#there’s literally videos there of me doing each fucking question too and i explain it while doing it

[sk2lton]

we have a guest speaker in math class to talk to us about coping w stress as if this class isn’t the reason i felt like shitting myself this morning😭😭

[7ndipity]

Them With An Autistic S/o

Ot7 x Reader

Summary: How the members would handle/react to their S/o being on the spectrum.

Warnings: Mentions of sensory issues, feeling over/under stimulated, depression, meltdowns, stimming.

A/N: Thanks to the lovely anon who requested this! This is a list I’ve actually wanted to write for a while, but I’d been slightly nervous/unsure about it. But as someone who’s also on the spectrum, I know how much comfort similar posts from other blogs have brought me! I also tried to keep this one a bit lighter, since someone asked for a separate list about meltdowns/shutdowns, but if there’s any specific reactions/hcs like this that you guys want, let me know! (Please note that these are based off my own knowledge/experience, so I’m sorry if they don’t fit for everyone)

Masterlist

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Jin:

I feel like he’d be slightly confused and worried at first because he’s not sure what to do/how to help you, but once you explain a bit more, he gets a lot more comfortable, and really is such a good caregiver when he needs to be.

Catches onto your different stims pretty quickly and what each one means.

Like, y’all have whole conversations solely through funny little hums and stim noises.

Really good at reading and matching your mood/energy. You wanna talk about the Mayans nonstop for two hours? Cool! You want to just sit silently and do nothing? Also cool!

He’s really good at normalizing your symptoms and making them seem like nbd(because to him, they aren’t) Food sensitivities? He’s got them too! You hate loud noises and crowds? Same Honey, let’s get the fuck outta here! He knows they’re not quite the same thing, of course, but if it makes you feel more comfortable and safe being your true, unmasked self with him, then that’s all that matters to him.

Really good at calming you down when you feel overwhelmed or on the verge of meltdown.

Does his absolute best to bring your mood up whenever you’re struggling or feeling really down, pulling out his best dad jokes(even if they don’t make sense to you), bringing your favorite snacks, etc.

Yoongi:

I think he would handle it really well. Does his research after you tell him, and asks you about it casually during dates/hangouts.

So fucking respectful of your boundries. If you prefer to have your own space, he’s totally fine letting you do your own thing. If you need more closeness and cuddles, he’s all over that too, letting you sit right next to him while he works.

Not only lets you rant about your special interests, but makes the effort to take interest in them and asks questions. Randomly buys you little things related to them.

He’s so calming and soothing when you’re feeling stressed or overstimulated, understanding whenever you randomly need rest or quiet time(stress nap buddies)

Keeps things like extra sunglasses and headphones in his bag for you, just in case you forget yours.

Would have a lot of fun if you have audio stims, letting you listen to his new songs because your reactions and enthusiasm are so cute to him. Makes you panning audios as gifts.

Always there to look out for you whenever executive dysfunction decides to kick your ass. Washes the dishes, doing the laundry, restocking your safe foods, etc. He would also be really good at body doubling.

Hobi:

I honestly think he would be really good with an S/O on the spectrum. Like, he literally designed Mang, who is soo ND coded like omg😭, so I think he would be able to understand you really well.

(if you haven’t seen the videos of him talking about Mang’s personality and character traits during the re-design process last year, pls go watch them, I almost cried)

Loves buying you new fidgets and stim toys whenever he finds new ones to try(he even has a collection of chewlery that he wears bc he thinks they’re neat).

Is really good reading you and distracting you when you start to get overstimulated or anxious, sometimes noticing before you do.

Lowkey protective over you in spaces and situations he knows are stressful for you, positioning himself next to you whenever he spots things he knows bother you.

You know how Yoongi described him as a vitamin? That’s how it is for you now too.💛

He’s so stimmy himself, so he would find a lot of your stims really relatable and endearing. Like, if you start happy stimming, he can’t help but join right in, bouncing or squealing with you. It makes him so happy that you feel comfortable enough with him to share those parts of yourself with him.

Namjoon:

Instantly super supportive when you told him, making an effort to research on his own, as well as listening to your personal experiences to understand as much as possible.

Happily sits and lets you info-dump about your special interests. He honestly loves seeing you so passionate and animated about whatever you’re talking about and loves getting a glimpse into how your mind works(it was probably during one of these moments that he realized he was in love with you)

Surprisingly good pebbler, he’s always finding cool rocks or shells for your collections.

Doesn’t mind speaking for you on days when you’re nonverbal.

The sweetest when you’re feeling overstimulated. He closes all the curtains to make it dark and cozy and sits with you, talking as softly as needed or not talking at all, tapping your hand gently now and then to let you know he’s still there.

Soo protective over you, almost to a fault at times. Like, you might have to scold him once or twice about babying you, but he really doesn’t mean to, he just wants to make sure you’re safe and happy.

The world feels a lot less scary tho with him next you. You know if you need anything, he’s got your back.

Jimin:

The softest boi🥺 He was honestly a little scared when you first told him, because he didn’t want to do anything wrong and was worried he wouldn’t be ‘good’ at looking after you, but he quickly relaxed and grew more confident as he learned more from you.

The best comforter when you’re feeling overwhelmed or depressed, full of quiet reassurances and long hugs(if you’re okay with those). He’ll gladly cuddle with you under your weighted blanket for however long you need to feel better.

Literally set up a little “nest” for you at his place with a like beanbag chair and your favorite types of blankets/pillows, so you have your own place to just ‘be’ and recoup when you need it.

Carries fidget toys and sensory aids like sunglasses and headphones with him at all times, just in case you need them.

Really good at communicating with you on days when you’re nonverbal, whether through texts or little notes(which he always adds little doodles on to make your smile😊)

Makes sure you never feel guilty or like a burden to him for letting him in on those tougher days. If anything, they make him love you even more because of the trust you have in him.

It really makes him feel so proud and happy inside that you find so much comfort in his presence and that he gets to take care of you.💜

Taehyung:

Another that I think would be particularly good with a neurodivergent S/O. Like, everyone jokes about how he’s weird, so I think he’d love that you’re both your kind of own unique kinds of ‘weird’.

Happily rewatches your favorite comfort shows/films with you, and speaks in fluent film quotes with you.

Loves when you fidget and stim with his hands or fingers.

If you like pressure stims, he’s a dream come true. Like, the man’s a living weighted blanket, so when you basically give him a doctor's note for cuddles? He’s never gonna let you go.

As relaxed as he might come across sometimes tho, he’s super observant of your stims and triggers and takes it so seriously whenever you start feeling overwhelmed or stressed.

It doesn’t matter where you are or what you’re doing, if you need a break, he’s getting you to a quiet place where you can sit and just recalibrate.

Rivals Jin and Yoongi for top spot in the acts of service department on your bad days, making sure you eat properly, doing any household chores that need done. He even learned how to wash your weighted blanket so you don’t have to.

Jungkook:

Was definitely a little lost and overwhelmed when you first explained everything to him, but he really takes it in stride and tries to learn as much as possible to help make things easier for you where he can.

The King of comfort squeezes. Like you’ve seen his arms, he gives the best hugs, I just know it(especially on those “the weighted blanket isn't enough, I need a hydraulic press” days)

Loves learning about your special interests. Like, It’s no longer just your special interest, it’s our special interest. He’s even studying and finding things for it on his own to surprise you with.

Honestly plays with some of your fidget toys more than you do, lol! You might even end up giving him a few of his favorites😊

Gets super happy and smiley whenever you get echolalia of his songs.

Another member of the protective squad, ain’t no bad stimuli getting to his baby if he can help it!

The gentlest with you when you're overstimulated or having a tough day. Anything you need, he’ll do without question. All he cares about is making sure that you feel safe and comfortable🥺

Taglist: @sopebubbles-replies @btsw1fe @this-must-be-my-tardis @whitefoxgirl @bethanysnow @coffeedepressionsoup @main-bangtansmauyeondan @feminympho @a-gayish-unicorn @dfqcsqueen @mother2monsters @captainorangegoose @k4ngelz

[fredwkong]

Ballmaster

My roomie and I were bros from the moment we met at freshman orientation. We’d stuck together through thick and thin, from my flunking sophomore calculus to him getting on stage at his first bodybuilding show. All our friends joked that we were basically married, even though we both regularly had chicks over. Just because we never dated long-term didn’t mean we were, like, monks.

When he picked up a new supplement, I didn’t really think much of it. I made fun of him, obviously. What product manager comes up with the product name “BALLMASTER” and goes with it? My roommate never really explained what it was supposed to do, but he mixed the powder with water twice a day, just like the package said.

After a week or so, I started noticing a distinct funk floating around my roomie. It was pungent and sharp, with a bit of an earthy flavour that stuck in the back of my mouth as it intensified over the next few weeks. At first, I would just smell it when he was sitting next to me playing video games, but about a month in, I could smell that he was in our apartment as soon as I opened the door. I don't know how, but I'd learned how to tell when his scent was fresh and when it was stale.

When I asked him about it, he chuckled at me and said, “That’s the BALLMASTER working, bro.”

I didn’t really know what he meant. Maybe part of the product’s effect intensified body odour? But this smell was distinct from his usual man musk. Not that I was, like, sniffing his armpits, but he was a bodybuilder, and he liked to work out in the living room. I’d gotten a whiff or two of his ripe body before. Plus, under the increasingly overpowering musk, I could still smell his deodorant.

It was around this time that he started wearing sweats all the time. Loose, baggy sweats with lots of room in the crotch. His walk totally changed, too, going from the usual bodybuilder’s quad-dodging swagger to a much more exaggerated waddle. When I asked if his, uh, bait and tackle were bugging him, he told me, “Don’t worry about it, it’s all good.”

So I stopped worrying about it.

The final realisation came on me slowly, and the day I just suddenly stopped worrying about my roommates dick and balls was when it really hit me. As the smell my roommate carried with him permeated my life, I found myself unable to say no to him. Ever. When he told me to clean the living room, I started doing it almost without realising it.

One day when we were tidying up he handed me an old algebra textbook and said, jokingly, “Enjoy it.” That night, even though I knew it was a literal textbook full of explanations and practice questions, I found myself riveted as I read every page. The whole time, my roommate’s smell was filling my nostrils, making me sniff hard, taking the scent deep into myself.

This time, I knew I had to really confront him. So I sat down on the couch the next morning and waited for him to wake up. When he came out of his bedroom, he saw me waiting and waddled over to stand next to me. As he did, I felt a wave of humidity wash over me, carrying the thick, rich smell, so intense my eyes started to water.

He looked down at me, with an infuriatingly superior smirk on his face. “Yeah, dude,” he said, “you’re ready.” He dropped his sweats, letting his balls flop out.

He was going commando. He must have been for weeks at that point, because there was no way his balls could have been contained in any underwear. They were fucking enormous, each one almost the size of my fist and hanging low in his drooping sac.

The smell, radiating from what I now knew to be its source, hit me like a physical blow. I slid off the couch onto the floor.

My roommate took my place, easing himself down and gently lifting his balls with his hands so they lay between his spread thighs. His cock, still a normal size, looked tiny resting on top of his distended sac. A bead of sweat formed at the peak of the right ball and rolled into the dark, wrinkled skin below. I was transfixed by its progress.

“You wanna taste, little guy?” my roommate asked, holding his hand out toward my face, still slick with his ballsweat from moving them into position.

Without even thinking, I leaned forward and licked his palm. It tasted like salty, stale sweat, mixed with BO, dried cum, and just a little bit of stale piss. My roommate obviously hadn’t been washing it properly. It tasted like heaven, like the taste of something I’d been waiting for my whole life without knowing it.

Without a thought left in my head, I dove between his legs, burying my face in my roommate’s balls. I huffed the scent that had been slowly infiltrating my mind for months, feeling it break down the last of my resistance with its salty tang. As my roommate started to moan in his deep, sexy voice, I licked his balls, bringing in my hands to manipulate them and really get to know my new masters.

“Yeah,” my roommate groaned, jacking his cock as I slobbered between his enormous balls. “That’s a good ballslut. You’re just what I wanted, bro. I’m your Ballmaster, right?”

I nodded, burying my face deeper in my new favourite place, deep in my roommate’s huge, sweaty balls.

[lowkeyrobin]

hi :) i was wondering if i could get somethin with the cricket crew folks (those who are a-okay with xreaders) and a reader who deals with type 1 diabetes, like the reader is having low blood sugar troubles while hanging out pretty please 🦕 (platonic or romantic doesnt, matter to me)

OF COURSEEE OMG sorry for taking so long to get this out, I did a lot of research into this so hopefully I got everything accurate! my dad has type 2 diabetes so sorry if anything got mixed up with that as well 😭 billzo and aimsey are the two that aren't cool with x reader fanfics so I didn't include them, although I'm pretty sure they're okay just being in the bg? lmk if I need to change anything! I genuinley appreciate it

HANDSOME BROS ; you have type one diabetes

includes ; tommyinnit, ranboo, tubbo, & freddie badlinu

warnings ; swearing, mentions of fainting, mentions of needles/dexcom

masterlist

TOMMYINNIT

instantly shoving bills diet coke down your throat

he just panics at first and kinda asks you what to do

yk like in movies when all the characters are shouting over each other in panic? that's him

bill rushes over since his drink just got stolen

"dude, their dexcom needs changed"

"what the fuck is a dex-com!?"

Tommy's too scared to help you in the beginning, literally forces Bill to help you if you need it

even seeing the damn dexcom app on your phone scares him sometimes

like when you walk too far away and it starts doing that scary ass beeping thing, he jumps out of his skin

you left your phone with him while you went to use the bathroom in a public area and your phone started doing the thing because you were too far away and his face went from 😊 to 😨 in a millisecond

"What if they're dead in there???"

wilbur and tubbo are usually the ones reminding him that you're fine and it beeps when you're out of reach

after time, he gets used to it

although he never lets you forget your phone

he's still scared of the beeping

but he learns a lot on how to help you and shit from both you and bill

if he's got an embarrassing question, he'll go to billzo bc he's so scared of making you uncomfortable LMAO

has a whole notes app list for procedures when you're having issues with your dexcom/blood sugar troubles

makes sure you eat some snacks through the day

🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶 I'm so hopelessly in love

TUBBO

before you guys even meet up irl he has a talk with you on what to do if problems arise

you literally hear him type it all down on his phone through the vc

he's pretty calm even from the beginning, but sometimes the nerves do get to him

always has to ask if he's doing things to help you the right way and stuff

if you need his help putting the dexcom in a new spot, he'll be there to help but he's about to panic in fear he'll hurt you

"tubbo, it's fine. you can't hurt me"

"I'm scared I will!"

after time, he'll get used to helping you since he knows you're scared of doing it yourself/have trouble putting it in some spots

keeps some snacks in his pockets/backpack when you're out and about so your blood sugar doesn't drop while you're recording a video or something

if you get weasy or feel like you're gonna pass out, he's got the whole emt training istg LMAO

if you're feeling unwell on stream he'll literally force you to get your phone, hop on a different call with him and prove that you're getting food and whatnot

he'll literally force you to eat on stream

chat uses this for intros of tubbo + y/n edits

gets some advice from Bill as well to make sure you're not lying about eating or anything

if he can't get through to you, maybe Bill can because you're going through similar shit

if not him, aimsey will get through to you

in aimsey we trust 🤞

RANBOO

the first time it happens it was while you were out with them and aimsey

you only told the both of them "hey I'm diabetic just so u know" and left it at that

so when you started having blood sugar troubles out and about with them, they didn't know what to do

you kinda had to explain yourself and tell them how to help and stuff

ranboo made a little safe plan after that, now worried that you could possibly faint and stuff

he has a whole like 3 page note on his phone (like size 9 font too) of what to do in certain situations and when to call 911 if needed

he runs it by Bill too in case you guys missed anything

like bi-hourly checkups that your sugar is okay and stuff, making sure the dexcom is working etc etc

makes sure to only take you to restaurants and fast food places where you'll actually eat instead of pulling the "I'm not hungry" bullshit

he's just looking out for you

"we can't go there, y/n won't eat and I haven't seen them eat today. if you guys wanna do that, that's cool, we'll probably run by a gas station or a store to get something for them, though"

"ran, it's fine-"

"shut up. youre eating, you toe muncher"

"WHAT???"

if you're recovering from low sugar and being weasy/feeling like you're gonna faint, he just tries everything to make you smile

from dumb jokes to comfort videos, etc

they'll do anything to make sure you're better than you were before

you and bill have a diabetes competition where you're just talking shit and spewing about how you've got it worse than the other and ranboo just records it 💀💀💀

FREDDIE BADLINU

during the pov you're at a family reunion ranboo stream is the first time you have troubles around your friends

you forgot you needed to change the dexcom and almost halfway through you step out

like half an hour later you're still not back and the whole groups confused to Freddie goes to retrieve you

brother finds you in the bathtub in and out of consciousness

tbh you blame yourself for writing it off and not thinking about a plan just in case but lessons learned

he texts the groupchat to inform the others what happened while you stumble back into frame with Freddie's help bc you were not gonna ruin this for the others or chat, no matter how much he told you that you weren't ruining anything

you were acting a little out of it but he got you eating off the charcuterie board which helped a bit

afterwards, he always makes sure that you're eating properly and helps you with communicating if you need help with your dexcom and stuff

like Tommy, the beeping when you're too far away from your phone scares the shit out of him sometimes

sometimes he gets a little anxious and slides your phone under the bathroom door or quickly gives the phone back like "I'm just making sure you're okay! it disconnected, I got a little worried"

God I'm so head over heels for him 💔💔

[s0lam33y]

shuriri hcs p2

they FaceTime at horrible times because of their time difference but neither of them really complain.

Riri’s homegirls thought she was delusional bc she was going off of CRUMBS. (Shuri didn’t speak often but not because she didn’t like her, simply because she had no idea how.)

“I swear she wants me.”

“All She did was text hello.”

“Girl literally shut the fuck up, I can’t have shit.”

Temp wise. Shuri’s always too cold and Riri’s always too hot so cuddling is an issue. Taking showers together is an issue too.

“The water is too damn cold.”

“It’s fine, the water doesn’t need to be scalding.”

Once Shuri creased one of Riri’s shoes and it took everything in Riri not to have a reaction.

“It’s fine.”

“I’ll buy you a new pair-“

“They’re limited, it’s okay. Really it’s fine.”

Her eye started twitching.

Shuri’s biggest pet peeve is when Riri interrupts her in the bathroom with her speaker. She’s always blasting music and Shuri sees it as her own version of ‘me time’.

“Rianna, turn that music down.”

“Girl—-this is Mariah Carey, it’s her old shit.”

Shuri will close the door on her.

One of Riri’s pet peeves is when Shuri drives her car like it’s her own and not only that she always leaves an empty cup in there.

When they face time, on of them is always asleep. Most of the time it’s Riri.

Riri kisses her teeth after Shuri irritates her and it always makes the Royal do a 360.

“What was that?”

“Nothin’.”

Shuri’s phone is always dying when they go out so she and Riri practically share Riri’s phone all the time.

They know how to braid each others hair but don’t like doing each others hair.

The public only knows they’re dating because of photos of them front row at multiple bull games. At first, Riri was anxious about it but stopped caring after a little.

Shuri can’t dance and when Riri invites her to parties the only thing she’ll do is a little two step.

“You not gon dance?”

“This isn’t enough?”

When they went to go visit Riri’s mom, Her mother wanted to help Shuri unpack and…opened the wrong backpack up.

“I can explain.”

“Please do not.”

They had to keep the door wide open that night. (Riri’s mom said so.)

Riri likes to pick at Shuri’s face when she sees a mark or pimple and it pisses Shuri off bad.

“You’re going to make it worse.”

“No, I’ll just-“

“Do not.”

Shuri stopped buying Riri jewelry often because she realized that Riri’s very messy and loses her stuff often.

When they go to fancy events together, they look like they want to go home. It’s so obvious and they only straighten up when they see a Dora or someone walk around them.

They can’t go to intimate dinners because they can’t be serious so they end up being a little too loud.

They can’t play video games together because Riri taps out the minute she loses and declares a rematch before the game can end.

“This shit is rigged-“

“We haven’t finished.”

Shuri is actually very scared of Horror movies and refuses to watch them.

Riri sometimes lies on her back in her sleep and Shuri thinks it’s the weirdest thing ever (I agree.)

Sometimes they wear each others clothes like sweats, etc and don’t even realize until they step out.

Riri makes Shuri take her photos for all her Instagram post and Shuri hates doing it because of how picky she gets.

“It’s fine, is this for vogue?”

“No, now lower the phone and take this photo.”

Shuri is the sassiest person known to man and her comebacks during arguments make Riri’s eye twitch.

“I said what I said.”

“I didn’t ask.”

Shuri CAN’T watch a movie without bashing it every two seconds.

“What’s the use in having them run if the area is limited?”

“Just watch.”

Riri can’t watch a movie without asking questions.

“When did he die?”

“Riri, please- hold on.”

When Riri leaves the house, Shuri takes her jewelry (her chains, rings, etc) and wears them as her own. Riri notices her collecting them and lets her.

They pick up each other’s facial expressions and look at each other when someone around them says something real stupid.

They played just dance one time and Shuri injured herself somehow so they haven’t played it since.

Riri did in fact take Shuri to Coachella at some point because Shuri had mentioned it a couple of times.

They’re the type of couple that will share two earbuds so they can listen to music together.

When they’re on missions/programs together they can never stay serious.

“ Is she really a villain? I mean she’s kinda bad-“

“Rianna.”

…

“You don’t like my new suit?”

“I didnt-“

“Just say you don’t want me anymore.”

…

“You’re dramatic, get up.”

“What if I was actually dead?”

“Then you’re…dead or with the ancestors? I don’t know man.”

“I truly cannot stand you.”

…

“For the love of God, I never said she was pretty. I said-“

“You said she’s smart, that’s so much worse.”

“Jesus.”

…

this had been sitting in my drafts for far too long.

@imnotb @sapphicsourcee @xchoxix

k bye bye till November pookiees 🩵

[bad268]

Can you please write a Pezzy x gn! reader for the truth or hydrate stream, where the reader admits that they’d date Pezzy & find him attractive (and maybe make some suggestive jokes), and how he & the others would react? I love your writing, by the way, keep up the great work!

Confess or Drink (Pezzy X Reader)

Fandom: RPF/Miscellaneous

Requested: Clearly (did I start this the same way as the last one? Yes. Why? Because it’s from the same video, but trust, I did change it lol)

Warnings: Mentioned reader being on Adderall

POV: First Person (I/me)

W.C. 1547

Summary: A little too much alcohol and a little too much confessed.

As always, my requests are OPEN

MASTERLIST // HITLIST

~~(^Pinterest)

“What’s up gamers? How y’all doing today?” Droid started off as people began flooding into the stream. I was grabbing a couple of drinks from the fridge as the guys bantered back and forth before sitting next to Pezzy, closer to the computer to read the chat. “Someone wanna explain bruh? It’s a lot.”

“Bitch, it’s your thing!” Grizzy laughed along with Puffer and Pezzy while rolled my eyes and cracked open a Mike’s. 

“Geez, we’re doing truth or drink,” Droid explained, going into deeper detail. Puffer, jokingly, started snoring, so Droid said, “Aye, quiet down in the back, yeah?”

“Chat says it's a slumber party,” I laughed, pointing out since the message was highlighted. 

“Guys, take your shoes off, stay awhile. Slumber party!” Pezzy joked, enthusiastically. “Are your feet stinky?”

“Please don’t. I do not need chat spamming about feet for the next 2 hours,” I groaned as I leaned back. Droid was already pulling his shoes off and trying to smell them. “Can you not?”

“I can smell them from here actually! Those actually smell,” Puffer complained. Droid tried to smell his feet again, and he made a face before putting his shoes on.

“You realized they stink?” I asked rhetorically, chuckling as I took a drink. “Okay, what are we doing?”

“This is the dealio,” Droid started. “Truth or drink. If someone doesn’t want to answer a question, they have to take a shot.”

“Oh, this was meant to be hot sauce?” Grizzy asked, looking at the box.

“Yeah, it's a Hot Ones game,” I laughed, leaning over Pezzy to point at the box.

“He’s a pussy, dude,” Pezzy stated.

“Y’all keep it at 89 fucking degrees in this house. You think I want hot sauce right now?” Grizzy emphasized.

“That’s all Pezzy, bruh,” Droid muttered.

“Ok, ladies,” I interrupted. “Let’s just do the first card. Puffer can start ‘cause he’s at the end. Simple.”

“And this is why we have you,” Pezzy laughed. “Keep us on track.”

“Oh, yeah have the person who relies on Adderall to keep y'all on track,” You responded sarcastically. “Makes sense to me.”

“Okay, guys. What is the most embarrassing thing you’ve done?” Puffer read off the card before turning his attention to the rest of us.  

“I shit my pants in a car ride home with my friends,” Grizzy said immediately. We all started talking over each other until Grizzy interrupted us, “I was like 8, bro!”

“I got one,” Puffer paused as Droid said that he knew it. “I fell in the San Antonio River.”

“OH! What the fuck?!” Droid shouted. All of us started laughing as Puffer told the story of the bike breaking and flinging him into the river. “There’s no ladder, so once you’re in, you’re in.”

“My dad took me to the track,” Droid started, going into a long story about how he shit himself immediately after arriving home. “I think I was just relieved to be home and I made it far enough.”

“Mine was when I was in school and I trusted a fart too much,” Pezzy began. “I had to call my mom and say I shit my pants.”

“Holy shit, guys! Literally!” I laughed as I finished my first drink. “While I did not shit myself after age 6, I ‘fell’ into the fountain in Las Vegas during the national anthem once for $100. Try explaining you’re broke to the police and them not believing you.”

“That’s crazy dude,” Pezzy laughed.

“Crazy? I was crazy once-”

“NO stop!”

~

“Who would you trade lives with?”

“Puffer?” Droid and Grizzy eyed him.

“Nah, I’m good. My answer is I’m good,” Puffer said fast.

“I think I’d be down to swap with Pezzy,” I chuckled, looking over to him. I held up my drink as if to cheers with him. “What do you say?”

“I’m down,” He agreed, clanking his bottle with mine.

~

“Who have you fantasized about in your life that you shouldn’t have? No celebrities allowed,” Pezzy read. 

“Pezzy. Next question,” I said quickly.

“Why? Do you not want to admit who you’ve fantasized about?” Puffer laughed causing the rest to start laughing as well.

“What? I answered already,” I replied confused, ”It’s y’all’s turn.”

“Wait, you’re blushing!” Grizzy pointed out as he started wheezing.

“You’re answer was Pezzy?!” Droid shouted in disbelief. Everyone was still cracking up, and Pezzy was leaning back against the couch, hiding his face behind his hands.

“Yes!” I shouted back. I leaned forward as I pointed back at Pezzy. “Have you SEEN him? He’s hot!”

“Can we not talk about this live and drunk?” Pezzy intervened.

“No! This guy thinks it's so random that I find you hot!”

“It’s because of his nose right?” Droid shouted as he pointed at Pezzy, “I fucking told you! I knew that shit was pleasing someone!”

“Okay, I’d rather not talk about my sex life on live, my guy,” I drew the line. Despite being pretty drunk, I knew that would be a slippery slope.

“Well, it looks like you’re gonna have to. What was your most recent porn search?” Droid asked. Everyone started complaining, saying they were going to take a shot.

“I will take the shot dude,” I laughed, already downing the Crown. “Wait I got a question. Do any of you dabble in the hentai?”

Immediately, the boys responded with “Yes.”

My eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets as I cringed at all of them. “Y’all are fucking gross. Do y’all feel disgusting afterward because damn that's actually nasty.”

“I have gone so far down that rabbit hole, it is not even funny,” Pezzy admitted. 

“You are really feeling those drinks, huh” Grizzy laughed. 

“Yes, I am,” Pezzy responded definitively.

“We did not need to know you that personally, Pezzy,” I laughed, taking a shot.

“Seems like you wanted to know him pretty personally,” Puffer muttered as he took a drink.

“Yes, but not that kind of personally,” I laughed. “I’m gonna head out before I destroy my career more than I already have. If someone wants to follow me,” I jokingly coughed out Pezzy’s name, “I’ll be in my room.”

“I don’t think I want to continue living in this house, knowing what you two will be doing in there,” Grizzy grimaced as he stood up and left the room. 

“Meg’s gonna pick me up. Yall can stay the night if you really need out,” Puffer offered as Droid ended the stream and started cleaning up around the living room. 

That’s when they all noticed that Pezzy was still sitting on the couch. He was not making any move to move either, so naturally, Droid, being the nosey guy he is, asked about it. “Are you really gonna let this opportunity go? They practically asked you to meet in their room.”

“We’re both drunk,” Pezzy groaned. “I’m not gonna take advantage of them like that. We’ll talk in the morning or something.”

“Are you sure you’ll even remember it in the morning?” Puffer asked as Grizzy came back with water bottles for everyone.

“The love of my life just admitted that they found me hot. I will definitely remember this in the morning,” Pezzy sighed before standing and heading to his room for the night.

The next morning, the house was eerily quiet when I walked into the kitchen. There was a note on the table, saying that Grizzy and Droid went to Puffer’s house for the night. I just shrugged to myself and moved around the kitchen. I opened a bottle of Sprite and left it open on the counter while I started making breakfast. Not anything too complex, just simple eggs.

It did not take long for Pezzy to come walking into the kitchen and sit at the island. I turned my head back to see him with his head resting against his forearms on the granite. I chuckled to myself before asking, “How do you want your eggs?”

“Scrambled, please,” He groaned as he turned his head to look at me. That’s when he noticed that his view was blocked by the Sprite bottle. “What’s with the Sprite? Isn’t it a bit early for soda?”

“Flat Sprite is the best cure for a hangover,” I replied as I mixed up and cooked the eggs. “I think I ran out of ibuprofen last time, and we could split it if you want. We’ll need to talk about last night at some point. Grizzy and Droid won’t be back until later.”

“Why don’t we go for lunch?” Pezzy offered as he took a couple of drinks of the Sprite. “We could take the bike.”

“I literally just made eggs,” I groaned holding out the pan for him to see that they were almost finished cooking. 

“Give it to the dog,” He laughed, standing up to wrap his arms around my waist as he leaned his head on my shoulder. “It’ll be my treat.”

“As long as I get to rev your bike at least once, I’m down,” I countered, leaning back into his chest. 

“You can rev it all you want,” He smirked, rubbing his face in my neck.

“Okay, you ruined it,” I laughed as I pushed away from him. “Go get ready while I give this to the dog.”

~~~~~

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lovers' quarrel (ross x girlband gf!reader angst)

day 5 of valentine's week. schedule clashes are getting to you. enjoy <3

you haven't spoken to your boyfriend in a week.

you're sleeping in the same bed as him, yeah, but ross is always asleep when you let yourself into his house at 11pm, body aching after a 12-hour day of dance rehearsals and video shoots and last-minute touch-ups to the instrumentals and harmonies and mixing on your band's new album. and you're always asleep when he leaves at 8am to drive to the studio to finish recording the new 75 LP (scheduled for release a month after yours), a kiss to your sleep-messy hair the only real bit of physical contact he gets to give you.

even your phone calls during studio breaks keep missing each other; you only hear your boyfriend's voice filtered through crackly phone lines, an obvious reminder that you're apart. in fact, the closest you've felt to ross in about eight days is when you use his body wash, in the freezing shower you take to soothe your screaming leg muscles before you get into bed with him.

you hate this. you miss him, so much.

ross misses you, too - he tells you at the end of every voicemail he leaves, paired with a “love you”, in such a defeated tone it brings tears to your eyes. you call him back, leave a similar message of your own, and go back into the rehearsal room and dance your heart out, as if it isn't breaking more with every passing second. 

is this what life is always going to be like for the two of you, a loving relationship reduced to fleeting moments of getting to spend time with each other in between tours and shows and recording sessions and writing and promo? you're not sure how long you could take it, if it is.

but you love ross. so fucking much. surely you can do something to make it better for both of you.

the question is… what?

you're mulling over that on your lunch break, sat alone outside the studio complex with your tofu bowl and lucozade, thinking about how thursdays have always been the worst day of the week (double maths back in the day, and now the final full day of work left before you can actually maybe talk to your man for once), when the answer appears through the summer drizzle. well, actually, it's gabbriette who appears, dashing over to you from her (matty's) car and screeching as the rain hits her hair.

you laugh, standing and letting her barrel into your arms. “hi, wifey.”

“baby girl!” she kisses your nose. “you look gorgeous.”

“gabs, i've been dancing for three hours straight. i look like shit.”

“but hot shit. like, super sexy shit,” she grins. “how's everything going? do i get a sneak peek of the new video?”

you smirk. “depends. did matty send you down here to spy on us?”

gabbriette laughs. “he's too stressed to even think of suggesting anything that smart. no, actually, i'm just here to see how you're doing,” her beautiful face shifts into a more serious expression. “because when i asked your boyfriend how you were, literally thirty minutes ago, he very cryptically said he didn't know.”

“ah.”

“he did then explain that you guys hadn't broken up, but it scared me,” she squeezes your hand. “you okay? like, i know you're both so busy - george is literally pushing the guys to the limit in the studio right now - but…”

you sigh. “yeah, we’re just so busy that we keep missing each other, that's all - i get home when he's sleeping, he leaves before i wake up, and we're never free to call at the same time. like, i didn't even know that thing you just said about george, because we haven't talked for days,” you slide down the wall to sit, and gabbriette follows. you sniffle. “he sleeps right beside me, but i miss him like he's continents away. and i hate it, gabs, i really hate it.”

“oh, baby,” she puts her arm around you and kisses your head. “it'll get better soon, though, won't it? you finish here tomorrow afternoon, right?”

“yeah, but,” you wipe your eyes with the sleeve of your hoodie. “then the boys get to this manic stage i'm in now, then i have to do promo, and they have to do promo, and i just don't know when it'll end.”

“i know the feeling,” gabbriette sighs. “it's not easy, us being us, loving the people we do. but that's the way it is, i guess. we just gotta,” she half-heartedly punches the air. “push through it.”

“mmm,” you take a drink of your juice. “what i wouldn't give to just have dinner with him, you know? go somewhere nice for a night, and think about nothing but the two of us.”

your friend turns to face you. “so, why don't you? make a reservation for tomorrow night. surprise him when he gets home. clichè, but,” she winks. “i'm sure ross won't complain about coming home to you all dressed up and gorgeous. i know i wouldn't.”

you burst out laughing. “you're gonna lose your shit when we go inside and you get to see my album cover outfit, babe.”

“oh my god,” she presses her face into your shoulder, then sits up with a smile. “but seriously. i know you're exhausted, and so is he, but plan a date, have fun, make it a regular thing. you guys are perfect together; don’t let that slip away.”

“alright. thank you for the support,” you hug her. “i love you.”

“i love you, angel girl,” gabbriette pulls back and kisses your nose again, before standing and helping you up. “now, i am dying to see what you and the girls have been cooking up. shall we?”

you link your arm through hers. “let's go.”

***

when you hear the key in the lock, you brush down your dress a final time and hurry into the hallway. your heart skips at the sight of ross - clearly exhausted - stepping through the door; you can't keep the smile from your face, and one appears on his after he kicks his shoes off and turns towards you.

he exhales. “god, you're a sight for sore eyes. hi, love,” his arms open, and you run into them and allow yourself to be wrapped up in your boyfriend. “missed you this week.”

“missed you, too,” you nuzzle into his neck. “how are you, darling?”

“perfect, now that i've got you in my arms,” his smile is audible. “not letting you out of them for a second, by the way. need to catch up on holding my girl.”

you giggle. “what about dinner?”

“i can eat pizza with you on my lap on the sofa, can't i?”

oh. your heart feels slightly heavier than it did a second ago. “that's… what you want to do for dinner?”

you do your best to keep your voice light, but ross doesn't miss a trick. he pulls back, frowning slightly. “yeah. something calm, after us both being so busy this week,” he seems to notice your dress for the first time, brow furrowing even further when he takes in your polished appearance. “but that's not what you want, is it?”

“well, baby,” you let go of him, wringing your hands nervously. “i’ve, um, made a reservation at that place you like down the street. for tonight.”

ross pinches the bridge of his nose. “why would you do that, sweetheart?”

your jaw falls open. what? “oh, i just thought it might be nice to go out. save us doing the washing up,” the joke falls flat, but you clear your throat and continue. “and, you know, i’m home now, not coming in exhausted at midnight or whatever, for once, and i-”

“oh, okay,” ross laughs mirthlessly, and your blood runs cold. “just because you're not tired, i should forget my own tiredness and force myself to go out for an overpriced meal i don't even want to eat right now? just because?”

you don't think you've ever felt smaller in your life, and your voice shows it. “no, i just thought-”

“exactly. you just thought, about yourself, not me,” ross hangs up his jacket, shaking his head. “i mean, really, love? you of all people know what it's like, burning yourself out in the studio every day. is it really so surprising that i wanted to come home, to my own house, and just spend the night there?”

something inside you just snaps, and your next words shoot from your lips like bullets. “no, i fucking know the feeling, ross,” you glare at him when he turns to look at you, slight shock on his face at your sudden aggression. “66 hours i've worked, this week, across five days, and at the end of every single one of them i've wanted nothing more than to go straight home to my flat and collapse onto my bed. but d'you know what i've done instead?” you laugh, manic. “i've driven here and stayed with you, because i thought that even if we couldn't spend time together properly, at least we were with each other in some way. and you can't even be nice about the fact i wanted to do something special for us tonight. because, yeah, i was thinking about us when i did it.”

ross looks at you for a second, then shrugs. “well, i didn't ask you to do any of it.”

you nod, biting your trembling lip. “right,” you squeeze past him, picking up your handbag from the console table. tears prick at your eyes as you open the front door. “enjoy your fucking pizza, then.”

a sob escapes your lips as the door slams behind you, tears hitting off the steps as you hurry down them towards your car. with shaking hands, you rifle through your bag to find your keys, unlocking the door and climbing inside so you can cry in peace and figure out where to go. you half-expect ross to follow you, knock on the window, apologise… but nothing. the front door stays closed. even the blinds in the front room don’t move.

you're tempted to wait to see how long it would take him to come after you. but it's not a great look for you to be sitting outside his house in tears, and - to be honest - you don't really want to see him right now, anyway. you need to go somewhere. not your flat, because that's the first place he'd look for you - if he even decides to bother, that is. no. you need to go somewhere else, be with other people, people who love you. but not your bandmates, because that would be ross's next point of call.

and then, it hits you - gabbriette. you scroll through your contacts until you find her number, and hit call; what you don't expect, however, is for her boyfriend to answer. “hi, darling!”

“oh, hi, matty,” you sniffle. “did i dial you? i thought i'd called gabs.”

“no, you did, she just got me to answer because she’s making dinner,” he replies, his girlfriend audibly yelling in greeting in the background. “speaking of dinner… i thought you and ross were meant to be out right now? everything alright?”

you don't say anything in response, just burst into tears down the phone. matty sighs. “oh, fuck. come over, darling. i'll open the wine now.”

“thank you,” you say between sobs. “i'll see you in a bit.”

when you get to his house twenty minutes later, you reckon the two of them must have been standing at the door waiting for you; as soon as you ring the bell, it opens, and you're enveloped into a group hug so tight you can't tell who's who.

matty kisses your head when the hug ends. “just wanna say,” he begins, passing you a ridiculously large glass of red wine. “that while ross is my best friend, he will hear nothing of what's about to be said tonight. so… yeah. rip him to shreds.”

“oh, i intend to,” gabbriette squeezes your hand. “he came home to you looking like that and he didn't wanna go out with you? stupid boy.”

you wince. “gabs…”

“sorry, sorry. but i'm right,” she turns to matty. “don’t you think, baby?”

he nods. “he's an idiot,” something beeps in the kitchen, and gabbriette squeaks and runs towards it. matty puts an arm around you. “come on. we'll have a seat, and you can tell us everything.”

“okay.”

and you do just that, settled next to matty on the kitchen counter so gabs can hear and react while she cooks; you aren't quite sure you'd be able to make it through reliving the argument without the plates of focaccia she keeps laying on your lap, to be honest. anyway - both of them react quite accordingly to your story, dropped jaws and wide eyes and utterances of “he said that?” punctuating your words.

matty shakes his head when you finish talking, putting a hand on top of yours in a brotherly way. “i'm sorry, darling. he can be a moody bastard at times, i know, but that's… that's awful.”

“i get that he's tired and he didn't want to go out,” you sigh, taking a drink of your wine. “but he didn't need to make me feel like a stupid bitch for suggesting it,” you well up again. “and now i don't know where i am with him.”

“oh, baby,” gabbriette runs over to kiss your hair and hug you. “listen, you'll stay here tonight - we'll have a good time, talk shit, have some wine, and then we can figure your love life out tomorrow. cool?”

you look between the two of them, nervous. “i don't want to intrude…”

“oi, none of that,” matty squeezes your hand. “what kind of brother would i be if i didn't take of my little sister?”

“love you, mate,” you hug him, then turn to gabs. “both of you.”

“and we love you,” she kisses your cheek. “me more than him. seriously, i love you so much.”

matty laughs. “she’s right, actually,” he says to you. “came home raving about the sneak peek of the album she got yesterday,” he looks at you pointedly.

you roll your eyes. “fine, i'll tell you about it.”

“fuck yeah!”

you're still telling them all about the album and its processes when ross makes contact, almost two hours after you left his house. matty's phone rings, the contact photo (an old selfie of the two boys) visible to all three of you; the atmosphere changes from buzzy to sombre when you see it.

matty looks at you. “i don't have to answer it if you don't want me to.”

you look at the buzzing phone, the picture of your boyfriend on the screen filling you with a weird mix of emotion. “no, it's ok.”

“you sure?”

you nod. “if he asks where i am, you can tell him,” you murmur, looking at the floor. “i don't want him to worry.”

“right, darling,” matty takes your hand, and picks up his phone with the other. “alright, mate?”

gabbriette hugs you as ross speaks, inaudible to you; you're thankful for her support, because your stomach's in knots waiting for matty to reply. his eyes flick to yours, nervous. “yeah, she’s here,” he says, squeezing your hand. “she’s alright now, but… she really wasn't when she first arrived. surprised she managed to drive here, to be honest - that's how upset she was.”

you chew your bottom lip as ross says something else. matty quirks his eyebrows. “depends if your girlfriend wants to see you or not, mate.”

gabbriette squeezes you tighter. you shrug, and mouth “need to get it over with anyway”; matty grimaces, and relays the message to your boyfriend. “she's not opposed. but,” he shifts in his seat. “don't expect a warm welcome. that includes from me, too - it's none of my business, and i love you, but seeing my friend cry like that was fucking heartbreaking. i can't believe you could be so cruel.”

god, you love your friends.

you smile as matty wraps up the call. “yeah, i can imagine you feel awful about it; i'd be worried if you weren't. and yeah, i'll tell her, alright?” he gives you a thumbs up. “see you soon.”

“he's on his way?” you ask once the call ends.

“he went to yours. freaked out when you weren't there. so, he'll be here in five,” matty looks at you tentatively. “and i've to tell you he's extremely sorry and also that he loves you more than anything and finally that he’s a cunt for what he said.”

“i coulda fuckin told you that last bit,” gabbriette mutters. she smiles at you, though. “but the other bits are, you know, promising.”

“yeah,” you murmur. “shall we go and wait for him, then?”

she kisses your cheek. “if that's what you want, sure.”

true to his word, ross knocks the door five minutes later; you sit on the stairs in the hallway, gabs in front of you protectively (at her insistence), while matty answers. “hi.”

“alright?” ross's face isn’t properly visible from the angle you're at, but you can hear from the scratchiness of his voice that he's been crying. it hurts you to think about that. “can i come in?”

matty nods, stepping back to let him in. ross follows, an awkward dance, and immediately sees you. his face crumples. “hi, love.”

you wave. you're not sure if you can speak.

ross looks at gabs. “can i, um, talk to my girlfriend alone for a second?”

she turns to you. “you cool with that?”

you nod. she kisses your cheek and stands, staring ross down as she walks over to matty and they leave the room. once they've gone, ross flinches. “has she always been so scary?”

“you would be exactly the same way if she hurt matty,” your voice is hoarse, your crying just as obvious as your boyfriend's.

“yeah, s'pose,” ross takes a tentative few steps towards you, gesturing towards the stairs. “can i sit?”

“mhmm.”

“thanks,” he takes a seat on a step a few down from you, turning so he can talk to you properly. “i'm sorry, love, i really am. and i don't really have an excuse for being such a dickhead, other than tiredness, which isn't even an excuse because you've been more exhausted than i am and you still made the effort to do something nice for both of us,” he takes a shaky breath. “you look beautiful, by the way, even now; slightly off-topic, i know, but i just had to say it.”

“thanks,” you say quietly, picking at your cuticles. “thought you'd like this dress.”

“i love it,” ross smiles sadly. “i love you. and the fact that i hurt you… i feel fucking terrible about it,” his lip trembles. “i love you more than anything, or anyone, and i don't want to lose you. the thought of it fucking terrifies me, and,” he begins to cry, and your heart aches. “i worry that i'm not enough for you. i worry that i don't do enough for you, take you out enough. i worry that you'll get bored of me, bored of making all the effort, bored of sitting at home watching football or films, and one day you'll just leave me.”

what?

“oh, ross,” your heart shatters, and you scooch down to sit next to him and hug him.

“m'sorry, i know i'm the one in the wrong, but i have to be honest,” he cries into you. “when you said you wanted to go out instead of stay in, i freaked that i was boring you. and then when you brought up staying at mine instead of yours…”

“you thought it was me saying i was fed up.”

“yeah.”

“oh, baby,” you start to cry, too. “no. it was me just being pissed about you trying to say i didn't know the feeling of wanting to go home when you're tired. i didn't mean it in any other way, honest.”

“no, i know, my love. i was just scared.”

“why, though?” you look him in the eye. “you're the love of my life, ross. you're more than enough for me - everything i need, and more.”

he sniffles. “did you mean to quote beyoncé there, or…?”

“well, no, but it was apt,” you giggle, stroking his dimples when he smiles. “look, i was hurt by the way you reacted to me - an ‘oh, that's nice, love, but could we go out tomorrow night instead?’ wouldn't have gone amiss. but,” you kiss his nose. “i accept your apology, and i love you and our relationship very much, just as they are. just don't ever fucking treat me like that again, alright?”

“i promise you i won't, love,” ross kisses your nose in return. “i love you. and i'm sorry i was a grumpy shit about dinner, because i'm fucking starving now.”

you laugh, kissing his neck. “i reckon gabs has got us covered there. but if not,” you grin. “we can always get a pizza.”

“you're never letting me live that one down, are you?”

“not a fucking chance.”

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Why Helluva Boss's Villains Suck

So, Helluva Boss is a series with a LOT of villains. The show certainly has a large rogues gallery of them, that's for sure. There's just one thing though; Helluva Boss's villains...suck. And In this post I'm going to explain why.

1. What Makes A Good Villain?

Before I get to why I don't like HB's villains let's first ask a question; what makes a good villain? To me, a good villain could be either of two things; 1) They could be compelling and interesting antagonists; with deeper motivations as to why they do the things they do or why they act that way, a good villain is a villain that's interesting and complex. However, not all villains need to have a lot of depth to be good villains as 2) Sometimes some villains don't need to be super deep or compelling and could just be fun or entertaining to watch. Take villains like Magica De Spell from Ducktales 2017 or any villain from the Disney Renaissance Era; they may not be super deep or compelling characters, but they are still good villains because they are simply fun and entertaining to watch, usually by having a personality to them that makes them a bit goofy while also being a villain you can take seriously due to the threat they may pose to our heroes.

And, generally speaking, a good villain should be able to be semi-competent and pose some kind of threat towards the protagonist, without being incompetent (Unless you writing a villain that's supposed to be dumb like Lord Hater from Wander Over Yonder, but villains like him are usually villains you aren't supposed to take too seriously)

A good antagonist should be a character that poses a threat to the heroes while also being a compelling character in their own right or just being fun and entertaining to watch. So, now that we've established what (in my opinion) makes a good villain, let's now start talking about why HB's villains don't work.

2. My Thoughts on Each Villian in Helluva Boss

Now it's time for me to give my thoughts on each villain in Helluva Boss. Note that I'm only going to include recurring antagonists and I'm going in order of which they all first appeared. Ok, so now, let's begin.

Stella - Stella had some potential to be interesting. Unfortunately, HB squandered that potential and made her a one-dimensional abusive asshole to make Stolas more sympathetic. Not much to say about Stella, she's just a boring one-dimensional asshole.

Veriosika Mayday - Another underdeveloped villain. She's kinda supposed to play into Blitz's whole arc but so far she hasn't gotten much if any development whatsoever. Again, not much to say about her, she's just boring like Stella. Maybe the show will develop her in the future but for now, she's kinda just a one-dimensional basic bitch.

The Cherubs - Don't have much to say about them either. It would have been cool to have them be recurring rivals for the IMPs but nope. Like the other villains, they aren't really that interesting.

Striker - Now...I'm probably going to get hate for this but; Striker is an overrated AF villain. I don't find him that interesting - HOWEVER, I will say he's one of the show's better villains because he's at least kind of menacing in his debut episode. Aside from that he's the "Oh a character that is better than the protag at literally everything who turns out to be the villain!". Ya I don't care for Striker that much - he's fine but I still don't care for him.

The Dhorks - These guys are just stupid. 1) They already had VIDEO EVIDENCE of the IMPs and they FOR SOME FUCKING REASON didn't send it to the government already??? How did they even get the footage of the imps??? And then 2) they also FOR SOME REASON kept on using melee weapons against the IMPs when the episode shows us that they. have. GUNS. Why don't they just use those??? Oh, it's because Edo weapons were more "badass"? These are villains we are suppoused to take semi-seriously, deliberately making them idiots doesn't fucking work. Also 3) Seeing Stars shows that the humans don't recognize the IMPs at all - meaning that, even after obtaining MORE video evidence of the IMPs existing, they STILL just...didn't tell the governments about this for some reason??? Maybe there's an explanation for this in a future episode but for now this is just bullshit! So ya, the dhorks suck, they're boring and just flat out stupid. Least favorite villains in the show so far.

Crimson - Ladies and gentlemen, I introduce to you...the show's most POINTLESS antagonist. I've already said this multiple times, but why. Literally why. Why did Moxxie need to be the THIRD character with daddy issues? It adds nothing to his character and removing this aspect changes nothing about him - he's the same character without his daddy issues. Crimson literally has nothing interesting about him aside from "abusive dad mob boss". Like all the other villains, he's fucking boring.

So ya, that's my thoughts on each villain in Helluva Boss. As you can see, I don't have very nice things to say about any of them, and if you paid attention to what I was saying about them - you can see one of my major issues with HB's villains. That being...

3. They're Boring

Helluva Boss's villains are just. BORING. A majority of them are very one-dimensional Saturday morning cartoon villains with nothing interesting about them - none of them feel like developed or compelling characters. Granted, as I already said, a villain doesn't need to be super compelling to be good - sometimes a good villain is just one that's fun to watch while still being a good threat to the heroes.

But in order to do that you need to make that villain have a well-fleshed-out personality and mannerisms that make them entertaining to watch. HB's villains don't have that; they aren't compelling nor are they fun to watch, they are just boring. Stella especially is an example of this problem; I've said it before, but there was potential to make Stella an interesting character, but the show chose to waste that in favor of making her a mustache-twirling villain who just likes making Stolass suffer for shits and giggles.

The "I like tormenting you" line especially hammers this in; Stella is just a one-dimensional asshole and nothing else. Again, you don't need to have a character to be super compelling to be a good villain; sometimes you just need them to be fun to watch, but Stella isn't interesting nor is she fun to watch. She's just one-dimensional. Obviously, a character like Stella could work; after all, some stories just like having a villain REVEL in how evil they are like Lord Dominator from Wander Over Yonder, which falls under the "just fun to watch" category, but once again, Stella isn't fun to watch nor is she a compelling or interesting character, she's just boring.

Which is something I can say for all of HB's villains; they aren't compelling or interesting characters nor are they fun and entertaining to watch, they're all just one-dimensional and boring.

Another character I'd like to bring up is Verosika, a character who so far has gotten ZERO development TWO SEASONS IN! Maybe the show will develop Verosika more in the future, but for now there isn't anything about her that's interesting except for MAYBE her past with Blitz, but how the show is going to execute that we'll just have to wait and see.

So Helluva Boss's villains are boring, they aren't compelling characters nor are they fun to watch, now let's move onto my second problem, that being...

4. Some of Them Are Stupid/Incompetent

So a good villain is supposed to be competent, right? Well sometimes an incompetent villain can work; however, it only works when the villain is SUPPOSED to be stupid because they're a villain who you're not supposed to take very seriously. The problem comes when you're supposed to take a villain seriously but they act like idiots to the audience when the story doesn't want us to see them that way.

There are three examples I can think of when I say that sometimes HB's villains are just incompetent at times, those being Striker, The Dhorks, and Crimson. I already talked about the Dhorks here in this post but they're not the only villains that make dumb decisions in the show; Striker does too Western Energy.

For one, when Stolas calls the IMPs for help, Striker for some reason doesn't immediately go and break Stolas's phone when he can HEAR HIM TALKING to them. Instead, he just sits there, letting Stolas notify IMPs that he's in trouble, and THEN takes Stolas's phone. Striker literally could've just smashed Stolas's phone the second he heard Stolas talking - if he did that, then IMP wouldn't have been notified that Stolas has been captured and the episode's plot wouldn't have happened. It's making a villain stupid for the sake of the plot.

And then later in the episode, when he has Stolas tied up on the train tracks, he decides to just... monologue to him? When he could literally just finish Stolas instantly by decapitating him or something, why is he just sitting there doing nothing and stabbing Stolas in random places???

Then there's Crimson, who, for some reason, didn't check to see if Chaz was lying to him. Seriously, if somebody you used to hate went and said "Oh hey I'm rich now", wouldn't you go and check to see if they're lying or not? But Crimson for some reason didn't think to do that, so he just...let himself get scammed because he was too stupid to actually check for himself. Yaaaaaaay.

Again, I already talked about the Dhorks, but it bears repeating that the fact that they decided to use melee weapons when THEY HAVE GUNS is fucking stupid. The show tries to pass this off by saying "They chose those melee weapons cuz they were badass!", except that excuse doesn't work because it makes the Dhorks just...incompetent. And usually when a narrative purposefully makes a villain stupid we aren't supposed to take that villain seriously, but the Dhorks are villains who we are supposed to take at least semi-seriously so deliberately making them stupid like this doesn't really work.

Another example I can think of is in Oops where when Blitz comes up with a plan to get rid of all the henchmen all at once using guns, they, for some reason, didn't hear all the gunshots and screaming going on and didn't go to check what the fuck was happening. If they did do that, then they would have most likely all gotten shot and not only would the episode's climax not happen, but the show would also lose two of its major recurring villains.

So HB's villains are often incompetent or just straight up stupid - they make dumb decisions just so to continue the plot. If they did the logical thing, major changes in the show's plot would happen and it can't have that now, would it? Now let's talk about the next problem...

5. There's Too. Fucking. Many of them

This is my last problem with HB's villains, that being; there are just WAY too many of them. Now, having multiple recurring antagonists isn't a bad thing, a lot of shows have a few smaller recurring antagonists here and there. The problem here is that in HB with each new villain creates a new plotline; Stella's conflict with Stolas regarding their divorce, the Cherubs being kicked out of Heaven and probably will try to get revenge on the IMPs, the Dhorks going to expose the existence of demons, Striker going to assassinate Stolas, and Crimson most likely going to get payback from Moxxie.

It contributes to a major issue I have with this show; there's just. TOO MANY plotlines going on and it makes it feel unfocused. Most shows I've seen usually have a main plot and 2-3 maybe even 4 smaller plots than it focuses on per season. HB meanwhile set up six yes six plotlines in just its first season (The ones I've already mentioned + Blitz making amends with the people he hurt and Stolitz). And now in season 2, it's just. Adding more with Crimson.

The show suffers from cramming in TOO MANY characters and plotlines making the show feel messy and unfocused. I would also like to point out how the show just adds plotlines that are like. Completely unnecessary? Mainly the Dhroks and Cherubs plotlines; these aren't connected to the show's core story (whatever tf its supposed to even BE at this point), and removing them doesn't change anything about the show, so they are just completely unneeded. The same thing goes with the Crimson plotline.

They only serve to clutter the show even more and make it feel unfocused, which is a problem HB's villains contribute to a LOT.

6. Conclusion

So, ya, that's why I don't like the villains in Helluva Boss. In conclusion; HB's villains are boring, one-dimensional, sometimes flat-out incompetent, and are just plain underwhelming. So uh ya...bye.

[babyyweebbitch]

How about any Mortal Kombat characters of your choice with s/o that really knowledgeable on certain things like they can tell you all about the Internet drama and how it started but when asked to do math or any other topic, they are head empty no thoughts sorry if I’m rambling 

BRO i do this 💀💀 i’m so knowledgeable about games, tattoos, piercings and a bunch of other stuff but if u ask me a math question i will literally sit there like 👁️👄👁️ this is super horrible i’m sorry 😭😭

content warning : GN reader ,

Hanzo H.

you know alot about video games, technology and everything in between, hanzo doesn’t. so there are times if you’re talking about technically to this literal dinosaur he will ask a lot of questions and you will answer them and any other questions he has.

your knowledge about this stuff is what makes you special in his eyes. he says you should make a career out of your knowledge or even help special forces since you also know alot about programming. but you always say no

but, he found out you weren’t math smart after he asked you what 5 x 50 was. you literally sat there head empty, no thoughts and then proceeded to say 55 with your whole chest, the biggest smile on your face too. he kinda looked at u like

THAT PICTURE IS SO FUCKING FUNNY IM CRYING RN

Kano

you know the entire lore of FNAF. ans when i said the ENTIRE lore i mean THE ENTIRE FUCKING LORE. you know everything, the side games, the main games, individual characters stories, the stories of each game EVERYTHING

you explained the entire lore to kano for three goddamn hours. you followed him every time he would move around and every time he would go “babe i-“ YOU WOULD GO “WAIT THERES MORE”

kano every time you say that:

then once you were done speaking he would say “i’m sorry, but i don’t fucking care, i just asked who this character was because i saw it on the internet” AND YOU WENT “oh, 😀 it’s freddy fazbear”

😭😭😭

[mercury-crux]

Limited Life Incorrect Quotes

Pearl: I know this isn’t going to end well and I don’t care. So don’t you try and stop me, Martyn! Martyn: I wasn’t stopping you. I was asking if you had a spare camera so I can record this.

Cleo: Why aren’t you sleeping? Scar: I’m too busy plotting your murder to sleep, Cleo. Cleo: Scar: …The nightmares. Cleo: wrapping their arms around Scar Awwww, sweetie-

Grian: Thought I was meowing back at my cat for the past hour, but it was just me and Martyn meowing at each other from different rooms in the house.

Martyn: Life could be worse, BigB. BigB: Life could be a lot better too!

Bdubs: Hey, Cleo! Did you know your my BFFLWYLION? Cleo: What the hell is that supposed to mean? Bdubs: Best Friend For Life Whether You Like It Or Not. Cleo: Cleo: That’s one way to say it, I guess…

Impulse: Hey, Scott? Can I get some dating advice? Scott: Just because I'm with Martyn doesn't mean I know how I did it.

Scott: Hey, can you do me a favor? Martyn: Sorry, I have to go do literally anything other than this. Scott: You don’t even have a legitimate reason? Martyn: Oh, no, I do. Scott: Well, what is it? Martyn: You see, I simply don’t give a fuck.

Martyn: Question, how difficult would it be to bowl in a bee suit? BigB: Not that hard, I don't think, as long as you can move. Scar: I'd assume as hard as it is to bowl in a maid outfit. Scar: Wouldn't be any harder, but you'd get some WEIRD looks. Grian: Are. Are you speaking from experience. Scar: No! Scar: Scar: ….Maybe.

BigB: Did you ever have like a pet run away and find it or anything? Jimmy: I had a lizard that I burnt.

BigB, digging their grave: Long story short, this is my grave…….Want me to make you one too?

Skizz: I’d like to live through a week that’s not a whole new verse of “We Didn’t Start the Fire.”

Grian: Did you take out Martyn as I requested? Joel: Martyn has been taken out, yes. Grian: You have my grat- Joel: It was a great restaurant. Joel: We had a romantic candlelit dinner. Joel: Martyn proposed afterwards- we’re filing the wedding papers.

Joel: I’m quick at math. Jimmy: Ok, what’s 38 times 76? Joel: 24. Jimmy: That wasn’t even close. Joel: But it was quick.

Bdubs: Standing next to sunflowers always makes me feel weak like ‘look at this fucking flower. This flower is taller than I am. This flower is winning and I’m losing.’ Grian: Wow, you are not ready to hear about trees.

Cleo: Are you laughing at that video of Pearl and Jimmy fighting? Etho: No. Etho: I'm laughing at the comments.

Scar: I have a bad feeling about this… Grian: What do you mean? Scar: Don't you ever get that little voice in your head that tells you if you're going to get into trouble? Grian: No? Jimmy: That actually explains so much.

Joel: Hey, are you okay? Pearl: Yeah. Joel: You don't look okay… Pearl: Then stop looking.

Martyn: Ah shit, I forgot. Joel: Forgot what? Martyn: How do you expect me to answer that?

Pearl: I can be your partner for the next race. Cleo: Sorry, Pearl. It's a sibling race. Bdubs: Maybe there's a contest for lonely children after this. Cleo: It's only children, Bdubs. A lonely child is what you're gonna be when I sell you!

Cleo: I hate to tell you this, but one of you was adopted. Bdubs & Scar: Bdubs: Only one…?

BigB, at Cleo’s funeral: I need a moment with them. Everyone else at the funeral: Of course. leaves BigB, leaning over Cleo’s coffin: Okay, listen here you little shit. I know you’re not dead. Cleo, sitting up in the coffin: Yeah, no shit.

Bdubs: Why don't humans have a specific noise that means "there are bees here, let's leave immediately." Why are elephants more advanced than us. Etho: We do have a specific noise for it. It sounds like this: Etho: "There are bees here, let's leave immediately."

Joel and Grian's house is on fire, but they don't know it Joel: Damn, it's hot in here. Grian: I know, it's so hot there's smoke coming out of the vent! Joel: Joel: First of all, I'm assuming you have no idea what the problem with that statement is. Grian: What? Joel: Second of all, we need to get the fuck out of here, NOW.

Cleo: You can’t have a gun on stage! Tango: WRONG AGAIN! I can have a gun, and I must have a gun, that’s the rule of Chekhov’s Gun: have a gun. And now that it’s been seen, I will have to shoot someone before the end of the play.

BigB: Hey, do you know the password to Cleo’s computer? Pearl: Fuck you, BigB. BigB: Hey!! Pearl: No, you misunderstood, the password is "fuckyouBigB". BigB: Oh, no numbers? Not very safe.

Bdubs: Wow, this parking is as straight as I am. Impulse: I know I should be focused on the fact that you just came out, but HOW DARE YOU INSULT MY PARKING!

Cleo: I’m not being weird. Am I being weird? Scar: Yes, and that’s coming from me.

Bdubs: You’re giving me a sticker? Cleo: Not just a sticker. That is a sticker of a kitty saying “me-wow!” Bdubs: I’m not a preschooler. Cleo: Fine, I’ll take it back- Bdubs: I earned this, back off!

Scott: Do you want to play 20 Questions? Etho: Sure! Etho: Whats your favorite color? Scott, laser fucking focused: Triangle. Do you like men?

Tango: Would you rather kill Pearl, or— Scott: Yes, kill them. Tango: I didn’t say the other thing— Scott: I don’t need to hear it. Pearl: …I’m feeling a little unsafe.

Cleo: I came out here to attack people and I'm honestly having such a good time right now.

Etho: Did you buy eggs like I asked? Skizz: Even better! Etho: What the fuck did you- Skizz: holding up a chicken Her name is Fluffy.

Pearl: Remember that time you dared me to lick a swingset? Jimmy: No, I said "Pearl, don't lick that swingset" and you said "Don't tell me what to do" and licked the swingset.

Impulse: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I’ll wait. Skizz: You and me! Impulse: tearing up Ok.

Cleo: Please could you go to the shop and get a carton of milk, if they have avacodos get six. Scar, coming back from the store with six cartons of milk: They had avacados!

BigB: I’m telling you, my team is competent. Jimmy, rushing in: BigB! Pearl tried to make pasta in the coffee pot and now it's broken!

Scott: When I get murdered, can you make sure I become an unsolved case? Martyn: wHat? Scott: I want to be on Buzzfeed Unsolved. Martyn: Can we go back to the part when you said "when I get murdered"?

Tango: The only thing I'm guilty of is being adorable… …and also assault with a deadly weapon.

Tango: I'm so happy, I could kiss you! Scar: Um…Neat. later Scar, lying face down on their bed: I said "Neat," BigB. Who the fuck says neat these days? It's not neat to say neat but I said it anyways because I'm fucking stupid. BigB, reading a book: Don't beat yourself up too much, Scar. Everyone gets nervous sometimes. Remember what I did when Grian confessed their love for me? Scar: Didn't you thank them? BigB: closes the book and looks at the ceiling I fucking thanked them.

Grian: Poison is a magic transmutation potion that turns people into corpses. BigB: This knife is actually a magic wand. Bdubs: Meet me in the Denny’s parking lot for a wizard duel. Cleo: cocks gun Magic missile. Skizz: What the fuck is wrong with you people.

Pearl: I swear to god I'm the only one here with a braincell. Tango, Scott, Grian, and Etho: ALL HAIL the keeper of the sacred braincell!

Joel: Cleo doesn’t look very happy. Grian: That's their happy. They're just a bitch.

BigB: Why is it that I always lose things as soon as I need them? Pearl: Actually, it's not that you lose things when you need them. You lose them a while before. It's just that you LOOK for things when you need them. BigB: Okay yeah thanks Pearl, that's great but WHERE'S THE FUCKING FIRST AID KIT?

Joel: I’m here for the cult stuff. BigB: How did you find us? Joel: I saw your ad on craigslist.

Tango: All right, y'all! Let's take a vote! Grian: A secret vote. Everyone close your eyes. the Squad closes their eyes Skizz: We don't see the result! Grian: Well, just say your vote out loud. Jimmy: Won't we recognize each other's voices? Joel: Tango has a point.

Pearl: Did you miss me while I was gone? Scott: You were gone?

Skizz: That was so hot, Tango. Tango: I literally called the person who just flirted with you a degenterate dog and told them I hope they get dragged through the streets. Skizz: I'm so in love with you.

Joel: Do you guys want to see a butterfly? Etho: Ooh, yes please! Pearl, with their laptop open: I'm not going to stop working to look at a stupid bug! Joel: It's not a bug though… Pearl: … Etho: … Pearl: Well I still don't want to see. Etho, realizing: Please don't throw- Joel: Whee! throws a stick of butter

Joel: chokes on something Jimmy: Jeez, Joel, don't die on us. Joel: Don't tell me what to do, I'll die whenever the hell I want!

Grian: The waiter at Olive Garden has been grating my cheese for 6 hours now, waiting for me to say when. Customers are screaming. Three people have died. Grian: I will not yield.

Pearl: We’re about to do the taser challenge. You want in? Tango: What's the taser challenge? BigB: We tase eachother, then drink. Tango: How do you win? Pearl: What are you, a lawyer? You want in or not?

Tango: Is this mistletoe? Etho: Uh, no, no, that is basil. Tango: Too bad cause if it was mistletoe I was gonna kiss you. Etho: Yeah, no, it’s still basil.

Tango: What do you call a dictionary on drugs? BigB: If you say "addict-ionary" I swear I will cut you. Tango: I was actually going to say "high definition", but your answer's much better. BigB: …

Bdubs and Cleo are planning to break in somewhere Bdubs: We need to distract the guards. Cleo: Right. Bdubs: What are we gonna do? Cleo: I'm gonna break their elbows while you poke their eyes. Bdubs: Cleo: Bdubs: Deal.

BigB: Scar has no survival skills, their need to win has replaced them. Etho: That can't be true! BigB: Watch this. BigB: Hey Scar, race you to the bottom of the stairs! Scar: Throws themself out a window

Pearl: Jimmy is off at an appointment, so while they’re gone, I’m going to cut the sleeves off all of my shirts. BigB: Why? Pearl: They’re like 90 of my impulse control.

[mrs-monaghan]

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZM2AsenbN/

Jimin and Jungkook are fucking each other 100%. I have 0 doubts about that.

Now, i must confess that i have had my doubts about them. They have always been sus to me but I didn’t want to read too much into things cuz BTS members do not understand the concept of personal space when it comes to each other but there is literally NO WAY to explain this clip in a platonic way! Not unless u intentionally want to be dumb and dense as hell! Pay attention to that clip Shaz! These two guys literally touch each other on their dicks! At first i thought only Jimin did it but i wasn’t still very sure cuz u know the video is cropped and maybe we just saw the hand direction wrong but what convinced me 100% is JK’s hand! It’s not very easy to notice but pay attention and if possible slow the video down! Jk went straight for Jimin’s jewels and Jimin went straight for Jk’s! Jimin even looked at it b4 tapping on it TWICE! Pay attention to their body language too and u can see that Jk is smiling from the crease in his eyes. There are so many Jikook questionable moments that can be explained away but you literally CANNOT explain this away! Some pple may claim they do not see it or we are over analyzing but it is RIGHT THERE! Just pay attention! I don’t think there are any bros or friends in the world who touch each other’s privates when saying their godbyes! That is something ONLY couples or pple who are sexually intimate with each other do! Now i have seen clips of BTS members sometimes hitting each other in the gonads playfully but it is a completely different story when two pple do it at the same time and not hitting but clearly touching to feel! No matter how i think about this, there is no way to explain this is bro terms and trust me, i have tried! I always try to be logical, objective and level headed when it comes to these things cuz one of the reasons why this fandom is plagued with Taekooker is because of huge misunderstandings caused by edits or just not having enough knowledge of BTS members dynamics and what is considered normal and not normal! I cannot tell u how many TK videos i’ve watched with thousands of likes trying to show sexual tension or romance or 18+ moments when everything was just either over edited or painfully misunderstood! So because of this, i try to take everything with a grain of salt but this right here is one moment that to me, just doesn’t have any other explaination! When i tell u for days, i have shamelessly obsessed over this video trying to find ways to explain it away! I have rewatched content trying to find other two members doing this so i could say it is normal but i have NEVER seen anything like this! At this point, anyone who still continues to deny Jikook after seeing all these is just dumb as hell or intentionally not wanting to acknowledge that they are NOT JUST FRIENDS! There is no inbetweens. And for those of u lurking Tkkrs who still want to insist Taekook is real cuz they attended a premiere together, go tell Tae his “boyfriend” is touching his soulmates dick! Wait… scratch that, tell him his “boyfriend” and soulmate are touching each other’s dicks infront of ARMY and our salads!

Awwww. Mimi was just trying to make sure the goods were in the same condition he left them

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When we say they're a couple we know exactly what we're talking about

[hoaxk]

4, 19 + 30 for tell me which muse ?!

𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 ! meme . . .

4. Which of your muses is more likely to eat something even if it has fallen on a dirty floor?

Each of the members is gripping a makeshift pointer in their hands; Juul a chopstick, Charlie a very notably chewed pencil ( he didn’t forget to passionately mention Shrimp chewed on it, not him! ) and Harin a toy lightsaber she stole from one of the kids. Juul and Charlie glance at each other, while Harin mindlessly points at Juul.

“Jasmine, for sure. She’d eat it off the sidewalk.” At this, Juul jerks her head at the youngest, whining: “Nooooooooo … The answer’s Charlie obviously. “

Charlie, of course, saw this coming from a mile away and is, as always, ready to throw everyone and himself under the bus.

“First of all, I saw Harin scooping up a melted cheese from the floor in the company’s ground floor where everyone and I mean LITERALLY everyone walks through. Girl could have just, I don’t know, not to that.”

Harin quickly cuts him off to defend her pride, “ —— it barely touched the ground! I caught it mid-air like a fucking Flash or something — “ which immediately changes Charlie’s direct line of thoughts, he adds indignantly: “ Flash? Since when do you prefer DC over Marvel? You are a Marvel fan, what are you saying — “

Juul doesn’t even bother to jump into their bickering, she just ends the segment with: “We’re all gross and mainly eat off the floor. NEXT QUESTION!”

19. Which of your muses is the most likely to survive an apocalypse?

No thoughts, heads empty, all of them point at Harin (yes, Harin too). Jasmine explains her choice proudly, “She is a badass! She doesn’t take anybody’s shit and she would be a great leader of a survival community. “ She trails off, thinking out loud, “Maybe kind of like Negan —— “

Harin, offensively bamboozled, starts: “ WHAT?! ARE YOU CRAZY? I AM FAR MORE PLEASANT THAN HIM AND ——” 

“——And she would also bite everyone and give them rabies, so there’s that.” Charlie concludes and before the video cuts, viewers can see Harin aiming for his left knee with her lightsaber.

30. Which of your muses is the biggest pet person? How many pet did they have in their life?

Harin with an adorable little smile points the lightsaber at herself. The others have different opinions as they both point at Charlie. He looks at Juul’s answer, satisfied, but looking at Harin makes his face contort into a grimace. There’s something not quite right … 

“Harin, babe, I think you’re more of an animal person. I’m more of a pet person.” To which Harin raises an eyebrow, somewhat exhausted by Charlie’s thinking. Before she can react though, he is quick to give an explanation.

“ Animals are like wild and free and self-succificent while pets are so dependent on their owners. So I think you are an animal and I’m a pet.”

Juul chirps, “That wasn’t the question, Char.”

Charlie defensively: “I know, Jas. I haven’t finished my explanation. Okay, so do you agree Harin?” Her shoulders fall up and down, a variant of a yes.

“So I had pets, city animals, all my life. Had like eight or ten hamsters, three bunnies and had this weird mouse thing, what do you call it —— “ Charlie searches for help in his band mate’s faces. 

“ Rat? “ Asks Juul.

“ Chinchilla? “ Tries Harin.

Charlie shakes his head, discontented. They try again.

“ Gerbil? “

Harin points a finger at Charlie, a triumphant expression on her face, “GUINEA PIG!”

Juul and Charlie look at her with a “guinea pig looks nothing like a mouse, you dumbass” expression. Charlie waves his hand dismissively.

“I dunno. Let’s drop it, it was kind of like a Gerbil. “ It was common degu is written in subtitles. “ Then we had tarantulas and fishes, oh and a dog ! “

The production and editors cut this segment off with a black screen where He started listing each of the 25 tarantulas names and then Harin listed every farm animal she took care of and their names too is written.

[succulent-mud]

Hello there! I seen you OK asks like this in one of your recent posts, and I want to get to you know you better. If that doesn't sound weird to you, of course. So you said you've been interested in medicine since you were a kid? What caught your interest and what keeps it today, if I may ask? P.S. You can absolutely pelt questions at me, if you want to. Zero pressure. Take care now!

OHWIE Hii to you too and yes! I'm totally okay with people asking questions like that, I like interacting. By the way, no, it doesn't sound weird at all, you can ask me whatever you like to know!.

Going back in time is a bit difficult for me (??) many parts of my mind are blurry so I apologize if sometimes sound like I'm doing time jumps.

Now, to start, I think without fear of being wrong I can say I tend to had an inclination towards biology and things related to it. School subjects, videos I saw and books I read were reflections of said interest and it was precisely from there that the other little interest in medicine derived.

Back in 2011 or further back (probably) there were this weird series of surgery games I, without exaggeration, was obsessed with for years (after ofc getting interested in medicine) and couldn't stop playing them even if I was repeating the same operation 35 times. Clarifying, those games didn't made my interest appear suddently, but they SURE make it a little worse.

I don't play them anymore (more like can't) but now I just nail videos of 40 min to 3 h of recorded medicine classes.

I know, not a lot, but quite a people who work in different areas of this, people whom contribute to fucking up my interest (in a good way) more and more. One of them (a long, long time ago) decided to give me a medical book that weighed the same as a stone (basically a compilation of diseases, anatomical explanations and other things), another one spent their time explaining things they did at work and showing how to do it and the last hyped me enough with everything related to, literally had me like this image:

What captivated me were the medical cases, how things work both at an atomic and systemic level, understanding how they relate with each other, how you have to solve cases and work with patients, also been helping others, these two increased with territory learning and public health (last one includes bioethics). Outside of all, medicine is such an interesting area in all its aspects and more on the history.

I like helping people, I hope to achieve said thing in the future. Those eight years are going to work on my old rusty crispy back I have, but we're gonna win.

[yelyahnaloj]

Relying on buzzwords is lazy and opens you up to manipulations.

(I bolded the some of the emotionally/politically/socially charged words for demonstration)

The problem, with written communication, and social media specifically, is that people use buzzwords and symbols to find each other. Duh. You search for hashtags, find groups, etc. etc. You look at profiles. You search through posts. Sometimes words can have different associations than their original meanings. Like if I was dropped on Earth today, or crawled out of a cave that I have been living in for twenty years or something, and I heard the phrase ¨All Lives Matter¨, I would be like ¨hell yeah!¨. And then someone would have to explain why it is actually a bad thing and the context behind it and I would be so fucking confused. But in reality, I would make the assumption ¨ah, this person probably trivializes racism¨. But there´s a whole ontology of understanding to get to that idea (especially depending on their starting knowledge).

Point is, even just a phrase can set up assumptions, and over repetition, we become more in tune to listening to these buzzwords, or even wordings, I can tell someone is radfem before I even look at their tags and without their content explicitly mentioning it. Social media, especially, has really taught trained us to do this especially (not to say it didn´t exist beforehand) but with algorithms especially your brain get´s really good at sorting things into categories. REALLY REALLY GOOD. And it takes less and less of our attention, sometimes we only have to scan content, see a profile pic or a username, or specific memes or even websites they are associated with (4Chan vs Tumblr). Maybe a book title, an outdated term, an account that they follow or interact with that you read a post or watched a video that the account was problematic.

As someone who works at the library, I have to make calls: I am making a book display for Women´s History Month, I am picking out mostly women and feminism books related to the Middle East but I threw in a couple Jewish feminism books as well. I tried to flip through the books to make sure they seemed to have anti-Zionist views or at least some self-awareness or criticism. However, one of the books is literally called Israeli Feminist Scholarship: Gender, Zionism, and Difference. I checked the book at least twice, some of the perspectives include Palestinians, and the views seemed critical of Zionism. Despite that, I get a little nervous: is it too insensitive? Too far? Will people even look through the book before making an opinion on it? Should I leave it out, or would it make a good addition to the diversity of dialogue? Even just trying to pick out books related to Middle Eastern feminism or women, there are a lot of questions to ask myself: Who is actually writing the book? Are they actually women from the middle east? If not, did they consult the women of the middle east? For example, there was a book about a researcher trying on the lifestyle of middle eastern women temporarily to see things from their perspective, and as interesting as the book is I´m sure... I´m not sure that´s quite the authority I´m looking for.

Working at the library definitely has me thinking more about the books I am listing... Once I had a project to curate books to order about combating antisemitism. When I realize I am very naive in a subject, and to limit my own biases or projections of opinions, I try to search books from the communities that it is about and type what books I see into the spreadsheet. Someone came up to the desk later saying that a lot of the books were pro-Zionism, and the librarian who handed the project off to me apologized on my behalf. Since then, I have tried to be more careful, especially as I have been having more of an idea of what a ¨Zionist¨ is.

I have had to make calls with other book lists as well. I try to make a lot of #ownvoices book lists to order, not just memoirs, but textbooks, fiction, poetry or any other genre. Do I include the fictional book by an intersex author that has ¨Hermaphrodite¨ (what´s generally considered an offensive term) on the cover? Which in hesitation, I decide ¨yes¨. I find that a lot of #ownvoice authors include titles that might have terms that some might consider offensive or outdated or titles with stereotypes or other eye-catching titles. A lot of schizophrenia memoirs include ¨madness¨ in the title. Sometimes, I have trouble finding out if a book is really #ownvoice. Did a black person actually contribute to this or is this a book just about black people? Sometimes it is hard to know if it doesn´t say so in the bio and there´s no picture of them online. It also feels weird trying to look for a picture of the author in my decision making, and it gets me to wonder: should I really be doing that? For trying to find disabled #ownvoices it can be hard, too. Even if I found an #ownvoices list, I try to double check. Are they publicly out? Do they specify what their disability is? Is it really any of my business?

For another book display I am working on, I flipped through a book called Alaska Natives Games and How to Play Them, which as far as I can tell is written by an Alaskan Native? I notice that some of the games include the name ¨Eskimo¨ in it, which I heard is offensive. However, the alternative to including it is a white person deciding an indigenous person´s language wasn´t PC enough to be included (what I wished more people meant when they say something isn´t PC). Another book, The Cherokee Full Circle, is about teaching indigenous spiritual medicine. Part of me was like, Hold on, isn´t that a closed practice? If a non-indigenous person tried practicing it, wouldn´t that be cultural appropriation? The authors did claim to be of the Cherokee Nation, and the introduction seemed to indicate that the information is generalized values that are free for anyone to use as far as I could tell. Anyway, I end up asking these types of questions over and over and over.

Working in a library, you regularly have to deal with working with a lack of knowledge. I am at the research desk, and people want help with their research, often their entire homework. I have not studied the subject, I have never been to their class, yet improvisationally I have to know how to find more knowledge while starting with little, in real time in front of someone.

In some ways, I liken that to what we do every day, skillfully or not, when engaging with social media or products. Our dashboard or feed or what have you gives you vague snippets of information. I am expected to have strong opinions on abortion, Ukraine, or any other news that hits my dash. Maybe I am supposed to do a lot of research, but I often don´t. I am pretty narrow when it comes to what I like focusing on, I don´t even keep up with news, or movies, or video games, or fandoms, or TV shows, or celebrities. So if I am not purposely keeping up with trends, a lot of my information, often passively and accidentally, comes from whatever social media gives me, or what I just so happen to hear from friends or family or etc. So there is a lot of information I just don´t know, and if I don´t know it, it is hard to have an opinion on it. And even if I have a little bit of information on it, where I kind of think maybe I agree with a particular view, I´m hesitant to jump on bandwagons or whatever. Because even if I possibly agree with the view, it might not mean that I agree with everything that supposedly is under the view. (What if there is a link to donate somewhere and it is a scam? Or the organisation takes most of the cut? Or or or?) Or if I am sharing or changing my pfp, am I really don´t real self-reflection work to change the problem, or was I just socially pressured to do that?

With products: Is it green? Are they ¨greenwashing¨? (I mean, when I googled sustainable companies and the first result was a sponsored ad for ¨Exxon Mobile¨, I was pretty sure that was greenwashing.) Even if they are ¨certified¨ what does that mean? If they are RSPO (Roundtable on Sustainable Palm Oil) Certified, what does that mean? Are they just making promises? How traceable are their palm oil sources? How much of that is sustainable? Just being certified doesn´t mean they´ve already done all the work.

Sometimes all the incomplete information is maddening. And by that I mean paralyzing. And by that I mean, it might have helped delay a significant part of my adulthood development by indecision alone because a bit part of adulthood is deciding what you are willing to ethically take part in, and living in a capitalist-driven colonialist country doesn´t give you a lot of good options. I often feel like I have numbed myself to the world in order to function, but then again, isn´t that what a lot of us do?

[kiwikiwiandkiwi]

I am sorry if this is too random, I mean I know it is, but I happened to watch the video from the famous last hugs and it hit me how the Larry hug is an oxymoron. I don't know how to explain it exactly, but even though they literally crush into each other and the emotion is there it is also evident to me at least that they are both very self conscious still, even when they all bow together at the end (although here I get this feeling mostly from Louis) . It becomes even more obvious when you watch it after the hugs with the others boys, how much more intense, even in these mere seconds, but at the same time awkward, for lack of a better word,it was compared to them. I see many people using this hug as proof of how bad their relationship was by the end and how ruined it was because of Larries or how they were basically forced to hug because everyone was looking, but to me it's more like they didn't even know how to exist like that in public anymore by that time, some fans truly fed on crumbs while others were firm believers of their enemies narrative and there they were in the middle trying to have their own truth amidst all this chaos.For me this hug was a mirror of this period in their life, full of emotion and love but unavoidably affected by everything else going on in their lives at the time. Meaningful and intense but still not too loose and free and how could it be? Anyway this is my own personal opinion and what I feel and see because obviously there are as many views as there are pairs of eyes.

i agree with you! you can seen by their faces that it was a hug between two people who have a lot of respect and love for each other. i can't see this and think they were enemies, and even if you don't believe in their relationship, you can't deny that their faces show nothing but affection.

and yes, i kind think it was also awkward for them. you can see there's a little hesitation before the hug, and i can only imagine how that must've felt for them because 1) like you said maybe they didn't know how to exist like that in public anymore, so their emotions would be very visible (and they were) 2) they were being sold as being enemies so there's a question there: do we just don't do this and let this narrative keep going? or do we say fuck it and hug anyway because it's the last time we're gonna be able to do this as a band (and also in public)? and so that leads me to 3) since they decided to do it, they knew the weight of that hug, not only for them, but also for us because they knew what it would look like, and they know the fans they have, so obviously we would freak out watching that happen in front of us and it must be really awkward, you know? people cheering just because you're hugging someone. but yeah, in the end it was important for them to hug each other. it was a goodbye to the band and to the fans, and they wouldn't want to go on hiatus on a sour note, they wanted to show us they were ok and still loved each other.(and then we had the whole mitam promo that was them both sitting next to each other, having their inside jokes and fonding so hard all the time)

[asksuccubussides]

(Hi, me again. I’ve got a bunch of different ones so feel free to pick yours favourites and ignore the rest. Obviously platonic asks for everyone but Remy and Emile.)

Janus+Virgil - 6, 8, 10, 14, 23

Roman+Remus - 7, 12, 20, 30, 41

Emile+Remy - 3, 11, 17, 24, 31

Sketch

(Yay i was hoping someone would pick 3 for Remile C: also sorry this took so long, been busy with some personal stuff. not proofread)

Janus & Virgil

8. What do they love most about the other? Why?

"I don't like this question" Virgil replied instantly as he blushed just a little. Though he was so pale even the tiniest bit of blush made his cheeks look red "This question sucks"

"We can skip ahead to the next question I suppose"

10. Do they share any hobbies or interests? How do these things bring them together?

Janus looked over to Virgil "What don't we share? We both enjoy arson, debauchery and most of all tax evasion. just to name a few"

"Not true! Especially the second one! I like all things supernatural, occult, frieghtening and generally scary" Virgil's voice constantly sounded hoarse and just a bit darker than it was naturally supposed to be "And unlike the slimey snake I have awesome music taste"

"Oh pleassse-"

"I can take the smooth jazz and the blues but my line is drawn at showtunes dude"

"Come ON Virge! The black parade is basically two box steps away from being a full on musical. You can not look me in the eyes and tell me your little dressed up boys aren't just as theatrical as mine"

Virgil just rolled his eyes while moving his hands like it was a mouth non stop blabbing.

"I have a theory that the interests you share with your childhood best friend sticks with you like a mold for the rest of life which is the only reason why I do enjoy less sophisticated things like ghost hunting videos and cryptids" Janus explained to which Virgil butted in with.

"I'm the mold"

"Though most of the time I tend to focus on philosophy, psychology and general hatred for the way society is today. Very healthy enjoyable activites all around"

"We hate society...Together!"

Janus and Virgil both nodded dramatically while high fiving over that.

14. Do they enjoy PDA, or are they more private with affection?

"If someone tries to touch me I will gnaw their arm of....Or more realistically just run away" Virgil said "Janus can touch me sparingly because he's not a person, he's a snake"

"Obviously"

"Yeah obviously. Especially not in public. I don't even want to be visible in public or exists there! Much less all" He grimaced while waving his hand around "That"

"I for one definitely would neeevveer enjoy any sort of public affection because I am obviously very much against those sorts of theatrics" Janus snarked out.

23. What are the defining characteristics of their relationship?

"I'm a dramatic bitch and Virgil is 60% pure anxiety and therefore far too compassionate to me for his own good" "We grew up together so we're kinda stuck together now" They both said at the same time.

They looked at each other before continuing.

"He's a genuinly good person where as im not" "Seeing him rot makes me so fucking anxious I gotta do something bout it. He keeps me down to earth..Literally...I mean he- you help me with the brain spiders"

They were sitting on the floor of their shared dormroom doing a puzzle precisely because Virgil had seen Janus laying in bed all day and had dragged him up to do anything even if it was just walking around the room a few times before doing a puzzle. Jan went along only becuase he knew it calmed Virgil down.

"I'm not lazing around it's called philosophing" Janus argued "If we were living in ancient times I would be the next Socrates"

"We're living in 2023 and everything is a fucKING NIGHTMAREEE" Virgil took a deep breathe "Screaming helps sometimes"

"Did you get it all out? Want to scream together?"

"YES!"

They sat on the floor next to each other and screamed while continuing with the puzzle.

Roman & Remus

7. How often do they say “I love you”?

"UuuuuuuUUuuuuUUuuuhhhh...Neva? Never!" Remus replied before smiling. "I think I show it well enough nonverbally! Like this"

Remus dove to bite his brother directly in the skin of his knee to which Roman tried to swat him away. Instead Remus started to bite the ends of Roman's hair.

"Stop eating me!!"

"I'm so lovegiving" Remus said with a mouthfull of hair.

With the same wrath in her eyes as a kitty cat about to strike Roman lifted her hand and absolutely smacked her brother down into the floor.

"I for one am muuucchhhh" She sang that last word "better at showing love than you! That is to people deserving of it!! But yes I do say it sometimes...even to...that thing"

"I dont remember you saying mucky ucku lovey stuff to me"

"Yeah! because you're always off your ass when I do and never remember! Maybe if you stopped acting like a sack of poatoes every few weeks you would remember more!!"

"Or you could just say it more" Remus mocked while waging his tail back and forth.

Roman just rolled his eyes.

12. Do they have a difficult time when separated from each other, or are they fairly independent?

"Bitchfuck you spend like all your time on earth obviously we're independent. I spend more time with the dustrats under my bed than I do with you!" Remus exclaimed, waving his arms around like always.

"If anything it's a relief to be away from you" Roman turned his head up while fixing with his hair "A prince such as myself has no reason to be around a blegh like you 24/7"

"And I don't have any reason to hang around a boring non creative little assshit! Except to leave totally awesome bugs in your clothes!"

41. What would they do if they lost the other?

Neither of them answered at first. A quiet gasp left Roman's slightly pursed lips while his ahnds stayed frozen mid air on their way to cover his mouth. Remus insticly moved his tail to wrap around his brother.

"I....I don't like thinking about that..." Roman murmured out "....I already think about it often as it is.....Every time....I am so afraid dukey is going to break the rules in a horrible way some day and I wont be there to.....I don't want to think about it...."

She moved her arms around herself while looking down at the floor. Remus looked to her but she didn't even glance back.

"Well I would hunt them down to the ends of the earths and kill them obviously! And then I would find a way to resurect people so I could kill them again!!"

"...I have to go....I have...something...i have an art show to see" Roman lied while standing up. Remus tried to reach for him with his tail but he quickly left the room.

Through the thin wall Remus could hear Roman take a deep shaky breathe before beginning to quietly mumble to himself "Strong prince. A strong prince doesn't break at something small. Strong brave prince" He began to hymn to the tune of one of his favorite disney songs while walking away.

Emile & Remy

3. What was their first impression of each other?

As soon as the two of them heard the questions they both started to smile silly little smiles. The type of smile reserved to passing to notes to each other during class and holding hands for the first time.

'Alright so girl it was-' Remy began to sign.

"-We met at one of those live dissections they used to have at universities back in the day!!" Emile exclaimed "Of a corpse of course!! I don't support murder!"

'I was there 'cause like I had nothing to do and I was like a demon in the late 1800s what was a bitch to do? I love concerts and like if you think about it a live disesction is a sort of concert! And I' Remy ran their finger mindleesly down their cheek to their lip and spoke the rest of the sentence "I just remember like looking back and seeing you a few seats behind and you were just like....shining...it was blinding and I was like girrrl what the fuck is someone as sweet looking as you doing here"

Emile moved his arm around his lover and nudged his head against theirs "A....supernatural like me wasn't supposed to be in a place like that but I was simply so fascinated by the brain and the body and the beautiful biology of it all. As soon as I saw you I got so nervous you would see me and-" he laughed "I don't even know how you would get me in trouble for it I just thought somehow y'know sweetie?"

"I know babe"

"But gosh once the dissection began I forgot all about my worries I was so intrigued"

"Girrl I could not have cared less bout that diessction. I couldn't stop like eyeing Emile"

"And then at the end you when everyone was leaving you, my sweet little honeybun, talked to me"

Remy moved their tail around his back and pressed a kiss to his temple.

Emile let up into a snort "You asked me why the hell I was there-"

"Which is like toootally the worst first line I coulda said. I know! I should have like asked if you'd sat in sugar 'cause your ass is so sweet"

When Emile laughed again Remy laid their hand against his chest and let the feeling of their laughter reverbete into their hand.

"I love your laugh babe"

24. How do their personalities affect their relationship? Do their characteristics compliment each other, or clash often?

'Bitches like always assume our personalities gonna clash 'cause I'm a rude loudmouth and my sweetie here is a sweetie but eh I think we go together good' Remy signed.

'We've leveled each other out I think. I tell you when you're being too rude and you tell me when I forget personal boundaries and become rude by therapising-"

'You can be a bit naive sometimes' Remy teased with a smile.

Emile poked at their cheek 'And you're too quick to assumptions. But for the most part we're like a puzzle with no pieces missing'

'Nice metaphor'

'That was a parabel but thank you. The best part is that I'm less social than my honeybun but they enjoy sleeping which I don't so I have all of my peaceful alone time and watch all of my cartoon reruns while they're asleep. Cozy cuddles!!'

31. Do they often go out on dates? What are these like?

'How love we been together now babe?'

"Uuuuuhhh we're coming up on 127 years I think. I remember because we look around 27!"

'Yeah were like in our old couple phase sooo like we dont go on dates as often as like we used to do cause now were tots more chill but like maybe once a month right`?'

'Something like that yes' Emile moved his arms around their upper arm and squeezed tight 'I cant go to earth without my honeybun. Im physically unable to open a door to earth. So we like to go on dates on earth'

'I like going to concerts and like testing different beds to sleep in' They bumped their head against their lovers 'Both meanings of sleep in' to which Emile chuckled.

'My favorite part is just walking around in nature and people watching which is good because as long as my sweetie has a coffee we can just sit and stare at people for hours'

'Oh i LOVE bitching bout peoples clothes'

'Gosh when I say it out loud our dates sound so boring'

'When you get over a 100 I think people like get why. Like what else can we do at this point. Look at the fucking mona lisa again!? Cmon now. I know that bitch in and out at this point. I can piss on Freuds grave again'

'We can stay at the hello kitty hotel again'

'That place Was sweet as hell. Good point'