#the anti-crab must be stopped

[crab-is-the-ultimate-form]

WARNING | This is a PSA

Be on the lookout for the ANTI-CRAB.

Do not approach, suspected to be violent.

Has been reported to tempt humans into sacrilegious acts, such as consuming Crab meat.

It is believed that his mission is to prevent Crabtopia and instead incite Crabageddon.

We CANNOT,

I repeat,

CANNOT

Let

This

Happen.

I have spent very little time preaching the dangers of Crabageddon. I do not wish you all to be ruled by such fear, instead of love.

But it has come time to enlighten you.

Crabageddon is a future where Crab accepts none as allies, and rules the earth alone. This means the total annihilation of the human race, as well as known human allies such as dogs, cats, and domesticated rodents.

The victims of Crabageddon would be in the tens of billions.

Now you know the risks.

Keep an eye out for the ANTI-CRAB.

May the Crabs have mercy on us all.

This has been a PSA.

[blackopals-world]

What Nurseries would the fem!AU(Yuus) build

(Look I have baby fever and I'm tired of fighting it)

Vet!FemYuu

Stuffed animals everywhere

Doesn't care if it's a boy or girl they aren't changing it.

Every book will be animal fables

Is praying for the baby to be a beastman but just wants a healthy baby.

Got a bunch of teething toys just in case the kid has their milk teeth come early.

Rainforest noise machine

Once the baby is a few months they are going everywhere in a sling.

The baby will meet all of Yuu's patients and will be constantly covered in fur and feathers.

If the baby becomes interested in fish like their aunt Yuu will cry. She won't let her win!

Marine Biologist!FemYuu

A bit chaotic in decoration

Let's Azul decorate it the first time and cried because it was beige like those weird rich people who only care about aesthetic but have no real sense of style. Like, no color? Babies need color!

Yuu cries while explaining (it's the hormones)

She hates beige

Azul wouldn't argue with a pregnant woman

She wants sushi but doesn't know if she can have it if the baby is half mer.

They installed a tank in the room just encase the baby is a mer

The tweels are banned from holding the baby until the kid can sit up on their own.

Took the baby to swim classes to awaken their natural instincts to swim like all babies even especially fishy babies.

Chef!femYuu

Red and gold for good luck and prosperity.

Pandas for peace and protection.

She wanted everything to be traditional but knows how demanding it will be.

No hot foods, no crab, no lamb, mutton, no sushi, no soft cheese, no soft serve ice cream.

She's dying.

After the baby is born a feast of pig trotters, eggs, cakes, chicken and gelatinous rice is served. She will dye the eggs red.

The baby will get an anti-usog bracelet at birth

She is superstitious so no one will see the baby's clothes before birth.

Noble!FemYuu

Too much? Yeah.

Unfortunately, she insisted due to family tradition. Every child must use this crib first.

The baby has a different crib in every room so it doesn't matter.

Everyone needs to know how precious this baby is. The need to see this crib from space.

More silk! More pillows! More toys! More!More! More!

This baby will have like five names.

This baby will be lorded over the masses as the perfect example of a baby.

Portraits will be painted of this baby that will one day be hung in great halls and later art galleries.

Yuu is way too excited and honestly, even the baby is fed up.

She trying her best.

Special Forces!femYuu

We all know who the father is.

Yep, Rook designed this room

Doesn't matter if it's a boy or girl either.

Yuu was way too tired to stop him and she didn't even try to stop him.

Rook really wants a girl and will try again if it doesn't happen. (he was going to try again anyways)

You'd think he was giving birth with the effort he put in.

Yuu would make him do it if she could. But alas.

The couple was using their pet bunnies as pseudo babies while prepping for the pregnancy. They bunnies weren't happy except for one.

Pistolet the weirdo. Rook's favorite and the dumb one. He was also the future baby's best friend.

Yuu is an iron woman honestly, she shows no pregnancy symptoms while Rook has sympathy pregnancy symptoms.

They eat shaved ice and watch war movies together. Couple goals.

Gardener!FemYuu

A little English cottage nursery

Very whimsical

The baby isn't actually going to use a crib until they are whined because Yuu insisted on co-sleeping despite what the doctor said.(don't do this)

Yuu wanted to deliver the same way as her mother and her mother's mother. In field, by themselves, while harvesting the crops. Have that sucker out in an hour, swaddle it, and back to work.

That didn't happen. They went to a hospital and iron woman over here was put on extended bed rest after giving birth to a big ass baby. Beautiful too.

(???)!Fem?Yuu

They can have kids??

By who?

How?

I mean it's nice but I'm still confused?

Good for them?

You sure that baby isn't a cryptid? That thing has a lot of hair. Looks like that girl from "The Ring". That's alot of hair.

Well, good luck with your hairy baby.

[copperbora]

Meet Purrling Reef, aka the 13.5 gallon Fluval Evo reef aquarium that I forgot to tell you all about before: in today's episode: in which Moby scares the sh-! out of me (he's good at that.)

This is Moby, my baby Amphiprion ocellaris clownfish, who, providing that he survives my relative incompetence may live 15+ years. Clownfish are known for being quite hardy fish and people used to use them to cycle their aquariums which is now recognized by many reef aquarists as mild animal cruelty. (Therefore I cycled Purrling Reef using pure ammonia instead.) Along with my (probably female) yellow watchman goby Clyde, Moby has been in Purrling Reef for about a month now.

Things are going well; ammonia is at 0 ppm, nitrates are usually at 0 ppm, phosphates are usually at .25 ppm, salinity is stable at 1.025, and my PH hovers at a somewhat soft but okay 7-7.5. Having at last gotten through the worst of the summer heat and having finally figured out how to set up my inkbird temperature properly, Purrling Reef's waters stay a comfy 25°C (78°F,) all day and night long.

Things are going well, so naturally Moby opted to scare the crap out of me this morning by acting like he was dying.

WTF MOBY.

Terrified for his life I promptly did a water change and dosed the tank with Seachem Prime (which detoxifies ammonia as well as chemicals like chlorine,) then Seachem Stress Guard (which soothes fish.) My ammonia was at zero but I thought that the Prime was a good idea anyway.

Moby promptly stopped looking like he wanted to be crab food, so I went to work; when I came home he was back to his annoying ol' habit of chilling by the filter outflow.

WHY FISH.

After testing all of my water parameters again and finding that all seems well I turned my attention to my newest addition to my reef: Spook the Halloween Hermit crab. I actually call him Captain Spook because he is rather overwhelmingly the least useless member of my cleanup crew. Usually, since I got him he clams up at my approach, sucking as much of his body as he can into the enormous conch snail shell which he adopted as his mobile home.

Chances are he murdered the original inhabitant of this shell.

Today though Spook decided not to spook at my approach which I have two theiries for:

1. The vast anti-Keplar fortifications that I set out around the aquarium double-sided tape traps are working! Yay! (Keplar must not be scaring my aquarium inhabitants as much anymore.)

2. My water is still screwed up so Spook is feeling weird. Given that I have only been at this for like three months... yeah, I can't ignore this possibility.

It was rather remarkable getting to see his white carapace up close for once. While it reminded me that he is in fact a sea bug, but I refuse to hold this against me due to his janitorial awesomeness and the fact that he is much less anxiety inducing than Moby. (Although I live in fear of him eating one of my two puny dwarf hermit crabs.

I can't wait until I can adopt more livestock; Purrling Reef definitely has a job opening available for an emerald crab! (Captain Spook does not like salad.)

Also, here's

Also, here's Clyde the yellow watchman giby who would like me to mention her job a for a pistol shrimp; in the wild watchman gobies live with these shrimp.

If she gets a pistol shrimp friend maybe she'll coe out of her den more often.

[totallylegitklonoa]

Link: The Faces of Evil

Link: The Faces of Evil (Zelda) CD-I cut-scenes transcription

The names were taken from http://www.zeldawiki.org/Characters_in_Link:_The_Faces_of_Evil

= Begin =

Link (L): Gee, it sure is boring around here.

The King (K): My boy. This peace is what all warriors strive for.

L: I just wonder what Ganon is up to.

Gwonam: Your majesty. Ganon [gænʌn] and his minions have seized the islands of Koridai.

K: Hmm... How can we help?

G: It is written: only Link can defeat Ganon.

L: Great! I'll grab my stuff!

G: There is no time; your sword is enough.

L: How about a kiss... For luck?

Zelda (Z): You've got to be kidding.

G: Squadila! [squa.dɪ.la] We're off!

L: Wow! What are all those heads?

G: These are the faces of evil. You must conquer each.

L: I guess I better get going.

G: Here! ...Is the map. Where do you wish to go?

Morshu: Lamp oil, rope, bombs? You want it? It's yours, my friend, as long as you have enough rubies.

Morshu: Sorry, Link. I can't give credit. Come back when you a little... Mmm. Richer!

Frozen women: Help! Ganon froze the fountain; I'm stuck!

FW: Here, have some Water of Life.

L: (Gulp, gulp, gulp!)

FW: My, you're thirsty! Oh my goodness!

Fisherman: Biggest crab I ever caught. Heh-heh!

L: It's a Goma!

Fisherman: Yeah, pretty good. Here!

L: Thanks!

Fisherman: Keep going, boy. You're doing real well. Once you get rid of Ganon, we can get back to fishing.

Fish Lady: Dairas [daɪras] came straight from the crater 'ill I boarded the vent. Used a skull for a latch and not one Dairas figured it out.

Ipo: I am the reader Ipo [aɪ.poʊ]. If you bring me the book of Koridai, I will gladly read the secret verse.

Fat (seductive) woman: You're not afraid of dragons. Are you?

L: (Gulp.) Of course not.

Fat woman: Then get my necklace back from Gleeok [gli.ɑk]. Okay? Pretty please?

Old (yellow coat) man: It's [dɛθs] mighty dark with all the evil about. Keep this lantern full. It will light your way.

L: Thanks!

Old man: Not many left, Link. There's Druick [druɪk] 'round the side of Glutko [glʌt.goʊ]. Aye.

G: Look! What has happened!

Ganon: In the darkest nightmare hour, when the moon nor sun has risen, I take Zelda in my power. I shall keep her in my prison.

Ganon: Join me, Link! And I will make your face greatest in Koridai or else you will die!

Ganon: No! Not into the pit! It burns!

Fairy 1: You're doing great, Link!

Fairy 2: You're our hero.

F1: Here's a Life Heart.

F2: We know you can beat Ganon.

F1: You're doing great, Link!

F2: You're our hero.

F1: Here's some Water of Life.

F2: Drink, Link!

Old (ugly) witch: I may be old and ugly, but, I still know a few tricks! Bring some grapple-berries. I'll show you a good one.

Old witch: Stir the berries in the tub. Let the juices soak the glove. Let Link fight and gather cower. For his glove's a glove of power.

L: Wow! Thanks!

Fat woman: How sweet. (Kisses) Muah. My husband gave me this. He's an [abɒmɪnʌm][?] now. Here. It's not much, but, it will still carry water.

Ice queen: Before you face the foul fiend Ganon, you must conquer Fortress Centrum [sɛn.trʌm]. Treasure of death is hidden. Bring it to me. Be gone.

IQ: This shield, both sword and spear deflects, but, cannot stop the villainous curse. This crystal makes the shield reflect cursing the curser with twice the curse.

G: Look! And see Goronu.

Goronu: Wake up, sleepy bones. I'm the living anti cut ner vial throats. Bwuh-ha-ha...

Goronu: I may be hideous, but, after a year of being frozen, you will beg to join me.

L: Hey, Zelda. Wake up!

Goronu [goroʊnu]: What? Link? You saved me!

Goronu: You can't kill me! No, no, no...!

G: See how Harliquin [harlɪqwɪn] capture Koridians?

Computer: You lose.

Koridian: (Sniffles)

Harliquin: Do you know what it means when lose your last ruby?! (Snort.) Now you will work for me! (Snort.) Take him away! (Snort.)

Harliquin: I say your chances are a million to none, but, let's have fun! Anyway!

Harliquin: Now you see me. Now you don't!

Harliquin: Ah! Ah-ha... Lucky shot...

L: Golly!

Astronomer: The stars are made of ice. Thus, the night is cold. Bring the crystal from Sairagon [sɛrɑgɔn] and I will prove the light of ice penetrate more than fire.

Astronomer: Now, if we make a simple vacuum and spin the ice just so. There!

G: Look! ...How Militron [mɪlɪtrɒn] makes his warriors.

Militron: Worthless Koridian. You must be hardened with fire! Go and kill!

Militron: Feel the fire of war!

Militron: Now, you must die!

Militron: Oh my goodness! This is awful!

Fat Girl: My hero! (Kiss) Won't you

L: Oh, God...

FG: ---please jump across that lil' old chasm---

L: Yuck...

FG: ---and cut my daddy's chains? Pretty please? Have a heart.

Smith: Please, Link. Jump and cut these chains. The Arpagos [ɑrpagʌs] are driving me crazy.

Smith: Thanks. Say, you have a Fire Diamond, don't you?

L: Sure!

Smith: Then let me fix your sword. Let's see how it works.

L: Wow!

Beer guy: What are you're havin' partner? [pɑrtə]

L: I'm going to fight Glutko.

BG: Don't fight him; feed him! (Snort.) Feed him something spicy! Know what I mean?

G: Through the eye of Glutko lies the shrine of Koridai.

Glutko: Awm-yee. I'm simply famished.

Koridian: No!

Glutko: Mmm. Tastes like a Daira [daɪra]! Perhaps just one more?

Glutko: Good goodie! Mashed Link for the main course.

Glutko: Wuh-oh!

Ipo: Listen! Such is the power of the prince of darkness that he can kill with a single look. Attacks against Ganon will prove fruitless unless Link attacks with the sacred book.

G: Consider Lupay [lupeɪ], the most of Ganon's minions.

Lupay: With this ruby, I replace your soul. You will obey.

Koridan: Ah-woo-ooh... Aw-woo-ooh.

Lupay: I spy with my eye, someone who must die.

Lupay: I will not die! Ah-woo...

G: At last, you have the vision to find me house! Now, you will see the san kru mis that [?] prevent your approach to Ganon. Go, with many blessings!

Z: Uh. Why'd you do that?

L: I just saved you from Ganon!

Z: You did not!

G: Well done, Link! Ganon is once again imprisoned. Come, look! Already Koridai is returing to harmony. The birds are singing. Is it beatiful?

L: Golly!

G: As it written, you, Link, are the hero of Koridai!

L: I guess that's worth a kiss? Huh?

Z: Ha!

L: I won!

= End =

[a-queer-seminarian]

“...As I became a disability advocate, I struggled with the redemption narrative of disabled people in the Bible. Namely, Jesus kept healing them. This meant that disabled folks were seen as ‘redeemed’ only when they became nondisabled. Like the ex-nun, I pushed back. Where were the stories about the blind man who was divinely touched by God and remained blind? Couldn’t that be a thing? Instead of saying to the paraplegic, ‘take up your mat and walk,’ why couldn’t Jesus change the ableist hearts of a culture that didn’t find reasonable employment for its paraplegic citizens? Was my God incarnate ableist? ...

Something seemed amiss, though, in this take. In seeing God as ableist, I was crafting God in humanity’s image. Whenever we design God in our own image, we’ve tried to contain God in too small a shell. And God is not a hermit crab. Neither is God a thing we can hold, nor just a man who holds things. ...

For a time, I raged a little at Jesus. I heard the healing stories in church and huffed. I encountered the stories during my morning Bible time and scrutinized. Please stop ‘fixing the cripple,’ Jesus, I thought while my daughter’s walker wheeled across the sanctuary floor.

Eventually, though, I started noticing something surprising. Jesus heals a lot of people, sure, but he also becomes pretty secretive about it, even frustrated by the demands of it. ‘How long must I put up with you?’ he says after someone asks him to heal an epileptic boy. ‘Don’t tell anyone,’ he says to the man who takes up his mat, the same man who then goes straight to his people and tells. ‘Don’t tell anyone,’ he says again and again to the one he heals. Jesus seems to lament that ‘Unless you people see signs and wonders you will not believe.’ It’s almost as though Jesus is telling us, ‘these corporeal healings? They are not the thing!’

Perhaps Jesus saw that the signs were misdirecting people. God’s glory was looking to them like human glory, like bulging biceps flexed on top of an award podium, like ableism. We cannot expect God’s work, and God’s glory, to look like human work and human glory. This is why I think Jesus is often insisting people keep mum that he healed. Healing is not the point. Don’t get distracted.”

Heather Lanier in her article for the first Sunday of Disabling Lent: An Anti-Ableist Lenten Devotional

Questions for Reflection:

Lanier says she longed for disabled figures who remain disabled within the pages of the Gospels, and she is not the only one. Janet Lees suggests that some of Jesus’s disciples may well have been disabled themselves! What feelings arise in you when you imagine a disabled person encountering Jesus -- and remaining disabled? Are you troubled? surprised? encouraged? How does this idea challenge your own assumptions around disability?

What aspects of God have you constructed in humanity’s image? How can you invite God into your understanding, to help you unpack any ableism, racism, sexism, cissexism, etc. there?

If God’s glory is not like human glory, what is God’s glory like?

Further Reading:

This post on passages from Paul’s letters and disability theology (weakness is strength, and foolishness is wisdom)

This quote from Australian disability advocate Elizabeth Hastings

Disability: The Inclusive Church Resource by John M. Hull (read excerpts here)

“God on Wheels: Disability and Jewish Feminist Theology” by Julia Watts Belser

Video - “Wait, don’t we want a cure for disabilities?” in the Disabled and Blessed YouTube series

This post is part of a Lenten series for 2021, with daily passages shared from various texts on life and death, suffering and solidarity, and faith at the intersections and the margins.

[youarejesting]

Wash out.2 (special)

Banners: @purpleskies1999​ Pairings: Dolphintrainer!Taehyung x SharkDiver!Jin,  Mer!Jimin x Reader, Scientist!Namjoon x MerKing!Jungkook, Mer!Yoongi x Mer!Hoseok. Words: 1k Genre: Mystery, Romance, Comedy, Drama, Fantasy, little bit of Action, Slice of life, Enemies2Lovers, Friends2lovers, Social media au, Fake Texts, Fake Subs.

Summary: Taehyung and his best friend Y/N are Dolphin trainers at Wash Out; Marine Wildlife and Theme Park. When the nerdy marine biologist and resident veterinarian Doctor Kim Namjoon goes missing; the two friends form a ragtag team with Taehyung's rival Seokjin and a…. Fish?

Namjoon swallowed the pills hoping he would be able to keep them down, they were a fast-acting anti-nausea medication. It wasn’t his fault, he just had trouble getting out on the ocean waves without feeling painfully seasick. 

He placed his things inside the locker and everything else he needed was placed in the waterproof ziplock pouch attached to a lanyard around his neck. Before heading out to the dock, the group headed out and to the end of the bay where there were some sharp rocks that tended to catch sick and injured marine life. Between the rocks, the rock pools were quite deep, so it could be anything from a shark or a Jellyfish or a broken surfboard. But, they responded to the call as they always did, and they would care for the animal or just clean out the pools of debris.

The boat was in motion and as such was not causing Namjoon any stress, it was only when the boat stopped and was rocked gently by the waves would it stir in his stomach. He hoped they would never reach their destination, though the hope was short-lived as the boat slowed to a stop and the swaying felt more like churning. Namjoon, saving himself from heaving, jumped into the ocean and swam to the edge of the rock pools looking in, he began inspecting the creature. It was dark and he couldn't really see but, he soon noticed it was a human.

Grief consumed him, "It's a body," Namjoon reported seriously, "this poor young man had most likely drowned and was washed up during the high tide into the--" 

It moved, that couldn't be, his eyes must be playing tricks on him, the man was now facing him, his features were delicate and his eyes seemed to watch and follow Namjoon's movements. Namjoon again passed it off as a trick of the eye and the reflection on the water, or even the froth of the waves, until the thing blinked. Hands reached in to grab the body and that's when he was smacked with something in the face, whatever it was, it was fierce and he felt as if he was going to blackout. 

He had no strength to move under the water, but he was also intrigued by the two figures swimming towards him. The first took his left hand, his reddish hair glowing faintly as the sun broke the water and left small beams of light shining on the two gentlemen. The second smaller and blonde grabbed his right hand and they swam so fast. Namjoon was starting to feel like all the oxygen was being sucked out of his lungs but just as he felt himself seeing black he broke the surface. 

Wherever he was it was night time, it was dark but there was a glow like a thousand stars on the walls, and the two men threw him out of the water and onto the ground and climbed out, this was the moment Namjoon noticed they had fishtails. "Mermaids" He muttered, receiving two glares. "You don't like that term, I am sorry?"

They stood up naked making Namjoon turn red, they wrapped themselves in silk that glistened like the sun on the waves. The redhead draped Namjoon's hands with a piece of similar fabric and he let out a, "oooh so soft..." at the cold watery feel as it touched his skin, before it tightened, binding his hands together. "Oh. I see."

There was a strange clicking and he turned to see the blonde returning his thin legs shaking as if he had just run a marathon and would collapse any second. More importantly and taking up his entire attention span was the clicking coming from two very large and deep blue crabs, They were the size of a miniature pony but twice as stocky, he came closer slowly and began patting the shell of the crustacean with a prominent grin on his face.

He was lifted onto the crab and he almost passed out, this creature was majestic and he was overjoyed with being this close and seeing such a gargantuan version. "You are big boy aren't you, you are so perfect, you are doing amazing"

The two who were leading and sharing a crab were sitting sideways and watching him patting the creature and speaking gibberish, they shared a look and rolled their eyes, heading through the place, there were lanterns filled with crystals that gave off a large green glow and the walls were covered with a blue bioluminescent slime, that seemed to come from snails that were traveling around the large cave painting the walls there houses glowing brightly lighting the whole place.

It was like a scene from a fantasy movie but all Namjoon could think of was studying each organism and creature and looking into their lifestyles. He knew there was so much to learn. He touched the wall and his fingers were covered in the thick glowing slime and he grinned and played with it slowly. 

Namjoon was glad for his notebook and phone, as he would be able to document some of the creatures and sights he saw. He was going to take out his phone from the pouch, and snap some photos when the crabs stopped and he felt the fabric around his hands being pulled. Thanking the creature with a friendly grin he followed after them into an ornate room with big arches and intricate carvings in the crystal pillars that all glowed.

The room was round and directly across from the entrance was a small platform with a tall ornate throne, it seemed to be made of hard crystals but lavished with the soft silk fabric which made it seem quite comfortable. 

Upon the seat was the most beautiful young man Namjoon had ever seen fabric wrapped delicately around his waist a little lower than Namjoon was comfortable with, it showed off the man’s deep adonis belt. His chest and arms were also muscular and Namjoon counted at least six elaborate necklaces and three armbands, the latter looking as if they would snap if he flexed his bicep. His hair was a little shaggy making his features look softer and more androgynous. 

Namjoon was stopped and the men beside him began speaking, in their language, it was melodic, slow, and higher-pitched. Namjoon wondered if it was because they had to communicate underwater that the pitch was raised to cut through the water, he wondered if they had some sort of sonar in their bodies.

The young man on the throne listened to his subordinates, his eyes trailing over Namjoon’s form, making him feel nervous. Many people thought he was funny looking and dressed oddly, they thought his personality was dull and his hobbies and interests were too eclectic to be relatable. He was just waiting for the man on the throne to look at him with the same level of displeasure as others do when they first meet.

But it never happened instead the young man stood from his perch and walked towards him, stopping a few inches shorter than himself Namjoon smiled at him and held out his hand. The young man looked at Namjoon’s hand intrigued but waved him off and he was guided into another chamber and was made to sit in a room that he could only liken to a prison cell. 

Namjoon had been there for what felt like half a day but according to his phone was only a few hours. The young man returned, handing him something wrapped in a leaf, Namjoon took it and frowned, it was seafood and he didn’t particularly like seafood especially since he had met so many nice sea creatures that day he couldn’t stomach it. 

He handed it back shaking his head and the man frowned and tried to demonstrate eating it and handed it back. Namjoon tried he really did but the moment the raw fish touched his lips he vomited in the corner.

The man sighed placing down the leaf of food and rubbed Namjoon’s back in wonder, he looked at Namjoon’s build and tried removing his shirt making Namjoon blush but reluctantly removed his shirt. 

“You all seem to trust skinship, so I will cooperate with your customs” He removed his shirt and dropped it to the floor beside him. The young man’s eyes were big and made him seem so innocent when he looked at Namjoon’s broad chest. He seemed to measure their builds making Namjoon chuckle. “Our builds are quite different, you all seem quite small and lithe for agility when swimming. If you think my shoulders are wide, you should see my best friend, he has very broad shoulders.”

The man in front of him adopted a deeper voice while scrunching his nose playfully. Namjoon rubbed the back of his head bashfully, he must stick out like a sore thumb, a big burly guy with a deep voice amongst these elegant lean creatures who were sweetly spoken.

He lowered his head in a greeting and said something and Namjoon lowered his head and repeated it making him laugh his face lighting up. This perhaps king was cheeky, he liked to play games, or at least this was the impression Namjoon got from him.

It was going to take a while for the two to communicate properly without understanding but the king hummed and kissed him on the lips surprising Namjoon. When the two finally pulled away from the kiss the young man laughed again and said. “I hope now you can understand me, my name is Jeon Jungkook, I am the King of the Merpeople”

“What!?”

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Squid Game’s Scathing Critique of Capitalism

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This Squid Game article contains MAJOR spoilers.

From the very first game of ddakji out in the real world with Train to Busan actor Gong Yoo, Squid Game poses the question: how far would you go for money? How much of your body, your life, would you trade to keep the wolves at bay and to get to live the life you’ve always dreamed? Once you start, could you stop, even if you wanted to? And in the end, would it even be worth it? While Squid Game depicts an attempt to answer these questions taken to the extreme, they are the same essential questions posed to everyone living under capitalism: What kind of job, what terrible hours, what back-breaking labor, what level of abuse, what work/life imbalance will we tolerate in exchange for what we need or want to live? Unlike many examples of this genre, Squid Game is set in our contemporary reality, which makes its scathing critique of capitalism less of a metaphor for the world we live in and more of a literal depiction of life under capitalism.

Squid Game’s Workers

At the most basic level, the entire competition within Squid Game would not exist without extreme financial distress creating a ready pool of players. It’s no coincidence that Gi-hun’s hard times started when he lost his job, followed by violence against the workers who went on strike. Strike-breakers and physical violence against striking workers may feel like an antiquated idea to an American audience. South Korea, however, has something of an anti-labor reputation, with only 10% of its workers in unions and laws limiting unions to negotiating pay, among other restrictions. In the US, the anti-labor fight is alive and well, though transformed, where it takes the shape of the deceptively named “Right to Work” laws, which benefit corporations and make it harder for unions to operate.

As noted in our review, (most of) the players choose to leave and then willingly return to the arena, which separates Squid Game from other entries in the genre like the Hunger Games series and Escape Room. This element of volition contributes to the series’ primary critical goal. As Mi-nyeo and others brought up early on, they’re getting killed in the real world too, but at least inside they might actually get something for their troubles. 

As an anti-capitalist parable, the only ways to fight back or upend the game in some small way are through acts of solidarity or by turning down the allure of the cash. The final clause in the game’s consent form states that the game can end if a majority of players agree to do so. After the brutal Red Light, Green Light massacre in the first, they do exactly that. The election might as well be a union vote. It’s shocking that the contract for the game included an escape clause at all, but it seems the host and his ilk enjoy at least allowing the illusion of free will if nothing else. The players who didn’t return after the first vote to leave the game, though unseen in this narrative, are perhaps the wisest of all. 

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During tug of war, Gi-hun’s team surprises everyone by winning. Their teamwork, unity of purpose, and superior strategy help them defeat a stronger adversary, which is a basic principle of labor organizing, albeit usually not at the expense of the lives of other workers. Player 1 (Il-nam) and Player 240 (Ji-yeong) each find their own way to beat the game by essentially backing out of the competition during marbles. In exchange for friendship and choosing the circumstances of their own deaths, Ji-yeong and Il-nam each make their own, ethically sound choice under this miserable system. Il-nam gets an asterisk since he was never going to die, but he still found a choice beyond merely “kill” or “be killed” by teaching his Gganbu one “last” lesson and helping him continue on in the game. 

In the end, Gi-hun confounds the VIPs and the Front Man by coming to the precipice of victory and simply walking away. Under capitalism, this group of incredibly rich men simply could not understand how someone could come so close to claiming their prize, and choose not to. But for Gi-hun, human life always had greater value. Gi-hun followed (Player 67) Sae-byeok’s advice and stayed true to himself, refusing to actively take anyone’s life, especially not the life of his friend. 

Squid Game’s Ruling Class

Since the competition only exists because of the worst aspects of capitalism, it’s not surprising that in the end, it is itself a capitalist endeavor. Ultra-wealthy VIPs, who mostly seem to be white, Western men, spectate for a price and bet on the game. In their luxury accommodations, they lounge on silent human “furniture” and mistreat service staff. In one notable example, a VIP threatens to kill a server (who the audience knows to be undercover cop Hwang Jun-ho) if he doesn’t remove his mask, even though the VIP knows it would cost the server his life. 

Perhaps most enraging of all is what Player 1, who turns out to actually be the Host, has to say to Gi-hun a year after the game ends. It all circles back to the game’s existential connection to economics; on the one hand, there is the unshakeable link to a population in which a significant portion of people suffer from dire financial woes. On the other hand, there is the Host and his cronies, the ultra-rich who are so bored from their megarich lives that they decided to bet on deadly human bloodsport for fun just so they could feel something again, as though they were betting on horses. 

In spite of the enormous gulf between the two, the Host attempts to draw comparisons between the ultra-wealthy and the extreme poor, saying both are miserable. His little joke denies the reality of hunger, early death, trauma, and many other ways that being poor is actively harmful, both physically and mentally. It’s the kind of slow death that makes risking a quick one in the arena seem reasonable. He and his buddies were just kind of bored. Moreover, the Host denies the role of economic coercion in players taking part in the game, insisting that everyone was there of their own free will. But what free will can there be for people who owe millions, with families at home to care for and creditors at their back, when someone comes along and offers a solution, even a dangerous one? Anyone who has taken a dodgy job offer to get away from a worse one, or because they’re unemployed and the rent and college loans are due, knows that there is a limit to how truly free our choices can be when we need money, especially if there’s little to no safety net. 

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Throughout the series, it is clear that someone had to be funding Squid Game at a high level. Unlike science fiction or fantasy takes, the show is grounded in our current reality, so the large-scale, high-tech obstacles and the island locale must have cost a pretty penny. Of course for any who see it as unrealistic, consider the example of Jeffrey Epstein, a man who bought an island from the US government and ran a sexual abuse and human trafficking ring not entirely disimilar (though far more pedestrian in its purpose) from this one. 

The Host is able to pay for everything because he works in – you guessed it – banking. It’s a profession where he gained wealth by moving capital around. Given the Korean debt crisis – South Korea has the highest household debt in the world, both in size and growth – his profession makes him a worthy villain, in the same way the Lehman Brothers were after the 2008 crash. The bank executive calls in Gi-hun to offer him investment products and services, because of course someone with 45 billion won can accrue significantly more money passively, and who wouldn’t want that? Gi-hun’s decision to walk away is a callback to his earlier attempt to walk away from Squid Game when millions of dollars was within his grasp.

Throughout the series, the people running the game actively pit the players against one another in much the same way capitalism pits workers against one another. Whether they’re giving the players less food to encourage a fight overnight, the daily influx of cash every time another player dies, or giving them knives for the evening, the mysterious people pulling the strings want the players to fight each other like crabs in a barrel so they can’t work together to figure out what’s going on or take on the guys in red jumpsuits. Though there are notable examples of the players working together to succeed, it is always within the rules of the system. It is never treated as a viable or likely option for the players to team up and take the blood money literally hanging over their heads or to prevent death, merely to redirect it or choose how they will die. No, to win that, they must play the Squid Game’s rules. 

In our society, this kind of worker-vs-worker rhetoric takes the form of employers telling workers their workload is harder or they can’t go on vacation or get a raise because of fellow employees who leave or go on maternity leave.. In reality, these are all normal aspects of managing a business that employers should plan for, and their failure to do so is not the fault of their workers. Much like in Squid Game, it benefits managers and owners if workers are too busy being mad at each other to have time or energy to fight the system and those who make unjust rules in the first place. 

Squid Game’s Managers

The Front Man insists the game is fair, gruesomely hanging the dead bodies of those involved in the organ harvesting scheme because they traded medical knowledge for advanced intel on the game. However, like capitalism, there are many ways that the system is clearly rigged, no matter what the people at the top insist. There’s the obvious corruption in the organ harvesting ring, but even at its “purest” form, the game is not equitable. Sometimes the managers and soldiers in red jumpsuits stand by when unfair things happen, like Deok-su and his cronies stealing food. At other times, the people in charge intervene in player squabbles, like enforcing nonviolence during marbles and elections but encouraging violence at other times. They especially set things up to their own advantage, such as cutting the lights so the players couldn’t see the glass in the penultimate game, or the way they set up the election. Everyone knew how everyone else voted, they shared the total amount of money immediately beforehand, in an attempt to sway votes, calling to mind Amazon’s scare tactics before the recent unionization vote.

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Ultimately, much like any manager/employer, the Front Man’s insistence on fairness has nothing to do with the actual value of equality, but rather the capitalist need to ensure betters are happy with the stakes and their chance at a favorable outcome. 

Even the workers, soldiers and managers in red jumpsuits, who seem to be in charge, are ultimately only in power (and alive) so long as they serve the needs of the system. Like so many low-level managers, many wield their tiny amount of power ruthlessly, shooting players with impunity or running their organ harvesting side gig. It soon becomes clear that they’re as expendable as players, if not moreso, and the Front Man shoots them without hesitating. A player asks (and it’s too bad we never learned) what “they” did to the people in red jumpsuits to get them to run this game, but it’s not too hard to guess. They seem to be very young men, who likely needed money and wouldn’t be missed if they never returned. 

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The biggest trick capitalism ever pulled was convincing workers it’s a zero-sum game, that anything we want but don’t have is the fault of someone else who “took it” from us. Within the game, that means every player was a living obstacle to the money, and that Gi-hun should kill his childhood friend to succeed and celebrate when he’s done. But as we see after he “wins,” even without taking Sang-woo’s life himself, the money isn’t worth it. The greater success would have been both men walking out of the arena alive.

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I HAVE MORE SKY: COTL THEORIES (+ Mini theories and personal headcanons)

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The mini theories are put in-between the bigger ones, and are colored.

They're put before a theory that might connect with them, and the title of the theory connected to the mini-theories are colored with the same color.

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PART 1: M O R E THEORIES

people who makes these theories should get a PhD in Sky Lore

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1. Sky Kids = Eden Elder Theory

Winged Light are left behind by Child of Light, who appears in the intro in the place for the Eden elder. In Eden before we die we give winged light to fallen skykids as replacement souls. If skykid souls are made of bits of the long lost Eden elder's soul, then you could say that skykids are all collectively the new incarnation of the Eden elder. 

The reason we "shepherd the light through the storm" is because we need to bring all skykids back home so that the final star is reunited with the light. 

In the intro the light that falls down to awaken the skykids is coming from just above where the Eden elder was, implying that this is when the king finally died, spreading some bits of his soul across the realms (winged light), while the rest of his soul pieces became the souls of skykids. When they say the Eden elder is beyond saving, I think he died a lot more recently than we expect: at the start of the game. 

This theory also explains why Child of Light and children of light have such similar names: because they're parts of the same thing. Basically skykids are a result of the king relinquishing his past form and 'starting over' to bring an era of unity rather than selfishness.

Mini 1: Eden was a haven of civilization. Whatever happened in Eden lead to their downfall

Mini 2: Corrupted King/Eden Elder. In one of the Tomcepts (Concept Art by Tom Zhao) there is a drawing of a corrupted king. The King is corrupted by the darkness and is now in Eden

2. Project Ark Theory (somewhat connected to the Eden Stormlock Diamond Theory)

Based off of some concept arts, a massive ark was being built. An ark large enough to hold an entire civilization, so that they could all return home(to the stars/space/orbit). Since they were already used flying boats for transportation, why wouldn’t a huge ark do the same? The ark was planned to land in eden, because it was the highest point of the kingdom(it’s closer to their true home). To help power the ark, they built a massive diamond. Something went wrong and the diamond broke. Things turn black/red and everything falls apart.

If including the King…

The King watched over the ark project(like god watching over noah building the ark). Assuming that he cared about his kingdom, he wants all of his people to return to the stars. Maybe while the ark was being built, cities were also being built in eden(explanation of the presence of pipes and steel beams in Eden).

Some aspects of the concept art suggested that the King IS Eden. The King probably got greedy because of the abundance of light and materials produced from the ark project. He became corrupted possibly due to the dark stones ability to work with light and he turned into the Storm. Maybe there was too much light being added to the dark stone, more than it could handle.

The King becomes the Storm, the ark project is abandoned, and so was eden. The dark stones become more corrupted and turn red. The stones gain the ability to suck light out of things. Eventually, the huge diamond that was built becomes corrupted too and splits , spurting out dark energy.

3. Stormlock Diamond Creation

The Creation of the Big Diamond Eye

The spirits/elders wanted to create something more powerful than the blue diamonds. Blue diamonds needs to be powered with light to function. The blue diamonds cannot harness light itself. The blue diamonds have to be recharged manually repeatedly.

The spirits only had so much light(only what’s inside themselves and inside creatures of light). Where/How are they gonna get more light?

Where did light come from initially? The Megabird.

The Megabird is linked to the kingdom through a giant beam of light reaching up from Eden. The beam has likely been there since the beginning of time and is a source of infinite light. For a long time, no one had been able to tap into that much raw energy because it’s extremely powerful.

Whoever created the Diamond Eye wanted to siphon that infinite energy/light directly into a diamond to be stored and used like a giant battery that could power the entire kingdom. Maybe they believed that since civilization has advanced so much, they would be able to create something stronger than any diamond they had built before. As a backup measure to prevent the Diamond Eye from overflowing, they created concentrated forms of darkness(red crystal rocks) and attached it to the Diamond. The darkness would suck out any extra light that the Diamond couldn’t store. They thought it would be enough to stop a potential surge of energy from pouring out of the Diamond Eye. But of course, they were wrong. The red crystals didn’t just prevent the Diamond from exploding, they actually caused the Diamond Eye to siphon light at a faster rate than it could handle, resulting in a huge explosion of massive energy, scattering shards of red crystal and shockwaves of darkness that spread throughout the kingdom, corrupting creatures and killing the ancestors(currently spirits). After the explosion, an infinite vacuum was created(taking in light and everything around it, stirring in a huge storm).

4. Rebel Wasteland theory (possibly connected to the Two Shields Theory)

Golden Wasteland was the second most industrialized realm (first would be Eden) in the sky world and possibly the most militarised one (four out of six spirits are military, and there are soldier statues at the entrance corridor to the broken temple).

For it’s potential to be a threat, especially due to its proximity to Eden, the King fills the realm with his statues (there are 9 in total - 2 of them broken in half - not counting the turrets atop the GW temple) as a way to assert his position of leadership over the land.

Then the anti-power diamond movement started and, considering the polluted water, it must have been stronger in Wasteland than any other realm. So the people there start a strike on diamond mass production, threatening the entire line of production, and, when the king send his men in to end it, the GW spirits are backed by their Elder.

There starts the civil war with GW troop’s winning at first, and it ends with the king using his giant diamond to level wasteland (the level of destruction there is comparable only to Eden, and hardly was caused by only men-to-men combat). But by doing so, the king corrupts his giant diamond, leading to the eventual fall of Eden and the spread of darkness to all the other remaining realms.

PART 2: PERSONAL HEADCANONS AND THEORIES

1. The krills are corrupted whales. No proof except that they look similar

2. The darkness is slowly killing the krills and dark crabs.

The krills have dark particles dropping from their body, and the dark crabs have the same particles on their body. These particles are very similar to the one we see when our Skykids are dying in Stormlock Eden, after we lost all of our Winged Lights.

After we die, the dark particles drop down to the ground and disappear.

This makes me believe that these particles are slowly killing the krills and crabs.

3. The King is just the Prince on a mech.

You see this?

Look at the King's head.

It's just the prince on a gigantic mech.

GET IN THE ROBOT ALEF

[fanonskeletonstuff]

CPAU: DisCo

pls kno im not a serious writer thank;; also it’s my replies only, i didnt share anyone elses (unless they want to share killer and his s/o’s whole thread along with the sideplots, i dont wanna paste their replies without permission tho i plan not to)

this may include othertale spoilers and rahafwabas’ killer!sans comic references

gonna put this on wattpad too

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Dust explores the CP. he sees Color and his rainbow cracked skull is the first thing he catches. Color sees him back and walks to him first. “heya. i see you’re about to cause trouble.”

“wh... what? pfff...” Dust is surprised Color already knows who he is. “i can’t if this is some large christmas gathering. isnt it on christmas, you have to be well... GOOD???”

Color jumps back from the yell. “of course you have to. but, you’re one of those sanses, so i can’t stop ya.” Then, he realizes something. “say, aren’t you killer’s friend? have you two met before?”

Dust remembers who Killer is. “ohhh, that man?? yeah, we had to date once during our bad sanses sleepover. horror held the event cause it was halloween at the time.”

“huh... well, this is dangerous of me, i’m talkin’ to ya and anytime you might just kill me.” Color chuckles. “however, I know sanses can control themselves. I know killer can. he thinks i have to kill him, but it’s just wrong. i think he can change. he doesnt have to fuel himself with thoughts of murdery.”

Dust feels roasted. “WOW?? heheheh!! you’re so smart those colors must be how high your IQ is!”

“heheh, oh, that. so, here’s my story. i absorbed souls in a genocide timeline. i was about to die, so it’s the only thing i had to do. that’s why i look like that... that...”

Color gets interrupted by Dance, who teleported next to him. “uhhh...”

//OH NO COLOR X DANCE CRACK SHIP ALERT CAUSE COLOR!SANS LOOKS LIKE THOSE LED LIGHTS THAT SWITCH COLOR TO COLOR AHSJSJSK

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“heya. you’re quite the party lights in here.” Dance is getting the gay feeling.

“oh, heheh, wow, huh?” Color feels awkward. “heyy, i know you! you’re that shy dancer who doesn’t get much stage fright the more he gets used to dancing. hip hop, right?”

“yep. yeah, that’s my genre.” Dance blushes. “what AU are you, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“i’m from othertale. fun fact, the AU’s not about me! i’m pretty much undyne’s supporting character.” Color laughs.

“cool...” Dance likes him- “i like your colors. where’d you get your lights?”

“oh, i was just explaining to dust pal here I got it from human souls. i, um, absorbed ‘em. needed it cause i was aboutta die.”

“that must be risktaking of you for your own life, c...” Dance winks, his left eye open. “hey, maybe we should... dance, sometime...”

Dust laughs at Color and Dance, gives a hard pat on Color’s shoulder. “uh oh, GAY alert!!!” Phantom!Papyrus is probably shook at this point.

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“heh... sorry to say, but you’re too nice and popular to be with me.” Color answers. “I, um... already had letters with someone. kinda like dust, but...”

“it’s ok. if i dance too much, that’s when the beats go off.” Dance understands.

“yeah... honestly, he’d kill you if he sees you. If he were in this party and you say that to me... he’ll overthink his actions and end up on a killing spree.”

Dance knows who he’s talking about. “wait. you don’t mean... how...???”

“how?”

“how... how is he with you? wait, i must be assuming. who are you with, but not really?”

— — —

“u-uh... he likes... someone else, n-n-now...” Dance being the shy sweatpants boi he is puts on his hood blushing. “sorry, i said too much...”

“o-oh, no problem! killer chose me anyway, but i only chose him back cause he wants me to be his guy...de.” Color winks for the pun. guy-de for ‘guide’ lol.

— — —

Then, Color says his name.

“killer. he told me everything about himself. personally. there was no one else but me and him. like an error in his anti-void.”

“oh, uh... he’s h-here, actually...” Dance hesitates. “wait... i still have more to say...”

“ok.”

Dust walks out of the conversation, continuing to follow Red.

Red sees Killer being cute. “ah *shoes*-//“

he notices himself getting his words censored and thats embarrassing. “WHAT THE-////“

— — —

Color and Dance walks in.

“hey, what’s happening here?” Color asks.

“hi red...” Dance waves. “i hope your anger management’s doing well.”

Red’s starting to think he’s gonna have a BIG WHOOP. “OK, what’s goin’ on here?! who set this?! cigar’rus?!” he mentions US!Pap, the host of the therapy closet session.

— — —

Killer sees Dust and feels a bit scarEd. “hiya.”

“welcome to the party, that goes to the three of you....” Dance still shying out tho.

“hey buddy red. tough day? i heard you yelling back there.” Color helps Red.

“ya heard nothin, newbie!” Red nervously laughs. “feel like imma get stabbed by that dust guy there! or any of those funkers!”

Killer breaks up with Color 3 2 1-

“sir’s probably lookin’ for us, we should find a way out.” Dust puts a hand around Killer.

Killer blushes. “wait...// im still wearing this.”

Dust lets go. “ohhh’kayyy, take your time...”

Killer rubs both of his sleeves until he sees Color. “color....?”

“uh...” Color stops hiding behind Dance, holds Dance’s hand, and blushes. “yeah, it’s me.”

Dance blushes back, HE A HERMIT CRAB//) “(c-color, whuh)”

“long time no see.”

“heheh... i heard you found someone else, so... hey, it’s okay! if he can help you, honestly, i just said yes so i could control you. and, uh, manipulation is one of the bad things in relationships, right? so...”

Killer listens to Color. “don’t feel bad.”

“i’m gonna walk off cause i don’t wanna get caught. oh, and one more thing.” Color shows Killer he’s holding Dance’s hand. “once you see it, you can ditch me.”

“s-s-sorry/////“ Dance mutters while hiding in his hood hiding away his blue blushy flustering face.

last one: shoutout to outer sans being a fluffy pillow to the bad sanses out there uwu

Outer, still next to RainbowKill, looks at Dust while Color and Dance walk away together. Not only he should help Killer calm down, but maybe him too. He probably has a certain goal to calm down most Sanses that used to be good. Yep, still the most relaxed Sans AU.

[solarwriting]

When In Venice

Plane Rides II

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Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader x Michelle Jones (eventually)

Warnings: Language, slight? homophobia/biphobia

Taglist: (let me know if you want to be added) @ludwigvonbaethoven @hayadora

Note: This series loosely follows the events of spiderman ffh, so read at your own spoiler risk!

Finally, after 9 hours, everyone was exciting the plane, Peter and Ned walking side by side. “Did you see Brad and MJ on the plane? They were watching movies and laughing almost the whole time.”

Ned stopped walking and looked at Peter, “Come on, man. It’s not that bad. I saw that Y/n was watching too and it seemed like Brad wasn’t getting the attention he wanted because of her.”

As they continued walking, the duo could see MJ and Y/n walking side by side laughing together, their arms brushing against each others’ lightly. “Hey, babe, can you hold this for me?” Betty asked Ned as she caught up with the pair. Peter’s face scrunched in confusion as Ned explained how he was a man and no longer a bachelor. 

A few feet ahead, MJ and Y/n were walking towards baggage check. “What are your plans for Venice?” MJ asked.

Before Y/n could answer Flash walked past with his phone in his face, “We are now in the airport in Venice! We’re about to go to our hotel that Mr. Harrington said would be luxury! I am psyched!”

Y/n let a short breath out of her nose, “To get away from that.” MJ laughed at her comment and bumped her shoulder into Y/n’s lightly, warmth rising to both girls’ faces. They made brief eye contact before quickly looking away and picking up the pace to catch up with the group.

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The group were herded to a boat where they were taken to their hotel, everyone buzzing with excitement at the hotel Mr. Harrington had continually hyped for weeks leading up to the trip.

“Is it that one?” Betty asked pointing to a lavish building to the left of the water, it was at least five stories and each room seemed to have a large, arched window with small balconies.

“No. Ours is just up ahead, and it’s even better!” Mr. Harrington explained, enthused. The boat slowly drifted and stopped at a dingy, rundown building that seemed it had taken flood damage.

“We’re here. They must be doing sum upgrades.” Mr. Harrington said, unsure. Y/n lifted her phone up to her face, leaning towards MJ to get her in the picture. MJ glanced at the phone and gave it a small smile as Y/n took a few pictures. Y/n glanced at Peter who just looked away from looking in her and MJ’s direction before looking at MJ, who also looked at Peter. Peter looked back at the two girls and heat coated the trio’s faces and it definitely wasn’t from the European heat.

The group eventually got into the hotel where Mr. Harrington stepped in flood water, “This place is sinking.” Flash commented with a grimace. 

“You mean charming.” Mr. Harrington corrected as he continued into the building, the group following suit.

“Yeah, a charming dump.” Y/n commented earning two small laughs from MJ and Peter (the only two who heard her). They were all lead into their rooms where everyone put their stuff away, MJ and Y/n sharing a room because of budgeting. Ned and Peter also shared a room. 

~

Everyone was off, exploring the foreign area of Venice (Saint Marco Polo’s Square): Flash was vlogging (and apparently playing a brutal game of nut-tap with his friends), Betty and Ned were getting a caricature done Mr. Harrington lost his camera, a larger part of the group was going around and talking selfies, Peter ran off to some store which left Y/n with MJ… and Brad.

MJ held her arms out as pigeons perched on her, laughing Y/n and Brad took pictures of her. Y/n bumped into Brad trying to get him to take the hint and leave but that only made him more determined. He stood up straighter and took another photo of MJ moving so he stood in front of Y/n, blocking her shot of MJ. This interaction went unnoticed by MJ as she was focused on the flock of birds on and around her, light laughs escaping her lips.

Y/n sighed walked up to MJ, Brad still attempting to take pictures of her. Some pigeons flew away as she approached, “Hey, I’m going to go look at the shops really quick, I’ll catch up with you later.” Y/n explained, her eyes squinted due to the brightness of the afternoon. 

“Yeah, that’s okay.” MJ nodded, pigeons around her flapping their wings. Y/n turned around and walked off towards the shops. Maybe she could find some espresso for her and MJ.

“Hey, Y/n! Wait up.” Brad called as he caught up with her. She continued to walk trying to ignore him before giving in, “What?”

“What’s your deal with MJ.” Brad asked, his arms crossed. 

At the point the two had stopped walking. “Excuse me?” 

“What the hell is your deal with MJ, why are can’t you let me have alone time with her?” Brad asked, her words more aggravated.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, w-we’re just friends,” Y/n began,wincing internally at the description of friends, “We hang out because of it,I guess.”

Y/n shrugged as she tried to start walking again, Brad stopped her by grabbing her arm. “Do not fucking touch me.” Y/n seethed, ripping her arm out of Brian’s grasp. 

Brian’s face contorted in anger and annoyance, “What’s you’re deal? Are you gay or something?” Brad must have seen the shock cross Y/n’s face because he continued, “Are you in love with her?” He laughed, “That’s never going to fucking happen because you’re just a lesbian she’ll want nothing to so with.”

“I’m not a lesbian,” Y/n mumbled, trying to move away from him.

“What what’s that?” Y/n ignored his question, opting to turn on her heal and move into the crowd. She blended in and followed it to the center, near the stairs where she saw MJ and Peter. 

She jogged up behind them, “Boh.” 

MJ glanced at Y/n and smiled, “Hate to break it to you but I already told him about it.” 

“Damn.” Y/n sighed lightheartedly, moving to walk in the same rhythm as the two on the opposite side of Peter.

A man walked in front of the trio, trying to push of of them to buy a rose before Y/n and MJ both said, “Boh.” The man’s face instantly changed and he was gone.

“Boh is my new superpower. It’s like the anti aloha. I was born to say this word.” MJ smiled. 

Y/n noticed the bag Peter poorly tried to hide, she nudged him with her elbow, “What’s in the bag?” 

“Oh um, boh.”

“Nice.” Y/n and MJ approve in unison before MJ noticed crabs crawling up the pillars of the dock. 

“Cool.” She muttered, crouching to take a picture, looking back at Peter and Y/n momentarily before returning her gaze to her phone. Y/n noticed water on the street get sucked into a grate, she looked at Peter who seemed to have noticed it as well. His eyebrows furrowed, his face mirroring Y/n’s confusion. 

Everything seemed frozen for a moment before an enormous wave erupted out of the canal, sending people scattering. Y/n and Peter sprung into action as Italian citizens and their friends screamed in panic. 

[purafinzione]

can pregnant women eat crab legs

Crabs are some of the most popular and widely caught in the sea, and although there are thousands of different types of crabs around the world, there are few species that are commonly followed as a food source, and few are grown in crab hatcheries for more controlled planting. Scientifically, crabs are shelled from an intraorder called Brachyura and have a hard exoskeleton and two claws.

The crab exoskeleton must first be broken and separated to access the nutritious meat underneath, and in some larger species, the amount of meat in it may stop you. But you should consume a due to mercury. Crab meat is often found in menus around the world, but it's more than just a delicious entree. Crab meat is full of essential oils, nutrients and minerals that are essential for the normal functioning of the human body.

Crab meat is very healthy but has less meat. İf you have a big crab you can eat legs meats but can pregnant women eat crab legs? Crab legs contain too much sodium. so it is harmful for pregnant women. It can raise blood pressure and harm cholesterol patients.

Improves Our Bone Health

Following calcium, it is the most common mineral in the human body and is a very important element in teeth and bones. Fortunately, almost all crabmeat is high in phosphorus concentration, making it an important food for people who want to “bone” it. If you are at high risk for osteoporosis or are aging and want to guarantee an active lifestyle in the future, high-phosphorus foods such as crabs are very important.

 Many good things are not going to be so good during this time. However, this is not the case with crabs. The good news is that the U.S. Food and Drug Administration (FDA) has classified crab as healthy for the expectation of mothers . https://www.kidschildrenshealth.com/can-pregnant-women-eat-crab/

Increases Mental Effectiveness

With a variety of nutrients such as copper, vitamin B2, selenium, and omega-3 fatty acids, the crab is a great food for the cognition and activity of your nervous system.

Protects Our Heart

Crab meat is noticeably higher in omega-3 fatty acids, and while many people assume that all fat is bad for them, omega-3s are actually the “good” ones that balance your cholesterol levels and promote anti-inflammatory activity in the body. This can lower blood pressure, reduce strain in the heart, and prevent the development of atherosclerosis. This can reduce your risk of a heart attack.

 Eliminates inflammation

There are many minerals and nutrients in the crab meat that can reduce inflammation in the body, including omega-3 fatty acids, copper and selenium. If you have arthritis, gout, or gastrointestinal inflammation problems, you can try crab meat in consultation with your doctor.

Boosts Immunity

Considering the threshold of pathogens and possible diseases that attack it every day, the body's immune system needs all the help it can get. Selenium is directly linked to stimulating immune system activity and also acts as an antioxidant to protect the body from chronic diseases. Antioxidants can search for and neutralize free radicals that can cause cellular mutation. Selenium is found in crab meat, along with riboflavin, in important concentrations that also increase antioxidant production in the body.

[psychicmedium14]

Anti-Anxiety Advice From the Stars

Stress is a feeling of emotional or physical tension. It can come from any event or thought that makes you feel frustrated, angry, or nervous. Stress is your body's reaction to a challenge or demand. Stress plays a role in the lives of everyone. What stressess you out and how can you fix it? Consult the stars to find the best anti-stress strategy for your zodiac sign!

♈

Aries:

Your dynamic nature keeps your energy bubbling over the edge throughout the whole day, no matter how exhausting it is. Unfortunately, at times it runs out, and you simply can’t afford to feel weak and vulnerable. Is it even legal that a Kryptonian like you needs a rest?

The stars advise that you stop stressing about the unfinished tasks you can’t yet accomplish. Even a super human needs a little time off, so make it a rule to give at least one day a week to doing absolutely nothing and letting life go on without your assistance.

♉

Tuarus:

You take a special pride in being perceived as a competent expert. But learning and making things in an efficient way requires time. So, you start panicking at the perspective of failing to achieve a goal you set for yourself in time before you make the first step.

Another weakness of yours lies in the fear of hurting someone’s feelings or failing to find a compromise. You just need to stop that and cut yourself some slack. To err is human, right? You are a wonderful person, and a mistake or two won’t make you less worthy.

♊

Gemini:

You can’t stand human stubbornness, slowness, or stupidity. In fact, these things can drive a normally good-natured Gemini mad. If a reckless driver cuts you off or takes any other dumb move, your stress readings go off the scale.

Minor mistakes like a misspelled or mispronounced word produce a similar effect. The stars advise that you harness your anger by joining a yoga class or engaging in any other calming activity on a regular basis.

♋

Cancer:

Feeling safe is a vital necessity for Cancer. You manage to keep a poker face thanks to your thick crab shell, but this does not mean that bitter criticism, conflicts or silent treatment do not bother you at all. In fact, you are deeply affected.

Do not hide your feelings. Keeping things to yourself and nursing your stress will only give you an ulcer. No one can read your mind and tell what you’re feeling if you doing everything possible to conceal it. So, the stars advise that you open up to people.

♌

Leo:

You need to feel in control of everything that happens in your life. A power cut or a simple computer breakdown can change your disposition from cheerful to desperate in no time. Losing things and having no clue about where they might be produces a devastating effect.

In fact, a positive event like falling in love can throw you off your tracks, too – you are not used to feeling vulnerable. The stars advise that you just let things happen and see where it will take you to if you want to know what happiness feels like.

♍

Virgo:

You are a born thinker – and it serves you no good. Brooding over things makes you anxious, because you need to think of a million possible scenarios before you actually try something new. Seeing the ones you love struggle with pain or circumstance is another stress factor for Virgo.

Don’t work yourself up! Plunge into an unfamiliar activity to avoid anticipation, or make a thorough plan instead of vague suppositions. Do not try to fix other people’s issues. Your visualization skills are a powerful problem-solving tool; just imagine a positive outcome and believe in it wholeheartedly.

♎

Libra:

You simply can’t stand unfairness, but keep failing to deal with it in an efficient way at the moment when it happens. You either overreact or keep miserable silence, only to gnaw yourself later and think of all the witty cues you could have said in reply.

Disengage! Try to act in the moment and give a calm response, short and sweet. Avoid confrontation or accusations; just let people understand your position.

♏

Scorpio:

You are a sensitive person, but you don’t let others know about it. This is why being shouted at or just exposed to loud noise is so stressful for you. Privacy is another key concept in your life, and being deprived of it makes you feel tense and nervous.

One more thing that gives you anxiety is deadlines. Being in a hurry serves you no good, so make sure people understand it. Set the boundaries and do your best to explain that you want no one to invade the space inside them – it is your private domain.

♐

Sagittarius:

Being stuck in traffic makes you anxious, because you like to be on the move. Sitting out various formal events and work-related meetings is no better – behaving in a proper way is certainly not your strong suit. Conforming to the rules or acting within a rigid time framework stresses you out.

The stars advise that you spend enough time outside, in the open, not limited by any borders. Free-spirited and willful, you need to give your Sagittarian nature an outlet to avoid feeling constrained.

♑

Capricorn:

You are your own stress factor! Setting goals that are too hard to achieve and failing to meet your own expectations makes you feel frustrated.

The only way out from the psychological trap you set for yourself is to stop asking yourself “What if” and dreaming of things that cannot be achieved. Do not put your life off to a later day. Learn to enjoy the moment and relax – you are sure to find plenty of time and opportunities even on a busiest day.

♒

Aquarius:

You seem aloof, but in fact you enjoy it when things go exactly in the way you want them to. For you, actions must always be justified by reasons, so if you can’t explain why you have to do a certain thing, it drives you insane. So do the attempts to bend your will.

Another thing you can’t stand is the pressure of time – there seems to be too little of it to jam everything you are planning to do inside. Surprisingly enough, the stars advise that you slow down. You’ll achieve better results if you feel relaxed.

♓

Pisces:

You are not a public person, so the situations where you have to speak or do something in front of an audience stress you out. Surrounded by loud people and sounds, you feel vulnerable, dismayed or even sick because you are afraid of this unsolicited invasion into your life.

Make “This too shall pass” your mantra for anxiety inducing circumstances. Don’t worry – you’ll have plenty of time to reflect on your emotions after the event, to discharge the unstable negative energy you are filled with at the moment.

[anastasiaskarsgard]

X marks the spot

Part 4

-Brooke POV

Mid summer

I am not wearing matching bra and panties! I am wearing a nude bra and neon black and pink , with hearts, boy shorts. I am not prepared for this.

I hope he has condoms. He must. He is like king of the fuckboys. I bet he has one of those fishbowls with different flavors of condoms. What am I doing? I couldn’t help but laugh.

“What’s so funny?” Mark asked.

Oh god was I just sitting here laughing like a weirdo? Smooth Brooke. Smooth. “I’m just laughing at how drastically everything has changed in like 3 hours. I got wasted with your stalker, and then she assaulted us. you saved me from her, and I have her shoe and her man.” I snapped my fingers sassily. “And now you’re going to show me why all these bitches are trippin over you, and fuck me into oblivion.”

“Oblivion?”

“OBLIVION MARK! Did I fucking stutter?!” I covered my mouth. I looked over at him, and to my surprise he was laughing.

“You’re fucking face when you said oblivion. Omg baby, you’re the most amazing, adorable girl I’ve ever met.” He stopped at a red light and leaned over the center console and gently pulled my face over and gave me the sweetest gentlest kiss.

I couldn’t help but smile and he did too. We laughed at ourselves and reluctantly pulled apart when the light turned green.

This boy was good. If I didn’t know any better I’d think he was really into me, but guys like Mark are just good at making girls feel special. He knew just what to do and say, to get in my pants. Then I’d never hear from him again, but I didn’t care. He was so hot. This was happening. Sarah wouldn’t be that mad for nothing.

We pulled up in front of an adorable cottage style home, with a large fenced in yard. There were giant rose bushes crawling up covering the front porch, and there was even a porch swing.

“Shut the front door! Mark you have a porch swing?”

“It came with the house.” He blushed.

“I’m gonna pretend you just said you went and bought it for when I came over to drink sweet tea and sing songs about sad people.”

“You caught me.” He quipped as he hopped out and opened the door for me. He took my hand to make sure I was steady and then brought me in for a deep kiss. His hands were at each side of my face and then he stopped and looked at me. His smile was infectious. “I’m so happy you’re here. You are so fucking beautiful.”

“Ditto. This is pretty PDA. I thought you were anti labels and PDA.”

“When did I say that?”

“On your Twitter.” I said before I could stop myself. I internally smacked myself.

“Did you creep my twitter? Now who’s a stalker?” He asked with a big shitty grin on his face.

“I wanted to know about you.” I said shyly.

He grabbed my hand and led me in the house. It was cleaner than I thought it’d be. Very comfortable and cosy actually. Still had the obligatory gigantic flat screen but besides that, it was very mature.

“Drink a water.” Mark said leading me in the kitchen and handing me a bottle of water from the fridge.

I drank the water all the way down, I hadn’t realized how thirsty I was. I smashed the bottle and shot it in the garbage can across the kitchen and made it. “She got game!” I said with a smirk.

I looked over at Mark and he was all serious. He pulled me over and looked at my face, and then pet my hair, as he held me, and looked me over. It was sweet but i wanted to get this show on the road.

I took my dress off in one swoop and stood before him in my mismatched ghetto glory. He hissed and let air slowly out of his mouth as he unclasped my bra and freed my breasts. He was so eager.

He picked me up and put me on the counter, as he started to kiss my breasts, licking and gently biting. I dug my fingers into his beautiful hair. I loved his hair. He worked his way down my stomach and peppered my thighs with kisses before gently nibbling at my pussy over my underwear.

He looked up at me with those big green eyes and for a moment I wished he really did genuinely like me. In a perfect world... what was I saying? I needed to keep emotions out of this.

“Take me to your bedroom. I want you inside me. I’ve been dreaming about it for so long. “ I whined.

Mark let out a low growl, as he stood up and wrapped my legs around his waist, carrying me to his room.

He gently placed me on the bed, and stripped down to only his boxers. He looked really great like this. Like really great. “Do you have a condom Mark?”

“Absolutely.”

“I don’t know what kind of lethal ass crotch crickets you got haunting your undies.”

“Really? Crotch crickets? Are those like crabs?”

“No they’re like tiny samurai fighters that protect you from STDs.” I said laughing at my own joke, as I made mock karate moves and noises.

“Wow. Are you sure you can make decisions right now to do it?”

I took my underwear off and shot them across the room by the elastic. I looked him in his eyes and stopped laughing, as I bit my bottom lip. I laid back spreading my legs a bit, so he had a full view of everything. I always have felt comfortable with my body, and I could see he was into me.

He whimpered and climbed on top of me kissing me aggressively. I loved his little whines and whimpers. He took his underwear off to reveal his much larger than I would have guessed cock. It was long like him, but girthy too.

All of a sudden I was a little nervous. That was a lot of dick. I bit my lip as he rolled the condom over his memeber. He looked into my eyes. “Are you ready pretty girl?”

I nodded my head, and smiled what I hope was confidently.

He rubbed his cock on my folds and gently pushed it inside me. I was very wet, but it was a snug fit. At first I felt like I was going to split in two, but gradually, it felt amazing.

I was shocked that he was being so gentle. I kinda figured him to be the type to just pound away. It felt so wonderful stretching around him as he slowly moved in and out of me.

“Are you ok?” He asked, scanning my face.

“Ya.” I moaned. I didn’t want him to stop. I was climbing steadily to my peak. His concern was somehow turning me on even more.

“You’re so fucking hot, I don’t know how long I’m going to last though.” He chuckled and then laid a slow tender kiss on my lips, still making firm thrusts. He was so tender.

He picked himself up on his haunches so he could see himself sliding in and out of me. He started to rub circles across my clit as he slowly went in and out. “Cum for me beautiful.”

“I don’t know if I can.” I said coyly. No guy has ever made me come but Mark was already farther ahead than anyone ever was.

He parted his beautiful lips and had the most determined look on his face. The way his fingers and cock were working together was getting me closer and closer to losing control.

“You are so fucking gorgeous. I’ll never get sick of seeing you like this. You’re perfect.” He said sincerely and that was it. Flashes of white, and the most intense orgasm I’d ever had, rolled through me.

I needed his kiss, so I grabbed him roughly by the hair and dragged him down into a passionate kiss. Still riding out my waves of pleasure, my pussy clinched down on him causing him to release as well. He moaned my name, as he got goosebumps all across his skin.

He flopped down next to me and pulled me into a cuddle. He looked at me through hooded lids and said dreamily “you make me so happy.”

I was so tired. “I’m sleepy.I’m going to snore and when I wake up I’ll go.” I responded.

“There’s no rush. You can stay over.” He said sweetly.

I nodded my head, but I knew when I woke up, I was going to have an Uber come. I was just so tired right now. I wasn’t going to think about what I just did, or get my hopes up. It would be way too easy to get caught up in the moment with Mark, and then I’d be another Sarah.

Guys like Mark don’t fall in love. They don’t need to settle on one girl, when they can have them all. As much as I’d love to believe that he could want a relationship with me, I was realistic. But right now, I was tired, and I was going to pretend.

I nuzzled into his chest and licked his nipple experimentally. I giggled and peered up at him. He was looking at me really weird.

Probably trying to think how to get rid of me. It kind of hurt to realize that this was probably the last time I’d see Mark. I shoved that thought down, and just shut my eyes. For now I could pretend he was mine.

My Mark.

[dogbearinggifts]

You mentioned music choices in one of your posts and I'd love to hear a ramble about some of your favorite choices they made 💕

Oh boy. Buckle in, my friend, because if you want a ramble, then you just asked the best question for it. 

H’OKAY. SO. Let’s start with the first one I really noticed, the first one that clued me into the fact this soundtrack was going to be awesome. (More under the cut because I had a lot more to say about this than I’d thought.) 

I Think We’re Alone Now—Tiffany: Like the two songs preceding it, “Picture Book” by The Kinks and “The Walker” by Fitz and the Tantrums, this one is upbeat and bouncy—completely at odds with the situation at hand. Like those two, it helps set the tone for the show: dark but fun, twisted with a cheeky sense of humor, heartbreaking and full of dysfunction but with hope for healing and reconnection. But this song does more than that. As this article points out, it introduces us to each sibling’s goofy side and shows them doing something together, yet separately. They’re all brought together by the same song, even if they don’t know it. It’s sweet and funny and wholesome and Luther’s weird crab-dance-thing kills me every time. 

Istanbul—They Might Be Giants: Not only does this song set the tempo for an absolutely fantastic fight scene, it gives us deeper insight into Five’s situation and mindset. Just before the fight begins, Five had been telling the tow truck driver how he and his siblings used to sneak out and come to eat donuts until they puked. We know that Five is a 58-year-old man in a child’s body, but the driver doesn’t. He just sees a weird, strangely confident kid talking about his apparently recent childhood as if it belongs in the distant past. And then, as the fight begins, a song about changing something ancient plays: “Take me back to Constantinople/ No, you can’t go back to Constantinople/ Been a long time gone, Constantinople.” Five is back in his old home, back in his old body, but not in his old life. It’s been a long time gone, so to speak, and he can’t just pick up where he left off. All he can do is accept the new reality and move forward with a smile and determination. The song drives this home in a wonderfully unexpected way, and the fact it’s the sort of bop you can listen to on repeat doesn’t hurt either. 

Goody Two Shoes—Adam Ant: I don’t have as much to say about this one as the others, I’m afraid. It’s just a great song, with lyrics that fit Klaus perfectly, and it elevates the flashback to peak dark comedy. 

Blood Like Lemonade—Morcheeba: This doesn’t seem the type of song to play while showing us how alone Luther is, does it? The laid-back tempo matches what we see, as he rides his bike through the atrium and peers into his siblings’ vacant rooms, but if you listen to the lyrics, you’ll hear a much different story: Healing holy man once upon a timeHe lived for his wife up until the crimeHunting high and low to seek revengeBrand-new moral code, got made reluctant renegadeLeaving empty souls when he avengedEvil spirits flowed, he drank the blood like lemonadeBut now think about what happens later, after Vanya nearly kills Allison and robs her of her powers. Think how Luther lured Vanya in and suffocated her, tossing her into a soundproofed room with little remorse. Think how, prior to that, Luther lost it when Five suggested murdering an innocent man to stop the apocalypse. Luther isn’t a killer. He isn’t ruthless….until someone hurts the person he cares for most, and he does the unthinkable without a second thought.  

In the Heat of the Moment—Noel Gallagher’s High Flying Birds: Another bop that brings out the show’s dark-but-fun tone, with lyrics that describe Five’s situation better than words alone could: “You’d better learn to fly ‘cause they’re gonna point you up at the sky.” 

Mary—Big Thief: I can’t listen to this one without becoming an emotional wreck, and I have a hard time hearing it when it plays over Klaus crying on the bus. “Will you love me like you loved me and I’ll never ask for more.” He only wants Dave back—and this song tells us as much even before we learn Dave existed. 

Feels Like Heaven—Fiction Factory: The artists described this as an anti-love song—“It’s someone singing about another person they really don’t like.” It’s a bit that doesn’t make sense until your second or third viewing, when you watch the cute conversation between Leonard and Vanya in the coffee shop knowing that he’s just using her to bring the rest of the Academy down. What was he really thinking in that scene? What was he really thinking when he told her how special she was, that he liked her and he wasn’t sorry? 

Soul Kitchen—The Doors: I love that this is the song playing over Klaus and Dave’s falling-in-love montage. It’s not really a love song, which gives the whole scene a fresh perspective; but the lyrics (fittingly, about spiritual connection with another person) paired with the insane chemistry the two of them share, are enough to tell us that this is more than a fling for either of them. That it’s peak psychedelic rock helps immerse viewers in the late-60s era in which the flashback is set. 

Kill of the Night—Gin Wigmore: I wish I had more to say about this, because the absolute perfection of Five getting Hazel and Cha-Cha to try and kill each other while this song plays is on par with his earlier “Istanbul” fight scene. There’s not as much going on beneath the surface, but it’s still a great montage. 

Hazy Shade of Winter—Gerard Way feat. Ray Toro: Gerard Way and Ray Toro covering Simon & Garfunkel. I…yeah, I don’t have a lot to say about it besides “YES GOOD. MUST LISTEN MORE.” 

Those aren’t the only songs I liked from the soundtrack, or even all the ones I thought fit especially well. Those are just the standouts. This entire soundtrack is fantastic and I may or may not have been listening to it more or less on repeat for the past couple of weeks. 

[ghosty-schnibibit]

tumblr may be crumbling to the ground around us but i'll still be here, livebloging taz into eternity  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

for real tho, i’m extremely hyped to finally see the end of this arc and tumblr self destructing won’t keep me from that. also i started doing my fourth (fifth? i’ve lost count at this point) balance relisten and i’m about half way through MotRL r/n and i can’t wait to experience the massive tonal shift in those two arcs lmao

i am... extraordinarily worried about literally every character based on this previously on. i'm especially worried about "duck says goodbye" in the description, like... i quit watching cr2 because molly died, don't test me griffin, don't you kill my favorite boy

pfff love these boys so

well that resolved itself incredibly quickly :|

aww, that's precious 0u0

oh right, kirby still exists

... oh no, that's bad

i've never seen butterfly effect :/

ned you dipshit ilu

business goats

hey ned maybe don't equivocate sylvans with literal monsters?????

oooooh that sounds bad

jake :D

DOES STERN JUST FUCKING LIVE THERE NOW?

oooooh no, that's bad, that is extremely bad

duck is my favorite boy 0u0

what was that noise clint

aubrey what did you do in high school 

UMM??? NED WHAT THE SHIT?????

... didn't he just get a singular nail though? not a bunch of nails? i need to go back and listen to the last ep again, i must have missed that

god this music is so choice 

oh it probably will griffin, it probably will

oh eww :(

INDRED NO!!! NOT MY BOY!!!!! D:

oh shit, that sounds terrible

ned you fuckin coward

ooooh bad noise

BAD LUCK

nice! good plan!

flashback time :D

drugs and hockey roundhouse

OH SNAP

ewww :(((

"you're bad kids, you're peeing on the floor like dogs" jesus griffin

IT'S THE COPS

minerva what the fuck

BEACON! :D

wait... so who the fuck was that???

]B E E F  B O Y

WHY????? oh okay then

a crab-walking goat man is the best mental image ever

beacon is such a grouchy boy

what's minerva gonna say when she sees beacon busted???

oh jesus christ D:

nice, good roll :D

oh hell, that's fucked

duck is a very good boy

thb were kind of murder hobos lmao

poor duck has had his fill of head trama these last two arcs, hot damn

OH NO, THAT'S VERY BAD

ooooh no, there's griffin's ominous dm voice

"we haven't established what the timeline is" we're used to it griffin "it's been a few months" mcelroy jk griffy ilu

i would go to the pre-ned cryptonomica tbh

kirby origin story :D

... that's such a mundane but relatable detail, damn

aww, he calls her vicki :)

"i am not a man of faith" jesus, i know justin's playing duck as the anti-taako on purpose but ned is turning into the anti-merle

aww vicki :(

god this is deep as hell

ned stop putting your foot in your mouth i swear to christ

i'm gonna fucking cry :'(

ARE YOU KIDDING ME? IS THE JET PACK THE FUCKING FORD ANGLIA?????

ned no

well that sounds sick af

the tree has no ass

SOMEONE HELP HER PLEASE

what was that noise

they've used help out multiple times griffin, is this going to be this season's version of "i think this is our first ever death saving throw"???

all i can picture is mannequin magnus

aww, baby aubrey :D

"i don't wanna characterize the dad like that" the dad is gonna show up at some point isn’t he

OH BABY

"do you need help? and don't cuss" that's so sweet 

wait what?????

HER NAME IS ALEXANDRA

is this because she touched the crystal??? or does this have to do with how she could hear alexandra's thoughts before????? also what in the world does the title "audience to divinity" mean??????????

oh eww :(((

"it has manifested an ass"

that was a cool ass accidental foley

aww, lil baby seed

IT'S THE GLOWIES AGAIN

what does this mean griffin i need to know

multiple candlenights shows! yay! :D

GRIFFIN YOU CAUGHT ME OFF GUARD WITH THE HAPPY LODGE MUSIC, THIS IS BAD

“we’ll keep the light on for you” we will be your tom bodett

god that's so cute, otp

... griffin really has forgot about aubrey's eye hasn't he

this is so good

at least travis hasn't forgotten lmao

well that's creepy :|

OH JESUS

THE SKIPPING IS SO CREEPY OH MY GOD

THIS IS FUCKING TERRIFYING

YOU CAN'T JUST END THE SCENE THERE GRIFFIN HOLY SHIT

okay i've relistened to the creepy voice section about five times and i swear to god something is being said backwards during the part where whatever it is says "aims to bring the planet back into balance," i don't know how to isolate that audio but damn if i'm not going to try

... so a bit of a raven and ram deal

i'm liking ned more and more as he develops, i think right now he’s still my least fave of the trio (which doesn’t say much because i love them all) but he’s warming on me

oh no, this isn't good

aww billy :)

THE PENDANT

HOLY SHIT NO

and griffin’s penchant for distressing notes appears once more

aww, minerva sounds so sad :(

oh minerva baby :(((

wait... hivemind??? like the thing that is possessing thacker?????

wait what???

MINERVA NO, OH MY GOD

I'M GOING TO FUCKING CRY

WHO IS SHE TALKING TO THEN

WAIT WHAT????? LEO????? IT'S FUCKING LEO??????????

in conclusion, hot damn that was one hell of an arc finale!!! i’m super glad we’re getting the next ep next week because i need some answers, and also i have so many questions. i’m starting to piece together bits and pieces of theory but i can’t wait to see what other theorists in the fandom have to say.

see you all next week!!!!! here’s hoping tumblr lasts that long lmao

[holy-mountaineering]

This spread is for @ranskuld

Always the homie, always welcome to the Tarot, thanks for waiting a week.

Your spread this fateful day is the 7 card Pentagram spread! This is a 7 card spread in the shape of a Pentagram with two crossed cards in the center.

The Pentagram here symbolizes the material world and all that matter there in. Five points and 5 is the number halfway between 1 and 10 and if that isn’t human, feeling between things...

Human beings are Pentagrams and like I say, if you don’t believe me just stand up, spread legs out, and hold your arms horizontally. Bamn, you’re a motherfucking Pentagram. The crossed cards in the center are the internal and external influences. For this experiment we will be using the human Pentagram analogy to explain.

The peak of your spread, the head of your Pentagram person is where we start. Here we have the thinking piece and what you’re trying to navigate this (sinking) ship with. Here is VII The Chariot, Cheth, Cancer.

I like to think of the Chariot as an armored train. The Four elements are the engine pulling the otherwise stagnate charioteer of Cancer down the predetermined path. While they pull him toward his goal he stays in his armored shell focusing on his moving center.

Stay on your path, you might not be driving the train but it’ll get you going where you need to be. Focus on your soft inside bits like the crab does, you can only fit so much in your current state.

Your right hand which you build or tear down with holds the 7 of Disks (the fear of) Failure (or fear of success)

This is wondering if the effort you’re putting into a material project will reap equal or greater rewards. The structure and order of Saturn is being bogged down by the earthly concerns of Taurus. Don’t let your financial and other material decisions be made from a panic or fear of what all the potential outcomes might be.

Just do what you can and let things happen how they will and deal with outcomes when they actually happen.

*Manly Hall: if a man’s mortgage depends on the seedlings, he will see fruit before it is there.*

Your left hand which you also create or destroy holds (do not drop it) XXI The Universe, Saturn, Tau.

The Universe is the totality of what we can sense and know. The dance of the Woman with the cosmic serpent and the Eye destroying while everything constantly recreates. We see the Universe only from our position in it. You may send out your satellites to explore unknown areas but you can only process what they might mean from your place. The more we try to take into our restrictive minds and spirits, the more we know about the whole and ourselves and our place in the Universe.

Step back and look at the connections and totality of everything you know and experience. It’s quite a view.

Your right foot take you toward the Queen of Disks, the watery part of Earth or how you feel about what is going on in your material world of normal life stuff.

This Queen is above the landscape observing the river create life in the desert. The Queen of Disks is meditative and calm. She sees creation and is a part of it without getting her hands dirty.

This card shows what you feel about what is happening in your everyday “real world” life. The ideal here is to get out of the messy bullshit of “normal” stuff, get higher beyond mundanity, and look back down with new and more complete perspective.

Get above your situation so you can see more of the landscape.

And left foot guides you toward the 5 of Wands, Strife.

Like all the 5s, this is a microcosmic or human number. It’s also the halfway point between two things. This is the drag when you see how far you’ve come and see that you have the exact same grueling distance to go. Your feet will start to drag. The natural friction of motion becomes very apparent here and it is more annoying and nagging than anything else.

You might be stuck between a rock and a shitty place with what you’re doing, but just truck on, it’s not so bad once you get passed where you are and get moving at full speed again.

At the heart of the matter is IX The Hermit, Yod, Virgo.

Don’t think about this card as being anti-social, (s)he is internally focused. The Hermit with the lamp lit by a small sun represents following the light of Tiphareth (the Sephiroth of the heart, the center and the Sun) to the realms below, in mythological terms, hell. It’s not really hell, the under/inner world can be a scary place but once you’ve been there long enough with your heart well lit and inflamed with Love the 3-headed hell hound protecting the depths becomes your buddy.The deeper you allow yourself to go the more fertile possibility (Virgo) you find. You must however do something to the fertility you find or it is just dark soil, dirt.

Go within yourself to find the answers you seek. If you want to find the best person you’ve ever met, go meet yourself, look for your potential.

And on the surface we have the 10 of Wands, Oppression.

This is the peak of action, hella stuff going down and it’s goddamn back breaking. This is trying to herd kittens. The actions that you’re taking in your life or thing things you’re doing are becoming overwhelming. The structure and order of Saturn is trying to pin down the fiery moving arrow of Sagittarius. 
There is a lot on your plate and the plate is heavy.

So, shit is hard and frustrating and well, oppressive, but 10s are the peak, the end! Prepare for the come down.

To summarize, stop fucking stressing, get your head on the path and take care of yourself. Stop thinking the world is going to end because your shit hasn’t come to fruition yet. You, are totally fine, whole world (Universe) in your hands fine. You just gotta take that destructive impulse and point it at the shit that is in your way, back up far enough and nothing is in your way.

You gotta get above the bullshit long enough to really see that the path that got you here was hard and wrought with nonsense, but it is your path. And hey, when the going gets tough, the tough go to Hel. Go there and make friends, steal something and give it to yourself as a gift for summiting this mountain of garbage.

It’s not easy but it’s worth every second.