#idk guus

[freshbaked-bread]

reading scratchman and my harry sullivan brainrot has once again been reawakened

[iknaenmal]

guys what do you think about this

[squishosaur]

what do you Mean they have the same seiyuu

[shopcat]

forgot these existed

[ron-do-i-get-to-sing-my-way]

Yippee, AC1 blood levels were high, ain’t nobody got numbers like these 😤💪

[kiddokori]

trailer was baller im not even sad about no bird <-lying

[poryphoria]

guu. maybe just me but it is a little sad to see so much of the madcom fandom completely bulldoze any thought for the worldbuilding of the series in favor of shipping n stuff? of course (and of course i have to say it lest we have another "piss on the poor" scenario) im all for shipping don't fuckin get me wrong. it's just that the setting itself is also so fucking interesting n there's so much to do with it. the universe has been demonstrated to function like some sort of computer and you can glitch reality if you try hard enough, (the equivalent of) human beings are MASS PRODUCED AND COMMODIFIED (need i even SUGGEST the moral ramifications??), there exists a device capable of turning the sun sentient and said sun was beaten to death without fanfare the second it came alive, nevadeans Really Do just look like that in canon!, LIKE? all of it is so fucking interesting. idk. i just love worldbuilding w all my heart so dearly n id love to see more people working out their ideas of how things in their society function/playing w speculative biology, etc etc you know?

[manishroom]

first page - DNA: TGC CTT CTT AGT AAG GGC CTC TTC CAC GGC AGT GAC GAT GAC GGG TAG AAA TTT CGC GTA

mRNA: ACG GAA GAA UCA UUC CCG GAG AAG GUG CCG UCA CUG CUA CUG CCC AUC UUU AAA GCG CAU

Protein: THR GLU GLU SER PHE PRO GLU LYS VAL PRO SER LEU LEU LEU PRO ILE PHE LYS ALA HIS

section one - DNA: TAG CGA TAC CCC CCA GCG ATT_ CGA CTA CGA TCA GGG AAC GAT GCG AGA TGA CGT GAC CCG

mRNA: AUC GCU AUG GGG GGU CGC UAA_ GCU GAU GCU AGU CCC UUG CUA CGC UCU ACU GCA CUG GGC

protein: ILE ALA MET GLY GLY ARG STOP ALA ASP ALA SER PRO LEU LEU ARG SER THR ALA LEU GLY

section two- DNA: AAC GTG TTT CTT CAG CAA ATG ACG TAG CGA TCG CAT ACG ATA ATG GTT TCG CGA TGC GCC

mRNA: UUG CAC AAA GAA GUC GUU UAC UGC AUC GCU AGC GUA UGC UAU UAC CAA AGC GCU ACG CGG

protein: LEU HIS LYS GLU VAL VAL TYR CYS ILE ALA SER VAL CYS TYR TYR GLN SER ALA THR ARG

from baghera's stream! idk if it means anything but if anyone's better at decoding go ahead and take a look lmao

[dragon-mantis]

guus help i followed a crackship bracket blog and now i unironically have started shipping lizzie from empires with sally the salmon. idk what to do about this

but related to this i now have an au where wilbur and sally got divorced and she remarried, meaning lizzie is fundys stepmom. and when he leaves the smp he goes to live with them for a while. joel is also there

[guumiester]

I stayed home to do math all day. It's been hours, idk how much more of this I can take. For the grade Guu, for the grade.

[straightyuri]

freaks me out how his name is gustav cuz on 1 hand that is SUCH a good name for him. idk how to exlpain. he's a gustav. but also it's close to goosetav. also I think in. uh. dutch? maybe? let me just check. yeah it's in dutch. his name is guus. already a guy named gus chose a different name.

[shiningstarlight101]

Wanted to give some ways Donald Duck/Ducktales characters are called in my language! :D (feel free to rb with your own languages if you want)

Donald is just Donald

Daisy: Katrien. it's the Dutch version of Catheryn

Huey, Dewey and Louie: kwik, kwek and kwak. Which is the sound ducks make

Scrooge: dagobert (also his last name is just Duck and not McDuck). Why? Idk actually. All I could find was "it's based on German."

Beagle boys: zware jongens. It means heavy boys but I think it's supposed to be like bad boys.

Flintheart Glomgold: Govert Goudglans. Govert is just an old Dutch name but Goudglans means golden glow!

Mrs Beakly: Baktaart. So uhm her name means bake cake 💀

Webby Vanderquack: Webby/Lizzie van der Kwaak. So first of, the reason I did /Lizzie is because Lizzie is her name in the og Ducktales! The reboot decided to go for the English name tho. Names with "Vander..." often have Dutch or German origins, but van and der are 2 seperate words so it's spaced out. And kwaak for another sound ducks make. Her last name means "of the quack"

Fethry: Diederik. It's just another (kinda old) Dutch name

Gladstone Gander: Guus Geluk. Guus is a Dutch name, and geluk means luck. It's not actually an origin reason they purposfully went for but I like how Guus kinda sounds like goose. Cause it feels like his name is based on the English phrase lucky goose lol

Launchpad McQuack: Turbo McKwek. Pretty straightforward

Gyro Gearloose: Willie Wortel. Hear me out. Willie is kinda like Will/William, and worten means carrot. His name is William Carrot.

Those are all the ones I'm gonna do rn but lemme know if anyone wants to know specific ones! (Except for Della and Magika bc their names are the same)

[fellasleepinbaltimore]

okay so in central america they use vos mostly but they kinda suffered under the idea that tú was the more "correct" or "respectable" pronoun so it is still a player in now people speak

but I was just thinking about how that idea has affected the spanish I speak where I mean my mother told me she doesn't like vos and my grandmother uses vos with my grandfather but only has ever used it once with me and pretty quickly switched back to tú like I'm sure she literally slipped up fhyjuu it's too funny

but basically I'm like... it's so funny to me like bc for me usted is formal, yk standard for like people you want to show respect to, to keep at a distance or to be cutetsy or even sarcastic, tú is standard like regular speech, family members, friends, colleagues or like classmates and vos is for like super casual speech like, between guy friends like id say it to my brother but I'd say tú to my sisters ig??

idk it's wierd though bc I'd say tú is kinda like a preface? like everyone be using vos in central anerica but where gonna pretend we're "cultured" when talking to people from other places like if I hadn't done the leg work I'd have never heard it until like talking to some guanaco and I'm like... why u talk funny

FTHUUJ no but I mean I think it's funny the dynamic that has been created now bc of it it actually reminds me of thai where guu/meung is like super informal and kinda rude and only used between close friends and stuff

but also the reality is that like... I think most central americans only use tú if you use it like if ur a foreigner and even then they might not like confirming to that now but my grandparents left in the 80s and like acceptance for vos I feel like is kinda newish?? so idk

I also just think I'd never use vos with anyone gjtjuuy like the only people I speak spanish with are coworkers and my family afghtyhgyu it is funny tho

[iambecomeacringe]

ive had a crush on this guu for over 2 years now and idk how to get over it. its like the time im about to get over him he does somethhing3 and I CANT I WANNA BE OVER HIM I WANNA BE WITH HIM FUCK ME FUCK HIM I WANNA FUCKHIM

[manyourlookingood]

guus im losing my mind today my keyboard keys are kinda broken somehow idk how btu like my my brain is unot fucncitingigkgn FUCNITNG FUNCTIONING RN BCS BYLER IZ ROOTTING MY BRAIN SO HELP PLS

[sonicrainicorn]

Rainbow Connection

Words: 1490

Desc: Everyone in the world is born with a dark mark wherever their soulmate(s) first touch them. Well, everyone, it seems... except for George.

TW: there is exactly one (1) swear

(Is this platonic? Is this romantic? That’s for you to decide)

///

Despite the fact that Dream and Sapnap were soulmates, Sapnap was somehow the third wheel.

He wasn’t even mad about it in the slightest. If anything, he found it hilarious. And maybe, deep down, he would rather that he experience it than have George go through it. He figured having to deal without a Soul Mark was hard enough.

Recently, during one of their typical calls, they got into the subject of soulmates and Marks. It was a random topic stemmed from a barely connected tangent that Sapnap made. Dream and he had two Marks. One on their palms from when they first met as kids and high fived each other, but also another one that appeared to be mirror splotches on their bodies. On Sapnap, it was mainly on his cheek. On Dream, it was more on his neck and the bottom of his jaw.

This, of course, brought up where George’s Mark was or if he also had multiple. The common places to be touched by a soulmate were hands or arms. Less common were legs. Or the face, since most people didn’t touch the face of someone they don’t know. Even rarer were places hidden under shirts or shorts. And since George constantly covered as much skin as possible, Dream and Sapnap never saw any on him.

George told them that he didn’t have a Soul Mark. At first, they didn’t believe him. How could they? Not having a Mark was as impossible as surviving in space without oxygen. Yet he repeated again, with a bitter smile (almost like he expected this reaction), that he didn’t have a Mark. This time they saw how small he looked in his chair and the lack of light in his eyes and knew he wasn’t making it up.

After an achingly long stretch of silence, Dream apologized. Whether it was for not believing him or not having a Mark wasn’t made clear at the time.

Sapnap changed the subject.

Ever since then, they avoided ever bringing up Marks or soulmates. It must have been painful to see your friends with two marks while you didn’t even have one. Almost like you were being mocked.

“Dude, are you even listening to us?” Dream nudged Sapnap’s chair with his foot, making it turn away from the monitor they were sharing at the moment.

“I was waiting for you to finish flirting,” Sapnap responded automatically. He put his legs down to spin himself back.

George’s annoyed scoff came through their headphones. “Could you at least come up with different excuses every time you do this?”

“I will when it stops being true.”

Dream chuckled softly while George rolled his eyes.

“So what were you talking about? Other than trying to out-simp each other.” Instinctively, Sapnap reached out for Dream’s hand, and just as instinctively, Dream let him take it. He turned it over, messing with his fingers and watching the bright colors dance around every touch. It was a custom that began after they started living with each other. Dream was almost always an arms-length away so Sapnap picked up the odd habit of fidgeting with Dream’s hand rather than his own.

Out of respect, he kept it out of the line of sight of the camera.

“Going over what time to pick up George from the airport,” Dream glanced at the drops of rainbow against his dark palm, “which you should definitely know because you’re driving.”

Sapnap stopped. “I’m what? Since when?”

“Since right now. I’m not driving at seven in the morning.”

“In the morning?!”

George grinned as the pair shouted and bickered. No one in the group was a morning person, so the time was awful for everyone involved. At one point, both Dream and Sapnap agreed that George would just have to fend for himself since neither wanted to drive and that was the only agreement they could come to. George threatened to cancel the whole trip.

~~~

Flying into another time zone from a different country was actually one of the worst things ever, as it turned out. It sucked. A lot. It sucked even more when the local time was seven twenty in the morning. That wasn’t a real time. No one should be awake then. No one should be getting off a plane then. Absurd.

George shuffled out of the gates with his hood over his head and his luggage at his side. He definitely stood out amongst the sea of people with his jeans and hoodie in the middle of summer, but he was much too tired to care. He preferred hiding away even if it meant he got strange looks, anyhow. Better than having people stare as they search for a Mark they wouldn’t ever find.

Yawning, George took out his phone to double-check where Sapnap and Dream said they were waiting. Trying to find a way out of a terminal in an unknown airport while jet-lagged proved to be an... experience... so George let them know he was stricken with dumb bitch disease, but he was on his way. Dream offered to help him out, but he insisted he had it handled. He only made one wrong turn.

As soon as he saw the exit, he just about sighed in relief. Instead, he approached it like he knew what he was doing the whole time. The humid summer air hit him almost immediately, and he grimaced at the added heat weighing down his body. Disgusting. He was going to shed every layer he had as soon as he got to Dream and Sapnap’s place.

It didn’t take long for him to spot them. He saw Dream leaning against a passenger-side door of a car, holding out his phone to Sapnap, who was sitting on the hood. They were parked at the end of the terminal building like they said.

George couldn’t stop the grin stretching across his face. His legs moved on their own accord, sprinting down the sidewalk with his suitcase struggling to keep up. His hood slipped off his head from the wind pushing against him. He paid it no mind.

Sapnap and Dream looked up when they heard his footsteps. Broad grins sprang to their faces with life sparking behind their eyes. “George!” Sapnap jumped off the car to meet him halfway, followed closely by Dream.

George dropped his suitcase and dove into their arms, laughing in pure delight. He didn’t think he would be so happy to see them in person. He had been excited for sure, but for some reason, seeing them right there switched on all serotonin flips in his brain. Judging from the accompanied giddy giggles, he wasn’t alone. They were here. He was here. They were all together. Despite the even more added warmth, George wouldn’t mind if they stayed this way forever.

He felt like he fit perfectly between them. With their heads pressed into his hair and his face buried into their shoulders, he felt like this is what his whole life was meant for. He was made for this moment.

Gosh, what has gotten into him? He wasn’t normally this sappy or touchy-feely. Oh, whatever. It was his first time meeting them both, he was allowed to have emotions over it.

Eventually, they pulled apart. And simultaneously, all three grins dropped in shock.

“Y... your...” George couldn’t take his eyes off of their faces. Their Soul Marks were swirling with color. But not a rainbow like George had seen with other people’s Marks; the yellow gradient with the dull blues. This was different. It was all blue. Different shades. Light blue to indigo to almost white. Their Marks glowed with his brightest colors. The colors that stood out the most to him.

The back of his throat started to sting, but he couldn’t place why.

“George,” Dream whispered breathlessly. The rest of his words seemed to die on his tongue, yet it didn't look like he minded.

“Your hair,” Sapnap finished just as softly. It was like the whole universe had been laid before his very eyes.

His what? George fumbled for his phone, opening the camera as fast as his shaking fingers would let him. His eyes widened further if that were possible. He saw his dark hair dance in classic rainbow colors. Almost every strand. Like a firework show, the colors jumped around the top of his head. He continued to watch until the colors faded, either too shocked or too afraid to turn away. He couldn’t believe it. His Soul Mark had been in his hair the whole time. He wasn’t broken! He wasn’t some what-if in a world of definitives. He had a Mark all along. He had soulmates. Two! No more watching people get excited about finding their life-long friend. No more sulking as people discovered their life partner. He could have that. He did have that.

Letting out a watery, yet joyful laugh, George pulled them both into another hug. They all held each other as tightly as they could. Three soulmates. Together at last.

(And if Sapnap quickly picked up the habit of playing with George’s hair, well, no one brought it up.)