A FUN GAME:
PRETEND YOUR ICON IS MAKING ITS CURRENT EXPRESSION WHILE GETTING A BLOWJOB
So lately I’ve been seeing people drop out of the Hetalia fandom and I just wanted to know if the fandom is still going strong?
I’ve been very self-conscious even though I never cosplayed, and I’m afraid that people will make fun of me if I show up at a convention with my cane, so please reblog if you wouldn’t mind?!
Oooh, let’s see…my powers are stronger in spring and summer so clearly during the fall/winter I hibernate to build up my energy/powers! As for the powers themselves…probably something to do with plants and stuff.
I guess I’d have cool space based powers. Like shooting cosmic rays, low gravity jumping, flying into space, or summoning meteors…THAT I USE AS GIANT BOXING GLOVES”
"The space race was a Cold War within itself; an arms race moving faster than anyone could predict…or any even knew about. Interstellar travel already existed unknowingly to both sides, and it was ready to ignite the world with something greater than nuclear fire. Children, soldiers, were exposed to the forces that allowed interstellar travel, and those who survived began training. Sparring above Jupiter, flying over Venus, exploring Saturn’s moons, learning about the mechanics of the universe itself (when they weren’t learning how to easily disable tanks and nukes) and even finding time to laugh near Uranus. But the laughter came to an end when their purpose was made true. They were to be heralds of the apocalypse and they were to enjoy it. And they did. All but one. One-three- one. One who put an end to it, ended his brothers and sisters, his mentors and watchers, his lovers and abusers…and returned to Earth only to discover he was not one of them. Not a human. He was not. He was what his creators wanted. A Naut. THE Naut. The only one."
I can’t come up with a sick backstory like my friend here, but I WOULD BE SO UNBELIEVABLY HYPE BECAUSE I WOULD LITERALLY BE A POWER RANGER.
GOKAI GATO. SPACE PIRATE.
I drive an awesome space ship (like a literal pirate ship) that transforms into a mech. It’s design is also inspired by sharks because nothing is more metal than SHARKS IN SPACE.
My ship flag emblem would be a lion but the mane would look like the jaws of a shark. YUUUUUU.
I guess that means me and Naut would have to team up.
"SUFFER BY MY HANDS YOU USED DIRTY DIAPER?!" The cosmic horror screeched and wailed, smacking away the barrage of meteor fist.
It clutched its fedora desperately as horrific tendrils slashed at The Naut, oozing horrible counter arguments and enormous levels of ignorance. The Naut zigged and zagged across the void of space, avoiding the onslaught.
"By stars, this is pretty bad. Gotta go big, put an end to this bastard for goo-"
A tendril whipped by and sent The Naut flying into an asteroid field. Debris floated freely, clouding the sector, and the horror chortled at it’s seeming victory. It leaned in to get a closer to admire its work.
"TOTAL OWNAGE!! NO MATCH FOR OUR INTELLECT AND TRUE LOGIC!!11!!"
The horror in it’s own hubris failed to notice the colossal fist rising from the ashes.
The Naut landed a solid hit on the horror, propelling it upward. The more asteroid fist shattered and the Naut flew past, rising above the horror.
"JUPITER LEG DROP!"
The Naut’s leg dropped onto the horror’s head and the horror stopped ascending. He’d softened it up, tenderized it. Now it was time for the oven. The Naut began drawing in cosmic radiation.
The universe lit up and The Naut was nearly powered down. Yet the horror was still standing in all it’s grotesque glory.
"AHAHAHA YOU CAN’T WIN YOU USED DIAPER! THE WORLD ISN’T THAT BLACK AND WHI-" The horror was bombarded with pistol fire, letting out a deathly wail.
"YUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU" A voice yelled into the cosmic night. A shark shaped pirate ship, snapping its jaws, streaked across the sky as it’s captain unloaded on the horror. The Gokai ranger made a variety of galiant poses each time he fired on the horror. It was like watching a bootleg interstellar drive-by.
"Gato! Man am I glad to see you! Cosmic powers don’t really work on this dude. It’s so dense! It’s head alone is just too damn thick"
"Nah, they work fine! You just need a dose of jawesome-ness! And some help from an ally or two."
An obsidian space cruiser in the shape of a bat whizzed by and collected the Naut. It circled back and took place beside the pirate ship.
"Let’s put this moupfaka out on his ass!" Gokai Gato yelled. "Transformation!"
The ship began to shift and reconstruct itself. It’s chest was a ravenous shark mouth with a cannon while the back fin formed a head with a crown. The bat cruiser combined with the shark zords back, a colossal set of bitching wings reach outwards. And in that moment it was a complete.
"JAWESOME SENTAI GALACTIC MEGAZORD!" The heroes yelled in unison!
And thus, the true battle begins.
i am not creative but
I fling ovaries to the baddies like bombs and BOOOM.
and if the victim is a guy, we make him have periods and suffer the wrath of bleeding
everyone has cool super powers and im just like ”hah i suck wow”
you are grounded young lady.
-intelligence (or lack of)
-skills (or lack of)
-friends (or lack of)
Who ever reblogs this will get a message in their inbox.
(To be continued??)
Let me tell you how majmu always comes up with the best AUs. Last night I showed them a song I wanted to use in a drawing but didn’t know how and WITHOUT EVEN ASKING FOR IT I soon found myself crying over this (thanks for majmu for both writing this and the idea itself!)
'Marco is a shifter. He wants to stop the war raging between humanity and the titans, and he believes that he can do it by striking the core of the problem, titans. Somewhere outside the walls there is a place where there are more shifters. And Marco will find it.
The thing is, he’ll most likely die on this self-assigned mission. Double agenting without actually double agenting to either side can be lethal, you see.
He was going to fake his death in the next major attack and follow the attackers, but then Jean happened. He couldn’t just leave the most important person in his life like that.
So, a few days before the day they would choose their military factions, Marco pulled Jean aside with a grim expression.’
that I don’t know what to do with :