#slightly miffed tbh

[jaymilepland]

They never get the double decker couch right in the games

In the original it's huge and in the second it's sand green

[tritoch]

i know a lot of people (very understandably) dislike the paladin job quests in ffxiv, particularly HW, but i do think it's fun that, now that the pre-ShB MSQ revamp is complete, paladins now have a very cool and thematic in-game storyline that happens without a word being spoken: the development of passage of arms.

none of the below is directly stated in the script, but imo it's a fairly obvious gloss on what the game presents, if you assume a paladin warrior of light. spoilers for all expansions through the end of 6.X.

in the new version of steps of faith, as vishap breaks through each ward protecting ishgard from attack, lucia mounts a final desperate effort to hold him back, with a very familiar looking animation:

but even lucia can't hold back vishap's flame alone, so the temple knights surge forward to assist her. their efforts make the shield visually more powerful and larger. the temple knights here band together in defense of ishgard, and their knightly resolve to protect their home is the difference between victory and defeat.

lucia and the knights do ultimately succeed in defending the last ward, as you have to defeat vishap before their shield falls or you lose.

later in heavensward, obviously, we will get ffxiv's most famous (failed) attempt at blocking something with a shield.

this moment can be read as fairly impactful on the warrior of light's development; as i've noted elsewhere, after the trauma of watching haurchefant bleed out in their arms at level 57, at level 58 paladins learn to channel their magic into healing (and it's called "clemency," or mercy. mercy for whom? who was guilty?), and as someone pointed out on that post, at level 58 dark knights used to get "sole survivor", letting them heal in response to a marked target's death.

for a time, you literally carry haurchefant's shield with you, and 3.3 very much literalizes in genre fashion the idea that even when you are standing alone, your fallen friends stand with you. you don't need to call any allies to stand at your side and raise their shields with you because they are already there, in spirit.

stormblood marks a pretty important turning point in the warrior of light as a combatant, in my opinion, and the text makes this clear in several ways. first, in pretty much all your jobs, you've now far exceeded your trainers and are pioneering new techniques. this is no less true of paladin, which for 60-70 abandons any trainers at all for you to show off your peerless skills in a tournament.

second, stormblood is straight up a story about you getting stronger. at level 61, zenos kicks your ass. at level 70, you kick his ass. why? because you fought and got stronger and developed incredible new techniques and became a one-man army.

for a lot of classes, this story lines up nicely with the big rotation changes or flashy new finishers on the way from 60 to 70. SMN is now busting out bahamut and casting akh morn; RDM gets verflare and verholy; DRG starts harnessing nidhogg's power directly through dragon sight and nastrond.

the tanks are divided in two: warriors and gunbreakers get huge damaging upgrades at 70 in the form of inner release and continuation, each of which lets them hit the same button many times for lots of damage and satisfying animations. paladin and dark knight get more protective abilities; dark knight gets the blackest night, and there's been plenty said about that already by pretty much everyone.

paladins get passage of arms. instead of a relentless new attack (and you get requiescat at 68, which is a way bigger deal for your dps rotation), your big reveal at 70 for zenos in your fight in ala mhigo is a superior way to protect your party, a shield that lets you stand for your allies so they never have to fall for you again. it's lucia's same shield, except you need no allies' shields to reinforce you, proof of your martial prowess and your ability to transcend limits, and perhaps in truth a reminder that you never really stand alone.

in many respects passage of arms should really feel like a paladin signature move to you now if you are playing it at this point, because you should be popping it in pretty much every fight (you are using your mits, right...?). basically every FFXIV fight has at least one big AOE with downtime that warrants passage of arms usage, usually after the mid-fight add phase with slowly filling bar. since that AOE usually drops during downtime, there's no reason not to pop passage of arms (which otherwise restricts your movement and actions), and even on normal, sometimes every little bit counts on a damage check even if it means dropping DPS (thinking here of harrowing hell P10N on release, which was...less consistent for a lot of roulette parties than you might hope).

so from 70 onward, passage of arms is in a sense a paladin warrior of light's signature move, and certainly the one a player gets to most actually enjoy (since if you're using it, you're by necessity not doing anything besides moving your camera and admiring your sick animation). it doesn't have any competition in terms of spectacle until confiteor, and those you're usually throwing out in the middle of movement.

it's such a signature, in fact, that the only other person shown using your one-person version of passage of arms is your greatest admirer, who studied your legend for over a century.

and it's when he fails (should've popped arm's length, bud) that the warrior of light decides they can't let their friends fall for them, and sends them away with the transporter beacon. this is all wrong: you were meant to die for them, not the other way around. yours is the shield that stands between your allies and defeat. it is you who will win this passage of arms and break your opponents lance. and you do.

and then later, when they need to quickly establish zero's domain as a place of fallen grandeur, the home of someone who once believed in heroes but is now a cool and cynical vampire hunter d, what do they use? a decayed statue of someone in the paladin endwalker gear doing the passage of arms animation, of course.

from a visible instantiation of knighthood as a joint effort to defend what is sacred, to a tribute to the fallen friends whose memories stand by you and animate you, to a symbol of the wol's power as emulated by their allies or darkly mirrored in other shards.

not bad for a mit button you hit once per fight and otherwise never think about!

[awordwasthebeginning]

Honestly why does everyone who's unhappy with one (1) decision made by the govt rn feel the need to turn that unhappiness into a goddamn rebellion. You're not Che Guevara, Horst. What do you even want. This is not the time to overthrow a democratic government who don't align with your personal political choices but do a fairly solid job given the 16 years of crap they've inherited, and their limited budget.

[quitedisastrous]

transgender

[wooahaes]

planned, unplanned

pairing: non-idol!han x fem!reader

genre: fluff. implied friends -> lovers

warnings: food mentions. jisung and reader r both messes and huge horror fans.

word count: ~1.4k

daisy's notes: this one i got a lil carried away with tbh.......

Jisung thought you were the most radiant thing in the room. That was why he stood across it, holding a cup and watching you with this soft look in his eyes that caused him to get elbowed by Hyunjin. His hand immediately flew to the spot as he turned to his friend, about to question what the hell was wrong with him when Hyunjin rolled his eyes.

“Go talk to her,” he said, slightly miffed from another day of watching one of his friends pine. “It’s her birthday. You put this entire party together. At least go say something.” 

Jisung turned, watching where you were deep in conversation with Felix. He’d been showing you something on his phone, your body leaning against his own a little to watch closer. Then you laughed, and Jisung swore he fell in love with the sound all over again. How long had he been pining for you? He wasn’t sure. It all started when Minho introduced the two of you months ago. The two of you had met in a bookstore, and one conversation led to another and soon Minho had asked if he wanted to meet another horror fan. Something about watching the way you lit up at watching a movie with them, thrilled to see practical gore in film. 

That was when Jisung fell, actually. You’d started rambling afterward about the practical effects, apparently having seen this movie before, and gushing about how much you loved seeing it in horror nowadays. All he could do was admire you, smiling to himself as he listened to you talk. Minho had said you’d be shy, and yet you seemed open enough… Only to realize how much you’d been talking, growing flustered and apologizing profusely.

“She’s cute, isn’t she?” Minho had been cleaning up his apartment after you left. “Don’t you think so?”

Jisung hid a smile as he took a long sip of his water. “She’s nice.”

“You’re obvious, you know,” Minho turned around. “Why do you think I tried so hard to get you to walk out with her?”

On occasion, Jisung could be an idiot. The next time the three of you hung out, he made sure to get your number. From there, your friendship blossomed. And when he heard your birthday was coming around…

Well. He’d committed to having a little get-together. He got in touch with your friends, figured out what cake you would like most, introduced Felix to Minho and helped the two of them cook… Everything had to go well. He pored over a playlist composed of songs he knew you loved and ones he hoped you would like, too. Carefully, he orchestrated a night that you would hopefully love. Judging from how happy you seemed now, he’d done well.

At the end of the night, Chris managed to get everyone to come gather around for a selfie he’d promised to send to you afterward. Minho pushed Jisung in-between you and Lisa, and Jisung hoped you couldn’t see how hard he was blushing when you wrapped an arm around him to draw him in closer. 

(He hoped you didn’t notice the quiet way Jisung asked for Chris to send that picture to him, too, even though it was an innocent request the others asked several times before him.)

It wasn’t until you were gathering up your presents from the others that Minho called him over again. When he approached, Minho pushed him toward you, “Jisung lives in the same direction as you. He could help you carry things out to your car—”

You smiled at the suggestion, eyes twinkling in the fairy lights Jisung painstakingly helped hang earlier. “Oh, sure! I can give him a ride home, too.” You paused, turning to Jisung, “if you want, that is. You don’t have to—I just kinda need help getting this stuff,” you nodded toward the bags you couldn’t carry, “into my car.” 

JIsung immediately leapt at the opportunity. He gathered his things, picked up the rest of your bags, and left with you. His heart was racing as he quietly texted Minho in the elevator ride down, saying he’d come back and help clean up tomorrow if he wanted to leave it. Minho just sent a picture back of him and several others, already in the process of doing it. The three little dots lit up a moment later as Minho slowly typed out a message: You did well, Jisungie. Go rest. Have a safe trip home.

Jisung looked up at you, rocking on your heels as you looked at something on your phone. You’d started making small talk a moment later, asking him about work and if he enjoyed getting the day off since you remembered him bemoaning the fact he was working weekends right now. He felt his face flush again. You remembered that…? Of course you did. Jisung always thought you were sweet like that. He asked you about your life, too, until the elevator ride was over. Then he followed you out, a step behind you like a lost puppy as you rattled off details about your car. An apology because it was a little bit messy—you would have cleaned if you knew you were driving someone home. 

“It feels like I always end up messy in some way,” you’d said with this pensive sigh, frowning a little. “It’s like I can’t keep myself straight.” 

“Does it work for you?” He watched you pop the trunk on your car, sticking bags inside. “Some people just work differently.” He’d seen both sides of things: people who could be organized in their own special way, and the people who were organized. Sometimes Jisung swore he didn’t fit in either category, plain and simple.

“It does,” you admitted after a moment. You turned to him, taking some of the bags. “What about you?”

Jisung felt his cheeks warm up. “I think I’m just a mess.” 

“You organized this, though,” you said, casual as could be, as you continued to put things away. Jisung’s breath caught in his throat. “I think you're capable of more than you think.”

“How did you—”

You looked up, confused. “Was it supposed to be a secret? Felix was gushing about how much you care about me—all the cooking you helped with and everything else…” Not meeting his gaze, you smiled, visibly flustered as you began to fidget with your sleeve. “I thought it was sweet.” 

The two of you just stood there, gazing at one another, something unspoken between the two of you. Did you…? Jisung couldn’t stop staring at you, at the starry look in your eyes, the way your lips were slightly parted. You were wearing this soft sweater, and you smelled like vanilla today (to match the cake, you’d giggled when someone pointed it out earlier), and all he could think about was closing the distance between the two of you right now. But was that too forward? A step too far for you when neither of you had even spoken yet. 

“I…” Your voice was soft, strained with this feeling that you were just as scared as he was right now. “I don’t feel like going home just yet.” 

Do you wanna come over? Watch a movie? But that, too, was too forward. “Okay.”

“Do you wanna…” You licked your lips, so visibly nervous now. “There’s late night showings. I’ll buy the popcorn.” 

“Yes,” he said with the softest look in his eyes. “I love you—” And then he caught himself, face burning hot as he realized the stupid confession he just made, “I’d love to! I meant—”

With a warm laugh, you reached forward, hands finding his own for a moment. “No! No, it’s cute—You’re… You’re cute.” Jisung just squeezed your hands, and decided to be bold. “You’re cute, too.” Can I kiss you? Yet he bit back the question. Later. He would gather his courage and ask you later. Instead, he just smiled at you once more. “Happy birthday,” he said once again, far from the first time he’d said it today. Instead of everything else he wanted to say to you now, Jisung decided to just smile at you and resolve to be bolder in the future. With one final squeeze of your hands, he let them go. “I’ll buy our tickets.”

taglist: @twancingyunhao @weird-bookworm @bangchansbae @jinnie-ret @cheesemonky

[toomuchracket]

have we discussed about flatmate matty braiding the reader's hair? it's just dominating my mind lol

i see it as being like... you not being very well at some point after you and matty get together - maybe the hayfever strikes again, and all you can do is wallow in your boyfriend's arms and try not to get annoyed at how unaffected he is by the high pollen count lol. matty's quite strict about you washing your face and hair every time you come in from outside (which isn't often, just maybe to go to the pharmacy or the doctor); he'll shower with you and wash your hair and coo at you while you cling to him, and once you're out of the shower he'll really gently wash your face for you, and he always has the most adorable concentrated facial expression while he does that, which makes you smile so much you can almost forget you're not well lol. most of the time, you're content to sit and let matty dry your hair for you, but there's one particular day where you're just like ":(( it's too warm i don't want to use the hairdryer i just want to go and lie in bed and relax", and matty's like "alright, sweetheart, just let me brush your hair and then we can go, ok?"; you do, and then you lie on his chest in bed while you watch the o.c., and matty really gently massages your head for a little bit before he gets an idea. he's like "sit up a bit for me, sweetheart, i'm going to plait your hair so it doesn't go all frizzy when it dries, cos i know you'll get annoyed at that", and you're like "mhmm ok" - you think he means like, just a regular plait, so you're surprised and slightly miffed when you feel him section your hair at the very front of your head as you would with a french plait, and you're indignantly like "which other bitch taught you how to french plait?", and matty just laughs like "none of them, sweetheart, i've just seen you do it on yourself and me so many times that i picked up the technique". and you're like "oh. really? wow", and you can hear matty grin when he says "yeah, i'm quite good with my fingers. guitar and all. but also, remember that time i made you squ-" - you cut him off like "right yes i get it ok let's just watch seth and summer now", and matty kisses your shoulder like "you're so cute when you're flustered, baby. and you're so cute with this hair! it's turning out quite well". once he's done, he takes a pic of the back and shows you, and tbh he really has done an alright job; you joke like "damn i'll really never need to touch my hair again lol you can just do it for me", and matty's immediately like "and i WOULD. gladly. i love touching your hair. and i love you" lmao simp <3

[attaccaz]

you guys ‘boycotting’ content creators as if we work for you or are getting any money from this is so laughable. as if it’s at all fulfilling anyway when all we get for it is 50 rbs and 200 likes on a good day and as if half of us even wanna fucking be here anymore

we’re not your god damn employees, we are human beings who are allowed to have opinions. whether that opinion is being slightly miffed about a collab with a shitty person or being mad at someone who insulted your self worth and image and implied youre self loathing for not meeting his skewed ass standards or for thinking seventeenth heaven was a mediocre album or for giffing things that are not seventeen or or.

we are fans who they don’t even KNOW, not their personal echo chamber or YOURS. we can think what we want and to organize a boycott of us over some opinions is so delusional. and tbh u ppl are seriously ungrateful bc ure the same type who have no problem consuming our content, using it for ur weird ass self fulfilling writing, etc but the second you don’t agree with us you organize a ‘boycott’😭

we may love seventeen but we don’t owe it to them to forgo our fucking morals for them. we don’t owe it to them to support their company who actively collaborates with zionists. they’re millionaires, they will be ok if some of us don’t stream their music or listen to their collab w a questionable ass person. idk how you don’t fucking spontaneously combust being filled with this much irrational anger. some of you really need a permanent detox from kpop followed immediately by some serious professional help!!!!!

[thegoldencontracts]

Hewwo 🥺

Congratulations on 200 followers! That's a really big milestone💪💪

If you still have time and are open, would it be okay if I requested some Yuu x Azul? It can be whatever you want tbh- one-sided, requited, fluff, bgst, w/e

I just wanna see how you interpret their relationship

ADJSFSFDSF it's YOU hi um... I love your art sm to me this is like Michaelangelo saying hi on a train so uh. NGL I wasn't sure what to do for this one in a good way because I had two rival ideas 1. Yuu being jealous of Azul or 2. Yuu wanting Azul forehead kisses based on of that one cute game with the 'place lips here's but ultimately decided on 2 so Jamil can have peace for now without Azul bugging him (and Yuu shooting him death glares)

For the 200 follower event!

It was a calm afternoon for Azul when Yuu came up to him, gesturing to his own forehead. Azul furrowed his brow in confusion.

"Are you insinuating your hairline's been receding as of late?"

Yuu met him with a slightly offended look. Right, he'd never allow his hair to be damaged so young.

"Nah," Yuu said, bearing a grin. "You know what I want, Azul."

"...My special toner? You're well aware of how it's created, no?"

Yuu's smile strained.

"Y-You know, what I-" He cut himself off with an over exaggerated pout. "Are you really gonna make me spell it out?"

Yuu pointed to Azul's face, then to his own forehead. Was he- calling Azul's forehead large?

"W-Well then," Azul said, feeling rather miffed. "Now that you've allowed your commentary about my forehead to truly sink in, I'll be returning to my work."

Yuu sighed melodramatically, shaking his head.

"You're not gonna kiss me, Azul?" He said, blinking those wide puppy-dog eyes of his that Azul never could resist.

So, that was what he'd wanted? Yuu was pointing to- Azul's lips? It made sense now.

"Then I'll be happy to indulge," Azul said, pressing the long-desired kiss to Yuu's forehead.

[asknarashikari]

Michinaga: Well, well, well, what do we have here? Another Kamen Rider? Looks pretty strong...

Daichi: Nope, he's probably not too dangerous, since we are in this fictional, storybook island with its inhabitants.

Michinaga: Tch. I bet he can't even hear us~

Gordon: *looks up, miffed* Excuse me?

Michinaga: What the....?

Daichi: Whoa...

Gordon: *stands up and flexes his muscles* I pride myself on being the strongest and the best.

Michinaga: *scoffs* Another arrogant bastard, just like Geats!

Daichi: But not as weak-willed as Tycoon, no....

Gordon: What did you say? *gets up in their faces*

Michinaga: Huh?

Daichi: *blinks*

Gordon: I thought so. Sure, Ace and Keiwa are...infuriating at times. But they are fine gentlemen. And Neon is a fine lady. My friends and I will not tolerate insults directed at them. If you have the audacity to show your faces here again, I will deal with you two personally. Do I make myself clear?

Michinaga: Tch. *rolls eyes*

Daichi: Whatever.

(BTW, Gordon is a character from the show Thomas & Friends. I plan on making a story with this prompt.)

What do you think? (Also, sorry if this ask is too long)

I was trying to wrap my head around this because... by Thomas and Friends, don't you mean that show with the slightly creepy talking trains?? And isn't Gordon one of the trains???

I'm baffled but... I have no idea what to think about this since that's about the extent of my knowledge about that show

(tbh though I would've rather Azuma got run over by a train)

[kaykay-13]

HAHGSHAHW no this isn't with Noran's au in mind this is just its own thing tbh

LIKE A BLOODHOUND... xingqiu can't get a moments peace. Chongyun will pop up at the least expected time and jumpscare him and start blathering him in questions and just generally kinda overwhelm them both LMAO

But Xingqiu gets used to it... grows to like his company and starts learning the little things. Like how cy always taps his pen on his hand when he's thinking, or his little snaggletooth that sometimes pokes out from his lip if he smiles just right, or how he's always gently clinging when he's allowed to passively observe. Just. Homosexuals

Methinks chongyun who volunteers for the dangerous difficult jobs because his yang always deals with it (to his chagrin) and hes very clear in his goals to encounter and defeat something that can withstand him. But not xingqiu, evidently

pats you hehe

CHONGYUN JUST APPEARS. xingqiu finishes off a robber and feels a presence behind him, thinking it's back up, but it's literally just chongyun sketching the scene before him. xingqiu always tries to leave when chongyun is sleeping, but he ALWAYS finds his way back. so gay. so homosexual. couldn't be me

i think chongyun does these jobs because he's the "best fit", i guess. no one else can handle these dangerous supernatural entities other than him, and he's slightly miffed (?) that he deals with it with his pure yang spirit, than his actual exorcism skills. disappointed, or miffed or just feels insecure because of how easy it is, and that he does quiet deserve the success. but it's okay, because xingqiu is right there, and he's going to find out just what makes him so special, and then he'll defeat an evil being who has the same resistance as xingqiu

[initiumseries]

Did you think klaus saving caroline over rebekah in s4 when thw council was after them was ooc or do you think it makes sense bc rebekah is an original and was technically safe

(she shoulda killed him for this alone tbh 😭 this is why I don't buy The Originals bc all the other siblings should have hated him to the point of wanting him dead just like everyone else but i digress)

Honestly I don't even remember this storyline. My problem with with Klaus was always that, my guy, you're 1000 years old. Why are you acting like a teenager? Why do you care about Caroline, who you know nothing about, who is just, sort of there? Why don't your siblings want to just kill you? Like the whole plot from the beginning was Elijah wanting to stop Klaus, before he like resurrected or whatever, and then Klaus being like, "but we're a family!" and Elijah being like...oh, ya, true, okay, I've changed my mind, I'll help you. Like??? Then him daggering his whole family, and them only being like...slightly miffed? Idk I just feel like all of you together could just kill this one brother. So...why don't you, instead of being held hostage by him. So much of that SL made no sense that I can't offer a firm opinion on whether or not it was ooc, because I feel like his character changed like the wind anyway? He comes in hard, like I'm trying to kill everyone who gets in my way, I'm super powerful and have powerful witches on payroll raaarr. And then he manifests, and it's like actually I'm baby girl and I just want a family so I'm gonna make a bunch of hybrid werewolves to love me. Teehee. Ohh I miss my family, so I will un-dagger them, for filial devotion <3, can we do family dinners? Then it was, oh I'm gonna be a dad?!?!? Like is this days of our lives or are these 1,000 year old vampires?? Please be serious?

[world-of-stone]

Still slightly miffed tbh that Karl isn't flying with the rest of the team. And now not even everyone who is on the team qualified. VERY happy for Andi though.

[meneatyoghurt]

Someone who's a "big name" in the 911ls fandom blocked me pretty early on. I don't know why, but it's fine, I guess I just said something they didn't like or posted a few too many times in a row and was annoying. I'm quite block happy so don't begrudge people doing it to me (I wish people would block more tbh...)

But what does make me slightly miffed is constantly having to see their name because everyone else thinks they're really nice (and they may well be, all evidence seems to point to them being well liked). I mean, block away but I don't want to be constantly reminded of them D:

[lowkeyed1]

i dreamt that i was sleeping in bed and tom hiddleston came in and woke me up to kiss me goodbye, before he went to film another day on the loki show. but when he pulled back from the kiss, his face was pinched into a frown. i asked him what was wrong and he demurred, said he was fine. i insisted, and he admitted that his lower back was stiff from filming action scenes. i said c'mere and he climbed up onto the bed and knelt astride my waist. while i gently massaged his lower back, he told me about how filming is so hard on his body sometimes, but it's worth it for amazing rewarding feeling of acting. then he somehow literally walked me through his memory of a favorite play and commented on the significance of the dialogue and the actors' choices.

[navybluetriangles]

Okay, so I said I wouldn't make posts about the BBC Les Miserables, but I have thoughts

So, firstly, I think the actors are incredible and are /really/ well played and the costumes are beautiful and I'm loving seeing the book on screen.

BUT why did Davies feel the need to screw with the plot so much? There's a reason things are written like they are.

I get you can't fit the entire of Les Mis on screen, but it's a very finely tuned book, and plot happens like that for a reason.

[annieferns]

Quick idea for a Soulmate au where the things people think about your soulmate appear on your arm (it’s in bullet format) not a full bullet fic just a concept that I took too far

- The soul mark is there from when you are born

- It’s only meant to be one arm

- the only reason it would be both arms was if someone was 2 separate people at once or had 2 different identities

- you are the only one who can see your mark and your soulmate once you meet them

- for the longest time the only things on marinettes arm are “heir” “son” and “demon” (I really don’t know enough about the dc universe for this tbh)

- marinette is unaware of the 2 identity thing so when a second mark appears on her other arm when she’s 10 she’s very confused

- she didn’t tell her parents because she assumes that her soulmate just finally met more people

- her other arm says “hero” and “bat” (again not a DC person)

- Damians mark have had good things for the most part “friend” “daughter” “family” etc.

-When Damian is 13 a mark appears his other arm

- this one says “chosen” “lady” “bug” “hero” etc.

- he is slightly confused about the “lady” and the “bug” bit but assumes it’s got to do w her superhero name

- Damian assumes his soulmate is a superhero though he’s a bit miffed that she is one already he’s mostly proud

-when Damian is 14 his first mark goes from “everyday ladybug” (what he thought was a hero name until he checked the data base and came up empty) (he now assumes it’s either a nickname or something about ladybugs being lucky) and the usual compliments to “bully” “thief” etc. (Lila arrived)

- Damian scours the hero data base on the league computer but comes up empty except for the beetle hero’s he already met

- the Paris info block is in place so nobody knows about the miraculous and Damian is now worried about his soulmate

- the superhero arm still says “hero” “protector” “ladybug” etc.

I’m not really sure where this would go but I thought it was a fun concept