#Video Game Disaster Club

[mintdeagon]

Oops I'm making a new fanime!!!

[quitecontrarytv]

i recorded this a million years ago when robodudetv was streaming REmake 4 and only got around to making a video out of it now BUT i have long since finished OG Resident Evil 4 and got the remake, so i'm ready to yell about Leon and Luis all over again

[lactoseintolerentswag]

Rise Characterizations Pt. 6!!!!!!

After the turtles and Splinter, here we have the girl Ever. She's pretty spunky, I had fun analyzing her for writing.

April O'Neil Character Notes

Language Habits:

Uses bae/aave, something she could have passed on down to Raph and Mikey as they also use bae/aave

Most notably uses "mm-kay" in place of "okay"

Uses a lot of filler language, interjections, or onomatopoeia. Think "mhm", "uh huh, uh huh!", "oh yeah!"

"Ah nuts" is her go-to disappointed phrase

Grits and or strains her teeth when she's frustrated

Uses her own name (the full "April O'Neil!!!!") as a battle cry, or brings her name as a motivator i.e. "the one and only April O'Neil will solve this case!"

The more worked up she the louder she tends to be, this extends to stronger emotions such as passion or panic

Over text uses emoticons

Refers to splinter as "splints"

Refers to the turtles as "the fam"

Refers to villains/antagonists through insults rather than their names

Personality:

Adrenaline junkie, as she's often the first to jump into a fight. She also laughs in the face of danger, and was seen maniacally laughing and smiling the entirety of the gumbus episode

Jack of all trades. April has a lot of skills she's picked up from various jobs or personal adventures she's seeked out (like canoeing through the sewers in a hazmat suit and earning a crane license)

Wild and blunt. April is Loud, and rarely ever afraid to share her opinion. This can either make people draw back from her bluntness or be drawn in by her excitableness

Self-conscious. Despite her strong sense of self-esteem, April is still often motivated to impress the popular kids at school or at least fit in. She doesn't want to be seen as the weird kid, or associated with the weird kids

Persistent. April is always quick on her feet to hit back whatever comes at her. She has a good set of problem-solving skills that she's gained from all the skills she's picked up

Loyal. She's always willing to back up the turtles, and goes out of her way to keep Splinter happy with her company. Once she finds a friend it's hard to pry her away

Unlucky. Mostly in absurd or mundane ways. She has that whole curse with her birthday, but things don't often tend to go right for April O'Neil, which contributes to the disasters that cause her to get fired all the time

Miscellaneous:

Code-named "yellow submarine" by raph

Tends to have information on wifi passwords, secret exists, and access to keys from all the jobs she's been hired and fired from

Has a preference for blunt objects as weapons (most commonly bats, clubs, pipes)

Uses the environment in a fight in general

She's been part of the "warren stone fanclub" since 2010, and keeps all her ids in her wallet

Likes unicorns and cats (as seen through her brief texts with sunita and her pajamas)

Loves laser tag

Can beat Donnie at video games (if he didn't use cheat codes)

"sherlock_corn" is her handle online

Lives in an apartment/flat with her mom (showed onscreen briefly), that has its own bathroom

Has a subtly mentioned interest in fantasy, as noted by Donnie she tends to download fantasy rpgs and freaks out over cosplay wizards

Just an end note to all of you who aren't black, some offensive tropes I would stray from is making April the angry black girl. This is one of the most common stereotypes of black women in media. I wouldn't mistake April's passion or loudness for aggression. It would be a disservice to dilute her lively character into familiar but ultimately harmful tropes in media.

I am in no way saying you cannot portray April as angry, this is a powerful emotion and it should be explored with black characters, but I am saying that should not be the base of her character. Because well that's not even April's base. She's centered around fun and thrill-seeking.

Wikipedia (yes I know, But they have proven to be more dependable these past years) has a good article on the angry black woman stereotype, so that would a good place to start research on what to Avoid. In my splinter post I also provided some links on doing research on writing poc.

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Anyway!!! We've ended our analysis trip of the main cast in s1. Next I'm thinking of picking apart our antagonists :]. Gonna take a break to work on my own fic, but stay tuned if you found any of my other posts helpful! It's been a fun ride with you all <3

[octuscle]

my asian jock friend, putra made me a card labeling me "good boy"......wtf is this?

Every school has a Putra, right? The one who's the lad everyone's secretly in love with. The lad whose smile melts the freshmen and the seniors, the cafeteria cooks and the teachers. Putra is the star of the swim team. Putra is best gymnast in the school. Putra dances like a young god.

For most, however, Putra is unattainable. He is friendly and polite to everyone. But at the same time completely unapproachable. No one has ever seen him making out and holding hands with a girl. Or with a boy. Putra talks about his dream of becoming a policeman, he talks about the soccer club he is a fan of. And there is hardly a person who pines for him as much as you do. Because you know something that no one else does: Putra would love to hold hands and make out. And that with a man. With the man of his dreams. And as unfortunate as that is for you and also for him: You are not that. You are a couch potato. You are cautious and introverted. You are a aesthete. Hell, you have many good qualities. But you are not the man of Pura's dreams.

And now you hold this card in your hand. "Good Boy." Nothing else. "Good Boy." The back is blank. The card made of heavy black cardboard with gold lettering. "Good Boy." You recognize his handwriting. You've tutored him often enough to recognize it. He's obviously put a lot of effort into it. You need to keep working on your term paper now. The card is stuck in the keyboard. "Good Boy." Damn it, you have to concentrate. The term paper has to be handed in by midnight. With your nose close to the keyboard, you notice that there is a smell coming from the card. The card is perfumed. But with a strange perfume… It smells like a burnt lunch. Strange spices. Rubber. There are lots of smells mixed together… You have to put the card somewhere else. With the smell in your nose, you can't concentrate at all. But the smell is somehow… hypnotizing. You take the card to your nose and breathe deeply. Fuck the term paper. Fuck the report cards. Yes, the card stinks. But still you love that smell, it's Putra's smell. Mysterious, a little wild, a little rebellious. That's who you'd be. That would be a good boy. With one hand you start massaging your cock. With the other hand you move the mouse over the desktop. Fuck, the term paper is good enough as it is. My God, it's about passing. Nothing more. You need porn now. Hot men sucking each other's dicks. As you do so, you imagine working Putra's cock with your tongue.

Your cell phone vibrates. A message from Putra. His cock is so hard and he imagines you licking his balls. Putra is a perverted sow. But you understand each other without words. But with hard pictures. You send him a picture of you jerking your cock. He asks since when you wear a PA. Hehehe, you answer that he never asked. Fuck, jerking off and chatting at the same time is really difficult. The phone rings. Putra. You put it on speakerphone. He asks you moaning if you are a good boy. You answer that you are horny and hard at the moment. But definitely not a good boy. Hehehe, replies Putra. There are already two of you. Fuck, you say, why isn't he here so you can suck his balls. Putra says that it is really difficult when you visit your family in China. Shit, you didn't want to fly. But you are a good boy, family is important. Dude, without you it's a disaster here, you answer. You are bored to death. Putra answers that he feels the same way. He jerks off three times a day to distract himself. Hehehe, you answer, in the future please only together. Fuck, you're almost ready. From the other end of the line you hear only a moan and then a loud "Fuuuuuuuuuuuck". Shit, you blow your load all over your face. Your mother calls from the next room, whether everything is okay. You answer in your best Cantonese that you're just playing a video game. Putra laughs on the other end of the line.

You go into the bathroom, wipe the cum off your face and chest, and switch to video. Honey, you already know I have a paper due. Putra replies that you're both going to college on athletic scholarships anyway, so you shouldn't make such a fuss. You laugh and say that at least you have to send the file. Putra gives you a kiss through the cell phone and says that he has to take a shower now, he has to go to the gym right away. Shitty time difference. You give him a kiss back and ask who is a good boy. He laughs and says that you are a good boy.

Pics found at @2-otoko, @nervousconnoisseursublime and @slutty-milan

[plenilune]

what a weird year it's been! this time last year I remember being so high on not wanting to die for the first time in years that I was ecstatic to greet 2023 and find out what I could do in it -- I don't feel that way this year, buffetted about by circumstance and my stupid human body and brain, but I don't feel defeated. I feel like I made a good first pass at a piece of work and now I'm going to take a hack at another draft. I made some good ground. not all the ground I was hoping to make, but a lot I wasn't expecting. I feel good about my ability to keep building a life and a self I can be more and more joyful to occupy.

I tried a lot of new things and some of them didn't work but most of them did. I said yes to a lot of weird shit. I had so many experiences this year. I'm glad I spent a night dancing and smoking on the fire escape outside a masonic lodge and being absolutely drenched in rain. I'm glad Corey and I went on a gorgeous queer group ride with a bunch of other queer cyclists through the streets of our favourite parts of northern Kentucky and then bicycled back home together. I'm glad I had a not-quite-one-night stand and bused home as the sun rose golden and alive and lovely. I'm glad I re-learned the importance of dancing at clubs until I can barely move. I'm glad I saw Oldboy in the cinema and was so adrenalised that I jumped up and down on the sidewalk and screamed waiting for my bus home. I started painting back patches and sewing things onto my clothing and making jewellery and collaging and cropping all my tshirts and sweaters.

I started writing again .god, I started writing again.

and I broke my phone, my glasses, and my computer and struggled financially and took a nightmarish disaster trip to Philadelphia for my grandmother's funeral and I lost access to meds for reasons that were completely my own fault and thus sunk into a mire of depression and fatigue for several months that could have been completely avoided. I struggled to connect to people and struggled to feed myself and been a goddamn wreck. I didn't really accomplish most of the things I thought I was going to, that I started with eagerness and energy at the beginning of the year.

but hell. I built some shit. now I can keep building on top of it. I feel like a completely different person sometimes now, with different possibilities. I fucked up and lost and careened into walls of bad luck over and over this year but I feel better for and about it than I have in a long time. okay, that's new muscles. okay okay okay. new page, new draft, we can go again.

anyway. this year I want to push forward more deliberately on some of the stuff I found out I could do this year -- obviously I am continuing to work on my goddamn space heist book, but also specifically pursue block printing, drag/burlesque, bass, and making zines in 2024 instead of just experimenting with them. bicycle more, cook more, invest in people more, Not Go Off My Meds At Any Point, play more video games, watch more films. (I watched over sixty this year! after barely watching films for so long I didn't know what my own taste was any more, and feeling the shame and confusion of having once been a kid who wanted to go to film school but didn't know what movies they liked any more.)

anyway. here's to all of you who have kept me alive and interested in the world this year. my beloved partner is making arriabbiata and playing jazz in the next room. I have to work first thing tomorrow but tonight I'm going to finish the first season of Better Call Saul and poke at my novel and the day after tomorrow I'm going to have tea and listen to music and sew patches onto my jacket and best flannel. I'm going to keep finding new things to be alive for. I'm going to create a self I want to live inside. I'm excited to know what things are going to happen to me in 2024. I'm excited to learn about new ways to feel joy.

goodnight, 2023. you were a mess and I loved you more often than I didn't.

[sixty-silver-wishes]

Thinking a lot about Nex Benedict.

I guess I don’t have anything to say that hasn’t already been said. Like a lot of you have also said, Nex could have easily been someone I could have been friends with in high school. I grew up with a lot of queer friends, even before I found out I was queer myself, and Nex sounded like anyone I could have known. They liked video games. They had a cat. They had good grades. They could have been any one of the people I had after school clubs or classes or friend groups with back in the day.

What disturbs me the most about their murder was that they were killed by other high school students. Fellow kids. At school. It’s nothing new that hate can be passed from parents to children, and that bullying happens at schools. But these kids became murderers. They killed another kid. We hear about abusive parents and relatives and politicians who target marginalized children, but the murderers here were children themselves, who were in turn a product of a larger hateful community. The Oklahoma government passed laws to target queer indigenous kids like Nex, the school tried to cover up the murder, and they were killed by their own classmates. The state government, the local community, and people in Nex’s personal life were all complicit in their death. A kid being beaten to death by their classmates is horrible enough, but this case runs far deeper than that.

When I was in high school, every story we read in English class had something to do with innate human evil or the loss of innocence. I think of Nex Benedict’s murder and I can’t help but think of many of those stories. I think of the children in The Lottery gathering stones, which will later be used to kill a member of their own community- maybe even their own family members. I think of Ralph weeping at the end of Lord of the Flies when he’s finally rescued, and realizes that the violence and inhumanity he experienced on the island from children his age is just a microcosm of the wider adult world. High school was a time when we learned about all of those things, but at least in my experience, it was in the safety of the classroom and the pages of classic literature and history books. For Nex, and for their own community, that human violence and hatred was present in 2024, in their high school itself.

I’m just sort of numb. I’ve been following global events, and the situations in Palestine and Ukraine. I’ve been following elections and wars and natural disasters. And I’m thinking about how injustice, how things we should all recognize as wrong- like murder- are being treated with such apathy, whether on an international or personal scale. I’m thinking about humanity and what I’ve been taught it was. I’m thinking about all the people who came together to raise money for Nex’s funeral, and all the people who fostered the environment that allowed for their murder.

[findingnemosworld]

𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 - 𝐫𝐮́𝐛𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐬

・𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬

( 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 (𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬) 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲/𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐚 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧. )

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐱 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.

" NO! ABSOLUTELY NOT "

Y/N practically yelled at her football agent and manager, following what she had just heard which the young girl could only describe as maddening at this point and what made it even worse was how nonchalant her manager was about it as she said, " Give me a good reason why you don't want to be on the panel, you're part of the EA sports video game cover "

Y/N laugh incredulously, " He and I hate each other, not to mention he plays for Manchester City while I play for Manchester United "

" You're both Portuguese " Her manager reminds her.

" So, it's not a magical reason for me to be nice to him " Y/N retorts with a sarcastic tone. " He doesn't like me and I sure as shit do not like him, so no I won't do it "

" Fine " Her manager heaves an exaggerated sigh, " Suit yourself, but think of it this way, you're going to bring more eyes on the club as the club's top scorer not to mention - you're a proven draw time and time again, if you cancel, you'll just give him the chance to mock you "

Y/N furrowed her brows, mulling over what her manager said before groaning, " Ugh, Fine "

Her manager grins, " Good " she dials the phone number to arrange everything while Y/N huffs out a breath at the prospect of being in the same room with him, especially after the last time they saw one another.

You see, once upon a time, way back when - Amadora housed a young boy and a girl with a similar passion that minded them together, they spent every waking hour chatting and honing their football skills and amidst that, they'd also grown closer up until about two weeks after seventeenth birthday, he made the less than wise decision of breaking her heart by going out with another girl thus planting the seed of hatred which lead them to this very moment, while he thrived in Manchester City, she was flying high as the top scorer of Manchester United.

" You two will be doing interviews together, so best be on the look out for embarrassing questions, you get one, just smile, nod and evade the topic " Her manager reminds her.

" Yes, you don't need to tell me twice " Y/N sighs, before walking out of her office to head home.

_

" Mate, you alright? "

Rúben looks up to see John's concerned face looking at him, the best he can muster up was a shrug. He wasn't sure what to say, especially after seeing the text message from his agent, he was set to do the panel for EA Sports with her. " I'm fine "

John chuckles, " That doesn't look like fine to me, come on tell me. What's wrong? "

" You know how I'm going to do the panel tomorrow, right? " He said.

" Yeah, it's a big deal " John nods. " Why? "

The Portuguese heaves out a sigh, " I'm not going to do it alone, I'm going to be doing the panel with ... " he trails off then cover his face before adding, " Her "

John furrowed his brows for a moment before his eyes widened in surprise, " You mean ... her? as in Y/N " he said, having already been aware of the existing tension between his teammate and the Manchester United player.

" Yes " Rúben sighs, " It'll be a disaster given that she doesn't like me that much which is an understatement " he chuckles.

" Well I can't blame her " John mutters to which he received a glare from Rúben. " Did I lie? you broke her heart "

" I didn't think she liked me like that, granted I was too caught up with football to notice " He said then shook his head.

" Listen, I reckon she's mature enough to act civil with you " John shrugs, " She's well acquainted with Luke, and according to what he says, whenever he meets her, she's the equivalent of an angel "

" Yeah, what an angel " He chuckles. " I'm telling you, I know that tomorrow is not going to go well for either of us "

______________________________________________________________

It was intense to say the least, Y/N arrived around the same time Rúben did - she was dressed in a beautiful and elegant black dress, her hair pulled to the side in a braid with a few strands framing her face and topping the look off with a bold red lip, while she had arrived with firm confidence, it seemed to have evaporated the minute she saw him, right there; dressed in an all navy blue ensemble of a suit.

Their eyes met and for a moment, she swore she saw the young boy she had befriended in Amadora long ago, however as quick as the moment was set, it had evaporated with her shooting him a death glare before she was lead to the inside of the venue, Rúben shakes his head hoping that nothing happens.

They were seated next to one another as the panel began, with fans coming up and asking several questions in regards to football and their careers as well as the game, all the while Y/N could feel Rúben looking at her which on more than one occasion had made her want to outright tell him to stop looking.

Suddenly a young fan comes up to ask the question that had definitely flustered Y/N.

" Who do you classify as the best defenders in football? "

Y/N grows silent ignoring Rúben’s look as she lifts her microphone to speak, " There are plenty but I will list the ones at the top of my head, Sergio Ramos, Pepe, and … " she forces a smile, " My fellow panel member here, Rúben Dias "

A unanimous ‘oooh’ erupted from the crowd as Rúben smiled then said, " Thank you "

" No problem " Y/N said through her faux smile.

Once the panel event concluded, Y/N was asked to stay for the after party yet she had no desire to be around Rúben hence why she tried to escape undetected, or so she thought – just as she was about to escape, she hears her name coming out of his mouth causing her to stop midway then turn around, " Yes " she said curtly.

" Were you leaving? " He asks.

" Yeah, I don’t like these kinds of parties and the heels are killing me " Y/N said, " You should head back inside, maybe you’ll find something new to corrupt " she adds with a sarcastic smile.

He sighs then said with a gentle tone, " Y/N "

" No, no " She shakes her head, "Just because I named you earlier doesn’t mean we’re suddenly best friends again, especially since you were the one that screwed me over "

" You can’t fault me for not knowing how you felt back then " He said, " You weren’t truthful with me "

She laughs then shakes her head, " I wasn’t truthful, Rúben – your entire family could see how I felt, you for some reason didn’t see it because you thrived on the attention other girls gave you, and while I was just the best friend that’s always there "

" Y/N " He said, " Can we please talk somewhere else? "

" I don’t have anything to say or tell you " She interjects with a deadly glare, " Goodnight "

Rúben resigns to standing still, watching her storm off once again, he’d tried his best to speak to her the following weeks only to be met with no response which left him with no choice, other than to do what he had initially thought of, it might be stupid but it’s all or nothing.

_

" Mate this is a crime! " John laughs as they were finally seated to watch the game, " You might actually be benched "

" She left me with no choice, and besides I’m here as a football fan not a player, so what if the media will see me? " Rúben shrugs, adjusting the jersey he wore, Y/N’s jersey.

" You reckon she’ll see you? " John wonders.

The Portuguese shrugs, " We follow each other’s private accounts so yes, she’ll definitely see it "

The match was intense, Manchester United up against Arsenal – the girls had dominated the match for most of the two half but struggled to score until the 86th minute when Y/N was able to score a stunning header which sent the stadium roaring with cheers, Rúben included as he stood up and cheered for her, fully aware that the camera panned on him.

After the match, John had left with Rúben assuring him that he’ll be ok – The Portuguese waited until he spotted her chatting with her fellow teammates who had spotted him before she did, one of them nudged Y/N then whispered in her ear for her to look up, her gaze landing on him.

Rúben tentatively approached them, with the girls giving him polite smiles and alerting Y/N that they’ll wait for her in the bus. He turns to Y/N, " You were amazing out there "

" Careful, Pep might end up benching you for stepping on the enemy lines " Y/N retorts with a dry chuckle.

" I can take it, so as long as you accept my apology. I’m really sorry Y/N, I was a terrible friend to you, and to be fair – ever since you stopped talking to me, it was like I lost a part of myself, and you can’t imagine how happy I was when I learned that you were here, and while we weren’t talking, I watched every match to cheer you on " He said, " I know, I’m very much too late but maybe we can reconnect "

Y/N looks at him with an unreadable expression before she drops her bag and walks up to him to close the distance, wrapping her arms around his torso then she rests her head on his chest which elicited a smile from him, he wraps his arms around her back as gentle as he can. " Don’t make regret this Dias " she murmurs.

" I wouldn’t dream of it " He said, before pressing a kiss to her head.

She pulls back, and reaches to take her bag only for Rúben to pick it up. " Why don’t I drive you? "

" No, you don’t have to " She shakes her head in refusal.

" I want to, text the girls and tell them you’re coming with me " He said.

" Rúben " She groans.

" Y/N " He retorts with the same tone.

Y/N huffs out a breath, she pulls out her phone to text her friend and Captain, Katie who cheekily responded with.

Make sure to use protection 😉

She chuckles which made him look at her and ask, " What? "

" Nothing, just an inside joke " Y/N laughs, " I was promised a ride so there better be food involved Dias "

" For you princesa, I’ll give you the world " He grins.

[revols-headcanons]

dipper and mabel: piedmont life

also this is borderline a fanfic but i have no motivation or peer pressure to actually write one. also warning there are OC’s in this post. this is potentially part 1 of a series?

both of them are autistic but in different ways. dipper is a “i am so insecure of my place in the world that I can immediately notice when there’s a dip in a conversation because of me” who would rather be alone then face social rejection. mabel is a “i think im really good with people because i am so unaware of social cues that i think everyone is being nice to me” who learned how to tell fake vs true niceness.

neither of them were diagnosed as kids, and how they both figured out was due to mabel helping the disabled classroom at her school and noticing similar habits and thought process from them. then dipper did research and they were like “oh okay that makes sense.”

in their sophomore year of high school, they both had identity crisis’ but in different ways: dipper became an overly cocky ‘too cool for anyone’ loner while mabel had a raging emo phase. both of them became deeply embarrassed of those phases the second they got out of them.

in their 8th grade english class, they did a duo project where they explained their entire summer (the prompt was to tell a fantasy three act story). dipper did the reading while mabel did the visuals (aka one of those pop up books but bigger and with her sound effects). their teacher asked them where their vivid imaginations came from and they told some excuse about being bored all summer.

their parents (who i am naming ingrid and robert) are (rightfully) pissed and confused when their kids start showing major symptoms of ptsd and depression. stan has literally no excuse for it and the twins keep dodging the questions.

ingrid is a anxious, stuck up mother who prioritizes education while robert is the relaxed father who expects the world but refuses to give help or support. let’s just say the twins don’t stay home as much. especially after the disaster the first week at home was when the twins brought waddles home.

after the summer, mabel gets into the trivia club and also tries out the science/engineering/robotics club (she also plays soccer, golf, and volleyball). her arts and crafts skills become incredibly useful when making a wooden structure with the purpose of finding the exact angle and falling distance for a marble. meanwhile dipper decides to try out for both track and football (he’s also in photography club and the school newspaper). dipper is the weakest member on the football team, but he’s the quickest runningback they’ve ever had, so the team doesn’t bully him too much for it. he’s consistently in the top 5 for his school during track.

mabel’s first high school friend is a black girl in her robotics club named aubrey. aubrey has adhd and has basically the same hobbies as mabel (i.e: karaoke, shopping, dancing, art). her second friend she meets at theater auditions (for the school musical, into the woods) where mabel watches her do a 10/10 audition performance and compliments her. she is south asian and named kamini, and her interests consist of theater, soccer, and english. her third friend ends up being the emo loner boy that she talks to on the first day. he’s latino and his name is dante. his hobbies consist of skateboarding, karaoke, and video games.

dipper’s first friend ends up being the younger brother of the football team captain, which is what makes the team stop bullying him. his friend is this kind of egotistical, yet himbo nerd of a dude named ethan— who’s a white boy with blond hair and freckles. ethan is interested in soccer and track as well as trivia, and they met during orientation week when they were the only two kids being ignored for the track club. dipper’s second friend comes from his ap english class, where he watched them cuss out someone for trying to harass a girl in the class. they’re asian and non binary and they go by paine. they like chess, english, and dnd, which is why dipper gets along with them so well.

dipper is able to convince ethan and paine to start a dnd session together, with dipper as dungeon master.

mabel eventually forces dipper into joining the program and dipper agrees to be backstage crew. it works out fine until they realize that their play has an unusually low tryout for men so mabel begs him to tryout for a lead role. he gets it because the programs desperate. he ends up playing either percy or grover in the lightning thief, and mabel gets casted as clarisse/katie/etc.

mabel loves taylor swift (specifically red, 1989, and lover) and also doja cat. she dabbles in ariana grande and marina from time to time as well. dipper has nightmares when he hears mabel, aubrey, and dante singing karaoke for first time.

dipper listens to cavetown and mitski mainly before paine and ethan lightly bully him into listening to the arctic monkeys and gorillaz. he creates aesthetic playlists for when he’s monster/creature hunting. neither of his friends believe him when he describes super natural things until (on two separate occasions) he shows them videos of gravity falls shenanigans and when they run into anomalies in piedmont.

mabel ends up getting a crush on ethan and then dipper has that tragic disaster to deal with.

dipper gets a minor crush on kamini before he learns that she views him as this cute little thing to watch but not dateable.

due to dipper’s boost in confidence, girls notice him and try to ask him out. he gets really flustered and confused, especially when girls who bullied him suddenly want to be with him. he rejects them all.

mabel realizes she’s bisexual when she gets a crush on aubrey and has a mental breakdown about it. she confesses, aubrey says that she doesn’t like the concept of dating at all, mabel takes the rejection decently, and they continue being the best of friends.

mabel gets jokingly asked out by a football boy and then dipper gets so pissed off he punches the dude in the face (mabel had no time to react, because if she did, she would’ve also joined the fight). a fist fight ensues, they both get suspended, and no one messes with mabel ever again.

mabel ends up befriending nearly everyone due to how kind and considerate she is. even girls who hated her from middle school soften because of her. she is a god.

most people are neutral towards dipper due to how he doesn’t really initiate social interactions, but that’s how he likes it.

dipper is an avid buzzfeed unsolved fan while mabel watches danny gonzales, drew goodman, etc.

dipper is trans. he realized he was trans when he was like 8, and he’s been a boy since. he was mainly bullied for being trans, but ever since he got confident, learned how to kick ass, and started taking testosterone, people have left him alone. also his name ‘mason,’ he specifically chose to appease his parents (who wanted two twins with ‘m’ starting names that had 5 letters each), but he goes by dipper because that’s the name he would’ve actually chosen.

the twins have separate rooms at their parents house, but they keep accidentally passing out on each other’s floors (or on mabel’s beanbag, or at dipper’s desk). their parents ask why all of a sudden and the twins say they just got closer over the summer. they would never admit it’s because sleeping in the same room as someone who experienced the same trauma is relieving.

mabel constantly calls grenda and candy, reassuring them that while she also loves aubrey and kamini, that her gravity falls friends will always be her favorites.

robert’s favorite child is mabel because, although he has unfair expectations of them, he gives mabel excuses because she’s more art and people focused, while he’s overly harsh on dipper. ingrid’s favorite is dipper because he also likes puzzles, board games, and higher education, while she looks down upon mabel for being childish and irresponsible.

dipper refuses to give any explanation for having wendy’s hat instead of a normal cap. theories range from ‘he has a girlfriend’ to ‘he murdered a man for it.’ he also cried when a bully threw it in the trash once.

the twins have a bet for whoever becomes the tallest by the time they enter the mystery shack the next summer: whoever’s taller gets to pawn their summer chores off onto the other one for the whole summer. mabel gets at least 8 hours of sleep a night to help herself (though her diet is wack) while dipper eats a lot of height-growing food items to help himself (though he’s never had a consistent sleep schedule in his life).

[visionsofmagic]

𓇻 day 4 of  fic days [masterlist] 𓇻

◜  love under cold skin. [connor x f!reader]   ◞  

― video game: detroit: become human

― summary: you were a human who was working with hank anderson and you didn't like androids at all but when connor came into your life, you realized how they had humanity too and you were determined to show this to connor too.

― wc: 2.3k

― warnings&tags: fluff, spoilers from the game, events happens before and after eden club, gun, angsty, touching, no kissing, closeness. that’s all I guess. enjoy! <3

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  it was a cold night at detroit, chilling down the odd feelings you had on your chest about the new famous android who was working on the department with you and hank anderson, one of the people you loved to keep as company – as a close friend.

this specific android had a beautiful name you liked to say aloud unlike in the first times you two met to accomplish the mission of finding deviants killed, escaped or harmed their owners. owners – what a disgusting term you began to find with your close relationships with androids as the cases’ number has increased. neither liking androids nor finding them as enemies of your kind made you had a simple look to them; just some individuals – maybe they had souls like humans did, maybe the whole situation caused because of some errors in their data as most believed – as you had to believe due to being one of the officers who chased them. finding it odd how they had sent an android to chase them with you, it was logical since androids knew other androids better, having same mechanism in mind and soul – if they had one really.

this was something you thought in your first times in the cases, having a dilemma whether to believe those deviants who spoke to you, wanting you to save them not putting them in prisons. then, with time, maybe because of having connor – that famous android in the department, who got your heart and soul without even knowing it, on your side. he was the main reason for you to begin thinking about androids’ conditions completely and in a further aspect. you could see what connor did to both of you and hank anderson, making you question whether to keep up with the cases or not, prisoning androids who couldn’t get help from anyone except their own kinds.

“connor –“ you said from where you stood; lying to your car that stood in front of eden club, the place where a murder case occurred that included androids since the club has put androids for sale – for intimate sections which you found disgusting because being a captain – a civil looking one, you had both good and bad connections in the city and you knew very well people who came here did bad things to androids – even beating them, breaking them, and worse. they did those things believing androids did not have functions to feel any of them. however, the cases showed how they really felt lots of things that made them turn into deviants and having this knowledge made you gain a certain empathy towards deviants. how could they not try to escape from the disaster life they had under the wings of people who called themselves as their owners but had bad intentions. if they really had souls, if they really were like humans – even if they didn’t have, they were deserving their own rights which they were fighting for.

“yes, y/n?” you heard connor’s gentle voice, making your mind to shut down and only focus on him. he was so innocent – acting like a soldier who only cared for his missions came from upper hands but you wanted to show him how this all was wrong – how he could feel like these deviants and how it wasn’t something bad. it wasn’t. having a soul – this was what he deserved like every android out there. you needed him to feel because of the pure love you had right now, only for him.

“what are you feeling?” it was an odd question, indeed it was, but you wanted to ask it only to see how he would react.

connor’s brown eyes stopped working for a second before moving fast as he looked to your face and his surroundings while lying onto the surface of car beside you, keeping a certain distant to not to disturb you; what a gentleman. his led turned to yellow for a second before staying as blue.

“I can’t feel, y/n,” he said, sounding innocent still. “you know it. androids do not feel anything.”

“they do not or they should not, hmm?” you asked, walking slowly ‘till you stood in front of him, not so close not so distant. connor straighted his posture, not lying onto the car. he made you realized how small you were compare to him. cute.

“what are you referring to, captain?” he liked to call with your first name and as captain, always, and you liked how each of them sounded so cute coming out of his mouth.

shrugging, you said, “I just wanted to decide whether androids are not be able to feel in reality or they just – should not do it – to prevent outcomes that having feelings bring within it.” you pointed out the eden club, “like those ones in there; not to put in a prison just for feeling – like humans do.”

connor looked so confused of your sudden questions. you indeed asked them some odd questions before this case but they never intended to point out your thoughts about androids. you had to avoid questioning what you were doing as they suggested but it was so hard to since your liking of connor was turning to loving one without your control. every day you asked yourself how you could love an android – a forbidden sin in your time but here you were, looking at connor’s both attractive and cute face, watching your own reflection on his brown eyes that directed to your face, making you blush.

“do you believe to deviants?” he asked, sounding curious about your thoughts.

“I don’t know, really,” you said, sighing, “this whole thing is so – complicated. I even don’t know how to feel about them. I just know that their conditions making me feel emphatic and sad because they only seek for rights they deserve.” holding your head, you sighed again.

connor’s hand touched your arm gently, making you turn to him as he was watching you in concern. “are you okay captain?”

you nodded, smiling to ensure him more. you touched his shoulder, trusting the friendship you two had now – which you wanted to turn into something more. squeezzing his shoulder, you said, “I am okay, connor. don’t worry about me.”

his eyes looked at your hand to your eyes again as his led turned to yellow from blue suddenly, staying like a few seconds as yellow. you wondered what that meant. you only knew their led turned to red when they became deviants. maybe you should befriend with another android to ask about this.

hank finally cut your long lasted eye contact which made you melt down because of the beauty connor has held. “cut the act and just move already. I don’t intend to spend my entire night in here.”

smirking, you turned to hank, taking your hand back from connor’s shoulder as his hand left your arm. “and I thought what we missed tonight; the beautiful complaint of lieutenant anderson.”

“ha ha, y/n.” he said, pointing out the club, “let’s move.”

and with that, a long night which would make you realize something more with the rest of team because of the following events in the eden club.

° ° °

the world seemed upside down. the gun hank was holding on his hand, directed to connor who was staying still – not having any specific emotion on his face, and you – trying to make hank put the gun down.

“hank!” you shouted to him, “put the gun down. don’t make this any worse than it already has.”

hank smirked, turning to you for a moment to say, “it can not be any worse than this y/n.” then, turning to connor again who looked at your concerned face with a – sad look in his face as you believed.

“tell me connor,” hank said, “are you afraid of death?”

what hank was doing was a horrible thing but the question he asked was also something you wondered after connor spared two deviants in the eden club at previous hours of the night which caused hank to drove to the bridge of the city, to clear both his and your mind as well as connor’s who looked so – lost, making you feel concerned and sad about him, wanting to help him. believing hank’s father figure more, you allowed him to talk with connor first but now he was holding a gun and it wasn’t helping at all.

before connor could give an answer to hank’s question, your body and soul acted before your mind could comprehend, standing in front of the connor, making hank’s gun directed to you.

hank looked shocked because of your sudden brave and unexpected move and connor’s hand placed on your arms to make you move but you stood still, talking to hank with a determined manner. “shoot if you want hank, but not him.”

“y/n –“ connor’s concerned voice made your heart ache but you stood like that, not giving any fear away.

“what are you doing?” hank asked, sounding both angry and confused. “you’re protecting him? you know he can’t die.”

“yet he doesn’t deserve to die.” you smiled as hank’s determination to shoot connor was decreasing its power with your speech. “me or him, it doesn’t matter – it doesn’t make a difference. we are the same.”

that made hank looked surprised again but only for a slight moment. you knew he thought and felt the same as you do; it didn’t matter to shoot you or connor, in the end, it meant killing someone – a human, not an android even if connor was denying it still with all of his personality. while looking at hank’s face, connor’s hands tightened its grip as his cold breath hit your ear, making your body shake with delight. “y/n, please,” he said, sounding very concerned than before, “I don’t want you to get harm because of me.”

he was so innocent. the world didn’t deserve him at all. cyberlife didn’t deserve an innocent soul like him. and you determined to show this to connor. you promised that you would show it to him – making him realize how he had a soul – a really good one and he could show it – have it, not fearing of becoming a deviant because in the end, all of the androids deserved it beginning with connor.

hank looked at connor, to you, and to connor again. deciding finally, he put his gun down, saying, “see you tomorrow.” to you, and leaving your side as he made his way to his car.

the moment he left, you turned to connor whose hands stood remain ‘till your turn which made you feel so wonderful to feel him more, in a gentle way like always.

“connor,” you said, touching his cheek as his eyes focused on your face, jumping a little due to the touch you gave to him, especially from this close for the first time. “are you okay?” you asked, genuine in your voice.

furrowing, he asked in return, “are you really okay?” he sighed, “you shouldn’t do it. even if hank shot me, I would come back. cyberlife would transfer my –“

“connor,” you said, caressing his cheek. “don’t think like this. coming back to life again doesn’t mean you deserve to die. no, not at all. you deserve to live. you deserve to feel.”

you smiled delicately while connor was trying to understand you more with each word you expressed, “I know what dilemma you have now and I am here to help. hank is here too even if he acts – well, rude sometimes. he and I care about you.”

“you –“ connor tried to say, “you care about me?”

nodding to him, so certain, you said, “of course connor. we care about you – I care about you.” your hand on his cheek moved from there to his neck as the other one placed on his left shoulder, hugging him, feeling him so close – pure euphoria. “so, don’t get into danger like that again because I feel so – sad. you wouldn’t want me be sad, would you?”

hugging you back after a certain time, he said to your ear, “no, I wouldn’t.”

smiling to yourself widely enough to make your mouth hurt, knowing he couldn’t see, the fact that connor had humanity – a soul under his skin as well hit you. it wasn’t an impossible case, no, it was something would happen very soon – maybe sooner than you thought thanks to your support for him.

leaving him finally, you nodded, “then, we agreed.”

connor nodded too, not speaking aloud but from the sparkles he had on his brown eyes, you could see how happy he was – how good he was at the moment, having you and hank on his side. mostly, you, of course as you realized with his delicate touches on your face, the first time he touched you so closely – not you touching him, but he touching you with his own willingness.

“connor –“ a low sigh escaped from your lips, sounding like a low moan of his name, giving your face the color of red due to being ashamed.

“I am not afraid of death, y/n,” he said, looking at every feature of your face, making you blush more. “but I believe I am afraid of losing – you.” a confess from him that made your world turn upside down once again but in a wonderful way this time. as your heart beats were running from one after, fast enough to make you leave breathless, connor added to his heart warming speech, “I can die for a thousand time only to prevent yours. so, never do that again.”

smiling happily, you nodded even though your mind couldn’t believe what just happened.

“deal connor.”

he smiled like you did, a charming one. “deal y/n.”

the end. 🧃

[thekingofwinterblog]

you know, if there is anything positive to take away from the absolute braindead idea that was Suicide Squad Kill the Justice leage, and the way it destroyed the Arkham setting in such a decisive fashion, its that Rocksteady Studios will hopefully serve as a reminder for other game studios that they can in fact go bankrupt when they decide to destroy their own franchises, and unlike movie universes like Disney Star Wars(which has been propped up by disney money even if every single product after rise of skywalker except the mandalorian, has been an abysmal failure financially), it is much easier for Game Companies and franchises to crash and burn permanently.

Harley executing Arkham Batman feels very much like Joel getting his head caved in with a Gold Club, and just like that game, There is no future for a sequel to either game.

There are two differences between Rocksteady and Naugthy Dog.

Regardless what I and many, many others think about the Game, and the way it cratered in sales very, very quickly once word got out about it's abyssmal story, the game did sell astonishingly well in that first period, more than enough to make their money back and then some. Sure as a long term project it effectively killed any future sales on anything except remakes/remasters of the original, but it made a lot of money for the company.

Suicide Squad will most certainly NOT sell enough to make any kind of similar profits.

The bigger difference though, is that though the future continuation of The Last of us as a Gaming franchise is as dead as Joel, Naughty Dog has other franchises it can fall back on in the long term, most notably Uncharted.

Rocksteady has no such franchises. other than one, single obscure FPS from 2006, The company has no other games whatsoever under its belt other than the Arkham Games.

This was their one, single, golden goose franchise, and like so many others in the last 10 years, they arrogantly decided to torch the franchise with no heed to the consequences, assured that fans would just buy it regardless of quality, assured that they could piss in a glass and call it wine, and everyone would drink it and praise it to the heavens.

They will not.

Rocksteady has just committed, fittingly enough, Suicide, and this game will go down, maybe not the biggest video game disaster in history, but certainly one of the most predictable, and avoidable icebergs ever in the industry.

Hopefully, others will take note once the fallout actually sets in, but probably not. We'll probably see more than a few similar disasters unfold before western video game companies take the hint that people are bloody tired of this abyssmal, predictable, and almost always poorly executed form of "Deconstructive" storytelling plaguing modern western storytelling.

[danandphilupdates]

Phil Membership Post - 10/7/23

‘САСТЕАМ!!!

Hope you are all doing overly swell.

Here's a short burst of news from the Phil newsroom. Take it away Phil.

Thanks Phil - In film news I'm here to tell you there's a new video coming tomorrow and it features Dan making me do something truly horrifying! Cryptic screenshot attached.

In less exciting film news - I'm also off to see Mission Impossible tomorrow, I secretly prefer Mission Impossible to James Bond and that makes me feel like I'm betraying my country. I've also got tickets to Oppenheimer but NOT Barbie yet.I feel like a bad gay. I did buy a barbie t-shirt though so I am supporting the cause and I will go to see it.

In cactus club news things I'm planning to revamp the cactus club and memberships with some brand new perks and tiers! There's also an option of two MORE cacti colours beyond rainbow now (I think for 3 and then 4 years?) but I can't imagine anything more cooler than a rainbow cactus so I think I might just let that stay as the ultimate one!

If you have any perk ideas you'd like to see from me let me know, or anything you like that other youtubers have been doing. Thanks to all of you that have been around since the start!

In gaming news I've started TOTK and my car building skills are exactly as strong as you would expect. (horrible disasters)

In the weather - looks like Phil has an extra 37 freckles.

In sport - I still don't like sport

Thanks that's all for today

Thanks Phil.

No worries Phil.

Over and oot (that is goodbye in Scottish)’

[datcloudboi]

List of video games turning 20 years old in 2023:

Advance Wars 2: Black Hole Rising

Alien Versus Predator: Extinction

Amplitude (an early rhythm game from Harmonix, the creators of Rock Band)

Ape Escape 2

Aquaman: Battle for Atlantis (the Superman 64 for Aquaman)

Arc the Lad: Twilight of the Spirits

Banjo-Kazooie: Grunty's Revenge

Batman: Dark Tomorrow (the Superman 64 for Batman)

Beyond Good and Evil

Bloody Roar 4 (the last game in the series to release)

Boktai: The Sun is in Your Hand (a very unique action RPG from Metal Gear creator Hideo Kojima)

Brute Force

Call of Duty (the very first one)

Castlevania: Aria of Sorrow

Crimson Skies: High Road to Revenge

Dark Cloud 2

Deus Ex: Invisible War

Devil May Cry 2

Dino Crisis 3 (C'mon, Capcom, do another one)

Disaster Report

Disgaea: Hour of Darkness

Dragon Ball Z: The Legacy of Goku II

Drake of the 99 Dragons

Dynasty Warriors 4

Enter the Matrix

Eve Online

Fatal Frame II: Crimson Butterfly

Final Fantasy Tactics Advance (my personal favorite TRPG)

Final Fantasy X-2

Final Fantasy XI Online (in the States. Also the first MMO in the series)

Fire Emblem: The Blazing Blade (the first Fire Emblem game to release in the States)

Freedom Fighters

Freelancer

F-Zero GX

The Getaway

Golden Sun: The Lost Age

Grabbed by the Ghoulies (the first game developed by Rare after being acquired by Xbox)

.hack//Infection

.hack//Mutation

.hack//Outbreak (yep, three .hack games were released in a single year)

Homeworld 2

Ikaruga (the most video game-ass video game that ever video game'd)

Jak II

Jurassic Park: Operation Genesis

Kirby: Air Ride

Legacy of Kain: Defiance (the last game in the series to release)

The Legend of Zelda: The Wind Waker

Lost Kingdoms II

Manhunt

Mario & Luigi: Superstar Saga

Mario Golf: Toadstool Tour

Mario Kart: Double Dash!!

Mario Party 5

Max Payne 2: The Fall of Max Payne

Medal of Honor: Rising Sun

Mega Man & Bass (was originally a Sega Saturn exclusive that only released in Japan. It released over in the States on the GBA.)

Mega Man Battle Network 3

Mega Man X7

Mega Man Zero 2

Metal Arms: Glitch in the System

Midnight Club II

Need for Speed: Underground

Otogi: Myth of Demons (an early SoulsBorne-like game from From Software)

Panzer Dragoon Orta

P.N.03

Pokémon Ruby/Sapphire (in the States)

Postal 2

Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time

Ratchet & Clank: Going Commando

Rayman 3: Hoodlum Havoc

Rise of Nations

Robocop (the Superman 64 for Robocop)

Silent Hill 3

The Simpsons: Hit & Run

Sonic Advance 2

SoulCalibur II (the console versions)

Sphinx and the Cursed Mummy

Spongebob Squarepants: Battle for Bikini Bottom

Star Wars: Galaxies

Star Wars: Jedi Knight - Jedi Academy

Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic

Super Mario Advance 4: Super Mario Bros. 3 (a remake of Super Mario Bros. 3 for the GBA)

Tak and the Power of Juju

1080° Avalanche

Tenchu: Wrath of Heaven

Tomb Raider: The Angel of Darkness

Tony Hawk’s Underground

Toontown Online

True Crime: Streets of LA (Activision's attempt at a GTA clone)

Unlimited SaGa

Unreal II: The Awakening

Viewtiful Joe

Virtua Fighter 4: Evolution

Warcraft III: The Frozen Throne (the last Warcraft game before WoW)

Wario World

WarioWare, Inc.: Mega MicroGame$!

Xenosaga Episode I: Der Wille zur Macht (The Will to Power)

XIII

Zone of the Enders: The 2nd Runner

[piedoesnotequalpi]

Dance disaster for the ask game?

(From the WIP ask game!)

Thanks for sending this! You are the first person to hit on something that actually has something written beyond planning notes.

Anyway, there is a video floating around of these two guys swing dancing to a Todrick Hall song that made me immediately think "hmm this would be a good Spot/Race meet cute," and that's what this fic is! I don't have a ton written, but I chip away at it occasionally. Basically, Spot and Race are at a swing dance convention with their respective swing dance groups and get paired randomly for a competition. Spot (following) knows the song, Race (leading) doesn't, but the crowd loves them and they probably end up winning the competition (I have a really good joke prepared for that based on the lyrics of the song they dance to). Excerpt under the cut:

He was there with his school’s swing dance club, so he watched as some of them got picked to participate–Katherine, the club president, was called up alongside a tall girl wearing a light brown skirt that spun out whenever she turned, and when Katherine returned to her seat, she seemed far more breathless than she should’ve been.

“Shut up,” she mumbled when Race elbowed her.

“I didn’t say anything.”

“You didn’t need to; you’re not subtle.” Jack spoke up from Katherine’s other side.

“Subtle is my middle name.” Race grinned and leaned back in his seat. He knew they were coming up on the end of the competition, and he still hadn’t been chosen. Maybe I’m off the–

“Alright, time for the last pair of dancers!” the emcee said. “We have–” He spun a wheel– “Last but not least, Anthony Higgins and Sean Conlon! Where are they?”

Race froze.

“Hey.” Katherine waved a hand in front of his face. “That’s you.” Across the room, someone–presumably Sean–was making his way to the center of the room.

[voiding-vex]

Steddie headcanons

Just a little thing while i work on my first fic

- Eddie probably makes his own like, bracelets and other similar wrist accessories (wraps i think they’re called) to have something to fidget with

- Steve loves to cook and is good at it, and likes baking but can only use packet mixes or help other people without it turning into a disaster (baking is a difficult art, much more difficult than cooking)

- Steve wasn’t really a big fan of metal music at first but came to love it through listening to it with Eddie

- Sometimes the Party + Eddie will drag Steve along to Hellfire Club and he’ll sit and watch, and while he calls it a ‘nerd game’ and denys enjoying it, it’s obvious how invested into the stories and action he is just from watching him watch them play

- Steve has a major sweet tooth, while Eddie prefers savoury food

- Steve was completely oblivious to Eddie’s crush on him, while Eddie was fully aware of Steve’s and used that knowledge to his advantage, but somehow Steve was oblivious to the idea Eddie was actually flirting and just thought the universe was torturing him

- Not a Steddie headcanon, but, Steve and Robin have sleepover movie nights (occasionally the whole group will, but Steve and Robin have like, a girls night, Steve will never admit it but he lets Robin paint his nails because he likes the pretty colours)

- Both Eddie and Steve are autistic, but Steve masks a lot

- Steve still has no idea what he wants his full time career to be, for now he’s content working in the video shop with Robin

- Eddie potentially wants to write some sort of fantasy novel

- Steve loves playing with Eddie’s hair, and running his hands through it when they kiss

- Eddie has ear piercings

- Eddie loves coffee, and Steve enjoys the taste but is very sensitive to caffiene so shouldn’t really have it because if he has it there’s a 50/50 chance he ends up having a caffiene crash + panic attack

- Eddie can’t cook, but will put on music and keep Steve company while he cooks

- If they lived in the modern day/had the resources to know what it was, both of them would likely be some form of nonbinary

[boydepartment]

Can you make a ‘just thinking’ with Felix, please?

If you already have can you give me the link? Thank you💛

I do have a just thinking for him!!! However just for you I will write a little more for him too ❤️

Just thinking- Lee Felix Special 💌

All “just thinkings” are separate ❤️

Just thinking about going on bike rides with Felix. Him laughing while trying to race to to different points of your ride. He almost falls a couple times but laughs it off every single time. He never wants to not smile around you.

Just thinking about going grocery shopping with Felix. He will point out little things and say

“That’s so you.”

Especially everytime you two pass the cutie oranges.

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Just thinking about helping university Felix with different fundraisers for his club. Baking up so many batches of so many pastries for the bake sale. You notice he’s really stressed and you try your best to help him. Little do you know just you being there helps.

Just thinking about being at an award show where both your groups are nominated a lot. Obviously you two can’t be near eachother due to certain rules both companies have placed. From across the room you can feel Felix’s eyes on you when you look over he wiggles his eyebrows and it makes you giggle. He continues to do that throughout the night and the cameras caught it… oops…

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Just thinking about going clothes shopping with Felix. His wardrobe is simple most of the time so you wanted to help spruce it up. He was super reluctant but he loves you so he will do it. When you told Felix to go in the dressing room to try something on, something awakens his true runway model. He ends up loving clothes shopping with you.

Just thinking about having a crush on Felix and being so nervous around him. Especially since you’re his assigned make up artist. He will sit in his chair and be patient while you carefully do his makeup. You think he’s looking at the mirror, at himself. But in the mirror he’s actually watching your face, how you focus so intently on your work. He was definitely enamored

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Just thinking about Felix getting advice from Hyunjin to ask you out. He ends up having this big extravagant thing that he totally messes up.

“Um what’s with the balloons deflated on the floor? And why is there brownie mix on the ceiling?” You eyed the whole mess

“Go on a date with me! Please!” Felix said quickly. You were pretty sure you could hear Hyunjin say, “oh my goood!”

You said yes to going out with him, it really was the thought that counts

Just thinking about helping Felix bleach his hair, he was really nervous about it. But he always preferred his blond hair and so he wants it back. Felix ends up going to you about it and you warned him about getting into trouble with the staff. He says he doesn’t care. Of course it ends up in a disaster but you two were laughing the entire time.

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Just thinking about slowly falling in love with him. You slowly wanting to be around Felix more. Him feeling the exact same. You two start dressing up more for each function the other will be at. It starts becoming so obvious to everyone else that you two were made for eachother.

Just thinking about Felix proposing accidentally. You two would be walking around a nice national park just taking in the nature and eachother

“You should so marry me.”

“What-“

You ended up saying YES when he got the timing and set up correctly

[tunabesimpin]

Tuna Sprite & Relationship Chart

Finally got around to making a sprite and doing one of those charts! BIG BIG thx to @/alchemivich for having so many great assets available! <3

I'm not entirely sure how platonic works, but I'm assuming best friends type of thing? Explanations of a few relationships below!

Vil & Tuna: Vil can't stand Tuna's atrocious fashion sense and sometimes fears it even. When he doesn't have to deal with Tuna's dumb outfits Vil is fairly friendly. Tuna respects Vil, but doesn't keep up with him enough to be friends.

Rook & Tuna: They sometimes share the same brain cell. They are classmates and Rook is one of Tunas fav people. Tuna loves hearing Rooks rambles and follows him around sometimes when he is stalking looking out for other students. Tuna is very curious and Rooks habits only fuels their curiosity.

Epel & Tuna: Tuna doesn't like Epel much. Tuna isn't usually one to judge, but Epels closed minded/ old fashion thinking was a huge deterrent to Tuna. They don't really know each other either, so Tuna can't entierly dislike Epel, but until they HAVE to get to know each other Tuna is staying their distance.

Kalim & Tuna: Best friends. Their hyper happy go lucky natures bounce off of each other to create the ultra sunshine pair. This duo can be very irresponsible and can get caught up in their excitement. At the end of the day though, Tuna will make sure to protect Kalim from harm!

Jamil & Tuna: Tuna once chased Jamil with a big bug, because they found out what Jamil did during winter break. Kalim is one of Tunas fav people, so they had to get revenge for him!!! Now it is mutual disliking between Jamil and Tuna, but if they make amends they could be a great duo.

Azul & Tuna: They are friends by eel relation. Tuna also works in the lounge and as a back up for most physical altercations. Tuna hasn't made a big deal with Azul before, but has made dumb deals. Things like letting Azul borrow tunas UM and in exchange Tuna gets to be 7ft tall until they get it back. Just silly things. Sometimes Azul wonders if Tuna is extremely foolish or has some secret plan.

Floyd & Tuna: Tuna has a big fat crush, but can't tell if they just really enjoy being friends with Floyd or actually likes him. They hangout a lot and will cause a commotion more often then not. Floyd hasn't realized Tunas feelings... yet.

Jade & Tuna: Same club buddies. Tuna likes to exchange info dumps with Jade and thinks they're neat! They will sometimes have verbal battles trying to outsmart the other. However, they don't interact much outside of work or club.

Lilia & Tuna: Another pair of tricksters! They play video games together and will prank students together at times. Somehow became cooking buddies too. They are on the same level of disaster cooking, not to mention Tuna will eat anything and everything they make. Something about "It's a unique experience every time!"

Leona & Tuna: They are classmates! Tuna likes to annoy Leona cause it's funny. Leona in turn doesn't like Tuna much, but thinks of them as an annoying younger sibling.

If you got this far; thanks for reading & learning more about Tuna! ^v^