#MATRIX MY BELOVED
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goober-37 · 7 months ago
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Just watched Matrix Reloaded and forgot how much I am OBSESSED with that fight scene on the freeway. First off, everyone’s outfits are so cunty I love it. Second, the techno music fucking slays like I can’t ✋. Third, it’s such an insane fight sequence I literally start foaming at the mouth y’all. Please if yall have never watched the original 3 movies, PLEASE tune in it’s absolutely worth the watch. The fight sequences are absurd but glorious, the outfits are serving, and in general it’s an excellent sci-fi franchise.
Matrix my beloved trilogy (we don’t talk about the 4th movie) that was completely misinterpreted by certain groups of people 🫶
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klunk2003 · 1 year ago
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Line: “I knew I sensed a glitch in the Matrix.”
Speaker: Michelangelo to everyone
Context: Still in the future, the turtles are shocked to meet Agent Bishop once more. Bishop has now proclaimed he helps aliens and protects the earth as President Bishop of the Pan Galactic Alliance. In disbelief, Mikey has the above line.
Media origin: In The Matrix franchise, when a character experiences déjà vu this is known as a glitch in the Matrix. This means something in the virtual reality has been changed or reprogrammed. The phrase is essentially shorthand for something unusual or unbelievable has occurred.
Season & episode: S6E06 “Bishop to Knight”
Episode’s original airdate: October 14, 2006
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vknotfound · 8 months ago
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if i had to choose a gif as my favourite, it would be this one a thousand times, idk it gives me the vibe too it's like aklsjdkasmcmjaowskdsilovehimsomuch
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babsharrison · 1 month ago
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Between Worlds - Neo x Reader
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Pairing | Neo Anderson x Fem! Reader
Summary | Neo returns to your life after disappearing, revealing that the world you live in is an illusion of the Matrix. Now, you must choose between the safety of the life you know and the unknown truth alongside Neo.
Word Count | 1.5k
CW | None. just some fluff
A/N | Hey luvs, this is my first fanfic here! I really hope you like it, and sorry if there are any grammar mistakes, I did my best. 😭
The soft morning light filtered through the café windows, casting dancing shadows on the tiled floor. Neo sat at a table in the corner, a forgotten cup of coffee in front of him. His eyes never left you, as you laughed and chatted animatedly with a group of friends at the next table. To them, you were a young woman full of life, hope, and possibilities. To him, you were a painful reminder of what he had lost and could never have.
As he watched you, memories flooded in, bringing back the conversations you’d had about dreams, the future, and freedom. Words that now seemed distant, almost unreal, as if they belonged to a time and life he could no longer reach. You were trapped in that illusory world, believing everything around you was real, while he lived in another dimension, fighting against the invisible shadows of the Matrix.
Your friends stood up, leaving you alone. Your gaze wandered around the café, and he noticed a sudden melancholy in your eyes, a trace of emptiness that tightened his chest. The urge to run to you, to hold you, to tell you that everything would be okay, grew inside him. But the words weighed heavily. His heart raced erratically as he shifted in his chair, nervous. He had never known how to handle the feelings you stirred within him.
Neo knew the world you belonged to was a prison, an illusion carefully designed to keep you asleep to the truth. He couldn’t let you stay there, ignorant of your own condition. But there was fear—fear that, in trying to save you, he would break the trust between you. What if you hated him for destroying what you believed to be real? The doubt gnawed at him.
Finally, with a heavy sigh, he stood up, the temporary decision to leave taking hold. He felt weak as he crossed the café door, leaving you behind once more. There was a shadow of guilt within him, knowing that his continued distance only made you more vulnerable. He hid in corners, watching you on the streets, following you from a distance as you carried on with your routine, completely unaware of the devastating truth.
Days passed.
He became a shadow in your life. He watched you walk to work, carrying a simple briefcase, your face focused on some daily task. He saw how your lips curved into a smile when someone told a joke. How your hands moved, almost dancing, as you spoke animatedly on the phone. But he also noticed the sadness in the moments when you were alone, the pensive expression, perhaps wondering why some parts of your life felt empty, as if something was missing—an absent presence.
Sometimes, he followed you to the building where you worked. From across the street, hidden in the shadows, he watched you get lost in the hurried crowds. And even though you didn’t know it, he felt the growing anguish of always being so close, yet so far.
He knew he couldn’t continue like this for much longer. The guilt was slowly consuming him. If only he could explain... If only he could make you understand what was real.
Until one day, he made a decision.
He couldn’t live on the sidelines of your life anymore, watching from afar. The risk of losing you forever was great, but the fear of never trying was even greater.
You were having a normal day, walking back home, shopping bags swinging at your side. Your steps echoed softly along the sidewalk as the day waned, and the sky turned shades of orange. Neo followed closely, closer than ever. With each step, the weight of the choice he was about to make became more evident.
You approached the gate to your building, distracted, fumbling with your keys, when suddenly you felt a presence behind you. A chill ran down your spine, and you turned quickly, your heart leaping in your chest. There he was. Neo.
Your gaze met his, and for a moment, the world seemed to stop. He stood still, the dark coat gently flowing with the wind. The face you hadn’t seen in so long, the figure that had disappeared without explanation, was now there, standing in front of you.
“Neo?” you murmured, surprise and shock mingling in your voice. “You... you’re here?”
He took a step forward, his expression serious, but there was something else in his eyes. Something you hadn’t recognized before. “I couldn’t keep watching you from afar,” he said, his voice low, almost a whisper. “I... I couldn’t leave you alone in this world.”
Your heart raced, a confusion of emotions washing over you. “Alone? What are you talking about?”
He hesitated for a second, the words he needed to say weighing heavily. But he knew the moment of truth had arrived. “I need to show you something. Something that will change everything.”
“Change everything? Neo, I thought you... I thought you were dead.” Your voice came out fragile, your eyes wide with disbelief, a mixture of pain and relief surfacing in the words you spoke.
Neo felt the impact of those words. Part of him wanted to apologize for letting you believe that, for disappearing without explanation, but he knew that any words would be insufficient. He had failed to protect you from the truth for too long. And now, here you were, standing before him, not knowing that you lived in a prison, not knowing that the world around you was a lie.
“I should’ve told you sooner,” he admitted, his gaze fixed on your face, trying to catch every nuance of emotion passing through your eyes. “But I couldn’t... I didn’t know how. This world... this life you know isn’t real.”
You took a step back, confused, trying to process his words. “Not real? What are you saying? This is my life, Neo. My job, my friends... my life.”
He stepped forward, trying to close the distance between you without pushing. “All of this was designed to keep you trapped. Like an illusion, a prison for the mind.” He was pleading with his eyes, his voice low and serious. “I was trapped too, until I found the truth. Now, I’m fighting against it... and I need you.”
Your mind was spinning. Everything he said sounded like madness, but there was something in his eyes—something that made you stop, hesitate. The intensity in Neo’s gaze, so familiar yet so distant, hit you hard. You had always trusted him, always knew he was different. But now, he was speaking of things that were beyond what you could understand.
“I... I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you whispered, your hands trembling as you held the shopping bags, trying to find some anchor in the reality around you.
Neo knew this would be hard. He had gone through the same confusion, the same denial. The revelation of the Matrix was devastating to anyone, but he needed you to trust him. He needed you to see.
“I know it sounds crazy. I didn’t believe it at first either. But let me show you.” He extended his hand, hesitant, as if the simple gesture could change everything between you. “If you trust me, I can take you out of this.”
Your heart raced. Part of you wanted to back away, to flee from all this madness. But another part, the part that still believed in Neo, that still felt something for him, was curious. What if he was right? What if everything he said was true?
You looked at Neo’s outstretched hand, feeling the crushing weight of the choice ahead. On one side, the life you knew—comfortable, familiar, safe—and on the other, the truth he offered you, mysterious and terrifying. Fear mixed with the desire for answers, but there was something deeper, something that went beyond words.
Neo was everything to you. The days without him had been long and lonely, a silent pain you could never ignore. Now, he was here, standing before you, more real and more beautiful than you remembered, like an impossible dream that had materialized.
The air around you seemed heavy, almost palpable, as your fingers hesitated for a moment. Every movement carried the gravity of that choice, an invisible line that separated the past from the future. Slowly, your trembling fingers began to move until they found his hand, sealing what, in a way, had always been inevitable.
Neo watched as you made the choice. His heart, which had seemed frozen, started beating again with force when your fingers finally touched his. There was a moment of silence between you, as if the world around you had disappeared, leaving only the connection between your hands.
“I trust you,” you finally said, your voice low, almost a whisper. “Show me what I need to see.”
Neo gently squeezed your hand, the expression on his face softening for a brief moment. He knew that what lay ahead wouldn’t be easy for you, but at least now, he wouldn’t be alone. The journey you were about to face together was only the beginning.
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brookie-kookie1943 · 4 months ago
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My two loves:
Keanu Reeves
Making Bracelets
So of course I have combined the two by making character bracelets of the Keanuverse…
Warning: I’m a very amateur pony bead bracelet maker.
Anyways I base the colors I use either off of their clothing or the aesthetic of the whole movie in general.
I present to you…
Follow the white rabbit…
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It’s lime green and black because he always wears black and the coding is green so…y’know.
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Anyways he’s the One so here you go.
Hope you like it!❤️
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valenli · 2 months ago
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Not a thought behind those eyes... (sorry for my absence lol)
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isbergillustration · 1 year ago
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Huh I wonder what they want
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arcee4me · 3 months ago
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man if i had a nickel for every time i’ve drawn Groove missing his right arm i’d have two nickels, which isn’t a lot but it’s weird it happened twice, right?
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coquelicoq · 2 years ago
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i've been dying for a poll option ever since i saw my followers' answers to that text post from february 2022 asking people whether they pronounce beloved as "be-lov-ed" or "be-loved". many people were emphatic about only using one option, and many others use both but were not always able to articulate when they use 2 syllables vs. 3. so out of the goodness of my heart and my insatiable lust for knowledge i have gone through the notes on that post and written down some likely contenders! you're welcome!!!!
BEFORE YOU ANSWER! think about how you would pronounce beloved in the following syntactic contexts:
noun, talking directly to the beloved: hey there beloved
noun, talking about rather than to the beloved: my beloved lives in a pineapple under the sea
adjective in a noun phrase: my beloved x lives in a pineapple under the sea
verb participle: x is beloved by y
okay poll time! there are no wrong answers!! and apologies in advance if i didn't capture your truth, i only had 10 options and life is a rich tapestry!!
#oh man i could have easily come up with another 5-8 options but they cap you at 10. which is probably a good thing#one person said they say 'my be-lov-ed x' but 'my much be-loved x'. the only difference being the 'much'. couldn't fit that one on here#someone else said they use 3 syllables in a possessive noun phrase (my be-lov-ed x) but 2 if it's not possessive (the be-loved x)#one person said it depends on whether it's past or present & i wasn't exactly sure what that meant. 'x is beloved' vs. 'x was beloved'?#i also think there's likely a distinction for some people between 'x was beloved' and 'x was beloved by y' but couldn't get into that#oh and then there's 'beloved by' vs. 'beloved of'#and since some of these are syntactic distinctions and some are semantic or otherwise i'm sure there's a whole matrix of combinations#like '3-syll noun if it's a person but 2 if it's a thing. 2-syll adjective/verb participle for both people and things'#that was beyond the scope of this poll lol#but mostly why i'm so curious is because people will very emphatically say something that might not mean what they think it means#like for instance i got the impression that at least some of the people saying 'be-lov-ed when i'm talking to them‚ be-loved when i'm#talking about them' actually mean they use be-lov-ed as a noun and be-loved otherwise#and some of the people saying 'always 2 syllables' probably have exceptions that they weren't thinking of at the moment#in particular 'dearly beloved'#and i'm very curious to know if 3-syllable people still use 3 syllables in the construction 'he was beloved by all'#so i think people's answers might change when given a list of more detailed options#fun with pronunciation#prosody#my posts#also i stressed for so long about what to call beloved in the 'x is beloved by y' construction#but settled on verb participle because i think it's fairly descriptive and accurate#so hopefully that's not too confusing? like it is a verb participle but for a verb that doesn't exist anymore (other than the participle)?#and even in 'my beloved x' beloved is a verb participle being used as an adjective if you're thinking more etymologically#but a lot of people were distinguishing 'be-loved as a verb' from other forms and i assume what they meant by that was 'x is beloved'
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soulswordlesbian · 8 months ago
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dodge this
A gift for the dazzler stan(tm) i know, @rep-meow-tay-tion !! Go give them a follow if you haven't already (please), they post amazing edits and just generally cool stuff <3
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juniperwoodwell · 4 months ago
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any keanuverse character x F! reader, blurb
i have no one in particular for this one, so imagine whoever you like, it's not my fav
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Y/n sat across from him at the ice cream parlor, they had ice cream sundaes in front of them.
The atmosphere around them was playful and sweet.
She watched as he reached across the table and plucked her cherry off her sundae by its stem, he smiled at her as he put it between his teeth, he pulled the stem and the cherry rolled into his mouth.
Y/n feigned an upset gasp, placing her hand over her heart in offence. "How dare you Pop my cherry."
The man in front of her snorted out a laugh, tipping his head backwards from the force of it. "Bad, bad, girl," He smiled at her then took his own cherry and held it out to her.
She opened her mouth and he placed it on her tongue, she closed her lips around it and he pulled the stem away. "There, now you've popped mine. We're even."
They paid no mind to the irritated stares from the people around them. All that mattered to them was the warmth they felt in their chests.
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woke up made this and promptly fell back asleep
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babyb3lls · 2 months ago
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𝙷𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝟼𝟶𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢, 𝙺𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚞 𝚁𝚎𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚜! ♥︎🎂
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vknotfound · 8 months ago
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roblox is down, it means i got pulled out of my cave. actually, i'm curious which characters (be it keanu or any actor) are your roman empire. i'm with Neo right now (you can't tell at all). i really can't with this man. i mean, i recently watched the trilogy and it just gave me an aoisnjdikasjds that ended in an olaskdasijdkas. THIS FICTIONAL MAN IS MY ROMAN EMPIRE.
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jeandejard3n · 7 months ago
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The Matrix: Neo's Office
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giveamadeuschohisownmovie · 7 months ago
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Did you know that some of Shadow the Hedgehog’s lines for Sonic 3 have been leaked? Here are some of the lines I saw from the leaks:
“Yeah.”
“Whoa.”
“Guns. Lots of guns.”
“Excellent!”
“Shoot the hostage.”
“I’m thinking I’m back!”
“The only stars that matter are the ones you look at when you dream.”
“I WANT ROOM SERVICE! I WANT THE CLUB SANDWICH, I WANT THE COLD MEXICAN BEER, I WANT A $10,000-A-NIGHT HOOKER!”
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