#Reeks Tv

[marcogiovenale]

21-22 ottobre, roma: finis terrae fest

Quanti immaginari ha l’Antropocene? È questa la domanda che sta al centro dell’edizione 0 di FINIS TERRAE, una non-partenza, un calcolo a somma nulla che tenta di mostrare gli scenari speculativi di cui dobbiamo attrezzarci per elaborare il termine della storia, l’epoca della catastrofe e forse la fine del capitalismo – forse. A farlo con noi e per noi un’orda di autrici e autori, dal cinema e…

[teapetal44]

p2

[brainrotcharacters]

How can you not look at David Shaw and immediately say power bottom

[renmorris]

I’m sorry I’m gonna be confused on main again

but like…the thing is it’s not good? Like it’s not a positive for Judit, who’s implied to have a history of being sexually harassed at work (by virtue of her last partner being a creep) if she’s in a relationship with her superior officer who ?? actively dismisses everything she has to say. like that’s actually really depressing?

it's really bleak! not going to argue that its out of character because she is characterized as very passive its just the most depressing read on her situation I can imagine

but looking at scenes where Judit is being disrespected by her boss and fans walking away with ‘they’re fucking and that’s good actually' is WEIRD. its an insane leap from what’s in text

like seriously what’s going on here besides a man and woman standing next to each other and the man treating her like shit?

[saigoat]

Does anybody have any disturbing media to recommend? I'm suffering writers block

[hollowaluminumvessel]

i swear to heaven and earth and all things holy, if lin manuel fucking miranda speaks a WORD of rap in the Percy Jackson show, I'll tear the throat of the first person that dares make eye contact with me out with my jaws.

[stacy-fakename]

Rat Grinders:Don’t do anything to the Bad Kids until antagonized, and it’s later revealed that their bad actions were a result of being groomed by one of their teachers for years and then murdered and possessed.

Intrepid Heroes:Fuck you, sending you to hell and you can’t be revived.

[vilnan]

anyway i started watching arcane. why do i always get attached to characters who die in the first few episodes

[ottoslab]

“It doesn’t make sense for xyz character to be fat because xyz reason in the story” I dont care i dont care you can do whatever you want when you make stories and characters why would you purposefully choose to ignore that when making characters. It doesn’t make sense for teenagers to be the sole fighting force of New York City it doesn’t make sense to swing on webs due to your fucking mutated spider genes . A character can be fat. A character should be allowed to be fat.

[schiavonaspada]

im heartbroken abt the bus too but 3x3 wasnt that bad yall r just salty

[banqanas]

subscribed to telasa to see the azatokute extra parts that has fanta members acting 😇

someone pls remind me to end my trial by april 1st thanks

[alamari-chibi]

Watching bad adult cartoons online for free is my hobby so ofc I'm Arrgh-ing velma and WOW the terfy stuff is no fucking joke

[italoniponic]

guys, let me explain *barely holding together* this is even funnier bc the show's host name is ANA MARIA

ninguém:

Shadow passando por baixo de uma mesa depois de dar uma surra no Team Sonic: HHHMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM *sons de latidos*

(referência antigona, eu sei)

Shadow at a Brazilian tv programm

[hauntingmiser]

MERMAY XXVI

( maybe this is the final piece of the puzzle ? we may never know the core of the fog awaits you friend )

Fun fact : ever since she helped kanji just getting rid of the crystals to protective gear she also however had the flu and next week she stayed at home

after getting better she was having a stroll until she was kidnapped and was thrown into the TV by someone

and when she got into the TV world she looked around for several hours locating a lab cave filled with test tubes and many equipment until she found the room and she went in it

when she was near the experimentation table, she heard crying then she hid and when she poked her head out to see they were sitting on a chair near the experiment table so she swam to the person that was crying and it looked like....her? but they had a lab coat with her hat still intact and they're wearing overalls with a sweater underneath

"that can't be me...right?" and then it looked at her with beaming gold-eyes staring at her and then, it gets up and gets closer to her while she backs off away from it

"hello there naoto....heheheahahaheha!...."

She screamed and swam away from it while it laughed in the background and then she was now at a dead end and her shadow self closing into her holding a comically large knife so she closed her eyes waiting for her doom

this is naoto's shadow self, and it was about to kill her and gut her like a fish

until it gets shocked and falls down to the ground getting paralyzed

when she opened her eyes, it was yu with his gang smiling at her knowing she's okay

shocked she didn't know help was going to arrive soon but it did after her shadow self was chasing her...."are you alright naoto?" said yosuke

and with him saying that question, she cried crocodile tears hugging him in the process until her shadow got up and started shit talking so yosuke had to shut it up by beating it with the mace without hurting naoto

shadow naoto got pissed off so bad that they straight up transformed into their final form and bonked yosuke then he was lightly unconscious for several minutes

and after fighting naoto's shadow she joined the investigation team and got a persona before that she had a power nap during the fight

( also she's a royal blue double tail betta and she used to be not afraid of dead bodies and now she is lol )

[killa-trav]

zero aura detected in that driver photo

[nochepsicodelica]

Toji who got really drunk after a misunderstanding you left him to ponder upon one morning when you left for work. You missed a part of your routinely goodbye to him and at first it didn't bother him. He understood that you were running late, but once he started chugging the cold drinks and he sat with the sentiment, he realized it did strike him.

He hated the entire process of getting drunk, hated that drinking was unbearable unless it was chased with sweet kisses from you, but there he was, downing bottle after bottle. He was starting to feel liquid full but even in this intoxicated state he didn't want to put down the bottles. At some point he starting feeling uncomfortable being by himself and didn't want to feel that way anymore, so he called and texted you. Multiple times. You finally picked up after the eighth call.

-Hi, baby! Sorry, I missed your calls. I just left work and i'm heading home.-

-Baby? Who are you calling baby?- He scoffs, a roll of his eyes following.

-You... Toji. It's you. Who else would I be calling baby?-

-Honestly, I...- He laughs, the sound not coming off as one of joy with the next words he speaks. -I didn't think you even loved me enough to give me stupid pet names. I feel very unloved by you and... mhm, just want you to know that.-

Now, that's just entirely untrue and it hurts to hear. You prove your love for him every day. What is this sudden false claim against you?

-Toji, love, what are you saying? I'm coming home, already. Maybe we should talk in person. This is hard to discuss over the phone.-

-Uh-huh, you do that.- He sighs, heavily, his eyes lidding with sluggishness. -Can't win a verbal argument, s-so you're gonna come over here and try to seduce me with your pretty face. I'm just gonna say no when you try to touch me. Just no.-

-I'll see you in a bit, Toji.- you say, before abruptly hanging up.

He sounded off. You knew something was up the second you saw his eight missed calls and a stack of messages just saying 'hey'.

Your keys jingled as you pulled them out of your bag to unlock the front door. The house was steady, no sign of Toji watching TV in the living room or of the shower running. You walked further in, calling his name. It was kind of eery walking through your silent house. You also knew of Toji's tendency of scaring you, so you were on guard for that as you paced around the house. You had one more room to check and it was the bedroom. You dragged your feet over to the room, knocking when you noticed the door was closed. There was no answer after two more knocks so you just opened the door.

The sound startled Toji who was lying against the headboard of the bed, almost falling asleep. The second he saw you his demeanor changed. He perked up like a dog when their owner comes home, before melting back to the stoic state he had been sitting in.

"Hey," you say, almost tentatively, as you walk towards your shared bed, sitting down on the edge. You're met with an acknowledging hum of a response. "What's wrong, baby?"

"There you go calling me baby again. Baby is for people who love each other, so stop it."

You look over the bed, spotting the evidence that led to the bite in his attitude towards you— those bottles that spill the remaining drops of their content and Toji's backwash onto the bed, making the sheets reek of alcohol.

"Well, I love you, so no, i'm not gonna stop calling you baby."

He crosses his arms over his chest, huffing like a child. "That so? It didn't seem that way this morning. I've never felt so forgotten about by you."

"I told you I was gonna be late for work, but you insisted on keeping me trapped beneath you. Bring that part to light, handsome." You can see the corners of his lips twitching. He's holding back the most wicked smirk at the short burst of memories from the morning. "Plus, I still gave you your goodbye kiss, so what are you on about?"

"You didn't say 'I love you'. That's part of goodbye with you, so you can't blame me for feeling this way." His eyes express something of hurt. Maybe it's enhanced by the drinks he had, but you can't leave him that way.

"You're loved, baby. Very much so. Me not saying it this one time doesn't diminish the actual feeling." He's been reduced to a cub over this, so as his lover, you step in to mend the feelings that were grazed.

"Can you..." he rasps, patting his thigh, signaling for you to sit. You drag yourself towards him, and plop yourself onto his lap. You can smell the alcohol on his breath as he rambles on about how you can't forget to say 'I love you' to him ever again, even if it's a blurted, rushed one that he doesn't get a chance to respond to as you rush out the door.

The look he reserves for you is entirely soft, his hands are hot against your clothed back as they feel the warm body he's missed for hours. "I still..." he pauses to sigh, tiredness imbued into the sound. "Still want you to call me baby," he starts again. "I was just bummed. Don't stop calling me baby. Don't ever do that." He's letting his hands roam all over you. Your back, your waist, your hips—everything.

"Are you gonna let me touch you or are you gonna say 'no'?" You grin, remembering his words, verbatim, just incase he tries to tell you he never said them.

"Why aren't you touching me? Why would I not want you to touch me?" He looks insulted by the question and you have half a mind to remind him of what he said to you on the phone, but the heat in his eyes dies out as quickly as it appeared. "Really need a hug, mama. Please, hug," he says, the last part muffled by your chest as he keeps his face buried into it.

You held him tight and murmured 'I love you' countless times, while he hummed in response and groaned quietly as you ran your fingers through his hair.