#so that was accidental

[kirisclangen]

Bouncestar

They/she, 84 moons, nonbinary

[rambling-robot]

crazy that gravity falls was like, hey what if we made twin brothers, and one of them is the worse one. he gets bad grades, he likes to punch his problems, everyone thinks of him as “the other one.” he’s engulfed in a shadow that’s shaped like him. he doesn’t even have his own name—it’s derived of his brother’s name, the only one his parents planned on having and using. everything about him is derivative—imitative of another person (his twin brother) (the one everyone likes and wants) and is disapproved of for that reason (he isn’t just “bad at this thing,” he’s “not as good as his brother”). and then he ruins his brother’s science fair project (the one next to his own—no one noticed it because it’s not good, it’s almost stupid next to a “perpetual motion machine” made by a high schooler) (he tried to fix it) (he doesn’t know how; he’s not as smart as the guy who made it) and he gets kicked out. the potential of the money his twin could’ve made is enough to throw him onto the street, and he can’t go home until he makes that money back (the money that was never gained and therefore was never lost. he never had a chance of making enough). he took every job he could (his brother went to school). he got banned from multiple states (his brother bought a house). he traveled internationally and went to prison and had people try to hunt him down and kill him because he couldn’t make enough money (his brother’s house has three basements. he made them himself, as secure as can be). and when his twin finally summons him for help, things go wrong (he messed up this machine like the last one) (he doesn’t know how to fix it. he isn’t as smart as the guy who made it) (he tries to fix it) (he was never any good at reading and these blueprints are impossible, coded and fragmented and in a science that he didn’t know existed) (he tries to fix it). the townspeople ask who he is, and he doesn’t even say his own name (it was hardly his to begin with). and he invites them to a house that isn’t his to show off experiments that aren’t his because he needs to make money that can’t be his. everything he does for the next 30 years is in his twin’s name, for his twin’s sake. he had two funerals for himself and it isn’t even his body in the casket; he had to wear his brother’s name to both of them. if he had died before he fixed the portal, that funeral wouldn’t have been for him. we meet him as a funny and unique character, but in-universe, he’s only ever been defined by someone else.

and then they went, this is entirely in the background btw. most of that is going to be revealed in one episode and won’t be addressed again. he’s a primary comic relief, even. I’m ill about this.

[redstonedust]

what im learning from my ''potentially traumatic event that didnt traumatize you'' post is that everybody in the world has a story about almost drowning. hell personally i've got four of em. youd think this would make people want to go in water less but no. human beings love their wet and cannot be stopped.

[ube-kun]

*info dumps* *listens*

[digitalmyyth]

Perry gets busteddd

[cryptocism]

It would have taken another immortal to keep up with him.

so i haven't read the books but i did read the Devil's Minion chapter and this part made me laugh out loud:

[chloesimaginationthings]

HAPPY FNAF SECRET OF THE MIMIC DAY!!

[notrobinsomethingworse]

Dick (Nightwing) and Jason (Robin) stare at Bruce. One sports pleading eyes, the other a shit eating grin. There’s a child between them with black hair and blue eyes.

Bruce, he doesn’t know what’s happening but he doesn’t like it: No.

Dick, grinning: He’s our younger brother now.

Jason, nodding seriously: You’re not gonna take him from us.

Tim, got kidnapped while taking photos of patrol, just happy to be there: Where’s the Batcave?

Bruce: what.

Dick, grinning wider: He’s ours now.

[chat-no-r]

pov: you just told your bestie how you accidentally killed your boyfriends dad and lied to the public about it

[dredgesnails]

watching joel's perspective of the nether journey is SO funny. it's so clear etho and grian and gem are trying to do something privately and joel just won't leave. they're actively moving away from him when he goes to tell them he found the fortress, like you can see them running in the opposite direction before they clearly decide it's too shifty if they actually DO just leave him. they tell him to go bridge out on his own and then complain when he gets back too early. they hide from him and actively contemplate his murder fifty blocks from him and then they steal his food so he gets frustrated enough to leave on his own. it's like he introduced all his old friends to each other (boat boy, bad boy, family) and they became better friends with each other and then made a secret club and group chat that he's not a part of, but he doesn't know that they've been trying to get rid of him this whole time. and then they kill him and every single one of his teammates

[starridge]

what deltarune did yall play

(definitely no dialogue branches under the read more)

[mothmothwoth]

Found myself strangely obsessed with Skizz and Lizzie… there are apparently brain chemicals in there

[sorbean]

2 idiots find out they have lab babies

[bonipops]

hatsune mexiku!!! 🇲🇽

[slightlyplant]

this shit aint nothin to cuno. cuno eats earthworms for breakfast, pig. real gangster shit.

[elucubrare]

there's this horrible school of attempted literary criticism on here that holds that 1. everything in any given author's work is autobiographical, especially if it seems "real" and 2. those themes seeped into the work subconsciously, revealing something about the author that they're either trying to hide or unaware of themself. it drives me up a wall, since it seems to deny the fundamental skills that make people good writers: the empathy to imagine and portray experiences that one hasn't had oneself and the ability to take one's personal emotional experiences or worldview and fold them, consciously, into the unworked clay of a narrative.