Getting the spouse to read The Thief and Y'ALL
He's too smart for this.
He's calling it! All of it!! He's picking up the hints and clues the first time thru with zero context!!!
I mean, there was this moment y'all may have seen, but also, just this morning:
"So, the magus is ethnocentric as heck and that whole scene was really gross, but also.... Gen is actually the King's Thief of Eddis, right? That's obvious? I feel like we were supposed to be distracted by all the storytelling and racism, but like.... It's not even subtle at this point."
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"Obviously Ambiades took that food, right? My only question is why Gen let him get away with it...."
And the speculations are off in the right direction, too!
"So why is Gen here instead of with the King in Eddis? He was in prison for a while but nobody seems to be concerned or even aware that the King's Thief is missing from Eddis--at least the magus didn't, and he seems pretty aware of current events. But Gen isn't here on business, because what would Eddis want with Sounis's king's seal? So why is he here and not there...?"
I'm not saying a dang word, yea or nay, and he knows it. He's just speculating out loud, and I quote, "Because I need a witness to having called it when I turn out to be right." (And also because he likes watching me squirm when I'm forced to keep my mouth shut and put on my overdramatic poker face.)
I mean, he's been wrong, too. He's leaning towards "the woman who fell out the window" being a caretaker instead of his actual mom, or the alternate explanation that it was his mom and Gen's family had to flee Eddis for some reason or other, which is why nobody's worried he's gone. But he's also "keeping his thoughts open to new clues." But he's still been on the right trail more often than he's been wrong.
I'm gonna bust a blood vessel over here. He's too smart, guys. He's gonna figure it all out the first run through and I have no idea how.
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One big takeaway from the Bray doc is that he was such a genius but his ideas were constantly held down by old fucking men who thought they knew better. I mean we the fans always knew that when the characters he created lost when they shouldn’t have, it was big dumb Vinny’s fault. But his this makes me so mad we never truly got to see Bray’s creations play out the way he really wanted. Wrestler’s characters are so sacred to themselves, I hope the bookers learn to value their word on what the stories should be over anyone else.
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Based on this and my post-canon Gocho AU where Gojo came back alive and became the Principal. He gave a written test to Choso for Jujutsu High staff recruitment.
😎: Yuuji asked me to teach you more how to live as a modern human. Also if you work here at school you can make a better living with more stable income.
🩸: Yuuji is the kindest kid. He loves me and cares about my well-being *smiles smugly*
😎: He said if you get a stable job as one of the staff then he can finally go to missions alone again without you following him all the time. You annoy him with that so he just tries to get you out of his hair.
🩸: Yuuji is in his rebellious phase.
😎: Whatever. Anyway, I've never seen grades this low before. Even Yuuji's language tests have better results than these. Could it be that you're not good at reading and writing?
Choso can't accept that, as a big brother he needs to set an example for his little brother.
🩸: It's not that. I was just feeling under the weather when I took the test.
😎: Okay. Then let's try again. Read the words in no. 1 and 2. You should be familiar with these since you know them a lot.
🩸: alright.
😎 : How do you read no. 1? (the kanji for Getou)
🩸: Natsuabura (summer oil).
😎: ....
😎: No. 2? It's something you eat with Yuuji before. (kanji for senbei=rice crackers, the word 'before' in Japanese is mae)
🩸: *squinting his eyes, trying hard* Mae...mochi.
😎:
After this Gojo has no choice but to give Choso private tutoring sessions 👀😏
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I agree with you it's so frustrating to see Emily have to purposely hamstring herself to appease the people who don't want to see her have it too good ESPECIALLY because she gets how fun and rewarding it is to do OP stuff when you earn it. Like when you whomp the encounter while remaining strictly within the rules as established by being witty and creative and combining mechanics that are unexpected. Plus the praise Brennan got for deadeye felt a little bit undeserved bc it was a combination of assassin rogue and a homebrew gunslinger fighter that was poorly designed to begin with. Like it's hypocritical to get mad at HER for getting homebrew rules if people are gonna praise Brennan for the same.
Furthermore, Brian Murphy has demonstrated that he's a fantastic DM and he gets how to create enticing and enriching challenges for his players so even if something he created/allowed seemed like it lowered the stakes, he wouldn't let it stay in the game for long!!
This is all put so well. Like most often, everything Emily axford does is completely within the rules of the game because she’s got a great sense for the rules and is extremely clever. Some later bahumia fights are insane because she has so many spells as moonshine and knows exactly how to use all of them and they’re great. I also heavily agree with the point abt Murph, like this whole aggravation of mine was most recently sparked by Emily saying “I was kinda planning to take mounted combatant, but it’s too good so I won’t” and it would be one thing if she and Murph had a conversation where he was like “idk it seems maybe a little broken so maybe we could figure out a way to make it a little less so” but Murph didn’t say that. Emily straight up said “I’m not taking it because people will get mad at me” like that fucking sucks, it’s no one’s business but hers how she plays a GAME.
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Yandere Head Canons:
My Purpose
Mad Scientist Husband x Reader x Yandere Clone
Now your husband, Dorian Goodman, truly believed he was doing you a favor with his newest creation… or should he say creations? He felt like a horrible husband by being away from you for long hours but he was allergic to pet dandruff so that was out of the equation… so why not clean himself? That way you wouldn’t be lonely! He only had his genius to blame for the horror he inflicted on you from this…
So imagine waking up to see your husband laying beside you in the bed still? His arms felt colder than normal and he smelled like preservatives… something was off but you couldn’t put your finger on it… his black hair was still long and beautiful just like his dark lashes. But something in your gut told you this wasn’t him.
And that’s when the figure beside you wakes up and gives you a bright smile. “I’m Dee. I’m your husband’s clone to keep you company while he’s away.”
You never shot up from the bed so fast to call your husband. You were extremely upset with him for creating a replica of himself rather than spend time with you himself… the nerve!
But your husband reassured you it was fine. That Dee was essentially him in every single way and that Dee could be your companion. He brushed off your concerns on this being cheating since Dee was a complete biological copy of Dorian himself but Dee could be deactivated by Dorian’s voice… it frustrated you. Why couldn’t he just leave his silly inventions behind and just spend time with his own spouse once and awhile? You were so lonely in this mansion…
But you didn’t take your frustration out on Dee. The poor clone was as clueless as you but he insisted he was created to serve you. Dee’s purpose was to take care of your needs
Dee would clean around the house and do the yard work. He was the complete opposite of the stoic Dorian. He felt more like a real human being than your own husband… minus how abnormally cold he was. He didn’t talk much but he was there. You started to grow attached to him
You spent a lot of time with Dee. He’d cover you with a blanket if you sat in your reading nook to read, he’d brew you your favorite coffee/tea, and he’d rub your shoulders. You constantly had to tell Dee that it was okay. That he didn’t have to be at your every beck and call but he would always say, “you’re my purpose.”
And Dee took notice of your sexual frustration when he peaked in on you touching yourself in the privacy of the bathroom within the glass shower walls. Curiosity began to settle in him. The cute whimpers and cries from your lips stirred something within him and he pushed the door open
You nearly screamed when Dee entered the bathroom, the only place he wasn’t beside you. But what shocked you more was the large erection in his gray joggers. It seemed he was more human than you thought and you were aching for something inside of you…
You let Dee have his way with you. He truly was a copy of your husband from how much he stretched you. Dee felt so good. He was so big and he was so strong. And he oddly smelled like your husband now… like clean linen and citrus. It was comforting and sexy. It was like Dorian was with your right now. Like Dorian was inside of you.
And in your passion it spilled from your lips once your orgasm rocked through you. Three little words that changed Dee forever, “I love you.” Dee held you while he rode you through your orgasm until his finally came. His strong arms held you up and his cheeks were filled with color. You loved him. You loved him. Dee didn’t want to ever be deactivated. Des wanted to be with you.
Dee would big spoon you every night. His large body pressed as close to yours as physically possible. There was a change in him. He was starting to become warm. Warm like a furnace. It was strange…. Dee became more and more human as the days turned to months. Your texts to your real husband became less and less but he probably didn’t even notice since he was busy with his inventions.
Dee would make you breakfast every morning and have his face between your legs to please you while you ate. Breakfast and sex became the norm for you and him. It felt so wonderful to feel wanted again. And every time, Dee begged you to tell him how you loved him. He would do anything to you to hear those words. Anything.
A shame you started to neglect your real husband. Dorian was shocked to see you folded up in a pretzel in your bed while Dee slammed into you like a mad man. This wasn’t what the clone was built for. He wasn’t built to fuck you. What the hell?
And that’s when Dee gave him a smirk. It was like looking in a mirror except there was something terrifying behind those ice blue eyes. Something sinister and Dorian didn’t like it at all. Dorian needed to get rid of Dee quickly… Dorian gave Dee one last look before he walked out of the room before you noticed
Dee kissed your head as he tucked you in. “I’m going to go get some water, okay?”
Dorian waited in the kitchen for Dee to come to him and the clone did. Dorian and him stared at each other for a few minutes before Dorian sighed.
“Deactivate.” Dorian told Dee but the clone remained standing there menacingly rather than deactivating like he was supposed to. “I said deactivate-“
And that’s when Dee launched himself toward Dorian and began to strangle him. His ice blue eyes filled with glee as the color slowly drained from Dorian’s face. An evil smirk on his face.
“It’s my purpose to make (your name) happy and there not happy with you so you can’t deactivate me anymore.” Dee whispered in Dorian’s ear. “They don’t love you. They love me.”
Dee ended up burying Dorian in the backyard before you woke up. He didn’t want you to be sad about your old husband any longer….
Dee slipped the ring he took off Dorian’s finger onto his. The shiny gold band now proudly on display. A smile on his face. Your real husband was with you now and he’d make you happy.
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