HEY KID, HAVE YOU EVER WANTED TO WRITE YOUR ENGLISH ESSAYS COMPLETELY IN CODE? WELL, NOW YOU CAN DO THAT!
Presenting one of the nerdiest things I’ve ever spent three hours on:
Fordese. Exactly as seen in Journal 3, but as a font. You too can confuse your work partner, twin brother, and dream demon arch-nemesis by simply typing on the keyboard as normal, no pen needed!
I must thank @picnokinesis and the fics they wrote in code for putting the random inspiration in my mind to do this, ahahah. XD
The font includes all coded letters from A-Z, both in uppercase and lowercase. (They’re both the same, though- I just figured it wouldn’t hurt to double up.) It has a full set of numbers, and the most common punctuation. Some of the letters are annoyingly close to each other, but it couldn’t easily be helped.
But hey, if anyone actually uses this and makes a post, please feel free to tag me in it so I can see! And if anyone tries this out and there’s any major issues with it, let me know and I can try to fix it! :D
Your super power is “Swing.” Every time you snap your fingers to a rhythm, music starts playing from out of the Blues and everybody is forced to participate: dancing, singing, nodding head, or snapping with you. One day you meet your arch-nemesis.
You know what I’m tired of? Soulmate AUs with the protagonist/antagonist ship as the main pairing that always has the villain who reacts the best to the situation, and the hero freaking out.
What I want to see is a hero who gets it, who understands that yeah, their soulmate may kind of be a murdering psychopath, but that’s cool, they can deal with that, they can live through it, but what’s not cool is them totally looking the other way and avoiding the hell out of them.
Give me the realisation that they’re soulmates in the middle of a fight, when they’re bloody and bruised and tired and they just slip, skin on skin contact, and then the whole world just shifts into place.
“This can’t be happening.”
“Have you every heard of opposites attract?”
“I’m going to kill you.”
“But- Okay, yeah, we’re doing this.”
Give me a brutal fight that ends with a “Since when do my attacks hurt this much?” and the villain slowly realising that they can’t kill themselves out of this situation, that they can’t escape this because they’re soul bonded to a kid with a hero complex who is constantly trying to thwart them and is now for some reason grinning at them like a lunatic because they supposedly belong together. And damn does suddenly being able to feel emotions and pain that wasn’t his sting, because he has enough shit to deal with on his own without the added pressure, thanks.
Give me snarky comments and miniature fights in the middle of the night when the hero catches the antagonist coming back from who knows where, bloody and in pain and maybe a little too bust up, to say they won the fight.
“You usually look happier to see me.”
“You killed someone this morning.”
“What gave it away?”
“You mean besides the fact that you’re covered in blood and I felt every moment of it?”
Give me the villain slowly getting used to the idea that hey, they’re sort of going to have to put up with this little ray of sunshine for a while even though he kind of hates his guts and wants to kill him, but also give me the villain wondering what they ever did to deserve this. What could they possibly have done that was so great, so obscenely terrifyingly amazing that they could be soul bonded to a person like this, someone so innocent and righteous and downright beautiful that half of it seems like a mad dream?
“Not every bad guy has a tragic past.”
“But you do. I’ve seen it.”
“I’m going to punch you.”
“That would be counterproductive to what we’re doing here.”
“That hurt you as much as it hurt me.”
Give me tempers flaring and bristling arguments and the hero getting so tired, but still carrying on, not because they think that there’s some good in the antagonist or because they think they can change them, but because this is their soulmate, the person that the fates chose for him, his other half, someone that he had to protect and look after and love, because if not him, then who else was going to?
“I am going to hurt you. I’m going to rip out your intestines and strangle you with them.”
“You’ve been pretty good today. That’s three less death threats than yesterday.”
“Prepare to have your balls removed with a butcher’s knife and shoved down your throat, asshole.”
“I’m still counting this as progress.”
Give me the antagonist not realising the reality that this isn’t someone who wants something from him, who wants to change him, use him, abuse him, but rather someone who just wants to be with him, love him. Give me an antagonist who can’t understand the concept that somebody might actually care.
“I thought this was what you wanted! The sex, the cuddling, the stupid hand-holding. What more could you want from me?”
“I don’t want anything from you.”
“Yes you do. They always do! Just tell me what you want and you can have it. Just leave me alone, please. I can’t take this anymore.”
“I want you to trust me, to believe me when I say that I love you.”
“You’re only saying that because of the bond.”
“No, I’m not. I’ve seen everything that you have, felt what you feel, heard what you’ve heard. Maybe at first, a little, it was just because of the bond, but then I fell in love with you, the real you, the one behind all the fronts that you put up.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“I didn’t expect you too, but you will, one day. I’m not giving up on you.”
Give me the hero facing shit from their friends and family, because they don’t understand why they’re trying so hard and putting up with so much shit, even though he’s his soulmate, but the hero just shrugging and smiling because they get it, and it doesn’t matter if everyone else doesn’t.
“He threatens to brutally mutilate you constantly.”
“I like to believe it’s how he expresses his affections.”
“He tried to kill you so many times.”
“There was only the once after we found out about the bond, though.”
“You’re making excuses now.”
“It’s just that there’s so much anger in him, all of the time. I don’t know how anyone could live like that. I want to help him.”
“You’re going to get yourself killed.”
“That’s not my biggest concern anymore. He is.”
Give me a hero who tries so, so hard, and a villain who, despite everything, slowly gives in. Give me quiet nights laid in bed or watching the stars, no words and only their hands touching, just the sensation of palm against palm enough. Give me heated arguments, rage, unsteady headiness at the realisation that they’re not going to leave each other, no matter what happens.
Give me a soulmate AU where the hero doesn’t react badly, isn’t scared or hateful that their soulmate is their arch nemesis, the big bad guy, the villain they can never seem to get rid of, because really they should have expected that all along. Because no one hates that much without there being a little something more behind it.
- ‘You’re my arch nemesis but our best friends are dating…I guess I’ll play nice in civvies, for now’ AU - ‘So what about a double date?’ AU
- ‘I will burn down this city and everyone in it’ AU - 'Good job I brought a fire extinguisher then’ AU
- ‘I can’t believe I finally got into the superhero academy, this is the best day of my life and- …What are you doing here? You’re not a hero’ AU - ‘My application was mostly ironic, I swear’ AU
- ‘I’m a superthief…is it too cliche if I make it my mission to steal your heart?’ AU - ‘If you come anywhere near my heart I will cut your goddamn hands off. You are not selling my organs on the black market’ AU
- ‘My mail keeps getting switched with my neighbour’s, which would be fine if it wasn’t full of two-for-one offers on death rays’ AU - 'Why on earth do I keep getting coded letters asking me to join the League of Heroes? Is this a mistake or some kind of backhanded compliment?’ AU
- 'I accidentally admitted that I’ve never seen the Harry Potter movies and now you’re dragging me back to your place for a marathon and I have no idea what to do’ AU - 'I knew you were evil but this is a step too far! Maybe the reason that you’re the bad guy is that you’ve never seen Harry Potter, because that’s some childhood deprivation right there’ AU
- 'Every Tuesday I take the night off from committing crimes to go and sit in my favourite restaurant for a few hours. I absolutely do not have a crush on the cute waitress’ AU - 'I was getting harassed by two dickheads and my favourite customer stepped in to protect me…aaaand he’s a supervillain. Great.’ AU
- ‘Look, I really need a date to take to this superhero get-together, but I have no-one to ask…will you come with me?’ AU - ‘Are you seriously asking me to walk into a room filled to the brim with superheroes? …I can’t believe my archenemy is such a sad, friendless person. Of course I’ll come’ AU
- ‘Look after my dogs while I’m in jail, would you?’ AU - ‘When I said I’d look after your dogs, I didn’t realise they were actual hellhounds!’ AU
- ‘I work in airport security for a city with one of the most famous heroes around. Villains frequently fly in to challenge her. It’s my job to stop them getting out of the airport’ AU - ‘Jesus Christ, I thought this place was an airport, not a death trap. Who are you?’ AU BONUS: ‘I am a minimum wage employee drugged up on caffeine and loathing. I have nothing left to lose.’
I used to love pink until I was four, when I was confronted with the expectations that were associated with the color. I wasn’t a princess, why did every gift or item of clothing have to be girly? So I realised I had to step away from the color if I were to be treated as myself, but I was too afraid to ask, afraid to be abandoned. With an exception of a period when I was 14-15 years old when I made one last effort to try to be what was expected of me, I haven’t had any pink clothes since I was allowed to start buying my own clothes.
Now I feel confident in my skin, I have reclaimed what I had once despised as my worst enemy. I figured it was not the color that was my arch nemesis, it were the people who used it as a symbol of oppression, a method to decide on my future. I’m not taking it anymore, to police people on what to wear is like getting hostile towards people who like sugar in their coffee. You Don’t Have To Drink It. Actually you Shouldn’t drink it at all because it’s not even your fucking coffee. I feel good and empowered in pink, to me it is the symbol of growth and confidence.
hello yes I would like to take a moment to talk to you about my favorite LazyTown episode
it is Sportacus Who? because my god, this episode has everything
-the whole opening segment where Mr. Amazing Superhero Gymnast Elf straight-up faceplants into the door of his own airship
-the ridiculous lengths he goes to to get his letter back because he forgot to sign it and my goodness, there might be some confusion, I mean there are so many people who would send a letter by paper airplane carried on a bowling ball. oh no wait. there’s just one.
-Pixel apparently asked Sportacus to remind him to back up his computer. Pixel you invent devices that warp reality on a regular basis I’m pretty sure you could rig up a a reminder app for your wrist thing.
-Pixel somehow screws up a routine data backup so badly his computer starts smoking. what were you doing
-Sportacus unplugging all the cords to the computer in the most hilariously unsafe way. dude. stop. you’re gonna electrocute yourself.
-on that note Pixel really needs to get a surge protector or something, geez. it’s kind of amazing he hasn’t burned his house down already.
-Robbie just happens to have a memory-wiping machine. We don’t see him building it or ordering it or anything. He just has one. Why? We will never know.
-Robbie’s plan to get Sportacus to go through the machine is to set up a bunch of hurdles leading to it because he knows Sportacus will automatically jump over them and it frikkin works BECAUSE OF COURSE IT DOES
-the little spark that runs over Sportacus’s hat after he gets out of the machine
-memory-wiped Sportacus is somehow even more adorkable than regular Sportacus, how is that possible, that should not be allowed
-Robbie has his arch-nemesis memory-wiped and believing Robbie is his best friend, meaning Robbie could make him believe anything he wanted, and his immediate response to possessing this incredible power is to make Sportacus serve ice cream
-Stephanie and Ziggy’s brief but surprisingly existential discussion about memory loss
-Sportacus wearing the ice cream hat on top of his regular hat
-Sportacus serving ice cream just as ridiculously as he does everything else
-the dashing ice cream save
-even when memory-wiped Sportacus just instinctively does push-ups
-Robbie can’t get Sportacus to stay still for even two seconds
-Sportacus in the dance number being so confused but so cheerful and eager to please
-the whole Marx Brothers-esque bit with Robbie trying to tell Sportacus the insult
-Sportacus can produce a pencil from nowhere
-Robbie apparently can’t spell the words ‘blue elf’
-also just the fact that the worst insult Robbie can think of is ‘blue elf’, which is quite possibly a literal descriptor
-Sportacus is so excited that he owns an airship
-Robbie makes Sportacus go sit in his airship and knit
-Sportacus knows how to knit in the first place
-Robbie gave Sportacus Sportacus-appropriate colors of yarn
-Pixel somehow restores his computer despite it having been melted earlier, that is pretty dang impressive man
-Robbie’s kid trap that also works perfectly
-honestly Robbie almost won in this episode, if he had just used a cannonball instead of himself he would have had it in the bag
-Sportacus knitting a giant Doctor Who scarf and then jumping out of the airship with it, but not before attaching it to anything so I’m not sure why that works
-Sportacus trolling the kids and Robbie and not even doing anything to help Robbie get out of the tree, he just gives him a scarf to land on
-”I think you should wear a helmet all the time”
-Sportacus tells Robbie they can still be friends
-”with friends like you, who needs friends?”
-the kids accomplish nothing in this episode. nothing. the entire b-plot with Pixel’s computer leads up to absolutely nothing at all.
-this episode has like, no message about healthy behavior at all. As far as I can tell the closest thing to a moral here is “always back up your files”. which, tbf, is a pretty good moral.
-seriously I think this episode was the point when I realized I unironically loved this show. it is a true work of art. well done.