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For my next trick for Finish Your Fucking Wips February I will finish a wip I didn't even remember writing!

[bitterkarella]

Midnight Pals: Mothers day Meltdown

[mysterious circle of robed figures] JK Rowling: hello children Rowling: I was just thinking about how transs people should be eliminated from ssociety Jonathan Chait: whoa whoa whoa! joanne! Chait: you can't say it like THAT Chait: so uncouth Chait: you have to say it with your pinky finger extended

Elon Musk: si! issa no good! Musk: issa too mucha trans genocide Musk: you shoulda only post the right amount offa da trans geocide Musk: lookita me, i lika da trans genocide Musk: but i also like many other genocides Rowling: oh MY GOD Rowling: my empire is crumbling!

Chait: we're not saying you can't still be transphobic Chait: you just have to, you know, cool it a bit Chait: be genteel about it Jesse Singal: mommy mommy i have concerns mommy! Chait: see? just like that

Chait: maybe put a little disclaimer Chait: "this transphobia is for entertainment purposes only" Rowling: do you not know who I am?? I'm JK Rowling! Rowling: JK FUCKING ROWLING!!! Rowling: I MADE YOUR CHILDHOOD MAGICAL!

Rowling: no one tellss me to cool it! Rowling: i own the courtss! Chait: joanne Rowling: and another thing!!! Rowling: SSTOP CALLING ME JOANNE!

[midnight society] JK Rowling: hello children Barker: oh look who it is Barker: what are you doing here joanne? Barker: did your terfs tell you to cool it again? Rowling: Rowling: why doess everyone call me joanne

Rowling: i'm extremely mad about thiss transs football referee Barker: what? Rowling: this transs football referee Barker: Barker: what?

Rowling: there's a transs football referee and i'm really mad about it! Rowling: what, haven't you heard? Barker: joanne, why are you here Rowling: and another thing! Rowling: sstop calling me joanne!!

Rowling: people are alwayss all "joanne this" and joanne that! Rowling: wah wah wah joanne joanne joanne! Barker: do you not like your name Barker: you could change it Poe: clive Poe: just let her tire herself out Barker: no no I've got something here

Rowling: people are alwayss "oh wah wah wah joanne, how can you ssay that! your bookss are all about tolerance and love wah wah wah!" Rowling: bitch i think i know what my booksss are about! Rowling: i fuckin wrote them after all!

Rowling: blah blah blah ohh joanne Rowling: i hate when people call me joanne!! Rowling: they should fear to say my true name! Barker: oh damn look at that Barker: looks like we're having a good ol' fashioned mothers day meltdown Poe: clive don't encourage this

King: but joanne! how can you say that? King: after all the lessons of harry potter? King: you made our childhoods magical!

Rowling: people are all "blah blah blah joanne how can you like naziss now when you ssaid they were bad in harry potter" Rowling: first of all, harry potter iss fiction! Rowling: secondly, the death eaters are actually a ssinister coalition of evil transs, sspooniess, fat people, free masonss, and diane duane Rowling: always have been! Rowling: thiss iss NOT a retcon!

Rowling: that sshould be obviouss if you've read the book Rowling: UNLESSS Rowling: you're a fake potterhead, ssteve King: no of course not! i love harry potter

Rowling: DO YOU Rowling: perhaps then Rowling: you would be willing to take a blood oath to the dark lord Rowling: to belong to the dark lord body and ssoul Rowling: who is always correct King: i uh don't think i'm going to take that oath, sorry Rowling: UGH! Rowling: this is just like Radcliffe all over again!

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Digimon Frontier - Episode 17

Okay, now everyone has their beast spirit so we can move onto...whatever's next. I feel like the goal is kinda vague. I know they're supposed to reunite Seraphimon and Ophanimon, but then what. Do the kids fight alongside them? Is someone going to have to raise baby Seraphimon when he hatches? Issa mystery.

Notes:

Hey, Takuya wore his goggles for once! I didn't even notice til I looked at my screenshots lol. Glad they're not just ornamental.

I kinda feel like Koji just abruptly started acting nicer and they didn't acknowledge it. I thought there'd be some kind of character development episode or something. Oh well, guess it's more natural this way.

They picked the weirdest background digimon in this episode. The one that stuck out the most was Dukemon. I know this is a different universe from Tamers but...is Dukemon just a normal digivolution in this timeline? I doubt there's just a human chilling inside him lol

Another background Easter egg I just spotted is Tailmon handing out with Wizarmon (and chatting with Veemon!)

Nice to see a Nanomon that's not evil. I liked his personality and voice in the dub.

Tomoki getting his beast spirit as a video game trophy was unexpected. I'm glad they shook things up a little instead of him getting it in a cave or underwater or something. It's more satisfying that he won it doing something he's good at. (Maybe they shoulda done that for the other characters in retrospect).

Blizzarmon is another "okay I guess" design. I think I'd like him better if they dropped the armor and his weird head tendrils. I like his face and earrings. He gives me similar vibes to Zudomon. At least he's actually a beast unlike most of the other characters' beast forms.

I was cringing with Tomoki when Nanomon was taking the digivices apart. I liked how their insides glowed. Makes them seem more mystical and not like cheap plastic toys.

I liked that one Petaldramon attack when he wiggled his back legs and butt in the air lol. Kinda cute

Ophanimon randomly deciding to chime in all of the sudden gave me Gennai vibes lol. At least she gave them the option to go home.

[comfort-questing]

wayfarers' rest (p2)

first

...Upstairs, Dawnwyn was asleep without even getting under the covers, limp in the utter oblivion of exhaustion. She was curled up carefully on her good shoulder, her hair untied from its braid and tumbled in disorder around her. I brushed the brownish-gold locks away from her face; she never stirred, her cracked lips slightly parted as she breathed, the flush of fever deepening on her cheeks. Pausing a moment, I dithered between waking her and letting her sleep, but fortunately Dawnwyn solved the problem for me.

The dazed fear in her eyes as she first opened them was painful to see, and she startled back from my hand, then winced at the effort of motion.

"You’re safe,“ I said. ”You’re in the Valley and you’re safe, remember?“

She sighed again, squeezing her eyes shut and open, finding my face at last with her gaze. I sat down at the end of the bed, folding my hands on my lap, a careful distance from her.

“Creed and I talked,” I said. “He told me about you, and himself, and what happened. You'll be clear of anything like that here, Dawnwyn, for as long as you - stay." I was not sure whether to say "as you want to stay" or "as you need to" - the former gave her too much opportunity to leave before she was rested, and the latter sounded as if I was anxious to be rid of her, so I skirted the issue.

"Good. Good Creed." Dawnwyn licked at her dry lips, shivering back into the folds of the coverlet."Thanks...Issa...ma’am."

“Come now,” I said, “don’t doze off on me. I need those eyes on me a little longer. Long enough for me to check what’s under those bandages, anyway, and for you to drink something and maybe have some food.”

Her eyes opened and closed again, heavy-lidded. “I’m not hungry.”

“We’ll see.” She wasn’t the first reluctant patient I’d nursed here in this room, and though I was a little out of practice these days I’d give it my best. “Here, I’ll be back; don’t go to sleep yet.”

Creed was snoring gently in a heap on the rug by the stove, when I came down, and I left him to it. The plum preserves, a mug of tea from the kettle still simmering, and a basin of hot water for washing all barely stayed balanced on the way back upstairs, and I went for the medicine chest I kept in my own room after dropping them off next to Dawnwyn’s bed. She watched me hazily as I came and went, one hand fumbling at the neck of her dress, ineffectually.

I had to help her with the buttons, and with unwinding the untidy tangle of makeshift bandages wrapping her shoulder and crossing her chest, stiff with sweat and blood as I got further down. The long shallow slash just below her collarbone was maybe a week old at this point, and would probably have done better stitched up than stuffed full of half-clean rags, the edges still swollen and gaping. Then again, whoever had done the bandaging hadn’t done much to clean the wound in the first place, so maybe leaving it unstitched was the lesser of two evils. The bright streaks of infection were already crawling outward across her dirty skin.

Dawnwyn had bitten down on her lip and was breathing slow and measured through her nose, tense beneath my hands, eyes narrowed in desperation. I resolved grimly that I wasn’t going to let these two leave the Valley without a proper healer’s kit and some instructions in addition - they’d been in a hurry, to be sure, but really?

“I’ll need to put a hot compress on this,” I said, “to draw out the infection. It’ll hurt at first but I think it’ll feel better, after. All right?”

Shakily, she nodded, a small jerky motion.

I had to soak off some of the old dressings first, Dawnwyn startling but holding herself steady at the touch of the hot water. She had her eyes closed and her lips starkly pale by the time I was dipping rags in the water and laying them across the wound, and I let my free hand rest beside hers on the bed. After a moment she turned hers to find it, and squeeze my fingers tightly.

For a fleeting instant I wondered where the rest of her family was - if Creed had been the only one left, or else the only one who had been daring and foolish enough to try anything - if there were someone else who’d held her hand in moments of pain and sickness, somewhere far away in the mountains beyond my doorstep. But whoever they were, they weren’t here, and I was, and so this was the best I could do for her sake and theirs.

Dawnwyn’s eyes were growing heavy again where she lay sprawled on the bedspread, shivering and wincing now and then as I changed out each lukewarm rag for a fresh one. At last the water was cooled in the pan and I got the salve and fresh bandages out instead. She kept her eyes closed as I spread the honey salve thickly over the wound and wrapped a light bandage over.

“We’ll do this again later,” I said, “but I’ll let you rest, for an hour or so anyway.”

“Oh,” she mumbled into the cover.

I thought about saying some choice words about how lucky she was, to get this far in such a condition - lucky, or else desperate. Or both, likely. But I didn’t want to waste her last moments of consciousness for now, so I picked up the tea and the spoon.

“Five spoonfuls, then you can sleep again.”

Most of the last few went on the bedspread instead of into her mouth, but I didn’t press the matter too far; just tugged the bedspread gently out from under her, and saw the fleeting ghost of a smile twitch at the corners of her pain-drawn mouth as I tucked her in.

And if I sat there for a little while after, watching her sleep and thinking of other days and other memories long gone now - well, she must have forgiven an old woman her sentiment, for she was still holding my hand as she dozed off.

[legion1227]

74 shows I watched this year: Ranked from least favorite to Most

74. Resident Evil (2/5)                    (Lance Reddick Wesker is only good thing)

73. Mike (2.5/5)                             (Poorly paced)

72. Shenmue (3/5)                         (Decent animation, middling plot)

71. Murderville (3/5)                       (Peaked with Conan o Brien episode)

70. Wednesday (3/5)                      (All the guys in the show suck)

69. Haikyu!! (Seasons 1-2) (3/5)       (Cute, but not for me)

68. Ms. Marvel (3/5)                       (Liked first half more)

67. The Walking Dead (Season 11: Parts 2 & 3) (3/5)     (Decent final ep)

66. Doom Patrol (Seasons 1-3) (3/5)              (Great cast)

65. Assassination Classroom (Season 2) (3/5)    (Season 1 was better)

64. Bel-Air (3.5/5)                                  (started fine, lost steam)

63. Kung Fu Panda: The Dragon Knight (3.5/5) (great to have Jack Black back)

62. Euphoria (Season 2) (3.5/5)     (Enjoyable schlock)

61. Violet Evergarden (3.5/5)         ( Amazing animation, likable main lead)

60. The Orville (Seasons 1-3) (3.5/5)        (season 3 elevated the show)

59. The Righteous Gemstones (Seasons 1-2) (3.5/5)   (chaotically endearing)

58. Book of Boba Fett (3.5/5)              (Should’ve focused more on Boba)

57. Tekken: Bloodline (3.5/5)            (other characters needed more screentime)

56. The Proud Family (Seasons 1-2) (3.5/5)    (Penny is my favorite character)

55. Schitt's Creek (Seasons 5-6) (3.5/5)    (Not the funniest, but I love the family)

54. Reacher (3.5/5)              (Strong first half, kinda falls apart 2nd half)

53. Insecure (Season 1-3)       (Issa and her friends are an intriguing bunch)

52. Disenchantment (Season 4) (3.5/5)     (luci, bean, and elfo, fun trio)

51. Handmaid's Tale (Season 5) (3.5/5)   (its very good, almost great)

50. South Park (Season 25) (3.5/5)    (wayyyyyy too short for a season)

49. The Last Kingdom (Season 1-2)    (Dreymon as Uhtred is a good main lead)

48. Moon Knight (3.5/5)        (oscar isaac is amazing in the role as moon knight)

47. Re: Zero (Season 1-2) (3.5/5) (fun cast and action sets)

46. Baki (Season 1-3) (3.5/5)      (over the top action fest thats a roaring time)

45. Black Mirror (Season 1-5) (3.5/5)    (mixed bag but mostly good episodes)

44. Code Geass (Season 1-2) (3.5/5)    (lelouch is a good anti-hero) 

43. Whose line is it anyway (CW seasons 1-7) (3.5/5) (bit predictable but still hilarious)

42. Love, Death, and Robots (Season 3) (4/5) (best season they had yet)

41. Archer (Season 13) (4/5)  (RIP Jessica Walter, still managed a solid season w/o her)

40. Zootopia+ (4/5)   (episodes that are as gratifying as the movie)

39. Baymax (4/5)      (Baymax helping others is just so cute) 

38. Baki Hanma (4/5)   (more focused than other seasons)

37. Rick and Morty (Season 6)  (4/5) (Big step up from season 5)

36. Avenue 5 (Season 1)  (4/5)   (Uproariously funny)

35. Legend of Korra (Seasons 1-4)       (4/5)  (besides season 2, its incredible)

34. Scrubs (seasons 1-4)  (4/5)  (carried by great character work)

33. Fresh Prince of Bel-Air (Seasons 1-6) (4/5) (last 2 seasons weak, iconic tho)

32. Jeen-yuhs (4/5)           (the kanye fall of is so damn depressing)

31. Stranger Things (Season 4) (4/5) (another solid season for the show)

30. Vikings: Valhalla (4/5)   (savagery at its finest)

29. She-Hulk: Attorney At Law (4/5)   (Jen Walters and cameos are dope)

28. What We Do in the Shadows (Season 4) (4/5)  (season 3 was better)

27. The Witcher (Season 2) (4/5)    (better than season 1)

26. Jojo's Bizarre Adventure (Stone Ocean) (4/5)   (beautiful ending)

25. One Piece (Whole Cake Island & Wano Arcs) (4/5) (peak storytelling)

24. Tales of The Jedi (4/5)   (love what they did with Ahsoka and Dooku)

23. Atlanta (Seasons 1-3) (4/5)     (Prefer seasons 1 & 2 over 3 just a bit

22. House of the Dragon (4/5) (confusing names, but compelling family drama)

21. Dexter (Seasons 1-4) (4/5)   (Serial killer drama at its finest)

20. Blindspotting (4/5)  (4/5)     (lack of Diggs and Casal is felt, still great tho)

19. Obi-Wan Kenobi (4/5)   (return of mcgregor and Christensen was lovely)

18. The Sandman (4/5)   (Excellent cast with clever ways of dealing w/ enemies)

17. Umbrella Academy (Season 3) (4/5) (great but hate what they did with Allison)

16. Big Nate (4/5)  (loved reading the books growing up, cute show)

15. Arcane (4/5)    (one of the best video game adaptations)

14. Demon Slayer (Season 2) (4/5) (love way more season 1)

13. Chainsaw Man (4/5) (animation and characters are fascinating)

12. Cuphead (Season 1-3) (4/5) (an even BETTER video game adaptiation)

11. Regular Show (Season 1-8) (4/5)  (wild, ride of a show from start to end)

10. The Boys Presents: Diabolical (4.5/5) (superb snack to quell Boys hunger)

9. Mob Psycho 100 (Season 3) (4.5/5) (beautiful sendoff to amazing people)

8. Smiling Friends (4.5/5)   (funniest show I’ve watched in a long time)

7. Peacemaker (4.5/5)    (funny, but has better action and drama)

6. Harley Quinn (Season 3) (4.5/5)  (top tier character arcs

5. Don't Hug Me I'm Scared (4.5/5) (wayyyy funnier than I thought it would be)

4. Barry (Season 3) (4.5/5)  (balance of comedy and drama is masterful) 

3. Attack on Titan (Season 4 part 2) (4.5/5) (only 1 subpar episode)

2. The Boys (Season 3) (4.5/5)      (the best season with the best episode)

1. Better Call Saul (Season 6) (5/5)       (literal PERFECTION) 

[kafkaoftherubble]

最近还没有新的project，所以跟放假无异。真惬意！

Although we didn't manage to do our Morning Routine, and I ended up moving the planned Resume Dollmaking plan to some other day (Wednesday? Thursday?), the rest of today was pretty great!

Seeing Dune (in fact—only one-third of it so far) on Netflix and streaming it on Discord turned out to be a success!

Seeing the movie with an unexpected TimothEÊĒÉ Chalamet Doubter—who seems to shiver every time the dude reappears on-screen—is hilarious. "I've been seeing this movie for a while now and I haven't seen him change his expression—oh wait, finally." It's the fact that this is from someone who dabbles in acting themself that makes it such a burn!

Honestly, we should pit Lyi the TimothÈËÊÉ Apologist with them together. This world has too much love and peace, there is not enough c h a o s!

Will resume the rest of Dune later tonight. And that will be after I game with Ritsu, who insisted that today we should play our old Resident Evil 6 instead. Her reasoning? "The way we suck has gone stale. We should be bolder and fail in new avenues! Be a generalist even in the art of being fucking failures!"

Please. Past Lyn had played RE6 with this lil' ass before. Remember the "大姐 I give you my controller! Control my character and control Chris just for this segment! ... WOW YOU SO AMAZING, YOU CONTROL CHRIS WITH YOUR FOOT!" session and the "大姐 WOOHOO BLAST THAT HELICOPTER WITH BAZOOKA! I'll be hiding in this room behind you and give you moral support! If you're near death I will come out and inject you with medicine! I NOW ISSA DOCTOR! ...WHAT? THESE GUNS ARE FOR COSPLAY!"

Oh god. We are not even gonna get past the first part of Level 1, are we?

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The best thing about today is that I finally get to study.

That reminds me! I have never documented Miki the pencil case in this garden before. I think she was created by 2018 Lyndises. Ah, maybe next time.

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Whenever I have time, however short that period might be, the book I always have the most interest in is Buddhist Ethics. Which... is really different from the choice of, say, Lyndises of a Few Years Ago. Fionn has such a hold on me, damn it.

Not that I'm complaining; I just like seeing him happy. I like seeing him think. I like hearing him explain shits. I just like hanging out with him.

The last time, the last Lyn stopped at the chapter discussing Buddhaghosa's Visuddhimagga ("The Path of Purification"). I did a bit of revision on it because I kinda forgot what's it about, and I can't continue if I forgot.

Visuddhimagga is a Theravadin ethical treatise. That means the self-liberation of the student (ya know, the one who's taking up the path) is the central goal. I have seen some Mahayana scholars and philosophers disparage Theravada school for being self-centered because their focus is self-liberation instead of "the liberation of all sentient beings." But man! Sectarian disputes, mate. Quite an unfair accusation, too, methinks.

Look at the central value Buddhaghosa emphasizes:

Generosity.

And he didn't mean generosity in finances or material goods. It's not about "a set of actions." Buddhaghosa's concept of generosity is an orientation. A preference in seeing the world; it's a whole-ass path. More specifically, it means being generous with one's time, patience, knowledge, effort, care, possessions—everything you own is liable to be given to anyone else who needs it more. That kind of generosity.

I really can't see how that makes the Theravada school selfish. Is the accusation aimed more at the intent of a Theravadin Buddhist instead of their ethical stance? "You're only doing all of these good things for your eventual liberation instead of to liberate everyone together!" That sorta thing?

Hmm. On paper, that intent does seem self-centered. But if putting Theravadin ethics into practice benefits people around that student in effect—is the accusation of selfishness really as meaningful as it sounds?

Look over here:

The ultimate goal of practicing generosity is the attainment of nonegocentricity, a.k.a the ethical side of anattā, "non-self."

Oh, but there is an additional side to practicing generosity, too. A phenomenological one.

Basically, one adopts the preference of generosity because the world is so interdependent (pratītyasamutpāda, "dependent co-arising") that any distinction between one's self and others is illusionary and arbitrary. That is a phenomenological realization—it's knowledge regarding how the world is perceived. When you give to someone, you didn't lose shit. That someone gained what you gave, and that translates to a mutual gain for both of you.

"When the mouth eats from the hand, the entire body benefits—the hand did not lose anything at all. It never had. But if the hand doesn't realize this, then it convinces itself it's now at a disadvantage and suffers from an invisible, nonexisting loss."

Hee hee! It's so nice to have someone like Fionn to provide commentaries.

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Today's real new chapter is on the Mahayana treatise, specifically from the Mādhyamaka school: Śāntideva's Bodhicaryavatara ("How to Lead an Awakened Life").

The book noted the different metaphors Buddhaghosa and Śāntideva used, gleaned easily even from the title of their treatises. Buddhaghosa emphasized "purification," that is to say, removing negative qualities to purify one's conduct. Santideva's is a path of accumulation, which is where you collect noble qualities like Pokemon. These virtues are, you guessed it, the pāramitā, "perfections."

Pāramitā is such a Mahayana concept. As soon as you see these being mentioned, it's gotta be a Mahayana school. It harkens a bit to virtue ethics, methinks, as espoused by Ancient Greek philosophers.

Honestly, we haven't really gotten far into this subchapter. Garfield is an expert on Santideva's treatise, so he has a lot to say about it. In comparison, Visuddhimagga was more of Maria Helm's expertise, if I recall correctly.

For now, my favorite part of this subchapter is about the difference between the so-called "aspiring" and "engaged" modes of practice.

Aspirants are people who learn from philosophical classes, reading, reflections, and discourses—good old discursive knowledge you get by "hearing from others." It's good intentions—but no actions yet. That's not all; to hear about ethics from secondhand sources like that is to gain knowledge through concepts and abstract thoughts communicated by other people. That means a certain level of reality distortion not unlike learning about philosophy through stories and fiction and nonfiction articles.

To Santideva, one has to really put what they have heard into experiments and practice because then that knowledge becomes direct and experiential. "Knowledge gained from perception itself."

To practice the path of the Bodhisattva, empiricism is of utmost importance. "Knowing" isn't enough. "Seeing" is more important.

I agree with that, even if cognitive science would argue against framing perceptions as direct and less distorted than "discourses." Again, human brains are not that reliable.

We're mostly in agreement here, however; the reason why I favor ethics and phenomenology in philosophy over shits like metaphysics is because these are domains that can be put into practice. These are intellectual naval-gazing that influence actions, and therefore effects!

... Heh. "Empiricism" reminds me of someone.

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I wanna start reading The Lies That Bind starting this week.

I'm gonna bring it to that stupid wedding anyway. Might as well start reading now.

I already like the quote Kwame selected.

[maroonghoul]

Terror Time 2022! Day 1:

Happy October! Like a lot of you, I’m watching at least one horror movie each day this month leading up to Halloween! But this year, I want share my thoughts on each film I watch here, whether I’ve just seen them for the first time or films I wished to revisit and want to reflect how my thoughts change. 

These aren’t really reviews, so much as what I take away from each film; deep thoughts or shallow exclamations, good or bad. Depends on the film. This isn’t me speaking the gospel, so much as letting my thoughts out. With that I’ll start with..

Lla LLorona (2019)

This Guatemalan film is an unconventional choice to start this year’s annual Halloween Movie marathon for me. This has nothing to do with the quality of the movie, so much as the tone. I mean, our main characters are essentially a war criminal former dictator and his family, and they make that very clear especially at the beginning and the end. With his past crimes, either described by a witness or shown in flashback, proving to so disturbing that the vengeful ghosts are downright comforting by comparison.

But I guess that’s the point, isn’t it? The common perception of the Lla Llorona figure, at least as far as my limited understanding of Latin America ghost stories is concerned, is that she is the ghost of the woman weeping after having drowned her own children. This is not supposed to be that exact ghost. Or it’s at least a variation unique to the film. I won’t spoil how it’s different or precisely why she’s haunting our main characters (Even if you can guess), other then the ghost itself is portrayed more subtly in physical appearance then one can be used to. So if you’re looking for the classic white ghost aesthetic, look somewhere else.

But what’s compelling is how our her and our protagonist, Enrique Monteverde, feel black and white, but in a way that runs counter in most ghost horror movies I’ve seen from Hollywood in the past ten years, even though that’s probably a generalization. I’ve seen this theme of “Fantastical horrors being not as bad as the ones created from war and man that benefit from it” in other works by Latin American filmmakers (Guillermo Del Toro’s “The Devil’s Backbone” and “Pan’s Labyrinth” and to a lesser extent, Issa Lopez’s “Tigers are not Afraid”). And it’s still one I’m not tired of seeing.

It’s in setups like this that remind me why, in times like these where everything feels like is going wrong, that Horror is very comforting, even though it’s a genre designed at it’s core, to be as uncomfortable as possible. 

When put together side by side, the reason I feel a monster that comes from the genre is more captivating and able to gain our sympathy then a monster from reality is that the former has rules it obeys. Whether their intentions are actually understanding or they’re just gleefully sadistic, they still operate by a set of rules (”This is what it wants” or “This is how you kill it” or “This is how you run from it”). Whether good or evil, you can respect something that follows through on what’s stated it can and will do. Sure, you can break down the hypocrisies in that for a human character, but most horror villains are either not human or seek to leave their humanity behind. Which, ironically, makes it easier to give it the benefit of the doubt and judge them as less evil. They know what they are.

It’s why, for the past few years, I find it easier to like intentionally transparently evil villains rather then the ones who keep trying to make excuses or reasons, like Monteverde. And when he, a very human villain in all the worst ways, is up against something that last left it’s humanity behind, and in doing so has become part of nature in a way, he is overwhelmed. And we aren’t seeing poor victims being bullied by something pure evil for no reason, like in what feels like every single Conjuring movie. We’re seeing an amoral transgressor bump up into the consequences of his action in a form he can’t bribe, lie, murder his way out of. The horrors of the mundane making way for the horrors of the fantastic.

In hindsight, actually a very good place to start this marathon.

And that’s what I thought. This is the first thing I wrote at this length in a very long time so I’m sorry if it’s rough, pretentious, condescending or anything like that. If you want to share a few thoughts on another film, I’ll write a small post, that is if I’ve seen it. If you want to know what other types of media I’ve consumed or are consuming to celebrate this time of year, just ask. Sometime, in the next few days, I’ll write about the next film I saw...

[orchres]

Okk soo! African women authors for @diewhitewomen ! The gworls be writing and they're very good, so good in fact that I don't seek out contemporary african literature written by men because they simply cannot compare. plus ik some of those men personally and they're evil and should die 💖 that being said, here are my faves;

Namwali Serpell- she has a bunch of very juicy short stories and one book out. My favourite short stories are The Sack and Account. I've been slogging thru The Old Drift (her novel) for like 2 years lol idk if novels r her strong suit but you might enjoy it better than me

Doreen Baingana: I read her novel Tropical Fish when I was 13 and my brain cracked open. She writes about problematic and wayward girls who are running fast in the opposite direction of respectability and it is so refreshing

Jennifer Nansumbuga Makumbi - Rah this woman's brain is HUGE likee Kintu was a whole moment and then some. I have also heard good things about her short story anthology Manchester Happened tho I've not gotten around to reading it. The First Woman is her latest, came out last year I think? I hear it's even better than Kintu.

Monica Arac DeNyeko - I have only read one short story of hers, Jambula tree, which was the inspiration for the movie Rafiki, is about two kenyan teenage lesbian girlies and it was gooooooddd like ah a real tear-jerker

Titilola Alexandra Shoyenin - I haven't read it yet but everyone who's read her debut novel The Secret Lives of Baba Segi's Wives only has good things to say

Chinelo Okparanta - She's written Under The Udala Trees which is yet another that I have been meaning to read but have never gotten around to 😭 but issa sweet lil story about a gay Nigerian girl coming to terms w her sexuality

Nawal El-Sadaawi - She was like at the forefront of feminist Egyptian literature and her brain is huugee. I read her short story Solitude in hs and that was probably my first encounter with literature about the intersection of incarceration and political prisoners and misogyny in Egyptian society. I have attempted to read Woman At Point Zero (a novel) but ion think I'm ready for it yet

Leila Aboulela - I read one of her short stories, Two Stories of A House, in an anthology I did for my 4th form exams in high school and it was sooo interesting it's about two sisters in law squabbling about this two storey house they live in and things get so dramatic the downstairs woman steals the staircase going up in the middle of the night. She has a couple of novels out too but I haven't read any of them tho I really should.

Honourable mention to Akwaeke Emezi as being the most visible African nonbinary writer out there I can't recommend their work enough. Freshwater changed my life and gave the language to describe myself, especially my experiences as a trans person in a very real, culturally significant way that English will never have the range to do. They're quite the prolific writer and so far they have 4 books out since 2017: Freshwater, Pet, The Death Of Vivek Oji and Dear Senthuran with 2 or 3 more set to be released over the next couple of years

[starlightervarda]

Some Religious Facts and Terminology

1) To start—Allah is the same entity as God. It’s just the Arabic word for God. Literally, to break it down its the words al-ilah—The God. The term predates Islam.

Christians in the Middle East (and Mizrahi Jews) also say Allah. The terms God the Father/God the Son translate to Allah al-Ab/Allah al-Ibn. Both religions also use the shared term Rabina—‘Our God’. If your characters are speaking the same language just use ‘God’.

A Muslim wouldn’t say the phrase ‘Your God’ to a Christian unless they’re mocking them for worshiping Jesus as God himself, or believing in the concept of the Trinity. This is asshole behavior. It would not be used in conversation between friends.

Shared phrases include:

God Be With You (Rabina ma’ak) / God Be With Us (Rabina ma’ana), O God (Ya Rab!) and God Willing (Inshallah) denote hope or assurance. Sometimes can be said in mild sarcasm or disbelief like “Sure it will,” or “We’ll see,”.

If someone sneezes you say May God Protect You (Yarhamukallah) i.e. Bless You. May God Save/Preserve You (Rabina Yekhaleik/Yehfezak) is a step above ‘Thank you’ or ‘Be Safe’.

On God’s Life (Wehyat Rabina) and I swear to God (Wallahi) are when you yourself swear or you ask someone to swear on / ensure something. They’re sometimes said with a heavy dose of sarcasm, like if someone tells you the Earth is flat and you’re like ‘Swear to God?’

Praise God (Alhamdulillah/Ahmedak Ya Rab) are expressions of relief, like ‘Thank God!’. God Wills It (Mashallah) is also used for relief, and in response to both good and baffling news (with sarcasm), and to ward off the Evil Eye/envy/jinn from ruining said-good news.

Ask God’s Forgiveness (Estaghfarallah) is an expression of exasperation/disbelief (like if someone keeps arguing the Earth is flat), tends to be accompanied by an eye-roll. It’s like ‘For the Love of God!’

Saying ‘Allah!’ as a positive interjection, like when something good happens or when you see something wondrous or beautiful, is also common. It’s where the Spanish word Olé! comes from.

Something specifically Muslim would be like using Weh Nabi (For the Prophet’s sake) when asking for something, which is impolite to say to a Christian since it holds no significance for them.

2) People seem to be under the impression that the faiths are inherently segregated or disconnected. All three People of the Book (Judaism, Christianity and Islam) share a lot more than you’d think, namely most stories and figures from the Torah/Old Testament. One of the biggest Islamic holidays, the Feast of Sacrifice (Eid al-Adha) - also known as the Big Feast (Eid al-Kabir) is based on the story of the Abraham’s willingness to sacrifice is his son, then being told by God that he can now substitute a sheep for him. Sheep-meat dishes galore.

Other figures like Adam, Abraham (Ibrahim), Solomon (Suleiman), Joseph (Youssef), Noah (Nūh) and David (Dawoud) are important to all three, some more than others and other figures take a higher priority, like Ismael over Isaac. They factor into things like Muslims naming their daughters Sarah and Hagar, but not Rachel and Rebecca.

Look, it’s the same difference as Jews and Christians having the same god with the central difference being Jews not viewing Jesus as the Messiah. Muslims agree Jesus is the Messiah born of a virgin, just not the Son of God/God, or that he died on a cross. They even agree he’ll be back on Judgment Day to fight the Antichrist. 

3) While we’re at it, Muslims revere Jesus and Mary, they literally refer to them as Our Master Jesus (Sayedna Issa) / the Messiah and The Lady Mary (A-Sayeda Mariam) -- in the Quran, Mary has her own chapter and Jesus’ name shows up a lot. They revere them, and to a lesser extent, John the Baptist, and even John’s father Zachariah, as prophets of God. They name their children Issa, Mariam, Yahya and Zakaria for them.

4) In more secular countries with a Christian population, like in Egypt and the Levant, there are Muslims who join in celebrations of Christmas and Easter. They don’t do it in the religious sense as you would in a church, and it’s not a priority of theirs, but it’s in a general cultural ‘woo-hoo holiday!’ way. Plenty do, in fact, get trees, hang wreaths, lights, and images of Santa Claus/Papa Noël, in December.

In April, people will buy brioches and dye eggs for Easter, not because they believe Jesus died and was resurrected, but because it’s fun. They’ll even send their kids to schools run by nuns called Sacré-Cœur (Sacred Heart) and Mére de Dieu (Mother of God)! My great-grandma was in a nursing home run by nuns.

On the other side, nothing stops Christians from joining in the spirit for celebrations either of the Feasts, and them not fasting during Ramadan does not stop them from coming over to break fast with Muslim friends. They will wish each other Merry Christmas (Eid Milad Saïd) and Happy Feast (Eid Saïd), they'll even get each other gifts.

Not practicing doesn’t stop you from partaking, just like how many irreligious people celebrate the secular Santa-based Christmas. There is a lot of general overlap. I literally went to a concert in my country last winter where many in an interfaith crowd came to watch a choir sing Christmas songs. Hell, my grandma read an Arabic translation of The Divine Comedy when she was in university.

Stuff like this is not uncommon unless you’re in a country with almost no minority faiths, or are under strict religious laws. 

If anything, there have been pushes to join in interfaith celebrations and depicting characters on TV doing so to show unity and fight the rise in religious fanaticism and evangelical Islam that’s been happening the past couple of decades, which has raised the discrimination against and persecution of Christians and minority sects.

5) People who are against stuff like this, or get real defensive or offensive when offered or invited, who call for segregation of faiths, or who avoid interacting with Christians or anything they do, are fundamentalists/evangelicals/extremists. Just like you would with your own fundies, do not validate their behavior by displaying it on sympathetic characters, these are people who even other (moderate) Muslims would avoid. Fundie views are lethal, it encourages people to shoot up and bomb churches.

Religion is never an excuse to be an asshole. There’s a big difference between not wanting to eat a pork-based dish to keep halal, and refusing to shake hands with a woman/a Christian.

So, in any depiction of Joe, practicing, agnostic, somewhere-in-the-middle, just cultural rather than religious, etc. I beg of you don’t have him making fundie dick-moves like saying ‘Your God’ or rude things about Jesus, or refusing to help decorate a Christmas tree or wear a Santa hat. Canon!Joe was a Fatimid, they were known for being accepting/tolerant of minorities under their reign, he would not behave this way.

[hibiscuswrites]

omg hc idea i hope it's not too much but remember when beth breaks into rios apt? wellllll reader sneaks into his apt but is waiting in their best lingerie for him!

***I took her breaking in to mean that they obviously don’t live together and are close but not like super super serious***

Coming home after a long day is one of his favorite things 

He likes to just take off his clothes and take a shower 

Start dinner and relax 

Maybe put his feet up and watch some TV 

He keeps his place pretty secure for obvious reasons and has taught you to keep yours secure by showing how easy it can be to get in 

So tonight you have used that skill for arguable evil and as he walks into his home, the very first thing he lays his eyes on is you standing at the window looking down at traffic in a lace robe 

Once you turn around, he can see the lingerie that you’re wearing and he knows it’s new 

He has a very good memory when it comes to seeing you dressed up for him 

Or rather dressed down 

The tension in his shoulders simmers some as he closes and locks his door behind him with a smirk 

“You got a lotta balls sneaking in here like that.” 

All you respond with is a shrug and a sly smirk as you slowly make your way over to him 

A little extra sway in your hips 

He’s putting his things down quickly then, making his way to you just as slowly and meeting you in the middle

Once close enough, he doesn’t bother with formalities, his arm sliding around you to reach down 

He takes a handful of your ass and squeezes it roughly, tugging you closer to him 

You know its only a matter of time before you’ll feel the hardness of him pressing against you 

His fingers are calculated as the other hand comes up to trace along your shoulder, subtly pushing the robe down on that one side so he can admire the swell of your breasts in the lace of your lingerie 

And suddenly, cooking dinner can wait

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[blrowanduck]

The fly as a symbol

Starting with words of the Japanese poet, Kobayashi Issa, a lay Buddhist priest of the Jōdo Shinshū. He is known for his haiku poems and journals, better known as simply Issa, he writes, "Where there are humans, you’ll find flies—and Buddhas". Unstated is the fact that flies are Buddhas.

If we could have unlimited compassion for flies, we might discover that they are forms taken by Maitreya, the Buddha of loving kindness.

Flies, symbolically are not generally connected to feelings, sensations, and thoughts in the better half of mind. Generally, the fly as an image, has been associated with Evil, Satan, and Sin. It was long believed that flies can spread disease, and correctly so, at least there is evidence that they can spread typhoid and cholera, but in the early middle ages, it was believed that they spread plague, literally or figuratively, the fly was Baal-zebub (literally, "Lord of flies") as mentioned in the second book of Kings 1:2. This is an ancient Syriac diety, leader of the swarms, king of putrefaction and destruction. Naturally, early Christians thought "Beelzebub", which sounds somewhat like the noise the insect makes when it moves, was one of the names of the devil. In a twist, that only the mind can accomplish, because of the flies' habit of buzzing around, the fly became a symbol of torment and torture and therefore the passion of Christ.

The insect appears in some still life compositions often juxtaposed with a butterfly to indicate the struggle between good and evil. But more interesting, the fly is placed in a painting to represent a kind of safeguard against the possibily that a real fly might land in its place based on medieval medical adage; similia similibus curantur, that is "like is cured by like".

Blake may be alluding to this well known, bleak assessment of the human condition by the Duke of Gloucester in King Lear:

‘As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods;

They kill us for their sport.' (Act 4 Sc i: 38-9).

On the better side of flies, they are important pollinators, second only to the bees and their Hymenopteran relatives. Flies may have been among the evolutionarily earliest pollinators, responsible for early plant pollination, evolving conjointly with flowering plants. Flies live for a very short time. They are easily killed and consequently they are frequently used as a image of the transient and ephemeral nature of life.

[homoeroticmisogyny]

MOST RAW HMU QUOTES (and the context that makes them less raw)

LUCY: To what extreme must I give this body? Over and over until it breaks? (being asked to run downstairs and get a book that zoe had accidentally thrown out the window)

PERCY: I have met death and he feared me (tripping and falling face first onto the floor)

WREN: I will not spit-shine the shoes of a cruel and unjust leader who uses them to walk over my chest! (said as a joke when lucy asked her to clean the board)

MAX: What a strange thing, the heart! How it thrums of its own design, man-made machinery! (drank coffee at 10pm and is now awake at 5am, yelling this because he’s having palpitations)

ISSA: I am warm and soft and kind and good, and I will beat that through my own chest until I believe it, in the hopes that you will never change that! (audrey trying to goad her into throwing a paper airplane at elena’s head)

ELENA: If there is a god, a loving god, now even she would turn her back on me in shame (showed up late to a meeting and missed out on lesbian hamlet discourse)

AUDREY: There is little in this world that I love, and you make it difficult to keep the list brief (being kicked in the shins by issa and having a book whiz right past her face during a club meeting)

TAL: There’s evil afoot- I recognize her voice (hearing audrey turn the corner to enter the clubroom)

DIEKE: Acts of divine mercy would be a nuisance to me. I will choose to live in darkness, blissfully ignorant (being told that she doesn’t actually have to eat all of the leftovers from their picnic)

THEO: My love, my light, my dear, my heart, you know that there is nothing I would not give to see you  (sneaking into orlando’s classroom to give it a half-eaten pastry it asked for at breakfast)

ORLANDO: We are the same. There is no conjecture, there is nothing to be confused about. Heart, mind, and body, we are one (defending the fact that it and theo are literally actually clones now)

EMMA: I have undergone a great change: my heart and mind have made a choice without me (the slutrio are sleeping in her dorm room again, said in the middle of bites of an empty hotdog bun with ketchup on it)

MACY: There are things I do not know that I am more than satisfied with not knowing (finding the shrimp tank for the first time and learning that the biggest one is named MILF)

ZOE: You can struggle and wring your hands from my wrists, but I am a force like a gale of wind, and you are a sailboat that will splinter under pressure! (trying to get macy to read “meat pie is a moral imperative”)

JUNE: My silence does not mean my inaction. My head is full but my mouth is shut. Yours is empty and yet you cannot stop speaking nonsense (heard someone say milf gloucester was a bad idea and that since june wasnt talking she must agree)

MAY: I am patient. I can be patient. You are worth being patient for (stumbling over casting in her drama class project, was later cast as patient number 3)

AVA: There is nothing on earth that could move me from where I stand, I will take root here and wait patiently until the ground swallows me up (standing guard in front of the friendship bracelet booth that she and wren had set up)

[t-lostinworlds]

Leaked (Shawn Mendes)

A/N: Remember the post I made about an angst idea? And how I wanted it to hurt bad? Welp, here it is. I am so sorry in advance and nope, there won’t be any part 2 to this one. Hope you guys still like it aha x

Summary: Shawn's nude got leaked. What's the catch? He wasn't alone in it. The other catch? It wasn't with you.

Warnings: Angst, cheating, A bit dark, and typos, issa lot.

Word Count: 1.8k+

Masterlist in Bio

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Your grip on the device was tight, but you don't know if it was from the anger and pain, or if it was because it's the only thing you could hold on to for you not to lose yourself from the actual reality.

It was dark, horrible, and evil inside your head. But it was nothing compared to the constant stabbing you felt in your heart.

You were crying but you also wanted to laugh. Laugh at how foolish you've been to believe that you were the only one in his life. Because you definitely weren't, judging by the photos that were staring right at you, displayed on the cracked screen of your phone.

Shawn Mendes has broke the internet once again, but not for a good reason this time.

It was only two photos but it was enough to kill you from the inside out. It was just enough to murder your soul and feed the demons that have been living inside your brain.

The first one was of him, kneeling on the edge of the bed, looking straight at the camera with lust filled eyes, bottom lip caught between his teeth and a smirk that shows he was having a great time. His hair a mess with body trickled with sweat, buff, broad and completely naked in all his hard glory. It was a tasteful sight, if only it didn't have another woman's leg hooked around his waist.

The second one was of her, bend over the bed, ass cheeks in full view. You can see his pelvis along with his abs, pressed up against her skin but the one thing that makes it hurt even more was the hand, grip hard on her hips, swallow tattoo glaring at you, taunting you.

You've told yourself over and over that it was Photoshopped. A very good edit by someone who has immense talent, and to the public world, it would've been so easy to say just that. To just debunk the whole thing and say it wasn't him.

But you knew better.

You know it was real because his tattoo, yes, it was one thing but it is also very easy to fake. The girl's tattoo however, the one just on the small of her back? You knew who that belonged to. You knew who the girl was and that just makes things more inhumanly excruciating.

Another thing you tried to tell yourself was that, it was old. Taken way before you two were together, but you can easily say that, that is a lie too. It was a Polaroid photo, the time and date just on the bottom right was screaming at you. Telling you just how much of a fool you've been because it was taken just a week ago. 7 fucking days ago.

When you were in his condo, hugging his pillow and engulfed in his hoodie to help you sleep at night. While he went straight to LA, right after tour to do who knows what. Well clearly, now you know exactly what–or rather who–he was doing there.

The sound of the front door unlocking almost felt like a gun shot. It made you jump in your skin, body trembling as you braced yourself of what's to come.

"Honey I'm home!" Shawn called out, the endearment that once made your heart flutter only now made disgust crawl inside you. The words leaving a bitter taste in your mouth that you just want to hurl.

"Living room!" You managed to choke out, hands on your lap as you sit completely still, eyes on the phone making the droplets of tears gather on the screen.

Footsteps were all you're listening to, not being able to look up at the demon who now stood right in front, the sound of his keys rattling and then being placed on the counter ringing in your ears. "What's wrong?"

You let out a sarcastic laugh, head shaking in pure disbelief at him trying to pretend he has no clue what's going on. Slowly, you willed yourself to look up, tear-filled eyes staring right at him—the boy who you once trusted with your life and loved with all your heart—as you hissed.

"Cut the bullshit Shawn."

You wanted to punch that frown on his face. The sheer look of sorrow crossing his features only made you angrier because the fucking guts of him. He knew what he did. He knew so fucking well what the consequences of his actions were going to be. But he's still fucking done it now did he?

When he stayed quiet you stood up and took a step forward, turning the phone in your hand to face him, to make him see what you've been staring at for the past hour. The way he looked away was already an answer to you, eyes casted on the ground as he refuses to glance at the distasteful photos that were now out there for the world to pry on.

"Do you know whose nudes these are Shawn?" You questioned in the calmest voice you could muster, a scary contrast to the fire that's been waiting to explode inside of you.

"Of course you do. You're the one who's in them and you took them." You let out a fake laugh, your heart pounding against your chest as Shawn only said the only words he could think of.

"Honey I can explain—"

"Explain fucking what!? How you cheated on me? With none other than the girl who you said you didn't have feeling for anymore? The girl who you told me not to fucking worry about?! Then please do explain the things that I already know Shawn! Please help my stupidity!" You screamed. Your hold on the phone was getting tighter that it was starting to tear at your skin, but you felt too angry to care. The rage inside of you was working like morphine for the physical pain, but never helping to ease the emotional hurt that he was causing.

Nothing can make you feel any less hurt than one thing, one last resort, but you're stronger than that. You won't give up to the darkness in your brain. You owe that to yourself.

"I ended things with her after that night. I promise I haven't spoken to her since." Shawn was almost to his knees to beg, tears welling up his eyes but you could no longer look at him with nothing but pure disgust and betrayal. You weren't going to fall for that look anymore, you weren't going to give in to your weaknesses that composes nothing but him. You were slowly closing yourself off for the greater good, for yourself.

"That still doesn't change the fact that you fucked her while we were still together you asshole!" The words tasted vile against your tongue, speaking the words that's been in your head out loud is always too painful to the point that you just want your heart to be gone.

After all, you can't suffer from a broken heart if you don't have one.

"I know and that's the most disgusting things that I've ever done but I ended it with her. I don't want her, I only want you." It took everything in your will-power not to chuck the phone straight at him. His words were only making things worse because they were coated with lies. The words of a man who has nothing more to say because he knew he already had no fight in this. He already knows it was over the moment he shoved his dick inside another, it's just a matter of when he'll get caught.

And now he has been caught and he has no excuse left. Everything was crumbling into dust and he can do nothing more than just watch it all go down.

"Since how long?" You whispered, voice in the verge of breaking just at the thought of all the nights he's been in someone else's bed instead of yours.

"Honey please—"

"Tell me since when Shawn!" You sobbed, hands tugging at your hair as you waited for him to spit it out, to just say how long he's been betraying you after all this time.

"A couple months ago." Shawn muttered in pure defeat. The guilt inside him was spreading like a disease as he stared at the girl who gave him nothing but pure love, all broken.

You nodded solemnly, phone slipping out of your hands and landing with a thud on the floor, the sound echoing around the cold and dark place, almost serving as a symbol of the way your heart broke and was now lying lifeless on the ground, not a single beat heard from it anymore.

Your bottom lip was caught between your teeth as you tried to hold back your sobs but your eyes, your eyes were enough to tell the whole world how hurt you were. The insufferable pain was clear in your orbs that no amount of pretending could hide it even in the slightest.

"I let you kiss me, fuck I let you touch me you disgusting asshole! All while your hands have touched another woman's body. How fucking dare you tell me you loved me and you go around doing this! You are evil Shawn!" You clenched your fists tight, the thought just bloodcurdling that you just want to tear out your skin, every inch that he's touched, you want nothing of it. Every trace of his lips, you just want to scrub it off of you even if it hurts, you'd bear the pain as you want nothing more than every ounce of the feeling of him gone.

"I'm so sorry Y/N. I am so so sorry." Shawn whole weight collapsed on the floor as he landed on his knees. Endless tears ran down his face as he tried to reach for you, but you avoided his touch like its poison. The fear and pain that flashed across your features at the mere sight of him wanting to be near you was a big swing at his heart.

"I'm sorry too Shawn. I'm so sorry for trusting you with my heart in the first place." The sound of utter regret in your voice was a stab to his heart. The look on your face, the raw agony and misery coating your once joyful and glowing features, was a twist of the knife.

But when he heard the front door shut followed by nothing but the eerie silence of his whole condo, that was when Shawn knew he just lost everything he could've needed and ever wanted in his life.

Because with just one leak, everything in his life was completely destroyed and there was no other person to blame but him.

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[mysticaltigersorceress]

Two! (dumbasses) for the Price of One!

Hello friends! I did an exchange with @issatheartist, and this is what has come of it! I really enjoyed writing about Mirahaki and the Heart Pirates and hope y'all enjoy it too! So with out further ado, meet Issa’s oc, Haki-chan :D

_________________  Length: 1.5k  Summary: Mirahaki and Ikkaku are shopping; Penguin, Shachi, and Bepo    stop by, and Ikkaku and Shachi are ready to tear their hair out at their two friends pointless pining.  Warnings: None ao3: here lol

A small bell rang overhead as Shachi entered the clothing shop, Penguin and Bepo trailing close behind. He had seen Ikkaku drag Mirahaki inside earlier, raving about something she’d seen in the window. However, neither of their two crew mates could be seen from a quick glance around, so the pirates pressed onward into the store, vaguely browsing as they went to keep the sharp-eyed shop-keep from (immediately) throwing them out. 

“Ikkaku! Mirahaki! You two in here still?” Shachi yelled, earning a glare from the shop-keep. It wasn't like they had a sign saying you can’t be loud inside.

“Over here!” A familiar voice called and he spotted Ikkaku at the back of the shop. She waved a yellow jacket at them as they joined her. “Look what I found! Do you like it?” She held it up to herself so they could picture how it would look on her.

“Naw, it’s too bright.” Bepo deadpanned. Penguin snorted as Ikkaku gave Bepo the evil eye.

“Says the one wearing bright orange.” She scoffed, eying the Mink’s boiler suit. 

Bepo’s head cocked slightly to the side in a way that was far too cute for such a deadly pirate. “What’s wrong with orange?”

Ikkaku sighed and shook her head. “Nothing, nothing at all.” Bepo missed the hint of sarcasm in her statement and poked through the rack behind her, quietly wondering aloud if they had anything in his size.

“Hey, where’s Haki-chan, I thought she was with you?” Penguin asked, but it was fairly obvious their friend wasn’t in sight.

“Ah, she’s in the dressing room.” Ikkaku gestured to the closed door behind her. 

Bepo turned and held up a white, child-sized t-shirt with a frog on it. “Think this will fit me?”

“OF COURSE IT WON’T!” Ikkaku and Shachi blurted out, and Bepo’s head drooped forward glumly.

Penguin shook his head. “Well, once you two are finished, we need you back... back at… tang at the–” Penguin's eyes widened and his jaw slightly dropped, the smallest sound like he was choking as he tried to remember what he was saying.

Mirahaki twirled a little as she emerged from the dressing room, apparently not noticing how Penguin was tripping over his own tongue at her appearance. The wide neckline of the fitted blouse showed off her compass rose tattoo just beneath her right clavicle nicely, and a simple pair of fitted shorts with stockings and her iconic boots completed the simple yet striking look. 

“Well, what do you think?” Mirahaki asked through the mirror, frowning and adjusting the outfit as she decided how she felt about the clothes.

Shachi rolled his eyes and elbowed Penguin in the ribs hard enough that he started coughing. Peng was surprisingly similar to the Polar Tang; if it stopped working, just give it a well placed smack, see if that fixes the problem. The elbowing seemed to do the trick.

“You look great, Haki-chan,” Penguin said.

 “Thanks!” Mirahaki smiled at Penguin through the mirror. “I really like how this top fits me. Also, nice pick on the shorts Ikkaku-chan!” The curly brunette nodded smugly and gave her a thumbs up.

“The stockings are also a nice touch,” Shachi added, elbowing Penguin again, this time much more subtly and wiggled his eyebrows at his friend. Penguin’s cheeks grew red and he dragged Shachi away quickly, mumbling some excuse about looking for a scarf.

Ikkaku smirked at Penguins reaction, and tugged Mirahaki to the rack. 

“So, I think Penguin likes your outfit.”

Mirahaki snorted. “If he said he didn’t like it I’d punch him. Besides, he ran a way pretty fast.”

Ikkaku tsked and shook her head. “On the contrary, I don’t think he could keep his eyes off of you.” She tilted her head to the side and raised an eyebrow, smiling mischievously and hoping Mirahaki would get what she was hinting at.

Mirahaki simply rolled her eyes and softly shook her head, frowning. “All the guys are like that. Penguin-kun doesn’t see me like that.”

“He totally does! You think he gets tongue tangled like that for just anyone?”

“He couldn’t say the word water yesterday.”

Ikkaku huffed. “And yet, here he is, blushing like an idiot, trying to hide in the scarves.”

Mirahaki sighed. Ikkaku had been trying for quite some time now to get her to pursue something with Penguin, but what good was it? They’d known each other for a long time. She might’ve only started liking him in the last year or so, and she might not have been super obvious about it, but if he were interested, he would’ve done something by now, right?

“Whatever,” She ended up sighing. “I’m not getting my hopes up. It’s fine! I’ll just keep admiring from a distance.”

“But, imagine if you were admiring from up close.” Ikkaku grinned wickedly up at her, and laughed when her cheeks got a dusting of blush on them.

“Shut up!” She muttered, averting her eyes. Mirahaki couldn’t help her eyes from wandering over to the red pom-pom that rested atop Penguins hat. He and Shachi were whispering furiously at each other, and she wondered what they were talking about.

As she stared, she missed Ikkaku clenching her fist and taking a deep breath. Sometimes, she wondered if it’d be worth helping get these two idiots together.

~~

“Come on, man! Just go ask Mirahaki on a date! Easy peasy!”

“Not easy peasy!” Penguin hissed, “If I ask her out and she doesn’t want to be asked out, there’s a ninety percent chance she’ll skin me alive!”

“Nah, she’d probably just… well…” Shachi frowned. “NO! No one is getting skinned! She’s probably just waiting for you to ask her! Or, drop a hint! Something! ANYTHING!” Shachi was practically begging Penguin at this point. It was bad enough that Penguin had been quietly crushing on her for like, two years now. But now that he and Ikkaku had confirmed that now Mirahaki was interested in Penguin, the mutual, dumbass pining from both sides was going to be the death of them!

Penguin tugged on the brim of his hat to hide his eyes. “If she was really interested, she probably would ask me out herself. But last I checked, she was more interested in the Cap.” 

“Or maybe someone is being such an idiot about it they aren’t even noticing that they are clearly being pined over.” Shachi looked pointedly at him, only to get smacked in the chest.

“Don’t call Haki-chan an idiot! I’m the one pining like a lovesick idiot!”

It took everything in Shachi not to face palm at his friend's idiotic misinterpretation.

“It’s fine, Shach. We’re crew mates. It’s probably for the best we don’t date. There’ll be no- well, less drama that way.” Penguin sighed and glumly poked through the clothing rack. After a beat, he pulled a strapless, feathered dress from the clothing rack. “If only.”

“If only what?” Penguin nearly jumped at Mirahaki’s voice behind him. He whipped around, she was poking at a display full of sunglasses behind him. He looked at the dress in his hands and back at her.

“I know dresses aren’t your thing, hard to fight in and all, but maybe you could just try this on? I… think you’d look super cute in it.” Penguin tried for a weak smile.

Mirahaki eyed the dress and frowned. “I don’t think it’s my size, Penguin-kun. I wouldn’t want to break it.” He couldn’t really argue with that logic. She was over two meters tall, and it’d suck to pay for something you couldn’t wear. Not that they necessarily had to pay for it, being pirates and all.

“That looks like it’s Captain’s size.” Bepo reappeared.

“WHY WOULD CAPTAIN WEAR SOMETHING LIKE THIS?” Penguin and Shachi yelled at Bepo, who dropped his head dejectedly and apologized.

Mirahaki stopped looking through the sunglasses and smile slowly took over her face. She took the dress from Penguin and looked it over. 

“How much do you wanna bet I can get Law to wear this?”

“Laundry duty.”

“500 beri.”

“Bathroom duty.”

“A jar of fish.”

“Extended for every hour I get him to wear it?” She grinned devilishly at her friends.

“Up to four hours!” Ikkaku consented.

Mirahaki ran out with the dress in hand, the shopkeeper's shrieking about payment falling on deaf ears. Ikkaku tossed some money for the clothes on the counter and ran after Mirahaki, Bepo close on their tail. 

“Come on, Peng!” Shachi walked after them, not checking to see if his friend was following.

Penguin started to follow, but stopped and turned back to the sunglasses display. Mirahaki had been poking at a certain pair; circular, with dark, reflective lenses. Did she like them? They seemed to be her style. On impulse, he pocketed them when the shop-keep wasn’t looking and walked after his crew mates. Perhaps he’d give them to her later; hopefully, she’d like them.

[randomliven]

Im addicted

Episode 5 : rewatch play back

All the spoils

*Opening scene: hello Hillary

Ruby freaks

Throws on williams robe

Issa like a bad dream

Runs into the boy

Cops QUICK

Ruby puts her hands up

* cops auto think the boy has done something

*protects the white woman

Did you molest her

No one even intervenes everybody saw but no one spoke up

*Ruby realizes she HAS A VOICE

*lets get you somewhere safe

Willtina didn't mean for ruby to run off especially knowing the potion would wear off.

How did Ruby end up on the Southside as Hillary and her robe and slippers

Willtina just scoops up hillary

Cutting her out. On tarp because its messy

Metamorphoses is not death

The locust:

Shed their skin. develop their wings. after 7 days they will reach full sexual maturity. Destin to devour everything in their path

*6:13 when William stabs inside Hillarys mouth you see Rubys eye

*tic burst in. Blood on his hands

Leti you naive like that

All those years of getteg his ass whooped& whooping Tic Montrose ate that

*15face punches

*leti got the bat

* a butterfly lives a full life before it dies

A caterpillar emerges from the same cells

I wanted to apply this metamorphosis to the human

But ( my) research is all theoretical ( as in William cuz tina said she perfected it)

I met a disgraced professor. Beyond his reach so he created doorways (truth)

Magic and science

Wonder what spell William is saying..???

William disappointed face

"I kno your awake"

**The spell they says is the Regeneration spell which brings the butterflies to life

( they wanted Ruby to see em)

*The potion you just mimics metamorphosis

*They weren't scared of me (willtinas eyes flashes)

They were scared for me

They all treated me like ..."a human being" willtina

*It wasn't pain it was like being unmade

*there won't be a next time

*am i free to go

* you are free to do whatever you please

Leaves potion and money

*For Colored Girls who committed suicide when the rainbow wasn't enough...

Plays as Ruby struts as Hillary

Unsure at 1st

Get a cone of ice cream in a white establishment

Reads the paper at a park

Confidence girl

*Leti brings the negatives

* I don't think that violence was in me until the war

Please don't be scared of me.

They for real 1st time

Ruby had a Divine day

Willtina watching her

*I don't believe I'm special enough

*why Not You

*SPONGE BATH

* first time I laid eyes on you, was the first time I felt magic when there wasn't any.

( the first time , Willtina went to that bar knowing Ruby would be there(date) which meant they had been there before

*i will need a favor for a woman friend

(Ruby shows jealously, willtina suprised) is that a problem?

Depends?

Do as you please.

go as you please

*In WHATEVER SKIN you like.

( doesn't sound like Christina is encouraging Ruby to be white)(but Ruby chooses to be Hillary for the job she's always wanted

* the only currency I needed was whiteness

* I don't know what's more difficult being colored or being a woman

* the real keeps interrupting

*MONEY Cardi

*RUBY IN RED

* Ruby resume is loaded

The best way to lie is to tell the truth slightly

Having to correct her story

What if she's Qualified and Hardworking I don't see the problem offering her the same opportunities.

(Even as Hillary Ruby would have said the same thing, she believes it)

Ruby needing the potion. Drops it

So she rips out of the skin inside the elevator

*Montrose Needing pity on himself

Taxi Driver be my shrink for an hour plays

No I still can't get over that loogie

* this is literally as raw as raw can get. Sammie taking that shi

Sammie tries for a kiss. Rose instead sucks him off

* Ruby senses the manager's a little touchy

You're not in any trouble

She looks uncomfortable

7th grade education

No accounting courses

Ashy hands

White woman are mean to each other

Get to try on leather stilettos

Paul is attracted to the "blackness inside Hillary"

Tuttie fruity ol rudy

She's ready for the colored version

*well that's help their more qualified

Then she has to swallow her tongue

*It'll be like a safari

* were you scared to be around all those ... (People

* the white American man

*side cheeked

Can't just be showing up

I didn't embarrass you how was your first day of the white woman at your dream job

* better than being someone's charwoman ( maid)

* you don't want me to kiss you as Hillary?

* I want to kiss whatever you want me to kiss

Lol speaking of that favor

Can you be a charwoman

*the way William grabs Hillary

The nose touch

Wish they showed wills expressing

* where the fuck is this bitch?

(This is her introduction to Christina herself)

* Ruby sizes Christina up. Softens her tone

You were supposed to be here an hour ago

* William does like a demanding woman

*the way Christina grabs Ruby

( something familiar, something she dosent snatch away from)

* do you care for him at all beyond the opportunity he provides you (ruby snatches away

(Confidence check)

* William is a rightful heir...

(When really its Christina speaking of herself. She's her father only child)

*shot him in the back

( William has no bullet room in his back because its Christina)

And dumped his body in the river but he was a piece of trash..

(Soooo Emmitt you wanted to connect)

William survived with my help ( through me)(words shaky)

& with your help he will have his revenge

Tic dreams of Hannah in his suite

Initials are engraved in the ring

Decipher for the protection simple how did he not recognize it to be the same one that Christina showed him

Keeping her against her will with no better than Titus

He starts to defend his father

Is not inherently evil is what you do with it

Look at what your fathers did to protect you

All the flowers in the office.

Ruby being nosey as how she got stuck

Wonder what happened to his entire torso that he needed a new one

Dude stole some money so they cut out his tongue

Your best isn't good enough

you have to be better than mediocre

Them white folks are more fucked up than 'we' think they are

got to be exponentially better than them

Everything is fine

Ruby sucks for mentioning the south side

Sammie girl

Yall finally together

Haven't even kissed yet

The locust migration dance

*Ruby & tam both drinking

Regret (gulp)

*Denies the vial. Changes on purpose

This time she is learning how to crawl out of the white skin stronger in the transformation

*Over hears the manger harassing tam

Watches as he composes himself

She knew it

Him. Her. Spirit

Montrose watches Sammie be free

Engages in freedom

Ruby wasnt expecting Christina to walk out of Williams basement.

Looks as if Christina didn't expect Ruby to be sitting there

*Looks like Ruby got interrupted again

* he told you that (feeling dumb)

No reply cuz it was her all along

You cant relate

We want to be you and you want to be us

*Invitation to do whatever the fuck you wanted to do

[britishchick09]

help! livewatch

to kick off my beatleversary, we’re taking a look at my fellow beatle fan (aka my dad)’s fave movie from the lads... help! i’ve only seen 15 minutes of ‘a hard day’s night’ because it was a bit boring and ‘yellow submarine’ was fantastic, so i hope this falls right in between. let’s go get some help!

...why are we back to the end of return of the jedi?

sacrifice WHAT’S HAPPENING

OMG the sacrificial ring!!! :o

wait does ringo have it?

people: “ring ring ring ring!!!” john in ob-la-di-ob-da-da anthology: “a ring!”

and it goes right into ‘help!’ clever one lads ;)

the movie is in color yet this is in black and white like it’s on tv. coolio! :D

‘help’ is a bop! :D

you’d think the credits would play over them but nope :/

eyyy called it! :D

CALLED IT AGAIN!!!!!!

♫ won’t you pleeeeeease please

me!!! :D 

this guy keeps throwing darts on the screen and it’s so weird:

OMG lester like phil lester???? ;o

tribe chief: “we need to find the ring!” guy: “has nobody looked in the washbasin?” lol :D

so the guy is only finding the ring for himself and not the tribe?

cool they live at 221b! :D

lady: “still the same they was before they was!” grammar much?

pretty house! :D

JOHN YOU SNEAKY LIL BISH

he’s reading it in a hole how nice :)

george is using fake teeth to mow a lawn inside their house how epic :D

and paul is playing the organ! :D

ringo: “me finger’s stuck in the door” no rongles it’s “I HAVE THE DOOR IN ME FINGERS!!!!’

OMG RINGO SCREAM LET GO LADY!!!!!

also his hair is a hot mess

john: “that’s immature of you, son” says you

ringo thought the lady thought his fingie was a sandwhich lol :D

ooh light :o

NOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!! :o

ringo just fell off the bed lol :D

john sleeps in the hole lol :D

why does john have a phone in the hole lol

he’s calling george and paul who are in the other rooms WHY CAN’T YOU JUST TALK TO THEM

and all he did was say ‘hello’ JOHN YOU DORK

the guy pronounced beatle ‘bee-ah-tle’ lol :D

guy: “they all look the same!” me before a year ago today

yo like harrods the store? :o

they keep saying ‘shilling’ why

ooh title!

groovy!

ringo to john: “what was it that first attracted you to me?” WOAH LENNSTARR???? john: “you’re very polite aren’t you?” yes that’s true thanks for not making it sarcastic :)

OMG MAGNETS!!!

john: “ah HA HA!!!!” op there’s the sarcastic bish!

two lads walking 0.2 feet apart in a 2 BECAUSE THEY’RE NOT BI!!!!

why are ringo and john saying the same things at the same time chaotic lads!

john: “what’s the matter?” ringo: “oh there’s no matter. OW OW OWWW!!!!” i think there’s a matter....

‘65 beatle girls: *swoon!!*

also don’t tell the lady she sucked up the wrong hand...

WELL THAT ESCALATED FAST

george keeps going ‘oh ho ho ho!!!” and i love it :D

they’re playing ‘you’re gonna lose that girl!’ :D

and it goes from not as clear film audio to clear recording audio which is weird

cool shot! :D (and beatle girls probably thought this was so hot)

ringo cig WHY

they have to do it again WHY IT WAS PERFECT

awww ringo’s dancing a bit :)

OMG :o

john: “you naughty boy!” don’t say that plz why :/

OMG THIS GUY’S GONNA CHAINSHAW WINGO :(((((

lady: “please flee!!!” ringo: “ok” lol :D

indian music! (you think this is how george started liking it?)

they’re seeking enlightenment! :D

ringo: “does this ring mean anything from you?” british guy: “freemason?” senpai wants your number

george is asking everyone if the blood rushes to them lol :D

OMG SOMEONE’S KILLING EVERYONE

guy: “could you pick this up for me please?” *knocks the chef out rapunzel style* lol :D

awww the lady wants to save ringo!

lady: “that’s the sacred ring!” paul: “say no more!” lady: “i can say no more!” lol :D

awww ringo is john’s best friend :)

oh no they have until 5 until a new victim is closing! :o

why is there a ticket in the soup

ringo: “that’s a season ticket!” john: “i love me a good seasoning” *puts it back in his soup* lol :D

ringo: “i got it from this eastern bird... lady” ;)

ringo can’t take the ring off!

george *about his soup*: “there’s footprints in here!” wut

THINGS ESCALATE SO QUICKLY IN THIS MOVIE!!!!

jeweler: “some problems are matrimonial” john: “eh heh heh” ;)

john wtf

the ring can’t be cut and it’s breaking the tools like rapunzel’s hair! :o

john: “you’re a failure, aren’t you scientist?” shut up plz

scientist: “voltage, up, up!” paul: “up up up up!!!” awww :)

scientist: “made in america you see!” john: “this is english” lol :D

john: “how do you feel?” ringo: “i used to use me hands” john: “he used to use his hands” lol :D

OMG I REMEMBER SEEING THAT WHEN I WAS A BABY FAN!!!!!

paulie likes it ;)

oh no the lady has a gun!! :o

the ‘brain drain’!

beatle logic: sing a song back home ALTHOUGH THEY SHOULD PROBABLY BE TAKING CARE OF THIS SERIOUS RING PROBLEM????

it’s ‘you’ve got to hide your love away’ so that’s cool :D

she’s not impressed :/ (but i am!)

john said the lady had ‘filthy eastern ways’ SHUT UP JAWN >:(

the lady wants ringo to shrink his fingo! :o

wait what

ooh intermission! :D

this is so random lol :D

PART 2 WAS JUST A LADY WASHING SOMEONE WTF WHY

that was random af and very family guy!

ringo’s allergic to penicillin like my mom! :D

OMG THE BAD GUYS ARE ATTACKING!!!!!!

my fave show! :D

JOHN IS ATTACKING IN THE HOLE ATTACK IN THE HOLE!!!!!

aww finger guns! :D

ringo’s crying at his suit having red all over :(

WHY IS THIS FIGHT SO CHAOTIC

ringo: “how can i get the ring off with me hands held up?” lol :D

ringo has a voice crack when he said ‘look!” :D

JOHN GON KILL U!!!!

john’s ‘get out’ is so good omg :D

oh no the scientists really want the ring now! :o

they’re in the snow for ‘ticket to ride’!!! :D

me lol :D

what a giffable shot! :D

:D

ooh music notes! :D

penny lane much? ;)

oh no the guys are watching them... ;)

the lads are saying ‘oh ho ho ho’ WHAT HIGH DORKS

OMG RINGO!!!!!!

he says ‘ouch ouch ouch’ when rolling down the snow lol :D

*OH HO HOS INTENSIFY*

evil snowman... >:)

the bad guys have a curling bomb and one of them keeps saying everything he does lol :D

george: “hey it’s thingie! a fiendish thingie!!” lol :D

guy: “useless! what rubbish!” *THINGIE BLOWS UP A SECOND LATER* lol :D

snowman battle! :o

guy: “in the name of kindness, stop! stop!” the lads: *don’t stop*

HOLY FRICK THEY’RE BEING FLAMETHROWERED

paul running into john at the train station... ;)

ooh sherlock holmes reference!!!!!! :D

:)

ringo: “they have a different religion... i think” lol :D

the scotland guy is mimicking ringo and ringo’s not impressed lol :D

why are the bad guys playing indian music in the phone booth WE KNOW WHO YOU ARE

999 is 911! :D

OMG IT’S MY FAVE HELP SONG ‘I NEED YOU’!!!!! :D

wowza editing in person! :o

paperback writer much? ;)

:D

‘she’s a woman’ from past masters is playing on a walkie talkie! :D

the chief thinks it’s shocking and hates it lol

chief: “take this hastily scribbled note hastily!” lol :D

motorcycle go brrrr

guy: “they shall not pass!” gandolf who

‘the night before is playing!!!! :D

:D

what a cool shot!

‘she’s a woman’ interrupted it no!!!! :/

OMG TNT

good ‘night before’ is back! :D

the lip syncing was kinda off tho

the bad guys are in camoflage and it’s like we’re in ww1!

the song ends ON A BIG AF EXPLOSION WTF

OMG THEY’RE USING MACHINE GUNS THIS IS SERIOUSLY WW1 NOW TH  FRICK

i came here to watch beatles NOT THE WAR

oh no john fell! :o

ringo: “get up johnny! get up for me, baby!” lennstarr tho ;)

so many explosions I DID NOT SIGN UP FOR THIS

guy: “MISSED you naughty boys!!!” ...plz dont call them that :/

victory music is playing did the bad guys win???

wtf is going on THIS ISN’T THE GREAT WAR IT’S THE HELP! WAR

buckingham??? :0

i swear if john is in nothing but a sheet-

not your lockie’s palace ;)

ringo: “IT APPEARS i need one card. IT APPEARS i need to chuck one in” IT APPEARS that you need to emphasize that for some reason...

them playing cards is so domestic :)

ringo: “i don’t just use my drumstick for drummin’” paul: “well what else is it for?” ringo: “i use it!” OH GOD WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT RONGLES

john: “we’re risking our lives for the most useless member!” is that fingo or ringo

ringo: “let that be an end to it, END TO IT” same ringo

omg the palace is haunted! :o

OMG QUEEN REFERENCE???

OMG SOMEONE’S SHOOTING

the guards are tripping over each other!

the scientists are the guards!!!! :o

they made time slow down! :o

someone sprayed that red paint and the lads yeeted out of there! :o

they’re in a bar DRINK DRINK DRINK EVERYBOOODY!!!!”

paul to ringo: “you’re a rat underneath aren’t you?” OHHHHH ROASTED!!!!!

paul used to wink at paul... mcharrison has sailed! :D

OMG TIGER ROAR WHAT

ringo’s alone with it no! :o

thanks for the clarification?

lady to ringo: “don’t move!” ringo to ‘a tiger’: “don’t move, that’s what she said!” lol :D

why is she whistling the 9th symphony

they’re all singing it to make the tiger calm and ringo’s like “ok!!”

A WHOLE CROWD IS SINGING IT WHAT

this is legit abbey road! :o

ooh bahamas!

i love how george is taking pics of everything :D

i didn’t think cameras sounded like static back then tho...

oh no THE CHIEF IS THERE TOO!!!!! :o

BOI WHY DID HE SLAP A GUY

no the scientist is there too! :o

prepare for the beatle bahamas battle lads...

idk what pc is but they all the soldiers all named that

ooh ‘another girl’! :D

i heard it was cold when the lads filmed the movie so rip to their arms :/

CAKE

so much purple! :o

hey john! :D

george: “let’s play a game it’s called peep peep peep peep-“ yup THEY SO INCREDIBLY HIIIGHHHH

THEY’RE SAYING ‘OH HO HO HO’ AGAIN WHY

the lady said ringo’s getting ‘disembowled’ and john’s like “keeps ye busy eh?” like the lil’ bish he is

ringo: “i don’t want to knock anyone’s religion but-” *runs away*

bike lads! :D

they keep saying ‘let’s go back and get ‘em!” yep they hiiiigh

a triumphant one of ‘i’m so happy to dance with you’ is playing!! :D

OMG ONE OF THE BAD GUYS IS SKYDIVING

wtf bro

paul’s explaining things cryptically and george is like ‘why tho’

:D

paul: “there’s the temple and that swimming pool and... i’m lost” lol :D

ringo: “read on” B)

OMG ISSA TRAP!!!!

george: “typical!” lol :D

WHAT DOES ‘KAILI’ MEAN

RINGO GO UNDER!!

omg he’s in the orange blanket! :o

ringo: “HEEEEELP!!! help me!!!” title drop roll credits! :D

dere he is! :D

i remember seeing that before i was a fan and thinking it wasn’t beatles lol

john: “he’s got a plan” paul: “a really famous plan!” john: “a plan superintendent...” superintendent: “you see i’ve got a plan!” ...i think he has a plan

:D

OMG ‘HARD DAY’S NIGHT’ IS PLAYING SO TRIUMPHANTLY

the plan is baseball?

#spon

smoooosh

everyone’s calling for ringo and george is beating his chest lol :D

THE SCIENTISTS GOT WINGO NOOOOOO

scientist: “dust in the generator. gets everywhere” and it’s rough & coarse too...

the lady is saving ringo!

the scientist doesn’t need the ring now that he has...’nobel prize juice’?”

they keep saying ‘eastern’ as the language.... :/

ringo: “i can’t swim!” lady: “what do you mean you can’t swim?” he means HE CAN’T SWIM LADY!!!!

oh no THE SACRIFICE!!!!

the sacrifice involves a horrible, inaccessible name... voldemort?

he’s free!!!! :D

ringo: “i don’t subscribe to your religion!” lol :D

‘help’ is playing again! :D

and the chief has the ring now... >:)

;D

...what does that have to do with anything tho

and with the trippy credits came the end of the movie! the only help i’ll be needing is why it was more weird than yellow sub but i had such a fun time with it (especially the snow scene and ‘i need you’)! what a great movie! :D