#anyway so it felt weird to include

[real-reulbbr-band]

Wrong cat died host convinced Megan and Erica to try playing up Demelurina and they ended up getting really into it and believe it makes sense!

(The Wrong cat died - episode 100) Featuring Erica Lee Cianciulli and Megan Arseneau with the cast of cats US Tour 6, 2023.

[lotus-pear]

free will is drawing ur two favorite characters together and making them gay

[weishenkun]

kuntdown 2024 ♡ music videos

[thedreadvampy]

sometimes I forget that my experience has been. um. not 'your experiences are not universal' vibes but more like 'your experiences are EXTREMELY atypical'

[dangerliesbeforeyou]

ok sardines headcanons & character thoughts let's go

(aka cos i've been writing a carl x stu fic i've ofc been thinking about them constantly so i have thoughts and i'm making them in a post lol)

carl:

so in the ep they mention he has 2 sisters, rebecca the youngest, and caroline who isn't there but i headcanon as being the middle child, which ofc makes carl the oldest which SO fits with his whole vibe imo!

& i also think because rebecca is younger it maybe explains why she's less affected by the whole thing w/ their father (and why she still calls him daddy, like look, i'm a youngest child, i know we have the reputation of being the spoilt favourites lol) & also why caroline wasn't there! (also the subtle hint as to why, when the nanny mentions how it's been a while since she saw 'the boys'... as in caroline literally moved to another country with her sons to stop her father's abuse Yikes...)

(also i LOVED the sibling moment where pip calls rebecca a bitch and they both turn and glare at him lol... )

also r&s always have amazing costumes in their stuff that speak SO much to the characters and carl's is no different!! that he's wearing a 3 piece suit to a party, keeping as much of himself covered up as possible!

even the way he shoves himself further into the corner of the wardrobe as more people come in... it all speaks to his struggles with intimacy brought on by that childhood trauma...

stu:

i love that on the surface stu doesn't feel overly complex: he's camp he's gay he makes jokes he drinks, that's about it BUT the closer you look at him and esp his relationship to carl it reveals there's so much more to his character than just that!

for me he totally has youngest sibling energy tbh! (not just saying this cos i love oldest sibling/youngest sibling relationship dynamics lol) he maybe didn't get said no to often as a kid, but at the same time is aware of how often he plays mediator between his parents and his older siblings (no i'm not projecting shut UP), so when he lashes out at carl and makes the intimacy issue remark it felt just like that: that he was lashing out trying to get a reaction (cos stu is crass but i don't see him as cruel, and 100% he would have understood why carl has those issues even if carl hadn't properly told him everything about it yet...)

+ all the times he made his innuendos and jokes and carl shut him down, he's fully aware of what he's doing and obviously enjoys pushing his buttons lol (see the 'you're pretty when you're angry' remark he makes about rebecca and carl lol) and i love that we get a glimpse of carl doing the same when he makes the roommate remark lol

there is obviously still turbulence there (mostly brought on by the fact carl is back in the place he was abused so it's like... understandable he would be on edge and snapping at stu), and with every rewatch i am constantly desperate for them to make actual amends before the final reveal, but what gets me is how much love you can still feel between them despite all the animosity :')

oh also stu is a hairdresser i decided lol it just fits perfectly lol (how beautifully styled his hair is in the episode, him loving to gossip and chat and make jokes, i can literally HEAR him say 'you doing anything nice on your holidays?' lol)

[shoyoist]

realized i can talk about this here LMAO so i just finished the poppy war trilogy (r. f. kuang) a few days ago and i feel like i have a lot of unpopular opinions on that series... finished it and felt so incredibly angry that i did a google search to see if anyone agreed with me and,, i didn't see anyone agreeing with me ?? elaborating in the tagss

[collieii]

i'm sure it's been said but i do love how trimax handles wolfwoods death. i've seen so many stories that have characters die and they just go away after. i'm really used to stories where the other characters aren't allowed to grieve, the story keeps going and it feels like the other characters aren't really affected or get over it really easily. but in trimax wolfwoods death is so important. we see other characters grieving him. vash protecting the orphanage, expanding his power when he really shouldn't, because it was wolfwood's home, even though wolfwood is already gone. he gets an actual burial. vash and livio eating their way through the grief, which is more comedic but still shows us how important he was to the two of them, sets up how in many ways they're fighting in his memory.

even after he's gone he's still present in the story in such a strong way. we can see how he's affected the other characters, even when they don't explicitly mention him it's obvious that they're thinking about him. what he did when he was alive, and his death itself, are so important to the story even after he's not there. not just in a really abstract "this is someone we lost" way (though there are a lot of times his death and sacrifice motivate vash and livio to fight harder!) he's present in the finale in a material way to livio, who uses his serums to help fight against elendira, which ofc also ties into the way wolfwoods choice to ally with vash and fight against knives gave livio strength to do the same. wolfwood showed him that there are things worth fighting for, things worth protecting. that your body is a weapon, but you can choose what to do with it, use it for something meaningful.

and the way vash kills legato in order to save livio? vash outright says that he did it to protect what wolfwood fought for, sacrificed his life for. it's tied to the ongoing arc between vash and wolfwood, their conflict over the necessity of killing others. wolfwood pushed vash into having an understanding of his views when he was alive, demonstrating the necessity of that violence. simultaneously, vash inspired wolfwood to follow his path, a kinder one. vash remembers what wolfwood said to him, and his death gives those words added poignancy. wolfwood well and truly sacrificed everything to protect what he loved and fight for what he believed in. how can vash let that go to waste? he sacrifices something just as meaningful to himself, and he pulls the trigger. it brings him closer to wolfwood in a way he never was before. he understands now, fundamentally, what motivates people, motivated wolfwood, to act as he did when he took lives. there are so many other ways wolfwood is present in the story after his death i can't talk about all of them but it makes me so crazy

[uncanny-tranny]

It's very nice to know that other trans guys have had that first masc haircut (undercut, nothing special, you have no clue how to style the longer hair at the top)

[faaun]

ok let's catch up quickly

[ronanlynchbf]

and then an overwhelming sense of dread apear.

[the-oracle-of-the-lost]

ok i'm going to sleep but for the first time in months there has been progress on my quest to quantify how much dialogue each Star Trek character has!!! i've located and fixed the mysterious error that was giving me grief last time i was working on this project and now know what i need to get done — basically just making graphs for each individual character per season and then writing up the relevant tumblr posts with a brief interpretation. i did TOS tonight and it took about 2 hours so fingers crossed i'll knock the rest of them out in a few days and can finally share my results!

[304wv66]

10.20.2023 // gonna get bit by that thing

also bonus crop from the desktop wallpaper because i liked it, it made me happy 🥺

[violetnaps]

second first draft - hueco mundo timeloop fic. basically just The Scene.

It’s not working.

She knows what the problem is. There’s only ever been one problem. Aizen, Matsuri says.

Me, Orihime thinks.

It’s funny, almost. Matsuri doesn’t even talk about her adoptive captain anymore. In every other attempt, he’d been at the forefront of her focus, right next to Fujimaru. (She’d promised, over and over, as many times as it took – she’ll never let him die. Half for the sake of this boy she’s never met, because she’d had a brother too, once, and half for the sake of the girl next to her who’d die with him in more ways than one. So, really, it’s not for him at all, and she almost feels sorry for it.)

Nowadays, she just lingers by Orihime’s side, nervous as the day they met. There is power thrumming under her hands that Orihime cannot touch. That Orihime does not want to touch. Matsuri is stronger than her, but not much else. They can’t rely on such unstable power. They shouldn’t have to. It’s Orihime that’s the problem.

She’s starting to lose track of how many times it’s been.

It’s always around here that she loses her nerve. The first time, she’d only gone back just far enough to undo that gaping hole. This can’t be, is what she’d thought. I reject, I reject, I reject!

And so it had been undone.

Only to happen again.

She’d watched, then, horrorstruck, wondering if the reversal had been a trick of her mind. A vain, pointless hope. It’s always going to be this way. You’re not strong enough, Ulquiorra says.

But still–

She can’t just sit here and watch.

The thing wearing Kurosaki-kun’s body stabs Ishida-kun and she screams.

I reject!

And then she’s in her room, on the dawn of that terrible day, listening to the blonde shinigami explain the importance of the white clothes. “Matsuri-san,” she says, forgetting that she hadn’t introduced herself yet, “Matsuri-san, you have to help me.”

Matsuri hadn’t liked her much, in that one. Not much else changed besides that.

Or the next, or the next, or the next.

But something’s gone wrong, now. So terribly, completely, utterly wrong. Even more so than before. Even more so than Kurosaki-kun’s walking corpse that she can never truly unwind out of existence – oh, she hates this part, she truly does – and she prepares herself for the impact, for Ulquiorra and Kurosaki-kun and Ishida-kun, and there’s Loly and Menoly behind her, and then–

Matsuri’s flower bursts into flames.

“Hold on to this for me, won’t you?” she'd said. “It was a gift from Konoka-sama.”

Orihime had felt the weight of her hairpins very keenly as she’d accepted, gingerly tucking it away. She’d accepted the explanations so easily – “I’m such a messy fighter, you know, and Gin always aims where it hurts, the jerk. And… I don’t think Seigen-sama likes looking at it very much.”

Seigen-sama has barely looked at her in all the time Orihime’s known her. It wasn’t always like that, she knows, and she’d thought that explained it.

But then Matsuri’s flower bursts into flames, and a tiger emerges.

It shakes its mane, fends off Loly and Menoly with frustrating ease, and hisses. The voice that emerges from it rings distantly familiar, almost like– “Kotomaru,” she recognises suddenly, except… that can’t be right. Can zanpakuto even exist outside their blades like this? And if Kotomaru is here–

What is Matsuri fighting with?

“You still don’t get it? She went off to die.”

That can’t be.

She’d handed her the flower and smiled. Tucked the red rope into it so lovingly, like she meant every word. Just for safekeeping, truly. She’d thought– she’d thought she finally got it right this time, finally convinced Matsuri from the start–

“As long as either one survives, so too will I. She left me here to protect you.”

“No,” Orihime says, “no, no, you can’t, you’re– you’re her sword! You have to go to her!”

Kotomaru sniffs. “I cannot. I have been excised, cast out from the whole. I am no longer the part of the entity that calls itself both Kotomaru and Ryujomaru. I am only Kotomaru, and my only vessel is in your hands.”

This wasn’t supposed to happen.

She’d known– of course, Ichimaru had been planning something, and this time around Matsuri had acted first, but–

Not like this.

Even if it takes another dozen tries, not like this.

Orihime is the problem. This whole thing – Kurosaki-kun’s corpse, Ulquiorra, Matsuri – if she hadn’t been here… there must be another way.

Another path, beyond Hueco Mundo. Before Matsuri had to raise her sword on her brother. Before anything started at all.

Kotomaru flinches, eyes glassy and distant. A gut-wrenching scream echoes from outside the tower, in that same hauntingly familiar voice that Kotomaru used. Orihime clutches the flower, red rope wrapped around her hands.

First, she thinks, I’ll come find you. Wherever you are. If Aizen could do it, Urahara-san can, too. She’ll make sure of it.

Then, with Kotomaru’s warmth wrapped around her–

I reject.

[jorvikzelda]

today i had this Vivid memory flash through my mind of kissing my ex boyfriend (this was like 2018) and i felt so viscerally fucking revolted and I gotta say. it is truly impressive that I didn’t realise I’m a lesbian sooner than fucking half a year ago

[dragoninahumancostume]

My favorite part of being alive is that I've never felt welcome in any space except for that one year when I thought I was a non-binary bisexual asexual girl when I was 13 :)

[advisorsage]

Anyone else see The Spider at the ass crack of dawn every morning but only when opening your right eye or is that just me?