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skelinor · 1 year
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spunsugarmusings · 1 year
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Mun's Playlists Starter Sentences: Yandere Edition
From the mixed-up playlists of the creator of spunsugarmusings, here's a lyric starter meme based on the theme of yanderes. Trigger warnings for stalking, violence, kidnapping, murder, and blood. Change pronouns as necessary! Some of these songs DO contain gendered pronouns.
"Sweetheart, please don't yell at me."
"It really isn't hard to see the truth that's rotting underneath."
Do you really think I'm out of line tonight?!"
"If you play my game, she might just make it out alive!"
"I'm not asking much, just give me your heart and put no one else above me."
"Go on, say you love me!"
"Without you my life means nothing!"
"I'll always see behind your smoke and mirrors."
"I know you love me deep inside."
"You're simply caught up in her lie, so I will cut you free myself."
"If you still won't accept it, you're gonna regret it!"
"I will devour your soul and make you wholly mine, so that you will belong to me for the rest of time."
"I want you to know that I only do this out of love."
"You're creepy when you're kind."
"You'd kill for me?"
"I'm a doll in your hands."
"You chucked me out like I was trash, for that you should be dead!"
"They're keeping you away from me!"
"They made you blind, messed up your mind, but I can set you free!"
"I was meant to be yours."
"You were meant to be mine! I am all that you need!"
"Sure you're scared, I've been there!"
"Please don't leave me alone. You were all I could trust "
"I'm a collector of beautiful things."
"I capture and keep them and pin down their wings."
"She will be my most precious prize."
"I have collected a beautiful dream."
"Cutting you up will be so refreshing for me."
"Laughing gas can be so much fun!"
"I just feel the need to be getting a little of you and a lot of bloodletting."
"This is no orthodox beheading!"
"I'm all out of hurt, you used up all I've got!"
"Everything you do, I'm obsessed with you."
"I don't mean to scare you, but you're just so cute!"
"I wanna cut you up and put you in my oven just to bake."
"I'd love to wipe these other bitches out so it's just you and me."
"The thought of caring for anyone makes me want to scream."
"Should I be scared?"
"You were comforting and quiet, how did love become so violent?"
"Everything was so sweet, until you tried to kill me."
"You never seem to notice when I follow you home."
"Just know I'm not the sinister type."
"I murdered half the town and left you love notes on their headstones."
"You die like angels sing."
"I want you stuffed into my mouth."
"But love, I'd never hurt you."
"I was born only to share my love with you."
"You are mine and we will never be apart!"
"Do anything, I won't refuse! Just to prove I love you more, don't you see?"
"I will burn in the flame every trace of her name!"
"I'll make you see, force you to be in love with me externally."
"Can't you see, you belong to me?"
"Goodness you're bleeding, what a wonderful feeling!"
"Tasting your blood means I love you!"
"Do you wanna let me tie you to the back of my Ferrari?"
"Will you let me cut your head off if I tell you that I'm sorry?"
"You're mine and I'm yours! If I'm sick, you're the cure!"
"I can't be sorry when her ending was overdue."
"Don't wanna come on strong, but babe, my patience is nearly gone."
"The only one worthy to be with you's me."
"When I'm done there won't be anybody left to stand between you and me."
"You'll be my local hero, you'll be my role model, and don't fail me now."
"I'm your biggest fan, it's so good to finally meet you!"
"Don't you think I deserve better after all that we've been through?"
"I will love you liked you died a martyr for me."
"Don't look so shocked, it's not the way I planned it!"
"Don't you fight back!"
"This'll hurt less if you just submit!"
"They don't know you, not like I do."
"One day you will learn to love me."
"One day you will thank me, you'll see."
"If I can't have you, no one can."
"Only you and I were meant to be forever."
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chaotic-on-main · 1 year
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☆\\ Where I'd take AoT characters on a date IRL HCs:
(may or may not have based these off of places I’ve been to before and things I've done. also every one of these are to be assumed to be over the age of 21)
↓ Marco, Armin, Sasha, Eren, Levi, & Hange ↓
➳ Marco
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➤ I’d take him bowling
➤ he’d be very adamant to pay for everything
➤ he'd spend a lot of time trying to find the perfect ball
➤ offers to help me after my 5th gutter ball in a row, even though he’s not very good at it either
➤ with his help, I'm able to hit the pins at least and when I look back at him with a big smile after knocking down 2 pins, “Marco!! Did you see that?! You helped me do that!!” - he would get so nervous and bashful
➤ when he ends up getting an accidental strike, I’d give him a very enthusiastic kiss on the cheek
➤ His face is beet red for the rest of the night. (just imagine those freckles, I'm crying)
➤ neither of us break 100 points but we laugh about it anyways and applaud each other for trying
➤ we'd spend some time in the attached arcade after our lane time is up
➤ he's not very fond of the violent games but he did indulge me with one Mortal Kombat game in which I won purely by being the better button masher
➤ he has a lot of fun with the strategic games though, and even ends up winning enough tickets to get that massive plushy hanging off the wall behind the prize counter that I've been staring at the whole time
➤ afterwards we'd go get greasy food and milkshakes at the diner in town, 90s grunge music plays in the background
➤ I sneak my debit card to the waitress to pay when he's not looking
➳ Armin
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➤ I'd take him to an aquarium
➤ he absolutely info dumps on every creature we see
➤ he refuses to let go of my hand the whole time as we walk
➤ at one point he just wants to sit at a bench and stare up at one of the largeest tanks in the building, and we do in comfortable silence
➤ he laughs at my enthusiastic behavior when it’s time to see the sharks and penguins
➤ a kid comes bounding up next to us and starts blabbering about how pretty the fishies are and Armin will lean down and start pointing to specific ones and informs the very wide-eyed child of what they are
➤ I'd watch him with heart eyes the whole time he spoke
➤ I buy him a little stuffed octopus from the gift shop (that his bed is never seen without after this)
➤ he gifts me a small necklace with a little silver conch shell, his face is SO pink
➤ “I-I got you s-something too.”
➤ we’d take a walk down in the park next to the aquarium which just so happens to be by a river
➤ the sun is just starting to set so oranges and pinks are dusting the sky and reflecting off the calm water
➤ we get an ice cream cone from a vendor off the path
➤ I’d get cotton candy whereas Armin finds delight in sea salted caramel
➤ still holding hands of course, and if I pull away for anything, even to get a napkin out of my purse, he whines
➤ the night ends with some stargazing on the dewy grass of the park, both of our arms pointed to the sky as we talk about the stars, our hopes, our dreams, and everything in between
➳ Sasha
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➤ I'd take her out to a Brazilian Steakhouse
➤ she'd never heard of them before so the moment I told her the concept of the restaurant, she already had drool down her face
➤ she makes the cost absolutely worth it because she packs away so much meat
➤ We would laugh the whole meal because we'd talk about our favorite weekly memes that popped up on our social medias
➤ we’d go axe throwing after dinner to blow off some steam, which is just a short walk from the restaurant since we’re downtown
➤ she’s getting a couple bullseyes (not a lot though, they’re mainly accidental) and doesn’t hold back her laughter when I utterly fail at even getting the axe to stick
➤ when I do manage to hit the wood and it sticks, she’s screaming so loudly in praise that the people next to us are eyeing us with dirty looks
➤ on the way back to the car, we run across one of those city fountains that spray water straight up from the ground (like for kids but more elegant) and out of pure mischief I shove her straight into a water stream getting her soaked
➤ she pulls me in and then we’re chasing each other through the water while screaming in laughter
➤ we’re dripping wet by the time we make it back to the car but luckily, I come prepared for anything
➤ it’s 11pm by the time we end up finishing our shenanigans
➤ “Taco Bell??” “Fuck yeah.”
➤ our stomachs are so sore from laughing so much
➳ Eren
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➤ I’d take him to a rage room
➤ I’m not surprised to see how much pent-up aggression he needed to let out, but he is surprised by mine
➤ everything in the room has no mercy between the two of us
➤ once he’s over the initial shock of “smol but angy”, we’re both cackling like maniacs as we beat the shit out of the car sitting in the center of the room
➤ “Is that all you got!?” “Not in the slightest, Jaeger, watch this!!”
➤ Eren pays for another 30 minutes us because we’re just having so much fun
➤ the room is a chaotic mess by the end of it
➤ when we’re done with that, we’d grab dinner at a pub just down the street
➤ drinks will be had, him a beer and me a fancy ass cocktail that’s stronger than his by a landslide
➤ we’d be having loud drunken conversations about something stupid, probably work related
➤ his cheeks are just so flushed as he stares at me rambling about something going on in the world
➤ “What are you looking at?” “Nothing of importance.” He smirks. “Fuck you.”
➤ he plays the loudest death metal I have ever heard on the way home
➳ Levi
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➤ I'd take him home (hear me out)
➤ we'd make a home cooked meal together, something cozy and comforting
➤ maybe it's a recipe that his mom loved to make for him
➤ there’s soft lo-fi jazz playing in the background and the sun is setting just outside the kitchen window
➤ he loves to cook, like me, so we'd work well in the kitchen together.
➤ it takes longer than the recipe states because I'm slow as fuck when it comes to moving around in the kitchen but he would be so patient with me (not without his dry retorts though and me shooting daggers at him, all in light fun)
➤ “Those potatoes could peel themselves faster than you.” “Shut up.”
➤ When chopping onions, I'd be a puffy-eyed mess but he wouldn't even bat an eye
➤ matter of fact, his knife work is impeccable, and I’d have him on cutting duty
➤ eating together consists of comfortable silence and meaningful stares
➤ after dinner, he'd demand that I go sit while he handwashes all of the dishes as well as wipe down all of the counters (which I do without complaints though I still ask “Are you sure you don’t want help?”)
➤ when he's done, he'll come over with some dessert tea and we'll watch a movie or show together snuggled up on the couch
➤ sleepy forehead kisses as I nod off and he stays up half paying attention to the movie
➳ Hange
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➤ I'd take them to a science museum center
➤ it's one of those interactive museums with the water features and outdoor activities
➤ Hange gets so giddy at the chemistry section
➤ they’d spend an ungodly amount of time at the physics station
➤ the system they made with the gears and tools provided is way too complex for me to understand but I am proud of them nonetheless
➤ even though most of the science discovery museums are catered to children, they are the most excited and happy one there
➤ there was a moment where they almost pushed a kid aside to gawk at something, but I grabbed their arm in time
➤ I’d have to physically stop them from buying everything at the giftshop
➤ we’d get pizza for lunch (a little Unspoken Words might have made its way in this)
➤ Hange is rambling on about some sort of experiment they would have made had the science center had the resources, a wicked gleam in their eyes as they talk
➤ “I’m just saying, if they ditched the construction paper and used real, raw materials, it would be even better.” “Hange, that’s not safe for kids.” “Who said it would be for the kids?”
➤ we’d go for a drive around town for a while with the windows down and music is cranked as high as possible as the sun sets in the rearview mirror
➤ the shared playlist we made makes no fucking sense
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theghostofashton · 8 months
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fic stats meme
thank you for the tags @chaotictarlos and @reyesstrand <3
rules: give us the links to your fic with the most hits, second most kudos, third most comments, fourth most bookmarks, fifth most words, and fic with the least words. (only doing LS fics for this)
most hits: you saw the truth in me
TK Strand. He’s been asked to train TK Strand. He almost didn’t believe it, when he opened his inbox on Monday morning. He had to read Nancy Gillian’s email three times before it started to sink in. TK Strand is making his return to acting after five years, and he’s been asked to train him for the role. Anyone who doesn’t know TK Strand is living under a rock. His story will go down in pop culture history as one of the biggest falls from grace this industry has seen in years. Hollywood’s golden boy, years of good press and praise heaped onto him for his talent, his charisma, his massive heart, all thrown away after a failed engagement and drug-fueled bender broke headlines. Or, Carlos is a celebrity personal trainer, and lapsed actor TK Strand is his new client.
second most kudos: the hiding out is done
TK reaches for one of his hands and presses two fingers to the base of his wrist. “Your pulse is racing, baby. What’s going on?” “It’s-” He cuts himself off, searching for the words but coming up dry. How is he supposed to tell TK he just dreamt about his own death? How is he supposed to break his heart like that? Or, the nightmares haven't let up and Carlos is at his limit.
third most comments: support beams bend and break
It doesn’t feel fair. It doesn’t feel fair that he has to go through all this just because some guy decided to play a stupid prank. Because he cared about his job, cared about finding that woman and baby that were being abused. He doesn’t think it’s fair that everything hurts this much when he just wanted to do the right thing. He just wanted to help that woman, to make sure she and her child were safe. Only she and her child never existed, and he fell right into their trap. He’s so mad he’s seeing red. And he knows he shouldn’t be. He knows the anger is useless. He knows it won’t do anything for him. He knows he just needs to get past this, just put it behind him, but he can’t. He can’t move on. He doesn’t know how. He doesn’t know how to not feel this. or, a missing scene from 3x11
fourth most bookmarks: now and forever
“I know,” he says. “I don’t know how I got so lucky.” “You found a man that loves you,” she says. “You have so much love to give, Carlitos, and you’ve found someone who loves you just as much. That’s not luck, that’s the journey. Learning and loving and letting life bring you everything it has to offer.” The journey. Their journey, which has been full of twists and turns, ups and downs, life throwing just about everything at them. Their journey, which has been so hard at times but so rewarding, at others, so full to the brim with joy and laughter and warmth that it feels like a dream. He’s never been able to wake up from it, and he never wants to. or, the dinner (and more)
fifth most words: until we laugh again (technically the hiding out is done but in the interest of not repeating too much)
He keeps playing the phone call over in his head. Paul handing him the phone, his dad listing off Kendra’s symptoms, the panic that shocked his whole body when Owen said he was starting rescue breaths. He should’ve expected it. He knows his dad well enough to know that if there’s something he can do to save someone, he will. No matter what. Even if it could mean losing his own life in the process. TK shudders, squeezing his eyes shut. He doesn’t want to think about that. He really, really doesn’t want to think about that. or, the aftermath of a second failed game night.
least words: support beams bend and break
i'll tag @sanjuwrites @carlos-in-glasses @bonheur-cafe @lightningboltreader @paperstorm and leave an open tag for anyone else that wants to join!
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insecateur · 1 year
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Best french meme ?
i have a soft spot for "mer il et fou" altho it is very dated at this point but it is genuinely the first thing i think of when i think "french meme"...
for text-based memes i do like "puceau moi? serieusement ^^" it's a classic for a reason and also i think it's very funny to parody. which is why it's my bio on the lysandre daily account
"bébou est-ce que tu me gnok" i guess isn't really text-based but it does not get old. it has probably gotten old for a lot of people but it hasn't for me.
another old one ofc is okamari no suzoki...
(adding a cut for pictures in the rest of my answer)
if i had to name the best picture-wise i would say maybe this one. it never fails to make me laugh
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in that same category i can name two more i also like a lot
this one
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and ofc this one... absolument iconique
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I GUESS THIS ISN'T REALLY "BEST FRENCH MEME" AND IS JUST A LIST OF FRENCH MEMES I LIKE but yeah. i also like that thing where you add "ent" at the end of things related to lgbt topics. les lesbiennent. (x) est à nouent. etc
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isabellehemlock · 2 years
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sun, moon, 4H ☀️🍀🌙
Hi Hayls! 🥰 Thank you for the ask and brace yourself for long answers under the break lol:
Sun: five things you like about yourself
Oh, uh, well hopefully I do not come across as braggy but um some things I like about myself are:
Mentally I'm often a playful spirit but emotionally, I'm an old crone lol.  I'm basically JVN vibes but Karamo levels of "let's talk feelings and figure out how to help each other feel seen and loved."  But also, "here are catboi memes."
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^^ me, at my husband lol, but also . . .
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That I'm genuine.  I really do mean well.  I really do want to encourage people and see them blossom.  Now, of course I'm only human, I fail, and sure some people take advantage of this - but that's more on them then me, and I'm going to try to be a source of warmth and joy wherever I can be.
That I'm willing to put in the work to always keep in mind that this is a journey.  That I do not, nor will I ever, have all the answers - that even though I am aware that I can never please everyone and offend no one all the time, I really will try to be open to hearing feedback, process and see what is meant for me to grow with, and hopefully move forward to be an inclusive presence in shared spaces.
That I'm secure in who I am as a person, the core points of myself.  I do not require the validation of those around me about these things to maintain them.  Nor, do I think what works for me, is for someone else.  But yeah, lol if I was solely here for like popularity points I wouldn't disclose my age, marital status/parenthood, nationalities, religious affiliation, sexual orientation, shipping/reading preferences, and/or make fandom content.  I don't share those things for any other reason outside of me being comfortable sharing them, and I genuinly enjoy hearing what brings others joy.  It's just one way to connect with others, nothing more, nothing less.
I take my responsibilities seriously (I hustle a lot yo - I never do anything half assed) but I don't take *myself* seriously.  I want to have fun where I can, while I can, because I got a lot of heavy things with chronic health issues, not only with myself but with other family members as well, so yeah, outside of meetings and doctors appointments and calls and errands . . . I just want to have fun and laughs 😎  And bond with people via lovely long convos about what makes them tick ❤️
Moon: do you suppress your feelings?
Lol allow me to share a Nicky meme for this one
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not sure who to credit since I saved it forever ago but if someone knows don't hesitate to share and I'll be happy to edit with credit
I.E. so yeah, basically plenty.  Even when I share a lot about what's going on in my life, I actually am very hesitant to share how I'm *feeling* about the events.  Part of it's my Scorpio vibes, part of it is trauma 🙃
I've just had too many definitive statements made at me based on false assumptions or due to someone's toxic behavior (in either direction of "this is how you feel" to "no, that's not how you feel" without sigh, ever just aksing me "how are you feeling?"). Anyways because of that, I have to be reallllly close with someone, over time, to feel safe to share anything outside of "happy."
4H: which relatives are you closest with?
I think hands down my husband.  On the surface level we appear on opposite ends of the spectrum personality wise and all that - but we have the same moral compass, and agree on just about everything (what we want out of life, parenting, etc).  But most importantly we know we are safe to say "no" to one another in all areas, that there's room for discussion, that we can encourage each other along our individual journeys, all the while knowing we are a team.  I love him your honor.
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kyrodo · 27 days
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Ah yes "painfully clear". I remember how much you would zero in on any wording like that and perceive it as an active threat worth taking action on and not the intent to rant more about it or live in such a way that if you were to check up on me you would feel regret. Instead you see it as a threat that someone would come after you. I also recall you constantly felt like your family would actually try to kill you but seeing as I haven't seen how things actually are firsthand, I sincerely doubt your fears were legitimate. And given you had to spy on me to finally fuck right off, I think I'm right.
My rants trying to get over my feelings for you, trying to ensure you would never try to interact with me again so all the shadowing would come to an accelerated halt, no you the very person who claims to value intent over strictly worded context see only the meaning that served as a reason to take action. You find whatever context serves you best and that is why I hate the way you communicate so much.
I am not like Red. I don't share his indirect and slow approaches to diplomacy. I am the awful person who posts things out in the open that, if it were possible, should probably remain in private channels. I like to talk about my day on the Internet. I like to express thoughts and feelings I'd rather have someone read rather than keep them inside. And especially back then when I used imagery and poetry and loose synonyms to express how I feel as my own adaptation of your memes, or when I was favoriting things based on search tags and not whether or not I actually cared about what was in those posts, my intent and wording was not strict. My "threats" were expressions of emotion, the intent that this was finally over, and that I would not be cooperative in trying to reinstate another attempt to interact with you. But your friends were not satisfied with leaving things as is even though if they chose to leave things as is at that point it would have been over. They wanted to act on spite, they wanted to ensure I would not get off that easy because I had hurt you emotionally even though this happens to people all the time and nothing makes you special other than the fact that you can't be responsible or mature enough to fuck off when you're overdue.
I had tried and failed multiple times to act on your subtext and try to be closer to you, there was no reason for me to try again other than the fact that your friends wanted to harass me as an act of revenge. I even stated out loud the definition of insanity is trying the same thing and expecting different results but I was pressured into doing it again anyway just for laughs. In a perfect world I would have friends that would take us on trips to furcons and room with us or hang out with us to do board games or whatever, but I'm not that desperate. I'm not desperate enough to want a group of friends who engage in going after every petty grievance with extreme prejudice, or go to elaborate lengths to make someone's life miserable for things that people would normally just deal with and move on. And me watching like a hawk after things were ideally over over, that should have just been the expectation and it would have stopped at some point on its own without your "help". My heart was broken but you didn't give any fucking time to actually get over it, you just wanted some kind of immediate satisfaction through retribution. If people could get over things and erase someone from memory as fast as it would have taken to avoid seeing the aftermath subtext pointing my way the world would be a much better place but it doesn't fucking work like that. At any point you could have chose to let things settle and you chose to attack.
Kay, Omi, BelleDraco they would never do anything that ridiculously petty. Those were the people I hung out with the most before we met. None of them are even remotely capable of pulling off or making the same stupid choices your friends did. I don't know if it's a guy thing or what but stay out of my fucking atmosphere.
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pluviacuratio · 3 months
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@hifimuses whispered: 💿 Ms. Joke
MEME // send me a 💿 and i'll shuffle my music and write a starter based on the first song i get!
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{ ♪ } -- "I took an arrow to the heart!"
She giggled at the woman in front of her, hands moving to rest on Emi's hips. She never failed to relax in the presence of her girlfriend, feeling as if something was being set right. It had long since become obvious that the lovely Ms. Joke had no need to use her quirk on the doctor. Bella found herself laughing easily no matter what. There were always jokes that went over her head, but that didn't seem to be a problem. Most of the time, realizing it had gone over her head wound up making her giggle and snort all over again.
It was nice to feel like her sillier side was being encouraged, too. Arabella dealt with so many deadly serious situations that sometimes it became hard to find the urge to be silly that way, no matter if it would help her or not. Still.
"The party doesn't seem to be crumbling even in the face of cheesy love devclarations. So... shall we dance the night away, lovely?'
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silvcrignis · 11 months
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📂 📂 📂 📂 📂 📂 📂 📂 📂 📂 📂 📂 📂 📂 📂 📂 📂 📂 📂 📂 📂 📂 📂 📂
{Meme}: SEND “📂“ FOR A RANDOM YET COMPLETELY USELESS HEADCANON I HAVE {x} 24 folders? Aight bet.
1.) 📂 Claude Frollo has REALLY hairy arms... Like no idea why & they are indeed the hairiest part of his body excluding y'know... His hair. The arm hairs are still platinum blonde. 2.) 📂 Claude's eyebrows are also still platinum blonde. 3.) 📂 Keira Black & her ex husband the Metatron both share the weird laugh after good sex quirk. 4.) 📂 Alaine's middle name "Claudine" was actually her birthname because her mother Alana Triton was a lil obsessed with Claude at the time. Her twin brother Amadis got the Claude II treatment... Claude amended both the shits the very second he could, he had to SAVE those kids. 5.) 📂 Sanderson le Fay really enjoys spoons? Just finds them really funny & somewhat fascinating... No idea why.
6.) 📂 Lord Hades (my regular one not the Disney based one, yes I know it's confusing I have two it's a long ass story) wears band human tees for the comfort & aesthetic but he is a poser & does NOT listen to most of the said bands he displays on them. 7.) 📂 SG & Sam both are left-handed. Not sure which twin copied which honestly. 8.) 📂 Keira's full name is so wild Demetra never ever allowed Marcus to name a child again. If you're an S/O of hers you're only finding out what her actual full name is after you married her. She has 3 fucking middle names & knows not what she's done to deserve such a thing. 9.) 📂 Bram Stoker honestly never is recognised as THE Bram Stoker in public usually until he makes a really specific joke about the book Dracula. 10.) 📂 Speaking of Dracula. Marcus Black was the vampire who turned him. They still talk sometimes. 11.) 📂 Marcus Black also invented chess. He was bored one day. Though a lot more people have beaten him at it than expected though he's always a good sport about. He did not invite checkers. According to him we have the werewolves to thank for that. 12.) 📂 Lucaevar Hill can do the same weird shoulder popping thing his mother Keira does. Freaks Jaime the fuck out sometimes he's just like "Son wtf???" 13.) 📂 Terran Rickman has a SUPER fiaxtion on shuffleboard. He loves that shit. Honestly I can support it, it's a fun game. 14.) 📂 The most popular game on the Isle of the Lost was Twister? Whenever a bunch of villains on Trash Island were bored & hanging out together without fail one of them would be like "Hey I have a game of Twister with me." & that's all they HAD to say. Jamie Hook was NEVER ever allowed to do left hand anything for obvious reasons.
15.) 📂 Maleficent Faire's staff can stay upright without her holding it. She has that good strong magic.
16.) 📂 Lord Chernabog is as his tiltle "The Lord of Night" implies much more active at night. His oldest kid Nyx inherited that from him... Probably because her mother is the same way.
17.) 📂 Severus Snape's eyes are bizarrely light sensitive. Specifically sunlight or artificial lights that are too bright. Thank GOD most of his time is spent in torchlight.
18.) 📂 Demetra Black, Morgana le Fay & Hecate were the three witches Macbeth saw in the woods. They weren't really serious about their prophecy either they were just having a laugh & he self fulfilled it. Morgana felt real bad about him going crazy. The other two? Not so much.
19.) 📂 Merlin le Fay's gun is registered. Surprisingly. Considering he is a crazy man who RARELY follows the laws of morality much less the law in legality.
20.) 📂 Claude Frollo has broken MULTIPLE gavels on his paternity court show... Some of the people testifying REALLY get under his skin & he is REALLY strong. Gotdam~
21.) 📂 Morpheus Sadik once lied about having Alaine's name tattooed in his asshole & people immediately believed him. Her name is tatted on him but it is not in his Sandy lil b-hole he's just dumb.
22.) 📂 None of the lizards Victor Granite has tosssed into Claude's hair have ever been hurt... Also they love it there, they have the time of their little scaly lives frolicking about in there.
24.) 📂 Claude Frollo hates Furries passionately but there are only TWO other groups of people who can similarly draw his ire. The Catholicism kinkers... & surprisingly... MIMES? He's a proud Frenchie so I have n o idea why he hates mimes but he does. He shares this passionate irrational hatred of mimes with Keira Black so AT LEAST a friendship & marriage came out of that united spite I guess???
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"Cheeto" - cc!wilbur x gn!reader
Warnings: caps, yelling Words: 198 Pronouns: you/your Summary: just some cute fluff based off of the ylyl meme we all know
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Wilbur and Tommy were fighting. Again.
"Will, I didn't mean to mess up your stream! You've got to believe me!" Tommy was running around the room, trying to avoid getting tackled.
Your boyfriend was practically hunting the younger blond boy, making him scream every time Wilbur got too close. You were just laughing, just on your computer as the chaos unfolded around you.
"Y/N HELP ME!!!" Tommy screamed, just narrowly managing to avoid Wilbur again. "DO SOMETHING!"
You frantically opened a tab on YouTube and started projecting your computer screen onto the living room TV.
"Y/N," WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Tommy shrieked. "STOP MESSING AROUND ON YOUTUBE!!!"
"Shut up," you mumbled. "I'm helping you."
Then, it was set up. Finally.
"Will, look at the screen."
He paused, giving Tommy a chance to rest as he paused to look at the video you were projecting onto the screen
You quickly pressed play.
There was the cheetah, its face close to the camera.
"Cheeto," the person behind the camera said.
Wilbur doubled over in laughter, completely forgetting his conflict with Tommy.
"The power of 'Cheeto' never fails," you smiled, smiling at Tommy who silently mouthed a 'thank you'.
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Interesting Encounters
Corpse Husband *& Reader (Female)
Warnings: Swearing, Mentions of Paranoia and Fear of Invasion of Privacy
Genre: FLUFF, Humor, RPF (Real Person Fic)
Summary: Corpse has an interesting run-in with his regular delivery girl, having the chance to talk to her for the first time despite her having been delivering to his door for months. It’s a big step in overcoming his anxiety and paranoia when talking to strangers.
Requested by Anon. Hi darling! Thank you so much for your wonderful request! Hope you come across the final product of your request and give it a read and if so I hope you like it! Sorry for the wait, I hope it was worth it though! Love, Vy ❤
It’s a regular Monday morning, close to 10AM and Corpse’s face is practically glued to the sound editing app he’s downloaded, playing around with some cool effects to add to his voice in the background of the new song he’s been working on. He hasn’t been able to sleep a wink thanks to the immense excitement, not that he would’ve been able to regardless, but the tune and the lines have been stuck in his head all throughout the weekend and he knows they’ll be bothering him until he turns them into something other people will be able to listen and give an opinion on as well. So far he’s done plenty of work but there’s plenty more to go until it’s done. He’s at that point he usually needs feedback and wants to ask for it but would rather not to avoid either too harsh judgement or fake praise.
He slides the headset off, deciding to take a break for the sake of his sanity before he drives himself to insanity with the intensity of his focus on this new piece. His brain just so conveniently sends him a reminder that his groceries are probably waiting for him outside the door. He has, as of the last half a year or so, had someone deliver his groceries to him to avoid trips to the grocery store with both the whole pandemic situation and the growth of following which translates to growth of the risk of him getting recognized. That’s the main reason - and maybe the only one - as to why he doesn’t interact with the people who deliver to him either. He always gives his delivery person the instruction to leave whatever he’s ordered at the doorstep and if it’s not takeout to not even ring the doorbell. 
That being said, the deliverer of his groceries doesn’t ring the doorbell to give him the kind reminder to be responsible, but luckily he hasn’t forgotten to collect them yet in the six months he’s been practicing this delivery technique.
Going to the front door and looking out of the peephole, he confirms there are several full plastic bags waiting to be picked up on the mat. With the person who brought them not in sight, Corpse unlocks the door and steps out to bring in the groceries for the week. Taking them to the kitchen, he unpacks the goods in the three bags. At first glance he would’ve been fooled, seeing as how it seems that all he has ordered is there. But, each Monday, he receives exactly four bags of groceries. One is missing. He rolls his eyes thinking he didn’t see it outside and left it there while he was hurriedly collecting the rest so he gets up to go grab it real quick.
While in the meantime...
Y/N looks through the remainder of bags in her minivan, making a route in her head for what roads and shortcuts she can take to deliver the last of the groceries to the respective homes they need to be taken to. Upon looking through them, however, she sees a bag labeled ‘MM’ that she uses short for ‘Mystery Man’, aka the guy who never opens the door to greet her whenever she delivers him anything. She works for several delivery services such as takeout, groceries, clothes even and has delivered to that apartment hundreds of times but has never met the resident, giving her the right to call him Mystery Man, aka ‘MM’.
“Ah, shit.“ She mumbles under her breath, realizing she failed to grab the fourth bag when on her way up to MM’s apartment.
Coming to terms with the fact that she’ll have to lose another five minutes going back up to his floor, she grabs the bag and takes off running back inside the building and up the stairs, deciding it would be quicker than taking the elevator.
Just as she arrives to the floor, heading straight for the door, it opens, freezing her in her tracks as her eyebrows shoot up.  At the doorstep stands a guy with an eye patch who looks more surprised and maybe even a little terrified than her. Taking in that Mystery Man is not such a mystery anymore, she returns to her professionalism, remaining at a distance and outstretching the hand holding the bag towards him.
“Sorry, forgot to drop this one off as well, I’m a bit all over the place today.“ She says in her most professional voice.
Corpse too regains his composure and takes the handed bag from Y/N gloved hand. Before he can think twice about it he says, “Thanks, uh...”
“Y/N.“ She says, “I’ve delivered to you countless times, it’s funny you don’t know my name but it’s to be expected since I’ve never seen you. This would be a good time to tell me your name so I don’t have to call you Mystery Man anymore.“ She laughs, cutting her own laughter off barely a second later when she realizes what she’s said, “Oh, fucking shit...”
Corpse chuckles, clear amusement in the sound, “Mystery Man? Interesting, interesting. If I ever become a superhero I’ll make sure to pick that name.” He fails to even pay mind to the fact that he’s spoken a lot more than he’d usually feel comfortable with.
Y/N laughs a little awkwardly, rubbing the back of her neck, “Yeah, sorry about that. I promise to come up with a better one if you’re not willing to tell me your real one. Like....Pirate, for example?” she suggests, raising her shoulders.
He can’t help but let out a laugh, “You’d be surprised, but my name is not so far from your mark. It’s, um....” He’s not looking forward to the judgmental look or the questions he might receive in response to his statement but he succumbs to the expected disappointment, “My name’s Corpse.”
Surprisingly, she just smiles - a smile he cannot see due to the surgical mask she’s wearing but the crinkle at the corners of her eyes gives it away. “Cool! Well, I better get going then.”
Just as she turns to head for the elevator this time, seeing as she’s still out of breath from the run up the stairs, Corpse gets an idea he’d probably not be too fond of if he gave himself time to think it over. Which is exactly why he didn’t.
“Hey!“ He calls after her, gaining her attention immediately, causing her to turn around, “You got a minute? I need a little help with something...“
Y/N’s eyebrows raise a little, a moment before she shrugs her shoulders, “Meh, I’m already behind schedule, what’s an extra minute gonna do?” And just like that, they strut their way back towards his apartment.
He can’t help but chuckle, taking the opportunity to crack a joke, “This is how people often get killed. You don’t just walk into a stranger’s apartment like that.”
She scoffs as she passes the threshold, “Believe it or not, you can learn a lot about a person based on the groceries they buy. And trust me buddy, you’re not a murderer.” Earning herself a laugh and a nod with that remark, she continues, “You do appear to be an artist with all the cheap food you’re buying though.”
Corpse laughs yet again, a hint of nervousness is sensed in his laugh this time around though, “Yeah, well, I don’t know if you’re still gonna call me an artist when you hear this song I’ve been working on. Not even out of the box yet.”
Y/N stops in her tracks, “Well, well, well, aren’t I honored to be one of the lucky people hearing this before its release.”
“The first hearing it before its release.“ He corrects her with a pointed look, not missing the excitement that arose in her eyes.
“Let’s hear it then!“
Of all the friendship stories that exist, no one can say this ain’t a unique one.
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After the heartache of the Volume 8 finale, I would like to return to a happier point in the show and suggest some memes/jokes that I like to think the students at Beacon would have had. More closely inline with the RWBY Chibi-verse, than the actual show - where Nothing Bad Ever Happened.
"Who's child is this?" being used to refer to Ruby - the youngest student at Beacon - when she's left unsupervised and/or doing something odd.
"I'd let Glynda punish/whip me for one corn chip."
Every now and again "Missing - Have you seen this person?" posters for Professor Peach will pop up around campus. No one knows who it is that keeps making them.
Vomit Boy candids being taken and shared any time Jaune is Suffering™️ on some form of transport.
The Great One plush of Pyrrha exists in-universe... and becomes the go-to prize for any stupid competition between the students. There's at least a dozen of these dolls on campus now, owned by various people and won as "spoils of war."
There's a dedicated chalkboard in the combat room for tallying how many times Nora has launched someone into the stratosphere. Notable mentions are listed on the board alongside her of other people who have achieved this feat - including Yang, Yatsuhashi, and Glynda.
(She launched both Port and Oobleck one day when they kept annoying her. Sometimes, their screams can still be heard if you listen closely enough.)
"There's that old guy again..." "Oh, shopkeep? Yea, he's everywhere. Don't think too much about it."
This leads to "Don't think too much about it." becoming something of a slogan for every time anything unusual happens.
"Candy canes, kids! One for Sun Wukong, one for Yang Xiao-Long, ooh four for Coco Adel, you go Coco!"
"I--"
"Andnoneforweissschneebye~"
Team STRQ having something akin to legend status at Beacon, whispered in hushed voices for fear and reverence of their names. There's a war between the students regarding team JNPR as their successors vs. the students who insist JNPR are not anywhere near worthy of such a title.
"How many team CRDLs does it take to beat Pyrrha?"
Blurry fancam-style videos of the Qrow vs. Winter fight out in the courtyard being traded around like baseball cards with other students. Some try and manufacture a "rematch" of this with the materials they've got - trying to get Ruby and Weiss to fight each other. 
That weird sing-song "HellOooOo~" that Yang sometimes does being mimicked by everyone. And I mean everyone.
Any time there's a significant lull in conversations or classes, someone often asks "Why are we here?" which never fails to make everyone in the vicinity groan.
"Ozpin is compensating for something" jokes about his office chair - including at least one popular response being "it's the war crimes", without them knowing just how accurate they actually are.
"On a scale of Ren-Nora, how excited do you want me to be?"
"Ladies Love Lavender" referring to Lisa Lavender having her own in-universe fandom mostly comprised of women. (Lavender being associated with lesbians irl, and I just think this would be funny.)
The sight of Ren just picking up and carrying Nora away from something is so commonplace that other people start doing it to their friends when they Need To Stop.
"Why is Blake's bow so big?" "Because it's full of secrets."
Blake being a closet faunus being such a poorly hidden secret that by the time she finally takes off the bow no one actually even notices. 
The betting pool surrounding exactly what it is in Ozpin's cup - coffee being one of the least popular options, and souls being the top choice.
Using Yatsuhasi as a unit of measurement. 
Photoshopping adorable images of Velvet onto various "cute" animal memes.
Everyone wanting to be spanked by Coco Adel. 
"I'd let Fox blow me up too."
"Why is Weiss' hair so long?" "To reflect the length of her father's crimes."
Everyone mimicking Pyrrha's memetic "I'm sorry!" anytime they apologise for anything. Even going as far to do it while apologising to things that don't require apologies - like inanimate objects.
"Are Port and Oobleck, you know... 💅?"
In fact, just that 💅 being used to refer to a large number of people at Beacon. Actual LGBT students picking this up and using it towards grimm when they're attacked to question the sexuality/homophobia of the grimm targeting them over their peers.
Threatening Neptune with water anytime he flirts with a girl who is clearly Not Interested in him.
No one knowing who, exactly, the other two members of team SSSN are - with wild theories abounding about who they may be. Popular choices include Shopkeep, Zwei, and Professor Peach.
This persists even after their tournament fights where they're shown. Scarlet and Sage are perfectly content with this, and participate.
"Arslan's/Pyrrha's back must be aching from constantly carrying her entire team."
And the respective responses of, "Reese/Nora are alright."
Similar jokes about Glynda also carrying the entire faculty/academy on her back.
"Salutations!"
The war between the "Irondaddy" fanbase, and his haters - who refer to him with various derogatory versions of his name. "Metalpenis", "Coppercock", "Chromeshaft", etc.
Anytime someone is doing something ~questionable~ donning a pair of glasses and/or imitating Oz or Oobleck pushing them back up their nose with accompanying menacing body language. (Kubrick Stare optional.)
Mercury having a foot fetish, courtesy of the people who caught him sniffing shoes at the festival.
"Did <character> just die?" "You know, it was really unclear." any time someone takes some insane damage in a fight and isn't seen for some time afterwards.
Everyone trying to locate and get a pic of the ~mysterious~ fourth member of team CMSN, who has only ever been spotted once - her tournament fight in the first round. Beacon's version of "Where's Wally?"
The Sympathy Fund for Emerald and her one-sided crush on Cinder. "She could honestly do so much better."
People offering themselves up as tribute to spar with Pyrrha/Yang/Coco/Sun just so they can be beaten up by the hottest people on campus.
"I drink milk!" being used as a defensive argument in wildly inappropriate contexts.
Naming grimm really boring names and attempting to keep them as pets. 
The innumerous times Port has allowed a "zoo-break" to happen under his watch and everyone having to assist in recovering his prized subjects.
"Where the fuck are all the fourth years?" "Ozpin's soul collection."
Candid shots of Glynda Suffering™️ being shared similarly to the ones of Vomit Boy.
Ranking people based on their Patience Levels - Pyrrha, Ren, Glynda, Emerald, and Fox being frequent top markers based on the bullshit they put up with from their respective teams.
"Saint Pyrrha" being a common nickname for her, and her neverending niceness towards people who absolutely do not not deserve it.
Weiss' "Hey!" being replicated amongst the student body and slowly growing more and more high-pitched in its replication until it eventually just becomes a shrill noise. Even so, everyone still knows what it means - and Weiss is absolutely unamused by all of this.
In fact, a lot of early!Weiss' comments being mercilessly mocked by everyone - "I'm a victim!" being one of them.
Renowned fear permitting amongst the student body regarding Yang's red eyes meaning Serious Business. Morphs into references of "going full Yang" to mean having rage-fuelled temper tantrums.
"Never miss a beat, never miss a beat" becoming a mantra for focusing on a task. This inspires several remixes of Neon saying it, and again with no one knowing who it is making them.
By all means, feel free to add any more that you all think of! I could use a laugh!
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twelve favorite drarry fic reccers
these are some of the lovely folks who have introduced me to fics that broke my heart, took me on vast emotional journeys, and made me laugh my butt off.  each of these reccers have different ways of presenting insightful (and often humorous) commentary, pointing out all the best bits of fic, and reminding me of all the lovely reasons I’m in this fandom. here’s a shout out and a thank you to these brilliant rec’cers! please thank your faves in the comments too <3 
@sitp-recs - Witty, thoughtful, and oh-so-carefully worded, each of Liv's recs brings out the best in the fics described. Each time I see a new post, it’s a must-read! Liv creates such a kind and affirming environment that feels so special. Her themed weeks have left me utterly weak, going back to the masterlists over and over whenever I need a new suggestion.
@eat-yearn-cry - From when I saw the first four masterlists floating around to the absolutely fantastic posts now, I feel so lucky we get eat-yearn-cry's suggestions! Each of her recs is brilliant and informed, hilarious and sometimes sarcastic, and so clearly her. It’s an absolute joy to hear these thoughts, it always sends me straight to whatever fic she's poured her heart out about.
@dewitty1 - Dewitty has such excellent taste in fics, and always picks the best excerpts to share to get my interest piqued.  I love seeing her masterlists across my dash and getting to see both fics i’ve read and loved and ones I know I must check out based on her opinion.
@thedrarrylibrarian - The ex-library worker and lover of organizing in me absolutely swoons at this blog full of gorgeously-tagged posts. I can see how much work is put into curating an excellent repository of fic, and gosh do I love it!  I'm so looking forward to more of the Happy Hour series.
@drarryspecificrecs - Truly, I do not know how this blog manages everything, from fest recaps to daily recs, to answering endless questions and searching for fics. I remain in awe daily at the amount of excellent and beautifully organized content this incredible blog shares with us.
@dragontamerdame - Though I know Ash is no longer doing recs (and looking at their art, I cannot complain, what a beautiful application of their skill!) I still find myself revisiting some of their old lists because they are so well put together and so detailed, each one feels unbelievably comprehensive.
@dictacontrion - I’ve been a fan of Dicta's writing almost as long as I’ve read drarry fic, and I came onto tumblr this year to find a vast trove of daily excerpts and longer fic rec masterposts.  Each and every rec is truly a treasure!
@hogwartsfirebolt - I absolutely adore HogwartsFirebolt's Netfics rec list, not only because it features some of my favorite fics, but what a brilliant way of sharing the fic love? While the taste in fics alone is impeccable, I loved the way this is put together -- I wish I could open up Netfics rn and dive into some of these shared faves!
@onbeinganangel - Not only does Marion share her beautiful embroidery with us, but she has chosen to use it to recommend fics! From the soft cotton of her What We Do In the Shadows rec to the threads of the others, they always make me run straight to ao3, and the fic recs are never amiss.
@zeziliazink - Zezilia's ‘fandom classics’ series, part 1 and part 2, genuinely feel like penguin classics I could pull right off the shelf, plus they’re full of utterly stellar drarry fics! I love how Zezilia has applied an excellent definition of 'classic' here and I wish I had a shelf full of fics like this.
@rockmarina - I've found myself cackling over Rockmarina's meme fic recs on more than one occasion, enjoying them for both the funny and the intensely dramatic fics. They immediately make me want to open ao3 because they are always, without fail, an absolute joy.
@queercore-curriculum​ - I'm not sure if Queercore would be considered a fic reccer, but each time I see one of the gorgeous, gorgeous binds on my dash, I have two overwhelming thoughts: 1) oh my god, wow, look at that (and that, and that, and that, as I scroll through each stunning image) and 2) I must read this fic right away if someone has spent so much time binding it. We are so lucky to get to see Queercore's craft!
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nct as wholesome things based on events and little things from my own relationship 
taeil: always up to cook and bake for me, but also needs to glance at the recipe to make sure he’s doing it right; confused when i use gen z slang or memes but tries to use it in his vocabulary; holding me close for a while when i'm anxious or have had a bad day
johnny: constant hand-holding when he drives; flirting with me as we work out as if i’m not his girlfriend; taking showers together, and often making jokes and having lengthy conversations during them
taeyong: leaves little love notes around the bedroom as a mini-scavenger hunt to remind me of his love; making hearts together with our hands and arms after saying i love yous; letting me finish the rest of the food even though he's still kind of hungry
yuta: back hand kisses and placing my hand on his face; writing heartfelt messages in anniversary and birthday cards; drops anything immediately if i urgently need him to be where i am
kun: playfully calls me out for taking all his clothes, but deep down doesn’t mind it at all; although he hates bugs as much as me, he sucks it up to kill them when they’re around; patiently explains music theory to me even though i will never understand
doyoung: complaining how much we hate people and then saying how we're glad to have each other with heart eyes; copies me when i stick my tongue out or crinkle my nose when he teases me; having a legit couple photoshoot in fancy clothes
ten: having conversations with each other by mouthing words or texting in a room full of people even though he’s literally sitting next to me; going shopping for clothes together and being on the same page on what generally looks like good fashion and what doesn’t; teases me about randomly twerking but then also joins in
jaehyun: doing things together in comfortable silences, but also locking eyes once in a while with a loving smile; getting ready to sleep and i'm in his arms in bed while we're both on our phones; buys me welcome back gifts after i come back from a family vacation
winwin: pats my head and runs fingers through my hair after a long day; intently listens to me talk about anything even if it's things he has no interest in; falls asleep in his computer chair and i tell him to go to bed but he cutely mumbles 'nope, i'm good'
jungwoo: brushing teeth together and making silly faces at each other in the mirror; having a sing-off on how long one can sing a note and smiling as more time passes; having fun at science and space centers and playing with all the hands-on exhibitions 
lucas: brings me food during a 50+ person lecture and then run out of the hall as if nothing happened; gives great full body massages without hesitation; shows me cute animal pics and videos and enjoys the way my face lights up
mark: philosophical and existential talks in bed at night until the sun rises; impromptu slow-dancing while softly singing along to the song playing through the speakers into my ear; learns tabs to songs that i like and play them on guitar for me 
xiaojun: reading the same books/short stories together and discussing them afterwards; attending my lectures to spend more time with me despite how he has no more classes for the day; sings me songs to sleep
hendery: makes puns and bad jokes in-chat when i’m gaming with him, but they never fail to make me laugh; down for couple costumes for halloween; sharing random youtube videos/memes to each other without any context 
renjun: stargazing and talking about constellations; forehead and on the head kisses; playing punch buggy during car rides/nearby any cars
jeno: holding hands on amusement park rides; wraps his arm around my shoulder in mid-conversation with my friends; offers the jacket or coat he’s wearing if i’m ever cold 
haechan: playing different video games side by side; big on giving back hugs, but likes to receive them too; begs for an actual kiss if i tease him and kiss his cheek instead
jaemin: gives me his opinion on colouring when i make edits and gifs; showing memes on our phones during dinner; sharing drinks when one person’s runs out and they’re super thirsty 
yangyang: playing video games with each other (and if it’s a competitive game, he’ll let me win a few rounds); knowing my food and drink orders like the back of his hand; going to an orchestra together, but for video game osts
shotaro: makes a couple choreography piece and performs it on stage together (and sharing a kiss at the end); practices dance covers together; pushes each other to not only be better dancers, but better people too 
sungchan: never forgets to say or message me ‘i love you’ & ‘good night’ before going to bed; rushes to carry heavy bags or items i’m holding; playing hand games (rock paper scissors, chopsticks, etc.) together while waiting for something
chenle: kindly calls me out on things to keep me grounded, but ensures that he does it lovingly and that’s why he’s in my life; whispers into my ear and has a separate conversation with me aside from the get-together we’re at; doesn’t send heart emojis (unironically) to anyone, except to me 
jisung: tickle fights; always offering if i want to eat x food that i don’t like out of respect and love; eating ice cream side by side, sitting on a log by the beach 
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Hi! I love everything that you write and heh I am a fan! 😄 tbh this is my first time requesting something on Tumblr! If you don't mind and if I am not being a bother...can you write about how the guys would react If MC suddenly starts making meme references? I don't know how I got the idea but I am REALLY curious. And love you! :D
Hiya! Tyvm for the kind words, and apologies that this took a while! I hope you have the chance to enjoy it regardless ❤️❤️❤️ Love you too, sweet pea! I promise to get to the next request you’ve sent ASAP~
Aight but this would be hilarious because the range of the reactions is just ungodly. I will be putting this under a cut after Napoleon so I don’t clog up everyone’s dash, but all the suitors are included below otherwise! 
Comte is the one that recognizes a few, but didn’t really stay in modern times long enough to be as well-versed as a Gen Z kid might. Regardless he finds the wittiness and absolute chaotic fuckery to be delightful, and will 100% support the harmless nonsense. It never fails to get a laugh out of him
Mozart that first day be like: “Buzz off MC I hate you” MC, because she likes swinging bats at wasps’ nests: “Well that’s not very cash money of you” Mozart: ?????????? Comte, giggling in the bg like the secret fae he is This one’s just because I’m petty, but after the events of Comte rt I just imagine them encountering Vlad again and MC’s just “I lived bitch.” while Comte is flipping him off behind her lkjahgkjhdsg
Comte @ Leo when he finds the latter under his desk: Had it not been for the laws of this land, I would have slaughtered you.  MC: wheezing from the hallway as she’s about to give him his letters
MC: So how was your day, honey? Comte: Good, good--briefly had to go beastmode upon the punk that pilfered my lint roller MC, biting her lip to keep from laughing: So does Leo still have his kneecaps? Comte: for now.
Comte, @ literally anyone upsetting the MC: I won’t hesitate, bitch
Comte: Be careful with my emotional baggage, it’s designer
MC: What if I was evil and ran towards you at very fast speeds Comte: My arms are strong, I would catch and hug you
Leo and Dazai are the ones that don’t have a single reference point but are filled with so much dumbass chaos energy that they just. Understand immediately???? Nobody knows how or why, but they just catch on so fast--adapt the language in a matter of weeks. Never underestimate the power of combined boredom, depression, and humor
I swear to god I just see MC taking them their Blanc/Rouge and being like “here you go sir, one enslaved moisture” and they just go fucking hog wild from day one. MC starts impersonating Theo when he leaves the room around Dazai, like fake deep voice “you all only hate me because you do not like me and I am mean to you. grow up.” Or like the MC meets a baby on her travels with Leo around town and she holds them and says v seriously and sagely “So you are Baby? I have heard tales of your exploits.” and Leo about loses his shit right there. They both think MC is the funniest person alive--they’ve never been more eager to throw a ring at someone in their entire life.
Also a bonus for my beloved Dazai:  MC, facing even the slightest inconvenience (like dropping her fork) in the most dramtic voice possible: Life is not daijoubu. Dazai: wheezing
MC, after watching Theo turn down a woman at the bar in the meanest way possible: bro quit letting the darkness consume you u r scaring the hoes Dazai, literally rolling around on the ground, half-drunk and dying:
MC, walking alongside Dazai and stopping to stare at her reflection in the River Seine. Dazai’s expecting some sad or twisted shit, since people often feel comfortable talking about those things around him, but instead she just: “Oh, it’s you. The source of all my problems.” And he about falls into the river from shock HAHAHA
At this point don’t be surprised if his next book is about an absolute madlad woman similar to MC
Napoleon finds it to be a delightful quirk more than anything? He doesn’t really understand it, but he finds it funny when they change their voice for effect or speak in exaggerated tones. If it’s just comprehensible enough for an outsider to understand--or Sebas gives him context--chances are it’ll send him into a laughing fit
For this one I just imagine MC singing that Ratatouille meme song obnoxiously bad while cooking, and Napoleon and Comte are just so wildly amused by it bc it makes zero sense and it’s only vaguely French at this point
MC @ Napoleon while they’re cooking brunch: Can I offer you a nice egg in these trying times?
MC, conflicted because she’s tired and wanted to sleep in but also got to see Napo’s cute sleeping face for a few hours: For my next stunt, I’ll wake up at 5AM on the day I can sleep in. Sebas: Early to bed and early to rise makes a person healthy, wealthy, and wise MC: early to bed and early to rise makes me a massive bitch Napoleon: laughing in agreement
Isaac is the type to be bewildered and concerned at first (especially when he hears the more nihilistic ones hoOOOoooOO BOY) but eventually begins to understand it’s some bizarre attempt at humor (that hurts Zack baby). While some part of him laments that it reminds him of Dazai and he’s secretly jealous of how she and Dazai bond over it, he will sometimes join in the chaos when the mood strikes him and he’s feeling mischievous
Isaac: How are you feeling? MC: Oh, I’m not Isaac: seconds from dialing 911 Isaac: Are you okay? MC: Oh yeah dw I just suffer from that syndrome where your neutral expression makes you look like you’re an angry serial killer Isaac: say sike rn
Isaac, tutoring MC and correcting something:  MC, muttering while redoing it: The risk I took was calculated, but man am I bad at math. Isaac: unable to help a laugh
One time MC was avoiding Isaac for fear of hurting his feelings and he just confronts her like: Isaac: back by unpopular demand, me! What’s wrong, MC pls MC was so hecking proud of him
Isaac, telling MC about a recent discovery he learned at uni from another professor: bones typically heal stronger after they’ve been broken--so long as they’re set properly, of course MC, looking him dead in the eyes: So what you’re saying is that I should break every bone in my body until I become superhumanly powerful? Isaac: please do not, no
Mozart and Jeanne are just. Totally lost. Why are you talking like that??? Why are you making “crab hands”???? They don’t understand. Maybe never will. They reach a point where they just kind of laugh and shake their heads, endeared by the oddity after they’re used to it and have determined it isn’t a threat/insult. 
MC: It’s a cold and it’s a brooooken, Waluigi. Waaaaluigiiiii...waaaahluigi..... Mozart: surprised, then starts snickering and playing along on the piano
Arthur, asking MC very personal questions out loud because he is an idiot sometimes: Soooo MC, are you a top or a bottom? MC: I’m a threat. (If he asks a second time, the response will be “Wouldn’t you like to know, weatherboy.”) Jeanne, fighting a smile:
MC, about to punch an asshole: Your free trial of being alive has ended Jeanne, seconds from laughing for the first time in 100 years:
Also, because I genuinely can’t help myself. You know that knight meme like “Parry this you fucking casual.” I cannot stress enough that it is literally the personification of Jeanne’s entire character. I’m not even joking.
Arthur and Shakespeare are utterly fascinated by the rapid evolution of wordplay and the sheer hilarity. They will ask all about these so-called “memes” and ask for examples of them if MC can show them (either somehow accessing her phone or drawing them). MC draws Arthur the knife cat meme and he about a s c e n d s at the hilarity of it all, points and yells THEO IS HOLDING THE KNIFE. He is correct. They will be delighted and follow along eagerly, and--god forbid--will make their own based on late 19th century struggles.
Is this where Shakespeare got the idea for “What, you egg? stabs him” and “You are a saucy boy.”? I’m too scared to ask. Don’t even get me started on “The Fool jingled miserably across the floor.” That one is just too on the nose...
I can’t even imagine what would happen to Shakespeare if MC like translated vines and memes into Ye Olde English around him. Imagine she’s at one of those noble balls and hears rumors of these two guys living together and they’re so obviously gay and he says “And those gents w’re roommates.” And in the most false surprised tone ever MC just replies “oh mine own god, those gents w’re roommates.” Imagine having a wife that’s just as hilarious as you are and hits you with all the force of a bag of wet mice every time you speak in retaliation, he’s going into palpitations.
Every time Arthur does smth stupid MC just: “I Pretend I Do Not See It.”
Vincent is tickled pink by MC’s penchant for finding joy and/or amusement in nearly everything they do, and he smiles gently when he sees them muttering and laughing to themselves. He wants to be able to join them in what they love, but he has a harder time following along and understanding the darker humor sometimes. Mostly gets confused??? Please give him the easier ones to mimic and laugh when he tries--or just include him in your jokes MC. He’s babie your honor...
But he also. Will not. Stand any kind of self-deprecation or borderline verbal self-harm. He’s usually very easygoing and calm, but for whatever reason that stuff makes him go deathly quiet and upset.
MC, after something goes horribly wrong, hugging Vincent: Oh Vince, we really in it now Vincent: giggling a little despite his worries, relaxing
MC: Theo stop simping for Vincent that’s my job
MC, when Theo leaves the room and she gets Vincent all to herself: The evil is defeated.
MC: And this is where I would put my will to live...if I h a d one! Vincent: ;-; MC: oh shit, oh fuck, I was only kidding Vincent wait (MC was subsequently lectured and loved on for many hours)
Theo is conflicted because on the one hand, he loves to see you smiling and having fun. On the other, you’re clowning as hard as Dazai and Arthur and he can only handle so many monkeys in his circus. Most of the time he will roll his eyes and be the straight man of this comedy, but you might find him cracking a smile--or accidentally letting a chuckle slip past his lips now and again.
MC, after meeting Theo: I’m a nice person, but I’m about to start throwing rocks at people.
Theo, those first days: Oh? You’re approaching me? Instead of running away, you’re coming right to me? MC: I can’t beat the shit out of you without getting closer.
Theo: Every time I ask MC to explain “vibe check” to me she hits me with some kind of improvised weapon
MC, after the “incident” (you know the one): This year, I lost my dear lover Theo Theo, in the distance: QUIT TELLING EVERYONE I’M DEAD! MC: ;-; sometimes I can still hear his voice...
Sebastian is last because oh boy. OH BOYYYYY I LOVE HIM. Okay so the way I see this happening with Sebastian is just. So wild. Because at first he’s t r y i n g so hard to be the proper butler man. He does not meme. But then he starts to drift closer to what Niles from The Nanny was, where he’ll quip and joke in private or when the situation is just beyond the amount of absurdity he can handle without making a snarky comment. Everyone in the house can’t fathom how Sebas and MC got so close so fast, but there are points where they’re just “Are they even speaking English anymore???” It’s 11 times funnier than normal because Sebas almost never smiles or laughs when memeing, the deadpan quality of his playing along sends MC every time
Has ABSOLUTELY said “HEY. PANINI HEAD. ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME???” jokingly when MC made a mistake in the kitchen. They laugh about it for y e a r s
MC: I can’t date someone who keeps a lamb as a pet, that’s so weird Sebas, brushing Lotte in front of MC: MC: MC: Okay, I will make an exception because she looks very polite
MC and Sebas, fully aware of the fame some of the men will reach in modern times: We will watch your career with great interest.  (I s2g that’s like half of Sebas’ rt right there I’m crying)
Sebas rt with Lotte be like that 500 dollar Mareep meme: “sometimes a family can be just a boy, his gf, and their 500 dollar two foot tall Lotte”
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for the ask meme: Rex/Obi or pairing/characters of choice - Werewolf/vampire AU / Sick/injured / Stranded Due to Inclement Weather / Huddling for warmth
For this trope mashup meme.
This was CLEARLY influenced by seananmcguire's Newsflesh series, which was the last zombie related media I interacted with, and I regret NOTHING.
(Meanwhile, much worldbuilding was done by Dogmatix, who I was foolish enough to let near the plunnies again ^_^)
*****
The problem with zombies, Obi-Wan couldn’t help but muse, was that they stopped thinking. Oh, there was some low-level intelligence left in there, but it was mostly focused on consuming the living. Not tactics, for the most part, not unless the bastards were very fresh or in large enough groups, but that also meant that when some brilliant asshole declared “oh, the zombies wouldn’t/couldn’t ever do that,” no one consulted the zombies.
Thus, an early morning patrol in an area that “never saw more than one or two zombies” turned into a clusterfuck retreat. Though ‘patrol’ was rather a gross overstatement for just the two of them taking an idle walk because some days, Rex was too jittery for sleep and too damn self-sacrificing to admit that he missed early morning runs.
There was always enough fog coming in from the river that they should have been fine.
There also shouldn’t have been an entire pack of at least a dozen, dozen and a half zombies in the area. Where the fuckers had even come from was an unpleasant mystery.
“Rex?” Obi-Wan murmured into the man’s ear. “Are you with me?” he asked as if he couldn’t make out the glacially slow beat of his heart.
Rex groaned, head lolling to nestle further in the crook of Obi-Wan’s neck. He mumbled something that was probably a curse, which left Obi-Wan in the unenviable position of having to close his eyes and take his own steadying breath. Yes, on the one hand he did have an unfairly attractive boyfriend draped across his lap, straddling his hips and feeling like he was several seconds away from some serious necking.
On the other, they were also treed a good thirty feet above a pack of damned zombies, which had already tried seriously munching on Rex, and ‘necking’ could have serious consequences when one of them was an actual vampire.
Speaking of. Obi-Wan shifted in the cautious little jig in an attempt to nudge Rex more to the left. If he could just free up his arm enough, then he could move around while not tossing them off the tree stand or dislodging the thick emergency poncho that was the only thing keeping Rex from turning into a charred crisp. It was not sized for two, but there hadn’t been time to be more careful and drape it over just Rex instead of just plonking it down over the two of them.
“If you refuse to leave base again without your entire damned armor because of this, I’m going to be very put out,” Obi-Wan informed him, getting another incoherent unhappy noise. The armor was good at keeping the soldiers bite free – not that they needed to worry about the zombification business, but it still hurt them and fed the damn undead. It was also effective at keeping the soldiers touch starved and isolated in ways Obi-Wan had difficulty standing.
Another careful shift, and he could just barely dig out one of the small, squishy packs he kept in his jacket for emergencies.
Since his luck was shit, as soon as he pulled it free, the bastard caught on a loose thread, and with his claws he didn’t dare grab too hard for it, and down it tumbled. One of the zombies lunged, snapping at it, and blood exploded all across the remains of the bastard’s face.
Not being too intelligent, the rest of the pack turned on it immediately. Obi-Wan tried to tune out the disgusting carnage, being much more careful on his second attempt. He didn’t have many packets to spare. This one, he managed to juggle up in front of Rex’s face, jostling it a little. “Here. Drink,” he ordered, hoping that would be sufficient. He hated trying to insert the little sippy straws – Anakin had loved juice pouches back as a child, and they’d had similar fiendish straws. Anakin had learned how to insert the little bastards without a problem, but he always asked Obi-Wan to do it for him – because Obi-Wan had never quite managed to master the process, and Anakin was a damned brat.
Bad enough when it was juice.
One way or another, Rex was conscious enough to shift and bite down on the plastic packet. It was always a wonder to watch the soldiers’ regenerative powers at work. As the level of mostly artificial plasma lowered, color drained back into Rex’s face, the nasty burns along truly unfair cheekbones fading as muscle and skin reknit. He could smell the distressing blood-and-raw-meat stench fading, and only then did he start to relax.
When things had started to go to hell around the globe, the powers that be had huddled together around their failing infrastructure and went looking for fantastical solutions to unnatural problems. Obi-Wan could only imagine the levels of exhaustion and terror that had led someone to the conclusion that vampires might be immune to the infections that spread the zombie virus. The sheer potential of that going horribly wrong was at least one movie franchise long, if not several, yet somehow they’d dedicated enough science to make artificial vampires. Oh, technically it wasn’t vampirism, but ‘drank blood, super fast and strong, sunburn to death within minutes, resting vitals dropping down far enough to pass as dead’ was close enough for everyone but petty bureaucrats and pedantic assholes.
Even at the time, Obi-Wan had cynically noted how that meant both a short leash, and a strong vested interest in keeping as many people from going zombie as possible. He’d also noted the infuriating demographics of those who were selected for and survived the process of becoming vampires.
He tried not to think on that much nowadays, because the heightened blood pressure and carnage bothered Rex.
The packet slurped dry in a way that always raised Obi-Wan’s hackles, then Rex blinked up at him a few times in confusion. “You’re fuzzy,” Rex accused.
“That’s called a beard, dear,” Obi-Wan drawled in his most obnoxious tone, pretending he didn’t also have fur sprouting most places, nor the partial muzzle of a transformation enough to give him speed and jumping ability enough to get to one of the safe perches they’d set up weeks ago.
The Powers That Be might have created vampires, but they had also somehow missed the small but stubborn population of entirely naturally occurring werewolves (and affiliated were-creatures) around the world. Some, like Obi-Wan and his pack, were doing their damndest to both keep a low profile and help the poor bastards trying to protect the last of humanity.
Some, like Obi-Wan, might have become unwisely open to certain non-lycanthropes due to unfortunate feelings – not that Obi-Wan was ever about to complain about that.
Either his sarcastic tone or the guttural noises of thwarted zombies sank in, because Rex stiffened and glared down. “Fuck!” he hissed, thighs clenching in a way that Obi-Wan both very much did and very much did not appreciate. His eyes damn well crossed at the wiggle that followed – he could only guess that Rex was going for a weapon that he didn’t have.
“Stop that!” he snarled, letting the wolf out a little more. He needed the muscle and mass to keep Rex in place, longer paws digging into the tree trunk for a slightly more secure hold that was notgroping his idiot boyfriend.
His idiot boyfriend leveled a flat, unimpressed look at him. “Really?” Rex grumped. His eyes flicked down, then back up. “Right now?”
“So sorry, but some of us don’t need to ingest extra blood to get it up, and under less fraught circumstances this might be my idea of a good time.” He tried for a drawl, but it was much more strained than he meant. Oh well, it wasn’t like Rex didn’t know he could be ridiculous. And it really wasn’t intentional.
“Less fraught meaning less zombies?”
“And less daylight.” Obi-Wan didn’t mean for his tone to turn sharp, either, but it did even as he very carefully wrapped his arms tighter around Rex. He made certain not to disturb the poncho, but he, at least, wanted the reassurance. He still wasn’t over the terror of having to go mostly wolf to grab Rex from the pack he was trying to slow down, nor the horror of slinging him over a shoulder to go pelting through the trees. Madcap desperation to find a tree stand before a foggy dawn was not his idea of fun. “Your life is worth a hell of a lot more than an inconvenient hard on.”
Rex huffed a laugh, leaning in to rest his cheek against Obi-Wan’s. “Stop being charming.”
“I’m afraid that’s going to happen approximately never. So sorry.”
For a moment, it was just them – two idiots cuddled together, healthy and alive on a genuinely beautiful, bright Spring morning.
Then a terrible gurgling noise broke the moment, and Rex glanced down at the pack still mingling around the tree, groaning their displeasure at not remembering how to climb. “Was that a zombie?” he asked, as if he damn well didn’t know the truth.
“Shapeshifting burns calories,” Obi-Wan reminded him primly. “As does marathon sprints lugging around idiots like potato sacks.”
“That explains the bruises on my stomach,” he muttered, shifting about to rummage in one of Obi-Wan’s pockets. “Jerky?”
“Please.” All in all, now that matters were calmer, Obi-Wan almost hoped that a rescue would take its sweet time. This was almost nice – all things considered.
~end
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