#this got long..

[imptweak]

Any tweek or Thomas hcs doesn’t have to be ship just tired of both of them just being Craig’s boyfriend and ticky

sorry for taking a while to get to this, but heres some thomas headcanons bc ive been thinking about him a lot more than tweek lately

also sorry this got ramble-y ... asdfgdhg

so we never see him in south park because he lives in denver

i see him being homeschooled in elementary, but in middle and high school he goes to public school

he has so little content that i cant rly be like “wow this popular interpretation is wrong” (besides him for some reason being the bad ex in creek fics) but i remember seeing smth abt him being like “oh thomas would simply have zero friends in school and constantly be bullied” which like. i do not agree.. kids can be mean absolutely, but thomas would definitely have friends. 

ok so by high school, i honestly can see him being kinda popular bc idk. i feel like he’d be a pretty nice guy, easygoing despite being timid. he mostly just hangs around the other lgbt kids at his school (no i dont think he’d go to whatever high school south park kids go to)

so yeah, he does have his own group of friends in denver. but he does have friends in south park, doesnt really keep in touch with them though but like he is friendly with them when he does get to talk to them. craigs bad at keeping contact since thomas is kinda far from south park, but clyde texts him a lot. 

he has a close relationship with his mom! when his dad left, he felt as though it was kind of strained between him and her, bc he really did think it was his fault his dad left and that him existing made his mom upset. definitely not the case though, bc his mom shows how much she cares for him

he’s a trans guy, and always presented masculine since he was young. his mom supported him when he eventually came out

hes also gay..

he has freckles bc i simply think thats awesome

hes short.. 5′2″...

piercings.. he just has his ears and septum pierced though

his music taste would be smth along the lines of like. cavetown, girl in red, the front bottoms, mccafferty. his fav band is cavetown though

gets inspired to learn how to play guitar when he listens to his fav songs, so like he kind of knows how to play the guitar and sing along. he tries his best

w/ video games, he likes animal crossing and rpg games. when he plays games online w/ friends, he’ll play portal or overwatch or smth with them despite not rly playing those by himself

he really likes reptiles! he was a dinosaur kid. i think he’d have a gecko as a pet,

he reads wikipedia for fun

also his usual lunch is dr pepper and an apple

clumsy and trips over his (tied) shoelaces a lot.

unlucky in the dumbest ways sometimes

okay im gonna. stop listing headcanons for mr thoma

[724bees]

People I Want to Know Better

Tagged by: @certifiedcis ty uwu

Name/alias: Basil (one friend exclusively calls me Basse but she’s the only one)

Birthday: March 31st

Zodiac: Aries

Hobbies: Primary hobbies are singing and music. I play guitar and ukulele and a tiny bit of piano, but i’ll be getting a keyboard in my apartment soon & will be able to practice, which is really exciting!

Hmm I like consuming and then analyzing movies, books, series, games whatever? Especially w friends who’ve seen/consumed that same thing? I read books very sparsely but when i do i tend to finish them in 2-3 days. I will also sometimes find random subjects particularly interesting for a bit before dropping them, i have approximate knowledge of many things, etc.

I’m also working on learning Turkish atm which has been really really fun.

Favorite color: OOh don’t have one, but dark greens and blues are my go-to for like wardrobe choices

Favorite books: First that come to mind are: Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, Stone Butch Blues, This Book is Full of Spiders, and Wolf in White Van. 3/4 of these i read as a teen lol was not kidding about reading sparsely

Last song listened to: Sea Shanty 2 ..

Last movie watched: It Chapter 2 which i regret to inform you all i really enjoyed

Dream job: part-time indie game developer and part-time beekeeper/gardener/stay-at-home-dad/all of the above/etc.

Meaning behind url: none.. i suppose it evokes an image

Tagging: @helloplanet, @marsixm & @strawberries1982 (if you want to)

[ryogai]

@southtownwolves​ said : “New Years Kiss! ” (From Terry) Haha just kidding...unless?

Despite his earlier teasing, Nix was having a wonderful time with terry at the bar! How could she not when surrounded by friends and people she cared about? Before meeting him and the rest of the team, the woman never thought she would be able to have fun like this with others. Many years before then were spent feeling like an outcast but no longer! Now she was part of a community and was finally being accepted. During such festivities it was no surprise that time flew by and it was already time for the grand countdown onto the new new year. 

So there Nix stood, right beside Terry as they looked up at the television screen to count along with the numbers displayed. Just before ‘Happy New Year’ could be spoken, her lips suddenly became occupied. Her eyes didn’t deceive her in seeing that it was Terry who had her held close and his lips upon her own. Though the sight didn’t last as her eye drifted closed as the kiss washed over her. It was amazing, the sort to make her feel swept off her feet and lightheaded at the same time. Even when he parted, it left her stunned for a brief moment as she stared up at him. The cheers and sounds of celebration around them seemed faded and distant, like it was just the two of them at that exact moment. If she didn’t make a move now, there never would be another chance. That’s what it felt like. Like the world was telling her to get off her ass and go for it!

So Nix stepped closer to Terry, her hands reaching up to pull him back down by the shoulders to her level. “Happy New Years, Terry..” Then her lips pressed against his own in an attempt to convey her own feelings once and for all. Now wasn’t the time to hide in the shadows in fear of rejection. It was a new year and so she needed to meet it head-on by getting over such things. Though one thing she would keep secret was this was indeed her first kiss but at least he certainly gave her a fantastic example to follow..

[sallysparrowtimetravels]

drabble prompt - beast

Beast’s black leather Louis Vuittons  clicked rhythmically down the side of an open street.  With each step her long blonde pony-tail swayed side-to-side as if it was trying to keep time. Her blue pant suit was perfectly pressed and nipped in at her waist to show that she was lithe and athletic.If nothing else, she was a fashionable lady. 

She was coming downtown to her home in Kingston, away from her lab which was situated on Queensbury Road in the Park Royal section of London. It was a decent ride on the underground, about an hour with a stop over in Waterloo Station. Normally, she wouldn’t have been on high alert. Kingston is a nice section of London. However, recently she had begun work on a controversial specimen. Herself. 

She had taken it upon herself to do some upgrades on the previous work conducted by The Master on Sally. She so far, had been successful in fixing the metal rod in her right arm and the valves that had been inserted into her lungs to help with extended holding of her breath (with the help of her assistants of course). 

Some found this work to be a waste of the resources they were given. They were a weapons manufacturing plant after all, not a trite plastic surgeon’s office. Beast didn’t see it that way though. Wasn’t she a weapon ahead of her time? Her brain alone, once she had taken it over from Sally, was full of alien intellect. Her race, Lupine Wavelength Haemovariform, had vanished before they could use their knowledge for the betterment of puny Earth. This too, made her coworkers nervous. 

Everything rolled together made for a definite ominous cloud. So, it came as of no surprise to her when a second pair of heels joined hers in the clacking melody. This pair made a denser sound than her stilettos like they were short and low to the ground. Their owner was obviously not a person of an upper position in her plant. They all wore higher heels or slick loafers. No, this was a working woman possibly from the factory floor. If that was the case, she knew why she was coming after her. Beast had a reputation for being nasty to the workers and with the improvements- she was becoming the ultimate threat.

Her neck craned back so that she could see the woman. She was unassuming in her long white overcoat and a head of short brown mussy curls. The woman’s ruddy face was a sign that she was a hard worker and probably good at her job. The knife in her hand, said something entirely different. 

“Y-y-you.. can’t keep t-t-treating people like you do…,” The woman stammered nervously with the knife held up. 

“I beg to differ,” Beast cooed softly before turning her body to face the woman,” I am the boss. I do what I want.”

She assessed the woman’s small stature more and realized she was shaking,”You’re rather brave, facing me like this. Don’t you know that eight… teen of your coworkers have already gone missing. Hate to make that nineteen. Go about your way and I’ll forget this ever happened or try me.”

The woman’s dark eyes widened until the whites were clearly visible. Her hand with the knife in it lunged forward. First mistake. Beast grabbed the woman by her hair with a guttural growl and threw her face down onto the ground. The woman was scurrying as fast as she could to grab for the knife but missed it altogether as it dropped into the gutter just out of her reach. 

“Stupid human!” Beast shouted before grabbing her by the collar and dragging her down the sidewalk a few feet. She threw her down again like a rag doll. The woman was in a mad panic, trying to get away. 

Beast knew that if she made the woman “disappear” here that she would have to move again. She rather liked Kingston. So, she grabbed the knife, came back over to the woman and made a deep incision to her abdomen. A scream came from the rumpled mass of white on the sidewalk. The other grabbed for her side to stop the slow trickle of blood and Beast walked away, knife in hand.

The woman, named Victoria, later boarded the underground to go to the hospital only to bleed out on the train. The police ruled it as a mugging by a shifty ginger hoodlum that frequented that train and Beast- went back to work the next day as if nothing had ever happened.

[grrunks]

are you gonna be ok?

idk, i'm doing a lot of crying and hugging my dog rn  and i'm kind of listening to everyone who's still awake shuffle around the house and thinking about how it'll be silent when i get there on saturday and idk , idk idk  it's always been hard for me going from an 8 person house to a 4 person house, and now i have to go from an 8 person 2 dog house to a 3 person house and i don't think they'll even be there for the first day so it'll literally be an 8 person house to myself in a house  and i guess i'm just scared that it's going to be more brutal than i can handle

[crownprinceloki-blog]

Natasha & Loki || Before I kill you.

Loki takes a deep breath and wipes at the steady stream of blood that flows from the gash above his brow which began dripping into his eye. They stands opposite one another, sizing each other up, moving in synchronized patterns, like predators ready to strike. They are calculating creatures who look for weaknesses of any forms. The perfect match. Chunks were already taken from both sides. A cut here and a stab there. It had seemed like an eternity.

"This was quite a surprise, wasn't it?" he practically hisses. "I don't believe in surprises. Only the element of them," she replies quickly.

"But surely, you did not anticipate running into me. Not even I foresaw this meeting." "Maybe I did. Maybe I didn't. Doesn't matter. It's happening, and you and I both have an idea of how this is going to end."

He says nothing in response. Yes, he does have a pretty good idea of how this was going to play out, down to a tee. He had been given a job to do, with the threat of severe punishment if he refused, both towards himself and to Katie, and he was going to do it. The instructions had been simple; eliminate the target. Though, his employers had forgotten to add in details like who his target was beyond a location and vague description which was simply the phrase, "A master of her element. Be prepared for retaliation."

When had he become the unquestioning type? He couldn't quite remember now. 

He pulls a throwing knife out of his belt and flips it in his hand, never taking his eyes off the red-haired woman. Her arm is soaked in blood from the large cut he had given her earlier. Fresh bruising is beginning to form on her cheek and around her eye. She pulls out her own dagger and wields it in position. The end of this meeting is near, and they both know it.

"So, this is how our rivalry is going to end, hmm?" he asks.

"Seems like it."

"Such a shame."

He lunges forward, his knife bared and ready to strike. She moves as well. The two meet half-way in a frenzy of energy and force. He's met with a solid kick to the gut which knocks the breath of him, followed by a punch to the face. He falters back just a step before thrusting his arm forward. She moves, but not fast enough. His knife grazes her side, slitting open her black dress and creating a fresh, gleaming red cut. She gasps and grabs at the fresh wound.

He knocks the knife out of her free hand and prepares for the final strike. She produces a gun and takes aim at him. His eyes widen, for a split second, he's vulnerable, no armour to protect him. She fires, the shot echoing loudly through the large room. He tries to move but isn't fast enough. The bullet hits his shoulder and embeds itself in him. He lets out a pained gasp and quickly places a hand over his shoulder.

Natasha prepares for the next shot, aiming to kill, but one does not simply kill the God of Mischief. He moves quickly, making good use of each move. He kicks the gun out of her hand in one swift move, leaving her unarmed. "That's enough of that," he says calmly. He flicks his wrist and binds her wrists together. He leans down slowly, pain shooting through his injured arm, and picks up the discarded gun.

"And so it ends."

She looks up at him, her chin held high. Her eyes fierce and proud. He falters a moment, a pang of guilt striking him. Had she not saved him and he her before in some distant past?

"Natasha," he begins, his voice soft, "I need you to understand something before I kill you. Please-" his voice breaks. "I-These are orders, and I know you of all people can understand that. They're threatening the only thing I have."

She says nothing, just stares at him. He feels more vulnerable now than he had been before she took her shot at him. Now, as he has her in his grasp.

"Please. I just want you to know that I'm sorry. About Barton. About SHIELD. About everything. And I wanted to thank you... for all those times when you... helped. Thank you."

"I know. And Loki, I forgive you. Just make it quick."

"Thank you."

He takes aim with his good arm. He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. The shot rings out and echoes.