#yeah that. happened.

[xovera-toz]

Here's an otgw theory that's been eating away at me. It also spiralled into something I never expected.

Here are the facts: Wirt has a (black!) turtle poster in his room. He says, when stepping out of his home's door, "Into the Unknown." We clearly see Endicott's grave in the cemetery.

What this all means to me, is that the Unknown never existed before the boys. It was created in the moment of their fall, pieced together from their collective experiences- Wirt's poetry, Greg's bedtime stories, anything this dream world could set root in.

That's why the turtles appear not once but twice: Wirt has seen that poster every day for the last who-knows-how-long, it's engraved into his memory.

That's why it's called The Unknown- He named it himself!

And that's why Endicott is not just some Englishman but Quincy Endicott. Greg saw that grave, and somewhere in the back of his mind he wondered what kind of guy he used to be. Boom, Mansion. Boom, Tea. Wirt's love for architecture finished the rest.

... Now that I think about it, what does that mean for the rest of the inhabitats?

I think Beatrice is the most obvious: As a kid in highschool, Wirt must have learned about Dante and his journey. When the time came to name the guide, this poetry loving nerd unconsciously name her Beatrice.

While on the topic of poetry, I'm preeetty sure the Beast could be an Edgar Allan Poe influence on Wirt. Not to say that, it's not the death of hope or anything, because it still is- it just carries some Poe characteristics I couldn't help but notice.

Pottsfield might be Wirt's hope to see a better world. He's a teenager, damn it, and he seriously grapples with suicide through the show. Him leaving is the first show of his will to live. (I consider him waking up after Greg left and placing the lantern down another two. How many could we find if we searched?)

The schoolhouse? Greg's understanding of schools. Bland food, unfocused teachers, fun kids to play with.

I can't help but think the tavern was a play Wirt must have seen at some point. Everything happens in the same room, the characters have only roles, things that happen offscreen are only told as a story. (Think Highwayman or Tailor, or even the Tavernkeeper)

Now, Adelaide and Whispers and all that... Might just be Wirt's paranoia crossed with Greg's imagination. Wirt constantly worries about what others think about him, how he's percieved, what they do when he's not there. Beatrice's betrayal is the manifestation of his fears. Whispers and Lorna are there to rub the salt into the wound: A girl he appears to like turns on him, the woman he was afraid of is actually nice. He's got all his first-impressions turned upside down.

(This might be why the Unknown appears, after all: To challenge their understanding of the World)

So, yeah, this got away from me a tad bit. I'd be delighted to hear your thoughts.

[modernchemical]

watching death note with my family and after the college entrance episode my mom asked offhandedly if anyone had ever pictured L and light as a couple before. it felt like one single white dove had landed on a crystalline lake in a beautiful pure clearing. no i dont think anyones ever thought of that before

[liquidstar]

If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)

At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.

Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.

[mroddmod]

they are like puppies. 2 me

[bruciemilf]

“Cass should be Batman” “Dick should be Batman” “Jason should be Batman” the real question is: Who tf would wanna be Batman lmaoo

[yb-cringe]

something insanely meta about jack and tommy chatting about how it all sucked everything sucked and it was a mess and it hurt and no theyd never wanna go back but.. they miss it sometimes. to the way things were and how they felt. sometimes you just wanna go back

[noodles-and-tea]

wait this is gonna be hilarious if im wrong (which i. probably am) but when stan went through the portal did he and little stan switch places?

You’re actually right on the money

[lopsaii]

Ongoing stepladder debate

[spilledkaleidoscope]

You were the coolest.

[hinamie]

quick itfs sketch page

[shotmrmiller]

there are two modes to simon. handsy and handsy.

handsy is the gentle hold he has on your wrist when you're watching a movie on the couch, his thumb brushing your knuckles, tracing ever bump and curve. it's a cozy arm thrown over your waist, weighty enough to leave your side sore after, with his leg slid between yours while he snores into your ear after a long day's work. the hand on your knee under the table while eating breakfast, lightly squeezing when you ask him if he wants more.

and then there's handsy. his grip tight around the soft of your waist, fingers creating little divots into your flesh as he tries to slow the pace you've set, feeling his climax too close too soon. it's how he fists your hair and maneuvers your head to the side without much effort while you're on your stomach, the light prick on your scalp only adding to the pleasure, as he mutters into your ear if you can give him another one. (guess you'll die, then.)

how he paws at your arse when he's got you on your knees with your face dug into a pillow as he pistons his hips, the occasional slap of his balls onto your clit making your ears ring and calves tense almost painfully, until he pulls you up, his chest and your back slick with sweat and you come with his one hand around your throat and the other jerking little circles on your stiffened pearl.

the two touches are so different from each other, one a tender thing as if he's afraid to hurt you and the other wanting to hurt, but a different kind of ache, the one he will always soothe with his fingers, mouth and cock.

(call him a triple threat.)

whether you like it or not, you've been conditioned. soft and gentle means affection and care, similar to him bussing the side of your head every morning before work while rough and firm means you're about to be ploughed until you're left to soak in a bath to recover from the onslaught.

and you'd been prepared to take this secret to the grave, to not tell a soul how he'd pulled you out of a pool with enough strength to feel your rear shoulder sting and you'd just about moaned in broad daylight. or how he'd moved you out of soap's trajectory during the first meet by the wrist and if you hadn't been wearing a jumper, your peaked nipples would've been visible to anyone.

but naturally, things never go your way. he'd found out in no time and now he uses that knowledge to his advantage. a quick sneaky fuck in price's bathroom during a barbecue starts with a vicious tug of your arm. getting ate out in the back alley of a pub: giving your thigh a squeeze so tight it could bruise while you sip on the swill you call beer.

and every single time he's pulling your pants down or flipping your skirt up, you're already dripping with want.

now to get him to stop manhandling you like that when the 141 are around.

(soap's left like a deer in headlights after he forcibly sat your tipsy arse down next to him because "LT said to keep 'n eye on ye," and a moan had slipped past your lips unbidden and now the girls boys are fighting someone help)

[dreamspring]

[chloesimaginationthings]

Abby and Into the pit Oswald have similar “friends”..

[rusticfurnace]

GHOSTSOAP // "you sweet fucker" MINICOMIC!!!

[mroddmod]

but i remember everything

[spooksier]

me when the emotionally repressed character is revealed to have had something happen in their childhood that was completely out of their control but changed them in a way they can never come back from