#peebs thinks

[pb-dot]

The opening to Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 is a very efficient and emotionally charged piece of story, but it bears remarking that it also is the single most french thing I have ever experienced. Like we have barely had any time to get to know our dreamy-but-sullen tousled-hair protagonist before he meets up with his young... ward(?) who is dressed in the frenchest outfit I've ever seen, and they go to meet an ex of his who is going to die in a fatalistically bleak but beautiful way, and she is somehow dressed even frencher. Tears of beauty and sorrow are shed and he then immediately goes to Fantasy "War Is Hell" Normandy.

[localcoffeeshop]

i canr srop doodling and i have nothing to do but stew in my mind palace so heres a dump of various adventure time drawings across like 5 or 6 different canvases

[soapydoll]

the problem is that i wanna make porn of princess bubblegum from adventure time but i promise you itd be unlike the usual shit i make

[histrionicscribbler]

my fav parts of the epilogue:

knives in sex bob-omb! the keyboard really adds something to that track!

ACTUAL STUNT DOUBLE RAMONA

todd and roxie!! mlm wlw solidarity

barista lucas. flashy ass. /pos

wallace and his bf w the SPARKS!!!

ramona's blonde and teal hair

HEY GORDON WHAT DID YOU MEAN BY "THE REAL GAME"? IS THAT A HINT AT A POSSIBLE S2?

[pb-dot]

It's a beautiful little theme, this. Early on in his adventure, Frodo is having some Rejecting The Call feelings, and figures that giving the ring to a sufficiently powerful person would help resolve things. Who, after all, knows better how to handle power better than powerful people. It is a mercy, I suppose, that the three powerful people he tries this on are also wise enough to know that no power comes without a cost.

lmao he was THROWING that shit away

[doberbutts]

Followers have you ever seen a doberman having the time of his life while getting sprayed with a hose?

Well now you have.

[peebleswiggins]

as far as I’m concerned The Lighthouse (2019) is just a Hannibal AU

[bastardtrait]

Aspen clocked her ass bc when Jam went to the hospital, she came back with two babies. twins! one of them is Pierce Farhan Nova and the other is Beryl Amaal Nova.

well, seeing as Beryl is a girl, she is our heir. now...if only I could remember which one she was...

[pb-dot]

Me: Minding my own business

My Brain, Unprompted: Isn't it really clever how the transformation gimmick in Kamen Rider OOO revolves around these colored disks that are alternately referred to as coins and medals?

Me: Uh...

My Brain: I mean let's look at the connotations here. Coins are money, the domain of greed, coins are only valuable if hoarded in excessive numbers. Medals are signs of exceptionalism, or perhaps even heroism.

Me: Ah, so...

My Brain, constructing an elaborate conspiracy board: The Medals are a metaphor for power! Eiji can ever only use three at a time (barring season finale shenanigans,) and it's about how he utilizes the ability these coins grant him. The Greeed, by contrast, live to hoard. They need every single one of their colored coins to reach their full potential, and a king's ransom of the "colorless" coins to use their powers. This says something about the enduring power of heroism, as Eiji can still Henshin with as little as three coins, and he will because he is a Good Lad, while the Greeed always risk losing more of their coins if engaging with Eiji directly, or by trusting the wrong colleague...

Me: Yeah, I...

My Brain, spinning dangerously fast: This ties in to the very exciting push-and-pull of the story as a Greeed can get their asses kicked seven ways from Sunday and still pull off the W of snatching a colored medal or two when Eiji or Ankh weren't watching, and similarly, a painful stalemate can still turn out to be a net gain for team Kamen Rider by bringing home an extra medal or two.

Me: But how does that tie in with...

My Brain, frenzied: The events around the finale muddies the metaphor somewhat, granted, but I think that's more about Eiji's story. As he approaches the apex of his power, Eijis seemingly simple goal reveals itself to be perhaps too big. Perhaps you can not "save everybody." This is probably propelled along with Sidekick/Friendly Nemesis/Lover(?) Ankh joining his Greed Bretheren and/or dying for a bit there, but there's also shades of that Superman: Red Son "you would put all the world in a bottle" thing. It also mirrors Ankh's realization that maybe being a fully powered Greeed isn't all it's cracked up to be, as their nature requires them to always want more and never be sated.

Me: Huh, there's a Tumblr post in there somewhere...

My Brain: Well I wouldn't post it on bluesky...

[palms-upturned]

(scratching my chin thoughtfully) the winter king mentions that he only “conquered” the crown about 100 years ago, and Ice!Marcy is a small child but is playing the bass that Marcy had as an adult… curiouser and curiouser. What the hell happened to Marceline and why did WK choose Peebs to deflect the madness™️ onto

[staariblestars]

silly pixelated cats i adore these silly cats

i.e some little gifs for some characters over at @forgotten-elegy <3

[pb-dot]

I just love it when the story grows into itself, when the numerous small decisions you've made merge into this narrative gestalt. It's hard to explain, but at some point, the story stops being a collection of ideas and characters and becomes its own thing, separate from the idea and thoughts that formed it. That feeling is kind of scary because you're no longer alone at the wheel of the thing, but it's also really cool and exciting.

Tell me your fave thing about writing

[transgender-catboy]

I'M BACK, LOOK AT THIS MAN!!!!

[supermacaquecool]

I wish I had the wit and playfulness necessary to write AT dialogue

[selfcontainedunivcrse]

I think PB is jealous of the other vwoops for their comfortable relationships with others and getting picked up and such... Among other things that having a sincere connection with other people brings you . but mostly that

[pb-dot]

Not pictured: Our bedraggled imagineer giving the idea-bird some water and food. Days pass into weeks into months as the idea-bird grows and matures. Plumage comes in. Not quite the same as its initial form, but majestic all the same. The bird is as big as a person now. It caws and charters with its adoptive father. On its first test flight the bird doesn't stick the landing, but after a fortifying cup of coffee it tries again. The idea-bird soars, it has developed quite the coffee habit. It never becomes the thing it was in that flash of 3 am brilliance, but what does it matter? Its eyes glint with avian wisdom and charisma, its mighty wings carry it to places hitherto never dreamed of, its claws seize whatever it wishes to carry with it. The imagineer watches his beloved idea take flight with both joy and sorrow, knowing full well this might be the time it leaves for good. Good ideas, after all, deserve to soar.

By Ed Himelblau