#not expecting this to do well BUT IDC SHE MEANS SO MUCH 2 ME I HAD 2 SHARE HER AND MELLO’S MOTHER-SON RELATIONSHIP

[almostthursdayy]

cringe death note oc posting what’s new

BIG PIECE of mello & my dn oc, M, more info about her right here 😈😈⤵️⤵️

i love her sm and i WILL talk extensively about her the second i’m given the chance. she’s literally the reason i got into death note so everyone say thank you M!

[piss-pumpkin]

💐Miscommunication and makeup

Older!dipper pines x reader (chapter 2)

~3.7k words

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A/n: I tried hard to avoid gender coding in this chapter, feel free to give me notes idk how I did. Makeup is gender neutral I’ll die on that hill idc

When you woke, it was because of him. A gentle jostling beside you startling you awake. Your eyes were still practically sealed shut, a layer of crust keeping you from opening them. You furrowed your brow as you wiped it away, pressing your eyes tight together.

”Sorry, Y/n,” Dipper whispered. His voice was still hoarse. 

You could only groan in response, rubbing your eyes with such a force that you could see changing colours through the eyelids. As you lifted your head off his shoulder, you immediately felt a pain shoot through your neck.  Perhaps sleeping sitting up with a crooked head was not the most intelligent of ideas. “What time?” you asked groggily.

Dipper stumbled over you to get off the bed, nearly tripping over the edge in the process. Against the odds though, he found his phone. You watched as he tapped the screen, and recoiled slightly from the light.    “Eleven-ish.”

You nodded, and rolled your neck. Whenever it bent to the right you felt an intense cramp. Fun. Still sitting on the bed, head straightened against the headboard now, you looked up at him. “Are you getting up?” you sighed. You weren’t sure you wanted the answer. 

He yawned, stretching his arms above his head. “May as well.” 

Once again, you groaned. “Ugh, fine,” you said, squinting up at him in an almost sour expression. You rolled along out of bed, standing up with him, stretching. 

You started to walk to the door, and noticed Mabel was absent from her bed, and her sheets and blankets were in a pile at the foot. Messy, the same condition you’d left Dippers. He followed behind you, then branched off to stumble almost blindly into the bathroom while you went to find your toothbrush in your bag. Unfortunately, you’d left that bag in the living room, meaning you’d have to speak to people before you brushed your teeth, washed your face, or even truly woke up. 

There were jumbled voices from the kitchen. People were talking, yes, but it was too early to comprehend the words from another room. 

You followed the noise, and found… Pacifica. Her and Mabel were talking at the table.  

When they saw you, they had the same reaction. “Y/n!” They said, nearly in unison. They looked at each other after, mouths open, acknowledging the telepathy.

Pacifica pointed at you, “Y/n, I told you earlier so you better remember, my birthday party tomorrow.”

You thought a moment, then recalled. June twentieth was her birthday. The date had already past, you just missed it when you came here, but lucky for you the party wasn’t on the actual day. “Yes, of course, how could I forget,” you grumbled.

”Great, I’m reminding you that you’re all invited. And you better come early so I don’t have to talk to my parents friends all night.”

“Pacifica, who do you take us for, I personally would never let such a fate befall you.” It was mostly true. You knew how insufferable her family could be.

Dipper walked in behind you. “Oh, the party, right?” He was still groggy, his voice low from sleep, but he looked a lot more awake then he did moments earlier.

Pacifica laughed, “Yes, that.” She turned back to Mabel for a moment before addressing the room. “Just remember it’s a lot smaller then the big annual party you guys always go to, this one’s at my actual house.” She scoffed at herself, and folded her arms across her chest in something close to shame. “So temper your expectations.”

Of course. She lived in a McMansion rather then a full manor, which was incredibly embarrassing to rich people. So much so, that to hide the shame, her family rented out their old house from McGucket for their bigger parties. 

Dipper smiled, “All your family’s parties are huge, Pacifica.” You rolled you neck, again trying to shake the soreness as they spoke.

Pacifica snickered, “Any party worth going to would look huge to you people.”

Dipper shook his head, a smile on his face.

This was all well and good, but you were still sore and gross. “It’s true Dipper, you have no culture,” you said, walking out to go brush your teeth. You heard a faint agreement from Pacifica as you left.

                                              …

As you came back to the living room, you saw Dipper laying back in the chair. 

Dipper perked you as you entered the room. “Oh, hey, Y/n!” He approached you almost hesitantly, and rubbed the back of his neck, “I was meaning to ask you, uh, wanna go to Pacificas party with me, and like hangout and stuff?”

Your mouth fell slightly open in a smile. Was he serious? He was just going for it? Maybe asking you out? Perhaps? It seemed you were wrong in your assumption that he was a coward, maybe he had more balls then you. He was red in the face and fidgeting anxiously. You started to answer but-

“-A-as, uh, friends, of course”

Fuck. You waved your hand and tried to hide any trace of disappointment from your face. “Yeah, of course!” you smiled, “Who else would be my date, Mabel? You fucking know she’s gonna pick like, six hot guys to pine after… and Pacifica has to talk to all her parents friends for half the night, there’s no saving her from that.” 

Dipper laughed lightly, “hard not to feel bad for both of them.” He ran his fingers through his hair a moment, face still flushed. “A-anyway, I gotta go find Mabel,” he stuttered, “see if she’s… alive.”

You squinted, “alright then, go check that. I’m sure it’s… urgent.” 

Dipper nodded, “very.” With that, he left in a hurry, and started upstairs, nearly running.

                                            …

Mabel was leaving her room, having just finished looking through her bags for a party dress. Turns out she forgot to bring one, unfortunately for her. 

It was when she was at the top of the stairs that she saw her brother, red in the face and speed walking towards her, making vicious eye contact. “Ugh, Dip?” She started, but her Dippers glare silenced her. 

He grabbed her by the sleeve and whispered, “Mabel, I’m going to die.”

”Um,” Mabel said, unimpressed. “Okay.” She let him pull her away from the stairs, out of earshot. Mabel was having a time. She was being led by the sleeve by a quite sweaty Dipper into their room. He sat her down, and sighed. “Okay Mabel,” he started, “what I’m about to say can’t leave this room, you have to promise not to tell anyone.”

Right away, this was a tad suspicious. “Uh, that’s-“

”Listen man, you gotta,” Dipper said, starting to pace around the room. “You gotta swear not to tell- you know what?” He turned around and pointed at his sister, “swear on Waddles not to tell y/n, okay?”

Mabel’s eyes widened, and her brow lifted into a curious expression. “God damn dude, okay,” she said, holding out her pinkie for him to shake. He took it gladly, clearly satisfied with himself. “I’m intrigued now, what is it?” She tapped her feet on the ground with restless energy as she sat on her bed, and listened to Dipper.

”Mabel,” he rasped, sounding close to death. “I fucked up really bad, Mabel.” He was pacing around the room anxiously. He was walking in a circle at the centre of the room, and retraced the floor so many times Mabel wondered if his footprints would be embedded in it by the days end. “Mabel I think I’m going to die.”

Mabel couldn’t help smile, and laugh a small laugh. “Okay, my dear brother, do you want to elaborate? Take a deep breath or two and tell me why?” She clapped her hands together at her chin, and pointed at him with them. “Or are we just going to be doing this all day?”

Dipper sighed, and wiped his face. He dragged his hands down his cheeks, pulling and contorting his features as he did it. “I asked Y/n to the party thing,” he said, pupils shrunk and eyes wide. He pressed his hands back to his cheeks, and pushed firming inward, putting as much pressure on his face as possible.

Mabel, depose her brothers dread, gasped. “WHAT?” she yelled, kicking her feet faster, and punching the bed at her sides. “How is that a bad-“

”As a friend,” he said, cutting her off.

Mabels face fell, and she but he inside of her cheek. “Don’t get my hopes up like that again, Dip.”

Dipper shook his head, and waved his hands in front of him. “That’s not the worst of it, somehow,” he said, turning away and covering his face. “I was so awkward about it.”

Mabel looked quizzically at him, but stayed quiet to let him speak. 

“I started out trying to just ask them, not specific if as like, my date or not…” Dipper turned around, red in the face to look at Mabel. “And I did, I did do it. I walked up to them and asked them,” he said, shaking his head. 

Mabel still wasn’t sure how he could have fumbled it. She knew her brother wasn’t the most socially intelligent, but it seemed like he was doing well, according to his story. 

“But I backed out,” he said, hanging his head. “As soon as I said it, I got scared, and before they could even respond-“ Dipper took a deep breath, and threw his hands out in front of him, gesturing wildly to Mabel. “-I said just as friends though, and clammed up, and rushed away, embarrassing myself.”

Mabel winced. It appears her brother did fumble it. “Okay, that’s not great,” she started.

”No it is not.” Dipper paced faster, “And I didn’t even get a chance to see how they reacted, I was so in my head I got no data from this either.”

”Bro, don’t call it data,” Mabel sighed “that’s weird. But uh, yeah, that’s kinda cringe of you.” 

Dipper stopped in front of her, “Thanks Mabel, you’re helpful as always.”

Mabel laughed, and laid back in her bed. “Dude, what do I even say to that! I have nothing to contribute to this situation!”

Dipper sighed. “Yeah… neither would I. 

Mabel left that interaction with a smile. She felt the pity, the empathy, and the undeniable urge to make fun of him, which she decided to do at a later date. She still had to find or make a dress for the party, that came first. 

She was thinking about what to do. She did have money, she could buy a dress from the mall and have fun shopping… but at the same time making one could be fun. Or she could borrow one from Pacifica at a way higher quality… 

Mabel was too deep in the maze of these three conflicting thoughts which seemed to baffle her. So deep in thought that she did not notice you, zoning out in the living room. 

“Mabel!” You said, snapping your fingers to get her attention. “Mabel guess what interaction I just had, that I am mentally recovering from.”

Mabel perked right up, stopping in her tracks. She muttered just quiet enough for you to hear, but not understand, “I don’t think I have to guess.”

”What?” You said, leaning forward in the chair to better hear her. 

“What happened, I said,” Mabel lied, coming in closer. She sat down on the arm of the chair. 

“You know Pacificas party, yeah?” You looked up at her, with a tired and exasperated smile. She nodded down at you, wearing a smile of her own. A smirk though, a knowing one. “Well Dipper asked me to go with him, right?” 

You looked over at her, expecting a reaction. Mabel did her best to feign surprise, every bone in her body wanting to go back on her promise to Dipper. She resisted though, and let you tell the story.

”But before I can even say yes and be all smooth about it, he say just as friends. Ugh. Life,” you say, leaning your head back. “Just as friends, what to think of that.”

”Yikes,” Mabel said. She had to bite the inside of her cheek to stop herself from saying more.

You took a deep breath, “I guess I should be flattered though, right? Cuz if he asked me as friends, then there’s nobody he wants to go with as more then friends, and I’m his first choice…” you looked over to Mabel, as if seeking confirmation in her big brown eyes. Much to your surprise, they have nothing away. 

Mabel could tell by a look that your mind was racing. 

“Oh god, or maybe he wants to go with me as friends cuz he’s to pussy to ask out somebody else he actually likes.” You whipped your head over to Mabel, your eyes wide with a thought you didn’t believe you were having for the first time. “Wait, do you think he could like Pacifica? Like I know she thinks he’s cute and has like, a thing for him, but… ugh he’d have a huge chance with her…”

Mabel bit her tongue. She did make a promise not to tell… but maybe she could suggest. “What if he likes you, but was too scared to ask you to be his date? Like that’s why he added the whole and friends thing after?”

You thought for a moment. “Hmm,” you thought aloud. “It’s a valid theory, but I’m not sure I like my odds.” 

Mabel sighed, “I think you’re odds are fine, honestly pretty good.”

”I see the possibility, I see the possibility,” you punched Mabel in the arm lightly. “Thanks, uh-“ you stuttered, not knowing if you had to say it. “A word of this to him and you’re dead.”

Mabel sighed, a small smile crossing her lips. “Yeah, I know the drill. Mabel was having a time, best friends with two of the largest idiots she knew.

                                            …

You were headed to Pacificas house, as she offered you free range of her family’s closet for the party. Mabel offered to make clothes with you, or go shopping, but this was easier. And Pacifica was a much busier person then Mabel, and you’d take most opportunities to hangout with her. 

The open road felt good, especially in gravity falls. In a small town like this, the roads were safe and easy, no highways and few mean drivers. Except you, on occasion.

Ford was in the passenger seat, nit picking. “Y/n, you forgot to shoulder check on that turn.”

”I really think that’s not true, actually, you just didn’t see.”

Ford laughed, “you tell the tester that when you go for your N and you’ll fail on the spot.”

You groaned, “Maybe the tester will see how well I shoulder check, and I won’t have to say that.” It was tough life only have a learners license. You were at the mercy of your driving teacher, who was unfortunately not Stan today. You got to break a lot more laws with Stan.

You pulled into Pacificas driveway, met by an impressive McMansion in front of you. It was nowhere near the size of the former Northwest manor, and Pacifica made sure you knew that, but it was still huge. Much larger then your home. Much larger then any home in your neighbourhood, or any other you’d been inside for that matter. 

You got out of the car, and Ford took the drivers seat. “I’d say your driving today was… adequate. It was fine, but you still need a lot of work.”

”I’ll take adequate, that’s still a win” you said, making a W with your hands as you walked backwards away.

”Well no, it’s a D+ grade,” Ford replied, “but I guess that’s a pass these days.” With that, he waved, and shut the door. With a wave back, you turned around to face the home.

The door had a fancy knocker, but you knew if Pacifica knew you thought that was cool, she’d say her old house had giant double doors. She was practically in love with one upping herself. You hit the knocker twice before trying the knob. It was of course, locked. Even though she was expecting you, she still had rich parents.

You heard a lock click, and then there she was. “Heyyy,” you said, stepping inside. You kicked off your shoes, and the floor was cold on your feet. 

“Heyyyy,” she said back. Her hair was pushed back in a thick and poofy hair band. “Come on, let’s have a fucking makeover montage,” she laughed, leading you to her room. Despite her claiming this was a poor person house, you had to ascend large and grand stairs in the foyer to get there.

As you got to Pacificas room, you went to flip down on her bed. Incredibly soft. “What do you mean makeover, I thought I was just getting clothes?”

Pacifica chuckled, and stared to open her walk-in closet, looking at shoes. “I thought that too, but then I had a second thought-“

”That’s impressive, for you,” you cut in.

”Ha, Ha,” she laughed sarcastically. “You say that like you’re any better.” She poked her head out of the closet to sneer at you, and you sneered back happily. “But I was thinking, why stop at clothes?” 

You sighed, and got up to follow her to the closet. “Well alright, what are you thinking then?” you asked, knowing whatever she had planned was inevitable. 

She beamed at you, “The full kit, colour matching, accessories, shoes, makeup, styling… if you want that is…” she trailed off at the end, but her eyes still held hope. As much as it seemed like a lot, why say no? What was the fun in that? 

“Alright, I’m game,” you nodded. As you did, Pacifica practically jumped. “I’m kinda indecisive though, so you lead?”

Pacifica nodded eagerly, “of course.” She bounded over to the clothing wracks and began to rifle through. “You have no idea how fun this will be for me, I love planning outfits for parties.”

”Consider this an extra birthday gift then, I guess. Go wild, I’ll wear whatever.” You followed her, and gazed at the array of fabrics.

She snickered, “in that case, I’ll even do a makeup look for you, all original…ish.” She was still staring at the clothes, looking up at them pondering. “For starters, are we thinking dress or suit, because I have both and both would look hot on you.”

That was a question you had to think very hard about.

As the night went on, she had you try shoes, jewels, and specifically colours to find the perfect combinations. And plus, it was incredibly nice to spend so much time with her, catching up and resuming your friendship after the school-year gap. She was still her. Still a little snobbish, but well meaning, and quite endearing. And for reasons unknown, Pacifica was good  like at this, and when she was done with the clothing and you looked in the mirror, you struggled to think of a time you looked better and it felt this natural. 

“Alright, now that that’s sorted,” Pacifica said, several hours after you started, “Makeup, if you’re still down.

You yawned, it was getting late. “Yeah, alright. Can I stay over?” 

Pacifica laughed, “need you ask? Of course!” 

“Alright, I’ll wash my face and text my aunt,” you said, going to her bathroom. She had some very high end looking facial cleansers. Your aunt Susan was very okay with it, the laid back woman she was. You made sure to thank her. You texted Dip too, letting him know you won’t be able to read with him… if he was even up. You didn’t linger on the phone long enough to see if he was.

Coming back, you were sat on her fancy couch, the kind with one armrest and wood carved legs. She sat at the vanity, looking through her makeup and hair products. “Alright… are you going to do the makeup now, and then again tomorrow for the party?”

”Yeah, I wouldn’t make you sleep in it.” She walked over with a handful of hair things and face things, too many for you to identify any individually. “Same with your hair. Think of today like the trial run, and tomorrow I’ll iron out any kinks… and probably get my makeup artist to do it for you.”

”You have a makeup artist?” you asked as she started to pick though what to do first.

”Yeah, I have to look professional, represent the family, you know.”

”The why get so good at doing it yourself?” She was already applying things to your face, and you didn’t question her methods.

”So I know what I want and what to ask for,” she said. “Like for you, I’ll take a picture of it and just show her, and she’ll do it better.”

You nodded instinctively.

”Hey, hold still!” Pacifica hissed. “I almost smudged shit.”

You hummed a quiet “Mmmhmm, sorry,” tiredly. The best part was when she did your eyeliner, because you got to close your eyes.

When she finished, you looked stunning. You couldn’t rub your eyes, but it was worth it. Pacifica made a few notes on what she did, and took a picture of your face. “Alright, we’re free. I’ll get you some makeup remover.”

”Mmm, thanks you.”

You laid your head back, and shook out the styling from your hair. It had some glitter in it, which fell on the sheets of Pacificas bed. You’d sweep that up later. 

Pacifica came back to find your head on one of her pillows. “Hey, don’t fall asleep yet, don’t get crusty.” 

“Fine,” you muttered. No crusty for you, and you had to be at the best for the party. You laughed to yourself. The best for a bunch of rich people, and your just as friends date. Tomorrow night was set to be interesting, at least. 

Next chapter

Hope I didn’t fem code the reader. Anyway. Pacifica is fun to write for me, I like to put her in whenever I can, even if as a character it’s likely she’d be pretty busy.

[alwaysahiccupandastrid]

I watched TBOSAS today (Sunday) and I’m sadly not very well (bad cold or flu), but I wanted to try and make a little post to appreciate the film/give my thoughts.

I saw the first three Hunger Games movies on opening weekend during my teens - the only one I didn’t watch at the cinema was Mockingjay Part 2, because it coincided with my GCSE mocks and some other stuff I had going on. I saw the first one twice at the cinema, once on opening weekend with one friend and then a second time with my then-best friend a few weeks later; I saw CF and MJP1 with my younger sister on opening weekend because it’s one of the few series we both love and so it’s one of the few things we can both enjoy together. My point is that I’m a huge THG fan, have been since I read the first book in late 2011 when I was 13 - I even still have my Mockingjay pin that I bought in March 2012 from Waterstones that I still wear!

Anyway, I read TBOSAS during lockdown, my sister bought the book and let me read it after she did, so this has been one of my most anticipated movies of the year!

!Spoilers below!

I was ill when I watched it and I’m even iller now but I’ll try to remember as much as I can

I LOVED IT

I’m glad they made Coriolanus Snow hot because I felt so conflicted watching him and that’s EXACTLY what was needed for the character, he’s got this beautiful exterior but he is POISON inside

Rachel Zegler was AMAZING by the way, I’m not her biggest fan by any means but I say fuck the haters

Hunter Schafer as Tigris was AMAZING casting, she really needs to shine away from Euphoria because damn she was so good in this film

Just in general casting ATE in this movie; Viola Davis, Peter Dinklage, Jason Schwartzman etc

Tigris was spot on: “I wouldn’t sing a note for you” and pointing out that Coryo needed to get Lucy Gray’s trust in order to help her win

Arachne Crane deserved death, idc 🤷‍♀️

NO ARACHNE FUNERAL LIKE THE BOOK?!?

The fact that the tributes were just dumped in a zoo and put on display like animals?!? Compared to six and a half decades later where the tributes are glammed up and treated like royalty, even allowed to train before entering the arena??? I love how starkly different it is

I won’t lie, Lucky Flickerman stole the film whenever he was in the scene 😭😅 absolute scene stealer?!?

Lucky trying to cancel his dinner reservations on night 1 of the games because “this is taking longer than I expected” 💀

Also telling one of the mentors not to puke on the floor after their tribute was killed?!?! Iconic really

“Those drones really are not very good” - PLEASE 😭

You can definitely tell Lucky is an ancestor of Caesar lol

The bow and arrow when Coryo enters the arena?!?! 👀🏹

Coryo killing Bobbin was BRUTAL. He could have stopped after the first hit, that was self defence - but he carried on and kept hitting him. It was definitely a huge moment

I obviously knew Wovey wasn’t going to survive, but god DAMN it 😭 DID THEY HAVE TO MAKE HER SO SWEET AND LIKEABLE?!? She just wanted to go home, and those were her last words before she was killed by the snakes 😭

Coryo really cheated just so Lucy Gray could survive, and it still has me questioning whether he cares for her or if it is just to do with the Plinth prize? 🤔

“What are the Hunger Games for, Mister Snow?” And all I can think about was him explaining in the original HG movie why there’s a Victor, why they don’t just kill 24 kids at random:

THE SNAKE SCENE IN THE ARENA WHERE LUCY GRAY SINGS?!? ASDFGHJKL THIS IS CINEMA

The Games felt so much more primal and sad, like you could tell all of them were just trying to survive, even Coral who seemed to target Lucy Gray ruthlessly but then before her death made the comment that it can’t have all been for nothing…

The fact that Gaul didn’t want to call an end to the games even though Lucy Gray was the final survivor, and it was only when the other mentors were chanting to let her out, to call it, that she finally did it…

I nearly lost my shit during the first hanging scene because I suddenly remembered that THIS was what the Hanging Tree song was based on; “they strung up a man they say who murdered three” “dead man called out for his love to flee” etc. And that is EXACTLY what happened, right to a tee: the man protesting his innocence, calling for his love to go…

Listen I may be REALLY off, but the meadow where Coryo and Lucy Gray met up again… is it the same meadow from the final scene in Mockingjay P2 with Everlark and their kids?!?

It probably isn’t but it reminded me of it idk

THE KATNISS PLANT - FORESHADOWING 😭 “it’s not ready yet” “things change fast” ASDFGHJKL

SEJANUS PLINTH YOU HAVE ALWAYS DESERVED BETTER 😭 knew it was coming but I was so sad

The scene where they hang Sejanus was so chilling, because the birds (i think they were Jabberjays and not Mockingjays but I could be wrong?) repeated his blood curdling calls for help as he was hung, like I was so haunted by it afterwards

No wonder Coriolanus Snow hates the fucking birds, Jesus Christ

THE CABIN AND WOODS SCENES?!?

The absolute tonal shift when he finds the guns, when Lucy Gray remarks that she’s the only loose end as if it’s a taunt, a challenge etc.

Coriolanus running through the woods, screaming “AFTER EVERYTHING I HAVE DONE FOR YOU?!?” - it just SCREAMS toxic relationship quite frankly, like whether you believe there was any genuine love at all or not, it just screams how toxic the relationship was between them. It was doomed from the start frankly

I was so concerned that the film would make it clear whether or not he killed Lucy Gray, but thankfully they left it ambiguous just like the book. Did one of his bullets hit her? Did she fly free?

It’s so interesting that Lucy Gray and her games were completely and utterly wiped, there was no trace of them - but her songs, her art, survived even after she disappeared. Songs like the Meadow song and the Hanging Tree survived and were passed on through District 12, becoming part of their culture - Snow couldn’t destroy that, no matter how hard he might have tried

Someone on Twitter made this comment and I agree:

Also YES, I noticed that Tigris called him “Coryo” until their last scene together, and then it was “Coriolanus” 😭 and also the fact that she warned him not to turn into his father, his father had hate in his eyes… and then at the end, she sadly tells him “you look like your father, Coriolanus” 😭

The small little hints of the man Coriolanus Snow is in the original series though??? The roses, the Katniss plant Easter egg, etc. And then there’s the fact we see glimpses of what later became his preferred method of killing his enemies - poison. He put poison in the compact and gave it to Lucy Gray, and then he poisoned Casca Highbottom… it’s just so fascinating to think of who this young 18 year old becomes later on, the way he changed over the course of the next 64 years and how those changes came directly from what happened in this story.

Ending the film with Donald Sutherland’s delivery of “It’s the things we love the most that destroy us” from the original movies?!?! FUCK YEAH I WAS THIS CLOSE TO SCREAMING

Honestly it’s got to be VERY hard to play a younger version of a Donald Sutherland character, but especially this one because that man KILLED the part in the films, but I think Tom Blyth did a really good job and I could definitely see hints of the older Snow being included in his performance, like I could genuinely believe it was the same character?

The fact that 64 years later a dark haired girl from District 12 wearing a mockingjay pin and singing songs once sung by a girl he thought dead absolutely fucked his life up?!? We love to see it. It’s like Lucy Gray gave him a middle finger lol

I’ll be honest, as soon as we left the cinema I said to my sister “the only thing is now I want to watch the original four Hunger Games movies” 😭

That’s all I can think of right now because I’m very feverish, I’ve got work in the morning and it was also a long film so there was a LOT going on, but I absolutely LOVED IT. The Hunger Games has truly been the only franchise that has a prequel that has been nearly universally loved and accepted by the fans, Suzanne Collins is truly amazing.

[atopvisenyashill]

🇵🇸 🇵🇸 🇵🇸 🇵🇸 🇵🇸 🇵🇸 🇵🇸 🇵🇸 🇵🇸 🇵🇸 🇵🇸 🇵🇸 🇵🇸 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🇵🇷🐢🏝️ i got tired of complaining constantly on my main blog (@thewingedwolf is me!) about how sansa and rhaenyra did nothing wrong and also i needed a way to organize my theories and stuff. yes i have read all the books. yes i have (unfortunately) seen the whole show. yes i have seen all of hotd as well. so here we go. my stances are this, so you have an idea what to expect:

i am a catelyn, sansa, brienne, elia, lyanna and rhaenyra stan FIRST and a person SECOND

i would die for Gaemon Palehair, Lady Essie, and Sylvenna Sand, those are my canon OCs, and that’s why they’re my header.

maegor rhaena and aerea also could have saved westeros & jaehaerys should have been aborted in the womb.

Sansa and Bran are my favorites! I am a Sansa will be Queen in the North truther and a Bran will be the King in Harrenhal conspiracy theorist, It Is Heavily Foreshadowed In The Text and I stand on that!!

I'm well aware Rhaenyra has plenty of faults, I am saying that the greens (as in, the characters) do not like her because of her gender, and not for stuff she does that’s actually wrong, also, idc that she did all of that i simply think she’s fun.

Helaena really IS the one who did nothing wrong tho.

i am a Dark Daenerys believer. no, i don’t hate her - in fact, i really love her, although i do hate her show counterpart - I just think her arc is heading towards a dark path and being a villain protagonist is the more interesting route for her character.

House Martell will rise or I will piss in old man germ’s cornflakes.

I Will talk about the racism Dorne faces in the text and outside of it and neither your favorite house nor my favorite house is exempt from this. If you have a problem with that, keep it to yourself bc i do not care 🙏🏽

i multiship!! just bc i ship it doesn’t mean i think it’s gonna happen in the series, i just like the dynamic!!

i am in fact the annoying book jonsa truther they warned you about. i will Stay bitter about this. argue with the wall.

with that said, i also like theonsa, throbb, daemyra, laenyra, rhaewin, nedcat, braime, briensa, and a million other ones. faves listed here. several of them are dead dove-esque; what can i say, that's just george's style.

you decide whether it’s romantic or platonic when it’s an incest one, my opinion changes by the hour & im gonna fight grrm for making me think this much about incest.

i don’t like jonerys!!!!!! i'm sansan & sanrion ambivalent and i simply do not care about littlefucker like that. i would say i’ve thought positively about basically every other ship.

I JUST FINISHED A REREAD and i Have started a rewatch of the tv series as a form of torture.

i first read this series when i was 16 in like 2012-2013. i love to bitch about the takes i’ve seen. i sometimes reblog really old ass graphics bc they deserve new life even tho the creators are long since deactivated. i sometimes make graphics that look like they’re from 2014 bc we should bring that style back dammit i hate the typography movement going on rn.

big on tagging triggers so lmk (i’ll tag for all characters & major triggers but i’m fine with adding a specific one if asked and don't worry about it being a "weird" trigger - if sean bean's face or knives or wolves or whatever trigger you, i'm happy to tag for that!). my spoiler policy is that i’ll tag everything from this season as “hotd spoilers” and any of the Big Events with “episode title spoilers” but i can’t guarantee I can be consistent longer than like 2 days though i will try!! i Will be talking about any book canon events tho, the books have been out for years either you know how to avoid them or you know everything, i’m not tagging that.

i have a tag page that is more organized than the slapdash nonsense on this post, feel free to check it out here.

i may sound angry but i promise i am genuinely just here for a laugh. i just have resting bitch voice and no feel for tone and use the word fuck too much. it’s fine and unserious.

[cartoonrival]

kakashi and ummmm spins wheel akane from r1/2

kakashi

i dont really talk about kakashi and theres not really a reason for that beyond i dont super have anything intelligent to say about him but i do really love him ToT i dont think he works BETTER as part of a dynamic bc that implies i dont care for him much on his own but i think his character shines BEST as part of a dynamic... in pt 1 he was one of the characters who most most emphasized how young the team 7 kids were and it makes me SICK it makes me sick seeing how much he loves them, the way he talks to them and about them like theyre really children and he cares about them so much and has loved watching them grow up and helping them train, i looove how the chidori becomes one of sasuke's signatures after kakashi taught it to him and how excited naruto gets about getting to train with kakashi again and how kakashi was disappointed at the start of shippuden that naruto and sakura werent as easily amazed by him anymore and he had them try and steal the bells from him again as a little welcome back exercise .... and when he watched the three of them defeat kaguya together he was thinking how much he loved them .... BWAAAAAAAA

and and. i think his relationship with guy honestly balances his relationship with the kids rly well because we get to see him as a protective figure with them but with guy he's talking to someone whos his age and on his level and who he's known for like 2 decades, obviously not to say he never lets loose or relaxes or is irresponsible with the kids but the way he is with guy and the childish competitiveness of their rivalry (which he acts like he's annoyed by but this is obviously not true) is just idk. i like seeing that other facet of him. i think the race through konoha that ended w guy giving him a bouquet was an anime original scene but idc it was so cute and i think it was lee and neji who said smth about them finally being able to have fun and let off steam or w/e. augh. yeah.

ALSO esp in the anime i love how noticeably his tone of voice shifts when he's talking to someone ranked above him when he's usually so nonchalant and casual its something something about how he used to be part of the black ops. idk idk i rly love him and i love how he has pretty distinct facets of himself that come out depending on who he's interacting with it makes him feel very real. he's laid back but on edge and kind and blunt. ill be honest though i dont care about the stuff w obito and rin im sick of that dead girl and that man whos still obsessed with her!!!! but its ok because i love you kakashi.

akane

SHES EVERYTHING .TO ME. as with all of r/2 i think her struggles with bisexuality (ambiguous) couldve been carried further and her martial arts abilities kind of fell off towards the end which SUCKSSSS AND MAKES ME SO MAAAAD but anyways. she gets a lot of hate for being a jerk BUT LIKE. YEAH? she's scared and angry all the time and doesn't know who she is and is afraid of who she is and everyone's telling her she's living wrong so she's forcing herself into a box where she doesn't fit because she's afraid of nonconformity and she takes that fear out on the person closest to her and the one person who might actually understand what she feels. because it is so scary to admit that you are not what you are supposed to be and intimacy and honesty are so much scarier than bullying someone who'll do it right back. she's been engaged at 16 years old and burdened with the expectation that she'll marry ranma and carry on the legacy of her father's beloved dojo, and now she's been thrown in to this situation where she is forced to confront her wayward sexuality head on and directly in front of her entire family.

will say though possibly unpopular opinion. i dont like transmasc akane reads .. i think shes cis. she has a tomboy thing going on (meaning characters (mostly ranma) make fun of her for being boyish and violent and she has an arc about cutting her hair and no longer growing it out as assurance of her own femininity even though she really prefers it short) but i dont think taking "this female character has some issues with not being seen as feminine enough because of her behavior/struggles with not tying her worth to how feminine she is" should be immediately taken as "this character is not a girl" because i think the potential for her gender nonconformity (esp in relation to her bisexuality) is just as valuable a theme, especially considering r/2 already has very potent transfem (ranma) and transmasc (ukyo) stories. idk "this character has some not traditionally feminine tendencies -> cannot be a girl" doesnt sit right with me. in any series other than r/2 it wouldn't bother me because people can take little tidbits of possible transgenderism as they'd like, but since the trans themes are already so potent in r/2 i tend to lean towards more realistic interpretations of the characters and i dont feel like "akane doesnt fit into traditional femininity and is therefore not [fully] a girl" is reaaally a win. expectations and gender roles are a huge theme in r/2 and i think its valuable seeing how they impact a cis girl as it is how they impact trans people in terms of determining what even MAKES someone a girl or a boy. is it what you wear? what you do? how you talk? these are genuine questions that r/2 asks and i feeeeel that transmasc reads of akane kind of respond to these questions in a really surface level way. this is the reason for the slash over the everyone else is wrong box. because not everybody thinks this and i know some reliable akaneheads (hi jordan)

[weirdcat1213]

another day another week ANOTHER FUCKING VOLUME-

okok lets relax

vol 11 thoughts

chap 1:

you know i barely remember this so it should be fun :D

-CHAPEL IDC IF THIS A FLASHBACK BUT THE TF OUT OF MY HOUSE

-"all he did was to shoot you in the spine" lmao elendira calling legato a baby is my favorite thing

-you know what girlie youre so right- oh a joke? damn it

-ily zazie, youre so cool

-VASH SLEEPING IN THE CAR :D

-oh hey brad is here

-ah NO NOT THE AFTERMATH MOMENTS NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

-brad, brad, honey....he knows

-why is my poor baby apologizing :c

-i mean brad's fears are valid and all but HE DOESNT KNOW AND WE KNOW AND VASH KNOWS AND ITS ALL JUST REALLY SAD

-GIVE MY MAN A BREAK LMAO XD

-also i can relate to livio here cuz rn my environment is too trusting and im so paranoid about security like yeah vash, i would never sleep in the back of a car of someone whom i just met you dumbass-

-shut up literally shut up

-fair

-Ion Blaster TM time :3

-final phase you say-

-oh....oh no. vash, this is gonna be one of those moments where you sigh and curse knives for being kinda right

-oh he angy xd

-OHH RIGHT YEAH

-yeap...they are fucked atm

-OMG ITS THEM THEYRE COMING YIPPYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY :D

chap 2

-THEYRE ALMOST HEREEEEE

-catch me being that guy when the end comes (just a dude in a coat with a hat playing music, thats gonna be me)

-oh god no, the worst and most boring thing you could do is to label knives as a terrorist. the guy is so much more and that word just doesnt fit him

-yes thank you! no time for nonsense

-THERE SHE IS HEY GIRLLLLL ITS BEEN SO LONG, TOO LONG, YOU LOOK SO PRETTY :3

-MILLY MY BELOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED

-when was the last time we saw them? 2 volumes ago?

-"i would never would have imagined this. that the world could change so fast" and that goes on the list of "timeless trigun things" or TTT for short

-:c

-wait so...transphobe guy? get yeeted

-oh...oh i didnt remember...oh i will cry

-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh the reunioooooooooon

-look at their fucking faces, they missed each other so much

-tbh if i met the most jesus-allegory guy ever, then lost trail of where or how he was for 2 volumes of a manga ,to find him later in the middle of a silly fight i would also cry

-that scene with the pieces of earth announcement makes me kinda sad, no one will come for us

-geesus christ

-ohhh kinda pretty tho, looks like a phoenix

chap 3:

-"its all happening so fast" yeah sorry dude, its a trigun tradition

-HE LOOKS SO HAPPY, HIS DUTY (according to him) OF PROTECTING THE PEOPLE IS ALMOST DONE

-"do you want me to come along?" he would be the best person to go to public places when you are too anxious to talk to strangers

- NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO DONT ASK PLS NO

-livio honey what was the idea here "oh you guys seem like you liked him. i actually killed him. well not me but also me. im sorry"

-milly my girl is cursed to be the 1st and og wolfwood stan in any version. we feel your pain girl

-LMAO THE NOTE ABOUT ZAZIE XD

-AWWWWWWWWWWWWW :3 A BAG OF LITTLE THINGSSS

-NOT VASH CARRYING FIGURINES AROUND, HES LIKE ME FR FR WITH MY KEYCHAINS

-also ofc he has rare figurines, the man has had enough time to look for it lmao

-ok but imagine if vash actually had lost the coins xd

-the pressure and guilt livio must feel rn. his brother died trying to protect him and he has the official Vash Thinks Youre Cool stamp. he has to change cuz if he doesnt he would throw all of that away and really stop being human

-you did good brad

-"must be lonely" im eating my own arm

-oh im really crying over this, ok, fun

-i also dont know what to do vash the stampede but im begging you to ASK FOR HELP YOU MFFFFFFFFFF

-AH SHIT ZAZIE NO

-AH FUCK ITS HIM

chap 4:

-july 20th? ah great, july 20th-21st is cursed here too

-rad as hell as always

-huh, i expected knives to just yeet them on sight

-i would say him and humans are pretty much alike but ok, sure,hm

-i love her being suspicious of legato 1st xd

-i wonder how can this go wrong, seems like a solid plan

-oh right...him

-YEAH GO GET HIM >:3

-oh...oh thats so cool. like his body doesnt work...but he controls it...but not in the same way a human would...wow

-OH BEAUTIFUL EYE HOLY SHIT THATS BEAUTIFUL

-GATE CONSUMING STUFF YOU SAY.....HMMMMM I WONDER WHERE I SAW THE SAME TRIGUN CONCEPT-

(side note: "you still dont know how to control your gate" SO THATS HOW IT LOOKS WHEN YOU CONTROL IT? IT ONLY CONSUMES/CREATE WHAT YOU WANT?? ORANGEEE)

-MAGIC BULLETSSSSSS

-LMAO THE HOLE XD

-vash you cant say shit about silly haircuts im sorry

-also "new hair new outlook"...........i will curl myself into the moon

-they forgor

-who are you

-also ngl i never got the idea of what the coins did so lets find out

chap 5:

-SHES FUCKING HERE REJOICEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

-wait wdym neural blocking programs

-LMAO XD

-LIVIO IS SO SCARED AND WITH REASON

-just the two of us :3

-i love his game face and then its just "ugh i cant do this" xd

-"fight vash the stampede fight" me cheering vash on in stampede

-vash i love you but you cant call my wife a bitch, thats not polite

-oh livio, oh i didnt get to appreciate you too much on my 1st read but come here man, come here. youre doing great

-they have officially trauma bonded :3 (ik thats a terrible oversimplification but leave me alone)

-"is it possible for something created by humans to completely break away from their creators?" yes next question

-OH NO IS THIS THE VOLUME WITH *THAT SCENE*?

-"you really have become a crybaby" and im glad cuz she was always so serious with her job and all, now she can express her feelings more

-STOPPPP THIS ALWAYS GETS ME CUZ AHHHHHH STOP

-AH NAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH :C

-...........and thats story is technically stampede but anyway jajajajaja :D

-the prettiest eyes

-FUNNY ENOUGH HE DOES LOOK LIKE A BUG

-OH ITS TIME ITS FUCKING TIME HOLY SHIT

chap 6:

-the title :c

-liviooooooo :c

-HEY! my boi can still kick your ass >:[

-DONT YOU EVEN *DARE*

-just leave him out of this pls

-i love that he still considers himself human <3 i want to think wolfwood taught him that indirectly

-FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT

-I MEAN YES YOURE RIGHT BUT CAN YOU NOT???

-huh, the silhouette kinda looks like wolfwo- *gunshot*

-i love knowing exacty what livio is thinking rn

-aww :3

-liviooooooooooo :c

-his cowboy era is about to start im so proud of him :')

[zvdvdlvr]

⭐ -> star! ships. send your sexuality, gender, and a description of yourself and what fandoms you're in. ( as long as i'm in said fandom lol ) ill ship you with 1 or 2 characters!

i have long wavy black hair and dark chocolate brown eyes. i like spring a lot! especially because flowers start blooming around that time and i think flowers are lovely. i also really like to doodle. it’s fun, it’s quick, and  it’s relaxing!! but art in general is one of my passions. also music is almost always playing in the background whenever i do things.  and i really love rom coms and romance novels!! idc if it’s really cheesy, i just think it’s cute! i definitely believe in true love, even if i don’t think i might be able to meet mine. my favorite color is maroon! i’m also a virgo and i value my grades a lot and that can spiral in the wrong direction at times. i’m also short, 5”1 to be exact, and people tell me that i have small hands. i love high fives though, so i get that comment quite a lot. my love language is either touch or words of affirmation. i’m leaning towards words of affirmation but touch does help keep me grounded. i occasionally wear rings but i always my earrings and this one necklace. and i’d like to think that i’m a nice person! i really like to explain things to people if they don’t understand a topic and i’m pretty good at it too. i have really high expectations for myself and sometimes if i don’t meet that expectation i breakdown. i tend to cry easily, it’s not okay and is something that i’m working on. i’m bisexual and i’m in harry potter, marvel, and outer banks! it’s fine if you can’t do this and i’m sorry for writing so much! 

ily jules! congratulations on the milestone and take care xx

Hello angel :)) ily more, and you take care as well. i hope you enjoy!!

From the Harry Potter Universe, I ship you with...

James Potter!

(depending on your image of James <3)

𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 would totally poke a little fun at your height, but he's made it clear he finds it endearing and he doesn't wish to upset you if he says something mean. Whenever he sees flowers, he thinks of you! While in school, James would always admire any and all nature forms with 'i know yasmine would adore this <333". Absolutely 100% will do/help you with homework, depending on the subject; James feels bad whenever he sees you cry, and he'll do anything to keep you from crying if he can help it :((( <333. Praises and gives you feedback about everything (they don't call him James motormouth Potter for nothing smh). Loved holding your hand because of how small they are and its a way for him to calm down. Will drop everything to make sure you're okay, it doesn't matter where you both are at. Loves when you ask for his input on jewelry and will spoil you rotten 🥰

(i'm only on season one of obx, so im so sorry if this is bad!)

From the Outer Banks universe, I ship you with:

Kai Cerrara!

Ok but 𝐊𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐚 would probably love doing your hair because "it's literally so pretty, shut up!" Dancing to music on the beach or in a boat is a must, Kie definately tells you something like "ur legally required to sing cheesy love songs with me while we shimmy and dance around falling further in love with each other" idk I wasn't there 🤷. Kiara lovesss when you give her your random doodles/sketches :'( and would never throw them away. Asks you questions about things you like and know a lot about so she can hear your pretty voice explain things to her <3. I HAVE A BLURB IDEA: snuggling with Kie and her resting on your shoulder while you both read a romance novel or smth 😕❤️❤️ Would also get matching sets of like earrings, bracelets, necklaces, etc. Loves complimenting you :)

From the MCU, i ship you with...

Yelena Belova!

𝐘𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐚, for one, adores any and all piercings you have- specifically ear piercings. I feel like Yelena also would love braiding your hair and matching outfits and jewelry with you. Watching romance/comedy movies are a must, since Yelena missed out on... a lot when she was brainwashed. Loveloveloves any and all affection you show her, and would be someone to give you random high fives whenever you do something you're proud of. Yelena would often buy small plants (pink polka dot, succulents, anything really) she thinks you'd like (but small enough to be kept out of Fanny's reach). If you both were bored one day and you were laying on the couch, Fanny asleep on your lap. "Wanna watch a movie, detka?" Yelena asked, flopping on your opposite. Immediately a large smile spread across Yelena's face at the speed of which yasmine's stetchbook and pencil were discarded and replaced with the remote. "You choose," Yelena requested, pulling the shared fluffy maroon blanket up to her neck.

Please keep in mind this is only my second ship, so I apologize if this is bad!! ❤️

[juyomiao]

HEY MY LOVE HOW WAS KPOP LUX ??? IM SO HAPPY I GOT TO FIND AN ONLINE STREAMER 🤞🏻🤞🏻🤞🏻 THEY WERE ALL SO SO GOOD BUT I LITERALLY HAD TO CALM MYSELF DOWN AFTER XIKERS PERFORMED 😭 their stage presence is CRAZY

- 🦊

IT WAS AMAZING I LOST MY VOICE I CANT SPEAK SINCE IT ENDED BUT IT WAS SO WORTH IT

YES XIKERS WERE AMAZING LIKEEEEE they managed to hype up the crowd so well despite having the 'responsibility' of being the 1st group to perform

stayc slayed too both them n ive had literally everyone dancing to their songs it was so nice to see . ALSO they covered love shot ,, such a good day to be a lesbian

CRAVITY . my god cravity ,, my vitys ,,, first of all i did NOT expect them to do so many bsides like ??? i thought they'd do groovy , party rock , maybe fly n then call it a day but I WAS SO WRONG . they did groovy (definitely wasn't the only person in my section doing the fanchant ,, no.....) , baddie (my soul left my body when i heard the intro i swear) , get lifted (my soul left my body pt. 2 ?!!???) AND fly . i cried so much during fly . AND THEN THEY COVERED SUPER BY SVT ?!!!???!! those outfits were a personal attack bc ,, good lord . they r all so fine but especially woobin had me going insane the entire night fell to my knees in a walmart parking lot the civitas metropolitano stadium fr

now we get to THE acts aka the groups everyone was there for . i mean i was there for cravity but

ENHYPEN . i already saw them once in frankfurt but they got SO MUCH BETTER . kinda disappointed they didnt perform drunk dazed BUT they made it up by performing sacrifice so . its okay

ive ,, as i alr said literally everyone was dancing to their songs AND they r such amazing performers . wony is the prettiest girl ever im so in love with her n liz literally had the entire stadium in a chokehold everytime she was on screen the stadium went crazy . also yujin my wife shes for the lesbians fr i love her

ateez . oh god . they r Performers™ . i think mingi found out abt fans barking for him n has never been the same since bc he made us bark like 5 times .. not complaining tho ! i would bark for song mingi any day‼️ they were my last straw fr bc my storage was like 99% full after they performed ,, idc tho . guerrilla was so fun we broke the wall (n i broke my vocal chords) . they performed wave n thanxx which i did not expect like ?!!??? wave is such a special song to me , finally being able to see it live is a dream come true

shinee were ofc so good as expected THEY PERFORMED VIEW ?!!!!???!? but i couldn't take many videos bc my storage was full and at that point i was so exhausted i dont think i enjoyed it to the fullest :( but they were still amazing !!

still an amazing experience though !!!

[stray-tori]

PiB 2 rambles compilation post

hi apparently ctrl+enter sends a post, whoopsies. attempt 2.

*kicks down the door* I JUST WATCHED PUSS IN BOOTS 2. & how can I return to my furry roots without returning to my tumblr roots.

! Spoilers ahoy !

OKAY SO: I SMILED LIKE SUCH A MANIAC DURING THE WHOLE WOLF INTRODUCTION WHICH IS PROBABLY NOT THE INTENDED EMOTION BUT IT WAS SO HYPE!! I WAS GRINNING BC IT WAS SO COOL!! I'M NOT WEIRD!! BE ON THE VERGE OF DEATH LESS COOLER IF YOU DON’T WANT ME TO BE HYPED. [I did calm down when he got seriously afraid though, dw i’m not that crazy]

Obviously i knew Kitty was gonna be in it but I was like HOW. WHEN. WHERE ARE YOU. and it was such a smooth and "of course!! of course she'S IN THE BOX" way to show up! I just saw the eyes and was like “:D!!!!” (Also does anyone else remember when DW said Kitty wouldn’t be in a sequel and the whole fandom was like “well then idc” DHSAJS)

ALSO MARRIAGE??! furry marriage is such a funny concept like. what are you gonna do- wear a flowy dress- apparently yes according to the dialog at least. IT'S JUST FUNNY MAN

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Fun German Dub Things:

“savage” from one of the two sisters in response to the unicorn horns was translated to “Geiler Scheiß” which literally means “hot/sexy/awesome shit” but I JUST DON’T EXPECT TO HEAR “GEIL” IN CASUAL ANIMATED MOVIES Y’KNOW- then again I think it was also said in Strange World??

“that’s a dog in a cat costume” - “oh yeahhh- you tricky little shitter/fucker” Me: spits

“dogpiles don’t work on cats” -> “what are you doing? sleeping off a hangover” (hangover and puss are the same word in german) The fact that they not only adapted but it also works so well because he takes a sip at the end of that line is so!!!! GOOD JOB

All the "P" signatures were changed to "K" even in the animation?? I can’t prove this but once german ver is on something I’ll def compare the animations!! so much international effort holy shit... I was like "K??? for what does that stand?? KILL???" and then I was like "Kater??? [Puss] NO WAY WHAT"

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there were a lot of cool transition cuts but one that stood out to me was after the scene with the lives singing and his silhouette shifted to two cliffs or something of the like-

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Obviously the wolf is extremely cool and all his scenes slay so hard, but I also like how they played up whether he was real or not. I was tending to yes bc where he grabbed Puss on his coat there was actually a tear and I just thought it'd be hard to make a fight climax if he wasn't real, but I still like how they played that up BUT GOD THANK YOU I'm a little tired of things not being real (CoUGH IDV COUFH)

friend: Also have a close look at 4:51 [crowd shot of the extended preview] me: HOLY SHIT

HOWEVER, WHEN HE STARTED BEING LIKE "I was always there" i just sat there like. no. no you're not going to make me remember the STUPID EGG FROM THE FIRST MOVIE I WAS SO SCARED THEY'D GO INTO ANOTHER GOOFY MONTAGE!! I do think it's cool they kinda... made a parallel in that but I DIDNT WANT TO REMEMBER!! BEGONE

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very fun movie. most fun cinema experience I've had for a while. I'm really glad I went to see it in cinema bc the heartbeat sound in surround sound was def grasping and like. obviously the bass and everything!

Also kinda got kicked by like... nostalgia too? I don’t really think of PiB as often as fondly as I do of KFP so it really surprised me that I got that happy to see them again. It definitely helps that the movie genuinely slayed.

it's what I want to feel for KFP but !! UGH THE CRINGE sahjads

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I really enjoyed it, it definitely deserves all the hype it’s getting. go dreamworks!!

I will watch bad guys soon i promise i’ve been meaning to but A

[erin-writes-ghost-fluff]

Observations

A/N: Round 2, electric boogaloo. Again, thank you to a friend who helped come up with a pretty, poetic way to describe Grave's wings. I made sure it all went through this time. Let's try this again, shall we? Again, here's a visual of Grave's wings. Minors/Under the age of 18, do not interact, my fluff is not for you.

Fandom: Ghost 

Characters: Grave, (OC) Copia, Papa Emeritus Primo 

Warnings: Swearing. Some tickles. Might be OOC but IDC, I wrote it for myself.

Summary: Primo’s been fascinated by Grave’s wings since Terzo brought her home. Observations ensue.

Irish Gaelic translation: Mora Duit- “Morrow to you.” A greeting.

Italian translation:  Buon pomeriggio- Good afternoon.

Grazie- Thank you

Fatina- Little Fairy

Dolcezza- sweetheart

~ ~ ~

Primo paid the creature no mind, at first. He knew however, that Terzo's story of summoning a ghoul in Ireland was false. Even with Omega's help, his younger brother didn't have half of what he needed for the ritual. When confronted, Terzo caved and admitted that she was in fact, a phooka. Going forward, Grave didn't bother the old man much. The other ghouls told her he’d pissed on one of them, when angered on one occasion.

 

He seemed easily irritated, so she gave both he and Secondo a wide berth. Though Terzo told her something interesting, her second week at The Ministry:

Approximately a year before he found Grave, Terzo had called for a ‘family meeting’ between himself, Secondo, and Primo. Said meeting was Terzo reprimanding his older brothers for their treatment of the creatures. They were Satan’s creations, was his logic. Should The Ministry really disrespect such creatures that their Dark Lord formed? They needed to treat them better, Terzo had said.

At first the two scoffed at such a notion but soon began to see Terzo was right. From that point, they had been trying not to be as unkind. Hell, Primo and Mountain eventually bonded and became platonic mates.

This would explain why Primo was so quick to comfort her after ‘orientation’ with Nihil and Sister. After all, he named her. He saw how well she tended to the graves of Copia’s rats. He liked her help in the garden too. Mountain was certainly glad she was there.

Even with all of this information, Grave was still slightly apprehensive when Primo invited her for tea in the greenhouse, a month later. When she asked Copia about this development, he seemed excited for her.

“That's considered a high honor among the ghoul pack,” he explained with a smile. “It means he's taken a liking to you.”

Grave blinked. “Really?” 

“Yeah!” Copia affirmed, ruffling her hair. “Eh, don't be nervous. He’s intense at times. He comes off as scary and grouchy, but he's mellowed out a little bit. …Don't tell him I said that, ok?”

The phooka giggled, headbutting his hand being careful with her horns.

“I promise he won't know.”

Copia sighed in relief. “Grazie! He’d kill me if he knew I said that!”

He rubbed her horns affectionately, pressing his temple against his. A gesture of affection within the ghoul pack.

“I’ll let you go meet him. Don't wanna keep him waiting!”

They parted ways, Grave making her way out to the garden. She was proud of the work she had done in it, thus far. She had planted many flowers, so the bees had a food source. None of them had bloomed but they were growing tall. Especially her sunflowers.

The door to the greenhouse was ajar, meaning Primo was already expecting her. Her heart picked up just a little, as she entered. At once, the smell of lavender and rosemary entered her nostrils. There were pots of them on the greenhouse table. The soft scent of tea was also noticeable to her. Primo had already brewed a pot.

“Ah, perfect timing. Come sit, Grave. I made one of my own blends.”

His voice held a slight rasp to it. It had sounded that way since she met him. He had spread an old blanket on the ground, with cushions for them to sit on. Like his two younger brothers, he was wearing his papal paints.

“Mora Duit,” The phooka greeted, “what blend is it?” Her nose twitched, going haywire, finding she liked the smell of it.

“Buon pomeriggio, Primo returned the greeting, before smirking at her. Tea wasn't the only reason he wanted her here.

“Why don't you tell me? Do The Fair Folk have a keen sense of smell?”

It was now Grave focused, trying to figure out what all he put in this blend.

“Rose… with chamomile, and erm… berries?”

The eldest Emeritus chuckled, pouring a cup for her, then himself. 

“Hawthorn berries. But very good. Your nose might be just as powerful as a demon’s.”

He passed the cup to her, before grabbing a bowl of sugar cubes.

“Do you take sugar with your tea?”

“Please! Two lumps! They're perfect!

A creature of taste, he thought, adding the amount of sugar cubes she requested. He handed her a small spoon to stir up and dissolve the sugar. Feeling comfortable, Grave shifted out of her ghoulette form to her true phooka form. She dug her paws into the earth, enjoying how the cool dirt felt.

She had no human hair in this form. Only long, fluffy, black fur, with lopsided rabbit ears, goat horns, piercing yellow eyes, raccoon paws for hands, black fox paws for feet, and the tail of a lion. 

Her wings shimmered, appearing to be iridescent. They were long, gossamer like in their beauty and yet... They reminded him of frayed leaves, stuck stubbornly against the wind on a branch. The last vestiges of summer unwilling to let go, no matter how the elements strip it away, bit by bit.

One could see patterns and swirls inside of them. These wings were what intrigued Primo the most. The way they caught the light, they almost looked like stained glass windows. 

They were a work of art that Primo wanted to study. To admire. It could wait, however. Tea came first. He didn't know if Grave would even allow him to touch them. He was still taking great pains to earn some of the ghouls trust, so he could study their wings and behavior. Understandably, she may not want a mortal she barely knew, examining and touching her wings.

“How are you adjusting?” He asked, opening up the conversation.

“Much better. Now that the pack has accepted me, I don't feel out of place. I feel close to da and dad.”

Primo raised an eyebrow. “You refer to Terzo and Omega as such already?”

Though he wasn't all that surprised. His little brother couldn't stop gushing about her, upon their return. Of course he got attached. Omega too began referring to her as his ‘kit’ shortly after they came home.

“I do. I don't exactly know what a father is, considering phookas don't have family units like you mortals… but I observed so many humans over the thousands of years I spent in Ireland. But I know da is like the men I observed with their own children, both young and adult. It comes naturally to him.”

“That it does. He’s nurturing and kind to the little ones here in The Ministry. It’s a shame he couldn't have any of his own.”

“Why?”

Primo sighed after sipping his tea. 

“The Ministry is strict, Grave. Especially with us three Papas. We cannot have any sort of wife- or husband in Terzo's case- to appear available to fans. Therefore, he cannot be with a woman to bear his offspring. Sister already disapproves of his relationship with Omega. But if he were to break that rule and marry a woman? He’d be exiled from this place, never allowed to return.”

Grave’s brows furrowed. That didn't seem so bad. If exile was all they did…

“From how he speaks, he’d want that.”

Primo shook his head.

“His title would be stripped. He’d be barred from The Ministry, not allowed to preach, not allowed to perform, not allowed to see us.”

He lowered his voice, in the event the wrong person could be listening.

“Think of The Ministry more like a cult. There have been those that have tried to leave in the past. Nobody ever heard from them again. It makes me suspect that they were killed. And I don't want that to happen to my brother. If you can…. Protect him, alongside Omega. You may have noticed, nobody here trusts Sister. Aside from Copia. But I have my theory on that.”

Grave nodded, taking a sip of the tea. The blend was flavorful. It tasted as wonderful as it smelled. The rose didn't overpower the other herbs in the tea. 

“You have my word. Of course I’ll protect him. I care about him greatly.”

It took some weight off of Primo's mind. A fae and demon protecting Terzo together would be nearly unstoppable.

“Grazie. He’s lucky to have you.”

Now, time for a subject change. He didn't want to worry her with all of this talk of The Ministry.

“Your flowers are doing good. Your sunflowers are getting bigger than I expected. Those snapdragons are finally sprouting too, I see.”

Her tail began to sway at his praise. She smiled, taking another sip of her tea. 

“I’m so glad! I’ve never had experience planting my own flowers! I’ve only watched other mortals grow them. Being able to see my efforts and diligence pay off, is rewarding.”

He nodded, smiling. “Indeed. Flowers take time, but it's always nice to see them sprout, grow and eventually bloom.”

That reminded her… there was something she wanted to ask him to plant.

“Papa Primo? Think you could teach me how to plant and care for pumpkins? I wanna eat ‘em, but I want some for carving.”

Ahh, yes. That could most certainly be arranged. He was going to plant some anyway.

“Yes, of course. Mountain and I plant some later in the summer, so the children have them to carve for Halloween.”

Her tail wagged again, only faster this time Primo noted with a bit of amusement. 

“Thank you! I do love a good, fresh pumpkin but the mortals always carved such curious faces on ‘em! I’d like to try that too!”

He smirked. “You enjoy the Halloween season, I take it?”

“Absolutely! Samhain is the best night of the year!”

Her enthusiasm was charming. Though he wasn't surprised. The Veil was said to be thinnest on Halloween. Perfect for foolery, trickery, and phookas were beings of pure mischief. She’d already been up to it, according to what he heard in the halls of The Ministry. 

“Let me guess, you like the pranks the most, don't you?” He gave a soft, throaty chuckle.

Considering the gleam in her golden eyes, and the fanged grin that went with it, Primo had his answer.

“I assure you, you don't want to pull that sort of fuckery with Secondo or myself.”

The retired front man may have chosen his words poorly. To a being of mischief, Grave considered this a challenge.

“And why not?” 

Oh, she wanted to play that way? Well, he may be older but if this was how she wanted to fuck around and find out, he would certainly show her why that was an ill advised idea. 

He set his cup down, leaning forward, his white eye almost glowing. 

“Because fatina,” Primo began, his voice now authoritative, if not sounding a tad gutteral.

“Neither I nor my brother take kindly to pranks. Ask your father or Copia what we’d put them through in our younger days, when they got up to such fuckery.”

Grave shifted around, a little unnerved. Ok, maybe those two were off limits…

“Y- yes, Papa…” she replied with a nervous grin.

He reached forward, patting her head. “Good ghoul. No need to worry if you keep yourself out of such mischief, regarding us.”

She couldn't resist being a little smart ass, one last time, however.

“....You didn't say anything about da, Copia, or the other ghouls though.”

He raised an amused eyebrow at this, giving an almost mischievous smile.

“Just so you know, Terzo screams like a little girl at spiders. Copia also startles easily. He’s almost too easy.”

She giggled, tail back to wagging again. “Oooh, noted! I’ll have to try and fuck with ‘em later!”

They finished their cups of tea off after another few minutes. Grave stood up and stretched, her wings stretching out with her. This was when Primo decided now would be a good time to ask. 

“Grave? Before you leave, might I request something?”

Her head tilted to the side questioningly. Now that just wasn't fair, Primo thought. He saw why his two of his younger brothers were charmed by her. Suppose she was an endearing, little thing.

“Do you need help with something, papa?”

“Nothing serious. If you would permit me, I would like to study your wings. You are the only non-demonic entity we have in The Ministry. Your wings are vastly different from a quintessential ghoul’s or an air ghoul’s, for example.”

A surge of excitement coursed through the fae. Copia was right! Primo did like her! ...And according to his thoughts, he considered her cute? Oh no, no! There was nothing cute about her! Phookas were often feared in the old days, back home! Nevertheless, her tail wagged once more.

“That's fine! I’m happy to assist!” She replied, shocking Primo. He thought for sure she might have said no. 

Suppose she trusted him? But why? She wasn't close to him the way she was to Terzo or Copia. It was a pleasant surprise, nonetheless. He gathered tea supplies, carrying them on a tray, while Grave took the cushions and blanket to the laundry room. They both agreed to meet back in his room. After all, Primo had to be able to make notes.

Once they were both present, he led her inside, inviting her to sit on his bed. He opened up a large notebook that had been written in over the course of many months. All observations and studies he had made on the ghouls and ghulehs. Now, a new entry will be written. After dating the page, a sudden thought occurred to him.

“Grave? Did Terzo give you a human name for when you're in your mortal glamor, by chance?”

“He did. Picked it right out of a baby book. ‘Shailyn.’ It's of Gaelic origin. It means ‘from the Fairy Palace.’” 

He nodded, making a note on the page. He opened a drawer on his bedside table, locating his magnifying glass.

“Turn your back to me,” Primo instructed. “The light catches them best this way.”

Grave did as she was told, even spreading and extending her wings to make things easier for him. He nodded in approval, taking the magnifying glass to begin his work.

“I’m going to touch your wings with your permission. You have patterns I wish to get a better look at. There's a few areas that intrigue me.”

The phooka took a moment to respond. Fairy wings were sensitive. It didn't take much to damage them or cause great pain. 

“I’ll be gentle, I promise. I’ll treat them as I would a seedling. I know we aren't as close as you and your fathers, but I would never handle such beautiful wings harshly.”

She believed him. He was Terzo's brother and thus far, he had treated her with respect and even kindness. 

“...You have my consent. But please, please be easy. They are delicate.”

Primo gave her some reassuring scratches, on her neck and under her chin, causing her to purr. He raised an eyebrow, quickly making another note. Damn it all… He was quickly finding her absolutely adorable. Not that he would say such a thing aloud. He had a reputation to keep after all. Though Terzo often said, that was a silly way of thinking.

Gently, he took a wing in one hand, while he used his magnifying glass to look at the patterns. They looked purple when the light hit them. They swirled in different directions, always changing, sometimes in a spiral. He set his tool down, writing something else down.

Afterwards, he took his pointer finger, absentmindedly tracing a pattern on her left wing, wanting to feel and know the texture. As soon as his finger began to move, they twitched involuntarily. Grave let out a soft gasp, a smile trying to wobble across her lips. She was glad he couldn't see her face at the moment.

Uh- oh. 

Primo jerked his hand away as though he’d been burned. “Are you alright, fatina?”

“Mm-hmm!” 

It tickled. And worst of all, she felt the tickling sensation go into the left side of her back in addition to that wing. Two spots at once. He didn't need that information!

“... Are you sure?”

She didn't want him getting suspicious. “Yes! You can, erm, continue!”

She could take it. 

Primo resumed, trying to figure out a description in his notebook for how the texture felt. Dragonfly wings? Yes, yes, that would do-

His thoughts were interrupted by a stifled giggle. The elder Emeritus blinked, before a smirk came to settle on his lips. 

Ahhh, another ticklish ‘ghoul’? Poor little thing. I wonder…

He now pretended that he didn't hear her, continuing with what he was doing. It was still part of the observations, he told himself. It wasn't his fault she was this sensitive after all.

The more he traced, the harder it was for the phooka to keep her laughter at bay. She was practically snickering into her paws. Her tail began to beat against the bed.

No, no, no, he can't know, right? He’s not doing this on pur-

More giggles now began to spill over, Primo’s smirk now growing into a mischievous smile. Had she seen that, she probably would have gotten flustered and nearly fainted.

“Something funny, Shailyn?” He asked, feigning innocence, his finger traveling upwards.

"N-nothing!” She replied, blushing beneath her fur.

“Then why are you giggling?” 

No response except for a shake of her head. Her resolve was crumbling and they both knew it. Well, if she was going to be a difficult little gremlin…

This time he lightened up his touch further, using his blunt nails, yet treating her wings as though they were fragile panes of glass. One could never be too gentle. It worked as he wanted, loud giggles issuing forth. 

“Grave…” His voice held an almost playful, teasing tone, “are you ticklish, ghoulette?”

He almost chuckled at how her fur had fluffed up and bristled out. Her tail whipped around frantically as she gripped the bedsheets.

“Ok!” She squeaked, “yes, yes, I am!” Another bubbly laugh escaped and Primo now found himself completely enthralled with the creature.

There was no denying it anymore. He found her cute, interesting and wanted to bond with her. His fingers moved downwards, causing a squeal followed by a shocked cackle. The fact that she wasn't trying to escape had not gone unnoticed by him. 

“I-I  thought you were studying-” Her words were broken up by laughter.

A low laugh reverberated through the elder Emeritus’ chest. 

“I still am. But call this a curiosity that has to be satisfied, dolcezza.” 

Oh dear lord… his thoughts indicated mischief. And that was her job! Grave didn't mind, however. According to his thoughts, he seemed to be enjoying himself a bit. Not that she would admit it, but she was having fun too. Wait. Was this another way of bonding, she wondered? Interesting.

Any further thoughts came crashing to a halt, as he used both hands, his touch maddeningly gentle as he slowly and methodically scratched up and around both wings, giving her no time to process.

Grave cackled, back twitching and arching, trying to avoid his fingers but it was useless. Her legs kicked out frantically as she began to snort in between her laughter.

“Please!” She managed to get out, “it’s so bad!”

Primo couldn't help but be a little evil. He’d be lying if he said her reactions weren't melting his heart. 

“Oh, is it? It can't be that bad, I believe you're exaggerating, Shailyn!”

Behavior such as this was rare for him these days, but he still occasionally indulged. Mainly with Terzo. His poor little brother needed reminders not to let the stress of being papa get to him, after all.

He scratched in between her wings now, causing them to beat together, her laughter growing high pitched. It was here, he found something interesting. Something he had only previously observed with the ghouls.

A bundle of nerves which reflexively forced her wings shut, when gently pressed upon. A loud, uncontrollable squeal flew from her lips, eyes widening at how horribly that one, small action tickled.

“What the fuck?!” She nearly shrieked, snorting several times and falling over onto her side on the bed.

Primo paused, eagerly jotting his findings down.

“You and the pack share a common trait!” He announced, unable to keep the excitement from his voice. 

“W- which is?” She panted, greedily taking in air.

“That spot in between your wings,” he explained, “a cluster of nerves that makes your wings close. It's a reflex but one I’ve only seen in ghouls. I didn't think other creatures might possess this trait.”

Even Grave herself was unaware she had this reflex. She made a note to talk to Omega later. He might be able to tell her more.

“Now, where was I?... Unless you’d like me to stop. Then by all means, tell me and I will.”

Grave found herself blushing, tail twitching and swishing with embarrassment.

“Erm… you can continue for a bit more. I don't mind.”

Primo chuckled but it sounded warmer this time.

“Having fun, are we?”

He gave her no warning before he suddenly resumed, fingers gently massaging those nerves in between her wings. Grave was immediately launched back into borderline hysteria.

“NOT THAT!” She now begged, laughter wild yet giddy.

“Aw, I’m sorry, let me move spots!” His tone of voice was taunting, and she most certainly didn't like that.

Oh fuck- 

The spot he moved to nearly made the poor fae hit the roof. He’d found where her wings connected to her back, incessantly scratching, nearly driving her to madness. She gave another shriek, smacking the mattress, trying to cope.

“I’M TELLING DA!” She let out a bleat, before falling back into mad, uncontrollable laughter.

Her threat and new noise caused Primo to bark a laugh. Deciding to take it a little easier on her, he reached in front of her, going for her belly.

“Terzo can't help you, fatina,” Primo taunted in that same playful tone.

Her cackles died down to giggling once more, as he clawed and wiggled his fingers into her stomach. It was still a bad spot but more bearable than where he’d been tickling.

“He knows what happens when he tries to intervene. You're trapped here with me!”

He gave a theatrically evil, low chuckle, watching his giggly prey squirm and kick. Oh yeah. He was stealing her from Terzo and his younger brother could just get over it. …Or at least share. There was much Primo could learn from her and he had so many questions. But they could wait. They had time.

“Before I stop, answer me this: Are you going to try any pranks or mischief with me?” 

He skittered his fingers around the expanse of her belly, her feet pumping like pistons. She laughed into her hands, letting out the occasional squeak. 

“Depending on your answer, I may just have to find more ticklish areas on you.”

Grave did not want him going after her ribs, so she answered quickly.

“No! No, never!”

Primo smirked. He didn't know if he believed her but he could see she was tiring, and he didn't want to push it too far.

“Hmm. Very well. I’ll release you…. For now.”

He ceased, now only rubbing her belly in soothing circles, making her purr happily while she caught her breath. She groaned embarrassedly, giving him a playful glare.

“Was that absolutely necessary?”

“Yes,” he huffed out a laugh, “I get to write that phookas are ticklish in my observation journal.”

Once her breathing regulated, she turned over on her stomach, allowing him to resume looking at her wings. He was gentle but no longer intentionally tried to tickle her. They were magnificent, he thought, admiring how the light made them shimmer.

The iridescence was beautiful up close. They even looked as though they glowed softly in dim or lower light. With every new find, Primo would write something down. They didn't seem out of proportion to her height, either. She even went outside again to let him compare what they looked like in sunlight versus artificial light.

Just as Primo always thought, they reminded him of stained glass in the sunlight. He knew some might disagree with his view, but they could not deny the beauty.

After returning to his room and writing down his final observations, he pulled out something from his cabinet for her. A bottle of aged, Irish whiskey.

“Because you’ve been so patient and have put up with so much, I thought I’d give you this as a thank you present.”

Grave blinked, completely taken aback.

“This whole bottle?!”

“Of course! Take it, Shailyn. You’ve earned it.”

“Have a drink with me then?”

Well…. Who was he to turn her down? He gave a warm smile, took two glasses from his cabinet, and took short walks to the cafeteria for ice. He returned, pouring them each a glassful.

Grave hummed in approval after taking a small sip.

“Oh, good shit!” She grinned, “the flavor is perfect!”

“It is, isn't it? I’m glad it's to your liking.”

The two spent the next hour conversing over their drinks, just as they had done earlier. And when they finished, Primo hardly protested when she curled up in his lap to read his Satanic Bible.

When she inevitably fell asleep, he figured there was no point in trying to move her. His own eyes felt heavy, and he soon found himself asleep before he realized it. It was exactly how Terzo found them an hour later, snickering softly, before taking a picture with his phone.

Seemed they were getting close to one another, he thought with a smile. 

Well, damn. He’s still a giant softie! I fucking called it! 

Even if Primo didn't admit it, Grave had indeed won him over.

[zombies-aliens]

Man idk wtf I'm expected to do in my situation. Man this woman was fine as hell and I helped her at work and I can so easily tell she thinks I'm handsome but.. I'm at work, I don't have time to chit chat. I wish women were more direct and gave numbers out or at least they could say some playful shit like "so are you gonna ask for my number?" and HELLYEAH YOU FINE AS HELL but fuck what can I say to the girl right then and there? I'm dealing with dumbass low IQ customers who don't understand anything other than yes, these moronic pea brain birds don't get that :hey sorry we don't have that in here: means WE DONT CARRY IT bruh idk if I should kms or if I should laugh my ass off at their stupidity. Um yeah there's actually a new plague that's worse than COVID and it's irreversible, and we're calling the disease: the customer. It's a horrible disease that kills brain cells and 1 in 2 people have it. Symptoms include being slow as fuck, blocking entrances to aisles, and not knowing how to read signs, oh and the classic "I forgot to bring my glasses" BITCH..... HOW DO YOU FORGET... NAW IM DONE MAN LMFAOOOOOOOO AYO LEMME GET BACK TO THE LADY bro I'm about to go BONKERS and spill everything that irritates me about these bird customers lemme get back to the lady now

So that lady was pretty and all she looked way better than my coworkers. Bro I know I can pull nines and dimes and that lady was looking right in the looks department and well, I can't be too sure if she thought the same of me but most likely, I'm in the store looking neat and presentable, nothing fancy or outlandish going on, but I'm a pretty handsome guy to a lot of women and men tell me I'm not ugly too. My appearance is a key thing apparently and I hate to suck my own dick but yeah, I see it. But wtf was I suppose to do and if anything happens then shiii ima have to be quick man because I'm working and I'm sure she's got a busy schedule with other dudes hitting on her too and I'm sure she's fucking maybe, idk, some dudes are honestly terrible at talking to girls but maybe idc but it's good to think so imo bc maybe she's not the type to get attached to but hey if she's lovely and she doesn't raise suspicions of being a woman of the streets then shiiieeett your boy might cuff. I still dk wtf to do about it. I don't have much time on my hands so it'll have to be quick. But honestly bro.. I'm a man with needs. IM TRYNA FUCK I'm not trying to read the Bible lmao

[nathank77]

4/7/24

7:57 p.m Edited/Significantly Added To 8:36 p.m

This is how I'm perceived:

A fucking nerd. Maybe the choice is obv, I only spent 80$ on glasses. I have two pairs that fit somewhat comfortably. I can wear them in the car and when I'm alone sometimes but I got to adjust to life without them...

I should prob forgo lens crafter, save myself a lot of money for 1 pair of perfect glasses. And start taking photos without glasses for my dating profile. I can stop wearing them in my videos. And really only wear them when I drive.. and eventually not even then.

Eventually I'll adjust to blurry, uncomfortable and weak eye sight and I'll find a girl.

I haven't reached out to Reilly in two days cause I mean let's be real. What's the next step? A date. Telling her I'm trans. Maybe my shirtless photo was enough. Telling her I'm disabled and broke. No girl is going to want me. I got to get out 90% of the bad before I go on that date so I don't get hurt.

Beyond that okay- I do want to date a mom, I want to be a dad. Idc if "step" comes in front of the title. I want family photos, and I want to be needed as much as I need them.

Yet Reilly has 4 children, age does matter to me. One is a one year old.... I can't do poppy diapers and if i could I'd want to go through the entire pregnancy with my gf or wife. Let's say this 1 year old was out of diapers... that would change things. The younger they are the more, "important," I'll be I could even be called dad but my ocd as it stands does not permit me to do poopy diapers. I want a girl who has 2-3 kids, and for them to be able to wipe their own ass. I mean 5- any age..

Beyond that I'm in love with Elise regardless of it is unrequited or not. And I mean I am trying to move on but I don't want to waste anyone's time. Reilly is pretty in that one photo.... there is only one....she's not supermodel material but she's pretty. Although to say I know what she looks like is ridiculous with only one photo...

Anyways, I got to lose the glasses, lens crafters is stupid when it's going to cost me an arm and a leg... and I'm still going to feel like a nerd that no one wants to date.

Maybe I'm being stupid about Reilly bc I still got to break the news. Being a voice hearer would be something I'd tell her like 5-6 months into dating, why? I'm going to prove that I'm sane, and can live my life and do my shit, I'm going to prove I am safe around children and not a danger to society. This applies to any woman... or person I date... I have to prove that if I never told you I had auditory hallucinations, you would have never known bc I'm normal....

But the trans thing and the disabled thing can't be hidden that long obv.... however proving my sanity and safety in terms of having auditory hallucinations can def wait..

I'm so in love with Elise it makes it hard to take anyone else seriously... I mean I suppose if I were to have money to take Reilly out on a date it would be different... I'm always that guy who is like I'd like to meet and I bring up free spots and the girl goes, why not coffee or dinner and then I say well I'm broke... and if she isn't willing to pay it fizzles out... a lot of women go on dates for free food. I wish I wasn't being sexist but my sister does it all the time.. once Katelyn said I'm going on lots of dates with guys who i think are ugly but, FREE CHICKEN WINGS!

Maybe it's just the quality of people I meet rather than "women." It's not women, it's a quality of person...

Either way even if I was loaded I'm not buying a girl a coffee or a dinner on a first date, what's wrong with going to the Park and sitting outside? It's free, peaceful and allows a lot of time for talking.

Anyways I feel undatable.. Elise could not even be a thought and I'm like well... I got all these flaws and most people want to start with coffee or dinner or drinks... and they expect the guy to pay..

Idk what to do. All I know is I'm very in love with Elise. I feel fucking stupid for that. Going back to that song Shape Shift by Silverstein, "I never stood a chance here did I?" I listen to it all the time sometimes on repeat bc with everyone and anyone I never stood a chance at being someone's husband.

I probably can't even get a girl from Kenya... I don't have money and like I said before it's a fucking park date, I'm not buying and having you ghost me, I need my money. Maybe 3 months down the line but I'm not being used nor am I wasting money on someone who won't work out.

For all I know I could date Reilly for 6 months, meet her kids, be a totally normal great guy and tell her I have auditory hallucinations and she may be like I'm sorry it's not going to work out.

I got a lot counted against me. I'm ready to date. I'm so ready. I just feel like I'm undatable...

Like let's say I do have a soulmate and let's say it's Elise, how can I give her what she needs other than love? I would pay for her dinner, I'd pay for her coffee but I couldn't do it often. I would for her bc I know her personally, she's not some random off a dating site.

I'd be a financial drain on her. Or any person I date at that rate. I mean I'd love to take her and her girls for ice cream and picnics that I prepare. I'd like to go to the zoo, a baseball game whatever, but I don't have the money. Not for anyone no matter how much I love them. Not even for just me. I have more money than I did quiting weed but I'm still impoverished...

I can't get her a ring, it would take me years, I can't even pay half for the wedding. This applies to all women but I dream of it being Elise.

Maybe Elise doesn't want anyone seeing all of her photos... maybe that's why it's just her wedding, that's been consistently up for a long time or maybe she was never here and it's all visual hallucinations. Or maybe she's like I'm just a concerned friend and you might be right that this is too personal for me to read. Idk.

Although I didn't screenshot her changes bc I didn't want to be a creep. I wish i had cause I have no proof, her family reunion was up a hour after I posted my post yesterday. I have no proof all her WOW posts disappeared after I posted about my Battlenet account... I don't want to take screenshots. It makes me feel creepy.

If I didnt feel so undatable I'd make more of an effort on Reilly.

Dating me is like dating a pauper... I could have continued to talk to Jenny she did touch my finger when she gave me my phone back but she was one of those girls that I would have had to drop hundreds on bc we both lived in different states and she's not that type of girl to spend money on a guy.

I could find a girl who is willing to spend money on their guy but I feel like a financial drain. I feel worthless. I often think about how much money Katie must have saved cutting me loose.

Who would chose love and personality over financially stability? Tbh probably no one.

[wafflesfromtheuniverse]

I'm hearing my mom argue w my dad

I feel too old to be hurt about this but i can't help myself

I'm 21 attending uni from home

It wouldn't really make sense to rent an apartment: it's expensive so i would have to work and study at the same time, and I'm not sure i could manage all that rn, and we don't live so far from the place anyways

Anyways I heard her voice going kinda wobbly

She sounded like she was on the verge of crying

It's bc my dad has a lover, and she dropped him off infront of our house

Mom was upset bc they spoke about her a lot

About the other women

I hated my dad for it, but my mom told me a few things that made me just sour about the whole thing

I won't make excuses for cheating, like ever, but i know my mom isn't really well either and it took a toll on my dad

I'm only writing this because i feel like i believe in love less and less

The more i know about my parents, the less i believe in true love

I guess I'm the romantic type, i just like to deny it

You will never catch me admitting it, unless i really feel like i want the other person to know

I kinda believe in acts of affection (or idk how u write it xd) rather than words

Words still mean a lot to me tho, it's just not the usual stuff I guess

Random things hit me harder or make feel warmer

I'm trying to be hopeful

But I'm avoiding people

I fear rejection

I fear hatred

I fear that I am unloveable

I am afraid of being insufferable

I am afraid that people see a lot of wrong in me and they just don't tell me so I am going around clueless

I don't expect everyone to love me

I don't like every person I meet either

I don't like to be the enemy tho

My head makes be believe sm bullshit

I'm fighting myself everyday

I am actually better at it

I started to like my face better

Like my body too

I still want to exercise

Not for a summer body

But for the childish dream i still have: being cool girl

Cool in the means of looking cool

Idc what counts as cool in the matter of personality

My personality is annoying to me but i still love myself a little bit or like moderately

I'm trying

I have the headphones i got for christmas from them on

It's kina funny

They are noise cancelling so i can't hear them

I liked to listen to them when is was little

Like is not a good word, more like i felt it was neccesary

I wanted to know what was happening around me

I don't know if other familes are like this

In highschool I liked to joke around in my head, calling them rommates (not room but living mates or how do i say it...ppl u rent an aparent together with)

I saw my dad at night coming home from work (or as i got know later, maybe from the woman) and my mom was home working always

I didn't think of my parents badly

But my mom once said that "i probably don't want to end up like them"

I don't remember when was the last time i really thought about what i want to end up as

Like seriously

I somehow felt i don't have a future

I had this belief that I will die in some accident like in a tiny one

Just whoosh erased from earth

I don't know why i felt that way but i believed it kinda and i wasn't uncomfortable with it

I thought about it matter of factly, calm, neutral

I will not get old

I will die before 30 for sure

Like that

It wasn't a decision or anything, just felt like that was my fate

I hope I will see more clearly in the future

I hope I am able to love

To give love and to recieve it

To have a healthy relationship

I really really hope i can manage to be in one once

I fear love because of (1 rejection and hate like I said before)

2 because when i lose a friend my heart breaks really hard

I can't get my head away, and I'm anxious without a stop

I have the blackhole in me

If love breaks my hearth more than that

Idk if it's safe for me

Yet atleast

I'm trying to strenghten myslef

I have too much fear in my

I hate fear

But i also hate the absence of fear

When i give up and there is nothing

At times like that fear atleast motivates me, moves me

But when emptiness fills me

I have a hard time afterwards

I probably misspelled a bunch of shit but

It's not cryptic so it counts

I am working on myself

Even when it feels like I'm stagnating

Atleast I can mever be clueless about the things i learned so far

So I'm trying:)

I actually like this one better nowadays:]

[platonicmoonwater00]

lmfao yes i am very aware that regulus could have been a shitty person despite everything but my own personal headcanon is that he joined the death eaters with the sole purpose of betraying them(like you said, open to interpretation and this is mine).

HOWEVER i also think he did "what had to be done" for the death eaters to believe he was one of them e.g. going along with the death eaters on their little outings. while i dont think he went as far as some of the other, more committed death eaters, some of the stuff he wouldve done is absolutely not acceptable.

i love regulus as a character, partly because he is truly complicated in a way that not a lot of characters are which i find interesting(also most of the fics i read are muggle au's where death eaters and voldemort never existed) but in the wizarding world i think he definitely believed in things such as:

the ends justify the means

do what you have to do for the "greater good"

which ended in him doing awful things to ultimately attempt to kill voldemort.

i obviously dont believe in either of these sayings, thats a shitty way to go about life, and it would have been better for him to go to the order about his suspicions about the horcruxes.

HOWEVER, this again raises more issues. 1. he was a scared kid who had never had anyone who consistently had his back in his life(narcissa was also scared to stand up to their family, sirius was forced to leave). 2. dumbledore.

i am a proud dumbledore hater. this bitch. istfg. this guy with his child armies and speaking in nonsense riddles. i hate him. and so did regulus. i am telling you, there is no way dumbledore didnt know about the shit the black family did, specifically to their kids. there were so many situations that could have made him aware of this.

the wizarding world rumour mill

sirius

the potters

the fact that sirius was living WITH the potters(he would know this as he was headmaster of the school. you tend to know who the kid's guardians are)

regulus(possibly)

and this one especially, ANDROMEDA. she was kicked out of her family for marrying a muggle born. she no longer can be controlled by said family(well you'd assume). dont tell me she wouldnt go straight to dumbledore, mcgonnagal, wizarding child services etc about the abuse of the black family to protect her cousins and younger sister(narcissa. idk if andromeda is the middle or oldest child but like either way bella is too far in this death eater shit already). there is NO WAY she would continue to stand around while this abuse was going on and not say anything(also this wouldve been before sirius had been kicked out so dumbledore had a lot of notice prior)

now here we are, we assume dumbledore knows. has anything been done? no. now dumbledore was one of the most powerful wizards of all time. he couldve done something. but he didnt. now, imo, this was to have a way into the black family yknow. sirius would report back. this obviously didnt really work and sirius got kicked out/ran away having been completely b3aten and t0rtured.

dumbledore no longer has any way into the black family(as everyone thought regulus shared their beliefs at this point) so its no longer worth his time. idc what atyd dumbledore says(if regulus doesnt want to leave i cant force him etc), with all that proof of abuse he could have easily pulled reguulus from that house. now obviously regulus didnt want to leave but as a kid he probably thought staying was the only way his plan could work and that he could survive(if the death eaters expected he was telling dumbledore things after leaving hed be dead. the reason they didnt try to hurt sirius is because he didnt know much bc they didnt tell him cos he was friends w james n shit.)

now then regulus obviously isnt mad that dumbledore didnt remove him from grimmauld place(i am tho) but he is mad that he didnt remove sirius before what happened. after a man, who is literally the headmaster of a school, with the job of protecting his students(he never mastered this. see; the entire hp series) completely refused to do so when he knew that regulus' brother was in trouble(like you said theres a love that siblings will have for each other, no matter what).

he would absolutely not trust dumbledore with the information of the horcruxes, whether he thought dumbledore js wouldnt listen or he thought that dumbledore may use sirius, remus, lily or james to get it(all people he cared about imo but it works even if you dont think that cos james, lily and remus are the people sirius care about more than anything so yknow and that would mean something to regulus, even if it's to only save his brother heartache).

either way, he was afraid of what would happen if he went to dumbledore, and even if dumbledore did just not believe him and ignore his theory about the horcruxes, it would be too late to go back, and again he probably wouldve been killed.

now do i condone some of the things regulus did to get to the point of finding the locket(one of voldemorts horcruxes)? absolutely not but i also understand that(imo) this doesnt mean that everything he did was bad and that he had no capacity for goodness or the ability to decide to kill voldemort for the right reasons.

idk thats my interpretation

NOT LIKE BEING RUDE JUST SHARING WHAT I THINK CAN WE STILL BE BESTIES @chocchipdisaster

oh and also again, most of the fics i read are muggle au's where most of this isn't relevant if that helps people understand why i like him, cos in muggle au's death eaters never existed and the only thing regulus has really done wrong is resent sirius for leaving(which isnt reasonable cos sirius literally HAD to cos of the abuse from his parents but you can see why this would be hard for a kid. obviously it wasnt sirius' fault or regulus' fault but that doesnt mean it wasnt a terrible situation for the both of them and regulus was kinda looking for someone to blame outside of his parents) but yknow they always tend to sort that out(which they have time to do cos nobody dies yay)

wow that was long and half of it was js hating on dumbledore i js woke up idk where all of this came from ngl

regulus was a bad guy until almost the last minute (he was a fictional nazi during his school years and beyond and his death doesnt absolve him of that lol) and james would have treated him the same way he treated snape for almost the same reasons (dark arts, future death eater, but no lily competition). if you dont like this then dont fangirl over a death eater that had voldemort pictures stuck on his walls and loved the idea of torturing muggles?

lmfaooo was this about my recent post bc you have absolutely no proof of this anyways AND ITS FANDOM so yeah let people think what they think(also its obvious that you're aware that its not very nice to send this otherwise it wouldnt be anonymous) chill and let fandom be fandom. none of its real so people can beleive whatever

[intothegenshinworld]

Tofu Anon:

Thinking of my mom and I in SAGAU. I have so many ideas. May instigate my SAGAU writer era, or not.

For now, here are a few:

-First meeting is a disaster. Not only is that the Creator in the flesh, but a possible impostor is standing by their side. Possible, meaning there is some violent debate about whether I’m similar enough to be deemed one.

-After that’s over with, we have my momma’s general obliviousness towards the world of Teyvat. She really only knows Xiao, Venti, and Guoba, and that’s surface level knowledge (voice lines and such). So, whether they enjoy my presence or not, they must accommodate me too. I am both a Paimon to her Traveler and her own child.

-Speaking of which, how many acolytes do you suspect are likely to be envious of me? Especially because my momma hates opulence, meaning any lavish estates and gifts that they insist on offering is a massive no-no. Their Creator deserves so much more, but here I am, presenting them a single box of biscuits and they can settle for that?

I’ve already ranted on and on, so I’ll pause here. But one last note; it’s even more delicious when they realize that I’m not merely another acolyte under the Creator’s protection. I am her child, and I’m irreplaceable.

Good luck tolerating me, dear acolytes <3

This is VERY cute. My little sister started playing Genshin recently as well and she barely knows anyone aside from Diluc (her fav) and Xiao. Also, if you start your SAGAU writer era you better let me know so we can become writing buddies XD

Fully expecting this to get 2 notes since I'm still shadowbanned but I love Tofu anon so idc as long as u see this

What are you to Teyvat?

You're not quite the Creator, but no imposter either.

However, there's a simple answer; You're the sole child of the actual Creator, something more dear to them than Teyvat will ever be. How will the acolytes react?

It's weird how much more you know about Teyvat than the actual Creator herself. Yes, the Creator appears to have some favorites (she recognizes the anemo Archon, the vigilant Yaksha - who's also anemo, and the dormant stove god who now goes by the name Guoba. Perhaps she likes the element Anemo? And her preference lies with non-mortals too... the acolytes have a hard time figuring out how to obtain her attention), but even then her knowledge seems much inferior to yours.

You act similarly to a guide. Like Paimon, another Teyvat traveler guide, you aid her while you're Teyvat with basic knowledge. You tell her about the 'characters', the different nations, and you're able to talk about the past like you've been there to witness it. (I'm biased but you're a 100% better traveler guide than Paimon)

You're always at her side and the people have grown to see you as a mini-creator. You're her child, the name fits perfectly.

And I don't believe anyone would be 'envious' of you. If someone aside from Venti, Xiao, or Guoba would approach the Creator without you, they'd be met with a confused (yet kind) Creator. She wouldn't know who's who, and what's what in Teyvat (not without you), so the acolytes see you as a bridge to communicate with her. And in the process of doing so, many have seen your devotion to Teyvat and opened up to you as well. You're their mini-creator now.

And yes, a huge culture clash exists whenever SAGAU happens. We don't have visions, dragons, or monsters on Earth. And in Teyvat they don't have phones, video games, cars, ... - you get the gist.

It'd be hard to settle down the first few weeks (it's hard for both sides), and you will get some miscommunications in the beginning.

Let's say it's The Creator's (your mom's) birthday. She'd get many expensive jewels, dresses, artifacts, and more. But after all that, she seems the happiest when her mini-creator appears with a box of cookies they baked themselves.

You'd have to explain that she hates opulence and would rather recieve Klee's drawings than any of Childe's many jewels he sent.

There'd be people that'd be jealous of how easy you have it. If you walk in on a conversation, the Creator would be more focused on you than the person they'd been talking with before.

But again, they can't do anything.

I suspect a few might try to win the Creator favor though getting yours, but you've got such a big heart. You literally love everyone in Teyvat (even the hillicurls??)

Some random ideas

Childe sends YOU gifts instead when he learns he can't buy the affection of the Creator herself.

Long talks with the Archons and you about Teyvat (you're on their level of knowledge, you DO share the memories) and the Creator is just happy to see their child get along with these pretty and kind people.

Qiqi mixing you up with the real Creator because you two look alike

2hr long explanation for your mum because the Raiden shogun and Ei share the same body but they're not the same. Yes mum, this is currently Ei. No mum, we can't get Raiden Shogun to stand next to her because they literally have the same body. (please don't tell her about Makoto and Scaramouche looking exactly the same as well)

My mum does this; when you talk to someone she automatically thinks you two will be a good couple (esp if they're kind and pretty). What if she'll set up blind dates for u???

I'll stop for now XD

[garfaia]

You're so great.

Dwyane Hoover x Reader

Chapter 2: Little Miss Sunshine beauty contest (Chapter 1)

TW: talk about suicide, pills, cursing

A/n: Alrigth, so I kinda am not that interested in the Paul Dano universe rn. I just felt like i had to publish this, it's very much not good. I really hate this but idc so. Here it is.

please read the tw, because this chapter does mention suicide. Be carefull.

Word Count: 611

“How did it happen?” Olive asks Frank. He looks over at her with an eyebrow raised, “How did what happen?” He asks.

“Your accident…” she says innocently.

“Honey…” Sheryl says shaking her head to Frank. Almost as a silent “Don’t go there”. 

“No, it’s okay. Unless you object” Frank says warily. I mean, why try to hide what’s obvious. It’s not like he’s trying super hard to hide what happened. 

“No, I’m pro-honesty here,” Sheryl says raising her shoulders, almost a shrug. “I just think, you know….” She stops and looks over at her brother before sighing, “It’s up to you”.

“Be my guest” Frank says smiling reassuringly at Sheryl.

Sheryl sighs before looking over at Olive. “Olive, Uncle Frank didn’t really have an accident.” She paused and tucked a loose strand of hair behind Olive’s ear. “What happened was: he tried to kill himself”

Y/n lifted their head from looking down at their plate. ‘What?’ they thought. “No way, same,” they said without thinking. Everyone looked over at them with concern and shock on their faces. 

“What?!” Sheryl said, her eyes as wide as they could go. She reaches out and puts a hand on their shoulder.

“Why?” Olive asked, both Frank and Y/n. Y/n smiled reassuringly and began explaining.

“Well, I was in a bad period. And I took some pills and fell asleep.” They said and continued eating. Everyone else just stared at them. How were they so calm about this?

Dwayne was surprised. Not because he didn’t know, but he didn’t expect them to tell his family during dinner. He reached out and rubbed Y/n’s knee under the table. Y/n smiled at him.

“Listen to me Olive,” Y/n said seriously, “Don’t ever, ever, do what I or Frank did. Yes, things will be bad in the future, but this,” they gestured to themselves and Frank, “is not the right way out. You get help, get a therapist. Talk to someone, anyone, because the choice I made is permanent.”

“I will always be affected by the choice I made, so listen to me. Don’t.” they finished, and Olive nodded. Everyone stayed silent and Y/n continued eating as if nothing happened. 

“Olive, what’s important to understand is that Uncle Frank and Y/n gave up on themselves.” Richard broke the silence, “They made a series of foolish choices, and then they gave up on themselves, which is something winners never do.” Richard spoke.

“Oh. My. Fucking. God” Y/n said, putting down their fork. Everyone looked over at them again. “Richard shut the fuck up,” they said deadpan serious.

“‘They gave up on themselves, what the fuck?” they asked shocked. “‘that’s not what winners do’? You can take that winner, loser bullshit and shove it up to your ass.  What the actual fuck, is wrong with you?” they asked laughing in disbelief. 

Richard looked shocked. Everyone looked shocked, even Grandpa did. Y/n was fuming, how dare Richard talk about ‘winners and losers after they told everyone about something like that? How fucking dare, he. 

“You know what, I’m done.” Y/n said showing their chair back and standing up, “thank you for the dinner Sheryl, but I need some air.” They said before turning and walking towards the front door. 

Everyone looked at them walking away. Dwayne stood up and followed after Y/n. He was worried. He knew how people making fun of what happened, really got on Y/n’s nerves. Or how Richard managed to just annoy the living daylight out of them. That’s one of the things they had in common.

Both of them got annoyed at even the smallest thing Richard would do. He was a walking ick, for them.