#i could write a paper on them

[finalgirlsamwinchester]

bugs. episode of all time. has a 6.8 star IMDB rating when every other s1 episode averages around 8-9. the opening shot of sam lying sluttily on the hood of the impala. sam and dean being mistaken for a gay couple looking to buy property. sam and dean pretending to be a gay couple looking to buy property. "okay honey". dean slapping sam on the ass? the only time in the show i've seen sam and dean use umbrellas (finding out that kripke never wanted them to use umbrellas bc they weren't manly enough??) sam and dean breaking and entering and squatting :") a kid with a bug fixation, ostracised by his dad, who sam has an immediate connection with. winchester family dynamics. bugs as the ghost of settler colonial violence haunting American suburban gentrification. bugs as a metaphor for how fragile the facade of white picket fence suburbia really is. sam and dean aren't able to kill their way out of this week's monster. all they're able to do is save people, temporarily. they don't get to break the curse, and that's the point. it's bigger than either of them. hunting as a cycle of frontier violence perpetuating itself, and for once there are no black-or-white solutions. supernatural will never deal with this theme again! anyways, they put cast and crew in a room with 65000 bees but the damned bees didn't show up properly on camera so they ended up using CGI bees. they look horrible.

#unironically one of my fave eps i'll defend it to my last breath #i'd write a whole academic paper on it if i could #there's layers to it...im sorry if u can't see them #lb #my meta #j.txt

[captain-kermit]

THE COUNT IS DONE. WE HAVE THE FINAL TOTALS AND YALL. I AM SPEECHLESS

the spreadsheet has all the data by episode then by person, along with each of their totals BUT! what yall have been waiting for:

SERIES (including movies) TOTAL: 1015 SERIES AVERAGE PER EPISOODE: 11.94

SPOCK TOTAL: 575 SPOCK AVERAGE PER EPISODE: 7.01

JIM TOTAL: 440 JIM AVERAGE PER EPISODE: 5.71

#spirk touches update #spirk touches #spirk #star trek tos #spock #jim kirk #theyre gay your honor #i could seriously write a paper on their touches #cuz jim is generally fairly touchy with everyone else #but with spock hes very careful and doesnt usually touch him #whereas spock is just brushing against jim all the time #like the majority of these are from them walking together and spock brushing his arm against jims #its adorable #and also infuriating because its hard as hell to count #then theres a piece of the action and i have no idea what happened there #they were All Over each other

[merakiui]

i saw octavinelle in the uniforms from ado's readymade (in this video at timestamp 6:20)........... baseball octavinelle.......... orz orz orz i think,,,,,,,,, it's a good delusion.......

#meraki mumbles #baseball octavinelle hitting home runs always!!!!! #KYAAAAA AND THE EXPRESSIONS....... >w< it's too good... #but also the 'i am hungry!!!' with halloween jade and azul!!!! omg that is such a jade song #the metaphor for loving someone so much you swallow them whole but also just being so monstrously hungry for things aside from food #'i love you so much i could eat you' but with jade such a phrase could be true because he finds it morbidly romantic #what if...... a fic where jade eats you..... and not as a metaphor for sex......... >:) #basically sk jade but without the slow burn (i.e. he does eat you) #i want to ramble about yan!jade and the concept of monstrous love AAAAAAA i could write an entire paper on it #he's so *squeezes him* !!!!!!! >:(

[gojonanami]

…am I one of the only people who writes fics without editing after completion….

because I almost never edit unless a continuity error occurs to me — or something I realize I forgot to add in

#sab speaks #flashback to me taking a class to be a writing tutor #and my professor was going on about how important it was to edit your essays after writing them #and how we all wouldn’t have been good without editing #I slowly raise my hand and I’m like…I don’t edit though #everyone stared at me like I had three heads #and she was like #well what do you get on your papers? #and I was like…As mostly #and she had no words for me #this is not a brag but I’m just a weirdo hahaha #and I find it funny #I wish I could edit better #but I have adhd lmao

[marlenacantswim]

why yes hot fuzz au where angelbutter becomes small animals sometimes. this is what i think about when i'm trying to fall asleep

#i have a whole setup for how this happens to them and everything #honestly i could write a whole fanfic series #also thank you to whoophoney for requesting i actually put this onto paper #and for listening to this goofy scenario in the first place #hot fuzz #angelbutter #nicholas angel #danny butterman #running my mouth #made this with my hands #my artwork

[mishkakagehishka]

I may have spent all my life until this moment wasting both mine and God's time, but from tomorrow on, for sure, i swear it, i will change my ways and be better. And it'll be different from all the other times i said the same thing🧎‍♀️

#i'm getting up at 6 i'll be at college by 8 i'll catch a nice place away from the sun in the library and i'll do so much work #until my classes start and then after the classes end i'm going back to the library i'm gonna set up camp there bc this is obviously not th #way for me. but you know what bothers me now? the fact that the college cafeteria isn't open on the weekends. #you know how productive of a weekend i could have if i could camp in the library 8-12 then eat a quick lunch and go back 13-whenever? #anyway. i changed my surroundings got mood lighting and warm blankets and shukufuku no library on loop #idk what to write for the introduction so i'm gonna write my arguments first and then expand on them #if i can't get myself to do things the right way then i'll do it however is easiest for me and figure out how to make it seem like i did it #the right way. but from tomorrow on i SWEAR #and if i finish my essay sooner than expected (inşallah) ??? #i'm writing. the bigbang until i reach the minimum and not a word more until i'm done with finals #and THEN i'm writing what i want to write. because i'm full of ideas to the point that i feel like bleeding over sheets of paper

[cowboycharmac]

OH ALSO ummmm iasip tag game tag this post with the first thing to come up when you type in each member of the gangs name :)

#sorry ive never done one of these but i thought it could b fun #ill go first #charlie coded mac girl :) #charlie kelly. sorry #i cant remember if i was drawing charlie or dennis last but either way . can you be trapped in a crossword? #mac and dennis are both afraid of them though. and dee kills them #if you take a look at the paper plate in the frank retires episode its pretty clear that he was writing 'charlie' and spelled it correctly

[pocketramblr]

I want to be a good and kind teacher so bad but if I open another blatantly copy-pasted chatgpt plagiarism mess of a paper that does not answer the title question at all and does not even pretend to have examples with sources I am going to burn my stash of stickers and they are never getting any from me again

#i told them chatgpt would not write a good paper if all they did was put the title in as the prompt and let it run #i went over the rubric and talked about how many real life examples they'd need to support their argument and how to cite them correctly #i told them that using generative text might work for an outline and they could use it as a starting point but not a final project #but did they listen to me? no #AND NOW THE EXPECT ME TO HAVE GRADED THEIR JUNK PAPERS 20 MINUTES AFTER THEY TURNED IT IN (I AM 30 MINUTES INTO TEACHING ANOTHER CLASS GO #AWAY I WILL GRADE YOUR LATE WORK LATER WHEN I AM NOT ACTIVELY BUSY WITH TWENTY FIVE OTHER STUDENTS)

[uniquezombiedestiny]

"… Do you ever feel that no matter what you do, it just isn't enough?"

@enderpearlgurl13

#art #not my oc! #lee jumpscare :) ive been thinking of the red shoes rp sooo much recently #and their role in it and such #this is also vaguely inspired by 'everyone hates me' by attwn park since i was listening to it #and the last lines prompted this idea! #the paper falls like confetti :) represents their constant workload and how being the only worker/overworking erodes at them #their free time / sense of self / etc etc #the little ocean effect represents the same stuff #also! the papers are pharmacy receipts / paperwork like mental check documents / personal writing/diary pages #you could look further into this and consider the paper being confetti like theyre being celebrated for their work #but disregarding themselves #so all of this sums up to: me when my work consumes me/my life

[queerstudiesnatural]

being autistic is like. so nothing is ever going to be easy? it's always going to be this hard? no amount of medical appointments will ever make me better? my entire life i'm going to be told that it can't be that bad if i was able to get a job and get along with people and there's really not much they can do for me. that they can address the symptoms (depression, anxiety, etc) but i need to do a blood test first to see if it's not just anaemia, and have i considered that i'm just tired out from work? and i seem fine honestly it's probably not even autism, everyone gets a little bit overwhelmed sometimes. here, have some magnesium. if you eat more vegetables you'll be fine. there's nothing else we can do. my computer says you're not autistic because you were able to make friends and you show signs of empathy. no i haven't updated my autism research since 1996. you're making a big deal out of nothing you seem fine. we can't help you. you seem fine. we can't help you. we can't help you. we can't help you.

#guess who saw another doctor today #well she did diagnose me with depression which is something at least #but when i talked about autism and the possibility of it being an autistic burnout she was like #do you have friends? a job? ok then it's probably not autism #it could just be regular burnout why does it have to be about autism? #Because I Know Myself And It Is. #and the worst part is every time they ask me why i think i have autism i suddenly forgot all of the symptoms i'm just like umm i feel weird #next time i'm writing it all down beforehand so when they ask me i can just hand them the piece of paper #with all the (up to date) autism research and all the symptoms i have (which is all of them) #anyway i feel so defeated it's so hard to think that life is just never going to get easier #rain.stuff

[utilitycaster]

ok you know what new fandom word we need is like. when someone has a character they claim isn't their favorite but who shows up in their fics and meta constantly and often in a positive light (sometimes even more so than their alleged favorite ships or characters), and/or is the primary character from whom they pillage traits and details to assign to the character they say they actually like the most.

#this happens a LOT with Fjord like people will be like this is my favorite (non-Fjord) Nein character #and then assign them Fjord's plot and traits #and also with Ashton. i could write an academic paper on how a certain ship is like. obsessed with ashton while claiming they hate them. #came up with blorfaux but that's actually wrong bc it's like. this is the true blorbo you just won't admit it #anyway. taking suggestions.

[fiapple]

society if dc hired a writing team of colour who could acknowledge the racial coding of starfire & raven, explore vic's status as a Black man in modern america who's specific disability further means his body is going to be read a certain way by certain people no matter what he does, along with potentially finding a way to sort through the racisim + fetishization that went into prior depictions of dick's heritage:

#i say team as i think team books would probably benefit from more co-writers anyway. allows for more perspective. also pays more artists. #also i think a prior lack of racial sensitivity on the part of major corporations calls for paid opportunity to- for lack of better terms #because i'm stoned & can't find them- fix the fucking mess of it all #there's so much you could do irt to sociopolitical commentary if you just hired the right fucking people. i'm so over this jesus fuck. #dc #ntt #teen titans #the titans #like and even ignoring that there's so much you could do with the idea of friendships & teams as communities if the job was given to #someone who actually fucking CARED about any of those things. #anti tom taylor #legit if i see anyone on the dash praising it i will lose all respect for their opinions. #this man is worse than every insta poet put together and we could have had SO MUCH FUCKING BETTER. #cis white guys write the most absolute crap-paper worthy at best stories&comic companies are just like ''here go. fuck up even MORE stuff'' #am angry #if you see the version of this post with a typo just say nothing. yes my brain was just going ''why why why why'' that hard.

[zerokogane]

I don’t think I’ll ever get over kiamei

#kiamei #kiana kaslana #raiden mei #it’s the way there each others most important person #they love each other so much 😭 #I could write a full research paper on them #herrscher of flamescion #kiana x mei #herrscher of thunder #mei x kiana #herrscher of finality #herrscher of origin #the way they’re so intertwined in each other’s character and arcs #that you can’t take one out without completely changing the other #honkai impact 3rd #honkai impact

[victheclown]

Dance with the Devil (BandPunch)

(Actual writing continues under cut !!)

Opening the giant doors leading inside of the Studios’ theater, Robin led the much shorter man through the empty line and all the way backstage for now, all the while Leon glanced around the place with a curious look while he was being metaphorically dragged to where they were meant to go.

L: “Woah… Dude, this place is really cool! I can totally see why you were put to guard the place here-”

R: “Of course I was! It simply makes sense.”

L: “Sure thing dude, hehe.”

Finally, from behind the stage, the two were on the actual theater stage. The entire seating area for a potential audience was empty currently, and apart from a few stage lights now being turned on, all of it was dark. It was actually almost entirely empty, apart from them both, and a few origami soldiers that seem to be roaming about, doing… whatever really.

L: “.... Huh! Kinda liveless here. Figured there’d be more of an audience!” R: “There will be. But…” Robin crossed his arms, turning away from Leon as he gazed off to the side for a moment, furrowing his brows as he thought for a moment… Was this good? Will this work out? Was he even… Entirely sure what he wanted to do anymore?

… It’s like every bit of a plan he had for this moment suddenly slipped his mind. He could only barely think straight now as he let out a quiet, mildly frustrated sigh… Why was it so hard to think? He has no issues planning anything down to the smallest letter, to make sure everything would be perfect… Why couldn’t he now?

L: “... But?” The demon slightly tilted his head in response, just a little confused before Robin quickly turned back towards him, putting his hands behind his back with an attempt to throw away any doubt and regain his composure once more.

R: “... We won’t need any audience tonight. I'd only like to practice.”

Leon quickly put on an excited smile again as his tail began to sway around a little behind him. L: “Yeah! You said something about dancing, yeah dude?”

R: “Mhm…” L: “.... Just, uhh, why me exactly? I’m not sure if my style of dance is exactly what you need-” R: “- And yet, you are the only one who knows at least something about dancing in general.”

L: “... Yeah! Sounds about right.”

With that out of the way, Robin looks over to a small group of Folded Soldier Shy Guys carrying equipment around, before pointing at one of them and calling out to them. R: “You! You’re going to be on the piano again. Just as practiced, alright?? I don’t want to hear anything out of tune today!” Without hesitation (and possibly out of mild fear), the Origami Shy Guy hurries over to a small stage piano, which it rolls over a little to get it into position before sitting down on the chair. Robin looks back down to Leon, clasping his hands together in front of his chest.

R: “Alright darling. It’s really not difficult, just a simple waltz. All you have to do is follow my lead.”

L: “... Isn’t that going to be a bit hard? Why didn’t you get someone taller than-” R: “We’ll manage. No more talk back now, we ARE doing this, okay-”

He was going to admit, seeing Robin this adamant about this was a little confusing to say the least. But he was completely up to helping his fellow dancer, even if he didn’t quite understand his thought process behind asking him in particular. With a quick crash course from Robin around how closed positions in a waltz worked and Leon having an at least decent grasp at how it worked in theory, he eventually snaps his fingers at the Shy Guy at the piano, signaling it to start playing on his cue.

R: “Okay… You don’t need to do much. Just… Follow what I do. Simple enough?”

L: “Yup! Can do, dude.”

Well then. Robin took a bit of a breath before placing his right hand, slowly, on the other’s back, and then leading Leon’s left hand, letting it go at his right shoulder then, where Leon placed it then. Taking his now free remaining hand into his own then, he taps the back of his heel on the ground to alert the piano assigned Shy Guy.

Then, counting down from four, their dance began. To the slow and graceful music from the piano, Robin attempts to guide Leon around the stage in their dance. It went about as he nearly expected - Leon wasn’t doing terribly, but he definitely wasn’t at all familiar with such a slow and coordinated way of dancing. Needless to say, he fell over quite a few times, whether it be over his own feet or over Robin’s. 

It did test Robin’s patience, quite a lot even. But something inside his mind wanted to keep going anyway, if just to be here for a little while longer. Even if this just went wrong in every possible way, simply the way of being this close, hand on hand, arm around him, moving so closely together to the soft ringing of the piano keys echoing through the theater… He couldn’t deny it. It was a feeling he didn’t want to stop.

As the amount of times they had to try again due to a dumb mistake from Leon, he began to grow a little less enthusiastic about all this. He expected this to be difficult for sure, but that he was going to be THIS bad at this? He honestly did expect at least a little better of himself… And part of him thought that Robin did so as well. During their next attempt, his gaze wandered off to the side a little, with a frown on his face.

R: “... Hey, darling. Look at me.”

Robin was rather quick to catch up on this. After getting Leon’s attention and gaze on him once more, he took a moment to try and figure out what to say, and ultimately… he just spoke freely from his mind for once.

R: “... You’re doing great, Leon. You’ve never done this before, so don’t feel bad. Alright?”

Leon quietly stares up at Robin for a moment, not quite sure what to say or how to react. He then let out a quiet chuckle before putting on a happy little grin, his tail slightly swaying around a little as they moved.

L: “Heh... Okay. Thank you.”

As he smiled up at him, Robin felt as if his heart just began to burn up inside of his chest. A feeling, amongst many right now, which he wasn’t used to at all. He nearly instinctively put his hand on top of it, lightly pulling and pressing on the bands that made up his harness to let out some built up emotions through his hands. But in no way was that enough. How was he supposed to even react to something he’d never known before? Should he laugh? Cry?

R: “... Heh… Haha.. Ahahaha-!-”

… He ended up doing both. He suddenly stopped and let go of Leon, supporting his hands on his knees as he lowered his head with a mixture of laughter and some light sobs. It was nearly out of his control now. He lived for drama, sure… But this was something else, even for him.

Leon stumbled back a little when Robin almost broke down laughing and crying, nearly forgetting he even felt down before. Instead he now felt a little panicked at this rather unnatural reaction from his friend.

L: “R.. Robin?- Are.. Are you okay, dude-” But it was almost to no use. Robin put a hand on his head, hiccuping a little from the continued cry-laughter as he seemed to try and specifically avoid looking Leon in his eyes right now.

R: “Haha-... Stop… Stop looking at me with that… Dumb… Cute… Face of yours..!..”

That was all he managed to bring out between fits of laughter filled with tears running down his face.

L: “... Huh?”

Not all too sure how to react or what to say, Leon simply stood around, waiting for anything else to happen. He lightly fiddled around with the zipper from his jacket, until Robin managed to calm down enough to get back up, letting out a few shaky laughs as he wiped any remaining tears from his eyes. Though there still remained a hint of distress in his voice as he finally began to speak up again.

R: “... Haha… Wow… I’m a mess… What a disaster…”

L: “Hey… Robin, dude- If something’s up, you can tell me..” R: “... I actually don’t even know what to say… Somehow…”

Robin let out a groan in frustration, grasping his harness’ bands with both hands as he took a deep breath, looking over to the much shorter man now with some desperation in his eyes. This was a scenario he wasn’t at all prepared for, a scenario he COULDN’T prepare for. He attempted to have everything figured out, that nothing could go wrong with this… And still he failed. All of these immense feelings messed up his brain and heart in more ways than he could ever have anticipated.

… He wanted to be angry so bad, but he couldn’t. Not at Leon, even when knowing he was the direct cause of this.

He can’t just be angry at him.

R: “... I can’t take this… Everything you do… Everything you say… It makes me feel so… so… gah-! I can’t take it-!...” That brief outburst got Leon to step away a little further, his tail wrapping slightly around one of his legs as his ears went down a little. He was a little stunned for a moment, not quite sure what was going on with his friend here, until he spoke again.

L: “... Do you… Want me to leave?” R: “No!- That’s EXACTLY what I DON’T want!-..... Gh…”

He truly couldn’t take this any longer. Whatever it was that was building up so much inside of him now, he couldn’t bring himself to contain it any more. Without much thinking, he reached over to grab Leon’s hands, leaning down to him as their faces were now only inches away from one another.

R: “You don’t understand Leon- I… I love you. I love you so much it makes me crazy-”

His voice quivered as he spoke, and for what feels like the first time in forever, he spoke completely freely from his completely overwhelmed mind now, flooded with emotions not even he could keep locked up for much longer.

R: “I.. I don’t know what to do. What was I thinking- To think this entire charade I’ve been putting up was in any way going to help with this- if only it made it WORSE- and I-... I…” L: “... Hey.” Leon briefly interrupted him in his stutters, wrapping his fingers around his hands now as he gave them a gentle squeeze. He was still a little unsure how to go about his own words, especially with how distressed Robin was in the moment. But part of him wanted to take the chance…

L: “... Did you mean this? What… You just said?” R: “... Yes. Yes I… I did.”

Both of them looked the other in the eyes now, with both now taking a moment to try and make up their mind on where to go from this. This was rather sudden…. But they could make it work, surely.

L: “... Heh, I’ll be real, this is kind of a surprise… Coming from you, from all people.” R: “... What makes you say that?”

L: “Y’know… Nothing against you really, but… You didn’t exactly seem like the kinda guy lookin’ for any kinda relationship like that… Especially not with someone like, well… Me.” Robin frowns a little for a moment, holding Leon’s hands a little closer to himself now as his tone begins to appear a little more collected again than it was just before.

R: “Oh darling- Don’t say that. You are a very interesting individual, yes… And your taste in music is abominable at best at times…”

He then let out another slightly frustrated breath, letting go of one of his hands now to cover part of his face, which was beginning to heat up quite a lot at this point.

R: “... But the Vellumentals be damned, your energy, your unrivaled passion for what you do.. And so much more… It’s something someone couldn’t help but… Love…”

By that point, Leon couldn’t help but smile again, his tail swaying back and forth now. A thought came to his mind then, something he in one way was a little hesitant to go forward with… But what the hell, here goes.

With Robin leaning down far enough that he could reach his face, Leon reached up just as much as he needed to with his free hand to place it on the back of Robin’s neck and gently pull him into a kiss, not thinking too much about it now. Robin was a little surprised for a moment. And though part of him was still quite overwhelmed by his own inability to keep his emotions in check… he didn’t quite pull back in any way, leaning into the kiss as he placed his own free hand on Leon’s shoulder.

Time practically stopped as the two stood in the middle of the theater stage together, in each other’s arms. They weren’t quite sure how long they’d been here now for as they eventually break the kiss, looking into each other's eyes in complete silence now.

Somehow, despite how wrong things went just before… It was all so good now, so… wonderful even. Robin almost couldn’t believe it actually… But now was not the time to freak out about it anymore. Somehow, it worked out… He didn’t know how, or if he would ever understand… But it worked.

L: “... Hey… Want to try that dance one more time? I think I’ll get it right this time.” R: “... Sure, sure. Of course.”

With a quick indicator for the piano music to start again, the two made their for now final attempt at this dance. It went well, not perfect, but well. And towards the end, Leon swiftly took a hold of Robin and picked him up into his arms, with little to no effort. Robin let out a surprised gasp for a moment, holding closely onto the other’s shoulders before he realized what was going on. Leon simply gave him a smile, his tail swaying in circles with excitement.

L: “Hehe, how was that?”

He let out a happy little laugh, Robin glancing off for a moment as he put a hand over his now very warm face.

R: “... Your posture needs work… But… It was good… Very good…”

In a way, he couldn’t help but admire that bit of confidence Leon showed him now. With Robin in his arms, he decides to sit on the stage floor now, loosening his grip on him a little so he could move.

L: “Heh, hard to get a good posture going when you’re so tall.”

R: “Now now… No excuses, heh.”

Robin moved a little to the ground himself, and after a moment of consideration pulled Leon over to his lap, loosely putting his arms around him, to which the other happily snuggled up against him with his head and a very soft and quiet purring sound. His tail slowly began to wrap around one of Robin’s legs now as the two cuddled up together.

R: “... Didn’t expect you to enjoy this that much.” L: “Mmrrp…”

He let out a light chuckle as he began to run a hand through Leon’s hair slowly as he leaned against him, to which Leon only responded by rubbing his head right into his hand.

R: “Heh… Look at you.”

He let out a soft, happy sigh, continuing to slowly and gently brush his fingers through the demon’s tied up hair. With the silence filling the theater room, it was a rather calming experience, something both of them rather enjoyed. Leon opened his eyes then as he looked up to Robin, speaking up with a lightly joking tone.

L: “Hmhm… Did the practice help at all by the way? Or was it just to get me to come with you?”

R: “Hm? Oh… Well yes, but… I really did want to practice a little also.”

Robin let out a light hum as he spoke, his gaze trailing off a little as his hand stayed gently rubbing Leon’s head now.

R: “... I do have a big show coming up after all… My big debut.”

L: “Yeah! You talked about that! You’re gonna nail that, I know it.” R: “Heh… I know… Hey. You should come to see it. If you can, that is.” He quickly raised his head at that, a small sparkle coming up in his eyes as he grins up at Robin.

L: “Oh…! Totally!! I can totally manage that, yeah!!”

His tail sways a little against one of Robin’s legs it was currently wrapped around, to which he gave a smile of his own in response.

R: “Heheh… Wonderful.”

They were there for a few more hours for sure, until it came to Robin that he had a few things to take care of of his own now. Soon enough, the two got to the currently very quiet entrance to Shogun Studios, where they bid each other farewell.

R: “Alright... Until next time then.

L: “Yeah! It’s been… Really, really nice with you.” Though his normal enthusiasm still shined through, there was a hint of how flustered he was now also. Robin couldn’t help but chuckle at that before leaning down to the demon and giving him a kiss on his cheek, rendering the other speechless for a moment.

R: “Remember me in your dreams now, will you darling?~”

Leon was stunned for a brief moment, slowly putting a hand over what was now the smudge of yellow lipstick on his cheek. It took him a moment of just staring up at Robin before he could speak.

L: “... Heh… I will… I could never forget someone like you.”

R: “I’m simply flattered.”

He smiled down at him as he slowly turned his way back to the way towards the studio, giving him another smile and a wave as he spoke.

R: “Take care then, darling… I love you.”

This last part…. Came almost naturally now. He felt so calm, even with all these new feelings still stirring around inside of him. And surely, that feeling was mutual between them both. With a wagging tail and a very enthusiastic wave in return, Leon stumbled his way off on his own.

L: “Love you too !! See you !”

R: “... And when the time comes, don’t forget about my show!”

L: “I promise you- I wouldn’t miss it for anything in the world!”

#writing #pmtok #paper mario #the origami king #los #legion of stationary #bandpunch #Hole Punch | Leon #Rubber Band | Robin #I wrote this a while ago before i got active on tumblr again n remembered this so fkgdsjkgsd #may not be great #im no good at writing but i like to get silly sometimes #this was one of those times #i love them so much no one could ever love them like i do im gonna sob #crying wailing even/pos

[im-the-j-in-anthony-j-crowley]

If demons can't spell... what is written on all the papers in hell?

#Shax does not know how to spell AND WORKED WITH THOSE PAPERS #it could be that they write in some other language #But at the same time... what? #We have only seen them with papers #Heaven has things stored in a very different way #I find it very worrying that the group that we are told does not know how to spell are the ones that have everything stored in written form #It seems... cruel #Please give them a more accessible way #I feel that I am slowly on my way to becoming the advocate for demon's rights #good omens #good omens season 2 #good omens 2 #good omens demons #good omens shax #anthony j crowley

[the-monkey-ruler]

My theory is that Wukong was laying it on thick because he was guilty and ashamed of how his actions led to the death of so many of his monkeys and he knows fighting Erlang in revenge would be futile anyway. Make friends with Erlang to hopefully stay his hand in the future. I feel sorry for Wukong to be honest because I don’t think he killed anyone in Heaven unless I misremembered. Oh and I could see Erlang being the type whose a good son who is good to humans but he didn’t see the monkey demons as his equals which would’ve made it easier for him to enact the revenge.

I personally think something different.

First I'm like 90% sure that Wukong definitely killed celestial soldiers. We don't get any gory details unlike with the property he writes about killing demons but he was in war and did treat 100,000 more as canon fodder in his way rather than actual battles so that has to be taken to interpretation.

Erlang Shen is such a complex character with a varied past and history but when it comes to who he is as Yang Jian is fascinating how he could view himself or heaven. He was birthed to his mother, someone whose job was to help gods hone their emotions and fall in love with a mortal, thus having him and his siblings. He loses more than half of his family in a single day, his older brother, his father, and his mother, leaving both him and his sister to be on the run from heaven. And from there while a lot of stories show that he saved his mom he was still under heaven's rule as he and his sister take their right to heaven by force even if they are seen as lesser than.

Erlang is the one fighting heaven's rule and is still considered 'unruly' as he doesn't even live in heaven. He sees someone like himself, Sun Wukong fighting for his place in heaven and demanding to be recognized. But the difference is that while Erlang Shen can see similarities with Sun Wukong he also sees faults. He knows that Wukong isn't going to stop, even when he does get what he wants until he is putting all of heaven and earth in danger for the sake of his arrogance.

And I think there is this common theme of Erlang Shen seeing himself in his enemies and making them even MORE determined to break them. In Lotus Lantern he sees his sister doing the same act their mother did, and sees that she is risking everything putting his husband, herself, and now their newborn son in danger for what he considers a selfish act. He has been the hero in so many tales but it's only when it's personal does he stand as the villain, becoming the same thing that he once fought against because he thought THIS IS FOR THE BEST. That this is right and that Yang Chan should have learned from their mother better and that Liu Chenxiang needs to learn he isn't going to get his way.

And I think he feels similar to Wukong, seeing someone he relates to and feels responsible for being the one to shut them down. That the harsher the punishment the more likely that they will not get back up again. They will stay down and accept things how they are rather than asking for more.

I don't think Erlang Shen would look down on the monkey demons as he doesn't show he looks down on Wukong, at least for not being a Yao. Rather he thought that it was deserved for Wukong to learn, to lose his family just as he did if that meant Wukong would finally stop. It might not be said but I think Erlang was very emotional during the whole ordeal, enough to push him to these extremes.

That is were things get really interesting!

And Wukong, rather than holding a grudge, forgives Erlang. For whatever reasons he has I think that he never wanted it to come to that but he isn't willing to try to act for vengeance again. They have both fought heaven, they have both got titles they wanted but neither got what they really wanted. Erlang being his family back and Wukong being everything he thought he deserved. One accepted with what they got and they other kept pushing for more. But in the end, I think Wukong was the one to really understand what it means to let go and to grow as a person, not by rejecting past mistakes but by accepting them and living with them.

Wukong wouldn't call killing his family a great kindness and this is where the theory that Erlang Shen prologued the burning of Flower Fruit Mountain to give the remaining monkeys time to hide from the fire under the bridge. Some even said that Erlang Shen was the one to protect the monkey to a certain point until Wukong was released giving up his duties as the monkey said that only in the last two years when Wukong came back were they being hunted.

Nothing is really cut and dry and considering that this is a very old story may be subtle hints of what really transpired are overlooked or lost in translation but I do think that both Erlang Shen and Sun Wukong have a great amount of respect for one another and while they were so similar they were almost too alike in that they could see their own flaws on the other, making the rivalry even more intense and more dramatic.

#journey to the west #jttw #erlang shen #yang jian #sun wukong #these two are such parallels it hurts #forget poetry I could write a thesis paper about them #so good #such good allegories #anon #anonymous #anon ask #ask