also look at patrick kill me

How it started

Regarding me believing Jeffrey Dahmer was Autistic(not confirming; post-mortem diagnosis is again something would be considered a no-no), it did not take me long at all to begin to observe that when I became obsessed with the case in May of last year. I recall watching one of those documentaries about him. I think it was that old one with Detective Patrick Kennedy talking about it while in the car driving around Milwaukee - “To kill and kill again”. That documentary had pieces of recordings from Jeff himself talking about his crimes which was when I heard his voice for the first time. I remember in my mind going ‘WTF?’ Something about his speech stood out to me right away, I recall. I also saw those television interviews and saw that he looked like it too. I noticed after all these years that people with Autism have this look - translucent(often pale) skin that tends to go patchy and ruddy(probably due to dramatic changes in temperature or environment, stress, illness, or other reactions). Every Autistic person I have seen had that certain look and I couldn’t explain what it was until just recently. I notice something about the eyes as well. That was when I started digging into that.

This has gotten to be sort of a hot topic after a while and it drew some negative attention to myself, so I have been more careful not to get too obsessive about it. When this began, I made some very long posts about what I’ve observed about Dahmer which much of it was peripheral information and facts on the serial killer and was more or less focused on his crimes. I was trying to be careful not to give people the impression that I was linking Autism to violence. It still wasn’t too balanced and I inadvertently made some people assume that I was minimalizing the crimes Jeff committed and disregarding the lives he took. I’m also just personally sharing how this started. I was recapping bits of when I first got interested in this.

anonymous asked:

The struggle when you try to find audio porn that matches Sir Patrick's voice but you still come up empty after sweeping the entire British tag. Honestly, it just proves to me that there's no one that can sound exactly like David and now I can't stop smiling and melting. I've fallen so deeply in love Khat h e l p. -Sir Patrick Morgan anon


My thoughts- the beginning of my obsession vs now
  • Patrick Stump: heh this dudes kinda cute i guess i mean i really like the glasses
  • Pete Wentz: what is this emo thing--well he's kinda cute now
  • Joe Trohman: wow geez that is quite some Hair®
  • Brendon Urie: that hair needs to not do that thing also his forehead is bigger than mine
  • Ryan Ross: Gay® Emo©
  • Spencer Smith: who
  • Jon Walker: what
  • Gerard Way: this dude looks like he could kill me with one finger...i like it
  • Frank Iero: wow this dude does some pretty crazy stuff on stage he's kinda cute i guess damn
  • Mikey Way: what is this emo nerd
  • Ray Toro: Hair
  • V.S.
  • NOW
  • Patrick Stump: my actual precious child with a dozen lungs i love you so such also marry pete pls
  • Pete Wentz: this emo thing needs to be stopped but also marry pattycakes pls
  • Joe Trohman: my actual idol does not give two shits also great looking family also chill with the ever changing hairstyle
  • Andy Hurley: marry me pls
  • Brendon Urie: FOREHEAD MONSTER MAN does he squeeze his balls to hit those notes also what is with the frank sinatra tat beebo
  • Ryan Ross: my child please come out of the shadows and start a band or something pls i beg of you
  • Spencer Smith: i wonder what he is doing is he okay did he drink enough water today is he happy will he start a band with RyRo
  • Jon Walker: retURN
  • Gerard Way: fuck you and your stupid ideas but also fuck me also your wife this totally hot also i love you
  • Frank Iero: i love you can i call you daddy but not in a weird way marry me i love you and your short self bb
  • Mikey Way: you own my ass dude
  • Ray Toro: how is it possible to be so talented and have such grat hair like fr dude
Mr. March: "I'm just going to have to kill God"

This line struck me as peculiar tonight, perhaps because the aftermath of Mr. March’s actions punished those who sinned against God. So in a sense he became God himself. In order to “Kill God” one needs the antithesis, evil. And evil comes in no greater form than the Antichrist. So is Mr. March the predecessor of Tate? Is Michael finishing his great-great-so and so’s work by killing God, so that Mr. March, and his like, can find peace? Michael killing for infidelity, which just so resulted in his birth. Just like those murals painted on the Murder House walls, which ironically also came into being around the same time, as Hotel Cortez.

Also, why did the hair of Mrs. March (although resembling something like that of the Countess) remind me of an unholy abomination that Chad and Patrick had to withstand? A certain Constance Langdon?

With all this being said, is Dandy in fact related to the Langdon’s or Constance? After all, the Mott’s are natives of the Old Dominion…

And why does John look like he could be Johnny Thredson’s brother or Ben Harmon’s?


I realized that I never posted any of my work from Gravity Falls.

This was one of the most challenging and fun design assignments I’ve ever had.  Originally called “Bear-Bear”, the Multi-Bear was a crazy mutant bear with bears for arms and legs.  I recall Alex and Mike telling me an idea for a scene where Dipper is consoling a sad bear monster… “There there Bear-Bear”.   I did the rough sketch and in an unusual twist of fate, I think I nailed it conceptually pretty quickly.

Erik Fountain had to board a sequence with the bears and I thought for sure I would have to really simplify the final design once he was done.  Erik ended up killing it and I didn’t have to adjust the design much at all.  The reverse ¾ position on the turn is pretty wonky now that I look at it… I must’ve rushed through it a bit since there was so much line mileage.

Oh!  I also did a really quick color pass on this design to send it off to the voice actor we were trying to get.  I thiiiiink we approached Patrick Stewart, but he passed.  Then we got Alfred Molina!  Pretty sweet if you ask me.

so yeah.


If you want survival, kneel on my arrival
This is how I rule the world
No one can stop me, for only I am in control

The Master / Harold Saxon fanmix (also with Doctor/Master)

when you’re evil - voltaire // hail to the king - avenged sevenfold // don’t mess with me - temposhark // slipping - neil patrick harris // iron - woodkid // vampire smile - kyla la grange // glory and gore - lorde // I’d love to kill you - katie melua // kill of the night - gin wigmore // king of the world - porcelain and the tramps // wires - the neighbourhood // monster - imagine dragons  

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#Supernatural TippiTV Recap: 10-1 "Black" (Repost)

(The formatting was driving me crazy. I had to do it over.)

Welcome back to my recaps! They were made possible by many fine backers, whom I’ll mention individually at the end if they’ve given me the OK.

The Road So Far:

How great is it to hear Pat Benatar in the montage? Pretty great. I have to confess, though, that for about ten years I thought she was singing “events of the wiener” instead of “invincible winner.” Considering a couple of scenes in this episode, I think my interpretation would have been apropos. Also, I’m glad they included Dean’s slo-mo Godzilla roar.


Some lady demon is handcuffed and being tortured for information by an unseen captor. She goes on about how she’d heard rumors a Winchester had gone bad, and we’re supposed to think she’s talking to Dean, but surprise! Sam’s the one slicing and dicing her. Or, rather, maybe it would have been a surprise if the CW hadn’t been promoting this scene. He slits her throat and demands she make one of those demonic phone calls.

Four weeks go by. Presumably the demonic phone call yielded nothing. Sam hears from other hunters that very little evil seems to be afoot. He’s wearing a shoulder sling because Jared Padalecki decided to wrestle Osric Chau at a convention or something. But think about what this means for the character. Sam’s been hurled through windows and into cars, tossed around like bags of bony meat, smacked around by every conceivable monster and generally ends up with barely a scratch. To end up in a sling for weeks and weeks? Some demon must have actually yanked out his arm like an overcooked Renaissance Faire turkey leg. Then I imagine Sam went home, jammed his arm back into place with a moist slurp of joints clicking back into place, slapped a couple butterfly bandages on the seam, and held it all in place with a sling and a prayer.

Saddened, he wanders over to Dean’s old room in the Lair O’ Letters and mulls over a note his brother was nice enough to leave behind.

Finally, he comes across a clue in the news and hurries to call Castiel about it. Castiel, holed up in some motel bed somewhere, tries to hide the fact that he’s coughing up his trachea. Years of growling out his dialog have finally taken their toll. Also, he’s dying because of his angelic grace fading away to nothingness, much like any interest I may have once had in angelic storylines.

Eventually, they get around to talking about Dean. “I miss him,” Castiel sighs.

“You think there’s any chance at all that Dean is still,” Castiel starts to ask. Sam cuts him off: “That he’s still even remotely Dean?” The question makes him so sad that he just… stops talking and ends the call. It didn’t seem like the conversation was over, but whatever. People just hanging up on each other.

Meanwhile, Dean is in some karaoke bar, duckfacing his way through “I’m Too Sexy.” Everyone is pretty horrified, except for a pretty blond waitress who makes flirty eyes with him. Please note that Dean does not have to consult the monitor for the lyrics, so familiar is he with this musical masterpiece. Meanwhile, Crowley is deep into an unheard conversation with a couple of bar patrons. Judging by his pointing, he must be talking about Dean.

Cut to Dean and the waitress finishing up some bedroom acrobatics. They’re pretty impressed with all the wild sex they just had, even though there’s not one drop of sweat anywhere, and the waitress’s hair is neatly arranged on the pillow. “Just don’t get too attached,” Dean reminds her. “Because I’m just rollin’ through.” I seriously can’t tell if this is supposed to indicate that he’s an asshole, because this show has such a bizarre take on sex sometimes. I mean, consensual sex between two adults where the guy specifically tells the woman he doesn’t want to lead her on could be considered evil on this weird show, so I just don’t know.

Crowley waltzes in, annoyed to find the two hump bunnies availing themselves of his bed. He’s even more scandalized when Dean fails to trouser himself and he gets a glimpse of the ol’ infernal externals. The ol’ serpent and fruits of knowledge. The one-eyed demon and Beelzeballs.

Later, Dean and Crowley challenge two guys to a game of foosball. They’re the bar patrons Crowley was talking to earlier, and they look exactly alike. Are they two-thirds of the triplets Crowley mentions later? The Demonic Duo lose the game because they’re so busy arguing about the waitress, Ann Marie, whom Dean then notices is being accosted by some guy at the bar.

Dean beats the snot out of the guy and gets all territorial about Ann Marie, which doesn’t impress her nearly as much as his boudoir antics.


Hannah drops in on Castiel, who, as it turns out, is as neglectful in the pants area as Dean.

She feels super awkward about it, although, as an angel, shouldn’t she regard his human package as inconsequential? It’d be like seeing a monkey’s wang at the zoo.

While he laboriously dresses himself in the bathroom—every move is plainly exhausting—she fills him in on Heavenly news. Long story short: Metatron is still in jail and the angels have no leader. Some of the angels have killed others who tried to force them back into Heaven. “Well, we have free will now, so suck it,” Castiel doesn’t say, and instead agrees to help her confront the rogues.


Sam follows his lead on Dean, which brings him to some security video of big bro killing a demon at a convenience store. This is the first time Sam sees Dean’s new black eyes. In the present, Dean kills another demon who jumps him behind the bar. No black eyes that time.

Weird cut to some dude’s heavage as he works out. The workout montage goes on long enough to let us know he’s really serious about keeping himself in a state of preparedness. Also, he looks like the lovechild of Jeremy Renner and Robert Patrick. He gets a fax of Dean’s picture from the security footage. This is followed by another montage—this one of him packing up a bunch of weapons.


En route to meeting the rogue angels, Castiel has to pull his pimpmobile over because Hannah is nauseated. Now, on TV, whenever a woman is nauseated, this usually means one thing.

They take the opportunity to talk about how Castiel is dying and needs more grace. This could almost be a conversation between any two people watching me dance. She thinks he should just kill another angel, but he’s rather adamantly opposed to that idea.


Sam talks to the sassy store clerk who saw Dean—or Porn Guy, as he likes to call him, on account of his affinity for titties in print. Luckily, the dead guy left his phone behind, because Sassy, as entertainingly sassy as he is, is basically useless. Turns out the demon got a text alerting him to Dean’s location, and went to avenge Abaddon’s untimely demise. When Sam calls the sender back, it’s Crowley who answers.

Sam is under the impression that a demon is possessing his brother’s corpse, but Crowley sets him straight. They bicker about who should get custody of Dean, and bicker long enough for Sam to have traced the call.


Castiel and Hannah find Daniel the angel fishing in an idyllic little stream. He rhapsodizes about fishing like he’s Will Graham with lesser dialog. He says he only killed the other angel because the other dude tried to force him back to Heaven. Hannah gets tired of listening to all this talk of fishing and freedom, and whips out her blade. Castiel calms her down and convinces her to suffer through more of this boring storyline. Noooo!


At the bar, Crowley confesses to Dean that he sent the attacking demons. “To keep you sharp,” he explains. They talk about how killing “sates” the Mark of Cain and keeps Dean from turning into a demon. But… isn’t he already a demon? Maybe they mean, like, a really scary evil demon, because so far, Dean is only about a 3.5 on the Numeric Scale of Evilness:

Also, shouldn’t killing make him more demonic?

Anyway, Crowley wants to rule Hell with Dean at his side, but Dean is too busy having fun to want any part of that. “The deal was, we howl at the moon,” Dean reminds him. “No time stamp, no expiration date.” But Crowley’s done with hanging out in dive bars. “We’ve howled, we’ve bayed—we’ve done extraordinary things to triplets!” Like… at the same time? Because Crowley seemed sort of prudish about Dean’s nudity. As a last resort to light some hellfire under Dean’s perky-but-contented ass, he mentions Sam is probably on his way, seeing as how Crowley totally let him trace that call.


Sam is driving along a dark, deserted stretch of road when his car dies without warning. The Renner-Patrick lovechild just happens to be happening by, seeing as how he’s the one who rigged Sam’s car. Sam, his guard down and down one arm, is easily taken captive.


Dean drinks and sings more terrible karaoke, and drinks some more until he passes out. How do demons even get drunk? Anyway, he wakes up in his motel room with Ann Marie trying to take care of him. He invites her to run away with him, but she turns him down because she has sense like that. His widdle feelings hurt, he calls her a skank. She says she feels like she deserves that, because that’s how screwed up she is.


Angel storyline. They’re joined by Adina, another angel who wants to be free. Hannah and Adina fight, then Daniel jumps in to defend Adina, and Castiel kills him to save Hannah because whatever. Adina manages to cut Castiel before scampering off into the woods. Hannah wants to go after her, but Castiel reminds her that, as the C-plot of the episode, they don’t have time for that nonsense.


Crazy kidnapper doesn’t identify himself, but his name is Cole, and that’s what I’m gonna call him because he’s taking too long to introduce himself. He drags Sam into a barn and zip-ties him to a chair so that he can speechify about wanting revenge against something Dean did a long time ago. Sam warns him against that. “He’s a monster,” he says. “Well, he was, many, many moons ago, but now he’s prey,” Cole says, “and I’m the monster now.”


Castiel and Hannah argue some more in the pimpmobile. “Without rules, there’s chaos,” she says. “Out of chaos, rise angels like Naomi, Bartholomew, and Metatron.” For some reason, Castiel doesn’t point out that Hannah is acting like those very angels right now and instead focuses on how it’s not so bad to be human. There’s stuff like art, hope, love and dreams.

While he’s driving through the perpetually rainy night, Dean gets a call from Sam. Why did he even keep his phone? Of course, it’s not Sam, but Cole using his phone. He threatens to kill Sam unless Dean shows up.

“There’s no trade, there’s no meetup, there’s no nothin’,” Dean says, “except the 100% guarantee…that I will find you, and I will kill you.” So, like, he isn’t moved enough to rescue Sam, but he still cares enough to avenge him? Even Cole seems a little bit confused by that.

So that’s it. That’s the first episode of the tenth season. Before I get to the episode rating, I’d like to make my shout-outs:

Special thanks go out to Daniela A.; Omar Gallaga who got me into recapping in the first place; Porschel; Kris Troske; MissManners62. (There are a couple more of you, but there were a couple of communication issues, so you’ll get a shout-out in a future recap!)


I give this episode 3 out of 5 Hellhounds:

And one pair of men’s underpants:

–Tippi Blevins, TippiTV

anonymous asked:

who is shane morris

fucking huge asshole who says insensitive homophobic, fatphobic, racist, sexist, disgusting jokes and said all fall out boy fans should kill themselves and there should be another holocaust except with fall out boy fans

also look at how patrick fucking shut him down on twitter

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[i cant find the next one i think its something like “you would be lucky to have me as your manager”]

(read bottom to top on these next tweets)


and also he threatened Bronx i think ??

and also

also hes ryan ross’s manager