#and for liking characters with the VAGUEST names

[strongprincipal]

I've seen like, at least two drawings depicting smiling friends as animals and none of them had Mr Boss so I took matters into my own hands

[isaacathom]

my friend pondered a highschool au for their ttrpg ocs, and then i went 'hmm. interesting. what if my ocs?' and then, well,

[the-stars-were-his]

fanfiction is so great. like it's just saying, "hey love that character, imma take their name and the vaguest bits of their personality and just see what happens" like canon sirius is absolutely nothing compared to the sheer greatness of fanon sirius

[meanbossart]

Hi RJ! I hope you are having a great time with your partner! Sorry if this has been asked before, but I was curious what DU Drow’s thoughts are to Astarion marking him like he did to himself. I know you’ve mentioned that Drow did a lot of the scarification as a teen to cope with things, and in your Bhaalist AU Drow has Astarion do some of the face marks. But I saw the art with Astarion’s bite marks on Drow’s ass and I doubt Drow was unhappy about that lol. Does he like having permanent marks from his partner? Do they ever bring any sort of blood/knifeplay into their relationship? I’d be super interested to hear Drow’s thoughts about it! And alternatively what you think Astarion would feel about it.

Your art is absolutely gorgeous and you are easily one of my favorite artists of all time. Your mastery of body shape, facial expressions, telling a story through character design, everything makes me swoon at your art. I’m so invested in your freaky man, RJ, I love him and as someone with a master’s degree in clinical psychology I want to dissect his brain and study him under a microscope

Thank you so much for your kind words!!! Happy to have a specialist in the field here watching this trainwreck LOL

And that's a very interesting question! Besides for his forearm scars (which were a weird show of dominance in his bhaalspawn days) DU drow's facial and chest scarification were actually done by Orin, and as you can guess he is very into the idea of being permanently marked by his partner - definitely the kind of guy to get your name tattooed on him six months into the relationship.

He does have an inkling of good sense and propriety, though. It's kind of a pillar of the character that he knows how to operate in society in favor of coming across as pleasant and only an acceptable level of eccentric, which is to say that he has the vaguest idea that requesting that Astarion mutilate him for his own pleasure might not bode well. This, as it is the case for everything else, is my own take on the character, but Astarion does not strike my as someone who would want to permanently harm their partner once he's made a genuine emotional bond with them. DU drow realizes this, plus there's the whole treating-him-with-kid's-gloves complex which leads him to believe this would be a sensitive topic, given Astarion's own background.

But DU drow often fantasizes about the scenario, specially during sex or moments where he is emotionally overwhelmed with his love for him. It takes him some time to make the connection between his own scars and what they mean about past relationships, but perhaps at some point an opportunity would arise where he makes such request - and he would do it because it's important, and because he has to for once in his life trust Astarion to either A) participate enthusiastically or B) Allow him to choose to take on the discomfort of his own free-will, and see it as a sign of love and compromise rather than the helplessness he imposes upon him.

And I think that depending on how it was presented, Astarion would do it. He wouldn't do it on a whim, or just to get DU drow's rocks off, but he would do it if he saw that it was something that he really needed, and for good reason. He wouldn't like the process, but he would appreciate having that trust put on him and to have the chance to care for his partner, to have him ask him for help, as weird as the request might be.

[caligvlasaqvarivm]

Is Eridan’s fake attempt for land dweller genocide just a manifestation of his guilt of orphaning all those trolls? He says he wants to kill them all so they will no longer have to deal the loss of losing their parent to some finned hipster asshole?

So Eridan's life pre-SGRUB is primarily concerned with one thing: it is his Duty as a violet-blood who is close to the Heiress to feed her lusus so that it doesn't throw a tantrum and Kill Everybody. It's a manifestation not of guilt, but of anxiety.

He describes the murder he commits in pursuit of this as "all i evver done practically," and we never see him participate in a hobby he enjoys - we learn he's a hipster because Karkat calls him one, he FLARPs to fill Gl'bgolyb's belly, and people have fought with me before, but I maintain that his "interest" in military history is also just a part of his posturing/something he reads like somebody would doomscroll, as it validates his anxiety, because he only ever talks about history twice, in the vaguest possible terms, and the first time, it's just part of him posturing at Kanaya, and the second time, he's literally just. Wrong? He's just incorrect?

CA: yeah go ahead and kiss us off but therell be blood on your hands CA: you could either play along as our auspistice and do a little mediating like you wwere fuckin hatched to CA: or wwatch she and me devvolvve into fuckin full fledged kismesisses the kind like you dont get once in ten thousand swweeps CA: you knoww thats wwhat it wwould be there wwould be rainboww rivvers runnin through star systems and all nebulizin like liquid firewworks CA: it wwill be beautiful and heartbreaking all at once CA: you should read up on your history instead of poring through that godawwfull sunny rubbish

CC: None of your plots to kill t)(e land dwellers ever work out, and every doomsday device you get your )(ands on turns out to be a piece of junk! CA: so CA: i got to keep tryin thats howw all the great military masterminds became great through upright persevverance

Like I just. Don't believe him when he says he's obsessed with military history when he doesn't seem to be able to name five specific battles, and thinks the main attribute a military leader needs to succeed is "persevverance". We know that Karkat's interest in romance is real because he brings it up more than twice and also starts infodumping about it to Vriska at one point, but Eridan only seems to mention it because he thinks he's supposed to care about it.

Which is pretty much, like, one of the biggest tensions in his character: how he feels he's supposed to act vs. how he actually feels about acting that way. He faces multiple pressures to be a certain person, which run counter to his actual feelings.

He has to be a murderer, because if he isn't one, then Gl'bgolyb will do a genocide on his entire species.

He has to be an unrepentant murderer, because they live in a horrible fascist murder-society where highbloods are supposed to kill lowbloods all the time for literally any reason.

He has to be the one getting his hands bloody because his ancestor, Dualscar, was also the Orphaner, and (especially highblood) trolls need to take up their ancestors' mantles.

He has to be rude and condescending to everybody else because that's how highbloods, and especially sea dwellers, have to act.

He cannot express compassion, sympathy, or pity, because sea dwellers and highbloods aren't supposed to act that way.

Magic has to be fake, because it's for shitty wigglers, and Eridan's not a wiggler anymore!

He has to be in a torrid pitch relationship because that was the most defining one Dualscar had, and he needs to complete Dualscar's unfinished business.

He has to be in a flushed relationship because Dualscar had an unrequited flushcrush on the empress, and he needs to complete Dualscar's unfinished business.

He has to hate the lowbloods because he's a highblood.

He has to hate the land dwellers because he's a sea dweller.

But wait! That's weird. He has to hate the land dwellers and lowbloods, but he's the one responsible for making sure they don't all die by keeping Gl'bgolyb full?

In truth, it would be all too easy to solve the land dweller problem once and for all. You'd just need to lighten up on the feeding schedule for a while. Maybe you'd be a little too busy to bother with that hassle for once? Or maybe you could happen to be off your game for a spell? It happens, even to the best sometimes. But nah. It would make her upset. More emotions. More problems. That's all you need.

And he has to be an unrepentant murderer even though he clearly feels more guilt for it than Feferi?

That should keep her happy for a while. And make a freshly orphaned troll somewhere pretty sad.

And you claim magic is fake idiot stuff for babies but you like it SOOOO much?

You also like MAGIC, even though you know it to be FAKE. Like a made up friend, the way wizards are. Made up make believe FAKEY FAKEY FAKES. It's still fun though.

So we can see that Eridan is basically being pulled two ways at all times.

On one hand, there's everything society says he needs to be: an unrepentant murderer, a military dictator, ruthless bloodthirsty sea-dwelling aristocracy, hater of all low bloods and land dwellers, Orphaner Dualscar's heir.

And on the other hand, there's the guy Eridan actually is: doesn't give a shit about the hemocaste, just wants friends and/or relationship partners, likes magic, like hipster stuff, kind of a tool, guilty and traumatized.

It doesn't help that the people he's surrounded by are the least likely to recognize his distress as distress - Feferi loooooves being a princess, Kanaya has never really voiced any strong opinions on the hemocaste because it largely doesn't concern her since she's a rare jade blood, and Vriska is doing a lot better than Eridan is at fitting the mold they were born into (not that she doesn't have problems, she's just doing better than Eridan, which is a low fucking bar). Even Karkat, because of his own hangups about being a mutant pariah, venerates the society he was born into, because he (wrongly) sees it as a means to gain validation so he can hate himself less. As a result, Eridan winds up with basically 0 support system, because pretty much every aspect of his life reinforces that the thing society says he should be is correct, and that there's something wrong with Eridan for being unable to meet that expectation.

Especially because, for at least all the "murderer" he's supposed to be, if he fails to meet that expectation, everybody dies. So it's not just that he's got a pushy lusus and a shitty society, like Vriska does, but that there's also the added weight that adhering to those expectations is literally, objectively, the correct thing to do, so long as he doesn't want literally everybody to die.

As a result, he's constantly trying to overcorrect his behavior and cognition to line up with what he thinks he's supposed to be. That's why he's constantly saying slurs even though he doesn't actually treat anybody differently for their caste. That's why he's constantly talking about murder and military history, even though he clearly doesn't enjoy doing either of those things. That's why he's always pushing this image of a big bad fascist wannabe, even though he actually wants to be a magic-slinging wizard.

The thing about genocide, for Eridan, is that he's already obsessed with genocide - the prevention of genocide. Keeping his species from being genocided is, without exaggeration, the most time-consuming pursuit in his life. BUT WAIT! He can't say, think, or believe that his actions are for the benefit of the land dwellers, because first of all, he feels kind of guilty about killing them, and second of all, because he's not allowed to express compassion to the people he's keeping safe. So between the stress, the cognitive dissonance, the anxiety, and the fact that Eridan doesn't really do a lot of introspection because he's so overwhelmed by emotion, his existing preoccupation with genocide is transmuted into something that's socially acceptable: "wanting all the land dwellers dead."

"[I]t would be all too easy." Indeed: if he ever slacks in his duties, they will all die. In fact, it's easier for him to let them die than to not. He clearly doesn't like doing all that killing, and it clearly makes him feel bad, and takes up a shitton of his time if nothing else, so it's probably occurred to him over, and over, and over, that maybe he should just... not! What if he just stopped.

Well, then everyone would die. Gl'bgolyb would raise her voice a little and it'd kill all the rust bloods, then the bronzes, the golds, the limes, the olives...

Wait! Is he feeling bad for them? He's not supposed to be feeling bad for the low bloods! Shit, shit, shit. Say a slur and then say something about how you WANT all the low bloods dead. PHEW. OKAY. SAFE. But that means you need to kill all the lowbloods. Because you said it, so it has to be true, and also, this is the way you're supposed to be. So, fuck, well, go commission a doomsday device. Okay, done. PHEW. It probably doesn't work, but nobody can say you didn't try! Hooray, you did it! You have performed a Sea Dweller Action! Oh it's time to go kill some people again. Damnit. Killing people sucks. It makes you feel bad, and it takes up so much of your time. What if you just didn't...

And we can see this with the way his lust for genocide is described. There's no mention of why he hates the land dwellers, no mention of how he believes society will improve with them gone, or even what they're doing that's so bad in the first place. He rambles at Feferi about "keeping the bloodlines pure" at one point, but this is clearly contradicted by him stating he wouldn't kill Kanaya, because what sort of friend would he be? (And the fact that he cares about Kanaya, Vriska, and the anon-blooded Karkat, who could be literally any blood color, at all!)

So yeah, like, the thing is, he doesn't want to kill them all. He even calls himself out for knowing his latest doomsday plot was a bust from the start:

You are almost starting not to care about this stupid doomsday device which probably won't even work. She probably KNOWS you know it won't work. She has probably put all the pieces together and knows it was an elaborate ruse to be in cahoots with her again.

And so does Feferi:

CC: None of your plots to kill t)(e land dwellers ever work out, and every doomsday device you get your )(ands on turns out to be a piece of junk! CA: so CA: i got to keep tryin thats howw all the great military masterminds became great through upright persevverance CC: I t)(ink deep down you stack t)(ese plots against you so you fail because you know it's wrong.

And here he is outright contradicting his stated goal of killing the land dwellers because, jegus, he'd never kill his friends:

CA: but somethin thatll kill all land dwwellers wwhat else wwould i be after GA: Can You Just For A Moment Entertain The Thoughts Of One Untouched By Megalomaniacal Derangement And Tell Me Why Id Want To Assist You With That CA: wwell CA: im not goin to vvery wwell kill you am i that wwould be fuckin unconscionable CA: wwhat kind of friend wwould i be

And a reminder that one of his closest friends at this point in time is Karkat, whose blood color is currently anonymous to his friend group, meaning he could be literally any blood color and Eridan wouldn't want him dead:

CC: You know, I'm not sure w)(y we never talk about our romantic aspirations. CC: We s)(ould more often. It is kind of -EXCITING! CA: shrug CC: Probably because you fill your gossip quota wit)( your nubby )(orned bro.

But Karkat also explicitly lumps himself in with the low bloods, so Eridan can't even use the excuse that Karkat might be nobility (but sea dwellers are still suppose to hate land dwelling nobility so that still wouldn't be a defense EVEN IF it was true):

CG: CHALK IT UP AS ANOTHER INFURIATING VICTORY FOR GUTTER BLOOD OVER ARISTOCRACY.

Because Eridan does not want to genocide the land dwellers. He's just anxious.

[dystopyx-blog]

IDEAS FOR TWST OCS:

I have a few

they are in their very baby stages of creation, not at all fleshed out. Really these are just ideas for ideas. all character ideas are beast men. Not on purpose, just how things turned out.

CHAR 1

Name: [name pending] AKA “Dummy the Clown!”

Twisted from: Dumbo

gender: tbd, prob male

school: prob royal sword

dorm (if applicable): First idea is for a dumbo character because,,,,,,,, clowns

just an absolute baby

floppy lil fella, melts like puddin in your hands under praise/affection

Self image issues out the WAZOO. Copes by being a clown. Because as a clown, they have more control over how people perceive them. Yes they’re a goofy little failure, but this time it’s for comedy, and not because, well… they’re a failure. They’re a performative failure, playing up every single little mistake or incident, like “whoops, silly me, oh I’m such a goober!” Internally most of those mistakes are like a fuckin dagger to the heart for them. can you imagine,,, cute lil elephant beast man,,,, with big ol floppy ears,,,,,,,,

Secretly loves being called cute, because at least “cute” is positive

Prob goes to Royal Sword.

CHAR 2

Name: tbd (thinking Georgie but that might be too on the nose)

Twisted from: Georgette from Oliver and Company

gender: tbd, but thinking genderfluid

school: tbd

dorm (if applicable): if in nrc, definitely pomefiore

Only the vaguest ideas for this one, but I neeeeeeeeed a Twst oc based off of georgette. yall don’t even fuckin understand, “Perfect Isn’t Easy” is literally my all time favorite Disney song. did you know none of the songs from that movie are on Spotify?? Fuckin criminal. There are covers, Annapantsu covered “why should I worry” and someone named Sienna? I believe? Covered Perfect Isn’t Easy but you don’t UNDERSTAND, GEORGETTE WAS VOICED BY BETTE MIDLER I NEED THE ORIGINAL ON SPOTIFY I NEED ALL THE OLIVER AND COMPANY SONGS ON SPOTIFY— Y’all it’s not even a good movie and I fucking hate Charles dickens, why tf am I so attached to this movie???

oh yeah

Georgette

so I need a twst oc based off of her. I’m imagining a fabulous little genderfluid beast man. Bitch def in pomefiore. Georgette isn’t technically a villain but hear me out hear me out

I want the fab poodle and Ruggie to kiss 😳

in the movie, Georgette ends up with the scruffy little Chihuahua

I am imagining Georgie here being a fuckin 5’12 god/dess in massive heels, towering over a scruffy lil man. maybe even Epel, fuck if I know!

CHAR/s 3

Name:

Twisted from: the fuckin vultures from jungle book

gender: male

school: nrc

dorm (if applicable): savanaclaw

You don’t understand. No, you don’t understand. You couldn’t possibly understand

why?

because I don’t fuckin understand. but the vulture song (that’s what friends are for) was like… my favorite fuckin song. I don’t know, I don’t fuckin know. BUT

just imagine

a hippie dippy lil shitty vulture boy

mans probably stoned outta his mind

he’s a big scary vulture beast man

but he’s just a fuckin goober. also fuckin smarter than you think (like real vultures)

food for thought.

FINAL CHAR IDEAS

I want to make some Peter Pan boyos

obv I need a Captain Hook and smee but rn all my thoughts are

Name:

Twisted from: Tick Tock Croc from Peter Pan

gender: male

school: either nrc or a fan school idk

dorm (if applicable):

Y’know what

I’m just gonna make my own goddamn school. see yall in the next post.

[forwhump]

a/n; two in one day ?! sorry ;-; more straight whump but it’s because i love silas so much i want to beat him constantly & mercilessly, you dig ?

tw/cw caning, skinning, gore, grievous bodily harm, psychological torture, general cruelty, vomiting, misgendering, implied transphobia, the vaguest possible references to implied noncon, major character death (but not really because he dies all the time & always just comes back to life)

“Oh, no,” Point coos, sickeningly sweet. “Would you look at that? I think the girl might have a soft spot for you.”

Silas is kneeling at his feet in a pool of his own blood and the chunks of flesh that had been stripped off him. He gurgles in pain.

Point has the cane leaned over his shoulder, casual, almost jovial. The end of it is barbed and razor sharp, pieces of skin and chunks of flesh caked to the blades. “Is it the same as the soft spot she has for me?” He asks. “Do you get to touch the same soft spots of hers?”

Silas grunts. He’s so fuckin’ cold, but he grinds his teeth to keep them from chattering, so hard they all creak in protest.

It isn’t even about him this time. It isn’t something he’d done, it isn’t a scheduled field test.

Wren is being punished.

A different soldier, a man they call Blue, he’s holding Wren up with a hand on his neck and holding him still still a hand low on his waist.

Silas isn’t entirely sure what he’d even done — something they didn’t like, bitten or scratched or fought. He’d pissed them off, but there weren’t a lot of ways to hurt Wren in which they weren’t already hurting him. To get him where it really hurts, they have to get through Silas.

Wren is screaming and it rings in Silas’ ears like white noise. His face shimmers in the fluorescent light, wet with tears. Silas’ blood shimmers around him just the same.

Silas doesn’t blame him. He isn’t angry with him. This is nothing — this is Silas’ every day. There’s no getting used to a pain like this, but he’d come to expect it. He just wishes Wren didn’t have to be here to see it.

Point swings again, and the barbed end of his cane hooks the sensitive flesh beneath Silas’ chin. Fresh pain crackles through him like lightning and he groans, wet, from somewhere low in his chest.

Fuck, it hurts.

Point wrenches the razor blades free and slices open Silas’ throat.

His hands are shackled behind his back so he can’t even slow the bleeding. He chokes, his mouth full of blood, hot and acrid.

Wren screams, something that sounds like his name.

Through the growing crowd of black spots, Silas can see Point grin. He swings the cane back over his shoulder as he turns on his heel to look at Wren.

The way he looks him up and down makes Silas’ stomach turn. He gags and vomits blood onto the concrete, onto himself.

“Do you see what happens when you misbehave?” He asks, taunting. “All you had to do was be a good girl.”

“I’m sorry,” Wren sobs frantically, “I’m so sorry. Please. I’m sorry.”

“It’s too late for sorry,” Point says, and Wren makes the most broken sound Silas has ever heard. “I tried to warn you. You’re the one that decided to gamble with your little boyfriend’s life.”

“Please,” he sobs again, desperate.

Without warning, Point turns. Swings. Strips most of the rest of the skin off Silas’ chest. Tears all the tissue from the bone of his clavicle and it shimmers, sickening white plating peering out from under the gore.

It hurts so much, so hot, so desperately that Silas couldn’t scream even if his lungs weren’t full of blood. He gasps, soft and wet, and vomits again on the concrete, on himself.

“Silas!” Wren screams, but it sounds like he’s screaming it from somewhere really far away, somewhere Silas can’t get to.

He takes a wet breath that makes his chest rattle and heaves his chin off his chest.

It’s kind of surreal, the way everything comes into focus for a second. Silas lifts his head, and the world tilts, it spins quickly around him, and then Wren comes into focus and everything stills.

Silas has always thought that there’s something kind of sparkly about Wren, and he sees it in him now. His hair shimmers in the fluorescence and his cheeks, his mouth, his eyelashes glow with tears. There’s something so beautiful about Wren, something very pure, something almost holy, and it’s never made sense to Silas, how someone like that could end up in a place like this. How someone like Wren could be subjected to this.

It hurts almost the same as being skinned.

And then Point swings again, and he peels the muscle off the bone over the left side of his chest and his ribcage.

It knocks the wind out of him. He gasps for air and inhales more blood.

“I’m sorry!” Wren screams. “I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! Stop!”, and Point swings, and one of the razor sharp barbs on the end of his cane sinks into the exposed bone of Silas’ ribcage.

It hurts like nothing else he’s ever experienced. It hurts in every nerve ending and artery.

His vision clouds, and he vomits again.

Silas is going to die.

That’s the thing. His party trick. He says that he can’t die, but that’s a lie. He dies all the time. He just doesn’t stay dead. He can’t.

He’s going to die this time, and Wren has to see it. It isn’t Silas’ fault, not this time, but he still feels guilty. Wren shouldn’t have to watch him die, he shouldn’t have to live with that because he bit or scratched or fought, because he was in pain or because he was scared. How is that fair? How is any of this?

He coughs, chokes, vomits again. He’s starting to get really dizzy.

“Please,” Wren screams, sobs, a horrible mix of the two, “stop, please! I’m sorry, please,” and he sobs again, and it's even more horrible. “Please. I’m so sorry. Don’t hurt him anymore. Please.”

Point crouches in front of Silas to grin at him properly. “She’s really pretty when she begs, isn’t she?”

Silas taps into the very last of his adrenaline and leans into it as hard as he can. He hauls his chin off his chest. He squares his shoulders. He grins right back, blood on his teeth, mocking. “You’ll regret this,” he promises.

“Who’s gonna make me?” Point asks with a snort. “You?”

He swings the cane again. He tears a big chunk of meat off Silas’ bicep.

Silas vomits, blood and bile.

“Please!” Wren begs. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.”

Point barely spares him a glance. “I warned you this would happen,” he says. “You should’ve been a good girl.”

Silas doesn’t realize he’s started shivering until the cuffs of the shackles start to bite into his wrists and blood starts to pool in the palms of his hands.

What a miserable way to die. Even for someone like Silas.

“I’m sorry,” Wren sobs, “Silas, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” and it isn’t okay, not by a long shot, but Silas wants to tell Wren it will be. Silas is in pain, in agony, but what’s agony to a machine? What was Wren done to deserve this?

“Wren,” he says.

Point swings again. The blades slide through the thin flesh of his stomach with ease and sink into the sensitive organ tissue beneath. They hook and bite and tear and hurt, a hurt worse beyond Silas’ realm of description.

Point has to brace a boot against Silas’ chest to pry it free, and it’s over.

Silas dies, and the way Wren screams for him follows him into the dark.

[naamahdarling]

I remember this one serialized fantasy-setting erotica story from the mid-'00s to early '10s or so in only the vaguest terms and cannot even remember enough detail to describe it in a way unique enough to use in a search string, and I have no idea what the author's name was, and I'm genuinely exasperated because I never finished reading it, but it popped into my head randomly and now I can't stop thinking about it.

UGH.

It was a vaguely Western-flavored thing in a fantasy world, with two characters on the run through a very cool and dangerous desert landscape, fleeing a group of bad guys. One knew what they were doing in the wilderness and the other was pretty clueless, they didn't like each other, very slow burn. There was hurt/comfort I think? They were both sick or injured at some point. A huge weird storm. Some kind of !!!DESTINY!!! thing going on? Lots of peril. Magic powers?

It wasn't P L Nunn, I don't think, though if you have any of THEIR work I want to talk to you, but I think it was someone adjacent to them? In that same circle of LJ yaoi kink authors that I discovered about the same time. I THINK the same author had a multi-chapter snowed-in Wolverine/Sabretooth fic that was fairly brutal? But that might also have been P L Nunn, who is now a ghost.

The website had a yellow/cream/ivory background, I don't know if it was hosted on LJ?

I'm so frustrated. I can't remember anything more concrete but I would absolutely recognize a description of it if I saw one.

[t00thpasteface]

just watched the....... second half(?) of the mash movie earlier—i set it up to record so it's fine that i missed part of it—man, i was not expecting THEEEEEE radar o'reilly to show up in it and i was like oh haha short character with glasses that must be radar haha wait wAIT HANG ON A DAMN MINUTE THATS ACTUALLY RADAR O'REILLY WHAT THE FU—

AND THEN I LEARN THAT FUCKING RENÉ AUBERJONOIS PLAYED FATHER MULCAHY?????? AND ROBERT DUVALL WAS FRANK BURNS??????? AND BUD CORT WAS THERE TOO????????????? WHO WASN'T IN THIS DAMN MOVIE HOLY FUCK

honestly i was half expecting alan alda or patrick stewart or idfk harrison ford to show up and be like "hey" and then never be seen again

sorry for dumping all this in your inbox i just wasn't expecting a crossover event in my black comedy film lol

i can't wait to watch the whole thing

SNGJDFNJG radar being the one consistency is so funny. radar is so IMPISH in the movie!!! it definitely shows up in the show too but he's a fucking RASCAL in the movie. he's the one who put the mic under houlihan's bed AND he "found a donor" during a blood shortage by "volunteering" henry for it. also his line about "oh captain pierce just asked major burns a question about anatomy!" explanation to henry right before the Final Frank Freakout is fucking g-o-l-d.

YEAH RENE AUBERJONOIS... I STILL AM LIKE. LOL???? small world man. when mom told me the actors i recognized that name as Odo Star Trek but i had totally forgotten he's ALSO MR. HOUSE? like. i do not think you could get two more polar opposite characters than father "dago red" mulcahy and mister bobby house. and my god he's just so precious in the movie. like, show mulcahy already just sounds like he's on the verge of tears (love him MWAH) but movie mulcahy already LOOKS like he's crying. and movie hawkeye is so much more of a jackass but mulcahy still knows to count on him when he needs to. i could go on. i think i already have gone on in other posts.

i'm insane. do not even breathe the vaguest whisper of father mulcahy to me if you want a response under 100 words. what the fucking hell were we talking about

[laufire]

You’re so right about Jason being way too into a cat and mouse with Oracle. There would be so much picking and prodding at her to get her to come out and play until she finally catches him. If you were writing them would you include her past relationship with Grayson? Would she be older than Jason or would you retcon her age? Would they know who the other was or is their identity a secret to each other until it is revealed?

if I go with my idea of setting it during the last year or so of the lost days era, barbara is still dating dick, albeit seemingly in the last throes of their relationship which. is definitely an interesting set-up lol. also barbara as oracle can get really flirty with whoever she's communicating with; it often doesn't mean anything buuuuuut. with her relationship falling apart... aldskafsjdf xD

I definitely would keep her older than jason. I'm less fixated on her age than I am with other characters, especially since she apparently graduates early and that gives her life experience above her other partners, but I usually like her to be at least a few years older than dick. around talia's age, ironically lol. like, if we go with a dick that's, say, 4 years older than jason, barbara is at least 6, maybe 8 years older. so during that time I picture jason as 19-20, and barbara as 26-28.

I only have the vaguest details of an idea, but what I have could significantly alter the last issue of lost days, in terms of changing and even cancelling any plans jason could have about returning to gotham and confronting bruce. among other things this might translate to jason NOT having A Persona, not like does in the comics, albeit barbara would have no idea about who he is (because why would that be the conclusion where she immediately jumps? eventually she'd figure it out, but at first she wouldn't know there's something to figure out beyond "guy must have a name" and jason's identity, fingerprints etc. was completely scrubbed by the bats). at first jason would have no clue about hers either, though I kind of like the idea of jason finding out first, maybe due to some comment that reminds him of something barbara said in the past? it's a complete accident and a shock to his system.

I think this would happen circa/before lost days #6 (and precipitate those alterations regarding it), and he'd need to completely disengage for at least a few months, maybe up to a year. I'm talking full radio silence while barbara is chasing after hints of this anti-hero frenemy of hers because she needs to know what he's up to, like she needs to know what everyone's up to lol. AFTER jason has dealt with some of his shit (not all, he's full of it <3), the cat and mouse games can continue, and here, knowing who's at the other side, he would up his jerry-ness (it's just how he flirts).

[dailydemonspotlight]

Pixie - Day 110

Race: Fairy

Arcana: Lovers

Alignment: Neutral

September 13th, 2024

Kept you waiting, huh? As the unofficial mascot of the series next to Jack Frost, Pixie is no doubt among the most famous symbols relating to the series. While SMT itself is a relatively niche franchise, (surprisingly, given its connection to the giant that is Persona,) if you ask someone with even the vaguest familiarity of SMT to name a demon, it'll likely be Pixie. She's the tricky first partner of Nocturne, a frequently recurring character throughout many of the games in the series, and a perfectly emblematic figure for everything SMT as a whole is about- whimsy mixed with intrigue, with a slight splashing of horror. After all, Pixies are more than just pretty faces in the stories they originate from, so let's delve into the strange world of this archetypal fairy's past.

Pixies are actually a very common motif throughout much of England- while most famously originating in Great Britain, they recur in several areas, tying them to Celtic folklore closely, as their name may also originate in said Celtic areas. However, this has been disputed, as some argue it originated from the Swedish 'pyske,' meaning 'small fairy,' so the overall origin is rather controversial. However, we can pinpoint a concrete origin for Pixies, at least in some respects, in the towns of Cornwall and Devon, a pair of British towns who share quite a bit of mythology regarding said pixies. They're overall said to have a humanoid stature, though their actual size is up for debate in several stories- some paint them as being human child sized, others far smaller, though the general pop-culture consensus is them being very small, likely due to their role and importance in one of the most famous Shakespearean plays, A Midsummer Night's Dream. I'll save that talk for an eventual Oberon discussion, as we're not quite there yet, but they're very intrinsically connected to said play.

Pixies were very connected to magic and paganism, such as concepts like fairy rings, though they were separate beings from 'Fairies' themselves in some cultures- it's a very case-by-case basis, unfortunately, as sometimes Fairy is used as a catch-all term for small winged humans, and sometimes pixie, sometimes they're used interchangeably, etc, etc. Around southern Devon, an area known as Dartmoor, Pixies were a rather prevalent group who would commonly play pranks but were generally helpful, sticking around children and disguising themselves as children or as bundles of rags to catch their attention. Pixies seem to be generally agreed to not be malevolent, though they can cause quite a bit of indirect harm with their antics, whether it be playing around with children causing them to disappear or playing frequent pranks on adults in communities. Most famously of these pranks is one in which they cause a traveler to become 'Pixy-led,' in which they, well, lead a traveler astray and cause them to wander about aimlessly. To make up for this, though, Pixies are also said to frequently do housework and generally assist humanity when they need help, though this is still broken up by frequent pranks.

In terms of appearance, Pixies are generally seen as wearing very little, though there appears to be a very high valuing of bows within their culture- for the most part, they're generally naked, are very small, have a pair of wings, and look very young. While harmless for the most part, they punish neglect of children by stealing them away while playing with them from their parents, something that is actually far more of a general fairy thing to do, albeit minus the changelings. They're overall seen as a rather positive part of the British countryside, bringing joy and help in equal parts to many, though again, their propensity for bothering others and playing pranks may catch the ilk of some. Now, with all of that gone over, in terms of design in SMT... what is there really to comment on? If you think of pixie, you probably think of the SMT pixie, as it's a perfect microcosm of basically everything a Pixie actually is. 10/10, no notes. In terms of the games, Pixies are typically very early-game demons who have a specialty in magic, tying into their magical roles in folklore, and in many games they're actually the starting demon, most famously being in Nocturne, wherein if you take your pixie to the very end of the Amala Labyrinth, you can unlock...

SSSUUUUPERRRR PIIIXIIIIIEEEEEEE!!!!!!!

Which is probably one of the most iconic Easter eggs in the series. Overall, Pixie is an incredibly iconic and fun demon in the series, and one that I, and many others, absolutely love. Granted, I'm sure some have PTSD from the Demi-Fiend fight in SMT V, but... hell, whatever, it's Pixie.

[sunchaserwings]

Incoming rant about The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes, Herlock Sholmes from The Great Ace Attorney, and the BBC Sherlock (no major spoilers ahead I promise).

A preface before I begin; I was never a big fan of Sherlock Holmes or any adaptation of the stories. I've seen Elementary although I was very young so I only have the vaguest of memories of enjoying it, and my roommate had me watch a couple BBC Sherlock episodes when I was a tween/young teen. My mother claims she tried to get me into Sherlock Holmes but I'm rather skeptical. Anyhow, onto the story.

Back in March my boyfriend bought me the Ace Attorney games for my birthday which included the Great Ace Attorney Chronicles (or Dai Gyakuten Saiban for those who are still stuck on the pre-localization names ;p). I was on my flight home from my birthday trip after I got the news my manager fired my brother while I was out of the state and figured why not, I'd start playing the first TGAA game on the flight. I'd probably enjoy myself and I couldn't sleep.

Second biggest mistake of the year (first biggest was trusting Les Schwab to do my brake job). I. Was. Hooked. I played the first case and fell in love with Kazuma instantly (he's so Zero shaped!). I played the second case and realized that calling him Zero shaped was way too accurate. We all know what happened there. Most important to this rant, I met Herlock Sholmes (more on my opinions on him later). I could barely put the game down but I had to take a break due to finding a new job and getting adjusted. I ended up finishing the game in June or July, one of the two. I finished the final case of the first game in one long 12 hour gaming session it was that good (my back didn't thank me though).

Now, the man of the hour: Herlock Sholmes. I didn't think much of him initially. He was simultaneously charming and annoying in the second case but as I played more he grew on me. I cried when the start of 1-5 happened. He clawed his way up into like the top 7 favorite characters at the time. The ending of the game with him playing his violin made me bawl my eyes out. I. Loved. This. Game.

It took a few more months to start and finish the second game. In between Adventures and Resolve I played Skyward Sword, Minish Cap, and some others so I had a healthy break. I came back to play Resolve and finished it like two months ago. It hit me in the gut just as hard as the first game did although there are a great many things I'd tweak and do differently. But Herlock Sholmes... man, he's not my favorite but he's up there underneath Kazuma and Van Zieks.

Anyhow, I finished the game but the hyperfixation had started and would not let me go. I've never been one to go out and seek fanfiction due to... personal stuff but I had a feeling I didn't want to go probe the depths of AO3 yet for fear of crying. I started a graveyard shift at my job which severely limited my ability to talk with people about stuff and also there's so many major spoilers but very few people I knew had played the game. A thought occurred to me, however. What about Sherlock Holmes audiobooks? I have an auditory processing issue which has made listening to audiobooks hard but I decided to give it a go. Perhaps it would satiate the TGAA hyperfixation hunger.

I found the ones produced by Magpie Audio, expertly narrated by Greg Wagland. Go check him out, he has over 77 videos of Sherlock Holmes audiobook recordings and all of them are a minimum of 40 minutes, often times far more. I went through over 30 hours of audiobook in a few weeks listening to these. Sherlock Holmes is such a good character and I can understand how and why he took late Victorian England by storm. And you know what the best part is?

Herlock Sholmes is the most faithful adaptation I have personally seen as a character of the original Sherlock Holmes.

They got so many of Sherlock's little idiosyncrasies right and you can tell the entire team were genuine fans of the books. I listened to Mr. Wagland's narration *and I saw 221B Baker of the games*. Especially the jack knife impaling the communications to the mantle being referenced in the game? The sheer mess of the flat? It's so good!

My roommate (whom is also a Sherlock Holmes fan) noticed my newest hyper fixation that spawned off of TGAA and that reignited his Sherlock Holmes obsession. He was a fan of the BBC Sherlock and now recognizes it was not a very great show but it's a comfort media for him nonetheless. He just dragged me into rewatching it and... okay, it's playing into a lot of inaccurate Sherlock tropes I don't like but goddamn Martin Freeman carries the whole show. I love his John Watson because it feels like a reasonable version of a modern, younger Watson. He feels real in a way. I do like the fact that even in the first episode, it's established that John and Sherlock can make each other laugh and smile just like in the books. I don't forgive them calling Sherlock a sociopath, however (speaking as someone with a brother that has been diagnosed with being a high-fuctioning sociopath). He's AuDHD to the max and deserves recognition in that department.

All of this to say, I can trace my current Sherlock hyperfixation back to Mega Man. Finding Mega Man in 4th grade led to watching the Ace Attorney anime in late 2021 which led to playing The Great Ace Attorney and that led to listening to Sherlock Holmes. I don't know why I decided to make this post but maybe I might start live blogging this shit? All in all, this is going to be a wild ride.

[emerald-cloud23]

Since I'm lazy when it comes to practicing human anatomy for art I'll have to turn to my only other soothing hobby: writing. But I don't wanna deal with my original stories I'll let you decide which ninja fanfic I should start working on (AU informations below the poll (none include elements from dragons rising!))

SHORT AU EXPLANATIONS:

DEATHBRINGERS: completely different world building, morro is alive, morro & lloyd share the title of green ninja, no tomorrow's tea (lloyd, morro & the core 4 are the same age), morro is wu's biological son, morro and lloyd are literally green cousins, oni & dragon prophecy, zane doesnt know he's a robot, misako trains the ninja instead of wu, no overlord, evil (emperor?) garmadon, no 16 other realms, new serpentine hybrid species, the skulkin, the ghosts, the reawakened, samurai x exists, the ninja didnt actually want to be ninja, no hrumi (sorry but she makes me uncomfy in s9), no pixal?, borg and dr julien work for garmadon (echo zane, mr e, mr f & cryptor are separate characters that work under garm's command), a mystery about nya, spooky-ish(?) themed (as the au name might imply it's inspired by graves, graveyards, death, s5, the caves of despair, dotd, gothic imagery, scythes, dark and desaturated colors, hopelessness, halloween vibes, the cursed realm/preeminent, the departed realm, ghosts, skeletons, dark magic), minor shipping (bits of lava fluff in the beginning, later some sandstorm moments but no major plot points dedicated to shipping), yin-yang/balance of good and evil theme [i have a long note written about all the world building changes, you wouldnt believe me that i came up with this idea in 2mins and it took me 2hrs afterwards to write everything down afterwards]

SHOOTING STARS: based on this and this post of mine, sandstorm shipping, some green cousins, spans from pilots → dotd, unhappy/bittersweet ending, sensei yang, ghosts, the night sky/shooting stars are somewhat important, ghost cole and ghost morro [this is the newest and so far vaguest au i have]

R3W1R3D (rewired): prime empire/video game/cyber inspired, evil lloyd, possessed lloyd, lloyd and kai brother moments, mechanical/electrical stuff, the mechanic [while existing for a while i struggle with developing it as im unfamiliar with working with these themes and its my 1st time to do something serious since it could have nice visuals if i ever made art for it]

[coraniaid]

To the ever growing list of dead adult women in Buffy the Vampire Slayer (Catherine Madison, Jenny Calendar, and Joyce’s friend Pat so far, with at least three more significant names to come over the next three years) we can now add Faith’s first Watcher.  This character never officially gets a name, but she’s called Diana Dormer in the Go Ask Malice tie-in novel and I’ll use that name too just to avoid typing out “Faith’s first Watcher” repeatedly.  ‘Diana’ has zero lines of dialogue and appears on screen for zero minutes (which is pretty bad even by the standards of this show) and after this episode she will never be mentioned by anyone again, but nonetheless I think she’s a very interesting character.

Even if Faith’s arc in Season 3 wasn’t fully planned out from the start, Faith, Hope & Trick establishes quite a lot of what her character will look like going forward.  In particular, we see signs of what she’ll later self-diagnose as a “problem with authority figures” in her initial enthusiasm about the possibility for “having fun” now that she’s “Watcherless and fancy-free”, and in the first of a handful of hints about the circumstances of her pre-Slaying life (“my dead mother hit harder than that”, she tells a vampire mid-fight).  

And we also see, at the end of the episode, that this posture of tough self-sufficiency that Faith assumes is something of an act: that her Watcher’s death has actually had a huge impact on her, one which she’s been trying and failing to suppress since before she arrived in Sunnydale.  It’s surely not a coincidence that we have a scene of Faith hurriedly packing and preparing to flee town this episode which mirrors the scene of Buffy doing the same thing just last episode.  After all, there was a part of the quote from Revelations I omitted earlier: the problem Faith has with authority figures is that “they end up kind of dead”.

What was Faith’s Watcher actually like?  The show doesn’t think to tell us; the writers simply don’t care. All we know about her from this episode, other than that she’s dead, is the vaguest of suggestions that she was older than Giles (since, on seeing Giles, Faith comments that she hadn’t “known they came that young and cute”) and perhaps that she was in rather better standing with the Watcher’s Council (Diana, after all, probably was invited to the retreat, or how else would Faith have known about it?).  We also know that Faith blames herself for not being able to protect Diana from Kakistos (“I was there […] I saw what he did to her [...] I tried to stop him, but I couldn’t.  And I ran.”).  

I think those scraps – a dead, possibly abusive mother who, we’ll learn later, spent a lot of time “enjoying the drinking and passing out parts of life”, and a dead Watcher she wasn’t able to save – explain a lot about how quick Faith is to bond with practically every adult who spends even five minutes making the effort.  From Joyce in this very episode (“your Mom’s really cool, huh?” she tells Buffy within minutes of meeting her, her loyalty bought by a plate of food and the promise of a second soft drink), to Gwendolyn Post in just a few episodes’ time, to the Mayor himself in the second half of this season. Faith has a problem with authority figures, in that she really desperately wants one in her life.

One last thought. 

Something I hadn’t really considered before – and which I’m not sure the writers thought through either – is that Faith knowing about the Watcher’s retreat (and assuming Giles would be at it) means her Watcher must have told her she was going to the retreat herself, presumably sometime shortly before she died.  And at this point, even assuming she was Called soon after Kendra died, Faith can only have known Diana for a couple of months.

So at some point soon after meeting her, and only shortly after finding out about being a Slayer, Faith’s Watcher must have had to sit her down and tell her that she’d be leaving the country for a bit, to go and hobnob and kayak and socialize with the other Watchers in England, and that Faith would have to look after herself again for a little while.  I can imagine Faith playing it tough, like it was no big deal.  Other kids might be scared, but not her.  She can take care of herself, after all, can’t she?

And then her Watcher died, right in front of her eyes, and it turned out that she couldn’t.

Still, this episode at least ends on a positive note.  “The Council has approved our request,” Giles tells Buffy at the end of the episode.  “Faith is to stay here indefinitely.  I’m to look after you both until a new Watcher is assigned.”  Things have been tough – as Buffy notes, Faith had “a lot to deal with” – but she’s got somebody else to look after her now, so everything’s going to be fine forever.

… right?

[saltygilmores]

"Vineyard Valentine" is inarguably the most despised episode of Gilmore Girls, I haven't seen it in years and remember nothing. I'm in the mood for a little Hate Watch.

I've been sufficiently warned. Godspeed, SaltyGilmores.

Minute 10 Update: This show is SO DULL WITHOUT DEAN AND JESS. May the merciful gods of fictional teen dramas forgive me for saying that I miss Dean's shenanigans. Rory insists that Lorelai will "have her wedding". Lorelai Gilmore, did not in fact, have her wedding. I find myself saying eh, Logan is kinda cute I guess? The Logan Slogan: "At Least He's Not Dean" Lorelai says Luke ranted about how Valentine's Day is a corporate greeting card holiday and I'm bummed I did not get to hear the full nuclear rant. Rory's associate at the Yale paper points out that they accidentally printed "S&M" in the paper, and Rory says that's funny, pretending she knows what S&M is. Minute 15 Update: After Lorelai sees this word "spermaceti" in a brochure, she makes like 7 jokes about it over the course of minutes. She also thinks the name "Gay Head" is just deliriously funny. Luke wants to know "where we (he and Lorelai) stand" with his girlfriend's daughter's boyfriend, because that's a normal thing to be concerned about. Luke expresses concern that Rory and Logan might break up during the trip and that their noisy sex (!!!) will keep him awake at night. Some grainy old footage of a seashore that may or may not actually be Martha's Vineyard flashes across the screen, so we feel like we're right there in the middle of the impending shit show with our favorite characters. Minute 20 Update: For the second time, Luke expresses concern that he's going to hear Rory and Logan going at it like wild dogs. Out in the living room, no less. Luke says "okuh" (TWICE!) in a way that would make his nephew proud. Rory tells Lorelai, "its a little weird being in a foursome." Luke makes an incredibly weak pitch to Lorelai about how she's not concerned that Logan "embarrasses Rory". She reacts with a shrug. Luke packed a giant knife in his suitcase, not unlike his nephew before going on one of his killing sprees. Lorelai asks Luke why he packed a "back country" bag full of wilderness supply and he replies "he didn't know what this weekend was". Um? At what point did this show turn Luke into such a drooling moron that he doesn't even know what a beach is? Jesus on crackers and toast. Things Luke is unhappy about: Real estate prices, the temperature, the waves are too loud, the beach smells like sewage. Luke threatens to filet a noisy racoon with his giant murder knife. Minute 25 Update: Rory and Logan like to hit the gym, even though I have no memory of Rory mentioning going to a gym any other time in the entire 7 years this show was on the air and in fact the idea of Rory Gilmore happily and voluntarily working out a a gym is one of the most implausible things I've ever dang heard. However, when we see Lorelai and Rory visit the gym a moment later, it appears that Rory in fact goes to the gym to do nothing except drink cucumber water and look bewildered at the equipment. Lorelai says, "boy, I'm going to be sore in the morning!"

Luke and Logan play basketball. Logan is concerned Luke's shoes don't fit him properly. Luke is suddenly bedecked in head to toe Martha's Vineyard merchandise, and nothing says "Luke Danes" like overpriced merchandise bedecked with logos advertising the name of a town that makes him cranky (Lorelai makes an observation about this). Luke and Logan arrive to find Rory and Lorelai getting shoulder massages from two randos. Lorelai's rando looks like a Dollar Store Luke and Rory's looks like a Dollar Store Hunts Burger. Luke complains that his shoes are smelly after playing sports. Luke goes on an uninspired rant about his shoddily constructed pants and in the vaguest terms, how Logan is sorta annoying. He really needs Jess to show up and raise that blood pressure. Lorelai finds Rory in the kitchen preparing a salad and mashed potatoes. Lorelai says "I don't like to see food being made behind the scenes, yuck!" even though she’s worked at a bed and breakfast for years, her best friend is a chef and she's always in her kitchen getting in her way. Lorelai cannot identify a garlic press, a lemon zester, or a potato masher. Luke says he's never had lobster before. Feels a bit hard to believe. Whatever. He should go on a nuclear rant on the evils of the commercial lobster industry or something and get that blood pressure up. I am so bored. Minute 30 Mark: I am so bored. It's so off putting to see Lorelai being supportive and keeping her nose out of Rory's relationships, and she isn't trying to wiggle into her daughter's boyfriend's pants. I just realized Logan has done nothing in 30 minutes. Luke didn’t buy Lorelai a Valentine's Day gift. Logan bought Rory two pieces of jewelry and offers Luke one to give to Lorelai. He reluctantly accepts the necklace from Logan. The fearsome foursome sit down to dinner where Logan presents Rory with the bracelet. Luke presents Lorelai with the necklace. I make a prediction that Lorelai will notice the identical boxes and realize the necklace and bracelet are from the same store and figure out that Luke forgot VDay and went shopping last minute, then awkwardness will ensue. I am incorrect. Lorelai does remark that the pieces look similar, but Logan covers for Luke and says they went shopping together at the same store. Sure, whatever. The girls appear to fall for the ruse. Luke LOVES lobster. It kick's salmon's ass, it kick's tuna's ass. Luke wants to find a "Good lobster place nears Stars Hollow". Luke begs Lorelai to recommend a place that serves lobster (um. what about the place where she works? probably?) L&L (Luke and Lobster) forever. Lorelai is in bed playing with the necklace. Luke without a hat. Lorelai again laments that their wedding will never come to fruition and Luke assures her it totally will! Blah blah blah, Lorelai sad. Lorelai laments that she lost the deposits that she put down for the wedding. Luke Moneybags Danes says that's okay we'll just pay for everything a second time. Their financial future is bright. Luke and Lorelai saying I love you, kissing and having breakfast in bed? Dang, Season 6 feels so foriegn to me. The next morning in bed after some vigorous lovemaking that kept Logan and Rory up all night, they are discussing a place called Harvey's Beach, it's not clear where this beach is but they've both been there as teenagers, and at this beach Liz smoked someone's used cigarette she found behind a concession stand. That's our Liz. Luke claims to have not visited a beach since he was 18. I was about to hit my MINOR PLOTHOLE ALARM button as Lorelai once said she went swimming with Luke but it turns out she said the lake and not the ocean. I retract my alarm. Minute 35 mark: While Lorelai and Luke are lounging in bed, Mitchum Huntzberger barges through the door. Logan and Mitchum scream at each other. I do not care enough about these characters to care one iota about this. Not even half an iota. I cannot get over Scott's hair here, for some reason. The many varied ways the style team have attempted to disguise his thinning hair, it amuses me.

Four minutes to go. I shall render my verdict shortly. Nothing's happening, nothing's happening, Skip, skip, skip to my loo my darling...

Is Mitchum sending Logan on a top secret spy mission? Maybe. I dont know. Logan's going to London. Eventually. Well, nice knowing ya pal. Logan gives Rory the keys to the Porsche which seems like a pretty terrible idea. Luke returns home in a curiously chipper mood, I guess he and Lorelai snuck in a quickie before they went home. Or during the trip home. Everyone in Stars Hollow would be in a much better mood if they could just get laid once in a while. Lorelai compliments Luke's ass. Emily put a wedding in announcement in the paper. Lorelai just happens to have a copy of that paper sitting next to the answering machine as she plays the message. Salty is ready to render her verdict. Ahem. THIS is the worst episode of the entire series? THIS ONE? REALLY?? REALLY REALLY? Come on, people. I was warned I had to be drunk to watch this episode. Love you @frazzledsoul. Happy birthday. I really think I should be passed out drunk while watching much of the second and third season, to be quite honest. Lost and Found? There's the Rub? Teach me Tonight? Those episodes are where I truly suffer. I finished the episode in one sitting, and at no point was I enraged nor mildly perturbed, distressed, annoyed, peeved or po'd. My blood pressure remained true and steady. Season 6 is a full on shit circus and this is not just the worst episode of the season but the whole SHOW? Damn it that episode was SO DULL AND BORING and downright PLEASANT AND I ENJOYED IT OKAY! Hmmph. Luke was whiny, but it was so minor it didn't even register. (you know who is really a whiny little bitch? Randall Pearson). Where was that bracelet thing going? I was expecting Lorelai to realize that Luke forgot to buy her a Valentine's Day gift. Nothing happened. At all. Ever. Logan contributed nothing. He was perfectly tolerable. Rory didn't annoy me. Lorelai didn't even annoy me! Except for her stupid sperm jokes! All of the drama happened in the last 4 minutes. The ridiculous plot holes and silly details made me smile. The Luke and Logan dopplegangers, Luke saying Okuh and packing a hunting kinfe in his suitcase, some new Liz lore, NO APRIL, god I hate April! I loved it. I give it a B-. Salty out.

[roykiller07]

i am always so scared and avoidant of explaining my identity to anybody (even, if not especially, myself) in any more words than the vaguest description possible ("im trans these r my pronouns and im a lesbian") because i cant telepathically transmit my gender into their brain so theyll never understand the complexity of it and will think something is wrong with it because im 100% nothing if not a lesbian but my nonbinaryness does not necessarily exclude manhood but it also does at the same time?? idk. wish ppl would stop trying to get me to explain my nonbinary identity in binary terms (im ppl nobody is asking me to say anything more than what i already do)

that comedian was so right i am a man in the way that kraft singles are cheese. it presents like it would be in the same category, it tastes like an offputting version of the real cheeses, a lot of people would call it cheese and it calls itself cheese too unless legally restricted but when you look at the actual content it is an entirely completely different substance. which doesnt make it any less a cheese persay but certainly also makes it definitely NOT a cheese at the same time. and its way better on grilled cheese than normal cheese is. not sure how that fits into the metaphor but its important to me

the same can be said for the way that im a woman and for both a large majority of the "ingredients" are completely internalizations of external inputs instead of any actual innate part of my being, like being a girl in the weird girl by mommy long legs way or in the impact of growing up a girl in a sexist society way or in the betty grof way or in the autistic female cartoon characters way or in the when choosing which character was OUR character growing up amidst my siblings in any game or show, often ending up w the only girl instead of just anyone that resonated with me way (was always mad at the games/shows for only having one girl, never upset about having to be her instead of someone else unless one of my siblings took the cool genderless-esque one) (maya and zero from borderlands...) or in the im my mother's daughter way or like being a guy in the random stray cat of indeterminate sex way or in the when every new person got confused about my gender as an androgynous kid, laughing super hard with my whole class/whoever was there about how dumb they were but always avoiding answering/correcting them clearly and getting upset if someone else told them i was a girl way or in the feeling very uncomfortable when anyone but my family specifically called out that i was a girl as a kid way (when alex tried to tell me i was the ruler QUEEN not the ruler KING for my collection of rulers..... die) or in the im my brothers brother way or in the drag king way or in the tboy swag of harold tdi way or you know i could go on for literal eons and still feel like i didn't list enough. plus a lot of the items on BOTH lists apply to BOTH options

and besides that im also like totally disconnected from gender?? i definitely still feel agender and genderfluid at the same time all the time not to mention the constant banging at the door in the back of my head for catgender begging to be let out. overall point blank period i know that the reason i feel this way about my gender is because im autistic and when social constructs don't come naturally to me that includes gender. but that's never like. a definitive enough answer for other people or for my own sanity and it makes me mad because NOBODY UNDERSTANDSSS MEEEEEEE [emo crying on knees]

whatever who actually cares (me)

i think the last time i felt properly fully self expressed was when i was 10 and had a scratch account named mr fox and used a persona called mr fox on it and part of what was special about me was that my name was mr fox but i was actually a girl even though i would throw up if someone called me a miss or mrs