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#this meme was created for me personally
itsamenickname · 1 year
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The toughest part about this meme was the fact that there isn't a lot of interaction between Luigi and Bowser in the movie trailers/posters.
But to create a Bowuigi version of this meme and share it to the internet is so, so worth it. :)
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opera-ghost · 1 year
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me laughing at the same jokes i’ve heard 1000 times every time i listen to/watch a recording of phantom
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#and i swear it gets funnier every time!#was dying while listening to an audio today#(it was specifically nehal joshi during the il muto ballet)#(i could not stop laughing and i couldn’t even SEE him it was just his delivery)#(ugh he’s so funny i love him)#poto shitpost#also side note im about to go on a tangent#but my phantom hyperfixation runs so deep and i have so many thoughts about it#i have at least 100 posts in my drafts about it and i’m not exaggerating#they’re mostly silly memes but it’s still like an overload of posts about phantom#and i’m like. insecure about how much i think about it???? and how much of my headspace i dedicate to it????#so i keep the bulk of the memes/random posts in my drafts because i just feel weird about posting so much#i really could post about it 24/7 if i didn’t have to be a Person with Tasks#and idk i think im just hyper-aware of how i present my interests in daily life while offline#i am someone who hyperfixates and obsesses and while i could talk about phantom for years i am terrified of annoying people with my interest#i’m worried about being perceived as weird so i kind of flatten myself to make myself more palatable for others#which has me being insecure about the things i’m passionate about and how deep that passion runs#and these feelings have bled online to the specific space i have created as an outlet for my passion#like it’s my blog i shouldn’t be censoring my love for a thing that brings me joy#but my fear of being othered is like. overtaking me. because there are many things that i can’t change about myself#that categorize me as an ‘other’ (sexuality identity mental health etc)#and this is something i can control. i can control how i portray my personality#so i flatten my personality to compensate for the other (perceived) weird things that can’t be changed#idk i just shouldn’t feel the need to do that here bc pretty much everyone on here is super passionate about something#like obsessive about it#and that’s what i love about this site with all its faults. like this is a space for people to come and Be Weird and Act Strange#and everyone just accepts it#and also the phantom community in general#why should i water down my love for phantom in the one place where people can understand it and relate to it???#hit the tag limit but i’ve come to multiple revelations while typing this lmao
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formosusiniquis · 1 year
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Role Swap AU where Chrissy Cunningham is the queen bee of Hawkins High. She’s bitchy and a little cruel and she runs around town with Tammy Thompson and Tammy’s boyfriend Jason. Everyone hates her, they love her, they want her, they want to be her. And Chrissy has set her sights on Jonathan Byers, the only guy in school who seemingly does not even remotely care about who she is or what she’s doing, she’s obsessed. She’s not used to having to make the first move, usually boys come to her and she decides who is worth her time, it’s a process this change in dynamic. So when Jonathan’s friend Nancy’s little brother goes missing she has her opening. She invites Jonathan and Nancy and Nancy’s friend Barb -- that she never goes anywhere without -- to a party, just to get their mind off of things. It’ll be fun.
Nancy doesn’t go, “She just doesn’t know how to let loose and have a little fun Jonny,” is Chrissy’s answer, “it’s so sweet that you brought Barb though I bet she never gets invited to parties like this.” Cause mean girl shit is always just a little different than mean boy shit. Barb still goes missing. Chrissy and Jonathan don’t sleep together but he does stay the night.
Meanwhile Will Byers has a lot going on. His best friend is missing, his mom just got remarried and now he has a sister that people keep calling his twin, and Max found a boy in the woods with a number tattooed on his arm. He likes Jane, they were friends long before Mom started dating her Dad but he doesn’t like that all of a sudden he’s supposed to act like they’re some big happy family. Luckily his Mom is still adjusting to housing and feeding two more people and Dus(ten) can hide out in the attic and Will can sneak food up to him without it being too suspicious. Dustin has weird powers, keeps tapping into the radio his Mom leaves on or accidentally making his walkie talkie pick up Hopper’s police radio.
Karen Wheeler is on her last fucking leg. Her son is missing, her baby boy, and Ted’s only suggestion for help is to keep plying her with uppers so she can stay awake longer wondering when her son is going to be home. Things come to a head when she faints in the grocery store, she’d been light headed all day and something about reaching for Mike’s favorite cereal had her giving way completely. When she comes to, she's staring up at Claudia Henderson, such a lovely woman, a nurse at Hawkins General she set Mike’s arm after he’d had an accident playing with Ted. She asks if she can go with Karen to search the woods again for Mike. Rounded curves, rounded smile, Karen can’t believe that someone believes her that something has taken her boy.
Nancy Wheeler just won’t stay out of Chrissy’s fucking way. She’s asking questions and poking her button fucking nose into everything. And what’s worse now she’s stealing her fucking boyfriend. Maybe it’s wrong. Maybe she’s let Tammy get too far into her head, but it’s a little satisfying ripping up her stupid little notebook.
Dustin can feel Mike Wheeler. Can feel that boy in the bad place who loves his friends and his dragons and his Mom. Dustin keeps trying to get to him, and his new friend Will keeps telling him to stop making all the radios in the house scream and fuzz.
Her head aches. She’s tired. Coffee is safer than those little pills that Ted keeps giving her. A new bottle every time he finds something he doesn’t like in the house. Dinner is late, more pills. The pillows in his chair are flat, more pills. They stare at her but they leave her unfocused and jittery. She has to be focused. Mike is so close, she can feel him. Claudia doesn’t judge her, but Karen can see the way she looks at those little bottles. So different from the way she looks at the lite-brites that are spread across the basement.
It’s not a smear campaign. Not when perfect little Nancy Wheeler is cornering her boyfriend in the dark room. It’s just the truth, Chrissy knows the kind of stuff she’s gotten up to in the dark room, or the kind of things she wanted to get up to if she weren’t worried about getting called a slut. Maybe Nancy should have worried a little bit more about optics and a little bit less about getting to the bottom of things, she’s a reporter shouldn’t she know how vicious the rumor mill can be. The sight of a pistol tucked into a pocket book, the feeling of well manicured nails against her cheek make her think for the first time that maybe she shouldn’t have let Tammy convince her to write rumors on the bathroom wall. 
Dustin says he can get Mike back. That the body they saw in the quarry wasn’t real. Will believes even if Jane and Max are skeptical.
Chrissy goes to the Wheeler house, she’s turned the tides of the rumor mill. Tammy has become a tonedeaf, jealous bitch -- and one of those things is true -- and Nancy has become the victim. Jonathan is there, and she tries to convince herself that there was nothing to worry about until he’s shoving her out the door telling her to run to get out. She does. She doesn’t. There’s a monster in the Wheeler house, it crawls from the basement.
And so it goes.
Then Claudia finds a rain soaked boy in the woods. He’s so small. She takes him home.
Then the Sinclairs move in down the road from Chrissy. A sweet family, it’s hard though to see a family with two small children moving in when she knows there are monsters in the world now. She tries to pretend that everything is normal, but the strain is there, and whether it’s her or Jon things are going bad. It’s hard to blame Nancy Wheeler for it this time.
There’s something wrong with Mike. Something is wrong with her baby. It’s so fortunate that Claudia is a nurse. She’s been cutting back on her shifts at the hospital, but she had told Karen that she could call anytime.
The shoe drops. Jonathan is sweet when he ends things, but Chrissy has never been one to let things go without a fight. She’s prepared to apologize. To ask for one more shot. When a red head with an attitude grabs her. She’s pretty sure her dog ate her step brother and Chrissy seems more capable than Hopper. Next thing she knows she’s got the Byers-Hopper kids, Max, and the neighbor kid from up the road hiding in the back of a bus while she tries her best to backhand spring her way into knowing how to swing a softball bat. Max’s dog looks an awful lot like the monster from the Wheeler basement.
And so it goes.
The summer comes and Chrissy needs to get away from her mom. She gets a job at the mall, but she’s waited so long the only places hiring are in the food court, absolutely not happening, and the record store. The record store where she ends up working with Eddie ‘the Freak’ Munson.
Eddie didn’t plan to work at the mall, he didn’t want to work at this neon colored capitalist hellscape, but if he gets busted for possession one more time he’s not sure that Hopper is going to look the other way. The record store is hiring at least, he plans on taking full advantage of the employee discount this summer. Then Queen Chrissy walks in in all of her Ralph Lauren Gap glory.
Chrissy was not a good person in high school, she knows that, but she put her head so far down last year that she managed to graduate early. The hostility coming off of her new coworker is a lot more than she expected. He’s started a board to count the number of times a guy comes in to hit on her and critiques each one ruthlessly. Nerd, jock, and tragic each category has several tallies in it. Maybe it’s the popular kid solidarity or maybe she is becoming a bigger person through the power of babysitting, she feels bad that Steve Harrington is the only one who ends up getting included in the Tragic category. He comes in a lot in his tiny blue Scoops uniform but he hasn’t tried to talk to her once.
Unexpected as it seems, Queen Chrissy is apparently the founding member of the Hawkins chapter of the babysitters club. It’s a never ending parade of children marching through the door and demanding to see her. The Byers boy is his favorite, but the Wheeler kid that had gone missing a couple years ago always has a haunted look on his face. The little curly haired one with the gap teeth seemed to startle her when he came running by, he’s loud and has no sense of what should be an inside thought and not an outside thought, but once he assures her that his mom knows where he is she’s letting him and the oldest Sinclair in through the back to sneak into the movies.
Something weird is coming in through the radio Dustin tricked out with his powers for her. It’s picking up a lot more than the rock station from Indianapolis. Max knows Chrissy will be able to help, she doesn’t expect her new neighbor to be working with her babysitter but she’s heard the shit he gets into at night he should at least be able to figure out if she’s just picking up a radio station all the way in Russia. She brings Erica with her, Lucas has been weird lately hanging out with Dustin a lot lately and ignoring her. She’s not jealous but if he’s gonna hang out with other people she can gossip with his younger sister.
And so it goes.
She’s got no right to be jealous. She is though. Who the hell does Robin Buckley think she is, stealing her kids. All Max can talk about is how cool Robin is. How she doesn’t care what anyone thinks of her. How she’s in the band. How she’s going to teach Max how to play the drums. Oh Chrissy, did you know that Robin speaks three languages? Chrissy, Robin’s gonna teach us how to say Italian curse words. Robin stood up to Jason for us. Robin, Robin, Robin. Who the fuck is this girl who can just swoop in an make her kids fall all over themselves to sing her praises. They don’t even like Eddie this much and he’s a DnD playing rocker with an unlimited stash of weed. But somehow a band nerd whose only friend is second year senior Steve Harrington has her kids wrapped around her stupid finger.
The last thing Eddie Munson ever expected was to stumble on Steve Harrington lurking at skull rock. Or at least not lurking alone. He startles when he sees Eddie, not fear, just surprise. There’s something desperate and haunted in his eyes when he looks up at Eddie. And then the captain of every team of Hawkins high is begging, begging for Eddie to hand over anything he’s got that will make him forget he’s even a person. He doesn’t deal anymore, not really. He’s promised Wayne and Chrissy and Red and even Karen fucking Wheeler that he would stop. Sticking to stuff that nature provides doesn’t feel like lying. Eddie really doesn’t want to leave someone as fucked up as Steve here alone. It doesn’t hurt that he’s pretty and that shaky little laugh that Eddie manages to pull from him. It’s only a little lie when he tells Steve Harrington to meet him at the trailer park after the game.
One more thing Chrissy can’t stand about Robin, she’s somehow got Eddie attending a basketball game. They’re all there to support Lucas but normally it’s a fight to get the nerdiest of them in the stands. Sure he’s spending more time looking at Steve Harrington, warming the stands with the rest of them now, than he is at Buckley but she knows the band geek is at fault here somehow. She’s really trying to not be a bitch about it but maybe jealousy like her hair and her eyes is just one more wretched thing she got from her mother.
Steve Harrington is floating, and not in the way people usually claim to when they come to Eddie. His eyes are blank and unseeing and Eddie is sure that he’s about to watch the once captain of the basketball team die right in front of him. Then Robin Buckley, screaming and inconsolable and inexplicably in the passenger seat, bumps the radio in her frantic rush to get to her best friend. Bowie starts blaring from the speakers, the neighbors dog starts barking, Max comes out of her trailer and screams. Then Steve Harrington falls out of the sky.
If she could get one thing out of life it would be to finally be free of the Upside Down. But instead she’s in a fiery red hellscape with her ex boyfriend, her platonic soulmate, her arch nemesis, and the human embodiment of a golden retriever. Insult to injury, injury being the giant fucking chunk missing from her side -- maybe now her mom will lay off for a bit, surely now she’s at goal weight -- and the insult being how hot Robin looks covered in the barest hints of demo blood. Even if she won’t shut up about rabies.
Steve is handling this much better than Eddie did the first time. Bouncing around literal hell, sticking very close to his side. It makes him feel a little braver, this beautiful boy looking at him like he’s an action star. He just hopes they all make it out this time. He’s got a bad feeling.
And so it goes.
Steve Harrington is probably going to be hard of hearing for the rest of his life, blood leaking from his ears and left arm broken in two places by the time they take care of Vecna. Robin lost a chunk of her large intestine -- and half a tit, let’s really focus on the important things here Cunningham, I was already only a B cup. But they’re both alive. They’re all alive. Eddie’s been posted up by Steve’s bedside, slowly and patiently teaching a prep sign language, something he wouldn’t have even thought about doing a couple months ago.
Chrissy, the most oblivious bisexual that Eddie has ever had the misfortune of trauma bonding with, has fallen ass over tit for Robin Buckley and refuses to do anything about it. It’d be sweet if it weren’t so goddamn sad. They’re holding hands on Robin’s hospital bed, laughing at a soap that’s playing on the TV. Until Steve screws his face up into the most intimidating little jock scowl he can, a look that doesn’t work as well outside of the locker filled halls of Hawkins High, and demands she stop stringing along his best friend. Robin looks mortified but the challenge lights something up in the late Queen Cunningham. She sets her sights on Robin now. Chrissy Cunningham may not be queen anymore, but she’s still a little bitchy and she always gets what she wants.
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kyuairyeo · 5 months
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get to know: rita kaniska
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can0fwworms · 6 months
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the idiots <3
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mblue-art · 7 months
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Oh please continue drawing a the soft cute and fluster. Its too good and brings joy. You are so good at the soft expressions I know I cant get enough and I know a few others that cant either.
/)/////(\;; aaaaa thankyouuu 💙💙💙
i rlly want to draw the thoughts/scenarios i have in my head so i could have a solid visual of them so i don't have to stare off into the distance and-
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-everytime, yk?
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pastlight · 2 months
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i don't know what those dots are
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nonokoko13 · 9 months
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RIDDLE SMALL WAIST CANON LOOK ❗❗
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HE'S ALSO WEARING NAIL POLISH WHAT A KING
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triaelf9 · 3 months
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absolutely fascinating, that post I make about ppl who make it their life's goal to be miserable to other ppl online reaching the point where it slipped out of orbit and just made a mad dash through a lot of random folks ahah. Very much a microcosm of the internet for sure.
I was specifically referencing the ppl connected to the g@ter movements b/c they all seem to have a very specific playbook, (cant forget that they know everything about art and game making and journalism and film making despite never doing anything in it, and of course the bonus transphobia/racism/etc) but also it was kinda me thinking about like...just make sure you branch out? like find joy in things that isn't just hurting other people? You don't have to be nice to everyone, you don't even have to not be a hater but like...knocking off the personal attacks that the fascists use could be cool, and like, I dunno, make sure you smile at something else that isn't telling artists they should become obsolete b/c they can do something you can't? or like, turn some very well deserved anger to things that need it and affect the real world we all live in & maybe make some change? I dunno, it IS open ended, so I guess death of the author is bound to happen like most meme-y things lol
I just didn't expect it to go anywhere to be honest ahaha. I do appreciate that is speaks to most folks in the way I hoped it would, and I hope everyone has their potted plant they can enjoy, whatever form it may take lol
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torao-chan · 3 months
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share your character playlists with us we beg
aslkjglsdfg most of mine are on private because. they're so subject to change at a drop of a hat and also I constantly fear judgement but >w> since it's something someone's actually interested innnnnn
I can unprivate some and share a few with you haha
These are my One Piece ones o3o I'm very happy with Law's, Sanji's, and my Lawlu one, but the other two 🤔 well, they're still just vibes and all of them are stillgetting rearranged regularly asdlkjglkdfsg
Sanji - (❤️ ω ❤️)
Zoro - En Guarde
Zosan - i'll kick you in the front cause i've always got your back
Luffy - Sunshine
Law - Moonlight
Lawlu - Too Many Captains on the Ship
(Also, here's a few general vibe playlists I really like and blatantly browse for songs that Vibe Right! this is how i find new music idk what to tell you Sanji Lawlu Law)
Here's a few other ones I've made that I like for other fandoms that are more stable than the One Piece ones.
I really like my Obey Me playlists for Belphie, my MC in game 1 and my MC in game 2, despite having to leave that fandom for predatory-gacha-gaming-and-it's-addiction reasons.
(Venti from Genshin also has one despite me leaving the fandom for exactly the same reason)
For Touchstarved, I've made this Leander playlist public before- but since you're asking. Here's a second one I've had hidden this entire time lmfao. May become privated again at some point; who knows where my anxiety will lead me.
Sylvain is the only FE3H boi I've made a playlist for and it kinda says all. I love him. He's an angst pit.
BG3 gets one for Astarion and one for Tav(... Tavier. my Tav lmao). As well as a combo one that is literally just a mashup of the two that I'm not going to bother linking.
Ichimatsu from Oso-san and Nagito from Danganronpa both have xReader playlists that are entirely self indulgent.
Lastly, because this link storm is becoming chaotically long, here's three vibe ones I'm pretty happy with; one for Hypnos from the Hades game, one for Wally from Welcome Home, and one for Tendou from Haikyuu.
I have. So many more. They're literally spilling out my pockets asdlkjglksdjgd but these are the most stable and favourite ones of mine.
Let me know if any of the links don't work and uh
Sorry you opened the gates to the dam alkjlkjkfglsdjg >w>;;
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avida-heidia-5 · 6 months
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Not sure if this has been done before, but it seemed appropriate.
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louisredsuit · 6 months
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honesty hour: the vitriol in this fandom can be very discouraging for me as a fic writer, even though I’m not the one it’s directed towards
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ndostairlyrium · 3 months
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BUONSAOR. (indovina che c'era per cena)
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12, 15, 16 and 18 for everyone. Len included of course!
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AHAHAH YESS 👌👌👌
E grasie *u*
12 - What have you found to be most difficult about creating art for your OC (any form of art: writing, drawing, edits, etc.)?
Ummm Everything? Hahah I think it all comes down to differentiating one from the other, like, making them their own person rather than the same iteration of a flavor on different dishes. It's always a bit difficult to avoid being a helicopter mom with them :'D
15 - What is something about your OC can make you laugh?
Len: Whenever she does something that is clearly out of character, she tries everything in her power to hide it with no chance of success :' also she has 1T of cat vids downloaded in her cloud
Ela: She always hits the doorframe with either her forehead or the handle of her weapon
Kerry: His rivalry with Cullen. I just adore when they interact and I love writing that happen ;; we were robbed, really
Ankh: (why was this so hard to think of? lmao) Whenever I think of her in the battlefield, I just think of a cricket that turns into a spider that turns into a cat. That always cracks a good chuckle out of me :'D
16 - What is something about your OC can make you cry?
Len: Whenever she loses control and becomes so human it's pathetic. The way she loves, the way she suffers... she's not used to it, because everything has to go in a certain direction. The one she gives. Take this power from her, and you can see her crumble like a salt statue
Ela: She became exactly what she wanted to be, but at what cost? She's doomed, and it never kicks in until she sees how the blight (the taint? help hahah) affects the ones that she cares for
Kerry: I mean, have you seen Hawke's backstory? :'D In his case, he thinks it's all his fault, and his efforts are worth nothing. He feels so alone that he would do anything to avoid staying with himself for long periods of time
Ankh: She can win, but has she really won? She's a damaged item from the start, and even if she heals completely, she will end up like the same damaged item she was at the beginning
18 - What is the most recent thing you’ve discovered about your OC?
Len: She can handle a roast? A natural born comedian
Ela: Looks great in pastel colors 👀
Kerry: He looks very weird without a beard
Ankh: She's a hater when she's drunk
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rexcaliburechoes · 18 days
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ask game - KISS
spins a comically large wheel that just consists of the name "istorros"
god. okay. i've been looking for an excuse to talk about istorros. so i'm gonna take this as my sign to talk a little about him.
the real answer is sort of funny, because in my current file, he's romancing gale, so the last person he's technically kissed is gale. but story-wise, astarion, because of a bunch of funny shenanigans that happened behind the scenes.
here he is casting speak to dead for context (the only other reference i have of him is an Actual mugshot. lmao.)
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#ask meme#istorros duskrorr#rex rambles#that behind the scenes shenaniganry is my first file i critically fumbled and romanced shart instead of gale (i had a planned routesplit)#(but that didn't happen obviously. big game. too big to justify long routesplits like that. LMAO.)#so when i created istorros i was deadset on romancing gale bc he's my pathetic wizard!! i like my pathetic wizard#whom of which uh. well. istorros sprouted a whole ass personality OUTSIDE OF MY CONTROL.#motherfucker hit the ground running when he popped into existence#he's the drow cleric i've been vaguing about in tags every so often#anyways back to the shenanigans: i was deadset on romancing gale with him but due to how his trauma ended up shaking out#he ended up bonding the most with astarion and we slowburned our way through faerun in oc lore locked away in dms#my friend described his relationship with astarion thus:#astarion: tries to seduce for protection#istorros: no. bye.#astarion: I DESIRE HIM CARNALLY#but yeah that's a little sliver of istorros. he's funny and also Very Tired.#man needs a nap and for his companions to stop trying to kill themselves literally or metaphorically#as one of two clerics in the group he's pretty sure he has some authority on this actually. please and thanks.#(man also legit looked at gale shart and lae'zel's gods and went. 'i think. those gods are being a bit extra. just a little.')#('at least tempus only wants me to assist in warfaring/warring in general and wants to treat me with some modicum of dignity.')
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myrtaceaae · 5 months
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I still can't get over sitting in therapy and going through the DSM criteria for autism like???? all these criteria and normal??? This is the normal and obvious way of living.
and I still can't quite believe that everybody around me in English language class didn't experience the joy I felt at learning social purposes of small talk, having it all click into place and saving me from feeling confused about it ever again
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