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*wild cackling*
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Fluent Freshman - Part 16
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Sweeties is very busy tonight but they get a table relatively quickly. He sees some people looking at their group all dressed in the ‘required’ attire for going out to Eden’s and reminds himself that maybe it’s for the best that people remember him tonight. It MAY help the police find his body in a shallow grave somewhere if they can piece together his last few hours.
Nicky stops by the salad bar and grabs three packs of crackers. He hands one pack to FF who just stares blankly at it before shrugging and figuring his stomach needs something so he opens the pack and just eats the crackers.
Nicky looks at him with an abundance of fondness that he doesn’t understand but shakes his head and hands a laminated menu over to him to order dinner from. “I know you’re not drinking but you still gotta take your meds before we leave.” Nicky reminds and FF nods. He reaches into his pocket to confirm that they’re there and feels something cheap and plastic.
Oh god, he forgot to take his Happy Meal Toy out of his pocket. No one needs to know that.
He shoves his hand into his other jacket pocket and the sandwich baggy with his single dose for his Ulcer is right there.
He starts to look at the menu when he realizes that everyone else already knows what they’re going to order since they apparently come here regularly. He tries his best to never be a regular at any place where they can see him and repeat his order back to him (Hello CVS girl, yes thank you for holding some Pepto for him. No he is very brand loyal and would not like to try Tums thank you.)
FF stands behind the art of the panic pick.
He has cultivated this ability over his many years of panicking. He can look at a menu and pick an item that might not be the thing he most wants on that menu it is something that he can eat or drink. Then while he has that pick queued up and ready to fly if a member of the waitstaff comes over before he’s actually read what’s on offer he has his panic pick.
A place like this has GOT to have a burger.
He finds it under the sandwich section easily enough and now he has his panic pick as he peruses the rest of the menu.
The waitress comes far faster than he had anticipated and slams waters down at each of their spots. “What can I get you?” She asks and before anyone says anything Nicky and Aaron slide over the two packets of crackers that she takes before looking at the empty packet in front of FF, “Just two?” She asks.
WHAT KIND OF CODE IS THIS?
“Just two.” Nicky says grabbing his trash and handing it over to her.
She shrugs, “Anything else on the menu I can get you boys?” She asks.
They all make their orders and Nicky, bravely, steps in to remind him he likes his burgers well done when the waitress asks.
“Sorry, I should have warned you.” Nicky laughs bumping his shoulder against FF’s “This place has this stuff called cracker dust, it gets you high but it’s not addictive.” He says.
Every single 80’s PSA goes off in FF’s head all at once.
NICKY “FLIPS TURTLES BACK ONTO THEIR FEET” HEMMICK DOES NOT LOOK LIKE HOW THE ‘JUST SAY NO’ ADS HAD SAID HE WOULD.
There’s not a trench coat! He wasn’t even wearing a hoodie with the hood up! There’s no sunglasses! Nicky had given him a baggie for his ulcer meds but IT WAS A SANDWICH BAG.
“I see.” He says out loud.
“Do you wanna try some.” Aaron asks. He double checks and yeah Aaron is still in the same club clothes he had left the house with. He has on a hoodie but the hood is down.
He does as any 80’s teen sitcom protagonist does by the end of the episode.
“No thank you.”
He thinks Mr. T would be happy that he said No. That ad had been especially nerve wracking as a kid when Mr. T ‘shakes some sense’ into the camera.
“Alright, no worries. Neil and Andrew don’t do any either.” Nicky says quickly.
The drugs come with the food and Nicky and Aaron pocket them before handing over cash to the waitress who just counts it right there. He focuses on digging into his burger and realizes it has jalapeños on it but Nicky volunteers to eat them with his nachos and lets the conversation weave around him as he polishes off his burger and takes his ulcer meds. “Oh cool, hand me the bag so I can keep our stuff in there.” Nicky makes a grabbing motion with his hands and FF just hands it over.
He zones out as he eats his fries. He wonders if Great Gran is upset watching him or if she’s happy that he said no to drugs. Maybe he should have said yes, then he could at least be blasted out of his mind when Andrew dragged him to the basement.
Well, it’s too late now.
The waitress comes and clears out their plates but picks up her notepad and pen again. “So, what ice cream do you boys want tonight?” She asks and looks straight at FF.
But FF is prepared.
Ice cream places are easy. His panic pick is a given, it’s Vanilla. Every ice cream joint has it so he barely even notices how his heart rate kicks up to 190 BPM and his palms grow instantly sweaty.
“Vanilla.”
“Sorry Hun, we’re fresh out.”
OH GOD. QUICK, SAY SOMETHING ELSE.
“Surprise me.”
NO YOU IDIOT SAY CHOCOLATE.
“Surprise you?”
RETRACT, IT’S NOT TOO LATE.
“Yeah. Surprise me.” He repeats and he can FEEL Nicky vibrating with laughter next to him.
“Alright Hun, I’ll surprise you.” She winks at him and he blinks back at her.
The rest of the table all order (They’re all normal people who order strawberry (neil), the special with chocolate (Nicky), Lemon Sorbet (Aaron), and Brownie Fudge (Andrew).
“Surprise me.” Nicky whispers to him.
“I panicked.” He whispers back.
“Yeah obviously.” Nicky snorts but pats him, “It’s fine. The worst is you might end up with Pistachio or something.” He pats FF on the back.
FF likes Pistachio and the world loves to make FF suffer.
“Here you go hun. We just got this in, it’s Mango.” She says setting down two scoops of a bright orange ice cream down in front of him, “With a little surprise.” She winks again as she sets the other ice cream down.
They all get started.
Why is the Ice Cream kind of spicy?
He eventually puzzles out that the waitress has served him a Mango and some kind of pepper (probably habanero) ice cream. She smiles when he thanks her for the surprise, tries not to let it show how much the spice is KILLING his stomach let alone the acid of the mango.
Andrew has his eyes narrowed on him and he’s sure the man doesn’t want him to make a scene at a place that seems to be a frequent haunt for the family. So he eats every last bite and ignores how his lips tingle.
“Ohhh it must have been good. Maybe we should get you her number.” Nicky says looking at his empty bowl.
“No, I’m good.” She was pretty but considering the acid currently swirling in his stomach she probably thought he was an asshole for asking for her to ‘surprise him’. Even if that wasn’t the case, what if she thought it’d be cute to serve him this spicy ice cream as a cute couple thing? His stomach can’t take that.
“Aw man you’re no fun.” Nicky pouts.
They pay for their meals and the waitress hands him his receipt with a wink. He nods back at her before shoving the receipt into his pocket next to the Megamind toy. “Have a good night.” He says.
“You too Hun.” She says.
They head out for Eden’s and in a way the ice cream is a blessing because his stomach hurts enough that he barely even notices his anxiety about being at the place where Andrew most certainly is going to stab him at least once by the end of the night.
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#fluent freshman au#I swear they're going to be at Eden's next time#The Ice Cream discourse made me laugh enough that I ended up writing about Sweetie's instead lol#The majority of you looked at my boy and saw Vanilla and you are not wrong#The Waitress: Marge those boys brought someone new and he's funny. He told me to surprise him for the ice cream flavor.#Marge (manager): Well what are you going to surprise him with?#The Waitress: Well he got the burger with Jalapenos so he must like spice. We got that new flavor in right? Can I dig into early?#Marge (Manager): sure#Andrew watching Nicky and Neil whisper and bump shoulders: I'll definitely show him the Speak Easy once Nicky and Aaron are fucked up#I would like to thank my buddy Kim for helping me workshop the most damaging ice cream flavor to FF#Originally was googling weird ones but truly few could be worse for his tummy#And he left his tried and true pepto at home. This really isn't his night#AFTG#AFTG AU#AFTG OC#AFTG Fic#AFTG shitpost#my fic#FF - PT. 16
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first sans undertale wins the tumblr sexyman poll! then the queen is in poor health! what's next?! team fortress 3?!
#this isn't a guess I'm willing it into existence i am MANIFESTING IT#undertale#deltarune#tf2#team fortress 2#uk politics#spark talks about nothing of relevance#now that's what i call shitposting#this whole day has felt like one big fucking fever dream i swear to god#(also ingo in 3rd place! as an emmet fan I'm proud of him! 👏)#tumblr sexyman otd#UPDATE: WELL THIS AGED QUICKLY
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TWST As Lines I've Written/Said
Content Warning: Shitpost, suggestiveness(idk?) & swearing
Author's Note: These are either things I've said, or things that I've written down but haven't used... yet, might use them in the future, might not. Feel free to guess which is which.
Let the shenanigans begin!
Yuu, upon entering TWST
Yuu: “I’m motivated by spite and getting the fuck out of this damned place!”
Crowley: “This damned place just so happens to be my school!”
Yuu: “Yeah? Well, guess what Mr. Mystery Man, I fucking hate it here!”
Crowley: “Rude.”
Typical Ace Behaviour
Yuu: “Behave, my friends are coming over.”
Ace: “Weird. I didn’t know you were capable of having those.”
Yuu: “You know what? You can go out and wait on the fire escape until they leave if you want to act like that.”
Capitalism Isn't Attractive
Deuce: “Do not fall for the pretty man with the fancy clothes!”
Yuu: “Why not? He’s hot as fuck.”
Deuce: “... He’s a capitalist.”
Yuu: “THAT WHORE!”
Pissy Kitty
Leona: “Great, you again.”
Yuu: “I’m thrilled to see you too, asshole.”
Floyd, just Floyd
Floyd: “Why not?”
Yuu: “Unlike you, I don’t want to die!”
Floyd: “Boo, you’re lame.”
Yuu Needs a Raise
Yuu: “My therapist will be thrilled to hear about this revelation.”
Everyone: “What’s a therapist?”
Why Are You Like This?
Vil: “You are a blithering buffoon.”
Yuu: “Takes one to know one.”
Vil: “...Listen here you little piece of -”
Cryptid Hours
Yuu: *walks into room to find Idia sitting in the dark, facing the corner* “Did the voices win today?”
Idia: “Undecided.”
Yuu: “Okay then, let me know if that changes. Since I would like a headstart before you go all *insert demon noises* on me.”
After Any Overblot
Yuu: "I feel like a baked potato." *passes out*
The Adventures of Malleus
Malleus: “Tell me, Child of Man; do humans typically court through the acquiring and displaying of fish?”
Yuu: “Why?”
Malleus: *has been secretly using your phone for research and found himself on Tinder* “Just curious is all.”
Yuu: “... No, it’s not typical.”
Malleus: “Alright then, noted.”
Dear Professor Vargas,
I regret to inform you that your attempts to woo a potential mate through your acquiring of fish may not be successful. And does the "DILF" shorts mean, "Darling, I Love Fish?" ... Asking for a friend.
Sincerely, Malleus Draconia
Octopus Eyesight
Yuu: “Do you have astigmatism?”
Azul: “Do I have what?”
Yuu: “Astigmatism, like when you look at lights at night do you see lines? Since you have weird ass pupils.”
Azul: “...wait, that isn’t normal?”
Should I Be Nervous?
Yuu: “Have you ever been overcome with the lust for broccoli?”
Trey: ". . ."
Yuu: *squints, thinking* “Break glass in case of sudden lust for broccoli...”
Trey: "Should I leave?"
A Question to Ponder
Yuu: “Why do fictional men slap so hard? Like damn.”
Riddle: “Because they are not real and do not come with any of the negative consequences that often come with real men, also you can better idealize them… And anime, ‘Makes you go brrrrr,’ as you put it.”
College Life
Rollo: “I am running off 3 hours of sleep and a single croissant, do not test me.”
Baby Talk
Rook: “Ah, bonjour chatton!" *proceeds to babytalk to the cat in French*
Yuu's Type
Yuu: “I have 4 types; wet cat, malewife, girlboss, and whore." tag yourself
Crewel: "... You need to focus on your grades, not on some mutts."
What Do You Have?
Jamil: "What's that?"
Kalim: *hiding a cat that he stole from outside* "Uhhh, my love for you?"
Jamil: *annoyed* "Put it back outside, Kalim."
Kalim: *puts the cat in his face* "BUT LOOK AT THEM!! THEY BABEY!!!!"
#twst#twisted wonderland#twst shitpost#twst incorrect quotes#[i think idk]#dove's comedy hour#twst yuu#twst crack#dire crowley#ace trappola#deuce spade#leona kingscholar#floyd leech#vil schoenheit#idia shroud#malleus draconia#azul ashengrotto#trey clover#riddle rosehearts#rollo flamm#divus crewel#jamil viper#kalim al-asim#twst drabbles
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The current state of AI discourse is baffling to me because I swear to god some people are just developing collective amnesia and dismissing AI art as "not actually being that bad" when the problems with it are significantly deeper than whether or not it's "real art". It being "real art" is irrelevant to it causing tangible harm. Like yeah I don't think someone AI generating an image to use as a reference is some massive evil, but in the greater scheme of things:
AI art is being used to spread actual real-world misinformation. Propaganda.
Ai art is being used to spread CSEM and other forms of revenge porn. It is also threatening the livelihoods of sex workers to some degree.
People are putting their favorite artists' works through a blender, without their consent, instead of paying them, because image generation is instant dopamine.
Big corps are trying to use AI instead of paying artists/writers because they're greedy fucks.
Most AI programs (with few exceptions) are scraping from existing works without the consent of the original artists.
AI voices are doing the same.
A common argument I've seen is comparing these things to like... digital art, photo editing*, voice splicing. You have to understand that the merit of these things isn't that "they take more time/effort". Effort is not an inherent facet of art. Plenty of tools exist to make art easier that we take for granted now-- many forget the discourse that kicked up when digital art was first gaining popularity. The issue is and always will be consent. Most artists do not want their works or voices to be put into AI databanks. The fact that most AI programs do not care for this, and that a lot of companies are trying to swindle their way into getting artist consent under the pretense of "well they didn't say no", is the main issue. We completely lost the plot when we started focusing more on "is AI art real art?" and "is it bad to use AI for any purpose?", because those are both irrelevant to the question of "is AI harmful?", wherein the answer is yes. This is also failing to consider that "real art" can also cause harm for similar reasons: sexual harassment/revenge porn, defamation, propaganda, etc.
*As a note, this is also ignoring the fact that a lot of people DON'T want their art to be edited or even heavily referenced. It's been commonplace in art usage terms for ages now. This is important to note in the context of AI discourse and copyright law. I also believe there is a difference between voice splicing and AI voices since splicing is more limited and way less likely to get someone actually defamed or 'replaced' as a voice actor, and is just a manipulation of existing voice clips mostly for silly shitposts.
AI CAN be helpful. AI can be used to create references, or make smoother rendering, or even just for fun. A lot of people used AI programs in their baby stages without thinking about how the images were generated or the actual consent of the artists involved, because it was a fun shiny new toy. I also like to think most people who have the means to pay an artist ultimately would. But the issue is not and never has been AI making art easier, or people using it for silly shit, or even people using it for serious art refs. The issue is AI mass-scraping existing artwork, being used to facilitate misinformation, and screwing artists out of jobs. Don't even get me started on AI fucking generating CSEM, or revenge porn, and additionally how it impacts the careers of sex workers.
AI is an issue in its current state. Yes, the panic about it taking over art as a whole was overblown, even if the fears were valid. The capacities of AI art is almost always slightly below the capacities of human-made art, and it's something that will quickly fall in popularity once it stops being the shiny new thing. People using AI to make art easier aren't the enemy either, especially since this can be beneficial for people who do it as a job-- shortening the labor time and all. That doesn't mean AI isn't an issue and that everyone critiquing it is actually just an elitist ableist cuck or whatever. None of this really would've been a problem if not for the mass scraping, resulting in both violations of artist consent, and also it picking up genuinely illegal/nasty content. That's what we should be focusing on. None of this "real art" bullshit.
All that said: I personally would say that using most AI programs-- no matter the purpose-- is unethical because of how most of them function. The only exceptions would be for programs that specifically use consensually obtained data. On this front, I would highly recommend keeping tabs on Adobe Firefly, since it's one of the very very few models out there that has stated a clear commitment to not violating the copyright and consent of artists or persons (it operates off of stock footage and public domain).
#this is a little all over the place so sorry lmao#but seeing the discussion shift on AI has been fucking BIZARRE to say the least#like. collective amnesia bizarre.#ai art discourse#ai discourse#anti ai#tw csem
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Doodle requests are open‼️
The series characters I can draw the best(In order) are:
South Park, Eddsworld, Creepypasta, n' SMG4
Just a some things about me(changes/updates so much)
Fictionkin of:
Tweek Tweak
Craig Tucker
Clyde Donovan
Kyle Broflovski
Kenny McCormick
Stan Marsh
Damien Thorn (South Park)
Eric Cartman
Tweek Tweak (Mirai Park)
Gregory House (House M.D.)
Dipper Pines
Bill Cipher (Gravity Falls)
Hunter (TOH)
Michael Afton (FNAF)
Crying Child/Evan Afton (FNAF 4)
Bob
Mr Puzzles
SMG3 (SMG4)
Louise (Bob's Burgers)
Adam
Lucifer
Vox
Husk
Angel Dust (Hazbin hotel)
Sniper
Medic {Pls, istg I'm not insane anymore, I swear😭}
Scout (TF2)
Tord
Tom (Eddsworld)
Kevin (Spooky Month)
Selever (FNF)
Shadow (Sonic, but not sure which specific Sonic yet)
Mannequin_Mark
Gnarpy (Regretavator)
Caine
Jax (TADC)
Jeff T. Killer
BEN Drowned
And Ticci Toby (Creepypasta)
Questioning 1
Therian but not completely comfortable to reveal more then a few of my Theriotypes, those few are a Border Collie, Island Fox, Clouded leopard, Red Panda, Some kind of Shark, and an Opossum
He/Him (Trans FTM/Masc)
13 !! :D
Christan (but excepts any religion)
Favorite Animal is Guinea pigs
2nd favorite drink is coffee (My #1 favorite drink is water cause I need it to survive)
Top 5 Favorite songs:
1st: I / Me / Myself(demo) - Will Wood
2nd: Cooler Than Me - Ethan Fields
3rd: Boys Don't Cry - The Cure
4th: Bad Habit - Steve Lacy
5th: Cupid's Chokehold / Breakfast In America - Gym Class Heros
(it was top 10 before, but I'm to lazy for that crap)
A few last random shit facts 'bout me
I am very scared of alarms(Like, fire alarms)
I have Trypophobia aka fear of holes(it's very bad)
I have a love hate relationship with insects
I'm AroAce and BI
Wolverine is my all-time favorite hero(I don't care that he's technically an anti-hero/also an X-Men, he's the best)
Black and Red are my favorite colors
HTTYD is my favorite movie series
I love Scooby Doo(Especially Mystery Incorporated)
I am a mix of Introverted and Extroverted
I swear I wanna cry when stuff I've been waiting for is altered(Don't ask, I have no idea why)
I have anxiety
I freak out VERY easily
Salamanders are so cool istg
I have sensitive ears so I hate loud noises(I think I'm just a wimp)
I was in a car crash when I was 8(Luckily me and my dad were fine)
I like Diary of a wimpy kid
I have an older brother that I fight with(Imagine Rodrick and Greg's rivalry)
Some noises also make me want to bawl my eyes out(Also don't ask why, I seriously don't know)
I will 'kill' you if you look in my sketchbook(I swear you do not wanna see it, like really, you do NOT)
I have social anxiety👍
I'm seriously fucked up in the brain
I have OCD and BPD
And I have a Spotify by the name Craig-F#cker 👍
And also i've decided to make tags because it is so annoying trying to find certain posts. So: the art tag is #Tw33k Draws the ask tag is #Tw33k Answers and I also use #Tw33k Rambles when I'm just talking and then as well theres just the #Shitpost tag on the posts I post that have words or images that isn't art, I also don't add tags to like any of the stuff I reblog unless I'm talking in the tags
And yeah, that's all I'm willing to tell
Also please don't hate me, I can't control who I am
Thanks for reading
Random Icons :D
Okay! One last thing, sense I have started the Zombie Park series, you can ask them questions about litterly ANYTHING some stuff they might not be allowed to answer at the moment like some stuff that'll happen in the future, but if you have any questions about the AU feel free to ask
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hanta shitposts - hanta sero
in which hanta is really silly
warnings: swearing, weed use
"Make me."
"That's tough talk for a fella within pegging distance-" a hysterical Y/n spoke from the other end of Hanta's phone.
"Y/n you're not even on the same floor as me-"
A few footsteps came from Y/n's end. "Open the door Hanta."
Oh shit-
~~~
"Y/n please!" Hanta whined. "Come on, say it!"
Y/n sighed. "Fine. Yes Hanta, you are my little pog champ."
~~~
Y/n pouted, kicking their legs as they swung from the chair. Their feet were a few inches off the ground.
"Hanta is too tall, how the hell am I supposed to kiss him?"
"Punch him, then when he doubles over kiss him." A spiky ash-blonde mumbled from the corner of the dorm kitchen.
"Tackle him." The bubblegum girl spoke in between bites of mochi.
The electirc blonde smirked. "Ahahaha, dump him, for me." Denki bit his lip and stuck out his pointer finger and thumb under his chin.
Sero's eyes widened as he choked on his orange slice. "Please don't do any of those, mi amor. Just ask me to kiss you."
~~~
Mina stared at Sero and Y/n with suspicion. "Why are both of your tongues purple? Tsk tsk tsk, mighty sus you guys." She grinned a the couple, who just laughed.
"Well, Yaomomo made a slushie machine Y/n had a red one and I had a blue one."
Denki listened from the other side of the room. "Oh, you drank each other's slushies? HEY WAIT WHERE'S THIS SLUSHIE MACHINE-"
~~~
"So..." Midnight looked at the students she was watching with Aizawa. "Specifically, how do Sero and Y/n get out of these messes?" She gazed out at the two, both of them tangled up in Sero's tape, bot struggling to get out of their situation.
Aizawa sighed. "Usually by creating a bigger mess that cancels out the first one."
~~~
Sero jumped into the dorm room, landing next to his joyfriend on the couch.
"Y/n! Quick math what's 18 + 51?"
"420!" Y/n grinned at their boyfriend.
"That's not even close-" a confused Tokoyami muttered from across the room.
Y/n grinned back at Tokoyami. "But it was quick."
~~~
Y/n and Hanta laid in Hanta's room, sprawled out on the bed with glazed eyes.
"Onion rings are vegetable donuts."
"Lasagna is spaghetti cake."
"Your stomach thinks all potatoes are mashed."
"Lobsters are scorpions to mermaids."
"Holy fuck, Y/n."
~~~
Hanta smiled, waving his hand at a curious Mina. "Y/n and I don't have pet names."
"What do bees make?"
"Honey?"
"Yea Hanta?" Y/n stuck their head around the corner of the wall. "Do you need something babe?"
Mina chuckled and glared at Sero. "Don't lie to my face again."
~~~
"Hanta! I don't want to go!" Y/n whined. "It'll be stressful and stress isn't good for the baby!"
Hanta stopped dead in his tracks. "Wait what baby?" He asked with fervor, eyes wide as he looked at his joyfriend.
Y/n put their hands on their chest. "Me! I'm the baby!"
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Quick Question: What the Hell?
GIF by quokki
@starlostseungmin and @gimmeurtmi
hear me out, you people with good taste:
mafia!seungmin, bc yes, min supremacy.
(warnings just in case)
🌻we know seungminnie wouldn't hurt a fly, this is a fanfic, FANATIC FICTION ME LOVE, everything went out of my mind and pinterest ideas, just that <3
🌻this is made entirely because I could, which I warn you- it may not work.
🌻will contain shitposting, drama, angst, pinterest and tumblr prompts and a whole bag of sarcasm.
🌻as a cherry on top, mature content too, swearing is a must cause well its mafia not my little pony but just a reminder, i warned u already.
🌻i am confident in my english, however, its not my first language so it may contain some mistakes- sorry in advance.
this was laying under some works of mine, so I retouched it a bit... should I keep it going? I mean there are like five more chapters finished, but the story isn't. I'll leave the first one here, pls enjoy it!
"Congratulations, Detective Dumbass. You were so desperately interested in what I was doing, weren't you? Now you know. What are you gonna do about it?"
I narrowed my eyes. "Ok, emo dog, isn't there anyone else in your 'I can show up bleeding' list or was I, the late night shift Subway stranger, your only option?"
"I already went to my other option. They gave me this," he groaned, gesturing to one of the biggest wounds.
Wait. Stop.
Just let me pause real quick for a second. Let's back up, and start somewhere before that.
Remember that meme? "Yup. That's me. You're probably wondering how I ended up in this situation..."
That's the only thing that comes up to my mind whenever I try to explain what happened that Monday night or dare I say Tuesday morning, at 1:51 a.m.
What was I doing? Well, absolutely nothing, because no one, absolutely no one shows up at a Subway at that time, not on a bloody Tuesday. My shift finished at 3 am, the last of the day, so you know, I wouldn't try to summon demons into the shop, and I was just there to get paid a minimum wage. Not like I wanted to get Hell involved.
It had rained outside, the wet street and the puddles that the rain had formed were still there. I thought it would last all night, but it stopped suddenly as if someone had turned off the hose. I had music playing, but no headphones in case someone called or entered. I allowed myself to be a bit carefree, but I was still at work.
And then, it happened. For the first time in what seemed like forever, someone showed up and made the automatic doors open. It was a pale, young man. He was wearing an oversized black hoodie and black jeans. He walked towards me, and for a second the thought occurred that I was going to be robbed. He settled one hand on the counter that stood between us, leaving the other by his stomach, making me notice that he was sort of bending down a bit, but before I could say anything, his face lifted, his gaze met mine and I froze.
Those dark brown eyes stared at me deadly. I shivered. It felt like if I started thinking too hard, he would be able to read whatever crossed my mind.
"Is he here?" He asked with a soft and tender tone, yet not a soothing one, rather than what you would expect for someone with such delicate facial features. Still intimidated, I simply shook my head sideways. I knew I was alone inside the building, but, is who here? Would it be possible that he was looking for Jisung? He had given no signs of life since he stopped coming to work, and that was almost a week ago. Every time I tried to contact him, to make sure he was OK at least, the automatic voice message simply replied that the number dialled didn't exist anymore.
After my silent reply, his gaze lowered and I heard him scoff.
"That's great," he whispered, in what I perceived, full of sarcasm. With that reply, my body trembled. Fuck. He now knows that there's no one else in here.
shitshitshitshit.
But before I could think of anything else to say, he slowly walked away and left.
...
What in the fucknuckles had just happened? Well, I'll be damned, because I for sure didn't know.
I looked outside. A not-so-heavy rain had started again, the one with those tiny drops that were barely noticeable. Suddenly, a loud crash made me jump in my place. It had come from behind the store. I snapped out of whatever daydreaming I was in, noticing red marks, more like stripes on the floor. Like ropes. Red ropes. What was that doing there? It was sort of like a path that pointed outside.
Ah, c'mon man, you gotta be kidding me.
The loud crash was repeated, only weaker this time. I questioned my life-long decisions and wondered if I was being a wimp by having the urge to pretend that I heard nothing. I thought to myself, it couldn't be that bad, right?
I left the register and walked to the backdoor, and slowly peeked outside. A scenario welcomed me, and I had never —not even in my wildest dreams, and trust me, I had a vivid imagination—conceived of seeing... whatever that was, with my own eyes.
Describing it as bloody would be accurate. It was the same guy from minutes ago, except he looked even paler, and his black hoodie was nowhere to be seen. Instead, what looked like a once-white t-shirt covered his torso, but it was full of blood and cuts. His arm was laying on what looked like the worst part of the scene, making me unable to see it, and I didn't know if I should've been thankful for it.
He had sat on the ground by laying on the wall and slowly slipping off. His head was tilted, resting on a dumpster... could that have been the source of the noise?
The need to scream 'NEVERMIND' and get the shit fuck out of whatever that was kept getting bigger and the one to be a hero was getting emptier. But sadly for everyone, it was not empty yet.
And just maybe, I wanted to see those dark brown eyes again...
Screw everything.
I cleaned the "red ropes" that turned out to be the bloodstains of this idiot that shows up bleeding to death on a Subway at 2 am, turned off the lights and closed an hour early. I exited through the backdoor and he was still there, which was good because I could help him, but at the same time bad because I felt he'd be the type to reject aid in any way. If he hadn't run away, he just couldn't. And that was bad. Really bad.
I got down on my knees, put on the plastic gloves I had kindly borrowed from the store, along with a first aid kit that was compulsory to have in there and shook him once. Twice. Thrice. He wouldn't wake up.
For a moment, I froze again. That's what I thought, I knew this guy. He had shown up several times asking for the missing soul that Jisung had turned to, with some blond boy with a deep voice and a strong accent. But never alone, never late at night, and most importantly, never bleeding.
"Hey," I murmured. I repeated myself, each time louder, but still gently. Suddenly I heard him groan, and I couldn't help but smile calmly for a second.
"What...?" His soft tone almost weakened me, but I knew deep down that he could pass out again any minute, and maybe I wouldn't be able to wake him up again.
"It's OK. I'll take care of this, my guy. You are a lucky bastard 'cause I know what I'm doing, but I need to take you elsewhere. I can't patch you up in this place. Can you stand up?"
He weakly moved his arm from above his torso and I saw the worst part of it. Let me tell you, those were some large cuts. Still, I refrained from expressing anything, no disgust nor pity. I knew that Brown Eyes was in a whole lot of pain and trouble, but he most likely knew that too.
"Whaddya think, can I?" He showed a weak yet sarcastic smile.
Son of a bitch. "That's my question here, smiley face. You either do so or you die due to blood loss in an alley behind a Subway." I smiled back.
He frowned and tried to get up, but failed and if I hadn't caught his arm mid-way and passed it over my shoulders for support, he would've fallen to the ground again. I took off the cloth I was wearing as a hairband and made him keep pressure on the biggest wound.
"It's only a couple of blocks away, on the street in front of us. Will you make it?" I asked, trying not to sound too worried. He simply started walking. I just hoped no one would see us.
I helped him walk till we arrived at the number four, with its red old hideous door, and I supported his weight as he slowly lay on the wall as I opened the door. As we walked he kept mumbling, saying nonsense, talking about some 'district nine' but when we entered the building he shut up, and I swear I heard a silent cry when he saw no elevator.
"Second floor. You got this."
The fact that he didn't answer, not even with a rude comment made me worry a bit more. We did the same thing at my apartment's door and I made him wait just a bit more, running inside and taking the oldest towels I could find and I made him lay down on the now covered couch.
Okay, it's just an almost-dead guy cut like sliced cheese on your sofa. You're a med student, and you work night shifts. You've dealt with worse.
As soon as he settled down, I saw a relaxed yet bothered expression on his face, and I felt a bit bad because of it, but I couldn't let him sleep, not yet.
"Stay awake, please. I need you awake, uh..."
"Kim... call me Kim," he said, almost in a whisper.
"This is going to hurt, Kim," I said in almost a sing-song voice. I was surprised to hear him sort of giggling.
"Not more than this already." His eyes were like tunnels, looking sunken, lost, looking as if someone had turned the lights off.
"Sorry beforehand..." I opened the first aid kit and sat on a stool that I took from the kitchen.
Gloves still on my hands, I took my now ruined and bloodstained cloth and nonchalantly ripped open what was left of his shirt, to see all the cuts. I counted five. The bleeding had already stopped, but I had to clean each wound on his torso and forearms so they wouldn't get infected. I took out sterile wipes and cleaned the three wounds that were on his torso. Fortunately for both of us, the cuts weren't deep enough, so no stitches were needed. I noticed every time he flinched, and for some reason, it pained me each time. I shook my head, trying to get whatever emotions out of the situation as I dashed to the kitchen and took a damp cloth and used it due to the lack of antiseptic I could use to clean the blood off his body. I then took clean gauze and wiped the wounds dry, and used a big sterile dressing to cover each.
"Hey, Kim. Kim, lean on me."
He shook his head slightly, looking confused.
"F-For what?"
For some reason, the question annoyed me.
"Support, dipshit. I need you to sit still now, so I can treat your forearms and finish up."
What else would I ask this shit for?
After I finished, the so-called Kim lay down and fell asleep almost instantly. I took a blanket from my room and quietly sat on the armchair in front of where he was.
The guy sleeping on my couch had five cuts and bruised knuckles.
I closed my eyes and let out a heavy sigh.
Next time, I'm packing up my crayons and leaving.
~Kats, who literally found this out of luck right after remembering that she writes a whole lot of shit to forget about it lol
#so?#should i make more?#stray kids scenarios#stray kids#stray kids x reader#kim seungmin#seungmin skz#mafia#hope you enjoy
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i swear to fuck i know how to draw shit that isn't turtles who are mutants and also ninja who live in the sewers of new york city
don't... don't fucking look at my backlog that's just more turtle fanart shitposts— dontlookatme
#hanging onto the lie i put to myself#that this is still my aRtBLog and not just a fanart space#leave me to my nest of shadows and half-truths#...still kicking myself over that fkkn concept#how was I to know An Elf and an Orc Had a Little Baby was gonna come out like... a few days later?#trials and tribulations of homebrewing#did it kill me when someone asked me if I was making a capricorn variant of the satyr? YES FFS#I just wanted a silly character background#My Mom a Satyr fucked my Dad a Mermaid#thatsthejoke.ppt#a long way to go just to reblog my old shit huh?#that's kalamansi on their horns
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How do you think Aldrich would speak? Is he rambling on philosophically like Aldia? Goofy and cryptic like Micolash? Is he flamboyant and manipulative like Shabriri?
I KNOW IT'S YOU @heraldofcrow !!!!!!!! There are only three people left that care about Aldrich: Tail does not send asks on anon, and I am literally right here, which only leaves YOU!
But yeah... He is the only of The Guys for whom we do not have any speech patterns reference, isn't he? I mostly come from the context and analysing characters' place and motivation in the story. Whereas Aldia is like Laurence and Micolash combined (affectionate), Aldrich is like Laurence and Micolash combined (derogatory)! THIS MAKES SENSE AND YOU KNOW IT OK!! He is of course less selfish than Laurence and Micolash in corruption, and past his epiphany about how the world is doomed anyways he wants to take people to the """better place""" (?) with him; be it by assimilating them into his body or be it by teaching them how to mingle with the horrors of the Deep on their own accord! I guess the 'still caring' aspect is just common Dark Souls thing, huh. BB guys just go 'fuck you plebs I'm out' fdshjsdhsd
I imagine Aldrich being giddy like Micolash, but with far more energy and genuine joy about his ramblings, however morally twisted, whereas Micolash feels completely lost in his madness and laser focus on reaching Kos, only acknowledging the Hunter because he is being hunted lol. Micolash feels very... sleepy, for a guy that spends his boss battle running, if this makes sense? Aldrich likewise emits strong excitement for what he witnessed but also wish to share it with allies and victims both. Whereas Laurence is revelling in how 'holy' and 'heroic' he is by doing things for humanity that no one else would dare, Aldrich would have less egotism about it and go more the 'don't worry guys I have a plan for us all you can trust me!' route. Less focus on how great he is and more focus on some twisted "reassurance" for everyone that everything will be alright.... that he secretly hopes would not work because people being scared and desperate is more fun for him 💀
I also have fun taking the line 'a right and proper cleric, only, he developed a habit of eating people' seriously, as in, he funny enough does try to be "good" despite what he's doing fdsdgfs That would mean not getting prideful, being generous and inviting, not holding grudges, all that. And all this comes naturally, he barely has to put an effort in it? He naturally smiles often, giggles between sentences and laughs off most of the unpleasant things, he gets smug but in a self-confident way, not in an insecure asshole way. It is just very hard to get to him, his self-esteem is as thick as his body I swear fdshdshfd Honestly, he'd be a very pleasant male mom friend (not to be confused with dad friend) in a way less insane setting? XDDD LISTEN I know it sounds weird, but you are a writer with a very strong intuition, you can probably paint the vivid picture from my (sorry) attempts at describing.. Actually, here are a few examples from when @val-of-the-north wrote his dialogue:
I absolutely love this vibe. Basically from time to time I ask Val to "talk" with me as a character that has no dialogue in canon, because Val is an actor (like, seriously) and always psyched for breathing more life into characters that never spoke in canon. Dude you should see how he depicted Sulyvahn and Alberich, I am still impressed so much, he's crazy good???? What we do is that I share the vision and very precise descriptions of what I imagine about the character (as what I literally just did above), and Val cooks according to my recipe as someone who actually knows how verbal communication works xd An autist and an actor the best team-up!!!!!!!!
I hope this helped though! (Use it to write a more unsettling shitpost skits if you want to fsdjsdfh)
#ask replies#dark souls#dark souls 3#aldrich devourer of gods#ds3 headcanons#crow I am flattered that you liked how I made aldia and shabriri sound like themselves as you've put it#but trust me I am an absolute cretin when I do not have even minimal canon dialogue reference#and in that case I ask Val for help#I am so nonverbal naturally that if I was allowed I'd communicate in animal noises what do you want XDDDD
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the adoption paperwork is still such a clusterfuck in the future (even in post-apocalypse where people ain't even seen the sun in years) it is much easier for a gay couple to travel back in time and take a child from a historical naval disaster
#no braincells just podcasts#dungeons and daddies#hyperfixation my beloved#i swear to fuck this isn't a shitpost
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I swear to god this really just happened to me, I was walking back from the grocery store with my wife and as we went to get onto the elevator in our apartment building these 3 muscular frat-bro looking guys in shorts and tank tops and flip flops got off the elevator loudly meowing at each other and continued doing it as they walked down the hallway.
I passed 3 random fratboy catboys. I swear to god this isn't a shitpost, this literally just happened to me in my real life.
what the fuck
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Hey everyone I promise I actually exist and am not skynet but yeah
I'm primarily t4t and also a switch. I have never really interacted with nsfw tumblr before so I have no idea what I'm doing besides the basic "obviously don't do that" kinda stuff. I'm also demisexual but like, sex favorable so sometimes if people are fucking near me I'll mainly just be joking about it. I'm poly but also not looking for partners on here
Things I'm definitely into: vanilla shit, minor bdsm, gore, some bondage, tit sucking, grinding, milking, breast expansion, body worship, praise, petplay (unless I'm like, actually shifting), biting, growling, slapping, cnc (mild stuff at the moment), dacryphilia (sexual and non-sexual), death play (in concept)
Things I'm thinking about/exploring/it's a maybe: shibari, intox, somno
Not interested: bodily fluids of any kind, extreme bdsm (i.e cbt and the like), anything to do with feet (can't even look at them most of the time), diapers, misgendering
I swear this isn't a shitpost blog I can just be mercilessly casual about this kinda thing. I might even post myself in an aesthetic attraction kinda way and in that case I'll tag it as such. I'm autosexual as fuck
I'll tag this post with the tags I'll use so you can navigate
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Aight y'know what since i'm probably the only mfer that actually posts in the celesgami tags anymore i guess it's time i be SUPER annoying about it (to all my followers who AREN'T danganronpa fans i am so sorry, also all the spelling errors in this are the result of me being extremely overtired)
(I spent 22 minutes on this fucking meme and i regret nothing)
They've literally had like, 3 interactions together in-game and i feel like they'd probably hate each other if it were more than that but they're literally fucking perfect for each other omg. I swear to fucking god the only good thing kanye west has done recently is makethe song gold digger exist so yhat i can get it stuck in my head and eventually becoem a celesgami shipper tf (thsi isn't the first time kanye got me ingo a dangan ship so i guess i shouldn/t be sirprised), i swesr this ship tops naegiri and saimatsu in terms of ships for me (and i fuckinh love naegiri and saimatsu despite thefact i haven't played dr v3 yet nor have i finished thh)
This ship luteralyy drug me back into the lana del rey phase i had when i was 14 all because someone on the shippinh wiki said they thought national anthem fit ghem it's that fucking powerful, i swear i've listened to that song like 10 tiems afetr i read that comment. Over the course of like a week i've been collecting songs that matched tye ship and most of them are just ines that i heard in fuckinh ship edits on youtube from 10 years ago :))))) like how tf wa s i a literal 2nd grader when tha dangan fandom was still new???? Thas crazy. Anyways, you'd be surprised hoe much set fire to yhe rain matches this ship i swear
Oh btw here's the original meme i based my shitpost on
#i got shit i need to do but fuck it. brainrot time babee#long post#danganronpa#danganronpa ships#celesgami#celestia x byakuya#danganronpa celestia#danganronpa byakuya#i wrote this while sleep deprived :)))#shipping#might make a part 2#capitalism is the best ship dynamic /j#danganronpa celeste#celestia ludenberg#byakuya togami#:))))))#rarepair#i'm so normal about them
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thinking about the multi-lingual headcanon’s so fun because it doesn’t need to apply to just Robin
Tharja gets so done with Frederick’s bullshitTM that she starts speaking only Plegian whenever he’s around just to mess with him.
Henry almost immediately joins in because he’s also done. Robin takes a bit more time, but eventually reaches the end of their rope and starts doing it too.
Frederick walks into the barracks? Tharja looks him directly in the eye and says something shitpost-worthy in Plegian that makes Robin and Henry do spittakes.
this spreads to the other Shepherds. Gaius knows some Plegian (enough to comfortably hold a conversation anyway) and joins the “passive-aggressively call Frederick out on his shit” club. the club ain’t Plegian-exclusive either. you speak Chonsinese, Valmese, ancient Archanean? sure, why not, you’re invited. can’t speak anything other than modern Ylissean? that’s cool, as long as you don’t condone/promote what Frederick does, you’re invited. and hey, free linguistic lessons!
Chrom and Lissa decide to dust off their old foreign language textbooks just so they can join in on the fun.
the Shepherds start to feel more comfortable speaking languages other than Ylissean around each other; people start learning other languages, and as they do so, about other cultures. eventually everyone celebrates the cultures they represent with everyone else.
tl;dr Tharja accidentally started a “fuck you, Frederick, we’re multilingual/multicultural now” club and everyone else is invited
(btw i don’t totally hate Freddy, but i also don’t feel bad about bullying him lol.)
the idea of Tharja spiting Fred by openly speaking Plegian in front of him. kinda spiraled woops
I do love the multi-lingual promise of the Shepherds, it's so under-utilized. We've got people from Plegia, Ferox, Valm, Chon'sin, Roseanne...being able to celebrate one anothers' cultures and languages really isn't explored enough. Picking up at least a few different words, like greetings or cheers and curses, let's be real, everybody's gotta be able to swear in as many languages as possible is something that should happen, without question, and I always want to see it.
I definitely see Tharja as the kind of person who would express her dislike of someone by shifting over to a language they don't understand, and Frederick is definitely someone who warrants that treatment in her book.
Henry, though...I can't see Henry expressing his dislike of people in sidelong ways. He's very direct: if he doesn't like you, he will make sure you know it, probably by hexing you. (He joins Tharja in the Plegian only because it's his native tongue and he'll answer in it when addressed on instinct -- and probably ask later why they switched over, not realizing it was a dig at Frederick).
Robin, while certainly vindictive, I can't see being that petty. As much as they dislike Frederick, they would insist on keeping the conversation in a language Frederick can understand for the sake of politeness. (As soon as Frederick's gone though they would absolutely trash talk the man in Plegian to blow off steam though because good gods Frederick drives them up the wall). When they're fully done with Frederick, they will tell him to his face, likely publicly, in a language Frederick knows so that he understand just how fed up Robin is and how unacceptable they find the great knight's behavior.
It's worth mentioning that Frederick does hold a position of power in the Shepherds -- he's not the Captain, but he generally seems to take charge of day-to-day affairs. Tharja couldn't care less if she pisses him off and gets scolded for it -- but other people, who do care about their position in the Shepherds and can't risk potential dismissal, might not be comfortable sticking it to him so brazenly. Sharing languages is one thing -- using them to spite someone in a position of power is another entirely, and could even be dangerous: Gaius, who has already been to prison and left branded as a thief, probably wouldn't want to take the risk despite his discomfort with Frederick's behavior.
Which is kind of a long way to say that I'm always a fan of the Shepherds embracing their multiculturalism, but I'm not really a fan of them using it in such a petty, spiteful campaign against someone, no matter how much he tends to deserve it for how prejudiced he is. It should instead be called out directly and dealt with.
#answered#bluescreenl#fire emblem: awakening#tharja is allowed to be petty and spiteful#it's in her nature and it's part of why i enjoy her character#petty spite doesn't fit all characters though#and personally i much prefer robin just reaching a breaking point#and telling frederick in no uncertain terms to fuck off#if chrom hadn't realized there was an issue before#he'd sure as hell recognize it when robin loses their cool
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wait pls elaborate on ur insta hate bc i so agree 😭
eughhehdhffhh where do I even start
okay no I know. let’s start with how everyone and their fatherfucking walrus is on there it’s like a goddamn cult. you are forced to feel the fomo when you don’t have an account because EVERYTHING happens on there but if you haven’t made one yet trust me do NOT do it. run while you still can. because the fomo of not being on shitstagram is only a sliver of the actual fomo you feel once you join the cult. it’s a neverending social hellscape that concentrates the worst most painful parts of the social experience unless you’re one of those super chill people with three super tight friends you’ve had for years and an even tighter rule of not letting anyone else on there it gets stressful as shit. and if you are I mean that’s great I’m glad that works for you but 1) im not sure how long that can last because you’re all not going to stay in one place your whole life and 2) as someone who’s been the new kid and not fit in anywhere my whole life I personally have always felt weird about hard defined groupism. and god instagram thrives on groupism.
people are fucking obsessed with taking pictures and posting them on instagram. whatever you do. and it’s the easiest way to get sucked into social pressure because however firm you are about your boundaries constantly seeing everyone else having fun without you does get to you. it’s like there’s almost no point doing things together unless you post about it at this point and I fucking hate it. the serotonin you get when someone tags you in a story or adds you on their close friends or whatever feels good yeah but it’s a TRAP. it’s like an MLM. you’re always going to exclude someone and be excluded and it becomes impossible not to start comparing and it honestly ruins normal fun experiences. one thing I’ve realized in college is parties are literally just for the taking pictures. I didn’t think I could hate parties more than I already did but I swear to god it’s a fucking curse. instagram fuels jealousy and insecurity like nothing else especially when you’re in a not very stable stage of life. I didn’t mind instagram as much in certain stages of high school because all my friends were losers (affectionate) like me and no one really posted about things like hangouts and we basically used it just to shitpost and like a sort of digital journal. in an environment like a new college where everything is slippery and undeveloped though it’s a breeding pool of insecurity and comparison.
and there’s the whole tagging culture and people will have these super exclusive private accounts and okay that's only the social aspect of instagram. it's very mentally exhausting when you don't have a clearly defined social circle - which like i said is pretty much impossible as a young adult unless you stay in one place for a long time and/or have a clique or something. instagram is inherently about social perception and projection and in my experience that's rarely a good thing because it isn't usually authentic. and it's coloured by what other people think in the worst way. especially when you're developing as a person and aren't 100% sure of who you are. you lose track of when you stop doing it for yourself. this is not even a third of my issues with it we need to get a speed on lol
I'm not going to get started on the reels and kind of content they have on there and shit because that is just going to become another uncontrollable rant lol. suffice to say it's an echo chamber of the same algo driven shit that literally warps your sense of reality and what is normal and it's not an easy perform to curate. it's essentially just the worst parts of whatsapp and tiktok lol. it literally rots your brain and it sucks that people predominantly use it to stay connected because whatsapp is better for that imo. the content is exponentially better and more diverse on youtube it's just. not worth it in any sense tbh
#ugh i need to study#this got a little bit out of control i could rant for two more hours on this but i will not#because i need to fucking study help 😭#but yeah. tumblr and youtube ftw#fuck instagram#whatever you use it for there is a better platform for the same thing i can guarantee#it literally rots your brain#anon (affectionate)
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