#also go dancing king go!

[navree]

"rhaenys could have ended the war by dracarysing all the greens right there" yes because a distant relation to the throne deciding to barbecue an anointed and publicly positively hailed king and his entire family who is well loved within the city and in multiple other parts of the country for the sake of the succession of a far-away princess no one was ever on board with who hasn't been seen by the populace in literal years, her psycho husband, her three obvious bastards, and two toddlers from the psycho husband would go over super well with westeros and especially in king's landing where scores of the still-cheering population were killed for no reason by that same dragon who would do the barbecuing, because when targaryens act unilaterally without thinking of how the people would react there's never any problem, which is why the storming of the dragonpit and robert's rebellion were actually just collective delusions dreamed up by readers who hate rhaenyra and not key parts of the story and house targaryen's history that directly contributed to their demise and are intrinsic to the plot

truly team black stans are made up of only the most genius and media literate amongst us

[ravers8fantasy]

Punch out characters on a road trip!!! 🚙💨

I got inspired after my parents took me on a random road trip across the Scottish boarder yesterday (to ENGLAND EWW/j)

Update: I FORGOT TO PUT THE SEATING ARANGEMENT HERE OMDS im gonna get my sick ass into bed I swear just let me do the punch out grind real quick-

Little mac:

had to beg his parents to let him go on a road trip with everyone (they made him keep them and doc on speed dial)

had a feeling something crazy was going to happen so he chose to sit next to kaiser in the front (and oh boy was he right)

him and disco hyped up tiger to start rapping when there was so radio signal, Mac ended up beatboxing (beatboxing champ of the bronx/j)

got into a disscusion about road laws with Joe and piston because he thought driving with sandals/flip flops was illegal

Glass Joe:

Got left at a service station somewhere so the group had to go back and find him, he was so mad

lore dropped that he got hit and run three times in a row by a car when he was a kid. No one spoke for a while after he shared that information

bear hugger's emotional support squirell jumped him because he wouldnt give it the nuts he brought and he was screaming like he was being murdered (well, it was a squirrel so)

everyone actually liked the music he played, it was the most relaxing

Von kaiser:

designated driver because he has the most experience doing long distant drives

shocked everyone, not because he managed to get to their destination without a GPS, but because he drove the whole way in busted af van

one of his sandals slipped off after psycho squirrel scared him, so he was basically driving with one shoe on (this is what promted the discussion about road laws)

his music kept switching between calm classical and german heavy metal (this made the whole squirrel attacking joe thing even funnier)

Disco kid:

designated DJ but let the others take over the aux

was literally just screaming whilst the squirrel was going crazy for Joe's nuts (haha- wait no be mature)

him, Mac, Aran, Tiger, kinda Don his voice cracked, super macho man, Joe, and Soda all had a little sing song together to the sound of Bear's guitar

was a back up dancer for Tiger's improv rap 'concert' but got sent flying to the back of the van because Kaiser accelerated suddenly

King hippo:

ate all his road snacks within the first hour and got sad about it, joe tried to give him some nuts but thats when the squirrel struck

played eye spy with Aran in the back seat and kept picking Don's toupee as his object since it was the only thing he could see infront of him

fell asleep for most of the drive ngl, apart from the squirrel and Aran almost pissing himself situation-

got his crown stolen whist he was sleeping by Aran who passed it to bald bull , to sandman who passed it to macho who passed it to- basically everyone tried it on

Piston hondo:

lore dropped that he knew how to drive an old fashioned motorcycle, him and kaiser ended up talking about bikes for ages

was eating seaweed sheets and offered to share with the others because they were curious

realised his music could be heard by everyone after the feral squirrel knocked his headphones off (bro was embarrased af)

he took a nap and woke up thinking he got a really good beauty rest, when really tiger had actually just threaded his eyebrows

Bear hugger:

fell asleep alot, only woke up when his flippin squirrel escaped the beanie and started attacking Joe over nuts

collective team effort to get that squirrel back inside of Bear's beanie, he sang a song as an apology bless

brought a guitar and at first sang by himself until he started strumming some club classics and eventually some of the other boxers joined in

tried alot of snacks, but his favourite snack was the seaweed sheets Hondo brought

Great tiger:

Whilst Hondo was asleep, Tiger threaded his eyebrows because why not

got his jewel stolen by bear's squirrel and started arguing with it like it actually understood him

kept teleporting out of the car when he needed stuff (like the toilet or more food) which stressed everyone tf out cus they would be mid convo and he would just disappear

did an improvised rap on the spot, no one realised but the rap was actually a very symbolic diss track about all of them (the boxers, even the ref got mentioned)

Don 'rosey posey' flamenco:

he said the van smelt so he sprayed soooo much rose scented perfume, everyone got a head ache

was afraid to take a nap because he was scared someone was going to sneak up and snatch his wig (Tiger and Aran im looking at you two)

was clinging onto his toupee for dear life when bear's squirrel went crazy, also got a full front seat view of joe getting jumped in HD 4K

was singing really well until his voice cracked and he got embarassed but everyone kept hyping him up awww(I HATE HIM I HATE HIM I HATE HIM)

"sing rosey posey, do a dance for us as well!"

"....I hate you guys why did I even come"

Aran Ryan:

the reason why they had an emergency service break, woke up from a nap and was literally about to piss himself bro was like on the edge

kept barking at people through Hippo's window when they were driving through towns

at one point he managed to grab bear's squirrel, but it ran down his top and he started shouting the most heinous string of swears ever

started calling Don 'Rosey posey' because of his perfume, eventually the other boxers started calling Don 'rosey posey' as well (Aran found it hilarious when everyone started calling him by that nickname)

Soda popinski:

had to sit weirdly at first because he was too tall for the busted van, his seat ended up breaking because of it

the squirrel also annoyed him, it was hanging off his mustache for like most of the ride

his music jumpscared everyone, he put on hardbass and rock but turned the volume up LOUD.

was singing along to Macho's music... well shouting. He searched the lyrics to Kim K's Jam 'turn it up' and him and macho sang it like 2 drunk himbos on a hen do

Bald bull:

bro was not here for the ride he just wanted to sleep and relax, he shouted everytime someone pulled out a camera

him and sandman had a bet on wether or not Kaiser was gonna crash, he won.

genuinely could not believe Bear's squirrel was jumping Joe he thought it was a fever dream

didnt put his music on because he was too busy telling Macho and Soda to put a better song on

Super macho man:

kept fucking singing, even when there was no music playing

thought his part in tiger's rap was a compliment when really Tiger was calling his muscles faker than his fans

someone called him and everyone laughed because he had a really stupid ring tone

recorded Joe getting attacked, also made Bear upset after saying that he was going to chuck the squirrel out the window what a douchebag

Sandman:

Absolutely terrified that Kaiser is driving, has one hand on the grab handles at all time

was laughing at Bear's squirrel harassing everyone in the van, but stopped to shout at Bear to get it under control when it started jumping Joe

fell asleep. Then woke up to tell Aran to fuck off then went back to sleep. Then woke up again to watch Tigers rap performance

(he was the only one who realised it was a hidden diss track)

told Aran to stop barking at people but ended up joining in because he got tired of listening to Macho sing and honestly he was bored

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Okay so I had to refine this sm because when I did it last night they were so jumbled, so mixed and lwk really unhinged so I had to reign it in a lil. If there are any spelling mistakes im just gonna leave them here im so ill and cant be bothered to fix it, anyway I hope you enjoyed!!

[emeraldbabygirl]

HES SO SO CUTE MY BABY BUT ALSO NO THEY KIDNAPPED GRANDPA 😭😭😭😭

[crowskullls]

Minute said “I am not your puppet.” In his SMP civilization video and I ran with it.

[vaggieslefteye]

HELL'S GREATEST DAD ↳ from Hazbin Hotel Season One (2024): 1x05 - "Dad Beat Dad"

[ratatatastic]

[ladyalicentshightower]

I think people overestimate how feminist team black is. If someone brings up how Baela should be the heir to Driftmark, it's always "she would've been Queen if not for the Greens!", ignoring that 1, she would be Queen consort, not a Queen in her own right, and 2 she has a legitimate claim in her own right to Driftmark. Team Black's goal is to crown Rhaenyra, but Rhaenyra becoming Queen isn't a win for feminism because it does nothing to dismantle the rest of the patriarchal system that exists in Westeros. From what we've gotten so far, it reads that Rhaenyra wants to be the exception and not the rule. Rhaenyra has made a lot of bad political decisions, which means she can't acknowledge Baela's claim because it would weaken her own claim (blatantly admitting her eldest sons are illegitimate would not end well for her to say the least). So she betrothes Jace and Luke to Baela and Rhaena to kind of atone for that, like as a consolation prize Baela will be Queen and Rhaena will be lady of Driftmark, neither of them would hold either title in their own right. It's good matches because the kids like each other and will treat each other well, but it's not a feminist win or a feministic liberation. It's usurpation, usurpation that takes place because Rhaenyra has to do damage control after having illegitimate children and after a serious of bad political decisions (both hers and her fathers, Viserys is the arbiter of this entire mess). To me, Rhaenyra is very reminiscent of Mary Queen of Scots, I can see a lot of elements drawn from Mary's history in Rhaenyra's story and character, down to their sons eventually taking the crown they failed to claim/keep.

[possamble]

realizing im kind of a weirdo about laios and marcille

[nicoscheer]

[ssruis]

Needs to be studied how fans of this game take any benign criticism as a personal attack if you say a cover flopped or a costume is bad they act like you’ve killed their entire family in front of them

[radioactivepeasant]

Snippets Wednesday Part 1: Blackmail au

Previously, on the "Jak and Mar are separate people for one time loop" au:

Krew handed Jak over to Wastelanders in exchange for an exorbitant price. It is revealed that he'd been blackmailing Damas, saying he had an abandoned Heir of Mar and would give him to Praxis if Damas didn't pay up. Jak learns that when Praxis took over, Damas had a pregnant lover who had been believed lost...until a DNA test revealed that Jak was the child she had successfully hidden (with an interloper Samos from a collapsed timeline, unfortunately). Jak is struggling to cope with this.

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Apparently people didn't travel the desert continent at night unless they had a death wish. The gang of Wastelanders that had snatched Jak and Daxter from Haven were all bedded down in the outer courtyard of the temple, taking advantage of the balmy sea air. Jak had been allowed to take a bedroll right back into the alcove behind the statue again. It made him feel safer, knowing he couldn't be dragged out.

Damas stopped at the mouth of the cloister and crouched slightly. He jolted back for a second, then blinked.

"Ah." He leaned back on his heels. "Eyeshine. Just like Mar, then."

"Not so funny when you're the one seeing glowing eyes in the dark, is it?" Sig snorted, thumping Damas between the shoulders as he passed.

"I thought you were exaggerating!" Damas grumbled.

“Nope! Gremlin toddler, staring at me from the end of the bed in the middle of the night.” Sig called back. They could joke about this now. They knew he was okay now.

“Well you shouldn’t have given him milk before bed,” Damas retorted, “That’s why he was up in the first place!”

He turned back to the alcove and shoved a small, wrapped package in.

"I...know what it is to go hungry," he said apologetically, "All Wastelanders do. No one will judge you for keeping rations to hand between meals. No one will take them from you."

He stood again and brushed off his tunic. "To- tomorrow, we're going back to my city. We'll...we'll find somewhere for you to sleep. Then we'll decide what to do about Mar. If you need-"

He cut himself off, looking unsure.

"Er...Sig and I will be over. Over there."

Silence blanketed the chamber for a moment, then on Jak’s chest, Daxter propped himself up on his elbows.

"Well, he seems nice," he teased. "He's no Osmo, but a guy could do worse for their old man."

"Shut up, Dax."

"So...Sig, though. Do you think they're like, platonic? Or...y'know...smmmmoooching right now?"

"We agreed that you would never speak that word in my presence."

"Whaaat? Smooching?"

"Shut up shut up! I will throw you out of this alcove, Daxter."

"Fine fine. So do you think you'll have two dads or is Sig more of an uncle-"

"Omigods stop talking."

Jak shoved Daxter off his chest.

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Jak had gotten very good at feigning sleep. It kept the guards from noticing you in prison, and it was a good way to eavesdrop on Kor and Samos. And when Mar was curled up under his arm, it occasionally softened even people like Torn enough for them to avoid "waking" them.

Jak lay in the alcove and measured his breaths to mimic the easy cadence of slumber. He strained his ears, listening as closely as he could to Sig and Damas whispering nearby.

"You said the baby died during the coup. Heck, Damas, we've been doing a memorial for years! If Jak is Baby Heart, how did he survive?”

Sig sounded shaken. Almost choked up.

There was a soft metallic sound as Damas must have shifted his weight.

"He has my eyes, my complexion, but those cheekbones, and his build...I swear he's the spitting image of Damaris when we were kids. Damaris was smart, she- she must’ve hidden him."

"All this time..."

"I know."

There was a wet, labored breath, another clearing of the throat.

"He's within his rights to hate me. Sig, I- I could have saved him! He was there! My- my own baby was still there, and I never knew-!"

A quieter sound, cloth and skin and armor. Comforting whispers just on the edge of Jak's hearing.

"Hey, hey. Don't do this, Daym. You know it ain't your fault. Praxis told you he killed Damaris, right? You had no reason to think he was bluffing, not after what happened to the rest of your unit!"

Jak didn't want to hear any more. He rolled over and pressed his hands over his ears.

At some point he must have fallen asleep, because eventually he became aware of the smell of coffee brewing. Crawling on his elbows to the mouth of the alcove, Jak squinted out with bleary eyes and found Damas pouring a mug with a blank, foggy stare. Survival instinct took over, and Jak eased into a stealthy crouch, preparing to snatch the cup.

"If you want some, you could just ask, you know," Damas yawned. He didn't even turn around.

"Haven's full of soft nobles. In the Wastes, you don't try to steal a man's coffee if you want to keep all your fingers."

“Hm.” Jak didn’t bother answering.

Speech was overrated, especially before coffee.

Despite his warnings about not stealing Wastelander coffee, it only took a few seconds of silent staring to wear Damas down. He sighed, and handed the cup to Jak.

"Well this bodes ill for matters of rule enforcement," Damas muttered.

But what was he supposed to do? For fifteen years, three months, and twelve days, he'd mourned Damaris and "Baby Heart", the child he'd never even gotten to hold. Fifteen years he'd tortured himself imagining what Baby Heart would have been like. A mischievous daughter climbing everything she wasn't supposed to. A curious son always tinkering. A child neither son nor daughter, trailing along behind him full of questions. Faced with the real, live, Baby Heart -- Jak -- how could he deny him something as small as a cup of coffee? It was, by far, the least of what the boy was owed.

"So. Jak." Damas dug around in his pack, hoping he might’ve stowed a second cup. He knew better than to filch Sig’s.

"Where did that name come from?"

Damaris had always been fond of flowery and frankly pretentious names. The boy was lucky to have escaped them.

Jak shrugged. "Me. I picked it. Don't know what my name was supposed to be."

Damas winced at the expectant glint in Jak’s eye.

"I don't either," he apologized. "You were...you weren't much more than a heartbeat on a scanner when I ruled Haven. The last time I saw you, you were a lumpy little bean-shaped fetus who flipped upside down every time your mother ate something you didn't like. We hadn't even picked a name yet -- although I remember talking Damaris out of "Jupiter" early on."

The boy wrinkled his nose. "Wow. No. I knew a Jupiter, back home. Guy's probably metal-meat now. He was...hang on, what was that word Daxter used- Melodramatic. Really melodramatic."

Damas smiled -- barely a twitch of the lips. "Well. Damaris was too, sometimes."

Jak settled from a crouch to sitting cross-legged at the mouth of the alcove. "So uh...who is Damaris? Or was, I guess. Who was she? I mean like, to you."

Ah.

"That's...a difficult question to answer," Damas admitted. “She was a nobleman’s daughter from the House of Rho -- descendants of the Yellow Sage. We were supposed to be betrothed, but we couldn’t stand the thought of having to be married to each other.”

He cracked a smile. “She was still one of my closest friends, though. Chaos in the form of a scrawny, racing-obsessed girl. My mother used to say the two of us shared a brain cell and only one of us could use it at a time. Harsh, but not wholly undeserved, considering the trouble we used to cause.”

“Oh. So she was your Daxter.”

Damas wasn’t entirely certain what that meant in context.

“I…suppose…?”

That was too much thinking for this early in the morning.

Jak finally came out of the alcove when he'd finished the coffee. He leaned against the wall with his hands in his pockets and studied his alleged parent. After an undisturbed rest and calmer heads, he was more curious than suspicious of the man.

"Are you guys gonna go crazy again and drag me back in here if I go outside?" he asked. He wasn't even sure he was being sarcastic.

Damas shrugged and poured his own cup of coffee. "Not if we know where you're going. I don't recommend going far from the beach without a waterskin, but if you want to take the footpath down the spire, I won't stop you."

Jak nodded once or twice. "Good," he muttered.

He'd never taken well to being told where he could or couldn't go.

"Tell Dax I just went to get some air."

It was another ten minutes before the human-in-a-rivercat's-body dragged himself inch by inch down to the cookplate. He groaned like a ghoul, arms out in front of him.

Damas sighed in resignation, and handed over the coffee pot.

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[caterpillarinacave]

Yeah okay I should go to bed

[heleeanthea]

Rules: put your music library on shuffle, then list the first five songs that come up in a poll to let people vote for their favourite!

Omg, thank you sm @octarineblues for tagging me, I'm always happy to be allowed to talk about music, ha.

Alright, let's see what we'll get!

and about the tags: @abignopefromme, @lunalunaris, feel free to join the game if you want, as well as anyone who stumbles upon this post by chance.

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Oh god, these are so random actually! But I'd say that I'm pretty happy with them, even though randomizing "Master of the house" out of all Les mis songs and aaaaaall the versions of them is... well... I don't even like this song that much.

I am however happy that "Tonight I Feel Like Kafka" found its way onto the list as it is one of my favourite songs ever!

Aannnnddd we also have a competitor from Poland - Lordofon!!

[todayisafridaynight]

I know I JUST apologized for the Yokoyamaposting, but as Anon wishes, other favorite moments:

Mineposting at 5am just like me frfr

He had a dream where he "danced wildly" with Hijikata (I believe this is in reference to Wild Dancer, but incredibly funny mental image). He says "It's terminal... (T . T)"

Apparently, one-third of the applicants to the hostess auditions were men, because the guidelines don't specify any particular gender. So a GNC man made it to the first live audition (although unfortunately wasn't a finalist), and Yokoyama said if he were a real hostess, he'd request him. He notably did not say anything like that even to the actual hostesses who auditioned

He's talked about being excited to read BL manga, and his "favorite manga character of all time" is OG Depraved Bisexual Tokai from Sanctuary (having picked it up it's really obvious which characters Tokai inspired, but the most obvious one right off the bat is that Ishioda looks exactly like him lol)

He has apparently "consulted the fujoshi(?) [question mark his] on the team" about eyebrow-raising scenes, and was met with "a barrage of surprising answers." He said it's not intentional on his part, but he figures he shouldn't try and make it intentional, since the more he tries the more he feels he's missing the mark. So he has tried...?

there's a lot to unpack here but i think my favorite bits of these is having 'honorary fujoshis' in office to ask about the Suspect scenes in your game

[falllpoutboy]

cringefail rhaenyra gone but never forgotten 💔

[bugmistake]

so transgender i could cry