"You could swim in those eyes" (apple Phil picture) you cannot, in fact, swim in those eyes (it would be impossible)
thank you anon for bringing this lie to everyone's attention! seasoned veterans will recognize this quote from one daniel howell in reference to philip lester's eyes:
some may claim that this is not a lie, but rather just dan being ignorant. perhaps, one might say, dan truly thought that he could go swimming in phil's eyes. however, dan is a man of science. surely he understood that it is physically impossible for a person to go swimming ("the sport or activity of propelling oneself through water using the limbs") in another person's eyes (not made of water, very bad if limbs enter). thus, we should, nay, are forced to draw the conclusion that dan was LYING!
why daniel j. howell would make such a blatant fabrication is unfathomable. this just goes to show that even in 2009, dan was a liar who did not care that he was obviously presenting falsehoods. and the fact that phil lester (AmazingPhil) would go along with said lie is repugnant.
we must fight for the truth! please everyone, i compel you to follow in the footsteps of this brave anon and submit more pieces of fiction from dan and phil.
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ugh i'm like 90% sure i'd get cancelled by plantcest twitter if i complained too loudly about how i keep seeing "knives was right" posts because i swear to god he's the discourse du jour every month like clockwork but come on. sorry i just can't take knives seriously literally ever when he starts going off on his delusional chuunibyou rants about saving his race from exploitation. don't even pretend bro you absorbed your sisters into a hivemind and used them to fuel your hatred and fear induced rampage.
like i've seen takes saying it was consensual and like. domina. domina. knives reached into space and absorbed a living breathing thinking person who had free will and aims, goals, dreams outside of his crusade and made her part of a hivemind that exists only in perfect agreement with itself.
the neat thing about knives is his hypocrisy. he's so batshit mad that plants get their agency taken from them so he spends the series uhhh. you know. taking away the agency of others, including his own race's. like. this guy pseudo-rapes his brother at least twice and tries to absorb him once (fails) so i cannoooot take him seriously when he opens his mouth. vash needs to fuck the crazy out of him and he needed to do it yesterday.
yeah yeah i have a nuanced sympathetic view of millions knives most of the time but wowee his little evil speeches,,,,i need to gnaw on him to make him stop talking. don't pretend you're actually interested in the liberation of your species when really you're just so terrified of being eaten you decide to eat everything else first.
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WIP Wednesday
I’m plugging away at ch 19 of the rock star au (aka Dance the Silence Down) so have a couple of bits. In this chapter, the showcase finally happens and I’m writing sections in each of the three POVs. Here are the first parts of DFS and FDB’s POVs (I haven’t written LLH yet).
Di Feisheng:
Dusk2Dawn is packed, like it always is on these nights—showcases are guaranteed to bring in a big crowd, which is why the venue runs them monthly. It’s why DFS had already played one, plans to play another, though he’s been trying to put together a band before he comes back. Too bad he’s been far too distracted by Xiangyi to make more than half-hearted efforts to pull a band together. He can admit to himself that he’s been hoping that Xiangyi will snap out of his… funk, depression, whatever, and agree to play with him. After Wednesday, well—
After Wednesday, he thinks, leaning against the bar and ordering a beer, he’ll be lucky to get Xiangyi to speak to him at all tonight.
It’s been a long fucking time since he’s played something so incredibly wrong. To learn that Xiangyi doesn’t even play piano anymore—it makes him sick to his stomach just to think about it. Everyone knew the stories—discovered by Qi Mushan, an amazing musician in his own right, in an orphanage playing piano at age 4. On the concert stage at 11, touring until he “quit” at 16 to start a rock band with his brother… Xiangyi once told him that his earliest memories were of someone singing him a lullaby; that he remembered picking the notes out on the piano over and over again, and never knowing what it was until Qi Mushan told him it what it was. And then, of course, he’d learned to play it flawlessly.
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Fang Duobing
“You look so cuuuuuuute!”
Fang Duobing can feel his cheeks heat up as Kira plucks at his sweater.
“I told you the white cable knit was the best option, you look like you’re on the cover of Vogue.” She turns to Chenchen. “Doesn’t he look like the perfect singer-songwriter?”
“Um,” he starts, but Chenchen cuts him off.
“I still think you could have gone edgier,” she says, making a little moue of dissatisfaction. “Let me do your makeup now, you need more mascara for your eyes to really pop.”
It’s all he can do not to bat her hands away and cover his face in mortification. He reminds himself that his friends are just being supportive no matter how embarrassing it is to have them fuss over him in front of Li Lianhua.
“It’s fine,” he mutters, trying to duck away, but Chenchen grabs his arm and then makes him squat down so she can reach his eyelashes. Damn it.
He can see Li Lianhua out of the corner of his eye, standing silently nearby with on hand in his pocket, the other holding Fang Duobing’s guitar case, his long hair pulled back half-up, half-down. He looks a little pale but otherwise his usual shit-eating self, and he laughs silently when he catches Fang Duobing’s eye.
“There!” Chenchen announces, “I think that’s perfect. And I like the way you did your hair, the leather guan makes you look like a cross between a wuxia hero and a bad boy.”
Oh no, he thinks, watching Li Lianhua mouth the words, “Bad boy,” before he clearly bites down on the inside of his cheek so he doesn’t burst into hysterical laughter. Sourly, Fang Duobing hopes he gets a canker sore. Jerk.
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