#rip to the farmer guy though lmao

[show-us-kaidenshenandoah]

i was watching the movie again and went "...wait a second" at the designs of The Gammas (or Gamma Mu Mu). i looked up trivia and couldn't find anything to confirm (or deny, i guess) my thoughts, so i guess?? this is a theory? (someone with a DVD/Bluray version, please check the Special Features for me to see if anyone mentions this. i have no idea) i'm surprised i haven't seen this parallel thrown around more but yeah, i think im onto something if this is a new thought in the Goofy Movies fanbase lol

sorry for the low quality of the image, ill type the transcript up in the post to make up for how blurry my text is. there just isn't a lot of pictures of these guys, period, much less that i could find of this specific scene so i could make my point

but yeah, my theory is The Gammas are all based off the classic villains in the Mickey-Donald-Goofy multiverse (plus Bigfoot, but i know many people noticed the redhead member of the Gammas is just "a shaved down version of Bigfoot" from the first "A Goofy Movie" lol)

(also, im a novice at learning about this extended Mickey-Donald-Goofy multiverse, im still new to the Carl Banks comics and havent seen all the media. so forgive me if im wrong at any point and please kindly correct me ♡)

so there's:

named: Bradley Uppercrust III — no idea if he is based off of anyone

named: Tank — based off of: Pete / Peg Leg Pete (but make him unrelated to PJ, basically) (hence, why he looks the least like his source, if im correct. he has a shirtless scene where he's revealed to have a farmer's tan, that i think you could argue is a very subtle nod that would have been slightly closer to a Pete-like coloration. but yeah, if im right, they had to make Tank's pallette lighter ao he wouldn't be mistaken as a relative of PJ's)

unnamed bearded member — based off of: the main Beagle Boys trio (Babyface) (Bigtime) (if you don't know the lore: there's a lot of Beagle Boys as the gag is they're a BIG family, but the main trio in the original "Ducktales" show is the first set of parentheses. the second set of parentheses is their names in the classic Ducktales comics. both the original "Ducktales" show and the reboot "Ducktales" show features both sets of the trio/s though. though the Carl Barks version of the comics preferred the route of "they go by their prison-numbers rather than their names". also, inbetween the two "Ducktales" TV shows, a lot of Disney media just merged the two trios into one kind-of-amorphous trio, as far as i can tell, like with "Mickey, Donald, and Goofy: the Three Muskateers". but still, they're part of a HUGE family who tend to be clones of said main trio. but i digress. they're a confusing family lmao rip)

unnamed member wearing sunglasses — based off of: the main Beagle Boys trio (Bankjob) (Bouncer) (i like to think his sunglasses (and i guess also the unnamed bearded member's glasses, but mainly these sunglasses) as a homage to the Beagle Boys' black masks lol)

named: Slouch — based off of: the main Beagle Boys trio (Bugle) (Burger) (also: im entirely banking off differentiating Bugle/Burger to Slouch and Bankjob/Bouncer to sunglasses-guy on how Bugle is commonly reffered to as "a hipster" and i personally associate fedoras with a similar type of crowd. i could have those mixed up tho, idk, neither of these guys even have any lines lol but i do like the idea that maybe the fedora is flipped like that as a reference to the Beagle Boys' billed caps? idk, that might be a stretch) (i would also like to mention i hc these guys are The Beagle Brats now in college-age, who are an unnamed trio that goes by "1, 2, and 3" in the comics but, from what i can tell, that the Beagle Brats in general (not 1, 2, and 3 specifically) were first seen(?) in the "Ducktales" original show (who also have a v small cameo in the reboot) that were meant to parallel the triplets Huey and Dewey and Louie; these specific ones im talking about the nephews of the general-amorphous-main-trio of Beagle Boys, but it is possible to call any Beagle Boy who is young a Beagle Brat. but, yeah, i have no basis for why i think Slouch and the other two are specifically the Beagle Brats 1, 2, and 3; that's entirely headcanon)

unnamed member that's a redhead — based off of: Bigfoot in "A Goofy Movie" (again, i know a lot of people caught this one lmao)

unnamed member that has black hair — based off of: Mortimer Mouse (who was once also known aa Montmorency Rodent/Rodawn, but they've been retconned into being the same character by now, but that'a a tangent.) (if you don't know the lore: Mortimer is a bit complicated to describe? but the tldr is that he's basically Mickey's love-rival for Minnie. to go more in depth though, uh, he's more wealthy, usually, and claims to be "in love" with Minnie Mouse but is also a jerk and she generally does not have any interest in him (well, unless the plot the writer wants includes a love-triangle). Pete is usually considered a more recognizable villain, so Mortimer rarely shows up, esp since Pete can be easily be written as also harboring feelings for Minnie. so sometimes shows re-write Mortimer from this personality so he is more distinct, sometimes as a toxic friend of Mickey's or overall bad influence but well-intentioned; so the character has some flexibility. but i know him best, as do many others, via his "House of Mouse" recurring role where he'd show up just to try to break Mickey and Minnie up or otherwise flirt with any female guests. i think he works well in competition wirh Pete, who has more of a Goliath-and-David relationship with Mickey when Mickey and Pete are antagonistic, as Mortimer is an antagonist that is just as clever and capable as Mickey (if not more so, since he is clever, competent, and generally wealthy enough to have more resources than Mickey) but does not have Mickey's sincerity or good intentions. though i dont mind how kid shows re-write him either, i think toxic friends and bad influences are good lessons for children to learn. i like Mortimer being a frenemy who has good intent but bad follow-through lol but anyway, thank you for allowing me this debatably-overexplanation of Mortimer since he's my favorite and also, uh, the only one here where #1 he isnt in the Goofy Movie series and ergo may not be known to others, #2 has a consistent personality beyond "bad guy in story" i can talk about unlike the Beagle Boys trio/s and their huge extended family of might-as-well-be-clones, and #3, again, he's my favorite if you couldnt tell lol) (also, i do think you could argue this unnamed character's quiff is a nod to Mortimer's mouse-ears tho, since there's a curve and all. and then the idea he has some stubble as a possible ref to Mortimer's whiskers is hilarious to me if my theory has water and he was intentionally designed after Mortimer lmao)

anyway, i apologize again if this idea has been discussed before. i really did try to google if anyone was spreading the same idea that The Gammas are just a fun College AU-Variant of these guys already

+ bonus, since i mentioned them, The Beagle Brats:

please let me know if you think the idea has merit, and especially let me know if Bradley is a reference to anyone (tho i can also fully buy Bradley being original to this movie!) thanks so much for reading ♡

ps. i am dyslexic so do forgive me for any misspellings. i am editing this unseriously from my phone ✌️

[punkeropercyjackson]

hello!!!! I need to know how you imagine ppl from atla dressing in a modern universe.. I think you were the one who said katara was punk and i’d like to see more of that.. and the rest of the gaang!! and even azula mai, ty lee and jet if you have ideas for them too!😋😋😋

mostly ive been wondering abt sokka.. i’ve seen so many different versions of him in a modern setting! same for zuko though I don’t really see him wearing suits like a lot of the modern au art i’ve seen ??

NOT PREP ZUKO😭😭😭😭😭PLEASE THAT'S SO FOUL(and tysm,i've actually been meaning to post about this!!!)

Aang:Solarpunk.Long flowy skirts,shawls,crop tops with radicalist messages,etc.I also imagine he'd wear doc martens with yellow laces(anti-racist)!!

Katara:From rezcore to punk kid!She started making her own clothes and aesthetic getups at 12 with diy skills and dressses pretty typically punk!Spike bracelets and chokers,baggy ripped jeans,edgy ahh shirts,long sleeved stripped tops and her precious battle jacket,which has patches for Kya,Hakoda,Sokka,Aang,Nia,Toph,Zuko,Jet and Mai!!

Zuko:Tradgoth.FUCK normie Zuko,let him be an authentic goth guy with weird ass interests!!Masc-leaning but dosen't mind femiminity so he'll wear chunky skirts and tank tops like he does cargo pants and chunky gothic tops of all variety and ofc wears the makeup too but with japanese twists

Sokka:From rezcore to skapunk!He took a while to catch up to Katara but he got there and blows white skater boys out of the water with his swagger and knowledge

Nia:Pastel punk and kidcore.He dresses and does his makeup completely accurately but with afro/japanese accents to it so closer to a y2k edition than a 2010s one and he also has a pink and black battle vest with patches for Aang,Zuko,Katara,Sokka,Toph,Azula,Ty Lee,Mai,Jet,Yung and Dahla!!Also pink laced Draculaura boots-(Zunia is Dual Kawaii-coded fr fr)

Toph-Cottagepunk and butch.He's basically walkin' around lookin' like a lesbian farmer(flannels,backwards hats,chunky hunter boots),which is accurate because Yung owns a farm and adopts her eventually!!

Jet-Crustpunk.He has a battle jacket that ends up with patches dedicated to the entire Gaang as he joins them and looks like he walked straight out of punk dude redraws memes(acts like it too LMAO)

Team Azula-Visual Kei(Azula),Tradgoth(Mai)and Scene(Ty Lee)trio!!They used to buy their stuff but Nia taught Azula DIY so she passed down the knowledge to her besties!

[aaaaaaaaaaaa-hey-its-jude-or-bee]

okok ik I should probably start that violinist!farmer x elliot but HEAR ME OUT ON PUNK METAL!FARMER----

Imagine like farmer being like this really scary looking guy, coming to the valley with those spike bracelets on and trad goth makeup/corpse paint, looking like a full on murderer, skull t-shirt, those ripped thigh-high pants and chains from My Little Halo and everything;;.....

..only to be interested in geeky/nerdy hobbies, like collecting Hello Kitty/My Melody plushies, paint, and is somehow really good with the ASS trio (Abigail, Sebastian, Sam) + young adults/kids in general

.......and also punk metal!farmer is like the same age as Harvey LMAO, just like 2 ~ 3 years younger...

Farmer's got like, long dark brown hair too, it's amazing how he doesn't break a sweat doing farm work; you'd think he's cold blooded

Farmer's so engaging with the general community of the valley too, despite his usual gothic appearance slightly scaring Jaz and Vincent, he's a kind fellow who helps around here and there.

He'd probably be one of the first to test a game Sebastian coded, help orchestrate a song with Sam (farmer played cello in highschool?), or do/give manicures to Abigail while chatting about ghosts,,

He doesn't leave out Maru either; albeit he doesn't talk to her much, and Jaz and Vincent just need to get use to his corpse paint- but he doesn't dare talk with the kids unless they're the ones to strike conversation.

(because he's tried once, and Jaz ran away to Penny LMAO) (embarrassment 101)

Alex's cool with him too; he plays gridball with farmer sometimes,, (if you can count farmer losing most of the time after round 3 of gridball because he's too tired)

Especially when farmer develops a crush on Harvey/Elliot too, like he's not that bad at hiding it, but he spends a lot of free time with the trio so obviously they notice LMAO

“You want... THE FAMILY MEDICINE DOCTOR??????”

“You tell him and I'm moving out-”

poly!harvey x elliot x punk metal!farmer too omg

obsessed with the extrovert x introverts poly trope tho

what if I was devious and added morris /j /j /j

Ok I have to go do chores now my parents are gonna kill me if I don't LMAO

- 🫚anon

I don't know if this is a request but I am gonna just wjsjsjs and then I'll like add stuff onto this later on to make this some sort of thing maybe depends,,,,, would go insane with metal punk farmer like absolutely, would go insane,

I deleted two entire paragraphs because I did not like how I written my ideas, so, imagine when you first arrive yeah? You need to befriend the older people first, and then the parents of stardew valley, doing things for them, running errands, so they'll talk about you to everyone else and become friends with you, they'll say you're nice and all that, and not as scary as you seem, so, you soon become friends, even though it takes a long time, with the others in the small town, and you have to slowly befriend the children, which takes a longer time, since they are kids and kids have the power of imagination, which, can lead to scary thoughts and images on whatever, so you have to be careful and ask their parents how you could possibly seem not scary, and so their kids wouldn't have to seem so scared around you, and act like they're walking on eggshells in their homes when you visit or when you're walking around town doing your own thing, since you just want them to be comfortable around you and not worry about you, since you're not scary and you're just wearing makeup you know??

Like that would be nice, I would also enjoy having a mod where you just need to befriend the older people before you could try and befriend the bachelors and bachelorettes, or even try and romance them, you need to get close with their family and friends before you could do such things, not sure how I'm gonna romance Harvey but you know what that's fine.

[thehollowwriter]

I'm interested in finding out what events your OCs would participate in

This turned into an extremely long list of facts and ideas oops

Cosmos is staff, so he wouldn't really be in any events poor guy 😔. However, I do see him joining Trein to keep an eye on students during Glomas. Though his worry is split between the students and Trein (since Trein is quite old fhathrytu)

Finn:

•Glomas 100%

•I also want to send him to Deuce's hometown event for the sole reason of seeing him in a bright bunny costume with that resting bitch face of his, but I think he'd go to Epel's hometown event in stead (he's eating Jade under the table by trying every possible food twice ove).

•Finn would adore going to the Scalding Sands and learning about its culture. He does struggle with the heat (Malleus was very concerned) but he simply carries on and keeps trying whatever food and music he can. He misses his partners, though, and makes sure to bring back souvenirs.

•Finn in the Ghost Bride event helps Riddle, Epel and the rest, aand if he tried the proposal thing? Slapped real fast if not for his height then for his chubbiness (I believe Eliza is meant to represent unrealistic standards?) and his general creepy aura

•He plays a huge part in spectral soiree since two of his partners got taken and... well... when they cross into the mirror, everyone can see the ghosts.

•Finn is in Vargas Camp 2 with Malleus and they both absolutely dominate lmao

•I can't really decide what side Finn is on for Beans Fest, but I think Monster team suits him well, though he wants to sit with Jade in the freezer.

•Beach event beach event beach event. He's stressed tf out, but mostly glad Azul and Floyd are there (and looking very handsome dear Sea Witch someone hold him steady)

Nkulu:

*Playful Land, I can definitely see him getting all excited over the shiny looking ticket (and sad when Riddle gets mad gifjf)

•Nkulu struggling to fit into an outfit for Deuce's hometown event is a really funny image to me. He keeps protesting and saying he'll just do makeup and bunny ears, or else it'll all rip. However, Dilla (??) Is a single mom. She can figure it out ;)

•I think he'd be well suited to Wish Upon A Star As Well, he'd got all happy over everyone's wishes (and probably livestream the whole thing.

•Nkulu has a ton of fun in the first Halloween event, scaring off Magicam monsters (and reminding his own followers not to be assholes lmao)

•Nkulu is in Vargas Camp 1 and really enjoys the experience. He does get quite annoyed at Vargas, though, lmao.

•Nkulu would be a farmer for Beans Fest and have waaaat too much fun shooting beans at people, lmao

•I can also see Nkulu at the beach event, handling it a lot better than Finn XD. Wow, they're in a lot of events together...

I think that's all of the events? If I missed some send more! I'm so sorry for the length.

[happy-tori-friends]

fate (khloe aliapoh ffxiv and rng) has decreed that i must post a preview of that self indulgent crossover with my silly omegaverse original work. one may notice some similarities to rwby (team names being acronyms, kemonomimis being called creatura (which are just bootleg faunus). this is because it was very heavily inspired by rwby (well an rp that was a crossover with rwby and something else). really, is it an original work if it's a bunch of things i went 'wow cool. im gonna take inspiration from this' and then. made a patchwork quilt. this is only a fraction of what is planned. before the story there will be some notes that may help you to understand

here is information about bloody war (fun fact: this title is stupid. i dont even know if there will be a war) that may be helpful for this section.

everyone has two blood colors - a main and a secondary, which is marble into it. this gives them cool powers.

the guardians of blood are this cool organization that defeats teros (aka bootleg grimm). you must be 13 or older to enroll in one four academies, but the most common age range is 17-20 (minors also need their guardians permission). usually, training takes two years but ti can take longer if one fails exams. once you have graduated, you are free to move to base on sanguine island (it comes with free housing.) for some reason you can then become a professor and teach shit (i didn't think this through tbh)

frost's guidance is in kaldsne, forest's illumination is in luctis, sea's sanctuary is on the gemsea isles, and night's shadow is in kagayatsuki. there are more countries than that but those are the four with training academies (the others got destroyed).

yes there's a white fang rip off it's called the ichor of the wild it might not come into play at all but... i really wasn't original at fucking all lmao.

theres also maiden rip offs. their the seasonal monarchs. their secondary color is a type of gold. but they dont come into play here right now. (except for the fact that miaki and hibiki are the fall princess and fall guardian. but they are only mentioned. whats a guardian. wait and see. why is princess and not queen. dont ask questions past me is stupid)

omegaverse but i make my own rules (i did Not mention it at all in this part tho). this was supposed to be fucking smut guys. it was supposed to be smut and then my stupid idiot dumb ass decided 'WaHt iF I WeNt tHrOuGh eVeRyThInG FrOm fIrSt mEeTiNg tO PoSt-gRaDuAtIoN WhEn tHe pOrN TaKeS PlAcE' like a moron and now here i am. still haven't written anything nsfw. the entire point of this bullshit.

@guardians-of-blood is the account for bloody war. it is on ao3 on my main pseud (AnemoVictorious)

splendont's from the gemsea isles. lifty and shifty were from luctis but stowed away on a ship to kagayatsuki and got taken in by a farmer.

team sfre = sapphire

this is stupid really stupid but it's my self indulgent heathen bullshit

okay i think that's good enough.

Two years ago, Splendid decided to attend Frost's Guidance Academy, where he became one of two leaders of Team SFRE, the other being his future boyfriend, Flippy Blair. At that point, Splendont was content with where he was and, though his abilities could be useful in combat, he didn't really think it was for him.

And yet here he was, a new student at Night's Shadow Academy. Older than most of the other new recruits at 23 years old, but he didn't really care about that. It wasn't even a big epiphany he had that made him decide to do it, he just wanted a  change of pace and scenery.

Kagayatsuki was nice enough - the weather was more mild compared to the hot summers of the Gemsea Isles, and despite being in the capital city of Yoruhoshi, the light pollution was surprisingly not that bad. He'd looked at them through the window, but tonight he wasn't all too tired. If he snuck out at night back home, his parents would scold him even if he was a grown man, but here nobody really cared.

There wasn't likely to be anyone else out this late at night either, so he made his way to the rooftop, the lighter and pack of cigarettes within his pocket just begging to be used. He didn't do it often, especially because his parents and Splendid frowned upon it, but sometimes he would smoke, just to have something to do. He didn't have an addiction by any means, it was usually only one or two every few months but it was sort of comforting to do something considered taboo.

He opened the door, already grabbing one cigarette and the lighter from his pocket as he left the building and saw the expanse of the sky over the rooftop. 

“Shit!” He heard a voice say. “I told you we should get off campus.”

“If we go off campus, we're more likely to get ID'd,” another, very similar voice, responded. Maybe a bit higher pitched. “Does it matter though? You forgot the lighter.”

“How'd we get ‘em in the first place? That's right. Fake IDs. Believable enough to get us cigarettes.” The first voice responded, clearly a bit agitated.

Once again his super-hearing caused him to hear things he didn't intend to. If only power limiters could limit specific aspects of one's ability, but alas. They limited everything. No getting around it if he wanted to use other aspects of his blood's ability.

It seemed these two were underaged and trying to smoke. Splendont didn't care - he, too, had done such things in the past, and had gotten caught. He turned towards the voices, and found two raccoon creatura  with messy green hair. One wore a hoodie, and the other a fedora and a bomber jacket. They both had similar shoes and ripped jeans, and the fedora-wearing one seemed to be irritated. From the back, they looked to be basically identical, save for clothing. Twins, maybe?

Well, it wasn't hurting anyone other than them, was it? Splendont approached, lighting his own cigarette as he did so. He then held out the lighter to them. “Here. I'm feeling nice right now, I'll let you borrow this for a second.”

The two turned to face him, and he saw their faces were basically identical too. Definitely twins. Their eyes were a brilliant golden color, which widened, and then narrowed, though the one with the fedora took it, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it before tossing it to his brother, who barely caught it and did the same, before gingerly handing it back to Splendont, though hesitating slightly.

“Thanks,” the hatless one, the second voice he'd heard, muttered, and Splendont nodded, taking a drag of his own cigarette and walking away, settling not that far from them.

Maybe he was curious about what they had to say, and maybe his super-hearing had a use when he wanted gossip or something like that. He tried to seem like he wasn't listening in, at least for a while, curious about what they'd say.

“You could've pocketed that,” the voice belonging to the fedora-wearing man spoke.

“Why bother? It's just a lighter. And we promised we'd try and stop.” The other responded, and Splendont raised an eyebrow, looking over at them

The fedora wearing one let out a snort. “Hah! Lifty, do you really think that Miaki and Hibiki would know, let alone their dad?”

So it seemed the hatless one was Lifty. Considering the weird names in his family, including Splendid's boyfriend, he wasn't too surprised at the oddity of the name. He did recognize the two that were mentioned - members of the first team formed in the year. They had different last names though. Maybe divorced parents.

“Shifty, he's staring. I think he can hear us,” Lifty murmured, giving Splendont another name.

Whoops. Oh well.

The redhead snorted, deciding to pipe in now that they were aware. “Duh. I gave you a lighter when you were whispering about needing one. It was kind of obvious, wasn't it?” he hummed, making his way closer to the two. “Not that I care what you do, though. I got grounded and chewed out for doing something similar, but I'm not going to pass on that pain to you.” He approached the one with the hat - Shifty, and extended a hand and offered an introduction. “Splendont Astra. You could say I'm a little late to the Guardians party ‘cause I'm 23, but I don't regret it.”

The other's eyes were narrowed as he took the hand and shook it, and they remained staring at him even as he did the some for his brother. “Shifty Steele. That's my stupid brother Lifty.”

“Hey!” Lifty protested as he pulled his hand away, punching Shifty in the shoulder before taking a drag of his cigarette. He seemed much more open than the other, but distrust was still evident on his face. “So… do you need something?”

With a shrug of his shoulders, Splendid took in another puff smoke. “Eh. Figured I'd talk to some kindred souls. Smoke together awhile. Better than doing it alone. And if anyone comes up here, I'll take the fall.”

“Cool. A scapegoat,” Shifty murmured, “Can't really say no to that.” It was clear he wasn't all too interested, but was allowing it nonetheless.

His brother, however, looked him up and down a few times before offering a hesitant smile. “Well, we were told we should make friends,” he let out a sheepish laugh before turning to his brother. “And before you say ‘how are they going to know’, if we just keep trailing behind them or hanging out by ourselves, Miaki and Hibiki are going to realize we haven't made a single friend besides them yet.”

“I'm fine playing the part of someone you befriended,” Splendont chuckled, breathing in the nicotine. “Makes me look better than some guy that always keeps to himself too. You get to fool those two and get a scapegoat for smoking and stuff. Win-win situation.”

Lifty let out another laugh, tail swishing beside him. “Yeah! C'mon, Shifts, don't be a stick in the mud. Splendont seems kinda cool! Maybe… maybe we won't even have to lie to them, and we'll have a real friend.”

“Ugh, you're so annoying. Fine,” Shifty scoffed, shaking his head. “You're such a people pleaser.”

Their conversation continued for a while - mostly talking about how things had been since they arrived at Night's Shadow - how Lifty and Shifty were expecting to be on a team with their friends and got surprised at the first assembly, how their courses were going, and some rumors they'd heard passed around. Eventually, the two could barely keep their eyes open, and Splendont walked them back to the dorms. He made sure to snag their numbers first though.

As Splendont found himself back in bed once more, he couldn't help but smile slightly. Considering that they were likely underaged and he could infer from what he'd overheard that they liked stealing, Splendid would hate these two. He'd just have to leave out details when he told his brother that he'd made some friends.

[earthstellar]

hear me out: Megatron in human form would absolutely be fat

as someone whose family is from the upper Appalachian region, I know a lot of rural workers and farmers/railworkers/miners/labourers, several of which are actual family members of mine or have been adopted as such 

and I’m just saying 

approaching things realistically and according to his background as a miner in MTMTE/Lost Light 

Megatron’s human form/holoform would absolutely be fat

I mean tall, fat, and Kentucky coal miner level strong, for real  

there’s a huge difference between bodybuilder aesthetic muscle and actual worker muscle; there’s no strictly controlled, carefully even with counted repetitions style working out, there’s no carefully monitored diet and hydration, it’s just muscle from doing ore cart loading and several different types of drilling and gear (equipment) hauling and vehicle prep and maintenance and so on 

rural Appalachian manual labour working life is like: You eat what you can get in the food desert you live in because there’s no time or energy or gas money to drive three hours away and then back again to get to the one good grocery store in the area, you don’t get time to make good meals so you snack constantly to keep your energy level high to focus just enough to avoid getting killed by large scale industrial machinery, and you end up with enough accumulated minor and/or major injuries over time that you ache too much to do “formal” working out even if you had the energy and time after hours of trying not to die on the job all day

all the miners I know are either rail thin or pretty fat, and it’s 99% because of shitty working conditions, poverty wages and/or no time or resources for good food with all cooked meals being massively heavy in fat/protein/carbs and nothing else because this is about keeping up energy levels so you don’t get killed at work, and various injuries including chemical exposures and so on = pretty much everyone is either sickly thin or intensely maximum power mode levels of fat 

the thin miners tend to be fast as hell, and the fat miners tend to have strength that rivals actual Hercules of Grecian lore

real world example story time: fat miner power, or how Davis the Miner demolished our bathroom entirely by accident 

I knew a miner, let’s call him Davis, who was a family friend when I was a kid

this guy was six foot four inches tall, weighed three times what my father weighed even though my dad was six foot two inches tall himself, and let me tell you...

once when Davis stayed over at our house for a week, he bumped into the bathroom sink after taking a shower and accidentally knocked the ENTIRE SINK OUT OF THE FIXTURE ON THE WALL 

when I say he took it out, I mean he butt bumped the edge of the sink when turning around to put his towel back on the rack to dry, and the momentum of this action was enough to straight up demolish the sink (part of the sink bowl actually broke) and actually pulled the entire sink fixture out of the actual wall itself 

this, naturally, bent one of the pipes to the sink, which started to leak, and his solution to this was to GRAB THE PIPE AND BEND IT BY HAND TO STOP THE WATER FLOW 

if you have never worked on house utility piping, I can confirm for you that it is extremely hard if not borderline impossible to do this even with tools, but not for our dude Davis, who has Hercules Grip 

he was super apologetic about it and we weren’t mad at all, we all helped fix it up with a quick trip to Home Depot later lmao

it was just so impressive that legit he just bumped it a little when drying off and it was enough to take the entire fucking sink off the wall, pipes sticking out and everything 

and 100% it was totally an accident, it really was just a little butt bump into the sink when turning around, and it ripped the sink straight up out of the wall!!! he demolished that shit!!! lmao 

never underestimate Fat Miner Strength. what they lack in speed, they have more than quadrupled in Fat Miner Power. 

his butt alone essentially took out that entire wall in our bathroom, given the damage, and it was honestly pretty awesome 

making my case: canon observations 

this is the kind of intense fat miner strength Megatron would absolutely have in human form, and I am convinced of this 

especially because we see him drilling with what is basically a jackhammer: 

now, Davis once explained to me: “I’m so fat because it helps cut down on the vibration!” 

and he’s actually right; bodybuilder (leaner) type muscular physiques would struggle with managing the actual return vibration of this kind of drilling-- it’s not the force itself, or the weight of the drill, or even the strength required to hold the drill in position if drilling manually. it’s not even 100% about the vibration of a drill like a jackhammer in the above image itself, either. 

it’s about the return vibration you get when chiselling or drilling into a solid material like rock/minerals, which is 90% of what you’re doing when drilling in a mine if you’re still cutting out the ore/material!

this return vibration is such an intense effect that even on automated large scale unmanned drilling equipment, there is vibration protection and a huge amount of work and monitoring that goes into making sure the return vibration doesn’t literally shake the machinery apart. 

but our dude Megatron seems to be handling the vibration incredibly well, he doesn’t appear to be shaking at all in the panel above, not to mention the underhand grip he has on an otherwise unsupported jackhammer in the panel above, meaning his upper arm strength, glutes/thigh strength, back strength, and core strength are taking the majority of the force here 

now, Davis said his fat helped him deal with the vibration, and that’s because being so fat gives him more mass/weight overall, and adipose tissue is a pretty good shock absorber of sorts! 

so more weight = more stability when doing this kind of stuff (although nobody would ever hold a jackhammer like Megatron is here lmao) 

and it also does somewhat minimise some of the acute/short term physical damage of vibration (although it does not eliminate problems like joint stress or over time problems like various well known vibration induced syndromes, it’s just that fat people are gonna statistically do a little bit better with this kind of stuff than skinny people generally speaking) 

conclusion: Megatron would totally be a tall fat dude and it’s good 

considering that canonically all the frame types as per Functionist social/class stratification are literally put to the work deemed most “suitable”, and Megatron is doing manual labour here that would be better suited to larger/stronger humans, I feel like he’d be like “ok well I guess if I were a human I would be this” 

I also can’t imagine Megatron choosing a holoform/human form that would shy away from his origins as a miner; it’s a core part of his identity and ideology, and I feel like once he got a little more comfortable with generating a holoform, maybe a little more familiar with human body types via movie night at Swerve’s or something, he’d probably want to represent himself as accurately as objectively possible within human cultural-social context if he had to generate a holoform for that purpose 

I also imagine Megatron showing up at a local worker’s union in his holoform and writing some AMAZING shit to leave behind for them, have a little revolt, go get your wages, you’re organics but you’re working class and the solidarity is undeniable 

meanwhile Rodimus takes Drift to New York and Minimus gets lost somewhere (re: ditched by Rodimus) on the Amtrak network and ends up in Canada and it’s a mess, they realise Megatron went the other direction on the rail once they see a Times Square news scrawl about a union riot somewhere in Tennessee and they immediately go OH SHIT IT’S HAPPENING AGAIN

anyway 

I just sort of always imagine IDW 1 Megatron having a holoform of like, a fat version of old Arnold Schwarzenegger: way less actual muscle definition (no or very little clearly visible muscle), a lot more fat, but equally if not more strong overall due to the different muscle groups developed by hard manual work vs. bodybuilding 

[seiyasabi]

Ripe For The Pickin’

(This is a Yandere Kita x Fem Reader Story! Hopefully y’all like this lmao, sorry if his hick accent is annoying lmao, I thought it gave him ¬flavour¬

Tw: !!noncon!, !misogyny!, breeding kink!, !Detailed postpartum depression!!!, !!!Mentions of attempted suicide and murder of a child!!!, !Mental illness!, !Defeatist attitude!, !Disassociation!,  housewife reader!, threats of physical harm!, manipulation!, mentions of kids!, etc.. 

Please proceed with caution! Note: Part of my family are farmers- my grandpa specifically, and he speaks very similarly to how I wrote Kita’s dialogue (the joking bit). He had a farm in Hawaii growing up, and he always jokes that he’s ‘but a country folk,’ so I mean no offense to those who own a farm. )

Throwing down his work cap on your kitchen table, Kita visibly brightens at your busy form. Your two year old son is balanced perfectly on your hip, your other hand stirring a pot of Udon. The steam rises around your head, slightly flushing your (skin colour) complection. 

Looking up, your eyes immediately meet the white haired male’s, causing you to freeze up momentarily. He sends you a warning look. 

“Welcome Home, Shinsuke,” A wobbly grin spreads across your painted features (just how Kita liked- he likes when you try to look good for him), catching the attention of your son immediately. 

“Daddy!” He practically hops out of your hold, rushing to the large male. Your unwanted husband scoops him up in his buff arms, swinging him around. 

“Whoa, one’a these days yer gonna throw yer Pa’s back out,” He grins happily at his carbon copy, smooching the small boy on his grey hair. 

The little one giggles cutely, basking in his father’s presence. You quickly approach Kita, hugging him from the side, and giving him a quick kiss on the cheek, “We’ve missed you all day, My Love,” He always likes it when you’re sappy- it makes him feel wanted. 

At your words, he delivers a lingering kiss to your lip tint stained lips, your son half in your arms and half in your husband’s. You lightly pinch your babe’s cheek, causing him to giggle, before you kiss him on his forehead. Kita visibly brightens at your affectionate side, his open arm wrapping around your waist, “What’cha makin’ fer dinner, Pretty Lady?” 

You cringe internally, yet you can’t help the blush that forms on your pretty face, “Kazue wanted Udon- I hope that’s okay,” Shinsuke nods, a thoughtful look on his face. 

“‘O course,” He lightly pinches your son’s other cheek, “If our growin’ boy wants Udon, by God, he’ll get it.” 

-

Settling Kazue down in his bed, you give the sleeping boy a tender kiss on the forehead. As much as you hate Kita, you don’t have the heart to hate your son. He, like you, didn’t ask to be here, so you decided to be the best mom he could ever have. 

Smoothing his blanket over his lower body, you tuck the other bits under him, and lay his favourite stuffy next to him. Once done, you step away from the slumbering babe, and make your way out of his room. Kita is waiting in the night light lit hallway, leaning against the opposing wall. 

You jump slightly, not expecting him to be there. 

“Is something wrong, Shinsuke?” A practiced smile appears on your face, hands clasping behind your back to keep you grounded. 

He says nothing, motioning you to follow him, before turning and walking towards your shared bedroom. Shuffling after him, you try to still your rapidly beating heart. Did you do something wrong? 

Kita isn’t one to shy away from punishment. If anything, he revels in the momentary feeling of power-that is, until your broken body and mind are left in the aftermath. Then, he can’t help but feel horrible, because in some twisted way, the man truly loves you. So, he’ll try to cuddle and kiss his wrongs away, trying to forget that he’s the catalyst of all the things going wrong in your life. 

Burying those thoughts away, you step into the darkened room, noticing immediately that Kita is settled on his side of the bed. He’s stripping himself of his overshirt, exposing his wife-beater underneath, “Ya know, I think it’s time fer the boy ta have a brother.”

It feels as though the world around you is crumbling. Just when you gain a sense of normalcy, the bastard rips that away from you. 

Your smile visibly wavers, but you try to hold strong, “I-well, I don’t know if that’s a good idea,” Your hands are trembling, your heart practically being torn from your chest, “Kazue is still a toddler, I think it would be better if he was around five. Then, he can interact with-” Kita holds up a hand, halting your speech. 

“Yer gettin’ too technical fer the simple folk in tha room, Pretty Lady,” He stands to his feet, discarding his slippers, before slipping his baggy jeans off of his lower half, “Jus’ say yer too selfish to give yer lovin’, hardworkin’ husband tha things he deserves-” 

Kita knows that you had postpartum depression. He knows that you not only almost hurt yourself, but also your precious son. He knows that you had to be sedated at one point to even continue living. Yet, it seems like he doesn’t care. 

Tears fill your eyes, as you finally let your feelings become known, “That was horrible to say, Shinsuke. You know how hard it was for me-”

“It was also hard fer me too, ya’know,” He’s doing it again… trying to manipulate you into being the bad guy, “Seein’ ya go bonkers was hard ta’ watch. Plus, seein’ our son almost drown in tha tub-” 

“Stop it!” You finally lose your cool, surprising your usually collected kidnapper, “You don’t get to claim it was hard for you, when everything is your fault!” His mouth open and closes like a dying fish, unsure what to say, “If you waited for me to be ready to have children, I wouldn’t have spiraled out of control. If I was given the help I needed, I wouldn’t have gone psychotic. If you hadn’t stolen me away from my life and forced me to bend to your will, none of this would have happened!” By now, you’re a sobbing mess. He always does this. Kita always breaks you down until you seem crazy, but you’re not. You’re just tired of how he treats you like a baby maker, tired of how he treats you like nothing, yet claims you’re his entire world. 

But, when you hear him sigh softly to himself, you know that he doesn’t care about your feelings, “Do I need to use the gag? I thought we were above that.” 

Knowing that refusal won’t be tolerated or respected, you don’t bother wasting anymore of your breath. Slipping off your house slippers, you shuck off your dress, revealing your bare chest and panties. More tears slip down your face, as you lay down on your large shared bed. 

Shinsuke grins at your compliance, quickly moving between your legs, and stripping you of your drawers. His rough fingers rub at your clit and slit, “Good girl. ‘Ya know yer man jus’ wants what’s good fer ya, an’ a baby is good fer any good woman.” 

You ignore him, but he doesn’t seem to care. Kita continues to rub against your clit, trying to coax an orgasm out of you. But, you don’t give him the satisfaction. 

Staring at the ceiling, you let your mind go. Your dissociated body reacts well to his ministrations, your arousal coating your thighs, as they tremble in lieu of an orgasm. 

His fingers dig in deep, as they force your pussy open. Feeling how relaxed you are, he decides that you’re loose enough to go right in. 

Pulling out his thick cock, he bumps the head against your slick cunny, “Don’ worry, Darlin’, yer man will take good care of ya,” He slides in with relative ease, your hips bumping against his.  

The normal constricting feeling in your chest has long since faded, instead, the feeling of acceptance at the fact that you couldn’t get out of this replaced it. 

Your body jolts and rolls with Kita’s harsh thrusts, his panting warm against your neck, “Yer so good fer me, (Your Name), yer gonna bear me healthy sons,” The gummy walls of your pussy knead his cock thoroughly, trying to milk him for everything he’s got, “I knew you were perfect fer the takin’.” 

He forces your knees next to your head, the head of his cock bashing into your cervix painfully. Fortunately, that was enough to set your body off. A gush of cum drenches the both of you, as Kita slams himself inside of you entirely, allowing your womb to be filled to the brim with his fertile cum. 

“Ya never disappoint, Darlin’,” He smooches you on your lax lips, ignoring the fact that your head is practically empty, “Maybe you’ll have twins this time.” 

With that, he starts his hardcore pace one more. 

But, you can’t bring yourself to care. As long as you can drift away from the events unfolding in front of you, 

[commandersheda]

Jail Birds Pt. I | Sad Eyes x Original Female Character

Summary: Sad Eyes meets a girl who finally intrigues him in the weirdest of places. 

Warnings: Language 

Word Count: 1,026

Author’s Note: This is my first published Sad Eyes work, as I usually stick to writing Oscar fanfiction, but I’ve slowly started falling in love with Sad Eyes as well and wanted to write for him! This is part one to a series, so don’t worry more is coming! How soon depends on how many people wanna read more and how much inspo I have to write lmao but I hope you all enjoy

PS: I’m not a native Spanish speaker so I apologize for any incorrect translations I do my best to get the most accurate translations I can find :)

Sad Eyes didn’t give much thought to relationships. His day life was entirely too busy to focus on something as seemingly trivial as a girl. But at night, when he laid in his bed all alone, staring at the ceiling, he would imagine a woman. A woman he could love. A woman that would love him back - maybe even give him a few kids. 

He thought about where he would meet her. He only traveled to a limited number of places in Freeridge. Oscar’s house, pick up spots, the warehouse when Oscar requested his presence, the park when the rest of the Santos felt like fucking around and Oscar told them to fuck off to somewhere else, the corner store and on Sundays the farmer’s market with his madre. Maybe, he thought, he’ll see her in the park one day. Or he’ll drive by her on the way to Jefferson street with Toro. 

Not once in the darkness and emptiness of his room did he ever think he’d meet her in jail. 

But there he was on a Friday night, slouched on the hard bench, his head resting against the brick wall when the cell door clanked open. He turned his head to see the new arrival - a woman - dressed in light ripped jeans and a red blouse that fell off of the shoulder. She was carrying her heels as she walked in the cell. Her hair was wild, the curly brown hair now frizzy and sticking out in all directions. Her makeup smudged. 

She didn’t pay Sad Eyes any mind as she shuffled over to the bench opposite of him. She dropped her shoes down and plopped onto the seat. The gross fluorescent lights flickered on her brown skin. Sad Eyes noticed the bruise forming on her cheekbone. 

“I hope the other person looks worse,” he said. 

“She’s a few cells down sporting a broken nose,” she smiled, proudly. 

Both of them chuckled before Sad Eyes fully sat up to look at her. “What’d you get in a fight about?”

“The bitch stole my shot. Now I have to be in here and I’m barely fucking tipsy,” she huffed, the anger from the memory flowing back to her. She nodded at him. “What are you doing in here?”

“Possession.”

“Ah,” she nodded. “Cuánto?”

“An ounce in a half,” Sad Eyes answered.

She waved him off. “Misdemeanor. You’ll be out soon.”

Sad Eyes knew that already. He didn’t tell her that, though. Instead, he asked, “You from around here?”

She nodded, “Moved here with a friend a few weeks ago. Tonight was our first real night out and cheap bitches had to start stealing drinks.”

“Where you two move here from?” he questioned.

“Phoenix,” she answered. 

“Is she the one coming to get you?”

She nodded. “Yeah,” a beat, then, “Who’s coming to get you?”

“A friend.”

“What in the world would we do without them?” she asked, rhetorically, a smirk on her lips. “Aye, what’s your name anyways?”

“Sad Eyes,” he stated. “Y tú?”

“Monaco.”

Sad Eyes quirked an eyebrow. “Your name is Monaco, foreal?”

“No,” she snorted, rolling her eyes before giving him a defiant look. “But if you’re gonna make up a name then so am I.”

“It ain’t made up. It’s what people call me,” Sad Eyes defended.

“Is it your government name?” she asked.

“No-”

“Then it’s made up.”

“Okay, fair,” Sad Eyes chuckled.

He hadn’t bantered with someone like this in so long. He didn’t count the guys because their banter all seemed to be one note. This was different. She was different. New - refreshing. 

“What’s that say on the side of your neck?” she nodded at the cross.

Sad Eyes reached up to feel it before answering, “Santos.”

“Like the gang?” she questioned and Sad Eyes nodded.

He was sure that at that moment she was going to stop talking to him, but she surprised him when she puckered her lips and nodded. “Explains why you’re so calm.”

Truth was, it was Sad Eyes’ first time behind bars. Call it luck or the fact that he was smart enough to know when to be apart of situations and when to stay his ass away (that and his long legs that carried him far, fast), but Sad Eyes had never been caught and locked up. His record was clear before the misdemeanor he got today. 

He was sure it appeared like he had been through this a countless number of times before, but that wasn’t the case. It just took a lot for Sad Eyes to become undone. He was the most calm and level headed out of all the men, which is why the role of mediator and rational thinker were automatically associated with him. Something he hated most of the time, but shit, someone had to do it. It might as well be him.

“You got any tattoos?” he asked instead of explaining to Monaco his underwhelming record. 

“A couple,” she said. “I’m afraid they’re in places you won’t see until the third date, though.”

A lazy smile slipped on Sad Eyes’ lips. “A third date? Who said I wanted to go on a first date?”

“Please, I saw you checking me out when I got in here,” she smirked. “You can’t get shit past me, papi chulo.”

“And on what date will I get to learn your real name?” he wondered.

“The same one I learn yours on.”

“Sad Eyes!” Both of them looked at the cell door to see Oscar running up, eyes on Sad Eyes. “Qué coño pasó?”

“Long story,” Sad Eyes shook his head. 

An officer walked up behind Oscar, unlocking the door and opening it. He motioned at Sad Eyes to come. “You’re free to go.”

Sad Eyes wasted no time standing up and walking out of the cell. The officer closed the door after him, locking it and turning towards the two men. “Let’s go.”

“Goodbye papi chulo!” Monaco waved at the men as they walked away. 

Sad Eyes wave goodbye at her, Oscar turning to him when they were far enough away. “Who the fuck was that? La conoces?”

“Yeah,” he nodded, a small smile on his lips. “That’s Monaco.”

[ijoinedtoomanyfandomsilosttrack]

i have decided to live blog my reactions to the new netflix winx saga bc i heard it's apparently bad?? currently all i know abt it was they replaced techna and flora and also theres white-washing and fatphobia?? idk anyway i'm starting with ep 1

thoughts:

its definitely not 'colorful magical girls' like the original cartoon was

"feckin' sheep"

OH ITS DEFINITELY NOT COLORFUL MAGICAL GIRLS WHAT THE HELL THAT WAS A FULL ON SHEEP (?) CORPSE YOOOO I WAS NOT EXPECTING THAT???? MAN IM NOT SCARED OF GORE BUT THAT CAUGHT ME OFF GUARD

big scary beast pog?

yeah,,, theres gore in there. rip farmer/shepherd dude

okay i have to give them credit for that pretty dope intro. its not the winx club theme but hey i kinda like it

ooooh this music is dope. time to add it to my spotify playlist

hmmm im assuming redhead girl is bloom?

girl with the plants is definitely flora (or whoever she is now)

blonde is deffo stella or smthin

girl with the headphones is musa i think

who's the dude?? i dont remember the names of the dudes in the original winx

Are they still using Bloom's backstory as like the princess (?) of a kingdom??

wAIT DO THEY STILL HAVE THEIR PETS?? LIKE BLOOM'S BUNNY??

"Wow. You are so lost. I'm impressed by your confidence in the face of complete ignorance. Issue is, you're overcommitted. I mean, you're essentially running." Did I somehow miss some backstory?? What is up with this dude what is going on??

man i dont like the blond dude?? what is going on?? i am confused??

i don't remember bloom's whole backstory but i think the show's still using it??

dude did a full 180

"Sorry, I'd be happy to--" "Mansplain it?" i would've loved this line more if bloom was a bit more petty than smiley

NEVERMIND SHE IS A LITTLE BIT PETTY HDJWKKEJG (edit: nope she's tryna flirt)

oh they have british accents but bloom is american

"Oh how very american of you." HSJDJKFKG

MAGIC RING WITH A PRETTY DESIGN POG

HAJDJFKKEKWJE OKAY SO FAR I REALLY LIKE STELLA???

transformation magic has been lost as they evolved?? thats definitely not foreshadowing for the winx's abilities /s

Hhhhh bloom probably committed arson /hj

Yeah she definitely committed arson (albeit accidentally)

can we get more characters in here? like ik bloom's the protag but please i need more characters

oop all the girls are dorm mates

"Lady of the Flies, don't be sexist" IK THIS WAS A JOKE BUT WHAT THE

OHHHHHHH AISHA POG!! Yeah yeah i remember her, her name back in the cartoon seemed to alternate(?) from Aisha and Layla!! She had the bubble powers!!

BLOOM'S A RAVENCLAW/SLYTHERIN POG

ah yes the classic magic is linked to emotion trope i love that!!

Oh flora's name is terra now okay. Not quite a fan of the name change, but hey

OH HER COUSIN'S NAME IS FLORA JGJFKKGKH

she's so chatty bc of nerves and yeah,, i can relate

headphone girl's eyes turned pinkish purple what?? she used magic??

Terra is me when talking to people

man headphone girl wasn't even talking to me and I got hit with that rsd

Okay i got the confirmation that headphone girl's name is musa alrighty

specialists?? what are those??

i dont like how this riv guy acts

i dont like how all of the guys act so far

yeah no i dislike most of the men who have had lines in the past 12 minutes

OHHHH BLOND DUDE'S NAME IS SKY

wait isn't he supposed to have long hair??

The teacher man is kinda scary

Oh so specialties are like soldiers or smthn

burned ones?? oh??

riv literally left the barrier to smoke?? bruh

the burned ones sounds so scary but man are the hollows from miss peregrines home for peculiar children are scarier

RIP riv this mf is gonna die

eeeeehh gross gore

mmmmm heres the fatphobia

beatrix doesn't give me good vibes

mmmmmm mom of the year award goes to bloom's mom. like ik ik youre worried but you didnt have to call your child a weird loner??? that shit hurts man (am i speaking from personal experience? mayhaps)

oh yay another sky and bloom interaction /s

i am begging this show to make one of the winx gay pleaseee

or bi

please just don't make all of them cishet

(who am i kidding,, they're all gonna end up in cishet relationships)

Are sky and stella exes??

bloom really found out that there aren't any people outside the barrier and dipped from the party even though it might be dangerous. mood

ooh pretty firefly thingies

yeah bloom deffo committed arson

arson pog

she's gonna straight up cause a forest fire

UH OH SHE CANT CONTROL IT

WATER FAIRY AISHA POG

Mmmm i dont like blooms parents

OH CHANGELING BLOOMS A CHANGELING

MMMMM MS DOWLING SUS VOTE HER OUT

I DONT LIKE RIV FUCK THAT GUY

FUCK OUTTA HERE WITH YOUR FATPHOBIA BITCH

yeah get his ass terra gET HIS ASS

Man alfea got that sweet cell signal

stella doesn't want bloom in alfea alrighty

musA IS A MIND FAIRY?? I THOUGHT SHE WAS A MUSIC ONE??

bruh stella i take whatever nice thing i said about you

man i miss my girl techna

give me my tech fairy back

"y'know you don't have to be okay." bitCH YOU CALLED HER A WEIRD LONER AND TOOK HER DOOR

mmmmm okay bloom's mom im giving you one more chance do not fuck it up

weird creepy building ew

oh its where she slept in

oop she gonna get jumped by burned ones

OOP SHE LOST THE RING

yeah fuck this im skipping i hate scenes like these

FUCK THE BURNED ONE TOOK THE RING

yeah sky and stella were exes

yeah no stella you gotta live the consequences of ur actions

Beatrix and riv are a duo that i do not need

terra is tryna reach out aw

oooh musa's an empath

oh okay ms. dowling isnt as sus anymore okay

who the hell is this rosalind character??

lmao watch her be bloom's bio mom

hooded character???? who are you???

OH GOD SHE'S A TRIX (?) like the one with the lightning powers

WAIT BEATRIX

FUCK

me: i've connected the dots

also me: you didn't connect them

FUCK SHES FREEIN THE BURNED ONE DAMNIT

FUCK I CALLED IT

final conclusion: so far i hate like half of all the characters in this show. the literal only people i trust is ms. dowling, terra, aisha, and the kid that riv picked on. everyone else i mildly dislike (stella) or can go fuck themselves (riv)

[scorpiosanssexy]

Shiratorizawa Car Boot Sale Headcanons

look these are the headcanons no asked for but have been stuck in my head for days so here we are.

to all my non-british followers here is a link explaining what exactly is a car boot sale (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Car_boot_sale) 

to my british babies @sugawarasimp​ and @lydzisanerd​ this is for you.

The Beginning

it all started when the Shiratorizawa Volleyball club funds were low, like really low

you would think that seeing as it is a private school that it would have decent funds 

wrong! the money is mostly spent on paying the coaches, which is then used as drinking money

so the team got together to try and come up with ways to earn some extra money so they could go on nights out and have some fun

Goshiki suggested a lemonande stand (nobody came), Semi thought that busking would work. ( tendou just scared everyone on the street)

so they were in despair until a low voice in the background said 

“What about a Car boot Sale”

Shitorizawa Boot Sale 

if you haven’t guessed already Ushijima is the one who has suggested it 

farmer boy over here has been doing these sales ever since i he was a child with his mother 

he forces the team to get out of bed every sunday at 5am and meet him in the field in order to set up the boot 

like this man takes his car boot sales seriously, like you do not want to be late

one time shirabu slept in and let’s just say that ushiwaka ran all the way to his house and came into his room and ripped the curtains open and proceeded to drag shirabu out the house 

yeah don’t mess with him 

he also seems to know everyone there, like it is weird, he will be chatting to these like old men who are selling antiques about farmer tings 

like what is the best time of year to grow tomatoes or like how the vegetable patch is coming along 

the team have never seen him this socialble ever. 

he doesn’t buy much though when he is there, he just kind of guards the table making sure people are not stealing 

he may or may not bring his portable radio with him and have the country radio on in the background 

and forces the team to sing with him 

Tendou is loving the car boot sales, like this is the first time he has ever been to one so this kid is the early stages of awe and wonder 

he always the only one that is really chirpy when the team arrive in the field 

no one questions it tbh like that is just tendou 

susprisely he can is a very good seller, comes with ridculous stories that some of the customers believe so they buy the items 

he earned the highest amount of money for the team, ushijima has been checking

look you know that 1 pound fish man song, i feel like tendou would do something like that ( here is the link lads it is an actual banger: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m_Jvo7U39-A) 

he buys mostly anime figurines because they are much cheaper

Now Semi i swear is the only voice of reason on the team 

like you can tell on his face, that he is straight up not having a good time when ushijima forces everyone to arrive at 5am 

tendou usually buys him some instant coffee which he is very grateful for otherwise he would be cranky for the whole day 

he is usually broading with his camping chair and a huge jumper over the top (airpods in) just kinda taking in the fresh air 

his job is usually in the setting up as i feel he has a good eye for aesthetics

so he coordinates where all the items go on the table and how to get everything to fit in the boot 

ushijima also forces him to bring his guitar and play country songs to “attract customers” 

i feel like he has a really nice singing voice, and tbh most of the girls only come to the boot because there is this really hot mysterious looking guy there 

he is also makes sure the younger years do not get in trouble 

Shirabu is a bit like semi in the fact he would rather be sleeping but he hides how annoyed he is not to piss off his senpai’s ushijima 

he is the treasurer because i feel like this boy is good at maths 

ushiwaka will come and ask shirabu how the sales of the day are doing, just like a CEO would to a subordinate (which is hilarious) 

like he takes his job seriously 

he also helps with the sales with tendou but he usually explains all the prices tbh 

he sometimes treats himself to a fresh bacon sandwich and i will sit and eat it with this cute little content look on his face 

he mostly buys textbooks tbh, like he is a hard working student and textbooks can be expensive so he loves the fact he can get these material a lot cheaper 

he also likes buying stationary 

Goshiki, poor goshiki. 

baby really isn’t a morning person at all 

but he tries so hard because he wants to impress ushijima, like he arrives extra early with his packed breakfast 

but he is pretty useless in the morning, he just yawns constantly, he will try and help with the set up but he forgets instructions easily 

however once the day actually begins he perks up a bit more he is actually quite good at talking to customers 

like he is actually the only normal one there lmao

the old ladies absoulutely love him, like they think he is so kind and handsome (and they dig the bowl cut) 

honestly the only reason he goes back every week is the fact that these ladies literally gas him up and bake him some jam tarts 

now goshiki get’s really excited when looking at all the stands 

i definetely see this man as a hoarder so he buys some much random crap (for example a huge garnet cystal to put in his room)

ngl he is the type of person Tendou usually cons. 

Their Stall 

ushijima usually sells some of his home grown vegatables, like these are his pride and joy

he will not barter at all, like in his eyes his products are the best like he will not settle for less

tbh i would be scared to barter with, like have you seen him

Tendou usually sells his old Shouen Jump which are popular with the little kids

he also sells h3ntai magazines too, which are popular with y’know some of the older men

Semi sells some his old CDs and records, like they are really vintage ( carla would buy them) 

He also might have some old band posters from his emo phase that he sells too 

Shirabu does the classic stuff from childhood, like old clothes that don’t fit him, old toys he doesn’t need, also might sell some his old textbooks from junior high school 

Goshiki sells his old volleyball trainers or something or some old volleyballs too 

i also feel like he went through harry potter phase so he has the really wackass merch (he is a huffepuff btw) 

Overall, their stall has a mixture of everything and is really popular at the car boot sales because it is such a comical site 

also they are like the only good looking people there, so all of sudden girls carla  are popping down on a sunday morning 

Honestly, If any of my mutuals are into drawing and are stuck on ideas, I would sell my soul to this drawn

Like this team does weekly car boots and you cannot change my mind.

Carla 

[adel-memes]

Thanks @manic-no :D

Alrighty! Let's do this!

Rules: Answer 28 questions and tag 20 blogs you are contractually obligated to know better.

1. name/nickname: Adel :)

2. gender: She/her

3. star sign: I don't mess with these stuff sorry bud 👍

4. height: Short.

5. time: 11 pm

6. birthday: May 19th!

7. favorite bands/groups: Uhhhhhhh.. I know I liked MCR??

8. favorite solo artists: Peter Hollens!! Acapella and great covers tbh I'm 💞💞💞

9. song stuck in my head: The other side, greatest showman.

10. last movie: I believe it was... Love, Simon or to all the boys I've loved before or endgame (for a gal that doesnt care about romance I do be watching these things LMAO)

11. last show: Avatar the last airbender I believe :^)

12. when did I create this blog: I have no idea. Recently though.

13. what do I post: tbh?? Anything I enjoy BUT mostly it would be FS or LOZ related.

14. last thing googled: Nebula

15. other blogs: that one dying art blog it even uses my old name RIP I should change that and actually post some of my recent work.

16. do I get asks: kinda (looking at you Lara ily akdke)

17. why I chose my url: I'm Adel and my personality is just reaction memes and vine quotes ✌😔✌

18. following: 549

19. followers: 140

20. average hours of sleep: inconsistent tbh but I think it would be around 6 to 8 hours OR 5 hours with me crashing later anyway.

21. lucky number: you guys got lucky numbers????????

22. Instruments: Is mayonnaise an instrument? (Actual answer: nope.)

23. what am I wearing: PJs.

24. dream job: .... SIGHS... okay here we go: Author, artist, farmer, business owner, accountant, baker, teacher, leader, counselor, principal. Way.. way too many. Also youtuber but too anxious for that ngl. Uh.. yeah way too many- also librarian??????? Idk man there's too many choices.

25. dream trip: Saudi Arabia, specifically to Mecca 💞💞💞

26. favorite food: I do like pasta!

27. nationality: Middle Eastern!

28. favorite song: UHHHH..????? It's a cover but "I'm still here" covered by Peter Hollens is rlly rlly neat and I lowkey listen to it for writing inspiration so.. yeah?

29. last book read: I THINK it was Percy Jackson?? The titan's curse one?? It's been a while so I cant recall if I wrote the name right oops- (Percy Jackson fans would have had my head my phone almost changed Titan to Titanic now all I can imagine is my heart will go on playing in the BG 🤦‍♀️)

30. top three fictional universes I’d like to live: HMM.. One, Legend of Zelda! I probably would die in that universe but damn would it be neat to vibe and suddenly see a twink break my pots and steal my money and then cry because the local cryptid with hero complex is here. Two, minecraft but on peaceful mode (LOOK. ZOMBIES AND ALL I DONT HAVE TIME FOR THEM. I JUST WANNA BE ALONE FARMING.) Three, Avatar!!!! It would be cool!!!!!!! Terrifying but cool!!!!!!!!

Any one can do it lol idk who wants to take part man

[darisugawa]

I absolutely love your blog asksjjsks I already sent an ask of SPICE APPRECIATION 💦💦 bUT tbh even all your fluffy imagines jUST EVERYTHING is so good !!! I love sm 💕💕 so thank u for your efforts ,, but my crops are watered, my skin is clear, and I am in hypmic heaven !! sO , I would like to know a bit more about you!! (If that ain’t weird??) tell us !! :3 interests, studies, whatever you want !! reveal the secrets of the amazing writer behind this blog :DD (of you want!! no pressure)

honestly how many crops am i watering i should be charging for my services u lazy farmers………….. A;SLKDFJASDF

BUT AH NO IT’S NOT WEIRD, JUST UNEXPECTED!!! LMAO though i’m not rly sure where to start………. o

call me mod dice i guess considering i got my whole blog theme on the stupid fuck A;SLDKFAS;DLK

i got into hypmic bc youtube recommended me the battle anthem and kimura subaru grabbed me by the fucking NECK

i’ll be 22 this year in may so that’s like a weird, unreal passage of time thing

my biggest interests are mostly in games, music, and writing

kazama kiryu owns my whole ass and i’ve been on a roll with digimon cyber sleuth lately. a pokemon player since gen 3 rip WHERE’S MY SINNOH REMAKE

i unironically rly love romance as a genre and ESPECIALLY am a slut for historical romance. i’ve also read too many otome because of this only to be Very Disappointed in some cases and Very Happy in others (i love u…. chikage kazama…. ur edo blossoms route killed me forreal kazachi rly out here)

by default that also means i’m. Incredibly Pretentious about the genre bc i love it so much sometimes AS;LDFKJASDF 

been writing fic for God Knows How Long LMAO

also while i thirst over 2d guys please trust that i am a whole ass lesbian when it comes to irl lmfaooooo

my career field is in massage therapy and while i’m working now, i wanna take more classes up in canada ; _ ;

2day’s artist rec is NAO - Bad Blood so go give her a listen bc i love her lmfao

AND I GUESS… THAT’S ALL I CAN THINK OF ATM SO I HOPE THIS SUFFICES FOR U ANON LOL A;SDLFKJASDF

jazz hands my way out

[bisexualdanavidan]

oh boy oh boy my friend tagged me in a WIP tag meme thing!  thank you @thepartyresponsible, you don’t even go here and you’re still my favorite 

we’re gonna go under a cut cuz i can’t ever shut the fuck up

i wanna tag uhhh @orgyforone @sweetiefiend @theseusinthemaze and whoever else that follows me that wants to do this, i don’t want to impose!! 

1. wip #1 (“and start again”) is a three-part thing about arin & co living in a little oregon town where arin is the elementary school art teacher and dan is a single dad to a seven or eight year old

The farmers’ market starts the first Saturday of September and ends the last Saturday of November.  It’s always been that way - it’s certainly been that way since he moved here, six years old and starting out the season in shorts and a t-shirt and ending it bundled up behind the little stall his mom rented to sell bread and muffins out of.  He’s made it a longstanding habit to get up early on Saturdays year-round, and it pays off by the time fall rolls around - he’s almost always the first person to get his stall set up on the town square.

It isn’t that he has anything very interesting to sell.  There are other gardeners and farmers with better tomatoes, and Mrs. Culver talks about different breeds and cross-strains of blueberries like his mom used to talk about horses, and anybody with opposable thumbs can grow herbs like he does, even if he does have twice as much mint and lemon balm as anyone else because he let it overgrow a couple summers back and never did get around to wrangling it back to a more manageable level.  He kind of likes the way it looks, more garden than yard on three sides of his little house.  

[...]

“Hey,” Ama’s dad says, “I’m sure Mr. Hanson has stuff to do,” even though Arin’s pretty visibly not doing anything other than talking to them.  Arin takes a moment to look him over while he’s distracted by his kid: they might be the same age - Arin might be a little older - but he looks harried, Arin thinks, and thin in a way that suggests he’s getting over a long illness rather than that he tries to stay that way.  He’s pretty, in a skinny sort of way, with Ama’s long face and curly dark hair.  

2. wip #2 is a record/bookstore au; dan is a former opiate addict whose grandparents/parents set him up with a small shop to run so that he would have something to occupy his time that wasn’t drugs (and set him up with an “employee” aka babysitter in the form of barry, who’s grandma probably went to shul with danny’s or something); arin moves to new jersey, which is as far away from los angeles and his cheating jerk ex-boyfriend as he can get without leaving the country, and ends up spending maybe too much time in this weird little shop; also, arin has a dog

(Part of him is aware what a romantic comedy this is - the whole post-breakup-get-a-dog thing - but there’s not a ton about his life that feels romantic <i>or</i> funny right now, so maybe that specific cliche isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.)

The guy at the front desk seems delighted that he's coming in with the express purpose of adopting a dog.  "If you don't fall in love with someone today," he says after he gets Arin's basic information, "we can get your email or your number or, like, your Facebook or whatever, we get surrenders all the time.  But we've got a really, really great group in right now."

He's short-ish, with a dense scrub of dark beard and bright, clever brown eyes, and his nametag says <i>Hi, I’m Barry</i>.  He's cute, Arin thinks, but there's no spark of legitimate interest like there might have been a couple years ago back home.  <i>Back in California</i>, he corrects himself inside his head.  He leads Arin with a surety through the shelter, past offices and vet tech rooms until they get to the actual anima holding areas.  

"Are you thinking, like," Barry says, "a puppy?  Size preference?"

"Not a puppy," Arin says immediately, because the little brown-and-white terrier puppy that's eyeing him from a couple kennels down is cute as shit, but he's never actually owned a dog by himself before.  "Do you have, like.  A beginner dog?"

3. cw for domestic abuse, skip to the next one if you aren’t cool w it; wip #3 is yet another normal-world-never-famous au where ross and arin are art students in philly and dan works a series of odd jobs in between open mic nights; arin befriends him and gradually tries to ease him away from his piece of shit boyfriend (mostly i want to write about the dynamics of a bad relationship where at least one half of the relationship cares about the other despite being able to acknowledge the toxicity/abuse and avoid the trope where there’s One Final Straw and they make a clean break the first time and live happily ever after)

There’s a chunk of hair ripped out, Arin thinks, and then realizes faintly that it’s not hair, it’s scalp, too, that there’s dried blood matted into his mess of curls, dry and flaky under his fingertips when he reaches to touch it.  Dan jerks away infinitesimally, breathes in, careful, and seems to make himself relax.  

“Sorry,” he says, and when he looks up, Arin can see the hemorrhage in his left eye, a little explosion of scarlet that makes his breath catch in his throat.  He still smiles, though, and it’s small and tight around the edges but almost believable.  “Sorry, that’s - uh - that’s pretty gross.  Sorry.”

4. wip #4 is weird and way overambitious; tl;dr egobang medieval semi-realistic fantasy where arin gets the attention of the seely court and gets arin-napped and dan, who is wildly unsuited for rescue missions, has to venture through the fae forest to get him back 

Morning comes cold and wet to the farm. Mist hangs low over the pastures and stables, clinging to the gardens like a lover; Dan wraps his cloak more snugly around himself before he steps outside, burying his fingers in the thick grey fur lining in search of the cords that lace it tighter.  It's Arin's cloak, made for someone far broader of shoulder, but there’s no one there to see how foolish he looks in a cloak twice his size. The wind from the east is brisk and cold, and it only seems to grow colder as he checks everyone over: the chickens first, who flutter their wings at him and cackle the news of the morning’s bounty - and the goats, the little doeling and her mother, who nips at his sleeve and vainly tugs him forward to her stall - and then all fourteen of the horses, the handful of colts and their nosing mothers and the three raw-boned geldings, ready to be traded.  Ice clings to the very tops of the long grass in the near pasture, and crunches under his feet as he walks the fenceline.

It seems lonely in a way that the farm rarely does.  He lingers in the barn with the hens, scatters more barley than usual so that they peck and prance around his feet, and even offers a handful to the goat doeling.  <i>It’s the cold,</i> he decides.  The doeling snuffles at his empty palm and bleats, a thin, piteous little noise.  Reflexively, he reaches into the bag for another palm’s worth.  <i>The cold has come too early, and without Arin - </i>

He stops himself there, shakes his head as if that will shake the thought away from it.  He’s given to spells of melancholy, and has been since he was young: they’re worse when Arin is gone away, but he only has only one more day to wait.  

so yes those are the myriad things i am Struggling with!!  tbh if any of those catch yr fancy send me an ask, if people seem like they’re more interested in one over the other it will probably be Much easier for me to write them lmao 

[cannedapricot]

Murder Mystery Party! Wanna One

happy late halloween!! here’s a halloween special, murder mystery party! wanna one for you all!!

welcome to the annual murder mystery party held every halloween

it’s a tradition you see

every student on campus is invited

and everyone apart from the victim is a suspect

but the thing is, nobody actually knows who the host is

rumor has it that the original host actually died one night and others have been keeping the tradition alive

but people also say that the host changes every year and is decided by lottery

every student receives a invitation a month before the 31st

so y’all have enough time to get a costume together lol

the envelope always matches the theme of the party

last year, it was a simple, slick black, matching the theme of a classy work dinner kinda party

included in the envelope was a wad of paper

containing everything you needed to know about your character and if they were the murderer or not

or if they were the person flopping to the floor dramatically and dying rip

but of course

this is all fictional and done for fun

or is it????? ???? ? 👀👀👀👀👀

this year, as usual, you received an invitation on september 30

this year though, the envelope was decorated in victorian accents 

in gold lettering, the first piece of paper read,

“you are hereby invited to the biggest victorian masquerade party of the year”

you already want to skip the party this year lma o

victORIAN CLOTHING IS EXPENSIVE. EVEN IF YOU’RE RENTING OK

ALSO A MASK????

LOOKS SADLY AT BANK ACCOUNT

but guess what!!!

minhyun and jaehwan ain’t having none of that!!!

again,,,, but loOK, IN MY DEFENSE,,, MINHWAN ARE BFF GOALS

the two drag you along with them to rent costumes

with you throwing a tantrum like a six year old on the way

“buT IT’S SO EXPENSIVE I CAN BARELY AFFORD TO E A T”

“oops the wind’s too loud, what’d you say?”

“tHe WiNd’S tOo LoUd. THERE’S NO WIND JAEHWAN”

so you settle for pouting

art student! baejin happily agreed to make masks for all twelve of you so that’s some money saved lol

you wince looking at the price tags

“300 foR A MONTH????? ARE YOU K I D D I N G M E”

stOPS BREATHING FOR A SHORT SECOND

bitCH YOU ARE SKIPPING THIS DUMB ASS PARTY--

“y/n where do you think you’re going??”

minhyun caught you by the hood of your hoodie

shIT

YOUR GREAT ESCAPE PLAN WAS FOULED BY NONE OTHER THAN THE GREAT EMPEROR HWANG

angrily puffs

the three of you are just as poor as each other

so you guys end up renting the cheapest three 

but of course, minhwan look 10/10

you’RE STUNNING AS WELL THOUGH

“yes y/n, step on me”

“i- what the fuck”

looking at other people’s character’s info was strictly against the rules 

you’d be uninvited every year from then on if you’re caught

but you were able to ask others about theirs 

cause it’s up to you to decide if they’re lying about it or not

and that’s what minhwan cautiously asks you on the way back to the dorms

“hey y/n, what’s your character this time?”

you

haven’t

really

looked 

at the info

and after renting the costume,,,,, yoU GOTTA MEMORIZE EVERYTHING ABOUT YOUR CHARACTER BEFORE THE PARTY

because well, taking out your info sheet at the party breaks the atmosphere

swEATS

“uH,,,, GUESS”

SONIC SPEEDS OFF

YOU WEREN’T GONNA LET THE TWO KNOW THAT YOU DON’T KNOW

BECAUSE HELL, JAEHWAN’S NEVER GONNA LET IT GO

EVEN IF IT WAS SOMETHING TINY LIKE THIS

so you SLAM your door open, stunning your dorm mate

CHUCK your rented costume on your bed

gently

because that thing was expensive as fuck

and FLIP out your character sheet

you were the child of a well known lord

and so you were in the middle upper class

you had an older brother who is SUPER protective of you

well, at least the sheet said

every character was unique and had different alibis

and murder motives

the host obviously has to spend all year on this lol

the victim was said to be a person in the higher level middle class (one of the only information about the victim given)

and so you were confused as to why you would be a suspect

why would someone in a higher social position murder someone lower??

a sigh of relief left your lips as you realize you’re not the real murderer

you sucked at lying

but you were a suspect due to the fact that you knew the victim since you guys were children and the two of you were sworn enemies

not the “oh my god i hate you but i also love you” kind

but the “fucKING HELL I ACTUALLY HATE YOU WITH ALL MY SOUL” kind

as you two grew up, you got mature,,,, but they got worse

you overheard something about the victim wanting to assault your father

anD SO YOU WERE SUSPECTED DUE TO THIS

BECAUSE EVERYONE WOULD THINK THAT YOU HAD TO KILL THEM BEFORE THEY KILL YOUR DAD

huffs

this would be a tough character to pull off

especially since the victim has plans to kill your father

that’s a strong motive

your dormmate willingly tells you that they’re a part of the working class

you hum in response

your gut feeling telling you to not show up at the party at all

buT YOUR MIND IS TELLING YOU TO GO BECAUSE YOUR WALLET IS HAVING A BREAKDOWN DUE TO THE STUPID COSTUME

so that’s what you do

on the 31st, you’re getting ready with your dormmate

and you receive a text from seongwoo as you’re fixing your mask

which, by the way, is also stunning. art student! baejin is talent itself

“hey, i apparently have a younger sibling and i’m asking everyone but they say that they don’t have no sibling. you’re my last hope y/N ARE YOU MY LONG LOST SIBLING”

you lowkey wanna reply with “fuck off”  but you reply saying that you, do, indeed have an older bro and that you two are not long lost siblings

“yUS IM POSITIVE ITS U, ARE U A CHILD OF SOME LORD???”

“yea”

“oKAY Y/N YOU CUTE LIL SIBLING, BIG BRO WILL PRO T E C T YOU”

flashbacks to haunted house pat timer! ong seongwoo

the info sheet said protective older bro but ong can’t wait for you to get a s/o lmao protective my ass

with a roll of your eyes, you head towards the party with your dormmate

WHICH WAS HELD IN SOME FANCY, EXPENSIVE HOTEL

it was already packed by the time you got there

you couldn’t tell who was w ho

the masks were throwing you off

your dormmate disappears off to the “kitchens” as she was a working maid

the host of the fake masquerade party (not the real host, the person whose character is the host in the script) was wearing a beautiful royal blue mask and was heading your way

you lowkey panic™

humaN INTERACTION???? ALREADY????

“hello, i’m your humble host today, lee daehwi”

“ohMYGOD DA E H W I”

“who is this--”

you pull him into a HUGE hug

“iT’S Y/N YO”

“yOU’RE NOT SUPPOSED TO BREAK CHARACTER FOR THE FIRST HOUR Y/N GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER”

“oH FUCK i mean hi!! i’m y/n,,,,”

swEATS 

“HOW DO PEOPLE INTRODUCE THEMSELF IN THIS ERA??” 

you whisper

“IDK I’M JUST GOING AROUND SAYING THAT I’M THE HOST”

he whispers back

YOU SCREAM INSIDE

“what are you supposed to be though??” you ask daehwi, looking at his costume

“i’m an earl,,,, i have no idea what an earl is but i mean,,, i get throw parties so,,,, it’s high in the hierarchy right?”

do earls throw parties i have no idea i can’t remember anything from black butler

you ask where the other guys were and so daehwi leads you to them without hesitation 

“lIL SIB!!!111!!11!111″

fuck

its “protective” sibling seongwoo!!

“lmao let go seongwoo” duke! daniel says

seongwoo pouts

the boys tell you their identities one by one as requested from you!

jisung and minhyun were barons, sungwoon’s a country farmer, seongwoo was of course the son of a lord, jaehwan was a duke along with daniel, jihoon and woojin were thieves (phantom thief! au anyone? 👀), baejin was a knight, daehwi was an earl and guanlin....

“you guys have it all good buT I’M A BUTLER???? HELLO???”

y'all burst into laughter

the party was gREAT

THE BUNCH OF YOU BASICALLY HUNG AROUND THE SNACK TABLE THE WHOLE PARTY

UNTIL YOU WERE ALLOWED TO BREAK CHARACTER AND DANCE LINE MADE A BEELINE FOR THE DANCE FLOOR

then it neared midnight

and everyone was wondering when someone would flop dead

then it hit midnight exactly

and an arrow came flying in through the window

and hit someone on the chest

biTCH WHAT THE FUCK

THAT SCARED ME LOL

THAT MUST BE THE DEATH FOR THE NIGHT

and so y’all buzz over to the victim

buT

THE ARROW AND BLOOD LOOKS SO REALISTIC??

sungwoon mutters,

“that’s not real blood is it? why does it look so real this year”

seongwoo pushes through the crowd and sniffs the blood for sungwoon lol

expecting it to be fake

but his eyes popped wide when

“thiS SMELLS LIKE REAL BLOOD???”

HOLY SHIT

“IS SHE BREATHING???”

“NO???”

FUCK

ABANDON EVERYTHING

LEAVE THIS PLA C E

REAL MURDERER ON THE LOOSE

CALL THE COPS SDUGBISB

someone does but it was raining real hard and the traffic was screwed up due to some crash

it’s gonna take the cops ages to arrive

shIT Y’ALL SCREWED

Y’ALL AIN’T GOING OUT IN THE RAIN IN THE HEAVY ASS COSTUMES

UNI DORMS WERE MILES AWAY

ALSO THINK OF THE PRICE TO GET IT DRY CLEANED 

AND THE DEAD PERSON WAS EXPOSED AS THE REAL HOST OF THE MURDER MYSTERY PARTY

AS WELL AS THE MURDERER OF THE NIGHT

YOU WENT THROUGH HER POCKETS AND FOUND THE MASTERLIST OF WHO WAS WHO

SHIT

for safety reasons, the party goers decide to stay in clusters

and try find the real murderer so you guys can lock them up and make sure they’re not gonna kill anyone anytime soon

you melt into wanna one’s group

they don’t question you because y’all a cute group of friends

but you guys decide to start from finding where the arrow came from

so you guys head outside (with some shotty umbrellas jisung found)

and head towards the general direction the arrow came from

seongwoo and his extra ass climbs a tree to “observe” 

he stumbles upon this machine, timed for 12 on the dot

y’aLL GET GOOSEBUMPS

SEONGWOO’S GLOATING ABOUT IT ON THE WAY BACK INSIDE

“I’M SO TALENTED, I SHOULD BE A DETECTIVE”

“k”

back inside, you find the others cornering your dormmate

because they’re known for having a rivalry with the victim

but this is the “ oh my god i hate you but i also love you” kind of rivalry

the others didn’t know that though

you knew though

so you, being the hero you are, step in

wanna one trying to hold you back because

“stAY OUT OF TROUBLE Y/N”

“thAT’S DANGEROUS”

but you end up defending your dormmate anyways

it took a lot of persuasion on your part but

you didn’t do persuasive speeches for nothing during classes

and you end up successful 

jihoon stepped in at some point to help you but that wasn’t the point

and everyone continues their search

until woojin finds this rather big muddy footprint on the marble floor

which obviously could only be there if someone went outside during the party

it hadn’t rained when the party started

and it couldn’t be any of the w1 squad

it was a different shoe size than what the 12 of you were wearing

then everyone started comparing the bottom of their shoes lmAO

it was a mess

jisung couldn’t take it anymore and just screamed at everyone

“SHUT UP!!!!!!!!! LETS JUST COMPARE ONE BY ONE OK???”

and that’s what everyone did

they came up one by one next to the print and guanlin squinted at their facial expressions to find anyone looking like they’ve just killed anyone lol

this continued until there were only a few people left

and the killer broke from pressure

he admitted that he had committed the crime

if he was gonna be exposed soon anyways, might as well admit it himself

“i was supposed to be the victim tonight, but i was the victim last year, and the year before that! it’s not fair that everyone else but me gets to have fun. i found out who the host was through multiple sources and begged her to change me for another role. but she shot me down without hesitation. i asked her why,,,, but she just looked at me coldly and said that i was only suited to be the victim. i,,,, got angry and lost control,,,,, i planned this tonight. i’m so sorry.”

he said with his head down

daniel sighed as he moved to hold the dude’s arms to his sides

“such a shame", he tuts

anD CUE THE COPS WHO BASICALLY DID NOTHING

WEE WOO WEE WOO

they show up and the murderer away

needless to say, the campus tradition was no longer continued

no one wanted to attend ever again

“hey guys, are you going next year?”

“hELL NAH”

here’s the late halloween special!!! sweats in 2.3k words

you can tell that i tried to finish it on time by how rushed the ending was,,,,,, it’s not my best aaaaa likE THE KILLER BROKE UNDER PRESSURE????? IM SO SHIT AT THIS. I’LL STICK WITH CRINGEY FLUFF FROM NOW WHE E ZES

also, my search history is filled with searches about the victorian era dsbvisb

[headoverhiddles]

Omg yes I loved the quadruplets headcanon thing! And what if Nicolas has like a bff and they're great friends. But when they get older they both have feelings for each other and they start dating. But Nicolas is scared to tell Gaston and Lefou but his sisters encourage him so he ends up telling them and they're so happy for him (plus they've always like Nicolas's bff). So now they can kiss and stuff around them and his sisters always coo at them! Aahhhhh! The feelings I'm having for this!!!❤️

Yes yes!! [[Original headcanon here]]. 

Okay so let’s call Nicolas’ bff Jean. So Jean and Nick are inseparable, have been best friends since the get go- Jean is a little bit of a troublemaker/bad boy type though (much like Gaston, but a little nicer lmao) and they’re really cute. Anyway, the Headmaster knows them as the kind of duo of his class that never stops talking to each other.

“Nick,” the headmaster says sternly when he sees how close he’s sitting to Jean, “Go sit over there. Jean, you stay where you are.” In my mind, the headmaster is kinda homophobic, so he’s always trying to break them up. Lefou’s onto him, he knows and he’s pissed, but Gaston just reassures him it’s because the old schoolteacher is bitter his wife left him for another man and he has no love in his life. 

Of course, Jean and Nick always play together outside of school too, and as they grow together, they start to do new things together, like the first time they egg an annoying kid’s house: 

“Did you see the look on his face, mon ami?” Jean laughed, slapping his knee. Nicolas grins too, but is worried they’re going to be found out, and even more worried over what his dad’s going to do when he finds out twelve of his precious eggs are missing. Spoiler: the next morning Gaston cries for an hour because he only got to eat four dozen eggs rip. 

To celebrate turning 18 and coming of age, they go on a hunting trip- Gaston tells Nick all the things he has to know about firing a gun and skinning the game, and Lefou packs them up for a weekend at their rustic hunting lodge. 

Now that they’re 18, Jean tells Nick on the way there that he’s going to start courting Christene, a simple farmer’s daughter. He confesses in secret to Nick that he has no real feelings for her, but his parents expect him to start finding a suitable woman to bear his children soon- they’re of a more traditional mindset than Nick’s family. It breaks Nick’s heart to think of his best friend kissing someone else, laughing with someone else, sleeping in the same bed and holding someone else… and his heartache and pining only gets worse sleeping one bed away from him the entire weekend. 

The weekend is filled with Sexual Tension. On the last night, they hear a wolf howling a little too close to their cabin- Nick’s terrified, Jean’s trying to act like a hero, but when the latter takes one step outside with his rifle and hears the howl again, he runs back in, bolts the door, and drags Nick with him to his bed. They snuggle together the entire night, shaking and shivering and very, very close.The close proximity leads to a kiss, and a kiss leads to *cough* both their first times staying warm. The next morning, they talk it out, and decide this is something not worth losing over trying to fit in with the villagers- they would pursue their love.

Nicolas is so happy, but he’s also worried about what his parents would think. Like, sure they’re a same sex couple in a village where such a thing is pretty socially unacceptable, but still… what if they wanted something different for him?? 

His sisters are all together for a while instead of just having Antoinette around, (as Adalene, the eldest, has come back briefly from a trip to Paris to seek out jobs there in the fashion modelling industry, and Alexandra has come back to visit from school in London). They all notice Nick’s a little more neurotic than usual, and visit him where he’s sitting in the barn one day. He tells them all about the trip and what happened, and they’re all squealing for him, beyond happy. 

“Do you love each other?” Adelene asks, clasping her hands together. 

“Does he know what he’s getting into with dad and his infamous date target practice?” Alexandra asks, crossing her arms.

“Was he superb in bed?!” Antoinette hisses, “I always imagined Jean would be with those legs.” Adalene smacks her upside the head. They ask when he’s going to tell their dad and papa, but Nick tells them how scared he is of coming out. They don’t pressure him, but remind him of the fact that Gaston and Lefou would never, ever hate him for this. 

Soon after, Nick’s papa sits him down one day in town by the fountain, and tells his moping son a story. 

“You know why I love this fountain so much, Nick?” Lefou asks. 

“Why, papa?” Nick sighs, resting his chin on his fist. 

“Because I was pushed into it when I was your age.” 

Nick frowns, and Lefou elaborates with a smile and a distant, dreamy look. “Yep. All my schoolmates gathered around and pushed me right in- they thought it was so funny, cause I couldn’t swim. Yeah, it was just a fountain, but I was scared to death of water.”

“So? What happened?” Nick asked, fully invested in the story now. 

“So… picture this,” Lefou holds his hands up, “I’m floating there, splashing around like a maimed duck, and out of the butcher shop comes-”

“Dad?”

“You guessed it.”

“Knew this was gonna be a sappy story.”

“Hey, you’re 18. Thought I would tell you about the time I met your dad- and the time when he was the only one in this village who went against the grain and respected me.” He nudges his son. “He was also an oblivious fuckwad, who couldn’t take a hint for 13 years. Eventually, I had to kiss him in order for it to click that- woah!- this guy who’s been swooning over me for 13 years and would do anything for me actually likes me?!” Lefou chuckles. “Aaaand, that’s how we got married. Point is…” He chooses his words carefully, “Sometimes, it takes a while for someone to realize how they feel. But they’ll come around, if it’s meant to be.”

Nick looks up, realizing what his papa’s talking about- or who. Should he tell him now?

“I do. Now let’s go find Alexandra in the book shop, and pick you some flowers to give to Jean tonight.”   

“W-what?”

“Seriously, take it from someone who knows, Nick- sometimes, you’ve gotta pull their heads outta their asses for them.” 

“The thing is, papa…” 

“Yeah?”

“Um…” Nicolas blinks, and decides to wait until that night- he obviously had his papa’s support, but he wanted to break the news in front of both of his parents

. At dinner, he finally stands up, and clears his throat, placing a hand over his heart. Gaston immediately rolls his eyes, ripping his chunk of bread in half.  

“Oh heaven help me, Nicolas, you’re not going to recite another passage from that dastardly boring book about the… oh, what was it? The moody prince and all his dead friends, are you?” 

“How dare you, dad, Hamlet is extraordinary!” Alexandra gasps, but Lefou shushes them, eagerly awaiting what Nick has to say. 

“I…” Nick starts, blushing, “I’ve begun a relationship with Jean.” He’s silent, waits. His sisters are already clapping silently, encouraging him. 

“Well, it’s about damn time!” Gaston finally grins, kicking out his chair, rising from the table, and walking over to yank Nick into a stifling bear hug. “He’s a good, strong young lad, Jean is- I like him. Proud of you,” he adds, kissing him on the top of the head, and Lefou sighs, hugging Nick as well. Later, he cuddles into his husband in bed. 

“Our son is so brave,” he whispers. 

“He is,” Gaston nods, “And he will need to continue to be- relationships like ours and his won’t make it easy for him. He’ll need a tough hide. A streak of confidence.”

“I think Jean’s got that trait down pat,” Lefou chuckles, already wondering if Nick would wear his father’s captain uniform or a specially tailored dress to his future wedding. 

Oooooh that was really long but I love this headcanon *cries*

[mushroomcityapartments]

For Audrey and Tower, Questions 16, 17 and 18!

16: [OC] What gave you the inspiration for your muse? 

Oh gosh, okay so for Audrey. I had this dream, a long time ago before I made this blog. About this fisherman shy guy, who lived in a cozy home in a bog?? And he had two friends, one who I forgot, and a sleepy piranha plant.

And well, that dream is the one that inspired me to make OCs in the first place, and the sleepy piranha plant went on to be Audrey!! I chose a pale one since I hadn’t seen anyone make one of those yet, and it all took off from there? She’s actually the only one from that dream that made it to the blog ;; rip fisherman shy guy, the one who started it all.....

Tower was actually the first OC I made! After the dream, I was trying to think of species that no one had made an OC of yet, and I hadn’t seen any D-men!! And D-men are so fun and shapey, I hade to make one... and there he is. The Soft Child. His personality then came when I designed him and he looked so rough, and there I knew. He was kind through and through.

17: [OC] What made you choose their faceclaim/appearance? 

There is just something inherently sapphic about having completely covered eyes. There is just no denying this fact. Other than that, I started out with Audrey having more 20s inspired clothes bc she was partially inspired by Thoroughly Modern Millie but then she became a farmer so now she has. Farm Clothes. Also ok she’s like... rly obviously based off of SU Sapphire in appearance lmAO but like I said... covered eyes is sapphic.

Tower, honestly?? I just, drew what I thought the regular D-man sprite looked like to me. Square! Though he is more round now, and I like how he has evolved that way!

18: [OC] Was their background decided from the start or developed over time? 

Their backgrounds were developed over time! I mean, my goals for them in mind were always: Tower wants to get out of his job, Audrey wants to be a star in the city. But everything else, the meat, came after that. To be fair though, Tower and Audrey don’t have the particularly largest backstories. Both are pretty straightforward!

Also, they were originally gonna live with a few other characters, but some of those characters were either scrapped, or given different roles as things changed!