#Frickie is iconic

[tetsunabouquet]

Guys, remember when @evelhak asked me a couple of questions in my last Q&A event, and I gushed about a book series available only in Dutch? Currently, in writing classes, we arrived on the subject of emotions. Our first practise assignment was to pick a scene from our personal children's books top 10 that's highly emotional and analyse it. My mind immediately runs to THE Frickie scene, and now I have written almost an entire A4 worth of me analyzing how much it meant for their personal development and the ship. Considering we are supposed to submit some of these assignments for our tests, I am currently giggling about the idea this might be one of the assignments my teacher will ask me for the test. I mean, I wrote 4 lines just to gush over how much this meant for Vickie's character growth. Well, at least my teacher will know how much this scene got to MY emotions.

[witchy-lili]

Sander Sides Coffeeshop!AU

I imagined Logan with an apron, it made me happy, so I wrote this eldritch monstrosity. Enjoy~ ---------------------

It was an early fall morning at the Cafe, the rain calmly pouring on the tainted windows. A calm atmosphere enveloped the place, only every so slightly disturbed by the jazz music coming through the antic jukebox. This thing was already in the facility when, the owner, a middle aged man bought it. He was calm, seemingly cold at first, always steady and organized. He was one of the things that made this small coffeeshop so special. All the regulars knew him as, Logan. He came here every morning, four hours before the opening, making the fresh pastries and sandwiches, putting the chairs and tables down and overall just being an average worker. He always finished twenty minutes before the opening, and always used those few instants to settle down, drink a nice cup of coffee and read the news or write a bit in his notebook. The first clients started to arrive, making him put his pen down and finishing the black beverage in a gulp before standing up and putting on his iconic navy apron. 

 -Welcome to Blue's, what can i serve you today ? 

 The same song everyday, same rhythm, same orders, same everything. I wasn't boring, he liked the regularity, and people always thanked him for bringing such a peaceful place to the community. But maybe...it was time to bring some new notes in the melody. He went in the kitchen to take the orders out and served them to the clients. 

 -Oh my god Janus they were right ! This place is so fricki-likin adorable ! 

 -Calm down Pat', you're too loud. 

 The bubbly and air-headed "Pat" started walking across the place, looking with little stars in his eyes, not seeing  that his leg was in the way of the poor waiter, who tripped, letting go of the fortunately empty tray. 

 -Oh my god. OH MY GOD. Im so sorry sir ! 

 Logan re-adjusted his glasses, lifting his head up to see a nicely dressed man, presenting a gloved hand to help him stand up while "Pat" apologized again, and multiple times, taking the tray in putting it on the counter. -It's okay gentlemen, im not hurt. 

 He didn't make the effort to take the man's hand to stand up and took time to properly scrutinize him, realizing that he had severe scars on the left side of his face, what were those ? How did he get them ? So many questions that will probably never have an answer. The gloved one gently smiled at him while he went behind the counter to take their orders.

 -So. Do you want something ? 

 He maybe came of as a bit rude, but how was he supposed to react when two dingus came causing a scene i the cafe ? He hated all the attention driven at him and was absolutely embarrassed. The duo walked up to him, the scared man opened his mouth to talk before being unceremoniously cut by the "tripper". 

 -For Janus over here a black coffee with no sugar and for me it will be a coffee with six pumps of vanilla, two tea spoons of nutmeg, six pumps of caramel, three and half table spoons of shaved milk chocolate, three pumps of praline with extra whipped cream and caramel drizzle on top, oh ! With cookie crumbles, almost forgot those ! 

 It wasn't even coffee anymore Jesus christ. Janus looked at the barista shrugging with a small amused smirk. Logan sighed and went to make the two drinks, repeating the second order on loop in his head. 

 -You think he's angry with me Janus ? 

 -No, i think he's concerned about your heart-rate and the sugar concentration in your blood, love. Logan came back with their orders and was surprised to see them sitting at the bar. Right in front of him. Why. Janus was calmly sipping on his coffee while Patton took  a big gulp of his unholy drink. The barista's face didn't let see any emotion but he was offended, and disgusted that he had to make such a thing and that it was actually consumed by another human being. -A really, appreciable place you have here mister. -Thanks. -You're the only one working here ? -Owner and employee. -But i have a question. Why the "Blue's" ? -Blue is my favorite color. This conversation was dryer than an oatmeal cookie in the middle of the desert. Fortunately, Patton tried to break the awkwardness. -Oh my god ! What are the odds, i also like blue ! My shirt is blue ! -This is cyan. -Well...it's a shade of blue ! Janus giggled at the attempts of his friend before turning to Logan with a pawky smirk. -I haven't recalled seeing ice cream on the menu but holy hell this place's atmosphere is colder than a family in law dinner in the middle of Antarctica. Logan threw a side, electrified look at him which he didn't seem to mind a all. -People don't speak to me usually. They take their coffee and continue their day. -Well unfortunately for you.. He looked at his badge on the deep blue apron. -..Logan, but i really like learning to know people. And you good sir, have  peaked my interest. Logan rolled his eyes, turning his back to go and serve other customers. “Peaked his interest”. Huh. What a weirdo. ---------------------------------------------------- That’s all for now grimlins and fanders, maybe I'll get back at it one day, maybe it will just be a series of one shots ! 

[jehannanmage]

MUNDAY! ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS

tagged by: rai’s clown derriere

nicknames: key --  combination of vicky + my best boy OC frey from when an old pal of mine insisted on a nickname--  ‘Fricky’ was promptly vetoed. 

zodiac: capricorn sun, libra moon, capricorn rising, metal horse if i read these right lmaooo

height: 5′4″ ish

timezone: PST

listening to: been stuck on a clockwork orange trance remix lately

last movie i saw: the half of it orrr the sonic movie?

last thing i googled: '108F to C’ followed promptly by ‘why do people Choose to live There’

average amount of sleep: 6 - 7 hours -- not enough,

what i’m wearing: shorts and my undertale Cool Dude tank o/

dream job: somethin creatively-focused without all the Stress most creatively-focused jobs seem to entail would be... rad... im a perpetually tired bean. . .

dream trip: would love to dive and explore Green Lake some day. . .

favorite food: idk the crepes I made this morning were pretty fantastic

play any instruments: nah. took keyboard lessons as a kid and vaguely remember being in a choir for a time but that’s about it. would love to sing...

eye color: brown

hair color: dark brown -- paler in the summer, darker in winter

languages: english, french, can read / understand a chunk of spanish

most iconic song: one more time by daft punk, maybe... was my jam for Years

random fact about me: i’ve probably drawn around 750 comics pages over the course of my life so far? mostly dumb fancomics or comics drawn in tournaments back in ye olden days of deviantart’s ‘OCTs’ but anyway... i love.. comics... a whole lot... i miss drawing them so much orz does this mean i’m decent at em? not really lol but still, i’m proud of the amount 

reason for my url: jehannanmage is coz i’m not super creative lmaoo. it’s. what it says on the tin... Braveryinblue I nabbed from one of Hector’s cipher cards, and ostianshadow sounded cooler/more apt than matthew’s last url v:

tagging: anyone else

[robertsbarbie-archive]

oh worm appreciating mutuals on main is a thing??? heck yeah. anyway i really truly absurd adore @frozen2s (jowowoyce) @idsb (miss. has never heard of a plane) @lovedyouthreesummers (one of the kindest people ever) @likeadevils (ganga baby queen who i would lay my life down for) all of @tssnut (because i know i’m dumb and am rarely on so i’ll forget people but i wuv you all and your feet weirdness) @princessmishaps (aka talented queen supreme) @friendlyneighborhoodpegacorn (thotaam for short) @itsdelicute (baby yoda enthusiast as well as definition of art) @holygroundpiano (most valid person ever) @fearlessplatinums (annoying yet i would literally die to make them happy, also lemonade mouth) @theloser-club (the BEST taste ever) @coldsayou (#1 malcolm bright and deception fan) @riversbackup (because i can’t remember your main alskskkskdkd but i adore you spooderman) @pickleswift13 (chaos princess potato child) @thefearlesstour (the light of my snapchat stories, as well as the light of my life) @imhereonthekitchenfloor (barbie meme appreciation queen bestie) @shedancedtoforget (unappreciated monarch) @bemylcver (SAMMMMM!!!!!!) @msamericna (best taste in music legend) @thelasttime (you big ball debut hating haylor) @wouldfallfromgracie (the shape of his body IS blue) @bishopsknifetrick (atlas you’re incredible and your existence means a lot to me) @lcndonboy (doof and perry icon) @loverdeluxe (ugh as if) @loveralbumdeluxe (we have to stan) @nowimhaunted (BITCH IF YOU DONT COME TO CRACKER BARRE I SWEAR TO GOD) @ts70s (love of my life who i accidentally talk about to random guests at cracker barrel because i love you so much) @iseerighthroughme (bitchhhhhhh i love you so muchhhhh) @reyputation (who’s url i get big dumb about but whomst i loves a lot) @swiftrecords (they keep it fricky fricky fresh like cheese jerky [please don’t ask me to explain... i couldn’t]) @swiftrosegarden (MADISON square garden, hehe i’m HILARIOUS.... anyway) @iforgotthattaylorexisted (your edits are so unique and you just have this amaizng spark in you) @bireputations (inspires me everyday i’m so many ways) and so on

(special shoutout to my mutuals that have no idea why i’m randomly doing this @hosie4legacies @20bi-teen @hopemikealsen @lizzieforbes @malachai-hades-parker [if we’re not mutuals.... this is awkward] i love you all a lot and you being on my dash makes my world brighter)

and if i didn’t mention you pls know that i am and literally in love you no matter who you are and i’m either too dumb to remember or i’m so in love with you that i’m too intimidated to mention you

goodnight all love ya

[alexspacekarth]

what the fricky is all time low doing with their icons

[tetsunabouquet]

The importance of grounding horror fiction in emotion

I finished the chapter in my writing's classes talking about emotions and all of the assignments in just two days. And you know what? I ended up using book 6 from the Valentina series, Kille Dromen (Chilling Dreams) for pretty much every assignment. In some assignments, the book was just fresh in my head and some assignments specifically asked for the first assignment and I had to rewrite the iconic Frickie scene, to showcase how changing the tone in which it is written can completely destroy a scene. At this point, all my assignments for this chapter could be combined into one literary essay about the sixth installment. But to me, that just showcases the brilliance of what Eddy C. Bertin created with this series. Because the Valentina worldbuilding is so complex and terrifying, yet the emotions are so well-written that it grounds the story beautifully. Like, the way Freddie's insecurities were slowly build up by the events of the previous books and it cultivated into his own possessed by evil powers arc (the iconic Frickie scene is almost like a romantic version of the scene of Dark Willow and Xander at the end of Buffy s6 which is such a funny coincidence considering it's both the 6th installment) I cannot talk about it enough. This is exactly why my favorite horror movie of all time, is Apostle (2018). This is also a horror story with a world that contains the supernatural and cults, but the emotions are so well-grounded that it ended up a masterpiece. Take Jeremy's death. To people who never saw the movie, Jeremy suffers from a intellectual disability and is neurodivergent, likely autistic and is the son of one of the three cult leaders. He has had feelings for the daughter of another one of the leaders, and she loves him back. Only her father disapproves. Partially because he has some implied incestual feelings, and partially because he is an ableist douchebag who considers Jeremy to be inferior by nature because of it and will never be good enough for his daughter. His daughter falls pregnant with Jeremy, and the two have plans of running off together and being happy. Her father, actually catches her when she is about to go to Jeremy, and finds out she's with child, much to his horror.

Now, because Jeremy is the father and the cult leaders power came from a goddess that they trapped who has now cursed the animals to give birth to horrible deformed babies, the father's ableist alarm goes off. He kills his daughter, and frames Jeremy for it. He then summon the cult to execute Jeremy behind the back of the other two cult leaders, and Jeremy is executed in a ritualistic manner. Jeremy's death is an amazing yet horrible scene. You can see the leader's eyes shine as he whispers to Jeremy how long he has been waiting to kill him and during the execution there is no sound, no background music, whatsoever. You can hear Jeremy's bones splinter, and how he's in extreme pain before he dies. And that's the beauty of the scene, how the people who made the Apostle knew, they could create a world filled with psychos and blood offerings, but at the end of the day, a hate crime against a sweet, helpful character who you'd want to have a happy ending is way more brutal. And they treated Jeremy's death with the respect the victims should get when filming a hate crime. No music, no spectacle around it. The movie was forcing you to suffer along his side and as someone autistic myself it chills me down my very spine.

That, to me, is when I know I have seen or read a horror masterpiece.