#i know this movie is 'old' but i am in shambles

[notstilinski]

Logan Starters !

Taken from  the 2017 20th Century Fox movie, Logan! Some of these have already been edited. You can change them however you see fit! 

“Please! I'm in trouble! You're the only one that could help!”

“See, I'm not looking for you, (Name). Well, not really. I'm looking for someone, who's looking for you.”

“They’re all bad days.”

“You’re the man who puts me to sleep.”

“I always know who you are. It’s just sometimes I don’t recognize you.”

“You always thought... we were part of God's plan. But maybe... Maybe we were God's mistake.”

“I don't wanna fight, but there's things we need to discuss.”

“If you are planning to blow your brains out, could you wait till you're out on the high seas? I just mopped these floors.”

“Something's happening to you (Name). On the inside you're sick. I can smell it.”

“Don’t let them call anyone, please.”

“I know you're still good inside. I know you want to help us.”

“I'm a glorified truffle pig, not a clairvoyant.”

“What if they wake up before I get there?”

“Well, I left them in the same ditch they were gonna leave me in.”

“As soon as I rip it out of your chest, fuck-stick.”

“Of course you'd say that. But I got a theory that people don't really change.”

“They can't have things with patents running around, hurting people, can they?”

“We need to get her off the board, before she hurts anybody else. Someone you care about, maybe.”

“They thought we were too poor and stupid to understand.”

“They are not my child. But I love them.”

“You may not love them. But they are your child.”

“In the real world, people die. And no self-promoting asshole in a fucking leotard can stop it.”

“I don't think (Name) needs reminding of life's impermanence.”

“How long has it been since you took your meds?”

“Easier? Jesus! There is nothing easy about you, (Name). Yeah.”

“Yes. Please be like the rest of the world, blaming someone else for your boring shit.”

“I know, Pop. I’m such a giant disappointment.”

“You honestly derive no sense of purpose, from what we're doing?”

“I did what I could and they burned me and beat me. Your colleagues are savages.”

“I wish I could say you were a good pupil, but the words would choke me.”

“You know, Logan... this is what life looks like. A home, people who love each other. Safe place. You should take a moment and feel it.”

“(Name) the world, is not the same as it was. We're taking a risk hanging around here, you know that.”

“Used to be a time when a bad day

was just a bad day.”

“Go play Okie dickhead somewhere else.”

“This is not the first time I've hurt people. Until today, I didn't know. You wouldn't tell me. So, we just kept on running away from it.”

“You can't nurture rage. You must simply design it, from scratch.”

“Get your lily-faced ass out here!”

“It's all right. You did fine, (Name). Your healing. Just breathe.”

“I was starting to think I was gonna have to tell, that nice little kid out in the waiting room her parent’s gone.”

“I'd always hoped... that I'd get the chance to meet someone like you.”

“I know that you're different but... that doesn't change the fact that something inside you is poisoning you.”

“Well, try to remind yourselves that these are all little killing machines.”

“Machines who would've happily disemboweled your family.”

“You are dying. You want to die.”

“Mine are different. I hurt people.”

“If you keep waiting, (Name) will find you and they will kill you all. You need to get out!”

“Hey, I never asked for this! All right? (Name) never asked for this. (Name) never asked for this. And they are six feet under the ground!”

“Bad shit happens to people I care about. You understand me?”

“I want you to breathe. It's just a flesh wound, baby.”

“You will not survive further wounds.”

“Run! They'll keep coming and coming.”

“Don’t be what they made you.”

[jokersfangirl84]

Frankie!! My Love!! *Siiiiggghhhh*.

PEDRO PASCAL as FRANCISCO ‘CATFISH’ MORALES Triple Frontier (2019)

[untitledmemes]

Dune: Part One Prompts

Part I An assortment of prompts taken from the movie Dune: Part One (2021). Adjust as necessary to fit pronoun and/or descriptor. In case of Multimuse, don't forget to specify which one/s. Reblog, please do not repost or add.

“ Dreams are messages from the deep. ”

“ Their cruelty to my people is all I've known. ”

“ Who will our next oppressors be? ”

“ It's good you're up early. ”

“ Why do we have to go through all of this when it's already decided? ”

“ If you want it, make me give it to you. ”

“ There is no call we do not answer, there is no faith we betray. ”

“ I'd like you to take me with you. ”

“ Can I trust you with something? ”

“ It felt like if I had been there, you'd be alive. ”

“ You're not taking me seriously. ”

“ Dreams make good stories, but everything important happens when you're awake because that's when we make everything happen. ”

“ I've been training my whole life. What is the point if I can't face an actual risk? ”

“ I need you by my side. ”

“ I told my father I didn't want this either. ”

“ A great man doesn't seek to lead. He's called to it, and he answers. ”

“ I found my own way to it. Maybe you'll find yours. ”

“ Don't stand with your back to the door. ”

“ The slow blade penetrates the shield. ”

“ You fight when the necessity arises, no matter the mood. ”

“ I see you found the mood. ”

“ You don't understand the grave nature of what's happening to us. ”

“ Don't be too sure it's an act of love. ”

“ When if a gift not a gift? ”

“ Defiance in the eyes. Like his father. ”

“ An animal caught in a trap will gnaw off its own leg to escape. What will you do? ”

“ I must not fear. Fear is the mind killer. Fear is the little death that brings obliteration. I'll face my fear and I'll permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past, I will turn to the inner eye and see its path. And where the fear is gone, there will be nothing. Only I will remain. ”

“ If you had been unable to control your impulses, like an animal, we could not let you live. ”

“ You inherit too much power. ”

“ Do you often dream things that happen just as you dreamed them? ”

“ Did you have to go that far? ”

“ Do you see so little hope? ”

“ How does it feel to walk on a new world? ”

“ Don't be fooled by the welcome. ”

“ Let's get you out of the sun. The heat can kill in this place. ”

“ They see what they've been told to see. ”

“ If you mean to harm me, I must warn you that whatever you're hiding, it won't be enough. ”

“ When you have lived with a prophecy this long, the moment of revelation is a shock. ”

“ Sire, I failed you today. There's no excuse. ”

“ It must never be known. ”

“ Thanks for the humiliation, old man. ”

“ I have never come so close to dying. ”

“ I respect the personal dignity of anyone that respects mine. ”

“ I believe your people and mine have much to offer one another. ”

“ Name what you want. If it's in my power to grant, I'll give it and ask for nothing. ”

“ Honor requires that I be elsewhere. ”

“ You have good eyes. ”

“ If we take one step out there, we're as good as dead. ”

“ I recognize your footsteps, old man. ”

“ Everything they left us is in shambles. We've been set up to fail. ”

“ I had a vision. My eyes were wide open. ”

“ You can't know that. I barely know that. ”

“ I trusted you completely. Even when you walked in shadows. ”

“ Why are you having these thoughts? This is not you. ”

“ I thought we'd have more time. ”

“ Why don't we just cut their throats? ”

“ Don't! You are not ready. ”

“ For hundreds of years, we've run blood for blood. But no more. ”

“ Here I am. Here I remain. ”

“ I am commanded to say nothing. To see nothing. ”

“ Tell me, please. What do you fear? ”

“ Somebody help me, please. ”

“ You know who you are. ”

[factual-fantasy]

23-ish Asks! :DD Fun pictures ahead!

--!!FNAF MOVIE SPOILERS!!--

@mbm-artist @pinkbomb08 @tadssstrange

AH! Happy Halloween! Sorry I am late to respond to you trick or treaters. I have been really busy lately with a project. For your patience and for waiting at my door step for several days- I reward you with only the finest delicacies I have to offer,

Be sure to devour it all in 1 sitting ya hear? :}

@jackal-lantern @trotg2367

I have seen the FNAF movie. And I have more negative things to say than positive <XD

The positive things being, MAT PAT YEAAAAHHHH- The first spook with Bonnie following the formula of the first game was THE BEST THING EVER. I'm so glad that Markiplier was fully intended to be a part of the movie. Its a bummer that he couldn't make it but its the thought that counts. <:) (He was busy working on Iron Lung and the schedules just didn't line up. He explains it all in this stream-)

Now for the negatives. Oh boy <XD Out of order- the movie wasn't nearly as scary as I expected. I was kind'a disappointed really. That 1 tense scene with Bonnie disappearing off stage was EXCELLENT but otherwise the scares were kind'a lackluster.. I feel like the scare with Foxy running down the hall needed the added sound of his thumping foot steps getting louder as they approached. Like in the game. That would have been scarier to me and would have been a call back, like Bonnie! Although I do appreciate that it was added at all. I would have been more disappointed if there wasn't a Foxy running down the hall scene <XD

Of course I wasn't a fan of the carbon copy of Vanessa being Williams daughter for obvious lore reasons. I didn't like how much the animatronics moved and how blatantly alive they were. It took away so much of the horror for me. Also how quickly Mike just.. accepted that they were ghosts?? It took like 3 minutes to convince him. I wished they had stuck with the scares and the atmosphere of the first game. It would have been a lot scarier to me that way. Also not even mentioning the missed scare of someone opening one of their stomachs and finding a dead child all disfigured and crammed inside..

Also the animatronics looked FANTASTIC, although.. considering that Freddy's has been shut down for a while. Wouldn't they be a bit more worn? Like, they're in mint condition. While the building around them is in shambles and dirty. You could say Vanessa has been keeping up the maintenance, but I still think they'd show some age.. also missed opportunity to make them scarier by making them look like the withers! Bonnie's face falling off to show a disfigured childs face behind?? Dude the missed potential!

I also don't like the inclusion if Springtrap for lore reasons. That happens later! Also WHY is the Spring Bonnie suit all worn and messed up? That happens AFTER he gets spring locked! People would still know its William/Springtrap without making the suit already worn and old- GAAHHH! I could ramble on and on about all the stupid little nit picks I have about this movie. I have been a fan for a long time and had high expectations. But that doesn't mean I should rip this movie to shreds.

I gotta stop looking at all the down sides and really focus on the things I loved. The animatronics looked amazing, they were perfect. Especially Foxy. The inclusion/intended inclusion of Mat Pat, Markiplier and Cory(?) was wonderful. And a total surprise to me! The movie wasn't as bad as I feared it would be. It definitely wasn't as bad as it could have been. And for that I am grateful.

Overall I give ittt.... mmmm, a 5-6 out of 10..? <:D

Over the span of 10 years? Yeah.. likely 100s.. :(

I kind'a imagined the mirrors as like.. pressing the walls of two timelines/AUs together and poking a hole through them. There isn't really a space in between, its like a doorway. Now that's not to say that those void spaces don't exist- I'm just saying that how I imagined Jevil mirrors to work.

Could poking those metaphorical holes in the walls of an AU be more.. literal? Could Jevil going in and out of an AU multiple times eventually harm it in someway? Who knows.. Jevil would rather not dwell on it <XD

You're right on the money pal. All of Jevils food is given to Seam. He wont eat unless Seam has eaten. He wont sleep unless Seam is already asleep. He cant sleep when he tries but still All their new clothes and blankets go right to Seam. If they're camping out in the woods? Jevil will stay awake the whole night to keep the fire going.

Its really hard for Seam to see Jevil like this. Seam tries really hard to cover up when he's uncomfortable or unwell. He tries to keep up an image and tries to reassure Jevil that he's alright. But sometimes he just cant. Sometimes he's so hungry he's doubled over in pain with tears welling in his eye. Sometimes he's aching so much that he cant move. Sometimes he's so cold he loses feeling in his hands and feet..

He cant hide it then. And he cant convince Jevil that he needs to eat too. That he needs sleep too. Its really hard for the both of them..

Thaaaat would not work for my Seam <XD

My Seam is more of an organic creature rather than a stuffed doll. Cutting off his hands would just cause him to bleed. A lot. And without a powerful Darkener that can heal, I don't know if they could be reattached-

Peach/Mario and Daisy/Luigi are like, the ONLY exceptions I can think of. Both of those pairings are like, 99% canon/heavily suggested. If not just straight up canon.

Also unlike other ships/canon stuff, I really like those two pairings. I think they're neat :}

Its hard to say who had the worse punishment. I mean, suffering is suffering. And if you asked Seam, he'd say Jevil suffered more. And if you asked Jevil he'd say Seam suffered more. I guess its a matter of what you think is worse.

Jevil was locked away for years, by his own best friend. That magical aura that used to be his only comfort was now oppressing him. He was locked away with no contact with anyone for years. Except maybe occasionally King would venture down there and beat him up. Just to make Seam upset or becuase he just felt like it.

He was alone for years. It was dark, cold, and maddening. Always on the edge of starving and living in fear everyday that King would come back and beat him up again. His best friend had betrayed him.. yet he was still scared for Seam. He was all alone up there. Who knows how the King is treating him.. it was horrible..

Then you have Seam. Forced between a rock and a hard place. He betrayed his best friend and has lived with the crushing guilt ever since. He tried to visit Jevil to apologize, to explain himself- but he was caught.

His eye was gouged out and his mouth stitched shut. His neck and wrists were bound by shackles. He did his very best to bend to the Kings will. In hopes that King would not hurt him. But it was never enough. Seam suffered constant abuse by the King for years. The shackles drained his energy but he was still required to preform for the King. Its like King was toying with him, trying to see how far he would bend before breaking.

It took Jevil disappearing from his cell to break him. Seam thought that Jevil had died. His best friend. Who he had wronged and locked away, just died. All alone in a cell that he made.

As if it couldn't get worse. King accused him of letting Jevil go. And he was going to be punished for it. With Jevil dead, and a no doubt horrible punishment awaiting him.. there was nothing left to live for.. so he tried to.. well. You know..

Thankfully Jevil showed up just in time and got them both out of there! Ahahahahh aaaa <:DDDD Yeahh,,,,

Yes! Exactly! :D I go off the idea that Undertale and Deltarune are the "original" timelines. And everyone from my AU is from some kind of offshoot of those two timelines.

The chains don't make him sick to his stomach thankfully. But they do make him weaker in every way. His immune system is weakened, so he's more vulnerable to catching viruses.

His energy is also completely sapped. He feels sore and hungry all the time. He likely deals with back and shoulder pain due to the neck shackle and having to hold up his arms all the time.. :(

As much as Asgore might want to give that wretched King a piece of his mind.. Asgore isn't a fool. If he ever encountered the King, his immediate goal would be to get himself, and the rest of the group as far away from him as possible.

He didn't mistake him for another Spade King no,, but Seam and Jevil immediately noticed his royal vibe/appearance and was rather unsettled.. :{

@neojet280

Awww, the gang take big sleepies :}}

Grillby does eventually come around and apologize for beatin up Jevil. Jevil is quick to forgive him and states there's no hard feelings. :}

Thankfully Jevil does end up fully healing with minimal to no scarring. The burns looked pretty bad but Jevil was only held for a few seconds. Plus Darkeners probably heal differently so I'd like to say he ended up just fine :} 👍

I wasn't able to find the sketches I made of this--

But what I had in mind was DA was like this giant flat sun/moon with 2 white gloved, disembodied hands. He looks like this basically-

He is attached to the ceiling/walls and probably roams around playing music and monitoring everything. His personality is somewhat the same but he's more mellow and relaxed. He runs the arcade naturally.

I pictured DJMM looking like my Glamrock DJ but clown themed maybe? His proportions could be different and maybe his face is changed up a bit.. but overall its just DJ as a clown and he runs the daycare. His personality is mostly the same but he's more energetic.

@tallchest13-blog

XD I'm thinking that King will get what's coming to him eventually..

(Also thank you so much! :}})

The sad part about that is Seam isn't even that old. He's maybe in his 40-50s I imagined. He just looks so much older because all the stress and abuse has really weighed him down/aged him.. :'(((

Almost,, but no. Typically a generational gap is measured by 15-20 years. I imagined that the age gap between Seam and Jevil to be around 10-15 years or so..? So not quite intergenerational. :/

@soft-kachan

That miiiiiight make his grief worse..? I'm no expert on grief thankfully- but I imagine having a plushie that looks like your dead child miiiight stunt the healing process..?

What Grillby needs is to heal and move on from those deaths. So maybe not a plush of his child, but just a plush of something in general? Something that he can hold/hug when he needs too. If not that maybe Seam could make use of that fire proof fabric and make him some new clothes? 👀

@petra-creat0r

AAAAAA THANK YOUU SO MUCH!!!! 💗💗😭🍤💗

A while ago I actually drew what I imagine true swap Vanessa to look like! :}

Short-ish blonde hair that's tied up in a ponytail, purple Bonnie sweater and maybe bowling ally friendly yellow sneakers? Bandages on the face and baggy socks, all what you'd expect.

Now for Gregory I imagined his hair is cut neat and short. Maybe he's totally clean shaven as well. He's unusually neat and spiffy.. Almost like he's trying to keep up a clean and organized image..? 👀

His backstory will probably be similar/the same as Vanessa's. And his costume will probably be based off Fredbear instead of Spring Bonnie. Not sure what his other name would be though.. 🤔

@beryl-shade

This post I made talks all about Grillby's color changes and what they mean. So I'll take a snip bit of it! :}

If its hard to read the TLDR is that he's sad and burning very hot. :( Though the Deltarune AU Grillby is less "I'm sad :( I burn hotter now" and more "I am overcome with grief and have completely lost control of my body" :x

[crimsondestroyer]

👋Tell me about Zampanio

OKAY. so. (unreality tw)

i've explained this before in an old post but i am always up to ramble about this more lmao (also idk where the old post is, it was pinned for a while but has since been Buried)

back in like. i forgor exactly when, the 70s-80s? there was SUPPOSEDLY this weird old retro game called zampanio

what is it? what's it about? how does it play? who knows lmao

descriptions of it are wildly different and wildly inconsistent beyond a few core themes, and apparently have a tendency to delete themselves? idk it's weird

is zampanio even real? doubt it!

but! people still make fan-works of it

and now there's like. this weird self-perpetuating spiral of zampanio fanfiction where there is no original source material so people just make stuff based on other stuff based on other stuff

basically anything can be a zampanio fan-work (usually called a "branch" since there isn't really an original source material for it all to be fan-works of)

people have made zampanio branches in all sorts of different fandoms

it's magnus archives and it's homestuck and it's rain world and it's animorphs and it's mario & luigi and it's undertale and it's basically anything you want it to be

and basically the only things tying most of them together are occasional references between specific ones like recurring characters, and a few general overarching themes of obsession and stuff

it's kind of like goncharov

except it actually PREDATES goncharov (like, i'm in a zampanio discord server which has existed since before goncharov was a thing and i remember how funny everyone thought it was when Zampanio But Mafia Movie became a main-stream meme lmao)

it's very fun interacting with the community, it's pretty small but they've made some really cool stuff

there's a lot of unreality themes and it can definitely be. intense. at times

if you have issues with unreality/horror stuff it might not be for you?

but there's also a very comfortable vibe of like. you're surrounded by cautionary tales about getting too obsessed with stuff, but also reminders to NOT get too obsessed with stuff

the shambling horror with your face is asking when the last time you drank some water and went outside is

it's very funny how those two things can coexist

anyway like. if you look up zampanio you'll probably find a bunch of different zampanio things around the internet

but this is also a pretty good place to start

http://www.farragofiction.com/ZampanioSim/

jr's branch is kind of like. the one that kick-started everything

it's very cool lmao

anyway everyone go check out zampanio

[harrywavycurly]

Not Eddie related but what about some conversations with Narry as our friends? 🥰

Hiiii babes!! Oh this made me emo I miss writing for bestie Narry! I hope you enjoy these extremely random ass conversations with them!💖

“Why is he in charge of dinner when we all know I’m the better cook?” “Because Harry this is Niall’s house…now what’s on the menu for tonight? I only brought one bottle of wine.” “Nothing fancy just chicken and-” “did you season it properly?” “Oh fuck off with that Harry.” “We all saw the chicken Niall…it looked unseasoned and just…horrid.” “Do you two need to be separated?” “No…I’ll behave…sorry Niall.” “It’s fine just don’t go being a twat…we haven’t even had any wine yet.”

“Two drinks in and we already have to take your phone away? You’ve turned into a lightweight love.” “Oh come off it Harry we all saw you that one night at the pub in London after like three whiskey sours.” “We don’t speak of that night Niall…you know this.” “Ohhhh was that when he tried to get nake-” “I just said we don’t speak of that night.” “You heard him love we aren’t allowed to talk about when he nearly pe-” “why am I friends with you two?…always pickin on me.” “You love us…doesn’t he Niall?” “Oh yeah he totally loves us…don’t ya mate?” “Yeah yeah…I love you…even when you don’t listen.”

“This is the most uncomfortable couch I’ve ever sat on in my life…why do you have this thing?” “Because my super famous and rich pop star bestfriend hasn’t taken me to get a new one.” “You forgot to add he’s also a movie star love…move over…your lanky arse is just taking up the whole thing.” “I’m doing you a favor…this couch is horrible.” “So then let’s go get her a proper one then.” “I was just kidding Niall I don’t need you two to buy me a couch.” “Jesus…this thing really does fucking suck…how is your back not in shambles from this torture device?” “It’s just old and has a few lumps that’s all.” “Lumps? This thing feels like it’s made out of cement it’s so hard…Niall where did you get your monstrosity of a couch? It may be hideous but it’s comfortable.” “My couch isn’t hideous you dick…but I’m not sure the name of the store but I can just take you there.” “Sounds good…now go grab your sunglasses love…we’re going shopping.”

“What does this mask do again? My face feels…tingly.” “It’s a pore clearing one so tingly is good…burning is bad…Harry where is my black nail polish?” “I’m using it…oh can you bring me the silver glitter please?” “Okay now it’s burning…can I take it off now?” “Beauty is pain Niall don’t be a ninny.” “Fuck off Harry that’s easy for you to say all you’re doing is painting your bloody nails.” “Go wash your face in the sink Niall…don’t get water all over the place like you did last time please.” “He’s a proper mess that one…can’t even handle doing a face mask.” “Don’t be rude Harry…remember when I did that apple cider mask on you and you only had it one for two minutes before you were begging me to help get it off you?” “That was different…you didn’t tell me it was going to turn into solid clay and make my face feel like it was actually vibrating…it was scary.” “How do I look? My face feels as smooth as a baby’s bottom.” “You look great Niall…will you let Harry do your nails?” “Yeah but no fucking glitter like you did last time..that stuff stayed on for ages.”

[brandwhorestarscream]

IM GONMA FUCKING CATAPULT MYSELF INTO SPACE OH MY G O D

I just got out of transformers one (no spoilers here but FUCK)

I. I'm broken. I am BROKEN. I'm in fuckin shambles man I'm gonna be still reeling snd heartbroken 10 years from now. I'm gonna be 89 years old someday telling my grandchildren about the beautiful tragedy of TF1. Like fuck your romeo and juliet or pride and prejudice or whatever, this is peak, perfect tragedy. I am so serious when I tell you i will not emotionally recover

Let's see. Other thoughts. Holy shit Starscream (I didn't know who was voicing him so that was a shock). Holy shit ALPHA TRION. LIKE. OH MY GOD?????? ALPHA TRION?? I love you TF1 Alpha Trion. I love you TF1 D-16. When I tell you I would get into a physical altercation to defend baby D-16 from harm or dishonor I mean it.

Also make sure you stay through the whole credits because there is a fantastic after-creds scene. Seriously. If you're a decepticon fan you have to see it.

Closing other thoughts I think this movie somehow made the best/worst Sentinel Prime to date. You'll see what I mean. Just trust me

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

gotham time feat. special guest Phoebe

what's up everybody, time for a special liveblog featuring the cat who I'm currently babysitting and subjecting to my awful taste in television!

last time I was babysitting Phoebe and made her watch Gotham with me she tried to smother herself to death in the couch, so I really can't wait to see what she thinks of season 5.

Gotham 5x07

I am actually going to stay mad about how stupid it is that Barbara somehow knows she's pregnant like a week, tops, after she and Jim had sex

the passage of time in this season is in shambles. like it's never been a particularly solid timeline, we are infamously NOT running a tight ship over here on Gotham, but come on

whatever compliment sandwich: sweet young David Mazouz really mastered the Bruce Wayne tendency to stand hunched over a series of maps looking stoic and haunted in a black turtleneck

this episode just casually drops that Bruce's parents were murdered on June 27th and I'm so glad that I'm watching this episode today (June 24th) instead of three days from now because I probably would have been so unnerved seeing the real date reflected back at me from this show that I'd like. I don't know. start believing in angel numbers and crystal healing or something.

Barbara asking Lee to be her obstetrician is actually like. insane 4d chess flirting. yes I still think they should hook up I don't care they've both done worse (Jim)

is Lee even qualified to be an obstetrician.

anyway I don't believe for a second Barbara wouldn't abort that thang for the love of god the city is a smoking crater

this is what happened when Oswald hoards all the Plan B (a joke exclusively for @dykerory and I)

Cameron Monaghan's Jeremiah look is so fugly but that purple (???) lip is kind of cunt cunt serve

once again begging for literally any information on how old the Valeska twins are supposed to be as Jeremiah becomes more and more of a yandere to our little teen Bruce. for those of you just joining us Jeremiah is played by a mid-twenties Monaghan but is old enough to have had a very successful career in architecture prior to becoming basically the Joker, so. truly anyone's guess.

in conclusion: why is he obsessed with this teenager.

sorry maybe I should clarify that the main Bruce plot of this episode is tht Jeremiah has kidnapped and brainwashed a.) Alfred and b.) two randos who have been given plastic surgery to look like Thomas and Martha so that he can force Bruce to relive the night they were murdered BUT with Jeremiah there this time because he's upset that he wasn't there for one of the most important nights of Bruce's life. they're currently having dinner in the Wayne Manor kitchen while Jeremiah breathes heavily at Bruce about how intimate this is.

what I'm saying is that this would all be deeply and upsettingly erotic were one participant not almost certainly too young to vote

like I said the timeline is SO funky and they're so careful to never tell you how old Bruce and Selina are but David Mazouz is 22 RIGHT NOW four years after the series ended. so.

"I've realized if we can't be friends then we can be connected in... other ways" Jeremiah I'm calling the cops

JERVIS IS ALIVE ???

how were the first six episodes so nothing and then this episode has literally everything happening all at the same time

okay so Wayne Manor just got blown to kingdom come

they literally have Ecco zipping around fighting on roller skates... you wanna be Harley soooo bad

honestly love to see the #growth of Oswald not immediately offering to suck off anyone who helps him anymore. Alfred just saved this little bitch's life and Oswald promptly told him to go fuck himself, which rules extra hard because you all know I hate Alfred

man this part in the movie theater is like that part of Joker War in the movie theater if Joker War didn't fucking suck

wanting to kill Bruce's father figure and going after Jim instead of Alfred is so disrespectful jesus christ

also god there's never been a Leslie Thompkins who is LESS of a mother to Bruce get out of here

wait oh my god Selina had a whole thing last episode about how much she hates herself for being too selfish to help when she (at 12 years old) saw Bruce's parents get murdered but she's going to come in now to help him stop Jeremiah from recreating that night with Jim and Lee... I see the vision I GET IT

this is like a freshman level plot to thread the needle on but that's really impressive for Gotham

oh my god Jeremiah fell in a vat at Ace Chemicals that's crazy. I'm sure that'll stick he's definitely dead.

they even managed to cram the Riddler in this episode jesus christ. pengriddler are fighting about Oswald homosexually naming his dog after Ed if you were curious. Oswald would like it to be noted that this was a compliment because he's VERY fond of that dog.

left off on Pengriddler deciding to make nice again and then promptly cuts to Oswald leading Ed into his house... this close to inventing m/m sex in the Gotham universe if Barbara hadn't interrupted

the Riddler has like 9263 unpleasant and unnerving traits but being able to look at a woman who's three days pregnant and instantly clock that she's expecting just rocketed to the top of the list

honestly. honestly. Emmy for Cory Michael Smith's delivery of "it's a submarine ¯\_(ツ)_/¯."

Barbara can't... kill people anymore... because she's pregnant... okay...

if we don't get the rogues throwing a baby shower literally what's the point of anything. this will all be for nothing.

genuinely thank god I'm only doing the one episode tonight this is SO LONG

[cosmo-watches-movies]

Timeline (2003)

Plot: American dude joins an archeology team in france because he wants to get at a girl. However his dad dissapears and the team find a note he wrote 600 years ago. They use a newly developed teleporter turned accidental time machine to rescue him.

I’m trying to find the right word for what this movie is. It does what it sets out to do allright, but its not particularly extraordinary or memorable. I think calling it a flick might cut it. Yeah, it’s a time travel/medieval action flick, but in a good way. It’s watchable, okay for a sunday evening, you know what I mean?

As I said in the summary we have the american dude (Chris Johnston, played by Paul Walker) who joined the excavation, and his father (E.A. Johnston, played by Billy Connolly) who dissapeared. The excavation team travel to the place where the scientists accidentally developed a time machine and set out to travel back in time to rescue Chris' father. Included in the rescue team are also Andre Marek (Gerard Butler) and Kate Ericson (Frances O'Connor), who worked at the excavation aswell.

So an amazing thing this movie does is, it tries to be as scientifically logical to an average audience as possible. They explain everything about the timetravel so it makes sense to every averagely educated viewer (i.e me) and I think it’s all around plausible. They did a pretty good job as long as you’re not further educated in quantum physics I think, but I am not so I buy it. If you want to know how they explain it in detail watch the movie, short to say they use a worm hole to travel through time and they even explained how they found out where and when the wormhole ends and it’s all very clever if you don’t think about it too much. 10 year old me would’ve gone crazy for the science part of all this. I think it’s great.

Aaaaanyway, just putting this here. If you already lost someone in the past and don’t quite know how all this wormhole stuff really works, is it that clever to send a whole team of people into a medieval warzone to try and save him? I don’t know, but I think it’s gonna be reaaallly hard to find an insurance that covers this situation.

As it turns out that out of all the possible places and all possible moments in the history of the entire universe, the wormhole, just so happens to end in Castlegard in 1357, which is a for human archeologists very convenient time and place. Of course this is the site where the earlier excavations took place and that was the initial reason the scientist called for Johnston to help. Promptly loosing him in the past quickly after.

“But Cosmo,…” I hear you ask, “where is Michael in all of this?” Oh, my sweet friend I am getting there very soon, just you wait. It will be worth it believe me.

First tho we have to get our team to the past, of course they need a way back aswell, so they get a little pendant each, that when pushed sends all of them back to the future (lol) at the same time.

In a very painful process they travel 600 years to the past and arrive in Dordogne, France. Oh, by the way, they took only one (1) guy who speaks french. His name is François. (I’m crying, 100% effort on the scientific explanations, 0% on naming their characters)

So now we have a group of english passing people and one french passing guy in a place where a french castle is occupied by the English. Fun times will not be had. And we see this immeadiatly because the two security men they took with them get shot with arrows immediately. One of who presses their mark and while dying gets transported to the future. But oh no he had a granade and it goes off in the lab so the time machine is now in shambles.

In the past our team flees to the french camps but get captured by the English. And this is where Michael as Lord Oliver de Vannes has his big entry. Somehow…It takes almost 40 minutes before we meet his character, which is fine.

He is the main villain, but only technichally so, because he exsits mainly to give the opposing English force a headfigure. He doesn’t really get a big introduction, I assume because at this point the audience already knows what the deal is and that the English are the enemy. Exposition has been delivered, Oliver just gives them a main target to oppose. In the first scene he’s in we just see him amids swordfight training with his fellow men and then be an ass towards the protagonists and their team. That’s basically all he does and is. This is not one of Michaels deepest roles, but I’ve found him very entertaining nonetheless, mainly because some of his line deliveries just crack me up. I can’t even say what it is, it’s just funny to me. Obviously I can’t really show this here, I'll give you one example later, just watch the movie and see for yourself. Maybe it’s on purpose I don’t know. Maybe it's me.

Let’s take a closer look at the scenes he’s in, there aren’t that many. (I think he has less screen time than Miles had, even though he’s the villain for the main storyline of the movie)

As I said we meet Lord Oliver during a training swordfight. They use these funky swords with yarn around them and tassles at the tips, I love them, I want one. Now, is the fighting they do realistic? I don’t fucking know and I don’t really care, it looks cool.

I’m a big fan of this move especially:

Again, 10 year old me would’ve loved this

The hero team are brought to the place where the English are currently training (or just showing off their coolest tricks idk) and after proving he’s the most awesomest and strongest dude in the room Oliver introduces himself to them and of course wants to know who they are. Upon learning that they are scottish he decides to be an ablsolute prick about this whole situation.

He does some more awesome(tm) sword moves and afterwards asks them if they know “the old scottish man”. Chris then explains that the old man is a magister and they where several days behind him and didn’t know that they where following him. After Chris is done however Oliver decides he doesn’t give a shit about that and asks about the tall young man (oh no, we as the audience think, thats Farncios)

Now the dynamic in the room shifts, as the only conclusion the English can make now, is that he’s a spy. Oliver could have Francois killed at the spot, but he’s an ass, so he decides to humiliate him first.

Poor guy :(

In another ass move Oliver has the poor guy executed and thus the epic story of Francois, the frenchman comes to an end...

Then the hero team are shoved into the attic, where they find Chris’ dad who tells them that he promised Oliver Greek fire (an incedairy weapon), so he wouldn’t be killed on the spot. We shortly see Oliver again in a short scene where he has small quarrel with a young french woman, who’s absolutely not having any of it:

If you ever wanted to see Michael Sheen actually get slapped in the face, there you go. I’m not joking she really slapped him. You can see his curls bounce upon impact and if you watch the scene it sounds…just ouch

The next part of the movie is them escaping, being split up because Merrick saves the french girl.

Also we learn that the french girl is Lady Claire, who is intregral to the history of this place, because the English killed her, which rallied the French so they could win the battle. But Marek already fell for her so that’s terrible news for him. I would’ve skipped explaining this, but it will be important later.

(For some reason the plot of this movie is really complex. I have to give it to them, this film is 2 hours long and there is literally zero filler. I’m sorry if I skipped some important storybeats, but I don’t want to transcribe the whole movie in detail for a character who’s in like four small scenes)

In two different raids first Chris Dad and then Claire and Merrick get recaptured.

The English assume a defensive position at castle La Roque and the french position themselves right in front of it. While both sides prepare for battle Chris and Kate try to find a secret entry into the castle to save his dad again.

The battle starts, reenter Oliver. LMAO I love this, the castle is being attacked by catapults flinging huge flaming stoneballs into the walls and Oliver DOES NOT MOVE A MUSCLE!

(F’kin Dark Lord coded mf)

The English answer with their first Greek fire spear thingy, but at first it seems very dissapointing. Oliver is not impressed…

But then the French try to extinguish the fire with water and that ignites it further. Job well done Lord Oliver is happy. The battle goes back and forth as one would expect with archers and fire and everything. (Fucking love these shots, again, don’t know how accurate, but they look great)

Battle commences. I don’t know why, but Oliver giving the battle commands brings me great joy. He commands a row of night arrows to be shot after the fired ones which kills a whole lot of frenchmen, he’s quite pleased with himself.

>:) < literally him

Chris and Kate get stuck in a tunnel that is supposed to lead them inside the castle.

Meanwhile the French earn two good chances, first they learn of the tunnel that leads into the castle and send a troup to investigate and then they hit the front gate of the castle with one of their trebouches (very lucky hit)

This leads to the best line of the movie imo:

Delivery on point, this line is part of a balanched breakfast

We shortly see the scientists in the future desperately trying to fix the transporter. There is a subplot with one of them kinda giving up and rebelling, but honestly idgaf, I think they added this just to raise suspense. There would be nothing really missing if they hadn’t added this.

In an attempt to have the French surrender Lord Oliver puts up Claire to be hanged right in front of them if they don’t lay down their weapons. Merrick sees this and decides to confront Oliver in an attempt to stop him by threatening to blow up the whole arsenal. This almost works, but Olivers second in command thinks he sees through this apparent bluff and stops him from falling for it. But it wasn’t a bluff. Merrick throws his torch in the arsenal, causing a huge explosionthat throws everyone wildly around the castle. The french cheer and Chris and Kate now have a free entryway to the castle, so do the french, they storm in from the outside and inside. Arrows and close combat.

Here’s where my favourite action shot is in this movie:

Watch this a couple of times, what was supposed to happen here? First he swings the sword, unfortunately very obviously, miles in front of this guys head and then the dude falls like he had a rug pulled from under him? How? What? And the sound they played! You can’t hear it, but it’s not a *swoosh-klonk-aaaargh*, like as if he's actually hit with a blow that could swipe him off his feet, it’s just a tiny *bink* and then he dramatically throws himself to the ground. Great action shot, I love it.

Marek runs to get Claire free while the french leader fights Oliver. Now those of us who payed attention earlier, know that Oliver is really, really good at swordfighting, so he will be very hard to beat. I live for this scene, Oliver is giving it all, fighting multiple people back to back, not showing any weakness. He has the french leader on the ground and raises his sword for the final strike, but Chris slides into his legs and throws him to the ground. They scuffle and Oliver throws Chris to the side. Chris scuttles away, Oliver gets up quickly and follows him menacingly. Chris is cornered but finds a battle axe (?) and tries to stab his opponent. This plan fails, Chris already sees his end coming, again Oliver raises his sword, but he is stopped by the frenchman, who doesn’t hesitate, he grabs Oliver and stabs him (right in the heart I assume). Oliver collapses and, triumphantly, his killer states:

Fuck yeah, If I have to see a character who’s played by my favorite actor die, this is THE ONLY WAY!!!

Yadda, yadda, yadda, the French win the battle, our heros survive. Chris, his dad and Kate get back to the future and Marek decides to stay with Claire.

The scientist, who rebelled is accidentally transported back to the past and is immeadiately stabbed or (beheaded for all I know) by an english rider.

The protagonists discover a message Marek and Claire left before they died and all is well. (Exept for the four innocent people of the excavation project who died on this adventure, they are dead)

Yay, fun, enjoyment, happy times, this movie is entertaining.

I think this movie is allright, the writing is solid enough and they put some great effort into the action scenes. So why did it bomb at the box office? Well… this movie was kind of doomed upon release. This film released to theatre 26th of November 2003. And guess what film released just one week later!?! Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King! (!!!)

I’m so sorry they had no chance. This is so damn sad, but also so fucking funny. Generally there is absolutely nothing wrong with it this film. Maybe, if it had been made like ten years earlier it would’ve been a great success? But not in 2003, unfortunately.

Back to our main focus though: I LIVE whenever I see Michael in an action scene! I can’t even explain the excitement these scenes cause me. I don’t even care if he wins or looses a fight as long as he’s in it. You can see that he gives his all in these scenes and it’s very captivating. I was indeed shouting at my TV because I was so in it. (If you can you should avoid watching any kind of Sheen movie with me in one room, because I will be very obnoxious about everything he does. Who would've guessed?)

All in all, there is not that much depth to Lord Oliver as a character I think? As I said he’s pretty much just a personified version of a general opponent. More of an obstacle than a character.

He’s also barely in this movie. He has like ten lines, the (great) fighting scenes and then he’s killed. All of this is fine, he serves his purpose very well and once again Michael gets everything out of this character that he can I think. It’s just that beyond him being the obstacle for the heroes, there isn’t much else. To me he’s memorable enough but he’s not very deep.

I’d like to point out again that I find it very funny that Oliver is an asshole just for the heck of it. I mean of course he is, he’s the villain. As flat as he’s written, for the story he accomplishes what he’s needs to. But I sincerely hope I wasn’t supposed to take him seriously, because I just can’t. I don’t know what it is about him but he’s so cartoony that I can’t help but find him hilarious at times. The first time I watched this film I was very much in the story, don’t get me wrong, but on my second watch I kind of lost it. Maybe I’m in too deep with the fandom atp but I can’t find Oliver that threatening anymore. Or it could be that with the way this movie is shot, they managed to make him look kind of small? I know Michael isn’t that small, he’s like average height, but the way he’s framed and when he then always stands next to actors who are taller than him, it makes him look kind of smol. And that goes right against any kind of threat level he built up with his evil demeanor. They got it right in the end fight, when they film him from a bit if a different perspective, but the rest of the movie? He be tiny. (I have not felt this effect in anything else before so I don’t know exactly what’s going on here)

So he had his cool moments, but all in all I’m certainly not scared of him really. I know he could kill me in an instant, but I’d ask him to say something in a scottish accent for me and then die laughing my ass off.

What brings me intense joy aswell is, watching the bts material of this movie, we have Michael explaining how doing action scenes like in this movie is a bit like playing pretend when you’re a kid and that sounds like (as exhausting as it probably is) he has a lot of fun doing stuff like this. You go Michael, live your best life!

That’s it. This movie is allright. If my description intrigued you, I think you’re gonna enjoy the film. Now give me my knights armor and my fake sword I have to go battle one specific englishman and his entourage.

RIP Francois

[feverinfeveroutfic]

after going through the jumblr tag on here—and seeing what jewish people are having to deal with, especially now after october 7th (has it really been nearly a month? jesus)—i’ve decided to be obnoxious about the one holiday that all of us gentiles claim to know but we actually don’t know jack shit about, especially for this year and especially since alex himself is jewish: hanukkah.

hey, we go ape shit over christmas the very second the sun goes down on halloween. it’s only fair we pay our respects and make them feel safe in celebrating their traditions because these poor people don’t feel safe right now. not everything is about us, after all.

i’ve only got four—soon to be five—stories that have hanukkah as a plot point. dead man walking and fever both blatantly mention hanukkah as well as Rosh Hashanah, but i’m discounting them because it’s not really a plot point. another one is as the seasons grey for the same reason, despite alex being there and christine’s past deceased love chris being a jewish boy. eerie inhabitants is another one for the same reason (and despite the presence of the star of david as well), and blood from a stone and flowers for alexander haven’t mentioned it yet (i’m thinking of dropping in Yom Kippur or a lesser known day like purim on the latter, though!)

the first is the apple shed, the most explicit of the bunch (so far, anyway): it started life late last year as me poking fun at those hallmark movies that are all about christmas and my pointing out at how there aren’t that many things about hanukkah or kwanzaa for that matter. i haven’t updated it since the end of march just because other things came up but i feel a new chapter in the wings, though.

the second is blood and chocolate: this was a revamp of a sequel to a one shot i wrote last march because i felt the original wasn’t going anywhere. i brought it back and gave it new life last november, and i am so glad i did that because i really love this fic for two reasons. number one, it’s based on three of my main kinks (belly kink, food kink, and switching). and number two is… i like reading about jewish food? because some of it is actually delicious?? like babka, sufganiyot, and black and white cookies. it also gives me a chance to think about alex and eric, too. the accompanying piece i wrote for kinktober this year, blood and wine, has Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur as major points, too.

the third is “infinity + 1”, day 18 from my collection black moon (kinkmas 2022): the title is—you guessed it—a reference to the candles on the menorah (infinity signified by a number 8, but there’s the one candle in the middle), when alex shares the eight nights with christine in the cabin and she’s absolutely enthralled by the sight of the menorah.

and finally, the fourth is six feet under from november 2020: this was written in that grim period of my life when my reputation on here was pretty much in shambles and before alex entered the picture. it’s scott reminiscing on his memory of an old childhood friend who’s now deceased. because it was written when it was written, it’s a very lonely, very underrated, very somber, very misunderstood fic, but it was a chance for me to genuinely grieve for myself.

and the fifth that’s in the works, the one i’m writing for nanowrimo for this year and sharing on that hanukkah bingo, is alone in the dark. i won’t give away too much but i feel as proud of this as i do with seasons grey.

[latibvles]

like a movie i've seen before.

once again i dont know how this happened but i am left... very fragile. the one in which ron is a ghost from the 40s haunting daisy's grandmother's house, and at one point was believed to be an imaginary friend known affectionately as Sparky. this is sad. i am administering so many apologies. there will also likely be multiple parts to this because I am not normal. also we got the title from this so have fun with that. its part soulmate au, part ghost au, and 100% left me laid out on my bed in shambles.

Either this is a real thing, or she needs to talk to her doctor about switching her anxiety meds. She has half a mind to check to see if she’s taken the wrong amount and that this is the start of a very bad trip.

Nana’s house was… special, in its own way. A small thing built in 18-thirty-something for a batch of Clarkes fresh off a ship Daisy couldn’t remember the name of. As ancient as the engagement ring that sat untouched on her dresser at home in her apartment.

From mother to daughter as most things went, or in this case, grandmother to granddaughter.

It was more pragmatic to sell the old house anyway, once they were done packing the boxes of personal relics — the photo albums and the one-of-a-kind cutlery, salvaging the hand sewn blankets before the moths could get to them.

It’s what she came here to do, it’s what she’s been doing all of yesterday, before the chill creeped in that night and she found herself sleeping in her old bedroom — because sleeping in Nana’s bed didn’t feel right.

She reaches up to touch her head, and the shimmering apparition across from her smiles.

“You got big,” He observes, looking her up and down. “Taller.”

She shifts in her spot. He’s still the same, Sparky, in that same well-pressed dress uniform, his hair neatly combed, stern brows but kind eyes, pins up to the collar signifying a bunch of achievements she didn’t understand at the time.

“You…” Daisy feels like she’s scrambling for words, questions, but coming up empty. “Sparky, right? Is that still…”

“That’s what you picked, yeah,” He nods, taking a step forward, and it’s like his body seems to shimmer from the light streaming in from the windows. “Ron works too. Ronald.”

“…Ron…” Daisy tests out, slowly. Her heart still pounds in her chest, and part of her thinks this is still a part of a bad trip or a concussion suffered without her knowledge. “I thought you were imaginary.”

The sun makes him more… transparent. But she can make out the way his lip curls in amusement and her cheeks burn with newfound embarrassment.

“It was a little funny.”

She’d burst into tears once, when she was five, because her dad sat in Sparky’s seat at breakfast one Easter Sunday. And she remembers his hand on her shoulder, as real as the stack of waffles in front of her. He couldn’t wipe her tears back then, though.

And there’d been the times where he’d flick James’ ears when they were kids — when her brother would tease her to the point of distress. Or he’d move her toys around, the dolls and the plastic tea cups. She’d talk her mother’s ear off about all the things she and “Sparky” got up to during her weekends at Nana’s.

And then she told him to go away, one summer, and she never saw him again.

“I think you scarred James for life.” He chuckles, rolls his eyes.

“Kids have active imaginations.”

“Not me, apparently,” Daisy wants to reach out, to try and run her hand down his jacket, but the thought of her hand going through is too much for her to take. “I see dead people.”

“Still pretty active, Princess Cordelia.” Daisy laughs, partially out of surprise — most of her childhood games are a blur of colors and sound now.

She figures for someone who's lived as long as him — the whole thing must be a 4K movie. What else is there to do, but remember?

She takes her lip between her teeth for a moment.

���So… when I told you to leave, did you leave leave or just…” She’s pretty sure he’s frowning, the strange shadows on his face indicating as much, how the light bends as it shines through him.

“I was still there. You just couldn’t see me anymore.” He explains, and Daisy begins to pick at her nails.

She didn’t have a good grasp of breakups or lost friends when she was that young, but it had to feel something like that. You gotta go away, Sparky. I’m too big for you now. He’d smiled, fond, a chilled hand caressing her hair. There was no goodbye. No proper one.

She watched him fizzle away in her bedroom and was upset over the whole thing for three days. Her school counselor said that was normal, apparently — that weird imaginary friend grief.

“Christ, don’t beat yourself up over something you said when you were nine.” Snapped from her thoughts, she notices that he’s stepped closer, out of the sunlight, the chill’s gotten a bit more prominent. She can make out some actual lines of his face beyond the mouth and the eyes and hints of a nose.

“Don’t tell me ghosts can read minds now too.” She states with a huff. He arches a brow, then shakes his head.

“No, not that. You two just make the same faces. It’s not hard to put two-and-two together.” He keeps it blunt, accompanied with a look over her face that makes her feel especially exposed. Which is a little ironic since she can see through him in the most literal sense, but that’s neither here nor there in the grand scheme of things.

“You’re gonna have to be more specific than that,” She watches, as he makes a motion with his hand and one of the cardboard boxes slides forward, the flaps popping open. She narrows her eyes. “Okay, no mind reading powers but you can move shit around? Where were you when I was packing all that up?”

His lips press into a line, brows furrowing — like he’s having some sort of internal debate, before coming to some kind of agreement with himself.

“Deciding whether or not to show up again,” he states, and as she opens her mouth to press forward, he quickly goes “Blue album, gold piping. Fifth page.” He jerks his head towards the box again. Something in her tells her that this isn’t the time to press, so she gets on her knees, rummaging through the box, until she finds the aforementioned album.

Opening it up, it’s a lot of old, grainy photos. Not nearly as old as the house itself, but definitely up there — seeing as it’s all grayscale with no dates in the corners to indicate when they were taken. Boys with hairstyles similar to the one Ron wears now, girls in skirts and Mary-Janes with those short bouncy curls. His hand comes into sight, pointing to one photo.

The woman, she vaguely recognizes, from time spent skimming the old albums as a kid. Nana’s aunt, in a lacy white gown and a veil with a big bouquet in her hands. She’s smiling up at the man next to her — the groom, Nana’s uncle.

It takes her a moment, but she recognizes that man on her opposing side. Looking at her, rather than at the camera. Ron’s smile is… wider than hers, eyes crinkling at the corners. Daisy looks up at him and although his face is impassive, the room feels a little more dreary, like the air around them shifts with his disposition.

“You’re a lot alike. Same name too,” That she knew about. It was cute at the time, naming the kids after her great grandfather and greataunt — but she’s pretty sure that after the divorce it’s one of her mother’s biggest regrets (one of many, it isn’t hard to imagine Irene spitting the words out like venom). He reaches out, as though he can touch the photo. “Walked her down the aisle. Gave her away. We sort of… fell out of contact after that.” He doesn’t smile, necessarily, but she watches as he almost zoned out — like he’s in a different time.

“I didn’t know you knew her.” Is all she can surmise. Then, he cracks a bit, with a sort of distant smile she watched her Nana get in her old age, as she reminisced on the past. It ages his face in a way — no longer a twenty-something year old, more like the hundred year old apparition that he is.

“She was my best friend,” There’s an almost uncharacteristic softness to the way he says it. She looks down at the woman in the photograph, how the smile isn’t exactly reaching her eyes, but Ron’s is. “She loved this house. I was right across the street.”

“Then how’d you fall out?” She watches as he sits opposite her, criss-cross they used to sit in her room during tea parties.

“I was career military. I moved around a lot for work. Makes it hard to stay in contact with anyone, really.” He says it simply, like he’s resigned himself to that fact, but it leaves a foul taste in her mouth. She bites the inside of her cheek for a moment.

“You must’ve missed her a lot then. If you’re… here and not there.” She doesn’t know who lives there, she’s never met them. She’s got no clue how they would take to ghosts hanging around, either.

“That’s probably it,” his gaze lingers on the photo a moment longer, before clearing his throat, and were it not for the solemn resignation that flashed on his face she would’ve laughed at the thought of ghosts actually having phlegm. “Anyway you’re… a lot like her. You wear things on your face. That’s how I knew. No mind reading.” Ron rises to his feet again, averting his gaze.

Whatever wall that started to crumble as they stared at this old photo is being promptly rebuilt. Scrambling, she lets the album drop to the floor with less care than she should’ve given it.

“Wait, Ron, did you…” He looks at her, the last part of the sentence caught in her throat. Deep in her gut, she knows the answer to the question, because people don’t look at people like that without something behind it. And if anyone should be hanging around this place, missing her, it should’ve logically been her husband.

But her husband isn’t here, and Ron is, and has been for as long as Daisy could remember.

“You have lunch with Ginny today, right? Have fun with that.” She doesn’t know if pushing further will send him away. And Daisy doesn’t want him to go away, so she lets the question fizzle out before she can finish it, nodding as she packs the album away.

“Yeah just… be here when I get back.” Is what she settles on, and that gets the smallest of smiles out of him.

“Always am.”

[misssugarpinkshome]

Author Update

Holy fuck shit fuck what the chapter is out fucking--

Hi everyone I'm totally normal about my fanfiction being a third of the way finished, officially. Holy shit I am totally so normal about this.

But no, seriously -- I am so, so happy I got the chapter out. I am so excited to see the comments on this chapter.

Anyyyyyways, here's the personal life stuff -- it helps me to write it all out and refresh myself on what's happening in my life.

All that drama from the last few updates has settled down. I lost some friends, gained some others, and strengthened the friendships with some of those I had. It's still hard, and I ended up having to leave a place I called home, and it still hurts. But I'm recovering and it's not too bad.

I'm really excelling in my recovery for my disorder. It's been tough going, but I'm making progress, and that's what matters.

Me and my partner are no longer sick (turns out, they had STREP THROAT though. OUGH)

Our house is in ABSOLUTE shambles, though, and it's been. Really hard trying to work up the energy to clean.

The end of term was Thursday, meaning I have to do about 200 grades in the next (checks) 4 days. That includes grading narratives. I don't know about you, but being an autistic writer who is very set in their ways about how to write and then grading 11 year old's writing? It's. Hard. Very hard.

We're planning on going to see the FNAF movie on Halloween night, which I am so excited for! My partner is attempting to make Sun and Moon costumes for it :)

Fun fact: Over 3000 of the words of this chapter update were written in the last 24 hours!

I'm still riding the high of that chapter. Fuck. Okay. Haha! I hope you guys enjoy it, really. I'm gonna be offline most of the rest of the day -- going to a craft fair, then an open house, and then a fun party time with friends -- so I might not respond to comments immediately. Who knows, though, I might end up on AO3 too obsessed.

Hope you all have a great day :)

[gingerbravecookie]

it sure has been a year: cursor's kind of retrospective (or resume idk) on 2022

happy new years everybody,, or new years eve depending on where you live at the time of reading this

I'll go straight to the point 2022 has been one of the most mixed bag of a year I've had since i have the memory

The start of the year was kinda cool honestly,, the weather in my country was great and i was starting to get new interests,, of course also expecting you know what games near the end of it,, going back to normal class was weird and tiring but i got to make new friends and recconect with old ones i hadn't talked to since the start of the pandemic,, i got to see the coolest fucking movie at the start of april and i loved it,, i had also met kit and joined pocket home and i met good people in there shout out to everyone,, the start of the year seemed pretty good

and then things started going downhill

for starters right at my birthday i started feeling kinda weird,, specially my nose felt funny,, the next day at school i was barely on my feet,, with my entire respiratory system in shambles,, with an awful fatigue and trembling every single moment,, i wanted to go to the nurse's office but i persisted due to having to show a cosplay i worked hard on that same day

long story short the next day arrived and i got positive for covid,, i spent two weeks at home

it didn't help that i missed multiple tests due to quarantine and had to do 5 the same day,, my stress level was on the god damn clouds

in that next month i caught colds and stuff way more easily but hey,, it was june!!! pride month!!! Gay month!!!! also i had finally decided to get into artfight and was ready to make refs for my oc's

Also i had made my very own server and got to meet cool people!!! shout out to kino,, harp and jaz

and then right before winter break started and got time to work on them and the event itself my knee snapped off

yes it did hurt like hell,, i went to the hospital and luckily i didn't need surgery but it was still awful,, i got out of the thing at 3 am and i couldn't even move

I spent the first few days of july on bed,, when i finally was able to barely walk again i got to do a few art fight attacks but then my family from the capital arrived and i couldn't access my laptop for two weeks,, i was pretty bummed out i barely got to do attacks AND that i had to be almost every single day to the doctor in order to heal my leg

also i joined ballcord and then maincord as my cookie run interest started coming back to me

anyways september came along and of course it was independence day for chile,, cool date tbh,, and i decided one of the most drastic meassures i took on my irl image,, i cut my hair

"what's the great deal with that" thing is i've had my hair pretty long and i didn't like cutting it at all,, but as i grew i pretty much realized i was growing out of it and it also became more tiring after it getting tangled everywhere,, best desicion of my life tbh it felt great

I got the funni squid game 3 as well

well i also continued getting sick as a downside of things,, which was weird as fuck since years prior i only got sick at least once a year

my school situation became worse every day,, my grades started lowering and to top that. i started getting bullied. again

i had been on that school since 10 fucking years and they still fucking bullied me,, none of the teachers did shit about it

my mom got an interview at school where they took account of my anger issues and fucking guess what happened there

after years and years of asking i finally got therapy

proper therapy as i had a meeting with one of them before and he just said i was a spoiled child lmao

so news!! I'm pretty much part of the autistic spectrum,, with very minor traits according to my therapist but yeah pretty much that

she's a cool person,, she really helps me and i mean that in a genuine way

my family. well,, they're trying,, our relationship has gone two sides and sometimes made me feel kinda shitty tbh,, anyways back to topic

even if my teacher knew about the bullying it still got worse and worse from heavy verbal abuse to almost physical attacks

the school said they would talk to the bullies and me to get to an agreement and then. never talked to me again

it would all come to a close in early november,, after i snapped in front of the whole class about it

i had a massive panic attack

i had to ask my mom to come get me early and i had to talk to the teachers where it turns out. they talked to the bitches but never to me.

if i had known that then i could have told them so they would actually stop

and then they started twisting the blame onto me for staying quiet when they didn't fucking tell me shit to start

anyways,, my mom decided i wouldn't go to that school again,, i have been home ever since,, we are hoping another school accepts me in the meantime

As of social media well. i have gotten into a few projects i want to really get through,, i still need to do owed art and i apologize for making it so late. i really really do

my first comic project,, a game (RPG maker Is a bitch sometimes btw) and of course my askblogs and au's,, I'll try to get them fully moving in 2023,, i really want for everyone to see what i have to tell storywise

also i hope i stop getting sicker lmao

i guess this Is going nowhere tbh,, kind of a long resume of the shit that happened to me this year and an excuse for why i barely post decent art and ideas here nowdays (sorry),, but hey at least i met cool people

thanks for sticking around Is pretty much what i have to say

2022 has been kind of a bitch,, here's to hoping 2023 Is at least a little bit better

happy new years everyone,, happy to still be here

-cursor

[lavelled]

lightstruck liars.

Your response to people suffering was to glitch a website, manipulate recorded audio, and underplay significant matters. This isn’t My Rejected Boyfriend Diary.

I caught you as the 911 jailer; caught you in law guy suit mode, scamming fans and news reporters; living alone in the UK; and rapey soul-baring through stitcher thread.

How was Colombia?

Between staged projects, oh god, did your wife lecture in bogus platitudes her experience with systemic racism? The dollar-signed, stork-wed couple embraced children who at fifteen will learn my story and how they got double rat hugged and will need talking down from a cliff.

You use a surname that, in print, sends a violent message to a man who didn’t want me cut off or shut away for decades. In return, for her team, you generate personal and lifestyle reinvention for status-seeking profit. Umm. No. A televised Californian of mature years, ex-husband with my birthdate, knows my dinosaur-inked story, what a family did to me, and what would unfold with a plagued wedding. I’m in decades-old, unconsenting, rapey pedo limbo, reading obituaries of youngsters, Moms and Dads, go through with hurting themselves.

No one recovers from reading child deaths. But her ornamental coupling is special. I’m sure loved ones, in emotional shambles, will appreciate that it was all to zing a movie star on opposite day. I was in Twitter glass when I observed the trending of a chat between social activist, Gloria Steinem and your disingenuous spouse. Her wedding had a mattress tag and a first dibs toast.

And heirs. Confirming the exclusionary, not to mention seedy, coupling. As you put it, in neon, on your sentimentally romantic and visual account: The Matrix has you. An ode to Hollywood, apparently, and the lack of autonomy given to a tiny girl. Your partnership drives people to fatality. Peter Alexander Beckett from Carmarthenshire, Wales, just hours before going on stage, hung himself. One month prior to your wedding.

We lifted scratchy leashing for Archillect, Murat Pak, you know the rest. On Twitter, Harry is actress, Kat Dennings. In 2022, he posted: “I am unwell. Oh no, I think I love WWE.” Might look innocuous. Harry Wales is declaring himself a ringmaster. Because a youth-obsessed married nomadic masterful rapey pedophile textually going after athletes who could shut down his blood flow, oxygen supply, and cause serious physical harm is smart. That’s why it’s deleted.

YouTube video on the Prince’s Trust channel—Prince William, Prince Harry & The Prince of Wales Interview with Ant and Dec. A 2006 interview with the serpent trio on supporting unknown artists with grants and self-esteem, not kidnapping and trouncing on them, which is my royal experience. At 4:37, Prince Greenwell (a repetitive colour scheme) says his favorite show. “FRIENDS is always a safe bet.” Six words. Eliciting a chuckle. Palms touching.

Not her: The lifelong refrain.

Keeping me at bay, as royals, was a perilous idea.

My lovely friends disapproving, to an extreme degree, the actions of princes.

Kushal Punjabi—dancer-choreographer, from the musical, Andaaz, he won the reality game show, Zor Ka Jhatka, India’s Wipeout, the physical obstacle course, edging out 28 contestants. He hung himself at home in Bandra West, Mumbai. December 2019. He has a son, Kian.

Sejal Sharma—known for her role of Simmy Khosla in the show Dil Toh Happy Hai Ji, about a free-spirited girl named Happy Mehra. She was auditioning for lead roles when she hung herself in her flat at Royal Nest in Mira Road East, Mumbai. January 24, 2020. She was 27.

Vaishali Takkar—tv actress, best known for the popular Hindi series, Super Sisters, a show about close siblings and their super powers. The show is available on YouTube and has millions of views. Her Insta page has over 500K followers. She took her life on October 15, 2022.

Former air hostess of Qatar Airways turned Bollywood actor, Noor Malabika—hung herself in her Lokhandwala, Mumbai flat a few months ago. June 10, 2024. Her body was decomposed. Friends identified her by the crown tattoo on her wrist and her name underneath.

K

[maximuswolf]

Ball Boy

Ball Boy Fly out like a bird boy, you're built like a ball boy, fetch lights for my bud or something. Since 2010 I held this bitch responsive. I'm emceeing like a Savage, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, gone in 7 months I can't believe I didn't even get a lunch your taste is Dry as an Arch. Centre of attention "Man down" ah there's the man now I've seen him cooked on the ground like children (what's that?). Scarse Tom-boy, built like a ball boy fetch lights for my bud or something. Light pack, bright ideas to rap on this bird ass bitch. You're a male cross dresser why do you think they met the Kincaid's? I'm writing this at 6 o'clock but for you it's at 5. One more chance and that's how you blew it, on the sofa and I couldn't even chew it!Watch a movie or clean house what a dumb fucking scouse.Liver's in the pool and love's in the water, bitches stand on one eighty-eight!Birds are usually here in the summer it's 100 days since I've seen my bird. Daily centenarian bird-watcher you best straighten your posture before you miss out on a doctorate!21 years since you spendin' Six Cruel Hours of Our Lives then it was 48 Cruel Hours of A Week and you're chawing leaves. Writing this in a car and you're in daze-ia. 1, 2, 3 and 5 to 6. 7 months and a hundred days! 2, 1, 3, days old that's really when he left? 6 months and I remember when you were conflicted, abusing your influence and I may do the same.I'm counting 5 on an atticus, book are cryptic to this deadbeat I'll elaborate! Friendly-fire you know I'm a G that means no harm. I am feelin' like Jack, (he was a killer) losing to these melodies smokin' nicotine through your oropharynx. Feelin' like you was a palatine. Questioning reproduction, suicide and tyranny wasn't useful for this vicious whining, you're old as a xebec, you're a yapper and I listen to you like zzzzzzz.25 o'clock is when I'm coming back home to this fake ass bitch. Hide the bible and walk you down ball boy, fetch a light for my bud as we know you're a light pack. Listenin' to Mike Jack but you're built like a hacky sack. Let's see Travis's EYES and we'll be there forever, looking at our lives and they both end in HELL!What is that smell? I wanna hit you with an axe now, this music got you wiped down and your crack is in a zig-zag. Red chest, red face, red hand, red leg, you're dead!I'm so sick it's pig sick and I'mma stuff you like a Neapolitan! You're reading like "F- fly... Fly like a bi- bird, fly like a, like a bir-" SHUT UP BITCH YOU'RE BUILT LIKE A POLE AND THAT'S what i'm pullin' up with.Look what the stork brung, a bird in a kids skin. You're largest organ is red inside out and I'm smashing you on the beat of am organ. Tryna strike a chord and you're avoiding A-MINORRRRRRRR!!!! In math you have an A-MINUSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! Once upon a time this "father" was fuckin' scared of several elongated nanometres, terrified of endless terrain at thirteen I decided "Fuck my father he's shit".Jumping Along, My Existence is in Shambles and this wordplay is like the world's played, I played with the lexicon in Verse 3 and it proves line 3 on my blank headstone. This man was gettin' stoned and throwing stones in the water. You're lukewarm and wretched and pitiable and poor and blind and naked so I spit you out my mouth along with these bars right to a Scouse! Jack and Jones droppin' bones on jackets to hide that belly! I have you blocked on the celly! Talk to me and I'm Melly Demons. Submitted July 04, 2024 at 05:34AM by fccardcreator https://ift.tt/VSjd7tn via /r/Music

[al-live]

A Wash in Thyme- strange mid summer nights dream in late summer 2021. Part (1/3)

I had a dream that had my eyes veiled and my salts and bottles at the ready.

That night, I fell alseep, wracked with waves and gusts of missing something and nothing in particular all at once. I just knew that I'd dream deeply. However, I didn't know if I'd dream of any clarity.

but.... .

.. There were many of us. We werent in school but we all, in our young adulthoods, flocked together- sheparded by someone I could not remember. We took a train to a fuzzy place (this dream not yet clear) but after finishing our visit, we all filled another train. It took no time for everything- including the train- to go left.

My little brother- light of my life- was among us on that train, though he was younger. I saw the track the train pulled out on and it was like a t.v. trays width, roller coaster track beneath the much wider, heavy iron and moaning rust of the train. I felt the jolting and the turbulance as we climbed and creeped up the track and I knew we couldnt make it.

I tried to secure my brother and see if anyone else noticed. We all did but had not a clue what to do. We were all murmering and yelling that we were going to fall and so I yelled for everyone to "get on the right of the trai-"

I see the train tip off the track.....

......I try and keep my brother close (what little control I had) but none of us knew how to react. We're all screaming and falling......... Theres no air blowing us about like the movies. All you feel is the entire gravity and force of the trains weight pushing us down and my stomach was in shambles.

We fell so hard- screaming- for so long and I tried calculating the feet we fell while simutaneously just wanting it to stop. Could we even survive? A dim thought in the back of my mind. I thought of when I used to wonder if jumping at the last second, when in a falling elevator, could save you from the impact of hitting the ground floor. I tell everyone jump! Jump! Right before it hits the ground! but it's just me and my brother jumping. Still we fall...and have time to jump three times and then we hit the ground.

The trains structure collapsed but still held some shape as we spilled out every where inside its cramped space and hung out- injured- of its new and old openings. Its devasting. Its traumatizing. I cant believe we survived. I cant believe the conductor thought that it would work. I am calm.

Im not sure, because I didnt look back, but I get the sense that everyone survived. So I grab my brother with dirty ashen hands and lead us both out of the wreckage telling him "Dont worry. We'll just sue".

That put a target on my back, especially when help came and was on our side.