#which means nothing essentially

[louisdelac]

there’s a question to be asked i think about to what extent “getting out” can be conflated with “being saved” in this show, and what freedom actually means to any of these characters.

like you can argue that shiv saved ken by voting against him on gojo, but what if your intent behind saving someone is to inflict a worse punishment than if you’d just left them trapped? can a child weaned on poison survive on milk, or are you just sentencing them to a death by inches, starved of the only thing they know? and if you save someone specifically because you know that being saved is the worst thing that can happen to them, is that kindness or cruelty? at what point does a good thing become a malicious act?

and you can say that roman is finally free, but what exactly is he free from? the company? his father? does unlocking a cage mean saving a dog, or are you allowing him out on the street knowing there’s a kill shelter nearby? if the driving anxiety behind roman is that he’s an idiot and a failure—that he’ll never amount to anything, and trying will only lead to pain—and he’s finally cut loose once all of those anxieties have crystallized into cold hard fact in his mind, what has he actually escaped from? if the cage is in your mind, is it even possible for somebody else to unlock it?

the fundamental truth of a tragedy is that even being saved can be a death sentence, if the characters are incapable of escaping the thing doing them the most harm (themselves and their childhoods)

[sugarsweetvirgo]

ANGST!?

It's still in the oven but we're cooking over here 🍽️🍳

[kedreeva]

did u read the good omens book? if so, what are your thoughts on it compared to the tv series?

i followed u for the steddie posts but fell in love with ur meta too 💜

I did, but honestly they're separate entities unless I want to steal something specific for a fic. They're both good, for different reasons and in different ways. They are written by different men, literally and figuratively, about different subject matters, for different reasons. You can compare an apple to an apple blossom, but even though one became the other, and came from the same tree, doesn't mean they are the same thing anymore, nor does it mean one is better than the other.

That being said, I've only read the book once, and I've watched the show over a dozen times, most likely because I saw the show first and read the book second. I enjoyed the book, but I think it was probably a better read in its day, by people who were the target audience at the time, and who didn't just read about or know the context, but understood and lived it. I can't be that, I can't go back in time and read the book before the series, I can't go back and read it in a time where it would have meant what it was intended to mean to the world it was born into.

[irregularjohnnywiggins]

My absolute favourite 'Wow. You missed the point of this so much that I'm actually impressed how much you missed the point by' that I've encountered recently is someone claiming the ending of Hogfather is grimdark.

[tsukikoayanosuke]

Kero, Kero, Ganbatte, Tsukasa-kun! - Ruikasa Week 2024

Day 2: First Date

(ft. Sanrio collab & mentioned of Zozotown 1)

Today Tenma Tsukasa was in panic.

Shocking truly. To think that the great Tenma Tsukasa, future star, partner of Keroppi, and owner of the Rainy Frog Cafe, managed to get himself in such peril was something out of this world. 

And what is this so-called 'peril' you might ask?

This answer was straightforward really: he has a date in just fifteen minutes with one Kamishiro Rui.

Keroppi didn't really understand it at first. He had seen Tsukasa and Rui hanging around together. Ever since Rui and Hangyodon finally moved into the lighthouse by the coast, he has been visiting the cafe for breakfast and lunch. To say Tsukasa and Rui connect right off the bat was an understatement. It was as if they were always friends since tadpoles.

"They're great together, aren't they?" Hangyodon said before slurping the noodles he ordered.

Keroppi turned to him. "They are good friend."

Hangyodon shook his head. "More."

"More?"

"More."

Keroppi looked back at Rui and Tsukasa. Rui had his telescope in his hand and he chattered animatedly about the recent marine life he came up during his daily sail. Tsukasa meanwhile didn't say anything only listening with an elbow on his counter and chin on his palm, staring at Rui with a familiar gentle gaze. Keroppi only had seen that gentleness aimed toward his siblings, Saki and Touya. But…

Keroppi squinted.

Now that he looked closer…it wasn't the same. 

There’s adoration. Longings.

Love.

"Oh."

"Yep. Oh." Hangyodon spoke like he had realized it a long time ago. He did mention that Rui often made silly faces when rambling about Tsukasa, so it wouldn't be a surprise to him. Tsukasa also often talks about Rui, but Keroppi always thought it was about friendship. He kinda felt bad for not realizing it sooner.

That was why a few days later he decided to do a good deed for the both of them.

"You two should go out on a date sometimes." It was just a simple sentence, but it managed to make Rui spit his milkshake like they were in a cartoon.

"Keroppi!" Tsukasa yelled, high-pitched. More embarrassed than angry. "Where did that come from?!"

"You like each other, right?" Rui coughed. Tsukasa squeaked. Hangyodon nodded in agreement. "So, you should date at least once."

"You can't just say that!" Tsukasa pulled and squeezed his cheeks.

"I..." Rui cleared his throat. "I don't mind."

"E-Eh?" Tsukasa turned to him. "Y-You don't?"

Rui let out a flustered chuckle. "I would love to go on a date with Tsukasa."

"A--a-a-a-a-ahhhh ha ha HA HA HAHAHA" Tsukasa's cheeks were still bright red, but he managed to put his hands on his hips in an attempt to pull his usual pose. "Alright then!" He pointed at Rui. "Be prepared for the most exciting d-date in your life, Rui!"

Rui giggled. "I can't wait."

Which brought us to today with Tsukasa working his way to burn the carpet below him with his back and forth.

"You'll be fine, Tsukasa!" Keroppi said from his nightstand. "Rui would never be mad at you."

"But it has to be perfect, Keroppi!" Tsukasa yelled, more to himself than to his frog partner. His pacing somehow became even faster. "What if I screw up? What if Rui became so embarrassed that he didn't want to go out with me anymore? What if other people see us and laugh and then Rui doesn't want to go out with me anymore? What if I say something bad? What if I hurt his feelings? What if he enjoys none of this? What if-"

"Tsukasa!" Keroppi leaped and landed on Tsukasa's head, forcing him to stop.

He leaned down and stared at his human straight in the eyes despite being upside down. "You'll be fine. The fact that you're worrying means that you really care about Rui. There's no way Rui would leave you if this something turns bad, just like how I know you won't leave Rui."

Tsukasa went silent for a few seconds before sighing. "I just... I just want him to be happy with me."

"And he will." Keroppi patted Tsukasa's forehead. "Rui cares about you. Hangyodon told me so."

"He does?"

"Really, really does."

Tsukasa sighed and smiled. "Thanks, Keroppi." Which he answered with a double nod. "Okay..." Tsukasa slapped his cheeks twice, wincing at how hard he accidentally hit before shaking his head. "Okay. Keroppi, roll check!"

"Yes, Sir!" The frog leaped toward the desk where the long list had been placed. He picked up a pen. "Flower?"

"Check!" Tsukasa picked up the bouquet of vervain, masterworks, and hypericum erectum.

"Ticket to the movie?" 

"Check!" Tsukasa took out two tickets from his pocket and put it back.

"Hair and glasses?"

Tsukasa hair was fluffier. He usually uses gel to straighten up, but Rui requested not to use it for today to 'see Tsukasa-kun's authentic self'. The same goes with the contact lenses, instead preferring to the glasses. "Check! And check!"

"Coat?"

Tsukasa pulled out a coat and with a twirl, he put it on. "Check!"

"You're all set!" Keroppi then leaped into Tsukasa's coat pocket for one last look at the mirror: white collared top underneath a brown vest coat, along with the checkered outer coat, green pants, and white shoes. It wasn't like anything Tsukasa would wear, more mellow and elegant than his eccentric waiter uniform.

Tsukasa fixed his hair once again, mostly to calm himself before taking a deep breath. "Alright. I'm ready."

"You can do it!" Keroppi cheered, hands in the air. 

Tsukasa giggled and patted his partner. As he looked at the clock, his eyes widened. "Crap! We're going to be late!"

It was still 30 minutes away from the agreed-upon time, but Keroppi would let it slide.

*****

Tsukasa and Rui agreed to meet up by the fountain at the town square. Rui had arrived, already sitting on the edge with Hangyodon on his knees. Keroppi could see the fish creature reach his hand to pat Rui's cheeks, a gesture of reassurance. Rui let out a chuckle but his foot didn't stop tapping. Could it be that Rui was nervous as well? Huh. Curious.

"Rui!" Tsukasa shouted as he ran toward him. In response, Rui immediately stood up as Hangyodon leaped into his satchel. There was a blush on Rui's cheek and a wobbly smile from nervousness.

"You came, Tsukasa-kun." Like Tsukasa, Rui was dressing fancy: a green jacket over a brown top and red tie, brown pants, and shoes.

"Of course, I came! There's no way I'm breaking my own words!" Tsukasa grinned. Keroppi tapped Tsukasa's, a signal. "O-Oh." And the shyness returned as Tsukasa offered his bouquet. "For you..."

"O-Oh..." Rui took the flower, blush became more apparent. "My favorites."

"Of course they are." Tsukasa cleared his throat. "So. Are you ready to go?" And Rui nodded in response.

Nobody was really talking during the walk which was strange in Keroppi's opinion. The two were the 'weirdo combo' of the town, yet here they are, not 'weird'-ing out. It seemed like Hangyodon also noticed this as he tapped Rui's hand. When the purplenette noticed him, Hangyodon tapped his fins together. Rui blinked, glanced at Tsukasa, then back at Hangyodon with a blush. Hangyodon tapped Rui's hand again as if pushing it to touch Tsukasa's. Rui mouthed, "I know, I know!" before looking back at Tsukasa who was ignorant of his turmoil.

"T-Tsukasa-kun."

Tsukasa turned back to him. "Yeah?"

"Umm..." Rui averted his gaze. Then he reached for Tsukasa's hand, shyly holding it.

Tsukasa was blushing but he squeezed his hand back.

Both of them had the funny smile on their face, but Keroppi and Hangyodon knew they would be fine.

[falled-over]

recently someone on tiktok said 'hey lets comment on random thirst traps and say 'you look just like a character from x movie!' (i forgot the name, the original one had one). like as a fun joke to invent a fake movie from the 80s.

i dont need to point out the obvious comparison here (it was far less organised because it was more about pranking people than pretending the movie was real), but it turned out to be a MARKETING STRATEGY for someones album.

[itwoodbeprefect]

flashbacks to dialogue that happened less than a minute ago are annoying and a little insulting for obvious reasons, unless it's in bad buddy episode 5 [2/4] and pat is having entirely serious sepia toned flashbacks to fifty seconds ago while almost shoving a set of drumsticks he hasn't even paid for yet up his nose. then it's brilliant and world changing

[totally-not-an-awkward-okapi]

Truly, I love the Cerebro Podcast however the tangents inherent to the episodes do tend to tickle my own easily distracted mind in such a way that ends in weird places. Case in point somewhere in the jump from mutants as a topic to owl murder my brain started building Ms Alba Tiano, weird owl mutant extraordinaire. Then she further melted into my brain’s fixation on barn owls and their relationship to Banshees, THEN into the other original mutants native to my brain, and now she’s dating my other weird bird mutant Maggie.

[holdoncallfailed]

The Velvet Underground proved that beauty and ugliness can be doppelgangers, if only for the length of a song. In concert, they would routinely play a piece called “Melody Laughter,” which was twenty-five minutes of minimal Moe Tucker percussion, guitar/viola drones, and Nico wails. The noise they made was completely original, completely particular; like Warhol’s own work, it allowed little give or take, and you either accepted it for what it was, or you didn’t. There was no middle ground. [...] They were not in any way ironic, postmodern, or meta, they weren’t any kind of comment on what had been before, nor were they a clever abstraction of it…What they were was…a completely new type of noise. [...] The typical route to pop innovation is to introduce alien or aggressive sounds that provoke people who would otherwise have paid no attention. The Velvet Underground both scared their audience and bludgeoned them with repetition. This was another Warhol trope, as boredom held a particular fascination for the artist. Of course, there was a considerable amount of improvisation, but a lot of what they did at The Dom was Sisyphean: redemption through repetition. By appearing as part of the Plastic Exploding Inevitable, the Velvet Underground were also exaggerating the impermanence of art, combing both the temporal and the spatial. By destroying the time between creation and reception, by making art—or noise—happen as the spectator watched, [they] made everyone complicit. They were a Happening within a Happening. Warhol liked the fact that the Velvets were intentionally brutal. They were, using one of his favorite words, “different.”

Loaded by Dylan Jones

[3416]

How do these hockey insiders like Elliotte get information?

good connections in the league! there are TONS of people working around and for hockey teams or agents or players or know the people who run stuff and have tidbits of information, and insiders are just well connected mouthpieces for behind the scenes stuff. i can't tell you who specifically elliotte talks to, but there are definitely more connected ones like him and then ones who are constantly on the verge of guessing dlksjfklds, and we live in a complicated time rn where legitimate insiders are media personalities too and are on air year round even with no news so their word is taken as fact even when THEY'RE just speculating or trying to fill the air while they wait for real news, lol.

[running-in-the-dark]

okay but seriously the way everyone always focuses on me finally getting a job as if that's the ultimate end goal of life and there's nothing else that matters at all is making me feel like. if I can't do that. what is left.

like it's.. not that unlikely that no matter how hard I try I'll never be able to work full time (or even part time, who knows at this point honestly), and it makes me feel like - okay so then I just need to stop existing I guess

[terroristiraqi]

oh i wish feelings would go away

[bobdylansgf]

starting to reallyyyy vibe with this url... it's so meta

[pastel-rights]

And then I finally end it off with some doodles of them… they make me feel things.

[nostalgia-tblr]

If I could do Fics With A Plot I'd probably attempt An AU Where Lauffey Dies And Odin Goes "Oh Hey, Frost Dudes, I Had Your Heir All Along :D He's Urs Now :D" Except Because This Is A Shit Plan It Does Not Go At All Well. Because it does bother me. Because I worry too much about fictional monarchies having the 'wrong' rules. D:

[wampabampa]

grrr hating today already (not really) (i am just tired)