#not me screaming USE YOUR FUCKING TURN SIGNALS while star lost blasts

[keroinnie]

idols who drive on camera are stronger than me bc i would be cancelled for having what linley calls “road bitch”

[atethewriting]

Peppermint - Chenle

Dear Diary,

4 days after the devastation, I think it’s time to move into the town that’s in the middle of the woods. I am hungry and cold, and something is watching me. And the smell of rotting flesh is starting to get to me. But, I’m scared. What if I starve before I get there? What if they don’t let me in? What if I can’t find somewhere to live? I should pack my things soon and get going. I’ll write later.

-Chenle

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Chenle walked over the bridge and over a patch of loose dirt with a small potato sack filled with his items, slung over his shoulder. White and red peppermint antlers stuck out of his head, along with a set of red-spotted, white deer ears. His snow-white hair making him look like the definition of winter. Which wasn’t entirely wrong, he loved the cold season. He used to live in the deepest part of the woods with his family. That is, before his family was slaughtered. For 4 days he lived surrounded by the rotting bodies, but let’s not get too into detail. Finally, after what seemed like forever, he reached the tall stone wall that surrounded the kingdom. About a mile East was a gate, so he made his way over there, knocking politely. He was greeted by a boy with dark brown hair, dark clothing, and a gloomy aura. Chenle smiled cheerfully.

“Hi! My parents are dead and I came here for shelter!” He said. It was a bit straightforward but it got the point across.

“Welcome to the fucking club...” The boy replied, letting the cheerful one in.

“What do you mean?” Chenle tilted his head curiously.

“4 days ago, half of the population here was slaughtered. How did you not hear about it?” He snapped back, making the deer boy jump.

“I-I’m sorry...I lived really far away...I’m sorry...”

The taller of the two leaned in and sniffed Chenle, growling softly and backing away.

“Just as I suspected. You’re from the deep woods. Never met someone so cheerful from there.”

“What does that have to do with anything? I’m Chenle! Nice to meet you!!”

“Have you watched your parents die while you could do nothing?”

“Yep!”

“What about witnessing over 50 dead bodies scattered around the ground in the matter of seconds?”

“Does 50 squirrels count?”

“No. Have you heard the screams of children as they try running away, only for them to be silenced with a sword to the head?”

“Well, you’re awfully negative!”

The boy was greeted by a harsh slap on the face for saying that, making him yelp out in pain. He sniffled, looking down at the ground.

“The last time we let someone back in from the deep woods it turned out to be a serial killer! What makes you think that we should trust you?”

“Oh, are you talking about Kun?! I know him! Can you bring me to him!!? Please!!”

The other growled in response, pointing to Kun, who was sitting on a bench in the town square, reading a book. Chenle thanked him and skipped off, spooking the Death Fairy from behind.

“Hi Kun!!!!!” He yelled, Kun turning around at that.

“Hey. Need something?”

“My parents died 4 days ago and I’m hungry!”

“How can you say that so cheerfully,” He laughed, “But okay. I’ll buy you some food or whatever...”

“Yay thank you!!”

“Just let me finish this chapter, though. I’m almost done.”

“Okay!” Chenle skipped off once more, going over to a Witch with a wooden left arm. She was sitting against a tree, reading as well. “Hi Go Won!”

“Oh, hello...what are you doing in town?” The Witch pondered, closing her book and standing up.

“My parents are dead!”

“Well that sucks, I’m sorry. When did that happen? Recently?”

“4 days ago!”

“Odd coincidence..that’s when I lost my arm.”

“In the big devastation thingy??? A very gloomy boy told me about it!!!” He bounced, spinning in a circle.

“Yes, correct. How are you always so cheerful?”

“I don’t know! Just am!”

Kun came up behind him and placed a hand on Chenle’s shoulder, making him flinch.

“I’m done, dumby.” Kun laughed softly.

“Okay!”

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Chenle stared at all of the food in front of him, his mouth watering. Of course, being a deer, he couldn’t handle meat of any kind. But, all of the options in front of him looked like heaven. Kun sat across from him in the pink-fabriced booth, laughing. The Death Fairy gave Chenle the go signal, and he immediately dug into the grilled Proves, a type of vegetable that tasted a lot like buttered popcorn. It was a golden-brown color, char around the onion-like rings. It was a type of root, grown only in the Eastern Woods.

“Yummy!” He said as he finished that meal, moving onto the next. Deer ate a lot, especially when hungry.

“So, what really brought you here?”

Chenle stopped for a moment, his mouth full.

“...the smell of rotting bodies became boring-“

“And I smell lies from that. What’s the real truth.”

“That was the truth, though.”

“I think there’s more to it, right?”

“Something was watching me,” Swallowing the food he had in his mouth, Chenle smiled.

“And you’re just okay with that?”

“As long as it wasn’t hurting me, yeah!”

“You’re so dumb sometimes, I swear..” The Fairy groaned, pinching his temples together.

“I am not! I am way smart!” Chenle protested.

“Who do you think was watching you?”

“I don’t know!! Some woman!”

“What did she look like?”

“She had green eyes! And black hair! She had a blue necklace on!” The boy visualized.

“Hm...Finish eating. We’ll take this problem to King Jungwoo..” Kun went into deep thinking, muting everything around him.

‘It could be a forest spirit...’ He thought.

Next thing they knew, Chenle was done and they were halfway towards the King’s castle. As they got closer, blue jewels started to float in the air, and pink stars followed them.

When they got into the main hall, Jungwoo was waiting expectantly. His pink jeweled crown atop his head, and a calm smile plastered onto his face. They approached the throne he was sitting on, bowing politely.

“We have something to report-“

“I know.” He simply replied, shocking them both. “And I have the answer, too. The Maiden Messanger. Daughter of the Maiden Dust, and a close cousin to Mother Death. She reports odd cases, and yours is quite spectacular.”

“But I’m not hiding anything? Why is mine spectacular?!” Chenle smiled, spinning in a happy circle.

“Because you have nothing to hide, Chenle. Mother Life tends to hide secrets, and so do her children. But you don’t hide any, and we’re trying to figure that out.”

“Woahhhh!!! I feel like I’m in a mystery novel!! I’ll be Sherlock!” He straightened his posture, pretending a smoking pipe was in his hand. “My name is Sherlock Holmes. It is my business to know what other people do not know!”

“How the hell do you know who Sherlock Holmes is?” Kun asked, bewildered.

“I read it in a book I found!!”

“Ah.”

Jungwoo laughed, amused. Johnny held in his laugh, remaining as serious as possible.

Kun, however, was unamused. Who was The Maiden Dust? And who was Maiden Messanger? The King was definitely hiding something.

“Your majesty. I have a question.”

“Yes yes of course! Go ahead!” The King replied, calming down.

“You show no specific traits any of the mothers. In fact, you show a variety of traits from all of them. So, answer me this — Are you a child of all? Or, perhaps, are you a child of none? You’re also fairly knowledgeable, a trait in which is only heavily seen in Death’s and Time’s. Yet, you’re also publicly emotional and carefree, a trait only seen in Nature’s and Life’s. So, what exactly are you.”

The King froze, his skin going pale as he started to sweat. As he choked back a cry, Kun grinned.

“So? What’s your answer?”

“I-um...”

“Come on~ spit it out.”

“Johnny...Get them away.”

A blast of air was shot their way, sending them flying out of the castle. Chenle landed in a soft patch of grass right outside the door while Kun tumbled down the steep hill and back into town. Both were left stunned and confused.

Chenle ran down the hill, skipping and singing. He acted as if nothing was happening. Kun growled, thoughts bouncing around his mind like the screen he saw once in the woods. DVD Video, it said, and it’s changed colors every time it hit a corner. He stood up, angered.

“Chenle.” The Fairy exclaimed, catching the younger’s attention.

“Yessss?~”

“Don’t you think...it was a bit weird, how he avoided the question like that?”

“I mean, yeah. I thought it was kind of strange, if I’m being honest...”

“What do you think he’s hiding?”

“Whatever he is, I don’t think he’s one of us. If he was a child of MomMom’s then he wouldn’t react like that.”

“I was thinking that, too. I’ll ask Go Won later, right now we need to get you a place to settle in.”

“Okay!”

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Kun reached the end of the long row of houses, looking at a house that was painted with flowers. He quietly knocked, Chenle standing right behind him.

He knocked again, someone finally answering the door. An older woman with purple hair, her skin worn and green. She wore a puffy white dress and a soft smile. Kun’s ‘Mother’. The woman took a quick glance at her son, not recognizing him at first. He smiled, making her flinch and start to cry because she knew that smile. It was her son’s smile. The same son that had left over 15 years ago to pursue whatever crimes came to his mind. The same son that abandoned her. She shakily reached her hands out to cup his cheeks, and he started to tear up as well. Kun brought his old woman into a hug, leaning on her shoulder and sobbing.

“Mama...Mama I’m so sorry...”

“It’s okay, my dear. I forgive you. I know you didn’t mean it.”

“Well this is awfully emotional!” Chenle put his hands on his hips, completely ruining the mood. Kun’s Mother laughed, wiping her tears away.

“You’re right, it is. This isn’t how we should celebrate! Doyoung!!” She called, going into the house and bringing her other son outside, who pointed at Kun and tilted his head. They had both grown lots since they last saw each other, after all. Doyoung looked more like a prince now, his hair styled back and his face more well-built.

“Kun?” He spoke, just as confused as Kun was.

“Doyoung?” The other spoke back.

“Chenle!” Chenle yelled, excited as always.

“Mama!” The mother spoke, just as excited as Chenle.

Chenle and Mama proceeded to do a little dance, confusing the hell out of Doyoung and Kun.

“I-“ Doyoung spoke.

“It’s a Life thing...” Kun responded.

“Come in for tea, my dear. It’ll be fun.” She said while dancing.

“Okay miss!” He responded, also dancing.

They both went inside for tea.

Doyoung looked back at Kun, sighing.

“You look like such a thug, god. I’m taking you shopping later.”

“And you look like a rich boy who goes to a special private school so you have no say in my clothes.”

“Good point. Also you need a haircut.”

“I know.”

“Still afraid of birds?”

“Yeah kinda”

“You never change, let’s go in.” He patted Kun’s shoulder, going inside the small house, Kun following shortly after.

Chenle and Mama were seated at a wooden table, talking (quite loudly) while having a cup of tea. The youngest noticed something in the corner of his eye, but kept quiet about it. Mama noticed something, too. But, she mentioned it before anything bad happened.

“Something’s looking at you, Chenle. Stay there.” She calmly placed her teacup down and got up, heading over to a window that faced the table. She opened it and climbed out, going into the forest beyond and spooking a woman with black hair and green eyes, who was hiding behind a tree. Mama smiled, holding her hand out to help the girl up. She was around 15, it seemed.

“It’s okay, girl. No need to be scared. But why were you watching that boy?”

“M-m-m-mama instruc-instructed me t-to...” She stuttered, pushing her long hair behind her ear. Her eyes were droopy, nose small, lips full, and ears pointy. Her pitch black dress matched her hair, and the bright blue pendant she wore seemed to glow.

“What’s your name, dear?”

“M-m-m-Messanger....M-Maiden M-mess-Messanger...” The Maiden’s eyes filled with ink black tears, falling down her silver skin. Mama wiped them away, making Messanger flinch.

“What a beautiful name. You can call me Mama, or Mamama, or Mamamama. Whatever you like!”

“O-O-Okay...”

“Would you like to come in for some tea?”

“Y-yes please...” She choked out, knowing that she’ll probably get in trouble for it.

“Alright~”

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Messanger sat across from Chenle, shaking like a lost dog. Every time she tried to speak nothing would come out. Chenle accepted this by doing most of the talking, which comforted her in a way. The Maiden stared down at the tea she had been given, looking at her reflection. Her mother would definitely scold her for this, and she was scared of what she would do. The girl was whispering small calming spells under her breath, but none seemed to work.

“What are you saying?” Chenle smiled, excited.

“N-n-n-nothing...” Messanger replied, her voice like soft rain.

“I saw your lips moving?”

“I-it’s none o-o-of your b-business, boy!”

“Well, sorry...” He sighed, finishing his cup of tea.

Kun walked over and glared at the small girl.

“Answer me this, girl. Who is King Jungwoo to you?”

She flinched, shaking her head and starting to tear up.

“I-I’m sorry...p-please d-d-d-dont hurt me...” Messanger hid her head, bracing for impact.

“I’m not going to hurt you, just answer the question.”

“H-he’s my brother!”

[kara-dolan]

Coachella -Day 1 ~Part 1~

A/N ~ hola it be a while since i have posted but whats up hahaha i am so so sorry ive had writers block and ms. vivi aka @notanotherdolantwinsblog was moving during the time she agreed to help with this so once both of our lives calm tf down things will return to normal scheduling.

Word Count~ 4,309

Warnings ~ Soft feels, Fluff, Fun, Flirting?, Possible use of cannabis aka weed 

Summary~ Fun and music festivals with your best friend? What could possibly happen? Oh right running into anyone and everyone you adore looking absolutely devin with sweaty bodies touching and bass booming under your feet. But what adventures are to come when Y/N and Viviana come face to face with Coachella ?

“Viviana I can’t believe you actually got tickets for Coachella. I can’t believe the house you got for Coachella weekend. I can’t believe that we are here!” I say excitedly gripping her arm.

“Bitch, I can’t believe that we might run into the Dolan Twins!” she says to me smiling.

“Okay yes that is a huge plus but, Day 1 will be the most exciting especially since it’s the first time we’ll be going!” I say releasing her walking up to the house.

She shook her head at me and opened the door revealing the Greek interior architecture. I walk in setting my hand bag on the ground taking everything in.

“Holy shi- is this real life right now?” I questioned looking up and spinning around to view everything.

“If you think this is amazing just wait till you see the backyard and bedrooms, not to mention the bathrooms.” Viviana says.

I looked at her and smiled then found my way to the stairs that spiraled up to the bedroom I was staying in. It was completely white with a sliding door that led out to the balcony that overlooked the backyard. Below me I saw the pool that had a huge baby blue clam bed next to the pool with a pearl shaped pillow that was silver and sparkled in the sun.

“V, I am never leaving.” I say looking away from the pool and up at the view of trees and mountains that were decorated by the sun’s beautiful rays and wind causing them to sway.

“Okay, sure, you say that every time you visit a new place. Watch once we get to Coachella you’ll never want to leave there either. Speaking of which, we have to get unpacked and set up for tomorrow after that we can get pizza and just chill.” Viviana says walking out onto the balcony.

“Ha. Yeah, I fall in love with places too easily. But, have you seen the view and the trees? It’s so beautiful. We should camp outside tonight and just watch the stars.” I say leaning against the railing watching the beautiful scenery.

“You’re fucking crazy. There’s bugs and animals. No way in hell am I sleeping out here, especially the day before Coachella starts. I am not getting dirt in my pores and you shouldn’t either,” she says stepping away to go back inside.

I sigh and look down pushing myself off the railing and going inside to unpack.

It took about an hour to get everything unpacked an organized, I had brought makeup and wigs, so I didn’t have to dye my Y/H/C hair and damage it. I also brought any and all facial cleansers because we were going to be in the desert for 3 days. I had hung all 3 outfits up in the closet and folded extra clothes I brought because no way in hell was I not going to shower and be forced to wear glitter covered outfits for the week that we were going to be staying at the house. Y/F/N and I had gotten walkie talkies set up on a private channel to find each other if we got lost and 3 cases of water so we could take 5 bottles of water with us for each day. After everything was unpacked and organized I made my way down the spiraling stairs and through the living room and into the kitchen where V was sitting at the island scrolling through her phone.

“Hey, you order the pizza yet?” I asked going to the fridge to get a water.

“No, I was waiting on you. I did see some updates on Twitter though, involving the twins and well, the drama is crazy.” she yawned out.

“When is it not though? Like honestly people need to leave them alone. But let’s not get into it. I’ll order a pepperoni and Hawaiian pizza and set up a movie.” I say after taking a drink of water.

“Sounds good. I’m getting blankets and pillows to fort up the living area.” She yelled to me running upstairs.

I smile and pull my phone out of my pocket and order the pizzas.

After the pizza arrived, we watched a random movie as we ate in the fort. Halfway through the movie and one pizza gone we fell asleep surrounded by pillows and blankets. The next thing I knew my phone was going off at 6 am which resulted in Viviana hitting me in the face with a pillow followed by groaning which signaled me to turn it off. I grabbed my phone and stopped the alarm. I made my way to my room and changed into some shorts and a loose tank and pulled on running shoes. I quietly made my way out of the house and into the woods near the park for a morning run.

I found myself at an overlook. The view was impeccable with the sun rising and colors blending together, putting me in a trance. The trance was broken when I notice movement below, a tall broad figure jogging through the hiking trail. The figure belonged to a man, as the sun rose more his golden shoulders glistened with sweat, his hair flopping with each step. It was like the trance from the sunrise was transferred to him. I couldn’t stop watching him until he disappeared deeper into the trail.

“What the hell was that?” I asked myself. I shook it off and ran back towards the house. By time I got back it was 7 am and I was drenched in sweat. I took a shower once I got back. After my shower, I put on my first Coachella outfit. I was wearing a white tank top with strings that tied in front of my chest with high waisted black shorts and a hunter green jacket. I put on black ankle boots and accessorized with a necklace that reached my waist.

Once I was dressed I applied my makeup, natural smokey eye and maroon lips. I put on my pink Ombre white high pony wig and grecian leaf new forehead crown. I went to the kitchen and saw Viviana wearing a black crop top with maroon jean shorts and black knee-high boots that had fishnets underneath. Her hair was loosely curled draping around her shoulders, she had dark smokey eye and a light pink lip.

“Okay, V. I see you.” I squeal out and she looks at me and laughs.

“Stop… we have to get going soon if we want to make it on time.”

“Okay. Okay. I am so ready to see Kyle perform today. Oh my gosh and The Neighborhood, St. Vincent, SZA, and The Weeknd. Just today is going to be crazy.” I say while packing up our bags for Day 1.

“For sure, not to mention how many social media stars and celebrities we will be seeing there.” V says taking her bag. I nod.

“We should get breakfast on the way there. I mean it is only 9 am. Coachella gates don’t open till 11.”

“You just want to go to an acai bowl place to see if you can run into Grayson” She teased.

I rolled my eyes and smiled.

“Maybe it’s a little true but if we run into Grayson we also run into Ethan…” I wink and nudge her.  She laughs and grabs her car keys.

“Fine, you win. Using my love for Ethan against me. That isn’t fair.”

I scrunch my nose at her and smile. After our playful teasing ended we headed out and went to the closest acai place. Once we arrived we saw girls squealing and crying. I looked over at Viviana and raised my eyebrow while smiling.

“No. We are getting the acai bowls and going.” She scolded me.

“Ugh, fine. I won’t go and ask them if they are acting like that ‘cause of the twins. Mainly ‘cause I already know they were here… thank you, Instagram… but fine let’s get the bowls and go.” I replied rolling my eyes.

“You’re entirely something else. In a good way.” She reassured me.

“Thanks, I guess.” I say while laughing.

We were waiting in line to get the acai bowls when I realized everyone was staring at us.

“Well this isn’t awkward or anything.” I mumbled out.

“What?” she questioned.

“We are the only ones dressed like this here. Seriously, everyone is wearing normal clothes. We need to hurry up and get the hell out of here.” I say looking around getting uncomfortable.

“Why? We look hot. Stop trying to cover up. Let them stare it shows them what they can’t have.” She says making me loosen my grip on my jacket and letting it slip down my arms. “Okay. I got this. We got this.” I say smiling and nodding.

We got our acai bowls and left. We were about 5 mins away from Coachella grounds and we had finished our acai bowls. Now we were just blasting music and getting hype as we got closer to the festival. We pulled into the most available parking spot. Once V put the car in park I got out throwing my bag over my shoulder and adjusting my VIP wristbands.

“I can’t believe were actually here...” I say shutting the car door.

“Neither can I. Now let’s go before we miss any performances!” She shouts while pulling my arms and entire body towards the entrance.

“Okay! Okay! I can walk on my own!” I laugh out.

“I know just hurry the hell up!” she shrieked out and took off running. I shook my head and ran after her, I finally caught up at the entrance because we had to scan our wristbands.

We were finally inside, I grabbed at V tapping her like crazy.

“Look, Look, We’re here. Oh my gosh we’re here” I screamed out.

We ran to the Sahara stage until it was time to head to the main stage. When we reached the main stage Los Angeles Azules were performing and we saw Bryant recording some of the performance on his phone. I look over at V who was already looking at me. We walked closer to Bryant but not close enough for him to notice, we stood there enjoying the performance.

“We literally just saw the Yodeling Walmart Boy perform with Whethan and now we see Bryant right here. What is happening?” I whisper to Viviana. She laughed.

“Life. Life is happening and giving us this amazing opportunity.” She whispered back. “Opportunities?” I question at the last minute when she bumped into me causing me to stumble back only to be caught by someone.

“Oh my gosh I am so sorry. My fri-” I stopped once I saw who caught me.

“It’s fine.” He said chuckling. I stood up.

“Sorry, again. Thank you for catching me though.”

I turn my neck to glare at V who was smirking.

“No problem. Not everyday I get to catch a beautiful girl from falling.” He flirted which made me look back to him.

“I think I did fall though… Umm… sorry. Bad attempt and now I am making a bigger fool of myself. Bye.” I say nervously while laughing a bit while turning to walk away.

He grabbed my right hand with his left spinning me around.

“You aren’t making a fool of yourself. I’m Grayson.” He smiled down at me.

“I know, but I’m Y/N and the person behind me is my best friend Viviana.” I say looking up at him through my lashes.

He smiled down at me and I looked away and as soon as I did Bryant came over

“Hey Gray we should go find E and get more photos.”

“For sure. Y/N want to come?” he asked me. I looked at him bewildered.

“You mean like go with you and Bryant to find Ethan?” I questioned. He smiled and nodded “That’s the general idea. You can even bring um... V- Vivi-”

“Viviana.” She interrupted him. “We would love to go with you. Right Y/N?” she nudged me “Oh yeah. Totally, for sure.” I mumbled out.

“Great. Yo, Bry, Y/N and Viviana are going to come with.” He shouted towards Bryant.

Bryant smiled and nodded, we all began walking away from the main stage to find Ethan. We found him by the food trucks drooling over the acai bowls.

“Ethan!” Grayson called out to him pulling his attention from the trucks. He ran over to join us “Yo Gray. Who’s this?” he asked.

“I’m Y/N. Just met Grayson when my friend Viviana “accidently” bumped into me and Grayson caught me” I said smiling a bit while air quoting.

“Oh cool. I’m Ethan.”

“This is Viviana or V. By the way.” I say pulling Viviana’s’ arm.

“Oh. Hi” she waved shyly. I heard everyone near the main stage start chanting Really, Really, Really, Yeah,

“V, we got to go. Kyle is performing now!” I grab at her arm. “Sorry guys. Just been waiting all day to see him.” I yell over my shoulder as we run to the main stage.

We reached the main stage finally.

“Y/N are you stupid you just left Ethan and Grayson. We aren’t going to ever see them again.”

“I wouldn’t be too sure about that. Grayson loves SuperDuperKyle.” Ethan whispered between us which made me jump.

“E you can’t just scare them like that.” Grayson said coming from behind me smiling.  I laughed and rolled my eyes.

“Glad you guys could join us” I smiled at him and started jumping and chanting with the rest of the crowd.

“Don’t Wanna Fall in Love” played and I looked at Gray and smiled.

“Yo, you gonna show us some moves, possibly the same ones from the warehouse?” I asked him.

“I remember that I gave him so much shit about it.” Ethan said laughing. I rolled my eyes.

“You did great. Just ignore him.” I looked at him placing my hand on his shoulder.

He grabbed my hand and spun me around in front of him, he gripped my waist and rested his chin on top of my head. We swayed to the rest of the set until iSpy came on and we had to move to avoid a mosh pit. We gave up on finding a new spot, so Grayson offered to go get ice cream for us, I decided to wait with Ethan and Viviana. I was listening to V and E talk about which bands they were excited to see, I left them alone to talk and headed over to the food trucks to see if Grayson needed help. When I saw him, he was talking to a girl.

“Hey, I know you from YouTube. I love your videos and they’re super inspiring.” She said to him awkwardly laughing a little.

“Really? Thank you so much that means a lot.” He replied to her smiling, “Want anything?” He asked her pointing to the menu.

“Oh my god no. Of course not. Thank you” She said sweetly.

“Oh okay.” He said, and she gave him a hug which he returned.

“See you around” he said.  

“Yeah see ya” she called out as she walked off.

I walked over to him and smiled at him.

“Hey, why are you looking at me like that?” He asked.

“Okay, it’s kind of weird…but, I like seeing how you interact with fans.” I explained.

“It’s an amazing experience I appreciate you guys. If I can make you guys happy even just taking a picture or talking to you it is completely worth it.” He says while paying for the ice cream. “Grayson, you literally just looking at us is enough to make us happy” I giggled out. He laughed and handed me the ice cream he got for me

“It’s kind of shocking to hear that. Not entirely used to this still.” I smiled at him.

“I mean majority of your fan base is female which you should know from tour. You’re attractive and athletic and you have a great personality at least from what I can tell from your videos and well now that I’ve met you and hung out with you. I honestly can’t believe that I am here… That I even got to meet you…” I say staring up at him losing my words.

“Yeah… I don’t meet a lot of people who are quite like you though.” He finished looking down at me. I laughed breaking the gaze.

“I bet. Not a lot of girls would walk away from you to go and enjoy a music performance like 4 minutes after meeting you” he grabbed my hand as we walked back over to Ethan and Viviana. “You’re not going to do that, again right?” He asked.

“Hmmmm… I don’t know. If I do what are you going to do about it?” I ask cocking my eyebrow while smiling.

“Guess I have to stay close then.” He let go of my hand and draped his arm carefully around my neck pulling me closer towards him and I wrapped my arm around his waist.

“Yo, Gray. Where we headed now?” Ethan asked him taking note on how close me and Grayson were.

“I don’t know. Where to now, Y/N?” he inquired.

“I kind of want and need to see The Neighborhood.” I say looking up to Grayson licking the ice cream from the cone.

“Alright, The Neighborhood it is. Let’s go.”

We walked back over to the mainstage where Kyle was performing, and The Neighborhood was now setting up.  Bryant met back up with us from taking photos of other YouTubers that were here.

One of the first songs they played was Scary Love which I adored and sang along with every word. Grayson just watched me the entire time and spun me around a couple times. Ethan and Viviana were exchanging numbers which made me think about giving Grayson mine. He noticed my dancing falter and pulled me into him. I stumbled into his chest in which he took the opportunity to hug my waist as I collected myself.

“You okay?” He asked me. I nodded.

“Yeah, why do you ask?” I retorted reaching my arms around his neck. He chuckled.

“No reason…”

I pulled away from him when I heard Daddy Issues come on.

“Hey, Grayson can I borrow y/n for a minute?” V asked pulling my hand. He nodded, and I stumbled trying to keep up with her as she dragged me away

“What is going on?” I questioned her.

“Okay so Ethan and I were talking, and I somehow talked him into coming back to the house later tonight, but he wants to bring Grayson too. I was wondering if you could keep Grayson busy while I try to get closer to Ethan?” she pleaded.

“For sure. Like it’s honestly so weird how close we have gotten in just the past couple hours that we’ve been here, and we haven’t even had a ‘get to know you’ talk it is just a comfortable thing as if we’ve known each other for years. I wouldn’t necessarily call it keeping him busy though as much as just hanging out with him and getting to know him more.” I respond.

“Ahh yay! You’re the best.” She squealed while hugging me then running back to Ethan.

I smiled and rolled my eyes I looked around for a little before making my way back to Grayson, when I got closer to the main stage where The Neighborhood was performing Sweater Weather I noticed Grayson wasn’t there anymore and neither was V or E.

“Okay. Don’t really know what to do. I literally just saw V though.” I thought out loud.

“Yo make sure you get some of those cotton sticks!” I heard Ethan shout from behind me. I turned around so quick.

“Ethan what the hell are cotton sticks?” I yelled to him while laughing noticing the same girl who was talking to Gray earlier laugh.

“Cotton candy.” He said smiling like a 3-year-old getting called adorable.

“Okay then… Where’s Gray and V?” I asked him.

“Ryan met back up with us so Gray is with them by the disco ball trash can. I am on my way back to them. Come on.” He said nodding his head over towards where they all were.

“Ethan wait up!” the girl called after him in which he made a confused face.

“I’ll see you when you get over there.” I say walking away slowly just listening in on the conversation.

“What’s up...?” he asked.

“The sky, pfft… you’re the best youtubers who’ve lived on planet earth.” She said after a small awkward moment. “Oh, oops... That was cringe.”

At this point I was half way out of earshot.

“Are you enjoying ‘Chella’?” he questioned.

“Heck yeah. It’s awesome.”

I stopped listening when I saw Grayson adjusting the part of his ripped jean armband.

“Hey, there you guys are. Kind of wondered off for a while. Sorry.” I say which made Grayson look up from his armband.

“Hey. I was going to look for you, but V said you would find us.” He said pulling me into a hug. “Well okay then someone missed you.” Ethan chuckled wrapping his arm around Viviana’s waist.

“I mean can you blame me?” Gray asked.

“Oh my gosh. No. Stop. Both of you.”  I say pulling away from Gray laughing.

“Oh, by the way this is Ryan. Ryan this is Y/N.” Ethan introduced us.

“Hey. I actually know who Ryan is. You guys have collabed before and it was fucking hilarious I loved it.” I blurt out.

“The amount that Y/N watches your old videos is crazy.” V interjected.

“Hey! They’re funny, leave me alone. You freaking binge watch them with me you have no room to talk.” I defended.

Grayson and Ethan laughed at us

“Oh yeah., you guys want to laugh? Cause I have things I can say that will make you cringe instantly.” A teasing smile played on my lips after I spoke those words. The twins exchanged a worried look.

“Here are your ‘Cotton sticks’ Ethan.” Bryant returned with at least 8 of them and his camera. “Bryant do you want some help with all of that?” I asked, and he nodded.

I took a couple of them and handed one to V.

“Cotton candy yum.” Grayson said taking a bite out of one that was in my hand from over my shoulder.

“Hey! If you wanted one you could have just asked.” I smiled at him holding one out for him to take.

“Nah, I like it when you hold it.” He licked his lips and grinned.

I was going to respond but Ethan came over and took 3 of them from me leaving the one Gray bit from.

“Well okay then…”  I say as Grayson takes another bite. “Damn I might as well just hand feed the cotton candy to you” I joked.

“That’s a fantastic idea.” He said while smiling at me, I shook my head

“Are you serious?” I asked raising my eyebrow.

He nodded while grabbing a piece of cotton candy and holding it against my lips I shook my head no.

“I’m not eating that.” I laughed out

“Yes you are” He grinned now

“No… I’m really not. Grayson, I mean it. Oh my gosh stop.” I backed away from him while laughing.

I ran around our group as he chased me playfully, he ended up grabbing my waist from behind and spinning me around.

“Grayson!” I managed to yell out in the middle of my fits of giggles.

“What?” He asked putting me down, so I could face him. Once I turned around, my eyes immediately made contact with his and I was entranced. He wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me closer not breaking eye contact until he looked at my lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my lips gently against his while standing on my tippy toes. He placed his hands on my waist ho

lding me steady and kissed me back.

We were in our own little world, unbothered and carefree smiling into the kiss.

“Grayson!” Ethan screamed which made us break the kiss.

“What E?” He asked annoyed.

“You know we can’t do that. Not here. Fans might see.”  

“He’s right Gray… Look me and Vivi will go and check out some more bands. We can meet back up during the Weeknd’s performance.” I say placing my hand on his shoulder.

“Come on bro.” Ethan said dragging Grayson away letting my hand slide down his arm.

Vi pulled me back to the main stage where Vince Staples was setting up to perform. We were having fun dancing around like no one was watching which they weren’t, after the set we went to use the bathrooms.

“What are we doing after we leave?” Vivi asked.

“Well I know for sure we are going to go home but maybe on the way stop for some In-N-Out.” I answered.

“In-N-Out sounds amazing.” I hear Grayson suddenly say from behind me as he wrapped his arms around my waist and resting his chin upon my shoulder.

“Grayson, we talked about this.” Ethan warned pulling him off of me.

“Right sorry E.”

“Okay so I guess you guys are coming with us after to get In-N-Out too?” I questioned. We all agreed to it after me and Vivi went to the bathroom and were walking back to the main stage to see SZA perform.

On the way back to the stage I tripped over my own feet and stumbled into a bleach blonde girl wearing a two piece purple bikini.

“Oh my gosh I am so so sorry-” I say going to help her up.

“Wait… you're Tana Mongeau-”

[heartslogos]

seas who could sing so deep and strong [130]

Judge stretches Inaros’ arms, this is going to be a quick run while they wait for one of Chic’s newest guns to finish building. It’s got less than half an Earth hour on it and their capture target is on one of the particularly…

Well. Judge shouldn’t say weak. He’s certain that the Corpus believe that all of their strongholds are quite strong. And that their gun shaped ships are all very menacing.

But it’s around Mercury and everyone knows Mercury is where baby Tenno go to cut their teeth after waking up with extreme amnesia, body dysphoria, and transference weakness due to inactivity.

It’s going to be fast and Judge can kill some time practicing with the Snipetron. Kore always makes it look so easy when she gets like…five people with one shot and doesn’t set off any alarms. The next time he and Kore go on a mission he’s going to get at least two people with one headshot and she’s going to be very impressed with his growth. Seriously. He’s going to do this.

The target will probably be caught within two minutes and he can spend the rest of the time practicing his shots until Chic lets them know she’s done setting up her latest - whatever.

“Alright, let’s go,” Judge says, heading off.

“Got your back,” Punk says.

Judge’s focus is mainly on locating the signal of their target and orienting himself to where they are on the ship. He doesn’t notice when Punk lags behind.

Punk always lags behind. Opening lockers, busting open containers, sometimes hitting blast windows for fun, general sight-seeing.

What Judge does notice is when Punk quietly, softly, sheepishly, and a touch frightened, says, “Oh.”

Judge feels his entire everything swoop out to his toes.

“What?”

“Uh. I. Uh. You know how we were…in the Derelict?”

Judge skids to a stop, turning around to where Punk isn’t.

“Scylla,” Judge says with mounting dread, “Bring up our stats.”

Scylla obligingly brings up their warframe conditions and Judge sees a horrifying three digit number next to Punk’s name and sigil, in bright red with no fucking shield meter.

“That’s.”

“One hundred and fifty nine,” Punk says weakly. “I have…three keys on me. I think I forgot to take them off.”

“You think?” Judge exclaims, “Which keys?”

“The one that hobbles you, the one that saps your health down to a really, really low number, and the one that basically turns your warframe’s shields off.”

“Void.”

“Uh…think of it as an extreme Hijack?”

“Run.” Judge says, turning heel and sprinting towards their capture target’s signal in leaps, bullet jumps, and the fastest, trickiest, most precise parkour moves he’s ever done in his life. If he were to take any of the Lotus rank up tests now he’d be flying straight through all of them in perfect sequence with time to spare. “Just run straight to extraction. I’ll take care of the rest.”

“Right. On it. Can’t run so fast.”

Judge switches his channel to mute so he can scream.

“I’ll cover you, I can make it back to you in time. I already have the target in sights, taking them out now.” Judge pulls Broken War from his back and delivers three clean cuts to the target’s legs and then executes a sweep to knock them onto their back, followed by a finisher to the stomach. As soon as he’s sure that the target has been properly absorbed into the teleport containment unit he turns and books it straight back to Punk.

Punk, who’s unleashed Chroma’s fire breath and is running at an even jog.

“I hate you,” Judge says, “Why are you like this. How are you like this. How are you always like this without fail?”

“Oops? Fancy footwork there, by the way. That was amazing.”

Judge absolutely could not recreate this if he tried. And stars, he never wants to have to do that again.

-

“We need to get out of here,” Punk says. “This is not a place for us to be establishing Tenno relations.”

“Punk, we need al the suport we can get. Especially now that we’ve lost the Lotus and it looks like we’re facing a new sentient incursion. This planet has water, it has alloys, and it’s a good distance from the last solar rail. The Tenno council’s agreed - everyone needs to start looking for allies wherever we can.”

“I never agreed to follow any Tenno council,” Kore mutters. “Punk’s right, we need to get out of here. Someone else can make these people allies. I’m not doing this.”

“Guys, they’re friendly.”

“Hades, they’re cannibals,” Kore hisses.

Judge glares at her, “You can’t just say those kind of things about people. What would you know? We just met them, we don’t have any records from the network of anyone making significant relationships or noticing anything from them prior to this. Just because you think poorly of everyone doesn’t necessarily mean it’s true.”

“Ouch,” Punk says. “That’s…harsh.”

“It’s definitely true,” Kore replies, unfazed, “But in this case I’m not talking shit to just talk shit and be prickly.”

“Percy using the word prickly to describe herself voluntarily. I never thought I hear it happen.”

“In this situation I’m being perfectly literal when I say that these people are fucking cannibals,” Kore says, “Because I am one hundred percent certain that the bones on their everything are people bones. And they were making these weird references and had tattoos like butchers marks. I think their religion is based on ritual sacrifice, Hades. As in, you ritually sacrifice somebody and eat their parts to get stronger. I don’t like this. We need to get the hell out of here.”

“They are not cannibals.”

“No, they are definitely cannibals,” Chic says, “I took a closer look and I had my cephalon do a comparative scan of some of the inks they’re using. It’s almost definitely people, and the bones are one hundred percent people. We need to get the hell out of here.”

“What is wrong with all of you? It could be like - I don’t know. Blood from a cut. Bones from sky burials. Guys, stop being like Persephone.”

“Hades, I have qualms about this endeavor,” the Empress says, walking up to them, hand placed on one of her sword hilts.

“Not you, too,” Judge groans before throwing his arms open, “Okay. Everyone listen. These people are not cannibals. We’re all going to behave and do our damn job as Tenno who are trying to do outreach to brace fo war. Persephone, just be quiet and stand somewhere you can watch things not go poorly. Empress, don’t scare everyone to death with your everything and get them to start war with us out of fear of everything you. Alpha, you stand right next to Punk at all times that way we don’t lose you and Punk has a minder. Chic, please for the love of everything just keep it in as much as you can.”

There’s a pause as everyone just looks at him.

“Okay. Good. Let’s go,” Judge says, trying not to think about how ordering around a bunch of personalities like this is going to backfire on him so very hard. At least three of them are going to passive aggressively get back at him. Who knows about the other two He just can’t tell which is going to be which.

Judge turns around and his breath does a really complicated thing in which is makes a really sharp pain in his chest and kind of burns going down.

There’s a person on a stone tablet with a butcher knife. There is another person who looks way too enthusiastic to be marked up with ritualistic paint.

And there’s a bunch of herbs.

They’re going to cook and roast this guy.

Holy shit.

“Oh fuck, they’re actually cannibals,” Judge wheezes.

[authorlaragrey-blog]

Rough Draft, First Chapter of WIP

Chapter One

“No, I’m not letting you see her,” Jennifer said. “We agreed before she was even born! It’s not going to happen.”

Sean ground his teeth, the muscles in his jaw tensing. High winds whipped through the hot, dry Mojave, pushing against his body. He took a deep breath before speaking. “She doesn’t have to know who, or what, I am. I just… does she look like me? Act like my mother?” He chuckled, “holy shit, I hope she doesn’t act like my mother.”

“I get it. You lost your mom, now you want to replace that loss with Kyra. But you agreed. We can’t risk it.” Jennifer pulled her straight, brown hair out of her face and into a tighter bun.

“It could be a chance encounter at a diner. Maybe we go to the same movie at the theater.”

“You coming here, even contacting me once, was dangerous. Now you want chance encounters? It’ll grow from there, you’ll want more. Except this right here, just us talking about it in the middle of the friggin’ desert, is dangerous!”

A tiny sliver of moon barely illuminated their meeting space in a patch of sand. The only other source of light for miles in any direction would have to come from one of the camping trailers that housed the members of Jennifer’s Pride. They lay no more than ten yards beyond a dune in front of the pair. The Pride would be asleep by now, probably dreaming of a good hunt.

Sean’s hand twitched at his side; for a moment he clenched his fist. A 9mm was holstered to his right thigh. Every nerve ending wanted to send the signal to draw that gun. He pushed the thought away, his twitching almost subconscious. “I know I’m not handling my grief well here, but she’s the only family I have left.”

“Except she’s not your family. She’s a Waters, not a Mitchell. She’s my family. She’s Malcolm’s family. She’s like us, not you!” Jennifer crossed her arms tight to the front of her body.

Sean could no longer ignore the impulse. He drew his gun without thinking. Before either of them knew how, he had the barrel pointing at Jennifer’s forehead, dead center. The bullet exited the chamber before Jennifer could finish shifting a claw, before Sean could draw in a breath. Silver pierced Jennifer’s skull.

A deafening bang destroyed the quiet in an instant. Jennifer’s body collapsed, blood and sprinkles of silver staining the sand encircling her head. Sean stared at her, his mouth dropping open as he lowered his gun. “Fuck!”

He started hyperventilating, dropping the weapon before grasping fists full of blonde hair at the sides of his head. He paced along the length of the corpse at his feet. “Shit, no. No, no, no! I didn’t mean to… I.” He choked on his words as reality sunk in. A tear dripped down his cheek.

A young female voice broke the brief silence that followed the shot. “Mom?”

It was on the other side of the dune Sean now stared at. If it was Kyra, she couldn’t know he was responsible for this, couldn’t find him here hovering over her mother’s body. He took a last look at Jennifer. I’m sorry.

Sean retrieved his gun, holstered it, and stumbled away in a panic. He headed toward the road where he had parked his bike, hoping the wind would scatter any of his scent that lingered. With any luck, the Pride would never know he was the last to see their beloved alive. A distant roar overpowered the sound of the motorcycle’s engine as he sped down the road.

***

Kyra jumped awake from her unconsciousness. What was that sound? Thunder, maybe? She peered out the trailer window over the head of her bed, searching for clouds. The sky was crystal clear, nothing but bright stars freckled along the pitch black night.

She left her room in the back and walked into the living area. Perhaps something heavy had fallen? Nothing seemed out of place. She shuffled to the sleeper couch with the intention of waking her mother to ask if she’d heard anything. A crumpled mess of blankets and pillows was all that greeted her.

Kyra opened the door, “mom?” No answer. She walked down the steps, letting the door slam shut behind her. The wind blew in multiple directions, blasting sand against her face and into her cropped brown hair. No light bled from the many vehicles and trailers in the camp. She appeared to be the only one awake.

She opened the door to her trailer again, “mom, you in the bathroom?” No response. She walked to the center of camp, her heart rate a little faster than normal. “MOM!”

Malcolm opened the door of his motorhome. He covered a yawn with one hand while stretching the rest of his body. “Kyra, why are you yelling?”

Kyra turned to face Malcolm, her amber eyes opened wide, her breath quickening. “I can’t find her, where would she go?”

“Who, honey?”

“Mom!”

“Last I saw her, she was heading off to bed.”

“Well she’s not there now!”

The wind blew toward them from over the dune behind the camp. The heavy, metallic smell of blood punched them in the face. It wasn’t a wounded animal, nor was it human. The scent was distinct, familiar, too familiar.

Kyra ran toward the smell, closing the distance and scaling the dune quicker than Malcolm could finish stumbling out of his RV. She heard him yelling behind her, warning her of possible dangers, begging her to wait for him. She didn’t care.

The form of a person lying in the sand came into view as she reached the top. Its chest didn’t rise and fall, no movement was evident. The odor of shifter blood grew stronger as Kyra moved toward the body. She grew numb, her breathing shallow and rapid, as she staggered closer.

She dropped to her knees in front of her mother, her knees sinking into the sand as she wept. “Mom?” Her voice cracked as she stroked Jennifer’s cheek.

Malcolm reached the top of the dune. “Is it Jennifer? Did you find her? Is she hurt?” When Kyra didn’t answer, he hastened down the other side. As the image before him became clearer, Malcolm sat next to Kyra, one hand clasping her shoulder while the other covered his gaping mouth.

“Someone did this to her. On purpose.” Kyra wiped the tears from under her eyes. “Someone who knew how.”

An engine revved in the distance. The sound came from the same direction as the main road butted against this patch of desert.

Kyra let out an enraged scream as her bones cracked and reformed. Her fingernails stretched and sharpened into claws while her hands and feet widened into thick paws. Her sweats went from baggy to tight as her body grew, the threads straining against longer, denser muscles. Her teeth became larger and sharper, her jaws expanding to accommodate. Soft, tan fur dispersed along bronze skin, from the top of her head to the tip of her tail. The screaming became a deep, resounding roar as she finished shifting.

Kyra’s vision tunneled in the direction she meant to head. She ignored Malcolm roaring for the rest of the Pride to wake up and join them as she bolted for the road.

That engine, and whatever it belonged to, was at least a mile away by the time Kyra reached the street. She could still hear it blaring from afar, gaining distance at dangerous speed. She bent her head to the ground, sniffing at any tracks or footprints she found. Unadulterated tenacity coursed through her veins. Winds be damned! She would find something, anything, any way to track her target.

A trace of her mother’s blood rested near fresh tire impressions on the cracked, neglected asphalt. A growl vibrated her throat as she bounded forward, following the trail. I’m going to tear them apart!

[capbucky-0506]

Happy Birthday, Darling (StevexReader)

Happy 4th of July!!!! And Happy 99th Birthday to (my darling?) Steve Rogers💕💕💕 Here's a new oneshot just for today!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ July 4th. Independence Day. The day our founding fathers signed the Declaration of Independence. And also the day America's "golden boy" was born. You woke up to the sun shining in your eyes. After stretching for a minute, you feel an arm snake around your waist and pull you closer. "Good morning, babe," Steve mumbles as he buries his face in your hair and begins to place kisses on the back of your neck. "Good morning," you reply, turning around to plant a kiss on his lips. "Happy Birthday, Darling." A smile creeps onto his face. "Thanks, doll. What's on the agenda today?" You sigh as you sit up. "You have press and ceremonies all day, while Fury decided to keep me busy with a bunch of meetings and briefings that I would rather eat dirt than go to. I'm sorry we couldn't do something better for your birthday." "At least we have tonight," he reassures. "That's all I need." You smile and grab his hand, bringing it up to your lips. "Be at the tower by 7:30 and we'll go to dinner, okay? I made reservations." "Perfect." He plants a kiss on your lips and walks out of your room to get to his. Making sure he's far enough so he can't hear you, you grab your phone and call Bucky. "Everything set, Barnes?" "It's 11:40, the guests come at 7, Steve gets here at 7:30. Assemble the team." You press a button on your bracelet that signals the team, something you helped build with Tony. Luckily, Steve's was disabled for the day. Soon, Bucky, Sam, Tony, Natasha, Clint, Bruce, Wanda, Pietro, Vision, Scott, Peter, T'Challa, Thor, and Loki file into your room. They all pile on and around your bed as you stand in front of them. "Alright, you guys. Steve's gonna be back at 7:30 so we need all hands on deck for the entire day. You all have tasks, and there are already cars outside for each group. Tony, Scott, and Peter, you three are in charge of getting the fireworks together. It's the 4th of July, so make sure they're unlike any other fireworks being displayed today." Tony rolls his eyes. "I'm Tony Stark, for god's sake. I was born being the best." "Then make sure these fireworks are Stark-level awesome." The three of them nod and run out. "Wanda and Pietro, you're in charge of food. Check in with the chefs and make sure the meal is gonna be amazing." "May I tag along with them?", Vision asks. "I shall enjoy seeing other people cook so I can improve my skills." "Sure, Vis. You three, get going." The twins, along with Vision, race out of the room. "Thor and Loki, you're in charge of the cake." "Why would it take two of us to get a cake?", Loki questions. "I could get it myself without having this oaf in my way." "It's a big cake, and I don't trust just one of you to get it. No offense, but you might do something to it." "Very true." Thor and Loki walk out. "T'Challa and Sam, I'm leaving you guys with the entertainment. The band I booked has to do sound checks, so make sure they're prepared and give them the song list." "But-" "No buts, Sam. You two have to learn to work together. Now go!" T'Challa smirked. "Yes, let us go bird man." He walked out of the room, a grumbling Sam following behind. Only Bucky, Natasha, Clint, and Bruce were left. "The rest of us are gonna go get the decorations and make sure this place looks amazing. Me, Nat, and Bucky will take one car and Clint and Bruce will take the other. I'll text you what you need to get. And since we're the remaining people and technically in the same group, I managed to get us something a little better than regular cars." ----------------------------------- "HOW COME THEY GET A LIMO?" You hear Sam shout as the five of you pile into the two limos you ordered. "MY GROUP, MY RULES," you shout back as your limo starts to move. You, Nat, and Bucky drove all around New York, buying any decorations you liked (which was hard, due to the fact that some places were closed for Independence Day). By the time you got back to the tower, it was 5 and you were tired as hell. Clint and Bruce got back at the same time. "Alright, you guys. I know we're hot and tired and sweaty, but let's get everything decorated so we can go change our clothes." The five of you worked as fast as you can, ensuring that the place looked amazing. There was red, white, and blue everywhere. The tower practically screamed "Star Spangled Man With A Plan." At 6, the decorations were done and your group raced to your rooms. You quickly dawned on a red, white, and blue dress with red heels and a matching red clutch. Your hair was already curled so you just tamed the (many) flyaways and wiped off your makeup, reapplying it so it looked better. You finished getting ready at 6:30. You got a phone call from Sam and quickly picked it up. "Hey Sam, what's up?" "Big problem. The band can't play tonight." You froze. "What? Why not? What the hell happened?" "Their lead singer lost her voice and they don't have a backup," T'Challa replies. You closed your eyes to think for a moment. Then, you got an idea. "What if we do karaoke? And then we'll have F.R.I.D.A.Y. play music when everyone is partying." You hear Sam and T'Challa mumbling something to the band. After a minute, Sam says, "they said they could do it, no problem." You let out a breath. "Thank god. Now get their asses to the tower. The guests are coming in half an hour." "We'll be right there." As soon as you hang up, you get another call from Thor. "Lady Y/N, I'm afraid there's a problem with the cake." "What is it?" "They're giving it to someone else." "What? Why?" "They're claiming it's their cake." You rummage for the receipt in your dresser and snap a picture of it, sending it to Thor. "I just sent you the receipt. Now FIGHT FOR THAT CAKE." You hang up and bury your face in your hands. After a few minutes, Thor texts you a selfie of the cake, Loki, and himself with the caption "WE GOT IT". You couldn't help but laugh out loud. You press the button on your bracelet to assemble the team. In ten minutes, they were all here. "Okay, everyone. It's 6:50. Guests are gonna be here in ten minutes. Is everything ready?" "The band is set up." "The fireworks are prepared." "The cake is downstairs." "The place is decorated." "The food is delicious." You beam. "We did it! Everyone, hands in!" Everyone puts their hands in the middle. "Cap on three!" "One, two, three, CAP!" You all throw your hands in the air. "ALRIGHT PEOPLE! YOU GOT TEN MINUTES TO GET PREPARED. NOW, GO GO GO!" ----------------------------------- The party was in full swing by 7:10. People were laughing and having a good time. You were at the bar nursing a drink, drowning out the crowd. You didn't even hear Jane and Thor come up to you. "Everything alright, Y/N?", Jane asks. You sighed. "I-I'm fine." "No, you're not," Thor says. "What's wrong?" "It's Steve's birthday gift." You quietly tell them what it is. Jane takes your hand. "It's an amazing gift, and you're so fearless giving that to him. Don't be afraid. He'll love it." "Steve is a very lucky man," Thor adds. "You care about him very much. He'd be a fool to give that up." You smile. "Thanks, you guys. You're honestly amaz-" "Y/N!" Bucky runs up to you. "Steve's outside! You need to get into places." You grab a mic from behind the bar. "EVERYONE, PLACES! STEVE'S COMING! F.R.I.D.A.Y., KILL THE LIGHTS." All of the guests find a hiding place and the lights turn off. You walk over to the entrance, waiting for Steve. After a minute, you see him walk up to you. "Hey, doll," he says, giving you a light kiss. "Ready to go?" "Actually, I was thinking we should stay in." "Oh, I thought you were excited about dinner?" "Yea, about that..." The lights turned on instantly and everyone popped out. "SURPRISE!!!!" Steve looked taken aback, but soon had a big smile on his face. "Happy Birthday, Darling!", you squeal. Bucky runs up to the two of you. "Happy Birthday, Punk," he says as he hugs Steve. "This little missy right here planned the whole thing." Steve pulls you into a hug. "I fucking love you, you know that?" "Language, Captain," you reply with a smirk. You could tell Steve was having a blast the entire night. He always loved hanging out with you, Bucky, Sam, and the rest of the team. In fact, everyone was getting along. Sam and T'Challa were rapping the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air theme song for karaoke, Thor and Loki were having an arm wrestling contest while Jane was rolling her eyes at them, Nat and Bruce were flirting (again), Scott was fangirling over Steve, Peter was talking to Tony and Pepper, Clint was joking around with Maria, Bucky and Steve were playing pool, and Wanda and Vision were by the bar as Pietro was making them drinks. Halfway through the night, you managed to grab Steve and take him to the terrace for some alone time. Your heart was pounding. "Is something wrong, Y/N?", he questioned. You took a deep breath and grabbed his hands. "Steve, words can't describe how much you mean to me. Before I met you, I was lost. I didn't know who I was or what I would become. When you stepped into my life, it was like a beacon of light shining down on me. I've loved you even before I knew what love was. And I want to be with you for the rest of my life." You shakily open your clutch and pull out a small box, tossing the purse to the side. Steve's eyes widen as you get down on one knee. You open the box to reveal a silver band. "I know this isn't the traditional way of doing things," you say with a nervous laugh. "But, Steven Grant Rogers, will you marry me?" A smile creeped onto his face as he kneeled down to match your level. "Of course I'll marry you." You started tearing up as you took the ring from the box and placed it on his finger. You set the box down on the ground as he pulled you into a kiss, and you can tell he was tearing up as well. At that moment, the firework display begins. You and Steve stand up and hold onto each other as you gaze at the beautiful sky. Red, white, and blue fireworks light up the night, illuminating the city. Tony, Scott, and Peter really outdid themselves. "Happy 4th of July, Y/N." "Happy Birthday, Darling."

[7livky]

Dionysus - Park Jimin

CHAPTER 6

Diona's POV

Tied up feelings. Does that mean anything to you? Do you know it when you close your eyes for a moment, look around again and lastly touch things to realize something? Do you know that feeling when you are dominated by something else, when you lose control?

Then you gulp and it pulls in your chest, your breath is briefly gone. It jams behind your eyes, you're unable to do anything, to say anything.

Has a voice ever touched your soul? No more than four words that came out of his mouth and yet I heard something in his tone of voice that was so fascinating and reassuring to hear that it had settled in my head.

A human, surrounded by an angelic aura, white little sparkles that did not stray from his body for a second as if they belonged to him only.

Scintillation. The glittering of the stars, the creation of flashes of light. A man who reflected the entire universe in his eyes?

His small nose was like drawn, with almost invisible freckles and a slight shimmer on the tip of his nose.

Such piquant features, such prominent cheekbones and jaw lines that you wanted to draw him here and now.

When a silver strand of hair fell on his forehead, tiny glitter particles flew around us, making him smile. As soon as his snow-white teeth appeared, my mouth also formed into a smile.

Two loud blast sounds in a row.

My hand on his chest trembled when I tried to take it away, but he wouldn't let me. It was really the beating of his heart. His ice-blue eyes were still focused on my small smile.

I glanced at the chandelier on the ceiling, which was swaying back and forth.

My hand now floated in front of his face before my index finger touched his lower lip. He closed his eyes and remained still like a statue. My nail brushed along his feathery lips, forming a heart shape.

Could something like that really be just a human being?

I took a deep breath, because I noticed that I was losing more and more control. But it was just a dream, so I could say whatever I wanted.

"Do we drink at midnight and kiss until our lips burn?"

He opened his eyes.

But this time we heard a ringing that came from afar. It sounded like a giant horn, indicating a signal. The sound was so frightening, it made me sick.

As if out of nowhere, there was suddenly a grape between his index finger and thumb, that he slowly brought to my mouth. Biting the grape, I felt his fingers touching my lips. My whole body tense up from the contact.

Why was his impact stronger than mine? Why did it feel like my skin was on fire the closer he got to me?

Then he slowly got up and without further ado he ran out of the room, towards the direction where this loud instrument came from.

I swallowed hard, the sweet taste arousing a desire for more.  I was completely alone and knew that I would wake up soon. I licked over my lips, they still tasted like the delicious fruit. Slowly I lay back on the bed and turned to my right. This was the moment when I first realized what was hidden behind the long curtains. No windows, no. It was the ocean.

-

"I ask for the last time! What the fuck did you put in my drink?!"

I grabbed him by the collar and looked into his big eyes. The corners of his mouth lifted up every second, not because he seemed amused, but..

"What? What are you smiling at now?" When he smirked, one corner of his mouth went higher than the other, his teeth looked even bigger in real life than in the pictures, he had not only two dimples, but four. I didn't want to admit it, but my heart was beating like a madman. He was fascinating.

"I'm just happy."

I let him go. "Oh, my God, what did you do to me while I was half dead?"

He suddenly bit his teeth. "If you knew BTS, you would know we're not such disgusting people. I never touched you once. Even if you accused me of something like that, I'd still like you to keep on painting."

I kept looking into Jungkok's eyes, but found no trace of hypocrisy. How could this angel lie?

"Okay, I get it. Just transfer the whole amount back" ,he lifted my bag and walked through the huge mansion. Opening the door, he looked at me sadly. I sighed loudly and took my things off him.

"See you tomorrow" I rolled my eyes before I got in the car and sod off.

There was a sudden pressure on my temples, which made me hiss. "Fuck" I whispered and looked in the rearview mirror before I stopped at the side of the road. An unbearable beeping in my ears started now. I shut my eyes, continuing to massage my temples.

He was staring at me. But this time with an incredibly fearful look that would make even a demon jealous. As if he was peering right into my soul. His eyes were darker than the night that gave me goose bumps.

"Get out of my head!" I hit the steering wheel and tried to breathe. I opened the compartment to my right so I could take my pills. I screamed with rage as all three fell from my trembling hand.

I was looking down at my leg when my phone suddenly vibrated.

Jong-suck my dick is calling.

"Hello."

"Diona you little whore, where have you been for a day?!"

A day?

"Ha ha, that was a good one."

But when I looked at the date, my eyes widened. I- I had been there for a.. a day?

I heard him taking a deep breath and puking it out, so I covered my ears. I was ready.

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, ARE YOU STONED OR SOMETHING? DID YOU SMOKE? YOU'VE BEEN WITH GOD KNOWS WHO SINCE YESTERDAY! PAINTING A WALL, MY ASS, DON'T LIE. DID I GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO GO THERE? NO. HAVE I BEEN ABLE TO REACH YOU? NO. DID I HAVE TO LIE TO YOUR PARENTS ABOUT YOU SLEEPING AT MY HOUSE? YES!"

I opened my eyes again as he gasped for breath. Here we go again.

"NOW COME TO MY PLACE, BECAUSE OF YOU I COULDN'T FUCK SOMEONE THAT NIGHT BECAUSE I WAS SO WORRIED."

I raised my eyebrows and.. well..

I just hung up.

-

"OW! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" He rubbed himself in his most precious place. I pushed him aside and lay down on the grey couch in the living room.

"Now she yawns like a hyena?"

He ran up to me and started grabbing me everywhere. "Ew let go!"

"What have you been doing all night long that makes you so tired?!" He held my hands, which were trying to beat him, and analyzed my neck. Was he seriously looking for hickeys?

"Oh man, she had her first time, and I wasn't the one she had the pleasure with?" ,he sighed disappointed.

"Oh please, it would take too long for you to get yours up anyway."

He made his lips into a line.

"Oh, and by the way," I started taking my pills right after that.

He blinked for a second.

"-I saw Jungkook from BTS."

It didn't take long before he burst into laughter and looked at me as if I had lost my mind. "That was a good one."

I grinned, getting up and looking for something yummy in the fridge. "You don't believe me? Just come with me next time."

"Hmm" he nodded, "sure. Everyone wants to see JK, right?" He still laughed at me.

I sat down after I had prepared a delicious toast. But what was that between my legs?

JK's giant **** maybe?

And there she was again. Let me introduce you. My inner me, which spoke to me from time to time.

"Jongsuk."

"Yes?" he asked while playing with his cell phone.

"Open your mouth" I said sweetly, and he did. I stuffed the thong into his mouth, which I had found between the crack of the sofa.

He got up immediately and threw it at me. "Psychophath! I  told you!"

"Fuckboy. I told you."

After a while he had calmed down and got ready for tonight. I, on the other hand, was in a conversation with his brother, who was a therapist.

"Try to control the action in your dream. It' s called lucid dreaming. It sounds dreamy in the truest sense of the word, and it works."

I scratched my head. " But I already can. It feels too real... And that's what scares me so much. I can even absorb scents. And it looks like I've been dreaming for more than a day but I can't complain."

This time he was the one who scratched his head. He stared at his younger brother, who was coming out of his bedroom. "She needs at least fifteen sessions."

"Maaaaaan", I murmured and got up. "Are there any more of my clothes here?" Jong-suk nodded. "And shoes?" He nodded again.

I thanked my therapist by bending over. "It looks like I'll let it all out tonight."

He nodded understandingly, whereupon I started to get ready.

-

Author's POV

"She had stars in her eyes and poetry on her lips. Loving a woman like her will bring you to your knees.." ,he simply nodded as he spoke with such certainty.

"Sitting next to her was like taking a sip of eternity, the sun, the stars, the sky never tasted so good."

Jimin and Jungkook had their eyes on each other. Jungkook licked over his lips and finally nodded as he leaned back. A calming silence then set in. As if they were too busy with their thoughts.

Their attention suddenly shifted to the door. The person knocked exactly three times and only then did Jimin get up. With elegant steps, he walked there to open it. Jungkook watched his black hair shining in the light.

The person at the door lowered his head slightly to one side, "Come on, let's go."

-

"Shut the fuck up, please!" she hissed and tried to cover his mouth. " Shhhhh!"

Jongsuk managed to free himself from her small hands. "It's fucking Suga, oh my God!"

When they left Jongsuk's penthouse, Diona recognized the stunning purple sports car on the road with which she had a race.

She decided to follow the driver, but nobody could have imagined where they would end up and who he was.

Jongsuk drove further back and tried to disguise himself,  fortunately his car was black and therefore more inconspicuous than Diona's in the dark. Suga stepped aside, allowing you to see..

Was that..

Diona put her hand on her heart.

"I-is this really-"

Park Jimin?

All three of them got in the car when the others heard the sound of three doors slamming.

"He," she swallowed loudly, "looks completely different than in my dreams."

Jongsuk finished his cigarette and drove further into the forest before they were caught. "I don't want to sound weird, but as much as I love women and their pussies, those men over there are the hottest men that were ever born."

Diona's POV

The only thing I could say or do about this statement was to nod like a lunatic. "And that's only three of the seven members..."

We held our breath as they raced past us and seconds later we followed them. I played with the ends of my dress, trying not to die of a heart attack.

"I think I know where we're going." We exchanged glances. "They're going to the most luxurious club in Seoul."

"But what if they get attacked by dozens of fans there? Isn't that too dangerous?"

"I wouldn't be surprised if the club was owned by one of them so they could choose exactly who was allowed to get in and who wasn't."

He had a point.

"Wait a minute" I looked at him. " That means that we're not gonna get in. Look at us."

"Hey!" he said angrily as he tried not to lose track of them. "We look like Bonnie and Clyde."

I grunted like a pig. "More like Spongebob and Patrick, but okay."

"We're almost there" ,he ignored me.

As Jongsuk had already claimed, Suga drove in the direction of the back building and disappeared as if from nowhere. We, on the other hand, parked in the parking lot for the regular guests.

"Ready?" He checked me out with his perfect face.

"Let's go" I nodded.

"And don't forget to show your cleavage."

I was about to take off my red high heel and hit him with it. "What am I? A whore?"

"Yes," he giggled cute. "My little whore." The guard gave us a weird look when he heard that.

"Lee Jongsuk and Park Diona",I spoke in a deep voice, licking my red lips.

The bodyguard grabbed the plug on his ear and turned his back on us. After a few seconds, he bent over in front of my feet. "I'm sorry, of course you can come in."

Just as I was about to beg him to let us in, I stopped. What did he say?

"Just hurry up" ,Jongsuk whispered, pushing me past him.

A strong red light shone in my face, the walls, even the floor gleamed as if there were mirrors everywhere. Only after a few seconds did I realize that they were really mirrors. In the whole club. The bass vibrated under my feet, the red light changed to dark blue and left me speechlessly standing on the court. The sound of the music was another level, it sounded perfect. Everything was perfect.

"Come on, show these people how badass my best friend can dance!" Jongsuk yelled and slapped my ass. I laughed out loud and looked away from him while we stood at a table. The club was crowded, except for the lower area. If you looked up, you saw VIP seats, but they were still free.

At that very moment I heard a beat that sounded very familiar to me. I moved to the rhythm, I knew what was coming.

Usher, Usher, Usher

"Wooooooo!" Jongsuk yelled, trying to hit on me. I laughed louder and louder until a sudden cheer broke out. Not a single person who didn't clap, scream or jump around.

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

My eyes sought the path that all other eyes followed, because I wanted to know where they were looking.

Upstairs. Someone was actually standing there,

with his divine aura.

[airoasis]

Everything Wrong With Captain Marvel In 16 Minutes Or Less

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Everything Wrong With Captain Marvel In 16 Minutes Or Less

never much like the Stanley cameos and definitely don’t like logos but this is goddamn touching but while we’re on the subject of opening logos for movies let’s frame it this way imagine buying the new Taylor Swift album but before you can hear me you have to first listen to 20 seconds of a universal music group audio jingle it would probably be rocking and full of tight harmonies but it would still forever be 20 seconds of norway’s standing between you and your music that’s what opening studio logos do for movies place my hands so angry oh my god they give us the name of the city the description of that city’s importance and then a third line with an utterly incomprehensible series of letter and number characters do you know what time it is Jesus Marvel movies young Dumbledore young Pope Sherlock Holmes is there any beloved institution that Jude Law hasn’t infiltrated anything you know funny how I was thinking the same thing about this chatty friendly fight scene which happens in every movie there’s nothing dangerous warrior an emotion not even a nuclear weapon a landmine sharp sword sniper’s bullet jagged rocks meat from a plant that once had an e.coli outbreak control your impulses so easy miss start using this there’s so much goddamn pedantic mansplaining in the beginning of this movie that I fast forwarded to the end where Carol blasts the Balrog and watched it three times in a row future VR requires artificial tendrils that get to know you better than your spouse just because it looks kind of cool doesn’t make it practical so the burrito supreme searches your thoughts and becomes the person that you’re closest to before communicating I mean contact got murdered for doing that at the end of the movie so long the scrolls have invaded yet another border planet this time Topher already lost me dude if you think for one minute I’m getting all this down plus the three or four other names organizations planets he mentions in this briefing you sadly overestimate my ability to give it well marvel do you read me anybody copy as technologically advanced as they are at a Cree or apparently still reliant on 1990s cellphone reception this is some dusty furry dust things suspense I’m no expert but maybe if you spent less time screaming you’d be able to do more scrolling no one will be seated during the bunch of old portion of the movie some stuff is happening just try and keep track of the purple in the green they’re on different sides I think movie does a great job advertising the Air Force you don’t now the movie does pile on a bit heavy with this stuff about her constantly being told she’s not good enough I get that people are told that but in movie form maybe we don’t need to see it a dozen times to get the point okay fine we need some back story on why Carroll’s so driven to be the best but this exposition brain probe really feels more like a Nike commercial than an MCU film okay wait can you change the way the camera of your memory tilts so that you can pick up fine details let’s just like the zoom and enhance cliche but for your brain dr.

Wendy Lawson that’s her so Carol can hear the scrolls that are digging around in her memories and she in memory reacts to it you can’t change an event by remembering it right fright she got knocked out cold and captured on that planet with a single blast of one of these space Tasers now she’s impervious to them that’s not exactly full-sized so I guess we can call this a little helm scream in case you thought this movie’s 90s references we’re gonna be subtle she crashed lands into a king blockbuster huh movies playing this is a visual gag but was Carol seriously gonna immediately shoot any non-threatening presents in this environment what if this were the janitor doing a late-night cleaning this top shelf here goes hudsucker proxy hook something else that I’m pretty sure is hamburger hill then first night then jumping jack flash jr.

And just cause I worked at three different blockbusters in my lifetime and you could fire four there you have one job and I think half these movies on the Shelf star Sean Connery and Arnold Schwarzenegger how likely in 1995 is it that a blockbuster would be advertising babe with a giant poster and standee when that was only released in August of that year the church wasn’t coming out on video at this point honestly we take care of those dirty looks is quite simply the worst dry-cleaning advertising slogan I could even fathom why does a dry-cleaning service even need a slogan look at you be better off just writing your hours of operation talk about some nuclear yadda yadda how the hell does outdated 90s tech and a payphone and turn into a communicator with the ability to send signals to her people millions of miles away in space all did it book work sure she could make a space phone out of that but she couldn’t bypass Ma Bell in the ill communication once it’s real aliens find the earth to be way less than acceptable cliche okay if this call is urgent enough to use the sirens why not take the cops and shield until after daybreak to respond why was shield alerted at all it’s a broken window in a fucking blockbuster okay this d aging technology has officially gotten creepy as hell I’ll be honest Jana fired Sam Jackson looks pretty awesome here and I am terrified of how that technology will definitely be used in the future this is the most convenient Road near a train situation any city planner ever cooked up in pursuit and she should be easy to track considering she’ll be the only person in Los Angeles to take the train sure Stanley could have been reading Kevin Smith’s mole rat script in 1995 the movie came out on October 20th 1995 so this could be early in the year when it was about to get shot or something the problem is the record story just left Smashing Pumpkins Mellon Collie and the infinite sadness being advertised here is coming soon or already out came out October 23rd 1995 and while it’s insane that those two things were only three days apart Stan Lee would not have been reading the script in October unless he was just getting nostalgic about his cameo for the residents of LA to jump to an old lady’s needs and all but how is this even possible you’re telling me that after all the kicking Carol’s done three regular ask commuters could temporarily restrain her fight chase on top of a moving train I feel like I’ve never seen that before except always of course it is tunnels the only logical choice once you’ve opted for fight on top of a train what I’m still here at the blockbuster Coulson saw fury take off forever ago so why is he just calling it also look I think the young ending effect they’re using on Sam Jackson is amazing but they must have used all the resources on that because Clark Craig’s face makes Jeff Bridges and Tron Legacy look like fine art look movie no one in a major city subway terminal would look this hard and long and a girl in a weird costume subway terminals are beacons for folks in weird costumes I rode a train once with spider-man and Marilyn Monroe and a guy that look exactly like Richard Grieco only I don’t think that was a costume I think that was just Richard Grieco there you go now that no one can tell that’s an alien no one will ask questions about the body with a jacket thrown over its face inside the wrecked car ah cool the doohickey that the scroll dropped on the train gets inserted into the whatchamacallit and immediately displays plot convenient footage perfectly edited for maximum exposition alta vista internet cafes modems big computer monitors wasn’t 1995 hilarious but seriously how would carol have the first goddamn clue how to work this fad and sure the motorcycle guy was an asshole and probably deserved it but what did this vintage boutique ever do to anyone hey how’s your eye that’s a fine yeah they’re not gonna hem handedly try and shoehorn a reason for Fury’s eye patch into this movie I got word on a motorcycle thief that fits her description but instead of immediately following up on that lead I’m gonna waste valuable time at shield espousing this clunky dialogue might even drink a tear wine and stop by Sam Goody’s to pick up a jagged little pill CD before I act on any of this information toggling Scrolls can only some recent memories of their host bodies that is literally the definition of a stupid restriction to put on an ability just for plot or hero reasons why should they even be able to access any memories if all they’re doing is copycatting where are you born Huntsville Alabama does this do Carroll except to provide a little more backstory for fury is she able to verify this bolt in any way Ruth you’re not a scroll Carol is a dick – what if this is a jukebox from the 90s has to be 30% ac/dc CDs 40% Tom Petty CDs 29% journey CDs and 1% Van Morrison CD is that a communicator yeah state of the art – wig agent which would in no way and work in a bunker like this but I’m gonna keep making these nostalgic references as long as Marvel pays me to do so Oh how did this cat get into this official government covert facility and did they know he was a flirt come if so why is he out roaming the halls hey that’s exactly how Eminem writes his lyrics I’ll assume Lawson was writing the follow-up to Stan I want to question her along that sounds well evil and/or dirty all I know is we take them in to dead or alive dead or alive yeah agreed that’s excessive it makes no sense unless your bosses bosses a scroll poly these are the loudest lights I’ve ever heard can you imagine the constant jump scares you’d have to endure if you were collating these records the CGI cat is a king abomination and yes the actress is allergic and they had to do a CGI cat in some places but just take twenty thousand dollars of the money you’re spending on unifying Sam Jackson and put it into realistic in the cat god damn also they ran into that cat on level five in the storage room and somehow it ran several floors away from that position and got into the hangar and onto a prototype aircraft that they would eventually use Maria Rambo so how do we get to Louisiana I’m sorry but the amount of information they’ve gleaned from a few seconds of glancing through the records like Maria’s exact address is such bull that this movie is actively starting to stink what is Ronan looked like a character from mist here Carol appeared almost lifelike on the hologram earlier and even in full color his accuser tech still using dial-up or something she flashes little moments but I can’t tell what’s real I’ll tell you what’s real someone on this movie set design team thinks this single mother living alone with her daughter keeps a bowl on the table with 16 lemons in it that’s real that happened you’d better come take a look at this cliche that was all that survived the crash well that’s a lie you’re telling me a prototype aircraft crashed and every single piece of it disintegrated into dust including the rest of this dog tag but not this tiny corner of dog tag you know you really should be kinder to your neighbors you never know when you’re gonna need to borrow some sugar this is pretty hilarious but it’s also ridiculous to think that the scrolls stopped off at a fast-food joint to pick up some burgers and shakes on the way to Louisiana and how would you know about the sugar borrowing habits of earthly suburban Knights this soon into your stay on the planet that was before on you you uh before I knew what made you different from me honest Talos had to have gotten this information before the confrontation at the Pegasus base since that’s where he heard the recorder so if he knew that then why did he try to kill Furies ass he knew they were working together and now he’s all peaceful I actually really like this characters turn but given the sequence of events it doesn’t make a whole lot of sense what’s happening it’s loading windows 95 okay so Jude Law shot Lawson before she could blow up the ship but it takes like 15 seconds for him to show up at a distance in all this smoke plus their obstructed somewhat by the crash ship and they’re on the down slope of a hill how did he know where to aim Carol got her powers by being fantastic forward by the warp engine but the energy only hit her despite yon raw and about the same distance away she assumed his power she’s coming with us okay I’d maybe buy that this recording spurred Carol’s memory to recall the crash but she’s being unconscious here so how would she know this part quick question why did they leave the main house and all go to the one day from collapse cabin to listen to the audio it makes a nice shot but it makes no sense from a human being standpoint is this houses only computer out in the decrepit barn why does Talos still have Keller’s jacket on we’ve seen that when they morph into other humans they already have their clothes on but now that he’s turned back into his natural shape that jacket should be gone right she wanted you to help us find the core and why the hell didn’t she tell Carol about the reason for the mission in the first place I know it would have been weird to come out as an alien but they were already in top-secret mode this withholding of information both makes about as much sense as what happened to Poe in the last Jedi did you hear me man this depiction of the friendship between two strong independent women that is emotional but not corny is long overdue and it’s about goddamn time that Marvel showed it so I’m gonna take us in off because I’m totally a social justice warrior or virtue signal or whatever the latest term that’s complimentary but is being used to be derogatory take it off this moonlight shot makes no sense the pole at the bottom right of the shot shows a shadow that matches up with the moon’s location but then the spaceship thing that veers flew here has a shadow that suggests another even stronger light source off-screen to the right when they were handing out kids they gave up a toughest one lieutenant trouble so is everything cool now like KanCare remember everything about her life on earth black box recording was fucking magic what purpose does this function of the spacesuit serve like some cream was almost finished designing it and the supreme intelligence poked its head in and was like don’t forget to add the unnecessary color wheel why did they bring the can captivate this cat will lead her freak out on fury and cut his face but he doesn’t want to do it here in zero gravity which is baffling because I’ve owned a cat before a lawnmower can freak them out a clap of thunder can freak them out suspending in zero gravity but but have them clawing out the eyeballs of all the motherfuckers nearby until they were on solid footing the cloaking activated holy balls is there anything this magical wrist doohickey can’t do can it order takeout purchase ebooks access free porn ah Who am I kidding of course it can access free porn in her note she called us a tesseract you know I’m fine with the timeline of the tesseract the idea that Howard Stark helped found Pegasus in the 80s and handed it over to this project is totally okay I’m just tired of the fucking tesseract it shows up and seemingly every movie being on tesseract and stuff she’s a pinball wizard it’s gotta be a twist a pinball wizard has got such a supple wrist evil dude picked up the cat carried it all the way here and just tosses it casually and that is a ton of wasted effort what did you do to your uniform he got in her head just like we thought when Carol’s been calling with updates constantly since she’s been on earth and there’s no way they would know that the scroll to flipped his jacket it’s killer by the way does the supreme intelligence seriously have the bandwidth and the inclination for pithy one-liners species flirty threat hi so I’ll calmly place a cat’s eyes muzzle over its mouth and I just happen to be carrying on my person without us you’re only human flesh you may be you’re only human to me mistakes this montage of various Carol’s getting up after falling down is excessive and on the nose and over-the-top anjala you were reborn fierce because every sci-fi movie apparently needs an alien race to miss read something and call it something else like Star Trek with Vedra Tim Burton’s Planet of the Apes with kolima this goes on for some time I will say this about the movie it waits until the perfect time to unveil Carol’s true powers and this is a goosebumps inducing moment so it absolutely deserves us in off having said that this reveals sets up the same issue as DC has with Superman Carol is all-powerful she hasn’t discovered everything she could do yet but she’s pretty much unkillable now and future movies and game mm we’ll have to do a ton of hand waving and marginalization for her to be included at all into the rest of the MCU okay let playing on just a girl during the climactic scene of this movie that’s more on the nose than anything ever literally the only more on the nose song you could have chosen is Meredith Brooks bitch or maybe Barbie girl or Cyndi Lauper’s well the movie never explains it or even suggests it but jaan raghav errantly has the ability to manipulate metal like magneto and I needs more backstory than anything in this movie that you actually gave a backstory fool god damn huh did that happen the movie is directly contradicting its own previous implications about the power differential here oh they’re dogfighting in the canyons just like an independent Sky Captain and the world of to marvel dude Carroll may be all-powerful but does she also have a GPS built into her headpiece how the hell did she know exactly where yawn Rhonda DUP she didn’t even see him crash poop to me you can beat me this is a great moment but it was also super fucking obvious that it was gonna go down like this this is basically Indy taking out the sword guy with the gun and Raiders of the Lost Ark motherf lurkin I’ll be back before you know it she will not for emergencies only okay and real emergencies too not like of an alien species is invading one of your most populous cities and your shadow government is about to nuke the god of it as a result and really it would take a giant stroke of some luck and some space gravity to avoid total annihilation you could totally handle that you think you can find others like her we found her and we weren’t even looking okay the logic here is stunning and yes they do end up finding more heroes but it’s not because they already existed Carol was a one-in-a-billion fluke banner still hasn’t tested gamma radiation yet Tony has to be kidnapped and build a suit in a cave black widow is just a human badass and Hawkeye is decent too okay with arrows just how amazing with this cat vomit scene be if we didn’t know where the tesseract went during the sequence on lawson’s lab it might have felt worth sitting through the 12 minutes of credits might have there I said it I like a cat ah I’m just a free we have Vincent yeah we happy your father and I were just discussing his day at work why don’t you tell our daughter about it honey Janie today I quit my job and then I told my boss to go himself and then i blackmailed them for almost $60,000 past nice pair your father seems to think this kind of behavior something to be proud of and your mother seems to prefer that I go through life like a king prisoner while she keeps my in a mason jar under the sink tell the supreme intelligence that I’m coming to end it you Tom I’m coming and hell’s coming with me before we get started does anyone want to get out you want to play blind man go walk with the shepherd me my eyes are wide just talk

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Everything Wrong With Captain Marvel In 16 Minutes Or Less

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Everything Wrong With Captain Marvel In 16 Minutes Or Less

never much like the Stanley cameos and definitely don’t like logos but this is goddamn touching but while we’re on the subject of opening logos for movies let’s frame it this way imagine buying the new Taylor Swift album but before you can hear me you have to first listen to 20 seconds of a universal music group audio jingle it would probably be rocking and full of tight harmonies but it would still forever be 20 seconds of norway’s standing between you and your music that’s what opening studio logos do for movies place my hands so angry oh my god they give us the name of the city the description of that city’s importance and then a third line with an utterly incomprehensible series of letter and number characters do you know what time it is Jesus Marvel movies young Dumbledore young Pope Sherlock Holmes is there any beloved institution that Jude Law hasn’t infiltrated anything you know funny how I was thinking the same thing about this chatty friendly fight scene which happens in every movie there’s nothing dangerous warrior an emotion not even a nuclear weapon a landmine sharp sword sniper’s bullet jagged rocks meat from a plant that once had an e.coli outbreak control your impulses so easy miss start using this there’s so much goddamn pedantic mansplaining in the beginning of this movie that I fast forwarded to the end where Carol blasts the Balrog and watched it three times in a row future VR requires artificial tendrils that get to know you better than your spouse just because it looks kind of cool doesn’t make it practical so the burrito supreme searches your thoughts and becomes the person that you’re closest to before communicating I mean contact got murdered for doing that at the end of the movie so long the scrolls have invaded yet another border planet this time Topher already lost me dude if you think for one minute I’m getting all this down plus the three or four other names organizations planets he mentions in this briefing you sadly overestimate my ability to give it well marvel do you read me anybody copy as technologically advanced as they are at a Cree or apparently still reliant on 1990s cellphone reception this is some dusty furry dust things suspense I’m no expert but maybe if you spent less time screaming you’d be able to do more scrolling no one will be seated during the bunch of old portion of the movie some stuff is happening just try and keep track of the purple in the green they’re on different sides I think movie does a great job advertising the Air Force you don’t now the movie does pile on a bit heavy with this stuff about her constantly being told she’s not good enough I get that people are told that but in movie form maybe we don’t need to see it a dozen times to get the point okay fine we need some back story on why Carroll’s so driven to be the best but this exposition brain probe really feels more like a Nike commercial than an MCU film okay wait can you change the way the camera of your memory tilts so that you can pick up fine details let’s just like the zoom and enhance cliche but for your brain dr.

Wendy Lawson that’s her so Carol can hear the scrolls that are digging around in her memories and she in memory reacts to it you can’t change an event by remembering it right fright she got knocked out cold and captured on that planet with a single blast of one of these space Tasers now she’s impervious to them that’s not exactly full-sized so I guess we can call this a little helm scream in case you thought this movie’s 90s references we’re gonna be subtle she crashed lands into a king blockbuster huh movies playing this is a visual gag but was Carol seriously gonna immediately shoot any non-threatening presents in this environment what if this were the janitor doing a late-night cleaning this top shelf here goes hudsucker proxy hook something else that I’m pretty sure is hamburger hill then first night then jumping jack flash jr.

And just cause I worked at three different blockbusters in my lifetime and you could fire four there you have one job and I think half these movies on the Shelf star Sean Connery and Arnold Schwarzenegger how likely in 1995 is it that a blockbuster would be advertising babe with a giant poster and standee when that was only released in August of that year the church wasn’t coming out on video at this point honestly we take care of those dirty looks is quite simply the worst dry-cleaning advertising slogan I could even fathom why does a dry-cleaning service even need a slogan look at you be better off just writing your hours of operation talk about some nuclear yadda yadda how the hell does outdated 90s tech and a payphone and turn into a communicator with the ability to send signals to her people millions of miles away in space all did it book work sure she could make a space phone out of that but she couldn’t bypass Ma Bell in the ill communication once it’s real aliens find the earth to be way less than acceptable cliche okay if this call is urgent enough to use the sirens why not take the cops and shield until after daybreak to respond why was shield alerted at all it’s a broken window in a fucking blockbuster okay this d aging technology has officially gotten creepy as hell I’ll be honest Jana fired Sam Jackson looks pretty awesome here and I am terrified of how that technology will definitely be used in the future this is the most convenient Road near a train situation any city planner ever cooked up in pursuit and she should be easy to track considering she’ll be the only person in Los Angeles to take the train sure Stanley could have been reading Kevin Smith’s mole rat script in 1995 the movie came out on October 20th 1995 so this could be early in the year when it was about to get shot or something the problem is the record story just left Smashing Pumpkins Mellon Collie and the infinite sadness being advertised here is coming soon or already out came out October 23rd 1995 and while it’s insane that those two things were only three days apart Stan Lee would not have been reading the script in October unless he was just getting nostalgic about his cameo for the residents of LA to jump to an old lady’s needs and all but how is this even possible you’re telling me that after all the kicking Carol’s done three regular ask commuters could temporarily restrain her fight chase on top of a moving train I feel like I’ve never seen that before except always of course it is tunnels the only logical choice once you’ve opted for fight on top of a train what I’m still here at the blockbuster Coulson saw fury take off forever ago so why is he just calling it also look I think the young ending effect they’re using on Sam Jackson is amazing but they must have used all the resources on that because Clark Craig’s face makes Jeff Bridges and Tron Legacy look like fine art look movie no one in a major city subway terminal would look this hard and long and a girl in a weird costume subway terminals are beacons for folks in weird costumes I rode a train once with spider-man and Marilyn Monroe and a guy that look exactly like Richard Grieco only I don’t think that was a costume I think that was just Richard Grieco there you go now that no one can tell that’s an alien no one will ask questions about the body with a jacket thrown over its face inside the wrecked car ah cool the doohickey that the scroll dropped on the train gets inserted into the whatchamacallit and immediately displays plot convenient footage perfectly edited for maximum exposition alta vista internet cafes modems big computer monitors wasn’t 1995 hilarious but seriously how would carol have the first goddamn clue how to work this fad and sure the motorcycle guy was an asshole and probably deserved it but what did this vintage boutique ever do to anyone hey how’s your eye that’s a fine yeah they’re not gonna hem handedly try and shoehorn a reason for Fury’s eye patch into this movie I got word on a motorcycle thief that fits her description but instead of immediately following up on that lead I’m gonna waste valuable time at shield espousing this clunky dialogue might even drink a tear wine and stop by Sam Goody’s to pick up a jagged little pill CD before I act on any of this information toggling Scrolls can only some recent memories of their host bodies that is literally the definition of a stupid restriction to put on an ability just for plot or hero reasons why should they even be able to access any memories if all they’re doing is copycatting where are you born Huntsville Alabama does this do Carroll except to provide a little more backstory for fury is she able to verify this bolt in any way Ruth you’re not a scroll Carol is a dick – what if this is a jukebox from the 90s has to be 30% ac/dc CDs 40% Tom Petty CDs 29% journey CDs and 1% Van Morrison CD is that a communicator yeah state of the art – wig agent which would in no way and work in a bunker like this but I’m gonna keep making these nostalgic references as long as Marvel pays me to do so Oh how did this cat get into this official government covert facility and did they know he was a flirt come if so why is he out roaming the halls hey that’s exactly how Eminem writes his lyrics I’ll assume Lawson was writing the follow-up to Stan I want to question her along that sounds well evil and/or dirty all I know is we take them in to dead or alive dead or alive yeah agreed that’s excessive it makes no sense unless your bosses bosses a scroll poly these are the loudest lights I’ve ever heard can you imagine the constant jump scares you’d have to endure if you were collating these records the CGI cat is a king abomination and yes the actress is allergic and they had to do a CGI cat in some places but just take twenty thousand dollars of the money you’re spending on unifying Sam Jackson and put it into realistic in the cat god damn also they ran into that cat on level five in the storage room and somehow it ran several floors away from that position and got into the hangar and onto a prototype aircraft that they would eventually use Maria Rambo so how do we get to Louisiana I’m sorry but the amount of information they’ve gleaned from a few seconds of glancing through the records like Maria’s exact address is such bull that this movie is actively starting to stink what is Ronan looked like a character from mist here Carol appeared almost lifelike on the hologram earlier and even in full color his accuser tech still using dial-up or something she flashes little moments but I can’t tell what’s real I’ll tell you what’s real someone on this movie set design team thinks this single mother living alone with her daughter keeps a bowl on the table with 16 lemons in it that’s real that happened you’d better come take a look at this cliche that was all that survived the crash well that’s a lie you’re telling me a prototype aircraft crashed and every single piece of it disintegrated into dust including the rest of this dog tag but not this tiny corner of dog tag you know you really should be kinder to your neighbors you never know when you’re gonna need to borrow some sugar this is pretty hilarious but it’s also ridiculous to think that the scrolls stopped off at a fast-food joint to pick up some burgers and shakes on the way to Louisiana and how would you know about the sugar borrowing habits of earthly suburban Knights this soon into your stay on the planet that was before on you you uh before I knew what made you different from me honest Talos had to have gotten this information before the confrontation at the Pegasus base since that’s where he heard the recorder so if he knew that then why did he try to kill Furies ass he knew they were working together and now he’s all peaceful I actually really like this characters turn but given the sequence of events it doesn’t make a whole lot of sense what’s happening it’s loading windows 95 okay so Jude Law shot Lawson before she could blow up the ship but it takes like 15 seconds for him to show up at a distance in all this smoke plus their obstructed somewhat by the crash ship and they’re on the down slope of a hill how did he know where to aim Carol got her powers by being fantastic forward by the warp engine but the energy only hit her despite yon raw and about the same distance away she assumed his power she’s coming with us okay I’d maybe buy that this recording spurred Carol’s memory to recall the crash but she’s being unconscious here so how would she know this part quick question why did they leave the main house and all go to the one day from collapse cabin to listen to the audio it makes a nice shot but it makes no sense from a human being standpoint is this houses only computer out in the decrepit barn why does Talos still have Keller’s jacket on we’ve seen that when they morph into other humans they already have their clothes on but now that he’s turned back into his natural shape that jacket should be gone right she wanted you to help us find the core and why the hell didn’t she tell Carol about the reason for the mission in the first place I know it would have been weird to come out as an alien but they were already in top-secret mode this withholding of information both makes about as much sense as what happened to Poe in the last Jedi did you hear me man this depiction of the friendship between two strong independent women that is emotional but not corny is long overdue and it’s about goddamn time that Marvel showed it so I’m gonna take us in off because I’m totally a social justice warrior or virtue signal or whatever the latest term that’s complimentary but is being used to be derogatory take it off this moonlight shot makes no sense the pole at the bottom right of the shot shows a shadow that matches up with the moon’s location but then the spaceship thing that veers flew here has a shadow that suggests another even stronger light source off-screen to the right when they were handing out kids they gave up a toughest one lieutenant trouble so is everything cool now like KanCare remember everything about her life on earth black box recording was fucking magic what purpose does this function of the spacesuit serve like some cream was almost finished designing it and the supreme intelligence poked its head in and was like don’t forget to add the unnecessary color wheel why did they bring the can captivate this cat will lead her freak out on fury and cut his face but he doesn’t want to do it here in zero gravity which is baffling because I’ve owned a cat before a lawnmower can freak them out a clap of thunder can freak them out suspending in zero gravity but but have them clawing out the eyeballs of all the motherfuckers nearby until they were on solid footing the cloaking activated holy balls is there anything this magical wrist doohickey can’t do can it order takeout purchase ebooks access free porn ah Who am I kidding of course it can access free porn in her note she called us a tesseract you know I’m fine with the timeline of the tesseract the idea that Howard Stark helped found Pegasus in the 80s and handed it over to this project is totally okay I’m just tired of the fucking tesseract it shows up and seemingly every movie being on tesseract and stuff she’s a pinball wizard it’s gotta be a twist a pinball wizard has got such a supple wrist evil dude picked up the cat carried it all the way here and just tosses it casually and that is a ton of wasted effort what did you do to your uniform he got in her head just like we thought when Carol’s been calling with updates constantly since she’s been on earth and there’s no way they would know that the scroll to flipped his jacket it’s killer by the way does the supreme intelligence seriously have the bandwidth and the inclination for pithy one-liners species flirty threat hi so I’ll calmly place a cat’s eyes muzzle over its mouth and I just happen to be carrying on my person without us you’re only human flesh you may be you’re only human to me mistakes this montage of various Carol’s getting up after falling down is excessive and on the nose and over-the-top anjala you were reborn fierce because every sci-fi movie apparently needs an alien race to miss read something and call it something else like Star Trek with Vedra Tim Burton’s Planet of the Apes with kolima this goes on for some time I will say this about the movie it waits until the perfect time to unveil Carol’s true powers and this is a goosebumps inducing moment so it absolutely deserves us in off having said that this reveals sets up the same issue as DC has with Superman Carol is all-powerful she hasn’t discovered everything she could do yet but she’s pretty much unkillable now and future movies and game mm we’ll have to do a ton of hand waving and marginalization for her to be included at all into the rest of the MCU okay let playing on just a girl during the climactic scene of this movie that’s more on the nose than anything ever literally the only more on the nose song you could have chosen is Meredith Brooks bitch or maybe Barbie girl or Cyndi Lauper’s well the movie never explains it or even suggests it but jaan raghav errantly has the ability to manipulate metal like magneto and I needs more backstory than anything in this movie that you actually gave a backstory fool god damn huh did that happen the movie is directly contradicting its own previous implications about the power differential here oh they’re dogfighting in the canyons just like an independent Sky Captain and the world of to marvel dude Carroll may be all-powerful but does she also have a GPS built into her headpiece how the hell did she know exactly where yawn Rhonda DUP she didn’t even see him crash poop to me you can beat me this is a great moment but it was also super fucking obvious that it was gonna go down like this this is basically Indy taking out the sword guy with the gun and Raiders of the Lost Ark motherf lurkin I’ll be back before you know it she will not for emergencies only okay and real emergencies too not like of an alien species is invading one of your most populous cities and your shadow government is about to nuke the god of it as a result and really it would take a giant stroke of some luck and some space gravity to avoid total annihilation you could totally handle that you think you can find others like her we found her and we weren’t even looking okay the logic here is stunning and yes they do end up finding more heroes but it’s not because they already existed Carol was a one-in-a-billion fluke banner still hasn’t tested gamma radiation yet Tony has to be kidnapped and build a suit in a cave black widow is just a human badass and Hawkeye is decent too okay with arrows just how amazing with this cat vomit scene be if we didn’t know where the tesseract went during the sequence on lawson’s lab it might have felt worth sitting through the 12 minutes of credits might have there I said it I like a cat ah I’m just a free we have Vincent yeah we happy your father and I were just discussing his day at work why don’t you tell our daughter about it honey Janie today I quit my job and then I told my boss to go himself and then i blackmailed them for almost $60,000 past nice pair your father seems to think this kind of behavior something to be proud of and your mother seems to prefer that I go through life like a king prisoner while she keeps my in a mason jar under the sink tell the supreme intelligence that I’m coming to end it you Tom I’m coming and hell’s coming with me before we get started does anyone want to get out you want to play blind man go walk with the shepherd me my eyes are wide just talk