#todays fuckery

[abbey-abdominal]

My Comic Book Nerd Friend: Yo, you wanna hang out this Friday?

Me: Sure but it’s gotta be early in the day

CBNF: Really? Can I ask why?

Me: This, uh, show that I like is coming out with a new episode and I waited like 6 months for it

CBNF: …

CBNF: …

CBNF: … Is it Digital Circus?

Me: Y E S THIS IS SO IMPORTANT TO ME THIS IS LIKE A HOLIDAY HOLY FUCKING SHIT

[dragonnarrative-writes]

John Price's hand wrapped around your throat, keeping you on your knees. He blows cigar smoke in your face before demanding, "Ask me nice."

Your eyes water. "Please, Mommy."

[thebrainrotsreal]

I don't even know what to caption, I just fucking adore this mf. I infused all my adoration into a screenshot re-draw. Watch this show please, please, please, please, please, please. It's incredible to me.

[adeleine-everyday]

day 66

modern day bob ross

[twelverriver]

i met a young girl with eyes so bright she was already getting sick of life her arms were laden with his merchandise she asked me why i no longer and waste my time and i said, "spite" cause every time you are succeeding, there is an old man somewhere, seething and spite's as good a reason to take his power paris paloma - as good a reason

[annieisyourfavourite]

she functioning on my neurological til i disorder

[heliotrope155]

Post-canon, after meeting up again Dean would just keep asking Cas, like "You still love me?"

And Cas, slightly warily would go, "Yes."

And Dean would offer to go to the Grand Canyon, where the entire drive between arguments and taking goofy tourist pictures and one three day delay to deal with a hunt, Dean would keep asking him. Cas, slightly long suffering, would glare at him and say, "It's actually been twelve years, you idiot."

And Dean would shut up, and get slightly smug and slightly freaked out. They keep driving, see the Grand Canyon (which Cas pretends he had a hand in making and Dean sort of starts to believe it). There's about four hundred more smaller versions of a confession from Dean and they wind up in Vegas and get married.

[mmxxviii]

unless it turns out that this is some barkrock-specific ability, and assuming that what lydia did with her devil is what needs to happen with cassandra and the red light, i NEED gorgug to be the one to take the rage and contain it. his whole thing is that his rage isn’t anger, it’s protection. taking cassandra’s rage, or whatever it is affecting her, is the ultimate protection, but it also forces him to grapple with his rage and the idea that anger isn’t a bad thing

[yb-cringe]

just watched the clip of etoiles seeing jaiden's nametag and hollly shit. i mean it COULD be a bug-- it could definitely be a bug. but it is in fact STRANGE as fuck that jaiden's name tag was just THERE for a reaalllly long time and only when Etoiles asked what she was doing, he was apparently right next to her, that it disappeared. VERY. VERY. interesting.

[sordid-dog]

[abbey-abdominal]

Today’s fuckery:

Captain Kirk is Applejack’s grandfather and this is the first time I’ve heard about it I’m completely fucking jealous

[apoptoses]

Marius is a jerk, Marius is terrible, blah blah- whatever, have you also considered that Marius is kind of a goober?

Like this is a man who:

invited people over for parties but instead of interacting with them sat in a corner painting the wall

threw food out the window of a ship with Avicus and Mael as they laughed like frat boys on a booze cruise

upon discovering his mind powers, orchestrated a meetup in the backyard with Avicus and Mael so he could try setting multiple rats on fire and exploding them with his mind

had a meltdown because his art wasn’t good enough

had a meltdown because his art was too good

got so horny for Botticelli, a man he’d spoken to once at that point, that he dramatically roamed the streets of Florence in such agony over whether or not to turn him that two baby vampires came and found him and were like ‘dude what’s your deal leave him alone’

walked the streets of Venice searching people’s minds to see if they thought he was hot and then strutted around preening when they did

ordered every single item of clothing in his wardrobe in red (which was totally fucking weird for the 15th century) just because it was his favorite color and then proceeded to walk around like some renaissance version of Clifford the Big Red Dog

flew back and forth between Venice and Florence for days so he could perfect his fanart of Procession of the Magi

got so horny for Bianca he roamed the countryside whining and, I quote, “sometimes pounding my forehead with the heels of my palms”

slapped on as much foundation as a teenager in 2008 with a pot of Dream Matte Mousse and was positively tickled when it settled into his wrinkles

And then after all of this goes home to write in his journal like “dear diary, it’s me, Marius, reminding myself that though I might look hot, smell good, and dress like a cashmere velvet candy cane, I am evil and I should feel bad.”

Like babes...you sure you’re not catholic? Because that is lot of guilt you have there, you big old weirdo. Get therapy.

[christinaroseandrews]

So I saw the worst thing while wandering through this webbed site: AI generated cat pics.

And from an uncanny valley perspective they were fine... But they are the worst thing because if I am hunting for cat pics because I am sad,. I am looking for the joy that comes when someone shares that wonderful beast that shares their house. That combination of pride and wonder of "Look at this thing that has deemed to love me! Isn't it wonderful?" That only comes from another human being sharing with other human beings something that they love. It's wonderful. It's human. It's community.

And there's something so absolutely terrible and soulless and cold about AI renditions cats.

People don't love looking at cat pictures because they are images of cats. People love looking at cat pictures because it is a snapshot of a moment that a person thought was worth capturing.

Somewhere in this rant there's a metaphor for why machine generated art is anathema, but damn if i'm still mostly angry about being cheated with crappy AI cat pics.

And to make up for it I'm going to include a picture of Goose. My actual cat with Morticia Adams lighting across his eyes.

[see-arcane]

I love how the creepy intimacy between Dracula and Jonathan gradually escalates every day.

In the @re-dracula version it's even more apparent.

Right? Having the voices and sound behind the actions on paper really puts more weight behind everything and removes a level of detachment you get when all you have is the text.

Reading Jonathan's journal entry alone gives you an impression of what he's going through.

Hearing yourself 'in the room' with him and Dracula, you're put in the position of a silent and motionless witness to an increasing volume of red flags popping up, knowing there's nothing Jonathan can do as Dracula pushes boundary after boundary, and nothing you can do to help. It turns up the anxiety by way of the senses and, even knowing it's fictional, pulls at the wires of that gut feeling of dread and anger we feel when we're suddenly made an audience to something that particularly creepy shade of unpleasant in real life.

Extremely eerily well-done on @re-dracula's part.

[mitamicah]

You know what is funny? I think the last two days really have shown me how fluid my gender really is (for the curious I actually identify as a subcategory of genderfluid called boyflux but it is way too niche so I normally say trans or transmasc)

This was the outfit I felt comfortable wearing yesterday

And this is what felt most right today

Bear in mind the crop top gave me strong gender dysphoria yesterday since I didnt feel masc enough in it - today i dont care at all and went even more femme than even that xD

In short; yesterday was masc day and today is androgyneous/genderless 🤣

(Psa: your gender expression doesnt have anything to do with your gender identity so I you relate to my experience but for instance feel like your gender identity is solidly male or female that is valid as well ^_^ )

[marmotsomsierost]

Me: "What brings you to the ER today?"

Patient's family: "Their heart is going really fast. They drank an energy drink."

Me, internally: ....no, okay, stop that, maybe this is a four loko situation or panera lemonade or something, nip that eyeroll in the bud

Me: "How many? What kind?"

Patient's family: "One Celsius can"

Me:

Triage nurse, extremely, extremely tiredly: "just...i'll put the order in, just take them for the ekg."

Me, handing ekg to doctor: "here, from the lobby"

Doc: "whodis?"

Me: "tachycardia. After an energy drink"

Doc:

Me:

Doc: "...why"

Me: "happy new year"

Doc: "go home. Them, not you. You have to stay and suffer with us."

Me: "thanks"

Doc: "do not take that as incentive to bring me something interesting ok. No thu-rvr-days."