#this was hella funny to write

[buqbite]

I like to imagine that her gentleness is genuine

[popstart]

goddddd whenever i remember julias canon voice is Like That it has me cringe so bad. shes very very obviously supposed to be a valley girl vsco kinda girl but her accent drives me absolutely nuts because its such a poor imitation of the accent😭😭😭and her lingo is sooooo generic. i do not hear like any actual valley girl slang or even californian slang in general. and yeah ok its a show, and its a canadian show no less which has rules on who theyre allowed to hire for their voice actors, but it bugs me and i see zero other people point out how grating it is to listen to julia for 2 seconds. am i the only valley girl fan of total drama in the entire world. am i the only one upset by this

[hella1975]

made my first dnd character ever and she's a total cunt and i love her

[biitchcakes]

As an update ⸺⸺

Long rant incoming because I can never be concise about anything 💀

Alright so lately I've been feeling a little burnt out in general, which has unfortunately lent to having some Negative Thoughts about my time being on here. Transitioning from Depression: Winter Edition back into the regular run-of-the-mill flavour is never pleasant, and at the moment I've just been constantly sick (just about over a bad ear infection and then aunt irma comes to visit, that's rad -), which makes it worse. BUT instead of letting those get the better of me, I want to try to say here and keep writing (and attempt at being more social but that's a whole other beast entirely frankly).

All that to say - I'm probably going to be a lot slower on here activity-wise. It'll likely be pretty sporadic, with random bursts of insane activity and then nothing for a couple days. I'll still send out memes and prompts, but I ask for your patience when it comes to my replies. To help keep inspo for myself going, I'll also likely make a bunch of those ch. study posts since I could rant about Jessica forever - no matter my mood.

Discord is a good place to reach me. Feel free to ask for it but I will be pretty selective with who I get it out to. Otherwise, I respond to IMs on here whenever I can. Jsyk I can be pretty reclusive - tho this is something I'm really working on.

Thank you for reading, I greatly appreciate it. 🩷

TL;DR ⸺ My glacial pace is about to get even slower folks. Occasionally will probs spam the dash from time to time tho.

[stuccobaby]

do you think theres any movies frida would be particularly excited about showing cleo as well as music?? because the fact she missed mean girls by only 2 years is genuinly so tragic

YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I’ve been thinking about mean girls when it comes to these two!!!! genuinely was trying to work it into a comic or fic because Cleo would 100% be like “why is everybody so mean to Regina…” and Frida is like “hmmm….im sensing something here”

off the top of my head, here's some movies Frida's got on her list to show Cleo:

She's the Man, The Devil Wears Prada (literally Cleo would love love this movie), Confessions of a Shopaholic, Smiley Face, MAMMA MIA would be CRUCIAL, 13 going on 30 awww, JENNIFER'S BODY, Easy A, Whip It, literally any John Tucker Must Die-esque rom com, Scott Pilgrim V the World (and now Frida imagines what it would be like to fight all of Cleo's exes..)

Frida would also make sure Cleo got to see all the WLW classics like But I'm A Cheerleader (I don't think she would have watched it even tho it came out in 99) Imagine Me and You, Saving Face, Portrait of a Lady on Fire, D.E.B.S, shit like that.

(They'd probably watch more serious and esoteric shit later but Frida is still calculating the type of movie vibe Cleo goes for)

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I could really go on and on but I'll keep it short-ish for now lolll!! (also did you say music too? oop well lmk if you still wanna hear about that hehe)

thank you for asking!!!!

[genshin-brained]

People gotta start understanding what parts of Genshin are silly and goofy and just not meant to be taken seriously

[rotisseries]

come get ur bakudeku mutual bro. she barkin

what if I agreed with her just for shits and giggles. you did literally tell people you thought they might have a [REDACTED] in [REDACTED]

[ssreeder]

Seeing you interact with Hella1975 or seeing her interact with you is very silly to me because in my head you both are like really popular humble niche internet celebrities for the same reason but also completely separated from each other so the idea of y’all knowing about each others existence is like the most insane crossover ever.

@hella1975 is an internet celebrity

I’m some random person with an iPad.

We are not the same… but i am honored to know her!! She is awesome & one of the nicest people I’ve interacted with so it’s really cool to have any kind of insane crossover with her!

*waves*

HI HELLA

YOU’RE AMAZING & I SWEAR IM GOING TO READ TAMS SOON AND ITS GOING TO CHANGE MY LIFE AHHHHH IM SCARED AND EXCITED!!!!! I’ll yell at you kindly the moment I do

[camels-pen]

got inspired by a fic i read the other day, but didn't quite hit the right spots for me so. time to write out a new wip idea

The concept of that fic really grabbed me - Jason and Tim having a bodyswap the same day Jason wakes up in his coffin, at a point after Tim had already visited Bruce and Alfred with his insistence that Batman needed a Robin - but for what I was thinking, by the time Jason convinces Bruce and Alfred of who he is, Tim's already started to dig himself out of the coffin. And when the three of them show up at the cemetery, the grave's empty.

Tim would be catatonic and go through much of the same stuff canon Jason went through before being found and dunked in the Pit. He'd end up enduring the whole League of Assassins shtick that canon Jason went through while at the same time Jason is dealing with Tim's regular person life. Both of them struggled a bit trying to imitate the other, but they managed- Tim with not much issue considering no one in the LoA was close to Jason, and Jason trying to manage Janet Drake's clearly growing concern every time he slips up.

Like, imagine Tim, desperately trying to imitate what he knows of Jason from watching Robin on the streets and seeing Jay in a few galas here and there. And one day, Talia tries to tell him he'd been quickly replaced to get him to finally listen and Kill Somebody/accept he was staying with the League until they deemed him fit to leave.

And Tim looks at a picture of himself, hanging around the front yard of Wayne Manor with Bruce, Alfred, and Dick. Another picture showing himself in an ill-fitting Robin uniform on a rooftop and seemingly getting lectured by Batman, who looms in front of him.

And he says "I'm not buyin' it."

Somehow convinces Talia that he's not convinced that the Tim in the photo (who is probably Jason and thank god, Tim was really worried about what happened to Jason's mind- or rather, his own body; he didn't actually consider Jason coming back to life until now) and she arranges a short trip for him to Gotham to see for himself.

Tim really struggles the next two days to keep up the Jason act, but he's pretty sure Talia and the others were just chalking it up to nerves at seeing his family again and the "newest addition".

When he finally gets to Gotham, he doesn't bother being stealthy. He doesn't have the skills- no matter how much Ra's and Talia's goons have been trying to beat it into him- and even if he did, he doubted he'd be able to sneak away from his own teachers that were stalking him from the shadows.

So he does his best to be casual. Walks straight towards Wayne Manor, and when he can actually start to hear his assassin stalkers the tiniest bit as he approaches the gate- a sign they're getting really restless- he decides now or never and bolts the rest of the way.

He thinks, if he had come sooner to Gotham, he would've tried fitting through the gaps in the bars- as if he was still 13 and small enough to fit- but as it is, Tim's spent 6 months in this body and he's not going to make that mistake.

Instead he slams a hand on the buzzer and says as fast as he can, "it's Tim! Tim Drake! There's assassins, open the gate!"

He has a heartstopping moment when nothing happens- when there's no answer and the ninjas are getting closer and closer and- And then it opens and Tim doesn't stop with his relief, he runs.

The door is opened not by Mr. Pennyworth, but by Bruce himself, a belt clipped around his waist, but entirely in sleepwear. He has something in his other hand and as he yells, "duck!" Tim can only think it's some kind of bomb and dives for the ground.

He was sort of right. It was a smoke bomb. He heard and smelled it hissing away behind him, and saw the cloud of smoke in his peripheral vision.

Bruce wasted no time running past him and barking, "Follow Alfred to the cave!" Tim took a moment to just breathe, feeling much more safe with Batman fighting to protect him. When Bruce looked back at him through a spot in the smoke, he yelled, "Go!"

Tim scrambled to obey, trying to run and stand and awkwardly doing both to get in the home. Mr. Pennyworth was just inside the foyer, out of sight of the windows, now that Tim noticed, and holding a shotgun.

He was also wearing a fluffy blue bathrobe and fuzzy pink bunny slippers.

Tim blinked. "Uhhh,"

"Come along, Master Tim. We must be quick."

He didn't protest and followed him down to the Cave, where Jason in Tim's body sat waiting at the Batcomputer.

Man, I'm not completely sure on the timing, but imagine Tim finally getting back into his body and it's- he's taller than he used to be, bulkier too. And there are reflexes and muscle memory stuff he doesn't remember at all, but now just has.

He- he was Robin. Or, his body at least, and he felt like it. But he never was Robin. Not really. He never got a proper outing, never even received Bruce's official approval for it.

It was strange. And not totally a good strange.

He thought about the body he had. He didn't have a lot of love for it- puberty would do that to anyone- but it was his. And that saying about not knowing what you have until you lose it? Yeah.

Tim felt like crying.

[kazamajun]

I started writing a jun pov thing of her retelling her first meeting with kaz and an overview of them catching feelings but accidentally writerblock'd by asking myself "who would she be saying this to and why?" then I had the thought of it being smth like akin to kaz's t8 ending, maybe she's being interviewed or whatever but AUGH I'm still conflicted bc I don't think spilling the beans is terribly IC

[loganslowdown4]

TMA moots in my notes 😂

Ok you guys are awesome

Should I post about my thoughts/experiences as I stumble through the show episodes for the very first time?

I am currently on Ep 30 ‘The Killing Floor’

I promise not to spoil myself and ban tags if necessary (until I finish)

Also this might take a while, I’m only doing maybe 8-16 episodes a week

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[petrichorium]

Thought too hard about how lonely jing yuan is and now I’m writing an oopsie selfship drabble

[sunsrefuge]

So Liifa...Eliana? 👀 (That's it. That's the question)

He immediately squints at you, his left ear pinning slightly back. A venomous “Why?” is the first thing out of his mouth. You get the impression that people with bad intentions have asked him about her before.

It takes a moment, but he sighs, straightening his posture and crossing his arms. “She’s… very forgiving,” his suspicious look falters, becoming softer. “Maybe too forgiving, but it’s what she does nonetheless.” His gaze drifts away in his thinking, a subtle tilt to his head as his expression softens further.

“Eliana’s always been kind to me, to everyone,” his ears pin back, “And it’s gotten her hurt on numerous occasions.” Liifa's eyes return to you, his suspicious squint renewed with vigor. “Don’t get any ideas about hurting her, or you’ll be dealing with me. And that is not going to be something you want.”

[hella1975]

i love my econ group bc they’ll write the most complex thorough sentence about econometric analysis and data coding and then they’ll slide it over to me and i have to be like ‘nice! you have zero grasp of basic grammar though!’

[meowyjean]

nothing fills me with more joy than looking at the pinterest board i made for a story i haven't even written

[lunaetis]

@solaetis asked :

"Now, don't give me that mournful look. It's true that in some ways I've been 'outsmarted', in the end I was able to get the gnosis, is that not so? Meanwhile, the lot of you are rotting here with the self-same dissatisfied look as if your contributions to the cause are infallibale. Well, Arlecchino, let's hear what your lips can concur at this moment. Certainly you've concerns to raise. If your knotted brows could speak for you, it would." - Dottore

unprompted. || always accepting

─「アルレッキーノ」─ the moment she saw his face, the VERY MOMENT the words of the news had left his lips, the knave no longer was processing anything else that followed after. she didn't even know what kind of expression she was making for the other to still be talking as though nothing happened. perhaps, in his mind, in this one's mind, it didn't feel like anything was wrong. sure enough, it didn't. it was an EXCHANGE, wasn't it ? whether it was fair or not, that was the least of his concern. as he said, he was able to get the GNOSIS.

but at what cost ?

without warning, the knave had violently slammed the form of the second harbinger against the wall behind them, hard enough for the SURFACE to almost crack under the impact itself as cross-shaped pupils quivered uncontrollably, if the way her gloved hands clenched against his clothing didn't tell of that already.

" HOW DARE YOU — " seething fury was obvious in her murderous tone, teeth gritting so hard that her jaws were hardened and her eyes FLASHED a blood-dripping color of crimson in surge of her power and his movements were TEMPORARY PARALYZED. she held herself back, however, even though all she could think of was to literally rip his throat out with her hands. arlecchino was shaking in PURE RAGE, gloved digits wrapping themselves around the column of his neck. like a beast baring her fangs in a violent growl.

how dare. how dare. how dare !!

a kind of violence that served as a retaliation for the GRIEF and heartbreak she was experiencing. all of it. all because of him.

" BRING HIM BACK. "

he was mine. mine.