#super-nerdy-chick

[butterscotchpiesandguys]

Acting The Part

I was a film student, that means I had to play a lot of roles. Mostly, however, I remained the one behind the cameras. Why? Well it was simply because I was pretty humble... in my own words, others would call me shy and reserved.

I had a project coming up, a final film for the semester. Had to be within the genre we were working for an unfortunately for me that was romance. I was not good with romance, obviously of course. I was shy. So... that was why I partnered up with a few buddies, Chris, Tony, Danielle, and Skylar. It was an optional group project due to how big it was. Unfortunately one guy who was left out was Brian. A total douche, called himself a sigma and everything. Totally full of himself.

Saw himself being the star too, always was in the movies... although with his ripped abs, jawline, and general physique... it was obvious why he thought he would be in the group... so we started scripting. It went well at first, that was until Brian started butting in. Asked if his girlfriend could be the love interest. This was supposed to be a group project and so we said no, Danielle would be covering that part. He whined about it until Skylar came up to me to ask something. "Do we need Brian here?" He asked softly, so he didn't actually hear. He was off arguing with Tony again, Go figure.

"Well... I did have an idea..." I admitted. Of course this idea was also a bit rude. We would simply do the script without him. Meetup some times, make excuses. It worked for a while until he started to get suspicious. He was stupid but he wasn't that stupid.

About a week into scripting, everything was coming out well. We almost had it done and we even had a role for Brian! Now we weren't going to tell him until the day of, and seeing how he needed this for a good grade... he'd have to go along with it. Well that was what I thought until he stopped me on the way to a class. "Hey [Y/N], how's it hangin." He put his hand beside my head as I leaned against the wall. He asked a simple question, quite friendly too... if it wasn't for his threatening tone. "Been a while, started to think my film partner died. That would have been bad." He chuckled and let up a bit. "Why don't we talk about the script for a bit. "I uh..." I tried to speak up but he put his hand on my back as he walked me away from the class I had next.

"You say somethin? No? Okay well good, we're goin someplace nice and comfortable." He started to walk me out of the building and through the campus. Some people stared at us, I mean a star football player and some film student would draw some eyes. Eventually we got to the bleachers of the football stadium. It was super empty and due to Brian having a part time job cleaning the place he had keys.

We sat down on some metal bleachers near the announcer's box and he had me get out my laptop. "So, run me through the script. Last I heard I was going to be the star?" He smirked a bit. This would be hard to break.

"Well uh... I'll just uh... we made some changes but everything's still very flexible!" I tried to assure him. I started at where it would begin, a nerd getting bullied. The bully was played by... Brian. he wasn't too happy but was willing to hear me out. Then I went through the story slower, more cautiously to not offend the giant oaf. Stuff about the nerds banding together... having a fun time and ultimately the nerd getting the nerdy chick. Danielle was supposed to play the nerdy girl, Skylar wanted to be the main character. I would be the camera man and director. Brian looked annoyed. "So... this sucks."

"Wait what? What about it sucks? Is it just because you're not the main star? You know what'd be weird." I tried to fight back. It was partially my script.

"Lemme guess, your buddy Skylar wrote a lot of it." I looked down and did have to agree... so I nodded, Skylar was a great writer though! "Look man, I know you don't like being in front of the camera and stuff but this might be your last little movie, why not have fun with it? How is this fair to you at all?" Wait was Brian sticking up for me?

"I uh... I guess it's not... But I don't really like being the star." I looked at the bigger guy who was now being oddly nice.

He sighed. "Yeah, and I'm not sayin you have to be. I mean you gave me a pretty raw deal." Brian looked oddly sad.

I was always the one to make peace... god damn it... would I really do this? I had to... "Well uh... what would you propose to change that stuff?" I asked, nervous to what he would propose.

"Well, here's my idea. We swap some roles around. Make it better for all of us. Skylar can run the camera this time, he always gets to be in front of it." I nodded, Skylar could be a competent camera man... "Glad you agree, then I can take his role as a nerd and you can be the rival... hell maybe you can get your own babe out of it."

"Wait, what?" I looked at the big guy confused. Him? The nerd? No way. And me as the rival? How the hell would I do that? "I don't think that'll work. I mean we should cast for what we're good at and..."

Brian cut me off, "Yeah and I'm pretty nice, right?" I looked at him, he was looking me right in the eyes. I nodded, not wanting to be rude. "Exactly! So I should be given the chance to play a fun nice guy!" His smile was reassuring but I still had issues.

"Yeah but I really don't think people will buy me as a douchebag..." I sighed and scratched my head. It was true. I was smaller, weaker, and dorky as hell.

"Well, sure, right now you don't but trust me! I got some ideas that can help you! But it's what someone would call... method acting. Probably heard of it."

"That sounds like a dumb idea, I'll be honest. I mean... that'll just get me bullied.... more than usual at least." I sighed, feeling like this was going nowhere.

"Nah, trust me bro. I mean if you stick with me I'll vouch."

"But I barely have any classes with you aside from film related ones." I looked a bit confused. How would that work.

"Well here's the deal. I can talk to my professors, tell them you wanna do some stuff and I'm sure with a little flexing of my status... we can get you in for the few more weeks or months we have left of class this semester. It's not gonna be much, mister straight As." He was going to do that for me?

"I guess... I could see how this goes... I could use a break before my other finals..." I chuckled a bit nervously, which made him pat my back, almost flinging me out of my seat.

"There we go! Here's my phone number and..." He grabbed my phone and put his number and contacts in, "We should be good to go, send me a link to the script btw! Gotta work on that thing!

That night I sent him the link, and felt oddly nervous about this. I mean... it was like starting a whole new life! I hadn't been in front of the cameras in a while so that would be nerve racking too! Brian's advice was to "Not think about it." Seemed he could go his whole life without thinking about much.

The next day we spent working out, and working on attitude. His girlfriend Tori came over during some of it and Brian said it would be a great time to practice confidence. I didn't nail it. He had a good laugh though and she took it in stride. Overall a good Saturday.

The day after that we worked on some more muscle, while also just hanging out again... this time some of his douchey friends came over. He was saying this was both confidence and some experience training. Like being in job training. Eventually I somewhat grew accustomed to them. They all were charismatic and handsome too. I felt oddly at home near some of them, hell I even threw some insults back at them when they came my way. I wasn't great at it yet.

Day three of this shit and I was now walking around with Brian and his little group. Seemed most of them had the same classes. I got stopped in the hall though by a classmate. He tried to direct me to class but... as per a whispered instruction... I mocked him and his shit haircut. After classes we worked out, seemed like this was something I had to do... Brian and Tanner, one of Brian's friends who was more in on it, said this was to make me not sound like a dork when referencing sports and shit. Good reason...

My the next week I was already feeling the burn. Skylar and the others were a bit pissed at me for blowing off our group meetings for hangouts with Brian and his crew. I told him I was method acting and he should get off my case. Well he didn't take it too well. "Well maybe you should stop being in our fucking shit if you like Brian that much!" That was a bad insult.

I yelled back. "Well, maybe if you didn't try to hog the limelight all the time I wouldn't be doing this shit!" It kind of just came out of me. For some reason... Skylar looked a bit... weaker and smaller than me. "Besides, not like you could even carry a movie with that fuckin acne." I may have went too far, he looked pissed and I felt awful. He stormed off leaving me alone...

I had a party that night, at the frat. Brian noticed me looking down the entire time. Came to comfort me. "Bro, trust me. He deserved it. I mean he's always been pushing you back and the moment you try and get out there and have fun he tries to put you back down? Not cool, you know that."

"Yeah but... I don't wanna fuck shit up with my friends and all that." I said with a red solocup in my hand.

"Well... maybe you're better off without them. I mean the only one I see potential in is maybe Danielle." I nodded.

"Yeah, Tony is a nobody, Skylar is a pussy... And I was both. Still feel bad for Danielle." I had a crush on her before.

"Well don't go around pussyfooting. I'm sure we can change the script and as her to method act too! I mean how much fun has it been for you, Oliver."

"Oliver?" I laughed and looked at Brian, "Why'd you call me that?"

"Oh! Well I had an idea. Just a small one. I mean why not go by your character's name? You are supposed to be method acting!"

"Yeah... Oliver... that... works well." I smiled. I mean I did look like an Oliver now... or at least the character! I didn't know how but in retrospect god my body was wimpy. Now I looked fire as hell!

The next few days would be painfully awkward. Skylar would try and salvage the script, much to the annoyance of Brian and I. There were two sides clashing and I knew which one sounded better, Skylar was just doing this for himself. Eventually Brian and I started a secret document, included Danielle in there too. Got them over Discord on a call to talk about the newer idea. By now we had enough of the nice guy act. Brian thought it was way too soft... he pitched the new idea. "Why don't we, instead of doing whatever that little soy boy wants, do our own thing. Like... Why don't we do something where the bullies got some character."

Danielle was hesitant. "Well what about the others? And what would my role be?"

I had an answer already. "Well we need a camera man and Tony, by far, is the best of Skylar and him. I mean I could do it but I've worked pretty hard."

"[Y/N]..." Danielle sighed, She was getting tired of this.

"Dani, it's Oliver or Ollie. I'm taking it pretty serious as you can see." I smiled. into the webcam which I never used before... hell my whole profile changed. Near daily pics of me were my banner and icon instead of some anime boy.

Brian nodded a bit. "So, we want you in this film too Dani, you're a great actress but we want you to practice your new role. You'll be Ollie's bitchy GF, like a mean girl kinda thing."

"But that isn't...." She got cut off by me again.

"Look, Dani... I know it ain't your style but this isn't mine either. To be a star you have to make sacrifices, and playing the part is the thing. I already asked and Tori can help you get into role. And hey, we can hang more if you do... I mean if you want my place is pretty open." It was an invite to fuck. By now I was still a virgin, even if Brian tried to change that many times.

"Okay..." She finally agreed. Thank god this was getting annoying.

Eventually we got our crew together. Some guys from the soccer team for scrawnier nerds, some guys from Brian's crew to be our friends and... Danielle was coming along fine. My type had shifted a bit, especially now that I could have options... they were molding her real nicely.

Skylar soon got wind of our plan but by now it was too late to stop. I was getting ready for the first day of filming. I had my body in peak performance, all done up by one of Tori's friends. And he came over to yell at me. Not congratulate me. By this point I just had Alex, one of Brian and I's friends walk him off the little set we staged. Students would be happy to actually get in this film. I mean we were big stars around campus and we knew it.

People loved how I changed. I became a star. I mean... with my now blonde hair, scuffy facial hair, ripped abs, giant body... who wouldn't. Brian helped me realize something. I was made to be in front of the cameras. I was made to be a star. Danielle would realize that in time too.

As for the filming... it went spectacular. We all got great grades, hell... we started helping Tony out with getting better himself! I mean... we'd need it if we wanted to make more of these. It was a fun parody film... even if it was meant to be serious. The audience didn't get it but whateves. Wasn't my problem. I just didn't have to think too hard about it.

Within months I asked out Danielle, she said yes... of course. We became a new power couple. I urged her to join a sports team like I was doing. I started football like Brian. We did well as a team... also started power lifting and by god I was great! Danielle did gymnastics and by god was she flexible. Eventually I had my name changed. I was welcomed into Brian's family pretty easily too... so I adopted his last name. We were the Greene brothers.... started small with acting and sports but soon, through some modeling and commercials... we started getting big.

As for Skylar... who knows what became of that no name wannabe. He didn't take his shot. Maybe if he was more eager he could have ended up as a male model like Tony. Eh, not my problem. I just played my part and helped everyone around me. That's what being a star is for... you play your part and you like it... And I love it.

[octuscle]

im a skinny 18 year old nerd who is also a wimp and super shy. i'm 5 foot 7 inches tall with an iq of 160 .one afternoon i was walking across the college campus was on my way to  the Chemistry Lab when a pair of big burly hands grabbed me , punched me in the gut. When i came to ,i was tied to a bench with rope in the male locker room. my legs were tied to a bar below the bench and my hands two the pegs above. my mouth was coved with duct tape with a mouthguard inside my mouth. i look down to see all my clothes were gone i was wearing only a jock strap . i have never worn a jockstrap before it was so uncomfortable .i look to see my red star trek t-shirt , my jeans, my sneakers and socks & my "geeky" white briefs were are cut up on the floor. i look up to see that i was surrounded by the hairiest, most manly, most self-centered, most muscled guys on campus : The college football team. the football team was wearing gray tank tops & crimson basketball shorts. the football players were at least 6 feet 3 inches tall in height and is broad-shouldered and muscular in build .their faces have thick beards, .they took off their tank tops i saw they all have 6 pack abs , substantial pecs and arms They told me that each fall they capture a college freshman nerd they take him to the locker room & the jocks take that geek & they make that geek into one of their own. that this year i was that nerd & that soon i will be unrecognizable that my nerdy body will be going though the changes of having a nerds body into growing & becoming a jocks body. soon i will have a body of a jock. that the mouthguard in my mouth is not only collecting spit in my mouth in process of changing my high nerdy voice into a deep jock voice .they will let me keep my iq ill be the team linebacker & tutor. i will also tutor the cheerleaders& sorority girls who also will find me  the  object of sexual desire for most of the women on campus . i saw a gym bag in a corner with other pairs of boxers& jockstraps& clothes such as gym shorts, tank top, sweats, a box of  XXL Magnum condoms  and a table right in front of me on that table was a football uniform, The helmet, cleats, jersey, and gear .they shoe me the jersey with my last name. also on the table other items that will turn my nerds body into a jocks body items such as jock deodorant& shaving cream which change my hair less nerdy armpits into hairy jock armpits& will also cause my face to grow a thick brown beard. a protective cup which when the team put the protective cup under my jockstrap caused my dick to grow into a huge jock dick. i watch as they change my nerds body into a jock body with a genius iq. afterwards the team had practice then take my team picture with in my football uniform .after practice i changes my clothes into a gray tank tops & crimson basketball shorts same outfit as the other guys on the team for a party at a frat house at the frat house the guys on the team took off my tank top to show my jock body that i now have a 6 pack abs , substantial pecs and arms which lead the cheerleaders & sorority girls to bid on who i will lose my v card to now living my as a tall nerd jock hybrid with a genius iq who is a chem major . my jock build & broad-shouldered, alongside my wavy dark brown hair, perfectly puts me into the description of "tall, dark and handsome. As result of my good looks (and sometimes solely because of them), i am is often the object of sexual desire for most of the women on campus. the women on campus have been known to physically objectify me. i have also have model recruiters after me . i'm generally oblivious to my attractiveness

Bro, what else can I add… But I don't understand what you have with the cheerleaders and the chicks?

As far as I know, the smell of the quarterback's sweaty hair makes you horny and wild…

But anyway, the world needs more hot nerds. Have fun!

[yeehawbvby]

Let’s Play a Game (Sebastian x GN!Reader)

Rating: Teen+ 

Summary: Sebastian has a strange proposition for you.

Author’s Note: Inspired by this comic! This is my first fic to be released publicly and I speedran it at like 5am when inspiration struck. It’s super corny, but I hope y’all like it anyway!

Edit: Found the comic’s source, finally! Martin Rosner, or @/HotPaperComics on Twitter :)

Check it out on ao3!

“Let’s play a game.”

You cock a brow, choking back a strong sip of your drink, fresh off the bar counter. Jeez, that blue-haired chick spiked the crap out of this thing.

“What kind of game?”

Your acquaintance, Sebastian, is sporting the most dastardly possible grin.

He’s the son of your neighborhood carpenter, and just about the only human you’ve had contact with under the age of 40 since moving away from the city. A charming fella, if you find edgy, nerdy stoners to be charming… Unfortunately, you do.

And after you somehow got lucky enough for him to invite you out, and couldn’t resist saying “yes” to his obnoxiously pretty face. You hadn’t checked your luck today, but you can only assume that the spirits have been doing Yoba’s work.

Narrowing his eyes, he answers your question. “Chicken.”

Chicken? Memories of your childhood friends flood your mind. Stacking atop each other’s shoulders on a hot summer’s day, pool noodles in hand. Sunscreen and sweat and heavily chlorinated water making your grips slippery. Not a worry in the world, other than whether or not you would be the first to fall into the water below you…

“Like, the pool game?”

He laughs, “Not quite.” He sips his own beverage — the same thing as yours — unfazed by its strength. Show-off. “Let’s spend some quality time together.” Oh? “We’ll help each other with errands, do some cooking together, go on some adventures in the mines or whatever…”

“So,” the gears turn in your brain as you cut him off, “you just want to… hang out? How is that—”

He silences you with a raised finger, cutting you back off with his words. “First one to fall in love loses.”

“…What? ”

“You’re new, so you’re basically friendless, yeah?”

“Ouch,” you wince, although you can’t help the light laugher that escapes you. He isn’t wrong.  You just got here, what, a week ago? “Yeah, I guess.”

“Are you single?” He endearingly wiggles his eyebrows, to which you roll your eyes.

“Yeah…” you grumble into your drink before bravely downing half the glass.

“Then it’s settled.”

“But still, how is this a game?”

“Don’t worry about it.”

_______________

You knew you were at a disadvantage when starting this stupid little “game” with Sebastian, but you had no idea how hard it would be. Of course he’s cute, so there’s no avoiding a crush on the guy. You knew that. But after spending so much time with him over just a few days, you’re hopelessly into him.

But you’ll be damned if you tell him that.

Sure, it’s probably cheating, but you have too much pride to just openly admit defeat so easily. And besides, who’s to say it’s love yet? Not you, you sly bastard.

One night at the beach, watching the stars and waves together, you ask for clarification. “What is love?”

He avoids the question, only singing the lyrics “Baby don’t hurt me, no more," in response.

Another day, while he’s helping you forage in Cindersnap, he cheekily asks, “Have you ever wanted to kiss me?“

Of course you have. But instead of answering, you sing, “K-k-kiss me, infect me with your love and…” etcetera.

It’s become a trend. Part of the game, if you will. Whenever either of you openly questions the other’s feelings, the rules of the game, whatever, the other person pulls a song outta their ass, turning the situation into an impromptu karaoke. It’s fun, but it’s only making things harder in the end.

The charade goes on for weeks. Neither of you have had the balls to call it quits, and you’re both feeling the consequences of this long-fought battle.

________________

“C’mere,” Sebastian mumbles from the other side of your couch.

You scoot over just a little, not daring to cuddle up. The two of you have only made light contact thus far, and you know you’ll probably come out as a big dirty cheater who lost the game forever ago, if you were to do so much as hold hands with the guy.

He whines, “More.” He reaches his arm out, signaling you to tuck yourself into his side. “I don’t bite hard, I promise.”

You glare at him. “I’m good.”

“You’re shivering, actually.” Ugh. He’s right. The central heating in your cabin hasn’t been installed yet, leaving the fireplace in the kitchen as your only source of warmth.

“Fine, whatever.” you snuggle into his arms, balling up your blanket over your cheeks to hide the fierce blush coating them.

As Sebastian searches through your movie options on Netflix, you’re able to slowly settle into his touch… although, the more you cozy up to him, the faster you can hear his nearby heart racing.

Maybe you fell for him first, but this is definitely the heart rate of someone who’s just as into you as you’re into them. Holy shit.

You giggle.

“Hmm?” he hums questioningly.

“Is your resting heart rate always this fast?”

No answer.

Your eyes widen at his silence. You peer up to see his own eyes wide as well.

“Oh my god,” you lean up, leveling with him.

He closes his eyes, “God damnit.”

“Oh my GOD.” Beaming, you cup his cheeks in your hands. His eyes are still shut but his face is getting warm. “I won.”

No answer.

“I fucking won!”

Still no answer. His eyes slowly open, staring back at yours. As soon as he sees your goofy smile, he mirrors it.

Not knowing what else there is to do at a time like this, you kiss him. He kisses back, and it’s as magical as you’d imagined it to be. His lips are soft, his kissing style as rough around the edges as he is. It doesn’t take long for tongues to get involved.

But it also doesn’t take long for him to crack the code:

With a light grunt and his eyebrows furrowed, he pulls away. “Wait, but if you’re this eager to…” he thinks aloud. You can almost see the lightbulb go on. Oops. “You didn’t win, did you?”

[br1ghtestlight]

do you have any headcanons for the Belcher family?

SORRY IT TOOK ME LIKE 50 YEARS TO ANSWER THIS writers block or whatever. I will give u a few each because i like thinking about these characters :)

bob

he is a big fan of 70s and 80s dad rock music and some queer culture music from that era like freddie mercury and cyndi lauper (that he listened to a decent amount growing up next to a gay bar). when the kids were younger he would sing to them in their highchair etc while he was cooking dinner and dance with them, louise and tina were not huge fans of his music however lol louise ends up enjoying more kpop/alt/punk rock music and tina likes upbeat pop music. gene definitely shares his dads music taste tho!! they go to concerts together when gene is a little older

pete (regular at big bob's diner and owner of the gay bar next door) was bob's first gay crush as a kid. kinda stressful bcuz he was coming of age Directly during the aids crisis and having an older queer male figure in his life really helped. he also had a weird gay situationship with one of his nerdy guy friends from high school and they did some..... experimenting together 👀

he has movie nights w/ each of his kids!! he usually watches hawk and chick movies with louise, western movies with gene (or really stupid high school comedy movies like pitch perfect. at gene's request) and basically Whatever romantic comedy or horsegirl movie of the week that tina chooses. he honestly loves all of them bcuz they remind him of his kids personalities and interests <3 these happen usually three to four times a month and he'll let the kids stay up later (until 10pm or 11pm) to watch with him, but they usually fall asleep on his lap before the end of the movie

he let tina and gene give him makeovers when they were younger with mom's old makeup etc. he mostly did it for their sake but he really did enjoy wearing the nail polish, I think he'd look good in black nail polish if he didnt have to wash his hands 500 times a day working in the restaurant. he's very into the alt rock and roll style and aesthetic in theory if not in actual presentation

in his heart he's a punkrocker in reality he is a middle aged dad wearing old tshirts stained with ketchup

linda

when louise was younger (before she could shower/bathe herself) linda was the ONLY person she'd ever let wash or brush her hair when her ears weren't on. linda still gives louise her (very very) occasional haircuts so that her hair doesn't become TOO unmanageable, and she brushes louise hair sometimes just for fun :) louise is the one she always sings the harry truman song to because louise thought it was funny when she was younger

linda's dad taught her how to ride a bike when she was a kid but by the time that gayle was old enough to learn their dad wasn't really. interested in doing that stuff anymore lol. so linda taught gayle how to ride her bike!!! it didn't go super well and there were lots of bruises and tears involved over a four day period, but it's some of gayle and linda's happiest memories together. linda stepped in a lot for gayle when their parents wouldn't put in the effort

linda was actually involved in A LOT of sports when she was growing up!! she was on the school basketball team and did some soccer and track extracurriculars. she was a bit of a jock and she still enjoys playing sports on the rare occasion she gets the chance w/ one of her kids (but she is sliiightly too compeitive). louise is the only belcher kid who is any good at athletic stuff but she isn't super into team sports. she'll play occasionally with linda at the park though. she's also the only belcher family member who can handle linda's competitive spirit, including bob

tina:

started wearing glasses at like five months old bcuz she's farsighted and genuinely couldnt see ANYTHING lol. there exist very few pictures or videos of her as a baby before she got glasses (her infancy was also somewhat chaotic due to the newly opened restaurant and everything so not a lot of time for photos) when gene and louise find a few in an old photo album its GENUINELY like they found a previously lost artifact from ancient egpyt. they've seen tina without her glasses obvs but this was tina BEFORE her glasses!!!! wow!!!

she enjoys cooking w/ bob even though she isn't a particularly good cook. she's anxious around stoves and other appliances which is most of the problem but she also doesn't have a natural talent for it 😭. she helps bob cook dinner sometimes and when she was younger she helped with cooking a special mother's day breakfast for linda (gene and louise were too little to help out)

tina loves both her parents equally but she prefers spending time w/ bob more than linda bcuz he matches her energy level better. they're both anxious kinda quiet and introverted people (tina obviously got most of her personality from bob) so she just likes hanging out with him and going on errands together. tina has a special place in bob's heart too as his oldest child and his firstborn, so they really do love spending the day together whenever possible

gene

when tina is in high school and gene and louise are still attending wagstaff, gene will take his allowance and take louise out to get ice cream after school at least once a week bcuz there isn't anyone around to tell them not to. they both enjoy the time they spend together <3 louise really misses this ritual when gene goes off to high school but they still do go out for ice cream occasionally. and it's only a few dollars but gene likes feeling like he's providing for louise in some way as a Big Brother and spoiling her (even if she pays for their ice cream days maybe half the time)

gene's seperation anxiety is actually A LOT worse when he's without his sisters than when he's without his parents. he can deal w/ a few nights without his parents there but he genuinely does not like being seperated from his sisters for more than a few hours. it's really hard for him & he worries about them so much. luckily there's rarely any reason for them to be apart, and he's a middle child so he'll always be going to the same school as one of them

he thinks bob gives the best hugs out of everyone in the family :) 2nd place goes to tina. sorry linda

louise

she likes drawing!! she wouldnt call herself an artist and she's not exactly trying to be good at art anyway, but she has her desk w/ her crayons and paper and sometimes she scribbles for fun or to express her feelings. she does this on her schoolwork too which makes ms labonz angry but she will admit louise is pretty funny and good at cartoons

she'll be a HUGE anime and kpop fan when she's older but not like stan twitter kpop fans. she'll unironically take pride in her favorite manga being an underrated cult classic from the 80s underground japan scene or whatever. nobody else in her family 100% gets it but tina will watch naturo and one piece with her even though she finds them a little bit boring and hard to follow. tina likes the anime boys

when she's bored in class she draws tattoos on herself in pen/sharpie and when other kids see what she's doing they want her to draw on their arms too. she charges a quarter for each person she tattoos, and she had a decent business going until the teachers shut it down and warned her about ink posioning. SIGH. she'll probably get real tattoos when she turns 18

[bucknastysbabe]

Oh look another subby Aegon fic, who would do that????

Anyways!

Rating: Explicit

Synopsis: A little prequel to how our lovely Uller met Aegon. Then made him cry with womanly power. He’s such a brat.

Tags: Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends, Dom!reader, dornish!reader, sub!Aegon, overstim, riding the dragon babyyyy, v!sex, alcohol/drug use, man tears of course, no beta we die like Aegon’s liver, crying during sex, AFAB!reader, what’s slow burn these two are way too horny for that

Burning matchstick quick

Ali had dragged you along to the social claiming, “These guys are rich and cute!” Rich and cute usually meant coke and assholes. Besides you’d heard the infamous Prince Aegon Targaryen would be here. As the Governor of Dorne’s daughter you would punch him out if possible.

He had a punchable face.

You wore a tight dress and impossibly high heels, decked in gold jewelry. Your childhood best friend, the princess, was similarly styled. She was already drawing looks with her easy smiles and sultry eyes. Aliandra flipped her hair effortlessly and pulled you along through the crowd and flashing lights. People grinded together around you, the smell of weed and booze heady in the air.

You were determined to break out of that nerdy shell from your younger years and make your mark in college. Most knew you as Governor Uller’s eldest daughter, the smart one, the dutiful one, the serious one. You’d get a fresh start at King’s Landing University.

Aliandra yelled into your ear, “I have a friend back here! He’s the President!” You rolled your eyes as a cocky looking blonde swaggered up. He declared, “Princess and sexy friend! Name’s Jason. Jason LANNISTER!” You weren’t sure why he needed to yell that but frankly weren’t surprised from his last name.

He wrapped arms around both of your shoulders, escorting you two past some pledges and a hallway. You tried to remain unfazed by the scene in the room at the end. Emphasis on the tried because you were watching the prince of Westeros snorting an obscene amount of blow. Ali babbled, “Holy shit! Let me in on that!”

You stared at the carbon copy of Jason and asked, “Can I get a drink?”

The twin chuckled and asked, “What’s your poison Uller? I try to be respectful and let chicks watch,” he jabbed a thumb to Jason, “unlike that asshole.” You leaned against the counter and rolled your eyes, huffing, “I guess I’m already famous. Just some white shit and a soda, Tyland.”

He grinned at you and poured up.

The manic prince bumped into you, glaring with blown pupils. He sneered, “Watch out! Fucking freshman.” Rage lit in your chest. Aliandra cackled, “Oh he’s going to get it.” You shoved him and hissed back.

“Watch out! Fucking drunk pricks.”

Aegon’s mouth opened dumbly for a long period, his cheeks flushing. He muttered something and grabbed a beer. Off he went down the hallway. You commented, “What a dick head…” Tyland shrugged, “Glad you gave it back to him— never seen the slayer that befuddled.”

Jason interjected with a high Ali hanging on his arm, “Nice one! The slayer is oh-for-three.”

“Why are you calling him that?”

The Lannisters simultaneously responded, “Record of fucking most freshman.”

You scoffed and suggested having shots instead of being more annoyed by the Targaryen’s presence. Shots flowed, you met new people, and ended up forcefully dragged by your best friend to dance. Aliandra laughed in glee, dancing on a her true crush, Addam. Jason awkwardly pouted nearby nursing a beer.

A body sidled up next to yours, you turning in surprise. Your stony eyes met the violet eyes of the prince. Aegon seemed to be sizing you up. You gave him a look and turned back around pointedly. Then a ringed hand curled around your waist, pulling you into his warm body. He’d better be careful or you were going to kick him. Totally did not want to ride his cock until he cried or anything.

“You’re hot for a stuck up rich girl,” he rasped into your ear. You swayed to the music, gritting your jaw at Aegon’s stupidity. He continued, “No really, I don’t usually go for the Dornish.” You gave him a look as if to ask ‘What the shit?’. He smiled with glassy eyes, too invested in your face. You tried to keep your eyes from darting to his dumb pretty lashes or full lips.

“You’re a fucking idiot,” you spat.

“And you’re a fucking bitch, what’s the hold up?”

This blonde asshole really had the gall. You didn’t mind it anymore, impulsively setting your mind on fucking the attitude out of the prince. You twisted around to wrap your arms around his shoulders. Aegon smirked down at you, grabbing a handful of your ass lecherously. His face fell when you teased, “I’ll show you a gods-damned bitch. Take me to the back, my prince.” A flicker of something passed over his face, but Aegon exited the dance floor, a hand tightly at the small of your back.

The brother room was empty, Aegon slapping off the light. You purred, “I think the couch will be a good spot, what say you?” Aegon nervously laughed, “Not the first time, sweetheart.” He was out of his element, you’d dealt with enough bluffing males surrounding your papa to know that.

You pushed Aegon down onto the ratty couch and straddled his waist in one fluid motion. He yelped and two palms instinctively held your waist. He stuttered, “F-fuck you’re forward.” You relished the fear in his widened violet orbs.

“You haven’t even seen the half of it, sweetheart.”

You gripped his chin in a rough embrace and claimed the prince’s full lips. He tried to fight back, locking you two in a battle of teeth and tongue. You licked into his mouth, moaning at his skilled tongue. Aegon hummed at that, nipping your bottom lip playfully.

You ignored his antics and massaged his tongue with your own gently. Lull him into complacency first, then shock the poor baby again. One of his hands stroked at your hair while you shared kisses with him. Aegon moaned low in his throat, shifting his hips minutely. Your lips danced against his almost perfectly. Almost too much so for the first time.

You pulled pack, a string of spit connecting your lips. Aegon groaned with a grimace, “What?” His dick was insistently making it’s presence known between your thighs. With a sharp grin you slowly grinded up, up, up against him. The prince gasped into a broken wet noise. His violet eyes were frantically darting around— overwhelmed.

You cooed into the shell of his ear, “What? Never had a chick fuck you right?”

He half-whispered, “O-of course. Fuck- do I look like?”

You nipped at his pierced ear, kissing your way to his pretty neck. Aegon had such pallid skin. You wanted to see it flush and purple under your teeth. Still rocking against the flustered prince in a filthy grind, you sucked bruises into his pulse point. Aegon’s hands gripped for dear life, whining and immediately biting his lip to stifle the noise.

You murmured, “I’m gonna ride you now.”

He nodded in a daze, red lips swollen from bites. You thumbed at a particularly dark hickey, enjoying the way Aegon writhed. His breath came in short pants, a flush high on his cheeks. Laying a hot kiss on the tender hollow of Aegon’s throat, lithe hands slid down his taut body.

He threw his head back petulantly as you undid his expensive belt. Aegon was at a loss for words, one second looking like he was going to curse you out, then the next as if the prince was going to sing your praises. Nothing resembling the common tongue slipped past his lips besides low moans and bitten off whimpers.

Your manicured hand eased Aegon’s flushed cock out of his underwear. Loud bass echoed on in the distance, only the sound of the prince’s and your breath intermingling. Your thumb rubbed around the crown of his leaking dick.

“Pretty. Like you.”

Aegon urged, “C’mon.”

His brows were cutely pulled together, sweat beginning to bead on his temples.

You used your off hand to hike up the skin-tight dress. Aegon muttered under his breath, staring at the neon thong. His hands reached towards your pussy, you slapping them away to his chagrin. You slid the flimsy piece of underwear to the side, laughing breathlessly as you eased the blonde in. His lashes fluttered and throat bobbed— helpless to the feeling of it all.

You placed your hands on his broad shoulders, starting a rough pace on Aegon’s cock. His face fell forward, rapid breath hitting your shoulder. Aegon whined, “The fuck…are you doing to me?” All you could do was smile and pet his silver hair, taking your pleasure.

He filled you up perfectly, snug against your ridged insides. You cried out softly when Aegon finally jerked his hips up in sloppy, stilted movements. The Targaryen babbled, “Ah- ah- oh gods don’t stop! You’re so good!” His constant moaning was leaving a damp spot of drool on your dress, the man completely undone.

You clenched onto his throbbing cock, sighing sweetly as the feeling of fullness. He was leaking so much pre you felt even slicker than usual. Aegon rutted frantically into your molten pussy, gasping and whining with scrunched eyes. Taken by ecstasy, your fingers squeezed his mottled throat.

Aegon cried out in rapture as his entire body shook. He grabbed hard enough at your flesh to bruise, high keening sounds deafening your hearing. He spilled into your pussy with hot ropes of cum, violet eyes rolling into his skull. You cruelly laughed, riding Aegon through his orgasm.

You growled, “C’mon give me another— m’not done slut.”

He shook his head and whimpered, “No, I can’t, s’too much.” You knew there was the short period you could coax out a more intense secondary release. A trembling hand rubbed at your clit, simultaneously mocking Aegon for cumming so quick. He begged for mercy, sweaty locks bouncing as the prince’s head bobbed.

You grabbed onto the pale hair, giving him a vicious yank. A low groan ripped from your throat, a heated flush running up the length of your body. Your skin prickled at the feeling and more noises poured unbidden from your lips. Aegon cried again, “Ahhh- pleaseee- it hurts!”

You hissed, “You want me to stop then?”

He wailed in frustration, teeth baring in the dark of the room. Aegon mewled, “Nonono, keeep going, fuuUCK!” He writhed underneath your flexing thighs, cramping with the intensity. Aegon’s cock was brought back to hardness, throbbing inside your pulsing cunt. A pang of white hot ecstasy sent another clenching ripple through your soaked core.

Violet eyes poured tears down his blotchy cheeks, Aegon drooling from the overstimulation. He chanted your name like a prayer, sobbing between each pained cry. He trembled while you laved a pointed tongue over his rapidly aching bruises. Your breath hitched when Aegon’s cock started to nudge against your sweet spot.

“That’s it, you got it, fuck me one last time,” you urged.

“Oh my gods I’m gonna cum again,” Aegon blubbered.

Your thighs slapped against his lap in a lazier pattern now, slipping into that final stage. Aegon’s sniveling and carrying on was music to your ears. You threw your hair back, breath resorted to staccato pants. Yanking the bratty prince’s pale curls one last time you seized up with a long, lewd cry.

Aegon wheezed like he’d been punched in the gut— slowly realizing he was spilling again. He let out a confused sob as more cum filled your swollen cunt. You cooed, “That’s it prince, good boy, good little boy.” Fat tears leaked down your skin, Aegon’s chest shaking with sobs. You didn’t expect him to react so…passionately.

Using a gentle press of your palm, you tilted Aegon’s crumpled face up. He sucked in a wet breath, red-rimmed eyes peering up to your dark orbs. You complimented, “You’re so pretty when you cry.” Licking up a salty tear sent the point across, the prince rasping a small reply, “Thanks.” He nuzzled into your body like a lost puppy— seeking protection.

Sliding out of him caused a gush of slick and cum to leak, Aegon moaning softly at the feeling. He whimpered into your tits, “Don’ leave.” Smiling softly and curling a possessive hand around his waist you replied, “I won’t. Only if you give me your number, dragon prince.”

[holyvirgilscriptures]

It's so funny when some fans can literally point out how Will loves and appreciates Mike for who he is unconditionally as a form of byler endgame proof (and anti mlvn proof). Yet when it comes to their own fanon interpretations of his character, suddenly Will is perpetually annoyed with Mike for no reason.

Fanon Mike is chacterized as an annoying loser who, by the grace of god, was allowed to have friends who tolerate him, but not without letting him know he's annoying. And Will? He's the Chief Ambassador of the Neutralizing Mike Comittee (The NMC™) who forever has to remind Mike that had he not said yes to being his friend on the goddam swingset almost 10 years ago, he would be nothing but a frogfaced nerd who has an enternal home in Loserdom.

It's not like Mike being his best friend means anything to him. It's not like Will wasn't brought to literal tears after essentially telling Mike how he's made personal, irreplaceable impact on his life, and how he would always have a place in his heart (as well as his other friends and family). Mind you, Will said all of that immediately after Mike expressed his own self-doubt and inferiority.

Some fans took Mike's nightmare fuel (personal insecurities) and decided it would make great wholesome byler content. Feels bad man... I wish they would let Will love Mike unconditionally like he does in canon.

(P.S. I went on a huge rant about Will's response to the rink o mania/rain scenes , but I didn't know how to get my point across in relation to this without going off the deep end lmfao)

can you marry me, please? 💍 this is a very good articulation of my own thoughts

my answer is very very long, so i'll put it under the cut:

i firmly believe a lot of fanon mike's characteristics are a reflection of the fandom's own anger towards him, starting from s3 onwards. for example — the concept of mike being overly clingy or having nerdy geeking out moments, and then will being annoyed by it? like i'm so sorry, people are not going to like what i say, but the opposite of that dynamic is what is literally canon in the show. in s3 will is attached to his childhood (and by extension his friends + mike) and tries to get all of them to play d&d, and then lucas and mike both scorn him. mike basically tells will to grow up.

now, am i saying that this is the dynamic i want to see portrayed in fics? no, of course not. in fact, the show itself makes it very clear that mike was in the wrong for treating will like that. and the audience was mad at mike. which is why i believe a lot of bylers write a role reversal of this, as some sort of comeuppance mike gets for s3 where he wasn't a good friend to will.

and as for mike being treated like he's the loserest loser in loserland, again, i think it just has a lot to do with people's anger towards him in s3 and s4, whether it's conscious or subconscious. when vol 2 came out everyone and their moms wanted to set fire to mike. people made soooo many jokes about will getting with another guy. all of this anger is also why people constantly peddle the "will is too good for mike" rhetoric as well.

the actors' appearances also come into play here. noah is broader and more toned than finn. that's also why buff byers became a thing, though noah's not really buff, he's just fit. buff byers also came from the idea that mike should be fucking groveling at will's feet, as repented for the way he treated will in s3-s4. like, "hey look! will is super strong and he's a chick/guy magnet and he could literally have any boy in the world!" and so they try to make this sort of disparity between both boys and put will on a pedestal compared to mike so that mike can do nothing but be his personal fanboy who should be grateful will even dared to look upon him.

i think that the van scene also added to people's anger towards mike. ranging from mike not noticing will crying (allegedly), to mike not realizing/accepting will's veiled love confession (allegedly). which is again, why we get more fan content of will not reciprocating mike's romantic affection. or people declaring that mike doesn't deserve will's love. it's just another role reversal.

which is so funny because like you said, will's love is unconditional. he openly admits to feeling lost without mike, but people like to pretend will was a happy little clown in california where everyone wanted a piece of him. and he admits that being mean or pushing mike away is NOT WHO HE IS NORMALLY. like seriously this is literally in the fucking show!!!

my answer is just mostly about byler but again just to note that all of mike's friends love him. they fight him or tease him but that's because they care. they find him annoying in the same way he would also find them annoying. because friends will annoy each other. but they still look up to him. in fact, all of them have had moments where one of their issues was literally the fact that they wanted mike's attention in one way or another.

mike IS a loser. but he's a loser in the sense that all of the party are losers. not in the way fanon portrays, where the party are somehow infinitely cooler than mike, who is written as a bottom of the barrel leech. (and also just to add here — people love over-exaggerating the idea of mike being "ugly" in canon, just so they can pair it with will "could attract literal gods" byers.)

and also, last one — mike is the heart of the party. there's no other way around it. he is their leader, and "without heart, we'd all fall apart" is literally THE most applicable thing to mike. when mike didn't act true to himself, not like the leader he normally is, that's when everything began falling apart. which is why i'm so hyped for s5, where we hopefully get to see mike come back to himself and truly lead the party as their paladin.

anyway marry me anon 💍💍💍

[carolinaboy34]

“Ring! Ring”

I rolled over and scrambled for my phone to answer it before it woke up my roommate.

“Hello. Who’s this?” I hadn’t opened my eyes yet to look at the screen.

“Hey, Drew. It’s Chris. What are you doing?”

“Um, I was asleep. Are you ok?” He was a good friend of mine from school and a lab partner in Biology.

“I need a ride, man. It’s a long, long story, but I’m naked in this chick’s driveway, and I need a ride back to campus. Can you come and get me?”

Fuuuuuck. “Yeah, sure. Be there soon. Text me the address.”

It was in a really nice part of town. Chris was always trying hard to find that special someone and striking out every time. He has gone through so many women this semester that I lost track weeks ago. And spending so much time together in the lab gave us plenty of opportunities to commiserate with each other about lost loves and missed opportunities, as well as celebrate the occasional victory. I’d come out to him at the first opportunity, and it was no big deal at all. He’s super supportive and a great friend, so there was no way I could say no to him.

I slammed on some sweat pants and a t-shirt then grabbed my keys and took off. The sun was just coming up, so it was cool out. I wonder why he was naked? Should I grab some clothes for him? No time, just go get him. My car has seat heaters if he's still naked.

He's nerdy cute. Nice build with a cute butt and light brown hair cut in a very normal way. His face is sweet and his smile is always warm. I better hurry if he’s still in trouble.

Google got me right there, and I pulled into the driveway, but he came from around the corner of the house and told me to get out of the driveway as quickly as I could. I dropped the car into reverse and pulled out into the street, where he greeted me and got in the passenger door. By this time, he had his clothes halfway on, but still had some of them crumpled in his hands, which he dropped to the floor of the car as he settled into the seat for the drive back.

“What in the hell happened?”

“Yeah, I really stepped into it this time. I met this chick online. She’s older, but I’m totally into that. We met for coffee then went out to dance some. We ended up drinking quite a bit then taking an Uber to her house. She was awesome - full of energy and totally into me. We got into her house and couldn’t keep our hands off each other. We made out in the foyer, barely getting the door closed, then moved all over the first floor into the kitchen and dining room then up to her bedroom. We got naked then crashed on her bed and made out some more. She was crazy - scratching, biting and licking me all over. It was driving me crazy and I couldn’t wait to bury myself into her. I started eating her out, and she was writhing on the bed, but then she stopped. I kept going, cause, duh, but after a while I looked up and she was dead asleep. She even started snoring! So, I crawled up the bed and laid next to her to cuddle. I thought maybe she’d nap, and we could resume in a bit. I was drunk too, so whatever. Just as I started to doze off, I heard a noise downstairs. I woke up and heard the door slam and keys drop onto the table. Fuck! She mentioned she was married, but her husband was away on business.”

“WTF??!?!? You hooked up with a married woman?”

“Well, yeah. I mean, she was hot and liked me. She said her husband was a dick and they hadn’t fucked in years, so she met guys and hooked up when he was out of town.”

“Jesus, Chris. This may be the best story yet!”

Anyway, I freaked out and threw my shit out of the second story bedroom window then jumped out onto the porch roof. I was able to climb down using the gutter and fence and trash cans, then I called you. The worse part is - we never had sex. I got all worked up but had to abort the launch. I have blue balls like crazy.”

We’d never had sex - he is always chaising women and never mentioned guys before, but I thought there’s a first time for everything, and desperation certainly is a motivator.

“You want to fuck me?”

“Dude, are you serious? I have thought about tapping your ass, but never grabbed the opportunity. You always talk about how good it is. Sure! Why the fuck not.”

It was so fucking early that we didn’t need to worry about getting caught, so I pulled into a strip mall parking lot and settled into a corner near some trees. I turned the car off and kicked off my sweats. He dropped his pants to his ankles, and he was similarly freeballing, so I leaned over and took him into my mouth. His dick was great - about 7.5 inches long with a little curve to the left and a large head on top of his veiny shaft. His hairy balls (straight guys…) were sitting on top of his thighs, since his legs were trapped by the tight seat and his pants. I took him all the way down and started throating his dick, coating it in spit and jacking the part not in my mouth. He was worried he’d fire off too soon, so he pulled me up and started kissing me.

That surprised me! I didn’t expect that, but he was a great kisser, using his lips and tongue and even teeth to overwhelm my mouth. We tongue fought and lip smacked for a long time, giving him a chance to calm down. Then he reached over and pulled my body over the center console. He reclined his seat, and I put my feet and knees on either side of his body and laid down on top of him. My dick was pressed between us, and his was pushing against my taint. He reached down and raised it up, and it was still wet from my spit, so I raised up slightly and lined him up with my entrance before pushing down and taking him in.

Car sex is never great, but the urgency and suddennes made it hot. He was pushing up into me, and I was holding steady, just letting him use my hole to get off. He started kissing me again, wrapping his arms around my body and holding me tight against his chest. He was driving into me, his balls slapping up against my hole. His veiny dick felt great in my hole, and his mushroom head was scraping against my prostate with each thrust into my body. That stimulation was driving me crazy, and I could feel my orgasm slowly building inside. I rose up and pulled off of him, since I didn’t want to cum yet and end this.

I turned around and put my feet on the floor between his knees, then lowered myself back onto his dick, the reverse position hitting new spots deep inside my hole. He reached up and grabbed my shoulders, pushing me down hard onto his dick each time I rose up. The big ridge of his head was nearly coming out of my hole, stretching me open with each rise and fall of my body. I kept squatting on his dick until I could feel my orgasm build inside again. He started moaning louder as well, so I leaned back and laid down on top of him, putting my feet on his knees. I kept thrusting onto his dick and grinding against his groin with each drop down onto him. About the fifth time I was grinding my hole against his body, my orgasm exploded out of me and covered my chest and abs with hot, white cum. My contractions around his dick and the milking of my colon against his shaft caused him to squeeze me tightly and fire his cum deep inside my convulsing hole. After we stopped cumming and came down from our ecstasy, we just laid there for a few minutes. I held his hands, and he nibbled on my ear.

I eventually rolled off of him and got into my seat again, his cum leaking out of my ass onto the leather of my car. I pulled up my sweats and then got out of the car to adjust everything and wipe the cum off my seat. He got dressed again and settled into the passenger seat again. By the time I got everything back together and got back into the car, he was passed out on the seat, smiling sweetly.

I got us back to campus, and he woke up enough to get up to his room and pass out again. After making sure he was safe, I got back to my room and crashed onto the bed, my sweats sticking to my ass crack where Chris’s load leaked out driving home.

[wolfabooboo]

HAIIIII omg thank u so much for offering to make an oc f/o for me too!! i hope i did ok with yours hehehe Hmmm lets see....

well my type kinda fluctuates a lott but im a big fan of nerdy geek type guys You know that already though......any guy with glasses is sure to steal my heart LOL!! but other than that i like overly flirty sleazy guys like characters in anime that are always checking out girls And stuff... ://) i also like characters with a unique sense of fashion and style :0 whether it be emo vkei or any kind of subtype of fashion i just think its cool :3 so feel free to do whatever!! i hope this is enough infoo also take your time theres no pressure THANK YOUUUU!!!! :D

uhmmm heres wut i came up with :3 i kinda imagine him as a kind sleezy weirdo who wants to be emo-ish to pick up chicks but just doesnt put any effort into it, hes the odd one out of his friend group. hes a xbox extreme sports type game fan and otherwise likes pokemon. hes actually super awkward and can be really sensitive, he's just very generally unmotivated with life and if he has to try hard, he'll just give up

i threw together 2 outfits i rarely ever see people try out the sweater vest as a shirt fit ive seen once or twice on old blogs...

[otakween]

Digimon Adventure 02 (Blind Watch) - Episode 1 

Awww yeah, onto the next. I know even less about this series than I knew about the first. Possibly because it’s not very popular/good? I dunno, that’s the vibe I’m getting. I’m willing to give it a shot though. So far it seems to be over-relying on weird gimmicks/toy marketing. Still excited for new digimon/characters (and aged up older characters!) 

Digimon introduced: Veemon, Fladramon 

Notes:

-So the motif here is “next generation” with Takeru, Hikari and their classmates. That’s cute. Kinda funny that middle school is “aged out,” but I guess this show IS aimed at elementary schoolers, so it makes sense. 

-A little distracting that this series is called “Zero Two” considering...you know 

...dis chick. I think I prefer the later seasons with their subtitles because it’s easier for searching purposes. 

-Both the opening and ending were flops, I’m afraid. Super unmemorable with awkward lyrics. The visuals for the OP were okay, but the ED has this terrible “I just learned Photoshop” look to it. -cringe- Hopefully we get a new ED halfway through.

-The Digimon Kaiser is literally just Analogman, right? Evil dude brainwashing Digimon. I guess we have the intrigue of him being a kid though. I felt really bad for his little caterpillar buddy. Imagine getting stuck with the evil kid? :(

-Everyone looks so dorky!! The bad clothes and hairdos...oh my God. Why does Takeru sound like he’s 30 years old?? The new characters are pretty nerdy looking too. Crossing my fingers that they’re not annoying >.>

-Did we really need an exact replica of Taichi for this season...? No imagination. He even sounds exactly like Taichi. Since I don’t even like Taichi to begin with, I’m pretty sure I’m not gonna be fond of a bootleg version of him :/ (but who knows? Maybe he’s better?) 

-All these weird new gizmos. The new digivice look too normal, like walky-talkies. It looks like they bought them at Radio Shack. Meanwhile...why does the digimental look like that? With the sword jutting out? And no one acknowledged it. Super weird. I actually thought it was a hatching egg at first. 

-It’s pretty funny how everyone looks different but they gave Taichi the exact same hair as before so it looks like his head was cut and pasted onto a taller body. Maybe that’s why he gives away his goggles at the end?

-Not super in love with Veemon’s design. He kinda looks like a Neopet. Fladramon is a bit better. Nice crop top lol. It’ll be interesting to see if we get some background for these new digimon. Like they probably weren’t waiting around all of season 1, right? (or maybe they were and they’re just going to shoehorn it in). 

-The evolution in this episode really had me rolling my eyes. First, Daisuke has to shout some random catch phrase (which the kids never had to do before) and now there’s an “armor evolution.” How the heck does “armor” count as a level?? Before we had things like child, mega, perfect/ultimate, but “armor” doesn’t really indicate progress or development. When they said it, I thought Veemon was just going to put some clothes on lol. Also, what’s with showing Metalgreymon/WarGreymon etc. during the evolution? Are they retconning things and being like “oh yeah, uh, those are armor evolutions too now...” 

-The goggles thing was kind of dumb. Daisuke randomly tosses his old goggles aside for no reason and then Taichi’s like “I’ll give you mine.” I know it’s supposed to be kinda symbolic of passing the torch and I can get behind that, but maybe don’t give Daisuke goggles to begin with then? It just felt really clunky doing things that way. 

-Honestly that little caterpillar digimon was the best part so far. I think he’s gonna be my new fave based on his 2 seconds of screen time lmao 

[mysticetus]

thank you so so so much for the detailed ask!!! i've recently considered going into that field and that information / suggestion is super helpful for my decision :) i didn't know you were a biology major! that's so cool! how has it been so far? what kind of courses you took in high school do you use now / what do you feel are specific essential areas? i hope that doesn't sound like a strange question to ask, i've got some memory issues and knowing what specifically to focus on before i get into college could help a lot :)

no problem its not often i get to talk about the work that i do so im glad to write stuff.

when it comes to academic advice i have to preface it by saying things depend greatly on what is available to you, since “biology major” can fall under a ton of different things and im not sure theres a universal system for it … some examples ive seen are biology BS (bachelor of science) which is more useful for microbiology and if you want to go into research, biochemistry, or the medical field … biology BA (bachelor of art) which is better for macrobiology like zoology, and people looking to go into education. Theres also ecology and evolutionary biology, and more specific majors like botany, marine bio, etc ….

or your college might just have a single biology major. it really depends. my college happens to have a robust bio department and thats the main reason i wanted to go here. they usually have information on offered majors on their website but i assume youre looking at that anyway lol.

A nice piece of advice i received from someone in the field was when i attended the necropsy of an adult female sea lion, the woman performing it recommended we get a general biology degree rather than marine biology, since general bio offers you more opportunity. For example if you want to work in like… idaho studying golden eagles or kansas looking at salamander species you cant much use a marine bio degree for that. But a general bio degree is helpful in most marine bio environments. (Also marine bio is extremely competitive and the work is usually expensive but thats another conversation…)

in high school the class most useful to me was definitely physiology which was a science elective for me. It went over like…bone names and organ systems and how muscles work and all that … its still useful to me. You could also look into APES (ap environmental science) if thats something available to you. but generally i think you should take classes that are interesting to you! bio is a huge field and you may discover something really amazing if you just follow your nose.

and high school isnt all there is, you could see if theres a local museum or wildlife rescue center that takes youth workers/volunteers. More often than not facilities like this are non profit and depend on volunteer work so they might have something available. For paying jobs you could look into pet stores, sounds weird but there was an aquarium store in my town that had tons of species and the employees there are mostly really nerdy teenagers. similar situation with a reptile store near me, they literally breed chicks to feed the snakes. animal husbandry is a great way to observe like. Feeding behaviors and ecological roles. Doing work in actual places where a bio degree is applied helped inform my decision and i also learned a lot on the job. i never really freaked out about extracurriculars i just did this stuff because it seemed cool but it definitely helps with getting into college in the first place.

hope this helps

[ithinkabouttzu]

Hi there, may I request an Enhypen matchup? Pardon if my info is lengthy, thank you so much ❣️

𝗦𝗘𝗫𝗨𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬/𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗦: Transmasc (AFAB) Genderfluid, Biromantic and Pansexual; He/They

𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘: 21 years old, 5'1.5", Southeast Asian (Filipino). Chubby with messy shoulder length brunette hair, chocolate brown eyes, and a small beauty mark on my forehead. Feminine Tomboy archetype, Soft Punk/Rock Chick and Rustic fashion style (like Malia Tate) but loves to wear Korean makeup look

𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬: Libra-Scorpio cusp, Slytherin with patronous spirit of Hummingbird, ENTP-T, my enneagram is 4w5 and Neutral Good. I may have introverted and awkward tendencies and anxious nature also behave as modest, gentle, dainty, and polite, I describe myself as fiery, confident, loud, humorous, and, passionate ambiverted individual who doesn't mind to be vocal about everything and would always stand on what I truly believed claiming to be a realist, plus I swear on a daily basis contrary to my soft features. Though sarcasm and savagery are my main language, I'm religious, super talkative, hyper, giggly, joyful, supportive, intellectual, friendly, sweet, nice, curious, [somehow] optimistic, young-at-heart, clumsy, unfortunate,. and inattentive who gets lost in my fantasies so easily but unashamed to be true to myself and could act as a mediator, a boy scout friend, and baby of the group all in all, additionally I'm spontaneous, procrastinator, lazy, quick-tempered, and a bit frightful. I will act noble and good-natured to someone who deserves respect the most. Gifted in artistic fields (mainly visual arts and singing) and extremely devoted with my ambitions aligned with them---will never stop until I get what I want cause' I know what I'm doing; Might come off as carefree, I can be serious, unruly, and competitive especially in academics though I never show it. The darker side of mine would be feisty and aggressive (due to anger issues) when someone triggered me where I may become cold, intimidating, and scary when enraged, would don't give a f and discreetly shady towards the people that I hate, and will cut off a connection with someone if needed without any hesitation; Sometimes I call someone out in secret when they dare to invalidate my feelings. My deepest side is I'm a soft-hearted overthinker that cry over small things sounding so petty and dramatic, frustrated for being a perfectionist provoking even more due to living up with expectations which stressed me out, and undeniably hopeless romantic recognizes a soft spot for dumb jokes, cheesy pickup lines and prefer people with a good sense of humour who see myself as equal.

𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘𝗦/𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗦: Arts, choir, poetry, karaoke, literature, history, makeup, beauty pageants, eating, random conversations, expanding my knowledge in Christianity, biographies about saints, cute minimalistic stuffs, reading interesting things, talking about social issues, creative writing, memes, cartoons, and chilling both indoors and outdoors

𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘𝗦: Stereotyping, mandatory necessities (without a logical reason), being left out, interruptions, emotional invalidation, judgemental people, no privacy, forcing to do I'm against with, gaslighters, telenovelas, hypocrites, dirty bathrooms, blackout, lightning, firecrackers, toads, snakes, cockroaches, toxic masculinity, misogyny, fake wokes, colonial mentality, and overly girly things

𝗛𝗢𝗕𝗕𝗜𝗘𝗦: Drawing, conceptualizing artworks, writing, singing, dancing when nobody's around (I'm very bad at it), walking like a so-so called model (if I ever feel so confident), sharing nerdy or opinionated thoughts, sleeping, listening to music (2000s, rock, kpop, and EDM), chatting and browsing on social media, watching videos on YouTube, creating clay charms, making terrible jokes or puns, watching cartoons, cooking, reading interesting things, and running an HTML color value code (occasionally). I also used to study Italian language a bit

Hi yes thank you so much for requesting lovely! 💗

I ship you with…

Kim Sunoo!

Song recommendation: Style - Taylor Swift

- Okay I think you guys would be so nice together, like y’all share some of the same interests and I think he would be a nice refreshment to you!

- When he met you, he would find you so cute! I think yalls relationship would form into a friendship at first and then something more romantic slowly on

- You are a strong person sunoo is always supportive of that, and he’s so glad he’s with someone as so special as you. He admires your ambition so much! he’s like that one supportive wife that loves seeing their husband accomplish his goals

- He loves just goofing off with you sometimes and acting like two little kids together ( i just know you guys have the BEST fun 😹)

- You guys can also get down on some karaoke date nights for sure! (he always tells you how good of a singer you are and reminds you that you guys should do a duet together anytime y’all go out for karaoke)

- He will always valid your emotions and feelings! He wants to be a shoulder you can always cry or lean on at anytime.

- He also admires your passion so much! He sees you as his own protector sometimes because he knows you will ALWAYS be there and stick up for him whenever!!

- canon: Okay one time he caught you dancing home alone and he thought it was SO cute, and when you catching him watching you he will just be there with the cutest smile ever clapping his hands

- He LOVES when you cook for him omg 😫 to him food is like a love language and always appreciates it when you cook for him!

- But overall y’all would be the sweetest adorable couple ever 😭 I’m shipping so hard rn LITERALLY

[acciocriativity]

Heya! Call me Aerith, and congratulations for 100 followers! May I request a matchmaking for ATEEZ? Thank you so much ❤️

𝗦𝗘𝗫𝗨𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬/𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗦: Transmasc (AFAB) Genderfluid, Biromantic and Pansexual; He/They

𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘: 21 years old, 5'1.5", Southeast Asian (Filipino). Chubby with messy shoulder length brunette hair, chocolate brown eyes, and a small beauty mark on my forehead. Feminine Tomboy archetype, Soft Punk/Rock Chick and Soft Vintage fashion style (like Malia Tate) but loves to wear Korean makeup style

𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬: Libra-Scorpio cusp, Slytherin with patronous spirit of Hummingbird, ENTP-T, my enneagram is 4w5 and Neutral Good. I may have introverted and awkward tendencies and anxious nature also behave as modest, gentle, dainty, and polite, I describe myself as fiery, confident, jokester, and, passionate ambiverted individual who doesn't mind to be vocal about everything and would always stand on what I truly believed claiming to be a realist, plus I swear on a daily basis contrary to my soft features. Though sarcasm and savagery are my main language, I'm religious, super talkative, loud, hyper, giggly, joyful, supportive, intellectual, friendly, sweet, nice, curious, [somehow] optimistic, young-at-heart, clumsy, unfortunate,. and inattentive who gets lost in my fantasies so easily but unashamed to be true to myself and could act as a mediator, a boy scout friend (more like the "Doraemon friend"), and baby of the group all in all, additionally I'm spontaneous, procrastinator, lazy, quick-tempered, and a bit frightful. I will act noble and good-natured to someone who deserves respect the most. Gifted in artistic fields (mainly visual arts, singing, and acting) and extremely devoted with my ambitions aligned with them---will never stop until I get what I want cause' I know what I'm doing; Might come off as carefree, I can be serious, headstrong, and competitive especially in academics though I never show it. The darker side of mine would be feisty and aggressive (due to anger issues) when someone triggered me where I may become cold, intimidating, and scary when enraged, would don't give a f towards the people that I hate, and will cut off a connection with someone if needed without any hesitation; Sometimes I call someone out in secret when they dare to invalidate my feelings. My deepest side is I'm a soft-hearted overthinker that cry over small things sounding so petty and dramatic, frustrated for being a perfectionist provoking even more due to living up with expectations which stressed me out, and undeniably hopeless romantic recognizes a soft spot for dumb jokes, cheesy pickup lines and prefer people with a good sense of humour who see myself as equal.

𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘𝗦/𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗦: Arts, choir, poetry, karaoke, literature, history, makeup, beauty pageants, eating, random conversations, expanding my knowledge in Christianity, biographies about saints, cute minimalistic stuffs, reading interesting things, talking about social issues, creative writing, memes, cartoons, and chilling both indoors and outdoors

𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘𝗦: Stereotyping, mandatory necessities (without a logical reason), being left out, interruptions, emotional invalidation, judgemental people, no privacy, forcing to do I'm against with, gaslighters, telenovelas, hypocrites, dirty bathrooms, blackout, lightning, firecrackers, toads, snakes, cockroaches, toxic masculinity, misogyny, fake wokes, colonial mentality, and overly girly things

𝗛𝗢𝗕𝗕𝗜𝗘𝗦: Drawing, writing, singing, dancing when nobody's around (I'm very bad at it), walking like a so-so called model (if I ever feel so confident), sharing nerdy or opinionated thoughts, sleeping, listening to music (2000s, rock, kpop, and EDM), chatting and browsing on social media, watching videos on YouTube, creating clay charms, making terrible jokes or puns, watching cartoons, cooking, reading interesting things, and conceptualizing my artworks. I also used to study Italian language a bit

Hey there Aerith, thank you for your request! I hope you have a great day <3

YOU MATCH WITH... YEOSANG!

As I was reading through your info, he immediately came to mind. I feel like you both are so similar, it won't be a problem to connect at all.

Yeosang has this kind of duality. When you just met him, his shy and also a bit awkward, meeting new people it's not his forte nor it's to demonstrate his feelings or thoughts. So it might be hard to get to know him at first, but time will work its magic and oh my goodness, wasn't it worth it, because when he's comfortable he truly shines. He'll throw the sassyness and the salvageness right back at you, he'll probably agree that banter it's a love language!

But since you're both have this similar personality, I feel like you'd be one of the few people who would understand his personality quite fast, because there's really no one like that in Ateez and he's known to be the random between them.

The frustration due to being a perfectionist and expectations from others hit home for him too, so I feel like you could really have someone that understands that to talk about it.

Your interests? Yep, right there with his too. Also the part of the pick up lines and dumb jokes?? It's so him.

I keep trying to find things to comment on, but everything it's so similar, I'm so sorry lol.

One thing tho, Yeosang is known for hating confrontation, also he's just so collected all the time, even when he's angry. He just bottles everything up and doesn't really say anything to the people that hurted him, he doesn't want to hurt them back. He's that sweet.

So if you ever fight with him, oh no, but I feel you would be more of a Yeosang number #2 protector with your feisty energy (right after Wooyoung being #1), because he does need it sometimes. He's too good for this world, just a child at heart, with an innocent and gold personality.

So that also means he would never trigger you on purpose and would appreciates very much you saying whatever triggers you, so that wouldn't happen on accident too.

I don't usually include appearance or sexuality as I don't think that would affect a genuine relationship of whatever sort with them. But in your case, I want to make sure you know how welcoming he would be.

He'll try to learn as much as he can, so he won't offend you, although he's pretty much ok already as he wouldn't be asking inappropriate questions nor commenting lgbtqiap+fobic things (on purpose of course), but he'll ask questions as long as you're comfortable sharing and he's open to learn and be a better person. He's the curious type and would be genuinely interested to understand your views and life experiences, since that's not a common topic in Korea.

I'm not sure if he's religious or not, but if he's not, he won't have any problems with this conversation topic, again I feel like he'd be interested in hearing others view points.

(This was so freaking long?? You just gave me so much info, I was so shocked with the length haha. Still, thank you so much for participating!)

[beastswithoutburdencomic]

the family business: hunters and Wardview U

Couple of days ago two hunter brothers destroyed our frat house and we couldn’t be happier.

Yeah, I know what you’re saying- what? Chadster, what are you talking about? Didn’t all your worldly possessions get utterly wrecked in some fiery inferno or whatever? And I’m like, yeah! It’s all gone dude! The only reason why we didn’t get dusted was because Kurt had rented out a motel room to score with some smoking dames who blew into Wardview. 

It was a good night, even with the unholy existential terror of the rising sun through the slats in the blinds.

So, the brothers. No one let us know that they were showing up. Which isn’t that big a deal, actually. We weren’t having a party that night ‘cause Zebulon was taking his midterms. Like, sure, the rest of us haven’t been into taking tests since like the 50s, but he’s still super in on the academic stuff. Zeb’s out here collecting degrees like it’s no one’s business. A brother’s gotta help a brother out. Even when it scores goose eggs in actually getting some chicks.

Point is, Z-man was the one who let us know shit was going south.

He was doing the studying, as usual, even though it was getting to dawn and there was a ton of vague light just kinda there over the horizon, right within burning distance.

“The fading nights are the closest remains of our fleeting mortality,” Zeb says, “You may hide in the revelries of endlessly repeating witching hours, but there is a part of you, still, which craves the sun. Why do you shy away? Is it not love, to touch that which will destroy you utterly?” 

Sure thing, Z . Sure.

So Zs was looking out the window, contemplating immortality or whatever, when he saw a couple guys through the morning fog. Not exactly anything big, since we get a lot of the thralls of the frat running out in the morning to keep their massive gains. Problem was, the two guys were a lot slower than any of our guys. And there wasn’t a single short leg between them! It was just jeans and flannel all the way down, like two models stepping out of the Old Navy summer sale that was gonna be starting any day now. That’s all fine and whatever.

What wasn’t fine were the rifles across their backs. What wasn’t fine was the fact that they were making a beeline straight for our front door at this bullshit time of morning, and that they were gunning straight for us.

So yeah, of course Z was sounding the alarms left and right! What else was he supposed to do? When he got turned, he was still nerdy and weak, so the vampiric strength couldn’t really do much. The rest of us though? We can handle a couple of guys. Even if we were all kinda hung over.

As the leader of AlphaBetaO, I was naturally the first one up. Zeb barged into my room, voice cracking from volume he wasn’t used to as he yelled about, “Hunters!” And of course I was thinking, shit, do we still have the babes from before? But he was just pulling on me, dragging me off the couch I was totally and elegantly thrown all over, pointing at the direction of the stairs, looking paler than… well, than the dead. Lol! There’s some vamp humor for you there!

Then there was a HUGE bang from downstairs, and that was when I started hearing everyone else start to get up, annoyed muttering and groans filtering in through the walls with my totes superior vampire hearing, and I could hear the heartbeats of those hunters from a mile away. 

Steady, strong, pumping lots of hot blood through the foot that just crashed into our goddamn living room. And it’s like, dude! We just got that shit screwed back on days ago! We can’t keep running through wood like this or my dad’s gonna flip! 

I won’t get too far into the logistics of the battle, since all that crap’s pretty boring, and you know that me and boys put up one hell of a fight- but somehow- somehow!- those hunters got one over on us. They were just lucky, of course. If it were any other time, we would’ve cleaned the floor with those guys, guns and all. 

We didn’t have much time, so we all ended up piling into the back of Zeb’s van and drove to the room that Kurt had rented out to stay the day, and that was when we saw the flames licking over the walls of the frat. In a way, I guess the fire was a good thing- all the smoke and ash blocked out the rising sun in the east, and it let us get away without any light hitting us. 

We only found out what happened the night after, when my old man came to grab us; turns out, there’d been a plasticshifter in the house, and none of us had even realized. 

I mean, how could we? If it was a plastie, it could have turned into anything around our house- toothbrushes, cups, pens, you name it! It would’ve been there! Slowly eating away at the insides of our mouths! Really, we dodged one hell of a bullet, when we were beating that entirely tactical retreat. It wasn’t that we were running away- it was just that we needed to recoup, and it gave the hunters time to take care of things.

Dad says that they got a tip that the thing was staying in our frat, and now that the place was burnt, he sorted everything with the hunters! Sure, right now we have to deal with temporary housing until we can move into the other house that the fraternity owns, but no one was hurt, so! All’s well!

At least, that’s how most of us see it. Zeb says he isn’t all that sure about everything.

Zeb’s been asking things. Like, who would have tipped the hunters off, if no one in the house knew? And if they were tipped off, why wouldn’t they try to call us first, just to make sure that the pasticshifter wasn’t riding us out of the house as a pair of glasses or a prized novelty shot glass or whatever? Why did my Dad say he ‘sorted everything out’? Why the guns at all? 

Like, sure, I can’t answer those questions. But maybe tipping us off would have tipped the plastie off too. Maybe one of our thralls saw something and didn’t want to freak anyone out; maybe the hunters just assumed we knew. Who knows! 

Zebulon’s still reading a whole lot into the situation. I wanna tell him to take a chill pill, but he’s just holing up in his room with all those boring textbooks and won’t come out. Kurt says he needs space to ‘process’ his “”emotions””. He hasn’t really gotten the hang of growing a thicker skin just yet; he just needs some time to figure it out.

Now see, this is the result of all this mistrust that’s been going around about hunters. Everyone’s talking about how hunters are out to get all us supernatural folk, but that’s just not the case! The only ones they go after are the real monsters, like the plasticshifter in our frat, who hurt the entire community. Folks like us, who have nothing to hide and who pay all our dues, don’t have anything to worry about! 

Plus, we can’t lie- those guns looked cool as shit.

[ The preceding opinion piece was paid for by members of the Vladsly family in conjunction with the Wardview University Hunters’ Corp. Chad Vladsly is a university student, student leader, and vampire. For more on the activities of hunters in the community, please click the following link.

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[mermaidsirennikita]

Can you think of any other heroines who have Lillian Bowman energy? Like v opinionated but also a bit of a dumb bitch (affectionate) 

Lol yes, I love this vibe in a heroine.

The Truth About Cads and Dukes by Elisa Braden--Jane Huxley. Jane is shy on paper, but she's actually pretty opinionated and headstrong. Very nerdy and literary and super annoyed by her marriage of convenience. She's not quite as confident as Lillian (she wears glasses, is fat, and is considered plain, which would normally annoy me but she's also a Crouching Nerd Chick, Hidden Sexpot so it's fine) but she does have that level of like, blithe self-belief. I identified her as a dumb bitch (affectionate) when she started going off on the hero about how he couldn't possibly understand what was going on unless he was inside of her!!! She meant her mind. He understood she meant her mind, but it didn't help.

Wicked in His Arms by Stacy Reid--Olivia "Livvie" Sherwood. A dumb virgin who can't drive but is sure that she can go toe to toe with the cold, stubborn hero. She's kind of right? But also gets into a fuckton of trouble on the way. I definitely recommend this book to It Happened One Autumn fans, the enemies to lovers vibe is similar and the heroine does something soooo unhinged towards the end that I was completely and utterly delighted.

A Week to Be Wicked by Tessa Dare--Minerva Highwood. Another "I'm dumb but I'm smart" heroine. Minerva knows a lot about fossils and shit, but she doesn't know fuck all about how to keep a hold of her virginity. Traveling with a slutty rake guy and being like "oh yes, show me how people have sex, as long as there's a sheet between us what can go wrong" is not like... the brightest. But she's extremely opinionated.

A Daring Pursuit by Kate Bateman--Carys Davies. She's one of those "let me fight the ice man" heroines (again, much like Lillian) who then stumbles into a Sex Deal and is in way over her head. My favorite part of this book is that it involves her tendency to rescue like, any and all animals including a BEAR.

The Earl I Ruined by Scarlett Peckham--Constance Stonewell. MAJORLY. She ruins this man's life with idle gossip, and then is all "I shall save him with a fake engagement because I feel bad". She like, stumbles upon his secret stash of dildos and is like "egad, this is a man who enjoys being PUNISHED" when the very clear implication through their every encounter is that... he is the one... doing the punishing...

The Rake Gets Ravished by Sophie Jordan--Mercy Kittinger. My favorite thing about this book is that it kicks off with the heroine sneaking into the hero's room to steal something from him, and when he finds her like... her "think fast" moment is "Oh I just wanted to have sex with you". What a lovely moron.

In Bed with the Devil by Lorraine Heath--Olivia Stanford. God bless. Will do anything to protect her son and is a refined lady. Will also charge headfirst into danger and faint at the sight of Jack Dodger's penis.

[tenshindon]

Okay so a couple a months ago we was talking about who’s the quote of quote sexy character in dragon ball and we said it didn’t have one. Maybe Yamcha’s. But I thinks it’s Gohan. Think about Videl, that blond chick that red haired girl and you can say that’s high school but look at super with that one chick who gave him a kiss on the cheek. Nerdy superhero’s are the one.

gohan's got game but he isn't SEXY yk what i mean

[bleedingmyway-blog]

Disenchantment with japanese culture

I've always been a weeaboo. To me, that is the one subculture I've always identified to in the same manner that a sports fan may immediately and proudly answer that they've been a madridista/yankees fan for as long as they can remember. I have been watching anime since I was a wee young lad; at the time I was growing up, french television was ripe with animated shows that were the result of collaborations between japanese and french/italian societies (these collaborations themselves the result of laws instigated by european countries to reduce the invasion of japanese shows on children's tv).

While said shows were closer to cartoons and typically had a more western thematic, there also was a channel called "Manga" which aired a lot of anime, and I'm not talking about older anime that was already fully voiced by the early 00s, i'm talking about anime which was pretty recent at the time and already voiced in french : cowboy bebop, wolf's rain, gurenn lagan, as well as some classics (which at the time were not-so-classic and more obscure) such as neon genesis evangelion, fullmetal alchemist, code geass, amongst others.

I grew to absolutely loathe live-action TV (i could not bear to see "real" people on tv as i called them, it irked me to no end as a child) and had gained some sort of an affinity towards japanese culture in general; as cringeworthy as it may sound. Of course, I was also a big fan of super-heroes (like any child), but anime was my "main" thing. It did not help that I was more of a nintendo gamer when i was younger, meaning you'd typically end up with a game between your hands that was more influenced by japanese folklore than say, your average ps3/xbox game at the time.

As soon as I was able to scour the internet for my own devices, I naturally orbited towards the anime sphere -and I wouldn't use the weeaboo term, as i was not really involved in a fandom community-, starting by using the wonders of the internet to rewatch certain anime i was fond of, like city hunter or haisukuru kimengumi (at the time, i found it incredible that you could use youtube/dailymotion to watch any episode of any show you wanted when you wanted to).

I then started getting into the classics, watching/reading death note at the time (and getting ultimately spoiled for no reason whatsoever in middle school, despite being the one to have showed spoilerish classmates the anime), bleach, highschool DxD (which was incredibly trendy at some point), the melancholy of haruhi suzumiya and so on.

I hardly watched any movies save for those that would occasionally air on tv, or series; i was exclusively into anime and reading manga when I was in middle school. I'd like to remind you, dear reader, that the reason you may believe what I'm saying is not too interesting or uncommon -save for my subpar writing skills and failure to keep your interest- is because it has now become widely accepted to indulge in this subculture of anime/manga/japanese culture.

I shall not go into detail, but whereas it is now conventionally acceptable to go out wearing an anime shirt or tell your co-worker you spent the friday night watching the latest one piece episode with your friend/partner, I grew up in a time where this was seen as incredibly nerdy, cringeworthy, and anime was typically known as "chinese cartoons". You couldn't just up and go wear an anime shirt either; you'd have better luck trying to tell a chick about your last wow raid than try to greet somebody without getting weird stares directed at your chest. Worse : an outgoing weeaboo was basically seen as a walking talking -and sweating- cringemachine by other more recluse weeaboos.

There was some sort of an excitement to finding someone else who bore the curse of taking drawn big eyed and pink haired girls making a transformation into a bikini outfit for the sole purpose of fighting seriously, and indulge as well as recommend each other anime. By the time I went to highschool, I was deeper into the entire thing : i started watching more moe anime (which i equate to the moment where regular substance use becomes addiction), getting involved in pretty obscure animemes community (i am talking about the weird love live! plushie memes, kemono friends and such) as well as watching more obscure anime such as serial experiments lain, ergo proxy, casshern sins, and others i am probably missing. You may find me a pedant for calling these obscure, but prior to instagram (sadly) making the boa opening song trending -i cannot describe the feeling when i first heard it on instagram on a coworker's story and being in complete disbelief- lain was quite obscure and there wasn't a lot to be found about it save for the very closed online forum, the cyberia music, and a lot of theories. By college, i was mostly reading manga, going for things like Dorohedoro, Blame!, that one with the fish/mushroom girl (shimeji watchacallit) and so on.

But at the time, it felt like fodder. I was going through a pretty rough phase. I numbed my general misery by cramming in as much obscure manga, anime and fan art as possible : it helped keep me away from thinking at all. I hardly participated in online communities as I did before : i was content in my lonely indulgement, and I felt like my tastes were a tad too specific for me to bond with people who had a budding love for anime which was starting to get some pretty serious traction before covid hit (attack on titan, my hero academia and such becoming increasingly popular). But I also listened to a lot of american music, read more and more american books as well as started really getting into movies. As covid hit, I was pretty much over that very nasty phase of depression I was going through; and with it, I quit accessing the twitter account which was filled with obscure japanese artists, and started unsubscribing to pages of meme content for some communities i no longer felt like i was identifying to. I still watched anime, but treated it more like a medium which had gems but mostly had content that didn't further me in my litterary and spiritual pursuits as western media did : there was no japanese equivalent to the "holy mountain" movie by alejandro jodorovsky or to naked lunch. I also got into marvel comics during covid, which frankly didn't help.

But lastly : i felt like i no longer belonged in the anile community.

One, I didn't like the mainstream stuff. It irked me, isekais were too generic, i had my dose of shonen in my teens and mainstream anime wasn't my cup of tea. I couldn't really communicate with new weeaboos : i felt like we belonged to two different worlds. Seeing someone wearing anime merch in 2021 hit different than seeing that in 2011.

Second, I didn't identify with weeaboos either. I wasn't one of the weird wehraboos who would go on strange alt-right rants while having a girls und panzer pfp, and I also apparently was too outgoing for certain communities - i don't consider myself extroverted, but i'm not exactly keen on spending my day in a community loathing "normies" and "stacies".

Don't get me wrong : there are some wonderful people my age in those moe anime communities, but the amount of alt right/self-loathing creeps i'd have to wade through demotivates me. I was growing more uncomfortable with weeaboos in general. As time progressed, i developped new interests, and the more i indulged in them, the less I felt a connection to the weeaboo community. And as of 2024, I simply haven't watched a single anime/read any manga, for the first time in my life.

I no longer "feel" those memes, which are either sexually innapropriate (and i certainly don't write this to get anybody'd approval, i just sincerely believe loli memes are not funny and just concerning past a certain age) nor for the more bizarre female archetypes portrayed; i believe interacting with a woman on a level other than platonic one allows you to see that "anime mommies" are just the result of massive sexual frustration in the japanese anime culture. And finally, on the subject of portrayal of sexuality in anime/manga, I have no interest in getting into some bullcrap manga because it's "not like the cuckoo liberal western shitty content ! animu still shows us breasts !". I'll watch something if I judge it to be interesting enough, not because I want to make consuming any media some sort of an act of revolution.

So, ultimately, I don't know where that leaves me. I still love anime. I still love the fan art, i still feel like watching some classics which I've never watched or finished, but I think I've grown overall disenchanted with it. Anime/manga cutesy tropes just upset me now, character archetypes don't feel realistic to me, and so on so forth. I don't think I've got much to say left save for thank you for reading if you've made it this far.