#jonny banana

[funtasticworld]

Happy Holidays

1981

Hanna Barbera Productions, Inc.

[darlingdekarios]

look upon me.

rating: explicit. 18+ only. length: 7,381 content: Jonathan Ohnn / The Spot x f!reader, pre and post-incident Jonathan / Spot, reader is described as being shorter than the Spot but everyone is, established relationship, fluff, smut [fingering - receiving, oral - receiving, unprotected p in v], kink(s) [hair pulling, biting, scratching, orgasm control], hurt/comfort, brief obsessive/possessive behavior, this was not edited because I'm lazy

of the things he’d lost that day, there was one in particular that weighed on Jonathan's mind like a bad conscience.

"Stop looking at me like that."

You hadn't changed your gaze to look at him, still locked-in on the meticulously organized papers in front of you as you scanned for the patterns and knowledge you needed. From across the table he was slumped forward, his chin resting on his hands as he did exactly that - look at you. It was so often that he needed to do little more than that to pass the time.

"Like what, baby?"

You couldn't help but smile at the false innocence in his voice. He knew what he was doing, he didn't care.

"Like you're just waiting for me to stop," you replied, eyes still locked on the scratches of ink beneath you. "I'm doing important stuff here."

"I'm trying to do important stuff to you."

The kind of embarrassing laugh that was accompanied by a snort left you, your head shaking slightly as you continued your steadfast refusal not to look at him, unwilling to have your concentration broken completely.

"Jonny, seriously," you were trying your best to sound serious and stern, but the smile on your face didn't quite match it. "I'm trying to make sure no one blows up in this deathtrap you're building at work, and your notes are nonsense."

"My notes are perfectly -"

"In the middle of this sentence you just wrote 'banana'," you pointed out, sliding the paper in question across the table and pointing to the word. "Do you know why you did that?"

"Because I needed them from the store."

You laughed again, the sound he was convinced was the most beautiful in the world, your eyes finally raising to return his gaze. When you made eye contact with him it sucked a deep breath from him - he was always struck by you, even after years of knowing you. He'd accepted long ago it would be this way until he died.

You looked annoyed, yet at the same time so profoundly in love he couldn't believe you were looking at him. You laughed again and he took your distraction as his cue to reach across the table, one of his hands laying atop yours gently.

"You're absurd," you stated, punctuating your words with a nod. Your hand flipped beneath his, threading your fingers together as your thumb brushed over his knuckles - the ones you could reach, anyway. "You either make complete sense or you don't make any at all. Black or white."

Sometimes you talked about him like another subject you wanted to figure out. If it meant you'd stay around until you did so, he was content to continue coming up with ways to puzzle you.

"But you chose me, Atom," he replied, reminding you of something that needed no reminder. Your cheeks burned under his special name for you, eyes locking on his as any annoyance left your body. He knew exactly how to melt away any negativity from you.

"Why do you call me that?" you questioned, head tilting slightly to the side in an adorable fashion that always made him love you just a bit more than he had a moment ago. So many things you did caused the reaction from him, and he was happy to continue to add to the list. "Anytime I ask you just smile. I want to know."

Something in the look in your eye and a feeling that now was when he should give you the answer you wanted had the words spilling out of his mouth. Compared to how long you'd waited it was rather unceremonious, but so many things between the two of you had always been as such. Neither of you were incredibly concerned with things being made into a big deal, and now was no different.

You already knew how much he loved you.

"Atoms make up everything," he explained, his hand squeezing yours lightly as he spoke. "You're my everything."

Your eyes softened further as you took in his words, your heart tightening just as his hand had around yours. With a smile you shook your head again, using your other hand to mark your place on the page you'd abandoned.

"How am I supposed to keep reading through this when you say things like that?"

"I could've been the next Shakespeare if I didn't love science so much."

"Did you even take theatre at any point? Or creative writing?"

"No, I took anatomy instead," that cheekiness was returning to his tone, the need heavy in his tone. You raised an eyebrow at his words, already expecting something along the lines of what would come next. "Wanna see what I learned?"

He wiggled his eyebrows playfully, a grin that you loved more than anything in the world spreading across his face as he leaned forward in his seat, waiting for permission to come closer, waiting for you to give in. You couldn't help it when you looked deep into his eyes, seeing how badly he needed you…you had to give him something.

As you nodded he immediately grabbed your chair to move it closer, only for you to reach out and grab the table, clicking your tongue against your teeth.

"Well, I still have to finish reading, don't I?"

"But…"

"Aw, don't pout, Doctor," you cooed, turning your head and leaning to kiss his cheek softly. "I'm sure you can find a way to prove how hard you studied while I finish up."

Yeah, he could.

The security deposit the two of you had put on this apartment was forgotten as he yanked his chair across the wooden floor, settling it right next to yours. As he got comfortable you began your work again, the switch of your own activated - when it was time to focus, you could always be relied upon to do so.

Even when one of his large hands slid across your chest, cupping one of your breasts tenderly. The first touch from him was always cautious and respectful, waiting for you to say a single word of disagreement. You nodded, eyes briefly flickering to his before you focused back in one your task.

Thankful for the oversized v-neck sweater you'd worn today he slid a hand into the soft fabric, mentally thanking you for having removed your bra already when you got home. The soft flesh of your breast felt perfect in his hand as he massaged it tenderly before his attention quickly turned.

His thumb brushed over your nipple gently before circling the sensitive bud, his eyes still focused on your face and searching for any sort of reaction. Even when he pinched not a single sound left you, your face unchanging as you read his words.

And while he wanted to let you focus, he couldn't stand to not hear you at least moan for him.

He abandoned his hold on your breast to hike the knee length skirt you were wearing up around your waist, gently pushing your panties to the side - still somewhat waiting for you to stop him. You didn't, convinced you could outlast him in this little game the two of you were now playing, but honestly not really caring if you lost.

You almost lost completely when he leaned down, his tongue circling your nipple as his index finger circled your clit. You slipped - it was understandable - and a soft moan filled the room, your eyes momentarily falling closed as he sucked your nipple gently before looking back up into your face.

"Well finally," he dragged the final letter out as he pushed his middle finger into you, running his tongue over the same nipple again. "You're so wet already."

"I like reading your work," you confessed in a broken voice, allowing yourself a brief moment to forget your focus. You felt his mouth fall open in shock and the groan that he let out at your words.

"Oh."

He kept his mouth busy, as he often liked to do when you were alone together in various ways, but where he chose to focus his attention on proving his anatomy skills was with his hand. As he pumped his longest finger into you he stroked your walls lovingly, pushing against the spongy spot behind your clit carefully and with the perfect amount of pressure each time.

When he pushed his index finger inside you as well, with ease considering how wet you were now and with a downright pornographic sound he couldn't help but moan as he suckled on your breast.

You were trying to focus still - a remarkable feat, mind you, considering how good his fingers felt pumping into you at this speed and with this amount of care - but one of your hands came up to hold the back of his head, fingers pulling at the messy strands of his hair.

"Jonny…"

Your moan immediately had his attention, his mouth abandoning you so he could flash you a cheeky grin, his cheeks deep red in color and pupils blown wide as he took in your face again.

"Oh, now you want attention?"

You blew a deep breath out of your nose, giving his hair a gentle tug as you met a pump of his fingers with a grind of your hips.

"I only have one more page to make sense of…"

"But…"

"You can wait five minutes…"

"I can't," he whined, his voice ridiculous in this tone but earnest - he really couldn't wait for you much longer before he got excessively needy, but you loved pushing him to the edge sometimes. "I swear to…whatever the hell scientists swear to I can't, my tongue needs to be in you now or I swear…"

You pushed his head upward to claim his lips in a heavy kiss, a heavy groan from him falling against your mouth as you licked across his bottom lip before whispering lightly.

"If you're a good boy and let me finish I'll let you cum in me tonight."

If he wasn't so excited about the promise you'd made he would have been embarrassed by the high pitched moan that he allowed to rip through his chest, instead he could only sit spellbound as you sank your teeth into his bottom lip lightly, pulling back slightly before pulling away entirely. You licked your lips slowly, eyes holding his gaze for a moment before you continued.

"But only if you let me finish, Jonny," you warned, turning your attention back to the documents on the table and releasing your hold on his hair. "D'you think you can manage that?"

"Yes," he promised with a huff, rolling his eyes at the fact he had to wait…he understood your fears about his job but at the moment would insist there were other things that deserved attention. He tentatively pumped his fingers back into you, not even risking a glance at your face now. "But…to clarify, I still want my head between your thighs first."

"Jonny," you warned again, flashing him one last serious look with your eyes, though a light smile played on your lips. He removed his fingers from you with another huff, lifting his hand to wrap his lips around them with an appreciative groan.

Aware of your attention on him again and your mouth falling open he grinned as he released his fingers with a pop, shrugging his shoulders unceremoniously.

"Sorry," it was the fakest use of the word he'd ever used, you were aware of that. "Just speaking my truth."

But he was capable - hell, he had a PhD, he could be patient if he really needed to be…no matter how badly he didn't want to be. No matter how hard his dick was throbbing against the black sweatpants he had chosen to wear around the apartment.

He waited until you started putting the papers back in a neat stack, instead choosing to stand quickly, grabbing you by the waist and leaning down to claim your lips in a hungry, somewhat messy kiss. Thankful you returned his kiss and chose calculated movements to encourage it into something more precise, he focused on turning the two of you until the backs of your thighs were hitting the edge of the table.

"Now," he whined out in a heavy breath. "Need you now. Please, now."

He was begging against your lips as he worked the zipper and button open on your skirt, pushing both it and your panties to the ground and kicking the fabric out of the way in hopeful anticipation. You could feel his hard cock pressed between the two of you and knew he had done the best he could in waiting, but that didn't affect how you loved to tease him still.

"You're ravenous tonight," you pointed out in what could be described as little more than a purr, nipping at his bottom lip again to pull another moan from his chest. He returned the favor before he stood straight - well, straight for him - encouraging you to lay back against the table.

"I'm about to show you how much."

He found his own seat in the chair you had been in and leaned forward as his hands slid to grasp your knees, encouraging your legs apart and baring your dripping sex to him. One of his hands trailed upward and he watched in awe as his fingers glided up and down her soaked folds, back and forth, spreading the slick he had already earned.

He continued this motion, adding in gentle rubs to your clit, as he kissed up your inner thigh, enjoying the soft feeling of your skin against his lips as you moaned at the familiar scratch of his beard.

"Jonny…please…"

"Oh, now who's needy?"

But he didn't tease like you, he wasn't able when it came to you, and it wasn't like he could wait any longer. Before you could blink again he had leaned forward, parting your folds with his tongue as he ran the thick muscle through them, well intent on tasting every inch of you again like it was the first time.

"Oh, you're indescribable," he grumbled against you after he'd flicked his tongue against your clit, glowing as your fingers found their way into his hair again, holding him close. Any complaints you'd ever made about his smart mouth were always forgotten when his tongue was worshipping you.

"Feels so good, Jonny," you moaned breathlessly, pulling his hair to encourage him back to what he had been begging for.

With a deep groan he continued, alternating between sucking on your clit and running his tongue between your folds, filling the apartment with lewd sounds as he slurped at your soaked pussy, ensuring every inch received his attention. He began to fuck his tongue into you, his nose pushing against your clit as he devoured you exactly how you wanted.

And that's how he got his first reward, your walls fluttering around his tongue as you came around him, your vision clouded as your orgasm rushed through you. As you moaned his name and your shaking thighs came closer around his head he didn't stop, instead continuing to lick at your sex like he was already setting out to pull another from you.

Your whines and whimpers of overstimulation filled the room, pulling at his hair as you fought to catch your breath and wiggle. He took the silent instruction and removed his mouth from your core, instead kissing along the thigh that hadn't received any earlier. He couldn't resist in full, though, his index finger slipping through your folds and into your still quivering sex.

"So wet," he cooed, just before he sucked a purple hickey to the inside of your thigh. "My dick's gonna slip right in."

"Please," you whined again, fully aware that now the tables had turned and you were the desperate one. You knew what Jonathan fucked like on nights where he was feeling like this and you were eager to feel him stretch you again, but through your orgasm's lingering haze you weren't sure how constructed of a sentence you could muster.

"Aw, baby, that's so cute," you could hear the smile in his voice and against your skin as he continued to kiss wherever he could reach, his lips now pressing to the hips he loved to grab so much. "Beg a little more for me?"

To be clear, he was asking - not telling.

"Jonathan," you whined, releasing your hold on his hair to instead reach for his shoulders, hoping to encourage him to finish his climb back up your body. You weren't thinking clearly, it was obvious - you may have thought the two of you were in bed but you weren't, and there was no way this old wooden table would support what he was about to do to you. "Please. Oh fuck please just…please. I need you."

"What d'you need?"

Okay, so maybe he could tease a little…he so rarely felt like he had any power in this world and these moments where he had you, the most beautiful woman in the world, at his fingertips were irresistible.

"Want you to fuck me," you whined, heart bursting as he finally gave into you and reached to press his lips to yours in a gentle kiss. His finger was lazily pumping into you still, holding you on the brink of overstimulation - he truly did know exactly what to do to your body.

"You want me to fuck you?" he questioned, a falsely puzzled tone behind his voice. "Or you need me to fuck you?"

"Semantics."

"Say it."

His voice snapped slightly lower, just enough in the way it did when he was trying to communicate his seriousness - something he honestly rarely did with you. He would never yell at you, but that didn't mean he couldn't let you know the gravity behind his words in other ways. He needed you to say it - exactly it, and to accentuate his point, he removed his finger from you altogether.

"I need you to fuck me, Jonny," you begged against his lips, turning slightly to press lazy kisses to the corner of his mouth until you reached lower, kissing his neck in the spot you knew would melt away this dark streak.

He stood up immediately, shoving his sweatpants and boxers down to the floor and kicking them to join your skirt, fisting his cock and rubbing it through your folds to gather the mixture of cum and his spit that lingered between them.

"Don't tease," you whined again, eyes meeting his in a hope to convey your desperation. His other hand reached to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing across the bone before it trailed to your bottom lip, repeating the gentle motion as he quietly shushed you.

He started slipping his painfully hard, leaking cock inch by inch into you, trying to take his time and savor the feeling of each push, but by the time he had sheathed his cock fully in you there was something already unmistakably unhinged about his movements, his hand that had been between your thighs grasping your hip tight.

"Fuck…fuck…" he groaned as he tried to force himself to still for a moment, instead finding he couldn't help but pull completely out and thrust back in roughly, his fingers holding you hard enough to bruise - which honestly, you hadn't been aware he was strong enough to do so until now, and this was far from the first time the two of you had fucked.

"Jonny, o-oh my…"

"Fuck," he groaned out as he continued to thrust into you desperately, his movements hard and a little sloppy as he tried to find a pace he liked. When he finally settled on one he leaned forward to kiss you again, pounding into you with your bodies pressed so close together you could hear obscene sound of his balls slapping against you. "You're so perfect. You're so so so perfect."

You kissed him until you were breathless, repeated moans covering his lips as he continued with the perfect pace to match how feral he felt for you now - quick and hard, almost bruising, desperate to coax you toward another orgasm and earn his own.

You dragged your nails down his back - you might had even drawn a couple of specks of blood with how rough you accidentally slipped into - kissing back down to his mouth as you fought for a desperate breath through moans and mewls. You made a mark of your own on his neck, a spot he would wear with pride for the days it would last on his skin.

"I want you to cum again for me," he managed out between heavy breaths, one of his hands sliding to hold the back of your head gently. "Before….before I…"

"Before you fill me up," you finished for him, your tone breathy and lascivious before you ran your tongue over the hickey you'd just given him.

He moaned - whether it was at your words or tongue didn't matter - and grabbed your hip harder, his pace faltering again into something much for harder and carnal as his mind was overtaken by the idea of spilling his hot load into you.

"Gonna…gonna fill you…" he began muttering promises through breaths and thrusts, any semblance of normal speech pattern forgotten. "So fucking full."

"Please."

"Yeah, baby," he promised, managing to fight through the primal thoughts in his mind to carry out another delicate action, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. "Know you love it. Go ahead and milk it out of me."

His hold on your head remained as he released your hip, slipping his hand between your bodies instead to rub your clit with purpose, fully intent on not allowing himself release until he felt you spasm around his cock.

With the loudest moan of his name he'd perhaps ever earned you threw your head back, thankful his hand was there to protect it from the hardwood as your vision turned white, the temperature in the room seemingly one-thousand degrees as you clasped your legs around his waist, holding him closer.

His thrusts continued to get sloppier, and when he felt your orgasm approaching a more manageable end, he opted to ask before finding his own release.

"Can I…can I…"

"You owe me two minutes that you interrupted…when I was trying to clean…"

"Baby, no," he begged, his head shaking as he pressed gentle kisses to your cheeks and forehead and nose, hoping his sweet affection would earn him favor. "Oh, please, no…"

"Not yet."

It was a wonder that he could continue fucking you like this with how hard he was, the discomfort and need to cum evident by his begging and whining. When you finally gave him the permission he was seeking his orgasm was immediate - thick, hot ropes of his cum filling you so much it didn't take long for the thick liquid to start leaking out around his cock.

You were both overly sensitive, but that had never stopped him before and it certainly wouldn't now as he continued to drag his half-hard cock through your painted walls, content on doing so until you were a mess, pleading with him that you'd had enough and it was too much.

He listened, removing his cock from your freshly fucked sex and sitting in the chair that waited beneath him, eyes fixated on your leaking cunt. He couldn't resist - three fingers gathered the mixture of fluids that was flowing from your pussy and he pushed it back in with little consideration toward your overstimulation.

You shot up with a gasp, sitting upright just as he removed his fingers again, wasting no time and unwilling to hear complaints as he dove back between your thighs, messily licking and slurping at your hole until he felt enough of your combined releases were on his tongue. He leaned back up, one of his hands coming to the back of your head to pull you down to meet him in a heavy kiss, passing you the thick liquid he held on his tongue and continuing to lick at your mouth as it slid down your throat.

When he broke the kiss for breath his eyes were full of so much love you thought he might break your shared "no marriage" rule and propose.

"I fucking love you," he finally breathed out, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into his lap gently to continue the shared moment of pure bliss.

"I love you, Jonny," you promised in return, nuzzling your head against his shoulder as you curled against him. "In every universe."

There was no way for you to know that, and yet, it didn't sound like too much of an impossibility.

"Atom…"

His affectionate tone was matched by the loving way he pressed a kiss to the tip of your nose before he claimed your lips again in the softest kiss of the night, letting you climb out of his lap afterwards knowing there were things to be done after sex.

"'m ordering a pizza before we go to bed," he called after you as you grabbed your sweater from the floor, using your other hand to attempt to run your fingers through your messy hair.

"'m gonna shower," you replied, grabbing the other pile of clothes to add them to the hamper. He loved how easy things had become between the two of you in these recent years - he wouldn't give it up for all the power in the world. "Extra cheese or I'm breaking up with you."

"What kind of monster do you take me for?"

"The kinda monster that better hurry up so he can join me in the shower."

You took him by surprise by leaning behind him, pressing a kiss to his cheek as your arms hugged around his neck briefly. Sometimes he didn't know how or why or for how long it would last, but he knew for now, at least, you loved him in ways writers try to convey in novels.

"I'll be so fast you'll think I teleported there."

Of the things he’d lost that day, there was one in particular that weighed on his mind like a bad conscience. The reason for so many of what he used to hold in his heart as his best days, the very same that now incessantly repeated in his mind, an unremitting reminder of what he used to have. 

When he declared he had lost everything due to the incident, he was speaking of you. 

It hadn’t taken long for him to reach through to steal a look at his lost love, and while he told himself it needed to be something that didn't become a habit that's exactly what happened. Some things never changed - he was still more than happy to do nothing more than gaze at you in silence, enjoying how you adjusted annoyances as you read, the way your nose crinkled in focus, the way you fell asleep on your desk, the way you played with the necklace he'd given you when you were nervous…

He'd almost broken his promise to himself several times now, happening across you on a bad morning and an even worse night when the emptiness in your chest at the loss of him was too much to bare, the false face you normally wore too much effort to carry on forever. You missed him, and sometimes you couldn't bring yourself to do more than sob that fact into the night, clutching the lab coat wearing teddy bear he'd gifted you to your chest.

He was positive he still had a heart, because he could feel it breaking every time.

Now was one of those times, perhaps the worst he'd seen you endure, and he'd only been watching for a minute now…at least, that's what he thought, though he wasn't keeping track of time. Your eyes were burning red and you had a framed photo of the two of you lying on the bed next to you, one of his old shirts hugging your frame in familiarity.

“Jonathan?”

The sound of his name from your lips again punched another hole somewhere in him far deeper than any other. You felt him - without words you knew he was there, his presence occupying your space in a familiar comfort that you’d come to accept was irreplaceable. So he had lost track of time…enough time for you to feel him again, the man you'd spent so many hours with in the past exactly like this.

“Jonny?”

He wanted to disappear, a war waging in his mind between the profound desire to hold you again and the need to hide what he’d become from you. Instead, he was frozen, even his mind quiet as the way his name rolled off your tongue again filled his ears sweeter than any memory. He'd promised himself that you would never have to look at what he had become, insistent that you thinking he was dead was better.

“Please, Jonny…I can feel you,” your voice broke more and more with each word, desperate to plead to him enough to persuade him. “I know…I know you’re there, somehow. Please.”

What was he supposed to do when you begged like this? You used to beg in the sweetest ways, he'd never made you beg for anything in earnest, not through tears like this…

Seeing you like this because of him made him feel more villainous and monstrous than anything else he'd done. It was anxiety inducing to watch you beg for the man he used to be, knowing he could never again give you what he once did. It made him sick - every cell felt sick, every portal poisoned and shrinking, withdrawing within himself.

But one more sob from you and a lapse in judgement from him led to a wrong step, his form stepping through a portal directly at the foot of your bed before he could take it back.

Oh, how he'd missed your bravery. You were sitting in a flash, eyes wide and puzzled but not at all afraid as you looked upon him - the new him. For the first time he had to wonder if this form blushed - he felt his cheeks heating like he would have before, but that didn't mean they looked the same. You leaned against the headboard, away from him which was exactly the opposite of the pull you felt to him.

A familiar pull - one that you'd only ever felt before with one person, with your person. Your eyes resolved in knowingness and you glanced at the photo beside you before your eyes found what was technically his face again, eyebrows pulling together as you worked through your puzzled thoughts.

At least you'd stopped crying.

"J…Jonathan?"

A breath was sucked from somewhere in him and filled the room with a heavy sigh saturated in relief - he couldn't deny how right it felt that you were speaking to him again, seated in the same room…seated in the room you'd shared.

"Remember…you used to say I was so black or white," he cleared his throat that suddenly felt far too dry, an oversized hand coming up to the back of his neck to rub nervously. This is where he used to run his fingers through his hair, you noted internally as your eyes watered again hearing his voice. "Either a genius or an idiot. Now I'm black and white all at the same time…"

His rambling was cut by your arms flying around his middle, the size different between the two of you that had always been there now even more significant in his new form. He stood frozen in his place, form rigid as you squeezed him as though you would never let him go.

"You're here."

"I…I'm here," his voice was shaking and he wanted to run, he could feel the unease spreading across his body and expanding like a sickness. But the worse he felt, the more the holes shrank…everything about him was on-edge. "But I'm not me anymore, baby. I'm…this."

"You're you," your voice was that sweet, understanding tone you'd used in college with him, before the two of you had even dated and when you were both pretending you were nothing more than best friends. He'd always said it was like a lullaby to a baby. "I felt you."

But he didn't want to hear it now, and something dark and incendiary inside him screamed that you were lying - that there was no logical scenario where you were okay with how he looked.

"Don't patronize me," his voice snapped into something dark, holes flaring out again and spreading to almost encompass him in darkness, almost like a shield. "Don't. I know what I look like. I might not have eyes but I can see. I can see that I look like…a fucking freak. An abomination."

You couldn't imagine what he was feeling. There was no lying to him, he was a reasonable, intelligent man - he knew that this form was not what anyone would describe as perfect and was certainly not what you had fallen in love with, and there was nothing you could say that would convince him otherwise.

"You look like something tragic happened to you," your voice was unfaltering, the delicate tone coaxing him into the relaxation he used to always feel with you. "But I don't care what you look like, and I never have."

"It's not like a bad haircut or weight gain, Atom," he snapped. The vulnerability he was displaying was difficult to navigate as there was truly never someone to go through what he was…there was no anecdote to help him. These days, his default setting was anger.

Anger was better than anything else.

"I'm hideous. Look at me."

"I am," you said quietly, your voice dropping to just above a whisper. You looked right in his face, unwaveringly. He longed to kiss you more than ever before. "I'm looking right at you, Jonny."

That quieted him as he lost himself in the tranquility of you - you were the only one who had ever understood him enough to walk him through the difficult emotions and that was still true, even with his sorrow and rage felt and expressed tenfold. He'd thought so before, always known so with no scientific way to prove it until now…you were made for him.

And him alone.

"My Jonny."

Before he could register the movement your hands were resting on his chest and the walls he was trying to built crumbled, the spots essentially exploding into dozens of smaller ones all across his body, avoiding where your hands rested. As you lightly stroked your fingertips there they merged again to several larger, relatively heart shaped blobs.

He hadn't felt a gentle human touch since the incident, and he'd never thought he'd feel your touch again. If it was possible, he could have died on the spot. It was obvious that he was lost for a moment, forgetting the danger he presented to you, forgetting to maintain control.

But only for a moment, the horrors ever present.

After temporarily losing himself in the haze of feeling your touch again his shaking hands flew out, grasping your waist tight as his breathing came in heavy, concentrated breaths. Instead of letting him retreat within himself you stepped closer, hands slipping as close to his shoulders as you could reach.

"I thought I'd lost you forever," you said quietly, already teaching yourself how to get used to looking up into his face and not seeing his eyes. "And here you are."

"I lost everything," the vulnerability was shining through more as he opened himself to you again, almost having to reteach himself for a moment that you were someone he could share his emotions with. "My dream job…gone. My body…which was no temple to begin with but now I'm just this…this thing. I lost…I lost you. My dream girl…my everything. I lost my everything."

He saw the pain flashing in your eyes as you listened to him - as you empathized as you always had, your heart connected to his.

"You found me again," your voice was breaking again as you spoke, desperate for him to understand that all the times you'd said you'd love him no matter what you'd meant it. "I'm right here."

You moved your arms lower to wrap around his waist, stepping closer - but he ripped himself from you the moment you were close to connecting your head to his torso, the holes once again flaring in fear.

"No!" he shouted, immediately kicking himself for shouting at you. He took a deep breath to steady himself, swallowing hard as he calmed his emotions enough to speak again without lashing out. "You can't…the spots…the holes…"

Your brow pulled together like it always had when you were feeling inquisitive and you only sought to close the distance between the two of you again, stepping forward as you took in every inch of him.

"Holes?"

"They're portals," he explained, suddenly feeling self conscious about himself in ways he hadn't experienced since his one attempt at a high school dance. "I'm still figuring out how they work…and I don't want to lose you. I could really…really lose you."

He had missed this expression on you - when you were so deep in thought it was obvious your full focus was on solving the puzzle presented to you. He'd thought of this long ago and come to the conclusion that you would want to study him - to understand him more.

He wasn't sure he was ready to be the experiment under your scrutiny. But he was certain he could never be away from you again.

"Portals to where?"

"Everywhere," just like a doctor and patient, you were asking questions, formulating a hypothesis, he was providing the data. How many times had the two of you lived this scenario? Was now really so different? He remembered how you used to look at him in amazement…your expression now was truly no different than it ever had been. "Sometimes just back through another portal. Sometimes to other dimensions to other…universes. I've gotten lost and…I'd never forgive myself if you fell through. You can't be close to me."

"You just need to learn how to control them."

"I can't," he breathed out, his words exasperated with a break in the middle to accentuate it. It was all he could manage - it was all he had to.

"You can," it wasn't a tone full of false hope, it was decisive and resolute - you believed he could, and with your belief, he would try. "It's just another thing to learn, and you're the smartest man I know."

Before he could react to your sudden movements you closed the distance between the two of you again, sticking your hand through one of the holes in his arm with a deep breath.

"Hey -!"

Almost instantly your hand reappeared through his chest and a sigh of relief ripped through him, a puzzled smile spreading across your face as you wiggled your fingers. "Intriguing," he swore he could hear a familiar purr behind your words, and he had to wonder if you were trying to distract him from the complex mix of emotions he was experiencing. "How unique."

"You…you mean how freakish," he attempted to correct, focused on the feeling of you reaching into him. "This uhm…this has to be weird."

"You've stuck fingers in me," you defended, the playful tone in your voice one of the exact things he'd missed. Then again, in truth, he'd missed everything about you, even the parts he once didn't love.

"Atom…"

You pulled your hand back through him which earned another relieved sigh from his chest, his nervous breaths returning as you wrapped your arms around his torso again, your head finding a rightful position lying against his chest.

"Just hold me. You'd never let yourself lose me."

Your faith in him was misguided and foolish, the love you felt for him clouding your mind from the horror that you held in your arms - he was convinced of it. He froze, unwilling to give into even the slightest movement that would create a domino effect, unwilling to do anything to increase the risk he posed to you.

But seconds passed without incident until he'd been allowing you to hold onto him for several minutes. You were still here, still against him, still warming him up in ways he had longed to feel again for what had already felt like an eternity. Slowly, his arms circled you, pulling you slightly closer, clutching to you like you might still disappear at any moment.

As the minutes ticked away his arms got tighter and tighter, his hands resting on your lower back like you were made of porcelain.

"You kept all of my stuff…"

His voice was still so unsure, like he felt he was intruding…like he didn't belong here, in his own home. Like he didn't deserve to be holding you again. You nuzzled into him further in response, your hands flattening against his back to hold him against you tighter.

"I could never get rid of anything that makes me think of you," you whispered, eyes closed as you soaked in the moment, feelings both familiar and new.

"I haven't…laid in a bed since…"

He trailed off and you could feel the energy around him darken - you knew anger was a secondary emotion and in this instance it followed unimaginable hurt.

"Come to bed with me," you weren't asking, it was an instruction - voice unwavering and unquestioning. You looked up into his face again, and it was just like it had always been - you looked at him like you loved him.

"But why would you…ah -"

You really didn't mind the new height, in fact him towering over you more than ever before was causing other feelings that weren't quite appropriate for this sweet lovers' reunion, but it did make standing on your tiptoes more obsolete than ever, your lips barely reaching his chest. His words were cut off, a whine taking their place when your lips connected with his skin. He melted like it was the first time you kissed him, any residual panic withdrawing further into him as he held you tighter.

You felt the shift in his energy and smiled against him as you pressed more kisses wherever you could reach, mindful when you approached a spot, lips continuing to brush against him as you spoke.

"If you get into bed with me I can kiss more of you," "You're so tall now, Jonny. Can't reach."

One thing that hadn't changed was his complete willingness to obey you, to give in to your every request, to fulfill every instruction…it continued to be true as he scrambled into the bed, nearly groaning at the familiar feeling of his pillow and the sheets you'd insisted they needed again. The seconds that passed with him alone - with him getting used to his new height in the bed he once fit comfortably in, getting used to controlling the holes (when was the last time he'd laid down?).

But when you climbed into the bed beside him, the anxieties vanished. You moved as close to him as you could, one of your hands delicately resting on his torso while the other reached to his face, stroking your thumb across his cheek delicately.

It was the kind of moment where your eyes close in serenity, and somewhere inside him he felt it. Maybe he was a fool for thinking this could last, but with the multiverse at his fingertips, he'd always reach out to you.

All of the versions of you were meant to be his.

And they would be.

masterlist. marvel masterlist.

[haveyoulistenedtothisalbum-poll]

Tracklist:

The Tra La La Song (One Banana, Two Banana) • Go Speed Racer Go • Sugar Sugar • Scooby-Doo, Where Are You? • Josie and the Pussycats • The Bugaloos • Underdog • Gigantor • Spider-Man • Jonny Quest / Stop That Pigeon • Open Up Your Heart and Let the Sun Shine In • Eep Opp Ork Ah-Ah (Means I Love You) • Fat Albert Theme • I'm Popeye the Sailor Man • Friends / Sigmund and the Seamonsters • Goolie Get-Together • Hong Kong Phooey • H.R. Pufnstuf • Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy

Spotify ♪ Youtube

[thatpodcastkid]

Magnus Archives Relisten 10, MAG 10 Vampire Killer, Spoiler-Free Version

Do we think Jonny Sims has read Twilight?

Spoiler-free version of my MAG 20 analysis

Facts: Statement of Trevor Herbert regarding his life as a self-proclaimed vampire hunter. Statement given July 10, 2010.

Statement Notes: On my first listen, this was one of the statements I truly did not believe was true. The combination of Trevor's traumatic childhood, cancer, and admission that he killed a "non-vampire" made the whole thing seem like a complex fantasy. But on the second listen, I realized that is exactly how the forces of horror in TMA work. They specifically target vulnerable people so that their experiences will be dismissed or explained away by more "rational" people. You don't believe Trevor because you aren't supposed to.

Jon says he can't find the "vampire teeth" in the Archives or in the "Secure Containment Room" (Btw both "Archives" and "Secure Containment Room" are proper nouns in the transcript). Is this an early name for Artifact Storage or a subsection of it? It would make sense for the Institute to have a separate facility for the dangerous artifacts, but this raises questions regarding how "secure" this facility is if outsiders can access it and things regularly go missing.

Character Notes: This statement is a "photocopy of a photocopy," which speaks to Gertrude's organization. Something had to have happened to the original, but she had a backup, and then a backup for the backup. Even though the archives are in disarray, there are still redundancies and emergency plans built into it.

This episode also establishes that Martin was there when the statement was taken. Many fans assume Martin was hired to work in the archives, but this statement was given SIX YEARS before Gertrude's death, meaning that he would have had to work in research or another facility before the archives. This seems kind of irrelevant, but any cannon timeline on this utterly unorganized show drives me bananas.

Also, a man fully died in the institute. Just gone. Went to sleep on the couch and didn't wake up.

But Jon never knew about it.

Either Martin worked there before him and Jon was just never told about what happened, or he was working at the institute and no one told him. Both of these options seem really unrealistic because, if Jon was working in the institute, I imagine everyone would be talking about the man who died in the middle of a statement and some kind of corporate email would have gone out. Even if Jon wasn't working in the institute at the time, it seems like the kind of story that newbies would be let in on, if not by Martin than by Tim or any other researcher.

[hailtotehthief]

Com(puter) Log: 2-27-23

(B)LOG of the information I have gathered tonight. LEnd an ear if you would my dear....

anyway. i searched every mention of “thom yorke” and “radiohead” on datalounge - heeding interesting results. “interesting” meaning there werent quite many and there was a large discrepancy in attitudes. Photographed below:

a lot of unrest here.

i think it is logical and “Just” to say overall gay guys really dont care for radiohead that much. supporting my theory that radiohead is not gay and is actually awesome. 

still, i really wanted to find some guys cranking it over thom, particularly small and very blonde thom of the “90s”. i had a vision that there had to be some guys out there that that was their thing. or that there must be a market that could be manipulated to behave this way.. the search continued as curiosity knows no end until the condition is treated.

I did find a thread where a couple guys confirmed their lust. and some guy fought the original guy in the comments because he started the conversation by declaring pansexuality and the second guy was calling it unnecessary for him to say his sexuality and then added that he finds ed and jonny the hottest. another guy said hes talked about how hot thom is almost every day for the past 5 years (Unphotographed. just believe in me.).

every thing and every where is full of love, I say. .

i stopped this search and instead found slideshow videos of thom on youtube. by “videos” i mean a couple as there are not many in the slightest from the time period the artform naturally occurred in (2000s-2012 maximum). But.. some guy decided to honor what was lost and has been making a couple since a year ago. a very honorable mission.. fell in love for a moments time but he has a twitter. and is saturating the fanfiction market with thom x reader mpreg and breastfeeding and the like (more points for love_but i cannot compete with that). if you are that guy and find this tumblr post i have no apology for you, but a clarification that this just happens in small moments naturally and all should be in love with the world. and its basically the same as when i had gotten the fabric to make a plush of a modified bear and the fabric cutting guy at joanns asked me more about it and it made me blush lots for 1 day then it all returned to the earth. it keeps going and we all keep experiencing each other in this world and getting whatever consequences out of it. something like that...

In my research i had also found out about reported “Bootlegs” that have popped up at multiple thrift shops and are officially recognized on the internet (discogs) like “Ground Control To Major Thom”. I have also fallen deeply for this. If anyone could get their hands on a copy of this id give any thing i can in return for ever.

i have had Banana Co on for quite some time and im not sure why. premonitions perhaps......

here is a little picture i had made of Mituna in recent times but worlds away.

[thecookieverse]

Cookieverse: Schools

Milkyway Elementary

Known Students

Alfajor Cookie (Inez)

Apple Cookie

Apple Dodger Cookie (Ferb)

Astronaut Food Cookie (Dib Membrane)

Babosa Cookie (Tanis)

Banana Pancake Cookie (Quincy)

Basil Cookie (Buttercup)

Bell Pepper Cookie

Berry Gel Cookie (Sally)

Berry Smoothie Cookie (Keesha)

Bitter Melon Cookie (Violet)

Blackberry Pie Cookie (Schroeder)

Blue Corn Cookie (Boomer)

Blue Taro Cookie (Tim)

Blueberry Kulfi Cookie (Baljeet)

Blueberry Jam Cookie (Lucy)

Burrito Cookie (K.O.)

Candy Bone Cookie (Skid)

Candy Jack Cookie (Ralphie)

Carrot Puff Cookie (Arnold)

Cavatappi Cookie (Frieda)

Champurrado Cookie (Carlos)

Chili Dog Cookie (Hoagie P. Gilligan Jr./Numbuh 2)

Chocolate Swirl Cookie (Jimmy Neutron)

Concord Juice Cookie (Sibella)

Coney Dog Cookie (Winnie)

Cornflower Cookie (Franklin)

Cranberry Flan Cookie (Jackie)

Cream Pie Cookie (Charlotte)

Cucumber Cookie (Dendy)

Daffodil Cookie (Dorothy Ann)

Dandelion Cookie (Jimmy)

Dirt Cake Cookie (Pigpen)

Ditalini Cookie (Leo)

Farfalle Cookie (Annie)

Food Coloring Cookie (Adeleine)

Fruit Punch Cookie (PPG!Brick)

Ghost Pipe Cookie (Phantasma)

Gold Truffle Cookie (Princess Morbucks)

Gouda Cookie (Buford)

Green Bean Cookie (Phoebe)

Hokey Pokey Cookie (Wallabee Beetles/Numbuh 4)

Honeydew Cookie (Elsa Frankenteen)

Key Lime Cookie (Cyberchase!Matt)

Lemon Gel Cookie (Charlie Brown)

Marshmallow Bunny Cookie (Panini)

Matcha Choco Cookie (Kuki Sanban/Numbuh 3)

Mellowcreme Pumpkin Cookie (Pump)

Mint Cream Cookie (Peppermint Patty)

Mochi Cookie (Wanda)

Nori Cookie (Butch)

Oleander Cookie (Grim Adventures!Mandy)

Orchid Cookie (June)

Pink Lemonade Cookie (Blossom)

Pixy Powder Cookie (Timmy Turner)

Pudding Pop Cookie (Chowder)

Pumpkin Brownie Cookie (Marcie)

Raspberry Jam Cookie (Linus)

Salsa Chip Cookie (Phineas)

Salted Caramel Cookie (Abigail Lincoln/Numbuh 5)

Soda Bread Cookie (Fanny Fulbright/Numbuh 86)

Soft Serve Cookie (Funkin Dusk)

Strawberry Fool Cookie (Nigel Uno/Numbuh 1)

Sufganiyah Cookie (Isabella)

Sugar Cookie (Bubbles)

Star Jelly Cookie (Zim)

Tangelo Cookie (Billy)

Tangerine Tanghulu Cookie

Vieux Lille Cookie (Sarah)

Walnut Cookie

Former Students

Five-Layer Cookie (DCFDTL); were kidnapped and brainglazed by Black Olive Cookie (Father)

Tarator Cookie (Vendetta); Expelled for horrific bullying and her dessert monster creations hurting other students. Also the incident where she tried to take over the school on show-and-tell day. That too.

Known Faculty

Beacon Apple Cookie (Bea Spells-A-Lot, part-time tutor)

Gelatin Cookie (Edd/Double D, part-time science tutor)

Honeycrisp Apple Cookie (Ms. Frizzle, teacher)

McIntosh Red Cookie (Will Wedgewood/Wonder-Red; teacher)

Nigiri Cookie (Makoto Nijima, part-time tutor)

Orange Pippin Cookie (Ms. Keene, teacher)

Sucrose Junior High

Known Students

Apple Pie Cookie (Paula Polestar)

Beacon Apple Cookie (Bea Spells-A-Lot)

Blueberry Churro Cookie (Frida Suarez)

Bratwurst Cookie (Rolf)

Camembert Cookie (Ed)

Candy Jewel Cookie (Jewel Sparkles)

Caprese Salad Cookie (Kevin)

Chocolate Truffle Cookie (Trixie Carter)

Circus Peanut Cookie (Peanut Big Top)

Custard Doughnut Cookie (Jeff Andonuts)

Ergot Cookie (Hotaru Tomoe/Sailor Saturn)

Fish Stick Cookie (Lee Kanker)

Garlic Cookie (EW!Dawn)

Gelatin Cookie (Edd/Double D)

Granola Cookie (Jonny)

Grape Jam Cookie (Mabel)

Gum Scrap Cookie (Ness)

Jawbreaker Cookie (Eddy)

Lanatus Dragon Cookie (Jake Long)

Lemon Swirl Cookie (Lucas)

Limburger Cookie (May Kanker)

Mashed Potato Cookie (Marie Kanker)

Orange Swirl Cookie (Claus)

Passion Fruit Cookie (Nazz)

Peanut Butter Cookie (Dipper)

Pork Rind Cookie (Porky Minch)

Prickly Pear Cookie (Kumatora)

Rocket Pop Cookie (Dot Starlight)

Russet Potato Cookie (Arthur “Spud” Spudinski)

Spaghetti Marinara Cookie (Spot Splatter Splash)

Sprinkle Cookie (Crumbs Sugar Cookie)

Valerian Cookie (Pillow Featherbed)

Whipped Cocoa Cookie (Mittens Fluff 'N' Stuff)

White Truffle Cookie (Pacifica Northwest)

Yellow Lily Cookie (Rose)

Fructose High School

Known Students

Ackee Fruit Cookie (Monika)

Apple Cider Cookie (Applejack)

Beef Bowl Cookie (Yu Narukami)

Berry Soda Cookie (Ami Mizuno/Sailor Mercury)

Blackberry Cheesecake Cookie (Totally Spies!Mandy)

Black Currant Cookie (Raven)

Black Rose Cookie (Sam Manson)

Buffalo Sauce Cookie (Randy Cunningham)

California Roll Cookie (Naoto Shirogane)

Candy Ring Cookie (Rarity)

Chamomile Cookie (Yuri)

Chocolate Crepe Cookie (Ann Takamaki)

Clam Cookie (Cyborg)

Confetti Cake Cookie (Pinkie Pie)

Cordyceps Cookie (Shawn)

Coriander Cookie (Starfire)

Creme Sandwich Cookie (Danny Fenton/Phantom)

Curly Fry Cookie (Howard Weinerman)

Curry Cookie (Futaba Sakura)

Gala Apple Cookie (Sammy)

Gateau Cookie (Vanessa)

Gummy Fish Cookie (Lagoona Blue)

Haricot Vert Cookie (Jean-Sebastian Renault/Wonder-Green)

Hero Cookie

Jelly Worm Cookie (Ghoulia Yelps)

Kale Cookie (Robin)

Katsu Sando Cookie (Akira Kurusu/Joker)

Kumquat Cookie (Leshawna)

Lemon Mint Cookie (Frankie Stein)

Marshmallow Pie Cookie (Usagi Tsukino/Sailor Moon)

Manju Cookie (Yukiko Amagi)

Meat Bun Cookie (Ryuji Sakamoto)

Melopita Cookie (Cleo de Nile)

MRE Cookie (TD!Brick)

Myrtle Cookie (Minako Aino/Sailor Venus)

Nanaimo Bar Cookie (Owen)

Nigiri Cookie (Makoto Nijima)

Orange Blossom Cookie (Zoey)

Orange Creme Cookie (Jasmine “Jazz” Fenton)

Orzo Cookie (Mike)

Pansy Cookie (Fluttershy)

Papanași Cookie (Mariana Kretzulesco/Wonder-Pink)

Pepperoni Pizza Cookie (Geoff)

Pink Licorice Cookie (Draculaura)

Pizza Cookie

Pizza Pocket Cookie (Total Drama!Sam)

Poppy Seed Cookie (Clover)

Potato Stew Cookie (Yosuke Hanamura)

Protein Bar Cookie (Tyler)

Purple Tea Cookie (Sierra)

Red Delicious Cookie (Amy)

Ruby Choco Cookie (Sayori)

Salsa Cookie (Candace)

Samosa Cookie (Noah)

Sandwich Cookie

Seaweed Brownie Cookie (Bridgette)

Shaved Ice Cookie (Abbey Bominable)

Sour Straw Cookie (Tucker Foley)

Some Total Drama contestants (Excluding Biscuit Cookie/Ezekiel, obviously.)

Sports Drink Cookie (Rainbow Dash)

Steak Cookie (Chie Satonaka)

Strawberry Cupcake Cookie (Natsuki)

Tin Cookie (Makoto Kino/Sailor Jupiter)

Toaster Tart Cookie (Harold)

Tofu Cookie (Beast Boy)

Vegemite Cookie (TD!Jasmine)

Veggie Chip Cookie (Totally Spies!Sam)

Vichyssoise Cookie (Rise Kujikawa)

Watermelon Snake Cookie (Deuce Gorgon)

Wolfsbane Cookie (Clawdeen Wolf)

Wonton Cookie (Alex)

Yakitori Cookie (Kanji Tatsumi)

Former Students

Cobalt Cookie (Scarlett; Expelled after it was discovered that she was trying to recruit students to the Cookies of Darkness)

Dagwood Sandwich Cookie (Norville “Shaggy” Rogers; graduated)

Deviled Egg Cookie (Fred Jones; graduated)

Sweet Potato Cookie (Velma Dinkley; graduated)

Toxic Sludge Cookie (Izzy; expelled due to her crazy antics)

Patisserie Academy

A high-end private high school.

Known Students

Buttered Pancake Cookie (Goro Akechi)

Champagne Cookie (Mitsuru Kirijo)

Chicken Salad Cookie (Haruka Tenou/Sailor Uranus)

Coffee Crisp Cookie (Cody)

Fruit Salad Cookie (Haru Okumura)

Galette Cookie (Lindsay)

Jagariko Cookie (Yusuke Kitagawa)

Loco Moco Cookie (Justin)

Rose Water Cookie (Senpai/Kenji Sakubara)

Saba Sashimi Cookie (Michiru Kaiou/Sailor Neptune)

Saffron Cookie (Alejandro)

Sashimi Cookie (Heather)

Tuxedo Cake Cookie (Mamoru Chiba/Tuxedo Mask)

Watercress Cookie (Dakota)

Former Students

Blueberry Cheesecake Cookie (Daphne Blake; graduated)

Sugarcane Academy

A university/college

Known Students

Black Rice Cookie (Krishna Ramanujon/Wonder Black)

Blackthorn Cookie (Faith Fernandez)

Blueberry Tart Cookie (Vicky Schmidt)

Calla Lily Cookie (Joy Johnson-Johijima)

Cherry Pepper Cookie (Amira Rashid)

Cypress Cookie (Setsuna Meiou/Sailor Pluto)

Elderberry Cookie (Oz)

Filius Blue Cookie (Dahlia Aquino)

Ghost Pepper Cookie (Damien LeVey)

Gummy Hoop Cookie (Gogo)

Henbane Cookie (Hope Halko)

Ikasumi Pasta Cookie (Zoe)

Keema Cookie (Aaravi Mishra)

Maki Roll Cookie (Hiro Hamada)

Potato Chip Cookie (Scott Howl)

Purple Kale Cookie (Liam de Lioncourt)

Rafflesia Cookie (Brian Yu)

Saltwater Taffy Cookie (Miranda Vanderbilt)

Sour Snake Cookie (Vera Oberlin)

Taco Cookie (Fred Frederickson IV)

Vodka Cookie (Polly Geist)

Yuzu Cookie (Honey Lemon)

Zucchini Cookie (Wasabi)

Former Students

Slushie Cookie (Boyfriend/Jacob; Dropped out)

Parfaedia Institute

An all-ages magic school set in the city of Parfaedia

Known Students

Acai Cookie (Twilight Sparkle)

Bay Laurel Cookie (TD!Dawn)

Clerodendrum Cookie (Musa)

Coralline Algae Cookie (Tecna)

Cream Puff Cookie

Fruity Puff Cookie (Leonard)

Nasturtium Cookie (Bloom)

Prune Juice Cookie

Sunflower Cookie (Stella)

Tulip Cookie (Flora)

Water Lily Cookie (Aisha)

Known Faculty

Almond Cookie (Preventing Magical Accidents & Mishaps professor)

Capricious Wizard (Substitute Teacher)

Eclair Cookie (History professor)

Espresso Cookie (Theorems of Coffee Magic professor)

Latte Cookie (Entry-Level Magic Circles professor)

Parfaedia Principal (Principal)

Former Students

Ackee Fruit Cookie (Monika, transferred to Fructose High)

Honeycrisp Apple Cookie (Ms. Frizzle, graduated)

Mistletoe Cookie (Icy, expelled)

Nightshade Cookie (Darcy, dropped out)

Prune Cookie (Yzma; graduated… Somehow… in her youth)

Zephyr Lily Cookie (Stormy, dropped out)

Scovilla

An all-ages school situated in Dragon's Valley

Known Students

Capsaicin Cookie 

Jalapeño Cookie (Duncan)

Kimchi Cookie (Scott)

Known Faculty

Scovillia Headmaster (Headmaster)

Former Students

Mala Sauce Cookie (Graduated)

Buffalo Sauce Cookie (Randy Cunningham; transferred to Fructose High)

Sriracha Cookie (Chef Hatchet; Graduated)

Creme Knights Academy

A paladin/knight school situated in the Creme Republic

Known Students

Kouign-Amann Cookie

Known Faculty

Creme Knights Preceptor (Premier)

Former Students

Financier Cookie (Graduated)

Madeleine Cookie (Graduated)

MRE Cookie (TD!Brick; Transferred to Fructose High due to being bullied for his fear of the dark)

Snowbell Academy

An academy for cookies who wish to become holiday cookies

Known Students

Stollen Cookie

Strawberry Cream Cookie

[celiastjamesoscar]

Jon!! We will surely miss you and your petty behavior. You're one of a kind with your embarrassing but funny pictures. I'm still keeping my fingers crossed that Jonny Boy never uses one of your pictures 🤞🏻

YES GRACE YESSS! LOOK AT YOU GO AND BEING A PERFECT STUDENT! Turning in a paper BEFORE the deadline and dedicating a whole day for studying, hell yes!! You really did make me proud, I feel like a proud parent 😪👈🏻 (wipes a tear away). More pages are better than too less! Keep up the great work, honey!

Butters, boy, what did you do to your balls? I love that guy, he's such a cutie and sounds like an adorable little rascal. The perfect combo! And who would have thought that Butters and Stinky are causing more trouble than Frank. That queen is just living her best life watching the boys wreak absolute havoc. YES THE HOT MILF!! MY APPOINTMENT IS ON SATURDAY AND I CANNOT WAIT!! She's also covered in tattoos and so hot. I hope she takes her sweet time with me...

Helppp I really don't know 😭 I wasn't holding the handle of the knife but rather the top of the blade and somehow I must have slipped up and instead of cutting the banana I cute my thumb that was right next to it. When it comes to achieving dumb impossible things then I'm a pro at it!

Hold up hold up. There's a lot to unpack here. 1) The rooster attacked your brother?? Why did he do that?? 2) You filmed it, omg that's so funny!! I sure hope you still have that video and can use it to embarrass your brother. 3) Why did you get in trouble?? That's typical sibling behavior, and honestly hilarious 😂. Justice for Grace 2k23!

Jon, gone but not forgotten 😔 I’m hoping and praying he never includes me in the pictures, but if he ever does, I’ll take a picture to show you 😭

YOU SHOULD FEEL LIKE A PROUD PARENT!!! I had been putting off that paper since like…October, and it didn’t even take me an hour to write. Sad thing is I wrote it in MLA format when it was supposed to be in APA, and switching that over took a hot minute

Butters loves to lose things, it’s his superpower. And Stinky…I don’t even know where to begin with him, he’s a mess. To make a long story short, 2 years ago Stinky got a small cut on his paw that would not heal, and vet trips later, we found out he has feline aids 😭 So Frank is definitely the only animal that hasn’t caused too much trouble, save for occasionally throwing up on stuff, kind of like Nike. I HOPE YOU HAVE FUN AT YOUR APPOINTMENT!!! And she better take her time with you too! I’m kinda jealous of you because my mother has banned me from getting tattoos for a year

Okay, that kind of makes sense now, like I can visualize how it happened, if that makes any sense. But you definitely need an award for doing that, it’s kind of impressive!!

My brother went in to feed the chickens, and the rooster didn’t like that, so it flew over the coop to chase after my brother. That video is somewhere, I just don’t know where. I got in trouble because I was ‘supposed’ to help my brother, but I thought recording would have been better 🤷🏻‍♀️

[sapphire-heart-tippy]

Oh cool!!! What does Jonny Head taste like? XD What does TipVans taste like? Does Erina have a taste and a smell? What about DIO? Does Bel smell? lmaoooo

Jonathan tastes kind of like sweet raspberries and blueberries, like sweet but not extremely sweet and there's just a hint of tartness to him, and it's gummy candy (that is the biggest thing, he's chewy 🤣). His smell is pretty similar, but there's kind of a very faint cedar wood scent to him for some reason?

TipVans is blue raspberry and strawberry sour gummy candy and smells VERY strongly of blue raspberry. I love blue raspberry and I'm very happy that we smell and taste like that 😭🫶💙💜

Erina tastes like, this is really weird, sweet and sour sauce and rose petals with a really delicious (bbq???) sauce. Her smell is pretty similar. The only way I can fully describe it is this chicken sandwich I had once with spicy mango sauce, kind of.

Dio, I'm so sorry mah lord, smells faintly like metal, strong artificial banana flavor/scent... And regular shirtless man smell? I have no idea how to describe it, but if you've ever smelled a man's chest when he's shirtless that's what he smells like. His taste is (also really hard to describe but I'm going to try) if you melted sugar on a metal pole and licked it. Like a metallic but lightly sugary caramel flavor??

Bel is pretty easy, xe smells and tastes like raspberry flavored rootbeer with some kind of masculine body wash that also has a flavor? I can't put my finger on it but xe smells good, that's all I can say 😭

(This is both names with association to the characters themselves, different faces with the same name have different smells and flavors for some reason)

[burdened-boy]

🥛😵💩

Drink:

Limbo drinks a lot of kefir and yogurt-adjacent drinks and shakes. He's been trying to move away from dairy as of late, though, so if there are alternatives that use oat and almond milk, he'll take it.

Sickness:

Limbo's liver has been heavily damaged both from alcohol, and this one time where he tried to breach a door, and the buckshot ricocheted back into him.

Ridiculous:

He's rusty at it, but Jonny Boy can skateboard relatively well. There are old clips of him floating around on YouTube, shredding around various parking lots and office buildings. There's even one where he's skating away from a security guard while wearing a banana costume.

[chessclubfriendsblog]

 17/01/23 AW

The feeling to be cut off any contacts in this 13 hour flight watching 3 movies while flying over the taklamakan desert with no lights on the ground that is earth, just the stars reflecting over the roof of the plane gives me the feeling of a paper blank self in space oddity, a reset button of identity while this horny french guy with man bun next to me make a huge effort to organize me a banana from the stuff because I told him I don’t eat dough 

I watched 

10 things I hate about you: 

5 stars for a teenage romance it’s so vulgar and dirty and gives me Australia vibes not the typical west coast problems 

Walk the line (Jonny cash biopic): 

had to watch it in German so 4 stars for cheesiness but I cried a river over the we love us but we can’t be together drama with June Carter and drug addict cowboy vibes always breaks my tears

Involuntary (de offrviliga): 

beautiful long-lasting pictures in classic Swedish melancholia but many moments that make you so uncountable you wanna quit the movie, which is I suppose a good sign.

Two nights before I left on this trip to Thailand that was originally booked to be a Fantasy of a honeymoon with my very toxic ex boyfriend who left everything behind him to find “himself” in India, I hosted a dinner at my place in Hamburg and rediscovered the calming meditation of preparing a dinner alone, listening to music like my dad always did when I saw him the happiest. The difference is I don’t drink one or two bottle of red wine to it. 

The 4th year in a row I am doing the sober january that I always broke on my best friends birthday on the 22. It makes one feel so superior to realize that you actually NOT need it.  

The guy in front of me watches oceans eleven, maybe I am Going to follow him with that. The good old classic actors gathered in the romantic vision of Las Vegas  - my mom always used to call them by their surnames - George— Brad—Al—Julia - like they are her colleges because she’s an actress too. A great genre of cinema that got replaced by cheap ass Netflix production with the worst stage and costume designs like the fucking Glas onion where poor Edward Norton plays a pale shadow of this old glory

Back to the dinner - I served my group of friends my dads Safran risotto recepie with glossy oven karrots 

I check the maps on the board computer in the moment we are flying over India and my stomach cramps together thinking at this person I loved may be 41111 ft beneath me somewhere in a tuk tuk on shrooms. 

Besides that very neutral feelings to anything up here. 

But fly ahead with 959 km/h direction Hong Kong First Time for my beautiful feet to step on Chinese ground

In front of me a group of sprayer boys like I used to date, now they seem like minions to me - north face arcteryx Nike, no skin care routine and  I can see the unwashed bedsheets in front of my inner eye. 

[drmvraskblog]

Marius's log

I went on vacation. And several times I came back if anyone needed me. I went to Hobbiton and the City.

After I truly came back Jonny and I had a chat.

I got asked what was the weirdest death I was involved with. It involved a banana peel.

[supersupersounds]

Jonnie Carwash - No Friends No Pain

The most summery, upbeat album of noisy indie pop I've heard in ages. Fun! -Kris

[brookston]

Holidays 1.21

Holidays

Altagracia Day (Dominican Republic)

American Novel Day

Babinden (Day of the Midwife; Bulgaria, Serbia)

Concorde Flight Day

Derbyshire Archeology Day (Canada)

Errol Barrow Day (Barbados)

Fancy Rat and Mouse Day

Feast of Jolly Roger

Flag Day (Quebec)

Grandmother’s Day (Poland)

International Bon Jovi Day

International Playdate Day

International Sweatpants Day

Kiwanis Day

Lady of Altagracia Day (Dominican Republic)

Lincoln Alexander Day (Canada)

Mariachi Day (Mexico)

Moss Day (French Republic)

National Bakers-Crafters-Makers Day

National Cheesy Socks Day

National Conscious Uncoupling Day

National Hugging Day (a.k.a. Hug Day)

National Hug Your Puppy Day

National Hyaluronic Acid Day

National Max Day

National Press Day (Somalia)

National Squirrel Appreciation Day

One-Liners Day

Own Your Own Home Day

Postgraduate Student Day (Russia)

Princess Ingrid Alexandra Day (Norway)

Race Against Dementia Day (UK)

Quebec Flag Day (Canada)

Sonam Lhosar (Tamang New Year; Nepal)

Red Squirrel Appreciation Day (UK)

Stephen Foster Day

Swiss Guard Day

Tatiana Day (Russia)

Thank Your Mentor Day

World Save Pond Hockey Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

National Granola Bar Day

National New England Clam Chowder Day

3rd Sunday in January

Healthy Weight Week begins [3rd Sunday]

Homelessness Sunday [3rd Sunday]

Hunt for Happiness Week begins [3rd Sunday]

National Sanctity of Human Life Sunday [3rd Sunday]

Sinulog (Philippines) [3rd Sunday]

World Religion Day (Baha’i) [3rd Sunday]

World Snow Day [3rd Sunday]

Independence & Related Days

The Kingdom of Coleraine, a.k.a. Ríocht na hUlaidh Thair Nhua (Declared; 2009) [unrecognized]

Royaume de Nova Francia (Declared; 2016) [unrecognized]

Festivals Beginning January 21, 2024

Ann Arbor Restaurant Week (Ann Arbor, Michigan) [thru 1.26]

Cheeseburger Week (Pasadena, California) [thru 1.27]

MAFSI (Manufacturers’ Agents Association for the Foodservice Industry) Annual Conference (Palm Springs, California) [thru 1.24]

Sinulog [Santo Niño Festival] (Cebú, Philippines)

United States Sweet Potato Convention (New Orleans, Louisiana) [thru 1.24]

Winter Fancy Food Show (Las Vegas, Nevada) [thru 1.23]

Feast Days

Adriaen van der Werff (Artology)

Agnes (Christian; Saint)

Anabaptist Day (Zurich, Switzerland)

Anniversary of the Elf Wars (Shamanism)

Carista: Day of Peace in the Family (Pagan)

Confucius (Positivist; Saint)

Demiana (Coptic Church)

Epiphanius (Christian; Saint)

Fatty Arbuckle (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

1st Day of Luis (Rowan) Month (Celtic Tree Calendar; Starza Pagan Book of Days)

Fructuosus (Christian; Saint)

Gobo Fraggle (Muppetism)

Jeff Koons (Artology)

John Yi Yun-il (One of The Korean Martyrs)

Meinrad of Einsiedeln (Christian; Saint)

Publius (Christian Saint)

Ravioli Day (Pastafarian)

Virnin (a.k.a. Vivian; Christian; Saint)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Butsumetsu (仏滅 Japan) [Unlucky all day.]

Umu Limnu (Evil Day; Babylonian Calendar; 4 of 60)

Unfortunate Day (Pagan) [7 of 57]

Premieres

Animals, by Pink Floyd (Album; 1977)

Attack of the Tree People (Animated TV Show;Jonny Quest #19; 1965)

Banana Formula, Part 1 (Rocky & Bullwinkle Cartoon, S5, Ep. 249; 1964)

Bon Jovi, by Bon Jovi (Album; 1984)

Boom Town or Destination Schwartz (Rocky & Bullwinkle Cartoon, S5, Ep. 250; 1964)

Bugs Beetle and His Orchestra (Terrytoons Cartoon; 1938)

Charlie Chan in Paris (Film; 1935)

Coo Coo, the Magician, featuring Flip the Frog (Ub Iwerks Cartoon; 1933)

Counterpart (TV Series; 2017)

Daffy’s Diner (WB MM Cartoon; 1967)

Dirty Grandpa (Film; 2016)

Down to You (Film; 2000)

The Dresden Files (TV Series; 2007)

Evangelion: 2.0 You Can (Not) Advance (Anime; 2011)

Franny, by J.D. Salinger (Novella; 1955) [Collected in Franny & Zooey in 1961]

Freaky Friday (Film; 1977)

Goliath II (Disney Cartoon; 1960)

The Helicopter (Terrytoons Cartoon; 1944)

Hurry-Gurdy Hare (WB MM Cartoon; 1950)

In a Metal Mood: No More Mr. Nice Guy, by Pat Boone (Album; 1997)

JLA Adventures: Trapped in Time (WB Animated Film; 2014)

Legends of Tomorrow (TV Series; 2016)

Let’s Celebrake (or Celebrate) (Fleischer Cartoon; 1938)

The Little Cut-Up (Noveltoons Cartoon; 1949)

No Strings Attached (Film; 2011)

One O’Clock Jump, recorded by Count Basie (Song; 1942)

The Phantom of the Opera (Film; 2005)

Portlandia (TV Series; 2011)

The Power of Sympathy or the Triumph of Nature, by William Hill Brown (Novel; 1789) [1st American Novel]

Saved (Film; 2004)

Sideways (Film; 2005)

Toby Tyler (Film; 1960)

Tyrannosaurus Debt (Money Rock Cartoon; Schoolhouse Rock; 1996)

Unstoppable, by Sia (Song; 2016)

White Noise, by Don DeLillo (Novel; 1985)

Yanky Clippers (Oswald the Lucky Rabbit Cartoon; 1929)

The Year of Living Dangerously (Film; 1983)

The Year Without a Santa Claus, by Phyllis McGinley (Children’s Book; 1957)

Zip ’N Snort (WB MM Cartoon; 1961)

Today’s Name Days

Agnes, Ines, Meinrad (Austria)

Maksim (Bulgaria)

Agneza, Janja, Neža (Croatia)

Běla (Czech Republic)

Agnes (Denmark)

Age, Agi, Agne, Agnes, Agneta, Aune, Auni, Ines, Neta (Estonia)

Aune, Auni, Netta, Oona (Finland)

Agnès (France)

Agnes, Ines, Meinrad (Germany)

Agne, Agni, Evgenios, Maximos, Neofytos, Patroklos (Greece)

Ágnes (Hungary)

Agnese, Ines (Italy)

Agne, Agnese, Agnija, Agnis (Latvia)

Agnietė, Galiginas, Garsė (Lithuania)

Agnes, Agnete (Norway)

Agnieszka, Epifani, Jarosław, Jarosława, Jerosława, Marcela (Poland)

Maxim (Romania)

Vincent (Slovakia)

Fructuoso, Inés (Spain)

Agnes, Agneta (Sweden)

Candid, Candida, Candace, Eugene, Slavko, Yaroslav (Ukraine)

Agnes, Ethan, Inez, Mayer, Maynard, Ynez (USA)

Today is Also��

Day of Year: Day 21 of 2024; 345 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 7 of week 3 of 2024

Celtic Tree Calendar: Luis (Rowan) [Day 1 of 28]

Chinese: Month 12 (Yi-Chou), Day 11 (Jia-Shen)

Chinese Year of the: Rabbit 4721 (until February 10, 2024)

Hebrew: 11 Shevat 5784

Islamic: 10 Rajab 1445

J Cal: 21 White; Sevenday [21 of 30]

Julian: 8 January 2024

Moon: 85%: Waxing Gibbous

Positivist: 21 Moses (1st Month) [Confucius]

Runic Half Month: Peorth (Womb, Dice Cup) [Day 12 of 15]

Season: Winter (Day 32 of 89)

Zodiac: Capricorn (Day 31 of 31)

Calendar Changes

Luis (Rowan) [Celtic Tree Calendar; Month 1 of 13]

[brookstonalmanac]

Holidays 1.21

Holidays

Altagracia Day (Dominican Republic)

American Novel Day

Babinden (Day of the Midwife; Bulgaria, Serbia)

Concorde Flight Day

Derbyshire Archeology Day (Canada)

Errol Barrow Day (Barbados)

Fancy Rat and Mouse Day

Feast of Jolly Roger

Flag Day (Quebec)

Grandmother’s Day (Poland)

International Bon Jovi Day

International Playdate Day

International Sweatpants Day

Kiwanis Day

Lady of Altagracia Day (Dominican Republic)

Lincoln Alexander Day (Canada)

Mariachi Day (Mexico)

Moss Day (French Republic)

National Bakers-Crafters-Makers Day

National Cheesy Socks Day

National Conscious Uncoupling Day

National Hugging Day (a.k.a. Hug Day)

National Hug Your Puppy Day

National Hyaluronic Acid Day

National Max Day

National Press Day (Somalia)

National Squirrel Appreciation Day

One-Liners Day

Own Your Own Home Day

Postgraduate Student Day (Russia)

Princess Ingrid Alexandra Day (Norway)

Race Against Dementia Day (UK)

Quebec Flag Day (Canada)

Sonam Lhosar (Tamang New Year; Nepal)

Red Squirrel Appreciation Day (UK)

Stephen Foster Day

Swiss Guard Day

Tatiana Day (Russia)

Thank Your Mentor Day

World Save Pond Hockey Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

National Granola Bar Day

National New England Clam Chowder Day

3rd Sunday in January

Healthy Weight Week begins [3rd Sunday]

Homelessness Sunday [3rd Sunday]

Hunt for Happiness Week begins [3rd Sunday]

National Sanctity of Human Life Sunday [3rd Sunday]

Sinulog (Philippines) [3rd Sunday]

World Religion Day (Baha’i) [3rd Sunday]

World Snow Day [3rd Sunday]

Independence & Related Days

The Kingdom of Coleraine, a.k.a. Ríocht na hUlaidh Thair Nhua (Declared; 2009) [unrecognized]

Royaume de Nova Francia (Declared; 2016) [unrecognized]

Festivals Beginning January 21, 2024

Ann Arbor Restaurant Week (Ann Arbor, Michigan) [thru 1.26]

Cheeseburger Week (Pasadena, California) [thru 1.27]

MAFSI (Manufacturers’ Agents Association for the Foodservice Industry) Annual Conference (Palm Springs, California) [thru 1.24]

Sinulog [Santo Niño Festival] (Cebú, Philippines)

United States Sweet Potato Convention (New Orleans, Louisiana) [thru 1.24]

Winter Fancy Food Show (Las Vegas, Nevada) [thru 1.23]

Feast Days

Adriaen van der Werff (Artology)

Agnes (Christian; Saint)

Anabaptist Day (Zurich, Switzerland)

Anniversary of the Elf Wars (Shamanism)

Carista: Day of Peace in the Family (Pagan)

Confucius (Positivist; Saint)

Demiana (Coptic Church)

Epiphanius (Christian; Saint)

Fatty Arbuckle (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

1st Day of Luis (Rowan) Month (Celtic Tree Calendar; Starza Pagan Book of Days)

Fructuosus (Christian; Saint)

Gobo Fraggle (Muppetism)

Jeff Koons (Artology)

John Yi Yun-il (One of The Korean Martyrs)

Meinrad of Einsiedeln (Christian; Saint)

Publius (Christian Saint)

Ravioli Day (Pastafarian)

Virnin (a.k.a. Vivian; Christian; Saint)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Butsumetsu (仏滅 Japan) [Unlucky all day.]

Umu Limnu (Evil Day; Babylonian Calendar; 4 of 60)

Unfortunate Day (Pagan) [7 of 57]

Premieres

Animals, by Pink Floyd (Album; 1977)

Attack of the Tree People (Animated TV Show;Jonny Quest #19; 1965)

Banana Formula, Part 1 (Rocky & Bullwinkle Cartoon, S5, Ep. 249; 1964)

Bon Jovi, by Bon Jovi (Album; 1984)

Boom Town or Destination Schwartz (Rocky & Bullwinkle Cartoon, S5, Ep. 250; 1964)

Bugs Beetle and His Orchestra (Terrytoons Cartoon; 1938)

Charlie Chan in Paris (Film; 1935)

Coo Coo, the Magician, featuring Flip the Frog (Ub Iwerks Cartoon; 1933)

Counterpart (TV Series; 2017)

Daffy’s Diner (WB MM Cartoon; 1967)

Dirty Grandpa (Film; 2016)

Down to You (Film; 2000)

The Dresden Files (TV Series; 2007)

Evangelion: 2.0 You Can (Not) Advance (Anime; 2011)

Franny, by J.D. Salinger (Novella; 1955) [Collected in Franny & Zooey in 1961]

Freaky Friday (Film; 1977)

Goliath II (Disney Cartoon; 1960)

The Helicopter (Terrytoons Cartoon; 1944)

Hurry-Gurdy Hare (WB MM Cartoon; 1950)

In a Metal Mood: No More Mr. Nice Guy, by Pat Boone (Album; 1997)

JLA Adventures: Trapped in Time (WB Animated Film; 2014)

Legends of Tomorrow (TV Series; 2016)

Let’s Celebrake (or Celebrate) (Fleischer Cartoon; 1938)

The Little Cut-Up (Noveltoons Cartoon; 1949)

No Strings Attached (Film; 2011)

One O’Clock Jump, recorded by Count Basie (Song; 1942)

The Phantom of the Opera (Film; 2005)

Portlandia (TV Series; 2011)

The Power of Sympathy or the Triumph of Nature, by William Hill Brown (Novel; 1789) [1st American Novel]

Saved (Film; 2004)

Sideways (Film; 2005)

Toby Tyler (Film; 1960)

Tyrannosaurus Debt (Money Rock Cartoon; Schoolhouse Rock; 1996)

Unstoppable, by Sia (Song; 2016)

White Noise, by Don DeLillo (Novel; 1985)

Yanky Clippers (Oswald the Lucky Rabbit Cartoon; 1929)

The Year of Living Dangerously (Film; 1983)

The Year Without a Santa Claus, by Phyllis McGinley (Children’s Book; 1957)

Zip ’N Snort (WB MM Cartoon; 1961)

Today’s Name Days

Agnes, Ines, Meinrad (Austria)

Maksim (Bulgaria)

Agneza, Janja, Neža (Croatia)

Běla (Czech Republic)

Agnes (Denmark)

Age, Agi, Agne, Agnes, Agneta, Aune, Auni, Ines, Neta (Estonia)

Aune, Auni, Netta, Oona (Finland)

Agnès (France)

Agnes, Ines, Meinrad (Germany)

Agne, Agni, Evgenios, Maximos, Neofytos, Patroklos (Greece)

Ágnes (Hungary)

Agnese, Ines (Italy)

Agne, Agnese, Agnija, Agnis (Latvia)

Agnietė, Galiginas, Garsė (Lithuania)

Agnes, Agnete (Norway)

Agnieszka, Epifani, Jarosław, Jarosława, Jerosława, Marcela (Poland)

Maxim (Romania)

Vincent (Slovakia)

Fructuoso, Inés (Spain)

Agnes, Agneta (Sweden)

Candid, Candida, Candace, Eugene, Slavko, Yaroslav (Ukraine)

Agnes, Ethan, Inez, Mayer, Maynard, Ynez (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 21 of 2024; 345 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 7 of week 3 of 2024

Celtic Tree Calendar: Luis (Rowan) [Day 1 of 28]

Chinese: Month 12 (Yi-Chou), Day 11 (Jia-Shen)

Chinese Year of the: Rabbit 4721 (until February 10, 2024)

Hebrew: 11 Shevat 5784

Islamic: 10 Rajab 1445

J Cal: 21 White; Sevenday [21 of 30]

Julian: 8 January 2024

Moon: 85%: Waxing Gibbous

Positivist: 21 Moses (1st Month) [Confucius]

Runic Half Month: Peorth (Womb, Dice Cup) [Day 12 of 15]

Season: Winter (Day 32 of 89)

Zodiac: Capricorn (Day 31 of 31)

Calendar Changes

Luis (Rowan) [Celtic Tree Calendar; Month 1 of 13]

[fantastickkay]

Album Review of the Week: Saturday Morning Cartoons (1995) ☆☆☆☆☆

The first CD I can remember being present in our house was 1995's Saturday Morning Cartoons. I was always so fascinated, and a little scared, by the artwork. The booklet is so detailed as well, showing all of the bands involved. I do wonder how my parents decided to buy this for their 3 and 1 year old children! The cover is already quite interesting and the list of bands isn't quite for that demographic. Regardless, I am happy they did buy it as it has been a staple in my collection for over 25 years. During the past few years, I've had to re-purchase so many CDs that I used to have because they became garage sale casualties over the years but not this one! I have kept an iron grip on this disc.

What makes this album so great is the classic cartoons songs from shows that date back to the 60s get a modern twist from the current music trends. I don't delve too much into alternative 90s in general, but this album seems like a great snapshot into a moment in time through the lens of children's television which makes it more accessible to a larger audience - namely my parents and their very young children!

All of these songs have reached legendary status in my memory by now. Opening with Liz Phair & Material Issue, we have The Tra La La Song (One Banana, Two Banana). This song is very fun, energetic and the lyrics go so quickly that Liz Phair actually has to enunciate! This makes her much more enjoyable to listen to in my opinion. I love her voice, but her vocal style can get grating for me.

Go Speed Racer Go by Sponge is a little flat compared to other offerings present, but I do appreciate the husky vocals and it has a great rock feel in general and of course it is just a fun classic song.

Sugar Sugar by Mary Lou Lord & Semisonic brings a new attitude to the classic song. While maintaining its bubblegum pop skeleton, there is still the grinding guitar in the back while the vocal is softer than the original creating a fun, new dynamic.

I'm sure the reason this CD got purchased was this next track - due to my sister's incessant obsession with the show at this time! Scooby-Doo by Matthew Sweet stays true to the original, just adding some mid-90s guitar into the mix as well as a solo.

Juliana Hatfield and Tanya Donelly present a version of Josie & the Pussycats which again seems to stay pretty true to the original, even including an organ/synthesizer(?) solo which was very common in the 60s and 70s. Even so, it is quite enjoyable to listen to!

The Bugaloos by Collective Soul preserves the 70s sound as well with some classic alt 90s vocal styling.

I'm not too familiar with the original theme song but, Underdog by the Butthole Surfers is a fun rock-driven track! This one seems to bridge the gap really well between the classic and modern twist.

Gigantor by Helmet is one of the classic tracks that I remember very well. Again, I'm not familiar with the original, but I do love this version! The rhythm guitar is completely insane, the tempo on everything is really fast and engaging.

Probably the most famous band featured, Ramones, do a version of Spider Man. This one always confused me since Ramones were big in the 70s so I thought this may be an old one they snuck in there but no! It is indeed recorded new for this disc. They lend their iconic vocals and driving guitar riffs making this a very enjoyable cover!

Jonny Quest / Stop That Pigeon by Reverend Horton Heat was one of our favorites growing up. The intro is long, but the chaos that ensues is worth the wait! It is basically spoken word and chanting silliness to be sure to stop the pigeon!

Frente! offers a Flinstones track, Open Up and Let the Sun Shine In. This is probably the most children's-music sounding song and was another favorite of ours growing up. It is bright, shiny and encouraging! The vocals are soft and soprano, making it quite attractive to young ears.

Eep Opp Ork Ah-Ah (Means I Love You) by Violent Femmes and from the Jetsons is definitely the topmost favorite track! Repetitive, silly words that increase in tempo until it reaches the most unhinged levels - what more can a kid want! It also features some really nice guitar moments that make the whole thing worth listening to.

Fat Albert Theme by Dig definitely showcases the alt 90s of it all! Funky, fuzzy guitars and a really cool beat and rhythm guitar make this a very fun track.

I'm Popeye the Sailor Man by face to face is another good one that feels more 90s than 70s. It's also quite similar to the last track, same kind of guitar situation.

Our patience must have run out for this 19-track CD by now because the rest are much less familiar to me as an adult!

Out of these, Hong Kong Phooey and Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy stick out the most and standout tracks!

[suchananewsblog]

‘House Of Villains’ Star Shake Chatterjee Wasn’t Intimidated By “Tough Guy” Jax Taylor: “It’s Like Arguing With A Toddler”

After his bad behavior on Love Is Blind Season 2 landed Abhishek “Shake” Chatterjee in hot water with reality TV fans everywhere, the veterinarian/loan officer was a natural fit for the inaugural season of E!’s House Of Villains. The relative TV newbie joined a murderer’s row of notorious baddies like Omarosa from The Apprentice, Jonny Fairplay from Survivor, Johnny Bananas from The Challenge,…