#Vi hemlocke

[theseus--beloved]

Vi Hemlocke! As requested by @hidden--in--space !! My favourite Whitepine character >O<

[yourpersonaljaskier]

Hello hello! I watched Whitepine and now I'm insane! I also watched a theory video! I'm very insane and I need to ramble as to what I think is going on

Theory will be under read more, spoilers ahead

First things first:

Who is mrs. Hemlocke, and how long has she been dead?

So, some things to establish the estimated time period:

- steam locomotives and steam engines are around (meaning it's past the year 1712)

- The colour black may be associated with the mourning period (early roman period til the 20th century, now very well known because of Queen Victoria, who mourned her husband for 4 decades til the the early 1900's and wore black daily)

These bring us to a rather specific time frame between 1712 and before the 20th century

Black doesn't seem to be a very 'fashionable' colour, as the theory video I watched relied quite heavily on the idea that the Hemlocke family is in mourning. While the idea in of itself isn't a bad idea, I heavily disagree with this notion for 3 simple reasons:

1. The family isn't in ACTUAL mourning! They wear black clothes, yes, but there's no other indication they're in active mourning. They wear colours not permitted by the mourning rules created by Queen Victoria (assuming they're in England due to the name Whitepine and the general outlay of architecture), which was from 1861 til 1901 iirc, which is a HIGHLY likely time period they were in. Zam participates in hunting, the household isn't in mourning (the women aren't wearing any amount of mourning regalia, ie, veils, jewelry, full black attire, similar with the men), the HEAD BUTLER doesn't tell Ivory about the passing of the hear mistress (which MEANS the mourning period is long over and the topic is dead at this rate, Ivory doesn't need to be a genius to figure out why the mistress is never mentioned), Izzy permits Ivory to be the piano, so on and so forth

2. Serapter doesn't know why the piano room was empty. Her death was before his time, and he seems plenty adult to me.

3. There were no search parties (if she had disappeared), there were no funeral arrangements, no active mention of her or her recent passing, and black clothes are not an indication of a mourning period.

These, to me, are clear signs that the family, at least the children, have long moved on.

Now, how long has mrs. Hemlocke been dead?

Well.

Let's look at the Hemlocke children. So far, we only know that Pyro is the oldest, with the others having to clear indication of when they were born. But, to me, the Hemlocke children all seem to be of a similar age. There are no tutors or extra teachers for the women to learn etiquette, Zam goes hunting and invites Pyro with him, they seem to go out semi regularly as known bacherlors (as none of the children are married), and seem to have a close bond with how they interact with one another

None of the children seem teenage-d to me, but we'll see as the show progresses

In my mind, mrs. Hemlocke died when the youngest was a few months old. It makes the most sense with how the family and household act around her death and items. The piano was moved but is still taken care of. It's tuned with no obvious dust, out of sight and out of mind but with instructions to keep it in good shape

Izzy easily absolves the previous order to not let anyone touch the piano, meaning it's been long enough where she finds it doesn't matter if someone plays it, and as Clown mildly implies, it seems that the order was given by Zombie, as he advises Ivory to not make too much noise

Obviously, as mrs. Hemlocke was the mistress of the estate, all the older staff would have been relatively fond of her and followed whatever wish Zombie made about her items, but as Serapter doesn't even seem to know as to what some of the rooms are for (like the piano room), and that he 'forgot [the piano] was down there,' quite heavily implies her death was wayyyy before his time

To compress: Mrs. Hemlocke died perhaps decades ago, to a point where none of the household is in mourning and have seemingly moved on, with new servants being unaware of the affects her passing had on the family (ex. Serapter)

Who killed Mistycat, and why do people think it's the forest?

I personally think the forest has got absolutely nothing to do with Mistycat's death, and that there's a different perpetrator at hand with no supernatural element. I'll explain after this segment as to why the forest is such a focal point to Ivory, but for now:

The forest is an ominous 'character' and looming figure during the whole episode. Multiple shots include Ivory spacing out and simply staring at the woods in some sort of trauma reaction

The forest is ominous, dense and is eerie due to the atmosphere

Forests are easy ground to get lost in and die

Supernatural activity can easily be tied with a supernatural forest

Misty's death is sudden and seems out of nowhere after a bit of a long shot with the woods

From Misty's injuries, it seems like the attack was quite violent, but it's not above that she fell down the stairs after being attacked. The injuries on the back of her head could suggest a blunt force blow, while the rest of her injuries were amassed from her tumbling down the stairs, which would draw someone to check out what happened, and of course, then the freak out

Do I have an idea as to who it could be? No. Fuck no lol, I'm not a psychic, I just don't think it's supernatural for now. There's absolutely zero reason as to why a supernatural entity would be killing the household now and not then

Why is the forest such a big deal, and Ivory's behaviour

Now. Hear me out on this: Ivory is from a cult like environment, where a settlement was in a similar forest, quite like the surrounding area of Whitepine

Her behaviour, past being autistic, is very submissive, with a fear of authority, the fear of disobeying orders to such an extent that she asks a fellow coworker permission to go outside, and a general reclusive behaviour that I associate with a want to conform and not cause issues for the ones in power

Obviously, all of these can be attributed to Ivory's implied autism, but I think it makes more sense with Ivory's behaviour towards the woods and other people

She seems afraid of talking, saying anything outside of what is asked of her, and even then, she struggles greatly and panics about being in trouble to a near panic attack level. Her dissociation with the sight of forests seems trauma related, along with the buzzing noise she gets after people rush to see why someone screamed

She seems afraid but in an abstract sense. She stares for seemingly hours after being dismissed her first day, just staring at the woods that caused her to zone out first thing

It's not normal behaviour. Even from a neurodivergent standpoint in my opinion. Her anxiety seems to come from an outside place, and Minutetech not knowing anything about her, past where he found her and what she did on the train ride gives me the impression she ran away from her cult, and now associates forests with them, causing her to have bad reactions when on edge or stressed

And that was it! Thank you for the read, hope you enjoyed my unhinged thoughts!!

[funeralhomewifi]

headcanon that the scar on Viagos's face is from rook bye

[groundrunner100]

Democracy In The Star Wars Community Episode IV

Oh well, no institution is perfect.

[meersalz]

#meersalz — JJ Maybank Jacob 'Danny' Danilov is a 23-year-old free spirit, always hungry for food and fun. Originally from the island of Kildare, North Carolina, he now never stays at one place for long. He's the best surfer you'll meet, a mild kleptomaniac and a future tax cheat – and a packless werewolf. He only recently found out about his heritage (from his mother's side) when his first transformation was triggered by very unfortunate circumstances and almost ended in a patricide. Danny is on the run ever since.

a deep dive into: all things fun, freedom, the beach, the ocean, the woods, lycanthropy, finding your roots and losing yourself, anything goes, daddy issues, violence, half-baked plans, substance abuse, be queer do crime, soundtrack of the 2000s, 90s aesthetics, homesickness for a place that doesn't exist, chasing big deams, and vibes.

ooc: canon-divergent crossover roleplay character based on Netflix' Outer Banks, but heavily inspired by Netflix' Hemlock Grove. low activity. English is fine, but I'm very picky when it comes to writing in German. 21+ only.

[thepiedcurrawong]

Whitepine 4: Thoughts

Spoilers obv

Firstly: Tommyinnit?!??!?!?!?!! In MY whitepine? More likely than you think.

Him mentioning the father dying is certainly setup for something. I'm not sure when it'll happen, but the dad's probably going to get whacked by the time the show's ended.

The detective is fucking stalking Ivory! I've read some theories that he stole the cot and is currently living in some secret passages in the house, which is something that I buy. Imo he's trying to bring the Hemlockes down for something. I don't think that he killed Mysticat, that's just way too obvious of a twist. He's probably just really shady in trying to get evidence.

I think Pyro has an eating disorder. He was the only one not seen eating at the dinner with Tommy.

I love Vi. He is so precious. Looking forward to seeing how his character develops.

There is something going on with Ivory's character and heights. The way the camera lingered on the smokestack? I'm not sure if it's to do with that factory in particular(some extra evidence for this is Vi specifically talking about people dying during the construction) or heights in general.

Also shoutout to PrinceZam. Love that guy.

I don't got a clue what Zolister's deal is. No thoughts right now.

[pupsmailbox]

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[fieldsofwriting]

A/N: I made a banner and dividers (I found the stars on pinterest) 😌 look at me go. But, once again this is tagged as x reader as well. Feel free to use a word replacer for this :) (I also know that March’s eyes are black. However, I decided to take creative freedom.)

Summary: Violet has been in Mistria for just a little over a week now. But she has never experienced drunk March before.

Warnings: Just drinking at the Inn on friday night!

Settling into her new life in Mistria wasn’t hard. Violet got up everyday bright at early, watered her crops and tried to clear her farm for a few hours before she’d inevitably run up to town and buy seeds to replenish the ones she harvested. She’d stop at the inn and get some soup, talk to Hemlock or Jo when they were there. Then she’d run around a bit more, stopping in to say hi to everyone. Maybe go do some fishing or check out the Western Ruins to see if there was anything else so could donate to the museum. But there was one thing she never skipped. And it was saying hello to everyone, that was always the number one priority.

She’d never skip March. Despite his prior attitude, and as much as she wanted too. Violet had to prove to him and everyone else here that she wasn’t going anywhere. But, her first Friday in town as she shuffled into the Inn after getting her farm- mostly cleared off she was met with Reina’s bright bubbly voice.

“Violet!” She grins, running around to get to her faster. God- that action alone made her want to scoop her up into her arms and spin her around. Reina was so sweet every single time without fail. She felt like a friend that Vi could talk to for hours while laying in her lap. And normally she would share the same enthusiasm as her but, Violet ended up looking up slowly from the pure exhaustion she was experiencing; those rocks on her farm were no joke. And while Reina was always a delight to see, she just wanted soup. That creamy delightful smelling soup that was bubbling in the cauldron. Was that cheese? God she hoped it was cheese.

“Mm?” She grumbles but it doesn’t deter Reina. She quickly gets her a bowl of soup and slides in next to her. Violet's whole mood increasing tenfold as she digs in and looks at Reina.

“You have to make sure to come to the inn tonight!” Reina beams, with the stupidly gorgeous smile she had. “It’s always a blast on Friday nights! Everyone has so much fun! Tell me you’ll come!” She pleads with her. And Violet is a simple woman.

With food in her system, finally the farmer smiles. “It’s really that cool? I guess I’ll have to come check it out. But i’m working on getting the bridge repaired for the Saturday Markets. So, it might be later in the night.” She replies smiling at her new friend. Reina grins and claps, reaching to give her a hug which Violet quickly accepts. It was like hugging one of those giant stuffed bears you won at carnivals.

“Yes! That’s fine! Whenever you can!” She beams. Violet had to admit, her enthusiasm was nice. Everyone seemed so excited to integrate her into this town as if she was always apart of it. It…was refreshing. Violet gives Reina a nod.

“You have my word, I’ll be here.” Vi smiles, and she meant it. She'd be there. It would be nice to relax and hang out with everyone at the Inn, she just hoped she could get the bridge done before then.

———

It felt silly. Violet felt completely and utterly foolish. Standing in front of her mirror, just minutes before she was going to head over to the Inn trying to decide what to wear. Surely everyone would be wearing their normal everyday clothes. She kicks away the little black dress. But why- why did she care so much about her own outfit?! She could just wear her normal outfit. It would be fine. At least that was what she was trying to convince herself of. But somewhere in the back of her mind, she knows that this might be a good chance to show off for a particular red head-

She shakes her head, "No." She says quickly pointing at herself in the mirror. "No, no, no, Violet. You are not falling for a red head! He's not even a real red head! You can see his roots! You are not doing this." She scolds herself. "This is your chance to distance yourself from anything and anyone. We are not fucking it up because we need therapy!" Violet lets out a big huff. Running her hand through her hair, and nodding. She'd just- wear this. Her normal outfit. Stripped shirt. Overall dress. Knee highs. It be fine.

Once, she enters the Inn she can see why Reina was so insistent. Everyone is there, sitting at various tables doing whatever it is- they were doing. It was bustling, it was lively...it felt like home.

"Violet!"

The Violet in question looks to see Reina rushing forward, a warm smile on her face. "You made it!" She cheers, god- she was so fucking sweet. Violet just wanted to curl up with her and pour her heart out to her. She was so wonderful, Violet can feel the smile spread.

"I told you! I wouldn't miss it!" She gives Reina a hug. Resisting the urge to melt into her arms. "But...everywhere looks so busy..." She whispers.

"Oh! Don't worry about that, just walk around and chat! Everyone kinda does their own thing, you'll find your place in time." Reina reassures. Those words- she had no idea the amount of tears Violet is holding back in that very moment.

"Y-yeah..." Violet nods, "Right." She gives Reina a nod before going over to the Eiland, Celine, Balor, Adeline, and Holt.

"Hello, Violet!" Eiland greets, his smile isn't as warm as Reina's- at least not in the same capcity. Where Reina's smile was like curling up with a blanket, in front of the fireplace on a cold winter morning? Eiland's was like the sunshine, like when you were a kid and played too hard during the summer falling to the ground and feelings the warm ground. “We’re playing Dungeons and Drama! You’re welcome to listen for a bit.” He offers.

“Yeah.” Violet nods, sitting next to Holt with a smile. Everyone introducing their characters had her smiling as she went to enjoy some of the other groups as well. She’d never tell a soul but The Bearded Bad Brad was her favorite so far.

At the next table, she played around of cards before she realized Olric was just- unbelievably lucky. She frowned, she hated loosing. And, everyone was starting to get rowdy because of his unbelievable luck. So, she politely excused herself from the table. Making her way over to the bar-

“Violet!” March said, but that was way too enthusiastic to be March. Slowly, she turned around, and it was in fact March. Or a clone of him? It had to be, standing there with the biggest smile she’d ever seen him have. Slight blush on his cheeks, “Come over here! Sit next to me!! You’re always so busy during the week!” The clone said.

“March is quite the lightweight.” Elsie speaks up. Violet looks over at the regal old woman. “But it is him, he’s a kind drunk.” She gives Violet a nod. She turns back to March.

“You’re telling me that’s not a clone?”

A roar of laughter from the bar. “No, dear.” Elsie smiles. “That very much so is March, our grumpy little blacksmith.”

“Violet!” He whines, “Come here!” He pouts even more. How could she refuse? Making her way over to the drunk March, she can’t help but smile at him. His hair was mused from him running his hands through it, his cheeks were rosy from the alcohol. His smile was contagious, especially as he realized Violet was walking toward him.

“Hi March.” She smiles gently. Her heartbeat picking up, starting to sound like a kick drum in her ears. He was so- devastatingly pretty. Up close, March looked so fucking good. His stupidly nice jawline, dazzling hazel eyes. Violet blinks- Hazel? Weren’t they black? She tries to subtly move further away, watching as the light hits them different changing the color. Making it appear a darker almost black color.

March, does not like that Violet is leaning away. He wanted to examine every part of her face. The way that her cheeks moved when she smiled, the perfect plumpness of her lips, how her eyes shimmered like jewels in the light. The purple hue catching the light like she melted down a purple sapphire and let it pool in her eyes. He also needed to know why she looked so confused, reaching a hand out he gently pressed her back into his side. “You look confused.”

“Your eyes aren’t black.” She mumbles, still looking at him like that. Almost like her gaze was pinning him to his spot.

March raises an eyebrow, smiling and letting out a small laugh. “No. They aren’t.” He grins, “Why? Do you think it make me prettier?” He says batting his perfectly dark eyelashes up at her. Violet lets out a soft laugh, wrapping an arm around his broad, sturdy shoulders. Caldarus strike her down now. She was touching him. She was touching March, and he wasn’t mad. He wasn’t pushing her off, she felt her stomach doing flips at the proximity.

“No, it just shocked me. They normally look black when you’re next to the forge.” She comments softly, still entranced by them. She wants to reach up, cup his cheek and tilt his head up so she can see them better.

“Mm.” March nods, leaning his head on her shoulder. Violet can feel her face heating at the action. She can feel eyes on her from the other patrons, and if she could muster a look at them she’d glare. But if she looks anywhere but firmly behind the bar, she’d explode. “Olric’s got them too.”

“Yeah?” She breathes, looking down at March. “Good to know.”

“Do you like them?” He looks back up at her. Violet’s breath hitches as she sees the swirls of green and brown in his eyes even better. The light from above emphasizing more of the green. “You look like an angel.”

Violet shakes her head. “Wh-what?” She says with a shocked laugh.

March gives her a big smile. Reaching up and tucking some of her hair behind her ear. “You look like an angel. The light is like-“ He moves his hand around her face, to signal the halo of laughter around her.

She needs air. She needs space. She can’t do this- March can’t be that sweet. No matter what Elsie said, this had to be a clone of March and the real one was plotting her demise somewhere. “M-March…” Violet says quietly, taking a step back. But he frowns, pulling her back into him.

“I like when you say my name.” He mumbles. Still looking at her as if she was the most precious thing in the world. As if he would give her the world. Violet couldn’t do this. She steps away from him, dodging his arms again.

“Goodnight March.” She whispers quickly, slapping some money down on the table to cover her food for the night and rushing out.

A/N: I know that March’s sprite has black eyes- but consider. No. Kfjjfjfksks no in all fairness I just thought it be interesting if he had hazel eyes, my brother does and they change the intensity depending on the lighting he’s in. So I thought because he’s around the forge so much it be interesting!

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2023

albums/eps: a.s.o. - a.s.o. Amaarae - Fountain Baby Amnesia Scanner & Freeka Tet - STROBE.RIP André 3000 - New Blue Sun ANOHNI and the Johnsons - My Back Was a Bridge for You to Cross Anthony Naples - Orbs bar italia - Tracey Denim Beach Fossils - Bunny Ben Vida, Yarn/Wire & Nina Dante - The Beat My Head Hit Beverly Glenn-Copeland - The Ones Ahead Biosphere - N-Plants Blonde Redhead - Sit Down for Dinner Bored Lord - Name It Call Super - Eulo Cramps Carly Rae Jepsen - The Loveliest Time Caroline Polachek - Desire, I Want to Turn Into You Chuquimamani-Condori - DJ E Cole Police - If I Don’t See You in the Future, I’ll See You in the Pasture Dean Blunt - Give me a moment DJ Lostboi - Music for Landings DJ Sabrina the Teenage DJ - Destiny Double Virgo - hardrive heat seeking Eartheater - Powders The Embassy - E-Numbers Everything But the Girl - Fuse Fever Ray - Radical Romantics Freak Heat Waves - Mondo Tempo Headache - The Head Hurts but the Heart Knows the Truth Hiroyuki Onogawa - August in the Water: Music for Film 1995-2005 Jam City - Jam City Presents EFM James Ivy - Everything Perfect Jessy Lanza - Love Hallucination Jim Legxacy - homeless n****a pop music Joanne Robertson - Blue Car Jonnine - Maritz Kelela - Raven Khotin - Release Spirit Kota Hoshino, Shoi Miyazawa - Armored Core VI OST Laurel Halo - Atlas Loraine James - Gentle Confrontation Maria BC - Spike Field mark william lewis - Living Matmos - Return to Archive MIZU - Distant Intervals ML Buch - Suntub Noriko Tujiko - Crépuscule I & II Nourished by Time - Erotic Probiotic 2 Oneohtrix Point Never - Again Osmotic & Fennesz - Senzatetto Pierre Rousseau - Mémoire De Forme Purelink - Signs Ryuichi Sakamoto - 12 Sofia Courtesies - Madres ssaliva - sector6park/counterfeit Sufjan Stevens - Javelin Tim Hecker - No Highs Tirzah - trip9love…??? Wild Nothing - Hold Yves Tumor - Praise a Lord Who Chews but Which Does Not Consume; (Or Simply, Hot Between Worlds) µ-Ziq - 1977 7038634357 - Neo Seven

songs: a.s.o. - Love in the Darkness Addison Rae - I got it bad Alex Kassian - Leave Your Life (Lonely Hearts Mix) Amaarae - Reckless & Sweet Amnesia Scanner & Freeka Tet - Clown André - Ants To You, Gods To Who ? ANOHNI and the Johnsons - Can’t ANOHNI and the Johnsons - It Must Change Anthony Naples - Silas Armin van Buuren & Punctual - On & On (ft. Alina) bambinodj - High as Ever Still Passin' Through (Remix) bar italia - Nocd Baths - Do I Make the World Worse Beach Fossils - Don’t Fade Away Beverly Glenn-Copeland - People of the Loon Bibio & Óskar Guðjónsson - Sunbursting Björk & Rosalía - Oral Blawan - Toast Bored Lord - Wait Wait Wait bvdub - Days on Heaven and Earth Call Super - Coppertone Elegy Carly Rae Jensen - Psychedelic Switch Caroline Polachek - Bunny Is a Rider (Doss Remix) Caroline Polachek - Crude Drawing of an Angel Chuquimamani-Condori - Eat My Cum Chuquimamani-Condori - Know Dean Blunt - Rinsed (ft. TYSON) Dj Lostboi - PUF 2 LAX DJ Sabrina the Teenage DJ - For Now and Forever Double Virgo - gainfully deployed EASYFUN - Long Long Time The Embassy - Amnesia ESP - North Fever Ray - Kandy Freak Heat Waves & Cindy Lee - In a Moment Divine Fwea-Go Hit - Back Wildin Headache - That Thing with the Rabbit Headache - Truism 4 Dummies Hemlocke Springs - sever the blight Hudson Mohawke & Nikki Nair - Demuro Ike - Rose Quartz Jam City - Magnetic James K & hoodie - Ether Jessy Lanza - Don’t Cry On My Pillow Jim Legxacy - amnesia111 Jim Legxacy - candy reign (!) Jonnine - Tea For Two (Boo) Kelela - Divorce Khotin - Computer Break (Late Mix) Kylie Minogue - Hold on to Now Laurel Halo, Bendik Giske, Lucy Railton & James Underwood - Earthbound Loraine James - Tired of Me Lorenzi - Lonely Cowboy Tales (Crayon Moon Remix) LSDXOXO - Devil’s Chariot Maria BC - Still Maria BC - Watcher mark william lewis - Living Mc LcKaiique, MC Celo BK & DJ Jeeh FDC - Quem Tá de Motão, Vou Sarrar Puta Na Marcone (ft. DJ Biel Divulga) ML Buch - High speed calm air tonight Nation & Ecco2k - Ça Va Nicole Dollanganger - Gold Satin Dreamer Nourished by Time - Rain Water Promise Oliver Coates - One Without Oneohtrix Point Never - Krumville Purelink - We Should Keep Going Shoi Miyazawa - Rough and Decent Slayyyter - Miss Belladonna Sufjan Stevens - Shit talk Tim Hecker - Total Garbage Tirzah - u all the time Troye Sivan - Got Me Started Wild Nothing - Suburban Solutions Yves Tumor - Echolalia Yves Tumor - Fear Evil Like Fire µ-Ziq - 4am

mixes: CFCF - CFCF for TERMINAL 27 Chuquimamani-Condori - Fact Mix 937 PC Music - 10 Physical Therapy - car culture remissions vol. 4 plush - LIVE AT SKSKSKSK S-candalo - Fact Mix 897 WHY BE - OdyXxey Radio Mix

movies: Afire (Christian Petzold) All the Beauty and the Bloodshed (Laura Poitras) E6-D7 (Eno Swinnen) Evil Dead Rise (Lee Cronin) Grown in Darkness (Devin Shears) How Do You Live? (Hayao Miyazaki) The Killer (David Fincher) Killers of the Flower Moon (Martin Scorsese) Knock at the Cabin (M. Night Shyamalan) Last Summer (Catherine Breillat) May December (Todd Haynes) Oppenheimer (Christopher Nolan) The Outwaters (Robbie Banfitch) Rotting in the Sun (Sebastián Silva) Showing Up (Kelly Reichardt) The Zone of Interest (Jonathan Glazer)

games: Alan Wake II Armored Core VI: Fires of Rubicon Baldur’s Gate III Blasphemous II Diablo IV Humanity Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom Lies of P Metroid Prime Remastered Octopath Traveler II Pikmin 4 Star Ocean: The Second Story R Super Mario Bros. Wonder Theatrhythm Final Bar Line Wo Long: Fallen Dynasty

[your-moms-a-dick]

A list that no one asked for; A list of my favorite Scream Queens and Kings

Samara Weaving (The Babysitter, Ready Or Not, Scream VI)

Kyle Gallner (Jennifer's Body, The Haunting In Connecticut, Scream V, A Nightmare on Elm Street, Smile, The Cleansing Hour, Mother May I, The Passenger)

Patrick Wilson (Insidious chapters 1, 2, & 5, The Conjuring 1-3)Hard Candy, In The Tall Grass)

Laurence Fishburne (The Matrix, Event Horizon, Predators, Nightmare on Elm Street 3: Dream Warriors)

Katie Cassidy (Supernatural, A Nightmare on Elm Street, Wolves at the Door, When a Stranger Calls, Black Christmas)

Daniel Kaluuya (Get Out, Nope)

Heather Langenkamp (A Nightmare on Elm Street, Dream Warriors, New Nightmare, Hellraiser Judgement, Home, The Butterfly Room)

Mark Patton (A Nightmare on Elm Street 2: Freddy's Revenge, Swallowed)

Toni Collette (Hereditary, The Sixth Sense, Pieces of Her, Krampus, Fright Night, Knives Out)

Kate Siegel (Hush, The Haunting of Hill House, Midnight Mass, The Haunting of Bly Manor, Ouija, Oculus, The Curse of the Black Dahlia)

Jaeden Martell (IT, IT Chapter Two, Mr.Harrigan's Phone, The Lodge, Knives Out)

Bill Skarsgard (IT, IT Chapter Two, Barbarian, Hemlock Grove, The Devil All the Time, Castle Rock, Villains)

Tony Todd (Candyman, Final Destination 1-5)

Thank you for listening and feel free to add to this

[thelustybraavosimaid]

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I want to specifically talk about book!Jon here because I'm pretty sure this person doesn't know a goddamn thing about Jon in the books or his personality to even remotely reach this conclusion. I'm, quite frankly, confused at this response. So I'd like to provide some quotes:

I would need to steal her if I wanted her love, but she might give me children. I might someday hold a son of my own blood in my arms. A son was something Jon Snow had never dared dream of, since he decided to live his life on the Wall. I could name him Robb. (Jon XII, ASoS)

If a child was something Jon had always wanted, as is clearly stated here, why would he force Ygritte to get rid of his own kid?

Let's not pretend like he doesn't love her, either. Was the beginning of their relationship dubious? Absolutely. But he did love her:

"Yes." His voice was thick. "First we'll live."

She grinned at that, showing Jon the crooked teeth that he had somehow come to love. Wildling to the bone, he thought again, with a sick sad feeling in the pit of his stomach. He flexed the fingers of his sword hand, and wondered what Ygritte would do if she knew his heart. (Jon V, ASoS)

--

Ygritte was much in his thoughts as well. He remembered the smell of her hair, the warmth of her body...and the look on her face as she slit the old man's throat. You were wrong to love her, a voice whispered. You were wrong to leave her, a different voice insisted.

...

"Who is Ygritte?" Donal Noye asked pointedly.

"A woman of the free folk." How could he explain Ygritte to them? She's warm and smart and funny and she can kiss a man or slit his throat. "She's with Styr, but she's not...she's young, only a girl, in truth, wild, but she..." She killed an old man for building a fire. His tongue felt thick and clumsy. The milk of the poppy was clouding his wits. "I broke my vows with her. I never meant to, but..." It was wrong. Wrong to love her, wrong to leave her... (Jon VI, ASoS)

And he did mourn her.

Though Maester Aemon said his wound was healing well, Jon bore other scars, deeper than the ones around his eye. He grieves for his wildling girl, and for his brothers. (Samwell IV, ASoS)

--

She stood beneath the scorched stones of the Lord Commander's Tower, cloaked in darkness and in memory. The light of the moon was in her hair, her red hair kissed by fire. When he saw that, Jon's heart leapt into his mouth. "Ygritte," he said. (Jon VI, ADwD)

It goes without saying that Jon is one of the most progressive protagonists in the series. He:

•despises rape,

•advocates for those perceived "weaker" for not fitting the typical Westerosi gender standards (i.e. Sam and Satin),

•breaks the mould of Night's Watch traditions for hundreds of years by allowing freefolk men and women ages twelve and up to join.

Jon Snow values bodily autonomy.

Moreover:

Burning dead children had ceased to trouble Jon Snow; live ones were another matter. Two kings to wake the dragon. The father first and then the son, so both die kings. The words had been murmured by one of the queen's men as Maester Aemon had cleaned his wounds. Jon had tried to dismiss them as his fever talking. Aemon had demurred. "There is power in a king's blood," the old maester had warned, "and better men than Stannis have done worse things than this." The king can be harsh and unforgiving, aye, but a babe still on the breast? Only a monster would give a living child to the flames. (Jon I, ADwD)

--

Once outside and well away from the queen’s men, Val gave vent to her wroth. "You lied about her beard. That one has more hair on her chin than I have between my legs. And the daughter…her face…"

"Greyscale."

"The grey death is what we call it."

"It is not always mortal in children."

"North of the Wall it is. Hemlock is a sure cure, but a pillow or a blade will work as well. If I had given birth to that poor child, I would have given her the gift of mercy long ago."

This was a Val that Jon had never seen before. "Princess Shireen is the queen’s only child."

"I pity both of them. The child is not clean.”

"If Stannis wins his war, Shireen will stand as heir to the Iron Throne."

"Then I pity your Seven Kingdoms."

"The maesters say greyscale is not—"

"The maesters may believe what they wish. Ask a woods witch if you would know the truth. The grey death sleeps, only to wake again. The child is not clean!"

"She seems a sweet girl. You cannot know—"

"I can. You know nothing, Jon Snow.” Val seized his arm. “I want the monster out of there. Him and his wet nurses. You cannot leave them in that same tower as the dead girl.”

Jon shook her hand away. "She is not dead."

"She is. Her mother cannot see it. Nor you, it seems. Yet death is there." She walked away from him, stopped, turned back. "I brought you Tormund Giantsbane. Bring me my monster."

"If I can, I will.”

"Do. You owe me a debt, Jon Snow.”

Jon watched her stride away. She is wrong. She must be wrong. Greyscale is not so deadly as she claims, not in children. (Jon XI, ADwD)

Not to mention the conversation he has with Tormund:

"You are a free man now, and Ygritte is a free woman. What dishonor if you lay together?"

"I might get her with child."

"Aye, I'd hope so. A strong son or a lively laughing girl kissed by fire, and where's the harm in that?"

Words failed him for a moment. "The boy...the child would be a bastard."

"Are bastards weaker than other children? More sickly, more like to fail?"

"No, but—"

"You're bastard-born yourself. And if Ygritte does not want a child, she will go to some woods witch and drink a cup o' moon tea. You do not come into it, once the seed is planted."

"I will not father a bastard."

Tormund shook his shaggy head. "What fools you kneelers be. Why did you steal the girl if you don't want her?"

"Steal? I never..." (Jon II, ASoS)

So with that in mind, why would he force a woman of the freefolk — a group of people he had come to appreciate, and his first love — to drink moon tea? If she wanted to, she'd do it herself. But he would not force her. That is not how the freefolk work and Jon knows it.

[theblorbo-catcher]

Whitepine theory !! Kinda maybe spoilers ??

Tw fir mentions of blood/gore, murder, and body dismemberment

ALRIGHT SO. After rewatching whitepine for the seventh time (forgive me if I get some things wrong I was crocheting while watching it so I may get some things wrong) I've got a LOT of thoughts about Mystys death murder.

In whitestarpines theory post they mentioned that Mysty was eating in the scene where Ivory was introduced to the other maids and butlers and it got me thinking-

Seraptor told Ivory that they can probably go put of the dorms around 6 am and earlier Ivory was told that the Hemlocks usually don't get up until around 11 am. We see Ivory get up and leave the room while it's still fairly dark- it still could very well be 6 am but I feel like it's a lot earlier thn that ??? We can see from the window that the sun is just starting to rise.

I don't remember if the garden was in the servants side of the house or not but Ivory tells Clown she stayed on it the whole day, so either she was lying or the murder occurred during lunch that day. Or later the next morning when Ivory first got up.

We see Mysty eating and whitestarpine mentioned that someone theorized that there could've been hemlock in their food and that could've killed them.

Another theory that I think is worth mentioning is that Pyro is a possible suspect for the murder. I don't know if anyone else has considered this but after Pyro threw up Mysty was the one to enter his room.

Maybe he didn't want anyone to know he was sick? I don't know why he'd kill because of it but its definitely something I'd like to take a closer look at at some point-

At dinner Zam mentioned that there would be a hunt tomorrow at Lucas's place. Pyro doesn't go. I don't know if it's because he's sick or not but I think that's likely the case. I don't know if it's relevant to the murder or not but Vi fixed Izzy's telescope ands asks if she wants to try it. I assume she meant trying it that night- Izzy says not tonight, so she also maybe could've killed Mysty that night?? Either that or she just wanted to sleep. Or just didn't want to use it that night I don't know- maybe she's catching whatever Pyro has? I think I may be going a bit off the rails with that one. In my defense I'm writing this at like 1 am.

ANOTJER THING- The hunt thing they mentioned could not be literal. They could've been hunting Mysty !! The body looks WAY too bloody for them to have just fallen down the stairs. I don't know if it was the angle or just my eyes being weird but it looks like Mysty was missing some limbs I think ??? It would've explain some of the emphasis on the woods- but I don't know if that really explains the part Ivory plays in it if she does have any part in it at all.

There's such a huge gap of time where Mysty could've been killed and so many suspects its crazy- I think I definitely need to wait for more episodes before I have anything concrete but so far I'm having so much fun with this-

[funeralhomewifi]

do not go gentle - a rook fanfic

*shakes treat bag* I come baring more Hemlock feels and more Viago/Rook dynamic.

Hemlock decides to try to take the hard way out of the fade regret prison.

warnings: suicidal ideation

There was a certain irony to a girl named Hemlock becoming the ward of the Crow’s most master poisoner. 

Failure. Failure. Failure. 

Forgotten. Forgotten. Forgotten. 

Hemlock could only take so much beratement as she paced through the fade. Each corner presenting her with her worst moments, an endless barrage reminding her how unwanted and unneeded she was. Viago’s endless disappointment. Lucanis avoiding her in the pantry. Varric… Tears prickled her burning eyes… Varric dying. He’d taken a chance on her and Hemlock paid him back in his death. 

She rolled the small vial between her fingers. Hem wasn’t sure what would happen if she died in the fade, but she wasn’t getting out any time soon. She’d screamed, stabbed, dug, stabbed, cried and cried some more…

Hemlock had plucked the poison from Viago’s collection during her last visit.

She was tired. 

Hemlock uncapped the poison. She picked one that would remind her that it was working, one that wouldn’t have an adverse reaction to the poisons she’d built an immunity to. 

Knocking the vial back, the liquid burned as it hit her tongue and slid down her throat. Seconds and it seized her breathing and slithered through her blood system. 

Rook, Rook, Rook… Failure… Disappointment….

Hemlock slid to her knees on the edge of a formless cliff… 

Hem!

Dazed, Hemlock straightened, eyes heavy as she glared into the abyss. 

Open! Hem! Eyes! 

“Spite?” Hemlock slurred, shaking her head. Yeah, she would get haunted after death. 

“Hemlock!” Lucanis and Spite’s graveled voice prickled her ears. “Hem! Rook!”

Cologne and coffee wrapped over her as darkness and light prickled her vision. 

Grab her! That’s Hem! Rook! 

Hemlock was being moved. Why was she moving? Backwards away from the ledge.. No… No…No…

Then Hemlock was in the lighthouse again. Her remaining team hovering over her. 

Lucanis pushed through, “What did…” Spite’s purple eyes took over. “HE DO. TO. OUR! HEM! OURS!” 

“Oh dear.” Emmrich’s soft grasp checked her pulse. “She’s not–”

“POISON,” Spite snapped, sniffing. “POISON. HEM.” SNIFF. 

Emmrich picked up the vial in her fingers. 

“Oh, Hemlock.” Bellara whispered. “The antivenom? Surely she has–”

“MOVE!” Lucanis shook away Spite’s influence and pulled Hemlock into his arms. “The eluvian… We need–”

Hemlock let out a whine of protest before her vision blurred. 

Seconds later, Lucanis fell through the Eluvian into the Cantori Diamond, snapping at Fledgelings gawking and frozen over the Demon of Vyrantium emerging with the Fifth Talon’s favorite protege limp and eerily pale in his arms. 

“Luc–” Teia emerged from the office first. “Did you get… Oh…”

Viago towered after her, jaw tense as he took in the scene. “What did you do?”

Lucanis’s explanation caught in his throat. Hem was growing colder, limper. “POISON! SAD! ANGRY!”

—

“Stop lingering!” Viago snapped at the Fledgelings, he pulled Hemlock from Dellamorte’s arms and carried her to his office. She was so light. “What poison?” 

Teia rifled through the drawer of antivenoms. 

Viago steadied Hemlock’s head from rolling back. Her lips were blue, eyes glazed over, pulse slowing. “Hemlock?” 

No answer, no acknowledgement in her eyes, no snark. 

“This… this was found in her grasp.” 

Viago examined the bright poison, even missing the label… 

“You aren’t getting out of this so easily–” Pushing his fingers to the back of her throat. 

“Vi!” Teia admonished, quickly turning Rook over as a shudder racked through her body before vomiting weakly. “Oh, sweet girl.”

“Hemlock?” Lucanis tried. “Viago—”

“Get out!” Viago snapped, “This is not a Dellamorte issue any longer.”

“I–” 

“Lucca,” Teia murmured. “Go. Go to her room and start the fireplace.”

Viago glared up briefly, tilting an even brighter vial of antivenom into her mouth. “We’ll discuss why you know where her room is later.”

—

Hemlock sluggishly opened her eyes. 

There was a heavy weight on her chest. She was too warm. Too achy. 

A meow invaded her ears. 

“Coco?” It hurt to speak, her voice was raspy. 

The black cat meowed and kneaded her paws on Hemlock’s sore stomach. 

How was she back in the Cantori Diamond? In Treviso? The fade… was the fade… 

Heat bubbled up in her throat and Hemlock launched herself up, puking on the floor before wheezing horribly. Moving made everything worse. 

“What were you thinking, Hemlock?” The darkest corner of the room questioned. Viago leaned into the light, dark circles under his eyes, jaw tense. “Why would you–”

“Viago?” Hemlock squeezed her eyes shut to keep the room from spinning. “Stop.”

Viago moved to sit on the edge of the bed. He swept back her light pink hair stuck to her forehead and Hemlock almost nuzzled his hand. He handed her a cup of water. “You’ve been gone for weeks.”

Hemlock winced as the water tickled her throat and made the fire in her belly worse. “What’s a few weeks on top of a couple years?”

“And you were meant to always come back home. Unpoisoned.”

“Wish it worked,” Hem deadpanned, forcing herself to the edge of the bed. “How did you…” She motioned to the vomit and herself. 

“Because when the Demon of Vyrantium comes into the casino carrying the half-dead body of my favorite–”

Hem scoffed. “I’m no one's favorite, Vi.” 

Viagos's gentle grasp moved to snatch her hair back, baring Hemlock's neck, leaning in close enough that he could rip out her throat. “What have I said about self-depreciation?”

“Right. It’s only valid if it's from you.” Hemlock huffed, deflating. Slowly, Hemlock sunk back down, any fight slinking away as she rested her head on his leg. 

Viago froze, unraveling slowly to comb Hem’s hair back. They hadn’t sat like this since Hemlock was in training, since before Viago being Talon was on the horizon. When she was just the chaotic ward of the de Riva master poisoner who was his little shadow. 

“You need to get back to your team.” Viago managed softly as possible. “Teia has managed to keeo up them from crowding your bed for as long as she can. Specifically Lucanis and his… demon… thing.”

“Right,” Hem sighed, rolling back to stare up at the ceiling. She couldn’t the twinge in her heart that desperately wanted Lucanis at that moment. They hadn’t said everything they wanted before Tearstone Island. Now… “Vi… I don’t know how to continue…” 

“Same way you always have, Hem.” Viago rose, picking up Coco and placing the cat beside Hemlock. “You still have a contract to complete.” 

***

Viago walked Hemlock back to the Eluvian while Teia kept a safe distance. 

“I don’t need an escort,” Hemlock sighed. 

“Do I need to remind you–” 

“Tone,” Teia called from the end of the catwalk. 

“Rook,” Viago scowled. Then amended. “Hemlock, you were gone–”

“Okay, okay.” Hemlock swallowed, “Don’t bust an artery, Vi.” 

Viago pinched the bridge of his nose. “I gave your Crow blades and armor to Lucanis.”

Oh. Hemlock blinked back the potential tears in favor of a wry grin. “I mean, that’s another way to get him in my pants.” 

Before Viago truly did have an aneurysm, Hemlock let out a laugh and went through the Eluvian. 

[nightfall-1409]

sev bit?? sev bit?? I want to know about sev bit 👀

I've elaborated a little about how I think that Sev, the sniper of Delta Squad, acts as a really interesting mirror to Crosshair in TBB. Where Delta Squad, now sans Sev, goes on to become Imperial Commandos, Sev's planned route vis a vis the game developer in a never-created sequel for Republic Commando (the game) was for him to go on and help start the early stages of the Rebellion.

I think especially after we've now seen fucking Commander Scorch (my boy what have they done to you), it's even more interesting. So, where Scorch has become a commander next to fucking Hemlock... Sev is getting off Kashyyyk with the only living Jedi on planet w/ him who's unaccounted for and does a lot of work for the rebellion, in line with the plans had mentioned— Mr. Quinlan Vos.

It's a scene from an upcoming chapter of Reconvene, whenever I get around to Omega finally interacting with Walon Vau... More/less, obviously we as the Reader of Repcomm know that Walon a) is going to go after Sev and b) cares WAY more about him than Sev ever knew , and ofc, Sev's last thoughts in O66 are him being afraid of his failure. The juxtaposition with Vau having the audacity to ask if Sev knew he cared....when I get you sir.

Here's a sneak peek 👀

“You didn’t come back.”  The Mandalorian points out, clearly looking for something, dark visor on a black helmet tilting expectantly.  Sev scoffs. “I knew what would be waiting for me after failing.”  He shook his head.  “Kid died, sure.  But then they looked at me, asking why I didn’t follow the Order.  Katarn saved my ass.  Again.”  He says after a beat.  “Vos came for the kid.  Had a spare speeder.  Because the Jedi didn’t just leave us to die.  They came back.”   And they didn’t. You didn't.  These unspoken words are like deep knives in someone's back, the Sergeant seemingly taking a moment to collect himself.   “Delta had orders from the Jedi.”  The Sergeant’s voice is strained.  “To leave you.” “My squad would have been with me again that night if not for the Order.”  Sev rebukes.   “They followed protocol, your protocol�� complete the mission, don't go back for the weak link because it'll only get yourself—" He cuts himself off. "I don’t blame Delta.”  His words are soft, then.  “As far as they could have known, I was dead.  It’s been years, now.  I’ve moved on from it.  The Order came, they followed it, and I didn’t.  Quin blames it on the head trauma.” “If that’s the bar, then Scorch shouldn’t have listened to it either.”  His voice carries no heat, and is surprisingly devoid of all emotion.  Sev gives a ghost of a snort.

Neither of them say much of anything, for a long moment. “You know,” Sev restarts, eyes intense as he sizes up the other man.  “I wondered, how this would go.  Pictured it, pictured you ripping me to pieces, beating me within an inch of my life, killing Quinlan like you always said you wanted to. Hated myself, for the longest time, for the failure, for the fear, and I told myself you drilled it into me this hard because you wanted me to live.  I told myself I was afraid because I'd earned whatever would happened to me when you got your hands on me, because I'd failed, I'd deserve it.” He shakes his head.  “But I’m not afraid because I deserve it.  I’m just afraid of you.”

[clownery-and-fuckery]

Arcane AU.... having never touched that piece of media ever, I am going to label characters as TBB based on edits

The obvious choice from what I've SEEN is Crosshair as Jinx(I think that's the same as Powder??) And Hunter as Vi but yk what? Spicing it up a bit

The twins could be them. As either. From what I've seen in my very small dippings in and out when the show was SUPER popular initially and from what I can remember- I'd put Crosshair in either Vi OR Jinx's place along with Tech??? It's a bit complicated to explain

Visually it makes sense to me, they seemed close, had a fight, one left and was manipulated by an outside factor and now they hate each other because of complicated feelings-

I'd pin that to the twins in a HEARTBEAT??? Hemlock could be that silly guy who found Jinx when she was SLAMMED by Vi after that fire(whatever THAT was about how was it her fault?? She's just a little girl :[??)

But I could see Hemlock and Tech as that creepy guy and jinx?? Idk, from what I saw it looks pretty sad :(

But please, if you like Arcane, tell me more >:D it'd be pretty interesting to learn about

[stvrlighttgabss]

shuffle your favorite playlist and post the first five songs that come up. then copy & paste this ask to your favorite mutuals !! (no pressure ofc) mwah mwah 💕

1. best interest by tyler, the creator

2. good loyal thots inst. by odecore

3. girlfriend by hemlocke springs

4. sky walker by miguel & travis scott

5. luxury azealia banks

ik this playlist is so random 😭 but ty for sending this in vis !!