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[blmpff]

DEAD FRIEND FOREVER cast 08.03.24

[dark-mnjiro]

[run] for your life :: michael kaiser & alexis ness

Author’s Note: welcome to week two of Kinktober 2023. I’m going to apologize in advanced for this one. I don’t know how we got here but…. Yeah. Enjoy!

Content Warnings: kaiser x afab!reader x ness, explicit sexual content, explicit language, primal play, predator/prey, captive/kidnapping, voyeurism, dubcon, cnc, dom/sub, chasing, threesome, established relationship, chase sequence, rough sex, blowjobs, choking, hair pulling, spanking, degradation, brat behavior/brat taming, name calling, slut shaming, minor yandere!ness, kaiser x ness if you squint, dirty talk, doggystyle, face fucking, breeding, unsafe sex, throat bulge, aftercare, overall - this is dark content. Please be VERY aware of the trigger warning. I hope I covered everything

“Run.”

Your eyes filled with horror at his tone. His blue-eyed gaze fixated on you. “M-Michael?”

“If I find you,” he commented. “You won’t like what happens.” He pulled on black gloves over his hands, adjusting the fingers. “I won’t tell you again, run.”

Swallowing, you quickly turned from him as you took off into the dark forest. What kind of sick game was Kaiser playing with you now? Did you finally take things too far with your bratty responses during his away games? Was it because you showed up at a game wearing a Lorenzo jersey when he played against the Ubers? Sure, you knew Kaiser had certain sexual tastes that only seemed to fuel some more bratty behaviors on your behalf, but this… This was more than what you had maybe bargained for… You didn’t have time to contemplate what was on Kaiser’s mind when he forced you into the car and drove you to the middle of nowhere.

Now, you were stripped down to nothing but your undergarments at his orders, running through a thick forest. Sweat was causing the dirt to stick to your skin.

“Run faster,” you could hear him yelling in the distance.

Cursing to yourself, you almost hated that you were dating a professional athlete. It seemed inhuman that he was this quick to close in on you. “Fucker,” you grumbled before ducking behind a tree trunk.

How long had you been running from him at this point? It felt like your chest was on fire…

“Little mouse,” he growled.

He was nearby.

Your body froze as you tried to push your body as far against the tree as you could. Biting hard on your lip, you tried to steady your breathing but failed so you covered your mouth with your hand. You just had to be quiet long enough for Kaiser to pass… Hopefully, he would not notice you.

“Little mouse,” he repeated, his voice with the same dominance as before. “Come out for me…”

The tone of his voice sent chills down your spine and immediately you felt heat pooling in between your legs. Your body tensed, this was not the time to fall victim to his commanding tone.

His footsteps began to fade into the distance as you finally let go of the breath you were holding.

“Oh my god,” you murmured before taking off in the opposite direction that Kaiser seemingly disappeared. You weren’t sure how you managed to escape him, or if he was merely toying with you, but you didn’t have time to think about that now.

You stopped for a moment, straining your ears before hearing what sounded like a few cars driving by in the distance. A road, you thought. There had to be one nearby if you could hear cars this easily.

Relief washed over you as you managed to make your way through the forest and find the road. You looked up and down the expanse of the pavement before noticing red lights in the distance. A car?

“They’ll probably think I’m a psycho looking like this,” you mumbled to yourself as you hugged yourself. You were covered in dirt from head to toe, wearing nothing but your bra and underwear which were equally as dirty now. Maybe if you explained to the owner of the vehicle that you just needed a ride back to Kaiser’s car and that you were both just messing with each other…

This game would surely end…? Right?

“...excuse me?”

You couldn’t see his entire face due to the hood he had pulled over his head that seemed to hide some of his features but his worried eyes widened upon seeing your state.

“I apologize, but my partner and I got separated… we were playing some jokes on each other and I could use a ride back to his car if you could take me?”

“Of course.”

A sigh of relief fell from your lips as you heard the click of his car doors unlocked. “I was just changing my tire, and had a flat.”

You climbed into the passenger side of the car before letting your shoulders relax. Your savior shut the door for you before sliding into the driver’s side and turning the key. The engine was a welcomed sound before you felt the gear shift into drive and the car move.

Your head rested against the glass. “Thank you again,” you whispered before your eyes began focusing on the road. “And I apologize for my appearance… we were sleeping and there was this noise-”

“…it’s not nice to lie, you know.”

Furrowing your brows, you turned to glance at the driver. How could he have possibly known you were lying without any evidence?

“You should be wary of strangers on the roadside…”

This time he spoke louder as your gaze adjusted to the sunlight from the dashboard against his face. Your stomach fell as the realization that you knew exactly who this was.

“…Ness?”

His lips curled into a smirk. You scrambled to grab the door handle but heard him tumbling.

“Oh no no no,” he commented. “Try that all you want but… we have to thank child-proof locks for bad girls like you.”

“Ness… I-”

The car came to a stop before you could finish your sentence. You turned to look out the window and found he had parked outside a small cabin in the woods. Confusion filled your eyes as you turned to face Ness again. Why on earth was he here… unless…

He tilted his head innocently before the dangerous glint in his eyes became more evident. “I would do anything Kaiser asked me to, especially when I get a reward in return-”

You felt your spine stiffen. Reward?

“Ness this is fucked up! Let me go! Michael is crazy, I just want to go home!”

Ness wagged a finger at you. “Nuh-uh,” he whispered, leaning in close.

You tried to distance yourself from him by pressing your back against the car door. Your hands shot up, pushing against his chest to try to keep him at bay. But, of course, Ness was also a professional athlete and his strength greatly outmatched your own. His hands encircled around your wrists.

“I’ve always admired how pretty you are,” he whispered, bringing your wrist to his lips and pressing a gentle kiss against your skin. “Kaiser promised, you know… if I helped catch you - I could have you too.”

Your eyes widened. “What?”

“You’re shaking,” he cooed. “Is something wrong?”

You swallowed thickly before trying to tug your wrists free of his grasp. While you and Kaiser had your rules when it came to some of your more perverse tastes - inviting Ness was never a part of the conversation. Was Kaiser mad?

His lips pressed against your neck, sucking on the flesh lightly before grazing his teeth. It was enough to snap you back to reality as it sent a pleasurable sensation pulsating throughout your body.

“N-Ness…”

“Shhh,” he cooed as his tongue lapped against the shell of your ear. “It’s Alexis here…”

Your thighs pressed together as a jolt of pleasure struck you at your core.

He tutted again using his free hand to spread your legs apart. “None of that,” he said before his hand snuck into your underwear. His fingers managed to find their way to your clit before rubbing soft circles and earning a moan from you.

Ness sucked on your neck again, causing another moan as you slowly glanced over at him. Excitement was beginning to pool between your legs as his pace quickened. How was this even happening? Why weren’t you trying to fight back?

“Ness,” you whimpered, bucking your hips into his hand.

He bit your neck. “Alexis…” he corrected.

“Ah-Alexis,” you cried out. “I’m sorry…”

“Sweet girl,” he said before removing his fingers from your underwear. His fingers slipped into your mouth, forcing a small gag before your tongue desperately tried to clean your juices off of his digits. “So desperate, huh? You’re soaking right through your underwear… guess we should just get rid of those…”

Ness removed his fingers from your mouth, allowing himself to slip off your underwear. “Open your mouth,” he said gently. “And close your eyes…”

You weren’t sure why you obliged his request but your mouth fell open as your eyes slipped shut. He was quick as he stuffed your underwear into your mouth and the car door opened.

Your eyes shot open as you found Kaiser at the passenger side door. He quickly snatched your wrists before you could react and drug you out of the car. You tugged against his grip, trying to scream but was muffled thanks to your underwear.

“Little, fucking slut,” he growled. “Were you going to cum for him? Letting me watch?!”

Tears brimmed in your eyes as Kaiser threw open the door to the cabin. Another muffled cry tried to escape but Kaiser practically threw you to the floor. He stepped inside with Ness following as Ness locked the door behind him.

You managed to pull the makeshift gag from your mouth, tossing the article of clothing aside as you flared up at your boyfriend. “What the fuck Michael!”

He kneeled, his face getting dangerously close to your own before snatching your chin in his fingers. “I see how you look at Ness and bat those pretty, little eyes,” he hissed.

“I want to go home!” you snapped at him before jerking your face away. “This is fucked up. Even for you!”

Ness stood behind Kaiser now, tilting his head. “You don’t want to spend time with us? With me?” He sounded like he was practically whining.

“I just want to go home…” you hissed.

“You’re not going home until I’ve ruined you,” Kaiser said, grabbing your face and forcing you to focus on him.

Your eyes narrowed before spitting in his face. “Fuck you!”

The spit landed on his cheek before he casually wiped it away with his thumb snatched a fistful of your hair and tugged it back, earning a cry of pain from you.

“I’m going to teach you a lesson about being respectful, you little bitch,” Kaiser snapped and before you knew it, his body towered over yours, holding you in place. “Bind her hands, Ness…”

Ness grabbed a hold of your arms before using a rope and binding your hands together. “Just be a good girl,” he cooed. “Just listen to him…”

Kaiser pressed his weight against your hips when he noticed your legs flailing. “Stop struggling,” he growled.

“Untie me!”

He grabbed your face again. “That’s not how we get things we want,” he hissed. “I think it’s time we fuck this attitude right out of you.”

Your eyes narrowed before Kaiser raised and helped you back to your feet and dragged you toward a couch in the center of the room. Ness took a seat on the couch as Kaiser bent you over the armrest.

“Ness please,” you managed to say. “Just untie me…”

His hand encircled around your throat. “Stop defying Kaiser,” he hissed, causing you to wince. His grip tightened, forcing your mouth to open to allow easier airflow but instead, you heard the rustling of his pants being pushed down and his erection springing forward, smacking your cheek. His opposite hand grabbed the base of his cock, before pushing his length into your mouth.

Your eyes widened as you tried to pull back but his hand left your throat to instead rest on the back of your head, grasping a fistful of hair. You felt his hips buck, forcing his cock further into your mouth as his tip kissed the back of your throat. Gagging, you felt saliva building up in your mouth, earning a groan from Ness.

“That’s it, Ness,” Kaiser said before his hand collided with your bare ass. “Make the bitch choke…”

Tears brimmed at the corner of your eyes as Ness continued to thrust into your mouth. You could hear Kaiser behind you undressing. You could hear Kaiser chuckling from behind you before his hands spread your legs apart.

“See what happens when you listen to me, Ness?” Kaiser almost purred. “You get a reward like this…”

Ness groaned before thrusting further into your out as Kaiser kneeled behind you spitting on your clit. A whine bubbles from your throat, making Ness moan again. Kaiser’s calloused thumb brushed against your clit causing your body to squirm.

“That’s it…” Kaiser whispered. “Look how wet you already are… Do you enjoy choking on Ness’s cock like that?”

You managed to pull away and glare at Kaiser over your shoulder. “No!”

“I think we’ve been too nice to you,” he said before smacking your ass again.

You hissed in pain until you felt Ness shift on the couch so that he was kneeling in front of you. You looked up at Ness again. His gaze darkened, fueled by desire. He pushed his length back into your mouth, earning another gag as you grappled for his thighs to stabilize yourself.

Meanwhile, Kaiser had planted himself between your legs as his tongue slipped inside of your cunt. Whimpering, you made a feeble attempt to move your hips forward and away from him. He smacked your ass again before snatching up your hair, tugging your head back.

“Don’t. Move.”

You whimpered again as you felt Ness push his length further into your mouth - his tip now teasing the back of your throat with each thrust.

“Look at those pretty tears…” he commented.

You managed to shoot him a glare through bleary eyes before ripping away from his cock to cry out at Kaiser’s sudden intrusion. “Asshole!”

He tugged on your hair again, causing you to wince. Kaiser merely groaned as his length pushed into you. His girth alone always made you struggle but from this angle… you were going crazy.

His hand let go of your hair before wrapping around your throat. He offered a harsh, but shallow thrust as he leaned over to your ear. “We won’t stop no matter how much you cry… beg… plead,” he hissed. “We won’t stop filling you up until your fucked stupid…”

His grip tightened around your throat as Ness slipped his cock back into your mouth. Kaiser glanced up at Ness. “Down her throat,” he ordered. “I want to feel it in her throat.”

You could feel a gag building up in your throat as Ness pushed the length of his cock as far as he could. Kaiser’s grip only tightened around your neck making it even harder to breathe. “Fuck Ness,” he growled. “I can feel it down my pretty girl’s throat…

“Y-Yes, Kaiser,” Ness managed to say as his body shuddered with pleasure.

“That's it, Ness,” Kaiser whispered, as Ness began thrusting slowly in and out of your throat. Every so often, Ness seemingly pulled out enough to give you a break and get a breath of air… but would immediately push his length back into your mouth.

Your eyes rolled back, unsure how much longer you were going to last before Kaiser thrust into you. A desperate groan vibrated in your throat with each thrust. His movements were slow at first, matching Ness’s pace. But you knew that Kaiser couldn’t last at that pace for long…

He slapped your ass before quickening his pace again, making sure to keep a hand around your throat. “Little fucking cum dump,” he growled. “Look at you taking us both…” His insults sent shivers down your spine. You were sure how much longer you were going to last as his pace quickened. Ness watched Kaiser’s movements, deciding to keep up with him. The tip of his cock kissed the back of your throat again, earning him to moan out your name.

“That’s it, Ness. Are you going to shoot your load down this pretty throat?” Kaiser hissed.

Ness whimpered in response as his hips stuttered and your nose pressed against his abdomen. You could feel the head of his cock slip down your throat before he came. The hot, sticky substance filled your throat, causing you to gag momentarily as Ness slowly pulled out, panting.

His wild eyes caught your exhausted gaze before pressing his lips against yours. A small whine escaped your throat as his tongue forced itself into your mouth before savoring the taste of himself on your lips.

“What a good job Ness…” Kaiser said, darkly. “You ready sweet girl?”

Ness swallowed another whine as you felt Kaiser increase his pace again. Your focus was fading as Kaiser’s grip around your neck tightened.

“Are you our little cum dump?”

You pulled away from Ness panting, desperately trying to find your words.

“I said…” Kaiser hissed. “Are you our little cum dump?”

His pace was unbearable now as his other free hand came to slip between your legs and rubbing rough circles on your clit. A gasp fell from your lips as your hips bucked at the added sensation.

“M-Michael!”

“That’s not what I asked.”

You whined in response.

“Answer properly,” he growled as his hips snapped forward even harder. You gasped again feeling the tip of his cock kissing your cervix now. “I’m waiting.”

“I’m your little cum dump!”

The words tumbled out of your mouth before you could try to gather your senses. Kaiser chuckled before finally letting go of your throat. His hand moved to steady your body, gripping your hip now.

“Are you sorry for being such an insufferable brat this past week?”

“Y-yes sir!”

“Did I give you more attention than what you deserved?”

“Yes sir!”

“Fuck!” Kaiser groaned. “You’re fucking clenching… you fucking love this don’t you? Fucking slut.”

Your eyes rolled back as your cries of pleasure tumbled from your mouth. He was right… you did love this… being degraded… like dirt.

“Michael,” you managed to get out. “Please let me cum!”

“Cum for me dirty girl…”

His hand collided against your ass as his thrusts became erratic. A coil in your gut was wounding tighter. You were so close. Your bleary eyes looked up at Ness before he planted another rough kiss. You desperately kissed him back as your tongue shot into Ness’s mouth, the intimacy alone finally sending you over the edge as you felt pleasure over your body.

“Fuck baby,” Kaiser groaned as he rode out your high. His arms quickly moved to wrap around your waist to keep you steady as your body shuddered. He moaned your name a few more times before hissing as he released inside of you. “…that’s my girl.”

Kaiser motioned for Ness to move before gently laying you back on the couch. He leaned over you and smiled. “Good job,” he whispered before planting a kiss on your temple. “Need anything?”

You looked up at him with half-lidded eyes as a tired smile curled over your lips. “No…”

“Ness is going to get a bath started for you. I’m getting you some water,” he commented. “You sure you’re okay?”

You nodded. “When can we do this again?”

Kaiser smirked. “Time and place little mouse,” he teased. “I love playing cat and mouse with you. Now I’m going to get that water.”

You nodded before your eyes slipped shut.

[adobe-outdesign]

May i humbly request a Kougra review if it hasnt been done already?

(This is the last Neopet review request in the inbox right now! Send 'em if you got 'em.)

The Kougra is one of the those Neopets that's just a pretty straightforward interpretation of a real animal—in this case, a tiger. While the concept little by-the-numbers because of this, the design itself is able to add some unique elements. For example, the anatomy is kept fairly stocky and the stripes are kept to a minimum instead of evenly covering the entire body, which keeps it from looking overly busy. There are also some lighter markings around the muzzle, eyes, ears, and paws, and the ears in particular are huge and have a distinct notched look that gives them some much needed flavor. Overall, they're pretty visually striking.

Color-wise, the base colours use one primary color and a light cream for accents, which compliments the main color without overpowering it. The stripes are dark blue, which keeps the contrast high but adds some degree of color, and the yellow eyes match the cream accents.

Kougras remained mostly untouched through customization; the design's the same, the art quality is the same, and the pose is similar to what's used in their circle art. It is a shame to loose the old happy pose though, which wasn't anything complex but added a fun bit of movement with it being in mid-step.

Favorite Colours:

Grey: I already touched on this one in my grey review so I won't repeat myself too much, but the UC/styled grey Kougra is just adorable with its droopy ears and slouched expression. While the colors are mostly grey, the contrast is dulled slightly to emphasize the grey-ness and there's a few red accents in areas like the eyes. The converted version, while blander in terms of pose, does at least work as a good base colour; though I do wonder why the changed the color of the nose and muzzle.

Tyrannian: The Kougra, being a large cat, adapts really well to the prehistoric look. It gains sabre-tooth cat canines, of course, but it also changes its patterning to have slightly bolder and more ragged stripes, which is emphasized by things like the eye markings also being jagged. Some giant fangs and a few black markings on the ears complete the high-contrast look.

Candy: Obviously the Neopet with prominent stripes had to be a swirled lollipop, but the execution is really good. The texture on this thing is amazing and perfectly captures the look of hard candy, while the colorful stripes are super fun and work really well with the white base. Somewhat usually, it keeps the indication of the cream markings but doesn't actually change the color at any point.

BONUS: The Maraquan Kougra is one of those Maraquan pets that just adapts the pet to sea life instead of basing it off of a real-life animal. Things like giving it a tail instead of hind legs are standard, but the fins and the additional striping on them add some nice touches to the design, as does the addition of claws. Both versions are good; the UC/styled has more personality, though if I'm being honest I never quite got why it looks confused.

[fabseg-creator]

just wanted to give a cute crossover art request idea but understandable if you can’t do it !

Ondine from Miraculous Ladybug scuba diving underwater and petting the small Bull Shark Pup’s damaged scarred dorsal fin

aka the shark protagonist from the game Maneater as its friendly towards Ondine and keeps her safe underwater.

Tho sneakily Ondine be quite protective of the Bull Shark and adores it a lot

while Ladybug using her Aquabug abilities be curiously talking underwater while swimming by Ondine’s side

and compliments the Bull Shark’s unique colour patterns and overall friendly ness to Ondine and her equally but especially the shark’s unique ability able to survive in pool conditions water temperatures aswell with oceans and rivers.

While Ladybug be gently petting the Bull Shark’s snout.

Details: the ref images were to help show what I mean

and what Ondine wears while underwater and what Ladybug’s Aquabug ability looks like and even the Bull Shark’s ingame design.

Ondine would wear her swimsuit and what she usually has on

but has scuba oxygen tank on her back while breathing from the scuba regulator oxygen mouthpiece in her mouth.

and light grey red diving mask on her face and pair of black red diving flippers on her feet.

Cute Headcanons: Ondine would communicate by underwater hand sign or gestures to Ladybug while underwater as she is swimming around and scuba diving.

and this would take place in the swimming pool area water originally Ladybug thought the Bull Shark was danger and threat in the pool

but Ondine helped reassure it wasn’t and was friendly but made its home in the pool and she looks after it.

Tho the Bull Shark is known to sneakily swim out and find its way out the pool and go to different waters it feels like.

Anyways pls take care and sorry for wasting your time. 🦈🤿🫧

Your request/suggestion is interesting.

That was a hard work but I managed to draw a scene like that.

I wish you a nice day and a good vacation.

Bonus for you, some filter versions:

[agentem]

Marvel Television Ranking (Disney+ era)

Someone asked me which Marvel shows are worth watching and I made a whole post about it. I watched all of them so you don't have to!

You Should Watch:

WandaVision - This show suffers from Marvel's need to have a final CGI battle (the final episode is let down from the previous). But it's Marvel's best use of the TV format. The emotions of it are so strong and it is genuinely a watchable sitcom in places. And it makes you believe that young girl would fuck that robot in a way Infinity War didn't really do.

2. Loki Season One -- There are a few middle episodes that feel slow in this series, but overall this is probably the best one in terms of consistency. Also high concept, with a strong ensemble. Season Two is fine but would be in a lower tier.

3. Ms Marvel - It's a good stand alone show and Marvel does not seem to be backing down on Iman Vellani being central to the MCU going forward (even though the Marvels was poorly received). So you need to know Kamala and also you're welcome because she's adorable.

These Are Good Shows If You Have Time:

4. Hawkeye - It's not as good as the Fraction run in the comics it is based on and it starts a bit slow, but once Echo shows up it's fun. Plus it's a Christmas theme!

5. Avengers 97 - It was my jam as a kid. It's still my jam as an adult. Not really for children though. I am bummed I can't show it to my nephews (character death, genocide, oddly sexualized Magneto, the whole comics shebang).

6. Moon Knight - If you like hippo goddesses and watching Oscar Isaac act with himself, this is the show for you. So far this series has not connected to the wider MCU in any way. The stand-alone-ness of this series is both a strength and a weakness. You can just watch it! But if you are looking to advance the "overall" plot of the MCU then this could feel "pointless" to some. (I'd argue the hippo is the point.)

These Shows Have Issues

7. She Hulk: Attorney at Law: Dudebros on the internet will make you think this is the worst thing Marvel has ever done and that is not the case. But it is hit or miss, and the comedy is women-centric. I actually prefer the more comedic sitcom moments (like the episode in the yurt). You also have to be able to watch bad CGI a lot; it's like they didn't have time to finish it which is probably what really happened. I grew up in the 90s so I have no problem with wonky CGI.

8. The Falcon and the Winter Soldier - I really wanted to like this because Red, White and Black was one of those comics that you read and thought, "of course. This is what would've happened." But mostly it's a let down. Plot points were changed due to the pandemic and it is... noticeable. Anyway, Carl Lumbly is great and if you just want to watch his scenes, then I wouldn't judge you.

9. What If...? I like this one but it feels super skippable. It's like the thing for people who want more Marvel all the time when the culture is dealing with Marvel overload. (Yes, I watched all of it.) I do want to see Jeffrey Wright in live action soon though.

Just NO.

10. Echo -- Very sad to say this because I think the impulse to give Alaqua Cox (she is a disabled, indigenous actress who had never been on TV before) more to do after her debut in Hawkeye was a generous one. But this wasn't thought out enough as it needed to be.

11. Secret Invasion -- It hurts me that this was bad. Luckily Samuel L. Jackson is a pro at being good in bad projects. Simply watching Olivia Coleman's scenes on YouTube would be more satisfying than the show.

[allycat75]

What is bothering me about "Red One".

Terrible movies are about as common as the lies our former president spews from his cracked and diseased face, so why is this one so different? I think when you start looking at something, you start seeing things you can't unsee. Kind of like when Brad Pitt decides to make a movie about the two women who helped bring down Harvey Weinstein, even though Mr. Pitt not only knew for years what he did after confronting him in the early 90s for harassing his girlfriend, ran straight toward him to produce his movies even though his wife at the time was traumatized and requested he not do it. But that is a rant for another day.

Overall, this movie just doesn't seem warm and Christmas-y. I almost feel forced to participate and enjoy it.

The Rock is a flim flam man, as many are in Hollywood, but the fissures are starting to show in his "nice guy" image. He is vulnerable to his fragile male ego and can't admit a failure, which only makes it worse. He created a real life villian of himself with the whole Black Atom/DC controversy that is so convoluted, the only thing I know is that if a woman had attempted these hijinks she'd be branded a hysterical, compulsive liar who should not insert herself in matters that don't concern her.

The marketing for this movie has already started with a lie- that it has tested "through the roof". Just the irony of being dishonst about a Christmas movie- maybe because they know this is already a big steaming lump of coal.

Here, the Rock's describes this gem of a movie:

Or I can just watch any of those movies individually and get sick of Dwayne Johnson playing the same character over and over in every movie, and enjoy Harry Potter and It's a Wonderful Life on their own. Truthfully, is that meant to sound good? (He also referred to it as a "joy bomb", and like most things he says I can only believe about half of it).

You know what also doesn't sound warm and Chrismas-y? This:

The film has been described as "a globe-trotting, four-quadrant action-adventure comedy, imagining a whole new universe to explore within the holiday genre." If you're wondering, "four-quadrant" refers to the four major demographics Hollywood is always looking to win over — males, females, people under 25, and people over 25. And Amazon evidently feels "Red One" will appeal to all four quadrants.

Yeah, let me take my four-quadrant family on opening weekend! So welcoming.

Also, both leads are over paid and need a hit as they have had some major, I mean major, debacles to overcome. And it is not great being known as profit poison at a time when there is much more scrutiny of the bottom line. I can sense the desperation of this cash grab oozing off of them.

Interestingly, only a few years ago CE was named one of the best bang for your buck actors. Now he can barely get work and no longer has an audience (he alienated his fans and the general public either doesn't know him, doesn't care, or thinks he is hella creepy). But he has said he wants to quit and smoke pot all day, so maybe Hollywood will call his bluff this time. Besides, I doubt they were able to get the best performance out of him, considering his life was beginning its implosion while filming, even if he might not have known the full extent of the eventual destruction at the time. The mindset he displayed wasn't conducive to authenticity and Christmas-y-ness.

Ok, I know we all want original content, but maybe I should have been more specific and added that it needs to be sincere, too. I hear nothing sincere when someone tries to describe "Red One". It doesn't help that this is home grown from 7 Bucks, Dwayne Johnson's production company. They probably looked at the material in an echo chamber and lost perspective. And as we have seen, The Rock isn't know for his humble acceptance of criticism. The following official description sounds like a nerd wanting to show up all the popular kids who made fun of him in high school ("See, I wrote a Hollywood script that is now a movie. Bet you wish you went to the prom with we now, Courtney!"):

Red One is a fire-breathing Christmas action movie that completely reinvents the holiday genre. […] Red One is a really fun original action film for both Johnson and Evans, and it’s a world building piece of IP which lends itself to potential sequels set around different holidays

Boy someone thinks highly of themselves! Already on the make to ruin other holidays. I saw somewhere they claimed this could be a franchise comparable to the "Lord of the Rings". Whoa, Nelly. Pump the breaks on that male privlege. You are embarrassing yourself!

It's this need for empire building, I believe, is what will crush "Red One". This forced joy, what many of us feel at this time of year, has takes away the true spirit and fun of the holiday season.

Well, we know CE can ruin Valentine's Day, Halloween and Thanksgiving. Looks like he is well on his way to doing the same for Christmas.

This has about 7 more months to play out and maybe I am wrong, but right now it just leaves a bad taste in my mouth, like egg nog left out from last Christmas. So, I think the two leads better get their measurements in now for the suits they will be wearing at the 2025 Razzie Awards. Here are some ideas for their rapist-supporting stylist:

PS- And, by the way, what the fuck is with the name- "Red One"? Sounds like a horror film about an itchy rash that will destroy the world. The Rock is the only one that can save us, but decides there is too much division right now and isn't going to support the President, played by a sad, hollow Chris Evans.

[cyberfunsupporter]

ranking the red velvet album covers, be warned this’ll be long

halfway through tumblr deleted my draft so um…

1-3 🏆

28 reasons very visually pleasing. the red and the black go so well together and the mirror showing seulgi is just creative genius. absolute fav, i could stare at it forever to be honest. not to mention it perfectly reflects the album’s contents which is a huge bonus for me

the red summer i have a huge soft spot for covers with a lot going on actually. the cover’s fun, very summer and even with vibrant colors that would normally clash in the real world, it’s somehow satisfying. i love all of the details too and the way the members are positioned on the cover. so fun

rbb the positioning of the members + the teeth is just fun to see. it’s definitely different from a lot of their other covers which makes it more interesting for me as well. i also just really like their outfits, especially yeri’s

4-6 🏅

chill kill what’s funny to me about this one is the fact it’s photoshopped like omg they couldn’t even get an ot5 pic wow. but i like the overall vibe of it a lot and it’s a drastic change from red velvet’s typical colorful covers, which also makes this one stand out to me. i also am just a huge fan of this album anyway and think the feeling of it was perfectly executed which obviously extends to the cover since that plays a huge role in the concept anyway

perfect velvet okay actually this used to my favorite album, cover, concept, etc… it’s definitely their prettiest & most visually interesting, but i’ve grown. it’s still really cool and my fav part is the incorporation of the title but i don’t think it’s their absolute best cover regardless of its quality and general appeal LOL. it’s been a bit overdone i think? still a huge fav tho

the red it’s iconic and very pretty. honestly i don’t have much to say because it’s just that good. it really pops. eye candy for me

reve festival is actually not in order of how i’d rank the covers because i have a more pressing criticism regarding the overall trilogy’s design

they’re all meant to be connected, yet finale is randomly like. SO different. it doesn’t even have a rollercoaster that connects through it the way day 1 and day 2 have… sm paid for a cover to be made and couldn’t scrounge up a couple more pennies for a damn rollercoaster 😭 i just hate that disconnect so much because they’re literally MEANT TO GO TOGETHER and they already did that for 2/3 of the albums so idk why finale’s suddenly different. ugh

anyway, onto the actual ranking:

finale it’s the most creative and very cute. i love the house details w the velvets inside + one trapped under the house, as well as the surroundings. typically not a fan of green but this shade is pleasing to my eyes

day 2 the purple is very beautiful especially when combined with the red of the rollercoaster. the “events” on the cover are also really cutely designed and it def appeals to me a lot

day 1 my main complaint is the yellow. i hate the color yellow and this shade in particular is offensive to my eyes. i like the rest of the cover though which is a shame… but that’s why it’s so high for me; everything BUT the background color is great. it’s fun

10-12 🎖️

rookie it’s very eye catching, the blue is wonderful and the positioning of the titles as well as the members is creative and i like it a lot. also having seulgi in the middle is another part i enjoy, simply because she has an interesting pose and i feel like it tells you a lot about the album’s sound

bloom what annoys me is the fact the title seems to be off center? but i like the overall feel of the cover and the doodles are really cute

sappy it’s cute and charming, their styling is unique and i love the colors!!! it does kind of bother me that wendy, irene, and yeri have similar hair colors and then joy and seulgi don’t but it’s just a minor thing. i do love their hair colors it’s just the inconsistency/out of nowhere-ness that can grate me a little bit. but overall very fun and cute

13-15 🎖️

the velvet well this one is just pretty. idk why yeri’s blurred out though 💀

feel my rhythm i like the logo being in the clouds. cute, fun, very springtime, good colors

power up love a good ot5 focused cover. the background is a bit boring but i don’t really care because the velvets make it interesting

16-18 🎖️

the perfect red velvet one of my fav covers however i can recognize it’s not as visually interesting as a lot of red velvet’s covers. i love the fact it looks like a movie poster though so it’s definitely very special to me

birthday UNDERRATED. IDGAF. the pink is perfect, the design is engaging and vibrant… the logo is unique…. very solid cover

ice cream cake see i’m fond of this because it represents when red velvet really began & became 5. however the bg doodles are a bit too pale which makes the cover seem kinda bland otherwise. the drawing of all 5 members is pretty though so

19-21 🎖️

happiness once again i’m very fond of a slightly overwhelming and very colorful cover. the editing is kooky which i enjoy although many people don’t like it, it just radiates 2014 and i just luv what red velvet did with what they had in that time period. it’s so fun!!

queendom i like this cover and the colors are nice but i also think some of the concept photos for this could’ve been better suited to be the cover. i do like that it looks like they’re all just kinda hanging out tho

hello the background is just a boring white but joy’s pose combined with her outfit really makes it pop to me. like my eyes are consistently drawn to it because of that

22-24 🎖️

be natural i like the pose and the monochrome, and the logo is really cool to me and def unique… a yeri-less rbb kinda. the white at the top cutting off the photo can be bothersome though

monster well the colors are just too boring for me but everything else is nice. the pose is good, the feeling radiating off of irene and seulgi is special, etc

wish you hell this one’s nice because it really feels like wendy. the helmet and the tag on the side are sooo cute. however in comparison to other covers it is a bit on the blander side which is why it’s so low, but i really like it!!!!

25-27 🎖️

russian roulette this one is definitely boring since it’s just the logo but i like the logo + combo of colors enough for it to outrank the next couple covers LOLLL. the title going through the heart as an arrow is just so cutesy

cosmic the album’s so vibrant and dreamy yet this cover represents none of that. i don’t get that feeling from this photo at all, not to mention the logo’s just slapped on there. i love the mysterious hotel concept but it was poorly executed which is why the cover falls flat for me despite it utilizing one of my fav parts of the concept… and tbh idk why they didn’t do something more similar to midsommar promo or at least something dreamy like that. just feels weird and a bit disappointing. they’re beautiful though

cookie jar boring & washed out… i love their stylings though which makes me feel better about it. the cover also does actually look like a cookie tin which is charming

… 28 👎

like water i loveee wendy i really do. her voice is angelic, she’s beautiful… but this cover is so boring. boring colors, no pose, not even a title or anything particularly special to make up for it. just wendy standing and a W slapped on there. not to mention the album just is completely not wendy’s vibe or vision so the whole album is just not very entertaining for me. it makes me sad that sm tried to force her into doing ballads forever 😭… so idk i just don’t feel very much for this cover nor the album. i’m so sorry wendy. u are so loved but they did u so dirty w your debut album…

[britesparc]

Weekend Top Ten #638

Top Ten Superman Costumes in Film and TV

Okay, so the reveal of David Corenswet’s super-suit from James Gunn’s Superman was a couple of weeks ago now, but I still wanted to talk about it. Because it generated a lot of interest on the ol’ interwebs, for a bunch of reasons. I mean, any talk about Superman nowadays is going to get the Snyder cultists frothing at the mouth, but there was a lot to discuss genuinely about the picture, and what it might mean for Gunn’s take on the character.

It got me thinking, because obviously at this point there have been quite a few cinematic interpretations of the Man of Steel (including in Man of Steel). For a character who has an incredibly iconic look, one that literally defined what “superhero” looks like, and who’s been around in broadly the same outfit for the better part of ninety years, the various changes and nuances to the costume can tell us a lot. Yes, it’s quite a dramatic decision if we give him the red trunks or not; but even stuff like the size and position of the S on his chest can speak volumes.

And so, with no further ado, I’m going to jump (in a single bound) right into my list. Because I’m going to rank my favourite Superman looks, not from the comics, but from the various adaptations that have popped up over the decades. And I don’t want to say too much more before we go in, because I’m going to leave that to the comments.

Up, up, and away!

The Brandon Routh (Superman Returns, 2006): I think the shade of red is a touch too dark, and the S looks a tiny bit small; other than that, this nails it, and in a way that just looks great on camera. Whatever material the suit is made from, it’s bright, it feels thick and pleasant, it looks great stretched across Routh’s chest. The leather-look to the boots and cape is great; there’s a weight and heft to it that feels like a real suit and not just a fancy dress costume. And I love the embossed S; it gives texture and depth to the thing. So, yes, some minor nitpicks, but I think on balance this gets more things right than anything else.

The Christopher Reeve (Superman, 1978): in many ways the definitive look, and I’m sure some will be shocked it’s not number one. But I think the thinness of the suit itself, and the high-waisted-ness of the trunks, leans a bit too heavily to the circus strongman appearance of yesteryear. The screenprint design of the S on the chest is a touch too, I dunno, “cosplay”. And I prefer a longer cape. Plus, maybe the shades of red and blue are a bit too light? But, let’s be honest, these are ridiculously minor nitpicks. It’s nigh-on perfect.

The Flashback (Superman & Lois, 2021): echoing the early years of the comic and the Max Fleischer animations of the 1940s, the suit we see Tyler Hoechlin wearing during flashbacks in the Superman & Lois is just incredible (and better than his “real” suit!). The shades of blue and red, the length of the cape, the trunks; all perfect. The way the S is slightly raised but not fully embossed is brilliant, and almost feels a touch homemade for Superman’s first attempt at a super-suit. But I think for a regular, “definitive” suit, you can’t really have a black S-shield. It looks amazing here, in flashback, but I don’t think I’d want it to be the norm. Other than that, though, this is exactly what I want Superman to look like on screen.

The David Corenswet (Superman, 2025): my preference is for pretty simple fabric; the smooth, fitted looks of the previous three suits. This is textured, quite thick. Also, if I’m honest, I’m not super-keen on a high neck. But the overall look of this – the style and size of the S, the fit of the cape, the boots, the trunks – is pretty great, and I’m happy with the shade. This is actually a very good interpretation of the “New 52” Superman suit, right down to the engraved patterns. Plus, I just like the fact that it looks kinda lived-in; like a “real” suit, not just something that only makes sense in a movie.

The Tyler Hoechlin (Superman & Lois, 2021): Hoechlin’s actually worn a couple of suits in his time in the Arrowverse, but this regular suit is best. Yeah, okay, no trunks, but otherwise the overall look of the S and the colours and the cut of the cape… it’s all top notch. I can forgive texturing in a modern suit, but I’m not so keen on the shading that seems designed to accentuate Hoechlin’s own musculature; this always reminds me of little kids’ cosplay costumes and their painted-on muscles. The dude’s hench enough, he don’t need it!

The Kingdom Come (The Arrowverse/Batwoman, 2019): we’re onto another “special” outfit here. This one is incredible, and if it weren’t for one or two specific details, it’d be perfect. In the Crisis on Infinite Earths crossover, we meet an alternate version of Superman, again played by Brandon Routh, who’s wearing what amounts to a live-action version of the Kingdom Come suit. The red is a bit darker than usual, but the big deal is the black logo. The whole style of it, the look of the fabric, the design of the S; it’s incredible. But, y’know, it feels very specific, not an everyday thing.

The Dean Cain (Lois & Clark: The New Adventures of Superman, 1993): when I was growing up, this was what Superman looked like; how I saw him, week in, week out. Looking back now, there’s a thinness and a perceived cheapness to the fabric; if someone was wearing this exact outfit at a Comic Con you wouldn’t be surprised. Also, there’s something a bit off about the trunks; they’re more like briefs, if that makes sense. Almost looks like he’s wearing a codpiece. Plus, y’know. Dean Cain. Yeesh.

The Nicolas Cage (The Flash, 2023): the inclusion of Cage in the bizarre multiversal merry-go-round that climaxes The Flash was, I have to say, inspired; the story of his beleaguered and abandoned Superman film is legendary. So to finally see him, mullet and all, was a joy. The suit is pretty good, although (and here it appears to be very closely referencing historic images of the suit they were going to use in the 1990s) it has a “muscle suit” look reminiscent of the Batman suits in the Burton/Schumacher movies, and the colours have an almost metallic tinge. But, y’know, it’s blue and red and recognisably Superman.

The Henry Cavill (Man of Steel, 2014): I’ve never been keen on this. We’re back to an incredibly textured, patterned look; but the shades are all off here. It’s almost like a grey-green and not a bright blue. Plus the cape is far too long. The biggest issue is the weird swirling embossed lines that highlight his sleeves and seem to serve as a sort-of belt in lieu of trunks. I liked Cavill as Supes, but I’ve never liked his suit.

The Zack Snyder (Zack Snyder’s Justice League, 2021): it’s black. It’s shit. This is the film, remember, in which Superman is involved with chopping off a guy’s head and throwing it through a portal at the guy’s boss, as a warning. Ergo, it’s not Superman, and it’s not a Superman suit. Bye!

[blueboxphenomenon]

Australia's Cryptids The Monks Are Keeping You Safe From

Down-under, there have been as many paranormal events as anywhere else. Over the years many strange things have happened there. Ned Kelly himself once spoke of strange creatures in the bush. There have also been multiple UFO sightings.

The trust territories are patrolled by the RAF, whose reports are entirely credible. A famous cryptid of the region is the yowie. Like bigfoot, it is a large hairy hominid. Kadnook is especially notorious.

A hunded or so sightings of strange lights and weird beasts have come out of there. Bunyips are one of the ones to really look out for. Of its favourite habitats is the swamp. Usually it is described as a large black seal-like animal. The Aboriginal mythology however refers more to a devil or evil spirit.

Macfarlane's interpretation of the beast is most well known, but one should refer to the Aboriginal mythology on this matter. Overall, it is universally regarded as an aquatic creature. Nowadays, the foremost cryptid of Australia is the Australian Tiger. Knowing this species is extinct makes sightings of it alive in the modern era a cryptid by the true definition of cryptozoology. Still many scientists refuse to act upon Australian Tiger sightings, so this species may be doomed to true extinction if it really is out there.

I for one believe it is. The drop-bear should not be considered a cryptid.

It is actually a joke played on tourists. So if an Australian warns you about drop-bears, remember they're just referring to the harmless koala.

Most UFO stories and cryptid sightings can be written off as drunken tales. Eureka Stockade might be a good place to search for blue box sightings. Many historical events such as this tend to attract it. Otherwise the mythology of Australia is quite unique. Read all about it. You wont regret it.

Considering how wonderful the monks are and how well they protect us, you can rest assured you will be safe exploring the outback. Really, it would be highly unlikely that an alien creature would bring you harm. I am sure any threats to human life have been dealt with by them. Melbourne's many statues of the monks are a testament to this. Everyone enjoys a life of freedom thanks to the monks.

Whether you believe in UFOs and cryptids or not, sometimes strange things do happen. It is good to ask questions, as only then can the monks guide us. Little by little, we will learn. Learn the monk's truth.

Kilwa Sultanate coins have been found in Australia. It is interesting that they should appear there as they have come all the way from East Africa. Lake Mungo, a possible home of the bunyip, is where the oldest human remains in Australia were excavated. Like, totally rad!

Unknown lights in the sky are much more interesting than cryptids, however.

Well, some reports anyway. Entirely too many of them are made up.

Koalas may be the true identity of the drop bear, but what about Burrunjor? Now unreported for 40 years, it is believed to be extinct even by cryptid standards. Often called “old three toes”, this reptilian cryptid is thoughts to be a survivor of the Cretaceous period. Will more dinosaurs show up in Australia?

The outback vampire, yara-ma-yha-who, is a sort of red goblin. He has a large head and no teeth. Even without teeth, it manages to drain its victim's blood due to vampirit suckers on its fingers. You better hope you never meet this red frog-man!

All rivers have their monsters. Really, it's not just Loch Ness! Even Hawkesbury has its lake monster.

Lake Hawkesbury is home to a plesiosaur-like monster. It was discovered in the 1800s. And it was referred to as the Moolyewonk. Ready to visit Australia yet? So many mysterious creatures to see!

[treasurehuntergem]

On this dressing for your body and essence journey, winter has been my first full season of experimenting, learning, lightbulb moments, Weebey gifs, answers that lead to more questions, spectacular failures (let us not speak of that Banana Republic haul), and gathering as much visual data to note the common threads and ultimately get me closer to trusting my instincts.

Huge shout-out to @mythirdhouselife who has been a joy to bounce ideas off of, cackle with, exchange objective looks at what works and what doesn’t, shake heads at the swagless in the chaotic forums, make pop culture and straight up cultural analysis breakthroughs with, and most importantly helped keep things FUN. I feel sorry for people embarking on this journey without a friend who loves a deep dive as much as you do while always keeping in check the insidious perspectives of what others think you’re “supposed” to do based on any given arbitrary patriarchal norm.

Starting with Kibbe gave me a crucial understanding of my body’s lines and a firm starting point. Kitchener helped me really look at faces and see essences that may not have been reflected on the body. McJimsey was the smug Oprah gif that basically said I told your monkey ass from the beginning this is how to look at it. Or as Rob puts it, men need to stay out of women’s business. Anyhoo, my lines and essence blends are Natural, Ethereal, and Gamine (FG if you’re nasty). Gamine is the structural foundation of my look - I can’t go all the way Natural or I look like Mayor Lightfoot (I SAID we don’t talk about that Banana Republic haul). I can’t go all the way Ethereal or I actually lose the glow it gives me. So while I think of my blends as telling an overall dreamy narrative evocative of birds, butterflies, sunrise, sunset, oceans, and treasure…the Gamine provides the juxtaposition that keeps things uniquely ME, the color-blocking that keeps things from getting too nebulous and watercolor-y, and the straightness and tapered-ness to keep me from getting lost in billowing fabrics and maintain my playfully blunt sharpness.

Here is a DEEP AF DIVE on some style lessons l learned about myself this winter along with looks that show my best style foundations and elements.

Excuse The Purge happening in the background. This is one of my favorite looks and the Flamboyant Gamine JUMPED out here with the help of my red-loving Aries Rising. Juxtaposition (box tucked slightly relaxed striped top and form-fitting straight skirt with a subtle pattern). Red tights sandwiched between the line break of the skirt and patterned red boots. The Natural peeked in via the jewelry and a boatneck on the top, emphasizing the sloped broadness of my shoulders in a flattering way.

This was me playing around with blazers before Rob helped me realize my yang (angles vs curves) is more blunt than sharp. Blazers are sharp af. This helped me understand why I’ve always intuitively felt lackluster about them. The blazer in this pic is about 7-8 years and 2 sizes ago. But even though I was a functionally busted can of biscuits in this due to not being able to close it, I really liked how this looked. I had 3 other even older blazers that I only used for job interviews in navy, black, and charcoal. In my style experiments, they never curled all the way over the way this one did for me. I think it’s because this look put a lighter blazer over a darker top and the others were the opposite. I can’t have anything too dark for a denser outer layer because that’s too heavy for my Ethereal essence. Ethereal essence wants light and airy (kinda like busted cans of biscuits). Relatedly, I recently tried a red plaid blazer - it hit on all FG checkpoints (sharp yang, bold color, geometric print), so I was confused about why it wasn’t working. That’s when I realized a foundational blends principle for me: I can’t do the FG small/geometric/Yang patterns. My Natural essence takes over when it comes to print and pattern mixing. This is why you’ve got to keep an open mind to your BLENDS and not be a Kibbe Kunt (the kultish followers who say you can only be one category and that’s it). Back to this look - we’ve got a more Natural color palette here but with FG color-blocking emphasized by a sunshine yellow. More FG with the combat boots - and as an aside, adding combat and Oxford style boots to my wardrobe for the first time ever has been one of my best moves ever. They really added a ‘PERIODT’ to my looks this winter. I should have done a regular tuck instead of box tuck here because there’s not enough juxtaposition between the shirt and pants to make it work (both slim fit).

Sweaters have been an emotional rollercoaster; no Vivian. I figured out that the higher the percentage of natural fibers (cotton, wool) in a sweater, the higher the chance of it looking like a shapeless blob on me. I took a chance on ordering this color-blocked (FG again says “Hello!”) near-cropped sweater from Target, praying it wouldn’t be too bulky. Paired with color-blocked slim-straight jeans (Gamine juxtaposition jazz hands), and my beloved combat boots? Loved how this look turned out. I also noted the Natural color palette - who knew playing with neutrals could be so fun? Not me, not me. Check my ‘January in Color’ post for some iridescent Ethereal entering the chat via the jewelry for this outfit.

This look was a sleeper hit that had me shook because I was just throwing stuff on to see how they fit. I’m always reluctant to wear these pants even though they’re SO comfortable and the fabric is such nice quality because I’m afraid they look too big on me. But when I pair it with a slim top, this is where my Natural essence glows. Natural palette, wax (“ethnic”) print, pants relaxed at the waist. But my Gamine’s shiny suit is always dancing in the videos which you can see from the tapered bottom of the pants, the straightness of the pattern on the pants, and the juxtaposition of a slim-fit top. I’ve been trying to find more pants like these to no avail so far. Jade, lemme hold some more pants Fam.

Whew, this?? One of my favorite looks. I like to think of this look as me letting my Mars-ruled red and black flag fly (I have significant placements in both Aries and Scorpio). Alternatively, I’m dressed as my visual interpretation of ‘All Up In Your Mind’, which I was obsessed with at that time. I’ll note that as an Autumn in coloring, I really haven’t worn black at ALL in many years. I actively avoided it from clothes to shoes to accessories. Incorporating it into my looks this winter has been surprisingly pleasing, balanced with a warmer or bolder color here, or a regal gold flash there. We’ve got an FG base with the red skirt from Pic #1 rolled up for some miniskirt energy. Ethereal as above, so below with a sheer black top (the sheerness removing the heaviness from the black) and celestial patterned tights. By the way, patterned tights are right behind combat boots as Most Valuable Purchases by me this winter - a quick scroll through my Tumblr will net you some fantastic patterned tights eye candy. Finally, the combat boots gave the look a firm FG anchor.

My winter style takeaways: Out with the bulky sweaters and flimsy tees. Out with button-downs unless they’re ethereal utility or chambray/denim. Out with sharper yang like dark blazers and small geometric prints. In with broader tartans and larger abstract patterns. In with slim, straight, and slightly relaxed structure. In with the solids - reds, blacks, yellows, golds. In with mixed prints and color-blocking neutrals. In with a box tucked relaxed top and slim bottom or a slim top with relaxed but structured bottom. In with ethereal draping of maxi skirts and headwraps that draw your eyes up and then back down. In with what has become a signature look of patterned tights with combat or oxford-style boots.

Thank you, Winter, for allowing me to clear out what was dead, stale, stagnant to make room for what is colorful, fresh, and intuitive. For what is me.

[braveclementine]

Chapter 1

Warnings: None.

Copyright: I do not own any Marvel characters or locations. However, I do own my OCs: Elizabeth Silvertongue and Clementine Greenleaf. I also own Clementines' brother Donavan. The following OCs are owned by other Wattpad writers as this is a collaboration project. Their OCs are on the face claim page. I do not condone any copying of this.

"So this is it." Clementine stated, standing outside of the brick building that was the New York University college dorm. She looked like she was cringing and to be fair, she probably was from the amount of people that were walking past us on the sidewalk. 

"Yep." I replied, just as enthusiastically as her, which is the say- not at all. 

"Let's get this over with." Clementine sighed, hoisting her backpack back onto her shoulders, dragging her wheeled suitcase behind her. I followed suit into the building. 

In the foyer was a long line of students, waiting to find out what their dorm room number was, standing in circle clusters, chatting with each other. 

"Yippee." Clementine muttered under her breath, checking the time on her silver watch, which was glistening from the chandelier which hung above our heads. 

"Let's look on the bright side." I tried. 

"We're in New York. There is no bright side." Clementine snarked. 

Neither of us were city girls. We both preferred the quiet, clean suburbs. We were like minded in our opinion of the city: To many people, it smelled terrible, to noisy, to expensive, and overall, a mess. So far, we had not been disappointed in our list of negative attributes. 

"We could shoot for optimism." I said, the faintest beginnings of a smile sitting on my face. 

"Or sit in the comfort of pessimism." Clementine said, sighing loudly as she looked around. 

We were near identical, though not related at all. We both had long brown hair, that was way past our butts. She usually kept her down however, either curled or straightened where I preferred wearing mine in either a high ponytail or a tight bun. 

Our style was also a little more different. I contented to wearing the same pair of blue jeans in the winter, the same pair of black shorts in the summer. Always matched with a v-neck shirt made of polyester in either the colour of hot pink, dark cherry red, or olive green. Occasionally changing out for a skirt and nice lace shirt on a date. 

Meanwhile, Clementine almost always looked like she was dressing like Caroline or Katherine from Vampire diaries with heels and sundresses with jean jackets. She was also a shade darker than me, with doe eyes and a fairer face. Skinnier at my goal of 110 lbs whereas I always sat around 127 lbs. 

Basically, take what you wished you looked like, give her every attribute that you wished you had yourself, and make her your best friend. That's what Clementine is to me. 

"In all seriousness." Clementine sighed. "We are within walking distance of Mercer playground and Washington square park. I suppose we'll have some semblance of country-ish-ness here, if the pictures are to be taken at face value. But, no doubt we will be disappointed when we visit in person." 

I couldn't help but smile at that, looking around the lobby once more. I wish there was more personality in it, but besides the purple flag with the bobcat on it with black lettering that said 'NYU', it wasn't much different than the college lobby. 

We moved up the line slowly, passing the time mostly by tapping our feet against the tile and bashing the city. When we finally reached the counter, the woman at the front was snippy, acting as though we should already know where everything was. 

Behind us, a conversation was taking place between a group of girls, talking about how much they wished the dorms included boys as well. 

"It's sexist, that's what it is." One of them said, checking her nails, before twirling a finger around her pink laced dreads. "We should be allowed to have community dorms." 

"Communal." Clementine immediately tossed over her shoulder while the lady at the front desk explained that our dorm was on the third floor, down the left hallway. I thanked her, taking our stuff from her hand, before grabbing Clementine by the arm, dragging her away before she could say anything else. 

If you could have a spirit animal, mine was Clementine. We had the same thoughts, but she was more verbal with mine. I hated confrontation and would never be able to speak to strangers the way she would've, had I let her stay there. 

"What are you dragging me away for?" Clementine grunted, the two of us avoiding the crowded elevators, opting for the stairs instead. "She didn't even know that it's communal dorms, not community, and who would be stupid enough to let boys and girls exist in the same room? What if there was a bad guy in the mix? We could be raped or sexually-" 

"Clem." I groaned, heaving my suitcase up another flight of stairs. "I know okay. City people don't think the way we do." 

"We should've gone to Miami." Clementine muttered under her breath, not for the first nor the last time.

"Except at Miami we had to pay 30k and here, we're free riding." You sighed, opening the door to the third floor. 

 "Yeah, yeah." Clem huffed, following you through as you checked the numbers on the dorms walls. "Why couldn't it have been Kansas? Or Idaho?" 

"I feel like we should just be thankful it's not Chicago." I quipped. "Or Los Angeles." 

"Well it might not be murder capital." Clementine continued to grumble under her breath, "But New York is still very murdery." 

"Well, considering neither of us plan on leaving the campus, we'll be safest people in the world." I said, shouldering open our dorm room, pausing as we stepped foot inside, the door swinging shut behind us. 

Clementine's jaw ticked as she tried to find something negative to say and finally sighed. "It's not bad." 

I grinned. "No, no it is not." 

ꨄ︎

We finally settled into the dorms, having chosen our separate rooms. We were lucky that we were able to stay together because I'm not sure either of us could've survived, had we not gotten dorms together. I could only imagine Clementines' poor roommate having to endure the conversation of whether they believed 9/11 was an inside job and why they were completely stupid not to believe so. 

"We have classes tomorrow, we should get some sleep." Clementine sighed, standing from where we'd been eating in the kitchen. It was much more difficult than either of us had imagined, for there was only a microwave and a refrigerator, so nothing to cook on. It had left us at a loss, for we had been planning on a homecooked meal and instead, headed down to the mess hall to grab something to eat. 

The entire time, Clementine had grumbled about the sourcing of the food, how it probably wasn't organic, and that the Government had probably injected it with some sort of poison so that everyone would have some disease in the future or make women infertile so as not to produce the next generation. 

Needless to say, it was very hard to eat. 

"Speak for yourself, my first class is at ten-thirty in the morning." I smirked, not looking up from where I was watching Youtube on my laptop computer. "As I was smart enough not to book early classes." 

"Liar, we didn't get to choose our class times." Clementine said, tossing her carboard bowl into the trash, most of the food still in it. 

"Are you planning on starving yourself?" I asked, scraping the last bits of food from my own bowl, popping it into my mouth. 

"Only till I find a proper place to eat around here." Clementine responded, heading out of the room. "Goodnight 'Liza." 

"Night Clem." I sighed, tossing my own trash into the can. I heard her dorm door close and I sighed, looking around the rest of the dorm. The kitchen was tiny, the living room small. The dorm rooms were large enough for a single bed and a desk, each item on either side of the room. 

I sighed, clicking off of the penguinz0 video I was watching, closing my laptop. Despite the new move- even if it was to the city- and the idea of starting a new life. . . it felt a little melancholy, lonely almost.

"I guess the books aren't always true." I sighed out loud to myself as I stood up, sliding the laptop into its black case. 

I headed into my dorm, dressing into pajamas while simultaneously laying out my outfit for the next day. I decided on- surprise, surprise- a pair of black jean shorts and a v-neck red shirt. 

I checked to make sure I had my schedule, placing it on top of my books, before turning out the lights and sliding into the bed. I smiled at the familiar warmth of my own blankets, tucking it up under my legs, before slowly falling asleep to the sounds of cars honking and people shouting on the streets outside.

Note: Can you tell I've never lived in a college dorm?

[kylekozmikdeluxo]

"Good morning, young master, it's 1882..."

The early years of Paul McCartney's post-Beatles group Wings have been on my mind for the past few weeks, even before the untimely passing of the one Wings member who stuck with Paul and the late Linda McCartney through thick and thin: Denny Laine.

15 years ago... Early 2008...

By March, I was scalp-deep in the solo output of McCartney. I had already went through a Beatle-obsessive phase, now I was onto Paul's stuff. His first two albums and such, the first couple of Wings album, just endlessly fascinated by a lot of it...

One day, I had come across a bootleg of a song called... '1882'...

It was in its home demo form, taped sometime in mid-to-late 1970. Presumably a little after the release of MCCARTNEY... The song, in any form, wouldn't see an official release until 2018...

... and this one fascinated me the *most* out of the unreleased material.

1882 would later be turned into a dreary near 7-minute epic in the studio in 1972, and a similar take was played live throughout the Wings Over Europe tour that took place from July to August of that year. At several points, a live recording from Berlin was to be used on Wings' second album - and Paul's fourth overall - RED ROSE SPEEDWAY, which was released in April 1973 after being cut from a double-LP to a single-disc.

Anyways, where was I? Winter 2008... January-March, precisely... Life was rough. I don't want to get too into it, but my brain was in a very low place... It was small special interests like these that got me through such miserable days, and probably made worse by the bitter winter conditions. New England isn't particularly nice during this time of year, you get some truly bitter days mixed with some inexplicable near-summerish ones. Something something Mark Twain-

And when I heard 1882 for the first time... I felt like, for a moment, after so much going on... It's like I woke up in 1882... Like the opening lyrics of the song... I had such a vivid picture of waking up in a vintage old house in the woods.

At the time, I frequently saw my father on the weekends, when he was living in a city. His house, that he got from his parents, was largely not updated since around the early 1980s I want to say? It still had wood-paneled walls, green shag carpet, '70s wallpaper on a vintage stairwell, and the room I slept in... I might as well have stepped into a bedroom from the 1960s. Like how Thomasin McKenzie's lead character, when she stays in that apartment, in LAST NIGHT IN SOHO.

I honestly miss that house sometimes.

But that all just rammed home the vintage-ness of the song, especially in its home demo form. It sounds like Paul recorded it on his Scottish farm, a bucolic and remote setting far off from Liverpool and London. For sure. I feel that sleepy farm life, a post-Beatles wind-down and restart, is captured so beautifully on MCCARTNEY, RAM, and WILD LIFE, and there's some of it left on RED ROSE SPEEDWAY. (It also helps that two songs on that album are RAM leftovers.)

I also really enjoy the studio and live versions, too, but the home demo fits the time period nicely. It's almost a vivid picture into a mundane, if not grim life in the late 19th century. It really inspired me to write stories set in the late 19th century, British period pieces, stuff like that. Not necessarily Victorian ones, but ones set in the countryside, quaint and relatively uneventful, but very much full of feeling and vibe. Almost like an early Disney film or a Miyazaki film. To this day, I still incorporate those kinds of aesthetics and ideas into what it is I do... It's just endlessly fascinating to me, and I do wonder how a song like this would've been received had it come out when it was supposed to.

And even to this day, sometimes, when all feels like a flurry. An utter tornado, a rush of emotions, happenings, and anxieties... I create a mental black out in my head, and then imagine a character waking up... And it's 1882... Somewhere in the countryside...

(The oil painting is apparently titled A VIEW IN HEREFORDSHIRE, Thomas British, fitting name, made around the 1880s)

[mutter-official]

okay uhhhh

the big thing that's really sending me is just the fan and how tall this thing is. that's a BIG FUCKING FAN, and despite the fact that it's just moving air, I'm sure that it can exert a lot of force, which risks tipping over the bot.

on top of the size of the fan, that metal thing in the middle with the black-and-yellow stripes is a scissor lift, meaning that WE CAN LIFT THAT FAN UP EVEN HIGHER, which leads to an EVEN HIGHER tipping risk.

it looks to me like the tracks are juuuuuuust long enough to keep the machine from tipping over, which is some serious math and engineering work that I really admire.

I'm also admiring how extremely rugged this thing looks—the tracks for handling rough terrain + avoiding flat tires (+ they're probably somewhat necessary for the aforementioned stability reasons), the shielding over most of the lights and other important components, the fucking winch that's there for whatever reason, just the industrial-ness of it all.... AGH ITS SO COOL

also it looks pretty repairable/maintainable - I can see quite a few fasteners that are bolts and the like (and not fucking glue or rivets or whatever other bullshit) and I'm pretty sure that big red box in the back is a rugged, hot-swappable battery pack, which is cool as hell

at least when I did robotics in hs, our batteries were Sealed Lead-Acid with pigtail connectors, and this pack just looks so much cooler (and also easier to work with because I'm sure it's easier to connect and disconnect, not to mention that it's probably not an SLA)

overall I just think this thing looks really cool and I am in awe of the people that designed it

Item: robot equipped to blow powerful wind at a target from a very specific direction

[briefnacholady]

MLA it is and people like the doodle better than my paper sigh still working on better me skills OBVS

The origins of the royal wig examples of Blue compared and contrasted to a no head cap and no feet; it is the starting at the top of two beasts of beauty standards. The Bust of Nefertiti and Venus of Willendorf are artifacts that show different stars of female beauty standards. To compare and contrast these cross cultural valued totems in the patterns of overall design in the idea of most important parts of Motherhood for the culture that puts the status of states in different communities about what an Idol of wife that includes motherhood not just the value of building of the kingdom they started in. That marriage and motherhood is and should be eternally lasting about to move along the negligible hours along family life. That Limestone and red ochre of perfection of beauty is related to the full table goals of the dynasty where depiction the hypothesis of beauty, as to do with colorful of holy mass being balanced in the truth of historical data regardless of the ray of sun found in the bust of beauty in the cycle of traveling among more than one type of dynasties of goal standards.

 Currently my ideas of both these textile three dimensional pieces of timeless art have questions of the way you wrestle into hearing the community standards with self exploration of the loss of tight head gear in genetics as well as geometric shapes in self starts and workshop studies of textiles and figure perfection. Are the ears broken and covered because of the imperfections of female power while you wrestle with what part of yourself you loathe the most while other state its what gave you power in the run of five rings in security of Goddess totems wealth of farm of craftiness trade in body perfection in what passion of beauty was a painful cost in the stones of building empire of community. 

These two artifacts were found four years apart. Venus of Willendorf also known as (Women of Willendorf or Nude Women) was found in 1908 in Germany. The Bust of Nefertiti was found by Ludgwig in 1912. The piece of Venus' name is a good luck totem found with 40 other statues, mostly female. In contrast to Nefertiti who is found with her husband and mother-in-law in a room with more than twenty-three portraits, nine of which depict royally. Venus of Willendorf is an upper paleolithic piece that is hypothesized to be “[w]hat has been seen as evidence of obesity or adiposity is actually the foreshortening effect of self-Inspection.” (Kuiper) While Thutmose pieces in the workshop  “may have been alluding to a heavy flower on its slender stalk by exaggerating the weight of the crowned head and the length of the almost serpentine neck. The sculptor seems to have adjusted the likeness of his subject to meet the era’s standard of spiritual beauty.”(Gardner) in contrast to Venus ``that the paleolithic figurines represent deities of any kind.”(Gardner) this shape of the response of the stone selections “ the anatomical exaggeration has sugged to many observers that this and similar statuettes serve as fertility images'' during times of larger hip cultures where early and large farm families are useful in out numbering you competition for notability in textile manufacturing at a very early date. 

Queen Nefertiti is known for the perfect application of the gold leaf, and the paints of yellow orpiment green frit carbon black and the red ochre found on both. The Bust has the color palette known for the crown collars and skin tone in the “descriptions is useless, must bee seen”(Ludwig) its fragmented ear found and the one beeswax eye are parts of the public triangles royal blues and gold leafing unique ness in its layinging of textile of stucco over the limestone. Venus on the no feet side of things in oolitic limestone and with the similar red ochre pigment paints  is about the community kingdom goals of motherhood being the most important trait of Goddess beauty goals. That it is more Goddess like to  give up yourself and your own humanity for the beauty of family. “Most stone age sculptures depict either animals or humans”(Gardner). And the open ending questions do still remain of the missing left eye of the bees knees that venus found in findspots of austria show different large thigh knee depiction over the collar up of Nefertiti. Neither of these artifacts are not full body depictions. directions Queen Nefertiti is missing her left eye while Venus has no feet bareilly visible hands and crudely pulls the face away while she in size is more easily carried at 11.1 cms along traveling which is a good thing since she has only her knees and elbows to crawl from the limestone migration that does not match the fossil record of its hoods in discovery. 

While the Tiye of Egypt Amenhotep IV worshipers were looking for a different three person depiction in the art found together by Ludwig during the classical archaeology, large discovery amounts in a small window of excavations work. This Middle kingdom includes the value lessons of a Mother-in-law, for her Son to his Bride Wife instead of 40 capped/hooded mostly female with woven hats or curls of overgrown bangs, or a beaded tight single or double hook stitch of a chunky yarn scale. The Bust shows extreme symmetrical beauty with the A-systematic twist in the value of missing sight of the left side not fully dark along the river of Tiye and the broken ears, with a tall snake or swan neck in the sun hut of Aton’s religious revolution.

 Even with the idea of sencery deperatians and missing parts for your husband to fix and fill the full spectrum of textiles explorations in three dimensional art that has stood the test of companions of shoulder span and hip spand having different values that modern still have simalry travel values. In Austria, England, and Germany the wider hip of cattle farming in a colder northern with warmer early families. While the bust shows perfection of travel of trade with the textile parts having more than one paint of soils that do not match the Tiye of egypt in all. 

The nine depictions of royal portraits are more difficult to travel with no womb of motherhood a part of them, instead the depictions of a Queen with her Husband and her Mother-in-law in a feather head dressmakers value differently than large hip cattle and pig farmers large litter depictions of beauty in Goddess totem of human historical achievability for the holiest of “Greco-Roman god-ess beauty and love.”(Gardner 18) Each piece has it purpose in the scale of beauty and its craft has been lasting in the one hundred in ten years these artifacts have in the publishing triangle of more than to plain to omitted they are not aiming for naturalism but instead the never ever ends of the spectrum of time and textile master.

[peterthepark]

Okay but imagine slow dancing with Eddie and he’s nervous af that he’s gonna mess up and you take the lead and twirl him like the beautiful Princess he is and just overall having a good time

babygirl eddie >>>>

here’s a small little drabble! (pain bc i never got a prom 😭)

tags: established relationship, swearing, fluff and cuteness <3

Agreeing to attend senior prom was a horrible idea. Eddie shouldn’t be here. He doesn’t belong. Not with his untamed head of curls that’s been due for a cut, not with his pinstripe tux that looked anything but cool or classy, he looked straight out of a Halloween store, and everyone — well, everyone looked great.

Especially you.

You, who asked him to be here. You, who invited him and even coupled your sweet words with a mixtape that you had personally put together for him, which by the way, has been on repeat for the whole two weeks ever since you asked him out. You, with your red and black number, a velvet choker showing off the glittery expanse of your neck and collarbones as the disco ball above you casts pretty shadows over your dancing frame.

You, who’s definitely out of his league, but wants him despite his reputation.

Eddie finds himself in such a shock, he doesn’t even realize that you’re strutting over to him in your pumps. Blushing, he can’t help but sneak a look at how your long gown hugs your body in all the right places.

“Hi.” He manages to spit out, suddenly quiet and reserved as you smile up at him with red lips. “You look… fuck, Y/N, you look gorgeous. I-I like the, um, the dress. You look… sorry, you’re so goddamn pretty.”

You chuckle, laughing into your hand as he gazes down in awe at you. “You clean up well, Eddie.”

“Tried to. You kinda showed me up, if I’m honest.” He scratches the back of his neck, tuning out the loud pop music in the background. “I really can’t get over how sexy this looks on you.” He smiles gently, rubbing the fabric of your dress between the pads of his fingers before his eyes flicker back to your dolled-up face. “This eyeliner? Your hair? Total bombshell.”

“Oh, really?” A giggle bubbles from your chest. “Bombshell? I never hear that.”

“Well, it’s true. If only you could just feel my heart right now… Christ, I could have a stroke just by looking at you. How does someone look this hot?” You take him by the hand, tugging your stunned date to the dance floor before he can freeze up again. “Don’t even get me started on the lipstick.”

You pull him close to your body, feeling his hand drift to your hip as the Madonna song slowly mixes into Cyndi Lauper’s Time After Time. “Why? You’re just gonna ruin it by the end of the night.”

Eddie laughs, a sweet sound that’s accompanied by his fingers trailing to your jaw. He cups your face, drawing circles with his thumb over your skin. “Can’t believe you’d underestimate my gentlemanly-ness like that.”

“Gentlemanly-ness. Yes, sure, like that’s a word. Eddie Munson… all tough love and silver chains… a gentleman? Must be fiction.”

“Mmm, I’ll prove you wrong, alright. After this, I’ll take you for some ice cream, some greasy fries by the arcade…”

You mirror his expression of raised brows, hooking your arms around his neck with a grin. “Ice cream. Such fine dining, how could I ever repay you? You really know how to woo a girl.”

“Yes, ice cream. And then after…” He lets out a shaky breath, entranced by the youthful glimmer in your irises as you press your chest up against his. “After, I’ll ruin the lipstick.”

“If you can even get through this slow dance.”

You’re not wrong.

He has no choice but to chuckle at that.

“If I can get through this dance, yes. I’m no dancing queen.” Eddie shrugs, lips twitching as he scans the room. His classmates somehow all carry themselves as if this is natural. Was slow-dancing supposed to be easy? Fuck, he doesn’t know. He’s trying to focus on you. But at the same time, he’s trying not to step on your feet. “Jeez, I totally suck at this. I really don’t want you to lose a toe. I’m sorry.”

“Hey now, I think you’re doing great.”

“Right, right. Guess I can’t be good at everything.”

You share a look of admiration.

“Here, give me your hand,” You say, reaching out for his trembling palm. You give him a squeeze, smiling apologetically at him as he stares at you like a deer-in-headlights. “I can just lead if you want.”

“But…”

“It’s okay. You’re more of a princess that I am anyways.”

And before Eddie can even interject at the sly comment, you’re giving him a playful twirl as the music starts to climax.

He hates to say it. He really does.

But somehow, he ended up really liking prom that night. He supposes being treated like a princess isn’t such a bad thing. And you suppose ice cream and fries weren’t such a bad decision when Eddie decides to finally smudge your lipstick.

[its-kinda-snowy]

@colombinna asked

congrats on 200 followers! I love your art! For the request, what do you think abt the Skywalker twins (plus their respective lovers if you're feeling like it) in royal-space outfits? like in a "royal ball" thingy after the war

Firstly thank you so much! Also apologies for taking quite a bit to answer this, I may have gotten carried away with the designs lol. But I really had a blast making these so thank you for sharing the idea :]

Ridiculously detailed descriptions and alternate designs under the cut!

Luke: For his outfit I mainly designed it as a mirror to Leia's (space twins and all that). So I went with mainly harsh angles and an overall darker tone. I feel that Luke also would have prioritized freedom of movement, as he would always be prepared for potential attack (5+ years being on the run from the empire will do that to you lol) He, and the rest of the trio all have a silver inlay which is meant to resemble the rebellion insignia and to add a little glamour. The color of the cape is in reference to the 'rebellion red' and his position as red 5. Tho the blue version below is also beautiful.

And lastly his hair is slicked back due to Leia's insistence that her brother will not, "Look like a scruffy nerf herder," although no one else is complaining lol.

Din: The headcannon of the Mand'alor having a fur collar is still absolutely perfect so I kept it. His outfit is largely unchanged otherwise, with all of his non-beskar armor being removed and a little skirt added for flair. And the red inside of the cape is both in reference to Aq-Vetina and the traditional meaning of red to Mandalorians. (He also may or may not have given Luke those beskar vambraces lol)

Leia:I mainly focused Leia's outfit being largely white in remembrance to Alderaan and along with still being non-traditional. I referenced Padme's outfits a lot for her, as its a nice detail if Leia wanted to honor her after finding out Padme was her mother sometime after ROTJ.

Han:The only reason Han is not in his usual leather jacket is due to his both love and fear of Leia (his hair would only stay back a total of 5 seconds before returning to its poofyness). He is essentially wearing what I would imagine the space version of wearing a black suit to the Met lol, with the mini-cape being a gift from Lando immediately after seeing the stale white bread-ness of his outfit.