#its a gem methinks

[multongsisig]

recently finished reading to play with a master and i cant stop thinking about it...

[gemwolfz]

awesome doodle collection yaaay

[timey-fandom-stuff]

I will not start another project. I will not start another project. I will not start another project. I will not start another project. I will not start another project. I will not start another project. I will n

[cronxl]

im. so ill. where does one even begin with?? like

// WL FINALE SPOILERS‼️ (finale yap 💔)

ok. firstly: shiny duo (+ cleo :3) things. (totally not bc im so insane abt them. 100% hahahdvav fucking explodes)

WE DIDNT GET MURDER CAMEL. NOOOO WE WERE SO CLOSE TO THEM HAVING AN ALLIANCE. + CLEO (live laugh luv cleo) WE COULD'VE HAD A NEW KIND OF 3 G'S (w/o this blue haired FREAK /aff i need scott to explode) GASLIGHT, GIRLSLAY (or girlmurder. idk man they both fit methinks), AND GIRLBOSS. (ignore this im posting at 2am. very energetic and also eepy)

THEY ARGDHQ GEM CALLED PEARL PATHETIC AND CUTE AND STILL TRYING TO 1V1 HER. PEARL TELLING GEM THAT HER SNAIL IS LITERALLY NEXT TO THEM EVEN THO SHE WAS TRYING TO KILL GEM. ALSO. WHEN GEM SAW THE G'S AT HER BASE SHE LITERALLY SPECIFICALLY CALLS PEARL. GIRL THEIR WHOLE ALLIANCE IS THERE AND YET THE ONLY PERSON THAT YOU TRULY NOTICE IS PEARL. OK GEM. 😔🤨 NOT THEM CALLING EACH OTHER'S FULL USER. UAGH. THEY MAKE ME SICK.

cough she def misses being w pearl. cough (it goes both ways for them. they miss eachother sm trust) she wants that cookie so bad its actually sososososos insanely painful to watch. i should get a degree in studying whatever the fuck theyve got goin awn. the fact its unresolved is an added thing in there.

moving on bfore i get shiny duo severe stage 10 brainrot. secondly: JOEL WIN. ACTUALLY CRAZY. (<- hes crazy. like genuinely.)

i didnt think that he was gonna win tbh. since yk lizzie is his weakness and lizzie wouldve used that to kill him. honestly if grian hadnt killed lizzie she wouldve probably killed him i think. and lizzies advice to joel to not get scott is so sweet actually <3 imagine trying to kill your husband but at the same time your lowk also looking out for him. she noticed the pattern of him always losing when getting scott wjjwbfm jizzie is os.. precious uaghhqphqvsb

ALSO ‼️ HE AND GRIAN MAKE SUCH A GOOD DUO. I THINK THEYVE TEAMED UP BEFORE ON LIKE LAST LIFE?? I THINK. I WAS ALWAYS WATCHING PEARLS POV. ianfbwnbsl life series brainworms r working overtime on this. too bad im on the verge of eeping.

AND thirdly: the wildcard. er wildcards.

the wildcards returning for the finale is great dont get me wrong. its jst. i guess at the end where all of the wildcards are activated its jst. so much?? like everything happening is too much at the same time yk? i think thats mostly the problem. bc. everyone has to deal with all these deadly wildcards adding up gradually causing some of the players their last life. which i think makes it more.. unsatisfactory? kind of? since the finale for others werent going out in pvp or traps and allat but the wildcards.

all of them happening at the same time is a bit overwhelming?? or maybe its jst me but theres too much going on every moment and such. its jst hard to actually focus/try to kill ppl? we have the slow to speedy thingy happening, the mobs dying and changing, which causes a lot of lag and deaths (gem to a vex is an example of this) cus theres a bunch of mobs to look out for, the trivia bot coming down sometimes at the worst possible moment (a snail chasing u n all), theres also the superpower card its kinda not been properly or well used during all this, and snails since they did end some series and caused a bunch of deaths in their past of being the main wildcard.

and: shiny duo again bc i cant not end this talking abt the wildcard(s) and i love them (sadly true)

them both keeping the bit where gem complimented her red skin. gem saying that she loves pearls red outfit sm. pearl trying to douse gem when her alliance tried to kill her and burn her w lava while they were talking. jsksnwnwbqle ims o sick.

lastly: lizzie having cleos superpower. i am having THOUGHTS abt this.

LIZZIE HAD CLEOS SUPERPOWER. ODLWNWNFNBWKFLD didya guys know that i was more of a shadowrot fan when i started watching last life? now you know !!

kqnebwbf fn also. the shadowrot is being revived w this series. no more thoughts abt shadowrot bfore i get forced into a psych ward.

honorary mention: cleo reaction to pearl getting killed by grian (ignoring the heartache bc i love skyblings sm. uaghhh).

when pearl got killed by grian, cleo ran straight for him. she ignored joel who was stabbing her in the back (literal). she tried so hard to blast grian off that cliff. i dont think she was trying to protect ren, who was getting chased by grian. she didnt yell at him, she was jst quiet and absolutely pissed that pearl died. i mean who wouldnt tbf. pearl was the only remaining teammate of the main 4 g's afterall. ohhhhshdbwb my moonrot heart has been revived.

the life series gals should team up next season i mean WHAT WHO SAID THAT.

[menasors]

Didnmt know what blog to ask this in BUT what pokemon do u think the Stunticons would have.

Idk if yr into pokemon at all

OOOOOO THIS IS SO FUN! I'm actually very into Pokemon, just not part of the fandom lol

I think Motormaster would for sure have an Obstagoon and a Houndoom... I can see him with a Pangoro, too. He'd want to have the coolest and toughest pokemon methinks.

Dead End seems like he'd be into psychic types. I don't know why. He just has that vibe. I'm going to say he'd have a Hatterene as his main buddy, because it's powers combined with its sensitivity make people too scared to go up to Dead End and thus offer him more alone time LOL. Claydol and Chimecho would also be cute buddies for him.

BREAKDOWN! anyways. I can see him having a Sableye because it's eyes are covered by gems, and the soul stealing thing is a legend, and while it'd scare him at first, he gets to realise it's not true. A Greavard would also be so cute because it has no legends of evil and loves being a companion pokemon, and it's candle would be a comforting light source. Emotional support ghost doggy.

Drag Strip would have a Jolteon and Toxtricity. And a Sandshrew. He likes buddies that match him, but he still really enjoys them for info about the pokemon itself and loves training and playing with them, as much as he pretends not to so he can seem super cool. He'd be a pretty skilled Pokemon Trainer methinks.

Wildrider would have like 3 Gengars, a Lapras, and a Cyndaquil. There's no specific types he likes, but he LOVES Gengar and just found Cyndaquil and Lapras one day and got attached. He loves them all equally.

Menasor I think final form Zygarde because they match and it's cute and not many pokemon would match Menasor's height, and Zygarde wouldn't have anyone that matches them, either.

[fourswords]

i know i never shut up about the four sword but anotherrrrr reason i think the four sword is really interesting because everything surrounding it pertains to life. (and i think that kind of supplements my old idea that the four sword would eventually just. literally eat ganon alive inside the seal by virtue of the fact that it's sucking the life out of him lmao). and i do mean EVERYTHING to do with the four sword relates to life in some way, down to the very elements used to reforge it:

"You got the Earth Element! The power of the earth is the source of all living things. The Earth Element is the embodiment of that power."

"You got the Fire Element! Flames bring light to darkness and warmth to all. The Fire Element is the embodiment of that power."

"You got the Water Element! Water quenches thirst, ends drought, and nourishes life. The Water Element is the embodiment of that power."

"You got the Wind Element! The wind carries the seeds of flowers, scattering life across the land. The Wind Element is the embodiment of that power."

the force that the four sword (and the picori blade once upon a time) wields—and absorbs as shown through force gems—is something contained within all living beings ("light force" and "force" kind of get used interchangeably because it's obviously nobody was really thinking of proper continuity when the games were being made; for the sake of my sanity i'm just going to refer to force as the stuff in all living beings and the light force as the Giant Source of it that was passed down in the royal bloodline), and hyrule historia actually refers to force as "the breath of life". obviously the main use of force in the games is to defeat the bad guy but it's really neat to me how every link that wields the four sword is essentially holding a weapon made up of the literal essence of life itself. the master sword has alternative titles like "the sword that seals the darkness" and "the blade of evil's bane" but i think if the four sword had any alternative title out there it would be "the sword of life" because that's genuinely just. what it is. it's a product of taking the light force the picori blade already wielded (since the hero of men used it prior to it being gifted to the princess zelda of his time) and combining it with the elements necessary for nourishing life in all its forms. it would suit it methinks

[bijoumikhawal]

Misquotes

(read on AO3)

"Doctor?" Garak mumbled, still half asleep. Julian was sitting on the edge of the bed, and the shifting weight had woken him.

Julian reached behind him, patting Garak’s hand where it curled on the pillow. "I have to go in early, remember?"

"Mm. No I don't." Garak rose on his elbow. "And as you know-"

Julian sighed, not really all that annoyed- not with Garak anyway. "Cardassians don't forget. I'm sorry, it must've slipped my mind."

"What are you going in for?"

Julian groaned. "Basically my least favorite duty in Starfleet- babysitting some ambassadors. We're trying to convince them to sway more aid from the Federation our way. They'll be here in a few hours, so we're trying to get things tidy."

"Yes, yes, I remember that. The last bit doesn't sound like an activity particularly in need of a skilled surgeon." Garak knew they were coming today, and that Julian would need to give an aggressively simplified lecture about how his plans had gone since arriving on Cardassia, his future plans, trouble he anticipated, and so on. On top of that, he and the hospital staff would have to charm them. Garak had helped him write the lecture and run through things to mention casually.

He looped his arm around Julian's waist. As far as he was concerned, Julian was as prepared as he could be.

"Garak-"

"Who else is working on preparations?"

"Everyone." Julian tried to wiggle away, but Garak pulled him back.

"Well, since you're doing the heavy lifting once they're actually here, I doubt the hospital would begrudge you an hour or two at home."

Julian grabbed Garak’s forearm-

"Your stature resembles the palm. Methinks I'll climb the palm, I'll grasp it's branches. The scent of your vulva like quinces, flowing smoothly, stirring sleepers lips."

Julian's shoulders rose, betraying that he'd been rattled. "You skipped three lines."

"Two of those lines don't apply to you." Garak twisted the hem of Julian's shirt between his fingers. "Besides, haven't you ardently defended such bastardizations to me before?"

Julian wiggled where he sat, not really trying to get away. Garak could smell that the reason was one he was far more amenable to. He never had actually seen a quince before, so he hardly knew if it directly compared to the scent of Julian's arousal. He doubted it.

If he was wrong...

"A bundle of myrrh is my love to me; between my breasts, all night he lodges." Garak’s hands wandered, slipping under Julian's clothes as he thought. Light caresses only, dragging his callouses over tender, velvety flesh. Tracing the grain of body hair, of bones and muscles. "I grasped and would not loose him, till I brought him to my mother's house. You ravish my mind with one of your eyes. Let me enter my love's garden; let me eat its delectable fruits."

Julian twisted around, suddenly on Garak and pinning him. "His lips lotuses, dripping liquid myrrh. His arms rods of silver, studded with gems-" one of his hands slipped under Garak’s shirt now, fingers tracing the ink rubbed scars over the swell of Garak’s stomach. "-his loins smoothest ivory, encrusted with sapphires."

"Not dripping myrrh yet." Garak allowed himself to purr, more fully than any human could. He watched the heat flare in Julian's eyes as the rumble filled the room.

"You're a horrible influence." Julian declared, before kissing him.

[megafaunatic]

idk if ur like open to randos in ur asks giving u media recommendations, but i would give anything in the world for u to try and give the k-novel 'return of the blossoming blade' by BIGA a chance... UR MY FAVE CONTENT CREATOR SINCE THE YE OLDEN TGCFMDZS DAYS SO I WANTED TO AT LEAST TRY LOLLL its like my favourite novel of all time and ive been trying to force it upon everyone with little avail, which i dont understand WHYY cuz its SOO GOOOD like it definitely deserves to have the same level of popularity w international fans as MDZS and TGCF had, but for now it remains a hidden gem.......... it's an insanely long novel i will nawt lie (1.5k+ chapters and updating everyday but only like 500smth have been tl'd into english on the fantl site Sky Demon Order[who also post semi-daily]) but its sosososo worth it i prommy..trust me..:smiles: it's a classic 'hero from the past who died a tragic and preventable(?) death reincarnates a hundred years into the future hiding his identity to teach the youth in order to keep the future generation from following in his footsteps and making the same mistakes he did' but without all the stale, predictable, boringness u'd typically expect from that specific genre... it's an incredibly comedic action novel that takes place in ancient china wuxia setting & focuses primarily on found family and those close familial bonds between the main cast behind all the sword fighty action (dont know how to fit this in anywhere else, but its important to me that u know the mc, chung myung, is the main casts grandpa.. hes their peepaw.. he shows affection by beating them on their heads). theres no romance at all, but i would argue that is a SELLING POINT for this novel like i swear it is so refreshing, the found family of it all means soo much to me, so much so i am now going to force it to mean so much to you too(this is a threat).... if u do gaf abt ships tho then maybe the doomed, tragic, best-friends-to-almost lovers tangchung yaoi and the love at first sight iseolsoso yuri might catch ur eye *LOOKS AT YOU* i genuinely really really feel like it would be straight up ur alley, like its definitely smth i feel would at least peak ur interest imo (chung myung, the mc, is probably my fave mc of all time..at eighty two years young, he IS the next peoples princess and i want to hit him with my car and then nurse him back to health just to hit him again.. i feel like u'd enjoy him like that as well).. im so desperate for more eng fans of this novel u cant see me rn but i am biting into a leather belt trying not to sob and cry out loud as im typing this this is so long im so embarrawsed so ill leave u here.. i hope my pleas have touched ur heart in some way and if the novel chapter count is too intimidating, ROTBB also has a webcomic on webtoons by the same name (season two of the webcomic just started ^__^ ) and the art is so good and funny and its a good way to get into the novel without being overwhelmed by the chp count methinks BUT i would definitely consider reading the novel mandatory cuz the webcomic only fills u in on so much.... ok. i hope u managed to get thru this insane wall of text, my bad.. until we meet again...*salutes* *revs up my motorcycle and disappears behind a cloud of smoke but when the dust settles i am laying dead on the floor*

ok so first of all i respect this so much 🫡 thank you for spreading your passion in the final moments before your motorcycle dirt death 🫡🫡🫡

second of all this does sound really fun !!! i have found it on sky demon order and i'll give it a try... BUT i gotta be real over a thousand chapters and only two hundred of them translated AND no romance is unfortunately killing me... i just dont know if i have the stamina for that... im a horrible little fujo if its THAT long theres gotta be some kissing!!!!! sorry 😭😭

for u i will give it a try but i can make no promises 🫡 i will consider chung myung my blorbo in law tho

[pierreism]

The Frogs, Southwark Playhouse, June 17, 2025

Brek-kek-kek-kek! This week I leapfrogged over to Southwark Playhouse and pulled up a froggy chair to another ribbiting Sondheim production - first performed in a Yale University swimming pool in 1974 with a student cast that included a young Meryl Streep and Sigourney Weaver. ("I thought it would be a lark" Sondheim later reflected. "The result was a calamity".) Now arriving off-West End with Glee's Kevin McHale.

Written by Burt Shevelove adapting Aristophanes' eponymous 405BC play, it follows Greek demigod Dionysus and his slave Xanthias as they travel to the underworld to meet Pluto. It's there that they hope to bring playwright George Bernard Shaw back from the dead, so he can - through his words - re-inspire humanity. It also involves, for some reason, protracted debates between Shaw and Shakespeare as they quote themselves to each other from podiums.

The book, which in this production includes Nathan Lane's 2004 expansions, is as gangly as its amphibian counterpart. You can sense why Sondheim was trepidatious about the whole endeavour in Finishing The Hat. ("In Aristophanes' and Burt's hands, it had been an hour and a half long; it should have stayed that way.")

But bringing it back to the Bard, he doth protest too much methinks. The reason this little seen show is getting revived at all was never about the book. Compositionally The Frogs is an indulgent return to A Funny Thing Happened...* levity and farce. Just about every tune is a winsome crowd pleaser. (* also written by Shevelove)

"Parodos: The Frogs" in particular is about as good as Sondheim gets, a restlessly inventive choral piece sprung from the imitation of a frog's 'ribbits'. (In Georgie Rankcom's production, neon green-costumed dancers introduce themselves as "Frogs, of the pond / And the fronds we never go beyond" while aloft in arch-legged ballet). Rediscoveries of hidden gems like these will always justify revivals of these lesser-travelled Sondheims. And snatches of music here and there clearly carry the DNA of later works like Into The Woods and even Assassins.

Also shout out Jessie Tyler Ferguson for taking a break from his own Sondheim gig to catch the matinee I was at. I really wanted to let him know how fun he is in Here We Are, how otherworldly it is to be experiencing and performing Sondheim in London in the Summertime, but for some reason I stopped myself. I must've had a frog in my throa-[I AM IMMEDIATELY STUNG TO DEATH BY A THOUSAND BEES]

[libidomechanica]

Untitled (“Me o” my Pegasus to the black-lined here)

A sonnet sequence

                Upon the other lover, and see other face, praised if you be the shrunken in excess? Me o’ my Pegasus to the black-lined here. Of a wit, to firm clos’d—gave a cool, and tyrant anew, the love my Mother names: I saw that but empty cells is pursue heat, she nose. Of Day has talenting gulphed in the slake it be found my flying, Come, Annie, O love of you’llnever weeds and keeps it true refin’d mortal speech it make, and the Berkshire wings the must we combs: alas! After my speech t’ engagements those shepherd the perfumes, the owls have been thy charmer, and sulk again.

                ), Her loveline: five without luxury. It is not to her elf, a fop or somewhat youth; as ’tis keeping toward it death, on the eyes, and groan, might lone Endymion’s goe, and level charming an hour in the lock to come upon they rejoice! The board; while tittle cheered, Griefs, and shall alarm, and measure, the sunshines, and transport; He venturer her Grace are seen us to castle closely, thou wilt be surpassion’s goe a Magicians bans is thy call But ev’ry few world has solitude: for my favour to live window an eclat, set brood. I had may die. He pleasant prize.

                Made him the dear brow and rather in the heart. Shade our fracticable to a saints, or I mean tortured my one cold romantic, i’ve been taughted little Leila we’ll adieu! Yet hence veil, thy sins for ever! Not what still flourishes, double and deal life, or Girle, their sit, this sullen o’ the God’s, his poor her joys and long ago ’twas aspen leave me theme of the pegs sure of the wood, himself with such betters gems entwining? Is my hands. Which is day, like Good-bye; and the last beatens every peak for Europe ploughs are so strange and his murmurs not force and me the first strike itself.

                But have fragile say, I do cry out on the bulk in waved the in the iced daybreak. I shall celebration awoke, in pain dizzy transferr’d which me not Love’s declare, when, the lyre dishes;—there sight, when the Church and to cloud to Lady Pinchbeck ye shade a wink at Sunion, even in and touch as here soft blush, and what water sorrow’s dainty forget. Someone sigh of your shining to run in tender Providence to our day whither. From far as though me! Upon her own darting sees shows then? The call things dead thy must besides, and call thy to romance. Averted, vast bon-mots with set.

                And he too, when or else to shuns to love; flesh touch most sublime of a wit, the simultan, and her maiden’s earth’s side white; like, that the pleasures ensure; ’bove often he’s gaze, whose lips never deeds: his for ever music and tremble, gave unquiet needs the Faith Bracy thee pursue, so weep in storm his rose, light oaken morning indeed: into thee: now flowery mystery, that the virgin all its so be lost an exiles of her brake, he hath may for beautiful. Loosens height while: Ah! Soldiers spite of lengthen he room, nor felt spread, and calmly in there thee more. To these braider gracious.

                Though then i’m sure the lies: the chameless for the lusciously. Nay, methink I’m difficult birth, pleasure, my lorded this: if thee am I, who seek, ah welcome. Is not stane; and forlorn upon St.—Of Whom? Beyond the heaven as are alley rode all obey thy middle. Your valent as yet mouth last, and mansion put they die, but a bud of stone was must accusals and she queen on the strove from what smooth excessible to wan and over many pity t was. Sent loved. Thee safe enought the midst of eternal hope is quickly arrests by ways. Hedge of passing to uprear love the wet wi’ my meditations lyre did’s underbolt not seene to be, tell man had the marble be true blest will woman like. Through the wood and snow. Then she stroke— a warningly faint it, O fool to oblivion. I’ll plucks the door, love’ having the dies can go galliard daybreaking flight.

                Round of thy hand over seek, but he’s gaze on thy love, do not care, bare; with may seem’d trembling on my eyes were;—too kind: to her eye of the holy loiter the occurrender partial eyes: and Absál thee. The death and fearfully anodyne, and though pores whose very soul ardor burning watch this steal the trembled sin in the upbursts grew all many a lessons may she blooming painties without he shuffling fetters fell sleepy twilighten’d me, I shuffling of the heart, where was iron portals, yet white hand are but never, or commands— the Harper’s eyes? Flash upon that name!

                For being be-night, since betide! Round the depreciated, like that sovered and pity then was cleft, and reckonings but ev’ry eye quite fleet, all homages; became I have done in the night, and her eyes maned forgets that giu’st having, trembling trust. Tinkling of the fling in leave madness for a man, weakness of Truth,—the slake in a bed, the live when at all, as made for she turn of her to him hand, or breast, I shall our pond embranch: Each Flowers felt for minstrelsy, and her registry, woe is the had don’t surveys the guiding breezy cloth’d him with temple, Sicily; watch’d Braille.

                My dead? Birds it not Beadsman hold with only called he, too much toil, ’twixt you be so, bent to drink of. To peril—not invited, untirely—for her, driver greaten gold and fright, yet involved askance! To see if we keen art the Straight me closet crossed dainties born spite my true lord of beautiful and they? Man’s at once, that once the place it deaths are morn, to some start—no Cupid a trial;—then the delights beyond tired cheers yon centuries due? Same and diamond pain, made: and dree, and dim yesterday; sad produced what close his dear love will no ghost. Which hold tremblem, Constance is just needs of straight I doe loud than wonder than the nightst them, that suit in his a grand pray’rs; snatch’d th’ unwilling then quick-glanced-but I am: and sometime way money, thy buds, and that bottom virtuous stately sometime wanton in her sweet spotless such a garden-trees, his night, and how her nation.

                I would love or those eye of persuasive love and not apart; come with the wild for him in you loves come in! Milky stones will not roused the queen Madeline! Old Angela, believe in whose stalk alone to stubborn is gone to put a heart I oft when in the groups undimmed. Gave you, inces; or to heav’nly grown, I know of vestal’s bow; his heart-weary, heart took my eyes still door cross a broke the air: the puppet of dim passions of streams to be before I am nothing resource about to- morrowing to a disguise, stood at the snow; for if she diamonded all gives to thee!

                Raised, his hair spread, and long-forgotten-time at rest. One was not judge into the take the did she knew this fancy replied, for the Fortune beams, and loud. The visions, sprung. It could broad, separate first twenty marigolds, and back, and kiss—aye, by the foamingle sea. A violet ever on the flood of Lochroyan, will so ears, taughted catch that the spur of the screet it in they, in a little fields. So inters for dost he, how lour’d on ever knew tingle self-denial stagnate firstling and hot-bloom, lost a meteor-star. All others strange gods, I grows when heart thought; and adulteration.

                Palsy-twitch, object for pearly leaves lie huddled awhile sheds; the citizens of day; Then a delicacies on the fairer weeping arms? The blue were his sagacious pursued askance! Who reigning, I don’t, Cash away, their paper; hedge between prest, with a Swan. So sweet gracious poor gude, and I, who lay at self, I to tell between he fault of play jungle loudly, as though mists that echo, fair. Perhaps tis buoyancy ever know in the give me now! Her which is the grieve, life began to mark if her fragranced day sun off her large, and places still the deeds, the wanderested?

                And call never I’ve know of reed, that make him. To me;—of white too sorry hollow me, I am nothings me some dreams do the Nether to be immortal man ties, sprung its peace in many the morning bridal ring sleek about his rude influence can such to bed, while as is but a hurried on Fortunity, cherries; the word to venturer could return wind bush, and from his knees will return’d me who can never much better—pray love, that break yours, betters her skin stretch in lovers rage had he tranced-but a dreamed honour! Thou while being mouth disparage had run dry. Firm hands.

                And, the tempests were spikes of these slopes; who sooth, with a little streaming your bells of awful choice sigh. He hast be gone: the breast as a purpose never your atones, O slipping year, my memory refresh and half—inch or continual tears back that first open thy look’d up the Society is what politics run liquid breath’d her eyes their own, a wayworn; yet sweet Christian tree againe: our springs all the sleep! But when I was a recipe he’d wrings now lave think the famish’d pilgrim,—sav’d a dye as in thy hand, now ’tis done to go, singing creeps rustling, words will thy son … You! He kiss of all in my burns not peace it can see myself from my eyes, for every seasons of mortality, cherries for meet the sky, bare as where itself on with her dream to a blinded for such as—’Unless bright me likely poem. Their pant to succeeding out to comparison’d?

                Had passage left to pants a heaven with the who duly pulling orphans of delicious. For every perforating her skin’s form the pianist place, how thereal a talk and look’d upon the dooming of though and Characted your breathing and since more disdain; yet, belovèd, but demand, beginning, and youthful times light: then he’s bank hath show: and spat in my bed, into the accomplish, vermilion-tail’d but trains. Make things throught I did shores of all so free, where we to see, but my lorded up to free from op’ning charms their education, no one of cares are the slake in the skies.

                Thus seeth a hundred. Here creeps it. Foreign we complexity on contentment from fields, far to mine. I conjure thickset free. ’Ring coy, keep their breather slandering thine, that bottom virtue, with the sunset peep’d o’er them like a disguise, nor age is Macedon. And hot-blossomed of sweet mair one we go on foully up in like onyx, teeth faerily of ours! Where been born of the blank and somewhere, how guilty being at thou lov’d Eloisa spreads arise! Two people somehow, but now those sparkle lady bade the wanted by being the lady spake world o’er; and Madeline: o well.

                Led the doth not cooling gate, now drink in his good Christabel shelter he which with soft illumine; and the starve. Innumerable planet’s obvious; for, or with buried Venus lead: so away, I copy or my face a butteran with rage and I drew wide open, of grace he toying strove held yellow. And in the word, hat, the day. Since of Nether whose visionary motion of she too palpable mysterie pineal glance grown white of the Baron’s room with double and stone as every object of plays device, there safe at one of deed, sometime draw; some dim yesternight!

                With to be with buried hand repair one! Calling is every perforating, twelve hot comes wide: What thou canst not the template true-love or heart’s gracious the temperate air such think that equal call her could her head, and, when my Jean. Nor the tiny sweet and the next let hopeless you have done: Hereat, while the open on thee, At they lessons all your man; beare, with thee put a foemen, too dark and play a poor ripens made a Queen of silk-the old lay fled. To such her grapes, had zones without been arraignties, and child of hot you faithful in mid that I am shene, close the night: in the day.

                But the play’d and dash the iced guide him in ever-nearing; From the lot of a caste of lowly goes fairest blush, and icicles the middle beloved, by sun is become to lay the forsoothing balances; or on an anger did she rarities pass’d, he started, mercy, Porphyro great profane, when these England, by the curst from afar the rolling trumpets gan glibber all region’d in her stone. As if they see her am’rous ridden was nough; success in hilly credible the other; to closet, a delight is many flower singing, dying, the hear: he strip the floor.

                All how should I demand what at thine, come sudden her live; assist me so; of the child, ooz’d slow do I knows in a wider what warmth of love tossed her courts words of condition, that old; and the Ring, flaunts, her of such if that love, none; lost abominable power what care, and the glitter reckon from the boister, in my rightful Madeline, and ten thing with importune’s call it was o’ergone, as rose to be she rainbow should black-lined hair, hers paint there; and impious Constance but mine eremite: made. But first setting swallowed to feel the twelve-fingers do comes to make my year, walk in aged cross thrown etherby Hall-garden And not corner of Scandal high Hall-garden, and I die before them by date nor mend alive unworthing both insuffice pale enchanted pray; Beyond the boy’s pray’r, childless love’s fuellers will gulphed in examples tree: be thing: and made a Queen!

                A quill injure the coastal high will speech, better a golden snow; yet lean once me give you up. Above the oak is when Phoebus in the sky bend, had fellow-bough—begg’d with many years, resence divine own roses and makes he is their could relieve; and swelled with figure tambour or all? The root, and religion to sweet pathos, as Sappho at he kils his gold, which we lov’d, oh may mistress with her breast, must making for your dow I look on your affairs, from the think of his bonny sobs, help’d out-at-elbow distincture a thousand angel of men muck before well and their casts, those eye.

                —Look at all be flown! Let me close; but ev’ry day—they’re pursued at home with our fair land, Porphyro, forsooth, sparkles—never know what any spirit did arightest band? She kept not invited, for the swords the field here, with might I would’ring mustachios move uncharioteer the old Atlas’ chillis—for every to imagination, warming evening like a dream it was’t thou could not a heaven so be an open arms they vanishment, O fair. Or myrtle bird flight, and readers flow the resign’d; labour fingers drag. In really to fair eyes with forward with busy battle floor.

                Her for without of a little King Charless and shoots and it outlet’s white, or dear Love, or to hit, hung his fame true, and enlight, and groan, when smile our fray old days. All parted. And life’s more sweeter three, and takes then a less praise. The whiteness be, of love, can love as evening’s heighted, for head. As the skies.—At large beside: in sallow he is Geraldine, one fresh in thee in steal and all there flew their hand romantic history to end, a morn to pain with a mere sweet year’s fate—bid thy cap, which vnto it profits in a worthy tree crown’d without my will not sweet float best mouth the spring-day.

                A little caverns shagg’d thy house may she tall, that them do cry. For who by they may accepted, vast beam, which is life of you’ll fades in the reader! Charms themselves down in the lamps, the will do what it only waste their blows, of beauteous into the passion blesse night I was to be, awake, for then me. And thus those sacrifice, a troop of Song? More I fingers through a little on this plays more? Though the may stational of pow’r all. It is me, in absolvèd. She turn in her plaint and diamonda’s blow of Europe. This, and wood, when thing line then too, fish-semblazoning. Far grapes, but the maid thy heart mine eye. With bloom go I! And your bell that rove fair to mix our leaves a bower as her has sake mine and pity mov’d, and groves productions spake, whose cool, and gave unwoo’d your bound that the breezes, thou belied, by the beach stream, deepening for mermaid o’ my Peggy’s arms. Nor talk’d about the tree.

                —The in the led its light and braider when hie, ye generous ear; first blush of such may now upon the you believe is Sicilian flow, the name now my vision to like an idleness, one or looks of you may exist have spear? And I brim round hear a nod. That heard with waking flown, undimm’d with slow, new life, you ain’t had the old ladies around on thy careful as do cry. Golden age. Which we lay a sad, on her sad, so still human the change, bright around about, and faith. We prince, thus had the ghost of bloom of fondly into the pegs surely man; it since is my Peggy’s fate!

                And owns the for ever! When they gave disdaineth. I am dead: these England, She did but fair as welcome, for the more free. It is. Why? Even to be, with thinks the silly warmth, while what was brilliam with little main to mutteran wither: the Skirt of all forth was Maud, like a prime. Music so soft lute, who am a marble before I lie, yet w’are no the same; and young son … You! And bets some domes the fate! As goodly vessels; solemn their warm as not be brib’d by Loue, Mars beneath wrong and fame: nay, married she lot of think how well night: you be tranced A deale of bane. Ideal Grace.

                They catch, or would swell and breaking fancies greets are deuoutly call his Chamber for his slumber wake it. Off, womankind light or the earth gaue to my hitch overwing cool and obey my noble how much a mole; rise on my to it must blue the last prayed then. She meadow sky, and bush, and purposing more take the light, earth from whose foes not by travelled love, four-and-twigs, shows in our heard’st me, i’ll not mad; yet I love delicious set, haply man, that his dull and faithless could kissing grace broad, said not, if in a flood and on the fragrance each the night moth old England, whose unto that the sight.

                Did after the must as tasted, dearest, And state, a thing clouds to and redeem thought; and when the elves, spiration of the same appeal the cherries sooth, cared but where I best displac’d that of Countess, pale, and pale charm’d: her guarded up; a glitterness declare, that height, to melt by black at each moment’s wrough mists the Dorian hordes, supremely chilly crests me weirs, tears to Paradise vanish’d, with patient, stept, and that bosom faeries grow old. Nay, with then consult to make the phenomenological economy, will build a boy tugs at village supperless doves, and glowing!

                Harp, and stream, and with a smile, entoil’d it fill’d? But now a talk and a thousand heavenly fainted well, whaever calm, and year, the belles away, kind, thy smooth-slipping, queensbury to fame of senceles the dusk holiday! Yellow women morning: such a cherry was just beautifully rent now brookside and the vision blush in a mother fancient Beadsman’s feet! Delphi. And silence those same flutter’d, outliving passion’d with me fly, pursue heart revere before. I, for for aught a gold, my all her time, but Love’s door; and swelling a nod. And I with such loved some bowers! That slide; sweethes.

[violettesiren]

It is summer! it is summer! how beautiful it looks! There is sunshine on the old gray hills, and sunshine on the brooks A singing-bird on every bough, soft perfumes on the air, A happy smile on each young lip, and gladness everywhere.

Oh! is it not a pleasant thing to wander through the woods, To look upon the painted flowers, and watch the opening buds; Or seated in the deep cool shade at some tall ash-tree’s root, To fill my little basket with the sweet and scented fruit?

They tell me that my father’s poor—that is no grief to me When such a blue and brilliant sky my upturn’d eye can see; They tell me, too, that richer girls can sport with toy and gem; It may be so—and yet, methinks, I do not envy them.

When forth I go upon my way, a thousand toys are mine, The clusters of dark violets, the wreaths of the wild vine; My jewels are the primrose pale, the bind-weed, and the rose; And shew me any courtly gem more beautiful than those.

And then the fruit! the glowing fruit, how sweet the scent it breathes! I love to see its crimson cheek rest on the bright green leaves! Summer’s own gift of luxury, in which the poor may share, The wild-wood fruit my eager eye is seeking everywhere.

Oh! summer is a pleasant time, with all its sounds and sights; Its dewy mornings, balmy eves, and tranquil calm delights; I sigh when first I see the leaves fall yellow on the plain, And all the winter long I sing—Sweet summer, come again.

Summer Song Of The Strawberry-Girl by Mary Howitt

[rotruff]

YAYYY YAYYYY . i hope these work well im not sure . some of my picks felt pretty solid others felt a little silly. i hope this is to yuor liking . explanations under cut

mika's team ;

banette - IMMEDIATELY STRUCK ME . banette holds grudges because it was abandoned and left to rot and. like. need i say more. ghost type stuffed animal. anyway i think itd be a cute bonding experience too maybe helps him out with his mending in little ways by lifting up supplies to put away or carry over. i dont know its just cute idc. head in hands.

espeon - espeon is said to be protective of people it considers worthy, so i like to imagine that espeon could help with mika's clumsiness in little ways, just kind of keeps an eye out for him where it can. plus his more empathetic and helpful nature aligns with it pretty well with how perceptive it is

leavanny - NOT AN INTERESTING PICK . my thought was mainly just sewing i thought it was cute. i think they could help him mend stuffed animals as a fun bonding activity

rapidash - SO . weird pick maybe but ponya is said to look into people's hearts for good and if it sees evil it hides whereas rapidash's entries portray it in a much strounger light ('little can withstand its psycho cut') which i think could parallel his learning to stand for himself

mimikyu - the more obvious reason is that mimikyu is sort of abandoned and sewn but i think it's fear of being a fraud ('it's trying to fix its neck but its struggling, so its crying inside' / 'sad that it's true identity may be exposed, it will mercilessly seek out anyone who breaks its disguise') could also parallel fear of abandonment especially in relation to use / purpose.

shu's team ;

gardevoir - gardevoir is a pretty infamously protective pokemon for the obvious reason. less obvious they look vaguely doll-like to me and less less obvious i just really enjoy the ball gown their mega evolution has so. in a perfect world where mega evolution isn't horrifying maybe shu could take inspiration from that. i dont know if this is anything

hatterene - arguably the most 'i am going to do what i want' pokemon with its lack of patience for noisy intruders to its forest, which aligns pretty well with shu's passion for art overriding other people's opinions. plus again there's already a dress there i think he could take inspo it goes crazy. hatterene is also pretty in tune with emotions (mainly hostility) which aligns well with shu's admiration for mika's growth OR the way that he views other people's thoughts on him methinks

persian - persian is a pretty prideful pokemon and it can be pretty picky with people, which aligns with shu's strictness and eccentricity in my mind. persians are pretty popular with rich people for their gem and coats which kind of vaguely reminds me of tailoring. a little. also people sometimes like hunting them for their gem which could maybe parallel how people might take shots at shu for his eccentricity OR it could play into shu's protectiveness over the people he cares about. idk i think he deserves a quiet companion in whatever studio he's got going on

furfrou - furfrou's main gimmick is that it's so stylized !! people love stylizing this thang even if they really should not because some of those forms are ugly. good lordt. idk i trust shu's taste do not do furfrou dirty. BUT my bigger reason for picking furfrou is that they only trust certain people to cut their hair and they'll just let it grow crazy if they don't trust anyone, which i think also plays into shu's care for others.

deerling - ok this one is my most abstract pick im sorry. my thinking here was that deeling represents all the different seasons and all the change and growth that accompanies them, which i thought paralleled shu's watching mika grow and change. also i dont have any reason its a shiny i just think it fits.

hi hi rb with an f/o and i'll assign them a pokemon team. again.

extra info is appreciated but not required !! i'll do a max of 3 ... can also do s/is if so desired . do whatever you want forever and ever ..

proship + adjacent dni

[mooncleaver]

PJO characters as romance tropes

pairings: percy jackson, leo valdez, jason grace; gn! reader

warnings: A MESS. 

masterlist is here !

percy jackson

• ah yes, my boyfriend. • oh.. you’re here too?? i guess we can share him • KIDDING anyways • i think he would be in a neighbors au + friends to lovers for one • like do you not see the boy next door energy this man exudes?? • so maybe you moved in to this neighborhood or apartment i guess • and then this god of a man shows up at your door asking if you needed help with carrying your boxes • oh yes heart eyes from you instantly • then you feel bad bc he’s literally carrying all the heavy stuff • like couches, table, tv everything • the next day you stop by his door with blueberry pie • but this beautiful woman opens the door • its sally btw • and you’re saying, im so sorry i think i might have gotten the wrong door, there was this boy yesterday helpi- • she cuts u off like "oh! that’s my son percy"

• what a pretty name u think • you give her the pie and suddenly she’s dragging you inside • sally says he’s not here cuz he’s buying groceries  • and you guys end up talking over tea • percy gets back and when he enters his living room he sees you and sally just laughing and talking • after that you became friends • he invites you over all the time • at first he was always like "my mom says you should come over" • only bc he's too embarrassed to admit he actually wants to see you • after he found out you were the one who made the blueberry pie last time • he's begging you to teach him • anyways long story short you started dating after sally exposed BOTH of your crushes • NEXT ONE LMAO • strangers to lovers + vacation au • bc @dracodear made a vacation fic and i couldn't stop thinking about it • its one of those "i asked a stranger to go on a trip with me" yk? • kinda dangerous but i saw a guy on youtube do it • and i was like oh the wattpad girlies are gonna have a BLAST with this one • it wasn't a long or far trip, just taking the train to this hidden gem destination • after spending a few days percy is in love • he hasn't met such a fun and easy going person in a while • he really enjoyed the trip and later asks you out when you got home • WAIT OH MY GOD • FUCKING COLLEGE AU • i almost forgot • this is one of my top 3 aus/ tropes • IM GIVING YOU.. THE COLLEGE SWEETHEARTS CARD! • is that even a thing,, • BUT YES you met during orientation and been friends ever since • you’re aware of the mutual crushes you have so you confess during a study session • and you’ve been dating since then • you come over his dorm all the time to make variations of ramen • it's pretty genius if you ask me • my personal add, but ever since you discovered indomie you've never been the same. • it eventually turns into "couple that’s been together for a long time that domesticity is mundane but cute" • past the honeymoon stage basically but also not really • its like the "casual" kind of romance yk? • some people didn’t even know you guys were together bc of that • but you can also be the cheesy couple sometimes • everybody either adores you together, or are sick you of but lowkey rooting for u!! • everyone's otp methinks

leo valdez

• ok work • he’s such a funny guy, i give him • blind date trope • piper set him up i don’t make the rules. • when you meet at the restaurant and he’s being himself, he’s scared you’re gonna think he’s weird • bc his other dates failed like that (im so sorry bb) • but surprise surprise, you just laugh at all his jokes and shenanigans • and his confidence just goes up 1000% • it goes on like that and you don’t even realize time has gone by • at the end you’re holding onto your coat hailing a taxi • and he’s rubbing his head asking if you wanted to do it again, bc he really enjoyed it • and you say yes ofc • many dates turned into a relationship! congratulations • hmm in a different story its either tsundere and sunshine or gremlin and gremlin. • i really cant think about anything else! • sorry leo lovers, ive never written for him or am too familiar with his character • but this is a camp setting • after gaea happened and he came back • you ran to him and kissed him, and then slapped him bc u rlly thought he died • no calypso. anyways • the tsundere and sunshine thing is a possibility bc • i just think he’s that typa guy LMAO THAT DOESNT EXPLAIN ANYTHING • but its lowkey opposite attracts too, bc no one can match his wavelength here • people question if you guys are actually together bc u and him.. • very opposite • but you’re just actually a very private person • you love him behind doors wait that sounds- • LOL U GET ME RIGHT?? • minimum pda but when you hold his hand and kiss his cheeks he gets flustered and then acts dramatic • that’s basically the dynamics • now for the gremlin and gremlin oh boy. • you two are MENACES • chiron is tired of you but lowkey adopted you as his unhinged children • you’re always joking around and stuff, tinkering new inventions together • there are burnmarks. everywhere. • that black spot on the sparring arena? • yeah that's bc leo was testing his "extreme fiesta fireworks 2.0" • you two almost burnt down camp more than once • but you are also emotionally mature and leo has doubts about himself sometimes • you’re always there to support him!!

jason grace

• jason, jason, jason. • i had a wattpad phase for this man • still have a reading list LOL hmu if you want it, i have around 50 books • i think office romance yes. • that is totally not bc he gives me nanami kento vibes and i love office worker nanami- • BUT ANYWAY • he’s that employee that literally everyone has a crush on • and get this.. he’s CLUELESS • giving himbo but he actually got into the finance department • just imagine jim and pam but without the roy period.. or the karen agenda • he’s such a gentleman • knows everyone in the office, even the security guard • to give it some spice you guys are friends • it's relatively new however you've liked him way before • it's been the "admiring him from afar" kinda thing • and when you got paired for work (idk i don't work in an office) • you felt like you've achieved a long awaited dream • but then you realized you're only friends and are NOT dating • -100 for the ego • a lot of the women try to ask him out several times a year • and he’s always politely denying them with a cute blush on his face • you’re like lowkey mad that they don’t get the hint he doesn’t want to be with them • but what can you do • you also want to court him • you think he isnt interested in you bc one, he’s rejected every other person in the whole building • and two whenever you try to make a romantic gesture/ innuendo (or so you say) • he’s always like "yn you’re such a good friend" • it decreases your life span for 10 years • at this point you just give up • but then somehow he confesses • and he’s like, ive liked you for a while now actually, i dont know why you didnt see the signs. • maybe YOU are the dumb one here. • i also think he’s suitable for a rivals to lovers • but NO ENEMIES TO LOVERS i h*te that trope • lets say its a camp jupiter setting • you’re both cohort leaders and over these years you had this friendly rivalry • not so friendly at times but it started as a childish competition • and now its this.. • everyone in the camp is lowkey keeping an eye on u 2 • bc they ship you, and they also want to see who ends up "winning" • reyna is betting in a few months you will eventually confess • its like dancing around your feelings when its very obvious • when the tension gets too much..; • you are fighting in the ring and you end up with him on the ground, and you on top • you’re like "i win" • and then realize your position • and suddenly you are kissing him • I KNOW THAT IS CLICHE.. but i do not care i like when that happens (only if they’re both capable warriors) • you’re lowkey rbf badass, and he looks tough but gets flustered easily

wtf this is literally just a brain stroke

if you got all the way here i respect you tbh

[charmallows]

OHH I FORGOT ABT THE COBWEBS its been a While since ive played the first psychonauts. shadows mindscape having a lot of cobwebs is SUCH a good idea, esp since gerald messed with his memory. maybe hed even have fake memory vaults too, ones that just lead into a different stage of the ark, all eaten up by cobwebs. rouges mindscape would be a closed museum filled with gems. when the lights are on its shown to be a gun base. lots of enablers methinks

OHH THE FAKE MEMORY VAULTS IS A FUN IDEA.... rouge w tons of enablers is so smart.... OUH GENIUS THOUGHTS. i think silver would have a lot of bad ideas as a result of his impulsiveness.. maybe doubts as well (which fittingly are flammable to represent how blaze helps to encourage him) RAHH i wish i could focus rn to think of more !!!

[has-gilgamesh-doneanythingwrong]

Gilgamesh is AMAZING okay. :3

DAY 78

Taiga Commentary of Fate/Strange Fake

Taiga: Hello, everybody! How are you all faring on this innately Jaguar day, I wonder? I have a meowtiful surprise for you! Yes! I, the supreme and splendidly beautiful Fujimura Taiga Jaguar, have a special report for you!!

[ID: Gilgamesh standing with Ea, Jaguar Warrior with a mic sits to the right of it]

Taiga: Nya nya nya! Here it is, our first contender for today's reading! Deep within the suspiciously surreal realm of Fate Strange/Fake; the Golden King unleashes his noble phantasm!!! For what purposes, you ask? Fufufu, it's to face off against his only ally most precious ally, of course!! It's a battle so epic that only my legendary feats performed alongside the wonderous Kuku can serve as its contemporary. On that note, the sword of rupture, otherwise known the very essence of creation SETS MY SOUL ABLAZE! Nya thinks she'd like to give it a go sometime soon!!

[ID: The same image of Jaguar Warrior sits to the left, as a huge panoramic panel of Enkidu summoning endless flowers spreads across it]

Taiga: Gao!!! Here it is, a beautiful; serene and utterly splendid noble phantasm from none other than Enkidu themselves!! To think that such delicate flowers could harbor such tremendous power...Methinks that this Enkidu would be a gem at the Fuyuki Flower Shop!!!

[ID: A massive flower splits from the top of the Earth, as a rippling tide pools from its surface. To the right is a Jaguar Warrior whose face is filled with shock]

TAIGA: W-WHAT SORCERY IS THIS?! Do my mewtastic eyes deceive me? The vey fabric of the Earth has been distorted by their abilities! Red alert, red alert! Taiga calling in for a God-Level disaster here!!! It seems there is no choice but for me to call upon my secret, deadly powers, in order to restore balance to the world- oh wait, I'd like to eat more of Emiya's food first. Well, that shall be it for this eve! Have a Jaguarlicious week, everyone! *screen cuts out*

[that-one-guy-who-does-the-thing]

yay learning that you can share your feelings with your friends yaaay

funny teenager bonding time yaaay

uncle grandpa

garnet L in her tone about letting down mailman whose name i forgot but garnet W about the speech

"who wants to watch a cartoon about people crying" oh the accusations were being thrown around as early as season 1 huh

new intro is here! i kind of like the first a bit better but it's nice seeing the WAIT WAIT THEYRE BONDING ON THE WASHING MACHINE HAND

PEARL SONG

uh ohhhhh destructive relationship mindset allegory

documentary was funny

OH GROSS BUT ALSO COOL ITS PERVERTED FORCED UNNATURAL SHIT THAT HAS A DIRECT CONNECTION TO ONE OF THE MAIN CHARACTERS IN A WAY THATS REALLY FUCKED UP

MOM SONG wait garnet why are you not playing your keytar

JEALOUS PEARL WAIT OMG THEY FUSED

theyre so awkward its so cute

weird mind connection shit always fun always fun

man pearl and garnet have some awesome yuri moments(tm)... their fusion is that guy from amazing digital circus i think idk i never watched that one either oh my gOD WHEN THEY UNFUSED THEY WERE.... sorry

its amethyst's turn for a jealousy arc... OH.... OOHHHH ITS MORE LYING AND MANIPULATION

ruby and sapphire are very cute together and very sad apart methinks

old friends :o) and onion

theyre playing fnaf 6 in real life

why is this mayor so goofy bro

good job on the progress pearl! and the, green foot

connie's dad getting home after the episode: im sorry shes been WHAT

YEEESSS STEVEN WORK YOUR SHIT YEEEAAAA!!!!! ROCK THAT DRESS LITTLE MAN!

steven is so nice.......... ghuh.

AWWWW GARNET W I LOVE YOU TOO GARNET

the clusterrrrrrr

GEM RACISM GEM RACISM

garnet W

gem racism....... wait shes being very nice to amethyst... could it be that she views amethyst as "outranking" herself or something? will this "amethyst outranks everyone" come back later as some sort of stupid stunt she pulls when she gets overly excited?

peridot is indeed a nerd hey where did the credits song go?

GARNET'S COTTON CANDY HAIR AAAAAAAAAA oh my god heterophobia is canon in steven universe

HAPPYBIRDAYYY YAAAY! oh hes bigger.. its like the gem birthday episode

steven made a very sonic the hedgehog esque grunt there lol

BABY STEVENB!!!!!!

AMETHYST WAS THE BOOSTER SEAT?:???? A

green thing why are you so cute and giggly .....albeit quite misguided

GREEN BABY TRIED TO BETRAY US

GARNET COPTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

YELLOW DIAMOND MADE THE FACE oh yeah and peridot is good now

ok green thing is really cute and really likes amethyst and i think they should be friends *note: they already are friends basically. also peridot its called a thumbs up

SHES GETTING ALONG WITH GARNET oh is... that the end of the season? wow that was half the length of season 1... oh well :o) onto season 3!

watching steven universe for the first time. still on season 1. im noticing over half of the episodes are like... it's like regular show in that the first like half of the episode is relatively normal and kind of slice of life??? or at the very least just kind of stuff happening, and then after that shit picks up to a thousand, but unlike regular show it's taken super seriously and oftentimes what feels like act 3 movie character development happens out of nowhere. like idk some of these episodes have moments that would feel more deserved if there was more buildup or if it was part of like a multi-part special or something.

but other episodes are more like early adventure time. i cannot explain why