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positivelybeastly · 11 months ago

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"Whoop! Sorry there, didn't see you - what a night, right?"

Hank's pretty much barged right past her with the kind of shoulder charge only a high school quarterback or a superhero can have - and as it happens, he was both. Dressed in what looks to have been date attire, a rather swanky suit and pants (though no shoes, of course).

"Y'know, feels like I was sort of daring this to happen - you try and take a gal out to see Little Shop of Horrors, and, well."

He gestures at the massive plant creature that's savaging the city with a distinct air of 'figures.' This clearly isn't a new experience for him. He takes a moment to think things over, spotting an overturned truck on the other side of the street - past a veritable jungle of carnivorous, snapping plant mouths and violent, whipping tendrils - before snapping his fingers and shucking off his suit jacket, handing it to Skye.

"Hold on to that, would ya? A good friend of mine had that tailored for me, and I'd hate for Audrey II over here to get her nippers on it. Wish me luck!"

And with that, he dives in, bouncing, bounding, and practically ping ponging all over the place as he evades the plants, unable to stop talking the whole way through. Or, well.

Singing.

"Oh, da-doo~ I was walkin' in the wholesale flower district one day!"

"Shoop da-doo~! And I passed by this place where this - oh, yanno, we're just gonna skip that line."

"He sometimes sells me weird and exotic cuttings~ Snip da-doo!"

"Uh, because he knows, you see, that, that strange plants are my hobby~!"

"Da da da da da da-doo~! He didn't have anything unusual there that day!"

"Nope, da-doo~ So I was, ya know, just, just gonna walk on by!"

"Good for youuuuuu~!" He takes a moment in the midst of it all to snap his fingers, singing in the tone of almost a barbershop quartet (of one), before leaping away again.

"When suddenly and without warning, there was this, TO-TAL ECLIPSE OF THE - OOF!"

Hank let out a grunt when a tendril smacked him directly into a building, recovering enough to bounce right back into action. "Not a Little Shop fan, huh? Well, that's all right. I'm more a fan of one of the other songs, anyway."

"They say the meek shall inherit, you know the book doesn't lie, it's not a question of merit - da da da da daaaah, no way, forget it It's much too dangerous to keep that plant aliiiiiiive!"

With one last dive, Hank tumbled into the back of the truck he'd spotted, just missing the WHUMP of an oversized and very thorny, lethal looking limb that was just a hair away from turning him into a beastly pancake. He searched for a moment, the picture of controlled frantic, before finding a tank and grinning, cranking the top hard.

"No, no, you've got no alternative, Seymour, old boy, though it means you'll be broke again and unemployed, it's the only solution, it can't be avoided!"

"The vegetable must be destroyed!"

With an almighty pitch, the tank went sailing through the air and landed directly in the creature's mouth, taking just one pregnant moment to explode - in a shower of medical liquid nitrogen, causing it to shriek and spasm, right before Hank got to lobbing more and more tanks of nitrogen, freezing it into shocked hibernation, the almighty creature stuck in a beautiful icy tableau.

"Yanno, it's a shame we missed the winter season. Just a few weeks ago, they'da paid to keep you and move you to the Rockefeller Center. Heh!"

Whistling merrily as he made his way past the creature, Hank gave Skye a wink as he took his jacket back.

"You know what they say. Don't feed the plants!"

#gemkinetic #monologue meme #verse: earth's mightiest!#It counts as a monologue! It counts!

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tenaciouspostfun · 1 year ago

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"Leave The World Behind" stars Julia Roberts, Ethan Hawke, Kevin Beacon and Mahershala Ali and is directed by Sam Esmail. The movies plot is an attempt to make sense of today's basic amenities of technology breaking down as the characters desperately try to figure out why.

The problem with this movie, and there are many is that the audience cannot grasp the full crux of this movie while watching it, only to led to disappointment at the movies conclusion. What was billed as the top movie on Netflix, it is weak in its plot and awfully slow in the movement structure.

In the beginning, wife Julia Roberts tells her husband Ethan Hawke that she has booked a vacation in a swanky Long Island home that has the amenities of a top notch B&B but more secluded. The family of four leave their middle class Brooklyn apartment for a well appointed home. The trip promises to be a nice getaway for their son and daughter. Amanda (Roberts) seems to be an easy going, warm lady who genuinely loves Clay (Hawke).

When they arrive at the vacation destination is when all hell breaks loose, (both for them and the plot). It seems that their daughter Rosie (Farrah Mackenzie) is the most observant person of the bunch, (she is also the youngest). She can't help noticing the deer that flood the back yard where they are staying. This is just after the family excursion to the beach where an oil tanker washes up on the beach. Seemingly undeterred by this catastrophic event, the family comes back to the house where they realize that the T.V. is out and so is their cellular service.

The family still seems pretty calm which is odd because a deafening high pitch sound-wave has almost driven them into insanity. At this point the family is a little concerned but not in panic mode. The children seem more concerned about not being able to watch T.V. or play video games. The parents are more interested in what trending supper they will have and what wine would be best to drink.

The movie, which has great cinematography and sound gets more confusing when the owner of the house shows up unexpected and uninvited. George 'GW" Washington (Ali) and his bratty daughter, Ruth (Herrold) ask if they can stay the night. George is a wealthy financier of some sort (we never really find out what he does for a living). Ruth is a know-it-all who is young and has no career, nor any idea of what she wants to do. What she is, is an unlikable person whom we cannot feel one iodide of remorse for. It is particularly here that the director misses the mark; we actual revile this girl.

Further compounding the story, we have Kevin Beacon as a mercenary type who want to help Clay's son who has lost most of his teeth due to what is going on. All the cryptic music cannot pull this movie in, however. It never keeps us on edge the way that it was intended to. Rather than save the movie and bring it to a respectable conclusion, the dialogue between the adults is spoken in riddles and takes us nowhere. When all the Ev's start crashing on the Long Island Expressway, it makes for good cinematography and yet it contributes nothing to the story.

With A list actors like Beacon, Roberts and Hawke, Esmail has these actors going about the motions rather than having them and this movie hitting high gear with emotions running amuck. These actors never really get fired up about anything- even when their worlds are crumbling in.

Jeffrey Epstein, Barrack Obama, Michelle Obama, Julia Roberts, Kevin Beacon, Ethan Hawke, Bill Gates, Jimmy Kimmel, Oswald Patton, George Clooney, Matt Damon, Bill Clinton, Hillary Clinton, Rob Reiner, Chelsea Handler, Cher, Ben Afflick, Jennifer Lopez, Oprah, Harvey Weinstein, Tom Hanks, Robert DeNiro, Stephan Hawking, Kevin Spacey, George Stephonapolus, Katie Coric, Woody Allan, Alan Durshowitz, Robert Maxwell, G. Maxwell, Robert F. Kennedy Jr.

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noodle-anime · 1 year ago

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A running list of anime/manga names that have been inflicted upon me:

Swanky Hank (Slayers: Medieval Mayhem 4)

#noodle manga

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theparanormalperiodical · 3 years ago

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Let’s Talk About Chick Flicks: The Past, The Present & The Problematic

Every woman keeps their first chick flick close to their heart.

No matter how tone-deaf, no matter how te-rr-ible, I will forever have a soft spot for Jennifer Garner doing the Thriller in 13 Going On 30.

One of the most notable scenes was magazine-editor-Madonna-megafan Jenna Rink exploring her walk-in wardrobe, stroking silks, satins and sequins in every colour.

And then there’s the shoes. The wall of shoes towering above our sample size protagonist.

You see, 13 Going On 30 is not only a darn good film, it’s also unique in the chick flick film industry: there’s no makeover scene. There’s no straightening of the *frizzy* hair, and there’s no ceremonial removal of the glasses. She simply wakes up in her swanky NYC apartment 17 years older and thousands of dollars richer, apparently.

But at the same time, the film’s all about transformation. We see a young teen wake up to the life she always dreamt of. She’s changed - she just can’t remember changing.

And that’s what all chick flicks inevitably come down to: change. It’s rooted in our perception of women, it’s engraved in the history of the genre. And it’s time we talked about it.

What Are Chick Flicks?

‘Chick flick’ is a term used to describe films that are aimed at young women. The term is synonymous with romantic-comedies, and often follows a woman struggling with personal drama and relationship woes, all the while trying to maintain a career.

The films typically follow a range of formulas, especially in their heyday - the 2000s. There’s the woman-living-in-the-big-city-gets-lured-back-to-her-hometown-at-Christmas, or there’s the unpopular-teenage-girl-gets-the-popular-guy. But for the more inventive plots, chick flicks tend to stick to the plight of several common characters:

The adorkable, clutzy and relatable girl

The manic pixie dream girl - the energetic, wacky chick to take the brooding guy outta his funk

The charming love interest - who turns out to be a complete a*rsehole

The complete a*rsehole - who changes his ways for the protagonist

The b*tchy, hot female rival

The career-driven, over-powerful and soulless biatch

So far, I’ve levelled quite a lot of criticism at chick flicks: that’s because that’s what dominates the conversation around them. They are picked apart, over-analysed and turned into trivial movies not worthy of more than two stars.

They’re all aimed at hysterical women looking to satisfy their period pain with hours of Hugh Grant so they must be trash! I disagree. A lot of people disagree. But while I think the dialogue around ‘chick flicks’ is laden with misogyny, I also whole-heartedly stand by their existence as cult classics.

And so, we come to a debate that has reared its head in recent years: should we still be using the term ‘chick flick’?

Is The Term ‘Chick Flick’ Problematic?

The term doesn’t discriminate. It’s been employed to mean just about any film that’s about, produced by, directed towards or marketed for women since the mid-90s, when the term first entered the English lexicon.

Although Breakfast at Tiffany’s was the first flag-in-the-ground for the niche, Sleepless in Seattle was the first film to nearly utter the words “chick flick”. Tom Hanks refers to An Affair To Remember as a “chick’s movie”, verifying that if it’s a film about love, it’s just for women.

It’s funny how these turns of phrase can mean so much more than you’d think. It’s a microaggression, saying something is “for women”, compacting the misogynistic attitudes we live and breathe. Compare that to the Yorkie (a British chocolate bar), a confectionary that relied on the slogan “it’s not for girls” to imply things for men are exclusive or elite.

On the topic of microaggressions, let’s talk about the term “chick”. Supposedly an alternative to the term “bird” (British slang for “woman”), it’s considered derogatory for its usage with objectifying adjectives. While my all-time-fave band have successfully adopted it ironically, the term implies a young, cute and innocent thing. A damn baby bird.

Netflix brought up the damn baby bird debate in a few years back in a Twitter thread, and brought a new point in the process: despite there being a similar term - i.e. “dick flicks” - there is no popular genre titled “films for men”. There’s chick flicks, and then there’s every other film ever made. Ya know, the good ones.

It detracts from the work put into these films, as if the women featuring in them, writing them and directing them can only produce trivial trash. We all know that simply isn’t true.

You have a right to watch what you wanna watch. As a woman, you’re capable of loving cheesy love stories and powerful plotlines, strong women and fragile people. You can watch a rom-com on a friday night after a week of hard work. You can be feminine and a fucking boss.

Yeah, I think that covered just about everything I wanted to say.

We Gotta Talk About Heteronormativity

If chick flicks are solely aimed at women, then why are all the films about heterosexual relationships? Some women want to have relationships with women. Some men want to have relationships with men.

So no, they’re not movies for chicks. They’re movies for *eeevvvverrrryonnnne*

A History Of The Chick Flick

I start this section with a sigh. A heavy sigh. A sigh weighed down by cringe.

Starting in the silent era and working its way through to the early Cold War, ��woman’s films’ were a distinct genre that followed female narratives and were tuned into the female audience.

Joan Crawford and Bette Davis made their names in a genre associated with drama, love stories and comedy - sound familiar? Some film historians argue it took an oppositional approach to male-dominated genres of westerns and gangster films, and finally put women at the centre of the male universe.

Later criticisms of these films directly compare male and female films, and several core features have been drawn out of the latter including: they reaffirm that love is the only career a woman can take up, but they also provide a temporary liberation for them in rejecting the typical female role (whether in terms of sexuality or spending lotsa cash monay, for example).

Running alongside woman’s films was the film noir genre, peaking in the 1940s. It posed women as more of a sexual threat rather than putting them at the centre of a narrative. The stylish, expressionist crime dramas incorporated more women into films - but it introduced them mainly as femme fatales (mysterious women that ensnares lovers).

As we moved into the 1950s and five million women returned from work during the war, they had to balance more than just taking care of their families. Some husbands didn’t come back from the frontlines. Some women began to become more independent, stepping away from the expectation that they’d marry young and rear children.

A severe dichotomy between the mid-century housewife and the woman contending with new problems like romance, work, loneliness, divorce and widowhood paved the way for films like Breakfast at Tiffany’s.

They tackled darker, more serious issues. By the time the 80s ticks over, chick flicks found their feet as more defiant and upbeat, always riding the latest wave of feminism. New dramas aimed at teenagers like The Breakfast Club, Heathers and Sixteen Candles incorporated themes associated with youth like alienation, probably setting the scene for the clutzy, socially awkward woman we watch on Netflix today and opening the up to genre to all ages.

By the mid-90s, with films such as Sleepless in Seattle, rom-coms and chick flicks became synonymous with each other. But at the same time, Clueless challenged the entire notion of the female-narrative-love-story. Cher’s story featured both of these tropes, but was also about a strong, liberated woman. That little fling with her stepbrother was a subplot.

Cher, unfortunately, didn’t claim victory against the chick flick title. By the 2000s, any film that featured women - especially women and comedy - was designated a chick flick. And when you label a film in such a way, it’s immediately going to be classed as low-quality and not worthy of a watch.

Films like Bridesmaids get this treatment - and they really shouldn't.

We are presented with two options:

We celebrate chick flicks for all that they are - awesome and amazing and varied and brilliant, because women are all of those things.

We stop labeling all films about women ‘chick flicks’ and make sure women have their share of every genre.

What’s your favourite chick flick?

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#chick flick #women in film #women #feminism #female filmmakers #representation #lgbt representation #lgbt #representation in film #chick flicks #13 going on 30 #mean girls #bridesmaids #breakfast at tiffany's #iconic women #women in fiction #chick lit

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travelling-my-little-pony · 6 months ago

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Swanky Hank is becoming part of a fried breakfast.

In Tavistock, in Devon, England.

#my little pony #g4 #swanky hank #fried food #fried breakfast #food #eggs #baked beans #sausage #bacon #hash brown #tomatoes #mushrooms #tavistock #devon #england

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concernedpony · 7 years ago

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Pony mail!!

Where to put him…

Ta-daa!!

#my little pony #my little pony friendship is magic #mlp #g4 mlp #concerned pony #swanky hank #shelfie

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addictedtostorytelling · 3 years ago

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If you could pick some things to have happened to GSR on screen, what would they have been?

another anon:

Do you have any sweet / tender moments you imagine happening between gsr that we don’t see ?

hi, anons!

i'm honestly pretty okay with a lot of the big gsr moments (i.e., them getting together in vegas, them deciding to move in together, them saying their first "i love yous," even the wedding, etc.) happening off-screen, as a) i like to imagine those occasions for myself, and, b) for me, a lot of the fun of gsr just in general comes from the fact that so much of their relationship happens “between the lines,” leaving us as fans to decipher and work off of context clues to figure out what’s going on with them.

that said, i wouldn't have said no to seeing a lot more just quiet little domestic scenes between them during the secret dating phase, a la the ones we get in episodes 06x24 "way to go" and 07x22 "leapin' lizards"—them taking hank out for a walk or folding laundry or cuddling together on the couch while they watch a movie, etc., etc.

my otp just hanging out at home, being chill with each other, talking about trivial stuff is my jam.

of course, i also would have loved to see more kisses—still salty about the cut kiss from the reboot—and handholds, particularly during the reboot, when there literally was no good reason for them not to be shown.

here's looking at the ring scene in reboot episode 01x08 “pipe cleaner.”

as for sweet/tender moments i headcanon, i've got about a bijillion of them, many of which i plan to fic someday, but just to name a few:

i think a lot about their quieter “pillow talk” type moments. personally, i imagine that sara (in particular) loves hearing stories from grissom’s past and especially from his childhood and adolescence because a) she loves knowing everything there is to know about him and b) she is aware that he doesn’t share that kind of stuff with just anyone, so she always feels very honored whenever he deigns to tell her biographical details. i think she’s really fascinated to learn about what it was like for him growing up as a coda and that she feels very tender at times when he opens up about his dad. particularly since she doesn’t have many happy family memories from her own life, finding out about his is something that almost seems sacred to her. plus, pretty much everything he tells her convinces her that he was just the darlingest little boy on the planet, with his dog and his bugs and his bike.

you know how in the reboot (episode 01x04 “long pig”), sara talked to nora cross about how after the events of episode 05x13 “nesting dolls,” grissom was “just there” for her? i think about that kind of stuff a lot, like how even before they were living together, after they’d work potentially triggering cases—that involved ipv or the foster care system—he’d just call her or show up at her apartment, asking if she wanted to talk; or how once they were together, on days when she’d have trouble sleeping, he’d hold her until she felt safe; and just how over time, he gets familiar enough with her reactions that he knows when something is going to upset her and the certain times of year when her cptsd is worst and goes out of his way during these periods to just take really good care of her.

i enjoy thinking about the ridiculousness that is the “secret dating phase” and all of the wacky hoops they have to jump through in order to keep their private life private. picturing all of the close calls they inevitably have (a la some of the ones we see in s7) is a riot. imagine them scoring a reservation at some swanky strip restaurant and then showing up only to spot nick there on a date with some random girl and them, like, having to practically turn tail and run out of the dining room before he sees them. the comedy potential is through the roof. (if you’re interested, i do have a fic that centers on the subject of how they manage to keep their secrets during this period here.)

the little stuff is my bread and butter, though. i like thinking about all of the times when grissom will say something just stupidly romantic to sara out of the blue or when they’re lying together in bed, staring into each other’s eyes, just absolutely over-the-moon for each other and whispering all sorts of tender things about how lucky they are to have found each other. i like the idea of them taking care of each other—how fond grissom feels every time sara knows exactly where his reading glasses are when he’s lost them somewhere on the boat and how delighted sara is when grissom goes all-out cooking some kind of gourmet meal for them. i love the mental image of them curled up on the couch together watching black-and-white movies, hank draped across their laps, drooling. i love envisioning all of their smiles. how much they make each other laugh. how well they work together when there’s housework to be done or repairs to be made. how proud they are of each other’s victories and how supportive they are during each other’s defeats. just the everyday substance of them solving crosswords and watering the plants on the windowsill, kissing each other just because. doesn’t even have to have any real plot or story. just like thinking about them.

thanks for the questions! please feel welcome to send others any time.

#answered #anon #asks: csi #**#my headcanons #let's talk shop #csiverse

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high-functioning-lokipath · 4 years ago

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Marriage with a Spin - Loki x Reader - Words: 2,613

A/N: Enemies-ish to Relationship & Fake Relationship trope-ish LOL…Pic below is not mine but simply is for reference about rings...this was the best basis I could find 🤣 I'm using the Spin and Zero rings in this oneshot

Also! A big thanks for @ladylulu143 for helping my come up with a title and for proofreading this for me! 💖💖🤗🤗

"Alright, this is the latest alien artifact we have found," Steve said. He held up a gold ring with a small blue stone. "When on, the wearer can decelerate time around them, appearing to be at superspeed to those watching."

"So what's the deal now?" You asked. Tony brought a picture of another ring on the screen behind Cap.

"This recently popped up on our radar. By the readings we're getting from it, it seems to be related to this guy here. However, it's being held in this mansion," Tony said, clicking to the next picture. "Owned by billionaire Samuel Thatcher."

"So what am I doing here again?" Loki asked flippantly.

"Mr. Thatcher is holding a gala tomorrow night. You and Miss Y/L/N will be attending and will conveniently slip away at some point during the evening to retrieve the ring from his vault."

"Loki and me?" You exclaimed. "Why? Would you fit in much better at one of those swanky parties?"

"Everyone knows me, Y/N," Tony said, rolling his eyes.

"What about Steve then? He knows how to dance and be all proper! He's from the 40's for goodness sake!"

"Have you ever seen me try to fit in at one of those, how did you say it, swanky parties?" Steve asked with a smirk. "You two have enough class to fit in. Besides, the vault is secured by a fingerprint and retinal scan. The only person here who could pull that off is Loki."

"That is true," Loki replied with a smirk.

"Fine. What time is it?" You groan.

"6pm tomorrow," Steve answered. You nodded and got up to leave. "Oh! And one more thing!" You turned around suspiciously and saw an unnerving smile plastered across the face of America's Golden Boy. "You're going as Mr. & Mrs. Hank and Audrey Williams."

"Mister and Misses?" You both exclaimed. Steve nodded and Tony was smirking.

"Don't forget this!" Tony said, tossing the ring to you.

"Is this supposed to be my wedding ring?" You asked sarcastically.

"Actually no," Steve said. "It would seem that the ring only works on the right middle finger."

"Great. So what am I supposed to do about this?" You asked, wriggling your left fingers.

"No need to worry, darling," Loki replied. He waved his hand and a beautiful gold and emerald wedding band appeared on your finger. "Now, shall we go to my room and prepare for the rest of this delightful mission?" He asked, a touch of sarcasm in his voice.

"Of course, my dear," You replied, rolling your eyes.

The next day, Loki came to your room at about 3 in the afternoon. "What do you want, Loki?" You growled, quite annoyed that he was bothering your 'me-time'.

"Change into your uniform and meet me in my room in 5 minutes. We need to prepare." He turned to walk away but you grabbed his arm.

"Why? We should be resting before our mission tonight! I thought we already did all our planning yesterday!"

"Tactical, yes. But not practical." He once again turned away and started down the hallway. You groaned and ran after him.

"What do you mean practically? We get fancied up, we go, we get the ring, we leave. If we get in any sort of confrontation, we fight and then we leave! Simple!"

"What are you going to wear?"

"Well I can't show up in tactical so I have this old party dress. It's not perfect but it'll do I guess."

"No it will not. Where will you put your weapons? What if you need to run? Or fight?" Loki listed off his objections quickly and tutted at you. "No, no. That simply will not do."

"Well what do you suggest, oh great fashion god," You replied sarcastically. Loki rolled his eyes and waved his hand. "Oh my!" You gasped. He'd transformed your current outfit into a lovely floor length, emerald green dress. He even outfitted you with jewelry!

"And I can do the same with your-what did you call it? Tactical gear?"

"Ok, ok," you chuckled. "Thank you. I really appreciate it." You smiled genuinely and, for a moment, you thought he would return the sentiment. But he kept his disinterested demeanor and whooshed away the dress.

"I'll return it later when you're ready. You will need to do your own hair and makeup." You nodded and headed back to your room till the evening.

That night, you stood at your mirror adding the finishing touches to your mascara when suddenly there was noise beside you. Jumping in surprise, you accidentally smeared the mascara on your face. "Loki!" You exclaimed, seeing the mischievous prince standing in your room. "You scared me!"

"Well, I am naturally terrifying." You rolled your eyes and turned back to the mirror to fix your face.

"There! All done," You announced. "Well, with the exception of my dress and-" Before you could even finish he had cast his illusion upon your clothing.

"Enough with your blathering. Let's go."

"Hmph. And here I had hope you'd finally removed your head from your-"

Later at the Gala, Loki was being the perfect gentleman. Very suave and debonair. You were impressed. Of course you had to play your part too. You were smiling at his side, holding his arm. You both mingled for a while, trying to get a feel of the room, before he asked if you wished to dance. A bit surprised, you simply nodded. He whisked you out to the dance floor gracefully and pulled you close.

"The vault is downstairs. We need to find an excuse to slip out soon," He whispered to you.

"What if I pretend to be ill?" You offered.

"Someone would undoubtedly take you upstairs to one of the bedrooms to rest. That is the opposite of what we're trying to accomplish."

"But what if I'm afraid of heights?" You countered. He quirked an eyebrow at you and chuckled lowly.

"That is a terrible idea. Only you would think of it."

"I don't know whether to be insulted or flattered. And I think the problem is I have really fantastic bad ideas." He smirked and shook his head in disbelief.

"At least you own up to it," He teased. You grinned, unable to help yourself from staring at him. Though you were on a mission, he seemed so relaxed. This was definitely his element. "You're staring, my dear."

“You are very attractive. Therefore I will stare at you," You admitted. He blushed brightly and looked away but then his eyes lit up.

"I've got it!" He stepped back and led you off the dance floor towards the open bar. "Follow my lead," He hissed. "Would you get me a drink, sweet? You know what I like," He said, somewhat loudly.

"Of course, darling," You replied. When you returned with your drinks you noticed Loki was staring at a group of young women. They had noticed him too and were smiling back at him. "What are you looking at?" You asked innocently, handing him his glass.

"Oh nothing," He replied quickly, turning away. You made a point of following his previous line of sight and made eye-contact with the still giggling females.

"Nothing?" You yelled. "You call that nothing? You were flirting again! Staring at some other woman!"

"I find them very attractive. Therefore I will stare at them," He replied. You held back a laugh, realizing what gave him the idea. "You know how I am," He purred, trying to move closer to you again.

"Get away from me!" You yelled, stepping back and throwing your glass on the floor. This drew everyone's attention. "You disgust me, Hank. This was your last chance and you botched it up! I'm going home!" You turned on your heel and stormed out.

"Audrey! Audrey! Please wait!" He called out. He ran after you into the grand hallway where you were pretending to be searching for your keys. You both noticed the small collection of men, including Mr. Thatcher, who were watching you from the ballroom doors. "Please, darling, can't we discuss this?"

"At home," You finally said. He nodded and held the front door for you. You both stepped outside, out of view, and then you activated the ring. It felt weird, time slowing around you, but you moved past your surprise and got to work. You ran back into the ballroom and very carefully chipped a very important supporting piece of one of the ice sculptures on the table. Giving it a small tap, you then ran back out to the main entrance and positioned yourself just outside the doors where you could still have a view of the main hallway. You deactivated the ring and heard the crash of the ice. Immediately, the men looking into the hallway ran back in, leaving the hallway unwatched. You and Loki were now free to sneak back into the mansion.

"The vault is downstairs but only accessed here," Loki murmured, leading you to a hidden staircase.

"Typical," You chucked, only mildly surprised by the motif. When you got down there, you noticed there were three levels of security. A key, a fingerprint scanner, and a retinal scanner. "Oh great! How are we supposed to get through that?"

"Never fear, my darling," Loki replied with a smirk. "Remember why they chose me?" He then changed, taking on the appearance of the party's host, Mr. Thatcher. He quickly got past the fingerprint and retinal scan but the key was still needed. Changing back to himself, he said, "The guards have keys."

"There are guards down here?" You whisper-yelled. Loki rolled his eyes frustratedly but before he could reply you heard footsteps coming down the hall.

"Follow my lead!" Loki demanded.

"Wha-" Loki interrupted you with a kiss and pushed you against the wall. You gasped in surprise but you had to admit to yourself he was talented.

"What are you doing down here?" The guard exclaimed. Loki slowly pulled away from you with the guiltiest expression on his face. You knew it was fake of course, but the guard was tricked.

"Were we not to be here?" He asked, voice slightly higher than usual. "We were only trying to find a-" He paused, smirking slightly. "A more private location." The guard shook his head and chuckled.

"Whatever floats your boat, man," He replied. "But I would suggest exploring the upstairs bedrooms." He gave them both a little wave and headed back around the corner.

"I’m going to strangle you," You said as soon as the guard was out of earshot.

"Oh please! You can’t even reach my neck," Loki replied. You grabbed his tie and pulled him down, pretending to be moving for another kiss. However, you tapped his neck lightly and smirked.

"Gotcha!" You giggled quietly and then held out your hand. "Oh! And look what I got!" She held up the key ring for the door. "While you were busy embarrassing yourself, I used my telekinesis and got the key!"

"Of course you did! That was my plan all along," Loki replied.

"Pretending to love you is like a walk in the park. Jurassic Park," You grumbled. Loki grabbed your sides and growled in your ear as you opened the vault door. "You're so weird!" You hissed, walking in and trying to find the ring.

"And you’re so weird it’s attractive," He retorted, finding the box immediately and tossing it to you.

"Well, if I’m weird with you, I’m comfortable," You admitted. Loki looked at you in surprise but you just shrugged. "Look, you really piss me off sometimes, but," you paused. "Somehow I still like you."

"And I you, my dear," He replied. "Now as much as I would love to continue this discussion I do suggest you figure out how to use that thing and we get out of here!" You put on the ring, trying it on a few different fingers before you found the correct one.

"Ok, let's see what it does." When you activated it, it shot a cold blast at the shelf in front of you, encasing it in ice. "Cool!" You joked. Loki shook his head and grabbed your arm, trying to hurry out. Just as you got to the top of the stairs, you heard footsteps.

"Well well well," Mr. Thatcher growled, blocking your exit. A few of his goons stood behind him as well. "Mr. & Mrs. Williams was it? I don't think so," he sneered.

"Well, I don't think so either but we're not doing this today!" You shot them all with the ice and Loki shoved them out of the way. You both heard more footsteps down the hallway and looked at each other nervously. "Do you trust me?" You asked. Loki nodded.

"With my life." You gave him a tight smile and activated the Spin ring. You ran down the hallway and found where the other goons were at. You tried to use the Zero ring, with the ice powers, but found yourself unable to control it's aim.

"Well that's fantastic," you grianed. Rethinking your plan, you went back to get Loki. There was no way you'd both be able to get out of there at normal speed so you had one option. Lug Loki out yourself at super-speed.

"What the heck? Do you weigh 500 pounds or something?" You groaned when you couldn't pull or carry him. "Ok, last option. I hope this works," You muttered. You focused almost all your energy on moving Loki using your telekinesis. It was slow going, but at super-speed, you still would beat the bad guys. By the time you got him out the door to safety, you were exhausted. You immediately disengaged the ring and he looked around confused.

"How did I get here?"

"Talk later, run now," You gasped, trying to stop the dizziness that had overtaken you.

"Are you alright?" He asked worriedly. You were about to reply when you collapsed, simply too drained to continue.

When you woke up, you felt a cool cloth on your forehead and soft blankets around you. "Where am I?" You groaned.

"I brought you back to the tower. I told the Captain his debriefing could wait," Loki replied. You sat up slowly and looked around. Raising an eyebrow, you stared at Loki questioningly. "Yes, this is my room. I wanted to keep an eye on you while you recovered. I informed the Captain that those rings are very dangerous and should not be used. They obviously were too much for you to handle and-"

"It wasn't the rings," You interrupted. You looked away, somewhat embarrassed. "Well, I was still in super-speed, but I used my telekinesis to get you out. We probably would have been shot otherwise. It used a lot of my energy but it was worth it."

"Oh darling," Loki sighed, gently pushing a stand of hair off your face. "You-" He leaned forward, giving you a quick kiss on your forehead. "You're amazing. I never expected you or anyone to care so much for me!"

"Of course I care!" You replied. "Look, you still drive me insane with some of your tricks. But you're a good guy," You smiled.

"And you're a wonderful woman," He said. You grinned at him happily, still tired but already feeling much better. "So what do you think, should we give us a try?"

"Why not? It may be the first really fantastic bad idea of mine that works out!" Loki smiled and gave you a kiss. You sighed contentedly and leaned on his shoulder when you pulled away.

"Oh darling? One more thing. It was my idea."

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adrenaline-whump · 3 years ago

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#7 My Spidey-Sense Is Tingling

Context: Cadeverse

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“Ben Crowley? Weakass bitch,” one of the pool-hall guys said dismissively. “He’ll probably faint when he sees you.”

Another guy at the table piped up, “Unless he’s gotten his hands on some X. He wigs out on that shit.”

“I think he got a job at the Orpheum, sweeping up or whatever,” another guy offered. Which was great news, because Hank knew their head of security, so I drove us over there while Hank made a phone call.

Hank’s friend grumbled about how management was hiring any warm body these days, said Ben was on the schedule for cleanup tonight, and promised to call his people to let us in and walk us around. Sure enough, a genial guy named Ronald met us at the door.

The Orpheum is a cool place, one of those old-timey movie halls that’s used for shows and swanky receptions and things. That night’s play was done, and there were custodians moving between the rows of seats, but we didn’t see our guy.

“Wonder if he slipped backstage,” Ronald said. He led us through a couple of doors and hallways.

I’d never been backstage at the Orpheum before, and it was cool in a creepy kind of way. The ceiling’s so high you almost can’t see it; you just see hanging rails full of lights that throw weird-colored shadows. Both sides of the stage have huge black curtains hanging down, like giant sound-absorbing walls.

Hank’s eyes flicked around, and his hand twitched near his holster.

“Pinging your radar?” I said.

“Yeah. Not liking the sightlines back here.”

He’d literally just said that when the backstage lights went out. All of them, all at once. I’d never realized that darkness could feel thick, like honey.

Next to me, Ronald spluttered “What th’ hell?” Hank and I pulled our flashlights, flicked them on at the same time and shined them in different directions almost as if we’d planned it.

And see, this is why I told the docs that I can’t have a concussion, because I remember what happened. It’s like a movie screencap, one that I wish I could get out of my head, of Ben Crowley flying into my field of view with a wild, twisted expression on his face and a baseball bat in his hand.

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tothemaxxx · 4 years ago

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My Favorite Films and Performances of 2020

“I wish I could’ve seen it on the big screen.”

It was a strange year, and even stranger year of movie watching. In 2020 I saw only one of my top films in a theater, which is crazy (like much else over these past months). But the experience of keeping up with the movies this year was a reminder that great filmmaking can transcend the specifics of the viewing experience. In your living room, in bed, projected onto the side of a garage, streaming on Twitch, broken up into multiple sittings, maybe even on your phone (desperate times)… if doesn’t matter as long as it connects with you. A great film has the power to soothe and transport, to alter your perspective, to re-wire your brain. So while I didn’t get on a single airplane last year, I definitely went places. And I’m grateful for these changes of scenery. For the time-travel as well; last year in my house, we found great comfort in revisiting a bunch of old favorites. It was also an opportunity to finally watch a number of those older films that had someone evaded us… a year of catching up, now or never. We were members of a weekly movie club for some months — that was cool. Another pleasant silver lining was the emergence of virtual film festivals, which have been a fantastic opportunity. I hope that they can continue in some form when this pandemic is in the rearview. Because, you know, getting to Park City is a real schlep. All this to say: like you, I’ll always remember 2020. In this truly crummy year, the movies really helped.

I’m including some of the film festival stuff that’s coming out a little later, because the boundaries between 2020 films and 2021 films feels blurry to me without proper theatrical releases.

TOP 5, loosely ranked. I love these deeply.

1. LOVERS ROCK, Steve McQueen

2. NOMADLAND, Chloe Zhao

3. ANOTHER ROUND, Thomas Vinterberg

4. TIME, Garrett Bradley

5. MARTIN EDEN, Pietro Marcello

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The rest of the Top 25, in alphabetical order. I loved these.

À L’ABORDAGE, Guillaume Brac

BACURAU, Kleber Mendonça Filho

COLOR OUT OF SPACE, Richard Stanley

THE FATHER, Florian Zeller

FIRST COW, Kelly Reichardt

I’M THINKING OF ENDING THINGS, Charlie Kaufman

JASPER MALL, Bradford Thomason and Brett Whitcomb

LUXOR, Zeina Durra

ALEX WHEATLE / EDUCATION / MANGROVE / RED, WHITE AND BLUE, Steve McQueen

THE NEST, Sean Durkin

NEVER RARELY SOMETIMES ALWAYS, Eliza Hittman

NEW ORDER, Michel Franco

THE PAINTER & THE THIEF, Benjamin Ree

THE PERSONAL HISTORY OF DAVID COPPERFIELD, Armando Iannucci

POSSESSOR, Brandon Cronenberg

PROMISING YOUNG WOMAN, Emerald Fennell

RELIC, Natalie Erika James

SAINT FRANCES, Alex Thompson

SOUND OF METAL, Darius Marder

THE TRUTH, Hirokazu Koreeda

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I also enjoyed (some more than others):

Apples, The Assistant, Babyteeth, Bad Education, Black Bear, Blow the Man Down, Borat Subsequent Moviefilm, Butt Boy, The Climb, Da 5 Bloods, Deerskin, Emma, The Father (Bulgaria), Greed, His House, The Hunt, I Used to Go Here, I'm No Longer Here, Impetigore, The Intruder, The Invisible Man, Kajillionaire, La Llorona, Let Them All Talk, Lost Girls, The Man Who Sold His Skin, Mank, Never Gonna Snow Again, News of the World, One Night in Miami, Palm Springs, Preparations to Be Together for an Unknown Period of Time, Rebecca, She Dies Tomorrow, Shirley, Slow Machine, Sorry We Missed You, Soul, Spree, Straight Up, A Sun, Swallow, Tenet, Tesla, Tommaso, The Traitor, The Trip to Greece, True History of the Kelly Gang, Uncle Frank, Under the Open Sky, The Vast of Night, Vitalina Varela, Wendy, The Whistlers, Wildland, Young Ahmed

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And these documentaries!

American Murder: The Family Next Door, The American Sector, Assassins, Beastie Boys Story, The Bee Gees: How Can You Mend a Broken Heart, Bloody Nose Empty Pockets, Boys State, Brainiac: Transmissions After Zero, Circus of Books, Class Action Park, Collective, Crip Camp, David Byrne's American Utopia, Dick Johnson is Dead, Fireball: Visitors From Darker Worlds, The Go-Go's, Gunda, Miss Americana, MLK/FBI, The Mole Agent, Mucho Mucho Amor: The Legend of Walter Mercado, My Psychedelic Love Story, Mystify: Michael Hutchence, Narrowsburg, On the Record, Other Music, Sisters with Transistors, Spaceship Earth, The Way I See It, Whirlybird

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And these shorts:

Bye Bye Body (which I edited), Fit Model, Friday Night Pizza for Daddy, Hard Cracked the Wind, The Human Voice, John Was Trying to Contact Aliens, Michael's Preference West, What Did Jack Do?, World of Tomorrow Episode Three: The Absent Destinations of David Prime

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My favorite performance of the year:

Frances McDormand as Fern in Nomadland

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Favorite ensembles:

À l’abordage, Another Round, Bad Education, Babyteeth, Bloody Nose Empty Pockets, Blow the Man Down, Emma, First Cow, Kajillionaire, Let Them All Talk, Lovers Rock, Mangrove, Mank, One Night in Miami, The Personal History of David Copperfield, Promising Young Woman, True History of the Kelly Gang

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More memorable (and in some cases under-discussed) performances:

Christopher Abbott as Colin Tate in Possessor and as Gabe in Black Bear

Idir Ben Addi as Ahmed in Young Ahmed

Riz Ahmed as Ruben Stone in Sound of Metal

Daniel Algrant as Kelvin Kranz in Let Them All Talk

Maria Bakalova as Tutar Sagdiyev in Borat Subsequent Moviefilm

Haley Bennett as Hunter Conrad in Swallow

John Boyega as Leroy Logan in Red, White and Blue

Rob Brydon as Rob Brydon in The Trip to Greece

Jessie Buckley as Young Woman in I’m Thinking of Ending Things

Nicolas Cage as Nathan Gardner in Color Out of Space

Salif Cissé as Chérif in À L’abordage

Sheyi Cole as Alex Wheatle in Alex Wheatle

Cleopatra Coleman as Trina in The Argument

Carrie Coon as Allison O’Hara in The Nest

Michael Angelo Covino as Mike in The Climb

Willem Dafoe as Tommaso in Tommaso

Charles Dance as William Randolph Hearst in Mank

Catherine Deneuve as Fabienne Dangeville in The Truth

Katie Findlay as Rory in Straight Up

Sidney Flanigan as Autumn in Never Rarely Sometimes Always

Johnny Flynn as George Knightley in Emma

Julia Garner as Jane in The Assistant

Robbie Gee as Simeon in Alex Wheatle

Chris Giarmo as himself in David Byrne’s American Utopia

Betty Gilpin as Crystal Creasey in The Hunt

Ethan Hawke as Hank in The Truth

Kris Hitchen as Ricky Turner in Sorry We Missed You

Anthony Hopkins as Anthony in The Father

Jonathan Jules as Dennis Isaacs in Alex Wheatle

Sandra Guldberg Kampp as Ida in Wildland

Joe Keery as Kurt Knuckle in Spree

Udo Kier as Michael in Bacurau

Orion Lee as King Lu in First Cow

Delroy Lindo as Paul in Da 5 Bloods

Peter Macdissi as Walid "Wally" Nadeem in Uncle Frank

Matthew Macfadyen as Wilcock in The Assistant

George MacKay as Ned Kelly in True History of the Kelly Gang

Yahya Mahayni as Sam Ali in The Man Who Sold His Skin

Luca Marinelli as Martin Eden in Martin Eden

Tuppence Middleton as Sara Mankiewicz in Mank

Mads Mikkelsen as Martin in Another Round

Wunmi Mosaku as Rial in His House

Elisabeth Moss as Cecilia Kass in The Invisible Man

Kelly O'Sullivan as Bridget in Saint Frances

Shaun Parkes as Frank Crichlow in Mangrove

Robert Pattinson as Neil in Tenet

Paul Raci as Joe in Sound of Metal

Kadeem Ramsay as Samson in Lovers Rock

Gayle Rankin as Marissa in The Climb

Tanya Reynolds as Mrs Augusta Elton in Emma

Tyler Rice as Detective Russell Fox in Butt Boy

Andrea Riseborough as Hana in Luxor

Cecilia Roth as Marta in The Intruder

William Sadler as the Grim Reaper in Bill & Ted Face the Music

Kenyah Sandy as Kingsley Smith in Education

Amarah-Jae St. Aubyn as Martha Trenton in Lovers Rock

David Strathairn as David in Nomadland

Michael Stuhlbarg as Stanley Edgar Hyman in Shirley

Swankie as Swankie in Nomadland

Tilda Swinton as Woman in The Human Voice

Kristin Scott Thomas as Mrs. Danvers in Rebecca

Steve Toussaint as Ken Logan in Red, White and Blue

Alec Utgoff as Zhenia in Never Gonna Snow Again

Jairaj Varsani as young David Copperfield in The Personal History of David Copperfield

Ben Whishaw as Uriah Heep in The Personal History of David Copperfield

Sharlene Whyte as Agnes Smith in Education

Letitia Wright as Altheia Jones-LeCointe in Mangrove

Ramona Edith Williams as Frances in Saint Frances

Kôji Yakusho as Masao Mikami in Under the Open Sky

Youn Yuh-jung as Soon-ja in Minari

Helena Zengel as Johanna Leonberger in News of the World

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Favorite pre-2020 films I saw for the first time in 2020:

Blood on the Moon, But I’m A Cheerleader, Crooklyn, Cure, Daughters of the Dust, The Death of Dick Long, Deep Cover, The Draughtsman's Contract, Eyes of Laura Mars, Give Me Liberty, Greener Grass, Hardcore, High Hopes, The Last Party, Long Day's Journey into Night, Maiden, One Day Pina Asked, Persona, Right Now Wrong Then, Right On!, The Seventh Victim, Slightly French, Synonyms, Tammy and the T-Rex, Variety, The Watermelon Woman... and a tip of the hat to Coppola's new The Godfather Part III recut, The Godfather, Coda: The Death of Michael Corleone

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