#this was so feckin cute

[generaltulip]

I can’t get over that this:

And this:

Are the same character.

I love that Larian made the effort to implement so much emotion and expression to a Dragonborn instead of taking the easy way out and making them cold and expressionless.

[fluffallamaful]

absolutely find this adorable:

in minecraft;

george and sapnap fight

no one fights dream coz he’s simply too good and will kill them

dream is instead the mediator

in real life;

george and sapnap fight

no one fights dreams coz he’s simply too large and they can’t do a thing

dream is instead the mediator

[starry-simming]

Today’s the big day! Christmas is here! Caroline starts cooking dinner early and the kids all hang out. Morning chores are finished quickly, everyone’s too excited.

Jacob drags Isaac into town with him to get some last-minute gifts for everyone and each other. Jacob gets some interesting purple berries and Isaac gets a jar of custard. Can’t go wrong with a nice snack.

Isaac heads home alone while Jacob heads on over to the Robinsons’ house. The whole family was running around, but he got a little moment with Altha to give her a Christmas present too.

Back home, the kids open their presents together and the Beckhams have a nice turkey dinner. After they all eat, Caroline has her kids pose outside so she can paint a portrait of the three of them. She also made a batch of cookies, but the kids were pretty tuckered out and went right to bed. Tommy enjoyed a cooke though. All in all, it was a pretty good Christmas celebration.

[infictionalwonderland]

the big bad birthday — h.lewis

SUMMARY, it’s your birthday and amidst the wholesome birthday posts, everyone’s entertainment comes from the chaotic and completely drunk off your tits content!

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faithlouisak, to the girl of my dreams, my sugar plum baddie pookie boo bear, the big spoon to my little spoon, the sugar in my tea, the absolute fittest fucking person on this planet with the best tits ive ever seen (soz wroetoshaw). HAPPY BIRTHDAY OMG I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AND I CANNOT WAIT TO SPEND EVERY FUCKING BIRTHDAY WITH YOU UNTIL WERE BOTH CRIPPLED AND ROLLING ABOUT IN OUR WHEELCHAIRS IN ALL THE SKATE PARKS LIKE THE COOL KIDS WE ARE XOXOXOXO tagged—@yourusername

view all 23,506 comments yourusername FAITH STOP IT.

yourusername I LOVE YOU SO BLOODY MUCH MY HEART IS LITERALLY ACHING AND UGH YOURE JUST MY FAVOURITE PERSON EVER COME KISS ME

-> faithlouisak don’t have to feckin ask me twice sexy bum

-> behzingagram @wroetoshaw

-> yourusername YO YO YO FAITH UR BOYFS TRYING TO HATE CRIME US?????!!!?????

-> faithlouisak AHHH HOMOPHOBE

bambinobecky the cake is so true 😋😋😋😋😋😋

mrskelly THE PHOTOS OF THEM I CANNOT THEYRE ACTUALLY SO CUTE BRO! THEIR FRIENDSHIP MAKES ME SO HAPPY 💕💕

mummy_behz wishing the beautiful beautiful birthday girl all the best! 💐💐

-> yourusername thank you so much ruth 💝

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taliamar LADIES AND GENTLEMEN WILL YOU PLEASE STAND BC IT IS THE FUCKING BIRTHDAY OF MY LOVVERR! yn i love you so much i genuinely cannot put it into words (can put it into our songs tho xx) you’re the most amazing person that i have ever met, you make me laugh all the time, you keep a smile on my face always, your energy alone is enough to make me feel all bubbly and giddy inside. with you, i feel safe and happy and loved and i feel like im a little kid again and i can conquer the world. you’re truly the very epitome of perfection, lover 😉 tagged—@yourusername

view all 30,561 comments ksi bro harry’s birthday post better be outta this world 😭

-> tobjizzle honestly, he’s got hella competition

yourusername STOP IT TALIA YOURE SO CUTE AND I ADORE YOU WITH MY WHOLE HEART, YOU HAVE NO IDEA. YOU MAKE ME SO HAPPY AND YOU DESERVE THE ENTIRE WORLD BABY. MWAH!

-> taliamar stop i shouldn’t be crying it’s YOUR birthday

-> miniminter and she’s crying now. @wroetoshaw ?

-> wroetoshaw balling mate

gkbarry birthday lass looks so hot drenched in rain xxxx

-> yourusername eat me out 😘😘😘😘

-> gkbarry 🍽️🍽️🍽️🍽️

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freyanightingale YN YN YN! from the day that i met you i was amazed by you, by your beauty, your kindness, your wit and your literal intelligence - to this day, that amazement has only increased and i know that as i stay by your side until the day we both die in our cute little hospital gowns in our hospital beds with rooms next to each other, i will die still being amazed by you and your very being. i love you so much and you deserve the universe, and even more. HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOU BEAUTIFUL SOUL 💕💕

p.s yes i am lying on her arse in the 8th slide it was a true life experience tagged—@yourusername

view all 16,993 comments zerkaa i feel cheated on

-> freyanightingale cry about it

-> taliamar literally no one cares

-> faithlouisak omg piss off u HOBO

-> tobjizzle flabbergasted.

yourusername FREYA!!!!!!! BRO IM ACTUALLY GONNA HAVE NO TEARS LEFT TO CRY, luv u ari, AFTER ALL THESE MESSAGES AND YOU BET YOUR FAT ASS WE’RE GONNA HAVE HOSPTIAL BEDS NEXT TO ONE ANOTHER???? WE CAN WEAR OUR MATCHING HARRY POTTER SOCK SETS AND GET MATCHING ACRYLICS XXX

-> freyanightingale you’re my favourite person ever xx

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nellarosee happy birthday to the most stunning, happy, loving, genuine, funny & gorgeous gorgeous girl that i have ever known, you are truly one of a kind my girl! tagged—@yourusername

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gkbarry dear sexiest bitch in the entirety of europe, wishing you the best birthday there ever was. we need more people like your fantastical self in the world, cheers for sticking around this long 😘😘😘😘😘

p.s come to mine later, wear ur red set 👅 tagged—@yourusername

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r0sielewis happy birthday to the best girl i’ve ever known, the first genuine friend i have ever made and who i know will always be there for the rest of my life! happy birthday to my role model, my makeup artist, my hair stylist, my therapist, my personal stylist - happy birthday to my everything. i love you so much yn, i hope you know that! all of us lewis’ do (especially mum.. & harry ig) 🤍🤍 tagged—@yourusername

LATER. . .

tobjizzle has posted to their story!

[mamapyjama]

Like everyone else, I’m in love with Dynama. However, this little Kacchan statement wouldn’t leave me alone. This phrase ‘dreadnought love’— what the hell is that? To Google!

The kanji 超弩級 is for the word ‘Choudokyuu’, which is literally a ‘super dreadnought’, or a warship consisting entirely of big guns, but also a word used to describe something extraordinary, the best of the best. (Don’t bother searching the romaji, all you’ll get is a manga about a giant girl).

An image search of the kanji however (i.e. the imagery Japanese readers will associate with the word) results in pretty much every image being a trading card of this super tank/cannon war machine thing, frankly one of the most Kacchanish things ever. The rainbow background was a happy surprise. 😏

So, basically, he’s saying that he wants love to hit him like a fucking cannon (as opposed to Cupid’s piddly-ass arrow I guess?). He demands to be seen as cute, and demands a love as powerful as one of his own special moves (howitzer, panzer, dynamite etc.)

THIS BOY is READY to be considered a love interest.

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EDIT 29.12.22:

Hold the goddamn phones oh shit there’s more!!

Okay, so I was thinking about the fact that this mini comic was supposed to come out with the Chiikawa collab, and wondered what was going on with the manga at that time (April).

Well, while Kacchan was wishing for a transcendent warship of love to come smash him right in the heart (sorry), guess which shitnerd was, at that exact moment, propelling himself across the ocean like a cannonball to come back to his side? FHDIKSBDAJSSJ

It’s me, ya boy Choudeku.

I’m palpitating. Maybe Hori decided not to release it at the time because it’s so on the feckin nose?!

[kiwiplaetzchen]

Oh~

Don't mind me. Just lying on the floor because of a feckin' CUTENESS OVERLOAD THANKS YOU @esolean!!!

PREPARE YOUR EYES!! AND HEART!!

Because mine is still recovering.

@esolean, my lovely Cupcake!! Thank you so much!! 💚🥹

[rttnpnkpmpkn]

I'm gonna start saving screenshots of my misadventures because some were so freakin' cute but I can't recall from memory ;w;

Shopping with Eden

Eden, after the escape from the asylum

Eden, Hurt

Eden, at the Park

Misc. Great Hawk

Meeting Wren

feckin' Kylar xD

[rainmustfallts4]

Rain Must Fall (Commentary Ed.) ◇ Episode 31: chair? chair!

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While waiting for the event to start, I had her research her plants so she can get a little bit of gardening skill c:

Do you think a notebook challenge would be fun? 🤔 Where you fill put your notebook with information about plants and stuff.

The Slumber party has begun and everyone has arrived! We made everyone food, of course. People love free food.

Her and Kiyoshi snuck away to have a quick nap together ♡

You better pick that up or so help me -!

Everyone seems to be having a good time. Though… I have no feckin’ idea where Cassandra got that chair. That is not my chair.

DID YOU BRING YOUR OWN CHAIR TO A SLUMBER PARTY?! It’s not even a foldable outdoor chair either. It’s a full on chair 💺

Nice! With that gold, we can knock Slumber party off the checklist and off the aspiration list.

Wait… why didn’t it count?? Did I do something wrong? Is it the wrong kind of party?

She walked into the bathroom and found this chick messing up the bathroom. I think she’s sabotaging the sink?? Or maybe she’s making a stink bomb.

“What are you lookin’ at, huh? Mind your own business!”

“You’re standing in the middle of the bathroom, girl. Did you think no one would see you? You’re in the way, move.”

“Che. Whatever. If you tell anyone what you saw, I’ll beat your ass.”

“Yeah yeah, whatever.”

She got to class early and exchanged some messages with Kiyoshi c: I really don’t understand why he doesn’t show up at school? Maybe he’s homeschooled.

A cute lil cake for a cute lil sim c:

And more fitness from just cleaning the cat box lmao I swear, I want to make a challenge to max fitness just by cleaning the cat box.

[ash-the-porcupine]

Buster: What's the combination for this thing? Ash: Dude, it's a microwave- Buster: No, it's- Ash: Look, I'll warm up my pizza. *sticks pizza in, closes and puts in numbers* Ash: Why won't it work? Buster: BECAUSE IT'S A SAFE, ASH! AGH! Ash: …That would make sense.

Johnny: Heya dad, how do I impress a girl? Marcus: Easy! Just do the pec pop dance! Get 'em every time! Johnny: The… the WHAT?!?!

Rosita: WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! Buster: Creating the oreo-mayonaise-pickle-nutella sandwich, obviously. What are YOU doing?

Buster: *singing to self as cleans pictures on ladder* Ash: Hey, Buster! Buster: AHHH! *falls off ladder* CRASH! Buster: Hi Ash. Ash: Did that hurt? Buster: Yes.

Buster: *sneezes* Ash: …That was feckin adorable Porsha: That was so cute! Rosita: *giggles* Buster: …Guys. What the heck. It was a sneeze- Buster: How is that endearing in ANY way?! Girls: Buster: WOMEN, I SWEAR-

Nooshy: If I gave y'all a box of everything you'd lost in life, what would be in it? Johnny: Oh, my childhood purity! Ash: My innocence. Nice to see you again! Clay: My will to live. Score. Rosita: My youth! Buster: My lack of trauma. Missed ya. Nooshy: Nooshy: …B R U H Nooshy: Y'all need THERAPISTS-! Buster: Mine quit her job in the middle of a session with me. Buster: Never heard someone say "wow" so many times… Rosita: O-O

[hexalianrebel-blackfeathers]

I want Jessie's Girl

Panda’s Notes: I will probably never stop writing these guys. >w< I hope you all like it. Also, Pop Quiz! Between Miles and Gwen, which one is "Jessie", and which one's "the girl"? I'll give you a hint: You're wrong. Thanx to @rosileeduckie for beta reading, as usual. >w<

[Ao3] || [Commissions] || [Ko-fi]

Miles and Gwen were so cute. The way they thought so alike and acted so in sync on missions and in combat, only to go back home and stumble all over themselves trying to hold one conversation with each other. They steal chips off each other’s plates and give chaste little kisses like they’re doing something scandalous. Or scared of each other, somehow. Even when they held hands, they acted giddy. Miles tried so hard to hide the goofy grin that lit his face up when she cuddled against him, and Gwen could never tear her eyes away from him, no matter what he was doing.

The puppy love was saccharine and cozy. It stuck to the walls and made the room feel warm.

And it was also making Hobie fucking sick.

He bit his tongue and winced. He felt a little bad for even thinking it.

It was criminal, though, wasn’t it? Being cute and coy all the time; hanging out in his dimension all the time instead of either of theirs. And gods, it really was like they were here all the time. Definitely more often than before. When he looked at them, they were always worlds away, sparing him the slightest glances before falling to whispers and returning to their skittish patterns.

Hobie grit his teeth and gave an exaggerated sigh, leaning on the neck of his guitar. “Oi, I can play some music if you two are gonna dance around each other all feckin’ night.”

Miles cringed with a shy chuckle, and Gwen glared at him with the least intimidating blush on her cheeks. It was more of a pout than a glare, and Miles sneakily poked her cheek, giving a spooked sort of giggle when she turned to him instead. Gross.

Hobie glanced between them patiently. His eyes rolling halfway off his head was patience, trust.

“Right.” He clapped sharply, drawing their attention as he stood up. “I think I see what the problem is here.” He sauntered around the coffee table, and only Gwen knew to be wary of his approach. “You lot are all nervous because you don’t actually know each other that well, yeah?”

“We know each other…” Miles scoffed, crossing his arms. “At least, it’s been easier getting to know each other since, well, everything.”

Hobie stuck his tongue out, waving his hand a bit dismissively. “Don’t go flatterin’ yourself, Brooklyn. Unlike some folks, I’ve spent more than a couple of days with Gwendy, here, and she could hardly say two words about ya besides how cool you were and how brave and—” Halfway through his speech, Gwen had hopped to her feet and flailed at him indignantly, and he laughed lightly as he blocked her attempts to punch him or shove his face. “And, yet, somehow, the entire time, she was all doe-eyes smitten despite knowing, like, three whole stories from you.”

Gwen gave up her efforts with an exasperated whine, pulling the hood on her sweatshirt—It was actually one of Hobie’s old jumpers, he corrected himself—over her head to hide her blushing face as she fell back onto the couch. Miles was just staring at her, that same adorable grin stuck turning his face into the brightest light in the room.

“I’ll be honest with you, mate: I had thought she was out of her mind being so hooked on someone she barely knows.” He couldn’t help smirking when Miles averted his gaze, and he crossed his arms smugly. “I admit, though: If it had to be anyone, I’m glad it’s you. You meet the hype, so to speak.”

Miles looked proud of himself, though he tried poorly to hide it. Hobie could just barely spot the little grin on Gwen’s lips behind her hood and hands.

“Still, there’s the matter of not knowing much.” Hobie clapped his hands again before cracking his knuckles. “Gwendy passed on some cute little anecdotes about a ‘family cookout incident’. Told me the one about you trying to prank your parents…” He walked around to the back of the couch, leaning on it and resting his chin on his arms. “But, tell me, bruv, what has she told you about herself?”

Miles somehow grew even brighter. “Oh, man, when she first came to my dimension, she told me about some of her first fights; it was pretty cool.”

Hobie leveled a smug look at Gwen, moving one hand to ruffle her hair under the hood. “Nah, Miles, not shit about Spider-Woman. Stuff about Gwen.”

Miles hesitated a little, his eyes darting to Gwen. Hobie pretended not to notice. Gwen just rolled her eyes and nodded subtly. Hobie pretended not to notice that too.

“Well~ I do happen to know she has pretty good taste in Puerto Rican food.” He smiled slightly as Gwen giggled. “She’s really weak to anti-humor, and her slack subject is English, apparently. And, uh…” He withered under the unamused look on Hobie’s face.

“Damn, she was right; you are fuckin’ dorky, mate.” Hobie sneered as Miles gasped in mostly fake offense.

“You called me a dork?!” He asked Gwen in disbelief, and she snickered a bit shyly.

“You’re my dork, though!” She insisted, only to still get a pillow bounced off of her head.

Hobie caught it without really looking; his eyes were rolling too hard to look at anything. These two were going to make his teeth fall out. He casually whacked Miles with the pillow before sighing loudly.

“Guess I have to do everything around here, as usual.” He huffed a bit playfully, pushing himself up and walking back to the chair in the corner. “I can tell ya a thing or two about her, if you want to listen.”

Miles couldn’t help the way his eyes lit up, even if he kept the rest of his face cool and collected. Gwen glared at Hobie warily, but she crossed her arms and didn’t move to stop him.

Pretty rookie mistake for someone who was Hobie’s roommate for so long. He couldn’t even try to keep the sneer off his face.

“February. Dye Job.” He said shortly, just to see if she’d react.

“Oh, my god.” Gwen groaned, hands flying up to cover her face as she let out a laugh. “Seriously, Hobie?”

“First time she wanted to dye her hair—in my bathroom, by the by, in case you care—she didn’t think to tell me, or anyone, really. Just got a bottle from one of the li’l underground markets. No box, funny enough, so no instructions. ‘m sure she just told them she’d ‘figure it out’ and handed off the five quid.”

“I paid you back for it!”

“Oh, you paid back plenty beside the money, love. The look on your face—” Hobie laughed, waving one hand. “Miles, when I came home, I’d thought someone had offed the poor thing. Red stains, tracked across the floor. Handprints on counters and both of the sinks. Nothing if not thorough, this one—”

“I said I was sorry!”

“—I found her with the worst, patched-up job I’d seen in a while. Looked like she’d been beaten over the head, I swear. I had to talk her into the powder pink, just so I wouldn’t get any more heart attacks if she messed it up again.”

He grinned as he leaned on one hand. Miles’ eyes were on him with absolutely rapt attention while one hand rubbed reassuringly along Gwen’s back. She was hiding in her hood again, curled up on the couch with her head resting against Miles’ leg. She was so cute, and he really was so kind.

“Actually, I still have the pictures.” Hobie remembered, tearing his eyes away from the pair of them and pushing himself up.

Gwen sprang up so fast, it triggered Hobie’s Spider-Sense. “You do not have that fucking picture.”

Hobie snickered a bit deviously, reaching up to the top of a shelf and pulling a binder from behind a heavy-duty band. “All Spiders have a thing for photos, love. And I always keep a little dirt in my pocket.”

“I told you to burn those!” Miles started to stand as Gwen lunged, apparently unsure if he should stop her or not.

“Yeah, and I didn’t.” Again, while hardly looking, Hobie held the photo album up over his head as he tried to hold Gwen at arm’s length with his free hand. “C’mon, now, I won’t even show him the one where you cried about it!”

“Why do you have a picture of me crying?!” She got ahold of his sleeve before lunging to grab his vest and try to reach his outstretched arm.

“It was, like, two seconds before you started laughing!” Hobie argued, starting to laugh a bit himself. “And you were cu—Oi, quit that!” His voice started to break into giggles when Gwen switched tactics to tickling up his side just under his vest, and his arm started to come down as he tried to shove her back. In a quick—almost reckless—motion, he gave the binder a very slight toss, using a shot of web fluid to stick it to the ceiling before scooping Gwen up into his arms. She squealed brightly and tried to flail, reaching out to Miles before Hobie hooked his arm across her ribs.

“Aw, Gwendy, thank you for reminding me!” Hobie laughed, waving Miles a bit closer with his free hand. “Miles, my guy, did she tell you that she’s…ticklish?”

“I didn’t tell him that because it’s not true!” She tried to insist, trying to squirm out of his hold much more now that the apparent plan was revealed.

Miles’ grin turned a bit more mischievous as he slipped his hands into his jacket pockets. “She actually did not tell me that. Wonder why~”

“Why, indeed, lovely?” Hobie teased, letting his free fingers wiggle where he knew she could see. “Could it be that she wants to hide how much of a squeaky mess she is when she laughs?”

“Fuck you…” She whined through stifled giggles, shrinking away from his fingers as best she could. Which is to say, not at all.

“Little rude for someone who’s totally not ticklish, eh?” He let his fingers sneak slowly under her chin to scribble his nails gingerly along her neck, and he sneered a bit as she tried and failed to contain the much stronger giggles. “Little rude considering I know all your favorite little spots.”

“Oh, do you?” Miles snickered softly, nudging Hobie with his elbow as Gwen kicked halfheartedly.

“I do, yeah. Matches up with a few a’ yours, actually.” He taunted, his hand moving quickly to Miles’ neck and skittering up behind his ear. He smiled as Miles flailed away from him with a squeak, readjusting his hold on Gwen. “And as for you, Ghost, you wanna tell him the truth? Or do you want me to show him?”

Gwen was still barely keeping it together; she pulled her hood to hide her face, but she’d all but ceased any real struggle. “I-I’m not telling—Hobie!”

He hadn’t let her finish that one, curling his hand into a claw and digging into her stomach. The squeal he managed to rip out of her was phenomenal, and her head tipped back onto his shoulder as she laughed loudly. She kicked with a renewed effort, her hands grabbing at the arm restraining her instead of the one attacking. Hobie held her tighter, closer, and he smirked playfully as each skitter, pinch, and squeeze of his fingers tuned the notes in her laughter.

The only issue—if one could really call it that—was when he turned his head.

The look on Miles’ face was pure, soft adoration for poor Gwen; the way one looks at a little kitten curling up in their arms. When his eyes fell on Hobie, they changed; apparently, in bringing light to this barely hidden little secret, Hobie had hung the moon and stars by hand all on his own. It felt like an adrenaline shot to the heart, maybe an electric shock.

Hopefully, he was just imagining things.

…Miles does have beautiful eyes though.

“Oi, Miles, c’mere.” He beckoned just a bit teasingly, much to Gwen’s squeaky protests when Miles reached to goose her hips. “There’s just one more little thing I’ve got to let you in on, Peter Pan.” Hobie practically purred, and Miles flinched a little as he effortlessly blocked the elbow Gwen swung at his head. “And that right there is why I’m not gonna regret it, too.”

“Hobie, please!” She laughed, wiping her cheek with her sleeve and kicking lightly at Miles when he poked her again. Even when they weren’t tickling her, she couldn’t come down; she held the back of her hand to her mouth, but the giggles refused to stop.

Hobie chuckled, finally letting her feet touch the floor, and in an obviously practiced maneuver, both of his hands were suddenly on her stomach, one of them quickly finding her bellybutton while other mostly kept her balanced.

Not that it really helped. She shrieked, bubbly giggles turning into cacophonous cackles as her knees buckled almost instantly.

“Hobie!” Miles fake-scolded with a laugh, catching Gwen easily and guiding her as she let herself “fall” to the floor. “You’re just being mean now.”

“I mean, a little.” He admitted as he knelt closer to keep contact, scribbling his fingers much more purposefully while Gwen squealed and hid her face. “But I think I’ve almost…got it!” The pause had come from him sneakily raising his hands just enough to claw them suddenly into her lower stomach again. And finally, he got the true reveal he was hoping for in the form of loud snorts starting to break up her cackles. Miles’ eyes lit up once again, and Gwen finally gave up on hiding. She avoided Miles’ loving gaze, her cheeks dappled red like paint drops on canvas as Hobie’s scribbling fingers slowly dialed her back down to snort-filled giggles before lifting away.

“And me without my camera.” Hobie said softly, a fond grin taking over his face. “What a shame. ‘f it were up to me, I’d show you how bad raspberries get to her, but I suppose I shouldn’t kill the poor thing.” He gave Gwen’s stomach a firm pat before pushing himself up onto his feet.

“That was pretty cute though.” Miles said gently, taking one of Gwen’s hands to kiss her knuckles and snickering as she pawed at his sleeve. “What do you think, Gwanda? You have fun?” He teased.

She tugged him closer by his jacket, her voice still tangled in giggles. “Hobie screams when you tickle his feet.” She said, firm and deliberate.

Hobie let out a laugh that was more of a shocked cough. “Gwendy! Thought you was only tryin’ to tell him the truth and all.” He laughed dismissively, shaking his head until he saw Miles grinning mischievously. He gave a smirk of his own, crossing his arms. “You’ll never catch me.” He shrugged casually.

Miles made a move to stand, and Hobie’s Spider Sense prickled sharply. Okay, he was serious. Without much of a second thought, he bolted for the door, vaulting over the railing and starting to swing up to the highest point on his boat. Turnabout is definitely fair play, but Hobie was never one to give an easy win.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Miles had hardly gotten one foot flat on the floor when Hobie sprinted like the devil was on his heels. Miles snickered, letting himself relax for now as he pulled Gwen to her feet.

“So…?” She asked expectantly. “Not exactly according to plan, but…” She gave a shrug, smiling softly.

Miles chuckled, shaking his head as he grinned. “Nah, you were still right. He’s kind of adorable, in his own way.”

“Right? Don’t let him hear you say it though.” She giggled, squeaking when Miles suddenly poked her and socking him in the arm.

“We should still probably wait a little longer, though. He seemed, like, nervous?” Miles led her slowly, thinking she might still need her balance back.

“You’re probably right…” Her face lit up with mischief as she jogged past him for the door. “For now, though—”

She didn’t bother to finish, vaulting over the railing outside and firing a web up toward the roof with Miles trailing not far behind. She knew all of Hobie’s favorite escape routes.

[thebibutterflyao3]

✨Toebeans!✨ So feckin’ cute I could die!

[https-furina]

i changed my url cuz i realized just how much i love lemons. lemon tarts, lemon cookies, lemonade!!! i survived the entire day while drinking lemonade and i was like I NEED TO CHANGE MY NAME WAHHHHH

this is so feckin cute inky oh my gosh !!

lemons are so good tho like, fr one of the best fruits - i personally don’t eat actual lemons but ?! lemon flavoured things waaaaahhh… shower me in them !!

[hrodvitnon]

After some more thought, I'm debating bringing back Phosphora to be the protector of the Iwi tribe in headcanon, for a couple of reasons. First of all, Mothra already has an established role, be it QotM or Life Bringer, and restricting her to just the Iwi tribe seems a bit odd. Secondly, the Iwi tribe's thing of being silent and eye contact being polite makes me think of owls. Owls are very quiet, they stare at you, and having an owl kaiju would be really nice.

Don't have a final design in mind, but I'd probably keep the four-winged aspect. Maybe white feathers, to keep in line with the visions Jia was having? And finally, owls are fluffy, and Jia deserves fluffy Titan hugs.

Ability-wise, I'm also not too sure about. Maybe something like Mothra's God Rays. The name Phosphora seems to imply something to do with light, so probably leaning in that direction.

Welp, now that we know what Phosphera would've looked like, I think altering her design to be more owl-like sounds interesting. Owls in mythology tend to be a mixed bag, since depending on the culture they can be anything from omens of death, being lucky or unlucky, associated with wisdom, or wealth. Maybe a redesign could tie into these varied beliefs where she's benevolent but has kind of a creepy ghostly look to her, or is elegantly beautiful but sounds like a feckin' banshee.

That aside, I think owls are beautiful and cute, and we could use more big fluffy Titans in the MonsterVerse!

[v0id000]

Chapter 8

The next morning, Ghost woke up in a haze, feeling the warmth on his back, confused as to where the heat was coming from. Then the memories of the previous night and how he ended up snuggling up to Jonny giving him a comfort he wasn't sure he could give with words. Slowly he tried to figure out exactly how and where Jonny lay and the best thing to do to leave without waking Soap. He didn't want to leave completely, just start his morning routine and then wake up Soap to go to the mess hall together, he didn't want Soap to feel left alone again. He started to lift soap's arm from his torso to slowly leave the bed and made his way to get his shoes and started to go to his room to get new clothes and brush his teeth. He went back to Soap's room as fast as he could, afraid that Jonny would wake up the short time he was gone. When he slowly opened the door, he saw Soap still sleeping in his bed, but now hugging the rest of his blanket. Ghost smiled as he saw Jonny curled up in his bed and began to change out of his clothes from the previous day. He heard a rustling from the bed, when he looked over he saw Jonny sleepily trying to grab his phone, not really noticing his surroundings, his mohawk standing on all sides. Soap slides off his bed, making his way to his closet, still not noticing anyone standing in his room. Soap yawned and rubbed his eyes then he took out his clothes turning around, then he saw Ghost, a high pitched scream leaving Soap's mouth as he made a small jump back. Ghost giggled when he saw that, it was so cute how Soap started cursing in Scottish. Soap angrily looked at Ghost "ye feckin' eejit" and tried to get back his composer "spooky bastard". Ghost still trying to hold back his laughter " atleast you fully awake now jonny" slowly losing his laughter. Soap just threw his old shirt at Ghost and started to get dressed, slowly remembering the events of the previous night, feeling himself blush, trying to hide his head in his closet, pretending to look for more clothes. Ghost noticed the hesitant behavior and slowly reached for Soap's shoulder, "Are you all right Jonny?" only to get a nod back from Soap. "Are you really all right, Jonny?" Soap slowly turns around and begins, "I'm so-" "Don't apologize Jonny, you didn't do anything wrong," Ghost slowly pulls Soap into a hug, getting the warm feeling in his stomach again. They stood there for a few minutes, slowly beginning to separate again, still feeling a little awkward to end the hug. Soap broke the silence, "You want to go get breakfast now?" and started to walk to his door, Ghost just nodded and followed Soap to the door. After breakfast, Soap and Ghost ways parted following their own duties for the day. In the afternoon, Ghost went to Price Office to drop off some paperwork. He knocked on the door, heard the come in, opened the door and went in to Price's office to drop off his paper. When Price saw Ghost he waved his hand and said "Simon, son, sit down I want to have a quick word with you" Ghost tensed when he heard Price's words but still closed the door and sat down in one of the chairs in front of Price's desk. "Son, it's nothing bad, I just wanted to know how you are?" Ghost hesitated for a moment, "I'm fine, still trying to figure out how to share my past with Soap when I can't really talk or think about it myself," he looked at his fingers, avoiding Price's gaze, afraid of his judgement. Price was stunned by Ghost's sudden honesty and then began his sentence, "Well, If you want to explain it on your own or even yourself you can try but if you want my help I can either allow Soap to read your file or I could tell him and you don't even need to be in the room" he paused "but only if you want that help it's still your own life and your decision to make" Ghost just stared at him for a minute, dumbstruck and left the office still not sure if the help Price had just offered him registering in his mind ,walking back to his room on autopilot

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What do you think about the RW ships? just curious is all.

hmmm.. well! first i do wanna preface this with the obligatory "i'm not hating on anybody with this, u do u and i do me is my genuine philosophy. i'll respect u from the distance if you do the same for me"

aight so i'm not gon list every ship in the fandom that has spawned in outta the stardust n give my specific opinion on it, cuz i'm not exactly keepin up

the only two ships i don't mind n find cute on the paper are NSH x Moon and Arti x Gour cuz both of them have that Old People Love Each Other in Easy Peace Despite The Circumstances Surrounding Them kick to them. i'm a weak bitch for that type of troupe for romantic relationships. not gon do anythin with 'em in my own stuff, though

i find myself more interested in the entirely and wholly platonic interpretation of everything in the game. platonic love is a matter of course, makin the story flow feel more smoother to me for that while also stayin nicely close to that religious narrative of the game (u can fight me on this but the Ancients' religion isn't *wrong*. the bad thing that happened with it is that it was taken to extremes and variety wasn't allowed. i could tell you why riddin oneself of the third and fifth sin isn't a bad idea at all- afterall, i kind of live by that myself!- and what they probably meant by riddin yourself of the sins without the extremist approach)

for the other ships... 🤔

well, the iterators are far too rooted in my head as sibs to vibe with ships with them, but more properly told: • Suns and Pebs are too much of "teacher and naive student" to me and i also find this dynamic more interesting to explore. uuuuu how spicy it is to think of Suns brainwashing Pebs but meaning it well uuuuuuuuuu • Suns and NSH are... let's just say that if i was in NSH's place and Suns talked to me like that i'd slap them so fuckin hard n if i WAS in a romantic relationship with them i'd dump them then and there (not in a bitchy ex kind of way, i'd be still down to talk, but i can't imagine bein in a relationship where the other half calls the most likely inevitable death of your closest friend a "setback" to their brainwashing of that friend's little brother would be Very healthy) • n i think what is the only other iterator ship left, Sliver and Moon... i find it kind of silly, honestly? like as far as *i* know the main reason why that exists is cuz Moon remembers what happened with Sliver after being given her own pearl about some notes she wrote herself on Sliver despite being baround three gazillion bagillion braincells short. i don't really see that as a strong incentive to start shippin 'em cuz like. you give Moon a very solid memory jogger and right in her second set of monologue she states that Sliver is literally a legend among the itties-titties. the best i can compare it to a real life thing is asking an american if they have any idea who Abraham Lincoln was at all. or asking a slovak if they knew who Finally managed to solidly establish our language after centuries of oppression. like of Course you're going to know That even on ur deathbed??? those are incredibly important historical figures for you n your home!!! also c'mon she remembers the feckin bug pupae, if THAT stuck in there this big boy info is def gon be kickin around

as for the slugcats... well ehh..... you can probably guess from what i mainly draw that i'm not Too focused on the slugs, only maybe Hunter so my slugshippin lore knowledge is p weak. when i first saw the slugshippin take off before i started postin bout RW again i thought it was silly to ship animals n still kinda do? 🤷‍♀️ doesn't help that canonically they have no business meeting each other except Monk n Surv (that is a strong No to shippin) and Hunter's writhing corpse n Gour (we are Not ducks we do not support necrophilia). i generally like to stick to the timeline, personally. good world-building. i respect good world-building too much to deviate too hard

BUT! i am going to use my status as pre-Downpour RW veteran and tell you to not listen to the whiny wrinkly babies in the tag that wail about how slugshippin is ruining the fandom. fuck 'em bitches, you do what u wanna (within moral common sense)

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The Eclipse Episode 11

I'm just straight out reacting to this one folks (it ended up super long like this whoops)

@grapejuicegay @wen-kexing-apologist @plantsarepeopletoo @thegalwhorants

oh god is this the cliff?

TEACHER CHADOK WHY IS HE HERE, were they actually together??

Wait did HE WITNESS IT?

Ayan is unpacking the brainwashing

"If I just disappear from this world..." DOESN'T AYAN HAVE ENOUGH TRAUMA

and CRYING

I gotta be honest Ayans silent tears get me even more than Akks vocal quivers

Oh if only it were that easy

Oh they in bed again: Cuteness ensues

I love it when characters have nicknames for each other, shortstop and Big foot are my beloveds

Oh if only

He's going in wearing Ayan's blazer this feels important.

So he's definitely getting the award? oof it feels worthless, boy's faith has been shattered

call back to the pin "It's my school pin that I pinned for you" GOD HES GOING IN WEARING AYAN AS ARMOUR

Maybe Thua wanted the award??? (I'm still trying to figure him out sorry Thua you don't make sense)

And we see the person the principal is answering too

Is no-one going to speak???

Oh Thua saw that

They're speaking, oh he got the award

SO CLOSE TO GETTING OUT OF THERE WIthOUT THE PROteStORS

AH NO THEY DON'T, HAVE YOU NOT BEEN PAYING ATTENTION?

oh no Ayan looks riled

FUCK

oh and Thua TOO

NO!! CHAOS

IT SHOULDN'T BE AKKS PROBLEM KHAN

Okay that teacher seems legit scared

OH GOD THUA

OKAY I DIDN"T SAY THIS AT THE TIME BUT I LITERALLY THOUGHT: THAT POOL IS CLEAR BOYS

Fuck he outed them

oh Thua is just laying it ALL OUT

AKK ADMITED IT, BOY IS BREAKING (Thua you got a point but I'm on Ayan's side here soz)

Wat is trying to HELP, Khan is helping too

and the situation is diffused

Oh Wat seems hurt

CRYYYYYYYING

Oh he finally said he's not okay (non-verbally but I'll take it)

(is he though? Who is he then?)

OH KHAN IS PISSED ABOUT THE LYING (Fair he totally believed in the curse)

"You guys must be dissapointed in me right" MY FEEEELINGS

Yeah Wat is pissed about the lying too

I'm still SCARED OF THUA

The last boss LMFAO

OH WOW AKK is letting it out!!

OH THEY WERE TOGETHER I KNEEEEEWWWW ITTTTTT

And now feckin Chadok is crying

But THEN WHY THE LYING????

Fricken pride flag phone case

THey were getting MARRIED???

Feckin Principal is a homophobe

So he WAS TRANSFERRED??

CHAIN OF YELLING FOR THE GODDAMN

OH MY GOD IT'S HAPPENING

I WAS RIGHT ABOUT EVERYTHING

HOLY CRAP

HE WANTED TO KEEP THE MOMENTUM

Dudes got a point but also Akk was breaking so that was the priority here

Oh poor Khan is so confused right now

Thua just wanted all the truth out oh boy this was not the way

Oh he went in prepared for the quencies

and doesn't want Kan to protect him because then he'd be a hypocrite (also more silent crying ouch)

He had genuinely thought it all through and decided it was worth it Oh Thua.

We're back at the pool I'm going to get emotional whiplash

is Namo just chill now? OH LOL KHAN THOUGHT THE SAME boy is pure worship I'm sorry Namo

ARE THEY ACTUALLY GOING TO DO THE FILM (YO I didn't expect to predict this much stuff am I dreaming now)

Oh we're being referential now (thailands soft power)

Back to the pool and now our other boys

GO KHAN GO (but maybe check with Thua first) oH Thua's on board

Dudes they're filming LMFAO

Of course Akk said it for the first time like that lol

OKAY gotta be honest everything came out in a neat little bow almost exactly the way I thought it would. And that was amazing but also less terrifying than I thought it would be. THe show didn't lie and it was well foreshadowed, I thought something would twist on me but it didn't (Except that Chadok was in deeper than I thought with the uncle) and I love that because the answers all made sense. I don't think we're done though, quencies gotta happen right?

Episode 12 come to me