#believerindaydreams

[dying-suffering-french-stalkers]

Hey if you were to rec Three and only three Lupin episodes, what would they be? I may be in the market for a new distraction

Oh MAN this is hard because there are so many flavors of Lupin!! I would love to rec specific movies or a selection of eps from various series, but if it's Three And Only Three, I think I have to give you only episodes from Part 2 because it's the best way to showcase the whole gang.

So without further ado, my Lupin III Part 2 sampler platter:

“Vault Assault” (“Lupin Laughs at the Alarm Bell”) - A top-tier episode where they do an actual normal heist for once! I like this one because everyone gets to do their part. This episode also contains my favorite dub line: “Grooving down the road, top down, cranking the good stuff: This is the reason God invented America!”

“Buns, Guns, and Fun in the Sun” (“Wads of Bills Bloom in the Rio Sunset”) - Deeply silly early ep that begins normally but gets more bonkers as it goes on. Highly recommend the English dub for this one as well.

“Albatross: Wings of Death” - This absolute banger was written and directed by Hayao Miyazaki and as such includes Airplanes and Funny Running and Good Food and Women Kicking Ass. I recommend the sub for this one but the older English dub is fine too.

If you like any of these, rest assured I have many more Lupin recommendations, including more serious or character-focused installments (or on the flipside, completely batshit insane ones). Part 1 has some real bangers too, and the animation is way better, but that's a rec post for another time.

[copperbadge]

A very pleasant lilac day to you, Sam

And to you! I had a hard boiled egg for lunch. No reasonably-priced affection on offer so far, but I suppose the night is young...

[serpercival]

🌹

From the next chapter of Mating Habits:

"I could believe he loved me when I was there, when he was tellin’ me every single day, but after that… when he wasn’t in front’a me, it was hard not to believe he was keepin’ me around just to get dicked down in a way nobody else was gonna be able to give him.”

[paulgadzikowski]

I am losing my mind this week. Any chance of a fun Harry Sullivan comfort sketch? Maybe doing something Counterintuitive and or silly

[rad-roche]

my god i could couldn't i.........

sometimes i have romantic notions of doing a tarot deck because i think the watercolour style i have is suited to it, and then i remember that consists of 78 cards and then blood and some sort of black goo starts shooting out of my eyes

[gingersnaptaff]

38, 39, 43?

38: My childhood career choice

Mermaid or deep sea diver!

39: My favorite ice cream flavor

Just had strawberry cheesecake which was super yummy!

43: Sexiest person that comes to my mind immediately

Jacob Ifan. Pls Google. You will not be disappointed. (He is Arthur to me)

[neil-neil-orange-peel]

It's Prompt Selection Time!

I've added everything that was submitted to the first form, though when two prompts were similar I've amalgamated them into one. Please share this around, scumbags! We'll need a lot more people to answer this one to get any kind of coherent results (and if we don't... we'll cross that bridge later 😂).

This form is anonymous too, so have no fear. Now: vote!

Tagging @rjavenuru @believerindaydreams @miiiwu

[stephantom]

@marlocandeea I took the Percy Shelley book of poetry! thank you for tagging me :)

Tagging @obliviousmelon @howtoleavetheplanet @boopill @marley-manson @scifihobbit @anintelligentoctopus @sybilius @believerindaydreams @lyledebeast and anyone who sees this and wants to do it!

[girlfriendsofthegalaxy]

tuesday again 8/29/2023

my ENTIRE SUMMER has been either worrying about moving or actually moving. ALL OF IT. however an incredibly hot butch milf on the gay community bulletin board/dating app lex has finally answered my piteous call for gun safety classes with an invitation to her private range. unfortunately she is a landlord who owns a VERY large apartment complex. houston is a land of contrasts

listening

more joywave! one of my favorite bands bc they are best listened to in full album format, and i did a fuck of a lot of driving this weekend. little lies you’re told has an opening like a big machine warming up while you are in a control room way high up on a gantry somewhere. spotify

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reading (2x bonus round)

All The Trimmings by Tesni Morgan (published 2001 in the UK) is a gift from @believerindaydreams. it is “erotic fiction written by women for women” (debatable) and “the publishers recommend that this book should be sold only to adults”. also, “Black Lace novels contain sexual fantasies. In real life, make sure you practise safe sex.” idk i’ve ever seen that kind of notation on an american novel before? fascinating precursor to the saccharine little “stay safe kids” ao3 authors notes

i do find the premise genuinely fun and compelling— two divorced milfs opening a hotel/bordello with historically themed rooms. i have had to look up a lot of british purple prose and i refuse to believe anyone says “rogering” in real life.

im being edged with glimmerings of bisexuality. every time one of the milfs gets turned on and goes out roaming to distract herself from being turned on, i go “oh?” like at a pokemon go egg, but so far all the dalliances and encounters have been dudes.

had a very strange experience with cormac mccarthy's blood meridian. i don’t normally interrogate whether or not i am the intended audience for a work except when it’s literally made for children, bc i as a modern bisexual woman am the intended audience for vanishingly few works. for example, many entire genres (westerns) are very challenging to enjoy.

a western has never made me go "wait so why DO i like westerns at all" so hard. like, what AM i doing here in this genre that is often deeply fucking uncomfortable to consume as a woman, and where the most foundational american and european works of the genre often uncritically embrace the worst parts of the american mythos in the most violent way possible? i do believe critics when they say mccarthy is not embracing violence for the sake of, and in fact has something to say with his revisionist western, but my god is it hard to wade through. anyway, dad media will not fuck me and i still have only a tenuous grasp on why i try so hard to glean enjoyment from it.

i know what mccarthy is trying to do and the overall tone of “weird old maybe-uncle” spinning a yarn to a big group of you and your cousins around a fire somewhere is pretty effective. unfortunately I have less tolerance for mccarthy’s style now than when I read The Road thirteen years ago in high school. i was immediately super invested in The Road’s single dad and how he and his kid were surviving, which does not need a lot of interiority.

blood meridian also has very little interiority. the first five chapters are a teen falling in and out of various fights. i was not, and am still not invested. if im reading A Man Goes On A Journey western (as opposed to A Stranger Comes to Town western) i would like to know two or three things about the man, especially if it seems to be angling at a bildungsroman. i don't typically care for third-person objective narration when it is this closely focused on one guy, and i really don't care for loving descriptions of maggots. comforting to know a lot of critics were also squicked out by this book. so it goes.

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watching

finished watching s1 of spy x family! a Legally Not West German spy in Legally Not East Berlin has to go into deep cover and pose as a family man in order to gain access to Legally Not Erich Honecker, because the only social events Legally Not Erich Honecker goes to are the ones at his son's elite prep school.

this man FLINGS himself into being the absolute best husband and father possible. for the mission, of course.

i found the first few episodes the best, which is generally the opposite of my normal anime experience. i think it does a really good job of balancing high-octane spy hijinks and chases and explosions with very domestic concerns (he PROPOSES. with a THE RING OFF A HAND GRENADE. AFTER THROWING IT), and once you're really hooked on these characters it turns into a bit of a curtainfic. curtainanime? i had fun with all of it and anxiously await season two, but the actual applied spycraft does drop off significantly as the series goes on.

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playing

we're going to continue with out of context genshin screencaps for the duration. the watery land of fontaine has a neat smorgsabord of visual style-- freshwater but also saltwater but also the aquarium section at petsmart.

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making

unpacking mostly. acquired this coffee table and its mother. needs a very deep cleaning and some touchups but is intact. the individual tables are a bit large for like individual party drinks tables but all six together are QUITE large. four tigether would be a comfortable coffee table size for many apartments imo but! bc everything truly is bigger in Texas including my apartment it works for right now. for the first time in my life i am considering a sectional sofa bc the living/dining room is that dang big.

[theoremproved]

@believerindaydreams​  I found a more detailed image of Four’s Secret Second Scarf on a Robot rewatch.

it’s quite an interesting scarf, actually (though I doubt Four can have a boring scarf, first or second): from the image where you have first noticed it, I thought it had stripes, but the print looks much more complicated here.

All I can make out when it’s folded like this, though, is the green border around the edges...

[dying-suffering-french-stalkers]

As the Bestest Authority on Peter O'Toole I know, question for you- do you know anything about a 1992 comedy called Rebecca's Daughters?

I haven't watched it (Yet.) but I have absolutely seen photos/stills of Peter's costume in this! I should find this, it's been too long since I watched a niche-ass movie for a favorite actor.

[lurking-latinist]

"🪲 Recommend a great fic centered on your favorite character!" From the ask game please, lat :)

as asked by @serpercival, @73chn1c0l0rr3v3l, and @believerindaydreams roughly eighteen centuries ago, a fic featuring Romana! I want to hold her gently and take care of her and in this fic the Doctor gets to do that:

Sun and Moon and Stars Go With Her by @ontologicalmoki

At a still moment before they reach the final showdown, trudging slowly through the vortex in an old type 12 Tardis, the Doctor bandages Romana’s wounded shoulder. A missing scene from the Shada novelization, after the incident at Shada and before the apprehension of Skagra.

(the asks were for this ask game!)

[serpercival]

The Conspicuous Lack of a Retirement Party - Doctor Who (1963)

For @believerindaydreams, who made the post that originally inspired this. There's a lot more incoming that spawned from the basic idea, but I couldn't help but post the first thousand words or so. There's some tentative Third Doctor/The Brigadier, but it could definitely be read as platonic.

Set in the immediate aftermath of "Doctor Who and the Silurians", featuring the Third Doctor, Liz Shaw, and Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart. They/them pronouns are used for the Doctor :)

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The Doctor hadn’t stopped pacing for three hours, forty-seven minutes, and… twenty-nine seconds, Liz observed upon checking her watch. She gave her distilling equipment one more thorough check.

Three hours, fifty-two minutes, and fifty-five seconds.

“Do you want me to let you know when you hit four hours?” Liz asked, leaning back against her lab bench. The Doctor grumbled something unintelligible. Maybe it wasn’t even English. They had moved on to predatorily circling the TARDIS, eyes fixed on the lab door.

At four hours, thirteen minutes, and nineteen seconds, Liz got up and stood in front of the door. “You can’t do this forever.”

“No,” the Doctor said, clenching their fists. “Only until Lethbridge-Stewart gets here.”

“You could do something productive during the wait, couldn’t you?”

The Doctor finally stopped. Liz refused to flinch under their glare. It was like they wanted to snarl at her.

“I am not doing any more work for that trigger-happy buffoon! Not ever, do you understand me? I am quitting. Abandoning ship. I won’t stoop so low as to leave without a formal resignation, but if I see him more than once in the next thousand years I swear I’ll–”

“What will you do, Doctor?” Liz asked, tilting her head. She was trying to maintain her casual air of disinterest but it was getting more difficult with every passing moment that the Doctor’s gaze drilled into her. “You can’t actually be considering leaving just because–”

“I’m not considering, I’ve decided!” the Doctor snapped. Liz couldn’t help but step back. The Doctor took a long, shaky breath and sat on their lab stool. “He killed them all, Liz. He could have gone against orders, but he didn’t. I can’t stay here. I can’t condone that.”

“The Brigadier would have lost his post if he went against orders. Then where would you be?”

“In exactly the same position as before,” the Doctor huffed. “I’m stuck on this miserable rock because I disobeyed my superiors, do you remember that?”

“You never stop reminding me.”

The door opened behind Liz. The Brigadier greeted her with a nod of his head. The Doctor’s gaze was burning properly, now. Liz decided then and there that she never wanted to do anything to pull the full weight of their anger. She couldn’t understand how the Brigadier managed to stand there so placidly with it bearing down on him.

The Brigadier lifted his chin. “I know what you’re going to say, Doctor, and–”

“Goodbye, Alistair,” the Doctor said, firmly.

“What?”

“I’m leaving. Dump the TARDIS on a street corner somewhere. I’ll be able to find her.”

“You can’t leave,” the Brigadier spluttered. Liz was abruptly aware of her position between the two men and sidled back to her lab bench.

“Are you going to stop me?”

The Brigadier was silent, his jaw set. It would be good to be the only scientific advisor around here, Liz supposed, but if that meant losing the Doctor? She couldn’t endorse that, no matter how much it annoyed her that she didn’t get the recognition she deserved.

“I suppose I’m not,” the Brigadier finally said. “It would be courteous to remind you, however, that you are not a citizen of this planet. Were you to tender your resignation, UNIT would be obligated to detain you.”

The Doctor closed their eyes for a brief, eternal moment. The Brigadier shot Liz a glance. He knew as well as she did that they wouldn’t be able to stop the Doctor from leaving if they had a full battalion.

“You should be very glad I’m not like the rest of my people, Alistair,” the Doctor said, softly. They opened their eyes and the Brigadier actually flinched. Liz looked down at her notes and pretended she hadn’t seen. “I don’t believe for a moment that any other Time Lord would leave quietly after being threatened.”

“I’m not–”

“Of course you are!” The Doctor whirled to their feet, that ridiculous cape of theirs trailing out behind them. The effort it was taking the Brigadier to stay in place was obvious. “Tell me what UNIT does to non-humans, Brigadier.”

“Doctor–”

“Tell me!”

“We eliminate the threat. Never you, Doctor. Never.”

The Doctor scoffed. “That’s bureaucratic babble for murder and you know it.”

They turned, beginning to gather their things. Most of it was in the TARDIS, but there were a few bits and bobs scattered around the lab. Their sonic screwdriver. An old coffee tin where they had been shoving the pay UNIT insisted on giving them. The Doctor glanced at Liz for only the briefest moment and she suddenly understood why the Brigadier had flinched. She was reminded of a trip to the zoo as a child. Her sister had banged on the glass in the lion enclosure and the beast had bared his fangs and roared, ready to snap his jaws shut on the morsels that had made themselves so easily known.

Liz looked away, swallowing the bile that had risen in her throat. The Doctor wasn’t dangerous. They weren’t going to pounce to tear her limb from limb, no matter how firmly her mind screamed it. Still, there was no glass. Nothing to protect her if they decided to follow through on the implied threat.

“Liz?” the Doctor was saying. They touched her cheek, gently, and all her muscles went stiff to prevent her from flinching away from the threat and the cold of their fingers. “I’m sorry, Liz. I forget to be careful with all these soldiers around. Their minds aren’t nearly so open.”

Liz decided that her best option was to be empirical. She calmly observed the key placed into her hand, the chill of the Doctor leaning in to kiss her on the cheek and whisper to her.

“So she can find you again.”

There was nothing romantic about the kiss. She didn’t think she would have wanted there to be. The Doctor and the Brigadier’s relationship was strained at the best of times. It wouldn’t do to get in the way of the something that was there, the something that crept around the edges of her thoughts when the Doctor called him Alistair instead of Brigadier. The Doctor considered her a friend and nothing more, as she thought about them. They certainly didn’t call her pet names.

The key in her hand was simple, something that wouldn’t look out of place on her key ring if it hadn’t been so vibrantly metallic. Her eyes slid through it to land on the silvery reflections contained within.

Liz worked to piece together the data. The Doctor’s fury, the TARDIS key in her hand, the way the Brigadier’s knuckles were white on his swagger stick.

“This is a rash decision,” she said. The Doctor closed her fingers around the key and stepped away.

She put the key on the same ring as her others. Her car key, house key, and the key to the TARDIS next to them, like they were all of the same mundane quality.

When Liz looked back up, the Doctor was gone.

[paulgadzikowski]

Artery, tea stains?

For the ethereal asks game

Artery: Does the whole of creation frighten you a bit, in a good or bad way?

Yes, in a good way. There's a word sonder which means something like the perception that there are millions of people each with their own lives and hopes and dreams. I get sonder e.g. when I drive up or down Lake Shore Drive in Chicago and look at all the windows in the apartment buildings.

Sometimes I draw Superman diving into the sun or flying at hyperspeed to the edge of the universe and back, just Because It's There.

Tea stains: Name three of your followers you would like to have tea with?

@believerindaydreams is actually my only Tumblr follower/mutual I have met, twice, so we can take that as read and I'll name three four others because I still can't narrow it down to three: @animate-mush, @capricorn-0mnikorn, @athelind, and @pedanther.

[200-word-rpgs]

Collected entries for 2024-11-30:

Le Alien ne parle point françois by @detentescapement

ALL THE KING'S MEN by @dialectical-songbird

THE ANTARCTIC: A Fangame? by @ringedretrospective

An attempt to write an RPG that is shorter than its title, which has been padded slightly to make this goal possible by @arcanistlupus

Aw Fuck, NaNoWriMo Ends Tonight by @rathayibacter

Being-toward-death by Koliaza (submitted by @lordystardust676 on their behalf)

Charcuterie Roulette by @icarosaurvus

Core Competence by @rathayibacter

Dagobert et Saint-Éloi by @bossarmadimon

Destiny: Stay Dusk by @notsomeoneyouknow

Dicy Tracks by @zastro-thebeholder

Earth, Sun and Rain Grow a Plant by @cornishpatsy

Easy Submission by @boredtosizzle

Expert Professional Liars by @souridealist

Exotic Guests by @zastro-thebeholder

The Fallen Die by @clarkpadmore

Four Choices by @sunmaea

from nothingness by @kalinary

Got to Get Out of Here by @preponderance-of-parallelograms

HERMES by @fagenthusiast

HEXecutive Dysfunction by @that-house

I'm an English Major, Not a Scientist! by @coopbella

Interlocked Fates - An RPG Made of Interlocking Individual 200-Word TTRPGs by @thefaewriter

AN INTIMATE INTERPLAY OF SWORDSMANSHIP ATOP A SUNLIT PEAK by @seth-a-nahk

I wanna participate but I waited til the last minute! by @patient-sunshine

The Last Mission of a Pilot of the 588th Night Bomber Regiment by @nochnye-vedmy

Ledgermen by @whorelandoflorida

Lies of Men's Fates by @shyce-overgod

Minute to Midnight by @chaotic-error

Naive Rules to Argumentative Fantastical Play by @meticulac

Oh fuck by @kavka--esque

On God’s Desk By End Of Days by @krawkpaladin

Prototypes by @derpravener

Quaint Seaside Town Stuck In A Time Loop by @believerindaydreams

Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are an RPG by @verysharpfish

Secret Agents of the 60s by @wrrdbrrd

Sneaky Snack by @blueberrybananasmoothie

Tail of a Scorpion: A Bestiary Game by @strixcattus

TANGERRITORIAL by @certified-llama-chauffeur

That Guy, The Game - or - Catan Doesn’t Ruin Friendships, People Ruin Friendships by @bitternest

This Isn't Even My Final Form by @zuritee

Voidsliders by @meanderxander

THE WRECKED PLATOON by @zeitghost

YELLOW FAMILY by @two-energy-counters

!(Zombie Apocalypse) ? Proceed As Usual : CYOA by @that-house

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200 Word RPGs 2024

Each November, some people try to write a novel. Others would prefer to do as little writing as possible. For those who wish to challenge their ability to not write, we offer this alternative: producing a complete, playable roleplaying game in two hundred words or fewer.

This is the submission thread for the 2024 event, running from November 1st, 2024 through November 30th, 2024. Submission guidelines can be found in this blog's pinned post, here.

[gingersnaptaff]

😊 say something nice about your writing

I like my characters even if sometimes they run away from me. Idk. They're fun! Frustrating, bit fun.