#god the typis

[gmos]

currently in the middle of gettibg a tattoo

[royalarchivist]

Ramon: we need to find Cucurucho again

Fit: Yeah, that's really weird that he was just watching us -

Ramon: so Pac can adopt me

Fit: Oh yeah– Well, you know– I mean, maybe we can like– Maybe we can have it arranged where if Pac gives you a cookie, it counts for the full amount instead of half. And then maybe the same for me for Richarlyson. Right? 'Cuz I mean, like– We're... basically a family. I mean we have– I mean, let's be real, we have been for a while, but it just a little bit– it's just a little more official now.

Ramon: yeah but Pac wanted to throw a big party

Fit: Oh, a big party?

Ramon: adoption party

[ Transcript Continued ↓ ]

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Fit: Oh, an adoption party. Ohhhhhhhhh, I see. Yeah, well– I won't interfere with those plans then. Yeah, well I guess– um. It'll be a party for you, and then I guess it'll be a party for Richarlyson as well. Yeah, that'll be cool, that'll be cool Ramon. Are you- are you excited?

Ramon: [Nods]

Fit: [Laughs] I'm glad.

Ramon: Two dads

Fit: Yeah, that's right. Yeah, instead of just one!

Ramon: i appreciate u a lot >:(

Fit: Aww, Ramon, I kn– And I appreciate you too, Ramon.

Ramon: [Ramon bounces around happily, then gets shy / embarrassed and hides in the corner of the room]

Fit: [Laughs] I know, Ramon. It makes me happy, seeing like– You– you seem like you've been in a better mood the past, you know, couple weeks, especially with everything that's been happening. You seem like you're in a better mood. Yeah, I'm glad, I'm glad, Ramon. I'm glad.

[shayminsh]

omg before i forget again i had another dream where i was looking at your posts.... i cant remember much else about it this time tho -_-

when i invade leafys dreams.... part TWO!!!

[99probalos]

BO FUCKING WAY. NO FUCJING WAY. AFTER LAST SEASON FUNALLY AT LAST ITS BEEN SO LONG WHAT THE FUCK. IVE BEEN WANTING THEM TK TALK ABOUT THIS FILN FOR YEAAAAAAES WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!

[tez-lacoil]

SMAR

SMAE

SMASE

SAME

[i-may-be-paranoid]

utterly surreal to be having a whole conversation with my mom, in the midst of the worst hypoglycemic episode I've had in a while, without her noticing. I stumbled downstairs and continued crashing into walls/counters as I tried to get water & a quick source of sugar, struggled to form sentences, and was overall less capable of being an interactive person. meanwhile she was just talking about what she's done today like she didn't notice. probably didn't I think

[inkyu]

debating on re-drawing old art baisvskdbdkbsd

[an0nfr0mth3d3n]

As a sapphic myself, how could I not write a bit about the cutest lesbian couple (almost) on the qsmp?

The day Bagi got picked for Team Soulfire was one of the best days of her life, that she remembered at least. That Eye guy must really be homophobic because Bagi was going crazy with not being able to see the adorable girl that had so captured her heart.

Bagi picked the last of her supplies into her backpack, shouldering it quickly. There was no telling when her former teammates who had got chosen for Red could show up, and she wasn’t keen on finding out if the Green Gay spirit would grant her immunity from her former team.

Plus the sooner she saw Tina the sooner she could find happiness in this cruel horrible world of Purgatory.

Bagi smiled as the sun beat down on her face, soaking up the sounds and smells of the jungle one last time. The spicy hint of cacao, the distant squawk of a parrot, the gentle mist kissing her face, the earthy loam beneath her feet, and the far off crashing of waves against a sandy shore.

With spirit determined, she marched forwards towards the sounds of the waves.

Admittedly, she did in fact tense up a little bit when she saw the terror of the island Badboyhalo, who was doing figure eights in a motorboat (on the beach), but considering she already knew he was coming down to pick her up she wasn’t too surprised.

“BAGIIIII” Bad yelled when he saw her coming from the dense woods.

“BADDDDD!!” Bagi couldn’t help smiling at the sight of her dear friend, and she jogged forward to greet him.

Bad’s eyes narrowing in a manner that Bagi had come to associate with mischief, and as she approached, she noticed him type something out on his communicator.

Bagi stopped in front of him, leaning her hand on her hip. “Ok, whaaat are you typi- OOF”

Her sentence was cut short with a loud impact to her back, causing the Brazilian to fall onto the sand. The confusion only lasted a few seconds because with the impact came a high pitched happy squealing and even though it had been a week, Bagi would know that sound anywhere. “TINAAAAAAAAAAA”

The weight on her back shifted, and Bagi turned over in the sand, not minding the beach sand that was getting into her hair. In front of her, was her beloved-

Woah wait were those abs????

Bagi gawked at the crop top exposing Tina’s midriff. Where once was soft squishy belly, not that Bagi was specifically ever checking Tina out haha never…, were now sharply defined and well tanned muscles.

Bagi could hardly breathe as she tore her eyes away, face bursting into heat. It really didn’t help that as she did so she caught sight of the lean muscle now attached to Tina’s arms, and the pretty tan that the other girl had gotten.

Speaking of the other girl-

“Oh my god. What was I THINKING. Why did I DO that? I literally do not even know why I did that Bagi I am SO sorry. Ohhh god this is so embarrasssiiinngggg. Oh my god let me help you up.”

As Tina talked anxiously, Bagi could feel her senses returning, and briefly registered the shi- the muffin-eating grin on Bad’s face.

“Wow Tina I can’t believe you ATTACKED poor Bagi! I’m so sorry, I guess she doesn’t want you on our team!” Bad said far too cheerfully.

“Shut up you FREAK!” Tina yelled at the…vampalien?

“Freak??” Bad scoffed pompously, “I take offense to that! Bagi get your dog under control!”

“YOU’RE THE D-“

BONK

“OW!”

“DON’T MESS WITH TINA!”

Bad grumbled, rubbing his head, expression that of a kicked puppy. “Such violence! I cannot believe you would hit me, and with a cooking pot of all things!”

Bagi hefted the weight of the pot in her hands “Yeah, well I don’t have my frying pan, so this will do!”

“Wait, you have a cooking pot? Oh my god we should totally make a dinner for each other tonight!” Tina said, grasping Bagi’s arm with stars in her eyes.

Bagi stared. Tina’s face, while slightly cut in bruised from the trials of literally existing in purgatory, was gorgeously sun kissed, a faint tan spread evenly across her complexion that spoke tales of working in the sun.

“Um. Errrr. Yeah. Do you have any ingredients?” Bagi managed to get out.

Tina smirked proudly. “Ingredients? Girl, I’m like, the co-leader of the entire farm! I could get you anything! Anything for you Bagi!”

Bagi grinned, heart fluttering. “Then let’s have a nice dinner tonight. Might as well enjoy something in this hellish place!”

“Could I co-“

“No.”

[despazito]

What the fuck are we even doing here

The state of modern st bernards is fucking dire I hate what's happened to them

[gho2ty]

its in fact so hilarious to me when non-rp blogs reblog standalone posts from g2. mostly because of how obvious it is. dont mind me just . sollux god damn captor. typiing away. LMAO

[imapursoon]

god cursed me with a fast tuping soeed and dyslexia id be too funny if i didnt make typis

[psi-iioniic]

bros abt to liive react to the fucking jake engliish peterquest route

ii kiinda h8 jake so thiis uhhhhh thiis wiill be fun iig ://

thiis makes no sense to read consiideriing there are no iimages or iidiicatiions of what iim lookiing at slash readiing oh well el oh el

sollux mentiion ii liied thiis miight be peak

OH SHIIT DIIRK BOT HIIIIIIIII DIIRKBOT HIIII

monster baiit endiing iimmedii8ly w???

ii love that u can s33 diirk bots eye also watchiing u thats so siilly bro let u liive but then stuck around to watch ya get eaten cute

hashtag "do not"

"j33zum cr33zum" "chappiie" iim goiing to jdsjhvjavf

"top notch friiendo" "wonder wench" jesus iik ii cant criitiiciize anyone for how they talk consiideriing iim stealiing typiing quiirks from fake trolls but good lord

bro iirl rped that earns hiim liikabiiliity poiints tbh

the brobot thats so cute

oh shiit jade as the mc to stop beiing a freak oh oh oh

NO JADE DONT GO BACK ON UR WORD

IITS WEIIRD FOR THE MC TO THROW YALL AROUND AND LEAVE YA ON SOME RANDOM ASS PLANET U WERE SO RIIGHT DONT BACK DOWN

the endiing was cute ii wiill say but hhhhhhrrrrrgggg jade u were onto smthng :((

woah jake and vriiska combo wat

once agaiin remiinded that i h8 vriiska

OH OH ARO JAKE OH OH???

oh god do ii h8 jake cause iim liike hiim??? ewwwwwwwwwewwewwwwewwww no god no fuck no

fiiniished jakes route

stiill h8 jake salute emojii

[reloaderror]

did you have to do crane business today?

there’s a fucking crame right in front of my aurora

[violettawriting]

Chapter Two

Francesca's P.O.V

It's been a week and a half since Leóns party and I've been extremelly busy with classes and all of the complementary college projects i've signed to this semester. I barely have time to think about anything else besides sheet music and guitar chords.

I was in the middle of revising a song lyric that I've been working on when my phone starts vibrating, and my brother Luca's name appears on the screen.

"Ciao, Luca. Cosa desideri?" I answear not really in the mood for talking.

"Woah, okay... i missed you too." He teases. "How are you? We haven't heard of you in weeks."

"Sto bene, Luca. Just very busy." i try to sound as friendly as I can.

"Hm. Good to hear. Soo... you already know why I'm calling, right? You still haven't told us if you're coming for nonna's birthay party."

I take a deep breath and press the bridge of my nose with my thumb and index finger. I hate to sound like I don't care about my family's stuff. I mean, I love them and I miss them very much. But sometimes it seems like they just don't aknowledge the fact I'm living in another continet and it's not that easy to go visit. Plus, I'm really focused on college right now. They'll be offering a huge opportunity to work with the biggest singer of Buenos Aires, Angie Carrara (aka Vilu's aunt), to the student with best grades by the end of the semester and I've been working my ass of to get it.

"Yeah, I know.. I'm sorry. It's just that I still don't know if there'll be any exams in that week. I promise I'll give you guys a response ASAP."

"Hm... alright. Just please don't take too long, 'kay?" I mumble a positive answer. "Okay then... Prenditi cura di te. We'll be waiting for you call.

"A presto". I hang up and stare at my screen. God, I really need a good night of sleep.

I stretch in the chair and run my hands through my hair, sighing wearily. After a few seconds staring at the wall, I finally get some courage to get myself up and go to the cafeteria buy myself something extra-sugary.

In the middle of my walk from the dormitories to the main building, I notice how crowded the campus is today. For some reason, it seems to have more people around this wednesday afternoon. I watch as a few groups of students pass by, chatting in hushed tones. As I finally approach the grand entrance of the University of Buenos Aires, I spot a rather... amusing pair, whispering intensely in a more secluded corner.

I spot Ludmila's shiny hair first. Her colorfull outfit starkly contrasts with Diego's plain gray shirt and black pants. I try not to stare but I just can't help feeling intriged by this weird duo.

Obviously I'm not able to make out the words, so I eventually give up on watching them. But not before Diego cathes my staring eyes and stops talking. I try to act normal, as if it was just a coincidence that I was looking at their direction the same moment he looked at me, and rush into the building.

***

I'm sitting at a table in the corner of the cafeteria, waiting for Cami who's currently stuck in class with Gregorio. Poor her. I sip my cup of hot chocolate slowly, savoring it before it ends and I have to go back to my studies.

I am completely distracted inside my own mind and don't notice the blonde girl coming in my direction. "Hi, Fran! How are you today?" Ludmila aproaches me with that well-known fake tone in her voice. "It's been a while since we last had a chat!"

I stare at the girl, trying not to give her a face as annoyed as i feel right now. I've known Ludmila since high school, when i moved to Argentina with my family and started studying music at the Studio 21. It's no news that she's a trouble maker and will do whatever it takes to archieve her goals. Good thing we don't get to spend too much time together here in Uni.

"Hello, Ludmila" I reply not really giving her much attention.

I can sense what's to come when she pulls the chair on the other side of the table and sits in front of me. "So, how's the... chocolate?" she asks, in that typical Ludmila way.You can tell she's struggling to find friendly words to say. God, she's terrible at pretending to be interested in other people.

"Great. Can I help you?" I ask her directly. We both know she wouldn't come here if she didn't wanted something from me.

"Woah, Fran, it really hurts my feeling when you speak to me like this" She touches her chest in a hurt way and makes a sad puppy face. I say nothing, just stare at her with my brow arched, waiting. "Well, okay. Whatever," she drops the act. "I just wanted to ask why were you eversdropping my private conversation yearlier".

I keep staring and pretend I have no idea what she's talking about.

"Oh please, don't play dumb with me. What did you hear?" She is leaning on her arms, almost reaching the middle of the table, looking at me intently.

"I didn't hear anything, Ludmila. And I wasn't eversdropping."

She fake laughs, dismissing my answear with a "don't bullshit me" look.

"Seriously. I couldn't hear a word. And honestly, I don't care, either. So, don't worry. I won't tell anyone you were dealing drugs with Diego or anything." I say, getting up and grabbing my stuff.

Ludmila laughs loudly at that and I turn my head at her direction, actually intriged by her reaction.

"Drugs?! Oh, please, Fran. As if i needed any of that shit. Mind you, I'm pretty content with my sane mind. I'm naturally fun and entertaining." She runs a hand through her hair and leans back in the chair. "Plus, I would never do that to my body. Hello?? I'm an artist. A star. I gotta take care of my health and my voice." She says, as it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Aaalright... good for you. Really, congrats." I say, forcing a interested voice. "Now, if you excuse me, I have a saxophone waiting for me to play it in my dorm." I walk away as quickly as I can, leaving her no chance to keep the conversation going.

As I was briskly walking through the place, I bump into a familiar redhead who also seems to be in a hurry.

"Oof! Francesca, you nearly knocked me over!" Camila scolds me. "Where are you going with such hurry?"

"Sorry, I was running from Ludmila. She's certain I was eversdropping her and Diego earlier."

"Well... were you?" My friend asks, as we leave the building.

"No!! Of course not. I just saw them suspiciously whispering and thought it was weird." I say, trying not to sound as if it was a big deal because I know how invested in gossips Camila can get.

"Hum... I see." She ponders for a moment and we keep walking towards the dormitories. When I think the subject is already over, she spats "But like- why were they together? I mean, what could these two possibly have in common? Obviously it wasn't for drugs. Ludmila would never use any of that..." she keeps rumbling as I stay silent. Suddenly, Cami stops mid-walk and gasps. "Oh. My. God. What if they're secretly dating???"

I turn to look at my insane friend. "What? Where'd you get this idea from?" I say. "Of course not. They would never date each other. Plus, what's this? Middle school?" I dismiss her crazy idea, but as I think about it I start wondering if that would be really impossible. "Anyway. It doesn't matter. Why are Diego and Ludmila even a topic of our conversation?"

I open the door in front of me and enter the dormroom, leaving those thoughts in the hallway.

[sleepymarmot]

Ocean's Eleven (2001) & Ocean's Twelve (2004)

Ocean's Eleven

This is basically the gold standard of modern masculine coolness, right?

I definitely saw this at some point, but that was so long ago that I remembered nothing of the specifics. I do remember Ocean’s Eight well enough to compare, though, and what I found out today is that Debbie wasn’t the only Ocean sibling to have a surprising amount of gay chemistry with their blond(e) right hand (wo)man. Good for all of them!

Danny/Tess made a valiant effort to keep up, but unfortunately, Tess’s entire character is the weakest part of the film. The story is male-centric to the extreme, and the only woman is a trophy for the protagonist to steal from the antagonist.

None of these people measure up in hotness to Cate Blanchett in Ocean’s Eight, but they did look nice. A special shout out to the bad guy, who suddenly acquired a dark brooding gothic demeanor when he realized his defeat.

Every review describes Ocean’s Eleven with adjectives such as “smooth”, “fun”, and “charming”, which is true, but in addition to that, an essential factor that makes it work as a “feel-good movie” for me is how non-violent it is, despite the hypermasculinity. The target of robbery is utterly unsympathetic, there’s little to no collateral damage, guns only enter the picture as a two second long fakeout. The viewers don’t have the reason to feel bad for anyone and can just bask in the good vibes. (Though personally, I still managed to get nervous a few times during the heist, even though I knew perfectly well that the job would end in success. I’m really not built for any kind of suspense, huh.) It’s extremely shallow, but instead of the common and annoying “pretends to be deep but fails” way, it’s shallow in the “our only goal is to make this as fun as possible” way, and that gets no objections from me.

Ocean's Twelve

I genuinely can’t tell if I’ve watched Ocean’s Twelve before in full or not. I remember the laser dancing sequence, and the Bruce Willis-Julia Roberts stuff feels familiar, but everything else feels totally new to my present self.

They Garak’d Brad Pitt so hard! Literally the first scene of the movie grabs the viewer by the shoulders and shouts “Oh you thought he seemed kinda gay? Here, look, he’s definitely attracted to women!” Also, God, Hollywood kissing close-ups are so obnoxious.

The thief/cop romance is not bad in theory, but felt forced in practice; now that Danny and Tess are back together, we need another obligatory white heterosexual will they/won’t they (that doubles as a no homo, see above). The “reveal” that the legendary thief who might or might not be dead, and the thief father who allegedly died around the same time, are in fact the same person, can be seen from miles away; the real surprise is that Isabel herself didn’t figure it out somehow.

Linus was only slightly annoying in the first one, but here he’s given prolonged scenes that are painfully awkward to watch. What was the point of making him the “immature SJW” if that didn’t even go anywhere?

Vincent Cassel is not as good of an antagonist as Andy García. Watching Terry Benedict threaten the crew at the beginning of the film was actually pretty fun, and the Night Fox just doesn’t have anything to be a worthy successor to that classic villain charisma.

Overall I have to say I was pretty bored. Perhaps it’s my fault for watching the second movie the day after the first, motivated more by curiosity than “I’m really missing the heist movie vibe right now”. Several times I thought “this can’t possibly be the real heist, it’s not good enough”. The final twist was decent if a bit predictable, but it wasn’t enough to justify the whole thing.

I considered completing the marathon with Ocean’s Thirteen (which I have no memory of, either), but perhaps it would be wise to leave it for later. I suspect movies like these work better as palate cleansers or light entertainment, and trying to be completionist with them like with typical series would be counterproductive. For now, it might be better to take a break from action movies starring white American men — I feel testosterone-poisoned already!

[dopaminegyro]

u know how in some fabdonds OH MY FUCKING GOD IM SO SICK OF ALL YHESE FUCIKBG TYPIS I CANT TYPE ANYMORE BEACYSE OF GROWING OUT MY FUCKING NAILS IN BOT EVEN GOING TO CORRECT THEM ANYMORE FUCK THIS GUCK YOU anyway in some fandoms the tags are just flooded with nsfw drabbles (i think thats the right word?) im gollowing a loy ot genshin tagd even tho im not rlly into it anymore and ive started a collectuob of weirdly specific prompts when the Because you folloe #shithead shows uo on my dashboard. will posy them once my comlection is bigger