#go zero notes go!!

[mirthfulmoonshine]

🧡Son Goku

[autisticaradiamegido]

day 81

for the real tumblr oldheads. yall remember those "the signs as" posts? and the running gag of making ones that were just increasingly obscure homestuck references? this was one of my faves. put it in my art tag back in 2018 thinking id draw the trolls in all their respective sburb planet fits. WELL I GOT TO IT EVENTUALLY BABEY!!!!

full lineup here!!

[opera-ghost]

phantom of the opera + twitter / (insp)

[sickofthis666]

Trans activists once again not understanding— or pretending to not understand— that men regularly treat other men like shit for being gay and/or for not meeting arbitrary standards of masculinity, and the fact that trans women are included in this type of bullying too doesn't make them any less men

You guys will argue that patriarchy hurts men too so those poor babies can’t possibly profit from it or enforce it and that misandry is real, yet when confronted with actual hurt men go through because of patriarchy you yell "It can only be transphobia, there is no other possible explaination, only I am right, everyone else is wrong, my experiences and perceptions are the only ones that matter and if you don't agree with me 100% you’re a TERF"

It's crazy I know but people treating you like/calling you the other gender/sex doesn't actually change your gender/sex

[cabeswaterdrowned]

gay people can never just tell their crush they’re hot it’s always some shit like “hey, tiger”.

[shigurekino]

Happy 20th anniversary to Mega Man Zero 4

[ghostreblogging]

The new teen who transferred in is weird. He is so awkward it hurts. And Tim couldn't help but cringe.

It was well, mostly normal for the first few weeks. Aside from a few remarks about reanimated food.

It was normal until Tim was talking to dick.

He couldn't remember his face.

No Tim was not being weird.

No it's just that he can't remember any physical description.

No eye color

Hair color was something dark he thinks?

Was there any prominent scars, freckles. Tim couldn't remember .

His siblings teased him.

And he literally sat behind him! And Tim can't even remember his hair color.

So came Tim's week of trying to get a physical description or a photo of the guy. But it was ridiculous. Even if he stared he just couldn't nail down anything!

Even as he stared as he wrote. Nothing. It was like his memories were wiped.

Any photo came out with something wrong with it.

Someone walked past

Miraculously hidden behind something being thrown

A conveniently placed lens flare?!!!

A mist that hovered around him?

Anyway Danny was really uncomfortable with this guy just staring a hole in the back of his head . And he swears he saw him trying to take pictures of him? And his setup gets more new and ridiculous setup every attempt. Danny will swear up and down that once he saw him setting up one of those huge nature photography cameras .

On other news

Trending Gotham: Tim Drake Wayne 's new CRUSH?!

[mirthfulmoonshine]

‼️ Poland plight

[iknowwhereyousnoozeatnight]

points at you. L deathnote in a skirt

[noahreids]

Arber Xhekaj 🤝💥😘😘 Juraj Slafkovský | 14/11/2024

[unluckystreak]

guys don't talk to me i'm emotional about how jolenta outlived and grew up to be older than the two people in her life she was closest to and looked up to as the adults in her life

[bruhstation]

with the sudden influx of tugs related posts I feel like bruhstation is entering its tugs phase again. looks like boats are back on the menu boys

[re-knights]

and so! we're back to screenshots

for starters, the wives are really really pretty.... i actually really like their desitns and even tho they're mostly monochromatic they have slight changes in their eye shapes and different hair... it makes me so happy.... i really love them, they're so cute

emilia straight up putting her face between sylphy's boobs was so cute 😭 i actually imagined it differently while reading the web novel but this is SO much better!!!! AUGH MY YURI

these two are really sweet and i'm so glad we got to see them become closer..... also sylphy is just super duper pretty and i love her <33333 i love my wife's wife

i think regu's death was definitely the highlight of the episode all things considered.... or it was supposed to be anyway (lol) but i definitely loved seeing sylphy and emilia together a lot more because im the one person who doesn't wanna see regu die...... he deserves it but seeing him beat up and stuff was soooo painful for me!!!! my little cat.... why is he like that

i'm so sad

i did like seeing him bloodied up a little because... yeah™ but........ augh. it also kinda breaks my heart to see him curled up and repeating "it's not my fault" over and over. i'm admittedly kind of weak to this sort of thing but that's.... SIGH. honestly i do wish we'd gotten more of his childhood mentioned. i guess the wife part IS the most relevant but i felt all of his monologue was important.... i mean it is my problem for liking him so much huh 😭

okay fine maybe this one was a little funny

[inkstaindusk]

One of my favorite things in zero time dilemma is how Akane violently murders Carlos whenever Junpei dies, not because I dislike Carlos but because I love to see women covered in blood

[nam-namming]

siblings of all time

Ref is kinda outdated but . here you go. I think about them all the time.

Reggie is a pretty nice guy while paul is the meanest grape to exist, but rewatching the episodes where they interact, paul is....quite polite to him. Begrudgingly, but he's not as hissy as most fics make him out to be towards his brother.

As someone with older siblings, I doubt Reggie would have let him get away with sass anyways. If Paul was so particular about his pokemon were trained/influenced, then why could he trust his pokemon with his brother, whom he allegedly sees as weak, even tho the box PC exists? And why would his meanest pokemon listen to him? This is rhetorical btw my agenda is that reggie is a goddamn sleeper agent and the circumstances behind his retirement and paul's beef wit him goes way deeper

We all know paul is a fake dgaf-er [insert all clips of him watching ash n friends Menacingly and yoinking strategies] but for him to be affected so deeply by reggie's decision [that didnt even concern him btw] he would have looked up to him a lot in the past [granted, there was brandon's remark on 'inner strength' that also struck him, but his attitude in the anime was the complete opposite to reggie just to Stick It To Him].

Also can I just say that Reggie's true calling being pokemon breeding is . What . Listen, THIRTY-TWO badges is an Abnormal number of badges for anyone to have, I'm an entirely convinced that he just had a mental snap + irl responsibilities [like schooling and raising paul] and never picked it up seriously ever again + voluntarily sabotages himself whenever he has to [like him using a random ass swalot against ash instead of his drapion in the flashback, and his saying that it won't be a substitute for the veilstone gym- my brother in Christ you LIterally beat that gym and then some]

[allmyhomieshatelawns]

Hiiiiii everyone I’ve become obsessed w Trolls, and by extension, several of the AUs here. In particular, @djmurphy ‘s Hypno Pop AU has had me in its clutches. I couldn’t stop myself so I wrote a lil somethin’ in between working on my Feral!Branch AU.

Bit of a warning, it’s def unreliable narrator, and yes, it’s supposed to be kinda creepy. I hope y’all like, please do not copy or post to another site. Lmk what y’all think!

"Hee, hee, hee, hee, heh, heh, eheh…" It wouldn't stop, no matter what I tried, nothing would make it stop. My face hurt, my entire body hurt if I was being honest. It was getting harder to do that. My voice wasn't my own, instead spewing false, toxic positivity that made me want to scream. It was hard to be honest even inside my own head when the compulsions wouldn't leave me alone either.

Keep Smiling. The compulsions hurt, but it hurt worse to try and resist. Like my nerves were being burnt. The compulsions made it easier to go about my day-to-day. I always knew what I was supposed to be doing, and how to be a good troll like everybody else. It was comforting to have a safety net.

Keep Singing. This one was harder to obey, but somehow even more painful to try and ignore. Whether I obeyed or not, it felt like liquid fire in my veins. I watched it happen over and over and over again. Every time I opened my mouth to sing, I saw her push me out of the way instead. It was painful fighting to go grey. My vocal cords always felt shredded, and they had lost a lot of their angelic body, sounding raspy, damaged.

Go To King Peppy. My numb feet carried me to the King's pod that he shared with his youngest daughter. I wasn't supposed to talk about Viva either, which was wrong. Poppy should know about her older sister, even if she never got to meet her. I knew a little about my parents, even if they had been taken before my egg hatched. At least I knew my parents existed. I wonder what my brothers are up to…

Part of me yearned to have them home still, that same part I was scared was getting dependent on the string. I would feel my feet quickening as the power of the string would begin to fade, heading to King Peppy's door, knowing I wouldn't skip. It was horrifying to think part of myself actually liked being like this. I still remembered resisting, or trying to, hating every moment of this prison. I remembered trying to scream, trying to get anyone to help me and I couldn't make myself do anything. Oh after the first close calls King Peppy had made sure to put in the compulsions to 'never alarm anyone'. Now people didn't panic when they saw me, and it was all thanks to King Peppy!

I reached King Peppy's office, knocking politely and entering the room as he bid me. King Peppy helped me when no one else could. He was the only one able to help me get rid of my greyness, the only one willing to do what it took to make me normal. I owed him everything. My smile was blindingly painful.

"Ah, Branch, perfect timing as always." King Peppy smiled broadly, opening his arms for a hug.

I leapt into his arms, the contact feeling like licking flames.

King Peppy held me for a moment, before setting me back down. He reached into his hair, pulling out a nearly-empty lyre, with one glittering pink string on it.

My heartbeat quickened seeing it, eyes tunneling to focus on the horribly beautiful string. It glowed with its own light, drawing me in and re-thickening the haze over everything I saw. I felt my shoulders begin to relax as the haze crept further, like a wild animal with its eyes hooded.

A few plucks of the string, and I felt my mind wash away in a comfortable haze. All of the anxiety and negativity bleeding away to the innermost recesses of myself. It was such a relief to not have to deal with all of those pesky emotions! Now I could just be happy and sing and dance and have fun like everyone else!

I smiled, my face comfortably numb from the fresh effects of the string. "Thank you, King Peppy! I feel much better now!" I chirped, hardly able to see him at all through the haze.

"I'm so glad to hear that, Branch! Now, I've still got some work to finish up, why don't you run along and find someone to play with until you're called for dinner?" King Peppy chuckled as he suggested it, placing the sacred string back in its spot, safely in his hair.

The village was still bustling even at this hour, people skipping about and holding hands and singing and dancing. It was amazing.

My whole body felt like it was floating, like I was only connected to it by a tiny string. I waved and smiled at everyone who greeted me, even if I couldn't tell who had spoken to me. It unnerved me not being able to see more than a couple of troll-lengths away at best. No shadows to see a hand reaching down for–

"Hey, Branch! There you are! I was just looking for you!" Princess Poppy's cheerful voice broke in before a compulsion could correct my thought.

My head whipped around to her voice, my smile still painful, but a little more genuine. Princess Poppy was a sweet girl, even if she was annoying. She was perfect and would make an excellent queen one day.

"Princess! What can I do for you today?" I asked, kneeling down in front of her. She wasn't that much shorter than me, but I would take any excuse to get off of them. I had to stay fresh for more dancing, after all!

She beamed at me, somehow making it look effortless and completely sincere.

"One of the performers for my party tonight had to backout last minute. Would you be able to fill in? I don't need a full set or anything, just a couple of songs." Her voice was pleading, eyes big and pouty. She should know by now I can't say no to her.

"Of course, what's the theme for the party?" My grinning kept up, my lips not allowed to turn down in her presence.

"Thank you so much Branch you have no idea how much this means to me!" Poppy rushed out in one breath, leaping at me and hugging me tightly. I responded automatically, not having to think about hugging back. That was the nice thing about being a puppet in your own body at least.