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magicalbuffalotransformerman · 3 years ago

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Steal Town UNDERTALE: Genocidal Brawl

[hey hey hey! welcome back to another post lmao. this story revolves around a specific thought i'd had about good ol' undertale. since i'm in the steal town discord, i decided to combine steal town and undertale. first, before we continue, you need some context. context a; the person i've put into chara's shoes, who goes by boo among other things, is in the process of defeating sans in its own genocide playthrough, so i thought it'd be fitting for boo to be chara. context b; i have decided to put myself as sans. the only reason for this being: idk. i guess i just pit my steal!-self against steal!boo too much. idk. anyways, context c; this is gonna be a different take on the sans v. chara brawl, steal!boo and steal!mike (guess i'll out my name why not lmao) are a deity of unknown design and a phantom, based on the soldier from tf2, respectively. finally: enjoy!]

[*So much dust on your hands. Invigorating. Check pockets?]

[YES] [NO]

[*Everything's right where you need it.]

[Boo enters the Judgement Hall with a wicked smile on its face. It brandishes a knife, cleaning it of blood and dust. *Time to add some ectoplasm to it. :) Boo looks up, and... it's not that lazybones this time.]

[he's got a wicked smile on his face as well. he's floating there. pockets in his hands, teeth sharper than knives in his mouth, no goddamn legs... seems he's muttering something under his breath.]

* . . .

[No dialogue. Unusual... especially for someone in Sans' position.]

[CHH-CHH-CHH-Bwooo.]

[No music, either...? What, did someone not finish this fight? What's happening here?]

[*Knock him down a peg. *Well... alright.]

[Boo takes a swing at Mike. Its knife doesn't do a damn thing, phasing through him.]

[A clock ticks in the background... every two seconds. Boo's unsettled by the ticking, but Mike seems right at home.]

[Boo swings again, believing that its knife didn't touch Mike the first time. It phases through again, as it has before.]

[mike seems to... chuckle?... under his breath. he grapples boo's soul, knocking him around with some green magic, and throwing him into a wall of green flames.]

[The ticking grows louder, and mildly faster.]

[no reaction from the phantom... this is eerie, to be sure.]

[Boo scratches its head with its knife. It's not sure how to react to this... indecisiveness? Is Mike refusing to fight for some reason?]

[ACT] -> [*Question]

*So... any reason you're just floating with no words, ghost?

[Green flames emerge from the panels in the floor with every one of Mike's wavering breaths.]

*... ... ... ...

*Ya grumpy, fancypants?

*... . . .

[the flames subside as mike regains his composure.]

*...w-hy.

[Boo shrugs its arms.]

*I got a smidgen bored.

[mike... to put it lightly, doesn't take this as truth.]

*so you... fucking, murder your friends? is that your idea of fun, britishman?

*Well, you do it all the time in that dumb boat game you play!

[mike rubs his face. his chuckling gets louder.]

*i just... don't understand you anymore... y'know?

[Boo attempts to stab Mike a third time. The knife doesn't interact with Mike a third time. Boo begins to get procedurally angry.]

[mike decides to put boo through his strongest attack first, sending his soul through a hellfire of buckshot and attempting to attack it with his hands.]

[Boo's SOUL gets hit by a couple of rounds of buckshot, but nothing else.]

*Keep up, old man!

[mike isn't sure what to come up with next. he settles on letting the green flames take their toll, tossing fireballs at boo's soul.]

[Boo, not expecting fireballs in a Sans fight, is taken offguard by SIX of them and takes... unexpectedly, 240 damage from them and is shattered for the first time, splattering blood onto Mike's face... somehow.]

*...

[mike wipes the blood off of his face, and considers another attack.]

[The ticking of the clock begins again, with Boo's second spawn. It immediately hurls itself at Mike in an eerily psychotic manner, trying to swing at him with its knife. None of the attacks hit.]

[the chuckling gets louder.]

*What's so funny, eh?

[mike sends a flurry of... tank shells in boo's general direction. seems that he's taken to the box of feral idiots to help him in this endeavor. a clever move.]

[Boo gets one-shot by the first shell.]

[the chuckling gets quieter.]

- - -

37. RESPAWNS. LATER.

yeah i know, i'm terrible at designing and describing attacks. i'm sorry.

- - -

[Boo makes it through Mike's final attack this run: a hellfire of tank shells, fireballs, actual fire pits, helicopter blades, bullets, shotgun buckshot, THE CLOWN's stop signs for some reason, and finally to top it all off: milfwife rockets. (mike said nothing between the cut and now.)]

[the chuckling has evolved into a breakdown of psychotic proportions. tears are flooding mike's cheeks, and his wide smile only grows stronger.]

[...eventually... he starts to calm down.]

[Boo takes advantage of this. As you would.]

[the maniacal flurry calms to a laughter...]

[...to a chuckle...]

[...to murmuring...]

[...and finally, to nothing, with mike's smile devolving into a frown and the tears subsiding briefly. his phantom body reveals a weakpoint: a human chest area. he falls asleep from the excitement.]

[Boo, seeing as Mike is re-enacting Sans's special attack, and vulnerable, takes this opportunity to drag the attack barrier over to his FIGHT button while Mike is calmed. He attacks, and...]

[he jolts to the left. Boo whiffs.]

*...did'j-

[Boo attacks again.]

[he jolts to the right. Boo whiffs again.]

*-a really think you could'a-

[Boo attacks a final time, out of anger and spite. The blow lands. 395294673407603486546565634564069854765605946854657846958609697560703680467809940654649999999999999999999999999999999993458940358904769854065940759406754675869903859749305893405979963459735634895634895793940589340567899347590983459083480599789340578934579342089034758999744356797684697489367893467897468957469089460578994969455465546164954596864526985466854246968064489546045426154655449695945999465426315460545461536919650456454561605456604954697045684675891675690017856670429640462950494625458164545 damage is dealt to Mike. (Way more than what Sans would've been given, that's for sure. Yes, I typed all of that.)]

[mike collapses to the ground.]

*...

[The clock continues to tick. mike gets back onto his feet.]

*... ... ...

[mike can't comprehend boo's cruelty. he runs his hands across his chest. the laughter picks up.]

[Boo attacks a fourth time, landing again and dealing the same amount of damage as previously typed. I'm not copypasting that, for both our sakes.]

[mike is silenced.]

* . . .

*Well?

*...

[he falls backwards. only able to think of his best friend.]

*...a... ax... h-elp... me...

[An especially long dusting sound effect is emitted from Mike's slowly dissolving body, lasting a total of 26 seconds. His souls nowhere to be seen, and no dust is left on the floor.]

[The clock is silent.]

*...

[With one last psychotic laugh, Boo heads for the throne room.]

#steal!boo the genocidal maniac my beloved #steal!mike the name reveal my detested #sans v. chara fight my enjoyed :)#BET YOU DIDN'T EXPECT THIS HUH BITCH [/lh]#I BET THE FUCK NOT >:)#not as long as i woulda wanted it to be but hey. i'm lazy. sans undertale. :)#seeya later

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daddyjackfrost · 4 years ago

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List the Olympians (+Hades and Hestia) in order form favorite to least favorite, and why <33

omgomgomgomgomg

okay! this actually took a little time cuz i had to really think it over. fair warning, the percy jackson fan in me is highly biased.

favourite to least favourite;

- Hades (is this obvious? yes. okay, beside being like chill and a loyal husband, he is SO cool. his power increases day by day! the increasing number of dead really does nourish his power. AND! his punishments? *solve this is puzzle* what a guy.)

- Apollo (he’s cool. LOL no okay, i know most of the myths about Apollo and yk he ain’t really a good guy, tho none of them are. everything he is the god of, are things i love and enjoy, plus he’s bi! so, respect 😌)

- Artemis (my QUEEN. she’s sexy what can i say. and i’m pretty sure she’s like the biggest lesbian every which i have to respect. i could be wrong don’t come at me she’s also this feminist icon and i love how she kinda did her own thing? and killed the men who tried to dishonour her.)

- Hestia (my soft queen. i really think that she’s just this kind goddess and from what i know, i love her. i love that her priorities were family and community and that everyone seemed to have kinda worshipped her. plus! i have this wicked idea in my head that even though she was kind, she would be the ultimate downfall of her siblings. *wink wink*)

- Dionysus (i love him. tbh, he and apollo could be tied, but i only recently started reading more about him. i have a lot to say about this guy, mainly because he was SO complex. Dionysus teaches us to become more than what we ordinarily are. He represents pure freedom, emotion, pleasures, nonconformity, and chaos. he’s also so chill?? like yeah he’s done some bad things (i found 3 major things) but he’s better than Zeus and therefor i love him)

- Hephaestus (he’s really powerful. that’s all i gotta say. he literally trapped Hera and literally blackmailed GODS. he’s an icon r u kididng me. also! tho he’s strong, he keeps a pretty low profile and apparently he’s nice and has a heart of a child. wait he also tried to rape athena— i take it back. he’s not an icon. idk man. i think he’s pretty skilled and i would love to watch him work.)

- Hermes (i would rob a bank with him, no cap. apparently he was a hoe tho. i feel like hades liked him. i like him mainly because he’s a sneaky piece of shit, and he’s considered the protector of human heralds so imma assume he’s nice. i don’t know if hermes has done anything like SUPER seriously bad, but i think he’s cool)

- Aphrodite (okay, i don’t hate aphrodite! i actually love her and her whole aura. i honestly think she needs to get over herself tho. a war? over an apple? ma’am pls. tbh, i think the goddess was bad tempered and quick to jealousy but she did protect those who worshiped her to some extent so, respect i guess. i think she could’ve kept it in her pants tho)

- Athena (NO I LOVE HER SHE SHOULD BE AT THE TOP BUT recent discoveries has bumped her down a bit. during my pjo phase, i wanted to be a daughter of athena SO bad. there can be many things said about athena, but she isn’t the goddess i thought she was. yeah, she’s super cool, and she’s good at war and giving dumb heroes courage, but eh. i think she’s hot. i just think she had a dark side and so here she is)

- Demeter (tbh i forgot her😀 so. i think she should just lay off hades and persephone. such a hover mother🙄 i think she’s pretty cool tho. very reliable and besides famine and extreme drama, i don’t think she’s ever done anything really bad? OH OH SHES A BAD BITCH THO. she’s also a pretty good mother. she loved persephone and u can see that with the way she defies zeus. zeus is a bitch for raping demeter)

-Ares (i almost forgot him omg. i think ares is under appreciated. he’s kinda only associated with war? and there aren’t many myths about him. i think he’s portrayed pretty negatively tho he did do some negative things. ares was kinda an assholw ngl. not like, SUPER bad, but i think he had daddy issues. oh oh!! i think i read somewhere that he never raped anyone and never considered women inferior to him, so, respect. i like him. i think we could be friends.)

[okay i’m ngl, these three are my least favourite. i literally like everybody above this]

- Poseidon (sigh. he’s a bitch. he’s moody and bad-tempered and so greedy. i think his powers are SO COOL THO. literally i also wanted to be a daughter of poseidon because r u dumb??? oh he’s such a misogynist tho. and a serial rapist?? keep it in your pants?? i don’t necessarily think he’s evil, mainly because our concept of good and evil don’t apply to myths and gods so. i just think poseidon is petty and i would like to give him a wedgie.)

- Hera ( a BITCH. sorry, that’s my pjo self talking. she’s so jealous and vengeful?? like sorry miss girl, ur pus*y just aint it. that’s ur fault. i really think hera and zeus should have gone to couples therapy. i think hera is petty but also rightfully so— her husband SUCKS. she killed dionysus’s while family tho😐 and did a whole shit ton of rude and bad things. i think hera should have killed zeus and retired and then lived among humans and found a nice human man who wouldn’t cheat. idk man. i’m always so conflicted with hera. do i like her? no. but do i feel bad? yeah.)

- Zeus (🙄 enough said. i don’t like zeus. at all. fuck zeus WAIT DO NOT that’s all. i think he’s a bitch and kronos should’ve just sat on him or something.)

WELL. that was... yeah. that was a mess. thank you for asking this tho! i had so much fun.

#greek #greek gods #greek mythology #olympian gods #zeus #posidon #hades #hermes #hephaestus #hestia #athena #apollo #artemis #hera #demeter #ares #asks #dark academia

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thatsinterestingveryinteresting · 4 years ago

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WandaVision episode 9 reaction lmao

SPOILERS IF YOU COULDNT TELL

before clicking the episode thoughts/predictions:

oh god im scared man

ok, fietro is quicksilver from the xmen, im sure

for the cameo, it might be paul bettany trolling but like what if he isnt, the guy has to be old enough to have existed and started their career when he was a child so maybe patrick stewart but idk

wow creative “the series finale”

WHAT DO YOU MEAN 50 MINUTES ONLY

wow okay

well they’re there being an epic superhero family

i really hope darcy and jimmy are okay

monica should have an epic fight scene showcasing her powers (not cause i absolutely love her or anything psh)

im going to combust if we get a quicksilver slowmo scene

honestly i hope agatha stays as some sort of minvillain maybe for a future film?

man im just sad now

alright lets go boys:

the last “previously on wandavision” :(

STARTED OFF WITH FIETRO ON THE RECAP LETS GO

whitw visions epic man

THAT FLICKER

i love you agatha but please

BITCH JUST CLOTHESLINED THEM HELLO

get yeeted

she just rose from the grave ok maam

OH SHIT

imagine fietro just coming up and being like “whats all the fuss”

oh my god

the poor car

wicked witch of the east who

NO WHITE VISION THATS NOT YOUR VISION

What the heck why???????? how??? is he good???

no he is not

THATS SO COOL THOUGH

BRO YES GO VISION

i love her man agathas awesome

whatthefuckdidyoudo

HES A HIPPIE

WHY DOES HE STILL HAVE SUPER SPEED

��my favorite member of the bureau” same hayward

i mean not really, your guy is white i think theyll notice

fLOURISH

norm!

oh god hi

wAnDa

her hair is so pretty

uh oh dottie :(

YO EVERYONES GONNA BE PISSED IF YOU DO THAT

hes just making a smoothie ohmygod

WHAT DO YOU MEAN HES RALPH WHAT THE FRICK

i love him so much

GET YEETED

THE NECKLACE

YES

WAIT THE TWINS

white visions having an existential crisis

YO BILLY LETS GO

DARCY IN CLUTCH

WOAH YOU ARE INDEED VISION

SHES THE SCARLET WITCH BITCH

“choose?”

did he just cry

ok wat

hey jimmy!

f i n a l l y hes arrested

AWWWWW THE SKRULL YES

Oh another end credits

quaint lil house

uhh

MULTIVERSE IM CALLING IT THIS IS WANDA FROM A DIFFERENT MULTIVERSE, THIS WANDA JUST TRAVELLED TO A DIFFERENT UNIVERSE

post-episode thoughts:

holy-

ok but im kinda sad

he’s ralph?

not xmen peter? why cast evan peters????

but that was kinda epic

most questions were answered but theres still some up in the air

for future movies?

still really hope that the whole quicksilver/fietro thing is explained because im still confused

really hope that hes not just some random guy because when he was under agathas control, he had peter maximoff’s cheeky personality. if she could replicate personality why not get pietro’s snarky personality? so maybe thats not the end for him hope it isnt

also, “real personalities arent far beneath” or whatever from fietro, so if thats his personality more exaggerated, would that mean he might be the guy under witness protection

where did white vision go though

why did she say “thank you for choosing me” ?

is it regarding the multiverse, that the kids came from an alternate universe where wanda had kids? so is this the subtle intro to the multiverse?

all in all, pretty good in regards to twists and the general epicness

still like how each episode they answered questions then brought up even more but in the end theres still so many

but then again, this is just the beginning of phase 4

still confuzzled abt the cameo bettany was taking about but whatever

im still hung up on the whole evan peters is ralph thing im still loki (pun intended) disappointed

that was a lot but it was cool :)

#wandavision #wandavision spoilers #wandavision theories #wanda maximoff #vision #peter maximoff #quicksilver #scarlet witch

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yurtletheturtlehenderson · 4 years ago

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S.T. REWRITE - S2:E9; Chapter Nine, The Gate - [Pt. 3]

A Will Byers x Reader Series

The survivors turn up the heat on the monstrous force that's holding Will hostage, and Y/n's powers are put to the ultimate test in the process. Eleven makes plans to finish what she started.

A/n: You might be noticing a lot less 1st person pov, I'm slowing inching away from that since 1st person isn't a strength of mine. I most likely will phase that out altogether, idk, let me know?

Trigger Warnings: Violent racism. Allusions to domestic violence. If you would like/need to skip, I will be putting the usual markers [●●●] before and after. Both of these warnings will fall under the marker. Safe reading, my loves! I care about you all so deeply, and I want you guys to have my stories as an escape so I'm really hating myself that this scene is coming out during all this. Not that it was ever not going on before cuz we all know that's bullshit, but with it all being so amplified right now. Again, I love you all and if you ever need anything 💕💕💕💞💞💞 edit: also brief mention of needles

||3rd Person POV||

Billy Hargrove's car skids to a halt in front of the Byers house, the four tires send gravel up flying. The headlights dim out with a sharp click as he puts the car to sleep, and the rusty car door squeaks as he opens it. He takes the dying cigarette out from between his smirking lips when he sees who is waiting for him on the porch.

"Am I dreaming, or is that you Harrington?"

Steve sighs, tiredly. "Yeah, it's me. Don't cream your pants."

A cocky smirk overtook Billy's face and he shed his coat out of intimidation. Steve stepped off the porch and the two boys walked across the yard until they were directly across from one another.

"Whatya doing here, amigo?" Billy asks.

Steve cocked his head to the side, his arms coming to cross over his chest. "I could ask you the same thing... Amigo."

The cigarette hung loosely from Billy's lips once more, and for a small but lingering moment, he observed Steve trying to get a read on him.

"I'm looking for my step sister. Little birdie told me she was here."

Steve was quick to dawn a mask of surprise. "Huh, that's weird I don't know her."

Billy's face was slowly but surely molding into a wild glare, his brows already knitted together in agitation. He begins gesturing, vaguely.

"Small, redhead. Bit of a bitch."

A lick of anger flickered over Steve but for the kids' sake, he didn't let it show. He merely shrugged in a bored manner.

"Doesn't ring a bell. Sorry, buddy."

Billy shook his head as he glowered at the ground, a twinge of disgust twisted up in his face. He took the cigarette into his hands, and he looks at it for only a second and smacks his lips.

A deep sigh resonates from within his chest, and he steps forward waving a shaky hand in the air.

"You know... I don't know, this...?" He falters, trying to find the appropriate word. "This whole situation, Harrington, I don't know. It's giving me heebie-jeebies."

"Oh yeah? Why's that?"

He takes another drag of his cigarette, letting the smoke fill his lungs and the feeling fuels his rage.

"My thirteen-year-old sister goes missing all day," his cold green eyes were now wide and dilated. Beady almost as he looked at Steve, no longer attempting to hide his fury. "And then I find her with you. In a stranger's house. And you lie to me about it."

His voice is shockingly calm, but lower than usual. A disgusted and hardened scowl contorts his face, and it doesn't ever seem to move. Steve laughs, hoping it doesn't sound as nervous as he is beginning to feel. Luckily, he recovers quickly.

"Man, were you dropped too much as a child, or what?"

The smoke leaves Billy's lungs in a joyous cackle, his tongue flicks across his top set of teeth in excitement and there is a wild and unhinged look in his eyes. Steve didn't know it yet, but he had just said the magic words. He had just pushed the wrong button.

"I don't know what you don't understand about what I just said." Steve finished, watching unsettled as Billy continued to lick his lips excitedly. "She's not here."

Steve felt his confidence rising considerably. Up until Billy inched closer, he then rose up his cigarette, pointing it over his shoulder towards the house.

"Then who is that?"

Steve looks over his shoulder to find four heads crammed together against the window, watching.

Inside, Max, Dustin, Lucas, and Mike threw themselves down against the couch as fast as they could.

"Shit!" Cried Dustin, he looks between his friends hopefully. "Did he see us?"

"Oh, shit," Steve mumbles, turning back. "listen--"

Steve was on the concrete in seconds, Billy stalking forward to tower over him.

"I told you to plant your feet." He spits.

His right leg rears up and in one swift motion, his boot collides with Steve's abdomen, knocking the breath out of him.

The front door slams against the wall, shaking the frame and the four cowering bodies standing across the room.

[●●●]

His eyes narrow upon seeing Lucas among the bunch. Eerily enough, despite his bigoted fury, his face is completely devoid of emotion.

"Well, well, well," he seethes, one long arm throwing the door slammed behind him. "Lucas Sinclair, what a surprise."

He marches forward, and every thud of his boot's rubber soles against the linoleum is like a boom in his ears. He is already backing away, Max the only one brave enough to stay by his side. Billy's attention is redirected to her.

"I thought I told you to stay away from him, Max?"

"Billy, go away."

Her voice is shaking but she holds her ground. His voice lowers to a terrifying and threatening volume as he spits at her coldly.

"You disobeyed me," he says, in almost a sad and disappointed tone. "You know what happens when you disobey me."

"Billy--"

"I break things,"

The second the words left his tongue, he whirls on Lucas picking him up by the scruff of his jacket and carries him all the way to the kitchen wall. He cries out, fighting against the iron grip, but it does little help. Terrified screams of protest erupted from the other three kids, but he doesn't listen.

"Get off of me, you--!"

Billy shoves Lucas farther into the shelf to enunciate his point and he leans in closer, teeth gritted.

"If Maxine won't listen to me, maybe you will," Lucas doesn't give up fighting, his legs and arms still struggle for freedom but what little confidence he had waned as Billy leaned in closer. "Stay away from her."

Lucas feels himself being pulled forward before being thrown back into the shelf again and he grimaces in pain.

"STAY," his head begins to tremor, his rage overcoming his body. "away from her. Do you hear me?"

His heart slamming against his ribcage as he stares at Billy and his furious scowl, Lucas takes several shallow breaths and grits his teeth right back. "I said get off of me!"

Lucas's knee flies up and connects with Billy's groin, and the young Hargrove stumbles back with a tremendous groan. He's doubled over, hands gripping his legs and squeezing in pain till his skin goes completely white. Slowly his head rises revealing his now purple face, it's decorated with several thick blue veins on his forehead. His groans of pain evolved into furious growls, and his beady eyes are locked on Lucas.

"You are SO dead, Sinclair!" He roared. "You're dead."

[●●●]

A hand landed on Billy's shoulder, ripping him around on his heel to find Steve with disgust written all over his face.

"No," he spits, cocking one arm back. "You are!"

Steve's fist collided with Billy's nose, sending the other teenager back several paces once again doubling over. He watched as Billy straightened up, an odious and maniacal cackle erupting from his throat as he wore a wicked grin. Blood began to pour from his nose, and he licked his lips excitedly. Behind them, Lucas had scurried away and into the waiting arms of his friends who all took him into a protective group hug.

"Looks like you got some fire in ya after all, huh?" Belted Billy joyously. He stalks closer towards Steve, his voice lowering with every word. "I've been waiting to meet this King Steve everybody's been telling me so much about."

Steve reaches out and places his two forefingers on Billy's chest, lightly pushing him away. "Get out."

Billy stills as if contemplating his next move but by the time Steve can even blink, Billy has already made it. His fist swings through the air, nearly hitting the side of his head if he hadn't ducked fast enough. As he comes back up, Steve uses the momentum to swing his own fist into Billy's head and it knocks him into the table.

Dustin and the other begin to jump for joy. "Yes! Kick his ass, Steve!"

Billy rises again, more blood covering his lip and another cackle bubbling up but Steve doesn't wait for it to coms out this time. He throws another punch, and it lands squarely in Billy's jaw and he tumbles further into the kitchen counter. He just laughs more, blood now pouring from his mouth and staining his lips and teeth.

Another punch.

His lower back collides with the rim of the kitchen sink, and everything on the counters nearby begins to shake. His head is rolled back in laughter, and the kids encouraging cries are enough to distract Steve from the fact that Billy's right hand is reaching for a plate.

It breaks over his skull and he stumbles back covering his eyes and clutching his scalp. The kids' cries never stop, but they do turn worried as they scream for him to get up, and various 'looks out's were thrown his way. Billy was already on the move, and his shoulder reared back, his hand balled up into a fist with his eyes locked on his target.

When the blow finally comes, Steve is sent into the shelf and several things fall to the floor, including himself. He manages to catch his footing before completely meeting the ground, and as he struggles for balance he fumbles into the living room. He feels himself being yanked up to his feet, Billy's hands grip his sleeves tightly and he gives him a good jolt. His head rolls around on his shoulders as he is thrown around, still blind sighted with pain.

All he can do at the moment is push his one free arm into Billy's heaving chest, desperate to create as much distance as possible. He's shaken again, and Billy drops his voice into an angry hiss.

"No one," he pants. "tells me what to do."

His head flies back before barreling into Steve's, once again sending him flying across the floor. A triumphant cry is ripped from Billy's bloodied lips, the veins in his forehead and throat resurfacing. He stomps across the room towards Steve, all the while ignoring the many screams and pleas for him to stop and leave him alone.

"You're gonna kill him!"

"Billy, stop!"

"Get up, Steve! Come on, you can do it!"

Billy swings one leg over Steve's nearly unconscious form, trapping him in one spot and continues to throw his punches now completely unhinged. Steve's head is swung from side to side as each of Billy's fists connect with his face. Blood flies with every swing, a terrifying roar erupting deep within Billy's chest, and Steve is already more than halfway under. It is truly a disturbing sight to behold, the kids stand planted to the ground in utter terror, screaming their throats raw, begging for him to stop.

All except for Max. She knows her stepbrother is too far gone, and even if he wasn't, he never was an easy one to talk down. She must take matters into her own hands, and that's exactly what she does.

Her eyes have already found one of the syringes used on Will, and it was still full. Wasting no time she snatches it up and rips off the cap. Shoving the boys aside, Max marches across the living room to an unsuspecting Billy. The syringe flies above her head before descending in one swift motion and entering his neck.

Max backs away, the syringe remains buried deep in his skin. He clamors to his feet, staring at her in shock though already it has begun to take effect. He staggers back as loses balance, and his eyelids grow visibly heavy. His bloodied hand feels as if its filled with lead as it rises all the way up to his neck, and he winces as pulls the needle out.

"The hell is this?" He grumbles, lumbering after her. "You little shit, what did you do?"

He has to fight hard to maintain his vision and his balance. It feels as if gravity has tripled. With her directly in his sights, his anger once again redirected at her, he commands his feet to take him to her. Instead, he blinks and finds himself on his back with an aching spine.

"Shit," Mike breathes.

The anesthesia coursing hard through his veins is enough to subdue him but does not bring him completely under as it did the small Byers boy. But it was enough for everyone at that moment. They watched disturbed as he laid on the floor, his head rolling back and forth as he laughed almost joyously. He was amused.

Max only looks at him, for once in her life without even a sliver of fear. All that's left is loathing, and disgust.

She shakes her head, deciding she is still not done. Max would ensure that this would not happen again.

Max takes the bat into her hands and held it over her shoulder, stalking over till she towered over Billy as he had done to her oh so many times.

"From here on out, you are going to leave me and my friends alone. Do you understand?"

"Screw you," he spits.

With all her might she throws the bat into the floor just between his legs, his head limply raises up to see that it had missed his crotch by only inches. Everyone watches in awe.

She has to pry the bat from the floor, the several metal nails had been buried deep into the wood floor only further proving her strength and point.

"Say you understand!" She roars. "Say it!"

He says nothing, his head still rolls across the floor.

"SAY IT!"

"I understand," he whispers meekly.

Her brows shoot up, and she tilts her head. "What?"

"I understand." He repeats.

His eyes flutter closed, exhaustion sweeping over him. Satisfied, and finally free, Max drops the bat to the ground with a clatter.

Three mouths watch agape at the sight, they only widen further when she steps around his still body. Bending over, she pulls a set of keys that stick out from his pocket and hold them up for all to see with an impatient look.

"Let's get out of here."

||Reader's POV||

The ride here lasted way too long, at least it felt like it did. My hand comes to rest on the shoulder of Jonathan's seat as I try to peer around to look at where we are. The car had already been going fairlybslow these past few minutes, but it had gotten even slower leaving me to believe we had to be here. Sure enough, just past a few trees, I can barely make out a small wooden porch of the cabin illuminated by the headlights.

I look over to my right at Joyce as the car comes to a stop. Nancy and Jonathan exit the car and head for the trunk, their doors rocking the car a bit when they close them. Will, for the most part, is cradled against Joyce, his head lays against her chest. She hasn't taken her eyes off of him since we got in the car, she's just been lovingly stroking his hair and brushing strands away from his face. My eyes fall to him, my mind hasn't been able to think about anything else other than him or what I'm about to try to do.

I feel eyes on me, and I look up to meet eyes with Joyce. Her expression is hard and somber, her lip is trembling but her eyes are far kinder. We share a silent exchange, knowing the road that lies ahead will not be an easy one, and it's almost a weak attempt at consoling each other.

I take a deep breath and open my door.

"Y/n,"

I stop, my hand leaving the handle and I look at her curiously.

"Sweetie, I am so, so proud, a-a-and thankful for what you are willing to do for this family," she smiles halfheartedly. "But this is a lot to ask. Are you sure this is something you're up for? I couldn't possibly ask you to do something so big if it's too much."

I look at my feet, her words bouncing around my head. They are the perfect meal for my anxiety, feeding all my fears and doubts. And yet, nothing inside me changes. I look up at her, my eyes falling to Will as I speak.

"Yes," I murmur, shaking my head a bit. "I don't think I'd be able to live with myself if I didn't at least try."

My eyes well up with tears, and I look to the woman, who so long ago, had become like a second mother to me.

"Will's my best friend, he's one of the best people I know. And I know he would do the same for me," her eyes are fogging up too, I realize. "This family has done so much for me... I want to give something back."

"Oh, honey," she croaks, reaching a hand out and over Will to give my hand a light squeeze. "You are apart of this family."

The dam breaks, and I feel several hot tears slide down my cheeks and dangle from my jaw. I smile crookedly and soon so does she. She gives my hand another light and loving squeeze and we nod and exit the car.

⊹ ⊹ ⊹

Between the four of us, we managed to get Will and everything we brought up to the house in one trip. I took the stuff Jonathan had grabbed from the trunk so that he could carry Will.

Nancy is the first to enter, and hitting a switch by the front door, a couple of lights flicker on. We file in one by one, and when I enter after Jonathan, I'm surprised at what I see. And smell. I had expected a mothy, and dusty old cabin given the boards over the windows but it was surprisingly tidy and smelled a bit like an unusually pleasant mix of laundry detergent and pine.

It finally hits me this was where El had spent the last year. It's weird to think this is where she has been living all this time. I step out of the way as Joyce comes in after me, and hesitates just as I did to look around. I stand on the other side of the couch as Jonathan lays Will down on the cushions. Thankfully, he hadn't woken up and we can all only hope that he stays that way until we're ready. We were halfway there when we realized we forgot the anesthesia.

I release a deep breath, trying to push out as much of my nerves as I can and my eyes linger across the room soaking up the details. My eyes catch on what lays sprawled out on the coffee table; a large and completed puzzle of a fireworks display. I feel my expression soften, the ends of my lips tugging up as I think about El enjoying her puzzles.

"It's actually," Nancy said as she got a good look around. "kinda nice."

"Hopefully we can keep it that way," I joke dryly.

I watch as Joyce roams around the room inspecting the place, finally she stops in front of the cast iron fireplace and kneels down in front of it. She looks up at all of us and nods.

"We'll do it here."

⊹ ⊹ ⊹

Jonathan and Joyce bring Hopper's bed out into the living room in front of the fireplace. All the while, Nancy and I begin setting up the heaters.

I'm glad I have the help, it makes everything a little less intimidating. Only a little. I still know that this is going to take just about everything I've got.

But I meant what I said to Joyce. I am going to do this. I have to. And I want to.

That quick trip to Chicago is starting to turn out to be not such not a bad thing, after all. If I hadn't gone, I never would have broke. I never would have hurt so hard that I found my control. I never would have hit rock bottom. But that's the thing about rock bottom, I guess.

You can only go up from here.

Joyce begins to fill the fireplace to the very top, and Jonathan and Nancy have already turned on the space heaters.

I return from the kitchen with snacks and juice in hand, and I felt absolutely foolish. But halfway through set up, I realized I was going to need all the strength I could get. Which meant I needed fuel. Thankfully, the others not only understood but encouraged it. Even though it all made sense, I still felt silly sitting at the table, eating Hopper's food while everything was going on around me.

But I'm so hungry. I hadn't realized how tired and starving I was until I sat down. It must have been almost a full day since I've eaten! I try to remind myself that this is all what's best for everyone. I can't make much of a difference if I'm not taking care of myself too.

I'm surprised I'm having trouble at all, but my nerves are only growing as time marches on. But before I know it, I've cleared everything in front of me, and just in time, too. The others are now gathering around Will, and they don't seem to be attending to any more details. I rise from my chair and join them.

When I see Will, I can feel coils around my heart tightening, constricting it completely. I suddenly wish Dustin were here just so I could yell at him, cause it really did look like it was right out of the Exorcist.

They had managed to tie his hands and feet down, each limb now connected to each leg of the bed. His arms laid as perfect 'L's beside his head, and he was still an unnatural shade of white.

"You sure this is a good idea?" Jonathan asks, voicing all of our inner doubts.

Without breaking her gaze away, and the hard and stern expression returning to Joyce's face she answers.

"This thing has had Will long enough," she spits, sounding as angry as I felt. "Let's kill this son of a bitch."

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oswildin · 5 years ago

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Frustrations ~ Dhawan!Master x Reader

Request: Oof these angsty master x reader are hitting hard 😭 can i request a funny / fluffy one? I had the idea that the master kidnaps the reader from the fam and he like handcuffs them together so the doctor can't hurt him without putting the reader at risk? And they both get more and more annoyed with each other, but the master realises he's actually beginning to reply like them? Even better if it ends with like kissing but IDK up to you obvs 😂 Thanks in advance! ☺ ( @resonate-concrete )

Warnings: Just pure crack. Honestly.

You paced around the space station, listening to the Doctor’s ranting as she did what she always does. Get distracted. The fam were watching her with amused glances as you took a look around the station, taking it all in. You were definitely in the future, that was for sure. You took a glance out one of the windows as you saw debris floating around outside. The planet you were on had a purple surface, as the deep night sky encased it. Peering back, you realised the others had disappeared, as you sighed to yourself. Every time. You mumbled annoyances as you stepped back from the window. They couldn’t have gotten far.

You began to search the base, calling out for your friends as you began to grow tired of looking. You sighed to yourself, before deciding to try calling them with your phone. As you pulled it out, you felt a hand grip round your mouth, muffling your yelps as you tried to struggle away. You instantly went into flight mode, as you kicked your leg back, hitting whoever was trying to keep ahold of you as you heard them hiss. However, their hand was still over your mouth as you narrowed your eyes, deciding to try your luck. Hey, it worked in the movies. You managed to shuffle your head slightly, in a way that their hand slipped, causing their finger to be over your mouth as you instantly bit it. Hard. The person yelled in pain as you flew forwards, falling to the floor. You gasped, as you turned around, looking up at your potential kidnapper.

“What the hell are you doing here?!” You exclaimed, seeing it was in fact the Master. He looked very angry. He was clutching his finger with his free hand as he glared down at you.

“What is wrong with you humans?” He hissed, waving his hand about as he took a step towards you, towering over you.

“You’re the one who tried to kidnap me!” You furrowed your brows.

“Doesn’t mean you had to bite me!” He growled, before kneeling down towards you, a small smirk on his lips. “Although, if that’s what you’re into.” He wiggled his brows suggestively as you pulled a disgusted face.

“In your dreams, psycho.” You spat, as his smirk fell at your words. Oh, it never fails to entertain you. Bringing down a mans ego. Alien or human. He reached into his pocket, revealing some sort of device as you looked at it in confusion.

“What’s your plan?” You asked, voice quiet as you stared into his dark eyes. He smirked once more.

“This.” Before you could flinch away, he quickly managed to place the device on your wrist as it bolted around your wrist, another part grasping around his own.

“Handcuffs?!” You exclaimed, trying to pull your wrist away from his, but he was too strong. “Wow you really are into power dynamics aren’t you?” You commented as he rolled his eyes, getting up as he yanked you with him. You hissed at the pressure on your wrist. “Right so, what now?” You asked calmly, seemingly bored of his antics already. “You better have a key for these things.” You gestured to the handcuffs.

“Like I’d tell you.” He sneered as you pulled a face at him. “You are insufferable.”

“Yup. Been told that before.” You replied, looking happy with yourself.

“Perhaps I made the wrong choice of captive.” He commented, tugging you along as you walked moodily next to him.

“My mum always said that if I got kidnapped they would return me.” You shrugged casually as he tried not to grow annoyed with your pointless rambling.

It had been ages since you had lost the others. Part of you worried they’d gotten into some trouble. Of course they had. It was the Doctor after all. You began to grow tired of walking about as you stopped, causing the Master to peer over at you, irritated.

“What now?” He huffed, exasperated.

“My feet hurt.” You whined like a child.

“Not my problem.” He gave you a tight, wicked smile as you glared at him.

“Also you owe me a new phone.” You pouted, looking down at the device in your free hand.

“I’m sure you’ll live without it for a few hours.” He rolled his eyes. God was this what it was like to have humans tag along with you? It was exhausting.

“Brand new model as well.” You muttered as he began to walk once more, pulling you along. You whined as you had to follow him, your feet begging you to stop. “So what was the plan? Handcuff yourself to me then what?”

“Well, if you’re with me, and I’m the only one who can release the handcuffs, then the Doctor wouldn’t risk putting you in harms way.” He told you as you narrowed your eyes.

“That’s a stupid plan.” You mumbled as he clenched his jaw. “I mean, come on!” You laughed. “Aren’t you meant to be like some sort of evil genius who comes up with these great big extravagant plans?” You asked, raising a brow as he gave you an amused glare.

“You try doing this for thousands of years.” He retorted as you pulled a face of ‘fair enough’.

Eventually, he let you rest, both of you sitting down on the metal floor of the station as you leant against the wall. You pursed your lips before clicking your tongue to fill the silence.

“Don’t you stop for two seconds?” He grumbled as you gave him a wide smile. “I’ll take that as a no.”

“Ugh where is she?” You whined. “How big is this place?”

“Too big. Apparently.” He dragged a hand down his face in exasperation as he was beginning to grow tired of his own plan. Was it even worth putting up with you?

“That’s what she said.” You joked to yourself, as he groaned, hitting his head on the wall behind him as you furrowed your brows. “Why are you doing that?”

“It’s distracting me from the pain you’re making me endure.” He said lowly as you rolled your eyes at him. Finally he stopped as you raised a brow.

“Better?” You asked.

“Much.” He sneered, clenching his jaw as he looked ahead. He had to admit, certain traits of yours reminded him of his last regeneration, Missy. You had that sarcasm, playfulness and didn’t seemed to be too scared.

“Okay this is impossible.” You groaned, trying hard to keep up with the Timelord. “She’s obviously got herself in some trouble. Knowing my luck they’re all dead and I’m stranded here.” You commented as he raised a brow at you.

“You’re a cheery one.” He smirked.

“If they’re dead, you’re taking me home.” You told him sternly. “It’s all your fault I didn’t find them in the first place, deciding to jump me like that, I mean, did no one ever teach you any manner-“ Before you could finish, you found yourself pinned against one of the walls, as the Master looked down at you with a tired expression.

“You are one of the most unbearable humans I have ever had the displeasure of knowing.” He sneered. “Oh your pointless ramblings, your empty words, and your god awful annoying personality.” You hissed as you looked unpaused at him. He wasn’t expecting that. It only annoyed him more.

“Sounds to me like you’ve got a crush.” You told him cheekily as he growled in frustration. Nothing phased you did it?

“Do you ever shut up? Do you always have a retort to everything?!” He exclaimed, his eyes searching your own.

“Just about, yeah.” You nodded, as you felt yourself blush being in such close proximity to the alien. You couldn’t help it. He was a bad boy. A very handsome, crazy bad boy. You swear the bad guys always look good on purpose. Before you could register what was happening, the Master had closed the gap between the two of you, crashing his lips to your own. He hated to admit it, but you were annoyingly chaotic. It was an energy he couldn’t help but be drawn to. You raised your brows in surprise as you allowed yourself to sink into the kiss.

As quickly as it had started, it ended. As you looked up at the man in confusion, before planting a smug expression on your face.

“So... The handcuffs, is that what you’re into?” You questioned, as he slowly blinked, calming his breath.

“(Y/N)!”

You both shot your head in the direction of the Doctor’s voice calling your name. You were almost disappointed she had resurfaced. No more action for you. You sighed.

“Now she finds me.” You groaned, as the Master smirked at you, before lifting your wrist up with his own as he placed a code into his handcuff, allowing it to fall off your wrists and to the floor. You looked at him confused. “What are you doing?”

“Leaving.” He told you, stepping back, before beginning to walk away.

“Hold on!” You called after him. “You can’t just leave!”

“Yes I can.” He said smugly. “Don’t worry, I’ll be back soon.” He gave you a small smirk. “Maybe next time I’ll bring the handcuffs again.” He winked, as you felt hot under his gaze. Before you knew it, he was gone, disappearing out of sight as you sighed, deciding it was home time.

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kimnjss · 4 years ago

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Okay, firstly, I wanna say I’m sorry I haven’t been keeping up with Kinda Hot 😭 my life has been a mess this past week!

Anywho, 😅 GIRL! I have so much to say about which member I think would have a one night stand with a fan lmao

So to be brief, I’ll just listen them with a short explanation.

Jin- yes. That man has so much charisma behind that shy, good boy persona of his. He’s just picky with his choices. But I 100% believe he has slept with a fan.

Yoongi- no. I believe he’s more of an intimate guy.

Hoseok - ABSOLUTELY! Lmao that man has DEFINITELY had a more than a few rendezvous with a fan.

Namjoon- yes, but not anymore. Like I whole heartedly believe Rap Monster brought fans home lmao but RM doesn’t.

Jimin- no. He likes the game of flirting but that’s as far as it gets. Maybe even the nervous game but I don’t think he’d sleep with a fan because he’s emotionally detached lmao. We all know Jimin’s soft but we also have to remember the man is a Libra. So I don’t think he’d want to potentially hurt any fan’s feelings by having a night with them.

Taehyung- absolutely. I agree with you.

Jungkook- no. I don’t think he views fans more than just friends. I think the thought of being intimate with a fan scares him lmao.

JUST MY THOUGHTS AND OPINIONS!!! Please don’t attack me 😅

ooh yes let’s talk abt it . most of the reasons i pulled out of my ass lmao . nd i really wanted to hear what other people thought .

jin .. you definitely could be right . i have the hardest time reading him out of all the other members . he just seems really polite nd to himself around some ppl .

yoongi .. i can see him w like a serious girlfriend w short hair (idk why that matters but it does lmao) but agust d?? 👀

hoseok .. i’m thinking he’d be how you described joon to be . i just get strong boyfriend vibes from the guy idk what it is .

namjoon .. valid, i agree

jimin .. (definitely did not think abt how the fan would react lmao . just went on the fact that i would be down nd ran w it) buut with that in mind ., i see what you’re saying . a bit too sweet to go around breaking hearts .

taehyung .. right!?

jungkook .. that’s why i think they’d have to go through whole get to know phase ., so it doesn’t really feel like a fan . don’t think it would be with a superfan tho or anyone that gives off sasaeng energy .

LMAO don’t worry !! i’m wicked nice nd this is fun !!

#asks; kez 🍯

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thefigureinthecorner · 5 years ago

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tama-rrow will be kinder- an am archives playlist

at least 3 months and 31 songs later and this monster of a playlist finally has a cover hell yeah

the pun title is....... literally the only fun thing about this playlist, actually.

song notes, and also spoilers, under the cut

a lot of these songs are mood songs; the lyrics don’t have a whole lot of relevance. most of them do have at least some lyrical relevance, though, provided that the song has any lyrics at all. it’s p much just the songs that helped me draw all that Good Good Angst

also important to note: I started making it after episode 9, so it’s mostly relevant to the back half of the show, and especially to the last couple of episodes.

again, this is 31 songs and over 2 hours long, so the notes are........ kind of long

Ghosts That We Knew - Mumford & Sons

So give me hope in the darkness that I will see the light/'Cause oh that gave me such a fright/But I will hold as long as you like/Just promise me we'll be alright

Desert Song - My Chemical Romance

this is one of those songs that’s there primarily for mood reasons; i added it right after episode 9 came out and it was on loop pretty much the whole time i was drawing stuff for that episode. the lyrics are kinda relevant, but not enough for me to pull out any specific lines.

The World Is Ugly - My Chemical Romance

this was added for mood reasons after 9, but then it became relevant.

I just wanted you to know/That the world is ugly/But you're beautiful to me/Are you thinking of me/Like I'm thinking of you/I would say I'm sorry, though/Though I really need to go

The Light Behind Your Eyes - My Chemical Romance

yes, there are three mcr songs in a row, and no, i’m not gonna apologize for that. the am archives slam dunked me right back into my emo phase. also, this song just straight-up hurts. like, the whole thing.

If I could be with you tonight/I would sing you to sleep/Never let them take the light behind your eyes/I failed and lost this fight/Never fade in the dark/Just remember you will always burn as bright

In Case You Don't Live Forever - Ben Platt

my one note for this song is: ow.

I've waited way too long to say/Everything you mean to me/In case you don't live forever, let me tell you now/I love you more than you'll ever wrap your head around/In case you don't live forever, let me tell you the truth/I'm everything that I am because of you

Spanish Sahara - Foals

this one’s another mood song, but it does have some lines that work; the forget the horror here sections are the biggest reason this song ended up on the playlist, actually, mood aside.

Hot Gates - Mumford & Sons

mood mostly, but also:

And I can't be for you all of the things you want me to/But I will love you constantly/There's precious little else to me/And though we cry, we must stay alive

Iridescent - Linkin Park

When you were standing in the wake of devastation When you were waiting on the edge of the unknown And with the cataclysm raining down, insides crying save me now You were there impossibly alone

Do you feel cold and lost in desperation You build up hope but failure's all you've known Remember all the sadness and frustration And let it go, let it go

Gone Away - SafetySuit

again: ow.

i just... go look at the lyrics. do it. it hurts.

POWERLESS - Linkin Park

it’s mostly here for mood, but the lyrics feel relevant in a way that i can’t pinpoint but it’s a way that hurts.

Daylight - Boyce Avenue

i have other connections to this specific cover of this song that make it Extra Painful but like Daylight started playing literally right after Crazy while i was at CVS and i was like hey hi excuse me i just wanted to get some Arizona w h y

anyway.

Here I am staring at your perfection/In my arms, so beautiful/The sky is getting bright, the stars are burning out/Somebody slow it down/This is way too hard/'Cause I know, when the sun comes up/I will leave, this is my last glance/That will soon be memory

Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol

ah. the Quintessential Sad Medical Drama Song. not that tama is a medical drama but like it kinda gave me those vibes at times?? anyway. it’s here for mood more than anything but there are some lyrics in it that hurt

The Winner Takes It All - ABBA

not even abba is safe from tama angst.

no seriously though i got this song stuck in my head and had an aw fuck come on seriously???? ABBA?????? you’re making ABBA hurt???????? moment

re: joan and owen

The gods may throw a dice/Their minds as cold as ice/And someone way down here/Loses someone dear/The winner takes it all/The loser has to fall/It's simple and it's plain/Why should I complain

and re: joan and wadsworth

I don't want to talk/If it makes you feel sad/And I understand/You've come to shake my hand/I apologize/If it makes you feel bad/Seeing me so tense/No self-confidence/But you see/The winner takes it all

I Of The Storm - Of Monsters and Men

Are you really gonna love me when I'm gone?/I fear you won't/I fear you don't/And it echoes when I breathe/Until all you see is my ghost/Empty vessel, crooked teeth/Wish you could see/And they call me under/And I'm shaking like a leaf/And they call me under/And I wither underneath

Hail To Whatever You Found In The Sunlight That Surrounds You - Rilo Kiley

this one is 100% a mood song. i’ve debated taking it off the playlist but it just... gets me in the right headspace for drawing tama art, i guess?? something about the sadness/anxiety in the song or something i think

Fear - Sleeping At Last

it’s instrumental, so yeah, mood song

For Good - Wicked

i’ve made art based on this song, but i didn’t even use the lyrics that actually hurt the most?

And just to clear the air/I ask forgiveness/For the things I've done you blame me for

But then, I guess we know/There's blame to share

And none of it seems to matter anymore

Empty Chairs At Empty Tables - Les Miserables

yeah so realizing how well this song fit kind of felt like what i would imagine getting hit by a train feels like

the whole song fits. just trust me on this.

All Gone (No Escape) - Gustavo Santaolalla

another instrumental one that’s mood-only, but i was rewatching a last of us playthrough as a reference for a thing and this song popped up towards the end and i was like “ah, that hurts, i need it”

All Is Well (It's Only Blood) - Radical Face

y’know what? the song’s pretty short. have all the lyrics, and i’m sorry.

All is well now Pay no mind All is well now I'm just fine I'm just fine It's only blood; I have plenty left It's only blood; I just need to rest I said I'd fix this That I'd set things straight You begged me not to But I couldn't stay Couldn't wait They cut me up, but I did them worse And I'll be fine, I just need to rest All is well now All is well now All is well now All is well now

......yeah.

when i heard it, i swear to god it replicated that exact sinking feeling i felt in the pit of my stomach when i first listened to episode 15. it fits way too well, and i have too many feelings about this song, and hhhhhhh

After the Storm - Mumford & Sons

And I won't die alone and be left there Well I guess I'll just go home, Oh God knows where Because death is just so full and man so small Well I'm scared of what's behind and what's before

The Trapeze Swinger - Iron & Wine

someone in the tag mentioned this song and i’ve been crying over it ever since

it’s just. 9 minutes of jesus christ, ow, what the fuck

Winter Song - The Head and the Heart

this one’s mostly here for mood, but some of the lyrics do fit and they hurt, like “we’re just praying that we’re doing this right/but that’s not the way it seems”; joan realizing that she’s been going about the tier 5 clear out the wrong way and the costly mistakes that come with that.

Touch - Sleeping At Last

i think this one’s mostly for the mood, but there’s something in the lyrics that make me think of joan in the finale; that kind of numb, “none of this feels real” denial of everything that’s happened both to her and to the people she loves.

Silhouette - Owl City

this song hurts especially in the context of the “i need you to be happy” line, i think; the line changing between “will i ever feel again//will i ever smile again//will i ever love again” is just, like, a trifecta of pain

The fire I began, is burning me alive But I know better than to leave and let it die I'm a silhouette asking every now and then Is it over yet? Will I ever smile again? I'm a silhouette chasing rainbows on my own But the more I try to move on the more I feel alone So I watch the summer stars to lead me home

All Is Well (Goodbye, Goodbye) - Radical Face

fun fact! all is well (it’s only blood) has a companion song!! because you know what’s better than one angst? two angst!!

And I have lost your face It slips between my fingers now And all the world is gray As though you took the colors with you When you went and passed away

It's So Hard To Say Goodbye To Yesterday - Jason Mraz

this one’s on my joan/owen playlist too, but it hurt too much to not put it here.

And if we get to see tomorrow I hope it's worth all the wait It's hard to say goodbye to yesterday

And I'll take with me the memories To be my sunshine after the rain It's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday

Cradle and All - Audra McDonald

i’m just sitting here, innocently listening to joan’s playlist, when this song pops up and i’m like aw fuck aw shit no goddammit

It's not like he didn't love, no, that I couldn’t conceive There are many ways a man can stay And many ways that he can leave

Oh hush, oh hush, don't be scared I know that you tried, I know cared Let's put it behind us, that noise in the hall

We All Go the Same - Radical Face

i’ve made art for this song, too! it hurts. it’s sad. it’s about death. it’s got sad piano. what more explanation do you want

Light In The Hallway - Pentatonix

it’s.... comforting in a sad way, idk. it felt like it fit, especially towards the end of this playlist.

Tomorrow Will Be Kinder - The Secret Sisters this song is kind of like... sad and optimistic at the same time. i wanted to end this playlist on at least kind of a lighter note, and i think this song does that. it works with the finale; sad, not quite recovered, but still looking towards the future and knowing things can still be better despite every terrible thing that’s happened.

also, it’s where the pun title comes from.

Sorrow weighs my shoulders down And trouble haunts my mind But I know the present will not last And tomorrow will be kinder

Tomorrow will be kinder It's true, I've seen it before A brighter day is coming my way Yes, tomorrow will be kinder

Today I've cried a many tear And pain is in my heart Around me lies a somber scene I don't know where to start

#the bright sessions #the am archives #am archives spoilers #joan bright #agent green #sam barnes #helen #ellie wadsworth

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unfolkist · 5 years ago

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1-92!!!!!!!

1. Would you have sex with the last person you text messaged?No. She’s great, and a really good friend but no.

2. You talked to an ex today, correct?Nope

3. Have you taken someones virginity?No

4. Is trust a big issue for you?Sometimes

5. Did you hang out with the person you like recently?Well, I’m pretty fond of my girlfriend and I see her everyday

6. What are you excited for?Classes to start in ten days

7. What happened tonight?I guess this means last night, I watched netflix with my girlfriend, complained about the heat and then fell asleep on the couch

8. Do you think it’s disgusting when girls get really wasted?No

9. Is confidence cute?Yes, very.

10. What is the last beverage you had?Coffee

11. How many people of the opposite sex do you fully trust?More than my own sex.

12. Do you own a pair of skinny jeans?No

13. What are you gonna do Saturday night?That was last night, so same answer as 7. I don’t have plans for next Saturday. Why? Are you free?

14. What are you going to spend money on next?Idk, probably lunch on Monday.

15. Are you going out with the last person you kissed?Yes

16. Do you think you’ll change in the next 3 months?I’m always changing, and so are you.

17. Who do you feel most comfortable talking to about anything?My girlfriend.

18. The last time you felt broken?Idk, sometime recently though

19. Have you had sex today?Yes 🌚

20. Are you starting to realize anything?I don’t know anything

21. Are you in a good mood?I’m in no mood

22. Would you ever want to swim with sharks?No

23. Are your eyes the same color as your dad’s?I think so

24. What do you want right this second?I want my cats to stop running around the dining room and fighting

25. What would you say if the person you love/like kissed another girl/boy?Well, I would hope that we had discussed it beforehand. If she just went and did it, I’d be upset.

26. Is your current hair color your natural hair color?Yes, never dyed it except those spray-on Halloween dyes.

27. Would you be able to date someone who doesn’t make you laugh?No, absolutely not.

28. What was the last thing that made you laugh?Light homophobia framed as “male-bonding” in Mindhunter season 1

29. Do you really, truly miss someone right now?No

30. Does everyone deserve a second chance?Those with good intentions do.

31. Honestly, do you hate the last boy you were talking to?No, @wicked-lemon-boy is great. Wait does this mean “talking to”? Because I’ve only ever talked to girls so the question doesn’t apply.

32. Does the person you have feelings for right now, know you do?Yes obviously we share a home

33. Are you one of those people who never drinks soda?No, love me some carbonated syrup water.

34. Listening to?The fan in the window.

35. Do you ever write in pencil anymore?Try not to.

36. Do you know where the last person you kissed is?On her way to Whittier.

37. Do you believe in love at first sight?It happened to me 🤷🏼‍♂️

38. Who did you last call?@glenn-the-dawg, she didn’t pick up

39. Who was the last person you danced with?Oh god I have no idea. Haven’t danced in a long time.

40. Why did you kiss the last person you kissed?This morning

41. When was the last time you ate a cupcake?I have no idea.

42. Did you hug/kiss one of your parents today?Not yet but I’ll probably get around to hugging

43. Ever embarrass yourself in front of a crush?Every day

44. Do you tan in the nude?No

45. If you could, would you take back your last kiss?No

46. Did you talk to someone until you fell asleep last night?No she left the room lol

47. Who was the last person to call you?My dad

48. Do you sing in the shower?No

49. Do you dance in the car?No

50. Ever used a bow and arrow?YES top 10 experience of my life

51. Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer?School probably

52. Do you think musicals are cheesy?Not as a genre but most of them are really clunky and poorly thought-out

53. Is Christmas stressful?Yes but only because I’m always in debt and can’t buy everything for everyone

54. Ever eat a pierogi?No

55. Favorite type of fruit pie?Does pumpkin count? If not then apple.

56. Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid?Starting pitcher for the Dodgers

57. Do you believe in ghosts?Not literally

58. Ever have a Deja-vu feeling?Only when I have deja-vu

59. Take a vitamin daily?No

60. Wear slippers?No

61. Wear a bath robe?No, I have one but I don’t use it

62. What do you wear to bed?A minimalistic version of what I wore that day

63. First concert?Paul McCartney at the Pond in Anaheim in like 2005. I fell asleep while he was doing piano songs, and then he did Live and Let Die with fireballs on the stage and that woke me up.

64. Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart?Target

65. Nike or Adidas?Neither

66. Cheetos Or Fritos?Fritos are too salty BUT you gotta put them in homemade chili. It’s the shit.

67. Peanuts or Sunflower seeds?Peanuts

68. Favorite Taylor Swift song?I’m still waiting for her American Primative phase. Cover Don Bikoff, Taylor!!!

69. Ever take dance lessons?No

70. Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing?Something medical-related

71. Can you curl your tongue?Yes

72. Ever won a spelling bee?No

73. Have you ever cried because you were so happy?I cry for everything except sadness it seems like

74. What is your favorite book?Johnny Got His Gun

75. Do you study better with or without music?Without

76. Regularly burn incense?Used to, idk where our tray went

77. Ever been in love?Yes

78. Who would you like to see in concert?Bob Dylan, just to say I did

79. What was the last concert you saw?Mitski at the Palladium

80. Hot tea or cold tea?Hot

81. Tea or coffee?Coffee

82. Favorite type of cookie?Chocolate chip

83. Can you swim well?Well enough

84. Can you hold your breath without holding your nose?Yes, I am an adult

85. Are you patient?No

86. DJ or band, at a wedding?DJ probably

87. Ever won a contest?I’m sure I have, but I’m drawing a blank

88. Ever have plastic surgery?No, I just naturally look great for 25.

89. Which are better black or green olives?Don’t like olives. Wait what’s a green olive?

90. Opinions on sex before marriage?I’m a fan

91. Best room for a fireplace?Living room

92. Do you want to get married?Yes

#whoever you are I hate you but also message me so I can know who did this and be your friend #Anonymous

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bitchesofostwick · 5 years ago

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With unlimited budget what would you prefer - watching movies in cinema or at home? Is there any underrated movie that is your fave or a classic that seems grossly overrated to you? What is The Disney Movie of Your Childhood? What do you think about musicals?

ooh thank you for all these questions!! to answer the first, i couldn’t pick between them. i LOVE going to the movies (so much that i often see at least one or two movies at the theater per month by myself, and then a few more with friends), and i loveeee movie theater popcorn even though i know it’s bad for you (but idc, the buttery goodness is unbeatable). but i also love setting up a blanket nest in my room and watching two or three movies in one night by myself. this is how i’ll usually watch a silent movie, or a black-and-white, or a foreign language film—movies that are otherwise hard to find or see in theaters (although i have one near me that only screens older movies and i love it and i go there often for westerns lol). anyway i love movies and i’ll watch them anywhere!

okay for the second question i had to check my letterboxed account lmao. but yes. for underrated movies, i’ll pick two animated movies, because animated movies are never treated seriously (unless they’re pixar smh, or ghibli which does deserve its serious treatment) and are by default underrated, imo. so! the first would be in this corner of the world, which is an anime film about a girl living in hiroshima before and after the united states bombed the city during WW2. it’s comparable in theme to grave of the fireflies, and equally horrific, but in its own way. the colorful, vibrant style makes for a jarring juxtaposition against the tragic and shocking story. it’s beautifully done and i highly recommend it to anyone looking for a WW2 story told from a civilian, non-western perspective. the second underrated film is the breadwinner, a story about a young girl in taliban-controlled afghanistan who disguised herself as a boy to provide for her family after her father is arrested and taken away by the taliban. the animation is lovely and the story is emotional and inspiring. i loved it.

overrated classics. everything woody allen has ever made. taxi driver (i adore scorsese and RDN both but somehow could not get into this one). the graduate, although the soundtrack slaps and we stan katharine ross. scarface (sorry al, it didn’t do anything for me). cool hand luke (and i love!!!! paul newman!! everything about the story should’ve been something i liked but idk what it was i was just like meh). the outlaw josey wales (why do people think this is one of the best clint movies?? imo it is not). i’ll stop there before i rant all night hahaha.

the disney movie of my childhood is most definitely the lion king, with an honorable mention to mulan!! i also adore hercules, but i didn’t like it as much as a kid as i do now.

as for musicals, i like them! i had a brief musical theatre phase that stretched from middle school to high school, during which i got to see wicked on broadway and les miserables on national tour. i still like musicals but i don’t know any of the “newer” ones, and i think theatre has become too expensive and out of touch with the lower and middle classes, which is disheartening.

anonymously (or not) ask me any question you’d like to know about me

#THANK YOU for asking me these #and sorry for how long these answers are #i LOVE film and i could talk movies for hours #answered #reverienne

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joedizzlefoshizzel · 6 years ago

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lmao Dark Phoenix was bad.

Am I surprised? Absolutely not.

Am I disappointed? Yes.

But was I entertained and excited? Totally.

The whole premise had so much potential and was really interesting, but everything was done so HASTILY and with zero subtlety

We just get fuckin catapulted into Jean’s crumbling world from the get go with, like, what? 5+ min of backstory and painful memories to serve as the whole basis/support for her ‘going off the rails’ arc?

(WARNING: SPOILERS BELOW)

Yes, that beginning scene suffices and gives us an understanding of why Jean would feel so lost and conflicted for the rest of the movie, but not enough.

Did we really get to see the love she had for her parents, or the love they had for her in the earliest parts of her life? Was it enough to make the feeling Jean had that made her think she was a danger to everyone and thing she cared about seem sincere and well justified?

I don’t think so. Her parents didn’t feel like real people and when they died, I wasn’t phased. It didn’t feel like anything was missing once they were gone. We weren’t really given a reason to care about them besides the fact that they were Jean’s parents since we didn’t see them actually, you know, PARENT Jean. They were in a car together and died. That’s it.

Charles coming in and offering Jean a home and family was done well— albeit lacking in concrete moments/memories showing that Jean really did feel at home and loved by her family at the school for gifted youngsters, instead, of the sort-of one sided ones that just had Charles talking to/at her while she listened rather blankly.

RAVEN’S DEATH!!! What. the. fuck. dude. That was done so so clumsily.

Raven’s only actions and behavior involve criticizing Charles, doubting the X-Men, and being nice to Jean, which make sense and do stay true to her wary and caring nature. BUT from the very beginning, Raven is just straight fed up with all of Charles and his X-men bullshit, creating this somewhat jarring, out of nowhere hate for Charles. (Maybe I’m just picky, but her attitude just felt unnatural—idk if it’s J-Law’s acting or the script but yeah)

HER LAST MOMENTS OF LIVING WERE USED AS TRASHY PLOT DEVICES/AGENDAS TO FUEL HANK AND MAGNETO’S ACTIONS

Hank...my oh my as soon as Raven died all of his complex thought and reasoning flew out of the fucking window. Him blaming Raven’s death on Charles??? What?? His desire to kill Jean??? Asking ERIK—WHO HE HATES—for help???

Erik wanting to kill Jean to get revenge for Raven goes completely against what he said earlier about how killing did not ease his pain and how he stopped living that murder life™️. Now if he wanted to kill Jean in order to protect his Genoshan mutant fam that would make sense, but that’s not what incites him to go after Jean (at least that’s what I remember since I forget if he said he was doing it for Raven or for his ppl)

Raven dies only so her last living moments and beliefs can motivate these goofs, Hank and Erik, to shit on Charles, the X-Men, and take on the endeavor of killing Jean

WHICH THEY DONT EVEN GO THROUGH WITH! BECAUSE THEY SUDDENLY RELEASE AT THE VERY LAST SECOND THAT, “OH WAIT A MINUTE, RAVEN WOULDNT HAVE WANTED US TO KILL JEAN SO LET’S NOT KILL JEAN EVEN THOUGH WE STARTED ALL THIS OTHER SHIT AND WENT THROUGH ALL THIS TROUBLE JUST TO KILL HER”

Then following Hank and Erik’s complete 180, Jean remembers that the X-Men and Charles is her family and that she shouldn’t be destroying them because ????

It’s already established that Jean cared for Charles and her X-family and was scared she would hurt them in the beginning after getting struck by the solar flare and seeing how Charles had lied to her. But what fuels her turning against the X-Men is her realization that they (and Charles) were, indeed, shite for lying to her—plus, like, having wicked space powers and the aliens wanting her help played a part too (but a really lame one)

So, Jean finally remembering that Charles and the X-Men are her family and are good, then deciding to not go berserk on them utterly defeats/makes a mockery of her ‘going dark’ arc since it’s just a return to how things were before

Closing Complaints:

What the fuck was that dialogue?????

Jean describing how she felt after absorbing the solar flare,

“I just feel so.........turned up”

WHAT KINBERG WHAT THE FUCK THERE ARE MILLIONS BILLIONS OTHER WORDS AND PHRASES AND YOU USE “turned up” to describe the ineffable power Jean gets

Alien Jessica Chastain: “Your emotions are what make you weak”

Jean: “No...My emotions are what make me strong” *explodes Chastain*

that’s the fucking equivalent of “no, u” or the uno reverse card ughhh my god

Also

The rest of the x men were relegated to crappy background helpers I don’t even need to explain this just watch

And...

The aliens lowkey deserved a better ending they just wanted a home man. What happened to sympathy for refugees and living beings in danger of total fucking extinction? (Didn’t we just see that in captain marvel.......oh wait maybe that’s why they got murked so as not to copy captain marvel oh well)

BUT,

I can say that I really like how there were a lot of setting changes. That was damn exciting and quite stimulating, but bad because the events were all over the place

Action scenes good very excite

Floaty hair VERY COOL

CHARLES AND ERIK CHESS GAME IN PARIS

Need I say more? That was some damn good closure... I love those “old friends”

1,000,000,000,000,000 fucking points for that scene

(uwu)

#can you see that i gradually become more incoherent #it sucks but you should watch it #it’s trash but it’s not as bad as dc #sure as hell comes close though #actions scenes were fucking tight #very intense and exciting but rendered lame because bad writing #simon kinberg i fucking slap you #he did one thing right though by giving us cherik #feel free to argue with me #i dont know how to write or watch movies so yeah #dark phoenix #STILL BETTER THAN APOCALYPSE

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modernlcve · 6 years ago

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* — stats — trevor portillo !

* — basics !

full name: trevor keegan portillo. nickname(s): none. age: twenty - three. date of birth: february twenty-ninth. place of birth: boston, massachusetts. gender: nonbinary. pronouns: he / they. sexual orientation: bisexual. level of education: high school graduate.

* — physical !

tattoos: none. wants em but is just too scared of needles :pensive: piercings: none. notable features: anyone ever notice how wicked broad noah centineo’s shoulders are. yeah. weakness(es): too soft. scar(s): gnarly scars on his right knee and right elbow, short scar down his left shin, scar on his jaw, and a few smaller ones on his hands.

* — domestic !

occupation: he’s got balls in the air. fry cook. plays drums for his dad’s band. interns at a local radio station. residence: apartment. maybe roomies who knows. social class: working class. parents: mandy portillo, age 43, raised him on her own from the day he was born til she met his step-dad. she’s a little new age, a little funky, she teaches yoga and blows glass. jason portillo, age 40, his step-dad that he considers nothing less than blood. apart of trevor’s life since he was like 4. has no contact with his birth father. doesn’t even know the guy. siblings: one younger half-brother, morgan “mo” portillo, age 12. trevor gets a kick out of busting his balls, because he’s 12. extended family: largely disconnected from his mother’s family.

* — personality !

positive traits: altruistic, gregarious, loyal. negative traits: reticent, sophomoric, hypersensitive. myers-briggs ( x ): isfp; the adventurer temperament: melancholic. moral alignment: neutral good. horoscope: pisces, the fish hogwarts house: hufflepuff.

* — favorites !

movie: the big lebowski. tv show: workaholics. book: lord of the flies. drink: blue monster. idk the flavor name. food: he will eat... anything. and love it. animal: ducks. color: blue. song: the air that i breathe by the hollies. artist: the animals. celebrity crush: harry styles

* — impressions !

first impression: he’s a lil funky. he doesn’t really get weird about strangers so he’ll have no problem telling u personal or weird things abt himself right off the bat. he’s an open book and he just wants to make friends :) self impression: trevor just sees himself as a normal dude. not a particularly high self esteem but not a horribly low one either. he thinks he could be doing better, but he ain’t doing too bad either. lover impression: trevor wants Great Profound Love so yeah maybe he’s a little sappy in this department. he’s doting, he genuinely likes making other people happy and who better to channel that into than a Lover.

* — et cetera !

turn ons: nice people, familiarity, a good laugh. turn offs: people who try and live a too fast paced life. drink/drugs/smoke: yes/weed/alternates between smoking and vaping, just depends on the week he’s having. dominant hand: right. clean or messy: messy. early bird or night owl: night owl. hobbies or special talents: he is a genuinely good drummer. he’s got a good internal clock. gets along with kids well.

* — QUESTIONNAIRE !

01. where was your character born? what brought them to boston? what do they like most about the town?

trevor was born in boston. he stuck around because he likes it well enough. he likes being close to his family and friends, he likes living in a city big enough that he can still get lost sometimes, even though its the only home he’s ever known. he likes the nightlife. he likes seeing frequent newcomers, a new cast of faces every now and again.

02. who are your character’s friends and family? who do they surround themselves with? who are the people your character is closest to?

trevor’s family is his parents and his half-brother. they all get along pretty well. his mom is a free-spirit, it’s hard to not get along with her. his step-dad is one of his best friends, he just feels like they Get each other and they share similar interests so they’ve always kind of palled around. his brother is in middle school and going through a bit of a douche phase, but they’re all pretty sure they can pull him through it. he’s good friends with sylvia and riley, in their own ways. he knows they have a history ( granted he probably doesn’t fully understand it ), but, ultimately, isn’t the kind of person to let their beef get in the way of his being friends with both of them.

03. what is your character’s biggest fear? who have they told this to? who would they never tell this to? why?

trevor’s biggest fear is never finding stability. he knows he’s too young to have everything on Lock, but he hates change, and always has. he wants something steady, a real job, friends who’re sticking around, a partner he can trust, just some semblance of the easy domestic life he’s always been so into. he doesn’t bring it up much because i don’t think even he realizes just how scared he is of feeling like he does now, kind of in between and looking forever.

04. has your character ever been in love? had a broken heart?

trevor was in love with one of his best friends in high school. they dated on and off for three years, but, in the end, it was decided they were just better off as friends. they still hang out, whenever she’s in town, and it’s not especially weird or awkward. he had a boyfriend at the end of high school and his first year out that he’d say he was in love with. they’ve got a little more bad blood. for someone that dates as much as he does, you think there’d be more than that, but he doesn’t make it to In Love with most the people he sees now. his heart is broken almost always though. of course his exes were worse, but like when that thottie unmatches him after a lively conversation about grill food? yeah it hurted.

05. your character is doing intense spring cleaning. what is easy for them to throw out? what is difficult for them to part with? why?

im gonna stop answer this too because i feel like i keep saying the same thing in them all. eventually, i’ll have this down to like 3 questions jsfdhskjdfh

06. it’s saturday at noon. what is your character doing? give details.

making moves. he’s likely working at the diner. if not, he’s probably loitering around the radio station. he loves playing music, but, ultimately, doesn’t want to pursue performance as a career. he is interested in getting work at the station though, and working with music more tangentially.

07. what is one strong memory that has stuck with your character since childhood?

oh buckle up. trevor’s favorite song is the air that i breathe by the hollies which is. a choice. but its because when he was eight and he heard it at his parents wedding he was pretty sure it was the most Romantic song that had ever been written not that its a huge priority for an eight year old but consider. he’s a freak.

09. what is something that upsets your character? where do they go when they’re upset?

trevor’s microchip will short circuit over like. generally people being mean he just Cannot understand why you cant be fundamentally nice it costs zero dollars to not be an asshole. he’s also particularly sensitive to people calling him dumb. when he’s upset, he likes to be working, talking to customers and pretending everythign is Okay.

10. when your character thinks of their childhood kitchen, what smell do they associate with it? why?

his mom burned enough incense there weren’t a lot of Heavy Kitchen Smells but when she broke out the online recipes for at home vegan curry she found it was always a Fragrant night.

#( trevor portillo. )#( stats. )

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CRAVE by Tracy Wolff thoughts: Chapter 0 - 21

Full video here.

In which a mortal girls goes to her uncle’s boarding school after the death of her parents, and finds it full of creatures.

CH 0 for some reason: if you’re not living on the edge, you’re taking up too much space

“Try my hardest not to freak the eff out” - if you’re gonna use expletives, use them

Immediate info dump of “if you’d told me two months ago i was gonna be in fairbanks alaska to get a puddle jumper to denali, the highest mountain point in north america”

CH 1: landing is just throwing yourself to the ground and hoping you don’t miss

I thought these quotes were weird self help quotes but then i realized they were probably the chapter titles

The fog is referred to as “civil twilight” - this weirded me out because civil blood and twilight, idk if this is a real thing? Will look it up if i remember: it is the brightest of the 3 twilight phases and it is ABUNDANTLY clear that she added the civil part to not make it straight up twilight because this book is unwitting twilight satire

He tells her it’s a short runway “because it’s hard to keep a long one clear of snow or ice for any amount of time” HE’S IN THE MIDDLE OF LANDING A PLANE ATM BRO WE DON’T NEED ALL OF THAT INFO ATM

Grace is kind of funny if not a little cheesy

“Textbook landing” - maybe if that textbook is a horror novel he’s reading upside down and backwards - i don’t know if by listening to this i’m missing the line breaks and short sentences that would make this funny, so if i am lemme know but if she didn’t break this up it’s clunky

Her uncle is headmaster of the boarding school she’s being sent to

“Despite being a year younger than my own 17 years” - did you not read this out loud? Did no one hear how redundant that was?

“According to wikipedia, heeley - hailey? - has only one major road” she’s mentioned google and wikipedia at this point and idk if i’m the only one who finds that type of thing annoying af

“In weather that’s 20 degrees below freezing, if the app on my phone can be believed” THIS IS SO ANNOYING

“The insulated helmet will keep you warm as well as protect your head if we crash” yes macy we know what helmets are and also insulation, again the redundancy

CH 2: Just because you live in a tower doesn’t make you a prince

“Is that kadmere academy?” i shout - not, is that it? They’re on a snowmobile, with helmets on, and macy understood her...and she understood macy saying they’d be there in five minutes

She couldn’t google the academy

“I half expected quasimodo to be waiting for us when we got there”

It may be a castle but at least there’s no moat or dragon

Macy has short rainbow-colored hair

She’s wikipedia’d and googled her life away but didn’t expect to not be able to breathe since she’s coming from sea level and is now up in the mountains - i’m from florida and even i know what altitude sickness is

She sees a flash of red in the window “i don’t know who it is or why they even matter” ...what does that mean?

But she doesn’t see them when she looks back and she’s disappointed, which she acknowledges makes no sense…

“I should be bowing and scraping right about now”

It’s a castle with an xbox and giant flat screen, and they have wifi AND cell service up in the desolate mountains. I went to cossayuna - 476 feet above sea level, 7 miles from a town - and NONE of us had cell service the entire time

She picks up a chess piece and it’s a carved vampire, then a dragon

Then she comes face to face with the most intimidating guy i’ve ever seen, not just because he’s hot, there’s something different and powerful though i don’t have a clue what it is”

Face too intense to be beautiful, skyscraper cheekbones????, red lips, stone-cutting jaw, bottomless obsidian eyes, obscene lashes

Trapped by his stare, hypnotized by the sheer magnetism rolling off him in waves

“Annoyance flashes through me”

He’s blocking her view of anything else - did he step between her and the chess board?? Confusion, but because of this she has to look at his long lean body

“Double-wide shoulders” gross

“Nothing to do but admit that this boy is sexy AF - a little wicked, a lot wild, and all dangerous”

“Seriously, when exactly did i become the heroine of some YA romance? The new girl swooning over the hottest, most unattainable boy in school?”

CH 3: vampire queens aren’t the only ones with a nasty bite

He quotes hamlet to her, and she corrects him for fucks sake

“I warned your uncle you wouldn’t be safe here, but he obviously doesn’t like you much”

“Welcome to alaska?” “more like welcome to hell, now get the fuck out”

“Ignoring the pterodactyls flying around in my stomach” - this is a great line if it didn’t take you completely out of the action, which it does

This whole exchange about big bad monsters is soooooo fucking cliche

And he’s talking about the chess pieces the whole time????? Am confusion.

She’s so horny for this insane man screaming at her and cornering her

She says she’s lost everything that matters and he changes, his agony visible behind “layers and layers of defenses he’s erected”

It’s calling to her own agony

They're soooo connected and staring at each other

He pulls on one of her curls and it makes her super horny

“Five minutes ago he was being a total douche to me”

Pushing him is like pushing a wall of granite

He’s got a scar down half his face that she didn’t notice until now????

“A fallen angel with a bad boy vibe for miles”

She’s touching his scar…

“I don’t understand you”

AND SHE QUOTES HIM QUOTING HAMLET IN RESPONSE

CH 4: shining armor is so last century

“Mr. tall dark and surly” would be more snarky and cute if she didn’t just have an ~earth-shattering moment of connection~ with him over their agony or w/e

Some weird instinct i don’t understand tells me not to mention that guy - the amount of times this girl has acknowledged something she doesn’t understand is so redundant and weird.

She keeps referring to the guy she spent half the last chapter basically falling in insta-love with as “tall dark and surly” as if that didn’t happen, as if he was just a dick and then he left without all the insta-love shit

Uncle finn and flint is a student...couldn’t pick any other name?

“A smile in his eyes that’s as different from the other guy’s iciness as the stars just outside the windows are from the endless midnight blue of the sky” and i’ve fallen asleep while she was spinning this long unending heavy-handed metaphor

His eyes blaze with sympathy

He offers to give her a piggyback up the stairs…

“You’re so little i won’t even notice” not lyk other girls guyz

Four guys open the door and they’re all sexy AF, tall dark and surly is among them ofc

“I couldn’t help but wonder why the icy guy made me hot and the one lending me his warmth left me cold” WE GET IT WE FUCKING GET IT WE DIDN’T NEED YOU TO SPELL OUT THE ALLUSION

“I want a name to go with his insane body and even more insane face”

CH 5: things hot pink and harry styles have in common

Macy is a cinnamon roll i love her

His name is JAXON VEGA...JAXON. G2G

Macy was so nice to her that she finally starts crying because macy is the BEST

Grace puts on a harry styles t-shirt and macy is dancing around to watermelon sugar when she comes back. This book already feels dated and it came out last month

CH 6: no i don’t really want to build a snowman

She wakes up in the middle of the night thinking about jaxon and almost has a panic attack

I hope in the actual book there is a tw for panic attacks because when i see / read about the symptoms of one or a description of one it triggers one for me

She goes exploring the castle in the dark to avoid the attack

Some guys come in wearing like concert tees and ripped jeans and she wonders if they’re ghosts, like how hogwarts has ghosts

I could swear he was sniffing me which was totally bizarre and not ghostlike behavior at all - this was cringe except i was listening to it at like 2x speed so when you hear it fast it’s actually funny

The guys corner her

They say something like “show us what you can do” and they seem to smell something about her…? They’re werewolves maybe??

CH 7: Something really freaking wicked this way comes

Hate these titles sfm

“With my thin california blood, i won’t last in the snow”

Jaxon saved her ofc and makes the guys apologize

“The moon is doing its thing” they’re totally werewolves

She thanks him and he’s like “i just made you a pawn in a game” and she’s like dude what but he’s staring at her and it’s making her hot and bothered

He wipes blood of her bottom lip and sucks it off and she finds it SUPER sexy

“This isn’t like your old high school”

He whispers in her ear “you have no idea what i know” and i’m like..okay dis kinda hot or whatever

She wonders when she’ll see him again and why it matters so much to her - bitch because he makes you horny!!!! Just say that!!!!!!

CH 8: Live and let die

It’s at this point that i stopped for the first round, and i had to ask: why the FUCK didn’t macy or the headmaster tell grace that this was a school for - obviously - vampires and werewolves? Is macy one? Is it genetic? Grace is a mortal according to the back of the book.

Grace tells macy what happened minus jax

She mentions to macy the boys didn’t have cold weather gear on and macy’s like hmmm weird idk anything about that

And they’re going to a party tonight and grace is like i don’t wear makeup i only own makeup and lip gloss and i’m like...did i accidentally re-download AFTER because here we go with the NLOG syndrome

The party is a welcome party for grace - and it’s actually a high tea??? Tf?

“I’d die without netflix”

“Have you seen this show legacies? It’s about a bunch of supernatural creatures that go to a boarding school! Isn’t that silly??!”

And then macy says, “who can resist a hot vampire?”

Guys….are we SURE this isn’t satire?

“I can’t help remembering what those guys said about the moon doing its thing when i see the werewolf on the show…”

CH 9: Even hell has its factions

Omg her dress is showing off too much of her big boobs, maybe the jeans she originally wanted to wear will be better

Macy calls her beautiful and then we get a full “with my curly hair and freckles and this color eyes i’m so not beautiful, i’m wallpaper next to macy”

“We could be fashionably absent” lol

The beads on the door don’t shock grace but they shock everyone because she is NOT LIKE OTHER GIIIIIIIIRLS

This castle is goth chic baybeeeeee the light fixtures are downturned thorny black roses where can i cop these

“The pterodactyls in my stomach are now butterflies”

She says FML. did a 50 year old woman write this. Edit: i looked, i cannot find how old this author is

Velvet wallpaper, wall sconces shaped like dragons, LET ME IN

“Self-imposed isolation” lol little did she know what a phrase in the lexicon this would become in 2020

Cliques include muscular people near the windows, soft flowery delicate people in the back of the room which are macy’s friends, super-tall literally hot people in the middle, and the black-or-white money people that seem to be more formal

She says “basketball anyone??” re the tall people lol

I am going to guess: werewolves, witches, dragons??, and vampires

Macy keeps having coughing fits?

Hot redhead - simone, hot dark girl - lily, hot asian girl - gwen

“Simone’s just bitter all the guys are looking at you”

Grace loves dr. pepper so i fuck with her

Macy’s boyfriend is cam and his friend is james, who looks at her like she is food?

“I’m just not that interesting”

CH 10: turns out, the devil wears gucci

Would i have probably picked this title as well? Yes. did it make me cringe nonetheless? Fer shure.

“Do i need some jerk trying to make me his afternoon snack?” huh???? As far as you know these are normal boys...make it make sense

Jaxon makes his ENTRAAAANCE BABY

Dressed all in gucci black - she can tell from across the goddamn room

“Jaxon is anything but regular, anything but ordinary, even here among the blatantly extraordinary”

Icy blank stare soooooo much

She calls his voice low wicked and wild

She can’t stop thinking about “running my tongue over the perfect bow of his upper lip, dragging is lower lip between my teeth”

Idk where these thoughts are coming from!!!! Baby you 17 c’mon now

I try to think of anything else, snow!

She takes a drink and it goes down the wrong pipe lmaoooo

“At least if i find a bathroom i can die in peace” lol

But he touches her and she stops choking and she’s like “he couldn’t have stopped that, i know, but…”

He stares at her as he bites the strawberry and she takes it as a threat

CH 11: in the library, no one can hear you scream

“His moods change more quickly than my bffs instafeed” I -

Oh so NOW she’ll say “the fuck you in his eyes” but she was saying freaking and eff before...did her publisher tell her only x amount of fucks per book?

She goes into the library and her body is like RUN, but she ignores it…

There are beautiful gargoyles and ornate shelves and...stickers fucking everywhere?

The gargoyle is pointing to an secret room that says students needs permission, but she hears chanting and decides to check it out since it might be one of the native languages spoken in alaskaaaaaaaaaa

“Especially because some of them only have less than 4,000 speakers left in the world” okay gracie-pedia tf?

CH 12: it’s all fun and games until someone loses their life

She meets a girl named Leah - who was the one chanting

Okay but i do fuck with the horror movie quote pillows…

Damn leah’s boyfriend died…

“Tea from homemade leaves” again...read this out loud before you put it in a published novel...do you mean loose leaves? Do you mean homegrown leaves?

Is she gonna poison her????

“What do you guys have to lie about that’s so important?” “Everything”

CH 13: just bite me

“Lol jk”

“Finish your drink” BITCH IT’S POISON

Macy and leah are being soooo weird about what could have happened to grace on her own

Apparently leah is super popular and secretive so it’s weird she took to grace so fast - is this a NLOG sitch or a “come into my web little fly” sitch?

She pukes because of “altitude sickness” aka poisoning i bet

CH 14: knock knock knocking on death’s door

This theme of bastardization of guns and roses songs is really....something.

Grace takes a mental health day because she’s still feeling weird

Flint comes to check on her and invite her to a snowball fight…?

If your character’s name is grace, i feel like you can’t use gracefully as an adjective, the same way you wouldn’t say Rue said something ruefully.

Flint kisses her cheek and i’m already waiting for this Great Value Edward/Jacob triangle

But he makes her feel ~nothing~ compared to jaxon

CH 15: so hell actually can freeze over

Macy likes flint, uh-oh

But the different groups don’t mix

“What is this, mean girls alaska edition?” - stfu

Omg her uncle checks on her and he reminds her of her dad and :(

We get sooooooo much detail about how to dress to go out into the wilderness...here is one thing i was able to find out: tracy wolff lives in texas. So i feel like she did ALL this research and then was like y’all gonna LEARN ABOUT THIS I SPENT TOO MUCH TIME!

As a girl who has never ever seen snow, i felt this fascination

She finds a gnarled up weird tree guarding a trail

“A weird sense that i should turn around - like the feeling in the library - came over me but i knew i was just being silly”

The lack of survival instinct henny

She comes across a gazebo where leah and jaxon are sitting

CH 16: sometimes keeping your enemies close is the only thing that prevents hypothermia

That’s not a chapter title, it’s an entire sentence…

Ooh they’re having an angry, intimate convo

And leah slaps him!!

“They’re looking at me like they’re the predators and i’m the prey they can’t wait to sink their teeth into” we get it, first of all. Second of all, what is with the long-winded metaphors

“Every time i catch sight of him i feel something tug at me i can’t identify, something i have no ability to explain” it’s horniness.

Then she just leaves but he catches up to her

With his sexy af hair blowing

“Trying to run away from all the thing he makes me feel when really i just want to grab on to him and hold on tight” - so what is the truth?! You keep acting like you don’t know what the feeling is but clearly, YOU DO.

“Everyone answers to me, eventually.” - we found the line used in the adverts guys!

Oh my god, what an asshat. Asshole, i would have laughed. Asshat is stupid.

It’s annoying af

Doing my best dory impression: just keep walking

“Making friends with a dr - a guy like flint” CALLED IT, he’s a dragon

Leah’s boyfriend was jaxon’s brother

Neither leah nor jaxon was wearing a jacket. BOOM

CH 17: it’s discretion, not diamonds, that’s a girl’s best friend

Not only cringe but grammatically incorrect…she coulda just said “discretion is a girl’s best friend” and we woulda got the reference….

Grace mentions jaxon in front of macy and she’s supes weird and grace is FINALLY like wtf is the secret you’re hiding from me

“She looks at me like i’m a few snowflakes short of a snowball” SOMEONE. READ THIS OUT LOUD. WHERE IS HER EDITOR I JUST WANNA TALK.

The order?! “Just a nickname for the popular boys” bullSHIT

Macy FREAKS OUT when she realizes grace has been alone with jaxon

She says he was interesting and “macy looks at me like i said i wanted to bodysurf the alaskan tundra”

Macy “We’re talking about jaxon right? Arrogance of a rock star?”

She didn’t mention “the scar that turns him from to pretty sexy af, and scary af”

“He’s not the one who tried to kill me” “you’ve only been here a few days, give it time” get her MACY!

HE WAS LISTENING!!!!

CH 18: how many hot guys does it take to win a snowball fight?

Ooh jaxon mad that grace is going to flint’s snowball fight

“His breath is so warm and soft that i can feel it everywhere, even deep inside” okay you horny bitch!!!!! Was this cringe or did i like it or both?

“The orange and dark water scent of him” ...what? Dark water is a cologne? Or does she literally mean like the dark water of the ocean? What in confusion

Her throat is always tight and dry around him, all the time, every day

Flint pops up and he is wearing a dragon beanie…

The rest of the order shows up and “For the first time the phrase got your back makes sense” to grace...are you kidding me? You never understood a very simple common phrase til now? Sure jan

SEXUAL TRIANGLE TENSIOOOOOOOOON

But she only has eyes for Jaxon...they both reach to touch each other.

“Grace” it’s barely a whisper but i feel it all the way inside myself BITCH

“Something tells me this boy and his world famous disappearing act is going to be the death of me”

CH 19: we came, we fought, i froze

Civil twilight AGAIN.

“I didn’t think screwed up and obnoxious was your type” me-OW

The snowball fight happens

Sounds like fun, the designer faction isn’t there

“Did she just do parkour against that tree?” re: Macy so close to being funny. I did exhale through my nose. Then “did you just parkour that tree?” i DID laugh

Flint climbs the tree with grace over his shoulder ‘like spider man’ and all i can think is “you better hold on tight spider monkey”

The wind is so strong it knocks her out of the tree…

CH 20: there’s never a parachute around when you need one

Flint catches her in mid-air...this man… #teamflint2020

“You’re heavier than you look” dead

He has shame in his eyes? Why?

Because JAXON IS THERE AND HE IS MAD!

And flint is SUPER MAD!!!!!!!

Jaxon puts himself between grace and flint so grace can’t touch flint

“Can i just say i’m feeling a lot like alice in wonderland here? Things get curiouser and curiouser.” stfu

I was laughing because she was like “so much for fitting in, now i might as well be painted biohazard orange” but then she said fml. Stfu

Jaxon picks her up

CH 21: I like standing on my own two feet, but getting swept off them feels surprisingly good, too

If it takes up more than one line of a google docs page IT’S NOT A FUCKING CHAPTER TITLE!!!!!

Ooh and his arms feel really good around her, REALLY good

Now he smells like orange and snow and it’s making her crazy

Macy looks at them like she’s getting punk’d

“Grace.” “what?” “shut up.” i’m dead

“I sprained my ankle, i’m not dying of consumption” “yeah well, the night is young” this made me lol despite it being more of macy’s voice than jaxon’s

Jaxon is blaming grace for falling? “You don’t see macy falling out of her tree” is he negging her rn?

She’s called him super-sexy twice in a paragraph

Macy goes to get ice bc she’s scared of Jaxon and grace says, “Et tu, brute?” lmaooo

“I can do it myself” “maybe i wanna do it for you” and macy squeaks LMAO

His scar makes his smile a crooked little smirk...who else had a crooked smirk...the vampire this is 1000% based on, maybe?

“I find myself relaxing despite myself” guys. Reading is power. Read your work out loud so you can hear when you use the same word twice in a sentence, like this.

“My whole body lights up like the aurora borealis i’m still dying to see”

They almost kiss but don’t bc macy comes back

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#crave #tracy wolff #jaxon vega #katmere #cringe books #book review #reading #fiction #negative review #booktube

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kumarvarun13 · 5 years ago

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LOVER INITIAL LISTEN TRACK BY TRACK

1- i forgot that you existed

this so literally so cute. homegirl said bye bitch. SHES SHITTING ON CALVIN HARRIS!! OMG IM LITERALLY GOING CRAZY. SHES SAID I WENT TK YOUR SHOW EVEN THOUGH NO ONE ELSE DID. SHES GIGGLING. SHES SAYING CALVIN HARRIS IS IRRELEVANT. LOVE THAT.

2-cruel summer

come in production. i'm actually getting chills now. the chorus sounds so pretty. this sounds like if 1989 and reputation had a baby. *chefs kiss* that bridge. is. so. heartbreaking.

3- lover

brb i'm just going to go find a man/woman fall in love and get married k bye. this bridge is making me cry. for the 23rd time today. bc i cry at how cute this is. ILL SAVE A SEAR FOR YOU AT SVERY TABLE!! this woman is an amazing writer. and the vocal and harmonies are *chefs kiss*

4-the man

come in complexity. YES A BOSS ASS BITCH. alpha type hell yeah. this is such a bop. my ass is shaking in my bed. IF I WAS A MAN ID BE T H E MAN. we love a hard working queen. she's literally not saying a single thing wrong. women are so powerful like men could never. SHE SAID BITCHES. I- ID BE A BITCH NOT A... she's pissed at men bc we suck. i know. i'm sorry. well this is a song i can't play at work. and i oop. this production is so cool. jack? you did that if this is you. oh it fades out. so pretty

5- the archer

fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuckkkkk.

i'm going to cry now. not the speeches. fuck he drums are coming in. i'll start taylor *cries* the pre chorus is so good. like. ugh. all of my hero's die all alone. who thinks of that. like. so powerful. also still not over the they see right through me part. fuck it's humpty dumpty. all of my enemies started out friends. i can with her. and i've listened to this song for exactly a month. i know what happens and i'm still shocked. ugh *chefs kiss*

6-i think he knows

what in the ass shaking is this. my ass can't stop shaking. she's so cute. yes taylor. spit barzz. that falsetto. this is my favorite chorus so far. i'm only on track 6. i have 12 tracks. this is so groovy. yes sing those ad libs. the HARMONIES UGH. BREAK IT DOWN. love this so much. one of my favs. she's slowing down. please tell me she picks it up again. she is. it's coming. this is my favorite so far. updates to come

7-miss americana and the heartbreak prince

oh this is slowing down. what in the reputation. this is so good. she's talking about the dark times. this is so complex. so much is going through my head. i love the screaming. THE STRINGS. she's a bad bad girl.

8-paper rings

stay stay stay is shaking. this is red. red is back. this is going to be so cute on tour. i want a paper ring. this is stay stay stay part 2. someone make me a paper ring. yee haw 🤠🤠this is such a fun song. i love the key change. so good. i want your dreary monday's. ID MARRY YOU WITH PAPER RINGS. INCANT. SHES IN FUCKING LOVE. LIKE SO IN LOVE.

9-cornelia street

this production. this is so simple but so powerful. this chorus. silence to the beat picking up. this is so cute. this isn't about joe. is it? wait. they almost broke up. and then they didn't. this such a beauty. omg i'm starting to tear up. this is good. wait it's not over. that bridge has the same tune as invisible. this is what everyone thought the album after 1989 would sound like. it's a more mature 1989. this is so deep

10-death by a thousand cuts

what's happening. the guitar. the pop. omg. this is the morning after a breakup. she's literally going through all the phases in love. omg. i don't know. this is a really pretty song. this is her facing the reality of what happened. this is giving me a thousand years vibes. idk why but it is. this is so good. i'll be alright. this is taking the spot for my favorite(sorry track 6)

11-london boy

this is literally already so good. this is joe's song. omg she's in love. DARLING I FANCY YOU. she's talking all about london. she's putting a fake british accent for some words or is that just me making it up? either way. this is so good. shout out to london. this might be my favorite production so far. it's different.

12-soon you'll get better(ft. the dixie chicks)

shit.

13-false god

what's with the sax. the sax is actually really nice. false god = a toxic relationship or the hard parts. this is a really good song. this is the coffee shop taylor i want. this is really good

14-you need to calm down

my ass is shaking again. damn it's 7 am. SHADE NEVER MADE ANYBODY LESS GAY. WE ALL GOT CROWNS YOU NEED TO CALM DOWN.

15-afterglow

this is mellow production with such amazing and complex lyrics. i love this. my heart dropped. this is so good. i love the flow of the pre chorus. this is a pretty chorus. this is the baby that wildest dreams and out of the woods had after 1989. this stripped back bridge with her vocals and just the drums this is going to be a favorite.

16- me!(feat. brendon urie of panic! at the disco)

i like the song. not my favorite. but the placement of the song within the album is def a plus. it's really fits where it's placed. is "hey kids spelling is fun!" in the final album version? let's see. it's coming.... THEY TOOK IT OUT. i actually liked that part. it was cute and made the song less serious and much more of a fun song. plus it fit with the lyrics in the bridge.

17-it's nice to have a friend

idk how to feel about the steel drums. tbd. this is a simple song. very taylor and a simple beat. i actually like that. come in trumpet. this is a very calming song. the chorus oohs are really nice.

18-daylight

oh this is nice. this is really nice. it's a self reflection. i sounded the good and trusted the wicked. that's deep. this is really good. a nice closer to the album. oh it's picking up. love is golden. this is good. a good good closer. i love this final chorus. step into the daylight and let it go. this voice note ending. it's so raw. and personal. and an insight.

final thoughts: this might her best work. lyrically and production wise. there's not a song i didn't like at first listen. i know there is one song (track 11) i probably won't listen to that much because of how emotional it made me.

my initial top 5:

1. death by a thousand cuts

2. i think he knows

3. afterglow

4. paper rings

5. the archer

#lover #taylor swift #paper rings #archer #daylight #afterglow

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hellomissmabel · 8 years ago

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Bye Bye Brooklyn Boys (12) - version 1

MASTERLIST

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Warnings: This is just so sad. Language.

Word count: 3.285

Summary: idk what came into me - this is the first version so yes, that means there’s going to be another.

Inspired by one of my favourite songs: Give by You Me At Six. Also, if you pay attention, you an find a subtle reference to “Castle on the hill” by Ed Sheeran.

September, October, November , December,

January , February, March, April

May, June, July

August – version 1

It’s been a day It’s felt like an age Since I have seen you A face to face so we can say what we need to

Over the years, I’ve lost a lot of friends. I lost my best friend Natasha because she couldn’t look past her jealousy and acted solely on her rage. I lost James and then I lost Steve because they didn’t find it in them to man up and face their fears. They waited too long to tell me how they truly felt about me and we drifted apart like ships in the night, passing each other by without knowing.

That evening at the ball, everything changed. Devastated by Natasha’s betrayal, I bailed on both her and Bucky, grabbing Dean by the hand and demanding he’d drive me home. The ride back was silent, Dean knowing better than to stalk me with questions about what happened, realising that if he did I might be damaged beyond repair.

“Why didn’t you just tell me? About the message?”

“I didn’t want to lose you. I could see how much he still means to you.”

“You’re a good man, Dean,” you state softly, cupping his cheek in your hand. “You’re a good man that makes bad decisions.”

I forgave Dean and never saw anyone again. Those people were responsible for some of the best times of my life, but also for some of the worst. They ruined me, the person I had aspired to become stuffed away in a cardboard box along with all my other pictures and memories. And look at me now, standing in a cream coloured chiffon wedding dress.

Wedding dress.

Well, I guess that means I’m getting married today.

It was an ordinary Friday morning. Dean got up first because he has a longer commute, so as he was getting ready to leave for work as I drifted off to sleep again. That is, until I felt the bed dip under his weight and he coaxed me out of my sleep with an abundance of sweet nothings in my ear.

“But first,” he announces cheekily, “we must get you dressed. I have a surprise for you.”

He took me to the café we had our first date and asked me to go order while he was going to find us a spot. I just shrugged and didn’t think much of it, ordering a black coffee for Dean and a mocha latte for myself. Moving on to pay for our daily cup of joe, I see Dean making his way back over to me and I congratulated myself on my clever thinking as I asked two cups to go instead of regular mugs, just in case there weren’t any seats available.

“Order for Y/N,” the barista calls out and I reach to take it from the counter when a pair of grabby hands beats me to it.

“Dean,” I sigh sweetly, “What are you up to now?”

I turn around to see him holding my cup in both his hands, something else besides my name scribbled on it. Inching closer so I can clearly make out the words, I clasp my hand before my mouth to refrain from screaming.

It reads: Y/N, will you marry me?

Dean then gets down on one knee, chuckling at my reaction after placing the cup back on the counter first. “That day I accidentally ran into you, I reckon I didn’t take enough time to appreciate your beauty. But I have been hooked on you ever since that day when you got pancake syrup all over your shirt and you laughed at my milk foam moustache. I love you, Y/N. I love you, so will you do me the honour of being my wife?”

I know you’ve changed You don’t look the same We all make mistakes It’s growing pains, it’s just a phase we have to go through

“Y/N, are you alright? You’re going to ruin your mascara!,” Wanda shrieks as she moves quickly about the room to fetch you a handkerchief to dry the tears running down your cheeks.

“I sent them an invitation, too. Bucky and Steve, I mean,” you clarify, fingers trembling under the pressure of your impending nuptials.

Wanda waits a couple seconds before replying, contemplative eyes mixing with her soft smile. “Yeah, I know.”

Filling your lungs to the brim, you take a large gulp of air in utter surprise. “You know?”

“I’m your maid of honour, I am supposed to know everything. Besides, I’ve kind of been keeping tabs on the two Brooklyn boys for you. You want me to fill you in?”

You nod but do not say anything else, deciding to let Wanda do the talking for you. “Bucky left for Wakanda, working side by side with T’Challa. He told Nat he just wanted a warm body to keep him company at night, that he never wanted it to spiral out of control the way it did. He wanted to make amends but Nat refused. Nowadays she’s already on her second husband while Clint works and lives down the coast with his wife and two kids. He’s happy, Y/N. As for Steve, he has two kids as well but lives alone,” she grimaces glumly, crossing her ankles as you stare at your hands fidgeting in your lap.

Wanda clears her throat, coughing nervously. “Sharon dumped him for one of her colleagues and moved upstate. My brother Pietro overdosed and Sam’s barely getting by since he lost his job. It also cost him his apartment and he’s now occupying the guest bedroom at Steve’s loft. The place is too big for him anyway.”

Rubbing your temples, you try to make your way through the maze that is your mind right now, filling in the blanks wherever you can and failing miserably when you cannot put two and two together. “I don’t know what to say…”

“Y/N, I am telling you this to show to you that none of them are better off.” Wanda moves to sit down next to you, taking your hand in hers. “What happened, happened. This can’t be reversed, Y/N. You have to let it go.”

“I can’t help but think that none of it would have ever happened if I hadn’t met James. I would have never met Steve either and I would have never introduced those boys to the others. I wouldn’t have lost Nat, too.”

“You don’t know that. Maybe this was meant to be, maybe it wasn’t. Maybe you meeting Bucky was never meant to happen and it was the first wicked flap of the butterfly’s wings, the first spark that set everything else ablaze. But Y/N,” she says with those big doe eyes and soft voice, “Remember that we’re all grown-ups now, capable of making our own mistakes, we’re all individuals with the freedom of choice. Not all of it can be traced back to that first day you saw Bucky.”

“Why are you still here with me, Wanda?,” you blatantly ask your friend, blurting out the one question that’s been bugging you all this time. Everybody left you, everybody but Wanda, who stayed behind and has crowned herself as your confidante. “I thought that after Pietro you would…,” You shrug awkwardly, “Vanish into thin air or something."

“Pietro’s death was an accident. You know how he was, always experimenting and living on the edge. I thought about leaving, too, but my home is right here. My parents live here, my boyfriend lives here and I have you. You have a heart of gold, Y/N, and I see it in every single thing you do.”

I’ve been wasting all this time Trying to keep you off my mind Yeah, you off my mind, no more

There’s a knock on the door, Tony informing the two ladies he is ready to walk Y/N down the aisle to where Dean will be waiting for her, accompanied by his brother Sam.

“I’ll give you 5 minutes, tell everyone the bride is having some technical issues with her make-up because she’s crying tears of happiness. That’ll keep them occupied.”

Tony gives Wanda a curt nod of his head, signalling that there’s another matter that needs to be discussed. “Y/N,” Wanda speaks softly, “I believe there’s someone by the door wishing to speak to you.”

“Yeah, sure, uhm, send them in. I guess my 5 minutes aren’t up yet.”

A blond man steps into your line of sight, wearing a neat black suit and a grey tie he probably didn’t tie himself since he sucks at dressing up, preferring his chequered flannel shirts over a more formal attire every single time. It’s been too long since you’ve had the privilege of being on the receiving end of that mind-shattering smile.

“Steve? What are you doing here?”

“Well,” he exhales with a strange familiarity, “Technically you invited me.”

“I wrote those letters as closure, I never meant to send them,” you anxiously blurt out, mentally slapping yourself in the face. “But I guess my heart won the battle against my head. It was a stupid thing to do, I shouldn’t have – Never mind.”

“Y/N, I’m not here to ask you to run away with me again. I’ve tried that trick before and it didn’t work out, so I’m not going to do it a second time.” He chuckles and a tiny half-smile breaks through your tears. “I’m just here to tell you that I’m happy for you, Y/N. I don’t know Dean personally, but if he makes you happy than he makes me happy too.”

“Thank you, Steve. That – that really means a lot to me.”

“You should get going, though. Bruce’s getting antsy,” the blond chuckles.

“Thanks again, Steve,” you say as you give him a quick peck on the cheek before shimmying past him and making your way towards where’s Tony’s waiting for you, offering you his arm which you gladly accept. You’re ready for the future. You’re happy you finally got a chance to put some old matters to bed once and for all. Well, at least one old matter but that’s already enough miracles for one day.

As Bruce is walking you to the altar, your favourite song is playing in the background, filling the garden with its beautiful rhythm and you instantly fall in line with Tony’s footsteps. At the wedding rehearsal, you nearly tripped over your dress a couple times because you were so nervous. But not now, now you feel completely at ease.

Dean is looking back at you with tear-filled eyes, a goofy smile curling his lips upwards. His brother Sam, also serving as his best man, is standing next to him and gives you a look of approval, your wavy dress fits you like a glove and simultaneously makes you feel like a real Greek goddess.

I’ve been wasting all these nights Trying to keep you off my mind Yeah, you off my mind, no more

The music comes to a close when you reach your future husband, Tony lightly kissing your knuckles and whispering good luck into your ear before releasing you to your hubby-to-be, Dean completely and utterly awestruck at the mesmerizing woman standing next to him.

“Shall we begin?,” Dean’s best friend, Castiel, asks the both of you and you murmur eagerly in agreement. “Very well. We have gathered here today to celebrate the union of Y/N Y/L/N and Dean Winchester.”

The ceremony is short and sweet, just like you and Dean preferred. Your heart is hammering in your chest when it’s time to exchange the vows and even though you memorized everything by heart, you can’t help but black out at Dean’s words.

“Y/N,” he pledges with the utmost devotion. Never have you ever seen him cry, but today he’s having just as much a hard time as you trying to hold it all back.

He sucks in a deep breath. “I can tell you how much I love you a million times over and over again, but you already know I would give the world to be with you so I’m not going to repeat myself. I just want you to know that you are an angel that fell from the sky. I am honoured and privileged to soon be called your husband and I thank the heavens for giving me the opportunity to love you because I do, with all my heart and my entire soul.”

“Dean,” you breathe out, restraining yourself from becoming a blubbering, sobbing puddle of an emotional mess.

You clear your throat. “I honestly don’t know what I would do without you. You have given me my life back. You have given me the chance to be myself again and for that I am eternally grateful. With you by my side, I can move mountains. I love you. I love your touch, your smile, your eyes and how they crinkle when you smile. I love everything about you. Even when you snore like you’re trying to bring heaven down, I still love you.” This was met with a quiet chuckle from Castiel and a loud snort from Sam, the audience seemingly enjoying your little pun. “I will love you till death do us apart and even after that.”

After you exchange your vows, Castiel is ready to conclude the ceremony with the exchange of the wedding rings. “Do you take Y/N Y/L/N as your lawful wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish until death do you part?“

"I do.” Dean then moves on to repeat after Castiel. “I take this ring as a sign of my love and faithfulness in the name of the father, the son and the holy spirit.”

Castiel turns to you next. “Do you take Dean Winchester as your lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish until death do you part?“

"I do,” you confirm with a shy smile. "I take this ring as a sign of my love and faithfulness in the name of the father, the son and the holy spirit.” “

Castiel holds out his arms, gesturing towards the crowd. “If anyone here has any reasons as to why these two should not be joined in Holy Matrimony, let him speak now or forever hold his peace.”

There’s not a doubt in your right mind that anyone would ever disapprove of Dean. He has charmed and enchanted not only your heart but that of many other people as well. There are a couple beats of silence that pass agonizingly slow and you feel the relief wash over you when the sound of the wind is the only melody falling on your ear, Dean gazing lovingly into your eyes. He winks at you, laughing lightly at your rosy cheeks.

Just as Castiel is about to pronounce you husband and wife, a dark figure blasts through the flowery decorations, walking bristly towards the altar and as his broken voice chimes through your mind, the bile rises in your throat. You didn’t know he’d be here today, you didn’t know he would ever read your letter. You can see his lips moving but you do not register anything anymore as you feel yourself slowly drowning into his baby blues. Dean takes a hold of your hand and brings you back to reality, repeating your name as he tries to get through to you. All these nights you’ve tried to keep him off your mind have gone to waste.

How long should I wait (I wait, I wait) To feel myself, feel myself again Cause I don’t think you hate (You hate, you hate) When we’re side by side but going two separate ways

It’s Bucky. Your Bucky, all the way from Wakanda to Brooklyn. “Fuck it, Y/N. I love you and I can’t stand to see you with him any longer. Damn it, I object!”

His chest rises and falls with every laboured breath, his icy eyes remembering you of the frozen lake you ice-skated on with Dean last winter. You had fallen into his arms time after time as you just couldn’t get the hang of it. It was one of your happiest days. This is supposed to be your happiest day and here he is, the master of screw-ups, James Buchanan ‘Bucky’ Barnes.

“Y/N, I know I’m the biggest jerk of all and I know I have done you and others wrong so many times. But I can assure you, this is not what you want. If Nat had given you that letter, it would’ve been me standing right there. No offense, Dean,” he adds sincerely, turning to face the seething man at your side. “You seem like a nice lad and all, but I loved her first.”

Dean releases his grip on your hand and runs over to the brunet asking his fiancé to abandon him at the altar seconds before the priest would pronounce them as husband and wife. He takes a swing at Bucky, hitting him flat on the nose and Bucky cries out in pain. The sound of bone breaking on impact has you rushing towards where his quivering form has tumbled to the floor.

“James, you stupid man,” you whisper as you cradle him into your arms, countless tiny drops of blood staining the luxurious fabric of your dress.

Sam has to restraint Dean in order to prevent him from going at Bucky a second time, pushing his brother down on a nearby vacant chair and pointing an accusatory finger at him if he tries anything. He then turns back to where you and Bucky are crouching on the ground.

“I would react the exact same way as my brother if you pulled that stunt on me, pal. But out of respect for Y/N, I’m going to give you guys a minute. Seems to me you have some unfinished business to sort out first.”

Sam’s eyes soften when he accepts Bucky’s apology, moving back and forth between the two of you before returning his attention to his brother downing half a bottle of bourbon one of the attending guest’s handed him.

“If you would’ve read the letter,” Bucky says stripped bare of all confidence. He’s not the Brooklyn boy you used to know, neither is he the man that rose above expectations. He is just Bucky now, a fragmented figure laying in your arms on your wedding day. “Then you know what I wanted for you, for us. I would’ve followed you to Norway, hell, I would’ve followed you anywhere if it meant I could just be with you.”

“I am way out of line here, Y/N, and I have absolutely no right to do this to you. I had no right to use Nat as a rebound and I see that now. I was wrong, so wrong, but I am not going to let you do this. Over my dead body.”

Bucky releases a shuddering breath. “There’s nothing I would’ve given to see that perfect smile on your perfect lips, to see your face light up in laughter when I admit you’re right, that I did get into something that’s way over my head, like right now,” Bucky cries softly as you cry with him.

I’ve been wasting all this time Trying to keep you off my mind Yeah, you off my mind, no more I’ve been wasting all these nights Trying to keep you off my mind Yeah, you off my mind, no more

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* — stats — casey porter !

* — basics !

full name: casey clayton porter. nickname(s): just casey :) age: twenty - six. date of birth: june seventeenth. place of birth: zebulon, north carolina. gender: demiboy. pronouns: he / they. sexual orientation: gay. level of education: high school graduate. recipient of a degree in performance and culture.

* — physical !

tattoos: a traditional style catfish on their right forearm, ”turn and face the strange” in a simple font on their collarbone. two flash tattoos on their right thigh, a fox and a strawberry. piercings: septum pierced. an eyebrow piercing they no longer wear. notable features: im too horny for avan jogia to answer this im sorry. weakness(es): melancholy. scar(s): none notable.

* — domestic !

occupation: odd jobs. gigs with the band, drives for uber, gives piano lessons. residence: an apartment in delphinus heights, lives with roommates. social class: middle class. parents: dale porter, age 56, old school but tries his best to Get casey’s whole deal because he cares. nancy porter, age 52, wants to be hip and tries to come out to as many shows as she can. siblings: cassidy porter, age 20, younger sister. they keep in touch well, frequent phone calls and such. extended family: grandparents, a couple aunts and uncles, the works. they’re not exceptionally close to any of them because they’re Less Willing to try and get casey.

* — personality !

positive traits: solicitous, expressive, upbeat. negative traits: oversensitive, thoughtless, pretentious. myers-briggs ( x ): infp, the mediator. temperament: phlegmatic. moral alignment: neutral good. horoscope: gemini, the twins. hogwarts house: hufflepuff.

* — favorites !

movie: cabaret. tv show: parks and recreation. book: absalom, absalom! drink: sweet tea. food: strawberries. animal: fox. color: light purple. song: im not strong enough to pick, artist: again they just love music sm, celebrity crush: michael stipe circa 1985.

* — impressions !

first impression: idk they’re chill. i feel like they don’t make a super strong first impression, they’re the kind of person that grows on you after a few conversations. self impression: changes with the Wind they’re a gemini sometimes they’re a beautiful artist others they’re a gremlin fraud. u can never tell what ur gonna get, lover impression: perhaps a little smothering. they care, a lot, and they love Feeling things and getting to Embrace said feelings in a way that could be overwhleming.

* — et cetera !

turn ons: casey is sapiosexual. turn offs: judgemental is a big no go. drink/drugs/smoke: yes/weed/no. dominant hand: left. clean or messy: messy. early bird or night owl: early bird. hobbies or special talents: plays guitar and piano. can technically dance.

* — QUESTIONNAIRE !

01. where was your character born? what brought them to carina bay? what do they like most about the town?

casey was born in charlotte, but moved almost immediately with their adoptive parents to zebulon. they came to carina for school and stuck around because they just Vibed with it better than they did their hometown. they like the people, and the social Scene that lets them really let their hair down,

02. who are your character’s friends and family? who do they surround themselves with? who are the people your character is closest to?

their family is dispersed across the state of north carolina. asides from their parents and their sister, their relationship with their family is strained, because they’re the Bad kind of southern where ur mean 2 people for no reason. so, they surround themselves with people who are accepting and open-minded to make up for it. they’re closest to their band-mates, the people they spend so much of their time with.

03. what is your character’s biggest fear? who have they told this to? who would they never tell this to? why?

their biggest fear is their music becoming work. music has always been and outlet and escape for casey, and as the band becomes more serious and looks for ways to gain traction, they’re worried a day will come that it will feel like less of a passion and dream job and more of a chore, a stressor in their life. they wouldn’t mention this to the band, because he knows some members have more riding on potential success than others, but they probably word vomited something about it to finley at some point or another.

04. has your character ever been in love? had a broken heart?

i think the only person casey has been Genuinely In Love with is finley. they’ve loved a lot of people, but you know there’s a Difference and what not. by extension, that breakup did break their heart a little, especially since it was on the basis that they were More Invested in taking the next step with things, it was a rejection that stung.

05. your character is doing intense spring cleaning. what is easy for them to throw out? what is difficult for them to part with? why?

in general, they live minimally, and don’t have a hard time getting rid of things because they’re just Things. but they do have a collection of hats from places they’ve visited and for special events they’ve gone to and they would rather Die than whittle those down even if they only wear the same 3 ballcaps.

06. it’s saturday at noon. what is your character doing? give details.

giving piano lessons, probably. they’re an early riser, and spend most of saturday morning on their personal tasks for the day, and devote much of the mid-day and afternoon to whatever Hustle they’re currently on, leaving nights open for gigging or just hanging out with the gang.

07. what is one strong memory that has stuck with your character since childhood?

they vividly remember wading in the water behind their grandparents house with their cousins and sister at some kind of family reunion. because they went through a Big Rebel Phase that transitioned into a Big Gay Revelation, they don’t have a lot of memory of feeling like they were A Part of the family at large and sometimes yeah they miss when they were a kid and they had that.

08. what is in your character’s refrigerator right now? on their bedroom floor? their nightstand? in their wastebasket?

frankly i’m about to start removing this question i think i simply don’t have anything interesting to say in the FRIDGE theres FOOD on the FLOOR theres LAUNDRY in the NIGHTSTAND theres JUNK need i say more

09. what is something that upsets your character? where do they go when they’re upset? on the opposite end, what is something that makes them laugh out loud? where or when are they at their happiest?

casey takes things other people say more to heart than they probably should. they read into things and find rudeness where perhaps there isn’t and it’s probably what leads to most of their Episodes. when they’re upset, they like to go out to the beach by themselves with their headphones and just Lay There a little. this is another one i could probably shorten for a lot of my muses because. they laugh when things are funny and they’re happy when they’re with their friends :pensive:

10. when your character thinks of their childhood kitchen, what smell do they associate with it? why?

their mom used to light this apple pie scented candle 24/7 so more than any food stuff that was prepared in the kitchen, they remember the scent and the crackling wick of the candle in the window.

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