#memes from vanessa’s phone

[themalhare]

Is this enough?

[eitaababe]

SOMEBODY ELSE !

— chapter five. last night. (pt 2)

! first two twitter texts are in neteyam's pov.

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aftermath ! written portion below. —

you swear, you were going to murder neteyam.

you were sitting on your dorm bed, unable to breathe through your nose, face red and puffy. you'd been in ao'nungs pj's the past couple days, and empty cups sat on your beside table.

you woke up at the sound of a knock, only groaning in response. you closed your eyes, hoping whoever was at the door would take a hint.

they didn't, however, and the knocking only got louder. "go away!" you shouted, muffled into your pillow. a voice responded on the other side of the door, shouting something back you couldn't quite make out with another set of knocks, which left you no choice but to answer the door.

"i sAID—" you cut yourself off, staring at the boy in your front doorway.

"i know you said you didn't wanna hear from me, but i cant stand having you mad at me," neteyam started, re-clutching the paper brown bag in his hand. "so i got you some tea, cause i figured you need it. and then i got you soup, cause i know you're not eating, and then i also got you a croissant cause they're your favorite."

you eyed the bag, fighting against yourself to not give in. "i'm not so easily won over by food and tea, you know."

"i figured," he chuckled faintly, a hand running through his braids. "and i'm sorry, again. jake took my phone cause i kept checking it and i wanted to get back to you, i really did. and then he finally gave me my phone back and then this girl who i wasn't even paying attention to— i think her name was like vivian- or was it vanessa- i really don't give a fuck— took my phone because she saw your text and i got sidetracked again and just," he paused, taking a deep breath before continuing, "i'm really sorry. i never should have left you in the first place. it was stupid, and i messed up."

you sniffled (because of the cold) and nodded, wrapping your arms around him. "i'm still mad at you," you mumbled into his shoulder, smiling when you felt him laugh softly. "but you apologized and brought me food so i cant really complain. but you're the reason i got sick so you better be my personal bed nurse."

relieved that you'd forgiven him, neteyam walked inside, closing the door and setting your bag of food and drink on top of the counter. "at your service, m'lady."

FUN FACTS !

— violet doesn't know y/n and neteyam dated

— neteyam always has a hair tie on his wrist for y/n

— ao'nung wanted y/n to stay at his dorm, but he didn't wanna be pushy

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a/n — dramamamamaaaa

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[practically-an-x-man]

For your ask, I'm gonna paraphrase coz in on my phone, and I'll go straight to the "Oh, hell!" Character here. :D

What does Deadpool think of your marvel (and maybe DC for the lols if you want) ocs, and what do they think of him?

Oooooh fun!! Thank you!!

Fandom OC Ask Meme

Rae: There would be this whole running bit about Rae jumping into a fight, Wade thinking she's going to get herself killed and trying to save her (not in a sexist way, just because she's super reckless when it comes to fights and doesn't seem to think things through - and while Wade does the same, Rae doesn't have the same kind of healing factor), only to show up and get his own ass beat while Rae's shields actually keep her in reasonably good shape. It would be like a "false mentor" sort of dynamic, really played up, where Wade keeps calling himself "Mr. Miyagi" or referring to her as his "Padawan" and stuff like that while Rae's just like "Dude. I'm an X-Man. I've done this before. I don't need your help.".

And bonus: while I'd want there to be a Warren cameo (since there's always a "guy with the pigeon wings" reference in the movies lmao), I think it would be funnier if he just never shows up. Like, if the movie keeps intentionally finding excuses for him not to be there. He's caught in traffic ("he has wings, can't he just fly?"). He's babysitting Rae's nephew. He's in line at the DMV. Right at the end, Rae and Wade are in a hotel room or something, watching Golden Girls reruns after all the wild antics the movie's put them through, and we hear the shower running with the assumption that it's Warren... and instead it's Wolverine or Colossus or Dopinder or some other random character.

On the one hand it would piss me off to have such an opportunity for my favorite character to have more screentime and just never show him, but objectively I think it would be fucking hilarious because he's been referenced so many times in the other movies but has never shown up.

Robin: This would be an interesting one. Lots of references to Black Tom Cassidy (her cousin, was the butt of a lot of jokes in DP2) and that would probably annoy her after a while. But on a nicer note, it's already canon that he knows ASL and would flip up his mask so she can read his lips (he does the same for Hawkeye in the comics), so... accessibility! Yay!

Madison: Lots of mermaid jokes that Madison finds absolutely infuriating. She throws more than one knife at him. They wouldn't get along - not like they're enemies, just... mutual annoyances for the sake of comedy. Every scene they share involves some form of reluctant team-up, lots of taunting, etc.. Post-credits scene shows Madison knocking on Wade's door seemingly out of the blue, only to reveal that she's actually there for a girl's night with Vanessa - their friendship being the only reason she kept teaming up with Wade.

Ophelia: Copious amounts of fourth-wall-breaking Spiderverse references for her being a female Doc Ock, but aside from that she's pretty good at going toe-to-toe with him with that witty banter and I think that knocks him off-guard a little. She can't quite break the fourth wall, but all that jumping through the multiverse has allowed her to gently tap it (*turns to camera* The Proposal...) at times. There are still some things that go over her head, but they've got a bit of a rapport going

Gia: Even if they somehow managed to cross paths, she'd be almost a nothing character to him. Not in a mean way, he's not intentionally disregarding her or anything, but with her being so meek and anxious and barely willing to leave her shop, they probably wouldn't share many scenes. All I'm imagining is like... the rest of his team in the throes of some grand bloody battle, and here's Wade popping into this random flower shop and casually asking to buy a bouquet for Vanessa. He's being a chatterbox while Gia prepares the bouquet, throws her a lot of opportunities for jokes she doesn't understand, mumbles something "tough crowd" adjacent, pays, and leaves. She'd basically be the "straight man" cameo in an otherwise-chaotic scene.

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[makerofmadness]

aight I haven't made FNAF incorrect quotes in ages if I reuse one I did in a past post so be it

(uh disclaimer: I hc that the FNAF 3 guard and the other three named guards in the series are the fnaf 4 bullies so this is not operating under the theory that Michael is the fnaf 3 guard)

shoutouts to @umbrarkzoo for being cool and getting into a dawko fnaf meme review

*UCN* Mr. Hippo: Man, they look like a real handful. How do you deal with them?  The Puppet, watching Bonnie screaming, Golden Freddy trying to set a sleeping William Afton on fire, and Foxy choking on air: I don't know either.

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Vanessa, at Starbucks: Can I get a venti vanilla latte with um, seven espresso shots.  William Afton, inside her mind: Jesus Christ, just do cocaine.

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Golden Freddy: Mr. Hippo is forbidden from monologuing

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FNAF 3 Guard: What do we think of Fritz?  *pause*  Jeremy Fitzgerald: *sighs* Nice pal.  Michael Afton: I think he's gay.

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Jeremy Fitzgerald: Fritz, I beg of you. Please, PLEASE go to the doctor.  Fritz Smith: Hey, I'm sorry. Is this OUR stab wound?

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Crying Child, laying in bed: Get out of my room.  Michael Afton, standing just outside of the door frame: I’m not in your room.

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Bonnie: I assume you realize that this kind of idiocy will not be tolerated in this house.  Toy Bonnie: Is there any kind of idiocy you would be more comfortable with?

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Circus Baby: The salary of a clown is 51,000 dollars.  Circus Baby, gesturing to Funtime Foxy and Ballora fighting: And yet these idiots do it daily, and for free!

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Montgomery Gator: Do you guys hear something?  Roxanne Wolf: I hear the sound of you shutting the fuck up.

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Michael Afton: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I’ll wait.  Helpy: You and me!  Michael Afton: *tearing up* Ok.

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Michael Afton, about to be scooped: I have been tricked, I have been backstabbed, and I have quite possibly been bamboozled.

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Mangle: I have a problem.  Toy Bonnie: If it's harder than 2+2, I can't help. 

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Moon: Oh, fiddlesticks! That really ruffles my feathers!  Gregory: Please, just say fuck.

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Michael Afton: That was the worst throw ever. Of all time.  Fritz Smith: Not my fault. Somebody put a wall in the way.

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*pre-divorce*

William Afton: So you like cats?  Henry Emily: Yeah.  William Afton: *tries to impress him by slowly pushing a glass off the table* 

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Fritz Smith: *coughs blood*  Jeremy Fitzgerald: Don't die, Fritz!  Fritz Smith: Don't tell me what to do!

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Michael Afton: No, this is not a mess. You know what I consider a mess?  Helpy: Your life?  Michael Afton: I- well yes, but-

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Michael Afton: Everyone knows that Santa is an invention designed by the big five corporations to sell tinsel and video games to an unsuspecting public.  Phone Guy: The whole “childhood wonder” stage just blew right past you, didn’t it?

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*Something crashes*  Gregory: Shoot-  Glamrock Freddy: *running into the room in a panic* WHAT FELL?!  Vanessa: *walking by the room calmly* What died?

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Ballora: I personally don't think it's possible to come up with a crazier plan.  Funtime Freddy: We could attack them with hummus.  Ballora: I stand corrected.  Funtime Freddy: Just keeping things in perspective.

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The Puppet: That's it, I'm cutting off the internet!  Toy Freddy: No, please don't! I have a family to feed!  The Puppet:  The Puppet: What?  Toy Freddy: I need to feed my Neopets!

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Roxanne Wolf: I think we can all agree I’m the ten amongst these threes.

[tumblingxelian]

FNAF - What If (Streaming AU)

The new Ruin DLC has given me enough info that an old idea I had is now feasible, premise?

A fan of Roxy's sneaks an already streaming phone into her room during a back stage meeting and leaves it behind.

Roxy finds it but hides it from the staff and when the Pizzaplex closes finds the stream has tons of interested viewers so she decides to play along.

This ends up roping in the rest of the bandmates to introduce their general dynamic and personalities. We also learn about how they view their mechanical nature and the Pizzaplex when the chat spots the wall crawling Exo and the mini Music Men come up.

Basically, as they understand it, their intelligence begins rather nebulously and develops slowly before manifesting into a full personality. Thus, the Mini Music Men and crawling Endo are sort of intermediates, not quite sentient, but in possession of a 'will' unlike the usual Endos.

Venessa shows up and ends things.

But the stream got so many views people from corporate are there the next day. Vanessa is 'promoted' to Stream Mod cos she's also become a meme along these lines:

And everyone gets a streaming deal:

The band all have a mix of gaming, activities and ask me anything's, plus some exploration, each with their own night and a group one on the fifth day.

We get some short chapters covering how this goes.

Freddy's himbo-ness makes him very beloved, though he gets a bit of an existential crisis and everyone feels bad and need to assure him he's the only Freddy.

Chica ends up covering how her eating quirk has started to become a problem but can't be edited out of her without causing issues and her perspective on eating and exercise.

Monty, who was not enthusiastic, tried to hide at first and then is convinced to share a solo song he was working on a Blues number about the horrors of capitalism and performance.

Roxy's next stream has Cass appear in the chat as "Number 1 Twice" so she gets pegged instantly, and there's some wholesomeness there, plus shipping questions cos of course.

Sun reads a bed time story at six every night, slowly morphing into Moon.

Music Man gets one of those "Beats to study to" streams.

Vanessa gets more memes about her role as this put upon security guard and steam manager, this also stops her from being able to do any murders. Mimic-Afton is not happy but still needs her.

Monty's song hits number one, which he has mixed feelings about and he's encouraged to play Bioshock. "I think when I talked about the sweat on my brow and when he does we mean different things."

We get some scattered hints of darker stuff but its all low key and more odd than grim without context.

Eventually Roxy Racers is closed due to a sink hole, this is where Cassie's dad disappears along with other staff members.

When Cassy asks if Roxy knows where her dad is on a stream Roxy can't go down into the sink hole and Cassie is ambushed by a robot delivery machine at her home but hides from it and escapes. She and Gregory end up sneaking into the Pizzaplex to try and figure out what's up.

After that it gets more nebulous.

[sadesluvr]

FNAF Movie officially announced for Oct.22 🎉 Predictions?

OP edited date to 27th! (Not that it matters :)

I fell asleep with my phone on, so this was the first thing I saw when I woke up so I was a bit like the Mr Krabs meme💀💀

Also, I haven’t seen every single leak or piece of information (I mentioned a while back that I get overstimulated) so these could very well be wrong!

1. My biggest one (walk with me on this!!) is that Vanessa and Michael are going to be related somehow. NOW, HEAR ME OUT!!

The first thing I noticed was that Mike, Abby and ‘Mike’s Mom’ all have dark hair, whereas William is *supposedly* either greying, or has light coloured hair (is it blonde??) Yes, genetics work like that, but I remember seeing one kid that had to dye his hair blonde (he seemed to be part of the missing kids). From what I saw of the photo, all of the kids had their canon appearance (Gabriel is being played by a black kid, a red head kid for Fritz etc)…

This could’ve just been changed based off of auditions (again, don’t take this seriously😭 [not OP but certain fans]) but the only blonde missing kid was Susie. IDK if they’ve casted a CC, but it could very well be that CC in the is blonde (Also note, Elizabeth was the only blonde kid in the family in the games👀) like his father (✨recessive genes✨). KEEP THAT IN MIND!!

Mike and Vanessa being the same age is strange, considering if this film had followed game canon, it’d be impossible for them to be the same age (Michael was likely born in late 60’s/Early 70’s, and Vanessa is like late 20’s/early 30’s in Security Breach). Considering William is an awful person, it’s not too unlikely that he could’ve cheated on his wife around the time Michael was born. Again, going back to the blonde hair, and the speculation of the ‘A’ in her name… (I hope I don’t sound like MatPat or something💀) (EDIT HALFWAY THROUGH ME TYPING: ‘Unnamed Female Villain’ is also blonde, and an older woman👀) /I’m just saying, IDK who she is so her role should be interesting considering there’s not many villains?!/

2. Moving on… I don’t think Abby is going to die in this. I remember seeing that there’s a three movie deal with Universal, and so the obvious choice is to drag it out 💰💸 (Scott Cawthorn is LAUGHING) but also, it seems like there’s far too much ground to cover.

3. Maybe there’s a reason for an ‘Abby Schmidt’ rather than ‘Elizabeth Afton’ (her only documented name), and I think that it’s just because they changed their name after everything went down. I think the Schmidt’s are going to have close contact with their mother, whilst she and William are estranged. Also, Mike is likely Abby’s sole provider.

4. We are going to be confused about something else in the timeline. No doubt. Questions may be answered but ATP it’s FNAF’s brand to confuse us and leave us hanging💀

5. Hank is Henry, no doubt!

6. I don’t think William is being spring-locked just yet.

7. Vanessa and Mike are going to meet at the mall as security guards, and they’re going to become close. (I’ve said this before)The betrayal (if you can call it that) will be when she’s pulled to the dark side after learning about what happened! I think therapy is going to be significant too, since they cast a DR. I think she’ll be more a part of Vanessa’s storyline (uncovering her past) than Michael’s (but she may convince him to go/get used to the idea)

8. Charlie/CC won’t get that much screen time. I think the focus will be on the MCI and everything after.

9. Mike will be a grey character/antihero and will do something veryy questionable💀(and I’ll love him regardless😌)

10. I don’t have one rn (I’m sure it’ll come to me) so I’m just going to make the numbers whole :)

EDIT: Here’s how I think the roll out will go: Teaser trailer in end of May/early June ➡️ Official trailer in the summer ➡️ Stills and PR strategy from then ➡️ Reviews and premiers in early October and then release :)

(PUT ME ON THE AD TEAM I HAVE IDEAS!! LET ME COOK!)

This is not a prediction, but just a statement (?) I get why it’s set in another timeline - its going to go global and if it’s very niche and low-key (only understood by fans), it’s not going to make sense to regular moviegoers! On the plus side, we’ll now have book, game and film canon to choose from when writing😳

To any non followers: DO NOT take me seriously. I am simply not going to argue over a post made before 10AM 🙏

[glambear]

mak / kai. she/they. 18+. est. independent FNAF multimuse. selective & activity will vary. feel free to send any questions, ims are open, and discord is available to mutuals!

MUSES:

Ennard

Evan Afton

Foxy

Glamrock Freddy

Golden Freddy / Cassidy

Henry Emily

Jeremy Fitzgerald

Phone Guy (named Samuel Decker)

Springtrap

Vanessa

RULES BELOW CUT.

Mun is Makenzie/Mak or Kai. Of age. She/her/they/them.

I have no triggers of my own but all triggers will be tagged! So if you need a specific thing tagged, PLEASE let me know!

I’m slowwwwwww and I know that, just side effects of working part time and also that good ole mental illness. Please don’t rush me over replies!

I don’t own FNAF but any graphics here are made by me unless stated otherwise.

That being said, not affiliated with FNAF at all.

OCs/Crossovers welcome!

PLEASE do not reblog memes from me, whether you send one in or not. Reblog from the source but if it’s not available then it’s okay.

That’s all I got rn but my askbox is always open!

[heauxplesslydevoted]

The best and worst things about being in this fandom according to you

Worst is hands down the racism apologists. The people who tried to say Vanessa from MOTY wasn’t racist. The people who whined when the OH writers were receiving deserved criticism for how they were going to unalive Rafael. The people who dismissed valid criticism of just how white coded this game is. Just shut the fuck up.

Best is the amazing people I’ve met and interacted with over the few years I’ve had this blog. The artists, the writers, the people who make funny memes. I love y’all. You keep this fandom going ❤️. There’s so many funny and talented people here (I can say with utmost confidence they’re more talented than some of the creatives actually employed by PB), and we’ve all bonded because we like a silly little phone game.

[artificialqueens]

Level Up, Chapter Twelve (Branjie) - Holtzmanns

AN: I can't even lie, the support on the last chapter and about this fic coming back made me so so incredibly happy. If you're still here and reading and leaving reviews, THANK you, I love hearing your thoughts and reactions and it honestly is why this chapter came pretty speedily. Enjoy and tell me your thoughts! Thank you writ for betaing <3

“How on earth are there seven thousand people watching this Instagram live? They got nothing better to do than talk to our sweaty asses?”

Monique’s eyebrows push together in disbelief as she looks at Vanessa’s phone screen, her eyes scanning the comments and it makes Vanessa snort, turning the camera towards her.

“It was your idea. I was perfectly content catching my breath and drinking some water now that class is done, or maybe, y’know, taking a shower,” Vanessa quips, her eyes flitting across the screen as she watches the comments fly by at light speed. “But you wanted to say hi to your ‘fans.’”

“They love me,” Monique tosses her braids over her shoulder, batting her eyes at the screen. “Right, guys?”

“Oh my god, you’re ridiculous,” Monet drops down beside Monique on the ground, popping her head in front of the screen. “I’m the one that everyone loves. I mean, how can you not?”

“Very easily.” Monique’s deadpan expression makes Vanessa burst into laughter, shaking her head.

“Y’all are nuts, I swear.”

It’s still strange to Vanessa, the way that this is her new normal. The fact that she can open Instagram and start a live and have an audience, the fact that she can post a picture and have famous people showering her with comments. It’s as if her world has tilted, little slivers of light that are shining upon new opportunities she would have otherwise never been able to see.

Like the fact that Detox has inked her a deal with fucking Fenty Beauty, of all companies, as a brand ambassador and now she has a shoot next week and Rihanna, Rihanna, knows who she is.

Rihanna.

It still doesn’t feel real. Hell, maybe Vanessa actually had hit her head real hard during her last match and the whole period since has simply been vivid dreams while she’s in a coma at this very second. Maybe that’s a more likely scenario.

“Hold up, pass me the phone, I got something to say,” Asia holds out her hands, wiggling her fingers, and Monique sticks out her tongue, handing the phone to her.

“You better be quick. I was having fun with the filters.”

Monet scoffs, nudging Monique’s shoulder as she looks over at Vanessa. “Forget about the filters for a sec. Where are we thinking for dinner? That’s the more important thing to focus on.”

Monique pauses. “Well, see, while I’m a fan of that burrito place we went to last week, it did give me major gas, and I don’t wanna smell up any subway cars on the ride home-”

“Nasty- ”

“There’s a such thing as too much information when the people on Instagram live can overhear you, doofus-”

“As I was saying,” Monique continues, her voice a little louder, “I’m down for some Korean food, maybe. Thoughts?”

Vanessa giggles as Monet shakes her head at Monique, who looks entirely nonplussed. “I’m good with Korean.”

As much as things have changed, from the brand deals and the sponsorships and the people on the street who do a double take when they recognize her, Vanessa’s glad that one thing hasn’t. Her friendships.

She’s not sure how she’d take it if Monet and Monique and Asia started to treat her differently, if maybe they’d think she was a sellout or hate her for having a meme that she has no control over. Her friends don’t pretend as if the whole thing hasn’t happened, either, which she’s sure would feel worse. Instead, they roll with everything, getting excited when Vanessa brings them free sponsored items that show up in her mailbox or scrolling through her Instagram comments and screenshotting the hilarious ones. It’s as if they’re all going through it together instead of just her, and honestly, it feels kind of nice.

The Korean restaurant three blocks away from the gym is one that they’ve frequented quite a bit over their weekly dinners, the booths cozy and a perfect bubble for the gossip they can’t necessarily have while in front of a punching bag. And sure, their last few dinners have revolved around Vanessa’s random celebrity encounters on social media, but today the spotlight is on Asia. Or rather, the grumpy manner in which she’s eating her gimbap.

“I said, there’s nothing wrong. I’d tell you if there was,” Asia mutters, shoving a bite into her mouth.

Vanessa exchanges a look with Monet and Monique. Asia’s the queen of denial, the one who draws attention to problems precisely by trying and failing to hide them. When Asia says that nothing’s wrong, she’s fibbing. Majorly.

“You wouldn’t tell us, you’d stew about it like you are now. So, there’s something wrong. Checkmate,” Monique raises an eyebrow, and Vanessa can’t help but turn towards Asia and nod because hey, Monique’s right.

Asia, though, sulks. “No, there isn’t.”

“Asia. Just tell us!” Monet waves her chopsticks in Asia’s face, who wrinkles her nose. “Did we do anything?”

“No, no, not you guys,” Asia sighs, sinking down lower in her seat. “Not you. You know I’d be quick to beef with y’all if you did something wrong.”

Monique nods. “She’s got a point.”

“Then what? Is it Kameron?” Vanessa asks, and Asia’s expression change is immediate, the way her eyes dart a telltale sign that Vanessa’s hit the nail on the head.

“What’d she do? Do we need to fight her? Though, to be fair, not sure if any of us could fight her. Bitch is ripped,” Monique takes a sip of her drink before she can dig herself in a bigger hole, and it makes Vanessa snort.

“That’s the thing, she didn’t do anything,” Asia scowls, as she grabs another bite. “Nothing at all.”

“Nothing? What do you mean, nothing?” Monet’s eyebrows furrow and Vanessa’s sure that she’s making the exact same expression, too.

“Yeah, what’s nothing?”

“Exactly nothing!” Asia huffs. “It’s been months of us just smacking and that’s all we do, aside from talking about the weather or maybe about Bachelor in Paradise ‘cause she watches that too, but...nothing. We haven’t even been on a date or anything. Nothing!”

“Oooh… ” The way Monique’s realization trails off is comical, and Vanessa has to press her lips together to keep from breaking into a laugh because she does feel for Asia, she really does.

Vanessa’s seen her and Kameron come out from the change rooms or from behind one of the punching bags more than once, the two of them looking ruffled from their little makeout sessions. And sure, Vanessa’s thought that the two of them had more going on. At least, more than what she’s seen with her own two eyes.

But evidently not.

“So you’re waiting for her to make the first move?” Monet gives Asia a look. “C’mon, girl. If you want to date her, then ask her out yourself. Stop waiting around if you want more.”

Monique leans forward. “Yeah, what’s that saying? Follow your destiny?”

“Never heard of any saying like that.”

“Oh, shut up.”

Vanessa clears her throat, trying to shoot Asia a reassuring look. “I think the point that these two are trying to make is that Kameron’s definitely into you, too. She wouldn’t be sticking around if she wasn’t. So what’s the worst that can happen if you ask her out? Maybe she’s shy, or something. Wants you to make the first move.”

Asia scoffs. “Shy? That bitch never stops talking once she starts. I swear, that quietness is totally a facade.”

“There you go,” Vanessa nods, smiling. “See? You know her enough that she’s comfortable around you to loosen up.”

“Doesn’t mean I can ask her out,” Asia mutters, letting out a sigh. “What if she says no? What if all she wants is just this casual not-even-a relationship? What if this is the most I’m gonna get without her running for the hills?”

“And what if she doesn’t?” Monet counters. “Hey, anyone who can swap spit with you for months on end has gotta be into it, right?”

“Nasty. Truly nasty,” Asia grumbles, but her posture is less slouched, less defeated. A little more hopeful.

“Maybe she doesn’t want to feel like she’s using her position of power over you, being a coach, and that’s why she’s letting you take the reins,” Monique ponders, as she lifts up a bite of noodles. “So that she doesn’t feel like she’s pressuring you into saying yes.”

“She really wouldn’t have to pressure Asia at all, she’s jumping at a chance to...” Monet trails off when Asia shoots her a narrow-eyed glare. “Sorry.”

Vanessa reaches out to pat Asia’s shoulder because she feels for her, she really does. “You have two choices, really. You either gotta be happy with this current situation you two have going on with all the smacking and breath mints, or you gotta be willing to take a risk for a higher reward. For a chance of more with her. Though it is a huge risk to take-”

Monet winces. “Vanj, ending on that is not encouraging-”

“-look what you can get out of it,” Vanessa finishes, leaning forward in her seat. “Are you really going to be happy with the absolute bare minimum that you’re getting with Kameron? Is it the way you want things to stay? ‘Cause it seems like Kameron is fine with it.”

“Alright there, Doctor Phil,” Asia grumbles, resting her cheek against her hand, “maybe I’ll talk to her. Maybe, though. I don’t do talking.”

“Tell that to my eardrums who had to listen to you complain about your leggings for twenty minutes straight in the change room yesterday,” Monique mutters, before letting out a squeal when Asia kicks her under the table. ” Ow !”

Asia does look lighter, though, as they head out of the restaurant and towards the subway, a spring in her step that definitely had not been there during dinner. Vanessa just hopes that it’s enough, that Kameron’s feeling the same and maybe Asia’s springboard won’t break from under her anytime soon.

It’s one thing to put yourself on the line, but to risk it all? Vanessa’s a romantic and all that, but she’s not sure that she’d be able to go through with something like that herself if it all went sour.

Brooke’s not really sure of what to make of the way that Kameron’s pacing in front of her closet, to the point where she’s about to wear a hole into the floor. That being said, it is fairly entertaining to watch.

“Y’know you haven’t even looked in your closet yet, right? Aren’t you supposed to be picking an outfit to wear for your d-”

“Don’t even finish that word,” Kameron bites out, holding up a finger and Brooke snorts before taking a sip of her water. “What am I even doing?”

“You’re going out with-”

“Ugh,” Kameron sighs, flopping down on her bed beside Brooke. “This isn’t going to end well, is it?”

Brooke turns on her side, facing Kameron. “Not if you keep dithering like this. You’re putting my anxious self to shame.”

Brooke gets it, though. The way that Kameron’s leg is bouncing and the way she’s unable to keep still are both sure signs that her mind is running at a hundred miles an hour. Considering what Kameron’s about to do this evening, Brooke can’t blame her.

“What if I can’t come up with anything to talk about? What if we just sit there awkwardly and twiddle our thumbs for an hour?” Kameron covers her face with her hands, letting out a groan.

“Is what why you only make out with her in a closet like two teenagers?”

“Shut up.”

“You gotta learn how to have big girl conversations sometime or the other, Kam.” Brooke pats Kameron’s shoulder. “You can talk to me just fine. You can talk to Asia too.”

“But you’re just you. Asia is… Asia,” Kameron mumbles, her voice uncharacteristically soft, and Brooke can’t help but let out a snort.

“Thanks for that non-compliment. Very sweet.”

“You know what I mean,” Kameron sighs. “What if she won’t like me when she gets to know me?”

“You’re a catch. Definitely not my kind of catch, but someone’s kind of catch. Maybe Asia’s,” Brooke dodges before Kameron can whap her with a pillow, grinning when she misses. “Besides, Asia already knows you. You two bicker throughout classes and definitely had things to talk about when driving back from the last tournament. Or was that arguing for the entire drive about the appropriate speed limit on the highway? I can’t remember.”

“You’re terrible at pep talks,” Kameron grumbles, rolling onto her back.

“But you’re feeling better, aren’t you?”

“No.”

“Regardless,” Brooke announces, rolling off the bed and grabbing Kameron’s hands to pull her up, too, “we need to pick out an outfit for you. Can’t have you dazzling your star student and date for tonight in your current wine stained joggers. Unless Asia’s into that.”

Brooke gets Kameron into jeans and a tank that shows off her arms and tattoos and Kameron begins to perk up a little at least, looking at herself in the mirror, as Brooke presses an eyeliner pen into her hand.

“Go on. Do your makeup.”

“Do you think she’ll-”

“Yes she’ll find it hot, no you can’t make out with her instead of going on the date. It’ll mess up your lipstick.” Brooke leans back on her hands as she watches Kameron from the bed.

It makes Brooke think, though, as Kameron tousles her hair and slips on a leather jacket and stands a little taller. The fact that Kameron is going on a date with Asia. It’s no secret that the coaches at Brooke’s gym sometimes hook up with the students, despite the fact that it makes Brooke’s nose wrinkle sometimes. It’s relatively harmless, never turning into anything too dramatic. Kameron’s had her own share of them, but this feels...different.

Maybe because Kameron actually cares about impressing Asia, past just the shallow looks and first impressions. She likes Asia and wants Asia to like her too, for more than someone who holds a punching bag for her. Kameron’s toeing the line with Asia from something casual towards something that could be more, and to Brooke, the drop feels real high.

It’s not like they have that much to risk, not really. Sure, a shitty date could make classes awkward for the two of them, though no harm done in the long term. But then why is Brooke’s heart turning over in her chest at the mere idea of it?

She doesn’t know. But she’s going to make her friend look good for her date, that’s for damn sure.

“What shoes?” Kameron holds up a pair of boots in each hand, and Brooke squints as she looks between the two of them.

“The docs.”

“Not too stereotypical?”

Brooke grins. “Way stereotypical. But Asia’s going to eat it up.”

She feels like a mom helping her daughter get ready for her first date. Considering how few dates Kameron has actually been on, how little she takes the leap to get to know people past a shallow level, it somehow feels appropriate.

The sun is beginning to set as Brooke leaves Kameron’s apartment, painting pinks and purples that cast an iridescent glow along the buildings and reflect off of her watch. It’s her second favourite time of the day after sunrise - instead of charging her batteries the way that the oranges and yellows of the morning do, the sunset calms her system, slowing down the thoughts in her brain that go just a little too fast for her liking.

Her phone buzzes when she’s waiting at an intersection, and Vanessa’s name on her screen makes her face break into a smile without her even noticing at first. Maybe it’s just the way that Vanessa’s always so funny, never failing to make Brooke laugh with whatever she comes up with over text.

Vanessa: alert alert Asia is going out with Kam tonight!!!!! Monique and I wanna follow them and see where they go but Monet won’t let us lol

Brooke: LOL. That’s probably for the best. Let the two of them figure it out on their own, y’know?

Vanessa: boooo but that’s boring

Vanessa: Asia said they were going to play something called lob???

Vanessa: tf is that do u know

Vanessa: cuz I thought lob was a haircut

Brooke: Picture mini golf but with small balls that you throw. And without the golf clubs.

Vanessa: haha small balls

Brooke: Really?

Vanessa: IT’S FUNNY

Brooke: It’s a fun game. Went there once some years back and honestly, it feels harder than mini golf. Not that I was good at mini golf.

Vanessa: ok but I’m good at mini golf, does this mean i’d school ur ass if we played

Brooke: Well we’d have to find out and see, wouldn’t we?

Brooke watches the clock at the top of her screen pass by one minute, then another, and Vanessa hasn’t replied, wait, did Brooke say anything wrong? She reads their conversation through again and when her eyes hit the last text…

Wait.

No, it doesn’t sound like she’s asking Vanessa out. Because she’s not trying to. Vanessa’s not, they’re not…

Unless Vanessa’s taking it that way and wants to run for the hills and never speak to Brooke again-

Vanessa: ok lets square up then punk

Phew.

Brooke: Did you just call me a punk?

Vanessa: and what about it??

Brooke: That’s extra burpees for you next practice.

Vanessa: playing dirty!!

Brooke lets out a laugh but it’s more of a shaky exhale than anything else, running a hand through her hair as she walks past the front desk of her apartment building and pushes the button for the elevator. Getting into the elevator alone is a blessing, a chance for her to lean her head back against the mirrors and close her eyes for a second, trying to ignore the way her heart is beating in her chest.

It’s not that she hasn’t thought about it. Brooke has eyes, Vanessa’s beautiful but also now such a good friend but she’s also her student and they’re not like that, they’re not and Brooke doesn’t do relationships-

Ding.

The doors open and it’s almost a relief, in a way, because for a second Brooke gets to pretend that she can leave her worries in the elevator and not bring them into her apartment. But they sweep up on her shore as she unlocks the door, the way they always do when she wants to avoid thinking about something.

Maybe Brooke’s just in her head. Maybe Vanessa hadn’t noticed how her text could have sounded suggestive at all, hell, maybe Vanessa had just been in the bathroom or something and that’s why she hadn’t answered Brooke’s text right away. There’s a million different ways to interpret what had happened, and Brooke’s just working herself up at this point. She knows that.

Problem is, her brain doesn’t always listen.

Yvie’s frowning at a pineapple at the kitchen island when Brooke hangs up her coat and walks into their apartment.

“Not going so well?” Brooke raises an eyebrow at the bent knife in Yvie’s hand and the still-intact pineapple.

Yvie scratches her head. “I really should have just bought the pre-chopped pineapple. But all that wasted packaging, y’know? Figured this was better for the environment.”

“Not for the knife, though.”

“Sadly,” Yvie sighs, letting the knife roll onto the cutting board with a clatter. “I think there’s another one in the utensil drawer somewhere. I’m gonna try again.”

Brooke raises an eyebrow. “Why don’t you look up a tutorial first or something? Maybe there’s an easy way to do it.”

“And ruin the surprise and excitement? Nah,” Yvie shrugs, before grinning. “I’m gonna defeat this pineapple on my own.”

“Have fun with that. And let me know when you’re done so I can have some, too,” Brooke snorts, sitting down on one of the stools at the counter.

Yvie lets out a woo when she pulls another knife out of the drawer, waving it around. “Found it! Nice.”

Brooke leans back on her stool even though Yvie is a good six feet away, because she also remembers the time Yvie accidentally threw a pair of scissors across the room while animatedly telling a story complete with hand gestures. “Careful, Yves.”

“You’re fine. The pineapple is the only one getting murdered tonight.”

“Comforting.”

“Anyways,” Yvie starts, twirling the knife in her hands before lodging it in the side of the pineapple, letting out a curse under her breath. “Is Kameron ready for her date? Did you lend your fashion expertise and all that?”

Brooke shrugs. “Kameron has that part under control. She needed more cheerleading than anything else to actually get herself on the date without clamming up. You know how she gets sometimes.”

Yvie snickers as she yanks the knife back out of the pineapple. “You mean her complete lack of game whatsoever?”

“Yvie!” Brooke admonishes, rolling her eyes when Yvie grins. “I think she’ll be fine with this girl, though. From their constant bickering, they have enough chemistry to warm even Kam up a little bit.”

“Aww. I remember that stage,” Yvie’s face is almost nostalgic, her bottom lip pushing out. “Scarlet and I would always clash in class. Of course, I still found her hot when she was being stupid, but that’s beside the point.”

“And now the only thing you two argue about is about who’s going to hang up first.”

As nauseating as the two of them are, Brooke has to admit that Yvie and Scarlet are kind of cute. The way that they’re making it work despite the fact that they live far away from one another is sweet, as ‘temporary’ as Yvie says their distance is.

“God, I love that bitch,” Yvie’s eyes are almost dreamy, a jarring sight when combined with the knife she’s dangling from her grip. “Speaking of love, what’s the situation with your new lady like? Miss internet sensation herself?”

“What?” Brooke yelps, and the heat that floods to her cheeks is annoying, because from the smug grin on Yvie’s face, she definitely notices. “She’s not my lady. Jeez. I train her.”

“Yeah, yeah. Because that’s what the cuddling on the couch during Chicken Little night looked like. Completely.” Yvie’s look is knowing, too knowing, and it makes Brooke want to fold in on herself, sink under the counter.

“It’s not like that,” Brooke mutters, reaching a hand out for one of the pineapple cubes that Yvie’s successfully chopped and throwing it into her mouth, because it gives her more time to think of something to say.

It’s not. They’re not together, they’re not flirting for Pete’s sake, they’re...they’re Brooke and Vanessa. A washed up coach and an athlete with enough potential and talent and drive to have already made a splash on the boxing world without any professional fights under her belt. Vanessa’s special, more than she knows, and Brooke wants to be the one to nurture that and have a front row seat to her greatness. She’s more than a random person to flirt with and then ghost, she’s more than a sham of a relationship. She’s permanent. At least, Brooke wants her to be.

Desperately.

And not losing Vanessa in the future means that Brooke has to avoid doing anything to ruin whatever it is that they have between them.

“Okay. Tell that to the way you guys were snuggled together like two little puppies or something. It was kind of adorable.” Yvie pops a cube of pineapple into her own mouth, throwing another towards Brooke.

“We weren’t snuggled together,” Brooke mumbles as she chews the pineapple, shrugging when Yvie scoffs and rolls her eyes. “What?”

“So what was it, then? Huddling for warmth? In an apartment with a broken AC that’s always warm, anyway?”

“I don’t know what to tell you, Yves,” Brooke lifts up her hands in surrender. “She’s my student. We’re not doing anything.”

“Y’know what I think? I think you don’t know what to tell yourself. And that’s why you’re avoiding thinking about it,” Yvie says, holding up another cube. “Want some more?”

“Don’t you have to go Facetime Scarlet or something instead of pressing me about Vanessa? God,” Brooke grumbles. “Yes to the pineapple, by the way.”

Yvie snickers as she grabs a bowl, filling it with a handful of cubes. “You’re grumpy when you’re forced to confront your feelings.”

“There are no feelings.”

“Keep telling yourself that. Denial may be a river in Egypt, but it’s also very entertaining on you.”

“Oh, shut up,” Brooke groans, resting her cheek on her palm with her elbow against the counter. “Now go have phone sex with your girlfriend while I get my earplugs out.”

“And I’ll enjoy it, thank you very much,” Yvie singsongs as she waltzes into her bedroom, kicking the door closed and leaving Brooke alone in the kitchen.

She’s sure about what she’s said to Yvie. There are no feelings. Well, friendship feelings, and feelings of caring for Vanessa as a person because she’s pretty damn great and a wonderful person, but...not those kinds of feelings.

Brooke doesn’t do those kinds of feelings. Not when they end the way so many other things do, not when relationships don’t ever last the way that they promise to. Brooke doesn’t need her time with Vanessa to end anytime soon.

Besides, platonic cuddling is a thing. Brooke has snuggled up against Kameron’s bicep more than once during their athlete days on the drives to tournaments. Not that it was ever that comfortable back then, but hey, maybe Asia will like it now.

Maybe she and Vanessa can go play lob at the bar one day at the bar that Kameron’s taken Asia to - not as a romantic thing, because they’re not like that, they’re not, but because Vanessa’s competitive streak is adorable. Something that Brooke loves to see but also something that pushes Vanessa to be a great athlete and is almost mesmerizing to watch.

So, yeah. Lob as friends.

Brooke’s going to emphasize the ‘friends’ part when she asks Vanessa. More to calm herself down about it, than anything else.

[angelolsenwife]

music tag game + questions + phone photo meme

i was tagged by my dear friend @blue-vveekend , thank you 💕

rules: we're snooping in your playlist, put your entire music library on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, then choose 10 victims.

1. summer song by angel olsen

2. trojan horses by agnes obel

3. delilah by florence + the machine

4. dead leaves and the dirty ground by the white stripes

5. stars by the xx

6. never grow old by the cranberries

7. runaway house city clouds by tame impala

8. dancing shoes by arctic monkeys

9. sun goes down by the raveonettes

10. come by adrianne lenker

why did you choose your url?

well, i am obsessed with virginia woolf and i wanted a name related to her somehow, so i remembered that one of her nicknames was ginny and that she also used to be called "the goat" by some of her closest relatives, like her sister, because she was a very mischievous, jumpy child, so i thought the two things put together would suit well and it did.

any side-blogs? if you have them, name them and why you have them

i do not have any, i tried to but it didn't work out hahaha.

how long have you been on tumblr?

i found out about tumblr in 2012 and created this blog, however i wasn't active at all, so i only started to truly be here in 2015, tho this current blog i only came back to in late 2017 (my previous blog from 2015 i deleted).

do you have a queue tag?

nay.

why did you start your blog in the first place?

to have a place where i could obsess over my interests (mainly musicians/bands, literature and movies/tv shows/actresses) and find out about new/related things.

why did you choose your icon/pfp header?

well, my icon is angel olsen, basically every 10 posts of mine 9 will be about her so hahaha she became my favorite singer back in 2017 and her songs mean a lot to me. i just really love her. and my header is from the movie the world to come, idk what it is about this film, it made me feel so many things, it was just so beautiful i can't even. i was not expecting to fall in love with it this hard but yeah astonishment and joy.

what's your post with the most notes?

i think it's this picture of angel.

how many people do you follow?

290.

have you ever made a shitpost?

hmm, i don't think so? i'm not sure i know what a shitpost is, honestly.

how often do you use tumblr?

daily, yeah.

how do you feel about "you need to to reblog this post"?

do i really?

do you like tag games?

i truly do!!! it makes me very happy when i'm remembered by my mutuals.

which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

idk?

do you have a crush on a mutual?

nay.

phone photo meme game: choose one photo from your camera roll without downloading to sum up your personality

this is me 24/7. when i'm happy, sad, nervous, excited, uncomfortable, freaking out in gay panic over dakota and vanessa etc. all of the emotions

hmm, i don't think i have 10 people to tag, but i'll try

@didyoulookunderthesofainhell @somekeepsakes @lipserviced @chaoticpleiades @martystlouis @angelolsengf @mitskisolsen @drugstoreperffume @theloveandthehorror

pls feel free to ignore this okays, no pressure whatsoever. take care!

[tcm]

Seeing Is Believing, or Is It? By Kim Luperi

“You can’t photograph people like that!” So cries Jane (Vanessa Redgrave) to photographer Thomas (David Hemmings) in a London park after she discovers him furtively taking pictures of her and a lover in BLOW-UP (’66). “Who says I can’t?” Thomas replies. “I’m only doing my job.”

The enigmatic BLOW-UP, Michelangelo Antonioni’s first movie produced outside his native Italy, follows restless, arrogant London photographer Thomas (who, along with Jane, is named in the treatment but not the movie) as he aimlessly goes about his day. After developing the photos he shot that morning, Thomas comes to the shocking realization that he’s captured a murder in the park.

Antonioni focuses on the relationship between an individual and reality in BLOW-UP, a departure from his norm of exploring dynamics between men and women. Revisiting the film recently led me to muse on the evolution of camera culture, the way BLOW-UP explores the disparity between illusion and reality and how relevant these topics remain today, particularly with the mediated images we so easily consume and create with technology at our fingertips.

Most people in the 1960s didn’t walk around with cameras at the ready (or a phone in their car), a far cry from Thomas the photographer – and the 21st century. Thanks to the rise of digital photography and smartphones, everyone is a click away from immortalizing an image. But as it does in BLOW-UP, this brings up the issue of privacy. After she spots Thomas snapping away, Jane argues: “This is a public place. Everyone has the right to be left in peace.” As a photographer, he feels it’s his right to take anyone’s picture – even without their consent – and the omnipresence of personal devices and reach of the internet blur those lines today; anything one does, whether in public or private, good and definitely bad, can be caught by a bystander and circulated online instantly. See: the riots at the U.S. Capitol in January 2021, police brutality and angry encounters in grocery stores during the coronavirus pandemic, just to name a few examples.

In a 1967 interview, Antonioni emphasized the importance of the images in BLOW-UP. Thomas, he said, “wants to see something more closely. But when he enlarges the object it breaks up and disappears. So there’s a moment when one grasps reality, but the next moment it eludes us.” I experienced this feeling recently, as the pixels of a photo broke apart as I zoomed in and strained to distinguish the minutiae. Like Thomas, by examining the image from another perspective, I walked away with a different sense of what I originally perceived. In Thomas’s case, this realization chips away at his carefree reality, especially when he comes to recognize his camera didn’t prevent a murder but rather captured the violence of one.

In an essay in Cahiers du Cinéma, Antonioni said of BLOW-UP: “I’m really questioning the nature of reality… one of its chief themes is ‘to see or not to see properly the true value of things.’” We watch Thomas struggle with this as he attempts to come to terms with what his camera caught. Today, people magnify small details of photos online to speculate upon, especially from major social, cultural and political events. Modern day technology also allows for easy photo manipulation, allowing edited images, oftentimes altered to suit a certain agenda, to circulate widely, fuel rumors and result in instant, widespread misinformation and skepticism, making it hard for the average person to discern what’s real and what’s fake. 

Like Thomas comes to realize, one photo does not tell the whole story. As Seymour Chatman observes in Michelangelo Antonioni: The Complete Films, “reality is always unconsciously constructed and constructed socially.” This describes how we interact with present-day social media. Memes such as “Instagram vs. reality” drolly divulge this concept using a perfectly composed photo next to a ‘real’ one. In BLOW-UP, Thomas manipulates reality in this way through his numerous photo sessions. On two occasions, we see him photograph stylized, high-fashion shoots that would yield perfect, Instagram-worthy photos today. We also watch Thomas produce arguably more realistic images, but through unscrupulous methods. At the start of the film, Thomas emerges from an undercover stint at a local flophouse where we later learn he secretly snapped photos, and we also observe his furtive photoshoot in the park. At no point during these four encounters does Thomas ever consider the morals of his method, either to the subjects or himself.

Thomas’s grasp on reality loosens near the end, especially after he revisits the park and sees the dead man whose murder he captured, fully, for the first time – but without his camera. Scrabbling, he tracks down his stoned agent Ron (Peter Bowles) at a party. “I want you to see the corpse,” Thomas tells him. “We’ve got to get a shot of it.” Does he want to confirm he isn’t seeing things? Or does he want to preserve the vulgar image for his photography book? Or is this his version of the 21st century expression “pics or it didn’t happen”? While Thomas was initially skeptical of the violence his camera photographed, now he’s unsure that he can trust his own two eyes, which raises the question, how truly can we rely on what we capture and see, especially when technology is involved?

BLOW-UP is available to stream on HBOMax

[blue-weekends]

music tag game + questions + phone photo meme game

i was tagged a while ago by the lovely @adrianne-lenker. thanks! here we go.

rules: we’re snooping in your playlist. put your entire music library on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, then choose 10 victims.

Dance Dance by Cage the Elephant

The Game by Echo & The Bunnymen

Southern Rain by Jake Bugg

The Headmaster Ritual by The Smiths

The Death of You and Me by Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds

I Don't Need Your Love by Brody Dalle

Na Na Na Na Naa by Kaiser Chiefs (i miss this band!)

If We Never Meet Again This Side of Heaven by Johnny Cash

Metal Postcard (Mittageisen) by Siouxsie and the Banshees

Pathetic by blink-182

why did you choose your url?

i decided to finally change it yesterday and had no idea what to put on... so i just went with Wolf Alice's third album, that i've been listening non stop since it came out. plus, the name sounds good and remakes me think about having the blues, which i always do.

any side-blogs? if you have them, name them and why you have them

i do have one and it's @vanessa-ives. a long time ago i decided to organize this blog with just music and musicians, so a created another one to post about movies, tv shows, art... AND EVA GREEN.

how long have you been on tumblr?

i feel ancient... since 2010.

do you have a queue tag?

nope.

why did you start your blog in the first place?

to obsess over music and musicians.

why did you choose your icon/pfp and header?

well... i've been listening to Wolf Alice a lot and i really adore Ellie Rowsell. i think she's amazing. and her looks just keeps getting better and better. i don't know if i want to be her or date her.

whats your post with the most notes?

a really ugly gif of Noel and Liam Gallagher from an interview in 1994 that i made a LONG TIME AGO. i was never good with ps, but i always tried (still do sometimes!)

how many people do you follow?

1068 - i'd say 80% of them are not even active anymore.

have you ever made a shitpost?

no, don't even know what that means.

how often do you use tumblr?

dailysh...? from time to time, i stay a while out of it. usually because i'm too busy with work and study.

did you ever have a fight/argument with a blog once? who won?

no, i rarely even talk to people.

how do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this post’?

i look at it and don't give a fuck. :)

do you like tag games?

yes! to me, it's a nice way o interact with mutuals and get to know people.

which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

i have no idea.

do you have a crush on a mutual?

no... not at the moment.

Phone Photo Meme Game: choose one picture from your camera roll without downloading to sum up your personality

i can't choose between these two:

ok. tag 10 people? i don't think i have any contact with that amount of people in here...

tagging: @ginnythegoat @bluevveekend @candromeda @elena-ferrante @holdoncallfailed @rule-britannia @glowinginahuddle @sonicyouth1990 @funeral-wave @hausderluge to the tagged ones that will propably wonder "who the fuck is this": hello! we're mutuals and i like your blog. :) to all the tagged ones: do it if you feel like it, of course. X

[makerofmadness]

i decided to start making incorrect Fnaf quotes again just for the heck of it. Probably gonna have some quotes I've used before but it's been a long time so eh-

(Basically I just use a generator to get quotes from but I put the characters in manually)

Roxy: Sometimes I talk to myself for no reason.  Roxy: Me too!

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Golden Freddy: Between Chica, Bonnie, Freddy, and Foxy -- if you had to -- who would you punch?  The Puppet: No one! They're my friends. I wouldn't punch any of them.  Golden Freddy: Freddy?  The Puppet: Yeah, but I don't know why.

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Gregory, grinning: Before you were what?  Vanessa: Before I was-  Gregory: What?  Vanessa: Before I was inter-  Gregory: Before you were interrupted?  Vanessa: Cut me off one more time and I swear I'll-  Gregory: What?  Vanessa: *makes frustrated sound*  Glamrock Freddy, nervously: Stop that. Before she hurts you.

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Bonnie: That’s the key slice of truth we need to complete the entire truth pie.  Chica: Ooh, can we get some actual pie?  Bonnie: I like the way you think. 

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Sun, near tears: Please, Gregory, I don’t speak meme! I don't know what a 'yeet' is!

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Daycare Attendant (either form): Well, needless to say. Uh-oh Spaghetti-os.

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Gregory: I'm so tired of this life. I want to be a roomba. I want knives taped to me. And I want to be set loose.

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Toy Freddy: I have a problem.  Toy Chica: Kill it.  Toy Freddy: Can you chill for like, two seconds?

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Michael Afton: *Picks up hammer and breaks ringing cell phone.*

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Toy Chica: He's the boy of my dreams!  Chica: You say every boy is the boy of your dreams.  Toy Chica: I have a lot of dreams.

(high school years be like-)

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Michael Afton: Didn't you die?!  Springtrap: That was years ago, son. Things change.

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Roxy: The only straight I am is a straight-up badass.

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The Puppet: I can’t tell if you’re a genius or just incredibly arrogant.  Golden Freddy: Well, on a good day, I’m both.

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Mangle: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I’ll wait.  Foxy: You and me!  Mangle: *tearing up* Ok.

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Michael Afton: There is no future. There is no past. Don't you see? Time is simultaneous, an intricately structured jewel that humans insist on viewing one edge at a time, when the whole design is visible in every fact.  William Afton: ...All I asked was if you wanted to cut your birthday cake first. 

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Bon-Bon: Wow, that was quick thinking on that phony sacrifice stuff.  Funtime Freddy: Oh, that was all real.  Bon-Bon: Wait, you were trying to help them kill us?!  Funtime Freddy: If I’m gonna be sacrificed, I’m gonna do it right.

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Helpy: Truth or dare?  Michael Afton: Truth.  Helpy: How many hours have you slept this week?  Michael Afton. Michael Afton: Dare.  Helpy: Go to sleep.  Michael Afton: I don't like this game.

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William Afton, to Henry Emily: I'll be under the mistletoe when you start feeling desperate! 

(dude just can't accept the divorce smh my head-)

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Golden Freddy: I can do anything I put my mind to. I once figured out Mike's phone number just by choosing random numbers.

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Elizabeth Afton: Why is our brother crying?  Michael Afton: He saw a leaf on the sidewalk and-  Crying Child: IT LOOKED SO CRUNCHY!  Elizabeth Afton: Please don’t say what I think you’re gonna say-  Crying Child: AND WHEN I STEPPED ON IT THERE WAS NO CRUNCH!  Elizabeth Afton: NO, NOT THAT!

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Crying Child: Unfortunately, due to several experiences in my youth, I cannot just 'walk up and join a circle of people talking', but it does sound lovely, thank you.

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Vanessa: Why are there little handprints all over the walls?  Glamrock Freddy, whispering: Why are there little handprints all over the walls?  Gregory, whispering: Because I have little hands.  Glamrock Freddy: Because he has little hands. -

Freddy: Who hurt you?  Michael Afton: *snorting* What, do you want a list?  Freddy ...Yes, actually.

(I like scenarios of "FNAF 1 but Mike talks" ok-)

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Toy Bonnie: Welcome to Fucking Applebees, do you want apples or bees?  Jeremy Fitzgerald: Bees?  Toy Bonnie: HE HAS SELECTED THE BEES!  Jeremy Fitzgerald: Wait-  *Toy Chica approaches, shaking a jar of bees menacingly* 

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William Afton: *gets set on fire and screams in agony*  William Afton: Nah, I’m just kidding. Fire does nothing to me.

(bastard-)

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Henry Emily: My expectations are low, but they can always go lower.

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Bonnie: I think I need a hug...  Freddy: Good thing I'm hug-shaped!  *45 minutes later*  Bonnie: You... you can let go now.  Freddy: No, I absolutely cannot.

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Golden Freddy: Is anyone going to tell me what's going on in here?!  The Puppet: It's kind of complicated, but Afton- Golden Freddy: Got it. Forget I asked.

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Ballora: If the thought of something makes any of you giggle for longer than 15 seconds, you are to assume you’re not allowed to do it.

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Ennard: Oooh, a train!  Michael Afton: We’re in a train station, Ennard.

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Chica: The best part of an oreo is the cookie part, not the frosting. Deal with it.  Golden Freddy: Darkness without light is an abyss. Light without darkness is blinding. You cannot have a coin with one side.  Foxy: YO SOCRATES! IT'S A FUCKING COOKIE!

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Gregory: You look like a corpse that was just pulled out of the river.  Roxy: Wrong. I look like a cool rock star who just OD'd in their own pool. Big difference.

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The Puppet: I am going to need you to swear-  Golden Freddy: Fuck.  The Puppet:  The Puppet: ...swear as in promise. 

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Henry Emily: I’m not so sure you’re stakeout material.  Michael Afton: I’m a chronic insomniac, I was born for this.

[xhudgenssistersconfessions]

Maybe she doesn’t love him anymore but it was traumatic for her and she hasn’t moved on from that yet.

maybe vanessa hasn't gotten over her relationship with austin and it doesn't mean she's in love with him but maybe she hasn't gotten over that a 9 year relationship ended that way and if that post is really >>for him<< it's kind of obvious that she's still hurt (by whatever happened), she may be happy with the cole but she may be hurt and disappointed yet at the same time no one knows how much time she needs to totally forget, everyone has their time

oh if I had a relationship for years and years with someone we ended up on the phone I think I would still have to talk to the person in person, like, not to come back, but to settle it once and for all, to end a relationship of 8/ 9 years and each from one side of the world must be tough, cheating or not, because no one knows what really happened, if she still hasn't gotten over it I understand her, she spent her 20s with a guy, living with him, thinking about getting married...as much as she seems happy with cole is what the other anonymous said she never showed us the vulnerable part of her, we don't know anything behind the scenes

She has also liked and reposted memes about being treated right and finding love after being hurt. It’s totally possible that being in a new (and according to her) healthy relationship makes her realize how toxic things were in the past. From personal experience, it does feel bittersweet.

[vxlkyrie]

Hi I love your work! Hcs about jay’s girlfriend being best friends with the girl’s of intelligence?

warning: mentions of alcohol

a/n: aww thank you! also i love this concept!

when jay first introduced you to the team, you were really nervous

are they going to like me? oh god, what if they hate me?

what if they think i’m boring? what if they think i’m weird?

what if they know i committed a crime that i didn’t even know about?

but once you were greeted with hugs from hailey, kim, and vanessa, you had a gut feeling that everything’s going to be alright

since that night, you started hanging out with the girls more

when the team would go out for drinks after a case, jay would bring you

only to be stolen by the girls

where you four would drink and gossip the night away

they’d ask you about yourself

how you met jay

and if he’s treating right

yes, even if they all work with him and had just met you

they would not hesitate to fight jay if he ever hurt you in any way

the girls would also tell you embarrassing stories about jay

even when jay would try to cover your ears, you playfully pushed him away, leaning in as you listened to every detail of every story

when the team was having dinner together, you’d sometimes bring the girls a little gift

whether it was jewelry, makeup, or gift cards

just a little appreciation for their kindness

you four would so have a groupchat

“bad bitches xo”

y’all would be sending memes all day

sending pics of jay and the other guys while they were working

hype each other up when y’all would send pics of your outfits before a date or was just feeling yourself that day

y’all would also send ugly photos of yourselves and save them and use them as memes lmao

when the four of your couldn’t get together, you guys have a group facetime call and just do whatever while talking to each other

occasionally, jay would pop in and say hi

which causes the girls to playfully tease him

you would laugh while giving jay a kiss

ignoring the girls making gagging noises over the call

y’all would definitely be hitting the clubs

all four of you would get ready at your place

helping the girls with their makeup and just getting everyone hyped up for a night of dancing

jay would watch you from the doorway, leaning on the frame with a smile on his face

happy that you were getting along with his coworkers and second family

at the club, y’all got really comfortable dancing on each other

you would be the girls’ wingwoman

but if a guy tries to make a pass on you, know that they would scare him away

oh my god you would totally have a sleepover with the girls

eating takeout and watching romcoms (while drinking wine and crying when the guy finally kisses the girl)

talking about your love lives and doing each other’s nails

when the girls got a day off, the four of you would start the day with meeting together for brunch

you would listen to the girls talk about cases and work in general as you all sipped on your mimosas

after, you would all go out shopping

walking around the mall and visit every store you can

you would pick out clothes for each other

cheer each other on as you all tried them on in the dressing rooms (yes, y’all would take mirror selfies and make them your phone homescreen)

“how much did you spend?!” jay exclaimed as he looked at the shopping bags that littered the floor by your closet

“i got you a new pair of jeans.” you cheekily smiled at him, dodging the question

getting to know the girls that jay worked with was the best thing to ever happen to you

you were happy to call them your close friends

maybe even your sisters

and when jay finally popped the question, you were excited to tell them that they were going to be bridesmaids