Got my ass so thoroughly whipped two days ago, the bruises are slowly turning blue. I could only sleep on my stomach that night and sitting was very uncomfortable the next day.
the intimate personal weekend phone calls in war of the coprophages are actually everything. she was trying to reach him all day just so they could shoot the shit and flirt openly. she's not bothered at all by his calls. in fact, she's staring at the phone longingly, sleeping with it in her hand because she's worried about him. he lies about finding insects interesting to bambi, only to call scully 10 minutes later and confess the truth because she's the one he can never lie to. these two are ridiculous. it's too much.
I finally finished listening to the new episode of Worlds Beyond Number that came out today and man.
Im not sure I'll ever get over Brennan's narrative genius. Even if most of this episode was focused on one of our trio, I felt its pacing was fantastic. Beginning with Ame, answering some of our burning questions from last chapter. Using memories, a fantastic way instead of just infodumping expositing it all on us/the players. Building up to the final drop of The Stranger.
Then the reveal that Ame has been out for a whole month. Then cut to the others, in the middle of the lives they've been living during Ame's coma, and not "This is what I've been doing for the last month." Just a quick snippet to give us an idea, and then we're getting the trio back together.
But probably my favorite part is the end, where we (as I can so easily imagine) pan away and finally get a clear description/view of where we are for Ame's pov.
It's just so neat to sort of start in the middle of some place our characters have already been for sometime, and then get the description/image of that finally at the end instead of at the beginning. This whole idea of we're here, we've jumped in and reacquainted ourselves with the characters, and now now we get to see where we'll be spending out time. Fade to black, roll credits. It felt so very much like an episode of a tv show, and I could so clearly imagine it all in my head.
And this isn't even diving into all the info we learned, subtle world-building thrown in (looking at you name-cloak ceremony and that whole conversation with Silver tbh), erika's uh-mazing acting, taylor's unbelievable soundscape... I could go on and on.
This whole podcast has been just such a wonderful, audibly pleasing, itch-scratching, narrative journey between all these people.
I am guessing for a trailer in 2 days as the teaser was released on the 25 of April so, here some of my last potato gifs to hold until then (i hope we will get more of Jaskier).
This is old stuff but you know... that's better than nothing.
Tumblr suggested a post to me "because you follow Terry Silver," and I was like, OH, I FOLLOW HIM. YOU KNOW I DO.
He's a dog who was raised by cats, he's evolving in ever-weirder and wilder ways, he can't stop bouncing, he delights in SCHEMES, he's so good at them, but he can't stop giggling about it at the end when he catches the ball, he's spinning in circles, he's woofing, he's purring, he wants a belly rub, he WILL bite you, JUST BECAUSE IT'S FUN, he requires so much brushing, he's a fancy little lad, he is so, SO BIG, and I am scampering through the bushes in his wake like the little trash bandit I am, chittering and rubbing my almost-human hands together in terrible ✨GLEE✨.
Does he know I'm there? Probably not. I'm beneath his notice, I don't even know karate, although I could turn out to be a little golden twink, I'm just a li'l weird guy doing trash can things and going meh-heh-heh in the bushes 17 feet away at all times, he has no time to pay attention to that, he's got SCHEMES that will all 100% work 1500% of the time, because he is Sensei Terraunce Labrador-LeChat Roundhouse Silver, First of His Name, and he has kicks and tricks, schemes and teams, child soldiers and title holders, bay-beeeeee.
the intensity of of this hurts and I love it, that tightness rising up the back of my throat as tears come to my eyes
the way the body vibrates and every breath is euphoria but so hard to catch
hunger overwhelming me the urge to rip and tear and crush and consume. Salivation both desire and nausea, unable to tell if it's more one or the other but always both.