#ough... top car...

[digo3d]

Idk what to say other than I love your headcanons so freaking much it just makes me happy and giggle! ♥️

HELLO THERE THANK YOU!!!!

YOUR LIKE SPAM JUMPSCARED THE FUCK OUTTA ME/POS

Feel free to ask me for some anytime or send me some teehee

[montygatorguy]

I saw that you wanted asks about your stex playground au but I don’t have any specific questions so what’s your favorite part about it :)

i really enjoy thinking about the character dynamics, since this au includes older characters + revival characters it’s interesting to see how they interact and what they think of each other.

some of the ones i recently added include buffy and ashley being deirdre’s (olc dinah/revival gb’s mom) really good friends/revival gb’s lesbian aunts, and flat-top and dustin being teenagers who live down the street from rusty and the fuel trucks (momma and memphis have had them babysit a few times)

[drd3athdefying]

I love her so fucking much

[tubbytarchia]

Quick ep 3 smallidarity thoughts as well

Jesus christ

I might be delusional after that MCC practise stream, I might be. When Joel said he wanted Jimmy to survive, to make the top 10, to make the top 5. I might be delusional. But he seems so distressed about Jimmy's deaths. He scrolls up in chat to look at all the deaths again and sees Jimmy's death message and he is worried man. And then he hits yellow "Jimmy is on yellow! Stop it Jimmy!!" and then yelling again when Jimmy hits red and then when he sees him, he keeps zooming in on him "there's Jimmy! He's red!!" and then goes over to call him stupid. Which is incredibly expected of a distressed Joel lol

Initially I thought Jimmy was going after Joel so much because he was deadset on using minecarts, probably because it felt safe and like he wasn't risking much unlike with head on combat which he's probably just not confident enough to engage in without thinking he'd lose and die. But that left only Joel's and the Skizz/Mumbo/Grian base due to the height they had (Ren and Martyn had theirs blocked off). But then I watched Jimmy's POV and when he and Scar contemplate which snail to try and explode to see if it works, Jimmy suggests Joel's and then tries to very poorly justify why. So maybe Jimmy was intending to target Joel a little bit and it wasn't just accidental... God though I understand Joel's frustration because regardless, to him, it does look like Jimmy is just deadset to get him, he questions what he's even done to Jimmy to deserve this, and then again after his car gets blown up TO Jimmy and my god he is YELLING boyyy oh boyyyyy

That snail bit is seriously messing me up, idk wtf Jimmy was up to... why did he want to get at Joel specifically... Joel sounds so legitimately frustrated about the car it is hard to listen to. Not because I mind his yelling but ough t.the emotions girl. And then he closes his episode off with "Car's blown up. Jimmy's now gonna die. He's yellow. He'll be red soon thanks to me. I hate these(?).. ugh why's he blown up the car" and then a long sigh and the most exasperated farewell. He doesn't have it in him though, not until they're on even grounds at least (if Jimmy lives that long.. I have faith..) but I know he still wants Jimmy to survive, I know he still cares. But jesus

[doctorsiren]

Let's get this dream session started

Tw: cannibalism(?)

1) I don't remember much about the first one, but at least I remember Molars™ with Manfred/Gregory.

2) The second one took place in court. The body was... A sandwich, with chicken-like meat. And the meat was supposed to be Miles's. It's not like this sandwich was his, no. Miles was IN the sandwich, he was the victim.

There were not a lot of details, but I remember, that it ended with scene from the end of Big top (with Miles in coat).

3) And in the last one I was taking a quiz "What kind of a car are you?"...

... I've got Miles Edgeworth. And description was like: "your car is beautiful outside, but there is a mess inside".

I drew the first one because I thought it was ridiculous

Also the second one…did…did Country Gavin turn him into a subway sandwich ?!?!?!? 😨

The third one…Ough so true…

[spaceistheplaceart]

Body Swap - The Exorcism Part One

finally done... ough. its really hard to make shigeo emote just the right amount... hes such a deadpan boy its hard to have variance over the panels

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SUMMARIZED ID: Reigen gives Mob a pep talk about speaking to other people and tells him he just has to gain experience by training his social skills. Mob is at 50% progress towards his explosion. They arrive at the clients house and Dimple leaves due to the powerful spirits inside. FULL ID UNDER CUT

START ID:

(This is a body swap, so I'll be referring to the characters as who they actually are but keep in mind that Reigen is in Mob's body and vice versa.)

"Reigen is speaking to Mob,his hand is on his shoulder and he's holding up one finger while speaking. Reigen says, "There is no set way to get along with other people. Because every person is unique- what might be the right thing to say to someone, could be the wrong thing for somebody else, understand?"

Mob looks at Reigen with a slightly awed expression. Reigen continues, "The best you can do is try to treat people with the same kindness you'd want for yourself."

Reigen smiles and leans over a bit, putting his free arm up on his knee that's perched on the curb. His other hand is still on Reigen's shoulder. Dimple is sitting to the right of Mob on the curb, with two little legs dangling over the edge. Reigen continues, patting Mob on the back. "More than likely, they're feeling just as awkward as you are! Nobody's got it all figured out- it only seems that way because you're not seeing the bigger picture of their lives."

Reigen holds up two fingers, smirking confidently. "People who are really good at talking to others benefit from common sense and experience." He gestures his hand out and shrugs a little dismissively. "And while you don't have common sense," He points at Mob, smiling widely again. "You can get experience!" He places his hand over his mouth in thought. "You're still in that exercise club, right?"

"Mhmm." Mob replies. Reigen points at him. "How much can you lift right now?"

Mob looks a little embarrassed, averting his eyes with a slight blush on his cheeks. "mm... 35 pounds."

"And how much could you lift when you started?" Reigen asks. Mob looks back to him, eyebrows raised slightly and a sweatdrop on his cheek. "20." He answers.

Reigen beams and holds up a finger, gesticulating. "That's a huge improvement, right!? But that's only because you trained everyday."

He tilts his head slightly downward, lopsidedly grinning, and confidently looks at Mob. "You have to train your social skills too, remember that."

He continues, "Hey, why don't you start helping me with consultations every once in a while? We can start small."

Mob's lips are slightly parted and he looks at Reigen in slight awe. "It's like training...?" He thinks to himself. He smiles, eyes shining and nods. "Yeah."

PROGRESS TOWARDS EXPLOSION: 50%

A transition panel of the top of a taxi, just showing the 'taxi' sign on the top of the car as speed lines go across the panel horizontally.

Mob and Reigen stand outside the clients house. It very boxy in shape with a square roof and garage. The windows are in triplets and shaped like rectangles. There is one small tree in front of the house. The double doors are framed by an angular archway and are dark. Above the archway is a semicircle window. Outside is a square, brick, fence.

Reigen knocks on the door. Hiroto opens the door. Reigen looks up at Hiroto, the camera angle makes him seem smaller. He is smiling up at him with his customer service smile. "Good evening, Mr. Hiroto!" Reigen greets.

Hiroto crouches down, hands on his knees, and smiles at Reigen. "Good evening, young man. You're right on time!"

"Come on in." He continues. Reigen keeps his smile, but it's tighter and strained now. There's an angry pulse symbol on his forehead. He heads inside with Hiroto. Mob stays stood outside.

Mob looks behind him at Dimple, who is floating away. "Dimple? Are you going somewhere?"

Dimple turns to Mob. "Yeah. I can tell there's some pretty powerful spirits in there so... I'm gonna steer clear for now."

He shrugs, smiling in a lighthearted manner. "Would've been fun to see Reigen try to use your powers, though!"

"Oh." Mob says.

Dimple's lightheartedness lessens and he looks a little unsure. "But... uh... if you need me... you know how to reach me, right?"

Mob nods, smiling slightly.

Dimple floats off, waving behind his back to Mob. "Alright, good luck. And don't let Reigen get your body killed! You don't wanna be stuck looking like that forever, ahaa!~"

END ID

[broareweabouttoviberightnow]

watchin Tex yall know what that means!! first 1/2 of tex thoughts!!

seein matt dillion go from rusty james n dallas to this is so funny to me

HIS LIL COWBOY HAT AOUGH

hmm I like masons castin. I think they got good scene chemistry already. they play good brothers.

their fridge looks exactly like mine. three things in it.

they changed the horse names. I'm sure of it. I can't remember the book ones but they definitely did. probably just cause that's the names the horses answered to but now I gotta go back n figure out the original names.

their kitchen is so cute. the tables n drapes give big dinner energy.

EMILO??? IS THAT MY GUY??? AOUGH IT ISSSSS!!! N HES BLONDE???

tex I love you man. you mean the author of my favorite book?? wrote another book?? ppl can do that??

the way he's always just shoutin HEY MACE instead of goin to get him. I'm gigglin.

OUGH he walked in n said hey the heats back on! n my stomach dropped. aough. bad. know where this is goin

the set is just so we'll done. it's in the lil things. hmm.

the way they fight is so? child like. hmm rollin around n slippin. it's so distinctly childish. knockin his brother in the face n then immediately goin to help him up. aough.

emilo n his fuck ass khakis n his joggin beside his motorcycle. aww.

the actor for Mason portrays his dry sardonic lil sarcasm so well actually. the way he delivers the line 'christ you are dumb' i shouldn't have but I giggled.

I was beginnin' to think they were makin mason a lil too. I dunno. mean. brought it WAY the hell back with that scene with him n Robert. Jesus my heart hurts for both those kids.

"get any mail?" "couple bills. I give em to ya if you're hot to pay em" "nothin from pop?" "pop'd send us bills if he thought we'd pay em" comedic timin on this movie actually shinin through so well

just when u think mason is written n behavin old for his age he's out in the woods gigglin n breakin into a house by shimmyin up a wall. God. man.

these kids are bein so loud in a house they just broke into. guys please. quiet. ur stressin me out.

Mason in this jacket?? yeah. OK. yeah. alright. he's servin I fear.

EMILO IN HIS OK STATE JERSEY N TEX IN HIS BUTTON UP WITH THE HANDKERCHIEF IN THE BACK POCKET HELLO?? WHY ARE THEY BOTH SERVIN LOOKS??

"October 22nd! I'll be uh sweet 16!" dog he's just a kid. good lord. Tex Mccormick ily. He's just so dopey man. I adore him.

Johnny in the back of that truck HAMMERED SLIDIN around. tex just standin there at the steps like 🧍‍♂️ lookin at his boots. his big wet eyes. mace is SICK of his ass. but he still waited to for him AOUGH. tex huggin that pillow. MACE TAKIN HIS BOOTS OFF FOR HIM AOUGH.

mace poppin his hip n ploppin his hand down on it n then hittin the 🤨 oh so he's FUNNY I see

TEX ROLLIN OVER STRAIGHT OUTTA BED IM HOWLIN

HIM WALKIN AROUND WITH THE BLANKET AROUND HIS SHOULDERS AWUGH

mace is just always walkin around with his hands on his hips. truly tickles the hell outta me I dunno why.

"I don't think there's any psychology involved if that's what ur askin" goddamn!! unfortunately I would crack!! I could not listen to some kid say that n not giggle!! I'd lose all authority over the situation

emilo is givin Miley Cyrus stare. blonde ass hair n blue ass eyes. scary.

HIS CROP TOP HELLO???

"aw tex ur so cute" "he's so cute" "aw ur so cute tex" who are these BOYS???

theres somethin so endearin about Johnny n tex. tex sticks up for him when he bales. when tex clears the creek Johnny's the only one to come runnin after him. aough. they're kids. that's all it takes to clear up an argument.

somethin about tex sayin he ain't never held a baby but sure n mason tellin him to be careful. cause he has. Just once. his baby brother. AOUGH. Just the way mace looks at tex in that scene OUGH.

Mace took exactly ONE look at that car n said cool. so what drugs are u sellin now🤨 man didn't even last ten seconds before mace CLOCKED his ass.

mace's look of utter disbelief when lem says he doesn't have anyone dependin on him. tex in the back like let's go for a ride!! let's get some pizza!! man mace is a stronger man then me. tex HUSH N READ THE ROOM HON!!

TARGET??? THERES A FUCKIN TARGET IN THIS MOVIE??? WHEN IS THIS SHIT SUPPOSED TO BE SET??

tex's drivin is givin me motion sickness aough

tex goin double takin the gun like 😃 🙂‍↔️ 😮 actually made me giggle unfortunately. he's just so funny to me. God bless this kid man.

now how tf did that cop have such bad aim he accidentally shot out the drivers side window when the guys runnin away with the gun was 50 feet from the passengers side. dog.

tex throwin a pillow at mace n missin completely n takin the lamp out. God these kids man.

[fayewoodss]

gautism demons

he has previously mentioned listening to music while riding a bike is something he did a lot.

(last year i think is when he did it a lot [iirc he implied it] and if you want more demons it helped him quiet his thoughts and feelings around what happened in march and his worries about “what’s next?” and “do i quit content creation?”)

anyway back to the original point: he uses music and audio books to stim a lot, and dream has noticed this and he keeps a special playlist for when george is in the car (headcannon on real people sue me!), especially on long drives to help make george more comfortable because he (canon) doesn’t like long drives.

sorry for the essay, you don’t have to post this

You never have to apologize for gautism essays!!! I love love love hearing everybody's thoughts.

I actually talked a bit about George and the sensory experience of biking and listening to music here, so I love that we can elaborate more on it.

I love seeing how it was likely therapeutic and stimulatory for him, so I can agree with the theory that it helped him through March and moving forward. He's not the best at expressing and sharing his emotions, so it makes sense he would turn to introspective forms of processing, paired with some sort of stimulation to keep focused and regulated.

Going back to auditory stimming, his main music taste is rap, trap, hip hop, and hyper pop, which are all very high energy and upbeat in sound. This can be overstimulating to some, but also the complexity of high stimulation music can have the opposite effect as it can engage other senses beyond out hearing. For a lot of autistic people who auditory stim, music becomes more of a full body feeling and experience than just a sound or a song. (I am one of those as I stim a lot to music, especially theatre music.) We have so many examples of George dancing and emoting, but when he is caught on video at a party or anywhere with loud music, he's usually one of the only people to be reacting to the music with more intensity and sensation. I think about the Instagram story from Komanche where literally everyone at that house party was standing around barely moving and George was jumping and twirling and all over the place while shouting. We fan also see this in Argentina in the bus ride where George is very hyped up over the music playing, exaggeratedly so compared to Gia, Sapnap, etc.

(I don't have the Instagram video, but I found these gifs in my camera roll. Also please note the way he looks at everyone in the kitchen, almost hoping they're getting into the music/event with him. Ough, let me explode,,,)

Interestingly enough, this year his top songs were mostly from Brakence and the majority of them dealt with themes that were depressing and/or emotionally intense. There were some great analyses on his music taste and what it could say about him, but the few accounts that had made big analytical posts have been deactivated. (Call that a golocide.) I think @/asoftliquidtongue did an analysis of his music, but I would have to find it. Though he's obviously not married to many genres or artists because he's stated several times he will play a song he likes and just let youtube music recommend and play things at random. He fascinates ms...

And yes, the audiobooks! Whereas music seems to be more for excited and happy stimming, I could see him using audiobooks and podcasts for more calm regulatory stimming. Listening to Harry Potter on long bus rides to and from school, every year of secondary school, is so interesting. He's always been more introverted, but riding the same route at the same times five days a week to school, you think he'd have the opportunity to try to socialize and get to know people, or find a friend to sit with. But as far as we know he plugged himself into his book and stayed within his head. Also with he way George sometimes drops knowing new random little facts, or alluding to something he watched or read, he could be spending a lot of time with audiobooks, podcasts, articles, video essays, etc.

I like the idea of Dream knowing what music George likes and what books he likes to listen, too. Not only for long drives, but even just in general since George has talked about car sickness and often seems tired and uncomfortable as a passenger. Dream already adjusted his Tesla the instant George came to Florida since the breaks were making him sick, so him keeping a playlist that he enjoys and stims to, and even one they could enjoy together, is so so perfect.

[kittynugg]

WOOP WOOP MORE A LITTLE DILEMMA

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62289874/chapters/161401792

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p.s: reblogs appreciated! do not tag as any ships! also the fun link thing isnt working again and im mad about that i'll try to fix it sometime

“C’mon, Grunkle Ford!” Mabel called from the see-saw across the playground. Ford stood anxiously on top of the foam barrier between the sidewalk and the sand. “I need someone to balance me out!” 

He.. didn’t move. He couldn’t! There were so many other– no, not other, just kids, and Dipper was watching him like he was the parent figure and he didn’t want to play with Mabel right now. Not because it was childish. Frankly he loved going along with Mabel’s silly games, He just didn’t feel like it and chose to be a vain little shit about it.

..Shut up, he was angry about the “child” situation.

“You’re really just gonna stand there?” Dipper questioned with crossed arms. “You went on a Merry-Go-Round with her two days ago.” He stepped back with a ‘woah!’ as a girl with blonde pigtails and pink overalls sprinted past him, then gave an exasperated comment about playground traffic. “..what I’m saying is you’d definitely do it as an adult. So why not now when you’d fit in perfectly?”

Ford shifted a little on the barrier, a few inches tall and just wide enough for him to balance on, and rose his arms ever-so-slightly to keep his balance. “You wouldn’t understand,” he declared with all the melodrama of his older self. “This is a disaster, Dipper!” His arm flew out emphatically and his other hand ran through his hair.

His theatrics fell flat, though, as Dipper bit his lip to hold back a laugh. “You’re on a playground, man.” Ford glared. Dipper smirked. “No, no, you’re right.” He put out his hands placatingly. “This is the worst. Total tragedy.”

“Exactly!” He hopped off of his little perch on the barrier. “A total atrocity!”

“A calamity!”

“A crisis!” 

“A cruel injustice.”

“An utter outrage!” Ford cried out as Dipper grabbed his hand and– hey was he leading him toward the see-saw?

Before he could question it he was standing right in front of it. “Okay, get on.” His nephew instructed, gesturing up toward the empty seat. Mabel looked over at him with that innocent smile that made him feel like she’d explode from sadness if he didn’t.

“Ugh, fine, I’ll..” Ford sighed despondently. “I’ll get on the see-saw. That’s a stupid name for.. Anything.” He narrowed his eyes at the ground, then pulled himself up onto the higher end of the grey board, settling in the yellow seat. Such an ugly color scheme! He hated all of thi–

He cut himself off with an unsteady squeak as gravity did its job and his end of the see-saw lightly bumped against the ground.

“Now you have to push up!” Mabel whisper-yelled from above him, beaming brighter than the sun above them. Suddenly the embarrassment was worth it. 

Nodding, he kicked off the ground. Gravity was once again his best friend here, gently lifting him into the air, and he’d never admit it but maybe he giggled a little on the way down. As he reached the ground again his stomach did that awful lurch thing it did when he hit a speed bump or pothole in his car and made him unwillingly let out an “ough–”

“..Again!”

And for a few minutes, he wasn’t an old man stuck in a child’s body, he was just.. Him. Laughing, cheering “higher!” every other time he went up, and grinning like it’d always been this way. Like everything was exactly the way it should be.

When he finally stumbled off the see-saw, he was dizzy. He fell backward into the sand with a leftover chuckle and was met with Mabel. 

“You okay?” She asked, kneeling next to him and then sitting down.

He dug his fingers into the sand. The grains were warm, they felt nice between his fingers. “More than okay, hun. I think the constant motion just threw off my equilibrium.”

”I don’t really know what that means.” Ford actually got more excited at his niece’s words, an opportunity to educate!

One of his six fingers stuck up pragmatically. “Well, inside of your ear is a liquid called endolymph, it displaces the miniscule hairs in your inner ear as your head moves. That’s the reason you get dizzy when you spin around, because the fluid in there is still sloshing around.” Frankly, he was happy to supply that, and even happier when Mabel nodded with interest. “It’s basically your body’s biological bubble level.”

“..Definitely the same Ford,” Dipper observed quietly. 

Ford rolled his eyes and laid back, letting out a slow breath. The sun gently warmed him and the sand around him in a way that seemed to melt all defenses he had in place. Something about it, maybe the reminder of simpler times, almost made him drowsy. “I’m surprisingly happy you kids took me out here.” He uttered. “At first I was.. Less than thrilled but I think I was just being oddly immature. Considering how bent on being the opposite I was.”

“Yeah, kinda..” admitted the boy now sitting cross-legged in the sand near them. “But, hey, I wouldn’t blame you for it. You’re going through a lot right now, y’know?”

“And you’re, like, super dramatic.” Mabel nudged Ford’s shoulder.

“That too. I think you’re just thinking too much into it, honestly. Like, last summer, before you came along, I had this whole thing where I didn’t feel manly enough for.. Whatever. So I went to these Man-otaur guys and they tried to get me to kill the.. Multi-bear..? Man, this town is weird.” Dipper’s brows furrowed, then he shook his head. “But, yeah, it was pretty stupid now that I think about it.” 

Once Ford began to question what Dipper’s point was, he got to it.

“You’re still.. Just because you look like a kid doesn’t mean you’re just a whole different person, you’re still Stanford Pines, it looks like you’re overcompensating.”

He nodded slowly, folding his hands on his chest. “Right.” Glasses-clad eyes darted around. “Maybe you two should go and play,” he suggested. “I’ll be okay by myself for a while.”

Dipper opened his mouth to give a hesitant response, but Mabel grabbed his hand and pulled him to his feet. “Hey, let’s go spin on the spinny-doo until we throw up!” She chirped, pointing toward the spinner.

“Yeah!” Cheered her brother, taking the hint, and they scampered off toward it.

Ford watched them with a tired smile, then laid his head back into the sand.

Against his better judgement he let his eyes slip shut. 

He flinched back into reality, unsure of how long he’d been dozing, when a high-pitched voice piped up from above him. 

“Hi!” A little girl said to him, and upon opening his eyes he noted it was the same one who’d almost crashed into Dipper earlier. “Are you asleep?”

Ford blinked tiredly up at her, then sat up and tried to keep the grumpiness out of his expression. “I would have been in about five seconds if you didn’t come around.” He flinched back as she suddenly extended a hand toward him.

“Lemme help you up!” She offered, and without thinking he took her hand and used it to pull himself to his feet. A mortified chill ran through him as her eyes drifted down to his own hand, then she looked at her free one and spread out her fingers. “One.. two.. three.. four.. five..” she counted under her breath.

..Six. His mind echoed, and he suddenly felt that panicked heat run through his veins.

Until the little girl beamed at him. “You can count to twelve! I can only go to ten with my fingers!”

“..Really?” As quickly as it came, the fear melted away into a hesitant gratefulness. “I counted to one million, once, it wasn’t too difficult.” He spread out his fingers and stared down at them thoughtfully. “But ten is a big number,” he stated as his ‘nurture child’ instincts reared their head slightly. “You should be awfully proud of yourself.” 

She let out some little happy noise, then tugged at his hand. “I’m Sally! I’m six!” Introduced the girl with a strikingly Mabel-like enthusiasm. It made him chuckle.

“My name is Stanford,” he shook her hand, then pulled his away. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.” His eyes drifted over to Dipper and Mabel, a screaming blur on the spinning piece of playground equipment, and he shrugged. They were fine. Dipper could handle more g-forces than you’d expect at first glance! “Oh, I’m.. ten, by the way.”

Quickly counting her fingers, Sally murmured, “you’re.. Four years older than me! What’s being a growed-up like?”

Not correcting her grammar error hurt, but he ignored it nonetheless. Being called a “grown-up” was a nice ego boost. He was a grown-up. Adult. “Oh, it’s fun. For the most part.” 

That was not exactly the truth.. Maybe he enjoyed not having to sneak snacks after a certain time but there was also the whole.. “Freedom” thing that he had to get used to.

“Can you go to bed whenever you want?” She asked innocently.

What was once a forced, polite smile became an amused one, and he nodded. “Well, yes, but like I said; not as glamorous as you might think.” Eugh, tell that to his eyebags. “You can’t stay up too late.”

“Why not? My Dads say it’s because you need beauty rest or else you won’t grow.” Her eyes drifted over to a couple sitting on a bench, watching attentively and probably excitedly discussing their daughter making a new friend if their faces had anything to say about it.

“Precisely that,” Ford stated, “and you feel bad when you don’t get enough sleep.” It was a struggle he knew all too well.

His head swiveled in the direction of the two men on the bench as one of them called, “Sal! Gotta go, think you can say goodbye to your little friend?”

Well, he’d hardly consider them frie-

He wheezed as two arms tightly wrapped around his tiny frame, then let out a gasp when she pulled away. 

“I have to go home, now! Uh, hang on..” She dug in the front pocket of her pink overalls until she produced a handful of lollipops and dropped them into Ford’s hand. “You can have these, I have more in the car! See ya!”

Ford was only able to give a muttered goodbye before she skipped off, waving at him the whole time. Once he was out of her sight he violently shuddered. He could practically feel the bacteria growing on his clothes, multiplying.. Child germs.

Just as his disgust began to morph into horror at the thought of whatever pathogen that child just spread to him, Dipper and Mabel stumbled over to him with green faces and twin grimaces.

Mabel was the first to “speak” as Dipper attempted to get his gag reflex under control, giving a long groan and then gagging herself. Ford watched them with furrowed brows until she actually said something. “I think we spun too fast..”

“As I said,” replied Ford with a smug grin and a raised finger, “endolymph! You’ve been dizzy before, it’ll stabilize.” He waved a hand dismissively.

His nephew dragged a hand down his face, then frog-blinked. “I greyed out.. like.. three times.” He 

“Ooh, impressive,” he enthused softly. After tapping his chin for a moment he pointed at Dipper with a finger gun. “Did you experience G-LOC?”

Rubbing his temples, Dipper arched an eyebrow. “..No..?”

“Hm, really? Every good scientist needs to. I’ll help you with that when we get home.” He bit back a snicker at the incredibly concerned looks he was shot by both of his niblings.

“Haha.. I’m in danger.” Said Dipper with a distant glint in his eyes.

Ford, ever the responsible guardian, nodded. “We have plenty of danger at home, now let’s go there before any other children try to befriend me.” He started to walk off toward the sidewalk, but Mabel stopped him.

“Someone tried to be friends with you!? Aaaawwww!” She cooed with her hands pressed to her cheeks. “Who was it, did you learn their name? Maybe we can set up a playdate!” 

The very mention of a “playdate” made his skin crawl, so he put the kibosh on the idea as quickly as possible. “A little girl named Sally, but I don’t want to have a playdate with her. I’m a grown man, remember?”

Mabel countered, “a teeny tiny adorable grown man,” patting his head. Naturally, he swiped at her hand with a grumble.

And when he looked to Dipper for help he absolutely failed him, arms cross and expression appraising of Mabel’s idea. ”I think you’re losing this one, Great Uncle Ford.”

“I am going to throw you into a centrifuge at my first opportunity.” Threats would surely help him in this situation!

Dipper’s eyes narrowed in that.. ‘I’m manipulating you right now and you know that but are you going to do anything?’ expression, and he tapped his chin. “That’s interesting, almost makes me want to intervene less.” 

Threats didn’t help him! What kind of nonsense was that!? That cunning– 

“Is she still here? I can get her phone number if she has one and tell her to come to the shack..” mused their sweater-clad partner in crime to herself. 

Ford panicked. “No, no! No.” He waved his hands with emphasis, then leaned over to Dipper and promised him anything he wanted as long as he intervened in a whisper because these were desperate times.

Before Mabel could really get into the logistics of the playdate (probably how much glitter would be involved), an elbow nudged hers. “Maybe he should try to lay low, right? He’s gonna be an adult again soon,” said Dipper with a glance at Ford that carried a glint of uncertainty, “if he goes and makes a bunch of friends they’ll just miss him when he’s back to normal.”

“Aw, you’re right..” She tapped her chin, squinting. “Hmm.. wanna go back on the see-saw?”

An intense look was cast at her by Ford. “I will always want to play on a see-saw with you, Mabel.”

“I knew I could count on you!” Mabel chirped, grinning from ear to ear. She took Ford’s still frustratingly-tiny hand and pulled him toward the see-saw. 

Naturally, Ford climbed on like he had the first time, and gripped the railing tightly with one hand as he pushed off the ground and was lifted into the air. Such a simple action.. and yet it was more fun than he had on a daily basis as an adult. Even the second time! It just didn’t get old! “Whoo!” He cheered, reaching a hand toward the sky that cast a long shadow against the ground.

All good things must come to an end.

“That kid’s got six fingers!” Yelled an older boy on the playground, pointing at his excited form high in the air.

He gave the kid the benefit of the doubt. Maybe he just had his guard down from that little girl.. 

“Oh, yes!” Ford jumped off of the see-saw once he was close enough to the ground. Dipper and Mabel watched with trepidation as he trotted right up to the boy, extending a hand. “It’s called Polydactyly. It’s cool, right?”

The kid actually flinched back, pulling his hand as far away from Ford’s as possible, and stepped back. “What the heck-!?”

Ford froze, hand still outstretched even as the boy backed away from him. Voices around him murmured words he couldn’t process anymore. Was his vision starting to tunnel? Why did it matter? He didn’t say ten words to him and he was already being judged.

This was just like..

Cathy shrieked, yanking her hand away from Ford’s. He felt so much colder without the contact..

“Ew, you have six fingers!?” A squeal escaped her as she frantically wiped her hand on her skirt. “That’s so weird!” Now the other kids on the playground were looking at them. He could feel their eyes on his back. It burned.

His face went red, and he buried his hands in his pockets. “I- I didn’t think–”

“You’re a freak!” She pointed at him, Ford flinching away from her hand. “I don’t like-like you anymore!”

He couldn’t move. She turned, she ran away, she left forever and wasn’t going to come back. He couldn’t breathe. “B- But.. I..” He whispered, but his words died off long before Cathy could hear him. 

That was the day something shifted, wasn’t it?

“Grunkle Ford? Come on, stay with me.” A pair of fingers snapping in his face brought him back to reality, where Dipper stood before him with a concerned look. “We need you in the real world, alright?”

The real world. Right. That was when he was brought into the real world. Found out that those who are different are hated, shunned. He shook his head. “I’m fine.” An obvious lie, he could feel tears pricking at his eyes. “I was just.. Thinking of something.” He dragged in a breath, but it didn’t help as much as he’d hoped.

He’d dealt with this for fifty damned years, he almost thought it shouldn’t hurt so much anymore, but now? Now that wound felt just as fresh as it had the day it happened. Maybe even worse.

“Aw, don’t– Don’t listen to them!” Mabel gave a half-hearted laugh that was intended to be reassuring. “They don’t know what they’re talking about, they’re just–”

“Just kids?” Ford hissed in a shaky voice. “In the real world, grown-ups will lie so they don’t hurt you. But she– she was too young to know, she’d just say anything because she didn’t know I’d– I’d carry that for the rest of my life, and– and–” He choked a sob despite his instincts screaming at him to pull himself together. “It’s not fair.” A small, broken voice that couldn’t have come out of him squeaked.

She grabbed his hand, gently but firmly, and gave it a soft squeeze. “Oh, Grunkle Ford.. who hurt you? You can talk about it, me and Dipper’ll listen! I can go make them apologize if you want!”

Get a grip, he told himself, now they’re worried. 

“Just some.. Perceived crush at the time, sweetie..” he ignored the way his voice was more sniveling than speech. It wasn’t romantic, he didn’t actually feel what he thought he felt, fine. But it would have been nice if she wasn’t so.. So cruel. “That was the day I realized how different I was, I suppose it.. Stuck with me.” His eyes turned toward the ground. “And it affected me a lot.”

But he placed his other hand over Mabel’s anyway. “I.. do appreciate the sympathy.” 

“You, uh,” Dipper rubbed the back of his neck. “Didn’t get much of that as a kid, huh? Man..” 

“No, I wish.” Ford instinctively reached for Dipper’s hand, almost releasing it when his nephew gave him a slightly surprised look but relaxed as his expression softened. “But Stan and you two make up for that exponentially, don’t worry about me.”

Mabel glanced at Dipper, and he met her eyes, the two of them seeming to have a silent conversation.

Then they turned back to him and Dipper said, “we’re not gonna stop worrying about you.” Because of course they wouldn’t. He was oh, so fragile. 

..Okay, he was at the moment, but that was sarcasm and his point still stood.

“You don’t have to be concerned, you know, I-” don’t want your pity “-can manage my own emotional state just fine. I’ve been doing it for most of my life, after all.”

“We can tell.”

“I still have the authority to ground you,” deadpanned Ford with crossed arms and a raised eyebrow, but Dipper and Mabel just smirked at him. “..Can’t you at least pretend that I’m not too soft to discipline you? Once?” 

Dipper made a real show of thinking about it. He tapped his chin and his foot, eyes narrowed with intense thought. “Hmmm.. I don’t know.. What do you think, Mabel?”

His gesture was mimicked by his sister, if not exaggerated ten-fold. “I’m not a good actor..”

“You play pretend all the time, you roped me into it the other day!” Facepalming helped him fight the fondness from his expression. “Pirates, it was fun. But regardless, both of you are very good actors and I frankly don’t believe that this self-doubt stems from anything but convenience.” 

Ford rolled his eyes as the other two Pines kids– the only Pines kids nodded in unison. “Oh, yeah.” “We’re totally guilty,” they muttered to his chagrin.

“You kids have no respect.” He tsked, dramatically looking away. ..That was a motion he regretted as his eyes caught a few kids mumbling to each other and pointing at him. “Can we leave?” Vulnerability once again forced itself into his demeanor, his voice low and shoulders hunched, but it ebbed when Mabel took his hand again.

The softest little giggle escaped her as he happily squeezed her hand. “Yeah! This was a dumb idea, anyway.. I just didn’t think kids who are okay with gnomes would be so freaked out about an extra finger.” Her eyes drifted over to a kid sitting by the swings, playing pat-a-cake of all things with.. Was that Jeff? 

“Anyway, wanna be our gnome queen?” Ford could hear him ask as they finished their game. So he still hadn’t found a new queen. Now, why wouldn’t anyone want to marry that? Hmm..

Sarcasm.

“I wouldn’t call the idea stupid, honey,” he reassured with a thoughtful expression as Mabel took Dipper’s hand and led them off the sand, to the sidewalk. “I had fun. For the most part.” Until.. Children happened. Children were brutal. 

Dipper turned to glare at the posse of children watching them leave. “Yeah, until they decided not to mind their own business.” ..Defensive, much? He looked like he was going to kill those kids if Ford glanced away from him.

Then he’d end up in jail, and he wouldn’t see him for a long time.. 

On some strange instinct he didn’t remember having, he reached up and tapped his fingers against his own cheek. One at a time in a very controlled gesture. “It’s okay, Dipper,” he mumbled, “really. Don’t go and give them a piece of your mind. It isn’t worth it.”

“I wasn’t going to, I was kinda just gonna stare in disdain at them until they’re out of my line of sight.” Dipper replied, turning his head to keep looking even as they were starting to put some distance between themselves and the playground.

How cute, his nephew had inherited his pettiness. He pulled his fingers away from his cheek, looked at them for a moment, then slipped his hand into his pocket. “..Unrelated, but have I had these sorts of.. Tics, before?” 

“Like, the stims?” Mabel piped up, pointing to his cheek. When Ford nodded she continued. “I don’t think so..”

Dipper shook his head with a nudge to his sister’s elbow. “He totally has, it’s just subtle.”

Really? Ford wasn’t expecting that. That was interesting. Now he had to know. “Like what?” What did he do that he didn’t notice, but other people did?

“Uh,” glancing up, Dipper wracked his brain for examples. “You spin pens, tap your fingers against things..” He pulled his hands toward his chest, letting them hang loosely. “The velociraptor thing– you’ve definitely done that once or twice.” His hands dropped to his sides. “Not to mention, like, fidgeting. You do this weird thing with your dice all the time,” he wiggled his fingers as if imitating the gesture, “I have no idea how you do it.”

How did he do things frequently enough for Dipper to notice, while still not noticing them at all? His eyes narrowed, and he tapped his chin.

“You’re doing it again.”

Damnit.

[velisveilka]

locked my keys in my car :pensive: :pensive: :pensive:

still working on comms rn but am opening super discounted sketch comms on top to help deal with the couple hundred it cost to get a locksmith ough

dm or email me, i'm away with spotty signal until thursday so will get back to you when i can and work on them once i'm back

:(

[meirimerens]

I think it has been a while but I remember you being a little into cars (mostly on your Twitter) so I had a question. What's your dream car 🤔

ough my god it has been a while... haven't carposted in a while... okay...

so my dream of the dream as in I Likely Never Will Get One + im aware how actually impractical it would be for everyday use Is.....

Volkswagen T3 camper van...

WITH the furniture inside..... watercooled...... pop-top because it's more versatile but also I'd settle for a turtle top.... and with the round headlights I find them so cutes

(^ this one is air-cooled)

biting and thrashing and biting and thrashing and kicking and crawling darkly.......

so many older cars that I would love to drive, but maybe not actually own, like the citroen 2CV tw beloved french Deuche... the beautiful renault 4L also a classic... but I also love seatbelts and headrests. so.

as far as actually I'd Buy That, I am legitimately genuinely looking forward to buying

The Humble Dacia Dokker.

if dacia has no fans I'm dead etc

I love dacia I love a car that's functional and dumb as shit I don't need my car to be "smart" I have my own brain. silence machine let the flesh talk.

also am aiming for a dokker because. hehe. hehehe 😈😈

[rush-the-stars]

cielo is bullying my brain: day 23

mechanic wolfwood is such a sweetie. sooooo 98 wolfwood coded. you know if you come to him with car issues, ones that other places tried to rip you off with, he'll scold you that you almost fell for it. he'll do it for half price. is that bad for his business- yes. but it's okay, he'll just charge livio extra next time. if you have any small handyman things you need help with, pop in to ask him, wolfwood will happily help. him leaning against the hood of a car or on the counter, just bantering with you and smitten during his lunch break.

we haven't even gotten to his looks, god...GODDDDD. the image of him wiping oil off his hands with a dirty rag, talking to himself about how his hands are always a mess. (don't even get me started on wolfwood talking to himself, i have so many thoughts about it. both sickingly sweet and foul ones.) call me disgusting but sweat stains on his jumpsuit are kinda- it's a little- FINE FINE I'LL LEAVE. I'LL GET OUT. LET ME HAVE FUN.

DAY 23 JKDLSJKFS

OH HES SUCH A SUCKER I CAAAAANT. livio gets so fed up w him!!!! sees you bring your car in and sees wolfwood be the one to hustle over to you. ask you whats going on all sweet. livio is shaking his damn head. everyone is!!! they already know you're gonna get half off. atp they have what they call a 'sweetheart discount' or something just for you.

feel like mechanic wolfwood is weirdly respectful in a way too like livio always asks "why don't you just ask her out already?" and he's like, you think she needs me barking up her tree? i just fix her car. thats inappropriate. but you ask for his number sometime and hes OVER THE MOON! he's on cloud nine!!!

HIS LOOKS..,.,ANON...,.,i fear this may be one of the most stupidly hot versions of him. i just can't get over the idea of him in some of those mechanic jumpers but of course he's got it unzipped to show off his chest. or the top half off to show off his chest and arms. OUGH.

also CRYINNGGG at the sweat stains. unfortunately he looks way too good. unfortunately this is doing something heinous to me.

[fakeusernamelol]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I DIDN'T EVEN THINK OF THE IMPLICATIONS BEHIND FORD BEING THE ONLY SON??? Ough... Sexism as a narrative device... <3 YOU'RE SO RIGHT Ford's massive ego. The higher he is the farther he'll fall.

And the HERO WORSHIP Stanley providing him the best he can even with all of Ford's fuckups. That one sexually charged page in journal 3 about Stanley being better than Ford in every way and being Ford's hero and the kindest individual he's ever known except make it 40 years early. I'm obsessed.

And "Ford stopped being a safe space for Stan"??? I'M SCREAMING I'M CRYING I'M THROWING UP. STAN ISN'T A SINGLE FATHER OF 2 HES A SINGLE FATHER OF 3 AND FORD IS ONE OF THEM. FORD JUST CAN'T HANDLE CO-OPERATION AND MUTUAL TRUST AND TEAMWORK HE EITHER NEEDS TO BE IN FULL CONTROL OR HAVE SOMEONE ELSE TELL HIM WHAT TO DO. STANLEY PROBABLY ISN'T MUCH BETTER BUT I'M CHEWING ON FORD RN

(also just thinking abt kidnapper Ford and bad ending Ford meeting at the same age. Bad ending Ford is disgusted like 'What Do You MEAN Stan takes care of you aren't you a man???')

And Ford slowly trying to worm his way back on top after doing nothing but raping and then kidnapping a pregnant teenager and then almost killing said teenager??? The Audacity???? That slimey motherfucker????? I know he's still in his 'Icarus didn't flap hard enough' phase and I can definitely see it but every bone in my body wants to tell Stanley to RUN

AND STANLEY!!!!!! This is so much different than bad ending because in bad ending Stanley had no power to begin with but Here??? Stanley could walk up to any police officer and tell them Ford's real name and Ford would be in prison for the rest of his life. Stanley could take his kids, put them in his car and drive and he'd still have enough money from those heists in their late teens to live off of comfortably with the kids and Ford wouldn't be able to look for them without risking being caught. Stanley isn't trapped in this situation at all and he's also been on the streets for years at that point and has a lot of his street smarts he has in canon. Ford is in his life because Stan grabbed him by the ear and dragged him along and it's gotta drive Ford up the walls. And Stan doesn't trust Ford for shit, and Ford doesn't pay the bills or help much with the kids, so Ford is like a pet to him. Sometimes some manipulation Ford said will start getting to Stan like 'Oh Ford's right maybe I have gotten a bit fat...' but then Stan remembers he gets to be fat because he makes the food money and Ford is his bitch. I need them to divorce but also it's more likely one beats the other to death. If Bill shows up in this Ford is even more involved with him because Bill said he'd help get Ford his power back in the relationship but instead Stan made him sleep on the couch with a tinfoil hat :(

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HAPPY TO FINALLY HAVE THE WAY TO IDENTIFY YOU, NOW HEAR ME 🫎 BECAUSE YOU AND ME ARE HAVING A LOT TO TALK ABOUT THIS

I'm glad you put the bad ending au on the table because between that one and this au there's a good way of comparisons to do, after all they both follow the same line: Stanford forced Stanley to have his babies and stay with him. Except that here is in a case where life was more with Stanley's side this time lol

I didn't go into it too much but even if Stanley is out of the closet he is still treated in a derogatory manner by the people around him thanks to the sexist thoughts of the time. Ford still thought of him as a destined stay-at-home husband, he would still be going to marry at such a young age for getting pregnant to please both his parents and Carla's and as I said before nobody cared what he really wanted, everyone took him for granted as a future father no matter his age or his dreams. """Luckily""" Ford help him avoiding some of it so he can follow his sick ideas but Stanley's opinion still didn't matter, But unlike the bad ending au, Stan wasn't that easy to control as much as Ford believe it. He collected learnings from his adventure fleeing all over the country along with Ford and as time passed he was seeing how much his brother was doing to just make things worse, ya know what? Fuck him, he was Stanley Pines: the New Jersey's badass, the great conman and a boxing promise, an smart-street man who has lost to much in change of nothing, Stanford could be way smart than him in so much things (and we don't gonna lie Stan's self-esteem was still pretty low for let Ford do all that things to him) but he was the one who threw the punches, the protector, the one who must be sure of them both to be safe and he must do the only thing he was worth for in his life.

I think of Stan's feelings about Ford as a bit of a Stockholm syndrome? I mean, Stanley wasn't crazy enough to admire and allow Ford to continue taking control over him, but he did still see him as superior no matter what he had done to him, Ford still had a future to pursue, he was not a complete failure in life unlike him and even though his trust was broken Stan continued to take care of him because his mind did not allow him to do the right thing and get revenge for everything he had done to him and let him rot in prison, Stan didn't want that to him. he didn't want Ford to be that near him, he didn't want to accept his kisses or feel his hands around him but he doesn't wanted to lost him anyway.

Ford was a little nuisance who was always in Stan's side, he wanted to ignore him but sometimes it was impossible to. sure, it didn't have as much power over him as it once had but it was still able to make Stan question himself even if it was just a little bit. (Perhaps ford could try to get Stan's self-esteem even worse to the point of making him think there wouldn't be anyone who would ever want him anymore because he was a failed fat single father of two except Ford and so that way Stan would accept again to ford of being more close to him?)

ABOUT BILL yknow i was thinking about that yesterday, You see i do think he would ended up in Ford's life but how much of influence he could be to that?

Because look, I'm going to use a little bit of the same coin theory here but we can't deny that part of what made Ford so easy for Bill to manipulate it was the state Ford was in repressing that mix of resentment and palpable pain to Stan, meeting someone who was just as charismatic and even called him like Stan used to was a way of bill's to gain Ford's trust even quicker along with giving him the approbation he always wanted.

So, In a world where Stanley's was still in Ford's life i do think would make Harder to Bill get fully into Ford's mind since he was already obsessed with someone being that his twin brother lol. But That could be a double-edged sword because Bill would know what Ford's weak point was and try to get him by directly going into that. Not only he's promising him Infinite knowledge but also having Stan back under his ropes, Making his sweet brother love him and depend fully on him again..

BUT, Bill was missing something: The main target was Stanley Pines (or Forrester as he was known..) not an average person, not someone he could cheat as easy as he could with his twin brother. You see how in Tbob all the people that Bill ever tried to convince for his portal ended up realizing his true intentions and go against him?, In Ford's case it got harder because it really took him long until he saw bill's true face but luckily for him in this au his protector was near him, so Bill's games wouldn't be as effective he at first thought.

Bill wasn't a real threat to Stan, that was Ford by himself...

AND NOW AS AN EXTRA OMG KIDNAPPER FORD AND BAD ENDING FORD MEETING? it would be so funny i imagine something like (tw: mysoginy, transphobia, homophobia and f word, it's bad ending ford who were talking about..)

Bad ending au Ford: you did let [] do WHAT!? What kind of version you even are of me, one who give up on life!?

Kidnapper au Ford: It's not as what you think, Stanley save us but he's still loyal to me!

Bad Ending au Ford: And how, forbidding us to take what is ours and Taking our time off from studying to spend hours taking care of the children she should be taking care of instead of showing off to others!? Don't even make me talk of how you let her continue with that stupid thoughts, no guess you're not a man but some of those faggots..

Kidnapper au Ford: Stan's helping me to pay for college, he's doing it for me! He's still doing what he should do for me, I--Im just letting him be a little comfortable but he's still mine and im still a man, Stan's not in control of me, I am!--

Kidnapper au Stan: STANFORD COME HERE, YOU'RE CHANGING THE KIDS THIS TIME!

Kidnapper au ford: 𝓒𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝔂 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓻! *🥺🥺*

[aviatrix-ash]

can i just say i love the little details you have with how Powerglide's always taking care of Skyfire (while also being kind of bad at taking care of himself- though that's partially an Autobot thing lol)?

Like one of my favorite things you have is how Powerglide is ALWAYS the one to get Sky his drinks/fuel/treats. Every. Single. Time. 💕💕💕💕💕💕

Little acts of devotion got me smacking my table- he loves his giant marshmellow husband so damn much that he just automatically goes to take care of him- simultaneously making sure the fuels right and eliminating a potential stressor for our favorite socially awkward/anxious space shuttle.

Bonus with Skyfire being a cuddler- taking just about any eccuse to scoop Powerglide up and hold him-💕💕💕💕💕

Don't even get me started on how great you write their dynamic with Starscream- We need more Salty Ex-Husbands SkyStar and you are providing and it's *chef's kiss*

may all your socks be dry and your pillows the perfect coolness 💖

Aawh hiii!!! This ask just totally made my whole day (week & forever 🥹) to hear someone enjoys the stuff I make for my silly little ship. These boys are so in love and they communicate it with eachother in their own different love languages. 🥹 I hope you're have the most wonderful day too!! 🥹💕💖💕💖💕💖💕💖💕

Oh gosh them taking turns taking care of eachother is like my lifeblood at this point. Powerglide being a good pilot making sure his beloved spacecraft is well fueled up and in top notch condition, even at his own expense (Autobots really are so bad at taking care of themselves! I have a hc it's more prevalent among the war veterans. They're likely taught (very questionable) ways in maintaining themselves (ie ignoring warning symptoms of small things- like many people ignore their poor cars check engine lights) during the war while the doctors tended to the wounded & severely ill. (Ough I could go on and on about this subject w/ a mechanics perspective & grew up hearing tales from many a WW2 vet👉👈).

And Skyfire has definitely noticed this trend among the older Autobots, and he knows Powerglide fell into some depressive habits with his health when his beloved Astoria passed from old age. He tries not to nag Powerglide so much because of that. He will if he really needs, or will personally pick him up & walk him into a doctor's office if Powerglide's being a stubborn old man. Skyfire shows his love in more subtle ways like making him healthy meals/energon or reminding him to take his medications. He'll even bring it to him at work if he forgets, he will fly to him in root mode halfway across Cybertron if he needs! He'll do the same if Powerglide comms him in the middle of the night if his PTSD is keeping him up. Unless Powerglide's overnighting at an Autobot military base, Skyfire will stay on his commlink until he knows he's taken his meds and deep in recharge.

Ohgh and as for the divorced bitter/ 1 sided pinning SkyStar~☆ (tho Skyfire does still have feelings for Starscream, they're enveloped in so many layers of salt from Starscream lying & stealing from him & him allowing the other Decepticons to steal his altmode autonomy and sell him off as a junk spaceship to a Quintessan).

I could write a novel on how while I love love fandom's soft sweet SkyStar, but ough sometimes you need a little soysauce and Sriracha on plain rice. 🤭 It's lowkey a jab at how Skyfire is typically portrayed in fandom as a whiny bratty Starscream's babysitter. Or typically (Lacroix) flavored for Starscream while Skyfire doesn't even get plain water for seasoning! 😭 Bby Skyfire deserves so much more spotlight on his own character and feelings! Sure in G1 Starscream searched forever for him, but he also turned his back so quickly & shot him!😭 It hurt Skyfire even more to see the Starscream he loved so much become unrecognizable as he changed into a murderous war criminal! And Animated Starscream was going to blow up the entire city, multiple times just to kill Megatron, Skyfire doesn't want to be associated with all that! 😭 Owhh I could go on and on about this too, but I gotta tend to some stuff in a minute 🥲

Sooo I'll let Starscream and Skyfire emotionally wreck eachother in their 1st spark to spark (heart?) chat in several million years in some upcoming comics >:3

[dawns-breath]

MEMMMIEEEE <- could i call you this 🥺 may i ask for top 5 cutest inumem moments 🤲🏻🤲🏻 I LOVE YOU !!!!

YOU CAN ABSOLUTELY CALL ME MEMMIE!! Omg I'd love it if you would, it's so cute!! T^T

and aaaah, an inumem ask, thank you so much Evie, I love you too, so so much!!!! 💗💗💗

I had to think about this for a while, the ship is still so new 😅 aaahh I'm blushing writing these out 🫣

The one time I twisted my ankle while dancing on stage. It thankfully happened during the encore, so I didn't have to endure the show for much longer. But Inugami caught onto it immediately and was waiting for me to get off the stage. He's supporting me while I get unhooked from my microphone, and as soon as I'm free he's carrying me to my dressing room, refusing to let me walk. He gets me into a chair, helps me get my shoes off and finds an ice pack. He helps me change out of my costume (not the first time he's seen me in my underwear ¯\_(ツ)_/¯), helps me do my stretches so I don't have to put any weight on my injured ankle, he carries me to the car, he's just VERY concerned about my well being 😭

In the same vein as the previous one: taking care of me when I'm sick. I guess this is more soft than cute, but it means a lot to me. I'm usually pretty independent when I'm sick and I don't really like people seeing me weak. Inugami is the only one who has the 'privilege' of being around me at that time. And he takes good care of me! He makes sure I drink lots of fluids, he makes me whatever I want to eat, he's on standby while I shower in case I feel faint - hell, he'll wash my hair if I need it! He... he takes good care of me, okay? 🥺

When we went to a cat cafe the first time. Inugami has no experience with cats but they love him, they're climbing all over him! One kitten took a nap on him and he didn't feel like he could move for a while, it was adorable. I have so many pictures 🤭 In the end the kitten had to be physically moved by one of the owners, it refused to move on its own.

This is from a college au which I haven't really talked about. It's basically me moving from the countryside to the city for college and not having an ounce of street smarts. I get in trouble instantly. Anyway, when he confesses to me in this au. We've been friends for a little while and he has this whole speech about how 'he's not the smartest or the best looking, he might even look scary at times, but he really, REALLY likes me so can I at least think about going on a date with him? Please? 🥺' And he's floored when I instantly say yes (I've been saying it a few times at this point but he's too busy talking to hear me). Like he's used to girls turning him down, and he's so happy and overwhelmed that he gets just a lil bit teary-eyed.

(Same au as above) When we kiss for the first time. We're at a fireworks festival, sitting shoulder-to-shoulder on a riverbank watching the fireworks. He leans in, whispering that he loves me (first time for that too!), and I turn to look at him, not sure if I heard him correctly. We look at each other for a moment, then we both lean in for a peck. Nothing more. But he's so happy I can practically feel him vibrating as he hugs me, letting out this little happy sound right in my ear. ough I love him!!! 😭 also this got long oops

Ask me my "TOP 5" anything!

[onekisstotakewithme]

Top 10 West Wing episodes

top 10?? ough. (can we tell i'm just really indecisive and bad at narrowing down what I love)

disclaimer: not in ranked order, not comprehensive, etc etc. I'm trying not to feel pressured to just pick the "best" and most high quality episodes, but list the ones I enjoy.

Take Out the Trash Day. This is just such a quintessential West Wing to me. Tell me you don't have a question about the pens, and I was raised on Julia Child... their legacies are safe in my hands and the whole thing with the Lydells... it's so fun but also has heart and captures the very essence of the show to me.

The Stackhouse Filibuster. As a MASH girlie first, the Dear Dad framing device is used impeccably. This episode is a love letter to the power of government and politicians for good, as well as just a cracking good story. That whole last bit about "I've seen a man with no legs keep standing, and a man with no voice keep shouting, and if politics bring out the worst in people, maybe people bring out the best". (I just wrote that down from memory).

Galileo. I also mentioned this one in my "best of CJ" roundup, but this is another one that is just it for me. Love space travel, the "I'm great in bed!", the drama with the green beans. Also hilarious that for an episode on space, the guy who play Tad Whitney ends up playing Werner Von Braun in For All Mankind like two decades later. Sam and Mallory too! Sam's speech about explorers! what's not to loveeee.

Institutional Memory. This one. has. EVERYTHING. Soft domestic openers. Everyone recognizing (at last) that CJ has been doing her most to run this WH. MR CJ CREGG. I want us to talk because I like the sound of your voice. Will running for Congress. I've seen it probably a dozen times and it's never gotten old. i could write ESSAYS on this one. Again: MR CJ CREGG.

Two Cathedrals. So like. Obviously the whole MS reveal arc is everything to me, but Two Cathedrals is the S2 GOAT. The "Brothers in Arms" sequence. Young Dolores Landingham played to perfection. The church monologue. Watch this. Watch this. Then God, Jed, I don't even wanna know you. Perfect cap to a PERFECT arc.

Guns Not Butter. The internet could never convince me that this is a mediocre episode. The foreign aid stuff alone is crazy making. but also the goat. "Did the first lady get you drunk and take you shopping?" Donna being her best, sneakiest self to help Josh (as a side note, this episode was what made me ship Josh and Donna -> "and we'll steal the rest?" / "Bet your ass."). Charlie and the food stamps letter. Leo threatening to hide snakes in CJ's car. And the pinnacle: CJ shoving an egg roll in Danny's mouth (they had sex there btw).

Duck and Cover. Season 7 as a whole is actually pretty good, even if I would've loved a little more focus on the west wing and not the campaign (just a bit more balance is all I'm asking). but Duck & Cover is kind of some of the best writing in the season, and it's probably my favourite s7 episode that has nothing to do with CJ and Danny. Tautly written, the fallout (lol) over both campaigns and the White House, and consequences that will continue through the rest of the season. Plus a JK Simmons appearance!

Posse Comitatus. Once again including this as the culmination of an entire arc. Simon and CJ have the most sizzling chemistry, and that's a big part of why this arc works for me, but it's not just their plot that makes me love this episode. The hallelujah stuff is in fact killer though, like peak television. Jed deciding whether or not to go through with his plans, the first appearance of Ritchie... if you're wondering, 'crime, boy i don't know' is when I decided to kick your ass. And then... the crowning achievement of the episode is the final montage -> what's happening on stage juxtaposed with what's happening in Bermuda, and through it all, the lyrics "and victorious in war shall be made glorious in peace." One of the best season finales not named Two Cathedrals.

He Shall, From Time to Time... There was simply no way, no way this was being left off my top 10 list (there were some painful cuts but this was staying). THEE MS reveal episode. All because Aaron wanted a scene with Jed watching daytime TV. The State of the Union. Sam and Mallory. The CJ/Danny kiss. Reframing "the era of big government is over." Abbey and Jed! (This is probably my favourite JedAbbey episode tbh). And then scene between Leo and Jed where they talk about the MS is unbeatable.

The Short List. This is another quintessential West Wing Episode (TM) for me. You've got a major political moment (announcing a Supreme Court justice) on top of the personal (the drug thing). The introduction of Danny and Josh's friendship. Mendoza. Leo's history. And most importantly... Gail the goldfish. (Which I believe TB has said was his favourite scene he did with Allison, as it rightfully should be).

Drought Conditions. I know I said top 10 but hear me out. This was season 6 returning to the strengths of the early seasons, helmed by Debora Cahn (of The Supremes and Institutional Memory, among other TWW classics). The campaigns returning to the White House, the Rafferty bait-and-switch. The friendships. The return of Cliff Calley. The gala at the end! (I have a soft spot for Kate and Will, so that didn't hurt). It's just SUCH a good episode all around.

Honourable mentions go to:

The State Dinner, The two Inaugurations (snowball fight, "what is it you'd do exactly to have me", etc), The Stormy Present (Former presidents! Toby singing suicide is painless!), Internal Displacement (Men are like salmon), most of season 1, King Corn, and 2162 Votes...