gaming with scissors

Highlights from the Yuri!!! on Stage Drama
  • The answer to the question: “what would happen if both Yuuri and Victor got drunk at the same time”
  • Which turns out to be: “they BOTH strip and get super flirty with each other”
  • Victor loving Yuuri’s off-season katsudon tummy and squishing it happily and excitedly
  • Victor drunkenly flirting with Chris, making Yuuri jealous and prompting him to go all “look only at me” and “you aren’t looking ENOUGH” on him
  • Them playing a drinking strip game (essentially rock-paper-scissors/janken)
  • The implication that this is a COMMON OCCURRENCE for Victor and Yuuri and that they do it often (i.e. whenever they drink together, which is apparently frequently)
  • Naked stretching during which “Chihokogate” happens
  • Victor getting super jealous at this “Chihoko” and assuming its Yuuri’s ex-lover
  • Yuuri waking up like 10 hours later with a vicious hangover, wearing Victor’s underwear on his head like its a goddamn crown, and the words “OVERCOME CHIHOKO” scribbled on his back
  • Everyone wondering where the fuck Victor disappeared off to
  • People accusing Yuuri of hiding him away
  • People accusing Yurio of getting rid of him bc they found his list of edgy exhibition skate titles (including: “Yuri on DARKNESS” klfjskdfjs)
  • Them finding Victor essentially flexing on top of Hasetsu Castle, naked
  • Victor, screaming at the top of his lungs for the whole town to hear basically: “THIS PERSON IS YUURI’S PAST, BUT I AM YUURI’S NOW
  • Y: “GET DOWN FROM THERE”
  • V: “IS THIS BETTER THAN CHIHOKO??”
  • Y: “WHO THE HELL IS CHIHOKO?????????”
  • The plot twist being Victor misheard Yuuri saying the word “shachihoko” in Japanese, and thus there IS no ex-lover lmaoooo
  • (The implication that this may mean Yuuri and Victor sometimes converse in Japanese bc Victor’s Japanese has improved to that point)
  • Y: “I COULD SEARCH THE WHOLE WORLD–NOBODY IS BETTER THAN YOU”
  • My soul being saved by this
  • Victor asking Yuuri to join him on top of the castle, naked
  • Yuuri ACTUALLY DOING IT
  • Them enjoying the view, while being naked and somehow not getting fucking arrested

Bonus:

  • Seung-gil being an affectionate drunk and kissing Nishigori LMAO
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Filthy Frank TV Lore Masterpost

I just wanted to take some time out (actually i’m bored) to fully explain the whole ~Filthy Frank~ lore, or at least, the “main” characters and how they weave in and out of the show.

Because, let’s be real, George didn’t even know what the hell was going on for the first two years and the Wikia is a mess.

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The Signs As Things I've Overheard This Semester
  • Aries: Intense game of Rock Paper Scissors after "well if we can't decide through words we'll just have to use our fists"
  • Taurus: "sorry could you repeat that? There was a motorcycle going by"
  • Gemini: "you know what the quiz is on? good, I have to know I won't be the only one failing"
  • Cancer: "and then the professor had the audacity to ask us what day it was"
  • Leo: A serious debate over the best whip cream brand and their pros and cons
  • Virgo: "I've always wanted to be knighted by the Queen of England"
  • Libra: *while watching a hawk chase a squirrel* "ahh, the beauty of nature"
  • Scorpio: A story about a drunk dude falling into someone's yard and trying to make snow angels... despite the lack of snow
  • Sagittarius: *a student whispering* "so when's the test?" *the teacher immediately after* "please clear your desks for today's exam"
  • Capricorn: "yes, I made sure I wasn't caught" *hands over ice cream cone*
  • Aquarius: The most avid and heated discussion on alien shows and their potential legitimacy I've ever witnessed
  • Pisces: "how long will it take for someone to run over me if I just lay down right here?"
humans are weird

what about games, then? we have a HUUUUUUUGE ass variety of games, to be played alone, in groups, in competition or in collaboration: chance games (dices, roulette, certain card games, rock paper scissor), board games (from chess to monopoly to Colt Express and the Legends of Andor and Raise your Goblets and Patchwork and Snakes and Ladders), to videogames, to team games (soccer, rugby, basketball), to kids’ games (tag, the witch of colours ecc.), to roleplaying games, and many, many more. 

Like, imagine aliens stumbling upon humans who’re into a very hard game of rock paper scissor: they’re waving their fists madly, making signs with the fingers and yelling to and at each other, and they declare a winner every three finger gestures. They are told “we’re playing, don’t you worry, we’re not going to kill each other”. 

then they stumble upon a group having an extremely heated match of Uno, cursing each other as they drop +4 and +2 and dammit I just had declared Uno!!! again, they’re told “we’re playing, don’t you worry, we’re not going to kill each other”. 

then they see chess, where there are only two people playing mainly in silence, their brows furrowed in concentration. 

aliens are utterly confused. these two do not look like they are going to kill each other, what the hell??  

anonymous asked:

How do you make your own spells?

FAQ: How do you make your own spells?

Record every part of your spell. If a mistake is made, helpers will need detailed information to assist you.

edit: Remember to protect yourself with amulets, circles, by being in a warded space, etc., during creation and casting of spells if possible.

1. State your goal. “I wish to make a protective ward in my home.”

2. Consider what powers will help you with this goal.

  • What are you defending against or battling against? What stands in your way? What powers beat your opponent in a game of rock-paper-scissors?
  • What powers do you know? Which are your friends? Which can you quickly, safely, and intimately work with? The more powers you know, the better mage you become :)

3. Consider the physical form of the spell, which is tied to how the spell spiritually manifests.

  • Spiritual manifestation: Radiation outwards permanently. Physical form: Jar spell, container spell, jewelry, permanent spell you store somewhere so the energies radiate outwards.
  • Spiritual manifestation: Radiate outwards to immediate take action; temporary. Physical form: Immediate power boost which sends off energy, such as candle, incense, steam, running faucet, shaking jar full of sand. Anything involving fire, wind, rushing water, earthquake…. rapid movement!!
  • Spiritual manifestation: Spiritual connection or bond to a target. Physical form: Image of the target that can be manipulated (moved around, have things added or removed, etc). 
  • Spiritual manifestation: Breaking energies. Physical form: See “radiate outwards to take immediate action.”
  • Spiritual manifestation: Temporary wards. Physical form: See “Radiate outwards to take immediate action.”

4. Assemble the physical spell.

  • Place blessed ingredients in jars and containers.
  • Rub oils and herbs on candles.
  • Channel energies in to objects and seal them with permanence.
  • Add symbolic elements like feathers, bottles of soil, jarlets of water, etc.
  • Add images and drawings, including seals that represent powers.
  • Include poems which evoke the powers you need for your spell.

5. Empower the physical portion of the spell, which empowers the spiritual and magical portion of the spell. The way you choose to empower the spell affects how the spell manifests.

edit: For example, shaking a jar of earth may add slow, steady, building earth energy to your spell. Are you sure you would not prefer rapid fire? I find dancing, singing, and chanting can be easily customized to give exactly the type of energy you want to give. It may be more tiring than using elemental energy, however.

  • Slow charge for steady burn over many days: Charge in sunlight or moonlight over day/night cycle. Or, bury in earth for 24 to 72 hours. Activate/empower with extra boost if desired using the “fast burn for quick activation” techniques.
  • Fast burn for quick activation: Anything where fuel is rapidly burned in ANY fashion. This includes petroleum gas, candles, and the electricity it takes to run the water tap. Especially includes your personal physical, emotional, and mental energy burned to empower this spell. Specific examples: burning candles, lighting incense, shaking a jar of sand, dancing around, singing, repeating magical chants, putting the spell under running water, drumming, playing a passionate song, doing jumping jacks.

6. Activate your spell!

“Activate” your spell in whatever form makes sense. You may have noticed your spell was activated some point along its creation process and does not need to be properly activated. In other cases, activate the spell and allow it to come to completion.

In any case, in my path it is proper to announce your spell and properly send it off. Clearly state the intent of your prepared and empowered spell: “This spell is to get me more money by the next full moon.” Then, activate it:

  • Light the candle.
  • Put on the jewelry.
  • Put the jar in the closet.
  • Instruct the poppet.
  • Bury the toilet paper roll stuffed with herbs.

Honor the activation and make it a “real”, permanent spell by finishing it:

  • Say “so mote it be.”
  • Say “so may it be.”
  • Say, “it is done.”
  • Clap your hands.
  • Snap your fingers.
  • Do a unique hand sigil.

7. In the case of a permanent spell, do not forget to cleanse it using normal methods :) if casting a spell leaves you tired, cleanse, snack, and take a nap.

[faq project]
[the faq]

a few things i noticed from the vlive

  • all of the low murmered talking to each other picked up on the mic
  • the members looking at themselves in the mirror behind the camera
  • jungkook and tae laughing about writing spanking punishments
  • jin and jungkook arguing and jin yelling that he told his team they should’ve put begin on their board when the other team called it
  • when maknae line won and got the acrylic suga stands jimin deciding he was getting one, making jk and tae rock paper scissors for the other 
  • junkook spinning the board after winning
  • the constant beautiful sope
  • everyone but jimin got up to take the pictures and he sat there until someone called him over to the side
  • jimin saying he’s surprised how many pictures of namjoon there are on the phone they used to take the pictures
  • jm just giggling the whole time in general
  • hobi cleaning namjoon’s ear w the qtip
  • hobi saying he really wanted the acrylic suga stand prize
  • yoongi making up twister rules and jungkook continuously calling him out
  • namjoon: “jimin i wonder how bad you would be at this game [twister]”
  • Winner™ jk happy he collected all the photo cards first
  • yoongi flawlessly bullshitting that the rock paper scissors game was to decide who picks the punishment and not who gets the punishment after losing it
  • yoongi marking the punishment paper from his team so he could tell it and avoid it but accidentally drew it anyway
  • jin writing the kiss namjoon punishment, saying he didn’t think of having to get it himself, suggesting that only one person should take the punishment, asking namjoon if he wanted all of them to kiss him or just one, and doing The Most™ as with getting the punishment on the vlive before the wings album
  • exasperated namjoon asking if they could do the kiss later off screen then changing it to him getting a kiss instead of giving it
  • yoongi clapping off beat at the end bless

shiro: okay, someone needs to send pidge to bed

[after an intense game of rock paper scissors]

lance: aw man! keith cheated! (keith in the background: how do you cheat at rock paper scissors!)

lance, walking to over to pidge: heeeey pidgeon. you haven’t gone to sleep in 2 days, i think it’s time for you to-

pidge: *hisses*

lance: *shrieks*

Reggie x Reader: Fingers and thumbs, baby. (Part II)

A/N: OMG your responses were amazing! Enjoy Part II <3 </p>

Warning: Slight Angst

Plot: When Reggie and (Y/N) have been bestfriends their whole lives but the universe had other plans.

Originally posted by ivanxna


Tell that sadist she only have one more hour.

You ignored another text from Reggie, giving your red-headed bestfriend your attention. The neon lights from Pop’s literally only made your bestfriend more intimidating and unearthly. This week really passed by fast and before you knew it, it was a Friday and you are hanging out with Cheryl in your usual both in Pop’s while waiting for your other favorite person to arrive and pick you up.

“Is that cretin annoying you again?”

“Cherryyy.” You whined knowing where this conversation was going. Even with their mutual love for you, Reggie and Cheryl just couldn’t seem to get along with each other. That’s why you had to make sure you gave them equal attention which resulted to them having to deal with sharing you every once in a while.

“Okay,” she sighed raising her hands up in surrender. “This is me,” Cheryl said as she folded her hands at the table neatly on top of each other “, being nice.” She mustered up a smile which quickly fell. “Now let’s stop talking about that dunce. I’m sure he was just counting down the hours before he can have you for himself aguuuuhn.”

“Well, you did lose the ‘rocks-paper-scissors’ on where I would be sleeping over this weekend.” (Y/N) said as a matter of factly. It was truly comical to see the two of the most intimidating figures of Riverdale high fighting over you in a game of rocks-papers-and-scissors if you do say so yourself.

“He cheated, love and you know it.” Cheryl sipped on her – your milkshake – as if to prove her point. She suddenly paused and looked up at you before squinting and placing a red finger on her lips“Hmm, I wonder.“ 

"What?” You did not like the look on Cheryl’s face. You knew your bestfriend too well to know that whatever is on her mind is probably anything but nice.

“I wonder why he was so keen on letting you sleepover this weekend. Usually he always had things to do with his other brainless groupies or his croonies that’s why you always stay with me, so …”

“So what?”

“So what changed?” Another pause before she flattered her eyelash on you. “Don’t you think..?”

“Don’t I think what Cherry?” You asked, growing impatient by the minute.

She grinned mischievously. “Don’t you think Mr. Mantle finally grew a brain and realized his one and only love is in-front of him all this time?”

You couldn’t hide the blush on her face. Cheryl caught you too off guard. “Cherry how many times do I have to tell you we’re just friends!” You muttered, suddenly shy, but you knew it was useless when Cheryl just rolled her eyes.

“Fool God, fool the devil, but don’t try me, love.”

This time it was your time to roll her eyes. “I’m not fooling anyone, Cherry.”

“Not that i’m totally on his side but what’s wrong with being with him anyway?” Cheryl completely ignored you and your petty excuses. “He is hot, rich, and have that football scholarship in the bag being the captain of the Bulldogs and you have been together even before the two of us so I will trust his faithfulness when it comes to you.”

“Cherry–”

“Plus if you do get married and realize he sucks at the end you can always divorce him and live with me in New York.”

“Cher–”

“Speaking of ‘were-just-friends” you wouldn’t have said no to my offer and that university’s offer in New York if it wasn’t for him.“ She said, slamming her hand on the table.

Case closed for Cheryl.

"Fool the devil, my darling. But "just friends” hell even bestfriends, don’t do that.“

You stared at Cheryl to prove to her that there really was nothing going on between you two but all she did was squint and you sighed in defeat making her beam.

"Finally,” she smirked. “I was growing tired waiting for you to tell mwah. When are you planning to confess?”

"I’m not confessing, Cherry.” you sighed dragging the milkshake towards your direction and sipping it.

“Why not?”Cheryl asked, munching on a fry.

“He doesn’t like me like that! And it’s fine. I’m pretty sure this … crush or whatever it is will probably just pass.”

“Oh, honey, who said anything about a crush? You’re in love with that simpleton. I don’t know why but you are. And if he isn’t in love with you yet then he really is proving everything I have been calling him right and you know how he hates it when i’m right.”

“Cherry, Iet’s just drop it, okay?” You nearly begged.

“What do you have to lose?” She challenged.

“Uhh, our lifelong friendship? The relationship I have spent my whole life protecting? My dignity? My pride?”

“Touché’.” Cheryl threw an unfinished fry at you and it would’ve hit you straight to the face if you haven’t moved at the last second. “But hon, you should at least try. Cause as much as confessing may sound like a leap of faith, it would be better than regretting what you didn’t do, what you could’ve done." 

"I know,” you sighed. “But it really is a hopeless case, Cherry. I’d rather not waste my time and my friendship.”

“Look if you’re not even gonna become the endgame why don’t you just leave with me to New York? You got nothing left to lose.”

You glanced at her and she was seriously staring at you, ready for this argument. “I can’t leave him, Cherry.”

“Why not? He’s a big boy, (Y/N/N). He can take care of himself.” Cherry grabbed my hand. “Stop surrounding your life around him cause when he leaves you’d be left with nothing and i’d never allow that to happen to you.”

You thought about it. Are you really too dependable? Is it really the time to move on? Can you really leave Reggie after spending the last eighteen years of your life with him?

“If …” you gripped Cheryl’s hands tighter. “If all goes to shit –”

“Oh, i’ll be here, darling.” She gave me a sweet and comforting smile. “I’ll pick up the pieces.”

Your comfortable silence was broken by the familiar honk of a familiar car. “Speaking of the devil.” Cheryl sighed already taking her purse and placing too much money on the table. You giggled as you crossed your arms with hers as you walked towards Reggie who was leaning on his car.

“Had fun, ladies?” Reggie asked uncrossing his arms to remove his iconic letterman jacket and place it on your shoulder.

You muttered a small “thanks, Reg”.

“Well, it would’ve been better if you didn’t graciously intervene, you ninny.”

“Cry me a river, satan.”

Cheryl rolled her eyes before looking at you who was already safely tucked in Reggie’s car. “Take care, love. Call me if it gets too boring in there.”

“Sure, Cherry.” you giggled, waving slightly at her. “See you on Monday.”

She nodded before glaring at Reggie. “Take care of my (Y/N), you ditz.”

“Still my (Y/N), you psycho.” Reggie shot back before driving off.

———————————————————-

You plopped down on Reggie’s new sheets as he placed his letterman jacket on a chair. You seated yourself near his window to see the stars.“Move aside, pup.” he gently nudged you before lying next to you and wrapping your arms on your waist as he used your tummy as a pillow.

You both sat in a comfortable silence with him just laying there while you look outside while discreetly stealing glances. “Hey Reg–” 

You were cut off when Reggie laughed at something at his phone. You visibly frowned.

“Oh sorry, what was that, pup?”

“What are you laughing at?” You asked. He blushed.

Oh shit.

“It’s … Ronnie.”

“Ronnie?”

“Veronica. Her name’s Veronica … I call her Ronnie- but that’s not the point. She’s … really funny? I don’t know. I just …”

You held your breathe. Please no. God no No, no, no, no–

“I think I really like her.”

And just like that, all hopes, dreams, and every single crevice in your heart was crushed and died.

“What …” you could barely speak, your mouth too dry. The temptation to cry is too much.

“It’s just … she gets me, y'know. She’s so different from other girls.”

You felt a pang in your heart. What about you? You get him – hell, you get him more than anybody. What are you now?

Other girls.

You almost laughed. You couldn’t believe you were now just part of the other girls. The other forgettable, worthless, unimportant girls. The other girls that, once upon a time, you were laughing at because they couldn’t get the one thing that they wanted no matter how hard they tried because he was yours. But now, you are unceremoniously shoved to the other girls you hated so goddamn much.

You looked away.

“(Y/N)? Say something.”

You swallowed whatever saliva was left in your mouth and cleared your throat. “T-That’s great, Reg.” You hastily wiped one tear that escaped.“Looks like I won’t be getting any texts from Geraldine or Sarah or Melanie anymore, eh?”

He grinned at me but before he could fully see my face and see something wrong I pushed a pillow on his face and he laughed, trying to get away from me, giving me time to compose myself a bit.

“Yeah, I kinda cleared the whole bench for her.”

Another pang.

“Wouldn’t want to ruin something this great.”

And another.

He slowly crawled back to you and positioned himself once again. You stroked his hair. “Me too, Reg.” you almost sighed. “Me too.”

okay so this was like 3 years ago in 7th grade, we were outside for recess one day and my friends and i were just hanging by the tennis court like usual, when all of a sudden a herd of people stampede to the middle of the blacktop. everyone else follows them, including my group. then we hear a lot of shouting and “OOOHHHHH"s, and you’d think this was a fight, right? wrong. two boys in my grade literally caused all of this commotion playing a game of fucking rock paper scissors. anyway, a monitor broke through the crowd of children and broke up the two boys and the principal came out and everything it was wild