has anyone written a torsewell fic yet where torse keeps feeling that his clockwork is ticking faster or stalling for a second or just overheating so he goes to marya thinking that hes malfunctioning and hoping she can fix it. and she earnestly checks him over until he reveals these malfunctions only ever happen when hes with maxwell. then shes like “hmmm you know torse i once had a girlfriend too”
and then somewhere else on the zephyr maxwell asks van what its like to be in love and van is more than happy to talk about it gushing over what it feels like and at some point maxwell even chimes in and van realizes that the reason he asked is because hes got his eye on someone…and she asks who and he wont admit it so van has to wrestle it out of him because they cant be normal
NGL I think it’s hilarious how angry Europeans (and specifically Italians) get when Italian Americans call themselves Italian. A guy can be 100% ethnically Italian, have an Italian name, speak the language, uphold Italian cultural practices and they’ll argue with him if he calls himself Italian. And it’s kind of the opposite of how Irish people treat Irish Americans. They’re like “JFK was one of us. Obama? Also one of us.”
telling a guy he just isn’t Italian enough despite the fact he firmly identifies as Italian, has grown up in an Italian majorly area, has 4 Italian immigrant grandparents and is named something like Gianfranco Giordani vs. being like “This guy’s great grandfather was from Galway so we’re claiming this as another common Irish W.”
To be fair the Italians also do this to other Italians in Italy, my Nan’s from Rome & insists that everyone to the south of the city aren’t real Italians & everyone to the north are Tuscans not real Italians
Every other Italian I’ve ever met has also believed this but specifically about wherever it is they’re from
I think that the Italians may just be like that
You know, I think you may be correct. All written history of the Italian peninsula indicates some degree of inter-community haterism is integral to the Italian people.
I have a soft spot for zombie movies bc you know those extras are having fun. usually being a movie extra just means standing around blending into the background, but these guys get to put on gory makeup then run around screaming and growling and trying to bite people. aspirational
#i did zombie survival camp as a kid and once you were killed you got to be an npc and do all the creepy gore makeup and attack your friends. the emotional turnaround was crazy. you’ve spent four days in the woods building this complete immersion and fear. they systemically eroded our trust in all our counselors until it felt like we were completely alone out there. and then you’re finally too slow or don’t hide well enough. and then BAM. go to the makeup bin and start practicing your growling because it’s time to goof around freakstyle
Me watching Star Trek: This is a utopian future where humanity has transcended greed and war. Also Star Trek: We put the most unhinged man in charge of the flagship because he’s the only one crazy enough to keep out-logic-ing godlike aliens.
“average Starfleet commander mutinies 1.374 times in their career" factoid actualy just statistical error. average Starfleet commander commits 0 mutinies per year. Mutinies Spock, who has his captain wrapped around his finger & commits over 100 mutinies each year, is an outlier adn should not have been counted
I could never own a parrot. They are splendid and delightful joyful creatures but I could not match their fucking whimsy. If I woke up at 4:45 am on a tuesday to the sound of some gleeful feather-cloaked varmint doing aerial somersaults all over the house while singing the world’s most high-pitched whistle nightcore one-man a capella cover of Funkytown, I’d eat it.
light yagami was clearly so miserable, chasing grades and suppressing himself, trying to fit in and emulate normal teenage behavior, popular based on his looks and abilities but unknown to everyone and generally detached, a child prodigy experiencing massive burnout not because everything was too hard but because it’s ultimately pointless. sure he can become a cop/detective but the crime will never stop and people continue to suffer and who knows if thats even what his goal was or if he was just fulfilling what everyone expected of him. and then this kid who always had to be perfect because everyones counting on it, he needs to be #1 again and again and be a straight a student, be the top of his class, of everyone in the country.
like if death note werent a tragedy it would be a romcom where he finally meets someone smarter than he is and he’s a guy who is the other side of the same coin, visibly unkempt, openly morally grey at best, doesnt try to mask his obvious neurodivergence, and light would hate him. hate him sooo much because he did all this work to be the ideal son, student, man, and heres the #1–#3 detective living authentically, detached from the society light hates, praised for his intellect, always coming out on top no matter what. and hes jealous. he hates his stupid bare feet and eyes that either dont meet his or stare too long that completely read him and have figured out exactly what he is and who he is despite his attempts to shove it all down.
