Funamusea's Private Deep Sea Academy (part 1)

◆Ivlis He’s kinda dumb and a bit clumsy, but at his core he’s very serious and kind. His classmate Satanick is always following him around, he got pregnant, ended up giving birth, but it worked out in the end. Because he has Siralos as a firm foundation for his heart, he’s very mentally stable. “The bento that Siralos-sama made is so tasty…”

◆Igls・Unth Ivlis’s big sister. She’s very caring to her younger brother. Big boobs. An exceptional honors student and member of the kendo club.  She can’t stand cockroaches. If anything threatens her little brother she will draw out two swords and mince them on the spot. She is popular with girls. “Ivliiiiis, always eat balanced meals, okay?”

◆Siralos mama (papa) Ivlis and Igls’s mom (dad). A very active member of the Mother’s (father) Ballet group. Also working as a Sun idol, “Siralos-tan.” He is not an monster-overprotective parent, but a godly-overprotective parent. “Tonight we’re having beef stew, you’re thrilled, right?”

◆Satanick Ivlis’s classmate. Originally just frequently doing stalky stuff, eventually he was able to become Ivlis’s boyfriend (almost by force though). He’s the leader of some club, and is called “Maou/Devil lord” by its members. “B-B-Buri-chan’s recorder…… haaah haahh”

◆Licorice The crystallization of Ivlis and Satanick’s love. Because he wants to go to the same school as his mom, when school time comes he grows big. “Mother, there’s a grain of rice stuck to your cheek.” “Mama…”

◆Fumus Satanick’s older brother. They live in a cheap apartment together not far from school. He is the leader of a club separate from Satanick’s. He uses the club members (especially Taffy) as toys. “Oi Taffy, lick my shoe. Right now.”

◆Taffy Everyone’s sandbag. He’s the type to let you ＊＊＊＊ him if you beg. If you don’t wanna beg, you could also just punch him and he’d let you. “Uuu…. please go easy on me…. it hurts… auuuhh…”

◆Adauchi Created by Ivlis’s flames along with Poemi. Because he’s in the middle of his rebellious phase, he’s living in the dorms. Somehow or other he really likes his father. “….Dad is such a dumbass”

Poemi Adauchi’s little sister. She followed her brother so she’s also in the dorms. “I’m with big bro!”

◆Emalf He’s both Adauchi’s closest friend and childhood friend. Living the dorm life. Room right next to Adauchi’s. After stalking Yosafire, he got his picture exposed in the school newspaper and suffered extreme embarrassment. “Please, just not my sunglasses! Stop!”

◆Kcalb and Etihw A super lovey dovey couple (already engaged to be married) “I’m his wife♪”  “……” 

◆Wodahs Student Council President. Kcalb’s little brother.

◆Grora An A-cup. Her underwear is white. “Oi school president!!!”

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I am entirely delusional anyway here are the lyrics to Oh Klahoma by Jack Stauber broken down line by line based on my memories

Set the phasers to rot

This can be a commentary on the way the ministry is run, with all good things soon rotting away and being replaced.

What has got you distraught?

This absolutely sounds like something Primo would say, you cannot change my mind.

It's negative attention at best

In this case he is likely talking to Secundo, as he has always been perceived as mean and angry.

But call it nothing

This is mention of how Seco will bottle everything up so he doesn’t have to show emotion.

Maybe it's something, a little bit, a little bit

Maybe it's something, do a little bit

Primo. He knows. He has seen it all before.

It's all about ascension, I guess

Ascension to papacy, possibly talking about how the younger (soon to be) Papas have so much pressure put on them to succeed.

Don't put me to rest

He likely didn’t get much sleep, seeing as he had to like raise his younger brothers.

Go on and hand me your clothes

Here is Sister talking to any of the Papas, likely for a photoshoot.

(oh, here you go)

Copia specifically, polite as ever, complies with whatever sister asks of him.

Take a picture or two (two or three?)

A photoshoot, with the others questioning things rather then Copia who follows along.

I can see you

Primo can see Copia for who he is as a young Cardinal. He likely knew that he was next in line.

(oh)

Copia isn’t used to having the attention on him, as he was just a cardinal at the time and was always outshined by the papas.

Tears falling down at the party

Saddest little baby in the room

Fears, tell me fears, don't get me started

These sound like things Nihil would say, condescending and dismissive to the things Copia experiences.

I get a little grey hair for every scare you share

Here is Nihil also teasing, using the same words that will later be repeated by Primo.

Tears falling down at the party

Saddest little baby in the room

Fears, tell me fears, don't get me started

I get a little gray hair for every scare you share

This is repeated, but by Primo with genuine care and love.

Those aren't meant to bend

No, those aren't meant to bend

Those aren't meant to bend

No, those aren't meant to bend

Here we have Primo talking to the youngers again, whether it be about boundaries or bones is up for interpretation.

I hear your eyes and I see those cries

I hear those eyes and I see those cries

I can't be the only one who hears you

Primo once again wondering how nobody sees the mistreatment to younger clergy members.

Tears falling down at the party

Primo talking about Copia.

Saddest little baby in my eye

Primo’s genuine concern for Copia and his problems.

Fears, tell me fears, don't get me started

I might die

In contrast to Nihil’s response to Copia, Primo cares about what he has to say and is concerned for his wellbeaing.

Alright babes new ghoulette is named Mammatus pass it on. (Mamma for short)

yeah we might be brothers in christ but so were cain and abel so shut the fuck up before i decide to find a rock about it

video essays about horror, fear and dread

Imagine how much historical knowledge wasn’t written down because our ancestors thought: “What idiot isn’t going to know this?”

So ancient Egypt’s best friend basically was called Punt. They traded all kinds of fun stuff with them; ebony, incense, gold, silver, myrrh, leopard skins, baboons for pets… and the Egyptians wrote a lot about the land, the people living there, what their houses looked like, records of trading expeditions to there (like, robust, oceangoing ships with thousands of men); they wrote down everything imaginable about this place… except for where it actually was.

We still to this day have no geographic fix on this ancient empire’s whereabouts, because what idiot wouldn’t know, right?

Until the 1850s British condiment sets came with bottles for oil and vinegar, and three spice containers for salt, pepper and…nobody knows. Potentially mustard, but it’s just a guess because no one ever wrote it down.

And this is why historians love, really love, those incredibly dull people who write in their diary every day about what they wore and what they had for dinner and how many miles away their friend Mr So-And-So’s house is in that one village. Because they are the only ones who *do* write down what was in the third spice jar, how many miles away this now-nonexistent village was and so on. Seriously, the diaries of really dull people are HISTORICAL TREASURES OF OTHERWISE LOST MINUTIAE.

Somewhere out there there is almost certainly a diary that would expose the true contents of that third spice jar because of the one time it was low and this person had to have a quiet word with the butler or something and it was the most interesting thing that happened all week so they wrote it down. And I hope that diary is found someday because now I really want to know.

That’s weirdly heart warming. Like, even if you are incredibly dull and live a normal boring life, you still might be the most interesting person to some historian some day

(for the record, we do know where Punt was! it was probably Eritrea! egypt mummified baboons from Punt, whose hairs matched with present day species in Eritrea!)

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Okay, slay queen 💅

Copia Plush is watching, waiting…

The Ultimate Tour Named Death

tw: flashing lights

swiss and his stupid little hips

can we talk about this again, PLEAASE? he's amazing, oh my god

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made some versions of the agony grip for my friends for when the whole gang gets it . including different levels depending on the anguish

and a joyous one for when there is love abound