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[officialfitness2024]

Do the Work

[introspectivememories]

tim "you came" drake and bernard "you called" dowd

[ares857]

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[hopscorched]

fondly remembering the time hyakunosuke used to hang around the main crew because with sugi & tanigaki being lower rank privates, he felt like bossing them around and nagging them about Gun Safety … despite not, you know, being a part of the army anymore.. i think that was a fun dynamic, and he didn’t have an opportunity to act like that later with other groups:)

��did he make a nasty remark about it?’ - ‘oh yes he absolutely did’

[thereareeyesinsidethetrees]

okay so this hasn’t happened to us recently, but ae hate when the response to someone’s disability is ‘how do you (blank) xD’

idk man. agonizingly

[astrxlfinale]

look at user @araneitela out here actually writing words.

the old myths have been defeated.

[ratatatastic]

i always think its so funny as the wedding and progresses into the reception how much more articles of clothing gets disrobed

[daisychainsandbowties]

do you think beatrice would be into the height difference between her and lilith? like probably not much and not often, after all there’s just two or three inches between them, but then sometimes beatrice will be abruptly reminded of it in a vv in your face way and it’ll fluster her more than it should or something maybe?

what are things about lilith and/or things she does do you think would fluster beatrice? and if you’re willing, please do spare a few general/misc & random bealil hcs that you may have 🤲

me looking at every scene between them i've ever written where bea's internal monologue is pretty much

TALL TALL i should tell her a fun fact TALL TALL

[victorluvsalice]

A “Valicer Of The Opera” Thought

This one’s for @stretch-time, in reference to the “Valicer Of The Opera” AU that we discussed back in March. Specifically, I came up with an idea for why the Smiler in that AU would wear a mask! As previously mentioned in the thread, I liked the idea of that AU being a sort of cyberpunky/set-in-the-future-with-robots-and-stuff AU, with Smiler being an android who is hiding out in the opera house for some reason and playing “ghost” to pass the time. My original idea for them wearing a mask a la Erik was that their face might be damaged in some way to make the fact that they’re a robot obvious -- but now I’ve got another idea in mind. One that relates a little more to the coaster and its themeing. It goes a little like this --

-->Smiler is an android made by Dr. Kelman and the Ministry of Joy, for the purposes of brainwashing people into social compliance. They’ve got the ability to breathe Giggler Gas, inject people with hidden stores of Joy Serum, and hypnotize people with their eyes.

-->Something happens to convince Smiler that, uh, maybe Dr. Kelman and the Ministry shouldn’t be in charge of making people happy, and they run away, ending up hiding beneath the opera house.

-->And then they try to interact with someone -- only to discover the hypnotizing effect of their eyes can’t be turned off. Basically, if they make eye contact with someone, that someone is going into trance. Good for quickly convincing people to ignore them or allow the “opera ghost” to stay in the opera house; bad for having just normal conversations.

-->Result? Smiler makes a full-face mask with the fun swirly-eyed logo and pretends it’s just part of their aesthetic, when it’s also to protect people from their gaze.

So yeah -- Smiler’s just trying not to hypnotize everyone they meet! Which -- is kind of the opposite of what the coaster does, but you should be used to my Smilers having ethics by now. :p

[crossfit-babes]

[firsttraintovictoriaville]

Mr. Jimmy Rees needs to come back to MIA...deadass I had a dream Western Australia and New Zealand got ship bait. I am 👌 this close to making a ficlet about them if we don't get new content

[lock-my-feelings-in-a-jar]

[ares857]

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[hellmastermiller]

I gotta stop eating shit on the motorbike b4 work what the fuck

[lucybellwood]

Lemme tell you a gay little story about an eagle.

Our town (~9,000 people) has a couple garages, but there's a big one on the main drag. My family has been going there for decades. I drive past it every day.

There used to be a huge pine tree on the corner of their lot, but last year it became a hazard and had to be taken down.

Shortly thereafter I drive by and see they've hired a guy to chainsaw sculpt the stump into a bald eagle.

Birds own my heart, but nationalism makes me twitchy. I withhold outright condemnation of the eagle, but I'm skeptical. (The original owner—an objectively Good Dude—sold the business to a younger couple a few years ago, and I don't have any knowledge of their whole deal.)

Then it turns out someone on staff is really into making costumes for the eagle. Every holiday. Every month. Stuffed turkey, witch costume, menorah headpiece, bunny ears. These people love to dress their bird.

The changing of the eagle suit becomes a source of joy every time I drive through town.

Until June, when the eagle is bare.

Now look, maybe I'm expecting too much asking my garage to celebrate Pride. But this is a small town. Every time I drive by that stupid eagle—this thing that has previously brought me so much joy—I feel hurt. I feel reminded that there are plenty of people in my liberal bubble who don't consider my community worthy of celebration. I drive to work, I feel bad. I drive home, I feel bad. The eagle is mocking me.

Then my A/C quits working.

So I book an appointent to bring my car in—and realize what I have to do.

I pick all this up at a thrift store for under ten bucks. I print the shirt with some weird heat-transfer fabric crayons I find in a cupboard. I loop gold elastic around the sunglasses and pray they'll fit on the eagle's head. (It is also important to draw your attention to the price of the feather boa.)

(Nice.)

My reasoning is thus: if I show up with a complete costume ready to go, someone will have to look me in the eye and say "We don't believe in that," at which point I'll be finding a new garage. But if they let me dress the eagle, then people in town get to have the joy I've been missing since the start of the month.

I listen to a lot of hype-up jams on my way over. I hate confrontation. I also don't wanna have to find another garage. I want to believe that this decision isn't actively antagonistic, but I'm not particularly hopeful.

I talk through the A/C issue with the guy at the desk, hand over my keys, then take a deep breath.

"Who's in charge of the eagle?"

"Oh, that's all Dylan. Second bay from the end."

I walk down the row of hydraulic lifts and find a disarmingly smiley middle-aged man pouring fluid through a funnel. I introduce myself and explain that, since the Pride parade is this Sunday and the eagle seems to be missing a costume, I have taken the liberty of making one myself, and can I get his blessing to go put it on?

Dylan grins this absolutely giant grin and goes

"Oh hell yeah."

So that's what's up now.

Happy Pride.