#tech child <3

[officialdaydreamer00]

RSA!IRENE LOVEJOY HEADCANONS

looks a lot more like her godly mother, athena

blessed in music by apollo, and thrives in one of her mother's domain, arts and crafts

usually looks happy-go-lucky and air-headed (read: a bit naive), but can be serious at times

easily bored and needs near constant audio stimming

likes: sweets, fluffy animals, fidget toys, singing

dislikes: bitter food, butterflies, untidiness

tags bc i think yguys might like this :D @aqua-beam @identity-theft-101 @azulashengrottospiano @siren-serenity @bun-lapin @cheezy-moon @cookiesandbiscuits @minimallyminnie @mermaidfanficlibrary @dove-da-birb @taruruchi @thehollowwriter

[lady-knowledge]

Cupcake? (They hold up a cupcake)

Awe, thank you! ^-^ (She gives them headpats)

[blondeweasel]

I’m a 1st grade teacher and I have a boy in my class who wears thick bottle-lens glasses with a strap on them and loves to spout off random facts to anyone who will (or won’t) listen about things he watched, learned about, or read about.

The other day he came to my desk and I thought he needed help with his work but he really just wanted to tell me all about the main food source of a stegosaurus and their dietary needs.

Then last week, he was talking with his desk partner about something and I saw him raise his finger and say “actually” and I nearly died!

So basically, I have a mini-Tech in my class this year and I’m loving it!

OMG ALSO! One day his goggles glasses broke on the playground and he came in after recess with them missing a screw. So I sent him to the office (with an escort because he can’t see) so his mom can bring him a new pair and the frenzy that ensued in class from seeing him without his glasses! They were equal parts intrigued/confused/freaked out/blown away at the sight and it was hard to get them back on track after that. One girl said she hoped they could fix his glasses because he can’t really be him without them 🥲

Also I just miss Tech a lot and need him back like now!

[faafi]

Rev: I love you. Do you feel the same? Tech: *pauses* Tech: Give me three to five business days for me to give you an answer. [3 days later] Tech: Yes. *makes a heart shape with his hands*

[queer-reader-07]

the worst thing about me being a Gen Z with a Gen X father is that i routinely use Gen Z slang & internet lingo around him to the point that he's able to accurately parse what it all means. AND THEN HE GOES AND USES IT AT WORK TO IMPRESS HIS TWENTY SOMETHING COWORKERS

[bhaalble]

Top ten can't take him anywhere moments with Astarion have to be him telling the drow twins "Alright sweethearts, you dared to dance with a PROFESSIONAL" baby. They're sex workers. We just paid them 1000 gold.

[huldrabitch]

ok ouch fuck you too

[rescuehumans-runtotherescue]

Nobody:

Me: what if child washed up on the island somehow and was amnesic and tests were done and the burns find out this person is related to them and woodrow is called to the island to do tests too and it’s found out he’s the father and had no clue he had a kid and child gains memories and their mother is awful and Charlie and Woodrow get legal rights to child and now Kade Dani Graham and Cody have a cousin to get to know

[officialdaydreamer00]

Dream Diary of Irene Lovejoy

characters: irene lovejoy (aka the prefect), ace trappola

supporting characters: deuce spade, jack howl, epel felmier, ortho shroud, sebek zigvolt, grim

cw: weird and realistic dreams, liminal spaces, references to the backrooms™, use of blue matter to replace blood

first dream: the endless hallway (ace trappola)

they didn't know what they were expecting when they went to ramshackle dorm that day. the prefect and grim weren't present in classes as usual, so naturally, they were rather worried.

well, deuce and jack were, the others were more confused than worried.

deuce knocked on the old wooden door. "prefect? are you there, prefect?" he called. "grim?" but nobody replied.

"maybe they're still asleep?" epel suggested, but ace furrowed his eyebrows in doubt. "prefect doesn't sleep that much. usually, she should've been awake and walking by now."

now they were getting even more worried.

deuce tried to open the door. however, it did not budge at all. not even a single creak indicating its moves. it as as if they were in front of a solid brick wall. "it's... locked?"

"i say we force the door open by magic." sebek, who had been (surprisingly) quiet the entire time, proposed a plan with a serious solemn look on his face. they nodded and held up their pens, pointing at the dorm's door.

it took them a few tries before the door was blasted off of its hinges. the five stepped inside the dorm. immediately, a cold atmosphere engulfed them whole, sending shivers down their spines. even ortho had a feeling of utter dread blaring in his system. the hall was void of human presence, completely. there was no signs of the three ghosts who resided in this dorm either. it was like a no one had been here in decades, and that whole idea had never felt more wrong than in that moment.

the moment they made it to the lounge, they felt their heart dropped simutaneously. "great seven, what the hell happened here?" the entire place was wrecked from top to bottom. nothing was whole and blue splattered everywhere, on the floor, on the walls, on the broken furniture, on the prefect-

"wait, prefect!?" there she was, sprawling face down by the broken couch. grim was also found unconcious near her. deuce held the prefect in his arms as jack picked grim up. both of them were stained with the same metallic blue that covered the room, and on the prefect's wrist had a strange mark literally carved into her skin. and, by the looks of it, the mark was fresh and... glowing(?) a deep blue hue.

"what's that?" ace picked up her arm and stared at the symbol in confusion. and he touched it.

the next thing they all knew, was a sudden drowsy state, and five loud thuds as they dropped to the floor around the prefect, falling into a deep sleep.

"ugh..."

ace woke up, feeling disoriented. his head was throbbing painfully as he tried to sit up.

"what... happened...?" he cradled his head.

as his vision soon cleared, ace found himself in a hallway. the monotonous grey walls and the constant buzzing of fluorescent light were gnawing at his mind, ace thought he would go crazy if he stayed too long.

"hey. you're awake."

ace jolted at the sudden voice echoing next to him. he snapped his head towards the source, only to see...

"p-prefect!?"

the prefect was sitting close to him and staring at him with unreadable wide eyes. chills crawled down his spine, ace felt as if there was something so... wrong about the prefect- should he even call the one in front of him 'prefect'?

"you've been there for almost an hour now. come on, get up." the 'prefect' ushered him up, grabbing his arm rather roughly. "the others are waiting at the base."

there it was again. ace felt a pit of dread formed in his stomach. the prefect would never manhandle anyone like that. and she practically never called his name.

"what- who are you?" ace muttered, ripping his arm out of her (surprisingly) tight grip and keeping his distance.

"what are you doing?" the 'prefect' said calmly. she turned her head to ace in a slow but strange manner. "we don't have much time. we have to go, now."

it was then ace saw her face. she had the prefect's face, but her eyes. her eyes were a dull blue, while the prefect's were sea green. this further solidifying his doubts.

she- this person wasn't the prefect.

"you- you are not her."

ace took a step back, alarmed and on guard. who was the impostor wearing her face in front of him? where was the real prefect?

the 'prefect' only stared at him, never even blinked once. then, her head snapped to the side as if her neck broke. the thing began to take a step towards ace, who staggered backwards. his hand reached towards his shirt pocket, only to find his magic pen gone. the thing kept getting closer to ace, its skin began to melt like candle wax, revealing the grotesque bone structure that made up its being.

eyes glanced towards the thing, he ultimately decided. "oh, fuck this." he turned his heels and ran.

ace continued running, knowing full well the thing was chasing him down, considering the heavy footsteps gaining up on him.

"how long is this damn hallway!?"

ace glanced behind him. his heart nearly stopped when he saw the thing only a few steps away, its hands reached out just waiting to grab him.

'is this how i'm gonna die? to a creature before even finding the prefect or the others?'

no. of course not.

a hand outstretched from the endless wall, grabbing his hand and pulling him through. ace's heart almost leaped out of his chest when that happened, and before he could react, the hands slapped over his mouths, rendering him speechless.

"shhh quiet! it will hear you!" the person whispered-yelled. ace widened his eyes once he got a better look at the person under the flashlight they held.

"p-prefect?" his voice was muffled under her hand.

the person in front of him now had a rather disheveled look. messy black hair with wisps of white framing her face, tired sea green eyes marred with dark eye bags hiding behind a pair of round glasses. ace also saw the beauty mark under her right eye, just barely hidden behind her hair. this was the real prefect.

"prefect, where—"

"you touched the mark on my wrist, didn't you?"

the prefect gave ace a hard glare, to which he gulped nervously.

"i already sent my absence note to the professors the day before, but the little monster just have to touch my wrist, now you guys too?"

"w-who's the 'little monster'? gr-"

he was interrupted yet again.

"don't, and i mean don't, say your or anyone's name here."

he wisely shut up. the prefect sighed, a hand fixed her glasses as another hand ran through her messy mop of hair. "this place, where we're in, is my dream. in here, people like me are called the dreamers. the glowing mark you saw acts as a key leading people into a dreamer's mind. and those people can't return to the real world only until a dreamer found them, because if you somehow die here, you disappear from the real world too."

"us dreamers have to find a series of things or people who had fallen into our dreams the... wrong way. i can't explain how or why it's wrong, it just is." the prefect turned to look at ace. "like my tasks now. it went from finding my earrings to finding you guys."

the prefect shook her head. "i think i've said enough. you have to return to the real world, right now. and when you do..."

her hard stare turned softer with concern as she gripped his shoulders. ace could feel her hands shaking. "please, never try to come get me like that, ever, again."

a beat of silence. ace nodded grimly.

"okay, prefect."

"good."

she let out another tired sigh. in this moment, the prefect seemed to have aged more than she ever was. she rubbed her tired eyes, looking back at ace with a serious gaze she always had on duty.

"when you return, inform the dorm leaders about our... situation. text them, call them if you must, no one can leave or enter ramshackle until i've found all of you. am i clear, ace of hearts?"

ace nodded again, this time more firmly. "yes, prefect."

"good, good." she lifted a hand to cover his eyes and chanted something under her breath. his eyes went all blurry again, and he closed his eyes.

ace woke up with a gasp. he scrambled to sit up as chills creeped down his back. he looked around, and surely, he was back at ramshackle.

he then noticed the rest of the first year gang was still unconscious, and he remembered what the prefect had told him. he quickly pulled out his phone to send riddle a text, then he waited.

they'd wake up soon. ace sat there, waiting for the next person to wake up.

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[humongouscherryblossommoon]

The bad batch is like a recently divorced family. Season 3 is gonna be the perspective of going over to the other parents house for the weekend

[lady-knowledge]

ʀᴜʟᴇꜱ!!

(written by the host)

𖤓 — No NSFW asks. I may be old enough for that shit, but Irene is 17. Implied suggestive jokes are okay, but it would probably fly over our heads however.

𖤓 — Irene favours those who have a good head om their shoulders, so please be respectful and courteous ^-^ I will delete any unfavourable asks before Irene could see it, and if it continues, you will be blocked. She's as human as we all are, don't be rude.

𖤓 — Please be patient. Irene is a busy dorm leader after all, but she is willing to set aside some time to talk to you! Don't take it personal if she doesn't answer, she has enough problems on her plate, and I don't want her to suffer even more :(

𖤓 — OOC: it's just me running this blog. I'm a human too, I have my limits.

𖤓 — OOC: I will try my best to stay in character in this blog. That means my replies will also be from Irene :O

𖤓 — OOC: Twst rp blogs, anons, and non-rp blogs are free to send asks. It can be you, an oc or a canon character!

𖤓 — OOC: Shipping (either canon x oc or oc x oc) is okay and encouraged! :D Just don't be too weird about it and we're fine!

[aflawedfashion]

I’m catching up on worlds and I can’t believe there are still so many people in this sport who haven’t learned we shouldn’t be hyping the youngest athletes up to an unreasonable degree

[rayveewrites]

Splatoon OCs? Splatoon OCs.

I love my funky little ocean creatures sue me. These things are peak design.

I'm not super happy with the anatomy/proportions of any of these, but I stll made these! And they're mine! And the colours make me happy (I have a weakness for bright colours)!

I hold them all gently.

[disturbedheart]

I love having been absolutely traumatized because then I talk to others about how my manager treated me and they're like oh yeah no I'd have definitely cried if I were you because she could have worded it much better and I was kinda hurt about it but was like okay I guess?? That's fine 😭

[ghostbsuter]

The purchase of the mansion was a spontaneous decision on their part.

Sam suggested it, actually.

1 they had the money, 2 they needed much more space than a single apartment could offer, and 3 now she gets to create her own garten of venomous plants!

Tucker holed himself up in his own room, his tech room, because he finally can separate his workspace and his bedroom!

Danny was haunting the mansion in return.

It was during the day that Danny saw the shadow of a child running. He had no idea the mansion was already haunted— why hadn't the ghost said anything before?

Searching for the shadow, it took them all weeks to even get a glimpse of the Ghost.

Only....

Only it wasn't a ghost. It's a whole human child. A human child left behind—

His name is Tim Drake and he has been living here his whole life, how— where were his parents?!

[saba-ody]

man theatre gets a bad rap ngl like. everyone fuckign loves tv shows and movies but as soon as it's in front of your face and you can see the wires you pull the cringe shit out. fuck you. there is beauty in performance and you're too blind to see it.