#ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh why did they have to go there
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ykw maybe it's better that I don't get to go into the CR tag tonight because with 3-102's ending, annoyingly, despite all the other shit in the episode, I just know all the tag's going to have in it it stupid fucking Caleb
I hope Ashton cucks that screentime-hog in his own bed I hate him so much.
#CR3-102#literally the least interesting player character in CR and yet people still won't shut the fuck up about him a whole campaign later#there are literally better characters right in front of you people#I want his paramour to ditch him and then for him to die#ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh why did they have to go there
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It's just-
Yasuke is SOOOOOOOOOO important to the overall plot and the themes of the series, to the point that he leaves behind a massive plothole in Different Mastermind AUs. It's just disheartening to see that people either don't know about him or significantly downplay his involvement.
His relationship with Junko, the core of Danganronpa, is so fucking amazing. The fact that he was one of the most important people to her, to the point that the only thing she's able to remember is how much she loves him, is such a refreshing take on her character when shes constantly portrayed as the evil force. That, even when she is the villain of dr0, we learn that she is capable of loving something other than despair.
His the only other peice we get of Junko's backstory that isn't from Mukuro (which has to be taken with a grain of salt since shes not telling full truths and was also in Fenrir for a good chunk). The sandcastle story gives us a look at a Junko who does something for the sake of another person, without planning on using them. He's probably the only character who's seen Junko grow up, who knows every step of her life. (Never specified when the met, just that he knew her when she went into elementary school (so prolly around 6yo). But Junko also lies that she was responsible for Matsuda's mom condition, and considering he is unsure to believe her implies that there is some plausibility, so who knows how long that was.)
ANYWAY
The fact that he is so ingrained into the two games is so UGH. Yasuke's the reason class 78 cant remember their past. Why Kyoko doesn't remember her talent. The foundation of the game is reliant on HIS research. And even the NWP, something he helped create, is how the second game is able to play out. (And possibly how Junko knew about it since she made AI Junko to be placed into it.) It's so important to the game that even drv3 had to incorporate it somehow into its games.
Just the amount of love she has for this fucker DRIVES ME CRAZY. To include parts of his life's research into her games, to use the same knife she killed him with to frame her biggest obstacles for her sister's death, to have fragments of your last days with him seeping out of your AI self (the notebook, and the two white noises during 2-6)??? UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
The fact, the fucking FACT, that he was the closest person to actually saving her?? Yasuke! Not Makoto, or hajime, or even her fucking twin. Mr."Shut the fuck up, old man".
But its also the point of no return for Junko. The minute Ryoko "died", all her goodness died. Yasuke could've easily agreed to Ryoko's pleas to forget about everything and go back to his lab. But he didn't. And that's where things were set.
He did so much for Junko, because he loved her.
#danganronpa#dr0#yasuke matsuda#yapology#I could go on and on and on about this fucker#I don't do him justice#But I love him so#Will not tolerate mean things about him#'He placed a fake persona into junko-' wrong Ryoko IS Junko#Just without her memories#She still has the same mannerisms as her and can use her talent#'Hes so mean tho' ok his mom died tragically and the only other person in his life is crazy#Also god forbid a character be mean#'He did murder and hid bodies for junko-' bestie this is danganronpa I bet you 20 bucks that you're fave is a blackened too#No Matsuda hate will be allowed#scarposts#Atleast he got a smooch before he died good on him#READ DR0#its 2 volumes with 16 chapters each#Yall read Ao3 fics 5× longer than that#The revamped ver is the best ugh#Might link it later#anyway#Karl rambles about his husband#I WISH HE WAS
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Saw your Beetlejuice x Reader Smut Drabble this morning, and I absolutely LOVE it!!!! 💚🖤💚🖤💚🖤
This is SO something anyone in a relationship with our beloved Ghost with the Most would do! 🤣🤣🤣🤣 And to be honest, you don't have to worry about getting back into the hang of writing because you NAILED it, as per usual 😁
Also, you surprised me with a hug attack? 🥺 Awe, thank you but why??? All I did was help you feel better! I hope you're having fun on your 4-day weekend 😊!
Oh, and speaking of writing, I posted something that has you tagged in it 😉
Am I spoiling you? Yes.
Will I apologize for it?
Hmmm....🤔
How about....
No!
Hugging you and squeezing you hugging you and squeezing you hugging you and-
UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH thank you so much you are too too nice!!! I'm so glad you liked it!! And you thought it was GOOD!?? jhkvaugdsvugwavcuwagvcvjsvcdsav thank you, oh my goodness.
You deserve MORE attack hugs!!!
!!!!!!! MORE GUNSLINGERS?!!!
Tonight I am going to binge on gunslingers <3<3<3<3
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Life Talk
Content warning: discussion of death.
I found out yesterday that my colleague of 5-6 years passed away in late August. Since he left my previous company (about 3 years ago), I texted him a few times a year, and we had a few phone calls. He lived alone and was in poor health when he left. Like, really poor. I was wondering why he didn't respond to a text and ended up googling his name and found an obituary. I didn't even know he was gone.
We sat next to each other at my old company for like 6 years. He was a pain in the ass and I liked him a lot. He was 52 when he passed. He was from the Philippines, but his family moved to CA, where he grew up. He was in the military for years and was sent around the world, but fortunately never went into combat. He talked about the military nonstop, and most people at the office hated that. I didn't mind his stories, though. Seemed like telling them made him happy.
When we lived in the same state, he was on the top floor of an apartment complex with no elevator. He kept a few full size candy bars to reward the few kids who would go that far on Halloween. He named the flow cytometers after the Three Stooges and taped their pictures to them. For our potlucks, he always brought samosas from a local restaurant, and they were incredible.
He talked about comic books and nerd stuff a lot. He must have told me the comic story and motivations of Thanos a million times, lmao! He liked to be an asshole, but possessed the subtle art of being funny with it, which is really fucking rare. Also, I got to bully him back, which I almost never feel comfortable doing. He was a wiseass, but when you had a problem, he was there. Does that make sense? He was a real one.
After he moved away, he called me once to say that he loved me, was proud of me, and that there was always someone in the world out there who loved me. I won't lie, I kept him on the line because I thought he might be in a bad state of mind. I tried to subtly ask about his guns, but of course he knew why I was asking. This was like 2 years ago, so hopefully not related to his death, which I know no details about. But somehow, that call is still a really special memory. It meant a lot to him that I kept in contact, and it meant a lot to me that he appreciated it.
I can't believe my friend is dead and I didn't even know. God damn it. I spent most of yesterday and today sort of... Dissociating??? The stars were really visible last night. I just sort of looked at them and thought that... You know, he's gone. No longer under the same sky as me. He won't send me a Thanksgiving message about eating my cats for dinner this year. Please don't ask, lmao, he's been making this weird ass reference to The Tick for years, just to hear me go, "Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Did I mention he was a pain in the ass?
It's really fucking weird!!!!! God. I hope someone was with him? I don't know anything. He lived alone and his family was not in his state. It's so wrong and sad and upsetting that he's gone so young, and that his health was so bad for so long.
I took my cat to the vet today, and I forgot everything. Forgot to have him fast, forgot the stool sample. I came home and tried to do stupid but needed things, cards and presents for family birthdays, planning food for the week. After filling my head with these little choices, my husband asked me a question, and I nearly freaked out. Like, just that last drop that tips over the cup.
Life is weird and death is weird and brains are weird and I miss my friend, even if we only texted a few times per year. I wish I had some kind of wrap up or poetic ending here, but I don't. Death is final and you can't avoid it, and that's what makes it the most difficult thing to deal with. All you can do is adjust to the aching absence.
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Hey!! I've recently started reading your fics on AO3 and I have a couple questions if you don't mind :)
1) since you've wrote Raven in a pairing with many characters, which one is your fave?
2) will novocaine, college try, dark little lies, a dragon's hoard and what lives in shadows be continued?
have a nice day <3
I genuinely have NO IDEA what my favorite pairing is. Honestly. It goes through cycles. Every one is a little bit different based on dynamics and personality and how I think they would interact with each other. So, if I want something soft and genuine, I might tilt towards one pairing. If I want drama and idiots being reluctant about their feelings, I might sway towards another. It's hard to pick a favorite, because there are just so many possibilities.
YES!
Novocain has a funny story attached to why I haven't updated it in a while - when I started it, I was determined not to have an explicit fic. Mature, yes. Explicit, no. After I finished the first two chapters, I started working on the third one, and I... couldn't help myself. So, I shelved it to try and find a way to not have it be porn central. And, recently, I decided - fuck it. Porn central it is. So, my hope is that I will pull it down from the shelf soon to just lean in to it at this point.
College Try is slated to finally be finished during the DamiRae smut week. Because there's literally one chapter left, and it definitely is porn central.
Dark Little Lies - UGH. UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. I have a love-hate relationship with this fic. I had to scrap the last chapter I wrote because I hated it. It was awful. So, that's definitely on the shelf until I can unravel how I want it to work out. I have a general idea of how I want it to go, but I am trying to figure out how to get there without making Damian a complete asshole. A minor asshole, for sure. But not a complete asshole.
A Dragon's Hoard is (wonderfully) completely plotted out. I really just need to suck it up, sit down and write it. But, yay! there's porn in every. single. chapter. from here on out. Like. A lot of porn. I mean, I wanted to lean into the dragon-shifter porn a lot, but MAN. I did not realize how much porn I would be writing. It's a lot. There's... six-ish chapters left, and... technically I could write more after the final chapter. So... we'll see how that plays out.
What Lives in Shadows - The next chapter is super action heavy, and the only thing I do worse than angst is action. So I've spent the last year fighting with myself. I write a few paragraphs, hate it. Delete it. Rewrite it. Hate that. And then I continue the cycle all over again. Also something I need to just sit down and suck it up to finish.
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hey remember three hours ago when I said we should have more abortion fic WELL GUESS WHAT
“Ugh. Ughhhh. Ughhhhhhhh.”
Peter raised an eyebrow.
“Everything alright, darling?”
“Ughhhhhhhhhhhhh.”
Chris turned to look over now too.
“Sweetheart?”
Stiles rolled over on the couch, revealing a distinctly queasy face.
“I’m never going to be done with this flu. I’m going to be sick forever.”
Peter’s brow furrowed more deeply, reaching up to rub at Stiles’ feet as Chris came to crouch by Stiles’ head to check his temperature.
“I thought you were feeling better,” Chris said, a question in his voice.
“I was, for most of the day, but just like the last few nights, as soon as I finished eating dinner it was like Kill Bill sirens going off in my stomach.” Stiles reached up to rub his eyes. “I’m still so fucking tired, too. Peter give me the bite so I don’t have the flu anymore.”
“I can’t,” Peter said as he focused on pressure points that would hopefully help. “I’m not an Alpha and you said I’m not allowed to murder for power without getting permission first.”
“I give you permission. I give you permission to murder anyone you want if it means I won’t feel like barfing anymore.”
“As co-leader of the permission board, I’m pulling your authority to give permission,” Chris said, running a soothing hand through Stiles’ hair.
“Based on what?” Stiles replied, trying to sound indignant despite lacking the energy to make it work.
“Altered state of mind due to illness.”
“Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”
A few minutes later, Stiles gave in and just went to bed early, declaring his body to be, “Too full of shit fuck and bastard to be conscious.”
Peter and Chris heard the bedroom door close from the living room. Chris glanced at Peter, finding his expression tense.
“He’s been pretty nauseous for the last week,” Chris said quietly. “More tired too.”
Peter looked back at him, lips pursed.
“He’s been saying that he thinks he needs a new binder too, because his chest hurts lately.”
They both looked at each other, silent for a few moments.
“How many times did he get up to pee during dinner?” Chris asked, even though they both knew the answer.”
Peter swore under his breath and then got up, grabbing his keys.
“Clearblue?” he suggested.
“Early Response,” Chris countered. “I think he’s still a couple days off from a missed period.”
Peter swore again and then left the house.
__________
Stiles took the stick into the bathroom the next morning with an eye roll.
“It’s just the flu you guys. You’re being ridiculous.”
“Just humor us, baby,” Chris said, chivying him into the en suite.
Five minutes later, Stiles walked out of the bathroom, brow furrowed.
“Two lines means not pregnant, right?”
That was Not Right.
Stiles sat in the middle of their king sized bed, stunned. Chris was on the phone, rescheduling all his meetings for the day, and Peter was making a list of every cure for morning sickness (or in Stiles’ case, evening sickness) that he could find. Eventually Chris finished and hung up, bringing the motion and sound of the room to a standstill.
Everyone looked at each other silently for a moment.
“Oh goddamnit,” Stiles burst out, hopping off the bed and making a beeline for the bathroom again. “I haven’t even had anything to drink yet today!”
Chris sat on the bed with a huff as they waited for Stiles to finish. He and Peter eyed each other warily, both unsure of how to begin the conversation.
Once Stiles came back, he climbed back up on the bed between his two boyfriends and clapped his hands once, rubbing them together.
“So! There is… an embryo. Living in me. Living a little embryonic life. It’s already been a zygote, a morula, and a blastocyst. I think there are some other stages between that and embryo, but you’ll have to forgive my lapse in memory, because apparently I’m fucking pregnant oh my god.”
Chris and Peter both reached over to hug him, ending up with everyone dragged down into a cuddle pile in the middle of the bed. Stiles was breathing a little too quickly for comfort, but he wasn’t shaking and he wasn’t crying- just repeating oh my god oh shit oh my god under his breath as he tried to calm down.
“How do we even figure out whose it is?” Stiles wondered out loud.
“Does… that matter?” Peter asked slowly.
Stiles shrugged as wildly as he could while pressed between the two others.
“I don’t know! I’ve never done this before! I don’t know anything! I don’t-” He bit his tongue, cutting off any more words for a moment before he continued. “I feel like… what happens next isn’t just my decision, is it? Whoever- whoever’s sperm won the marathon should have like. Some input. Right?”
Chris cleared his throat uncomfortably.
“Well. It’s your body. Even though one of us, uh…”
“Knocked you up,” Peter supplied helpfully.
“-Well, yes. Even though one of us did that, it’s still going to be your uterus, and your morning sickness, and your possible gestational issues, and your possible dysphoria, and your labor and delivery-”
“Yeah, yes, alright,” Stiles cut him off, breathing a little faster again.
Chris spoke more quietly as he said, “It’s about whether you want to be pregnant, or do any of the things that come after pregnancy, Stiles.”
“I don’t,” Stiles blurted.
It was like the balloon of tension in the room had been popped.
Everyone sighed in relief.
“I don’t want to be pregnant. I don’t want kids. Not right now, maybe not ever? I don’t know, but I definitely don’t want this right now.”
“Oh thank God,” Peter said. “I don’t either.”
Chris leaned forward and kissed Stiles on his forehead.
“Then we’ll support you.”
“What about you?” Stiles asked nervously.
“What about me?” Chris asked back, eyebrow raised.
Stiles rolled onto his side so that Peter was draped over his back, peering over his shoulder to look at Chris too.
“Well,” he said. “Of the three of us, you’re the only one with real parenthood experience. Do you… I don’t want to make it sound like I’m suggesting a replacement daughter, but is that something you want to do again someday? Is it something you think about?”
Chris was silent for a moment, not really looking at anything as he tried to organize his heart into thoughts.
“Being a father was the most important thing in my life,” he eventually said. “Which is exactly why I’m sure that if you don’t want to be one, then you shouldn’t be one. If I did have another child, I would love that one as much as I loved Allison- but it’s not something I’m looking for. It’s not something I need. It’s an idea that scares the shit out of me, if I’m being honest.” Stiles sagged in relief, and Chris’ eyes crinkled in a smile as he leaned forward to kiss his forehead again. “We’re all fine, Stiles. Everything is going to be fine.”
Stiles grabbed Peter’s hand as he wiggled forward, bringing him with him to condense their snuggle sandwich closer to Chris.
“I guess I’ll call Planned Parenthood then,” Stiles mumbled into Chris’ chest as Peter quietly rumbled at his back.
“The one you went to when you were looking into hormone therapy?” Peter questioned.
“Yeah, they’re chill, and I think they do in-clinc abortions on Wednesdays. Or like, every other Wednesday? Maybe one Wednesday a month?”
They called, and scheduled the procedure for the first available appointment in three weeks.
(On a Friday.)
They used the rest of their morning to cuddle, and plan what Stiles was calling “Yeet the Embryo Day.”
It wasn’t until they got up for lunch that Peter said, “Technically, you were right last night.”
A crease appeared in Stiles’ forehead.
“Right about what?”
“We’re not married. Your body is full of bastard.”
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Three weeks later, Stiles was propped on the couch with his head in Peter’s lap, feet in Chris’ lap, and a heating pad on his own lap.
“How are you feeling, baby?” Peter asked, stroking the skin on Stiles’ neck as he drew some of the pain away. “I can’t help too much otherwise we might miss the signs of complications.”
“Yeah, I know,” Stiles said, voice a little drowsy. “I’m okay anyway. My cramps aren’t too bad. Honestly,” he continued with a pointed look at Chris, “my hip hurts more than anything else.”
Chris rolled his eyes with a crooked smile.
“I apologize, again, for my blood type.”
“Whatever, Mr. Rh positive,” Stiles shot back. “We were almost out of there. The procedure was over! But noooo, someone had to bring up that I’m O negative-”
“I’m O negative too,” Peter said smugly, happy to be on the “not my fault” side of things.
“Exactly!” Stiles exclaimed. “You might have been the one that got me pregnant! We don’t even know that the embryo had Chris’ weird little supply of A positive blood-”
“Stiles, you said yourself that you don’t know whether or not you want to have kids someday,” Chris reminded him. “The RhoGAM just prevents your body from automatically attacking any future embryos, okay? Just in case.”
“They let a nursing student give me the shot, Chris.”
“You could have said no.”
“I didn’t want to be rude!”
Chris just leaned over to give him a kiss.
“What if we replace the boring bandaid with a Batman one after your shower?”
Stiles immediately brightened up.
“Yeah! God. It’s so good we’re not having a baby. More Batman bandaids for me.”
#stetopher#look I know it doesn't fit with the theme for the day but I'm gonna tag this for stetopher week anyway#and y'all can decide whether it belongs#stetopher week 2019#trans stiles#FTM stiles#abortion#Not A Bummer#like possibly triggery if abortion is a trigger for you but this is not a sad story#this is an abortion story#1.6k words under the cut#this blog needs a tag for my bullshit#tumblr fic and kinda fic
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UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Why is it i can never figure out how to end my stories 😤 Got any tips you can share?
Ending stories is always super hard for me too, and I’m not entirely sure how they work either. So what follows under the cut is a bunch of rambling, some examples of what I do, and the like. I’m…….not good at explaining writing techniques and I’m not good at explaining things without a dozen examples so I hope something in here will help if not I’m sorry for the mess.
I remember writing Make A Spark, Break The Dark, Find A Light With Me (a multichap fic) and it was so hard to figure out how to end it. In the end, it came down to wrapping up themes. The story was bittersweet because it was about finding someone who they related to immensely, who were a perfect person, discovering all of this out of someone they hated, and ultimately not being able to keep it, but taking all that knowledge and moving forward to make something that is good. So the last couple lines are:
He paused at the threshold. He let out a breath through his nose, cracked his fingers. He did not want to stagnant, he would not stay that way. He thought of Ryoma, and pushed forward again.
No Stranger Would It Be is not finished, but I know how I want to end it, because I know what the climax is, I know how it gets resolved, so I know how I want it to end. It’s kinda soap opera dramatic, so the last line is dialogue: “I never stopped.” So it’s an affirmation that things are going to end okay, they’re back together.
A lot of my stories kinda have that ending of contentment, of moving forward with life, because that’s what’s important to me. Even my original fic has that, mostly because I don’t write stories with a concrete antagonist. The antagonist is always anxiety, something internal and overcoming that. One original fic ends after a climatic fight and a friend reassuring them that they didn’t win through dumb luck and even if they did, that’s still skill and they should be proud of that, kinda kicking that anxiety of ‘I’m only here because of dumb luck’ away and giving them confidence. Another would end with the protagonist going to school with clothes that show off the magic markings that she’s been covering up and there’s a lot of symbolism behind that but just trust me that it’s about going “yeah, I can move on”.
I’ve looked through most of my fics, scrolling down to see how they ended, and most of them end with the idea of contentment, of we reached the end, whatever happens in the unwritten future will be happy and better. A promise for more, nothing that will be written, likely, but that the story goes on and goes on well. Some things end on dialogue for extra punch, but that’s about it.
Oh my god this is so unhelpful I’m so sorry I don’t know how writing works it just happens. Okay so endings are supposed to be tying with a bow. If it’s a long story, you can rely on the greater themes to draw upon and bind it together. If it’s a oneshot, uh, same principle but different and it’s easier when stories are long? I don’t want to paste a lot of ending lines from my fics down here because devoid of context they aren’t helpful. So um….let me know if you need more help narrowing things down or more details
#i forgot!!!! the fucking tags!!!!#anonymous#that's it i'm not adding anymore it doesn't go in references because this will help no oen
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alice liveblogs infinity war
we’re watching infinity war finally and I’m already mad at it or being grimdark
(spoilers I didn’t like it. also there’s some vague SU and PMMM spoilers in here because I ramble.)
like the end of Ragnarok was SO GOOD with the asgardian refugees and then they just fucking kill them all and the whole pre-credits bit was just pointless
also they pretended to kill Loki and that guy is never actually dead but it pissed me off
also I’m sad I’m so sick of Cumberbatch because I really like the idea of having a straight up wizard in your main party of superheroes
I’m glad Banner got to hug the shit outta Tony though
I really like this spider-man! I haven’t seen his movie yet but he has the goofy wisecracking that I loved about the comics as a kid DOWN
IRON MAN SPIDER SUIT?
why does tony stark have a samsung POS for a phone
and the Guardians show up and the mood immediately lightens; I am SO GRATEFUL TO THEM AND OH MAN MANTIS IS HERE I LOVE HER
HI THOR
your last movie was way better than this one
drax has the hugest boner for thor and I do not blame him but I would understand it a little more if he still had his luscious hair
THE FAMILY FUCK UPPERY COMPETITION I THOUGHT THAT WAS A TUMBLR JOKE
“all words are made up”ilu thor
okay who tf is this now in the fancy apartment with a glowy thing in his head am I supposed to know this????? THAT’S FUCKING VISION???????
also is that scarlet witch with him? I should probably point out that I watched Civil War once and I did not pay much attention because it was annoying the shit out of me
yep that’s scarlet witch here come her glowy things
designated girl fight time ughhhh
oH MY GOD STEVE ROGERS SHAVE THAT BEARD OFF RIGHT NOW nat what did you do to your hair did the director decide there could only be one ginger woman
oh I’m glad they got an excuse to reuse those awesome monster designs from the first Avengers flick in this flashback with baby Gamora
okay though I know they probably did it to make him look more like the comics but I cannot take Thanos seriously with that fucking CHIN he is committing hideous atrocities and now I am just annoyed and my immersion is broken
it is so obvious Gamora knows where the last stone is that I genuinely hope the secret is actually something else
...drax. why. stop eating. mantis you have saved me from that terrible joke I love you.
at this point it’s making me genuinely sad that I’ve been spoilered about the dust thing. like. I know he’s gonna get everything? I know he’s gonna ~win~ and oh my god drax fucking stop
THANK YOU MANTIS YOU HAVE RESCUED ME THIS DAY
FUCK YEAH GAMORA ABUSIVE DAD STABBING
oh jesus the blocks of clay/strips of paper effect is freaky as shit
jesus jesus this whole scene is freaking the shit out of me god ugh why there is no genuine point to dragging this scene out it’s just Suffering there are times in my life where I would be okay with it but Ugh
it genuinely took me a few seconds of Weird Romantic Music for me to remember they paired nat and bruce off in that one movie that was some weird shit can we just move on
YOOO IT’S WAKANDA TIME
...that was disappointingly brief
okay there is way too much torture in this movie. that’s the issue. physical emotional et cetera too much torture
I love spider-man though he’s a good boy
strange and tony are both the exact kind of arrogant asshole that you’re supposed to identify with but instead just annoys the shit out of me and spider-man is this scene’s only saving grace
okay this new philosophy for Thanos since they can’t have him being in love with Death bc that would lead to Deadpool issues... it’s very... Kyuubey.
FUCK NO NEBULA SHIT BABY I LOVE HER AND THIS IS BULLSHIT I’M SO MAD JESUS THIS WHOLE FILM IS ABOUT TORTURE AND I HATE ITjesus jesus nope nope stop nope this is bullshit fuck
thor speaks groot and I am relieved but I miss movies where the default was thor speaking groot and there were only occasional dips into misery
why is thor trying to get a new hammer there was a whole deal in his last film about how he doesn’t need the hammer AND A ROBOT EYE? so they’re just gonna tear apart all the symbols of his character development? whyyyyyyyyy
groot put down your fucking ds
...is that peter dinklage as a giant I kind of love that
I’m glad Nebula pulled herself together I love herrrrrrr
they’re on a planet called Titan!! GAAANEYMEDE AND TITAN, YESSIR I’VE BEEN AROUUUUND... BUT THERE AIN’T NO PLACE IN THE WHOLE OF SPAAAAAACE... LIKE THAT GOOD OLD TITAN TOWN
“you’ll have to restart the forge... awaken the heart of a dying star” okay so it’s a side quest
mantis is bouncing around I love her
did Peter just adopt Peter as an uncle
...is that red fucking skull? like from hydra? why is there a nazi in space
the stone demands a sacrifice UGHHHHH this is DUMB this movie has no idea what genre it is so it’s just taking the superficial cliches from every one it finds
ughhHHHHHH and it’s gonna count her as ~someone he loves~ even though he’s just been a dickwad fucker who’s tortured her her whole life THAT ISN’T LOVE ASSHOLES ughhhhh fucking shit also attempted suicide on screen definitely did not make my night any better fuck this fuck this fuck this movie with a bread knife STOP HAVING DRAMATIC SHOTS OF HIM CRYING THIS IS BULLSHIT.
oh and now he’s floating in the void. on a cloud. in a pond. great. I don’t care.
wait all that and it’s not even the big stone for the back of the hand???? it’s a lil knuckle one???
rhodey just pranked the shit out of bruce and the mood whiplash is killing me
I fucking love shuri okay every second we are in wakanda is a gift and a relief from the rest of the movie
...explosions. of course.
“and get this man a shield” FUCK YES
I would like to interrupt this to point out that my cat is a perfect loaf on the floor and I love him
...suddenly there are monster hordes? where did they even come from? I mean out of the ships obviously but this is fucking stupid
oh my god all the wakandans with their badass ranged spear technology and then bucky is just standing there with a fucking gatling gun
black panther is a badass and I appreciate action sequences when they’re well done but this is not tied together enough for me to be invested I guess?
okay but there is legit zero explanation for why thor isn’t dying in the heat of the star? like. he just Decided Not To Die??? like. I would be fine if he was like “I have expanded my powers since I moved past my hammer, I think I can take it” or whatever but they just decided to have him be like “IT’LL ONLY KILL ME IF I DIE” which is just. dumb.
ohhhh so they’re resurrecting him with the axe. which is not a thing we ever said the axe could do. okay. okay sure. sure. fine.
groot handle is badass but there’s been so much torture and self harm in this movie that having him whack his own arm off just is not fun even if he regrew it immediately
I’m glad thor is glowing again though.
ughhhhh thanos’s philosophy is so dumb I’m so done with hearing it YES DROP THE BUILDING LAPIS LAZULI THIS SHIT awwww he just got back up again I mean I guess BD did too DID DRAX JUST FUCKING HAMSTRING HIM
don’t you dare call him an insect arachnids aren’t insects ya purple dingus
NEBULAAAAAAAAAAA
they look like they’re gonna succeed but it’s too early in the movie and I want them to succeed right now so this movie will be over but also bc whatever they do to get him out of this will feel dumb
“he is in anguish” I DON’T GIVE A SHIT.
DO NOT ENGAGE DO NOT ENGAGE SHIT
ughhhhHHHHHHH. GAMORA WOULD NOT HAVE WANTED YOU TO FUCK OVER THE OPERATION LIKE THIS. GODDAMNIT.
...any tree can drop an apple, he’s gonna drop the freakin’ moon?
BUCKY SPINNING WITH ROCKET IS HILARIOUS I LOVE IT also thor and cap’s moment of banter see THAT is what I like about these movies when they’re done well
scarlet witch is OP as fuck and I love her
designated girl fight x4????? we can mix it up a little okay????
bruce arguing with hulk is somehow relatable???
I love spidey’s robo legs tbh they’re super fun HE CAN’T REMEMBER NAMES FUCKIN RELATABLE
okay yes I still love having a wizard in the party I just wish it wasn’t THIS guy
did you just fucking stab tony that’s bullshit
“spare his life and I will give you the stone” WHY THAT IS A SHITTY DEAL TO MAKE HE’S ALREADY DYING ANYWAY this is a trick, right?
ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
vision’s thanos-sense is tingling and I wanna go to bed like screw this
put some fucking sleeves on you big grape flavoured asshole
do we even know why Wanda’s energy is the only one that can destroy the stone? Was that explained and I missed it?
YO SHE BROKE THE THING
“I understand, my child... better than anyone” NO YOU DON’T ASSHOLE YOU KILLED THE PERSON YOU’VE BEEN MANIPULATING AND HARMING HER WHOLE FUCKING LIFE FUCK YOU
...he just undid it with the time powers THAT’S CHEAP AS FUCK ughhhhhhhhh also he just put that narrow oval gem into a nearly circular and much larger setting so fuck that
FUCK YEA THOR ugh this isn’t gonna stick is it ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
is that baby gamora UGHHHH “what did it cost?” “everything” I DON’T BELIEVE ANYTHING FAUX-SENTIMENTAL YOU SAY
and it’s time for the dusties. I got spoiled this happened but I don’t know who all it happened to
fuck this though
genuinely so pissed STOP TAKING THE BEST ONES NO NOT SPIDEY FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCJ YOU FUCL UOI
fuck this entire fucking movie
ughhhhh and I really like the actor who plays Thanos he’s awesome in everything else I’ve seen him in but this entire movie was like. there was no point? they shoved so many people into one place that there were just sidequests instead of a plot. I want to go to bed tbh. Maybe I will be able to articulate my irritation later but UGHHHH.
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