#ugggghhhh so good

[ravenlexis]

HSR 2.2 Rant

spoilers ahead so don't read if you're not done with the mission!

first, since this is the easiest thing to talk about, the boss fight? the three robots (past, present, future) and aventurine's boss fight were harder than sunday's.

second, i feel deprived of ratio content. i need more of his appearance and lore, pls and thank you. a short talk (THAT'S NOT EVEN REAL) and a millisecond cameo isn't enough, i need to know exactly how much this man figured penacony out. (DORMANCY AND DEATH MENTION IN 2.1 WHEN NO ONE ELSE OTHER THAN GALLAGHER KNEW WTF RATIO)

also, speaking of, gallagher and misha are gone and i am in pain™. they're both fragments of other people but they're very much real in my heart. 🥹

BUT AVENTURINE'S ALIVE SO I'M CELEBRATING THAT.

dan heng literally got so anxious bcs he couldn't reach out to his family in the dream that he contemplated calling one of the busiest men we've been introduced to so far, he's so real for that.

ACHERON LEADS A LONELY LIFE WTF SHE DESERVES TO BE REMEMBERED AND CHERISHED AND CARED FOR AND LOVED.

boothill and black swan coming along on the express only for it to be revealed that everything was a lie??? i got excited for nothing. 😞

ngl i am not fond of firefly. she's an interesting character and i especially like her interaction with blade but ever since 2.0 i was suspicious of her and felt like the game just shoved me into liking her (which me, being the avoidant lil bish that i am, do not appreciate). i felt so justified in my suspicion of her when she was revealed to be lying about who she actually is.

robin is so sincere and gentle since she was a kid and i genuinely panicked when sunday implied that he kept her away along with welt somewhere. i hope she'll be okay and that we'll get an update on her in the future stories.

sunday is such a complex character. i don't like him but he was misguided and he experienced a lot of things that seemed to cement his (faulty) logic on what a peaceful paradise is. kinda unclear whether he's alive or not but he's a very interesting character.

tldr: PENACONY WAS A ROLLERCOASTER THAT GAVE ME TRUST ISSUES AND MADE ME SUS OF EVERYONE. THIS ARC IS AMAZING.

i am excited to see what's going to happen next, especially bcs of the cliffhanger with aventurine and boothill but for now imma take a long nap after all that.

[bugeyedfreaks]

[hotasfahrenheit]

NCT 127 - Fact Check

[eyeballcommander]

soo...Commander Peepers. How's everything going? We haven't heard from you in a long while and I just wanted to check in to make sure you're alright

Bad. Not really feeling social.

[residentmiddlechild]

please inject the clone wars mortis arc directly into my veins

[floral-hex]

If I had a nickel for every time a band never sent me a shirt I paid for, I’d have two nickels. Which isn’t a lot, but it’s weird that it happened twice.

[faeriekit]

Health and Hybrids (XIV)👽👻💚

[I can't remember the original prompt posters  for the life of me but here's a mashup between a cryptid!Danny, presumed-alien!Danny, dp x dc, and the prompt made the one body horror meat grinder fic.]

PART ONE is here PART TWOis here PART THREE is here PART FOUR is here and PART FIVE is here PART SIX is here and PART SEVEN is here PART EIGHT is here PART NINE is here PART TEN is here PART ELEVEN is here PART TWELVE is here PART THIRTEEN is here and this is part fourteen! Yes I messed it up this morning yes I had to wait all day to correct it it's all goooood

💚 Ao3 Is here for all parts

Where we last left off... Bart is a good egg who is having a Bad Time waiting for his friend :(

Trigger warnings for this story:  body horror | gore | post-dissection fic | dehumanization (probably) |  my nonexistent attempts at following DC canon. On with the show.

💚👻👽👻💚

Danny wakes up with a gasp.

He’s—where is he? Everything hurts. He can barely think. Danny groans, long and loud, and lifts up an aching hand to his temple.

His fingers come away green. Aw, fuck. What happened to him? What’s going on? Why is his hand…blurry? Is he concussed? Is something wrong with his eyes, or with his head??

(He hopes it’s not his head. It’s waaay easier to heal from one than the other.)

Danny tries to sit up, and— NOPE. Ow. Bad idea. Suuuuuch a bad idea. His arms and hands and his neck and his back are screaming at him, now that he’s awake enough to pay attention. Ughhhhhhhhhhh.

He lays back down. His eyes don’t—well, they don’t shut all the way, which part of his brain labels as very bad, actually, but the world does turn darker and greener as he tries to shut his eyes, and that’s close enough to closing his eyes that Danny can mostly zone out past the pain.

He licks his sore lips. They taste like copper. And battery acid. …And Pixie Sticks.

Ugh, ecto-blood. His own, he assumes.

Everything is blurry and everything kind of hurts and he doesn’t know how he got here or what’s going on. Danny tries to roll over, tries to get more comfortable, but something starts dragging on the inside of his arm, which means intravenous lines.

Ugggghhhh. He hopes it’s got pain meds at least.

Awake him can deal with this later. Danny zones out, his labored breathing evens.

He’s asleep before he knows it.

*

Danny wakes up next to quiet murmuring, and to weird sensation of something moving in his arm.

He yawns—and his jaw cracks apart farther than usual, with more clicking noises than his jaw usually makes. Weird. His arms come up, his eyes unblur…

The tugging sensation doesn’t go away. Danny sniffs blearily. Blinks.

Two white-coated humans(…?) in PPE pause at his bedside, a half-dissembled IV shared between them.

Danny stops breathing. He can’t—is he—

His eyes go to the ceiling. The floor. He doesn’t recognize the room he’s in. He doesn’t understand. Is this the Guys in White again? Is he— Did he never leave? Is he trapped? Danny doesn’t—he can’t—

—One of the white coats starts making worried noises, which. Danny’s never heard that before. It’s usually threats. They raise both their arms, and Danny flinches back—

…And so do they. Huh. Hm. Are the Guys hiring scaredy cats now? That would be a change of pace, if they were as scared of Danny as Danny is of them.

The second person clicks the new IV bag into place. Danny stops focusing on number one and starts focusing on number two.

They don’t make any overt tells either. The IV line is already in him, and the bag is… Well. It’s not red and Danny’s not in any pain, and it’s not green either. It’s just. Kinda opaque? Milky? The person doesn’t start cackling evilly or telling Danny how screwed he is, either. They both just sort of…tidy up?

The first one doesn’t get closer, either, but Danny can mostly tell that they’re scanning him visually. Their attention goes from his face, to Danny’s visible arm, to the puncture point in his elbow for the IV needle.

Danny also eyes his IV point. Well. It looks like a needle. Doesn’t hurt all that much.

Someone says something he doesn’t catch. But the tone isn’t…mean, or anything. If anything, it sounds quiet, and low, like they’re trying to keep him calm.

Danny doesn’t understand.

He moves as far out of the way of them as possible. It only has the effect of a few inches and it's so painfully slow. If that. He— he remembers. He’s supposed to be scared of— something. No, he knows it—

The labs. He’s supposed to be scared of the labs. The smell is rank there and there’s always screaming and Danny had been hurt there; really, really hurt.

He’s still hurt. He’s still in a lab. In a room. In some sort of too-small prison, and now his barely-sewn together lungs are trying too hard to keep air in his body and it’s not working, and—

Danny barely pays attention when the first doctor leaves. He sees the other back into the door and reach for the phone line, and he can’t stop breathing and he can’t calm down because that means that they’re calling for help and they’re going to hurt him all over again. Tie him down. Cut him open. Shock him, until he can’t breathe without screaming—

Someone new comes in. They look— rushed. Danny can see her actively tying up long black hair, threading a mask up over her face, pulling on one of those paper shifts the doctors wear. The only difference is that she doesn’t put boot covers on.

She has big, bright boots that go all the way up her legs. With his green vision, they look kind of…greyish? (Maybe they’re pink..?)

Either way. They look…ridiculous. Danny doesn’t exactly forget to be scared, but also…what the fuck.

The woman sees that Danny can see her. She waves.

Danny presses back against his— cot. Bed.

That doesn’t stop her. She pulls latex gloves from out of the paper slip she’s wearing and snaps them on, revealing a thin layer of something shiny underneath her elastic-bound sleeves. Once that’s on, she does a visible body checkup of herself: boots, gown, gloves, mask, hair.

…No hair net, though. Or goggles. The Docs in White always wanted to be fully covered when they saw their victims. Being able to see her eyes is a lot…friendlier.

She figures herself out. Straightens. Gives a double thumbs up.

…Danny's eyes roam around. There’s no one nearby. There's only a wall behind him. Is she looking at…him? Is that directed to him?

She doesn’t move immediately— and once she’s in, the second doctor leaves the room entirely.

…The new person takes over. She goes from monitor to monitor, getting closer, but with none of the focus on Danny, per se. She reads his stats, verbalizes them out loud, which, doesn’t sound like…English? But enough to confuse him? It’s kind of like trying to discern Esperanto when he's not thinking about how it's not English.

Ancients. The pounding in his head is getting worse. Maybe Danny has a concussion or something.

The woman doesn’t…get. Him. In fact, he seems to be the least interesting thing in the room to her. Her time is spent on reading the charts and the machines waiting around him, putting something into a…fridge? A Cabinet? In the corner of his room? And otherwise, she leaves him alone.

Until. She does get up and look at him, and all of Danny tenses up painfully. He can’t move. Something’s holding down his legs, his body’s stiff, and all of him is so tired that he genuinely can’t tell if his waist is tied down or if he’s just that exhausted.

He can hear his heart rate monitor kick up. He can’t move, not really. He tries to go intangible but his core just throbs with misery, and—

She mostly just pats his sheets. Not his person, even. Apparently the torture is being held off for now. “Eow eart wel?”

…Danny squints. That is almost English.

“Eom hebbjan yift,” she adds, leadingly, as if Danny is a friend she can tease and not a subject under threat of the knife. He doesn't like it. It hurts. Nothing is real and everyone hates him and all he wants to do is leave but his body is rejecting him and—

Something light and plastic thumps down onto the bed.

Danny blinks. He looks—down. (His neck makes him regret that.)

Is that a…is that a space shuttle? No, ‘cause Danny thinks he recognizes it. It’s Discovery? Isn’t it? That’s the one they just retired. He tries to grab it, but— ouch, oof, his fingers can’t even stretch, bad idea—

The woman gently guides the shuttle into his hand. It doesn’t even hurt. And.

It’s cold to the touch. The model is plastic, it shouldn’t be so cold, but the sensation is distinctly cool and kind of familiar.

…Oh. Danny struggles to flex his fingers around the thing.

It’s him.

Or. Well. The shuttle is his. It has his ectoplasm imbued all throughout it. He can even sort of feel the sensation of carefulplayingcareful he’d have felt while near it. The feeling is weak, and timid, but it’s still there.

So. Then. When did he get it? And…why? Why was it allowed to him? How did he get it?

Is this how they’re feeding him now? Instead of showering him with poorly filtered ectoplasm every time he gets rowdy, are they actually trying to feed his Obsession? For real?? That’s—that’s brand new behavior from the—

Danny blinks. Wait. That’s not it either. Because there’s an IV in him. So…they know he’s getting human food.

So. Uh.

Hm.

Danny doesn’t want to get his hopes up. But this…might not be the Guys in White.

Of course, they might not be better than the GIW either; it’s a total possibility that Danny’s getting suckered into some scheme where every gentle permission and soft voice is a debt he owes…some new reason to take…

His eyelids twitch as they try to shut. He’s so tired. Fear kept him mobile, but now…everything is so heavy.

The lady carefully shushes him, ever so gently. She pulls up his blanket for him. Pats it down.

Danny shivers. He’s so, so scared.

“Ræste þiht,” the woman whispers. The words sound fond. Danny’s so scared, but he’s so tired. His heart is beating so fast. “An freond becymþ hraðe.”

It’s reassuring.

Danny doesn’t want it to be.

He falls asleep the way the desperate do—clawing at the last traces of wakefulness, only to have his consciousness ripped from him.

[fangirlforlife97]

I'm two episodes away from finishing s2 of "Bridgerton" and boy oh boy, it just keeps getting better and better!! Dont get me wrong I, I absolutely love/loved the first season, but I have to admit, s2 (although I'm not finished with it yet) is my favorite of the two so far!! It's even become one of my mom's favorite shows and she also thinks it keeps getting better and better and likes s2 more. Both loved the first season but still, UGGGGHHHH THIS SHOW IS SOOOO GOOD!!!!!! Can't wait to finish s2 and start "Queen Charlotte: A Bridgerton Story!!" Does anyone know when s3 is coming out??

[theshenanijiang]

WTF WKX you can't just touch people's false faces! Stop that!

Sassy girl giving away all your secrets WKX.

"You've changed your appearance." "Is it pretty?" WKX leans in further and waits for him to take a drink. "It's perfect." This guy has mad flirting skills.

The way WKX clears his throat, like no one is asking I am dying on the vine, disciple do something! lol

Mr. Zhou your cynicism is showing!

Shen Shen (?) really shook by the death of the Zhang dad.

Who the heck are these two old people? And why they calling Shen Shen out like that? If I say I like them will they die too?

Ok, but serious question... does this show have anything to do with the Moonlight Blade mobile mmorpg?

I like the old beggar dude.

Meanwhile WKX staring at the sleeping (meditating?) Mr. Zhou. He is so gone on the mystery of this guy. It is kinda cute. Ok, WKX were all those spars just so you could feel up Mr. Zhou? Seriously man... Oh boy... he gonna wax about that flexible sword of Mr. Zhou's now?

These two old coots making everyone scared. Good for them. I like Lu Liu and Tao Hong. They take no shit.

Beggar Elder offering assistance to find Chengling prolly has the best chance of finding him, honestly.

"I'm tired, lets go find some rest in the shade" he says, gets to shade and WKX is already drinking tea. Poor man must feel hounded by now. It's like how they talk about people hunting deer, like.... the deer gets a head start and then just when it is thinking to rest there is the hunter again. Daaaang.

Aaaand again.

Oh... who could have possibly reserved the entire inn? I wonder. Zhou's face says: Of fucking course it is. Even Chengling looks so done with WKX's shit.

Smooth... smooth. Calling him beautiful. Everyone around WKX at this point whispers to each other: does he need glasses? Does he know he needs glasses?

But I gave you my room!!!! *gets kicked out anyway* Lol

WKX walks away with a "this man amuses me" face.

Jeez Chengling...

These two... They just need to kiss already. WKX flirting so hard... he doesn't want to get in Zhou's pants, just wants to see his face. (He totally seems to want both)

Oh my god.... "Who is the cutest person then?"

WKX "Someone with a slim waist, long legs, looks tough, but is softhearted." His flirting is a weapon.

Ugggghhhh leave Chengling alone! That boy needs a hug, not your strident voice hollering at him at the dinner table!

"It's as if I bullied you!" Well yes, that is what just happened.

Ao Laizi has cool clothes.

WKX handling everything and telling Zhou to go back to sleep is cute. Dang it why is he so cute? "Can I call you Ah Xu?" I am officially dying at this guy. That hand brush.... hooo boy... hawt.

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Hello Steph, I hope your weather is pleasant. We are about to have a 42C heat wave, at least it's dry heat. I have a question regarding Sherlock's tight shirt. I know there's "slim fit" dress shirt. Is his shirt a normal slim fit, or is it indeed too tight? Doesn't seem to be convenient if he goes dumpster diving, lol! From the character's perspective, do you think that's Sherlock's fashion choice, or was he used to be even lankier and hasn't updated his wardrobe yet? Stay cool & best wishes!

Hey Nonny!

Oooooof it's pretty hot here... mostly the humidity is what's killing me, LOL. 33˚C with 40˚C humidex, UGGGGHHHH.

LOL Sherlock's shirts, those are all questions for the ages, my Lovely. I believe the gereral fandom consensus is that he's a spoiled posh boy who knows he looks good and uses it to his advantage to get what he wants for his cases, so yeah, I think he PURPOSELY wears too-tight, just-barely-form-fitting shirts... And he only got MORE posh when John came into his life and gave him the praise and positivity he was sorely lacking in his life, so I think by S3, it was also to look good for John too. LOL like... He's LITERALLY a trophy husband for John, HONESTLY.

But yeah, I think it's part to show off and part that he likes the feeling of the material on his skin... We DO see him wearing them in some instances in the privacy of his home, so I don't think it's 100% because he's "trying to look good" LOL.

He's just a silly weird little gremlin, and John and us love him for it, LOL.

[whatsnewalycat]

Please will anyone talk to me about The Leftovers. I’m like halfway thru season 2 and I’m just fucking obsessed it’s terrible.

I promised my husband I wouldn’t watch without him so I started rewatching and taking notes while working idk YALL ITS SO FUCKING GOOD UGGGGHHHH

[peterlorres21stcentury]

1932 English dub of "M"

I realized recently that this film (or at least this exact print) disappeared off Youtube where I originally found it. Luckily, I am an inveterate thief of media and saved it long ago. Here it is now on Archive for your dubious viewing pleasure.

I say dubious because this version is something of a hack job. The English team, whoever they were, fell upon Lang's masterpiece like a mad Edward Scissorhands and removed a good chunk of things that made the original so powerful, all so that audiences wouldn't be troubled to hear or even look at a word of German. I'm not kidding. The famous first shot of the killer, when his shadow falls over the placard describing his own crimes?

Replaced by this:

ugggghhhh

There are many more examples that I won't bother to get into right now; things like Lang's subtle scene transitions being destroyed just so they could match mouth movements with the new dialogue, which was still done poorly. And the ending, which inexplicably removes the appeal to the audience to keep a close watch on their children, and inserts a reprise of the children singing in the opening shot (it's less "beware" and more "hooray, the day is saved" which... no? That wasn't the point??)

Literally the only thing of real interest here is that Peter Lorre redubbed/reshot his most famous scene, the trial by the kangaroo court of criminals, in English, at a time when he didn't exactly speak English yet. This was a good two years before his first real English language performance in The Man Who Knew Too Much (1934), a role he claimed was mostly phonetic, but by then I think he had a much better grasp of the language than he might admit to himself.

That's not to say he didn't do his best! Despite the mostly inferior cinematography in the reshoots, and perhaps a slight lack of the panicky quality beaten into him by Lang in the original, Peter's talent still shines through. I was struck by one thing that doesn't appear in the original--the frightened tears in his eyes:

As if we didn't feel pity enough for this wretched murderer already, even as we revile his deeds. It's an interesting insight into how Peter might have played the character without Lang's brutal direction, and both takes, while different, seem equally valid.

[homegrown-blorbo-garden]

Since people are already sending propoganda, here are some quotes Aya has said(and will say in later chapters) out of context. TW: theres a quote where she goes into detail about her mental health, please be warned if you find that triggering.

"I showered....?"

"Dont be a dick!"

"Whats your favorite scary movie?"

"Hes a 13 year old boy, how the hell can he have cellulitis?"

''Ugggghhhh....SEE?! THANKS TO YOU I NOW SOUND LIKE KELSEY!''

"so..what do you wanna be when you grow up?"

''A fairy princess."

"Im more of a Bratz girl"

"If your parents find out about this..."

"Yep, you could've atleast got me out of the bag before bringing me to the castle"

"thats the blondest thing i've ever heard."

"Wha- AHHH! ITS A BUCKET!!"

"OH HELL NO! Shell act weirder around me than how Max did when they heard Airplane Veiw for the first time!"

"What mascara do you use??"

"Essence."

"Well...i have post traumatic stress disorder, body image and abandoment issues, orthorexia, fear of social, familial, academic and romantic rejection, need constant repeated validations to starve off my emptiness and insecurity, oh and i also have extremely vivid night terrors that cause me to scream cathartically in the middle of the night, which is why i've been perscribed 3 different sleeping pills over the span of a year, i also have depression, anxiety, OCD, poor social interaction and communication skills and i constantly feel like i have lost all purpose in life because i have no way to continue my bloodline. if it wasnt for Max, Tina and my therapist the only friends i'd have are online."

"Yeah its called friendship with benefits."

'''No...no its not...''

"Yes this puta is my classmate."

"I dont know. It just happened, theres just something special about you...besides all those other things that are special about you."

"Lech tizdayen"

"Nope. Tina doesnt allow us to touch her hair.''

"Wow, your really artistic!"

"Yesterday my mom told me im autistic."

"So..i should push Julian down the stairs?"

"Oh bestie thats horrible, this is the best time for you to be britophobic, NOW GO SAY FUCK THE BRITISH! SAY IT!"

"Wait! If Nico not into Percy, who are we supposed to ship him with now?!"

"Will Solace?"

"No. Purim. Its like halloween but with more clowns."

"You are literally the Usui to my Misaki right now..."

"Well, theres this camp called True Directions that can help you. they they can even cure jews like you!"

"Tanya, thats the camp from the movie But Im A Cheerleader."

"Good to hear, you've been blogging so much i got worried"

"Y'know..you kinda look like america from hetalia"

'Ugh! Maybe i should watch some markiplier'

these are excellent

[dbzebra]

Different anon here, but I don't think I could even begin describe my visceral irritation at Toyotaro's reveal that this Super Hero mini-arc was apparently mostly developed with Trunks SOLELY in mind, and for that matter, the rather notable implication that Goten is only involved in the first place BECAUSE Trunks was going to supposedly be a big focus for this thing.

UGGGGHHHH I KNOOOOOW

I don’t know if you saw my other posts about the recent chapter but I said from the start that I had a bad feeling Goten would just be a sidekick (AGAIN) but wanted to give it more time.

When the chapter came out, I knew it deep in my gut. I knew Goten was just to the side and it was clearly a Trunks story, but I was holding out hope that he’d still get things to do on his own

That scene where Trunks bails on Goten to make plans with Mai should’ve been obvious enough to me but I was in denial. I still kinda am

I purposely didn’t allow myself to get excited from the moment I saw Teen Goten in that outfit in the promo art because deep down I KNEW.

And Toyotaro proved me right 🙃

Goten gets shafted in favor of a romcom between Trunks and Mai. Like come on man. This shit isn’t funny anymore. He can never be his own character, he’s just forever Trunks’s tag along :(

Just please leave my boy alone. Don’t even show him anymore if you’re just gonna do that. It’s really a shame.

Like for real I do love Trunks and I’m happy he is getting spotlight but why at the cost of Goten? He is pretty much an afterthought by everyone in his life

This is why I like to joke that I stole Goten from Toyo/Toei/Toriyama and that he’s my character now because clearly they have no interest in using him so I will

Maybe I’m just on huge copium that Goten will still get his own things to do, but it’s not looking good man

It’s not fair :(

[anarchistettin]

it's interesting that, once liberals did slowly learn the difference between themselves and The Left, their organically unanimous response was to double down on authoritarianism and capitalism

the other day I heard some NPR bobbles accidentally admit that adding registered republican & democrat voters together, USA-wide, still doesn't equal even half of the eligible population. One of them was about to say something, and the host cut her off with some very frank talk about how people don't understand what's good for them. It really seemed like she was about to say "and candidates aren't paying attention to these demands" or something along those lines. She was wrangled. She was Handled, like with Animal Handling.

so

• why is there lingering pretense that dems aren't what they appear to be??? they appear to be the same white power gang they have always been before. why are we pretending they're different now? (the DNC used Trump to turn minds completely Off. on purpose. successfully.)

Immediately after the results of midterms defied predictions, biden hurried to say there'd be no codification of national bodily autonomy. The blue trickle breaking-even results were an emergency crisis for Dems that had planned hard to lose. It was hasty and direct, he all but barked it out on the day-of, "NO DAMN 'BORTIONS, MAN", while Pelosi was sending out accidental-triumph-but-still-emergency-anyway parting fundraiser emails. Jeez they were hilarious. Like the interns were just pasting "we won???? ugggghhhh" on emails previously constructed to whine about losing.

anyway.

it's not "why do liberals think dems are the good guys" it's "why does anyone still offer liberals the benefit of any doubt?"

liberals are magas that learned how to read. it makes them abler liars. occam's right about this one, too

maybe fear of reality keeps a lot of people playing along with "dems = the better side" but frankly I can't forgive that, under these circumstances.

You can't keep claiming there's salient difference between the parties when those differences amount to mere rhetorical tactics

[autie-j]

Ugggghhhh the Dead End musical episode songs are so good. I'm listening them as I'm working on my review for Dead End. Especially My Frankenstein. You're my Frankensteeeeeein, and I'm your monster!