So ahhhhh I wanted a silly avatar with an aroace flag and dinosaur, but I didn’t find one that was the appropriate level of silliness, so I made it for myself and along with the others on the spectrum, enjoy
i love this type of post
the mechanisms are a steampunk folk concept band! if you’re familiar with the decemberists, some of the stuff david bowie has done, or steam powered giraffe, it’s a bit like that- each album tells a story! (the albums are all tragic space operas, with the added bonus of being very queer!)
the bit where it starts to get complicated is the band itself. they’re all playing characters, and they do their shows in character! so, basically, the narration on the albums isn’t omniscient- it’s being narrated by the mechanisms, who have opinions about the story and tend to get involved in it at some point. to differentiate them from the actual band, i’m going to refer to them as ‘the crew of the aurora’!
further details under the cut! (edit: added some links!)
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this video is genuinely amazing.
i don't know why, but "running up that hill" makes alot of things into good trailers. i love this so much,,
original video goes to milfparkers on tik tok
I don't really know meme formats but I think this makes sense
There are only people who are alive
And people who are FUCKING DEAD
My brain has latched on to the Spankoffski brothers and I can’t stop thinking about them.
omg! going to the lakeside mall in hatchetfield for black friday! hope nothing bad happens to me!!
it’s been three whole entire years
i loved nerdy prudes, but the fact that General John MacNemera feature and no PEIP joke, therefore not completing the rule of three, makes me want to vomit
Show Me Your Hands playing anytime the cops are onstage it cracks me up
Cup of Roasted Coffee playing during the Beanies scene
and then the opening notes of Inevitable playing when Paul tries to talk to the cop lmao
OBVIOUSLY the "I'm not a loser" notes but one instance of it that I haven't seen much about is during the big note of Just For Once where you can hear the notes in the background (it's hard to focus on because of Lauren's gorgeous voice but now that I've noticed it I want to cry a little every time I hear it)
the Nightmare Time motif but especially when it plays right before Grace wakes up from a nightmare
WE WILL BUILD A PORTAL JUST FOR- right after wiggly's "hello frendy wends" with all the lights and everything UGH unparalleled moment
The funny thing about Nerdy Prudes Must Die is that Richie and Ruth are unashamedly horny, Pete and Steph are the only ones normal about sex, and Grace thinks carrying books is the equivalent to having sex and also she fucks a murderous rampaging ghost.
Grace is the only one who is actually a prude and the only one to actually have sex.
Paul features in all 3 Hatchetfield musicals. Which isn't much but it's a lot for a guy who doesn't like musicals.
a fun fact that people may not know about me is that i’m regular about media. i’m so normal about things i enjoy. i never ever get weird or obsessive about them and I consume and enjoy them completely normally. also im a fucking liar
it’s the fact that ed doesn’t know. he doesn’t know that badminton kidnapped stede with the intent to kill him. he doesn’t know that stede was so filled with self-hatred that he ran back home because he believed what badminton said: that he defiled beautiful things. and ed is the most beautiful thing he knows of. ed doesn’t know that stede is completely in love with him and knows it now. ed doesn’t know stede concocted the most elaborate and ridiculous fuckery (with the help of his awesome wife) to fake his death just so he could sail off and find ed and be with him forever. because faking your death means you have no intention of ever coming back; stede faking his death was a commitment to ed. and ed doesn’t know that stede is waxing poetic about him and staring at the moon thinking about him and being oh so in love with him.
instead, ed thinks stede lied to him about ed making him happy. he thinks stede lied to him about how much he cared for him. he thinks stede just up and left, because he’s ed and no one good stays for him.
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happy barbieheimer day
happy barbenheimer day 🫶🏼
When will my husband (Ao3) return from war (is up again)
In the middle of a fanfic and this shit happens
The world hates me
the original 2015 graphic novel is more insane than the movie cuz like
exhibit A: nimona expresses liking pizza and ballister at first refuses her asking to order in because the delivery to his mindfuck nowhere lair is expensive . later, when an accident happens and nimona gets upset, he remembers that she liked pizza and offers to order in . if that isnt dad behavior idk what that is (im fatherless)
exhibit B :
they went to a science expo slash carnival . they went undercover . a stand seller mistakes them for a father & son and they just... went with it . he carries nimona around . what the fuck man
exhibit C :
ballister freaks the FUCK out when she gets injured way more than he did in the movie and then proceeds to play board games with her to cheer her up
oops hit tumblr picture limit i will continue my dad ballister propaganda in the reblogs
Hello! This is a Klance fan fic thing from this au concept- http://caseydambro.tumblr.com/post/167469469335/au-where-team-voltron-meets-alternate-team-voltron I got permission so write it so yEAH HERE YA GO
The tapping of feet could be heard, humming as if it was an alternative rock song. Though, it was horribly off and way out of tune, a big grin on the source of the sound. Lance was humming loudly in the lounging room along with Keith and Pidge, whom had their neon green headphones on as she typed on her laptop. The pale teenaged boy was visibly irritated, a headache forming as one of his favorite songs were being hummed by the one and only Lance. A growled emmited from him, and Lance chucked. “Aww, is Keith liking my humming? Shall I sing?” He cooed, then stood up before the other could respond. A series of lyrics rolled off the Cuban boy’s lips as he danced, purposely performing a disaster routine. Right before Keith was about to snap, Shiro walked in and a suspicious look grew onto his face. “Lance, why are you dancing? And infront of Keith?” The mullet head crossed his arms firmly, “and what’s that supposed to mean?” The other smirked and simply replied. “Nothing. Anyways, I came in here to tell you that Allura wants us all in the main room.”
By the time the whole team, along with the Blade of Mamora, gathered round- Lance and Keith were already bickering about music tastes. Then the familiar dark skinned altean cleared her throat, indicating for them all to listen up. “Hello everyone, I asked for you to all meet here because we have been asked to meet Elprup- the ruler of the planet Nonnac. He offers to give us food if we speak to him about joining the coalition, which we need to stalk up on. So I ask of Shiro and Kolivan to accompany me.” Allura looked at the two, and they both nodded their heads in agreement. “Perfect! Their civilization is very friendly, so the rest of you can check everything out- though there is a very violent group among them.” Lance cheered, ignoring the warning about the danger. They all started to head out, and they all looked around while exploring the town, many purple structures around them. Keith ended up settling down at a small carnival- or at least that’s what humans would consider it. He was tossing rings onto odd bottle-like targets. The boy was struggling but his stubborness got to him as he tried again and again. Eventually Lance saw the other, and watched him for a bit. Already after three throws, he came over to give Keith tips. The two resulted into a competition once he got the hang of it.
Neck and neck, both of the two teens were one point away from winning. Keith tossed his, but then fumbled from sudden contact. Warm arms wrapped around him from behind, and he could see his paladin armor as he blushed. “Lance..?” Keith turned around slowly to face Lance in tears with a faded scar across his face. His hair was unusually messy, along with chapped lips. The Cuban male suddenly swooped in and locked their lips together, and Keith could feel all the blood in his body rise up to his cheeks. Meanwhile, the ‘neat’ Lance had a shocked expression, trying to process this as the other glanced at him worryingly. As soon as they pulled away, the worned down Cuban spoke. “I thought you were dead, oh my god! I’m so happy you’re alive, I knew you wouldn’t go down to the galra.”
Mullet boy gawked, his jaw wide open as he glanced between the two red paladins. “Am I.. Imagining things? Am I the only one who seems this?” The relieved one turned his attention to his counterpart with wide eyes. He immediately jumped up, pointing at the other. “WHAT THE QUIZNAK?!” The ‘original’ Cuban stammered while speaking, though he was energized like the other. “WHO ARE YOU?! WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE ME?” “SAME GOES FOR YOU!” The other replied. The two Lances were making quite a scene, and Keith pulled them both by the wrist and into an alley way.
“Okay, so I came here with this Lance, how did you get here? And why did you think I was dead?” The pale boy asked. The new blue started to explain. “Okay, so I kind of ran away from team Voltron to find you… You disappeared right after we defeated Zarkon, you left your lion without any trace. Keith, you’ve been gone for almost five months now! And I finally found you- I’ve been searching for you for so long- going planet to planet.. I even went through this weird wormhole to find you! And I did it- I have to tell the others.” “Woah woah woah, what’s this thing about the wormhole?” His counterpart asked.
“Oh.. That? Well I saw it open and I supposed Allura maybe left it open from the other side, but it wasn’t a circle, more like a tear.” The two rivals looked at eachother for a moment, seeming as if they were trying to ask the other what he may be talking about. The pale teen shrugged and turned his attention back to the warn down boy. “Well uh, what can we call you?” The other thought for a moment and smirked. “The tailor, cause I thread the needle~”
Keith face palmed with a sigh as the Lance he arrived with high fived the other. “But seriously, call me…. Lane! It kind of sounds like Lance, right?” The other two agreed with shrugs. “Let’s just… We need to tell the others, come on you two.” Keith started and headed towards the castle ship, hoping to meet Coran inside.
Part one
As the three teens made their way to the castle, they got strange looks from many of the citizens. They swerved through the crowd, but ended up in an unfamiliar area. It was worn down, the walls tainted with orange dust and graffiti- or some sort of alien art. Blue bricks looked gray, and the wallpaper was peeling. It had an eerie feeling to it, as if something could pop out and attack you. An unpleasant musty smell filled their sinuses, and Lance scrunched up his nose. “It smells horrible! How could they live in this area?” He complained as a bug buzz by him, resembling something like a moth.
The boy jumped and then started chasing it, determined to kill it. Keith groaned a little, and then scolded his friend. “Lance! Stop that, we can’t goof around.” “Ugh, you’re such a mood killer.” The other whined, then a low growl emmited from some figure- too animal like to be a human. Lane grabbed them both, and dragged them behind a dumpster. A chill crawled up Keith’s spine as he shuddered from the reeking smell. Lance coughed, about to complain- but heavy footsteps could be heard.
A well built figure walked along the alleyway, their thick fur covering it’s bulky body. Both of the Cuban boys quietly gasped, recognizing that it was a Yupper. The species that Beta Traz Warden owned as a pet. Though, it wasn’t purple like the previous one they saw was. It’s coat was a dark brown, and the fluffy parts of his fur were a tanned yellow as his eyes seemed to be dark as night, though there was a small green tint glowing within them.
“What? What is it?” Keith questioned quietly, but neither of the Lances responded. Lance slowly started to stand up, gripping onto his red bayard tightly. He steadily aimed it at the monster, then pulled the trigger. It hardly missed the creature, skimming the fur on his coat. The yupper roared and turned to the three, racing at them. Keith immediately pulled out his Mamora blade, charging at it.
Before he could slash at it, something shot the monster in the eye with a bang. He cried out in pain, stepping back as he covered his wound. The pale boy took this chance to attack, quickly knocking it down. He regained his breath then turned around, facing the two. Lance had a shocked face while Lane smirked triumphantly. “Pew, pew, pew~” He gently chuckled. “How did you do that?!” Lance questioned, and Keith rolled his eyes. “Come on, we have to get to the castle.”
When Coran was informed on the situation, he immediately called everyone back to the ship. While he was searching for information about the problem, the two Lances talked to eachother about the team.
Apparently, Lane was the new paladin for the Black lion- Shiro piloting the Red and Allura with Blue. The original cuban boy smiled, getting giddy about himself in another reality. He then grew serious, “Can you uhm… Help me train? Your aim is amazing and I want to uh, help out the team more… I’m not really the best warrior, this is war so I want to train hard.” The male said, and then Lane had an understanding look. “Yeah… I get that- but Lance,” He put his hand on the other’s shoulder. “We- you have amazing talent. You need to recognize that, it took me a long time to notice it.”
Before they could continue on with their heart-felt conversation, the rest of the team bolted inside, and they were all mostly in shock at the sight. “Uhh, am I the only one seeing doubles?” Hunk questioned, getting a nod from everyone as a response. Shiro spoke up, “Who uh, who’s our Lance?” Lane pointed to the other, and then the other stood up happily. “You should all recognize me, my dear paladins.” He teased, then introduced the scarred cuban. “This is me, well from another reality. We call him Lane!” Hunk smiled brightly and became giddy. “Oh yeah, two of my buds!”
After everyone was updated on the situation, they had to find Lane somewhere to sleep. He suggested that he could sleep next to Keith, but he shut him down immediately, just like he expected. It was decided that he would sleep in Lance’s bed as he slept on the floor. Of course the other whined, but he accepted it for now. It was almost midnight, and both of the cubans rustled around. “…Hey Lane, you awake?” Lance questioned, and the other hummed in response. “Can you uh, help me train?” The other raised an eyebrow as he sat up quickly. “Lance, you need your rest-” “Yeah yeah, I know! But I just can’t sleep right now. So can you help me?” He begged.
The other thought for a moment, then sighed. “Fine, but only for an hour- no more.” Lane said as he got up, “But I’m not changing out of these pajamas, I really like them!” The other chuckled with a nod, then grabbed his paladin suit. The two arrived in the battling arena, both of them equipped with their bayards.
Lane started on level 32, one that Lance was far away from. He watched as the other sniped a few of the enemies, kicking the one behind him with great force. When it was on the ground, he shot it in the head. He was suddenly tackled to the ground, but he turned the tables and pinned it down, shooting it with his bayard. Suddenly his weapon changed forms, turning into two black desert eagle pistols. He turned around and shot the remaining robots, smirking a little in pride.
Lance’s jaw was dropped on the ground, his pupils wide as a penny. He cheered the other as they walked towards him. “Your bayard changed mid battle! That’s amazing- how the cheese did you do it?!” He asked with a huge smile. “Secrets- but soon I’ll try and teach you them.” Lane teased cockily.
voltron producers: we’d love to make a new theme song but we don’t have the budget me, sliding this monstrosity across the desk: you’re welcome
Does anyone else drink water, and it spills down their shirt and you just ask yourself...Why?
Klaus: What do you call a gay person burning
Klaus: LGBBQ
Ben:
Ben: It's 3am just go to sleep