#AMF-2

[carsthatnevermadeitetc]

AMF-2, 1971. An experimental safety car prototype built by American Machine & Foundry Inc in collaboration with AMC. The AMF 2 had airbags and automatic fire extinguishers as well as aluminium bumpers with thirty inches of travel. Rear visibility was by a periscope. The steel-bodied prototype weighed a whopping 5,791 lbs.

[melon-colli]

Anyone else find it cute that Doorknob went straight for AMF and Bin when choosing her teammates?

[allmoifaves]

I am so not normal most days but today I’m not normal about Final Destination

[codename-adler]

letter to your lover took a detour via Sicilia before finding its intended (i got overwhelmed and forgor)

The Genesis of Kathea🌺:

i know, despite fumbling through the fog and the haze, that it has to do with my Kevaaron fic dance 'til you find someone to die for

before i was a Katelyn lover, i was a stickler to canon, so i viscerally needed a way for Kateaaron to breakup that *could* be canon, that felt realistic enough without just deleting her character

so i dedicated an interlude chapter to her, from her pov, in which she deals with severe mental disorder(s) and Aaron has to bring her to the psych ward (Easthaven!! 👀), hence why she had not been in the narrative so far and how she comes back for the final break

so Katelyn was 'dealt' with; now i had to think about 'dealing' with Thea and give her an interlude too, right?

and i thought-

i thought-

Wouldn't It Be Funny...?

if- if- if they switched?

then my obsessed ass went into overtime and connected all the dots to make! it! work!

and suddenly it wasn't funny anymore. it was real. and i was fucked.

19.

I dedicate this one to Trixie & Katya, almost made an entire socmed post just from their repertoire of lines, had to hold myself back and stick to the appropriate 1-2 quotes per post.

also thank u to @minyard-05 for the Sethaaron inspo <3

the boys are getting there, a smidge of neilaaron bestfriendism, Robin cameo, i just want Kathea to shine, and Nicky letting loose xx.

[icanbetrustedwithnukes]

items taken from both eric harris and dylan klebold’s residences, credit to petsalamander on reddit (items may be repeated):

Taken from the Harris residence:

Sony 8MM video camera, green Steno book, piece Steno paper w/computer information, two glass test tubes w/plastic caps, eight 1½" x 2" mirrors, metal pieces, magnets, four boxes pellets, 9mm bullets, paper bag w/2 metal boxes w/nails, canvas bag w/shot, two boxes match sticks, broken jar w/metal pieces, floppy discs, misc. documents, Gateway 2000 CPU, misc. components and cables to computer, misc. discs, NEC 3FGX computer monitor, HP 682C printer, contents of trash, paperwork of Eric Harris, poster, "DANGER" sign, batteries and packaging, Micronta tester, heavy duty lamp bulb, two pieces of PVC pipe, Sony micro cassette recorder, two 2.5 gallon AMF oil containers, roll duct tape, cardboard box, papers, videotapes, micro cassette tape (Maxell), roll black electrical tape, baggy of broken glass fragments, photographs, bank account information, knife and tool, Dylan Klebold's papers, one shotgun barrel w/fireworks shell tube, roll electrical wire, 4 fuse, detonation cord, nails, end of rifle barrel, blue case w/shot, purple case empty, wire connections, plastic dish w/small rocks, misc. electrical parts, cigar box w/ shotgun shells, firecracker fuse, 1 firecracker, misc. electrical components, duct taped papers, five Doom books, receipts, card, school books and papers, two handwritten notes on Day Planner paper, two Schematic and note, fireworks, small rocket engines, 8mm tape, 1 empty shell case, 2 slugs, empty case w/ wood, stock of gun, PVC end cap, box playing cards, metal rods, 2 Morse code, electrical parts, US Calvary magazine, packages of ignitors, fireworks catalogs, tools, igniters, Anarchy cookbook document, bottle of Jack Daniels, glove, web straps, black BDU's, black torn t-shirt, two lighter fluids, gray file case, shotgun shells, detonator fuse, ball bearings, fuse cord, notebook, CDs, magazines, wood target, black toolbox marked "explosives" and contents, papers w/names and numbers, wood plaque, yearbooks, Black Cat bag, Black Cat paper, Maxell CD, diagram, folder w/papers, Hobby Lobby bag, Klebold label, bag shotgun shells, knife box - empty, gun box - empty, notepad map, yearbook '98, voodoo doll, match sticks taped, laser disc, calendar, stuffed bear w/CO2 cartridge, bullet, laser pointer, calendar, five cut fingertips from black glove, torn calendar page, three pictures of suspect, graduation announcement, five pages graduation list, Marine info packet, spool wire, Quick Tite glue, class schedule for Eric, report card in State Farm envelope, two '96 and '97 CHS yearbooks, medicine bottles, handwritten note

Taken from the Klebold residence (a considerably shorter list):

misc. wooden matches, batteries, newspaper article, homemade brass knuckles, misc. paperwork, misc. piece of radio and shotgun wadding, 8mm tape, electrical components, micro cassette, micro cassette recorder, lighter fluid, knife, shotgun shell casings and boxes, four 9mm, report card, BB's in dispenser, plastic case w/BB's, cassette tape and paper, shotgun barrel, metal tube, two pictures, documents and mail of Dylan Klebold, Acer CPU marked "Larry Brooks," Daisy CO2 BB pistol, BB's in box w/BB pistol, Remington mag bullet, Apple CPU, Newsweek magazine article, yearbooks and notebooks, scopes, wiring, two ladies watches, UMAX Astra 1220U scanner, mini tower CPU, catalogues, keyboard and mouse, NEC MultiSync 3FGX monitor, inert grenade, dish, turquoise suitcase, discs, two black t-shirts, film negatives, alcohol bottle, wall decoration of KMFDM (spelled in the police report "KMFDDM" which I find amusing), coat liner and belt, destroyed Coca-Cola can, CDs, black nylon bag, seven VHS tapes in bag, Marilyn Manson CD and electrical wire w/Alligara, three papers in bag, rubber hose, jar of black colored powder, broken electronic pieces, pipe w/end caps, two Daisy 856 BB rifles, twelve misc. floppy discs, can of Zippo lighter fluid, pink and black box containing BB's, misc. items

[bluudud985]

I LOV3 HORS3 RAC3 T3STS SM I N33D 2 RANT IT MAK3S M3 SO ILL OH MY GOODDDDDS G GDHSHDGDSBBS

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TH3 NIGHTMAR3 HORS3S.BTH3 WAY AMF R3FL3CTS R3ALISM TH3 WAY BIN IS LIT3RALYL JUST CYAN WHOS NAM3 IS ####### OOB BTW. H3R NAM3 IS OOB. TH3Y NAM3D H3R OOB WTF Y DID TH3Y DO THAT TO H3RRRRYEHAYAYSYDH UYSYYAHAHSHSHV

JOVIAL IS D3AD. R3ALISM IS D3AD. CYAN IS 3ITH3R TRAPP3D OR D3AD OR BOTH OR SMTH. TH3R3S NO HAPPYN3NDING 4 TH33S3 HORS3S. TH3R3 WAD NO POINT 2 TH3 RAC3S TH3Y ONLY L3D 2 LOSS TH3Y AAAAGASGGAHAAHAHAAHAHASBSBSNSKAJAZJXCJC

UGH I H8 TH3S3 HORS3S SM IM

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I LOVE HORSE RACE TESTS SO MUCH I NEED TO RANT IT MAKES ME SO ILL OH MY GOODDDDDS G GDHSHDGDSBBS

I DONT EVEN HAVE ALL MY THOGUHTS TOGETHER RIGHT NOW I WATCHED VIDEO ESSAYS ABOUT IT FOR THE FIRST TIME YESTERDAY WITH MY DAD AND ?!?!?@,@<&@,@&WAAAAAA AT HHHHSGAGAHAHAGSHWB AAGHHH UGHH CYANS EVIL VERSION THING IS LITERALLY NAMED GARBAGE BIN SHE HATES HERSELF SO MUCH SHE LITERALLY GETS SO DEPRESSED THAT IT STARTS HURTING THE PEOPLE AROUND HER WHICH IS!!!!!!! LIKE IT HAPPENS IN REAL LIFE OBVIOUSLY IN HRT ITS EXAGGERATED BUT IT CAN HAPPEN AND IT DOES!! IT DOOEEESSS!!!!!!! SHE NEVER WANTED JOVIAL OR REALISM TO GET HURT THEY TRAPPED HER IN THE FUCKING NIGHTMARE PURGATORY. THEY . AAAGAGDYUUSHSHSJSHXHDJCJCNDJFN JDNSNANAKAKDKDKFNCJFFJDJDEJWUSIDKKDKDKDDKDKDKDKDKENEK KM TWEAKIGNGN

THE NIGHTMARE HORSES.BY THE WAY AMF REFLECTS REALISM THE WAY BIN IS LITERALLY JUST CYAN WHOS NAME FUCKING OOB BY THE WAY. HER NAME IS OOB. THEY NAMED HER OOB WTF WHY DID THEY DO THAT TO HERRRRYEHAYAYSYDH UYSYYAHAHSHSHV

JOVIAL IS DEAD. REALISM IS DEAD. CYAN IS EITHER TRAPPED OR DEAD OR BOTH OR SMTH. THERES NO HAPPY ENDING FOR THESE HORSES. THER3 WAS NO POINT TO THE RACES THEY ONLY LED TO LOSS THEY AAAAGASGGAHAAHAHAAHAHASBSBSNSKAJAZJXCJC

UGH I HATE THESE HORSES SO MUCH IM

[jqmon]

Me and @amf-studios did an art trade.

She asked me to draw anything with Natsuki(her trans nate headcanon) so i drew her an alternate fit as we only see her mainly wear her normal attire when nate had 2 outfits he’d wear most of the time.

I’m so sorry this took so long and if it’s not as good as you thought it would be.😭

[testure-1988]

@ourladyofomega (ty!!) tagged me to post six pictures from my gallery.

Say hello to my room clutter. Seriously, I need more shelves, but I have no room.

1: is the middle of one of my bookcases

2: is part of the same bookcase (I have a TON of mythology related literature)...and yes that is a nendoroid of Alex from A Clockwork Orange. And oh man, you can see my high school year book (lmao).

3: Some of my posters (Robert & Siouxsie)

4: a tiny fraction of my dvd collection (that Invader Zim blu-ray is a bootleg, if you're curious).

5: some books that aren't on a shelf

6: Finally, my laptop! The 16 TB drive is almost full... of just music, and you can see a bit of my Plex server.

I tag @rivetgoth @lysistra @slo-decay @roofrabbit @sfh-amf but you don't have to do it if you don't want to

[l-xwx-z]

Guess who just fucking collapsed amf hit their head again- ISTG IF I DONT GET SUPERPOWERS OR DONT GET INSANELY SMART IM JST GONNA COMMIT WAR CRIMES CUZ I HIT MY HEAD LIKE 6 TIMES IN 2 DAYS THAT HAS TO BE FATE.

@ladybugfandomfantasy @multifandomer537 @hydra-failure @artstycz @loonafan33

[goosinaroundfindinout]

No way in topgun maverick they all weren’t a little gay I call BS

Supporting evidence:

- I know the navy VERY well

- they're gay as shit for a bunch of straight men that’s why it’s nicknamed the gayvy

- I went to a fighter squadron holiday party last night

- the whole table was flirting with eachother all bros just 2 girls (me: a civvie and her: navy) and we were not being flirted w/ by our dates they were flirting w eachother actually (all stone cold sober still).

- explained in detail how they're gonna have say gex w/ eachother to us which is real gotta treat the homies good

- cowboys so many holiday cowboys- GAY

- the fact that they've probably kissed eachother more than us (the gf and me)

- actually kissed at one point for pics

- to be fair they were enlisted and also flight deck guys so they're more cowboys than Os who were Pavlov trained to be good by Academy/OCS/ROTC

- as soon as I mentioned I was in college for aerospace and going af after my AS they all went

"??? And you're [redacted's] date???" | love my men silly what can I say :3 he did the worm for me and got me a AMF

Note: AMF is on my banned drinks list along w tequila bc I get too silly (cough freaky cough cough) and I can only have this drink in the gay clurb (my fav one shut down on NYE so l haven't had one since like summer bc I don't go out a lot even tho that main bartender is literally my old roommates brother in law from when I lived in a frat house)

-nerdiest guy at the table seen a pic of me last month before I dyed my hair black and had to remove my face piercings and it looked like his heart shattered, he was my type of nerdy tho I liked him

on that note what is the correlation between specifically military men from the south/midwest and alt people bc there is def a pattern

- god I love the navy they know how to party

- go navy beat army - a mf who's pops was army

- I hope the air force is as beautiful as last night after basic + tech

Me after seeing my date kiss his bro behind his cowboy hat:

I should post more abt these adventures bc they lowkey be entertaining and insane

Goose signing off

[strugglingfloralclerk]

Sugar

Summary: Class 2-A celebrates their beloved teleporter's accomplishments with a night out; but Todoroki didn't anticipate Taika's drunk ramblings of sugar baby ambitions.

A/N: suggestive themes/language. All characters are aged up. MDNI! 18+

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Growing up on an island like Retesuwa, specifically growing up on the south side of Kama Mountain, there was nothing anyone could tell Taika Miri about her appearance or about her ability to take care of her family.

She busted her ass to provide for her Auntie and Uncle. Be it cleaning the Cultural Center for Old Lady Kala'Kameka for a few bucks; or working (off record) as a bartender at Rusty's Beach Bar.  Also, even if she wasn't proud of it, running errands for Tanno also helped Taika put food on the table, kept the lights on and the water running. 

She typically took pride in it...Now, with two AMF cocktails, two shots of gin, and one Yaeger Bomb, Taika had a hard change of heart. She tuned out the details of the previous conversation but judging off Momo's red face and Tsu and Mina's teasing grins, a change of topic would be appreciated.

"I want to be a sugar baby." Taika admitted seriously. Her words were clear and steady for someone who swore up and down she was drunker than a skunk.

Never mind the fact they were literally out celebrating the teleporter because she won three scholarship awards and secured her spot in the hero course for their next year of university. Taika could only focus on how all her hard work and hustling left her feeling sore and exhausted.

Todoroki nearly spat his drink out. "No, you don't."

Taika pouted at him; she folded her arms across her chest and straightened her posture. "Yes, I do. The universe needs to send a man to take care of me."

Todoroki narrowed his eyes at her, "Miri..."

"Fine," Taika uncrossed her arms and dropped the unhappy pout. "I'll settle for a Splenda daddy or a trust fund baby."

Trust fund babies like the ones that would soon crowd the beautiful beaches of Retesuwa during the summer. The same kind of trust fund babies who would also leave the waste along the sandy shores for people like Taika to pick up once their party was over.  As much as she missed Auntie and Uncle, she wasn't eager to return to Retesuwa in the summer for minimum wage.

"Midoriya," Mina joked as she clasped a hand on the muscular young man's shoulder. "Aren't you a trust fund baby?"

Todoroki noticed how Taika's body shifted away from his side to Midoriya's.

Taika arched a perfectly sculpted eyebrow at the green hair man. "Midoriya, would you like a girlfriend?" She could feel Todoroki glaring at her but she stayed focused on Midoriya and his rapidly blushing face.

"Well, I, uh," Midoriya's glossy eyes and stuttered words expressed how drunk he was.

Taika and Mina merely laughed as Midoriya stumbled through their teasing.

"I mean, it's not that I-," Midoriya struggled. 

"It's okay, Midoriya." Taika brought a blue cocktail to her lips and took an appreciative sip as her eyes met his. "I know I'm not your type."

Little did Taika know about the way they spoke about her in the privacy of the men's locker room. With some exceptions, the consensus was Taika didn't have to be their type to get it.

Right now, Todoroki contemplated asking Midoriya if he still had sketches of Taika in her new hero suit, but tonight was supposed to be a good night out with friends.

"In order to get sugar from a "daddy" you have to put out." Todoroki muttered clearly enough for only Taika's ears. 

"I can put out," Taika replied as she contemplated continuing this conversation with him. The one remaining sober brain cell in her whole system screamed at Taika to shut up. 

Sure thing, you prude, Todoroki thought as he snuck a longing glance at the way the silky lavender dress perfectly hugged the curves of Taika's body.

"Well..." Drunk Taika completely ignored her sober brain cell warnings. "My mouth is more willing to put out than my-."

Todoroki choked on a small bit of ice that suddenly formed in the back of his throat; Bakugo roared with laughter at the display first, the rest of their drunk friends joined in soon after.

"Let's get you some water," Taika pivoted to help save face; the alcohol forcing her to forget the reason why the poor boy started choking to begin with; she urged him up to his feet.

"Taika!" He scolded once he managed to melt the ice from inside his mouth.

"Sorry." Taika led him by his arm to the bar. "I didn't think you'd react that way to my joke."

"Who said I took that as a joke, Miri?"

Taika's eyes went wide with surprise and Todoroki noticed how pretty her eyes were even under the flashing lights of the club.

"What?" Taika blinked back at him; her mind suddenly unable to understand the Japanese language.

Todoroki blinked back at her; drunken impatience pumped through his veins. "What?"

Even as a bartender silently handed both tall glasses of water; Taika glanced at Todoroki as if he sprouted a third eye.

Taika sipped her water as a small wrinkle of concern and bewilderment furrowed her brows. She opened her mouth to try and speak; only to be shocked all over again.

Todoroki watched her openly with an air of amusement, he didn't need to be sly and coy with as drunk as they both were in the situation.

"I'm sorry." Taika bristled as she pushed her water away. "What did you mean earlier?"

"What do you mean? I already told you what I meant." He retorted as he rested his chin in the palm of his hand and leaned against the bar.

Taika took two steps closer toward him; her mind tried to find the words she wanted in Japanese to communicate with Todoroki, but it jumbled up with her native language instead.

Oh wow, she realized as she tried to recall the words she wanted in the language she wanted. I'm drunk-drunk.

He pushed her glass back toward her.

"If you meant it, say it again then." Taika said under her breath after a few minutes, unsure of if she wanted Todoroki to hear her response.  

Todoroki titled his head at her words, "What?"

"Nothing." Taika replied as she now sensed two sober brain cells that floated in her alcohol addled mind; her eyes carefully analyzed Todoroki.

She gazed upon him many times while they were both drunk but not like this; not so closely and so ardently. She wondered if he knew how handsome he was. If he knew how soft and welcoming his lips looked? Her eyes trailed downward, and they fixated on the Gucci logo right on his belt.

Oh right. A lightbulb slowly went off as Taika remembered the most basic thing about her dear friend. He's filthy rich....but he's not a litter bug, so that's not too bad.

"Have you ever had a sugar baby?" Taika asked as she mimicked his posture.

The literal gasped that befell his lips was downright offended; it was as if in that moment Taika was in the presence of an angel rather than Todoroki.

"No, I've never had a sugar baby." He sneered at her with annoyance evident in how he lightly pointed at her chin. The motion was gentle despite his stern monotone.

Taika scoffed, "No. You haven't had a sugar baby yet."

"You're never going to bag yourself a sugar daddy," Todoroki immediately shot back at her jab. "You talk back too much, Miri."

Drunk or sober, Todoroki truly meant that statement.

Taika shrugged and teased the young man even more. Sometimes, he made it so easy to pick on him she couldn't resist. "Maybe I'm not the right type of sugar for you, Shoto."

Todoroki rolled his eyes at her; he leaned close enough to her face, barely half an inch in between their lips.

"Miri," Todoroki started out carefully with a lick of his lips. "If you are serious about being a sugar baby, you need to think and act like one."

"And put out, right?" Taika remarked as she met the intense look that darkened Todoroki's features. She felt like she was going to melt under that gaze.

"More like be submissive." He watched as a look of disgust registered on Taika's face; he smirked. "Extremely submissive."

"I..." Taika's eyes shifted with uncertainty before she focused back on Todoroki. "I can be submissive."

The laugh that emitted from the half and half quirk user was hardy and warm and full of affection. Taika narrowed her eyes at that response despite how lovely Todoroki's laugh sounded.

Oh, very funny, you think I'm stubborn. Taika fought the urge to roll her eyes only because she was sure Todoroki would comment on that too.

He motioned for the bartender; his eyes parted from hers for a moment; and he caught his breath after such hearty laughter. "I'm still thirsty. You want anything, Miri?"

The Retesuwa native shrugged. She could feel sobriety attempt to break through the alcohol induced fog that clouded her mind.

"One peach maitai for her and I'll take Moscow Mule, please." Todoroki slid a fifty over the bar and looked back over at Taika. "You like those right?"

She nodded quietly; genuinely surprised that he remembered her typical go to drink order.

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There were topics that Todoroki and Taika never touched on when they were of sober mind and thought. It was a mutual unspoken rule between the two friends.

They never spoke about romantic interests to the other; and they never knowledge the stray glances of affection and tender gestures that slipped into their supposed platonic relationship. Yet, two additional drinks later (they promised the other this was their final round) that unspoken rule finally broke. 

Todoroki had never seen Taika blush before (he doubted she was capable of it at this point); but he could finally tell when he had her flustered.  Which, if he was correct, Taika's tell was the subtle way she bit the inside of her bottom lip.  

"What?" He nudged his shoulder against hers to test his theory. "You're not going answer the question?" He blew cool air in her direction, "Rule breaker."

Taika gently bit the inside of her bottom lip; unsure if his question really needed an answer. "No getting mad, okay?" She pointed delicately at him; a slight accent in her tone as she tried to focus mainly on speaking Japanese.

Todoroki silently crossed an 'x' over his heart.

Taika swallowed down the last of her peach maitai. "At a beach, it was junior prom."

Todoroki finished the rest of his Moscow Mule. "In public?" He sounded impressed.

"No! Not in public." Taika scoffed as she rested the weight of her head on his shoulder. "Locals know the good hiding spots on beaches, so I found a secluded area."

Todoroki rested his chin atop her head and snaked a hand around her waist.

"Would you take me there too? If I visited Retesuwa?"

"No. I'd probably take you anywhere else." Taika answered as she felt the tender way he squeezed her hip. Retesuwa was nowhere near nice enough for Todoroki Shoto; south of Kama Mountain or otherwise. "Besides, I don't want to take you to where I lost my virginity. Would you want to take me to the dojo where you lost yours?"

"It's our family dojo," Todoroki stated all too drunk to understand what Taika meant. "From one of our homes along the countryside, so I could take you if you wanted."

"Well, now I just don't want to visit your home out in the countryside." Taika sighed softly as she breathed in the scent of his cologne.

"Sugar babies meet where their sugar daddies tell them to." Todoroki whispered slowly.

Taika shrugged only to feel Todoroki's hand travel away from her waist up to the small of her back, "Well, if they want my sugar, they should meet me when and where I tell them too."

Todoroki made a face, but he didn't have the words needed to counter her comment. He wondered if alcohol somehow made Taika's mouth smarter. Although, briefly.

"Maybe I need a sugar daddy that's easy to bully like Midoriya." Taika commented after she realized how demanding being a sugar baby sounded. Her two sober brain cells disappeared well over an hour ago, but had they been with her, they would have NEVER allowed her to coherently say those words in front of the dear Prince of UA University.

"Hey." Now, for some reason Todoroki's forehead pressed against Taika's and he is fixated on those brown eyes of hers.

Her heart and breath both froze in captivation and embarrassment once she realized her statement. His eyes darkened with drunk bravery and vexation as he stared his friend down.

"I only meant Midoriya is, like, easy to push around," Taika's drunken panic rooted so deeply into her soul; her mind wasn't sure what to say next.

"Besides, Midoriya is more husband material than sugar daddy material anyways. - " Pools of cocoa brown eyes instantly closed out of pure instinct at the blunder. She bit her lips down into a straight line.  Why did you say that? Taika cringed at her words. 

Suddenly, Todoroki had the right words for the purple haired beauty. His expression looked rather smug the moment he realized how nervous Taika was. 

"I'm fit for both roles." Todoroki teased with playful tug of Taika's long, flowy curls. A boyish grin on his handsome face as enjoyed this moment between her and him. 

Taika felt the heat from her panic die down once she heard that flirty tone in his voice; Todoroki felt his heart skip several beats once her eyes opened and unabashedly met his gaze.

Their lips gravitated toward each other; Todoroki felt Taika's fingers hook onto his belt loops of his trousers and the little tug she gave him signaled a warm invitation.  Todoroki wondered what her lips felt like, and now he'd have an answer.

"OH, MY GOODNESS, TAIKA! I AM TRIPPING BALLS RIGHT NOW. I AM SO HAPPY I FOUND YOU."

It was almost comical how quickly both Todoroki and Taika immediately jumped away from the other at the sound of Sero's voice. Taika quickly smoothed her hair out whilst Todoroki adjusted his cuffs.

Sero's face flushed with relief when he then noticed red and white hair and mismatched eyes. "'Roki, thank goodness you're here too."

Taika held back the urge to scream; Todoroki tried his best to look unbothered. 

"Why are you tripping?" Taika asked over the loud club music. She was sure Sero had basic weed edibles before.

Sero looked down bashfully at his feet; the nervous grin on his face reminded Todoroki of a child who just got caught red handed with something they shouldn’t have.

"I accepted a chocolate bar from some girl while waiting in line for the bathroom."

Taika immediately sobered up and her eyes narrowed in irritation and concern for the tape-based quirk user. 

"Damn it, Hanta!" Taika grabbed both Sero's and Todoroki's wrists as she marched to find Iida or Momo. Her anger was evident in how her pretty face morphed into a scowl. She was too drunk to properly deal with this situation, but sober enough to know how to pass the buck to someone else.

"This is the second time! Stop accepting food from strangers!"

Sero scoffed and whispered to Todoroki. "Shinso and Denki also did it too though."

Todoroki shared Taika's irritation more than concern. Their moment of affection, gone. Who knew if they'd ever have a chance to be like that again.

If Sero wanted to ruin their night, fine. Todoroki would ruin Sero's weekend.

"He said Shinso and Denki did it too, Miri." Todoroki reported to Taika once they located Iida.

The fire that ignited inside her eyes made Todoroki's heart flutter. She shook her head in disappointment and placed her hands on hips in a dangerous manner. 

"And Shinso and Denki did it too, so they're probably tripping somewhere in this club! Shinso is not in the right mindset to be high off shrooms right now!" 

Iida placed his glass of water down and sighed. At this point, he was going to put their whole class on lockdown for disorderly conduct.

[melon-colli]

Horse Race Test: Horse Headcanons part 4

part 1->part 2->part 3->part 4 (you are here)->part 5

Welcome to part 4 of my Horse Race Test Headcanons! These on the nightmare horses, Nighttime Knifemare, Garbage Bin, and AMF. (This is also the most I'll be straight up making stuff up about these bouncing PNG's. I cannot stress enough these are just my hc's lol).

To me, these 3 are experiments created using Cyan and Superstitonal’s DNA once they got pulled away from the others. Bin, Knifetime, and AMF are the only ones deemed successful since they won their races and earned their names, the other ones are trashed. Whatever created the experiments put the idea in their heads that Cyan and to a lesser extent, Supersitional were their parents. Cyan is idolized by Bin, Knifetime, and AMF and they react defensively when Sup and Jovial try to rescue her.

During the final test race, both the NightMares and JoviSup searched the caves for the weird carrot that meant you won (idk what to call this thing).

If Jovial and Sup won, Cyan would be brought back and they would have been able to go home. But if the experiments won, Cyan would be lost, and Jovial and Sup would be experimented on. AMG, NK, and Bin's aggression along with the confusing nature of the final race track made the last race unfair to our two racers by default. Eventually, Bin was sent to find the carrots while Jovial and Sup were held off, and the Nightmares won.

🚮 Garbage Bin 🗑️

The physically strongest of the 3, but also the most sensitive. Bin takes after Cyan the most by having her self hating tendencies, but cranked up to 11. Bin loves her ‘mom’ Cyan dearly and wants to make her proud, so she beats herself up whenever she makes a mistake. The other two can manipulate her easily thanks to this, as GB will push past any doubts she has if she believes something will help Cyan, or make the others happy. 

While Bin isn’t as large as her fellow experiment, 2B5, Garbage Bin still dwarfs the other racers in size, which she uses to her advantage in races. Her speed is pretty average though. 

During the final test race, Bin broke off from the group and was ordered to find the carrots Knifetime and AMG held off Jovial and Sup, which she obeys.

🔪 Nighttime Knifemare 🔪

The most aggressive of the 3. Knifemare is very prideful and views herself as the leader of their group, bossing AMG and Garbage Bin around. Garbage Bin genuinely sees her as their leader and believes everything she says, while AMF usually just tunes her out. She is very mean, and often insulting others or using violence to get people to do what she wants. AMF will reign her in if she gets too big for her britches though.

Despite everything, Knifemare loves Cyan just like the other experiments, and believes they are doing the right thing. Knifemare holds some love for AMF and Bin as family, but only shows it through backhanded complements.

Knifemare’s body is very sharp and has sharp knife-like growths sprouting from her body, which she uses to attack others on the track. This lets her be a dangerous opponent, but she’s a glass cannon. Her growths can break and she is small, so she relies on hit and run tactics instead of constant aggression.

During the tournament arc, Knifemare is the only one to make it to finals. There, she is enraged by Cyan/00b still chosing the other racers over her despite everything they did for her. Knifemare attempts to attack Cyan out of rage, but gets mobbed by the other horses, Fearsome Fate, and FFF. Knifemare is defeated and Fearsome Fate wins the tournament. (Yeah idk what happens to her after that, I'll figure it out once we get more Horse race tests).

🦄 A Mysterious Figure ❔

I see AMF as being similar to Superstitional Realism, being stoic, but AMF comes off as nearly emotionless in comparison. AMF would be very cold towards her fellow experiments, mostly staying with them out of necessity. This coldness doesn’t extend to Cyan, who AMF’s love for borders on zealotry. I see AMF’s loving her the most out of the 3, putting her on a pedestal and viewing it as their duty to keep her with them. 

Just like Sup, I see the lump on AMF's back as a horn. Unlike Sup’s, AMF's horn is larger and can actually do magic. AMF is very good at using this magic, but it came at the cost of her mobility. AMF's psychic power is very potent, but her horn weighs her down and makes it so takes a lot of effort for her to move. Technically, AMF is the slowest racer out of the 3, but she compensates for this by using magical illusions against her opponents and psychically moving her body. AMF would speak telepathically too.

 AMF is the only experiment to take after Superstitional Realism in appearance, and she hates it as to me, AMG despises Sup. Where the others don’t really acknowledge Sup, AMF is aware that Sup chose to abandon Cyan and how much that hurt her. During their solo race, AMF would quickly make it personal, tearing into Superstitional Realism for hurting her mom and using illusions to torment Sup. While AMF gets close, Sup refuses to let AMG get in her head. Eventually, AMF’s horn would get caught on her surroundings, trapping her in one room while Sup gets closer to the goal. AMF would throw everything she has psychically at Superstitional, but Superstitional would push through and win the solo race.

Bonus Equine forms

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i think donating to AMF can be really good for the feelings of powerlessness endemic to like, modern knowledge of global tragedy. a long-lasting insecticidal net costs 2 dollars and is effective at protecting against malaria! givewell estimates they save a life on average every ~5k. which is a lot of money but not THAT much money (many people who receive nets wouldnt have gotten malaria if they hadnt had the net, and most people who get malaria dont die from it). like, oh, yeah, youre kind of powerless. but not that powerless. western money goes a long way in poor places in the world. when im having a guilt spiral sometimes i donate 100 dollars. 50 nets!

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[educationalporpoises]

15 and 49 🙏 or mystery # of your choice if you've done one already

15. What’s your favorite AU that you’ve written? My fed-up grad student Webgott AU "All My Friends", which will be updated as soon as The Pitt brainworms stop eating at me. AMF is very special to me because it represents a lot of the challenges and frustrations I've felt, and I get to let my characters overcome those things and come out stronger on the other side :)

49. What are you currently working on? Share a few lines if you’re up for it! The Pitt: Dennis-centric oneshot called "Kingfisher" that's the start of a longer series about Dennis and Abbot's mentorship. Here's a snippet:

"He hikes his camo backpack on his shoulder and, his back to Dennis, says, “You were homeless?” His tone is neutral, as if he’s asking what Dennis had for lunch, or how many scrub credits he has left on his shift." Band of Brothers: Here's a bit from Ch. 2 of All My Friends:

“I’m surprised you showed up,” Joe said, smiling, “You don’t strike me as the school spirit type.”  Webster pointed silently to the small school logo on his quarter-zip, and Joe laughed, loud and sharp. “C’mon, Web. That’s not enough. Here,” He said, pulling off his beanie. Joe’s hat was warm, if ridiculous, and David tugged it down on his head obligingly, smiling under the brim.

[global-broadcast-network]

Who Are The Iterators? What's The Plot?

SUMMARY OF WHAT HAS HAPPENED SO FAR Act 0:

Saint escapes from Nebula's structure and moves toward Aqua's

Seas creates a group of people through questionable means trying to capture Saint for themselves

Ghosts and Shrike get pulled into the rebel group against their will, Ghosts more than Shrike

The seniors (Owls, Epithet, Raven, Nebula) fully assemble themselves as Epithet becomes publicly "alive" again and Nebula requests help so they can manage Saint, gaining support from the other 3

Epithet has visions of a slug cat ascending him, his fear beginning to consume him

Milky way become suspicious of each other as some members join the rebels anonymously

early relationships are established, some are yet to be revealed

ACT 1:

Epithet's visions of his demise get worse, and he steps back from his role, focusing on saving himself and others, slowly closing himself off from everyone after some particularly nasty nightmares

Saint is prevented from reaching Aqua and travels south on a Leviathan

a side group of the rebels is formed, focusing more on finding out what is going on instead of capturing Saint. They mainly question their seniors, but also attempt to question Ghosts

Seas and Storms steal a pearl from Nebula, but they don't know how to decode it so they send it to Ghosts

Ghosts requests excessive resources from Comets to fuel himself and Seas, which is allowed but Ghosts is also reprimanded for not stopping Seas' activities

Seas realises that Ghosts is hoarding the majority of the resources for himself, and tries to get Comets to stop fuelling him, and fails to do so.

Shadows and Moment try to ask Future to stay out of the situation, but she does not

Lumi finds out about Epithet's situation and promises to stay with him until it's time

Saint reaches Epithet and ascends him, causing ripples throughout all of the groups.

ACT 2 (so far):

Acting seniors take over as all leave to process Epithet's ascension. They do not work as well as they could, Shrike and Shadows having very different opinions on how to be a "good senior"

Epithet finds himself as an Echo and starts trying to contact his family again

Nebula creates another slugcat capable of ascension, Tempest, and sends them out to follow Saint's trail

Ghosts' fear and paranoia spike as he breaks under the pressure of all the demands made of him, as well as his terror of Shrike being ascended, and sets out to solve the issue himself, breaking the blacklist that prevents him from using void fluid weapons but also doing large damage to his own puppet in the process

WHO ARE THE ITERATORS? (iterators are listed by age, bold are commonly seen characters, Seniors are red, Rebels are blue, Detectives are green, Acting seniors are orange)

OL - Ocean's Lament

GOL - Ghosts Of Leviathans (Ghosts) [He/Him]

TBS - Treacherous Blue Seas (Seas) [They/Them]

DA - Deep Aquarium (Aqua) [She/Her]

MW - Milky Way

BSDN - Bright Skies Distant Nebula (Nebula) [They/Them]

TFPC - Trails From Passing Comets (Comets) [He/Him]

EORS - Echoes Of Raining Sands (Echoes) [They/She]

GE - Gilded Eclipse (Gil) [He/It]

SOJ - Storms On Jupiter (Storms) [Any, They/Them]

BO - Brilliant Odyssey (Odd) [He/Him]

SC - Scattered Constellations (Stellar) [She/They/Stars]

SO - Saturn's Orbit (Orbit) [He/Him]

BN - Bird's Nest

OEEW - Owl's Eyes of Endless Wisdom (Owls) [She/Her]

TMSB - The Moon Stares Back (Raven) [He/Him]

SHRIKE - Soundless Howls Ringing In Keen Ears (Shrike) [They/It/Him]

NLS - Night's Listless Spirits (Night) [They/Them]

MMT - Magpie's Many Trinkets (Magpies) [They/Them]

CO - Corvid's Omen (Corvid) [He/Him]

TW - Twisting Weave

SOAFE - Screams Of a Furious Epithet (Epithet) [He/Him]

EFUS - Eyes From Unseen Shadows (Shadows) [She/Her]

AMF - A Moment Foreshadowed (Moment) [She/Her]

NSP - Non-Specific Place (Place) [They/It]

UT - Unspecified Time (Time) [They/It]

LR - Luminal Resonance (Lumi/Res) [He/Him]

PC - Primal Catalyst (Catalyst (Cat/Lys)) [They/Them]

QF - Queried Future (Future) [She/They]

ECHOES:

SOAFE - Screams Of a Furious Epithet (Epithet) [He/Him]

SSBSG - Shattered Steel Besides Stained Glass (Steel) [she/her]

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