#BECAUSE HOLY .. .. .. .FRIJOLES…….

[sasster]

i cannot in good consciousness recommend the last book i read and the current one i’m reading to anyone just know when you ask for book recommendations from me the loud part is faller and join and children of time and autonomous etc etc

but the quiet part is to be devoured and last days

[sparrowsworkshop]

“Let Sleeping Dogs Lie” by OneWingedSparrow

Fic Summary: Post-The Last Wish. In a quiet moment on the ship, Puss in Boots ponders how nice it is to not be alone for once. Main Tags: Puss in Boots & Kitty Softpaws & Perrito, Found Family, Fluff Read on AO3 Reblogs are appreciated! ~

It was strange, not being alone.

Sure, sure, at Mama Luna’s home, Puss had never been left alone. There was always someone’s mittened paw thrust in his face, while he unsuccessfully attempted to sleep. Always someone’s bony shoulder bumping into his, while he suffered dunking his beard into the disgusting, rock-hard pellets claiming to be food. Always someone’s nosy gaze burning holes into his fur while he tried to take a dignified crap on the...well, the completely vulnerable and thoughtlessly out in the open and holy frijoles, couldn’t the woman have at least provided a cardboard box or something for privacy?—litterbox. No one had ever left him alone for a single moment, ever given him a crumb’s worth of privacy. That had been exhausting.

But this…? This was a different kind of not being alone.

One that felt...significantly better.

Puss glanced down at Perrito’s sleeping form. The little dog’s head was resting on Puss’s stomach like had happened that fateful day in the forest. All else of Perrito couldn’t be seen, concealed by Puss’s discarded cape. Perrito’s soft snores were a constant hum of white noise, almost in rhythm with the lackadaisical waves clapping against the ship.

They’d weighed anchor hours ago, and Puss had sat down for a breather, only to find that Perrito wanted attention. The little dog didn’t chatter as much as Puss mentally prepared himself for. Instead, Perrito quietly turned a circle, lay down, and sighed happily, eventually falling asleep.

Yes, one could perhaps say that such an innocent gesture had caught Puss in Boots off guard...but, he reasoned, a fearless hero must ever adapt to the unexpected.

He still had much to learn during this last life of his.

A great yawn stretched Puss’s mouth. He shifted slightly, rubbing his fur against the mast behind him. A functional backrest, but not the most comfortable.

“Are you going to stay up here all night?”

The mockery was, he noted with a grin, decidedly quieter than normal. Puss turned to see Kitty standing nearby. Her blue eyes gleamed in the dim, but her silhouette was slightly off. He raised an eyebrow. She’d swiped his hat again and was shamelessly flaunting it.

“You know,” Puss said lightly, “if you really fancy that style all that much, you could get one of your own.”

“Ugh, then I would match you.” Kitty shuddered dramatically, but he saw her smiling. “How disgusting.”

“Disgusting?” he scoffed. “Puss in Boots boasts only the most fashionable hat in all the land!" "We are not on land anymore," Kitty countered. "I do not think your argument stands." Ignoring her, Puss continued, with a wave of his paw, "It would be a bold statement to replicate such a distinguished style!”

“Like your beard?”

“The beard was fine,” he huffed. “Just itchy.”

“Mmmhmm,” Kitty mused. She tilted the hat mischievously, revealing more of her face. “And why should I get one of my own when I can just take yours whenever I please?” With a flourish, she swung his hat aside and plopped it right over his face.

“Exactly why you should,” Puss grumbled into the crown, though he wasn’t all that bothered. She always gave back what she stole from him.

Puss returned his hat to its rightful place, taking care to fluff the feather. Kitty raised her paw, as if testing the night air. “It’s cold up here,” she said. “You should come down where it is warm.”

He straightened the brim and nodded at Perrito. “I do not wish to move him.”

“Oh, you are a big softie,” Kitty said teasingly. “The fearsome hero, Puss in Boots, staying up all night above deck because he did not wish to wake a little dog.”

“You would have done the same, Kitty Softpaws.”

“Don’t be so grumpy.”

“I am not being grumpy—”

“But you are being loud! Shush!” Kitty knelt beside him. “Here, I’ll do you a favor. That way you owe me later.”

The true generosity of an outlaw, he thought. Always willing to lend a hand, so long as something was promised—or simply “provided”—in return.

Not that he minded paying her back.

True to her reputation, Kitty executed her plan with nary a sound. Carefully, she wrapped the cape around Perrito, snuggling him in a big fabric burrito, and scooped him up. Perrito burbled in his sleep, but otherwise didn’t stir.

Puss noted how Kitty’s expression shifted to something quite tender, but chose not to comment, lest she rob him of his hat again...or worse.

Now that the weight was off him, Puss felt free to stand. Having leaned against the mast for so long, his back was somewhat stiff, and made a loud crack when he stretched.

He caught Kitty’s eye again. She snorted. “And you would have kept in that position all night,” she tsked as she headed for the cabin. “Maybe even the next day too, if Perrito slept in.”

Puss followed her step for step, right by her side. “Are you not supposed to let sleeping dogs lie? Is that not a whole thing?”

“Not all the time, you shouldn’t.” Kitty bumped his shoulder with her own. “And...I am glad you did not with us, Puss in Boots.”

Despite the chill she claimed was in the air, Puss suddenly felt quite warm. He could not help but grin, as that warmth that radiated in his chest soon spread all the way down to the honored boots his mamá had given him so long ago.

Maybe, Puss thought, this different kind of Not Being Alone was not so strange after all.

~

[use-your-telescope]

Okay so I just read the first chapter of When Everything’s Made To Be Broken and

yeah

holy frijoles

this is freaking fantastic

I’m gonna go read the rest but I just needed to rant for a second because yeah

You’re… you’re really good at this.

I—

^^me, right now^^

Seriously though, thank you so much!! I really appreciate the kind words 🥰🥰

[acommonloon]

out gallivanting I stumbled upon a rare beast I've been coveting from afar.

Okay, "stumbled upon" is mischaracterization. I dropped D at the outlets and drove as fast as I could, a half hour north, to one of the best bottle shops in the state. Big Red Liquors - Cask Strength is well, a store in the Big Red Liquor chain but it's Cask Strength so, you know, way better.

It's is actually better for my tastes. They are close enough to Taxman Brewing to carry all their small release beers I don't get distributed to the southeastern part of the state and they carry beer from Tennessee, I crave, and holy frijoles, beer from the now defunct Trappist brewery in Massachusetts, I've always wanted to try but have never found, despite quite alot of gallivanting.

Score!

There were more but, the real surprise, even more surprising than peach saison from Spencer, was this odd bird from Todd Leopold and Dickel.

I first read about this "new" old kind of whiskey more than a year ago. Leopold, considered a bit of a mad genius in the distilling world, posted a video where he proclaimed he'd discovered the long lost holy grail...of American whiskey.

He said, he was looking through some old... nevermind here's the video if your interested

So he had Vendome in Louisville make him a new old kind of (3 chamber) still and used a heritage variety rye. Because he's small fry, in the whiskey world, he partnered with Dickel who had some rye just lying around and they put out this new-old style whiskey. Exciting!

I looked all over but couldn't find it. I checked the plethora of "whiskey by the glass bars" in the Louisville area but nobody had it. After months of looking, I finally found a bottle!.. in the glass case at Total wine. No, I wasn't so enamored by the hoopla, I'd buy the bottle without tasting it first. That bottle was soon gone and - squirrel- I got distracted by other things.

When I saw it yesterday, I checked the price. $115 and my memory, honed by years of price checking, recognized it as the same price in Total Wine. So retail price. I've only paid so much for a bottle of whiskey a handful of times. I've established a firm policy of try before you buy at that price point.

So I asked if there was any bar nearby who might sell this whiskey by the glass. No, they said, so I paid for my beer and walked out. Then I walked back in. I'd noticed they advertised some of their whiskey as being available to taste. I asked if this one was, knowing it wasn't. I said, if I tasted it, and liked it, I'd buy it.

They said, let me check. A phone call later, they were opening a bottle - for me.

This was equal parts exciting and pressure.

I would finally get to taste this whiskey that promised to be...different. If it was, I'd gladly buy it. If it wasn't, I'd sadly buy it.

So, how was it?

Well it was different. In that it was rye whiskey that tasted like bourbon...to me. It reminded me of Knob Creek 120 proof, candy in a glass.

Keeping in mind, I'd just come from a brewery selling candied fruit beer in a glass, I was disappointed and relieved. At worst, it was whiskey I liked...but twice the price. Maybe it'll be different on a clean palate.

As I write this, my palate is unclean. I've been drinking

all day. This beer features bitter hops and no candy I can discern. No matter.

Some day I'll try it and will be happy or not.

[evilwolf2000]

sorry i haven't posted. i got feeling really depressed after i got my wisdom teeth out. im still feeling bad about it

pre stealing my teeth:

me and lucy hung out sunday. on monday night we went to holy frijoles and we got there a couple minutes after the kitchen closed but i explained that i was getting my wisdom teeth out the next day and the bar tender gave us chips and queso for free. the day of i saw ferrets at the pet store

i was feeling so nervous that the gas wouldn't work and i'd wake up but that didn't happen. lucy took care of me afterwards. i made us watch fight club because i felt like that scene where he shows his bloody teeth

[quickreaver]

HOLY FRIJOLES, this is pretty! Look at that haaaaaiiiiiir (and he's kinda got a halo? Which I all-kinds-of-dig? Because Sam Winchester, part Christ part cowboy is my absolute groove. Gorgeous job, dimiuel!

The face of a man who has to deal with his brother calling himself the "Meat Man"

--

I've been browsing through my references and saw a pic where Sam's hair looked especially fluffy (the "Meat Man" scene in 15x04). I had to give it a shot, but drawing Sam is hard >w<;

I also gave him freckles because I felt like it.

[sashketter]

The Captain and the Senator Chapter 5 Footnotes

Kunta afa - fuck me (Twi’leki) (source)

My deepest and sincerest thanks to odekiisu for this handy reference guide on clone armor. It’s been absolutely indispensable 😚😚😚🤗🤗🤗

Holy frijoles, Batman! This is the longest chapter yet 😱 I really didn’t want any chapters to go over 6k, but I didn’t feel like splitting this one up, either, and I actually spent a week editing it down lolol 🤷🏻‍♀️ 

Chi Eekway becomes the Senator for Pantora sometime during the Imperial Era - that’s canon. I can’t imagine Riyo stepping down of her own volition; she seems like she’s at the height of her prowess during TBB. Obviously, I don’t want to kill her, and forcing her out would require a level of political gymnastics that I don’t feel capable of engineering right now lol But I think the clones would give her a good enough reason to not just step down but redirect her efforts, reflecting Papanoida’s claim in “Trespass” that sometimes the wheels of democracy turn too slowly. If the Senate won’t help the clones, then by Jove, she’ll do it on her own, just like Papanoida did with his daughters’ kidnappings.

There’s a whole lot of exposition about clones on Pantora that I could have saved for the epilogue because some of it technically takes place after the events of TBB, but I wanted to show how important Riyo and New Kamino would be to the clones and set up her momentary distance from Rex but continuing involvement in his activities. Hopefully, a little flashforward isn’t too disruptive.

I’m of the growing opinion that Teth was the only base for the Clone Underground and Rex wasn’t exaggerating about how thinly spread his men are. So, I fixed it 😊 More bases, more clones rescued.

But that also means more chances of failure, which we already see in “Infiltration” and “Extraction,” but I like the idea of them chasing dead ends, never giving up hope, being so close to the center of other characters’ stories that could’ve changed their own trajectory but never quite catching on. I like the idea of ghosts or remnants of the Republic haunting the Empire.

Cody’s message about “making up for what he did” is taken from an abandoned subplot for the Obi Wan Kenobi show. It’s also an allusion to/continuation of what he said to Crosshair in “The Solitary Clone”: “We make our own decisions. Our own choices. And we have to live with them, too.” Clearly, he regrets something, enough to go AWOL, and if Rex hasn’t already found him, then it’s because he’s trying to right a wrong. Tbh, I’m still kind of on the fence about including Cody.

“BUT WHAT ABOUT THE INHIBITOR CHIPS???” You hypothetically say lol I probably didn’t need to bring them up, but I’d argue that bringing in more clones means reckoning with the chips eventually. I still can’t believe how TBB centered the chips all season 1 and then did nothing with them again 💀 I’ve said this before, but that might be the biggest loose end from the show. We know Kanan knows about the chips, and by the way he describes it, their reveal sounds like a public outing, not a confidential confession to surviving Jedi only. Would Rex and Echo have told Riyo!? I honestly don’t know. I can see their existence being argued in the Senate and the arguments working for and against the clones, so I left that open for now 😉 

The idea of having Rex transmit safe coordinates through coded radio messages comes from real-life spy craft. Another WWII parallel. I used the NATO phonetic alphabet, “Papa” for P and “Uniform” for U, to signify the letter part of the galactic grid points for Pantora and Teth.

I wanted at least one scene with Rex, Echo, Howzer, and Gregor together and not talking about missions. Just bros being bros.

I didn’t intend for Howzer to constantly cockblock Rex lolol but between silly “Captain Traitor” and the vigilant Mom of the Bad Batch who probably put up with a lot of antics from Fives, Howzer was the best candidate to keep Rex and Riyo from fucking off into the sunset and keeping them on point.

A running motif in my clone fics is that the boys just hit and smack each other whenever they’re the least bit annoyed or excited. I’m an only child, but I’m told this is typical sibling behavior? Correct me if I’m wrong. Either way, it also reminds me of real-life soldiers and athletes, these physically fit men who are wholly incapable of showing each other affection softer than a punch 💀 I won’t go into the homoerotic, toxic masculinity of it all, but my intent is pure and simple slapstick humor. I’ve got Fives hitting Jesse on the shoulder on a loop in my head 😌

I originally wanted to end the chapter with Rex sleeping in the barracks with his brothers and the boys teasing each other about their (s)exploits, but I’m too damn determined to stick to this stupid idea of each chapter beginning with Rex and ending with Riyo lol Maybe I’ll write an alternative chapter or something, a separate fic, so keep a weather eye open.

I would like to reiterate for the record, after the footnotes for Chapter 1, that I have absolutely nothing against Echiyo and think it’s actually a worthy ship. My intent with the first scene wasn’t to laugh at Echiyo like Rex did, but to highlight how closely those three work together and just wink and nod at Echiyo shippers. Live and let ship 🫡

What’s more power couple coded than talking strategy after fucking?

I’m sure we’ve all wanted to suck the life out of Rex at one point or another. I just hope I did our fantasies justice.

Remember, in my footnotes for Chapter 3, how I wanted to return to Riyo’s slip of saying “love you” to Rex? I lied lolol I was originally going to do it in this chapter, but I just couldn’t find an organic way of doing it. Maybe in later chapters, IDK yet.

Oh, and in case it’s not abundantly clear by now, I love alliteration.

Do y’all understand now why I saved “infiltration” for the title of this chapter? Because Riyo infiltrated the base, and then Rex infiltrated Riyo 😇

[tigbiddygandalf]

So I work in Cali-adjacent tech which as an industry has a staggering amount of bullshit marketing speak and the occasional cult like employee base, but!

I'm working from a Starbucks in my Midwestern hometown because I went to see family in my Midwestern hometown and these two boomers behind me are theoretically Doing Business with many Folios and Physical Spreadsheets and Fancy Pens spread on the table and holy frijoles! All I've heard is 20 minutes straight of conservative boomer dick measuring about how guy A doesn't have 15 homes and isn't a gambler and guy B needs him to know he trusts guy A and they're still friends (this threatened to lead into Business Discussions alas he was interrupted by guy A) and there's no reason gas should be 3.50 but the government gave too much money out for people to sit home for free and that's why companies charge more for shittier service

Like Jesus at all hands meetings there's some bullshit but we do pretty quickly move on to actual things related to the company? we get it your news is maxier and foxier than mine can you initial here and here please??

[aintitfunkynow]

2022 Food Trucks #20 - Holy Frijoles (12/3/22) Tasty fish tacos and pastor tacos because I couldn't make up my mind. Nice spicy salsa has me with a sweat still. I would track this truck down again. (at Frisco, Texas) https://www.instagram.com/p/CluaLqiMA17uIetUBILLhWc1803yuJQMHIYSDk0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[sgraffitobonito]

Ok so I either have to eat ice cream every day to raise my tolerance or never again

Because holy frijoles Batman,

[stillinaincrad]

For the last few days, I've been putting together a post titled 'Masterpiece Theater', an idea I've had for a while - a list of the anime out there deserving of the title MASTERPIECE. I think it's a word that gets thrown around a little too lightly, and that it is actually quite rare that a show is deserving of it.

How I was going about qualifying them is by originality of the art, originality of the story and plot, the quality of the writing from start to finish, and the number of interesting characters in the cast. This was my criteria.

Which is funny, because when I started doing a little research, the interwebs apparently calls anything with a 9/10 rating or higher a masterpiece, which is laughable. Popularity by no means equals quality, which is pretty much all I've been whining about for the last few years. I mean, 5 of the top 12 rated anime on MAL are Gintama and its spinoffs and movies. Gintama is fantastic, but a masterpiece? I mean, come on - it's basically Airplane! in animated form. And as much as I love Airplane!, I don't think of it as a creative masterpiece. Funny as all hell, but just that. And, am pretty sure is all it was ever meant to be.

Anyways, I digress. I'm making this post instead, though, because I only came up with two very obvious choices that I couldn't argue against - Code Geass is, in my mind, probably the best definition by my microscope. It would be hard to call it anything less, is just 50 episodes of incredible (ironically, with a less than 9 rating on MAL, which means 86 is considered a better anime. I rest my case on the rating system!) After that, I personally would absolutely call Fate/Zero -> Fate Stay Night UBW one, but I can see where someone might argue that there's a lot of meaningless dialogue, etc. Still, given the story, the vast number of great characters, the music, and holy frijoles the artwork? Yep. I'll mince words with you that it belongs.

But then what? Star Driver came to mind, the art style is so one-off, the idea is totally original, it has a ton of character depth, music is so good, all that - but is it more than that? Charlotte has probably the slowest burn to ignite the payload but when it takes off it's such a thrill ride that no one saw coming which is what makes it incredible. But...? Even Diebuster, which I've always felt helped usher in a new generation of anime without abandoning the real heart & soul of creative storytelling which is what made me fall in love with anime in the 90s in the first place, is one I'd be very tempted to include but if no one else feels that way then it'd be pointless. Have said it before, taste is subjective, and what I love might not be what the next person is into, but there's something out there that makes them feel the same way, and that's what it's all about.

So after thinking about it and trying to curate an entire post dedicated to it, I think it's safe to say that there are many, many anime over the years that I think are top-shelf, high octane, unbridled quality shows and will watch again and again without losing interest.

But to call something a true masterpiece, and have everyone accept that uniformly across the board? Well, that's a class of its own, and am not even sure what fits into that column anymore.

[strokes-of-everything]

So, there’s a new guy working in my doctor’s office as a MA/front desk helper. He’s incredibly kind but still learning the ropes, so he’s a little unsure of himself.

Like most people I know, I have issues hearing people properly when masking; this is exacerbated by my audio-visual processing problems post-brain-rattle (they’re slowly getting tf out, but not the main point here.) I asked for clarification on something he said at checkout, and my mans apologized for his bad English. Multiple times.

And if it wasn’t a pandemic I probably would’ve shaken some sense into him after giving him a big hug. Because holy hell. The dude is about to become a physician’s assistant with the power to save lives, and he’s self-conscious about his accent and slight issue with vocabulary in his non-native tongue. Even though he’s fluent in Spanish and absolutely fluent enough in English to do a very complicated job.

My sister-in-law is the same way. She feels bad about not knowing certain words in French or being misunderstood. And I just, she speaks THREE LANGUAGES. I BARELY have a grasp of how to pronounce nine words in French taught to me by a virtual owl with a Dua Lipa obsession. (The Duolingo tiktok is gold, by the way, if you need to brighten your day.)

When the HOLY FRIJOLES did we wind up bullying people into thinking not speaking English perfectly means they are inferior? This is ridiculous, and I WILL be filing a complaint with HR

[thefoldedbird]

I think I accidentally mixed up part of Dazar’alor and Atal’dazar. I send my love to any poor wow fans with dyslexia because holy frijoles.

A part of me is screaming to just start blasting words into the draft for fun and progress and then dial back later and fix it. But then I mix up two major locations and I get shamed for my hubris.

[middle-class-trash]

Rise of the Titans liveblog!!!

that intro made me unexpectedly emotional

So if Blinky is narrating, he can't die, right? Right????

BRO THE SUBWAY SCENE!!!! We're getting right fuckin into it!!!

Steve, my son!!!

I wish Toby wasn't a constant punchline 🙃 it just makes me not take his character seriously

CLAIRE!!!!!!

Something about Douxie decking Skrael at the first opportunity is just so sexy of him

Jim is incredibly brave but it's really reckless to go hand-to-hand with a demigod without proper armor

My heart goes BUMBUMBUMBUM when Douxie looks out the traincar window

Sexy traincar tracks spell WHO

THE WRECKAGE AWWWW

Oh my gosh the people stuck in the magic circle because they wouldnt get out of the way

NO NO NO DOUXIE NO

So they were arrested that early?? Jeez

Nari's such a cutie

"None of us will be talking to you" *cut to Toby spilling every bean*

TOBY'S FACE AT THE END HAHHAHAHA

Something about Nari's voice coming out of Douxie's body is so deeply odd

Oh hey, Krel to the rescue

AREA 49 HAKSHDKSKD

"And your mom."

Oh my gosh he's still broken from Wizards 😂

The Guardians are just dead set on pissing off local authorities huh

JIM!!!

STRICKLER?????

BARBARAAAAA

Stricklake supremacy 😌 they both look so good

Claire listening in 😭😭😭 she's so cute

AWWWWW ENGAGED ENGAGED ENGAGED

......does that give them death flags? Fuck. Fuuuuck fuck fuck fuck. It totally does.

AWWW DOUXIE!NARI HUGGING ARCHIE

Aja!!!!

Your majesty!!

Oh yikes, here's that running gag everyone was talking about.. pregnant Steve

Oh hey, Eli's hot now. We been knew 😂

"Mazel tov!" HAHA

Poor Jim needing a bunch of support to walk 🥺 he's such a trooper

I will simply pass away if Blinky dies

I hope Douxie is okay, we haven't seen him in Nari's body and that makes me ✨nervous✨

OH JKJK

Nari is so goddamn pretty

"Only your presence, not your commitment" is such a rapey saying

"Abra-cadabra, buttsnacks" I love that he still says that 🥺🥺 he loves his friends so much

"Do your worst" *cue both Douxie and Nari absolutely screaming in pain*

Krohnisfere? Alrighty then, that's the first mission

"I wouldn't be so sure of that" AWWW

They fixed the amulet???? DUUUUDE

"For the good of all..." 😭😭😭😭

"Or I could lock onto Nari and portal us there" *dead fucking silence*

I hate how Toby's used as a constant punchline.. a penny? Really?

TRAINTRACK MAGIC CIRCLE GO BRRRR

Poor Nari 🥺 Douxie's in so much distress

Oh no, the new amulet isn't working?? Fuckk

That absolutely gorgeous screencap of pissed Aja

Part of me is glad Nari was forced to do this and wasn't actually a traitor

Ice titan awakening sequence? Ice titan awakening sequence.

Oh Nari. Oh sweetie

Oh my gosh she's fucking tied to her titan

Boiling water!!! Or underwater explosion, that works too. Much more dramatic but that's Bellroc's style

Oh wow Steve actually has a bump?? What the fuck???

Oooh, TrollDragons?

Charlie!!!

"We still don't have a trollhunter" Aja, honey, not helpful

"Does he even trust himself? AJA, HONEY, NOT HELPFUL

Barbara being proud of her son 😭😭

OOH fusing excalibur with the armor?

Aja is so full of confidence, it's a good look for her

Steve being preggo is..really fucking weird. When they said

AWWW BLINKY AND AARRRGHHH

Your honor, I love them

OOH IS IT SOFT JLAIRE TIME

Ohhhh it's soft Jlaire time

He's always looking out for his mom 🥺

"I will always be here (head), and here (heart)" just fuck me up fam

Charlie!!!

Zong-Shi?

"Only death will come to those who go looking for it" oh dear

"The troll with many eyes" how does Charlie know Blinky? 😂

AYYY this where the banner that I found first is from!!! it was so cool seeing my screenshot circulate when we were starved for content 😂😂 everyone was posting various rott icons and banners that they got hoping they'd find a new one

Oh dear.. government

Blinky dear they can't understand you

"Holy frijole" Claire I simply adore you

WOW THAT'S PRETTYYYYY

Troll slaves???

So is Zong-Shi this ugly ass pear-lookin ass

Aja chilling with Jim even though she has doubts is an interesting strategic choice

Douxie, AARRRGHHH, and Nomura? Talk about rarepare

NOMURA CATCHING HIM 😭😭 SEXYYYY

DOUXIE RESCUING NOMURA 😭😭😭😭 SEXXYYYYY

If I havent said it yet, the animation is breathtaking

OH SHIT JIM

aaaaand here come those frozen wings

Nari cant be in control of herself, there's no way. She's still tied to the titan for Pete's sake

NOMURA????

Please dont let this be a sacrifice

PLEASE NO

BOTH CHANGELINGS????

STRICKLANDER??????

No on-screen death, so it's not real. No on-screen death, do it"# notbsmejelreal

NO ON-SCREEN DEATH BUT IT'S NOT REAL

THEYRE TALKING AHOUT HIM PAST-TENSE NOOOO

THEY RBOGUHT UP HIS DADDDDDD

"There's no revelation I can give you" is a great way of saying he's not relevant, genuinely

Oh wow this guy's freaky

Ohhhh so the green thing from the trailers and promo photos is the Krohnisfere

Archie to the rescue!!!

"That's my boy!" AWWE

"Claire nooo, no no no no YESSS, I'm free!!!" Blinky, never change 😂

Oh wow, they're already in contact with Bellroc's titan??

Different note, but the titan's designs are just different enough to make them interestun

VARVATOS??? Okay jk somehow it's gun robot lmfao

WAIT NEVER MIND HAHAHAH HI BUD

....if the bridge falls, can't Charlie just fly them across

LMAO he just saw his death?? That is what he wanted to see 🤷🏻‍♀️

It's too early to celebrate, there's no way Bellroc is down after just a few pinches

Yeahhh

Oh dear... is Varvatos in danger?

Claire being the warrior of the group is incredible and sexy and hhnnngggg

Toby is a Hufflepuff. I will not be answering questions

OH WOW THAT'S HOW HE BURNED HIS HAND??? THE HONRGAZEL?????

ARCHIE SAID GOODBYE??? NO NO NO NO NO

Douxie's gonna be a flat mess!!!

God, plus Nomura and Stricklander

NOOOO DOUXIE YOU BIG SWEETIE

Oh my gosh this is the scene with Douxie trying to connect with Nari, it has to be

"I need to try again" AWWW HONEY

That shot of Mexico was incredibly stereotypical

DOUXIE SWEETHEART 🥺🥺

He's trying to hold her hand???? AWWWW

Oh my gosh he's being choked 😳

NARI BABY!!!!

The huggos 🥺🥺

Jim being frustrated is totally realistic

Wait wait wait waittt do they have the entire titan at their disposal?

"There's absolutely nothing all the way out here" cue a titan. Any of them.

And there it is.

CLAIRE SUPREMACY!!!!!!!

White haired Claire? White haired Claire???

Oh dear it's like.. a little over halfway and there's so much left that could happen

COACH. COOOOACH

OH THANK GOD!!! Steve doesn't need another paternal figure dying on him

Time for Skrael to fuck shit up 😬

I find it interesting how Bellroc and Skrael's titans are both bipedal but Nari's is on four legs, much more animalistic

NARI, NOOOOO PLEASE NO

At least Skrael's done????

We kinds knew Bellroc was the final boss but NOT LIKE THIS

DOUXIE SCREAMING FOR HER

NOOOOOOO

No more running. GODDAMNIT

The three can no longer unite but Bellroc can still fcuk shit up

A HIDDEN PAGE??? FUCK THE WORLD IS TO BE REFORGED WITH FIRE

THE HEARTSTONE??????

Oh shit, the explanation for why Arcadia's the center of everything!!

The only heartstone?? Really???? That's scary as shit, trolls could go instinct without a reliable hearthstone!!

EXCALIBUR TIMEEE

JIMMMMMM

Come on honey, you can do it!!

Aja, honey, I love you so much but now's not the time

THE HEARTSTONE???? FUCK DUDE

.......Steve

Eli the midwife?? ...gross

Jim, my love, my baby boy!!!

The nine of them!!!

AWW BLINKY BEING THE BEST DAD

THEY WORK TOGETHER 😭😭😭😭

FUCK YEAH!!!!!!

"Quiet desperation" is a great word for it

Are we coming on to the big final battle?

Ohnoohnoohno they all said the thing 😭😭😭 someone's gonna die. At least one more is gonna die.

HE'S DRIVINGGGG. LOVE THAT FOR HIM

STICKY SPELL TIME!!!!!!

"Some sort of stickum!" Bro 😂😂

I love how he calls them all Trollhunters 😭 throwback to the OG show where the three of them were all called that

Aja Terron supremacy

Oh it's weird.. it's very weird. Why did Steve have to be pregnant again

Oh dear, there's half an hour left.. this has to be the final battle

JIM

Varvatos shielding Claire and Krel 🥺

Fuck, man, people are getting thrown left and right

DOUXIE MY LOVE

Oh here we fucking go, rematch

NEW AMULET???

Jim's about to get royally fucked up

LIKE THAT

FUCK

WHY IS SHE TAKING HIM??? GOD NO

Anti-magic beacon??

Helloooo that's smart asf

This gives Mount Doom vibes

"Embrace your loved ones for the final time" FUCK MAN STOP IT

"I already was" DAMN RIGHT BUD

NEW AMULETTTT

GO GET JIM GO GET 'IM

DAYLIGHT ARMOR!!!!!!

He was ready to just sacrifice himself like THAT

DAYLIGHT ARMORRRRR WITH EXCALIBUR??????? FUUUUCK

Jim being great at combat is just the best fucking thing

Oh fuck. OH FUCK.

STABBED??????

PLEASE NO, GOD NO

FUUUUCK

"I'm powerless" "You get used to it" WE DONT HAVE TIME TO UNPACK ALL OF THAT

JIM HONEY PLEASE DONT DIE

Is that....is that it?? Oh dear god, is that it????

JIM WHERE ARE YOU

I'm calling it now it's too early to be celebrating

Oh god the weird babies

WHERE IS TOBY

WHERE

NO

MY JAW FUCKING DROPPED

NO WAY, NO FUCKING WAY

HE'S GETTING A DYING MONOLOGUE??????

ALWAYS HAVE BEEN, ALWAYS WILL BE

"Itll be the two of us at the end" WHY DOES THAG SEEM LIKE JIM WILL GO OUT TIO

THERE'S NO WAY TOBY JUST DIED

THHERE'S NO WAY

That was sad as fuck but in a narrative way I hope it's permanent

Oh dear, Jim's going back????

Oh shit

WWHAT IS HE DOING

NOOOOO

"I have cherished every moment with you" STOP IT HE'S HIS FATHER

"I FYOU WERE MY OWN SON" STOPPPPPP

WHAT'S HAPONEINGGGGG

CLAIRE

NOOOO

THIS IS WHERE IM SOBBING

THIS IS WHERE IM LOSUNG IT

"Dont give up on me" FUCK STOPPPP

"I WILL ALWAYS BE HERE AND HERE" FUCK IT STOPPPPP

"I would date you for a hundred lifetimes" IS REALLY BEING TESTED HUH

THERE ARE 10 MINUTES ELFT WHAT THEBFUCK

AND WE'RE BACK TO TROLLHUNTERS?.????

HUHHHH

Fuck, man. FUCK, MAN.

Oh, Toby. Ohhhh Toby

CLAIRE 🥺

ROMEO AND JULIET!!!!

Oh my fucking god

"IF YOUD COME OVER TO DINNER" AYYYYY

His smile at Steve 🥺

HE'S HAVING TOBY TAKE THE CANAL???? But wouldnt the amulet still call for Jim?????

"Nothing interesting ever happens in Arcadia" VERY FUCKING FUNNY

Destiny is a gift. Some go their entire lives living in an existence of quiet desperation, never learning the truth- that what feels as though a burden pushing down upon our shoulders is actually the sense of purpose that lifts us to greater heights. Never forget that fear is but the precursor to valor. That to strive and triumph in the face of fear is what it means to be a hero. Don't think. Become.

.......it actually called his name. I can't believe it actually called his name.

The fuck is that ending??? Let Jim REST

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TSSKSF Update

TSSKSF = The Super Secret Kitchen Sink Fic; it was my nickname for this thing when I didn’t have a title.  The context being, my original concept for this fic was INSANE, there was so much shit going on.  It was all that, and the kitchen sink.  I’ve since pared down my original ambitions considerably—and subsequently came up with new ones—but I’m still looking at a 200k 250k word fic, at least.  It’s plot dense.  

FEEI = For Each Ecstatic Instant.  The actual title!  I finally thought of something that resonates with me!  Yay!

No, this isn’t posted anywhere, yet.  I don’t post WIPs if I can help it.  This is just me chatting about my writing process and keeping you all in the loop :)

For those of you who are interested in following along, I’ve been creating a playlist for this story as I’ve written/speculated chapters (each chapter gets one song).  You can listen to it here: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4BCGSg4HLWvcPhadFyhywK?si=y9_WwNXRT5GWHhy-c3wcRQ.  It’s moody and broody, and I’m enjoying listening to it when I’m out and about, unrelated to this story :)

Short update today.  Just wanted to let you know progress continues!  I’ve sent the official first draft of chapters 1-42 to my beta readers for a binge read.  I’m still plugging on the ending, but I’m getting very, very close.  After doing nothing but stare at my laptop all weekend, brainstorm, and type, I finished up chapters 48 and 49.  Both of them made me cry in spots.  Not, like, ugly crying or anything—this story ain’t Castaway—but I definitely got really worked up over a few lines, particularly one of Lucifer’s.  I was totally ensconced in his POV for the sake of writing it, and BAM, the emotions just hit me like a truck.  He’s such a tragic figure, sometimes.  Whew.    

I have about two more chapters to write.  I know last update I said I had at least two more chapters to write, back when I was finishing up chapter 47, and now I’ve finished two more chapters, and I still have at least two left.  The math doesn’t quite work.  But them’s the breaks.  Sometimes chapters procreate because it takes me a little bit longer to convey an idea than I thought it would.  Chapters 48 & 49 basically blossomed from a single note, “Chloe & Lucifer talk, and then Lucifer I’m not telling you because holy frijole major spoilers.”  This note was initially supposed to comprise, like, the first paragraph of introduction to the chapter I’m writing next, which is now chapter 50.  Lol.  They had more to say than I thought they would, I guess.

Anyway.  I really am getting close. So close I can taste it. Close enough to maybe, softly, potentially, H E S I T A N T L Y suggest I might be done before the end of July if my muse keeps behaving.  At which point I can finally send this thing off to my pre-readers for one last check before the final polish.

We shall see!

251,272 words currently.

Chapter list below the cut if you’re curious.  Cheers!  

Current chapter list:

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TL;DR

I'd rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints

Yes, another Billy Joel song but this one was elicited not only by the name of the place but the lyric was painted on the wall.

<eye roll> be better

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This place was on my radar for some time but not nearly so long as the Cock & Bull still, I was probably more excited for it. I follow several websites posting about food and drink in the Cincy area. At some point this place drew my attention for its Texas style barbecue. This Texas BBQ, like North Carolina pulled pork, is something I am always seeking but rarely never finding. Last October I ate "Texas style" BBQ from a couple running a food truck in Cincy. They were setting up in Cincy's only Belgium Brewery (Humble Monk) on a Saturday and that combo of two my favorite things was too much to resist. Also, D had left to spend the week at the beach so I needed something to tempt my anxious mind. The brisket was mushy and the jalapeno potato salad was bland <sigh> oh well, it filled the hole and the beer was good.

Despite my anticipation, walking into Sinners and Saints, something seemed off. I paused to take a pic of the sign and something about the entry struck a discordant note. This continued to resonate even as the bartender greeted us and welcomed us to sit anywhere. We chose the bar - of course. There was only one other customer and he was watching the game. The place was smallish but they had four large HiDef TVs near the ceiling above the bar and all were tuned to baseball, alternating the Reds game and the Astros. Holy frijoles!

I was particularly interested in the Reds game because they are my favorite National League team (since 75') and my tumblr friend @lunasong365 was at the game. It's a rare experience for me to be in a bar with the baseball game already on. Usually I have to ask to put it on. Even rarer, both the bartender and the only customer were closely following the game. Can't remember that happening ever in the market where I drink. So what was wrong with this place? I wasn't really thinking about it.

They had 20 beer taps, most were craft beer and a good selection of whiskey on the bar. The bartender was friendly and when she asked if we knew what we wanted to eat, I said I came for the BBQ. If she had been busy or less friendly, I'd have merely ordered but, as she seemed (pretended?) to be interested I said I'd been following them for awhile and I was hoping their Texas-style BBQ would fill my craving. I said, most places overcook their brisket and its mushy soft. That's how people like it where I live...now. Also, I was intrigued by the sausage on their menu. It was house made and there was a spicy version. Texas sausage is another thing I miss.

While waiting for our food, a black man and his two teenage daughters came in. Their conversation took place at the other end of the bar but I supposed (hoped) they were ordering BBQ. I'm sure it's stereotyping but most of the best BBQ I've ever eaten was made by black men. I took it as a good sign. I do bemoan the loss of the BBQ Jew at Smoketown USA. Also, the folks at Butchertown Hall in Nashville, where the inside looks like it was designed by Ikea, can Q.

Anyway so how was it? Good enough to take home the leftovers but I wouldn't recommend it to anyone who wanted Texas style BBQ. The brisket was overcooked but not mushy. No noticeable smoke ring but good flavor. Rachel said it was cooked 14 hours which is about 5 hours too long in my estimation. In retrospect, I didn't notice smoke pouring from any part of the property so, I don't even know that it was cooked over wood. The sausage was nicely spiced but the texture was soft. It reminded me of the texture of goetta, a Cincy-sentric sausage incorporating oats. Rachel said she thought they ground the meat too finely. She also thought it could use more spice. They should listen to her. Well, for my tastes.

To be successful, you have to sell what customers want. If they don't buy the English beer at the English pub, give them Guinness and call it a day. If I lived nearby, I'd drink and watch the games at Sinners and Saints. They have local craft beer on tap and I noticed they had a Texas whiskey from Balcones on the bar I wasn't familiar with. After looking it up, Rachel said a 1 1/2 ounce shot was $8.

Give me a shot...neat, I added. I've ordered whiskey in bars in Louisville for years. I instinctively evaluate my bartender as I'm sure they measure me. The best ones do. In any case, I wasn't clear on Rachel so I asked if she had a wide glass she could put it in. She held up a standard rocks glass and I nodded. Perfect. Then things seemed to go off the rails a bit.

I watched bemused as she put the rocks glass and a shot glass next to each other on the back bar. I thought, perhaps she'll measure the whiskey in the shot glass by eye but, then she pulled out a jigger. She proceeded to scoop the rocks glass full of ice. Ooookay! I was very interested to see just what she was going to do. Maybe I was going to learn something. Maybe she would shake my whiskey in the ice but strain it. That's known as "Up" and I wouldn't mind that. Maybe I was going to get the whiskey in a glass of crushed ice. Not what I wanted but TBH I was in a tolerant mood. I'd rather laugh.

She measured the whiskey in the jigger and poured it into the shot glass then she put both the ice filled rocks glass and the shot on the bar in front of me.

I looked at D and she looked at me and she shrugged as if, now what you going to do? Want me to pour the ice into my water glass? she asked. My hero! that would be great. I don't mind a chilled glass, hell I don't mind a chilled whiskey, I just don't want it watered down in a glass full of ice. You don't taste cold things as well.

When Rachel came back I asked, "So, how long have you guys been here?"

"Since October." Rachel replied