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[tarotbyjam24]

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Pile एक

funny without trying

doesn't hide you from their friends

sometimes boastful

extremely popular

knows everything about you

extremely smart

sometimes sassy

loves to look after you

usually hungry

sometimes rude without knowing it

loves listening to rap

never at home

doesn't realise they're very hardworking

sometimes feels underrated

remembers everything about you

sometimes pessimistic

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Pile दो

18+ read at your own consent

Reckless

very indecisive

always eating

a bit of a fattie :D

party boy

gives the best advice

yolo mindset

best outfit/music taste

Doesn't care what other think

JEALOUS AF

Loud af

Dom

"ooh, sexy"

"Babe"

"How do you feel?"

*SPANKS*

Horny 24/7

Your friends like his look but hates his personality

"Send Nu*es"

"Nice Ass"

BUYS EXPENSIVE SHITS TO EXPRESS HIS LOVE OR APOLOGIZE

LOYAL BUT HARDLY SAY NO FOR A GOOD ASS

huge book reader

obsessed with one girl

quiet but loud

comfort > style

with the right people

best secret keeper

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Pile तीन

ALWAYS looking at you

acts goofier around you

warm hugs

sends "this reminded me of you" texts

remembers every single word you've ever said

princess gf - bf who does anything to see her happy "baby"

"that's cute"

"hmmm?"

falling asleep on call

You've good taste in music

gm and gn texts

holds hands with you

"i can't wait for our future together"

big hands

"doll"

"go ahead... what "speak up. "were you saying?"

"don't be shy"

-grabs inner thigh-

holds your chin up w/Index finger and rubs lower lip w/thumb while making eye contact

"when they smirk and lick their lips"

"eye contact"

madly needs your attention

always ready to fight for you

impulsive and stubborn

seems terrifying but he's a warm bean

"duuude"

doesn't like horror movies

gives and wants kissies all the time

moms love him

high pitched scream

always fails when he tries to intimidate you

does everything to make you feel safe

"yooo"

enjoys causing chaos

pretty good at video game

feels a lil insecure sometimes

has some chad energy

can be hella sassy

afraid of being put aside

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Pile चार

super clingy

wants forehead kisses

loves to sit on ur lap

spoiled brat

cuddles

short

"call me your angel, anon!"

caring & sweet

veryyy emotional

always sleepy

"yes please"

will cry if yelled at

sub

"i love you, anon :("

apologizes 24/7

tall straight ADHD bf who loves games - 5'3 mentally ill gf who loves astrology

actually a huge nerd

protective af

secretly gay

super duper nice

very pretty eyes

insecure

music

lowkey clingy

og sk8r boy

loves 2 cuddle

likes plants a lot

old soul

probably the coolest person u will ever meet

loves cartoons

handsome af but also pretty af

baggy clothes

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I hope you liked the reading . Thank you so much for letting me read for you . Wishing you best ahead . 🎀Bless you and have a nice day🌸🐰 I'd love to hear which pile you chose

Loads of love , jam🩷

[fligniuz]

a performance deserving of standing ovations

luigi mangione x reader

｡𖦹°‧ you have some inquiries about your boyfriend’s habits.

word count: 2.6k • nsfw • read on ao3

tag list : @mangionebabymama , @mangobabygirl , @jenisaswift13 , @mangionesdaisy , @iinfinitelimits , @daydreamingwithluigi , @nephris , @mashkatzi

warnings : gender neutral reader; EXPLICIT; voyeurism; mutual masturbation; discussions of filmed sex and oral; probably poorly translated italian; starring luigi’s dislike of porn

notes : this is dedicated to @diors002 in spirit because i thought of her while writing this,, title from:

“So if you don’t watch porn, how do you get off?”

Luigi looks at you from over the lip of his laptop, eyes narrow. “What?”

“Oh, don’t tell me you don’t jerk off, either,” you say, rolling your eyes. “Seriously. What do you do?”

What kind of question is this?

“I have a broad imagination,” he replies, still typing away. “I just use my brain.”

“Are you sure you don’t have any of those hentai sex simulator games on there?”

Please. As if he’d be caught dead with that trash. He’s almost insulted that you would insinuate such a thing, even if you’re joking.

His face remains neutral. “I don’t even know what you’re talking about.”

“Really?” You crawl up onto the couch to sit beside him. “I’ve never known a nerd to not love hentai.”

If he weren’t smart, he would tell you that he’s not a nerd. Instead, he says, “I pride myself on being unpredictable. And hentai is too…It’s over the top. The girls are always voiced by someone who sounds five years old. Huge turn off.”

“Then why do you not like porn?” you ask, propping your head up on your palm. “At least it’s grown humans.”

If he weren’t busy, he would probably give you a lecture—but that would technically be mansplaining, he thinks, so better to leave that alone. Instead…

“This is a whole conversation we could have,” Luigi says, “and I would love to have it with you, baby, really, but my mind is a bit occupied with something else right now. I have my reasons. I’ll tell you that.”

He’s got reasons for everything. Sometimes it pisses you off that he’s such a good thinker. Right now, though, it intrigues you; what does he like to imagine when he’s touching himself? Does he think about you? Doing what?

These are questions you could answer with one question of your own:

“Can I watch you?”

He glances over, furrowing his bushy eyebrows. “Watch me what?”

“Jerk off,” you say simply.

Then he blinks. Stops typing. Flushes ruddy red in his cheeks and his nose. “I’m—That’s—”

God, he’s adorable.

“You don’t have to decide now,” you tell him, gently planting your hand just above his knee and squeezing. “It’s just an idea.”

Your boyfriend stumbles over his words for a moment, makes some funny choked noises—as if he wants so desperately to find the means first, but just can’t keep his mouth shut.

“Would you like that?” he asks finally. “Like—Watching me?”

Well, you asked for a reason.

“Yeah,” you nod. “But if you’re uncomfortable with it, I understand.”

His big hands linger over the keyboard of his laptop, tracing the ridges beneath his palms. It takes some significant willpower to push the image of his fingers in your mouth out of your head.

“Think about it,” you say, patting his shoulder.

You don’t know if he does. Not for a while.

You’re in his room looking for your phone charger when you get to find out.

First you hear his keys turning in the door, his gigantic feet shuffling against the welcome mat: “Our House is a Very Very Very Fine House”. They step closer, trailing off every so often when he peeks into a room in search of you—but eventually you hear them approaching right behind you, a familiar pair of lips finding your neck.

Typically Luigi is quite blunt. Today he has no qualms about being indirect with you.

“What’s up, babe?” you ask when he wraps his arms around your torso, face buried in the warm crease of your shoulder.

And then you feel him.

Luigi is hard. You can feel his cock pressing against your backside, straining through his jeans, shockingly intimidating even after all this time of waking up next to his morning wood.

“Baby, is that you?”

“You said you wanted to watch me,” he interjects, his voice a rough and gravelly murmur in your ears. His breath is hot against your throat. “Do you still want to?”

Is he kidding?

“Fuck, yeah,” you nod, hands meeting his. “Are you gonna let me?”

He doesn’t answer you with words. Rather, he pulls away from you to settle down in his desk chair, just opposite the bed you’re now sitting on. You have to swallow your moan when he starts to unbuckle his belt—arousal rushes through your nervous system at the sound of metal clinking and pure Italian leather slipping through each loop of his pants.

You smile at the imprint of his greedy sex in his boxers. “What got you this worked up, Gi?”

His eyes relax, those long lashes fluttering. “I was thinking about you at work.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” He’s palming his erection through navy blue cotton, leaning back against the headrest of his chair. “Can’t get anything fuckin’ done. You’re distracting, you know that?”

He says that like it’s your fault he can’t control himself.

“You drive me nuts,” Luigi continues, hand squeezing and stroking at himself. “I’d quit the fucking thing if it meant I could just keep you in bed all day.”

The sound of that is nice.

“What were you thinking about?” you ask.

He takes a moment, either to formulate a response or to relish in the feeling of his hand teasing his cock through the soft fabric.

“You remember our third date?” he asks, eyelids heavy.

Of course you remember. For your third date, on a mild day in early June, Luigi took you to Kauai so you could see the Nāpali coast. June was the best time to visit, he said—tourists come for the sunniest weather, so the intermittent months when summer is still settling in are the least crowded and most tolerable. The sun was setting by the time you had made it down near the shore, and the way those glowing rays hit your skin had him feeling things that scared him and exhilarated him all in one sweeping breath; he insisted on pulling out his phone to snap a few pictures of you prancing along the coastline, your hair blowing in the wind. Your eyes were wild with joy and you squealed in ecstasy when he ran over to scoop you up in his strong arms and spin you around. For your third date Luigi fucked you in his car, parked in a lonely dirt lot just a few miles out of Koke‘e State Park, with the windows rolled down so the salty air could stream through and cool your flushed, sweating, moving bodies, his hips pounding into you from underneath. You think it’s the day he really fell in love with you; you heard him groan the words into your ear, breath shaky and words choked, “I love you, I love you, I love you,” in time with his pointed thrusts.

You nod. “In your car.”

“Yeah,” he breathes, the thumb of his left hand dancing along the waistband of his underwear. “Fuck, you were so pretty that day. Sun looks good on you.”

Yes, he had made that very clear to you. He told you probably fifty times on the drive back to his apartment, thirty of which were said just before he pulled over and took matters into his own hands.

“You think about that day a lot, babe?” you ask.

“I think about you a lot.”

“Tell me,” you say. “Show me that big cock and tell me what else you think about.”

He’s pulling his boxers down his thighs—they quickly join the pool of denim at his ankles. One hand just barely lifts his sweater up, revealing a hint of his chiseled abs. The big cock in question smacks against his abdomen, the fat head of it pink and oozing pre. Your mouth waters.

“Think about fucking your face,” Luigi mutters, words slurred and hazy with titillation. His slender fingers are stroking the head of his dick, smearing slick over himself. “When you bent over the console to suck me off…I wish—Wish we could’ve been in my bed, so I could’ve just used your gorgeous little mouth.”

You can’t change the past, but you can certainly imagine an alternate universe where that did happen. He can too. He’s using his thumb and two fingers to squeeze his weeping glans, coaxing more of his arousal onto his hand and spreading it down to the base of his dick.

“I enjoyed that,” you tell him.

“Fuck, I did too,” he says, nodding. “You’re lucky it was so late and nobody was around. You had your ass facing the window. Probably would’ve given anyone walking by a pretty fuckin’ sight.”

Luigi’s loose fist continues stroking his cockhead, curls pressed back against his chair. His throat is bared to you, Adam’s apple bobbing, and your teeth yearn to touch the sensitive, stubble-dusted skin there. Every so often his thumb grazes his tender slit and punches a delicious whine from him, a sound so precious you wish you could collect it in a conch, hold it up to your ear and listen until the Earth burns out.

“I think what’s in front of me is much prettier,” you purr, leaning back onto the bed casually.

“Should’ve seen yourself,” he says. “I’m so glad I got you on camera. My brain could never conjure up the perfection of you, baby.”

That’s right. The pictures he took of you at the Nāpali coast weren’t the only documentation of that night. There was more taken later, in his car, as he was driving his hips into yours with your hair fisted tight in his hand; this video was more explicit, more revealing, a landscape shot of you riding on top, him gripping your ass ravenously. A few times you had suggested watching this particular video together—perhaps past glimpses of your voyeuristic desires—but every attempt only ended in a recreation rather than a communicative, parallel experience.

His hand begins to move lower, spreading his pre down his shaft with long, languid strokes, cupping and squeezing his balls occasionally. If you listen closely enough you can hear the wet sounds of him touching his cock. His face is pink, blatant evidence of his arousal, if the sight of him playing with himself right in front of you wasn’t enough to prove it.

“You gettin’ hot, babe?” you ask him, tone sultry.

He nods frantically.

Smirking, you order, “take that sweater off.”

Luigi has always been a good listener. His dick bounces when he shifts to pull the offending article up and over his head, curls ruffled and stomach muscles twisting. With his torso revealed to you he settles back into the chair and moves his hand to his cock again, still focused on wetting his length sufficiently (which isn’t difficult, what with how much he’s leaking at the sound of you bossing him around.) His abs are flexed and his nipples are hard, begging for a tongue to tease.

“That’s a good boy,” you murmur.

He groans, loud enough for the neighbors to hear.

“Listen to me, baby,” you say, reaching for the hem of your shirt. “Stroke that perfect dick and keep your eyes on me.”

Your boyfriend nods obediently, hand moving with intent over the entire length of his cock, balls and all. His lush lips are parted, breathing heavy and moaning when his slick palm passes over the underside—his pace is slow at first, working himself up to his climax with ease.

And when his beaming brown eyes meet yours you take off your own shirt, leaving it to pile with his on the floor.

“Fuck,” he grunts. “You’re so beautiful.”

“Tell me what you’re thinking about,” you instruct.

Luigi whines. “I want my mouth on your nipples.”

You moan at that. Your hands glide over your chest, groping at yourself and passing over the very nipples your boyfriend speaks of. With a tightened fist he squeezes his glans, sighing with delight as he watches you move under lidded eyes.

“Il tuo corpo è arte,” he mutters under his breath.

“Yeah?” you tease, as if you understand what he’s saying. As if your flesh isn’t burning with desire. “You thinkin’ about tasting me?”

As you speak your hands migrate to the waistband of your sweatpants, beginning to pull them down.

“Fuck yes,” he nods. “You know I always am.”

In the process of getting your bottoms off you wiggle your hips around playfully, grinning at the way Luigi licks his lips and pumps his cock with each inch of skin you unveil to him. Your thighs flex and your smile grows the longer you keep your lidded eyes glued to his flushed face, lip trapped between sharp fangs. You ache to feel the point of his teeth in your skin.

“Baby, touch yourself,” he pleads. “Per favore, I want to see.”

You tut. “Patience, sweet boy. Keep talking to me.”

“Fuuuck,” he moans, compressing his cockhead with two fingers. “I love how you taste, love all the noises you make, fuck, so fucking pretty…”

“Mhmm,” you hum, leaning back on the bed invitingly. You run your hands over your chest again and smile sweetly at him, crossing your legs, uncrossing them, crossing again. Egging him on.

The tendons in his wrist flex against his Fitbit deliciously. “I want to lay you down and just make you come until you can’t stand me. Così dannatamente stupendo. You are…Shit…Tu governi la mio mente.”

You have no idea what the fuck he’s saying or why the Italian is coming out so strong when he’s this worked up but goddamn, if you were recording this…Your brain certainly is, capturing every second of his fist rubbing his cock furiously and the slick sounds of it projecting throughout the room. His wide throat pulses when he throws his head back to whine, feet fidgeting as he works, and you bite your lip to suppress your own needful impulses.

When your hand sneaks between your legs he grunts like a rabid dog.

“Yes, yes, fuck, yes,” Luigi nods, staring directly at you. “I’m gonna come, oh, fuck, don’t stop, please don’t stop…”

You nod with him, hand moving in sync, working yourself up quickly to see if you can meet him head-on. If he gets to watch you come while he’s climaxing you think he might explode. His veins throb as he speeds up his wrist and tenses his thighs, eyes glued on the pure arousal between your legs, spread open and on display just for him.

And then his face drops familiarly, eyelids stunned and lips parted, like he’s teetering on the edge, and you push him to the other side with a honeyed “I love you, baby,” and then he’s coming, splattering his hand and his sweat-soaked abdomen with himself. He keeps stroking the fat head of his cock for a few seconds longer and you love how he twitches and furrows his bushy brows, loudly finishing yourself at the sight of the mess he’s made for you.

“Wow, babe,” you chuckle. “You needed that, didn’t you?”

He flushes. “Whatever. You’re the one who wanted to watch, perv.”

Before he can reach for the tissues on his desk you hop up from the bed and crouch by his seat, grabbing his face. “You liked being watched. Didn’t you?”

“I—”

And before he can answer you, you reach down and scrape some of his orgasm onto your fingers, popping them into your mouth emphatically and giggling when his jaw goes slack.

“Well, did you?” you repeat with a wicked grin, licking some excess from between your index and middle finger.

His face tenses, then settles. “You’re insatiable.”

You shrug playfully.

Luigi points in your face. “And I better not hear about hentai simulators anymore. Help me clean up.”

il tuo corpo è arte = “your body is art”

per favore = “please”

così dannatamente stupendo = “so damn gorgeous”

tu governi la mio mente = “you rule my mind”

[archerdepartures116]

omg i have another lqg hc (if ur lqg hc ask thingy is still open): so basically lqg is actually book smart, like really book smart, almost-rivaling-sj's-own-skills book smart. and one time the sect leader forced them to hang out, and that's when sj realized maybe lqg isn't as stupid as he thought, so they kind of form a friendship over that. but then sj gets a qi deviation, and bc lqg and sj are kinda friends lqg goes to visit him with nerd level books for both of them but sqq has temporary amnesia (idk) and like chews lqg out about him thinking he's stupid or something, and then lqg just really hates him after that because he thought they were friends and is just really confused as well, and that's actually how their enmity started extra: sj remembers their friendship thing afterwards and is like "fuck fuck fuck;" then remembers that technically lqg is hella smart, he's just really lazy, and just kinda doesn't know what to do with himself for being the only one who knows lqg's secret for weeks afterwards

it would be really sad it they had something nice going and it just ends

sj can't have anything nice huh

(Ik i said i wouldn't draw any more of these but I thought of this and maybe someone could write it into a fic heheh I would read the shit out of it)

[hananan2]

Watching Heathers Musical with Ace!

A/N: hiii!! my first fanfic/headcanons! I’m scared BUT I LOVE HEATHERS!!😼

Characters: Ace Trappola! Baller

Cw: Death and a little freaky things (only mentioned once and all happens in Heathers)

Genre - fluff & comedy!

Summary: After you keep yapping about Heathers, He finally cave to watch it with you to understand your little joys

He is so sick and TIRED! Whenever he breaks into your room, he always see the primary color girls on your screen? He always hears you humming a peppy melody and singing out randomly whenever you guys are study (your ass is NOT studying) or in class

He heard you say “Oh fuck me with a chainsaw!” Once and he screamed in terror “WHAT???”

He teases you an about it a lot though, “Aw? You watching your chick flick again? You still find this stuff entertaining at your big age?” He chides, “Shut up you like watching big sweaty men play with balls.” “ITS BASKETBALL???”

It was corny, Mean girls and bombs? Girly, couldn’t find him watching that! But after a while of seeing you happy and cheerful and him having no idea why… he felt kinda shitty. Look at you, eyes shimmering whenever you talked about it, singing the songs so freely, yea he called it goofy but that’s just his way of saying you sound amazing trust me, he finally caved.

After you guys got snug in the ramshackle couch, dimed lights, his arm sneaking around waist, snacks propped on the coffee table, eee you were so Excited! you opened up your slime tutorial somehow and started watching it, it actually got him kinda interested when Veronica started singing, of course with the scattered remarks about how “cliche” and “corny” it was, but he was looking at the screen with intent.

When Candy Store starts playing, he gawked at how hot Heather C was, and you agreed but DAMN. But it clicked, THIS is what you have been randomly singing! He immediately starts singing along, lyrics memorized thanks to you. You both chuckle, you eyes filled with joy already, seeing he wasn’t falling a sleep and a little interested, he mentally cursed at himself for not doing this earlier, seeing how happy you were.

I’m sorry to say but..This man is BULLYING JD when first comes on screen, “he looks like he’s going to sell me aspirin and lie it’s Adderall” “Why is he so…emo?”. specially if you like JD, he’s DOGGING you “Pfft- THIS is your type? You like guys who are nerds?? If you were smart you’d like a guy like me~” bro is NOT slick

He actually really likes Kurt and Ram and first, since their kinda like him, but he still gets hella grossed out by some of their behaviors, but vibes with their energy.

Dead girl walking oh… Ace is just sitting there and side eyes you “are you showing me por-“ “NO NO!l” you yell, he laughed, which made you mad “let’s just skip it you weirdo… good song though…” you muttered kinda bummed since you liked the song. “Hey I didn’t say to skip it, I mean, this could be me and you tonig-AHH!” Ace’s head will never be the same.

When Heather C dies, he cries NOO FINE SHYTT, you both crode together. Though deep down, he’s getting some ideas for the next time Riddle pisses him off…

He’s laughing his Ass off when Blue or You’re welcome starts playing, he’s singing along, of course, he understands the bad connotations of the songs and he it makes me him mad, yea he’s a teenage boy but he’s not a monster. But get ready for him to keep singing blue around you randomly.

Throughout the musical he is just tearing JD and Heather D apart, literally it’s just “shut your lame ass up” whenever they speak. “Veronica bro WHY ARE YOU WITH HIM LEAVE” every few minutes too.

Meant to be yours is probably his favorite song after blue and big fun. He likes how frantic it is, and he’s not insane or cringe, but he did hug you a little tighter during it.

When it ends, he starts saying it was still corny, but after getting jacked up by you a while, he does begin telling you how much he liked it and what he liked, ending up in you guys laying on your bed together, bodies close with a thin blanket draped over you, talking about Heathers all night and laughing giggling with Seventeen playing in the background softly as you laughed into his chest and finally went to steady breathing as you both fell asleep<3

[numberonestuckyshipper]

Don’t mind me, just feel like sharing the Barnes family that lives in my head

James “Bucky” Buchanan Barnes: The oldest sibling, hella protective of his siblings (only they are allowed to make each other miserable, anyone else will suffer). Huge nerd, loves sci-fi, good at most of telle things that he tries, he loves his family more than anything, it’s that simple

Steve(n) Grant Rogers: is one of the Barnes as far as anyone is concerned, most people actually believe that because of how much time he spends with them and how close he is with all of them. He and Bucky are the closest and know each other by heart, but he’s also really good friends with the girls and sometimes jokingly calls Winnie and George “Ma”, “mother”, “pa” and “father” usually when he’s being a kiss ass to piss of the siblings. Honestly he pretty much lives at their house at this point. He’s a Barnes sibling, not up for debate for any of them.

Mary-Anne “Annie” Charity (Sheldon-)Barnes: She’s aboit a year younger than Steve and two and a half years younger than Bucky, but honestly, she’s probably the most mature out of the bunch. She’s the mom of the friend group (yes the siblings are also pretty much a friend group, they love each other. Unrealistic from my experience but leave me alone) and she’s also the most helpful around the household. She’s the only Blonde in the biological Barnes family, which often helps Steve to blend in with them. She and Steve are besties, she had a huge crush on him when they were kids but got over it eventually, she likes to joke that Steve is her favorite brother when she’s messing with Bucky. She’s usually the one reasoning and lecturing the others but often ends up being the one to cover for them when the others are doing something stupid. Bucky used to call her “MAC” because of her initials to piss her off, and got her to tear up on her wedding day when he called her “MACS”. She got married to William Sheldon as soon as she was old enough to get married and had a son called Charles (everyone called him Charlie), Steve was his godfather.

Rebecca “Becca” Marjorie (Proctor-)Barnes: she’s three and a half years younger than Bucky and is the sibling that annoys him the most. Bucky and Becca are always finding ways to mess with each other and make the other miserable (figuratively speaking, they would never try to actually hurt each other). Annie is usually the one to split them up when they’re arguing. She looks a lot like Bucky and has a ton in common with him, and they both hate it and use it to annoy the heck out of each other. Later on she gets engaged to Arthur Proctor who asked for George, Bucky and Steve’s blessing to marry her. They got married after the war. She became an activist for civil rights and peace after the war. She and her husband Arthur died in a car crash in 1960. They were the Winter Soldier’s first mission.

Elizabeth “Lizzie” Madeline Barnes: depending on my mood, she’s between 16 and 10 years younger than Bucky. Either way, she’s the baby of the family. She’s the sweetest kid alive, and looks a lot like her siblings. She was one of the many people who believed that Steve was a Barnes, and broke down crying when she accidentally discovered the truth at the age of ten, running to Steve and begging him not to leave her even though he never had any intentions to do so. She’s a very smart kid who hangs on her older siblings’ every word. She trusts them never to lie to her, even when the truth is ugly, they do their best to explain things to her in a way she can understand (and not get traumatized by in the case of the war).

George Barnes: is their father, he lost his middle and ring finger of his right hand during the Great War, and the idea of war terrifies him though the first years of Bucky’s life were hard on him, he usually managed to ground himself with the presence of his children. His family is Jewish, and his uncle Randolph is a total dickhead that is not allowed near his children ever since that one time.

Winnifred “Winnie” Barnes: she’s the mother, she and George love Steve like one of their own, she’s an amazing cook and loves when Steve and Sarah stay over for meals, she’s very generous and especially during the depression when everyone was in need, she never hesitated to give up things to others who needed it more. She’s catholic like Steve and Sarah and raised her kids to know her religion, though they picked more up from their father

Sarah Rogers: is Steve’s mom, she doesn’t get to spend as much time with the children due to her need to work for a living, she loves how close Steve got to that amazing family and is always reassured that he has someone behind his back when he does something stupid and has another family to rely on when she’s at work. She and Winnie pretty much share custody of the kids, they love seeing her whenever she has the time

Anyway, just some personal headcanons that no one asked for!

[silly-little-guy-and-co]

My friend and I were trying to figure out which one of us is the Kim and who's Harry in this relationship, I think I'm Harry and he's Kim but he doesn't agree, here's my reasoning.

Evidence towards him being Kim:

Calculated

Efficient

Not very emotionally driven

Or vulnerable

Smart

...Nerd

Black glasses

Hella hobbies and interests that he's extremely passionate about

Puts up with my bullshit

Composed

Very organized

Not great with kids

Has his Shit Together

I think he's very cool

Evidence towards me being Harry:

Fashion icon

Sporadic (Jamrock shuffle)

Can predict a person's every move

Shit ass memory

Says the weirdest shit out of nowhere

Blurts out communist statements on the regular

Feminist

Occasionally (often) thinks about the homo-sexual underground

Disco babyyyyyyyy

The Voices.

FUCK YEAH, PRYBAR

Carries everything on my person all the time

Emotional wreck

Abandonment issues

Apologizes for everything (Sorry cop)

[acetheripper]

Posting my headcanons for Danny and Vlad here that I posted in the Discord Server. Thanks Bender for helping me get in after so many years of looking!! 😭

Danny, Sam, Tucker, and someone Danny befriended in college all have a band that they practice every Saturday evening. They usually go to band battles like in Guitar Hero and will sometimes be able to compete to perform at concerts. I'm still working on the name but I've come up with The Phantoms lol

Danny lives with Vlad in Wisconsin and goes to Madison IT to study IT stuff.

Danny originally had his own room, but quickly moved into Vlad's room cuz they love each other lol

Danny originally worked as a barista at a Starbucks or cafe, but got fired for being "unreliable" so he now works at Best Buy as an IT support and repair man.

Danny is learning about tech stuff from Tucker and made his own smart watch that connects to his core so he can see when his core is low and he needs to recharge and even has an option to form an opening to the Ghost Zone for quick access. It also works like a normal smart watch that tells him his heart rate, blood pressure, blood sugar, plays music, and shows the time!

Danny dated Sam all the way up to junior/senior year of high school when he realized he was hella gay and broke things off with Sam who understood. Danny tried to date Dash, but realized Dash had a lot of internalized homophobia that he needed to work through so Danny goes to therapy with him and occasionally sleeps with Dash to help him get over his homophobia.

Danny is a MASSIVE fuckboy at college. He's known for being a huge flirt and can be really cocky, but it's all for show. He's steadfast faithful to his partner (AKA Vlad) and will never sleep with anyone while in a relationship unless given permission.

Danny and Vlad have discussed a BDSM relationship, but in my fanfic I was working on, they're only in their test phase lol

Danny upgraded from nerd to total punk/alternative boy. He wears ripped jeans, Tripp pants, a black jersy, chains everywhere and wears spiked jewelry.

My Danny has about the same amount of piercings as me. So tongue piercing, snake bites, two on one side, an eyebrow piercing, a slit in his eyebrow, tons of ear piercings, a nose ring, and a belly button ring.

He's got a tribal tattoo sleeve on his right arm and a few random tattoos on his left arm, including a semicolon (if you know, I'm so sorry and me too), a Shadow The Hedgehog symbol tattooed in his shoulder blade and a tribal tramp stamp 👀

Danny was with Walker way longer than the show. For me, Walker had Danny in Ghost Zone

More to post in a repost lol

[shapehere-shapethere]

Shape Here; Shape There (Shape Everywhere)

this is a group TPC rp blog !!! where TPC characters (played by specific people, of course) basically just, run a Tumblr account together!! there will be headcanons. there will be chaos. prepare your ass. /SILLY

@shape-everywhere is the actual """irl""" rp blog

claimed characters

❌ = no anon asks

Gold [@mugzymiik]

Spheer [@astronic-fr]

Pyrare [@thesealantern]

Polyhedron [@corrupted-quin]

Tsavorite [@comet--storm]

Hexagram [@kitcatttt]

Cyanide [@orchuris]

Cube [@hexisk]

George [@eaguy2199]

Dub [@comet--storm]

headcanon wall (pls dont go overboard 😭- also if it involves another char check with everyone else 👍)

snake-like Gold (i am spreading hella propaganda /j) this boy autism

Autistic he/they Tsavorite

ADHD coded They/She/It Cyanide (Also aquaphobic, and programming nerd)

Geology nerd Pyrare

bug enjoyer Spheer

’tism haver Polyhedron (haha self projecting go BRRRRR- /silly ~ @corrupted-quin hehe)

Autistic whale boy! Hexagram

Deer Cube who was treated as a subject (experiment subject) [Also a herb tea enjoyer]

Dub's "ex" is Barracuda. He would still date him if he was still alive

Who Dis!!! (tags)

#angry tbh nacho [Gold]

#cosmosphere [Spheer]

#pyramiddad [Pyrare]

#geenpenngon [Tsavorite]

#smart tablet [Cyanide]

#Cube tag :D [Cube]

#goldfish [Hexagram]

#old man hedron [Polyhedron]

#26425th corrupted flower [George]

#I miss my boyfriend. [Dub]

talk (not to be taken seriously 👍)

Im hiding in the talk section -Gold

[cressthebest]

okay! another story about me:

i go to a boarding school. yes those exist in america, no it is not private school. yes, i chose to come here, no i was not forced. no, my head is not shaved. no, it’s not military school. yes, the cafeteria food is still nasty. no, we don’t have prefects like hogwarts. yes, all of our teachers are either professor or Dr.

it’s a public highschool (about six hours from my home) and i live there most of the year, except for breaks and summer. i do not have to pay tuition, only for housing and meal plan. so about 2000 a year. for those of you who don’t understand how much college costs, for college, before scholarships, i’d have to pay 32,000 a year. (so yeah, it’s hella cheaper). but also, this school helped me get great college scholarships, so it’s a pretty good deal.

this boarding school does NOT require uniforms. we have a dress code, which is pretty much just to not wear crop tops. it’s really lax. we can even dye our hair.

now, even though this sounds like a great deal so far, lemme tell y’all about the absolute HELL of academic life we go through. to apply, you have to submit an ACT (standardized testing) score, your gpa, and complete a big application, along with an interview. this school is for NERDS. not everyone gets in.

i got in to this school for my junior and senior year (11th and 12th grade). this school only offers sophomore, junior, and senior. no freshman (thank god).

i live in a dorm room and up until recently, lived with three other people. it’s set up that i share a room with one person, and then there are two people in the room over, and all four of us share a bathroom (two sinks, one toilet, one shower). we were randomly assigned roommates, but after the first two months, if we didn’t get along, we could move somewhere else and we get to choose who we want to live with

these classes are HELL tho. i’m in high school, and all these courses are COLLEGE LEVEL. :/ talk about stressful.

the experience is honestly great. and really fun.

if y’all still don’t understand, basically picture college. it’s exactly like college. except i’m in highschool.

ALSO my cousin came here the years before me, and recommended it to me and convinced me to go. all he had to tell me was, “everyone there is gay.”

i applied so fast yall. everyone is smart and gay.

this is all just preface for some of my other stories to make sense. this is also why sometimes i talk about being in senior year, while other times i talk about being in college. telling people i’m in college is easier than explaining boarding school.

i will answer almost any questions you have about this is you wanna know more

[xoxoxoz]

Premyuda Meeboonrod (Moa) x F!reader

📝: Even though you’ve rejected her confession, Moa has not stopped pampering you and you made it clear that you did not feel the same. But why does it bother you when you see another girl flirt with her?

⚠️: high school au, popular jock Moa, unpopular nerd reader but not your typical nerd because she can bite back when she wants to, swearing, sick love puppy Moa, some nsfw scenes but not full smut, g!p Moa

A/N: I’m actually unsure if her surname is ‘Mibunrot’ or ‘’Meeboonrod’ because Google tells me both are correct

You sighed at seeing another strawberry milk held in front of your face. The person holding it, moved the carton aside to reveal herself and you already knew who it was.

“Moa, you already gave me one this morning”

She shrugged. “And? You deserve to have as many as you want”

“Hey Y/n, can I have those extra notes for calculus please?” A boy from your class appeared but Moa was not having it.

“She’s busy. Keep walking”

The boy’s eyes widened when he realised it was Moa who was talking to him so he sped off within a second.

“He was just asking for notes”

The Thai girl huffed. “He can get them later. I just want to have some time with you. You free after school? I heard there’s a festival happening”

You pushed your glasses up and released a second sigh. “Moa, I’ve made it clear to you a few days ago that I don’t feel the same way so no matter how hard you try, my decision won’t change”

“That’s okay. I just want you to have some fun for once. You can’t keep spending your time behind books” she simply said and leaned against the lockers.

She was looking down at you with so much desperation and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t find her attractive. You actually marked her as your number 1 hottie in the school but it’ll make her go insane if you told her.

While you were lost in examine her charming features, she took the moment in tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. You blushed at the contact but the bubble was bursted when a loud Yunah and Chanelle appeared.

“Hey there you are, captain! Been looking all over for you” Yunah exclaimed happily before noticing your presence. “Hey nerdy”

“Hey twig” you spat back, your mood going sour.

“Still doing calculus, nerdy?” She tilted her head in a way to mock you.

“I’ll stop doing calculus once you learn how to score a goal” you smirked, noticing how Yunah’s smile dropped almost instantly.

“Ouch” Chanelle held back a cackle.

“I’m going. Bye” You grumbled and slammed your locker close before turning on your heels.

Moa quickly held your wrist. “Wait Y/n, about the festival tonight, could you at least think about it? Please?”

You pulled your wrist back gently. “Fine. I’ll think about it” You replied and continued your leave.

Moa watched you disappear within the sea of students. “Stop being a dickhead, Yunah. You’re ruining my chances even more”

“She rejected you a few weeks ago, can’t you give up? There’s so many other girls around here that want you”

Moa looked down at the milk carton in her hand, thumb gently going over the permanent marker that said ‘For my Y/n <3’. “But she’s the only girl I want”

“Well what makes her so different then?” Chanelle was the one to ask.

“For one, she’s smart, and hella pretty. But something about her not wanting me just makes me want her”

“Sounds weird. Hey you gonna drink that?” Yunah asked and pointed down at the strawberry milk.

Moa moved it away from her reach. “It’s for Y/n”

“Wow, can’t even help a friend in need. I’m hurt” Yunah jokingly clutched her heart.

“Let’s go”

Once lunch had hit, you got your tray and sat with your friend group at a table. The group consisted of Youngseo, Jeemin, Jeongeun, Jiwoo, and Funa. You all shared the same classes but unlike you, they were in the student council.

Youngseo has tried convincing you in joining but you claimed you wouldn’t have the time for it.

“Did Moa try again today?” Jeemin asked while pointing her chopsticks at you.

“Yeah she did”

“Moa seems really nice, Y/n. Why won’t you give it a shot?” Jiwoo asked next.

“Because she’s not my type”

“Liar. Your eyes say otherwise” Jeongeun teased.

“You’re delusional”

“So you don’t care that a chick is literally confessing to Moa right now?”

You frowned and looked back, seeing that a girl from your English class was holding a container of bibimbap while standing by Moa’s table.

“M-Moa, sorry to be disturbing you at this time but I’d like to say that I admire you alot to the point I want to spend more time together. Are you okay with that?”

You would usually ignore something like this but since it involved the Thai student, you just had to listen.

Moa shook her head and smiled apologetically. “Thank you for the bibimbap but I can’t accept your confession, I’m sorry”

You felt a hint of satisfaction at seeing the girl’s smile falter. “Oh…May I ask why?”

Moa shrugged. “I’m just not interested in dating right now”

“I’ll make sure you’re interested, just a chance please?” The girl stomped her foot like a child, surprising your group and Moa’s.

“Hey lady, she doesn’t want you okay?” Hyewon, who was sitting next to Moa, had spoken up while juggling a soccer ball between her hands.

“It’s gonna be worth it, trust me Moa. Don’t let me be the 10th girl you’ve rejected”

Seeing the girl’s persistence was boiling your blood. Why can’t she take no for an answer? You didn’t even realise you had abandoned your table and approaching the scene.

“Uh Y/n?” Funa called.

“Uh oh this is not gonna go well. Y/n get your ass back here right now!” Jiwoo yelled but you were too focused on the girl who was now grabbing onto the Thai girl’s arm.

“Hey Moa, we’re still on for tonight right?” You said with a sweet smile.

Moa’s eyes widened. “Errrr…”

“Tonight?” The girl questioned.

“Yeah, Moa is taking me on a date at a festival tonight. Just wanted to make sure she didn’t cancel on me like last time” you scrunched your nose.

“Are you two together or something? Is that why you’re rejecting me Moa?!”

The said girl’s shocked expression slowly changed into a smirk, feeling a bit turned on by your jealousy.

“We’re not together but she’s not available either” you answered despite seeing the stupid smirk the Thai had.

The girl stomped her foot once again and ran off with a frustrated scream. You had to cover your ears for a second.

“She’s screaming like that at this grown age?” Hyewon commented.

Still feeling pissed off, you grabbed Moa’s wrist and dragged her out of the cafeteria. She yelped at your sudden strength but who was she to complain? You’re almost holding hands hehe~

She was broken out of her love daze when you led her into the soccer girls’ locker rooms. Luckily, it was empty.

Moa sat on the bench while you stood in front of her, leaning your back against the lockers. You closed your eyes for a bit to calm yourself down from the recent fiasco.

“You’re hot when you’re jealous” You heard Moa say, making you snap your eyes open.

“I wasn’t jealous. I was just annoyed at the girl for not leaving you alone”

Moa leaned back on her palms to man spread. Your eyes darted away from the view of her crotch. “There’s no need to be shy in admitting in, Princess. I’d be jealous if I saw some dude handing you flowers”

“I wasn’t jealous!”

“Yeah and I’m straight” Moa snickered.

“Fuck off. Be grateful I saved you”

“I can handle confessions like that easily. It’s not the first time” She gave you a toothy grin.

Fuck this. Fuck that girl. Fuck Moa for being so fucking hot right now.

“Oh for fuck’s sakes” you sighed and rush to sit in Moa’s lap, pulling her in by the jersey to smash your lips together.

Her hands slid under your skirt to hold you closer by the ass, not forgetting to give a gentle squeeze to both cheeks.

You moaned into her mouth as you hooked your arms around her neck, feeling her lips travel from your jawline to your neck.

“M-Moa”

“Dreamt of this for way too long” she muttered into your skin.

It boosted your ego up a bit.

“Yeah? You think of me while jerking off? Fucking pervert—AH!” You squealed at the feeling of her bite.

“You talk too much. Maybe shoving my dick in your mouth would fix that”

“I know you’d like that wouldn’t you?”

“Shit, have you always been this annoying?” Moa hissed while squeezing your ass harder.

You started to grind your crotch against her’s. “You’re the one who—oh fuck—who wants me”

“Yeah but that doesn’t mean I won’t fix that fucking bratty attitude of yours”

You whined at her words. Having your guts rearranged doesn’t sound so bad.

“Uh hello is anyone in here?” Moa’s coach called, hearing her footsteps get louder.

Moa softly pushed you off her lap to grab your hand and pulling you into the last shower stall. The coach started to walk around, trying to hear any strange noises while Moa had you pressed up against the cold tiles with her hand over your mouth.

“Stay quiet. She’ll leave soon” She whispered and you nodded.

While Moa’s eyes peeked out to see if the coach had left, you decided to be playful by reaching down to squeeze her hard bulge. She hid her face in your neck.

“F-Fuck, don’t do that” she hissed.

You chuckled and moved your hand underneath her pants and started slowly jerking her clothed dick.

Once the coast was clear, Moa grabbed your wrist and pinned it above your head. “You’re so fucking bad”

“And you liked it. Bet you almost came”

“And you wish all that cum was dumped down your throat”

“Im hungry after all” you teased.

“I’d be down for that but let’s not do it at school please. Also still wanna take you out before we do anything else”

You rolled your eyes and smiled. “Alright alright, I’ll go to the festival with you”

“Really?!”

“But if you bore me, I’m walking home”

Moa released your wrist and hugged you tightly. “You won’t regret a thing”

“Uh Moa”

“Hm?”

“Get your boner down before we leave”

“So fix it”

“You literally just said you didn’t wanna do it here!”

“Im messing with you. Just give it a few minutes”

It took longer than expected but once you were both out of the locker room, both friend groups were waiting outside with crossed arms and not so happy faces.

“Maybe have some human decency to not fuck in a public locker room?” Jiwoo arched a brow.

“We didn’t fuck….just talked” You half lied, not wanting to say that you two had some lip locking action and some hand to dick action.

“Yeah. Right.” Yunah smirked before looking at Jeemin.

“Hey cutie”

Jeemin pushed her glasses up and smiled widely with a cute little wave. “Hi”

“Let’s all go to class. I’ll wait for you outside the school” Moa smiled sweetly at you.

“Ok Romeo. But one thing before you go” you said.

“What’s that?”

You quickly kissed her cheek before grabbing Funa’s hand and running the opposite direction. “See you later!!”

Jiwoo groaned and got the other girls to run with her to catch up with you.

Moa felt a bit dizzy. “Woah”

“I guess you won” Chanelle smiled and shook Moa’s hand who was still knocked out of reality.

[cerisezero]

I keep thinking about the times that someone has looked at the idea of writing their language and gone '…yeah no I'm gonna fix that' or 'yeah I want a piece of that action' and made it happen, for any reason. And I'm gonna make noises about it for a little bit. Maybe highlight a couple of things.

You've got King Sejong in Korea going "OK. The script we're using now is hella complex and …Chinese. I want something that's easy enough for a farmer to learn. And maybe to pay his taxes with." And he works out hangul, neat and logical and frequent winner of Best Writing System awards if such things exist. (And then the nobles don't like it because how are they supposed to look smart if the peasants can write too?)

You've got Sequoyah, thinking the settlers he's doing business with might have at least one good idea in this whole 'talking leaves' system they're using. So he throws himself into working out a syllabary that works for the Cherokee language even when his friends and family think he's losing the plot or he's possessed or… Anything. But he hangs in there. Teaches his daughter. Proves that this is something worth it, and goes on to see the syllabary he created become official and used throughout the Cherokee Nation.

These are the best known ones. But how many are there out there?

There are systems where a missionary or someone similar's come into a place, and gone 'hm, Latin ain't cutting it for writing this' - the Cree syllabics and their extended Canadian family fall into this box, though there's at least some accounts that dispute the usual story. (Given that a lot of those sort of stories come down to 'so we can make a Bible at these people', it's fair to put a big old asterisk on them, but… they're a thing.) Getting away from that issue, though? There's local creators making a bespoke system for their language when the ones they'd picked up from outside just don't fit the sounds or grammatical patterns. Writing systems that can really belong to a language and its people.

While it's absolutely not my place to say whether something is good or bad - the only people who can do that are the language users and community the script was made for - there can't help but be a few that catch the eye. For example, I'm quite fond of the Ditema tsa Dinoko script - it's a pretty recent creation from South Africa as a script for a wide range of Bantu languages, using compact triangular blocks in a way that reflects traditional patterns from Sesotho tradition. From my outside perspective, it's an elegant script. It's just one example, though - there's many creators in Africa who have done similar things, sitting down and making a script that their language needs and that isn't being shoved on them by… yeah. Vai and N'Ko are the biggest examples but there are so many! Moving on, in Oceania, we find the Avoiuli text from Vanuatu, designed so that any one character can be drawn with one stroke in the sand… and elsewhere, the scripts being created to use with signed languages which haven't used them in the past…

If I were to try and go into all of them, it'd be a whole essay. And I'd probably miss some as I'm an outsider nerd without access to the deep literature on some of this stuff. Instead, I'll link to The World's Writing Systems as an index to browse through - unfortunately, it doesn't allow searching by how the writing system was created. But there are plenty of indigenous scripts listed there too that deserve their own deep dive. (The fact it lists con-scripts specifically made for fiction… eh.) Their icon comes from the Afaka script, for the Ndyuka creole in Suriname. A lot of the letters are quite pictorial in nature - including the 'ka' in WWS's icon. Gotta say, that's a way to make things memorable.

…anyway, that's my ramble for today. Just gonna wrap with this source which I haven't fully investigated yet, and Endangered Alphabets which isn't so much for deliberately constructed scripts but (unsurprisingly) for endangered ones in general, and as such plain deserves a link.

Now I go back to my own scribbling. Maybe I'll finish a con-script enough to show off one day. Even if one rather smaller in goals.

[cxhleel108]

LITG S3 MC:

Name: Laila Hayford

Age: 27 (During the Season) 31 (Now)

Birthday: March 15, 1993

Zodiac: ☀️ Pisces 🌙 Sagittarius ⬆️ Cancer

Hometown: Born and raised in Liverpool.

Ethnicity: Ghanaian/Moroccan

Job: Biologist

Sexuality: Bisexual

Height: 170cm/5’7

Hobbies: Reading, Watching Movies, Pilates, Stargazing, Gaming

Personality: Very sweet and sensitive but has a bit of edge to her. Hella fucking smart and calls herself a big nerd.

Why She Came On Love Island: Laila really didn’t see herself as a hopeless romantic. Love was just not her top priority in life, until she met someone who she thought would change her mind. Turns out that person was not who she dreamed them to be and things quickly ended between the two. Now she’s signed herself up for Love Island so she doesn’t get back to that lonely and guarded feeling she’s always suppressed deep down.

Who She’s With:

Tai

“I’m basically dating an athletic teddy bear”

[7grandmel]

Todays rip: 12/03/2024

Hella Pummel

Season 7 Featured on: Rips of Christmas Present

Ripped by venula

Requested by xinos! (Request Form)

God, man - trying to pick favorites from the Jay Eazy takeover of January 7th feels like pulling teeth. It's truly just as Mr. Eazy said - "Shawty's cute AND her circle too" - in that so many of the event's rips are all bangers in their own ways. There's of course You Are Book Smart, the rip I covered back as the event wrapped up, which still stands out as one of the event's most creative in execution - yet in terms of picking out pure BANGERS from the event, Hella Pummel had tons of competition (including one you might've seen floating about here on Tumblr if you're in Splatoon circles). And while I don't really have any attachment to Undertale Halloween Hack itself, getting the rip requested really opened my eyes to just how fun of a listen it is. In xinos' own words, "there's something so infectious about it that it gives me brainworms".

And yeah, I can't say I disagree - mashups like this that modify both songs used to make them really fit together, stuff like Guilty Eyes Creeper, have a sort of hum-along-ability to them that's hard to get out of your head. It's in large part thanks due to how Jay Eazy's songs, primarily Mega Man as used in this event but his other stuff as well, are sort of the perfect blend of being genuinely funny in terms of lyrics whilst having an infectiously catchy beat and flow. But Hella Pummel then also employs the fantastic little trick covered in Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and the days of high quality rips?, where the vocals are given just a slight amount of compression on top, giving them a sort of nostalgic texture and meshing more naturally with the source track used. In having Jay Eazy's part play along with the already catchy Puma Pummel, slowing down and speeding up, leaving reverb and such where it best fits the mashup, the rip feels incredibly harmonious on the whole as a result, with the vocal filter in particular reminding me of Jevil's voice samples in Deltarune in particular.

There's of course the unsung hero of the rip, the surprise appearance of classic YouTube video Epic Rap Battle: Nerd vs. Geek by Rhett & Link for the rip's chorus. What connection the song has to Jay Eazy isn't really something I can comment on (I suppose both have ties to making geek culture into listenable music?) but it serves as an incredibly fun 180 in the rip's high point. The continuing use of the rap beat iconic to Jay Eazy rips throughout the rip keeps it all feeling cohesive even through its different phases, and several small voice samples of the guy are interjected here and there to maintain that Eazy flavor - including putting his best ever bar, "I think my money is gay / There's too many men on top of one another", in the fade-out section at the rip's end.

Hella Pummel is the kind of rip that speaks volumes for itself, yet likely got overlooked by far too many people due to the sheer quality of the event as a whole. I again can't say I have any knowledge of Undertale Halloween Hack itself, but I'm incredibly happy that venula included its distinct music amidst her many sources for Jay Eazy rips during the event. Much of Hella Pummel's competition was rips also made by her, and I am incredibly happy to see that Jay Eazy has such a strong soldier aboard the SiIvaGunner team.

[garoumylove]

Garou the Engineer

I have this headcanon... Well, sometimes I like to imagine what would Garou have been like if he was never bullied, if his head hadn't become filled with monsters and heroes and martial arts, if he had just had an average childhood. Or maybe what if he lived in a realistic world without monsters and heroes, what would his path in life have turned out like? What would he do in life as an adult?

And I keep coming back to this idea of him becoming an engineer. A civil engineer to be precise.

Why do I think this? Several reasons.

He is incredibly smart. He would have definitely had the intelligence and grades to get into engineering school.

In my mind, his favourite subjects at school (besides PE) would have been physics and calc. (I'll get to why in the next point). And hehe...sometimes I like to imagine him being very good at home ec too!

He is a very practical man. Because he has been hurt so much by abstract things like words, emotions (his own and others') and ideas, I think Garou finds comfort in things that are practical and tangible. (And yes I'm aware that physics is hella abstract but...) Science and maths has a very real and tangible application. I know he made that smartass remark to Genos about how he's always been good at breaking/taking apart technology, but seriously I think he is someone that is comforted by being able to see how something works, working it out, building it himself with his own hands, being able to feel it in his hands or watch it come to be before his very eyes. He finds comfort in things that are concrete and identifiable. These things are not threatening like words, or dirty looks or rumours or frightening feelings.

I think despite the wake of destruction he left we all know that Garou actually wants to create a better society. He wants to do things for people that make their lives better. I think this is why civil engineer fits him so well. He would literally be designing and building things that people need and use and that make their lives better. I can just imagine him supervising the building of a bridge in some village after a flood or something like that, or laying down roads to isolated place to make it easier for people to move about. I think he would take a lot of pride and satisfaction in that. To see his ideas and designs come to life and become something concrete and positive in the world.

So that's my headcanon of Garou's alternate universe future profession :) That and nerds are just hot ok?? =^.^=

[its-just-hyper]

Welp. @th3ratk1ng said they wanted all my opinions for bnha on that ask game( made by @/fintan-pyren) so

♥️the most egregiously mischaracterized character is either Izuku or Uraraka, easily. Many other common mischaracterizations are presented as aus or specified tropes (example: ao3 tags like ‘Bad Teacher Yagi Toshinori | All Might’ or ‘protective Bakugo Katsuki’ however Bakugo is also often overvillianized or oversympathised as well)

But Izuku was hit very very hard by fandomization/underswap!sans treatment/cinnamon roll too pure for this world/smol bean/woobification and while it’s gotten better as internet culture has left that, a lot of the older fandom content is like that. And Uraraka is a woman. So. Of fucking course fandom can’t handle her. (I might be biased cause I fucking love both of them. I feel like mischaracterization is hella common in this fandom in particular)

🧡a popular serious theory I disagree with is that I disagree with is Izuku and Shigaraki being related. I know, those are my blorbos ever, but yeah. I think their story (and purpose as character foils) is more compelling if they are unrelated, emphasizing that Izuku was ‘just some quirkless kid’, not somehow related to That Mess ™. (Trying to be vague for spoilers sake I guess but. Yeah.) I do enjoy the theory that AFO gave Shigaraki his quirk, but I have no stance on if it’s canon or not.

💛a popular ship I just can’t get behind fucking hate so much is fucking. Kaminari/Shinsou. Fuck that ship oh my god I can’t stand it at all. Literally no offense ever at all to shippers I’m not gonna go into y’all’s spaces and shit on your joy but I cannot stand this ship at all. It feels like they’re only shipped for their tropes and the fact that they’re both “leftover” from the shipping and also both boys. Like… I understand the parallels to erasermic but erasermic is so much better and you can just ship shindeku instead COUGH UH—-

💚I’ve already talked about Izuku quite a bit sooooo. Something that everyone else gets wrong about Shigaraki is that he isn’t just one thing. The fandom separates itself into “Shigaraki Tomura is evil and scary and intimidating and a threat” and “Shigaraki Tomura is a loser gamer nerd failure of a villan” and ALL OF THIS IS TRUE!!!!!!!! Let my boy be the contradiction he was made to be. He is intimidating AND immature and tactically smart while being a fucking nerd pleasepleasepleaseplease he is so much better if you let him be both

💙characters that I find not that hot? Dabi is not that hot. Yaourozu is not that hot. Aizawa is not that hot. Bakugo is not that hot. Todoroki Shoto is not that hot. Kai Chisaki is not that hot and has a stupid hairline. Uraraka is not that hot. I don’t think I find any of the characters actually very personally attractive, but that could be the aspec talking.

💜(opposite of above question) see previous.

🤍oh great peaks this is the question of the fandom, huh? “Character that isn’t as morally bad as everyone seems to think”? Well I. Don’t wanna start a fucking grease fire um. Okay this doesn’t really fit the question but. A common trope (especially for fics about Midoriya fix-its and getting justice for our favorite whump protagonist) is making All Might WAY worse than he is. Same with Midoriya Inko. Fics with either of these tropes are fine and good and I actually like a lot of them, but I always find it the best whenever the complexity of the situation is addressed.

Like. Sure, you can punish All Might for being a Quirkist asshole but it’s much more compelling to punish him and let him grow for his Quirkist actions brought up from his own trauma and seeing Midoriya through that lense. Sure you can punish Inko for not believing in her son enough to lie for his sake, or you can have the Midoriyas explore how even though her actions come from love, she hurt her son. Because mother/child relationships are ALWAYS going to be complicated.

🖤Which character isn’t as morally good? Fuck it, ALSO All Might. I don’t like it when All Might’s faults are completely glossed over. (sometimes in response to people doing what I talked about in the above paragraphs, sometimes just for that sweet sweet “Parental Yagi Toshinori | All Might” tag) As is. Probably a noticeable theme, you can put All Might in a good/familial/positive/heroic light while also acknowledging and letting him and Midoriya grow from his faults, and I actually prefer this significantly.

💖im not sure what constitutes as an unpopular opinion that I agree with, as I haven’t interacted with the modern fandom much, but here it goes. Villain!Midoriya Izuku is a very very very compelling idea, BUT most fan interpretations of it are very bad. You don’t need to vastly mischaracterize Midoriya to turn him into a villain, THATS why the idea is so appealing. As I’ve said over and over “pleasepleaseplease have more complexity in your bnha fan content PLEASE stop turning these characters into cardboard cutouts when there is SO. MUCH. POTENTIAL.”

💔Oh this one is hard as fuck, isn’t it. If I absolutely had to remove a major character from the series, it would be Gran Torino. AND SHUT UP I DONT LIKE THIS BUT HEAR ME OUT. Letting Midoriya figure out One for All without Gran Torino’s help would’ve been equally compelling. And shhhhh I’m not sure what constitutes a major or minor character in this show so I just picked someone important.

💕an unpopular ship that I like is Midoriya Izuku/Tokoyami Fumikage. As you might be able to tell, I have a habit of subbing in popular “broody/bubblegum”/“darkness/sunshine” ship dynamics to include Midoriya cause he’s my favorite 1A kid. And also I read a few really good fics for this due to Tokoyami content deprivation.

📖what book I would remove from the series had no answer

🏳️‍🌈again, I don’t really know what characters are commonly headcanoned as queer in the fandom, so here’s my maybe controversial queer bnha Headcanons. You will see a common theme. Arospec Midoriya, aroace Todoroki, gender nonconforming lesbian Yaourozu. Biromantic ace Shinsou, and uh. That’s all I can think of off the top of my head, I don’t usually make gender/sexuality Headcanons since I can’t even make one for myself—-

💀I would kill off Endeavor cause I want him dead, or I would kill off All Might. I wouldn’t LIKE IT, but it’s probably gonna happen eventually and I can see why—-

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please please please please I know nothing I’m oblivious who are these funky little lads that are apparently Bruce Waynes kids

Was going thru my drafts and realized I never answered this ask im so sorry!!

I started writing a HUGEEEE thing explaining as much as I could (ended up being over 4k) but I felt that was a bit much so ill just explain the basics on the bat kids. Just a long paragraph for each. Keep in mind that canon changes a lot and there are different comics and shows and version of the characters. Ill just explain what I know the most

Dick Grayson: First Robin. Now goes by Nightwing. Was a spy in one comic and went by Grayson but we don’t like that one that much. Also got amnesia at one point and went by Ric. We hate Ric, don’t bring him up. Was part of the flying graysons in Haley’s Circus with his parents but they were killed by Tony Zucco during a performance (their line broke). Bruce was in the crowd and made Dick is ward. Dick was 8 at the time. When he was 18 he had a fight with bruce and moved to Bludhaven. Thats where he became Nightwing. Hes the oldest kid

Jason Todd: Second Robin. Goes by Red Hood. He lived in Crime Alley by himself (father was in prison (later died) and mom overdosed). Wanted to make some cash so tried to steal the wheels of the batmobile. Bruce was honestly impressed and took him in. Dick was a bit upset at first (bruce give jason robin without asking. In most comics robin was a nickname dicks mom called him) but eventually warmed up to jason. I could go on a whole rant about how jason wasnt the angry robin most ppl say, but I wont. Bruce thinks he killed someone and benches him. Jason finds out his mom isnt his bio mom. His bio mom is in Ethipoia and he goes to find her. She sells him out to joker. Joker tortures him with a crowbar and leaves him in a building that explodes (also kills the bio mom). Talia al Ghul (daughter of Ra’s al Ghul. Hes the leader of the League of Assassins) brings him back to life via lazarus pit. Jasons story is very long so ill just say he comes back angry, tries to get bruce to kill joker, almost kills tim (hes next), kinda becomes the head crime lord in crime alley, and is hella hella protective of the kids and working girls in crime alley. Hes also a book nerd. Wanted to be an english major before he died. He and batwoman (mentioned in honorably mentions below) use guns. Sometimes he uses rubber bullets, sometimes he deosnt. In his newest reboot he uses a crowbar and has a different outfit. Not a fan of it. in some versions he doesnt work with the batfam, in others he rejoins them. i like the latter more.

Tim Drake: Third Robin. Currently goes by Red Robin. (yes like the restaurant. Yes its a running joke in the fandom) The smart robin. Smarter than batman in some universes (most imo). Figured out batmans identity by himself when he was like 8-9. when jason dies bruce doesn’t pull his punches at all and tim is like “he needs a robin.” tries to get dick to come back, but he says no. so tim basically forces himself into bruces life as robin until bruce relents. Tim has a hella messed up storyline that I don’t know very well. Jason tries to kill him, Damian tries to kill him (hes next), theres one story line where bruce is lost in time and tim is the only one who doesn’t think hes dead. Lots of stuff happens. Bascially all his friends die, his parents die, he loses his spleen- its a mess. Hes also the ceo of wayne enterprise in some comics. We also joke that hes an immortal 17 yr old cuz hes almost always 17 in the comics. Tim is bi and has a boyfriend named Bernard (I ship him more with kon tho)

Damian Wayne: Fourth Robin. Trained as an assassin since birth. He’s bruces bio son. Son of talia and bruce. Becomes robin when hes 9 I think. In one story, the bruce lost in time one, dick just gives robin to damian cuz “he needs it.” damian was very…. Murdery at first. Has a sword. Very talented artist. Very very smart. Can take advanced college courses at like age 7. smart boy. He has the most character devleopment in my opinion. Calls himself “the blood son.” is best friends with superman’s son, Jon.

Stephanie Brown: Steph. Goes by Spoiler now. is kinda Robin 3.5. or 2.5 idk when in the timeline she was robin, but she was robin for like 2 weeks before getting fired. Idk much about her. Her father is Cluemaster (villain). Isn’t adopted by bruce, but is his kid nonetheless. She and tim dated at one point.

Cassandra Cain: Cass. Goes by Orphan or Black Bat, depending on the comic. Was raised to be a weapon by her father. Idk his name. Her mother is Lady Shiva, another world class assassin. Cass was taught to not speak cuz “weapons don’t have feelings.” she knows sign and when bruce takes her in he helps her find her voice. In some versions she can speak, in others she just says one or two words at a time, and in some she just uses sign. Shes other than jason (by like 2 months) but younger than dick. Not sure if shes adopted or not.

Duke Thomas: Goes by Signal. I know the least about him. Also not adopted. His parents were jokerized (got posioned with joker gas and kinda went insane.) He’s a meta apparently? I learned that recently. Has photokenesis: ability to absorb, redistribute, and manipulate both light and darkness. Is the daytime hero I think.

Barbara Gordon: Used to be Batgirl, is now Oracle. (in some version steph and cass were batgirl at one point) Not adopted by bruce. Shes Commissioner Gordon’s daughter. Very very smart. Very very badass. Is the guy in the chair for the batfam. Joker shot her in her spine when breaking into her apartment and paralyzed her. But she can still kick hella ass in that wheelchair. She and dick used to date.

Honorable mentions: Kate Kane, Batwoman. She’s Bruce’s cousin. Lucas Fox, Batwing. Lucius Fox’s son. Selina Kyle, Catwoman. She and bruce r kinda sorta in a relationship. Its complicated sometimes. Kate Kelly, Robin. Shes in a separate universe I believe. Don’t know much about her at all. She uses a slingshot.

And of course, Alfred Pennyworth. We love alfred. He has guns hidden around the manor in canon. Bruce doesn’t like guns. Alfred knows this and says “youll never find all of them.” hes sassy and we stan.

And those r the main members of the batfam! Sorry this took so long to answer. It comepletely slipped my mind. I probably forgot a few details, but oh well.