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aithusarosekiller · 2 months
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Professor reg would be so funny
Like imagine he takes the position of runes professor in Harry's 3rd year and it's just like
Student 1: hey, do you think it's true that the professor's whole family is crazy?
Student 2: I mean his older brother is on the run from Azkaban and his cousin is insane so...probably
Regulus: Mr Arnold, 10 points from Hufflepuff for not being able to whisper.
The class: 🧍‍♀️🧍🧍‍♂️
Regulus: Any other comments? Wonderful, let's begin.
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bertoyana · 5 months
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#ship so good they (accidentally) gave each other abandonment issues
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mecachrome · 4 months
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oscar + progressively showing more excitement during challenges than when he won a sprint race in qatar
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diioonysus · 8 months
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reading + art
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hughmanbean · 8 months
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New in Town
Jason is... worried. Somewhat. There's a new group in Gotham.
The first indication of this when he'd encountered a towering man in armor, his face shrouded in shadows. The man had introduced himself as Fright Knight, proudly declaring to be the Royal Knight of the High Queen.
A group of royals? He asks.
The most powerful! The Knight replies.
A girl is seen flitting around Gotham, mischievous grin on her face. She calls Jason stinky.
A man lurks behind her, grumbling to himself. He calls Jason unimpressive.
A couple zoom the streets on a motorbike, followed by an unnaturally dark shadow.
A new soup kitchen opens up. The moving truck with it donates lunch boxes to the less fortunate.
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Fright Knight strolls the streets, humming to himself about a job well done. The High Queen had been muttering about how the Prince and Princess may have been getting bored, so he'd taken the initiative to find something interesting for both of them.
His Queen would be pleased. Now to tell her.
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Thinking about that one joke in the Book of Bill that implied Bill might be the biological father of the Flynn kids. Thinking about how Linda Flynn had a secret career as a famous astrophysicist at one point. Thinking about how we don’t know exactly what Bill was doing in the 90s, and how he seems to want to skim over that part of his life, after Ford broke up with him for good but before the twins showed up in Gravity Falls.
Thinking about how Bill frequently hung out with famous musicians. Thinking about Linda, a brilliant young woman fresh off a bizarre pop star career, wanting to make a name for herself that ISN’T Lindana, might have found a new direction with an old friend (before he showed her his true colors.)
Thinking about Bill, fresh off a devastating breakup, trying again one more time to get SOMEONE on Earth to make him a portal. Trying to make the plan WORK. Trying to get a home for his friends in the face of a home dimension that was being destroyed (again). Having someone who’s COMPLETELY DIFFERENT from the man he was obsessed with, but who was no less brilliant and no less capable. (But, unfortunately for him, MUCH less gullible.)
Thinking about how Linda doesn’t want people to know about her former career as a famous astrophysicist. How she keeps this secret, even better than she did her past as Lindana. How she keeps the lid on this even TIGHTER. How she’s almost bitter about it. As if something HAPPENED.
I’m not saying Bill Cipher WAS Linda’s partner of at least five years, even going so far as to start a family with her before she saw his true colors and filed some sort of Uber-effective inter-dimensional restraining order against him, one-upping him so hard that he doesn’t even wanna think about it, but. Holy shit. Imagine
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goddess-of-graphite · 4 months
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thinking about how you could combine the “ghosts fight socially” and “strongest ghosts make the rules” with the “Danny is a baby ghost and needs a ghostly guardian/parent” and I have decided that it’s “if you can defeat and then keep the baby contained then it is now yours” and thats why Danny’s experiences with ghosts are Like That
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wearecrowley · 1 year
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protective!aziraphale😍
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5view · 5 months
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SAD COLIN JUST STANDING THERE WATCHING PEN AND DEBLING DANCE
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​he’s having his own wallflower moment all right !
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psqqa · 1 year
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yes, yes i know edgeworth’s big wet eyes and loser boy personality have captivated us all, but listen. listen.
phoenix wright
phoenix “genuinely unable to reconcile the girl on the stand with the girl he dated for eight months, a cognitive dissonance so profound it’s ultimately explained by them being literally two different people, but which he first sits with for five years and does not talk about at any point to anyone” wright
phoenix “don’t mention that name to me. i don’t want to talk about it. i don’t want to think about it. i am just going to keep myself in this state of perpetual crisis mode focus on other people’s problems until eventually i die and get to hang out with mia on the astral plane and never have to deal with any of these emotions ever again” wright
phoenix “overnight loses his career and reputation and sense of identity while gaining an adopted, probably pretty traumatized eight-year-old daughter, and rather than leaning on his friends for help, or getting therapy, or taking any time to process any of this, he *checks notes* spends seven years dedicating all his free time and energy to investigating the weird fucking circumstances around it and maintains a friendship with the guy he suspects was behind it all” wright
phoenix "runs across a burning bridge and falls through it, half a day after the game establishes that he is terrified of heights, because his friend is on the other side of that bridge" wright
phoenix “i sure felt surprised. maybe i had my poker face on” wright
phoenix “looking back on it that was actually a pretty dark period in my life” wright
phoenix “don’t ask me how i got started. i don’t remember” wright
phoenix “only you stood still, your eyes calmly watching” wright
phoenix “sometimes, life just sucks” wright
just
phoenix wright
crunchiest man in the world
and all i wanna do is chew and chew and chew on him
#ace attorney#where are all the people gnawing on phoenix's bones so white??#i need to find the phoenix bone-gnawing corner of this fandom PLEASE#this is me asking for the Phoenix Fic btw#where is the fic meditating on phoenix's whole mental state in general?#where is the fic about how it's phoenix's cageyness and poker face and flat affect under stress that is the hurdle?#the relationship ramifications of being actually really fucking hard to read when it comes down to it?#where is the fic about the week of his disbarment?#the one detailing the panicked blow by blow of it rippling through his social circle while he stands in the eye of the storm?#the one that ends messy and anxious and unresolved because it's week 1 of 7 years?#where is the birth of phoenix wright: poker legend fic?#where is the art school/theatre major phoenix fic?#no not the able to art/act phoenix fic but the kind of person who chooses to go to art school/study theatre phoenix fic#where is the supremely disinterested in pop culture phoenix fic?#where is the actually incredibly meticulous and competent phoenix fic?#capcom can tell me all they want that he's essentially an adhd disaster flying by the seat of his pants making it all up as he goes#but that's not what they're actually showing me#they're the ones who created an in-fiction legal system that functionally necessitates that#and the nature of the game is that phoenix is almost always proven right so rather than him coming off as hare-brained#his opponents rather just come off as short-sighted. either negligently or maliciously so#and the choices the writing makes in service of retaining mystery and audience suspense in fact function to make phoenix a person#who is astute and puts the pieces together but is cautious in his conclusions#i will grant them that phoenix does tend to lose sight of his overarching goal in getting drawn into proving or disproving minor points#the fact that edgeworth on the other hand never loses sight of this or where the various arguments stand in relation to it#is his sexiest trait as a character by far#but those minor points are actually functionally critical to the ultimate argument phoenix makes#so even though i do read that trait through the game mechanics i do also judge the other characters for being dicks about it#my point is phoenix wright does in fact have the character of a lawyer and is conventionally good at his job fucking fight me#my point is that you all have had 20 goddamn years to Rotate this man#my POINT is that there should be Intricate Fucked Up Meditations On Phoenix that rewire my fucking brain and i NEED to know where they are!
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yesterdayiwrote · 4 days
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So, I'm struggling to find a better picture, but I'm really unimpressed with what they did with the Grid Kids today...
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All the boys are in F1 t shirts. All the girls though, are in F1 Academy T-shirts.
F1 Academy was supposed to be about closing the gender gap in motorsports and giving opportunities to women to get on the ladder, but more and more I'm seeing increasingly messy messaging that seems instead to be perpetuating gender stereotypes and intentionally or not, creating a Barbie & Action Man type scenario that seems to imply that only girls like F1 Academy whereas F1 is for the boys...
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holymaccaronii · 7 months
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Erm yeaaaahh… *scratches the back of my head* how can you tell I need to have my hyperfixations be turned into figurines…
P.S.: You can find the guides for the papercraft models of P03 and Yes Man in this post, Edgar is still a wip. They’re free for you to build ( Ü ).
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girlboyburger · 7 months
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street corner sights, sounds, and skies ...
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jelestes · 26 days
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svu writers had no business writing this scene like they were a married couple arguing with their teenage daughter
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huariqueje · 10 months
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The Corner of Wonderland  - Raphaël Renaud , 2023.
French , b. 1974 -
Oil on wood , 40 x 60 cm.
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canisalbus · 16 days
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The latest piece you made reminds me of like, portraits of people that my grandmother used to hang up in the rooms and hallways when I was kid. I remember profusely there was one REALLY BIG portrait of Marilyn Monroe that I absolutely loathed when I was a young'un, because I was terrified of it. I'd get up in the middle of the night wanting to go use the bathroom and then I'd peak my head out, in the dark hallway, and the only thing I could see at the end of it was the judgmental, dark eyes at the end of said hallway of the slightly illuminated portrait of her, staring at me. There were times I swore it moved, and it took a while for me to accept that it was just a portrait, because when you're a kid your imagination just can't get over it. I remembered many a night where I decided I could wait till the morning to use the bathroom because of how terrified I was of it That glare especially from Machete that in one frame is following the kid and in the next it isn't, really makes me vibe with them. With how imposing, cold and harsh Machete can appear, do you think any of the kids would end up afraid or at least unnerved of the painting by chance? I know as a kid I would've been. That those sharp reds filled with such malice would come out of the frame ready to judge me for my sins
Oh that picture of Marilyn Monroe at the end of a dark hallway is reanimating some long forgotten childhood memories in me. It's wild how random lifeless objects could seem so otherwordly and distinctly alive and dangerous when you were very little, especially at night. I was irrationally unnerved by a pair of reindeer antlers mounted on the wall of my grandparents' guest bedroom.
Realistic portraits, particularly when they're big enough to appear believably life-sized, can come across kind of uncanny even to a grown adult if the circumstances are right. I wouldn't be surprised at all if that painting was giving Vasco's pups major bad vibes when they were younger. Machete's severe expression, his sharp and elongated shapes, and the dark background of the piece wouldn't be doing it any favors.
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