#and then she met the party

[morganbritton132]

Robin fully thinks that Dustin is a dog that was sent to obedience school and not a human child that went to summer camp because Steve talks about him like:

Steve, sighing wistfully: I just miss the little guy, you know?

Robin: ?

Steve, right after servicing ice cream to a guy: That’s my mailman. Dustin fuckin’ hates that guy. Goes crazy when he sees him.

Steve: *does not elaborate on Dustin’s long standing feud with the postal service*

Steve: My parents are actually kinda happy that’s he’s gone. They think he’s loud.

Robin, thinking of her neighbor’s dog: Yeah, they’re like that.

Steve: And the jumping, they hate that.

Steve: - bunch of chocolate. Got an upset stomach and threw up.

Robin: They can’t have chocolate.

Steve: Yeah, I know. He’ll throw up!

Steve: Dustin’s coming back next week. I think I’m going to get him a welcome back gift. Got any ideas?

Robin: Something that squeaks?

Boy, walking up to the counter: Hi

Robin: Hi

Boy: I’m Dustin

Robin, internally: *no one can ever know any of my thoughts ever*

[beas-mind]

Anok Yai wearing quine li for vogue’s annual pre-met party

[boarloved-art]

ghost girl no longer wip...they did it...they made it out of wip-dom.....

[venusmage]

Starlit, an npc from the Waterdeep game I DM!

[royalarchivist]

Denix: My English is better than my Portuguese.

Pac: Seriously?

Choke: You can't speak in English, Pac?

Pac: [Heavily accented] I can speak English a little bit if you want, but I don't- I'm not good at English anymore because I'm not used to English.

Choke: You are a liar! Because I saw your English.

Pac: My Eng– you saw my English with Fit? [Laughs]

Choke: Yes.

Pac: That's true, Choke has met Fit before.

Choke: I did! It was at a restaurant.

Pac: Really, it's very cool, very cool.

[kindchenschema]

Olivia Wilde holding stuffed animals at the FOX All-Star Party at the Pier, 2008.

[beedreamscape]

This has to be the last thing I say on C3 finale because otherwise, I will not stop, it simply baffles me in its mediocrity. And obviously, this will be negative, if you loved it, good for you, this is my takeaway as someone who loved this campaign and was severely let down.

This finale changes everything that came before and not for good, better yet, it emphasizes all the faults in the structure of what c3 tried to be, it made most of the campaign feel like a true exercise in futility — How far can we go in a campaign that is meandering and unsatisfying? How long can we have the same discussion over and over and over again despite everyone knowing how this will end? How long can we drag out characters that don't change without anyone noticing? (spoiler everyone noticed)

Can't say I was emotionally invested in the finale because I tapped out back in the 70s, came back for Aeor/Downfall shenanigans, and left again. But in experiencing the finale something became clear to me:

THIS STORY NEEDED TO BE SHORTER.

WITH ANOTHER PARTY AT THE HELM.

If the objective from the very conception of C3 was to wipe out the gods, that had to be clear from the very start. And it wasn't clear, at all — not in the characters, not in the starting city, not in theme. This was a completely different campaign at the start! That clarity was what made Calamity so great, it was short and precise, and every pc SERVICED THE THEME, filled with hubris and contempt, not to mention the setting.

Even Ludinus went in circles for convenience of the campaign length and became a weaker opponent for it, more of a nuisance than a villain. The threat he posed at episode 50 was much stronger than now at 120 something. The battle against Otohan was more nail-biting and emotionally engaging than fighting Ludinus and Predathos, a god eater!!!!

This campaign would've benefited from three to four acts instead of one overarching objective like the past campaigns because urgency is the name of the game and we can't carry urgency for 70 episodes straight (and they didn't).

The constant inclusion of the other parties made it clear how easy it was to detach BH from the story, how easy and fun it was for them to tell it through another party's eyes (one of the main reasons why I walked away back when I did, but that's more of a personal preference).

Which is not to say Bells Hell's didn't deserve a long story! They could very well have existed in a more intimate campaign which these characters were clearly built for! Their premises begged for closer looks in slow moments, something tragicomical, exploration of the inner world while developing MARQUET and its microcosm of injustice and politics which was left in the dust mid-campaign (pun intended).

And I'm not suggesting this just for our enjoyment, I know it's them playing and their enjoyment comes first blah blah, though this is a multi-million company therefore their jobs but this would contribute to their enjoyment! You could see several moments in the campaign how tapped out they felt and acted. I doubt it was "fun" discussing the gods situation ad naseaum, trudging through landscapes they barely cared about, with empty arcs.

I could nitpick every fault I see in the finale but it would be pointless, these issues have been dragged from ages ago and poor character matching, and now this is a culmination of everything and it barely fazes me anymore.

(And yeah it's their game and it's "free", but that doesn't undermine its weight as a story, stories were made be analyzed, and it was a poorly structured one no matter how much I still like and admire them as people.)

WHICH is not to say I had no fun at all ever, I did! several times! and that's what makes me upset, it could've been great instead is just meh.

[recurring-polynya]

In under the wire, but Happy Birthday to @kaicko ! (it's still 12/18 in my time zone 😂) Everyone had good coats in the Cour 2 OP, I felt that Hisana deserved a good coat, too!

[theladyofbloodshed]

it's kind of funny how tamlin stated there was no such thing as a high lady (because there still isn't; the magic has never chosen a woman and it is just a title) but as his wife, feyre would have been doing more for the spring court as its lady than she currently does as High Lady of the night court

[puretopia]

[kermdoeswriting]

Google Maps: Batman's Secret Worst Enemy

Part 1 (Ur Here) || Part 2 Coming soon

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One irrefutable, widely known fact about Marinette Dupain-Cheng is that she likes to have her friends around her at all times if she can. 

If Marinette wants to work on commissions, then there's at least 3 people in her room just hanging out while she finishes her work. If she wants to go look around the Louvre for inspiration, then she's usually flanked by 4 of her friends and they go find Andres' cart after. 

She’s very friend orientated.

It's just a fact. 

Being this way has honestly led to some interesting on the fly hangouts for the entire Miracle Court. Overall her need to have friends around constantly led to one of the funniest events that she would ever host, Miraculous Game Night.

It started originally as a pretty standard night of just hanging out and playing games. Friendship and team building pushed together into one!

Theoretically, it should have worked out.

Obviously, it didn’t end up doing that. 

From board games to video games, it was a genuine mess. Everyone in the Court was just too competitive to play any of the games properly, which led to stakes being upped and bets being placed pretty frequently. 

All of those bets and stakes snowballed from there into a bigger mess. The team itself were all too close to each other to NOT know any tells the other may have. 

Trauma bonding tended to have that effect on people.

Somehow, even with all of that to face, a normal person who never met them would probably think, 'It couldn't possibly be any worse than that, right?'

But Mari knows better.

She also knows she'd laugh at that person before shoving them out the door, laughter trailing behind them like she was a crazy maniac. 

Imagine a group of rich kids betting against each other while also being trauma-bonded, unable to lie to each other since they can read your every move and add in tiny concepts of ancient god-like beings attached to each of those rich kid players.

The problems just spiraled worse.

From a snowball to a snow avalanche. 

It ALSO didn't help that these gods helped their charges to cheat each round if they felt like it. And that there was nothing anyone could do to stop them from doing just that if the Kwamis felt like it.

To combat this, Marinette had come up with a small form of punishment she liked to call the "Off Brand Geoguesser" round.

If a player in between rounds was caught cheating in any way, they were subjected to sit down in front of her computer with Google Maps opened up to a random location of their kwamis choice. The offender would have to then (in under 5 minutes) figure out where they were on Google Maps with only 3 movements in either direction.

The only one to know the true location, beyond the kwami, was the Guardian aka Marinette Dupain-Cheng. She would only reveal the answer if the cheater lost or if they somehow managed to guess right.

On top of that, their miraculi were confiscated temporarily to prevent further cheating.

If the player didn't get the answer in time then they lost whatever game they had originally been playing automatically. Even if they originally had been winning the entire game.

It added better stakes, strangely enough, and the team always needed to play the round at least once or twice on a single game night day.

The night they found out Batman's identity wasn't actually any different.

Luka had been subjected to the Timeout chair after it was discovered he had been using second chance to cheat in their game of uno. With Sass having chosen the location, Luka had maybe 3 more minutes to spare.

Marinette had honestly never seen him guessing faster.

She held his miraculi in her hand loosely, watching over the group as she lazily leaned against her ladder. Mari loved when they all got together for these nights.

It was something small to look forward to in the middle of a literal emotional war with a magic terrorist. As depressing as that thought was to think about.

Luka used his last click and his laugh brought her back into the moment as it echoed in the room. He had most likely noticed something that would help him narrow down the location even further. 

Mari looked around his tall frame to see the Wayne Manor entrance, something she only even knew from research for their grade wide field trip next week, and can’t help but shake her head.

Of course he would somehow get lucky playing the punishment game.

She just watches as Alya immediately starts to argue with Luka, screeching about how unfair this was that he got a location so easy and that he had to have cheated a second time somehow. Adrien rolled his eyes beside her before taking a moment to smack her side with a pillow in an effort to protect Luka silently.

All that does is make the room explode into different sets of people fighting. Chloe and Nino jumped on top of Adrien to smother him with their own pillows from home from behind right after Alya was attacked.

Sabrina looked determined to fight with Chloe to defend Adrien, grinning as she continuously smacked the trio with her pillow. Luka was laughing so hard at the fighting that Mari watched as he had to catch himself from falling off her roller chair and breaking it.

His laughter earned him a pillow to the face.

Kagami and Felix were the only ones not involved in the slightest, taking their standing right next to Marinette the second it had even started.

“How long do you think they'll take this time? 5 minutes? 10?” 

Kagami snorted at Marinette's question, arms folded across her chest as she watched over their group of squabbling friends.

“I'd say 20.” Felix replied dryly for the both of them, eyes sparkling with amusement despite frowning at the group below them.  

It all goes wrong before Marinette can even open her mouth to reply to both of them. 

"Is that fuckin Bruce Wayne?" Escapes from someone's mouth in the room, effectively cutting off any fighting from continuing and making everyone look over to the computer to see. 

There, in all his rich kid glory, was Bruce Wayne. He was covered in all sorts of bruises, or at least seem to be since it was still pixelated, as he stood in front of Wayne Manor. He stood there, shining on screen in the most accurate looking Batman costume she had ever really seen.

Too accurate to be even considered a fake costume at all.

Marinette couldn't really look away from the screen at that revelation, feeling all of her life flashing before her eyes as her mind ruins through a million world ending scenarios at once.

The room stayed silent for a long while as Marinette started to mentally plan how to deal with this information before Chloe broke all her worries with a half caring shrug.

“Yeah this makes sense."

Alya jumped up shortly after to rebuttal that comment with a large "WHAT!?" and Adrien just nodded beside her in agreement, as if he had known it all along. The action just made Nino react and Alya looked burned thoroughly by his betrayal.

Bruce Wayne being Batman was very weird, but if Chloe wasn't too worried over it then Marinette wouldn't be either.

Having planning for if Batman came to deal with them over this wouldn't hurt though...

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Or basically,

The Miraculous team have off brand Geoguesser nights sometimes using google maps. It very obviously doesn't go well when Batman shows up.

With no mask. And also in front of Wayne Manor.

Rip Bozo lmao

[bmpmp3]

finding out ur coworker is way older than you thought and having to very quickly reorient how you talk to them

[wickerfemme]

Can I ask how you and your girlfriend met?

Sure! It's sort of funny, as our meeting hinges on me doing multiple things I've never done very often (as a recluse who doesn't have a social life).

A band I like was in town, and I had planned on seeing them alone but while waiting for doors to open I bumped into a couple of friends, who were in turn waiting for a couple of friends –– who proved to be my now-girlfriend (celebrating her birthday) and her best friend, neither of whom I'd ever met. We all got something to eat after the show and hung out for a bit, but it was very much one of those nights out spent with friends of friends where you're not sure you're likely to meet these people again. A couple of months later I went to this princess-themed party that some friends were hosting; my now-gf was also in attendance, and we ended up walking home together. Now, what you need to know about this walk is that my now-girlfriend was radiating 'I wanna kiss you' signals the whole time; she was flirting without any degree of subtlety. At the same time, I was all 'gee, this girl knows a lot about movies; how cool'. We parted at a bus stop near my house that wasn't at all convenient for her to get home, after her sending out a big cartoonish laser beam of 'you should invite me back to your place' energy and me saying 'well, nice meeting you! goodnight!'.

Further contextual information: even before the concert, her best friend was aware of me through the social grapevine and had a crush on me, but as she's married channelled that crush into persuading my now-gf to date me instead. At the show, they knew who I was and to me they were just 'some loud girls my friends know'.

Anyway, another maybe three months go by, during which my now-girlfriend found every opportunity to find me in a social context and flirt with me, each time being rebuffed by my perfect obliviousness, before she realised I was never going to pick up a single signal she was putting out, and she just messaged me and asked me out directly. Medium-OK first date! The second was way better and the reason we're together!

[apricote]

[ramblinglunaticssramblings]

My ex just started talking to a new girl a WEEK (7 days!!!) after we broke up, and his defense is "Well i haven't been in love with you for months!" I just know Will graham would never do this to me. Yes. He would run away with a cannibal instead, but he's mentally ill, i get him.

[tennessoui]

ok this is so self-indulgent that yall are gonna run me off my blog but

au where obi-wan hosts fancy wine&dinner parties, as he’s a renowned chef and retired sommelier (wine expert). the theme of this party is for everyone to bring a bottle of wine and a food that they think will pair well with the tasting notes in their chosen wine, and be prepared to explain their choices to the rest of the dinner-goers.

when anakin (invited by padmé, currently in grad school, easily the youngest and dirtiest person to have ever sat on obi-wan’s nice leather settee) shows up with a bottle of wine that still has the price tag on it ($13 for a “maker’s red mix”) and a bag of flaming hot cheetos, obi-wan knows they’re absolutely going to have hate sex about it

then anakin gets up for his turn to explain his choice and he bullshits so fantastically well, using all the words he just heard these upper class bougie snobs say and using them correctly, that obi-wan is genuinely actually impressed.

oh they’re still going to have hate sex, 100%, but now obi-wan respects the man enough to make him breakfast in the morning

(it’s eggs benedict florentine with house-made hollandaise sauce and freshly baked english muffins obi-wan got up early to bake, and halfway through poaching the final egg he looks over and anakin is leaning against his counter, eating granola by the handful out of the bag as he watches)