#...i'm actually trying to do just that funny enough

[charlie-pippin-faraday]

A compilation of my favorite Makoto lines you get if you fuck around in chapter 6 instead of investigating where you're supposed to:

The shelves in the warehouse: How can they afford all this stuff? Are they making that much money off their damn "killing game" broadcast? That's the only way I can think of for them to be able to buy all this. Whoever they are, they must be an adult. A dirty, awful, evil adult!

The bath water inside the bathhouse: I just realized I haven't taken a bath since I rolled around in all that trash...I could really use a nice bath to clear my head...but there's no time!

Sauna: Urg...it's so hot. Makes it hard to even focus...I feel like I'm slowly losing my mind...Y-Ya know, if you pronounced "Thursday" like "Thaursday"...that'd be kinda funny...

The machinery/control panel thing in the physics lab: The sound of the machinery seems like it's trying to tell me something...It's exploring the structure of the materials, recording the interaction of the elements...From individual particles to cosmic systems, including the phenomena of life itself...That's physics!

The shelf in the physics lab equipment room: Now that's a big shelf.

The locker in the rec room: This is where Toko hid when Sakura...It almost seems fitting. Not that I'd ever say that to her... [wtf do you mean by that, Makoto???]

The chess-themed bottles in the rec room: Did Monokuma make this bottle himself? Like...by hand? Or paw? Or whatever?

The pool table in the rec room: The pool table...For some reason, I feel like Byakuya would be into something like this. [side note: based on my notes and what I remember, I genuinely don't think Byakuya stepped foot into the rec room until Sakura's death. Like, there's not even a free time slot where he's hanging out in there. So why would Makoto think this lol. Is he just fantasizing about Byakuya?]

The Monokuma statue in the art room: I have to assume Monokuma made this statue himself...What kinda big-shot wannabe makes a statue of himself? That's so medieval...

The plaque on the trophy case in the gym entryway: When I look at this plaque, I think..."so what?"

Hiro's room: This is Hiro's room. I don't have any reason to want to go inside...

Hina's room: This is Hina's room. I don't wanna imagine what she'd do if I went in without telling her...

Byakuya's room: This is Byakuya's room. If I set foot inside without asking, he'd feed me to the vultures...

Kyoko's room: This is Kyoko's room. I think she'd be *very* unhappy if I just barged in without permission...

[Interestingly enough, despite being alive, Toko's room doesn't get a personalized thought like the other 4 do, that line of dialogue isn't that much different than the one you get when clicking on the doors of all the dead students. Meanwhile Sayaka's room actually gives you something ever so slightly different. Just an interesting thought]

The gun by the front door: This makes me think of that evil robot from Robocop...I really don't have time to be thinking about Robocop. Still, what a great movie...

The cardboard box in the A/V room: Maybe there's some Monocoins hiding in here somewhere... [followed by me immediately finding a Monocoin]

The DVD player in the A/V room: I mostly rent DVDs, so I don't really have too many of my own. That's probably true of most people, so I dunno why I bothered to say anything... [nothing dates this game and says "this was made in 2010" quite as much as this line imo]

The clock in the dining hall: Time is money, they say. Which means I'm burning through my life savings just by existing...

And then finally, my personal favorite:

The swimsuit hanging in the laundry room: You know, all this time the swimsuit's been here, I never found out whose it was. Let's see...Ah! It has Hiro's name written on it! I've been lied to! In so many ways!

[hopeswriting]

Haru's really smart btw. She goes to midori middle school, which yams said is one of the hardest elite all-girls schools to get into. Her dad also teaches maths at a university, so that must have helped her too growing up. She also said she has tutoring from five to six. She does gymnastics and is at least good enough to participate in school's competitions, so you know she's athletic. She has that balance and agility and flexibility and core strength going on for her. She's so crafty and good with her hands. The disguises and costumes she's able to make? Girlie could disappear herself and keep living in namimori just fine. She'll butt heads with you to stick up for herself and her opinions. She'll stand by her principles and what she thinks is right no questions asked, even if it means resorting to violence, which she isn't afraid of and will also do without a second thought lmao. She'll wait for you to get out of prison and write you a lot of letters should you ever kill someone. She'll come with you whenever you have to get rid of an enemy family but will pretend she doesn't see any of it for your peace of mind (which was so funny of her actually zjeksjsk 😭😂). She'll test you to make sure you're still a good person worthy of her liking you and confront you about it if it fails. She'll make sure you're a good person full stop if she thinks you're up to no good even if you've never met before. She'll try to kidnap you to keep you safe when the students at your school are targeted and attacked. She'll put on a brave front for you so you can worry less about her and focus on the things you have to do. She's impulsive and reckless and prone to jump to conclusions. But she's also kind and brave and helpful and resourceful and driven and strong-willed and always well-meaning. She's girly and quirky and friendly and hardworking and energetic and fun and always ready to encourage you and cheer you up.

Anyways. I didn't plan to write all that and turn this into crying over what haru's character could have been hours, but here we are. Also i'm not necessarily saying amano should have just made her mafia too and given her a gun or something lol. I do personally think it wouldn't have gone against her character and i'd have enjoyed watching that happen, but i don't mind that she remained a civilian throughout the manga at all. I don't think it makes her uninteresting either, for sure. I'm just saying that not only she had potential, but there was also actual room within the story to make her a well-fleshed out supportive character. Like, my girl has all of this going on for her and what did we get?? Yeah, that's right. 😔

[ihaznoclue]

In The Code I Found You [Bayverse Donnie x Female Reader]

Request - Anonymous - HI! Can I get aaa... ehm... A.. Happy meal with side of Donnie X fem!reader where they met on the internet, some type of forum or discord server or whatever and they bonded pretty much and now reader wants to see him but Donnie is anxious about it since you know... He's a giant turtle mutant? I couldn't think of an ending so it's up to you!! Oh and a milkshake.. THANK U!

a/n; Alright drive forward! [I'm so hungry now]

Warning - Feeling Anxious, Hidden secrets, Acceptance

╰┈➤ You both met each other on the internet on a discord server, his username went by 'ShellCoder13' at first you thought it was funny for the username itself

Then it started with a comment on your message than a reply to one of your recent messages from today, The two of you were now talking daily, getting closer

Then it turned into late-night conversations about stuff

ShellCorder12 - My brothers are always loud, always arguing but luckily I got to talk to you, someone to talk to you know?

You - Yeah, I get the feeling, if you have anything to talk about you can always tell me :)

ShellCoder13 - Thanks Name, you're a real one

Messages turned into voice chats, debating, learning more about each other and sharing dumb memes and laughing

But you never saw his face though, thinking what he would look like

But he also never asked of yours too

After six months of chatting to each other over the phone, there was a more deeper connection between you two but you really wanted to see him, the true him

So you brought it up one night while on a voice call with each other as he went silent and you knew something was off about him today

"Don?" Your voice called out through the mic

There was a little bit of silence at first until you heard his voice speak "I - Name.. It's not that I don't want to but if you knew how badly I've wanted this to happen.."

Then a nervous chuckle came by "It's just.. I'm not exactly what you would expect"

You were confused, "What do you mean, wait pfft, I now imagine you as a 60 year old dude who is catfishing me with scientific quotes" You teased

You heard a sigh "I wish it was simple.."

A long pause was heard and then he spoke again but more lower "I'm not.. human.." He confessed

You heart skipped a beat "What do you mean?" You asked, hoping for a answer

"I mean,, I'm a six foot eight mutant turtle who basically lives in the sewers of New York City who fights crimes and the ninja clan called the 'foot clan' with my brother that I mentioned about before hand"

....

You then heard a nervous laugh "And this is the part where you leave the call and block me"

But you didn't, you asked if he was being serious to which he was, you also asked how it happened and he told you and you listened to everything he said

...

..

.

Now a week has passed by quickly.. You were on a train to NYC, though Donnie was trying to convince you on that knowing him not he internet was better and safer than in real life

But you told him that you were brave enough to come and visit him and that's what you are doing

You were now standing where he told you to meet him, somewhere that was chilly as fog was everywhere as your heart was beating out of your chest

He never saw your face before and you never saw his and this was the day you two were going to see each other for the first time

And then you saw him, a tall figure in the shadows but you then saw him, golden eyes, glasses, tech all over him, turtle shell, plastron, green skin everything that represented a turtle

You two didn't say anything but you two looked at each other, like he was trying to convince himself that this was real and this was happening at this very moment

"Hey.." You awkwardly said

"You actually came.."

"Well I did tell you I was going to meet you somehow"

He then stepped a little bit more closer to you "You're not scared?" He asked

You liked dumb-founded than raised an eyebrow and smirked "Nah I was more scared that you weren't actually going to show up and meet me here"

He then laughed "You look.. stunning.." He blushed

You tilted your head as you looked at him, scanning him with your eyes as he looked strange but beautiful

You then held out a hand "So are you.."

He didn't kiss you that night but you weren't ready either.. but when you left, you promised to come back and you did

Over and over and over again

-A<3

[fandomgeeknerd]

I wonder the same thing everyday

your first option is the most for lack of a word (cus i can't remember) "thing most canonical to happen"/"thing that can probs actually happen" sounding bc i imagen stone trying to reopen the mean bean quietly and then the townsfolk notice and start worrying to the point where sonic has to calm them down telling them it's all good bc i believe and hope they trust sonic enough to believe him

second option uhh I don't think g.u.n will take him back after all that rob has done with him and aiding him in it

I'll give you this tho bc maybe by rob saving the world g.u.n will MAYBE have him back but idk i can't really come up with a reason and also if they do ask stone might or WILL say no

(I also wanna voice this funny thought i had that g.u.n might not want him back bc they think stone will make someone else evil bc he's been around rob for so long that rob has rubbed off on him and they don't want to assign stone to another roboticist and then live in fear that stone will make that person evil too, but like i said i don't think they would want him back nor would stone want to go back)

and the third option

stone's in too deep to find someone else but that's my opinion/if I'm soul reading stone correctly, I'm really trying to think as canonically as possible but again just my opinion in fact A LOT of this is my opinion while also trying to think as canonically as possible

but maybe he'd get a pet, own a house, have a normal life and job

i think that'd might be a lot for him tho considering he went from government agent to life with robotnik to THIS

aka crazy, then exciting with some stress, to nothing/flat line/cold turkey. All we've seen of stone is all action and excitement and stress at some points. I'd probs would be really hard for him to live like that

so i really like your first option that one I think is the most viable

and I'm really glad ur thinking villain stone very loudly too

genuinely though, where the fuck does Stone go after the third movie, in a canon-realistic way?

Back to Mean Beans? Changes are it closed down or got destroyed after the end of Sonic 2, and I doubt he'd want to be so close to Sonic and Co without blaming them for everything

Work as an agent for someone else? Please. He'll die before he moves on from Robotnik.

Go find a normal life with a cottage a wife/husband a dog and a normal job? If he tries that he'll just go crazy, I feel. Or it would just be a way to supress the volcano of feelings inside him until it innevitably erupts later on.

I'm not saying villain!Stone is the most logical answer canon wise. But I'm thinking it. Loudly.

[wingedknightrose]

WIP Weekend

Fuck it, haven't done one of these in forever and a day XP Not tagged by anyone, doing it just because!

No pressure tagging: @lucien-lachance, @simonsquest, @rosebleue, anyone else that has something they're working on they want to show off

More LoS, kicking back to the timeline of the 1st game.

Petru’s stomach twisted into tighter and tighter knots the more the man spoke. Carrying a body to the graveyard - was it just an unfortunate traveler Gabriel had met on the road? And the glaring - most people thought Gabriel was glaring when he really wasn’t, but he would have been if he’d been sent out the day after his son was born. Yet - no, he wouldn’t have, because Gabriel wouldn’t have gone. It wouldn’t matter that the Elders commanded it of him, he would refuse. Christ himself would have to descend from Heaven to convince Gabriel to leave his wife and newborn son - and even He would find it a difficult prospect. Which could only mean… “Ruglia? You’ve gone pale—“ Gabriel always greeted Marie first when he returned home. He wasn’t supposed to, but he always, always did.

[aquanutart]

[dragonwysper]

Seeing all these other pwASPD talk about how they hate socializing because they don't care about people's drama and they think it's all stupid is so interesting to me. I also dislike socializing, but like I DO wanna hear the drama. It has to be interesting, but I like sitting back and listening to these crazy-ass stories. It's entertaining as hell, and also saves me from the agony of trying to come up with a non-canned response for small talk.

[undomesticated-animal]

Some tags from @hyenaboycunt, @darethebrave, and @seimsisk that really cut to the quick of what I was trying to do here.

Tag Set #1

#absolutely love this piece#it took a moment for me to properly catch on since i dont think ive encountered written spanglish before#relevant linguistic background for me:#monolingual english speaker‚ 3 years of latin in HS‚ & familiar with pronunciation rules for spanish#plus a few friends/acquaintances who've spoken spanglish around me (but they're not consistently part of my life)#so i did the monolingual thing and focused on the obviously english paragraphs first#but once i grokked what i was looking at i started over#when reading English i dont really have an internal voice. i usually know the words and what they mean#(i sometimes completely miss out on written puns because of this‚ funny enough)#anyway. i started over. and i know the pronunciation rules but i dont have much experience reading spanish.#so i had to sound out a lot of it (internally) while i was reading.#and i was surprised by how much i understood when i could “hear” the words#even if i absolutely couldn't translate them.#and i did have to look to the english paragraphs for help of course‚ but less often than i expected#it's funny too that i was reminded of two people in my life who i hear speak like this. one is a friend's mother and i can HEAR the way#the way she says “mijo” to her son (my friend)#the other is a family friend I haven't thought of in YEARS but this writing has me hearing her voice and seeing her mannerisms so clearly.#I'm enamored with how actually thinking about the *sounds* both 1) made this exponentially more comprehensible to me#and 2) brought to mind the voices of family friends speaking to their children#it feels so very much like *home*#not my specific home. but it's something I've personally only heard spoken in places that *feel* like home.#really wonderful writing here Domi.#there's more thoughts churning but ironically words fail me. and tragically i dont have any other languages i can try

Tag Set #2

#i haven’t used my three years of high school spanish in quite a while#but what a linguistically fun reading challenge!#also a very good poem OP thank you for sharing#it was neat to catch the little differences between the paragraphs#art#poetry

Tag Set #3

#this sentence applies to all languages I think#everyone go read op's tags please#I do not speak Spanish but I can read it more of less fluently because I'm Brazilian and it just works like that#reading the spanglish versions felt so good#and I related to so much of it even if my circumstances are completely different#I have been through the experience of trying to date in English and it was such a mess#how to explain to a gringo the meaning of carinho? carente?

I had a really public meltdown a few months back because something happened during a date that made me realize I had slowly let my entire love life happen in English. And while I didn't [and still don't] feel like the answer is to demand that my partners learn Spanish in order to talk with me, I did realize that part of why I felt so thoroughly alienated from affection in my relationships is because it is in Spanish and Spanglish that I feel verbal care and affection. English feels....sterile and professional. Which is maybe a reasonable outcome of a world where "home" welcomes my polyglot behavior and "the rest of the world" gets irritated with me for requiring extra work of them to communicate.

It somehow never seems to occur to people that the work they dislike having to do for me will have to get done regardless, and what they are objecting to is literally my attempt to not carry and perform all of that work alone and unsupported in relationships that are meaningful to me.

That's a dynamic that's hard to vocalize to others unless they already internally recognize the experience and can pick up on it.

My partners still don't speak Spanish. But these days I do. Almost universally in my relationships, Spanish and Spanglish are verbalized markers of my feelings of intimacy, care, and trust in another. I use more over time as I become comfortable, I rely almost exclusively on common MexíCalí pet names and diminutives for partners, and the more relaxed/less rigidly self-managed I am, the more likely I am to simply reach for Spanglish first and foremost.

When I wrote this, I wrote the English paragraphs first. It took a little while, but it was doable because I use English A LOT in my professional and personal life obviously. Next I wrote the Spanish. This was harder. I have few people to keep up with, so I was anxious about mixing up my spelling, my grammar, my vowel modifiers, etc. I did a lot more checking and rechecking of my work to ensure that I was not misremembering my conjugations and grammatical structures.

I wrote the Spanglish last. I wrote it in under five minutes. I wrote it without once feeling the need to confirm my grammar or vocab. I wrote it and immediately felt it conveyed my tone and intention far better than either monolingual version. It was the closest thing I've ever felt to not having to "translate" my thoughts for someone else, and I spent a little time after just quietly having a cry about reaching my 30s before ever letting myself write the way I think, before letting myself trust my partners and loved ones with this part of me that is so integral to how it feels to be at home with another person.

I actually considered recording myself speaking the poem aloud because I agree with @hyenaboycunt that the way I write is meant to be read aloud, not read in one's mind, and there were several times reading it to myself that I realized reading it would lose something too. Several words where my accent and pronunciation was not the same as the language of the word itself, or where the blending went further than simply mixing and matching words within a sentence. I still might take a recording, we'll see. I really do think it's the next logical place for this art piece to go. But I also know that speaking is so raw and vulnerable to me, and while I would typically just have someone else do the recording, this is a circumstance where that wouldn't solve the issue at all. It has to be me. And ironically, that's what may end up limiting me from being able to do it. Yet again, my relationship with language being complicated creates barriers to communication that even *I* can barely recognize without real intentional thought. How can I expect others to see how much I do to be understood when I can barely admit it to myself?

En íngles, y otra vez in Spanish

No sé to describe mi relationship con mi lingua. Complicado, I suppose. No sé qué the words that will come en mi mente primary, y sometimes es difícil traducir between las idiomas. Creo que most people figure translation ser word-for-word, pero no es menos un pequeño here and there. Sometimes I look for las palabras exactamente por way too long y sientame abrumado. People act like eres estúpido if words are hard for you. Y adorame cual ser talking down a mi en bed, pero tiempo otros I get so angry when people decide no es importante para mi tiene tiempo enough communicarse. I don’t know how to describe my relationship with language. Complicated, I suppose. I never know which words will come to me first, and sometimes it’s hard to translate between languages. I think people expect translation to be word by word, but it so rarely is. Sometimes I search for the correct replacement word for way too long and it makes me feel so overwhelmed. People treat you like you’re stupid if you struggle with your words. And I like to be talked down to in bed, but the rest of the time it makes me so angry when people decide it’s not important for me to have the time to communicate properly. No sé cómo expressar mi social relación con la idioma. Quizás complicado. Nunca sé qué palabras vendrán primero a mi mente y, a veces, es difícil traducir entre los languajes. Creo que la mayoria de la gente se figurarán que la traducción sea palabra por palabra, pero raramente está. A veces trato de encontrar la palabra exacta durante demasiado tiempo y me poniendo abrumado. La gente actúa como si fueras estúpido si las palabras están costarían. Y adoro que me traten con condescendencia en la cama, pero si no me airado mucho cuando la gente decide que no es importante para mí tener tiempo para comunicarme. I wonder often how it feels hablar o necesitar solamente una idioma, y inglés at that. ¿Reconocéis how much nuestro uso de language changes how nos entendemos y our place aquí en es? I often wonder how it feels to only use or need one language, and English at that. Do people realize how much our language changes how we understand the world, our place in it? Me pregunto con frecuencia qué se siente hablar o necesitar solo una idioma, y ​ lo que es más, inglés. ¿Reconocéis todos de lo mucho que la idioma cambia nuestra comprensión del otros y nuestras relaciones sociales? La idioma es all about relationships. La forma de la palabra implies más y mucho about la context sociales en el que it’s spoken. Crecí con myriad trozos de significado in each sentence spoken. English feels desolado en momentos. ¿Cómo se dice mijita como en una chica que es carnal para mi con el tono solamente? En inglés, estan mucho emphasis en the meaning of body language and I imagine los otros rarely notice this. Maybe por eso I have such a bad time entender mi role para las vidas de mis quieridos. Menos Mamá, lo no tengo con que hablar Spanish. Pero maybe menos los diminutivos y verbalizacion de relationships sociales en nuestro day to day conversacion, no créo sé how to fill la falta. Quizás part of el problema conmigo y my understanding of non-verbal communicación, and I figure it out claro que si, pero I forget how often no es necesito hacer que.

Spanish is all about relationships. The shape of a word implies so much about the social context in which the word is being used to communicate. I grew up with so many layers of meaning in every sentence spoken. English feels almost desolate sometimes. How do you convey that you are calling someone baby girl with the love you have for family with only tone? There is so much weight put on non-verbal communication in English that I think people rarely notice. Maybe that’s why I have so much trouble understanding my role in the lives of my loved ones. Aside from my mother, no one I love speaks Spanish well enough to use it with me. But maybe without those little suffixes and verbalization of social relationships in our day to day conversation, I don’t know how to fill in the gaps left behind. Maybe some of the conflict in how others speak and how I hear their words is the absence. I’ve never been good at reading body language, and I surely figure it out in Spanish too, but I forget sometimes how many little spaces it isn’t necessary in my mother tongue. La idioma del espanol es una cuestión de relaciones. La forma de una palabra expresarse mucho del contexto social en el que se habla la palabra. Crecí con tantas trozos de significado en cada oraciónes hablado. La idioma del inglés es desolado por momentos. ¿Cómo se dice mijita como en una chica que es carnal para mi con el tono solamente? En inglés se pone mucho énfasis en el significado que expresa el cuerpo y imagino que los otros ven es raremente. Quizás por eso me resulta difícil comprender mi ubicación social en las vidas de mis queridos. Menos mi madre, nul de mis quieridos habla español con sultura para usarlo conmigo. Pero sin esos diminutivos y la charla sobre relaciones sociales en nuestras expresiones, no sé cómo llenar la falta. quizás un componente del problemo en cómo entiendo a los demás es la falta de contexto. Soy malo para interpretar el expressiones corporal, y también lo entiendo en español, claro que si, pero olvido que con frecuencia no es necesario en mi lengua materna. Me pregunta how it is por la gente del otra cara. ¿How is it to see how much más acepción there is anytime una palabra cambia en español? ¿What do you notice changing when leé lo que está escrito aquí? I wonder what that is like for people on the other side of the coin. How does it feel to realize how many componants of a single word can be changed in Spanish to convey meaning? What do you see change when you try to navigate my language? What was it like to read this post? Me pregunto cómo será eso para la gente del otro cara. ¿Cómo es ver los muchos pequeños cambios en una palabra que tienen significado? ¿Qué ves cuando intentas interpretar mi idioma? ¿Cómo fue leer lo esto obra? Some say a mi está buenísima that I lapse en el español during sex. Some react poorly when I cambio en medio idiomas. Otros no tienen any reaction at all. No creó sé what I want people entender para mi behavior. Yo sé quiero to be loved en mi context. I know this makes la spoken idioma un dificíl way para mi aceptar love. I wonder how entendeís conmigo. Sometimes people tell me it’s hot that I lapse into Spanish during sex. Sometimes people react with visible discomfort whenever I move between languages. Others don’t have any reaction at all. I don’t know how to convey to someone what meaning I want them to take from this behavior. I know that I want to be loved in my own context. I know that I cannot be loved in a context others lack. I know this makes language a difficult form of love for me to accept. I wonder how others would come to understand that about me.

Algunas personas me dicen que está buenísima que hablo español cuando folo. Algunos reaccionan en contra de con desasosiego cuando cambio en medio idiomas. Otros no tienen ninguna reacción. No sé cómo decir qué espero que interpreten de esta acción. Quiero ser quierido en mi propio contexto. Sé que no puedo ser quierido en un contexto de lo cual otros es falta. Es difícil para mí aceptar la idioma hablado como una forma de cariño porque que esto verdad. Me pregunto cómo los otros entienden eso de mí.

[seventh-district]

Figured I'd try my hand at some Redacted character post/text edits!

[ 1 / ? ]

Credit to @/sainthowlzon for all the Listener icons, and to @/elisacaleisa for their google drive with all the canon icons!

(slightly alternative version of the Solaires' GC edit below the cut bc i had a lil too much fun with what Vincent would name his contacts)

[dewwshi]

princess of mithral hall

[kalied0skull]

one of these days on the sodablog soda is gonna flirt with a guy in front of steve and steve is gonna try his damnest not to flip a lid because not only does it prove he has more of a chance of getting with soda (because he has this constant doubt that soda ISN'T bi) but it's also just pissing him off even MORE that soda is dodging around asking steve out like the plague

"haha, hey..." says soda with a winky face, his classic lean against the counter and stupid charming grin

and then picture steve in the corner clenching his fists, gritting his teeth, about to punch the fuck out of that pretty guy soda's actively got wrapped around his finger.

[disposal-blueeee]

from this thing lolz

ty to @cherry-207 for the idea !! XPP

vargas by zarla-s

[drpicklesart]

they are going to mehnahnaroo

[moonchild-in-blue]

Oh mother, tell your children Not to do what I have done Spend your lives in sin and misery In the house of The Rising Sun

[good--merits-accumulated]

going through some old left-for-dead projects and just found this one where I was like. INTENT on dissecting jeff's brain on the operating table (i.e. google docs) but only from todd's weird skewed pov

[professor voice] it's about brothers as eternal combatants and it's about being so convinced of your own goodness you excuse your shitty actions. it's also about comparing yourself to a dog because you feel less fully formed than your brother. lol.

[archersgoon]

wowwwww more work being done in the building common areas with zero fucking notification from my landlord? everybody pretend to be surprised!