#which is a funny thing to say about this particular fella

[elexaria]

living with ghoap was nice. two big burly fellas to keep you company, to reach the top shelves in the kitchen for you, to absolutely plough you into the mattress when you couldnt itch your own scratch for once. they were good lads.

but there were countless times where they’d be away for work, so you knew you couldnt be fully dependent on them. they knew that too, so they weren’t exactly going to object to you having fun without them. so long as you were happy and safe, they were content.

but fuck, the men out there are absolutely horrible to deal with. sleazy, there’s just… no ability to have any kind of banter with these things that think only with their cocks.

until you meet kilgöre alexander.

he’s gigantic, his shoulders probably share the same width as mount everest’s base. easily, kilgöre is the tallest man you’ve ever been with. he dwarfs simon in size, which is very telling in itself.

it’s hard to pry away at who kilgöre is as a person. he’s austrian, likes keeping himself to himself. absolutely refuses to tell you what he does for a living, because it’s on a need to know basis. “sounds like something a terrorist would say.” you jokingly coo one night at dinner, smirking as he rolls his foggy blue eyes at your comment. “har har, very funny.” he mockingly says, the corners of his lips twitching ever so slightly.

he’s one of the best things that’s happened to you in a while. he doesn’t know about the particular living arrangement you share with simon and johnny— like he says, it’s on a need to know basis. plus, you haven’t boned either of them since you met this fella. ghoap know what’s up, but they’re not bothered by it. they’re just glad to see you doing well for yourself. “ye have a glow about ye, love.” johnny coos in your ear one day, smirking as he watches you fluster and flounder around the kitchen, trying to make excuses. “it’s the vitamins i’m taking” this and “i’ve quit dairy” that. he knows the truth, simon know its too.

but there’s one thing that makes the attachment to this man absolutely unbearable.

he disappears from time to time.

some days it’s only a couple of days, maybe a couple of weeks at a push. absolutely no contact.

he swears it’s to do with his line of work, that one day he’ll be able to tell you everything. but for now, he asks just for one thing.

“just… wait for me.”

it’s been almost a month with no contact from kilgöre, and it feels like every morning with no text, no nothing, you have a growing pit inside of you that can’t stop gnawing at you, eating you up whole. what the fuck? what could he possibly do for a career that makes it so he goes days without checking his phone? it makes you feel sick to your stomach. what if he’s in a gang or something?

besides, how the fuck can you keep on waiting for someone who you don’t even know is even alive? for all you know, this behemoth of a man has been hog tied and dumped at the bottom of a lake with cinder blocks strapped to his feet. how are you supposed to wait for someone who shows no signs of leaving or coming back?

“that light in yer eyes has dulled.” johnny remarks one evening, a sad smile on his lips. your eyebrows knit together, feigning confusion. “huh? oh, yeah. uh… it’s the gluten intolerance i reckon.” you murmur to yourself, flashing a weak smile to consolidate his inquisitive gaze. “i’m fine, though.”

simon huffs as he leers next to you, skilfully flaying pieces of fish with a pensive look. both you and johnny glance at him, which only makes him grunt in response. you furrow your eyebrows at him, urging him to elaborate on what the pressing issue is.

“we reckon shit’s hit the fan with that new bloke of yours.” simon bluntly replies as he wipes off the chopping board with a damp cloth, hands gently scooping up guts, scales and delicate fish bones to dispose of. you scoff, eyes never leaving the cuts of fish meat that rest on a plate, waiting to be delicately battered and fried up.

“whatev—“

“and i know you, you’ll try and refute the truth that i know what’s going on. that we know what’s going on. so, none of this nonsense, alright? what’s up?”

johnny and simon silently watch you, their simultaneous waiting for any reaction from you making your skin crawl. at first, you scowl and huff. shifting your weight from foot to foot as you become defensive. simon cuts you off again, “none of that bollocks. tell the truth.”

you give in. on bated breath, you explain the whole situation. how kilgöre is the kind of man you had never expected to fall for, how he had managed to steal your attention even while being so elusive and secretive. how you desperately want him to come back to you, like he said he would.

johnny frowns, and simon nods in your direction, wiping his blood stained hands with the damp cloth. “fishy hands.” he murmurs, wiggling his fingers to prove he can’t comfort you with a hug. johnny nods, swiftly making his way around the kitchen island to come give you a warm hug. it’s a solid hug, one you’d never object to having. johnny’s large hands rub circles to your back, his bearded chin resting against your shoulder as he sways gently.

simon stands behind johnny, holding eye contact with you as he continued to carefully clean his hands. he raises his eyebrows in thought, before glancing down at his fingernails as he begins to meticulously clean underneath them to rid his skin of all things fish.

“this… kilgöre bloke. i reckon if he’s the one, he’s worth waitin’ for. but don’t think for a second he should get away with leavin’ you this long without so much as a text, yeah? rip ‘im a new one when he comes back.” he advises, glancing back up at you with a slight smirk when he hears you chuckle, your laugh strained with emotion.

he steps closer, carefully tilting your chin up so you can meet his gaze better. he gently wipes a stray tear from your cheek. “if he’s the man you think he is, he’ll explain everything if you ask him to. and if he does? great. if he doesn’t?” you wince at the idea, frowning.

he sighs, pressing a gentle kiss to your brow.

“then he’s a bloody eejit, as our johnny boy would say.”

#elexaria writes #cod x reader #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #poly!ghoap #poly!ghoap x reader #könig #könig x reader

[firekitten830]

tell us about that funny clown fella of yours. What’s his deal

He’s a magical girl (gender neutral) with the power of Brutal Honesty, by which I mean he can essentially cast vicious mockery from dnd but only if he believes what he’s saying is true. And it hurts way way more.

He’s also got a stupidly huge hammer named “honesty” lol

He does not want to be a hero because he fully believes that he is a piece of shit and that he cannot change. He is wrong on both accounts.

Anyway when he’s not doing hot jester shit™️ (jester, not a clown, the distinction doesn’t matter in most contexts but it Matters Here) he’s a uni student. Majoring in computer science and minoring (or double majoring in) some kind of arts. He’s got a particular interest in fashion and sewing, as well as historical costuming especially when it comes to theater. He also likes to draw but doesn’t consider himself very good at it, and he cosplays! Yknow those ppl who go to ren faires dressed up as beautiful fairies. He does that kind of thing

He also has a reputation for purposefully goading people into saying shit that they can get cancelled for, and calling people out for being shitty both online and irl. He gets his ass kicked on a somewhat regular basis for this because he does not have the physical strength to back up the shit he says (when he’s not in Jester Mode, that is)

He is mean to people he thinks deserve it, and otherwise is just really brutally honest.

Easiest way to get on his bad side is to punch down. He cannot stand people who abuse their power and he WILL take them down a notch. If the words don’t work. Hammer

he also has a funny little magical mascot/mentor fella like a lot of magical girls seem to have. But instead of being some kind of creature, they’re a spirit that possessed and possibly bonded with his favorite plushie from when he was like 6 years old. Her name is Thalia she is a little plush dragon that at this point is like… a ship of theseus plushie. Querella learned to sew to patch that thing up and has just been doing that for the last decade and a half

#combat answers #querella #my ocs

[alifeasvivid]

Life Update

First I wanna say, that seeing a bunch of artists posting new art (I presume you guys are "refugees" from the great unknown) is a fantastic jolt of happiness in my soul and it's really making me feel inspired in a way that I haven't for... quite some time.

And that bit is more what this post is about. The lack of inspiration and such is not due to the fandom or tumblr or My Boys Whom I Love Equally and I Can Prove It.

In May 2022 I got laid off from the job I had for 4 years. After several months on unemployment and fruitless job searching, I decided to give it a rest and just take as much time off as I could. I did some contract work during the winter, but this past May, I went back to work full time.

Fellas. It's rough. However, this whole experience did really throw into sharp relief what I actually want out of life: autonomy. And time to do whatever the hell I want. To not have to show up and be anywhere on someone else's behest for any length of time, much less 8 hours a day, 5 days a week.

This particular job is very meh, but I'm not too fussed about it (other than the people kinda suck to spend 40 goddamn hours a week with) BECAUSE

the lease on my apartment is up at the end of this month, I gave my notice and I will be moving. No I'm not telling you where, if you can guess that's fine and if you know you know. I'm doing this to further my education in my field.

It's scary af. I do not have really enough money to move, I currently have no housing or job set up in the new city. I have Manda. I have to pack. I have to clean this place, I have to work 40 goddamn hours a week, and everything is just stress. Stress all over the place.

The point of this is not to get sympathy from anyone or words of encouragement. The point of this really is to just say thank you to everyone who follows me, especially to my mutuals. You guys mean so much to me. This blog and this little corner of the internet I've hollowed out for myself from which I can watch all of you do really cool things, say funny shit, and reblog memes that I just.... do not understand (LOL) is so important and special to me.

I'll never regret coming back to Hetalia, I'll never regret making this blog, and I'll sure as shit never regret spending an indefensible amount of time on My Boys Whom I Love Equally. They bring me joy. This blog ultimately brings me joy... and so do all of you.

Thank you and thank you for reading all of this if you did.

ALSO

the tag count doesn't lie! booyah.

#sndr.5fm #long post

[waugh-bao]

Ron I’d particular comment reminded me of a concert I was watching where Charlie threw his empty juice bottle off stage. I thought that was unusual for him. A few moments later he is talking to someone and pointing, I’m sure asking them to pick up the bottle. I imagine he was like ‘I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me’ and had to make sure the bottle was placed in the trash. Unrelated but have you seen his Q magazine 2008 interview? A good one.

I wouldn't be surprised if it was a grip strength issue. His hands were often in painfully bad shape after a show.

So my guess would be that he misjudged how good a hold he had on the bottle and let go when he only meant to swing his arms forward a little.

I hadn't until you mentioned it, but thank you for pointing me that way, because it's really, really good. Which is a relative rarity with Charlie interviews.

First off, perfect title and subheading.

But I thought the bits about "keeping Mick and Keef in line", and just Mick and Keith in general, were incredibly striking. And quite touching, to be honest.

As always, Keith has a good quote for the occasion.

"Charlie is incredibly honest, brutally honest. Lying bores him. He just sees right through you to start with. And he's not even that interested in knowing, he just does. That's Charlie Watts. He just knows you immediately. If he likes you, he'll tell you things, give you things, and you'll leave feeling like you've been talking to Jesus Christ."

But he's right. The two biggest things you notice in the profile are that he sugarcoats nothing (if there's anyone he's brutal on, it's himself), and that he clearly not only loves Mick and Keith deeply, but knows them totally.

Not least because he'd been dealing with them at their worst for longer than most marriages.

Journalist: You're often perceived as the mediator.

Charlie: No, it's more that I'm just stuck in the middle. I get along with Mick and Keith, so if ever they don't get on for that minute...

He never tries to hide Mick's flaws, but it's obvious that his faults and foibles aren't what really matters to Charlie.

Journalist: What were your impressions of Mick when you first met him? He's from a more middle-class background.

Charlie: I don't know, really. I never felt that. Looking at him now, in that movie [Shine A Light], with all the old footage, you think, "Fucking hell", but he's still the same to me, in many ways. Really, though, I think Mick has become a nicer bloke as we've got older. He's an even nicer fella now than when he was younger. Wisdom has brought some mellowing, maybe, while Keith's exactly the same. I've always got on with Mick, but I find him much easier to talk to now than when we were younger.

The section about Keith...gosh, where to start.

It is very amusing to see him echoing everyone else in saying that Keith's not nearly so scary as he wants to come off as.

Journalist: Some people say Keith has the darker temper of the two [Glimmer Twins]. Is that right?

Charlie: I think that he shows his temper quicker, that's all. Keith will say he'll hit you, but most likely won't, while Mick wouldn't even say it.

But he's also quick to do what I think he may do better than anyone else in the band, which is give genuine insight on Keith and cut through the image. He knows there's something deeper than a make pretend pirate or a battered old junkie there, and he wants other people to see it too.

Journalist: I saw Keith at the Berlin Film Festival in February, where he was being his stereotypical self, all one-liners and slurred speech. Is he really like that?

Charlie: Yes, although Keith plays up to his reputation a bit. He exaggerates a few things. But basically how you saw him is how he is; he's very funny, normal, kind. Mick and Keith are great at the one-liners. Keith's very lucid and very bright. Keith reads tons, a lot of history. He is erudite and intelligent. But you're right, in those circumstances he does play up the side people want to see. But, of course, he is like that as well. He's incredibly self-sufficient. He's pretty good at cooking, too!

And the last part, well, speaks for itself.

Journalist: You bonded with Keith very early on.

Charlie: I think I recognized a lot of Keith. When the Stones get together, it's like school days again. It's run like being in the army, and it feels like being at school. Honestly, I almost know what Keith thinks. It's like we've been in the same class for so long, and we've been through so much together.

#honestly I love all of it #especially the comments about Keith #no wonder they adored him that much #he was so insightful #and kind #the rolling stones #the married trio #ask response #anonymous #mick jagger #keith richards #charlie watts #old married band

[abbinurmel]

here is another peculiar yet effective way that I have found to chase the blues or the BRAINFOGS away

So hear me out

You fellas ever watch videodunkey? If you don't, go pick just one video of his to watch, so you get the kinda jist about who he is.

Ok now seriously, stay with me, hold up.

Some of you are gonna like this video. Some of you are gonna find it dumb or annoying. Either reaction equally is okay. No concern if you actively play or like videogames, or you like or dislike this guy's opinion on any game franchise, or if you like HIM, as in the irl guy, or his persona. You do not have to regularly be a fan of his to do this. You can even dislike him if you want. BUT. But. Here is the thing, here is your new amazing coping mechanism tool that I swear totally works at getting me out of my own negative head, whenever I'm in a braindead funk...

You gotta narrate your life, like a game commenter. A stupid ass comedic sort of game commenter. You are reviewing this game, which stars you, the avatar of the main character, but you are also, either out loud, or in thought, gonna pretend you are the guy PLAYING WITH THE CONTROLS. You are not merely talking to yourself, but imagine you're always talking from a safe distance behind a mic and a fourth wall.

And the game, of "Your Name Goes Here", does not have to be *good.* In fact, the more stupid, boringly mundane, broken or confusing the game is, usually the more popular and funnier a videogame review is too. -So every time you just are pulling thru your regular day, even if you screw up or panic, try to remind yourself that this is only a glitchy dollar bin game you randomly picked up. You don't know what each day holds same way a reviewer doesn't know how good or lame their first playthru is. Speak honestly about it and your feelings as you 'play,' exactly how you are feeling and what you are planning to do, moment to moment, like you're just blindly puppeting around the character thru the level.

"I'm gonna make some spaghetti! Here we go...oh, I hafta collect my ingredients first..."

"man my chest hurts, this sucks...I need a recharge. This is so tiresome."

"I can't get this character to do the thing again...jeesh, OOH looky HERE ladies and gentlemen, we found the car keys, YES!

Or you just breathe and think it out in your head and imagine your doofy game nerd is patiently coaxing you on.

"Cmon guy. Make the bed. You can do it. Up. Up we go. Outta bed now. Here we go ye-...yes....uh....ah UP. HERE WE GO, AWRIGHT, THAT'S IT!-"

If you don't wanna use dunkey, use Jacksepticeye or GameGrumps, whoever your favorite gamer reviewer is. Or even better, if you like OC making, then why not invent your own gamer critic nerd persona? Make them as charming or geeky and scummy as you want, they can be like you, or they can be as far fetchedly different as you can imagine, make em be a fat gay octopus, or anime catgirls or aliens from space if you want. It doesn't matter. The idea is to playfully distance yourself without dissociation but total lighthearted IMMERSION into your present moment of life.

Next time that you're arriving into a cloud of melancholic doom, a pointless meandering, a miserable gloomy frustrated tired burnout crapfest; or just another regular day of ADHD braindead funk.... I want you to verbally talk to yourself, or at least mentally, like the character persona of videodunkey does. His voice is too stupid to be taken seriously and that is kind of half the point.

Imagine your day is a crappy little new videogame that this guy or some otyouher doofus is reviewing and trying out. They are there to hawk and support you, show you off and talk you up as a product, but, at end of the day, they might also simultaneously call you out on all of your stupid bullshit flaws- and what's funny about people like dunkey in particular is troll creators like these often both talk insultingly AND ironically AND sincerely in genuine praise of a game ALL AT ONCE IN THE SAME REVIEW. Say whatever you want about him or his videos, the guy might be nice or a total piece of shit for all I could know irl. But, if there is one thing him and his ilk are good at, it is nuance and THAT is fundamentally what you are as a human being. Neither good or bad as a whole, like most games, nuanced. You have times when you as a game work, and times where you glitch and times when you get away with cool cheat codes and times when you grind, you frustratingly grind, you work so hard and get so far but in the end it doesn't even matter... Times when the graphics and the level music are beautiful and sometimes there are levels that they suck, some stages have intensely annoying themes, or a hard water maze that you can't stand, but, maybe you find a treasure chest you will need, to get a cool ability. Every day is a new unique stage. Life is like a videogame, I mean no not in THAT way but...look.

By pretending your life is a game demo with some laidback wacky nerd in the background just nitpicking and praising and mumbling about your daily every move, you start feeling ironically more confident, and accomplished, because you feel both a lot more self aware, and yet a lot less bad about yourself. You realize how *trivial* your failings and mistakes are, how silly and annoying yet sometimes worthwhile it is to both nitpick your every flaw but also NOT take it seriously at all. Cos why should your own actual emotions, or more toxic peers, hold you in the same light? Imperfections are what make these dumb kind of video reviews funny, and what make us human.

Meanwhile, whenever you comment upon your every tiny *victories*, every time you 'beat' a 'high score' by just feeding yourself, doing chores, getting done hard tasks, beating any 'boss 'character (aka positively communicating with that one rude guy at work or your stressful mom) in conversation, you get a win.

*Celebrate* every victory, with 'upgrades and prizes' when you can. Pat yourself verbally on the back, buy a snack, go have a bubble bath or something you enjoy to do. Yor omniscient gamer inner monologue isn't only there to tear you down, they are there to ALSO PRAISE YOU AND HAVE FUN. Even if your persona is a scoundrel!- you can make them have in a snobby bragging gamer voice things to say like "Ooohooo, look I did it you guyshh, you fucks all didn't believe me, but here I am, proving you dicks wrong, YEAHHHUUH!" Be as pompously over the top, or kind and gracious to your audience in your mind as you like. You start to feel this goofy but genuine sense of confidence. Cos the more you treat yourself like you are aren't sucking as a whole abstract, you are just currently are sucking at TODAY'S CURRENT *LEVEL*, your mind starts operating a whole lot more differently. When your day is good, you really start to feel gradually more permanently self-encouraged, cos it has always been now like you pulled off a bigger over arcing success.

🎉👾🌟

Show me all of your game reviewer OCs!!!!

#dunkey #self love #adhd brain #depression and anxiety #psychology #disassociation #jokes #game reviews #indie games #life #leveling up #game grumps #jacksepticeye #markiplier #original chararcter #Show me your inner game OC!!!!! :) #autism #autistic artist #cognitive behavioral therapy

[adultswim2021]

Saul of the Mole Men #6: “Moustache Ride” | March 19, 2007 - 12:00AM | S01E06

This episode is about the developing relationship between Saul and Fallopia, the mutant woman who is actually a freaking Playboy PLAYMATE. There is a slightly smutty scene where Saul gets her to talk by having her suck peanut butter off his thumb. The theory being that this is how one traditionally got animals to speak on TV. Indeed, her first words are spoken via dubbed vocals while she simply flaps her lips like Mr. Ed. After this moment she is able to speak Saul’s language. 

It’s slightly uncomfortable for two reasons: a Mail Bagger from previous posts voiced their opinion that Tim & Eric and Saul of the Mole Men both belonged on Comedy Central for being live-action. I feel like Tim & Eric is a nice half-step between Comedy Central and Adult Swim; Comedy Central did occasionally produce creator-centric cerebral comedy shows that at the very least felt more artistic than most comedy programs on television. But another earmark for their network was courting a more traditional audience of comedy-likers. More Benny Hill than Monty Python, if you will. The titillating scene of the conventionally attractive, curvy blonde woman sucking peanut butter off the ugly fella’s thumb feels more Man Show than Brak Show. The most uncomfortable aspect of this is that it sorta seems like they reversed the footage of her to make it more pornish. Assuming they made this editing choice without the actresses’ knowledge it comes off sorta creepy to me. If she signed off on it, great. Just hire women who are comfortable doing the stuff your script calls for, jeez!

As Saul and Fallopia get to know each other, Saul nervously asks her out on a date. Having little sense of her own self-worth, she is ecstatic. When she says yes, Saul asks “Then I got another question for ya: pick you up at 8?” it’s actually an exceptionally funny line-read, perfectly mimicking a stoked teenager. As much as I don’t like this show, Josh Gardner’s characterization of Saul remains strong and offers a lot of bright spots. 

Johnny Tambourine seems like an obvious threat to Saul’s plans, but Johnny throws Saul off his scent by feigning that he’s not interested, immediately feeling the influence of the Mole People’s “Eye of the Beholder” style insistence that she’s hideous. Why date an ugly mutant when you could find a fine-ass Mole Woman? “Once you’ve gone mole, there’s no other hole”. Honestly, not a bad line. I think Tambourine’s whole thing leaves me cold because his particular brand of idiocy is so smirky that it comes off as bad comedy. 

There’s a running joke I don’t think I’ve highlighted on this blog yet: Johnny Tambourine is stuck in his stasis pod, but whenever the plot is served by him being able to accept gifts, or interact with an object outside of his pod with his hands, or be able to walk around, the show just ignores his unbreakable barrier so he is constantly doing things that should be impossible. For example he wears a crown and sash as the acting Mole Man king, objects he should not have been able to receive while stuck in his pod. Saul lunged for his throat in one episode, and we somehow depict his hands suddenly inside the pod, choking Johnny. In this episode, he declares that he’s leaving to get Mole Woman pussy, and we hear footsteps and a door slam, all things that couldn’t be accomplished in his state in reality. Anyway, what you think is going to happen happens, Johnny fucks Fallopia (who is somehow in the pod with him) and Saul is heart-broken.

Meanwhile, Strata scientists set out on an expedition to Indochina, so that they can use their experimental drill ship to try and reach Saul and the other Strata scientists (whose fate is a mystery to them). The reason they need go drill starting in Indochina? Their ship only drills up, which if you think about for more than five seconds is really stupid. It’s the kind of dumb logic I really appreciate it, as a matter-of-fact. 

Much of the episode’s running time is dedicated to a dream-sequence/music-video where Saul imagines himself and Fallopia having a successful tough-guy date. His concept of what’s cool is circa the early 80s. It’s memorable, in that I remembered this bit from the one other time I saw this episode. This might be the best episode since the first, but that’s damning the show with the faintest of faint praise. And yes, part of this opinion is because they exploited a playboy model that I genuinely think is hot. It’s okay to think blonde Playboy women are hot. You don’t have to outgrow anything if you don’t wanna. Okay? Are we clear on this? Nobody yell at me.

#adult swim #adultswim2021 #saul of the mole men

[the-firebird69]

สตาร์ทเท้าในตำนาน #harleydavidson #motorcycle #bigbike #bigbikethailand ...

My son list It lifted up the 1400 Harley Davidson motor and it was from a particular match and it's a chopper style hard not kicker 5150 like this but this is not it this is Donald Trump and this is about number 50 and it has a famous maximum engine the Mac engine that our son put in there and he didn't know who it was he was deceased and they got mad at her son and he didn't know anything and they're nuts but they didn't do too much because they knew it was forced and get more mad at them and they started acting they keep doing that horse s*** but it's not why it was because he did something that was hard not deadly or dangerous we're not getting picked on so it's kind of a psychological thing and really if the bike came back I mean what would you do not much sit on it and he has never sat on it by the way and the bike would sell and they'd be mad at him again cuz he was and it says I don't want to sit on that one just got your ass print on it so everybody started laughing cuz he says all these rude s*** things so it's not my fault it's Big Joe. Is Sasquatch is throwing trees in them then they started bawling they said no way there's a guy throw trees at you holy s*** watch out for that thing. He rides up there it is motorcycles going to throw the motorcycle at him they weigh about the same actually the motorcycles a lot lighter. It says about half and they started bawling with laughter he said what are we talking about he said the ships are still there you screaming like a maniac I got to tell you something the ships are still there and these Max are underground all over the place in these huge bunkers we have an emergency Trump says and we do but the original bike is somewhere in westborough and John remillard is evil but he wants to do what Randall text Cobb did and be a hero it killed Randall text car he couldn't survive it he's gone permanently and my son and daughter remind me once again and yeah we don't like him but he might let him get away with it he's in Italy underground and he's the enemy of the max in there holding there on purpose to get him back what he did.

So my son and daughter say whoopty ding dong they said it out loud. So the motorcycle had a place and Bob Jr put it somewhere and Bob seger knows where it is and no it's not in the grave with him that's funny though some people think that it's not in the movie Ghost Rider either they do find them they're in the movie easy Rider they find them but he should be the first to sit on it and Bob never sat on it no he did the famous Mac his bike it was he was a Big Mac okay a big fella and it makes sense for rank is what Bob said and he says yeah probably he's like a sergeant so he liked it he said he organized his troops and get something to do stuff and he goes in and that's what he was thinking and he was thinking about sergeant and he says I don't know I think it's about the rank although this big guy is a different guy but that's to come down the line sometimes get bigger but they do it on purpose I think they try to do it and so he says how are they doing that this is I don't know that's a good question so he asked around and he says they're from a bigger guy and that's what they say then we figured out that they're taking the growth stuff and they're eating very well and they nurture the baby and they feed them certain nutrients and that's what they're doing and people are going to try it but that's that's how it works to mutate him to become our son you have to know what you're doing but some people will try it it'll make him a little bit bigger each generation they get a bigger and bigger but it takes time and effort hardly anyone has it and this stuff is easier and needed. So our son says he probably has in the barn underneath the floor which is typical for Bob and for the big guys and it's Max barn and he still owns it and he probably has his dirt bikes there and would keep that there and it's probably not secure and it's probably true and his is there cuz he died before he could secure it and you couldn't get to move and Mac is going to go there and he says you can't do it yourself and I'll send it saying you can't you should let Ben Arnold do it he says you can't do that either I didn't say that he did I'm acting he says he says why it doesn't actually just come for you and to be over and he says I don't want you to say that I don't want you to sit on it and us to look bad anymore so he's going to head out there

Thor Freya

Olympus

[elinor-taylor]

'Take it back!' Marie booted some poor rock that'd done nothing to her that the goblin could tell. 'Take it back, right now!'

Alas, Muggins wasn't the sort to rescind a truth after he'd told it. Fact was, he was at a loss to pinpoint exactly what he'd said that so upset the girl. Was it the 'pretend-friend' thing? he wondered, which, in the goblin's mind, was as far from a falsehood as the north gate was from the south.

This Dale fella she kept wimbling on about, he wasn't a real, existing sort of chap. Least not in the sense that you could see him or hear him or smell him or anything.

And if the girl honest-to-Diamond believed he was real? Well, that was just fine as rainshine. Goblins weren't made of the stuff to judge. Only, she'd best not expect ol' Muggins to play along, or to rally behind those daydreams of hers. He'd done enough of that for those fluttering shitterbugs.

No, sir, not anymore.

He pondered the tactic of apologising. Life was easier, he found, if you said sorry. Even if it was someone else who should be doing the sorrying. A proxy apology, if you will.

But he stopped short, on account of the fact that the girl struck him like she needed a bit of truth for a change. Also, Muggins was fast approaching the conclusion that this particular west gate biggun was a funny plum, with fictions doing figure of eights in that big person head of hers.

'Cut the child some slack,' he pictured an old friend from the west saying. 'Girl's got her reasons.'

'Fine,' the goblin quietly huffed, missing the irony of the moment. 'Stick with her a while longer, then. I hear ya, boss. Else she might go blundering into more trouble than even she could imagine. Besides, better two of us than one, when the troops return.' Which they would, he knew. Soon as likely as ever.

Meanwhile, Marie had given up waiting for the goblin to admit his wrongdoing and was busy shuffling the toes of her shoes in the ashes of the cottage, as if searching. For what, Muggins hadn't the faintest notion.

It burned him to admit that this small, strange person might be useful to him, and that the hummers - heck, even the lesser woodland recruits - would be drawn to a biggun such as her, more than they would to a lowly goblin.

More than to a regular-day goblin, anyhow. Not, perhaps, a goblin who knew their secrets, could bring them down, given the most perfect set of circumstances.

A goblin, as chance had it, like him.

#amwriting #dark fairytale #writerblr #fiction #storytime #midjourney #part 13

[iwontknock]

C1 + cheers + Lodger or E10 + fistfight with god + Wigfrid if you don't mind beloved friend 🧡

of course, here you go friend ^^💜!!!

#knock knock #knock knock game #the lodger #sorry everybody i struggle with burnout BUT HEY BELOVED FRIEND IM GLAD TO HAVE FINALLY GOT TO DO THIS!!! #hey friend hi hi hey heyy hey friend 👋👋👋 howdy hiiiyaa #i struggled a lot with this pallete but in the end i think he looks so cute and sunny ^^!! like he's sunshine incarnate #which is a funny thing to say about this particular fella #queued

[turtle-babe83]

Idk if you have at promt-list but I do have a ask that I thought would be funny. Could you write a scenario where Leo and reader are in a kind och fresh relationship and no one knows about it yet. Anyway they are all in the lair and YN tells the brothers (+boyfriend) about her time in France but than she has to go and without thinking she kisses Leo goodbye in front of his brothers. In panic and in a way to cover it up she kiss all the guys goodbye which gives Leo’s brothers a shocked and confused reaction and when she leaves she says and that’s how the Frenchmen says goodbye and then just leaves awkwardly. (This ask is based on a scene from friends😂)

…sorry for a long ask

I’ve seen that episode 🤣🤣 Okay, here’s my version of it. Short and sweet.

Warning: Language

It wasn’t easy hiding something from a group of ninjas. Even if the secret was shared with one ninja in particular. Leo was incredible. He was everything you could have ever asked for in a boyfriend. But you were his first girlfriend and he wasn’t quite ready to let his family know about your new relationship. So moments alone were stolen and brushes of skin were discreet.

You had come down for dinner tonight, and afterwards, everyone had gathered in the living room. You were sharing stories from your summer in France. Donnie and Leo both asked a lot of questions, while Mikey only seemed interested when you talked about the food. Raph was busy knitting and you weren’t even sure if he was listening at all.

“I’m so jealous that you got to tour the Louvre,” Donnie whined, as he viewed some of the photos you took.

“I just want to try some French pastries, dudette!”

You laughed at Mikey’s pouty face. Glancing up, you caught a longing look from Leo and felt your heart beat speed up. What you wouldn’t give to be alone with your handsome beau right now. Your reverie was broken when Mikey tried to snatch your phone from your hands.

“Mikey!”

“I just wanna see the croissants again,” he complained.

You noticed the late hour and sighed. It was time to head home. You had work in the morning.

“Well fellas, my glass slippers are melting. I gotta get going,” you grumbled, gathering up your things and throwing them in your bag.

After promising to show Mikey more food pics next time, you stood, hauling your bag over your shoulder. Then, you leaned over to Leo, planted your lips right on his, and gave him a firm smooch. The room went dead silent. Even the clicking of Raph’s needles stopped. It was at that moment you realized your mistake. Oh shit. Leo was frozen, staring into your eyes with a sense of panic. You pulled back, and thinking quickly, turned to Donnie and planted one right on his lips. Mikey’s eyes were wide, but he puckered up to kiss you back. Inwardly, you were cringing at the awkwardness. You forced your legs to cross over to Raph, but when you leaned in, he held a knitting needle up between you.

“What the actual fuck, y/n?” he rumbled.

You cleared your throat and tried to keep your face composed as you lied through your teeth.

“It’s a French custom, Raph. Geez. I’m just trying to teach you some culture,” you sniffed, nose in the air.

Turning on your heel, you strode out of the lair, calling over your shoulder, “Au revoir!”

The silence continued for a few more minutes, before Donnie, Mikey, and Raph began to bellow with laughter. Mikey was wheezing and wiping his eyes, while Donnie’s snort was obnoxiously loud. Leo looked around in confusion.

“What the hell, guys?” he frowned.

Donnie was the first to get himself under control.

“We’re ninjas, doofus. We know about you and y/n.”

Raph added, “Yeah man, we’ve known for a couple of weeks.”

“But hey, we all got kisses from your hot girlfriend,” Mikey grinned, wagging his brow ridge.

The laughter started again when Leo lunged for him.

💙

#tmnt bayverse #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt fandom #tmnt 2016 #tmnt 2014 #leonardo #bayverse leo #bayverse leonardo #Leo #tmnt leo x reader #tmnt leo #tmnt leonardo #thanks for the ask #turtlebabe83 #friends reference #bayverse turtles

[samdyke]

sam calling out dean for being unusually happy after cas comes back is the closest damn thing we got to him calling out dean/cas bullshit in canon and i’m mad that’s all there is

top 5 little-shit-samnatural moments wrt destiel in no particular order

1. “this cas keeps looking at me funny” “so like real cas, then” when they meet garth’s kids. points out that sam DOES notice the dean and cas soulful staring

2. 13x06 tombstone sam pointing out how happy dean is just because of cas being back (dean calls cas a win at this point which fellas. is it gay)

3. this gets a place here even though its not directly bullying dean: what, do you just like him better or something? sam knows this! where would we be as a society without the phrase profound bond? say thank you bedlund!

4. “shouldnt it be dea-stiel? casdean?” VERY good more of this energy is what we needed. point blank sam should read dean passages from the books but also i think he should send dean destiel fanart when hes being annoying god bless.

5/4b. as an addendum to number 4: sastieI? samstieI? is in my humble opinion some PERFECT “oh im gonna piss dean off SO bad by saying this” little brother antics. he knows this will push dean’s buttons and dean cant even defend himself. amazing

there’s probably some that im missing but. we were truly robbed of seeing sam be a bitchy little brother about this. he shouldve been embarrassing dean about it all the time this is my truth

#of course theres a lot of little reactions and stuff like the awkward throat clearing and whatnot but this is about bullying dean directly #kora.txt #asks #anons

[weirdmarioenemies]

Banjo-Kazooie Spotlight

Hello, all! Guest writer Bynine here with an article on my favorite game of all time! Despite the immense popularity of this beloved N64 classic, the enemies of Banjo-Kazooie are not something that often comes up in discussion. Well, I'm here to change that!! Or at least, write well too much about some choice picks from the bestiary. Let's go!

Topper

Topper is the first in a small collection of sentient, googly-eyed vegetables that live in Spiral Mountain, where heroes Banjo and Kazooie also reside. Get used to those googly eyes, by the way, because you'll be seeing them a lot. Anywho, I really like the name Topper. You know, like "carrot top"! Great names are another feature of this series.

Bawl

Speaking of which, here's Bawl. Bawl is a fun name! It's hard to say without a southern drawl - bawwwl. Besides that, I don't have much to say about this hopping onion, but I still appreciate you, Bawl.

Colliwobble

The finale of our vegetable trio, and I'll be honest, I've saved the best for last. Sorry, Topper and Bawl, but it's a flying cauliflower called Colliwobble! How can you not love that? It flaps around gently with its big leaves, sustaining flight in a physically improbable yet adorable manner. How come the real thing can't do that, huh? No amount of bourbon roasted, brown butter baked cauliflower can convince me that we didn't get the short end of the stick here.

Gruntlings

The henchmen of the villainous witch Gruntilda, these oafish ogres patrol the halls of her lair, running after Banjo in a stance I'm sure they think is very intimidating.

Or maybe they want a hug? C'mere, big fella.

The most striking thing about Gruntlings to me is their impeccable fashion sense. They come in a variety of colors, and each one has a rakishly charming cloak to match, emblazoned with a fetching skull emblem. Would you mind stretching your arms out, Mr. Black Gruntling?

Thank you. Did Gruntilda coordinate these outfits? I'd believe it - she has a great ensemble herself, replete with a gorgeous purple striped scarf. And this is the same lady who's decorated her entire lair with images of her own face, after all...

Shrapnel

These ornery armaments are in the tragic category of enemies whose only goal in life is to detonate directly next to you. It's fitting then that they're based on a naval mine, but they also (perhaps unintentionally?) resemble sea urchins! How fun!

Normally they look fairly docile, even cute with their little underbite, but when Banjo draws near they growl and do... this. You okay there, buddy?

They're also the only enemies that appear in every Banjo-Kazooie platformer game! Clearly Rare knew they had a winner on their hands. Look at their pretty colors in Banjo Tooie! Look, but don't touch, please. It won't end well for anybody.

Sir Slush

Anyone who's played Banjo-Kazooie will be familiar with these goons. Living snowmen are usually quite jolly, and Sir Slush is no exception, with his consistent and hearty laughter. However, instead of frolicking in the snow, all Sir Slush does is pelt our heroes with snowballs. Rude!

Similar to the platonic ideal of living snowman himself, Frosty the Snowman, the life force of Sir Slush seems to be concentrated in its hat. It's invulnerable to most forms of damage, but if Kazooie strikes its hat at high velocity, it will be blown into icy chunks. Is this a similar principle to the "aim-for-the-head" zombie-killing technique? Are snowmen not merely zombies, extra ice, hold the flesh? Human bodies are 70% water anyway! 

Slappa

Another classic bestiary staple, the living hand! Slappa are gargantuan mummified arm-hand combos that pop up without warning from the dusty sands of Gobi's Valley, the requisite desert level of Banjo-Kazooie. True to their name, their main method of attack is a slap, where they simply fall over, crushing anything in their path. The most confusing thing about Slappas is that they have the ability to speak - they laugh if they manage to land a hit, and groan in pain when defeated. How are you talking, Slappa? Do you have a mouth hidden under those bandages? Maybe a whole face?

Artist's interpretation

There also exists a single non-violent Slappa called Grabba, who clutches onto a Jiggy and hides underground with it if you get too close. Should you manage to grab it, they mention having had it for a thousand years, but then congratulate you on your technique. Of all the traits to be assigned to a mummified hand, "sportsmanlike" was not one I was expecting, but I'll gladly take it.

Tee-Hee

Another winner of a name! Tee-Hee! That's great! This design is great too, in my humble opinion. You wouldn't expect a ghost to have such a goblinoid appearance, but Tee-Hee delivers both flavors of common RPG monster at once in an elegant package. Naturally Tee-Hees can phase through walls and are invincible to most attacks, staples of any Game Ghost (TM), and their pursuit is marked with constant laughter. Admittedly their laugh is more of a "mua-ha-ha" than a "tee-hee", but I'm willing to forgive it.

There's also a purple version! This one ignores Banjo and Kazooie entirely, preferring to move around in square patterns. Don't worry, though, it still laughs a lot. What's so funny about squares? Only the purple Tee-Hee knows.

Grimlet

Appearing on a ship known as the Rusty Bucket, Grimlet will disguise themselves as ordinary pipes, only showing their eyes and fangs when Banjo and Kazooie draw near. Despite their metallic appearance, they can stretch their bodies way out to take a bite out of bears and birds alike. You know, I like this design, but I feel like it could be improved somehow. Hmm...

Ooh! The beta version of Grimlet has a really interesting twist- eyes in its own mouth! Of course, any monster is improved when it puts its peepers in its gullet, and Grimlet is no exception. Well, let's keep going! 

An even earlier screenshot shows them with white, human eyes... and with a fleshy inner maw... Nope, I don't like this one bit. Abort!

Ahhh... Much better. Now that's a sentient cowl ventilator that I'd let take a chunk out of me. No, I don't have a problem! Quiet, you!

Of course, there are many more denizens of the BK universe worthy of scrutiny - in a universe where even common collectibles will strike up a conversation with you, that's not surprising. In particular, a Banjo-Tooie showcase would be a lot of fun... But I have to stop myself somewhere. Until next time!

#banjo-kazooie #banjo kazooie #enemies #topper #bawl #colliwobble #gruntling #shrapnel #sir slush #slappa #grabba #tee-hee #grimlet #bynine #guest writer #mod orange shy guy

[aurabird]

Tainted Blood

Joel doesn’t believe in the demon, going as far as to ignore him entirely. But the Mezalean King’s defiance isn’t what draws Xornoth to him...but something dark and violent, a thirst for blood that cannot be quenched.

What use could a desire so strong be when mixed with corruption?

Tw: I think just blood/violence and corruption for this one.

Also on Ao3

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Joel struggled against the chains binding him with a frustrated growl. It was obvious that he was in a dungeon of some sort as a prisoner given the way he was being restrained; arms above his head and his legs to the floor. Who would possibly have the audacity to capture him like this?

“Very funny guys. I’m not laughing, you can come out now and free me.” he shouted to no one in particular.

That is when he heard footsteps, his attention being drawn to the sound in time to see Sausage enter the room. The Mythland king wore attire in various grey shades, a black cape fastened around his shoulders by a ruby trailed behind him as he walked with calculated strides.

The outfit change wasn’t the only new thing Joel noticed about the king, black veins webbed across the man’s visible flesh in vine-like patterns, a faint crimson glow pulsating from them. Sausage turned to look at him, piercing red eyes only made more sinister by the same black veins on his face.

“Joel, good to see you’ve finally awoken!” he said with a grin that was far too sharp and a tone of voice that was only slightly off in normalcy.

“Sausage, what is this? I don’t have time for your silly games right now!”

“Games? Joel you wound me. If anyone has been playing games it has been you taunting Lord Xornoth.”

“That’s what this is about? As far as I am concerned the demon doesn’t exist, just some big elaborate prank someone is playing on all of us that we are falling for.”

Suddenly, Sausage was directly in front of him, the sharp grin still crossing their face “Ah, that’s right, he mentioned how you have been ignoring and irritating him.” the Mythland king took a few steps back before continuing, “But that’s why you’re here, he’s going to make sure you can’t ignore him anymore.”

Joel felt a shiver go down his spine at how calm and deathly serious those words were said. “He doesn’t scare me, Sausage, and neither do you.”

“We’ll see about that, King Joel. Yes we will.” came a distorted voice from everywhere in the room at once, the speaker soon materializing before the Mezalean king in a puff of smoke. Their skin was ebony in color, veins very similar to those on Sausage’s own skin covered every inch of their body and the sinister horns growing from their head were constantly pulsating purple and crimson underneath the shadows that slithered around them. A wicked grin stretched across their face, mouth not moving despite saying words.

“Leave us, Champion.” the entity that was definitely not a demon in any way ordered, dismissing the Mythland king with a wave of a clawed hand.

“Of course my lord.” he replied with a bow before taking his leave, the sound of stone grinding against stone was heard as a door closed behind him, leaving Joel alone with the entity.

“So, Xornoth right? Sausage claims you’re going to keep me from ignoring you.” Joel began with a bored, condescending tone in his voice.

“While that is true, your defiance isn’t what perked my interest in you, there is something else...something dark inside your soul that I am quite curious about. I believe you call it bloodlust?”

“What about it?”

“I find it something worth studying further.”

The chains binding Joel unlocked with unspoken command, causing him to slump to the ground where crimson tendrils were quick to coil around his limbs, preventing any struggle or movement as they held him against the cold floor.

The sound of a sword being dragged across stone drew his attention, Xornoth holding the blade in his hand, “What triggers it I wonder? Is it the sight of blood or the lack thereof?” Joel didn’t get to reply as the demon cut into his left arm, allowing crimson to poor freely from the wound.

  He ran through the forest, the wolves at his heels howling as they bayed for the blood of their prey, Joel giving a wicked grin as the desire to kill urged him forwards. He could hear them in the distance, the King and his Hand fleeing for their lives.

“THE RED KING DIES TONIGHT FELLAS!” he cackled with sadistic glee, a look of madness in his red eyes as they entered the war-torn remains of a desert.

  The scene faded as quickly as it began, Joel’s body shaking like a leaf in fear at what he’d just seen. He’d witnessed that moment countless times over in his nightmares, but never whilst awake.

Xornoth’s smile grew at the sight of the man’s fear, “Guess you aren’t as fearless as you like to believe.” he said.

Joel snarled, “Sh-Shut up. You know nothing about me!”

“I know you deny my existence and infuriate me with your defiance. I know of your bond with the Ocean Queen and the Codfather...”

“Don’t you dare lay a hand on either of them!”

His threat was ignored as the demon chuckled “Oh, I won’t. But you will.”

Agony coursed through Joel’s body at those words, a cry tearing from his throat as his skin burned where the crimson tendrils made contact with it.

  His foot nicked the fiery liquid pouring from above, an ember quickly setting his pants ablaze and causing him to panic. He scrambled as fast as he could to get over the stone brick wall and into the swamp water he knew lay beyond it.

In his act of desperation he got caught up in a lava stream which trapped his legs in sheer agony as it wasted no time incinerating flesh, his vision going black from the pain, a mercy from one of the most painful deaths.

Green eyes bore into his brown ones as the girl glared at him with a satisfied grin, the flames licking the walls of his house out of revenge casting a shadow on her decaying body and torn clothes.

The flames danced around him as he panicked to try and put them out, but to no avail, once more his body was consumed by an inferno.

  Joel’s eyes snapped open as he was brought back to reality, his gaze quickly locking onto the black webs slowly creeping up his arms from where they came in contact with the crimson tendrils.

Everything burned as the corruption spread through him, taking control of his motor functions and causing him to cease his struggling.

The demon's maniac laughter echoed throughout the room almost taunting him. Anger flared in his chest and the sight of blood staining stone from where he’d been sliced with a sword fueled a desire to kill.

His vision turned red as a haze began to wrap around his mind, but Joel didn’t fight it, the bloodlust was familiar and welcoming to him...but why there was also something different about it this time?

He had no time to question it as soon, Joel’s thoughts were no longer his own and the pain faded. The Mezalean King’s now-red eyes burned brightly as he looked up to meet those of his master, a twisted smile curving on his lips before he spoke.

“What do you wish me to do to them, Lord Xornoth?”

#empires smp #empiressmp #empiresblr #smallishbeans #xornoth #My writing #no idea where this came from #but have some joel angst #since something like red-life bloodlust #is bound to have some implications #when mixed with corruption

[darthsassacre]

(this is entirely the fault of @revanchxst so you’re welcome for that. I saw a funny pic and had to write this)

Desperate times called for desperate measures.

At least, that was how the saying went. The minute he started caring one iota about what “they” said would be a cold day in a Corellian hell.

“I can feel you moping from over here, you know!” Kira Carsen called out, halfway underneath a console in their crashed shuttle. Scourge scowled and pointedly ignored her as he watched the Jawa and the Twi’lek work.

“No, not that one!” Vette protested, wincing as sparks flew up in her face. “That one! No, Blizz... wait... that actually worked?”

The Jawa chattered at her and she shrugged.

“Jawas are handy little fellas,” Kira noted, sliding out from under the console, “I just don’t think they’re miracle workers. This thing is toast. So much for large ships getting the job done, eh Scourge?”

That particular jest was getting old quickly and he snarled, “Enough, Kira.”

The other two seemed to find it hilarious, though, which just irritated him further. So they found themselves searching for another method of transportation, a journey that found Scourge consistently questioning both his will to live and his self control. Vette and Kira were particularly insufferable, but the Jawa, Blizz, was barely any better.

“I think I see something!” Vette called out, running forward to look over a cliff’s edge, “Hey, pirates! I bet we can steal their ship.”

“How’re we getting down there, though?” Kira mused, “Hey, Scourge-”

“No. If you want the ship, you will do it yourself.”

The Jawa said something and Kira smirked, “Did you really? How about a repeat showing, buddy?”

“What did he-”

Scourge didn’t get a chance to finish his sentence as Kira waggled her fingers at him in a wave and then a pair of tiny hands slammed into his lower back, propelling him off of the cliff’s edge, hurtling straight down. He had just enough time to wrap the Force around him to cushion his landing and draw his saber before he was hitting the ground in the midst of a group of very startled and very angry pirates.

If he got his hands on that Jawa, he was going to murder the damned thing.

#star wars #swtor #lord scourge #blizz #kira carsen #vette #this isn't exactly like the image but it was funny so here it is. enjoy! #tor hell this one is for you you bastards

[tresmontesentertainment]

You know what one of my favorite examples of "blatantly a coincidence but it's just too weird to ignore" is? The fact that both Pokemon and Bionicle have a history of associating both the color gold and female characters with psychic powers.

With Pokemon, this was chiefly an aesthetic trend back in Gen 01. You see it in the Abra line, Drowzee and Hypno, and the fact that we have Psyduck and Golduck despite neither ever actually getting typed Psychic even seven generations on, remaining one of the great curiosities of the franchise. Then there's Sabrina, Pokemon's most iconic psychic human character, who awarded you the Gold Badge in the Japanese version of the games. None of this was ever really A Thing beyond the first games, but it's still funny that it happened to begin with.

So proclaims Bulbapedia, it's possible that this was all a reference to parapsychology, which actually did see a surge of interest back in the 70's and 80's, not too long before Pokemon first hit the scene. Specifically, the color choice at play here might be referencing the ability to see people's auras, with people of a particular spiritual awareness often being described as having a golden aura. My own digging into the matter didn't really affirm this one way or another, but for my purposes it's still pretty neat!

With Bionicle, it gets a touch more involved, and necessitates I put on my storyteller cap a moment.

The time before time was still just dawning, and the first Toa, the defenders of this fledgling universe and it's people, were coming into being. Among them was the one named Orde, one of the first male Toa and the very first Toa of Psionics. Orde had been granted a vital task; he was to pacify the Zyglak, a primordial race of reptilian creatures whose existence was little more than an accident incurred by the Great Beings as they went about their work. Shunned by their creators and reviled by nearly all who learned of them, the Zyglak took refuge in the darkest places they could find, anger and resentment churning in their hearts until it eventually festered into a brutal savagery, leading them to lash out and torment the world that scorned them.

Though the details have been lost to time, it is known for certain that Orde failed his mission, succumbing to his own anger and losing control of his powers, in turn amplifying the Zyglak's aggression and rendering them an even greater threat than before. The consequences of Orde's folly would echo on even millennia later, as the Zyglak would go on to utterly decimate the Toa Cordak, the original Toa team, leaving only their leader alive, haunted by his indecision in a vital moment that would have made all the difference. The Great Being's, in all their wisdom, concluded that a female Toa would have possessed the gentler nature necessary to truly control such tremendous power. And so it was that all Toa of Psionics, along with the Matoran whose destinies would see them reforged into those Toa, would only ever be female from then on.

So that's a lot to unpack, eh? The thing to understand about Bionicle's power system is that there's always been this facet of gender exclusivity when it comes to which element a Toa could be associated with, and there's really no denying that the ratio was skewed pretty damn heavily towards the fellas. That is to say that of the 14 total elemental bags of tricks a Toa could come equipped with by the time the original incarnation of Bionicle came to a close, only 3 were the domain of female Toa; these being Water, Lightning, and, because old man Orde couldn't keep his shit together way back when, Psionics.

It is an actual, literal matter of lore for why Psionics was the only element to break away from that apparent rule of "one gender only," and keep in the mind that Orde was still alive by the time the story ended. By all accounts, nobody dies of old age in the Bionicle Universe, which means that he would have had to endure several hundred millennia of living with his failure and the stigma that surely came with it, and probably endured it mostly on his own since the story of his mission with the Zyglak doesn't seem to be common knowledge in the modern day. He was also all but certain to have been aware of what happened to the Toa Cordak, whatever weight it might have left on his shoulders given just how long that was after his ill-fated mission.

Not to imply that fate was especially any kinder to his successors, mind you, if the story of Toa Varian was any indication. I love it when a story explores the scope and consequences of power, but damn is it a shame when bad things happen to good people... Some things are just plain multiversal, I guess! And just to tie it all back around, blue was the central color for both Lightning and Psionics, just as it was for Water. The "team colors" for Psionics? Blue and Gold.

There is one thing else I feel compelled to mention, and honestly it's probably a touch weirder then the things I just went over. Inter-dimensional travel is just as much a thing in both Pokemon and Bionicle as psychic powers are, embodied in this case by Hoopa, a kleptomaniacal little gremlin able to nick entire buildings whose shiny variant is entirely golden, and the Konohi Olmac, a golden mask of power that allows the user to both jump around the dimension one is currently in and to entirely different dimensions altogether.

Uncanny, right?

#pokemon #bionicle #psionics #Alister Azimuth is Orde's spirit animal I swear #Honestly Earth and Ice should have at least been female #The Mother Earth and Ice Queen angle are built right in!

[stellaestra]

how would stray kids interact with mc in high school if they ever met? // high school au headcanons [stray kids/reader]

pairing: skz hyung line + mc [reader]

description: who would mc interact with in high school if they ever met? what kind of interactions would they have? // bulletpoints headcanons + small snippets

genre: platonic, high school au, friendship, humour, hurt/comfort

author’s note: this could be a stand alone or not, the mc is the same bodyguard/intern au!mc...it's just a "what ifs" kinda thing, fellas

p.s. some of the scenarios are based off real life events that happened to me in high school but i overly exaggerated some of them for the shit and giggles,, tell me which event actually happened to me in the askbox lmao I'm curious

pls I'm funny i swear

cw: minor swearing, just teenagers being teenagers, idiots, mention of blood (?) uhh mentions of violence (??)

unedited

// no beta read, we’ll die like men

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bang chan

mc is a '00 liner,

she doesn't interact with her seniors pt.1

to interact with them; it would have to be a school event or a collab project between the seniors and the juniors

possibly would be approached first by chan during sports day or a school festival for something

he thought that she's a pretty decent track runner when he saw sprint during the sports day track event

after that incident, chan would greet her in the hallways or wherever if he ever comes across her

mc would always awkwardly greet him back

“hey! you’re that really fast track runner, you did great that day!” chan complimented her in the hallways. out loud.

mc prays to whoever above there that chan would stop talking so loud as she could feel her face burn when she felt eyes on her.

cue to her awkwardly smiling at him and nodding, “yep, that’s me, yes, alright, senior chan.”

chan finds her adorable ever since that first few encounters

he also found out that she hangs out with felix just as much as he does

(love rivals (for felix) arc when)

he doesn’t know who to be envious of

that mc gets to spend so much time with lix or

felix being able to spend so much time with her

the never-ending saga

(love rivals (for felix) arc turned into possible rivals to friends arc)

(okay, im joking)

their respective friends group made a running joke

about how chan and mc are love rivals for felix

(it eventually became theirs as well)

(it's funny)

once he made her go off-tangent about felix

she was really passionate about his freckles and smile

for a moment

he really did think that she has a crush on him

no surprises there tho

felix IS absolutely cute

(friends arc?? omg, all for felix, HA)

he really really finds her adorable

he could go on for days

esp her little habit of covering her mouth when she speaks

sweater paws bc he almost always sees her with a jacket on even if it was a hot day

it's like a second skin on her

he once asked her if she ever removes her jacket

“only when im on school ground or during school events like assembly, i’ll take it off, senior chan.”

“eh? don’t you feel warm underneath that during a hot day?”

“...i do remove it sometimes, i guess...but i like wearing it bc it’s comforting.”

one time chan saw her without her jacket and wears short-sleeves uniform, he really wanted to shower her in his affections n also it’s such a rare sight that he almost couldnt recognized her

“haha hey, you didn’t wore your jacket today!”

“they’re in the laundry and...today’s a hot day...unfortunately, haah.”

he once tried to ruffle her hair but found her dodging his hand so fast at breakneck speed

that he was kinda concerned

she told him that her hair hasn't been washed yet so it's dirty

but the thing is: she told him every time he tried to ruffle her hair

“you’re not letting me pat your head on purpose.”

“senior chan, i wouldn’t do such a thing.” he noticed the little teasing smile before it disappeared.

he wondered briefly if she has always been this playful and cheeky with others her age

chan is aware that she speaks formally towards him out of habit though so he lets it slide and let her take her time growing comfortable with him.

he knew she was lying but let's her be anyway

bc she's his cute little junior

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lee minho

another case of mc's "no seniors juniors interaction"

minho’s very attractive so mc will definitely avoid him at all cost

plus, he looks intimidating to her so bye bye

to not step on any of her classmates' landmines that has the hots for him

drama isn't her thing, she already witness a handful and even got thrown into the fire as fuel before

no thank you she liked having her life in high school as peaceful as possible

mc would make her conversations with him very short n blunt

she's not gonna catch anyone's hands today, my dudes

really, she doesn’t

minho thinks of her like a small kitten that needs to be taken care of

bc of how she always scutters away from chan whenever he’s with him

if they ever interact

it would be when the juniors have the collab with their seniors

like a science fair, where the students have to come up with things to showcase

his class coincidentally collabs with her class for that particular event

he told chan about it and he have never seen chan pout and deflate like that

the only person he does that to is felix...if not, it’s jeongin.

chan sure adores this little junior other than felix huh…

then again, felix and mc does hangout a lot and so does jisung and her

so he took this chance as to know more abt her

coughs because jisung seems to be talking a lot about her coughs

(minho + mc love rivals (for jisung) arc pt. 2 when)

(mc really about to fight 2 seniors because she's stealing their respective juniors huh)

(the never-ending saga of love rivals)

he approached her inside that shared classroom for the collab event

she looked constipated when he approached her group of friends

even more so when he directly asked for name and whatnot

it kinda made him want to tease her even more now

he found out her name and what they were planning to do

heard her cursing under her breath

he decided to join their group on the whim

found out that mc is just a little shy whenever he approached her

her friends are somewhat protective of her

he got glared at by one of them once when he wanted to greet mc in the hallways

and mc kind of hid half of herself behind them

so whenever she’s on her own, he would try to approach her as slowly as possible

like. dealing with a cat and you’re a stranger trying to gain their trust

what he never will forget nor stop teasing her was about

her spinning on her heels to walk into the direction she was previously coming from

just to avoid him

he couldn't help but find it hilarious

he won her over when he brings the topic of cats wandering around their school campus

saw how her eyes lit up brightly

“the stray cats here are fun to play with, right?”

“yeah, me and friends decided to name a few of them too!”

he mentioned it to her because he saw her playing with the cats when she was waiting for someone or when she has time to play with them during recess

and the ramblings of a high schooler about cats commences

he wasn’t bothered about how much she talked

would nod along with what she says

because wow, shes really passionate about cats

that's a huge bonus for minho

and that was how minho adopted another kitten

whenever they weren’t busy with their own things, they would play with the cats together

playdate with cats <3

she would tell him that one particular grey cat was called

“this cat’s name is miss universe! they’re so cute, right?” she picked the cat up and cuddle with it, eyes sparkling with joy

“why did you guys name them that?”

“because why not?”

“fair enough point.”

and she laughs

he was glad that she stopped being so cautious around him if he was being honest

since the way chan was talking about her so affectionately made him really curious about her

casually mentions that jisung talks about her a lot

expected her to be bashful about it

but all she does was

“oh, cool, what did he say? I’m a weeb? Hah, he’s the same as I am” + "he should've said to it my face, senior minho, hmph"

so making her flustered backfired on him

poor minho

here’s your “you tried” star

mwah

so yeah, minho adopted a new cat (his little junior)

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seo changbin

same case as the two above, unfortunately

if they do ever interact, it's short and pleasantries

mc does kinda find him intimidating to certain extent

she's not good with dealing with intimidating looking people

but when he smiles, her shoulders feel less tense when she interacts with him

thinks of him as a pretty cool senior

he made her listen to his rap once n she told him that he's so cool n that stuck with him for days

imagine a junior telling you that you're so cool with that starry-eyed expression

your ego would go off the rooftop

after that, changbin would make it out of his way to greet her in the hallways

RAP MUSIC BUDDIES???? POTENTIAL

pat her on the head occasionally

if she doesn't dodge like hell away from his hands

“why do you keep avoiding them”

“no, don’t pat me, you’re treating me like a cat”

“I’m not?” lies, ever since minho told him that she reminds him of a cat, he really thought about it more

“you have that same look minho gives me when he tries to pat me…hyung…”

“we’re really going to make you call us oppa one day, watch us”

“um, yeah, no.”

“let your cute senior pat your head!!”

“im gonna run away!”

he knows that the younger ones in their friend group do interact with her

esp felix and jisung

for innie’s circumstances, that’s different

she does comes to him every once in awhile to abuse her title of his cute little junior to get a chance to listen to a teaser of his raps or songs he composes

found out that she does like rap songs! a lot more than he thought

they became those friends who shares new songs they found out and share it with each other

even at ungodly hours like 2am in the morning

that would not stop them

“this song reminds me of you”

“hey hey hey listen to this, psst”

“This shit SLAPS, go listen or else im gonna fight you in the school hallway, coward”

he became smug about it and boast about his knowledge to 3racha

jisung complained that he thought she only listened to anime songs or soft indie songs because he saw her playlists before

changbin told them that she has other playlists that’s for more “intense and aggressive” songs

they were floored and the conversation starts like this,

“what do you mean she likes listening to yours and ours music and raps?”

“im not kidding, she does! she even showed me her playlists that were filled with rap, rock and metal songs!!”

“my little mc? likes those songs? are you sure you’re not dreaming?”

“it’s a public playlist, i even followed her playlists”

“If you’re wrong, hyung, im really gonna fight you on this! bc I KNOW her first”

“doesn’t mean that you know her BETTER”

lots of petty bickerings

chan and jisung has a big revelation about mc that day at school

(there goes mc’s little rep within their group of friends)

he did warned them to not tell her that he told them about it and

that they actually are aware of her music taste

or else

she tried to rap really fast one time, trying to rap like how he does

he had to witness her biting her tongue live

changbin would never think someone like her would have

such a vulgar language

every profanity he knows came out of her mouth

he quickly got her something to soothe her wounded tongue

after fretting over her though, he started teasing her

relentlessly

she threatened to sue him

"I'll sue you"

"with what money?"

"my 2 fucking dollars lunch money!"

"that's not enough to pay anything, not even your attorney!"

"fight me!"

he’s that older brother figure that mc would come to whenever she has no one to tell her woes to

their relationship turned out to have lots of playful banters and teasings

he gives very comforting hugs and pats

mc doesn’t want to admit it tho

well, until, changbin caught her snuggling into his hugs one fine day

“admit it, you like them, you like my hugs”

“okay, fine, i DO like them, they’re great hugs, don’t let it go to your head.”

“I KNEW IT”

“You’re so loud, shut up, hyung!”

“OH MY GOD, YOU FINALLY ADMIT TO IT, IM GONNA TELL THE WORLD-KSDFNKSDNF-”

"FUCK- I SAID, SHUSH"

rip in peace, changbin

he didn’t expect someone like her would have so much strength to smother his mouth with her hand and shut it

the more you know

curiousity killed the cat????

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hwang hyunjin

avoidance at all cost (pt.2) despite being in the same year

why? exhibit a: he's considered very attractive in her year and that her classmates n batch mates have crushes on him

coughs one of the school princes coughs

their batch year prince

she's really gonna swerve away from him

interactions will be kept at a bare minimum

one time hyunjin n some others wanted to borrow a textbook from their class because they have forgotten theirs n he chose hers

she could feel cold sweat forming as she feels the death stare of some of her classmates

that gta [wasted] sfx whenever ur character dies

yeah that's mc

that was probably the last time she would even think about it

when he returned it back to her, he smiled at her, the really cute eye smile and she felt like she made the target on her back bigger lol

goodbye mc you've lived a good life

your friends will definitely will play never gonna give you up during your funeral (it's a promise)

jokes aside

hyunjin would probably noticed the panicked look in her eyes and wondered why

since his friends like felix and...jisung...and seungmin are like on good terms with her

he probably wondered about it a lot

borderlines on overthinking since both felix and jisung are particularly close to her

so she should know that he’s friends with them

ever since that encounter, it would come across his head whenever he saw her hanging out freely with felix or jisung or both of them

or when he come across her in the hallways

sometimes he wants to greet her but it feels like it would scare her away

esp when she looks ready to run into the opposite direction

if he ever made eye contact with her

so his plan to befriend mc has started

tried to join into the trio hangout; jisung, felix and mc

mc never did protest his presence like at all

but does occasionally look stiff when he's near her

eventually shes comfortable enough with him

but not enough to actually hang out with him alone though

that thought kind of made him feel envious towards the other boys

and a little left out

as a teenager, he has too many emotions to handle so

jisung and felilx caught the idea and told him to let her

take her time because she kinda. shy. (???)

that didn't stop him from mulling over it tho sometimes

one day he found her waiting at the bus stop

it was in the evening, she was still in her school uniform

he was kinda on an errand run too

kinda didn’t want to sit on the same bench as her

afraid that she might run away

she noticed him standing there eventually albeit very anxiously and kinda awkward

a casual greeting slipped past her lips which shocked hyunjin to his very core

he splutters back a reply

“on an errand run, errand boy?"

"huh?"

“uh, um, pretend that i didn’t say anything.”

“right, sure, but may i sit next to you, the bus seemed to be late and my legs are kinda tired.”

“oh, uh, yeah, sure, but you didn’t have to ask, y’know?”

“well, didn’t wanna scare you off…"

“it’s nothing personal, if that’s what you’re worried about,” + “it’s just. didn’t wanna step on a landmine and the girls in our batch seemed to adore you a lot and me being close to you might set off the wrong signal…?”

“that’s absurd, you’re...being unreasonable..i mean, its none of their business-!”

“i know, im sorry, my bad, it’s not your fault either, it’s not anyone’s fault, to be honest.”

for a moment, he found her reasoning to be petty and unreasonable until it finally clicks inside her head, from her point of view when he really thought it through.

“...no wait, im sorry, i think, i kinda get why when i really thought about it.”

“yeah, it’s no biggie, don’t worry, im sorry too, we’ll both get over it”

“...um, we’re friends, right?”

“...i suppose so, if you dont mind, dummy.”

a giddy smile crossed his face while mc struggles to not stare at him looking so cute like that as she coughs into her hand, avoiding eye-contact

pretty boys have too much power in their hands

and she’s one of their fallen victims towards their charms

this isn’t fair for her heart

so when the bus arrived

they sat beside each other on the bus

hyunjin did most of the chattering while mc listens

he was so glad he cleared smth up with her

if she allows it, he would definitely tried to hug her

until he remembers that one time changbin told him he almost got punch in the face by her

when he tried doing it the first time and startled her

yeah no not now

maybe sometime in the near future, a long-awaited hug would be great

(if he was honest tho, he really wanted to cry when she told him the truth)

(it felt like a heartache)

but it’s okay now though

they’re friends now (somewhat) and that’s all that matters

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