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I just remembered that time Luis Carazo said "my favorite food is round (cookies, pizza, burgers)" in the ExU Calamity Q&A, iconic

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When I was 3 years old I went to a preschool that had this little green crocheted crocodile finger puppet that was my absolute favorite toy to play with of all time. I named her Chelsea, because Chelsea starts with C and crocodile starts with C and more often than not wild animals in fiction aimed at kids have names that start with the same first letter as their species. I played with Chelsea every day, because she was my favorite toy, and because the other kids weren't really interested in her, and also because I eventually started to hide her in a special secret spot in the room so no one else would find her before I did. She was so beloved by me that when I graduated from preschool, my teachers gave Chelsea to me permanently, because it was clear no one else would ever love that little crochet crocodile as much as me anyway (in part because I hid her). They waited a few weeks after I graduated before doing it, too, and sent Chelsea with some post cards as if the crocodile had been on a whirlwind "travel the world" vacation before deciding to come live with me.

And Chelsea remained my favorite toy all through my childhood. There were others I loved nearly as much, like my Imperial Godzilla and the big red T.rex from the first Jurassic Park toy line and my tiny knockoff plush Charmander, but Chelsea always held the place of honor in my heart. She was my absolute favorite toy.

I kept a lot of my favorite toys through adolescence, even if social pressure eventually got me to give away a lot of them (and some, y'know, broke). That's obviously not surprising to you if you've followed my blog, since I still collect toys into my adulthood. But it's important to note because while I know I made a conscious effort to never throw out Chelsea every time I pared down my collection... at some point, she went missing.

I became aware of it when I graduated from high school. I was feeling really emotional about leaving that stage of my life and, y'know, becoming an adult and shit, and in that state I decided to find Chelsea to reassure myself that I hadn't entirely left childhood behind. But Chelsea wasn't there. No matter how hard I looked, I could not find Chelsea anyway.

And that was, like, devastating, because the only explanation was that somehow, at some point, I had accidentally tossed her out with some other "childhood junk" while trying to grow up and be responsible in my teen years. I had literally thrown away my childhood in a careless attempt to be more grown up.

Of course I knew she was just a toy - nothing more than some yarn twisted together in the loose shape of a crocodile, lifeless and soul-less and more or less worthless in the objective light of day. But she was also Chelsea, my best friend since i was three, my stalwart little pal, a source of comfort for most of my life at that point, and I had just... tossed her out! Like garbage! What kind of person was I becoming if I could do that to my best friend?

I was very visibly distraught, and my mom noticed. Being very crafty, she tried to find the pattern for Chelsea so she could knit me a new one. The problem is, she had no idea where to find said pattern. She checked all her books of crochet patterns, and when that failed she tried the internet, but no matter how hard she looked, she found nothing.

So my mom found the next best thing.

The original Chelsea was a tiny finger puppet, and I had "met" her when I was three. Well, I was eighteen now - shouldn't Chelsea have grown too? And as has been established, this crocodile was fond of whirlwind vacations. My mom found a pattern that looked as much like Chelsea as possible while also being a much bigger crocodile, and gifted her to me before I left for college - to show that while we can't stop the flow of time or how it changes us, that doesn't mean we have to leave it behind.

And yeah, I decided to believe it. That's Chelsea now. Yeah, I know that in reality it's a completely different set of yarn made by my mom rather than... whoever it was that crocheted the original Chelsea, but then, Chelsea was never really the yarn. She was the feelings I put into the yarn, you know? So that's Chelsea, all grown up, and still my most prized toy.

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Flash forward... Jesus, eighteen years, holy shit. A few weeks ago I saw a post trying to identify a different crochet crocodile pattern, and thinking it was cute, I decided to try and look for it on ebay and etsy, just to see if maybe I could find it. I didn't, but do you know what I found instead?

A very familiar crochet crocodile finger puppet. An intensely familiar one, you might say. Of course I bought it. And of course I asked the seller if, perhaps, they might have the pattern for it or know where it came from (they did not, alas). And after a few days, she showed up at my house.

She's not Chelsea, obviously. For one thing, she's far too clean and fresh looking - Chelsea was very well loved, and looked the part, while this crocodile finger puppet has definitely not endured years upon years of a child's affection. And, more importantly, she's not Chelsea because we've already established that Chelsea grew up into a bigger crochet crocodile. This has to be Chelsea's younger sister, Cici.

And if I could find another of Chelsea's kind after all these years, then maybe, with a bit of luck, I might find the pattern for her, and be able to make more of them. Fill the world with Chelseas.

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pitch perfect + text posts part 3

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the iron shepherds arc in c2 really is THE best way to establish the m9 realizing they want to be more than the dipshits they resigned themselves to accepting they were (even though, as shakäste points out, they were always Good). the way molly is an asshole like the rest of them but insists he left every town better than he found it, and beau scoffing at that til she watches him die and she snaps thinking she proved she was a True asshole to him. the way nott realizes she loves the m9 and they are a family, challenging caleb who cant find the gall to say it yet. artagan who cant save jester alone, in disguise, saying he's helping the m9 because "this place is a shithole and good people are hard to find". keg, nila, & shakäste are the perfect guests to the party; keg is the igniter of the conflict of redemption & change, especially for beau who hates herself and, for a time, keg for her role in the shepherd assault. nila is proof anyone can step up and the m9 aid her in finding her family; she thanks them with teary eyes right at the pinnacle of the theme of heroism in them. and shakäste, as i said earlier, is proof that a hero isnt always loud and gilded; and he tells the m9 they are the same at the very end of the arc. maybe a true hero doesnt brag and accept accolades. maybe a true hero is just someone who frees dozens and tries to save their family.

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Me:

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Just a tiny man and his really hot wife

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oh so the Yankees made their bats thicker and hit 20 runs bc of it and the league is just like yeah they're allowed to do that?? this whole time apparently it's been perfectly legal to just change the bats to make it easier and no one tried it until right now?? 150 years this sport has been around and suddenly someone had a bright idea??

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Hot take ig: people who complain about the graphics in Pokémon games are idiots. Yeah the windows are pngs, but do you see the textures on the actual Pokémon????? Do you see how much they continue to improve the modeling and the movement??

But Breath of the Wild looked so incredible!!!

So you want one Pokémon game every ten years? You want the whole team to focus just on the one game and we won’t get any more spinoffs or Legends games or anything? People are barely coping with the fact that we didn’t get a new game in 2024.

Also, that was the TRAILER. The game won’t release for months yet. Like why is this a discussion????

Game performance of Scarlet and Violet? Pretty terrible and I think is a fair criticism. The graphics? Oh I’m so sorry the background of my rpg about funky little monsters doesn’t look like Elden Ring. It’s almost like they are two completely different games.

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I fucking miss Wawa so much

joint and a wawa brownie save me

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"The light shines even though the star is gone"

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Since I’ve seen a lot of Vax discussion today, here’s my chime in of something that’s been on my mind: There’s a lot of critique about how his resurrection cheapens and retrospectively nullifies the significance of C1. And I absolutely agree.

What feels particularly egregious on that front is that C1 is a story they are currently retelling. CR wants its audience to tune into The Legend of Vox Machina to experience the highs of Campaign 1 all over again- and you know I am! In fact, since I stopped keeping up with C3, TLOVM is the only CR media I’ve kept up to date with.

And it feels insane that we’re all going to re-experience the ending of C1 and just know that when Vax dies and Scanlan cries and Vex sobs and every day the raven comes to visit onscreen- that hey, that guy is actually alive haha. Isn’t that kind of wild? I don’t know how they expect it to have the same emotional impact for people who are up to date on the canon and context.

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reblog to give your headache to elon musk instead

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artblock gone!!

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I was on a bus once when this guy tapped my knee and pointed out that we were the only two people not looking at their phones and then asked what I was thinking about. 

sometimes when I’m having a bad day I relive the moment I saw the his manic pixi dream girl hopes draining from his eyes and fill up with confusion and boredom as I explained to him I was thinking about which Rupaul’s Drag Race challenges Frank n Furter would preform best in and locked him into the conversation until it was my stop

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hey ao3 can you like give the extra $38k you made from this month’s funds drive to charity

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Piece of shit cat