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perhaps we go a little evilstyle tomorrow. as a treat
I think those of us who watched Fruits Basket 2001 as a child and loved Shigure and thought he was so funny and later learned what happened in the manga need some sort of support group
Javert right at the end of Stars always sounds like he let his feelings slip through and needs to hurriedly correct himself before he goes too far into admitting his crush on jvj
"Lord, let me find him..."😔💕
"that I may see him..."🥺💕
".........Safe behind bars!" 😡😡😡🔥🔥🔥
just in time for June 5, Les Mis is once more taking over my entire consciousness. I have been listening to Empty Chairs At Empty Tables on loop
y'all gotta listen to this marius
just wait for him to do the thing
you’ll know it when you hear it
i like when you’re in the grocery store and you see people buying eggs because they always pick up the carton and then open it like it’s a metal briefcase full of cash involved in a drug deal and they’re confirming it’s money. “don’t bother counting it, it’s all there. 12.” then they always pick one up and inspect it like, “yeah, it’s grade A alright…the real deal.”
People are checking to see if any of the eggs are cracked you walnut
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Maybe it's because I'm Catholic, but whenever I hear the phrase "May the Force be with you" I REALLY want to respond "And with your spirit" like I'm at mass. Is this just a Catholic thing bc of our masses, or are other Christians hit with the compulsion?
Anyway happy May 4th
May the Fourth is almost here. Ergo, it is almost time for me to be annoying to my family members that are huge Star Wars fans and text them this picture of Spock and bait them for a reaction
my siblings and I watch anime with our dad, and he struggles to remember the names of characters from shows. a few summers ago we all watched Jujutsu Kaisen as one big happy family. A standout character for all of us was Nanami (of course).
Now my dad casually refers to Nanami as "the accountant guy" which is understandable.
However
He also refers to any character from ANY anime or cartoon who bears even a passing resemblance to Nanami as "the accountant guy" or "the one who looks like the accountant guy" and the result is a charade of (a) trying to remember who the hell "the accountant guy" is, and (b) trying to figure out which character he is referring to from the new show we are watching
Below is a list of characters he has referred to in this manner
Nanami (JJK)
Clock King (Batman the animated series)
Charlie Nash (Street Fighter)
Scar (Fullmetal Alchemist)
Its also funny because many of these characters are the furthest possible thing from Accountants and each new one gets even more ridiculous
I think I just brought some joy into another person's day, in a schadenfreude sort of way
Hearing chuckles when you are struggling with a no-longer-automatic door kinda let's you know that
SAINW but it’s a self fulfilling prophecy & a loop.
Donatello travels to the possible future and is later pulled back home. The family, he included, tell each other about their adventures across time and space. Later, on a normal day of non-interest, they can’t find Don. They look and search but find nothing. Don’s tale of the future he visited comes to mind but they push it aside, surely this isn’t that. Surely Don just fell asleep in the sewers somewhere and his phone is turned off.
But soon they’re running away as their father gives his life for their continued survival. Soon the sky turns black with pollution and the earth is covered in bones. The sky filled with utroms in weaponized mech suits. Soon Mikey screams out as he looses his arm. Soon Raph’s follow as goop that once was his eye flow down his face. Soon Leo trades his bandana for a pair of sunglasses.
And without notice, Michelangelo is in his late fourties’ staring at his 16-year old brother as he asks what happened to his arm. Later, as the three brothers gather together to talk in private, one brings up a dusty memory from thirty years ago. Of a 16-year old Donatello on the living room couch describing a mirror of each of them. Of how Mikey yelled out for him as he died. Of how Leo once again turned his back to the enemy. Of how Raph fueled by rage fizzled out on top of his brother. Surely they can prevent this. They know what the Other Them did not.
But as Mikey is surrounded by Karai Legionnaires, he calls out to his missing brother thirty years too young. As he falls he realizes, he did exactly as what was described thirty years ago. As Leo feels a burning pain at his back, in his shell, he turns around to look at Karai one last time. And as he falls he is reminded of a conversation thirty years ago. As Raph crawls along the floor, pain across his plastorn, he reaches for his brother laid out on the floor before him. Collapsing onto his brother, name on his lips, he is reminded of a haunted tale from thirty years past.
As they die they come to know. This has happened before. They were told of it. And as it happened then and now, it will happen again. Who knows how many times this has happened and will continue to happen. Maybe this Donatello, this 16-year old version of their brother, the only one they can ever know, will survive. Maybe this one stays and they won’t die on the cold hard ground of the Shredder’s throne room. This again is a mirror of thoughts created hundreds of times before.
And as Donatello is pulled back into his family’s arms, he tells the tale of a future that could be. Uttering the same exact words countless him’s have before.
me, trying to explain fanfiction in the most clinical way possible after it comes up in a YouTube video and he asks "what is a 'fic'??" like I haven't been reading them since middle school:
passed a flower shop with a tattoo parlor across the street.
This feels like the start of an old Tumblr post
me, watching a movie:
"Sean Bean??!!??"
"..."
"I have a prediction."
update: he lasted less than 3 minutes
update update : he is listed in the intro credits as "starring," so he might have lasted longer than it seems..
I am maintaining my prediction though
me, watching a movie:
"Sean Bean??!!??"
"..."
"I have a prediction."
update: he lasted less than 3 minutes
me, watching a movie:
"Sean Bean??!!??"
"..."
"I have a prediction."