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OVER THE GARDEN WALL (P.1) - a collection of lines from the beloved animated spooky season classic. a rp meme. *adjust pronouns and wording as needed
❝ Wait, wait a second. Uh … [name]? Where are we? ❞
❝ Do you think it's some kind of deranged lunatic with an axe waiting out there in the darkness for innocent victims? ❞
❝ Well, you're slapping yourself, and I'm answering your question, and– ❞
❝ This guy sounds loony. Maybe we should make a break for it, if we can. ❞
❝ We may need to knock him out first. ❞
❝ I dunno. Sometimes I feel like I'm just like…a boat, upon a winding river…twisting, towards an endless black sea… ❞
❝ Did you know, that if you soak a raisin in grape juice, it turns into a grape? ❞
❝ Ugh, you're not helping at all. ❞
❝ Aw, beans! Where is that frog o' mine? ❞
❝ You have beautiful eyes. ❞
❝ Oh, holy moley, hot dog–!! ❞
❝ That was the plan, remember? Knock him out! ❞
❝ Can you turn me into a tiger? It doesn't have to be a magical tiger. ❞
❝ [Name], stop talking to a bush. ❞
❝ Oh– do you like waffles? ❞
❝ Pumpkins can't move on their own! Can they? ❞
❝ You find this place as creepy as I do, right? ❞
❝ So, it's some kind of weird cult. They seem nice enough. ❞
❝ Okay. You're in denial. That's fine. ❞
❝ I'm really just looking to leave here. As fast as possible. ❞
❝ You'll never convict! You have no proof! ❞
❝ I simply have to punish you for your transgressions. ❞
❝ I told you this place was bad news! ❞
❝ Maybe they're gonna bury you out there. ❞
❝ Yes! I want your help! ❞
❝ I guess in some ways, I'm trying to get home too. ❞
❝ I don't have to tell you anything. ❞
❝ But we have to do something fun. ❞
❝ We can just keep walking silently, you know? ❞
❝ Hey! What? I'm not a pushover. ❞
❝ The world is a miserable place, [Name]. Life isn't fun. ❞
❝ We need to do our part to make the world a better place! ❞
❝ School?! Not today. ❞
❝ You're late. You know the rules. ❞
❝ Oof. That lady's got some baggage. ❞
❝ So, my theory is hot dogs are not actually dogs, regardless of what they teach you in school. ❞
❝ Oh boy! Mealtime! ❞
❝ This is way better than being chased by a gorilla. ❞
singing ❝ Oh potatoes and molasses, if you want some, oh just ask us~ ❞
❝ I just wanted to have fun, change the world, and make it a better place. But I just made everything worse. ❞
❝ You're a stubborn jerk. When are you gonna give this up? ❞
❝ If only something would go right for a change. ❞
❝ Okay, I think he's asleep. Let's go steal his stuff. ❞
❝ All he ever did was steal my heart away. ❞
❝ I found a duck. Do you know how to make eggs from a duck? I'm hungry. ❞
❝ Finally some good luck. Let's go to this creepy tavern and ask for some directions. ❞
❝ Curse you! Curse you! You'll die someday and I'll laugh! ❞
❝ What kind of person goes out chopping trees in the middle of a thunderstorm at night? ❞
❝ You don't need directions. You follow that compass inside your heart. ❞
❝ Uh … no, I think we need directions. ❞
❝ [Name] was amazing! He sang a song, rode a horse, and saved you from the axe guy! ❞
❝ I was thinking more like flat-out stealing from him. ❞
❝ I want to steal. ❞
❝ Yeah! I want to see the ghost! To the painting! ❞
❝ Afraid of a ghost? Ghosts are just floaty things. ❞
❝ It's stuck. Well, guess we just have to spend some quality time together. ❞
❝ Don't change the subject. ❞
❝ How about you tell me about your darkest secrets instead? ❞
❝ My secrets are too secret. ❞
❝ Now who's avoiding the question? ❞
❝ I secretly whisper poetry to myself in my room at night. ❞
❝ It looks like there was a struggle – a violent struggle. ❞
❝ I can't thank you enough for helping me to face my fears. ❞
❝ It's a rock fact! ❞
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Just chucking my rambling about the soundtrack of SOS2 in a separate post rather than buried in the showdown reblogs… mostly because I’m impressed by how many things there are to say even though I don’t feel like I mentioned half of them!!
🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵
Musically (which is my particular obsession, especially as I also listen to the episodes a lot in the car so don’t have the picture to tell the story)… SOS2 though is next level.
It has all the themes, plus the new ones from Calypso/Braman but it shifts and develops them.
We have Four launching to the theme in 5/4! That’s so clever, it really sets me on edge as it makes it clear something is OFF. The scene before when they are discussing Braman adds to this edginess because the quiet tremolo strings in the background just tip it off comfortable.
The search / chase / trap cues are brilliantly executed… the chaos crew themselves could have been written a lot better, but the theme is a very clever and flexible one (much like the mechanic’s was - the Fosters clearly love a baddie) and it’s well incorporated here, especially in how it is blended with the ‘underwater’ soundscape and then with the tension music as the choir backing happens and the pulse increases… your high panic from the upper voices, strings and solo trumpet… the sense of inevitability and hugeness from the lower end of the orchestra… till it all culminates in what is effectively a musical scream… and then the strings give us quiet pain.
Then the silence.
Oh the silence.
There is no musical background as Fuse approaches. It’s just water and rocket noise. Which in such a musically rich episode is jarring, it makes me hold my breath.
Then when he sees Gordon and we hear the start of the string and horn backing for the elegy… I like to think it’s a turning point for Fuse, him realising this is bad, having regrets at the same time the audience are desperately worried for Gordon. But they are brave - they start the mourning song but they stop it! When it cuts back to the Chaos Cruiser and the Hood deserves no music.
It’s only when Fuse asks whether Gordon will be ok that we get the music back and… oh my.
THAT ELEGY.
Look I know I have raved about this before but holy moley it’s beautiful.
But but - notice - where the hood got only engine noise & no music, once the chaos cruiser is gone and it cuts to Thunderbird 2 we have all music no sound effects. I believe it’s the only time in all 3 seasons where the soundscape is entirely bare but for music. The Fosters talked about what a privilege it was to be given sole charge of what the audience hears at that key emotional moment. Thunderbird 2 silent??? The Tracys silent - they communicate only by looks. The music speaks their agony for them. The rockets on Thunderbird 2 fire but there is no sound from them. Virgil says Thunderbird Two is Go but we don’t hear it fly overhead.
The Thunder is gone.
The theme develops as FAB 1 is in shot and the sound effects coming back is another little shock - like you’re waking from a bad dream to find out it’s real.
The Rescuing Gordon cue gives us part of the elegy theme with Gordon’s launch again, back it’s back in a slow 4/4. Because Two is there and Two is safe and stable. BUT… it’s still not quite right - listen to the strings… not the semiquavers in the bass but the single broken notes over the top - slowly rising and then falling - they aren’t on the beat! Every time the note starts just a little sooner than it feels like it’s supposed to. They have a plan, they know what to do, but agh they are also in a rush and there’s a sense of fumbling desperation. So. Flipping. Clever. I didn’t notice it until maybe the 30th time of listening.
The strings climax at the point the pods lock on and we hold our breath… and as Penny cuts Gordon free so does the music - they really play around with the speed here, the new string tune that comes in… with too many notes to fit into the 4/4 pattern it’s like the beat pauses but the melody continues until with a *gasp* she has him and the pulse restarts.
When they get him into Two’s med bay it seems like the music is gonna stop, like it does on the Chaos Cruiser but no. There is a single, quiet, sustained note… the orchestra doesn’t let Gordon go.
I mean I could go on all day… Shadow V Chaos, wonderfully scored too… the fact the Braman’s Sacrifice theme (from when he steered the Calypso into the sea) soars in and combines with Kayo’s theme as she gives up her advantage over the Chaos Cruiser to turn and save him. Lush. The soft family theme at the hospital… aaah.
But one final thing…
The ending.
Because I have listened to this hundreds of times and STILL the goosebumps.
Brains brings up the data - We have the insistent pulse of the familiar theme but then a slow minor key string version of Braman’s sailing sailing song. Then as they start to realise what’s going on that fades and Jeff’s theme starts! Are we going to get it? It’s not totally clear… as Brains is trying to decrypt the hidden message the notes are held but as we see FAB we get the end of the melody! At last! JEFF TRACY! And it all rises and climaxes into the main theme at the end. PERFECT! BRAVO! *leaps from chair and dances*
#thunderbirds are go#thunderbirds#thunderbirds are go ost#sos 2#nick & Ben foster#nick foster#ben foster
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KLAUS starters
feel free to change pronouns
“Stop, don’t tell me. Let me guess…. I give up. Who are you?”
“Can I get your something to drink? Espresso, cappuccino?”
“Aren’t you supposed to be in equestrian training?”
“No worries, I’ve got someone covering for me.”
“I’m gonna take one last look around the old place so I can forget it.”
“There you have it! But, hey, we gave it the old college try didn’t we?”
“Guess I’ll just go pack up and head home then. Too bad! Darn, oh darn!”
“You’re right! When will I grow up? When will I stop squandering these opportunities- that you so kindly forced me into- and become my own man?”
“I guess I must really hanker down and rethink my priorities.”
“You think I’m just going to watch you purposely fail and then let you waltz right back to a privileged life void of any purpose or meaning?”
“You can’t cheat, bribe or squirm your way out of this one.”
“Thank you, Dad! This is really wonderful, father, thank you so much!”
“I love this terrible coach ride. Thank you so much.”
“Nice boat. Any chance we might actually get on it today?”
“I thought there would be some sort of a reception.”
“This is no way to treat a person. Certainly not THIS person.”
“Come to the counter, I’ll be right out!”
“What kind of town has a Battle Bell?”
“Welcome to _, home ot the world’s finest feuds.”
“Are you gonna buy something, or are you just here to chit-chat?”
“Holy moley, that’s you?! What happened?”
“Mingling with their sworn enemy spawn? Can’t have that!”
“So now I’m reduced to doing this so I can get some money and start fresh far, far away from here.”
“Are. You going. To buy something?!”
“C’mon, sport! I saved the best for last.”
“Go home, you loser!”
“Oh, I get it. Did my father put you up to this?”
“Show me where I’m really staying. I’d like a hot bath and a look at the dinner menu.”
“That’s it! This place is the worst! I’m going home!”
“I hate it here! It’s so cold and icky and the people are mean to me!”
“Nice guy. Loves visitors.
“Hello? I’m in your house.”
“Better alive in the gutter than hacked into pieces! No thank you!”
“Please don’t chop me up and scatter my parts in the woods!”
“In there? What? No way. You must be kidding.”
“Please! Open this! Why are you doing this to me?”
“These better sound sad. Do they sound sad?”
“Probably not an axe murderer. Though, still is a possibility but, most likely, no.”
“Remember me from the nice breaking and entering the other night?”
“That is… totally normal!”
“Centuries of glorious hatred passed down through generations!”
“Now, I just know you didn’t mean to disrespect all of that heritage. Right?”
“Telling children to go to school to learn to write? What is wrong with you?!”
“I’m so close to getting out. I am not about to let you mess it all up.”
“Whatever you’re doing, leave me OUT OF IT.”
“Not a word. You just sit there and be all magical and awesome.”
“Are we going to learn something today?”
“Look, if you have to be here, at least be quiet.”
“Let’s make a deal- If I teach you something will you get out of here? Please?”
“Friends of yours, I take it?… They seemed nice.”
“A flying sleigh… pulled by magical reindeer?”
“Oh look. It CAN laugh.”
“What are you doing at our ambush?”
“So we must band together in peace… To help stop this peace?”
“Back home I’ve got pretty much everything.”
“Back home I’ve got pretty much everything. But here I’m just another irrelevant,pointless… nobody.”“
Hey. You’re a pretty good listener, y’know?”
“How many nights do you lie awake, in the darkest place?”
“If happy lives a mile away, a couple steps is all it takes.”
“If kindness lives in everyone, then all it takes is standing up.”
“Can’t touch it, see it- but you can always feel it.”
“The greatest things you’ll ever know are invisible.”
“How have we never defeated you?”
“We wanted children. Lots of them.”
“We kept waiting, but they never came.”
“Even now, sometimes, it almost like she’s still...”
“After she was gone, I guess I got lost.”
“Yknow what? No homework! Am I the best teacher ever or what?”
“I just thought I’d give the place an update.”
“Check it out, I think it looks pretty good.”
“Someone would have to be pretty stupid to want to leave this place now.”
“Oh, wow. You have no idea what you’ve done, do you?”
“Not quite the same place is it?”
“A true act of good will always sparks another.”
“Everybody’s out to get something, right?”
“Oh, well. Best leave it alone, I say. I’m sure it’s nothing that could fester and eventually become a source of regret.”
“He said he’d never been more proud of me... And he hugged me. Can you believe that?”
“This town was built on resentment and spite.”
“Let’s go. We’re done here.”
“Kids talk. And if kids happen to talk about their parents forming an angry mob then, y’know, teachers listen.”
“Then you showed up and made it complicated, as usual.”
“So all this was for nothing?”
“Shall we then?”
“What did you expect of course she loved me.”
“I’m coming, Love.”
“It was as if he had just... faded away.”
“What happened to him after that... How, why... I can’t even begin to comprehend.”
“I stopped trying to make sense of it a long time ago.”
“What I do know is that, once a year, I get to see my friend.”
#klaus#netflix klaus#sentence starters#klaus starters#christmas starters#reposting an updated version of this meme with more starters on the list
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Manifestation and Rebounding
Chapter 4
MASTERLIST
Emily POV
We had started to walk back to the park, and there was now a nice banter between us pushing away any feelings of embarrassment or shame I might have had.
“Ok, what's up with your family? I told you my drama now you share. Why didn't you do Christmas with them? ” I asked, honestly I wonder what kind of people raised Brian, and if he is this hot how attractive are his siblings?
“Mmm, not much to say, I love my family. Sure I've had disagreements with them and none of them live in town but I'm not estranged or anything. And as for your second question, I was already supposed to go with Clara to her family's Christmas. My family is pretty wealthy and Clara’s family was also quite well off so it was no issue that we needed to travel to see them. But then I found her naked and cuddled up to one of my coworkers.” Brian said bitterly.
“That's terrible, why would she do that to you?”
“Well, she said that I was taking too long to propose. Part of me thinks she's right. Should I have done it right out of high school?” I don't think he was truly looking for an answer, just venting.
“To me, it seems more likely that this wasn't her first time cheating. Not to put that thought into your head. Say you hadn't found out and proposed later, do you really think she would stopped cheating” I was out of line, 8 mean I've only known this guy 3 days, and here I am giving him relationship advice.
“I know your right, I was gonna do it at Christmas. Pop the question. I mean how crazy is that? To think if I hadn't gone home early, this right here wouldn't be happening” he laughed sourly.
“How did you react when it happened?”
“At first I felt betrayed, then mad at them both, and then just mad at her. The guy had no clue she was in a relationship, let alone with me. I yelled and so did she. said she didn't need me to be happy, but I needed her. I almost thought about kicking her out but I just left. She texted and said she would get her stuff out of there” his eyes seemed glossed over as he spoke.
I hugged his arm, making him look down at me.
“You didn't deserve that. Just because she made a bad choice doesn't mean you're the cause. If she really wanted to be with you forever, she should have had a conversation with you and certainly wouldn't go and cheat. Sometimes we just love people who suck”
He had stopped walking just staring at each other's faces.
Taking in my words, I was surprised myself.
“Eh sorry shouldn't have grabbed onto you like that,” I said unlacing my arms from around his.
“Oh it's fine, warming me up in the chilly weather,” she said looking away to hide his blush.
I seemed the hear on my face grow hotter as well.
“Oh looks like we're also back at the park,” I said trying to change the subject.
“Yeah… I guess we are” he said seeming a bit sad.
“Sorry for bringing that up seems I spoiled the mood” I admitted.
“You didn't, it actually felt great to get it off my chest. I'm just bummed we can't hang out longer” he laughed.
His words made my heart skip. Sure we had said we would see where this relationship goes but in the back of my mind, I wanted dearly to grab his face and kiss him till one of us passes out.
“... Who says we can't” I turned away from him. “The day is young, we could drive over to the movie theater and see something” I offered.
This seemed to relight a spark of joy in him.
“Ok let's do it! Do you want to drive separately and meet back up or drive together?”
“Let go together, though you might be annoyed with me by the end of the day” I laughed wrapping.
Myself around his arm again. “Your driving through”
He seemed to have no problems with that.
“Holy moley, THIS is your car?” It was in utter shock, at the old school blue Mustang sat before me.
“Yeah? What you scared of it or something” he joked.
“No this is my like dream car right here” I jumped out of my boots.
“Well it's much cooler on the inside, so hope on in Suga,” Brian said putting on a funny voice.
I rushed to quickly get in the car hoping to hide my blushing face.
Was a pretty good driver, maybe it was the fact the car was older so he was more careful.
The radio played softly, just enough to make out that a song was playing at all.
I tried to focus on anything other than Brian.
I had noticed pretty soon after we left the way his bulge was pronounced as he sat in the car.
Lord imagine giving him road-head in this car, him waving at some rando on the street them unaware that im sucking his soul out of him.
“You quiet, something on your mind” my fantasy interrupted by the man in question.
“Oh n-no just spaced out sorry d-did you say something” I tried to play it cool.
“Just was asking, if there's any movies you wanted to see.”
“Oh I think that movie Bounty Drag seemed interesting” Brian raised an eyebrow not taking his eyes off the road. “It’s about this drag racer who’s down on his luck but after helping to catch a bank robber he realizes he wants to be a bounty hunter, combining his love for racing and justice” I explained.
“That could be fun, that's what we're gonna see?”
“I mean if you want im not picky” I am actually but not with movies.
Brian just smiled to himself.
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holy moley this scene
I feel for MK so bad man shit dawg he is also a very relatable character for me too.
god damn yeah MK and Skyler are so alike....fuck
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Fell asleep working on paper
Woke up worked on paper
Fell asleep working on paper again
Now back to the paper
#squiggles rambles#if I don’t finish this soon#I’m going to lose my whole mind#it’s so bad too holy moley it is bad#I don’t care#I want to go to bed#but I have to get this done so I have the weekend to test prep#ugh#don’t mind me I’m so heckin tired I don’t remember what my point was#I might not have had a point#I don’t know if I ate#I think I did?#I am very disoriented I don’t think this is good#hmm
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Idk if you already made this but Hanako, Kou and mitsuba jealous Hcs with their girlfriend that is quite popular among the students pls? thank u!!
hanako x f!reader, kou minamoto x f!reader, mitsuba sousuke x f!reader
a/n: sure thing!! No worries, I haven’t made it yet :D you’re so very welcome, and thank you so much for requesting!! I love jealousy headcanons tho I don’t think I’ve ever written them? I hope these turn out alright, and I’m so sorry for the time this took!
warnings: jealousy?
word count: 1,936
Hanako <3
Oh boy- can I do anything but wish you luck?
Hanako is already a fairly clingy and jealous guy, that’s practically canon. He’ll stand between you when you’re talking to anyone, and I mean aaaaanyone. He just can’t risk losing you!
(It’s got a whole lot to do with his insecurities, of course- while he wouldn’t admit it, not wanting to drop his “ah? I’m just an innocent little boy, free of issues and perverted thoughts <3” attitude, he does struggle a lot. He’s a ghost, a murderer, and imperfect in more ways than those. You’re popular for a reason. You’re so pretty, so kind, so lovable- you’re alive, and probably have morals. What are you doing with a dead murderer?)
Wow, ANYWAY- we’re here for jealousy, not Hanako’s issues, though they will probably resurface shortly.
Seeing everyone around you… always wanting your attention, always complimenting you…
You deserved it! He thought all of those positive things and more-! But… at this point, so many people admiring you, why were you still with him?
Even if you explain to him constantly that you love him dearly, and wouldn’t leave him for anyone else, he still gets somewhat possessive. Eventually putting the “but why does (Y/N) still love me,,” aside, he just wants others to keep their hands off you :((
It’s no fault of yours, and he acknowledges that! But it’s the fault of others getting so close to you >:((
Though they can’t see him, when people go up to you, talking joyfully- he’s standing there, arms wrapped around you, head on your shoulder as he glares daggers into their souls.
BRO IF SOMEONE FLIRTS WITH YOU OR TOUCHES YOU??
You’ve never seen him super angry, much less murderous. He doesn’t want you to see him that angry normally- but holy moley is he about ready to beat someone.
Yet, he’s still just a ghost- plus if he did something Teru would exorcise him, booooo. So, he settles for continuing to glare, standing between the two of you, hitting their arm if it’s resting on your shoulder. Once again, they’re completely unaware of it, but you aren’t!
“Hanako, you know I won’t leave you for them. They’re a classmate, I barely know them, really.”
“But they want to know you. And I don’t want them to know you… they’re gonna try and take you from me, (Y/N)!”
“I won’t let them take me, you big dummy. So, if you could please let go of me so I can get back to class?”
“No :((“
Not only does he cling to you, of course- though he hugs you bunches and squishes your face just because you’re cute- you can also expect a lot of kisses. Ranging from quick “hey, I’m here, and please don’t choose someone else over me”, “hey, my kisses are better than theirs!! Here’s proof!”, “you’re my girlfriend, not theirs, and if they keep treating you like you aren’t taking I’m going to stabby stabby (but I can’t stab cos Teru’s here, but I would if it wasn’t upsetting)”, etc, etc. It’s… almost strange how easy it is to understand what he means from the way he kisses you- but, I digress!
Overall, he gets jealous fairly easily, and gets very clingy when jealous. He’s not amazing with words, so he wants to show you that he loves you with actions!! However, those actions, more often than not, end up just being… clinging to you, and glaring at people who try to get too close to you.
(RIP Akane, Kou, and Nene for bearing witness to you walking around the school with a visibly angry Hanako. Though the worst the others get is the feeling that someone is staring at them, they get to witness his jealousy from off to the side.)
Kou Minamoto <3
He’s nearly completely opposite from Hanako, actually! He doesn’t get jealous very often, trusting you to actually tell him if something were wrong in the relationship. And, when he does get jealous, he does his best to not show it.
He’s not fond of being jealous. It makes him feel like he’s betraying you…? Like him being jealous is the same as him saying that he doesn’t trust you. But, similarly to Hanako, he trusts you. He just doesn’t trust others quite as much. Not with his very cute and very pretty and very sweet girlfriend :((
While it takes a lot to get him jealous, two things that really can make his temper cut short are (similarly to Hanako) when someone outright flirts or touches you. Especially if they touch you and the two of you aren’t at least friends-
If someone flirts, he’s going to casually slip into the conversation, if he wasn’t there already. A quick “hey, (Y/N)! Wait, sorry, I didn’t realize you were talking-“, then he’ll stand next to you, grabbing your hand lightly. One thing about Kou is, he does his best to be gentle all the time! Even when he’s jealous, he’d never ever hurt you intentionally-!!
If someone’s touching you, he’ll hop into the conversation as he does when someone flirts, adding a “I need your help with something, when you can.” This time, or any time really, if you’re uncomfortable you can use it as an excuse to get away!! Kou’s got your back!!!
If it’s been a day where people just constantly seem to be needing your attention, he’ll start to let his jealousy get to him a bit. It’s not even that some people like your attention- heck, he gets it! He likes having your attention as well. It’s more that… they constantly need your attention. Someone always needing something, even when he just wanted to have a conversation with you :((
In that case, he’ll be slightly clingy, and slightly pouty. Almost like a young child. His lips will be pouted slightly, eyes looking a bit lower to the ground than usual. His hand will be secured in yours, and your shoulder will be lightly pressed against his.
“Kouuu, tell me what’s wrong~,” You spoke, poking his cheek with your index finger. When he was like this, it was easy to tell he was embarrassed about whatever he was pouting over, and not upset over something too serious. It was the perfect time to mess with him.
His face would flush as it usually did- and he’d look away, pouting a bit harder as his eyebrows furrowed slightly. “It’s nothing, (Y/N), really.”
“You’re pouting. Come on, now, you really can tell me. I promise I won’t think of you any less!”
“…it’s just… well- well, seeing all those people around you all day, and I couldn’t really… even get to talk to you. You even had to leave early during lunch-! I’m not angry or anything- it’s dumb, it’s dumb, really-“
“Awwwwh, Kou! Don’t be jealous, sweetheart! It’s not dumb, I actually find it sweet. You know I’d choose you over any of those people. I’d much rather spend time with you than them, but it’s not exactly easy to say no… but, if it makes you feel bad, I’ll make sure they know that, at least, lunch is off-limits.”
“Y-you don’t have to, but… that’s up to you.” (AKA “I want you to, but I don’t want you to feel obligated to do something just for my sake.”)
Overall! Kou’s going to be a sweetheart, even when (not very often) jealous. He doesn’t want you to think he’s silly or not trusting of you when he does get jealous- so he does his best to hide it? Still, he fails, since he can’t help but want to be at least a little closer to you!! Plus the way he pouts- he’s easily read in most situations, and that type is no different.
Mitsuba Sousuke <3
Ahh, where to begin… I suppose the same way I’ve been beginning the other two-
Mitsuba is… a complicated jealous boy? He gets jealous rather easily- and… doesn’t admit it, but makes it painfully obvious. He thinks he isn’t being obvious, but it’s practically plain as daylight.
As he does all things, he masks his jealousy in insults at first! Making his way into whatever conversation or interaction your having, offering an ‘uninterested’ “what’re you doing?” After that, he criticizes every little thing the other person does- his levels of mercy depending on how much the person deserves it.
A quick question? Minimum amount of insults. Maybe one, two if they drag it out.
Just having a normal conversation? More than a short question, but not an excessive amount. If they drag it out too long, the insults go up.
Flirting? Lays the insults on THICK. Plus, after a moment, an annoyed and rather cocky sounding: “why haven’t you gotten lost already? Can’t you see I’m (Y/N)’s boyfriend? You idiot. Moron. Pervert. Who talks to a taken girl like that??”
Touches you? Doesn’t even happen. They reach for you, and he’s smacking their hand away. “Idiot. What right do you have to touch my girlfriend?? That’s invasive. Gross. You’re so weird, trying to put your sticky little hands on her.”
But! If it’s a situation he can’t interfere with, be it because he’s dead and the other person’s alive, or in which the people needing your attention goes on for too long- he enters Sulky Mitsuba Mode.
Don’t get me wrong, Sulky Mitsuba is still full of insults, just… sad. In those times, as a ghost, he can’t help but wonder if you’re content in the relationship. Look at you… popular with other students- other students who could leave the school, buy you things, and such. He was a cute ghost, but he was a ghost. He wasn’t even really Mitsuba- he wasn’t the classmate you once knew. How hard was it for you? Yet, you gave it your best to get to know him again-
Luckily, Mitsuba has the ability to tell himself “if (Y/N) did that much for me, she must at least care.” However, it won’t get rid of all his doubts- and he’ll still sulk once you finally catch up with him.
“Hey, Mitsuba! Sorry, I’ve been busy!”
“Mh? Have you? I’ve barely even noticed you were gone.”
Terrible acting skills, Mitsuba. He looks annoyed, his voice sounds uninterested, but… it’s still somehow easy to see through his little act. He’s jealous, and you’re bound to be aware of it.
Take a seat next to him, and he’ll scoot away. Be patient- when he’s jealous, it’s like approaching a stray cat. No sudden movements or you’ll scare him away!
“I’m sorry, Mitsuba. I know I’ve been caught up today, and I’m really sad that I haven’t seen you much until now. Did you have anything you wanted to do? I’m all yours now!”
“Tch, whatever. I don’t have anything I want to do, so just leave it be.”
Ah… do I even have to mention that he’s stubborn. Apologize a bit, he’ll dismissively forgive you, and go from there. Lighthearted conversation, asking him about his day, talking about yours- slowly move closer to him, and! Next thing you know, his heads on your shoulder as he rants about something that happened.
Overall, Mitsuba does get jealous rather easily! He’s stubborn as always, partnered with his insults constantly ready to be fired- it’s interesting when he gets jealous. He never outright admits that he trusts you, and doesn’t consider much more than “I’m feeling a bit jealous since this person keeps taking (Y/N)’s attention, but he’d never put the blame on you. Just… like I said, be patient, and don’t get too offended.
#once again. on phone so I’m sorry for funky formatting!!#anon#x reader#f!reader#x f!reader#tbhk#jshk#toilet bound hanako kun#jibaku shounen hanako kun#Hanako#kou minamoto#headcanons#mitsuba sousuke#tbhk x reader#jshk x reader#toilet bound hanako kun x reader#jibaku shounen hanako kun x reader#hanako kun x reader#Hanako x reader#kou minamoto x reader#mitsuba sousuke x reader#hanako headcanons#kou minamoto headcanons#mitsuba sousuke headcanons
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The Woman King has me worried af
The first trailer dropped for an upcoming historical drama called The Woman King with Viola Davis and John Boyega, and I broke my Excitement Meter at an over-9000 level burst. Then I did some research on the subject, and I’m very very very worried, guys.
First the good: this movie looks AMAZING. It’s focus is on the Agoji (the Dahomey Amazons), an elite group of badass female warriors that existed for several centuries in the Kingdom of Dahomey in present day Benin. I’m not going to drop much info on them here since I don’t want to make this post too long, but I encourage everyone to look them up because HOLY fuckin MOLEY were they awesome. In the movie, Viola Davis plays the lead, a fictional character who is the leader of the Agoji. The cast looks great, but I’m going to point out John Boyega’s role as the real King Ghezo, because this is important.
Before I get to the worrying bits, check out the trailer: https://youtu.be/3RDaPV_rJ1Y
One description of the movie says it’s about the women warriors who “fought enemies who violated their honor, enslaved their people, and threatened to destroy everything they have lived for.”
Sounds awesome, right? Bad ass elite female warriors smashing the skulls of European colonists and slave traders. Who wouldn’t want to bask in the righteous glory of a swole Viola Davis slaughtering slavers’ in droves?
But the actual history is where is gets... problematic. We can date the exact time the movie is set by the inclusion of King Ghezo, played by John Boyega.
And here’s the problem. The Kingdom of Dahomey was a major player in the Atlantic Slave trade. They weren’t the only west African kingdom to sell slaves to colonialists, but they certainly had a huge role. But King Ghezo -- duuude. Much of Ghezo’s rule (1818 - 1858) was spent at war with various other African kingdoms, but also notably with the British Empire. Why, you ask? Because at this time, slavery and participation in the slave trade had been banned in England. Their navy was working actively to end the Atlantic Slave Trade. And Dahomey was one of the biggest sources of African slaves still active. Ghezo not only encouraged this, but was firmly committed to it’s slave-based economic deals with other colonial powers like France. They lied to the Brits several times, saying they would stop the practice, but always reneged on their word. The British Navy spent much of Ghezo’s rule blockading his ports.
How is the Woman King going to deal with the fact that the King represented was the very person who enslaved their people (technically they were mostly prisoners of war) and fought the keep the Atlantic Slave Trade from crumbling? Dahomey was a slave-driven society, as it had been for centuries. This was far from uncommon, but will The Woman King even deal with this?
My huge huge huge worry is that The Woman King is going to do the old Hollywood Wash on the problematic historical events during this period. Y’know, they could have chosen to represent an earlier time period, like when the Agoji were first formed. And hell, they might just use the hypocrisy of this Slaver King to create a great interpersonal drama between the King and the main character who served him, who despises the slave trade but is strained by her loyalty to him. But will they? Is this going to be a complex tale of loyalty coming to grips with the actions of those who command said loyalty? I hope so. I really do. But everything tells me that it isn’t. The trailer makes it sound like it’s going to be another Braveheart, but FAR worse. Like Hamilton and Braveheart had a child who inherited only the bad parts of each work. And look - I don’t care about certain inaccuracies in historical movies. It doesn’t bother me that soldiers in so-and-so action epic have the wrong color buttons on their uniforms. But this shit -- I don’t even know what to call it. A bizarre form of white washing? Or just an epic Hollywood fuck up that is going to change the true history of it’s subject in the public consciousness?
I really really really really hope I’m wrong.
#the woman king#Ghezo#Atlantic slave trade#fuck hollywood#Dahomey#Agoji#historical accuracy#please be wrong#i need this movie to not be this
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holy moley i finished your charlamagne de vil fic today and WOWZERS IT WAS AMAZING! i was on the edge of my seat almost the whole time! you wrote him so charming and cool and cunning and EVIL! OMG SO EVIL. the ending way so sad :( i'm still reeling but i like sad endings too! also holy crap you write lots and lots! how do you do it? dozens of pages, is quite the feat. congrats on your story telling ability! it's truly a gift ^u^
Thank you so much! I think I mentioned it before, but writing for that story was very enjoyable. Except I only got stuck on the last two or three chapters, but as you can tell, I made it past that. And yeah, actually, for my personal stories I usually write neutralish endings with a hint of bad ending, if that makes sense? Honestly, I don't know how I used to write that much. It seems like these days it takes a lot longer to write that much stuff. A few days ago I was wondering how younger me managed to write up to twenty pages a day and now I'm lucky if I can write one page. Anyways, thank you very much for reading, I'm glad the story was enjoyable!
I know most of my followers on Tumblr don't read on Quotev, but if anyone is interested. Here are some completed one shots, specials, stories? That I'm not completely disappointed in.
-> BUTTONS. Summary: [ Yandere!Husband x Reader ] When a young woman moves with her husband, Kage, to a brand new environment, she begins to feel neglected by her busy spouse, lonely with the lack of friends, and miserable in this new home. In her despair, a mysterious button-eyed man named Kade, who looks exactly like Kage, insists that he is her other husband. Kade offers her all the attention, love, and gifts her heart could desire but he hides a darker purpose.
-> THE DEVIL. Summary: [ Yandere!Designer x Reader ] As a young woman, you were always out-shined by your dearest friend, Charlemagne De Vil. He was a genius with awe-inspiring brilliance. There was nothing he couldn't obtain with his overwhelming wealth. At the snap of his finger, he could have whatever he wished. However, Charlemagne always longed for more than just a simple friendship. So when the dalmation puppies in your care go missing, and you are the one he cannot have, he would be willing to pay great amounts to have what he wanted.
-> MAROONED. Summary: [ Yandere!Monster x Reader ] There is an island full of crime that remains an enigma to the outside world, for anyone who visits mysteriously goes missing. Some believe the island is hiding a horrible curse. When a young photographer who is barely scraping by is offered a job at traveling to the mysterious island to capture photos for a huge sum of money she desperately needed, she accepts. Eventually she is left marooned on the small island in the middle of the biggest ocean. There she eventually discovers the cause of the disappearing people, the terrible “curse” on the island: a man that can transform into a dark monster that prowls the island, killing any intruders.
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wip day!
i wasn’t tagged by anyone lmao but @witchofinterest and @water-writings have both posted their stuff so i figured i would too! here’s part of chapter six of electric feel!
tagging @nolanhollogay @starlightocs @honeyandsunflowers @twinmasks @richitozier @cullenmunsonwp @darth-caillic @i-am-cloud-writes @raith-way @cantfighthemoonknight and anyone else who wants to take part!
It was third period when Amber saw Billy and Freddy standing in front of the teacher’s lounge. She’d already had her… suspicions that they were gonna play hooky in order to ‘train’ Billy’s newfound superpowers, mostly due to the fact that she’d already had evidence. She’d had to stuff Freddy’s makeshift go-pro helmet into a tote bag in his locker after the stunt Billy pulled with the Bryers – although she wouldn’t say they didn’t deserve it.
The good news was that Amber was your archetypal ‘good’ student. The only reason she tended to show up each day even though she probably didn’t need to – after all, when you have a photographic memory and the ability to pretty much recall everything you’ve seen, heard or felt, school was kind of redundant – was mostly to get a GED. The bad news was that she was pretty sure she couldn’t sneak out of the class to follow them.
She frowned, quickly scribbling a makeshift hall pass on a sheet of paper. She passed it to her teacher as she walked around, before muttering something under her breath about needing to use the bathroom. She was expecting a comment about using the bathroom beforehand, but was surprised when she got it back fully signed. That was when she left the classroom, shoving her hall pass in her pocket and spotting Billy, holding a crumpled up jacket over his arm. She quickly ducked around the corner, can’t look like you’re stalking the kid, and listened to his and Freddy’s conversation.
“Hey.”
“Making the crippled kid do your dirty work. Wow!”
“I’m a better lookout!” Billy claimed, “I can play innocent!”
It was true, considering he was able to play the cops – and maybe Amber as well, although she’d never admit it – with the puppy dog eyed ‘holy moley’ act. Who even said ‘holy moley’ anymore? …Okay, says the girl who unironically uses ‘gee whiz’ but that’s beside the point!
“And I can’t?”
“Your face gives off a very strong vibe of someone who’s hatching schemes.”
Amber snorted. “And your’s doesn’t, Red?” She whispered, trying not to look like she was spying on them. Of course, that failed immediately. Amber wasn’t the best at being subtle, she knew that.
“My face?” Freddy asked, “This face?”
“Yeah!”
Amber rolled her eyes, quickly straightening her sweater and turning a corner, walking out behind the boys, hands in her pockets. She quickly saw the school security guard - Officer Moran, not Moron -, and ducked around once more, leaning against the wall, trying to look casual.
“You boys got a hall pass?” He asked.
“Oh, us?” Freddy responded, turning to face him. “Yeah, always.”
That was when Moran stood up. “You!” He pointed at Freddy, much to the boy’s shock, “You look like you’re up to something.”
Amber had to hold back her sniggers. Oh my God, for once in his life, Red was right. She sighed, quickly watching as Freddy tried to cover his tracks with a grin on her face, seeing Billy’s smug ‘told ya so’ expression as they locked eyes. It was almost like a brief moment of ‘what are you doing here’ from both of them, with raised brows and awkward shifty eyes.
#this is what happens when im on uni brain#i hadnt updated this in about a month lmao#OC: Amber#story: emissary verse#ocappreciation#ocapp#ochub#queerocs#fyeahsuperheroocs#also tw: the word crippled is used by freddy in this story#it even got censored on the apple tv release so i missed it :')
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I admit I got curious and went to check all the hubbub with the JSE Iris project livestream. And holy moley, its bad. 20-30k people typing in commands in chat, screaming and yelling at eachother, unexpected lights flashing, a low hummingin the background. Is this the o-so-fantastic work he has done? A few snippets every 20 minutes with some footage from an interview. Zooming in and out from a camera. "Puzzles". Its like not tested or thought out at all, I actually thought it would be better..
It's actually funny how bad it is. I have yet to find a youtuber with a creative concept that thought out a strategy before design. It's how it works if you are in a creative industry and I see it with clients and other projects at work all the time too. If you do not have a strategy, your project will fail. Miserably.
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CARRIE!!!!! HELLO MY FRIEND 💜💜💜 hope you're having a lovely day (or night) haha. Can I get "dance with me?" and "i think i might love you" with Eugene Roe of course 🥺🥺🥺
MOONLIGHT SERENADE
Prompts: "dance with me? & "i think i might love you"
Summary: You and Eugene are madly in love with each other but there’s one problem; the two of you don’t even realize it. Babe and Renee step in.
Word-Count: 2.2k
Notes: KRYSTA!! I’m so sorry this is late ❣️ life has been crazy. I just got out of school and I’m bored as hell, so I’m doing some requests. I recommend listening to “Moonlight Serenade” By Frank Sinatra while reading. Hope you enjoy!
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The pretty things in life never fitted into your schedule. Growing up, you were a tomboy by heart. Your appearance and boys never phased you a bit. The older you got, the less you cared. You wore pants, were “unattractive” to most men, but it didn’t matter to you. Love was simply not for you. After all, no man would want you, and you accepted that fact, closing your heart off.
Enlisting in the war as a Radioman, there was no time for being pretty. Showers were non-existent and you would go days with blood stains on your clothes and grim under your nails. Still, you were just fine with that.
But your best (and only female) friend Renee was simply not okay with that, especially when it came hours before the military ball in Austria. The sun was setting when the two of you sat in your conjoined room. Both of you were dressed in nothing but your underwear as Renee attempted to comb through your messed hair. She was determined to make sure you were a whole new person within the next few hours.
“Ow-your pulling so hard!” You complained as Renee tightly rolled your bangs onto your forehead, securing the hair with bobby pins.
Renee patted your shoulder, “Shush, you are just fine. Look at you!” She forced you to look at the mirror with your face patted with eyeshadow and mascara and your hair in a half up half down. “You look magnifique, ma chérie!”
You cringed at the shit. Despite smelling nice, it was an alien feeling for you to feel pretty.”Yeah, I just don’t feel so magnifique let’s just say..”
Looking down at your hands, you can see the once bloodied and chipped nails now equally filed, coated with a bright red to match your lipstick and dress. Renee placed her manicured hands on your bare shoulders and gave them a tight squeeze,
“Get rid of that nonsense. You’re going to be la belle du bal!” She encouraged me, which earned a smile. Giving a freidney peck on your check, she leads you to the closest, “We haven’t even got to the best parts!”
“Parts. Two things? Renee, this is worrisome.”
Opening the closest, she revealed a beautiful ball gown. It was a bright shade of red that reached to the ground. It had short sleeves and a low breast line. Next to the dress was a small box. You didn’t even have time to question it as Renee grabbed the dress and put you in it. Eugene was right; that woman had magical hands. After putting the dress on, you tried to go to the mirror, but she stopped you.
“Renee!” You begged, “I think you’ve done enough for me.”
She laughed, “Hold on! Being around men has changed you. Let me add the finishing touches.” Grabbing you back, she clipped a necklace and earrings onto you, before letting you stand in front of the mirror. You didn’t even recognize the person in front of it. The makeup, the dress that displayed your curves, the beautiful golden earrings and necklace. The necklace had to have been the most stunning piece. It was a pearl choker with a golden pendant of Saint Maria Goretti.
“Wow…I…” You were at a total loss for words. For the first time in a year, you actually looked like a girl-or should you say a woman with your golden jewelry and red satin dress. “Renee, thank you. I…did you get these all for me?”
Renee waved her hands, moving her fingers back and forth, “See, magic hands! No, I did not. Your secret admirer did.”
You quirked an eyebrow. Who could that be. You saw the devious smirk on the Belgian nurse’s face, so you decided to interrogate her, “Who? Come on. Tell me!”
“A secret is a secret, ma chérie!” Renee nudged your shoulder. As you were about to question her more, a sudden knock at the door caused you too to spin over. The sounds of a thick Cajun and Philly accent could be heard for a mile away. You could recognize those from anywhere.
You knew Renee’s little plan. Your hearts ripped as your cheeks turned to the color of your dress, “Renee!” You gave her a slap, “You did not.”
“I did!” A spin of blue could be seen as Renee walked towards the door, forcefully dragging you so, “It’s about time for you two to make a move. Everybody has been talking about it.”
“Rumors are rumors. We both know Eugene well. He would never-”
Stepping on your foot, Renee opened the door with a wild smile and loudly. “Eugene! Babe! You’re just on time!”
Once you saw Eugene and made eye contact, you wanted to die. Not in a bad way, but with his dress blues on and sharp jaw, it would be the death of you. Eugene normally was one for not making eye contact, since he saw it was unformatting. But when he laid eyes upon, he could not look away as his pink skin grew redder by the second.
“You two look incredible! Holy moley!” Babe happily exclaimed, “We’re gonna be the luckiest guys in the whole wide world.”
Babe and Renee started up a whole conversation. Awkwardly standing there, you fidgeted with the necklace that had been given to you. It looked expensive, and it made your heart flutter. What man would give such a nice gift to you? As you thought of a list in your head, you felt a small tap on your shoulder. Looking up, it was Eugene. You flashed a smile and titled your head, “Doc. Pleasure to see you.”
Eugene observed you and nodded his head with his hands behind his back, “You as well, miss y/n.” He leaned in close to your ear, enough for you to inhale his smokey cologne, “You look absolutely stunnin’ tonight.”
“Thank you. You boys cleaned up well tonight,” You responded back as you felt your arms go numb. His cajun voice was so husky and as a whisper-good lord. “I’m gonna suppose Renee asked you to come.”
Eugene turned to see Babe and Renee smiling and laughing before turning back to see. His eyes made eye contact with the choker before he met with your eyes. “She did. I’m not complain’. I like you being’ my company.”
“Hey, lovebirds!” Babe called out. Renee looked back and gave you a quick wink as he held Babe’s arm. Eugene gave Babe a glare as he goofily smiled back, “Cmon-there servin’ beer. It’s a perk of civilization.”
“Last time you drank, it didn’t end well for you Babe. Guarno wants me to look out for you. Just to make sure you don’t end up with alcohol poisoning again,” You fired back with a little sass. Renee let out a laugh as Babe went red. Him and Renee walked forward, arm in arm. Babe looked flustered as he tried to defend himself to Renee, who simply was in a fit of giggles.
Eugene extended his arm out, nudging his head. “Shall we, miss y/n?”
You flashed a smile, melting your arm into his. One of your arms curved into his as your other rested in the center of his elbow, your fingernails gently tapping against me.
“Lead the way, Mister Roe.”
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Placing the two drinks down, Babe let out a long sigh. Renee, with her chin resting in her palm, looked just as hopeless as Babe did.
“Nothing! Nada! Zilch.” Babe cried, running a hand over his forehead, “Did you tell y/n ‘bout the necklace?”
Renee slapped his shoulder, “I said a secret admirer. I mean, I thought she would know but...both of them are so stupid with love.”
Babe looked over at y/n and Roe. The two of you sat at the same table, awkwardly conversing with each other. The both of you were too shy to advance for something. Renee and Babe we're praying to their lucky stars for a miracle to happen.
“I mean-you see the way Gene looks at her. His eyes go all soft and he gets all smiley and shit. When we were in Paris, he just went on and on about her. After every beer, it was like...word vomit. Love vomit.”
Renee rolled her eyes, “Anything but that.”
“Hey! Let me tell my story. So, I gave him some advice. He saw that necklace and the pair of earrings, and told me that it would go well with Y/n’s skin. Told him to buy it. The poor man had nothing, but he’s willing to do anything for her. He’s just scared she’s too good for him.”
“That’s exactly what she thinks.” Renee saw y/n and Eugene smile at each other. Eugene stood up and gently brushed her shoulder and whispered in your ear. As he walked again, y/n turned over to look at him with awe in her eyes. It was obvious that y/n and Eugene were in love with each other, more than anything in the world. But even they, lovesick puppies, didn’t see their affection for each other.
As Eugene returned with his drinks, the lights in the room began to dim. Paratroopers and girls with pretty dresses began to pass him, hand in hand, into the middle of the ballroom floor. You looked up and saw them move. You looked down at your lap, unconfident. All these girls had a better chance then you with their natural femininity. You just never felt like a woman ever, and no matter what you did, you never were one. A true one, atleast.
Eugene saw your sadness and knew how to fix it. He tenderly tilted your chin up, moving a stray piece of hair behind your ear. You grew soft, your attention focused on him.
“Dance with me?” He quietly asked, holding out his calloused hands.
You took his hand with your manicured one as he closed your hand, tightly squeezing it.
“I’d loved too,” You replied kindly. Eugene nodded his head and led you to the dance floor. The familiar faces of men in the company struck you, with pretty girls in their arms. Stopping in the middle with the dimmed lights, Eugene snaked a hand onto the small of your back as you wrapped your arm around him, conjoining your free hands.
I stand at your gate and the song that I sing is of moonlight. I stand and I wait for the touch of your hand in the June night. The roses are sighing a moonlight serenade.
The first minute of the dance was quiet, but tranquil. You felt calmed by Roe’s mere presence. He was naturally such a kind person, and every time you saw him, your heart would grow a million sizes. He held you with such care and treated you like you were a sweet creature. You moved closer, leaning into his chest, feeling comfortable with the energy.
“Your nails-” Eugene blurted. You looked over and saw your hands. They were smaller than his, with smooth (y/s/c) skin and long red nails, “They look nice. Your hands are pretty.”
“Thank you, Eugene. You’ve been so nice to me all night. I’m sorry...I just haven’t even been with someone who’s so kind to me.” You explained, “Now tell me, are you the so-called secret admirer that Renee was talking about?”
The stars are aglow and tonight how their light sets me dreaming. My love, do you know that your eyes are like stars brightly beaming? I bring you and sing you a moonlight serenade.
Roe looked away for a second, like he was caught in the act, Biting his lip with rosy cheeks, he slowly nodded, “I do, ma’am.”
“Now, are you the southern gentleman who gifted me this fine necklace?”
Roe smiled and nodded, “Yes ma’am,” His hand moved lower on your body, playing with the fabric on the dress, “And the dress. I saw it and I didn’t care ‘about anything-I just’ thought you’d look prettier in it, ‘cause you already very pretty miss”
You froze and brought a hand to Eugene's face. You had a feeling in your gut it was him, but hearing his kind words made you melt. “Oh Gene, you’re too kind. Thank you for making me feel so pretty.”
“Of course, ma’am. I wanna see you happy and pretty.” Eugene bowed his head, “Can I also tell you somethin else?”
“Go on,” You advanced your head into his chest.
Let us stray till break of day In love's valley of dreams. Just you and I, a summer sky, A heavenly breeze kissing the trees
Pulling you close, he moved towards your cheek and once again whispered into your ear, “I think i might love you". He planted a trail of kisses from your ear to your cheek to your chin. Once he finished, you pulled away, holding his face in your hands.
“I think I love you,” You confessed as he leaned in your hold, which made you smile, “I wanna be with you for the rest of my days.”
“I do too, miss. Come home with me.” Eugene held your hands, with a begging look on your face, like a lovesick puppy.
Unable to say no, your lips curved into a faint smile.
“Of course, Eugene. Our home.”
So don't let me wait, come to me tenderly in the June night. I stand at your gate and I sing you a song in the moonlight, A love song, my darling, a moonlight serenade.
#band of brothers#band of brothers x reader#band of brothers imagine#eugene roe x reader#eugene roe imagine#eugene roe#carrie writes
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@bionicparrot
“Ahhhhh, you smell that? Seaspray is so nice.”
“One, ah’ can’t smell a thing. Somewhat stunted in the olfactory department, ‘member? Two, SOMEONE didn’t get the memo that hanging out somewhere with salt everywhere is bad fer’ you. We rust, y’know.”
Celerity, if she heard Diggy, took to her very tried and true approach of royally ignoring her linemate and stretching out her arm, taking in the smell of the sea and listening to the sound of the waves, optics blissfully closed. It wasn’t like Diggy didn’t like the prospect of a walk on the beach, but the little robot grumbled easily. The speedbot’ had learned not to take too much offense to it. And besides, if Diggy really had been upset about the trip with her linemate, she wouldn’t have been drawing a line in the sand as she plodded behind her with a piece of sun-bleached wood she’d found.
“Oh, don’t be dramatic. Just a little bit of sand and salt water won’t hurt us. And besides-” Celerity opened her optics back up, having had her fill of the little sensations that came with walking on a deserted beach, and gestured around herself with wide open arms. “Isn’t that a nice view?”
Her diminutive linemate seemed to soak in her surroundings with an arched eyelid : the winding coastline, the blue skies and the sound of waves, plus the relatively clean environnment... not to mention, the lack of people. Finally, with a bit of a roll of her optics and a light huff, Diggy caved, waving the bleached stick about. “A’ight. Ah’ guess it is a nice beach ya’ found there.” She admitted, with a bit of a relaxed smile. Celerity grinned broadly, the duo continuing their peaceful march forward as she leaned down.
“See, told you it’d be fun.” Diggy groaned audibly, using her newly acquired stick to keep her sibling’s face at a respectable distance by way of a light prod to her cheek. “Y’don’t have ta’ - Holy moley what is THAT?!”
Celerity’s head snapped in the direction Diggy was pointing towards where stood beached... what looked like a large, mauve beanbag covered with pink warts, with what looked like orange antennae sticking out of it at various intervals. The two robots shuffled closer, one decidedly more careful than the other, and the two leaned over the mass. There was a brief silence as the two looked at the item, unsure of what to say... until Diggy watched in horror as Celerity leaned forward, pressing a gloved finger into the mystery mass.
“EW! WHY’D YOU TOUCH THAT?!” Diggy squawked, watching in horror as her sibling rubbed her fingers together, blinking innocently. “Huh. Humid, but not slimy. Kind of rubbery, actually.”
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There is nothing on this website (or anywhere for that matter) about Scooter so please may I have some headcanons for my favourite space cowboy? 🥺
You most certainly can. Scooter is an funny case as he's a fan favorite, yet there's so little content for him. Which, I'm here to do something about it.
Random and domestic headcanons for Scooter.
-Scooter as most will depict him is larger than life person.
-He will do everything with 110% motivation and effort. This usually leads him getting into some trouble but that won't dim his motivation. (Or brighten his sense of danger.)
-He has no idea when's appropriate to say something and when isn't. This often leads to some embarrassing situations.
"Holy, moley you're hot. Hot like skag turd under the sun."
"Thanks? I'm not sure, how to take that."
-It's not rare to hear an explosion going off in Scooter's garage as he's almost always trying to make the engines more kick-ass.
-When he's not tinkering with cars and engines it's save to assume he's at Moxxi's eating.
-He loves the food his mama makes for him. He will eat like a horse. It's still shocking to many how much he can eat.
-Brick once decided to challenge Scooter to an eating competition. Scooter won unsurprisingly. Mordecai and Lilith had to drag him to Zed's place to get him something to ease the pain.
-Scooter may seem like blabber mouth, but surprisingly he can keep an secret. If, others have told him something confidential, they can trust for Scooter to not say anything.
-Despite him being usually dirty, he enjoys a good shower. It's a nice feeling for him to rub off the grease from his hands.
-The cap he wears was an birthday gift from Moxxi,. It was their first year away from the Nomads, as well. He has had Ellie fix it many times for him, so he's gotten extremely attached to it.
-When Ellie moved away Scooter felt bad about it. He didn't mean, it that way. If, she had just said something about it, he would've kept respectful boundaries.
-Scooter isn't as good as a driver as he's a mechanic. He can drive the vehicle, yes but that one time he attended an race, he lost. And the Outrunner got completely wrecked.
-This is the main reason he's searching for an driver to compete in the races. As it would bring more publicity to Catch-a-ride and his creations would get to be used to their fullest potential.
-Scooter's handwriting is bad. Like, the doctor kind bad. Everyone is surprised that he can actually read it. Or that he's coming up with it on the spot.
-Scooter had some trouble when starting off Catch-a-ride. Not, only Pandora isn't the easiest place to start an company but psychos stopped him from setting up the first Catch-a-ride station. But, once he got things rolling it became easier and easier to make new stations.
-Scooter isn't as busy as you'd expect him to be. Despite, him being owner of Catch-a-ride he barely does any of the paperwork. He hired an assistant early on to do them for him. Moxxi will also occasionally help him with them, when she's not too busy with her own business.
-Scooter is protective of his friend and family. He will always make sure they're safe and try to help them. But, with his significant other there are times when he's bit overprotective.
-If, you're going out to raid some outpost this discussion will most likely break out.
"Babe, I'll be borrowing your Outrunner."
"Nonono. You won't."
"And why is that?"
"I just... I just got it cleaned up. That's why you can't go out."
"Scooter, I'll be okay." You kiss him on the cheek. "It's nice for you to think of my safety but trust me. I'll be fine."
-He will usually give in. Unless, it's about Hyperion. Those are the times, he won't let you go.
-Scooter has no idea when to stop working. So, it's not rare to see him falling asleep while working on a engine.
-Which, means his significant other will either bring an blanket for him or carry him to the couch.
-If, the later one happens Scooter will pull you with him down to the couch and won't let go.
-You just admit defeat and cuddle with the greased up man and sleep with him. On the morning, you'll be woken up by Scooter bringing breakfast to you.
-He's thoughtful like that. Except, he can't cook meaning your breakfast is burned eggs and bacon. Which, you believe is bacon. It could be coal for all you know.
-A lot of dates, will be spend in the garage working on cars or watching movies/shows. He really likes animal documentaries. It's outside of his usual interests and he gets something else to think.
-He at one point wanted an cat as an pet. But, he soon realized that his garage wouldn't be the best place for it, so he gave up on that thought.
-He would've called the cat Scooter Junior.
-He has a tendency to name his cars, so when you're asking about spefic car it'll go pretty much like this.
"Wow, that's amazing looking car."
"Oh, that's Jillian. She's a beauty ain't she? Fastest Outrunner I've done so far."
"You've, named it?"
"Hell yeah, I've named all of these ladies. That one over is Bethany and next to her is Kitty."
-He even does custom license plates for them. Or for anyone, if they ask for them.
-He will have an secret handshake he wants to teach you. After a while it's your normal way of greeting each other.
-Scooter as his name suggests actually owned an scooter once in his life. He used to drive with it everywhere but once he got taste of Outrunner's speed he didn't look back.
-He does still have it in his garage. Waiting for the day to be used again.
-Scooter always wanted to see the world beyond Pandora but his dreams were shot down by his noble sacrifice. He at least died while riding the stars.
Soo, yeah. Some random headcanons I have about Scooter and some domestic ones as well. Thanks for ask.
#borderlands#borderlands 2#tales from the borderlands#borderlands headcanons#borderlands scooter#borderlands scooter headcanons#Random headcanons.#Domestic headcanons.#Catch-a-ride#borderlands 3
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[ID: Excerpt from Zdarsky’s Daredevil run. Jack Murdock is boxing with late teens/young adult-ish Mike Murdock in a boxing ring in an empty gym. Both are wearing boxing gloves and drab, baggy clothing. Jack punches Mike in the side.]
Jack: “Elbows in! This is your life, Mike! How’s it feel?! Lesson two is tomorrow. Now go hit the showers! You stink of booze and sweat and you know Matt--”
[ID: Mike punches Jack in the head, then walks away while un-velcroing his own boxing gloves with his teeth.]
Mike: “I’m not Matt! I never was! But at least I don’t take punches and falls for a living!”
Jack: “That’s not--”
[ID: Mike pokes Jack in the chest with his finger.]
Mike: “No more lies, Dad! You take falls for mobsters! You rough people up for them too! And you lied to Matt and me about our mom!”
Jack: “Son, I--”
Mike: “I may not be my law school brother-- but I sure as #$@% ain’t you! I’m not Matt, I’m not Battlin’ Jack, I’m just--”
Daredevil vol. 6 Annual #1 by Chip Zdarsky, Chris Mooneyham, Rachelle Rosenberg, et al.
I’m not even sure where to begin analyzing this issue, because there’s so much going on and so much to pick apart, but this seems like as good a place as any because this scene wrecked me (in a good way).
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, and I think it’s extra important to say it now, given everything that’s happened: my fascination with Mike comes from a fascination with Matt. It was true when Matt was play-acting as his fake twin brother, and it’s still true now that Mike is real and has begun separating himself out from Matt and asserting his own personhood; that overlap, the way in which Mike reflects and comments on Matt’s life and experiences, is key to his character. In this issue, via Mike’s memories, we are given a brand-new perspective on Matt’s childhood. We don’t get that very often, and it’s part of what makes this issue, and the concept of Real Boy Mike himself, so compelling.
One of the recurring concepts in this issue is the idea of Mike as an outside observer-- someone who sees what Matt does not (I mean... well, you know what I mean). Mike lives Matt’s childhood alongside him, but his experience of it is very different, and is largely characterized by losses of innocence. Mike beats up the kids who make fun of Matt, even after he’s been told not to. Mike loves his father, but does not idolize him to the degree that Matt does, which leads him to recognize Jack’s human flaws. Mike secretly observes Maggie visiting Matt in the hospital, thus discovering that their mother is alive years before Matt does (I’m going to write a separate post about that, because holy moley.) Mike provides us with a new experience of familiar events and characters. We see Matt as he sees him: the smart goody-two-shoes to whom Mike, with all his cynicism and rascally-ness, cannot measure up. And we see a Jack who is suddenly confronted about things that Matt never discussed with him, embroiled in a new relationship dynamic with a troubled, angry son who did not exist before. In this issue, Zdarsky has chosen to lean into the concept of Mike invading a pre-existing space and bringing with him a new perspective on it and on the characters who already inhabit that space, and I love that.
What makes this even more fun is thinking about what Mike doesn’t know. Yes, Mike notices important things that his brother misses, but at the end of the day, we as Daredevil fans know what “good-two-shoes” Matt Murdock is actually up to throughout all of this, and for all of Mike’s awareness of the world around him, these flashbacks suggest that he has no idea how much stuff his twin is hiding. (Whether this is actually the case is a tantalizing question that could potentially be explored later...). We’re accustomed to being in Matt’s head, and so it’s fun to watch his childhood from someone else’s point-of-view; to see his secret-keeping in full operation, from the perspective of someone who seemingly doesn’t have a clue. It’s not something that’s directly pointed out in the narrative (it’s actually easy to not think about Matt at all in this issue), but it’s a fun aspect of the story, and there are a few little details stuck in to remind us that this is still Matt’s superhero origin. One is how freaking buff Matt is compared to Mike in the later flashbacks (more on that in a future post), and another is Jack’s great comment in this scene about how Matt won’t like that Mike smells bad. This ties into another of my favorite pet DD ideas: that people who spend a lot of time with Matt know about his powers, even if they don’t actually know about them. We see this a bit with Foggy: in the years before he learned about Matt’s double life, he would sometimes comment on weird things Matt would do, but without actually thinking about them too hard because he was so used to it. And it would make sense for the same to be true of Jack and, now, Mike. Obviously, “Matt is sensitive to smells” isn’t a direct awareness that Matt has superpowers, but it provides us a glimpse of the ways Matt’s powers manifest in his daily life in spite of his secret-keeping.
And finally...
[ID: The same panel from above, showing Mike angrily undoing his boxing glove with his teeth.]
Mike: “I’m not Matt! I never was!”
It’s a small, silly thing, and it’s something that Mike would logically say in this scene, etc. but I love it. It’s thematic. It’s satisfying. It’s basically the tagline for the "Real Boy” Mike story arc, and it’s fun to have him say it-- not only the “I’m not Matt”, but the “I never was” which is really what this issue is all about. It drives home the wild, mindblowing thing has been done here: Mike, who was Matt, is now really, truly his own person-- and not only that, but he has made it so that maybe (again-- we’re still waiting on confirmation) he has always been his own person. He is not Matt, he is not his father, he is himself. And he has found the power (literally) to claim that autonomy for himself.
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I don’t understand
I don’t understand how one day we could be staying up talking to not talking for weeks. I don’t understand why we shifted so drastically. I don’t understand how you used to be so friendly and flirty and that wasn’t in my head . Im not crazy. We were so in sync. I don’t understand how I barely know you anymore. I don’t understand how you could say nothing was there. My own therapist even saw there was something. I understand you don’t want me like that now, but what the fuck was that back then? Is it because i was too much? I had way too many problems to deal with? Did it ever occur to you that i never expected you to fix them but that i told you about them all because I trusted you that much? And i kept asking if this relationship was one sided because I felt like id talk too much about everything and I feel like I never could hear from you, and you said no. Maybe i was a bad friend because I didn’t give you the advice or sympathy/ empathy you wanted/ needed when you were going through things. And maybe that’s why you didn’t talk. I dont know what broke this. My feelings? Fuck that. Fuck these feelings bro. I just want you here in my life. I am sorry for everything. I don’t know whether I should be angry, sad or apologizing to you. I dont know what to do but watch you slowly drift from my life. And that fucking kills me because you are the reason why I’m here. Why I’m strong enough to make it on my own. You met me at a fucked up time in my life and now, more than ever, I live in a better state. I am so grateful for you and you’ll never understand that. No matter what happens, I’ll always feel that way about you. It makes me so sad that I’ll always care more about you than you would ever care about me. But at least i know my truths. I know that’s for certain and I dont think that’ll ever change. Yes, i love you. I just hope she makes you happy because I’m sure I could never fulfill your desires. You deserve your ultimate happiness and i hope you always have that. No matter how much I wished that was with me. And maybe she’s it. I dont know. But I hope you find yourself in a constant happiness for the rest of your existence. I wish you leaving me didn’t hurt as much as it does, but holy moley. Holy cow. Jeeze. I wish I never fell in love with you. It hurts too much. Thank you for being a part of my life. I’ll always love and and cherish every moment we shared, Dabes. Wanna know something funny? When we first started talking, I changed your name to Ice Age Baby so then down the line it would just shorten to Baby and that would just be normal lol. Another funny/sad thing is that I used to call you Dabes the Babes in my head and I planned to call you that if we were to ever end up together but I see that’s not the case. Oh well 🤷🏻♀️. I think I’ve just about had enough of these emotions. Time for bed now.
#word vomit#rant over#love#i love you#life#heartache#heartbreak#heart break#i love you so much#i still think about you#i’m so confused#im lost#im tired#im sorry#i love you best friend#broken by your love
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