#Like the “I’m gonna kill this guy to prove that he’s human and that we’re on the same level. I’m going to tear him apart so he hates me”

[caterpillarinacave]

underrated character situation is “wolf trying to prove that the lamb is not holy, the lamb is not pure, the lamb is no different than the pack, the lamb is not worthy of its praise, and I will tear them open to prove it” and then it doesn’t work. the lamb does not bite as you tear at it. it bleeds gold. the lamb does not use its divinity to curse the your soul. it watches you as you murder it, not with hatred, not with fear, with something you don’t know. you bite harder. you’re waiting for something different, for the whites of its eyes, for the wolf within it to react. you’re waiting to see a hint of yourself in its dying eyes. you don’t get it. the lamb bleeds a gold. you’re covered in it’s blood, it’s skin, bits of wool in your teeth, it’s face is imprinted on your mind and yet you never touched it. you’ve killed the holy lamb and it doesn’t prove your point. you’ve killed the holy lamb and it’s golden blood proves you wrong. you’ve killed the holy lamb, strewn it’s organs about a field of snow, and you know now, with disgusting certainty, that you murdered something good.

[unsweetingtea]

The Sonic Movie 3 trailer came out and it is awesome!

I know it came out a week or so ago and I might be late into talking about it but rest assured I watched it 30 minutes after it came out.

I decided to start talking about it now because I want to put in my two cents about a certain topic.

At some point in the trailer we get this image of Tom:

He’s screaming “Sonic!!” and then it immediately flashes to this image of Shadow:

There is also this interaction with Sonic and Shadow:

“What did you do?”

“What I had to.”

First of all, f🤬cking aura Shadow, holy sh💩t. That “what I had to” sent shivers to me timbers.

Second of all, why I’m making this post:

This has led people to believe that Shadow might harm Tom in some way or even killing him.

And I don’t think that is true.

Do I think that they might tussle around? Yeah. Do I think Shadow will straight up assassinate him? Hell no!

CONTINUE UNDER THE CUT ⬇️

Now, I have seen people believe it and draw it but more as like a “this is a cool alternative but I don’t actually think it would happen”, but then there are others who genuinely believe that Shadow is going to kill Tom.

While there is nothing wrong with believing that, it raises a problem for Shadow’s overall character.

We all know Shadow is just misunderstood. Especially from Sonic, Knuckles, and Tails. Keep in mind that they are working with the very people that killed Maria—a little girl, Shadow’s best friend, and they have no idea 😀

I feel like if Sonic finds out about it, then there will definitely be conversations yet to happen, and not very friendly ones.

I kinda think this might be an image of Sonic looking around the Ark. Maybe this is when he finds out? However, that is not something I can really prove:

One thing I will say: even though if we were in Shadow’s position and we might try to kill humanity too, I think we should all acknowledge that even though we can understand him it doesn’t mean we should agree with the path he has walked down on.

Anyway, Shadow = misunderstood. Got it. That is all a story for another time, I’m still here for something else.

I think we can all agree that Shadow has been through a lot, and I think some of the games do him justice for the way he makes up for his actions; finding out who is he is and honoring Maria’s wish, sacrificing himself and falling down to earth, going against Black Doom’s wishes, fighting Memphis, saving Sonic (multiple times), him and Team Dark, the Archie comics, and more.

We’re gonna ignore the Boom!Shadow for this one boys. He’s irrelevant. (lol)

While Shadow and Sonic aren’t friends or enemies, they’re by each others side to do the right thing. All Shadow wanted to do was the right thing and at the time he believed it was killing humanity.

I think what I’m trying to say is that Shadow has done some villainy sh💩t under the influence of what people showed him back to the accident of the Ark. However, he is not a bad guy and he doesn’t deserve to be the bad guy.

If they do this, if Shadow kills Tom, he will be an irredeemable monster to Sonic and even to me, and Shadow doesn’t deserve that treatment.

I don’t want to look at Movie!Shadow knowing that he killed an amazing character and the father to Sonic.

I also want to say, that when Sonic is talking to Shadow and asks him what he did, he sounds mad but he doesn’t sound mad enough to the point of Tom’s death kind of mad. Sonic would be f🤬cking furious. He would fr say “screw the power of friendship I’m about to END this B🐶TCH”.

I can’t say for certain that Tom isn’t going to die, but I really don’t think and want to believe that Shadow is going to be the one to kill Tom.

Like I said before, it’s tragic for what happened to him but we shouldn’t justify the path he’s walking on. Killing Tom is no excuse either.

I just don’t want to be disappointed. I have been looking forward for this movie for too long. I really just want Shadow to be the sweet little anti-hero he truly is.

While I’m here, I wanna circle back around to Tom screaming Sonic’s name. First of all, Tom is in a G.U.N uniform. Either he’s going in disguise or maybe the commander guy whose name I don’t care to remember gave him a position in the G.U.N forces.

In the first Sonic Movie, Maddie did say that there has been a Wachowski serving and protecting for 50 years. The same amount of time Shadow was in a coma. Maybe the commander recognizes Tom’s last name and offers him a position.

Maybe Sonic and co. find out about what they did to Maria and the Ark, and when confronting G.U.N, G.U.N decides to turn on them. Maybe that’s why Tom was screaming Sonic’s name, because he was about to get hurt. Remember, even though Sonic saved the world in the 1st movie, in the 2nd movie G.U.N still believed they would be a threat. Maybe G.U.N is using them in hopes they won’t find out about what happened 50 years ago. They’d be perfect against Shadow, they’re the same species! (Kinda…)

If G.U.N can’t defeat Shadow, maybe another powerful being can.

Anyway, those were my two cents.

Don’t take this post too personally please, if you wanna believe Shadow kills Tom, then by all means go off! I just wanted to show my perspective of things and how I see Shadow as a person.

Remember, opinions are opinions and we shouldn’t devalue anyone’s just because we don’t agree.

Take care! 🫶🏻

[shakespearean-dream]

TW!!! — blood, scarring and mild body horror ahead 🥲

benny’s turn!

before i start i wanna clarify i hesitated a bit on posting this because lovely mutual @vor-leser just posted his benny interpretation (go look at it and follow him btw), and idk if we like mind melded or smth but our human benny’s are super similar LOL. i damn near scrapped the whole thing out of fear someone would get mad at me but i Would Not be able to start over and get this done ever so this is as good as we’re gonna get. 😭 my apologies niko love u /p

this has been like a full 7 days in the making 😭😭 the art block that i felt coming on while doing ellen and ted hit me like an optimus prime sized semi truck this week along with a depressive episode so i definitely appreciate that happening and i am not upset about it at all! /s i’m totally good so don’t worry or anything /gen, mental health is just weird and i also wanted to explain the gap in my posts 😔

i do not know how to feel about this drawing if i’m so fr with you; i’m proud of myself for AM-ified benny cause i think i got the slowly rotting from the inside out primal freak energy down pretty good, but on the other hand this feels kinda empty?? i usually have a lot more commentary squished in here but i think my brain’s a little fried 🤦‍♂️ i love drawing me some beautiful buff men though so drawing normal ben was familiar territory. however his wack ass haircut i gave him is his punishment for being a PRICK!!! go sit in the corner and think about ur actions benjamin.

like ted n the rest of the sillies i’m not straying too far from canon with his personality, he’s an ass and a murderer and a hella smart dickhead who desperately needs to be punished by the universe (thank you for that one AM). hot take i did not like his “redemption arc” in his game scenario and i don’t think with how he was throughout the entirety of his life (and also throughout the game, main example his inner dialogue) he would actually go out of his way to help the kid because he means it??? n prove he changed to the guys he killed cause he means it??? i dunno maybe AM torturing him made him have a main character “omg i’ve been in the wrong this whole time!!1” moment like the game suggests i’m just not buying it 💀 i’m sure it’s just cause bennys scenario couldn’t be too long and they couldn’t fully flesh him out which i won’t fault the game makers for. i’m a steven universe fan, i know what time constrictions can do to a plot and redemption arc 😭 looking at you white diamond…

his wife n kids are up top and they’re kinda neat to me— i was considering the hc that part of the reason manya (his canon wife) left him is because she realized she was a lesbian which would be funny as fuck considering benny’s also One Of Them Queers 😭. i think during the brief times he was home and able to parent his daughters they got really scared and tired of him, one because he’s just a very threatening powerful and overbearing man, but also because i feel like he would’ve been on their ASS about everything. grades, extracurriculars, friends, wardrobe, this guy was micromanaging his family to an annoying extreme (ofc because of his perfectionist complex). he probably loved manya and the kids in his own weird way, but it was more contractual to him than any real personal relationship. maybe he inherited that from his own parents?? i doubt he ever talked to them after he moved out.

that’s about the end of my thoughts on this fucker. 🥲 funny storyyyy i just remembered i have laundry to finish so im gonna go do that, lord help me. thank you for reading all this if you did!!!!! we’re over halfway through so who do yall want next? wanna save AM or nimdok for last? i’ll see u guys later :]]]

[starlightshadowsworld]

My thoughts on Bungou Stray Dogs Chapter 120.5

Spoilers below

Well we have a sweet message from Asagiri so we’re fucked.

Man Akutagawa really is serving this arc isn’t he? Good for him.

“You’ve stolen him” oh cool we’re just gonna break my heart right out the gate.

Fukuzawa I love you man but you had to have known Fukuchi was full of shit right? It’s important to me that you knew this plan was insane.

Don’t make me agree with Fyodor.

Oh great are we gonna find out that Fyodor’s the reason states exist?

I dunno if extraterrestrial communities means’s something else but God don’t tell me have aliens here too.

Man never knew I need morality debate between Fyodor and Fukuzawa.

Atsushi’s little silent sad face is killing me.

Okay nevermind I don’t need to see more of Fyodor psychologically destroying Fukuzawa.

I mean…that doesn’t really prove anything. Also you know it’s been a long arse day we didn’t exactly have time to go count up bodies.

I don’t like Fukuchi but I doubt he’d lie about that.

Oh look Akutagawa’s chilling on the floor and he’s alive. What did I say? Told ya.

“You are pure evil” drag his arse!

Yeah I’m not surprised of course you want world war.

AGHHHHHHH!!! FUKUZAWA!!!

I knew it was coming and I still wasn’t prepared! FUKUZAWAAAA!!!

Hey hey illusion shit is only cool when Junichiro’s doing it.

It does make sense though given how Fukuchi often talked about sending a message to his past and future self with the sword.

That as the divine being those selves could be manifested.

But that doesn’t mean I have to like it.

Someone needs to take these papers away from Fyodor.

No wonder you like Fukuchi both of you guys have the most nonsense plans.

Interesting how Fyodor doesn’t view ability users as human.

“War in the name of peace that’s contradictory” that’s what I’ve been saying for like the last season.

Wait…but wait Fyodor can’t use one order right?

“I can’t possibly see you as human” drag him!

No! No! Why did I have to be right?! Fukuzawaaaa!!!

Atsushi trembling while trying to make a plan my boy.

Oh damn Atsushi’s gonna steal the page.

[granulesofsand]

🗝️🏷️ RAMCOA intermixed with conspiracy theories

I forgot how out of pocket RAMCOA professionals(?) can be. Like, I agree we should believe people and support their healing the best we can, but this video I’m watching has more conspiracy theories from the admins than the survivors. There was one survivor who spoke about one big cult trying to normalize Luciferianism and pedophilia among other things, but they are also on the admin panel. One other survivor still hadn’t worked through the ‘specialness’ groups fed them and thought they had physical psychic powers, and even that was mild compared to the staff.

First admin to speak was the ‘global Satanic cult’ survivor, and they sincerely believe that vaccines are a lie and pandemics are made in labs. After them was a guy who was really insistent that weed and caffeine were common for mind control purposes, and that TV was made to normalize violence and put people into trace — which, he wasn’t entirely wrong, but also not too close to the bullseye there. Then one mostly normal guy who very gently asked whether the world was going to shit because of hundreds of coincidences or a plan, pretty open-ended and tolerable. Then the only guy with a degree listed seemed okay, and then started talking about abusers being soulless and COVID masking having no purpose but to remove loving emotion.

The intro to this video was a cringy song about saving the children, and the first speaker cited remote viewing as corroborating a facility in another state doing mind control (uncertainly, but he did say it).

Most of the survivor testimonies at least made sense, but half the video is over and it’s already been an hour and a half. I was hoping to add this to my list of resources for a new clinician we got through the DV shelter, but. I think not. Probably gonna go back to annotating Miller’s clinician book, cause it’s looking like that’s as good as it gets.

Yeah. We do believe governments participate in organized abuse and cooperate amongst themselves and local groups/people who can afford to get away with it, and we do understand that many products used and sold can aid in mind control, but that doesn’t mean that every piece of every story is true off the bat. Many drugs have a mostly normal history of getting onto the street, though many have ties to organizations in the present. Many trance-inducing mediums came to us naturally, though some are used (in a minority of contexts) for more nefarious purposes. They just don’t make the distinction, and the religious ideology bleeds into all of it even worse. We’re pretty open minded about sanctioned atrocities, but they go too far. And we were abused in a Satanic cult who killed children. Wild.

They just went on a whole tangent about saying COVID was overdone/a lie, and that both that and 9/11 were Satanic death rituals. Y’all. They did just get to how poverty and foster care was bad — nevermind they made it a Satanic thing again. They are taking all of these non-coincidences, but incorrectly attributing them to one big cult. Girl. The word ‘culture’ and ‘cult’ are alike because they are etymologically from the same Latin root. And they called transgenderism against humanity. It gets progressively worse. I’m listening in real time now and you can tell. Every mildly true take is followed by three more bullshit ideas.

It is an enemy of progress to assume that all issues are related by perpetrator. The events do intertwine, but we’re ignoring those intricacies and the true causes — and how to work with them as a result — to shove them under one cause we cannot prove. We will not find where they are tied if we have already decided it is this one specific way. It would be okay if it were true or at least undisputed, but much of what they talk about does not fit the research and existing examinations despite also not providing resources to support these theories. The strings laid out, I can see how they reached their conclusions, but I cannot get around the refusal to see other explanations. It weakens their argument so deeply it has nearly no integrity remaining. And they speak of rationality and sense as if they would know it if it came up and bit them.

The next segment is saying not to criticize them because it discourages conversation. I could be politer, good communication is important. This is the one guy who I would listen to again. I agree that we need to have more in-depth conversations to make heavy topics make sense. I am still not willing to tolerate faith tradition as science or accept any explanation without talking about it, but I would have a conversation with any of these people. I simply can’t listen to them speak conference style.

Why has it been so difficult to communicate? Because of you. Because you provide no sources except half-inaccurate non-academic works. Because you use every other sentence to attack another construct that is largely helpful. Because you don’t want to talk, you just want to say it. And the Christians are taking about their savior complex again.

Mmm, judges wear robes because global Satanic cult. All government is in on out. Again, some people are. There are symbols of faith traditions in government that don’t need to be there. Many stand-out details become easy places to meet or reinterpret for victims if they weren’t already made for dangerous purposes. There are many generational and governmental genuine conspiracies that do occur, people who do collaborate. Still infrequently that structured or globally involved. It’s a funky mix of things that can and do happen and calling it all one giant Satanic operation. Too many big claims with no backup.

These speakers talk about empowerment and shaking free, yet they use mind control tactics themselves. Tell us what to consume and how, from information to literal food. He called the TV a hypnobox. This is not safe. Educate people about why, host conversations about what they can do, but issuing commands and layering it with fear is half of what they are saying is Satanic.

We should be healthy. We should be watching out for dog whistles and nonsensical political decisions, but not every music video is a ritual and not every painting is a message. Talk to people with different opinions, see if your community’s ideas hold up against theirs. It’s not all wrong, but very little is right.

And they’re forcing spirituality again. Gross. We can believe in morals and kindness without having to share a faith tradition. And here comes Global Satanic Cult as the true enemy, describing introspection as soul. Icky icky. “Pedophile transgender agenda”. We’re not right wing conspiracy theorists tho. Created unnatural weather events. Use a source, any source, y’all are dropping these left and right. Psychopaths as any person we don’t like.

Re-educating children to keep them from doing away with gender norms. The guy talking about this one is preaching kindness while telling us we are evil for not being traditionally male or female, or, worse, transgender✨.

So basically Satanic global cult and gender roles. That’s what this was about. They spoke next to nothing about education or what to do to help survivors. Just fearmongering and ignorance.and a shitty ending song. I feel like those 2 hours were stolen. It was all just poking at wounds. Disgusting. I won’t be linking this video, I find it would cause more harm than good. We don’t need their shit, we’re doing better on our own. Good riddance.

[pr1soners-d1lemma]

More on Sigma since yall ate up the last post tysm guys (*´꒳`*)

Anyways as I was saying Sigma has done some shit that proves he’s not a UwU baby and here I’ll explain to you more. 

Sigma, unlike the rest of the DOA doesn’t want to just jump to violence, that’s not his thing since he knows his ability really isn’t meant for combat. Though he will still do it as seen multiple times. It also never once says he regret hurting/killing multiple innocent civilians. “Oh but Dazai said he didn’t see Sigma as a terrorist at all 🥺🥺 therefore-“ nope. Shut up 😍. Compared to Gogol and Fyodor, Sigma is not a terrorist. He hasn’t done nearly as much as they have, but he still is. Now I’d like to bring attention to the fact that the casino is actually Sigma’s REWARD for the use of his skill. Therefore, due to his part being over in the plan as Dazai said, he had no reason to fight on the frontlines. Yet he still did it to protect the casino, which was being used for terrorism and stuff. Hmmmm…. If he was an UwU innocent baby why would he do this? It’s because he’s not please shut up I’m actually losing in from people acting like that. Just note this past section is only from the first few pages of the 18th novel. We’re no where near close to being done!! Remember when The hunting dogs asked him to shut down that casino? Here is his reaction to that:

I personally don’t think this is how any UwU baby would act… idk just my thoughts. He literally yelled at them, didn’t even try to politely explain why he wouldn’t do that he just told them to fuck off. Now we have Tachihara and Teruko walking along just doing their job (stop hating Teruko for doing her job it makes me so mad) and just getting stabbed by a random civilian. Here we see Sigma, literally making stuff up as he’s using people as literal weapons whilst knowing damn well you’re not supposed to do that. He literally uses the fact that as police Teruko and Tachihara can’t hurt them as a way of ENCOURAGING people to harm literal government figures. He had no hesitation to do that to people, unlike when he hesitated to use the plane on the casino, showing that at this point he is valuing a CASINO over HUMAN LIVES (B-but the casino is his home 🥺, ok and? Would you manipulate innocent people into literal weapons to protect your house? I don’t think so) It’s important to note that this is the only thing Sigma really owns, so he is defending it in a state of panic. It still gives him no right to do such things though. No I’m not trying to make Sigma sound like a bad person he’s my favorite bad character and it physically hurts to see all the mischaracterization I cry myself to sleep bc ppl r like this. As Fyodor said: “You won’t find a scarier thing in the world than a common man who is desperate” and we know that bc sigma said “If it’s for the casino I’ll do anything” here’s a little reminder:

Now yeah he was having a little breakdown about it, like who wouldn’t. Can someone not show emotion without being called UwU soft? Seriously? If you were in that situation I bet you’d want to spring outta that room crying too. And yet here we are, he’s still using on and you know how? He’s shooting at Teruko with big ass guns. I don’t think owning those is legal in the slightest. 

(Pardon the fact its in Russian I got this off of Pinterest) 

This is not legal. Firing these is not legal. And here is the most important part. The sonic gun and this is gonna be in bold bc it’s one of my leading points He showed no hesitation to kill Teruko in one of the most painful ways for a hunting dog to be killed. He forced her to puncture her eardrums as a last result of survival, as he says “This is all apart of the plan” showing that he planed ahead of time to try and kill a hunting dog. This is not something someone who is innocent would do in the slightest. He is well prepared to kill someone without regret. He decided to save a casino instead of his self, and attempted to take Teruko down with him. 

And then we get to the part when he gets saved by Atsushi. He says he didn’t mean to stab the chief. Ok fine he didn’t mean to do that, but he still did it even if he regretted it. Can people not show regret for their actions? Goddamn ok. Also the way he spoke to Gogol- that’s not innocent at all he was downright hating on him. “I hate dealing with this decay member the most” bro even was like: Why didn’t you die man. In no way in his speech does he act soft at all I can’t see how you people got that. Maybe it was from his confused reaction? Or something. And just know this it only the 18th novel I’ve covered so far. I’ll do more in a later part :3 but anyways thanks for reading this I hope both sides of ur pillow are cold and I hope this helped you understand sigma better!! 

[fangirlingfromdownunder]

Comfort in the Park

Summary - Part 44 in the Comfort series

Pairing - Dean Winchester x Reader, Reader x Sam (platonic), Reader x Bobby (father-figure), Andre (OG Character) x Reader (best friends), Garth x Bess

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A/N: In case I haven’t been saying it enough lately, I just wanted to let you guys know how much I appreciate you all: all your likes, comments, reblogs and even if you’re a silent supporter I appreciate you all the same. You guys constantly remind me why I love writing so much. So, thank you so much! I hope you enjoy this week’s chapter. 

He gently places his hand on your cheek and guides you to face him again, making direct eye contact before shutting his eyes as he brings his lips to yours softly. When he pulls back slightly he leans his forehead against yours and whispers, “I’m ready to get out.”

You kiss him again. “Really? No more seeking out cases?”

He shakes his head. “Last hunt I almost lost you again. I’m done. I swear. No more seeking out monsters. If something comes to us I will handle it, but we don’t go looking for it anymore.”

“I really like the sound of that. House in the suburbs? White picket fence? The full mile?”

“That’s what you want?”

“A little girl, and maybe, if it’s safe down the line…a baby?”

“So, maybe I hold off a little on that painful procedure?”

“There’s a lot of questions here and not a lot of answers…”

He nods and kisses you. When he pulls back he softly says, “I want a normal life. One where you’re safe and happy. And more than anything I want to be with you. You put a ring on my finger and told me it’s possible…Help me see it. Help me believe it.”

“Dean Winchester, you can do anything! Including living a safe and happy life with your wife, who by the way could not love you more than she does right now.”

“I hope she knows how much she means to me, and how much she’s changed my life.”

“She does. And she shows you love her too. Everything you’ve said today in this park has proved that.” You kiss him again and then lean back. “So, what are your conditions for us adopting Destiny?”

“Well, firstly, we stick with the plan of giving it a few days here. We still let her decide what she wants to do, but we can also use this time to get some tips from Garth and Bess in case she chooses us…or you. She likes you.”

“She’s just cautious of you. You did kill her father, and then you haven’t exactly been the most supportive of her. If you warm up and accept her, she will warm up to you too. She just needs to know she can trust you. And yeah, of course, I know I can’t be selfish. We need to do what’s best for her. If she decides she likes it here, then we accept that.”

“Yeah. Also, we need to be careful. The second she starts to show monstrous tendencies and puts you in danger, she comes back to live with Garth and Bess and they get to choose her next steps. I won’t have you put in danger.”

“Okay, I can agree with that too. Anything else?”

“She doesn’t eat human hearts.”

“Of course. That’s obvious. Animal hearts only. So, we’re on board? If she chooses us we’re gonna have a child? And no more hunting?”

“If she chooses us and if Garth and Bess think she’ll be okay with us, then sure, we can give this a shot. And yeah, we are not hunting anymore. Regardless of what Destiny decides, you’re done. You’re out.”

“You said, you’re ready…I’m not stopping if you’re not.”

“I promise I won’t go looking for hunts anymore. I am done. I’m so sick of this life, I have been for years. You know that. And I want a normal life with you. I want that more than anything.” He lifts your hands up to his lips and kisses your knuckles. “But I can’t leave Sammy on his own. So just until he agrees to start a normal life as well I can’t let him hunt alone, so if he insists and needs backup…”

“Okay…I understand…”

Hating the frown that’s overtaking your face he cradles your face in his palm and forces you to make eye contact with him. “Hey, you know he’s never wanted this life, he’d love to get out. And, I think he has a secret girlfriend. So, it won’t be long.” He kisses you again. “The house and white picket fence is in our future. I promise.”

You nod. “My turn to make a stipulation. If Destiny doesn’t choose us, I hunt whenever you do. You worry about me, I worry about you. It’s always been that way and that will never change.”

“But-”

“I agreed to your terms, you have to agree to mine too.”

He throws his head back and sighs. “Fine…”

“That just gives you more incentive for us to get out sooner.”

“I guess so. You stubborn woman.”

“You wouldn’t have me any other way.”

“No, but sometimes I wish you would just make my life a little easier.”

“Now where’s the fun in that?”

He leans in close to your ear, nips your ear lobe and whispers lowly, “I should bend you over my knee and make you listen to me, right here in this park while everyone watches. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, you disobedient woman?” All jest runs from your body as your blood runs south. You take a deep breath. He nips your ear lobe again. “That’s what I thought. Now, be a good girl and get in the car before I change my mind and do exactly that.”

You quickly get off his lap and hurry towards the car as he follows slowly. It’s not that you think he really would expose you in a public space; you know he would never. Your body is his and his alone. He would never let anyone perv at you, in fact, any guy who has looked at you the wrong way in a bar has ended up on the wrong side of Dean’s knuckles. So, you know he’d never do anything like that, that would make you uncomfortable, but the adrenaline and fear of the slim possibility is fun. And for the first time since meeting the little werewolf, you’re a little disappointed that you and Dean have no privacy. But it’s not like you’ve ever really had privacy, travelling and hunting with Sam for so long. You’re both well-versed in late-night drives or staying quiet. 

As Dean joins you in the Impala he chuckles and says, “You sure you want a kid?”

“I know it’s a bit of a cockblock, but yeah. I really do.”

He leans over and kisses you once more before starting the engine. “Alright then.” He turns up the radio as he pulls out of the park.

“Don’t forget we actually do have to pick up food. I don’t wanna impose too much on Garth and Bess.”

He nods and turns off towards the town centre. As soon as he spots a small grocer he pulls a park and shuts off the engine. You both get out and walk hand-in-hand into the small shop. He grabs a basket and starts to fill it as you walk through the aisles, grabbing ingredients that Dean can cook with. As much as you can cook, he is more comfortable in the kitchen than you, especially since living in the bunker. He grabs ingredients for burgers and some beers and then swaps the beers for a bottle of red wine. You smile at him. 

Seeing your look he returns a sceptical one of his own. “I know my wife. I know you only drink beer because I like it. You deserve to be treated. And I can come at wine, not those sugary cocktails you drink though.”

“They’re nice!”

“They get you drunk!”

“Yeah, and?”

“And we’re playing house remember? I need you sober.”

“I can get drunk on wine too you know?”

“Yeah, but not on one glass.”

“True. You gonna be monitoring me?”

“I already know you. You’ll only drink one because you’re determined to do right by that little girl.”

You sigh and nod. “I guess you do know me.”

“I do.” He places a cherry pie in the basket. “But this is a non-negotiable.”

“Fine,” you sigh. 

Once finished, he loads the basket up on the counter and pays for everything as the cashier bags it. Then you help him carry it all out to the car, before heading back to your home for the next few days. 

In the car, you say, “I can really imagine a domestic life with you. Grocery shopping, errands, the whole nine yards.”

He glances at you with a small smile as he pats your thigh. “Yeah, me too. It’ll truly be the best years of our lives.”

“Yeah. I can’t wait.”

You enjoy the rest of the drive back to the house in a comfortable quiet just imagining what the future could have instore for the two of you.

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Best SAO Abridged Lines As RP Starters Pt.3

“Sheeptar the Sheep King, your reign is at an end.”

“If that thing hadn’t already killed seven of us, I’d say this was a really stupid boss/enemy.”

“Whoa whoa whoa, we can’t just go around sacrificing NPCs! Some of my best friends have been NPCs!”

“That makes way too much sense.”

“Choke on it! Choke on my vengeance! How does it taste?!”

“Yeeeah. You know what? Maybe he has a point. This is super uncomfortable.”

“Sooooo… how’s your day goin’? You’re looking pretty relaxed there, buddy.”

“This grass feels amazing.”

“I suspect that wasn’t a real question–”

“It was great! You should’ve been there! He was climbing the walls, spitting acid…”

“We’re still talking about a sheep, right? Not like a… fluffy Xenomorph?”

“Its a really stupid boss!”

“Apparently not that stupid if it killed seven of you.”

“…twelve now, actually…”

“I mean, you survived, so hey. Silver lining.”

“Okay, what the hell is wrong with you? You’re way too… mellow.”

“Well, I had some time to kill before the raid, so I figured I’d power level my alchemy a bit  by eating some weird plants, and now everything’s…. just… great…”

“Look, okay? I get it. You had a really bad day. You’re stressed out, seven people died…”

“TWELVE PEOPLE.”

“Not the point. Look, they’re dead now. And really? Whose fault is that? That’s right. No one’s.”

“So why don’t you lie down, relax, and watch the stars with me?”

“Its two in the afternoon! There are no stars!”

“Only if you’re looking with your eyes.”

“You’d better come down soon so I can kick your teeth in…”

“Huh… those dudebros make an interesting point.”

“I mean… as a man, there’s really only one option here.”

“I drew cat whiskers on you because I thought it would be funny, and it was!”

“Vhew eh pfftff Well… tff I… I dfff I-I mean… jju uu You know…! jj–… You- you could’ve… like… tjj ahu…”

“Yeah, remind me to draw on your face more often. I’ll eat like a king. Or at least a very wealthy janitor.”

“This coming from the guy who ate random plants off the ground?”

“Oh really? Well who’s dumber? Me, or the one who takes a nap next to some crazed drug fiend?”

“Need I remind you that YOU were that crazed drug fiend?”

“I can’t be held responsible for stoned _______. That guy’s an idiot.”

“Oh, looks like we are out of time! We’ll have to continue this next week, but in the meantime, please enjoy these lovely consolation prizes from the ________ Is Always Right Foundation.”

“Oh my god, you’re insufferable.”

“Huh… look. A human pinata.”

“He’s dying!”

“Uh… correction: he’s suffering. Probably hurts like a bitch, but he’s not gonna die.”

“Hey man! When you pop, could you try to send the candy over this way?!”

“I’m gonna go cut him down, you jackass.”

“Hey, anyone got like a thirty foot stick? I wanna take a crack at this thing.”

“So did anyone see where the candy went, or…?”

“For christ’s sake, a man just died!”

“Ah, yesss… but that just raises an even bigger question. Why do you care?!”

“I’m sorry, are you asking me why I care that a man was killed?”

“No, I’m asking why YOU care that a man was killed!”

“Welll… let’s see… most people would - charitably - refer to you as the crown prince of douchebags, long may he reign!”

“Your usual reaction to human suffering is to pull up a chair and crack out the popcorn! What’s your angle?!”

“I am shocked and appalled that that is your opinion of me!”

“Starts with an A---… right, Y. Starts with a Y. I mean its close, they’re basically neighbors, you can understand my mistake.”

“Its uh… Yo… Yo… Yo… Ya… Yoooooga pants?”

“Oh, spare me, Wonder Woman. You’re only doing this to prove I was wrong.”

“Hey! At least I PRETEND to be nice to people!”

“Yeah, whatever, uh—wait, ‘pretend’?”

“Well if its not my least favorite customer.”

“Aw, you just say that because I’m not dumb enough to buy any of your crap.”

“Yeah, well if there’s one upside to being trapped with these idiots, its that they’ll buy pretty much anything.”

“What’s the matter with you?! Why would you bring her here?! I thought we were friends!”

“What is up in dis… hizouse?”

“There’s just so much beauty in the world, you know?!”

“So dat’s da sitch. Think ya can scope da deets on dis gat for us, homey?”

“Um, but I’m da one dat asked you.”

“Why you ignoring me bro? You got cotton in your ears?”

“OH GOD! I-I didn’t mean it like that!”

“Grand Wizard _______ here’s not what you’d call a ‘people person’.”

“Um, excuse me?! Mr. Kettle? Mr. Pot called. He said you’re black!”

“What? Its a turn of phrase. It has nothing to do with race.”

“Okay, now you see dat? DAT was racist.”

“Well CLEARLY, I’m stabbing myself with this sword to see if it kills me– Oh god, what AM I doing?”

“Ah… handing the black man a murder weapon. Tale as old as time.”

“Do you really hate this place that much, or do you just love the sound of your own voice?”

“Its my gift to the world.”

“Hate to break it to you sweetie, but the world wants a gift receipt.”

“No refunds or exchanges. Only store credit.”

“Shhhhh. The grown-ups are talking.”

“Really? Then show me the body.”

“There is no body!”

“You can’t prove that he’s dead. Let me give this poor girl some hope.”

“Oh, don’t even PRETEND that’s what you’re doing!”

“________, why would ________ have wanted to make sweet love to your friend’s chest with the business end of a broadsword?”

“Meh, I’ve killed for less.”

“I knew it! They’re finally coming for me! It was only a matter of time! The walls are closing in!”

“Ever since he got trapped in here, he’s been terrified that his more… 'verbose’ commenters are going to make good on their threats.”

“I used to laugh at their comments! You hear me?! LAUGH! But now?! What if they actually DO chop off my limbs, rip out my intestines, and ride me like some sort of meat toboggan?!”

“You hear that? 'Meat Toboggan’. Try getting THAT image out of your head. Grippin’ his entrails like the reins of Santa’s sleigh. Streaking through the fresh morning snow on a trail of bile and gore, as his eyes beg the same question as the horrified children in his wake. 'Why…?’ ”

“This… may have been a mistake.”

“I disagree. I think you’ve got a real flair for this.”

“Did I say 'reason’? Sorry, I meant the screaming monkeys that live in her brain.”

“I don’t know about you, but I have a duty to my fans to survive this! …I mean, to the ones who AREN’T threatening to use my spine as a pitching wedge.”

“I think we can safely assume a ghost is not the culprit here!”

“Of course not. Obviously it was a Hit by the Mermaid Mafia paid in Leprechaun gold! But who was the puppet master? The Unicorns? No… they’ve had a feud going with the Mermaids for years.”

“Damn it, this is serious!”

“Weeellllll… I’m not a doctor… but I don’t like her chances.”

"Ah! Ah! Ow! Ah! Ugh! Ah.... aaaugh..."

"Really? I figured some random perp would be no match for the world's greatest detective. Oh-ho wait, no... THAT'S BATMAN. And you're not Batman, are you? You will NEVER be Batman."

"That, uh... cut surprisingly deep. Well played."

"I can't believe you just left me with that guy!"

"Really? What part of that was out of character for me?"

"If you say '_______', I'm going to stab you in the eye."

"So anyway, I think we should go over what we know so far."

"Why? I figured the whole thing out hours ago."

"My sandwich! It was innocent...!"

"SHHH! I must grieve."

"What do you want?! Scalps?! I can get you scalps!"

"Oh, I see. You're an orphan blood man! Do you prefer your victims pre-drained, or do you like to get your hands dirty?"

"Oh, so you like them crucified! Well, that'll be a bit trickier, but I'm sure I can work something out!"

"...so, where are we on the whole orphan blood thing? We talking heads or liters?"

"For the love of-- We're not ghosts! We faked our deaths!"

"Seriously, ________? How many people would you have killed if we'd asked you to?"

"Thaaaaat's... not important."

"I DISAGREE."

"With an asses jawbone, I have made asses of them. With an asses jawbone, I have killed a thousand men."

"No no! You sighed! That's not nothing!"

"Boss... I get what you're going for. Bible quoting serial killer... its a great motif. Classic. But... its a big book. They're not all gonna be gems."

"Okay, bigshot! Name one verse that's scarier than that."

"Oh, I don't know. How about 'no flesh shall be spared'? Mark 13:20?"

"Holy shit! That's in the Bible...?"

"Have... you ever actually READ the Bible?"

"Look, we're getting off-track. I'm the guild leader, and I say my verse was better."

"Don't you think the whole 'Jesus tells me to kill' thing is... holding us back? Plus... you're not even all that good at it."

"How DARE you! The J-man's teachings inform everything I do!"

"That's not even a word! Much less--- ugh. Forget it. Let's just kill these guys and go."

"Stupid horse! That entrance was almost perfect!"

"Don't patronize me, Yoga Pants!"

"I'm afraid that's impossible, officer.”

“The Lord has ordered these sinners dead, in the form of a guy who pays fifty bucks..."

"Fifty bucks? Selling yourselves a bit cheap, don't'cha think?”

“You guys provide an essential, in-demand service, and you're DEFINITELY the leaders in your field. I mean, you GOTTA cash in on that name recognition."

"THAT'S WHAT I KEEP TELLING HIM.”

“The high-paying clients won't touch us. They take ONE LOOK at Reverend Killjoy over here, and think we're a bunch of crazy people!"

"You could reach a much wider demo if you just tone down the religious theme."

"What you guys need is a total rebranding. Ad campaign! PR blast! Get your faces out there! Let people know you're not just about the fire and brimstone!”

“You are multifaceted, three-dimensional killing machines, and you have got a little something for everyone, because contract killing... is a beat we can all dance to."

"As payment, the lives of these sinners are now yours to command."

"Thanks! Jesus told me to say it."

"Huh... so I own you guys now. That's cool."

"Serves one per conspirator, may contain trace amounts of 'caaaaalllled iiiiit'."

"How did you realize I was lying?"

"Ah, well, that part was quite simple. You see: I'm not an idiot."

"Yeah, that'd do it."

"Of course... I do have some evidence. If you're into that sort of thing."

"My first thought was ___________. My second thought was 'Oh shit, window.'”

“And with that, much like that window, the cracks in your facade started to form."

"As if anyone would let that moron in on a conspiracy. A friggin' landmine deals with pressure better than him, and would kill fewer people."

"You seem to have put a lot of thought into this..."

"Well, someone had to."

"BUT. This whole thing still leaves me with one question... WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!"

"Oh, right. Totally forgot. I should probably mention that he didn't do it."

"What? I just thought you guys might like to know. You seemed pretty interested in the subject."

"Well, I'm sorry. SHOCKINGLY, he wasn't very COOPERATIVE."

"How big is this web?! You're catching school buses in this thing!"

"Hey! We just gift-wrapped your friend's killer for you! You maybe wanna react here?"

"Ah! A valid point! But tell me. Do you think ______ would've trusted a stranger to do the job? Well then, you must think _______ was skilled enough to kill _______ one-on-one. Or perhaps smart enough to catch them unawares?"

"Oh my god, _______'s not the killer."

"Hey, people threatened to kill me for giving Pokemon: V&R a seven out of ten! At this point, I've learned to just assume the position."

"Hold it, I've got something I've been holding in for a while...”

“That hat makes you look like a HIPSTER!"

"What? No! Bullshit! I had to go to a dark place to pull out that masterpiece! It was full of emotions that scare and confuse me.”

“Now come on, get up! We're doing this again!”

“And this time, you're not gonna fold just cause that hat makes you look like John Lennon joined the mafia!"

"See? There's no challenge in it!”

“Verbal abuse, man. Its a lost art."

"You guys were the best slaves a boy could have."

"Fuck it! I tried! You all saw it!"

"We're gonna make sure you get the help you need, buddy. Behind this tree."

"Look, if this is about me being right about everything, I forgive you, okay?"

"Damn it, I'm trying to be nice and have a moment here, which isn't easy with SOME people being so LOUD!"

"Wait-- nononoNONONO---"

[mochiwrites]

I feel like grian in the Songbird's blood au is just unstoppable, yes he is mortal and all, but he will find something just to piss someone off. (And someday it will be someone who he really shouldn't liss off)

He's just so slippery like a cockroach as scar said, he has faced death multiple times, he has befriended a vampire, hell below he survived the circus act from scar, but his determination to save/protect the people he cares about is going to kill him someday, he may seem like quite the collected guy but his emotions are hayway.

BUT THE TENSION BETWEEN HIM AND MUMBO?? They aren't acting like before the taurtis situation, they're awkward they're so 😭😭 but he still cares deeply about mumbo, he protected him like Mumbo's a little child needing protection

And oh goodness Scar and Brian, that's a story for itself, yes scar almost killed him, came veryyyyy close to killing him and grian still cares about him?? I can't imagine what his reaction will be when he figures out scar's working for Scott again.

BUT OHMYGOD, MUMBO AND SCAR??????? They were each other's (best??) friends for so long, and then scar just disappeared, yes he had a reason for it but I can't imagine how our mumbo felt, his friend, who he's know for so long, just leaving him. And then figuring out he's been living in the same town as him for 15years?? And he didn't come by even once for those 15years????? That just hurts

I just love them, I've been thinking about them for the last 5days help

ANON WE’RE SHAKING HANDS. I’VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THEM FOR THE LAST YEAR

grian in songbird is so,,, he’s just so???? he’s human but stubborn as hell and his heart is way too big for his body. he’s avoided death on SO many occasions, and befriended both a vampire and the Literal grim reaper. LIKE WHAT A FLEX THAT IS. grian is his core is this representation of humanity and love. he cares so much about his loved ones, and is willing to face dangerous situation after dangerous situation to keep them safe.

and him and mumbo just have this ??? really special relationship where they just click. they Get one another. and I got this ask before chapter 4 was posted, but YEAH. they’re Not acting like they normally would. they’re tense and awkward and so afraid to ruin what they have. yet grian is still just as determined as usual to protect mumbo. because he’s tired of being helpless. useless. for once he wants to successfully protect someone he cares about.

SCAR AND GRIAN…. NONNIE I COULD GO ON FOR DAYS ABOUT THESE TWO. ahems. but I will not because we’d be here forever. so all I will say this they make me INSANE. scar and grian have this monster human dichotomy going on, a little juxtaposition, if you will. scar tried to kill him yet grian can see the loneliness in him. the pain and sadness. scar calls himself a monster but grian sees past that facade. and scar doesn’t know how to deal with it!!!!

so he tries time and time again to prove grian wrong. he’s not human. he’s never been human. he’s a monster through and through. yet grian won’t call him one! AND ITS JUST SO????? scar’s trying to do Everything in his power to make grian realize just how terrible he is, yet grian keeps holding his hand out to him anyway. AUGH. AUGH!!!

mumbo and scar,,,, *bursts into tears* /silly. these two. these two. I know arcs 1 and 2 have been very grumbo and scarian centric, but arc 3??? arc 3 we’re gonna have more redscape. and we’re gonna get to dive into their relationship more. and HOOOOOO BOY. these two are so,,, god. they were best friends. they were close. grum and jrum call scar uncle. and then. scar just ups and leaves one day? and tells mumbo via letter??? there’s a lot going on there. and I can’t wait to explore it more

coughs, I’m very normal about songbird!mumscarian hi

[what-gs-watching]

“Each of us is more than the worst thing we’ve ever done.”

So I’m settling into this job and being a person again and I’m trying to pull myself slowly out of my comfort watch hole. My brain is starting to handle things again. 

And apparently I thought it was a good idea to finally finish Barry. Because I’m an absolute fucking idiot. Like, girl, why would you jump into the deep end like this?!

It’s because I love Bill Hader, of course. And because I’d watched the first two seasons awhile ago and was totally enthralled with NoHo Hank and I thought it was kind of fun and it fed my murder bloodlust but holy SHIT you guys.

Wherein, an ex-Marine gets talked into becoming an assassin and that’s fine for a while but then he decides maybe he wants to be an actor and become an actual person instead of just a killing machine. And it gets fucking horrible. 

Like, I’m really trying to figure out why seasons one and two I was kind of okay with, but I just finished the whole thing and jesus fuck, what the fuck? Ripping my heart out of my chest, goddamn.

WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST WATCH. 

I’m gonna be honest, I’m not sure my brain actually is ready to process all of this. Y’all are forcing me to think about what we’re all capable of as humans, and I kind of hate that. We’re not inherently evil, we’re not inherently good. We do fucked up shit but we can also love and be great friends and be kind but we’re also selfish as hell and scared all the time and honestly we just need positive reinforcement and fucking support and when we don’t get it, horrible things happen.

Barry becomes a killer because the guy who was basically an uncle to him, Fuches,  saw that he was good at it and figured out they could make some money and he used him and convinced him it would give him a purpose but then he meets Gene Cousineau (and oh my GOD Henry freakin’ Winkler in this, wowwwwww he’s incredible) an acting teacher running a ragtag class, that gives him a bit of encouragement, and it occurs to him that maybe he can be something else. So he tries. 

But he’s also still a fucking assassin and his old life and his new life gets intertwined and a lot of it is absolutely ridiculous. We see Chechen gangsters bumbling their way through trying to get a foothold in LA and that’s how we meet NoHo Hank, who I’ve decided is actually the star of the show, for me. He’s chill, he’s kind, he’s trying to bring some class to being a thug, and he takes an instant liking to Barry. He truly wants to be friends, while utilizing Barry’s specific set of skills. It's cute.

I’m not going to outline the entire plot because there is a ton going on, but after digesting some of this I have to say that Sally Reed, Barry’s love interest, is my least favorite character. She’s a great actress, and she’s fake as hell, but she’s also trying to be weirdly virtuous like she’s truly an artist and not out for the fame of it. But she absolutely is. And when she finds out what Barry is she’s so disgusted, but baby girl, you don’t really have a leg to stand on. What she does while they’re in hiding? I can’t. 

And really, she and everyone else does end up getting their comeuppance. Over and over again we see people making the worst decisions they can because of their selfishness, their drive to be something they’re not, reaching for something maybe they shouldn’t. Crazy fucking rivalries that end in insane amounts of murder for no reason other than feeling slighted or proving themselves. 

Cousineau is a dick as well, but he doesn’t necessarily deserve what happens to him. He had tried to change, but he was weak. And we all are. We are all all of these characters in one way or another, and it’s the fucking choices we make that damn us. Which is gross and true and frustrating and horrible and hard to accept. Most of the time, it’s hard to directly look at this show head on. Why did I do this, again? 

But then there’s real moments of levity and humanity. The relationship Hank ends up forming with Cristobal, the head of the Bolivian syndicate - it’s pure and it’s sweet (and eventually, absolutely fucking devastating - Hank’s last scene, good lord). The few moments where you can see Fuches does care about Barry as more than just an asset. The scene where Hank and Cristobal pitch an alliance between two rival gangs in a Dave & Buster’s of all places, seeing the guys they’ve come together to pitch clutching stuffed animals and prizes they won. Barry and Sally’s early relationship and their excitement at putting on a production together. 

Basically, this show ends up saying a lot and I hate most of it, but it’s all something that people should probably hear. This was NOT the show to get back into new content with, that’s absolutely clear, I 100% need a palette cleanser, but it’ll stay with me for a good long time. 

Do you want to feel ways about a lot of things all at once and find yourself screaming at the TV for a few weeks? Barry’s gotchu. You’ve been warned.

[askbensolo]

Ben, did you ever eat bugs when you were younger? Y'know like you were channeling your inner Anakin

Yes. Yes I did. As well as other things. Truly wonderful, the mind of a child is. I don’t know why I did that, but hey, the heart wants what it wants…

Oh my gosh. Dude. Wanna hear a college story? ‘Cause I ate a live bug in college. In fact, I ate five of them.

I’ll set the scene. Good ol’ UNaboo. Junior year. My first year, actually, since I transferred in. A fall semester party. The Osk Trill Osk frat house. Enter Ben Solo, twenty years old, tall but scrawny, still in his ugly sweater era, dragged into the tableau by a twenty-one-year-old Treeso Wonga, his new friend from NHS 101: Introduction to Nonhuman Studies.

“I don’t think my mom would want me here,” Ben says, fear in his eyes, a college junior with a freshman soul. “Is it like in the holofilms? Are people gonna be, like…doing stuff?”

“Relax, Solo,” says Treeso, pushing him forward with a solid hand to the back. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. We’re here to have fun!”

Osk Trill Osk is a co-ed, mostly-Gungan fraternity. Ben, at this time, has mostly only ever interacted with humans and near-human species, and even those he has barely interacted with. We’re looking at a guy who was homeschooled from age five, practically lived in his bedroom till nineteen, and can count all the friends he’s ever had on one hand. And now he’s standing awkwardly in the middle of a loud and crowded room with a bunch of eighteen-to-twenty-two-year-olds, but he feels like he’s twelve.

The others are friendly enough. They offer him drinks and they offer him things that aren’t drinks and one girl who’s maybe already had a bit too much to drink thinks he’s cute and offers him something else. But the looming threat of Leia Organa-Solo hovers over the boy, along with his own anxious inhibitions and fairly cautious nature, and he declines them all.

“I’m, uh, not twenty-one yet,” he says, naively thinking the excuse is watertight, but a rousing chorus of “neither are we!” shatters the illusion at once.

“I mean, I like following rules,” he says instead, with eyes so big you could read the humiliation in them from a lightyear away—but no one else in the room is in a state to be that observant. Nor are they in a state to spend even one of the brain cells they’re all trying to kill off on thinking about what a loser Ben is. But Ben, however, now has many brain cells that have devoted themselves entirely to this purpose, and he spends the next hour stressed-out and sober, thinking about what a loser he is, and how he can prove he’s not.

Enter the blue slug-beetles, which someone suddenly brings in a crate of, much in the same way one would bring in a six-pack of beer. There is a series of cheers from the Gungans in the room.

The slug-beetle is a bright blue insect about the size of the palm of your hand, and has the curious distinction of being native to both Naboo and Tatooine, with the ability to thrive in both wetland and desert. On Naboo, they are found in the eastern swamps, crawling in the mud amidst the roots of the pelote trees. They are a Gungan delicacy, and Gungans, with their strong teeth and long tongues, are well-suited to cracking the beetles’ hard shells and slurping up the juices. Treeso and several other Gungans begin to do so immediately, while some of the non-Gungan guests look on, some with fascination, some with disgust.

Ben Solo is not a Gungan. He is, however, an absolute freaking idiot. Through some insane inspiration, he decides that he is going to prove how cool he is by being the first human to eat a blue slug-beetle. He puts his hand in the crate.

It’s alive, first of all. These slug-beetles have been prepped for consumption by the removal of their wings, the stubs of which are clipped off in straight lines and flitter nervously as the beetles struggle vainly to survive another day. But even without flight, Ben’s beetle squirms in his hands, its several legs tickling his palms as he tries to prevent its escape.

This moron, frantic not to embarrass himself by having to chase a slug-beetle around the room, finally gives up on figuring out how to eat it. He settles for slapping his palm against his mouth, throwing back the beetle like a handful of pills. The legs tickle his tongue instead of his hands. In a panic, he champs down on it to end its life, and swallows it, the hard fragments of shell scraping the insides of his throat on the way down.

And guess what? Nobody freaking saw.

Damn.

So then. Of course. What other conclusion is there? He has to do it again. Reluctantly, he reaches once more into the crate of crawling beetles.

Mind you, this buffoon is fully sober. He has nothing and no one to blame for his stupid decisions. He’s just…like that.

He picks up the second bug. Probably, he should have stopped and waved and said something like, “Hey, guys, watch me eat this bug!” (though in retrospect, I’m kind of glad he didn’t), but this dude had pretty bad social anxiety at the time, and such a prospect was unthinkable.

So…Ben Solo eats his second slug-beetle. And again. Nobody freaking sees him do it. Although it does go down a little smoother.

Well. Now he’s committed to the bit. Committed enough to grab a t-h-i-r-d slug-beetle, but for some reason not committed enough to say “hey guys watch me eat this bug” because that would involve calling attention to himself, which is exactly what he’s attempting to do, except no, he doesn’t want to make himself noticed, he just wants to be noticed.

Third slug-beetle goes down—similarly unseen. It’s looking like Ben prayed too hard at the beginning of the party for people not to look at him, because, yeah, that’s exactly what’s happening right now. Sure, he could just call it there and shrug it off and laugh at himself for eating three slug-beetles for nothing, but…you know? The sunk-cost fallacy is one hell of a drug.

He’s getting the hang of it. Down goes the fourth beetle. One of the Gungans looks at the crate and goes, hey, where’d all the beetles go? They went fast, huh? And Ben Solo’s like, oh, someone’s looking, now’s my chance. He grabs the fifth bug and puts it in his mouth and imagines the sweet, sweet taste of notoriety.

Well, he was getting the hang of it. But at this point, this stupid neophyte college boy is sweaty and dehydrated and has nothing in his stomach but hydrochloric acid and five blue slug-beetles and a bunch of social anxiety and his body decides, yeah, okay, show’s over, we’re done here. Pack it up, boys.

So, everyone’s watching when Ben Solo slaps his hands over his mouth and stumbles over to a conveniently-placed garbage can and keels over and…you know, un-eats all the bugs.

“Yooo, I thought you said you weren’t gonna drink!” says Treeso, pulling back my hair while I freaking die, and someone else says they can see why I don’t drink, since we’ve only been there an hour and I’m already losing my guts. And from that point on everyone thinks I’m just, like, the worst lightweight ever.

And? To this day? No one will kriffing believe me that I ate five bugs. Like…seriously?? If I was gonna lie about myself for clout, you really think that that’s what I’d be going with?? Ben Solo, the bug-eater???

Anyway…yeah. I present myself before you. Ben Solo, eater of bugs.

[chidoroki]

Hell’s Paradise EP3

aka: emotional ties

The Iwagakure chief is insane.. and so if everyone else in this village if they allow kids to watch this man get impaled/attacked several times.

The OP is such a bop and I’ll never get over it.

“You expect me to do this with my hands tied? That’s ridiculous.” For real.. though Gabimaru proved last ep that he’s quite capable of killing with his hands tied anyway, so I doubt it’ll hold him back at all.

They only gave them food to last three days? No way they’ll finish the mission in that time.

Oh my god?? Who the hell sent that cannon ball right to his head?

That was enough to dislocate his neck but hey, no worries since he still managed to get up from that large hit.. Gabimaru is invincible.

“We can tie their hands again on the trio back.” True, it’s not like the shogun is gonna know they were untied or not while on the island.

“I don’t want to kill anyone ‘cause my wife wouldn’t like it.” He is so precious.

Sagiri really made Gabimaru bind his hands again while this other lunatic comes charging in at him to land a hard hit on his head, but he still broke four weapons while he was preoccupied while tying his hands together.. he’s incredible.

Aw man, they left out most of the fight but Gabimaru defeated him nonetheless.

“If the criminal we’re responsible for died, them we simply take his head back.” At least we don’t have to worry about any lone asaemon messing with us then.

OH! This Kisho executioner shares the same va as Kazutora (TR). I’m surprised I vaguely recognized that voice as familiar somehow considering he wasn’t shown much in the recent second season.

Hold up, Chobei getting attacked on the boat? That’s unexpected, but ironic as he’s getting choked out like he did to that one dude last ep.

Damn Shion, enjoying your time with your criminal huh? Though I’m fairly certain she’s trying to take advantage somehow, possibly thinking she has the upper hand since he’s blind, but I don’t think he’ll fall for such a trick. Maybe. I dunno.

Oh boy, Aizen has to monitor that giant guy? Good luck with that.

OKAY OR MAYBE NOT! He’s already dead?? Having that big guy on the loose is not gonna be good.

Ah, there ya go Chobei, I knew you’d break free.

Pfft oh yup, Shion totally knew about that chick’s tricks and killed her on the spot.

Hold up, what happen to Yuzuriha though? Ain’t no way she’s dead, there are scenes from trailers we haven’t seen of her in yet.

“Rumor has it this job will determine the next head of the clan.” Oh so the asaemon definitely have something to gain from this mission as well.

Gabimaru chill out! Why are we attacking Sagiri so suddenly?

Yo our man ain’t half bad with a sword.

Hmmm they’re both pretty hesitant to kill each other though.

“I experienced emotions after meeting my wife.” And thank god for her being such a pure soul.

Damn, his eyes just became lifeless and he broke her sword. Gabimaru getting serious.

Oof, he managed to get Sagiri pinned. This Iwagakure chief really messed up his mind when he was younger.

Again, thank god for his wife!!

“If I’m this weak, I’ll never see my wife again.” Aww honey no! Don’t think that!

Aw, that shot of the two of them with Yui’s spirit was real sweet.

Oh damn, Tamiya chopping off his hand instantly, but ultimately a smart move since these human-faced bugs apparently transform stuff to flowers.

Good lord! That creature is huge!

And Gabimaru & Sagiri are about to face.. some fish man with six arms?

[soft-sunbird]

fuwaprince post summary 21st July

All times are in AEST unless otherwise specified (GMT +10) YouTube videos not reviewed or described below.

1:32 AM: Timestamped 8:07am and on 54% battery, Gary posts a screenshot of a conversation with “Steve”, captioned "What" Gary: “Keep in touch” Steve: “Will do. Just an FYI… there are girls being drugged and trafficked for these gangbang parties at motels. The drug scene is pretty nefarious.” Gary: “I know. How do I get help for that if I suspect it” (Steve types)

1:32 AM: Gary posts photos of the interior of a motel room. Broken glass is visible inside a cupboard. The photos are captioned “Oh god”

1:33 AM: “Human trafficking hitlines please help I need social services or something I suspect is happening bur no crime just evidence I can't prove yet please please please who can help me get help ifl where I rly am”

1:33 AM: “I have a scheduled post in case I don't make it and I'll keep pushing back every time the time passes” 

2:15 AM: faepipedream asks: “How do we help? It looks like you're in danger but idk how to help” Gary replies: “Idk call someone please call the president of America I'm an American from California”

2:26 AM: Gary posts a video. https://tinyurl.com/mmymomm The camera points at Ramiro, who is sitting on a slept-in bed.  Gary says firmly, “I don’t wanna die here, I don’t wanna die in the red car, I don’t wanna die in the road. Take me home. Take me fucking, home.”  Ramiro: “You wanna take me back to… Casey’s?”  Gary: “Casey’s? My mother? Where is she!” Ramiro: “She’s home, most likely.” Gary: “Why. What does that mean. (suspicious) You kill her? Did you kill my mom?” Ramiro sighs and looks away, tired. Gary: “Did you kill my mom?”

2:30 AM: Gary posts a video. Ramiro is standing up. https://tinyurl.com/ktakemehome Ramiro: “Let me-” Gary, incredulous: “Let *me* leave! I don’t wanna be human trafficked any more! Let *me* leave!” Ramiro, gently: “Then go!” Gary: “I wanna go back to America! Take me back to California! Take me *back*!”

2:32 AM: “If you read this I didn't die going down thw stairs of sky riders hotel. It's supposed to be in north highlands. That's where the real one is. Help pleaaaseeeee!!! Other women are being harmed. Mutilation and torture by cartel members.” This post is accompanied by a messy selfie and a picture of the keycard for Sky Riders Motel. https://maps.app.goo.gl/DSUsZJHJ2nhumRC7A https://tinyurl.com/skymotel

2:37 AM: Gary posts a video. Ramiro is sitting on the bed. https://tinyurl.com/areweincali Gary: “Take me back to America.” Ramiro: “We are in acare- We are in America.” Gary: “Take me back to California,.” Ramiro: “We are in California. Seriously.” Gary: “No we’re not, you’re lying…”  Ramiro: “Kim.-”

2:46 AM: “Got no place to fucking be”

2:59 AM: “I'm scared they're gonna kill me fuckkk in a sandwiched car crash and if I survive he'll shoot me”

3:01 AM: Gary posts a video. He is in the car with Ramiro. https://tinyurl.com/financialaidd Ramiro: “-bout your financial aid?” Gary: “You guys are stealing my financial aid? Pretending I’m still enrolled in school? Really?” Ramiro: “Wait. What’s that about your financial aid?” Gary: “Wow. What are you talking about. Why are you acting stupid right now, dude, I just checked.”

3:02 AM: Gary posts a video of a hotel bathroom. https://tinyurl.com/murderholes “Notice-? Notice how the frosted glass has three little holes, where it’s not frosted? Notice that? That’s the murder holes. That’s how they snipe us.” (They appear to be Velcro dots.)

3:03 AM: “Buying time posting about it” 3:06 AM: “Anyone else part of the trials?”

3:27 AM: “Fighting for my life lol. Kimberly nechaldas needs help. Look thatr up on YouTube” www.youtube.com/@user-bs5qx5uw2j One video, five shorts. Unreviewed. Backed up.

3:32 AM: “They're going to try and mic up and edit mt audio recordings. Please don't be fooled. I need help. He's trying to force me into more trafficking…”

3:41 AM: Gary posts a video. https://tinyurl.com/takeme2theairport They are pulled over on the side of the road. Gary says “Take me to the real airport I wanna go fucking home! (pleads) I don’t wanna be like this, I don’t wanna be attacked. I don’t wanna be killed, I don’t wanna be some guy’s fucking wife against my will - Please! Please. Please! Please I’m fucking scared. I don’t wanna be killed! Ramiro!! [video cuts, perspective jump] -the airport! Please.” Ramiro: “Kim…”

3:44 AM: Gary posts a video timestamped 10:09 AM. Ramiro is driving. Gary: “Ramiro, you can’t gaslight me into thinking that.” Ramiro: [unintelligible, possibly: “It’s pretty far to East Elk Grove”] Gary mutters, “Can’t believe you. Can’t believe you’re still lying with this bullshit.” https://tinyurl.com/muttering20 (Gary’s mum lives in Elk Grove.)

3:47 AM: Gary posts a video, wide-eyed, wearing a black T-shirt. https://tinyurl.com/takemeback2california Gary: “-decision! Take me back to California! Take me back home! It’s July 20th, 10:19 AM on Saturday! It’s Kimberly Nechaldas, please! I don’t want them to hurt me, I don’t wanna be some guy’s wife against my will, I don’t wanna be human trafficked, I’m - of sound mind - I’m just freaking out because I’m being - fucking - [looks out the window] there’s criminal shit going on! Help! Help, please, help.”  Ramiro: [unintelligible, possibly: “I don’t wanna be in the car right now”] (he opens the door) Gary, panicked: “No! Don’t leave! Please, they’re going to shoot me! Ramiro!! Oh my god. Take me to the airport, please. He refuses to take me to the airport, please, that’s where I wanna go, please. Do you make - You’re trying to make me ch-choose how I’m going to die, please. This is not happening. Please.”  Ramiro replies with strained patience: “You’re not dying.” 

4AM: Gary answers my ask from two days ago. soft-displacement: “Can you take a screenshot of your location on Google Maps if you're scared?” fuwaprince: “They're somehow spoofing my location like fuck it doesn't look like my normal maps at all....”

4:02 AM: Gary posts a video. https://tinyurl.com/bunnyranch20 “-one wanted me to call that place for housing, when it’s just a Trick Number, to get me into some prostitution home. That person - I dunno who the Fuck that person is, but they literally just rang some - like whorehouse bunny ranch. And -- you all just think it’s generous cause ladies get their own room and really they’re just like, fuckin’, treated like prisoners, dude! Like, literally jail! Stop! That’s- that’s not freedom, okay? I wanna go back to California, I wanna go back home.” (rolls eyes)

4:09 AM: Gary posts a link, which now 404s. https://file.io/eB9nuWZgxR4p https://tinyurl.com/startling20 Gary yells “-once and Fucking Please, Ramiro! Do not act like - just ‘cause you lost your job, cause you fucking lost the hoe, STOP! LET ME GO! LET ME GO HOME!” Ramiro: “Okay! I’ll take-” Gary: (hysterical) “Take me back to California! Take me back to the real-” Ramiro: “THIS IS CALIFORNIA!!”

4:10 AM: Gary posts a link, which now 404s. It was archived though. (Ramiro puts the driver’s seat down to take a nap). The car is parked undercover in an open-air car park. Gary mutters: “It doesn’t make sense dude. There’s no “shuttle to the emergency room” and the emergency room is within walking distance. It’s just crazy.” (zooms in on a blue marquee labelled KP Shuttle Stop) “People who have disabilities,” Ramiro states flatly. Gary pauses, replying: “I saw that bus, dude. That’s not just any bus. That’s, a concentration camp bus. That’s not just any bus.”

4:15 AM: Gary posts a link, which now 404s. https://file.io/TvbAtHRYM6dW Users comment that the link does not work. At 4:18 AM, Gary responds “That's just fucking impossible” At 4:19 AM, Gary responds “I just uploaded it FUCKERS”

4:18 AM: Gary posts a link, which now 404s. https://file.io/L5A6Wg7rQpOR Users comment that the link does not work.

4:28 AM: Gary posts a video. https://tinyurl.com/takemeallthewayhome “Ramiro I just told you to take me all the way home and you said no. Really? Really?? Take me fucking home.” “Ramiro says quietly, “I’m not taking you home.” Gary: “TAKE ME HOME!”

4:34 AM: “Call thw coast guard please send help”

4:51 AM: Gary posts a video. https://tinyurl.com/choosethewayIwanttodie Gary: “What? You’re abducting me to go to the fucking hotel. And then you’re leaving me in there, against my fucking will by myself. That’s what’s happening? Ramiro: “What do you want then. You want a park? Do you want the side of the street?” Gary: “Where - Are you - To what, you trying to slaughter me in there? To what, you tell me to choose the way I wanna fucking die again? Really? (angry) Really? That’s it? You’re not gonna let me Fucking go? Let me Fucking go!” Ramiro: “alright” Gary: “No! Not outside of the car,” Ramiro: “Alright” Gary: “On the side of the street left for dead!” Ramiro: “Alright! …No. No! This is enough for me - I can’t-” 4:54 AM: Gary posts a video. https://tinyurl.com/everysingletimeI Gary: “Every single time. I [follow/foil] your plan to fucking kill me. You try to come up with another one! I only want to go home. There’s no way you’re gonna make me choose how the fuck I’m gonna die here. I’m not gonna fucking die here, take me the fuck home Ramiro.”

5:16 AM: Gary posts a video. https://tinyurl.com/iknowmymomisdead Gary: “-drive me to my mom’s and then what? You’re gonna get pissed that I don’t Fucking get out. Cause I know she’s dead and whoever’s in there is gonna Fucking Shoot me! Ramiro: (says something too quiet to hear) Gary: “I want you to take me NORTH! Take me NORTH HOME! NOT to my FUCKING dead mom! I don’t wanna be buried WITH her! Stop! Ramiro looks done.

5:55 AM: Gary posts a video. https://tinyurl.com/stopitwiththeultimatums Gary: (at volume) “Stop it with the fucking ultimatums! Stop it! I’m not gonna be your human trafficking sex slave, I’m not gonna be somebody’s wife! Stop it! I’m not going to hospital or the jail, otherwise! And I’m not gonna be dead! (distressed) Stop it! Take me HOME!”

6:01 AM: Gary posts a video. https://tinyurl.com/mymomknew Gary (shaking his head): -gonna gaslight me. My mom knew that I didn’t have a key with a knight on it. Gary, from Sentry, knows - that all the keys in the place don’t have knights on it. I can figure that out, right fucking now, I know the fucking locks that they sold. This right here? (the camera shows a single key on a keyring.) That shit? (Ramiro: Yes.) Show me that shit,” (Ramiro: It’s the knight!) Gary: “That’s not my key.” (shakes head) “I don’t have a knight key. That’s not my key.” (Ramiro: Look at it! That’s a knight.) “Ever since I’ve seen it - that - what does that- that do with anything? (mysterious mocking) “The knight.” Like - I’m supposed to fucking know? (Ramiro: Their logo!) That’s not.. That - What the Fuck logo is that?! You’re bullshitting. You’re bullshitting. And - Stop it! I’m not falling for it, dude! You’re acting.”

No more posts on this day.

[notstilinski]

The Quarry Starters !

Taken from  the 2022 Supermassive Games video game, The Quarry! Some of these have already been edited. You can change them however you see fit! There may be some light spoilers!

“We’re just… We’re in geographic flux.”

“Guess it’s all part of the rustic summer camp experience.”

“Just another guy who didn’t want to admit that he was lost.”

“Is this guy, like, the all time scariest cop?”

“You really want to listen to the advice of some creep ass cop who told us in the middle of the creep ass woods to go to some creep ass motel?”

“Oh my god, if he called me ‘ma’am’ one more time, I was about to shove that badge up his dickhole.”

“You’ve seen Evil Dead, right?”

“I’ve waited for you. I’ve waited, yes. So I do hope our time together proves… enlightening.”

“There are secrets out there, you know. Secrets and lies.”

“Ugh, horror. I hate horror.”

“Well, I haven’t killed you… yet. And you’re still pretty pathetic.”

“Okay, okay. Let’s all put our little dicks away and get this show on the road, huh?”

“Time to let loose and vamoos this caboose.”

“I mean… in a way, ‘faking’ it is just being yourself, but louder.”

“Gotta understand the repercussions of your actions, buster.”

“Good grief. I’m outgrowing my own cliches.”

“Will humanity prevail? Or will we grow ravenous and resort to eating the flesh of the deceased like I saw in that one plane crash movie.”

“What? You got a gun, why can’t I get firecrackers?”

“Booty? Oh, uh, it means like treasure… Or butts.”

“I knew there was a secret sex dungeon around here somewhere!”

“Alright, well, it looks like a pit of eternal darkness so…”

“It is pretty spooky down here and it smells pretty unnatural so… Yeah. Okay. I’m coming back up.”

“You’re in danger. Hunted by a creature of indeterminate origin-“

“Where’s the fun in hunting that which is already dead.”

“Big jokes take big sacrifices.”

“Well, I hate to break it to you, but he just had his tongue down my throat, and he definitely knew what to do with it.”

“What’s this? A female in need? Fear not, fragile thing — For Hurricane (Name) is here!”

“I-I-I don’t even know what it was. It was so fast, and it was- and there was a hunter.”

“Looks like we have a choice on our hands. Do we snoop though someone else’s belongings, or do we open the spooky trapped door and die a horrible, painful death?!”

“You mean nine-one-one? Who says ‘ninety one one?”

“Okay, sure, but that’s because I really wanted a gun.”

“Okay, so maybe I was a little nervous when I arrived in an uncomfortable social situation and I overcompensated a little bit by making a bunch of jokes.”

“Well that bodes ill. Fucking hell.”

“I’m sick, (Name)… Why don’t you care about me?”

“I mean… dead people don’t usually jump out of windows and run into the forest.”

“You have no idea what’s going on here. Not a goddamn clue. You just stepped into Grade A, Double Prime, Go Ahead and Kill Yourself cosmic type shit. And your only option is to buckle the fuck up and do as I say. Do you understand?”

“I’m just trying to get us out of here, and I can’t get us out of here until I have some clue about why the fuck we’re in here.”

“It really did a number on you. Like, I’m surprised you’re not more messed up. Like I vividly remember the things teeth ripping into you.”

“So what? What do we do, really? We run off into the sunset, only to be stopped when I turn into a nasty ass monster and kill you. And eat you. And then I run off into the sunset alone with little bits of you stuck in my teeth.”

“So much for my depth perception.”

“We’re gonna fix you, (Name). Promise. I promise.”

“‘Fucking around where they shouldn’t have.’ That’s (Name)‘a middle name. This is very bad.”

“This isn’t a ghost story. It’s a creature features. It’s really happening, and you’re all in it.”

“You’re doing all of this for a boy?”

“Jesus, Mary and Jazzhands.”

“Trauma can bring people together.”

“Someone’s been eating there spinach.”

“So — You want to go into the collapsing nightmare tunnel first, or shall I?”

“I wish I could take it all back. I wish I could take it all back, but I can’t.”

“Hey, find me something sharp enough in the scrapyard and… we can make that happen.”

“Fuck this night. Fuck it all the way until morning.”

“YOU CAN’T HIDE FROM ME IN MY OWN HOUSE, FUCKER!”

“This isn’t gonna be too pleasant for you. I promise you that!”

“I ain’t ever been stabbed before.”

“I keep trying to fix it… Whatever this is… But people keep getting hurt.”

“We are being hunted by literal monsters and this is what bothers you?”

“Thanks. For… Uh… Not killing me.”

“The nights not over yet. These fuckers know we’re here, and they’re coming back first chance they get.”

“I kind of want an oil painting of me now.”

“Showtime, motherfuckers.”

“I wish I could tell you I’m sorry. More than anything.”

“Fuck! I just wanted one more night together. Is that too much to ask? Shit. Stop crying you big baby.”

“God damn this place has some uncool vibes.”

“Okay. I hope you got hat insurance, (Name) — Because I’m about to blow your mind!”

“You always have to oversell something to sell it! That’s capitalism, baby!”

[giveamadeuschohisownmovie]

“Shang-Chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings” movie review:

Short review:

One of the best MCU films, hands down. I give it a solid A grade.

Long review: 

I knew this movie was gonna be hot. I felt it in my bones ever since the teaser came out. But damn, this was one hell of a good movie. Legitimately, top 5 MCU movies for me. Everything felt right, from the acting to the emotional stakes to the comedy to how it fit in the bigger MCU...guys, you can stop reading my review at this point. Go. Watch. This. Movie.

(but be safe, obviously, we’re still in a pandemic)

I’m probably not going to cover everything I wanted to cover in this post but, top of my head, this was what made the movie work for me:

1) Simu Liu killed the role and he deserves to be adored like all the other MCU leading actors. He’s actually playing an archetype we haven’t seen yet in the MCU; the depressed, guilt-driven protagonist who keeps to himself since he’s running from his dark past. He’s basically MCU Rurouni Kenshin.

2) Tony Leung, who is more second lead than he is main villain. I’ve already discussed his character in length in a separate post, but basically, he is the best MCU villain. He’s the most complex, the best acted, and the most compelling. 

3) Since I’m Asian-American, I gotta mention the Asian representation. While there’s a lot to dissect, one thing I loved was that there was a clear distinction between Asian-American culture and native Asian culture.

4) Best fight choreography in the MCU. The bus scene alone was enough to prove this point. I also wanna add that the fight scenes in this movie help tell the story, as opposed to just being there for the sake of action. The opening fight sequence is shot in a way to indicate romantic/sexual tension in order to tell Wenwu and Ying Li’s love story. Then we have Shang-Chi who uses both a hard, aggressive style and a soft, elegant style, which represents him being the product of his mother and father’s teachings. 

5) Xu Xialing’s story was just as compelling as Shang-Chi and Wenwu’s. Out of all the older sibling/younger sibling rivalries in the MCU, Shang-Chi and Xialing’s feels the most human since their feelings towards each other are complicated. Obviously, there’s resentment on Xialing’s side since Shang-Chi abandoned her. At the same time, you see that the siblings still care for each other. It’s a nice balance that made for good character moments.

6) Awkwafina was a delight, especially since she’s playing the straight man of the group. Also, it was cool that she was basically the voice of the Asian-American community in the movie. Most of the characters are from China and then you have Shang-Chi who is an immigrant. Katy is unique since she was born in America and it shows in her character. 

7) DWELLER-IN-DARKNESS. God, it feels so weird to see these obscure Marvel characters onscreen.

8) We got dragons fighting dragons. Whether you’re a casual fan or a hardcore Marvel stan, you gotta admit that’s fucking cool.

9) The fact that this movie really doesn’t feel like a superhero film. I know a lot of people tend to throw that phrase around, but for “Shang-Chi”, the phrase really does apply. The movie was more like a fantasy-family drama, especially with how dark the story got. Also, there’s a certain whimsicalness in the movie that really separated it from its superhero siblings. It’s the type of whimsicalness you’d get from a fairy tale, rather than superhero fiction. 

10) This is a minor point but Wong got to be a fun character who just hangs out with friends and has hobbies outside of sorcerer business. Just give this man a spin-off already, he deserves it.

Okay, that’s a good stopping point. I mean, what are you doing still reading this post. GO WATCH THE MOVIE. I guarantee you will have a blast watching it. 

[maximons]

All Is Lost

Summary: Zombies have taken over the world, humanity on the edge of extinction. All hope was lost. Despite that, Wanda couldn’t seem to let go of Y/n, who had fallen victim to the plague herself.

Word Count: 2,263

Genre: Angst

Requested?: No

Warnings: Graphic depictions of violence, death, cannibalism, suicide, mentions of blood. Spoilers for Ep. 5 of What If...?

A/N: I know, I know, I’m gonna get into the stuff I promised soon. But for now, the Zombies episode inspired me and this came out. If you haven’t seen the episode yet, go watch it. Its amazing and depressing. Also this is DARK guys, probably the darkest thing I’ve ever written, so...Happy Reading!

The Zombie apocalypse was always something everyone joked about, but never something that anyone could actually predict.

Everything happened so quickly, Wanda could barely keep up. It’s hard to believe that everything was so normal only two weeks ago. Now, she was locked away with Vision in an abandoned military base in New Jersey. Desperate to survive for as long as possible while Vision worked on a cure.

Some of his experiments had been a success, most notably Scott Lang who he was able to revert back from his zombified state. However, the man was now only a severed head.

Despite the success, Vision was less than optimistic. For one, Scott was one of the first infected. While the cure worked on him, the android theorized that the disease has mutated greatly since then, and it was likely impossible to cure everyone. And even if he could, the technology to do so is beyond human comprehension and therefore doesn’t exist.

Vision might have all but given up hope, but Wanda didn’t. She couldn’t. She refused to give up on you.

Wanda and you have been best friends for as long as Wanda had been an Avenger. You were already a member of the team and greeted her with an open mind and open arms, despite all she had done. You had fire powers, and while your powers weren’t identical to Wanda’s, you still offered some basic tips and tricks to keep such explosive powers at bay.

It wasn’t a surprise that she fell in love with you.

But her stupid fear had to get in the way, and when you came to confess your own feelings for her, she panicked and rejected you. You were so heartbroken, Wanda didn’t need to read your mind to know that.

And it kills her everyday knowing that that was the last interaction she had with you. The last one with you as yourself anyway.

All that remained now was the flesh hungry, blood thirsty monster that wore your, now rotting, skin.

This wasn’t you, she knows that. She looked into your mind and saw no trace of the woman you once were, the one she loved with all her heart. She couldn’t feel you, you were gone.

Despite this, Wanda couldn’t let you go. She couldn’t handle losing you entirely. She already lost almost everyone.

She managed to convince Vision to keep you in the base for testing. You were locked behind a large steel door, with only a window to see you through. But you were here, and that’s all Wanda cared about.

The cure wasn’t working for you. Your powers caused it to incinerate when it entered your system, proving it to be ineffective. Still, she refused to give up.

Vision thought it best to terminate you after the failed tests, but Wanda begged him not to. Knowing he couldn’t overpower her, and sensing his friend’s distress with anything that comes to you, he agreed. As long as Wanda had it under control.

She doubted he knew that she was luring innocent survivors into the base so you could feed on them, but she did what she had to do.

Wanda spent most of her days sitting outside of your cell. The first few days, you were ravenous. Banging on the walls and trying to burn them down, growling and screeching with the inhuman noise that took over your vocal chords, but you didn’t manage to break free. After a while, it seemed you have given up, and just sat in place. Only moving when Wanda opened the cell and let some of your ‘food’ in.

There were times where Wanda thought that maybe, just maybe, the cure was working more than they thought. You seemed to have recognized her, your facial expressions formed into ones that she had recognized and missed dearly. But that hope quickly died when she would peek into your head and still sense nothing.

“Hey, Y/n.” Wanda walked up to outside your cell and sat cross-legged like she did everyday. Your head rose, staring at her with your now glowing yellow eyes. “Still no progress on the cure, but don’t worry, I’m not giving up yet.” You offered no response, not that she expected one. “It’s hard. It’s only getting worse out there...” She sighed as she trailed off. She raised her hand to the glass, like she always did. “I’m going to figure it out...we’re gonna get you back to normal, and I’m going to tell you every day how much I love you. I miss you so much, but...we’re almost there. I can feel it...” Wanda’s voice started choking up, as tears ran down her face. “We deserve our happy ending.”

Her hand was still pressed against the glass as she finished her speech. She was about to lower it, but then something unexpected happened. You stared at her hand curiously, beginning to raise your own. Wanda watched, smile forming on her face as your arm made it’s way to the glass. 

“Wanda! Please come here, we have a situation.” You had almost pressed your hand against Wanda’s, when Vision’s voice interrupted. Your attention turned to the direction it came from and you let out a growl, clearly angry at the interruption. Wanda sighed in disappointment, but she tried not to let it take over. You still showed massive improvement, something worth reporting back to Vision. “It’s okay.” She soothed you. “I’m going to go see what he wants then I’ll be right back, okay? I know you’re hungry, I’ll get you some food too.” You didn’t offer a response as she walked off.

“Vis! I have to tell you-” Wanda began as she walked into the main room, but cut herself off at the new faces. She didn’t recognize the bald woman with the spear or the wimpy looking man in a workers uniform, but she was familiar with Peter. What surprised her most though, was Bruce Banner. A man she hasn’t seen in over three years. “What is going on?”

“I ran into them outside the premises. Apparently word has gotten out about the cure.” Vision answered before turning his attention back to the guests. “As I told you, I am afraid we cannot help you. The cure seems to be a moot point.”

“Well, what about-” Peter began, but he was interrupted by a new voice.

“For something you have no hope for, you sure don’t have a problem bringing in new test subjects.” Wanda recognized Bucky Barnes’ voice. She turned around, and her eyes widened as she saw King T’challa on his arm, struggling to stand on his one remaining leg.

Shit.

“My king! We thought you dead.” The bald woman exclaimed in relief and surprise.

“Your highness. I was not aware you were in the base.” Vision said, confused on how that got by him. It didn’t take him long to figure out why. “Wanda...”

“I’m sorry.” Wanda whispered, knowing she was caught. “The cure wasn’t working on Y/n, and in order to keep her at bay, I had to feed her.”

“So you fed her our King?” A spear was raised to her throat, threateningly.

“It was nothing personal, I promise. I have her under control and the cure is starting to work, I know it. We just need a little more time!”

“Why not just kill her? You lured innocent people to their deaths just for her when there a couple million more Zombies out there that you could use for testing. Ones that have a chance of being cured.” The whole room went quiet after Bucky said that.

“Uh oh. Shouldn’t have said that.” Wanda heard Scott say, but she was too busy glaring at Bucky. Her eyes started to go red, but before she could do anything, she noticed the spear held to her throat begin to glow red and melt. The woman dropped the spear as it began to burn her hands.

“Did it just suddenly get like, super hot?” Peter asked as he began to fan himself.

“Oh no...” Wanda trailed off. She looked up to notice the steal walls that led to your cell begin to melt. “You’ve done it now...she hasn’t eaten in days.” Before anyone could respond, the steel doors melted completely. The man in the uniform was unfortunate enough to be standing in front of it, as a strong burst of flame shot out and incinerated him on the spot. Only a second later, you flew out the door, covered in flames as you hovered above everyone.

Wanda watched in horror as you began to fight everyone. They weren’t holding up very well, and that’s when Wanda finally realized what she had done. This wasn’t you, and if you were still here, you would hate to see your body be used to attack and kill others.

“Vision! Get us out of here!” She heard Bruce yell, and Vision shot a blast towards the wall, blowing it up and letting everyone out. Wanda turned her focus back to you, you watched them starting to escape and you began to fly after them, but a red mist surrounded you before you could. You turned your head, starting to growl, but stopped when you saw it was Wanda.

“Y/n. Stop...” You tilted your head, still struggling to move as Wanda came closer. She took a chance and reached up, gently placing a hand on your face. “I am so sorry...you never deserved this...” Your face softened at the touch, beginning to show the signs of emotion that Wanda desperately held onto. However, it was clear now that it was too late.

You snapped out of it, as you managed to break free from Wanda’s hold. You opened your mouth wide, intent on biting and feeding on her, but something stopped you. You hesitated, and Wanda noticed. You settled for pushing her aside to the ground as you reignited yourself and flew out of the base.

Wanda picked herself up after a moment, intent on stopping you. She ran past Okoye’s body, charred and eaten, but she was sure there was little time until she turned. She ran faster to where you were, now facing off against Bucky. She sprinted further, about to take off and fly when she paused.

Vision was face down on the ground. She kneeled next to him, glowing red hand turning over his body, afraid of what she’ll see. Once he was turned, Wanda gasped at the sight. The mind stone was torn out of his head.

“Oh no...no, no, no...” She held his body, tears slowly building as she mourned the loss of her best friend. She had officially lost everything. “I am so sorry Vis...I’m going to make this right, I promise.”

She heard Bucky scream. She looked over to see you start to feed on him. She saw Bruce, Peter, Scott and T’challa in the distance, making their way to the jet. They were your next target.

No. Wanda wasn’t going to let that happen. It ends now.

She used her powers to propel herself forward, landing directly in your path. You growled at her yet again as she used her powers to hold you. “Y/n...please, stop.” You struggled to get out of the hold, but Wanda held on. “This isn’t you...you wouldn’t want this...I love you more than anything, and I’m so sorry...I hope one day, you’ll forgive me.” 

Wanda used her powers to grab the gun laying by Bucky’s side. She held in to your head, ready to pull the trigger...but she couldn’t. She let out a scream of frustration and dropped her hold on both you and the gun. The gun fell to the ground, but you haven’t moved.

“I can’t do it...I...I’m not strong enough...” Wanda began crying, shutting her eyes and waited for you to finish her off. She failed everyone, no one deserved death more than her. She opened her eyes when nothing came. You stood, staring at her with a tilt of your head. The yellow of your eyes dimming as you stared.

“W....Wan...” You struggled to let out, but it was enough for Wanda to hear. She cried even harder. She was right, you were almost there...but it was too late now.

You took in your surroundings as best you could, you didn’t have a lot of awareness, but you knew enough to piece everything together. You saw the influx of zombies starting to enter to base.  Everyone needed to get away. You turned back to Wanda, and you knew what you had to do. You felt the little control you had start to slip away.

You bent down and picked up the discarded gun. You shakily pointed it to your temple, the control slipping away faster and faster. “Love....you....I...sorry...” You managed to croak out. Before you could lose control completely, you pulled the trigger.

Wanda watched in horror as you shot yourself in the head. Pieces of your brain landing on her, your blood drenching her. She looked down to see your body, half your face still together, but you were gone. Truly gone.

She knelt down sobbing, as she held your body. After a moment she looked up to see the Hulk appear as the zombies began to overwhelm the base. She saw the jet take off, and she gave a weak smile. They got away. Wanda’s job was done. This is where her story ends. All was lost for her.

So when the zombies finally reached her, she didn’t fight back. Accepting her death with open arms.

Epilogue