#WTF ARE SPECIAL TRIANGLES

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just a heads-up

Hey guys, I'm most likely going to be less active than before bc of school... got a really bad grade in a class (a fucking 33... lowest I've ever gotten dude...)

So yeah, I'll probably be dead for a while. But I'll draw lots of art over the course of my break so yippee 😊👍

*sobs*

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could you possibly write an Egon Spengler / female reader love triangle fic! With a lot of jealousy on Econ’s part? I love your Egon fics!

I Wish That I Had Jessie's Girl

Pairing: Egon Spengler/Fem!Reader

Warnings: Minor violence and being not so nice to a lady (its not Egon dw)

its been a minute...wtf yall know about plumbing???

better formatting on Ao3!

You put the phone down dreamily, smiling to yourself as Janine clung to your shoulders, having listened intently to your call. It was Duke, a friend staying with your neighbor. You had taken to talking one morning, you let it slip about your place of employment, and soon enough the boys were ridding his boiler of a spirit. He would call you during work hours, simple things like asking if you made it in ok, if you had dinner waiting- things that didn’t warrant calling a ghost hotline, but he was so sweet that you couldn’t resist. He had the cutest accent you’d ever heard, and not to mention the pure charisma he exuded with sandy hair and tanned skin. You sighed, leaning on your hand as you remembered him saying he “just wanted to talk to the sweet girl on the other end.”

Before you could indulge in your debriefing with your friend, the garage opened, and outpoured four men in brown. It didn’t take a genius to guess what they missed, brains filling in the blanks as Janine shook you around and you both giggled like highschoolers. 

“That line is for work calls,” Peter scolded you lightly, picking up the phone and inspecting it. Janine rolled her eyes, going back to whatever was on her computer and you looked down at your paperwork, a little embarrassed.

“You don’t get it,” Janine typed fast. The men groaned, as Peter fell into Ray’s arms dramatically.

“Oh, I get it.” He did his best at mocking your voice. “Oh, Duke, run away with me into the sunset!” Ray played along, doing a worse impression of you as your face burned from the teasing. “Duke- let’s go horseback riding on the beach!” 

Winston joined in, sounding like a belle. “Run up the phone bill, Duke!” 

As you tried to speak up to put an end to the symphony of phony-you, Peter interrupted you. “Duke, I haven’t had a real date in months- of course I’ll marry- ow!” He rubbed his forehead, eyes flickering from the spot he was struck and the golf pencil clattering to the floor. Soon, the other two men were pelted as well, covering their faces as you tossed writing utensils like rice.

You placed the container down. “It’s not my fault if he’s a romantic,” you defended yourself, straightening your clothes. Ray and Winston raised unbelieving eyebrows at you, bending over to pick up the mess. 

Ray stood with a small handful, unbending at the waist. “Just don’t know why you’re so obsessed with him, that’s all.” He had the cadence of a worried older brother, which made you uncross your arms. 

Janine leaned in to you. “Knows guitar. Beautiful brown eyes. A little dumb.”

You nodded. “A cute smile.” 

“So tall!”

“Deep voice.”

“Southern voice!” 

Ray looked offended then, placing a hand on his heart. “I’m southern! What makes him so special?”

Janine pushed her glasses up with her ring finger, crystal chain swinging as she did. “Kansas doesn’t count.”

“Well, excuse me if I’m not as good as Mr. Baywatch,” he stood with his hands on his hips.

Winston looked at something over your shoulder. “What do you think, Egon?” That’s what you were forgetting- you mentally cursed yourself for foregoing the quiet man as he started up the stairs. He paused, looking over the banister. 

He was silent, mouth opening but words hesitant. “I wouldn’t be tripping over myself for a plumber.” The rest of the men erupted in laughter, Janine telling them off, swatting at them as she said that they were just old and bitter. Your head fell into your hands, mind spiraling with ways you’ll get them to let it go.

You sat behind your desk, sipping on the coffee Egon had brought you. Just the right kind from just the right shop- in exchange for your help in the lab. The liquid warmed your insides as he watched you, waiting for a verdict. 

You put the paper cup down. “It’s the right kind,” you admitted. He didn’t budge. “ Thank you , Egon.” He was satiated, as the door opened and you turned your attention away. It was Duke, the sudden appearance making you jump, quick to fix your hair and tug on the hem of your shirt. He was all smiles, sauntering up to you with a few things in hand. Egon looked unamused, making a small amount of space for the man.

“You have another ghost?” You beamed up and him, nervous in the air of the spontaneous visit.

He laughed, voice rich like honey. “Hey, sweet girl- I can’t see you?” You shook your head light heartedly, subconsciously leaning forward in your seat. He held up what was in his arms. “Brought you something.” a little coffee cup with a yellow sleeve, and a thin batch of flowers. “You didn’t already have, right?” He hesitated before he put the cup onto the wood. Your eyes widened a bit, as he hadn’t noticed the forgotten favor from Egon that you quickly placed in a short, open drawer space underneath the actual table top. You felt bad, doing it in front of your friend, but he’d just have to understand, right? 

“Not at all,” you assured him. “Thank you, so much. You didn’t have to.” You brought the drink to your lips, taken aback by the taste. This was the kind you hated. From the place you made a point not to visit. You smiled weakly, taking the flowers in your hands. Pre-cut flowers, destined to die in a week.

He grinned back at you, before something flashed behind his eyes. “Before I forget- the bathroom pipes in your walls? The ones running through your bedroom? They’re sounding a little shaky, you might wanna get them looked at.” He leaned a hand against your desk, the other in his back pocket.

You heard a small snort that didn’t come from either you or the man trying to court you. You nodded, once. “Thanks. If my apartment floods with toilet water I’ll know who to call.” Duke looked around at your workplace, either impressed or concerned as he craned his neck towards the ceiling.

He let out a low whistle. “This place has to be at least half a century old.”

“Octogenarian.” Egon spoke up, evading your gaze as he stared down the other male. 

“No kidding,” Duke stilled, before looking around again. You cleared your throat, placing a hand over his.

“Thank you, again. I don’t know anyone who’d go out of their way like this for me.” You locked eyes for a minute, just smiling at each other before Egon interrupted, again.

He started toward the lab. “The samples are ready.” You sighed out your nose, remembering how these were the ones you were particularly excited to look at under the microscope. 

You patted his hand apologetically, before getting up as Egon disappeared into the firehouse. “Duty calls. I’ll see you later?” Duke looked a little disappointed, but he agreed nonetheless.

“Later,” he gave your hand a squeeze as he strolled towards the exit. 

Egon had a few slides set up, as well as seedlings and sprouted plants off to the side when you arrived. You sat in your designated wheely, short-backed chair, silent and a hefty amount of awkward as he messed with something behind you.

“He got the wrong coffee.”

“I know.”

“And you hate store bought flowers. He tried to charm you by offering to fix your pipes.”

“I know. ” You swiveled around to face him, self-conscious as you remembered the fact that Egon was standing there for the entire ordeal.

You closed your eyes as you put your hands out. “Look. Everybody makes mistakes. So what if I’ve mentioned it to him a few times.” Egon ceased what he was doing and gave you a single look as you slumped back in defeat. “Just drop it.”

“I didn’t say anything,” he turned the microscope’s light on, “now, these are samples of Platanthera ciliaris grown with ectoplasm, rather than cut prematurely with store bought fertilizers-” You cut him off with a light punch to the arm. He slid the scope in front of you. As you put your eye to the lens, your mind blanked upon looking down at blurry shapes and colors. This part always got you. 

“How do you…” You gestured to the knobs on either side without raising your head. He was quiet before placing light fingers on your right hand, guiding the knob forward, your skin prickling at the touch. Nothing changed as he retracted his hands.

“It’s still not…” You were about to sit back, to let him try it himself, when there was something in your way as wheels screeched across hard floors. A warm body, a respectable distance behind   your own, and warm hands encompassing yours. He silently guided the knob again, back and forth until the slide was clear.

You hoped he couldn’t feel your heart through your clothes as you swallowed. “That’s- good. I can see.” Your breath was taken away at the sight underneath you, yellow and orange and green cells as far as the slide went. Little square boxes, reminiscent of sliced citrus fruit sitting in the long tendrils of the plant. With the ectoplasm, their cell walls grew thick, and seemed to breathe, coiling and writhing. Before Egon could back away, you voiced your awe.

“It’s beautiful,” you said honestly. He stayed where he was.

A beat or two of silence, but he spoke eventually. “I know. It did wonders for their growth. It makes me think, what could this mean for human development?”

You watched on as the cells seemed to twitch, reminiscent of an animal stretching itself. “Living, retentive material on a living, thinking human being? Is that ethical?”

He didn’t say anything as he raised the brightness for you. “I’m unsure.”

You could see even better now, the remaining bits of dirt clear on the root of the flower. “Venkman could help.”

“Perhaps he could.” 

It was comforting, the way he was close to you. Undoubtedly, he was in a bit of an awkward position- his lower body was rolled away from the small of your back. But it was almost funny the way he nearly let all of his weight rest on you, while barely touching you at all. The scientist didn’t go out of his way to touch people, and when he did it was stiff and rigid. But he was languid now, deep breaths in tandem with yours as you reveled in the quiet. He started going out of his way for you very far into your employment, and your coworkers swiftly teased you both for it in the privacy of a room the other wasn’t occupying. He let you have the good chair, he brought you the good coffee. He let you watch on and talk endlessly while he worked, something that the other men didn’t have the privilege of. He listened to you divulge him in a topic he never previously cared for, as you ate all of his food. So to be touched, as brazenly as this, was simultaneously surprising and expected. He was your friend. But he was Egon, so his pelvis would stay out of contact with your body as he leaned forward onto you.

But the presence was lost, as the scrape of wheels against the ground made you raise your head, a bit disappointed. He had a little slide in hand, with another flower. It was your favorite, marked “ectoplasmic”, incased in clear material. He had the ghost of a guilty smile as you took it from him, marveling at the new color created. 

You managed to glow so hard you nearly felt your cheeks ache. “You’re spoiling me.”

Janine was bored, taken to filing your nails to match her own in the middle of the slow day. The compact radio on your side of the desk went on, playing your station of preference as you let her work on you. She stops filing, blowing the dust off the edge.

She eyes you for a moment, before going back to your hands. You narrow your eyes as she keeps her head down. “What? What was that for?”

“Your aura is all outta whack.”

You frown. “Well then, I apologize for my ‘aura’.” Janine wasn’t pleased, cocking one eyebrow as she dragged the file back and forth. 

She sits up a little straighter, bringing your hand up to her eye. “This is bad. I’ve only seen something like this in my sister.”

You sneak a look down at your nails. “Your boy-crazy sister?”

“I’m telling you- this is bad.” Janine drops the file, holding your hand. “And I can tell what’s happening.” She takes a pause, as if her next words will hurt coming out. “You’re in love.”

“Alright, you got me,” you pull your hands back, surrendering sarcastically. The little woman grabs them again, insistent.

“So you’re not in love with Duke?”

“I mean-”

“So you’re stuck between two lovers?” 

Taking your hands back again, you roll away from her, eyes widening and voice reaching a ditzy pitch. “I am not in love with Egon!”

She has an expression reminiscent of a psychiatrist as the light catches in her glasses. “Honey. I never mentioned Egon.”

You freeze. Without thinking, you rise from your chair, only to be pulled back down. “You’re just confusing me,” you protest.

She cages you into the receptionist booth. “The only thing confused is your heart. You’re stuck between two guys and now you have to choose one.” You scoff, crossing your arms. She keeps on, voice lowering a bit as if she remembers the men upstairs.

“I see it, we all see it. Except the two eggheads,” she flicks you between the eyebrows with manicured nails. “Friends and coworkers don’t do what you do.”

The spot on your face stung. “I’m telling you, he’s just my friend,” you almost pleaded.

Janine’s eyes nearly rolled off her face. “Of course. He lets you bother him all day because you’re friends? He’d lay himself out on the ground for you to walk on if you asked. You just don’t think he would because you’re too scared to lose him if you make assumptions.” She presses a finger to your chest. “But you should’ve seen the two of you the other day.”

Your blood runs just short of icy. “You were there?”

“Egon does not touch people. And there you were, this 6ft scientist hanging off of your back like a koala.” She smirks to herself as she lets up, rolling back to her spot and starting to work on her own nails as you sit there, stunned. “You like the big-weird-doctor,” her voice teases you.

There’s nothing for you to do but roll back to your own spot, silent as she keeps going. “And you’re not gonna say anything to Duke?” His name snaps you back to reality as you turn your head to face her.

“I don’t…” You try to argue your case, barren as it may seem, but it served no purpose when nothing came to mind.

“So you’ll say something to Egon?” Her face brightens with hope.

“I…” Nothing, again, as you search the floor for some sort of answer.

“So you won’t say anything to anyone and you’ll die an old hag?” She whines, setting the file down against the wood, eyebrows furrowed as you throw your head back, squinting at the ceiling.

Your brain was scrambled, not knowing whether it was on the offensive or the defensive. You make a resolve without thinking, tone self-assured. Or, in denial. “I don’t think you know what you’re talking about. And I’ll…be with Duke because he actually likes me.” She starts to speak, but her words are cut off by a low, shaky rumbling reverberating throughout the firehouse. Both pairs of eyes instinctively flit downward, until a creaky note followed by a loud spraying noise and a curse resound from above you. 

The voice of the man in question cuts through the very loud chaos happening in your walls, calling down the hall. “The lab sink! It’s flooding!” The sounds of running water and creaky metal fill the space. Amidst the noise, you can hear Ray announce that “he’s got it!” as he makes it to the lab along with two other sets of feet, and you rush to the staircase.

“No, you don’t! You’re an engineer, not a pipefitter!” You leant on the railing, waiting for a response. You got one, as the madness quieted for a second, Janine coming out from under the desk. In an instant, it erupted again, even worse as you and Janine’s hands went flying towards your ears. There was a hellish cacophony of metal, gushing water, and creaking inside and outside the wallpaper, comparable to construction. You stumbled back to the desk, fingers pressed into your hair.

“Who do we get? What number do we call?” Janine hands you the phone, yelling over the endless pandemonium.

You have to yell back. “No one, after the work Ray did- no commercial plumber would come within 50 feet of our driveway if he wanted to keep his license.”

She shakes the phone at you, exasperated. “Well, what do we do? This place is falling apart!” You’re forced to take it then, holding back a sigh as you bite your cheek and punch in the only number you knew to contact.

Duke was underneath the sink unit, working hard as he lay on the towel you gave him to stay out of the inch of water that accumulated onto the floor. “It’s a good thing you called me when you did,” he marveled as he reached for a tool in the worn satchel you held like the daintiest picnic basket.

“I can’t tell you how glad I am that I did.” He sends you a smile from the ground, and you return it, until you hear the slosh of something dragging against water. Duke looks to the side, and you do the same as you look up, expression flat. Egon was in his chair, working at his workbench like there wasn’t centimeters of stagnant water at his ankles. You knew he was freaked out of his mind, he was just being difficult.

“Egon,” you inquired sweetly.

“Hm?” He was playing innocent.

Your voice retained the same sweet cadence. “Why are you here?”

Egon gazed at both of you incredulously, like he had no idea what he was doing wrong. “It’s my own laboratory, I think I reserve the right to be here.”

Your jaw clenched. “Of course. Hey, Duke, tell me again about your football team,” you hid the venom in your voice as your stare didn’t leave Egon’s sitting figure.

Duke shined when he recalled his years in high school sports. “Oh man, you have no idea. I was the best running back in Valentine. I was riding high, ‘till I tore my ACL. Could’ve gone pro.”

Egon spoke as you were about to praise the former athlete. “Interesting you mention football injuries. Many players can develop CTEs and never notice.” Duke blinked, nodding slowly.

“My head’s okay. I think.” 

“I’m sure. Poor impulse control, rage issues, and eventual dementia but- there’s no way we’ll know until you’re dead.” He shrugged, smile lopsided.

“And what a cute cadaver you’ll be, with cute Duke Juniors at your side after they do the autopsy,” you bent slightly, voice saccharine and expression strained as you got Duke’s attention again. It felt mean to think this, but he was a little easy to please.

“It might not be the CTE that gets him, after all. In fact, plumbers are easily at risk for infectious diseases. Hepatitis, staphylococcus. On account of the fecal matter and septic water.”

Before you could distract him, Duke looked offended, brows knitting together. 

“Nerds like you don’t get sick? With your samples and your tests?” He glanced at Egon sideways.

Egon simply shook his head. “No. Because I’ve never swam through human shit for a paycheck.”

Duke almost got up from his spot underneath the sink, sitting up on his forearm and pointing a tool towards the seated man. “I didn’t go to some big school for years just so I could be called doctor like you did. You don’t even patch anyone up,” he retorted harshly. Egon, the man who avoided confrontation, seemed smug and amused by the insult, ready to spit back himself.

You squatted to be level with him, internally thankful that your legs were strong enough to prevent you from falling backwards into standing water. “I’ve never told you how cool I think it is that your truck is so tall. I didn’t even know they made them that big.” God, you sounded like a cheerleader as you rested a hand on his chest, but it worked.

He was content with that as he wiped his hands off on a rag. “Y’know, sweet girl, I’ve been meaning to ask. Tomorrow’s Friday, wanna come out to the bar on 5th and Franklin? I’ll show you a good time.” He spoke low, eyes lower. Egon didn’t give you time to respond, as he was fully turned towards the both of you, face more than annoyed.

“She hates that club. And she told you that, because it has to do with why she doesn’t have her license, and she tells that story to everyone. Were you the exception, or did you just not care enough to remember? Because she won’t jump into bed with you on the spot?” For the second time that day, your blood turned to icy as you stood up fast, water splashing onto Duke’s shirt underneath you going unnoticed to everyone in the room but him as he grabbed the hem. 

You could barely control the anger in your voice as it rose in volume. “Egon,” was all you had to say, firm and frustrated as you stood with hands on your hips. He looked like a scolded child, wordlessly wading through the flood and following you outside.

You stood standing across from each other, Egon very interested in your shoes. “What the hell is wrong with you?” You questioned him, infuriated as you pinched each of his ears, pulling him down as he winced in pain. 

When you let go, he weakly soothed his red cartilage. “You don’t understand,” he muttered, immediately regretting his choice of words as your eyes lit aflame.

“What don’t I understand? That you didn’t mean to be a jerk to the guy trying to ask me out?” Egon took your reproach, until he couldn’t anymore.

“He doesn’t really like you,”’ he said reluctantly. 

“How would you know?” You crossed your arms and narrowed your eyes. Was this why he was being so petty?

Egon sighed, before looking frustrating and starting off on a tangent. “He got you the wrong coffee, the kind that gives you a stomachache. And he got you store bought flowers that died within a week. Anyone who’s ever known you will know to get you a potted plant so you can keep it alive yourself. Not to mention that you’d have more stimulating conversation with a mailbox than him.” Egon looked choleric and uncomfortable as he tried to reason with you, voice raising slightly.

You took a step towards him, lowering your voice as you weren’t all that far from the lab- only down the hall. “At least he’s trying! In all the time you’ve known me, how many people did you know to actually try?” It sounded pathetic out loud, but it was true, right? For as long as you could remember, you knew that you’d eventually have no more room to nitpick. He had a brief, hurt expression, eyebrows flying together and mouth open slightly. He looked away once, before nearly begging you.

“He’s only trying because he thinks you’re a challenge!” He put both hands on your shoulders in a moment of desperation. “I’ve lived among men all my life. Even the most mild mannered guy has only one thing in mind, taking you to a club like that. He lets you talk and talk because you won’t think twice when-”

You pushed yourself away, a cynical smile as your face burned inside. “Oh, I’m sure Janine would be surprised to hear that coming from you.” You stepped toward the door, ready to open it and accept his invitation. Egon took a step towards you, as if you were an animal.

“What? I’m trying to tell you, he is an insincere neanderthal of a man, and he’ll do nothing but treat you like dirt.” You were ready to snap then. This was all too much for you, abstract emotions having nothing to do but manifest as frustration. Janine’s words mixed with Egon’s, resounding as negative affirmations through every corner of your head. 

This was all so confusing, and now here he was, telling you that the love you were receiving for so long was superficial. Wasn’t he supposed to be your friend? That hurt most of all, memories of the handful of times you were alone at night, spilling your thoughts out. You were tired, and he did more listening than talking, but you can remember him reassuring you that “ someone will love you. He’ll stop being scared and he’ll tell you with a beautiful flower in hand.” Who cares how you felt about Duke? The love he promised is here, and now it’s up to Egon to tell you it’s not true? You could barely feel tears in the corner of your eyes, disdain making them dry.

Taking a slow, yet shallow breath, you grabbed the door again, turning your back to him. “And you’re being an ass. As far as I’m concerned, you’re not at liberty to tell me who I should and shouldn’t be with.” You couldn’t bring yourself to look back at him, but if you did you’d see the visual representation of someone’s heart breaking into splinters. “I’m gonna go out with him and have fun. And drink.” With that, you were back in the lab, a little shaken as you put on a faulty smile, cheerily saying yes to his invite.

The next day came, and Peter let you go early since they’d finished all their scheduled jobs and Janine was still around. As you thanked him for excusing you, Egon stood wordlessly at the workbench.

You got nice and dressed up, perhaps a little better than you would otherwise. But this was for you, and partly to prove a point. Duke let you know how nice you looked during the ride from your place to the bar, granted he spent the rest of the drive going on about the truck itself. You seldom paid attention, mind so focused on enjoying yourself that you forgot to be in the moment.

At the door, you had to use a different form of identification to get in on account of this same club’s (teenaged?) bartender swiping your license to use for herself. Duke made some wayward comment on you proving that you were of age in some clandestine way, and you just sighed out your nose, handing the unamused bouncer your ID. 

The inside was hot, and loud. You couldn’t walk too far without bumping into someone. You only frequented places like this with friends, so a date was new territory as he sat down at the bar without looking back. He ordered a large beer, for himself, and insisted that you order another drink after you had nursed yours. You declined, you needed to remember tonight, and he seemed almost annoyed at that. The air was a little tense- it was hard to have a good time when only one person’s throwing back. It was only getting better when you did the cheerleader thing again, letting him pick you up with one arm and impress you with another round of shots. You suggested he slow down, and again denied another drink, and he seemed irritated again. You felt a little despondent yourself as he wouldn’t talk, before something across the bustling room got his attention and he halfheartedly excused himself. 

It didn’t take long before you found him in the corner of a bar, trying to impress much younger, much drunker girls. Drunken asshole. You dragged him back by the wrist, talking sweetly to him as you promised him a dance earlier in the night. He got excited, beating you at getting to the floor. As your sultry air fell, you caught a glimpse of bright colors in one of the booths, pointing in your direction. God damn it.

“What are you doing here?” You leaned against their table exasperated as 3 out of 4 of them beamed at you. Winston, Peter, and Ray each had the same dress shirt, buttons undone and sleeves rolled up to different degrees; in purple, red, and green respectively. Egon opted for a dress shirt he had at home, a simple light blue under a sweater vest and tie. He looked nothing sort of tense in the crowded environment, even more so now that you were in front of them. You scrunch your nose in sight of their outfits. “Did your tour bus break down?”

Winston put down his glass. “How’s your date going?” You closed your eyes and raised your eyebrows.

Peter looks over your shoulder at Duke making his way through the crowd. “He looks juiced.”

“It’s fine. Why are you here?” Ray smiled, putting a hand on Egon’s shoulder. 

“Can you believe this was Egon’s idea? Here, no less?” The man looked into your eyes sheepishly as you glared down at him. 

“Oh, I can believe it. Well, I hope you and Rosenberg enjoy your night.” You gave Egon a mocking grin, before departing to find Duke. You did, and he was, again, with another girl. You got his attention, and he was excited to dance- just extremely handsy. So much so that you had to hold his wrists to keep his hands on your waist, rather than your front or rear. 

Eventually, he spoke low and into your ear, but it wasn’t the titillating, sensual way that one would towards someone they were trying to romance. It made the hair on your neck stand for the wrong reasons as it registered as sleazy, predatory. Drunken words:sober thoughts, Janine’s voice sounded in your mind. 

“C’mon, let’s go to my place,” Duke finally ended his slurry of obscene suggestions as his hands tried at grabbing your wrist, motioning to lead you out to the apartment he didn’t even own. You resisted, heartbeat racing as you tried to politely let him know you were fine here. His half lidded eyes became aggravated as he tried again to drag you out, this time with a tighter grip and a stronger force. You couldn’t stop his strength as he started to pull you away from the safety of a crowd and towards the dimly lit exit, fingers digging at his in a desperate attempt to free yourself from the grips of this man with a getaway car and a plan. 

You were able to escape his tight hold, and he spun around, irate. “I went through all this trouble to listen to you bitch and moan about stupid shit, and you won’t even sleep with me?” As you stood there, dismayed, he managed to spit out a disgusting, derogatory insult at you, looking down at you in the flashing lights of the club. Drunken bastard. 

You were appalled, and before the record could change, you brought your hand up and to the side of his face, hard. He was stunned by the slap, cheek red as he looked back at you in disbelief. Your fear turned into great offense and disgust at the sight of the man in front of you. In an attempt to regain his pride he took a step forward, enraged and embarrassed. As he got almost chest to chest with you, he reached for your neck. 

Before he could choke you out, there was a hand on his shoulder. Almost as quickly as he looked over his shoulder, there was a fist connected to his other cheek, and you could swear a tooth or two came flying out. 

It all happened so quickly that you could’ve blinked and gotten to where you were, talking to a police officer outside as Duke and Egon were seated on the curb, handcuffed. The officer nodded as you gave your statement, and let Egon, who was sitting calmly, off with a warning as he wasn’t intoxicated and acted in your defense, while Duke hurled expletives and beer from his spot against the road. The car sped off with him in the backseat, and you tiredly sat down next to the tall man, stretching his wrists out from the handcuffs.

“Hey.”

Egon’s face was illuminated by the fluorescent lights of a 24 hour grocery behind him in the entertainment filled street. His brown eyes were soft and slightly rounded, albeit worn. “Hi.” He looked at you expectantly with a trace of worry as you scanned him. He looked beautiful at night. “Are you okay?” He bashfully held both of your hands in his.

You nodded. He didn’t seem to believe you, examining any part of your body that was exposed. You pinch his ears again, pulling him down. “Thanks for spying on me,” you let him go, “But. Thank you for being there, really. I’m sorry I didn’t listen when you were warning me.” He looked guilty as he rubbed the tops of his ears.

“I should be apologizing. It’s not my place to police what you do. I’m sorry I acted childish.” You let out a small huff, leaning your head on his shoulder. He was a warm refuge in the cooling air of the night.

“But, you wouldn’t have had to if I just rejected him.” 

He hummed. “True,” he agreed without thinking. He realized what he said as you let out a short laugh. “Objectively, it is true. But you shouldn’t blame yourself for him being disgusting. This could’ve been avoided if I had just gained the courage to tell you.” You sighed, before freezing.

“Tell me?”

It was his turn to freeze, eyes on the ground as he sat still. You shook his shoulder a bit, trying to convince him to let you in.

“Tell me what? C’mon, no more secrecy from now on.” He pursed his lips, sitting like a deer in headlights. He swallowed, battling something in his head before he rose silently, stopping in front of the tiny grocery store. You watched on as he robotically made it past cut and wrapped bouquets, artificial and destined to wilt soon. He stopped in front of a little potted thing, tiny compared to the others on sale but precious and hardy in its own right as its blossoms were finished blooming.

Egon took a breath in, and you stood to be with him. “I promised you. That the love of your life will be there with a flower in hand.” He looked between you in the pot. “If you’ll have me?”

The sounds and colors of the club melted away, painting you both in light like oil portraits. How blind you were. He looked grecian, his nervous face bathed in blue.

 “Of course. Even if you had to act like a caveman for me to realize."

[flyingcatstiel]

I’m currently reading superbat fics (sorry, destiel, stony and dinluke, I’ll get back to you some day) and I’m having great time with commenting and authors replying to me. It’s a whole new fandom experience when I can read fics just for personal enjoyment, without planning fic rec lists. So much easier to comment, wtf. Anyways, I’m following 4 superbat identity p*rn fics right now, and it’s glorious. What a feast. My favorite trope, so many interesting ways to explore it. Happy holidays to all superbat writers but especially those 4 WIP writers🎄

ETA - here be some recs

ETA, March 2024 - HERE BE SOME UPDATES!

@pinkb00bsocks asked about those 4 WIPs. Here they are! The usual disclaimer - there are plenty of excellent superbat WIPs going on right now, but I've limited spoons and these are the ones I currently enjoy.

The World and All Its Hedgehogs by Ginevra_Benci [M. 8,007 word count, WIP, 4/?] To investigate illegal arms sale taking place at a tropical resort hotel, Batman goes under cover as a vacuous billionaire Brucie Wayne and Superman takes a part time job as a porter. They didn't coordinate this, they don't know each others civilian identities. Every time they talk there are at least 3 different conversations going on and it is glorious. Also, so much lust. ;)

(Also, check out Interviewing & Counceling series by the same author. Clark is having a superhero identity crisis and Bruce is there to catch Clark gently as he spirals down. It has one of the softest identity reveals in superbat fics. ETA - the series is now complete, it has 5 parts and 18k word count. Awesome ending to the softest identity reveal story)

Watching Our Stars Align by ClarkeStetler [M, 28,840 word count, WIP, 7/14] There's a dating/chatting app only for superheroes and all identities are secret. What could go wrong? Bruce and Clark get matched under their new pseuds, and same happens to Tim Drake and Conner Kent. Now fathers and sons gotta navigate complicated relationships that come with secret identities and judging your coworkers hastily while talking heart to heart to anonymous superhero. The identity porn part happens through DM, which just happens to be another favorite trope of mine. [The story is going strong, it has 10/14 chapters now and a wonderful tangle of 3 secret identities!]

(Love) Triangles Have Multiple Centers by frozenpotions [T, 27,281 word count, WIP, 4/10] This fic wastes no time getting playboy billionaire Brucie Wayne and pining-after-his-coworker journalist Clark Kent together. After that, first time uneasy partners Batman and Superman gotta solve a case and their civilian selves gotta deal with the realities of their one night stand. Complicated doesn't even cover it! [The fic is being updated and Clark and Bruce are being put through new trials, 6/10 chapters]

A Favor for a Friend by RedFive [Explicit, 18,286 word count, WIP, 4/7] Omega verse fic with alpha playboy billionaire Bruce Wayne and omega journalist Clark Kent. I'm fascinated by dominant, flirtatious, sexually ravenous alpha Brucie Wayne who moonlights as a stoic, covered in scent blockers thus unclear second gender, Batman. Meanwhile omega Clark, due to being Kryptonian, is much less ruled by his second gender. That is, until he meets Mr. Wayne. This fic has so much lust and tension between the two. Does accidental heat triggering counts as a soulmate mark? I'm gonna count it like that. [The fic has entered the finish line, only a chapter or two are left to finish this wild, explosive, life changing story of two people who were meant for each other. 8/? chapters, 44k word count] The fic is now complete!!! 9 chapters, 56,153 word count. (Also, there's this new TV show about two gay dudes, and istg, they look like Bruce and Clark from this fic. I'm not naming it here because I don't want to highjack the show tag with superbat post, but go and check the tag on tumblr)

*****

And a special shout out to two identity shenanigan WIPs that are not actively updating but are absolute must reads.

ship-to-ship combat by pomeloquat [M, 62,737 word count, WIP, 12/13] OK, so, for me personally, this is the ultimate identity p*rn fic across all fandoms I've read so far. This fic has one of the highest amount of secret identity pairs in superbat fics. There's the usual pining silently Batman/Superman, then there's Clark dating Bruce, Superman saving Bruce Wayne from peril, Clark Kent chatting with Batman. And the cherry on top is Clark writing Bruceman fanfic which is basically a RPF of his two friends, Batman and Bruce Wayne. Which leads to an internet friendship with a fellow fan, who is, you guessed, Bruce. This fic has great reflections on fandom and shipping culture. But the very beating heart of this fic is about how easy it is to lose something you wished to have but were afraid to ask for. The fic, at 12/13, is technically a WIP, but the main reveal is already done, and it is glorious. ETA - THIS IS NOT A DRILL, the fic is finished and the last chapter is a super meta cherry on a top of delicious, layered superhero identity and fandom shenanigans parfait. 13 chapters, 76,7k word count.

10 Things Every Brucie Fan Needs in Their Life by pomeloquat [T, 8,956 word count, WIP, 5/10] The main premise of this fic is hilarious and yet so, so right. Bruce Wayne is promoting himself as a nation's boyfriend instead of a playboy, and is making bank out of his wholesome, PG rated merchandise. The chapters of this fic tell continuous story but they also can be read as separate vignettes, so there's really no cliffhanger. This fic is so soft and fluffy, it will heal your soul. Also, Superman has celebrity crush on Bruce Wayne. Batman is amused.

[romanticatheartt]

Thoughts on Hannah Dodd calling John and Francesca platonic soulmates? Despite Jess Bromwell’s quote about her future queerness not negating her love for John it seems as though they’re gonna make her a lesbian instead of bisexual.

I think they're both right in this case. As long as I know, platonic love can be shared with anyone. But that passionate love is something that can be experienced with few and maybe in some cases only with one person.

I don't trust Jess to know wtf she's doing lol. From what I've seen in s3 it abundantly clear that she does whatever she wants and not caring for what the characters need and how it would impact the future storyline. She has the characters and move them as she pleases instead of letting the character move the plot.

So I don't trust her whatsoever but the ones I trust are the actors themselves. They have to understand the characters to play them. As you can see Jonny and Simone are the very clear example. They know these characters very well so they play them to perfection.

Now I think Hanna saying Fran's love for John is platonic, is in character and it might be right. I thought she might be more of a lesbian than bisexual myself as well.

Because the whole damn season Francesca was begging her mother to understand not all loves have to be the earth-shattering love she experience, for her to be wrong. All the while she claims to be in love with John to also instantly fall in love with Michaela. For her to look disappointed after kissing John.

So yes I think the difference in her reaction to Michaela and John can be interpret as her being more gravitated toward woman.

If Hanna says Fran's love for John is platonic and she still loves him then I think she is right. What I'm afraid of is the writers don't respect John and Francesca's love for him, and make her emotionally and physically cheat on him, that's my biggest issue with them. Which is so on brand for them tbh. Just look at the unnecessary Love triangle they throw in each season. So I think cheating trope wouldn't be so out of the picture for them to drop on their season. Going back behind John and make her disloyal to him (specially when John is the absolute sweetheart) which it would leave a bad taste in audience's mouth and it won't be good for them and definitely not a good representation of wlw.

I don't even know anymore lol. I'm absolutely disheartened and I don't think they're going to do anything in the favor of queers and their representation. I hope I'm wrong, I really do but I wouldn't get my hopes up.

[birkink]

i just watched welcome to raccoon city for the first time and…… im not even sure what that was supposed to be????? like genuinely, was it a parody? im so confused.

the characters were all legitimately useless? i was not getting future professional bioterror soldier vibes from any of them they were all pretty incompetent lmao

especially leon wtf i know he has a reputation for being the dumb one but omg the whole bullying aspect fell really flat i mean i get it they’re all assholes but what a strange choice for the protagonists???

the decision to have the first 2 games play out concurrently was actually very interesting and surprisingly well pulled off i’ll give them that. i love seeing raccoon city go up in flames.

but a casual viewer would watch and wonder wtf was happening, it was so disjointed??? the whole g virus thing lasted fifteen minutes????

the love triangle (i am cringing writing that)???? who thought that was a good idea, who wanted that??? what place does a love triangle have during a zombie apocalypse i mean seriously (see point 1). also not even a successful love triangle because:

i didn’t get the impression these people even liked each other 🤨 especially chris and claire, i know it was for tension but i kinda think zombies bring enough tension without unnecessary interpersonal conflicts.

if we’re not sold on the main four’s relationships with each other within the first half hour it’s probably never going to happen

wesker. wesker. who even was that guy in the movie??? he was not generic standoffish cold superior officer turned villain at all 😐

chris and sherry know each other? that was random

rip ada wong you might have saved this movie

the mansion was perfect tho i got real chills

what was the plan for the longevity? like, did they foresee this movie doing well, or was it never meant to be that serious? because someone financed this movie……

AND someone paid close attention to the details, because there were so many little easter eggs that casual viewers would never catch, which makes me think they wanted this to be a faithful adaptation

but again, the characters, who were those guys? jill valentine, never heard of her 🙃

i liked the special effects and the gore et al, as a horror movie it was fine, there were some great tense moments, but the true horror of resident evil is not supposed to be the zombies or the monsters at all??? that’s like the whole point??? it was touched on with the whole “dying town” thing, but that was so clumsy omg.

one day we will get a half decent live action adaptation, but it will probably not come in the form of a movie financed by a multinational corporation with vested interests in cheap gory horror, please sony stop trying for the love of god

[novelsoverload]

City of Glass Review (SPOILERS!)

Author - Cassandra Clare

Genre - Fantasy, Young Adult Literature, Fantasy Fiction, Urban Fantasy, Horror Fiction, Adventure Fiction, and Paranormal Fiction

Dates - August 1, 2024 to August 3, 2024

Page Count - 545

Method - Special Edition Hard Cover Book

Tropes - Unqualified Protagonist Succeeding Above Overly Qualified Supporting Characters, Love Triangle, Unambiguously Bad Boy Guy

Part of a Series - Yes - Book 3 of 6

Ratings Storytelling – 10/10 World Building – 10/10 Characters – 10/10 Romance – 4/10 Character Development – 10/10 Overall Rating – 10/10

Review This is so far one of my favorites of the series. I loved the action, romance, setting, and just everything. I have seen Shadowhunter’s tv show so I know more than I want to about the book (mainly because I want to live this as I read it), but I am still really happy with the books. They are better than both the movie and tv show. Honestly, I hope the rest of the books can live up to this one. Now into the review! Honestly, all of them traveling to Alicante wasn’t much of a surprise to me. I mean I figured the main characters would be there. But Jace lying to Clare and to the Lightwood’s about everything (Clary the time, Lightwood’s that Clary didn’t want to go) was BULL! Though I do think that Jace pulling Simon through the portal to save him was pretty nice of him. But Clary making a portal!!!! WTF! Like she could have died and PULLING Luke THROUGH!!! But I guess that leads us to meeting Luke’s sister, Amatis. She really was a favorite minor character, so far.

One thing I HATED was Jace’s reaction to Clary being there. What he said to her! NOT COOL! He completely broke her with that little, stupid speech of his. Like 100% made me hate him for a little while. It was uncalled for and just RUTHLESS! Then not telling her Simon was there and then keeping it from her about him being locked in a CELL in the Gard. Like seriously. That’s her best friend and he just DOESN’T tell her. Big no no Jace. Bad Jace. I honestly didn’t like that part of the book. Then he just brushes it under the rug like it didn’t really happen and he wasn’t a complete ASSHAT! Samuel/Hodge was a surprise little toss in for us. I think that it gave his character the much-needed closure with everything that went one. I know there could have been more and probably better ways, but the way it was done was good. I approve. I really thought it was some random dude for a while. But him knowing where the mirror was and him actually telling them about it was a bit of a redemption for him in my eyes.

I don’t even want to talk about Sebatian/Johnathan…I hated him from the moment he appeared. Like everything about him was just OFF. I also knew he was Johnathan (from the tv show), but it was really well written and hidden with little hints of who he was. HIM KILLED MAX WAS UNCALLED FOR AND I HOPE THAT WHATEVER IS COMING FOR HIM IS THE WOREST THING POSSIBLE!!!!!!! I also think that Seb releasing the demons early was just dumb, like he is so bloodthirsty he couldn’t wait like he was told. Guess that Demon Blood means he is impatient. Then him wanting to kill Jace, yeah, we get it jealous boy. Then him telling Jace the truth and stabbing him. Like just tell us you are jealous that daddy didn’t love you like he did Jace and that you are just a sad little boy. I know he’s not dead…but I wish he was. Because I HATE HIM!!!

The whole Ithuriel stuff was HEARTBREAKING! That poor angel was tortured and so broken. I loved that he was able to communicate with Jace and Clary about what he had been through in an interesting way. Though I HATED that he just offed himself. Like I get he was broken and all, but like he could have gone home. He could have had his vengeance. Like WHY!!!

I am a Malec fan! 100%! I loved that Alec was so willing to introduce Magnus to his family. I can’t wait to watch their relationship grow! Alec kissing Magnus in the Hall was PERFECTION! I LOVED IT! Along with that I LOVE Luke and Jocelyn together. I think there is great potential for a great love story there!

Jace, saying he loved Clary and then watching her sleep was kind of cute. I mean I love he was able to say it before going off on his little mission to save the world…asshat, but the note he left her was SO DAMN CUTE (Don’t know if everyone has read the full thing, but in the special edition I have it was at the end…I flipped to read it). But Jace going off on his own because he thought he was “cursed” was just stupid! Clary going off on her mom. I think it was needed…in a way. Clary had been thrown into this life and having to figure out everything on her own…I would go off to. I am glad that they were able to reconcile. I loved that we were also given the events of before. I liked seeing Jocelyn’s point of view from it all. She had her reasons, and I get that. I also liked that Valentine talked to her while she was in her coma. It did give him more character traits, other than being the asshole he was. Valentine…just that’s all. I hate him…glad he is dead…he deserved worse. He killed the Inquisitor even though he was a hologram…how!?!? Then finding out the Consul was on his side…glad he died too!

Characters Clary - Main Character (Shadowhunter) - 9/10 - Again, Clary just jumps into things without fully thinking. But she does do the things she does with a reason in her head and heart. She just wanted to save her mom and the other people she loved. I think that as time goes on, she will learn more about her ability to create runes and hopefully use them! I did love that she got the Clave to work with the downworlders!

Jace - Bad Boy (Shadowhunter) - 8/10 - I loved that he didn’t just leave Simon there to die at the Institute. Then Jace going off on Clary like that in the library was so HARSH! Him treating her like that was not cool. I mean I get why he did, to try and protect her…but there could have been a better way. He does get better. As stated above in my Jace section.

Isabelle (Izzy) - Sexy Goddess (Shadowhunter) - 8/10 - I hated Izzy at the start. Because she was cruel to Clary and just bleh, but she came back. She kicked some ass and saved Aline. I hated that she blames herself for Max’s death…really hate that. But she pulled through, the best she could and saved Jace. She took Seb’s fucking hand like a BOSS!!!!

Alec - Gay Bestie! (Shadowhunter) - 9/10 - He really has grown! I love that he is more open and willing to be with Magnus. I think that there should be more of his development as a character. I can’t wait.

Simon – Vampire Bestie - 9/10 - Though Simon was locked up most of the book, he really pulled his weight towards the end. Accepting the Mark of Cain and going to Raphael took GUTS! Then agreeing to be in the battle and going full vamp! PERFECTION! I also love that he is letting go of the idea of Clary and him. I mean it’s sad, but it also means he gets a chance to be happy.

[rabid-reads]

i understand the desire to make the most messy shit happen with the least well adjusted characters possible. and that's what this is.

also, this commentary is intended for adults.

does this book make sense? no

is it fun? yes? sometimes

it's my first Colleen Hoover book and i get it; people who like genuinely thoughtful, well done books hate her, and people who are in it for the entertainment, enjoy her.

i kind of wish Gillian Flynn (she did Gone Girl and Dark Places) had written this book because it would have been wild.

i'd be doing a disservice to myself if i wasted my time trying to make this book make sense.

the best use of my time is to point out all the things i thought were funny and ridiculous.

the entire meet-cute with Jeremy is so awful. a man had to have his head popped open so Lowen could explain her reason for living in the city, and so Jeremy (a complete stranger) could lock her in a mens bathroom to show he's...trustworthy? and how invisible Lowen and Jeremy like to be bc they're so different and special.

i knew the minute it was mentioned Verity didn't like swallowing Jeremy's cum, it was Lowen's time to shine. bc Lowen's not like other girls (she doesn't like pizza, but she does enjoy jizz). also the way Verity's love for Jeremy was supposed to convince the reader he was worth wanting was crazy. Jeremy had all the personality of a wadded up candy wrapper sitting in a muddy gutter. the man fucked another woman with his wife in a coma upstairs where their child also slept. and it's even worse than i'm describing. there's this whole headboard teeth thing that...yikes. the man's rizz has descended to the core of the earth, and any desire i could concieve for this character has vanished in the Bermuda Triangle. a true mystery.

it haunts me.

this book has me laughing at things that shouldn't be funny, like how cartoonishly evil Verity is in the manuscript. the way she hates her kids is lowkey hilarious.

blegh, the way Colleen writes every other character who isn't a main.... they aren't the slightest bit important to the plot and most exist to show how "desirable" the fmc and mmc are. like Amos liking being choked? what's wrong with that? she really brought up this man to kink shame him. justice for Amos. i hope his eyes gleam, soaked in need, while a beautiful woman clamps her hands around his throat.

oh no, when Lowen makes out with Jeremy and wants to say something, but is afraid he'll think about how messed up the situation is and stop. then later tries to crab trap his sperm inside her to indenture him with a child. i don't think Lowen should be judging anyone else when her conscience is running on 1 bar of wifi.

also Verity giving her child a nautical themed name. like wtf he's a child, not a bathroom ???

and the ending, i was laughing so hard by the end of it. bc why didn't Verity confide in her health care providers her husband is trying to hurt her? this is a misscommunication trope on steroids.

and Lowen fucking eating the letter like a hamster all preggers with the baby she's trying to play off as a happy accident when she held his baby spray in her cooter like a caged animal.

i can't. i'm done. moving on.

[otterandterrier]

Hi! I’m thinking of getting a cat but I’m scared it’s gonna be more work than anticipated. Do you have any tips or things I absolutely should know?

Hello there! Okay, yes, I have thoughts that I can share, but first of all I want to preface this with ADOPT, DON'T SHOP if you do end up getting a cat (or dog!) 😊

So, first things first: yes, cat are work! as they are living beings that have needs! like a dog or a kid! and people often don't think that's the case when they adopt a cat, and some cats are fine and their people are fine, but some are not! And some cats might have special needs you don't know about! And whether it ends up being bearable work or not also depends on your attitude/mental health/energy levels/workload/etc.!

If you're worrying about whether it's going to be too much work for you, I'm guessing you're not a chill, laissez-faire person, which... same! Tbh more people should be a little bit more like us and think things through 😛 (That said, too much worry can be anxiety making up monsters in the tall grass.)

I don't want to scare you off adopting, but I will tell you my experience (under the cut because it got rambly):

So I have a black cat that we adopted with my family at their house, with a backyard and places to go. Obviously, he has needs and quirks and all, but he grew up as outdoors/indoors, in a house with three people who could take care of him, and is fairly aloof and independent. He has other issues going on but I won't get into that here.

Now I live alone in a studio apartment with no balcony or patio. For a while I really wanted a cat, and then at one point I was like "you know what, I'm good". Then this perfectly domesticated young cat showed up at my parents', and finding a family for him was too much trouble when he seemed like such a good fit for an apartment, so I took him in, and... yes, he is a pretty good kitty, but:

It turns out he can't keep down dry food and is a glutton, which means he can't be left alone for long periods of time since I can't leave a full bowl of kibble. It also means I have to clean up vomit often. I did not know this beforehand. My solution has been to moisten his kibble in advance because I can't afford wet food weekly, so I basically have to prepare food for him every day.

If I don't keep him up during the day, he stays up all night. He still wakes me up several times at night (I've been sleeping like shit since october) and he likes to bat things off surfaces. Which means I've pretty much had to clear my dinner table, and every night I have to secure the things on my desk, and put a pillow on my night table, so instead he zooms across the bed (: Oh, also, I'd just gotten a new bedspread and sheets, which I had to temporarily stop using because he'd scratch at them.

Since I live in an apartment with no airflow, I need litter that works. I don't have many options and some of them are expensive. Silica gel, for example - costs a lot, and the brand I got didn't even last the four weeks it promised. The litter I've found that really absorbs pee smell and isn't expensive is pine pellets, which track a lot. My sort of solution: mix it with regular (non-clumping) litter (little white stones) so that it filters out some of the sawdust. I still have to sift it daily, which is work! I also have a little box with a curved border, but litter still gets out.

Darcy also has long-ish hair, and has a cardboard scratching triangle he loves, so again, I have to clean very often (or suck it up). I bought a vacuum cleaner for this reason.

I thought having a big window would keep him entertained, but he's not a huge fan of the outside, so since he has nothing else to do (and I don't want him to sleep all day!), I need to play with him through the day, which I can only do because I work a lot from home.

Where I'm going with this is that adopting him meant changing my life a lot to accommodate him. Maybe someone reading this is like "wtf?? that's nothing! why are you scaring this person off adopting a cat over normal cat experiences??" But that's what I mean: people are different, and cats are too - and you can't control how your cat is going to be like. I love Darcy and wanted to give him a home, but sometimes I miss when I could be lazy in bed for as long as I wanted without a little guy crying for me to get up even though I just fed him! or leave for the day without worrying about coming back early because the little guy hasn't eaten since this morning! Adopting him pretty much reinforced my decision to not have human children.

As for general tips that I can think of:

If you're worried about it being too much work, get an adult cat - kittens are so much more work, they're more destructive, and you don't know what their personality is going to be like.

One of the most important things you're going to have to invest in is food - get good food! If you're worried about your cat liking/tolerating the brand, get a small bag and see how that goes. Kibble is not evil btw.

Closed litter boxes seem like The solution, but not all cats like that. So if you can't really splurge on one, just don't - it might be a waste of money. Try a box with a curved border instead, or one of those with a sifter if you go with pine pellets. Don't line the bottom with a bag, I haven't tried it but I've read cats aren't a fan. Also, the box should be fairly big for the cat! Mine is on the small side because I overestimated things... occasionally his butt misses it 😬

Don't throw cat poop down the toilet because it's bad, and don't put the cat poop in your regular trash bin even in a separate, closed bag because it will stink up the room every time you need to open it. My solution: I got a small steel trash can, lined the bottom with some litter (because inside it's a removable plastic box), and put the poop in a bag that I close. It keeps the smell in for at least a full day. The important thing is that wherever you put the poop in has a fitted lid I think. Some people might use fancier stuff like diaper genies?? but that's super expensive here and not common.

A scratching thing is your cat's bff! Darcy has one of these triangles, which he took to immediately (I'd bought it for my other cat years ago and he never used it). My mom also made him one of the regular ones like this, but he only uses the carpeted base as a scratcher 🤷‍♀️

If you have plants, you need to be careful because many indoor plants are toxic to cats. I was super worried about it because I do have several of those, but luckily Darcy doesn't want to chomp down on my plants. But it's something you have to watch out for, and if you're too worried, get rid of them or put them somewhere the cat can't reach. AND get him a little planter with cat grass he can munch on! That way he'd be less inclined to look for a tasty plant.

A lot of cat toys are going to be a waste of money. Start with a wand, if you can get two wands to switch them up, even better. You can improvise a slow feeder ball and other types of puzzles with cardboard tubes to see if your cat likes that! Try DYI toys before buying something expensive. They say cats love water fountains too, but they're also expensive and what if your cat doesn't love it? Also, catnip? Neither of my cats gives a crap about that.

It's more work, but it's better if you don't let them to feed freely, especially if they're indoors and neutered. What I do is play 5-10 minutes with him before feeding him. Also, you're supposed to feed 3-4 times a day a certain amount according to the cat's weight... HA. I feed Darcy a spoonful of moistened food every three hours. It makes no difference if I give him more food in one meal - he's still going to want to eat in three hours (and might throw up because, gremlin). That's about 8 times a day in total.

They say the only way to get a cat to stop waking you up at night is to ignore them... but how can you do that if they're trashing up the place?? It's not going to happen. BUT try to make it harder for them to mess up the place, and try to hold on anyway. So like, I feed him every three hours even when he'd like to be fed every one and a half. It's going to suck, I'm still holding on to hope that it might change lol.

You're going to want to brush him, and you might try to clip his nails but... it doesn't make that much of a difference tbh. Do not declaw him.

Okay I think that's pretty much it, this is long enough 🙈 To end on a positive note, if you're feeling alone and you're up to the task, pets are your little buddies; if you struggle with your mental health, they might help in giving you purpose and grounding. But at least to me having this cat pretty much feels like having a toddler (including the constant babble!), and... that's work 😅

[dalyntha]

Why is it always like, “well, you can just get back on the horse you rode in on”? Why didn’t we keep updating this saying, not only for accuracy but because it’s far more hilarious.

“Listen, Mister, I don’t know who you think you are, but you can just get right back into that carriage that you rolled up in on, and go right back to the grisly streets of London, where you came from!!”

“Hey is there a problem here? Because you know, you could just climb right back into that big rig cabin that you drove in on, and trucker your little ass right back to Cincinnati!. I dont care if you have sixteen wheels and a bed in the back!”

“Ahem!! Listen, people, if there’s going to be an issue, you all can just climb right back into the clown car that you and your fifteen coworkers came in on, and take your creepy job back to the circus, I’m sure they have noticed their fifteen weird ass clowns are gone “

“John, I told you once, and I’m not going to say it again. I don’t like you disrespecting my wife, so you can just climb right back onto that unicycle and meander away back to your own crappy marriage”

“UH UH, I don’t think so—you can’t be dipping your toes into the river Styx while I’m crossing l it. You people can’t even hold it together while I get you to the frickin afterlife. I can just turn this thing around and you can get right back onto the funeral pyre you came in on, and here’s your stupid eye coins, this currency does nothing here, ugh.*i hate this job, I can’t believe I didn’t finish trade school, ugh *

“Mindy, you are a liar and a cheat! I think you should just tie your lying feet right back into the roller skates that you rolled in on before you stole my boyfriend, and just keep on going till you get back to the trailer park!”

“Well, good sir, I’m of good stock, I nearly perished during the long journey here, but I persisted. You, however, should just get right back on the Mayflower, and have them take you back to England where you belong. I hope you catch your death of scurvy!”

“Amelia, I know you just got back, I mean we were looking for you FOREVER, but if you’re going to be a snarky bitch because (mimics Amelia) I can fly a plane and you casaaant…..! Then you can just fly back to the Bermuda Triangle and get lost again”

“And then I was like, ha, look grandma—you may not make me pay rent, and you may let me sit on the furniture without the plastic covers on them, but honestly if you think I’ll just stand around and take it while you make fun of my gaming schedule, you can crawl over to your electric wheelchair, hoist your wrinkly shit into the seat, and just leave. I’ll open the front door even, and then I can play World of Warcraft any time i damn well please. My girlfriend is on there, she lives in Abu Dhabi—but she’d love to see Iowa in the spring”

“One small step for man, one—-oh hell, wtf? JIM I SAID I GET THE FIRST WALK! I had my special phrase all ready to go and you just come out here in the middle of it, all giggly, floating around like this is a damn game! This is serious! Grr, just get back into the stupid space ship we came here in and go back to earth. Maybe if you leave me here I can finally get some peace, if it’s not you people it’s the wife, nagnagnag!”

“Lucinda. Did you seriously take my last newts eye and toad spit? How the hell am I suppose to reanimate a corpse if you’re off taking my important ingredients to make love potions to give your dumb friends?! Here’s your broomstick, straddle that stick, will ya, and let it magic you back to your apprenticeship, because you never should have passed!”

“Omg. No one is getting along, there’s just blood and chaos every where. Is this war even worth it? Over a woman!!?? Helen can’t be that great! *man nearby overhears* HEY DID YOU JUST SAY HELEN ISN’T THAT GREAT?! bro, get your friends, load up into that wooden horse you came inside of, and stop blaspheming Helen!”

“Donkey! Fiona just told me you said she needs to go on a diet? Ogres don’t diet, you idiot! Just climb back onto your dragon wife and have her return you to your terrible family, it’s not my fault they left you and the sheep took you in, leaving you with no donkey friends and trauma you deal with by making jokes! Jokes that now have my wife breathing fire up my green ass hotter than ANY dragons breath! This time when you are getting a lift try not to impregnate her again, you have like eight donkey dragon babies already and they’re a terrible example for Fergus, farkle and Felicia!”

“I thought you were going to propose, you know… the romantic ride here, the picnic on the grass, us dating for ten years…. But if you’re just going to tell me you’re not ready yet, you can climb back into that hot air balloon basket and let the thing take you back to your dumb Subaru. I can not believe it was a five hour ride here and I thought I was at LEAST going to end up with a decent rock on my hand!”

“Yay you’re here! I’m glad your mom brought you to the playground! You what? You want to play with ben instead? But I waited all week!!!! I’m going to tell Ben you pooped under the slide, so you can just get back into the little red wagon that your mom pulled a mile to get you here, you big meanie!”

[project1939]

100+ Films of 1952 

Film number 107: The Jungle 

Release date: August 1st, 1952 

Studio: Lippert Pictures 

Genre: Adventure 

Director: William Berke, Ellis Dungan 

Producer: T. R. Sundaram, William Berke, Ellis Dungan, Robert L. Lippert 

Actors: Rod Cameron, Cesar Romero, Marie Windsor 

Running Time: 73 minutes 

Plot Summary: An Indian princess returns home to help her people when entire villages are being wiped out by stampeding elephants. A famous white hunter tasked with shooting them comes back with a harrowing tale- the elephants aren’t the real problem- it's... Wooley Mammoths? 

My Rating (out of five stars): *½. Whew, this was bad. Like seriously, it's one of the worst films out of the 107 that I’ve watched! Everything was a mess- the threadbare plot, the acting, the special effects, the music... I’m sure at least 50% of the movie consisted of people just walking... and walking... and walking... 

The Good:

It was shot entirely on location in India. For a low budget film, that was pretty amazing. The views of cities, palaces, and jungles were beautiful and fascinating to take in.  

Much of the cast consisted of actual Indian actors and extras.

Marie Windsor in jodhpurs. Yummy. 

The Bad:

Brownface! The three leads were all Westerners (two whites and one Latino), and two of them were slathered in brown makeup to supposedly make them look like Indians.

The thin thin plot. The actual story was basically a 30-minute drama padded out to more than twice that length. It had more filler than an aging Hollywood actor. 

The structure and pacing. It felt like a rough draft, it was so disjointed and abrupt- “We need exposition! Now let's have some ‘exotic’ culture stuff! Now let’s have an animal fight scene! Now a love triangle! Now another animal fight scene!” Etc etc etc. 

The acting. Rod Cameron as Bentley was the worst offender- he was as wooden as a pile of lumber. Even Marie Windsor was pretty stilted, and she was the reason I wanted to watch the film in the first place. She’s been very good in every other thing I've seen her in. The horrible dialogue here did not do her any favors, I'm sure. 

The special effects. Looking for a laugh? Watch the special effects in this movie!  

The sepia colored film. Instead of black and white, this was filmed in sepia. It just looked muddy, bland, and washed out. 

The use of animals. The animals were transparently there to pad out the run time and add some action unrelated to the plot. We saw boars, bears, leopards, tigers, monkeys, elephants, scorpions, several varieties of snakes... Most of the time they were fighting humans or fighting each other. Instead of being excited by it, I just felt concerned about how humane it all was. 

The non-diegetic music was distracting and monotonous. It tried to be some kind of Hollywood fusion of Eastern and Western, but it only succeeded in being annoying. 

The mind-numbing amount of walking scenes. I might need to check my fitbit to see if anything registered on it! It was just plodding and boring. 

I didn't care about any of the characters. They were all cardboard cutouts that we learned precious little about. 

The utter ridiculousness of the premise. Wooley Mammoths deep in the Indian jungle? Yeah, that tracks. 

Again with the horrible exploitative Lippert movie posters! “10,000 square miles of dangers and a woman was the greatest danger of all!” WTF?! Princess Sita was probably the least dangerous person on the screen! And what about those huge murderous monstrous Mammoths?? 

[charmed-asylum]

I just want to say atm I read up to chapter three n my feelings for BITCH ASS ANDY N SHE AINT SHIT SOPHIA HAS NOT CHANGE. Also oooooooh lord knows once I got to pat my head on da side it’s about to go down I mean it.

When I told u I read this whole flashback six times I read this twilight zone episode waiting to be DVR SIX TIMES N STILL lord mmm gotta praise him PRAAAAAAISE HIM no no this COCO BUTTER SMOOTH MAN DIDNT FINGER MY GIRL W HITTIN HER W THE 📰 news. No no nooooooo n he wanna toss the emotion roller coaster in reverse with the I wanted to tell u. Girl girl girlllllllll n it’s HER BEST FRIEND oh noooooo nooo nooo I sang in a destiny child tone more like ex bestie like straight the fuck up tho who bestie gonna do some shit like that like nah Olivia right that wrong and she flaunting that shit oh hell no no NO NOOOOO oh lord I need a second to think 🤔 mmm nope her ass would of been block and I send her a check to go get that head examined bc what in the Grace kelly does she think she doing. Then he gets w the bestie who not her bestie bc if she toss him a thirsty thot ain’t worth my edges thong n he snatch that shit he ain’t man enough for me or n person w a working V Sophia probably got that Barbie done n it’s all plastic down there shit got me mom n a head scarf n robe mad. Andy don’t know like u don’t I hope keeeeeith his bestie bc that only way this smooth operator would understand. All this n only 1st half I’m so mad I could do a podcast on this shit but nah. Sophie is a put a triangle n a circle chic huh why she calling our girl huh for what reason to get a verbal it’s okay bitch shit ur dollar tree ass down now no shit and still with the flaunting U COULD OF PUT ur hand 🖐️ on the phone and whisper I’m on the phone not grab a 📣 and put in on blast u w Andy lord this child is one seated bus special . N he calling her you Andy on some next level shit ahhhhhhh yo Andy. Andyyy wtf mama mama mama put some respect in that shit mmm she nice too nice I be like it’s Ms.BADBITCH thank u person who fuckin birds and rats bc that’s what Sophia ass is. I’m mad I’m writing her name wrong on purpose then he wanna ask about love and a man niggAAAA u lost the opportunity to ever and I say ever say one thing before u even thought about cheating on her back even before u did it and u caught and sniff that STD NASTY 🤮 ASS CATCH A SICKNESS DRAWS Sophie no call blocked then to ask about love and talking to main chic like she ever was the side hoe boy u got me mess up. No oh lord I gotta grab me a rag and a pulpit bc he about to have me talking in tongues

Love 2 Remember | Part 2

Summary: Moving on and having your heart shatter into pieces isn’t easy. You and Andy go way back with each other and now share a daughter together. Now being around Andy and his new girlfriend wasn’t what you expected.

Pairing: ex-boyfriend/baby daddy! Andy Barber x Female Reader

Warnings: flashback, slight smut maybe? idk (+18), cursed words

Author note: Thank you to those people who left a comment it means a lot :) I hope you like it and enjoy reading!

Part 1

Two

Seeing Andy almost all the time was difficult at first but now things change between you two. It was crazy that you two shared a daughter with each other. You did find it weird that he was dating your friend Sophie but eventually you got used to them being a couple.

You and Andy had good times and bad times together. Being around each other and seeing each other wasn’t a problem for both of you anymore. The memory of you and Andy was playing in your head. It was something you kind of blocked out but didn’t at the same time.

It was around in 2020 you were pregnant with his child. You and Andy were on and off at the time. Your relationship with him sometimes is complicated but you two love each other deeply and hard.

Keep reading

[gold-wolf-soldier13]

So I’m watching Friendly Space Ninja’s video on the Originals cause I never watched it but my mom and sister swear by it and in the last hour he mentions that he thinking literally anybody could play Elena Gilbert, that it didn’t have to be Nina Dobrev and I 100% agree!! but not for most of the reasons most fans would.

So I started reading the original Vampire Diaries books back in like, the late 2000’s/early 2010’s so look I think I’ve got skin in the game here even if it’s been a minutes since I read them and I have never watch past the pilot episode of the tv show honestly because of Nina Dobrev

Like no hate to her she gets enough of it honestly but when people started talking about The Vampire Diaries as a tv series, she was the last person I would have picked simply because, well honestly she wasn’t fucking blonde.

And like I get it, “Gold that’s so shallow wtf” but Eleana Gilbert is a Very Special Character to me and I could have gotten over Elena not being Blonde™️ if they didn’t, seconds later introduce Jeremy and Not Aunt Judith I literally don’t remember her name on the show whoops and that shit took me out.

Aunt Judith and Margaret while never heavily involved in Elena’s supernatural struggles were a very integral part of her character, like fuckin spoilers for a book over 20 years old but keeping Margaret safe is one of Elena’s first interactions with Damon!!! he threatens her baby sister and she gives into him, letting him drink her blood against her will to keep him from doing anything to Margaret.

Elena is a bitch, she is kinda selfish and shallow- she’s a teenager!! she’s kinda supposed to be! She’s Queen Bee of Robert E. Lee High School and she didn’t get there by being fucking nice but she was never actively malicious- just a teenage girl who was used to getting everything she wanted because people just liked her and the showrunners for the tv show were fucking cowards

Because the tv show came out after Twilight even though the source material was written well before, TVD had to be like Twilight and that meant there was a love triangle and over the top dramatics because that’s just what the genre was at the time. Now I’m not saying that the book series didn’t have a love triangle but it just felt different in the book cause you knew from jump that it was always going to be Elena/Stefan, there was no way in hell that she was gonna end up with Damon and everyone knew that.

Which is what made the beginning of book 3 (I think I can’t remember, I owned the omnibus versions and I’m at work rn and can’t fact check myself) so shocking and actually made me ship Elena and Damon for a while. Elena had just died, run off the bridge that had killed her parents something the tv show actually gets right but she survives cause she and Damon had shared blood very recently and when she wakes up as a vampire, she has no memory of anyone besides Damon and for that brief moment Elena was honestly That Bitch™️ until she got her memories back and stopped being a bit of a menace

But even after that she handled her transformation really maturely from what I remember and from what I know of the show, that doesn’t happen and it’s a huge disservice to Elena as a character and Nina Dobrev as an actress because she was handicapped from the beginning by the showrunners!!

The writers purposefully chose to make Elena this timid, wallflower, whiney, “girl-next-door” type of character then didn’t understand why no one liked her as the main character and gave all of Elena’s best traits and story beats to Caroline. They kneecapped Elena from the start, designed her into a corner then floundered when their choices came back to bite them.

Elena Gilbert is the driving force behind the plot of The Vampire Diaries, and it’s such a shame the people in charge didn’t understand that because the show could have been so much better if they’d just embraced the material they had instead of trying to be Twilight and making her another version of Bella Swan.

[polandspringz]

yo wtf did mark do (just saw oc post)

Context for the story itself is that is derived from some Pokemon Ranger roleplays I used to do in my backyard when I was like five, then it became that story with the ocs you think about before you sleep for a decade. I've been trying to alter the setting of the story into something more original, so it's like a special STEM school that pairs the students up into teams to go on field work or missions to interact with this forest that seems to have new species of organisms taking over the ecosystem.

The story actually ends up being about a lot of love triangle drama though, with Dee, the main character, reuniting with her childhood friends Spence and Lucas (if you know Pokemon Ranger you know I'm not being subtle here LOL). They originally form a team together, but Spence is now like a frat boy and Dee and him have an argument and she leaves their team, instead pairing up with another classmate named Mark.

So what did Mark do? Well when Dee and him went to do a field work mission together he attempts to assault her. My idea is that when Spence finds out about this he like comes back around to making up with Dee and protecting her. Hence the memes:

[heartsoulrocknroll]

NJPW Wrestle Grand Slam 7/25/2021

Hiromu opens the show on the mic. :’)

Taiji Ishimori and El Phantasmo (c) vs. Rocky Romero and Ryusuke Taguchi for the IWGP Junior Heavyweight Tag Team Championship --  This was a decent match. I always enjoy Ishimori as of late, and it’s nice to see something different with Taguchi and Romero teaming up, even if I don’t care about either of them very much. The story of this match is Romero’s and Taguchi’s obsession with Phantasmo’s Sudden Death boot. Taguchi gets the boot off, seemingly sees something inside, and tries to show the ref. Phantasmo uses the ref’s distraction to land a low blow and CR2 on Taguchi for the win. Winners: Ishimori and Phantasmo 

El Desperado (c) vs. Robbie Eagles for the IWGP Junior Heavyweight Championship -- Both guys spend the match working on each other’s knees. I laughed out loud at Desperado massively overselling Eagles’ pathetic-looking apron 619, throwing himself over the guard rail. Eagles hits a 450 splash from the top rope to Desperado’s knee, then locks in the Ron Miller Special leg-lock for the submission victory. Wow, I didn’t see that coming. That reign won’t last with Hiromu on the way back. Winner: Robbie Eagles 

Kazuchika Okada vs. Jeff Cobb -- This match was so good. Short and sweet. Plancha to the outside by Okada, but Cobb catches him out of mid air and pushes him up into a vertical suplex!! What strength!!! Okada with a big shotgun dropkick, but Cobb gets right back up and fires back with some forearms!! Second dropkick by Okada!! Okada goes for the tombstone but can't get Cobb all the way up. Okada goes for a backslide, Cobb rolls out, Okada holds onto the arm and delivers a couple of clotheslines. Cobb ducks a Rainmaker attempt and picks Okada up for a tombstone, but Okada escapes!! But Cobb hits a huge lariat of his own!! Nice finishing sequence... Big heatbutt by Cobb. Cobb picks Okada up for Tour of the Islands, but Okada breaks free and winds up for the Rainmaker, which Cobb counters and follows with his own Rainmaker attempt!! Okada ducks it, Cobb floats over and attempts a roll-up, but Okada sits on Cobb's torso and traps the legs for the 3 count!! Beautiful!!!! Winner: Kazuchika Okada

Tetsuya Naito and Sanada (c) vs. Dangerous Tekkers for the IWGP Heavyweight Tag Team Championship -- Say what you will if you have no taste, but I loved the shit out of this match. I cannot get enough of this feud. Yeah, 38 minutes is too long, and yeah, there were some lulls in the middle, but I am too much of a Naito and ZSJ apologist to care. Beautiful start on the mat by Naito and Zack. Zack's injured knee is a constant target for Naito in this match. Skipping to later on, Zack and Sanada are legal, quickly trading pinning combos and near falls, including a near-repeat of the double pin from Summer Struggle. Sanada Dragon Screws Zack's leg, and Zack sells it so perfectly. Naito tags in and just goes nuts with stomps and kicks to Zack's knee, kicking him back down every time he gets up. BEAUTIFUL combination by Naito and Sanada -- elbow to Zack in the corner by Sanada, Sanada throws Zack into a forearm by Naito, then a drop kick from Sanada, then an enziguri from Naito!!! Back drop suplex from Sanada, followed immediately by a gorgeous jacknife roll-up by Naito! Top rope poison rana on Zack by Naito, and Naito attempts to follow it with a pin attempt, but Zack rolls through and catches Naito in a triangle choke!! Sanada eventually breaks it up with a top rope moonsault to Zack. Black Mesphisto by Taichi on Sanada!! Destino by Naito on Taichi!!! Zack Driver on Naito by Zack!!! 35 minutes, wtf!! Naito and Zack trade strikes!! Taichi and Sanada in the ring! BEAUTIFUL Naito elbows to Taichi's neck!!! HUGE elbow to Naito by Taichi!! Damn!!! Zack and Taichi set up Naito for another Zack Driver, but Naito counters into Valentia on Zack, while Sanada rushes in and drives Taichi into the corner! Naito goes for Destino, but Zack stops it. Naito attempts a rolling kick, but Zack avoids it and catches Naito in a quick Euro clutch pinning combo for the three count!!! DAMN IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Obviously, I want to see Naito doing bigger and better things than holding the tag team titles, but I would have loved to see Naito and Sanada have a few successful defenses. Winners: Dangerous Tekkers

Shingo Takagi (c) vs. Hiroshi Tanahashi for the IWGP World Heavyweight Championship -- I am super bummed that Ibushi couldn't be here for this show. I was so looking forward to Shingo/Ibushi, and I am not really super hyped about Tana being the one to get Ibushi's spot. But anyway, let's see what they can do here. First 20ish minutes of this don't do much for me, but it picks up. Tanahashi hits a High Fly Flow, a Kamigoye!!!!!!?, and another High Fly Flow for a near fall!! I was legitimately afraid that was going to be the end. Last of the Dragon, but Shingo can’t follow up with a cover. They both make it up to their knees and trade strikes in the middle of the ring. Then on their feet trading strikes. Tanahashi ends the exchange with a headbutt! What! Tanahashi hits a dragon suplex on Shingo, but Shingo immediately gets back to his feet! Pumping bomber attempt is countered into another dragon suplex by Tanahashi! Last of the Dragon off the second rope and Tanahashi kicks out, shut tf up. They exchange some more strikes before a big lariat and another Last of the Dragon from Shingo finally puts Tanahashi away! Winner: Shingo Takagi 

Evil makes his wishes to challenge for the IWGP World Heavyweight Championship known in a pre-recorded video, then ambushes Shingo in the ring. Boooooooooring. 

[moonlightsrandomstuff]

First impressions huh, well when I started the game I kinda got jumpscared. Because I didn't expect voices and the spring troupe to stare intensely at me being like; OHHHH DIRECTOR PLZ BLOOM US

I was like: WHAT THE FUCK ARE THOSE DUDES AAAAAAA

However let me list down by troupes:

Spring troupe: From Episode 1 I thought they were nice I kinda had beef with Masumi being so rude to everyone (I did end up appreciate his development as the story goes by tho) and I was a bit skeptical about Itaru staying but my god the story ended up soooo great. When Episode 5 happened I really disliked chikage like, I didn't get why people would like such a man and why would Izumi forgive him for the awful thing he did. But as time went by and as I ended up knowing more lore I also started to think he had some good deep inside. But the most important development in my opinion is Sakuya, I love how we get presented with a sunshine boy so full of dreams and hopes and determination to be an actor despite how he might not be the best at it. The scene where he says that Romeo is his role gave me chills... and I'm so glad that as time goes by, he seems to be more "selfish" like he knows what he wants and he isn't worried about expressing it! I'm super proud of him I hope to see even more development in act 4 :)

Summer Troupe: Episode 2 I remember that at first look I thought that Izumi's power of friendship would have great struggles working through those dudes, and Lord it was intense (ofc not as much as Aki). I disliked Tenma and was so happy to see Yuki roast him (actually I really liked Yuki's personality and I was happy to find out he was part of a troupe and he had an interesting character arc, since that when I first saw him I thought he would be more stereotypically a brat, but I'm glad I was wrong). When I saw Misumi I realized why the game has so many triangles around, and I love that tbh. However I also thought it was nice to have such different people together in a troupe, it felt like something connected them but I had yet to understand what. And after seeing all their struggles which are so different yet all bounded by a fear of being isolated I ended up loving this troupe very much as the way they bonded and became friends felt so real and close to home. They easily became my favourite troupe and with episode 6 and the addition of Kumon it just became even more obvious. About Kumon, I remember thinking he was a funny guy and I laughed at his distaste for Comedy like: oh boy I’m so sorry for you. But also it was nice to see a guy who has such a great relationship with his brother it kinda reminds me my own with my brother :). Anyway I’m glad that as usual Natsugumi shows that no matter what they will help one another with everything even their new rookie with anxious fevers. Natsugumi is the epitome of special bonds created through friendship and I couldn’t ask for anything better

Autumn Troupe: My reaction was, IZUMI MY GOD WHAT THE HECK HOW ARE YOU GONNA DEAL WITH THEM, particularly cuz of Banri I thought he was too high and mighty and didn’t like that (then I saw his reaction to portraits + his own and went: wtf man I like you?) I didn’t get why Taichi was in Autumn I thought he was too cheery for it but time teaches, never judge a book by the cover. ALSO NO WAY YUKI MENTION? WOOOOOO CAN’T BELIEVE CHILDHOOD FRIENDS ARE REAL- The portraits were such a clever touch for a troupe that seems to be so scary and serious, showing the deeper side of what they want and wish made me see them in a new light and appreciate them more (I kinda had an epiphany Banri style tbh). Episode 7 was quite funny to me cuz I went like: there is no way everyone runs away at some point (they do) I mean we meet Azami in the middle of episode 6 already but the way his own episode treats the whole situation he’s going through is so… man I need to reread all the main acts they make me insane

FUYUGUMI OR BETTER FUYUPOLY- so I saw those old men and went: oh wow boomers that’s crazy (moon they are mostly in their 20-30s) I didn’t have much thoughts on it, I liked Azuma and knew Hisoka by Gacha cards. OH BOY THEY HOLD SO MUCH STUFF AND MANKAI MYSTERIES IN THEM (and gay undertones, I see you Tasutsumu), there is so much show not tell with them in every episode in which they are involved and I find it beautiful. Also fun fact when I first saw Guy I genuinely believed they brought a cyborg in Mankai, I MEAN WE CAN HAVE A TORMENT DOLL WHY CAN’T THEY HAVE A CYBORG!? I like him tho, silly fish man that holds a lot of issues but was able to get better with his company and now owns a bar. I would also talk about Hisoka but I think this would get even longer than it already is. So yeah love every troupe

Mankai March question 9!

Happy birthday to the love of my life, Sakuya Sakuma!! Since he was the first actor in the troupe and one of the first characters we meet, let’s talk first impressions! What were your first impressions of the cast? Or just your oshi? Are they different from now, or more or less the same?

[mythoughtsxxblog]

Just finished watching The O.C.....

And I have a few thoughts and opinions about the characters and storylines

Ryan Atwood

Not gonna lie, I didn't really care for him the first season, but as the series went on I truly grew to love him. He is beyond loyal and is a damn precious angel. And he is funny despite what anyone says lol. His dry humor and sarcasm >>>> I know most think he's just this brooding character that's meant to save all the women in his life, but he's more than that. He's a great friend to Seth (their relationship was the best one on the show lol). And I know this is an unpopular opinion but he was so great with Taylor. I believe his true self was showcased in their relationship and I loved every bit of it. I have a thing for troubled male characters that deserve better. He fits this category perfectly lol. Also him in season 4 😍

Seth Cohen

Love this character and all his flaws with all my heart. I can admit, he was lowkey self absorbed and selfish at times. To the point where I wanted to punch my screen 💀 but overall, this character has a special place in my heart. He reminds me so much of Stiles Stilinski. Pretty sure he was the blueprint for Stiles lol. Also Adam Brody is so fucking good. This man knows how to play an awkward, sarcastic idiot so perfectly. And I mean idiot in the best way possible lol

Marissa Cooper

I am very indifferent on her tbh. At times I thought she was overly dramatic, but then other times I understood why she was like that. Her friendship with Johnny was very cute. I'm kind of mad they ended it so soon (*cardi b voice* WHAT WAS THE REASON?!!). They would've been a cute pair. Her relationship with Ryan, although very cute at times, was exhausting to watch. I really hate watching the back and forth, breaking up, getting back together storylines. It reminded me of Pacey/Joey. Pacey and Joey, although cute, was exhausting to watch. Her death was so damn unnecessary. They could've easily had her go with her dad and end her story arc there. But I guess the writers needed a way to have Ryan live without her. They're so uncreative.

Summer Roberts

She lowkey reminded me of Brooke Davis. Hard exterior, warm and welcoming interior. Didn't like her at first, but grew to love her. Her and Seth are adorable and aren't your stereotypical popular girl/nerdy boy trope. Like sure, Summer is popular and Seth not so much, but they balanced eachother so well. The upside down Spiderman scene is still iconic.

Taylor Townsend

LOVE. HER. I know this is probably an unpopular opinion, but she is hilarious. She brought out the best in Ryan and I love her for that. She is awkward, weird, and crazy. The best combination tbh.

The Parents

The Cohens - Although messy at times, I enjoyed their story arcs. Minus that bitch that came back and tried to get with Sandy. Their marriage wasn't this picture perfect story and I appreciated it. The way they took Ryan in >>

Julie Cooper - I fucking despised this woman at first. That storyline with Luke was unnecessary and disgusting. Wtf was with the shows in the early 2000s making adults sleep with underage children. Enough! By season 4 I grew to tolerate her and she was lowkey funny at times.

Other thoughts:

- Chris Pratt made guest appearances and I almost threw up

- I wanted a redemption arc for Trey Atwood so bad when he got out of jail. Like why tf did the writers ruin it by having him attack Marissa. I wanted a damn love triangle and we got that tragic shit 💀

- Johnny deserved better!!!!! This poor boy got shit thrown at him left and right.

- There was a brief moment where I lowkey wanted Theresa's kid to be Ryan's. Imagine Ryan with a kid 😭

- Taylor/Ryan > Marissa/Ryan

- "You saved me"

- BE RUNNING UP THAT ROAD, BE RUNNING UP THAT HILL, BE RUNNING UP THAT BUILDING 🎶

- Death Cab, that is all.

- They couldn't cast someone ugly to play Volchok??????

And I will end with this.....