#anyways ignore me and my silly little theories

[tending-the-hearth]

tony awards performance theories mainly going off of the fact that brody, joshua, and sky are all nominated:

mashup of "great expectations" and "grease got a hold" OR "stay gold" and "grease got a hold" (this is the one i'm mostly leaning towards since it makes the most sense) (most likely "stay gold" over "great expectations" since it features both sky and brody)

"far away from tulsa" or "stay gold" leading into "little brother" or "run run brother", which would be a really cool tony's mashup

the opening lines of "tulsa '67" leading into "grease got a hold" leading into either "far away from tulsa" or "death's at my door" (which is personally the one i'm manifesting because i will cry my fucking eyes out)

like it'd be the "as i stepped out into the bright sunlight" line into joshua starting off with "i hereby declare that ponyboy curtis" and going into "grease got a hold", then going from darry saying "you want to be a fighter, then know just what you're fighting for" into "death's at my door" when johnny sings "i had no reason to live back in tulsa"????? literally would sob my heart out on the floor (if you can't tell this is the mashup or some form of the mashup that i'm hoping for lmao)

HOWEVER they could possibly do "great expectations" leading into the final chunk of the finale, starting with joshua joining in with brody until the very end (which would also make me sob)

i feel like in some way they're going to do a full cast number, due to the best musical nomination, which is why i think "grease got a hold" is probably going to get featured (and also ofc because joshua is nominated and he's the lead in that song) (also because they're also up for best choreo), but with how much they've been using "stay gold" and "great expectations" as their promo/tv spot songs, i'd love to see "far away from tulsa" or "death's at my door" as one of the tony award songs because they'd be PERFECT for sky and brody to duet with

whatever way they go 'm literally so excited for their performance and will be watching the tony awards JUST for them <3

[kits-ships]

told myself that i dont care for any of the goo/d ome/ns theories out there but for some reason my brain just went

[icelogged]

LMAO. sorry i just could never even fathom because i deadass forgot that people do that 😭😭 <3 love and light

[haytan]

THAT WAY | T.M

I fell even more in love with Tate while writing this. I have several asks for Tate, so there will be more to come.

𓍼 WORD COUNT: 2396

𓍼 SUMMARY: You and Tate have always been best friends, but what if one night that changes?

𓍼 WARNINGS: fluff, angst.

the soft glow of the bedside lamp illuminates the room as you throw yourself onto tate’s bed, laughing at something silly the two of you just joked about. the familiar scent of tate’s perfume mixes with the faint aroma of forgotten popcorn in the corner. for anyone else, it would be just another ordinary night. but for you, your heart beats faster than you’d like to admit.

especially after the time you both almost kissed. your breath shaky from the alcohol and the shared quiet, only for both of you to pull away at the last second, too afraid to take that step, and unsure of what it would mean.

tate comes out of the bathroom, distracted, scrolling through her phone. she’s wearing pajamas you’ve never seen before—a pair of short cotton shorts and a top that seems to reveal more than it should. nothing dramatic, but just enough to make you swallow hard.

“comfy over there?” she tosses her phone onto the nightstand before lying down beside you.

“mm-hmm,” you mumble.

tate sighs and pulls the blanket over, casually draping her arm around your waist. it’s something you’ve always done, but tonight, it feels different.

she giggles, tightening her arm around your waist. “you’re so small. i could crush you so easily like this,” she jokes, squeezing a little more as if testing her theory.

“small? not at all,” you protest, trying to stifle your laugh as you squirm to get free. “i’m just… compact.”

“compact? that’s a good one,” she lets out a soft giggle. “okay, compact. bet you couldn’t even get me off this bed if you tried.”

“oh, really?” you raise an eyebrow, accepting the challenge as you try to push tate off the bed. but it’s hard to focus with her arm still firmly wrapped around your waist. “i just can’t because you’re… like, glued to me!”

“sorry, but you’re my official pillow,” she laughs and refuses to budge. mcrae tilts her chin, resting it on your shoulder, leaving your faces dangerously close. “besides, you’re soft. like a cloud.”

“a cloud?!” you roll your eyes, feigning indignation. “that doesn’t even make sense, tate.”

“it does. a warm, fluffy, slightly clumsy cloud,” a mischievous smile spreading across her lips as she pokes your side.

“i’m not clumsy,” you try to keep your tone serious, but a smile forces its way onto your face. “you’re the clumsy one. remember that time you slipped on stage in front of everyone?”

“hey! that wasn’t my fault. the floor was slippery.”

“sure it was,” you bite your lip, trying not to laugh louder.

“okay, very funny,” pokes you again. “but at least i don’t trip while walking in a straight line.”

you’re speechless for a moment, staring at tate with a challenging smile. “that was a low blow,” you try to sound offended, but laughter escapes your lips anyway.

for a moment, the room falls silent again, the only sound being the faint giggles lingering as tate rests her head once more on your shoulder. the closeness between you feels even stronger now, the comforting weight of the girl by your side making it impossible to ignore the warmth rising to your face.

“you’re really quiet now,” tate comments, her voice soft and full of curiosity.

“just… thinking,”

“thinking about what?” she tilts her head slightly, as if trying to figure out what’s going on in your mind.

you hesitate for a second, the words on the tip of your tongue, but your courage seems to vanish whenever tate’s eyes meet yours. “nothing important,”

tate narrows her eyes suspiciously but smiles. “alright. for now, i’ll let it go. but one day, i’ll figure you out, you clumsy little cloud.”

…

the lights flicker in shades of blue and purple, matching the rhythm of the loud music that vibrates through the walls of the venue. after marking and unmarking several times, you, tate, conan, and jenna finally arrive at the party, each commenting on how crowded the place is. the smell of alcohol mixed with expensive perfumes fills the air, while laughter and voices echo all around.

"okay, this place is packed," conan says, looking around with a carefree smile. "i bet half of these people weren't even invited."

"half? more like two-thirds," jenna replies, laughing as she adjusts her leather jacket.

tate, by your side, seems distracted, scrolling through her phone, but you notice that she keeps glancing at you every now and then. as always, she prefers to stay close, even if she doesn't say anything.

you find a quieter spot by the bar, where jenna starts talking to someone she knows. despite the loud music, you can hear the sound of tate’s messages coming in, one after another. she continues scrolling through her phone, distracted, her face lit by the screen.

"who is it?"

tate doesn’t look at you right away but answers casually, "oh, just a guy who started sending me some messages on instagram." she smiles at the phone, as if it’s the most normal thing in the world. "nothing special."

you feel a slight pang of something you can't quite define. "really? just that?"

she shrugs, still looking at the screen. "yeah, just that."

before you can say anything else, she puts the phone in her bag, seemingly uninterested in the guy. but you still feel that strange sensation, unsure if you should care or not. maybe it’s not worth it, maybe it’s not important. you try to brush it off.

later, you and jenna are talking to two girls who have approached you. the conversation starts casually, but soon you notice they seem to be showing a bit more interest than usual.

you, especially, are paying more attention than usual, laughing at jokes and engaging more animatedly than you usually do in situations like this. it’s funny, but also a bit unsettling, as if you're trying to prove something to someone, someone specific.

jenna, next to you, seems to be really engaged in the moment, and part of you starts to realize that the two girls are focusing more on you than on the conversation itself.

across the room, tate watches it all, her gaze fixed on you, but with an expression you can’t quite read. there’s something in her face, a slight tension. she discreetly steps away without saying anything, and you see her walk to the other side of the room, clearly uneasy.

"so, you and tate are doing well, right?" one of the girls asks, seemingly curious, but you feel uncomfortable with the question. the reference to tate, to what you have… it’s not a simple question.

"yeah, we’re great," you reply, trying to keep your tone casual, but feeling the weight of the tension grow.

mcrae tries to convince herself that she’s overreacting, that she shouldn’t feel this way. but it’s impossible to ignore how completely at ease you are, laughing and leaning in just a little closer to one of them. the sound of the girls' laughter around you seems to echo unbearably.

conan appears next to her, a bottle in hand, clearly enjoying the party. “what’s up? you look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

tate just shakes her head. “nothing, just tired.”

conan watches her for a moment before chuckling. “ah, i get it. it’s about her, right?” he discreetly nods toward you.

“conan, no,” she says through gritted teeth, averting her gaze, but it’s too late. he continues.

“you have to admit, they’re kinda… intense, right? they’re having a pretty good time.”

“can we not?” she cuts him off, her voice more firm than she intended.

conan raises his hands in surrender, but the mischievous grin remains, indicating that he was already a little drunk. “alright, alright. i’m just saying… if you don’t say anything, someone else will.”

those words keep echoing in her mind. say what? that she can’t stand seeing someone else so close to you? that she hates how you seem to be having so much fun without her? that she wishes she were the only one to make you laugh like that?

tate says nothing else. she lets out a heavy sigh, slamming the empty cup onto the table harder than she intended. she pushes her way through the crowd, ignoring the people she bumps into, until she finally shoves the door open and steps outside.

and of course, it’s raining.

the first drop hits her face, followed by others that soon turn into a relentless downpour. tate stops on the sidewalk, shoulders hunched as she stares up at the sky, incredulous. “seriously?!” she yells, frustration spilling over. soaked within seconds, she keeps complaining to the dark sky and the empty parking lot. “of course. why not?”

“talking to yourself now?” you ask, your voice loud, still carrying the tone you had inside the party, now facing the heavy rain.

tate quickly turns her head, her hair sticking to her face. “what do you want?” she asks flatly, making no effort to hide her irritation.

“how dry,” you tease, clearly playing with the wordplay and the situation she’s in. she just rolls her eyes and starts walking away, heading anywhere but towards you.

“hey!” you call as you catch up with tate, ignoring the rain to stand beside her. “where do you think you’re going?”

“away,” tate answers with a sharpness that makes your stomach twist.

“on foot? in the rain?”

“can you not give me a lecture right now?”

“no?”

tate lets out a heavy sigh, her shoulders tense, anger visible in her eyes. “what do you want, y/n? seriously, go back inside, leave me alone.”

“what’s gotten into you? just days ago, you were all affectionate, excited… now you’re being a jerk, pushing me away.”

the grimace she makes is almost comical, but her tone leaves no room for laughter.

“yeah, that’s what you heard, jerk,” you say, almost whispering the word with venom you didn’t know you had.

“my god,” she starts, her teeth clenched, “shut up before i drown you in that… that puddle!” she points, impatience clear.

“no! since… since that day, you’ve been acting weird. one minute i’m your best friend, everything’s perfect, and the next i do something you don’t like and you’re all ‘leave me alone.’ it doesn’t work like that, okay?”

“what do you want me to do? pretend everything’s fine? that we didn’t almost kiss and you shoved me away at the last second? because that’s what happened, y/n!” her chest rises and falls with anger, her eyes shining as if she wants to explode.

“you’re talking like i committed a crime! you were drunk, damn it! i was just trying to stop you from doing something you’d regret. i was protecting you!”

“and have you ever thought that maybe i didn’t want to be protected? maybe i wanted to kiss you, damn it! and maybe i still want to now! but you’re so annoying and unbearable and-and ridiculously beautiful even in the rain and… i hate you!”

you stand there, soaked, heart racing, the sound of the rain growing quieter as her words echo inside you. when tate breathes deeply, her chest still heaving with anger, you feel an irresistible urge to make a decision, to end the cycle of tension that seemed never-ending.

then you kiss her.

an impulsive, desperate act, as if all the words and glances accumulated over the days exploded right there, in that moment. you pull her by the waist, and your lips meet urgently. at first, it’s wet, strange, and her surprise still hangs in the air. but, as you had imagined—and wished—tate reciprocates, and everything around you disappears.

the taste of her lipstick, sweet and smooth, lingers, even as the rain washes it away. mcrae wraps her arms around your neck, pulling you impossibly closer. the way your bodies fit together never fails to drive you crazy, as if you were made for each other.

when your lips part, you both stand there, breathing heavily, eyes locked, as if trying to understand what just happened. the silence between you is dense, heavy, but at the same time, comfortable, as if something had been resolved once and for all.

with your foreheads touching, tate wears a shy, yet genuine, smile, while the rain still pours down on you both. “i… i really wanted to kiss you,” she admits, her voice soft, but full of sincerity that touches you deeply.

you laugh, almost without meaning to. “really? i didn’t even notice.”

“are you laughing at me?” she asks, her eyes sparkling with a mix of amusement and a touch of insecurity.

“i’m not laughing at you,” you reply, still laughing a little, but with a sparkle in your eyes. “just… at us, you know? this moment, the rain, the fact that… we couldn’t do anything right.”

tate raises an eyebrow, but her expression softens. “i think ‘couldn’t do anything right’ is an understatement, right?”

you make a face, trying to hide your smile. “yeah, okay, maybe i exaggerated a little. but still, this isn’t a story for just anyone… maybe we got it right.”

tate laughs softly, the sound muffled by the rain. “maybe we did. but… what happens next? because i… can’t stop thinking about it.”

“i don’t know…” you’re honest, you really don’t know. you never imagined fighting with your best friend in the rain and then kissing her… well, okay, maybe you did imagine it. but it’s different now, it’s real. “but i’m willing to find out, to try. if you want to too.”

“i do,” her voice a little firmer, as if she’s made a decision. “i don’t know what this means, but… i want to try too. i don’t want this to be just a moment, y/n.”

you smile, feeling something in your chest ease, as if a wall that had been there for so long was finally coming down. “i don’t want that either. but… this is going to be complicated, right?” you say, a little quieter, like it’s a realization of something you both know, but no one wants to admit out loud.

tate lets out a chucke, a soft smile on her lips. “probably. but i think we always do things the complicated way, right?”

you chuckle too, the sound blending with the rain that’s slowly tapering off. “yeah, seems like it.”

thanks for reading <3

back to nav

[thetalesofaether]

I’m currently addicted to Block Tales, you know what that means!!

Rambles, doodles, and silly little screenshots under the cut :3c

I fear I might be a winged nooblet, that MIGHT be a picture of me fr

But don’t take it from me, take it from my new Block Tales OC/Sona(?)!!

They’re friendly, I swear! Ignore the rapid fire of arrows the second you enter Roblox HQ they’re NOT from them I promise

I’ve also gotten some real funny screenshots with my Blue cosplay

I’ve been doing some concepts for proper designs for some of the major characters in Block Tales and I decided I’d give Blue a sheep motif, Red a goat motif, and Noobador a gaur motif hehe

Those ideas created this image and I just need everyone to appreciate them

I absolutely adore this game and wish I found it sooner </3

My completionist self is trying to get all of the current obtainable badges just to give myself something to do in this game and the times on my saves are not something for me to be proud of OOPS,,,

Currently going for Bloxxer and whatever one that is beating BP without taking damage

My favorite characters are Blue, Cruel King, and obviously the winged nooblets, and HELMET NOOBS ARE THE BANE OF MY EXISTENCE??? I CAN SOLO CRUEL KING WITHOUT TAKING DAMAGE BUT I CANT DODGE THEIR STUPID ATTACKS FOR SOME REASON I HATE THEM..

I talk to my brother about theories and things, like involving the Banished Knight or Toxic Spearmen/Dart guys which I probably won’t get into here, I’ll either do so later down the line with art to go with it or just make a wall of rambling text elsewhere.

Anyways I really like Block Tales expect more Block Tales stuff from me :3

[ranposgirlboss]

rubs my hands all maniacally😍

a little birdie told me that your requests are open!

i was thinking abt the bsd boys reacting to a s/o that eats the weirdest food combinations LMAO

i eat cheese puffs and hot sauce aND WHEN I WAS YOUNGER I ATE APPLES WITH KETCHUP BAHAH

anyways that’s all 🙏

BAJUAHJSGVHSABJGASHJBSAGHVSBJGASBHJ BRO IF U LIKE THAT EAT APPLES AND SOYSAUCE ITS SO BANGER!!! THE SWEET AND SALTY SAVOURY FEEL >>>> also popcorn and ketchup is so real

ALSO PROPS TO MY BESTIE FOR HELPING ME WITH SOME OF THESE IDEAS!! (mainly poes) THANK HER IN YOUR HEARTS BC SHE DOESNT HAVE AN ACC ON HERE!!!

i HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING THESE OMG

chara list: tecchou, jouno, ranpo, poe and dazai,

GENRE: FLUFF >:))

i made them all little skrunklies in this >:))

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TECCHOU

-IM SORRY IF I SPELLED THAT HORRIBLY WRONG I ALWAYS CALL HIM KATCHOW (-̩̩̩-̩̩̩-̩̩̩-̩̩̩-̩̩̩___-̩̩̩-̩̩̩-̩̩̩-̩̩̩-̩̩̩)

-omg yall would be married instantly

-he has the papers signed

-FINALLY SOMEONE WHO WILL TRY SOME OF HIS COMBINATIONS!!!

-feels so understood

-if you ask him to try ur combos, HE WILL ALWAYS ACCEPT. A FELLOW WEIRD FOOD LOVER IN ARMS IS IN NEED OF HIS ASSISTANCE, AND HE CANNOT REFUSE.

-WOULD TAKE YOU OUT ON DATES AND GET EXTREMELY CONCERNED LOOKS FROM WAITERS.

-has had to protect you from jounos plots of world domination against weird food lovers and plots to murder you

-yall have a list of ur favorite food.

-so sexy

JOUNO

-(he looks so cute as a skrunkle anyways)

-haha

-run.

-dont even try to sneak it with him. he may be blind, but his other senses are at their prime and HE IS READY TO THROW HANDS

-"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, ONE TECCHOU WAS HARD ENOUGH I DONT NEED TWO GOD DAMN."

-might actually throw hands with you, like HELL JUST SMACK THE FOOD OUT OF YOUR HAND AND BE LIKE "n o ."

-so silly in theory but when he actually does slap it away it makes you want to beat him up so bad

-YOURE ASS BEST BE GLAD HE LOVES YOU OR HE WOULDVE TRIED TO KILL YOU AT LEAST 5 TIMES

-ugh i love the sassy skrunkle (ignore the fact he can kill you instantly)

RANPO

-WITH HIM, it all depends.

-it depends on how it tastes.

-because if it tastes actually good, HE WILL BE SO HAPPY

-"i knew you had good taste Y/N (人*´∀｀)｡*ﾟ+"

-if it tastes bad to him tho...

-HE WOULD BE SO BETRAYED

-would look like you just insulted his entire bloodline real

-"Y/N, how DARE YOU MAKE ME, THE GREATEST DETECTIVE, TRY THIS."

-it would take a long amount of sorries and sweets to get him to forgive you.

POE

-ok ok so listen

-would probably see you eating the weird ass shit, blink a few times to make sure he wasn't hallucinating, then go back to reading

-if you asked him to try it, he would be like "oh sorry i just ate a 5 course meal Y/N" (he's a terrible liar)

-but with him, you could probably convince him to try it 😈

-theres a very high chance he hates it, i know we don't know what their eating habits are like, but poe gives off picky vibes...

-would probably be like "w-wow Y/N thats uhm...that's really good for you Y/N................"

-would never try it again </3

DAZAI

-NGL HE WOULD HAVE WEIRD TASTE BUDS TOO

-I MEAN BRO LITERALLY ATE DOG FOOD AS IF IT WAS A CASUAL TUESDAY

-i feel like he would at least try them, and if he didn't like them, he would CHUCK THOSE BITCHES

-more as a joke then an actual insult, UNLIKE SOMEONE (jouno)

-swears hell pay for them after (he never does)

-one day you threaten to throw him across the room like your damn food he keeps throwing

-he threw extra food that day

-would beg convince you to try dog treats (fun author fact: i used to eat dog food when i was a kid. it sucked ass but i was hungry)

-YALL WOULD DO THOSE CHALLENGES WHERE YOU PUT RANDOM FOOD IN A BLENDER AND SEE HOW IT WOULD TEST.

-honestly just another way to bond with you

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THANKS FOR READING THIS SILLY THING I WROTE AND THANKS FOR REQUESTING ♡(ӦｖӦ｡). I ALWAYS CAN ACCEPT MORE REQS!!!! TYSM!!!!

i forgot to add tags the first TIME I POSTED BAHAJVGBHASGVGASUHJASVGHJABSJ

[3dogbones]

AWESOME SAUCE ANON HERE Every time I see epic they always draw him silly, and I like the silly stuff but they totally ignore how sad his backstory is.

also whenever I come into the ask box it’s probably going to be about epic because he’s my favorite JSKSJSKJ

(Very tragic story, I was trying to answer this ask but IT FRICKIN DELETED WHEN I TRIED TO SAVE THE DRAFT, so I resent myself the ask and typed as close as I could remember and I’m pretty sure this is what it said 😥 My memory is bad and I HATE WHEN TUMBLR SCREWS ME OVER LIKE THIS SINCE I WAS LEGIT COOKIN. WAAAAAAA)

OH MY GOODNESS IT IS YOU! HEY HI HELLO! WELCOME BACK!

I AGREE WITH YOU SO MUCH IT HURTS.

Some people just think epic is just a silly little guy, and YES HE IS SHORT VERY SHORT LITTLE COULD DROP KICK AND YES HE IS SILLY but what they overlook is that it’s all a facade. IT’S JUST A MASK.

HIS MEMENESS IS A RESPONSE TO TRAUMA, AND BARELY ANYONE REALIZES THIS, I’M SCREAMING 😭😭😭

In reality, Epic struggles to go to sleep every night, becoming sleep deprived. He has a dad who doesn’t even care about him. Every time he shuts his eyes, he has to deal with nightmares that cause excruciating pain. Yet, when people ask how he is, you want to know what he does…

He LIES.

When Toriel asks him about him about his scar, instead of opening up, he says he trips. No one knows about the eye except him and Gaster, the one who did this to him.

My theory is that it’s because Epic doesn’t want them to worry. He probably knows that opening up will just worry them. And like Gaster tells him, he’ll just…

Deal with it. That’s what he has been taught by his dad his whole life. (I FUNKING HATE YOU EPIC GASTER)

He’s so good at lying that even the fandom thinks he’s happy. I am sick of him just being a meme, just being “Cross’ best friend lolololol silly 🤪”. But I guess it is what it is lmao.

I love how his struggles are portrayed in that one video “Broken Facade”. And a blog I found with silly stuff and a bunch of Epic angst is @/hillllllls if you wanna go check them out!

Anyways, as you can probably tell, I go FERAL over Epic 🔥angst🔥 so I drew some for you under the cut! It’s a REALLY rough sketch (I’m lazy) but hope you like it

TW for gore you are so cool awesome sauce anon!

Wa bonk, art above cut and epic sans belongs to yugogeer012, I think, pretty sure they DISOWNED HIM THOUGH, Don’t even get me started on that- *rambles off into eternity*

(AFTER EDIT FOUND THE ORIGINAL ASK GOD I AM SO MAD WHY COULDN’T I FIND THIS EARLIER AHHHHHHHH I SWEAR TO DA GOOD MEMELORD I AM SO SORRY-)

[a-separate-peace-musical]

Blowing Smoke

Gene and Brinker go to the Butt Room, and Brinker starts making accusations

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INT. BUTT ROOM

Other STUDENTS are there. CHET, BOY 1, BOY 2, BROWNIE PERKINS.

STUDENTS

Breathe in

Suck up the misery

And breathe it out

Puff away the ennui

Let it take you over, cloud your mind

‘Til you can’t see or feel at all

BRINKER

Here’s your prisoner, boys

Better watch him closely

He committed the biggest crime of 1942

GENE

Don’t mind him

He’s just talking out his ass again

You know Brink, he doesn’t have a clue

BRINKER

Ah, tryna deflect,

So you can protect

Yourself from what you did to Finny

BOY 1

What did you do?

BRINKER

Pushed his roommate out of the tree

Practically fratricide, you see

Attempted murder, just to have the room all to himself…

GENE

Shut up, Brinker! God, you ride a joke longer than anyone I know!

Heavy silence. The STUDENTS stare at him.

BOY 2

Did you do it?

GENE

No! I…I just…

BOY 2

You killed him, did you?

GENE

No! I didn’t hardly do a thing. I just…

BRINKER

(amused)

The truth, Forrester.

GENE

You want the truth? Okay.

First, I…

Stole all his money at the point of a gun

Then I slept with his sister just for fun

Then I fed his pet mouse to his hungry, hungry cat

And then I took his cat, just like that

HE snaps his fingers. The STUDENTS laugh. GENE looks more confident, bolstered by the fact that they’re now distracted from Brinker’s accusations.

BOY

But didn’t you kill him? What about that?

GENE I was just getting to that.

Then I blackmailed him for cheating on his entry exams

But he refused to give in to my every demand

So I laced his morning coffee with arsenic/just a pinch

And then voila! No more Finny! ‘Twas a cinch!

STUDENT

So nothing exciting after all

STUDENT 2

Shame

The STUDENTS in the back are losing interest now. THEY drift away and puff their cigarettes.

STUDENTS

Breathe in

Suck up the misery

And breathe it out

Puff away the ennui

Let it take you over, cloud your mind

‘Til you can’t see or feel at all

BRINKER

Just a false confession

To weasel out of trouble

Lies and misdirection

Changing focus on the double

But the haze and the dim light can’t disguise

The guilt that’s in your eyes

You can play it all off as a joke

But we all know that you’re just blowing smoke

We all know about the tree, Gene

The grisly crime scene

The STUDENTS are intrigued again. Gene can’t just ignore this.

GENE

The tree?

Ah, yes, the tree

There was a little contretemps at the tree…

BRINKER

Out with it

GENE

He was mad I’d punched his dad

And kissed his mother silly

So we arranged a little fight

And we knew the perfect site

We met up at the tree, that awful, creepy old tree

I took the first swing, taking out some teeth

And somehow, don’t ask me how, we ended up on the branches

Maybe we flew, who can say? Certainly not me, but anyway

We fought a bit and then he pulled out a bomb

I knew if I didn’t act quick I’d be gone

So I did what I had to do

If you’d been there you’d have done it too

I had to look out for me

So I…

I…

ENSEMBLE

Pushed him out of the tree!

Just say it!

Just one more detail

A glimmer of truth buried under a mountain of lies

You’ll have them

And this will all be over

Just keep talking, cloud the truth, they won’t see at all

Say it, say it, say it, say it!

GENE

I…

BOY 2

What?

GENE

What do you think I did, that’s the question

Come on, give me your best shot

BOY 2

I think you pushed Finny from the tree

GENE

Is that the best you’ve got?

You’re no Sherlock Holmes, making lame theories about the fall

I guess you’re Doctor Watson after all

The STUDENTS laugh raucously. GENE smiles, relieved. BRINKER looks suspicious.

GENE

Le français!

I must practice my French.

Au revoir, détectives!

HE bows and leaves.

BOY 1

Funny. He came all the way down here and didn’t even have a smoke.

[misiahasahardname]

Thoughts on

Katie and Sadie

Mike

Trent

Dakota

and Sierra?

katie and sadie -

they have very little screentime so i don’t have much to say about them. i have definetly seen a lot of girls like them, but that was usually when i was primary school age, not as a teenager. at times they can be really annoying, but their friendship can be pretty wholesome at times. reminds me of how attached i was to my friends at… well, not their age. there’s nothing really bad about them, but not much good either? really indifferent about them.

mike -

fresh tv did NOT know how to write a character with a mental disorder… besides the bad representation, i think mike is a pretty nice guy! i love silly-with-a-hint-of-mental-disorder characters like him. he’s one of the better characters from gen 2, and he’s… sweet? that’s how i’m going to word it. also. i‘m going to say it right here. i LOVE svetlana (or swjetłana, as they call her in the Polish dub). my favourite alter (i think that’s the term?) of his. totally not just because she’s slavic and i crave representation, she’s just a very fun character and a very skilled gymnast! i also like vito. he’s cool. very unfortunate what they did with mike in ass stars!

trent -

trent is a very interesting character. i could go on for ages, analysing his behaviours, figuring out his past traumas and what caused him to end up the way he is. there is so much to talk about with trent! that’s why i love trentcourse: it’s just a bunch of people talking about this guy!! he’s a sweetheart. his chill, coolheaded, and a really kind person. he’s not made much real enemies, and. ugh. i love his relationship with gwen. just,,,,, so pure. action kinda fucked him up a little bit, but in a way it gave him a bit of depth? my personal theory on why he kinda just. snapped was that since action started so early after island, he hadn’t gotten the chance to pack enough meds, and anyone who’s needed to take any sort of medication for that kind of thing will probably know that if you’re going to go off of medication/start taking medication, you need to do it gradually, and that’s for a good reason!!!!!! anyways i love trent. he and cody are the traumatised boyfriends.

dakota -

I LOVE LOVE LOVE DAKOTA!!!!!! SHE’S SO FUCKING SILLY. genuinely. she is my favourite character of gen 2 alongside jo. she’s a bit how i used to imagine myself to be in the future! fashionable, famous, rich, successful, and in a healthy relationship!! (samkota is SO WHOLESOME) her turning into dakotazoid was actually really great. i kinda prefer her that way! she could still be confident with her body despite being a twelve foot tall mutant! i don’t fully understand people who draw her as ‘healed’ from that because like. i don’t think you can reverse something that drastic. and also she’s comfortable with it! she doesn’t seem too upset about it (iirc of course. been a while since i’ve rewatched roti). anyways dakota is amazing, i love her and her relationship with sam, and i think she and zoey should be best friends!!

sierra -

ok i don’t know if you’d want to hear it but. i’m sorry. i hate her. like every moment she was on screen i’d get SUPER uncomfortable. her actions towards cody were horrible and i am not going to ignore them even though yeah she’s a fictional character!!!! i don’t know if her actions were meant to come off as jokes or not but either way it’s not funny at all. i like her design, her voice acting is AMAZING, her face is very expressive (and i love that in a cartoon!), paris in the springtime was one of the best songs of the season (but it will never beat her real name isn’t blaineley), but she’s just. not a good character. she had potential! i would’ve loved it if she was a villain, like, you set up alejandro to be the main villain but them BOOM! sierra is actually a manipulative mastermind who will blackmail anyone and get them eliminated!! or something like that. but yeah i don’t like sierra.

i hope this is an ok response!

[sneezemonster15]

look at this 💀 what do u think about it? this person genuinely said the reason why sasuke's straight is bc of fake rumours made by little girls that happen with every popular kid at school 😭 she took it fr lmaooo

https://www.tumblr.com/kirinkarin/715752831201771520/dushman-e-jaan-yaoi-shippers-really-are-so?source=share

Lol, I have addressed her theories before. Read it here. It was a response to her response to my post.

She is just a nasty little homophobe, ignorant and real delusional to boot. Don't mind her too much, it would only give her more leverage. Just ignore her. She lies. A lot. To herself as well. And lies that can be caught so easily, a child can do it. Which is funny because, like the manga is right there for everyone to read. I can read it, she can too, so can everyone. We know what's been said and shown and how it's been said and shown, we know how to read. It's all there. And yet, she does selective reading and can't for the life of her, understand nuances that prove Sasuke and Naruto as gay lovers. She simply bypasses those because they don't serve her heteronormative purposes.

Basically like any other anti SNS female Sasuke stan who basically lusts after Sasuke, and conveniently ignores everything that indicates at Naruto and Sasuke's romantic relationship. She also has no idea about Japanese media, history, literature, sexual culture in Japan, or the process of writing a story. Everything that influences Kishi's storytelling. Facts are facts. One can't just unsee them, and if one is doing it anyway, well how can I take them seriously? Just an embarrassing, silly fangirl who cannot take constructive criticism, who can't be objective no matter what information she is given, and knowingly perpetuates dogma, bigotry and misinformation about sexuality and its portrayal in media, who also blocked me (as did all her cohorts) after I published my post about her. Even though I have never interacted with her blog. Or any other Sasuke stan for that matter. Lol. Maybe they just don't want me to see their content.

Just understand this, anyone who vehemently denies Sasuke and Naruto's romantic relationship or who makes it their life mission to prove Sasuke and Naruto as straight, is simply a homophobe. Bigots of the first order. They know it's romantic but their conditioning and prejudice stops them from being reflexive. Which they haven't been able to break, evidently. You can try to be reasonable but at the end of the day, they aren't here for logic or reason or the art of storytelling. They are here to write Sasuke het smut and self insert into any girl so they could have Sasuke fuck them in their imagination. The understanding that Sasuke is gay would not be conducive to their fapping. So they just bypass that altogether and spread misinformation and bigotry like they have done here.

[elijowa]

The Nice and Accurate Observations of Good Omens by Elijowa, Fan

Being a Close Re-Watching of Season 1 in the Light of What We Now Know from Season 2

Containing therein Analyses of Crowley, Aziraphale and their Relationship throughout the Show

Episode One

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So I have a confession to make. I've only ever watched Good Omens Season 1 twice and Season 2 once.

I know, I know, I need to get my priorities straightened out! How can I possibly be a fan if I've only got a mere 18h of watch-time under my belt? What can I say? Life keeps on getting in the way.

Anyway, I decided to treat myself with a close re-watching of Season 1 and see what jumps out at me now that we have new information from Season 2. You're very welcome to follow along or ignore these ramblings as you please!

So, without further ado, I present my thoughts on S1E1.

(Much, much more below the cut)

Let's start with the big one:

Crowley and Aziraphale don't appear to be in love - or even "in like" - during Episode 1.

So, picture this: I'm settling down with lots of warm fuzzy anticipation for all the stolen glances and hesitant hand gestures between Aziraphale and Crowley that I was sure I had either missed or forgotten about from my previous two viewings, and I make a surprising discovery:

There aren't any.

They barely seem to like each other in this episode - they are quite distant and snarky with each other (not the affectionate teasing banter that we've come to know and love, but almost a condescending snideness).

I can't see this version of Aziraphale trusting this version of Crowley to aim a live firearm at him (in fact, in the very next episode, he isn't even comfortable with the demon pointing a paintgun at him). And this version of Crowley would not dream of following Aziraphale around to help him fulfil his dream of being a professional conjuror, and actually actively discourages him from pursuing the notion (although, as many people have pointed out, it's amusing to think that this is because of happened the last time he did this).

So what gives? If there are people saying that the ending of S2E6 doesn't make sense (it does) because it betrays the millennia-long journey these characters have been on (it doesn't) - then I feel like we ought to be having that same discussion about the beginning of S1E1.

OK, OK. Obviously there are lots of 'out-of-universe' reasons for this inconsistency in the portrayal of C & A's relationship. This is the first episode of a new series and not all of the audience will be familiar with these characters; it's necessary to start them in the position of being hereditary enemies in order to give them room to grow and change; the show is a faithful adaptation of the book in which there's basically no romantic tension between the A & C at all, and Neil Gaiman is on record saying he didn't want to make any big changes this relationship, since he could sadly no longer consult with Terry Pratchett. Plus, S2 hadn't been written at this point, so there are undoubtedly details that Mr Gaiman didn't yet know with regards to the shared history of Crowley and Aziraphale while writing S1.

My current theory is that the infamous "You go too fast for me Crowley" line was NOT Aziraphale saying "please be patient with me because I need more time to catch up to where you are in our relationship". Rather, it was him saying, "I can't keep doing this. It was fun while it lasted but it's time I grew up, faced reality and put this silly little crush behind me. So goodbye forever." And he meant it.

But where's the fun in just talking about real-world reasons when we can come up with lots of juicy headcanons instead?!

From Crowley's point of view, I think that by now he'd be used to Aziraphale having periodic wobbles about their friendship. And so, from experience, he knows the best way to handle it is to back all the way off until Aziraphale has 'completed his process', is ready to re-engage again - maybe in a couple of hundred years - and things can go back to what Crowley thinks of as normal.

But knowing all this doesn't make it any less hurtful or frustrating to be rejected because of who he is. So maybe Crowley throws himself back into his bad boy role with a bit more venom than usual - still not doing anything directly evil per se, just enough to tick the boxes on some Hellish paperwork (bringing down mobile networks, designing the M25). Maybe he's more likely to foment discontent while simultaneously not really caring about anything he does either way, because what's even the point if he doesn't have his angelic foil around to wind up/impress?

And normally they would both have about a century or two to successfully work through their respective feelings, and so when they eventually reconnect they can slip back into their comfortable familiarity with relative ease. But the birth of the Antichrist screws up this schedule, truncates both of their coping processes, and means neither of them are quite ready to be best buds again. Hence their 'more prickly than what we might expect' attitudes towards each other in Episode One.

Hooo boy. I feel like I've barely even got half way through all the things I noticed and want to talk about in S1E1, but I think I need to save it for another time or we'll be here for all ineffable eternity. Well done if you made it this far and thanks for coming along for the ride!

[spookyshipperfics]

These Dreams

Find it: a03 / Fandom: The X-Files / Rating: Mature

Part of the Do You Like Scary Movies? series

What is it About? While unwinding at a bar, things get a little bit awkward, a little bit silly, and A LOT flirty when Mulder asks Scully about her dreams.

Read it: “Nightmare on Elm Street makes a good point,” Mulder remarked as his hand dove into the bowl of nuts that had probably been sitting on the bar all week. “Dream demons aren’t talked about enough.”

He tossed a handful of peanuts in his mouth, watching Scully’s eyebrow arch. “Dream demons?”

“Yeah,” he responded before chasing the nuts with a swig of beer. “You know, like Freddy Krueger.”

“I don’t know, Mulder. I think dream demons have been talked about quite enough. How many movies have they made now? Six?”

“Seven,” he corrected a little too quickly.

He could tell Scully was biting back a smirk, concealing it behind a sip of beer. God, she made him work for everything. His theories. His opinions. Even the little smiles he managed to provoke. He couldn’t get enough of those. It’s why he hurled one-liners and puns at her like a professional baseball player—just to see her lips curve and her eyes sparkle.

He flagged down the bartender and ordered them another round of beers, their third of the night. Two was normally their limit. It was enough to relax without the boundaries getting too blurry—or maybe anymore blurry was the better way to put it. He was already sitting too close to her, their knees brushing with each swivel of their stools. And he’d already tucked a strand of hair behind her ear for no other reason than because she let him.

The bartender returned, setting their drinks down with a clink. His first sip traveled directly to his head; his second officially had him buzzed. After a moment, he turned to her. “Do you dream, Scully?”

“Everyone dreams, just not everyone can recall their dreams,” she said. “It’s pretty interesting, actually. Some people dream entirely in third-person, others in first-person. There are other people who only dream in black and white. While his ethics were certainly questionable, Freud theorized…”

He was trying to pay attention. He really was. But she was on a Scully tangent. The type that turned her blue eyes sharp and laser focused. Her cheeks were flushed from the beer or maybe from her annoyance with him. Either way, she looked beautiful, and he couldn’t help but zero in on her lips. They seemed so perfect, so pillowy, he wanted to—”

“Mulder, are you even listening to me?”

Her voice cut through the thickening fog of desire like a knife. Fuck. She’d busted him. “Of course I am,” he responded anyway.

#

He wasn’t listening, Scully realized.

His gaze had been cloudy, unfocused. Even now, he could barely hold her stare.

Why were they even at this bar? They’d justified getting drinks as a celebration for wrapping a difficult case. They seemed to do that a lot lately. It made it easier to ignore the fact it was a Friday night. That it could be a date—or something like it—if they were normal people. If they weren’t perched on stools still in their work clothes with FBI badges hidden in their suit jackets and a metal chip buried in her neck.

His eyes shifted to her lips again, jumpstarting her heart. The third beer may have been a mistake. In fact, she was sure of it, so she stubbornly pushed onward like it was the best idea they’d ever had.

“What did I say then?” she challenged.

That seemed to get his attention. His eyes snapped to hers. “Weren’t you rambling on about how much you love the Nightmare on Elm Street movies… all seven of them.”

The smirk he cast would have made her knees wobble if she wasn’t already sitting. “Shut up, Mulder.”

“You never answered my question, Scully,” he said. “Do you dream?”

“I do.”

“What do you dream about?”

“I don’t know. I don’t keep a dream journal.” Heat began to creep into her cheeks. She prayed Mulder wouldn’t notice, and if he did, hopefully, he’d attribute it to the alcohol. She took a pull of her beer just in case.

“Do you ever dream about me?”

She nearly spit out her drink. Images of Dream Mulder swirled through her mind. How many times had she conjured fantasies of his lips against hers? How many times had his hands slipped beneath the elastic of her pants only for her to jolt awake sweaty and swollen with want?

“Of course I do,” she began, hoping the tremor in her voice didn’t sound quite as dramatic to him as it did to her. “You’re my partner, which makes you an important part of my life. It’s only logical that you’d pop up in my dreams once in a while.” Or almost every night, she thought.

His lips quirked into a smile. “What do we do in these dreams of yours, Agent Scully?”

“I don’t know, Mulder. We do… stuff.”

“Stuff?”

“Yeah, like hunt monsters or file paperwork or… I don’t know. You’re putting me on the spot here.”

“File paperwork,” he chuckled. His attention turned to the bottle cradled in his hands, and for one hopeful moment, she thought he’d lost interest in their conversation. That she’d managed to wiggle her way out of revealing that she thought of him as anything other than platonic. But it wasn’t like Mulder to let a topic go, and his eyes found hers again.

“Do you ever have dirty dreams?”

Read the Rest: a03

Tagging: @today-in-fic

[felixjustwantstodraw]

Random theory on the Welcome Home arg.

Now I don’t have much evidence to support both of these theories because this is my first time trying to solve one of these because I normally watch Mattpat do all the theories but.

Theory 1 :

What if the “show” was made but a bunch of people in a cult? Like from the beginning it had a dark side to this? What if the people the made the show where people trying to get kids to join it? Maybe they where doing good at first and even did some weird things to the show and somehow made Wally and Home “alive” in someway? Again I have nothing to really support this theory but I did find it very interesting to think of. Like maybe because of that someone was finding out about their cult and tried to expose them so the people that made the show somehow left the Home in charge of it all, and they just disappeared and left the show for someone else to find?

Theory 2 :

Now with this one I can’t say too much on how it would have started and this is more or less in a way a continuation of the last one, and this does have a little to support this theory but very little.

What if Home was once a person that was either a leader of a cult or just someone in one that either got chosen to be sacrificed or they sacrificed themselves? Over the years the the “show” being hidden Home was able to really take control of everything, and Wally, to now use him as what he really is, a puppet. Now maybe how it first started Home wasn’t always alive, but once he was Wally was excited, he had found a new friend and it was his very own home! As we know Wally being the silly guy he is he probably at first was very kind and wanted to befriend everyone he met. Now when he found out about Home his first thought was ‘oh wow a new friend!‘ But instead of getting a new friend, what he got instead was someone who would soon take control of him and everyone else.



I might have to write down on some paper about this theory but if you guys wanna hear more about this second one I’m happy to tell you more about it just let me know!

Update on my theory!

So I noticed that people are enjoying my little theory! So I might let you all know about the rest of my little theory.

Once Wally had realized Home was alive he tried befriending it. Of course that doesn’t go too well and Home ends up taking control of Wally and possibly putting his friends threw pain or just trying to control them. Over time of Home taking control, Wally slowly starts have conscience and finally realizes what is happening, but at this point it’s almost too late. I believe Wally is using the website to try an communicate with us to ask for help. Even though Wally is still trying to gain full control one side is more of telling Home what he is doing, making it hard for him to ask for help. This is also while the actual Wally is just trying to get us to notice him and help his friends, but maybe because Wally is still gaining control he comes off more ‘scary’ than ‘scared’ so it’s harder for people to realize it’s just a cry for help. Now how does this really help the fact of it being a cult? Well I don’t have much evidence on it and the pictures I could use for it is more seen for a religion but this seems to go further than religion, darker.

Seen in these two pictures at the bottom

You can tell that the pose with Wally having two fingers and a thumb out out and both of this hands being up, and down. This pose is referred to a religion being satanism, I will assume everyone knows what it is. Anyway, as this might be a religion I believe they are making this more of a cult then religion. Now I don’t really know too much on if these pictures are pictures to ignore or not.

I hope you all enjoyed my Theories because I do and I can’t wait to find out more from this arg!

[zephyrtheslugcat]

Hello everyone, I am a Rain World player and also very much part of the lgbtq+ community, so that of course means giving the silly little sluggo's silly little gender and sexuality headcanons

Is this post going to get attention? Probably not lmao but here it is anyways!

I think I've never shared my pronouns and sexuality headcanons for the canon slugcats, so here they are! Along with alignments and why I think what I think

Survivor: they/he/she pronouns (they/them preferred usually)

Sexuality is not defined, but they wouldn't be opposed to a relationship with another sluggo

Survivor to me is neutral good, I think they are neutral good judging by them being open to adopting slugcats and taking them to the Tree, when they find them abandoned and they don't seem very lawful or chaotic to me, just a chill little guy

(Bonus: they are fine with being called gender neutral words, but along with the word "sibling", they like the word "brother" too and "mother" along with "parent")

Monk: he/him, gay and asexual, but he isn't interested in anyone yet, he is just happy he found his sib, his current job is being a fun uncle to his siblings kids

Monk is definitely lawful good, he doesn't want to hurt creatures unless he has to and it's implied he helps Moon by bringing her her cloak and neurons, so he's just a peaceful little lad

Hunter: A lot of people in the fandom ship Hunter and Arti as a lesbian couple, but to me, Hunter is a masculine sluggie, so um sorry guys, I don't ship Artihunter

To me, Hunter is a he/they and genderfluid, but they often use one set of pronouns at a time

At the start of the run mostly "he", around Pebbles, he preferred "they" and at the end of the run, back to "he"

He probably likes the ladies, but he never had time for a relationship because of the Rot cutting his life very, very short

Hunter to me... is also neutral good! I know a lot of people see Hunter as a fighting machine, who kills without remorse... me, not so much. Hunter is not an evil slugcat, he went out of his way to help Moon, he could have ignored her and just go down to the Depths after getting enough karma

But he didn't. He chose not to. That's what makes him a good slugcat in my eyes

I also think he isn't actually carnivorous by choice, but because of the Rot in his body, he's forced to eat more to sustain himself (and I'm a firm supporter of the "he has Rot on his back wear his spear sticks to" theory and the "he gains back tentacles in the last cycles of his life" theory)

Spearmaster: they/them (agender)

They're aromantic and asexual

They're lawful neutral, they do the tasks being given to them by iterators, because a mission is a mission, not necessarily because its the right thing to do (like Hunter who really went out of his way) They aren't interested in finding a partner, they are happy just being with SRS again

Artificer: she/her (but she doesn't mind being called a they to be honest, call her a he and she'll kill you), lesbian

I deduced she's a lesbian because she's a certified girlboss

Artificer starts as true neutral, then chaotic neutral and at the end she full on goes chaotic evil, if she embraces violence and forgets everything else, but she goes back to true neutral if the Echo got through to her and she decides to go to the Depths instead

Gourmand: he/him, straight

He's my cis/straight guy, he's an ally though, 100%!

Gourmand is chaotic good to me, he's a good, smart and kind leader, but he also is a chaotic little chonker and those things can coexist

Rivulet: he/she, mostly he, trans (was afab at birth), his sexuality is pansexual probably

Rivulet is chaotic neutral, he's all over the place and a bit odd, he does a lot of things just because he can, but she's neither good or evil, just chaos (she's got a soft spot for Moon though!)

Saint: they/them nonbinary/agender, aromantic and asexual

Saint is true neutral, they ascend others not out of desire to kill or a desire to cause good, it's because it has to happen and they have the power to do it. They aren't good, bad, lawful or chaotic, they just are

Inv: any pronouns, they don't care, just use whatever for table

Sexuality: pansexual and polyamorous

Pansexual because fish can fall in love with every gender of slugcat in the dating sim

Polyamorous because honestly chaos just wants to date them all and be loved by them

Inv is chaotic neutral, but like scratch out neutral for the most part

Bonus:

Teal (Survivors and Monks sibling)

She/her and bisexual!

Since most people don't even know she exists, I can give her whatever hc I want and be the first to claim her as my blorbo, so dibs on Teal!

To me, she's a bit of a tomboy and the middle child (huh that explains how she's mostly ignored by the community), she's smaller than even Monk and she reluctantly moved away from the Tree with her parents, because although she didn't want to lose hope that her brothers would come back, she had to go with her already grieving and stressed out parents

I hc she left a trail to their new location for her bro's too!

Bonus 2:

In my most recent survivor run, I adopted two pups, Crow and Lime, you can see them on my page as the big image above my profile pic

They're semi canon to me, so they get to be in the post too

Crow (the black one): Any pronouns, aromantic and sapphic (likes ladies)

Lime (the green one): They/he pronouns, gay

Crow is true neutral, she's sweet to me, but a real murderer of lizards and also she just stands around, waiting for me to carry them (hc them as autistic)

Lime is chaotic good, they're high energy and loyal, even when I jump into wormgrass, this kid followed me (Crow watched like: ain't doing that bye)

(They have adhd)

These two, summarised: middle child and youngest child (Survivor has eldest child energy tho)

[autodialog]

That Bastard is Back

I need a lot of help right now.

Sorry, I'm inventorying the liquor cabinet.

My drinking hasn't gotten that bad.

But it's increasing. I've been watching you and wondering if you were going to do something stupid.

I don't know. I've never had a problem with booze. I was a take-it-or-leave-it drinker. But I've noticed I'm drinking more.

Believe me, I know. I wish I knew why.

You're supposed to be my inner sage, my satan, my jiminy cricket. How the hell could you not know?

Well, maybe I do but the point of all of this is you have to figure it out yourself. You know that you can't teach a man something he thinks he already knows.

Yeah, and?

Well, when a man comes to realize a truth on his own, he owns it more than anything anyone tells him. Like that group theory thing.

That all groups of the same prime order are isomorphic?

Yeah. Honestly I don't know what that's about, really.

I've forgotten. I haven't used it.

But you remembered it, like that bit about walking into every interpersonal interaction like it's a conflict.

I didn't tell you about that.

I read your journal, too.

You bastard.

It's my job. And you did forget it, technically, which is why you need to read your journals more often, and don't make the crack.

It hadn't crossed my mind until you brought it up.

Good. So what's getting you down.

I'll just wave my hands around me at the rest of the universe.

Ah, there's your writer's hyperbole kicking in again. It's not the whole universe. It's not even the world.

How the hell do we let this happen?

The Fordists played the long game and they're gonna get their slaves in the US. They have to you use you because cloning technology just isn't there. Welcome to the Brave New World.

Crap. If you're in that mood then what hope do I have?

That's for me to know and you to find out.

Don't be cryptic. Help me out. I can't look at the news. I can't call my mother. I can see why people say ignorance is bliss.

Ignorance is ignorance. So the truth is out there.

Bastard did the Gish Gallop on executive orders today, causing harm to millions of people for no benefit to anyone. I don't even see how he's going to profit off of it like he did with the crypto scams he just ran. There's too much junk to sort it all out. I'm not sure anyone but the Heritage Foundation knows exactly how bad it's gonna get.

Well, it won't be bad for them. Why is this bad for you?

Ever hear of oikeiôsis? I have friends who will be hurt by this. I have co-workers who will be kicked out of the country and probably sent to Brazil.

Brazil can be nice.

They're from Mexico.

He is a bastard, isn't he? You know why, of course.

Because he thinks happiness is subject to the rules of a zero-sum-game.

Christ, what an asshole. Anyway, how does one break a zero-sum-game?

Don't play.

Well ... yeah, what does that look like.

Silly, if I think about it. Let me posit my first solution: Do something every day that I know makes me happy.

Dopamine rush for the win.

Except it's tainted by some foolish idea that my happiness is mine and therefore is not Trump's and I'm playing the same damn game he's playing.

So don't play. What if you did things that made other people happy instead? Would Trump be able to take away their happiness?

He would be cruel to them so he could feel better.

You don't know that. All you've got is a probability based on decades of experience watching him. Yeah, he'd be cruel. I can't imagine him using his power to benefit anyone but himself. So does that mean you have to the same thing?

No. If I can make the world a better place even just a little bit I will have helped.

And I think you do. You don't parrot quotations to answer people's questions, but try to genuinely help. Although you got a bit testy with one guy today.

If you've taught me anything it's the need sometimes to get into a person's face. Sometimes a sharp slap works best. It's not by preferred way of dealing with people.

But you're not afraid to use it. You've actually gotten braver in your interactions, even if you do tend to see them as confrontations. What's up with that?

I had friends who really challenged every decision I made. I got tired of it, which is why I'm not really friends with them anymore. They're moving away and I don't know how to say goodbye, because this seems final.

It was final years ago. Why are you really afraid of seeing them?

I don't want to get shot. They're Lee Greenwood Republicans, hoping the country will fall apart so they can become king and queen of everything in range of their scopes.

Damn, that's cold. Even for you.

Yeah, I feel guilty about it. So all of this and you're telling me to go make the world a better place. Any suggestions?

Do what you tell people: Start local. Practice. You're just a handle to most people out there anyway. They're not going to find you. Hell, the ones who don't live in the US don't dare enter our borders for fear of being arrested.

Yeah, I could. I should. What's the point of me if I'm just going to sulk and drink.

I'd say there isn't one, but you are a husband, a son, a brother, a friend. You have lots to do and people need a calm wise voice.

I'm not calm and I don't feel very wise.

Let's work on the calm.

I can't let it go. All I can see is losing everything and being sent to the work camps.

Hey, at least you'd lose that extra weight you need to shed.

Fuck you, I'm going to bed.

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SHEKSNSN ugh akutami literally set it all up dropped a crumb of Inumaki clan lore in jjk0 and did absolutely nothing with it i was fr reading waiting for that lore moment HELLO imagine me seeing culling games and going hahahahahahaahhawhere’sinumakihahahahahaha it fr became a running joke with my friends where every chapter itd be like “will Inumaki show up this week??” Yeah so guess we all know the answer to that but FR whiteboard and marker or a notepad or even his like phone or something….

LMAOOOO guess I’ve gotta add jjk mahito scene rewatch to my list too I know there definitely were some more majestic looking scenes though LOL

FRRR it was actually so so funny and that’s also the first thing i noticed the roundness of alola…like bro what happened….man but YESS post s2 rewatch!!!

NO FR like why would you like to my face like that those give me trust issues Otoya just taking L after L LMAOOO

A MOVIE omg wait imagine like a historical drama yoooooooo maybe you should consider screenwriting (is that the role? Script/story making or wtv) as a side hustle LMAO

Otoya thinking he’s being a little shit and Karasu walks out of the meet and greet after like “holy shit dude you’re the best I just scored a date” and otoyas like “YOU FUCKING WHAT????” Cue the that should be me audio again

SJDHSJSHS NOT THE SAE THEME trust im holding up my end of the bet if you do that I transform into isagi anon or rin anon (to match the itoshi yk)

- Karasu anon

PLSSS not the running joke omg i'm crying...that way inumaki did not in fact show up at all except for in the form of a tape recorder was lowkey crazy work?? but ykw at least he's out here living!! actually ykw that reminds me of is like for some reason there were a LOT of people that thought inumaki was evil for some reason?? it was like a really popular theory LMAOO idek why lowkey it would've been fun if he was evil at least he would've had plot relevancy that way

i have a lot of mahito edits saved from like 3 years ago if you're ever in need i'm sure i can scroll back and send some to you HAHAH actually i have a lottt of jjk edits saved now that i'm thinking about it because i was so into it for like two or so years so plenty of time to accumulate material

YEAH it's such a weird thing to say roundness but that's truly the only way to descibe it like it's just overly nick jr.-ified SDJHFSL anyways yeah i do think an xy rewatch may be in order so i can refamiliarize myself with anime-only lore for kalos

is it even a miraverse story if otoya ISN'T taking l's LMAOAOO i feel like he's always up to something and getting clowned on whenever he appears (except hollyhock but even there his love interest is like insane and he ends up dead so it's still an l overall just a less silly one)

that's what i was thinking like a historical drama but it's just hollyhock SLJFHD live action karasu and otoya would actually be crazy though ngl i'd have to change their descriptions because there's no way mr protractor and mr white-and-green could look at all natural or historically accurate...i've actually never considered trying to write a screenplay before but lowkey i think it would be fun!! maybe one day i'll attempt it

the "that should be me" audio is as trademark of the miraverse (specifically otoya ngl) as the "just working" audio HAHAH but no fr otoya is def so mad because if he had known that they were real tickets he would've gone himself and (unsuccessfully) tried to rizz reader up (in his mind if karasu managed it'd be easy for him but that ignores the fact that reader only even wanted karasu because of his loser mannerisms and total lack of suave charm)

HAHAHA omg okay if ever the day comes you can be rin anon and i'll be sae-themed it'll be insane everyone will think we've finally joined the dark side