In Fortpeat News: Their Next Project?

We have next to nothing to go on right now BUT it would seem like we will be hearing imminently about Fortpeat's next series.

(*CUE DELIRIOUS LEVELS OF UNHINGED EXCITEMENT*)

In a recent live Peat hinted that information on a new project would be coming soon. As of yesterday, MeMindY have also formally announced two new upcoming projects based on MAME's novels. Apparently there's been filming taking place by the sea. Something's a brewin' and it's hard not to indulge in my wildest delusions.

I've certainly been highly anticipating these two acting again. With the recent update, I'll be living constantly and perilously on edge until we get an official announcement to confirm this. Because how 'soon' is SOON exactly? News could drop at any goddamn moment.

Something about this also makes me ever so slightly sad too, because it means finally closing the chapter on these two as Sky and Prapai, and welcoming the start of a new era for them as two different characters.

So start making your wish lists dear friends. What are we hoping to see in this new series? All I desperately pray for is that this isn't a misdirect. PLEASE for the love of god, give us the goodies.

I had an upsetting dream last night.

look at you, you're gorgeous!

this manatee looks like it’s in a skyrim loading screen

this is what everyone has been saying!! no one is looking at celebrities for political statements, but they should and must use their platform to amplify the voices of those who need and most importantly be against this genocide!!

Stayed gone but vox narrates his passive aggressive insecure ass scrolling text from the bottom of his broadcast 👊💥📺

i have so much rage in me one day i think i will explode. i dont think i know how to forgive as much as i know how to forget

shoutout to the "foolproof" bread recipe I fucked up entirely for inspiring this

A report just came out from a Palestinian hostage saying he was strapped with bombs and sent into a Hamas tunnel, with Israel prepared to blow the tunnel up with his body if fighters were found inside and yet people are still making the “Hamas uses human shields” arguments that have been confirmed to be a myth with no supporting evidence

because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?

the history book on the shelf is always repeating itself

im already at the south downs cottage guys, catch up

I now disagree with that post that went something like "to make high schoolers laugh post pandemic you have to kill someone" because when I was clocking out of work today I overheard my coworkers, two high school boys, joking around. One said "hey bro...literally me when im making pizza..." He was in fact making a pizza, that's our job. They both laughed like beavis and butthead and repeated it a few times.

God, I love the art this season so much. Not just because it's fucking gorgeous, (which it is.) But. like. look at this.

The Trio of Goblin Badasses (otherwise known as the Gukgak family):

First of all. Pretty. Second of all, look at their facial features. Riz's got his dad's ears, but his mom's nose. Sklonda's jawline and Pok's dark brows. This kid is the spitting image of his parents, a perfect combo of the two. Just like Kalina said in Sophomore Year.

I Just Think It's Neat.