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[velvet-sword]

loOk idC iF it'S mAd latE I'll fiNiSh tHiS eVeNt, eVeN iF iT taKeS mE uNtiL neXt oCtObeR :3

criNgetObeR dAy 3: oVerLy cOmpLeX fiT

feAtuRiNg mY lyCaN bUt huMaN iG

[yoursassybookwormfriend]

@sapphicgimli I don’t want to derail the original post so I’ll put it here 

God. Seven’s List of Sexiness. 

So like I said, I was in a school production of 12 Angry Jurors, and this one kid played Juror No. 7. Now, Seven (as I’ll call him) was almost always on the verge of getting the director fired for one reason or another (he was a little too raunchy as Orin Scrivello in Little Shop of Horrors and she cast him as Chip in The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee, a character who has an entire song about being disqualified over an erection, among other various reasons). So, of course, he decided that a totally, definitely, 100% okay thing for him to do was to make Seven’s List of Sexiness. 

(Now, don’t get me wrong, this list was entirely in character (or rather, his interpretation of the character), it was not accurate to the actors in any way.)

So for two of the rehearsals and one of the shows we did, he took a notepad and a pencil (it was a jury room, so there were plenty of those) and wrote down a ‘list of sexiness’ during the show. Each list had three categories, which essentially boiled down to Good, Bad, and Mediocre. The categories changed every time. In the first and most notorious list, it was Sexy AF, Not It Luvs, and Unremarkable (Virgins). For another, it was Bop, Flop, and Plop. So if a character did anything that his reacted to in the show, he would put their jury number under the appropriate category. Over the course of the play, he would write jury numbers, cross them out, move them, underline them, or add little comments in the margins, all entirely in character. 

Needless to say, it is EXTREMELY distracting when the person next to you is writing your name under Not It Luvs. It was even more distracting after Seven’s fight with Juror Four. If you’re not familiar with the play, at one point Seven is insulting Juror Eleven, who is an immigrant. When Four says that it doesn’t matter where anyone was born, Seven answers, “I was born right here!”, and Four replies, “Or where your father was born,”. Seven is clearly upset by this, and doesn’t have a retort, so he is likely a second-generation immigrant (though it isn’t confirmed). After this, Seven always sits right next to me, and violently crosses Four’s name off the “Good” category, and writes it in the “Bad” category in big bold letters. He then always writes something along the lines of ‘DON’T TRUST THIS FUGLY SLUT!!!’. How do you stay in character when you see something like that?

And he did this three times. Honestly, I love Seven, but the fact that I never lost it during that play is a mystery to me even today.

[dollops-of-delusion]

scary movie 8. bonus!

junpei yoshino.

reader: gender neutral. pronouns unmentioned. second point of view.

warnings: small caps only, mentions of a scary movie but no actual description of it or anything, mention of screaming, italics, sleep.

notes: @luvguji — my one sole motivator for writing this. hope you like it <3 unedited bc i need to go do boring stuff like hw, sigh.

int. you and junpei's apartment. movie night.

a projector knob click-clacks in the waking world, the extraneous sound highlighting other discomfits in your wade of slumber. the crick in your neck from sleeping on the couch becomes apparent, and you can hear the distant sound of screaming in the background of your nap.

wait... screaming?

confused and a little disturbed by what body's half-asleep state seems to be sensing, you give in to the malaise and blearily open your eyes.

what you see is a horror movie playing on screen.

ah. the projector noises make sense now. so does your uncomfortable position on the couch; normally, your boyfriend would have woken you up to go to bed by now.

but tonight must be movie night. and, well... you know how he gets about movie night. he must have been so engrossed in the film, he didn't even realize you were asleep.

but if tonight is movie night, then where was he? using the same logic that he'd be so engrossed in the horror movie (psychological thriller, most likely; he's a sucker for analyzing character descents into corruption) he wouldn't notice you fell asleep, then there's no way he would leave while letting the film play through, away from his watchful eye.

so where did he go?

as you're about to, at last, move from the sofa to go find him, the final nail in coffin to your official wake, another sensation is exposed to you. but, this time, instead of disturbing you, it's comforting.

the weight of a palm in yours, the piece of information missing in the sudden disappearance of your lover, materializes in the form of its grip on you tightening, revitalizing the part of your body numb from sleep.

there you are, junpei.

he must have squeezed your hand because a particularly grotesque scene came on.

was he really holding it this entire time, though? and he still didn't realize you were asleep? how endearing.

you'd have to tease him about it later.

for now, though, seeing as your true cause for discomfort was unfounded, you are going right back to sleep.

you hope the film won't freak him out too much.

[blossom-arts]

Okay, I may be late, but I just have to say a massive thank you to the 5 years old series that has helped me so much and brought me so much joy throughout all of its existence! On the days I needed a boost of joy, on the days I felt like giving up, this series has always, always made me feel better, no matter what.

Thank you, to Sanders Sides for being here- to Thomas, for introducing this show to us, to his amazing team who work so hard to bring this incredible and amazing series to life, thank you.

I can't wait to see what the future holds for this beautiful show

❤🧡💛💚💙💜💖

(Taglist and close-ups under cut!)

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[considerablecolors]

Feral Owen

So obviously I love the idea of Curt and Owen going home together after the staircase incident and learning to heal and forgive each other, and Owen softening and becoming more like he used to be.

BUT. I have to admit I'm also partial to Owen being dragged away kicking and screaming, tied to a chair in Curt's house, with Curt being like "I missed u sm I'm so sorry baby" and Owen just trying to bite him.

And obviously he eventually calms down some, but he's still this little gremlin human being who occasionally will just whip out a knife in the middle of a party because he lost a board game and Curt's like "no honey cmon we talked about this <3 what are our breathing exercises? :)" while Owen is staring-down whoever won.

Like The Squad is hanging out and Owen is basically just listing medieval torture methods and Tatiana's like "uhhhhh Curt?" and Curt's like ":) he's been reading! we went to the library yesterday as a reward because he only tried to stab me once on Sunday, isn't that right honey? <3"

Everytime Barb sees them it's basically the equivalent of the "GET YO FUCKIN DOG BITCH" "it don't bite :)" "YES IT DO" vine

And everyone at A.S.S. is gossiping trying to figure out what's going on, like "Isn't that Agent Carvour from MI6? Didn't he die like four years ago???" "Why the fuck does he have a job here this is the ninth time this week that he's punched a wall in" "Idk man everytime I try to ask Agent Mega he gets really defensive"

And Owen like. Actively hates Curt and is still constantly trying to kill him. And Curt's just. Used to it. He turns around and there's a gun to his head and he's like "Owen come on now :( we're at work and I need you to be a little more professional baby. This is important to me ok? I'm sorry but I think we're going to have to cancel dinner plans for tonight. Well I can't just let this pass without consequences honey. Maybe if you give me the gun now and sit down we can go there Tuesday night? No baby I'm not mad at you I still love you, we just need to work on this is all <3 :) <3"

While Barb, Tatiana, and everyone else just watch in utter confusion

They'll sit in restaurants and Curt will hit him with the:

And Owen rips the paper out of Curt's hand and just fucking eats it. And Curt rolls his eyes and is like "let me get another sheet so i can draw it again. you're so silly"

Sometimes Curt just sits at his job filling out paperwork while Owen sits next to him muttering furiously "I hate you so much I'm going to fucking kill you when my Chimera friends gets here they're going to kick your ass and I'm going to torture you so bad you'll be screaming for mercy" and Curt's like "mhm mhm. hey honey can you pass me the stapler please?" ".......here."

One day, some A.S.S. agents are gossiping and one of them is like "I can't believe Cynthia hired Mega back he's so incompetent if I were Carvour I'd wanna kill him too lmao" and in the blink of an eye Owen is holding the person in a chokehold like "SAY THAT AGAIN SAY THAT SHIT AGAIN I DARE YOU YOU BLOODY IDIOT YOU DON'T TALK ABOUT CURT LIKE THAT HE IS A GENIUS AND AN INCREDIBLE SPY YOU'RE JUST JEALOUS BECAUSE HIS LIST OF FLAWS IS SHORTER THAN YOUR DICK"

Then Curt walks out of his little office and just starts petting Owen's hair like "shh it's okay baby let's just calm down and sit ok?" "HE CALLED YOU INCOMPETENT" "i know honey it's ok just let him go and we can take a break and read more of that book you like. yeah? would that be good bud? :)" "I WANT TO KILL HIM" "shh i know i know. what are our breathing exercises honey?"

Later when they're sitting down Owen's like "...you're not incompetent. i still wanna kill you though you're a fucking bastard and im gonna tear you limb from limb and my Chimera friends are gonna hang your innards up in the white house" "mhm" "but only i get to do that ok? not some jerk coworker of yours" "uh huh" "if anyone's mean to you like that you have to tell me so i can kill them" "ok sweetheart. is your pasta good? do i need to ask for more parmesan?" "....it's good." "ok good i'm glad <3"

Basically Curt taking one look at Owen and saying "I can fix him :)" while everyone else goes "........are you sure???" and Curt clears his throat and says "I SAID I CAN FIX HIM :) "

[occasional-sunshine-for-you]

Please remember that people with mental illness are still living, breathing humans.

Please respect people with mental illness because they are still living, breathing humans.

This includes Personality Disorders because they are still living, breathing humans.

[thebadchoicemachine]

Karlnapity incorrect quotes pt 1

Karl: Is that Quackity’s jacket?

Sapnap: Yes.

Karl: Why? What happened to your shirt?

Sapnap: What, I can’t wear my boyfriend’s clothes?

Karl:

Karl: Did you set yoursel-

Sapnap: I set myself on fire again, yeah.

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George: WOAH, you and Karl and Quackity? When did THAT happen?

Sapnap: Uh, years ago?

Sapnap: We’re married now, dude.

Sapnap: You were my best man at the wedding??

George:

George: 

George: 

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Sapnap: Sometimes I drink milk straight out of the container.

Quackity: The cow???

Karl: What?

Sapnap: Why- just- what the fuck, man?

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Quackity: Huh, you know, that’s a good question. Sapnap you have any idea? Because, I’m racking my brain here, but I just CANNOT for the life of me imagine ANYTHING anyone’s done that might have made them just a LITTLE BIT UPSET WITH US!”

Sapnap: Okay jeez. 

Karl: Come on guys, it’s not that bad.

(They later had this same conversation with the roles reversed. It happens almost bi-weekly actually. None of them realize.)

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Karl and Sapnap are sick

Quackity, tucking them in: If you need anything else, just ask.

Karl: Anything? 

Karl: What about a kiss?

Quackity: Anything EXCEPT for getting sick. 

Karl: Suffer with us >:(

Sapnap: Quackity... will you sing to us?

Quackity: I-

Sapnap: Yeah, yeah, I know it’s corny, but I feel terrible and you have a nice voice.

Karl: Yeah! Pleeease?

Quackity: Okay... okay... lay back down, dumbass... 

[musingsofmyown]

Frog army? Tell me more!

apologies for the late response, exams and studying have murdered my perception of time

thank you for asking about my glorious frog army

So when I was a little kid (5-6), I used to have this little pond-thing (it was just a really weird hole in the ground as a result from erosion) and every spring/summer, frogs would lay their eggs in there.

I raised those frogs as my own. I would water them with the hose when I saw the pond going down, I put up pseudo fences to keep predators out, I legit saw these frogs to full life cycle and I had hundreds of frogs by the end of summer.

I kid you not, I was the ruler of frogs and I would try to show my childhood friends my frogs, but they usually ended up screaming and asking to go home-

But frogs are so neat and I love them and I wish I had my army again