Your Laughing, They Finally Cracked The Zodiac Killer’s 340 Cipher And Figured Out The Fucker Can’t

you mean to tell me that after ALL THAT nureyev told juno his NAME

HIS NAME???

AFTER KNOWING HIM FOR A DAY????

idk if anyone's said this before but the fact that tma opens on angler fish is so amazingly poetic. the symbolism of jon being drawn in by the surface level knowledge he thought the magnus institute would provide only to be consumed and swallowed whole by the unnatural, twisted reality? *chef's kiss*

that post that's like everyone in w359 fucking hates each other until they introduce a new crew member upon which they band together and hate the new guy is soooo true but it's funniest with kepler. that bitch stuck to his guns for nearly the ENTIRE show he lost a hand and jacobi and command and maxwell and he was still talking about the big picture but rachel young takes one step onto the hephaestus and he's like actually fuck you i have morals now

Euh? Eh? Uh? A copper merchant?

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Ea-Nasir the Copper Merchant?!?

Neil and Andrew have never met, but their cats—Sir and King—decide today is the day that changes. When Neil’s disaster of a cat, King, leads Sir astray, it’s a showdown of sarcasm and simmering tension in the least likely of places: an alleyway cat hunt.

Part 1 of AFTG Flufftober 2024

thinking about the dichotomy between The Vast and The Buried lads

I love the reveal in Over the Garden Wall that the story isn't actually set in the past but that Wirt has been going through this whole adventure in a shitty last minute Halloween costume he threw together and only half intended for other people to see him wearing. Imagine travelling through a creepy magical forest that seems to be stuck in the 1800s for several days while being hunted by an evil shadowy tree man who wants your soul but you're wearing an old power ranger mask from 2008 and a cape that's just a beach towel. That's pretty much what Wirt's outfit is equivalent to and that's such a big mood

sometimes you have to pretend your kitchen is a club dance floor and get a little whorish while cooking your frozen pizza. it’s called living deliciously in a pandemic

the foxhole court is just neil and andrew discovering that they match each others freak and then fighting the mafia over the right to continue doing so. also kevin is there.

Juno and Buddy heckling each other under the guise of group deconstructive criticism while they’re both imprisoned in a Pavlovian hellscape is actually something that can be so personal