#so what happens next

[sylveaugust]

Me, finishing DBD: Too bad for Niko. She’ll probably come back though so that’s fine with me:)

Me at 2 am: *realizes Monty will never appear in the show again even if there is a renewed season* No. NONONONONONO. I want my Monty back. I want him BAAAAAAAAACCCKKKKK

[sohannabarberaesque]

Even on the waves, there's certainly something about Dinky

As if Uncle Dudley's deteriorating state of health wasn't enough to have Sandy and Monica (and their rather ironically-named Old English Sheepdog/Irish Wolfhound mix, Dinky, for that matter) sent to live with a somewhat eccentric relative living close to Venice Beach wasn't already upsetting enow ... it took an otherwise predictably boring-looking Sunday afternoon on a rather isolated stretch of beach between Venice and Malibu known widely as a "clothing optional" such to show a most unlikely athletic angle to Dinky.

And it all came about with a desire for the sisters for to try some bodysurfing themselves.

But not just bodysurfing per se--bodysurfing in its purest and most natural form, as if bodysurfing, in and of itself, wasn't merely the purest form of surfing known, the fact of which going back to the ancient Polynesian peoples as practically invented the ideal.

Otherwise known as bodysurfing wearing but yourself.

Even with one of those beach blankets designed to allow beach sand to fall though, saving much needless shaking of the blanket when one was leaving, our gals (and their canine compadre) couldn't resist letting their inner wahine out .

It may have taken about an hour after arriving on the beach for "just the right wave" in the bodysurfing fashion to come along, but the way the sun warmed everything, Sandy and Monica couldn't resist such an interesting desire.

Neither could Dinky, judging by his excitability towards the waves and a desire to ride such as would give new meaning to "hot dogging," come to think of it.

"Yet, Sandy," Monica observed, "doesn't it seem a little weird to imagine Dinky bodysurfing, what with the sea salt bound to cling to his fur when all is said and done?"

"Might it surprise you to know, Monica," Sandy remarked, "that sea salt could actually do wonders to a dog's coat, as well as general time in the sea?"

Dinky couldn't have agreed more as our trio, wearing themselves essentially, charged into the surf heading towards the break (though Dinky's movements amounted to a comical dogpaddle, which were enough to cause a mix of concern and fascination to the gals) ... and once in the break, preparing to duck-dive their way into bodysurfing's annals, Dinky charged into the break with such gusto that no other bodysurfer, human or canine, seemed to possess.

And what a feeling came over the bodies of Sandy and Monica in their utterly Polynesian-like nakedness, diving their way through the underside of the wave ... as well as the ever-enthused Dinky, first to lie in the prone position essential to bodysurfing as a whole. A feeling which continued as the party of three glided through what must have been a four-footer of a most impressive shade of turquoise blue, and hardly any embarrassment over the nakedness deployed!

"What could be more fascinating," Sandy remarked with her usual stoked-up enthusiasm, "than just surfing yourself, wearing but yourself, Monica!!" Dinky barked out his agreement after shaking his body dry from the sheer ecstasy of the exercise, to the sheer agreement of his handlers. Not long afterwards:

"Uh, Sandy," Monica was asking a bit on the off-hand side of things, "how exactly was it that we learned bodysurfing, to begin with ... and when?"

"Obviously well before Dinky came into our lives," Sandy replied. "We must have been, like, six, seven, maybe eight years of age, now that you think of it."

To which Monica suggested, "I believe it was at a summer day camp on the beach; remember our parents wanting us out of the house pretty much every day during the summer vacation from school?"

"Now that you mention it, Monica," remarked Sandy, "I admit some initial resentment, but realised that the parents especially needed it."

"Yet, looking back, I couldn't help but think how Mom and Dad were forever calling us out about 'taking up space during summer vacation when you should be out and about'!", replied Monica.

Dinky couldn't help but chuckle.

"But suffice it to say that the experience of learning bodysurfing," to hear Sandy explain it, "was a rather memorable one!"

"And fascinating!" Monica added.

Enough so to pull off a couple more bodysurfing rides, with Dinky, for some reason, being especially enthused about his hairy canine body being an ur-surfboard, before calling it an afternoon. Back at the apartment of the relative they were living with for sandwiches over supper, over the discussion about the bodysurfing experience that afternoon, came--

"It's about Uncle Dudley," the relative explained.

Enough to have Sandy and Monica gasping in concern.

"I don't know how to explain it, but ..."

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[sparebutton]

(Across the Spider-Verse spoiler)

[joshuamj]

Okay, but what if EoW!Zelda had to impersonate Link

[st-hedge]

I hadn’t drawn the house of hades boys in years! Curse me! This isn’t exactly a remake of an old painting but it’s in the vibe of how I used to draw them all the time. Poetic and stealing kisses

[supertaliart]

Skywalker Siblings Part 3

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[heartorbit]

searching for a star that's still unknown to anyone!

[inumbrapugnabimus-maybe]

when the first thing your long lost husband does with his son is brutally murder over 100 people

it’s gonna take a while to clean up

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

I'm not going back to Gusu with you.

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[collieii]

someone probably said this already but in spiderverse i think it's interesting how when pavitr was first introduced everyone thought something bad was gonna happen to him bc of how confident and optimistic he was. and then in the actual movie we see that something bad was supposed to happen to him (police chief dying!) but it doesn't! miles stops it! and miguel berates miles for this, says it's going to cause the universe to collapse or whatever.

there's this idea that tragedy is inherent to spidermans growth, and while it's true that some spiderpeople learn important lessons through loss, no one stops to ask, is it really necessary? yeah, maybe the chief was supposed to die. but why does spiderman have to be formed through tragedy? why do we (as heroes) have to let people die? pavitr didn't lose anyone, and he's still a good spiderman! maybe, if he doesn't suffer, he'll end up better off for it!

so while miguel is arguing for all this big picture stuff about saving the multiverse he's lost sight of what it really means to be a spiderman, he's not looking out for the real individual people. yeah it's just one person who would die, but that one person means something to someone. shrugging and saying "stuff just sucks sometimes, we can't do anything about it" is the opposite of what superheroes do. pretty obviously, miles arc is also a reflection of the struggles people face in real life, working within unequal systems, where it's easy to shrug and say "that's just the way it is" and not ask "but why does it need be this way? can't we do something about it?"

miguel is arguing that you can't have your cake and eat it too. presumably, miles and co. are going to find a way to get around that and change things for the better (and maybe that's why miles has that line about two cakes in the advisors office!)

[egophiliac]

I DID IT I GOT MY PINK HAYATE now I am never doing that again!

(at least until they give me, like, a frilly unicorn Kamui or something)

[aarghone]

He's just a gunky goopy lil guy

[yrsonpurpose]

You and me probably end up going for all the same parts together.

[aheartofgold]

Reblog for sample size etc etc

[hiding-under-the-willow]

anyways. What

[shrimpricebowl]

oh thank god