#thuh end

[olibavee]

had a dream the other night about my lil story world and that there was this witch-hunter fairy who had a wooden...homunculus kinda creature. and any time she had to do anything traumatic for her witch-hunting job she'd use magic to transfer the pain of the memory to the homunculus. everyone thought the homunculus was an incomplete being and couldn't feel, so she thought she was essentially throwing her feelings away, but it actually could feel. it just loved the fairy so much that it never said anything so that she wouldn't have to feel the pain. and some part of it was illegal, like either the magic she was using was illegal or the homunculus itself was illegal. i forgor. so that whole thing was fucked up. anyway it looked like this

fairy figure next to it. for scale.

#my art #thuh end. #i need a tag for all my story world stuff. tbh. i'll have to go through and tag everything once i finally find a suitable name.

[arminsumi]

Hi! If your requests are still open, could you do fluff nsfw prompt "3 — Accidentally walking in on them while they're changing" with Gojo?

👉👈 I just love the way you write him! 💖

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱

𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐲

A/N: omg thank you robynn!! eheh i enjoy writing for him (clearly, i've been spamming so much gojo content lately lol) idk if i deviated a bit at the end 🙈

Wc ≈ 1k

Pairing: GOJO Satoru x f.reader

Summary: waking up in your best friend's apartment the night after his 29th birthday party and wandering into his room to find him shirtless

Warnings; 🔞mdni — n.sfw fluff!! implied drinking the night before/hangover morning, suggestive, 'sweetheart', mild nudity, kinda sexual/romantic tension, suggestive jokes

♪ 悲しきByーPlayer

You'd slept over at Satoru's last night after going out for drinks until the wee hours.

Yawning, stretching, groaning — recalling the murky events of last night as you wiped the morning tears out of your eyes and headed into the bathroom. It was a small apartment, Satoru could hear the thump of your feet on the wooden floor as you walked down the hallway.

Okay, if she's awake I'm awake. He thought, and rolled out of his futon. He smiled thinking of the night before.

All the events he could recall were drunkenly giggling down the streets of Tokyo with you tucked under his protective arm, and how the two of you tumbled into the train, and how you clung to him.

What a miracle that you two didn't have severe hangovers, considering how much sake you and Satoru had at the teahouse last night.

"Hey, mornin' birthday boy — Satoru? — Satoruuu." you knocked at his doorframe with the back of your finger.

"Mmm?" he hummed like he said come in.

He was hobbling around his room multitasking his morning routine; brushing his teeth, tugging his old shirt off, brushing his hand through his hair to get the knots out.

You slid open the door, freezing at the sight of your shirtless best friend.

"I need to borrow a shirt." you asked with forced calmness.

You managed to act unfazed, even when his pretty lashes batted at you. He had the bleariest eyes in the morning.

"In thuh closhet." Satoru mumbled through foaming toothpaste, wandering into the interconnected bathroom to finish brushing his teeth.

You blinked at the sight of his back, watching as he bent over to rinse his mouth at the sink. The subtlest flex of his back muscles made you weak in the knees. Yes, you knew he went to the gym, but it didn't fully occur to you for some reason that he was a fit boy.

With the way his hair stuck up in the back, and the way his sweatpants dangled dangerously low on his hips, your mind naturally went through a series of fantasies.

It felt like the image of his torso was burned into your mind. The soft but defined contours, the dips and curves. The little poet in the back of your mind compared him to a renaissance sculpture.

You pried your attention off of him when he glanced up at you in the mirror. Maybe it was your imagination, but you thought you saw him smirking. You even thought you felt his eyes on you, checking you out as you exchanged your rain-smelling shirt for one of his own.

Oh yeah, we got caught in the rain last night. You remembered.

Satoru came out of the bathroom. He bowed his head to avoid scraping it against the top of the doorframe. Tall boy problems.

Look who's wearing my shirt. He thought to himself smirkingly.

Trying to act natural was hard for you, but not impossible. Satoru was amused when he heard the nervous cracks in your voice.

"Satoru, put a shirt on." you scolded him because you were flustered.

"Why, does my chest make you uncomfortable? Are we really friends if you can't handle a little nudity? I thought you were comfortable around me? Huh?" he overreacted jokingly.

You mumbled something like; "... too early to deal with your nonsense..."

"Ah, c'mon, you love it when I annoy you. I know you do." he said, and lowered himself to hug you.

He tended to do that — just hug you out of nowhere. It had never happened before where he did it while shirtless, though. Now that stirred you up (and he knew it).

"Let's get some coffee." he murmured against your neck.

"Satoru!" you giggled, "What the hell!"

"What?"

"Put a damn shirt on before you hug me!" you squeaked, giving away that he had completely flustered you.

He just chuckled against your skin, then pulled away and muttered a half-hearted apology.

⁕⁕⁕

"That shirtless hug was deliberate." you complained to him over coffee. A stark morning light filled the cafe — coincidentally, you and Satoru used to visit this one when you were teenagers.

"Gosh, you're still on about that? 'Must have really stirred you up." he winked flirtatiously. You rolled your eyes. Ah, it was just like old times. You two didn't change a bit.

"It didn't stir me up at all." you denounced, taking a sip of your beverage, almost burning the tip of your tongue on it.

"I'm sure you can't get the image of my sexy body out of your mind."

You groaned, "You still talk like you did when you were seventeen. Oh, yeah, anyways — how's it feel to be thirty?"

"What the hell! I'm twenty-nine!" he whined, blue eyes looking at you. A strip of light fell across the edge of his face, very slightly illuminating his eye.

"Basically thirty." you teased.

He shook his head at you. "I'm gonna get you back for that..."

"Oh yeah? How?"

He pulled out his phone, so you looked at him very suspiciously. Satoru sipped on his coffee and batted his eyes at his phone screen.

You received a message.

"What the — DON'T SEND ME YOUR GYM PICS."

He burst out laughing like a maniac. "I need your approval!" he joked.

"I've already seen enough of Gojo Satoru's chest this morning, thank you!" you said so loudly just as the waitress came over and asked if you two wanted anything else.

Satoru slid down and laughed chokingly, showing off those pretty canines. You muttered embarrassedly to the waitress that you didn't need anything else, then proceeded to scold Satoru, which only made him laugh harder.

"Hey — hey, Y/n, sweetheart — " he tried to speak through his laughter. His cheeks were so red, it reminded you of how red they glowed when you and him got drunk last night.

"What is it, Satoru?"

"I need to send you a pic, for approval of this other thing — "

"AH HELL NO."

"HAHAHA!!" he threw his head back.

You snatched his phone right out of his hands before he could even send that. "You're ridiculous!" you scolded, and he just made this dry hiccoughing laugh.

"But we're best friends! If I can't get approval from you then — "

"How are we still best friends after what you told me last night at the teahouse!" you laughed, "Dumbass!"

"What? What did I say? Oh my god, what did I say?" he sat up, looking half-serious now. "Ah, tell me! I have to know! Did I embarrass myself?"

The waitress was coming back over with the bill for you. You saw an opportune moment, and there was a devil on your shoulder that morning.

"You told me how you've 'always wanted to fuck me since you first met me' — but of course you were so drunk, how could you remember!" you told him with a dreadfully teasing tone.

His face went so red, it matched the shade of his hoodie.

"Uh... that'll be 400 yen..." the waitress muttered awkwardly.

#♥️ 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 — 五条悟 #🔞 #fluff #gojo #gojo satoru #satoru gojo #gojo saturo #gojo x reader #satoru x reader #gojo fluff #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk x y/n #jujustu kaisen #jjk gojo #jujutsu gojo #gojou satoru x reader #jjk satoru #jujutsu kaisen satoru #gojou satoru x you #jujutsu kaisen gojo #satoru #jujutsu kaisen x reader #fem reader #gojo x fem reader #gojo x y/n

[octuscle]

Hey, I need some urgent help! My boyfriend and I are enjoying the summer on a cruise. Its been great but he wanted to play in one of these stupid game shows. They call it a couples make over or something. We thought it would be funny, like just clothes or something. But they use the chronivac to give a real make over experience with audience input. Well apparently they thought it would be funny to turn my boyfriend into a hairy southern redneck with the thickest accent I've ever heard. I asked him if he's alright and I swear they must've dropped his IQ too. He sounds so stupid. And he's totally into it- he asked to stay this way for the rest of the trip! And now he keeps riling up the crowd telling them to give him a good southern boy to match him. They're taking me back stage now! Please, I need some help!

Okay. I'm afraid I'm late again. You're already on stage. Your transformation seems to have been successfully completed as well.

"Guys, thanks uh lot fahwar thuh transformation. Nuthin' beats thuh lads frum Alabama! Few wonna say sum reeyul dick, come visit us in cabin 1862!" you shout into the microphone. Your friend adds, "Don't knock, gist come in. But beware, we're always naked in thuh cabin. Git reddy fahwar twice 12 inches uh prime beef between our legs."

Dang, you two make a much prettier couple than before that way, though. Okay, you're both as thick as two short planks. But hell, you've got abs!

As a bonus, I made almost all of your tops disappear by the end of the cruise. All you have left are a couple of tank tops. And your necklaces. They go great with the huge belt buckles and the cowboy boots.

Now make your way to the karaoke bar. Sweet Home Alabama. At least twice. And afterwards something nice by Dolly Parton. Have fun!

Best place for finding pics like this is @redneckbromance

#male tf #muscle tf #reality change #chronivac #male transformation #muscle transformation #redneck tf

[alohaasaloevera]

TBH I THINK EVERYBODY WOULD’VE THRIVED AT LEAST A LITTLE BIT IF KLANCE WAS ONE-SIDED

KEITH BLUSHING SOMETIMES AT LANCE WHEN HE TEASES HIM???

OCCASIONALLY STARING AT HIM LONGINGLY??

LIKE IT CUTS TO LANCE TALKING, HE’S THE CENTER OF FOCUS and everything else in the background is just… backgrounding but from afar you can see Keith staring at him with a small smile on his face???

MAYBE A HUG AFTER KEITH COMES BACK?? I THINK THAT’S PUSHING IT TOO MUCH THOUGH

DREAMWORKS COULD’VE MADE THIS FILLER EPISODE OR SOMETHING WHERE LANCE BUYS A CAMERA AT THE EARTH SHOP AND TAKES SEVERAL PICTURES OVER THE COURSE OF A FEW DAYS

ONE SCENE SHOWS KEITH AND LANCE IN KEITH’S ROOM AND LANCE STARTS GOING ON ABOUT RELATIONSHIPS AND CRUSHES

“So… what about you? Got any person in mind for future Mrs. Red Lion?”

“Not really..”

“C’mon Mullet! There’s gotta be at least one girl you like!”

“No. Now get out.”

Then Lance takes a picture with Keith and tells him to keep it!!!

It ends with the door sliding closed. Keith looks at the picture before he leans on the cool metal, slowly slipping down until he’s on the ground with his face in his hands (DREAMWORKS GOTTA ADD THAT BLUSH TOO)

“Quiznak.”

OR IT’S KEITH PAUSING FOR A FEW SECONDS AFTER LANCE GOES OUT AND THEN HE STARES AT THE PICTURE BEFORE SAYING QUIZNAK???

I would’ve loved one-sided Klance tbh better than nothing

Sunset scene could be the same (maybe a tad bit more complimentary) but after Lance goes to GET THE GIRL, It shows Keith staring at the sunset with this bittersweet expression on his face????

In the end, Keith is happy for Lance but it still doesn’t erase the fact that he’s had a long-running MEGA BOY CRUSH on him. DreamWorks makes it so emotional that critics PRAISE the show!!!

But V:LD is a kids show after all, and it’s about giant space robots, so romance would not be the main target. One-Sided love is more complex, BUT STILL. JUST…SUBTLY

OHHH THE Q&AS TOO

“Does Keith love Lance?”

“I’m sure you can figure that out for yourself.”

KEITH LISTENING HIS EARS OFF TO ROMANTICIZING INDIE??? Y’ALL I REACHED A WHOLE STAGE OF DELUSIONAL. LUDICROUS. LUNATIC. MANIAC.

when the gold rays fell on your skin

awnd my hair got caught in the wind

thuh quier sang a melancholic hymn

(AHHAHHAHHAHHAHHAHH)

ine thuh morening you would be gone

ide b morning trina hold on

two ze memori uf ur luhips

gwad, eim souh luvseck

What have you done to me?

#voltron #vld #vld lance #vld keith #lance mcclain #keith kogane #klance #laith #CLAIMING MY DELULU BADGE #OH GOSH #WHAT IF #WHAT IF 💔💔 #OOOH LOVEEEE #NEVER KNEW WHAT I WAS MISSIN #I ALWAYS THOUGHT #I MIGHT BE BAD #aloe vera does it again guys #she did the word vomit thing again

[zoethebitch]

benoit blanc: but somethin' at the centuh of this case just irks me. yuh see, the jedi wuh wiped out, yes? and the clones wuh all decommissioned. the droid army was shut down and scrapped for pahrts. the clone wahr ended but why? who was the real victor here? who stood to benefit the most in thuh aftuhmath of it all?

[wickedcriminal]

"Let's take this nice and slow!"

...

"Tuh-Tuh-Toothless think he's gonna cruh--crash."

Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Younger looked up from his copy of the tailfin cheat sheet with a squeak of both horror and indignance, blue eyes wide. "Toothless!" He scolded to the little green creature curled over his shoulder. "Don't say things like that! I've been worried enough as it is!!"

Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Younger was posted dutifully at the cliffsides on the far side of the island, looking out at the sea as he waited for his brother to come into view. They'd been planning this for weeks, practicing religiously with wind and ropes and stakes and even a little cheat sheet that they drew up themselves.

Now it was time for a test drive. And Hiccup would never admit it to his older brother's face, but he was feeling quite sick to his stomach.

Toothless-- his little green Common or Garden or Terror or whatever he was-- was preening himself on his human's shoulder, tittering every so often about how stupid of an idea this was. It was a good thing his older brother didn't know dragonese, because the little dragon's words were really not encouraging.

"We just have to trust in his training," Hiccup murmured, trying to squash his nerves and think optimistically. "and the will of the gods."

The wind picked up, and a shadow crossed over the sun. Hiccup looked up in surprise and gasped as a black dragon finally swooped into view, crossing directly overhead as he flew out to the sea. If you squinted, you could see the tiny smudge of tan leather on the left tailfin. If you let your eyes trail farther up, you could see the slight green and brown of Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Elder, buckled securely to the saddle on the night fury's back.

He was right on time.

"Oh, he's gliding beautifully!" Hiccup gasped in amazement, feeling his fear fall away for just a moment so he could admire the scene. "Look at the way they ride the wind!! These cliffs create the perfect updraft, it was an excellent idea to come here--"

"Hu-Hu-Hu-Hiccup!!" Toothless interrupted, pointing with his wings. Hiccup quickly turned his attention to his older brother, who was making a gesture down at him. "That's fuh-fuh-four fingers!"

"Position four." Hiccup quickly noted the position on the cheat sheet in his hands, then held a thumbs up out to the flyers. It's go time.

The night fury and his rider banked wide, and once again Hiccup marveled at how well the tail held the wind. They wobbled only a little, the prosthetic slightly flimsier than the flesh and blood fin, but the night fury's euphoria at tasting the sky again was palpable even from all the way down here.

They tilted slightly downward into a slow dive, the wobbling becoming slightly more pronounced as they corrected their balance. Hiccup the Younger held his breath as they rushed toward the rocky arch, praying to Thor, to Woden, to Freya-- come on, Hiccup, come on Toothless...

And they sailed straight through without a hitch.

"Yes!!" Hiccup bounced on his toes a few times, laughing breathlessly. "It worked!! That was so graceful, they haven't even hit any--!"

Ow. Spoke too soon.

Ouch! Twice?!

Toothless giggled on Hiccup's shoulder. "Duh-Duh-Do ya still think they lo-look graceful?"

"Oh shush." Hiccup muttered, and squinted out at the flyers again. His brother was making gestures again. "How many fingers now?"

"Thuh--Three." Toothless observed.

Position three. Hiccup checked the sheet again, and give him another thumbs up. He was starting to feel much more optimistic about this, seeing how well their training was being put into action. Maybe this would end well after all.

The elder Hiccup and Toothless the night fury climbed into the sky. The prosthetic tilted and sent them into circle as they rose, but it only made the endeavor look all the more exciting. Down on the ground, Hiccup only watched in awe and tried to imagine what euphoria his brother must be feeling right now.

And then they fell.

And Hiccup's stomach fell with them.

"Oh gods--" Hiccup gasped, throwing his hands up to his mouth. "Oh no oh no oh no no no--!!"

Rider and dragon had been separated somehow, plummeting side by side, twisting and turning in the air. The faint dot that was their cheat sheet fluttered high and away from them, swishing like an idle bird. There was no hope of getting it back, now. Hiccup could only watch in horror, white hot panic clutching his lungs like dragon talons.

"Oh gods, oh gods he's going to crash he's going to die--!!" He babbled, yanking his hands into his hair and crushing his copy of the cheat sheet against his head. And then-- beard of Thor, his cheat sheet!

"Toothless!" He yelled, shoving the crumpled paper into the tiny dragon's face. "Take this to him! Help him get back on Big Toothless!"

"Wuh-Wuh-Why does Toothless have to do it--" Toothless complained, but then Hiccup gave him a sharp 'NOW!!' and the little dragon was off, quick as a flash and muttering all the way.

The next few moments felt painstakingly slow. Hiccup saw his brother catch up to and grab onto his night fury, and he even saw the flash of green that deposited the extra cheat sheet into his hand.

With a painful looking jerk, Big Toothless's wings snapped open to parachute their fall. But they were going too fast, rushing straight at a cluster of sea stacks. They wouldn't be able to turn in time. They were going to crash straight into the rocks, and they were going to die.

The extra cheat sheet that Hiccup had wanted so badly to get to his brother was then tossed aside. Of course it was. The was no need for it, now. Hiccup tried not to cry, watching with wide, burning eyes as flyer and rider disappeared into the stacks. They were gone.

And yet... he waited. Maybe... just maybe...

He waited.

And waited.

And...

Like a prayer answered, they flew back out, a flash of black and green.

They did it!! Hiccup's heart jumped into his throat again, this time in joy. He jumped up with his fists in the air, copying his brother's own wild gesture of triumph. He whooped so loud they'd have heard it in Valhalla.

The test drive was a success.

#httyd #half brothers au #httyd books #my art #i just;; want the iconic test flight to have an audience #i phonetically spell out toothless's stutter the way david tennant does it in the audiobooks so just imagine his voice when you read it #httyd fic #how to train your dragon #how to train your dragon books #I'm gonna get started on asks soon! thanks for your patience guys <33

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Hey Steph! I hope you are having a wonderful holiday season!

The holidays always put me in a Sherlock kind of mood and I was looking for a specific fic. And now I have a far fetched request.

I was thinking recently about a fic I read years ago in which Sherlock developed aphasia. Great fic where he works with a speech therapist and John and they come up with ways to help him communicate. I loved the fic and was wanting to read it again.

Through some research I found that it's Synthesis by LapOtter on AO3. So normally, that would be the end of it. But here's where the far fetched comes in.

Turns out the author deleted all their works. There is, thankfully, a podfic that still exists (bless you consulting_smartass). But I was hoping to read it. I found no luck on the way back machine. Is there any chance one of your wonderful Lovelys saved a copy of the fic anywhere?

I hope you and your Lovelys and your Nonnys are having a fantastic holiday season!

Hi Lovely!!

Happy holidays to you as well, Lovely, and I hope both Christmas and New Year's went well for you!!! :D

I've actually had a similar ask in the past, and I was given the WebArchive link for the fic, so you can grab it from there!

[Podfic] Synthesis by consulting_smartass [WEBARCHIVE LINK for STORY] (E, 4h,59m,42s, 15 Ch. || Aphasia, Brain Injury, Mute Sherlock, Podfic, First Time, Angst, Hopeful Ending) – syn·the·sis [sin-thuh-sis] /ˈsɪnθəsɪs/ noun, plural syn·the·ses. 1. the combining of the constituent elements of separate material or abstract entities into a single or unified entity ( opposed to analysis, ) the separating of any material or abstract entity into its constituent elements. 2. a complex whole formed by combining.a·pha·sia [uh-fey-zhuh] /əˈfeɪʒə/ noun. 1. the loss of a previously held ability to speak or understand spoken or written language, due to disease or injury of the brain.

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It is very sad to see the fic gone, because I would have loved to have the ePub of it for my iBooks, but I respect if the author had their reasons to delete it <3

If you need a tutorial for downloading webarchive fics, you can check out this post here. If you want to convert it to ePubs, you can do it on Google docs, BUT most e-readers support PDFs.

And just as a disclaimer to all, PLEASE do not repost the story anywhere!!

#steph replies #johnlock fic recs #synthesis #podfics #mute sherlock

[sivavakkiyar]

pronunciation of names in English is always funny because it also doesn’t follow strict cultural rules. At this point I’m going to say the standard American pronunciation of Kamala is (I don’t know how to do actual pronunciation guides) is ‘Kuh-MAH-luh’, as opposed to the standard South Asian ‘Kum-ala’ (hope that got across)

this is funny because I’m a huge Matana Roberts fan, right? Huge. Every album since day 1 for a decade. I have boots. I have *favorite* boots. You remember that album she did with Tortoise? I remember that album she did with Tortoise.

anyway I always pronounced her first name ‘MAH-thuh-nuh’. And I remember taking my ex to the first time I saw her live and she said at the end when she was giving her work and piece’s explanation ‘by the way, my name isn’t Sanskrit, I’m sorry but it bugs me, it’s not ‘MAH-thuh-nuh’, it’s ‘Mah-TA-nuh’. I crawled into my seat. I Gregor Samsa’d. I died a little that day

#worst part? I knew better. kinda. sorta #according to her that’s the most common pronunciation of her name in general and that was surprising to me #why use the sanskritic assumption in that case? Weird #this wasn’t to me I swear!!

[bookishbrigitta]

I have another plot bunny (Wookiee?), and Chewbacca needs a daughter. I can't figure out which ending sounds the best. The humans will call her Kirla most of the time.

You're my only hope

#wookiee #chewbacca #baby names #oc building #my original name for her from 2012 no longer works #because it's a more obvious derivative of Kira #you can't name your daughter after your best friend's ex #help me hellsite you're my only hope #star wars #polls #chewbacca's family #i'm doubling down on the acid trip Holiday Special

[dnickels]

I thought Cillian Murphy's performance in Oppenheimer was great but he did make a weird choice when speaking authoritatively to pitch his cadence upwards-- if that's the correct way to describe he, he tosses himself up at the end of sentences. I think its meant to be grandiose-- I am thinking specifically of the "bottle of BEER" delivery. But I have internalized it and started muttering to myself "but of course you could put two tablespoons of olive oil in this skillet-- but I assure you, Mr. President, this dish can only ascend the pinnacle of American genius...with THUH-RHREE"

#I watched interviews with the actual guy and as far I can tell he does the opposite #tends to run down by the end of his sentences #But alas I live permanently in the year 1882 so who's to sy

[catgirlforeskin]

Wreath is pronounced like "ree-thuh", what hick ass pit did you learn English in

I learned English somewhere where they taught us how to stop making sounds when the word ends you European

💂‍♀️Oi sit by the hearthuh for warmthuh after I brush my teethuh to protect my toothuh healthuh. Took an oathuh in my youthuh that I’d brush twice a day until my deathuh, it’s the truthuh 🇬🇧

#asks

[meteor752]

We need part two of The Shovel Talk

Here ya go

Jekiv: I wouldn’t date him if I were you

Ren: Wait I thought you hated your dad, why would you care if we were together or not

Jekiv: Oh I don’t, but trust me it’s ended horribly the previous three times. Don’t take the risk

***

Novo: Foremaist he gaed fawr Cleo 'n' noo ya? What’s th’ ol’ man’s fahkin’ deal wi' yer fowk mate?

Martyn, who still doesn’t know where he fucking is: ??????????

***

Johnny: Mah old folk is very happy together, so yawl stay thuh H-E double toothpicks awf frum pa alright! Homewrecker!

Joel:

Joel: Jimmy and I are not together

Johnny: Yawl’re not?

***

Wes: Everybody just stop marrying my dad!

Etho:

Tango:

Cleo:

Doc:

Skizz who is somehow there:

Etho again, they got married and divorced again during this pause:

Beef:

Keralis:

Ren:

Etho once more:

Scar:

Impulse:

Impulse: Are you okay buddy?

***

Bonus:

Mummy: -and then we drop the piranhas, okay not before! This will only work if they come after the snake attacks and the death laser

Skim: [Nodding while taking notes]

Zee: What are you guys doing? :)

Mummy:

Skim:

Mummy: Plotting an evil plan on how to kill everyone who’s ever tried to form a relationship with our parents

Zee:

Zee: Cool can I help?? :D

#double life smp #dlsmp #dlsmp fankids #dlsmp children #double life fankids #jekiv inthelittlewood #rendog #treebark #Novo major-moon #martyn inthelittlewood #majorwood #Johnathan ‘Johnny’ Tek #joel smallishbeans #team rancher #solidaritek #smallidarity #Wes double-SV #Not tagging all the people or all the ships here lol #impulse sv #Impdubs #Sklizzumbo #Skim #Zee #Mummy #I had this in the works already lol #Thought I’d finish it and all

[chemicaljacketslut]

sorry to be a nuisance but you’re like the resident IT expert that I follow and Google is not giving me a straight answer. I gotta fucking ask, in the book did the losers just fucking bully pennywise to death like in the movie? Huge let down if so ngl

okay first of all this is NOT a nuisance to me every time someone asks me an It question i vibrate at an audible speed. thank you

the short answer is no but also yes kind of a little bit. don’t worry i WILL elucidate.

the way the Losers defeat pennywise in the book is, granted, really convoluted and difficult to adapt to screen. it’s basically an altered version of something called the ritual of chüd. in the universe of It, the ritual comes from a forgotten himalayan tradition where a holyman and their equivalent of pennywise, called the taelus, bite each other’s tongues and tell each other riddles/jokes until one of them laughs. if the taelus laughs first, it’s banished for 100 years, and if the holyman laughs, the taelus steals his soul. but all of this is like a super psychic crazy metaphysical battle, not a literal biting of tongues and joke-off. funnily enough, in the actual ritual the losers execute, the first one to laugh is the one who wins, both times.

so as kids, bill does this ritual of chüd with pennywise, but they just have this whole dramatic psychic conversation instead of telling jokes. essentially, bill calls upon the power of positive childhood belief to kill It, since negative belief and fear is what feeds It. so after some help from maturin the cosmic turtle who vomited up the universe, bill chants his tongue twister (“he thrusts his fists against the posts and still insists he sees the ghosts”) and thinks this whole thing:

(Chüd, this Chüd, stand, be brave, be true, stand for your brother, your friends; believe, believe in all the things you have ever believed in […] that there is a Tooth Fairy who lives in a huge enamel castle, and Santa Claus below the North Pole, making toys with his trove of elves […] believe in yourself, believe in the heat of that desire)

He suddenly began to laugh in the darkness, not in hysteria but in utter delighted amazement.

“OH SHIT, I BELIEVE IN ALL OF THOSE THINGS!” he shouted, and it was true. […] He turned his face up, and suddenly he felt power rush through him.

and thus he psychically defeats pennywise. but it was like they’d won the battle but not the war, because as we know, It returned ~26 years later.

as adults, the Losers—minus stan (dead) and mike (hospitalized)—confront It again, and again bill begins the ritual. except when he tries to spiritually bite Its tongue, he misses. but richie comes in clutch and swoops in and bites It, and then he starts kind of joking to himself and laughing and doing his Voices (impressions) at It, which hurts It a lot. he manages to find bill in this psychic realm and he saves him. but that means It is shaking them loose. so as bill and richie are returning to reality, eddie jumps in and, while he doesn’t really engage in chüd, he does hurt It.

[Eddie] leaped at It, triggering the aspirator at the same time, and for an instant all his childhood belief in the medicine came back to him […] It was good medicine, strong medicine, and […] he triggered the aspirator into one of Its ruby eyes.

He felt-heard Its scream—no rage this time, only pain, a horrid screaming agony.

and then, well. It fatally tears his arm off. eddie’s death gives bill and richie the motivation to push through and kill It. bill has georgie to fight for, richie has eddie. actually though richie ends up having more focus/motivation, because It distracts bill with his wife, who is being held captive.

“That’s Audra!” Bill shouted desperately. “Thuh-That’s AUDRA!”

“I don’t give a shit if it’s the Pope,” Richie said grimly. “Eddie’s dead and we’re going to kill It, if It’s still alive. We’re going to finish the job this time, Big Bill. Either she’s alive or she’s not. Now come on!”

ben destroys the eggs It laid (pennywise’s truest form that humans can see is a female spider that was pregnant, it’s a whole other thing) by just. physically stomping on them. and bill and richie go up and simultaneously psychically punch it and then they just. start beating the shit out of it and tearing it apart (psychically? physically? both i think) until bill rips Its heart out and crushes it. and finally It is dead.

so like, i didn’t include the quotes here but all of the Losers who speak to It during these battles do scream some form of “fuck you” at It and richie especially bullies It a little bit, and this does definitely hurt it at some points (especially with richie’s whole battle), but that’s not really what defeats It.

tl;dr, the power of love and friendship is basically what killed pennywise in the book, which is kind of what the whole book is all about.

#the movie version of them bullying pennywise to death is like. really fucking funny to me though #as the It musical pennywise so eloquently put it: NOO IM GOING TO DIE BECAUSE YOURE CONFIDENTTT!!! #hope you enjoyed this way-too-in-depth answer #this is what happens when im asked an It question i Will go so in depth and have So much fun doing it #also btw i am not meaning to sound condescending by overexplaining i just don’t know how much u and other people know. yk #like idk the movies never call richie’s impressions Voices with a capital V so. you know how it is seventeen layers of autism #asks #it stephen king

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Class reunion

If the class reunion had not taken place at the same time as your father's 50th birthday, you would never have made another trip to your old home country. It took you enough time to get the place to study in New England. Losing your Southern accent. To finish your engineering studies at the top of your class. And in a week, you'll start your first real job. In the research and development department of the company whose farm equipment your father sells and repairs.

For your father's birthday party, you packed the suit you bought for your first day at work. For the class reunion a polo shirt and chinos. And otherwise a few clothes for the morning run. And a pair of jeans and a change of t-shirts. Nothing great. You're only going to be gone for a few days. Even before you leave, you can't wait to get back to Boston.

It was so obvious! Of course, your suitcase doesn't arrive. And you desperately needed a change of clothes after the stupid chick next to you spilled the orange juice all over you. Well, your father is already waiting outside. Let's see if you can stop somewhere to do some shopping.

You go straight home. Your father thinks that there are still enough of your old clothes at home. And so that you can get out of the wet and sticky clothes, he gets a reasonably clean T-shirt from the footwell of the back seat. It doesn't feel bad to sit next to your father in the car. The breeze cools your freshly epilated chest. And the T-shirt smells like real work. When you arrive home, the entire family is already gathered. You don't even have a chance to change. The birthday party is already in full swing. Your father hits his beer bottle with a wrench and asks for silence. He is happy that everyone is there. But he's especially happy that his son has returned today after successfully completing his studies to whip his father's business into shape.

Bloody hell! What is this? We didn't agree on this… Everyone is looking at you expectantly. You can't crash your father's birthday party now, can you? So you say you're glad to be back and that it makes you proud to bring your ideas from your studies at the agricultural school here in the state to the company. "Taylor & Son, Farm Machinery" is written on your T-shirt. Everyone cheers. And your dad gives you a big hug.

You'd forgotten ha day celebrated here. You used to have wild parties in da fraternity, too. But this haz really been hell. But there's nothing uh gud breakfast from your mom can't fix. But as soon as you sit down at da table, one of your father's apprentices pokes his head into da kitchen n asks if you cud take uh look at uh customer's combine harvester. It's uh gud thing you had already put on your overalls. N so da workday starts right away. But hey, nothing works without you. You are da best mechanic in da district. You completed your training with distinction. N now you've been uh foreman in your father's company for years.

Fuck, thuh reunion uh chur mechanic class! Yawl forgot all bout it. Yawl quickly wartch churself with thuh wartchcloth at thuh back uh thuh rain barrel. Ahm shore thuther lads habumt changed either. In fact, most uh them come in work clothes. After all, it's gist another bender in chur best pal's ode barn. Yawl nevur know how thay'll end up. But it's uh good thang yawl took thuh precaution uh not wearin' underwear. 

#male tf #reality change #redneck tf #male transformation #muscle transformation

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Crossover Short Transcript: The Sentinel of the City meets the Flames of Justice

Just some silly crossover of Eis Glover from Balan Wonderworld meeting Fireman from Megaman, hope you guys like it! 🔥🚒

*It all started in the big city, where everyone all shapes and sizes and species are just minding their own business, and it's a perfect day for the firefighters to save the day, the firetruck stops at a building and out comes Eis Glover, one of the inhabitants of Balan's Theater who has been told to investigate the building for any fires. The firetruck drives off and left the firefighter alone.

Eis Glover: *gulps* ok Eis, you can do it, just be brave like Leo Craig and Emma Cole said. *He walks to the entrance of the building and enters the building, where he is hit by this extreme heat* Phew it's very hot in here! *He walks through the heat while looking around* Whoever works here must be a crazy man who works a furnace for a living. *Then, he heard footsteps* Huh? Who's there?! *He continues walking until he stopped, because he saw some fire blasting nearby him which he doesn't got caught on fire to his relief* Ah! *He backs away and there he sees a figure he didn't see before as the fire reveal the being in question; a human like being with no hands, he gasps in shock, bringing the stranger's attention as he turns around, his eyes are yellow and red, and he looks at Eis in a kind of menacing way, making the firefighter quiver in fire as he walks towards him while Eis backs away a little until...*

???: Hey thair sir, you ok? *The firefighter looks around*

Eis: *points at the being in front of him* Did you said that?

???: Yep. *The Lights turns on and while it happens, the stranger continues talking* Everhoo, thuh nuh-ame's Fuhreman, ahm one awf thuh laahyt robots an a waste disposal robot. *once all of the lights are turned on, the stranger is revealed to be Fireman, a Waste Disposal Robot with not just fire powers, but a southern accent as his eyes turns to white and blue* Ah would 'ave shay-uk your meathook, but ah don''t have any, jus' thayse! *He raises his handless hands in the air and then, FWOOOOSHHHH!! Fire came out of them*

Eis: *he looks in shock* Was that...Fire?!

Fireman: Darn-Tootin, mah flames ahr made for burnin' down traysh, heck eve-yn ah kay-yun use 'em for justice! Purty daisy huh? *Eis was too spooked to speak...a man with no hands, no mouth and fire on top of its head is a robot? And its fire is used for justice?!* Hey, you're lookin' afeared, you alright? *Eis didn't say anything, and then he started running out of the building while screaming in fear* Hey hey hey! Where in tarnation are you Leg-Bailing off to?! *starts chasing after him as scene cuts to Eis running and screaming, then Fireman runs towards him* Come back hair!

Eis: Heelllp! I'm being chased by Fire Robot with no hands and no mouth!!

Fireman: Hey! Ahm no Bad Egg, Ahm not aboutt-ta go hurt ya! Acknowledging to the corn! An' Ah do 'ave a bazoo, it's jus' hidden in maah helmet!

Eis: *not convinced* Get away from me!! *Once he stops and catches his breath, he scrambles and climbs up a tree, he gets up there once Fireman arrives to the scene*

Fireman: Sir? Sir where ahr ya? *He looks around until he heard a sneeze* huh? *He looks up and sees Eis up in the tree* How in tarnation did ya git uhp thair?

Eis: *yelps and shakes while closing his eyes in fear* Please don't hurt me!

Fireman: Hold ya horses, ahm not goin' t' burn ya or anythin', ah jus' wanted t' guh-reet ya.

Eis: Sorry man, just that I am still scared of fires, and you are fire powered! Helllp!

Fireman: *Sighs while crossing his arms and nodding sideways with his eyes closed* This is goin' ta be a long day.

(End of Transcript)

#balan wonderworld #bww #megaman #megaman classic #eis glover #fireman #megaman fireman #transcripts #short transcripts #crossover

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#leaving my button out bc i know what im gnna pick.