gengarguy27
gengarguy27
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gengarguy27 · 7 days ago
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QUESTIONS
I am once again coming to y'all, hat in hand, asking for more sweet sweet questions. This time, we actually are talking about big ass dragon robots AND killing your boss. I want everything you've got! Make sure to label the asks with [show] so I know what you're about!
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gengarguy27 · 8 days ago
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You can fight AI in indie publishing by leaving reviews.
Seriously.
Ai-generated garbage is flooding the self-publishing market. It works as a numbers game- put out ENOUGH fake crap and eventually someone’s aunt will buy them the ebook as an unwanted gift, and you’ll have made two dollars. This tactic works at SCALE, which means real independent titles are now a needle amongst a haystack of slop.
If you have read a book this year that has less than 5 reviews, your rating is an algorithmic spotlight on that needle.
A one sentence review helps. Really. A star rating helps if you really can’t think of anything to say, but if you can muster up even “I laughed at the part about the tabby cat” you are doing indie authors a favor like you cannot believe.
(Also if you left a review on one of my books this year I am kissing you so softly on your forehead and I adore you)
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gengarguy27 · 8 days ago
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If you think about it she could probably make a bomb that only kills brain cancer or something
Tinkers are so funny when you think about them for 10 seconds. Bakuda knows how to do brain surgery, but only for the purposes of implanting bombs in peoples' heads
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gengarguy27 · 9 days ago
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★ 【Neg】 「 復讐者 」 ✔ republished w/permission ☆ follow btt’s fanart twitch stream!
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gengarguy27 · 10 days ago
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Recently had a friend tell me about an experience they had with someone who thought Taylor showed up in Ward during the siege on the Teacher Compound. We we're both wondering where the fuck they pulled that information for
One of the deranged things people will do in this fandom is they'll invent things that happened or half-remember things from fanfic, attribute it to canon, and then get really pissed about it. Sometimes they'll even be enraged at Wildbow personally for writing it when no, he actually did not! I just saw someone ranting about how the Winslow secretary ripped up Taylor's application to Arcadia, using it as evidence that Winslow was a shitty school. My brother in Christ, you made that up
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gengarguy27 · 11 days ago
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People have been nagging me to share “the curry story” on here for ages, so alright, I’ll do it. (If you’re Indian and reading this, I am so sorry).
I swear to god, everything I am about to say in this story is true.
When I was eleven, I moved to a small town in rural England and acquired a new best friend at school. Her at that point seemingly-very-normal-parents- nice suburban house, three kids, trampoline in the backyard- invited me over for dinner, and said they were making curry and rhubarb crumble.
“Curry and rhubarb crumble”. Never in the history of mankind have words been so untrue.
The “curry” consisted of, I swear I am not making this up, a vague mixture of * deep breath, oatmeal, tofu sausages, corn, tomato juice, chopped onions, raisins, “leftover broccoli leaves”, kale, and scrambled eggs. The only spice in it was the tiniest smidgen of turmeric. All these ingredients were vaguely stirred together, undercooked, and stuck under a broiler for ten minutes. 
They gave me a massive portion. I somehow, I still don’t know how, was polite enough to finish it.
“I’m done,” I said.
“No,” said her father. “In this house, we LICK our plates clean.”
He did. They didn’t make me hold it up and lick it like they all did, but they did make me clean the plate with a piece of bread and my fork until they were satisfied.
Desert came. The rhubarb crumble was entirely unsweetened. Not so much as a raisin. I can’t remember what the crumble part was, because my mind is still haunted by the memory of being forced to eat an entire bowl of unsweetened rhubarb. You know in old Looney Tunes when characters would be tricked into eating allum and their heads would shrink? That’s what eating it felt like. They made me clean my bowl of that too, and wouldn’t let me leave the table until I finished. 
The next time, (I was in middle school and as yet too polite to turn down my best friend’s parents) they made “spaghetti and meatballs and salad”. The spaghetti was utterly plain and so undercooked it was crunchy, the “meatballs” consisted of a single large orb of some grey material i have yet to identify, and the salad was, i shit you not, limp boiled lettuce. Crunchy spaghetti, unidentified lumpy grey stuff, and boiled lettuce.
The fascinating thing is that, while yes, these people were obviously health nuts, it was so much more than that. They were health nuts who also cooked like aliens who had never seen human food before. Or like small children making “potions”. One of the more edible things they served to me once was a dessert they made up which consisted of halved apples rolled in cornflour with some milk poured on top. One time, they were convinced to make pizza as a treat. They decided to put an onion on it. Fair and fine, you’d think. Not in that house. They just cut the onion in half once, and stuck each unchopped half facedown on one side of the pizza.
Speaking of onions, one time, my friend decided to make a banana and yoghurt smoothie. Her dad came in, said it wasn’t healthy enough, and made her add an onion to it.
They had a homemade cereal I thankfully was able to opt out of trying which 100% looked like the contents of a vacuum bag. I still have no idea what it contained.
Amazingly, it was by no means just me who experienced this. It was a small town, and every girl in it my age had a selection of horror stories about being invited to dinner at this friend’s house in the exact same ritualistic horror-film fashion. We used to sit around comparing them at sleepovers. Age did not exempt you. One time, this friend’s six year old brother had a friend over for dinner at the same time, poor soul. His mom arrived to pick him up, and wasn’t allowed to take him home until he finished whatever crime against cooking was on the menu that night. 
Every story was the same. The ritual that never varied. Every time, these people would make a huge fanfare out of inviting you over for dinner, act all hospitable and excited, set the table, and then serve you a massive helping of the worst food in the world, and make you clean your plate of it, desert included. Who the hell forces you to finish your DESERT?
It’s a mystery to me. They clearly had SOME degree of self-awareness, because after I came to my senses and started coming up with excuses to avoid eating at their house they would tease me saying things like “ohoho, you don’t like LIKE our food do you”. If they had been a bit more fun and less generally puritanical sort of people, I could totally believe this was a family trolling activity where they secretly schemed to come up with the worst possible dishes, secretly filmed themselves forcing people to eat them and watched it and laughed afterwards, I could believe it.
All I’m saying is I’m pretty sure they weren’t aliens, but the more I type this out, the more tempted I am to believe it. Fuck it, maybe they WERE aliens.
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gengarguy27 · 12 days ago
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POV Your Blake in Sine Die 14.4
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gengarguy27 · 12 days ago
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Ward is pretty good, actually :)
I’m gonna need everyone in this fandom to stop posting and tagging things I don’t like, and start posting and tagging things I do like
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gengarguy27 · 12 days ago
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gengarguy27 · 15 days ago
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Whew thank you I needed that!
kills and stabs and maims you
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gengarguy27 · 18 days ago
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Justin Roiland
Whats Uber and Leet cast that will make people Trigger?
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gengarguy27 · 21 days ago
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what about blorbhov from my complicated russian novel though
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gengarguy27 · 22 days ago
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Honestly you might be cooking here. Imagine Taylor thinks she's cheating on the both of them and is locked in this guilt spiral everytime she hangs our with either of them. Meanwhile Brian and Lisa both know and are far too wrapped up in one upping each other to care.
@felonytaxevasion's reblogs about the hilariously bad time that would be Brian/Lisa once again have me thinking about the sheer comedy potential of Brian/Taylor/Lisa, because that shit is not a triangle it is damn near a line. Neither of them want to share Taylor and the only thing they agree about in this relationship is not letting Taylor know that. Lisa keeps from going crazy by torturing Brian with knowing eye contact and shit-eating grins at just the right moments. Dating Taylor is a game and Lisa is determined to make Brian think she's Winning. Brian's blood pressure has never been higher. Taylor is blissfully ignorant; she still can't believe polyamory is real
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gengarguy27 · 22 days ago
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glad I use an ad blocker on tumblr
"we took porn off tumblr for more lucrative advertising" like this you mean
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"post plus" pay me to have to look at these
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gengarguy27 · 28 days ago
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The great thing about going "(genre of media) used to be better is that if you do it long enough you're inevitably going to be correct. It's a numbers game. There will be a peak of general medium quality, probably only identifiable in retrospect, and with a decline that can be tied to practical economic factors and industry pressures, and if you last long enough while beating the same nostalgia drum eventually you'll be correct by default. In fifty years when we're all huddling in a drainage ditch below a ruined overpass, I'll be like, "Man comic books were better when I was a kid," and whoever I'm with is gonna stare at me with eyes that have glassed over from the Parade of Horrors, and they'll be like, "yeah, of course they were better when you were a kid, there was electricity and running water then, and demand for cartoons in genres other than pictographic environmental hazard warnings. Now help me hold Louie down, we need to get his leg off before the parasite spreads to his central nervous system"
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gengarguy27 · 30 days ago
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OK I'm at arc 11 and at this point it is very clear that Blake was not suicidal he was just purpose built to a guided missile that would go around picking fights until he died and clear the way for Rose to take his spot. Not sure if that's any better but it's certainly more interesting
Not even halfway through Pact and I'm becoming increasingly convinced that Blake is borderline suicidal at this point. Like that's the only reason I can think of as to why he would insist on fighting the oblivion demon in the state that he's in.
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