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tweltchy · 2 years
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Ugh. One thing I'll never forgive the Buffy intros for is getting rid of the scream in later seasons. Why would you do that????
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gunnerfc · 18 days
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Mackenzie Arnold NSFW Alphabet (18+, minors DNI!)
A: Aftercare
Gets you anything you need and will help you clean up before you two relax after sex
B: Body Part (their favorite body part of themselves and their partner)
Mackenzie’s favorite body part is her hands, she’s a goalkeeper, she has to have good hands and she knows how to make you cum so hard with just her fingers
Her favorite body part of yours is your chest, she’ll leaves marks all over your chest and she finds it really attractive how no one else can see them but she knows they are there and she can’t stop smirking every time she looks at your chest
C: Cum (anything to do with cum)
It drives her crazy feeling you suck her fingers off after she made you cum
D: Dirty Secret 
She has multiple videos of her fucking you that she rewatches all the time when you’re apart and you always know when she watched them because she’ll text you asking if you’re free
E: Experience (Are they experienced? Do they know what they are doing?) 
She’s experienced!
F: Favorite Position 
Mackenzie has a few but her favorite is a tie between you sitting on her face or you bent over something
G: Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous?)
She’ll make some jokes here and there in the build-up but in the moment, she’s serious and only focused on how she’s making you feel
I: Intimacy (How intimate are they during the moment?)
Mackenzie is very intimate with you even though she can be quite rough
J: Jack off (Masturbation HC) 
She’s not going to tell you not to or anything, but she knows it won’t feel the same as when she’s the one making you cum
K: Kink (One or more of their kinks) 
Praising, she loves giving you praise but she also loves hearing you tell her how good she’s fucking you
L: Location (Favorite place to have sex)
She prefers the privacy of your apartment but there are times when she just doesn’t care and you two end up fucking in a bar bathroom
M: Motivation (What turns them on?) 
When you praise her, any time really but especially when she has a really good save in training or a game
N: No (Something they wouldn't do)
Mackenzie isn’t sharing you with anyone, she hates the idea of people flirting with you when you go out, there’s no way she would let someone else make you cum
For her to even consider a threesome, it would have to be with someone she really trusted and knew would be respectful (so someone like Alanna)
O: Oral (Preference on giving or receiving)
Giving, she’ll give you back-to-back orgasms before she switches to something else
P: Pace (Fast & Rough? Slow & Sensual?) 
It changes but for the most part, it’s fast and rough
Q: Quickie (Thoughts on quickies) 
They happen sometimes when neither of you can wait, but Mackenzie prefers being at home where she can have more time
R: Risk (Are they open to experimenting) 
She’ll try whatever you want to try
S: Stamina (How many rounds) 
You two go for a couple of longer rounds
T: Toys 
Just one strap but it’s used all the time
U: Unfair (Do they like the tease)
She loves to tease you, either with her words or her actions
V: Volume (How loud are they? What sounds do they make) 
Not loud at all, you’re definitely the loud one between the two of you
W: Wild Card (Random HC)
She got caught staring at your chest during training one time and played it off but she was smirking to herself because she knew under your training top were loads of hickies
Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
It’s on the higher side
Z: ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)
You two are usually up for a little bit after sex and fall asleep around the same time
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issacballsac · 8 months
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“Being Ben’s S/O„
He’s a bit dramatic at times but that doesn’t stop him from being the best boyfriend to you! Gn reader (I rlly hope I got his character right)
Reilly | O’Really
Forces you to help him bleach his hair
Has a mini panic attack when his roots start growing back in
As you may or may not know he bleached his hair to differentiate himself from Peter so he would be pissed if his natural colour came back too fast
“Is that brown I see?”
“What. No, where? Are you serious, I just bleached it!”
If you are a frequent gym-goer he’d go with you
Y’all are each others spotters
“You got this, lift it!”
“I’M TRYING.”
If you don’t go to the gym often/not at all it’s alright he’d encourage you to go with him but would respect if you didn’t want to
Platonic or romantic relationship doesn’t matter he’s def gossiping with you especially about spiderverse shit
“I was just assigned on another mission and everything cause some kid came here and prevented Pavitr’s canon event and now wants to prevent his own canon event! Can you believe it?”
“Ben. What the fuck is a canon event?”
Can’t keep a secret
If you ever took him in a date to the carnival he’d start crying
Average bumper cars enjoyer
Very dramatic but if you lived the life he did you’d prob be seen as a bit dramatic too
In addition to this it would prob take a while before he tells you his entire past
Like he’s given you parts but never the whole thing
Give him time and he’ll tell you eventually
Shares headphones with you to show you his music taste and Vice versa
You guys have matching jewelry of some sort
Necklace, ring(non-marriage), bracelet, etc.
Comic Ben no, because his thoughts are written out in the narration box, but spider verse Ben narrates out loud while you guys are on a date or even just hanging out
No matter if your clothes fit him properly or not he’s wearing them just cause
Ofc he’d let you wear his too granted his closet isn’t very…diverse?
He doesn’t have bad fashion sense but like his closet is hella empty 💀
That hoodie though…🦀
Gives little kisses every morning even if you didn’t fall asleep together he’ll make sure to give you the routinely morning kiss
I see him as more of a little spoon? Feel free to disagree but I feel like he would want to be in your arms regardless if ur arms are slim or muscular
He DOES NOT CARE about appearance or anything like that bro jus wants someone to love him FR😭
Back to the silly shit
He cries during romantic movies
Especially if it’s a tragic one
His sobbing ruins the movie FR💀
“God—Ben can you cry quieter?”
“I’m sorry I just can’t believe she died before he could even tell her his feelings!”
Ugly crier fs
Isolated himself from the world after watching the notebook for the first time
Loves playing iMessage games with you especially 8ball and cup pong
He definitely cheats in Uno
Whether or not you help him cheat is up to you
Just know if you call him out on it he’s not talking to you for like a week
If your a regular dude he likes to show off with his powers and everything
If you’re a hero/villain/vigilante etc. he still shows off perhaps even more than before especially when your out doing whatever your doin💀
I could rlly talk abt him forever
He’s actually pretty smart just not in a common sense way
He’d make you come with him to get his ears pierced bc he’s a pussy
I love him and he IS hella strong and shit but he would definitely be too afraid to get his ears pierced
Getting thrown into a car? No problem!
Needle near ear? No.
He can cook a lil bit
No chef but if you want chicken and rice he WON’T give you food poisoning!😁🫶
Better at making drinks
Likes cuddling with you, watching random YouTube videos, and eating goldfish
Has a ritual of rewatching all Jersey Shore seasons at least once every month
Idk if it’s canon but he def doesn’t have a drivers license and you drive him everywhere💀
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lightwise · 5 months
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Hunter’s Lies and Leadership in Aftermath
(Plus some misc thoughts)
Decided to do a quick little rewatch of Aftermath yesterday morning, and noticed something I haven’t paid attention to before.
(First, I have to say that one of my favorite moments out of the entire series is the first exchange between Hunter and Crosshair when Cross is still in his right mind—“Crosshair, let’s get these tanks moving!” “Sir, yes sir.” Just brings a smile to my face at their lighthearted snarkiness every time. These are their real, unburdened personalities. Ones we haven’t gotten to see since.)
As for what I noticed, I realized how much Hunter lies throughout the episode, and easily. His wartime leadership skills are at their strongest here, the easy, confident, calling-the-shots tone that designates his position as squad leader. He knows his men, he knows what they’re capable of, and he knows what needs to be done in order to accomplish a goal. He’s tactical, perceptive, quick thinking and responsive to what is happening around him even as he is also internally processing things that don’t make sense to him. (This is in stark contrast to his reserve and indecisiveness in season 2, which I’ll save for another post).
However, as close knit as the group is, and as honest as we know the Batch is and that Hunter is not intentionally manipulative, he immediately, easily, and without hesitation lies multiple times. The first time is to protect Caleb as he leaps over the waterfall and Crosshair then comes up asking where he went.
“Where’s the Jedi?”
“I stunned him when he jumped. He didn’t make it.”
Hunter knows something is up with Crosshair, though he doesn’t know what. And he wants Caleb to be safe. But his instant response is a straight up lie and he doesn’t even waver in delivering it. He furthers the lie on their return home when Crosshair questions him about it. He knows Crosshair doesn’t believe him but he’s not ready to open that can of worms mid flight.
He lies again when they land back on Kamino and a shock trooper asks him if they have a problem with what’s going on. This time though he stutters and is much less convincing in his delivery, I think both because he’s becoming more and more confused at what is going on, and also because he’s now lying to authority and could actually face consequences if he doesn’t give the “right” answer. Regardless, it’s interesting that his nerves shine through here but not when he’s talking to his squad, who would know much more quickly his tells and attitudes than a random trooper would.
His next lie is to Tech during the briefing by Palpatine to all of the clone troopers. This is the first time for this show that we see how Tech pays attention to Hunter’s reactions, and when Hunter sees Omega for the first time, Tech asks him what he sees, and Hunter says “nothing” when he realizes that Omega has disappeared.
He also sort of half lies to Omega when they leave for Onderon, telling her that a mission is a mission and that it’s nothing to worry about. He’s churning inside though. He knows none of this make sense. But of course he’s not going to tell a kid that, he wants to comfort her and make her feel at ease.
All of this makes me wonder—is this something Hunter was used to doing? Is he so used to being the leader who holds everyone together, with no one for him to really turn to, that he’ll do whatever needs to be done to keep the peace or complete their mission objective, even if it means lying to his brothers in the moment? Or is this newer for him and he’s using it as a way to cope with the sudden shift in the situations they are dealing with?
And then Saw Gerrera says something interesting when they’re trying to apprehend him on Onderon. He says to Hunter as the leader of the group specifically:
“Take a look at the group of insurgents you were sent to destroy. Makes you wonder what else they’re lying about.”
Now, I’m not saying that Hunter took this to mean “oh man I gotta stop lying to my crew because that’s what the empire is doing to us and that’s no way to lead.” But, he doesn’t lie anymore through the rest of this episode, nor in the next one. I’d have to watch through the series again to remember if there are any other occasions of him directly lying to the Batch (vs to a stranger to keep them safe). There does seem to be a shift in his demeanor after this though. And Saw’s words seem to help him coalesce his thoughts because he quickly comes to the decision that they are going to get Omega and then desert, and he doesn’t hide this from any of the Batch members, not even Crosshair.
Side note 1: This episode also has some really beautiful indications of how much Hunter cares too: him saying “nice work” to Crosshair after their training session, him yelling “no!” when Caleb and Crosshair are fighting because he’s worried about either of them harming the other, and him telling Omega to stay away from them because their squad is nothing but trouble.
Side note 2: Omega tells Crosshair that she knows what he’s going to do before he’s taken away. Then when they are all gearing up in the hanger and about to go look for Crosshair, she hears footsteps coming and tells them they won’t have to look far. She knows that not only are they about to be found by troopers in general, but that Crosshair specifically will be with them. I wonder if as Nala Se’s assistant she knew what the procedure would be to try and enhance Crosshair’s chip and turn him against them.
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ourflagmeansgayrights · 6 months
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ofmd s2e1 rewatch where i pause to jot down my thoughts and other random shit
not quite a reaction post bc i've already watched the whole thing. not quite a liveblog bc it's one post and it's probably gonna take me a full hour to get through a 28 minute episode at the rate of pausing and typing i'll be doing
s2e1, s2e2, s2e3, s2e4, s2e5, s2e6, s2e7, s2e8
anyway, pirate time:
i love how much fun con is having choking on his own blood
dream!stede's extremely teary face right before he takes off running down the beach is doing psychic damage to me
also dream!stede's stupid ridiculous outfit with all the long ribbons and shit...
ed and stede make contact so hard shjfkhsgjkfd the loud OUGH sounds from both of them
also the return of ed's old beard! i didnt expect to see her at all this season, so that was a surprise.
"babe" "love" im tearing out my own hair
stede has yet to learn that ripping ass near your beloved can be a love language
stede is a terrible fucking roommate just deal with wee john's gas in silence like the rest of them. goddamn.
WHO HAS THE OUR FLAG MEANS DEATH TRAMP STAMP. WHO IS THAT.
i like when the background OST is familiar to me lol the little strings when stede starts his letter throwing me back to s1
olu: that–that's the swede the swede: Im the swede roach: he's single ;) me: *pissing my pants with laughter*
also the direct confirmation that the swede literally doesn't have a name. incredible
shjkfhdhfkj the crew encouraging him. stede's "it's okay" and roach "be brave" im CRYINGGGGG
stede doing customer service is something that can be so personal. "reservation?" "eat my fuckin' shit" "right! walk-ins, then" average restaurant experience
the random background guy saying "my favorite hand!" abt getting stabbed in the hand is making me giggle. i love the humor on this show
why does stede have so much shoulder movement going on when he's walking through the bar. whore behavior.
"this is for mom!" sorry but i want to know more abt whatever's going on there
also the purple mohawk. dope.
buttons is so distressed LET HIM RETURN TO THE SEA THESE CONDITIONS ARE INHUMANE
"i know the odds of you finding this are slim but so were the odds of us finding each other in the first place" IM RIPPING OFF MY OWN SKIN
also stede's lil sad hopeful smile after throwing the bottle... i care him
i love how they make this wedding fucking suck so we don't feel too bad abt the whole massacre thing. "the natural condition of humanity is base and vile. it is the obligation of people of standing, such as yourselves, to elevate the common human rabble through the sacred transaction of matrimony" if i was at a wedding and the officiant said that i'd also start killing people probably
yayy murder montage :)
FANG BREAKING THAT GUY'S SPINE OVER HIS KNEE
the whole cake scene is so fucking funny im sorry. i love u jim drawing the line at attacking a shitty wedding. i love u archie who wasn't here for the good old days so you dont really see a problem with how things are. i love u frenchie with ur box in ur brain that u never open again. i love u fang it's gonna get better i swear. i love u frenchie again bc u just took the cake right out of fang's hands while he was fucking sobbing hfjhgkjhdkjkf
I MISS IVAN JUSTICE FOR IVAN. wish they could've said he'd just fucked off somewhere instead of dying but i think that would've raised the question of why hasn't anyone else fucked off since they all seem so miserable
very relieved that stede isn't taking the racist/antisemitic caricature drawings of ed to make like a boyfriend scrapbook like some people were theorizing. would've been overkill if after episode 4 from last season stede still didn't realize that ed hated these sorts of depictions of him.
INTERESTING DETAIL THO the background music in this scene is "a pirate's life" aka the song frenchie sang in the pilot. it's an instrumental version obviously but yeah i recognize that tune
also more cool background ppl with dyed hair man i love this show
zheng yi sao flirting with olu is so good. he deserves it.
how nice of ed to offer his drugs to the crew. sharing is caring.
also it's so funny to me that the thing izzy is tormented by is ed saying "you can't do the job, someone else will" the toe thing's happened three times and apparently that was fine but the thing the show edits together right before izzy breaks down into the most pathetic aheemheem whimpers isn't any of that it's ed threatening to fire him
also they cut ed throwing knives at izzy!! what the hell.
releasing the clip of izzy crying kinda ruined it for me when it came time to watch it in the show bc i watched it several times since it dropped and now seeing it in context i was like "ok i've seen this already fast forward." i mean i didnt fast forward through it but i did kinda zone out bc i've seen this bit already. this post kinda sums up my thoughts on it
"trifling ingrate plan" dshkjfshgdskhfjkhgkjh
"SEMI-CLEAN WATER"
JACKIE CALLING THE SWEDE "BOO CAKES"
"i know that guy we had breakfast together!" "you'll be having a lot of breakfasts-es together" "oh, okay" i fucking love this whole dynamic like i can tell they're writing the swede out of most of the episodes for budget reasons (sorry nat faxon) but by god do they give him such an excellent fucking send-off. can't wait to see him again when he's in his trophy husband number 20 era
roach is upset abt not being able to cook, buttons is tied up so he doesn't go running back to the sea (i assume). stede you are not giving your crew the environment they need to thrive.
olu being an optimist :)
buttons opens his mouth to drink the rain and in the background u can see roach yanking the rope around buttons back fhdjskgfjhgkjfh STEDE YOUR SEA WITCH CANNOT THRIVE IN THESE CONDITIONS
stede tries to make things sound good in his bottle letters to ed but out loud he says his actual insecurities... it's so fucking tasty tho that he thinks ed could be doing better without him and THAT'S why he's been stalling so much. not afraid for his life even a little bit he just assumes he's not wanted. brb i have to cry now
"im sorry if that's a little bit creepy" "you are creepy" in this scene where they're soaked from the rain. ofmd said this prince ricky guys is creepy and wet.
stede's fucking FACE when prince ricky says "you're my hero" his fucking "clearly you dont own an air fryer" face I CANT STAND HIMMMMMM (affectionate)
prince ricky "these rubes" "men of our standing" yeah i cant fucking stand this guy (derogatory) i love how he's barely even in this episode
stede's face when the swede is talking abt how happy he is with jackie... my man believes in love so much im gonna cry
also in what fucking way does the swede owe them a life debt. roach and buttons literally tried to eat him
izzy's "you know me better than anyone knows me and i daresay the same about you" this is literally so false i dont even know where to begin. izzy in e6 being like "if i didnt know any better i'd think maybe ed might possibly maybe be actually enjoying bonnet's company" while ed and stede are giggling and making each other friendship bracelets. this guy doesn't know ed at all.
also i cant get over how izzy wont make eye contact he's like staring blankly into the middle distance delivering these lines so flatly until he goes to say "i have... love for you" and in that moment he looks like he'd rather ed were feeding him more toes.
"im worried about you, we all are" not gonna lie my dude you've had a weird way of showing it thus far. where was all that worry when you told him he was better off dead than wearing a robe and singing songs?? where was that fucking love then?
and NOW izzy wants to talk it through. izzy literally voted to make blackbeard great again and now he wants to give open communication a chance???
lmao there's a limit to how many characters can be in a bulleted list so here's fucking. part two. on the same post:
ed asking everyone if the vibe is poisonous and fang cant stop crying and ed's face is just like "eh good enough" im fdhksgfkjtdkh
anyway ed with a loaded gun under his chin talking to himself is hurting me so fucking much actually. ed my beloved babygirl for whom i would die. this poor traumatized man. yes he is making this workplace toxic as hell but god. GOD. im gonna throw up.
the way ed is so fucking casual about shooting izzy in the leg. just calm and jovial as he promotes frenchie to first mate. stepping over izzy all crumpled on the floor. everything about this is so fucking good. i mean it's horrible for ed and everyone around him but for me watching the show this shit is DELICIOUS. i love when the pirates get violent and unhinged i love when this shit gets fucked up. ed's mental state is so bad right now and it is causing me severe anguish but also it is so tasty. fuck.
anyway frenchie trying to turn down the promotion fhjkghdfjkhf
the cut to the swede performing the husbandly duties is INSANE. COMPLETE TONAL WHIPLASH. I LOVE THIS SHOW.
"fuck those hammies up!" spanish jackie i love you
black pete why are you so fucking loud AND WHY WOULD YOU JIX IT LIKE THAT???
why is prince ricky so small. he's like a full head shorter than stede. also this guy is insufferable i love how stede just fucking abandons him fhjkgdhkdfghkj
"the calf muscle is the most mysterious of alllll the muscles" what the FUCK does that even mean. oh swede i will miss you
NOSE REMOVAL FUCK YES. I LOVE THIS SHOW.
obsessed with the swede playing dumb. the dramatic gasp. "wow, so bad!" fhjsghdkjf
"aint you that soup bitch?" "im the money bitch" i love women.
sfdsjkh spanish jackie being into double-crossing. and slapping the swede's ass on the way out. i love this show
i love how zheng says "this much indigo is worth three times what i paid" while spanish jackie and the husbands are still like, right there. and they just don't hear that bit. incredible.
OUGH the back of jim's weird rope armor looks like a ribcage that's so cool
i love how jim is so fucking bad at telling this story. i love how the monkey's paw comes into it. i love fang asking them to do the voice. i love archie trying to hold back her laughter i love jim and fang giggling together I LOVE THIS SHOW
ed's fucking voice breaking through his whole convo with frenchie. im tearing out my own teeth
HEY DID YOU GUYS KNOW THEY HAVE POST-CREDITS SCENES IN THIS SEASON?????????? WHAT THE HELL
i take back what i said about jim being bad at telling this story their version is so much fucking better. squeaky voice "I pray to you, Dark Lord, to make me real flesh! I want to be real flesh!" IM FUCKING OBSESSED. JIM I WOULD DIE FOR YOU
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rickyschicky · 8 months
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🌌Void🌌
A Ricky x Fem!Reader (Angst/Fluff)
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Summary: You have been having an extremely hard time for a few weeks, but today was just the one day that topped them all... So Ricky had to step in before he lost you to yourself.
Warnings/Mentions: Depression, Drug usage (prescribed medications), self-deprecation, LOTS OF CRYING, Pet names (Squirt, Honey, Sweetie, Maomao, and Darling), very small amount of violence? 
Hello everyone! I finally have completed my very first ZB1 fanfic and have truly become an official writer of Zumblr! This work has a lot of my emotions or feelings into it and was very self-indulgent when thought of. As many of my previous followers may have noticed, I’ve changed my user to “rickyschicky.” Yes, I’m going to mainly be writing about ZB1 from now on, but no I’ll still write for other groups/idols. But they most likely will be my ult biases or Idols that have a special place in my heart. This fic is coming out a lot later than I originally wanted it to due to a lot of personal things happening in my life. Now that this is released, I’ll be working on a proper pin that has a proper about me, rules for the blog, rules for asks and even an anon list for those who wish to SECRETLY stick around! Im very excited to have my fresh start, so perceive me well, pretty please! Feedback is always appreciated, and if you see mistakes don’t be afraid to send me a DM!
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Cup. Pop. Gulp.
     This routine was normal for you, a dreaded ritual if anything. If you didn’t do this every morning and night, you know your life would be in shambles and unlivable. Curling into your favorite (F/C) blanket, you let out a sigh of emptiness as your feet mindlessly kick around in it. 
Managing depression, sucks.
     Mindlessly watching whatever was playing on the tv, the heart inside of your chest sunk deeper and deeper. Yet anything you put on couldn’t entertain you, not even rewatching your favorite shows. You can’t decide what’s worse; not remembering how many days it’s been since this started, not eating or hydrating enough, or the fact that you have shut all your friends out with your boyfriend being the very next one. You hear your best friend’s custom ringtone blare though your phone speakers at least twice a day, but you couldn’t help but sigh and say, “not today, (F/N)”. Everything from blaring sounds to the soft fabric currently on your fingertips felt like it was hardly there. Your body feels like over-used putty, numb and worn out from so much usage. It’s impossible though, it has felt like you haven’t moved from this spot in months. Who knows the actual time you even were here on the couch of you and your lover’s shared house.
     It’s pitiful how you couldn’t even jump from surprise when Ricky touches your head softly, “I’m home, squirt. I’m sorry I was out late, I wanted to finish getting a certain verse right.’ Only humming in response, you sit up and turn the tv down in an attempt to listen to him. By all means it wasn’t because you weren’t interested, it's far from that. It’s just hard to control your fuzzy mind and have it focus on something emotional at this moment in time. He didn’t like the lack-of response he received, gracefully walking over and sitting next to your cocooned form.
     “(Y/N), honey. Please look at me.” You tear your gaze from the random spot you decided to zone out on and look into his gentle, cat shaped eyes. They were full of concern and distress. You almost hated how he could easily read you like an open book just by the way you act or look. 
     “Sweetie don’t start crying, I am far from mad at you. I just want you to talk to me, tell me what you feel.” Ricky takes no time in using his large thumb to brush away the tears that unknowingly fell from your lash line. He lets his long arms wrap around your figure, pulling you into his comforting lap. 
     The first thought you could even think of through the numerous tears was ‘why am I like this?’. Feeling disgusted with yourself, you choke out a sob harder and limply lay your head on his shoulder. You take your medicine day and night as prescribed, so why are you still feeling like a hollow doll that’s incapable of nothing? Even in the love of your life’s arms, you couldn’t feel an ounce of happiness.
     Ricky sensed this, pulling your chin up and bringing you into a sweet and gentle kiss as he whispers soft praises of how strong you are. “Hey hey hey, don’t work yourself up too much (Y/N). We both know we will feel like shit, and I’ll call Hanbin to let him know I can’t come in to practice because you are just sooo sad.” He gives a cute pout, tickling your sides in mockery. Through your tears, you let out a huff that quickly turns into a squeal. You quickly throw your fists up and start lightly punching him in his wide shoulders and chest in an attempt to get his fingers away from your sensitive sides.
     “The last thing I need is for you yelled at by mother, Shen Ricky.” You scold, feeling a breath of life flow through your veins. It was hard to be upset when he acts silly or in this case: say something utterly stupid and cute. He chuckles, noticing how you were starting to change right before his eyes. He knew he had to continue before you slip back. 
     “Well, I can always bring you to practice?” 
     “Ricky, WakeOne literally won’t let me, even if you beg.”
     You sit in silence before just snorting at his antics. You shimmy out of the blanket and take care to put it around you and him, straddling his lap so you can lay your head on his collarbone right under his chin. Soon your body melts as you go limp once more. Ricky quickly accepted this new position by wrapping his arms around your lower back snugly, giving many annoying kisses to your temples and forehead. He felt you changing again and wanted to halt the process. Deciding this was too annoying right now, you attempt to pull the blanket above your head. Not liking this, your boyfriend quickly grabs the blanket with his teeth and starts tugging on it playfully, tickling your sides ferociously.  
     “What are you, a dog?” 
     “Actually, I’m a cat.”
     You don’t waste a second to jab your hand in his side, hearing him whimper for you to let up and be gentle. He sighs, giving up and letting you hide under the soft fabric, rocking your curled up form that was on his lap. After being together for a while, he knew your limits and when to stop. You just wanted someone to physically be there for you today, so that’s what he will do. Slowly moving the blanket off the top of your head, he gently clears his throat to sing for you in his mother tongue. You voiced to him before you loved hearing him sing so comfortably in his first language and even encouraged him to teach you a few songs in Chinese. 
     Not soon after you were about to pull the blanket over your head, you heard his deep, breathy voice fill your ears. Stopping your current action, you tuck your hair behind your ears so you could hear him clearly (even if you couldn’t understand a single thing coming from his lips), and let your head lay heavy on his shoulder. Sure, Ricky could be a total annoying brat when he wanted to be, but times like this are when you are the most thankful for him. You felt at one of your lowest points and instead of running or simply saying, ‘suck it up’, he stuck around and tried to learn how to take care of you and cheer you up. He took his time learning your needs, favorite activities and foods, and even points of his personality you enjoyed the most. You were his rose, freshly bloomed and bright red with an addicting scent. His romance, the one that made his heart fall in his stomach and bounce of his rib cage with a simple stare and gentle laugh. If he could, you would be carried everywhere in his pocket wherever he traveled. Ricky truly loved you, just for who you are.
     Not a second after he finished the song, you were wiping tears. You didn’t know what tears they really were at this point. You felt numb, but you at least felt something now compared to earlier. Sitting up carefully, you rub your raw puffy eyes to attempt to see him. Blinking rapidly, you saw he had a gentle smile on, your second favorite smile. Nothing could beat his largest, brightest smile he gives when he is bursting with happiness. Leaning over, you connect your sore lips with his thick, plush ones. Ricky’s chest rumbled smoothly under your hands that were propping you up, humming with the small show of affection. 
     “That’s my girl, so pretty even when she is the saddest soul on the planet.” He coos, large hands once again cupping your jaw tenderly. His eyes were sparkling, looking like the softest pieces of boba you have laid your own eyes on. Everything that exuded him at this moment spoke of love and truth. You lay your smaller hands ontop of his, enjoying the warmth of them. 
     “Maomao, let’s go to bed...I’m just really tired after today.” You confess, guilt laced in your voice. His thumb brushed your lip to hush you, smiling sweetly. 
     “There is nothing wrong with that, my darling. Let’s get some good rest and wake up to a new day. Together.” Your boyfriend promises, gently moving his hands to securely hold your thighs as he stands up and starts walking to your shared bedroom. He lays you down like royalty on the bed, swinging you in properly and tucks you in. By the time you were able to focus your eyes, he vanished from the room. 
     After a few minutes, you hear a familiar rattle come down the hallway as he slips in the room once again. He kneels by the bed a water in hand, and a yellow tinted bottle with a white cap on top. Sleepily, you grab the bottle and twist it open, smiling when you see the water bottle already opened and offered towards you.
Cup. Pop. Gulp.
         Managing depression, sucks.
                               But Ricky makes it suck a lot less. 
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i jumped into here so fast for antonio omg,, hello, may i request a rly dramatic fic where reader gets abducted by someone who is obsessed with them. kinda like how in chicago fire, that one guy was obsessed with and took photos of leslie and gabby. thank you <333
stalker- antonio dawson x reader
you don’t know how excited i am to write this, i’m rewatching chicago pd and i literally just watched that episode!
trigger warning: stalking, kidnapping, mentions of sa nothing graphic, getting beat up? threatening texts and calls.
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working and living with your boyfriend is not easy. you joined intelligence a year after antonio did, the job quickly became your life. your best friend and your partner being adam, and a few months after you joined you and antonio got very close.
now here you were 4 years on the job, almost 4 years with your boyfriend antonio. living and working with him made it difficult for you to hide things from him. not that you wanted to hide anything from antonio, you knew he was perfect, and he would do whatever it takes to protect you.
but a few weird texts, didn’t seem like something to bother your boyfriend or any of your team about. you’d been receiving weird texts for almost two weeks now. they read:
i’m so excited to finally meet you
i’ll see you soon
be safe at work can’t have you getting hurt before we meet
i’ll have you forever
now you weren’t stupid, at first you assumed someone had the wrong number as at first glance the messages didn’t seem threatening in any way, you never mentioned it, but you did decided to run the number through your system, but it came up with nothing. so you’d decided it would be best to just block it. so that’s what you did.
then the calls started, at first it was one. you answered, only hearing breathing on the other end. again you decided not to mention anything to anyone, because it wasn’t threatening. there was no risk, or so you thought.
you’d almost been caught out, when your phone began ringing in the middle of the night waking you and antonio from your peaceful sleep, at first glance you both thought you had to go to work. but it was just a random call again, antonio asked you who it was you made up the excuse it was kelly one of your best friends.
then for a few days you didn’t receive any calls, any texts. and your worries vanished almost instantly. you didn’t want to have to get anyone involved because some stupid calls and texts, you know how wound up antonio gets when he’s worried about people he cares about, you didn’t want to stress him out.
then you had another text, after not receiving one for a while and change in the way the message was worded did cause your anxiety to spike slightly, but you’re a detective, you work in the best unit in the city and you live with antonio. you convinced yourself you had nothing to worry about.
until now, you told antonio you’d be home a bit later because you wanted to head to the gym after work then quickly go to the grocery store before coming home. you pulled up outside the gym, noticing a car parked across the car park it looked so familiar. you brushed it off grabbing your gym bag from behind you and got out your car and began walking towards the gym.
being alone in the dark never really bothered you, you’d grew up in new york then moved to chicago. you knew how to defend yourself so walking through a dark empty car park didn’t bother you until you noticed a man walking fairly quickly towards you.
you felt your heart drop as he got closer and his face came into view, you knew you’d seen him before you knew you had. you increased your pace trying to walk faster to get into the gym, but the man’s strides were double yours and he caught up to you quickly.
you felt an hand grab your waist, the man lifted you up but you fought, you fought as hard as you could in that moment. you elbowed, punched tried to bite. anything you could do get free. but the next thing you knew you felt a sharp hit to the back of your head then darkness.
it had been almost 4 hours since you had last spoke to antonio, he was sat on the couch at home waiting up for you. he’dcooked dinner and was waiting to eat with you, so you didn’t have to eat alone when you got in.
but antonio kept glancing down at his phone watching as the numbers changed, it getting later and later without you home, without you having spoken to him. he’d left you a few texts but to no avail you didn’t reply. he sat there worried waiting but when it hit 11:30 he knew something was definitely wrong. and he picked up his phone calling the only person he knows who would do anything to find you. your sergeant, voight.
it was midnight when the team all got to the carpark outside your gym. your car still parked where you left it, phone and gym bag on the floor about 20 feet from your car. antonio could feel the dread and anxiety building up in his stomach. whoever did this, better pray antonio doesn’t get a minute alone with him. the team then began the hunt for you, traffic cams, phone records anything they could get their hands on.
when you woke up, you’d hoped you’d be in your bed snuggled up with antonio but you weren’t, your arms were tied behind your back, duck tape covering your mouth. you could feel the pain in the back of your head. you felt like you’d been struck with a metal pole. you looked around the rooms trying to get any sense for where you were or how long you’d been there but nothing. no windows. just four walls and a heavy door. possibly a storage room? part of a basement?
you went through every memory you had in an attempt to figure out who this guy was, maybe someone you arrested in new york? maybe someone who you arrested in intelligence? you wracked your brain trying to figure it out, but you had no idea where you recognised this man from.
you tried thinking of anyway to escape, but no windows, you had no idea how many people could be outside that door. you had no gun. no idea how you were going to escape. you closed your eyes and prayed antonio would know something was wrong. he’d find you, you knew he would. he’d never let you down.
you heard the door open, you flung your head in that direction seeing the man stood watching you at the door with a sinister smile plastered onto his face. the fucking texts. ‘i’ll see you soon’ that’s when you pieces it all together. internally cursing at yourself for being so fucking stupid. you should’ve told antonio. but your stubborn ass decided not to. now you don’t even know if you’ll see antonio again.
the man walked into the room, you could finally see in detail what he looked like. tall, like 6’3, around the same build as kevin but he looked so much older. caucasian male, 45, tattoo on right forearm. you listed his characteristics in your head to insure if you got out of this, he’d spend his days in prison.
he got closer to you and sat next to you admiring you and your body you could feel the bile rising in your throat as he reached to take the duck tape off your mouth. he cupped your cheek and gently stroked the soft skin with the pad of his thumb. you wanted to scream, but you felt frozen.
“you’re so beautiful, and finally all mine”
antonio was wracking his brain trying to think of anyone who would want to hurt you, but you were such a good person. he couldn’t think of anyone unless it was someone you put away. antonio stood over his desk thinking.
he was trying so hard to keep his composure so voight wouldn’t take him off the case but it was so difficult, he wanted to shout at everyone, he wanted to be knocking on doors beating the shit out of anyone involved.
antonio was so lost is his own thoughts he barely heard jays voice.
“she’s been getting texts.. for almost a month. ‘i see you’ ‘i’m so excited to finally meet you’ ‘ i’ll have you forever’ the most recent one says ‘you won’t need saving, not from me, not ever. once i have you we will be happy forever’ there’s been a bunch of calls from random numbers too” jay explained antonio felt his heart drop, how didn’t you tell him? why didn’t you tell him? did you not trust him enough? god how much he just wanted to turn around and put his fist through the wall.
“run every fucking number! i wanna know addresses to every single one” antonio exclaimed his anger and worry finally getting the better of him.
the man kept trying to get closer and closer to you, starting with cupping your cheeks, hugging you. he then tried to pull you into a kiss, which resulted in you spitting in his face. bad idea. very bad idea.
you know laid on the floor blood dripping from your nose and you could feel your left eye swelling from one of the strong hits he planted on your face. you couldn’t understand what the fuck was wrong with this guy and why he was so obsessed.
after he lost his temper and hit you he left the room, only to return an hour later with a glass of water. you were so confused. you didn’t even know where this guy first saw you.
“you’ll love me more then you love him, we both know it” he spoke a hand gently caressing your thigh, you could’ve been sick right then. you wanted antonio. no you needed antonio.
“i don’t know you” he squeezed your thigh tightly as you spoke you winced slightly at the force he used.
“yes you do y/f/n” you looked over at him, your full name how tf did this guy know everything. you felt sick you really just wanted to be with your boyfriend in his arms in the place that always made you feel safe.
antonio and the rest of the team had finally found a name, roberto diaz and an address to go with it. as soon as kevin said the address antonio was out the door. he sped to the address sirens blaring as he pulled up outside. the rest of the team close behind. antonio wasn’t waiting for anyone he needed to make sure you were safe. the longer you’re missing the lower the chances are of him getting you back safe.
antonio drew his gun storming into the building jay and the rest of the team behind as the kicked down the door of the apartment antonio straight through the door calling out your name. the team began clearing the apartment antonio opened a bedroom door glancing inside the room made him feel sick.
the wall the desk covered in photos, photos of you. at work, at the gym, in your car, photos of you with antonio and worse of all the photos that made his heart sink, photos of you half naked getting change photos taken from outside your bedroom window.
the team piled inside the room antonio could feel his anger boiling over. the rage inside him becoming overwhelming. someone had been stalking you for months, no never noticed. he was supposed to protect you but he never noticed now you were gone.
“damn it!” he exclaimed hitting the drywall, his fist going straight through it. he’d hoped that would’ve released some of his anger but it didn’t. he ignored any words from his team, storming out the room not being able to look at those photos any longer.
“every second we waste lessens the chances of her coming home alive! find something else anything else! god knows how long this freak has been stalking her!”
you now laid clutching your ribs spitting the blood from your mouth as you laid in agony on the floor. he’d tried to get sexual but you tried fighting him off while screaming he wanted you to be quiet you had refused to fulfil his fantasy so he lost his temper resulting in a violent attack.
you knew it was only a matter of time before he’d try again you didn’t know if you could handle another beating like that. you weren’t as strong as jay or antonio or voight. you couldn’t withstand being hit over and over with a steel pole.
you could feel your ribs were broken, you could tell your chances of surviving where slipping through the cracks, you could feel yourself loosing hope. you really thought they’d find you in time. your mind began playing tricks on you, it must’ve been the blood loss. maybe antonio never loved you as much as he says that’s why they haven’t found you yet.
“guys! i got a old storage facility registered in robertos mothers name. it says it’s been vacant for over five years. maybe she’s there” adam spoke allowed in the bullpen, antonio nodded getting up his bloody knuckles securing his gun safety to his hip. no one was gonna stand in his way now. not anyone.
back out to their cars they all sped to the location of the warehouse, kevin grabbed the bolt cutters ready for them to get into that building, they stood in. a line antonio first as kevin opened the door. antonio ran inside adam and the rest of the team behind as they began clearing every room, antonio’s heart was beating so fast he could feel the rush of blood in his ears as he gripped his gun with clammy hands.
antonio could hear crying as he got closer to one of the rooms, his gun held high he kicked the door seeing roberto sat on the floor next to you with his hand on your thigh as he tried to kiss you neck. antonio saw red, your weak beaten figure tears running down your cheeks broke him.
antonio ran at the guy dragging him away from you holding onto the guys collar continuously planting strong punches to the man’s face. the man’s head went limp but antonio didn’t stop he was blinded by anger, there’s no way this dick thought he’d get away with this. touch antonio’s girl.
“antonio!” jay tried getting antonio to stop attempting to pull him away but it was no use antonio was blinded, all he was thinking about was how he could hurt this guy, how he could prove he messed with the wrong cops.
“toni” he heard your soft cry and he stopped immediately hearing the pain in your voice broke him, you rarely called him toni. he felt his heart shatter as he turned to face you, all bloodied and bruised it he felt as if he could’ve cried on the spot, he ran to your side carefully pulling you into his arms.
“it’s okay baby i got you. i got you you’re safe now” he whispered softly as he carefully picked you up trying not to hurt you. voight and Al were now with roberto, antonio nodded at the two men before he carefully carried you outside to the paramedics where he carefully laid you on the gurney.
antonio rode to the hospital with you and watched as the paramedics handed you over to wills brother at med the rest of the team meeting him there as they agonisingly sat in the waiting room as they waited for an update on your condition. antonio sat head in his hands beating himself up the guilt was killing him. he wanted to protect you,he felt like that was his main role as a boyfriend and he failed.
when will walked into the waiting room, after what felt like hours to antonio all of intelligence standing immediately antonio infront of all of them they waited for wills to speak.
“she suffered a pretty severe concussion, multiple broken ribs. there was some internal bleeding but it was a small surgery and it went well. a few stitches and a lot of bruising but overall she’s going to make a full recovery” wills explained, antonio’s hand went through his hair at the relief you were going to be okay.
“can i see her?” he asked and will nodded leading him to your room, upon opening the door antonio’s heart dropped to his stomach seeing you laying on that bed with a blank stare as you looked at the wall.
“baby? can i come in?” antonio asked from the door, he didn’t know what roberto had done to you. there was no way antonio was going to risk making you feel uncomfortable.
“of course toni” he closed his eyes taking a deep breath as he walked in the room, you only ever called him toni when you had a bad dream or a bad day at work but this was different he could hear the pain that laced your voice as you spoke and it hurt him.
he edged closer to your bed watching you closely for any signs of discomfort, as he got closer to you bed you moved over and he stopped in his tracks. he could imagine how you felt, and he really didn’t want to make it any worse.
“what are you doing?” you asked as he stood like 4 feet away from your bed upon seeing you move across. antonio was terrified, that might even be an understatement.
“i don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable”
“toni i want you to hold me, please just i need to feel safe” antonio could feel tears springing to his eyes and he carefully sat next to you in the hospital bed, he gently put an arm around you and you relaxed immediately in his presence in his arms. it was all you wanted.
he gently placed a kiss to your head as you laid your head on his chest appreciating his warmth and safety. you just needed to feel safe, and the only place that was, was in antonio’s arms.
“are you okay?” he asked gently rubbing your back in an attempt to comfort you, no you weren’t you just wanted to permanently glue yourself to antonio. despite the pain you were in you did not want to move from his embrace.
“not really you?” you asked as you took hold of his right hand examining his bloody hand you gently brought it up to your lips placing soft kisses on his bruised skin.
“worried about you” he sighed and kissed your head again. antonio still felt beyond guilty. nothing anyone could say would rid him of this feeling. he took s minute to appreciate the fact you were safe and back in his arms letting a tear escape his eye only for him to immediately wipe away any evidence a tear was ever there.
“i’m okay now.. i’m with you. just don’t go anywhere” you spoke softly into his chest and he felt his heart strain at your words. he wanted to hug you so tight, but he couldn’t he was so afraid of hurting you.
“i’m not going anywhere mi amor. i’m right here always. it just hurts seeing you like this when i should’ve been there to stop anything like this from happening” you shook your head and gave his hand a reassuring squeeze.
“toni, this isn’t your fault. im okay. im with you and that’s all that matters” you held his hand gently rubbing the pad of your thumb against his hand in a comforting manner. antonio could feel tears springing to his eyes again but did his best to fight them, this wasn’t about him. it was about you.
“i understand if you don’t wanna tell me, and you want to tell erin and burgess.. but what happened while you were in there?” you could hear the fear that laced his voice, afraid of what he was about to hear, but he needed to know.
“not what you think. he wanted to do that but he wanted it to be perfect it had to fufill his fantasy but i didn’t do what he wanted so this was the result” pointing at your body, looking down at the bruises and marks littering your skin, the pain in antonio’s eyes when you looked up at him was devastating.
“i love you, i love you so much. i’m never going to let anything like this happen to you again. just please tell me if you think somethings wrong.. one text i don’t care just please tell me baby” he spoke softly, antonio was always so sincere. he was perfect in every way possible.
“i promise” you just wanted to sleep, sleep in the arms of the man you loved. he was your safety blanket the person who grounded you when things got rough. he was your person, and you were his.
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zoomzooml · 8 months
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Rewatched Bumblebee movie so Alert: random thoughts of sleep deprived person go--
Bumblebee has hella powerful legs. Not only when he uses them in fight, but also when he jumps.
I just love how Bumblebee uses his legs in combat, like hell yeah dude! They may catchin' those hands but they ain't catchin' those legs (they actually did couple of times but shhhh).
Fight sequences are muah. Love them, the best ones in Transformers movies I think. I'm not sure but I also think they were storyboarded/planned by animator so if it's truth it does explain things lol.
Bumblebee is smaller and weaker than the Decepticons he has come to fight, and he doesn't just use their weight or size against them, but all the time seems to be looking for an advantage in his surroundings. This is likely not very unique to him, but it clearly stands out when his opponents the moment they realized their advantage wanted to simply overpower Bee.
Also love how everyone is trying to use their alt-mode during combat.
They could have done more with the fact that G1 Bumblebee was said to like swimming, and Charlie was swimmer in the past (specifically was in school's dive team if I remember correctly). Like some kind of bonding scene? Whatever, it was just such an opportunity. (And I know we had this seconds-post-end-battle scene but it is not what I'm talking about at all if it makes sense???)
Shatter often folds her hands behind her back in a gesture that I personally associate with a business woman (also in base scene she and military man both hold hands that way when talking so yeah). I feel that this reinforces her image as the leader/representative of the duo when Dropkick maintains a looser posture. Just cool body language.
I didn't pay attention to this in the movie, but I was reminded of how someone noticed the Autobot symbol on Shockwave's arm. If that's true, they could make it cool to pull it up under Senator Shockwave's MTMTE-style backstory, or maybe some variation of the spy (before he was known as a Decepticon, especially a high-level one) in TFA style. As far as I know the entire thing was because of recycling model parts but still.
I don't like Bumblebee's camaro root-mode. Idk, he was all round and huggable almost the entire movie, even when he had jeep as alt-mode, and then he is all blocky :((. Maybe it's because even as jeep he still has his chest mostly flat and as camaro it moves so much forward. His Cybertronian root-mode also has chest moved forward a bit but it's a lot more aerodynamic (you know what I mean) so he still looks round. Like, he is huggable all the time and then his camaro-boob looks like it would cut you. Idk how to say it, hope you get what I'm trying to communicate anyway :')
I really like how Decepticons were casually showing off that they are Triplechangers. I understand why they were doing this from storytelling point of view but it's still funny from in-universe one. ("Look how cool and badass we are.") I'm probably turning it up but oh well.
Also this will be a bit off but I never liked the idea of hammer as Bumblebee's weapon. Like his thing almost always was being small, kinda fast and not very strong and boom. They give him one of the weapons that is most effective welded by someone big, strong who doesn't loose much fighting weapon that kinda slows them down a bit (I think hammer does but you can correct me lol) because damn, this thing is big, at least in his serwos.
Plus, still on the hammer's topic, actual war hammers had this spike on the one end of the head so you could actually pierce armor of your opponent or just your opponent but not this one. This one is just for smashing like your mom's meat mallet. Ok, I'm done with this saltyness lol
But really, hammer as weapon doesn't fit Bee at all. Or it's just me.
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Random Thoughts I Had While Rewatching Wicked World S1:
(yes I am fully aware its a kids show with limited time but I will still yell about things XD)
They REALLY had to make Mall's eyes gray? brown? seems to change but still, her eyes are GREEN
"At my birthday parties" You had ONE birthday party Evie. One.
And evil minion bakers? Really?
Wait, so Miss "Give Your Spellbook to the Museum" D2 Evie is here, sixish months before or whatever the timeline in, begging Mal to use magic to help her?
Why is Evie so shallow in this?
WHY IS SHE SO DITZY? Stop, Evie would know not to eat chemicals DX (Actually, I bet most Isle kids would know that)
WHAT IS BEN'S OUTFIT! None of that goes together. Bring his suit back. Or goodness gracious, why not a simple button down and slacks? Blue and black. What is this?
pffft, Ak's making up words
so Audrey also has a single dorm.
It took Jane FOURTEEN YEARS to realize she has magic? No, I refuse.
at least Audrey and Ben are still friends
Seriously, there is no timeline in this world
Sustainable urban planning. You know, for someone who wanted nothing to do with the Isle in D2, Evie sure is invested in making it a better place
"Thanks to my dad" *gasp* Is Ben throwing shade at his father
I'm sorry, I can not get behind Aurora's daughter afraid of some mud
The fact that Mal loves it is hilarious
I wonder when Evie finally donated her mirror
I know that a lot of people headcanon Freddie and Uma being sisters since China voiced Freddie, but tbh I think it would be interesting if they're cousins.
(Yes i like the hc, I just have Uma's dad as someone else and then came up with the cousins thing XD)
"retract your claws" "But I just had them sharpened!"
Seriously, yo mama battles?
So how old IS CJ? I'm guessing 13 or 14, but they almost imply she's around Mal's age... but unless she and Harry have different mom's that doesn't work.
Jordan, WHY are you doing a southern belle accent?
I want to see Beast's funny birthday dance
a two hour exam on SMILING?
so it definitely seems canon that the VKs were dragged online, and always end up on there even if they had no clue their pictures were being taken. Could factor into Mal's D2 transformation and breakdown
are we SURE this is the same Lonnie in the movies?
The fact that the Auradon Girls are singing "Good is the New Bad"
so whatever happened with this whole cheerleading thing for Evie and Mal
That doesn't sound like Jay either!
"You lied to keep him from bugging you" I like this Ben
But Evie WASN'T AROUND WHEN YOU WERE KIDS
HOW does Carlos speak dog? This makes no sense
the fact that Audrey is hanging out in Evie and Mal's room
I am getting fed up with all the made up words
I wonder how many people just randomly brush Ruby's hair
"I want to go from the one who lost the crown to the one who won!" Highly doubt that was intended to be D3 foreshadowing, but it makes good foreshadowing
The fact that they are fighting over the color of purple Mal wears
And here's Jane, accusing Mal of stealing
The fact that everyone keeps accusing Mal of things. Seriously, no wonder the poor girl thought she had to change her appearance and herself to the point of breaking down
but why didn't she TALK TO BEN
Actually, I wouldn't be surprised if Jay still struggles with stealing sometimes. Same for even Aladdin and Eugene.
Mal being so supportive of Jane is adorable
The fact that Jane is still suspicious of the VK's
They're accusing her of KIDNAPPING her own BOYFRIEND
and WHERE IS THE SECURITY?! THE HIGH KING IS THERE! AND OTHER ROYAL CHILDREN
#thisisnotmyLonnie
CJ liking Mal is interesting considering how Harry feels about her.
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“Nine People you want to know better” tag game
omg i can't remember the last time ive played one of these tag games thank you @demekii for the tag!! i hope you enjoy boy and the heron, it was fun watch for sure 🫶 🫶 also ive been watching analog horror video essays lately as well so i totally feel your struggle LOLLL😭
Last Song: my song on loop for the week has been Killing Eve by Ben��t. i rlly like this artist
Favorite Color: give it up for my primary color gang ⁉ specifically these. i will use these colors at every opportunity it's so yummy to me. plus a green bc im learning my affection for green this past year
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Last Movie/TV Show: i rewatched arcane.... i can't wait until season 2, i really love the art direction of that show. also rewatched howl's moving castle, most beautiful film of all time my beloved.
Sweet/Spicy/Savory: sweet, savory, then spicy. im not a big fan of super spicy but a little is fine! and i always love having a little sweet drink or smth
Relationship status: do you think miss karlach/laezel baldur gate 3 will crush me like a soda can if i ask nicely enough
Last thing I googled: Orin The Red wiki page.......... ive been playing my durge playthru on bg3 lately and getting rlly fixated on the sibling relationship between durge & orin and just reading too many wikis than necessary .....
Current Obsession: my favorite thing is just watching 1-4 hour long essays on things ive never heard abt or dont haven't thought abt super in depth before. ever since i watched this one random video essay on Brave (the disney movie) that perfectly summed up what was bothering me in that movie that id never put into words like 3-4 years ago, ive been chasing that high ever since. did you know learning is so fun (*if the video essay is actually well researched and good). outside of that i love watching charborg twitch vods while im drawing or playing smth
Last Book: i have trouble focusing on reading books sometimes bc ive had bad experiences with them in the past....... 🧍‍♂️ i ache to be a book girlie. but i have to push myself to read more in order to find good books. however smth i WANT to read is the locked tomb series
Looking forwards to: playing a oneshot this coming february with my dnd group where ill be playing a mean pretty twink. guys i have to come up with an insult list of things he might say ahead of time, imagine that being ur homework. also i joined a lgbt club ? that i didn't know my college had so very intrigued with whatever may happen with that in the future. what does an lgbt club even do. crime ? gay ?
dw abt doing this if you don't want to 🫶 tagging kind moots/ppl i would love 2 get to know more. blinks cutely @myagletismissing @notskeleton @66dataa @rascheln @vasirah @kornyo @dreadfutures @shouty-y @rennybu @rnangopantsu
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fit would have the Worst time traveling with resident Sillies incorporated (codebreakers) because its physically impossible for the two of them to adventure without the 15 stops they make along the way like omg. rewatching The codebreakers vod (july 13th one) and oh my god it takes them like triple the amount of time to get to the location on the map because of how often they find random structures to explore. (bonus is phil stopping to look at a tree tallulah likes and etoiles making fun of him for being hyped at wood before realizing the wood was pretty and taking some LMAO) and the only reason they skipped some structures- was bc phil needed to go to sleep soon 😭😭
with how fit (literally in canon too) is Very used to reeling phil back in when he gets distracted, I can't imagine this man having to deal with TWO OF EM with adventuring with codebreakers and etoiles who will see any structure that isn't garbage and stop the boat to go there with everyone since he doesn't explore with others often 😭) and with how they adventure for hours at a time ???? (not even including phils 2 hour sunbird chase from the recent streams. . .)
like quite literally in lore, 100% the only way for fit to quit the adventure which clearly isn't going anywhere without just straight up leaving (or praying someone messages him and gives him an excuse from these mfs who can't stay on topic for shit) would be to hope that they get a boring massive ocean and phil falls asleep on the ride which gives them an excuse to head back home, or for a code to sweep by at spawn and get messages in the chat which means etoiles would have to warp there 🙏🙏 other then that, he'll def be stuck with the sidequest lovers over here with no hope of seeing their destination before sundown (especially with how fit leaves earlier then everyone else on streams) - 💿
GOD I LOVE THESE THREE AND THEIR DYNAMIC SO MUCH RAAAH
Thank you Fit for who would somehow probably ( barely ) have so much patience with these two sillies that are both equally as all over the place sometimes 🙏🙏
Etoiles 100% makes Phils wandering off even worse, they are just. all over the place if they notice anything barely interesting - Phil seeing something shiny and Etoiles tagging along for the hopes of a good dungeon maybe, disappearing from Fits sight within seconds AJAJAJ
Also the thought of Phil falling asleep while traveling through a giant, albeit boring ocean is <333 unless it‘s Phil driving the boat. then I‘d be hella concerned WHEEZE
I do adore the thought though of Phil dozing off as he listens to Etoiles and Fit, or the rushing of wind & splashes of waves as his eyes slowly close, staring off at god knows what. This usually ends up in a 50 50 chance at either Phil falling asleep or instantly waking up again if anything of interest flashes through his vision
( this has probably resulted in Phil suddenly jumping up out of his half slumber, pointing aggressively at whatever he saw and going either 'STOP THE BOAT, LOOK!! :D' or just straight up launching himself out of the boat before either of the other two can react. he needs the shiny )
Conclusion : Never go on a roadtrip with the silly Codebreakers, because you‘ll either have to constantly drag them along or quit the trip not even halfway there JAHJA
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Gus Knows Shawn Knows That He's Telling The Truth
(So note: I have that thing where I can't picture images in my head, so I have no fucking clue how it works for people who actually can picture stuff, so uhhhh if I describe memories/imagination weird, that's why.)
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"Come on, that's not right and you know it! I just can't see it when I play it out in my head."
"Gus, play it back in your brain, I know we saw the same thing."
"I just don't see it playing out that way, there's something more here."
It's years of these comments before Gus finally asks, "Okay, what do you mean by that?"
"Hmm?" Shawn looks up from his laptop. "What, the camera grain thing? I told you they swapped to digital on season 4, Gus, you didn't need to google it to believe me."
"Not that, and I still don't believe they'd disrespect classic film like that. I mean the way you talk about remembering and imagining things."
Shawn sits back, eyes fully off his laptop. "How do you mean?"
"I've just never heard anyone talk about that kind of thing the way you do. Like it's a movie or something."
"I mean, it basically is," Shawn says with a shrug. "What, yours isn't?"
"No, Shawn!"
"What is it like, then?"
"I don't know. When I imagine something it's not like watching a movie, though. I have to work at picturing things, at least a little."
"Huh. Weird. Half the time I just see things, literally in front of my eyes." Shawn waves his hand in front of his face. "Literally, when I remember something I stop seeing things around me and see the memory. Same for when I piece things together, I stop seeing things around me and see what I imagine happened."
"Wait, what?" Gus sits up straighter, brow creasing. "You stop seeing things?"
"Again, you don't?"
"No! People don't literally see memories, Shawn, that's crazy."
"Huh." Shawn looks thoughtful. "Must be the eidetic memory thing, then. I thought everyone could literally rewatch things they saw, just, in worse quality. Sort of fuzzy, a little grainy. Sometimes things are highlighted."
"You're not pulling my leg, are you? That's really how your brain works?"
"How else did you think it worked?"
"I don't know! You know it's almost impossible to verbalize the inner workings of the mind and imagination!"
"I think I just did it pretty well, actually."
"Whatever, Shawn. I'm looking this up online, and i I find out you're messing around again, you owe me ice cream."
"And if you discover I'm telling the truth, you owe me ice cream."
"Deal."
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"Told you." Shawn flicks his balled-up candy wrapper at the trashcan and misses.
"But it doesn't say anything about stuff being highlighted, so I still win."
"No, that doesn't count. Clearly that's just a side effect of The Sweetness mixing with the memory."
"And it's only near visual, it doesn't say anything about literally being unable to see the things around you."
"So mine is just stronger, probably because Dad had me sharpen it. ... Damn, I just gave him credit for something, didn't I? pretend you didn't hear that."
"Plus, it only applies to actual memories. You said it also happens when you imagine things. Check and mate."
"It does! Well, not always. Usually just on a case, or when I try pulling the psychic mojo out."
"Nope. Internet says you're lying about that."
"Well, then the Internet is the one lying. Which one do you believe, Gus? Your best friend for your whole life, or some random person with a laptop and love of lying?"
"You also have a love of lying, Shawn."
"... You've got me there."
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"Thanks." Gus hangs up, and looks over at Shawn's desk, smiling smugly.
"Well, that's not good." Shawn checks his drawers for pranks, but nothing. "Alright, what'd you do? Am I about to stand up and have paint all over my butt or something?"
"I called your mom."
"You know her new number?"
Okay, that's can't go unaddressed. "I got her business number from the web. You don't know her personal number?"
Shawn just shrugs.
"Your folks are messed up. Now I wish I hadn't called her."
"I do too. Why'd you do it if we both agree it was a bad idea?"
"To talk about the memory thing."
"Again? Gus, I thought we dropped this last week."
"We did. And then you said that you just couldn't 'see' my suspect doing it on our last case."
"So perfectly normal phrases are cause for interrogating my parents now?"
"Yes, because, she said that's not how it works."
"Hers is only sounds, Gus."
"She said it's still not how it works, even with visuals. Your imagined wrap-up scenarios shouldn't be as vivid as your actual memories, and you shouldn't be unable to see the actual world around you when you remember things. She was really worried about that until I told her you were messing with me."
"I'm not!" Shawn leans forward. "Here, I'll do it right now." He puts his fingers to his head, and Gus rolls his eyes.
"Shawn, I've seen you do it a million times."
"Yeah, but get up and do something while I do this."
"You can just say you didn't see what I was doing."
Shawn yanks his hands down and clicks his tongue. "Man, what do I have to do to convince you that this is how my brain works?"
"I hope you can't, because then that means you have hallucinations all the time, and I know you wouldn't go to a doctor about it."
"Hallucinations," Shawn huffs with a humorless laugh. "That's totally different, man. I'm not seeing or hearing things that aren't there around me, I'm using things I know to make a scene in mind and playing it out."
"But it's directly interfering with your perception of the current reality." Gus's smug look slides off as Shawn doesn't make any jokes back. "... You're really serious about this?"
"Oh, now that I might have something wrong with my brain-"
"No, Shawn, I didn't mean it like that." Gus stands up. "But you're serious? About seeing stuff like it's really happening, right in front of you?"
"Not always in front." There's a seriousness to Shawn's voice that Gus doesn't hear often. It's not angry, it's not upset, but it's not lighthearted either. It's... genuine. A little vulnerable. "Sometimes off to the side or behind me. It's clearer when I have more information or a solid idea to play off, and I'm not there. Not usually, anyway. It's more like TV, like I said, and I'm the camera, but I'm not a person."
Shawn glances up at Gus for one second before quickly looking away, searching his desk for something to fiddle with. "You're sure that's not how it works for everyone else?"
"Pretty sure." Gus sits in the armchair closest to Shawn's desk. "Shawn-"
"Did you ask my dad?"
"What?"
"If he sees things that way."
"No."
"So maybe it's from him." Shawn hunches back over his desk to keep doodling pineapples. "Probably some kind of trick or technique he drilled into my head."
"But-"
"I'm not seeing things." The sudden defensiveness makes Gus snap his mouth shut. Shawn balls up the paper and tosses it into the trashcan without looking. It goes right in, dead center. "Look man- it's enough that I can't just walk in a room or go on a date without all of this going on."
Shawn waves his hands by his head. Gus thinks this is the first time he's heard Shawn complain about his gift themselves, and not just the way his dad always pressures him to use them.
"If I'm hallucinating on top of that, I just don't want to know. So let's drop it."
"... Okay." Gus looks out the window. "You want some peanuts then?"
It works, Shawn's body language relaxing again. "Not today, I saw him sneeze into his hand and then fill a bag without the scooper yesterday."
"What?!"
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Gus snaps his laptop shut, but it's too slow. Shawn's mouth quirks at the corners, like he's so overwhelmingly, evilly gleeful that his face can't process it yet.
"It's not what you think."
"Gus." Shawn puts a hand on his best friend's shoulder. "Gus, buddy. It's a lie, remember? If you need me to explain my process more just say so."
"I was just looking, Shawn."
"At How TO Tell If You're Psychic websites? Come on, buddy." Shawn pats his shoulder again and drops a packet of powered doughnuts onto the desk before sitting down in one of the window armchairs. "At least try to come up with a good backstory man. Wait, let me guess."
"No-"
But Shawn already has his eyes closed. "You came in today and sat around for all of five minutes before looking it up, because you're a fool."
"How'd you know-"
"The sweetness. Plus you had like a million tabs open already."
"Yeah, well." Gus adjusts himself in his chair, refusing to feel ashamed. "These websites say you're not alone."
"They all say that Gus, they're about ghosts."
"No, with the way you see things. Most of these are just random garbage, but some of the dinkier ones actually say the same as what you described when you imagine stuff."
"Gus-"
"I'm not saying you're psychic, but I'm saying that based on what I've found, you're not the only person who thinks like that. In fact, based on what I read, your eidetic memory and detective training work hand-in-hand with what you've got."
"What I've got?"
"And overactive imagination and out-of-body experiences."
"Great." Shawn stands up and grabs the doughnuts back.
"Hey!"
"People who psychoanalyze me don't get doughnuts, Gus."
"I'm not psychoanalyzing you! You seemed upset that I thought it was weird-"
Shawn scoffs. "When has that ever upset me? I'm proudly eccentric."
"-so I wanted to show you it's not that unusual. I was trying to be nice, Shawn."
"Well, you did it poorly, because now I know my brilliant mind works the same as people who think they can actually speak with ghosts."
Gus tsks at Shawn and opens his laptop back up. He goes back to reading the page, and glances up at his friend from behind his screen. "... Hey Shawn?"
"Yeah?"
"You think the peanut guy is still sick?"
"Nah, he should be fine." Shawn pulls out some paperwork from the station and groans. "A fi- really? We're filing things away now? Why'd you have them send this over?" He reads it. "What is this, a witness statement? Gus."
"Nothing to do with me."
"It's got a note from Buzz stapled to it that says 'Here's what you asked for, Gus, have a good day.' Look, he added a smiley face. That's adorable."
Stop calling full grown men 'adorable'."
"He's not a full-grown man. He's a full grown Labrador that turned into a man, and you can't prove me wrong. ... This is from our last case."
Gus starts to sweat.
Shawn narrows his eyes. "This is the statement about the thing with the van..." He looks up. "Gus... why exactly did you ask me to explain that deduction to you in as much detail as possible?"
"Just curious, like I said then." He knows it's a bad lie. Even a non-Shawn would clock it.
"Oh, Gus. Buddy, you're not seriously thinking I'm psy-"
"Why're you checking the mail anyway? You never do that."
"I felt like checking it today."
"Why? Felt important?"
"Oh my god."
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"I can see it, clearly!" Shawn shouts, hand to his head as he stands atop the picnic table in the park. He swivels around, pointing among the crowd of soccer moms gathered for their now ruined potluck. "You, June, despised Carol for her status among the neighborhood! The best barbecues, the best garden, the best book club picks-"
"This is absurd," June spits, looking frantically at Jules and Lassie. "You can't believe him!"
"AH!" Shawn stumbles back, squishing a plate of lasagna under his shoe. "Oh, sorry, um- it was all veggie anyway, it's-it's not much of a loss. Ahem. Oh, OH, OH! I feel it! I see it and I feel it! You and Carol were both looking to become head of the PTA, and you knew she was a shoo-in! It was just one more in a long line of titles you wanted that she took!"
"She didn't even want to ban the right books from the classrooms!" June backs away. "She-she flaunted everything! She was tacky!"
"You couldn't stand it." Shawn points at her. "You just couldn't stand it, any longer! She got the house you wanted, her husband got the promotion over yours, she got the parties and the gossip and all you got were passive-aggressive pies!"
"Those stupid pies," June seethes.
"That's what she's most upset about?" Jules says, not whispering but not shouting.
"It was the final straw. You went to her house and you gave the pie back, but she laughed at you! She told you it wasn't a big deal!"
"SHE DID!"
"And so you took that glass pie dish and you slammed it over her head! You did it over and over, until she couldn't. laugh. any. more."
"Yes," June sobs as her fellow soccer moms collectively make a wide berth around her. "Yes, I did! She didn't even try! Every pie was overcooked, every decoration in her house was the wrong color for the walls, everything was wrong! She was ruining my LIFE!"
"Sure," Lassie says as he cuffs her. "Four bedroom with no mortgage to pay off, seems like she really dragged you through the mud."
"It's only two full bath," June sobs as she's lead away. "The other two are only half-baths, it's squalor, it's a slum-"
Shawn hops down from the table and wipes his heel on the grass. "I'm reminded yet again why I'm not a homeowner, Gus."
"You're not a homeowner because you don't make money, Shawn, not because you chose not to be."
"I've heard it both ways."
Gus's eyes flicker over to June sitting in the squad car. "So how'd you know Carol laughed at her?"
"Oh, not this again."
"What?! I'm just asking a question, Shawn!"
"No, you're yet again digging into my head because you have somehow gotten sucked into the lie that you help me fake!" Shawn whisper-yells.
"All I asked was how you knew she laughed!"
"I knew because that's what people like this do! They laugh at each other and make fun of stupid things until one of them snaps!"
"Did you see her laughing?"
"GUS!" Shawn grabs him by the shoulders and shakes him. "Snap back into the real world, I am begging you!"
"Get off of me!" Gus slaps Shawn's hands off. "Fine! What else have you seen through this case?"
"What?"
"What other things have you seen?"
"Why are you asking?"
"If anyone is here right now that you 'imagined' something about, we can settle this by asking them."
"This is ridiculous."
"Scared I'm right?"
Shawn takes the bait. He looks around and, with a huffed laugh and sly look, takes off. "Hey! Debbie!"
The woman looks up from where she's packing up the potluck. "Oh, not you again. Don't you have more ghosts to speak to?"
"I do. In fact, one is bothering me right now." Shawn elbows Gus. "The spirit is asking me to verify a vision I had of you. It was fuzzy, and possibly a malicious spirit trying to deceive me. I need to check."
"Fine. You have until I'm done bagging this up."
Shawn raises one hand to his head and presses his middle fingers fingertip to his temple. "Early in this case, I had a vision of you doing your dishes and seeing June and Carol's husband arguing on their front lawn."
"You already asked me about this."
"Yes, I did. But the spirits are insisting there are details that were cosmically tampered with." Shawn gives Gus a smarmy look, which is odd, since he's trying o prove something he thought is wrong. "I... I heard you humming, yes. I believe it was... Livin' La Vida Loca."
He looks at her with a face that says he fully expects to be wrong. But her jaw drops.
"Y-yes. How-how did you know that? I don't even like that song, it just-it came on while I was driving earlier that day."
"Oh, um... well, that-that's good, then. That that part was right." Shawn takes a second, and then nods. "Um, I also see the detail of you opening your window to hear it better. You thought it could be interesting gossip for... a lunch with your sister?"
"Yes!"
"Really? ... Okay, um-" Gus nudges Shawn to get him to keep going, because Shawn is visibly losing his nerve. "I also see..."
He squeezes his eyes shut tighter. "I see... you dropped a plate when you heard June accuse Carol's husband of insider trading. It was a... blue? Plate? One of those ones that's more of a bowl, really. And it chipped."
"Yes." Debbie hasn't been bagging food for a while now, staring at Shawn with complete awe. "Yes, and-and I thought I should stop listening then."
"But you didn't." Shawn blinks his eyes open. "Even though you told us you did the first time we did this, right?"
"... I-I didn't want to be considered complicit if it turned out true... oh, I-I didn't- tell the spirit I'll report her husband-"
"No need, ma'am," Gus says soothingly. "He was investigated already, he's clean."
Debbie deflates with relief. "I didn't mean to lie, I just... I was scared."
"It's fine." Shawn turns on his heel and speed-walks to The Blueberry, visibly rattled. Gus lingers for a moment to give Shawn some space.
"Thank you for clearing that up, his visions can make it difficult to tell what's relevant and what's not sometimes."
"I-I can't imagine. How does he manage to live, with that in his mind all of the time?"
"I'm still figuring that out too, honestly." And now so is Shawn. "Have a nice rest of your day, Miss Debbie."
Gus jogs to The Blueberry. As soon as he gets in, the puting Shawn beside him speaks up.
"That doesn't prove anything. I probably saw the chipped plate when we talked to her."
"You didn't go through her cabinets."
"Could've been in the dish drainer."
"Was it?"
Shawn doesn't answer. Only he can conjure up an image clear enough to re-examine like he's right there in the room in real life, so Gus can't say for sure if the plate was put away or not. But Shawn knows.
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"I'm not entertaining this, man." Shawn tosses the ball up and nearly misses the catch on it's way back down. "It was a couple of weirdly good guesses. Besides, it was all tiny, irrelevant details. I still got our last case wrong half the time."
"We've checked with witnesses for our last three cases, and you were able to describe details you shouldn't know for all of them."
"I do that all the time."
"But you can't explain how you got those guesses right. Come on Shawn, guessing that the kid who only wore pastel floor-length dresses was a hardcore hip-hop fan? There was nothing about her that should have tipped you off."
"Some of what I notice is subconscious, you know, I'm not always aware of every little thing my brain picks up on. That's what a gut feeling is, man."
"Sometimes, for sure. But sometimes it might be psychic visions."
"If these are real psychic visions, they're the most useless visions of all time. Do you really want to be friends with a psychic who can guess the shoes someone was wearing last Tuesday but can't find a murderer until the fourth try?"
"All the websites and books-"
"Why do I talk to you?"
"-say that the less a psychic practices seriously, the more they get wrong."
"That's just a way to cover their asses when other fakes get caught."
"Or, you just need to practice, and we can stop making fools of ourselves with false accusations."
"So that's what this is all about? You just want me to accuse fewer people? That's how process of elimination works, Gus!"
"We're trying it again, right now." Gus wheels his chair over to Shawn's desk.
"I'm not doing this."
"Yes, you are." Gus thinks for a moment. "Try to tell me what your dad said to me after that birthday party where you caught someone trying to steal the cake corner I wanted."
"When we were nine? How do I know you'll even remember that well enough to say if I get it right?"
"Trust me, it's burned into my memory." Because it freaked him out.
"This is stupid."
"Just tell me what you think happened after you left. He scolded you for tackling the kid as they ran away, and you left, and I wanna know what you see when you imagine what happened after that."
Shawn shrugs, face scrunched with hesitant frustration. "I-I don't know Gus, something like-"
Henry kneels down and pats Gus on the shoulder. He gives the child a sharp smile, looking at the door Shawn had just stormed through. "Just you wait, Guster. Someday you'll be able to tell people your best friend is the perfect cop."
"-or something." Shawn opens his eyes and pulls his hand down from his head. He locks eyes with Gus-
Who's mouth is open and eyes wide as they can get.
"What?"
"That was word for word, Shawn!"
Shawn blinks, and then scoffs, a crooked grin spreading across his face and his leg beginning to bounce nervously. "Okay, I just happen to guess what my dad said to you decades ago-"
"No, no," Gus moves closer, pressing one hand to the desk as he fully rounds it and then putting both on Shawn's shoulders. "Dude, I mean the whole thing was exactly like that. The kneeling to my eye level-"
"That's just how he used to talk to us."
"-and the weird smile-"
"All his smiles are weird, it's something I thank the universe every day I didn't inherit."
"-the way he said 'perfect' that made me a little worried he wanted to replace you with a robot-"
"Because he probably did want to."
"Shawn!"
"Gus!" Shawn slaps his best friend's hands off of his shoulders. "I am not psychic! Come on, I thought if either of us was going to forget that one day it'd be me!"
"Well I think you are!" Gus stands and puts his hands on his hips. "You know, this is actually making a lot of little things make sense to me."
"What? No, don't pretend you've always thought this." Shawn shakes his head. "This is going too far, okay?"
"I haven't always thought it, but now some things make sense! Like when you told Nigel St Nigel to stop smoking before you did your noticing-things squint at the electric box."
"I just didn't want the man to have holes in his lungs."
"How about you getting on board with your own joke theory with the Frazen case?"
"That was just me being even better than I realized, and the day I vowed to never dismiss my own jokes again."
"Uh-uh." Gus steps back and points at Shawn, making Shawn cross his eyes to watch his hand bob back and forth. "No, I know this is real. Do it again."
"Gus, it doesn't work like that."
"How does it work then?"
"I don't know, man! Sometimes I just get an idea in my head and it plays out! This is kind of insulting, honestly!"
"How?!"
"You're saying all of my hard detective work is just because some spirits told me something!"
"I'm not saying that at all! I know most of it is just you figuring things out, but I think you really do have some psychic abilities! You're always guessing what I'm gonna say like you can read my mind-"
"Because we've known each other our entire lives!"
"-and you always end up being onto something even with your wildest theories-"
"That's called luck-"
"-and you always manage to get us into the right places at the right time to come face-to-face with the bad guy!"
"Those are bad situations, so that would mean the spirits hate me. Do you want a psychic friend who's being lead into death traps by ghosts?"
"Shawn-"
"Gus, I'm being serious about this. I. Am not. Psychic. So drop it."
"Nuh-uh, no way. I'm getting you to believe it."
"Yeah, good luck with that."
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"Really?" Shawn looks at Gus, completely unamused.
"The websites say they work."
"Crystals." Shawn gestures at his desk. "You have covered my entire workspace with crystals. This is getting sad, man."
Gus shrugs. "They're supposed to help open the third eye and hone psychic abilities."
"You sound like a hippie."
"You sound like a guy in denial."
"I'm not doing this." Shawn opens a drawer to shove the crystals into. "Really?! The whole drawer?!"
"All of them. And I put some in the kitchen."
"This is a problem. You, have a problem."
"Yes, and it's name is Shawn."
"What is this- did you sign me up for a meditation class?!"
"This Friday."
"You signed your completely unmedicated ADHD and hyper-observant friend up for a meditation class. I'm going to end up torturing that poor teacher, Gus."
"If you genuinely try at it, I'll buy you a year's supply of corn nuts."
"... A whole year?"
"A whole year."
"One for each day."
"I have the check from our last case set aside just for this."
"Fine. But when I'm still not psychic by the end, you're not allowed to go back on this deal."
"Fine."
"Fine."
"Fine. ... These crystals are actually kind of cool. Dammit, I might take some home., look at this. This one is shaped like a butt. ... You found the cool ones on purpose, didn't you?"
"One looks like a pineapple."
"Which one- oh, yeah, look at that! This, is delightful. But this, as a whole, is still a problem."
"We'll see."
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Shawn sits at his desk, staring at the wall, as Gus does a little victory dance behind him.
"Yes, yes, we are finally in the clear-!"
"Gus." Shawn buries his face in his hands. "Please give me at least one minute to process this? Should I be the one celebrating having actual superpowers?"
"You're not the one who thought we'd get caught!"
"We still might, it-it's barely even actual visions." Shawn looks at the board of their latest case, the one solved in the morning and the one solved in record time, the one solved thanks to a very small detail and a gut feeling.
And the one irrefutably, undoubtedly, solved by a psychic vision.
"It still happened!" Gus continues his dance. "I told you those crystals and classes would show you! What, what?" He fans himself. "What?"
"This is the weirdest turn my life has taken," Shawn mumbles, rubbing his face. "Of all the ways to find out, it had to be a vision like that? It wasn't even cool."
"Cool is getting paid, Shawn, and it made that happen!"
"But a vision of the victim's flu symptoms? That's- Gus, that's just lame."
"Lame? You knew the guy never had clamminess, that was the whole key! He never had clammy hands, so he never lost grip after falling off that balcony, he was pushed. That was the entire closing argument, Shawn, the killer confessed right away!"
"I could've found other evidence." Shawn sits back in his chair, arms crossed. "Something better than 'Oh, he wasn't sweaty!' What kind of wrap-up is that?"
"Shawn, seriously, what's up with you? Why aren't you more excited about this? We're not lying to cops anymore, you've got actual superpowers, and we can probably solve cases twice as fast."
"Because, Gus, how would you feel if you learned you had superpowers your whole life and just never noticed, so now you have to go back and think about everything you've ever done to try and find out what was you just being an awesome genius and what was some kind of metaphysical interference?"
Gus stops his dancing. "What?"
Shawn grinds his jaw.
Gus sits down.
"... Am I even actually a good detective? A good shot? Have good instincts?"
"Yes, you are. We both know you are."
"Do we? We didn't know I can have visions for three whole decades, so-" he laughs, sharp and bitter.
"... Well, I think it all just goes together." Gus picks up a pencil and starts writing down ideas on how to help Shawn hone his newfound skills. "You can have visions and use your detective skills to examine them way more effectively than a psychic without could, and you can recall each one perfectly. All of the website I read talk about how frustrating it is to have a vision that only become relevant weeks later, and by then it's hard to remember. You don't have to deal with that."
"... That is pretty cool, I guess."
"Plus, they say mind-reading is possible once you practice enough, especially with people you're already close to."
"We already know I can do that." Shawn's mood sours again. "We don't know each other so well I can, I just can."
"I think it's both. You've never practiced it, so maybe we've just known each other so long you managed to do it anyway."
"Are you saying... it was the magic of friendship?" Shawn cracks a smile. "That's adorable, man, really."
"You know that's right." Their friendship is adorable, and he's proud of that fact. "Besides, you realize what you can do once you practice having clearer visions?"
"What?"
"Confuse your dad."
Shawn blinks. And then grins. "Gus. You mad genius."
Gus bows a little.
"He'll never know what hit him! Oh, that'll drive him nuts! He'll never be able to figure out how I'm figuring things out!"
"And now when Lassie says you're a fake, you can hit him with real psychic information."
"Holy- Gus! Why didn't you point this out form the beginning?! I would have totally gotten on board! Show me those websites right now, I'm about to psych it uppppp!"
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hikennosabo · 5 months
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if you thought you saw the last of me in the tag... think again!!!
let's fucking goooooo... it's been a little while, so i feel like i'm rusty LMAO...
showdown with the dodongo brothers at honeycomb village (parts 1 & 2):
wow that's a mouthful of a chapter title. anyway.
seeing manga vash with fully blonde hair is... a little strange, now.
OH, SAME WITH SEEING WOLFWOOD... y'know... alive... i fucking MISSED HIMMMMMMM (<- i literally just saw him, i've been rewatching 98 again)
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this is so fun i love it so much
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oh there are SO many good expressions but if i post them all i'm sure i'll hit the image limit
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vash's pout is so cute and funny but i NEED to draw attention to meryl in the corner... i love her sm
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vash is twiddling his thumbs... he's so cute...
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well these sure are names
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even in the black-and-white manga... even though her hair was brown on the color page... we STILL get a blonde milly jumpscare?!?! really?!?!?
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AAHHHH... HIS SMILE.... TOO BRIGHT......!!!!!!
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they're so silly :( i missed this... waaaah...
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oh my goodness, i am in LOVE with this page.
i love wolfwood scolding vash too, lol. it's a conversation they've had many times before, but it feels... idk, lighter than usual?
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i love this page soooo much... their expressions are cute. i'm getting "he's an idiot, but he's MY idiot" vibes from wolfwood, lol :') they're in love your honor
and the cliffhanger reveal... i don't have that much to say about the plot tbh... hmmmm, i'm not separating these chapters in this post anyway.
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they :)
it wouldn't be a nightow action scene if it was easy to follow, but i'm glad i examined this page in detail instead of letting my eyes just pass over it because
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i LOVE this panel... the one in the middle of the spread is great too but i LOVE the angle of this... vash reaching over wolfwood to shoot, while wolfwood shields him... ugh... thank GOD for vashwood
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oh my god...... he's so cute.......
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GIRLLLLSSSS I LOVE YOUUUUU
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OH YEAH, VASHWOOD, BABEY!!!!!!!!!! vash holding on to the punisher... :D
is vash shooting the rockets so they change trajectory... that's so fucking insane. i love it
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THE SILLIES
man this was a fun one. i loved seeing vashwood being a battle couple again and just having a relatively low-stakes/light-hearted romp was a really nice thing to read after the horrors. which i am now a few weeks removed from, but they still haunt me...
trigun: the lost plant:
as someone who had (has!! i still love it!) an enduring dr stone obsession in 2021-2022, i am IMMUNE to boichi's art!!! this is significantly hornier than dcst though, not that i'm surprised in the slightest, dcst does have its own horny designs/moments unfortunately... this is the difference between shonen and seinen i suppose--hold on, that's not what this post is about!! *deletes entire other paragraph talking about dr stone*
60 years post-canon... vash's lifespan has been significantly shortened, but i do wonder how much he has left in him. he lived 150 years without any visible black appearing in his hair, so even if he has just a few strands of blonde left, they might last him a long time... well i don't think any of these stories are canon anyway so it doesn't matter LOL
as far as the plot goes...
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the explanation for how plants produce matter is interesting but why did it manifest as a child and why is it a black hole and why this specific plant and how did vash even--oh, WHATEVER!! i suppose there is a reason boichi was the artist for dr stone and not the writer.
very cool to see vash drawn in boichi's style though! it's pretty similar to the early dr stone manga, even though dcst came 5+ years later... and the art style of dcst changed over time, although--wait, no, that's NOT what this post is about!!!
the denizens of the sand planet:
okay, this one is by... *googles* wait, this is the guy who did lucifer and the biscuit hammer?? and planet with??? HUHHH... i've only watched planet with, but i've heard VERY good things about biscuit hammer (manga)... anyway
this is a cute story. the found family is cute.
okay sorry this doesn't matter but it is bugging me (ha) a bit. these post-canon stories don't like... actually show us how the world changed after the battle. because it's something i've been wondering about... like, they show a guy cleaning a plant bulb, but would there even be any plants left in bulbs at this point?
and like, this...
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wouldn't the exploitation end. like i suppose plants would still get "worn out" eventually, but i would expect more of a symbiotic relationship at this point. so what's with this imagery?
I'M OVERTHINKING IT!!!!! OKAY!!!! JUST ENJOY THE CUTE FOUND FAMILY STORY!!!!
les enfants:
i. am. in. LOVE!!!! WITH THIS ART STYLE!!!!!!
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THEY ARE SO FUCKING SHAPED!!!!!!
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legato?!?!?! :D :D :D :D :D
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ohhh i love this redraw!!!!!! oghhhhhh!!!!!! oooooooogh!!!!!
i love this art!!!!! i love this art!!!!!!
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EVERYBODY SHUT THE FUCK UP HE'S SLEEPING!!!!!! ohhh i love this. i like the wording too. "decided to slumber"... he's fucking eepy. he's cozy.
ALSOOOOO
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RAZLO (i'm assuming)!!! HE'S SO FUCKING. SHAPED. his GRIN!!! IS SO FUNNY. i'm in tears... i love him...
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WAAAHHHH COUCH JUMPSCARE... I DONT NEED THIS WHEN I'M EXPERIENCING SUCH JOY GUSHING OVER THE ART...
the art outside the storybook is also lovely, it's very detailed and delicate...
i would like to believe merylmilly got married and grew old together... yeah...
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DUDE, I'M GONNA CRY...... vashwood image... this is a really lovely story. definitely my favorite of all of them.
milly/meryl satellite tv:
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so they chase him around for 24 hours straight once a week... poor vash LOL
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hey hey hey hey hey this is supposed to be a silly goofy fun time why are you showing me this. i'm so sad. i'm glad the family is being fed at least.
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i always assumed that "eriks" was a name vash chose for himself but this is way funnier
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there is so much going on here
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LIVIO LMAO......
yeah that was very silly
raijin: rising:
incredibly jarring tone shift from the previous story lol... i really enjoy the rai-dei focus though. he's cool but he didn't get a backstory in the manga so i appreciate this a lot. i wouldn't mind more stories like this focusing exclusively on side characters tbh.
it gets pretty brutal... i don't know what to say about this story besides that. it's an interesting look at what could've made rai-dei the way he is.
cutting is fighting:
we're ending this not with a bang but with a whimper... swapping meryl in for the haircut scene is... blegh. whatever. and they exaggerate her crush on vash too much. like yeah she's kind of tsundere in canon (moreso in the anime imo) but she's not a teenager yknow? the satellite tv story did that too but that one was supposed to be goofy and exaggerated so it was whatever.
the most interesting thing here is the lack of dialogue. that's a fun creative choice. and i like the gag with vash's hair being too nasty to comb LOL... and the haircut options. that's all...
overall i'd give this a... 6.5/10? 'les enfants' was definitely my favorite by far and nightow's story was a lot of fun too. the others ranged from "meh at best" to "sure, it was good" lol. i liked seeing the different art styles... i don't have much else to say.
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The hype building up again for maybe Robert coming back made me do a rewatch of some of my fave robron bits, and i forgot how much I loved (most of)'the reunion episode!
More specifically how thirsty that Mike guy was for Robert, can def relate 😆
Kinda wish they'd gotten together for a bit, he deserved an sweet, short term kind of thing before getting back with Aaron (maybe Mike could have moved back to Ireland? Or he was rebounding from an ex as well?).
Just something to prove to Robert that not all of his relationships would end because of him doing something bad?
Looking back, a lot is kind of shrugged off (as it's a soap) and gets 'resolved' really quickly. And I liked Mike more than Alex so wish he'd been around longer 😆
Yeah I've said it before - i LOVED the reunion ep but I wouldn't have hated Robert "moving on" from Aaron (as if he could ever) with Mike - and pushing the big reunion back a little.
it would also have shut up the "he's Aaron-sexual" (not bisexual or whatever else people have called him but only gay for Aaron) people and shown them that yes Aaron is his soulmate but he's not "only gay for Aaron" - he's bisexual, he likes both.
But yes, something uncomplicated short n sweet, with a guy who saw him in a club and just thought he was cute - nothing more, nothing less.
Who knows, maybe WHEN he comes back, he can have a fling with a randomer while he and aaron are in denial they still love each other.
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Random spoilery thoughts for The Apostate based on my deliriously watching it way after my bedtime last night, but before rewatching it tonight with the husband:
Was very excited to see Bo-Katan’s helmet in the credits. She’s really going places this season, huh?
Loved seeing glimpses of the helmet ritual. I was worried that the kid was going to be baby Din, even though he looked absolutely nothing like him; I was relieved to see it was present day, but I still would’ve liked another flashback to kid!Din. Also, does Din just not have flashbacks anymore? I kind of miss them.
A little salty we didn’t see any Mando’a in this whole ritual. But, I loved seeing the Armorer more. She’s always an intense, mesmerizing presence and even though I now distrust her (is she Force-sensitive? the way she somehow realized that croc-monster was coming… not to mention some of her other appearances where she seems to know more than people are telling her) I always love seeing her do her thing.
I want to try and write something about Din wishing he was welcome for Grogu’s sake (so he can be around other Mandalorians besides Din and discover the community for himself) but can’t seem to figure it out.
Wish we saw some more non-human Mandalorians though :(
SPACE WHALES! Purrgil, yes? Man I still need to watch Rebels. But I obstinately want to watch all of Clone Wars first (we made it to season 5! We’re so close!)
I love that Grogu was both entranced by them but also a little scared because they were just so vast. Hence the need for a cuddle, which Din did not object to.
HIGH MAGISTRATE GREEF KARGA, please, if we have to spin off more characters from The Mandalorian to get to their own TV shows, we need to see Greef just Carl Weathersing around. Everything with him is just delightful! Let his cloak get longer every episode, please please please.
Not sure at all about this harebrained IG-11 idea, Din, but I loved that we could hear some of the music that used to play for Kuiil in the theme there, and that Din straight-up called IG his friend.
DEAR GOD IN HEAVEN WHAT WAS THAT I did not expect DROID HORROR here!!!
Love to see Nevarro all grown up! Greef may still be a little shady and obviously self-serving but I love that he wants to bring other people along with him too. The more wealth around in general the more for him too, right? So of course Nevarro needs to get respectable and dank farrik, he’s just the man to do it.
I’m glad Cara Dune didn’t die on the way back to her home planet. I’ll miss her presence as a friend and comrade to Din but I won’t miss Gina Carano’s bullshittery. Maybe we can meet a buff female Mando this season to add to the roster if we have to be adding new characters.
Big man in tiny room 😍
GROGU NO omg I love that he is just as awful as real toddlers sometimes 😂
…and yet Din thinks it’s time for him to learn about hyperspace navigation what even is this parenting technique
I still miss the Razor Crest, but I like that the Naboo thing (what is it called again?) makes Din even more menacing as a pilot
Dad Is My Seatbelt ❤️
I enjoy the mossy pirate. He is rather disgusting but I’ve never seen a design quite like that before.
Bo-Katan really has nothing better to do these days than lecture Din, does she? I love how disillusioned she’s become with the Darksaber. “Just wave that thing around and they’ll do whatever you say.” I also love that she calls out Din’s tribe for being superstitious and weird again. Like we all know Din is gonna ride a mythosaur by the end of this season or next and he’ll find the mines and they better be super cool, but I’m still feeling solidarity with Bo-Katan, resident skeptic
I just need Din to really sit down and think, “Do I regret taking my helmet off? It was always to help Grogu. To try and keep him alive, to try and find him, to say goodbye to him. Don’t I owe loyalty to him, too? Do I feel like an apostate?” Figure your shit out, sir!
But in the meantime, keep proudly telling everyone you meet your son’s horrible name. I made myself laugh for a minute straight when I realized Greef is over here thinking Din named Grogu that on purpose
Plotwise, definitely the most scattered premiere of the show, and because of it, not the most effective episode. I’d give it a B - perfectly enjoyable and some really fun, surprising moments, but it’s not asking the big questions that it keeps hinting at just yet. I hope they get there.
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golbrocklovely · 6 months
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okay since a bunch of you asked, here is my review of kris' podcast with snc ! :)
first off, i highly recommend you go watch it. i'll link it right here. it was seriously so fun to watch and very silly. but it had some really good points in it too.
i'll give some overall thoughts and then i'll point out random things that i liked.
so i think the flow of their conversation thru out the podcast was really fun, even if they were hung over from the night before. kris is really good at interviewing ppl, or at least snc. so i'm interested to see her do other podcasts in the future.
the beer pong element was a fun way to break up the podcast without getting it too far off topic.
this podcast also really made me love kris. i've watched her from time to time, never been a huge fan or anything. just someone that i could occasionally throw on in the background or whatever. but her banter with snc… top notch. i want to be friends with her just so we could sass snc together.
they were all so giggly together and it was just so cute to see. 10/10 watch this podcast again.
also…. was it just me or was she flirting with colby??? i KNOW they are just friends. i'm not actually shipping them…. but if they ever got together i wouldn't be mad. just saying.
okay, here are some random things that i liked that happened during the podcast:
kris saying colby should do voice acting: YES. she is just like me forreal. especially with the mics she was using, my god his voice is hot.
the reoccurring joke that colby is conceited was kinda fun, until i started thinking of ppl taking it too seriously. that man already gets enough shit, yall better STOP before it gets bad lol
kris' hair looks so nice. i love that color on her. it really warms up her face.
when kris made the joke of "are you guys gonna quit now since you hit 10 mil", and colby said "he (sam) gets to decide that, not me." and then followed it up by explaining their dynamic as "he's the leader and i'm lazy as hell, i don't do anything." this man was feeling SPICY that day lol i love sassy colby it's kinda my favorite
"i'm the girlfriend." - colby brock
sam being the stern one and colby being the go with the flow one makes perfect fucking sense. have i not said this before a 1000 times lol
sam not respecting astrology ppl but then admitting that it's kinda true…. something is not clicking there, cheif
i said this in an ask but them not being able to see but refusing to get glasses; yall are too rich to be BLIND
what is with snc getting houses or staying in places with no ac??? that could NEVER be me omg
so snc ended up mentioning the conjuring house and that what happened there is gonna change lives and might get on national news……. i'll try to say this in a positive way: i LOVE that snc love to shoot for the stars when it comes to their content. and them believing in their own content, being passionate about it, is really nice to see. but like… bffr.
kris having a snapchat group with snc, that's adorable.
i highly recommend watching the part from 20:46 - 21:23. i want this shit to be permanently on repeat in my mind forever. everything about it was a masterpiece. - kris whooping snc's ass - colby complaining the table being too long - kris saying "i'm throwing the same shots as you boi, i'm throwing the same shots as you baby." - the look colby gives her when she says boi (😀), and then the look when she says baby (😏) - kris then saying to sam when he misses a shot "is your mom proud of you?" and then colby's face???? I LOVED EVERY MOMENT
colby saying he can't read comments bc they just make him feel bad breaks my heart. that sometimes he has to refuse to read them just bc they get to him too much. i need everyone to rewatch that clip back next time they want to say something about his appearance that isn't extremely nice. yall fucking suck.
snc strategizing pics on insta is so true. just watch jc's livestream when they hit 10 mil. it took them 20 minutes to post about it lol
re-rack, reconfigure, no no. the real word you're looking for is rearrange. that's what we used to call it.
i love snc with my entire heart, but sometimes it becomes very apparent that they only got a high school education. what do you mean you don't know what the word gaudy means???? ostentatious??? and then colby not knowing what the bible belt is???? cmon now lmao
colby talking about dating/his love life just a bit… kris really is trying to get on my good side sksksks
colby's raya profile saying he's a wwe wrestler, and then his caption being "6'0 on a good day with the right shoes"…. how does he get laid as often as he does???? i can't with him anymore
him also admitting to ghosting and getting bored talking to ppl. imagine being ghosted by colby. i would be embarrassed lol
it was interesting to hear their opinions on 25x25 now. i personally loved that content so to hear them say it wasn't as authentic as the haunted stuff is a bit confusing. i don't know if i would agree with it, but i like hearing what they have to say about it.
sam saying back to kris "if you make this shot, i think ppl will love you… finally." and then saying "make your mom proud"………… why do i find this hot something is wrong with me lol
if you're wondering if i could ever take snc in a fight, the answer is YES. i would absolutely murder them sksksks
snc listening to country music???? what has this world come to?? i mean i'm happy to hear they like country but it's just so surprising
colby saying his favorite movie is 'life of pi' but not understanding it and kris saying "you're so cute." i love that moment.
colby needs to make more music STAT
kris saying she's sleeping with socks on and colby not liking that: sir, you enthusiastically told xplrclub that you watch cist popping videos i don't CARE what you have to say.
colby also not wanting to saying anything to get canceled is very accurate
the little handshake they all did at the end of beer pong was adorable.
colby being good at moving his tongue fast………. i'm not even gonna say anything lmao
also his inability to do the cowabunga with his left hand. i fucking cried laughing at that.
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