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While it's on the mind, here's my wings of fire designs too. Not as much of a brainrot but still fun. Bad take or am I cooking with some of them? Let me know in the comments. Here's some (too many) notes:
I really liked the original designs when I first read these books, but I wanted to try my hand at uhh changing them a little. Mainly making them more distinct from each other (even if this irreversibly breaks canon XD)
-Sandwings live in a mixed savannah and desert habitat and have bodies adapted for resource scarcity, effective hunting, and heat dispersion. They have large ears to help cool off and listen for stuff. They can fly, but pretty weakly in comparison to some others, mainly using flight to navigate their large territories , get onto cliffs, and scan for prey. They typically climb up somewhere and then jump off. They are built like felines, and use a solo stalk and rushdown hunting approach coupled with a sting instakill. They live in family groups, with a ‘queen’ title going to the alpha female 💪 and everyone else hunting and living together. They are immune to their own venom, which acts very similarly to a scorpion’s but in a massive dose, causing numbness, breathing difficulties seizures, and eventually death. It takes time for them to make more once they’ve expended the dose, so they rarely use it outside of hunting or life/death situations (though the prospect of being stung is very scary to everyone else, and they will instinctively raise their tail when startled or threatened)
-Skywings live in high mountainous and forested areas, with some living in the lowlands. They are powerful flyers and very acrobatic due to their tail, though this comes at the expense of their agility on land and the strength of their non wing arms. They have long legs with powerful talons for grasping prey midair or snatching them from off the ground. They hunt and live alone unless they have a partner. Communities are made up of a loose group of related individuals who rarely collect in one place at once(queendom structure are a more recent and ‘unnatural’ thing for them, but very useful for organizing military efforts and empire building). They stay aloft for long periods of time and usually only land on their cliff homes. They need a sprint or a takeoff point to get flying, though. Unlike every other tribe, they have a noticeable difference between male and female (being a nose horn and red face for males.) males are prized for these features, and having a pretty husband is seen as an attractive trait for a queen.
-Seawings live along the coast. They normally only venture out of the water for trade and other resources, since they can get everything else they need underwater. Their large neck houses gills protected by thick pads that will close when on land, while their lungs are in their mid chest. Primarily adapted to swimming, they have very strong tails and webbed fingers and toes. They will also use their wings to steer and paddle, as well as manipulate things their other arms can’t reach. They will hunt in packs, corralling fish and other animals into a kill zone. They are very clumsy on land and in the air with their short limbs and weak wings. Their bioluminescent spots can be flashed for communication, and compared to the other tribes they have pretty poor vocal ability (due to the gills in their neck getting in the way) and will supplement with other spot/sign signals. Every individual has unique spots, though their glowing ones come in consistent numbers, sizes, patterns, and places on their body so they can use them for common language across their group. However, Different groups from different parts of the ocean have different numbers of spots in different areas, making cross communication via only spots difficult. Their whiskers help navigate in close or dark areas, and are seen as a status symbol.
-Mudwings live in warmer areas, specifically marshes and other wetlands (though sometimes in some forested areas too). Their thick armor helps protect them from other mudwings/competition, while also acting as an insulator that allows them to easily venture a wider range than other tribes from warm climates. Physically, they are the strongest and bulkiest. They typically use the element of surprise and their overwhelming size and strength to take down large prey. However, unlike other tribes they tend to eat more plants too due to their large size (all of them are technically omnivores, but meat makes up the dominant part of their diet because of their energy needs and their ancestors). They are also the poorest flyers out of the bunch, having sacrificed that for size and strength, though they can do short bursts similar to a chicken to get to hard to reach areas or to surprise attack prey faster than them, they’re similar to hippos and are adapted to living in the water too, using powerful webbed arms to propel themselves and dig through the mud, and their large lung capacity to stay submerged and hidden for long periods. Their nostrils, ears, and eyes are located near the top of their head, which also gives more room for Tusks. They use these to root around occasionally defend themselves. Tusk maintenance and appearance is very important to them. They live in large groups of families in the same area and have more communal social standards than other tribes.
-Rainwings live in tropical areas and have a very small habitat range. This has caused them to look and act very different than most tribes, leading to poor perception of them. They use their long claws, strong grasping fingers, and prehensile tail to climb around, and are pretty much arboreal. They have wings meant for quick takeoffs and flight in dense areas, and are pretty agile and swift. They and aren’t that great at sustained flight or dealing with high altitudes and winds though . Their frill is delicate and used for emoting (probably originally for mating purposes) Their skin is packed with chromatophores that they can use to match their surroundings, and they have loose ridges in their skin that they can raise to enhance the effect. Their skin is constantly changing color due to their brain activity, though they have set patterns/colors for emotions and communication. They can also choose to focus on organizing their skin patterns to get coordinated colors and patterns, since normally it’s pretty disorganized. They eat a lot more plants due to their environment and due to social standards, but arent herbivores. They have the ability to spit acid out of hollow retractable fangs, and use precise shots of this coupled with their camouflage ability to get prey. They can also spray it at higher velocities for defense and offense, though this expends their supply much quicker. They don’t recognize a queen in their communities and are fairly disorganized into different cooperative groups.
-Nightwings are the result of a group that split off onto an island, though the volcanic activity on their original island escalated to the point where they had to emigrate. They are great fliers, using their wings and tail extensions to travel great distances to track prey and ambush from above. When on land, they aren’t particularly fast or strong, and instead are built for persistence. Their hunting tactic involves getting an initial bite onto prey, then waiting for it to succumb to infection. Their spines, horns, muscles, and talons are mainly for defending their kill from other Nightwings rather than hunting it in the first place. As a result of this competition, they aren’t naturally very social like other tribes, They are mainly nocturnal.
-Icewings live in the colder tundras and snowy forest environments. They are pack hunters, using their speed and persistence to take down prey, similar to wolves. Their long overlapping scales help them trap heat and survive in the cold, and while the guy i drew here is pretty skinny they also store fat much more readily than other tribes. Their bowed wings are mainly used to swoop in in prey, and like falcons they often take steep dives to grapple it. Their antlers only grow in at a certain time in the year, but royalty will wear embellished artificial ones in the meantime.
#my two vasly different dragon media interests#the httyd book dragons are also intelligent but unlike the wof ones i never imagine them wearing clothes and theyre never referenced#using tools or really wearing jewlery or building things they live in packs like animals but many of them can carry on a convo with a human#comparatively id say that the main difference is that the wof have a distinct grouping and relationship between the types of dragon while#in the httyd books those guys are just Everywhere and Everything#and also Humans are a major part of httyd while theyre just kinda weird little creatures in wof#wof art#wings of fire#wof#drawing
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Agatha All Along deep dive: episode 4 part 2
(Wandavision entries: [1][2][3])
(AAA entries: ep1 [1][2][3][4] ep2 [1][2][3][4] ep3 [1][2][3] ep4 [1][2])
THE LITTLE FLOWER POPPIN. THE M'LADY
seems like agatha is having An Emotion
but look! look! rio is once again being super special extra on purpose!! because if she just strolled in agatha would be overwhelmed and run away again. so what does rio do??? she corners her with a grand zombie entrance!!! the more over the top she acts, the more agatha is in her element and comfortable interacting. and in this case, angry is a better start than sad. all part of rio's Brilliant 66-Steps-Plan To Win Her Wife Back™ (or was it 666?)
her face omg
oooh are you mad??? are you big mad at little ol' me???????
agatha is like nope, nope, nope, nope, nope, nope
imagine being aubrey plaza and being born so effortlessly cool. she's cool even when she's awkward dear lord
jen and alice: kinda stunned by both her hotness and her weirdness
lilia: VADE RETRO SATAN (lilia's spider senses are already tingling)
will I ever be over the fact that Death is just one particularly powerful green witch?? that she's a gentle if odd girl who grows plants and flowers and mushrooms and is called the River of Life??? that she is the embodiment of life in all her forms? that decay and regrowth are all part of the same natural cycle? that the hardest and most inexplicable thing a living being can go through is also the most reassuringly organic and normal???
have I already said "i love you patti lupone" today?
we're off to see the wizarrrrd. her cute peter pan outfit!
what do we think, billy? does she want to talk about it, or does she have the emotional maturity of a baby ostrich?
same girls, same
whoa there ladies, calm down. I'm already taken
lilia is also having an Emotion. it must be pretty weird to realize that your mortal foe is this hot
alice going NOPE when she sees her mom's house. the leaves are red alice, honey. it's your turn.
(does the back of rio's jacket look like a ribcage?)
it's going to be fine baby. your friends are all here. you can do this. deep breaths.
fire moon! fire moon! fire moon! oh this is my favorite trial
*grabs the mike* WOULD
from right to left: would, would, would, would, would, oh hi joe
rio: BITCH I AM?!?!?!?!?!?!? (everyone say thank you costume department)
the Road isn't subtle, BILLY.
sure, there wasn't enough sexual tension already, let's add side boobs, shall we? and rio being like hey agatha, hey agatha, hey. guess what. I'm here again agatha. you're not gonna get rid of me this time agatha.
I keep thinking that every reflection agatha comes across is a "te veo". and even when rio isn't there she is watching from mirrors and from puddles.
OH MY GAWD AGATHA how can you expect me to cope when you look around to make sure nobody is watching and then you lean in so so so sclose and then you say no with such a deep soulful voice and so much intimacy and such quiet anger and not one lil hint of clownery. I AM ABOUT TO GO FERAL
agatha around rio is like, mind screaming in anguish and body screaming in horny. lethal combination
lilia who's been trying and failing for centuries and centuries to come to terms with the violence human beings inflict on whoever is different
if there is one thing a broadway pro is trained to do is making people cry while wearing increasingly stupid wigs
JEN SEEING MASKS BECAUSE SHE DOESN'T KNOW WHO HIDES BEHIND THE MONSTER THAT BOUND HER
fletwood mac?!?!!?!?!?!?!? in this economy?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? I cannot handle much more of this, my emotions are raw and fragile and tender as it is already!!!!!!!!
oh, alice.
well this episode is making me feel like agatha: sad and horny. weird vibe but okay.
#agatha all along#agatha deep dive#agatha harkness#rio vidal#agathario#alice wu gulliver#aubrey plaza#kathryn hahn#ali ahn#patti lupone#character analysis
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Girl At The Rock Show Part 6 -smut warning 18+
Characters: Jensen Ackles (xreader). Mac(o.c), Jared Padalecki.
Warnings: SMUT, Oral fem receiving, Oral Male receiving, Fingering, P.I.V. Unprotected sex (wrap it y'all), Language Drinking, Fluff, lmk if I forgot any
Summary: Getting dragged to that live show might have been the best thing that ever happened to you. Now you are falling. Falling fast.
Word count: 7,193 words (sorry couldn't stop)
A/N: So there's a lot bit of smut. I'm still new at it. Be nice Thank you all for the kind words and the inspiration to keep writing.🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 Hope y'all enjoy it. 💗
Please don't copy my work and post it elsewhere.
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{} Reader’s P.O.V {}
“I’m not an expert, but you sound ready for this interview to me, sweetheart.” He looked at you with a smile as he slowed and pulled up to the gate. He leaned out to put the code in.
“I think I am. Just hopefully they like me.”
“And who wouldn’t,” he winked at you, making you smile.
You looked forward and your jaw dropped. “Holy shit Ackles, Its huge.” He smirked. “Perv.” You teased him, making him laugh. “So do you have a crazy rich person collection?”
“Is that really a thing?” He asked driving through the gate.
“I guess so.” You shrugged your shoulders. “Like art, watches, Oh Nicholas Cage has a real dinosaur skull in his backyard.”
“That would be kinda cool.”
“Freaking celebrities,” you said smiling at him. and he laughed as he lifted his head.
He whipped around the cul-de-sac, so the house was on your side. Damn this house was nice. You got out and noticed the garage. “Um 7 doors?”
“Alright. So maybe I have one crazy collection. There are 2 empty spots though, so not as bad.”
“Can I see them?” you bit your lip.
“Absolutely.” He held his hand out, you walked over to him and laced your fingers in his. You walked over to the door. In the first spot was Baby. “you’ve met Baby.” He said as you walked past her. “Second spot is usually where the truck goes.” He said leading you through the empty space
“A Porche 911 GT3 RS?!!” You quicken your steps and hesitate to touch it. “You have a Porche 911 GT3 RS and you picked me up in a ’67 Impala?”
He chuckled. “Shhh You’ll hurt her feelings.” He mocked you
“So does the almost girlfriend get to driver her?”
He grimaced as he inhaled sharply. “I don’t know about that one.”
Your eyes went wide “But I let you drive my Beau.”
“You got to drive Baby.”
“Well, I didn’t know I had options.” You said frantically with wild eyes. He laughed “Not fair.” You said and then pouted.
“I’ll think about it.” he teased.
You sighed. “I guess that’s better than a no.” He smiled “Bye Porche. Don’t worry I’ll drive you one day.” He chuckled. The next car was a 1968 Chevrolet Camaro. “Hey, look its Beau’s dad.”
“Quite the car enthusiast huh?” he asked.
“Got it from my pops. That man loved cars.”
He smiled “Mine too!”
The last car was a 1966 Ford Shelby Mustang GT350. “Oh, she’s pretty.”
“She was my first after baby.”
“Your crazy rich person collection is very nice.” He grinned. “And have I told you that you look very handsome today Mr. Ackles.”
“Still thinkin about it.”
“Damnit.” You said making him laughed.
As you walked to the house you pointed at a flat part of his lawn. “Your dinosaur skull would look great right there.”
He smiled. “Or I could buy another Porsche.” You narrowed your eyes at him. “What? Too soon?”
“Jerk.” You raised your eyebrows and waited.
“Are you really trying to get me to call you a bitch, so you can guilt trip your way into the Porsche”
You gasped. “I would never!” you smirked. He chuckled and shook his head.
The front porch was big with a nice seating area. He pulled his keys out of his pocket and unlocked the door. He pushed the door open and gestured for you to go. You walked in a nice sized area. Stairs going up on the left. To the right were couches on either side of the coffee table with pops of blue and grey from the throw pillows. He took his suit jacket off and hung it on the back of the couch that was closet. “So, this is the seating area I guess you’d call it.” He started toward the doorway on the other side of the room. “You want a beer?” he turned around to you kicking off your boots and sliding them out of the way. “Sweetheart you don’t hav.”
You put your hand up “I don’t need the ghost of my mother coming to yell at me for wearing shoes in your house.” you said with a smile. He chuckled. “But I will take that beer.” You followed him into a gorgeous kitchen. A big bar and a nice island. All shiny stainless-steel appliances. You hopped on one of the barstools. You saw a picture of him and his family on the fridge. “Aw you guys are cute.”
He smiled as he closed the fridge. “That’s my daddy, Alan. That’s my mama, Donna. My brother, Joshua. My sister, Mackenzie. And me. That was last Christmas.”
“You guys close?”
“Super. They all still live in Texas, so we get together as much as we can.”
“Adorable.”
He smiled as he cracked open the can he got out of the fridge. “Here.” He slid it to you. “Try that.”
You narrowed your eyes to him as you lifted the beer. You looked down at the can. “Family business beer company. Cosmic cowboy.” You lifted your brows and looked at him.
“Just try it.” You took a drink. It was pretty damn good. You could taste a layer of pine with notes of pineapple and grapefruit. You don’t know how mixed together perfectly, but it did “Well?”
“Eh.” He gave you an unamused look. “Just kidding Ackles. It’s pretty good.” He narrowed his eyes “I mean oh my god. This is the best beer I’ve ever tasted in my life.” You said with thick sarcasm
He laughed. “I know whoever thought up that recipe is a freaking genius, right?!”
You chuckled. “I don’t know if I’d go that far, but it’s a damn good beer.”
He shook his head with a smile and opened another can. You spun around to another seating area although this one was much bigger. You hopped off the barstool and took a couple steps. There was a huge screen hanging on the wall in front of a colossal sectional with a matching ottoman. you turned back to him. “Really a projector?” he leaned against the bar.
“That thing is badass. I just had it put in a bout a month ago. I can not wait to watch the cowboys on it. “
“Yea. Hopefully they will do better this year than last year.” He raised an eyebrow. “You gotta admit they kind of sucked last year.”
His face went hard. “Please tell me your joking.”
“Oh, is the cowgirls a soft spot?” you teased.
He hid a smile and narrowed his eyes at you. He stepped towards you. You started to take a step back, but he lunged at you. With a small yelp he tossed you over his shoulder “Really?! This hardly seems necessary Jensen.” He started humming as he walked into the tv area, ignoring your whines. “Seriously? I’m in a freaking dress here. This is not appropriate.” He started singing still ignoring you.” You put your elbows in his back and lifted your head. “Can you at least tell me if my ass is hanging out?” he continued singing. You took a deep breath and exhaled through your lips letting them vibrate. You felt him chuckle. “Those slack looks good on you Mr. Ackles.”
“Flattery will get you nowhere.” He said stopping in front of the sectional. “Are you done running your mouth?” he said in a playful tone.
“I can’t make any promises.”
“Ok, we can finish the tour like this.” He started spinning in circles. “So, this is the living room.”
“Ok. Stop. You win. The cowboys rule.”
He laughed and bent over sitting you on the sofa. You caught his face with your hands before he could stand back up. A fire woke in your core when his needy lips captured yours and your hands slid up into his hair. He let out a growl as you leaned onto the couch pulling him with you, he put his hands on the back of the couch to catch his weight. Your tongue danced in anticipation as you parted your lips and waited. The fire blazed brightly at the taste of his skillful tongue. You imagined how his tongue would feel in other places and your core pulsed.
You sat up, with your mouth still on his. You put your hand on his chest and gently pushed him back as you stood up. He looked at you with questioning eyes. You smirked and gently shoved him down on the couch. He looked up at you with those shiny emeralds, You smiled as you raised your right knee and placed it on the couch beside him resting your hand on the back of the couch and slowly started to stretch the other over him. He let out another growl and grabbed your hips and pulled you down in top of him. A moan escaped your lips as his clothed shafted brushed against your thin panties. His finger tangled in your hair and pulled your mouth back down to his. His tongue instantly back on yours. Again you imagine how good his tongue would feel between your legs, your hips start to rock. He moaned and you could feel his hardness twitch through the clothes.
You gripped his hair in your fingers and pulled his head back exposing his neck. You trailed kisses up and down his neck, His breath quickened as you started to rock faster. Pants and moans filled the large room.
“Mmmm Baby…” he moaned. “You sure about this?”
You brought your lips up to his ear. You felt him twitch again as you whispered yes and took his earlobe in your lips. Lightly tugging on it with your teeth.
He let out a loud growl and lifted you as he stood, your legs wrapped around his waist. He kissed you and then bounced you moving his hands to your ass, then he walked through the kitchen and into the sitting area. You kissed up his neck as you lifted yourself brushing against his hardness. He groaned and suddenly your back was against the wall. His mouth devouring yours. He nuzzled his nose against yours then skimmed it across your cheek and his lips find your earlobe as he starts to roll his hips “Jensen.” you whimpered, you core pulsating with desire. You can feel the smile against your ear. He tightens his grip on your ass and spins as he starts up the stairs. You lifted to kiss his neck again.
“Sweetheart you do it again we ain’t making it to the bedroom.” He said making you giggle.
He nudged the door open with his foot and laid you down on the bed. He stepped back and flipped on the light on. A smile spread across his face as he looked you up and down, you couldn’t help but smile back. Your arms wrapped around him as he crawled on top of you, he let out a moan as he dipped his hips. Putting his lips back on yours he slid his hand up your thigh leaving a trail of goosebumps. The fire flowed through your veins when he reached your clit. You let out a moan of his name as he started circling it through your panties. His fingers dipped down, as he pushed your panties to the side. He let out a groan once he felt how wet you were for him. The fire rushes through your veins again as he slides his finger into your entrance. He moaned as you bucked your hips making his finger go deeper. He trailed kisses down your neck as he slid a second finger into you. He started pumping his fingers and pulled your already low dress down exposing your breast. You let out a moan as he flicked your nipple with his tongue. You fill the room with moans and heavy pants. As he takes your nipple into his mouth swirling his tongue around it and speeds up the pumping of his fingers.
“Jen, Jensen.” you moan loud as you fell the knot in your stomach tighten.
“You gonna come on my fingers (y/n)?” he pumps his fingers harder and starts circling your clit with his thumb. “Mmm come for me.” he curled his fingers and found you g-spot and the knot bursts making you moan out his name again, pure bliss crashing over your body. You quivered as he slowed his fingers, helping you ride out your high. He kissed your lips as he slid his fingers out, He sat up and licked your juices off them. “mmmm”
He hooked his fingers under your panties, and you lifted giving him permission. He stood up as he slides them off your feet. Gazing in your eyes his finger works the buttons on his shirt. You lick your lips leaving the bottom one in your teeth, God he was so sexy. He finished the last button, and the shirt dangled open giving you a peek at his chiseled chest and ab lines. You inhaled deeply as you drank the view in. Your eyebrow raised as he unbuckled his belt with one hand and slid it off in one quick motion throwing it across the room. He hovered over your dripping core, inhaling your sweet scent. He looked up at you with a devilish smile and wrapped his arms around your thighs. Spreading them as he pulled your ass to the edge of the bed. He lifted your knees leaving kisses down your inner thigh and he knelt on his knees. Your walls clenched when you felt his hot breath on your dripping lips. A loud moan pulled from your lungs as he dives in lapping up your sweet juices.
“Jensen” you cry out as he swirls his togue around your clit. He moaned at the sound of his name and kept going keeping the same pace. Your fingers twisted in his hair when he put his fingers back inside you and you praised him with another moan of his name. The knot in your stomach tightened as he curled his fingers and found that sweet spot once more. You tugged at his hair as he pumps his finger faster. You start to roll your hips, and he flattened his tongue against your swollen clit letting you set the pace you want. “Babe, I’m gonna.” You cry out as you fell the knot in your stomach about to burst again.
He shoved his fingers deeper. “Mmmm come on baby” Your face scrunched as you reached your climax. Your soaked pussy clenching around his fingers. Heavy pants filled the room as he helped you ride out the high for the second time. He crawled back on top of you, a huge grin on his and his beard glistening from your cum. He wiped his mouth on his shirt and then kissed you. He lifted off you and unbuckled the belt around your waist. you sat up and lifted your arms, he slid the dress over your head and tossed it. You ran your hands up his chest and caught his shirt and continued sliding until his shoulders were bare. He jiggled his arms, and it dropped to the floor. He stood up and pulled down his slack and boxers unleashing he thick throbbing cock. He stroked his shaft as he looked at your naked body. He let out a moan as your hand slid down to your clit and you started pleasuring yourself.
He smirked and crawled back on top of you. He kissed your lips and wrapped his arms under you. Lifting you again he walked on his knees until your head was at the pillows.
“(y/n) you 100% sure?”
You reached down and took his cock into your fingertips. He let out a moan as you slid his tip up and down your slick. You moaned together as you put the tip in your entrance and bucked your hips, making him slide into you. “Fuck.” Jensen whispered as he dipped his hip and buried himself further into you. He smiled and then kissed you as he waited for you to adjust to his size. You bucked your hips letting him know you were ready. He brought his hips back, making you moan his name again as he pushed back in. He answered you with a groan. He rested his forehead against you as he quickened his pace. You raked your nails across his back, and he lifted onto his elbows making his cock go deeper inside of you. Your walls pulsed at his husky moan of your name. Heavy pants coming from both of you as he pumped into your harder. You moaned his name as you felt the knot in your stomach tightening. You breathe hitched as you neared your climax. “Baby don’t stop.” Your walls tightened around him. “Right there.”
“Come on (y/n). I wanna feel you come again.” The knot bursts once more and the bliss crashes over you again. He moaned loudly at the feeling of your walls clenching him. Jensen buried his face in the nook of your neck as he let out a loud groan and pulled out. You bit you lip as you felt his warm cum spread on your stomach. He raised his head after he caught his breath and kissed your cheek then your lips. You smiled as he did his cute nose nuzzle. He kissed your lips again. He tried to get up, but you pulled him back down to kiss him. He kissed you and tried to get back up, but you didn’t release your hold. He chuckled. “Sweetheart, I gotta get you cleaned up.”
“One more.” He chuckled and kissed you one more time. You let him up. You laid as still as you could and sucked your belly. Trying to keep it from running onto the bed. You heard the water turn on and then off. He can back in with warm wet wash cloth in one hand and a towel in the other. You jumped at the jolt from your warm sensation on your sensitive clit.
“Sorry.” He said with a grimace.
“It’s ok.” You watched with admiration and a smile as he made sure he got all the sticky substances off your skin. After he was done, he threw the linens toward the bathroom and walked over to his dresser. He got out a white shirt “Do you want boxers, gym shorts, or sweatpants?”
“Boxers are fine.” He took a pair out and handed the clothes to you. “Thank you.” sitting up.
He kissed your lips. “(y/n) you don’t have to thank me for taking care of you.”
“Well, I did, and I will. Get used to it Ackles.” He chuckled. He kissed you again and then walked back over to the dresser. He slid on a pair of boxers and started gathering up the clothes on the floor while you got dressed.
He came back in and laid down on his back beside you. raising his arm and putting it under his head. “I think next time we should leave your boots on.” You laughed and laid on your back beside him. He had his eyes closed. He brought his arm down around you and pulled you closer to him. You laid your head on his chest with already heavy eyelids. He kissed the top of your head. “So, I thought it over.”
“About the Porche?”
He chuckled. “Mmhm.”
“Good or bad?”
“Maybe both?”
“How? It’s either a yes which is good and the right choice. Or its no and I will cry.”
He chuckled again. “Well, there’s a condition...” you noticed his heartbeat start to race.
“Yes. Whatever it is yes.”
“Ya wanna hear what you’re signing up for first?”
“Sure.”
“I want that almost word to go away….”
“What almost.” Your heart jumped in your throat when you realized what he was saying. “You don’t think it’s too soon?”
“Do you think it’s too soon?”
“I think other people will.”
“Fuck ‘em.” You chuckled. “I knew as soon as I saw you at the bar.”
“Oh, whatever Ackles.”
“I’m serious.” He brought his hand up and laced his fingers through yours. “I know what I want, if you no ther.”
“When did I say that?”
“I’m just sayin’ darlin’.”
You raised your head and looked at him. He opened his eyes. “You sure you want plain ol’ boring me?”
“Baby, you are far from plain and boring.”
You smiled. “Ok.”
“Ok?” the corners of his mouth turned up.
“Yes Jensen.” A smile spread across his face exposing almost all his teeth. He grabbed you and pulled your face up to him. He kissed you passionately and then his smile returned.
You put your head back on his chest and he started humming. You took a deep breath and let it out. He started to run his fingers through your hair, and you could feel yourself dozing.
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He woke up before his alarm went off. She was still asleep in his arms. His heart filled with joy as he replayed last night in his head.
“What time is it Ackles?” she whispered
“How’d you know I was awake?”
“I can feel your eyes on me.”
He chuckled and grabbed his phone. “It’s 4:30”
“And how far away from my house am I?”
“About half an hour.” She sighed.
“30 more minutes.” She pleaded as she nuzzled in his chest. He smiled and rolled on his side wrapping his arm around her tightly. He felt her drift back to sleep. Alright Jensen time to be a good boyfriend. He smiled at the thought.
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{} Reader’s P.O.V {}
You woke up in a cold empty bed. Really? You thought disappointed, but then you smelled it. The cold air gave you goosebumps as you got out of his bed. You dipped into the closet then headed down the stairs.
“Good morning Mr. Ackles.” You said walking into the kitchen.
“Dang it. I was trying to surprise you. It’s not even 5 yet.” he said as he flipped the bacon. You walked over and kissed him on the cheek. And turned toward the coffee maker. “Hey one more.” He stuck his cheek out in your direction. He turned his head, so you were kissing his lips. “Good morning.” He said with a smile. “That’s a really nice hoodie you got there.”
“Get used to it Ackles, girlfriend gets access to any and all hoodies.” You said grabbing one of the mugs he had out and pouring coffee.
He chuckled. “Oh really? Sugar’s there he pointed and creams in the fridge.”
“Hey, I don’t make the rules.” You said, opening the fridge and grabbing the creamer. He took the rest of the bacon out of the pan, putting it on a rack with a try underneath so the grease could drip off. You stepped in front of him to grab a piece and his arms wrapped around you. You ate a couple more pieces of bacon and feed him bites here and there. “You comin’ with me to get your truck?”
“Yea Mac probably wants it out of the driveway.”
“Are you kidding? She probably already posted pictures with it.” he chuckled. He leaned back on the bar. “You full babes?” you asked.
“Yea. I was snacking with making it.”
You turned around and walked over to him. wrapping your arms around his neck, his went around your waist. “Thank you for breakfast,” you pulled his face to yours and nuzzled his nose.
“Any time sweetheart.” He said with a smile
You pulled up your gate and leaned out to punch in the code. “You alright over there?” you said as he adjusted his sweats.
“You driving a stick is pretty hot, not gonna lie.” You giggled and pulled through the gate.
You pulled up in the driveway and pulled the e-break. You sighed and got out. You waited for him in front of your car. “You know she’s gonna have a million questions, right?”
“Bring ‘em on” he said with a smile. “Are you gonna tell her about your new boyfriend.”
“Ha old news. Her and Jared swore up and down yesterday you were already my boyfriend.” He wrapped his arms around your shoulders as you walked to the front door.
“Well good morning.” Mac yelled from the kitchen.
“Morning.” You said walking into the kitchen. Mac was standing at the counter.
“Oh. My. God.” She said “getting a look at your outfit. “I want every dirty little detail. I bet he is freaking.” You smiled and your cheeks got warm. “Like how huge are talking? Oh, I bet he gives a mean dic.
“Mornin’ Mac.” Jensen said as he walked through the doorway
“Hey Jensen.” she said embarrassed. He chuckled.
“How many pictures did you take with the truck?” you asked her as she handed you a cup of coffee.
“None.” She stuck her tongue out at you. “Coffee Jensen?”
“Sure, just black is fine.”
“So how was dinner?” she asked, handing him his coffee.
“It was amazing.
“And after dinner?’
“Even more so.”
She looked over at the clock. “Shit I gotta go. Good luck today! Even though you don’t need it.” She blew you a kiss, “Jensen always nice to see you.” she grabbed her purse. Tonight. It starts! Love you,”
“Bye Mac.” He said.
“Bye love you.” you told her.
Jensen turned to you. “So. What starts tonight?”
You raised your brows. “Take a guess.”
His eyes lit up. “Really?”
“Yep. I gotta get in the shower.”
“Finally!!” he yelled making you laugh.
You wrapped a towel around you as you stepped out of the shower. You walked through the doorway to Jensen laying on your bed. You smiled.
“Ya know what I don’t get.”
“What’s that doll face?”
“Why do they put up with this bitch? If nobody in the office likes her why not kick her to the curb?”
“Because it a reality TV show. Gotta have some drama.”
“And all these girls do is run behind each other’s back sayin she said this and she said that.” He looked over to you smirking at him “what?”
“You are totally into this show.”
“I am not.”
“Ok Ackles. Whatever you say.” Said with a chuckle as you grabbed panties and a bra out of your dresser.
He licked his lips eyeing you. “so you gonna drop that towel or…”
“Are you gonna turn your head?”
“Nope. Get used to it sweetheart. Boyfriend gets access to any and all naked shots.” You narrowed your eyes at him “hey I don’t make the rules.” He smirked raising an eyebrow.
His phone started to ring. He put his hand over the back camera and answered it. “Hey buddy what’s up? How’s Odette?”
She’s asleep in the back seat. I just dropped the boys off at school.”
“Really Jensen?!” You gestured at your nakedness.
“Yea like I’d really show him. I love him, but not that much.” Jensen chuckled. “Is she feeling any better?”
“Not really. She keeps saying he ear hurts. He fever did break last night. You want me to let you go?” He noticed Jensen not paying attention.
“I’m listening to you. Her ear hurts and he fever broke last night.” He didn’t look away from you as you out your bra and panties on.
“What are you watching?”
“(y/n) is getting ready for her interview.” You stepped into your skirt and found a nice top in your closet. You ran into Mac’s room to grab the shoes she said you could borrow.
“Oh, so we are changing in front of each other now?”
Jensen looked at the phone and gave Jared a shy smile. Jared raised his eyebrows. “What time is her interview?”
“8:30.”
You looked at your watch as you walked back into your room. It was 7:35 “ I have to leave in 10 mins.”
“It only takes 20 minutes to get there.”
“I want to be early.”
“25 minutes earlier?”
“There could be traffic or a wreck or I could get lost. There are many things that could go wrong and knowing my luck will go wrong. Better to be prepared Ackles.” Your walked back into your bathroom twisting you hair into a classy bun .
“Yea Ackles. Jeez.” Jared chimed in “Hey My mama said she would watch Odette for a while if you wanna get a coffee before you leave.”
“Always down for coffee with Padalecki.” Text me when you get back in town and we’ll meet up.”
“Sounds good. Good luck (y/n)!!
“Thanks Jared.” You yelled from the bathroom.
“Love you. Jay.”
“Love you more.” He hung up
“You two are adorable.”
“Shush.” He teased.
You took a deep breath and headed for the door. Jensen followed
Stopping at the driveway you turned to him with your lips out. He chuckled and kissed you.
“Good luck.” Another peck. “Not that.” Another. “You need it.” And another. “Call me after?” you nodded and he kissed putting his hand on your cheek this time.
“Bye Mr. Ackles.” You said with a smile as both of you walked to your driver’s doors.
He chuckled again “Bye baby.”
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Jensen was rinsing the shampoo out of his hair when he heard his phone ring he grabbed it off the sink “Hey Padalecki.”
“What’s up man?” Jared asked.
“Nothin’ finishing my shower.”
“Oh, do you have company in that shower?”
“Funny. You know she’s at her interview.”
Jared laughed. “Would it be easier for me to come there?”
“Well depends. Where you at?”
“Coming back in on 275.”
“Yeah, just come here and we can take one car.”
“Alright I’ll be there in a minute.”
“K.” Jensen replied and Jared ended the call.
“Yo.” Jensen heard Jared yell.
“Bedroom.” Jensen yelled back,
“Ackles!”
“What’s up man?”
“I’m more interested in what’s up with you.”
Jensen chuckled. “So, we made it official.”
“Oh yeah?” Jensen nodded with a grin. “Not surprising.” Jared walked over to the dresser and sat on top of it. Jensen grinned. “Was it before or after?” he asked. Jensen furrowed his brow. “Jensen, I have known you for a very long time. You think I don’t know what’s behind that grin? Why do you think I’m sitting here?”
“Shut up.” Jensen said with pink cheeks.
Jare smiled . “So, she didn’t think it was too soon?”
“She mentioned it, but she said she didn’t think so. She was worried other people would think so.”
“Fuck ‘em.”
“That’s exactly what I said.”
Jared bounced up and down. “I’m so excited and happy for you dude.”
“Please don’t break my dresser. You don’t need to replace anything else in this house.”
“I haven’t broken that much of your stuff.” As he hopped down.
Jensen raised his eyebrows. “You wanna go over the list?” he asked slipping on his boots.
“No. I wanna hear more about your girlfriend.” Jared teased as they walked out of the room. Jensen rolled his eyes “In all seriousness though I am really happy for you. She seems like a good catch. “
“Thanks man. I think so.” He said walking grabbing the laundry bag and walking out the door.
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“Alright J.P What do you need?” Jared pulled out his phone and opened his notes. “Oh, you have a list?”
“Yeah, Gen makes me type one out now.”
“Yeah, I would too if I was her.” Jensen’s phone started to ring. His face lit up. He hit the green icon. “Hey beautiful, how’d it go?” He gestured for Jared to take the cart.
“I don’t wanna talk about it.”
“Are you really trying to pull a Joey Tribbiani on me right now?”
“Damnit.” He could hear her sigh, and he chuckled. “It was amazing. They offered me the job on the spot. I start the day after tomorrow.”
“That’s my girl. See you had nothing to worry about.”
“Whatcha doin?”
“At target with Jared. Grabbing a few things for my flight. Gen asked him to pick some stuff up for the house.” He followed behind Jared. “What are you doing?”
“Heading back to my place to get some jeans.”
“Meet us at my place after?”
“I’ll see you then.”
“Bye, sweetheart.”
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She pulled up to the gate. “Call Ackles” she said as she pushed the voice commend button on her steering wheel.
“What’s wrong?” Jensen answered the phone.
“Nothing’s wrong I just can’t get in.”
He told you the gate key as you punched it in. “Thanks
“No prob.” She hung up.
“In Here.” Jensen yelled as you shut the door. You kicked your boots off and followed his voice.
You cover your mouth and let out a belly laugh when you see selling sunset projecting on his wall. You caught your breath. “You have Padalecki watching it now too? I’m sorry buddy.”
“I hate it, but I can’t stop watching it. Why?!”
You and Jensen laughed. “Hey Ackles, I’m stealing some chips.”
“You can have whatever you want.” Jensen got up. “You want anything man?”
“No. I’m good.”
Jensen walked into the kitchen and noticed his clothes folded neatly on the counter, along with his hoodie. “What’s this? You’re not gonna hold my hoodie hostage?”
“Or did I just bring it back to spray cologne on it?” He smiled. “Don’t let me forget my dress when we leave. K?”
“It’s already at the dry cleaners.” He stuck his tongue out. “I can do nice things too.” You turned to put the chips away. He stepped towards you, when you turned back around, to him holding an arrangement of flowers in a vase. “Congrats on the job.” He kissed your cheek.
Your eyes started to water. “Thank you, they are beautiful.” You kissed him. You sat the vase on his counter.
“You guys are just the cutest!” Jared said, you shook your head and smiled. You both joined him on the couch. You watched and giggled when the boys started bitching about the show.
Jared looked at his watch. “I gotta go get the baby and get her to the doctor.”
“I’ll walk you out.” Jensen said as he got up and followed his friend.
You paused the show and stretched out on the sectional. You could hear him running back into the living room. He jumped on top of you making you giggle. He kissed you cheek then your lips then your forehead. Then your other cheek then your lips again. He started to raise his upper body, but you stopped him wrapping your arms around his neck, you brought his lips back down to yours weaving them together. He growled when you pushed your tongue into his mouth. You took his hat off and tossed it, his hair tickled as it fell into your face. You whimpered as he dipped his hips rubbing his hardness against you. He trailed kisses across your cheek and down your neck mixing them with little nibbles, you grinded against him making him growl again. His hand slid up in your t-shirt and found your bra-covered breast, you moan as he started to caress it. His lips found yours again and he shoved his tongue inside them making the fire radiate through your core. He tucked his arm behind you searching for your bras clasp. He unhooked it and sat you up. your arms lifted and he slid your shirt over your head. He guided you back down with his mouth on yours. Then started trailing kisses but didn’t stop at your neck this time. He stopped at the top of your breast sucking down on the sensitive skin. A small gasp left your lips when he grazed it with his teeth. You could feel the area starting to bruise. “Really Jensen?” He pulled away admiring his work he gave you a wicked grin. He dragged his tongue from the sore area down to your nipple. Making you gasp again as he started to flick his tongue against it. You grinded against him trying to find some release for your pulsating center.
“Mmmmm someone’s a bit impatient.” His hand crushed against your hip holding them down. You let out a frustrated moan and he flashed that grin again. He bit his lip as he watched you squirm. He brought his mouth down to you other nipple and took it in his teeth as his fingers started stimulating your clit through your jeans. “Fuck Jensen.” You felt him smile again. He swirled his tongue as he quickened his fingers. Your heavy pants and moaned filled the air as you felt the knot tightening again. He stopped and sat up. He unbuckled your jeans and slid both of your bottoms off. No teasing this time he dove right in. Making you arch your back and moan his name loudly. The knot tightened and tightened as he lapped at your clit. He slid his fingers in your entrance and started pumping them. “Baby,” your walls clenched his fingers tight letting him know you were close. He curled them and the knot bursts as soon as he found it. He sat up and slowed his pumping as the bliss flowed through your veins. “I love making you cum.”
You smiled at him. “I love the way you make me cum.” You said sitting up and grabbing his shirt, he lifted his arms, and you pulled it over his head. He stood up unbuttoning his pants and pulled both of his bottoms down. You pushed off the couch and stood in front of him taking his throbbing cock into your hand. A grunt escaped his throat as you started pumping his shaft. His eyes went wide as you kneeled.
Your mouth watered with eagerness to taste his cock as you rubbed his tip on your lips. You stroked him with your hand. “Mmm Baby” he twitched at you took him in your mouth, but just barely. You started sucking, taking more and more and of him as your head moved towards his body. “Fuck (y/n)” he moaned as he reached your throat. You looked up to find his green eyes looking back. Brighter than you’ve ever seen them. You bobbed your head slowly and as your pace sped up so did his panting. You wrapped your hands around the back of your thighs and gave him permission. His hands gripped your hair as he thrusted in and out of you mouth “Fuck baby.” You sucked harder. “Baby. I’m gonna cum.” He tried to pull out of your mouth, but your wrapped hands stopped him and pulled him deeper into your mouth. With a loud groan you felt his salty goodness trickle down your throat. His hands slid to your face as you stood up and his mouth was on yours. You turned him and shoved him down on the couch. You sat down straddling him and sinking down on his hardness you both let out a moan. You leaned on him and started bouncing. He smacked your ass as you rode him. fire flowing through your veins. The knot in your stomach started to tighten as he stood lifting you up and laid you on the ottoman. You moaned loudly as he slammed back into you. He thrust hard and fast “Fuck Jensen...” The knot got tighter and tighter. “I’m gonna come.” He pushed deeper making the knot in your stomach bursts harder than you’ve ever felt. He let out a loud groan as your walls pulsated around him. He pulled out and tried to catch his cum in his hand. He managed. To catch most of it. You lay back and tried to catch your breath.
“Gimme a second Baby.” He hurried to the sink, and you giggled. You heard the water run as he washed his hands. He came back in and laid down beside you on his back. You rolled over and put your head on his chest. He wrapped his arms around you and kissed your head. “That was fucking amazing.” You nodded. “You ok darlin’?” You nodded. He chuckled and started playing with your hair.
You woke up in a panic. “Jensen! What time is it?”
“Don’t worry. I’ve been watching the clock.” He said. “You only dozed for about 20 minutes.”
You sat up. “So, what’s a girl got to do to get some coffee around here?” He chuckled.
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Your stomach ached as he drove Beau to the airport. He had your hand in his lap, fingers laced. He sang along with Texas Tornado as it played through your speakers.
“You know you have to call and sing to me every day, right?”
He chuckled. “I can do that.” Your hand stayed on his thigh as he downshifted for the light. You leaned on his shoulder. He kissed the top of your head. “It has to be a facetime though. I like the way you look at me when I sing.”
“Deal.” The light turned and he turned into the airport. You sighed as he parked and leaned his head against yours. “You ready Ackles?”
“No.” he sighed. “Hopefully we get done early.”
“Hopefully.” You agreed.
He raised his head and reached for the door handle. You lifted off him and reached for your own. You got out and waited for him at the front of the car. “You, ok?”
“Yea. Something fell out.” He walked up to you. “Wanna walk me to the gate?”
“Are you kidding? I will take all the Jensen Ackles time I can get.”
“Grab your I.D.” you grabbed it and walked with him through the parking lot hand in hand.
You went through all the Transportation Security Administration screening procedures and walked fingers laced his gate. You took a deep breath and let it out. “2 weeks Ackles. What are you gonna do without me for 2 whole weeks?” you smiled. He laughed lifting his head.
“I don’t know darlin’.” He wrapped his arms around you. “I’m gonna miss the shit out of you.”
You laughed. “Same.”
“Oh, shit I forgot.” He got his phone out and sent you 3 contacts from his phone. “Jared, Steve, and Gen. Don’t worry, I already talked to them, and they are happy to help with anything or hang out or whatever. They don’t me to tell you not to hesitate to call or text.”
“You don’t.”
“It would make me feel better if I did.”
“Ok. Thank you.” He took your face in his hands and kissed your lips. “Have a good flight. Let me know when you get there.”
“I promise.” He kissed you again and then nuzzled your nose. Then you heard the last boarding call for his flight. He kissed your forehead and then your lips. He turned and started to walk away. “Bye Mr. Ackles.”
He smiled. “Bye Baby.”
He walked up to the doors and handed them all his paperwork. He turned around and blew you a kiss. You blew one back and he walked through the doors.
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Here is a #30 gifs of Lucy Boynton in I Am the Pretty Thing That Lives in the House. All of these gifs were made by me from scratch, so do not redistribute or claim them as your own. If using, please give this a like and reblog!
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Osgood Perkins is a great director, but he seriously needs a good screenwriter.
#gretel and hansel#longlegs#i am the pretty thing that lives in the house#the blackcoat's daughter#osgood perkins#his movies are so visually gorgeous#and i actually like his slow burn horror#but he desperately needs a good screenplay to balance it all out#horror#cinema
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So Am I - out now!
for fans of Kate Bush, Sarah Kinsley, Tori Amos, Bjork, Caroline Polachek and The Last Dinner Party!
So Am I grew from multiple sources of inspiration and thinking. The phrase “so am i” came from what i would say to reassure myself when i was convinced my home was haunted. It was a kind of mantra to remind myself that i could be scarier than whatever was scaring me. As i grew older and moved through the world, i came to the realisation that this applies more broadly, especially when you are anybody who is made to feel afraid of being yourself. Most often the oppressor is far more afraid of you than you should be of them. The song is also inspired by a number of horror films and stories that use haunting as a metaphor for women being trapped in the domestic space.
very excited to share with you.
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i'm always really weirded out when a horror movie is set in mass because it's always a very aestheticized experience. i always feel that it is inauthentic and alien to me, despite having lived here my whole life. i feel that horror set in new england is mostly either stephen king or written by authors who've never spent more than a week in the rural parts but like the concept of the witch trials or the puritans, and even when they try to emulate it and do some research, they come up short. it's obviously not a huge issue - rural massachusetts deserves to be mocked sometimes and it's not as if we're talking about cultural appropriation here (not usually. i mean. the old indian burial ground thing still happens in these parts and is very bad.).
HOWEVER, all of this to say that there are a million bad horror movies centered around massachusetts, but i should never have doubted oz perkins. likely thing to happen in mass.
#to clarify i know the vvitch is very popular and that one i think is good too! the shots of the woods felt a lot like home#oz perkins#osgood perkins#i am the pretty thing that lives in the house#mod rambles#mod watches films
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The films of Osgood Perkins
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I AM THE PRETTY THING THAT LIVES IN THE HOUSE (2016)
This is a sleepy little artistic film made by netflix. Spooky and ooky? Sure! Sad and slow? You bet! Exciting and fast paced? Not here! Interesting little flick about ghosts (and fate possibly). Poetic monologues peppered throughout keep you locked into this sleepy little tale.
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A peculiar little artistic film about ghosts but I am not sure why this ghost in particular scared our protagonist to death. That appears, at the end, to be how she dies unless the ghost did any more spooky poltergeist activity off screen but otherwise we just had Lily screaming and then she is on the floor after spotting Polly so one could make the leap that she was frightened to death. When Lily first came to the home to do hospice care for Ms. Blum, Lily informed us that she just turned 28 and would not make it to her 29th year so we knew from the start she was doomed (it is just that she didn’t know that, not until after the fact).
Ms. Blum had written 14 novels of scary stories, her most famous being about Polly, her lady in the walls, and this story was apparently told to Ms. Blum by Polly herself which is spooky! You think it is fiction or a dementia thing but really there is a ghost in the house and her name is/was Polly and she used to tell Ms. Blum all about her life and then death (before she got all turned around). They say we don’t know how she died but the title of the book is “The Lady in the Walls” so take a wild guess at where she died. After Lily is scared to death, Ms. Blum passes away, presumably from being left alone but she becomes her young self as a ghost and is back to writing books again (but still looking for Polly).
Polly was nowhere to be seen since the night of Lily’s death and only appears briefly as a half backwards specter to possibly kill the next inhabitants of the home. And then there is Lily. Lily, our pretty thing, is still in the house, and she will rot there, as she tells us herself. She informs us we can borrow the home from her, but it is hers even though she didn’t speak to ghostly Ms. Blum. Very strange to be sure. There is also this idea that a home with a person who died in it is always haunted but that is such an American idea because all our houses are newer Otherwise everyone else is fucked and haunted always. I don’t think all houses with death are haunted, not all ghosts would want to stay, besides things would get crowded fast, don’t you think?
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Countdown to Halloween: 31 Days of Horror Movies (prompts from goryhorroor)
Day 30: A Netflix Original horror movie
"It can't be too much longer now. Because time spent in a house with a death in it passes more quickly, you know." - I Am the Pretty Thing That Lives in the House (2016)
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I Am The Pretty Thing That Lives In The House is a cryptic ghost story from Netflix - here's how the movie ends. I Am The Pretty Thing That Lives In The House is directed by Osgood Perkins, who previously helmed slow-burn 2015 horror The Blackcoat's Daughter. That film starred Emma Roberts (Scream Queens) and told a non-linear tale about possession and isolation. What the movie lacked in jump scares it made up for with great performances and shocking twists.
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A Review of a Thing
Greetings denizens of the incomprehensible abyss known as the internet, I am a random nobody who criticizes the art of people far more talented than I will ever be. This is the first time I have done anything remotely like this, so do not be surprised if you find it lacking. I know I sure do. Anyhoo, today I will be talking about a horror movie that wants to be a poem so badly that it forgot to have a point.
How do I describe I Am the Pretty Thing That Lives in the House? Boring is too simple a word for how little I cared about anything that happened in this movie. Maybe colorless, or would that be too obvious? When the most interesting thing in a multimillion dollar film is a mold stain, money has not been spent well. It is styled as a gothic horror in the tradition of The Fall of the House of Usher and other Edgar Allen Poe works, but Poe it is not. His stories had themes more interesting than “death is kind of scary, right?”
The movie is about a woman named Lily who is hired to work as a live-in nurse for an old horror novelist (named Iris Blum) with dementia. A simple setup with potential for interesting payoffs. Are there going to be nightmarish creatures spawned from the mind of a creative individual slowly losing their grip on reality? Is the nurse on the run from a past she can never truly escape? Will the main character ever go outside? All of these questions, and more, will be immediately answered no because there isn’t enough time between all the shots of walls.
The plot goes thusly: The nurse shows up, Iris mistakes her for the ghost she’d been talking to for inspiration, Lily reads the book based on Polly (the ghost)’s story and figures out that it had actually happened in the house, then sees Polly in person and dies of a heart attack. Iris dies too because there was nobody left to care for her, then the last ten minutes are Lily monologuing about how dead she is.
Lily is one of the main problems I have with the movie. For starters, she talks like a grandma with an odd cadence reminiscent of someone telling a bedtime story. It kind of works for her monologues (though the language is so flowery it makes me want to sneeze) but she even does it when talking to her friend, who she calls a slut the way you might call a puppy silly. I am aware that the actress is British, but then why make her do an American accent?
Lily is a mix of childish and extremely odd that might make sense if she were supposed to be mentally handicapped in some way, but there is absolutely no indication that she is. Not to say it would be a bad thing, I’m autistic myself. It’s just that, if you’re going to make such a character, you’re going to need to establish or at least hint at it at some point.
There is a ghost, but we never really find out much about her or her motives. It seems like she wants to show the world what her ultimate fate was, but then she goes and makes Lily hallucinate that there’s mold growing on her arms (the only remotely interesting scene in the movie, by the way.) What’s that for? If she just wants vengeance on the living, why does she tolerate the writer living in her house for decades? Why was she murdered anyway? What’s the significance of her walking around with her upper half on backwards?
While I complain, the movie does manage to set an atmosphere of doom. The house feels empty and dark even during the day, and the music sets you on edge when it’s supposed to. The problem is, though, that the movie barely does anything with it. building tension without adequate release leaves viewers feeling stressed. A movie that has you feeling worse than when you started is not one you want to see again. Anyway, more complaining.
Like I said before, there is a foundation for something good buried within the snores. The movie has themes of aging and decay, with Iris being shown to have once been quite attractive, but time has taken her mind and body. Very gothic horror, but none of it feels like it was used to its proper potential. It should have focused more on the author and her futile struggle against time, with the house visibly deteriorating as a reflection of it. Maybe the ghost could change too, slowly becoming more corpselike until it disappears and the actual body busts out of its hole to do some spooking. As it is, I Am the Pretty Thing That Lives in the House bats the idea of beauty being transient around like a cat with a toy but never goes in for the kill. (The two central characters are named after flowers ooo so deep)
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I Am The Pretty Thing That Lives In The House • Director Osgood Perkins
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Btw I am the pretty thing that lives in the house. This is how I rot.
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