#so now I’m so dang excited
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I grew up in a lax-catholic household and while my mom wasn’t/isn’t religious, she couldn’t hide her horror when I led her to the pagan / witchcraft aisle of the Barnes and nobles when I was 13. After a year or so of being open with my mom about it, I couldn’t bear the disappointment anymore and I just let it go by the time I was 15/16. I read fictional books where 90% of the theme was witchcraft, but I didn’t write in my book of shadows anymore, didn’t do anything that made me feel like a witch.
Just listening to this podcast for 10 minutes in the shower and I just felt… pulled. I knew I had to revisit this. It’s so beautiful, that my 30’s really feel like the decade of allowing myself to explore the things I didn’t feel safe to explore growing up.
It’s the fucking best.
#Kevin said he would love to go to England Ireland with me to see cool witch stuff#so now I’m so dang excited#best podcast recc ever#thank you Spotify#witch#bbc
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Already trying to figure out how to draw the NPCs— starting with a handful of the children I expect we’re going to be seeing again. I’m excited to see how much my designs for them change as we go along!
#considering previous seasons I’m so excited to see how the dang kids get severely traumatized#not committing to any colors outside of Bibi’s blue— both for her name and bow#~~post cancelled i think the bow is pink~~#Bibi has a unibrow since that’s what it looks like on the cover art and i think she’d be able to make it work rn#i just saw a picture of Bibi that wasn’t my super crunched quality close up i think I’m gonna let myself die now#gonna redraw her for my own personal redemption#Milton is Milton. He sucks but tbh i like him#Hermie started weird too i believe in a Milton redemption arc /J#… /hj#Molly is uncertain— i wanted her to be punk but she’s like 12 so she’s like.#a 13 year old under the thumb of her parents trying to be punk when she can’t even buy her own clothes#I want Timmy to look the most like his mother out of all of the kids#anyways Timmy about to lose his bed privileges#dndads#dungeons and daddies#dndads spoilers#dndads season 3#the Peachyville horror#the Peachyville horror spoilers#Britannia Blue#Milton Grammar#Molly MacArthur#Timmy Trout
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Everytime I sit down to work on my silly little Solavellan fic, I inevitably must visit the dragon age wiki and then I inevitably fall down a lore rabbit hole that leaves me even more feral for Veilguard.
#I dream about DAV every night I’m not kidding#either the game or the characters are incorporated into at least one dream I have#last night it was solas as the aloof headmaster of a school#and I woke up and I was like dang buddy#I literally am so excited it’s making me ill lmao#real skitter pre-cp77 release#I was insane then and I am insane now
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madeleine éparvier i will always spell your name right even if the iwtv wiki gets the accent wrong i prommy
(edit: also! if anyone is looking to nickname her, i’ve seen mads & maddy, but y’all should know mado is common for madeleine in french 👀)
#it’s on her building !! it honestly made me rly excited to see it when i was working on my compilation#like that’s her business that she owns with her dang name on the front that’s so cool#anyway i’ve also#seen a lot of people get the first name spelling wrong too which i admit to also doing at first but you won’t catch me slipping now lol#madeleine iwtv#madeleine éparvier#lolllllll#the fact that i’m still tagging this#madeleine eparvier#is simply for visibility 😔
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Gosh this writers block has been with me for months now and it’s gotten to the point where no matter what I write, I’m unhappy with it, and it looks wrong and reads weird and feels bad and it’s just. come on man. This kinda sucks y’know.
#my post#it’ll go away eventually it always does#but this is the longest I’ve had to deal with it since I can remember#and it’s really sad that like#this is sucking the joy out of writing for me#and that’s not good!!! I am not okay with that!!!#I love writing I am so so happy that God gave me such a passion for it#writing is incredible and I feel so dang lucky that I’m able to do it#but for now—for months actually—it’s just#it doesn’t feel joyful or exciting or satisfying#and that SUCKS
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Just found this on Reddit! This isn’t 100% confirmed but it seems like it could be possible
#this is for the dang club members email thingy!!#fang*#if this is real I will figtht to get a Reel Drama Clawdeen I want her so bad 😭#some of the others are kinda. meh tho?#like the valentine pack howliday Clawdeen and Skelita are all available on Amazon??#so why are they getting a Mattel creations rerelease? 💀#and haunt couture Clawdeen took the longest to sell out from that line??#oh wait#now that I’m typing this maybe they like. had too many left over of certain dolls and are trying to get rid of them lmao 💀#idk but now I’m more excited to see what it’s gonna be!#monster high
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ayyyyyyy I set up an appointment for medication this Friday (telemedicine but whatever) and I get to see my former therapist again later this month. I’m kind of excited. More than kind of. Little sad, but I’m lonely and want to talk to someone. He’s a real cool dude. I’m a little worried to trauma dump the last 6 months on him, but whatever, it beats sitting there for an hour feeling like I’m wasting his time and struggling to think of things to say. dang dang dang, I’m excited.
#I’m excited to tell him about my mom’s transplant. less so to mention all my dark moments since we last spoke.#ok so I gotta wait a week for antidepressants and then a couple of weeks for them to take effect#that’s a lot of waiting#especially with how rough I’ve been these last couple of weeks#I probably have more appointments I should schedule but we’ll see#I’ve only been able to sleep sitting up#like the dang elephantman#something about laying down freaks me out#it’s uncomfortable and not very restful and just thinking about sleep gives me anxiety#brains are fucky#oof… now it’s setting in. I’ve got an appointment but it’s 5 days away#5 days of… this. anxiety and distraction and my sick brain#this is my fault#well… no. yes. I don’t want to COMPLETELY beat myself up for it#I should have been managing my mental health better instead of waiting until I spiraled out#I should have been managing my health better in general!#this isn’t sexy to say but I hate my body. I’ve run it down. and it’s going to be so much harder getting back to something semi healthy#but I’m trying now 😕 so maybe that’ll count for something#I’ve been realizing that I really really miss going to the gym late at night#that’s what I need now. been doing these little drives at night to distract myself but having an actual place to go would be much better#BUT! too expensive. need to work and make some money. not excited for that but I needs it. I neeeeeeds money. for burgers. and distractions#this is too rambly. I’m sorry. I thought about counseling and got too excited to talk and talk#I talk too much#you can ignore this#text
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I have over a decade’s worth of convention, craft show, and eBay hauls that I brought down to my basement to go through. I have no idea where any of this shit is going. I’m never buying anything at a con again. Someone please hold me to that
#Zuzu note;#I found a tiny cloth wall scroll that’s a blank clow card…. so actually that’s pretty cool#I also found a supernatural fanart made into a coin purse#does anyone remember shipping buttons?#where you bought buttons of your ship to put next to each other so they kiss?#I also found my first ever ita-bag#it was from like the first year they started appearing at cons#it was small and flimsy but I remember being so excited to find one#it didn’t even have an insert— you literally had to reach into the bag to put the pins and buttons in#I have to dismantle two other ita-bags that were honestly garbage#I’m so glad the backpack one I have now is high quality#it’s gone through 9 cons now without a scratch or tear#oh dang I just found the Covid mask I attached Digimon pins to back when cons finally opened again
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The only thing in the 911 ABC tag is B/T. I know I talk about ships a lot too, but damn, lol. Since he came into the show, that’s all there is. You have to click on specific tags to find anything else.
#911 abc#and it’s usually them claiming others are#being rude but they’re the only ones there#so it’s not even a matter of me being bias#but where is the rudeness when y’all the#only people in the dang tag damn near#anyway I’m excited for the award ceremony#I’m shocked it’s the first one the show is#having given how much the characters#have done over the years in canon but#I’m also scared it happening now means#someone will be getting seriously hurt#if not written out for the first time since#Abby left and I don’t want that😫
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I know you're technically on haitus right now but I've just decided which of your whumptober fics I'm gonna do fanart for and MUAHAHAHAHAHA 😈😈😈😈😈
I won't post it til you're back in March but hehehehehehehehe
FJSKALSKDNSLALDJDK AAAAH I’M SO EXCITED
#you’re SO SWEET to do this for me Oma!!#THANK YOU SO MUCH#*hugs you hugs you*#asks#kikker-oma my beloved#trin answers#dang it I’m gonna be trying to guess which one you picked now XD#I’m very very excited
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WANDERING HELL.
#finally decided to draw that dang demon!verse drake. I plan to get more art commissions of him to eventually add him to a ‘verse’ post where#all his refs could be found#so I’m pretty excited !!#but for now take my little doodle :3c#OOC.#MUN ART.
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feeling so loved right now
#it’s not even my birthday yet but it already feels like it#i’m planning on a birthday get together at the end of the month and tonight i created the whatsapp group with everyone i wanted to invite#and a lot of them already confirmed they’re going saying they wouldn’t miss it for anything and that they’re excited#already planning their outfits etc#it just makes me very happy#cause a lot of these ppl don’t know each other#and a lot if these ppl i haven’t been seeing on a frequent basis for a while#and yet they still express their want and excitement to spend a special date with me so readily#idk man o haven’t had a birthday party since i was 12#most years i just didn’t feel like it#and then i turned 18 and 19 during quarentine#and 20 ladt year i didn’t think about it until it was too late to really do something#so now i’m happy that it’s happening#and it fills me with warmth to know that there are ppl who want to be there for me like i want to be there for them#logically i know that. my friends are wonderful and i know they love me#but a little extra confirmation doesn’t hurt#like it’s been 2 hours since i created the group and already 16 ppl confirmed?? dang i guess they do like me#my post
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Why do I always hit the smut scenes when I’m about to leave the house and then I have to uncomfortably remember that scene while I’m with other people
#the one thing I don’t like about this book 😭😭#I wish it didn’t have smut#idk how y’all read smut in public like genuinely it’s hard to read it in my own bedroom#AHHHH#it’s fine guys I’m fine I get to go play violin#I’ll be back to scream more after that probably#also I’m so excited because I finally get to write a review for this book#I never wrote one because it took me so dang long to finish the book originally#that I forgot everything that happened basically#even now I still don’t 100% remember everything that happened and I’m only 350 pages in#uhhh anyways sorry for rambling#be back after violin 🫡🫡🫡#z.txt
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just finished two five star books in a row… god has shined down on me on this day
#esp after last year being kind of a bleh reading year#and now 3 five stars already this year?? dang#also my NEXT book is one I’m very excited about so yeah i do love winning
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Year 1:
“I’m telling you, man. You just need to drink the protein shakes Dad and I have. Don’t worry about the taste, they’re banana chocolate flavoured. It’s actually quite delicious when you get used to the texture. Then you’ll just need to go to the gyms a few times a week to get these bad boys.” I said, flexing my 16-inch arms.
“Oh, and I can make protein pancakes! Maybe I can add it to other pastries too. It’ll be healthy, useful and delicious. I bet your mom could never have thought of that.” He said smugly.
“Dude, focus. Why does everything have to be cooking with you?”
“Sorry, I got too excited there. It’s just that I haven’t made breakfast you guys liked, it’s completely her territory. For now. Maybe If I make this, you guys will eat it.”
”You know we’ll have to finish whatever you both end up cooking anyway, right?”
“Yeah, that doesn’t count. I want you to eat it because you like it.” The man said, just when I thought he was sane.
”Well that’s irrelevant. Don’t you think it’s a great idea?” He asked.
Even though he’s a maniac, I have to admit.
“I guess it’s not bad, I don’t have to drink and eat at the same time. Just don’t make too much, you get easily full with those things.”
“Don’t worry about it man. Don’t you have morning football practice to burn off the calories?”
“Alright, just don’t put raisins in there. I heard somewhere that they make you dehydrated.”
I shoo him out of the door and start undressing. Contemplating on a compression shirt or an oversized Tee, my head starts running. I am objectively muscular, but compared to the guys at the gym, I’m nothing. I don’t think I’m big enough yet. Oversized Tee it is then.
Grabbing my duffle, I ran downstairs. Then, the scent of banana chocolate sweets blasted my face.
“Morning Jay, come try it out. This is really good.” Dad called out with his mouth half full.
I picked up the buttered pancake. It smells nice, with some cherry scent in there too.
“Dang, this is not bad, Pumpkin,” I shouted to him in the kitchen.
“Right? And with more space in the stomach for drinks, you can try Chloe’s fruit smoothie.” Dad said.
“Don’t worry sweetie, the fruits are from the farmers market so it’s healthy.” Mom yelled from the kitchen.
Looking back at the breakfast, it’s a bit more bulky than usual, but I’m gonna work it off in the morning drill anyway.
Without more hesitation, I dug into the full plate of pancakes and blueberry whipped cream.
“Sweetie, you’re already done? I have more in the back.” Mom said
“She really stepped up her game, right?” Dad chimed in.
“It was awesome mom. Thank you, and help me thank Theo too. But I really need to go now. The practice starts in 30.”
“Alright sweetie, stay safe and don’t be late. I’ll have David finish off the rest.”
“Wait, me? But there’s so much!” Dad whined.
“Love you Mom, love you dad, gotta go.”
I rushed out of the house with the faint sound of their replies.
I felt bad for Dad, since school started, I’ve been leaving the leftovers to him because of school. More often than not, Theo and Mom would overcook and we would be left with more food than we know how to deal with. So Dad would take his usual time for morning runs to finish it before going to work. I need to make it up to him somehow. I guess I could offload his burden by eating more on the weekends.
The practice went as well as it could with my stomach full of pancakes; although Coach thought I had a lot of potential with all the fumbles. Probably because Dad was a star quarterback here back in his days.
“You just need to get used to the team dynamic here, then it will all be fine, Jacob. Don’t sweat it,” Coach said.
It was easier said than done. Someone literally asked me how long my dick was, then groped my pec. At least in high school, people had the decency of being embarrassed.
Maybe I do need to chill off. Go to the club like they said. I do have the biggest pecs out of everyone after all. And I heard people like big glutes, so maybe someone would want me.
It took me a month to search up a club. I was not stalling. Then, another month to put the address into Google Maps. I was busy. Homework has been rough, the professor hates me and Theo needs me to restock. Nonetheless, I finally have time now.
Yay.
Putting on Dad’s old Beige Polo, I look pretty good. The shirt hugs my muscles too much for comfort, but it’s the one day of the month I’m supposed to look like a slut. The light is going to be dimmed anyway.
Fishing for the keys, my hand found some candied fruit on the stand. The guy even knows how to make candies from leftover fruits, who even does that? I grabbed some to put it in my mouth.
On my way out I caught a glimpse of my father in the kitchen. He’s been starting to brew homemade beers with steady progress.
“Oh, Jay! You’re going out? You got a date, yeah?”
He turned back, revealing the newly grown beer belly.
“What?! Of course not. It’s the shirt right? I look like a try hard.”
”Haha, be careful whose shirt you’re insulting. That was my lucky shirt.”
He misunderstood, I just thought I would look half as in place as he looks if I wear this. I really shouldn’t go.
”You’ll be alright son, you’re a charming young man. People will see that.”
My eardrums are fucking gushing blood.
The Club sound rattled through my bones as random guy number six and random chick number four came.
Dad was right. I was quite charming, TOO charming, even.
“Oh my gosh look at those arms,” running her hand, Random chick number four said.
“He probably has killer abs too. Wanna come home with me tonight, Jock boy?” Random guy number six said.
“Sorry man, I’m straight. I also have a friend waiting for me in the car.” I replied.
“Aww man, too bad. I wanted a dumb jock to rail me tonight.” He said while walking off. Seriously, what is up with people these days?
At least I still have my 16 dollar margarita with me in the corner.
Lost in my head, a potential random guy number seven approaches.
“Hey, what’s a hot guy like you doing in the corner?” Number seven asked.
“Sorry, I’m straight.”
“Ahh, my bad. Worth a shot,” He said.
“Man, why is every Dad bod fuck boys straight? Gay people are too obsessed with their bodies to have the look,” he added.
“What did you say?” I asked.
“Oh, it’s nothing. I have a thing for guys who look like you. Not really a jock anymore, but still attracts everyone.”
My 16 dollar margarita was spilt.
“Oh, Shit. Sorry I don’t know what to do.” I’m glad to not have a friend in my car waiting to see me embarrass myself.
“Don’t worry man, I’ll handle it.” Number seven said.
I don’t know why I’m doing this. It’s not like I have a Dad bod, is a fuck boy, or even gay. But the guy he described is the kind of masculine, wild man I aspire to be. Not a shit given to what people think. Maybe I can be that guy tonight.
“Sorry I’m not the Dad bod fuck boy you thought I was.”
I already butchered it. Why the hell did I say that? That’s not what a guy without a care in the world would say.
“What if you are.” He reached under my polo and grabbed my abs. Or softer abs, cause he’s clearly grabbing something.
“But I’ve never done this before,” Holy shit, I need to shut the fuck up.
“No worries, you just need to sit back and enjoy.”
I look back at the rotting toilet. Maybe not sit.
“We’re gonna make this quick, alright?” He said. Then gave my stomach a quick squeeze.
I’m telling Mom and Theo to cut back on the food tonight.
He slid down the zipper and tugged on my dick.
“You’re not who I imagined to be, but I like pathetic boys like you too.” He said.
“Wait, what? I - fuuuck.”
He uses his thumb to twirl around my cock head; then the freak proceeds to lick my stomach pudge.
“Fuuuuuuck,” I involuntarily groaned.
“Hahaha, seems like it would be quicker than I thought.”
He laughed. Fucking laughed at me. And my dick is harder than ever before.
Then, out of nowhere. He grabbed my ass and sucked half of my length in.
“Holy sh-“ I yelped
He covered his left hand on my mouth and said hushly. “Jesus, fuck boy! Do you want everyone to hear? I mean it’s hot, but we’ll get kicked out.”
“I’m sorry, I’ve just ohhhhhh.”
He sucked the entire length in as I got into his throat. It’s cold for a second with the air being sucked, then it warms up my dick as I get closer to the edge. And, wait, did I just moan out loud?
Didn’t give me a chance to breathe, he repeated the motion again and again.
I’m really close.
“Not yet fuck boy.” He said as he guided my hand to my pec.
“What is it?” I asked.
“Twist your nipples and do not stop until we’re done.”
Strange request, but it seemed like there was a lot I didn’t know, so I complied.
“I thought only women like this?” I asked as I squeezed my nipples.
He immediately got back to work as if telling me to shut the fuck up.
Then, I feel it.
It might be the cold air conditioning or the fact that I have my cock in someone’s fucking mouth, but my nipples perked up and got sensitive all of a sudden.
He starts to squeeze and rub my stomach as my senses overload.
Once in a while, he would come up with a remark or two.
“I bet you’re the kind of guy that likes to sit around, munch all day, let other people take charge and fuck you,” He said.
”I bet your bubble butt will grow twice as big by the end of the year because you hate the gym deep down,” He said.
It all doesn’t make sense. I only have five, ten tops of weight added, but my dick gets even harder.
“Come on, fuck boy. Twist those fat tits for me,” he said as the sucking picks up the pace.
“Fuck yeah, my fat tits.” It’s all too much for me to form a thought.
“Fuck my fat ass too.”
“Yeah, faster!”
He gave my slight belly a final squeeze as I cummed harder than I’d ever experienced.
I can feel my dick still shooting out cum as I blacked out.
Someone is wiping me.
Oh, right.
“Great, you’re up.” Random man said.
”Huh?”
“It got real messy, eh?” He continues.
“Sorry, I got carried away earlier. You’re just so hot.”
It seems like he’s not going to stop talking.
“You’re obviously still a jock, but hey. A man can dream,” he said
“You’ve got some real potential, kid.” He patted my apparently now-existing belly and said.
I don’t get it. I’ve been eating more than usual lately, and Theo’s snacks don't help, but mom got the ingredients from the farmers market, so they were definitely healthy. Maybe I am missing something else.
“Here,” he hands me a small piece of paper.
“Call me if you want to do this again.”
Then just like that, the strange man leaves.
I didn’t give a second glance at the piece of paper before throwing it in the trash can.
Against my better judgment, I put my hand back in the disgusting trash can.
No harm in keeping it.
The stranger’s words ring in my head as I put an undisclosed sum of money on margaritas.
Maybe I do like being taken care of.
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My phone vibrated for the thousandth time today, almost causing an earthquake.
“Aggggah, leave me aloneeee. Help me baby Jesus.”
The alcohol from last night, plus the vibration is enough to kill a bear.
Opening the over-lit phone, I see Theo’s happy ginger face.
Theo: Hey Jay, could you help me buy a cookbook I want at the mall, asap?
Me: kys❤️
Mom: Jacob, could you explain the language?
Shit, it's the family chat!
Me: It means keeping yourself safe, mom. I'll go to the mall in a bit!
Theo, the little bastard, replied with a laughing emoji.
Brushing my teeth, I saw myself in the mirror.
Definitely can’t unsee it now. I still have some abs definitions, it’s just pushing out now.
I hesitated, looking at the protein ice cream sandwich mom prepared for me.
Well, I do need something to settle my stomach from the alcohol. Plus, protein is always healthy.
Grabbing a few more ice cream sandwiches, I made my way to the bus.
The mall is located in the middle of nowhere. Nobody comes here except for Costco. Apparently there’s a chain book store too.
Finding the book has been proven difficult. Half the store sells stationery, and the other half sells boring books nobody wants. There is no reason for the store to be this huge.
By the time Theo, the brat, had confirmed the book, it was already past two.
“Hello, excuse me. Is there no restaurant here whatsoever?” I asked the book nerd from the counter.
“Ahhhhh, there’s ahh fast food down the lane, to um, the right?”
“Alright, thanks.” Looks like I’m going to starve myself until I get back.
Going to the bus station, I pass the fast food place. They must have had a rebranding these couple of years. They used to smell like kids puke. Now… it smells like some sweet apple pie, fries, or chicken nuggets? Yeah, definitely some chicken nuggets. Haven’t had them in years.
No. I must not get carried away.
Dad said fast foods are not real food. Ever since he watched the Super Size Me documentary, he banned the whole family from eating fast food, and I thank him for it every day.
Today will be an exception. This will be my reward for going through everything that happened this week.
“So, we have a discount for everyone who uses our app. You can also get points for a free meal in the app.” The fat ass cashier asked.
“Yeah, why not. I could save a few.” Not like I’m going to use it after this.
My hands end up with a combo of fries, burger, nuggets and a medium soda.
While enjoying the smell of garbage goods, I catch a glimpse of an obese guy sitting in the corner.
He looks. Wait, it’s Avery Lancaster.
Holy shit it’s true. He did gain 70 pounds and some more. Looks like he’s in his 300s now.
The image of his fat ass hanging off the seat brought me back to reality.
I will not eat at this restaurant ever again after this meal, so I won’t end up like him.
Except for the fries. The fries are too good to pass.
For The rest of the semester, things went as well as they could.
Homework has been piling up, the professor still hates me, so I have less time to hit the gym.
Sports are enough for me so stay fit anyway. At least until next year’s spring season starts.
Coach has been supportive of my decision to bulk up. He just gave me an ominous warning about off-season athletes bulking too much.
When the Thanksgiving holiday came, I was ready to go on a diet.
After the holidays.
Because mom has seriously improved her skills, and, as much as I don’t wanna say it, Theo’s food is basically tailored made to my taste. They might just be.
I have a sneaking suspicion that they are using Dad and I as testing metrics for their little competitions. Just a suspicion. Because recently Theo started focusing on making food for me, Mom began to make food primarily for Dad.
The suspicious duo seem to have the belief that weight equals love. If that is the case, I am truly screwed. There is no one but dead people who can resist Theo’s cooking. I’ve even been brainwashed to think Theo’s food rants are interesting, that’s how powerful he is.
By the end of the Christmas dinner, I could tell that Theo had probably lost in their competition by the look on his face. I almost felt bad for not eating enough.
It's not like the food wasn’t good; my opponent is Dad. His appetite is unmatched. At the beginning of the year, he barely eats anything for breakfast while keeping his plant-based diet. Now he’s an absolute beast, he can inhale 15 pancakes at the speed of sound. Whatever I’ve gained this year, Dad probably has gained twice as much. He also grew out his beard and body hair which I struggle to do. There is literally no better definition of man than him.
After the Christmas dinner, I went up to assess the damage.
Twenty-two pounds of flabby fat gained this year.
Why don’t I at least look like Dad with a firm, rounded gut? Instead, mine grows around the underbelly, looking like a soft fanny pack.
I need to stop thinking about this. I’m still muscular after all. 215 is nothing compared to the guys on the team.
“Oh, it’s nothing. I have a thing for guys who look like you. Not really a jock anymore, but still attracts everyone.” His voice echoed in my head.
Deleting the notifications from the fast food app, I opened the phone and dialled the number for Random Guy number 7.
Chapter 2 ->
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That was such a cool premiere episode.
Ally was incredible. I had the same visceral reaction as the rest of the table when Russell calls Liv sweetheart and good girl. But also he’s so hot nobody ever calls him on his bullshit. They’ve built a guy that uses weird sucky boomer language but also intervenes when Dave is being a dickhead.
Rekha always brings so much energy to the table. She’s been on D20 a few time now and I always adore her. She’s so funny. She loves a socially awkward character. Usha auto-corrects to Haha every time I write it and my phone’s right. The bit about no tech working was so great. And her being so horned up for the weird Nosferatu man was hilarious.
I wanted Alex back on S20 from episode one of Mentopolis and I’m so grateful they’re back. Love Liv as a teen klepto. It’s so spot on. Alex has a habit of formulating a very simple string of words and making them gut bustingly funny.
Never doubt Izzy. It seems like she was doing a little bit of a Jennifer Coolidge thing but making it sorta midwestern too. Paula is great. A late 50s who apparently has powerful periods and is so so horny. Izzy will always zero in on something whether it’s New Jersey mansion trash or gifted kid mama’s girl and she’ll heighten it to hilarious absurdity.
Dang is 1000% percent what I wanted from Jake. If you had read to me a description of every character I’d know which was his. He’s got such a distinct comedic voice and he’s always such a lovely presence whenever he’s on a dropout show.
Ify’s character work here is perfect. He is locked in. I feel like he’s pulling from a lot of personal experience. He’s sort of both the nerdy anime kid and the muscly beefcake wrapped in one. He’s ideal for this season. Love him getting his guns out.
Brennan really swung for the fences. Feels like he’s building on so much of what Aabria brought to D20. The crazy dome projections, the costume changes, the props, the custom ttrpg. And he’s also bringing all his own DM excellence. His comedy choices are perfect. His character work spot on and the world and lore he’s developing is exquisite. I’m very engrossed already.
I’m so excited to get to know their other characters.
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