#recast and move on.

[prncssguya]

jonathan majors, he who won’t remain.

[feral-peacock]

So Athena and Bobby are still homeless?

Maybe they can buy Eddie's house 🙃

[sidetable-drawer]

Since there's a new PPG in development from Craig (which I hope actually HAPPENS considering WB now), and a CERTAIN PPG voice turned out to be a horrible person...if Bubbles gets recast I can totally hear Kimiko Glenn doing her voice. Izzy Moonbow from the new MLP movie reminded me so much of Bubbles anyway. I love her voice.

[fisherrprince]

ooouuugh got back to leveling dragoon a little and MAN shoving every move you can into the span of 20 seconds feels good

[bugeyedfreaks]

Y'know, I think it'd be nice if Amanda Leighton, Kristen Li, and Natalie Palamides got to guest star in the Craig McCracken reboot (preferably as good guys, like friends of the girls or something). Just to show that there are no hard feelings.

…I feel like for their sanity and well-being, staying away would be the best option (because even despite telling people NOT to harass them even long ago, there were people who did it anyway, and I could totally foresee nerds on the internet back in their DMs and all that), but that’s a sweet thought.

[widowshill]

there's been something bouncing around in my head for a few days about how v's narrations open with repeated self-affirmation ("my name is victoria winters") as though she is telling herself as much as she is telling us –– to remind herself of it, to cement it as true, to keep her own identity above water in the the floods of sublimation to the Collinses. it's all she has to her name, that scrap of paper ("her name is victoria. i cannot take care of her.") in a story about inherited property, and money, and myths, and sins. everyone else doubles (or triples! or more!) an ancestor but she is self-contained in the name.

[thegirlwholied]

Charmed (1998) rewatch but only seasons 1-3 and then treating the season 4 premiere as an open-ended finale 🤷🏻‍♀️

[princekirijo]

I'm not shocked that they decided to recast for P3R. Imagine if they only decided to recast Junpei. The incel weebs would be up in arms over Vic whatever-his-last-name-was

I'll be honest I have no idea what Junpei's VA did (I heard he did something but I don't know what) so I can't comment on that but like I can't be the only one who's immensely disappointed about this.

[burned-lariat]

Is William the only YA who’s recurring? If that’s the case, they should bring in another YA boy who’s would be on contract. Because seeing everyone else weekly while we see William 1-2 times every 3 weeks isn’t fun. It’s not believable that all this stuff is happening in his friend group and he’s nowhere to be found during or afterwards.

Yes. And yeah - Cam needs to be a larger presence. Either the writers put him in the center when they have William, or they recast until they're able to get him back to contract status.

[barrymccaulkinem]

i cant believe im doing this to myself again but

theyre definitely working on a new attempt at half life 3 now, right???

its just so so so mean to have half life alyx end with handing you (gordon) a crowbar and saying "now go play half life 3" if theyre not even going to attempt to fix their colossal failure to produce it

[quarantine-anon]

The only big thing left from season 7 is Chris coming back.

Other than that... predictions for the rest of the season:

Denny survives

Brad stalking Bobby

Bathena rebuilding their house

Mara misses Madney and Jee-Yun which unfortunately causes conflict

Bucktommy move in together

Tommy takes Buck in the helicopter

Eddie coming out as queer (been predicting this one since season 2 though)

Eddie confronting either his relationship with religion or his relationship with his mom

Chris comes home for Christmas

Eddie and Tommy hanging out together without Buck because they're friends

Any other predictions?

[navree]

a part of me thinks that james gunn choosing a whole bunch of people to keep on while he reboots the dc movies is stupid because the whole point of a whole new universe is that everything is new and this has the potential to be confusing and is also just dumb in general and gonna lead to a lot of dumb discourse

on the other hand viola davis as amanda waller was such brilliant casting and i do wanna see her get a chance to do the wall some fucking justice

[quarterlifekitty]

Promethean

Fuckboy!Soap x shy!reader x Ghost p.3

Soap likes to think of himself as someone who’s not just a fuckboy.

But it’s hard to think that when, right now, he’s literally checking his phone more often than he did when nana was touch-and-go in the hospital, with his train line experiencing heavy delays from inclement weather.

He tilts the screen to his face for the thirtieth time in the last two minutes. Nothing.

Well, not nothing. There’s never nothing. Social media alerts. Hearts in games refilled. Reminders of all the shit he’s left in his cart across various shopping apps.

The emails. My god, the emails…

But it may as well be empty, seeing as the one thing he wants to see isn’t there.

The fuck was your problem, lately? Not responding to his texts when he used to see the read checkmark within thirty seconds alongside a typing bubble. Yeah maybe he’s not your boyfriend, and he doesn’t act all lovey dovey the way you want him to when he fucks you, and he doesn’t even look at you when he passes you on campus, and he typically ignores it when you say hey— that kinda hurts, and….

Whatever. He’s not the one under examination here. You’re being the problem right now.

He should move down the contact list. He has options.

But first he needs to figure out what the fuck is going on with you. It’s gonna drive him crazy. He has a beautiful mind, that way. Should’ve been a detective.

His first clue comes with your next class together, right at the start of the week. It’s a little colder. The heat in this wing of the building has been kinda spotty at best. He himself is wearing pants longer than basketball shorts, which is cause to alert the media.

You’re wearing something big and faded and black. It swallows you. It’s familiar. There’s some cracked, plastic design on the front that used to be a logo, probably. But maybe it’s familiar because you’ve worn it before— it’s not like he’s really paid much attention to what you’ve worn in the past, not unless it was short or low cut.

Simon’s been around the house even less than usual. And when he is home, the door to his room is closed. Weird, considering he’s always been one of those door-open freaks. Whatever, maybe he’s taken up jacking off more lately. God knows he’s never let Johnny set him up with someone.

You’ve been different. Smiley. Not that Soap would know or anything. But your errant behavior warrants a closer look. Tapping away at your phone under the table. Rushing out of class like you have somewhere to be. Almost skipping.

Maybe he’d gotten a little too lax with baiting you. Needed to recast the enchantment. Make you remember what you were clinging to hope for. Even the most reliable trap will fail if it’s not baited.

“Gonna be a rager this wknd at the house, bonnie. Wanna see u there <3”

He was flush with confidence. Even if you didn’t respond now— he’d see you there. Where else would you be on a Saturday night? You’re not the dating type.

Someone call the Audubon Society about this man, because when it comes to predicting the migratory patterns of birds, he’s always right. You’re there before the party is even in full swing. You’re wearing that black sweatshirt again— not the sexiest choice, but he can’t blame you for getting a little sloppy when he hasn’t been around to keep your back straight.

He puts on his best, wolfish grin and leans against the bannister of the staircase so that you won’t be able to help but—

Brush right past him. Up the stairs.

Straight to his room, then? Well, it had been a while since he’d given it to you, huh? Poor thing— suffering from withdrawals. Maybe that’ll teach you not to ignore him when he’s trying to magnanimously grace you with a dick appointment.

He follows, hot on your tail, just in time to feel the tickle of a breeze from the quick closing of a door.

And the door to his room stares back at him.

Wide open.

[daisychains111]

I am so enthusiastically obsessed with the idea of Julie and the phantoms s2, but I need them to understand that the best (only) way to do that is to pretend that the last 4 years didn't happen. no time jump, no recastings (if they can help it), no explanation on why Carlos was 9, but now he's 14, none. just simply pretend s2 came out right away. give me one. "Wow, you grew fast since dinner." "yea I ate my veggies," and then simply move on. it would be perfectly comedic and simply nothing would be better

[memes-saved-me]

They better not cancel Solar Opposites. Just recast Korvo and it's all good

[shirecorn]

Changelings! Six legged insectoid beasts grown to the size of ponies, their target mimic species. Rather than evolving perfect physical mimicry, changeling imitation is a two-pronged process. In addition to a color-shifting carapace, magic distorts and twists the silhouette to match the mimicked subject. The spell is weaved with a rapid beating of the the wings, which creates a delicate network of invisible magic threads that tie the changeling's physical form to the projected mirage to make it move. After casting the spell, the changeling needs to recast it periodically, so if you doubt your friend's identity, listen for the buzzing of wings.

It takes a lot of concentration to keep the illusion in place, and changelings are naturally much taller than ponies when standing at their full height. Inexperienced or agitated changelings may forget to crouch, which breaks the illusion in a terrifying way. Because the features of the mirage are bound to the underlying insect body, moving wrong will distort the perceived form before it reveals what lies beneath.

The reason changeling bodies are so much longer than their target species is to allow a changeling to mimic creatures many times their size, provided they have the wingspan to reach the entire length of the target individual. A full wingspan is the sign of a healthy changeling, one that has enough magic to cast their illusions without much effort. Without sufficient magic, a changeling must constantly refresh their spell, and the ceaseless beating tears their delicate wings to shreds.

There is one changeling with enough magic to spare: The Queen. Drones store magic in their tails and bring it back to feed her. The queen of years past has been bleeding them dry and soaking up all their magic, leaving what should be a healthy reservoir in their tails as a withered pocket. This new style of ruling could possibly have started as a response to the ascension of the Goddess of Love, and the resulting magicification of feelings of romantic and platonic love.

For millennia, changelings evolved to feed on emotions directed at them (or rather the being they mimic) and convert it into magic. Positive emotions were the most stable, but any emotion worked. But when Love started to feel an entire meal, and gave the drones strength to subsist on their own, their queen demanded every drop of intoxicating love for herself, leaving them in a constant state of starvation and desperation.

Just a little love can go a long way. Changelings are forbidden from changing their colors or illusions to express themselves, as they must be seen as "mindless drones" and part of a single hive mind, despite their potential for individuality. Instead, they remain black unless imitating a pony or other creature. Each section of a changeling's carapace has a clear top layer with liquid suspended above the actual armor layer beneath. Microscopic grooves display different colors and shades based on how much of the liquid fills them, and how much pressure it's under. With the base colors set, wings spin the illusion of form to completely disguise the changeling beneath.

But what if they didn't have to save all their energy for disguises? What if there was enough love to go around?

The Changeling Revolution is an ongoing battle, but it has a hopeful, vibrant spark. Led by a mild-mannered former "drone," a growing faction are discovering peace, safety, and individuality by feeding off love directed not at illusions they cast, but to the people they truly are. It's a scary, vulnerable first step to allow others to see your true nature, but the rewards of loving and being loved are worth it.

Revolutionaries are not "reformed" so much as healed by embracing individual love. It turns out when each changeling allows themself to have their own color, preferences, and name, then the love felt from one changeling to another can be converted into magic, and a hive can become a thriving ecosystem within itself.

Nymphs, once destined for a viscous cycle of deception and starvation, are now able to bask in love given to them by hivemates, and they grow up stronger and kinder than any generation before. Though they can only shift into pastel colors until their carapace fully hardens and darkens, they still express by choosing their own look, name, and destiny.

The healing of the changeling population is as varied as their prismatic colors, and as beautiful as their glittering wings.