#gotta reconnect with the part of me that's obsessed with space and shit lets go fellas

[b0nelessdoodles]

did you know what watching a show you really like is actually pretty good for your brain just a fun fact

[bengiyo]

Theory of Love Rewatch Ep 9 Stray Thoughts

Last time, Khai struggled to reconnect with Third, because it's really difficult to do the emotional work required to be in effective long term relationships with anyone when the person you need to reconcile with is the person you relied on to do that work for you. Khai may be serious about Third at this point, but he's never treated his relationships as more than a physical release prior to this, and went through the motions for getting the booty. No one is on his side, and Third is trying to move on. Meanwhile, Two is trying to move forward with Lynn, and Bone just learned that Paan has someone who's serious about her. Everyone thinks Un is into Third. We left at Khai crashing his motorcycle and getting hurt after being yelled at by Third for forcing a kiss on him AGAIN.

I really think Un and Third just went to a screening to get inspiration for their script.

Oh, he's delirious from blood loss. I don't remember this portion of the show well, so I really hope Khai doesn't take Third giving him attention again because he's hurt as a reasonable approach to getting him to interact in the future.

Khai was talking all that shit about Un, but look whose big ass is driving them to the hospital.

Ep.09 Love Triangle. I think this is the first Thai film they've used as the inspiration for the episode.

I do like when a character has to confront their psyche in a nether space. The Walkabout episode of Babylon 5 is my favorite example of this.

Okay, I am really harsh on Khai, so let me say some nice things about the production. Having Bone and Two not be scared when Khai woke up is very reassuring for the audience, even if the inventory of injuries Khai sustained is extensive. Also, telling us he's been asleep for a day as Third walks up still in his bloody clothes lets us know immediately how worried Third was.

Obsessed with Khai's parents. The dad trying to keep upbeat, the mom chiding, the dad reminding Khai that this actually is quite serious, and them asking Third to look after Khai. I get it, show. They're best friends and everyone knows. I'm still salty.

Oh, thanks for explaining my earlier bullet, Bone.

Good job, bros. Khai is an idiot for kissing Third AGAIN. We ain't forget!!

See, this is what I'm saying. It's convenient he got injured? ABSOLUTELY NOT. Face yourself and your friend!

Bone, why are we suggesting checking again? Y'all pissed off me and Third the last time y'all did this shit.

These mofos really going through his messages. I know y'all are boys and all, but respect your homie's fucking privacy.

They don't even know how to set up a side chat. This is embarrassing.

I'm glad the privacy invasion bit ended quickly on Third telling them all to fuck off and let him handle his business.

Hold on, Lynn, we need to do some quick PPL.

Love that the musical cues in GMMTV shows were loud in 2019 and they're loud now.

It really is so hard for me not to simp over Gun constantly in every one of these reactions.

Oh, Khai, you're getting there. Is it hard when the person you're trying to get over suddenly treats you kindly?

I will accept the show using Khai's lingering injuries as a way to illustrate that he can't really heal or take care of himself while Third isn't part of his life.

"Let me help you with your shower." Now, Third, we have all seen this scene before. You gotta give your bro a hand?

Good thing Third wears capris.

I don't want to give Bone too much credit for his awareness of his feelings for Paan because they're hets. Two may just now be figuring out that he was jealous about Un sharing that restaurant with someone else, but it feels like this may be new for him and he's been trying to pursue Lynn.

All that paper is going to make a mess of the pool.

Listen, unnamed boy in the Never Have I Ever game, do you not realize there are queers at this table and you're just lobbing grenades into the chat??

Keyword association went to shit, too!

Why are they leaving us hanging on Lynn's answer to Two?

Curious why Praew wanted to come clean to Third.

If I was Un, I know I would have to whip Khai's ass later over this. This gang stay fucking with him and all he does is help them. Now he's being punched out because Khai is jealous and misunderstanding? Hell to the no. Don't start shit with me because I will finish it.

Oh lord we got big drama next episode with early dating, lies, and bad timing.

Khai is such an asshole, so I think it's correct for his character to confess his feelings in the heat of an argument. I think this is a pretty solid episode for the most part, but I'm not sure all of the party worked for me. I think Khai's injuries were used well to mirror his internal feelings. I'm a bit bored of the stuff going on with Bone and Two though.

As always, this rewatch is sponsored by @lurkingshan, with support from @waitmyturtles and @neuroticbookworm. Tagging @twig-tea by request.

[peacefulwriter88]

Space in Between - Part 2

A/N: Remember this old gem? Sorry it’s been a while – because I work for a school district work comes in tides and waves. Things have slowed down a wee bit that I can dedicate my luv to this sweet little space nerd. Also I might post part 3 after the 2:00 NFL games....

Warnings: None yet :) 

Tag List:  @sleepretreat @lancetucker @xxhuffelpuff-girlxx

Day 1

It was wearing on him. He looked down at the neat, signed papers resting on his desk, looked at the perfect penmanship of his wife – correction his ex-wife – signature and re-read the words staring up at him from the page.

He didn’t know how it had ended like this.

He had wanted to make her happy, make his son proud. But she couldn’t handle his obsession of space, still constantly needed to unveil all of its mysteries with their family. Didn’t want to deal with the disappointment anymore. Even after she moved back North, he had followed her. Tried to work their marriage life. Tried to lead a normal life.

But it hadn’t worked. He had found the whole situation dull and she knew it. It wasn’t like him. He wanted to continue to push the continuum, not settle down and read about it.

So, a year and a half ago they separated. Three months later, he was delivered divorce papers.

He tried therapy. Tried reconnecting with her. But her mind was made – divorce. Not only was the process shamefully painful, but it was also a prolonged son of a bitch.

These were the last papers after the meetings with lawyers, after hundreds of emails and even more calls. After strained smiles and moving out. After rebuilding his life alone. He had his son, of course, but only twice a weekend and one Wednesday. Elijah was still only two, still too young to understand the consequences of their decisions and he wanted to maintain some normalcy around that.

He looks back down at the papers, sighing deeply before picking up his pen and signing his name on the crisp line. He pushed the paper back into the envelope before licking it closed, the dark letters of the law firm peering back at him.

The past three years of his life was disappearing in the form of ink and paper.

Life was a son of a bitch.

Day 7

It was only a week, but as he sat in his apartment, a cold beer in his hands as he looked down at the book in his hands he knew there was a problem.

Beth didn’t have a problem bouncing back. According to Alex and his fiancé, she was doing just fine. Barely made eye contact with him when he picked Elijah up, barely acknowledged him when he dropped Elijah off. Her hair was different. Cut short, framing the fine features of her face. She had color back in her cheeks and smiled more.

She was probably seeing someone.

That was what had caused this distraction. He wanted to move on and couldn’t.

Day 17

Autumn was coming. You could smell it in the air, feel it when you walked from building to building on the large campus. His senses were coming back again. Food wasn’t bland anymore. Was chilled when the east coast air flew in.  His brain started applying things he saw in real life to how they could function in space. He laughed at dumb jokes Alex, or Mark or Rick called.

He was starting to feel like him.

Day 25

It was too soon. It was a month into the semester, a month into his inherited role as professor of Environmental Sciences. He had adjusted to his role on campus – half professor, half infamous astronaut that had been one of the few who had gone to Mars. He shielded away from his celebratory status, trying to deny talking at any events or going to any special dinners. Trying to keep to himself as he tried to figure out what the hell he wanted to do next.

And then you had happened.

It had been in late September, a few weeks before homecoming. He hadn’t forgotten about you, hadn’t forgotten about the way you had shed light to his celebrity.

But now you were different.

You were attentive. You came to class over-prepared, your laptop at the ready as your eyes followed him throughout the classroom. You pushed back on theories that he synopsized about, providing new solutions. You questioned everything, wanted to know everything.

At first, he had thought it was a child’s crush. A lot of the women (and men) had made it obvious they were attracted to him. Alex even teased you about it, also working on campus on a few science projects.

“Every woman on this campus, student and faculty alike, are curious about Dr. Chris Beck.” He would coo, resulting in a soft punch or a chuckle.

It was flattering but it was the last thing on his mind.

Until there was you.

You weren’t asking dumb questions, like everyone else would after class. You would dig to the root, genuinely curious as you shuffled through your piles of paper, presenting them to him as he tried to pack up. When you showed up to his office hours, it was with articles on articles that ran parallel to lessons he was teaching in application to what it would look like in space.

And that was what drew him in.

You were just as obsessed about it as him. You would bite your bottom lip as you shuffled through papers, looking at your laptop trying to spot differences as your free hand would write out equations. Your eyes would furrow together, your hair falling in your face as you absently pushed it aside. The way your face would light up, jumping in enthusiasm as you would point out something to him.

It had him excited. Had his blood pumping to do just as much research – wanted to gauge your response when he brought up something new to you.

Had him looking forward to class. And he knew that was a problem.

Perhaps he needed a hobby. Or get laid.

He probably just needed to get laid.

Day 31

You were wearing mustard. It was a color he didn’t have any opinion on before until he saw it on you. Mustard patterned dress that accentuated your breast and stopped a little above your knees. Intricate designed tights that stuck to your skin like it was a part of them. High brown boots that moved past your calf. Your hair was thrown up in a bun as you laughed alongside the two friends you always came to class with, finding your seat as he brushed through the pages.

He cursed himself again.

Freshly divorced and barely halfway through his first month teaching and he was in full heat over you – a student.

He had tried dating. Tried to have casual sex. It was useless because he already knew that he belonged to you.

“Who’s the girl?” Alex had asked, bringing a beer to his lips as Rick quirked up an eyebrow.

“Girl? There’s a girl in newly single Beck’s life?”

Rick had flown in the night before and they had decided to quickly catch up for dinner after work. He had rolled his eyes, falling back in his seat as he shook his head.

“There is no girl. I have no idea what Alex is referring to.”

Rick, always happy to instigate, turns back to Alex who’s shaking his head chuckling.

“You’re full of shit and you know it. Lisa’s been trying to set this guy up with everyone she knows. Every woman so far, who have literally thrown themselves at his feet, haven’t been called back for a second date. Haven’t been invited to his home. So either Beth made you a eunuch or there’s someone else preoccupying your mind”

He had tried to brush it aside, taking a swing of his drink as Rick exclaims,

“You have females throwing themselves at you, newly free and ready to party and you’ve been throwing that away.”

“Listen,” he finally says, their eyes watching him carefully. “I’m not trying to jump back into another relationship. Not trying to just mess around with a woman. Did that enough in my twenties.”

“Now you’re in your mid-thirties and got all the time in the world.” Rick continues and he scoffs.

“I’m just trying to enjoy being with me.”

They had watched him, rolling their eyes before jumping into another conversation. He was grateful, grateful for the distraction as he tried to remind himself of the same thing.

But now you were in his classroom, wearing that damn dress that hit your curves just right, and he was stuck questioning if he was full of shit. He tried to ignore you as you leaned into your friend Mara, turning his attention to the white board. He only gets through half of what he needs to write before he hears your exclaim,

“What!?”

He turns back to the group, sighing before clearing his throat. Perhaps he could feel you out. Maybe you were also just as into him as he was you. He thinks back to the conversation he had earlier with Alex,

“Listen, I wasn’t trying to call you out in front of Rick last night.”

He had shrugged it off, scrolling through his phone while they waited at the coffee cart and Alex sighed.

“Come on – we’re going to dinner this weekend. Will probably go out dancing after. You should come and have a good time. Lisa has this friend ...”

“No more Lisa dates.” He cuts Alex off and Alex chuckles, slapping him on his back.

“Well you gotta get out since you’re a newly single man. Beth’s dating – don’t see why you don’t.”

They take another step forward and he groans, shaking his head.

“Beth’s been dating for months. Good for her. I’m just not sure I’m ready.”

Alex snorts, shaking his head before pointing to his phone. “Please. Let me guess – you were answering a text from that woman you’ve been talking to.” Chris gives a blank stare as Alex continues, “Listen, I know you haven’t blatantly said it out loud but I know there’s another girl because of the signs. You always bring up this mystery woman that you’ve been meeting for coffee to discuss environmental science theories because that’s a thing. You always are checking your phone to see if she’s sending you messages and when she does, you smile. Don’t play dumb with me Beck, I know a crush when I see one.”

He had tried to mask the smile that was inevitably spreading on his face as Alex finishes,

“Just invite her or whatever. Do it for all of us – her included. Sure she’s tired of you leading her on.”

It couldn’t hurt to see. He did like you. And if you weren’t into him, then he could go back to feeling miserable for himself like had been for the past year and focus on his future.

[pan0ramy]

alright, i know i've said it a million times now, but i don't think i'll ever be able to fully express how much i loved rick and morty. i am literally. fucking. OBSESSED. with this show after watching it for the first time. it's cleverly written, always interesting, and there's also the tiny fact that it's fucking hilarious. but there's been one big thing that's been basically niggling at me, and i wanted to get my thoughts out on it in a post.

i've said it at least twice now that rick is, by far, my favourite character - but there's a serious reason behind that. a couple, actually. 

for those of you who haven't seen the show, THIS WILL CONTAIN MAJOR, MAJOR SPOILERS FOR RICK AND MORTY. 

i'll be putting the rest of this post below the cut so you don't see anything by accident, and i'll be marking which episodes you can expect to see spoilers for. if you HAVE seen the show, hopefully you can agree with some of these. but trust me, if you haven't watched this show yet, don't spoil yourself. it'll be worth it. ;)

overall, though, this was just a random post i wanted to make to get my thoughts out about this character, since there's been very few characters that have stood out to me as much as rick has.

there are probably dozens of moments in rick and morty that sum up why i like rick, but i'm gonna cover the ones that stood out to me the most. (fun fact: while making this post i actually realised nearly all of these are from season 2. yeah. go figure. :3)

* SPOILERS FOR SEASON 2, EPISODE 10 - "THE WEDDING SQUANCHERS" *

this is the one episode that i'm pretty sure made some of us - if not everyone - cry by the end (whether out of genuine sadness or just frustration, like i did), and it showed a lot of different sides to rick's character. the first thing we really see that stood out to me was when tammy shoots birdperson. first of all, let me get the obvious thing out of the way. 

how fucking DARE SHE WHAT AN ABSOLUTE BITCH

...ahem. anyway.

that's not what i want to talk about - it's more rick's reaction to birdperson's death. we very rarely hear rick get so goddamn emotional at anything, but seriously. go back and watch this scene again, and pay attention to rick's reaction. 

fuckin' hell, justin roiland. you nailed it.

then there's the big point of rick's sacrifice - and the one goddamn reason i can't listen to nine inch nails'  "hurt" anymore without crying. 

i've seen a lot of people say that rick flat out doesn't care, but i feel like these people are missing something. like. how the fuck can you say that after watching this episode. rick, without (much) hesitation, turns himself in once he realises he'll be nothing but a detriment to the smiths' freedom, as well as their ability to live a normal life again. rick just says he's going to get ice cream and never comes back, and morty's the only person who initially understands what rick is actually doing (which kinda makes sense - morty's the person who spends the most time with rick, so i'd assume he has a better insight into what rick is really like).

finally, rick's voice acting comes into play once again when he's asked what he got put into prison for. the only reply we get is one word - "everything". again, justin roiland's voice acting just shows how defeated rick really is at this point. i mean, who wouldn't be? what's he got left?

* SPOILERS FOR SEASON 2, EPISODE 1 - "A RICKLE IN TIME" *

the first episode we see in season 2, and one of the most entertaining episodes for me! the multiple timelines give us a lot of different options and possibilites, with one of them giving rick a good deal of character development. when one of the 64 possibilities we see ends up with morty's collar breaking and morty falling through the floor into space, rick straight up dives out after him. when he eventually catches up, he gives his collar to morty, and tells him to "be better than me". 

of course, he does eventually lose his shit when he finds the collar and manages to fix it, and even starts praying to a god he doesn't believe exists. 

that's a pretty big series of events for an alcoholic sociopath - sacrificing himself to save his grandson and relying on a religion he openly mocks not long afterward. all within a minute and a half. when rick's backed into a corner like he was here, we get to see how he really reacts to dire situations. there's no sarcastic filter.

* SPOILERS FOR SEASON 2, EPISODE 2 - "AUTO EROTIC ASSIMILATION" *

we all know by now that the title of this episode is nothing to be fooled by. for anyone that's already watched this, you know i'm talking about the ending.

admit it. you cried. 

I KNOW I FUCKIN DID.

i can honestly really sum up this ending in one word - human. it's very, VERY hard to portray mental illness - particularly depression and suicide - well in any fictional character, since you have to keep in mind that not everyone understands what it feels like to want to end your own life. it's a harrowing situation that many people (unfortunately) find themselves in, and rick ends up being one of them.

it's not just a bad breakup with unity that's behind rick's suicide attempt, though; to me, this is a culmination of everything that's happened to him so far. losing his wife, disconnecting from his family for 20 years, constantly being told by a certain someone (lookin at you jerry with your fuckin weed whacker) that he's out of place and doesn't belong where he is, just when he's finally trying to reconnect with his own daughter... it all builds up, whether he shows it or not. and this is the manifestation of that. 

and on a more personal note: referring back to what i said on the whole "not knowing what it feels like to be suicidal", i've been there. whether i like to admit it or not. and i can honestly say that this is the best portrayal (that i've seen) of what that feels like. you don't give a shit about anything anymore, and you're pretty sure no one gives a shit about you, so you may as well just end it all and get it over and done with.

(as a little bonus, dan harmon said in this episode's commentary that he believes that orange liquid rick drank "synchronises all of your possible versions". this means that when rick drank that liquid, there are no other possibilities of him surviving. if rick kills himself here, that's it. he's gone. 

........yeah.)

* SPOILERS FOR SEASON 1, EPISODE 5 - "MEESEEKS AND DESTROY" *

the last moment that came to mind for me when making this was the whole situation with mr. jellybean. poor morty, though - that kid's gotta be scarred for life. D:

this moment was probably the one where i realised how good of a character rick really is. when morty comes out of that bathroom, the kid sounds depressed. all he wants to do is go home, and he even grabs rick's portal gun out of his lab coat before rick really has a chance to react. it all ends up with poor morty basically crying and begging to go home, but THIS is when mr. jellybean walks out of the bathroom.

the look on rick's face says it all. you don't even have to have him say anything to figure out what's going through his head. regardless of the show’s art style- which is pretty crude - the emotions say all that needs to be said. even though morty didn't give him any details on the situation, rick is MORE than smart enough to put two and two together. rick's admitted it before that if you mess with his family, you pay for it.

mr. jellybean has fucked up. big time.

(also can we talk about how rick does his absolute best to cheer morty up immediately afterward? like?? grandfather of the year award anyone????)

the best part about all of this though? when rick and morty arrive back in the little fantasy village, it turns out mr jellybean's now the king of said village, and one of the villagers wants rick and morty to meet them and receive his thanks. when morty raises a white flag, rick doesn't question it - they open a portal and leave immediately.

...and then mr jellybean gets blown up by one of rick's guns when he reopens the portal.

revenge is always sweet. :D

(now if we can just put tammy in the same situation I THINK WE'D ALL BE HAPPY)

to summarize my ramblings here, rick is a very deep, multilayered character. even though he comes across as sociopathic, possibly a little bit insane and a huge dick to the people around him, there's a hell of a lot more to him than that. whether it seems like it or not, rick does care about his family. and the guy's been through a lot of shit to say the least - like any normal human being, he doesn't get out of that unscathed, and that leads to his depression and alcoholism.

not gonna lie, i don't normally like catchphrases for characters, but rick's is a stellar example of a catchphrase done right. in the final episode of season one, we learn from birdperson (rip in spaghettis D,:) that rick's catchphrase, "wubba lubba dub dub", actually means "i am in great pain, please help me" in birdperson's language. that catchphrase sums up rick as a whole - it appears wacky and entirely nonsensical on the surface, but there's a lot more going on than meets the eye.