#Astronaut Motel

[doo-wop-city]

Stella Star at Astronaut, Part 3

Part 1 Part 2 We had a lot of adventure in the first two parts of my adventure at Astronaut. Now, in part 3, we visit the office and the room. I’m in the office at the moment, looking at the memorabilia. I love the astronaut-themed art around this place! Here I stand at the front desk, adding an additional night to my stay. This motel is so far-out. You can’t get much farther-out than outer…

[engulfedbymaleficsaturn]

It's been almost a month now since I left my abusive ex. He still is contacting me and also stalking me while at work. He somehow knew what area I was in. As he knocked at every hotel room in the radius.. He believed we were in a room two doors down and busted the huge glass window out. I tried keeping My dog, peanut silent but he had to say HI and gave us away. At the door, he paced back and forth for what seemed like ever. Noone came for help or called for help. Now though I see that Motel 6 is what you can call a dead zone. Every day all day and through the night echoes of screams and cries. The girl next to me I feel is involved in it. Peanut is probably what has kept my son and I safe. The few times I have found myself without him. Certain parties have approached me. Right now I think they are just trying to get a feel. Dipping their toes before diving type of ordeal.

I am Selling some spray paint art pieces to try and gather up enough to get out. Any donations would be greatly appreciated. I wish I had more time to go in-depth with my life and be more consistent in staying updated on here. As a single mom, working, and being on the road with no stability makes doing what I am passionate for almost impossible. And now I am about to walk into a courtroom. Another trial in life that is all new to me. Things can only get better or 6 feet under.

"I can only say there are things that stand In the way of other things and the ocean murders all of them." -Melissa Broder

[rig-a-rendal]

OUGH. american gods season 3 episode 8.......

[bullet-prooflove]

hii!! can i request ts midnight prompt: 21)  You and I ended up in the same room, with Nolan Price? 💕

Tagging: @kmc1989 @topmagtiger @ireadfanfictionontheweekends @flopiboni @evee87

References to How We Met - Nolan reflects on your relationship.

There’s one bed. Nolan was expecting at least twin singles but right now he finds himself staring at a queen sized mattress in a shitty motel room trying to puzzle out his next steps.

“I’ll take the floor.” He says as he props his rolling suit case up against the door.

It’s been a long drive from the city, you’d handled the majority of it while he read and then re-read through the case file in the car. He has to go up against a judge tomorrow, argue jurisdiction because your perp not only killed in New York, he also killed in New Jersey too and they’re being territorial.

“Nolan.” You say firmly as you set your holdall down on the bed. “We’re both adults. I’m not letting you sleep underneath your suit jacket on this very dubious carpet.”

You aren’t wrong about the carpet, it’s sticking to his shoes.

You shower while he unpacks his clothes. He listens to you sing to yourself as he hangs up the drycleaner’s bag containing his suit on the curtain rail. He can’t help but smile at how oddly domestic this whole scenario feels. Though if he were taking you away it would be to a B&B in the Catskills, not this God forsaken place.

Nolan rubs his hands over his tired features, he isn’t even sure why he’s thinking about that. He’s been thoughts like this ever since the night you fell asleep in his office. Things had changed between the two of you since then, you’d brought him an apology coffee, shared a breakfast pastry and from then on he was smitten because he’d caught a glimpse of the real you. The pretty detective who’s just as dedicated to justice as he is.

He’s tucked in bed by the time you leave the bathroom, the latest Dan Brown clasped between his hands. His gaze flickers up as you close the door behind you and his heart just stops because the sight of you in an oversized Six  t-shirt and boy boxers is just the most adorable thing he’s seen in his life. It’s in that moment Nolan realises just how much he wants this, not the sex but the intimacy of being with someone who knows you, who cares about you.

“I didn’t know you were a fan.” You remark, gesturing at the book as you climb into bed alongside him. He can feel the heat of your body rolling off you as you settle beside him, your cheek pressed to the pillow.

“It’s escapism.” He tells you as he sets the book down on the nightstand and lies down beside you, looking into your eyes. “The closest I’ll ever come to being a treasure hunter.”

“Is that what little Nolan wanted to be when he grew up?” You ask him, your lips curving up into a small smile.

It unlocks something deep inside him and in that moment there is nowhere else he would rather be than this rundown motel in New Jersey.

“And an astronaut.” He tells you, shrugging his shoulders. “I had lofty goals from a young age and I was obsessed with space, still am actually. I have a year round pass to the observatory.”

His cheeks colour as he tells you that last part because he realises he’s revealing something he’s never told anyone before. He doesn’t share his private life with his colleagues, he likes to keep the two world separate.

“Your turn.” He says, clearing his throat. “Tell me something I don’t know about you.”

You purse your lips together for a second before saying.

“This is the first time I’ve shared a bed with someone in years.”

That does surprise him, you must see it in his features because an apricot flush creeps across your cheeks.

“It’s been a long time for me too.” He finds himself telling you.

He’s had liaisons on and off over the past few years but they always leave or he does. Noone spends the night. Somehow the time he’s spending with you right now is far more intimate than any of the sex he’s had.

“Do you miss it?” You ask him. “Being that way with someone else? Being held by them?”

There’s such a vulnerability in you right now, you’re sharing a part of yourself with him and it’s only fair that Nolan does the same.

“Yes.” He says honestly. “The life I lead… it’s lonely.”

You understand that, he can see it in your eyes. The job you do, the one you did back in the Bronx, he understands how it can create a disconnect.

“We don’t have to be lonely tonight.” He whispers. “Not if you don’t want to.”

His arm wraps around your waist, drawing you closer. You feel so good pressed against him, the perfect fit against his muscular form.

“Nolan.” You say quietly, your fingertips ghosting along the line of his jaw.  

“Just let me hold you.” He murmurs, his forehead coming to rest upon yours. “Let me show you how much I care.”

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[decks-writing-blog]

Here to Stay Drabbles: Cursed

Summary: If it interests you to write about, I've been wondering how Benrey's relationships with the rest of the Science Team have been since things have calmed down.

[A/N] I decided to focus on this relationship with Bubby because in WeverTF Benrey Is, they end up having a decent amount off screen where it was just the two of them hanging out.

~

Bubby was cursed. Black Mesa had cursed him. Perhaps ‘cursed’ wasn’t the right word but it was the word he was using because he liked it better than whatever the alternatives might be. The only job he’d ever had had been at Black Mesa. He’d been quite literally made to work there. They hadn’t even paid him at first until he’d demanded it. They’d given in after only token push back because it was the easiest route to make him settle down. And now apparently he couldn’t work anywhere else because he was only suited to work at Black Mesa.

Calling Harold to complain was tempting and he would do so later. But Harold still worked for Black Mesa. Which was fine; working for an evil organization didn’t make him evil and with how small the company now was and with Gordon in a high position within it, the amount of evil it could do was limited. So there was no ill-will there. It did make him hard to complain to sometimes though because he was involved with the thing Bubby wanted to bitch about.

So instead of calling Harold, Bubby flopped on the motel bed and pulled out his phone to call Benrey instead. Normally they chatted via text but complaining just didn’t feel the same when typing or texting.

Benrey picked up on the third ring. “Yo, what’s up?”

“They fucking fired me.”

“Ooh, really? What’d you do?”

“Why are you assuming it’s something I did? Maybe the higher ups at NASA are just fucking idiots, huh? They are by the way. Every single one of them is a moron.”

“Yeah, okay, sure. But what you’d do?”

“Remember how they wouldn’t let me be an astronaut despite being more than qualified for the job?” They hadn’t even fully believed Bubby on his genius, only letting him in at the lowest rank based off his paper credentials. Most of which had been forged but that hardly mattered. “Well, they were getting ready to fire a rocket into space. Two guys were supposed to go up with it. I knocked one out and took his place. They caught me like an hour before take off because I didn’t tie him up tight enough and he woke up, escaped his bindings and the janitor’s closet I’d locked him in. And then he ratted me out like a bitch.”

Benrey cackled at the other end.

“It’s not funny. … Okay maybe it’s a little funny but it would’ve been funnier if they hadn’t found out until I was already in space. They tried to arrest me so now I have to hide from the cops in a shitty motel.”

“Maybe steal the whole rocket next time?”

“Probably not happening.” Bubby could do a lot but he was out here alone. Plus, even if he somehow managed to steal it and get himself up into space, it’d be a massive pain. “Coming out here was a mistake.”

“Huh? Why?”

Lots of reasons. He’d never been so alone before and the long distance thing he was trying with Harold was stressful. They’re relationship was open and somewhat casual but it was still strained by the distance. Which was perhaps another reason Bubby had called Benrey instead; being the only two not working at Black Mesa meant they hung out in person fairly often but still, a lot of their conversations were through the phone. Most of all though; “I’m not fit to work anywhere other than Black Mesa. They cursed me.”

“But you’re like smart and stuff, right? Shouldn’t you be able to get a job anywhere smarty-pants people get jobs?”

“I can’t prove I was created to be smarter than everyone else without causing all sorts of other problems for myself.” He wasn’t against spilling Black Mesa’s secrets but doing so would also lead to him being an object of scientific interest. “I have to forge college degrees and past work experience or whatever ‘cause I’m too old to be brand new to this stuff.” And he couldn’t make any of his fake past too impressive lest someone decide to dig too deep to verify his credentials and thus find out he was lying about it. “I could get real college degrees but… I don’t want to.” It’d be boring; he already knew everything any course could try to teach him. And no doubt he’d have to put up with a bunch of inane side bullshit along the way too.

“Huh? Guess that makes sense. So what’cha gonna do then?”

“Move in with Harold, I guess.” He couldn’t afford to keep living on his own if he didn’t have a steady stream of income. “After that, I don’t know.”

“Could uh… get a non-smartypants job. Gordo told me the other day that sometimes people pay money for other people to take pics of stuff they want pics of. It’s like an art form or something, I don’t know. Sounds easy though, huh? Maybe you could save up enough to get a rocket and go to space by yourself.”

Bubby took a breath to shoot the idea down but… actually, while buying a rocket wasn’t happening, building one was maybe more possible. Most of his friends worked at Black Mesa after all, they could snake him the parts that couldn’t be bought as well as the fuel. He was fully capable of designing a one man rocket – or perhaps a two man rocket if Harold wanted to come with him – that could at least reach orbit if not go all the way to the moon. He’d probably need help actually physically building it but Harold would surely be willing to lend his strength. Still an absolutely absurd idea that would probably fall apart at some unforeseen point in the process but it was fun to think about. So… “You know what? Maybe I will.”

“Woo! I’m on a roll with good suggestions lately.”

[hawkstincan]

this shit was on my mind for two years. time to write it down and let it go.

at first I was thinking angsty here. like in the actual movie: only two survivors. (except Len didn’t leave Barry in the middle of nowhere and let him tag along. Len thought it’ll be temporary… jokes on him.) they help each other to keep it together, Barry and Lisa become fast friends and all gets as good as it can after a traumatic experience. maybe they even broke Barry’s dad out of prison at some point. it’s not like Barry living a law-abiding life now.  but I hated that Mick and Iris are dead in the end. I do not enjoy angsty things and I didn't like Mick playing Richie’s part. just didn't feel right if it’s close to the movie. 

but we have Eobard! this creeper? perfect in Richie’s place! (and i can see him as Lewis' spawn just fine). here we have Barry and Iris alive, Len letting them both tag alone (mostly because Lisa glanced in Iris’ direction five times in a minute and Len saw her betting eyelashes. why is this his life? wasn’t the vampire's existence bad enough? he sighs glances in Barry’s direction and decides well. it could have been worse. it could have been Mick who got him out of prison and lay dead now).

in the end my brain stuck on the farce-ish version, of course. 

Mick and Len have been friends since forever, they are brothers in all but blood and they raised Lisa together. they never kill innocent people or cops (Mick lost the argument). they steal, they sell the loot and move to their next target. the goal is to get enough money and move to Mexico (Lisa’s already there). Len gets himself in prison after he gets the final score. Mick got him out and they headed to the bar in Mexico. and Len will fucking kill Lisa if the bar will be what he thinks it will be after hearing it’s name. 

Barry was adopted by Joe West after his parents died in a car crash (drunk driver). he was six at the time. the driver didn’t go to prison (the forensic team fucked up) and that’s how Barry knew he’d be the best criminalist in town when he grew up. Iris wasn’t as devoted and during the years wanted to be everything from opera singer to astronaut. Joe was both scared and proud when she wanted to be a cop just like her daddy.  he wasn’t supportive (it's a scary job okay? he hated the mare thought of his little girl chasing criminals for living!) but he wasn’t vocally against it either. 

Joe quits after his wife was killed during a robbery gone wrong. Barry just graduated and was going to start at the precinct soon. Iris is working on her final project at uni and graduating a bit later. (they’re sure their dad lost it or having a midlife crisis on top of grieving ‘course why the hell else he’ll shove them in the motorhome and drive them to fucking Mexico for “vacation”?)  

___

len, smirking: keep it together and will be out of your hair in no time mick, frowning: why can’t we roast a pig?

len: we don’t need more heat on our asses then we already have!

mick: heat’s nice

len: shut up and give me matches you just snatched, i said no to lighting store on fire!

___

clerk: I DIDN’T DO ANYTHING

len: i know, i know

clerk: … then why did he?...

len, shraging: he likes fire. i’ve missed him snatching a lighter too. be grateful he waited until your cop buddy left

clerk, watching the burning building with wide eyes: how is this my life?

len, signing: i ask myself this most of the days

___

len, heading for the door: and don’t let him get his hand on anything with an ability to make fire! 

gloria, the hostage: what.

len: am i stuttering? don’t let him… ah, my bad *goes back and cuts tape on her wrists* ...him light the room on fire! 

gloria, the hostage: …

len, rolling his eyes: Mick won’t hit a women. he may try to use a toaster or hair styler to make a room feel homey and cozy. by making a bonfire. we don’t want this, okay? 

gloria, the hostage nods: and you let me go when again? 

len, smirking: as soon as i find a fitting ride

___

len, staring at the burning motel: i asked you to do one thing, gloria!

gloria, the hostage: well he can be very persuasive and charming…

len: single, yeah?

gloria, the hostage just sighs 

___

len, knocking on the door: terribly sorry to bother you this early in the morning but if it’s not too much trouble could I possibly borrow your’s… 

joe, opening the door and looking straights at the barrel of the gun: fuck

len: sorry, not my type

___

len, gun in hand, but not pointing at anyone at the moment: sounds easy, right? we cross the border in your nice motorhome, spend a night at the bar and go our separate ways in the morning. no one needs to get hurt.

iris, hiding her face in her hands, her shoulders shaking: i can’t believe this is happening to us

barry, barely holding the eyeroll: iris...

iris, starts shaking harder: but Bar, this is so…

barry, covering his face too: i beg you don’t 

joe, barely holding the urge to bang his head against the wall: you’re making it worse 

len and mick glare between them, confused

iris, can’t hold it anymore and starts cackling: of all families in this fucking motel…

barry, starts giggling too

joe, just sighs

len, even more confused: what’s wrong with you people? 

iris, with tears in her eyes from laughing: my dad was a cop, Barry here just graduated criminalist and i’m almost graduated journalist. 

len, with why is this my life look: it’s not that funny

iris, shrugging: i deal with my first hostage situation, fuck off

mick: you know how to pick ‘em snart

len: shut up    

___

len, to everyone: if you see mick with a lighter or matches take them away from him

everyone: ???

len, sighs: he started two fires already and you have one real nice motorhome here...

___

iris stopped three arson attempts from mick before they crossed the border

___

barry recognised who len was and spent three hours trying to get len to tell him how he managed to never leave evidence at his crime scenes

___

joe barely held the urge to bang his head against steering wheel more time than he cares to admit 

___

len, looking at the titty twister: i will fucking kill her

mick, cackling: she got sadistic sense of humor from you

barry, blushes

iris, looks very interested 

joe, adopts why is this my life look 

___

iris, after stacking santanico pandemonium: damn shame 

mick, high fiving with her: yeap  

___

sex machine: ‘name is sex machine

iris and len, in unison: bold of you to presume i’m interested 

joe facepalms

mick: barking all wrong trees 

___

barry, in a quiet shy voice: so, if we survive this shit show would you be interested in a…

len: i’m sure will but your dad won’t approve 

joe, shouting from behind: I WON’T

iris, shouting from joe’s left: I WILL

mick, looking for the lighter while others are distracted: I DON’T CARE, BUT LISE WILL TOO 

___

len: i can’t believe i’m saying this… the stage is yours go at it

mick: fuck year, fire saves the day!

___

all of them looking at the flames rising from what was once the titty twister

len: good riddance

joe: hate to agree

iris and barry just rolling their eyes

mick, with feeling: nice 

___

lisa: i’m five minutes late and you burned the faking meeting point? 

len: hey, trainwreck, nice to see you too, your fault by the way

lisa, rolling her eyes: hey jerk, why?

len: you managed to choose the one with vampires 

lisa, triumphal: ha! i told you so!

len, pinching the bridge of his nose: last time, lise, you were fucking five…

lisa: and i was right

len, resigned: yes you were

___

joe, watching barry flirting with len: how is this my life?

mick, suddenly appearing from behind: popular question

joe, signing: what do you want?

mick, smirking and pointing at iris betting her eye at looking quite interested lisa: guess runs in the family 

joe, covering his face: i’m too old for this shit

mick, looking up and down: nah

joe: what. the. actual. fuck  

[tea-dragonz]

Ross Lore Part 1

Separate posts + long doc won in the end, so we’re doing it like this

This comes from the video A Parkour Map Designed to Make Us RAGE!!!, posted on August 2, 2020. While this isn't the first time that Max and Ross' characters have been given lore (the Overalls v. Jorts court case preceded this), this appears to be the first time that the running gag of "Ross Lore" was mentioned by name. Below are summaries of the notable pieces of Ross Lore mentioned:

Qbert’s bro, Burt is a sponge block given to Max and Ross at the beginning of the level. Partway through the video Ross locks himself in a shelter of wooden planks to get out of doing the parkour. He places Bert down and Max breaks him, leading to the creation of Sponge. Sponge is a Minecraft sponge block and Ross’ good buddy that he hasn’t seen in weeks. He brought the blue punch that tasted green to Max’s birthday.

Ross likes to use a dagger in combat.

Ross burnt down an orphanage to stop what he calls the moon people. Max claims that he burnt down the wrong orphanage, but Ross says that he did it first to prevent the moon people from doing it and caused them to leave as a result. According to Max the other orphanage was their target and the reason they left was because they accomplished their goal, thus making Ross’ arson pointless

Ross took a group of elderly people camping and returned with 4 more elderly folks at the end. They went into the woods as a group of 6 and came back as a group of 14.

Ross taught a group of kids how to swim in shark infested waters. He refuses to elaborate on it.

Ross invented toothpicks (patent and everything) and sued another guy who claimed to have invented toothpicks.

Ross invented being pregnant.

Ross was bullied on the playground by school kids.

Ross crashed a wedding and ended up marrying the father.

Ross’ left eye is glass.

Ross opened a refrigerator store for 2 months. During that time he only sold 1 fridge and went bankrupt, then faked his death in a freak refrigerator accident in Milwaukee. Ross is the moniker he took after faking his death, though he refuses to share his original name.

Ross took 7 people and a parrot to prom.

Ross dug a huge hole at the beach and buried 4 kids. They were attempting to build a tunnel system underneath a sandcastle and it caved in. Ross himself almost got buried but managed to dig his way out. Whether the kids died or not is never elaborated on.

Ross opened a motel for dogs after watching the movie Hotel.

Ross got caught in a ladder. As a result he still has 19 years of bad luck to go and a prosthetic foot.

At the age of 14, Ross had to get his 7th and 6th fingers removed on his right hand. Max remembers it as his left, and Ross reminds him that that was his foot.

Ross had to get the extra toes on his left foot removed, which he keeps in a jar.

Ross soul bonded to Van Gogh and tried to cut off his own ear, but the safety scissors didn’t work. Max says that they did work and he passed out, though his ear was presumably sewn back on.

Ross sunk a ship in the parking lot, apparently in an attempt to test the boat. Ross said that it was hard to get it into the pavement. An unnamed “he” got really mad at this.

Ross threw up at the movie theater and at a funeral. They don’t talk about the funeral incident.

Growing up, Ross told his guidance counselor that he wanted to be an astronaut pirate and ended up becoming one somehow. The guidance counselor died at some point, and this funeral may be related to the other funeral incident.

Ross beat the sun in a staring contest. It is partially the reason why he has a glass eye

The other reason is the time he helped invent peanut butter.

Ross is the hero of Pennsylvania. He says to check the history books.

Ross named McDonalds. The founder originally wanted to go with “Wacky Floppy Burger Buns”, but Ross told him to call it McDonalds.

Ross volunteered at the retirement home and beat some ladies at bingo.

There was another incident involving old ladies in which they were running an illegal knitting business and “Professor Ross had to teach them a lesson”. They apparently threw the first punch and threw knitting needles at him so Ross pulled out his katana and beat them up.

The censor duck that bleeps out curse words in Max’s videos does it as a paid job and needs the money to turn the heating bill on. He also needs to pay back his bail to Ross in order to see his ducklings again.

Other non-Ross Lore notable things:

Max points out that bottom of Ross’ left foot on his Minecraft skin is discolored.

[linnielinnielinnie]

100 random songs i quite like

time lapse lifeline - maria taylor

rewind - goldspot

two weeks - grizzly bear

don't call me whitney bobby - islands

fountain - sara lov

you on my arm - leith ross

simple song - the shins

it's only time - the magnetic fields

insomniac - memo boy

forest whitaker - bad books

when the devil's loose - aa bondy

are you ok - wasuremono

hey beautiful - the solids

heaven - the walkmen

what's in the middle - the bird and the bee

if the hudson overflows - goldspot

soft shock - yeah yeah yeahs

anchor - mindy gledhill

there she goes - the la's

sunday - the cranberries

limang dipang tao - barbie's cradle

dancing in the moonlight - toploader

landslide - liam titcomb

ho hey - the lumineers

in the bosom - sweet after tears

from the ground up - sleeping at last

moral panic - y la bamba

break the rules - ruen brothers

it never stops - bad books

rebirth - vancouver sleep clinic

the gilded hand - radical face

the longest time - billy joel

call off the hunt - lowpines

lost here - fauntella crow

half light - fossil collective

tongues and teeth - the crane wives

monument - fossil collective

promised land - the milk carton kids

the fold - ivan and alyosha

freight train - sara jackson holman

broken brights - angus stone

when the morning comes - jon allen

just like heaven - the cure

harness your hopes - pavement

1983 - neon trees

close your eyes - split screens

trouble - cage the elephant

paul - big thief

overjoyed - matchbox twenty

melancholy astronautic man - allie moss

heaven knows (this angel has flown) - orange and lemons

from eden - hozier

figure me out - the cocanuts

i wake up - the glorious

july bones - richard walters

what am i - lola marsh

put it together - langhorne slim

into the mystic - van morrison

time - angelo de augustine

therese - maya hawke

pyotr - bad books

petite mort - bad books

no sides - bad books

no reward - bad books

friendly advice - bad books

ambivalent peaks - bad books

42 - bad books

lost creek - bad books

the after party - bad books

buddy holly - weezer

boys don't cry - the cure

tears over beers - modern baseball

evergreen - richy mitch & the coal miners

it's okay to think about ending - earlimart

out of the blue - john lennon

almost home - moby

baba o riley - pete townshend

street lights - the cocanuts

the afer you - miakoda

cool about it - boygenius

germany and rome - the ridleys

everybody wants to love you - japanese breakfast

handclap - fitz and the tantrums

two wuv - tally hall

my heart is buried in venice - ricky montgomery

snow - ricky montgomery

cabo - ricky montgomery

explode! - mother mother

sweet talk - saint motel

still feel - half alive

loretta - ginger roots

do it all the time - idkhbtfm

odoriko - vaundy

unti-unti - up dharma down

flowers - the red pears

after hours - the velvet underground

tim i wish you were born a girl - of montreal

this december - ricky montgomery

i'll be your mirror - the velvet underground

savage good boy - japanese breakfast

[innytoes]

For the AU combos: roadtrip/amusement park

-Flynn and Julie decide to do a road trip before they go away for college, because Flynn's going to New York and Julie's staying in LA and they need Bestie Time.

-They take Flynn's Mom's Minivan, because it is the safest vehicle, will fit all of their souvenirs, and they can sleep in it if they can't find somewhere to stay the night. (Don't tell Tía.)

-They decide to split their time into three big categories: must see landmarks, epic amusement parks (Flynn's a sucker for roller coasters) and We'll Know It When We See It.

-Among We'll Know It When We See It: Creepy haunted clown motel (no they did NOT spend the night, don't you worry, Tía), a fun small town festival with ten million fried things on a stick, a cool concert by some band nobody had ever heard of but Julie just knew her mom would have loved, and a carnival.

-Because Flynn didn't just want to ride big, cool, safe rollercoasters. No, she had to drag Julie onto ones that were set up in an hour and would be torn down in even less time.

-That's where they meet Reggie. He's really cute and really excited when he hears they're from LA ("You're going around to cool amusement parks? Have you been to Star Wars World??? Is the ride as cool as the internet makes it seem????"). He makes sure to show them around, shows them which pies are the best and what food stalls to avoid. Delights in taking them to the fortune teller, because 'it's really just Mrs Meyerson in a weird costume. She's a total gossip and knows everyone's business, that's why she's so good. I want to know what she'll say to two outsiders.'

-They have lunch together, and dinner, and ride all the rides, and Reggie wins them both a stuffed animal (a unicorn for Flynn, a red panda for Julie) by shooting tiny little moving ducks down.

-Julie wins Reggie a dalmatian by heaving a giant mallet over her head and bringing it down so hard on the high striker the bell dings loud enough people turn their heads to stare.

-Reggie looks a little bit in love with her in that moment, and Julie can't help but feel a little in love with him too.

-They're loathe to say goodbye, even as midnight approaches and there are announcements the carnival is closing soon. Reggie promises to show them a cool water tower where you can see the stars, and Julie agrees even before Flynn can weigh the options of 'he seems harmless enough' and 'following some white boy into the woods after he showed us what a good shot he is is the start of a horror movie'.

-Yes Flynn has her taser in her pocket just in case.

-But Reggie stays true to his word and the sight is amazing. The town is just twinkling lights from up here, and he says he used to come here as a kid and pretend he was an astronaut, looking down on earth, away from all his problems.

-Their conversation turns deep, and Reggie admits he has plans to run away from his little town, as soon as he can save up enough money to buy a truck. His parents spend all their time fighting, and ever since he turned eighteen a few weeks ago, with him. As if now that he's of age, they don't have to hold back their hatred anymore.

-Surprisingly, it's Flynn that offers to take him with them.

-Insert movie montage of Flynn, Julie, and Reggie having Adventures. Julie is just happy someone will go on the really terrifying rollercoasters with Flynn so she doesn't have to. Reggie is seeing the world for the first time and is excited about everything. ("A real Rainforest Cafe??? Can we go???"). Julie is slowly falling in love with this golden retriever of a boy.

-Yes they carefully edit out Reggie in any pictures they send to Julie's aunt.

-They end up back in LA, finishing the trip with a visit to Star Wars World.

-Just Julie showing up home like: hi Dad so this is Reggie he's my boyfriend and also he needs a place to stay. If he can't stay here, he's probably going to get adopted by the Taylors and live in Flynn's room and be murdered by Flynn's little sister who had dibs on that room when she moved out and then I'll be sad my boyfriend is dead sooooo...

-Yes, Reggie can stay.

-Flynn leaves for New York knowing her girl will be well looked after. Especially because she did use the taser on Reggie... but only to wave it around threateningly to give him the shovel talk somewhere around St Louis.

[saccharinexvenom]

" and oh, my tongue is a weapon . "

; pinterest | wanted dynamics | wanted connections ;

aesthetics.

a venus fly trap closing around its prey. the raw instinct to survive. all you have is lies. secrets held close to the heart. sharp tongue and even sharper mind. the taste of bourbon on the tongue. the kiss of death upon a cheek.

basics.

full name. dakota holbrook ( or is it )  nicknames. dakota, kota, koa  gender. male  pronouns. he/him  sexuality. it's 2024, who cares for labels  age. thirty-five  date birth. unknown  zodiac sign. unknown  traits. meticulous, deceitful current location. new york city  occupation. con-artist for the crimsons

appearance.

face claim. richard madden voice claim. richard madden, in various roles, because dakota loves to change his voice & accent as he pleases  height. 5'10 piercings. none, he has the scars from piercings done when he was young  tattoos. none, he can't afford to be remembered like that other distinguish features. have you seen his cute lil smile  style. this wholly depends upon the mark, whether or not he's in one role or another. this man can go from looking like a downtrodden individual to your sugar daddy in a flash

biography.

you had been born in canada, just over the border. or no ... you had been born in the bustle of seattle, the heart of washington state. or had it been the midwest, some podunk town that no one had likely ever heard of ? save for those other poor souls that had been born there, and had died there. and had only ever known it's one blinking red light in the middle of town.

you wouldn't know. where you had been born. or even when you had been born. the day had always seemed to change as the years had slipped by. one hot june day, your mother would show up with an ice cream cake. some of it already melted. and a single candle carelessly placed on top. then, in the dead of winter, she would come bearing a cake with someone else's name spelled out in icing. on sale, that's what your mother had told you. on the cake, on your clothes ; with practically everything else in your life.

she had always said that being poor was a frame of mind. that if you believed hard enough, you could be the richest boy in the world. that you could eat all the junk food that you could ever want. have all the nicest toys. if you just believed. you hadn't understood when you were younger that she had been referring to your imagination. that so long as you made up these stories in your mind, that you could be anything that you wanted. that the days old hamburger on your plate was the mac and cheese you had begged her to get from the store. that the teddy bear with its missing eye and arm was a returned soldier from the war.

just as your father had been. or hadn't he been a doctor ? sent off to save those in need in some other country. or was he an astronaut ? and that's why he hadn't written to you in so many years. with his fancy handwriting, and the way he always ended it with ' be good, my boy '. you had tried so hard to always be good for him. because who knows, maybe he had been watching you from the space station. or from one of the many airplanes that soared over your head.

you had been good. for so, so long. you had stayed in the car when your mother had instructed. you hadn't asked questions when she had told you to leave your belongings at the latest motel. you had kept quiet when she urged you. and you never argued with her. not even when you hadn't eaten anything during yet another day. you had been so, so good. until being good had no longer benefitted you.

you had woken in the darkened room of another shoddy motel. through the blinds, you had seen the neon hue of numerous signs. you wouldn't remember how long you stared at them, waiting for your mother to return. you had watched the sun rise. you had watched the sun set. your stomach had gurgled with the want for food. you had gone into the bathroom. you had rushed back into the room at the sound of a door opening. but it had only been the guest in the next room over. so you had gone back to staring at the neon hue of the numerous signs.

you would not remember how long you had waited there. how long you had stared at those signs, wondering when your mother would return. eventually, you had decided that you couldn't wait any longer. and you had finally gone down the stairs of that motel, across the parking lot, and into the small diner. it was there that you would learn what it would take to survive. that a few carefully spoken words would set a plate with a stack of pancakes on it before you. that you would get hot chocolate with extra whipped cream, simply because you had said what needed to be said. you had watched the eyes of the woman who had served you. and you had understood that survival had always been at the tip of your tongue.

you had become what it took to survive. from a boy scout selling popcorn, to a newspaper boy. and eventually, when your voice had begun to deepen and your boyish features started to hardened, you became more. you had begun to set your sights on bigger scores. you had batted your eyes at one, you had offered the world to another. you had said you could show them art that would blow their mind. pieces that were saved for only those of an elite status. you had offered them precisely what they had always wanted. because as you had grown up, as you had watched these people from the shadows. you had been able to read them, to see them better than they saw themselves. and you used that to your advantage.

it had only ever taken the right set of words that granted you all that you needed to survive.

[doo-wop-city]

Stella Star at Astronaut, Part 2

Part 1 At the beginning of the month, I posted the first of my three-part adventure as Astronaut Oceanfront Resort in Wildwood Crest. Here is part 2. These photos were taken on 10th, 1967. (…Or, was that 2023?) Here I stand outside the office, which we’ll see in part 3. Like many doo-wop motels in town, Astronaut features a trapezoidal office sign. I decided to return to the patio on the third…

[eyzoa]

BRAIN DEAD || DP X DC Playlist || Listen Here

sarah smiles – panic! at the disco

death, thrice drawn – the scary jokes

baby, you're a haunted house – gerard way

inventors daughter – branches

cigarettes and feelings – the haunt

rose-coloured boy – paramore

meteor shower – cavetown

lovecraft in brooklyn – the mountain goats

melancholy astronautic man – allie moss

apartment – modern baseball

permanence – bears in trees

white teeth teens – lorde

cops and robbers – the hoosiers

sleep with a baseball bat – cosmic johnny

you're nobody till someone wants you dead – saint motel

despair – leo.

paranormal – humorus

perspective – polite fiction

no time to explain – good kid

this bird has flown – the ghost club

rambling of a lunatic – bears in trees

touch tone telephone – lemon demon

lemon to a knife fight – the wombats

campus – vampire weekend

kiss goodnight – idkhbtfm

kill the sun – motherfolk

7 o'clock – penelope scott

stay with me – better love

friendly dark – ollie mn

hey, kid – phoneboy

1922 – box the oxford

icarus – bastille

alien blues (acoustic) – vundabar

marceline the vampire – steppes

you'll understand when you're older – lovejoy

this interpretation of brain dead is highly inspired by the fics Ghosts Don't go to High School and GLXY:PSSNGR! They're both super good, so check them out!

[breadbox-draws]

AH THEYRE DONE! All of the blorbos from my comics in one place,,,

Click to view them at a better size!

A list of songs under the cut to go with the aforementioned animatics:

All:

“Illuminated” by Mameyudoufu (intro music for Modern AU)

”Random (‘Take #8’ Full Version)” by Silentroom (outro music for Modern AU!)

Díon:

”A Good Song Never Dies” by Saint Motel

Nikos:

“Astronaut in the Ocean” by Masked Wolf

”Balloons” by Confetti

KK:

“Run” by Nhato

Al:

“Brothers” by SIAMÉS feat. Eddy Capparelli

”A Place Shrouded in Death” by Taishi

(there’s probably more but it’s been a long while - i’ve forgotten)

Stan:

“Brothers” (same as above)

“Magic” by Coldplay (outdated animatic idea)

“Daft Punk” by Pentatonix (also outdated animatic idea)

[friendly-neighborhood-kinnie]

The Last of Us- Kin

⚠️MAJOR SPOILERS FOR THE LAST OF US EPISODE 6 AND ALL EPISODES PRIOR!!⚠️

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oh boy did this episode make me cry. I was not fully prepared when I started it. But like I said before this episode was amazing. This is mostly mentioning my favourite parts and my opinions and read into one things.

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We start it off with a three month time skip (which yay we get an official semi timeline) it's winter and they're obviously in the cabin. You see how the bond between Joel and Ellie has grown between that time. And it's such a great thing to see. Joel being annoyed at Ellie seriously reminds me of my dad when he's annoyed with me. Also the lady made them soup and I love that.

These two were definitely some of my favourite side characters.

I also love how you see Joel beginning to struggle, beginning to fear. And you see Ellie worried and scared for him and she tells the honest truth, she's fucked if he's dead.

They're still teasing each other, and Ellie is pushing to learn to hunt and shoot the rifle and help out.

The two talk about their plans for after the cure, and it's such a sweet moment between them. Joel wants to be a sheep farmer and Ellie wants to be an astronaut. They have such a great conversation in this scene and I love it.

Ellie tells Joel about how she tried to help Sam, she feels bad. Joel tells her it's more complicated and tells her the fireflies would be able to do it.

"Dream of sheep ranches on the moon" "I will" was literally adorable. Just thought y'all should know.

Joel having fallen asleep and the first sign of his nightmares. Ellie prepared to protect them both, and Joel upset that she didn't wake him up because he's supposed to protect her.

Her trying to whistle and the dam scene are just great. And Joel being like 'I don't have a clue' when he knew she was going to ask how it worked making electricity and Ellie telling him he could have just made something up and she would believe him 👀

The horsemen coming suddenly and Joel immediately grabbing Ellie and having her get behind him. His clear panic as he tells her she'll be okay and to listen. The moment they both realize that while Joel isn't infected so the dog can't smell it Ellie they don't know if the dog will smell it. The look of fear she gives Joel and the clear fear he has to the point he panics. Joel is frozen and doesn't know what to do.

Ellie's giggles were adorable though.

Tommy and Joel reuniting is such a bittersweet moment. The two are happy, but if you look at Ellie's reaction it seems sad. Might be reading into that one.

Joel trying to keep up his manners and Ellie just being her usual self.

HI DINA! Oh my god I loved that little detail.

Ellie is very clearly on edge, and much more passive aggressive.

Then finding out the two are married and Ellie being like congrats 🥳 than Joel say congrats 😠

The small tour we get of Jackson. And Ellie asking if Tommy can teach her to shoot. Joel's immediate protest.

The sheep!

Tommy realizing he's a communist is so fucking funny.

Shimmer!!!!

Ellie's reluctance to be away from Joel.

Tommy and Joel's talk and finding out Maria is pregnant?! Seeing how Joel is still struggling. Oh my godddd

Joel having another panic attack and seeing the girl that looks like Sarah is so heartbreaking.

Ellie's reaction to the Diva cup makes me giggle it's so cute. I love her.

Seeing that Maria had a kid and than Sarah's death date. That memorial made me tear up.

Ellie doesn't seem to like haircuts, but agrees to Maria trimming her hair.

Ellie immediately coming to Joel's defense.

Ellie is very defensive and on edge in this episode because she's clearly scared.

Tommy and Joel conversation 2.0. Joel telling Tommy she's immune.

Joel feeling at fault for not helping more at the motel with Henry and Sam and when the dog was sniffing them. Even though he couldn't because he was held at gunpoint point both times. He still balmes himself and it's heartbreaking.

I was sobbing as soon as Joel began to express his fear. Ellie is his child. And he can't stand risking her life. His dreams about failing her. (I genuinely think he was talking about both Sarah and Ellie) him crying just seriously got me.

Him so scared to get her killed that he wants Tommy to get her there. But even more scared that someone else will find those bite marks and kill her.

Ellie walking around, likely looking for Joel because she probably hasn't seen him since they separated.

Ellie and Joel's argument being almost exactly like the game made me cry more. I feel like the scene was much more impactful in the show than the game. It still hurt, but somehow it hurt more.

The clear betrayal that Ellie feels in this scene because Joel has been her ONLY constant for months.

The flashbacks of Sarah. Hurt. Joel is so scared of failing another kid.

Tommy and Ellie going into the stables just to see Joel. And Ellie immediately choosing to go with him.

Tommy and Joel saying goodbye :(

Joel teaching Ellie to shoot!!!!! This scene was so cute and funny. Joel getting the shot the first time and Ellie just being appalled. It's so funny.

Ellie just asking about life before and 'the contractor' is so great.

Ellie placing her head on Joel's back!!!

Joel explaining what I'm assuming is football to Ellie.

Ellie imitating Joel and 'the contractorrrrr'

Ellie still just teasing Joel about him wanting to be a singer and her asking to hear him sing.

The monkeys! Which honestly loved, also I've scene a few people mention the giraffe scene from the game and that doesn't happen until after winter. So we might still get it. I hope we do.

Joel not hearing the radier coming and Ellie having to warn him. Than her reaction to him being stabbed. And rushing him to get on the horse and when they're far enough away Ellie being relieved just for that relief to be crushed a few seconds later when Joel falls of the horse.

Her begging him to wake up because she needs him. She can't do it without him.

I've also scene a lot of people commenting how the university scene was a bit rushed and how the fight was rushed as well and honestly I think it was pretty good still. The scene was sudden and the realization that he was stabbed is shocking because it happened to quick.

Also I've scene a lot of people mention how they don't get how Joel didn't feel himself get stabbed and it was likely adrenaline. And if he'd gotten impaled like in the game than he would not have made it. That was unrealistic on the game.

Also I love the way they present Joel's panic attacks. It's so perfect. The ringing in the ears and the muffled voices. God it was brilliant.

I truly loved this episode and it seriously exceeded my expectations. And I stopped going into each episode blind after episode 5 because I watched every cut scene from the first game. But I'm going into the next episode blind because I haven't scene the left behind cut scenes.

I loved all the bonding we got between Joel and Ellie! And I'm super excited to read what other come up with between the three month time skip we got.

I am so excited for the next few episodes and so scared at the same time!

[partly-cloudyskies]

Five songs I've had on repeat, tagged by @big-meows h yeah let's dive in

Wedding Vows in Vegas by Was (Not Was)

I love the atmosphere in this song, smoky rooms and indifference and decisions made spur of the moment and late at night in cheap motels, but that's the way it is sometimes and it's no less deserving of a song kind of vibe.

Technicolor Dreaming by Cardiknox

Jangly neon and bitter. I like sad songs that are up tempo it gives a nice manic energy. A sense of being exhausted and wired at the same time. Good.

My Brain is Like a Sieve by Thomas Dolby

Gloomy lounge divorce music energy. People locked into draining relationships and still making themselves available to it. We love to see it.

Worlds Apart by The Codetalkers

Gives tired people at a bus depot on the edge of the desert going to Vegas. Also space imagery so a winner to me.

So there's like a theme to all these and I have to admit this is a playlist for an inexplicable Las Vegas AU I've been writing for the better part of this year. I hope to... complete it! Some day!

Wombat Astronaut by Plini

A non fic-related track finally. Really the whole album but this track in particular. I found Plini like 8 years ago through Bandcamp, which is how I get most of my music now. These notes just hit right. Make me think of being in a city again all wrapped up in sounds and lights.

Any mutual should feel free to do this honestly. Or anyone who wants to share their playlist. Was fun.

[goddesspharo]

K, L and/or M <3

K: What's the angstiest idea you've ever come up with?

Back in the Alias days, I killed off Vaughn and/or Will (I'm sorry, Will Tippin, I did love you!) so many times. In my defense, that show lent itself very well to Sydney Bristow's sadness and how no man is an island but Sydney Bristow sure could be! I also probably wrote a bit of angsty House stuff, particularly during that Tritter arc. I can barely remember it now, but didn't Cuddy perjure herself for him? God, they were so good when they weren't canonical! I wrote a lot more angst back in the day, that's for sure.

L: How many times do you usually revise your fic/chapter before posting?

I'm constantly revising while I'm writing because all my pre-existing plans are vague enough that while I'm writing, it's a lot like those magic tricks with the ball shuffling between three solo cups. Then once the thing is done, I'll usually give it a read through once or twice, but by then I've read segments of it so many times that there's not much left to edit except flow. As an aside, this is also why I rarely post WIPs (never again!) because once it's out in the ether, it's set in stone and I'm committed to serving that narrative, which kind of narrows the choices – or forces you to become more creative about them? I'm not entirely sure the trade-off of feeling like it's a story I have to finish because I started posting it is worth the restrictions it places.

M: Got any premises on the back burner that you'd care to share?

I am always thinking of space/heist/spy AUs because you simply cannot go wrong with that. I'm still flirting around with Top Gun: Maverick in space – the idea is astonishingly well formed in my head by now: a Mars rescue mission reluctantly spearheaded by an astronaut who has already lost his mind once – but it feels like it would be a tome and I'm not sure I want to commit to that. Once The Batman sequel rogues gallery is announced, I'm sure I will once again be obsessed with bridging emo Nirvana-on-repeat guyliner Bruce Wayne and debonair, faux debauched billionaire Bruce Wayne. (In my mind, in that universe, the bridge will always, always, always be Selina Kyle.) I also keep writing bits and pieces of what Roswell, New Mexico robbed us of – namely Kyle Valenti's Olivia Rodrigo-fueled road trip through Mexico to find Allie Meyers but of course make it awkward by having Isobel be his road trip buddy (pre-declaration because a post-declaration road trip is a level of awkward that no one wants to see). There's almost nothing I love more than road trip fic punctuated by seedy motels and drunken debauchery!

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