#god thats a horrifying image

[0zeeraa0]

Lawlight in Suffering from from Epic the Musical.

Light as Odysseus. L as Penelope. And BB as the siren pretending to be Penelope. (also lets add Near as Telemachus for good measure)

[mieltelecheycrema]

love when i read things and it evokes strong emotions <- is actually physically disgusted and feels sick

[luckyduckydyke]

I never updated on my snail hunting:

I've got a little buddy!

His name is Spider-Man, and he's a lil speed demon. He seems to like collard greens and being up high in his terrarium. (The lid is secure, don't worry.) My sister found him in the deck box by my mom's pool and rescued him. He makes me very happy, and he very thoroughly explored my arm earlier. I might give updates on him occasionally. I've started referring to him in my head as Peter Snailer, which is not even a good pun. But yeah, I'm pretty happy to have him around.

[crowlyne]

Dumb svsss au idea ive had that i didnt have time to draw :

Cumplane (?) Deity au with biblical elements

Legends say that once, the world was created by a primordial creator god. He lovingly creates the land, the creatures, the plants and everything in it. He made some in his image which will be known as humans (and some demons). He writes all the fates of all his creations, some destined to be great while the others wallow in filth. Some could say the creator god is quite callous in nature, for how else is that supposed to be fair and just? Other gods, intriqued by his creations, joined him as his angels, helping in his creation and spreading his good word.

All except one angel who joined, grew more and more unsatisfied, eventually turned to hatred, spitting vitriol and cursing the creator's name. He incited disharmony, even tempting angels to his side to join him in cursing the allmighty creator. A holy war was fought and the creator god banished him to the nothingness below, where creatures the creator god deemed too horrifying and dangerous in the surface live, where time and space is distorted and nonsensical. This will be known as the Endless Abyss, and the banished angels heavenly demons. Or so this legend is told through time.

Of course, in the other world, this is just a manifestation of the PIDW forums, where its just peerless cucumber bitching and fighting, and airplane, growing tired of forum wars, decided to put him on time-out to cool down and find a life (he grew even madder and lost his life)

And thats how SY and SQH found themselves staring into their mirror-selves, a heavenly demon with SY's face and a god with airplane's face.

[akilikesbread]

quotes from watching trigun stampede with my friends so SPOILERS:

“Bro he even falls zestily” (in reference to wolfwood)

“oh cool flashback” “more like a VASHBACK am i right? ZINGER” “kys.”

“my lawyers have advised me to not discuss what i would do to his stupid fluffy blonde hair”

WW: “the big man upstairs made me strong” “The big man upstairs made me like people with wires and mandibles.”

*vashs arm gets sucked into a blackhole* “bro wtf, hollow purple”

“boy why you so 🪴”

“motherfucker so gay the cigarette bends the second it touches his mouth”

“this is just a documentary of california”

*BadLads gang shows up* “BL? Boys love? They kiss men?”

*Livio standing menacingly* “SANS???”

*in reference to eye of Michael* “Why’s their logo literally new mexico”

*Legato appearance* “blue hair AND PRONOUNS??” “whats with daman mills and voicing gay men”

*Woowoo getting tortured* “theyre injecting 🏳️‍🌈 into his bloodstream”

*First wolfwood appearance* “He better hit people with that fucking cross”

“he looks hot when hes troubled”

*In reference to Rosa* “If pregnant lady dies i’m leaving the call

“OH MY GOD HES REDPILLED.” “Vashed and redpilled”

“Tricum stampede”

*we were watching on an illegal site so it kept opening new tabs* “AHHHH PORN”

*wolfwood gets fucking bent in half by legato* “Bro where can i get a massage like that”

“Roberto looks like. hold on.” The image sent:

“if the animation was a person i’d make out with them sloppy style. with tongue.”

*in Rollo’s old town with the biblical radio shit* “Guys this sounds just like something my bus driver would say”

*zazie turns into a swarm* “would you still love me if i was a worm :(“

“vash’s mom is pretty” “i’m gonna stop you right there.”

*vash.* “LOOK AT HIS SLUTTY WAIST”

“yeah nai just really liked taking out arms this episode”

*knives playing the piano in the distance* “IS THAT THE GRIM REAPER😨😨😨”

EG Bomber: “MASTER KNIVES😈” my friend in the zestiest voice ever: “master😳”

Vash: *reloading* “THATS SO FUCKING HOOOOTTT” “i wish i was that gun.”

*wolfwood gets fucking run over* “i think hes my new favorite character”

*vash getting chased by the residents of jenora rock* “california has never looked livelier”

“Call me Millions Knives.” “edgy ass emo name, he sounds like hes a 13 year old emo who listens to panic at the disco and cries himself to sleep at night.”

“is this prophetic stress dream bothering you queen”

“i wish Californian sand looked as good here, dont eat the californian sand, its chunky”

*conrad appears* “LUIGI???”

“so this is julai…” “its still may dude, idk how to tell you this”

*Julai screenpan.* “THIS IS JUST VEGAS.”

*wolfwood and vash running away* “me when i skeddadle”

*vash gets shot and walks away* “bros like ‘damn i just got shot :(‘“

“Nicholas the Punisher.” “he can punish me if he wants I MEAN WHAAAAAT”

*That Roberto Scene™️* “*through tears* SO HOW ARE YOU GUYS ENJOYING THE SHOW?”

*Knives dramatically playing piano* “You and that fuckin church organ.”

“5gum stampede”

“Why is nai so jacked???” “theyre both built like brick shithouses”

*Meryl points a gun at conrad* “KILL YOURSELF OLD MAN.”

“WHYS NAI CLENCHING HIS ASS SO HARD…”

“Vash wake up!!” “THIS ISNT LIKE YOU POOKIE”

*Wolfwood steals one last cigarette from Roberto* “Rare cigarette that wasnt fucked up”

“WHO CUT THEIR HAIR.” “Xinqiu.” “Yelan ass haircuts.”

*talking about vash* “hes such a shonen protag. Food friendship and (avoiding) fighting”

“Knives, ur literally gay. i dont wanna hear it.”

“The entrance to the higher plane!” “it looks like a butthole.”

*Knives fucking just floating into the higher dimension* “*cackling*” “WHY HE SLIDE LIKE THAAAT” “stone scraping sound effect”

“Vash shouldve been called damian”

“Prepare mentally for episode twelve, take a deep breath, take a sip of water-“ “KISS A MAN” “DONT KISS A MAN” “KISS A MAN!!!”

*start of episode twelve.* “surely this wont be horrifying”

“I promise to protect you both.” “well you really sucked at that, huh.” “yeah fuck you rem” “HELP???”

*looks at Nai* “Whys he wearing a speedo…”

*Red geranium sprouts in tint Vash’s hand* “NAI LOOK DO YOU WANNA SEE A MAGIC TWICK”

*Running through field of red geraniums* “this reminds me of the angry birds logo”

“metal wing?” “its made of knives, yk, like his name :D” “shut up.” “alright then.”

*chanting* “CUBE!!!!”

“HES GONNA STAMPEDE!!!”

“kiss my vash!!”

[sad-stucky-shipper-107]

OK WOW SO THAT WAS HORRIFYING.

EVERYONE CALLING HIM THE JAP EQUIVALENT OF SHAWTY LMFAO

Im in love,i think

SJFKSKFKD EDWARD ELRIC OH MY GOD

DAMN GIRLE STRAIGHT UP SUMMONED A CANON

LMFAO U KNOW THINGS ARE BAD WHEN EVEN THE TERRORIST IS ACCUSING YOUR GOVERNMENT OF BEING INHUMANE

HONEY BABY WHY ARE YOU GOING UP AGAINST A FULLY GROWN TERRORIST. LIKE I KNOW WHY BUT GODDAMN Yeah mister HES THE ONE USING the military lmfao

SDKFKDKFG MUSTANG ?!!!! 5D CHESS!!!!

Mmm yes sure lets just casually fry a person

WoW you bastard, ily

LMFAOOO POOR BBYS ARE PANICKING

THE FACT THAT HE THINKS THAT MOTHERS CREATING LIFE IS THE REAL MIRACLE COMPARED TO ALCHEMY, THE FACT THAT JUST BECAUSE SOME MIRACLES OCCUR EVERYDAY DOESN'T MEAN THEYRE LESS PRECIOUS THAN THE ONES THAT OCCUR RARELY

THATS LITERALLY THE WHOLE POINT, THEY'RE BOTH TALENTED, ITS JUST THAT ALPHONSE DOESNT HAVE A GODDAMN BODY TO SHOW FOR IT

I WILL SOB. I WILL SOB DO U UNDERSTAND

GOD. FUCK. JESUS CHRIST. HES FINE WITH FIGHTING IN A WAR HIMSELF BUT WHEN IT COMES TO HIS BROTHER…. 😭😭😭😭😭😭

BRO TRANSMUTED WITHOUT A CIRCLE

NO BECAUSE THIS WHOLE SCENE IS SOOOO FUNNY TO ME HERE ED IS ASKING FOR A LIL BIT MORE RESPECT MEANWHILE ROY:

Ok im calling it, this guy is the serial killer, u heard it here first folks Image

I KNEW THERE WAS SOMETHING SHADY GOING ON WITH HIM

Bro is traumatized, someone get him out of here

OH FUCK ME. NO. NO- TELL ME THIS ISNT WHAT I THINK IT IS-

oOH FUCK ME, HE REALLY DID TRANSMUTE HIS OWN DAUGHTER WITH HER DOG

OH GOD. OH THIS GUY IS AWFUL

I WILL CRY AND SOB AND ROLL ON THE GROUND PLZ. THIS IS EMOTIONALLY DAMAGING

WHAT THE FUCK. OH GOD WHAT THE FUCK- OH MY GOD-

OK SO IN CONCLUSION. THAT WAS HORRIFYING AND I HAVE TRAUMA NOW.

[neolovesneo]

AFTER ALL THESE YEARS.

skater!mark, nurse!reader, elderbrother!johnny | fluff | best friends to strangers to friends to lovers au

note ; requests are open!! + im back i guess?? i said the same thing last year august but then i disappeared again lol,, anyways enjoy this mark fic thats been in my drafts for god knows how long </3

taglist ; @soobin-chois (lmk if you'd like to be added to my taglist!)

tw: mentions of blood, broken arms, and a hospital

Summer, 2011. (12)

"Coming through!" Johnny dramatically bellows down the halls, using his arm to swat anyone out of his way. "Injured individual making his way to Biology, get out of the way!"

Mark's face flushes bright red at his brother's antics, groaning as he kept his eyes on the ground. "Dude, will you stop it? I can walk through the crowd myself." he mumbles.

It's not like Mark can't walk either; it was just a broken arm from a nasty skateboard fall last week. Which was mainly Johnny's idea - he somehow persuaded Mark to attempt an ollie on the staircases.

Keyword: attempt.

"Yeah, yeah," Johnny huffs, stopping as they arrived outside Mark's classroom. "That's what you're saying now, and you'd go home and whine to Mom later about how I didn't 'take care of you like an elder brother should'."

The younger is about to protest but Johnny rolls his eyes, opening the classroom door and lightly pushing Mark in.

"Just be careful. Don't blow anything up, see you at lunch!"

And with that, Johnny speeds off to his own class, a blurry figure rapidly sprinting down the halls.

"Bye!" Mark calls, waving stiffly with his left hand.

"Oh my God Mark, what happened?"

You're facing the Canadian with wide eyes of surprise and concern when he turns around, jaw dropped.

"Fell down the stairs on my skateboard last week." he sighs, clambering onto the high stools of the Biology classroom. "I landed on my elbow, and I broke the bone all the way till here."

Your gaze follows his finger's motion, jaw dropping at the horrifying image of your best friend breaking almost his entire arm. "Did it hurt? Did you sit in an ambulance? Did the doctors give you any candy?"

Mark scoffs, awkwardly moving his casted arm. "We're twelve, Y/N. Big girls and boys don't get candy anymore."

You hum in realization, but Mark leans in to whisper after a while.

"The X-ray machine was kinda scary though," he whispers, looking left and right suspiciously, not wanting anyone to overhear. "Looked like a gigantic door handle."

You grimace at this, staring weirdly at Mark. "So they used a door handle to take your X-ray?"

"What? No!"

Mark facepalms, shaking his head. "Didn't you say you wanted to be a nurse when you grow up?" he asks suspiciously, frowning at you. " Kinda stupid of you to think that doctors use door handles to take X-rays."

You gasp dramatically at his words, squinting at him. "You were the one who said it looked like a door handle!" You retort, waving your pencil around as if it'd prove your point.

Mark scoffs at this, swatting your pencil out of his face. "I said it looked like a door handle, I never said it was a door handle. Basic English, Y/N."

A slight flame begins to burn in both of your glares, angsty puberty hormones starting to set into action.

"Oh yeah? Well I'm not the one who failed Engli-"

"Mark and Y/N! Stop talking or I'll make you stand outside!"

The sudden boom of your Biology teacher, Mr. Kim, prompts the two of you to immediately shut up, back to sitting as still as statues.

He glowers at the two of you for a moment before turning back towards the whiteboard, starting to explain about the day's topic.

"Sorry for calling you stupid." Mark mumbles quietly after a few awkward minutes pass by, softly nudging your arm. "I didn't mean it."

"I'm sorry for getting mad." you reply guiltily, patting his casted one in return.

"Wanna sign my cast after class?"

Your eyes light up with excitement and you nod readily. "Sure! Can I draw a star? How about a flower? Ooh, or maybe a-"

"Mark and Y/N, outside right now!"

Oops.

Spring, 2023. (24)

"Y/N, you're needed down by Ward 802, got a guy in with a broken arm."

You nod quickly in response and sprint off towards the said ward.

Having worked as a full-time emergency department nurse for the past year, broken arms had become the ordinary for you.

If anything, they were one of the easiest situations to deal with in the emergency department everyday. Well, as long as they weren't pierced through the skin, with blood everywhe-

Mark Lee?

You freeze in surprise when you tug the curtains open to see the all-too-familiar figure laying there, another nurse already working over his limp arm.

His head of curly, black hair turns to face the door, eyes wide like saucers the moment he sees you.

"Y/N?" he squeaks.

Your mouth dries up as your brain tries to calculate how long it's been since you've seen him, the start of him moving out of Canada for college slowly dragging your friendship apart till it seemingly no longer existed.

And now he's right back here in front of you, almost exactly the same as he was when he left.

"Mark? What are you doing here?" you mumble, stunned.

He chuckles dryly at this, jerking his head towards the direction of his arm. "I think you already know."

The nurse working over his arm sighs, shaking her head as the last roll of bandage wraps around his cast.

"Is he your friend? You need to tell him to be more careful," she scolds as she ticks something off a chart. "This is the third time I've seen him in here!"

Mark can only smile guiltily in admittance as the nurse leaves the ward, mentioning to you how a quick debrief on what to do with his injury will be enough to dismiss him.

"So," he starts, sitting up. "Long time no see! How have you been?"

"I need to tell you about your broken arm first." you interrupted sheepishly, holding up his X-ray. "Let's see. You've broken your ulna from here to her-"

Now it's Mark's turn to interrupt you as he gently pushes his X-ray away.

"Y/N, I've broken my arm like, over ten times. I know the drill." he insists. "How have you been?"

Looking right into his eyes, the countless years of lost contact and drifting friendship does nothing to your memory. His eyes were just as wide and sparkly as they were when you were kids, and his hair was still as dark as his bedroom when you slept over and exchanged secrets in whispered giggles.

"Hello? Earth to Y/N? How have you been?"

His question snaps you out of your thoughts, and the boyish glint in his intense gaze makes your heart skip a beat.

It doesn't help that your stupid little crush on him comes rushing back too, and you can only hope Mark doesn't notice the way your face starts to flush red.

"Well... I missed you." you started, voice trailing off as you avoided eye contact. "It's been years."

"What happened to your promises of calling and keeping in touch?" you asked quietly. A dull pain starts to settle in your heart as it recalls the days where light blended into darkness, and darkness blended into light while Mark was thousands of miles away.

Mark winces at your question, awkwardly scratching his head. "Well, can I be honest?" he mumbles, now focused on picking on a loose thread off his T-shirt.

Your head shoots up, nervous and excited to hear what's been holding your childhood best friend from keeping in touch the moment he stepped foot out of your home country.

"Yeah, be as honest as you want to."

Mark nods, taking in a big breath as you notice the tip of his ears turning red.

"Well, I really liked you." he admits, grinning sheepishly as he kept his gaze glued to the floor.

"And when I left Canada, I wasn't sure if I'd ever be back on a long-term basis, so I decided to just give up on you. I didn't want to act on an impulse and end up hurting the both of us."

You blink in surprise, the truth bringing a sense of relief and yet a slight sting of pain.

"But don't you think that completely not talking to me would hurt me too?" you suggested. "I really, really, really missed you Mark."

The shift in your tone prompts him to look up at you, his eyes glazing over when he notices your pink ones. He reaches out for your hands, and it takes you right back to the past.

"I'm sorry. I just didn't know what to do with my feelings." he mumbled, eyes earnestly looking at you.

"Well, for the record, I liked you too, you know." you sniffled, brushing away a tear.

Mark sits up straight. "You did...?" he questions in disbelief.

You hummed in reply.

It was never anything serious, but Mark had your entire heart in the palm of his hands for those few years. You still remembered the times where his bright smile and soothing voice was all you could think about, squealing happily in your bedroom after each time you hung out together.

You bask in the bitter sweetness of the memories until Mark gets your attention.

"Well, how about now?"

"Now?" you echoed in disbelief.

Mark nods, doe eyes wide and staring into you so deeply that you squirmed shyly.

"I uh- I..." you sputtered, aware of the warmth rushing to your cheeks.

"We can get to know each other again first." he suggests. "What time does your shift end?"

You take a quick glance at your watch, glad for the break from Mark's intense eye contact.

"My shift ends in two hours. Maybe we can meet again some other day? I think you need to get some rest."

Mark shakes his head. "I'm fine! Don't worry about it." he breezes. "How about pizza after your shift? I can come pick you up."

You chuckle at his idea, gently nudging his casted arm.

"With this bad boy on your arm? I don't think you'll be able to do any driving for a while, Mark."

Stubbornly, Mark continues. "Then can I have your number? We can plan a date."

The word 'date' sends adrenaline rushing up to your mind, and your heart races as you fumble for your phone in your pocket.

"Wait, can you just write it down for me?" Mark interrupts.

"Sure." you agree, trying to play it cool as you pull out a marker from a nearby drawer.

You were expecting a piece of paper or whatnot, but Mark sticks out his casted arm instead.

"Huh?" you mumble, confused.

"Your number." he says casually. "Write it on my cast."

The scratch of the marker against the white bandage fills up the silence of the room as you do so, unlocking another core memory as you recall doing the same thing ten years ago at school.

"Remember when you signed my cast in sixth grade?" Mark chuckles, as if he had read your mind. "Kinda funny to see us doing the same thing ten years later."

You smile at his words, warmth blooming in your heart at the memory.

Maybe things will work out with Mark, even after all these years.

© neolovesneo, 2023.

[nohara-rin-dot-mp3]

Ohhh, "A Mask Of My Own Face" is such a Rin song for sure!! Another song that I think really captures those Nohara vibes, for your consideration, is definitely "My Alcoholic Friends" by The Dresden Dolls! :]

What other songs do you think fit her well? I'd love to hear your thoughts!

ohhh man that's so true... that's so true... i know that its like. not About her but that DOESNT matter imagining characters to songs is ALWAYS about the vibes. like.

thats rin!!! right there that's her!!!!!

HEAD IN HANDS. HER FEAR OF BEING KNOWN + DISTASTE TOWARDS BEING A SHINOBI + INABILITY TO IMAGINE HERSELF AS ANYTHING ELSE.

anyways lol. i put a list of other music i associate with her under the cut because i got into the details a little more than i intended to,,, lmao

ocean breathes salty by modest mouse-

youll never guess why this one is on the list lol

GOD. you know. i dont think i even have a concrete explanation for why this rings so true with rin's character but like. you guys see my vision right.

idk the animatic in my head is kind of like,,, rin killing herself as an act of spite. you know.

its the sanbi!!! you see it you see my vision!!!

AND YOU SEE. HOW THE HELL COULD SHE MIND. SURELY ALL SHE EVER FEELS IS CONSUMING APATHY SURELY THE RAGE AND DESPAIR SHE FEELS ARENT AS REAL BECAUSE IF THEY WERE SHE WOULD SAY SOMETHING ABOUT THEM.

and the resentment about people not knowing her despite the fact that she would actually pass away on the spot if anyone knew her!!!!! falls to the ground dramatically. theres something there.

kitchen fork by jack conte-

ok i'll be real the lyrics for this one dont actually super match up with anything in my head really? like nothing is specifically *rin* its more the music. idk. give it a listen and let me know if im talking any sense at all.

that's why i gave up on music (i like the english cover by rachie)-

song about being torn away from something you love doing and then finally clawing your way back to it and realizing that you dont derive the same joy from it that you once did. now this didnt happen to rin in canon but it IS literally one of the most in-character things she could possibly do (perfectly in line with the way she idealizes her "true self" and denies herself joy if she can come up with an ulterior motive for her actions(IDIOT)) and so. lmao.

like. lmaooooooo

ohhh its the acceptance and the like,,, she KNOWS shes gonna die thats *the only way this story ends.* and shes fine with the dying part. but what if people remember the wrong her??? what if people remember the RIGHT her?? she cant control her image once shes dead!!!!!!

LOCAL PRE-TEEN GIRL IS ONCE AGAIN ATTRIBUTING HER DEPRESSION TO THE FACT THAT SHE IS INTRINSICALLY EMPTY AND IS UNABLE TO FIND HER" TRUE SELF."

T_T

runaway by aurora -

not sure that the vibes of this song are like,,, anything rin would ever admit to herself. because its very much mournful of lost childhood methinks??? and rin hates to acknowledge injustice she experiences with anything besides anger. but you know. i still think theres smth to it.

:|

oh you know. the problems. and the inevitability. the tragedy of team minato was not that they fell apart in the way they did but that they were going to fall apart no matter what ect ect

EMOTIONAL REPRESSION. ok next song ^_^

buzzcut season by lorde-

infinite tsukyomi core? girls when everything they know is an illusion they are willingly believing in because reality is militaristic and horrifying. i actually think ive posted about this before?

yeah you feel me. rin "emotional repression child soldier" belongs here.

and like,,, favorite friend as reference to obt and kks idolizing her but neither of them being as close to her as they are to each other.... OUGHHHH

around the bend by cheesy hfj-

yes this is the credits music for an object show. yes you should watch said object show one is actually really interesting. anyways. look at this shit.

this is literally like theeeee rin watching team minato move on without her like. its about how rin is dead and gone and kks+obt are nt!!! !!! and there's lingering resentment of course, but theres also like,,, idk,,, i think rin thinks a lot more fondly of them once she's dead. you know.

idont even know if this makes sense but To Me its sooo rin. all evenings DO be closing like this.

rose by the oh hellos

let me be real. every oh hellos song ever is on the list of "songs i make rin animatics to in my head" but i dont know if they all deserve to be there because my peak oh hellos phase coincided suspiciously with the beginning of my rin obsession and. there is bias there. i stand by rose tho because like !!!!

THIS IS LITERALLY JUST OBITO DOING HIS WHOLE DEAL!!!! LIKE THIS IS LITERALLY JUST THAT WHOLE THING!!!! INCREDIBLE

and her problems with identity! and her difficulty being honest with anyone including herself!!!!

CAN ANYONE HEAR ME

wails. this is literally a song about assigning meaning through perception and misinterpreting the person you are using to justify all of your actions. head in hands. im not even reaching this is just Straight Up Her

anyways. thanks for the ask it was fun to scrounge through my music!!! ^_^ big big fan of rambling in ways that do not always make logical sense <3 life could be a dream

[praazlwurm]

.... pkmn eggs and the matrix

so

blame @quicksilverlightning, #1, though i think my specific brand of brainrot is the problem

Today I Learned That

there's a theory about humans laying eggs in pokemon, which, first of all - *drivethru employee reaction*

and in my bid to rationalize it back to comfy "everything is born via chanseys and thats beautiful"

my brain also supplied:

What the games and shows use the image/concept of Eggs as placeholders?

as in, the egg is 'real' so long as you're in the world's matrix but if you look past/escape it you'd see that you're actually carrying around a big glass tank with, uh, a fetus in it

see i have this pet theory (and i say this as someone who has played exactly one pokemon game) that the pokemon world is a game that knows its a game; but its still "real" to itself -- hence why people diegetically tell you to press x to whatever

and that theory is all wrapped up in the Unown being a magic system but thats for another day

so

if someone in-world were to break out of the matrix, for whatever reason

say, Volo, for example

(@onestepbackwards im lookin at you, though there's no expectation to engage of course)

.... they would be subjected to some pretty horrifying shit, the kind that you see in those hyperrealist pokemon drawings, but also the reality of eggs; the nature of their gods; the actual reality of death; and anything else the matrix has been hiding (for example, how protein is acquired >.>)

..... they'd be pretty fucked up about it, yeah?

maybe want to change it? so fucked up that they'd do just about anything to succeed, and really really really hate the being recognized as the creator of all... that

and... if that creator knew they'd be doing this, it would do a fair few things to stop (him), such as skyfalling a kid to fix things, or even have built in safety measures

like a character that tells that kid how to fix things; a character who recognizes and resents (Volo) for wanting to change things/going against the creator

.... like Cogita?

[go-to-the-mirror]

WE'RE GETTING NEAR THE END!!!

157, 158, 159, and 160 are just phenomenal episodes, and I have a LOT to say about them. So... let's get on with it, I suppose.

@a-mag-a-day

It was mostly rambling this time around

This tape was left on my desk. I don’t know by who, but to my mind, there are three options. Martin has left it here to let me know that whatever the situation is with Peter Lukas, it is entering its final act, and he needs my help. Alternatively, Peter may have left here to… goad me into action? Or just to gloat, to highlight my helplessness at everything. Or Annabelle Cane is trying to manipulate me into thinking it’s one of the other scenarios.

I think it's the third one, like, this is his final mark. I think Annabelle left it there. I don't think it was Martin or Peter, but it could have been. I'm pretty sure it was Annabelle.

Combined with its extremely disturbing symptoms, which caused the skin and muscles to become loose and malleable until they sloughed completely off the body, leaving only a skeleton and organs… well, she was certain that it was the product of an otherworldly evil, and called me.

Good lord! That's disgusting!!

His heart was exposed. It was beating fast, so fast, despite the awful green decay that seemed to be eating at it.

THAT'S HORRIFYING!! :D < loves body horror

Like that's so disgusting, oooh, I should have drawn for this episode. I might be able to lure my scrunkly into tma again with the promise of body horror.

There were a few: a woman melted into her now crimson bed; an old man whose bright eyes still stared out of his skull, watching the television, though the rest of him lay pooled on the floor. And in all of them, the frantic beating of their decomposing hearts.

Oh god, that's horrifying. How are they still alive?? Are they made to be still alive? Are they conscious as their body decomposes around them and they are helpless to stop it, for without muscles they're immobilised? This is just... horrific. 10/10

The sick were pulling themselves out of their houses, crawling, dragging themselves towards some other place, leaving bits behind on the rough pavement as they did so.

That is a disgusting mental image that has just entered my mind. Rotting people dragging themselves across the pavement, leaving streaks of blood, flesh tearing and ripping off, until they can't move, and they lay there, helpless, on the pavement, as their heart continues to beat.

He was sat upon a most dreadful throne, formed from a dozen, two dozen bodies mixed together like putty. Eyes staring out like horror-stricken stars twinkling in the night, and their hearts beating for all to see. A moaning came from that awful seat: voices trying to scream through things that weren’t their throat. And it is a sound I shall be glad to leave behind me when I go to my rest.

OH MY GOD THATS HORRIFYING UH WOW OH GOD I LOVE THAT IM ALSO JUST WOW OKAY WOW

wow!

i like this a lot!

I have dragged those other afflicted I could find into the parkplatz, laid them at the feet of that appalling throne, and taken the last gift of that generous construction site: a dozen cans of petrol. I will sit upon that seat and release these poor souls from their suffering, and hopefully make things simpler for the ECDC cleanup crews.

That's also an amazing image in my head. Hats off to Adelard Dekker for having a really cool death scene.

For all that, though, I cannot regret at the time I have spent seeking it. I have done my duty, and none may ask more of me. I am proud of the work we have done, and it has been an honor to do it alongside you.

Oh, I'm sad now.

I'm not sure what to say. Just pointing at it.

Goodbye, Gertrude. May you find your rest where no shadows are cast, and no eyes may see you slumber.

This is a great last line of a statement, and a great last line from a character. Goodbye, Adelard Dekker. He was great. He was doing good.

GEORGIE No, Jon, you’ve done enough! ARCHIVIST I just need to talk to her – GEORGIE What don’t you understand? She mutilated herself to get out of that place, and there is absolutely no way I’m letting you involve her again.

Yet another situation where I can understand both sides but have only been on one side! Yayyyy! That side being Jon's side.

I'm not saying Jon shouldn't have gone to Melanie, I mean, Melanie never said that Jon couldn't go to her, but I understand why Georgie wouldn't want him around her. It's not Jon's fault that Melanie was at the institute - like ever - but, I understand where Georgie's coming from. Like it's a whole bloody mess, I understand being in Jon's position, I understand cutting yourself off from people and then wanting to reach out and having no one to reach out to. I haven't been in Georgie's position, but I do understand wanting to protect the people you love.

I don't know. It's difficult. Should he have taken the hint and not gone to them? Sure. But it's a difficult time. I'm just... not going to pass... that much judgement. Because in this specific scenario, I don't think anyone's more wrong than the other. The Admiral is the most right though.

MELANIE Jon… don’t. Please. ARCHIVIST No, you’re right, I’m sorry. You alright?

Not associating with someone... means not associating with someone. If someone tells you to go away or to stop bringing up stuff they want nothing to do with... you should respect that. And I get that Jon's in a difficult situation, but I think the same applies.

He's handling it well. I sure hope nothing in this conversation is going to break my heart or anything.

MELANIE (Laughs) My therapist isn’t happy about it, you know. Unsurprisingly. Tried to have me put away, but they, um… they let me come here. It’s – it’s been good for me though I feel alright. I’m – I’m not scared anymore.

HHhhhhhh!!

I'm happy for her, alright, I love Melanie. I'm glad she's doing better. I really am.

MELANIE It’s – it’s okay. He’s welcome… as a friend. But that’s it. ARCHIVIST Right. MELANIE But you’re not after a friend, are you, Jon? ARCHIVIST I need an ally. MELANIE Then I can’t help you. ARCHIVIST I suppose not.

AND THERE'S THE THING THAT'S GOING TO BREAK MY HEART!

I hate it. I hate it so much. I hate that they could have been friends, that they were so bloody close, but Jon didn't need a friend, and Melanie couldn't go back, and the world ended, and I just hate how they could have been friends, could probably have been good friends, but circumstances were like "fuck you".

This podded cast, I'm telling you.

ARCHIVIST Look after yourself. Both of you. MELANIE You too. Good luck, I guess. ARCHIVIST Thanks.

it's fine it's fine it's fine it's fine i'm soo normal about this

i wish they all could have made it out. but that's not how it works. and honestly, with everyone's knowledge of the whole situation... i'm not sure if there was a way to prevent it.

it being the eyepocalypse.

ARCHIVIST I need to know what’s in there. What’s at the center? I-it’s important, Martin – I need to know. HELEN (Gleeful) That’s a shame, because I’m afraid I’m not going to tell you! ARCHIVIST What? Why not? HELEN Because I have a good enough sense of what’s going on to know that it will be much more fun without my involvement! (The end of her words are almost lost as she laughs.)

HE'S JUST BEEN BETRAYED BY SOMEONE HE BARELY TRUSTED

that's gotta sting. especially, ah, well... especially knowing that she knew what she knew.

ARCHIVIST What? You – you said you were going to help! HELEN I am. ARCHIVIST I don’t have time for this. (Compellingly) What is at the cen– [Something changes. There’s a high, unsettling metallic sound and the sound of a knife (or something like a knife). Helen is threatening The Archivist.] HELEN (Threateningly.) No. We’re not playing your game. Now don’t forget how sharp I can be, Archivist. Perhaps here, now, you’re powerful enough to learn what you want from me, but if you try, I promise you I will resist. And only one of us is going to survive the attempt.

Oh... god. Just, like, he didn't trust her, or he thought he didn't trust her, and she was still able to betray him.

I love this moment, just "don't forget how sharp I can be, Archivist", and it's just like oh god, this is what she is, she's not your friend, she's not going to help you get to where you need to go, and you knew that all along, didn't you? Why are you surprised, it's hardly a betrayal when she threatens you with... whatever it is, when she threatens to kill you, when she lets someone end the world through you. You always knew what she was.

Why did you let her hurt you? You always knew what she was.

Reasons why Helen is my favourite variant of the Distortion part 10789

HELEN Run home, Jon. Find a victim on the way. Chaos is coming and I think you’d best be ready. ARCHIVIST Just tell me what’s going on. Please. HELEN Bad things, Archivist. Really bad things.

Shut up shut up I can't stop thinking about the end of this. Just, knowing something's coming, not knowing what it is, not knowing what's happening, alone in the tunnels, stabbed in the back by a monster who tricked you into believing she was a friend - you knew what she was, why did you let her. I can't stop thinking about him just completely alone and afraid and knowing only that something bad is about to happen.

Hhhhh Jonathan Sims <3

[vigilskeep]

hi sorry that im about to b insane in ur inbox op and feel free to like ignore this but the idea that dwarves wouldn’t care about “not being made by the maker” because they dont believe in him is. Baffling to me??? Because the horrifying part of that isn’t inherently the “oh the maker doesnt care about us” thing (though that does suck. That does suck very bad if you think about it for more than five seconds) its the “oh these people do not see us As People the same why they see others as people”. Like if a pastor says a group of people isnt “made in god’s image” so therefore they dont have the same “blessings” that they do. You might not believe in it but the implications are Very Clear. Anyway thats all sorry for being like. Insane

you’re not being insane!!! yeah i think that’s it. it’s less about what they’re actually saying (although what they’re actually saying isn’t great) and more about how that kind of religious worldview would actually affect how you view a group of people

[hungee-boy]

since october i didnt stop to think about how in a way this is personal

im not palestinian and i dont have family from palestine

but as a muslim i still feel the horror and sadness with each new matyr, the only comfort coming from the fact that they are all now in heaven with God and every matyr that came before them

as someone who loves Christ and tries to follow his teachings along with Muhammad's, i still feel the horror and sadness of seeing his home and his people destroyed without second thought from the people launching each rocket and firing each gun

as a romani person i still feel the horror and sadness when no one speaks on behalf of the dom living in palestine, every day of silence bringing more and more fear for their safety and their lives

then i realize its even more personal when theres news of a new genocide, a sickening domino effect of hate and violence and wickedness

this desensitization of just killing, ruthless killing affects every single person on this planet

i never saw human bodies being eaten by emaciated animals until this, never seen the reaction a man has to his leg being blown off until this, never seen a dead child let alone children dying in these hellish and horrifying ways until this

i will never forget these images, the sounds of people being murdered, the mourning cries of so many now unwhole families, the names of the matyrs and doctors and journalists, this will be with me until i die

im not palestinian, but this is still fucking personal dammit, as it should be with every person with a heart

so i wont rest until every person is free and safe and healthy

i know i wont see that world in my lifetime, but thats the point, ill die fighting for this. if i die without having done something, then my life was utterly in vain

i guess just. keeping fighting and fight with love being your motivator and open your heart to the good and unjustly persecuted people in this world

please

[quarktrinity]

quark watches star trek season 1 episode 22

spirk flirting

hahahahahahha these writers thought space travel would happen in the 90s

how can they tell if people are breathing on that ship

WORLD WAR III IN THE 90S???? IT WAS ABOUT EUGENICS?????

mccoy and spock bickering. i reiterate: mccoy thinks this is hot, spock doesnt give a shit

whos this lady am i supposed to care about her

spaceship coma pods look like those japanese pod hotels

scotty would "love to tear this baby apart" (he means the earth ship)

hahahahahahahahaha these writers thought we could travel past light speed in 2018

this girl was ogling kirks tits i think

scotty dont say "oriental"

what is this dude wearing. is this like a fucking gold mesh onesie. its so slutty

dudes been asleep for 200 years. ok

oh my god his tits

why did we need to know how many of the sleeping pod people were women

the 90s were a violent part of our history apparently

this dude is a Super Human from the Eugenics Era. horrifying!

i swear this guy had longer hair a second ago

god this episode better not be racist about this dude being indian

mccoy is so funny. gives advice to the dude choking him about how to kill him by cutting a certain artery. alright man.

they have this dude in the sluttiest shirt ive ever seen. full cleavage

he better not be evil

his name is khan? wasnt there a movie about this dude. and his wrath

this doesnt bode well

spock talks abt how having greater ability translates to greater ambition. yeah i think khan is evil

khan leave the girl alone. why are you being so mean.

dont touch her hair!!!

dont grab her like that!!!!

UGH SHE THINKS THIS IS HOT

why is kirks formal attire green

wow khan is incapable of wearing a non-slutty outfit

him making out with that girl would be fun if the music wasnt so sinister about it and also if he wasnt grabbing her so much

yeah hes definitely evil

star trek says dictatorships bad

Blue Drink

khan has just constant cleavage

suddenly khan is all about consent

suddenly consent is all about asking permission

i hate him

the image of an indian man seducing a white woman to take control of her just isnt that great. like i know its the 60s but still

ok khan was a literal dictator in the 90s

spock says dictatorships bad

so how about we just shoot this guy out into space

khan says eugenics good

i get hes evil and this plot is compelling but why did he have to be Notably Not White

khan doesnt have cleavage anymore :0 terrifying

woooaaahh khans escaped???? thats craaaaazyyyyy

suffocation before surrender

why didnt khan just kill them

good to see a brown dude extra among the good guys so we know the casting director wants us to think theyre not saying all brown dudes are evil

uhura is so cool. go girl

how is kirk a damsel in distress so often

khan hates friendship

"the captain is dead" no hes not

thank you for betraying khan history girl your horniness has not completely taken over your soul

"captain ive saved your life but please dont kill him" nevermind i hate you

Deadly Neurotoxin

show of brute strength by bending phaser like a spoon is sillier than khan thinks

yes kirk kill him with your thighs

/whacks u with a tube/

WHY ARE YOU LETTING HIM GO

WHY ARE YOU GIVING HIM THE OPPORTUNITY TO TAKE OVER A PLANET

WHY

history girl i hate you. dont go with him. idiot

JUST KILL HIM

UGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

welp. see you later khan. and your wrath.

paradise lost reference was ok

[spacedhead]

homestuck reread #6: a5a2 part 2

this shit is so trippy and weird and honestly scary im actually scared. the context for the first image is that jade is entering a dream bubble for the first time since her dream self is dead. the second image is daves dreamself looking into the void and seeing like the horrorterrors. and then jade sees them too somehow in the dream bubble.... its honestly horrifying and has me quite perturbed.

it seems like she is also perturbed. and PISSED AWF

IM INCLINED TO AGREE WITH HIM. SUDDENLY HE SEEMS SENSIBLE AND NORMAL I WOULD SAY. I WOULD CALL HIM THESE THINGS.

this is so funny i thought this was just a jade karkat and future karkat interaction but then fucking dave just Appears out of nowhere . so cool

LOOK AT MY SON (do not look at his computer. we wont talk about it) HE IS SO REAL

okay so theres been tons happening but im pretty sure i never got an explanation as to why daves bro is just randomly on LOWAS (land of wind and shade) . and why jack knew he was there. like what are these freaks doing on my sons planet. should i keep calling him my son. gay daughter or thot son

hate these guys but love sword fights so net neutral (secretly cool)

DAVE SPRITE!!! weird that he also knew to come to lowas. i feel like i may be missing some critical information

they are so cute

this is how i talk to my friends on the internet. except maybe with meows

oh god i think this is where everything goes to shit . with umbral ultimatum as the soundtrack. really good song! anyway. gonna watch this now

this is so bad oh man oh god

well. at least theres this. L mans

stop talking to gray text stupid dumb. i think the fact that i find this funny proves that my brain needs to be studied

wow check out this awesome panel. vriska IS the fire. the irons.... are john? irons in the fire. its the thing she always says. i uh i think i lost the metaphor

YESSS HE DID IT HE DID THE [redacted]

what a fucking crazy amount of wind my son has just summoned. that is so much wind. its covering the whole planet!!!!

i love how matter of fact he is about it. like oh this giant swirling vortex covering my entire planet? oh i did that? oh thats cool.

i never read into this before but damn its crazy that feferi is dead here cause the last time we saw her she was literally fine. what could have happened..... ( i already know)

OH HELLYES . HELL FUCKING YES I LOVE THIS SONG

me to your fucking house

dawwwwww

no need to serve this hard??? but pop off i guess....

not you too....

er okay tavros just tried to make jade his girl friend without even really knowing her and he was being really annoying and kind of an asshole while doing it and then she let him down nicely but then vriska was like bro that was the worst thing i have ever seen and was very VERY mean to him about it (maybe even more than he deserved) and then admitted to being the reason why jack noir is a super powerful evil creature now AND BONUS SHE GOT A VERSION OF DAVE KILLED >:((((

i dont wanna dwell on that though because one of my favorite parts of the comic is coming up right now :3

fun fact: "heir transparent" "doctor" and "planet healer" are all songs of john egbert :D

ANYWAY ITS TIME FOR ANOTHER GAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!YESSSSSSSSILOVE GAMING !!!! SBURB

8888)

he did it :)

i think this is a good place to end this one . general thoughts right now? huge. pog. things are happening. plans are being formed. i kind of glossed over them but rose and dave are planning to explode the green sun. john just went god tier. and jade is finally in. on the trolls side of things we finally understand why their session went wrong at the last moment, but it seems like even more has gone wrong since weve seen them last? feferi is dead. tavros wants to kill vriska. what could possibly happen next. tune in next time . i dont know when it will be. probably tomorrow. what with all the waiting i'll be doing.

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#5

❛ Promise me you’re not gonna over-react. ❜ (from Michonne to Rick)

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 /  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒. - @micaela-arg

NO LONGER ACCEPTING!

❛ Promise me you’re not gonna over-react. ❜

Rick had just walked through the door when Michonne stepped into the room, looking as if she was about to give him news of their family dog dying. But they didn't have a dog. He instantly felt sick as he moved to her, his brow was furrowed with concern. "What happened?"

Michonne lifted her hands, putting them on his chest to keep the distance between them. "Promise me you're not going to over-react." She had to keep him calm first and foremost, but she wasn't sure if that was the best way to start this conversation.

His head tilted, frown deepening as he took her by the wrists and put a little more distance between them. Nothing good ever came from the start of a conversation like that. He swallowed thickly, pushing the lump that had risen in his throat back down into his stomach. "Damn it, Michonne. Just tell me what's wrong." He had stepped around her, looking for whatever could be the reason for all of this.

She reached out for his arm, grasping him just above the elbow so that he stopped and looked at her. "I was only out of the room for a minute. I have no idea how she got them..." It was then that Judith came into the room from the kitchen. Her brown curls were short on one side and almost to her scalp on the other.

His eyes widened as he looked from Judith to Michonne and then back again. He moved to her and picked her up and turned to his wife once again. "Where the hell did she get scissors?!" Then he remembered having them out the night before, but he didn't remember putting them back on top of the fridge where they kept them.

She moved to them both, fingering the shorter curls and almost had tears in her eyes. "I was only out of the room for a minute. I swear..." She had been horrified when she'd returned to the kitchen and found clumps of hair near the kitchen table then found Judith, scissors still in her hands, hiding under the table.

He rubbed a tired hand down his face and groaned. "It's my fault. I forgot to put them back up."

She smacked his arm, shoving him slightly as she felt relief wash over her. "Thank God! I thought she'd climbed on top of the counter and got them down herself." She felt her knees buckle slightly. She'd been imaging all the ways Judith could have impaled herself on them since discovering her butchered hair.

He pulled her into his arms and hugged them both. He kissed first Judith then Michonne's temple. He closed his eyes. "If it makes you feel any better, Carl did this. Only he did climb our counters like a jungle gym, and Lori about stroked out." He chuckled softly.

She smacked him again as a smile returned to her face. She took Judith's face in her hands and rubbed noses with her. "Well, I guess the good news is that it will grow back."

12 notes - Posted May 27, 2022

#4

“You know I’m gonna win, right?” (From Connie to Daryl)

drabble list - @micaela-arg

NO LONGER ACCEPTING!

72. “You know I’m gonna win, right?”

Daryl didn't know how he'd been roped into playing cards with Connie, but here they were. They were about ten hands in, and he had lost his boots, his socks and his pants at this point. And she was still mostly dressed as she seemed to get one good hand after the other. 'This is bullshit,' he signed as a scowl crossed his face.

Connie couldn't stop the giggle and then the soft snort. She covered her mouth and nose with her hand as she knew that the snort was different and was thrilled to be able to let loose and just have fun for a change. It had been a long time since she'd been afforded that luxury. She laid down her hand, winning once again. 'Vest.'

He rolled his eyes once again as he slipped out of the vest, knowing that he wasn't ready to remove his shirt. He would have to play the hardest he's ever played as he took all the cards and started to shuffle them so he could deal them each another hand. "Can't believe you talked me into playin' strip poker," he complained, but he wasn't really upset. Just annoyed with himself at not being able to get a good hand.

'You know I'm gonna win, right?' She did a little happy dance from her seat on the floor as she started to pick up the cards as he dealt them to her.

"Yeah? Then why don't we just go ahead and quit. Ain't no need in playin' if you already know who wins." He looked at his cards then, knowing he was fucked for sure. He dropped three cards to the table and took three.

She shook her head, waggling her eyebrows before asking for only one card. She placed her cards facedown so that she could sign. 'Where's the fun in that?' she teased.

12 notes - Posted February 15, 2022

#3

“MY MERCY PREVAILS OVER MY WRATH.” - RICK GRIMES

                  Independent and Selective Multi-Muse                                                       for AMC’s The Walking Dead

Multiship. Multiverse. Non-exclusive. Highly selective.

Canon Muses: Beth Greene, Carol Peletier, Daryl Dixon, Rick Grimes, Shane Walsh, & Sophia Peletier

Original Character Muse(s): Charles/Charlotte Eaton aka Charley Eaton

RULES || VERSES || NAVIGATION || DISCLAIMER || OPEN MEMES

15 notes - Posted March 2, 2022

#2

anyone have questions for me or the muses?

Or really just anything you want to say to me. I’m really wanting some ask box interaction for me and the muses tonight. So any takers? 

16 notes - Posted August 1, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

But You Can’t Do Both || Shane & Alice || @we-will-begin-again​

Shane had chosen to stay at the prison for the same reason that he always stayed at the quarry when people went out. It was their choice to go off on a run, and if they didn't make it back that was their own trouble. His job was to protect the ones that had stayed behind. Mainly Carl and Judith. He owed it to Lori to make sure those two survived no matter what happened to himself or to Rick. And Rick just had to go off and play hero. Things didn't change in some respects.

He hadn't expected them back for a few days because you never knew what to expect out there anymore, but he was getting word of the group that had ventured had returned with Glenn and Maggie in tow. He had to see with his own eyes that they were all okay and unharmed. He placed Judith in Beth's arms, kissing the baby on the head before he headed outside.

He blinked at the brightness outside, taking a minute to adjust. His hand went up to his forehead, blocking the sun so he could make out the figures that were climbing out of the cars and a few that were still back at the gate. Carol and Carl had been at the tower when they'd returned. He counted heads, realizing that with Michonne and then Maggie and Glenn that the number was off but there were several familiar faces missing and one he didn't know in place of them.

He adjusted the glock on his hip as he headed toward the car and the new woman that had been brought into their walls. "We takin' in strays now, Glenn?" He was glad to see the man, even if he was beat to hell. He was alive and that's all the could hope for the ones that were missing. "Where's Daryl? Oscar?" His eyes didn't stray from the stranger as she stood there waiting to be told where to go.  

18 notes - Posted January 6, 2022

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[pe0pleall3rgy]

THANK YOU FOR THAT ADDITIONUHVDHHKFU

the spider ask was originally gonna be two separate asks, because i actually had the "ford educating the kids about spiders" idea before the "ford kills spiders with his bare hands" idea

but just HSAJHUSH JIMMY NNOOOOO

and the jerry-rigging one 😭😭

stan would pull out the chips and ford would be like "oh my god stan you're a genius!" and then

https://open.spotify.com/track/4MJev70u7yjEugU91kSZEU?si=8f77cf246659489d

and stan watches him like "wait- ford whats thgat music- wHERE DID YOU GET THAT SCAFFOLDING WHATS GOING ON"

ford definitely just like sits in the basement waiting for people to ask him where their shit is, or like MHFDHHUK MENTAL IMAGE OF FORD WAITING UNDER THE COUCH JUST CROPPED UP IN MY HEADMFDHF

like mabel walks into the living room muttering to dipper about losing one of her stickers and he just rolls out from under the couch holding it and the kids dont even bat an eye at that point mabels just like "thanks grunkle ford!!! ✨✨" and takes it

also the idea of mabel like forcing everyone to have scrapbooks just came up too, like she'd get everyone one with their zodiac symbol and their favorite color (i mean everyone, robbie pacficia gideon them too) and she grades (and mabel-fies) everyone's scrapbooks and ford is a TRYHARD and he always gets an a++ but thats because everyone gets an a++ he isnt very good at scrapbooking its just a research journal to him (he's still incredibly proud of his scrapbook)

something i wrote down at like one o clock last night is ford being kinda terrified of mabel when he first came along, he'd like stir awake on the couch in the basement to see her in his face and she would say "you twitch like a puppy in your sleep sometimes" and he'd just be fucking horrified "hOW DID YOU EVEN GET IN HERE-" "i have my ways! :D"

but now he'd just say good morning to her and get on with his day the entire family is just used to each other's bullshit by now

(still determined to send that fic, lemme see if this works https://archiveofourown.org/works/32120815 )

-gf anon

Mabel making everyone keep a scrapbook is so cute to me wahh 😭😭

Ford hiding under the couch and waiting for his moment he’s such a LOSER i HATE him (with love…. With care…..)

Wasting no time to write about it, ford grabs his diary journal“I’ve encountered a new anomaly— one that I am wholly unprepared to deal with: children. More specifically, my niece. She frightens me.”