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[fishblings]

DOUGGGG MY FAVORITE CHARACTER I LOVE HIM

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[quietwingsinthesky]

it ever hit you out of nowhere that castiel is living in a dead guy's body and the show just does not care. it does not care. jimmy novak might as well not exist the moment he or claire is out of sight. cas stole a guy's body and his face and his life, and we can't ever talk about it or discuss it in detail because of how fucking horrifying it is that sam and dean's best friend just walks around in a dead guy suit. there's not even a human soul in there anymore. it's just a corpse. stone-cold body snatcher indeed.

[my-rose-tinted-glasses]

How can you fail at so many things?

This is what keeps going around in my head. I think we all collectively relaxed the first time Day went in for surgery and it didn't work. Back when we were still holding to the "in p'aof we trust" tag like it was a lifeboat.

This show was a weird one for me even before the last 3 episodes, because although I like Aof, I was not a jimmysea girlie. And then this show had the hard task to pull me in, despite that. And to say Jimmy carried it for me is an understatement. I wrote at the time that the third episode was when the show shifted for me and it was all Mhok.

So to see a character being so betrayed by the very people that created him is such a heartbreaking thing to witness.

I'm not gonna talk about the fact that Day can see. I'm not gonna mention the fact that this is a truly disconcerting way to portray people that you claim to have consulted in the making of this work. I'm not gonna talk about the fact that making Day see is irresponsible work. I'm not gonna talk about the fact that the last image we see of this show is a giant neon sign that says "forget everything you saw before".

I'm just gonna talk about Mhok.

After episode 9 I wrote this:

I'm tired of the healing of Day journey. 9 episodes of this. I know it's a bl and it's all about the couple. So where's Mohk's journey? I know he's his caretaker but outside that, in the overall storytelling, talk about an unbalanced relationship.

This is not a "I was right moment" btw. This is a "wow I can't believe it got even worst than I thought".

Just like @lurkingshan commented at the time, we still had time for a shift. There was still an opportunity to connect the threads, to give his character his due. Because giving him one nightmare is obviously not enough. With that said, I never thought Mhok could be even more betrayed.

Because the message of this episode was that Day did nothing wrong and so Mhok needs to be the one on his knees to ask for absolution, when he committed no crime. They really have this boy believing by the end that he deserved what he got. They have him saying that he did pity Day. That he was thankful for the pain he got. That he deserved his sentence. Because that's what it was. A 3 year sentence. And by the end he was still the one asking forgiveness from his jailer.

It's heartbreaking to me that in a story that had so much going for it, could get it all so wrong in the end. Because if this started of as a story that could have deeper meaning, connection and a message and characters worth portraying, in the end there's nothing. Mhok was a prop and Day was a waste of an opportunity to say something real about people that are so often under represented.

It's heartbreaking and infuriating that in the end, Day's blindness was nothing more than a giant plot device for 2 people to meet and fall in love.

[conanssummerchild]

ive dipped my toes into a little bit of unserious fic writing for rnm and i felt it was about time i dropped an autistic rick fic 🫡

ive had this idea circling around in my head for a while but i wasn't really sure what direction the fic would go in but ive decided to go for some good old internalised ableism (me writing angst? shocking /sarc) bcs rick never seems to see his autism as a disadvantage which is super slay BUT there is also a lot of difficult things to deal with being autistic and you know that old fucker hates admitting he needs help with anything so im gonna fucking force him to >:) this is set in like maybe season 2 or early season 3 btw just to make rick even less inclined to admit he needs any help !!

ok enough yapping, here we gooo

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It was awfully quiet in the house for a Saturday afternoon. Usually by now Rick would've come barging into the living room, demanding Morty come with him and tugging him through a portal without waiting for an affirmative answer, always at least a little drunk on whatever he could get his hands on.

Today there was none of that, only fragrant smells of whatever dinner Jerry was cooking coming from the kitchen, juxtaposed with the harsh screaming match going on between him and Beth. Summer was scrolling on her phone absently next to Morty on the sofa as he pretended to watch some film that Jerry insisted was a masterpiece on non-interdimensional TV.

Overall, it was a normal night at the Smith's house from before Rick had come into their lives, but Morty wasn't relaxed like he would've been before, or even upset over having to listen to his parents' petty argument. No, he was ansty, fidgeting around enough to earn several annoyed glances from Summer.

He combed back through his memories, doubting whether he'd seen Rick today at all. He hadn't been at lunch or breakfast, in fact Morty hadn't seen him at all since their brief adventure yesterday, during which Rick had been in an increasingly foul mood. Had no one else even noticed his disappearance?

"I'm gonna check on Rick." He blurted out, stumbling off the sofa.

Summer didn't even spare him a glance.

He tried not to run down the hallway, nervous jitters going through his whole body. What if he had left again? No, probably not, Morty had seen his ship in the driveway. Shit– Rick had thousands of enemies, what if he was lying dead in his room right now?

Morty knocked on Rick's door so hard his knuckles stung a little, ignoring the small buzzing sound that accompanied the knocks. He heard a groan akin to one of a dying man and some shuffling from inside the room.

"Rick?" Morty called out to no answer, anxiety only rising.

He shifted nervously from foot to foot. If he just barged into Rick's room and he was fine Rick would be super pissed, but if he didn't and Rick was dying Morty would never forgive himself.

He shoved the door open. It didn't have a lock anymore. Morty held his breath as his eyes darted around the room, he feared it would look like a crime scene, but it looked... normal. He hadn't been in Rick's room that many times but, despite the darkness and slight mess, nothing seemed particularly out of place.

Well, that was, of course, apart from the translucent green force field type thing in front of the door.

He frowned, calling Rick's name again, but he was lying in his cot, facing the wall, unresponsive. Not even seeming like he'd heard Morty, the rise and fall of his tense shoulders the only thing showing he was still alive.

Morty chanced a careful touch to the force field, preparing for some kind of electric shock, but none came, only a quiet hum was emmited as Morty's fingers passed through. Rick moved again slightly, but other than that showed no visible reaction.

The field gave way easily and Morty passed though completely, standing meekly at the doorway of Rick's room. He was surprised to find that it was silent, like completely. No sound passed through the green barrier, not the sounds of sizzling pans, or the movie playing faintly in the background. Nothing.

"Rick? A-are you okay?" It wasn't said particularly loudly, but it felt that way in the complete silence.

No answer. He took a step closer, repeating himself louder, in case Rick just hadn't heard. "Rick? W-what's– is everything good?"

He expected anything, from Rick yelling at him to the person in the bed just being an alien wearing Rick's face, not even Rick himself.

He didn't expect Rick to cover his ears and curl into himself further.

"Uh-" Morty hesitated. His head hurt? Was he, like, hungover? Dying?

He only paused for a second more before turning and running out of the room, if something really was greviously wrong with Rick he would much rather be safe than sorry.

"Mom!" He called, running into the kitchen, interrupting the argument going on abruptly.

Beth downed a large sip of her wine glass, emptying it and setting it down on the counter with a sharp clink.

"Morty, honey, the adults are talking right now." She said, rubbing her temples tiredly.

"Mom, something's w-w-wrong with Rick."

"What?" That got Beth's attention, straightening from where she was topping off her wine once more. "What's wrong with Rick?"

"I don't know." Morty replied, agitated. "He's in his room just– just lying there, he's not answering me."

Beth was already heading in the direction of his room—not without grabbing her wine. "Come on, sweetie." She said to Morty.

"Wha- Beth, come on! We were having a conversation here!" Jerry exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air.

"I have more important things to deal with right now, Jerry." She said coldly.

Jerry's complaints were drowned out by Morty's rushing thoughts as he led Beth down the hall.

She peeked into the dark room without passing the noise-cancelling field, expression changing when she saw Rick curled into a ball, hands still clamped over his ears. While her frown stayed, a sort of realisation flashed in her eyes.

"Um, I think your grandpa just needs a little bit of alone time right now, okay? Let's give him some space." She said, taking a step back and closing the door gently.

"What? Why?"

"He just... Well, honestly, I don't know. I just vaguely remember he would get like this sometimes when I was a kid, when he was stressed. Mom always told me to just leave him alone for a while. I thought he'd probably grown out of it, like it was a midlife crisis thing or whatever. Guess not." She gave a small shrug.

That didn't really answer any of Morty's questions and raised several more, but Beth didn't seem to have the answers.

"Okay."

"Okay." Beth echoed, taking a swig of wine, her demeanour changing back to a bored one. "Well, I gotta go deal with Jerry now, go play video games, or something."

For the rest of that day, and then one more after that, Morty waited anxiously for Rick to emerge from his room. He felt like he was losing his mind, all while everyone else didn't even seem to care that Rick was gone at all.

He was picking at his pancakes uninterestedly when he finally caught a glimpse of blue hair in the hallway.

"Rick!" He exclaimed, making the old man nearly jump out of his skin.

"Jesus fucking christ, M-Morty." He muttered, grabbing some orange juice from the fridge and downing it straight from the carton.

"What happened?" Morty asked, getting up from the table and hovering by Rick. No one told him off for leaving the table. He could tell that they were all listening in on the conversation.

"What happened when?" Rick asked dismissively, playing dumb. He rummaged around in the overhead cupboard until he found an opened box of wafers. "What– who the fuck opened my wafers?"

Morty rolled his eyes. "You did, last week."

"Oh yeah." Rick shoved a wafer in his mouth.

"Rick, come on, seriously, I was worried."

"Well then maybe you should mind your own business, Morty."

Morty huffed. "What so you'd prefer I didn't care about you at all?"

"Yes. Obviously. Why does that surprise you? I've clearly stated it on multiple occasions."

"Well, I'm sorry, but I do care about you, Rick. I just want to make sure you're okay, because it seemed like you weren't" Morty said earnestly.

"Ugh, I'm fine, Morty." He scowled. "Don't be so– so weird about it."

"I'm weird?! Y-you're the weird one, Rick! Wh-what the hell is wrong with you? You just dissapear for– for two days and won't even tell me why? Can you give half a shit about anyone but yourself?"

"Jesus, I was overstimulated! O-okay? I'm autistic! Is that what you want to hear? You– you fucking dick."

Morty shook his head lightly, processing the stream of information "...What?"

"What? You can't be autistic." Jerry chimed in from the dining room.

"Okay, Jerry, and you won't be alive when I stuff your tiny dick in your mouth and freeze you, so we can put you on the mantle like some kind of fucked up decoration with your balls hanging out. Wait, actually, you will be alive. You'll feel the whole thing. Suuuper painful."

Rick snatched up Morty's virtually untouched stack of pancakes and sauntered out.

A quiet washed over the table, Morty looking over at Beth and seeing that she seemed just as surprised as him.

"What, you guys seriously didn't know?" Summer's bored voice broke through the silence.

"Y- you did?" Morty asked incredulously.

"Uh, duhh, Morty. It's like super obvious?" Summer drawled, not even looking up from whoever she was texting on her phone.

"How is it obvious?!"

"Becuase, Morty, I'm not uneducated like all of you guys."

"What? Wh-whatever, I'm just– I'm gonna go talk to him."

Summer didn't grace him with a response.

Morty peered into Rick's room but he wasn't there, so he wandered towards the garage. As he approached, he could already hear the sounds of Rick tinkering with something or other.

"H-hey, Rick." He said carefully, but Rick didn't seem particularly upset, offering Morty a small grunt in greeting.

"S-sorry I said there was something wrong with you." Morty added.

Rick looked up this time, quirking an eyebrow at him. "Okay?"

He went back to his project for a bit, but when Morty still didn't leave after several minutes he sighed, setting his wrench down harshly next to Morty's now half-eaten pancakes. "Yes, Morty?" He asked, irritated.

"I-I just... You could've told me, you know? That you're autistic. I'm not– you don't have to be, like... ashamed."

"Screw you, I'm not ashamed." Rick snapped. "L-look at me Morty, do you know how smart I am? You think any fucking neurotypical could ever reach my level of genius? Fuck no!"

He crossed his arms like a petulant child, pouting at the floor.

"Oh– Sorry." Morty stuttered. "I just thought..."

"What? That just because I'm autistic I have to be ashamed? Pretty ableist stuff there, Morty." Rick said sharply.

"No! Jeez, That's not– not what I meant, Rick. Jeez... I was gonna ask why you never t-talk about it, then?"

"Becuase it's none of y-your damn business, that's why."

"But– I mean, sure, but not even my mom knew. Did... did your wife? Did she know?"

Rick's shoulders tensed and he looked away, his loose grip on the table becoming harsher.

"R-rick?"

"She... knew." He said tightly.

"Did anyone else?" Morty made his tone a little gentler, seeing Rick wasn't exactly thrilled to talk about it.

"...Birdperson. And Squanchy."

"That's– no one else?"

Rick frowned. "My parents knew. But they didn't like it... Diane– my wife she was the first person I chose to tell myself."

"I'm sorry." Morty said quietly. "About your parents and... Diane."

Rick sat silently, staring at the work bench in front of him without saying a word.

"Is that... why you guys divorced, or?"

"No, Morty, jesus." Rick huffed. "She was actually the only one that didn't treat me like less than because of it. I mean, until BP and Squanch."

"So why–?"

"I don't want to talk about my failed marriage, M-morty." Rick sighed.

"...Sorry."

Rick shrugged.

Silence stretched on as Rick went back to his project again, it wasn't an uncomfortable silence, but it wasn't exactly comfortable either.

"It's embarrasing. Sometimes." Rick said haltingly. "When I get overstimulated. Becuase I know that doesn't happen to normal people and I don't like admitting I need help with things that other people don't. It's a sign of weakness."

"That's not–!"

"Shut the fuck up, Morty. This isn't a discussion, you got what you wanted out of me, so now you can fuck off."

"But, Rick you–"

"Morty, just fuck the fuck off."

Morty hesitated for a second, before lunging towards Rick and trapping him in a tight hug. Rick tensed up.

"Morty, you little shit, get off me!" Rick wriggled, trying to get out of Morty's embrace.

"I love you, grandpa. Thank you for opening up to me, I know it's hard for you." Morty whispered, which only made Rick thrash around harder. "I don't think you're weak, by the way. Or that there's anything wrong with you."

Morty finally pulled away from the hug and Rick crossed his arms again, his face now a little flushed in embarrasment.

"Don't do that again, you asshole." He grumbled. "I don't like it when you hug me."

"Sorry." Morty said, mostly meaning it. "Hugs always make me feel a lot better."

"Well I'm not you, Morty, and they m-m-make me uncomfortable."

"Sorry." He repeated. "But I-I still mean everything I said."

Rick pouted, turning away. Morty knew Rick was stubborn, and that he wasn't going to erase years of self-hatred and internalised ableism in a few minutes, but he hoped that one day Rick let him in enough to at least try.

"Okay, bye grandpa. Love you."

"Bye, asshole." Rick muttered back.

Love you too he thought, but didn't say.

+ extra

Rick had been in a shitty mood all day, and Morty could tell something was brewing under the surface, but he couldn't tell what until they were already on their way back home from grabbing some crystals from some drug planet Rick stole from all the time.

Usually Rick would be in high spirits after another succesful crystal-stealing mission, but today he just glared through the windshield, gripping the steering wheel tightly. Morty could tell that, despite his intense stare, he wasn't really paying too much attention, so it wasn't a huge shock when an large asteroid chunk flew into their field of vision and Rick didn't even try to swerve.

They crashed into the asteroid hard and an alarm started blaring, red rays flashing in the interior of the spaceship. Rick's hands flew over his ears, squeezing his eyes shut tightly.

Morty had seen this alarm go off several times, due to Rick's often reckless driving, and it usually didn't bother Rick very much at all, not warranting more than a curse and flipping the alarm off annoyedly.

Rick bit down on his knee hard as Morty hurried to shut down the alarm, Rick's hands moving into his hair and tugging when it was finally switched off.

Rick had a tendancy to hurt himself when he was overstimulated and it made Morty endlessly anxious. He searched desperately in the backseat for the noise cancelling headphones he'd given Rick and "forced him to wear" as Rick would say, but Morty could tell he appreciated it. Especially when he snatched them out of Morty's hands before he'd barely even handed them to him, shoving them onto his head agressively and clicking the button he'd added himself for improved noise cancellation, claiming the headphones were trash and that he'd had to modify them to make them at all a useful tool.

He slumped back in his chair with a sigh, his eyes were still shut but Morty could see the tears that had collected on his eyelashes.

"Do you want me to drive us back?" Morty asked, barely finishing the sentance before Rick was hitting the button that switched their chairs around so Morty would be in front of the wheel. Morty let out a small exclamation of surprise, but quickly took the wheel, putting the ship back on track.

Rick didn't say anything else for the short journey home, jumping out of the ship before it was even parked properly. Morty hurried to keep up with him as he unlocked the door. He stopped abruptly in the middle of the entryway and Morty almost crashed into him, managing to stop himself just in time.

"Thank you." Rick said gruffly, not giving Morty time to respond and just rushing off to his room.

Morty still smiled, though. He knew that was about as close as it got to his grandpa expressing affection.

"Love you too, Rick."

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THE END IM CHEESEY OK I KNOW SORRY BYE

[trealtox]

I hate season 7 of "Buffy the vampire slayer"

Let's get this straight, I like these series. They are fun and entertaining (and I only started watching it because of Spuffy). But I HATE season 7.

First of all, what is the deal with those guys? Out of the blue all characters (Spike excluded. Love him❤️) start doubting Buffy and her leadership. This girl saved all of you hundreds of times, and when the world is on the edge of collapsing, you turn your backs on her?! If she's such a bad leader, then why did you put all the responsibility on her shoulders? Why did you bring her back from heaven? To tell her, that she's not better than you? I'm sorry guys, but your crew is: a whining bitch-boy, magic (read as 'drug') addicted witch, a blorb of energy, a former vengeance demon and a killer watcher. With your list of deeds, I have bad news for you: none of you goes to heaven. NONE. She IS better than you.

Second of all, what is their sudden problem with Spike? In the last season all Scoobies want to kill Spike and say that it's because he's dangerous. Well, he is. Just like all of you. Your killer count talks louder than you (he killed because he was souless and he feeds on blood. You killed because you could. There is difference). They keep saying that he should be taken out because he is dangerous, and yet remind me, who held him by their side while he was useful? And did Scoobies thank him even once? (I actually don't remember. Tell me, if they did) Buffy is the only person who actually tries to be reasonable and accept that Spike has changed. In return she gets a potential slayer,a school headmaster and her own father figure being all mad at her, saying that she is the problem. If you want to kill him so badly, just do it already and stop making Buffy responsible for your own wishes (not like I would forgive them if they did)

Point number 3. Again with the hypocrisy of Scoobies. Faith comes back, sees that girls can't stop complaining and decides to take them out clubbing. Buffy sees that and gets mad (logically). Later on everyone decides that Faith should be the new leader. Why? Why would a former killer and a traitor be a good leader? Because she took a bunch of teens drinking, when you should all be ready to fight? If I recall, it was almost considered a crime for Buffy to rest, when there were better times. Now, when Buffy is tired and stressed from constant responsibility, all the potential slayers say that she's "not cool". Scoobies just can't be more hypocritical. Faith killed people out if her own free will. She teamed up with a villain, and she enjoyed it. Buffy made one mistake of attacking one villain. What do Scoobies get out of that? "Buffy is not better than us. Faith is. 🎶Let's put this guy infront of the crowd🎶". And let's be honest with that: Giles acts petty in here. The only reason he stands against Buffy, is because she got sick of him lying to her and telling her to kill Spike, so she honestly told him that she can't trust any of them. He got offended by her disobedience so much, that he decided to get rid of her. That's not a nice thing to do to a girl who is like a daughter to you.

Btw, Faith deserves a second chance and Spike doesn't? Spike was SOULESS. He wasn't supposed to be good and yet he almost died just to be the better version of himself. At the same time Faith was supposed to be the protector of people, yet she decided to join the homicide. She was creepy enough to SMELL THE KNIFE. And yet we get a whole storyline about "bad Buffy still thinking of her as a killer." The hero we deserve, I suppose? Btw, Faith IS a killer. She enjoyed it. I don't know why Scoobies want to forgive her so badly and give her a bunch of teens, taken away from Buffy, but they don't trust Spike.

And my favourite. The cherry on top. THEY KICKED HER OUT OF HER OWN HOUSE. Giles had his own place. Xander has his own place. Willow wasn't homeless before she moved into the Summers's house. And yet, when they needed a place to put all the potential slayers, they took them into Buffy's house. And then they kick her out. The "good guys".

Buffy needs no enemies with friends like that.

[yongislong]

tiktok prank + dreamies.

genre: fluff, crack, gluing jar shut and having dreamies open it hehe

note: tysm for waiting for me. mark and hyuck here

renjun... bread faced pain. its so funny, i don't think he wouldn't be able to open it... but i don't think he would LMFAO. he can't resist trying to look good in front of you though! he tries so hard but keeps his composure because he wants you to see him as a manly guy. he would hand it back with a pout and you coddled him so much you forgot to tell him it was a prank, but you felt too bad after you went back to the kitchen for a late night snack after noticing his presence on your shared bed, only for him to be twisted up on the kitchen island watching a video as he inspects the jar to try and open it for you :(

jeno... absolutely gets it open. R U KIDDINGGG. he is so strong and meaty. its no doubt and he does it with that cute little eye smile, his gaze never leaving yours. and for good measure uses the hem of his shirt to try and 'get a better grip' but its really only so you can see his abs and happy trail peaking over the top of his sweat pants hes INSANNNEEE. you tell him the jar was glued shut and he makes a cute confused jeno noise and looks down at his hands like he just committed a crime lmao, you broke him

jaemin... buff bunny to the rescue. he is buffer than jeno so he would absolutely get it open as well. is so ready to please you (oop) you ask normally and he thinks its so cute and he's so ready to help you, gives you a kiss on the cheek and takes the jar, giggling and poking fun about how you need him and his strong arms all while talking cutely. sentence never falters btw, he just opens the jar and gives it back to you with a poke on your waist and a warning to be careful while you cook. you tell him you glued the jar and he laughs it off and says you didn't put enough on LOL. wont stop flexing dear god, walks around the house with his shirt off more often now

chenle... can't get it. LMFAOO im sorry?? i know he is strong and plays basketball but o_O haha. i think he would definitely try! and once you sheepishly tell him in between giggles that you glued it shut to test his strength he eats you alive. is like 'why would you do that you hoe, we're gonna have to ear raw ass noodles' pffttt. you both end up laughing so much though. he eventually finds a way to get it open though! 'woooow, you don't have faith in my superhuman abilities... i trusted you... pft' he says before bed as a joke, flips over to face the opposite side of your shared bed

jisung... confused chick. is getting buffer though so idk?? but would definitely be confused. like... the last time he bought this he didn't remember it being this hard to open LOL. i think i said this for yangyang but he would let it slip from his fingers accidentally and it would shatter against the floor. would do that thing with his fingers where he like... forms claws LMFAOO yall know what im talking abt. he is sooo stressed. you both eat dinner in silence until he reaches over and sheepishly kisses the back of your hand as an apology </3 you forgive him though but you vow to never tell him because his sad puppy face is too upsetting LOL

[ijustwantogethigh]

Interview With the Cannibal

Interview with the Cannibal.IWTC.

chapter one: Survive to live and love to kill.

my eyes hurt so bad

i cannot hide my cannibalism

this took me fucking 3 days and i wouldn't say i'am proud but work it's work! and yeah, maybe has a chapter 2..or more idk i hope you like it bc i fucking love it,, sunseeker btw, i love them

cannibalism, reg is the cannibal, walburga being a boy mom, therapist!remus and james, kind of neglective black family¿, sirius has a traumaa, well, we knew that duh. uh ah..peter is a straight guy yayy!

A crime was committed, someone was eaten and a hungry was saciaded, the black family,all conservative and very closed minded had a variety of persons, homosexuals, heterosexuals, feminists, misogyny man, racist and classist and indeed were like that, but never a killer never a psycho, never a cannibal.

 The day of the murder was a fight in a room, a very, desolate room, ‘’Why would I want you?!, I didn’t WANT to, you make me!’’ a woman shouted, at the top of her lungs, when a men, was manhandling her by her wrists ‘’Camila, you cannot be doing this! you were the one who wanted this!Now I am the one who needs to be saying why I would want you?!, understand he is my brother! he wouldn’t love you back knowing you betray him!’’ the man,hopelessly cried, handing her hips, making her look at him in the eyes, she began to cry when he told her ‘’if you aren’t mine… you wouldn’t be for anyone then’’ and he throw her on the floor of the room, and go out, but lock it, she desperately try to find a open window, after 12 minutes he comes back, but with a dagger, he made her fall, when she was on the floor he cutted her throat,, but with a missmovement he cutted part of his palm, but it didn’t matter.

 All the floor was described as a beautifully carmin path, he cutted her head, and putted aside, like it was nothing, he nuded the woman's body and start cutting it, ‘’ oh,, haha, mon cherie, do not look at me like that’’ he muttered under his husky breath ’’you didn’t want to be shut’’ he say to the now, unlived blonde head. ‘’I must say, that happens with the cheaters, '’  says in the air.

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Sirius was worried, it’s been at least a week since he doesn’t sees his Girlfriend, Camila Riverwood such a smart and pretty girl, she has been disappeared a week, her parents thought he stole from her home, but when he say ‘’no, she isn’t here with us, i’ve been trying to call her but she doesn't answers!’’ The police were a lot late to search for her in the very weird places she assisted the past week. Even if Sirius was the first suspect, how hypocritical you need to be to kill her and cry for her…?

He couldn't keep depressed, so his mom made him visit a therapist, Remus Lupin, in mom words, ‘’you gonna be okay sweetie, just go, if you are okay, we are more than okay, what a liar.

and when the case as going to be achieved, surprisingly, in the same week, a trash bag, with burned human parts was founded far away from the town they were living, along with semi burned clothes and hair, they made a DNA test, from the some decomposed rest of the body, it was Camila Riverwood, but they funded extra DNA material under her poorly cutted hand with 3 fingers, one what, had a promise ring, and it was Regulus Black DNA. 

Everything proceeded too slowly to Sirius, his girlfriend was dead, his brother was going to jail, his mother now was angry and sad, and his Dad was just disappointed, but not about Regulus, about him ‘’why wouldn’t you just forgive him!?, you are selfish!’’ and he sobbed one more time ‘’mom, he killed my fiance!, HE LITERALLY ATE MY GIRL, MOM WHY I WOULD DO SUCH A THING,THINK GOD DAMN’’ his voice sounded like a sick old dog barking, he yelled so grossed out,his brother was a cannibal, such abnormal thing, he shouldn’t be alive he thinked.

after that night, he moved out with Remus,a very tall guy with curl hair, they connected more like friend than patient and therapist, and taking therapy at home, but he break when he heard regulus sentence ‘’he’s having fucking seven years of jail, what the…no no no…’’ Remus faster as possible make him feel safe, just like when dog hear *cohetes* well, it’s not like he didn’t get over about the fact that her dead girlfriend was murdered, no, it as because the **negligence and now, the little sentence for that sick fucker.

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Three years had pass, since that incident,and people like Remus and now James, his Boyfriend friend, now his best friend, tall and tanned and a very energetic guy, with a very, very happy but fearful contagious Aura, and yeah peter, his half brother a chubby little guy obsessed with disney movies.

until now.

Regulus Arcturus Black was out, for good behave in jail, that make sirius not sad, but make him go feral, ‘’you don't understand he a killer, a literal sick minded bitch and they ugh!’’he pulled his hair making it messy, james was more than confused, even scared how sirius was reacting, over something he didn’t now ‘’sorry padfoot, what are you talking about?’’, that name, was too familiar to him, he has heard that exact same pronunciation in somewhere else, he turned around and then to Remus again and then to James again ‘’my brother is a cannibal James, he killed my ex girlfriend and ate her’’ he say it, in such a calm way that make James had goosebumps ‘’I didn’t expect that amount of information…’’ he only let a sigh out and sit ‘’take this, it’s good for the nerves’’ Remus say, giving him a piece of chocolate.

At noon, Remus was on the market and, sirius and james were alone, and James talked first ‘’so, i didn’t want to go further because i know how moony get when he sees you sad but, what your brother name?’’ he said out loud,he looked like he knew that name from another part. so sirius who was on his phone could hear him ‘’Regulus Arcturus Black, i knew he was out of his mind when he say he hated dogs’’ James laughed of the joke and with his always nervousness ‘’do you mind if i make him a literal episode on my true crime podcast?’’ the long-haired man looked at him ‘’you have a podcast?, that’s cool, why you didn’t told m-’’ ‘’sirius please, i need a yes or a no, and you can be there to explain way further if you want to’’ he tried to, but sirius sometimes was to childish ‘’you know something? me and reg use to be very very stick together until that happend, he was 17, and i was 18…do it, i want that fucker fell ashamed about he did’’ and James smiled, and runned to hug him and he new, James will be forever more brother than regulus could have been all his life.

It was a late, fresh summer night when James started investigating the case,it’s been a month since the conversation had happened and James needed to start now. and well in his words, there wasn’t a lot of information about him, or what he did , and that drove him crazy, so he needed sirius for that part, and he called him ‘’hey siri, how are you? yeah i'm calling, what exactly..happened that night?’’the other man greeted the same way, until he heard the question ‘’are you being serious about this?, i thought you didn’t care…’’ ‘’well I always care, but there's no information about your brother, and what happens,or everything is in french, and they do not show pictures of him’’ he say scrolling with his mouse ‘’James, remember he was a minor when he did what he did, i’ll pass you one, i think i have a selfie with him…i..i didn’t erase the photos with him i didn’t have the energy to look at him ‘’ about 2 hours passed, while both were on the phone making the script that james would base to reveal the case. until they hang the phone, james look at his messages to took the photo and look at them, sirius and regulus were hugging each other smiling to the camera, sirius hair was straight and regulus wasn’t, both looked happy, and he looked at the text ‘’this was a month before the incident he say if anything happens to you, i would kill for you, brother , i guess he did..’’ that make james feel nauseous and he stopped his screen time to make his eyes rest.

The weekend as arrived to james place and that was the day he should be filming the podcast, when he first gave a spoiler in his blogg everyone was utterly conffused who was Regulus Acturus Black and why IT WAS HE so important?, he did it, now everyone was talking about him the video go international, and some sick fuckers did what they like to do better, romantizice him, and now he was on Sirius and Remus departament, watching it ‘’i haven’t see him since that, i bet he looks like utterly shit’’ sirius say looking at his brother photo. ‘’he was 17 what when he did that, around 2 and 4 am, camila riverwood was killed and mutiladed by him, he grab everyting in a carpet and transladed it on his mother car, to his house in france, he called his friends, Pandora lovegood and Barty crouch jr, to help him cook, yeah, cook the body, obviously, both of them are now under contidional liberty, and regulus proceeded to eat him among 5 or 6 days until, someone noticed that someone was missing’’ in the television was heard, obviously sirius had a grosssed out expression for the details of her death, ‘’what does the comments says jamie?’’ ‘’uh.. they say: he is so handsome, being a cannibal does even better, oh other one says maybe they give him that sentence because he was too young and his ethereal beauty, what the heck are they thinking?’’ Sirius bit his lip, making a disappointed expression ‘’at least they find him cute, the next jefrey damher’’ and the day ended, eating apple pie and watching the news ‘’and in some other news, who could believe it! the passed week a young man called james fleamont potter published this video, relating a murder case about regulus black, the young cannibal, now the episode had more than 3 million views and has been go international,in here some pictures of the criminal, a very strange case, well, no one remember this guy, even if the case was relevant on the year  in another topic, his sentence! 7 years but he is now free for good behave, in jail, going with lisa telling us the weather!’’ everyone was shocked, more James than everyone but a notification make sirius scream in horror ‘’hey siri, it’s me,cousin Narcissa, can we talk?’’ ‘’Hell no’’ he said, turning off his phone.

‘’What you mean ‘’hell no’’ answer, narcissa is such a good woman, she hadn’t nothing to do with reg and your mother ‘’ remus tried to make him talk to narcissa, his cousin, that when she got married she move out and ended any type of connection with the black family. ‘’well she- give me that-’’ he grabbed his phone from his partner's hands and turned his phone on ‘’what should i tell her?, it’s been literal decades…’’ ‘’well, tell her what she wants to talk about, i think it’s very obviou-’’ ‘’shus, don’t make me look dumb james’’ remus just could look about it ‘’okay…umm what if hello cissa, how do you been? what do you want to talk about..?’’ ‘’yeah, very convincing!’’ james cheered him up, and that's what he send her, they texted along 2 or 3 hours, about everything and how they would love to see, or at least with very selected family members, and he sigh when she stopped answering ‘’what did she told you’’ ‘’she, she wanted to get dinner but i denied, my mother was going to be there and…she a homophobe, i don't want her to disrespect you’’ ‘’ahh, good i don't like to fight nannies’’ both laughed of the comment, those days were the best without people they didn’t like.

But for regulus wasn’t the same, after he get out of jail, he was refunded in a psychological clinic for people of his…type were his mother always visit him to yell at him and in sometimes, talk decently with him, in his visits as always sitted, on a very uncomfortable chair,in a tiny cabin, with a slightly light coming from the hal, with a force shirt, tied to the chair, and with a clear mask with little holes in the mouth zone to talk, and that time was one of those times but it was certainly, different ‘’hello mom’’ ‘’how you been reggie?’’ He said it with his lowest tone, almost intendeble like a direct message to his mother that he was tired of seeing pure white, but she spoke like she was seeing pure gold, even if his son, his own blood was practically dying there ‘’why are you so happy? did you divorced?’’ ‘’oh no, why would i do that?, and you are practically out now! you are gonna live with us baby!’’ she let out like it as nothing, the eyes of the boy open significantly ‘’what…I.. I mean yeah! i’am so excited mom!’’ now, he was incredibly happy, he laughed so hard like he didn’t since he was free ‘’since when? i mean, i am very excited, i really mean it’’ ‘’since tomorrow love, so, yeah, pack your things, or whatever you have’ she say , getting up from her seat’, walking to the exit door ‘see you soon’’ she say, walking out the room, letting him alone while the nurses help him to get up, and feeling excited, he pretended wanting to bite one of the nurses, he laughed when she flicked and get nervous..

The day begin’ with a really happy regulus, he ate properly, he took a long bath and make himself look decent for his mother, now she was driving to the black house ‘’wow, everything looks so colorful, it’s making my eyes hurt’’ walburga laughed of it ‘’put these on, haven’t you go out in your sun hours?’’ ‘’no, the bitch of umbridge denied me all my sun hours, that’s why i look so pale’’ he put the sunglasses on, looking like a drug dealer ‘’i would make you go out, and take vitamins, sun is very important, it makes everyone being happy, a life without the sun is so depressing ‘’ ‘’and..umm what kind of food they gave you..?’’ he needed to be prepared if he was going to have more friends to answer all those uncomfortable questions ‘’bread, umm salad and sometimes fruit’’ ‘’so, no meat? because umm, i should have ask you if you have a diet ‘’ ‘’why? mom let put something clear that i ate a human doesn’t make me a litteral cannibal’’ he was getting defensive‘’no no no, i understant but i ask because i don’t know what to do with all that whores i make fucking steak’’ she says, stopping in front of their house ‘’what? you…’’ ‘’I'm sorry Reggie, I guess that will be Nagini's food, I need you to tell me what you want to eat so I'll tell kreacher what food to give you for dinner’’ she will always be down for her son. 

Regulus was in shock, so his mother killed people to feed him, he yelled in the glory ‘’no mom, i…i want to eat right now, tell kreacher to put potatoes and Red Wine on in to marinate it and some carrots mm! w-with butter!’’ he feeled non culpable of what he was saying, he folded like a starved dog seeing ribs, or smelling fresh bunny blood, it was literal heaven ‘’oh i let him know’’ she say with a smile, he remembered when he kill camila, he feleed so hungry from nowhere, but he didn’t want caviar, he didn’t want ordinary meat, he wanted to eat her heart, and that in fact, his mother pay to every nottery to not make the case public, so that how he lived 6 months free, until sirius snitch, he missed sirius, but camila was way more delicious than him. he was in his room, seeing that everything was like before, his books, his bed, even the painted mirror with some constellations painted on it, almost magical.

Sirius wake up having a nightmare, he was in his house in france, remus and james where there, sitten in those fucking elegant chairs that his mom use to put in the garden to her tea parties, and yeah they were having a tea party until he saw him, he was like him, even to say he looked younger but his red-violet eyeshadow, with his pale skin,but the horror was he was blood stained, he have it on his clothes, mouth and face‘’siri, i missed you so much, where you been, i needed you!’’ and now he was awake, he reach his phone to see the hour, but there was a message from cissa ‘’hey siri, i just wanted to let you know that, you and your friends are invited to my Birthday party! but if you don't want to it great, but i would love to meet remus’’ he didn’t know what to answer, the messages was upload at 10 pm, he didn’t see it, it was 3 am, he was going ro denied when he remember, she hadn’t connection with the other black’s so, should be good, and it was time now ‘’yeah, thank you and we are more than happy to assist’’ he texted back.

The week passed as river water, an the black family was invited to one of her cousin and niece party ‘’oh, Lucius, thanks for the invitation’’ Walburga says, Lucious Malfoy, indimidating yet a gentleman, that married one of her nieces, Narcissa black, a very sweet lady. ‘’it’s always a pleasure having you as a guest madame black , and are you inviting lord black?’’ he speaked trough his deep voice, wanting to know if the rumors were real ‘’oh no, my husband is in a businnes trip in Ireland, i’am bringing regulus, my second son, you remember him?’’ her smile in her face mas horririficly beautifull, she really expressed her exitement trough her smile ‘’oh, regg! how could i forget about him, he was so little when i see him last time, is he home?’’ ‘’oh yes! you want to come in and see him?, he must be in the living room reading’’ ‘’it be a plasure madame’’ she walked aside to let the blonde man to come in, she guide him trough the living room but he wasn’t there, and in the kitchen dinner room, no sing of him, until they find him reading and drinking tea in the garden ‘’wow, it’s been a long time, he has grown faster like fire and gasoline!’’ he say, like he wasn’t see a boy of regulus age before, he was 20 and the blonde man must been in his 28 or 29 ‘’regg, i present you lucius malfoy, cissa’s husband’’ she say, making regulus stand up ‘’ she marry? she must be getting crazy then..’’ he murmured in french so him wouldn’t understant ‘’what did he say?’’ ‘’that he is happy of you, that she needs a man to handle her attitude'’ the word get out, almost immediately of his mother mouth ‘’thank you regg, well i need to go know, there's more invitations to needs to be personally delivered’’

‘’see you soon mr, malfoy’’ he wave bye with his hand, and ruining his lilis, he crossed the garden to reach his car ‘’he stepped on my lavender!’’ ‘’and i save you from getting his family hate, he invited us to Narcissa’s birthday party, so we are going, behave’’ ‘’i think you are missing something, i'm not a dog to ‘’behave’’  ‘’yeah you are right you are a Animal, an you bite. ‘’ and with those words, she start making calls so, she can gets a really good dress.

He feeled uncomfortable wearing a smoking at that time, he could feel the shirt touching his neck, back and chest, his jacket made him feel sophocaded and those pant, ugh those fucking pants made him think he looked like a damn pencil ‘’ i feel stupid…i dont want to go’’ ‘’well, you are going, i need yo to meet tonks, she is you niece and, yeah andromeda and cissa haven’t see you in a long time, i need everyone to see you’’ ‘’i think everyone hated dromeda’’ ‘’well, we do but it’s Narcissa decition if she invites that kind of people’’ ‘’we hate or you hate’’ he spitted alarging to o to sound more defensive‘’if you do not shut up i’am fucking letting cerberus and thanatos eat you’’ cerberus and thanatos, two beautifull dobermans that his mom adopted because she nedeed to feel ‘’secured’’ ‘’they’re like you, they eat people’’ ‘’mom’’ ‘’regulus’’ she smiled when she stoped brushing regulus hair to make him look decent, the tematic was elegant, from the 40’s, and his mom was brings 2 fucking letal dogs to a birthday party were theres anoying kids, and they think he is the dangers because he eats womans, what a joke.

Sirius, James and Remus were in his way to the party. At her cousin's husband's house,Peter didn’t want to go, he prefered to stay at home with his girlfriend watching Disney movies. The party must be important, because they were remembering the family tree. ‘’so she is your cousin, along andromeda and bellatrix’’ yeah, they’re sisters’’ ‘’but they hate andromeda’’ ‘’yeah because she married a older and poor man’’ ‘’hypothetical situation, you have a extra sister, i marry her, i’am a bad o a good guy?’’ james say at the back seat, sirius moved himself so he car look james and start hitting him and throwing his hands to him ‘’first, i wouldn’t let you not even talk to her!’’ ‘’i say, hypothetical situation, she doesn’t even exists!’’ he say,moving so sirius wouldn’t ruin his hair ‘’you now he always gets mad with the hypothetical questioning!’’ ‘’it as a joke!’’ sirius get back on hi seat, he fixed is hair on the mirror and say ‘’you are that bad that, even dromeda husband would fucking hate you’’ ‘love, that’s mean’’ remus say, trying to get his attitude down ‘’sorry mon amour, but it’s true’’ 

They were in, the house was big and the attention was marvelous, he feeled so spoiled again, there was no sign og sirius and his friends. Walburga was happy about it, and just in time when he was going to drink from a glass of wine ‘hey! what you think you are doing,’’ ‘’mom i’am 20, i can drink’’ ‘’you live with me, i say if you drink or no, go sit in the couch, talk to someone’’ and like that he was sitting seeing another young kids running on dresses and smokings, playing and some adults dancing and drinking while he was drinking apple juice, he talked to narcissa, she almost cry when he saw him, and andromeda too, he played with tonks and again to the couch, he as naive until he hears narcissa introducing someone to his husband ‘’lucius, darling he is sirius, regulus brother and walburgas first son’’ sirius had a uncomfortable expression being introduced like that, then remus his actual boyfriend and..james potter..? he get stiff a little until he remembered that familiar face, yeah! he was Dr.potter son, he saw him a lot during his **practiques, roaming the apartment or seccion where he was, bingo.

but he didn’t expect the having eye contact with sirius, it was proonged, mostly 15 seconds until he grabe the tall dude arms and make him a sign. he obviously cutted the contact, sirius was getting a panic attack, he feel like fainting ‘’we are so sorry narcissa, but i need sirius to calm down,’’ ‘’fuck, it’s okay want me to bring some water i-’’ ‘’no it’s completly okay’’ ‘’i’am going with you guys,’’ ‘’no, i need im to be alone, we are coming for you at’’ he saw his wrist clock ‘’in a hour, talk to a girl, i don’t know!’’ and remus, helping sirius to breath they start walking, they see a park, not to far from here,  they were going there, must be, but why he got so..damn, and jmes saw him, he was comfortable sitting in a carmin velvet couch, with a little juice box seeing everyone, and he straingtly walk towards him, he sitted by his side ‘’hey, you must be sirius brother a plasure, james potter’’ he stend his hand, making him salut him, and he did, ‘’yeah, i saw you with him recently, regulus black’’ and now, both were having the most uncomfortable trade of words that never have seen before ‘’you know he is terrifiend of you right’’ ‘’it’s not something that i enjoy young potter’’ ‘’how old are you? i’am 24, just call me by my name, james’’ he let his lips closed and he beggined again ‘’i know what you are’’ ‘’he doens’t like me but it’s not mutual’’ ‘’do you enjoy it?’’ ‘’excuse me? who you are to being this disrespecfull’’ he say in defensive, he didn’t like this guy like the other. ‘’i’am a doctor, and i study the psicological state of a cannibal, and i wanted to make you a interview’’ he didn’t feel like trusting this man, he looked all messy and clumsy, like he was a scamer or something ‘’what i won from this?’’ ‘’money, thats simple’’ ‘’lets talk about the details in the garden’’ well, for this not being his house he feeled like knowing it it like his palm, he standded up, and started walking, wainting for the Deer guy to folllow him.

Now, both were in the garden, talking about where and when they would meet to make the interview, sitting on the board of a big that looks like Eros statue ‘’can i have your number? in case something happens and yeah,’’ ‘’of course’’ before exchanging numbers they were still talking about other stuff.

Sirius was now calmed, and yeah he repeated himself that now tha regulus is out, he would see him sometimes, he needed to get over it, he called james but he didn’t answer, he was getting anxious again ‘’hey cissa, we are now going, i'm so sorry’’ ‘’no no, it's completely okay, i understant’’ she say with a big smile ‘’but next time tell your hubby to no be a metiche’’ ‘’a what?’’ ‘’a metiche, is like gossip, james teach me that’’ ‘’is he spanish?’’ ‘’no he is mexican, and talking about him i haven’t seen him’’ she couldn’t tell him that he and his brother were nowhere to be found in the party, ‘’umm, haven’t you called him? call him againg’’ and he did it, but this time he answered ‘’where the fuck are you at?!’’ ‘’u-umm what? are you here now?’’ The music was too loud to hear something ‘’we are leaving, now, where are you, whe are coming to get you’’ ‘’no no, i’ll go, stay there i'm coming’’ he sounded nervous, like he always sounded when he did a bad thing.

‘’I need to go now regg, you brother is waiting for me’’ ‘’it’s okay, go i’ll see you again right?’’ ‘’Of course’’ and both said bye with his hands, and on the way to the exit he heard his phone ring. It wasn’t a call from Sirius, it was a deer emoji, and he responded back with a bat one.

‘’where were you? kissing one o my cousins? what a whore’’ he wanted to say, ´´ not much better, being friends with your mentally ill brother´ ' '’i did not! I was talking all the time talking with one of your cousins, or i don't know’’ Sirius just huffed and they made their way home.

late in the night, he was staying with remus and sirius, he agended regulus name with the bat emoji and text him ‘’so, how was the party’’ to be answered with a ‘’very bored, i'm not drunk and..you weren’t there so, very bored’’ ‘’good night reggie, it's now 12:00 but i know vampires like you do not sleep’’ ‘’you wish deer ‘’.and with that, he only hoped that they would see again.

[fallingyams]

(Sorry my Op.5 hype is off the charts: super long post up ahead with a bit of analysis into why Sherlock says the things he does to convince William to live)

Can I just say that Morimyu Op. 3 does a fantastic job at setting up the confrontation between William and Sherlock?

William sings, conflicted, about whether he can still find forgiveness. His mind is set on dying (alone), but there's a part of his heart that wavers.

AND THEN. AND THEN!!!!! SHERLOCK MEETS HIM IN DURHAM AND TELLS HIM

A crime is still a crime, no matter how noble the intention. He cannot forgive killing others and using the deaths of people, even despicable people. (Which is beautifully contrasted against the Jack the Ripper case btw). He will catch the Lord of Crime and punish him for his actions.

It's at that point that William turns a bit sorrowful and resigned (and Shogo's expression is so!!!! SO!!!!! wow his despair is palpable) almost as if he's thinking to himself 'as expected, there is no forgiveness for someone like me' and probably solidifies his idea that death is the only suitable recompense for him.

--

ANYWAY back to the manga itself

His sorrowful condemnation:

I think that it's precisely because of this, the only person whose forgiveness can change his mind is Sherlock.

It doesn't matter that Fred or Louis or what any others think. They can call him a good person all they want, but it doesn't change the fact that in his mind, he is already condemned.

(Besides that, his accomplices are all evil because their plan is inherently evil to him. Their words hold little weight. A sinner can't save another.)

That is, until Sherlock tells him this.

And suddenly his entire worldview is upended. Because all this time, he believed there was only condemnation to be found for someone like him.

Sherlock, his righteous actor in the stage of London's crimes, has deemed him worthy of redemption.

And if the one good person thinks that William can be saved...

But no! How can believe that? William James Moriarty is the devil incarnate. He is stained. His sins are unforgivable, no matter what Sherlock says. Murder is unforgivable, right?

So Sherlock flips the script.

He reminds William that HE is also a criminal and murderer. (It's a perfect crime in the eyes of the law, but William knows the truth)

He becomes the mirror reflecting William's image so that William can come to the realisation that they are all capable of good and evil.

The greatest evil is capable of good.

The greatest good (Sherlock - in Liam's eyes, at least) is capable of evil.

And if William can still think of Sherlock as good despite this,

And if William can forgive Sherlock for murder...

Then why can't William himself be forgiven for murder?

I think, in some ways, here Sherlock also confesses that he has lost the mandate or the right to catch William as a detective on the right side of the law.

He's not standing there as someone catching a criminal.

They're now standing as equals. Friends (or whatever you call that tension they have going on LOL), rivals, equals.

It's no longer "catch" in the criminal sense, but to "catch" a falling friend. A trust fall, if you will.

(It just occurred to me that the whole chapter is just a trust fall exercise on a large scale LMAO)

This changes the whole trajectory of what William believes in. That seed of doubt has been planted in him - that he could, perhaps, still find forgiveness.

More importantly, that he has Sherlock's forgiveness.

And that is what allows him to live on.

[ghostbeam]

Charcoal artist dabi is on the brain today and I am just thinking incessantly about how obsessively he has a whole sketchpad filled with different sketches of you in it. None of them half completed but he wants to abandon them because he can’t capture the lighting right and how radiant you were in the moment.

How there’s a glaring amount of negative space in the portrait he started with you but he honest to god can’t remember a single detail about what was happening around you the second you fucking laughed.

Thinking about how he just has a whole page of that the movements and positions of your hands because he’s a sick dog thinking about black of the medium he depicts them in could be his hairdye staining your fingers at 3 am because his roots were showing and neither of you had anything better to do

VIXIEEEEE MY ART SCHOOL AU PARTNER IN CRIME I’ve been thinking about him soooooo much like the idea of him being so so obsessive to the point that it’s interfering w his studies is kind of making me insane at the moment but omg…..depicting ur fingers covered in his hair dye ur a fucking geniusssss for that oh my god

Like the idea of him capturing all these small memories with u like having it has a snapshot in his brain is not enough for him he has to immortalize it in charcoal and yeah he never quite feels like he’s captured u how he wants but it has to be enough. God I love him so much……he’s so weird about u like genuinely such a creeper cause he can’t keep his eyes off u in case he realizes he wants to draw u in the moment or later before bed

And there’s something about the act of creating like the sketch and the shading and the detail and the highlights it’s so much more to him than just taking a photo of you with his phone (which btw he totally has a flip phone in this universe bc he’s pretentious but also is a hypocrite bc he totally has an iPad for art stuff—his pinterest is crazy) and idk there’s something so special of like making something out of nothing the act of doing it and practicing over and over and over again and I think it’s what draws him to art (and charcoal as a medium which is a little less forgiving than other mediums) in the first place.

[creek-ink]

TELL ME ABOUT YOUR VERSION OF SALLY WILLIAMS PLEASE PLEASE PL

AHHH!! an ask!! i never get these!! >:D

anyways- uh!

ok so, tbh my versions of the crps (esp the gals) r a jumbled mess of headcannons just floating around in my head. so forgive me if this is unreadable- (I plan on making details ref sheets in the future!!)

I've always loved the character of sally williams but I find her story uncomfortable and even a little triggering. (I experienced violent SA at a younge age) bc of this I basically changed everything abt her character. so here goes- buckle up!

sally's origins:

if ur sensitive to child death do not read the bits in red

to cut to the chase- sally williams was a 10yr murder victim of a cold case from the 70's or 80's. her body was found in the woods long after the initial murder, leaving it nearly unidentifiable. it was believed to be a crime of passion, due to the brutal nature of the attack. there were stab wounds, minor broken bones, blunt force trauma, and most curiously, a large, deep wound to her sternum.

bc of the decayed state of her body no DNA evidence of her attacker was recovered and, bc of the times, not much was looked for as DNA testing wasn't as advanced yet.

her case will remain cold- bc well, her attacker wasn't some creepy or horrendous serial killer, it was a creature~

"gasp! wow! how creative!! never saw that coming!!"

(lol)

I haven't decided which monster, either the rake or maybe seed eater (which would explain y EJ feels so obligated to watch over sally's spirit)

speaking of! (awesome segway- fuck ya)

her spirit:

sally's soul was left to wonder the forest dazed and confused abt what had happened to her. urban legends of a younge girl calling out from the woods surfaced in the following years, no doubt being linked to her case.

instead of a run-of-the-mill apparition, sally is more of a "thing"

I like to play around w the traditional depictions of common monsters and myths, so ghosts r no exception.

she isn't a glowing, transparent mist that takes the form of a small girl. instead she looks just how she did that night, suspended somewhere between life and death.

the more care her soul receives the more her appearance improves. her physical state is able to be altered, (ie. bodily changes like wieght or injury. as well as cosmetic changes like clothing and hair styles.)

-although things like age, body temperature, and height will always stay how they were when she died.

as for any ablities she might have, here is a small list:

- visions (past, present, and future)

- breaking things with her mind ~wo0o0oo~

- and a sort of soul connection w ppl she cares abt (ex. if EJ gets donked she'll be like "ow" or some shit)

personality and relationships <3

sally is a rather rambunctious and rebellious child, making her a uh- "acquired taste" look- either u love her or u hate her.

she can turn nearly any neat room into tornado ally. as u can imagine, she's extremely hard to keep undercontrol so most pastas don't even try lmao. either completely avoiding her in the first place or outright fueling the fire.

her main man is EJ, he's quiet and patient which is a perfect foil to her outrageous character. they enjoy exploring the outdoors, learning, and yes- even playing w dolls. on some rare occasions sally will be convincing enough to get EJ to play house w her <3 often assuming the mother and daughter roles respectively. hehe

nina is another one of sallys friends btw <3 dress up all around! and lots of makeovers.

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unlike most depictions of they're relationship, sally and the slenderman do n0T get along. it sees her as a distraction and often tries to get her out of the manor.

(I do not cannon slenderman running or enhabitting the manor, instead I see it as a puppet master of sorts. i can go into this furth if u would like lol)

despite the threat of slenderman, the pastas collectively disobey him in order to keep sally around. they take pitty on her situation, and at the end of the day just want to provide her with a (somewhat) stable environment to put her soul at ease.

pic from a few months ago- just 4 visualizing purposes<3<3<3

ALRIGHT!! that wraps things up! I wrote wayyyyyy more than I was planning to- but I thought id go ahead and flesh her out, for future reference ofc ;)

if I forgot anything just lemme know in the comments <3

I hope u enjoyed reading this and I'd love to hear ur personal hcs! even if the conflict w my own. also let me know what u think of these,, ideas(?) I'm always open to constructive criticism!

ALSO MY ASKS R ALWAYS OPEN!! PLZ!! IM FUCKING BEGGING U!! I WILL NOT POST THIS KINDA SHIT UNLESS SPECIFICALLY ASKED!! BC IM INSECURE ABT MY WRITING!! AAAAAAHHHHH!!

[just-bible-musings]

I think it's about time I state my opinion on the war in Palestine.

I've been watching and reading viewpoints from both sides of the war. I will not say anything against Israel, because God clearly told Abraham, "I will bless them that bless thee, and curse him that curseth thee" (Genesis 12:3). I do not know whether Israel is doing what God wants them to do or not. Each side is citing genocide, propaganda, and war crimes from the other side, so I figure either both sides are lying, or both sides are doing things that may not be proper, even in war.

What I do know is that God promised that Israel would be His nation forever, because He made an everlasting covenant with them. So He is on their side. But I also know that God does not approve of anyone, including (especially!) his own people, doing things under their own power and outside of His will.

For the record, the Old Testament lists many groups of people- the Ammonite, the Edomites, the Midianites, and others- to whom God sent prophets saying that He would wipe them out because of the things they did to Israel. The descriptions of the things these other nations did often match the things that Israel has claimed Hamas did to them.

But there are some differences between then and now. For one thing, sometimes God didn't even use Israel to destroy these other nations. There are stories in the Bible of God sending wild animals into the cities of Israel's enemies, or of God allowing/arranging things so that Israel's enemies fought each other and the Israelites never had to lift a finger.

And after Jesus' ministry, things changed in the world. We no longer live under "eye for an eye," Jesus called us to love and to forgive, as He does. He often had to correct His disciples and tell them "no, we will not call down fire from heaven," or "put away your sword." And my understanding is that God is waiting until the world has reached a point where there is no one left who will turn to Him, and then Jesus will return and wipe out all those who oppose Him and His people (which, btw, will include only those who have accepted Jesus as their Saviour, whether Gentile Christians or Messianic Jews).

So I can't say whether Israel is fighting this war the way God wants them to fight it. I can't even say that God wants them to fight this war at all. What I can do is pray that Israel does whatever God directs them to do, and if they do not, then I know He will do with Israel whatever He sees fit.

I also know one other thing: that at the end of this age, all the nations of the world will gather and march on Israel at Armageddon. Sometimes God allows people to do certain things, things that we consider to be evil, things that even God says are evil, so that the future will come to pass (I have some other thoughts on this topic, I will address them in another post). So it could be that God is simply allowing Israel to wage this war in the way they are because this is what it will take to make the entire world turn against Israel (and against God). That, to me, is reason enough to stand back and shut my mouth about what I think is right or wrong.

[arc-archernar]

Hi!

For the general questions - 7, 8, and 9!

For the trial questions - 1 and 2 for trial 1 and 2

For the prisoner questions - 3 for Shidou and Muu and 4 for Fuuta

hiii rainnn!!!! :D

General Questions:

7. Which prisoner do you think you would get on with the most if you met them in person, and why?

probably fuuta, i have some shared interests with him that we can bond over. yuno also but we'd probably be like... acquaintances who share a similar moral compass.

8. Which prisoner do you think you would get on with the least if you met in person, and why?

mahiru, she sees the world in rose-tinted lenses and reminds me of my ex

9. Which prisoner's signature colour do you like the most?

fuuta bc im partial to red colours. also mikoto cuz i also like pastels

Trial Questions:

1. Which trial (1) verdict do you agree with the most?

yuno. i dont really agree with any of the 'verdicts' bc i think they're a flawed way to showcase the nuance of human behaviour, and i think the writers also know that. but out of all the verdicts in trial one i agree with yuno's verdict the most because. she's not a 'murderer'?? and alternatively, what does would it mean if she was voted guilty overall? that you have to be have a sparkly good moral character in order to be 'forgiven' for a crime that isn't a crime in many parts of the world? bullshit.

2. Which trial (2) verdict do you disagree with the most?

none of them, really. again, i think verdicts are bullshit. but personally, i would choose to forgive kotoko. i don't like her, but her character is so well written that i do like her at the same time, and considering all her actions so far... i would ultimately choose to forgive her. even though i kick and scream and hate her for hurting fuuta... i would choose to forgive her. (note: me forgiving her doesn't mean i'm handing her the innocent verdict btw)

Prisoner Questions:

3. What do you think of (Shidou)'s verdict/s?

im not too clear on shidou's crime, but from what i know i'd agree to forgive him.

3. What do you think of (Muu)'s verdict/s?

oh... well. i understand why she got the verdicts that she got. i was one such 'thought she was bullied' person who chose to forgive her. (my 'forgiveness' probably means something different to a regular person's 'forgiveness though) after trial 2... i'd still forgive her.

4. What do you wish more people understood about (Fuuta)?

hmm... i don't know. maybe i'd wish for people to stop viewing him like a snapshot? for someone like him, who's still learning and growing (dragged kicking and screaming along the way but still) i think a 'wait and watch' approach is more appropriate than jumping to a definite conclusion about him. humans change, and i'm certain he will be no exception. he's going to suffer and fuck up, and i will forgive him all the same.

sry if my answers suck im not that good at putting thoughts to words

[ssreeder]

sreedididididiidie

I’m actually so nervous to start reading this chapter btw. like I’ve been WAITING for this in such intense anticipation but now that it’s here I’m like… what if,, I just Don’t.. read.. it.,, for a little bit-

I LIKE BEING MENTALLY STABLE OKAY ITS FOR THIS EXACT REASON THAT I DIVORCED YOU

I love trams. trams are great. can we pls just keep focussing on the trams so we don’t have to get into all the messy shit that’s about to go down :D

OH SHIT SOKKA IS IN BSS WHY DID THAT TAKE SO LONG TO REGISTER WTF

ah yes the poetic tragedy of a full circle story (brb gonna be staring at My wall for a bit in solidarity and also to avoid the painful reunions thx)

yikes sokka’s trauma and resulting insecurities are about to be vomited all over the place huh

it’s genuinely so sad that sokka is coming from the perspective that he’ll have to “beg” katara to help him save zuko bc in the actual show katara was the first person ready to forgive zuko (before he betrayed her rip) and I just think it really shows how much of a shit time sokka has had that he’s forgotten that he has people in his life that genuinely do wanna help him and will do so with little to no prompting even when he Knows from personal experience what they’re willing to do for him but he can’t Really believe it bc of the situation he’s been in for so long fuck

that was a really long sentence soz lovely

nothing says siblinghood quite like lifelong grudges <3 and then you forget you were even holding a grudge until the next time they piss you off and you’re like OH YEAH I HATE THIS ASSHOLE YOURE THE WORST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED TO ME and then an hour later you’re like Hey Do You Want Ice-Cream

aang pov??!!?!?!? swag

ykw it’s so easy to get frustrated and be like -ugh why don’t they just tell the gaang what’s going on and then everyone is in the loop so it’s easier- but then you remember they’re literally 12 and 14 and it’s totally understandable that the adults want to shield them as much as possible from all the horrific things they’re encountering

side note: you can really tell the difference in age/trauma between sokka and aang’s povs so !! you’re slaying these characterisations sreedie

YES RASU COMFORT JEE IT IS NOT HIS FAULT THAT IROH IS BATSHIT INSANE WHEN IT COMES TO HIS NEPHEW

lmfao not jee suggesting they take the tram to reach their destination for committing a crime (I love him)

ofc iroh got caught.

not zuko and iroh having their reunion in literal prison T-T (it’s so on brand for them)

FUCK SOKKA IS ARRIVING FR JUST LIKE AN HOUR TOO LATE FUCK THIS

slay jet <3 (he’s breaking and entering)

omg sokka braiding katara’s hair… hair styling as a form of bonding… I have very many emotions.

toph is Definitely more hardcore than you’re anticipating sokka

jet’s bluffing skills >>>

oh yikes zuko is really fucked up now huh

I think zuko’s enduring hope is probably what makes me like him so much?? but like the fact that said hope manifests in stubbornness and spite ykwim? Anyways. sad times rn

samesies sokka, lake lagoli also give me the heebie jeebies fr

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING DOWN UNDER THE LAKE WHATTHEFFUCKWTHATFTHWFUCK

SREEDIE THIS JS SO MUCH WORSE THAN EVERYTHING BEFORE HOLY FUCKING HELL

jet is the only person with braincells rn do NOT split up for the love of god

FUCK

DONT KILL JET SREEDIE WHAT THE FUCK I LIKED HIM BITCH

fuuuuuuuck that’s so tough on the both of them shit dude. I don’t even know what I would do in that situation jesus

fuck this is horrific ohmygod

JEE JEE JEEEEE MY LOVE SAVE JET FUCK

OHMYGOD ITS SHSEN WHDKWNCPWNDOEBFPEJDOEDBOE ahhhhHHHAHAHHAH

JEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE he’s actually the loml btw it’s actually why I divorced you soz (he’s such an old man ilh but also valid bc he’s literally fighting for his life..)

BOOOOOO shen died >:(

not shen being kebabbed T-T

no shen tried so hard to save zuko Fuck

yikes jet has to get burnt to be saved :///

I’m here for jee feeling protectiveness over toph AND RASU COMING IN CLUTCH WITH THE TACKLE

ah fuck long feng ugh

ykw would be super cool?? if sokka just like spontaneously became a fire bender bc he’s so mad I think that would be funny. also a terrible idea bc he would have no ability to control it whatsoever but *I* would find it at least a little bit funny

omgomgomg did appa lick sokka’s makeup off partially and now people are gonna recognise him ooooooohhhhh

sokka smirking after slicing someone’s throat open… like good for you baby I’m proud of you but also yikes

KATARAAAAAAAAAAAAA

prison reunions <3

iroh and toph >>>

“I will have to render him unconscious” FUCKING EVERYTHIBG JEE SAYS IS HILARIOUS IM DYING

ugh fuck off sokka zuko NEEDS you jesus christ

I am still reeling sreedie. I will remain reeling sreedie. I am a wee little fish stuck on a hook and you are the fisherman waving me around in the air triumphantly. fuck you (affectionate)

ANYWAYS I am suuuuuper excited for sokka and iroh interactions in the next chappie and also for jee in general bc obviously and also jet’s healing process is gonna be a fucking Journey so,, fUn TiMeS

love you lots like jelly tots and all the good stuff but also hate you bc we’re divorced and yOU FUCKING KILLED SHEN UGH

Oh yeah,,, I’d have tried to avoid this chapter too - twas a mess.

Sokkas perception of things is extremely skewed because of his trauma but the good news it that maybe he will find himself pleasantly surprised by things??? Perhaps??? :D

I am happy there are drastic differences in POVs haha. That was my goal, check mark!

Me writing Lake Laogai: >:):):):):) >:D

Oh yeah Shen did die, didn’t he? Oops.

Sorry Jet, you’re a good boy,,, but it was your arm or your life.

I’m pretty sure if you’re a fish on my hook I’m not just waving you around I am smashing you against the walls and floor n shit. :)

Love you leekie I hate having to set your asks free.

[sanjuwrites]

hello on this day of nice asks i would like to ask about the love of my life aishwarya. how did you come up with her, misc trivia (what’s her favorite ice cream flavor, what dish is her absolute weakness, what kinds of books does she love) things you’re going to include in the series and things you’re not i want to know everything pls

oh my god i could go on for ages about her, i love aishu to pieces. i have an entire "aishu begins" style fic in the works, but i am happy to feed you until i finish that one (which wont be for a while lmao)

okay aishwarya rajesh is a heavy combination of people i know in my life, and some of my own personality traits thrown in there. there's a lot to be said about the lack of queer poc/brown women in hollywood, and that was definitely a driving factor of in the creation of her character. she was originally someone i would just write these little scenarios about in the margins of my notebook, going as far back as my freshman year of high school with a couple of other OCs.

ironically, i've always had the same face claim and profession for aish - anupama parameswaran (who is absolutely stunning btw) and paramedic. She evolved as I did, fleshing out into a fully fleshed character over the years.

when i restarted lone star and started engaging in the fandom, i realized that this was a safe space for this character i had shaped into someone i loved so dearly.

anyway enough about how i created her <3

favorite ice cream flavor: has to be haagen-dazs coffee-chip or talenti's chocolate peanut butter cup gelato. she's literally obsessed with chocolate and peanut butter, it's a sureshot way of getting you to forgive her.

favorite dish: aloo paratha, oh my god it's pani puri. whenever tk and carlos did something really stupid, they'd go begging Aparna to help them make aloo paratha so she'd forgive them. once carlos started picking up cooking, carlos started making it himself, picking up so many other recipes. it's a bonding thing for the trio now, where they all go to one of the three houses and make one of aparna's recipes. they absolutely carry this into their adult life, and it's one of aishwarya's favorite traditions that was carried from their childhood.

books she loves: crime thrillers. she's obsessed with them, she thinks there's so goddamn interesting, and she will make carlos read them with her and send him her insane theories (she's right almost 95% percent of the time and it drives carlos nuts) (he doesn't know she reads ahead and actually knows how it ends, and she just likes his reaction) (tk does know this and watches the chaos unfold with his cider every. single. time.)

okay so i've alluded to an aish/iris relationship before, but never really discussed anything, buuuut aish's got an ex-boyfriend, rahul. thye broke up on good terms because rahul realized aish was in love with iris but wasn't ready to confront it yet. they stayed friends and i have not decided yet, but i think they hooked up on and off throughout college, after which iris and aish reconnect again romantically (they do repair their friendship, but they both wanted more)

i'm cutting myself off, because i could tak about her for hours and still have more to share. she's so special to me.

send me more asks about her, please. i love talking about her.

[hazelcephalopod]

So mostly I try to just let the MCU be -for my own well mind as much as any issues with the MCU. But… im having thoughts tonight.

It’s been ages, and as I said I have mostly just been ignoring the MCU but I’m still not over TFATWS. So many disappointments, so many things could have been executed better. Like it was ok ultimately as a product. But I keep coming back to, who plotted this out and was in charge of characterization? Sam was ok, except for his entire background as a group therapy leader being utterly ignored. Or expanding much upon him as a character other than the bare minimum. Which actually becomes more an issue the more I think about it. And Bucky, I’ll get to Bucky. Then Walker is set up to become a guy I’m supposed to care about? Maybe? As a hero? No fucking way, that will be the day. Karli… geez… fucking a total mess that was. All the little things that they just didn’t care enough about it felt like.

Continue below for my rant about “What the fuck were they doing with Bucky in this series?”

So, Bucky. I know… I do but like he’s been around forever and I just don’t think anyone -well the hired and laid writers- knows what to do with him. He’s like the Castiel of the MCU -ok maybe not quite, that would be Loki. They just kinda throw him into the story in such a way that he’s intriguing! “Here’s the third(?) super soldier ever created. He was the second one’s, and first successful one’s, best friend. Like closest you can imagine. Would die for each other close, sleep with each other close -what do you mean gay?! Anyway, he’s supposed to be dead, but instead he was experimented on and has been cryo-hopping through the last few decades as a brainwashed dissociating assassin for the… Soviets? Hydra? Secret Nazis? All of the above? The baddies. Ok now the hero will have to spend two movies trying to find and free him, the most important person in his life (based on the content of these movies). All while trying to find love but for some reason he can’t…” like, yea it made me a little weird. It’s weird! And also sounds like an epic love story! Steve decided he must free Bucky from the brainwashing and mental chains the baddies have placed him in and through his love friendship he does! Bucky’s mind starts coming back to him, he is able to pull himself out of a state of deep dissociation tbh. It’s.. a choice. And then Steve chooses him over everyone in the world basically. So… that’s the basis of Bucky’s character.

So, now comes this series where the mysterious, dark hero with a troubled past and [gestures to that story above]. Is one of the main characters! Steve? He went back in time to be with his ex who a) died; b) lived a very happy life without him; c) leaves everyone he knows here. (Won’t get into that again).

Anyway, Series starts. Bucky wakes up from a horrific nightmare of the violence he was forced to do sleeping on the floor in a bare, in decorated, mostly furniture-less apartment. He is in therapy tho. Also, probation (which is a bundle of what the fuck). Part of his therapy is “He has to ask people he has wronged to forgive him.” Forgive him… for his actions… uh… his actions that hurt them… while he was brainwashed (with basically mind control technology)… ‘k. Right. So… someone decided “hey the brainwashed guy who, was being tortured into a state of mindless compliance.” Literally. That is what the pain chair did. “Yeah? Is uh… required to ask forgiveness to be absolved of his crimes. For the therapy for his PTSD or whatever. And then he’ll be forgiven by this one guy.? And he’ll be ok. Also he’ll decide to accept violence back into his life and end his therapy.” Right… that counts very healthy /s. (BTW I think whoever wrote this thinks that is perfectly fine).

Like, the guy I saw in Cap 2 seemed partially checked out most of the time. Possibly except to fight. In Cap 3 he could be sent into a mindless battle state with a couple words due to whatever torture he’d been through. There’s video proof! Wakanda did most of the heavy lifting, getting rid of the brainwashing (mostly). The therapy is just… idk, cuz? At minimum it’s bad, a bit negligent. Makes the therapist appear sorta incompetent at times. At worst it seems like a conspiracy and possible maliciousness on behalf of the therapist. But that’s never explored because it’s not what this is about. Which begs the question, why include it?

I understood the narrative, but there were deeper levels then “he feels guilty because he was controlled to do murders”. Like maybe it’s more complex than that? I can’t remember anyone saying “it wasn’t your fault. It wasn’t you.” Or something to that effect. Even if that’s not what he wanted to hear I think someone should have said it and had that conversation with him. Idk. Just… just saying. Now he’s gonna be the healthy one in the Thunderbolts or whatever. Is that earned? Really? Idk man.

[winderlylandchime]

2/2 The lawyer mentions hiv+/prostitute thing about Mikey *huge gasp* ‘lindsay you are a heartless bitch. She doesn’t just have a horrible haircut, she also has no heart. What the fuck? Id never forgive her. SHE BROUGHT UP RAGE INTO THIS? I hate mike this season but that was uncalled for. Id go to court, fuck lindsay’ ‘Look at Brian and Justin working out together! (Justin says he works out so guys can check out his ass) and THATS why him and Brian make perfect sense as a couple. Why didn’t they give me more of Brian and Emmett? This is a fucking crime because them as best friends would be perfection’ and we are at Brian/Ben/Mikey little showdown at Woodys ‘oh fuck you Mike. Brian is your best friend only when it fits you. Why is he helping her? I mean dont get me wrong I said the same fucking thing because fuck her but I had better reasons. HOW IS BRIAN THE ONLY ONE REASONABLE ABOUT THE CUSTODY OF THE BABY?’ Mikey says that theres times where he doesnt know who Brian is anymore and my brother absolutely loses it. *pauses tv* ‘WELL FUCK YOU TOO! *gets up and walks to the tv* how dare he? The Brian HE knows was drugged up 24/7, drunk all the time, working 24/7 and never allowing anyone near him. Except Mikey. Poor sweet little mikey. Who is a grown man acting 5. I need a fucking smoke. Fuck this and fuck him too and *looks at me* fuck you too while we’re at it’ then he left his cigarette outside and stormed inside 2 minutes later and started pacing back and forth ‘nah, fuck him! Change is good! He changed for better! Im sick of everyone not seeing that! He only likes Brian and how Brian has changed when it suits him. If he needs cash or help or whatever, Brian is the best person ever. The second Brian comes at him with logic he doesnt like? He’s the worst and he doesn’t know him. And yet, whenever Brian’s life would not fit Mike, he’d bug him about changing. HE LITERALLY TOLD HIM LAST EPISODE TO CHANGE AND BUY A HOUSE! But i bet my fucking ass if he bought a house, Mike would be all *says in a mocking childish voice* i dont even know him, my brian would never leave the loft. Fuck him! *takes a really deep breath cause all this was said REALLY fast -and i deserve an award for keeping track- and then sits down and looks at me* sorry for saying fuck you but also fuck you for bringing that whiney 4 foot tall baby into my life’ ‘YES EMMETT! THIS IS MY EMMETT! Never change baby boy! This is making me a little angry at netflix for my wrist.’ ‘Theyre really gonna split that baby up 3 ways? Fucking morons. Literally nothing about this says they care about the baby. It’s just their ego. I hate them all’ ‘deb retiring is so fucking stupid. I mean yeah, she deserves rest but this is stupid. Fuck you Mike. He always puts his foot in his mouth and then comes back with his tail between his legs apologizing. Fuck him, i hate him right now’ ‘I KNEW BRI BRI WOULD REVIVE BABYLON! Look at them back in the backroom. Never change Blondie! I fucking love my boys’ Btw the cast was an inconvenience like 16 different times when he tried to make a fist to be ally for Rosie/Em/Brian and once at the end when he said fuck starbucks. He broke his right wrist so now he’s dramatic since he’s right handed.

Lindsay is so awful this season. Mel isn't much better. AND MIKEY IS THE WORST OF ALL THREE. I can't.

I'm just pulling these quotes:

fuck you Mike. Brian is your best friend only when it fits you.

how dare he? The Brian HE knows was drugged up 24/7, drunk all the time, working 24/7 and never allowing anyone near him. Except Mikey. Poor sweet little mikey. Who is a grown man acting 5. I need a fucking smoke.

nah, fuck him! Change is good! He changed for better! Im sick of everyone not seeing that! He only likes Brian and how Brian has changed when it suits him. If he needs cash or help or whatever, Brian is the best person ever. The second Brian comes at him with logic he doesnt like? He’s the worst and he doesn’t know him. And yet, whenever Brian’s life would not fit Mike, he’d bug him about changing. HE LITERALLY TOLD HIM LAST EPISODE TO CHANGE AND BUY A HOUSE! But i bet my fucking ass if he bought a house, Mike would be all *says in a mocking childish voice* i dont even know him, my brian would never leave the loft. Fuck him! *takes a really deep breath cause all this was said REALLY fast -and i deserve an award for keeping track- and then sits down and looks at me* sorry for saying fuck you but also fuck you for bringing that whiney 4 foot tall baby into my life’

GUYS GALS NONBINARY PALS HE GETS IT. Your brother just summed up the Brian and Mikey experience. I fully and completely agree. Except for the fuck you for bringing that whiney 4 foot tall baby into his life. Because bless you for that.

I KNEW THE CAST WOULD FUCK UP HIS ALLY FIST. I KNEW IT.