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Boneworms goin down, ISOPOD, ISOSQUAD RISE UP
<3 isosquad,,,,,
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dahldahlbills · 1 year
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i spend so long on my sketches that by the time im done with them my brain thinks the art is complete but no we’re not even half way there yet buddy come on i’d like to finish this pls
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svetavatigris · 3 months
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This blog is not a discourse blog whatsoever but fuck it, i wanna say something
Im just so tired of some people assuming there's no fucking wonder in life.
Like i get it bro, you think no aliens exist, there are no multiverses, the universe dies once, all that jazz and i get why.
But I get sick and tired of people assuming that there's nothing left for humankind to explore or to mend, we all die and rot and yadda yadda. Where's the innate joy of life then?
As a biologist everything for me is wonderful even if I don't understand it, the latter case might be better because experiencing childlike wonder at a phenomenon you can't explain feels wonderful, it's better than sex in some cases.
Assuming we are all alone here is just anthropocentric and egoistic. Even whales and dolphins, elephants, primates, hell even canines have a culture we will never understand and it's what makes life fun. Like catching numbers station signals for the thrill, it's all encoded but you feel something in your heart, that a spy is not the only one hearing this.
And assuming humans are alone because of how rare it is it's also anthropocentric as hell. There are multiple planets in the habitable zones of their own stars that, if not tidally locked, probably have lifeforms on it. We're also NOT THE ONLY galaxy in the universe, there's an infinity of them, and lifeforms that might be itching to see someone as intelligent as them.
Speaking about the universe being infinite, there's a whole debate on that one. There might be an infinity of multiverses, or the cycle of the universe exists, but rest assured it is an infinity.
We humans, as a species, we help each other. Because of the internet we can finally share our cultures and speak up about important values in the world. It's also worth reminding you we evolved because of helping each other. We help, we laugh, we live every day, we fight back against to see the sun rise again, and we explore this vast world and the oceans. We can fix our mistakes, and mend.
Assuming everything i just typed is bogus and the only joy is egoistical consuming and being sad about how we are a horrible species makes you ignorant on a scale you don't realise.
Anyways, all i wanted to say, mic drop.
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"ENGAGEMENT RING" WAS NOT SOME WAYWARD TRANSLATION BUT AN ACTUAL LINE IN THE JP MANGA?????? I always thought the reason some translations said, "engagement (ring)," where others used, "prenup," for Illumi and Hisoka's contract was because it was one translator's whim to cause chaos???? Like. It could be read as either of those, but was not necessarily the whole definition.
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But no, I've input the kanji into every translator I could find and they all said roughly the same thing—prenuptial contract. Meanwhile, the furigana (AKA the reading aid consisting of smaller kana printed either above or next to kanji or other characters to indicate their pronunciation), spelled out engagement ring.
I know this might be old news to some but I was today years old when I found out it was so literal????? Togashi really spelled it out in a way ensures we can't misunderstand yet somehow the implications still fly over a few people's heads???????
Idk about y'all but if I was an assassin born and raised on the ideology that an assassin does not need friends and some powerful magician mf just dallies around, telling every person he fights that he's my friend—I'd have killed him by now. I wouldn't trust him with my family secrets. I wouldn't do him any favors.
Or if I was a power-hungry fighter always striving to grow stronger, who grew up in the literal slums and betrays people left and right, I wouldn't put my trust on this pretty assassin either. Even if it's all just manipulations in the end, I wouldn't have any reason to call him, and only him, a friend. I wouldn't give him many, if not all, of my earthly possessions if I were to pass away—even if he isn't the one to kill me.
That's the thing about the contract too, Illumi gets his, "engagement ring," regardless of who kills Hisoka. Illumi's insured, whatever the outcome of this fight may be, so long as Hisoka dies. The funny thing about prenups is it could also be treated as a will of sorts—should one person die, I think it's more commonplace for prenups to include that all valuable assets be given to the widow by default??
Hisoka really did not need to do that, in order to hire Illumi???? Does this mean Hisoka knows and accepts the inevitability of his death on the Black Whale??? Or did his touch with death after fighting Chrollo open his eyes to the fact that he still needed a beneficiary, someone to take his belongings when he dies???? Either way, it's telling that he chose Illumi, of all people, to uphold this extremely important contract...
Anyways. Whether you wanna acknowledge it or not, Hisoka and Illumi have grown to become a pair in the Hunter X Hunter universe, have become the most unlikely, if not terrifying, friends and while the, "engagement ring," or the, "prenup," may not be explicitly romantic, the connotations and the possibilities are still there.
In conclusion, these insane mfs are gay and married, good for them!! 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈
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ddejavvu · 2 years
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hiii, could i request jack verbally snapping at the reader while aaron’s at work? like y/n is on maternity leave and she’s about to pop and jack feels like he will be forgotten about when his sibling is born. he just blows up and aaron has to deal with the aftermath.
"He said what?" Aaron stands before you, his brows furrowed with concern at the tears in your eyes and the way you're sitting stiffly on the couch.
"He said he doesn't love us anymore," You grit out, a sharp kick to the inside of your belly kindly bestowed upon you by your baby, "Because when the baby comes, we won't love him anymore."
You can tell that Aaron is quickly spiraling between anger and sadness, and you ensure that anger loses, "Aaron, I'm not upset about what he said, I'm upset about how he feels. Please go and talk to him," Your lip quivers slightly as you remember the soft sobs you could hear coming from his room, 'I tried to get him to come back down but he wouldn't, and I can't move."
"Are you-"
"I'm fine," You urged, reclining further back into the cushions, "It's coming, but not quite yet. Please just go talk to our son," You pull the our son card, and Aaron's eyes finally soften, "I'm worried about him."
He nods, slipping off his suit jacket and heading up the stairs to Jack's room. He knocks softly before he enters, calling out a quiet, 'buddy?' but gets no response.
He steps inside, eyes scanning the room and noticing a little foot sticking out of the closet. He hears muffled sobs coming from behind the clothes hanging up, and his heart sinks as he steps forward.
"Hey, buddy," Aaron croons, crouching down to be level with his son and parting the hanging clothes so that he can see Jack's face, "Let's talk about what happened."
Jack's chubby cheeks are stained with sticky tears, his eyes glassy and bloodshot. It brings tears to Aaron's own eyes, and the man has to fight himself so that he doesn't reach for his son and make things worse.
"I don't wanna," Jack sniffles, wiping away a tear haphazardly with one pudgy hand, "No more talking."
"You don't have to talk," Aaron compromises, "But I want to. Okay?"
Jack stares at him suspiciously for a moment, but nods carefully.
"We love you lots, buddy." He starts, his voice gentle and soft. It brings another round of tears to Jack's eyes, and Aaron is straining to keep his hands to himself, bracing them on his knees to keep himself still.
"We love you so much," He continues, "And even if you're scared, we know you love us too. And it's okay to be scared, but you don't have to be. Mommy and I could never stop loving you, even if a new baby is coming."
"But how?" Jack sobs, and Aaron finally gives in, reaching for his son and scooping him into his arms. He settles with his legs crossed on Jack's carpet, setting the boy in his lap and cradling him against his chest. Jack doesn't protest, instead curls into his father's chest and grips his dress-shirt in his tiny fists.
"Think about it like this," Aaron rubs his son's back with one hand, reaching for a stuffed animal off of the boy's bed, "You love this guy, right?"
"Mhm," Jack nods, reaching for the fluffy tiger.
"But you love this guy too, yeah?" He reaches for another stuffed animal, a blue whale.
Again, Jack nods, and Aaron smiles, "So, there's two of them, but you love them both?"
Jack frowns, his little brain frantically connecting the two scenarios. Finally he nods, pressing his face back into his dad's chest, "So you'll still love me even when the baby comes?"
"Of course we will," Aaron hauls Jack up onto his feet, the boy now at his eye-level, "We could never stop loving you, buddy. Never."
Jack lets a toothy grin break out over his face, and Aaron's heart soars. He wraps his son in a tight hug, not worrying about the tears that are surely soaking into his work shirt right now, just relishing in his son's presence. Jack seems perfectly content to stay slumped over his dad's shoulder, snuggled into his neck, but Aaron remembers that you're still downstairs, near labor.
"Alright bud," He pats Jack's back, standing with only a small struggle off of the carpet and grabbing his son's small hand, "Let's go see Mommy."
Jack seems to remember his previous statement to you, a frown taking over his features once again, "Daddy, wait!"
"What's wrong?" Aaron watches as his son sprints back to his bed, grabbing a stuffed dog, then joins hands with him once again in the doorway.
"'Wanted t'get Mommy a stuffie," He's already determinedly starting for the stairs, "T'say sorry."
"That's very sweet of you," Aaron beams at his son, making sure the boy doesn't trip on the stairs, "I think she'd like that a lot."
You hear them coming down the stairs, but nothing could have prepared you for the tackle that came at you as soon as Jack reached the couch. He pointedly avoided your bulging belly, as he's been warned by the both of you plenty of times, instead hugging you from the side and tucking his face into your neck.
"Sorry Mommy," He recites, his little hands wrapped around your shoulders, "I love you."
"It's okay buddy," You smile, your tears subsiding at his words, "I know you were scared. We love you so much, you know that?"
"Daddy told me." He pulls back to grin at you, and you pinch his cheek, thanking him when he proudly places the dog stuffed animal on your chest.
"I'm glad we got that cleared up," You glance up at Aaron, a wave of pain overtaking you, "Because I think it's time to go."
Aaron's eyes widen, as if he hasn't been meticulously preparing for this for weeks, and he sprints across the house to grab his keys. You and Jack giggle at his urgency, watching as he rushes back into the living room.
"Okay bud," He scoops Jack up into his arms, setting him down on the carpet, "Grab my phone, call Auntie JJ, and tell her that Mommy's going to the hospital. She'll come with us and pick you up, and you can sleep over with the boys."
Jack is far too eager to be on phone duty, and you grin at Aaron as you hear Jack excitedly inform JJ of your plans. "Mommy's havin' the baby!" he shouts, probably blowing JJ's eardrums out, but adorable nonetheless, "And I'm gonna be a big brother!"
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[Donnie and April fight for the first time]
April, checks phone and scoffs: Donnie just texted me a smiley face.
Casey: Is that bad?
April, sarcastically: No, he just texted me the world’s first good smiley face.
April, chuckling: I’m gonna text him a yellow heart, whale, thumbs up.
Casey: Well, that seems nice.
April, gasping: How dare he? Chinese man, ballerina, apartment building?
Casey: What does that mean?
April: Fine. Poop. Turban guy. Granny.
Casey: Don’t text him poop.
April, gasping: Explosion, monkey-see? You wanna play dirty? Fine! Slice of cake. Turtle.
Casey: Don’t send- Oh.
April, gasping: Double syringe!?!?!
April: Double syringe...
Casey: ...
April: You’re right, Casey. Maybe it’s time to dig up some berries. The gatherers have become the hunters.
Casey, as she leaves: YOU LEAVE THOSE BERRIES BE!
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twintravelers · 5 months
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need me someone to do a haikaveh animatic of them w/the song lemon boy. i swear it fits them so much… i have my own interpretation of it below the cut !! (it's a bit long but bear w me.. tldr if u dont wanna read it: i think lemon boy nicely fits hkvh's progression in their relationship from their academia days to current times + they kiss at the end as a treat)
verse 1: There once was a bittersweet man and they called him, "Lemon Boy" / He was growing in my garden and I pulled him out by his hair like a weed
alhaitham thru kaveh's eyes, hkvh meeting at the academia (alhaitham is lemon boy), start of arguments
And like weeds do he only came and grew back again / So, I figured this time I might as well let him be
recurrent arguments+debates, slowly become friends
chorus: Lemon Boy and me started to get along together / I helped him plant his seeds / And we'd mow the lawn in bad weather
start hanging out/studying tgt !!
It's actually pretty easy being nice to a bitter boy like him / So, I got myself a citrus friend
become real friends / lowkey crushing?
verse 2: But soon his bittersweet started to rub off on me / You'd think smelling like lemon zest would be pretty neat
some more scenes of younger hkvh hanging out tgt :3 imagine what u want
I found out that my friends are more of the savory type / And they weren't too keen on compromising with a nice lemon pie
kaveh talking to some ppl who don't like alhaitham, argues w them (in alhaitham's favour) n leaves (maybe w alhaitham eavesdropping? lol)
chorus: So Lemon Boy and me, we just gotta get along together / I helped him plant his seeds / And we'll mow the lawn in bad weather
hkvh CUTE/fluff scenes working on the infamous project tgt
It's actually pretty easy being nice to a bitter boy like him / So, I got myself a citrus friend
maybe some more obvious crushing here idk.. i just love to think of them pining but not saying anything in their academia days... 
bridge: But what if I run out of fertilizer? / What if the clouds run out of rain? / What if Lemon Boy won't grow no longer? / What if beaches dry of sugar cane? / Oh well
/the/ fight. kaveh leaves. they grow apart, the years passing by. alhaitham finds kaveh drunk at the bar.
The whales start to beach themselves / Tortoise shells tear away from their spines / It happens all the time, it happens all the time
after listening to his ex-friend woes, alhaitham takes his jacket, puts it over kaveh's shoulder, and brings him back to his home, offering him a second key to the house in the morning
pre-chorus: Lemon Boy and I, we're gonna live forever / Like Snufkin and Little My, we'll get around wherever
kaveh slowly getting settled in his new home w/alhaitham <3 
chorus: Lemon Boy and I, we're gonna live forever / Like Snufkin and Little My, we'll get around wherever / It's actually pretty easy being nice to a bitter boy like him
them slowing hanging out tgt again, bickering w each other, little fond alhaitham moment w a small smile when he looks at kaveh arguing w him
outro: 'Cause we're the bitterest boys in town / Yeah, we're the bitterest guys around / And I got myself a citrus friend
alhaitham slowly approaches kaveh while he's complaining and kisses him to shut him up (heheheh) on the last line and it ends w kaveh being flustered but bringing alhaitham in for another kiss
OKAY IM DONE... hope someone read until the end if u did ily
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heavyhitterheaux · 9 months
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One Last Sleep
First Lady of Private Garden Instagram AU
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y/ninsta and jackharlow: last sleep until we meet our babies earth side 💕
danivalentine: AHHHH I AM SO EXCITED!!!! urbanwyatt: my best friends in the entire world are about to become parents 😭(I mean they're already the parents of privategarden, but yall get it) saweetie: my bestie makes pregnancy look good! y/ninsta: saweetie I am literally a whale and I have to waddle everywhere, but go off sis lol saweetie: y/ninsta shut up and take the damn compliment smh danivalentine: three more people to love! 2forwoyne: I swear I'm not going to cry when we get to see them quiiso: 2forwoyne but how much you wanna bet urbanwyatt will? softtcurse: quiiso he may have already started lol druski2funny: how much do yall wanna bet that them triplets about to be bad as shit? lmaoooo jackharlow: druski2funny imma kick your ass for that smh y/ninsta: druski2funny they're going to be the perfect little angels! cut it out! lilnasx: can't wait to see yall in yall parent era claybornharlow: you look amazing y/ninsta! I'm glad that since you didn't choose me to be your husband, you're still in the family! jackharlow: claybornharlow what kind of back handed compliment was that? CAN I AT LEAST HAVE ONE DAY OF PEACE BEFORE I'M NOT ABOUT TO GET ANY SLEEP? claybornharlow: jackharlow no. dualipa: step mommy is here and ready for them to make their debut! jackharlow: dualipa I literally cannot with you anymore smh maggieharlow: these last few weeks have flown by! you two are going to be amazing parents! so so proud of the both of you! jackandy/naremyparents: well this is it! OMG three at one time?! lemme go pray for yall because..... WHEW normani: they are going to be absolutely beautiful and have the greatest set of parents! sza: when can I babysit?! jackharlowsource: BRB CRYING allthingsy/n: can't wait until they tell us their names! urbanwyatt: allthingsy/n urban henry wyatt there you go y/ninsta: URBY! CUT IT OUT! urbanwyatt: y/ninsta what I do?!!? theestallion: okay who do we think they're going to look like? yungskylark: theestallion they're definitely going to have curly hair since both of them have it anyway saweetie: hmm I'm thinking baby number 1 looks like y/ninsta dualipa: baby number 2 looks like me jackharlow: DUA! claybornharlow: dualipa you meant me jackharlow: what is WITH you two? quiiso: number 2 is jackharlow up and down and number 3 looks like both y/ninsta: I can tell you from the sonogram, number three doesn't look like me at all lol that's daddy's baby all the way but we'll see
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y/ninsta: the cutest date that I ever did see, look at my baby daddy 😍
jackharlow: had to do it one last time as a family of two 😭 urbanwyatt: jackharlow you mean three even though I wasn't invited smh jackharlow: urbanwyatt you went out with Yasmin! cut it out! softtcurse: jackharlow I would have left him at home and went out with yall instead, not going to lie urbanwyatt: and you think you know somebody smh 2forwoyne: hold on, you need to include PG too! we're yall kids! y/ninsta: oh goodness. here we go. shloob_: now we have to fight for their attention once the triplets get here tomorrow quiiso: yes! I second this! jackharlow: we've raised yall for how many years? yall can branch out a little lol danivalentine: yall are so incredibly cute y/ninsta: danivalentine that's my man and imma stick beside him claybornharlow: I mean he's okay, if you're into that I mean y/ninsta: little baby! jackharlow: claybornharlow we literally look alike but go off, I guess jessicakelce: me and blancahood are getting on a plane as we speak! can't wait to see the both of you and meet them! jackharlow: HOLD ON, PAUSE! y/ninsta BABY! y/ninsta: jackharlow RESUME! what's wrong? jackharlow: y/ninsta not the hot chips and bad decisions crew helping out with the newborns. THERE'S ABOUT TO BE HOT CHEETOS STAINS ALL OVER MY HOUSE! jessicakelce: jackharlow THAT WAS ONE TIME AND I WAS DRUNK. LET IT GO! jackharlow: jessicakelce HELL NO, I'M NOT LETTING THAT SHIT GO! blancahood: jessicakelce but there was an entire trail that led us to the bathroom where you were fighting for your life from being hungover y/ninsta: I remember that. good times. jessicakelce: y/ninsta MAYBE FOR YOU, BUT NOT ME! traviskelce: jessicakelce no one told you to down that last drink like it was water, you brought it on yourself lmao jessicakelce: traviskelce that's it. DIVORCE! y/ninsta: LMAOOOO AYE YO 😭😭😭 blancahood: not jess saying she wants a divorce lmao y/ninsta: but yes jackharlow they'll be with us for two weeks jackharlow: y/ninsta TWO WEEKS? BRB, babe. y/ninsta: jackharlow where are you going? jackharlow: y/ninsta to hide all the hot chips and bring them back out when they leave blancahood: jackharlow hmm funny. I'm bringing some in my suitcase and buying a stash when I get there jackharlow: blancahood then your ass needs to eat them outside and wash your hands with the hose before coming back in. if I see one crumb, I'm kicking yall out
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call-of-ishmael · 2 months
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Canto V and Ishmael's suicidal ideation
When the trailer for Canto V came out the narration over it and the tone gave me a lot of vibes of themes of suicidal ideation.
It wasnt present in the way id expect, but it was there and id like to talk about it
1. Her days prior to the Pequod
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Ishmaels life before being a sailor isnt talked about much in her Canto, what we see though is pretty interesting
She expresses how she has come to hate the expectations, you work your ass off studying, getting degrees, applying to offices, to net you the job and life everyone says you should have.
A very interesting point to make is how she talks about it. The dread she feels as she expresses that thinking ahead thinking how this is gonna be her whole life, makes her feel empty.
"I didnt know if i wanted to die or if i just wanted my life to be different" [paraphrasing here] is a line we hear in this scene, however its followed up by her saying if she had to die somewhere itd be at the sea. She is unsure if what she wanted was to die, but her actions and thoughts point us that way, she frames it as where she wants her final resting place to be
2. The Pequod
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Ishmael is from Ucorps Nest, The Great Lake should not be uncommon knowledge to the residents, a place full of monsters, where its known sailors who cant take it anymore jump into the waves to be free. And this is the place she wished to go to. She makes a desicion to join a ship that would take just about anyone to hunt whales.
In that gesture we see more of the previously mentioned thinking, she says shes not sure she wants to die but jumped into one of the most dangerous jobs around pretty quickly
In the Pequod she also experiences more trauma that leads her downwards even more, a controlling figure, molding everyone there into who they want them to be, a constant fear of death, endless fights against monsters, and eventually the loss of who she loved.
But its also a moment where we are shown, once she found some support, once she and Queequeg started working together towards a life goal she became determined to survive, she had a clear idea of where to go, a compass to follow. Before it was taken away.
3. Limbus Company, and Canto V
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During the events of Limbus Company prior to Canto V we see Ishmael as a pretty driven person, she doesnt wanna die, at first, shes kept alive by a singular goal to find Ahab
By 4.5 and V we see this is, again, a self destructive endeavor
Her unique status effect "Compulsion" during the chapter is a way to communicate shes hurting herself constantly during this Canto, her usual ability to keep calm to not be consumed by her fears, worries, obsessions and compulsions falls apart
Ishmael at many points doesnt seem like she wants to come back alive, she willingly enters into the body of the whale only knowing she has something that can delay pallidification, not having a good plan to escape. She constantly tosses herself into danger, not caring how she gets hurt.
One of the more interesting tidbits is entering the dungeon. The first EGO gift she gains, exclusively applying effects to her, is a noose.
Its a culmination of the message, shes been hurting herself this whole time, she charges ahead, to kill that bastard, to kill Ahab. If she dies, its fine by her
And then the turning point is on the CG used for this section, another blatant gesture of letting her own life go, letting the membrane form around her, letting herself be consumed.
When shes broken out out the membrane it mirrors queequeg saving her in the past, the person who made her think of the future for once, to WANT to have a future.
Its the moment she realizes the sinners have been there for her, she has blinded herself to not think of any of the good moments, not even the ones she had with Queequeg.
She realizes shes not alone anymore
And she wants to live, somehow, she might not know how, but that hasnt stopped her before
Her compass is curiosity after all, she will find her path.
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sonderblade · 4 months
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I have this tfp au that would affect Miko, Jack, n Raf relationship with the autobots and I’ve been keepin it hidden away with many redraws of reference sheets and changed storyline plots and I wanna let y’all in on it.
So basically, I wanted this to take place after Megatron renounces the Decepticon ways and leaves BUT when they were all fighting Unicron, Unicron unleashed some sort of virus that affected the whole planet to try and gain some control (he failed and was put away forever). Think of it as some kind of “If I go down, you’re all coming down with me.”
Now this virus is BAD because not only was it immediate and caused the entire Earth to literally have a global earthquake BUT it killed about 90% of the human population, revived 9% of the dead bodies and turned them into horrifying, gigantic zombified powerful monsters, and only about 60,000,000 humans are left alive. This also changed the geography of the world and the biology. So imagine if the world was Pangea again, plants that went extinct are now back in fashion!!! And yeah, whales can fly now!! Everything of earth has CHANGED.
Also!!!!!!!! Humans that survived the wave of Dark Energon are Cybertronian sized now!!! Along with some buildings here and there, cars too. Woah, some clothes got bigger too. how convenient
I won’t give away too much yet but I do want to leave some crumbs,,,,, so here are some things u should know
Miko, Jack, and Raf are older in this AU as times passed so Miko would be 22, Jack is 23, and Raf is 18. Though now they aren’t called that anymore due to trauma 😍 and *cough cough* TARN-
Their new names:
Jack-> Jaeger
Miko-> Mynx
Raf-> Riot
Also, yes, u saw that right. Tarn is going to be in this AU and he will be the one who will be a father figure to these poor kids as they have lost everything. And I mean, everything.
But the autobots would never allow that!!
Ur so right they wouldn’t but they accidentally got kept into stasis for years in the Ark while they were trying to escap-
I’ve said too much, I fear.
Anyways, Miko, Jack, and Raf are totally different but they still miss their wards and wish things were different but hatred, resentment, and trauma clings onto their souls like tar. Will they ever get through it?
Idk, depends if I want the angst or not
If u have any questions or thoughts, pls lemme know I’m dying to tell someone about this AU I’ve had stuck in my head for like 2 years
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fujoshiwarrior · 4 months
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limbus company 1 am (edit: now 2 am) ramblings (massive spoilers abound for canto v)
these are just some quick sleep deprived thoughts, and my analysis could be better, but i feel like talking about it anyway
i saw a post in the main tag talking about why the op really disliked canto v, and i don't wanna get into an argument and i don't want to vague the op in a way that makes it seem like im attacking them because im not, i just wanna talk about why i disagree with them
i don't think canto v was perfect or the best canto but i thought it was absolutely incredible (yes i did cry during the final boss fight), and i agree that starbuck and queequeg deserved way more screentime and development than they got (i also think the adaptation of queequeg from moby dick to limbus was woefully clumsy, which might have have been remedied by more time with her, though i still love limbus!queequeg)
however, i wholeheartedly disagree on ahab as a villain. i thought she was amazing. even if she doesn't really have any shades of gray to her, i think the point is that a lot of horrible, evil, selfish people genuinely believe what they are doing and their behavior is right and justified. furthermore, she was completely and utterly steeped in delusion and obsession to the detriment of herself and every single person remotely in proximity to her.
i need to say first that i've never read moby dick unfortunately, so i can't comment too much on limbus!ahab vs book!ahab. what i do know is that just like in limbus, ahab's obsession leads to the demise of every single crew member with ishmael as the sole survivor. since i haven't read moby dick, i had to consult sparknotes for a profile of book!ahab, and it describes him as much of a victim as he is an aggressor---however, i'll touch on that in a bit.
what i want to bring attention to is that both book and limbus ahab are characterized by sheer hubris, pride, and a god/savior complex. i want to bring attention to another classical literature character who is characterized by hubris and who also spends the entire novel on a ship: victor frankenstein.
this comparison might seem like it's coming from left field, but i promise i have a point. also, while i don't think limbus!ahab was overtly inspired by victor frankenstein, considering how obsessed pm is with literature i think there is a very low chance that kjh or at least one of the writers haven't read frankenstein. see also the parallels between angela and the monster/ayin and frankenstein in lobotomy corporation and library of ruina (especially library of ruina, where there is a direct connection between angela and lucifer related imagery, who the monster is also associated with). frankenstein ends with victor, after telling his, encouraging the sailors not to give up on trying to find a new passage channel in spite of the fact they will probably die doing so---victor has not learned his lesson, and now he's luring a group of sailors to their deaths.
ahab is so full of herself and so egocentric that even when she was facing the death of her very "self" (or...ego) she did not falter in her delusions, not even at the very, very end, and was happy to continue the cycle. the point i'm trying to make here is that a character being unambiguously bad and selfish doesn't necessarily make for a bad or uncomplicated character. i will concede though that op again has a point with the lack of screentime with ahab means that she didn't have the time to prove her complexities.
this brings me to canto v's ending. in the post credits scene, we saw the ahab somehow survived the collapse of the white whale (this is just speculation, but i think it has something to do with her ego awakening---judging off the cg art, i would guess the ego fused with the pallidification from the whale or nullified it entirely...or both maybe). i was initially disappointed by this.
however, we know very little about hermann's crew. as op touched on, and as i have touched on, ahab had little screentime and not a lot of character development. her now being a member of hermann's crew gives ample opportunity for further development of her character---i think we'll see why exactly she became so obsessed with the whale and why she is the way she is (the aspect of ahab as a victim, i imagine there's a deeply personal reason why the decided the whale was the source of all evil)
this leads to me another point op mentioned: ishmael sparing ahab.
op talks about this as a bad thing. i STRONGLY disagree.
the name of the game here is obsession. ishmael's new ego for this season is even named "blind obsession". from the 4.5 event, we saw that this obsession has been tearing her apart. several people theorized after that event, and during this canto, that she was for sure going to distort. the fact that she had a distortion effect behind her battle sprite made lots of people (including me) extremely confident that she would distort and be the boss of this chapter (outis said in part 1 that lcb doesn't need all 12 sinners to operate and you only use half in battle anyway).
if ishmael had killed ahab, she would have given into her obsession and may have *actually* distorted if she did. and she would have proven ahab completely and utterly right.
ishmael stealing away the opportunity to be the one to kill the pallid whale from ahab and leaving her to rot inside the collapsing whale with that knowledge is the best possible punishment ahab could have gotten.
that's why i didn't like the fact that ahab had survived, it felt like it defeated the point of ishmael's development and the canto itself. i changed my mind because the point of ishmael's character development was letting go of her obsession and being free from ahab, and ahab doesn't need to be dead for her to do that. and her involvement with hermann's group means an opportunity for a bigger and better comeuppance since she's probably going to have a new obsession soon enough.
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violetjedisylveon · 7 months
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Ahsoka Series, But Kaeden Is There, Again
Featuring a gay Sabine, a very confused Baylan and episode 4 spoilers
Baylan: "kills" Ahsoka
Sabine:
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Kaeden:
😑
Baylan & Sabine: ?
Kaeden, still 😑: what?
Baylan: I thought you'd be more upset since she's, you know, your wife.
Kaeden: oh please, this isn't the first times this has happened.
Baylan: it's not...?
Kaeden: nope! This isn't even the worst one, Malachor was way more deadly than falling. Seriously? Your plan to kill Ahsoka the-has-died-before-and-come-back-like-nothing-happened Tano was to push her off a cliff? A fucking cliff? C'mon, Maul got cut in half and fell down a pit and he was fine. And Ahsoka is way better than Maul. Do you have any idea of who you are dealing with?!
Baylan: ...well shit...
Kaeden: yeah, I give it a day, three at max and she'll be back.
Shin who just got there: the fuck is going on?
. . .
*Sabine gives Baylan the map*
Sabine, to Kaeden: you're not objecting?
Kaeden, chilling by the cliff on a space phone waiting for her wife to get resurrected for the third time: nah, we'll just take the space whales once Ahsoka comes back.
Shin: your mom is weird.
. . .
Kaeden, as Sabine gets on the ship: Have fun sweety! Don't get too rough with your new "friend"!
Sabine & Shin: 😳 then 😡
Shin: I'm gonna kill your mom.
Sabine: over my dead fucking body!
*gay fighting/flirting sounds*
Kaeden: ah, young love.
Baylan: ... What...?
. . .
*when Ahsoka comes back cause she's obviously going too, nobody gets to kill Ahsoka Tano but Ahsoka Tano*
Ahsoka: where's Sabine?! What happened to the map? What day is it?!?!
Kaeden: Finally, sure took you a while this time.
Ahsoka: -_- what happened?
Kaeden: Oh, Baylan manipulated Sabien into trusting him with the map and they took her with them cause they're gonna go get Ezra. They got the coordinates, destroyed the map and left, Sabine's with them and I think she's got a girlfriend now.
Ahsoka: wait-
Kaeden: speaking of which, we gotta go soon if we wanna catch up to them. Don't worry about how to get there, Morai hooked us up with some space whales.
*Purgil materialize out of nothing cause magic whales*
Ahsoka: I literally just got resurrected, for the 3rd time, so yeah, let's go!
Also funky lil meme:
After Sabine's family dies
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They would 10000000% adopt her, fucking fight me.
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brokenjere · 2 years
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seventeen going under (j.f) (ch.4)
seventeen going under (j.f)
AN: hey guys! hope you enjoy part 4! let me know what you think!
synopsis: jeremiah plans a picnic and YN attends the deb ball tea
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catch up here
As I rushed out the front door, Conrad stood at the end of the walkway, a box of good muffins in his hands. "I brought these for you," he said to me after I stopped dead in my tracks.
"I had some yesterday," I told him. Although, that never stopped me before. The Cousins beach muffins were the only muffins I would put in my mouth. "Thanks though." I headed down the path, cutting through the grass to avoid being too close to him.
"YN," he called after me. I turned around and forced a smile on my face. He looked tired. I doubt he slept at all. We looked at each other for a little too long before he opened his mouth, shut it again, and then said: "Is your mom home? Maybe she'd like them."
"She's inside," I told him. He started to walk toward the house when this time, I stopped him. "Do you even remember last night?" I scoffed a little bit, unable to bite my tongue.
His eyes seemed to soften and I didn't really know what part I was even referring to: the fight, Nicole, him playing with my hair. Maybe all of it. "I remember everything when I drink," he said quietly. I felt my throat swell and I turned around and walked away. He didn't stop me this time.
Belly was at the kitchen table when I walked in. She was eating the last bite of her cereal and milk dripped down her chin when she smiled at me. “Hey!” She said, mouth full of Fruity Pebbles. “What are you doing here?”
“Came to check on you,” I said, squinting and leaning in on her to see her eyes. It surely was black. “That looks rough.” 
“Oh, it doesn’t hurt that bad,” she chuckled and lifted the bowl of fruity milk to me. “Want it?” She offered. I shook my head in disgust and she sighed. “Where’s Jeremiah Fisher when you need him? I always feel bad putting it down the sink.” I laughed and pulled out a chair at the table as Belly rinsed her bowl. Jeremiah always drank our cereal milk. I thought it was disgusting, but he just absent-mindedly grabbed it every time I was finished and I didn’t have the heart to protest. 
“How was Cam last night?” I sang. She turned around and leaned her back against the counter, trying to hide her smile. "That good?" My eyebrows raised and I danced in my chair, eager for her to tell me the details.
"It was nice. He drove me home and then asked me if I wanted to go on his whale-watching boat this morning," she said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders.
"You went on a whale-watching boat?" I gawked. She laughed, smiling wide, nodding her head. "Did he kiss you?" She nodded again. "Isobel Conklin, you little player!"
"He's nice," she said. "I like him."
"I'm glad you like him," I told her. I was happy for her. She was always like a little sister to me and to see her glow, made my heart glow just as bright. "What's on the agenda today?" I asked, changing the subject.
“My mom and Susannah are gonna take me shopping for the deb tea tomorrow,” she said, smiling wider. “Did you pick out your outfit yet?” I shook my head and looked down at my fingers in my lap. The deb ball. I forgot. “Do you wanna come with us?” She offered. 
I shook my head again. “I have to meet Jeremiah at the country club later, so I don’t think I’ll have time. I’m sure I have something in my closet.” 
Belly nodded solemnly but then she smiled softly. “Well, if I see anything you’d like, I’ll pick it up for you, okay?”
I should never have agreed to the deb ball, but when Susannah Fisher is looking at me with her pretty blue eyes, smoothing down my hair, and telling me it would be perfect I couldn’t really tell her no.
My mom protested. I could hear them arguing softly in the kitchen one night as I sat on the steps in my pajamas. My cellphone was clutched in my hands and I bounced my leg impatiently. 
“She’s gonna be beautiful, Mary. Why can’t you just trust me? All the girls in Cousin's do it,” Susannah tried to reason. I could hear the wine glasses clinking on the counter. That’s the line she used on me, too. 
“What about Belly? Are you making Belly do it?” My mom asked. 
“I haven’t asked Laurel yet but I do intend on getting her an invite, yes.” There was a little bit of silence. I could almost see the look on my mom's face if I focused hard enough into the darkness of the foyer. Annoyance. Frustration. Guilt. I didn’t know then what I know now. Why Susannah asked me and Belly to be debs but I bet my mom did. “I bet Laurel will say the same thing. Come on. Jeremiah will escort her.” 
I almost choked on my saliva at that part. Jeremiah would never escort any girl to the deb ball. Every year he scoffs at the girls entering and exiting the country club with their frilly hats and gloves on her their hands. He’s always made fun of them. Conrad, too. It was always just a joke. Last year, we made fun of Conrad for months when we found out he was escorting Nicole, even if it was a last-minute escort switch. Nicole needed a date and Susannah needed to help everyone. I couldn’t even count the number of girls Jeremiah had turned down.
My mom sighed and finally said okay and I ran back upstairs and into my room. When I told Jeremiah about the ball, he laughed. He said, “No way in Hell am I escorting you to the ball. Have you seen those tuxedos? The cummerbunds? It’s laughable, YN. And you agreed to do that?” He laughed so hard he couldn’t breathe. I tried to shush him as if my mom and Susannah could hear him all the way downstairs. 
“Yeah, I did agree to it. Your mom asked me. How can I say no?” 
“Like this: no,” he said and laughed some more. 
“Jere, come on. She’s gonna ask Belly, too. Are you gonna make fun of her like this?” I asked. I shoved my feet under my sheets and wrapped my arm around my knees. 
“Yes.” 
“Jere.” 
“Okay, okay. If you’re serious, I’ll support you. But I am not escorting you,” he said as if that was final. I mumbled fine and that was the end of the conversation.
Now, as Belly talked about shopping with her mom and Susannah, I was envious. I was sure my mom would take me shopping if I asked, she was just so opposed to it when Susannah brought up the idea, I didn’t think she really wanted much to do with it and truthfully, I’d be sad shopping without my mom. 
“Is your mom excited?” I asked. “About you being a deb?” 
Belly scoffed. “Absolutely not. She thinks it’s sexist and outdated. Yours?” 
That sounded like the Laurel that I knew. “She hasn’t said much to me but I overheard them talking a while ago and she wasn’t very happy, either,” I told her. She gave me a soft, sympathetic smile and then shrugged. 
“Oh, well. The things we do for Susannah Fisher, right?” She laughed. I nodded my head in agreement and then we spent the midmorning watching crappy tv shows and eating Cheetos right out of the bag and licking our fingers and grabbing more. Right before 1, I excused myself to go see Jeremiah. Belly winked at me on my way out and I couldn’t help but blush just a little bit.
I pulled up at the country club at exactly 1 and Jeremiah was leaving the pool area as I was entering. “I thought you forgot,” he said, relief flushing in his cheeks. “I was looking for you.” 
“I’m exactly on time,” I said, laughing at him. He grabbed my wrist and led me to the parking lot where the Jeep was parked. “What are we doing? Don’t you have to eat?” I glanced back at the club longingly for the food counter that Steven worked out. I would die for a lemonade right about now. The July heat was creeping into late June. 
“I may have prepared,” he said, opening the back hatch of the Jeep. There was a little picnic basket in the back and a pitcher of fresh lemonade, the lemons still perfectly intact. “Just a little.” 
“When?” I couldn’t help but chuckle. I couldn’t imagine when he had time to do this, especially considering I called him on his way to work but he just shrugged and smoothed out the blanket on the trunk of the car. 
“I may have snuck off duty when the other lifeguard came in and had Steven make a few things,” he said nonchalantly. “Thirsty?” I nodded and he poured out a glass of lemonade for me, sticking a lemon on the rim of the glass. I took it gratefully and sat down on the blanket. Jeremiah moved closer to me, still standing on the pavement. I could see the sunburn finding a home on his shoulders from sitting out in the sun all day. 
“You should wear more sunscreen,” I commented, using my free hand to gently run my fingers over the redness. He shrugged as if it didn’t hurt and I made a note of the freckles that were forming.
“I do wear sunscreen,” he said. 
“You should wear more,” I replied. 
He smirked gently and said, “are you going to rub it on me?” I laughed outwardly, shaking my head and Jeremiah’s smile grew wider. “What’s so funny?” 
“You flirting with me is funny,” I said. He waved me off and reached behind me for the picnic basket, grabbing a sandwich. It was a turkey club with extra mayo, his favorite. “Where’s mine?” I asked. 
“I don’t know, go ask Steven,” he teased, unwrapping it and taking a bite. I would have stolen it right from his hands and eaten it myself if I liked mayonnaise, but I hate it, so I let him be. “It’s in the basket,” he droned. I smiled and turned around, digging for mine. There were grapes, bags of chips, a few chocolate chip cookies, and two sandwiches for each of us. 
“Where’s the ice cream?” I ask jokingly. I was more than pleased with what he had done for us.
“I thought I could swing by after work and take you to go get some,” he suggested. My eyes narrowed at him, suddenly suspicious of what he was up to. I remembered the bonfire. I remembered every second of it and it made my heart twirl and my stomach flip, but I kept my mouth shut. 
“What have you done with my best friend?” I asked. Jeremiah put his hands on my thighs and I felt like I couldn’t breathe and then he smiled and it got worse. “First a picnic and now ice cream after work?” My words caught my throat like a fish on a wire and I felt like my voice cracked. 
“I can’t just be nice to you?”
“When are you ever?” I teased, finally unwrapping my sandwich in my lap. I didn’t want to look at him. I didn’t want his hands on my thighs anymore because they were burning.
“Always,” he remarked, removing one hand and holding it to his heart like I had stunned him. “I’m always nice to you.” I just shrugged even though that was mostly true. Between him making fun of my glasses and the way that I run in the sand, he stays up late with me and talks about anything and everything even if he hates it and he always brings me ice cream and French fries when I ask. He was always perfect. “So is it a date?” He cocked his eyebrows up and set his hand back on my thigh. 
“You can pick me up, yes,” I replied. Careful not to repeat the word date. He didn’t show any emotion on his face and I held my breath as I tried to decipher what he was feeling. I don’t even think he noticed I didn’t call it a date. He tucked a piece of loose hair behind my ear, his fingertips trailing down my jawline. “Jere,” I breathed out. 
“Mmmh?” He mumbled, tilting his head to the right, a small smile playing on his lips like he knew the game he was playing and he knew it was risky. For the second time in two days, I thought Jeremiah Fisher was going to kiss me. 
I cleared my throat and pulled away subtly, grabbing my lemonade and bringing it to my mouth. I couldn’t kiss him. God, I wanted to. But I couldn’t. 
“What’s wrong?” He asked, suddenly very serious. 
“Nothing,” I said as cheerfily as I could. It wasn’t much, but it was enough to make him back off a little bit as he shrugged his shoulders and picked his sandwich back up. “Thank you for this,” I said, gesturing toward the food. “It was really nice of you.”
“Anything for you, YN,” he said. “I mean that.” 
“What about the deb ball?” I asked, knowing it would make him groan in displeasure. Which he did. Truthfully, I hadn’t thought about it much but Belly got me thinking about it earlier and the tea was tomorrow which meant it was time to start looking for a date. 
“I already told you, no.” He was shaking his head rapidly, his curls falling in his face. “No, no, nope. No way.” 
“You just said you’d do anything for me,” I teased, kicking at his thigh with my foot gently. He watched it and I felt my legs go numb as his eyes trailed up them and back to my face. Almost like he was taking a mental picture to remember the way my body looked for later. 
“Anything but that,” he clarified. 
“Then I’ll just have to find another date,” I said, shrugging as if it were no big deal to go with someone else. I don’t even think I knew anyone else that could take me. I almost thought about asking Conrad at that moment, but maybe it was time to look for a summer fling to occupy my time. 
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“You’re gonna need a beautiful dress. And a hat! A small hat! I’ll find you one, a nice one!” Susannah exclaimed over the phone later that night. She called me before they went shopping with Laurel and Belly, begging me to come with her. I could almost feel her smile in her words. I was getting ready for Jeremiah to pick me up, so I declined as I brushed out my hair to get rid of all the tangles in it. After the picnic in the Jeep, I walked back to the pool with him and as I hugged him goodbye, he lifted me off my feet and tossed me into the pool but I couldn’t be mad because he cannonballed in after me and wrapped me in his arms under the water. 
When I got home, my stomach full of mint chocolate chip, a beautiful yellow dress was hanging on the door of my bedroom. My mom peeked her head out her own room and whispered, “pretty, right?” 
“Yeah,” I said, nodding my head. “It’s really pretty.” The dress was a canary yellow
with a sweetheart neckline and little white daisies sprinkled all over. “Did you buy this for me?” I turned to look at my mom and she had a smile plastered on her face and nodded. 
“Susannah picked it out, of course, but I thought it was perfect for you.” I walked over and hugged my mom tightly. She wrapped her arms around me and the familiar smell of home washed over me. 
Now, as I messed with the hat on my head in the front seat of my mom’s car, I hated that I agreed. “Why did I do this again?” I asked her. She laughed at me and kissed my cheek. We were parked at the country club and I was trying to make the hat stay on right but it kept falling off.
“Because you love Susannah. That’s why.” She reached over and made sure the hat was on straight as she got one final look at me. “You look beautiful,” she said.. “Call me when you’re finished, okay? There’s Jeremiah,” she said, pointing out of the front windshield. Jeremiah was walking in his lifeguard uniform (flip flops and red swimtrunks) and he was carrying a pile of clean towels. 
“Love you,” I said to her, hugging her over the middle console before getting out. 
I shut the door behind me and when Jeremiah saw me approaching, he smiled wide and said, “look at you! In a fancy hat!” I laughed and curtsied, tilting my hat down in the process. He tapped it with his free hand. “You look very pretty,” he said. 
“Walk me up?” I asked him. He smiled wide and jogged over to the golf cart that was parked only a few feet away. He set the towels down and linked his arm with mine. 
“I thought you’d never ask,” he said. “What’s on your dress, anyway?” He asked, squinting down to my yellow dress. I suddenly felt self-conscious, shying away from his gaze only for him to pull me in a little bit tighter. “Is that snow?” He laughed. 
“They’re bees!” I told him, dropping my jaw as if I were offended. He extended his arm, his fingertips trailing down my arm until his hand was in mine. He twirled me around and I laughed as I crashed back into his chest. He held me too close. I could feel his heart beating against my hand. “I’m gonna be late,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. Jeremiah nodded and we started moving again except this time, he was holding my hand. 
As we walked up the stairs to the ballroom, I could hear the music playing softly. “Are you nervous?” Jeremiah laughed gently, looking down at our locked hands. “Your hands are sweating.” I pulled my hand away from his quickly and wiped them off on my dress. “It’s okay!” He went to reach for my hand again when an older lady stuck her head out of the ballroom door at us, glaring as if we were interrupting. 
“Jeremiah Fisher,” she said. “Nice to see you.” Jeremiah straightened and bowed in front of the woman, grabbing her hand on his way up and kissing her knuckles. Jeremiah spent a lot more time at the club than I ever had. Susannah was a huge contributor and my mom, well, she wouldn't be caught dead in one of these.
“Paige.” He winked and then gestured toward me. “This is YN YLN, one of the girls my mom told you about. My future wife.” He looked toward me and winked. I felt my cheeks turn bright red and I stuck out my hand for Paige. 
She didn’t take it and instead told me, “you’re at table 2. It’s time for you to leave now, Jeremiah.” 
I mumbled “bye” to Jeremiah and he squeezed my elbow as I walked to table 2. I breathed a sigh of relief that Belly and Shayla were already sitting down, waving me over with a huge smiles on their faces. My heart dropped when the only empty seat was next to Nicole. 
“Finally you’re here,” Belly said, adjusting herself in her chair to face me. Her knees were touching mine and he filled the empty glass in front of me with water. “I was starting to wonder if you were ever gonna show up but now I see why you were late.” She winked at me and giggled like a little school girl. 
“Jeremiah looked good,” Shayla said from next to Belly. “You know, compared to last year,” she added. “He really grew into his muscles.” 
“Oh, you like Jeremiah now?” Gigi, a girl that I recognized but barely knew, said from a few seats over. She was pretty in an effortless type of way. Much like Belly and Shayla. They never really had to try that hard. 
“She’s too busy making sex eyes with the waiter,” Nicole teased from beside me. 
“Gross, that’s Belly’s brother,” Shayla said, shaking her head and looking down at her lap but I could see her blushing under her hat. 
“Steven is serving?” I whispered to Belly. 
She nodded at the same time that Nicole said: “Gigi’s had a crush on Jeremiah ever since he got abs, right Gi?” That comment was more important than Steven serving and I looked over at Gigi who was shaking her head and blushing and the light banter between the girls seemed to have faded away because all I could picture now was Gigi in a swimsuit begging Jeremiah to save her. 
“Are you two dating?” Gigi asked, her question brought me out of the water and back to the surface. 
“They’re practically family. More so than Belly and the boys, right?” Shayla said, turning to me for clarity. I nodded, although that wasn’t much of the truth. The Fisher’s were my family but Jeremiah, Jeremiah was the one. 
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glowing-owl · 7 months
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Rolling with Difficulty S4Ep8 Spoilers Ahead
Noble Deeds
Owl yells about RwD again
"onslaught of opressive odds" yikes. yikes.
jjgkkfjk started the episode and immediatly got that pit in my stomach - i am so stressed!!
hjflöc at least everyones on that same boat utterly stressed out
4:15 "mentally - doesnt have to be a whole thing - how is kyana doing?" "Bad!!" yeah that sounds about right
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Ione character sheet👀👀
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I LOVVEEE WHEN ACTUAL PLAYS BECOME A WRITERS ROOM ITS ALWAYS FASCINATING AND MAKES THE GAME BETTER (irl ttrpg hack: you can also do that at your table its very helpful)
17:23 "the one time kyana is surprised." ohhhhh delicious. Implications~
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ahhhh anxious ione <3
18:36 PLANESHIFT?? PLANESHIFT!! I- YEAHHH??? LOVE THAT SM, SMART SOPHIA, VERY SMART
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Elderblain is my drag name.
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20:20 dkflfl AS ALWAYS DANI DOESNT FUCKING MISS AN ATTACK
Noir's background reactions are so fucking delightful
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22:07 "Vhas wants you to fight this brain." "Fuck you, Vhas!!" ykdkflfkdkd
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24:00 "VR-LA is a dumb animal."
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26:07 "TAKEN CARE OF! GET TO THE SHIP" *collective cackles dkfkfl I LOVE DANI SM SM
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28:22 AUSTIN EVIL LAUGH!!
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This planeshift amulet is coming in clutch
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33:51 "Ione is the DMs Specialist Girl."
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34:14 "VR-LA vs. Gravity in Sygil: FIGHT!" dkfkflfflfk
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35:25
VR-LA:"If we see Kyana running, I am going to follow her."
Kyana: "*scoff-laugh: Good Luck."
VR-LA: "At my own time."
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Chaos Man Vhas Back At It Again!!
"Can we do... Ancient Red Dragon?"
42:43 "All the ships halt for a second as they see the image of a Githyanki on an Ancient Red Dragon Appear" YEAH!!! YEAAAHHHHHH!!!
Oh fuck off Austin; don't tempt my man Vhas like this, this is Evil (I LOVEEEE THIS, WHAT A FUCKING TEMPTATION)
YEESSSS VHAS!!
kdkdlfl Wally sending Noir "How mad would you be if Vhas stole the ship?" is Peak DnD Shenanigans
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360ft per Round??? WHAT THE FUCK
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HANS!! MY BOYYYYY!! Coming in absolutely Clutch
i love Hans so much
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In any other situation Kyana and Lula both tap-tap-tapping their feet would be a cute image. But i am far too stressed rn.
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Fucking Shit, its a Tadpole.
I hate this Set-Up so much
"You don't need to be super careful because you need to lill her anyways" HATREDDDDD, THAT'S SO BAD
57:58 "Choose Spiderman!" "Fuck You, Austin." kfkflfkf
1:00:35 "VR-LAs looking for a Butchknife." "Jessus."
HATREDDD I DON'T THIS AT FUCKING ALL
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Characterising Dani as someone who "mends broken things" is actually so important to me. Makes me want to write character analysis for hours.
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CRESSIDA IS BACK, BABY!!
1:06:05 "Quipping, Coping, what's the difference?" my too, Cressida, me too
1:06:10 "You two, uh, Lion, Twink? You got this handled?" dkflflfl DANI <3
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Roy <3 <3 <3 Nooooo :( That boys so sad :( and i am so sad for this boy :(
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1:10:50 Oh Boy Dani-Roy Convo, prepare emotional defences
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1:11:50 "I don't wanna be the last one." SCREAMS
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1:13:11 "I am going to cast Hold Person on Kyana." "OUHH!! The Day Gets Worse!" fkfkfl RED PLS
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AHHH ROY DANI CONVO HAS ME IN SHAMBLESSSS
1:33:40 "Don't make mistakes you already know about, make some new ones." "I always do." "Thats Dani! There you go." awww
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1:35:30 "It's a race to the bottom of the mood pit, everybody." Thank you, Red
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FUCKING CATRIONA MDLDKFKFKFK
1:37:57 "She pulls out her wristwatch and its the Heroe's Journey Campbell wheel. Like ohh, looks like its Belly-in-Whale o'clock." dndnfnfn I love the jokes around Cat, what a mess
I still don't fucking trust Cat but I do enjoy her appearances. But also everytime her and VR-LA talk I end up stressed. She brings out the Angst in him.
Why is Catriona doing Therapy for VR-LA? This is so Strange idk if I like it
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Me, idling listening to the episode excited for the Mystra cameo because VR-LA casts contact other planes: :))
Me, remembering Red's tweet about pissing off the Lady of pain (again): Uh Oh
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okay it seems we're fine👀
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god that VR-LA-Kyana talk was Something Else. this show gives me Such brainworms!
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2:16:15 "Alright, I'll take that, thankless Vhas" dkfkffl VR-LA ONE LINER!! BELOVED!!!
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HOW IS THERE STILL SO MUCH EPISODE WHAT ELSE CAN FUCKING HAPPEN?
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JDKFKFK I love Vhas So Much; the chaos man gets me
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2:20:00 WEIRD LIL DUDES CAMEO!! CAT THERAPY "The horrors i have witnessed will not be forgotten."
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2:30:00 AHHH THIS ARGUMENT IS FUCKING KILLING ME - FUCKING IDIOTS, ALL OF THEM (affectionate)
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2:32:29
Frustrated Dani: "I am Dani of the Per Aspera, and without the ship I am nothing."
Tiny, sad Kyana: "That's not true."
"Smart Wizard Boy doing whatever he does, Girl with the arms cutting through squids" <3 <3 <3
Dani Season is putting me into emotional distress, i love that girl sm
Crying Kyana :(
The crew of the Per Aspera is so autistic (beloved) (affectionate)
OKAY I AM AT 2:42 AND JUST A FEW THOUGHTS 1) I really didn't think this whole episode would just be very emptional roleplay. This is unexpected but not unwelcome. If there is a combat in the last hour ill be v surprised. 2) I love VR-LA a lot but I feel like I get Dani and eughegegh frustrating. I cant even articulate it well, but i feel like everytime they're on the same page VR-LA pulls back 3) Vhas doing his best to bring people back down to the practical issues at hand is very relatable to me and how i react to conflict.
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2:42:28 "The ship is alive. When I fixed it up in brass, it was a hunk of junk that was dead. Now it's a living thing that started doing odd jobs and has grown to something more because of everyone who is on it. And I can't control that - I can just work with it. And it's frustrating-" "I am giving you the option to control it. Right now." "No! You're giving me the option to walk away from the only thing that's ever mattered in my life and I am not taking that goddamn choice." "What do you mean? The ship is yours!" "Wait, wait, Dani, are we the ship?" "Yes! Everyone is the ship. The crew is part of the ship. That's what I've trying to say." AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SCREAMING YELLING SOBBING CRYING FREAKING OUT
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DKFK the crew is just doing this:
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2:47:43 "I will follow your lead, Captain." YESSS VINDICATION!!!
jyfkfmfk VR-LAs Reaction (affectionate)
"I am so anxious all the time." me too, VR-LA, me too. Absolute Mood.
"You need a hug, mate." "NOT FROM YOU." KFKFKFK i would take a Vhas hug 👀
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God no one on this crew is good at communication, i love these stupid kids
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2:51:39
Vhas: "I think I know what it is", Vhas is gonna lean in a lil closer, "Come on, right in the kisser!"
VR-LA: "OH THANK YOU."
kdkffkfln i love these stupid fucking boys sm, what utter idiots <3
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3:16:22
Dani: "I am already paying all of our dock fees and making sure the ship isnt falling apart for the last 4 seasons, so maybe I can still handle being the face of the Per Aspera."
Kyana: "Wow four seasons already.... autumn was my favourite." That joke did not get anough recocgnition on the show
ohh true👀👀 Dani being the captain now means Davion owes her a dance once he gets his ship back
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dkfkfk Vhas reminding Dani to talk about money
KYANA IS CARRYING HOW MUCH FUCKING GOLD?? SCUSI??
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ahhhhh the dani-oto conversation gives me feeelings. I enjoy Oto so much, what a funky character. An asshole, but a Character i love
The ship belongs to Dani!! What a genuine fucking joy!! I'd consider Dani season an absolute success
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Debrief and then we fight more squids! i am way less stressed and way more excited, Let's murder the Brains!!
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There’s a nudge on her arm. “Hey, Allura, wanna see something cute?”
Allura looks over in interest. She would like to see something cute.
“Yes,” she says. Keith grins at her.
“Watch this. Hey, Lance.”
Lance doesn’t look up from his sewing, but shifts a little so he’s pointed vaguely in Keith’s direction. “Yeah?”
“Sharks are the most dangerous thing in the ocean, right?”
“What? No!” Lance doesn’t even take the time to stick his needle in the fabric like he usually does, shoving the whole project to the side and turning to face Keith fully. He’s all fired up, brown eyes narrowed and serious and hands waving all over the place.
Allura hides a smile in her hand.
“Sharks are the least dangerous things in the ocean! They’re just big dumb fish, doing their best! And they do such a good job, too!”
“Good job doing what?” It’s Pidge who asks, as she throws a blanket over her shoulders and settles in. She, too, has recognised this part of Lance — the passionate part, the teaching part. The most lively and excited part of him. He’ll keep going until he’s stopped, and he won’t be stopped any time soon — as Allura does a quick glance around the room, she sees the rest of the team making themselves as comfortable as possible, sappy smiles on their faces, just watching Lance lecture.
“— so they don’t even realize! It’s not their fault. If you want to talk about real dangers of the ocean, there are lots! Freaking dolphins, for starters, the buttheads. They suck.”
It’s Coran who speaks up next, leaning close to Lance and looking positively delighted about everything he’s saying. Unsurprisingly, considering Coran’s interest in biology. “What is a dolphin, dear?”
“The menace of the sea!” Lance throws his hands up as he says it. “They’re horrible Coran, horrible!”
A moony sigh comes from beside her. Allura glances over at Keith, eyebrow raised, to see his chin resting in his hand, as he stares at Lance with the most besotted face she’s ever seen on a person. She’s starting to think Keith had a more selfish reason for getting Lance all excited.
She snorts to herself. Of course he did.
“— and, they intentionally inject themselves with pufferfish venom to get high! That’s not actually a big deal, though. It’s kinda funny. The real problem is the shark murder, because dolphins suck. But —” he brightens considerably, grabbing his tablet and running over to the console at one end of the room. He syncs them, and a hologram flickers to life on the wall, reflecting the home screen of the tablet. Lance opens the ‘photos’ app, selecting a folder called ‘spooky ocean stuff 👻’.
“There’s way scarier stuff in the ocean! Look!” A picture of a horribly long creature with dozens of tentacles pops up. “This is a colossal squid! They were once thought to be extinct, but they’re not! They’re real! They’re usually about 45 feet long as adults, and often fight and eat sperm whales as well as each other! They’re cool. Next is my favourite, arguable the only dangerous sharks — bull sharks — but in their defense they’re not really dangerous, they’re only in this folder because I love them and talking about them.”
“That’s true,” Hunk whispers. “He loves bull sharks. Once a swarm of them came real close to the shoreline by his house, and he tried to swim with them. I thought his mother was going to have an aneurysm.”
Shiro chuckles. “I have no issue believing that.”
Allura doesn’t either.
“Oh oh oh and you know the Alaskan Bullworm from Spongebob? Well, let me tell you, it’s not that far off from reality —”
He continues on like that, sliding through photo after photo of terrifying Earth creatures, each scarier than the last. Allura is particularly perturbed by the blue-ringed octopus.
“—and the best part is, there’s more to discover! We’ve only searched about five percent of Earth’s oceans, so there’s lots more to learn about!”
Allura blinks. “All of… that,” she says, “that’s only five percent?”
Lance beams. “Yep!”
“That’s horrifying.”
“Yep!”
“That’s so cute,” Keith sighs under his breath, and Allura assumes he’s talking more about Lance’s beaming smile and flapping hands and less about the fact that he lives on a danger planet. She grins, shaking her head fondly.
What a loser.
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songs to listen to while you’re romanticizing fall, my autumn playlist i’d like to share :) spotify playlist linked at the bottom as usual!
just by radiohead
down the line by beach fossils
fallen down (reprise) from undertale
i wanna be adored by the stone roses
graceland too by phoebe bridgers
tommy’s party by peach pit
smking to dth by cyberbully mom club
strange by galaxie 500
acolyte by slaughter beach, dog
when the sun hits by slowdive
sea, swallow me by cocteau twins
it’s called: freefall by rainbow kitten surprise
private presley by peach pit
plane vs tank vs submarine by tigers jaw
this charming man by the smiths
evil by interpol
a portrait of by sorority noise
paul by big thief
covet by basement
asleep by the smiths
still ill by the smiths
lazyitus by happy mondays
teen age riot by sonic youth
where is my mind? by pixies
maud gone by car seat headrest
best person you know by lowertown
cry by cigarettes after sex
fighting in the car by joe p
say yes by elliott smith
faceless moon by the frights
dealer by lana del rey
no surprises by radiohead
constant headache by joyce manor
change by alex g
don’t look back in anger by oasis
heroes by david bowie
fall for her (nobody else) by runner and bobby
sober to death by car seat headrest
what once was by hers
drunk drivers/killer whales by car seat headrest
little dark age by mgmt
my kind of woman by mac demarco
rivers and roads by the head and the heart
+ more!
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