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TADC THEORY!

Spoilers for episode six!!!

So, we all know Caine was lying when he said he didn’t have control over the cast’s minds, right? Because of the stupid sauce or Jax’s veganism. Then does that technically mean he can lead them to abstraction?

Maybe instead of Ribbit or Kaufmo’s insanity leading them to abstracting, they did something to Caine that made him snap.

Jax states in episode six that people are not pleasant to be around right before they abstract, and instead of them being unpleasant, as in their crazy, maybe he meant that they were just plain mean. They spent so long trying to find a way out that they instead gave up and became a-holes.

They may have said something to Caine that made him so angry that he punished them with abstraction.

If this is true, then the next person to abstract would either be Zooble or Jax. They both challenge Caine’s authority throughout the show, which may lead him to snap.

Anyway, just a theory. And it’s like 3:00 am or something so this is badly written.

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ya’ll episode six was crazy

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so….

yuri?

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friend: i’m a loser baby-

me: a loser but just maybe if we eat shit together, things will end up differently!

friend: …

friend: …so why don’t you kill me…

i was with my friends a lot this month, hence why i haven’t been posting, and this actually happened… (also i hope ya’ll know this song)

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it’s already been a year since apology tour 😭😭

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what kind of name is “frank mctickly wrigglers’?

but i freaking love this short, it was a nice change of pace from the fast moving storyline with stolas and blitzø, but it still had that classic helluva boss humor :)

also blitzø and loona in the background are hilarious:

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i wish i could draw bc my whole blog would be filled with these idiots:

sigh… :(

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Heather’s Fanfic!

PLS READ: hai tumblr! so, i was given a request for an autistic veronica and poly heathers fic, so here it is! btw, i am sorry if i misrepresented any autistic people, as an autistic person myself, i was purely basing it on my experiences, but im not the best at writing so please be mindful, and maybe even comment or dm me with tips! anyways, now im just yapping so, here it is:

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Veronica stared at her wrist, watching as her fingers played with the blue beads on her bracelet. She read the letters that were painted on them, v e r o n i c a. The r was upside down. Classic McNamara, she thought fondly. Ah, the Heathers. The queens of the school that were heartless and evil. Oh, how Veronica loved them.

The sound of the bell and students’ feet pounding in the floor, desperate to leave pulled her out of her bracelet-trance. She gathered her things and quickly left the room. She traveled to her locker, where three tall and gorgeous girls stood, talking.

“Hey guys?” Veronica chimed in, “What’cha up to?”

“Implants,” Heather C. answered, “I personally think you don’t need them, Duke.” She crossed her arms and gave the green girl a look, a jokingly mean look, but it was also sympathetic.

Heather D. sighed in response, “Okay, okay.”

Everyone snickered a bit before the hallway began to grow quiet.

“Fuck, fourth period.” Heather C. gasped, “Tell me again what you have next, ‘Ronnie?”

“Uh… I have a free period!” Veronica responded, “But you guys have fun in gym.”

“We’ll try!” Heather D. scoffed, rolling her eyes.

“Hey! Gym is fun, thanks!” Heather M. joked, giving Duke a light hit on the arm, “See you later, Veronica!”

And with that, they left.

Veronica walked to the library, her go-to spot during her free period. But as she was walking, she couldn’t shake the feeling as if she was being followed. She made a sharp turn behind a wall and peered out to see if she could see who was behind her.

A jock, of course. He stood at about an intimidating six feet with pale white skin and dark curly hair. Veronica had seen him before, while watching the football game that the school forced her to go to, he kept on eyeballing her, but was obviously afraid of the Heathers. Now that Veronica was alone, he had the perfect chance to shoot his shot.

Veronica quickened her pace, she just had to lose him and this would all be over. You see, Veronica feels safe with the Heathers, but when they’re not there, it feels as if she’d been thrown into the a pit of snakes with nothing to defend herself with. Ever since they became what they are now, Veronica has depended on them, not like they minded, of course.

Once she made it to the library, she hid herself behind a bookshelf. Her breathing began to calm down, he was gone, everything is okay-

“Hey, babes~” Flirted an unfamiliar male voice, “Ver…- ronica! Right?”

“Y-yes, what do you need?” Alarms began to set off in her head, the jocks aren’t just misogynistic horny men, they also had the power to snap anyone in half.

“Saw ya’ watching me at the game last week,” He stated, beginning to corner Veronica between bookshelves, “And I thought, ‘she’s pretty hot! Maybe she’s from Tennessee?’”

“What?” Veronica whispered.

“Cause you’re the only ten-I-see~”

What the shit…? Veronica noticed the jock’s eyes wandering around her body; she began to try and cover herself with her bag. This is bad, she thought, this is really bad.

“Anyways,” The jock continued, “Let me take you out, we can take my convertible to a drive-in movie and I can put the hood back up if you’d like,” He gave a wink and smirked proudly.

With no other choice, Veronica took in a steady breath and muttered just loud enough for the man to hear.

“I- I’m sorry, I’m not interested,” She chocked on the last word.

The jock’s face turned red as he began throwing insults and ranting on about how Veronica was selfish for rejecting him.

“You fucking bitch! You know how many girls just like you would kill to have a chance with me!? You’re not even hot enough to be a Heather, it’s a miracle that they feel so obligated to hang out with your sad ass!”

With those words, Veronica began to fidget with her bracelet, this time in a panic. The whole room began warping around her, each word stung more and more. Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, SHUT UP! With what little strength she had left, she peeped out three words:

“Please… go away…”

The jock rolls his eyes and stomps off.

Veronica sank to the floor, putting her hands over her ears. She took in deep breaths to attempt to calm herself down, but she had no success. Everything grew loud, the sounds of pages turning and feet moving, but the loudest of them all were her thoughts, screaming at her.

The bell rang marking lunch time. The Heathers sat at their regular table, awaiting their Veronica’s arrival.

“Where is she?” Cried Heather M, staring in worry at her yellow bracelet.

“I dunno, should we check the library?” Duke asked their clique leader.

“Yes, we should,” Chandler replied, standing up, “Come on, she’s never late for lunch.”

The girls traveled to the library and began searching for Veronica. Heather M. was first to find her,

She gasped, “Veronica! I-“ she began to notice the state the poor girl was in and her eyes filled with emotion.

“Shit, shit, shit!” She rushed over and sat beside her, “Veronica! Sweetie, what happened?!”

The others heard the commotion and maneuvered through bookshelves to find them. They all crowded around Veronica, but gave her some space.

“‘Ronnie, what happened, who did this to you!?” Heather C. almost begged.

McNamara noticed Veronica’s bag and began to anxiously rummaged through it.

Veronica in question, chocked on her words, “I- I-… he- the- I- shit!” She felt tears streaming down her face.

Just then, a stuffed bat was placed in her hands, the one that she loved dearly. She felt the noise fade away as she fidgeted with its wings. It calmed her down enough that she could explain the situation, in which the Heathers’ were not happy about.

“That jackass did what!?” Duke snapped after hearing the story.

Heather C. stood up and grabbed Veronica’s hand. “C’mon, ‘Ronnie, we’re gonna fuck this guy up!” She growled with determination, swiftly leaving the room with the rest of her clique trailing behind her.

They ran through the halls towards the lunchroom, then scanned the room for the jock. There he was, at the table with all his dickhead friends. Chandler stomped over to them.

“Hey, blue-balls!” She barked, slamming her fist on the table “Did you fucking do this to her!?”

The jock swallowed, “Y- yeah, so what?”

Heather C. glared at the man, “License plate number,“ She demanded, “now!”

The rest of lunch was spent throwing food on his brand new sports car as he watched in horror, then later drenching it in gasoline and threatening to light it on fire if he didn’t apologize. Safe to say, Veronica was grateful.

“Thanks, Heather…” She muttered.

“Don’t worry your little head, sweetheart,” She comforted, giving Veronica a small kiss on the cheek, “we’ve got your back, ‘kay?”

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so… how was that? if you want more fics like mine, check out my blog where the rules and fandoms list are pinned! thanks for reading and sorry this took me so long!!

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well i was quite satisfied with the tony awards

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uhhdhsj hi!! so, you said in your last post (the one for fanfic requests) that you could either rq through an ask or a dm, but i’m pretty sure that your dms are closed. and if i am going to request anything, i’d honestly prefer to do it through dms :) thanks in advance !!

thank you for bringing this to my attention, it’s updated now! sorry to anyone who tried to dm me, i’m still not used to all the features of owning a tumblr blog.

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[CLOSED]

hey fanfic readers!

since summer is coming, i am going to have LOADS of free time so if any of ya’ll have mini fanfic ideas/prompts you’d want me to write, either dm or ask me and i’ll do my best.

!!FANDOMS & RULES BELOW!!

here are the fandoms that i’m in/feel comfortable writing for:

Hazbin Hotel

Helluva Boss

Steven Universe???

Gravity Falls (i know it’s dead 🥹)

The Amazing Digital Circus

Murder Drones (also dead i think)

Heathers ;)

Hamilton (musical but I can write for historical)

yeah… i’m not in a lot of fandoms… i will fix that!

RULES!

1. i will NOT do kink/fetish fics! i’m sorry, i just don’t feel comfortable with that kind of stuff!

2. NO adult x minor or relative x relative.

3. i will not do intense smut. i can add a bit, but not a ton, i also just suck at writing smut…

4. do not pester me into doing your fic idea, i’ll try my best to do yours, but i like to take my time with my writing so be patient

5. i am open to all ships, but if i don’t know a lot about a certain one, there’s a chance i won’t do it, at least until i do some research.

6. i am not very educated on aus… i know some, so if you really want an au included, check out my tumblr to see if i’ve heard of it before.

8. my writing skills aren’t the best, so please be kind! i’m really trying improve!

thanks for reading! if you want more longer fanfics, i’m creating an ao3 account that i’ll be active on later. when i eventually make it, i’ll share it on tumblr.

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what should've happened on the dueling ground

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babe, wake up, it’s pride month!

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ya’ll, the hamilton cast is reuniting for the tony awards ON MY BIRTHDAY!!!

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the obsession might be out of hand…

my girlfriend is deeply concerned with the rat noises i make while showering…… burrrnnn

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ah, yes

tumblr, you know me so well /j

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here’s a gif for you burr simps… i’m totally not one… :D