#fucki misspelled “and” again.

[eggsbenedictinurmom]

Yes fellas, it is time.

Yet another episode of Mike's Save Shenanigans™! I made a few pictures this time, so I'll spill the tea about those first!

Leshy asked me to make him my disciple, thus making all my spouses so far be disciples, which I honestly accepted. Also he may have issues over not feeling good enough bc he keeps wanting to prove himself. Like bro, as long you don't cheat on me again you're perfect. Stop fucking yourself over so much. You could've died on that follower crusade, istg

Baby Latte <3 She grew up so fast 😔

Also I have no footage of this sadly but she asked if she could marry me. I do NOT know how the family tree looks like at this point, it probably resembles the fnaf timeline by now.

Pumpkin Spice drank their first and last alcohol drink with their mother and didn't even get drunk. They really were an angel.

Speaking of, Pumpkin Spice died on a crusade. There was literally only a 8% chance they'd fail, and it was my first time getting this in the game, so damn, my luck sucks ass. Their mom was too drunk to assist in the funeral, so Nari helped. Why tf does my auto correct correct Nari to "Hard" LMFAO-

Sozo died a day before them btw 😢 didn't take footage of the funeral sadly, so here's his grave

Don't act like I can't see you gossiping without me 😠

Also I have no footage of this at all but Shamura descented after drinking a glass of wine and HOLY FUCK I FORGET TO RESURRECT THEM AGAIN. WHY DO I KEEP FORGETTING!???!!?? OH MY GODSSSSSSS

Also Latte is my disciple number 4 now hehe ☺

[thelreads]

You know what, it’s 2021 in most of the earth right now, and since we’re still in the casual moment™, not to say the alcohol ingested while I hugged my dog throughout the night, I think I can allot to make a random, unprompted post about my family, more specifically my parents love story, because it’s so contrived and weird like a bad angsty romance that I still question them about it every now and again, including earlier today- no wait, yesterday(?).

See, I’m from a small town in the country, where one side of my family has been living pretty much since they arrived in this country (the ones that didn’t misspelled their names that is, the traitors...) and where the other side had arrived fairly recently.

It already starts as a cliche romance, as my mom had just transferred to my dad’s school, and ended up on his class. According to him, he instantly feel in love with her eye-straining pink sweater and 80′s hairstyle, so we kick-off with “love at first sight”.

Alright, two 15-16-years-old teens, friends for a long time before they started dating, yadda yadda, standard stuff... That’s usually where the following trope would be “the families disapproved”, but its quite the opposite, as my grandma liked my father so much that she pretty much said that if my mother ever broke up with him she would disowned. Amazing how with him being like, the 7th son-in-law she had in total he still ended up being the favorite.

Stuff happens, some years pass, they end up breaking up- that is, my mom breaks up with him because he wanted to get serious and she wasn’t ready for it. Angsty stuff, adds drama to the plot, although its completely ruined by our jokes over the matter: The breakup happened the day following easter, and my dad had brought a reaaally big, expensive gift for her, that, as me and my sister like to point out, she almost seemed to have waited for after he gave her the chocolate before breaking up with her.

They stay apart a few years, without seeing each other, what is really fucking odd when I stop to think about it, since the small is minuscule, you can’t walk more than five feet without seeing someone you know, AND the fact that my dad was best friends with pretty much all of her brothers, but I’ll try not to think about it too much, I’m a bit too dizzy for that right now. I know that after a while (non specified hoe long it was, but I’m betting at least a year) he started working at a nearby town, where he met someone else.

Now things get fucky in here... See, he met someone else, started dating, and according to what I was told by my “reliable sources”, it was pretty much an engagement in all but name. In the other side, my mom also had started dating again, and since some time had passed already in that front, she was actually already engaged to another person.

Both sides apart, oh, how would they even get back together? Simple, a deus ex machina from the universe itself. I don’t know which one of my witch aunts suggested it, but my mom went to see a old fortune teller, to ask about her future, and the woman told her a lot, including the part where she wouldn’t be happy with this person she was with, something along the lines of not being the right person.

She broke up her engagement because she saw that the woman seemed to know waaay too much for her to ignore. No, really, that’s what happened. A tarot deck was the fork in the road for her.

I’m still convinced that was my sister’s previous life, as it was so out of place and unexpected that there’s no way that it wasn’t her just making sure we’d be born one way or another.

Well, going back to my dad, that was in the marriage anniversary of his girlfriend/fiancee’ grandparents, when he heard the news about my mom having broken up with her current fiance. News apparently traveled fast back in the 90′s as he was in the next town over at the moment... Anyway, to make a long story short, he broke up with her, right there, in the middle of the party, and rushed back to my town.

You know, he insists that he only broke up with her because he didn’t wanted something that serious, even though as we previously mentioned, they were almsot engaged in all but the official ways, but that doesn’t fool us, we know he was only playing the long game, waiting for a moment to strike...

...And strike he did, as the following morning he was already in front of my grandmother’s house, waiting to talk with my mother again, what I assume was the first time in quite some time.

That was around 4-5 moths before they got married, if I recall correctly, and 9 months before evil being spawned into the world.

And that’s the incredibly weird and mildly infuriating story of how me and my sister are here right now. My god, I swear I’d be pretty pissed off I ever saw characters like this in a story, like really pissed off, but, it’s life, there’s not much I can say, I’d grumble about the actions if I saw that happening in television but I probably wouldn’t put down the OTP flag.

Huh, I probably skipped a lot of details there, like the other 2-3 kids my dad apparently had in the meantime, not to say I must’ve wrote a lot of stuff wrong without noticing, but my mind it’s getting a bit dizzy now, so I’ll allow this unnecessary sharing of my life to be the first post of the year.

Happy new Year everyone

Now, to sleep I go, probably to be really confused when I wake up and read this

[vexley]

Just  Things About Riverdale, Chapter Eight: The Outsiders, Part 2

I said I’d be back to add more, because I was super tired the first time I posted about Chapter Eight. So, I watched it again, and it made me just as angry as it did the first time around. Enjoy!

Honestly not at all invested in Fred & Hermione’s relationship. Sorry, not sorry.

Ngl, I kind of ship Polly and Cheryl???

Dude, could you IMAGINE?

Still fucking furious at Sheriff Keller.

Am I the only one who keeps comparing Sheriff Keller and Kevin with Sheriff Stilinski and Stiles??

I really need more Beronica screen time. Honestly, just.

They’re playing video games, that is so adorable.

Oh my god, was this what they were like B.G. (Before Grundy)?

I think maybe I need some flashbacks.

Jughead is so snarky in this episode, I love it endlessly.

I bet Jughead has daydreams about sharing a college dorm with Archie. I mean, c’mon. Or had, I suppose. I really don’t think he’s completely forgiven him yet.

Scooby Gang meet-up.

Veronica comforting Betty.

Kevin & Veronica’s friendship.

I still think the baby shower was a terrible idea.

I was right.

BOYFRIEND.

Am I the only one who thinks Archie looks more jealous of Betty than Jughead?

Not sure how to feel about Alice Cooper anymore.

Veronica jumping to Betty’s defense.

Veronica giving Betty the elevator eyes.

That head-tilt though.

I’m still pissed at Archie.

Family dinner, and Betty is sitting right next to Veronica rather than her sister?

Yes.

I could not care less about this dumbass Blossom vs. Cooper bullshit.

Omg, does the entire town belong to the Blossoms?

Everyone gtfo while you still can.

lmao

Richest Man In Riverdale.

Honestly, who gives a fuck? It’s Riverdale--some tiny ass town that no one cares about.

HA! Kevin and Hermione’s shoes.

That sounded less weird in my head.

Aaaaaaahh, Jughead’s smile.

Archie and Jughead just talking!

Is Kevin sipping beer???

Poor Moose.

I guess.

Honestly, I’m not that invested in him as a character.

I’m really fucking sick of these Buick commercials.

I’m really starting to wonder if Sheriff Keller is the only cop in town.

Veronica being totally happy for Betty!

Sorry guys, it’s Beronica, I can’t help it!

Does Archie really not understand why talking shit about the Serpents would upset Jughead? I mean really? They’ve been friends for years, right? Jughead has lived in South Side for years--you would have to be really fucking dense not to pick up on something like this.

Same with Betty?

Everything about this scene just pisses me off.

Joaquin’s fucking EYES though.

I just.

Archie really is a dumbass.

Like, there is no logic behind this plan. He has absolutely zero proof that the Serpents are involved. How did they even become suspects? There is no evidence, and Veronica and Betty didn’t even try to talk him out of this.

The writers must have thought this was the necessary way to reveal that FP was a Serpents member and allude to his involvement in regards to Jason’s murder, because I just cannot see how else this could possibly be relevant.

Where exactly in the hierarchy does FP weigh in? Because all he has to do is tell another member to stand down, and that’s it.

I have a whole lot of questions.

Get the hell off my screen, Max Greenfield.

Fucking golf clubs.

I love how Moose and Kevin are just like, “Fuck it!”

“All these years.”????

Jughead said that his dad fell off the wagon after Fred fired him, and FP is saying that it’s been years. When was the last time that Jughead saw his mom and his sister? How long has he been homeless?

No, but seriously, that sweater. I want it.

lol The way he holds the fucking cupcakes.

That sass.

LMAO I did not misspell anything there, I do mean sass.

I still love Cheryl Blossom, just so everyone knows.

I still hate Penelope Blossom, just so everyone knows.

I was not joking about the weird chemistry between FP and Fred.

I think I ship them?

It’s never not going to be funny that FP just watched Archie sneak off into the night.

Archie just fucki

Okay.

Okay, you know what? I’m just going to stop here for a minute and talk about this thing that Archie seems to love doing...

If you honestly want to read all about my fury on this subject, click here.

Jughead looks like maybe he’ll cry, and I’m not okay with that.

I definitely need to write some Polly/Cheryl AUs.

Peryl? Haha. Chery?

I’ve never even been to Chili’s, tbh.

Omg. I’m starting to hate this fucking car.

Alice Cooper looks like she’s about to give in to some of her rage issues.

Fred deserves so much better than this town.

CONFRONTATION.

“I should’ve told you about my dad when I had the chance.”

Dude, this kid has been living alone for who knows how long. He has only just reconnected (more or less) with his friends, after quite a bit of time spent keeping the fact that he’s homeless a secret.

I don’t really blame him for not laying all his cards out on the table.

I realize it’s a strange thing to say, but some times it feels like Betty is more invested in her partnership with Jughead for the Blue & Gold than she is in their actual relationship.

Now that I’m watching this again, FP’s behavior strikes me as really odd. During his talk with Fred, he seemed to be completely sober. At the trailer, once Jughead and Betty walk inside, it’s almost like he’s putting on a show of being “the drunkard.”

The way he looks at Jughead; his eyes seem very clear, and his speech isn’t slurred. It’s a huge difference from way he was acting at the Sheriff’s station the day that Jughead was taken in.

This is some fucked up shit right here.

This scene (between the Coopers) is such a major contrast in comparison to the one between Jughead and his father. I feel like it really illustrates the fact that, while both families are broken, it’s often the people you expect the least who fight the hardest for the ones they love.

[screams internally, externally, and eternally]

I really just can’t stand the fact that Jughead feels like he’s in the wrong in this situation.

“You can talk to me about anything.”

What a fucking joke?

Look at how you reacted to finding out, asshole.

“You’re like...You’re like my brother.”

Yes, you have definitely been giving off that vibe, all season.

I love the fact that they’re cementing the “bro” thing so early on.

It took the writers of Teen Wolf, like, 4 seasons.

“You are my brother.”

I’M NOT CRYING, YOU’RE CRYING!

Okay, I know this is wicked suspicious, but I’m still not convinced that FP had anything to do with Jason’s death.

“He really likes me now.”

Okay, that’s another thing that really pisses me off. Like, I know I joked about the Romeo&Juliet thing is part 1, but that is basically what they’ve turned Joaquin and Kevin’s relationship into, and I fucking hate it.

FP Jones, swooping in to save his man.

Yup, shipping it.

Party 1.