#baking hacks hit or...

[op1umeyes]

Firefighter!Simon who meets you when your apartment goes up in flames, breaking down the crumbling excuse of a door to make sure that everyone had been evacuated from the building. Gaz was having a laugh about how someone ‘could sleep through that shit’ as Simon had to wake up this poor girl who just wanted to sleep after her stressful day. Firefighter!Simon who answers all your questions with a gruff tone, navigating through the burning building. On one hand, he’s glad you aren’t screaming and crying about the building but on the other hand he wasn’t used to people asking him questions. You ask him things like his favorite color, his favorite food, how many times he had punched people in the face, and about his opinion on everything under the sun. He was on his seventh ‘you need to stop talkin’, ma’am, yer wastin’ air’ when you started coughing.

When you got to the ambulance, Firefighter!Simon didn’t say no when you asked him to go with you to the hospital. Johnny raised an eyebrow at Simon as he maneauvered his hulking body onto the seat next to you. For some unknown reason, Firefighter!Simon didn’t want you- nosy and kind and pretty you- to be hacking up a lung by yourself in the presence of someone like Johnny. And when your breathing started slowing and you weren’t looking around with bright eyes, Simon let you slide your hand into his gloved one.

Firefighter!Simon who, miraculously, has the night off. He decides to stay in the hospital until you wake: thinking it would be the gentlemanly thing to do to make sure your friends or family were made aware of the devastating fire. But when you finally blink awake and Simon asks all his questions, he’s stumped when you hit him with a ‘I don’t have any family’. Simon can’t stop himself from blurting out ‘You c’n stay with me. If you want.’

It takes a full day for you to be cleared before Firefighter!Simon picks you up from the hospital to take you to his (more than) humble abode. He finds that you quickly find happiness in the kitchen, but are more than disappointed to see he has barely anything to cook or bake with. “A damn shame” you say. With the remaining daylight hours, Simon finds himself driving you to a little supermarket in the corner of the city he hadn’t had the time to be explore. You insist on buying everything, telling Simon (a man who you really knew nothing about) it was the least you could do since he saved you from homelessness. And dying.

The rest of your first day in your temporary home with Firefighter!Simon is spent cooking. You whip up a marvelous pasta dish with hearty meatballs that almost make drool seep from Simon’s lips. He sits at the island watching you move around his space like you’d been there millions of times, an unfamiliar feeling blooming in his gut similar to fondness. Since picking you up some new clothes, Simon had learned a little bit more about you than Simon thought healthy. It was unfortunate enough for him to have been unable to get laid in over three months, but it was even more unfortunate that he had such a pretty bird in his apartment making him food and insisting on being near him when he sure as hell couldn’t make a move on her.

Firefighter!Simon who gets comfortable in his routine with you. On the days he’s not at work at assfuck 0200, he’s up making a simple breakfast for you and him before rhe day starts. You’ll eat and concerse a little awkwardly but that wont stop you from asking all about how he slept and if his buddies wanted more of those monster cookies you’d made to thank them for saving you and your fellow tenants. Simon had to relay many praises of your work in the kitchen, only ommiting the details and sly jokes about how ‘Simon’s girl’ was already taking care of the family. You’d go to work by bus or train- depending on how you felt- and then come home and make dinner or reheat leftovers. If Simon was at work, you’d laze on the couch in the main room and watch television and read. If Simon wasn’t at work, you’d bring the softest blanket from the room Simon had placed you in and watch a movie. More often than not, you would scoot closer and closer to Simon before falling asleep against him. When you woke up, you were in your bed- undoubtedly carried by Simon. Oh well. Its what friends do.

Firefighter!Simon who sees you as a friend. It’s basing your third week in his home and he feel comfortable around you. You’re good at reading his silence- the set of his shoulders and the future of his brow say enough- and he can’t be more thankful of that. For someone so new to his life, you seem to know exactly when to let a comfortable silence fall between you and when to start chattering about them things that come to your mind. But when you are the silent, short-tempered, and fatigued one, Simon is more than scared to get in your way. “Needa talk?” He offers, sliding you a cup of steaming coffee when you level a glare at the mug that had irritated you at such an inconveniently early hour. You heave a sigh and your head crumbles down into your arms. “I’m a mess, Si,” you tell him. Though your voice is muffled, Simon hears the shakiness in your throat trying to escape. He rounds the corner of island and places a large palm on your back in his attempt to comfort you. You are wrapping your arms around his neck and buring your face into the frail fabric of Simon’s shirt before he even knows what’s happening. And- as avoidant as Simon is to physical touch that doesn’t occur during work hours or when you fall asleep on him or when you slid your hand in his gloved hand during The Ambulance Ride- Simon didn’t mind your arms and warmth around him. When you started shaking in his arms was when Simon had to clench his jaw. It pained him that it pained you- and he didn’t even know what was ailing you! Simon tried to soothe himself with the knowledge that he was giving you the best comfort he could offer.

A day later you wake up to a crime scene in your underwear in the middle of the night so you decide to take a midnight trip to the convenience store a literal block away without letting Firefighter!Simon know. I mean, hey, he needs sleep and you were not going to wake him up to let him know you would be gone for a total of five minutes! But when you were on your way back to his house, you noticed someone following you. As you turned right for the third consecutive block, you finally fumbled for your phone.

Hearing you say ‘hey baby’ at 0146 had Firefighter!Simon’s head spinning. He was a little dazed because of the abrupt awakening but your casual greeting was wnough to jolt him awake. “Y/n? Whadda ya- what-?” He couldn’t finish his question before you interrupt him. “Hey do you think you could pick me up? I think I got a little lost.” Simon shoots out of bed, hitting the speaker button as he goes to slip a shirt on. “Where are you? Do I need a knife? Are you okay, dove?” He slips his shoes on and is out of the door faster than he is when he gets a work call. “Yeah, I’d bring the knife, babe,” you answer on the other line, more than loud enough for the man who is following you to hear. “I’m about four blocks away, by the Casey’s. You have my location.” Simon peels out of his driveway and immediately clicks on your profile to find the map with your smiling face. “Talk to me, y/n. I’m almost there.” Your breath is shaking on the other end and Simon doesn’t want you to be scared. “I think I could go for some Italian, Simon,” you say truthfully. “A minute away” Simon tells you, tires squealing as he turns down the streets you were hightailing down. Simon steps out of the truck after shifting it to park and the guy scatters. You’re running into Simon’s open arms before he could take a third step toward you. “I’m sorry,” you murmur “I kinda… started my period and didn’t want to wake you but then-“ Simon just shushes you, running a large hand down your back. “Let’s go home, love.” Simon scooped you up easily, tucking the obnoxiously loud crinkling plastic bag into your lap as he easily carried you to the passenger seat. Home. Yeah, Simon and his place had become your home.

[callsign-rogueone]

a fair trade

aaric graycastle / cam tauri x reader (sunny!!!!) words: 1.2k 🏷: progressing through the beginning of IF! this one has a lot of transitions and jumps between scenes, which is my least favorite thing ever, and a major reason why it took so long, but I wanted to show these two interacting every day and slowly becoming friends, so here ya go! the next chapter will be so much better and much longer, I promise 🥺

It’s incredibly strange to be standing in this corner of the gym again, in the same spot where Nadine had died, and Violet nearly had too, avenging her. You’d never seen that much blood before in your life – but now it’s gone without a trace. Had someone knelt there last night and scrubbed it away, or had it been erased with magic? Which option is worse? 

Aaric appears at your side, speaking softly so as not to startle you. “You’re fast, and you’re smart, but at some point you’re going to have to throw some punches,” he prods. 

That’s fair. You’re the only one of the group who hadn’t made any offensive moves in your assessment match, and the last to find a partner to fight with today. 

“Yeah,” you say after a moment. “I’ve been dreading that part, honestly.”

“Let’s see what you’ve got. Just a basic stance, first.”

You nod, settling into a position that looks something like what you’d seen Imogen do earlier — she’s probably a good bet to copy.

He shakes his head. “Your feet need to be farther apart. And if you tuck your thumb in like that, you’re going to break it. Here.”

He steps forward and adjusts your fist — not missing your inhale of discomfort as his thumb presses against the swollen joint of your ring finger. He pulls back immediately, offering an apology and adjusting the technique. “Sorry. You should be fine to just keep it loose like that, as long as you adjust the impact point — what part of your fist is going to hit your target."

Another nod.

"If you just do... this," he explains, carefully reaching out to rotate your wrist to the side, careful not to put any pressure on the bandage there, "then you can make an impact with your pointer and middle finger. It won't be as effective, but it'll work until your hand heals."

Realistically, it won't — it hasn't shown much improvement since March, and the burn doesn’t help things either — but he doesn't need to know that.

"Don't worry about it too much," he offers, sensing your apprehension. "You’ve got more strength in your legs, anyway.” 

———

Being assigned breakfast duty means fewer hours of sleep, but you’re used to being up this early, anyway – you’d be going to bed at this hour, if you’d stayed in Calldyr City, just dragging yourself into the bathing chambers to hose off the sticky feeling of the ale you’d been serving, and the unwanted attention you’d been paid.

Someone is waiting for you outside the girls’ dorms; Aaric. He looks a little shy, shifting his weight awkwardly as he speaks – at a whisper, considerate of those who have been afforded the precious extra time to rest. “I saw you got breakfast duty, too, so…”

You give him a warm smile. “Glad to have a familiar face around. Do you have any idea where we’re going?”

It’s evident that he hadn’t thought this part through. “No, actually. But it can’t be far from the mess hall, right?”

You just hum in reply, nodding down the hallway. “Good place to start.”

He’s right – there’s a little door you hadn’t noticed by the serving line, propped open for you. You can already smell the bread baking, hear the pleasant bustle of a fully staffed kitchen. Not too different from home.

....

You turn to grab another potato, your eyes catching on the one Aaric is holding -- it's mangled, cut in odd places, yet somehow still holding onto half of its skin despite him having hacked at it for a good two minutes.

So there is one thing Aaric Graycastle doesn't excel at, after all -- one thing you could help him with. But you’ve never been the type to offer unsolicited advice.

Aaric is nice, though, and he’d given you so much advice on fighting, so he probably won’t be offended if you return the favor. It's a fair trade, or close to it. Still, you choose your words carefully. “Have you ever peeled a potato before?”

“Once,” he answers, a slight blush on his cheeks. 

You cross over to his side of the table, grabbing one yourself along with a short knife. “You’re digging in too hard, and taking the meat along with it. You need to hold it more flat, and scrape, to take off just the skin. Like that,” you say with a smile, finishing yours and adding it to the bowl.

“How are you so good at this?”

“Years of practice,” you answer. “My best friend is — was —  a kitchen maid. I used to sneak downstairs to help her sometimes.”

“For once you’re done with those,” the cook announces, dropping a crate onto the end of the table with a thud. “Cored and quartered.”

“Whoa.”

“That is a lot of strawberries,” he agrees.

“It must have cost a fortune.”

His head tilts. There had always been strawberries, and a variety of other fruit laid out for every breakfast, more than they’d ever eat, but he’d never considered the cost, or what became of the leftovers. 

Thankfully you continue the conversation for him, a fondness in your eyes. “We bought a whole pound of them for my birthday once. We were going to try to make them last, but they were gone by dinnertime.”

He just offers you a smile and a soft laugh, returning his attention to the vegetables.

———

“I am a god among men,” Ridoc announces, grinning from ear to ear from where he kneels over Sawyer, the executive officer pinned underneath him in what looks like a very uncomfortable position.

“Yeah, and I’m the next queen of Navarre,” you quip over your shoulder. “Saying it doesn’t make it true.”

Aaric’s heart nearly stops. He can’t help but imagine you dressed in the fine silks of the royal court, bejeweled and shining, crowned in gold, seated beside him and Halden at his father’s dinner table — a beautiful but miserable existence.

This is better. This feels right, seeing you in the sleek black of the rider’s quadrant instead of yards of stiff brocade, being able to hear you laugh and joke like this rather than sitting quietly for the rest of your days like an ornamental vase.

Your boot connecting with his stomach and his back hitting the floor snap him out of his daydream, and knock the breath from his lungs.

Your eyes widen as you realize what you’ve done. “I’m so sorry. Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” he wheezes, cheeks reddening as he takes your outstretched hands and lets you haul him to his feet — it takes a considerable amount of strength. “That was good.”

You can’t help but smile a little about your small victory, the only time you’ve bested anyone in combat, though you know he was definitely going easy on you. “Maybe one of these days, I’ll really win,” you laugh. 

He sounds considerably less winded as he speaks again. “We’ll get you there.”

You blink at the words he chose – not you’ll get there, but we. He’s invested in your success. That’s the squad mentality, you suppose. It’s odd, but not unpleasant. 

———

“I didn’t even know I had muscles in some of these places,” you groan, folding your arms on the table and resting your head on them. 

Visia pats your shoulder gently. “That’s good – it means they’re growing.”

Your response is muffled, but universally understood by the rest of the group, who are all similarly exhausted after a full week of Rhiannon’s extra training sessions. 

All except Aaric. “Eat,” he encourages. “It’ll help.”

[typicalchaos]

Slashers reaction to a stoner S/O and getting high

MDNI +18

A/N: Hai friends! As a resident stoner this is very near dear to my heart lmao- so I hope yall enjoy:33

Characters: Brahms Heelshire, Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Billy Lenz, Billy Loomis & Stu Macher

Warnings: Slight smut warning, drug use, drugged sex, overall silliness

Brahms Heelshire

• Mari-what now? Tf is that? Knowing what we know about Brahms he never had all those normal sex ed or just say no talks- right? So I highly doubt he would even know what exactly it is, most likely thinking it’s like when his father smokes a cigar, but quickly realizing the difference once the smell wafts in.

• Takes a moment to understand the concept of getting high, but soon connects it to when people would get drunk.

• Extremely curious once he sees you under the influence, but also relishes in your sudden clinginess and lax state.

• Most definitely takes advantage if you find yourself feeling extra frisky- and practically bathes in your slurred ramblings of praise and “Shuch a good fucking boy..!!” cries of pleasure.

• The smell would kinda bother him at first, but after living in the walls for so long you get used to smells.

• Coughs every time he takes a hit, first time he nearly hacked up a lung and cried in your arms until the fit subsided.

• When it finally set in his attention seeking self flys through the roof-man’s is needy and most likely horny to boot.

• A big fan of shotgunning, but honestly is a big fan of anything if it means your mouth is on his.

• Will most certainly smoke to much and green out, either laying there like ((◎)＿(◎)) or crying profusely while sobbing out obscenities.

• All in all make sure he doesn’t go overboard and don’t get too stoned if he’s sober- knowing the mischievous brat he can be.

Michael Myers

• Gives zero fucks what you do in your free time, as long as it doesn’t distract you from what’s important (him).

• The first time you smoked around him he mostly just stared at you curiously.

• At first is quite indifferent to your baked state, sometimes a little annoyed when you gain enough blazed confidence to be extra clingy to him.

• Would try it when you’re not around, and takes a monster hit that he of course has zero reaction too.

• Just (°_°)

• Zones the absolute fuck out probably just sits for what feels like hours (like 40 minutes), only to be discovered by a very amused you.

• Would become quite docile, more focused on sensations around him, might even let you cuddle him just to feel you against his skin.

• If you’re feeling frisky this will be the most gentle he’ll ever be, absolutely losing himself as all he can think about is just how fucking good you feel.

• Might actually snuggle, in his own stiff way, mostly just wanting to hold and feel your warmth against him.

• Basically just invest in pot brownies if you enjoy your doped out Mikey.

Jason Voorhees

• “YOU DO WHAT NOW!?”

• Most certainly would not approve at first, seeing it as something horrible for you. It’d take a minute convincing and explaining to him your reasons and the benefits it provides for you, but still would be quite doubtful.

• In his mind bad people do drugs, but you’re not a bad person, so maybe it’s not as bad as he thinks.

• Definitely wouldn’t smoke, and you’re completely fine with that. But if you enjoy edibles and it slips your mind to inform him weeeelll-

• Super scared at first, just a nervous wreck. You’ll have to spend the beginning of it just soothing him. Mayhaps even eat one yourself so he doesn’t feel alone.

• Once settled he’s in such zen, just laying down on whatever and staring up at the sky/ceiling.

• Holds onto you for dear life, absolutely paranoid that you’ll disappear if he lets go.

• Lots of snuggles and gentle caressing, nuzzling your nose against his masked one like crazy.

• Overall be patient with this poor man.

Billy Lenz

• Doesn’t understand when you’re high and just thinks you’re being extra silly :3

• When explained to him he understands but doesn’t in his Billy way, “P-pretty kitty on c-catnip.”

• If you offer him a joint 9.9/10 chance he’ll immediately try to eat it.

• Wheezes and coughs like no tomorrow on his first hit, but surprisingly immediately goes back for more, when stopped for the poor sake of his lungs he looked at you with wide teary eyes, “B-Billy likes the spicy air!!”

• Speaking of you know those videos of cats doing catnip? Yeah that’s Billy. Zoomies like no tomorrow- and expect to be bit every chance he has.

• Immediate vacay to bone town, will whine, drool and hump like crazy until you give in, and his dirty talk will be more incoherent ramblings with snorts and growls all throughout.

• Major munchies and extreme cottonmouth, will inhale all food given and practically chomp at his water.

• Altogether be cautious when intoxicating your Billy.

Billy Loomis & Stu Macher

• STU IS A STONER AND I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL!!!

• Both will smoke with you, but I definitely see Stu being more into it than Billy, who probably prefers liquor over the devils lettuce.

• Both would purposefully get you absolutely sloshed just for funsies, Stu most likely would have a blast just messing with you, but Billy would take advantage of your loose tounge, questioning you about what you think of them, if you’re really in it for the long run and devoted to them.

• Stu gets even more playful when stoned, cracking jokes and making you nearly pass out from laughter.

• Billy gets lost in his head just slightly, but also becomes more flirty and touchy with you, ending in sloppy make outs.

• In general be wise when getting high with these troublemakers.

[for-some-reason]

🍃 with Bakugo Katsuki

warning: reader is smoking weed with bakugo, and reader is a lightweight/not as experienced. underage smoking. reader finds bakugo hot and thinks it a few times, dont know if that counts as suggestive.

Bakugo Katsuki was an enigma. He went to sleep no later than 8PM every night, was ranked third in your class, and although a bit reluctantly, he helped you and your friends study. He seemed to be a model student in that aspect, but then he didn’t follow the dress code, spoke rudely and harshly, and somehow got into trouble with teachers and staff more than anybody you knew.

You couldn’t really figure him out. The line he drew between okay and not-okay seemed to be zig-zagged, there wasn’t a clear cut to anything as if he made it up as he went.

So to say you were shocked when he was alright with smoking weed was an understatement. He didn’t even drink.

“The hell are you starin’ at me for?” His voice brings you out of your own head, and you watch as he brings the joint— that he fucking rolled— to his lips and takes a drag. He sucks in deeply, the tip of the joint burning red, and after holding it in for a few seconds he lets it out. A big cloud of smoke hits you as he coughs a bit. “Ah, fuck— too much.”

“When did you start smoking? What the fuck.” You ask, still wildly confused.

You had just been hanging out in his dorm when he decided to take a secret stash of weed out along with his grinder and rolling papers. You hated to admit it, but watching him work had been attractive. You could tell he wasn’t new to this, definitely having been doing it longer than you, with how he worked. It was quick and practiced— the signs of a regular smoker.

“Does it fucking matter? Here.” He passes over the joint and you take it.

Bringing the joint to your lips, you also take much more than you could handle and start coughing harshly.

He laughs, like the dickhead he is, but grabs a water bottle and hands it to you. “You a fuckin’ newbie or what?”

“Shit— no. It’s just been awhile, okay? Ugh,” You take another pull, a little less than before to avoid hacking your lungs out, and then pass the joint back to Bakugo. “Now, seriously, how the fuck didn’t I know this?”

You’ve always been a bit of a lightweight, with your opportunities to smoke being so few and far between, so you start to feel your vision getting hazy already.

Bakugo grumbles and takes a pull before opening his mouth again. “I don’t fuckin’ know, I think it was late second year. Soy Sauce face, that dumbass pothead, gave me some. It’s not somethin’ I go shouting on rooftops. I like my damn privacy.”

Another pull and then he passes it to you.

“Huh. I mean, I get it. So why tell me now?”

“Why the fuck not? I just felt like it. And you’re always talkin’ about how much you wanna smoke with the other guys, so I knew you’d be chill.”

“Right..” You answer a bit breathily. You smile and hand Bakugo the joint again. It’s almost done by now and he has to relight it.

You’re laser-focused on his lips as he takes a long pull from the joint again.

You realize you’re definitely high by now as you watch the smoke blow out of his mouth. Fuck, he’s really attractive.

You finally look back up and his eyes are staring right back at you.

“You’re already this damn high?” He smirks. You want to kiss the smirk off his stupid face.

Maybe getting high with Bakugo wasn’t the best idea. Can he hear your thoughts? What if you’re speaking out loud? Is this a dream? You want to reach out and touch him.

“..What?” You ask, remembering he spoke to you.

“Huh?”

“What.. did you say?”

“I haven’t said anything in a few damn minutes, you damn lightweight.”

You giggle. Yeah, you’re fucking baked. “Is that right?”

“Ugh, I can tell you’re gonna be annoying. You can lay on my bed. You look tired as shit.”

“Thank you.. Bakugo.. I’ll do that.”

You slowly make your way to his bed and lay down. You can feel yourself sinking into the mattress, it’s so comfortable. You turn to look at Bakugo sitting at his desk still.

“It was nice smoking with you. I’ll… try not to be a lightweight next time..”

He mutters something to himself, and you think you hear a goodnight before you close your eyes, easily drifting into a dream.

[leavingsunsets]

Idia going on his first date with his partner and we just take him to a picnic in the middle of the woods behind the school building.

this sounds ominous... like u just take him... to the middle of the woods.... and on the first date... next thing u know its late at night and ortho cant find his brother... but yes i love picnics !!! :D srry if its a little OOC

"𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗃𝗈 𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗇𝖾?"

[ᴵᵈⁱᵃ ˢʰʳᵒᵘᵈ ˣ ᵍⁿ!ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ]

"Uh, no."

"Oh, boooo. Why not?" You lean on the multitude of pillows on his bed. One of them was a plushie of you, requested by yours truly. Head all round like ball. You squish it.

"Because, really, out in nature? Me?" Idia lowers his Nintendo, looking at you incredulously. "You're asking the introverted tech guy if he wants to go and eat out in the forest?"

You roll your eyes. "Oh, come on, it's not as if I'm asking you out on a hike."

He sticks his face back in the screen. "Same point, I'm not going out to the woods just for lunch when I can have it here."

A sigh. This was a real struggle sometimes, especially with a boyfriend who's not so willing to entertain such cheesy ideas, let alone even imagine doing it.

"Come on, pleaseeee? It'd be really romantic."

"What, you gonna lead me there with a blindfold too?" He snorts while pressing away at the buttons. You throw a pillow at his head. It hits him but he only snickers and lets it fall.

"No. Its not like it's some sorta secret spot anyways. You can literally see the school from there."

He hums, tilting his head as a victory flashes across his screen. "Mmmmmaybe...."

"What, Idia. What series do you want me to binge with you now."

An excited grin stretches on his face. "Attack On Titan, full 4 seasons marathon. And-" he rolls his chair near the edge of the bed where you lay, "gaming session. My game of choice this time, since you always pick Mario Kart because I KNOW you searched up the cheats for that."

"Proof?" You ask smugly with your head resting on your palm.

"Stop using my tablet to google 'Mario Kart glitch hack combo'."

You click your tongue. "Fine. Deal."

"WHOOOOOO!" Idia cheers, pumping his fist.

. . .

It's quiet. Here you both sat, food and drinks alike between you as you're sat at opposite edges of the picnic blanket. You squint your eyes at the stark contrast between the food he brought and yours.

"....I brought Doritos and monster cans because I thought you'd want them," you whisper, looking at the nice weaved basket beside him.

You grip your 7-Eleven plastic bag in shame.

"Wha- Do you think I'm some sorta junkie??" Idia sputters, gaping at you. "And I baked this all for you, you jerk!"

"Well, you were just so against this! So I wanted to make you more comfy! Er, ease you in the vibe, you know?"

"What am I, some sort of screen addict? It's not like I don't know how to be outside, I just don't like to!" It's like there were metaphorical tears streaming down his face. "What sort of ipad kid do you think I am for you to pull this environment adjustment move on me?"

"Fine, fine, I'm sorry, Idia. It was a little insensitive of me."

"Ortho even hyped me up. He said you were probably going to surprise me with cute kitty cupcakes." Idia says, staring off in the distance with blank disappointment.

You groan loudly. "Ughhh baabeeee, I said I'm sooorryyy!"

"Don't 'babe' me! I made you a nice batch of food in this aesthetic cottagecore basket and you waltz in with two cans and a Dorito!" Grumbling, he crosses his arms, turning to the side. "I'm kicking your plushie out of my bed tonight."

At this point, you just sprawl across his lap, and he still doesn't look at you. "Don't do it, pleaasee," you beg muffledly, "I'll make it up to youuu."

"It's gonna take a lot more than just some sorries for this offense."

"...I'll move my minecraft bed beside yours this time."

"I take it back. Apology accepted."

You lift your head, deadpanning. "So you were still mad about about that?"

"Heheha, yeah I was," he giggled. "So, uh, wanna eat? I think it's cooled by now."

"Oh, yeah," you get up off him, fingers eagerly reaching for the basket. Taking it in your arms, you flip it open, only to pause when you see the contents inside.

"...cute kitty cupcakes?" you mutter in wonder.

"Yeah." Idia mumbles, fiddling with his jacket strings in an attempt to act nonchalant about his growing embarrassment.

It's quiet, and before long, you can't stop the cheeky smile creeping up your face.

"Who surprised who now, huh?"

"You're still on thin ice."

"Okay, okay, I'm eating."

[akkivee]

i don’t think i have ever been so broken up about a ghost bro ghost saburo was just a baby!!!!!! he was a baby who wanted to protect his world and those who came into it bc he thought that made them family!!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

where saburo has a cocky ass attitude, his ghost counterpart did not 😭😭😭 he tended to be a little hunched over and dragged his feet as he walked (not unlike how doppo walks lol)

but despite his nervous demeanour, he was still just a bright child with nothing but praise for saburo 😭😭😭

the problem with mira comes down to the world being unstable. the ghosts were created to defend mira and what mira needs is spiritual energy

but ghost saburo doesn’t want things to continue the way it has, with ghosts disappearing, farming off those in the real world, so he’d been working on a program to stabilise mira, a brilliant counter plan to how saburo and co had been looking at developing program to mass forcibly log everyone out

if only things could have worked out tho 😭😭😭 ghost saburo hit a wall tho in his program and couldn’t figure it out no matter how hard he tried, so feeling backed into a corner, he ‘pretended’ to express his desire to meet saburo halfway in order to lure him into mira, possess saburo’s body so he could destroy the mc’s ghost capturing app

the two of them had thoroughly bonded over their shared goal of ending this strife in mira and their hacking skills so saburo’s so disappointed that ghost saburo’s showing how weak he is with that half baked scheme

ghost saburo hated being called weak, which triggers the rap battle between him and saburo but ofc he can’t beat his original 😢

ghost saburo came to the conclusion that even tho he has been working so hard on this program, there is just a part of his coding that’s terrified his world will change and that’s why he failed. he’s been working so hard on this program tho, only to fail time and time again

saburo tells him that when that happens, he needs to talk to others around him, gain new outlooks and grow from those experiences and inch by inch, you’ll eventually reach your goal

ichiro tells ghost saburo they’ll find the right solution, and jiro, tho not the smartest, promises to think as hard as he can to help

ghost saburo: *crying* hehe…. if i were my original….. th-this would be the part where i go ‘how can i expect the idiot to find the solution that couldn’t???’

jiro: *heartbroken as a tear rolls down his face*

GHOST SABURO TELLS THE BROS HE WISHES HE HAD BROTHERS LIKE THE THREE OF THEM AND THEN FADES AWAY PLS I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE HES SO PRECIOUS AND NOW HES GONE😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[omppupiiras]

a quickkkk rough translation if anyone's interested:

"I put ketchup on almost all foods"

Artist Jere Pöyhönen is not a morning person and he uses the snooze-button, and you shouldn't ask for cleaning tips from him. In his daily life he tries to avoid unnecessary complaining, because at the end of the day things are pretty good.

In the morning when I wake up, I hit the snooze button and keep laying in bed. Sometimes I snooze for 1-2 hours if I'm not in a hurry to get anywhere. I am for sure a night person, so my mornings are slow.

For breakfast I usually eat porridge, to which I add peanut butter and honey, and with it I have a cup of berry tea. Breakfast is something I've tried to get better at, because when you're in a rush it's easy to skip it.

To me it's a luxury to spend relaxed time with my close ones. The best thing is to spend a slow evening with friends, for example a barbeque party. Friends and food - there's no better combo!

I get inspiration for cooking from my mom. Mom likes trying different foods, and everytime I visit I grab a few recipes for my backpocket. Last time I made a chicken and potato casserole dish inspired by my mom.

In my shopping basket you'll often find chili-cheese-sausages and an energy drink. The latter I've tried very hard to consume less. They're not good for your teeth or wallet.

My specialty dish is thai mince meat with rice. For seasoning I use oyster sauce, garlic, sugar, basil and chili. When I was younger I liked to bake a lot, but I stopped when I moved out on my own.

I wish I'd learn to eat more regularly, every few hours. When your job is being on the move, sometimes the times between meals get too long. When you're hungry it's easier to snack on treats, like chocolate and chips.

My normal home evening ends in front of the TV either on the living room couch or in my bedroom. Usually I always watch a tv show or a movie before bed.

My best money saving tip is buy discounted food items at a good price. Then it's handy to immediately put them in the freezer at home and cook later.

I scrimp on bread toppings, like cheeses and cold cuts. I'm not brand loyal with them and usually choose what i grab first.

I get fancy with my glögi, I am its biggest consumer! It's my favorite drink and I have it all year.

My everday superpower is that I don't take things too seriously. Everyday I am grateful for what I get to do for a living, and I don't ever take it for granted. In general I think it's good to avoid complaining too much and try to keep a positive mindset: at the end of the day things are pretty good.

I clean at home about once a week, but I admit, I could be better. I don't spend a lot of time at home, so sometimes my clothes get everywhere and the dishes get piled up in the sink. You shouldn't ask for cleaning tips from me!

My guilty pleasure is squirting ketchup in mince meat soup. It tastes excellent in there. In general I have ketchup with pretty much all foods.

My Pirkka hack is using baking soda to get rid of stains. It's especially great with textiles. With baking soda I've gotten rid of many stains and dirt off of the couch.

[craziness2345]

Chapter 6

I’m back! So so sorry I had a lot of things happen and I was not mentally able to continue for awhile. I do want to also add I suck at trying to explain a torture scene so sorry in advance.

Warnings, torture, mentions of blood and harming

Nats Pov

I angrily hit the computer, exclaiming, “For fuck sake, this is ridiculous!” Frustrated, I paced the room. Tony looked up, staring at the now-broken computer. “I suppose nothing on the watch,” he sighed.

I give him another dirty look as he raises his hands. “Well, calm down because I did find something,” he says. “Someone was flying a drone, and fortunately, I was able to hack into it and capture this footage.” He shows a video of Y/N unconsciously being thrown into a van by someone wearing a black mask.

I stare at the screen, feeling a surge of worry and anger rise within me. “I’m working on following it by street cameras,” he says. “I should hopefully have it narrowed down.” He says softly, trying to reassure me. “Find her Stark.” I simply walk out of the room.

I can’t shake the feeling of worry gnawing at me, wondering about the identity of the person who took Wanda. As I rub my face, I head upstairs, disregarding everyone in the commons. I make my way straight to where I knew Wanda would be. In the kitchen, I find her cooking, a familiar activity she engages in when she’s stressed or worried.

I step forward and notice all the baking essentials laid out. As I watch Wanda mix brownie batter, I glance at the cookies already in the oven. “We have a video from a drone of someone taking her,” I say gently, watching as she freezes, letting go of the whisk. She turns straight towards me.

Straight anger flashes across her eyes, “Tony’s following it now. We’ll find her.” I reach out and touch her shoulder, and she nods. A spark of red dashes flashes along her eyes. “When we do, you know we’re both going,” she says. I nod in agreement. “Yes, we will,” I say, kissing her forehead.

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Y/N pov

I let out another scream as my body jolts forward and starts to spasm as the electricity yet again goes through my body. He steps back stopping it yet again as i catch my breathe my muscles spasming still.

Jake crouches a sadistic smirk crossing his scarred face as he watches me writher from the aftershocks “ I have something even more fun then electricity “ He smirks walking around “ I wonder how long till i break you “ He hums.

It felt like hours as he used different tools watching me cry out in pain trying to fight against it at times. At some point i dont remember when it happened but i ended up passing out.

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I giggle as my 6 year old body runs along the pool jake chasing me laughing aswell. “ I’m gonna get you “ jake hollers. I shake my head running some more before his arms wrap around me lifting me up “ got you!” He laughs i giggle wiggling in his arms.

“ Not fair” I laugh as he starts to tickle me wiggling away. He lets me down finally as i catch my breathe sitting on the edge of the pool. Jake sits down next to me leaning back “ you know Y/N i’ll always be your big brother i’ll make sure no one ever lays there hands on you “ He says softly as i look up smiling.

“ I know jake i trust you “ I giggle.

Jake grins “ good now let’s swim”

Jake stands up jumping into the water i giggle as i go to jump into the water.

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I jolt over cold water enveloping My face my eyes opening wide as i realize hes shoving my head into water i struggle to breathe before he pulls me out “ Shields trained you good. Jakes sadistic smile shows i stare at the marred face of my brother. Is he my brother? No hes not he can’t be my real brother woudln’t do this right? I feel as ting against my face snapping me out of my thoughts.

“ focus now Y/N it’s only been five days i know you can last longer than that”

He smirks evilly as he lets me fall on the ground soaked from the water. I let the tears fall as i lay my head on the hard floor my mind trying to disassociate to protect myself from the torture.

Has it really only been five days? Why does it feel so much longer? Theyre gonna find me right?

I feel the familiar prick of the needle jake uses on me to make sure my powers were buffered so i couldn’t hurt him.

I stare off into space my mind not comprehending anything anymore. I just want to go back to the tower and see my teammates. What if they don’t come for me?

What if theyre like my brother and they actually hate me? No they wouldn’t, would they?

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Wanda’s POV

I sit in the meeting as tony goes over spots “ So i cross referenced a few area’s and had jarvis help me theres a few old factories that aren’t in used but two of them are owned under someone that doesn’t exist “ Tony says.

Natasha leans forward “ do you think thats where she’s at?”

Tony shrugs closing “ I hope so it’s the best we got” He says. Fury stands up “ I want yelena, kate and natasha and steve to check building A. Tony, Wanda and bruce and bucky You’re in building B.” He syas

“ Find her” He comments leaving the debriefing room frustration evident on his face and slight hope.

I stand up with everyone else leaving to get suited up shutting my eyes “ Please be the place” I mumble getting on the quinjet.

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Y/Ns POV

I gaze into the distance, the pain gradually fading as my mind attempts to detach itself from everything. My thoughts wander back to Wanda and Natasha, wondering if they’ll ever find me. Do they genuinely care? Perhaps they merely treated me as they did out of pity.

I hear a distinct slam before coming back seeing my brother as he grips my chin roughly. “We’ve been found out, dear sister,” he mumbles, menacing his grip painful. “ I’ll see you very soon, don’t you worry,” he smirks, injecting some type of liquid. It was different from the ones before. My eyes bulge as my body withers in the chains.

I feel the burning sensation from the injection site slowly fill my whole body as I start to jerk again. The chains my head falling back so consumed by the pain as I scream. I don’t notice him fleeing before a loud boom echoes through the facility.

I hear voices but I can’t comprehend anything as I cry out from the pain, tears streaming down as everything starts to go in and out.

I feel a gentle cooling touch against the pain. My eyes trying to focus as I fall into someone’s arms. Opening my eyes, I see Natasha, worry and fear in her eyes before everything goes completely black as I fall limp in her arms.

[fuctacles]

Puberty works in mysterious ways

For @genderthings Argyle Day | Prompts: baking, hair | T | 420 | The Stoner Trio | Intersex Argyle, Weed, Hanging out (in more ways than one)

The summer is in full swing, the sun mercilessly hitting the walls of the trailer and penetrating them with heat. The oven is running, and a joint is making rounds between the three young men. If the temperature hadn't scared off their friends already, to hide in the porch shadow instead, the smell alone would do it.

Argyle puffs out a plum of smoke before passing the joint to Eddie.

"It's hot as balls in here, man, you mind if I take off my shirt?"

Jonathan shrugs, but seeing as it is the Munson's place, he looks to the host, who just points to his own attire: old gym shorts and a shirt hacked so aggressively it had to be put back together in one place with a safety pin.

"Go for it, man."

"Thanks, bro."

He takes off the bandana holding back his hair and flips off his t-shirt to hang it over one of the nearby chairs. His hair immediately sticks to the clammy skin and he makes a displeased noise.

"You better hide all the scissors before I hack this thing off," he jokes, pulling on the strands. Leaning against the cabinets, he starts braiding one side of his hair, while humming completely out of tune with Eddie's tape that's playing in the background.

Jonathan coughs when it's his turn with the joint.

"Dude," he speaks up, coughs again because his voice comes out quiet and raspy. "Why do you have tits?"

"Hm?" Argyle looks down like he forgot they're there. He probably did. "Oh, I don't know." He shrugs. "I just do. Why don't you?"

Jonathan blinks slowly like he's giving it some serious thought. He touches his chest, like he expects to find something there.

"Is that, like, an option?" he raises his eyebrows. He offers the joint to Argyle, who leans in so he can put it in his mouth without interrupting his braiding.

Eddie hums.

"I mean, there is boob surgery, right? It's definitely an option if you want it to be," he observes, before turning to Argyle. "Did you want it to be?"

"Not really, but I don't mind," he shrugs, talking around the joint. Once he wraps the first braid with a hair-tie, he hands the joint over. "One day I woke up and boom," he adds the exploding hand effect. "Boobs. Doctors say it's hormone imbalance or something. Shouldn't get bigger than this, so..." He shrugs, starting on the second braid.

Eddie puffs, staring off into the distance.

"Puberty, man."

masterpost

[the-himawari]

A3! Spotlight Event Translation - Spotlight (Secret): Ikaruga Brothers & Hyodo Brothers & Shadows in the Moonlight (4/19)

*Please read disclaimer on blog

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August: I’m back.

December: I’m home.

April: Welcome back.

August: Woah, the gingerbread is baking. It smells amazing.

December: It kind of smells like the perfume we smelled earlier.

April: Perfume?

August: I asked a friend to mix up a perfume that the two of you might like.

April: There’s no time for us to wear perfume though.

August: That’s what I thought. But it’s not a problem. No one’s gonna get mad if you spray a spritz or two on your days off or before going to bed.

April: …I’ll use it if I feel like it. More importantly, here’s the gingerbread recipe.

August: Thanks.

*flips through*

August: …It’s incredibly detailed with the measurements and instructions and everything. You even noted down how the work is divided up.

April: August will do the measuring and shaping, while December will take care of the baking and decorating. If I write this much, then I’m sure even you two will be able to handle it.

August: Hmm. I hope they turn out well.

December: …

-pause-

August: Have yourself a great holiday.

Child A: Thanks. You too, Misha!

*door closes*

December: The gingerbread was a huge hit. We could’ve made a lot more if you helped us out from the start though.

April: Don’t blame me. I wrote such a detailed recipe so you two would be able to finish them without my help…

August: It didn’t work out that well, huh? Whoopsies.

December: Is there any gingerbread left over for us?

August: There’s some in the back.

April: Don’t tell me you saved some for me too…

August: Of course I did.

April: That damn sweet gingerbread… do you want to torture me?

August: Alrighty then, today’s Christmas Eve. The gingerbread’s all sold out, so let’s close up shop and start getting ready for our Christmas—.

*bzz, bzz*

August: … …Change of plans. For both the target and us.

April: Tch… let’s head over quickly.

December: …I’m looking after the store.

April: Don’t kid with me.

August: April and I will leave first and devise our strategy. December, just in case, do a security check of the store before joining up with us.

December: …Understood.

-pause-

August: You’re here.

December: Nothing was out of the ordinary inside the store. There were no signs of wiretaps or that we’d been hacked.

April: Was it just a coincidence this time then?

August: Did you lock the door properly?

December: Of course I did.

August: Alright, let’s finish this job quickly then. Are you two ready?

December: Yeah.

April: Yes.

-pause-

April: —Target confirmed. He’s holding a single briefcase. Perhaps…

August: “It must be dummy, right? December, keep a close eye on the man behind him. April, you—"

-pause-

December: Data confirmed. They’re going to notice us soon.

August: “April, join up with December and retrieve the data.” “After you transfer the data, December will lead the target from passage C to passage B2. Be careful not to make enemy contact.” “…Phew. Let’s wrap this up in 5 minutes.”

April & December: Roger that.

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[blairessoupysoup]

When I left Duolingo I realized I actually DO STILL love learning languages. languages get me so giddy and I love reading direct translations and phrases and having fun taking apart compound words and getting obsessed with grammar and I just fucking love people.

Unsurprisingly though, the funny meme app that spends too much time TELLING you they're important is actually in fact not.

As someone who actually hacked up the money for a premium family plan for a year,, it was actually a hassle just to force myself to open the app to barely do ONE lesson.

Like I join and what I get hit with:

Getting rid of the branching system opting for a confusing bloated linear path

A leaderboard that is for SOME REASON MADE UP OF BOTS???? FOR WHAT REASON???

Those gross 3-star challenges where let me tell you personally, you literally cannot complete them without forking over gems for "additional time" don't believe me try it.

mmm isn't it funny how they removed the comment section that appeared under every question that had real life people who could elaborate more in depth about what Duolingo failed to teach you. hmmmm AI first I wonder why

Remember the funny little costumes you could buy for duo that miraculously disappeared? did anyone who buy them get immediately compensated. No, I didn't. Quietly swept under the rug.

Not to mention just they way they act is sickening from mass firing the staff, to creating half baked courses (im so sorry Navajo) to push out for Indigenous People's Day and then immediately get abandoned.

ALSO major L for corporate artstyle

(it will probably be a mess of a vid and theres a real chance it might not happen but im interested in the concept so just keep that in mind)

[glitter-stained]

Some advice to protect and support your brain

1. Wear a helmet. Please.

2. I know this must feel exhausting to see repeated if it's something you struggle with, but exercise really does help, in any capacity you can do it. Go for a walk, do a light routine, anything you can. Ask your doctor, look on the internet, if you can figure out a way to do something that works for you and doesn't feel like the nastiest chore in the world I encourage you to try it, at any frequency you can afford.

3. If you get a concussion, even a light one, go to the hospital. If the hospital doesn't orient you towards a neuropsychologist for an evaluation, insist on seeing one, and if they still fail at their job, go see a neuropsychologist in private. (Again, I know this sucks because it's expensive and not affordable for everyone depending on where you live and I'm sorry, this is the best I can give.) Same thing if you got hit in the head, didn't feel like it had consequences at the time, but have since been experiencing struggles with remembering stuff, impulsivity, etc. In general if you've experienced cognitive changes I encourage you to see a neuropsychologist but if you remember getting hit in the head, do mention it to them. Also, do monitor yourself for potential epilepsy, check what the signs are (they can be much less visible than you think), if you think there's a risk make a card to let people know what to do. If you think there's a risk you might have developed epilepsy after the hit, go back to the hospital, and while explaining your concerns mention that you got hit in the head.

4. Do stuff. Look, there are so many experiments and studies about how juggling helps the brain, or music, or knitting, or writing, or learning a language, or gardening, or. So of course I could just tell you to do all of that with a list of studies and be done with it, but it would be pointless. A lot of cognitive remediation programs based on these studies fail because what happened is a therapist who liked piano saw a study on the benefits of playing the piano and shoved all their patients into a piano therapy group. People, whether they're patients with brain damage or you, random tumblr user, have tastes and you do not have to force yourself to learn a new language or whatever pop psych instagram account tells you is the newest brain-hack. It's much more simple than that: your brain grows when you use it, and that creates extra padding that protects you in the case of trauma, injury, but also the effects of aging and the risk of neurodegenerative diseases such as Alzheimer's. (Well, it's not literal padding, the term is "cognitive reserve", but I think the metaphor is pretty accurate.) So try out shit: board games, reading (audiobooks are also a really cool and undervalued invention like this shit is wonderful), learning a new language (comics or watching stuff in the language helps make that fun), juggling, memorising the dsm-5 criteria for every type of disorder, get into comics, learn an instrument, get into baking, explode your microwave in the process of making raw cookie dough, try being around animals (horseback ballad at a ranch go to a cat cafe etc), learn how to dance from YouTube tutorials... Do whatever you want, figure out what's fun, try to avoid ideas of shame at not being immediately good or the idea that it's childish (it's not immature to have fun, i promise.) And give yourself permission to give up. This isn't an assignment, you don't have to push yourself, explore yourself with the energy of a fourteen years old figuring out how they want to dress: what matters is you find a bunch of stuff you find fun.

5. Socialization is really good for you, both for your cognitive functions but also in general for your mood, resources etc (and also all of those are linked). Whether it's a rpg group, an association you're at, even like people on a discord server, meeting friends on zoom, being a regular at quiz night at the club, trying to connect to people in any way you can really helps. I know it's hard, especially for people who struggle with stuff like autism, anxiety, etc. but building connection with other people, in whatever way works for you, really helps improve your quality of life.

6. Again, I may sound a bit like the doctor you want to punch in the face, but a diet full of all the vitamins and protein and general nutrients you need really helps. And honestly whatever way works for you getting these nutrients helps. I often get b-12 deficient because I struggle with the texture of most meats, so I try to eat eggs and sometimes as a kid my mom would put my steak in a blender and my doctor sometimes prescribes me b-12 supplements so I don't faint: that's what a healthy diet looks like for me. And I know exactly what b-12 deficiency does to the brain, so I use those strategies to incorporate it in my diet because I like the memory issues about as much as I like light-headedness and fatigue. (This also works for diets like veganism or gluten free or literally anything. A healthy diet isn't one where you have to eat every food, it's one where you get the nutrients you and your brain needs, and if that involves taking supplements then that's what's healthy for you.) Eating carrots in carrot cake or zucchini in brownie (getting creative with it) or eating premade soup because you want to eat vegetables but don't have the time or struggle with the texture or really hate vegetables and need them to be in a cake where you don't really taste them- that's what a healthy diet looks like. There's a lot of strategies about eating around sensory issues or restrictions and I'm not an expert but like, the ressources are out there. Keeping hydrated is also really important! Similarly, for people who struggle with water, flavouring packets and teas really help!

7. Sleep is so important. Like, to the point it makes diagnosis harder because lack of sleep fucks up everything from mood to cognitive functions to development so if your patient isn't sleeping, good luck figuring out what they have. So talking to your doctor if you have trouble sleeping, working on designing a bedtime routine that helps you, working to reduce nightmares with your therapist, all of that is super important... And don't underestimate the usefulness of napping! Napping rules.

Now, you may have notice that everything in this list (except maybe the helmet one, though these things do cost money) is easier if you have money. I manage some of the items on that list, but don't assume that I am preaching: more often than not, my diet is the cheapest ramen noodles I can find, and I sleep 4 to 5 hours a night.

That's because neuropsychology, like any form of psychology, is inherently political. It's better wages and union rights to have the time and money to afford eating the diet you need and spending time and money on activities and group outings etc. It's equality in the household so you don't have to spend all the time you do have on taking care of all the chores and kids and never getting to enjoy anything or rest. It's, of course, universal healthcare so you can go to the hospital after you get hit in the head and get those scans and EEG go see that neuropsychologist and meet that therapist and get your doctor to prescribe you medicine that works rather than the medicine your dumbfuck insurance company thinks you should fail. It's good food regulations so that you designing a healthy diet can be about getting the nutrients you need and not avoiding getting poisoned by the food you spent your damn money on. It's all of that and more; it's defending your rights, and fighting for those you don't have. So this is all the advice I have, do your best to be kind to yourself, and I hope you have a wonderful year.

[verynotsigmaofu]

I have no idea what I’m post today so here just some hc for my encanto social media au (you have any hc for the characters comment them and I’ll add them to here !)

Camilo

-an absolute little shit

-has a brother like bond with Mariano (which is why he messes with him all the time)

-favorites Antonio but annoys Dolores the most

-the type to comment “ trigger warning would be nice” on any picture Dolores or isa posts of themselves

-obsessed with Hamilton

- acts like he hates playing Roblox with Antonio but he actually loves playing

-third wheels Dolores and Mariano just so he could get free food

-totally brain rot

-LOVES to remind isa that she single asf

-is secretly terrified of Luisa 

-ABSOLUTELY HATED Mariano in the beginning but once he noticed how he treated Dolores he accepted him (and maybe cause he saw that he rich asf

-talks shit with mirabel 24/7

-tried to hack into Mariano bank account once so he could get vbucks (failed miserably)

-“what the sigma?”

-surprisingly he can cook but would eat it all while cooking, but CAN NOT bake

Luisa

-isn’t that active on social media that much but when she is, no one can get her out

-gym rat

-doesn’t have a favorite sister buts vents to mirabel the most

-has a pet donkey..

-crys over dog movies

-one time she busted out crying during a family dinner from watching sad edits of a dogs purpose

-secretly is her parents favorite cause she the only one that has her life together

-chases Camilo around cause she knows he scared of her

-probably loves her donkey more then her sisters 

-could cook but prefers not to

-also tried to use mariano card to buy new weights (failed as well)



mirabel

-LOVES family drama (as long she not involved)

-helps isa with her captions

-favorites Antonio more then her own sisters

-is also brain rot

-talks shit with Camilo about ANYONE

-hates the word sigma

-loves butterflies 

-can’t cook but could bake

-#1 fan of Dolores and mariano relationship

-fights with isa 24/7 but would get back to getting along in like a minute

- plays the Roblox’s horror games with Camilo

-also tired to get mariano card number to order her Amazon cart (almost worked but fail)

-uses Instagram and Twitter 24/7 for the memes



Isabella

-lesbian

-also third wheels mariano and Dolores whenever they all go out just so she can get free drinks

-fights with Camilo and mirabel 24/7

-fights with mariano over Dolores

- atp she arguing with all her sisters and cousins (but Antonio)

- literally gets really nervous whenever a girl flirts with her fails to flirt back

- also tried to steel mariano card so she could go out (failed HORRIBLY)

-plant lady

- Chappell roan Stan till she dies

-uses twitter as her diary 

-one time she was yelling at a guy face cause he was hitting on Dolores

-despise cooking

-loves watching kids fall

Dolores

-cat mom (has 3 of them and one is a Mainecoon)

-fights with Camillo 24/7

-funny asf when she wants to be

-also tried using mariano card (succeeded and doesn’t care when she does it)

-daddy’s girl

-was her parents favorite until Antonio was born

-doesn’t drink that much but when she does, may the lord be with her

-has mariano WRAPPED around her fingers 

- SZA die hard fan

-lowkey kinda brain rot and blames camilo on it

- camilo #1 hater

-loves the beach

-could sleep for a week straight

-can’t cook or bake (will literally burn down the kitchen)

-loves to bite (mainly mariano or isa)

-pretty crier



Mariano

- is camilo #1 victim to his pranks

- all the madrigal at one point tried hacking into his bank account or tried stealing his card (used to it atp)

-is the one that adopt Dolores mainecoon cat and surprise her with it

- has unlimited beef with camilo

-accidentally revealed that Antonio was his favorite

-filthy rich for no fucking reason 

-knows he wrapped around Dolores finger and proud of it

-early bird

-amazing cook

-he has Dolores banned from the kitchen

-one time he had to carry Dolores on his shoulders when she was drunk because she kept on running away

-has a love hate relationship with kids

-loves to play with Dolores hair (wasn’t kidding when I said he a big simp)

That all I got, comment if you guy any I could add

[tangledbea]

Ever imagined tangled modern au? If the series was modern au, what would you imagined about that?

I was actually doing a modern AU RP of the movie years and years ago, so it only involved Rapunzel, Eugene and Gothel. In that one, Gothel owned a bakery called Golden Flower Bakery, and Rapunzel was the solo baker, and ran the store. She wasn't permitted outside, she didn't have a cell phone or internet access, her job was to bake and make Gothel money, which Gothel then used on cosmetics, plastic surgery, and "rejuvenation retreats" to keep herself looking young. Eugene (actually, Flynn for now) was a thief - primarily of the computer hacking and black market sales variety, but he'd also occasionally do smash and grab type stuff - who hid from the cops in the bakery one night, and got himself hit with cookware for his trouble.

Queue Rapunzel and Flynn becoming friends, him feeling bad for her that she's locked up here and doing things like convincing her to sneak out, getting her a smart phone (this was written before smart phone was the default type of phone a person could get, so it was a big deal that he spent the extra money to get her internet access and put her on his phone plan and everything), teaching her to drive, etc. Gradually they fall in love, which results in Flynn getting shot by Gothel, so Rapunzel runs away to take care of him, crashing on his couch, essentially moving in with him.

Unfortunately, that where that RP ended.

I wrote another (with the same RP partner) where Rapunzel was a pop star, and Gothel was strictly in control of her image, even though she was growing up and wanted to express herself musically in different ways. Eugene worked the booth at a concert venue she was booked at, and that's how they met. They fun thing with this one was that we anthropomorphized Pascal and Max. The former being her best friend and stylist and the latter being her bodyguard.

As for the TTS gang, I haven't really come up with specifics for a modern AU for them. The last time I really thought about it, the series wasn't over yet, so it didn't have the full dynamics of everything that happened in the series under consideration. It wouldn't be a college AU, though. Those kind of bore me. I'm in my 40s, I don't need to relive school.

[mitigatedchaos]

Okay, I'm not generally one for dogwhistle-based thinking, but why is your favorite rap song by "a Dutch drum and bass group" called "Black Sun Empire"? On further Googling the official explanation is that it is a Star Wars reference, but this seems dubious to me at best

Dawn of a Dark Day feat. UK hip hop group Foreign Beggars is an excellent example of something that's quite rare: cyberpunk rap that's actually good.

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I've never found another track like it.

I'm going to assume that you're not a long-term reader, or it would be obvious why someone who posted fake discourse about parents cryogenically freezing their children would like this song.

Probably the best cyberpunk/post-cyberpunk anime is 2002's Ghost in the Shell: Standalone Complex. Some songs from that series have rap segments, but they don't really add to the music, such as with Origa feat. Heartsdales - Player.

Origa sounds amazing, but everyone who has ever heard one of the tracks featuring her already knows that.

The problem for Heartsdales is that it's usually much easier for a man to pose as tough and intimidating than it is for a woman, and even then, proper intimidation is subtle and depends on a connection to a background of power, or the ability to convincingly fake that connection.

What makes Dawn of a Dark Day so unique is that it's clearly from the perspective of a team of cyborg combat operatives, or following them very closely. It's also abstract enough that it doesn't fall into Ren Faire/Steampunk dorkiness. That's a fine line to tread, and it takes actual talent.

In real life, we don't sing songs about computer hacking, even though computer hacking is one of the most sci-fi elements of the current era.

Imagine a song about a combat cyborg team in the style of a whaling song, talking about cleaning ports and hacking mainframes. This would be much more understandable to contemporary outsider audiences than a line like, "cyberbrain circus - brace for the kickback."

In the cyberpunk world, the cyborg combat team would talk using the actual professional jargon from their field, which would be more specific to their time and place. For example, contemporary computer programmers would complain about Java, a specific programming language, about which they would have specific complaints (such as preferring dynamic typing, or Java being too verbose).

Thus, a whaling-style song, "dust the ports and hack the servers," which doesn't require knowing the specifics, would be something either written from an outsider's perspective, probably as a joke, or written from an insider's perspective, also probably as a joke.

To hit the right band, then, requires writing something from the perspective of an insider (even though insiders would not tend to write songs), that's intelligible to people from our world with some background knowledge of genre, that hits on the sci-fi elements related to the genre (rather than just being a generic love song), without making them overpowering, by baking them into the assumptions of the text.

To use a non-musical example, the original special collector's edition Mass Effect hoodie (left) is subtle and was popular for a while, while some subsequent designs by third parties (right) were much louder.

The design on the left is appropriate for a wide variety of social environments, while the design on the right would require a higher degree of social aptitude to get away with wearing wear in many social environments, and would be more suitable for a video game club or anime convention.

This is part of the general thing where being "cool" is about making things look effortless, and not looking like a tryhard.

Particularly, for the hoodie on the right, there's a mismatch between style and substance, in which it is trying to "borrow" power from a fictional suit of armor from a video game. (This mismatch is the general reason that trying to lean too hard on fiction is cringe; there's not enough substance relative to what someone is trying to do with it.)

Some of you may remember an Indiegogo campaign for a samurai armor hoodie. I'm not saying that everything should be understated. Sometimes, artistically, you're better off committing to the bit.

Now, back to music.

The band Gunship are not a rap outfit, but seem to have been quite successful with a lot of their sci-fi-themed content, such as this video with 3.9 million views:

They do a good job at finding the balance.

Another musical act, Perturbator, got 5.4 million views with a music video about rogue sentient androids (Perturbator - Sentient, which contains nudity).

The successor series for Standalone Complex, SAC_2045, has the song Millennium Parade - Fly With Me, which is better as rap music than the rap segment of Origa - Player, but isn't cyberpunk-themed directly.

Cyberpunk 2077 has, for example, Konrad OldMoney feat. Taelor Yung - Day of Dead, which is great for an action scene, but also isn't directly cyberpunk:

No Save Point, also from 2077, has a great line, "When a fortune cookie tells me I'm fucked, I just shrug," and ain't that Night City for you? They put some work in on this one, but I don't vibe with it as much musically.

Anyhow, that's why Dawn of a Dark Day is my favorite.

If you'd like, I can explain some of the recent politics of dog-whistles tomorrow or the day after.

[tearsinthemist]

Want to learn something new

Want to learn something new in 2022??

Absolute beginner adult ballet series (fabulous beginning teacher)

40 piano lessons for beginners (some of the best explanations for piano I’ve ever seen)

Excellent basic crochet video series

Basic knitting (probably the best how to knit video out there)

Pre-Free Figure Skate Levels A-D guides and practice activities (each video builds up with exercises to the actual moves!)

How to draw character faces video (very funny, surprisingly instructive?)

Another drawing character faces video

Literally my favorite art pose hack

Tutorial of how to make a whole ass Stardew Valley esque farming game in Gamemaker Studios 2??

Introduction to flying small aircrafts

French/Dutch/Fishtail braiding

Playing the guitar for beginners (well paced and excellent instructor)

Playing the violin for beginners (really good practical tips mixed in)

Color theory in digital art (not of the children’s hospital variety)

Retake classes you hated but now there’s zero stakes:

Calculus 1 (full semester class)

Learn basic statistics (free textbook)

Introduction to college physics (free textbook)

Introduction to accounting (free textbook)

Learn a language:

Ancient Greek

Latin

Spanish

German

Japanese (grammar guide) (for dummies)

French

Russian (pretty good cyrillic guide!)

Jan 2, 2023

Want to learn something new in 2023??

Cooking with flavor bootcamp (used what I learned in this a LOT this year)

Beekeeping 101

Learn Interior Design from the British Academy of Interior Design (free to audit course - just choose the free option when you register)

Video on learning to read music that actually helped me??

How to use and sew with a sewing machine

How to ride a bike (listen. some of us never learned, and that's okay.)

How to cornrow-braid hair (I have it on good authority that this video is a godsend for doing your baby niece's black hair)

Making mead at home (I actually did this last summer and it was SO good)

How to garden

Basics of snowboarding (proceed with caution)

How to draw for people who (think they) suck at art (I know this website looks like a 2003 monstrosity, but the tutorials are excellent)

Pixel art for beginners so you can make the next great indie game

Go (back) to school

Introduction to Astronomy (high school course - free textbook w/ practice problems)

Principals of Economics (high school course - free textbook w/ practice problems)

Introduction to philosophy (free college course)

Computer science basics (full-semester Harvard course free online)

Learn a language

Japanese for Dummies (link fix from 2022)

Ukrainian

Portuguese (Brazil)

American Sign Language (as somebody who works with Deaf people professionally, I also strongly advise you to read up on Deaf/HoH culture and history!)

Chinese (Mandarin, Simplified)

Quenya (LOTR fantasy elf language)

Dec 26, 2023

Want to learn something new in 2024??

Beginner-oriented video on how to sail

This guy has so many videos on baking different types of bread. SO very many.

Coding in Python - one of the most flexible and adaptable high-level programming languages out there - explained through projects making video games

Learn to swim! (for adult learners. I don’t care if you live in Kansas or Mali or wherever. LEARN TO SWIM.)

Learn how quantum mechanics works. Then read some more about it

[Learn about quantum mechanics again, but in a more advanced engineering/mathematics class. Then read more about the math and physics of it]

Poetry Handbook, by Mary Oliver

Something I learned this year: how to sew a quilt (Here’s a very easy beginning pattern that looks amazing and can be done with pre-cut fabric!)

How to hit the ball in softball

Tutorial video on what is under the hood of most (gas) cars + weird engine sounds and what they mean

Full beginner mechanics technical training, if you want to go more in depth

Playlist on how car engine physics work if you want to go ultra in depth

Lecture series on architecture design through study of buildings

How (American income) taxes & tax law work (choose “audit course” at checkout for free class)

Pickleball for beginners (so you can finally join your neighbor/friend/distant cousin who is always insisting you join their team)

+ Para-Pickleball for beginners (for mobility aid users!)

School is so much more fun when there’s no tests:

American Law - Contracts

Shakespeare’s Life and Plays

Fairy Tales: Meanings, Messages, and Morals

Modern Poetry

World History [Part 1, Part 2]

Learn a language:

Arabic + Resource Guide compiled from Reddit (includes info on different dialects)

Chinese (Cantonese) (audio)

Urdu (frequently recommended course on Reddit) + Resource Guide

Yucatec Maya