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anonymous asked:

I love how you people can still love Sonic and Tails and everyone involved in house of cards even tho they were made into complete assholes for the story but Tails' parents are completely unsalvageable and shouldve either had their skulls crushed or stayed away from their beloved son. Yeah these two characters responsible for Tails' life inuniverse and were written good before shouldve been tossed in the garbage disposal because of one bad story and couldnt be redeemed before the reboot.

The thing is, with most of those characters, they had good stories and moments that made up for that shitfest. Tails’ parents combined had like one good moment, one moment that made me think that they were worth shit. All they really did was add needless political drama to a comic that did not need political drama and did not handle it well in any sense of the word.

They, along with most of the game cast’s parents, really had no reason to exist other than the sake of existing, and yes, this extends to Sonic’s parents too. And Knuckles’. The only reason they were added was because Penders and co couldn’t wrap their heads around teenagers fighting someone like Robotnik without adult supervision and guidance. That’s it. That’s the big fucking reason.

Patater Week (Feb 6) Get Together

you know how i said i wasn’t doing this

apparently i am a liar.

(all the week’s fics will go onto ao3)

They literally slam into each other at a roller rink.

It’s a You Can Play benefit thing for kids. Kent’s too busy watching to make sure he doesn’t run over one of the mini-tots that he completely misses the giant headed in his direction. And you would think, wouldn’t you, that a guy whose career involved balancing on knives on ice would take a check on skates as well as he did in an ice rink, but nope. Kent hits Alexei Mashkov head-on and sends them both into a pile on the ground.

The icing on the cake is Kent’s arm clotheslining a six-year-old on the way down.

So now he and Tater are both sitting on the side of the roller skating rink, holding matching cold packs to their faces while a small child stuffs tissues up his nose to stop the bleeding.

“I’mb gonna tell everybody at school that Kent Parsob hit by face!” the kid tells Kent happily, oblivious to his dad’s efforts to keep him from talking and thereby snorting blood everywhere.

Kent gives him a weak thumbs up. At his side, Alexei makes a noise that might actually be a giggle.

“You so cute with kids,” Alexei says.

Damn language barriers, Kent thinks. “You mean I’m good with kids. And I’m not that great. They just like me because I’m ridiculous.”

“You are very ridiculous,” Alexie agrees. “But I’m choose right word, ‘cute.’ You are cute being with kids.”

Kent thinks the head-on collision must have knocked something loose in both their heads. He twists sideways and gapes, the effect of which is probably lost due to the ice pack covering half his face. “I’m sorry. What did you just say?”

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Ivar Ragnarsson X Reader

Modern AU

Ivar had been staring at you for almost the whole of maths and you didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of looking at him. You were feeling a bit angry and Ivar ‘The Cripple’ Ragnarsson was hardly going to make you feel better. This morning the girls had got a lecture from the teachers about the shortness of skirts because apparently we’re all sluts or something. You didn’t understand why anyone cared, it’s a skirt and it’s not going to affect what you do. But you’d hardly been listening as the teachers said they were worried for your safety, as if some pre-pubescent boy was going to find his hand down your pants.

You saw it as an insult that they’d even consider that you’d get off with the boys in your year. They were hardly models or even half decent at that. Ivar Ragnarsson wasn’t ugly, he was actually very attractive. But there was a catch, as there always is. He was possibly the biggest fuckboy you’d ever met. Not to mention he was so annoying that when he spoke it made you want to cry.

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