#john shim

[embryoed]

John Shim is such a loser like imagine being so obsessed with this one dude that you create all these psychological/philosophical scenarios just for him, hype up the idea of him joining your organization so much like you’re literally calling him the hero of your escape room death warehouse and giving him special treatment and irl plot armor, and offer him everything he could ever dream of only for him to say no and decide he’d rather die than keep living after everything you did to him like that’s so funny

[pockspocket]

Guys don't drink late at night with your therapist... you just might fall in love with him...

@jaythenugget 's mk oc, Shim, is on the left!

[badmovieihave]

Bad movie I have Plane 2023

[shimkongz04]

John Legend - All of me

Ricky & Taerae

[libraryofloveletters]

Sing It With Me

John Stones x Fem!Reader

Warnings: alcohol and the consumption of, the boys are so unhinged - especially john and kyle, ruben's in his vlogging era, sash are sooo over them, broken tables, terrible singing, jack and erling are attached at the hip per usual, reader is ready to go to bed and not deal with them, a few minor injuries.

Word Count: 834

Author's Note: I feel like this perfectly captures what the man city christmas parties would look like lmao

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John’s Christmas parties were famous for being crazy and unhinged, much like their host himself; because who else would end up drunk on a table, singing Christmas carols? 

John's Christmas party was famous amongst the Manchester City players; a night of fun, antics and plenty of booze.

Coincidently, your husband's ideal idea of a perfect night.

It was a week before Christmas and it's nearing 4am. "Are you sure you don't want to wait for him? You'll be alright to get home alone?" You asked Sasha, walking with her to the front door.

The woman nods, "he's not gonna leave anytime soon, I'd be shocked if he was home when I woke up."

Both you and Sasha knew how Jack was, his tendency to party outweighing his logical decisions.

You laughed, giving her a hug. "I'll keep an eye on him, keep him out of trouble. Let me know when you get home, yeah?"

"Of course," she smiles and you watch her walk to her car and get in before you shut the door and rejoin the group in the living room.

The boys who were left; Ruben, Jack, Erling and Kyle, were all drunk and giggling about who knows what. Your husband was pouring another round of shots when you dropped yourself on the couch next to Ruben.

"Tired?" He asks, his fingers tapping along his thigh to the beat of Last Christmas by WHAM that was playing quietly.

"Exhausted."

John comes in, tray in hand as he passes the shots around to the boys. He sits on the arm rest of the couch, his own arm around you. "Cheers! Happy Christmas!"

The seven of you messily attempt to tap your glasses together and down the shots.

At that very moment, it seemed as if the music had bitten your husband. He began singing terribly off key. You groan, slouching back into the couch. "Johnny, please.. don't start."

"Last Christmas I gave you my heart but the very next day you gave it away," he gets up, pointing to you as he sings.

Kyle jumps up from his spot, getting onto the coffee table. "This year, to save me from tears, I'll give it to someone special!" He shimmed along to the music and you can't help but laugh.

John joins his friend on the coffee table, the two of them dancing and singing along; it sounded more like screeching rather than singing. You assume it's the thought that counts.

Before you know it, Jack's up on the couch and singing too.

"Once bitten and twice shy. I keep my distance, but you still catch my eye." He does his little dance, hips popping from side to side.

It seems to have become the Manchester City musical in here because Erling gets up, tv remote in hand as a microphone when he too starts to sing. "Tell me baby, do you recognize me? Well, it's been a year, it doesn't surprise me!"

You roll your eyes, "oh my god."

"Y/n! Y/n! What do you think?" Ruben shouts from behind his phone, the flash on as he points to you - he decided to make a video of their lovely performance.

"It's fantastic, 10/10 truly."

Erling grabs John's arm, leaving Jack to bounce on the couch alone.

"It's not gonna hold, you guys. The table isn't meant for that many-" And before you could finish your sentence, and just as Ruben pans to them, there's a crack and the table collapses in on itself.

"Are you guys okay?" You're out of your seat as fast as they fall on each other.

"Erling!" Jack gets off the couch and helps his friend up.

Ruben is still standing there, phone in hand as he recorded all the chaos. You, on the other hand, help Kyle up and then pull John up off the floor.

It takes you a second to check all of them, making sure the broken glass and wood hasn't nicked them anywhere. Kyle slouched on the couch, Ruben was 'interviewing' him, asking him about his performance and what he thought of it.

Erling was sitting on the floor, his head on Jack's knee while Jack was trying to take a selfie of them.

John was lying on the floor still, next to the broken coffee table.

"I told you the table couldn't hold all of you." You tell them, coming back to put a bandaid on John's wrist. "It was fun though," John mumbles, his arm pulling you down onto his chest.

Kyle gives Ruben a shove, the Portuguese take that as a sign to stop recording. "I'll buy you a new table." Kyle mumbles, taking a sip of his beer that he had left next to the couch.

Technically, it was Erling who broke it, so..." You trailed off, looking at the man who was half asleep.

Erling gives you a thumbs up, "send me the link, I'll buy it."

You can't help but smile as you look around the living room; all you husband's teammates and closest friends were here, all drunk and sprawled out, chaotic as ever.

It's not the holidays without the chaos, is it?

[vivianbernadetteaurora]

Eminem, every millennial favourite rapper 

Eminem got a lot of slack in his early days and was responsible. They believe the higher people as in. They believe that Eminem was responsible for drug use. Homosexuality hate, even though he performed with Elton John he was his best PR , if you want to come for Eminem like Machine Gun Kelly, you ain’t gonna win boy you’re always be a Stan.

Eminem was so influential to ask Millennials. We were raised on him, so many young lads bleached their hair because of Eminem. This is the thing with music, whatever genre you support or whatever it’s any type of different genres you’re gonna wear the attire of that genre because that is what you were support, and it’s also also built into you that that is who you are as a person that is your morals, that who who you are and shim, slim shady, I’m gonna post pictures of all the people he has come for in this songs, mainly his ex-wife His mother, Debbie, Paris Hilton, Britney Spears, Christina Aguilera, Marilyn Manson, Machine Gun Kelly, Will Smith, Chris Hatrick, Fred Durst Carson Daly. He is just a libra to another extreme. He’s a Sagittarius rising with an Aquarius moon and a libra, son Mars in libra , and a Venus in Virgo .

[journullism]

Update: John Shin can go suck it. I hate that motherfucker

KISS MEEEEE

KISS ME WITH YOUR EYES CLOOISEDDD

im in love. i adore tgis comic but. omg. doctor shim and gamer (ex-)dad 😍😍😍😍

i would say 'let me have your kids' but considering what happened with game addict guy. that wouldnt work

[year2000electronics]

Ok so what’s shimmer relationship like with the main cast like in the brotherhood au?

RUBS HANDS TOGETHER EVILLY. I ACTUALLY HAVE SOMETHING I WROTE A WHILE BACK ABT SHIM AND THE BROTHERS. HEHEHEHEHEEEE

i havent gotten to the outcasts Yet but. one day. i'll put it below the cut!!

“You probably don’t remember me, but-”

That was the first thing Shimmer had decided to say to baby Branch- no, it was just Branch now, wasn’t it? No matter how hard she looked at him, she could still only see the hopeful, gleaming eyes and the sweet smile as that kid she had come to briefly know so many years ago. It was a tough habit to kick- and the other members of the village clearly had a leg up on her with that.

“No, I remember you!” He replied, swinging his hands back and forth as the two of them walked through the village together. “Johnny doesn’t talk about you anymore, not really, but I remember going over to your pod!”

Shimmer tried her best not to seem too desperate for knowledge. Johnny? Her Johnny? Well- formerly hers. Not anymore? She knew it, he hated her, dammit, why did she come here-

“Oh, yeah? That so?” She laughed quietly. “Gosh, you’d make a mess of the place… you were so cute.”

“Yeah…” Branch said, looking off to the side. He was clearly quite a bit surprised, hearing someone talk about him through their sole memories of him being a baby. “It’s… been a long time since then, though.”

“I know, I know,” Shimmer assured quickly. “You’re all grown up now. And it makes me feel… very old.” She gave a laugh to shrug it off, but… it was true. Staring her in the face was the very sobering realization that it had been nearly two decades… Two decades since she had seen any of these people. And yet, somehow, despite Branch going from a baby to an adult…

…It felt like he had changed the least.

“Well- you don’t look very old,” Branch chirped. “Not to me.”

Shimmer looked back at him with a sort of sad smile, combing her hair out of her face.

“...You’re sweet, kid,” She mumbled. 

“No, really! You look Johnny’s age, and he’s not old, so… you’re not old either, right?” Branch grinned. He thought his logic was flawless, clearly. 

Shimmer snorted. “Is that how you see it?”

“Yup.”

Shimmer laughed, and decided to leave it at that. Branch’s peculiar little sense of humor did amuse her, to be sure. 

“So-” Shimmer asks after a bit of silence. “Do you mind if I ask you something, ah… a bit personal, kid?”

“Depends,” Branch said with a shrug. “What is it?”

“What was it like? Growing up here, I mean,” Shimmer asked.

Branch paused for a moment, to think about it. He looked up at the sky, down at the ground, every which way, except at her.

“Normal, I guess?” He shrugged. “We’re safe here, and I had my brothers. I don’t know what else a guy could want.”

Shimmer supposed she should have expected an answer like that. Of course Branch would see everything as deceptively normal. From the time she spent at the village, she didn’t exactly discover any blood sacrifices or chaos magic rituals happening behind closed doors or anything, and even though John and his brothers had morphed into slightly mythic figures, they weren’t referred to as His Holiness or anything. 

“Guess so,” Shimmer replied. “I was just… gone for so long, I’ve been curious, I suppose. About all the changes.”

“There aren’t that many,” Branch mumbled.

“No?”

“No.”

That’s what Branch’s mouth said. But his eyes told a different story. 

—---------------------- 

Shimmer sat down in Bruce’s pod, staring him down. 

His hand automatically moved to grab some matchmaker’s tarot cards when Shimmer lowered it before he could.

He glanced up at her, confused.

“Don’t,” She grunted. “I’m not here for that. I don’t even want to know.”  The sooner she could stop Bruce from doing the matchmaking thing, the better. There was a whole nest of hornets there- and whatever he said about her “potential prospects” would just remind her that a part of her never moved on from John Dory. 

“Then-” Bruce furrowed his brow, leaning back. “What are you here for?”

Shimmer gave him a surprised glance. “For you. Is that so hard to believe?”  

Bruce scoffed, leaning on one of his hands as he pressed his elbow onto the table. “Usually people come to the matchmaker’s pod because they want their match made, miss Shimmer. And yet, here you are, asking for me and not even wanting a match while you’re here! I think that makes you the strange one.”

Shimmer groaned. “Neither of us are strange, Bruce, don’t play this game with me-” 

Bruce laughed. “Oh, man- I did miss this. How is it that I’m always able to get under your skin?”

“I don’t know, you little devil-” Shimmer snorted. She cleared her throat, combing some hair out of her face. “But- that’s the only part that feels like it hasn’t changed, after all this time. What’s someone like you doing with a job like… this?”

Bruce frowned. “Are you trying to imply this isn’t a real job? The village won’t like that.”

Shimmer furrowed her brow, putting a hand up. “That’s not what I said. I mean- this job feels so prestigious. And everyone I asked about you immediately followed ‘Bruce’ up with ‘The matchmaker’. Doesn’t that… bother you at all?”

“Would it really matter if it did?” Bruce said with a shrug. 

“I mean-!” Shimmer gave an exasperated sigh. “I… I just want to understand. Everyone here is used to this, used to you all being leaders, I was just…” She shrugged. “I guess I was just hoping an old friend might be able to help me stop sticking out like a sore thumb.”

Bruce frowned, studying Shimmer’s face and body language. She seemed to be sincere, though her pride clearly held her back from just straight-up begging. And he did feel quite a bit bad for her… it was true that Bruce and Shimmer had been pretty close back when he was Spruce, and back when Shimmer was “JD’s girl”. They got on each others’ nerves endlessly, but that was almost part of the charm.

…He could use something like that again, perhaps. Nowadays, the only teasing he could get away with was either to Baby Branch or doing something so subtle to JD and Floyd that most other people shouldn’t be able to notice. 

“...Being a matchmaker is fine,” Bruce began to speak. “I’m rarely ever wrong, I’ll have you know. People trust me, and I like that. It feels… good to be trusted, I guess.”

He took out a tarot card from his deck, studying it. “I mean- I’m trusted for manners of romance, friendship, intimacy… But nobody is puttin’ pressure onto me to be a leader. In a way, I guess… I’ve got the best job in town.” 

“Still,” Shimmer said quietly. “I wouldn’t mind hanging out with Bruce-the-man instead of Bruce-the-matchmaker. If you can bear taking some time off your busy schedule.”

Bruce tilted his head noncommittally. “I’ll think about it. Gotta keep up appearances, y’know. That’s a big part of everything.” 

“I guess,” Shimmer half heartedly agreed. “Not that I’d know.”

“It’s good that you don’t,” Bruce replied, an oddly soft tone in his voice. So soft that Shimmer dare not toe the line and ask him to elaborate on that. Her absence of a question, though, left the two of them sitting in the candlelit room in silence.

“...So what’s the story behind the new name?” Shimmer asked to break it.

“Eh,” Bruce waved a hand casually. “I wanted a reinvention.”

Shimmer paused, mulling that over. “It suits you,” She said, finally. 

“Thanks,” Bruce smirked. He held up a hand, tilting it towards her. Between his fingers was a tarot card.

“Hey! I thought I told you not to do the matchmaking thing!” Shimmer protested with a frown.

“Relax, miss Shimmer,” Bruce replied coyly. “This one’s just about your social standing.” 

She took the card from him, studying it- oh. It was The Star.

“It means renewal,” Bruce said simply.

—--------------------------

“Morning, Floyd. I’d apologize for interrupting but I feel like that ship’s sailed already,” Shimmer grunted, going to sit on a mat near where Floyd was meditating.

He cracked an eye open, glancing over at her. “...Shimmer,” He said with a simple nod.  

She began stretching her legs, grunting every so often- this type of stuff didn’t come as easy to her as she wanted it to. 

“...Why did you come back?” Floyd asked bluntly. That made Shimmer stop in her tracks, glancing over at the younger troll with a befuddled look on her face.

Floyd put his hands up in a gesture of false surrender. “I don’t mean it like that! Don’t misunderstand! It’s just… one doesn’t just wander back into a place like this without reason.”

“Well- it’s home,” Shimmer admitted, bending down to touch her toes. “I was feeling… disoriented. Like I had lost myself. I didn’t know where else to go, so… I came back home.”

“Yeah, sure, but… you said it yourself. This place has changed. So, I guess, a better question would be… what made you stay?” Floyd asked as he bent himself into a different position. His tone was casual and calm, but there was a certain hunger in his eyes that let Shimmer know that he was very invested in this line of conversation. 

Shimmer’s mouth went dry. That… that was a good question. Especially since Floyd was playing a bit of a dangerous game, where she would make a major social faux pas if she wasn’t careful- Floyd was implying that someone coming to the village and staying there was strange. Of course, it was a perfectly safe place, but Shimmer knew she and Floyd both could feel the gated-community vibe of the village where nobody ever comes in and nobody ever comes out. She counted herself damn lucky that they even let her in at all. 

“...I suppose I’d say- it’s because some part of this place didn’t change,” Shimmer mumbled. 

“Really?” Floyd asked, stretching one of his legs to the sky.

“Really. That’s what keeps me here… I think. It’s all very confusing, this new village stuff, but when I look at all my old friends here… I guess I can’t help but see the boys I used to know,” Shimmer bashfully said as if she was admitting a crime. 

“So you really believe that…” Floyd said quietly. “And- is it the same with me?”

“Sure it is,” Shimmer said, rolling over to be on her stomach as she grabbed one of her legs. “You were always the one who sat in the back, weren’t you? Just… watching. Soaking it all in. I still see a lot of that in you today. With Branch and Bruce, too, the more I talk to them, the more I realize there’s still parts of you I’ve met before.”

She sighed. “Stupid, I know.” 

“No, I don’t think it’s stupid at all…” Floyd replied. “I… I think it’s kinda nice, actually.” 

He smiled, looking up at the roof of the large cave they called home. He let the moment sit for a bit.

“Sometimes… I don’t really feel like that boy anymore. I don’t feel like I was ever him at all. It’s… confusing, I guess,” Floyd said at last.

“Ugh, tell me about it-” Shimmer grunted, stretching out another one of her joints. “I was looking at an old poster of myself yesterday, and it was like- who WAS she?” 

Floyd gave a gentle little laugh. “I guess we’re more alike than we thought, then. It’s… nice.”

“I don’t get to talk to people much about this stuff,” Floyd continued. “Me, Johnny and the others try to be strong… for the village. So- it just… doesn’t come up.”

Shimmer gave him a nervous glance. “I’m not stepping over a line, am I? You’d tell me if I broke some sort of village rule. You would. Right?”

“Calm down,” Floyd squeaked desperately. “You’re fine.” 

Shimmer sighed. “Sorry… sorry. It’s just-”

“A lot, yeah,” Floyd finished. “That’s the village for you.”

—-------------------------

Shimmer was never sure if it was her place to mourn Clay or not. She had known him once, but at the same time, that was a long time ago. Was it illogical that she felt like she didn’t deserve to mourn him like his brothers did? Maybe. But she couldn’t change how she felt.

Still, that wouldn’t stop her from leaving some lily-of-the-valleys near his memorial spot every now and again. 

“Sorry I missed you, Clay,” She murmured. “I would have liked to have gotten to know who you grew into.”

—---------------

Shimmer wasn’t looking forward to this. She wasn’t looking forward to any of this. In fact, she had taken extreme, deliberate steps to avoid this from happening.

But what she hadn’t accounted for was bumping into John Dory on his stupid shitty morning walk, DAMMIT- 

He dusted himself off, clearly taking on a facial expression that was preparing for an apology, only for him to realize exactly who it was he had bumped into. Right- the troll he hadn’t talked to since he initially told the village to let her in.

Oh, yeah.

Also, his ex. 

“...Shimmer,” He was the first one to cut through the silence as he looked up at her, adjusting his scarf. “You look… well.”

Shimmer scoffed, looking away. “You and I both know that’s a gross exaggeration.”

John frowned as she looked away. That caught her eye. She coughed, immediately trying to steer the ship of a conversation back on topic. Much as this was her old flame… this guy was also someone she clearly didn’t want to get on the bad side of. Best not to get… too testy.

“But- other than looking like I rolled out of bed basically every day, I’ve been-” She sighed. “Fine. How about… you? How- uh- how have you been?” 

John Dory blinked once or twice, not expecting her to turn the question back on him. “Me? Oh, yes, I’ve been great, as usual. Never a bad day here in the village. Heh. You haven’t… been having any trouble, have you? I know the villagers can get a bit testy with… ‘new’ people.”

Shimmer shook her head no, folding her arms. “No, it’s been fine. Just… just fine.”

“Good… and you’ve been behaving too… right?” He said- although his tone was light as a feather, he knew the underlying meaning in what he said- here was a girl he had been close with before she disappeared- She could drag him back down to feeling mortality, be so casual with him in a way he hadn’t felt from anyone besides his brothers in years- and if she wanted to disprove his lie, he’d have to put whatever feelings he still had for her aside. For the sake of the village.

“You think so low of me, John,” Shimmer scoffed, rolling her eyes. “Yes, I’ve been behaving. I’m a guest here- guests follow the host’s policies, and they’re thankful. That’s how I was raised.”

“Good!” JD chirped. “I wasn’t too worried about that,” He lied. It slipped naturally off his tongue as smooth as butter. 

Shimmer paused, looking him up and down some more. He looked at her looking at him, waiting to see her reaction and cautiously preparing for it.

“...It’s a bit of a different look for you, I’ll admit, but… I don’t hate it,” Shimmer spoke with a shrug. “The red looks nice.”

John laughed, flicking an earring. “Ahhh- thank you. It does, doesn’t it? I’ll admit, your look was a bit surprising, too. You’ve really changed, I almost didn’t-”

He paused, not wanting to finish the sentence… but Shimmer knew what he was going to say.

I almost didn’t recognize you. 

She knew that’s what he wanted to say, because she thought it when she first saw him.

Jeez, what were they? They used to be a teen hot couple, the poster boy and poster girl for puppy-love… But here she was, a disgraced pop troll who couldn’t sing… and there he was. The hero and saviour of an entire village. 

It was more obvious to her now than it was to her than that him even noticing her at all was… nothing but a stroke of luck. A fluke. There he was, brilliant, important, in control… And then there was her. A total mess. A flop. She felt like an intruder in the village, and now, being face-to-face with JD only made things worse. In every other brother, she saw that past part of them she once knew, but with John, she felt like she was only reminded of her own insecurities, her own failings. 

She swerved past him, eyes firmly trained onto the ground.

“I’ll get out of your way, John,” She mumbled half-heartedly, trying to just put a miserable end to the conversation and stop her mind from attacking herself so loudly. But as soon as she started walking, she found herself unable to keep going. Locked around her arm was none other than JD’s hand. She glanced back, looking at him in confusion.

“Wait,” He started. “...Come over to my pod sometime. You, ah, need to update me more on how you’re settling in. Yes. As the village leader… it’s part of my responsibilities, y’know? So- don’t leave me hanging.”

Shimmer’s breath caught in her throat. She hated the idea of seeing him more, and yet, the fact that he had requested her presence specifically… It made her heart skip a beat. 

“...Sure, yes,” She replied quietly.

She expected John to let her go at this point, but he kinda just kept staring at her in silence for a while. Somehow, she found herself staring back.

“...I’ve missed you,” He confessed with a breathy whisper. 

Shimmer tried to muster back a reply, but words failed her. She tried again, and again-

“I didn’t even think that was possible,” She finally said back. 

[vahsaw]

I updated my list of movies I watched and loved in alphabetical order:

12 Years a Slave (2012) DIR. STEVE MCQUEEN

45 Years (2015) DIR. ANDREW HAIGH

About Dry Grasses (2024) DIR. NURI BILGE CEYLAN

Aftersun (2022) DIR. CHARLOTTE WELLS

Alcarras (2023) DIR. CARLA SIMON

Annihilation (2018) DIR. ALEX GARLAND

Anatomy of a Fall (2023) DIR. JUSTINE TRIET

Arrival (2016) DIR. DENIS VILLENEUVE

A Quiet Place (2018) DIR. JOHN KRASINKI

Black Swan (2010) DIR. DARREN ARONOFSKY

Blue is the warmest color (2013) DIR. ABDELLATIF KECHICHE

Blue Valentine (2010) DIR. DEREK CIANFRANCE

Brokeback Mountain (2005) DIR. ANG LEE

Burning (2018) DIR. LEE CHANG-DONG

Carol (2015) DIR. TODD HAYNES

Close (2023) DIR. LUKAS DHONT

Dallas Buyers Club (2013) DIR. JEAN-MARC VALLÉE

De Rouille et d’os (2012) DIR. JACQUES AUDIARD

Drive (2011) DIR. NICOLAS WINDING REFN

Fire of Love (2022) DIR. SARA DOSA

Get Out (2017) DIR. JORDAN PEELE

God’s Own Country (2017) DIR. FRANCIS LEE

Gone Girl (2014) DIR. DAVID FINCHER

Gravity (2013) DIR. ALFONSO CUARÓN

Great Freedom (2022) DIR. SEBASTIAN MEISE

Girl (2019) DIR. LUKAS DHONT

Her (2013) DIR. SPIKE JONZE

Hereditary (2018) DIR. ARI ASTER

Ida (2014) DIR. PAWEL PAWLIKOWSKI

Io Capitano (2024) DIR. MATTEO GARRONE

If Beale Street Could Talk (2018) DIR. BARRY JENKINS

Incendies (2011) DIR. DENIS VILLENEUVE

Inception (2010) DIR. CHRISTOPHER NOLAN

Interstellar (2014) DIR. CHRISTOPHER NOLAN

Irréversible (2002) DIR. GASPAR NOÉ

It follows (2015) DIR. DAVID ROBERT MITCHELL

Jagten (The Hunt) (2012) DIR. THOMAS VINTERBERG

Joyland (2023) DIR. SAIM SADIQ

Kill Bill (vol. 1 & 2) (2003) DIR. QUENTIN TARANTINO

Leave No Trace (2018) DIR. DEBRA GRANIK

Loveless (2017) DIR. ANDREY ZVYAGINTSEV

Manchester by the Sea (2016) DIR. KENNERTH LONERGAN

Melancholia (2011) DIR. LARS VON TRIER

Midsommar (2019) DIR. ARI ASTER

Mommy (2014) DIR. XAVIER DOLAN

Moonlight (2016) DIR. BARRY JENKINS

Nightcrawler (2014) DIR. DAN GILROY

Nomadland (2020) DIR. CHLOE ZHAO

Oslo, August 31st (2012) DIR. JOACHIM TRIER

Parasite (2019) DIR. BONG JOON HO

Past Lives (2023) DIR. CELINE SONG

Poor Things (2023) DIR. YORGOS LANTHIMOS

Portrait of a Lady on Fire (2019) DIR. CELINE SCIAMMA

Rabbit Hole (2010) DIR. JOHN CAMERON MITCHELL

Respire (2014) DIR. MÉLANIE LAURENT

Revoir Paris (2023) DIR. ALICE WINOCOUR

Riceboy Sleeps (2023) DIR. ANTHONY SHIM

Saint Maud (2021) DIR. ROSE GLASS

Shame (2011) DIR. STEVE MCQUEEN

Short Term 12 (2013) DIR. DESTIN DANIEL CRETTON

Take Shelter (2011) DIR. JEFF NICHOLS

TAR (2022) DIR. TODD FIELD

The Babadook (2014) DIR. JENNIFER KENT

The Banshees of Inisherin (2022) DIR. MARTIN MCDONAGH

The Beasts (2023) DIR. RODRIGO SOROGOYEN

The Broken Circle Breakdown (2012) DIR. FELIX VAN GROENINGEN

The Eight Mountains (2023) DIR. FELIX VAN GROENINGEN & CHARLOTTE VANDERMEERSCH

The Farewell (2019) DIR. LULU WANG

The Father (2021) DIR. FLORIAN ZELLER

The Handmaiden (2016) DIR. PARK CHAN-WOOK

The Killing of a Sacred Deer (2017) DIR. YORGOS LANTHIMOS

The Lighthouse (2019) DIR. ROBERT EGGERS

The Lost Daughter (2021) DIR. MAGGIE GYLLENHAAL

The Matrix (1999) DIR. ANDY & LANA WACHOWSKI

The Revenant (2015) DIR. ALEJANDRO G. INARRITU

The Tale (2018) DIR. JENNIFER FOX

The Way He Looks (2014) DIR. DANIEL RIBEIRO

The Worst Person in the World (2022) DIR. JOACHIM TRIER

To Leslie (2022) DIR. MICHAEL MORRIS

Under the skin (2013) DIR. JONATHAN GLAZER

Wadaean Julia (2023) DIR. MOHAMED KORDOFANI

Whiplash (2014) DIR. DAMIEN CHAZELLE

[embryoed]

More doodles !! (Paperback edition)

[1-800-teax]

Confessions

Jj Maybank x reader

Based on Season 1 Episode 3

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"Stealing drones makes you hungry." Kie says as John B pulls up to The Wreck.

Jj slides open the door of the twinkie gesturing me to get out first.

I hop out of the twinkie feeling overwhelmed with hunger.

"What I would do to have a beer and shrimp and grits right now." Jj says hopping out after me.

"It would not be pretty." Pope responds hopping out after Jj.

"That sounds heavenly." I moan out waiting for everyone else to exit the twinkie.

We all enter The Wreck, Kie going to talk to her dad and me and the boys making our way to the back of the restaurant.

The boys are looking down at some people's food to which I slap their arms to get their attention away from it.

I look up and notice Kie and her dad looked over at us.

Pope and John B wave, I sent a polite smile while gently nudging Jj to which he sent a small peace sign in response.

"Sit down." Kie says after a second with an eye roll.

We all let out and breath and hurriedly make our way to the table besides the couple to sit down.

We all started munching as soon as food starts to hit our table.

I throw fries into Jj's mouth, John B and Pope are stuffing their mouth with fries while Kie is pouring cups of water for us.

Soon enough the restaurant was empty as we all ate and listen to the music blaring out of the speakers.

Kie motions with her fingers for John B to dance with her, he reluctantly decides to join her and they start to dance.

I laugh watching as they dance before I notice the sad look on Pope's face.

My smile drops slight and I take that as my cue to get up and walk towards him with a new smile on my face.

He gives me a small smile, fake smile before going back to his food.

"Come on." I say in a sing-song voice.

I grab his hands and pull him to where John B and Kie are dance slightly shimming my shoulders to the beat.

A small slowly made its way onto Pope's face as we dance together.

I release a laugh as he spins me out and back into his chest.

I pull away from his chest and go to take his hands in mine when suddenly I feel Jj push past me while angrily walking out of the restaurant.

Everyone looks at me with confusion written across their faces.

I shrug my shoulders and say, "I'll go talk to him."

I walk out of The Wreck hurriedly to try and catch up to Jj's fast pace.

"Jj! Jj wait up." I call out to him.

He continues to walk not paying me any mind.

"Jj! Stop! What's wrong?" I shout stopping.

Jj finally stops and turns abruptly.

“Why do you have to dance with him?" he asks angrily.

"I-" I start to say before Jj cuts me off.

"Y/n, I love you. Okay? I am so in love with you. Since the day you moved here and became a part of the pogues. I don't like to see you with anyone else but me. I always want you around, because." He starts out angrily but drifts off to take a deep breath.

"Because you make me feel normal, you make me feel loved, you make me feel like I don't have a shitty dad. And I don't wanna lose that, I don't wanna lose you. Okay? And I understand if you like Pope, it's fine he's a great guy. Why would you wanna be with someone as fucked up as me anyway? Right?" Jj says letting out a broken sob at the end.

I felt tears splashing my cheeks as I start to say, "Jj, I love you too. I always have and I don't like Pope like that. I want you, I wanna protect you from your shitty dad and everything else from this world."

I make my way towards him and he pulls me into a hug.

We hold each other close, scared to let each other go and face the fact that this may very well be a dream.

I gently pull away from him and it’s as if we both realize that this is real, we both break out into smiles.

I give him a wide smile and wipe his tears with the pads of my thumbs.

"I love you so much." I say right before Jj smashes his lips onto mine.

Shock took over my body for a few seconds before my brain caught up causing me to close my eyes and kiss him back.

My hands hold onto his arms as his hands caress my face.

Soon enough we both start running out of air, we both pull away reluctantly and widely smile at each other.

“We-, we have to keep this between us, because no pouge on pouge macking. Okay?” I tell him.

“Anything you want, baby.” He says with love sick eyes and a dazed voice.

I giggle and kiss him again.

We make sure to clean any traces of tears from our faces before walking back to The Wreck both hand in hand.

"Uh oh, look whos back." John B cheers as he sees Jj and I walk back into the restaurant hand in hand.

"What happened, dude? You ok?" Kie asks Jj.

"I'm good." Jj replies smiling down at me.

I smile back and drag him to sit down while I sit on the seat next to him throwing a fry into John B's mouth.

We all cheer and went back to normal as John B catches the fry in his mouth.

[thorougly-melted-brains]

Childhood friends AU, but like, Narnia.

Simon liked to hide under his bed. Or- that’s what his dad taunted him about. He thought of it more as making his own room.

He had one, technically, but it was empty and dull, hardly seemed his at all. He’d seen kids rooms on TV, and they’re always colorful, warm.

So he carved out a smaller one for himself under his bed. There isn’t anything under it besides a few dust bunnies, and he cleaned those with a damp cloth. He put a few blankets underneath, a pillow, and his favorite books. It was calming there, in his new "room".

He tried his best not to fall asleep there, though, because he’s already a bit taller than his classmates for 8 years old, and he doesn’t want to hit his head when he wakes up. But accidents happen, as much as he wished they wouldn’t, and he fell asleep.

When he woke up with a jolt, he hit his head like he thought he would. He groaned quietly and then froze, because his bed above him was moving. He crawled over to squeeze out from underneath it, but before he can put more than his hand out, a set of eyes appeared. He shrunk back, startled. Because those weren’t his dads cold eyes or his brother's defiant ones or his moms tired ones.

They were gray, for a start, and even more, so they were full of life. From the small but he could see they belonged to a boy about his age, brown haired, who seemed to hanging off the side of his bed.

“Are you the monster under my bed?” The boy asked.

Simon was too startled to say much, just sat there under the bed.

“What’re you doing in my room?” He asked again.

“What’re you doing in my bed?” Simon managed.

“It’s not your bed, it’s mine.” He said, like it wasn’t impossible. “I’m John, by the way. My friends call me Johnny.”

“Simon.” He offered back. The bed moved more above him, like the other boy was sitting up.

“Do you wanna sit up here?”

Simon didn’t answer, only shimmed out from under the bed and sat down next to him, pulling his knees to his chest.

There was more moonlight in the room than he'd seen during his brief glance. It was clear to see it was indeed not his bed or his room. This room was one of a happy child. There were toys and drawings and posters, thing brought in by John assumably.

But there were also things that clearly showed attentive, adult help. The ceiling, too far up for a child to reach, was covered in stars that glowed softly. There was wallpaper, modern wall paper on the walls that’s someone must bed put up. It was homey, in a way Simon's room wasn’t.

“Why were you under my bed?” John asked him, still staring at him. Simon wasn’t sure he liked it, his parents never looked at him much, it made his skin feel raw.

“I was under my bed, the last I checked.”

“Why were you under your bed? That’s weird.” Simon felt a twinge of embarrassment at that.

“I was reading.” He said, somewhat defensively.

“Okay, why did you wake up here?”

“Dunno.”

“Well, I think that part's wicked cool, it’s like Narnia.”

“What’s that?”

“Narnia? It’s a book- well, the book's not called Narnia, the place is. Here, I’ll show you.”

John hopped off the bed as he said it, scrambling quietly but still loud enough to make Simon wince.

“Be quiet.” He hissed, and John looked back at him confusedly.

“Why? If my parents wake up, all they’ll find is us reading.” His head tilted, confused.

“But they’ll find me, won’t you get in trouble?” Simon couldn’t figure out what he didn’t understand.

“Maybe, but I’ll just tell them what happened, and it’ll be okay.”

“But you’ll be in trouble, I don’t want to get you hurt.”

“Hurt? Why would I be hurt- my parents would just ground me. And you’re here anyway, so that wouldn’t do much.”

Simon was confused now, John just hopped back on to the bed and flipped through a not inconsiderable thick book.

“Here.” He said, and pointed to the title.

The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe.

Simon said nothing for a long time, just read. Soap interrupted occasionally with commentary, and Simon found it less annoying than he might’ve if it was someone else. Eventually, Simon's eyes started to droop, and John started to yawn every few paragraphs.

“Should you go home?” John asked him. Simon curled in on himself a bit tighter.

“I don’t how.”

John sidled closer to him, bumping his shoulder a bit. It was odd, Tommy used to do the same thing when they were younger. It was meant to be comforting, Simon couldn’t tell if it was.

“Well, look at the story. You came here under my bed, maybe you could go back the same way.”

“But I was asleep, I don’t know how I got here.” Simon said miserably.

“Have you gotten here anytime you were awake?” He asked. Simon shook his head.

“Maybe that’s the secret, you have to be asleep to travel.”

“I don’t know if I can fall asleep, under your bed's much less cozy than under mine.”

“I can put my blanket under there, and some pillows.” John insisted.

“I don’t want to take your pillows.” Simon said tiredly.

“Then I can sleep under there too.” Simon blinked owlishly at him? “Why?”

“Because that’s where my blanket is. And besides, people sleep better around other people.” John said the last bit like he was parroting an adult.

“Why would you do that for a stranger?”

“You’re not a stranger, you’re the monster under my bed.” John grinned. Simon didn’t know what to say to that, so he just got up off the bed.

John grabbed his pillows and his blanket. Simon squeezed under the bed before him, so John wouldn’t be trapped. The other boy crawled in after him, pushed a pillowed to Simon's side and pulled the blanket in over both of them.

“Good night Simon.”

“Good night John.” “My friends call me Johnny.”

“Am I your friend?” “Of course, we’re having a sleep-over.”

Simon didn’t remember falling asleep, and when he woke up, he was under his own bed. He almost thought it was a dream for a few moments. Then he looked over to where Johnny had been sleeping, and he noticed a book.

The Chronicles of Narnia.

He didn’t remember Johnny bringing it under the bed with him, but it had been very dark. He didn’t smile, but he opened the first page and began reading.

[mamanbou]

inferences about the escape room webtoon presented in no particular order for nobody but myself

1. Sean is undiagnosed autistic, very bad at masking, and a relatively normal guy who just never had a support system or the tools to understand himself

2. Sean's parents gave him up for adoption and he met Brian at the orphanage. They were the only two kids their age who were there until they were 18. Don't have proof, but I'm certain it's true.

3. Heather is undiagnosed autistic and masks like breathing and is also a genuinely evil person, which is unrelated

4. Heather had very wealthy parents who gave her everything she wanted but were physically and emotionally absent most of the time

5. Heather did genuinely like (probably even loved) Sean but those feelings intermingled with her self loathing and imminent death to a point where it's extremely reductive to view her final actions as purely or even primarily out of love. It was more like a desperate projection of all her own selfish desires onto somebody who actually had a chance to enact them.

6. Sean and Heather loved each other so much but the closer they became, the less they truly saw each other. In s1 they shared a distaste/mutual acknowledgement of scumbaggery, and by s4 they had both effectively mythologized each other in their heads as paragons of human goodness. By that point both of them had been stripped down so thoroughly that the only thing that mattered was the unique bond they shared. Truly fearsome delusion. "Because you changed my world and allowed me to experience connection for the first time, the world must benefit more from your presence than mine." They were perfect together

7. John Shim wanted Sean carnally in ways none of us could fathom, least of all Shim himself

8. The only person named in Shim's last will & testament was Sua, who was shocked to learn she was his "best friend". She inherited literally all of his personal assets. And sold all of them as quickly as possible.

9. Heather probably would be bi if she were a completely different person but due to her disorders she was fundamentally unable to see other women as anything but competition. Never full people let alone objects of desire or love. But having her death mirror the death of a girl she drove to suicide, and having her choose that death over accepting a lifeline from a different girl who was in love with her? That, too, is yuri

10. Sean died never having kissed anyone which is crazy because he spent the last couple months of his life surrounded by people who were obsessed with him

[windsweptinred]

OK, so I've just finsihed part 20 of Malevolent. And I'm desperately holding myself back from delving tits first into the fandom because I don't want to spoil the seasons to come for myself. But I have FEELS!! 😭😭

Arthur's poem..., I was crying real tears into my chilli con carne. And Lily!! I may never emotionally recover from Lily. You were such a good girl Lily!!

Kayne has to be Nyarlathotep right? No one gives off that much, ball of ambiguous moral chaos, who shakes the universe for his own warped entertainment vibes.... And not be Nyarlathotep. Don't tell me! But he HAS to be!

I now know if I hear a piano being played, emotionally batten down the hatches... whump is coming!

Moving the story to the Dreamlands was a such a shift at first, but I've loved every minute of this season. That being said, I can't wait to get back to Arkham.

Gathering John and Arthur protectively in my arms like,

Me: Why can't they just be happy and run a detective agency together? Why?!

Narrative: Because this is based on Lovecraft where a heady mix of cosmicism and nihilism prevail.

Me: I don't care!! 😭😭😭😭

I really hope we get Cthulhu in this at some point. Just for how much Hastur and Cthulhu canonically HATE each other in lovecraftian mythos.

Ps. I don't think I'm ever going to say the name Arthur normally again. Prayers and sorrows for anyone named Arthur who comes into my life from this point onwards. I will take such delight in shimming up to them and saying in a manner that combines, shock, awe and intrigue... 'Oh Arrrrthuur'.

[applesauce365]

한국 드라마 시청 기록

1. 닥터 이방인 (Doctor Stranger)

2. 피노키오 (Pinocchio)

3. 의사 요한 (Dr. John)

4. 닥터스 (Doctors)

5. 키미 힐미 (Kill Me, Heal Me)

6. 하이드 지킬, 나 (Hyde Jekyll, Me)

7. 변혁의사랑 (Revolutionary Love)

8. 내 아이디는 강남미인 (My ID is Gangnam Beauty)

9. 훈남정음 (The Undateables)

10. 국민 여러분 (My Fellow Citizens!)

11. 이번 생은 처음이라 (Because This is My First Life)

12. 청춘시대 (Age of Youth)

13. 제3병원 (The 3rd Hospital)

14. 서른이지만 열일곱입니다 (Still 17)

15. 응급남녀 (Emergency Couple)

16. 시크릿가든 (Secret Garden)

17. 사랑의 불시착 (Crash Landing on You)

18. 김비서가 왜 그럴까 (What's Wrong with Secretary Kim)

19. 괜찮아, 사랑이야 (It's Okay, That's Love)

20. 꽃할배 수사대 (Flower Grandpa Investigation Unit)

21. 너의 목소리가 들려 (I Can Hear Your Voice)

22. 하백의 신부 (Bride of Habaek)

23. 청춘시대 2 (Age of Youth Season 2)

24. 여우각시별 (Where Stars Land)

25. 이판사판 (Judge vs Judge)

26. 신의 선물: 14일 (God's Gift : 14 Days)

27. 미녀 공심이 (Beautiful Gong Shim)

28. 그녀는 예뻤다 (She Was Pretty)

29. 닥터 프리즈너 (Doctor Prisoner)

30. 실업급여 로맨스 (Unemployed Romance)

31. 보스�� 지켜라 (Protect The Boss)

32. 죽어도 좋아 (Happy If You Died)

33. 이혼변호사는 연애중 (Divorce Lawyer in Love)

34. 너희들은 포위됐다 (You're All Surrounded)

35. 친애하는 판사님께 (Dear Judge)

36. 귓속말 (Whisper)

37. 초면에 사랑합니다 (Secret Life of My Secretary)

38. 피고인 (Defendant)

39. 힐러 (Healer)

40. 열혈사제 (Fiery Priest)

41. 반의반 (A Piece of Your Mind)

42. 터널 (Tunnel)

43. 태양의 후예 (Master's Sun)

44. 상속자들 (The Heirs)

45. 화유기 (The Korean Odyssey)

46. 으라차차 와이키키 (Welcome to Waikiki)

47. 유령 (Phantom)

48. 아버지가 이상해 (My Father is Strange)

49. 그녀에 사생활 (Her Private Life)

50. 낭만닥터 김사부 (Dr. Romantic)

51. 돌아와요 아저씨 (Come Back Mister)

52. 1%의 어떤 것 (Something About 1%)

53. 슬기로운 의사생활 (Hospital Playlist)

54. 응답하라 1997 (Reply 1997)

55. 어쩌다 발견한 하루 (Extraordinary You)

56. 이태원 클라쓰 (Itaewon Class)

57. 쌈 마이 웨이 (Fight My Way)

58. 시그널 (Signal)

59. 검법남녀 (Partners for Justice)

60. 동백 꽃 필 무렵 (When The Camellia Blooms)

61. 우리 집에 사는 남자 (Sweet Stranger and Me)

62. 혼술남녀 (Drinking Solo)

63. 고백부부 (Go Back Couple)

64. 내 뒤에 테리우스 (My Secret Terius)

65. 베가본드 (Vagabond)

66. 오 마이 베이비 (Oh My Baby)

67. 구름이 그린 달빛 (Love in The Moonlight)

68. 편의점 샛별이 (Backstreet Rookie)

69. 사이코지만 괜찮아 (It's Okay to Not Be Okay)

70. 로봇이 아니야 (I'm not a Robot)

71. 응답하라 1988 (Reply 1988)

72. 마음의소리 (The Sound of Your Heart)

73. 마음의소리 리부트 (The Sound of Your Heart Reboot)

74. 일단 뜨겁게 청소하라 (Clean with Passion For Now)

75. 모던파마 (Modern Farmer)

76. 수상한 파트너 (Suspicious Partner)

77. 아무도 모른다 (Nobody Knows)

78. 화랑 (Hwarang)

79. 도도솔솔라라솔 (Do Do Sol Sol La La Sol)

80. 힘쎈 여자 도봉순 (Strong Woman Do Bong Soon)

81. 바람피면 죽는다 (Cheat On Me If You Can)

82. W

83. 비밀의 숲 (Stranger)

84. ��후조리원 (Birthcare Centre)

85. 디어 마이 프렌즈

86. 여신강림

87. 지붕 뚫고 하이킥

88. 스위트 홈

89. 나빌레라

90. 보이스

91. 악의 꽃

92. 달의 연인 - 보보경심 려

93. 크리미널마인드

94. 구가의 서

95. 김과장

96. 하이바이 마마!

97. 슬기로운 감빵생활

98. 쓸쓸하고 찬란하신 도깨비

99. 커피프린스 1호점

100. 당신이 잠든 사이에

101. 나의 아저씨

102. 영혼수선공

103. 오징어 게임

104. 더 케이투

105. 호텔 델루나

106. 철인왕후

107. 18 어게인

108. 푸른바다의 전설

109. 최고의 한방

110. 시카고 타자기

111. 운명처럼 널 사랑해

112. 미스터 션샤인

113. 붉은 달 푸른 해

114. 각시탈

115. 타인은 지옥이다

116. 주군의 태양

117. 마우스

118. 본대로 말하라

119. 구해줘

120. 괴물

121. 무브투헤븐

122. 하늘에서 내리는 일억 개의 별

123. 미생

124. 쇼핑왕 루이

125. 빈센조

126. 역도요정 김복주

127. 종이의 집: 공동경제구역

128. 나의 해방일지

129. 치즈인더트랩

130. 멜로가 체질

131. 디피

132. 악의 마음을 읽는 자들

133. Doom at your Service

134. 오월의 청춘

135. 라이브

136. 지금부터 쇼타임

137. 살인자의 쇼핑목록

138. 눈이 부시게

139. 이상한 변호사 우영우

140. 소년심판

141. 수리남

142. 보이스 2

143. 보이스 3

144. 사내맞선

145. 빅마우스

146. 신의퀴즈

147. 파칭코

148. 아는 와이프

149. 펜트하우스

150. 블랙독

151. 우월한 하루

152. 지금 우리 학교는

153. 가우스전자

154. 월수금화목토

155. 천원짜리 변호사

156. 백일의 낭군님

157. 내일 지구가 망해버렸으면 좋겠어

158. 더 글로리

159. 진검승부

160. 얼어죽을 연애따위

161. 술꾼도시여자들

162. 커넥트

163. 일타 스캔들

164. 나쁜 엄마

165. 패밀리

166. 스물다섯 스물하나

167. 옷소매 붉은 끝동

168. 마스크걸

169. 라켓소년단

170. 마당이 있는 집

171. 이 구역의 미친X

172. 반짝이는 워터멜론

173. 설강화

174. 스타트업

175. 경성크리���

176. 최악의 악

177. 이제 곧 죽습니다

178. 마이데몬

179. LNTS

180. 라이프 온 마스

181. 내 남편과 결혼해줘

182. 검색어를 입력하세요 : WWW

183. 보라! 데보라

184. 아무것도 하고싶지않아

185. 눈물의 여왕

186. 정신병동에도 아침이 와요

187. 닥터슬럼프

188. 선재 업고 튀어

189. 더 8 쇼

190. 남이 될수 있을까

191. 7일의 왕비

192. 연애 말고 결혼

193. 슈룹

194. 연인

195. 크래시

196. 비밀은 없어

197. 아무도 없는 숲 속에서

[aphroditestummyrolls]

For the WIP ask: 21 - 3 songs

AH! Thanks for asking! I’ll give you three for each of the three WIPs I’m actively working on right now 💕

Color and Light (joe/nicky)

Shim el Yasmine by Mashrou Leila

Do I Love You Because You’re Beautiful? from Brandy’s Cinderella

Symphony no. 2, opus 27, adagio by Rachmaninov (literally the most romantic song ever written)

I Travel Alone (pierre/mickey)

(Don’t Stand) A Ghost of a Chance with You by Ted Fio Rito, sung by Vera Van

Valse Sentimentale by Tchaikovsky (the Mickey Miranda Thesis™️ for me)

Solitude sung by Billie Holiday

Untitled Star Wars Pride and Prejudice AU (Din/Luke)

Dawn from the 2005 Pride and Prejudice (shocking, I know)

SOS by ABBA

Victory Celebration (the Endor party music from the end of RotJ) by John Williams

Absolute bops, every single one of them. Bops and bangers ✨✌️ maybe one day, I will actually finish something and be able to share it with you all 💕 thanks for playing!