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Bracket B Round 1
Poll 20
Shuganaga Arumdelle Slippinstay Everchange Sterlivia Rosenstine (@kdm13) vs. Mister Pumpernickel (@lulubeanie)
103. Shuganaga Arumdelle Slippinstay Everchange Sterlivia Rosenstine (@kdm13)
They/them        
They're skilled at both being a quickchange artist (change clothes go brrrrrrrrrr) and magical illusions. Surprisingly, they don't use illusions on the clothes, just themself (hair, skin). They really /are/ that good
They survived a death game by faking their own death in order to make it so the rules were broken and there was a way out. They've since been transplanted to a different group of friends because my character, my rules, and they've gotten therapy and are living their best life in a silly multi-crossover roleplay zone
Also they're a trickster because of course they are I mean look at them, and have, in the past, illusioned nightmarish things if someone is being extra annoying
Do not touch the gnome until you have reached level eleven (out of ten) friendship with them. Their illusions don't hold up to touch and they gotta trust you for that
Also one of their friends gave them a snake, so shout-out to my friend's OC Nokoto for that
They're a gnome who is exceptional at illusion magic and never looks the same way twice. Likes hats and/or fun hair. Generally wearing something red. Under the disguise, they have deep teal skin, dark purple eyes, and light blue hair in an undercut. They don't mess with their height much though since that's easier to catch. They're exactly three feet tall
Also they have pointy ears because I say so
104. Mister Pumpernickel (@lulubeanie)
he/him
He won the battle I hosted between all my ocs and I think he could make it here too. He's a strange man who has a gay thing with his friend who is married (currently semi divorced) and has a kid. He's pathetic. He thinks he's much more intimidating than he actually is. He's trans and gay. He was even a cat once. Also. look at him. Look at his dumb trenchcoat and bowtie. Just try and tell me he doesn't deserve it
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Dendy’s Mission p28
Heyo hi-o, welcome to my semi-animated fancomic for the show OK K.O. Let’s Be Heroes! because simply drawing a comic wouldn’t be enough…
>This looked so hilarious when I acidentally saved this on the fastest speed possible >Also, around this time was finals and soon it’ll be christmilk so there may be a delay, I’m hoping not
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sword-dad-fukuzawa · 3 years
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What Your BSD Crush For Says About You, a shitpost
Manga-only characters below the cut. (11/4 edit: wrote this a bit ago, this is my apology for taking so damn long with posts :p) Written with @scalpel-mom-mori, as all of my shitposts are, because she has the crack braincell.
Lovecraft: Monster fucker, insomniac, or both. I bet you watch tentacle hentai. 
Twain: You have a thing for himbos. Moronsexual lookin-ass.
Mongomery: You liked Taiga in Toradora and you have never looked back as you spiraled down the rabbit hole of tsunderes.
Fitz: You’re really into rich white guys.
Alcott: You want a cottagecore lesbian girlfriend.
Mitchell: Why? Is it the ballroom gown? Is the white gloves? Does she remind you of that one middle school crush who wouldn’t give you the time of day but you adored them anyway? 
Hawthorne: Church kink alert, Jesus approves.
Steinbeck: Country roooooooads, taaaaake me home~ Uh. You like country music.
Melville: Marine biologist. Trust me, I know marine bio majors. 
Poe: You have social anxiety and like soft boys, and soft boys only. On occasion, you’ve been known to dabble in catboy fan art.
Karl: Furry, but valid. For legal reasons, this is a joke.
Atsushi: Furry, but invalid. KIDDING I LOVE ALL ATSUSHI SIMPS--you’re probably a Deku fan if you watch MHA.
Kyouka: Your FBI agent has been working overtime.
Kenji: The same joke as above, and you’re depressed.
Dazai: I’ll see you in therapy. 
Kunikida: You have a deeply rooted complex about appearing respectable and always being on time. Yes, I’m calling myself out. 
Tanizaki: Either you’re Naomi, or boys that go apeshit are your kink. Don’t worry, they’re also mine.
Naomi: I think you’re into yanderes. Yuno Gasai is your one and only.
Ranpo: It was the eyes for you.  
Katai: You’re a gamer, aren’t you. I’m getting either League of Legends, Overwatch, or Destiny vibes.
Fukuzawa: Daddy issues~
Yosano: Bottom!! Filthy bottom!! But make it edgy!!
Kouyou: Bottom!! Filthy bottom!! But make it sad!!
Chuuya: Either you’re Dazai (oops) or...I don’t have a good joke for this one. You’re valid. 
Kajii: You’re sexually attracted to explosions. Looking at you, Bakugou stans.
Gin Akutagawa: You are painfully, disastrously bisexual. 
Regular Akutagawa: MCR phase, anyone?
Karma: YOU CRIED. YOU CRIED THAT EPISODE. Alternatively, you latched onto him because you watched AssClass and are going through Karma Akabane withdrawal.
Higuchi: This is the same joke as Louisa, but dark academia.
Tachihara: You’re an anime-only. Kidding, you have a gun kink. 
Hirotsu: You’re a cryptid, spotted in the wild once or twice a year.
Mori: You didn’t just have an emo phase. No, no. You were the kid who drew dots on their neck and pretended to be a vampire and read Twilight cover to cover.
Oda: You wish he unbuttoned his collar a bit more.
Either of Kyouka’s parents: You have taste. 
Fyodor: You always have a crush on the antagonist. No exceptions, ever.
Ango: You’re into the beauty mark.
Tsujimura: Same joke as Higuchi except you like the tsunderes.
Ayatsuji: Your anime boy type is that bastard whose only personality trait is sarcastic put-downs. Sasuke was your first. 
Murakoso: You fixate on side characters who get .1 seconds of screentime and imagine an entire fantasy life with them. It’s okay, I did that too.
Techou: Moronsexual, but less dysfunctional than Twain.
Teruko: It’s gleeful sadism for you. 
Fukuchi: You want him to fist you. I changed the joke because getting fisted + Fukuchi’s ability is too cursed, even for a shitpost. Instead, I’ll say that you’re the type of person who likes funky facial hair.
Jouno: Same joke as Teruko, but you like them slightly more evil and male.
Gogol: HAHA CRAZY CLOWN MAN GO BRRRRRRRRRR
Sigma: You want to shower him with love and affection and cuddles and god damnit please give this babey a happy ending--
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zevexsii · 3 years
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Idv ask! ( also im miinsy/moth from discord!! ) can you do headcanons of Antonio the violinist finding out that there is a new child survivor ( aka the reader ), and that new survivor is is biological child? ( this isnt meant in a incest way oh no it isnt! just a family/platonic sort of request! )
pog! first ask!
Antonio finding out that the new survivor is his biological child :)
cut for length!
antonio was relatively uninterested in the new survivor; the relationships between survivors and hunters were tense, anyways. that is, until he heard they were a child.
i think joseph and antonio in particular have soft spots for children. 
antonio understands that the manor certainly isn’t a place for children; he’s baffled as to how and why they’re even here in the first place! and now... finding out they’re his?
concerned dad antonio goes brrrrrrrrrr
so many questions. lots. it would probably be a little overwhelming. 
“how did you get here?” “are you hurt?” “why did you come here?” 
depending on the age range of the child, antonio enters varying stages of helicopter parent while also... not?
sorry kid, but you aren’t allowed around the hunter side of the manor, even if sneaking you in would’ve been considered earlier :(. there are a lot of dangerous folks on that side who wouldn’t hesitate to harm you, and antonio knows this.
but don’t be discouraged! antonio will find a way to visit his kid. (:. this is both a promise and a threat.
sings you to sleep!! his words may not always be audible but it’s very calming nonetheless. like his in game hums, but closer together and to different melodies!
he’s so gentle with you, oml. when he has to get up to go back to his side of the manor, he’ll give you a gentle forehead kissy (if you’re okay with that, of course!)
gods help if any hunter ever, and i’m talking ever hurts you. he understands the risks and penalties of the game, but that doesn’t mean antonio won’t do whatever he can to protect you from them. 
he’ll still give chase if he’s paired up against your team, if he catches you he’ll do his best to be gentle as he chairs you, and has let you slip out the exit gate more than once on purpose. not that he’ll ever admit to it.
antonio really likes spending down time with his kid, whether it’s reading, drawing, or indulging you in any of your hobbies!! he’ll support your interests no matter what.
he might try and push you towards music a little bit, but that’s just because it’s important to him. if you’re not into that, he might be a little disappointed but he would be accepting of your boundaries :)
he will  make sure you eat and rest at appropriate times >:( he’s also keeping you hydrated.
will call you dear if you’re alright with it!! he loves you so much :)
overall i give antonio a solid 8/10 in the parenting department, just because he might be a little overbearing at first, only ‘cos he’s worried for you.
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fallingappleshurt · 4 years
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hi! Have a quick little writing prompt that you can do if you want for the fd!au. Wilbur noticing that something is wrong with Tommy and Techno and going full detective mode and taking care of it. You don't have to write if you don't want, just thought it might be fun :D
This was fun! Thank you for the prompt!! :DDDD
Also this AU is created by antarctic bay but I do not want to tag her again my anxiety is going Brrrrrrrrrr
So please remember my writing isn’t canon!
My brain is on fire and I proof read this like once
  Taking Care of Two
“I thought you were more careful about these things!” Techno hissed as he dabbed a disinfectant cloth against a nasty scrape on Tommy’s face.
“I am! They never get my face cause I’m so good, expect this time I was just not expecting that dude, I mean, he came out of nowhere!”
“Uh huh,” Techno grumbled, he pushed Tommy’s head to the side and pressed a bandaid on the wound.
“It’s not that bad! I don’t need a bandaid for that!” Tommy reached up , pulling at the bandage, Techno slapped his hand away.
“Leave it, it’d be more suspicious to not cover it,”
“No it wouldn’t! This makes it more noticable!”
“If they ask just tell them you tripped, or got hit in the face by a locker or something.”
“No way!” Tommy looked appalled, “That’d never happen to me!”
Techno rolled his eyes, “What? Are you telling me that you can’t be affected by gravity?”
“No! Well, I- I didn’t say it like that!” Tommy stood up from the bathroom counter while Techno shoved the first aid supplies back into their rightful drawer.
“It was implied,” He said dryly, opening the door. Tommy shook his head, “You’re a, you’re a dick, ya know that?” His voice was playful, a smile dancing across his lips, Techno grinned back lightly.
“Why were you two in the bathroom together?”
Techno and Tommy yelped at the new voice, Wilbur was standing in front of them, backpack and work uniform still on, he raised an eyebrow.
Techno‘s hand grasped at his shirt, he took a deep breath, “What the hell?” While Tommy laughed nervously, “H-hey Big man! What’s up?”
“I want to know why you guys were in the bathroom together,”
“You make it sound so weird when you say it like that!”
“That’s because it is weird!”
Techno tapped Tommy’s shoulder, trying to make his movements as discreetly as possible. If Wilbur knew sign language, and Techno was pretty sure he didn’t, he wouldn't be able to decipher this. He quickly signed, ‘Run to room. Lock door.When I say go.’
Tommy nodded, Wilbur rolled his eyes, “You guys can do your little hand signs all you want, I still want an answer.”
Both boys stared at their brother for a minute, muscles tight, Tommy’s eyes flickering between his older brothers nervously, waiting for the sign.
“Now!” Both Tommy and Techno tripped over each other trying to get to their room, scrambling inside they slammed the door, locking it. Both pressed up against it, just in case.
“What the fuck?” Wilbur said loudly, “What was that?” Neither of them responded. He groaned, “You guys are so dramatic!”
“You’re one to talk Wilbur!” Tommy yelled through the door, face squished against the lightly colored wood. Wilbur groaned again,
“You guys can't hide in there forever!” The floor creaked as Wilbur stepped into his and Phil’s room and closed the door. Techno let out a sigh of relief.
“That could have gone better.” Techno said, he slid down the door, sitting on the floor. Tommy laughed nervously, pushing his face in his hands.
Wilbur absentmindedly scrolled through his phone, his brothers were hiding something, that was obvious. He could bring Phil, with his incredible bullshit detector, but where was the fun with that? He could do some detective work, it wouldn’t be that hard.
Wilbur ran his hands through his hair, he could do this, he knew a lot of people so it wouldn’t be too hard to find anything out. He pulled up his Twitter and went to one of his friends' DMs, ‘Have you seen anything weird going on with either of my brothers?’ He sent a few messages like that to his other friends.
“No but I have noticed a huge decrease in bullying, there still is some but I don’t see it as much,” One responded.
“Nothing, sorry.” From another.
“I saw Tommy beat the shit out of one that one guy who kept taking the band kids equipment! It was crazy!” That caught Wilbur’s attention, he knew Tommy’s friend Deo had a dojo and that he spent a lot of time there.
His phone buzzed again, “Tommy saved my little brother! He was getting picked on, someone took his stuff and Tommy swooped in like an eagle and knocked the guy down and got his stuff back!” Wilbur smirked then had a shocking realization, he rushed into the bathroom, looking through the trash, finding gauze, antibiotic wipes and bandaid wrappers.
Was Tommy trying to take down bullies?
It was possible, Wilbur’s phone buzzed again, “I was at the library and saw Techno getting books about medical care, I think that’s what they were, they looked like my sisters textbooks and she’s in medical practice.”
Was Techno in on this? Most likely, Tommy wouldn’t be able to pull it off by himself. Looking back on the past few weeks, Techno had been covering for Tommy a lot recently, ‘He’s with Tubbo,’ or ‘He’s at the park or library,’.
Techno was definitely in on this.
“So, Tommy’s a vigilante and Techno is helping him out,” Wilbur muttered to himself, smiling softly. He stood in the bathroom doorway for a moment then knocked on his brother's door.
“Hey! Open up, I wanna talk to you guys!”
No answer.
“I know what you have been doing! Tommy basically being a secret superhero and Techno, you helping him out!”
The door swung open, Tommy stood there, “No no no no no, you got it all wrong- It’s- its nothing like that-”
“Give it a rest Tommy,” Techno said tiredly, he set a hand on his shoulder,“He’s been snooping around, I can tell, it’s no use.”
Tommy groaned, “Please don’t tell Phil!” He begged, “I rarely get hurt, someone just got the jump on me this one time! I almost always kick ass-”
“Tell Phil? Oh no, I want in,” Wilbur grinned, “I want to help you guys.”
Tommy gasped then let out a shrieky laugh while Techno’s face dropped, “Heeeaaahh?”
“Yeah, I want to join you guys, I could be your guy in the chair! I have connections.”
“Alright!” Tommy laughed, “This’ll be great!” Techno dragged his hands down his face, “I have to take care of two of you now?!”
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audre-falrose · 3 years
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Lord of heroes characters if they were students in highschool hcs go BRRRRRRRRRR
(Based in American highschool byw)
Lord (m/f)
Male and female lord are twins in their sophomore year. MLord is calm and usually quiet while FLord is far more expressive.
Both get near perfect grades and are usually top in the class.
Both are on the student council. FLord is treasurer and MLord is president. (Kartis is vp and is pining SO hard for him)
Other than student council, FLord enjoys watching the track team during their training. And sometimes the archery club too.
Fram
Absolute himbo in her sophomore year. Sports nut with a passion for javelin throwing. Track and field star.
Adverage student. Gets Bs n Cs mostly (with johans help ofc.)
Friends with FLord, Charlotte, Johan, Lynn and Mikhail. She's friendly enough to have a huge amount of popularity; especially with the freshmen.
She's pining for FLord (who is oblivious) so hard it's kinda sad...
Johan
Kind hearted sophomore usually only acknowledged by his peers when they need help studying...
Gets near perfect grades tho his are just a bit lower than both lords
Works part time at an orphanage. Kids love him so much it's adorable.
Likes baking in the cooking club, tho most of what he makes are just a lil burnt...
Charolette
Super sweet freshmen. The "loveable lil sister" in the class. Big doe eyes that can make anyone's heart melt
B adverage. Doesn't hate studying but not in love with it either.
Really good at baking and always helps Johan with his own food during club. Also hosts bake sales for the club.
Mikhail
Brooding junior. Guy at the back of the room that draws a lot instead of taking notes. Has an amazing memory.
Usually very quiet, only talking to Lyn or Charolette since most think he's a lil creepy.
Loves sketching things. Once made a sketch of MLord while he was eating lunch and MLord adored it.
Advererges high B grades. Dispises studying tho. Lyn has to drag him with to study sessions with her and charolette.
Lyn
Mikhail's younger sister. Youngest junior cuz she's hella smart. Got moved up a year.
Loves engineering and robotics. Even has a lil robot dog she built herself. Always treated like the class baby since she's so young.
Near perfect grades. As expected of a genius~
TEACHERS
Roun - either a counselor or the school receptionist. Also M/F Lord's adoptive parent.
Aurella (how tf you spell her name??) - Home Ec teacher. Super bubbly. Will not take your bs however.
Ares - Principal?? Yeah prob.
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shepard-ram · 3 years
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mafia hermitcraft brainrot go brrrrrrrrrr
bestie i am apologizing once again 511 words LMAOOO
hc's of the various members of the Alliance
XISUMA
The Hermit Alliance was led by X at first. No, he only took over the leadership of the alliance when the former leader passed away and the other members voted X to be their leader. Xisuma isnt a field guy and prefers to try talking things out before taking any kind of action. He was a chill guy and people who were to meet him would initially be scared of him what with the helmet and outfit but get to know him and hes a sweet person. This doesn't mean however that he’s a pushover. If he feels like someone is a threat to the alliance lets say that no one is able to find that person for a very long time. If X were to have an S/O he would try and keep them as far away from his work as possible. He doesn't want them to mixed up in his business and as the leader of the Alliance he has a lot of enemies that can cause harm to anyone he loves
Scar
Scar is the treasurer of the Alliance. At first people were skeptical of his position as Scar was known to be clumsy but as time went on the alliance was glad they elected Scar. He may be clumsy when it came to other matters but he was a professional when it came to his work. He made the Alliance Headquarters look stunning with lush vegetation and made a throne out of all the diamonds the Alliance had made. Aqua Town is his casino and is one of the largest casinos that is owned by an Alliance member rivaling the barge. Quite the opposite of X, Scar would definitely show off his s/o(with their consent ofc!) He would take them everywhere they have ever wanted to go, every city, every casino. Essentially sugar daddy I MEAN he spoils his s/o because they deserve it
Grian
Grian is one of the main leaders of the spies. His wings let him be as quick as the wind so he can get out of tricky situations easily and he has experience in fighting(mcc anyone?). He might be a spy leader but that doesn't mean he isn't respected. Easily one of the wealthiest Alliance members (rumors have it hes even wealthier than the Alliance themselves) he also has a casino, The Barge. Looking at it from the outside you wouldn't be able to tell that it was a casino; it looked more like a Victorian Greenhouse. But on the inside was the fanciest casino anyone would have ever seen with diamond chandeliers and oddly enough a giant fireplace. Grian would also be one to spoil his s/o. He may be a bit stingy when it comes to money. But when it came to his s/o he would pull out all the stops. If his s/o would even MENTION something that they found interesting or liked during their shopping sprees you can bet it would be immediately bought. cough cough tldr hes a simp cough cough
you can really see the bias on scar and grian ghfjdk
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*bangs fists on table* PLEASE I like this more than mafia sbi because I'm biased
Xisuma can go from scary to sweet back to terrifying in a couple of minutes. There's a reason he got voted as the alliances leader, while he stays out of dirty work directly he will not hesitate to go full mama bear towards any threats to the alliance. He's protective, and you know that too. With how much he trys to keep you disconnected from the job
Scar may not look deserving of his nickname (unless you mean physically looking) but he's just as much of a cut throat business man as any of them. Aqua town is a goliath of a money maker. The beautiful headquarters he made for the alliance is a wonderful display of his contributions to their wealth. He has so much money to burn he can't help but take you anywhere he sees fit for your presence
Grian looks likes he built for investigations. With the ability to both get close to and get out of any hostile encounters while snooping around. But for the spy's leader he's one hell of a casino owner. The moment you walk into the barge you know the owner is rolling in cash. A chandelier made of diamonds is a flashy hint, but it's far from the only one. He could stop earning at any point and be set for life, getting you anything that he believes would make you smile even a little does nothing to the vaults
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anteaterisland · 3 years
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lxc!
Oh excellent. My son, my boy, the other king of my heart. 
How I feel about this character: He lives rent-free in my head. The reason he lives rent-free, is because a-Yao lives in my heart and he’s the landlord and Xichen pays rent in sexual favors. This is what they meant when they said: my body is a battleground.
 When i finished the show for the first time I texted my best friend: 
I’ve figured out my favorite. Lan Xichen. I love all the Lans because I relate to their emotional repression and floating around in ghostly white silks, but if i had to pick, lan zhan and lan sizhui are too happy to top the list for my personal favorite. Lan Xichen is brimming with the most desolation, and therefore wins the title. When he evaporated the alcohol he won my heart. The layers of fucking humor in that kill me. (it took a few days to come to terms, as well as reading the book, before I admitted to myself that meng yao was my favorite. Lan Xichen’s a close second though.) 
All the people I ship romantically with this character: uh heheheheh, yeah. Xiyao. Xiyao alone. It makes my brain go brrrrrrrrrr. 
Like: oh boy, right after he’s stabbed in the chest, jgy is understandably miffed about it, and he’s like: I can’t believe you’ve done this, you’re the same as Mingjue after all, you put a sword in me just like he was always trying too, and I never thought you were going to do that ON ACCOUNT OF HOW Every Time Mingjue pulled a sword on me, you pulled yours to defend me, what the fuck, er-ge?
And Xichen’s like, trembling and bloody and teary and is like: I TOLD YOU NOT TO FUCKING MOVE, or I would have no choice but to stab you!!!!!! 
A-Yao: you don’t even know if I moved or not, but if you trusted me more than Huaisang you’d know I didn’t fucking move. you hypocrite
And then he’s like, well im giving you a last chance to atone yourself for me, die with me, its the least you could do. There’s something so genuinely fucked up about his arbitration of the lives that exist around him and whether they will continue or not, but critically, he commands Xichen’s death because Xichen just KILLED HIM. 
And when Xichen agrees, he’s pushed away. Mingjue died in large part because he attempted to kill jgy, and despite Xichen actually succeeding, he doesn’t die, because he was sorry about it.
 He’s so hollow after that, like, it’s legitimately crazy they have an audience for that, it’s crazy that that’s the climax of the whole fifty episode show, i don’t know how anyone can watch the untamed and not come away with a xiyao obsession. 
My non-romantic otp for this character: Lan Xichen/Devestated Seclusion. Sorry if you were hoping for a happier answer but without a-Yao, I think he’s ruined. His whole character hinges on their mutual entanglement. And as a writer, his devastation compels me. Certain events in my personal life put in the mood for writing about grief. I have a seclusion series in the works I may post soon, after gold lotus is done. 
My unpopular opinion for this character: yeah, i don’t have just one of these, but they run along a theme. 
Firstly: I can’t stand Xic//heng. Again, sorry. But I really think they wouldn’t get along at all. Not when Meng Yao is alive, and certainly not after he’s dead. People really think he just happened to be friends with a-Yao like that man wasn’t his whole life’s obsession. Like repression doesn’t make people crazy he just happens to be mild-mannered. 
Secondly: Xichen is not like, a perfect moral paragon who was horribly deceived by that snake jgy’s persona. All those times he was like: I am aware a-Yao murdered people, and I think it was fine because he had a reason and it was a good idea actually. It just doesn’t register for people. He’s always closing his eyes because he ignores the things about the world he doesn’t want to see until he can’t anymore. 
Thirdly: He’s fascinating to think about, not least because there’s nothing in the text that outright removes the possibility for the alternate reading of a Lan Xichen complicit in JGY’s crimes. Obviously, i’m not saying that’s what actually happened, but it’s a compelling exercise. Like, you know what i will never, EVER be over? Wuji sneaking up on guanyin temple at night, peeking over the walls, seeing all the jin soldiers and bein: something’s fucky, and then seeing then all bow as Zewu-jun walks stately through them, sword in hand, not looking remotely like a hostage and then looking at each other going: SOMETHING’S FUCKED! So much fun. That’s also a fic in the works, if i ever manage to finish gold lotus
One thing I wish would happen/had happened with this character in canon: When you think about it, we never got a single scene where Lan Xichen and Meng Yao were alone in a room together. Never once. Always they were constrained in public. And they were so melty with each other, they talked and touched so gently. When they meet, people watching, say goodbye the first time, people watching, never see them hiding in the brothel, mingjue there in qishan, giant doors open with a bunch of death row prisoners, banquet, phoenix mountain crowd hunt, banquet, 100 days invite family discussion, nightless city toast, greeting before banquet, banquet, music lesson, staircase, treasure vault, break-up, temple. Never once alone. 
Oh fucking hell. Listen, being able to rattle off every xiyao scene from the top of my head is a skill im glad to have, but i didn’t like, need to know i had it, you know? 
Anyway. They’re literally never fucking alone with each other and i’d like to see it. They’re both so repressed and polite and they love each other so much, it’s basically all i can think about, how they must have been each other’s sanctuary when they were able to be alone. 
Someone ask me to do Mingjue i’m on a roll
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hi friend
i guess it’s me doing the ignoring this time. i apologize friend i’ve had a shitload of homework this week and i also had to make an ✨elaborate✨ birthday card for my friend yesterday so i’ve had like no time to breathe
bread is like humanity’s greatest achievement.
that and cake. cake good. cake very good
muffins too
okay i could do this all day i’m gonna stop now
hmmm. interesting. acting causes weird dreams. didn’t know that but now i’m educated yay
your boyfriend lives in france? bro that’s really cool.
america is indeed a struggle. it’s fun to read about on the news bc it’s the one part of reality that isn’t completely boring.
tumblr is a fun place. idk if the person that invented it intended it to be a hell site for gays and fandoms, so they are either super proud or super embarrassed
hopefully a combination of both
indeed. people can be interesting sometimes
ooooh i like ur style friend. part of me wishes we were the same height so i could raid ur clothes bc they are all so prettyyy (from the descriptions u give me) but odds are i am a lot shorter than u sooo.
yes u embrace ur inner jupiter north and go for it
haha u should wear a cloak just to see the reactions
yeah cloaks in the summer are never really a good idea. but cloaks in the winter? as u know it gets fucking freezing in canada so cloaks in the winter are not a bad idea
omg did you actually? okay that’s it ur my new idol i love it that’s brilliant. lmao “react in character” good advice director good advice. definitely a popcorn worthy moment
oh the best food ever? hmm i love popcorn with every cell of my being. idk why i just love it.
ikr i should learn violin. unfortunately that takes motivation which is something i do not have
omg i haven’t had hot chocolate in like six months. i usually get it from tim hortons (which they don’t have in the u s which sucks bc their doughnuts are like the greatest things ever) so idk what they put in their but it tastes good so it’s fine
hm interesting. welp that would have been good to know before i was baking and thought “well it smells good so let’s see how it tastes”. spoiler alert: it smells way better than it tastes
omg yes i want to adopt a dragon we should raise it together and then fly off on the back of the dragon into the sunset and then we can take turns taking dramatic pictures of each other
omg i need to watch those movies
hm i have a question: have u been in any other plays besides the current tempest one? who did you play and which character has been ur favourite to act out? i realize that is more than one question. o well
ugh i should do my homework rn
welp adios amigo until next time
oh right and it’s clyde i forgot to say that hehe :)
Hihi!! It’s ok, we’re both doing our own thing! You’re still mega cool!
Usual Sunday depression but we’re Pushing Through It.
I mean acting doesn’t cause weird dreams in everyone lol but it certainly does for me. I’m just a little crazy tho so like. Yeah lolol. Anyways it’s interesting.
My boyfriend does live in France. Ve’s extremely adorable and I love vem sm. Ve’s @/keefeinnit on tumblr 😍 I’m such a simp. Anyhow.
Hmm I’m not that tall I’m just average height. I only wear blue lol I need to branch out and wear other colors. I think my three colors will be dark blue, like. Raspberry pink and army green. That would all look sexy with both my normal hair and red hair so. My hair is actually already kinda coppery but not enough to make the color actually look more than brown.
Cloaks are very cozy. Especially like. Down lined ones they’re very flowy and very fuzzy. Also like. Long jackets of leather go brrrrrrrrrr
Awwwwwww that’s extremely sweet of you to hear, especially considering that I’ve had a Rough day. Filming is intensely hard and I’m tired so hearing u say that I’m ur idol is helpful. Anyways, you’re right it was very iconic of me. (I started this Sunday but it’s Monday now)
Popcorn is delicious, I had caramel popcorn at a birthday this weekend it was spectacular.
That’s relatable. I, also, have no motivation to do things.
Tim Hortons is on my Canada list it’s one of the first places I’ll go when I go there and I’ll make sure to get hot chocolate and donuts :)
I have also tasted vanilla lol. It isn’t great. The fermented vodka is a good part of why.
We should adopt a dragon, yeah!! What’s your favorite type of dragon? Like your favorite story. Also your picture plan is an extremely good idea, especially since dragons are extremely photogenic and we are both very attractive people.
I did a lot of acting in grade school, in the required school plays. I was the one that cared the most. A lot of them make me dysphoric to think about but some of them were fun. I was a nightmare in sixth grade, and St George in seventh. That was nice. Caliban is my favorite so far, and it’s more of a real acting job than the others.
Until next time, friend!!
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Snow graced Paris and its surrounding areas for the past hour, and while there were no signs of Ladybug and Chat Noir, two of their lesser known allies were still patrolling the streets with keen eyes and chilled breath. Siberia the Husky scanned the west side with no trouble. His mask also provided as alternative to his glasses outside of his costume as Richard Hubie, an American who accidentally became a crime fighter solely because he wanted to visit his beloved girlfriend while she interned in France. It was strange to him that he no longer felt like a tourist since he took this line of work more seriously over the course of two months. To him, this city was starting to become another home. No trouble here, he thought. The city was scanned as clear of akuma and other wrongdoings. Perhaps it was too cold to create villains for 'dear old Hawkmoth.' He rendezvoused back to his and his partner's typical starting point, an old flower shop that no one ever seemed to purchase or tear down. The property looked like it had been a scene for a B-level horror film. The windows were busted from older experiences of vandalism, graffiti fading from years of exposure. The sign's paint had been chipped away, leaving few traces of a lightish pink background and purple text, none of which Siberia could read. The vegetation was long dead, especially now that winter had arrived. Any weeds that had sprouted in the summer and fall withered away. Siberia sat on the roof, one of the strongest parts of the building, shivering only slightly. His monochrome costume (really, Richard's Kwami, Terra) had a leather jacket to keep him warm in times like these. "Brrrrrrrrrr." came a quivering voice from behind him. Siberia turned around. His bright blue eyes focused on the young lady that appeared before him. She held herself tightly, as if to shield herself from the cold. The poor girl was not as lucky to have multiple layers. Her dark blond hair floated with the gentle winds around them, her rabbit "ears" shifting slightly. She strolled towards him with soft steps. "How was your patrol, Lapin?" the boy asked. In response, she gave a quick thumbs up before holding herself again. "Good, we don't have to use our powers and freeze outside of costume in five minutes." Not to his surprise, his partner rolled her eyes. "What? It's true." he chuckled. Lapin shook her head, smiling with some sense of amusement before taking a seat next to him. In the snow, she dragged her dominant finger and wrote in English, "It's nice out, but boy it sucks to be cold." He laughed. "Yeah! You know, you can borrow my jacket." Immediately Siberia was met with a violent rejection by means of rapid arm movement by his mute companion. "NO, take it! I insist." The offer was only met with Lapin scooting away from him, shaking her head defiantly. "Suit yourself." he mumbled aloud after a short, yet defeated sigh. "Seriously, though. You are a bunny. Why don't you have fur?" His partner drew in the snow a small, simple caricature of a cat-eared boy the two knew fairly well, and all around him were question marks, signalling the near hypocrisy of his question. "Touche." He turned his gaze away from Lapin towards the city. For a moment or two, the heroes were silent, staring out and taking in the scenery. The lights of Paris were lovely as usual, but the drifting snow gave them a peace they didn't often experience in their normal lives. It was as if, for that moment, the whole city was a beacon of grace. Siberia felt a tug on his jacket. Lapin had scooted back towards him. She wrote once more with a smile on her face, "The snow is pretty." She paused before writing again, "Where I lived, my significant other and I had a date in the snow once." Siberia analyzed everything she was 'saying. "We were surrounded by blankets, but we saw the entire field turn white in under an hour." He smiled. As Richard, he shared a similar memory with his girlfriend, Amelia. They were at an empty baseball field at their school. It was a late evening, and the the two watched with awe at how quickly the field turned into a winter wonderland. To Richard, moments like those were blessings, as was Amelia herself. "It sounds like you had fun, Lapin." he chimed. "Do you miss your S.O.?" He received a somber nod, her expression dying into a small frown. "A lot." she wrote back. "Few days I see him, but I am far too busy to do so every day." Her eyes started to water through her mask. Her lip quivered subtly. As if it was an instinct, the young man wrapped his thick, leather arms around the smaller figure. He knew from experience what she was going through. "Lapin, I'm sorry. I understand." He then felt the young lady shift and throw her own little arms around his torso, fighting her way into his warmth, into his jacket. She said nothing, but he felt in his partner some joy knowing she wasn't alone. "I miss my girlfriend, so I know where you're coming from. Sometimes, when summer rolls around, I can only call her. She is very busy most days." Lapin only nodded in return to this statement. More silence followed them, and the snow continued to fall. Moments passed before Lapin shifted again, pulling herself away from Siberia. He turned to see her face. Her eyes though her purple hued lenses glistened, and she seemed more at ease. She no longer held herself for warmth, either. "Feeling better?" he asked. He knew this look well. To him, this was the face of authentic relief, contentment. This was a side of Lapin he rarely ever saw. For the first month or so, his mysterious little friend simply showed disdain towards him, signaling she didn't like him very much because of his appearance. He scared her, something he took somewhat personally. As to why, he still didn't know. But to know that every now and again, she is able to give Siberia her trust, made him happy. That hug in the cold, wintry winds was the most contact she had ever given him since the beginning of their partnership. She nodded quickly before lifting her finger in the air and drawing a wide smile in the air in front of her mouth. He swore up and down she had the exaggerated expressions of a living cartoon character. "That's good. I want to help you as a friend, and not as just your partner, okay?" She slumped her shoulders a smidgen. "Okay," she wrote in a fresh layer of snow. Siberia stood up, his legs aching from staying still so long in the cold. "Ouch. Well, we should head back home. The temperature will drop much faster soon. And you don't want to freeze out here, do you?" That question was met with another violent head shake from the rabbit girl, her eyes wide with realization. She, too, stood up with a similar pain. "See ya later, then. Catch you on the next mission, Lapin." The husky boy exclaimed before jumping off of the old flower shop into the crisp, dead grass. He turned to his partner, who waved sporadically before she hopped away in the other direction, towards the city. "Terra, Down, girl." He said calmly, his costume then disappearing. Richard turned to see the floating Husky Kwami floating in front of his face from his dog pin. "Sorry, that was a long time, wasn't it?" The Kwami immediately shook her head, crying out, "No, not at all! You were super sweet to stay and talk to Lapin. Usually, she tries to run off after any battle just to avoid you!" Richard shrugged his shoulders. "She spoke first, technically. I'm just being a good partner. She really needed some TLC." "I'm so proud of the both of you. Your teamwork and cooperation can only improve from here." Terra quipped. "So, not to change the subject, but I'm hungry. Are there any hot dog spots open now?" "Probably, but we still have some in my fridge. I'm poor as is, so I can't afford anymore for a while. Especially in fancy pants France." Terra sighed. "You're right. Let's go home. It's warm there, too." She nestled herself inside of Richard's jacket pocket, deep into the warmest part of his chest space, and the young man strolled away from the old property towards a blanketed, snowy Paris.
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Growing Up in Brooklyn—Summertime Fun Karen Emig - Best Day Volunteer September 5, 2018 I try to remember how it felt when I was young, growing up in Brooklyn. We never had air conditioning in my house as a kid. As a matter of fact, most stores did not have air conditioning either. The few that did always had some sort of sign in their window that said something like, “Come in. Air Conditioned inside.” They would have a picture of a penguin or a polar bear and ice. Now, I don’t think there are any stores that don’t have air conditioning because people wouldn’t shop there. One of the things we did to cool off when I was younger was to turn on the fire hydrant (we called it a Johnny Pump). You needed a special wrench to turn it on, but someone would usually have one of those wrenches and get the water flowing. If you have ever seen the water come full force out of a fire hydrant, you know the flow is decidedly not mild, weak nor feeble. It is rather a violent powerhouse that steamrolls over anything in it's path. Oh, and believe me that water was like ice. Brrrrrrrrrr. Some cars, when they would approach the running water, would stop—roll their windows up (cars didn’t usually have air conditioning either)—and the driver would let the water run over the car to wash off all the dirt. Now in order to get the water high enough to flow over a car, there is a trick you have to do. I’ll tell it to you if you promise to NEVER try it yourself. Promise???? Well, you have to take both the top and bottom off a tin can. This leaves a tin cylinder that you hold at the very top of the water—almost just skimming it. You must have a lot of strength in your arms and fingers to hold the cylinder in place without the force of the water ripping it from your hands. Once you are strong enough and have the cylinder in just the right spot, it creates a shower of water that projects way up into the air. Then the water cascades back down to earth in a torrential waterfall-like avalanche. This forceful deluge is what would clean off the cars—almost stripping the paint off. When the cars passed, the kids from the block would all stand under the waterfall. Often times the water was so powerful that it would knock you off your feet and clear to the opposite side of the street. Maybe that's where the expression, "go with the flow" originated. :-) Lots of skinned knees and hurt elbows, but we loved it. That was just a small price (we thought) to pay in order to get cooled off on a hot and sticky day in the city. However, more threatening than the force of the water was the risk of that tin can becoming a projectile and hitting you in the head or other part of your body. You see, like I said, it took a lot of strength to hold that tin can in place against the raging force of the water profusely flowing from the hydrant. So, if the “holder” lost his grip—well, I’m sure you can imagine how that little tin can could shoot out (like a bullet) and find a mark in one of the cluster of kids vying for a spot under the cooling water. Usually, it found it’s mark somewhere on MY body—ouch, ouch, and ouch. I can remember mothers yelling at their children not to go into the water when someone appeared with a tin can in their hand. We certainly were risking serious injury, and I realize that now—in my (boring) age of wisdom. Of course, the “fun” of an open hydrant was usually short lived as a police cruiser, or a cop on horseback, would come up the street and turn it off. The cruisers usually carried a wrench in the trunk; if not, they had to call the fire department to come out and turn the water off. Now I also realize how irresponsible we children were to waste all that water and also to have to have either the police or firemen spend their time turning hydrants off in neighborhood after neighborhood all through the course of the summer. The fire department did offer special sprinklers that would fit over the front of the hydrants. These sprinklers would limit the amount of water coming out and its potent impact, thus turning it into a safe “shower” of water for the children. But we were impatient and impulsive, so we rarely waited for a hydrant to be turned on legally. If the police saw you with the wrench, they confiscated it. If an adult was ever caught turning a hydrant on, it meant a hefty fine. So, though it was fun and memorable, and I chuckle at the thought of running through a fire hydrant’s water, I now know the risks and foolish folly of some of the things we did growing up in the city back in 1950’s and 1960’s. Still, I have to say, "no regrets, and I'd do it again." Where is that wrench?
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