#god she is so buppy

[curestardust]

[syn4k]

one thing about myself is that my vocabulary deteriorates when i'm faced with a creature. i walked into the house yesterday and my dog padded up to meet me and i said "holy shit there's a creature. in my house. there's a fuckin' buppy a beeper dog theres a guy in my house and shes sniffing my hand and shes friendly god i'm so lucky" when i usually. Don't Talk Like That it's awesome. and when i see a CAT i just point at it and go "kitty!" which, goddamn bro it sure as hell is. that sure as hell is a cat. its like my brain reverts to its primal form (Pet the Creature and get Seratonin from it) and loses all language and its awesome i love it

[buppypilled]

Buppy's Sims Lore: Straud IV

Lore for my rendition of the Straud IV family--Vladislaus Straud and his partner Maryam :D ~ 1.7k words, barely revised

Vlad observed the silent “town”, gazed upon the expansive graveyard on the large hill in his manor. The manor was built by those who resided eternally on this hill. Some, though, still walk on this plane eternally as he does. He doesn’t know how long it has been since he left on his pilgrimage, a young man, freshly 21, who swore he would find the new world. He doesn’t remember how long it has been since he was attacked by a creature he could not recognize, something that looked so human but clearly was not. He doesn’t remember how long it has been since he became that same beast, tearing apart those who came with him, cutting their dreams short. He knows it had been a while, but he has not aged with the world around him, and he hasn’t kept track in a long time.

He has stayed, growing crueler and angrier with time. His brows set deep in their furrow, his frown seeming to grow with each day’s pass. He gazes over Midnight Hollow from his manor. A tiny place, still growing as his offspring—creatures of the night he himself produced—continued to create others and build their own spaces. He silently observed from his space above the others, watching them create, his attention was caught by tiny figures making their way to his manor.

His eyes are wide, shining with recognition. He would never forget those robes, the white and gold easily stood out in the seemingly eternal darkness of Midnight Hollow.

A priestess, no, a saint. Vladislaus was well acquainted with her. The lips he had kissed on many an evening in his village of origin, a nineteen-year-old then. A miracle worker who was given the statuses of saint and priestess quickly in their home. His gaze softens as he remembers their rendezvous on late evenings—she was a woman of God; he couldn’t possibly be seen causing her stumble in the light of the day. He recalls their late-night picnics, and nights alone in her quarters, making the most of the few hours they could have together, before he must scramble back to his home, as to not ruin her position.

He sighs, in the evening he left, he told her if he never wrote, he was probably dead. He’s always been frail, but he knows him dying was the point. The nun next to her now didn’t want him ruining her. Oh, how he hated that woman for doing so, for causing his beloved to weep that night.

But his beloved hadn’t changed. Perhaps a little older, but her face was still so soft; he was grateful his state now came with enhanced vision for this moment to see her. He figured something so beloved by God himself would always look young, he was right it seems. Her eyes were still large, full of love for everything the world had, though underneath were dark bags. He wonders how long she had been searching. She was so beautiful, a foil to the foul nun besides her. While his beloved Maryam still seemed so soft, her pale companion was very obviously aged, Straud observed. Her frown seemed deeper than when he saw her last, her brows set in a furrow deeper than even his. He could tell she was complaining, insisting the woman beside her let things go. But he knows what she is searching for: closure. And he knows she will not give up.

He wished he could have written her, but he felt too much shame. He did not want to know what she would think of him now. He didn’t want to see her fear, or her disgust, at the monster he had become. But it seemed he could not continue to avoid her, no matter how much he longed to do so forever. But he did feel immense guilt knowing she probably spent this entire time searching for him, probably hoping to formally lay him to rest back at home, in their graveyard, or perhaps stay with him forever if he wasn’t dead. Or learn he had found another woman and started a family. Anything, absolutely anything, so she can finally forget him. At least that’s what he assumes.

He cringed when they made it up the long, winding path to his manor door. He could smell their blood from the office he watched from. Holy people have such an overpowering scent. She smelled so sweet.

Vladislaus Straud has never seemed to fear anybody, but he did seem to fear her. He didn’t want his servants to answer the door, he was hoping she was just leave, assuming the slowly constructed manor to be long abandoned. But it seemed she had better sense. She could see people skittering inside, he mentally cursed the servants for lacking any understanding of stealth. He could see her leaning, presumably looking in through the stained glass.

He sighed, mentally kicking himself when a hiss passed from his lips involuntarily. He couldn’t hide for long, he figured he could get his servants, vampiric offspring, to go upstairs and be silent. Hoping that would satiate her, so he didn’t have to approach in a corporeal form, so he wouldn’t have to see her beautiful face twist with fear or worse, disgust.

He used a form he preferred for travel, a cloud of mist, he opened the door a small amount, this form isn’t very strong. He regretted it immediately, when the wind whipped the insatiable scent of holy blood to his nose. He couldn’t stop himself once they walked in.

He didn’t feel much remorse when he sank his fangs into the nun, he hated her deeply. She hated him just as much. She would take his Saint away, murmuring for his beloved to not,” occupy herself with such an unholy man”, as he would,” lead her astray”, Whatever that meant, anyway. He drained the accursed nun, ignoring the violent scratching and burn of a tiny vial of holy water she attempted to fling into his eyes. He assumed she died then, when she went limp, even paler than before. He didn’t care too much, he was occupied by the Priestess.

A part of him screamed to stop, trying desperately to pull the reigns back when his teeth sunk into her soft flesh. Despite his frenzied state, his vicious devouring of her blood, he still took note of the way her face twisted into a look he had never seen. It seemed foreign to her: absolute horror and disgust. Despite being lost to his primal urge to feast, something in him responded to it, he felt a tear begin to gather in his eye. He didn’t know he could still weep.

Even now, she gave the love only a saint could give. She choked, yet still gently pet him, weakly embraced him in a way that softly cooed, “I’ve missed you”, despite her slowly loosing strength, at least it did in his muddled mind.

He came to in that embrace. He felt a deep panic grip his soul, he knew what he had to do. He couldn’t possibly live if she, somebody more deserving of life, died that day. The servants watched as he frantically lifted her smaller form, a feat considering his need for a cane more often than not despite being such a powerful vampire and rushed her to the crypt.

He raced through the hall, placing her in his ornate coffin. He immediately demanded somebody make one for her, even more ornate than his own. The servants immediately got to it, nobody wanted to invoke his wrath.

He didn’t leave her the entire time. He hoped his attempt to turn her worked. He had the servants bury the nun that accompanied her. No coffin, merely toss her into the dirt, “If she rises again, hopefully she suffocates.”, he added when the servants questioned. He was too occupied with his lover to provide anymore words after.

He isn’t seen for a days, servants only know he is alive by the haunting melody of the organ ringing out from the crypt. He wouldn’t leave, he would have feasts brough to him, so he wouldn’t have to leave her. He worried she’d never return.

He sat silently, they had moved her to the coffin he had made for her. He was beginning to believe he had cut her life short, taken away her dreams as he had many others. He stared at his organ, at the stone bricks of the crypt. He counted the cracks, the webs, the ornate detailing of his cane. He was resigned to rotting there, with her, refusing to eat, refusing to rest, he was prepared to go out into the burning sun, to disappear and go straight to hell; he knows even in death he wouldn’t see such a pure woman again. But it would be retribution for him taking her from this plane.

He stood when he heard the coffin creak, he nearly fell whipping around. He heard a hiss, she slowly slid out from the coffin. Her once pristine robes had a deep stain of blood from where he bit before. Her eyes dark, searching. Even like this, she was beautiful to him. Her fangs bared, she staggered, searching for food. He immediately called for blood.

He felt it was an insult to give her pig’s blood, but he didn’t wish to make her drain anybody. He knew if she was conscious of her actions, she wouldn’t want to do such a thing. He’s sure if she knew what she drank now, she’d be distressed.

When she finally comes to her senses, he is holding her. He sighs when she returns his embrace, hearing her whisper how she thought he died, responding every time with a soft, “I know, I’m sorry.” It seemed she couldn’t remember what happened, or maybe she did, she was just choosing to ignore it for now, or pretending so she can get away later. He didn’t care, she’s here. He still apologized, she still quietly accepted. He insisted her companion ran away. She seemed to believe it. He couldn’t care less now.

“This isn’t a large place. It is what I found for us.”, he said softly, gripping her tight, “It can be made better with you here. We can be together here now.”, he added, hoping she can ignore the bell ringing in the graveyard.

[kristinsimp]

oh just wait :' so she gets all excited whenever she sees a cat outside bc she wants to play chase w them, right? and one time the cat was in our yard so my mom let her out to go shoo it away (bc my dad's allergic) and she was so excited!!! she went out and ran all around the yard looking for the cat she'd seen!!! probably barking or smth idk i wasn't there!!!! and she can't find it. it's literally just sitting there the whole time but she can't see it even when she runs Right Past It skfbdj :''' that cat was not phased either, it felt no fear and stayed too still for her to see it sjfbdjn :'' my dog is so dumb but we love her so much <33

oh my god buppy. buppy dog. baby. dumb as rocks. im in love

[euryalex]

Lmao there's so many questions on that 101 DA Question thing. Okay, how about 17, 33, and 38? 💕

aQSDFG YES IM SORRY 😭😂😂 THANK YOU THO FOR GOING THRU THE LONG LIST

17. What did you name your Mabari?

In my latest playthrough, I was thinking between Irving and Greagoir, for obvious reasons (I picked Irving because it’s easier to write xD) but last time, on PS3 I *think* I went with Buppy, which was my Skyrim horse’s name xD

33. Favorite DA character overall?

Oh man but there’s so many... Probably Leliana? She’s just... Such a well written character and I loved her since the beginning! I knew as soon as my friend told me I could romance her in Origins ‘oh I sure fucking will romance her thank you!’ like... GOD she’s so pretty and so interesting???????

38. Funniest moment in the games?

The scene where you give Bull the dragon tooth. That’s just. The funniest scene I’ve ever seen in a game xD

[bloo-star-sinner]

Buppy

This sassy ass  shih tzu baby (12) just crawled into bed with me and is laying behind my knees and god is she so WARM.

She such a baby and is scared of the wind and rain today, so she came to get some cuddles from her second favorite house person. (me)

[adhdalistair]

ok i decided i’m going to put my reactions to good omens in six separate read more text posts, one for each ep

here’s the first here we go wee woo wee woo

i’m already tickled pink with the opening being text pulled directly from the book. it solifies the Hitchhiker’s Guide feel right away

“I play an ineffable game of my own devising” GOD IS A WOMAN

black eve black eve black adam and black eve

aziraphale’s sword is a lil dinky shortsword u fucking. lol

RIGHT AWAY michael sheen establishes Aziraphale’s mannerisms perfectly holy shit

the dialogue so far is just. lifted. from the books. and I love that. I also love that I can tell that. and I’m smiling bc the line that made me sure of it is “flamed like anything”

l can’t breathe laughing at that lil lion pawing at Adam

wait what the fuck who does Nick Offerman play. what the fuck. how did I miss that in all the pre-release stuff

terry’s name is listed first that’s 😭😭😭

felt my blood race at the first Queen notes im emotional

“uh, hi guys!” god I love Crowley so much 

all this dialogue just! pulled! I’m so happy!!!!

“mobile phone network” ok so it is modern to the 2010s. nice

SHUT UP I already knew Aziraphale loved sushi bc it’s one of the things Crowley teases him with in the book but to see it is another thing entirely lmfao. will we get to see his antique snuff boxes too

“why do you consume that” mr. hamm already distinguishing himself from other versions of Gabriel by asserting that eating food is gross

“it’s a miracle he hasn’t spotted you yet”

OH RIGHT NICK IS THE ATTACHE lol

god yes the chattering order. god i love sister mary. why is this woman looking down on mary for asking questions she’s supposed to be Chatty that’s her JOB lol. I don’t know if the leadership retreat part is in this series but I hope it is bc I love sister mary’s transformation

“we believe that fathers just complicate the process for everybody” aw man without the narrative commentary, that line’s not as funny

“but by people being fundamentally people” god I really do love this book. like that’s really the takeaway at the end. there’s good and evil, sure, but then there’s just. human beings.

god YES THE WINK PART I’m just. so pleased at how much is just a straight adaptation

years later and the name Warlock is still so fucking hilarious to me I’m losing my mind

“call Aziraphale” “calling Aziraphale” klasdjfljk;;ljkadkl; the story being modern now has so many good advantages. asshole didn’t even say goodbye when hanging up.

OK GOOD THEY KEPT THE SECRET AGENT ASPECT. I was afraid with the rumors of a headquarters here on earth that it wouldn’t have quite the same tone. and GOD the background line of all the other secret agents im losing my mind

NO HE DIDN’T SAY THE SNUFFBOX LINE I’M GONNA CRY

kl;asdjk;lfjlkjkladsjkljk Aziraphale goes to the Edinburgh Festival

“get the behind me foul fiend. after you” i’m losing my gotdamn mind

fuck i’m pre-typing this but i’m so fucking excited for the dolphin brain / infinity bird conversation

“no Steven Soundheim first nights in eternity” I’M SDJLKSLDKJ

idk who plays Hastur but he’s like knockoff Simon Pegg

I take back what I said about the casting. it’s not what I pictured (brown Crowley and chubby Aziraphale forever) but they’re doing such a fantastic job with the characters

shut the FUCK UP with this mary poppins cosplay az i’m gonna kadslkjksdflk. wait. SIKE ITS CROWLEY THATS EVEN FUNNIER

nanny crowley is just. so much. like i know it’s in the book but i’m losing my fucking mind. all of this is just so good

beelzebub has a good design

EXCUSE ME WHO IS THE ANGEL ON A HOVERBOARD IN THE BACKGROUND HERE

DO NOT LICK THE WALL

why are hastur and ligur wearing a toad and an iguana. what is that

“dumbasaur” “why can’t we have my party in an escape room?” WARLOCK

“writing a rude word on a description of a dinosaur” he’s using a highlighter, Az. idk how much damage that’s gonna do

WHOA jesus christ crowley just suggesting “hey you could kill him.” az isn’t gonna go for that. that’s the paladin’s dilemma

az’s magic show is even funnier with all the kids on their phones

pepper being black is A+++

adam doesn’t feel quite right yet but i’ve only seen him speak three lines so far so

BUPPY

i can't wait for people to be like "the good omen kids are just knockoff stranger things" and for everyone to dogpile them with receipts of a book that was written more than 20 years ago

“i know what you smell like” kljkjlkjkl;kljsdjkl

ok first episode reactions: it’s perfect. it’s absolutely perfect. i’m sure i wrote some gripes up there (that scene where crowley was like u could murder the kid was kinda weird) but beyond that it’s absolutely perfect

[dungeonsanddragonsfifthedition]

tazchat: Lucretia Was Right

MAGNUS: let’s go lesbians let’s go LETS GO LESBIANS LETS GO here we go lesbians.. here we go lesbians C'mon! LET’S GO LESBIANS!! oh my god lesbians…. oh my god lesbians- move outta my way ROUNDING THE MOON WITH A BUNCH OF LESBIANS HERE WE ARE CAN YOU HANDLE IT?!

have you been paying attention?

i went into this ep originally just straight up dreading the canonization of the lup theory and. look at me now, Gay For Lup

now, it’s dos lonely boys.

“my god, i’m so—i’m so sorry—“

“she speaks eight languages!”

genuinely happy to see you, anxious about the Fate Of The World. she’s heartbroken about magnus.

“a memorial service for maggie.”

“I’M NOT LAUGHING IN GAME!!!!” justin says in TEARS

“our good friend, magnus.”

“ah, barry, what a douche.”

She Was Eighteen!!!! EIGHTEEN!!! That’s My Age!!!!!!!! i’m not gonna fuckin make a decision in the trolley problem now!!!!!

“...barold?”

“you have veered off sentence, and are hurtling toward paragraph, my man,” jeez i love that! good words justin

“i feel like i trust you.”

magnus just gettin his bangles

sorry i was thinkin about the various deaths of the boys and i remembered that merle’s final death count after her (naturally) passes will be 69. so good. also magnus’ is my lucky number (33) so that’s fun!

Fish Time

“my dexterity’s actually pretty good as a mannequin!”

they’re singing!!! (i do stand by the hc that they sometimes sing D A D @ mags or johann lol :’))

johann is voiced by owen wilson, canonically

“...we’re unemployed, after this. so let’s do this.”

“i didn’t SIGN anything!”

a kick-proof door.

luke is so. good. i love her.

she made a dumbass puzzle with orbs that barry figured out VERY QUICKLY all of which is to say that she is so predictable.

“is the room lit?” / “dude it’s lit as fuck dude.”

i know that this is a real 5e spell bc i had luke use it in the roleswap fic but i’m blanking on its name—the fear trap spell???

merle is afraid of abandonment and the failure of nature, taako is afraid of being alone — isolation, but he sort of instinctively knows: he’s never alone. OH BOY.

okay the spell was either FEAR (lvl 3) or WEIRD (lvl 9)

“start talking. i need to know what you know!”

magnus fixes the harp :’)

parlay w/ fisher!

the fish gives magnus a hug and now that he doesn’t need to breathe he can accept the hug!!! yay!!!

baby mags, in his jacket, arm outstretched!

he brings the whole fam to meet his fish friend

he just fuckin brings the fish food like different food every day.

“you mean julia? aw, yeah, that’s all real.”

Flesh Magnus’ hand twitches

Fish Buppy

i do love the dynamic of the Space Kids like “lucretia it’s like a DOG” / “magnus you’re my brother and i love you but this is an eldritch alien beast that consumes art” / “yes, and it’s our DOG”

also do love the total disregard by fans of the regular wearing of uniform on the ship, though like i feel dav WOULD try and enforce it for the first decade at least

The Hunger Is Here

the seven of you managed to hide for a really long time, but it was all for nothing.

how dare this be a mfd episode that means it’s hard to skip ads!!! damn!!!

reunion tour the song is a jam and a half

LITTLE BOY!!! casting cleric/bard spells like a good lil magic prince

barry’s claustrophobic

“i am a holy man... so let’s kill him!”

“i rolled an eighteen, do not try to control my fuckin’ shit”

“i trust angus mcdonald implictly.”

“i love the director. she gave me a home!”

“THE ONE’S LOOKIN’ FOR THE TRUTH, WELL, THEY’RE NEVER THE BAD GUYS.” (mag: god, i love angus : taa: precious)

seven spaces. i assumed until ttazz that it was one for the first initial of each bird lol but also fuckin weird that homeworld didn’t even have 10 million people on it. i guess that’s why they hired two TEENAGERS for their SPACE MISSION???

NAT 20 AXE HIT!!! MY MAN

rip travworld npcs...

JOHANN :’(

“don’t let them erase me.”

lucretia’s a very neat person.

two empty journals.

lucretia canonically has a coexist bumper sticker. i love her.

oh my god the fucking comedy of errors that is lucretia and barry’s assumption of each other for the twelve years. i love it. just TALK, idiots.

live menos!

live NO más!

magnus befriends baby voidfish.

“boys, don’t try to remember—“

his magic done ran out

BUT WHO WILL HEAL US!

“don’t put up a fight.”

Here She Is But First Let’s Check On Magnus

he just throws away the mannequin sheet!

Baby Boy Cannot Remember Shit And He Gets Stabbed

magnus tits out burnsides with a giant flaming sword thanks

magnus socks first tits out burnsides

LET’S GO LESBIANS LET’S GO!!! LET’S GOOO RUNNING DOWN THE MOON WITH A PACK OF WILD LESBIANS

carey just lizards the FUCK out thank u lizard lesbian

and she just punches him in the fucking face. thanks queen.

“hail and well met,” he says, and she rolls a 22 on punch friend.

“YOU TOOK THE BIG HIT, DIDN’T YOU BUD!”

lucretia voice: i can’t believe you’ve done this.

she’s already bubbled... queen of orbs

remember the thralled!luc theory? shit was good

there were seven of us.

scientists (five adults) and explorers (two CHILDREN!!!)

“we DAMNED this world the moment we landed.”

i found you, the three of you.

a grand story.

“you did... so well!”

i can build a home that all of us can be safe in together

you remember lup, of course! how could you forget lup?

outcast! but! never! alone!

“Lucretia, what have you done?”

fuckin’ love the image of just, like, everyone’s crying, and taako’s straight up about to murder luc and davenport is fucking talking and magnus and the lesbians just mosey on in like “hey guys what did we miss?”

SEEING HIM ALIVE, SHE GASPS, NOT OUT OF SHOCK, BUT OF... HAPPINESS.

it’s the end of the world... again.

we see the portrait, seven people:

lup, with her arm around barry, smiling, taako cheezing it, merle and dav next to each other and flexin, magnus, behind them, kinda goofy, and—lucretia, soft smiles. a rare moment of peace and happiness.

ok next few episodes, guys? It’s_Lucretia’s_Time.mp3

[snastle]

God I wish I could drive. There are so many rats in this city kept in neglectful conditions and put up for sale when the owners get sick of them, and I just want to scoop them all up. I mean really shitty conditions, tiny tanks not fit for mice, with nothing inside but an icecream container and a water bottle, some rats had been in cages like that for a year... One boy particularly resonated with me, he looks just like my first and favorite rat, Deo, it broke my heart. I arranged for him to get to a rat rescue where he’s currently held.

He’d been alone which is such a no, and despite the owners saying he was 8 weeks old, he doesn’t look more than 5. He’s going through rehab and quarantine at the rescue right now, but I’m going to try to adopt him, get him desexed so he can snuggle my girls.

Speaking of my girls, Buppy’s sniffle is all better, and Marshie is getting big and brave. Her vision is very low, so she often startles and freezes, waving her head side to side trying to see around her, but if you gently say something like “It’s just me” she stops being scared and runs over. I love them so much. <3

Sorry about the rat posts guys but I’m smitten. I do tag all the not fr stuff and rat stuff really consistently though, so you can block ‘snastle rats’ or ‘not fr’.

[dungeonsanddragonsfifthedition]

tazchat: penny widmore syndrome

THE CHALICE: Wow, you guys fucked up so bad. Just, like, so, so, so bad. TRES HORNY BOYS: Oh word? Let’s talk about Barry Bluejeans for five fucking minutes for no reason.

—Time To Fucking Die —“the chalice” is maybe my favorite musical piece in the show (i really like the chalice/disrobed leitmotif in general lol) —so. let’s go, boy by boy.

MERLE: —SO CUTE HOW EVERYONE BUT CLINT REALIZES THAT MERLE IS GAY —i really like the holodeck comparison lol —“this was not the first quest.” —“terrible home life.” —so cute how EVERYONE but clint realizes that merle is gay —we were beach dwarves. we lived on the beach. —horrible catering at merle’s wedding oh geez —FUCK YEAH DUDE LET’S GET INTO IT. unbroken static!! fuck yeah!!! —you hear this sentiment of “when things are good, it’s easy to worship pan,” during parley, right? i forget tbqh —Moody Teen On A Hippie Commune Merle and like i hate to say it because that’s my fucking mom’s story —Merle Highchurch’s Fairly Charmed Life is my favorite fantasy sitcom —oh wow it’s kravitz “dumb gay bitch” kravitz back at it again at krispy kreme. i love him —Oh Geez Big Disabled Mood at the end huh

TAAKO: —I FORGOT ABOUT THE OPENING OF THIS ONE FUCK —LUP! LUP! LUP! LUP! LUP! LUP! LUP! LUP! LUP! LUP! LUP! LUP! LUP! LUP! LUP! LUP! LUP! SHE’S COMING! SHE’S IMPLIED SOON! —taako was canonically a young adult during tsc, i guess? which i think we all assumed —been on his own since he was about twelve :’) —This Is Probably Retconned But Taako Maybe Just Forgot All About Magic After The Forgetting —“there’s something about of the memory that’s a little bit off [...] something is missing.” i just wanna talk griffin. —i remember i relistened to eleventh hour when reunion tour was happening, and i was kinda doubtful about the twin theory until that. and then i knew, like, oh. yeah. stan pines two babey —i think it was max who said it but griffin pronounces it “folx” which is So Silly —taako just fucking talks the whole time gay icon —“he thought i hung the moon,” taako may have speedran enemies to lovers but goddamn he also speedran lovers to enemies. he was right when he said he was multidimensional —“this is mostly a merch thing” —he thinks about it every day —“some small relief—“ —“in actuality, it was still plain ol’ jealousy.” —“we ran. we just drove, and drove. [...] and he abandoned me.” —But we’re not there yet.

MAGNUS: —bye —he emphasizes the size of the century here. —“you’re all missing time? like—a lot of it.” —tsc was twelve years ago. so lucretia was eighteen (based on griffin saying that she’s fifty in tsg), and magnus was twenty, and i’d like to die. —not a hero—but a protector. —buppy —look at the sky, bud, scrawny boy —travis is already choked up lol —the happiest years of your life —griffin who made travis scrap the backstory is sad that it took so long —I Named My Fish After Him —“yeah, that’s a dude who could swing a hammer.” —magnus has 3 dads —griffin’s description of rr is SO DOPE like i love this idea of a town in the sky in the mountains it’s very pokémonesque —magnus said fuck government —“he didn’t wanna be a hero.” —“his FUCKING rustic hospitality.” —ONLY THREE MONTHS???? —that dude fuckin saved the town so i GOTS to get a coffee table —and enter julia, and enter Bee’s Penny Widmore Affliction —JESUS, DUDE —THIS CHAIR SMELLS LIKE GRANDMAS, antagonizing you kinda playfully —“that’s just the way things... go sometimes,” as a prelude for “not all exits.” —WHAT DID HE SAY? —you earned this happy ending /because this is the ending you earned. (cinematic parallels?)

ALL TOGETHER NOW: —skipping thru the ads but i landed on “after travis and i have our babies” oh my gosh :’) —next ep is all together and i’m ready —Oh Geez I Want That Darkest Timeline Shit So Bad —travis just lets out a long sigh —it’s not what julia would want —i don’t really do regrets. that’s a merle pearl for you. —Taako Is Repressed —“this vision was chill as hell?” —“it was a very explosive beginning.” —NOELLE —griffin just talkin bout barry so casually i love it —WE’VE HAD SOME LAUGHS, FELLAS —we gotta keep movin forward toward the good, not lookin back at the bad —“listen, i didn’t take this to fix something that was HALF my fault, you think i’m gonna do it for something that’s a THIRD at best” —“can we get barry a robot body?” —“absolute, and vicious, and FAST.” —god this episode just fucks me up every time. i’m a sucker for a flashback, you know? all of this to say, ABC LOST AND TAZBAL ARE THE SAME SHOW

[snastle]

New rat! (meet Buppy)

Took Snickerdoodle back to the rattery yesterday, she’s settling in just fine with the colony. The breeder was somewhat struggling to find a great girl to replace her until I offered that any girl I took I’d be happy to lend her for a litter in the future. That made it a lot easier. I fell in love with a 5 month old blazed rex girl, and took her home. I named her Buppy, like (Puppy with a B), she’s so chill I patted her to sleep on the drive home.

It’s absolutely incredible what an INSTANT change there’s been in Marshie. I know she’s only 9 weeks old but she’s SO skittish. But when I introduced them on the couch they were all over each other instantly, and Marshie immediately became a hundred times calmer and more confident. She slept on my lap, took food from me while she was out of the cage, and back in the cage, she was racing to the door when I called her, all stuff she’s never done. She’s all over Buppy like an excitable child.

Not having Snickers around must help, with her genetic temperament issues she would have been ‘fearmongering’ a little. But also having an older, calmer rat too. And Buppy is SUPER calm, I’m instantly in love with her.

It’s so cute, Buppy has only ever eaten a diet of lab blocks, so she doesn’t recognize the things I give her. It’s so fun to watch her give a tentative sniff, then a tiny lick, then go “ohhhh my god” and chow down. ...and then have Marchie bounce on her and try to share. We sat for a long time yesterday cuddling, I’m so in love with her already, what a happy resolution.