Fishbait

So I have been seeing some posts talking about how it's odd that Kakyoin demonstrated the skill of being able to possess an opponent but it was never used again after his fight with Jotaro. Which yes, could and very likely was simply another "the author kinda forgot about this" but I do think the angle of "He doesn't do it anymore because post-fleshbud he now knows what it feels like to be on the other end and can't bring himself to." is Also something we should be considering.

(Getting swindled by a genie) it’s like talking to a fucking tumblr user with you

the genie: how dare you say I'm fucking a tumblr user

You gotta be really publicly passionate about things if you want your friends to text you. Bc people will forget to text you because they’re human. But if you’re really openly the friend who loves identifying ants your friends will think of you when they see ants. And they’ll text you “what ant is this [blurry photo]”. And then they’ll ask you how you’ve been and we should get coffee sometime. But if they don’t know what you love they’ll never know what you like

And then when the ant convention is in town they’ll be like dude… we should go to the ant convention. But they would never think to go if they didn’t know u loved ants

And sometimes you need to ask them to go to the ant convention. But you Will not get anywhere hiding your passions

i never watched trolls but the entire “singing killed my grandma okay” scene is comedy gold. theres no way they werent laughing tbeir asses off in the writing room

the delivery of the fated line. the pink one’s blank stare after he walks off screen. the random cut to the guy saying his uncle broke his neck tap dancing once that never gets addressed again. the pink one asking what song was being sung as if that was her business. the fact the song he sang when she died was total eclipse of the heart. the cut back from the flashback to the present and literally everyone starts singing the song that is the root of his traumatic memory. its one punch to the face after another

“No homo” cries the team at the dig site. The head archaeologist sinks to his knees, sobbing. He has dedicated his entire career to the pursuit of homo habilis, an important part of the hominid evolutionary line. All his work led up to this archaeological dig site. But now, his whole life has been for nothing. There is no homo….there is only Australopithecus.

I read this to a group of archaeologists and they completely lost their shit