#oddly on point actually

[peacockrulz]

An Well Made Excuse To Post My Specific Headcanons I've Had Since The Show Came Out

[weevmo]

Are Caine's 'filters' breaking what's going on?

the whiskey, cigar, real guns, ect...so deadly curious about what he's going to put the gang through

Are you people pleasing...where are the pleased people, Caine. Where.

[adastra121]

Which is harder to catch — a magician or a thief? Now you see them, now you don’t! 🪄🎩

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[anghraine]

It's wild to me that I had heard of the prime Kirk/Spock content in various TOS episodes long before I saw them, but had never heard of what IMO is the shippiest moment of all thus far, in an interestingly O_o goddamn I do not want whatever you two have but you do you?? holy shit though what a moment way.

I'm of course referring to the otherwise rather mid episode "Requiem for Methuselah," in which Kirk has an underwritten love affair with a clueless woman whose various secrets have to be discovered before her inevitable death.

At one point in this relationship, her.......uh, guardian??? sort of???????? had Spock play the piano while she and Kirk waltzed, which (in-story) Spock did perfectly while somehow managing to silently exude even more intensity than usual. After the plot (and her life) were over, we end not with the usual cheerful bit of snark on the bridge that ends most episodes, but with a weary Kirk falling asleep with his head on his arms and Spock hovering not for away. McCoy exposits the last bit of detail and then goes on an unprompted and honestly pretty viciously racist speech about how Spock, unlike Kirk, will never suffer from the joys and travails of love because of his inherent lack of feeling as a Vulcan. The speech is longer than usual and just really mean-spirited as McCoy waxes rhapsodic about all the aspects of passionate true love that Spock will not and cannot experience as a Vulcan before he just leaves.

Spock then turns to look at Kirk, and now just bleeding intensity, takes a few slow, deliberate steps towards the sleeping Kirk, lays his hand against Kirk's cheek and neck, and then very obviously mind melds with the sleeping Kirk while murmuring, "Forget."

Is this healthy respectful behavior that honors Kirk's autonomy? No, obviously. Is it god-tier repressed homoerotic passion between two people who should probably just work their issues out and stop inflicting themselves on anyone else? Yes.

[the-gay-prometheus]

I've been thinking a lot about how the point of the portal was the rift - not the portal itself. Bill and his pals could easily go from dimension to dimension. That was already established by them being multiversal fugitives and whatnot. They didn't need a portal to go dimension hop then, and I doubt they needed it for Earth. If all they wanted was to escape the decay of the Nightmare Realm and take their chaos elsewhere, they could've done that. The hassle of getting a portal built would just be a pointless delay in the time and options available for vacating the decaying realm they were living in.

I don't currently have J3 in front of me so I could be misremembering, but if I recall correctly: In one of the alternate Earths that Ford visits, the reason the Institute for Oddology (or whatever it was called) exists is because Ford and Fiddleford made an adjustment to the portal's design. They added something to essentially stabilize it and make it work as an actual portal to other dimensions. Obviously to original portal design was meant to lead directly to the Nightmare Realm for a reason, but it's the fact that they required a stabilizer of some sort in order to make it work as a portal that really sticks out to me the most.

That means the portal was intended to be unstable by design. It was meant to be more than just a gateway from one world to another, it was fully intended to create a tear in the very fabric of the dimension itself in order to let the Nightmare Realm itself leak into it.

Hence - the point of the portal was never to just be a portal. The point was to be unstable, to have enough power combined with that instability to create a rift that could not only open a door but literally force two dimensions to combine into one.

Which then leads to the question that has been screaming inside my head for the past over half a year now: why not just leave the Nightmare Realm behind? Why not just pack your shit and go mold some new dimension into your personal playground where you won't be under threat of erasure by the Edge of Reality? If the Nightmare Realm is being merged with Earth, that doesn't stop the Edge of Reality from closing in. There's a chance that it might slow down the decay, but it won't stop the decay.

More importantly.... Why does Bill care so much that he would be willing to risk his own erasure just to keep this place around?

Those who know me already know my theories about that but. Beyond my own theories, it's just something I feel like I don't see folks thinking about as often as I might expect.

[mihai-florescu]

Nothing i find funnier than accusing dead classic authors of stealing ideas from contemporary games. I know shakespeare is rolling in his grave regretting he didnt make romeo and juliet lesbians too like enstars did

[llitchilitchi]

i have to read the full thing first but i think i need to write something about how achilles is basically spiralling since before the events of the iliad. like i dont think we talk about the fact that he wasnt mad about a girl being taken from him but about the prospect of dying very, very early, which everyone was aware of, yet agamemnon thought it okay to treat him like shit and no one would try and back him up.

[bleaksqueak]

Honestly, I'm really grateful that my brain isn't wired to jump from hyperfixation to hyperfixation. It has its own unique drawbacks, sure, but I've always found it really comforting that I know what to expect from myself.

[freezinglemur]

"Joy, all the same, doesn’t have much weight, and that charismatic charm is fake! ~♪ If you stare hard and gape at the truth displayed, you will end up going blind someday! ~♪ "So go and practice some restraint!!"

[English Ver.]

I did the thing. I am looping the song again. Where am I /j

Just a loosely shaded colored piece, didn't bother with the wings as much but it was fun to draw nevertheless ^^

[fatedroses]

Head Rest/Back Rest

[consensus-fiction]

actually loved this chapter. felt it could’ve been a bit more drawn out pacing-wise but i wouldn’t change shit wrt how things wrapped up

[onceuponalegendbg]

Don’t tell me if I’m right but the characters I think are safe for the first chapter:

- Damon

- Eva

- Wolfgang

Ones I just don’t want to die this early on (or at all):

- Grace

- Wenona

- Eloise

[cangrellesteponme]

honestly what the fuck was that (reverent)

[sysig]

You're still standing off to the side. Somehow, center stage has shifted from under your feet without you realizing, and you're standing in the wings, performing to no one.

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[thetangibleghost]

Long dream...

An inspector came to look at the backyard of a house I lived in in the dream. They wanted to know what kind of grasses there were. They sat in the compost pile... But didn't mind?

The person I met at the psych ward was hanging out with my brother, my mom, and me. At some point we sat to watch a show or something. They skipped a seat so I was sitting between them and my brother. But I read way to far into it and thought they liked sitting next to me. They were having back pain so I touched their back... Then offered a blanket or like my jacket or something for lumbar support which they responded to by looking at me like I was fucking insane.

The next place we say they sat next to my brother instead. They got along well and I felt like they were flirting. My brother and I are 7 years apart, but the person I met it between our two ages so I was like. I guess that's fine? But I wouldn't be chill with that irl. So idek. Irl I probably wouldn't have assumed they were flirting either.

Then we were standing by the pool of the house mentioned earlier. We were kinda play arguing and they took a step forward so I did too. They said something else and I said something along the lines of like 'ur talking a lot for someone standing so close to the pool' they thought about it for a moment and then pulled us both into the pool. We sunk to the bottom and just stayed there? I was riding their hips... We started making out. When I woke up I got so worried it wasn't consensual as I always do. Which is hilarious like that's not even an alter it's a halusination that happened while I was sleeping. But anyways they SEEMED into it. I remember thinking, wow, crazy how we can both hold our breath this long. When I wake up dreams like this always feel like a test to get proper consent that I fail.

Eventually I swam away? I got out of the pool and realized my underwear was gone, which I remembered in that moment, was red.

My mom, my brother, my friend, and I were all going to go to ihop, so I had to go get changed.

I found a very old dress to wear, but we trying to layer it a million different ways that just didn't work. I couldn't find any underwear so I tore off my right ear and wore that (🤨) as underwear...

I still could not figure out what to wear and at some point I start freaking for just a second cause everyone is gonna be mad at me for holding up our ihop trip. I deside to not wear my ear as underwear, but then deside to put it back on when I can't find anymore, but now stretching it out hurts. Which I realize is kinda fantasy genre esc, so I hold it up to what's left of my ear and try to reconnect it but it doesn't stitch back together.

When I'm holding it up for my ear in on the street... So there's some in between that I forgot or got skipped but that's the whole dream.

[vimbry-moved]

just honest to god adore those deconstructed concepts in the lyrics like "glass of milk, standing in-between extinction in the cold" as a descriptor for mammals and the function they're named for, "flammable undiagrammable sentiments pass between animal beings" to mean sparks fly during romantic chemistry, and "newborn citizenship of the micronations" referring to reproducing and new offspring, like. like! like!!!