latest craze

I’m forming a squad, who else is down to wear trenchcoats and cargo shorts  with sandwich bags sewed all over the inside and then liberate the Walmart bettas by pouring them into our many pockets and escaping the store undetected as human aquariums

liberated bettas will be sewn their own cargo shorts and given appropriate training so the cycle can continue

I’ve seen enough true crime and 48 hours documentaries to know certain things:

1) Don’t be “beautiful, bubbly and full of life.”

2) Don’t have a valuable life insurance policy.

3) Don’t marry a handsome but, eh, shady, secretive man you are unsure about.. 

4) Don’t let said handsome, but, eh, shady, secretive man have a boat or yacht.

All steps we should take to avoid ending up Nancy Grace’s latest whim or craze.

Terra Battle x Yoko Taro: Tronic Gal Type O Character Story

A Machine who becomes an Android


A quiet, mysterious android girl with an Arachnobot for head.

Despite her looks, she’s just like any other young girl, and fashion is her latest craze. A hot topic among her mechanical friends these days is nut necklaces and screw pendants.

She travels to the mechanical walls every day in search of nuts to use for handmade jewelry.


A quiet, mysterious half-machine girl.

Despite her looks, she’s just like any other young girl, and this time she’s developed a slight sweets obsession. Grease shakes and silicon wafers are two of her favorites.

Although she knows that greasy foods eaten without moderation can make you fat, she’s programmed to prioritize food cravings over concerns about her appearance. She can’t help binge-eating sweets; she’s simply wired that way.

Lately she hangs out in the city of Agra, famous for high-quality machine oil with a particularly sweet taste.


A quiet, mysterious android who, at first sight, is nearly indistinguishable from a real human.

She may not have a beating, organic heart, but she’s a young girl not without an interest in romance. Every day she fantasizes about the parts she’d equip for her wedding, or about delighting a boyfriend with her special dish, spicy microchips with thermal paste dip.

Unfortunately, she doesn’t know a single male android, so every day it’s just her and her girlfriends getting dreamy-eyed chatting about what they imagine love might be like.

But one day…one day her true love will find her!

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Drabble: “Inertia”

Author: @2moms-0fucks

Rating: PG 

Summary: (I can’t believe I wrote this) The fidget spinner craze has attracted a new victim. 


“What the hell is that thing, Mulder?”

His lips purse in a perfect “O” as the plastic pronged toy spins atop his middle finger in a swirl of white and lime green.

“It’s a fidget spinner,” he tells her, as if such a word is a part of her everyday lexicon.

“A whatta spinner?” she asks with raised eyebrows.

“Fid-jit spinner,” he explains slowly, letting each syllable roll off his tongue. “ It’s the latest craze,” he tells her without removing his eyes from the swirling toy.

With a roll of her eyes, she crosses her arms and leans against the doorframe, eyeing it skeptically. “What’s the point of it?”

He shrugs, and holds it up, pinching the center between his thumb and middle finger. "No one knows.”

She grimaces. “Then why are you playing with it?”

Another shrug. “Saw some kids with them in front of Joe’s when I ran in to grab a pack of sunflower seeds–”

“–You bought this at a gas station?”

“They’re everywhere, Scully. Remember the hacky sack craze of 1994?”

She considers his answer, looking to the ceiling with a purse of her lips. “Not really, no.” She shakes her head. “I was too busy keeping your ass in line and out of jail a couple of times, if I remember correctly.”

He smiles with a nod in concession, spinning the toy once more and balancing it on his thumb now instead. “I was told all the cool kids are doing it.”

“Uh huh,” she hums skeptically.

He smiles lopsidedly. “Actually, you should enjoy this, Scully.”

“Should I?”

“Yeah,” he grins, “It’s all about physics.”

She lifts an eyebrow. He catches her look and smirks. Holding out his hand to her, she sighs reluctantly and extends her arm. Turning her hand palm up, he tenderly holds her wrist steady as the toy continues its spin atop his finger.

“Imagine you have a rotating object,” he starts, keeping his eyes on her small hand in his palm, “and you want to change its rotational motion from, say, counterclockwise…” He stops the toy, and pushes the prong in the other direction, “…to clockwise.” She nods once, watching with amusement as he transfers the spinning toy from his finger to hers. “So….,” he continues, slowly removing his hand and watching it spin on her finger, “we must consider two things: mass…,” he drawls slowly, “and–”

“Distribution about the axis,” she finishes for him, keeping her eyes fixed on the toy.

“Very good, Miss Scully,” he croons deeply, and she feels herself blush.

“Do I get an A?” she asks with a slow blink up to his eyes. 

“Why don’t you stop by my office hours later, and we can discuss your grade?” he leers suggestively, and she nudges him with her opposite elbow, cursing softly under her breath when she knocks the toy off balance.

Chuckling, he leans against the doorframe and mirrors her earlier position.  "It’s all about inertia,” he says, watching her perfect the pattern. “It’s cool, huh.”

“Weirdly relaxing,” she tells him, raising her brows as she proudly demonstrates her ability to spin it for greater lengths of time.

“You *would* find it relaxing.” 

She huffs. “What’s that supposed to mean?” 

“Oh, you got a light up one?!” William exclaims, as he enters the kitchen and tosses his backpack on the table.

“Light up one?” Scully asks, ceasing the movement of the toy. William huffs his dissatisfaction at the ineptitude of his old-as-dirt parents, and lifts the toy from her hand. Sighing in annoyance, he pinches the white ends of each prong, and Mulder’s mouth drops open as little green, red and blue lights appear on the tips.

“I didn’t know it did *that*!” he says excitedly, pushing off the wall.

William demonstrates the new swirl of blinking colors with his own mastered hold of the toy. “See?” he says, holding it out in front of him. “Kind of looks like a UFO when it spins, doesn’t it?”

Scully holds up her palm to her husband. “Don’t even start, Mulder.”

Crowley Prompt Request

This was requested by @emilyymichelle: 10. “Stop telling me you’re okay” with Crowley please :)) 

Word count: 402

Warnings: angst/fluff

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Another encounter with the Winchesters, and he still hadn’t seen you in months.  He was worried something had happened to you, but then Sam and Dean would talk about you as if you were still alive.  He wondered where you were and how you were doing.

Since Crowley knew Sam and Dean would be busy for another few days, he decided to check the bunker.  He assumed you were still there and were helping Sam and Dean.  He felt foolish for loving a human, but he couldn’t help himself.

He walked down the halls, in search for your room.  That’s when he saw an open door and flashing lights inside.  When he poked his head in the door, you were sitting in your bed, in the dark, with the tv on.  The volume was low as you watched what was on the TV.

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How the Peculiars Became Famous Headcanon

Requested by @mademoisellepeculiar

Jacob: Accidentally Internet famous-a video was posted of him getting hit in the back of the head by a well aimed snowball from Emma, making him lose his balance on a patch of ice and fall on his face

Bronwyn: Runs a highly popular health and fitness blog

Claire: Beauty vlogger

Horace: TV chef

Enoch: YouTube gamer

Olive: Children’s TV presenter

Fiona: Host of many nature documentaries

Hugh: High profile activist for a conservationist pressure group

Millard: Next generation Bill Nye

Emma: Her reaction to knocking Jacob over with that snowball became a widely recognised meme

Miss Peregrine: Democrat Senator, especially popular for her campaigning in favour of improving social care and housing for disadvantaged children

Sharon: Inventor of the latest dance craze

if i ever run for president i am 10000% making sure my campaign has its own meme department. then i can go to weekly meme briefings where some 21 year old brooklyn intern can tell me what’s cool. like honestly if i don’t know the moves to the latest dance craze i’m straight up dropping out of the race.

Kiss From A Rose

Shunk Week Day 3: Flower Meanings

(Fill 2/4)

Summary: Hunk and Shiro bond over a shared interest in an Altean novel series, which escalates into learning Altean flower language.  It turns out trading flowers is more fun that passing notes.

AKA No one ever make me make up fake flowers ever again

Thank you to @xagrok for beta’ing!

As Shiro opened the door, he nearly walked right into Hunk.  

“Woah, hey there,” he called, stepping carefully out of his path.  "Everything okay?“  He glanced back the way he’d come, as though he could see the reason Hunk was rushing, then realized it wasn’t because he was in a hurry - it was just that Hunk had his nose in a book.

It took a few moments to respond, and then Hunk blinked and looked up.  "Huh?  Oh, Shiro.  Hello.”  Another second passed, and what happened seemed to register.  "Oh!  Did I nearly walk into you?  I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.  I was just distracted.“

"I can see that,” Shiro replied fondly.  "Good book?“

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lynns-art-blog  asked:

A lot of it comes from people who gravitate towards the fandom because it's the "hip new thing". Like, they have no real love for the game, or even know the message behind it. They only parrot what one angry person said because it's the new trend; the latest craze. At least, that's what I've understood about it. Happened a lot in the pony frandom as well.

it’s why I’m glad the buzz has died down and people have swarmed to other things like Bendy or whatever, more of the genuine fans stayed behind 

Hiddleston himself is showing no signs of flagging. Ever-chipper, he does jumping jacks between takes and regales us with acting advice from Michael Caine: “Don’t blink, ‘cause they’ll cut away. And pick which eye you look into: if you go from one to the other, it conveys weakness on film.” He also reveals the latest inter-cast craze: texting each other gifs from their films.
“John C. Reilly has instructed me in the way of the gif,” he laughs. “It’s fun, because you can take the piss out of yourself. I’ve been sending people a particularly humiliating dancey one of me. And John recently, when he was disappointed by something, sent a gif of me from The Deep Blue Sea. I said, 'Where did you find that?’ He said, 'I just googled "disappointed gif”.’
—  “Jungle Boogie”, Empire Magazine, March 2017.