#DORKERY

[thebiscuiteternal]

Was joking awhile back about the concept of a MDZS Pokemon-style fighting game, and realized the funniest possible idea would be for Nie Huaisang to be the equivalent of God Killer Pachirisu: On his own, he's nothing special and easily beaten (which makes players underestimate him), but put him on a team (especially with his brother) and give him a fan and he gains a cheerleading move that redirects all opponents' attacks to himself and absorbs the damage, leaving his teammates completely free to whale on the other side.

(He also has an extremely slow energy build up that occurs with each hit he takes, leading to the devastating finishing move "Look Out!" that causes the opposing team to use their finishers on each other.)

[stryke303]

#dorkery (at Miami, Florida) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ckim-ZaOnIJ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[another-kshit-blog]

So anyway, this might be the worst official manga Sebastian I've ever seen.

[higgsboshark]

not naming names here but I’m just saying, if you’re going to make a black and white colorwork pattern and call it the “Badger Sweater” there better be some fucking badgers on it

get out of here with your “these abstract shapes subtly reference the idea of badgers.” No one wants subtle badgers. I want my sweater to yell “BADGER!” when I walk in the room

ps. and if you also have a pattern called “Mushroom Raglan” (with NO MUSHROOMS ON IT seriously why are you like this), your next one better be the “Snake It’s a Snake” cardigan or I will riot

[the-frosty-mac]

so hey since Doctor Who is Earth-5556 in the Marvel Multiverse, would it be reasonable to headcanon Marvel vampirism to originate from the Spiral Yssgaroth? Perhaps the ritual that turned Varnae into the first Marvel vampire actually tapped into it?

I only have a surface-level understanding of the history of vampirism in Marvel comics, so I don’t know how plausible this is, but I don’t think it’s a huge stretch to at least consider the possibility so long as Death’s Head is still a Marvel character and Alan Moore’s DWM comics remain influential to Doctor Who

[beefcake-penguin]

Important question, are you more like Lena of Kara?

Hey friend! What a beefcellent (beefcake excellent) question! 💪🏼😀

I would have to say I am more like the beef, the myth, the legend: Kara Zor-El Danvers. Beef of cake. Dumb of ass. Butch-coded. Guilty of frequent dorktrocities (dorky atrocities). Like to bridal carry pretty femmes in my beeftective (beefcake protective) arms. Carry a deep sadness within me under my goofy beefçade (beefcake façade) but try to stay beeftimistic (beefcake optimistic) and hopeful.

[rouge-the-bat]

its hard for me to not feel a lil excited over the yyh live action since yyh is a huge hyperfixation for me rn, but i dont want to let myself get my hopes up too high in case they make changes that i REALLY dont like... but i gotta say im really curious what theyre gonna do with the theme song. bc if they dont do a remixed smile bomb im going to murder someone

[raszdemon]

Tomorrow I got a job helping an older lady organize stuff and clean her house and I hopped and pray my chronic headaches and/or migraines don't get in the way 😭

I wanna help, and I need the money.

[leemeanhoe]

i can’t believe the RANGE this show has!!!

[petty-davis]

Dorkery

[givehimthemedicine]

the perfection of the lumax Goonies reference

it's come to my attention that some of you younguns have not seen this movie, and you should fix that pronto. but in the meantime let me explain, because I haven't seen anybody dive deeper than surface level on why this reference is so great.

the Goonies kids are trying to find their way through this cave full of pirate booby traps. this organ made of bones has to be played in order for them to get through, and this one girl took piano lessons once, so she's the only one in the group who can possibly do it.

only by playing a correct series of notes does this trap open up a tunnel - leading the secret lair of the pirate whose treasure they're looking for. this is the surface level of Lucas' reference.

BUT. add in the fact that the kids are rushing through these traps as fast as they can because they're also being pursued by bad guys. if this girl didn't play the right notes, and fast, everybody would die. so what this tunnel much more importantly is in this moment, is a way out.

so to recap, that's only one person in the group knowing how to play the correct notes, as quickly as possible, in order to open up a life-saving exit route. exactly what Lucas just did for Max.

he just saved Max's life like this for real, opening up a literal escape hole in Vecna's trance by being the only one who knew her favorite song.

also, that tunnel led into to sort of a water slide that ended in a drop into the pirate ship cove they were trying to get to. Voila!

The Goonies is a movie that the party definitely would've seen and loved. it came out in early June '85 so it's not just virtually guaranteed that Max and Lucas have both seen it, but, given the way movie dates are a canon lumax thing, it's EXTREMELY likely that they saw it together shortly before s3.

so this isn't just a meta ST nod to one of the movies that influenced the Duffers - it's Lucas making a reference that Max is getting.

but he doesn't know what Max's trance looked like. he doesn't know a hole literally opened up that she ran through. Max is the only one who's seen both The Goonies and the visual of her trance experience, and can fully appreciate Lucas' reference, even moreso than he does.

while Max appreciated its surface dorkery and let it go at that, she will definitely be thinking more about it later, and she's never going to watch The Goonies again without thinking about this.

here is the whole bone organ scene if you wanna see it.

PS, this part is less of a literal parallel but - there were consequences to any wrong notes being played on that bone organ. each wrong note would make some of the ground fall away, so too many wrong notes would result in everybody falling to their deaths.

did Max not also "fall to her death" as a consequence of Mike playing El "the wrong notes"?

[vaspider]

I've hit the point where if someone does that annoying "op sucks but this post is okay" thing when they reblog one of my posts (or tbh if I see that on another post), I just block them and don't even read anything else they say. Truly, that shit is boring and unnecessary.

It probably springs from wanting to posture for followers that you're only reblogging from this Bad Person just this once!!! so you don't face social consequences from others or whatever, and that's a true dorkus malorkus move. But, you know, it's a very common Tumblr sort of dorkery. I don't need the whole world to like me - I don't like the whole world - but I do require people not to be oozing buttholes if they're going to interact with me.

[littlewestern]

what did the goddesses do at IRM before the arrival of Pilot?

Short answer: Not much! They arrived at the IRM the same year Pilot was purchased in 1968 but for Reasons, Pilot did not arrive on the IRM property until 1969.

Since they were purchased so close together, I think the intention was always to unite them. It wasn't a coincidence that two pieces of Zephyr ephemera were bought by the same proprietor within months of each other. I actually think the Goddesses being bought was part of the reason Pielet Bros was amenable to Pilot being allowed to leave the scrapyard in the first place. That the IRM had concrete, actionable plans for the engine meant that it wouldn't just be sitting around as a public eyesore. (That happened anyway, but it was due to a variety of reasons outside of anyone's control.)

Since the idea was always to have the full trainset with an engine to match, I think the Goddesses were probably told, "We're planning on making you one of our regular service trains, a proper Zephyr." and that would have made them very excited. That's good news if you're a beautiful, dignified train such as they are. I doubt they were told too many details because I think the common wisdom is to keep engines only as informed as they need to be, lest you compel them to cunt-dorkery, but the Goddesses have been around for a long time, and they're quite smart. They'd realize that if they were intended to be put into operation, but haven't been yet, that must mean they're waiting on a new engine. An engine designed especially to make them a proper Zephyr. A Burlington engine!

They probably sat outside for weeks speculating about who they might get and when and raising each others' expectations in the way that happens when you let excitement run rampant through a group of people unchecked. Venus, though, she might have had some lingering doubts, even if she never voiced them to the others. Venus is the head coach, the one with the most contact between the engine and the train. She'd probably have heard about any Zephyr engines being going into preservation or being restored to working order, but she hasn't gotten any news to that effect. Granted, she's been retired for three months and so has been totally out-of-the-loop, but it gives her just enough pause to be cautious.

Of course weeks turn into months with no word on their new engine so they're cranky and sore about it regardless. An engine in perfect condition could have rolled up to the IRM and still have been met with a cool reception. It's not nice to keep ladies waiting! That Pilot arrived at the IRM looking like something the cat dragged in... well, they got off to a rocky start, needless to say.

[higgsboshark]

Friends I am here today to speak for an underappreciated fashion choice: Wrapping big squares of fabric around yourself.

So many cultures throughout history have understood the magic of a big square of fabric, with or without sleeves. Just off the top of my head:

Cloaks

Chitons

Plaids

Tunics

Saris

Yukata

Snuggies

All beautiful expressions of the deep human urge to Wrap Body in Big Fabric and Be Confy

[deathprocession]

Local man arrested for major dorkery more at seven

[finniestoncrane]

🎩💤🟠

Bite

general!mad hatter x gn!reader/falling asleep on them it's hard to not make him a strange little cutie oops, domestic dorkery here minors DNI!! 🔞 500 words, cw: just goofy, cute, flirting, some kissing and a bite send me a request • kofi link • minors DNI • tag: finnie500

You lay beside Jervis, blankets wrapped around you, your hand on his bare chest, soothed easily into a deep sleep by the movement of his body rising and falling in deep breaths. There was no harm in pretending to be asleep still, to savour these precious, pleasant moments of bliss as he stroked your back and held you into him.

“Are you awake, my sweet?”

You ignored him, hard as it was to not answer to his soft, inviting voice.

“I think you are, but you’re pretending.”

He sounded upbeat, pleased at the idea of playing a little game with you.

“As much as I enjoy this, we should start the day. There’s tea to be sipped, adventures to be had.”

You didn’t shift, but your smile was a dead giveaway. And he could clearly see it, as he giggled a little, before pressing his fingers into your sides, trying to make you laugh as he tickled you, but you held out, squirming obviously, but making no sound.

“Oh dear, I’m afraid you must be asleep then. Awful, because I’m actually quite hungry and ready for breakfast. If only there were something here that could satiate me, then I could lay in bed with you all day.”

The thought was wonderful, but you knew you’d have to get up eventually.

“How convenient it would be to have something so sweet, so scrumptious, so divinely delicious that I could sink my teeth into.”

Breakfast in bed sounded nice though, maybe you could go and make something and bring it to him and-

Your thoughts were interrupted by the sudden sensation of his teeth against your skin. Tongue lapping at the skin as he sucked softly on it, marking you with a little red circle, biting and nibbling around the area and peppering it with kisses.

As much as you tried to suppress it, there was no hope. You were weak under his touch, instantly weakened for him. A soft moan and a little giggle, and your act was up.

“Aha, you are awake! I knew it! I can see right through you!”

“Of course I am! What are you doing?”

“I wanted to know how you tasted, just in case I could avoid waking you up and separating from you.”

“And the solution to that was eating me?”

“You’re sweet enough to devour completely.”

He rolled you over, arms around your back until he was laying almost completely on top of you, your palms gliding over his soft skin as he kissed at your neck, leaving small bites in between them as you both giggled, laughter turning to gentle moans as he caressed your sides, his fingers teasing at your clothing, desperate to feel skin against skin, until he had your shirt off, kissing down your breast bone, dangerously close to delaying his breakfast even further if he got you in the right mood.

“Jervis! I thought you were hungry!”

“I am, my dear.” He stopped to look up into your eyes. “I’m absolutely starving.”