anyways look at giratina’s promo from almost 9 years ago. why were ALL promos like this. who decided this was a good idea to do. i just followed the trends but like, girl u may have put ur address and phone number here too, maybe a reference or two-
Thinking about. Stanley Pines. Once summer, not long after Weirdmaggedon. Sitting in his seat, staring at the tv but realising slowly he's not really watching TV, he's listening.
Listening to Soos, taking a tour group around the Shack, his voice confident and happy, eagerly telling tourists all kinds of tall tales. Soos, with his young son strapped to his chest, held close and dear to his heart, always knowing he is loved and wanted by his father.
Listening to Wendy and Melody, laughter turning to deeper conversations in the gift shop as Wendy pours out her latest dating drama and Melody listens sympathetically--not quite a mother, but an older sister figure is all Wendy wants at the moment.
Listening to a distant boom coming from the basement, a cause for some concern that fades quickly as three peals of laughter follow soon after. One deep and familiar, as comforting and close as the sound of a ship's motor and the open sea. One young and high, cracking with adolescent awkwardness. One loud and cackling, a hint of madness never quite leaving it but more settled than it used to be. And Stan figures it's probably time to send someone down to drag Ford, Dipper and McGucket upstairs before they forget what light is and get too nerdy.
Besides it's nearly dinner time, and he's listening to Mabel's steady, unrelenting chatter in the kitchen, punctuated by a few grunts of acknowledgment from Abuelita as they prepare a meal.
And Stan feels a strange, unusual sensation wash over him, something he hasn't felt for over half a lifetime, by a boat on a beach. A sensation of contentment, of security, of peace. And he realises that if he stood up and walked into any one of the rooms in the Shack he would be greeted with smiles and faces lighting up to see him and cheerful cries of his name.
And he looks down at the darned pig sleeping beside his chair and things, with oddly misty eyes, that he spent thirty years trying to find his brother again. And he succeeded--but somehow, he got more than that. He had formed around him, without even realising it, a family.
Aaron the believer, Neil the skeptic, Andrew the main cameraman. Kevin does research probably. There's vague ideas for everyone else but mostly I laugh about Dan and Matt being the editors bc they make the funniest edits
Thank you @jtl-fics for enabling me and having great ideas as always 😂💕
sometimes you pull your knife on the thing that you assume is possessing your brother and demand it vacate the premises even though unbeknownst to you there's only one consciousness on the premises because when this entity took your brother's body it kind of immediately extinguished his mind almost without even thinking about it which is probably actually worse but also cmahn this entity is just a little guy
had the thought "what if i made a secret sideblog for venting things i don't feel comfortable posting on main and made all the posts unrebloggable for extra security" then realized i was just reinventing journaling but worse. anyway i'm going to go write in my journal now.
not to be dramatic but sometimes i think that one of the cruelest things the feds ever did was make jaiden and roier parents to different kids after purgatory.
Revisiting this extra about Falin wanting makeup and
I didn't think much of her scrambling through her papers at first but. Knowing that she used to be one of the top researchers I'm like... Damn how busy was she that she wasn't sure if she'd have either weekend days free. How packed was that schedule all the time.
How many times did she have to say no to Falin meekly asking to spend time together, that she would be this happy to say yes....
Ever since I read @a-very-fond-farewell ‘s fic (pls read Lamb Loose!!!) and they touch on the mythology of three-legged crow/Hou Yi/Samjok-o at the back of Doyoung’s jacket MY MIND IS BLOWN 🤯🤯 LIKE IT FINALLY MAKE SENSE!!!
The mythology fits Doyoung’s fate really well, but both Doyoung and Dongsoo are two sides of the same coin so I’d like to interpret it in a way that it affects him as well. Dongsoo shot him down, but he too turn into a three-legged crow 😔