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i just had the funniest experience in vr chat, i joined a random server and the one i joined had Japanese people so i waddled around in my goofy club penguin avatar that i have saved, after a while a guy walks up to me and clones my avatar so were both penguins then another guy shows up and clone my avatar

now keep in mind there only speaking Japanese i don’t know what they are saying, then another guy joins in, so i got a group of three penguin friends

we just waddle around and goof about, the one of them tries to talk to me, but not only do i not have a mic i also don’t speak Japanese, they figure out i don’t speak Japanese and start listing various places, they get the part of being European right, and after listing a lot of places they ask if im from the UK and when i nod they all just start cheering. after hanging out for a while one of them gets real close to me and whispers…

“penguin brothers forever”

this is such a specific premise that I'm not sure how many people will even vibe with it, but..... The Blue Castle Dreamling AU?

Hob Gadling in the Valancy Stirling role. aging out of his milieu. stifled and stagnating. longing for something beyond the small, limited scope of his restrictive family life. he gets diagnosed with a fatal heart condition and starts thinking about the end of his days.

Dream in the Barney Snaith role. secretive and somewhat suspicious. creative and adventurous and a little bit wild, but adhering to a strict, if obscure, personal code. thinks Hob is a good chum until he reveals the diagnosis and Dream realizes Hob's desperately seeking the kind of joy only Dream could provide under the circumstances.

Hob wants to live forever, but he thinks he's going to die. so he throws caution to the wind and marries Dream, thinking at least he'll taste a bit of real joy before he goes. they live out a magical year, doing everything he ever longed for: dancing, eating good food, reading good books, absolutely reveling in the natural beauty around them, delighting in physical affection for the first time in Hob's life.

and then (spoiler alert) the crisis: Hob should be dead, but he isn't. is Dream stuck with him now? has he saddled this remarkable man with his presence for the rest of his life? he learns more about Dream's family background and grows only more despondent. there's simply no chance such a wealthy, accomplished man would want to stay tied to a drab, poor, uninteresting person such as Hob...

except... he does? Dream follows Hob back to his drab, poor, uninteresting family home and shakes some sense into him. doesn't he realize that over the past year Hob has been the first thing to give Dream's life meaning? doesn't Hob realize that his pure, unaffected love for Dream-as-he's-perceived has changed Dream's conception of his very self and made him believe he could be loved as he is?

and then they live happily ever after...

context: L.M. Montgomery is most famous for the Anne of Green Gables series, but also wrote many other books, of which The Blue Castle is (tragically, imho) not very well known. it's one of her few 'adult' novels, and is available for free on Project Gutenberg. please read it and join me in my madness...

I JUST LIKED THE SHOT.

This makes me feel like I'm bidding goodbye to Narnia 😭🥺

It's gorgeous- whoever wrote this thank you for sharing it~~ 💕✨

We skipped around the snow

And danced with the snowdragon

We snuggled around the fire

And gazed across the ocean

Of misty blue eyes

And whispered goodbyes

favourite dresses

John and Arthur take the Long Drive! a Malevolent Animatic

How?

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major p5 screwup, there wasnt any big teen sleepover party

Okokokok here me out. We know very little about Charley and Rhonda's interest (beyond Rhonda and Berkley but that umbrella is vague), and next season we're probably going to start finding what Wally really wants to do with his afterlife. Maddie suggests that one weekend they have a talent show. No need for big demonstrations, just do what you want to do and share with everyone!

We could get the roaming ghosts in on it to. Mina working lights, the band could play a song beyond "When the Saints Go Marching In". Learn a bit more about the side ghosts and their deals. Not to mention, both Milo and Sarah can sing so I'm just saying- 👀

ummm

I like to think that even other machines think V1 is a freak.

Behold…

✨WORLDBUILDING✨

Excuse me as I go insane over the fact that Cybertron is an inorganic-organic hybrid planet

"I didn't steal them, I just... forgot to give them back."

close enough welcome back yzma and kronk

As much as I appreciate the trope of it being the 30's and Arthur explaining homophobia and John just being like why the actual hell is that a rule it makes no sense

I feel like there's an untapped well for whump in which John, who is canonically "fluid" with his orientation, makes some remark about a man being attractive, or even just absentmindedly doing something romantic in regards to Arthur, and Arthur just

Freezes

He goes so still, and on the blurry frontier where their minds overlap as seamlessly as their bodies, John can feel something has gone wrong. He tries to ask, tries to wonder at what he possibly could have done to provoke such a base, almost fearful reaction from his friend. All he gets is a verbal lash, and a stilted explanation that it is wrong to feel that way about another man, that it is a sickness, that it has no place in decent society

And as John lets the unexpected fire simmer down into its usual glowing coal, dread caves in on him

Is there truly ways to love incorrectly? Each time a quick thought about a passing stranger's face pops into his head, he feels the weight of that knowledge closing in, settling like tar around the black space that he has tentatively called his heart

The fact that love, the thing which played such a role in his journey, with all its struggles, to humanity, can be wrong

The fact that he is doing it wrong

Should he not be telling Arthur that he loves him?

Should Arthur not be returning the sentiment?

What's the difference, he wonders (to himself, as has become custom in these matters) between the man and woman walking down the street, their hands entwined, their smiles glittering, and the two men walking shoulder to shoulder, trading stoic glances and monotone jests

Are there other ways to love wrong?

Are there other ways he could be human incorrectly, could warp something he wishes to cradle between his own two hands like a young flower into something twisted, indecent, sick?

If he can't grasp the wrongness behind this, what is there to stop him from failing to grasp the wongness behind other things, behind other bits and pieces of humanity, so rare and hard earned, protected in the ether of his place in Arthur's mind

Basically, what if the 30's actually 30's-ed, and despite his distain for religion, Arthur still held the firm belief that being queer was a perversion and an illness?

And John fell somewhere in that umbrella?

YESSSS DRACULA DAILY IS BACK I LOVE ALL OF YOU I FEEL SO HAPPY