Also, last thing I'm gonna say, but like.

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If they get a season 3, and provided Con is willing and able to return, Izzy's gonna come back. I have no doubt about it. Not only because Izzy's such a fan favorite but also because a rebirth would absolutely fit his character arc. Plus, why would they bring back mystical, magical Buttons in the last ten seconds and have him land on Izzy's grave (rather than the inn itself if he's meant to symbolize Ed changing) if that's not the insinuation we're meant to take away from it?

I'm calling it now. What I see happening is, Izzy coming back will be what spurs Ed and Stede to rejoin the Revenge, all three of them together, and maybe, probably, also Buttons. I mean. The boat is still called the Revenge (or, the New Revenge? Possibly?) If what we're meant to take away from the show is the importance of moving past our childhood trauma and insecurities and biases as a way to gain true self-actualization and freedom, we can't rely on Revenge. The boat itself, even if he's no longer on it atm, is still Stede's*, is still tied to Stede's feelings of inadequacy. But it wasn't meant to be a pirate ship. He wanted to bring his family. He just wanted to live at sea. The piracy came after, and tbh was always tinged with Stede trying to recreate what he lost in failing to bring his family with him. Stede KNOWS what he wants. He wants family and community and understanding and respect. But he's still so caught up in his feelings of inadequacy and what he thinks masculinity is supposed to look like that he's still going about trying to get it all wrong. That still hasn't really been resolved. He still has some figuring out left to do.

And you know what? So does Ed. Mr. Edward "As soon as my daddy issues rear their ugly head I'm right back to being the killer he made me become" Teach. Neither of them have found the balance either of them really need. The inn isn't self-actualization; it's a distraction. It's a detour rather than their final resting point, and I think they're going to realize it very quickly (the inn isn't family or friends or community, it's a rotating cast of strangers. It's isolation masquerading as company). They have each other now, and that's important. Having a stable foundation is important for the work they still have to do (I think if we get a season 3, we're not going to see our Dads divorce anymore, at the very least). But as for how to finally actually figure out what they want and need from life, they're gonna need help.

And you know who would be PERFECT to set the example? Izzy. Izzy 2.0. Izzy, who literally died at the peak of his own journey of self-actualization and miraculously, magically came back to life having realized what it is that makes living and dying worth it.

To paraphrase, Zheng Yi Sao said that the sea is cleansing, to which Buttons cheerfully and loudly agreed. That's why the inn isn't their final stop. Buttons came back. Buttons, who ties together the concept of change to what the sea symbolizes. Buttons, who landed, not on the inn, but on Izzy's grave.

*Also so, so fitting to me to see Frenchie (with his box in his mind that he puts all the bad stuff in and never looks at it again) at the helm of the New Revenge. Just putting that out there, it's interesting to me is all.

OKAY but everyone who is saying have kit and ty meet up in sobh now and just don’t write twp-

JUST NO there are so many other plots we need solved in twp, the tlbotw epilogue, the whole clave situation that going on rn, thule, whatever’s going on on fairy?!? LIKE THERE ARE SO MUCH REASONS WHY WE NEED TWP and not just for kit and ty reunion. I need twp for my sanity she can’t leave all those cliff hangers for us. like I do get wanting the kit and ty reunion now but we have to be patient! we’ll all appreciate the wait when the masterpiece that is twp comes out

Having Feelings about Elementary again

In my mind, the best Holmes/Watson relationship out of all the adaptations. Obviously I love most iterations of the relationship from the 2009 one to House/Wilson to even Poirot/Hastings. But Elementary feels like the only one that is so focused in how instrumental these two are in helping each other grow and develop. How Joan honing her skills demystifies Sherlock's abilities but makes him all the more impressive because this means it didn't just come naturally, he had to practice and improve his skills and he's so adept he's able to teach them.

It's not like Holmes isn't annoying and at times insensitive and whatever else at the end of it, it's not like he was completely devoid of compassion before he met Watson. It's the fact that you can telegraph the effect they have on each other in everything from how they relate to other people to how they dress. They're not just friends, they're not just partners, they're fully soulmates.

Elementary wasn't a perfect show, it was very flawed and at times incredibly annoying but I can't believe my favourite Holmes/Watson dynamic was hidden away in a CBS copaganda procedural. I miss it so

Okay listen: I know Show!Curtain adopting SQ leaves us with enough to talk about, but hear me out:

AU where all of the executives (Jackson, Jillson, Martina, and SQ) are Curtain’s adopted kids.

Because the way their characters act would fit perfectly in that context.

✨ Unhinged Rant Below: ✨

I think that you’d actually change very little about the show characters, and they would fit perfectly into the dynamic that would develop if Curtain adopted all of them:

SQ: SQ would be the favorite (because he reminds Curtain of Nicholas) and yet, this causes his siblings to resent him and SQ still feels inferior for not being as good as the rest of them at things he’s been taught to value (e.g., being strong, good at exams, emotionally invulnerable, etc.). It also makes his special moments with his dad (when they do art together) feel less special, because he wishes it didn’t come at the expense of his siblings. Curtain, because of his relationship and experience with Nicholas, tries to cultivate separate relationships with his children individually and does nothing to encourage them to bond with each other (because in his messed up worldview, Curtain actually believes that this is doing them a favor). This leaves SQ feeling even more guilty, misunderstood, and isolated. And yes, as a little kid, he did draw pictures for everyone in his family, and everyone (Curtain included) still has the crayon drawings little SQ made of the five of them together looking happy (though no one, Martina especially, would ever admit to saving the drawing or wishing that it could be their family’s dynamic in reality).

Martina: Martina, as the youngest, would constantly fight to be the best, be the favorite, and win her dad’s approval. Unfortunately for Martina, she’s the one Curtain relates to the most, so he unconsciously projects himself onto her, except Curtain hates himself, so he’s both proud of and disappointed in Martina but can’t articulate why (and he can’t tell Martina how proud he is of her without being vulnerable, so he never does). Martina is super jealous that SQ is clearly the favorite, and although she’s not as good at art, makes sure she’s better than him at everything else. Curtain recognizes her talent and has her in mind to be his successor, but ends up putting more pressure on her instead of giving positive feedback, which makes Martina more desperate to win his approval, and all the more devastated when she fails. Plus, Martina never gets the chance to question whether being Curtain’s successor and following in his footsteps is really what she wants, she just feels like it’s what her dad values her for so she’s afraid to let it go. So naturally, when Kate, Reynie, and Sticky get to the institute and start showing her up academically and athletically, she does not take it well (and might even actively try to sabotage SQ’s friendships with them, and have a very “I told you so” attitude when they are all revealed to be spies).

Jackson and Jillson: Jackson and Jillson don’t get projected on quite as strongly as Martina and SQ (although the fact that they are so close sometimes reminds Curtain of himself and Nicholas). They’re the oldest and technically adults at this point, so while they still try to win Curtain’s approval, they aren’t as desperate, plus they learned a long time ago that competing to be better than Martina or more beloved than SQ is a losing game, and there are benefits to staying out of the spotlight. They also have a close relationship because once Martina and SQ were adopted, Curtain started viewing Martina as the one best suited to be his successor, and SQ as his favorite, so they both got kinda ignored, but at least they had each other. Curtain’s not thrilled about how close Jackson and Jillson are because he assumes one will eventually betray the other, but he allows their dynamic to develop because it happened naturally, and he’s too focused on his other children to do anything about it. Plus, since they are older and not under so much pressure, Jackson and Jillson try to be good and encouraging older siblings to Martina and SQ, but it’s hard when Curtain has such a strong hold over them, and Jackson and Jillson themselves are still loyal to their father.

Now how did Curtain end up adopting not just one but FOUR children? Because he has the same adoptive instincts that Nicholas has, ESPECIALLY when it comes to children labeled as “unwanted” or “undesirable” or when they remind him of himself or Nicholas (but Curtain would never openly acknowledge that). So he sees Jackson and Jillson, and how all they have in the world is each other (just like him and Nicky once), he sees SQ, who is so sweet and kindhearted (like Nicky), and Martina, who insists on being the strongest and best at everything (like baby Nathaniel), and Curtain’s like: “hm. Yes. I see. These orphans are my children now.”

But even though it comes from a place of love, terribly misguided love as it is, Curtain still struggles to be a good dad. He obviously hasn’t gotten over his own past, and unlike Nicholas, who has Number Two, Rhonda, Milligan, and Miss. Perumal, all Curtain has for help is Garrison, who would probably feel too guilty to even want to get near those kids, and Jeffers, who I’m pretty sure would lose them all after five minutes of babysitting (which would result in Curtain screaming at him over the phone because there are four of them, how do you lose all four of them on an island, SQ is a wanderer, sure, but he can’t run that fast, and Jackson and Jillson are always together, so surely you could have just kept track of one of them? Ok, Martina is a troublemaker, but still, it’s an island, how can you not find her? And then I imagine Jeffers mumbling something about a game of hide-and-seek that got “out of hand”).

Now, of course, there would be a plot line where the siblings come together and actually start acting like a loving family (and Martina and SQ would parallel the twins FOR SURE if that wasn’t obvious already). And Jackson and Jillson, when push came to shove, would finally stand up to Curtain if it meant protecting their younger siblings. And Curtain, after some therapy and hard work (and a stern talking to from his brother) would realize that the way he treated his children was toxic for all of them, apologize, and work towards developing a healthier family dynamic with them. I apologize for all spelling and grammar mistakes. I typed this up very late at night. But I hope you enjoy my incoherent thoughts.

Getting personal here:

I never went to anime cons as a teen. Partially because they were expensive, partially because I had no one to go with, but also because it wasn’t “cool”. I was already seen as a weirdo, I didn’t need to make that reputation worse. The reputation anime itself had at the time wasn’t great, but anime cons themselves? Either you were a deviant for going or something bad would happen to you there. At least, that was my impression.

That changed during my freshman year of college, when I went to Tekko. I saw the joy and love for the same things that I enjoyed and it was like nothing I had ever experienced. I wanted more, but something closer to home.

A few years later, my partner and I went to Colossalcon for a day. That was overwhelming, but fun. We went to Colossalcon a couple more years and, while fun, I never really felt like I could be myself. At the time, I didn’t really know to what extent that meant.

In 2016, we went to Ohayocon for a day, mostly because I couldn’t afford to go for a whole weekend. It was different. The panels were unique. When we left, I said to my partner “we should go next year for the whole weekend”. And we did. It was one of the greatest con experiences of my life. We had fun meeting special guests, everyone was really friendly*. In the Artist Alley, I remember lots of queer flag themed art. This wasn’t anything unique - lots of anime cons I had been to at this point had pride art. But this was the first time I remember seeing the ace flag included. I bought my first ace pride sticker at this con. I felt truly seen. I felt like I could authentically be myself. Even if that meant be anxious, be upset. There was space for me.

From that point on, my partner and I would plan to go to Ohayocon every year. And every year was better than the last. It was memories, both inside and outside the con, that we will cherish forever.

Even in 2021, before the vaccines were widely available, Ohayocon was there in a digital form. It wasn’t the exact same, for sure, but it made a cold, isolating weekend in January 2021 a little bit easier.

We haven’t made it since. We’ve really missed it and have thought about going each year. But, due to COVID, those early weeks in January are tricky. Cases are usually up due to holiday travels and, with my asthma, we haven’t felt comfortable enough to go.

So it breaks my heart to say NOhayocon. But now I have learned about the abusive practices that have been used on senior leadership. I have also learned how senior leadership have tried to change this, and so far no changes have been made. I can’t in good conscience go to a con that is hurting people who have spent their unpaid time and energy to make it a special con to me.

If you are going, please consider that there is a boycott going on and most of the senior leadership who made Ohayocon what it was will be gone.

*Except for one person in an Ohayocon staff shirt who I asked a question about where lining up for an autograph session was. She got really rude and aggressive with me and honestly, made me cry. But there was a calm down area that I went to to recompose myself. And that was the worst experience I ever had in all the years that I went.

a comic/zine about coyotes

probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.

we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."

at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.

the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.

the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.

what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.

here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.

"The dead one! Yeah I haven't thought about her in a long time!"

A little theory I've had about Winter King's original motives based on his heartless comment about Betty and Ice King's original motives for kidnapping princesses in the first place...... clearly she gave off Bad Ex Vibes…

everyone on tumblr @Buggy the 🤡 right now 

“The artist becomes the canvas!” - TMAGP 002: Making Adjustments

nanami kento, who hates dating, and didn’t do much of it in his early twenties. but now, he’s almost thirty, watching all the people he works with settle down, have kids, and he thinks he wants that. so he might as well try.

so satoru sets him up on a few dates — friends of friends, he calls them. and at the end of every one of the dinners, kento goes home empty, exhausted, because he knows what they want is not the same.

still; he thinks maybe he’s being a little self-destructive, maybe too picky, maybe he just got so used to being alone. with satoru’s insistence, he gives all the women another call, invites them over to his apartment.

the first time was a disaster… kento had barely set the dinner on the table before his cat had hissed at her, scratched her down the arm in a thin gash. and though it did draw blood, it was hardly enough to warrant that reaction.

he didn’t even try to stop her as she picked up her bag and left, huffing like she’d been morally offend. kento, though, could only smile to himself in amusement.

because maybe kento was a poor judge of character, a man who was secretly hoping nothing would pan out — but his cat could certainly tell the good from the bad.

it became a little game to him, after that. seeing if anyone could win his pet over, and if they could, perhaps they were the one. his darling animal was a fickle thing anyway. a bit too defensive, quick to bite anything threatening after years on the streets.

naturally, no one came back twice.

he was close to giving up, accepting his solitude because he was tired of empty conversations over dinner. but then, he ventured out over the weekend to a new coffee shop, during hours he normally didn’t spend out of his home, and met you.

though you only talked for a moment, kento felt like maybe he’d known you in a past life. a part of him thought maybe it was strange, the way he kept coming back to talk to you, catching you at the end of your shift to see if you wanted to grab a coffee sometime.

by the second date, kento started to think you could turn out to be his best friend.

by the third date, kento wondered if soulmates were real.

on the fourth date, almost two months later, an appropriate time to get to know someone when you were as reserved as kento, he invited you over for dinner. it was, perhaps, the final confirmation he needed to let himself be with you.

he let you through the door, smiling softly as you told him about the book you were reading, and hung his coat on the rack. a moment later, you stopped, distracted, hands covering your mouth in a gasp.

“kento! she’s the cutest cat i’ve ever seen, you didn’t even show me pictures!” you exclaim, and, a few feet away, crouched down. “look at her pretty eyes…”

“careful,” kento said, “she’s not very—“

but the cat approached your outstretched hand, sniffed once, before letting you scratch her under her chin, purring loud enough for kento to hear across the room.

“shes such a sweetheart, you told me she was mean!” you smiled, making a cooing noise as you threaded your fingers through her fur. “kento’s a liar, isn’t he… you’re so precious.”

a few moments later, she snapped her jaw at you in a biting motion, and you only laughed, withdrawing your hand. “alright, i get it, i won’t bother you anymore.”

though she still brushed against your legs, just as she did kento’s, and seemed to communicate some sort of message to him.

“do you want any help cooking?” you ask, tucking your hair behind your ears. “i’m a disaster in the kitchen, but—“

“sure,” kento said, his chest tightening as he blinked back at you, only in his apartment for minutes and already looking as at home there. he wondered if it was possible to fall in love so quickly. “but only if you want to.”

just found the funniest stickers to put on my car

i think one of the things the pjo show has understood the best so far is specifically the isolation and insecurities that come with being neurodivergent, and how it reflects onto percy. the book touches on it a lot, but i think rick really wanted to push percy's own internal struggles more obviously to the forefront for the show.

Percy references again and again how inattentive and zoned out he is constantly, and how he blames himself for being stuck in his own world. He feels crazy and misjudged by everyone around him just for having what everyone else presumes is a very active imagination, hyperactivity, and a brain that works differently. and when people do acknowledge his differences, even attempting to spin them positively to him, like Sally and "Mr. Brunner," it only makes him feel worse, because again the only thing they can tell him is that he's "special," inherently other, something he's come to associate with being an embarrassing and shameful thing, with Nancy calling him "special" as an insult. I've seen "special" thrown at nd kids as an insult by their peers over and over again since I was little. So Percy can't help but believe it's a negative thing, no matter what the adults that do support him in his life try to tell him, because it's been internalized that he's just different in a way that's bad and inferior, and that that there's a reason he's lonely and troubled and delinquent. Even if it was a positive thing, like Sally and "Mr. Brunner" insist to him, he feels inherently isolated and confused and wrong in the mortal world for being different, and like there's nothing that can change that or make him normal.

We see Percy break down in front of Sally after being expelled about how he's terrified something's irrevocably wrong inside him now. And his immediate reaction of rage and confusion when the only thing she can tell him, once again, is that he's special. And I think that is really going to resonate with a generation of nd people who've experienced these types of scenarios.

'only boring gays survived the AIDS crisis' on top of being just an insanely horrific and dismissive sentiment to have, is also weirdly acephobic? Like you can only make good art if you have a bunch of sex?

HMMMMM bakugou being just. the absolute picture of sin.

he works overnight and comes home early in the morning, around 3 or 4 am or so, and you greet him and give him a kissy and ask how it all went. and even though it's still dark outside and he's been working for twelve hours—he's still coming off patrol, right ? so he's still got some energy left, and he eats something and takes a shower and winds down as you fall back to sleep.

and it's not until much later in the day that he wakes up, early afternoon, and you're kind of tiptoeing around so that he can get his much-needed rest. you slip into the closet of your bedroom for something and you think you're gonna get in and out without a sound, but his hearing is so attuned to just about anything and everything at this point.

so rough and raspy, he grunts out, "what're y'lookin' for?" and you whip around real fast and he's just—

half sitting up in bed, bare back leaning against the headboard. an arm behind his head, so that his bicep is tense and round and stone-solid. stretched like that, his obliques are more prominent, taut and rippling up the side of his ribcage. he must have gotten hot while passed out, as he usually does, because the comforter is all askew; one of his legs is bent, the fine hair a dark gold in the waning day; the other is hanging off the bed, lightly swinging as he watches you, and the blanket has come down enough that you can see the bulge of his thigh muscles beneath his stupid tiny black boxer briefs.

and he's just so. man. in every single way.

(his hair is flat on one side, too, and his eyes are still a little puffy from sleep—but you think that adds to it, all in all)

Brozone reunion concepts for this little thing based on this ask

As stated in the ask idk fully how this moment would go, this concept was mostly building off the premise presented within the ask :D

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