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And then, after seeing all that, he thought “I want to go on a road trip with her. She seems stable😀” like Sir you’re just as insane as she is

Agatha just look fucking insane to Billy when she's still trapped in the spell will never not be funny to me.

The toy gun, and daisy pictures, THE SHIRT

Also, there’s a lighter engraved with “Agent Phoenix”, but at that point, the agency didn’t call us Agent Phoenix, that was just John’s Nickname for us. It didn’t catch on until after that mishion.

Which means he went to the trouble of getting a CUSTOM LIGHTER MADE with the right logo and everything, just to lock it in a drawer….

John Juniper is so extra I love him sm

Some more observations with IEYTD 2

There’s signs outside of just Handler’s odd line delivery in Safe and Sound. Look at what he gives us at the end of every level.

A cupcake and a bottle of champagne with a champagne flute.

Now let’s look at what Juniper leaves for Phoenix when trying to convince them he’s their handler.

A slice of cake and a glass of wine. It’s so close, but not quite right. He knew that Phoenix usually was given cake and alcohol, but not the little things. Why would John go out of his way to get champagne? He’s got cellars full of wine, and it’s not like that small detail will make much difference.

Honestly, when I first played I remember thinking wow that’s a lotta cake- because that is a huge slice of cake. You immediately know something’s off… but not what.

And the sandwich just feels like overcompensating. Handler has been shown leaving Phoenix sandwiches all through the first game, but not as much in the second one. It’s a safety net.

“See? I’m you handler, I even got you a sandwich!”

If I can’t bring the spoon to my face THEN I’LL BRING MY FACE TO THE SPOON

recently when im tempted to say 'i'm gonna kill myself' i try to correct it into saying "im gonna walk into the river and become a trout" or some other form of that. this is my new thing

Y’know what, I’m fully here for this. I might be bad, but it’ll bad in interesting ways. Live action remakes tend to feel like the original got watered down, but I think the opposite will happen because of how the medium of animation works.

This site: What the fuck is with all these animated shows getting terrible live-action remakes? We should start remaking live action media as cartoons to balance the scales.

The monkey's paw: *curls one finger*

if i can impart any one piece of wisdom to y’all, it’s to, whenever possible, assume good intentions

assume people are trying their best, want to be good and treat others well, and that when their behavior doesn’t align with those goals, it’s because of outside factors that are pushing them to their limit

it’s hard to do, it doesn’t always come naturally, but it’s worth it

Dead Boy Detectives Watch Party today, by @/moonkailan on Twitter. You don't need to be on Twitter, it can be in any social media and "If you can't join, just KEEP WATCHING. EVERY VIEW COUNTS THIS WEEK!"

eggs are most delicious when least touched by fire (so poached, sunny side up, etc declining in quality to over easy, hard boiled). this is because fire cleanses the egg of sin (primary source of flavor). this is also why the objectively most delicious egg is soft boiled (hardened purified exterior traps the delicious sin inside the soft gooey interior), and why scrambled eggs are morally ambiguous

I love being a nobody on here because I could make one of those ‘if this gets ‘x’ amount of notes I’ll go and actually work on my original works’ and it wouldn’t get near the goal

Actually life is beautiful because the sound I make while trying to breathe around hot food sounds like my dog trying to eat an apple. When I yawn my cat tries to put his face in my mouth like a little dentist man and when he yawns I put my finger in his obligate-carnivore trapzone and we both know he will not hurt me. When I do not fold my clothes, they do not hold it against me.

I am demonstrably sad, and lonely, and full of fear. But there are other people who will hold my hand, who will point out the hawk overhead, who will give you That Look in a public place. The other day at a coffee shop a child said “look! It’s snowing!” so all of us strangers went to go look out the windows. It wasn’t the first snow and it won’t be the last but wasn’t it lovely, like that?

How wonderful to live in a world where birds and frogs both say beep! How wonderful to have an ocean of beautiful sharks with their dinosaur teeth! How wonderful the moon and her changing face, how wonderful the bees and their dancing to communicate, how wonderful shrimp and their forbidden layers of vision! How wonderful, you, and what you will give the world! The way we love things enough to spend entire blogs devoted to them? How people will let me explain my Pokemon team to them? How we will both jump at the scare in the movie, how we laugh so loudly, how it feels to give someone your baking? How wonderful to be alive. I am sorry for forgetting.

This is the process of getting better. With wonderful people and wonderful strangers and wonderful friends: I am getting better, slowly. Thank you, whoever you are. In some way, you’ve been wonderful, and left a wonderful place in the world to ripple out to me. In some small way - isn’t it beautiful - I promise, you’ve been helping.