#crashout

[petitprincess1]

I have no clue how you stans defend Vivziepop

https://youtu.be/qe7DpBK4bxM?si=ljyh5RrczDxHPnyi

Yeah, I'm not watching that. I have a post pinned to my blog that goes over a lot of the rumors surrounding Vivzie. I also have gone over many other rumors/discourse around her. If you want to say something, then say it.

Do not sling around some incredibly biased video that clearly doesn't do any research surrounding Viv.

What sucks is that I almost got pulled in VERY EARLY into the hate. Like, before Hazbin Pilot even dropped bc I saw people saying Viv was transphobic. ONE GOOGLE SEARCH was all it took for me to realize it was fake. I saw more people saying things than providing evidence. Even when they did, it was nothing conclusive or it was without full context so I couldn't tell what even led to it.

I would ask for yall to look at things more objectively but you CAN'T and you WON'T. You are spineless cowards that cannot even fathom being wrong and you NEED the engagement! Out of like tens of ppl saying that Viv is an abusive boss, there are hundreds (if not thousands) more saying otherwise. Could they be lying? Sure, but you know the opposite is also true, right?

Is your hatred for Vivzie that deep that you'd rather ignore Spindlehorse employees calling others out for lying and instead dig yourself deeper into the lie???

Hell, the shit that yall even have evidence is just nothing! "OMG! Viv drew something YEARS ago that was problematic!" Oh no.......and??? What the fuck do you want me to do with that!?!? Oh no, she drew a fucking fictional character in a fucking fictional bath with fucking fictional snakes, while she was, apparently, a minor? Okay, weird......AND????

And what's worse is that y'all will go into Vivzie's post and just act like dicks, but then get all surprised and offended that you got blocked! What the fuck did you expect? Did senpai not engage in battle with you like you imagined? Did she not weep at your "verbalase" comment???

There's a difference between being a dick and giving criticism. I am friends with and have observed multiple people give criticism towards Viv and not a single one of them is blocked. I GIVE CRITICISM TOWARDS VIV AND HER SHOWS AND I AM NOT BLOCKED! What does that fucking tell you!

Vivzie """"stans"""" will give y'all so much evidence to your misinformation and you just choose to ignore it. Y'all can't even handle getting criticism yourselves.

You guys are filled with nothing but hypocrisy and can't handle what you dish out. I am tired of getting constant hate (including *ape and death threats) bc I'm watching a goddamn cartoon! What the fuck did 99% of the fandom do to any of y'all!? Did you blame fans of Rick and Morty for Justin Roiland??? Most likely you didn't.

Get the fuck off my blog! I don't give a fuck about your holier-than-thou, self-gratifying, virtue-signaling bullshit! Go to one of your lameass friends and bitch to them! Not me!

Tl;Dr: Fuck you. That's all I can say. Fuck you. I am so done with y'all.

[sinning-with-dragons]

let him go apeshit !! let him go absolutely bonkers, i say !!

[ministarfruit]

so much more than crashing out‼️

[graciescott27]

Non-Disclosure Agreement! — M. Kaiser

Michael Kaiser slept with you once and now won’t leave you alone?!

Last Chapter! — Next Chapter!

CHAPTER TWO - NOT ALLOWED!

cw: very clearly toxic, private relationship, friends with benefits but not really friends, Kaiser, suggestive in a few places, language, talks about drinking, Sae Itoshi

Michael Kaiser x reader!

mdni!

word count: 1.6k

You had never found football any less interesting than you did in that moment. Michael Kaiser had gotten you a seat in the stupid fucking VIP box for a reason that only God knew. He was deranged, you were convinced of it. There was no explanation for anything the man did. You still had no idea why he said or did the things he did. You still had no idea why he had those stupid tattoos. You couldn’t even figure out why out of all of his hookups, you were the one he called back. Maybe it was because of your idiotic mistake of giving him your number. No, that couldn’t have been it. His fans were even crazier than he was, surely they had done way more than you had to get his attention.

The game was 1-2. Germany was winning. It was about twenty minutes into the second half and so far the most interesting thing that had happened so far was learning that the “one Japanese one” was actually Sae Itoshi. You had heard of him frequently over the past few years. You had even seen a few of his matches. He was a good player. He definitely seemed just like Kaiser: good on the field, terrible to deal with in person. He was probably calmer than Kaiser, at least. That was probably why Kaiser didn’t seem to like him all that much.

Why did Kaiser think you would like him? Did he even know enough about you to make that call?

Michael Kaiser kept looking up into the stands like a total idiot. He was just as collected as normal. He was playing just as well as normal. Any time you were around, though, Kaiser acted just a bit different than usual. It was difficult to place how. He probably didn’t even know the answer himself. There was always just a small shift in his demeanor when he knew you were watching. You were probably the only person who had noticed.

As the game finished and Germany finally won, you couldn’t help but scold yourself for agreeing to this. You had classes the next day. You had a paper to write. Your casual hookup was not more important than your degree. Maybe you were even dumber sober.

Just when you were standing up to leave, you got a text from ”Satan’s Favorite Child” telling you to meet him outside of the locker room. Normally you wouldn’t have been allowed anywhere near the core of the stadium, but he had gotten you “special permission”, whatever the hell that meant. After much wandering and many wrong turns, you somehow managed to make it to the locker rooms. You refused to step foot inside, not willing to risk getting flashed by any more footballers. Kaiser stepped out after just a few moments, still wearing his kit, still sweaty, and still smelling disgusting.

“I’m a bit surprised that you came, Liebling,” he smirked down at you, his brow cocked in amusement.

You scoffed. “Yeah, it’s really rare for me to come, isn’t it?”

He quirked his brow even further at that. “Any opening you see, huh?”

“If you give me a chance, I’m gonna make a sex joke. I’m only human,” you shrugged casually.

The locker room door opened again and Alexis Ness stepped through it. His eyes met Kaiser’s first, then darted over to you. He blinked, trying to register your presence, and then smiled. “Ah, you’re here! Kaiser was really worried that you wouldn’t come.”

Kaiser froze and turned to scowl at him. “Shut the fuck up.”

“Jesus Christ, you two have a really weird relationship…” you muttered, wincing. “Um… hello to you to, Alexis. You’re a lot less unnerving when I’m sober.”

His mouth turned into an “O” shape and he nodded enthusiastically with raised brows.

“Ness, go shower,” Kaiser commanded, not even looking at Ness as he spoke.

“Right, of course. I’ll leave you two alone,” Ness gave you a small wave and stepped back into the locker room.

Kaiser’s eyes never once left you throughout the entire interaction. You couldn’t tell if he was zoned out thinking or if he was trying to analyze you somehow. He finally spoke again when Ness closed the door and was officially gone from sight. “You saw Sae, right?”

“Yeah?” you raised a brow questioningly. Was he stupid or something? If you were watching the game, obviously you were going to see all of the players.

“I’m better than him, right?”

Oh. So that was what it was. You weren’t there because he finally started to care, or because he felt bad for treating you like you weren’t a person. You were there because he needed an opinion. Like any other woman trying to not to punch a man, you responded with pure sarcasm. “Aww, you’re such a pretty princess.”

“Mhm, thanks,” he scoffed.

“No problem, princess.”

“You should go talk to him,” he nodded all of a sudden. Noticing the confusion on your face, he clarified, “Sae.”

Oh dear God. You were not in the mood for this today. “Why?”

“Because you’d get along with him.”

“You gonna get jealous if I do?”

“Of course not,” he scoffed crossing his arms. He still didn’t look away from you once.

“I don’t believe you.” If you had learned anything about Michael Kaiser over the past few months, it was that you should never believe a word he said. Everything that left his mouth was just a narcissistic coverup for how sad his life truly was.

He huffed out a laugh. “You should. I’m fairly trustworthy, I think.”

“You thought wrong, then.”

“You wound me,” he feigned offense, unable to keep up the act for very long before the corner of his lips quirked up into a smirk.

“I’m sure I do,” you mirrored his expression, only causing his smirk to grow.

His demeanor relaxed just a bit. That was how you knew you were reaching the part of the conversation where he attempted to seem interested in your life. “Are your classes going well?”

You nodded. “Yes, actually. I’m about fourteen pages behind on a paper now because you dragged me to this game.”

“That’s unfortunate.”

“Yeah, I have a lot I need to catch up on.” You were praying that he would take that as a sign to let you leave, but like usual, Kaiser didn’t understand social cues.

“I’m sure.”

You groaned, finally turning around and beginning to step away. “Okay, I’m leaving.”

He laughed, grabbing your arm and pulling you back towards him. “Um, no, you’re not.”

“Oh my God,” you whined, pouting up at him dramatically. “What more do you want from me?”

“Bar and then my house possibly?”

Yeah, you should have never shown up there. All of your decisions were stupid, it was official. You did not have enough self-control to talk to him. Any time he mentioned taking you to his house, you wanted to scream. He wouldn’t be half as attractive as he was if he didn’t have that voice. But of course, devils are the most blessed out of everyone, and you have to suffer the consequences. Maybe later you could yell at your uterus to shut up for five seconds.

“Are you offering to get me drunk because you know that’s the only time I can stand to see your face?”

“Oh, absolutely,” he nodded, grinning.

“Ugh, fine. Sure,” you conceded. One of the worst of your bad decisions, admittedly. “Let me piss really quick and then you can drag me out of here by my hair.”

“Very unnecessary details, thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

You stumbled around the facilities, trying to find any kind of escape route that you could. If you found a way out without any help, then you could run from your poor critical thinking skills. You don’t manage to, of course. You end up down some long hallway instead, and find the locker rooms for the visiting team. Groaning at your failure to flee a crime scene, you turned around to figure out a way back to Kaiser. You weren’t looking as you turned, and ended up running straight into a very muscular chest.

Sae Itoshi.

Was your life turning into an 80’s sitcom? Was God laughing at you? Are devils entertainment to angels?

Sae gave you a nod of acknowledgment, then immediately turned to walk away. What the fuck? Maybe he was actually worse than Kaiser and that was why he apparently hated him so much. Nah. No one could be worse than that son of a bitch.

“Oh, hey, you’re Sae Itoshi, right?” you said in an attempt to make conversation. Maybe if you wasted enough time, Kaiser would get bored and walk away.

“Yeah?”

Oh, God, he was already boring you to death.

“That’s… cool. Michael Kaiser’s mentioned you a few times,” you nodded, giving a small, incredibly uncomfortable smile.

He responded with the same deadpan

expression. “You know Kaiser?”

“Uh, yeah. I’m… friends with him.” It was definitely a lie, sure, but it was a lot more comfortable to say than admit to a stranger that you occasionally fucked him.

“You don’t work here?”

“No…?”

By then, your brain was screaming at you to leave. This was a bad idea. You should just go get blackout drunk with Kaiser and submit an essay late in the morning.

“How did you get in, then?”

Very good question. You weren’t sure yourself. “Kaiser got access for me so we could talk after the game.”

“Interesting friendship,” he quirked a brow slightly. “How did you meet?”

That was an even better question.

@graciescott27

[justice4milton]

MY DOPAMINE JUICE IS GONE

[silly-jester-art]

stupid ass trend on tiktok that i drew as nyen and nyon from ranfren

THIS IS SO BAD AND OFFBEAT PLEAAASEEE ITS MY SECOND TIME TWEENING AND ITS ON CAPCUT SOO ITS SO BADDD WAHHHHHHHHH,,, also i have no idea if i spelt that word right;;;;;

ermmm,, anyway😂🦈✌️ my tiktoks accs _.j.e.s.t.e.r._ if anyone gaf

i love drawing them their so silly !!! especially in this specific artstyyle

[gaywineauntsstuff]

Me in the corner b4 the new writer took over for NW: why is this happening? Who cares? Ew? Is that Bea?? Poor Bea… ewwwww. Why is he happy? And stupid? Why is he happy and stupid? …why is Bruce holding his hand? Why are the titans holding his hand? Why is babs holding his hand? Where is Damian? The dog is cute? Dick is not nearly stable enough for a dog? Ewwwwww? Oh HI JASON!!!? Is that Yuji itadori??? From JJK?? Ewwwwwww

Me after the new writer: crashoutcrashoutcrashoutcrashoutcrashoutcrashoutcrashoutcrashoutcrashout???? MY KING IS GONNA CRASH OUT??? He can do things alone again? Crashout??? When ??? They KILLED A KID IN FRONT OF HIM?? Pissed off at police state Grayson is my beloved hi yes hello???? CHEMO REFERENCE??? CIRCUS??? My boy is so cool??? Crash out. Preferably now…. Please

[knuxadowmumbles]

Prompt: Knuxadow first time parents having their first panic moment XD

Eventually, Tails would be able to explain to them that it’s perfectly normal for babies to spit up.

[coqueverette]

i can’t even be bothered making a funny ironic post for april fool’s day because my subconscious mind literally april fooled me this morning by making me have a dream that we were getting a new twdg-adjacent video game centered specifically on ben. the premise makes waaaaay less sense now that i’m awake and rational but it was like… a character study esque thing with a vague fantasy setting? and it was supposed to be an adventure game as opposed to a choice oriented one 😭 so obviously completely different from the actual original games both conceptually and visually (hard to describe the change in art style but the models were a lot less comic-esque and more whimsical and slightly… cutesy/simplistic in comparison? for lack of a better word? but it looked nice!) and probably set in an entirely separate universe. but travis was a major character (my friends were showing me every leak and promo they could find with him in it, thanks guys) which meant new content of both of my faves as well as the rest of the s1 cast

woke up thinking “i’m so excited!!!” and then as i gained consciousness it started dawning on me like a dramatic slow realization in a horror movie or smth. and then my stomach started hurting and then i got a brief headache because i was so pissed. never recovering from this. why would i do that to myself. sick and twisted

[ashtray-shayy]

i forgot to tell you guys but last english lesson my teacher was getting us started on how to do coursework and he introduced us to Frankenstein- ive never actually read it -but then i found out the scientist's name is VICTOR?!?!? like VIKTOR!?!? IN ARCANE!! YAKNOW THE ONE WHO IS A SCIENTIST?!?!?? the parallels scared me, you guys i was about to EXPLODE in that classroom omds. what do you MEAN the crazy scientist called some variation of 'Viktor' does that scientific discovery creation stuff and it ends up being that thing that ruins him💔💔😭🙏its so crazy bro i cant make ts up!?!? and i was internally crashing out cuz none of my friends in english are arcane fans... so i had no one to yap to abt my hyperfixation💔💔

[willfreakbyers]

Guys am I saw because WHAT THE FUCK DOES GA MEAN CAN SOMEONE TWLL ME PLEASE

[rhwastaken]

siivagunner thought piece: phineas and ferb ds

I have to come clear. I am guilty of a crime. I do not like the Phineas and Ferb DS soundtrack. The lead guitar bwah sound is so stupid, and I can't believe that the composer uses it in like almost every song. Why? It sounds like a rabbid. Terrible. I've had to listen to this soundtrack many times over the course of my SiIvaGunner career, and it keeps coming back to haunt me. My so called "friends" mock me with the soundfont and its signature sound. And now? It is a joke. On SiIvaGunner. As part of the "tobal phone poop ferb ds" category of jokes. Who would do this? My mortal enemy. Heboyi. One day, Heboyi will be incinerated. Along with his three pathetic cats. And on that day I will finally be at peace, with no more of that stupid sounding "bwah" guitar. bwah bwah bwah its terrible I hope I never have to hear it again

[autophobiastar]

While listening to the season one finale of TMA I took notes on the notes app and you can see me becoming increasingly more confused as time goes on. Every episode I listen to only confuses me more. Anyways enjoy reading my crashout

[mampfu]

my school crashout post i cant take it anymore

[graciescott27]

Non-Disclosure Agreement! — M. Kaiser

Michael Kaiser slept with you once and now won’t leave you alone?!

Last Chapter! — Next Chapter!

CHAPTER THREE - BAD IDEA, RIGHT?

cw: very clearly toxic, private relationship, friends with benefits but not really friends, Kaiser, smut, language, Sae Itoshi, might be ooc idk

Michael Kaiser x reader!

mdni!

word count: 1.6k

wc - 1.1k

No one ever really knows Michael Kaiser. You can know a person without really knowing anything about them. The world knew of Michael Kaiser, but you were convinced that no one had ever truly met him.

Maybe if they had, you would have been warned that it was a bad idea to keep feeding into his habits. You might have stood a fighting chance against his irrational thoughts and his erratic mood. There might be a universe out there where you gain some self-respect and refuse to go back to him. But alas, there you were back in his bed.

Michael’s distain for physical touch was surprising if you considered just how much time he spent pinning you down. Not even just that, really. There was a lot that had happened over the several months you had known each other. You had done things with him that you normally wouldn’t have ever thought about. Nothing with him was a normal hookup, despite how little he wished to acknowledge it. Everything had its hidden meaning. Everything was some sort of metaphor or symbol with him.

In that moment specifically, your legs were thrown over his shoulder and his face was pressed completely into your neck. His hair covered the rest of his face, completely obscuring it from your view. His thrusts were slow and lazy. He wasn’t as confident as usual. He had started out plenty fine. He was moving fast like usual, acting like he hated you more than he did. He had been practically manhandling you before, but now he was clearly tired for some unknown reason. Michael Kaiser had too much stamina to get tired from sex within just a few minutes.

“You alive?” you asked hesitantly, straining your neck in an attempt to catch a glimpse of his face. You could make out bits of his pale skin. It was glossy with sweat. He looked physically unwell, almost.

“Possibly,” he grunted in response. His movements stilled completely. He nearly slumped over on top of you.

You scoffed. “You know you can, like, stop, right?”

He grumbled something that somehow managed to be unintelligible despite how close his mouth was to your ear. “I’m fine, I just…” He sighed and pulled himself out of you, practically collapsing onto the bed in exhaustion.

“You good?”

“Fuck no.”

“You wanna talk about it?” You were offering support, sure, but it was clearly halfhearted. Your tone was just as bored as your expression. He knew when you were bullshitting him.

“Absolutely not.”

That was it. That was how things were supposed to go with Michael Kaiser. You two slept together, things went wrong, and you didn’t ask any questions. Normally one of you left immediately after an interference, though. It felt wrong to sit in silence with him next to you. Silence felt lawless when both you were sweaty, tired, and naked lying just a few inches apart.

The back of his hand was over his forehead while the other was draped over his stomach. He was completely still, lying on his back. His breathing was the tiniest bit more ragged than yours. You mirrored his position almost exactly.

At some point, his phone began to ring on his nightstand. He didn’t move to answer it or decline the call. Michael Kaiser just continued to lay next to you completely motionless. The phone rang once, twice, four times, nine times. Then it stopped. The silence returned.

It was growing a bit unbearable. You need to say something, absolutely anything to get rid of it. But what? You obviously shouldn’t ask how he was because there was no way he would ever answer that. He probably couldn’t care less about how your day had gone. You didn’t have anything in common with him except for watching football, and even then you didn’t know if he watched outside of playing. There was nothing to talk to him about and there never would be. Your relationship with Michael Kaiser could be described as parasocial and it’d be perfectly accurate.

“I talked to Sae earlier,” you said. It was the only thing that might possibly land with him. Nothing else would make sense or even ensure a response from him.

It landed, alright. Just not in a good way. Shifting to sit just a bit more upright than before, he narrowed his eyes. He was propped up on his elbows now, looking down at you in disdain. “What?”

You sat up, too, raising a brow. “You said you wanted me to?”

“Oh, so we’re listening to me now?” he scoffed, standing fully upright.

“Holy mother of Mary,” you groaned. You watched as he paced around his bedroom. “You need to be tested for a personality disorder.”

He let out a loud, humorless laugh. “Shut up. That’s not the conversation right now, so shut up.”

“Damn, my bad. Sorry.”

“Oh, my God. Okay, go…” he ran a hand through his hair and frantically looked around the room. What was he doing? He looked like he couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t get a full sentence out at all. “Go- um… just… Shit.”

You followed his gaze every time it shifted. “Do you want me to leave?”

He groaned. “Yes! You… fucking leave!”

So you left. You hadn’t planned on ever coming back, either. All of his behavior so far had proved to you that he deserved nothing more than getting blocked on all of your accounts. You couldn’t bring yourself to do it, though. There was a voice in the back of your mind blocking your rational thinking and trying to convince you that maybe there was an explanation for how he acted. The rest of you didn’t really care.

Maybe Ness might have understood why he acted out. There was no guarantee that he would tell you anything, though. Alexis Ness was too convinced that Michael Kaiser was a perfect example of a human being to tell you anything bad he could have done. You could give him all the proof you had to offer, and Ness still wouldn’t believe that he was scum of the earth. He had just thrown you out of his house in the middle of the night when he had just been fucking toy about ten minutes prior. But Ness would still find a way to excuse it.

There was just a single ounce of respect left in your body for Michael Kaiser, and even then you still thought that it was too much.

@graciescott27

[eztilsolar]

OC doodles!! Cause it’s been a while and I miss them!