#That screenshot of Ga On keeps me up at night

[amethystina]

I'm waiting so excitedly for your updates, old and new, I can't begin to tell you! You are the fandom treasure! And as I'm waiting and biting my nails I wanted to ask something, what do you think about the final scenes of episode 8 where Gaon has dinner with his professor and tells him he chooses Yohan's side. How come Yohan knew where to find them and the precise moment to come in and pick Gaon up, was he following them or did he and Gaon had a deal?

And what's with leaving his car to stand next to Gain and look at professor? I love this scene so much but I don't know if I understand its message right. Was it posturing, laying a claim on Gaon or what? I tend to feel that Yohan was possessive of Gaon when it came to professor and his police friend and I think I feel some of it in this scene but I'm not sure, I just don't have a clear grasp on it. Would love to know your thoughts!

Aww, thank you so much, sweetheart! This is definitely the first time I've been called not just a fandom treasure, but the fandom treasure. Thank you 💜

Ah yes, the "Ga On runs off with his new sugar daddy" scene. Or, as I sometimes like to call it, the "You just don't understand, dad professor — I love him" scene.

I'm joking, obviously.

(... or am I?)

I would say that Ga On and Yo Han made an agreement beforehand, yes. They probably talked about Ga On's choice to switch sides and while Yo Han would no doubt have loved for Ga On to continue on as a double agent (feeding Professor Min intentionally faulty information) Ga On is way too honest for that. So he probably insisted that, no, he'll call Professor Min, meet up with him, and just flat out tell him that Ga On's spying mission is over. He's now going to elope work with Yo Han instead.

And I find it hilarious to think that, most likely, Yo Han was just sitting in his car, perhaps scrolling through his phone, waiting for his newly acquired sugar baby to finish telling his semi-father figure that he's going dark side. Because Ga On gets up and starts walking before Yo Han drives up, meaning that it's not like Ga On saw the car coming and went "oh, better wrap this up now." It was probably the other way around, where Ga On leaving the table was the signal for Yo Han to come pick him up.

So yes, they definitely had an agreement, especially since Ga On seems to know in exactly which direction to walk, even before the car shows up, and doesn't look the least bit surprised by Yo Han's arrival.

They planned that shit.

Brutal.

As for the fact that Yo Han gets out of the car? Well, buckle up, my darlings, because I think we should take a detour to discuss intent.

Now, intent isn't necessarily important when you want to interpret a scene, but I like the extra nuance it can offer. And by intent, I mean what the scriptwriter/director might have intended with a scene. Why is this scene here? What was the plan behind it? How is it supposed to impact the overall story? How does it tie into the rest of the plot?

Which is never something you can say for sure, of course, unless there are interviews expressly stating it, but, a lot of the time, we can guess.

The intent behind this scene, in its simplest, purest form, is to show that Ga On is switching sides. And, with that in mind, it makes sense that he crosses that road to Yo Han's car (if you know me and my metas, you know how much I love lines, characters crossing said lines, and the symbolism of that) and stops to stand next to Yo Han. It's a very simple yet effective way to show Ga On's choice and where it will take him.

Into Yo Han's arms.

NOW. Intent is very useful because, depending on how skilled the person writing is, you can hide a lot of subtext and leave room for a lot of interpretation with a cleverly formulated intent. That's how censored shows get away with so much, because they can point to the perfectly reasonable, heteronormative intent behind a scene and pretend that there aren't also a lot of subtler nuances to the reading.

And, if they're extra bold, they also add hints in the presentation and execution.

The scene where Yo Han invites Sun Ah to the house is a perfect example of this, where the intent is to make her feel lonely, like an outsider, as she's invited to observe this warm, comfortable family. Not a bad tactic as far as manipulation goes, I have to say. So, in other words, very reasonable intent — makes sense with what they're trying to achieve.

The fact that it ends up looking more like Yo Han is proudly showing off his doting, doe-eyed househusband who's passively-aggressively and not-so-discreetly staking his claim is... well, that's just an accidental side effect, isn't it? Not intent at all.

And that's true. It's not intent that makes it look gay.

It's the presentation of the intent.

(Sidenote: To be a fly on the wall when Yo Han and Ga On came up with this strategy. Because, clearly, they were both in on it and, I mean, how did that conversation go? Inquiring minds need to know.

Like, how did they go from: "We need to throw her off balance. We'll invite her to the house, show what she's missing out on, but also give her hints that she could have it all, if she's willing to surrender" to Ga On going: "I'll cook a fancy dinner. That'll make her jealous."

I mean, he's not wrong but, like, Mr. Sugar Baby. What? x'D

Also, imagine Yo Han's face. Transcendent.)

Anyway. Intent can also ruin a story. I think most of us have read a fanfic and gone: "... that character wouldn't do that. This makes no sense." That could be a sign that the author's intent is clashing with the characters or the story they're trying to tell. Or, put more bluntly, that the author is so focused on forcing an idea that they don't realise that they're going against the logic of the story or characters' personalities. Things happen because they want them to, not because it makes sense, meaning that the intent isn't tied to the story or characters, but what the writer wants. This is badly planned intent.

And, most of the time, readers can tell when the intent is off, even if you might not be able to put your finger on it while you're reading. But if you're feeling a niggling doubt at the back of your mind, wondering why this scene is here, what this scene even means, or why this character suddenly seems to act so strangely, it could be that the writer didn't plan it well enough.

That's not to say that a reader must always know the intent behind a scene. Ideally, the story should be good enough that they don't have to stop and think about things like that. If the intent and internal logic are sound enough, it should just flow naturally.

Because, when it comes down to it, pretty much all scenes in a story have an intent and that intent should be in harmony with the characters' personalities and how they would choose to behave. And I don't mean that there can never be conflict or that characters can't disagree — I mean that all scenes should have a reason for being there. It doesn't have to be a deep or complex reason, but there should be a reason that ties into the overarching plotline. And characters shouldn't be forced into a scene they have no business being in. Intent is very important from a crafting standpoint.

And intent is one of the things that makes The Devil Judge such an absolute joy. Because while there is always a perfectly reasonable — and very heterosexual, we promise — intent behind most scenes, they often choose to present the scenes in a way that leaves room for a much queerer reading. Now, that can happen with almost any story, but what sets The Devil Judge apart is that it seems to be entirely intentional.

The presentation is by no means subtle or accidental.

Like, they didn't have to make Ga On shuffle up in a soft, comfortable sweater and greet Sun Ah like a caring househusband, but they did. That was a conscious choice.

And this scene you mention, with Yo Han getting out of his car when he's picking Ga On up, falls into a similar category in my mind. The surface-level intent is clear — show that Ga On is switching sides — but he could simply have said so. He could have borrowed a car and driven himself. Yo Han didn't have to come pick him up. And he certainly didn't have to get out of the car.

But he did.

And that might be what you're picking up on when you're saying that you're not sure if you're understanding the message correctly. Because in a drama this clever, that puts so much effort into details and, again, intent, it feels almost a bit odd to leave this gaping hole, doesn't it? Yo Han stepping out of that car should mean something, right?

And, once you've gotten this far, you've got a couple of options to choose from to fill in the blanks. Either you can assume that it was just something the creators chose to do because it looked/seemed cool and therefore might not mean much at all. And considering that this drama does that a couple of times, this could honestly be the case. Maybe they just thought it would be more effective to have Yo Han to step out of the car? To really hammer it home to Professor Min what's happening?

Your other option is to bring in the harmonisation between intent and characters. Because, if the writer is good and their characters consistent, you should be able to pick up on secondary layers of intent, running parallel with the main one. Because while each scene has an intent, each character IN that scene also has one (though perhaps it would be more comfortable to call it purpose at this point?).

In other words: If "it looked cool" isn't the answer, could we find it in the character's behaviour instead? What is their intent, based on their personalities and previous actions? Does that give a more satisfying answer?

What reason would Mr. Kang "Abyss" Yo Han have for stepping out of that car?

I, personally, think that the answer is pretty simple.

He is absofuckinglutely staking a claim.

He's stepping out of that car because he's a Possessive, Dramatic Bitch and wants to rub it in Professor Min's face. He wants to show that he's won, that he's turned the spy Professor Min sent, and that he's, quite literally, taking Ga On away.

Yo Han is basically going: "Thanks for the sugar baby — I'll make sure to ravish savour treasure him."

So while the main goal of that scene is to establish that Ga On is switching sides, the intent Yo Han adds with his actions leaves room for a very gay reading. In fact, I'd argue that doing so only makes the scene more believable, since Yo Han's actions are otherwise kind of... unnecessary? He has no reason to step out of the car and make himself known, unless it's for the dramah.

Again, the presentation of the intent is where the magic happens.

So, why this long, godawful rant about intent, you ask? When I could just have answered the question right away?

Because while I know that I'm preaching to the choir in terms of this drama being gay as hell, I just want to highlight the importance of intent and how it can change the reading of a scene. I think intent — or specifically the harmony between characters and intent, and the various layers of intent — is absolutely fascinating, especially in this drama.

Especially if you want to argue that it's gay.

Because there is, in fact, some scenes where I just... I can't. The intent and characterisation don't match at all — unless you add a queer element. Like, this drama is so clever. Not perfect, mind you, but so clever. And so careful with especially Yo Han and Ga On's characterisation. Very little is left to chance.

And so, if you keep everything I've said about intent and characters in mind, and I ask you to explain the intent behind this one, singular shot, can you do so without making it gay?

I'm not joking when I say that this scene, right here, was the one that definitively made me go "oh fuck, this is gay gay."

Because in most others — if not all — I can find that safe surface-level intent which means that the people behind this drama can claim plausible deniability. Of course it's not gay! Look at this perfectly reasonable, heterosexual intent!

Except this one.

There's no explanation for this. Ga On has no reason to look this jealous unless his jealousy is the main intent behind this shot. There just isn't. And it's only made worse by his huff and the way he clenches his jaw a couple of seconds later. Not even the argument that Sun Ah is their enemy so letting her fix Yo Han's tie might be dangerous can justify this, since that's not a look of concern or alarm — that's jealousy.

The intent is jealousy. Plain and simple.

And that's why intent is important. Because, if push came to shove, the intent behind this one, singular screenshot could, theoretically, be the only evidence you need if you wanted to defend a queer reading of this drama.

Because there is, quite frankly — in my humble opinion as the fandom treasure — no other way to explain the look on his face in a drama this meticulous and obsessed with details.

In this scene, unlike all the others, the queerness isn't just in the presentation anymore — it's in both the intent and presentation.

So, if you want the scene that says "this shit's gay, fam"?

This is the one.

Thank you for coming to my TED talk.

[sacrednova]

Drive me home | Simon "Ghost" Riley | 1

fem!reader | In this story, a young woman mistakenly texts Simon "Ghost" Riley, thinking he's her Uber driver after a wild night out. Despite his gruff, reserved nature, Simon shows up. Contains fake screenshots with texts messages and calls!!!!

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It hadn’t been a bad night—she danced, drank, laughed with her friends... But now, she was alone outside the club, searching for that Uber contact her friend had sent, fingers shaking as she tried to type the number correctly.

She nearly let out a dramatic little cry when she checked the time; it was freezing.

The vibrations of her phone in her hand came like a lifeline in the disorienting haze of neon lights, loud music, and a few too many cocktails. She blinked as a new text popped up from “Uber???” Well, that’s what she had saved him as anyway.

She squinted at the message, trying to process the details in her tipsy state. A mask? What kind of Uber driver wore a mask? She brushed it off, assuming he was just another eccentric in this city full of them. But a masked, mysterious stranger in a black truck? Right now, that sounded way better than the alley she was stuck in. Besides, she could take care of herself. Probably.

And then she saw it—a figure lurking across the street, watching her from the shadows, eyes flicking from her to his phone, and then back again. She swallowed, nerves prickling. She tried to ignore the feeling, but it lingered, crawling up her spine.

Suddenly, her fingers flew across the screen.

No reply.

She clenched her phone tighter, looking up and down the empty street, then glanced back at her screen. She could feel the rising urge to text him again and again, each message tinged with a touch more urgency.

Somewhere miles away, Simon glanced at his phone, his thumb hovering over the steering wheel. He’d put himself through hell and back in countless battlefields, facing down horrors most men would never imagine, but this? Being spammed by a random, drunk girl with a barrage of panicked messages? It was almost… comical.

What am I doing? he thought, irritation flickering under his mask. He was almost 40, practically ancient by some standards, and here he was, playing the knight in black armor for some stranger who probably didn’t even know her own last name right now.

Yet there he was, pressing down harder on the gas pedal.

The next text buzzed as he turned a corner.

The words ignited something in him, a familiar protective instinct that refused to let up. He gritted his teeth, eyes narrowing as he watched the road blur past. When he’d agreed to pick her up, it was because he didn’t trust her to make it home in one piece. He could tell she’d been drinking, and he had no patience for the kinds of creeps that lingered around clubs at this hour. But now…now it felt like a mission.

The final turn brought her into view—a small, unsteady figure with her back against a wall, clutching her phone like it was the only thing keeping her tethered to safety. And standing just a few feet away from her was the guy. Tall, with a slick smile and hands shoved in his pockets, like he had all the time in the world to wait her out.

Simon’s truck screeched to a halt, the dark engine purring like a beast as he glared through the windshield. He didn’t even need to get out; the guy’s eyes widened the moment the headlights hit him, and he took a few steps back, muttering something before disappearing into the shadows.

Simon killed the engine and got out, his towering figure partially hidden by the black mask over his face, and for a second, she stared at him, wide-eyed.

“Uh…Uber?” she said with a drunken giggle, half-nervous, half-relieved.

“Get in,” he muttered, shooting her a look as he opened the passenger door.

She clambered in, her expression melting from shock into something warm, a little playful as she buckled herself up. “Mr. Uber Driver… you’re my hero,” she slurred.

He grunted, barely acknowledging her. “Text me like that again, and I might just leave you next time.”

She smiled, eyes heavy-lidded, safe and sound in the passenger seat of his big, black truck.

[This is a first part] [Part two here]

[tuulikannel]

I was bored and played around with the incorrect quote generator. The names I put in: Nagisa, Karma, Gakushuu. Some of these fit really well, some are pure crack. All pairings at least hinted at, I think XD

Nagisa: What do you think Karma will do for a distraction? Gakushuu: They’ll probably, like, make a noise or throw a rock. That’s what I would do. Building explodes and several car alarms go off Gakushuu: … or they could do that.

Nagisa: Hey, Karma? Can I get some dating advice? Karma: Just because I’m with Gakushuu doesn’t mean I know how I did it.

Nagisa: If Karma and I were drowning, who would you save? Gakushuu: You two can’t swim? Karma: It’s a hypothetical question, Gakushuu! who would you save? Gakushuu: My time and effort.

Nagisa, holding a python: Guys I impulsively bought a snake, what do I name him Karma: You did WHAT– Gakushuu: William Snakepeare

Nagisa: What if I press the brake and gas at the same time? Karma: The car takes a screenshot. Gakushuu: For the last time, get the fuck out.

Nagisa: Karma and I were crossing the street, and this dude drove by and honked at us Gakushuu: Sighing What did Karma do? Nagisa: They chased him to the next red light, then reached into his window and… Karma: Who wants a steering wheel?

Nagisa: Gakushuu and I are having a baby. Karma: That's gre- Nagisa, slamming adoption papers on the table: It's you, sign here.

Nagisa: Karma, what do IDK, LY, and TTYL mean? Karma: I don’t know, love you, talk to you later Nagisa: Ok, I love you too, I’ll just ask Gakushuu.

Nagisa: What did you do with Gakushuu's body? Karma: What didn’t I do with the body? Nagisa: Karma: Okay, that sounded more sexual than I intended. I disposed of the corpse respectfully.

Nagisa: Are you sure this is the right direction? Karma: Certainly, I'm as sure as I am honest! Gakushuu: In that case, we're definitely lost.

Nagisa: Tell Karma about the birds and the bees. Gakushuu: They're disappearing at an alarming rate.

Nagisa: Fitness tip: never stop pushing yourself. Some say 8 hours of sleep is enough. Why not keep going? Why not 9? Why not 10? Strive for greatness. Karma: Next time you’re working out do 15 push ups instead of 10. Run 3 miles instead of 2. Eat a whole cake instead of just a slice. Burn your ex’s house down. You can do it. I believe in you. Gakushuu: There were so many mixed messages in that I can’t-

Nagisa, at a restaurant: You guys should get the orange soda, it's amazing. Karma: Okay Waiter: Can I get you guys anything to drink? Nagisa: Orange soda, please! Karma: I'll have the strawberry soda. Gakushuu: Me too, strawberry soda. Nagisa:

Nagisa: HELP! I TOLD GAKUSHUU I’D COOK DINNER TONIGHT BUT I CAN’T COOK! Karma, pouring milk directly into the cereal bag: And you thought I could help?

Nagisa: If you had to choose between Karma and all the money I have in my wallet, which would you choose? Gakushuu: That depends, how much money are we taking about? Karma: Gakushuu! Nagisa: 63 cents. Gakushuu: I'll take the money. Karma: GAKUSHUU!!!

Nagisa: Sometimes I drink milk straight out of the container. Karma: The cow??? Nagisa: What? Gakushuu: Karma, W H Y?

Nagisa: I know you snuck out last night, Karma. Gakushuu: Play dumb! Karma: Who's Karma? Gakushuu: NOT THAT DUMB!!!

Nagisa: Dandelions symbolize everything I want to be in life Karma: Fluffy and dead with a gust of wind? Nagisa: Unapologetic. Hard to kill. Feral, filled with sunlight, bright, beautiful in a way that the conventional and controlling hate but cannot ever fully destroy. Stubborn. Happy. Bastardous. Friends with bees. Highly disapproving of lawns. Full of wishes that will be carried far after I die. Gakushuu: edible

Nagisa: I’m kind of crushing on someone, but I’m worried about telling you who it is, because you’re not going to like it Karma: Just rip the bandage off. Nagisa: It’s Gakushuu. Karma: Put the bandage back on.

[beardedmrbean]

Ravioli/raviolo anon here. It occurred to me that I never followed up on my story of how I escaped my roommate's various attempts on my life and I managed to dodge them all like some drunken Mr. Bean. (Is that what I said? I hardly remember, lol. For the record, I don't really drink so much anymore. After I walked home from a birthday celebration a few years back (it wasn't a rager or anything, the bar was just across the road and my birthday is in February so we didn't want to go far) and coldcocked my dome running at top speed into a fence (I was trying to make it into the exit gate before it closed, didn't realize there was a post that came out horizontally across because I don't see very well on account of the fact that I wear colored lenses), I cracked my skull and you can still see where I hit the fence (on my head, I mean, it was a wrought iron fence so I assume I didn't damage it but I never checked), so that's when I realized it was time to slow down).

So it WAS a true story, (I don't really watch television or read much though so if it does resemble a piece of media, I wouldn't know it, lol). Anyway, since I tend to ramble, I will make an effort to keep this in the realm of "less than a novel" but I can't exactly make any promises. I don't know how to add a "read more" or anything fancy like that so in the interest of shortening it I won't be offended if you screenshot only the important parts or even just don't answer it, lol.

There's a little bit of backstory about how I ended up living with the roommate and why he wanted to kill me, long story short he was in the hole about $1600 with me because he bought a motorcycle from me but was "still making payments" on it. He suggested I come room with him in this cheap apartment while we both drove for UPS for peak season. He got fired day two on the job, and so after that he planned to rob me as soon as I finished the season. (In addition to never paying for the bike). I'm a simple guy, though, so I really only had my truck (worthless) and a mattress, and I was just working for the love of the sport so I sent all my checks to my mother and had her send me back a hundred a week. So he can't rob me, so he decides at this point he's mad enough to kill me, and thinks himself pretty clever and that he can do it without getting caught.

About a week into this nonsense, he tells me he's got a job interview in NYC or something, he's gonna be gone tonight, whatever. I'm like, fine, no big deal, hope you get the job, buddy, I'm pretty terrible at this whole UPS thing so I'll be back at midnight or something when I'm done my route. I get home, and I'm about to go to bed, and that's when I decided at about 1AM I sincerely want a grilled cheese sandwich. So I got up, drove across town, and went over to a buddy's house for grilled cheese at 1AM. Come to find out we had a gas leak all night and my roommate is just VERY SHOCKED that we BOTH happened to be out, what are the odds. I'm all "hey, man, God is good, I'll drink to that, get me another beer".

Not long after that, I finish my route at who friggin' knows how late, I'm the last guy in the lot, even the security guards have gone home, and my truck (which cannot be locked, I don't have a key for the door so I leave it unlocked) is, what the heck, locked. I have no way of calling my roommate (same reason why I drove across town to find my buddy instead of just calling and asking: I didn't have a phone at the time), and it's looking like I might just freeze to death out here because it's -3F and it's after midnight in New England, so there's nobody out and about. Well, nobody, except this old Russian guy who sees me standing next to my truck, asks if I need help, and when I tell him I'm locked out, he tells me he's been in prison a few times for carjacking and will get me into my truck in no time. Which he does. So I bring him home with me and we have a beer (he had a few more than me, I had to work in the morning. You know how it is.) (And for the record I have never driven under the influence. I didn't go to college, my CDL is all I have. I don't dick around with that.)

So at this point, my roommate is pretty pissed. I'm either too hammered or too tired to notice. UPS is really kicking my ass. It's finally Christmas time, time to celebrate the end of peak season with a trip to the bar, oorah. He gives me a bottle of Poland Springs and says to drink the whole thing, it's water and we're gonna be drinking hard tonight, gotta hydrate or die-drate, bitch. I knock it back and wouldn't you know it, that son of a bitch didn't give me water, this is straight Everclear. I get to the bar and I'm already sick, I go straight to the toilet and barf all over the place. Somewhere along the line I went up to the bar and started dozing off, at which point they kicked me out, so roommate says "don't worry, I'm gonna take him home". Not sure what the plan from there was, tbqh. I DO know that I realized about halfway out of the city that we weren't headed back to our apartment, and that we were headed towards either Connecticut or NYC, and I told him I wanted to go back home because I did NOT want to go to NYC because if we were going to NYC, that meant we were probably going to watch Eric Andre with his boring cousin in Queens and I was really not in the mood. I'm pretty sure he planned on dumping me somewhere on the highway where I'd freeze to death, and I was slipping back and forth out of consciousness, but I was SO consumed by how badly I did NOT want to go to Queens and watch Eric Andre, I called the cops and told them I was being kidnapped to watch Eric Andre. They were more concerned about the kidnapping part for some reason, (criminal restraint, I think is actually what they called it), caught up to roommate and I halfway out of Clifton Park (we'd apparently been doing 110MPH on the freeway and he was swerving all over the place) and he got arrested.

The next morning the cops told me I should press charges, but that meant staying in the state (because I'd have to be there when it went to trial) and I had other plans. So, I let karma do its work on the roommate (no idea where he is now or what's become of him, but I do know he lost his license and later blew every cent he had on some raffle scam for a Toyota out in California), packed up my stuff, and moseyed on.

I'm marathoning The Twilight Zone with a friend online today (watching the same eps on the same service) this was wilder than any episode I've seen ever.

[istherewifiinhell]

im reading comics. ive got a blog. ive got screenshots

[ID: panel of ravage thinking "Perfect! I cannot imagine a more ideal opportunity! END]

marveltf no.2, or 3&4 in the uk version, 1984.

[Deep breath] Plot: Bill Mantlo, Script: Jim Salicrup, Pencils: Frank Springer, Inks: Kim Demulder, Letters: Janice Chiang, Colour: Nelson Yomtov, Editor: Bob Buduansky, EiC: Jim Shooter

Digital re-master by digikore studios limited. collection edits by Justin Eisinger and Alonzo Simon. editorial notes and assistance by Mark. W. Bellomo

jeez again. well lets start of with the remaster hate, on top of the lettering miscorrections...

[ID: Comparing the same shot of Soundwave from two versions. 1. the us printing, his plating has been coloured in purple. 2. digital remaster, its been corrected to blue. (Also Megatron happens to be in frame and thinking "As always Starscream slyly seeks to undermine my command, but his advice is sound!") END]

BOOO, they hate his pussy. purplewave you will always be real to me....

(i also dont think the job of a remaster should be to correct originally present errors, or EVER. to 'bring inline visual brand cohesion'. Imagine if they remaster mirage comics with 87 turtle headband colours... riots in the STREETS.

They should simply restore to higher resolution quality lost from age/accessibility accessibility. like high def scans and faded colour correction... i wish we could keep the quality and texture from print u know) (this is not the fault of individuals doing the restore work, whose names i dont even know, just the company that idw hires to do this work)

ANYWAY. commencing with the bullshit.

[ID: Starscream scowling while Megatron is just behind him. Thinking "Megatron's deductions are most shrewd! I must be careful not to ever let my lust for power cause me to under- estimate his cunning! It is only a matter of time before Starscream commands the decepticons!" END]

ah there we go. im at baseline. im calibrated. locked in

[ID: Large panel of Bumblebee lifted up on a car mechanics hoist, in the Witwicky garage. Hes saying "Help me, please! I'm dying!" A puddle of fluid draing away underneath him. Sparkplug, in sleepwear, shoes and a cap says "Buster-- This isn't like you-- Playin' a dumb joke on your old man in the middle of the night!" Buster pleading "This is no joke, Dad! Believe me, I'm as surprised as you are! I know it sounds crazy, but I'm sure this car is alive! And unless you do whatever it takes to repair it-- it will die! END]

kjfngjhsddfg BUH. fucked up. if im honest

[ID: Two panels, Sparkplug looking up to Bee's undercarriage, finding the source of a leak he thinks "Here's the problem!" Off panel Buster explains excitedly "Four other cars then turned into giant robots and started blasting the jet fighters! "O" and Jessie must've split in all the confusion! I hopped into this car and steered it home!" Panel in silhouette, black on vibrant red, Buster gesticulates wildly, continuing "I mean it doesn't have an ignition or gas pedal or--" Sparkplug continues to look up, and interrupts "I don't know what they put in that popcorn at the drive-in, but i hope it s Not habit-forming!" END

KINDA GOES HARD..... if im honest.

[ID: 1. Buster in Bee's driver's seat, Sparkplug standing outside, speaking to them. Bee: Fear not, Sparkplug Witwicky, I merely plan to relay your generous offer-- Finding some way to convert earthly resources to fuel for Autobot use-- to my leader Optimus Prime! I shall safely return with your son! Sparkplug: Right! Buster: Isn't this the most incredible thing that's ever happened to us?!? Okay, Bumblebee, like, take me to your leader! 2. Two humans, Buster's friends, look at Bee. "Jess, Buster's car just talked!" Jess: "I noticed!" END]

Around here I was coming to understand the off kilter humour their going for, contrasting the bots speech patterns with humans. i dunno if its good reading, but i get it. and yeah they were using a lot of the watchman ass 9 panel layout... if it works eh?

speaking of bot dialogue

[ID: Three panels, Optimus rallying his troops and they change from bot to alt mode by saying "Autobots, convert to earth-modes! Let's move out!" END]

hmm. still work-shopping that one i see. you know. the classic thing autobots do.... convert and move out... what to catholicism or something??

[ID: Panel of an asymmetrical and scifi looking castle on a rocky peak. Caption box: Meanwhile, in the half-completed Decepticon base, constructed from various parts of the erstwhile Harrison Nuclear Plant… END]

Different style but apparently comics Megatron still likes himself a castle. Okay dracula. okay NOS-4-A2.

[ID: Optimus in bot mode, looming over the two humans, he says "I bring you Greetings from Cybertron!" Sparkplug: This one's even bigger than Bumblebee! Buster: Uh-- Hi! END]

He is bigger than Bumblebee... good scale tho, looks right to me anyway. there is a certain charm in this exchange. everyone's suitably and interestingly awkward.

[ID: Panel of Sunstreaker shooting towards the sky, as Sideswipe takes off with a jet pack. Side: If it's a fight they want, Sunstreaker, we can give it to them! Sun: My electron pulse gun shouldn't disappoint them! Side: While you get 'em in your sights, I'll go meet 'em up close and personal. Sun, thinking: Ever-eager for battle, my brother has rashly employed his energy-draining rocket backpack! END]

ah. so the brother thing is from comics. okay. everything always is isnt it? and yes. all the fight scenes have had dialogue like this.

[ID: Megatron stepping toward the viewer, menacingly. "Overconfident Fools! They entrusted the human to their weakest member!" He easily thumps Bee's head with one fist. The humans, small enough to be seen in the space between Megatron's legs. On says "He kayoed Bumblebee with just one shot!" END]

CRUSHED HIM LIKE A BUGGGG 🥁🔔

[ID: Two panels, Caption box: And acts-- Megatron holds Sparkplug in one hand, Optimus points his gun and says "Megatron-- surrender the human or suffer the consequences!" Megatron replies "In a word, Optimus-- He fires his canon, the blast engulfing Prime with a "Wawooom" Megatron finishes "--NO!" But meanwhile Sparkplug is free from his grip, shouting "Geronimo!" END]

honestly this whole page of exchanges was great.... its what i love to see them do... get him megs lol. girl ur so funny. beast warsian almost.

...well thats basically it. its a race to find a way to convert earths energies to their use, and The 'Con have kidnapped the one human who seems willing and able to do it. Low on fuel, and on hope, will our intrepid heroes prevail? As Sparkplug's fate hangs in the balance... tune in next time for...

[ID: Buster looking concerned thinking to himself "How will they be able to rescue Dad-- When it looks like they can't even help themselves?! Caption box: [small next arrow] And along came a... [title text] Spider-man! END]

EX-SQUEEZE ME?!

[yohangaontdj]

The Devil Rewatch Ep 10 (Part 1)

Since Ep 10 started with a re-cap of what had happened at the end of Ep 9. Let's begin with what had me falling hard for Yohan x Gaon.

And that had to be Yohan playing with fire in the coolest and most bad-ass way possible.

All that leather and slick-back hair, and which had so much James Dean vibes.

And paired that with Gaon looking boyish and pretty despite the terror and desperation he was showing.

Then becoming as unhinged as Yohan was. All prepped to kill with the penknife Yohan had handed to him.

Just love that last look of his, which is so... 😍and 🤩.

They're definitely a pair made in heaven that no one, dead or alive, should even think of sundering them.

And Soohyun and Sunah should have seen this to know that they can never ever win the heart of either one. And should have moved on to find their true love which lay elsewhere.

And I can't end off this part without talking about how much hugging they did here.

In the second screenshot, Yohan is touching Gaon's chest. And in the third, he looked like he's tearing Gaon's clothes off.

Gosh, it really sets the imagination on fire. And I swear, the two did make out in Yohan's car after leaving the place. Yohan would never let this opportunity slip again, not after the disruption he had suffered at the end of Ep 8.

Already looking like he wanted to eat Gaon up when the two were standing at the bridge.

And we have roughly the same look as well at the end of Ep 9.

No wonder Yohan had looked at Soohyun like he so wanted to kill her.

Her fault for not just putting Elijah in danger but for ruining what would have been a most satisfying night for Yohan x Gaon.

And here is something that I had screenshot by accident.

It's actually the con-artist calling to his wife.

But I shall imagine it's Yohan calling Gaon - "Honey..." (handing the penknife to him) " Here, get the revenge if you want."

And I love Yohan stepping aside and letting Gaon decide on his own. Just standing there, ready to support Gaon - be it a dead body that he will have to help clean up later. Or that he will have an alive con-artist whom they can use as their trump card.

And unlike Soohyun, we don't see him throwing morals or ethics at Gaon to sway him. And neither did he try to bubble-wrap Gaon in order to keep him safe. If Gaon wants blood on his hands, so be it, even if it might mean a setback to his plans.

This is how different Yohan treats Gaon compared to Soohyun. And which is also, I think why Gaon fell for him in the end. Cause with Yohan, he can take charge of himself, be his own master in how he wants to live his life.

And not like how Soohyun always treats him like some frail creature that needs to be kept away from danger. It's demeaning and downright suffocating. And compared to her, Gaon will, I feel, choose Yohan who, despite his flaws and his extreme methods. At least with him, Gaon can taste freedom, which is damn intoxicating if you have been suppressed for so long.

And in Part 2, we shall get to see Yohan being cool and bad-ass again. And Gaon going ga-ga over him.

[berf-a-smurf]

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In July, I left my job as a bottled water (of the 5 gallon type) delivery assistant to attempt taking my life. I sweet talked a cab driver to take me and a nitrogen tank into the middle of nowhere.

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My nitrogen tank and I sat in the woods for hours while I contemplated my plan. I felt so alone, like my disappearance would really mean nothing to anyone. My struggles and lack of skills (not to mention relentless imposter syndrome) would never let me keep a job. I was so hopeless. I continued on with my plan. I moved onto cleaning up my pictures. If my body and belongings were found, I wanted my family to have the good pictures to remember me by. No dumb screenshots, no nudes, etc. I didn’t get to the part where “my life flashed before my eyes”, but I stepped through it one picture at a time.

My pictures reminded me that I was capable of travelling and that there was so much beyond Canada that I still wanted to see. My pictures reminded me that I am capable of connecting with people and I shouldn’t leave my sister behind. And that I’ll find another partner to love as deeply as my ex. I remembered things I’ve achieved and that I’m capable of some pretty cool things.

I called 9-1-1 and asked for a police officer to pick me up and bring me to the psych ward. (I deemed them the best option as our paramedics are already stretched thin and our firefighters were busy with the province burning.) They ended up sending 3 squad cars - one with a dog to find me in case I did end up offing myself before they got there. They did the standard handcuffing, questioning, searching my person and belongings, and had me agree for them to seize the nitrogen tank.

[END TW]

They brought me to our hospital for more questioning, blood samples, the works. I stayed the night before being transported to the next town’s hospital’s psych ward. I was there for two nights and the whole thing crippled my belief in our mental health care system. But they got me referred to a psych clinic in my town so there’s that.

Even though my psychologist says it’s too soon for me to be working, I’ve had no choice but to seek employment. The water company was open to hiring me back but I haven’t heard from them since. I’ve also not heard from the places I’ve applied at. I received one of two months of EI that I applied for - I reported a day’s worth of work I did for one of my dad’s customers and they cut me off and I keep getting told that the adjudicator will reach out but it’s been months now.

I am continuing my therapy plan and continuing to apply for positions. It’s getting down to the wire now, though, and I may lose everything if I can’t get through December.

For transparency, my breakdown of expenses are as follows:

$815.00 for rent due Dec. 1st (water, sewer, garbage included)

$107.59 for Telus internet due Dec. 1st

$128.77 for car insurance due Dec. 7th

~$40.00 for electricity (I currently have a $30 credit on my account but am projected to use about $70 worth. My apartment is electric heat so the bill climbs as the temperature drops.)

Groceries are about $40/week

And the remainder is for gas for me to go to my in-person therapy appointments, attend work interviews, and visit my parents who live out of town.

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[sims-half-crazy]

I posted 242 times in 2022

That's 62 more posts than 2021!

198 posts created (82%)

44 posts reblogged (18%)

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I tagged 212 of my posts in 2022

Only 12% of my posts had no tags

#ts4 decades challenge - 144 posts

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#waldrop gen 3 - 98 posts

#waldrop gen 2 - 86 posts

Longest Tag: 44 characters

#wanted to build a small french inspired town

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

May 16, 1910

Dearest sister,

I hope things are well there. We celebrated Margaret's thirteenth birthday a few days ago. Hard to believe the two oldest are teenagers now. Daisy took her shopping for more appropriate frocks and I can't believe how grown up she looks.

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15 notes - Posted February 20, 2022

#4

March 3, 1918

**excerpt from Margaret's private diary**

The horror of war is something I never want to see again. There are so many men who made the voyage back to Simerica only to die at the hands of infection or influenza. It's all I can do to keep my hands from being rubbed raw from all the handwashing I do.

We have a new patient. We didn't think he'd make it through the first night, but he did. He'd been caught in an attack with mustard gas and then a nearby shell threw flaming debris at him. He's more bandage than skin at this point. I sing to him. I sing to all the patients. it soothes them, and keeps me in practice. He woke one night while I was tending him, and I had the unfortunate task of telling him that he was never going to regain the sight in his left eye. I told him that he would heal and that the doctors were hopeful that the scarring wouldn't be too bad. He asked that we pray, so I grabbed his hand and said a small, quick prayer with him.

He then introduced himself as Otho Petrie Roper and that his family immigrated here before he was born from Finland. He tells me stories that his mother and father told him. He's quite engaging. I feel so terribly that he's in such pain as he heals, but I'm glad for the chance to lessen his pain with my company and care.

15 notes - Posted March 14, 2022

#3

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15 notes - Posted November 16, 2022

#2

January 14, 1911

I had to tell the girls that their mother would need more help over the next few weeks. I don't know rightly know what happened, Daisy is a competant cook and knows her way around the kitchen but she'd been complaining that the stove was acting funny of late. I should have paid more heed to what she was saying. The dadgum thing caught fire and in her attempts to put it out Daisy was burned. Not badly but her arm is burned. I don't know how badly she'll scar, but that's not even the worst of it. She was with child. We had no idea. She didn't even think she could get pregnant anymore; it's been so long since Josephine was born. My poor Daisy has had such terrible bleeding that the doctor put her on bedrest for the next week.

19 notes - Posted February 23, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

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27 notes - Posted November 11, 2022

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[misspeculiar-principe]

I meant 87 posts! There are three posts that became unavailable due to unspecificied reasons. 🤦🏻‍♀️

NOTE: As of December 12, 2024 at 5:00:28pm PHT, I found out I only saved 84 posts for this.

(Draft)

8:22:30 = 60 or 15 = 6

March 17, 2024 at 8:22pm PHT: I wasn't supposed to because I saw 8:21:59pm PHT which made me aware of and expect for the time. However, I felt a little nudge in my heart and changed my mind. I deliberately took screenshots for your dad (including my sister), and since I've also made two "100 Links Challenge" posts for your mom on her birthday which I haven't actually started. In spite of everything that happened, I just want to thank him and your mom. Because if it weren't for them, there wouldn't have been this incredible person who makes me feel glad to be alive. I love you more than words can express, and I'm so blessed by God because I got to meet someone like you. You're my silver lining in this world full of despair. ❤

Nathan Confronting David 👏🏼

Stop Looking for Signs!

"I'm Kind of an Idiot" 🤪

No Soft Drinks Please 🙅🏻‍♀️🚫🥤

How Does God Parent a Disobedient Child? (NEW)

The Man in the Iron Lung 🫁

The Truth of God's Love

Remember...

Gas Prices are High 📈

Don't Be Fooled, Read the Bible ❗

A Prayer for You 🙏🏼

In God's Hands

Easter, Bunnies, and Paganism? 🐣

Roasted Shallot & Garlic Bread 🥖

Bulgogi 🥘

Your Mind Will Be Restless Until...

Stop Trying to Control Everything

Keep Showing Up

Romans Road

God Is in Everything

One of the Most Unloving Things

Perfect Justice vs. Perfect Punishment

Night Shift Nurse Math 😴

The Closer You Get to God 🏃🏻‍♀️

Designs to Help You Share the Gospel 🖌🎨

A Prophetic Word for You

Lazarus to Jesus After He Raised Him From the Dead...

It's Not Your Fault

Psalm 4:8

Acts 17:24

Enjoying Life Under the Sun

Your Life Is Deceitful

Jesus Died for You 🤍

Teriyaki Chicken Rice Bowls 🍗

Do You Want Your Prayers to Work?

The Devil Is a Liar 🙉

Know That

Book of Leviticus on "Holiness" and "Dietary Laws Today"

H.G. Wells on Jesus Christ

New Pens for Bible Journaling 🖊

[rantaholicforlife]

It’s been a while since I’ve written here, but that doesn’t mean the wheels have stopped turning. 

The recurring theme of needing to empty the thoughts from my brain continues.

There’s a couple of things I want to put down here. First, that I’ve been seeing the number 57 everywhere I go. From the price of gas, to the speed I’m going any time I glance at my speedometer, to the price at checkout at the grocery store, to the time it takes me to finish the New York Times mini-crossword on their app, to my battery percentage when I take a screenshot of the time it took me to complete the mini-crossword, to the number of kilometers I have to travel, to the exit I had to take off the highway to get home. I could keep going with the examples, but I’ve already got a running list on the Notes app on my phone. It’s everywhere I go. And at first I found it odd, but then I started finding it comforting. Like somehow seeing this number everywhere meant that I was on the right track. 

Then, I had a dream last night (I said it earlier - even though it’s been a while, some things don’t change). A classically-me dream, where I was dating someone who doesn’t even know I exist. To add to the predictability of the dream (or of me), the dream-boyfriend was a professional athlete - a player from the local professional sports team, whose jersey number is (you guessed it!) 57. 

At this point, I have to admit that I have been paying a lot more attention to hockey this year than I have in previous years. I’ve been watching more games, keeping up with the playoffs. Last night one of the teams won the championship for the year, marking the end of this year’s season. And yes, I’ve heard of my dream-boyfriend a lot because he had a great season despite being so young, coming back from an injury, and prematurely being forced into a more stressful position due to another teammate’s injury. Also, it would be dumb for me not to admit that I find him attractive. I’ve also read about his backstory about how he got into the sport and how he began his professional career, and I’d be lying if I said that his background and work ethic wasn’t inspiring. All this to say, even before last night’s dream, I definitely had thoughts about dream-boyfriend. 

But the dream made it feel so real. I hate that my dreams do this. They plant feelings where there shouldn’t be any, and then I wake up in the morning with feeling-weeds that I’m supposed to get rid of with a weed-whacker as if it’s just a simple task. As someone lacking in the experience department and overflowing in self-destructive behaviours department, it’s not easy to brush any remaining feelings away.

The other complication I have to acknowledge in this was that this weekend, I went with my friend to her friend’s weekly games night. Apart from my friend who brought me (and another friend who I brought with us), I knew nobody in the room. We played a card game, then moved on to a game where we had to give funny answers and the group had to vote on the funniest answer. I NEVER win in these games - I don’t consider myself a particularly funny person, especially not in games like this. In conversations, I can make funny quips, but I am very comfortable in saying that I am rarely the funniest person in the room. Somehow, I ended up not only winning the game, but giving a few of the same answers as one of the other guys who was playing (I remember that he showed up with a friend of his and was introducing himself to the host - so I’m thinking he was in the same position I was in where he only knew his friend who brought him). We laughed about how my answer was being picked over his even though it was the same, and very quickly began trading laughs, looks, and comments back and forth (while my friend was sitting between us on the couch). 

After a couple rounds of this game, we took a break for people to replenish their drinks and use the restroom. I went to use the restroom as the whole party began setting up for a big trivia/memory game. When I got back from the bathroom, my friend who was sitting next to me mentioned that we were playing a trivia/memory game and said that our team would be relying on me, as a lawyer. I laughed and corrected her that I am not in fact a lawyer, but close enough. The guy, M, looked at me, confused, so I clarified that I’m a paralegal. As we were playing the game, he would be looking at me for answers or asking me for clarification or getting my opinion on his answer. At one point, I think he tried to strike up a conversation and ask more about me being a paralegal, but a round of the game had started, so that ended that conversation. I would give answers and he would give me fist bumps, and we would laugh and strategize together. 

It was very cute, and even my friend noticed. But at the end of the night, we left around the same time (me and my friends before him and his friend), and I just casually waved and called out my goodbye in his general direction. I didn’t get his number and I don’t even know his Instagram (despite my stalking efforts - I will keep trying though). As my friends and I walked out of the apartment and towards the elevator, I turned to my friends and acknowledged that M was cute. My friend who was sitting between us on the couch during the games said that when I came over to sit down, she had tried to get me to sit next to M, but I had chosen to sit on her other side. I honestly don’t think it would have mattered where I sat. 

Anyways, the point of all this is that either I haven’t interacted with guys in a while and so I’m mistaking friendship for something maybe more, or I was in a position where I was getting attention and I liked the feeling of it enough that I’m still thinking about it. Either way, the situation from the games night plus the dream have me feeling really weird and I know that I need to squash the feelings before they grow rampant. (Or I can hope that M finds my Instagram before I have to ask my friend to find out his lol)

[chuuyascumsock]

Lament of a Bleeding Heart Incorrect Quotes Part One || Spoiler Warning

MC: Chuuya, keep an eye on Dazai today. He's going to say something to the wrong person and get punched.

Chuuya: Sure, I'd love to see Dazai get punched.

MC: Try again.

Chuuya, sighing: I will stop Dazai from getting punched.

—

MC: While I'm gone, Dazai, you're in charge.

Dazai: Yes!!!

MC, whispering: Chuuya, you're secretly in charge.

Chuuya: Obviously.

—

*Atushi and Dazai sitting in jail together*

Dazai: So who should we call?

Atushi: I'd call Kunikida, but I feel safer in jail.

—

MC: What if I press the brake and gas at the same time?

Dazai: The car takes a screenshot.

Kunikida: For the last time, get the fuck out.

—

MC: I love you guys, you're the best thing that's happened to me.

Dazai: We're the best thing that's ever happened to you?

MC: Yes!

Chuuya: I'm starting to feel a little sorry for you.

—

Akutagawa: MC, my old arch enemy.

Atushi: ... I thought I was your arch enemy?

Akutagawa: I have a life outside of you, Jinko.

—

MC: Let me show you a picture from last night that really upset me.

Dazai: Okay, but in my defense, Chuuya bet me 50 cents I couldn't drink all that shampoo.

MC: That's not what I wanted to- you drank SHAMPOO?!

—

MC: You often use humor to deflect trauma.

Dazai: Thank you.

MC: I didn't say that was a good thing.

Dazai: What I'm hearing is, you think I'm funny.

—

MC: Sorry it took me so long to bail you out of jail.

Dazai: No it's my fault, I shouldn't've used my one phone call to prank call Chuuya.

—

MC: On the count of three, what's your favorite cake? One, two, three-

MC and Dazai, in unison: Chocolate cake peanut butter frosting with chocolate chunks!

Atsushi: Our turn, Kyouka! One, two, three- vanilla!

Kyouka, deadpan: I've never had cake, what is cake.

—

Atsushi: *Screams*

Akutagawa: *Screams louder to assert dominance*

MC: Should we do something?!

Dazai, observing: No, I want to see who wins this.

—

Dazai: There is no future. there is no past. do you see? Time is simultaneous, an intricately structured jewel that humans insist on viewing one edge at a time, when the whole design is visible in every facet.

MC:

Atsushi:

Kunikida:

Everyone Else At Dazai's Surprise Birthday Party:

MC: All I asked was if you wanted to cut your birthday cake first.

—

Dazai: So are you flirting right now?

Chuuya: I AM LITERALLY STABBING YOU!

Dazai: That doesn't answer my question.

—

MC: Remember when you didn't try to solve all your problems with attempted suicide?

Dazai: Stop romanticizing the past.

—

MC: Hey, it's your turn to wash dishes.

Akutagawa: I'LL WASH THE WALLS RED WITH YOUR BLOOD.

MC: 'Kay, but before that, wash the dishes, also use soap this time?

—

Oda: So, how's MC?

Dazai: Oh, she's well. She's been staying out of trouble lately— which is a lot coming from ME, haha—

MC: *Runs into Lupin* If anyone in the mafia asks, I'm dead. *Runs back out*

Dazai:

Oda:

Dazai: ... I take it back, will you excuse me for just a second? *Runs after MC*

—

Chuuya: What the hell are you writing?

Dazai: The government wants to know what kind of weapons we have in the mafia. I'm letting them know it's private information.

MC, looking over Dazai's shoulder: This just says "fuck around and find out" in calligraphy.

—

MC: That's ridiculous, Dazai and Chuuya don't have feelings for me—

Oda: Yes they do.

Ango: Yes they do

Chuuya and Dazai: Yes we do.

—

Chuuya: I may be "small", but I am not cute!

Dazai: It's adorable when you try to be tough!

Mc: *Nodding her head in agreement*

Chuuya: Stop it! I've killed people! I'm not adorable!

—

Yosano: So... You scored a 28 out of 28 on your mental health questionnaires.

MC, looking at Dazai: That means we're good at mental health, right?

Yosano: It means you're having a crisis.

MC and Dazai: Oh.

—

MC: Chuuya, you have to apologize to Dazai.

Chuuya: ... Fine.

Chuuya: "Unfuck you" or whatever.

—

Dazai: MC, you deserve an award for putting up with me.

MC: Don't say that, you are my award!

Dazai: Chuuya, you deserve an award for putting up with me.

Chuuya: Damn straight I do!

—

MC: Okay, so apparently the "bad vibes" I've been feeling is actually severe psychological distress from being in the mafia—

—

Dazai: MC is the most perfect woman who's never done anything wrong in her entire life!

Chuuya: Never done anything wrong?! She blew up a rivaling mafia's warehouse!

—

MC: Are you ready to commit?

Dazai: Like, a crime, suicide, or a relationship?

—

MC: Make no mistake. Not only am I party rocking, but I am also in the house tonight.

Atsushi: But are you shuffling?

MC: Everyday.

Kunikida: What language are you two speaking?!

—

Ango: No, absolutely not.

MC: ...

Ango: What have I said about batting your eyelashes at me?

MC: "That only works on Dazai and Chuuya"...

—

Dazai: I may have accidentally poisoned someone's drink while trying to make a concoction to kill myself.

Kunikida: YOU WHAT—

Dazai: I hope it's mine. *Chugs his drink*

—

Dazai: Guess what? I have flaws. What are they? I sing in the shower, I spend an unnecessary amount of time on my looks, and I occasionally commit first degree murder—

—

Chuuya: I know I haven't exactly proposed to MC yet, but in my head we already have a house, two kids, and a dog.

—

Chuuya: I'm so frustrated, I hate everything, and I hate everyone.

MC, voice cracking: Everyone?

Chuuya: *Sighs*

Chuuya: Everyone but you.

—

Dazai: What can I say, I'm charming and irresponsible.

MC: Don't you mean "irresistible"?

Chuuya: No, he doesn't.

—

MC: Smart is attractive, educate me on something I don't know!

Dazai: The mouth of the jellyfish is also the anus.

MC: Stop.

—

Chuuya: Valentine's Day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than to drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant other and pos—

MC: Chuuya, guess what? I wrote you a poem!

Chuuya, already crying: You did?

—

Chuuya: Yesterday, I overheard MC saying "Are you sure this is a good idea?" and that damn Mackerel replying with "Trust me," and I have never moved from one room to another so quickly in my life.

—

Atsushi: *Walking around disappointed after visiting an aquarium*

MC: Atsushi, what did you think a tiger shark was?

—

MC: We just ate. Why are you making pancakes?

Chuuya: For the dogs.

MC: Why are you making pancakes for the dogs?

Chuuya: They don't know how.

—

Dazai: That was so hot, MC.

MC: I literally called the person who just flirted with you a degenterate dog and told them I hope they get dragged through the streets.

Dazai: I'm so in love with you.

—

MC: I love murder mysteries!

Dazai, trying to impress her: I've been a suspect in over a hundred murder cases.

—

MC: You've got to learn to love yourself.

Atsushi: But don't you hate yourself.

MC: Yeah, but this is about you. Stay focused.

—

Chuuya: You're alive.

Dazai: No need to sound so disappointed.

—

Dazai: Guess what I'm about to get!

Kunikida and Chuuya: On my nerves.

—

Dazai, throwing his head into MC's lap: Tell me I'm pretty!

MC, lovingly stroking his hair: You're pretty fucking annoying, that's what you are.

—

MC: I made you all playlists!

MC: Akutagawa, yours has only heavy metal, and is dark like your soul.

MC: Dazai, yours has sad songs and blues to pair with your crippling depression.

MC: And Chuuya has the ABBA Gold album.

—

Dazai: Hold on! I'm having one of those things... a headache with pictures.

Chuuya: What the fuck?

MC: He's having an idea.

—

MC: What's it like being tall?

MC: Is it nice?

MC: Can you reach comfortably for the cupboards?

Dazai: We live in constant fear of the short ones who, in my experience, will climb 4 chairs, 2 boxes, a small coffee table and 6 oddly placed stools to get what they want.

Chuuya: It was one time!

—

MC: Do you feel any better?

Chuuya: I feel much better now that you here with me.

*Dazai walks in*

Chuuya: I feel half better.

—

Dazai: Someone take me to art museums and make out with me.

MC: But they said not to touch the masterpieces.

Dazai: Well somebody's got to pin the artwork to the wall.

Ango, on a walkie talkie: This is Ango, those idiots are fucking around in the East wing again.

—

*MC is telling a story*

Dazai: Wow, MC, this story has everything! Action! Adventure! Romance!

Atsushi: Romance?

Dazai: I have a crush on her.

—

MC: Come on, Atsushi. Nobody actually believes that Dazai is in love with me.

Atsushi, to the ADA: Raise your hand if you think that Dazai is helplessly in love with MC.

*Everyone raises their hand*

MC: Dazai, put your hand down.

—

MC: You are irrationally angry 365 days a year.

Chuuya: Well, that's just your personal opinion, I don't have anger issues. Do you guys think I have anger issues?

Dazai: Well, I wouldn't really call it an issue. An issue is something you can fix.

—

MC: Do you guys ever have a civilized conversation that doesn't require insulting each other every time you get a chance?

Dazai: No.

Chuuya: No.

MC: Didn't think so.

—

Chuuya: When I first met you, I did not like you.

Dazai: I'm aware of that.

Chuuya: But then you and I had some time together.

Dazai: Uh-huh?

Chuuya: It did not get better.

—

Dazai: I told MC her ears flush when she lies.

Chuuya: Why?

Dazai: Look.

Dazai: Hey MC! Do you love us?

MC, covering her ears: No.

Chuuya:

—

MC: You bought a taco?

Chuuya: Yes.

MC: From the same truck that hit Dazai?!

Chuuya, with a mouthful of taco: Well, me starving isn't gonna help him.

—

Dazai, in a high voice, holding barbie: Hey ken! I was thinking about going back to school and starting a career!

MC, in a deep voice, holding ken: Nonsense, barbie. you're staying home and having my kids.

Chuuya: What the fuck are you guys doing?

Dazai: Playing systemic oppression.

—

Dazai: Hey.

MC: Yes?

Dazai: Can a person breathe inside a washing machine while it's on?

MC:

MC: Where's Chuuya?

—

MC: In your opinion, what's the height of stupidity?

Chuuya: *Turning to Dazai* How tall are you?

—

MC: *Holds a sign that says "Prom?" outside

Chuuya's window*

Dazai: OH my God, Yes!

MC: *Yelling up* No, tell Chuuya!

Dazai: Hey Shorty! I'm going to prom with MC!

—

MC: Hi, sorry I'm late. I was doing a couple of things and got distracted.

Chuuya: I'm "a couple of things".

Dazai: I'm "got distracted".

—

MC: Two years ago, I married my best friend.

MC: Dazai is still mad about it, but me and Chuuya were drunk and thought it was funny.

—

MC: Dazai and Chuuya annoyed me today with their arguing so I told them that I can't wait to see what they have planned for our special day tomorrow.

Atsushi: There is nothing special about tomorrow.

MC: But there is something special about watching the color leave their faces as panic takes over.

—

MC: *looks at Akutagawa*

MC: Baby boy. Baby.

MC: *looks at Dazai*

MC: Evil.

—

Dazai: The moon looks beautiful, doesn't it?

Chuuya, looking at Dazai: Yeah... but do you know what's more beautiful?

Dazai and Chuuya in unison: *sighs* MC

—

Dazai: Uh, I think I got your lunch. *Holds up a note that reads: 'I am very proud of you. Love, MC'*

Chuuya: Oh yeah. I didn't think this was for me. *Holds up a note that reads: 'Be good. For the love of God, Please be good.'*

—

Kunikida: I haven't seen Dazai and MC for fifteen minutes now.

*Outside a nearby window, a car without a driver inside is seen rolling down a driveway, with Dazai and MC running after it in a panic. Kunikida doesn't look outside at all.*

Kunikida: That probably means they're getting into trouble.

—

Dazai: Hey, do you know the password to Chuuya's computer?

MC: Fuck you, Dazai.

Dazai: Hey!!

MC: No, you misunderstood, the password is "fuckyouDazai".

Dazai: Oh, no numbers? Not very safe.

—

Mori: Did you take out MC as I requested?

Chuuya: MC has been taken out, yes.

Mori: You have my grat-

Chuuya: It was a great restaurant.

Chuuya: We had a romantic candlelit dinner.

Chuuya: MC proposed afterwards- we're filing the wedding papers.

—

Chuuya: Do you ever get pre-annoyed? Like you already know someone is going to piss you off?

MC: What? No, I—

Dazai: *enters room*

Chuuya: *jaw clenches*

—

Dazai, to MC: You know, Chuuya can be really aggressive, so it's important to take all the necessary precautions when approaching.

Dazai: *blows airhorn at Chuuya* GET FUCKED!

—

MC, Dazai, and Chuuya: *Discussing a plan for a mission*

MC: Any questions?

Chuuya: Uh, yeah, WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?

MC: Uh, a plan, duh...

Dazai: Chuuya, chill, I know it's weird, but MC has a point.

Chuuya:

Chuuya: THAT WAS LITERALLY A PONY DOODLE WITH A HAT!!

—

MC: Dazai isn't talking to me.

Chuuya: Enjoy it while it lasts.

—

*MC sneezes*

Chuuya: Hey, dumbass, are you sick? Here, let me wrap you in a blanket and hand-feed you some warm soup while singing you a lullaby—

*Dazai sneezes*

Chuuya: Oh my god. Shut the hell up.

—

Chuuya: You're pathetic!

Dazai: You're pathetic-er!

MC: You're both losers.

—

MC: Don't worry, I've got a few knives up my sleeve.

Atsushi: I think you mean cards.

Dazai: She did not.

MC, pulling out knives: I did not.

—

Dazai, reading a recipe: Beat three eggs?

MC: It means like in hand-to-hand combat.

Dazai: Ohhhh-

Chuuya: Both of you get out of this kitchen.

—

Dazai: Would you take a bullet for me?

MC: ...yes?

*Chuuya angrily burst into the room*

Dazai: *running away* Great, thanks!

—

MC: Without ugly, there would be no beauty in this world.

Dazai: Thank you for your sacrifice, Hat rack.

—

MC: *About the mission* What's the signal when something goes wrong?

Dazai: We yell, 'oh shit.'

Chuuya: ...That'll work.

—

MC: The results are in, I'm afraid you have updog...

Mori: What's updog?

MC: Chuuya! Dazai! Get in here, I told you I could do it!

—

MC: *sneaking in through their window*

Chuuya: *turning in his chair and flicking the light on* You want to tell me where you've been all night?

MC: I was with Dazai?

Dazai: *turning in his chair* Wanna try again?

—

Mori: Why are there little handprints all over the walls?

MC, whispering: Why are there little handprints all over the walls?

Elise, whispering: Because I have little hands.

MC: Because she has little hands.

—

Chuuya: The first time I ever got upset in front of MC, they put their arms around me and it was so awkward that I had to ask them if they were hugging me or reaching for something on the shelf behind me.

MC: I was doing both, for your information.

Dazai: The first time MC hugged me, it was such a disaster we didn't make eye contact for, like, a week after.

—

MC: I think Dazai is in trouble.

Chuuya: Alright. Struggling to give a fuck, if I'm honest.

—

MC: When I said you should try being friendlier this isn't what I meant.

Chuuya, stirring a cup of tea aggressively: Oh, so now I'm TOO friendly? There's no pleasing you!

Dazai, who broke into their house an hour ago: Two sugars please.

Chuuya: Coming right up!

—

MC: Oh Chuuya, we have a visitor!

Chuuya: Don't tell me it's Dazai.

MC: It's Dazai.

—

MC: Can we go out to get icecream?

Oda: Did you ask Ango?

MC: He said no.

Oda: Then why did you ask me?

MC: He's not the boss of you.

Oda, internally: It's a trap, it's a trap, it's a trap.

—

Tachihara: Do you cook?

Chuuya: I made a cake once.

MC: Yeah, it was good.

Chuuya: Really?

MC: Don't make me lie twice, Chuuya.

—

Dazai: All in all, a 100% successful trip.

MC: But we lost Chuuya.

Dazai: All in all, a 100% successful trip!

—

MC: Akutagawa made Atsushi cry!

Dazai: Atsushi always cries!

Atsushi: That's not true! *cries*

—

MC: You need a hobby.

Chuuya: I have a hobby!

MC: Drinking wine and brawling Dazai isn't a hobby.

—

Dazai: Look, I know you think my judgement's clouded because I like MC a little bit.

Kunikida, holding Dazai's notepad: You doodled your wedding invitation.

Dazai: No, that's our joint tombstone.

Kunikida: My mistake.

—

MC: There are three ways to handle a difficult situation. The right way, the wrong way, and the Dazai way.

Chuuya: Isn't that the wrong way?

MC: Yes, but it's faster.

—

Akutagawa: Sometimes I like to place my hands on someone's cheeks, look into their eyes...

Akutagawa: ...And violently jerk their head until it snaps.

Atsushi: ...That took an unexpected turn.

MC: So did their neck.

—

Mori: *To MC, Dazai, and Chuuya after a failed mission* I hope you have an explanation for this.

Dazai: We have three actually-

MC: Pick your favorite.

—

Q: Adults are the most insanely stupid people I have the displeasure of interacting with.

Chuuya, referring to him and MC: Even us?

Q: Especially you guys.

MC:

Chuuya:

MC: Petition to kick Q out so he stops insulting us.

Chuuya: Seconded.

—

Chuuya: WHO ATE MY BREAD?!

Chuuya: I'M GOING TO FUCKING K-

MC: I did?

Chuuya: Kiss you and buy some more, you haven't been eating anything today MC.

*walking away*

MC:

MC: He's gone Dazai.

Dazai, coming out the closet with bread stuffed in his mouth: Twankh uh!

—

MC: Hi, who's this? Dazai changed all of my contacts to mythical creatures.

Chuuya: What's mine?

MC: Dwarf.

Chuuya: WHAT THE FUCK, I'M NOT THAT SHORT?!

MC: Oh, hey Chuuya.

Chuuya: FUCK YOU!

-

Rival Mafia Member, smugly, after security arrives to escort Chuuya, Dazai, and MC out: So, do you wanna walk out of here or do you wanna be carried out?

Chuuya, in defeat: Let's go.

MC: Wait.

Chuuya: What?

MC: I'd kinda like to be carried out...

Dazai: Me too.

Chuuya:

—

Dazai, grinning: Before you were what?

Chuuya: Before I was-

Dazai: What?

Chuuya: Before I was inter-

Dazai: Before you were interrupted?

Chuuya: Cut me off one more time and I swear I'll-

Dazai: What?

Chuuya: *makes frustrated sound*

MC, nervously: Stop that. Before he hurts you.

—

Chuuya: So, MC is no longer allowed to take the trash out at night.

Dazai: Why?

Chuuya: Because I've caught her trying to train raccoons to fight five times in a row.

MC, arms crossed and pouting: You'll be thanking me when the third raccoon battalion saves your asses in a mission.

—

MC: The ritual. To preform it requires a sacrifice.

Dazai: Sacrifice? I nominate Chuuya.

Chuuya: Wait, what?

Dazai: Because you're little, you'll fit on a barbecue.

Chuuya: I'm 5'3", it's like average height in most of the world!

Dazai: Yeah right—

MC: Its not that kind of of sacrifice guys!

—

Dazai, planning a group disguise for a mission: You can't be Blake Bortles, I'm Blake Bortles.

MC: Fine! Then I'll be Jake-

Chuuya, under his breath: Don't say Jortles.

MC: Jortles! And I work at the molotov cocktail department.

—

MC: What are you two arguing about this time?

Chuuya: He's always using common phrases incorrectly!

Dazai: Cry me a table, Slug.

—

Fukuzawa: Dazai, can I speak to you for a minute? In private.

Dazai: Ooh, someone's in trouble. It's me. I don't know why I did that.

—

Kunikida: You spent all your money on THIS??

MC, putting tiny raincoats on ducklings: They live outside. They need this.

[yiiran]

// Possble Spider-Man No Way Home spoilers ahead

More of the boys hehe

Peter G: Buying a sketchbook soon, I'm gonna try to be an artist.

Peter M: I thought you said 'arsonist' for a second there.

Peter H: He would do that too.

Peter M: Peter 3, keep an eye on Peter 1 today. He's going to say something to the wrong person and get punched.

Peter G: Sure, I’d love to see Peter 1 get punched.

Peter M: Try again.

Peter G, sighing: I will stop Peter 1 from getting punched.

Peter H: What if I press the brake and gas at the same time?

Peter G: The car takes a screenshot.

Peter M: For the last time, get the fuck out.

Peter H: Why are you on the floor?

Peter G: I'm depressed.

Peter G: Also I was stabbed, can you get Peter 2, please?

Dr. Strange: While I’m gone, Peter 3, you’re in charge.

Peter G: Yes!!!

Dr. Strange, whispering: Peter 2, you’re secretly in charge.

Peter M: Obviously.

Peter G: Dr. Connors... my old arch enemy.

Max Dillon: ... I thought I was your arch enemy?

Peter G: I have a life outside of you, Max.

Peter H: Would you stab your best friend in the leg for 10 million gold?

Peter M: You stab me, and then when my leg gets better, we buy a big-ass house.

Peter G: You can stab me too, then we'll have 20 million.

Peter M: Good thinking.

Peter H: Peter 3 and I were crossing the street, and this dude drove by and honked at us

Peter M: *Sighing* What did Peter 3 do?

Peter H: He chased him to the next red light, then reached into his window and...

Peter G: Who wants a steering wheel?

Peter H: Hey Peter 2

Peter M: Yes?

Peter H: Can a person breathe inside a washing machine while it’s on?

Peter M:

Peter M: Where’s Peter 3?

Peter H: Peter 2, can you pass the salt?

Peter M: *Throws Peter G across the table*

Peter H: What's a word thats a mix between 'sad' and 'mad'?

Peter M: Disgruntled, miserable, desolated-

Peter G: Smad.

Peter H: We need a distraction.

Peter M: Is anyone here good at jumping up and down and making weird noises?

Peter G, whispering: My time has come

Peter M: Let me show you a picture from last night that really upset me

Peter H: Okay, but in my defense, Peter 3 bet me 50 cents I couldn’t drink all that shampoo.

Peter M: That’s not what I wanted to- you drank SHAMPOO?!

Peter H: In my defense, I was left unsupervised.

Peter M: Wasn't Peter 3 with you?

Peter G: In my defense, I was also left unsupervised.

Peter G, asking someone out: Would you like to stay for dinner?

Peter H, running down the stairs: WOULD YOU LIKE TO STAY FOREVER??

Peter G: There is no future. there is no past. do you see? Time is simultaneous, an intricately structured jewel that humans insist on viewing one edge at a time, when the whole design is visible in every facet.

Peter M:

Peter H:

Everyone Else At Peter G’s Surprise Birthday Party:

Peter M: All I asked was if you wanted to cut your birthday cake first.

Peter H and Peter G are sitting on a bench

Peter M: Why do you guys look so sad?

Peter H: Sit down with us so we can tell you.

*Peter M sits down*

Peter G: The bench is freshly painted.

Peter H: I think we're missing something.

Peter M: Teamwork?

Peter G: Cohesion?

Peter M: A general sense of what we’re doing?

[autisticundertale]

Incorrect KFC quotes

Kris: Are you sure this is the right direction? Chara: Certainly, I'm as sure as I am honest! Frisk: In that case, we're definitely lost.

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Kris: Here’s a fun Christmas idea. We hang mistletoe, but instead of kissing, you have to FIGHT whoever else is under it. Frisk: Kris no. Chara: Mistlefoe. Frisk: Please stop encouraging them.

---------------------

Kris: What if I press the brake and gas at the same time? Chara: The car takes a screenshot. Frisk: For the last time, get the fuck out.

---------------------

Kris: Chara and I were crossing the street, and this dude drove by and honked at us Frisk: *Sighing* What did Chara do? Kris: They chased him to the next red light, then reached into his window and... Chara: Who wants a steering wheel?

---------------------

Kris: What's a word thats a mix between 'sad' and 'mad'? Frisk: Disgruntled, miserable, desolated- Chara: Smad.

---------------------

Kris: What do you think Chara will do for a distraction? Frisk: They’ll probably, like, make a noise or throw a rock. That’s what I would do. *Building explodes and several car alarms go off* Frisk: ... or they could do that.

---------------------

Kris: Do you ever want to talk about your emotions, Chara? Chara: … No. Frisk: I do! Kris: I know, Frisk. Frisk: I’m sad! Kris: I know, Frisk.

---------------------

Chara: In my defense, I was left unsupervised. Frisk: Wasn't Kris with you? Kris: In my defense, I was also left unsupervised.

---------------------

Kris, talking about Chara: Is this a friend of yours, Frisk ? Frisk : Kind of? Not really. They're in my life and there's nothing I can do about it.

---------------------

Kris: Are they stupid? Frisk : Yes, but they prefer to be called Chara.

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Chara: Onion rings are vegetable donuts. Frisk, used to Chara being dumb: Sure... Chara: Your stomach thinks all potatoes are mashed. Frisk: Okay? Chara: Lasagna is spaghetti flavored cake. Frisk: Chara: Lobsters are mermaid scorpio- Frisk: Jesus, that one is a little- Kris, interested: No, no, Chara, keep going.

---------------------

Chara: Don't worry, I've got a few knives up my sleeve. Frisk : I think you mean cards. Kris: They did not. Chara, pulling out knives: I did not.

---------------------

Frisk: Chara has no survival skills, their need to win has replaced them. Kris: That can't be true! Frisk: Watch this. Frisk: Hey Chara , race you to the bottom of the stairs! Chara : *Throws themself out a window*

---------------------

Kris : But what about Chara? Frisk: Don't worry about them. Frisk: I once watched them fall down 5 flights of stairs, stand up, and keep eating their hotdog like nothing happened.

---------------------

Chara: Hey, did you know as a kid I accidentally ate paper? Frisk : I feel like we've all done that at least once. Kris: I ate it too- Frisk : See? Kris:: -On purpose... Chara & Frisk : ...What?

---------------------

Frisk : Adulting is hard. Frisk : How do I quit? Kris: Time travel. Chara: Die.

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Frisk : Yo dumbass, get over here. Kris: Okay- Chara: *gleefully runs past* I’m coming! Kris, sadly: I thought... I was dumbass...

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Frisk: So, Chara is no longer allowed to take the trash out at night. Kris : Why? Frisk: Because I've caught them trying to train raccoons to fight five times in a row. Chara, arms crossed and pouting: You'll be thanking me when the third raccoon battalion saves your ass.

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Chara: Frisk ’s gonna kill me. Kris: No, they'll probably make me do it.

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Chara: Frisk gave me a get better soon card. Kris: That's sweet! Chara: I wasn't sick, they just think I can do better.

---------------------

Frisk : Kris got into a fight. Chara: That’s bad. Chara: Chara: Did they win?

[jrwi-updates]

Here are all of Grizzly’s chat messages from the JRWI stream earlier!

[Image ID: 

Cropped screenshots of twitch chat messages by grizzlyplays. They read:

grizzlyplays: there are three episodes left of the feywild arc. 

grizzlyplays: HEE HOOOO 

grizzlyplays: HEE HOOO 

grizzlyplays: including this one! 

grizzlyplays: ill add the felipe emote when i get back to desk 

grizzlyplays: thanks for the hype train 🥺

grizzlyplays: i will be listening with you guys tonight and taking notes for editor ikarus 

grizzlyplays: know i am here looking at you 

grizzlyplays: LOOOLL 

grizzlyplays: :D grizzlyplays subscribed with Prime. They've subscribed for 5 months! 

grizzlyplays: WAS THAT SERIOUSLY A FNAF NOISE LOL 

grizzlyplays: DO I TELL HIM TO KEEP IT IN 

grizzlyplays: LMFAOOO OKAY 

grizzlyplays: WHAT 

grizzlyplays: DEJA VU? 

grizzlyplays: writing it down.. 

grizzlyplays: Neivien Oloxidor 

grizzlyplays: keep watching 

grizzlyplays: hee hoo 

grizzlyplays: ;) 

grizzlyplays: "this easy puzzle" 

grizzlyplays: GAS 

grizzlyplays: i can't watch saw i hate those movies sm 

grizzlyplays: THAT NOISE GOES HARD 

grizzlyplays: WOOOAH 

grizzlyplays: @/xubioc yeah!! i'm very disconnected from the recording and the product so when i listen it sounds very new to me LOL. i often say things i dont expect myself to have said 

grizzlyplays: The rolled for EP 79 is already scheduled for Satruday :D 

grizzlyplays: 2chainzz 

grizzlyplays: fun fact: i think i decided to skip another security checkpoint encounter here 

grizzlyplays: for pacing 

grizzlyplays: @/gothicshan i could cosplay william wisp fr 

grizzlyplays: SPIT TAKE 

grizzlyplays: SPIT TAKE W 

grizzlyplays: SPIT TAKE W 

grizzlyplays: W

grizzlyplays: W 

grizzlyplays: W 

grizzlyplays: SPIT TAKE W 

grizzlyplays: SPIT TAKE 

grizzlyplays: jrwishSmug 

grizzlyplays: IF YOU WANT ALL OF MILO 

grizzlyplays: twitch.tv/spittakelive [repeated 11 times]

grizzlyplays: always here for the boys 

grizzlyplays: W 

grizzlyplays: TEARS?? 

grizzlyplays: CRY ABOUT IT 

grizzlyplays: LITTLE BABY 

grizzlyplays: jrwishPretzel 

grizzlyplays: pretzel is in the dark 

grizzlyplays: @/misterkryptonite_ i hate horror games and horror movies LMAOO 

grizzlyplays: i get panic attacks 

grizzlyplays: i could read horror books tho 

grizzlyplays: its ok if i make the scary stuff 

grizzlyplays: our call of cthulu sessions has made me have anixety at night sometimes LOL 

grizzlyplays: drawn BY https://twitter.com/shanuraru [repeated 10 times]

grizzlyplays: @/tellingphibs MY BRAIN!! IT LOOKED DIFFERENT AT FIRST BUT SHAN'S CREATIVE FREEDOM COLLABED WITH MY BRAIN CHILD AND WE MADE THIS 

grizzlyplays: @/angrygay_mushroom ive been trying to slow down and be more relaxed when talking bc in past eps i talk at 1 million miles an hour out of nervousness 

grizzlyplays: OH WAIT!! i got inspired for these designs by watching hunter x hunter 

grizzlyplays: almost forgot 

grizzlyplays: @/tellingphibs up to interpretation 

grizzlyplays: SOB :( 

grizzlyplays: i coulda made him roll acrobatics LOL 

grizzlyplays: why am i nice 

grizzlyplays: ikarus goated for those noises 

grizzlyplays: LMFAOOOO 

grizzlyplays: i was sitting here thinking "what the fuck do i do" 

grizzlyplays: i dont remember what happens im so nervous 

grizzlyplays: we recorded it so long ago 

grizzlyplays: THE GOAAT!! 

grizzlyplays: by himself, power move 

grizzlyplays: oh damn im looking at the camera 

grizzlyplays: terrifying 

grizzlyplays: HEY SO 

grizzlyplays: i might of described Celeste's type of hair/hair style wrong and I apologize if i did. also i named Celeste (the elder) before i named Celestine ( the archfey) and i'm still angy i gave npcs such similar names LOL 

grizzlyplays: heads up 

grizzlyplays: oh okay thats not that bad 

grizzlyplays: jrwishSmug 

grizzlyplays: @/luminoussalt likely because i described her face familiar "like someone you know," however that doesnt automatically mean mother you are right 

grizzlyplays: GILLION W 

grizzlyplays: HUNK OF A MAN??? 

grizzlyplays: he is so inspired by oogway yes 

grizzlyplays: i hope hes not dead and you guys get to meet him later 

grizzlyplays: @/Mintyforshort i havent decided LMAOOO 

grizzlyplays: im crying 

grizzlyplays: jrwishDaddy 

grizzlyplays: HAHAHAHAHAHA 

grizzlyplays: NO TWITTER [repeated 5 times]

grizzlyplays: v 

grizzlyplays: NO TWITTER 

grizzlyplays: jrwishDaddy [repeated 13 times]

grizzlyplays: NEXT WEEK THE FELIPE EMOTE SHOULD BE APPROVED

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[fallingsunflower]

Okay hello, I’m here to tell you my experience at Harry’s MSG 10/16 show (from a GA perspective). I tried to avoid going online and looking at too many asks so my opinion wasn’t influenced by anything.

I went with two friends and for the sake of this post I’ll call them B (who’s a big Harry fan) and C (who is still a big fan but isn’t too aware of anything going on with him).

We didn’t know the rules with lining up or camping out so after doing a little bit of research, we showed up at about 4 am and there were about 150 people in front of us. I think the first person in line got there around midnight or 1 am. There was a sharpie being passed around so we all numbered our hands so it would make it easier to keep track when getting our wristbands.

Around 7 am we got shifted across the street and that was a shit show. I have no clue who was directing that but it was poorly done and we all got out of order. We wound up awkwardly clumping together and a couple girls were trying to direct us to stay in order, which led to a group of other girls complaining that number order doesn’t matter (and that bothered me because they were about 50 people behind me so yeah it mattered lmao).

By some miracle we wound up getting in number order again, where we were supposed to be. MSG started handing out wristbands around 8 am when they technically said they’d wait until 9 am but I wasn’t complaining. My wristband number was also basically the same as the unofficial one on my hand, which was cool. There were a lot of people trying to cut the line and fake wristbands/their number.

My friends and I came back around 5 pm and although they advertised it as a lottery system, it wasn’t. They let us in in number order and we managed to get basically right behind barricade.

Jenny Lewis is absolutely adorable. I had never heard of her before but I loved her and thought she was great. She got emotional when we all put our flashlights on during one of her songs. It seemed like that's never happened to her before.

Harry came on about 25 minutes after her set ended, and to answer an ask I happened to see - yes, “Olivia” played twice during the pre-set playlist - once before Jenny came out and once after. But after she left it played immediately after “I’m Coming Out” so do with that info what you will. Also they played “Toxic” and “Stockholm Syndrome”.

Harry was pretty good. He’s pretty tall, especially in comparison to Jenny. She’s about 5 foot and he’s a solid head taller than her, at least. Also yes, he’s very pretty. I think I was most taken back by seeing his tattoos in person, idk why. And some of the pictures I took are clearer than my eyesight and I’m having trouble believing I took them lmfao

But although Harry is Harry is pretty in person, his band is BEAUTIFUL. Like deadass every single one of them was glowing. I’m obsessed with Elin and Sarah omg. Also Pauli. He was literally smiling the entire time. I was I was closer to them but they were on the other side of the stage. Mitch and Niji I couldn’t really see unless they were on the cat walk but 👀 I got some solid footage of them vibing (the pictures I’m sharing are screenshots from videos).

Overall I had a good time. I’m just like 99% sure the girl jammed up next to me had a fever because she was scolding hot (like physically warm lmao). It was like a furnace which made me warm. I’ll probably get covid tested in a couple days.

Harry’s energy was okay. Again, I’m not complaining. I had a good time but he seemed tired. There were a couple of songs where he looked like he was zoning out. He also messed up the lyrics to 2 or 3 songs. And the only time it was really obvious he got choked up, to me, was when he was making a speech (I think it was about how much he likes MSG but I’m not 100% sure). I’ll also watch some videos later and see if I notice anything else but yeah, that was the only time it was super obvious he was emotional last night. I thought he was going to break down.

He spent a long time thanking us for having his back and talked a lot about One Direction. He also assured us performing is his favorite thing to do. And he thanked Rob Stringer for allowing him to create the music he wants to create. Honestly? It didn’t really feel that forced to me. My friends agreed. Maybe rehearsed but I wouldn’t really say forced.

He didn't really interact with the crowd that much. My friend, C, saw him in concert in 2018 and said he was much more interactive but she thinks that's because he had less songs to play back then and was filling time. I'm not 100% sure if I agree with that but yeah, she said she was "disappointed" with his lack of interaction.

I will say that while although I agree, Harry's a great performer. He is way better live than in the studio. I'm not sure if it's the arrangements that are different or his vocals but I just prefer him as a live singer. "TPWK" was a ton of fun, and "SOTT" was beautiful (one of my favorite all time songs). "Kiwi" was also a good time, and yes MSG shook. There were several songs I thought the floor was going to collapse.

He didn't do the "what does it taste like" spiel before "WMS". He also sang "TBSL" which I was pleased about, and yes the "arrogant son of a bitch" part was screamed the loudest. A couple of the songs felt shortened tbh, but I think that was just me because things move quicker when you're having a good time.

Harry seemed to favor my side of the stage, which was by watermelon pit I believe. He stayed primarily in the general stage area and only came out on the cat walk a handful of times.

Before anyone asks, no I didn't see Olivia. I'm 99% sure she was on the opposite side of the stage. I also wasn't looking for her though but I heard some girls next to me talking about her while Harry was singing "Cherry" and they kept pointing towards where he was. And my friend, C, is a fan of Olivia's and isn't that deep into Harry's life but she thinks they're a stunt (she said it doesn't bother her though).

Overall it was a good time, however I will say this: Harry exudes this energy that took me back a little because it's different than I thought. I have no idea how to describe it but it was a bit off putting. He's very confident in how he moves but he does these movements that seem like he's also guarding himself. He seemed emotionally distant as well. I don't really know if maybe I was just in a different headspace or what the deal was but I'm a little taken back by how I felt watching him. It's not a bad thing because there's a million reasons why I could have felt that way but I thought I'd mention it. I'm seeing him on the 30th too so I'll give a rundown of that concert, too, for comparison.

Let me know if you have any questions in case I forgot anything!! <3

(he looked up in there for a decent while - this is a screenshot from a video I took)

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Obsidian lore thread!

Sharing this thread of lore, episode connections, and Easter eggs from Adventure Time: Distant Lands: Obsidian, originally written for my Twitter.

SPOILERS AHEAD, WATCH OBSIDIAN ON HBO MAX IF YOU HAVEN’T ALREADY

Keep reading for the full thread!

1) We've seen bombs scattered around the Land of Ooo before, but this is the first time we've seen the word "fission", confirming that they are nukes. Although we have seen the radiation roundel plenty of times so it's pretty obvious.

2) The "magic lightning" that created the Glass Kingdom could itself have been one of the nukes. Alternatively, it could have been the catalyst comet, although Finn has no connection to this place so that's probably not the case.

3) The subtitles for the first four minutes video suggested that Glassboy was saying "crap" here. However, the HBO Max subtitles confirm he is actually saying "crack".

4) All of Marceline's classic furniture is present, but Bubblegum's influence is very visible; a doily on the couch, a flask underneath, new barstools from the Candy Kingdom, and the pink lamp in the bedroom, just to name a few examples.

5) Lady Rainicorn slippers. That is all.

6) Chocoberry on the cover of a magazine. Looks like she's been dipped in white chocolate for this shoot.

7) This is the first time we've seen Choose Goose since he appeared as "Achoos Goose" in the Elements miniseries. Last time we saw his normal form was all the way back in season five's "Blade of Grass", nearly seven years ago. Is it weird that Choose Goose was the first thing in the episode to make me cry?

8) It appears that Princess Bubblegum has not rebuilt the Gumball Guardians since they were destroyed in the battle against GOLB.

9) There are lots of familiar candy people in and around the tavern, from a variety of seasons, including Kenneth, Dirt Beer Guy, Cherry Cream Soda, a Banana Guard 500, Lollipop Girl, and Smudge.

10) Simon is of course singing "Remember You". He is also using the omnichord that was used in that episode. Interestingly, this suggests he might remember some of his experiences as the Ice King.

11) This isn't the first time Dirt Beer Guy's tavern has hosted an open mic night. He also held one in "Son of Rap Bear", and even used the same banner, although it's looking a little tattered and worn out now.

12) Simon doesn't look any older than he did in the finale. This might mean that Betty's wish made him immortal, or it simply might not have been long enough for him to visibly age.

13) This is the oversized shirt given to Marceline by her father in the episode "Marcy & Hunson". It's looking a little faded these days.

14) Bubblegum's outfit is of a similar style to the one in "The Vault", but it's not the same. The fact she's not wearing her amulet might suggest this flashback takes place after "The Vault", but nothing is known for certain.

15) There are gravestones outside Marceline's house, but these actually aren’t new. They previously appeared in “Go With Me”. So don’t worry, these don’t belong to Jake or anything like that.

16) Simon's coping mechanism would be funny if it wasn't so sad. It's going to be a long time before he fully recovers. On a lighter note, the magnets on the fridge say "M PB" which is pretty cute.

17) This is our first time seeing the outside of Elise's van. We previously saw the interior in "Everything Stays". Also, we learned from the credits and subtitles that her name is Elise!

18) Previously, it wasn't known whether or not Elise survived the Mushroom War. Turns out she did... but not for long. It's also now unclear whether the flashback from "Everything Stays" happened before or after the war.

19) A nice little timeline detail: Marceline travelling with her mother for a while explains the awkward two year gap between the Mushroom War and the events of "Simon & Marcy".

20) Here's a comparison of the parts of Marceline's song that got corrupted into the current version. The Glass People got really obsessed with the idea of the song being about coconuts for some reason.

21) PB yelling "Scree!" to summon the Morrow is a callback all the way to the season two episode "Death in Bloom", which is when the Morrow made their debut.

22) Disease is added to the long list of things that helped wipe out humanity. I wonder if this disease is related to the one that Hugo and his crew gave to the grays in the BMO special. I also wonder if Marceline is immune thanks to her demon half.

23) The mutant puppy was able to say the word "wassup". Perhaps this is a halfway stage to the talking animals that now populate the Land of Ooo.

24) Turns out Marceline discovered her demon powers before she defeated the Fool. This is the first appearance of these kinds of soulless husks since "It Came From the Nightosphere" in season two.

25) This is the first new candy power we've seen Princess Bubblegum use since she learned how to create mints and soda in "Jelly Beans Have Power".

26) Marceline not caring about the glass people is very in line with her personality in the early seasons, such as when she was happy to let her father suck souls as long as she got her bass back.

27) No Easter egg here, just an extremely good image.

28) Here's the screenshot leaked by Adam Muto last month. Like the gas station in "Bonnibel Bubblegum", the graffiti here tells an interesting story. Seems like the Land of Ooo had a bit of a Mad Max phase while the humans were still around.

29) This is (as far as I know) only the second time an Adventure Time character has ever been shown bleeding. The first was the heart monster in "The Enchiridion", but that was a lot less realistic.

30) The fact that humans survived long enough to construct a whole Fallout-style bunker confirms that the near-extinction of humanity wasn't a quick process. It makes you wonder whether any other groups made it, besides the Islanders.

31) Apart from this being one of the darkest scenes in the entire show, I like the background detail of bank notes being used as toilet paper.

32) Marceline grew up blaming herself for her mother leaving, and says she is like her dad. It sounds like Elise has told Marceline a bit about Hunson Abadeer, and is scared and angry at him.

33) This actually isn't the first time Marceline's bass has been broken. She also snapped the handle during her fight with the Vampire King. However, it's never been completely shattered like this.

34) This might be a reference to the Hall of Egress. That's the only other time we've heard Bubblegum use that word.

35) Confirmation that Princess Bubblegum doesn't have bones. I guess that counts as lore?

36) The gag of the Banana Guards slipping over each other was also done in "The Thin Yellow Line" and probably some other episodes I'm forgetting.

37) Jake’s granddaughter Bronwyn is certainly an unexpected appearance. I wonder what affiliation she has with the main cast now?

38) And of course... FINN! I would estimate he's aged about five to ten years since the finale, but it's hard to tell with Adventure Time's style. He looks younger than he did in Puhoy's alternate future.

39) Lots of people have been theorising that the tattoo implies that something unfortunate has happened to Jake. Perhaps we'll get to know more about that in Together Again. Let's not dwell on it for now.

40) A canon origin story for the shirt, plus a Bubbline first meeting! This overrides the P.B. & Marcy comic, and re-contextualises a whole bunch of the old Bubbline episodes!

That’s all for now! Let me know if you can think of anything I missed!