#sitcom now please

[thekeytothenorth]

robert baratheon's small council was hysterical actually:

• old ass father figure

• boybestfriend's wife's weird incel friend

• lannister boot licker maester

• the most influential spy in the world who definitely cannot be trusted

• hated repressed younger brother

• hedonistic teenage gay brother as master of laws (??)

• secret targaryen loyalist

[timetodiverge]

welp they're truly on the run from the Empire now. ....TOGETHER. how long until crosshair cracks

Memes: The Bad Batch | Ahsoka

[laniidae-passerine]

people keep saying a “will they won’t they” always has the chance of ending up in a “won’t they” when it’s in a comedy show with a romance subplot and can I just ask what shows are you guys watching? like this is no longer skirting around a romantic undertones situation we are full blown “build up to a romance” arc right now and I cannot recall a singular sitcom where the romantic tension was left unresolved. this is pure ship bait right now cannot believe they are having you all on

[rocketbirdie]

helloooo mr. fair~

[steponmeyosano]

Winteragent would be a great sitcom couple if Marvel would listen to me and make a sitcom. Please☹️

[luxury-nightmare]

Revelation 12:7-9

remember what I said about their wings being retractable

[xiiiwayfinders]

Janet TheGoodPlace my beloved

[blazefirefox]

Hey guys! Do you remember this post from two months ago? you don't? Completely understandable!

As promised, I have finished the relationship chart for the doai sitcom au, with the edition of ocs if you so choose :3. Here are my particular headcannons for before Lankmann dies:

and here are for the ones after:

BONUS: OC template + the ones for Jinx

If you use these, please make sure you credit me! Thank you guys for your patience, and I'm sorry for how long these took. But I sincerely hope you enjoy them!

Just in case, the characters (going clockwise) are Clyde, Winfrey, Alex (Veldigun Alex post-breakout), Patient 66, Simon, Mortimer (Veldigun Mortimer post-breakout), Lankmann, The Flock, Klaus, and Jack.

[mangora]

I just know that if ROTI took place two years later, Mike would not shut up about NBC’s Community

[vampiremourning]

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[dreamswillbeyourwintermeat]

Do you know how many TV shows I've had to stop watching because all the characters were deeply unlikable and consistently acted against their own self-interest (and not in a tragic, well-written way but in drama-brings-in-ratings kind of way)? There is truly so much bad TV out there and they're making more everyday.

[kcyars520]

My favorite sitcom moment

[rosesradio]

i think i might be aromantic btw

[popculturealchemy]

spiders . black . . . 50 shades basement . . might not know not . . sticky . . temperature difference . . . regulation . . . uncanney valley rods and cones metapore coagulating differently . . . biting not knowing what that means . . eating prey feels good. . . sticking to walls feels good. . . not knowing up from down feels good. . . . a different temperature . . . predicting the future of flies . . . . flies spawing . . . out of the ass of my dog. . . . Immediately in the city. . . . not a fly in sight till now. gravel only . .. . a gap in the earths core. . . . . cold temp . regulating . . . eyes adapting . . . using gravity differently . . . the moon . . . chaser . . gravity giver . . false rep of the moon . confusing us . virgin moon . . untouchable magnet marbell. north star . moon like similar maybe . pushing effect . . . sun . . . pulling effect . . . ripping time . . . In the well . . . In the coolness . . not needing light vision . . cats eyes hurting . . . cat eyes . . seeing it first. . from the treeing it coming from miles away. atop the masses . . like the sasquatch . . Its there . a bear . . on a branch while it happened. . . a bing boing. . . a slinky duct taped to a rubber ball. bounced around .

flapping wing

ugly sightls

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rods and cones mashed together.

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Ignoring nose in my field of vision

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spiders crawling on my skin

ffeeling anxious

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feeling like a black widow

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like my grandma

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setting traps.

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predicting future to survive.

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comfy bed

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poor vision

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extra demention.

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loving in touching

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water being close to water.

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living in water

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finding that balance.

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maybe thats better.

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trying new things

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bioshock

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snowflake

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driving by iceburgs..

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what a magnet.

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undertog

tow

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massive

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Idk

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underwater in the dark

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In known properties

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rods and cones bending light.

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affecting outcomes

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quantum something

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kissing matters

keeping it simple

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letting them know how you feel

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tldr.

ending

[akajustmerry]

i'm going to start sitcom superiority discourse for a CAUSE!

WHICH OF THESE USA SITCOMS IS THE MOST INSUFFERABLE TO YOU?

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[feeshu09]

What if Shen Yuan gets a petty princess boyfriend because the universe (I) said so.

-wrote a little ficlet about them under the cut ✨-

Shen Yuan's (very confused) POV:

You know, there are days you wake up and think, “Wow, life is weird.” And then there are days you wake up and there's a beautiful, irritated, probably-came-from-a-period-drama man sitting on your couch like he owns the place, glaring at your toaster like it personally offended his ancestors.

Yeah. I’m talking about that kind of day.

It started, as these things always do, with a thunderclap, some suspiciously glittery mist, and the next thing I knew, there was a very angry, very elegant man standing in the middle of my studio apartment. He looked around my humble little man-cave—okay, fine, it was a bit of a pig sty. I wasn't expecting visitors—and sneered so hard I thought his face would stay that way forever.

“This is your abode?” he asked, with the same tone I use when I accidentally step in dog poop.

“Uh,” I said intelligibly. “Yes…?”

He hissed. Hissed. Like a very angry, very pretty feral cat. It was alarming. And a little hot? No, stop that, Shen Yuan. Bad. No petting the murder kitty.

So. A quick summary: the stranger introduced himself—begrudgingly—as Shen Jiu.

A handsome stranger.

And he was in my house.

Living in my apartment.

Breathing my air.

Criticizing my instant ramen choices like he wasn’t literally eating all of them.

“You eat like a beggar,” he said yesterday, sipping tea he made himself after complaining my kettle was ‘barbaric’. “This isn't sustenance. It's punishment.”

Okay. One: accurate. Two: rude.

But we fell into a rhythm after a few weeks, somehow. Like a weird little odd-couple sitcom. Every morning, I’d wake up to Shen Jiu curled in a pile of throw blankets on my futon, looking like a disgruntled Persian cat. He hated the TV but would still watch it with a kind of horrified fascination. He especially hated anime. That was… a problem.

The turning point came when he caught me watching some over the top shonen anime and heard me make a passing comment about the protagonist’s abs.

“You like that?” he asked, voice tight. “You like him?”

“What? No, I—” I laughed, awkward. “It’s just anime—”

He made a sound like someone dropped a piano on his pride and turned off the laptop with a single disdainful poke of a button.

“You’re not allowed to look at other men,” he said, eyes narrowed.

“…What?”

“You heard me,” he said, as if that explained anything and then settled on my lap.

Then he stole my glasses.

He literally plucked them off my face like a bully on the schoolyard and perched them on his own perfectly arched nose.

I stared. Squinted, really. “I’m legally blind.”

“Good,” he snapped. “Then you can’t ogle those fake men anymore. Who draws them like that anyway? It’s obscene.”

“Jiu-ge,” I said gently. “Um… Can I have my glasses back please?”

“For what? To look at other men? I don’t think so.”

Never—and I mean never—has anyone been so furiously jealous of fictional anime boys that they physically robbed me of my glasses. It was almost impressive.

And I let him keep them.

Why? Because the alternative was him going back into Feral Mode™ where he hisses and threatens to set my bookshelf on fire with qi that I still don’t believe exists in this universe.

Besides… I didn’t mind the glasses thing so much when he was situated on my lap like I was his personal throne.

“You’re warm,” he said, nonchalant, like this was normal. Like he didn't came from a completely different reality.

“Cool,” I wheezed, not cool at all.

“You’re flustered,” he added, smug.

I was. But I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of admitting it. Instead, I tried to focus on the dead screen of my laptop, even if everything was blurry.

So now I’m trapped in a never-ending loop of being lowkey bullied by a man with cheekbones sharp enough to commit murder, who eats all my ramen, hoards my glasses, gets jealous of anime characters, and has absolutely no concept of personal space.

And you know what the worst part is?

I think I might like it.

Please send help.

…Or not.