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lokidoctorpugs-wenclair-brainrot · 2 years ago

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Part 2

Back @ nevermore months after the Addams family get together.

Ester: hello I'm here to request that my daughter be dormed w/ someone else preferably a boy for you see I think that Addams girl is a bad influence on her, and no daughter of mine is going to be a full lesbian you see.

Weems: I'm sorry to say but only students can decide whether or not to change dorm buddies/rooms unless it's a case of abuse or other such things

Ester: that's exact-

Weems: *clearly pissed of* Miss Addams does not abuse ur daughter, Sinclair, and I think this will conclude this meeting I've heard enough.

Ester >:O

Later @ the dorm

Enid: I'm not changing dorms!!!!

Ester: YES YOU ARE YOUNG LADY!!!

Enid: *scared* mom....Wednesdays my best friend....pls...

Ester: Wedne-

WA: SHUT THE HELL UP

ester not used to people calling her out: how *splash*

WA: Bad dog

Ester: *goes to attack*

WA: *shows silver dagger*

Ester: *stopping starting to get scared* Miss Addams you'd do well not to threaten me, I can take Enid out of this school if I need to.

WA: Really? Cause as I see it I'm the one in control here.

Ester: well you are mistaken

WA: *proceeds to dox*

Ester: *truly scared* h-how

WA: simple I'm Wednesday Addams

Ester: you little bitch, u corrupted my little girl

WA: well ain't that a bunch of bull shit may I remind you that, u tried to make her wolf out for years, but she wolfed out like nothing, when she thought I was in danger, and became the alpha of alpha of ur pack, Just ask all the people that have tried to get her attention

Ester: *terrified* maybe I was misguided...ha....ha

WA: I see that you are finally seeing who the alphas in this room are

Ester: (I need to teach this Addams girl a lesson I refuse to be lesser than her.) *Tries to attack*

WA: *blocks and breaks her arm* Let me remind you Ester, that any other person would already be dead were you are and only through ur daughters mercy am I showing any so behave MUTT!!

Ester: ok ok what do u want!!!???

WA: give control of Enid's school life to her, let her choose wether or not she even wants to associate w/ u or I swear to go-

Enid: that's enough Mi amour (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

WA: Ok Cara Mia (:<

Ester: wait ur...

Enid: yes mom, we are, so treat me well and her or u can call me Enid Addams.

WA: that wasn't in the script Sinclair, I'm rubbing off on you, I like that.

WA: you can go home ester

Ester runs away

Enid: it's late we should rest

WA: we shall,

Miss Addams.

#wenclair #wednesday addams #enid x wednesday #incorrect wenclair #wednesday is soft for enid #eniday #wednesday x enid #wednesday and enid #wednesday on netflix #wenclair incorrect quotes

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captain-lessship · 2 years ago

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Roommates Pt. 1

A/n: used to be posted on the Ao3 TheSavyCorner. I wrote it with my friends and they gave up on fanfic and I have given up on Ao3 so here!

You yawned as you bobbed your head. You were dozing off already.

"Alright, sleeping beauty, wake up." Ajax snapped his fingers in front of you. You blinked awake.

"Why do we have to be up so early?" you rubbed your eyes.

"To get an Education. Duh," he said. You rolled your eyes as you shook your head, dust coming from your hair, making your friend yawn.

"We could easily learn at ten in the morning. Not eight."

"Watch your dust, Sandman. Now I want a nap... No wonder you're always sleeping." he said, voice trailing off as his eyes closed. You snickered as you pulled a marker from your pocket. You were stopped when the bell rang, you put it in your pocket and shook the boy beside you awake.

You were walking through the courtyard when Ajax saw her—his crush that you were not supposed to tell anyone about: Enid. You followed as he walked to her.

You felt a twinge of envy at the blonde. Her smile was bright, full of life. Her hair was beautiful and always perfect. Her eyes glimmered and turned into a charming crescent when she smiled.

You looked in the puddle at your feet, seeing your murky appearance. You knew you weren’t a very good-looking individual. Your eyes were glossed over with sleep, your lips were chapped and your hair wasn’t the best style or the best color. But you wanted to be handsome. But you weren’t.

"Enid, You're never going to believe the dirt I heard about your new Roommate! I heard she eats..."

You were dozing off again when you got bumped into by a girl, who looked very familiar, while she walked on and Enid followed.

Ajax turned to you, "Bro... She's-"

"Scary as hell? That's an Addams for you."

"Cousins..."

"Creepiest of such."

Ajax looked at you, "How are you two related again?"

"Her grandmama is the sister of my grandpa."

"Ohh... I just thought you'd be farther across on the family tree."

"Why? Not creepy and kooky enough for you?"

"Yup" you said just above a whisper. Ajax and you looked at each other and laughed lightly, the two of you walked away. You took a glance at your pipe dream: there was no way Ajax Petropolus liked you.

You were twirling your sand around in the air, watching as the leaves got swirled into a tornado and saw it go to you our best friend, Ajax, who was painting his boat for the Poe Cup when he told you the idea, you were skeptical and it grew worse when he asked you to do his makeup. Which of course, you did.

“Dude… who chose this theme?”

“Xavier.”

Ah of course. Mr. Popular. You scoffed, “Why doesn’t he just dare himself holding the Cup and call it good?”

“C’mon dude, I got a good feeling about this year! Speaking of good feelings… if we put the other teams to sle-“

You pulled back the brush of white face paint, “No. I said I would help with your costume. I even said I would practice to make sure you like it. But I am not rowing.”

This was the fifth make up look you had tried on the Gorgon and it was the best in your opinion. He gave you the puppy dog eyes. “Please! I will never ask you for something ever again.”

You raised your eyebrow, “We both know that is bull shit.”

“Okay okay, I will pay you.”

“Bro, you’re broke. I literally had to by you snacks last night.” You said, motioning at the bag of hot Cheetos and gummy worms.

“Will you do it because you’re my friend and you love me?” He said, smiling at you.

“Ajax. It’s a no. Besides, I am sure Xavier can convince someone to paddle him to his little flag.”

Ajax huffed, “Enid said she’d convince Wednesday. Imagine how bad it’ll look if they get their grumpy one to compete and we don’t?”

You looked at him with a deadpan expression.

“Okay,” he said, closing his eyes so you could touch it up, “She said she’d try.”

“Honesty is the best policy.” You joked.

You felt a twinge of regret. “I… I am sorry.”

“What do you mean?”

You sighed, “I can’t swim, Ajax.”

The boy was quiet for a moment, “Is that why you always skip the lake parties?”

“Yeah… I’m scared of the water.”

“I’m sorry for pushing you, dude. It ain’t that deep and you’re right! We can find someone else!”

You smiled as you held up the mirror for the boy, “Open.” You were watching as Ajax came ashore, sopping wet. A small grin of sincerity appeared on your face when you handed him a towel. He laughed when he saw you. You smiled as he dabbed at the dripping face paint.

“Sorry about the art work dude.”

“Speaking of artwork,” Your attention turned to Xavier. He was throwing a small fit. You rolled your “Water color not your strong suit?” You asked.

He glared at you.

You smirked, “Cat got your tongue? And the trophy.”

He jerked the towel from your hand, making you laugh lightly. Ajax looked at you.

“Dude… he did his best.”

You looked away from him, “I know. I’m sorry. You were great.”

Ajax looked at you before lightly nodding and walked away. You cursed yourself

“You are easily annoyed.” You heard a monotone voice say. You turned to see Wednesday.

“Ah, well,” you sighed, “Congrats by the way.”

“Thank you. I need to ask you a few questions. “

“Uh,” you looked to the group of people leaving to go up to Ophelia Hall. “Right now or after the presentation?”

“Right after, beside the Edgar Allan Poe Statue.” She said, turning to follow the crowd. You trailed behind her.

After the winning team got changed, you and other students watched as they did a small celebration, it was a big deal to most people. You clapped as you walked to the statue to wait. You watched as she walked to you, taking out a small note pad.

“I need to ask you about the specifics of your powers.”

“Oh, alright, what do you need to know?”

“You make people fall asleep. Right?”

“Yea. It’s a type of sand, think sandman legend. “

“Do you make them dream? Is there anything else you can do with the sand?”

“Well… I could make someone dream but not right now, well, I can share someone's dreams. I can move it around and make shapes with it. Kinda like sand telekinesis.”

“ So it can be learned. The dream giving.”

“Yea, but it takes a lot of energy.” You said.

“Can you give your sand to other people to use?”

You stopped, “Uh, well… yes but we’re not supposed to.”

“Could you give some to me?”

“Why?”

She stared through you for a moment, as if deciding to tell the truth. “You know about the monster that attacked me and murdered Rowan?”

You felt a twinge of worry internally, “Yea, I do. Are you worried it’ll come back? Is that why you need the sand?”

“Good to know that someone else believes me. Yes, that is one of the reasons I need the sand.”

You sighed, “what’s the other reason?”

She looked down, “I need a secure way to… sneak out.”

You sighed, “Well. I am really not supposed to give my sand out. And your mother put the entire family on alert. ”

“I need this. It is going to help me with my investigation of the monster.”

“Whoa, wait, you just said you’d be worried about it coming back, not going looking for it.”

“It’s part of the plan to find it but I need the sand in case.”

You stared at her, your eyes scanning her face. “Wednesday, I am only doing this because you’re Enid’s friend and my favorite cousin.” Ajax had influenced you. Being friendly with everyone.

“Thank you,” she stopped for a moment “I enjoy our partnership with each other.”

You smiled, “Alright, Partner in Crime. Do you have a jar? Or like-Oh.” A jar was pulled from her pocket.

You smirked, “How’d you know I’d say yes?”

“Intuition.”

In other words, You got played. Family bonds.

You put the jar in your hand, “Okay, I need you to back up and cover your eyes, mouth and nose.”

Wednesday pulled out a small pair of glasses, “I want to see how it works.”

“Well, it’s not luxurious but hey, it gets the job done.” You breathed in and held your hand up to your mouth, aimed for the jar and blew. Gold dust came from your body and some blew off, slowly falling to the floor. You were not very accurate but you got it in the jar.

“There you go.” You said as you screwed on the lid of the jar and handed it to her.

“Thank you. I know it’s a risk and I owe you a favor now, which is not a situation I enjoy being in. Is there something I can do for you?”

You thought for a moment, “Next Poe Cup, don’t compete.”

“Deal.”

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dynamoe · 2 years ago

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working out a character design for Billy's crush, the mean clerk from the video store in TOMORROW'S JUST ANOTHER DAY

Drawing any human character next to Billy is hazardous because you can't NOT draw attention to how weird his proportions are. (I even made his head smaller than normal and he still looks like an alien)

That grrrl's got Kim Gordon's shirt from the Sonic Youth video for Bull in the Heather.

I said I wouldn't draw her because I'd rather the reader make up what she looks like in their mind, but... it's been a year, let's give her a face.

First outfit looks too Ruth Bader Ginsburg (she's joins the court in '93 but wasn't famous as "Notorious RGB" yet), maybe if it wasn't black velvet I could use the lace. Other ones are... whatever. The last one is how I dressed in high school (and college, and ten years after and now... shit.) but I'm trying really hard not to make the grrrl into a self-insert or a Mary Sue.

I need to make sure she belongs in their world. Kind of a dick, kind of a failure (in so much you can fail at 18). Representin' that Garafaloid '90s deadpan snark-girl character that was everywhere in the decade. Your Daria. Your Enid Coleslaw. Very hip, crap pop-culture obsessed but also "over it."

The "kinderwhore" (yeah, that's what the style was/is called) style is associated most with Courtney Love (p'too), but you see it in other women fronting rock bands like Kat Bjelland (Babes in Toyland) and Kim Shattuck (The Muffs).

↑ Kim Shattuck and Kat Bjelland (right): Style Icons

The signature look: a "little girl" type of dress (usually thrifted, often an actual child's dress) in velvet with a lace collar and cuffs or a girly floral worn extremely short over ripped tights and big-ass combat boots. Platforms not heels. No make-up or garish "crazy" make up -- blurred red lipstick, smudgy eyes, "bitch" written on your face or your arm with a sharpie.

This is meant to be threatening not sexy. Associate "weak" little girl things (floral dresses, Hello Kitty, pigtails, baby barrettes) with power/aggression. You're calling back to childhood where girls do whatever they want (in an ideal world) not caring what boys think. You're not dressing for men; you stand up for yourself to say "fuck you" to men who want to belittle you.

The sexualization came with the commercialization of the look. You can't have models with smeary make-up and "cunt" written on their tits in marker in the pages of Seventeen magazine. The last gasp further devolves in the 2000s into "punk fetish" shit like Suicide Girls.

Bringing it back to the character design...my character is not in a band. She is not an activist. She's a bored suburban teenager reading about what slightly older girls and women are doing in New York and Portland in zines and thinks it's cool.

She internalizes a lot of the "fuck you" attitude (or has it already and feels validated to express it). She's also a cult movie dork with an obsessive interest that isn't the alt-rock scene, but is similarly niche/all-consuming.

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hislittleraincloud · 10 months ago

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Caveat: I don't know exactly what the voters need to be looking for when judging this shit. And for all I know the paint blood F/X thing is more of a responsibility for the people behind the camera who want things to look good in the frame.

But really...I honestly cannot believe that this incongruous piece of shit makeup work from 'Woe What a Night' that I always point and laugh at when it's on my screen big or small won a goddamn Creative Arts Emmy for Outstanding Contemporary Non-Prosthetic Makeup...because shit like this exists in the episode:

In the earlier part of the scene, it's watery paint. We can see that, and we can see how it dripped onto Ortega's face in that thin film, full face coverage, then right after her vision, she zips out of the ballroom intent on getting to Eugene.

But then some ✨creative✨ thought that it would be cool to mix up actual stage blood and then dump it onto Ortega's clearly clean face, even though the paint didn't have that thicker consistency at all (because yanno...Stupid Viewers Are Stupid and Won't Notice, it's not important, so long as it looks okay! which I've never thought that it does 💀). I wouldn't take issue with this if they had just used the stage blood to begin with, but there are pro rules for that too, with professional makeup artists warning not to misuse stage blood:

"...Misusing fake blood can also quickly make a realistic design appear overtly fake. When designing a look, consider the optimal color and thickness of any fake blood you intend to use. It should closely resemble the wound or effect you are trying to create.

Pro Tip: To make a special effects makeup look more realistic, consider the direction that blood would flow from a wound, or how the blood would splatter. Don’t simply spray blood in every direction. In real life, this doesn’t happen NEARLY as much as you’d think."

I can't be the only one annoyed by the difference, SINCE WEDNESDAY EXPLICITLY SAID THAT SHE WAS DISAPPOINTED THAT THEY COULDN'T EVEN SPRING FOR PIG'S BLOOD. "IT'S ONLY PAINT." And it wasn't just on Ortega's clean face, it's on Ricci's clean face too:

✨But Tor, it LOOKS BETTER TH --✨

NO.

NO, IT DOESN'T.

This is just some bull💩 if the Academy thinks this was better contemporary makeup work than The Last of Us, AHS, or Picard. As much as I like and tolerate this show, its continuity is HORRENDOUS, as I've pointed out in Fuck Those Propmasters.

...So congrats(?) on casting some kind of spell over the voters for the win. I haven't even mentioned the CAKE on Ortega's face throughout that erases all of her freckles. Yes, I get it, she had to do whiteface since Wednesday is pale/dead looking, but there was just too much in some places that was really noticeable. (It's most evident when she talks to Enid at the beginning with her Murder Board and when Xavier makes her ask him to the Rave'N. But then it isn't caked during the Rave'N itself. It's actually not as caked on in other episode scenes, like when she's opening her snood gift. Perhaps the makeup of the Rave'N was a factor since it was nice, especially the Nightshade girls and Enid.)

Anyway, IDGAF if I sound like a raging cunt. I expect things that win awards to be legit worthy of recognition...this was not. Not for this, at least. Contemporary Costuming, fair, I guess (I mean...the Nevermore uniforms seem like an homage to Beetlejuice, the cat costumes Batman Returns, but otherwise, costuming seemed rather boring to me, but whatever, maybe it was the contrast between Wends and her colorful roommate that made it stand out). But not makeup, it was just way too inconsistent and there were better nominees.

ETA: I had to re-edit this because some of my other edits didn't save for some reason.

#signed - a very cranky ex-A&E critic #woe what a shitshow #woe what a night #paint vs stage blood #wednesday #wednesday netflix #netflix wednesday #jenna ortega #christina ricci #creative arts #emmys

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bumblebet-20 · 6 years ago

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What we left behind

5sos x reader

warnings: swearing, divorce, angst (oh so much).

A/N: GUYS OMG THIS IS MY VERY FIRST SERIES AND IM SOOOO EXCITED :3

Couldn't have done this without my boo @aspiringwildfire

-FLASHBACK-

“Happy Birthday, Enid!” Everyone yells after I blow out the candles, tossing up confetti they held in their hands.

“What did you wish for, Ed?” Calum asks, face covered in frosting from the chocolate cupcake.

“You know I can’t tell you, Cal!” I giggle slightly, turning towards the slice of strawberry cake in front of me.

“I can’t believe my baby is 7 today!” My mum says, suddenly behind me and nearly squeezing the life out of me.

“Hey, Ed! Let’s go play!” Michael exclaims on the other side of the yard, holding a yellow ball in his hands. A quick giggle escapes my lips as I quickly move out of my mum’s arms, running over to where he stands, followed by Calum and Luke.

“Be careful of your dress honey!” My mum hollers as we chase the ball, her words barely reach my ears as I focus on beating the other team.

We played football until the sun set, the only time we took a break was when people left and I had to say goodbye to them. Daryl came out and brought us inside for dinner, only us four and our parents remain to finish the celebrations.

“Eat up kids, we’ll set up the tent in a bit.“Liz says, setting down a box containing a large Cheese pizza in front of us.

-After finishing the pizza and getting the tent set up, we settle in our sleeping bags, the only source of light being the lantern in the middle of our circle.“Did you have a fun birthday?” Michael asks, stopping his game of ‘Crazy Eights’ with Calum.“

I had a blast! You three made it great” “

Aw, Ed! We’ll always be here to make your birthday awesome” Luke exclaims, pulling me into a tight hug. The others soon join, causing a dog pile and loud laughs to erupt from all of us.

Once the laughter calmed down and we resumed our previous games, a thought ran through my head “Hey guys? Can we all agree to remain friends no matter what?”

“Of course! Nothing will tear us apart” Calum says, earning agreement ‘yeahs’ “We’re gonna be best friends for life!” Luke hollers

.-10 years later (2012)-“Come on,Becks! We can’t miss this!” I exclaim, grabbing the hand of my best friend, weaving through the crowd outside the building and stopping in front of the stage, waving at the boys while they are getting their instruments ready.

“Oh! Here are our seats” She points to a round table filled with chairs right in front, our names scribbled on paper.

“Hey girls,”Joy says, taking a seat in her designated chair, Mali following right behind her.

“Everyone else is right behind us, “Mali says, motioning to the door where the familiar heads of the Hemmings’ bobs over everyone else.

Once everyone got settled in their chairs, Luke taps the microphone lightly.

“Hello, we are Five Seconds of Summer and welcome to our show!” Luke says into the microphone, earning a round of applause and a ‘whoop’ from me.

“1,2,3,4!” Ashton exclaims before the music begins, filling the nearly empty space with the beginning of ‘Unpredictable’. My foot starts to tap at the beat, unable to contain my smile when Lukes’ voice fills the room.

“She sit at home with the lights out” Rebecca sings lowly next to me.

“Seeing life in different colours” We finish together, pretending our hands are microphones.

“Thank you for coming! This has been Five Seconds of Summer! Good night!” Luke exclaims into the mic before walking off stage.

“Alright, let’s go see our boys,“Liz says as she stands up and heads to the doors where the boys went off from.

“Mum!” Luke exclaims, running to her once we all enter their changing room. All the boys greet their families before I’m swiftly picked up by Ashton and spun around.

“Alright,put her down before you hurt someone, “My mum says, stopping Ashton from spinning my brains out and gently places me on solid ground.

“So, food anyone?” David receives shouts of agreement in return.The parents walked ahead to the cars while we took our time heading out.

“Oh boys! I made some gifts for you” I dig around my bag before finding the plastic baggy, taking out four bright bracelets, each one having a letter for each boy. Rebecca takes two and puts them on the right boy’s wrist.

“Are these friendship bracelets?” Michael asks, twirling around the orange one on his wrist.

“Yeah. I just thought that you boys are gonna make it big someday and I just- don’t want you to forget about the little people” I awkwardly shuffle my feet across the concrete floor, suddenly feeling embarrassed that I even did this.

“I love it! What better way to signify our friendship than with a bracelet!” Ashton tugs me into a hug, squeezing me tightly.

“Alright you kids, let’s go!” Liz says from the end of the corridor, motioning with her hand to come.

“We better go, don’t want an angry Liz on our hands” Calum comments as we all walk towards the door.

[1 month later]

I hum quietly as I braid Becks hair, the two of us deciding to have a sleepover at my house.

“Have you been watching the videos they upload? They’re gaining a lot of views” She says quietly, busy drawing in her sketchbook.

“I know, it's about time people realize their talent”

A knock on my window makes us jump as we turn to it and see Calum’s face pressed against it.

“Cal, what are you doing?” I question once he’s inside.

“ You won’t believe the news we just got” Becks and I share a confused look before returning our attention to the bouncing boy.

“Well? Spill dude” Calum gives her an unamused look, but continues to bounce.

“Okay so we’ve been getting a good number of views on our covers and earlier we got an email asking if we’d be interested in opening for this group-”

“What group?” Rebecca asks, curiosity getting the better of both of us.

“One Direction” Both our jaws drop at the name.

“That’s amazing Cal! I told you you boys would get famous one day!”

“We sign the contract tomorrow and start working out a setlist”

“When do you guys leave?” Calum nervously swallowed at the question.

“Three months” I feel my heart drop at how soon they’ll be leaving.

“Senior year starts in three months…”

“We know, but this is such a great opportunity and this is the boost we need to become famous”

“I’m so happy for you guys!”I exclaim overly eager, earning an odd look from Rebecca.

“We just knew you would be!” He flashes us his award winning smiling before slipping back out the window.

“Alright, spill. That was such a fake congratulations.”

“I’m- I’m happy for them”I fiddle with the brush I was holding.

“Bull. Shit. I’ve never seen more forced joy than right there.”

“What’s gonna happen when they leave for tour? We’re gonna stay behind while they go off and make a name for themselves.”

“Aren’t you happy that they got this opportunity? This is what they want” I sit on the edge of my bed and she joins, placing a hand on my shoulder.

“Yeah but- I can’t help but think that it was supposed to us 6. Forever. No one and nothing can come between us”

“They’re still your boys. Now-” She stands, grabbing my hands on the way. “Let’s go get some ice cream and watch movies.. We can deal with this later” I laugh but follow her out to the kitchen.

[5 months later]

“Any response yet?” I simply shake my head at my mum’s question, returning to the book I was reading. “They’ll text back. Just got to be patient honey.”

“Yeah” I reopen IMessage and all texts to them since they left have all been left on read and I can’t figure out why. “I’m going to hang out with Rebecca for a bit” I say after reading her text, receiving a simple ‘mhm’ from my mum.

“And they haven’t even said a simple ‘hi’ or ‘ thanks’?” Rebecca questions, popping a crisp in her mouth.

“Nothing. Did- Did I do something? Should I have sent mail or-”

“Ed stop. You did nothing wrong, okay? They’re hormonal teenage boys, we should really expect this behavior.. But that by no means excuses their rudeness.” I go quiet, opting to play with my sandwich.

“They’re performing in Sydney in two weeks.. I was thinking of stopping by” I casually say, not looking up from the food.

“Alright.” I look up at her, shocked by her response. “I don’t agree with this idea but I’m not not gonna let you do this- definitely not alone.” She puts her hand over my own, offering a soft smile. “Now. About this Art assignment”

\night of concert\

“Okay, the plan is as follows: we go to the concert. Park where we see tour buses and wait. Find the boys and talk. Ending the night with pizza, candy and scary movies at my place.”

“Sounds like a well thought out plan.” I take one last look at myself, adjusting my top before turning to my brunette friend. “Ready?”

“Ready” We loop arms, skipping the whole way to her car.

“Damn, they are loud” Becks jokingly says from our position against the car, listening to our boys play.

“They sound good (feels good hehe :D)” I comment, pushing some of the gravel around with the toe of my combat boots.

We remain in a comfortable silence until the doors swing open and familiar voices fill the air. I look over at her, wide eyed.

“Now or never babe”

“What do I-”

“Hey boys!” She screams, making them all turn around, alarmed looks on their faces.

“Uh- Hi” Luke says, waving awkwardly in our direction.

“Enid here would like to talk to you boys. In private”She nudges me forward and I take timid steps to them.

“Let’s go in the bus” Ashton opens the door for everyone before closing it behind him.

“So-”

“Why’d you guys do it? Why did you just up and ignore me?” They nervously look at one another before Calum steps forward.

“We- uh got busy?”

“If you wanted to still be my friend you would’ve made an effort” I state, crossing my arms across my chest.

“We do it’s just that-” Luke begins but I cut him off, anger starting to run in my veins,

“What happened to ‘remain friends no matter what’”?

“You don’t understand, our life is so crazy now! We still consider you a friend, not best friend but, friends. Why are you still upset about this? It’s not like we completely abandoned you” Michael says from his position in a chair.

“ You couldn’t say ‘hey thanks!’ when I congratulated you?”

“Yeah bu-” Ashton tries but I cut him off.

“You could’ve tried.. But you ALL decided I wasn’t worth the effort!” I take a few slow breaths to try and keep calm “I tried to keep this friendship when you guys left but, not much I can do when you won’t even try”

“We still want a friendship. It’s just gonna be a little different now” Ashton says, taking timid steps towards me.

“No. If you wanted a friendship you would’ve kept up with it. None of you even reached out when my parents went through a horrible divorce. I really needed my best friends support but I got nothing.”

“We didn’t know your parents divorced Ed” Michael explains, all four of them clearly looking distressed.

“Stop. Stop right now. Our parents all still talk so you would’ve been told about it but sure, let’s play dumb. Also, that nickname is reserved for close friends and none of you are that.”

“ Alright,let’s all calm down and think about this rationally.” Ashton says, trying to mediate the best he can.

“I’ve already said everything that I wanted.Goodbye” I quickly leave the bus, practically diving into the passenger seat.

“How did it go?” At the sound of her voice I immediately break down in tear, sobs shaking my whole body. “Oh honey no shh” She brings me into her side, rocking us slowly. “They didn’t deserve your friendship. You’re too kind and you need someone who will love you for yourself and not make you cry like this.”

“I’ll never trust them again”

AND THAT’S PART 1 HOLY SHIT I’M SO EXCITED. please let me know your thoughts but be nice cause I’m a small bean :3

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trefle · 2 years ago

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Hey no no no, throwing our arms up and giving up is absolutely not what we are gonna do. We gotta persist in the face of adversity because I very seriously believe there is a chance for wenclair. The way I see it Hunter Doohan's ig story from that WednesGay event was not only an act of allyship but also a message sent to us loud and clear: There IS in fact something to fight for.

It's clear now that the cast members are fully aware of the wenclair shipping and the fact that the relationship has a dedicated fanbase and a huge following which has been only growing in numbers and contributions. Wenclair had an established fandom based on promotional photos, sneak peeks and teasers MONTHS before the show's premiere which is absolutely insane. The amount of incredible fanfiction on ao3 (147 as of right now!, madness really), the influx of beautiful fanart, the level of engagement on both twitter, instagram, tumblr, tiktok are only increasing as the show's premiere draws closer. We are making SO MUCH NOISE ABOUT WENCLAIR that it's impossible to ignore it. I am absolutely certain that it didn't go unnoticed by the creators either, they too must be aware of it. So we gotta keep going, keep supporting this relationship and loudly so! I hope we all agree that Wenclair ain't happening in the first season because that would be too soon, too rushed, too out of character for both of them. You simply can't go from Wednesday swearing off on love to her falling in love anyway in the span of 8 episodes. Enid has her own fair share of issues too she will be dealing with throughout the season which need to be addressed and taken care of. Oh and there's also a serial killer on the loose imposing grave danger on them. The investigation the girls are throwing themselves into will also be the most perfect opportunity for them to learn about each other, to create a bond and to grow a friendship. That's what I'm asking from this season above all, for the girls to be friends by the end of it. Based on what little we know at the moment I think it's safe to assume that Wednesday has no real friends. She sure as hell didn't make any in all her previous schools she was expelled from and since she ain't keen on being social in the first place I have a difficult time imagining her having a go at gaining friendships in other ways. Whatever friends she has (if she has..) is from her family's friend circle but not her own. This must change. So I want her to learn how to make friends starting with Enid and not only that but I want them to be best friends by the season finale. All those difficulties, threats, misunderstandings to give way to them sticking with each other, having each other's back, paying attention and opening up to the other, going through hardships together but never giving up because they feel the other is worth it. If they have that strong of a bond, that friendship Wednesday has never experienced before, then something could very well stem from it in the following seasons. Maybe this is a long shot, but I'm choosing to believe.

Btw these Ajax rumors are absolute bull in my humble opinion cause the leaker said a bunch of contradicting shit in the same breath which makes them untrustworthy in my eyes. We know Enid is a social butterfly, so she's popular enough to have a wide circle of friends and Ajax could very well be one of them. Just because she smiled at him for a few seconds it doesn't have to mean she's into him! A girl smiling at a guy friend should be considered normal without anyone pointing it out or calling it flirty or whatever. Maybe it was a sign of challenge from Enid, telling him that her team was gonna wipe the floor with Ajax's without saying a word. So let's not be reactionary now and wait to see what actually happens instead before we rile ourselves up for nothing.

If this rumor ends up true by any chance (which I must stress I don't believe it will) then it's still not the end of the world. And it doesn't neccessarily have to mean Enid is straight. She could be very much on the path to realize she's into both girl and boys, so bisexual. Or that she doesn't even have those feelings she'd thought she had for Ajax, it was just confusion, desperation, an attempt at trying to quench her attraction to her best friend because those feelings scared her but they proved to be far too powerful to simply ignore even if by admitting them or acting on them she knows she runs the risk of possibly ruining her friendship with Wednesday. But maybe she won't, maybe just maybe her feelings are reciprocated. Oh there are sooo many ways Wenclair can be canon.. and oh fuck it, call me a fool, a clown even, but I believe that it's gonna be.

Well FUCK

If that leak is true and Enid gets with Ajax then im out, im deleting everything about this show, i don't even care about willa getting with a boy cause lets be honest we kinda expected that, but i wont stand for them making Enid straight, im tired of that bullshit

#I AM SO SORRY for hijacking your post #but i had some thoughts #and so i rambled

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cowboylikehim · 7 years ago

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Let Me Help You- Carl Grimes

Summary: Carl has started being in a bad mental state. (Y/n) finally gets him to open up. (Fluff)

Carl Grimes x Reader

"Carl..." I breathed out. He'd been off recently, think too much. Nothing good ever came from that. In a world where almost everyone had to watch either a parent, child, best friend or lover die, being alone with your thoughts was never a wise choice.

Carl was going down a dark path, there was always this look in his eye. Like he was stuck, struggling. I wanted to help him.

I needed to help him.

It was like a routine at this point. Every single day I wake with the desire to help him, he never let me in.

Carl was trapped in the past.

Imagine that normal teenage thing where at night that one time you embarrassed yourself or said something stupid replays over and over, keeping you up. It's like that. Except with the thought of someone dying. It was worse for some of us than others. I think Carl might be one of the worse ones.

He doesn't deserve any of the shit he has to go through. I wish I could just take away his pain. Carl deserves nothing but to live a normal, happy life with his sister. Not this bull shit.

If he let me in I could help him get a step closer to that. But he never lets me in. Oh, what I'd give for that.

"(Y/n)...?" I snapped out of my thoughts at the sound of Enid's voice. I completely forgot she was in the room.

"Are you okay? You just mumbled something and looked at the door all depressed." She gave me a sad, knowing look, after all, we have been clinging to each other since we showed up. We're like sisters and she could read me like a book."It's about Carl."

I sighed, "He won't talk to me. I want to help him, but all he does his slam the door on his way out after stomping off. I feel helpless."

Enid leaned over and rested her head on my shoulder, "Go talk to him, don't let him leave."

"Your no help."

"Hey! That's what you have to do! Your just denying it."

"I know... Ug I don't want to do this." I threw my head back, hitting the wall.

"Just rip the band-aid off. It'll work out." She smiled as I stood up and hesitantly walked in the direction I knew Carl would be.

A tree with a pile of leaves of all warm colors slowly growing at the trunk. We used to sneak out and climb the oak and just talk for hours. Whenever he had a particularly bad day, I'd hear the noise of pebbles hitting my window. Once I'd open it, there'd he be. We'd always go to the oak tree at the corner of Alexandria. That never happened anymore.

Surely enough, there he was. Sitting in his normal spot. He looks as if he's holding in tears, my heartbreaks at the sight of it. I never understood why he held in his emotions, even when he was alone. Til eventually he broke down. And that was normally at this tree.

"Carl," I spoke in a tender tone, hoping to not alarm him. He shifted his gaze from looking melancholic at the far distance to me.

"(Y/n)?" It was meant as a statement, but his voice was shaky. He was so... vulnerable. It pained me to see him like this.

I needed to help him.

I climbed up the tree, same steps I had a thousand times before and sat down in the same spot as I had a thousand times before. I wrapped my arms around Carl and started running my fingers through his hair. At first, he was tense, wondering why I was doing such a thing. But then he accepted it.

Now, this is the part that was weird to me. Normally, when Carl cries, you can tell. It's loud. Well, at least if you're cradling him it will be. This time was much more different, I felt his body rock in sobs though due to no noise I dismissed it as the cold fall air getting to him. It only clicked that he was crying until I felt wet tears drip onto my arms. Was he crying? But a different kind of crying.

Then I understood. He wasn't crying because he was sad, well maybe some but not just that. Carl was crying because he was angry.

I held him tighter, rubbing his back soothingly for only god knows how long. The light sound of leaves shaking in the wind and the occasional one falling into the pile was calming. However long it took for his silent sobs to turn into sniffles.

"I'm sorry." The voice came out shaky and hoarse, even more so than last time he spoke. "I'm sorry for isolating myself and for everything. It's all my fault."

My mouth fell agape before I held him close to me and mumbled into his hair, "Carl, It's not your fault. Nothing is your fault. You are so perfect and brave and I love you so much. Please, baby, don't be afraid to come to me. It's okay to share your feelings. Don't bottle them up" I trailed up, not knowing what else to say. "I love you, Carl."

"I love you too. Don't ever leave me."

"Never. Never ever in a thousand years."

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whimsically-ominously-auspice · 5 years ago

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I'm so happy to hear the kids abducted to Hong Kong got to hear and see and talk to their hero that saved them today through Zoom in Brian's phone!!!

It was so lucky and such perfect timing that he called me today while the military crews were still resting in China and Wendy was able to pinpoint their locations directly!!

He truly is their Hero and we are so lucky!

I have dreamed about him for years and for years have been waking up from nightmares telling Brian McGruff is a bad dog... But always the dream would be gone when i woke up or it was before it started happening and no one knew

I even had a feeling when I ordered the kits... So I'm not sure how these kids feel through the cracks because they were on my soul to save.

I also didn't know know about human trafficking like I do now, so I think the whole "Sabrina you just have a bad feeling because it reminds you what could happen..." Is how

A few other companies, too... I had a whole list. So Thorn is gonna check that out.

It just takes one person to prove a mood. I had a list of 17 companies that day then 26 more over the next week that I had this nag on while I was "picking on" Crime the McGruff Dog

Since I kept saying it that way in 2016 and I never ever messed up his name before they took down a list of companies associated with him according to my feelings and it was an unusual list.

So this man has likely saved nearly 30 times as many children as he could have hoped.

We will soon find out. In return he's to receive a mansion an economically stable brand new automobile. Fully paid.

Because I've dreamed of him, his voice and everything. He truly is an Earth Angel.

For nearly half a decade he's been the solution to my night terrors. I know why ask those children cried. I want to cry, too, And my tears are warm.

The children were mutated and mutilated. Arms cut off and sewn onto their foreheads and given all sorts of horrible viruses and drugs.

Tree just gave them their own fresh bodies. Replicas. Some back to the age/look they were kidnapped at, some slightly grown, according to the agreement between child and parent whichever they liked the sound of best, the child's preference being the ultimate decision maker. Their DNA4U will state and show they are replicated due to the reasons of faster healing and less overall damage that would cause future problems plus they got upgrades like bullet proofing, extra speed, strength increases, stuff like that. And extra extra heavy COVID19 instead of 3 feet you'll get it at 10 feet bad enough to kill you nearly instantly.

But they were horribly mistreated, starving, mental and physical torture, so much.

So I know to talk to the one rare person in the World that could save them and did was certainly very good heart and soul medicine.

So I'm glad he called me again and I didn't answer and Brian called back from the plane.

Yes of course. He flew to Enid then China then Hong Kong... You can make a man retire but you can't ever make a man quit. And I'm glad. Just so those kids could talk to their hero.

So lucky. Of all the hundreds of people working there he's been there only 6 months. And he took that initiative to just check...

Today living kids was 443.

Dead was 198,675 which tree ghosted back to life. (Gave new bodies)

Nearly a quarter of a million children.

Times 3 is 600k then add a zero. Looking at maybe 6 million kids and young adults...

Tree estimates 400M

So a huge round of applause and a right tight hug.

And he deserves amazing amounts of pats on the back because that list would just sat around keeping dusty.

This is that old fashioned detective work like sitting at a gas meter while some one is down trying to find out how to save people (aliens included) from dying in a gas chamber and they're up there making sure that gas isn't turned on to kill the girl doing all the work -- he couldn't hear people downstairs through the street and i could get the truth out easier and faster before they even knew and I was always happy to get the news while he was just mad and angry. So i was the better to go. Cause everyone was always happy to see me. Cause I was always super nice and all interested in what they were doing.

Now unfortunately not so much.

But Charles was starting to get nightmares after my list and had came up with 14 more companies from coming from the same way i had came up with my list... So he talked to some the other people that felt creeped out about the assignment I insisted on doing and they also all added each two and then some kept a private list... Which they slowly added after verifying the company was then clean.. It started in 2013 these bad dreams.

So every time it happened or they started their nightmares they added to the list.

Overall 642 companies we dreamed of or felt or somehow had a psychic connection to. I dreamed of kids and old people and women. Some people only dreamed about men. Some just kids.

The companies we have left is 642 to check out as they hadn't had yet done any bad and no dreams or any thing has came up since...

Which isn't happy, we now know, but good news is whatever bad has happened we can fix is super special and magical ways.

So we have Thorn, CIA, Military, some FBI and some others to check what's been going on and see.

So that's about 8 Trillion that have been affected. But at least 6 Trillion have already been retrieved.

So this one single person has done the miraculous. The biggest miracle we have been waiting for on a personal level. For me its been 7 years but 6 since 9 other people started having their dreams affected and the lists began.

So 10 of us with nightmares. Night terrors. Waking up screaming or shaking or scared. And not knowing why but having a name, a company label. Sometimes or often a place on a map... As close to the actual GPS coordinates of longitude and latitude. Wake up listing numbers for no reason. Numbers that make no sense N 316941027865389421. Over and over.

Brian would look at me "what the fuck are you trying to do Morse code?"

"I'm trying to sleep thank you very much. Alan and Naomi. 38652361 I think you just messed me up"

One person. One person can make a difference. That's all it takes. One person.

One person to make sense of all these nightmares.

We don't need to be saved from them... They didn't bother so much... We could wake up. Be safe in our beds. Joke it out.

But there's people. Innocent children. Innocent adults that wake up into real living nightmares every single day.

And one person today made the phone call to make thst difference to about 200,000 kids and over 400,000 parents. And siblings and grandparents. Friends.

Just today he changed the world for at least a million whom now have a missing child come home.

Made one million hearts smile and backs release tension and sorrow.

And now we're looking at 2 trillion lost people. Who have kids. Who have parents. Grandparents. Friends.

Were gonna have at least 6 trillion hearts heal then there's soulmates so that's gonna be 12 trillion

Due to one phone call. That was all I needed.

I had heard him say he couldn't find his soulmate... And he didn't go trying to save her or find her today

He knew it was just kids.

But he knew it was missing kids because the people getting ID kits were told not to call the police only call the dog. He could see clearly kids were being abducted and they had a rating system on "easy to kidnap to hard" and the easy were always reported within weeks.

He knew it was his civil duty to call and report it somehow... But he didn't know to who or how.. Who would take it seriously.

This crazy lady might...

Im very sensitive to red flags. He didn't even have to explain. I was already on it in less than 2 minutes.

So the world is so lucky to have him and the kids today so lucky to be in Hong Kong when we just busted 600k China's citizens home.

I mean you can't get more miraculous than that!!

You would think...

But leave it to the true McGruff the Crime Dog to make sure it did.

Because it did.

Tree will update us later how extremely far this miracle went

From one person hoping and praying and taking that leap of faith.... After 10 following their true instincts and intuition.

Intuition is so important you guys. If you hadn't understood why i hope now you finally get it.

Last night I trusted mine and we pulled 13 million from slavery. That's 26 million directly affected with soulmate syndrome. Then parents that makes it times two. So 52 million then grandparents and kids...

Then one person trusted his. And kaboom an estimated 12 Trillion frowns are gonna turn upside down.

Then we are getting these bad guys off the streets, out of their homes, immediately. Hopefully they're checked thoroughly and then killed. I'm done with this baby sitting shit. Back to good ole South Texas and manual strangulation in vans after being kidnapped...but now technology has made it so much different. Much simpler to catch someone in the act. And fuck this court system, it's WWIII. Its military. We will find them guilty without a reasonable doubt and simply kill them.

There is no fucking reason over 18 million people were kidnapped in late 2019 (after October) or in any fucking time in 2020.

What is the point of a trial? Those people whom went to jail in 1990 for 20 years for kidnapping are doing it again. I sent 700 to jail. 36 are actively kidnapping. 642 are financially benefiting. The remaining are probably dead. 12 people.

Tree says i make him laugh. They are dead.

So out of 700 they're dead or kidnapping or in the human trafficking market.

So, there is No change and no Rehabilitation. There is PROOF.

So human trafficking ass holes y'all can thank those 688. Because now you're all just gonna fucking die.

What are you gonna do to me? Not a dam thing. That's what. So think about bull shit. Cry about your stupid life. I don't care.

But I'm taking all your money to pay the victims and im killing you, human traffickers.

And you ain't doing shit about it.

And those about to be trying to hurt someone to retaliate. I already put alerts on you.

So when you're pushed out a plane in the middle of no where so wild animals can eat you... Well don't complain to me. Animals need to eat, too

And surviving good humans. Don't worry... When the bodies hit the ground. They pretty much explode so they're just ground meat basically and bones crush and they wre just big piles of food. They don't look human

So some bear isnt going to come out the mountains and be all "man I just ate something that looked like you and was mighty tastey!" The bodies are unrecognizable.

If you're curious... Idk if you still can.. We used to can look up bodies that had been tossed or jumped out of Windows. Back in 2000 I found a website and I would go through and examine them and see which were pushed and which had jumped

I could tell the difference. Anyway if they're in Google you'll see they don't look human. They're pretty gross -- some do -- so ew be careful but from the plane height trust me they do not.

And its very careful with software to show no damage to trees or animals will occur.. And the software is very intelligent and cautious and only certain types of people can access it. Like a kidnapper can't turn on the computer and see where and how. But a Clark Kent or Louis Lane or someone can. But if an evil Donald Trump sits down next to, the software will shut down. Immediately. And lock out any user until hes removed.

I'm not fucking dumb. Sometimes I just don't know what to do and Need an Earth Angel to make one phone call

Or a guilty person to confess. Or a clue. A bad dream. A nightmare in my sleep. Or being in the right place at the right time. Like when the kidnappers gas up at night at the gas station.

Otherwise I'm fucking brilliant. Overprotective and caring.

So any one tries to dump innocent people out of planes, the door simply will not open. Magic it is called. Its already happened. And it will not happen again.

Anyway for all the 007 Peirces that can stab so hard it hurts and heals at the same time.

This one is for you.

Thank you!

Lets really bust a move on that intuition. Its a life saver.

Man we are so so so so so so lucky today!!!

I couldn't be more thank ful!!

All of our military and cops that are ready and qualified and remember how to rescue from bunkers.

We need y'all. Don't forget to stay safe and well.

And our essientals and just our stay homers.

And beach goers.

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