#whats that one movie? seventh heaven

[creepyclothdoll]

I set Angel Free

All of this is gonna sound pretty mean but let me preface this by saying that this girl, Angel, thought she was God’s gift. And I mean that in the most literal sense. Like she’d literally introduce herself by saying, 

“My name is Angel, because I’m a gift from Heaven.”

She’d say it with this smile that was so fake and sickly-sweet you could taste your teeth rotting just looking at it. All her mannerisms were stolen from disney movies, like how she’d talk in this high-pitched little girl voice that she thought made her seem so cute. Like, yeah, yeah, you’re supposed to be nice to people like that, but it was so hard to tolerate her. 

So we messed with her. It wasn’t because she was in a wheelchair, I wanna make that clear. I don’t have a problem with people in wheelchairs. Just Angel. You’d feel the same way if you knew her. Honestly everyone did. 

She literally didn’t know where babies came from. Like one time my friends were joking about having Nick Jonas’s babies and Angel was like “how would you make the baby his?” And we had to literally explain to her where babies come from and ask where she thought they came from. She said, and I quote,

“When a mommy makes a very special wish, and gives it a special kiss and sends it to God, God cuts a piece of Heaven in the shape of a baby and wraps it in the wish and sends it back to the mommy, to grow up and be loved and kept safe on the earth forever.”

This was, by far, the stupidest thing I ever heard in my entire life. So of course I responded by telling her her mommy was lying to her, most likely because she was a whore. 

This made everyone at lunch laugh really hard because her mom, Ms CJ, was the school’s frumpiest old cat lady, and she literally had those 80’s coke-bottle glasses like that guy from Trailer Park Boys and the idea of her getting sexed up for dollar bills was enough to make you piss yourself laughing. 

Angel started crying and doing that annoying pouting thing. Frankly I doubt she even knew what a whore was, just that it was bad. I think she wanted to storm off, but it’s not like she could go very far. Which I pointed out as well, to uproarious laughter. 

Okay again, I don’t have an issue with people in wheelchairs. It was just really easy to mess with her. But this was the incident that, for some reason, made everyone think of me as the Designated Angel Watchman. Like, any time Angel did anything weird and cringey, everyone would look at me like they were Jim from the Office and I was the camera. And then if I didn’t say something funny about it, they’d get all disappointed. But when I did say something funny, it became the new Angel Thing Of The Week that everyone would be saying in the halls between classes, and I’d feel like a genius. Did it go too far sometimes? Sure. But that’s not my fault. All Angel ever had to do was act like a normal person for once and it all would have stopped. 

Angel was homeschooled her whole life until seventh grade, which is probably why she was so weird. 

I wanna be clear– she wasn’t like, mentally disabled or anything like that. That would make me look pretty bad. She was just weird. She was always singing by herself– pop songs, disney princess songs, sometimes songs in japanese from anime. She was convinced she had the best voice in the class, and flaunted it all the time like she thought we were gonna be impressed. She wore these huge ugly cat sweaters with glitter and frills every single day. 

And any time we watched a movie in class, she’d laugh this awful snickering long laugh at ANY joke and then bawl her goddamn eyes out if there was even a little bit of a sad part. It was so annoying!

She refused to do anything outside her comfort zone– no scary stories, no new foods, no games she’d never played before. She turned her nose up at anything unfamiliar.

So let me be clear: Angel deserved most of what we did to her. 

But she didn’t deserve what I did that last day.

Before I met Angel, I thought Ms CJ was okay. After, though, I realized she was batshit. She only let Angel come to our school for seventh grade because she knew she’d be Angel’s homeroom teacher and that she’d be able to flit in and coddle her throughout the day. Ms CJ was Angel’s constant guardian, which should be humiliating for anyone who has shame, but Angel loved the attention. She’d beg Ms CJ to stay with her longer every time she popped in during class. And that sucked, because I couldn’t say shit about anything cringe Angel did when Ms CJ was around, so I missed a lot of really good opportunities to mess with her. 

Ms CJ always sat with her daughter at lunch, which was honestly bad parenting because there was no way Angel would ever be able to make any friends like that. Ms CJ never let Angel join the rest of us for recess. Or for field trips. Once during a group project in French class, as a joke, I invited Angel to a made-up party in the woods. Angel replied by saying,

“I can’t go if it’s in the woods, silly! My mommy doesn’t let me outside!”

She said this like it was the most normal thing in the world for her, so I asked some clarifying questions. She explained, in her girly sing-song voice, that she’s not ever allowed to be outside for more than a few seconds at a time, and only when her mommy is there to hold her hand. 

“My mommy doesn’t want me to get lost,” she said.

“It’s not like you can run away,” I joked.

“I can run,” Angel replied, pouting. “Look.” She kicked her legs slightly. I heard the clack of chains. 

That was the first time I ever noticed that Angel was shackled around her ankles. 

“I run all the time at home,” Angel bragged. “I run alllll over, over all the rooms. I wish I could run here too, but it’s too dangerous. The windows,” she added, like that would clarify it. I was baffled. So she didn’t even need the wheelchair.

“Um, why are you chained? Are you like, under house arrest or something?” I asked.

“No. My mommy just doesn’t want me to get lost. She’s the only one with the key.”

“Your mommy sounds like a psycho. You should call the cops,” I replied.

The French teacher overheard her crying and she got me sent to the principal’s office again. But I swear this time I wasn’t being smart or anything, I was genuinely freaked out for her. I told my friends, who all agreed with me that it was weird. But I guess I hadn’t been the first one to notice the chains. The others who had assumed it was because Angel was like, prone to fits or something. That made sense for Angel, but it still made me feel weird and didn’t sit right.

My mommy doesn’t want me to get lost.

I started to feel sorry for her. She was still weird and annoying, but she was weird and annoying because her mom was out of her mind and wouldn’t let her be a normal kid. How was she supposed to learn to be normal if she couldn’t even go outside, for god’s sake? 

I still messed with Angel when she did weird stuff like quote anime characters in class and bring stuffed animals to school. But if it was ever just her and me, I was nice to her and asked her stuff about her life. 

Her favorite movie was The Little Mermaid. No, she had never been to summer camp. Her favorite time of the week was church. She disliked onions and wanted to be a vegetarian except that her mom was very insistent about her getting enough protein in her diet. She loved those Warrior cat books and wanted to be a veterinarian someday. She didn’t have a dad. Ms CJ took the shackles off her ankles only once they were inside their house and all the doors and windows were closed and locked. That was also when Ms CJ took the locked metal bar off of her chair so she could get up. The bar went over her waist and prevented her from standing. She wore those big ugly cat sweaters every day so we wouldn’t see it. Her mom didn’t want people to know about her special condition, which, as far as I could tell, was all made-up. Any time I asked about her “condition,” she’d just say some stuff about being a very special heaven baby or whatever.

“Do you ever think about running away?” I asked finally. “Why don’t you just… leave?”

She looked shocked.

“Of course not!” she said. “I love my mommy. Where would I even go?” She shuddered visibly. 

The shudder pissed me off. I blew up at her and called her a whiny scaredy baby until she cried, and I got sent to the principal again. 

 She didn’t even want to be normal. That’s what pissed me off the most. 

It was springtime, and the snow was finally mostly gone. I’d been in Mr Bevends’ science class before, so I knew what to expect that day– first real nice day of spring was always a “class outside” day. We’d go out and look at moss and leaf buds and stuff and he’d talk about natural changes during the season. It was all a big excuse for us to get outside– no one liked it more than Mr Bevends himself. He was so excited to announce we were taking class outside, he didn’t even notice Angel’s face go stark white as he led the rest of the class out the doors.

“I– I can’t–” she stuttered, but I interrupted her.

“It’s the most beautiful day in months,” I said. “It’s a perfect day. You’ll love it.”

“I’m not allowed,” she whispered, embarrassed. 

“You wanna be a baby forever?” I said. “Come on. You’ve never broken a single rule in your life. Live a little.”

After a long moment, Angel nodded. She followed me out the back doors of the school, onto the sidewalk. I walked next to her for awhile. She looked scared, but also fascinated by the dripping icicles from the roof gutter above us, and the ice-blue sky above, and the rows of black trees stretching up into the air. 

“It’s cold,” she said. 

“Yeah, that happens when you’re outside for more than a few seconds.”

“I think… I like the cold.”

We caught up to the rest of the science class, and listened to Mr Bevends talk about leaves and crap. Angel oscilated between this vibrating excitement and a frightened, hunted look, like her mom was gonna show up at any second and punish her for disobeying and doing one normal thing in her life. Angel touched the trees reverently. My friends made fun of her for “fondling the foliage.” I didn’t join in this time. I had bigger things planned.

When we broke off into groups of two, I went with Angel. My friends knew I was up to something great then, so they followed us, chuckling eagerly. I grinned back at them when Angel wasn’t looking.

We were supposed to identify different types of trees in the woods behind the school. I helped push Angel’s chair up the hill– it was insanely heavy. The wheels snagged on the muddy grass, but it didn’t matter. It’s not like she actually needed the thing.

“What are you doing?” Angel asked with rising terror as I leaned over her and produced the key. 

Everyone knew Mr Bevends always had class outside the first nice day of spring. It was really easy to slip the key from Ms CJ’s lanyard when she always left it out on her desk during homeroom. It was the one with little white wings on the chain. 

“I’m setting you free,” I said. I unlocked the shackles around her feet first, then the bar around her waist. She screamed at me to stop the entire time, but I knew I was doing the right thing. Someone had to teach her to be independent. Someone had to throw her out of her comfort zone. 

And that’s what I did. I set Angel free.

Angel rose from the chair. 

And rose. And rose.

Her shoes went over her head. She kicked her legs wildly as they drifted rapidly upwards. Angel shrieked and tried to grab onto the top of the chair– the handles, even trying to clutch a handful of my hair– desperate to stay anchored to the ground. But it was too late. She was already six feet in the air. 

Then twelve. 

Then thirty.

I couldn’t do anything other than watch on in shock as Angel shot up into the sky like a helium balloon. She twisted and clawed at the open air. 

It happened in seconds. One second, we were watching Angel make frantic grabbing motions at the ground, howling with terror, and the next second all we could see of her was the glint of the sunlight on her glittery pink cat sweater as she disappeared up into the vast emptiness above.

When Mr Bevends came to see what was the matter, all any of us could do was to point up. But by then, she was just a pinprick against the deep, endless blue sky. 

Then there was nothing.

[pshenyasstuff]

Shotgun Man headcanons for relationships (+nsfw)

Notes: he is so adorable, oh my god. Sorry for my long absence. I'll try to show up more often. Hope you'll like it

I think his type is tall, but not too tall, even if he won't admit it. Let's just say his partner would be taller than him;

He is like a silly boy who tries to impress his partner when he is in love. Something like trying to hit a target with a shotgun while his lover watches. Or the endless requests to look at him when he arrests someone, like "I CAUGHT THEM, CAUGHT THEM!! ARE YOU EVEN LOOKING?";

Most likely one of those who is very jealous and hides it poorly. Literally as soon as he sees you with some other guy or woman who is not a member of your family, something immediately clicks in his head. Like an angry little dog, he will just jealously stand between you, demonstratively hugging you. He is such a baby, I swear. "WHAT A COINCIDENCE, I WAS PASSING BY";

Definitely laughs during violent scenes in horror movies, especially if there are gunshots;

By the way, his favorite place while watching such movies is next to you, preferably on your lap, or just sitting next to you, eating popcorn;

He is busy with work most of the time, but I think he is quite capable of combining you with his work;

His short height doesn't stop him from wanting to carry you around. At least if you're not too heavy;

He becomes even more agitated around you, although he is already, well... you get the idea;

He's definitely the one who makes your coffee run out faster;

His gifts are mostly ordinary, nothing special. Just candy, sometimes a bouquet of flowers. He enjoys quality time more than gift giving;

Definitely bragging about you to the Captain because you are both quite dear to him;

He is probably the one of you two who doesn't like the cold more, so in winter he prefers to go outside as little as possible, as far as his work allows. Unfortunately, slippery roads and ice are his weakness;

His experience of relationships is based only on either movies or magazines. Don't judge him harshly;

Prefers to sleep next to you if you both live together. However, he takes up most of the bed..And he's a big spoon. He likes to think that's how he keeps you safe at night;

He doesn't think much about marriage. In any case, he doesn't want to rush. But he won't be against it at all if you propose;

Apparently not very good at cooking. He would be genuinely grateful if you packed his lunch for him at work (he would eat every last crumb)

Nsfw

Switch, probably. He doesn't really care about his own position - the main thing is your comfort;

Well, and probably a virgin before meeting you, who before that could only occasionally jerk off to porn or just reading an erotic magazine;

Roleplaying with a cop and a criminal? Yes;

Not particularly picky about the size of breasts or butt;

In any case and in any position he will grab your hips;

If he's on top, he always looks extremely tired after the process, because he tried too hard to satisfy you. At least it's a cute tiredness, because at the same time he's an overly satisfied ass, especially if he made you moan loudly at least once;

Maybe a light spanking kink if you don't mind;

If we are talking about the bottom, then he is definitely not against pegging, cowgirl position and the like. The main thing is not to go overboard and choose the average size. Because during the process he moans too loudly and wriggles, throwing his legs on your hips;

Oh, yes, tousled hair, bright blush and beads of sweat appearing on his face. He's in seventh heaven;

Kissing too passionately despite inexperience + always leaves a couple of hickeys and bites on you;

When you first suggested pegging to him, he hesitated for a long time and refused because he was too embarrassed;

Bondage kink? Especially if you tighten the ropes on him? Yeah;

Yes, he likes a little rudeness towards himself sometimes. Oh, and if you pull his hair during sex;

Even if you don't try hard, he will moan fake to embarrass you;

He handles his fingers worse than his tongue. After all, he is such a chatterbox;

Maybe sex at work or a threesome with the Captain...Especially if you have a polyamorous relationship with them.

[dawsonscreekwasalwaysbad]

one thing about cultural christianity that i don't see talked about enough is that i think it's something a lot of jews can also fall victim to. especially if you live in an area where there aren't a lot of other jews and so you don't have easy access to resources like hebrew school and synagogue and jewish centers. but also even if you do. i'm jewish, i grew up jewish, both my parents are jewish and so are their parents and so were their parents, plus i grew up and still live in a highly jewish area, where schools took off for the high holidays. most of my peers went to hebrew school, and seventh grade was universally considered bar mitzvah season. and i took those things for granted. as a kid i chose not to go to hebrew school, not to get bat mitzvahed, and so much of what i know now about judaism—about jewish culture, jewish traditions, jewish holidays, jewish values, jewish beliefs—i only learned from being on tumblr.

when i was younger, like five or six, i asked my mom what happens after you die, and she said that your soul goes to heaven. and so for years i thought heaven and hell were universal beliefs. i didn't learn that jews don't believe in heaven or hell until my late teens. and in hindsight i can see why my mom told me that—you don't really want to scare a little kid by telling them that when you die you're just dead. but still.

and i grew up celebrating christmas. not in the sense that my family would go to chinese restaurants and see a movie in theaters, but in the sense that we put up a tree and raced downstairs first thing in the morning to open presents under the tree and gather with our extended family and eat christmas ham. still, there are a lot of christmas traditions we don't partake in, like stockings and caroling and elf on the shelf. the other day i had a friend come over and i showed her how many jewish ornaments were on my christmas tree—we have a star of david, a rabbi bear, and our tree topper is a dreidel—and she said something about it being a nice intersection of cultures. and it felt weird to hear her say that. i don't blame her for it, i know she meant well, but it would make more sense for someone to say that about someone with one jewish parent and one christian parent. and like i said, both my parents are jews. christianity doesn't intersect with my jewish culture, it invades it. maybe it was sort of a wake up call for me: you can decorate a christmas tree as jewishly as you like, but at the end of the day it's still a christmas tree. and so whenever i explain to people that i didn't have a bat mitzvah or that i celebrate christmas, it makes me feel like a bad jew.

i don't mean to imply that celebrating christmas makes you less jewish, or that you should be ashamed of yourself if you do. i just feel that way about myself. it's sort of that mentality of "everyone's valid except me," how there are things you say about yourself that you would never ever say about a friend. personally i would love to stop celebrating christmas, but i don't think i'll ever be able to, because even if/when i move out, my family will keep inviting me home for the holidays. and they have every right to. my family loves christmas, they love celebrating it, and i can't force them to stop. that's their choice. this holiday sparks joy for them, but for me it just sparks frustration and fatigue. and i don't want to ruin it for them, but i do want them to understand why i'm tired of celebrating an extremely hegemonic holiday.

idk if i'm articulating this well. i'm not really involved in the "discourse" around cultural christianity to begin with, but whenever i see it talked about it's usually in reference to atheists who used to be christian. but it's a lot more pervasive than that and i don't see that acknowledged very often.

[postsforposting]

Body count

Wade's kill count in the military is 41.

Just shy of 42, the ultimate answer to life, the universe, and everything: just shy of godhood. In numerology, 7 is holy perfection and 6--one shy of 7--is humanity and human weakness; 6*7=42, the link between god and man, aka seeing god.

Biblically, 42 is also the antichrist, who gets 42 months (3.5 years) to do what he wants before Christ returns to earth from heaven....to start the apocalypse. You know, how Wade and Logan fall from heaven into a Carnival (his own circus).

Francis, aka god, turns Wade into Jesus-cum-antichrist: both, that's what a Jesus foil aka anti-christ is. Jesus is close to god but not the same thing; he's another face.

When Deadpool offs Smith he has 90 kills; Francis is next. (Agent Smith Matrix joke, he's not the Machine-god but an agent of them.)

Logan-cum-god will be doing this until he's 90 because after 90 is when god dies.

89 kills is 41*2+7; he's added another 41 kills to his original set. Just shy of god twice over, plus a little extra as a treat. Offing Smith takes him to 42, enough to reach god.

Those seven are Vanessa's 7 "little deaths" in the sex montage: having sex means you have added to your Body Count. (We only see them on the holidays because those are the days one gets off to go to church and see god.) He was discharged from special forces because he was found hip deep in hookers. At just shy of 42, of course he was looking for that special someone: looking for his god among the hookers. Biblically, that's who Jesus hangs out with. Strippers see god the most, after all.

Vanessa was his romantic other half, they work well together, but it wasn't perfect. She's a foil to both Virgin Mary and Mary Magdalene; a saint, but not the godhead (head joke). God adjacent, close but no cigar (lol--this is why Cavallrine was the "whole package" and dp2 has Wade smoking a cigarette: he'd get close to death but no cigar). Vanessa got 7 little deaths, while Wade got 6 plus 1: 6 "deaths" plus the failed pegging attempt, because Jesus comes with a sword. A strap on isn't a real sword, hence he does not get off on the holiday for women only. He's just a man at this point.

That 6 is foreshadowing that it won't work out with Vanessa, that she isn't perfect for him. We hear about six weeks again in the opening of dp2, telling us that his endeavor against crime lords is gonna bite him in the ass, and his attempts to die won't work either.

It's Wade and Vanessa's anniversary on the day she's killed; it was 2 years prior to dp1 that they'd met. That's 3 total years, plus what I assume is six months between that and Wade abusing time. That's 42 months: the time the antichrist gets to do almost anything he wants. (Disney/Fox joke: contractual obligations kept them in different universes.) Of course he wouldn't find god in this time; that's specifically not what the antichrist does.

It was six years between the last movie and dp3: just shy of meeting god. In the seventh year he finds Logan, his destined other half, his perfect jigsaw piece.

Who isn't god or death because he's close but--

only a honeybadger. Not the true wolverine, whose desecration, confirmed death, and resurrection via Marvel Jesus saved the world.

42, the link between god and man, is the ultimate answer, but the ultimate question of life, the universe, and everything is, "What do you get when you multiply six by nine".

You know, sixty-nine, when you face different directions:

Using a different anchor. A.... different base (dick joke--the sex swap between Vanessa and Logan matters). 6*9 is 42 in base 13, not base 10.

The way to see god and save the universe is to 6 by 9. Desecrating each other to die and rise again.....until you're 90.

[impala-dreamer]

Turn down the lights and indulge in some sexy, angsty horror...

Escape

~Y/N and Dean are abducted after a night at the bar and thrown into a maze of horrors. Can Sam track down his brother and girlfriend in time? Can they even hold on that long?~

Dean Winchester, Y/N, Sam Winchester, OCs

Series Warnings: Angst. Show level violence. Graphic gore and blood. Extreme situations that may cause anxiety and fear. Character injury and trauma.

13 Chapters

Good Vibrations

Y/N has wished for Dean Winchester to turn his eye her way since the moment they met, silently pining for him and loving him from deep within the friend zone. When Dean suddenly returns her affection, Y/N is in Seventh Heaven, but nothing gold can stay, and she soon finds out that things aren’t always what they seem and that some wishes are better left unfulfilled.

Dean x Reader, Sam, OFC

Warnings: NSFW. Angst. Smut. Rough, violent, possibly triggering situations. (All chapters will be tagged with their own warnings)

14 Chapters

Conditioned

~Dean always feared the Apple Pie Life, but with Y/N he felt secure enough to try. He should have known better.~

Dean x Reader, Sam, Castiel, Jack, OMCs

Series Warning: Extreme Angst. Violent Situations. Kidnapping. Murder. Torture. Blood. Fighting. Also Fluff and some Smut. Very NSFW. Each chapter will be warned individually and appropriately. 

19 Chapters

Muddy Soul 

~ Life isn’t always as it seems and people aren’t who they say they are. Love isn’t always a good thing, and sometimes, finding out the hard way may just kill you. ~

Dean x Reader, Sam x Reader, OMC x Reader, Castiel, Rowena

Series Blanket Warnings: Extreme Angst. DubCon. NonCon. Extreme Physical and Mental Abuse. Show Level Angst and Beyond. Magic. Manipulative and Abusive Relationships. Sexual Situations. Mental Manipulation. Mind Control. Panic Attacks. Severe PTSD. Murder. Some romance, comfort. 

30 Chapters

The Nightmare Curse

~Hit by a devastating curse, Y/N is forced to live out her darkest nightmares on a loop. Can Dean and Sam wake her before there’s nothing left to wake? ~

Featuring Dean Winchester x Reader, Sam Winchester, Castiel – And Many Others Spanning the 15 Seasons of Supernatural

Series Warnings Include But Are Not Limited To: Rated R. NSFW. Sexual Activities. Non-Consensual Sexual Acts, Acts of Dubious Consent. Murder. Suicide. Main Character Death. Physical Abuse. Mental Abuse. Dismemberment. Exsanguination. Disembowelment. Cannibalism. Extreme Angst and Horror Well Beyond Scope of Original Show. Proceed with caution. 

13 Chapters

The Fragile Heart

~ After returning home from filming a movie in Europe, Jensen fights to control himself and Y/N keep safe. Unfortunately, lust is hard to fight and hunger even more so…~ 

Jensen Ackles x F!Reader

NSFW, Vampire!AU, Relationship Angst, Mentions of Past Infidelity, Smut, Blood, Dark Romance, Death

Blind Faith

~What if the cure was never really a cure? What if the curse was too strong and her love was too weak?~ Demon!Dean x Reader, Sam Winchester.  9,760 Words

NSFW, Dark Fic, DbCn, NCn, Extreme Violence, Blood, Extreme Angst, Major Character Death.

The Beat Of Your Heart

~ Friends become lovers who turn into the darkest evil that one can endure… ~

Dean Winchester x F!Reader; Michael!Dean x F!Reader

8,587 Words

NSFW, Fluff, Cute Banter, Friends To Lovers, There Was Only One Bed!?, All the Sex, Passionate Love, Hope, *record scratch*, Extreme Angst, Violence, NonCon, Torture, Blood, Major Character Death

His Return

~Walking alone at night can be deadly.~

Vampire!Dean Winchester x Reader

1,780 Words

Warnings: NSFW, Major Character Death, Vampirism. 

Taking Over Me

~Dean’s guilty pleasure comes to life and Y/N gets tangled in the mix…~

Dean Winchester x F!Reader 

3800 Words

Warnings: NSFW. Monster Fucking. Tentacles. All The Way Through Tentacles. Cum. Poison. Possession. Allll the fucked up things.

[teenytinyjimin]

seventh heaven (k. taehyung & p. jimin)

minors dni. DO NOT INTERACT!

summary: in which taehyung and reader just want to have a little fun with their baby jimin

pairing: taehyung x reader x jimin

word count: 3.5k words

tags: smut, threesome (m/m/f), praise, dom!taehyung, switch!reader, sub!jimin, breeding kink sorta?, edging sorta?, hickeys, fellatio, cunnilingus, unprotected sex, feminine!jimin (let him be a lil girly if he wants), taehyung being good at aftercare, also a lot of consent, consent is important yall

warnings: …smut. no other warnings. i’m not a huge degradation/danger/trauma girlie so no need to worry about that

author’s note: thank u guys sm for the support recently i rly appreciate it <3 also i’m not a huge smut writer but i’m trying to work on writing more of it so pls be gentle with me, this is the first official smut work i’ve literally ever completed (i usually always stop midway through lol)

── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──

Your relationship with Taehyung was nothing short of a dream from the moment it began.

When it came to you and him, everything was perfect. Sure, you had your typical couple arguments every once in a while, but that's what makes a relationship perfectly imperfect. You still go on dates like you did when you first started seeing each other, the flame is still very much alive, and you've built a lot of trust and communication.

So much so that you guys had agreed to open up the relationship not too long ago. Not in the sense that you guys have the freedom to see other people individually (you guys are entirely devoted to one another anyway), but in the sense that if the opportunity to spend the night with a third person arises, you'll both be open for it. You personally found it rather exciting, whereas Taehyung enjoyed seeing your enjoyment. That isn't to say he didn't enjoy it as well, but his priority is, and always will be, your happiness.

Unbeknownst to you, however, Taehyung had a secret weapon. One that he was admittedly a little nervous to use, but knew he had it in his back pocket if he ever wanted it. And that weapon was Park Jimin. His best friend since forever and the boy who secretly had a little crush on you.

It's not like Jimin straight-up told Taehyung that he was crazy for his girlfriend. He wouldn't do something like that knowing it could possibly jeopardize the relationship in question. But Taehyung knew by the way he acted around you and looked at you versus how he acted when you weren't around.

Jimin was a natural flirt, there was no question about that. Just because he loved flirting didn't mean that he wanted to get with someone though. And the one person he seems to never be able to flirt with, the one person he did want to get with, is you. He gets way too shy at the sight of you and he almost feels intimidated by your presence. Everyone has their weaknesses, and his seemed to be you.

The only reason Taehyung hasn't played his Jimin card yet is because he's concerned about their friendship. He doesn't really mind the idea of a threesome with his friend, it's just the fear that it'll change their friendship for the worse instead of for the better. He doesn't want to go through with something like this only for the relationship between them to crumble. We're talking about a friendship that has lasted for years and that has never even come close to dangerous waters. But whether he liked to admit it or not, Taehyung was a people pleaser, and something in the pit of his stomach really urged him to just go for it and see what happens.

And so he decided to go for it. Slowly and with caution, though. If at any time either of you decided to jump ship, he wasn't going to force it. All he wanted to do was see what would happen if you were posed with the opportunity.

So now, here you sat, the three of you cuddled up on your living room couch, a movie playing on the television. Platonic intimacy wasn't abnormal for you guys when it came to Jimin – he tended to be a touchy person around the people he cares about and it has nothing to do with romance or sex. You currently had your head in his lap and he had an arm draped around you, with his own head resting on Taehyung's shoulder. At the moment he seemed completely calm and collected, however neither you nor your boyfriend knew that his heart felt like it was about to beat out of his chest, simply because of you.

“Mm,” you suddenly hummed after an eternity of silence, causing Jimin’s eyes to nearly pop out of their sockets. Having your head close to such valuable parts was one thing, but to make noise that caused the whole area to vibrate was something otherworldly. With all of his might, the poor boy was trying to ignore what just happened for the sake of you not realizing that there was currently a growing hardness under your head. Biting his lip and gently pinching his arm, he attempted to focus on the movie on the television as a way to distract himself from the situation.

Alas, you didn’t shut up to his dismay. However, you did move, which was nothing short of a miracle to him. You lifted your head up from your lap to look over at your boyfriend, a pout on your face. “Love, this is boring,” you whined. Being laid down with your head craned upwards wasn’t necessarily the most comfortable thing in the world so you took a hand and rested it on Jimin’s thigh so that you were propped up with a little bit of support. While your hand held a little bit of weight to it considering the fact that it was helping you stay up, the fact that you once again were extremely close to his crotch nearly sent him to an early grave. His breath hitched ever so slightly and he closed his eyes, trying to shut out everything around him.

“Sorry, Angel,” Taehyung crossed his arms and frowned. “Couldn’t find anything else that was good.” While he looked as if he was entirely focused on you and your upset, he was well aware of the pain you were causing his friend. If his weird behaviors weren’t enough to convince him that he was struggling underneath you, Taehyung’s prior knowledge of Jimin’s attractive definitely was. Just your existence alone was enough to cause the man to be absolutely weak in the knees.

“Pfft,” You rolled your eyes, flopping your head back into Jimin’s lap. “You’re lame for that, Tae. Jimin wouldn’t treat me like that. He’d find something better to watch or do,” You looked up at the boy, who was doing everything he could to avoid eye contact. “Isn’t that right Minnie?”

Heart stopping at the sound of you speaking to him, Jimin shrugged and squeaked out a quick ‘yeah’, not wanting to further the conversation. Had he not known any better, he would’ve thought you were flirting with him and trying to suggest something. But you were in a relationship, that wasn’t possible.

“Well, don’t let me stop you then,” Taehyung looked at both you and Jimin with a smirk on his face as if he were challenging you with your own words. If he knew one thing about you, it was that you didn’t like being challenged and you would prove him wrong in any way possible in an attempt to piss him off. But you knew exactly where he was going with this. He wanted you to prove him wrong for his enjoyment as well as your own.

Reaching one of your arms upward, you gently wrapped your hand around the back of Jimin’s head and guided it down toward yours. When his face was only a few inches from your own you stopped to admire his features. He was a beautiful human, there was no doubt about it, but you never really got the chance to admire him so closely until now. His eyes, though wide with shock, were glimmering and you could almost see little hearts floating around in them. His lips, so big and plump, were the most kissable shade of pink. His skin, so soft and supple, gleamed in the low light of the living room.

Moving your hand to his cheek, you took your thumb and swiped it across his bottom lip gently and slowly. At this point his eyes were no longer wide in shock, but instead relaxed and shy. He looked at you through his eyelashes and if you were honest, you weren’t entirely sure what was going through his head. He was so difficult to read sometimes.

“Are you okay with this?” You whispered gently, keeping eye contact with him. The second he said ‘no’ you were ready to push yourself off of him and respect his boundaries, but you were just as ready to dive head-first into passion if he said ‘yes’. You watched as his eyes went from calm and collected to lusty and pleading, his lips parting slightly. “Yes, please, yes,” He whispered, his tone nearly resembling a whimper. As if his response was music to your ears, you let out a pleased hum as you closed the gap between you and locked your lips with his.

The kiss you shared with Jimin was an experience you had never felt before. Your kisses with Taehyung were otherworldly, incredible, perfect for lack of a better word. But this experience with Jimin was completely new. He was an incredibly soft kisser, his lips moving in perfect harmony with yours, and despite not being able to speak to you he was able to communicate exactly what he wanted and needed just through his kissing. He was needy while still being respectful, and hungry while still being reserved. Yet he matched your energy perfectly with no interest in heating things up unless you initiated it.

As you continued to kiss Jimin for what seemed like eons, you felt a familiar pair of hands slowly make their way from your thighs up to the hem of your pants. Taehyung's touch alone was enough to make you absolutely melt, your arousal going from high to insane within a matter of seconds. There was something about feeling his strong, warm hands trace the hem of your pants before gently unbuttoning them and pulling them down past your knees and then completely off. You let out a soft moan into Jimin's mouth as you felt Taehyung's lips make contact with your inner thighs, kissing them gently and lovingly.

"Mm," Taehyung hummed as he placed one final kiss on your upper thigh, a mere inch away from your throbbing heat. "Looks like my baby's ready for your touch, Minnie," He continued, swiping a thumb down your wet underwear. The feeling of his finger running down your most sensitive area sent a chill down your spine as you squirmed toward him, whining for more of him. Jimin broke the kiss as he looked over at Taehyung with lidded eyes. You could tell by his facial expression that he was in absolute heaven right now. After all, he was getting everything he wanted and more. "C'mere," Taehyung cooed, beckoning Jimin to switch places with him. Happy to oblige, the two swapped spots.

Uninterested in keeping you waiting, Taehyung attached his lips to yours. You were slightly taken aback by the change in pace considering your boyfriend was much more confident and aggressive about what he wanted, but once you were able to match his energy you were able to enjoy the fireworks you always felt when you were kissing him. After a moment of kissing, he pulled away from you so that he could start discarding some of his clothing before helping you pull your shirt over your head.

Jimin, who was now at your thighs, mirrored Taehyung's earlier actions and began peppering your thighs with kisses. As he trailed up from your knees to the hem of your underwear, he used gentle fingers to latch onto the waistband before looking up at you. "I-Is this okay?" He asked softly and shyly, wanting to make sure that he was allowed to go further and that this wasn't just some trick. Letting out a soft hum you ran a hand through his hair and pet his head. "Of course baby, go ahead and have what you want."

Once given the okay, the man didn't stop himself from quickly discarding your underwear and bringing a finger to circle your clit. Letting out a gasp of air, you threw your head back, trying to stop yourself from letting out perhaps the loudest moan you would have ever produced. Soon enough Taehyung's lips found their way back to yours as you continued to make out. You brought a hand down to his hip before slipping your hand down his boxers and feeling your way to his erection. Your boyfriend let out a gentle grunt into your mouth at your touch, his brain foggy with bliss.

As you continued to move your hand along Taehyung's dick, you felt a gentle finger slip into your entrance, and then a second. You let out a soft moan and instinctually pushed yourself down onto Jimin's fingers which began slowly moving in and out of you. They were different from Taehyung's, much smaller, but were able to get the job done very well. When his fingers were as deep as they could possibly go, he curled them, hitting all the right spots in all the right ways.

"Mmh," You whimpered into Taehyung's mouth as you felt your partner smile against your lips before pulling away. He went to go take his boxers off so that his dick could be free for you to do whatever you please to, but you beat him to the punch and immediately attached both hands to the waistband and yanked them down. With a smirk on his face, Taehyung leaned down to give you one more gentle kiss before taking his hand and giving his cock a couple of pumps. "Someone's a little impatient," he hummed, causing you to whimper once again.

As soon as he got close enough to you, you took your boyfriend's dick into one hand and ran your tongue along the tip, eliciting an impulsive moan of pleasure to come out of his mouth. You gave the tip just a couple more licks before beginning to take his length into your mouth. Just as you were doing so, however, you felt a new presence at your core. Not only was Jimin continuing to finger you, but he now attached his mouth to your clit, giving it the gentlest of kitten licks as a way to playfully tease at it. You let out an ecstatic moan which caused your entire mouth to vibrate and caused Taehyung to throw his head back in pleasure.

"You're doing... so good... baby... so good," Taehyung breathed out as he began to slowly thrust in and out of your mouth, bringing his hand to cup one of your breasts. As he moved in and out you continued to swirl your tongue around as best as you could, letting out the occasional moan when Jimin hit your clit in just the right way with his tongue. As he continued to double-stimulate you with both his tongue and his fingers, you brought a hand down to grab at his hair. He let out a soft moan in surprise, not expecting you to grab for him, which caused an even greater rush of pleasure to your clit. He let out a couple more moans and hums, knowing it was helping get you along, until you were seeing stars behind your eyelids and your orgasm came to you not just like a wave, but like a full-blown tsunami.

With your mouth still preoccupied with Taehyung, you attemped to look out of the corner of your eye to see Jimin come up for air. From what you could tell, he looked as beautiful as always, though with tousled hair and a face sheen from your wetness. You watched as, with pleading eyes, he looked up at your boyfriend "Please let me fuck her, Tae."

Taehyung, who was far too busy riding his own high, was snapped back to reality when he heard his friend beg. He pulled his dick from your mouth momentarily, somewhat edging himself, to reach over and swipe a hand over Jimin's sweat-beaded forehead before giving him a nod. "Be gentle with her, Minnie. Don't wanna hurt my angel now, do we?" The older boy gave an eager nod as he began stripping himself of his clothes. You admired his toned figure for a moment before Taehyung guided your chin with your hand to face him. You looked up at him, his hair ever-so-slightly damp with sweat, as reached down and gave you a tender kiss. "You look so beautiful, darling... so perfect," He mumbled, kissing you again before trailing down your jawline and neck. After every couple of kisses he would bite down and suck, leaving prominent hickeys all over the upper half of your body.

Completely forgetting about anything else for a moment, you get caught up in the pleasure of your boyfriend marking you and gasp at the feeling of the tip of Jimin's cock rubbing against your entrance. You feel it twitch slightly at the contact as you already hear a soft moan escape the boy's lips. Before you could even think about anything else he bucks his hips forward as he pushes himself into you, letting out a low whimper until he bottoms out. You throw your head back in pleasure, arching your back and gripping the couch below you. Taehyung comes up from kissing and marking you to look at your face, admiring the pleasure that was coursing through your features. He took a hand and caressed your cheek, murmuring sweet nothings to you while both you and Jimin adjusted to the contact.

Once Jimin was used to feeling you around him he began to slowly thrust in and out of you, going as deep as possible each time he thrusted back in. He was hitting all of the right places and it was driving you absolutely wild, causing you to let out uncontrolled moans each time he reached your g-spot. In an attempt to take advantage of your moans and to chase his own pleasure again, Taehyung returned his dick to your mouth, letting the tip touch the back of your throat so that it would get the most intense vibrations whenever you let out a sound.

At this point, the three of you were going crazy. All that could be heard throughout the house was a chorus of moans, whimpers, and grunts as the two boys thrust in and out of you and you consumed yourself with the pleasure that you were feeling. As Jimin's moans became more breathy and needy, they began to become straight up whines. "I'm..." He panted, unable to form a complete sentence as he began to ride his high. Taehyung, aware of what was happening, stopped momentarily. "On her stomach, Jimin," He snapped. He wasn't going to let his friend cum inside of you even if that meant grabbing him and pulling him out of you himself.

Fortunately able to respect Taehyung's wishes, Jimin pulled out just in time, his dick twitching as ropes of white coated your stomach. He pumped his cock with his hand a couple of times to make sure he got all of the cum out, but after doing so completely collapsed onto the couch, eyes glossed over as he was caught in a daze of euphoria. Your boyfriend pulled his own cock out of your mouth as he grabbed you and gently turned you so that he was able to enter your cunt himself, thrusting in and out of you with sporadic passion and energy.

As he continued Jimin's job of hitting your g-spot, he brought a hand to your clit and rubbed his thumb over it, causing you to twitch under his touch. You let out uncontrolled moans as Taehyung's own moans started to turn into whimpers as he got closer. You began to tighten around him as you rode your own orgasm and he released inside of you shortly after, painting your walls white. As he let every last drop of his cum enter you he continued to thrust sloppily, ensuring his seed was staying inside. Once it got overstimulating, however, he pulled out and flopped down onto the couch between you and Jimin.

"You did so well," Taehyung cooed, pulling you close to him and giving you a kiss on the forehead. He then turned to Jimin and caressed his face, pushing his sweat-dampened hair out of his eyes and rubbing his cheek gently. Jimin was still far too dazed to speak or react to Taehyung's words or actions. He was still in complete shock that this even happened in the first place, but he wasn't about to say that he wasn't thankful that it did.

You watched your boyfriend through lidded eyes as he got up to go retrieve a towel from the bathroom that he could use to wipe your stomach as well as between your legs. He knew that you would probably go take a shower anyway, which is what you should do, but he didn't really want you to be sitting there in that state anyway.

Once done cleaning you up, he pressed a tender kiss to your lips. The three of you eventually got redressed for the time being so that you could appropriately resume your boring movie and watch it to the end. Because let's be honest, even though the movie sucked, you loved each other's company and you didn't want the night to end.

[arioloyal]

[[ a brief interpretation of edward norton's birth chart to mark his birthday occasion ]]

A/n: as I promised =) I know it's a bit hard for the beginners to find about what's going on in astrology stuff but anyway, I hope you enjoy.

The big 3 in his birth chart

Scorpio ascendant

Leo sun

Libra moon

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Scorpio ascendant

(I have the same ascendant ×_× lol)

The first house of the chart shows what others see of us in the first encounter. When the first house is placed in the mysterious and deep sign of Scorpio, it gives the person a deep and mysterious aura. The look of people who are scorpio ascendant is intense, deep and alluring and their facial features are sharp.

the Neptune in the first house, in the sign of Scorpio and its conjunction with the ascendant, has made him interested in appearing mysterious because Neptune represents the mask, imagination and image we can make. Neptune also has made the square aspect with the sun which made him to not be interested in getting famous and known that much (I guess that's why he didn't wanted credit for his role in "kingdom of heaven" movie. He just wanted to hide behind that silver mask...)

The second house rules over voice. The ruler of the second house (Jupiter) in the twelfth house (Libra) has caused his voice to make people feel ecstatic and calm (because those whose twelfth house is strong and prominent have the ability to trance others). Moon in the twelfth house also emphasizes that he finds peace only if he gets in balance and isolation (maybe with sleeping too cause the 12 house is related to the dream and how we can get out of the world) .

And his bbg aura is real! Because the placement of a feminine planet (Venus) is in a feminine sign (Cancer). lol! Usually, people who have Venus in cancer are supported and admired by women.☆

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With Saturn's placement in the seventh house (house of partnership, marriage), he usually has strict but relatively long-term partnerships. People who have Saturn in the 7th house can usually get married after passing the relationship karma, which can even take up to 40 or 50 years of age of any person who has this placement.

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Leo 🌞

The placement of the sun in the 10th house is the strongest and best placement for the sun. The sun is the ruler of the sign of leo and here, like it has the full form of a king. It also shows the talent in acting and shining well through it.

Usually, I saw a lot of Leos whose bodies are generally large and wide, but this is not the case with him, and this is due to the placement of the planet Mercury in the sign of Virgo.

Note: Since Mercury is the ruler of Gemini and Virgo and shows its best in these two signs, people with this placement are usually tall, well-cut and slender and have a lot of intelligence. i promise you can't find even one single person with gemini or virgo sun,mercury or ascendant who's chubby. i said what i said

The North Node in the chart shows what we should be aiming for in this life time, and at the opposite side, the South Node shows what we have had in our past lives and we should not focus on its matters now.

with the North node in the fifth house, his mission in this world was to use his potentials, creativity and talents which i think he did it well. at the opposite side, the South node is in the sign of virgo which is in conjuction with the mercury.

i believe he was a teacher or professor in his past life. or someone who had to deal a lot with, reading, writing or books before... :)

[tactical-mode]

I made Eps 8 and 9 at the same time, out of a mosaic of scenes that occur across 2 Chapters (~5 hours) of Remake. Down to 10 minutes! I’m in there re-angling the camera because sometimes there’s daylight outside lol. I did more color correcting than ever, and I’m getting a little better I think!

[Chapter 3] Scene 1-5: Sector 7 Slums Here we see more NPCs altered by the “Train NPCs” mod by FantasyRaiderr. I use a low angle shot to try and evoke the iconic Pillar introduction scene from the OG. The music is On That Day, Five Years Ago from EC.

[Chapter 3] Scene 6-7: Seventh Heaven The music here is Tifa’s Theme from EC. There's a new mod, too: "Tifa Fitness" by VargrNekrodes.

The shots of Biggs, Wedge, and Jessie at the table are from a later scene in Remake’s Chapter 3 (Scene 26). You can see a continuity error in some of the shots (an empty hi-top in the background). I try to use the camera when I can to imply that there are two hi-tops, one empty, one with AVALANCHE. Let me know what you noticed!

Scene 8: Barret and Marlene All the shots of Barret walking here he is doing so while holding Marlene -- even when he's outside of the bar! I had to film around her, erasing her with **movie magic.** Barret and the pinball machine is actually from much further scenes in 7R (23/26).

An added line of dialogue (“See you down there, Cloud!”) helps with the illusion that Biggs and Wedge are using the pinball machine as well, but in 7R they never do.

Scene 23: Tifa and Cloud Jumping ahead in the chapter, there were a few shots in this exchange which are from (Scene 18, part of Remake’s extended content). Continuity errors include a randomized number of drinks in front of Cloud, between 0-2. Coverage for that final exchange was done using the worldstate in Scene 7, and since Cloud never uses the pinball machine in Remake, I cheated with a vertical pan.

Scene ???: The Secret Hideout!!! This scene couldn’t be filmed the way I would have liked, because the basement wasn't actually made in Remake. My options were to hand-animate it, or pan the camera across the scenery like it's Neon Genesis Evangelion.

Tifa’s blocking here is taken from Scenes 8 and 23, and the shots with a dynamic FOV were filmed using the camera for Scene 26.

The music here is a musical cue that plays in 7R when you approach Sector 7, I put it through some filters and applied a record crackle underneath, to make it seem diagetic, like it’s playing out of the jukebox or the radio.

On to Episode 009...

[Chapter 03] Scene 25 I loved this blocking from Remake - the bartender wordlessly downs a whole drink, then pours herself another, all in a tense silence. Great start to a dramatic argument.

If you rewatch this scene after learning the mystery behind Final Fantasy VII’s story, you may notice hidden tones and meanings. To facilitate all the foreshadowing here, I slowed the pace down.

[Chapter 04] Scene 16: The Promise In Remake, this flashback occurs during an expanded quest. I’ll leave 7R to be enjoyed in its proper context. Here, as in OG, the flashback serves as the climax of Cloud and Tifa’s fight, prompting his sudden change of heart. I’m using Remake’s Tifa’s Theme variation, where the piano takes the lead and the flute/oboe play around it. Gorgeous.

Otherwise, little is changed - I often used 7R's translation over OG's!

[Chapter 3] Scene 26: Cloud Gets Paid The usual reshoots, masking sunlight in the background. Coverage from scenes 7 and 8, and Tifa’s blocking behind the bar comes from scenes 18 and 23.

Final Thoughts These two episodes took weeks of constant toil. At times I wanted to give up or move to another project, but I powered through and I’m proud of myself! I dream that these episodes could be better, but I’m not the person who can do that. Yet. So I’m moving ahead towards the next episodes, which will be much more simple and fun to edit.

After completing the “pilot” (Episodes 1-7) I started planning out the rest of “Season 1” aka the part of FFVII’s story that can be produced using Remake. At this time it’s a planned 45 episodes, which means we are 1/5 of the way through! I’ve completed the preliminary filming for the whole season, and while the last ten episodes present several unique challenges, I am going to push to have the season completed by the end of 2025. Then I can look at remaking episodes using what I’ll have learned, or moving on to Season 2.

[radiantresplendence]

What Even Is a Kara no Kyoukai?

Kara no Kyoukai is a series of anime movies put out by Ufotable between 2007 and 2013 based off of the light novel series of the same name written by Type-Moon founder and creative director Kinoko Nasu in the 90s.

That's it, that's the post.

But seriously, if you're familiar with Nasu's other works, you'd know that they have a reputation for being rather inaccessible, especially to those in the west and Kara no Kyoukai specifically comes with some extra content warnings that aren't as prevalent in some of his other works.

Now, this would normally be fine, however a lot of content put to the forefront as "primers" to the show by the anime community either focus too much on the metaphysics and how it relates to other Type-Moon media or is a detailed thematic analysis that gives away too much of the sauce.

I plan to do neither here.

Instead, I'll give a brief rundown of the show's traits. Then, I'll talk about the main cast of characters and I'll finish it off by giving the general premise of each episode. (And I'll lump all of the Extra Chorus OVAs together for this purpose.)

So, Kara no Kyoukai sorta paved the way for the trappings you'd expect of modern Ufotable. Even over 15 years later, the show is absolutely gorgeous and puts a lot of modern anime to shame with its production quality. The attention to detail, shot composition and immaculate backgrounds that you'd expect of a Unfotable production are all here. Except this was really the first work to bring those traits to the forefront.

Just on the merits of that, as an anime watcher its worth the curiosity. The triumphs of productions like Demon Slayer and Fate/Zero clearly trace their DNA right back to Kara no Kyoukai.

The OST for this series is... basically unmatched. Kalafina was founded to do the music for this show, and the general consensus seems to be that Yuki Kajiura did some of, if not her very best, work on this show.

Admittedly I'm a not a big music analysis person, but I will personally attest that the ambiance and immersiveness of Kara no Kyoukai's score is some of the best in any piece of media that I have consumed. Also the big theme songs for each film all absolutely rock.

Doing a little background research, it looks like a lot of those theme songs are on the Kalafina album Seventh Heaven, so if you're a fan of high-quality J-pop/rock, give that a go maybe. I mean, they're really good in a vacuum, better in the context of the episode they were written for.

Its paced a lot slower than a lot of other anime movies, leaving a lot of room for ambiance and quiet character moments. Also quite a bit of the series is just characters talking, be it about philosophy or metaphysics, but it's usually not egregious and if you're into that sort of thing (which I am) it's a good time. Also the cuts can be quite creative, especially in Paradox Spiral.

So, now that a lot of that peripheral housekeeping is done:

What the Fuck even is a Kara no Kyoukai?

It's a paranormal mystery, dark urban fantasy thriller seinen anime that explores themes of humanity, identity, sin and dichotomy. Oh and murder. Especially murder.

The general plot setup is more something you'd expect of a shoujo. Boy meets girl, the complexities and trials of their relationship etc.

The big twist is that the girl in this trope is best described as "one who murders" and the story is told out of chronological order.

It's set in a fictitious city in Japan called Mifune, mostly between '96 and '99. Supernatural phenomenon exist, but aren't common knowledge and the main focus of the subject matter is individuals with some manner of ESP or active psychic ability, though there's significant representation from elements of mysticism as well as more archetypal wizard sorts.

I strongly recommend watching the films in release order because its better thematically, however there's a lot of value on a rewatch and doing so in chronological order could shed some light on things.

As I'm about to transition into talking into some of the show's particulars, here's where I'll put the content warnings for those who would prefer going in blind and would like to know what horrible imagery they're about to be exposed to or would maybe be dissuaded by.

CW, suicide, gore, horror, sexual assault, domestic violence, cannibalism.

Who are the main characters in Kara no Kyoukai?

Shiki Ryougi is our main character. A young woman with an attraction to death and murderous impulses. She presents as stoic, but she's anything but uncaring. She's very nuanced, but as the main character a good deal of the series goes into exploring her, so I won't delve into her complexities. After an accident as a teenager that left her in a coma, she gained the ability to see death in the forms of lines that act akin to the 'seams' of living beings, objects and even concepts. By cutting on these lines, she can kill anything.

Mikiya Kokuto is our male lead. An intelligent and excessively kind young man who became hopelessly infatuated with Shiki in high school, only to suspect that she was the one perpetrating a series of serial murders. When Shiki was comatose, he wound up working as a private investigator of sorts for the Garan no Dou agency, but continued to carry a torch for Shiki.

Touko Aozaki is our mentor character of sorts. More than likely the greatest doll and puppet maker in the world, Touko is also a mage and a lauded polymath, excelling in basically any field that proves of interest to her. She runs the Garan no Dou agency and employs Mikiya for his investigative prowess and later Shiki for her combat abilities as her sole employees. She's a chainsmoking girlboss who can be overly verbose and pretentious. Despite some unscrupulous morality, she legitimately cares about her subordinates.

Azaka Kokutou is Mikiya's younger sister who vehemently opposes her brother's relations with Shiki. Certainly the "4th wheel" of the cast made worse by the adaptation greatly condensing her chapter to laser in more on the Shiki and Mikiya dynamic. She apprenticed herself to Touko as a means of inserting herself into the workings of Garan no Dou. Azaka is smart, expressive, headstrong and funny. Touko is teaching her flame manipulation, as that's what she has the most affinity for.

I'll omit the antagonists here and encourage folks to watch the show as my little blurbs here give the jist of the cast, but really doesn't do them justice. The cast for the most part is really well characterized and much in Nasu's style, even when he plays to a trope there's a lot more to it than that.

What Exactly am I in for?

So, there's (depending on your definition) 8-9 films and a few ~10 minute OVAs. Unfortunately, the light novels have never been localized and there's only an incomplete fan translation and a somewhat inaccurate machine-assisted translation.

The film series adapts every part of the series except the side-story Final Record, albeit Azaka's chapter, Oblivion Recording, was greatly altered for the film adaptation.

The main series ran from '07 to '09 and includes episodes 1-7 and the Epilogue. Future Gospel and the OVAs came out in 2013 and they're a few side stories with the main act functioning as an epilogue of sorts to the epilogue.

So, the films post their position in the timeline at the end of each instalment, but I'll post them upfront here for the purposes of making it easier for one to keep track and using this piece as a guide.

I - Overlooking View (Sept '98) A series of suicides committed by schoolgirls jumping off of the roof of an abandoned apartment building catch the interest of the members of Garan no Dou. Some supernatural effect causes Mikiya to fall into a deep sleep and when Shiki investigates the building, she sees the ghostly figures of eight girls in the sky.

II - Murder Speculation Part 1 ('95-'96 schoolyear, ending in March) Mikiya becomes classmates with Shiki, who he immediately becomes infatuated with despite her less than accommodating personality. A series of murders happen in the city and Mikiya, suspecting her to be the perpetrator, tries to prove her innocence.

III - Remaining Sense of Pain (July '98) A young woman is viscously assaulted and the perpetrators are turning up dead, their bodies horribly mangled. Garan no Dou is presented with the case, but due to Touko's monetary problems, Mikiya resorts to freelancing in the short term. Shiki intends to put the murderer down, claiming them to be similar, albeit one of them is out of control.

IV - The Hollow Shrine (June '98) Shiki awakens from her coma after the accident, feeling hollow due to what she lost and now possessing the ability to see death. Mikiya is barred from visitation, as it's restricted to the family, so Touko sneaks into the hospital to check on her and takes immediate interest in Shiki's new perceptive abilities.

V - Paradox Spiral (November '98) A young man murders his mother in self-defense and winds up being helped by Shiki. Mikiya investigates some suspicious tenants of an apartment building that Touko designed and some old associates of Touko's are in town, one of them with a bone to pick.

VI - Oblivion Recording (January '99) Garan no Dou is asked to investigate a suspicious suicide at Azaka's boarding school and some lapses in memory around the incident in question. Shiki is dispatched, much to Azaka's displeasure and the two work to uncover a mage using fairies behind the two events.

VII - Murder Speculation Part 2 (February '99) Shiki, feeling perturbed, hasn't been frequenting her apartment. Meanwhile the serial murders from '96 start back up. Mikiya, trying to prove Shiki's innocence, begins investigating a drug ring related to the incidents and the events of the unsolved '96 murder cases finally come to light.

Epilogue - The Boundary of Emptiness (a few weeks after the events of Murder Speculation 2) Two people have a fateful meeting where they discuss some particulars of the events of the series, metaphysics and philosophy. It's literally a half-hour conversation. It's classified as an OVA, but it's almost as long as The Hollow Shrine.

Future Gospel (August '98 & Summer 2010) A serial bomber with the ability to see the future winds up targeting Shiki after proving unable to kill her meanwhile Mikiya has a chance encounter with a girl with a similar ability. Later, an elderly woman who tells fortunes attracts the negative attention of a crime syndicate.

Future Gospel - Extra Chorus (After the events of the summer of '98) A series of short vignettes, about 10 minutes apiece. Shiki takes care of a cat. A girl feels guilty over the death of her best friend. Mikiya and Shiki celebrate New Years.

The Future Gospel stuff, being a side story has a very different feel than the main series (I blame most of the events happening during the day and it being notably less gore-y than the earlier parts). But it's still a very fun watch. In a lot of ways it acts as a means of tying the series up in a bow with a nice "10 years later" segment and some flashbacks to the '95 school year. If you're going to skip something, skip it, but seeing as you've presumably made it that far already, you deserve a treat because it's just fun.

But yeah... this is my favorite anime series. I just finished a rewatch last night and felt urged to type this up. Hopefully it helps people or encourages folks to give the show a try if they've otherwise felt daunted.

[trolls-poppy-specialist]

so, I was working on a RedCrackle fic and i wrote a reunion scene coz it was in my to-dos

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(from gray’s pov)

“GRAY!”

I’m fiddling with the electricity supply, barely managing to place the final touches before I get wrapped up in a bear hug. My heart skips a beat at the familiar voice, and from the corner of my eye, I see the familiar lump of curly auburn hair and register the scent of rose-scented perfume I know all too well. The wetness on my coat is surprising.

“Carmen?” I break the hug, staring into her blue-grey eyes, and they are slightly swollen and red, “you’re crying.”

Oh gosh. I messed up. 

“I know… I just… I thought you were gone…” the last of her sentence becomes an inaudible murmur as she sobs and lets out a soft hiccup.

“Why are you here?” I try not to sound too condescending, and the straight look of Shadowsan appears in my head. I instantly feel scared.

Her face falls in five seconds, and I’d feel guilty if I didn’t hear what she says next, “My team dragged me here.” I grip onto her bare hand as she buries her face into my chest, and my heart flutters to seventh heaven. But at the same time, I can tell that she’s more closed off than usual, and I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. Zack and Ivy are probably whispering somewhere, Shadowsan is probably judging me, and Player is probably on video call listening in to this conversation.

So I better not screw anything up.

“You seem quiet. What’s going on? Are you okay?”

“I don’t know how to say this but I… I… I love you.” the confession nearly goes unheard, but I manage to catch it amidst the whir of the air-conditioning, and it’s then I realise that most of the men who work here have stopped in their tracks, staring at us, and the chatting crowd outside has partially gone silent. I try my best to ignore it.

Did she just…?

Oh god, she just did. What do I say back? How’ll she react? Will it be bad or good? Somewhere in the back of my mind, I hear the two Boston siblings giggling, and I do my best to shake the thought out of my head.

“I love you too, and–” I manage the best and most reassuring smile I can, only to have the remaining words die on my tongue when I feel a tug on my coat, followed by her lips on mine. I don’t know what to do for a second as I hear my heart pound in my chest and feel the blood rushing through my ears.

She’s kissing me.

My first kiss with the most beautiful girl in the world is great.

I can’t think straight, and I’m left stunned.

But it is kind of nice, actually.

I let my eyes slip shut, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her closer as I run a hand through her auburn locks. The world seemingly stops rotating as if frozen in time. It’s not like the kissing scenes in movies, but just something new, something that I haven’t gone through, even with my first girlfriend.

Heaven. Sheer heaven.

Heaven is what it is.

As we pull away, my hands moving to grip hers, I open my eyes, and it’s then that I register what’s going on in the real world. My male colleagues are standing, frozen in shock, one of them yelling, “YOU GO, GRAY!” while the rest blend in with the ocean of ‘oohs’ and ‘aahs’, some staring at me with what I perceive as envy in their eyes. Carmen’s crew has moved forward– Zack and Ivy are filming the entire thing and snickering, Player has his jaw slack from what I see on Carmen’s phone, and Shadowsan has his eyes widened as he’s chewing on something that looks like a Snickers bar.

I can hear whispers washing through the crowd, like ‘have you seen the look in his eyes whenever he mentions her? You should’ve seen the sparkle in them. That’s true love there’ and ‘this is Grammy-class romance here. I’m filming this for my Instagram’. Shadowsan is now uttering something that sounds like ‘Carmen is officially not single anymore.’, the last of his Snickers bar gone; and Zack is literally screaming at a volume so loud the security guards at the other end of the country could probably hear him, “OH MY GOSH! THEY KISSED! THIS WILL MAKE GOOD CONTENT FOR THE KIDS!”

Shadowsan, please, PLEASE don’t kill me. The last thing I want is to be at the hands of a sharp knife as he hurls profanities at me.

“Well done, Carm,” Ivy walks over, putting her hand on her shoulder, “you two are officially a couple now.”

Her cheeks turn crimson, and I can’t help but make the association.

La femme rouge.

“So…” I speak up, “you want to… go out on a date with me?”

[evangeliaa]

"Why does God hide in the midst of vague promises and invisible miracles?"

(image from IMDb)

At a first glance, "The Seventh Seal" is a movie about religion, about God and Faith and about Death. 

Well, it's undeniable that the movie IS about all these things. The movie does deal with these themes at a superficial glance. But I find that it is more about the grasp that religion has on society and on its people.

The Seventh Seal, directed by Swedish Director Ingmar Bergman in 1957, is a film narrating the story of Antonius Block, a night during the Middle Ages who just returned to his homeland from the Crusades. On his journey back home, he encounters an unlikely companion; Death himself. Initially terrified by the nature of his new friends, he asks to play a game of chess with him, and if he wins, he gets to live. But if he loses, Death can take him away.

This analysis is going to contain spoilers (though, if you're a Bergman watcher, you're probably not one to be afraid of spoilers).

The movie more about the absurdity of life than it is about anything else. The audience watches as Antonius Block gradually loses his faith in God as the game of chess with Death unfolds. He fearfully hopes that, if he dies, the heavens will open for him and welcome him. He wants to believe that. But as everything around him falls to ruin and the Plague torments his hometown, he starts to lose his hope for a better future and for the illusion of heaven.

If God truly does exist, why do all these horrible things happen? Why is there more suffering than there is beauty in life? These are the questions that torment Antonius block as he sets off on his journey back home.

While Antonius Block is meant to represent the type of person who attempts to resist carnal desires and tries to maintain his faith in God, which is his whole character arc, his traveling companion, Jöns, is depicted as the complete opposite. Jöns is a man who has embraced hedonism and his raw desire and lust for life. He represents the character model of a person who has released himself from every moral compass and is purely led by his emotions and desires. He represents the opposite of Block; he is what Antonius Block is trying not to be.

However, in the grand scheme of things, when Antonius Block and all his companions face Death in the end of the film, Jöns is the only one who truly appears to not be afraid. Even if Antonius Block knew his death was imminent and had him by his side the whole time, and even if Antonius Block was the one trying to convince himself of the existence of Heaven and God, Jöns was the one who was calm. His character arc was foreshadowed from the beginning of the film, where he said one of my favorite quotes when encountering a dead man: "No, sire. As a matter of fact, he was quite eloquent. Though what he had to say was rather gloomy." Death, to him, is a part of life. He sees life and its existence as a series, and death in the end is not only normal, but beautiful. It is, as he says, "eloquent." This raises questions about the effectiveness of religious faith. Religions were created to combat people's fear of death, but do they really manage to do that? In the end, only a truly liberated person, line Jöns, is able to distance himself from the fear of his demise.

On his way home from the crusades, he and his companion encounter a young couple of street performers, Jof and Mia, with their infant son Mikael. The two of them don't let the suffering around them break them. They don't let it ruin their love for each other and their love for art. They're as happy as they've ever been, and religion, death, God are only in the back of their minds. Antonius Block meets the couple, and he sees how their art is the beauty in their lives. Many have explained how art is like an escape from death, from the suffering, and how it can shelter someone and their life from the harsh realities of it. That's how the couple sees their life. They see it through the lens of an artist. They are carefree and in love with each other and with their art, and Block sees this. They symbolize art and freedom in the midst of a world that opposes it all. In the end, they're the only ones who are saved. Unlike Jöns and Antonius Block, they had a shelter, a raison d' être. And Antonius Block saw that. In the final part of the game that Antonius plays with Death, he tries to elongate it as long as possible so that the couple has enough time to flee and escape their demise. This gesture goes to show a lot both about art and Antonius Block's character development.

Antonius Block wants to gain time for the couple to flee and time for him to go back to his mother. He loses the game, but he already knew he would've. He knows that the next time he'll see Death, it will be his last. It shows that, from his part, he has accepted the fact that he will die, and he knows that everyone else in his companionship apart from the couple don't have a reason to stay alive anymore. Jöns has given up on everything, and he himself has nothing more to live for. So, he tries to accept his own death while giving life to those who truly deserve and need it.

And yet, when the time comes, he's unable to accept it. He still leans back to pray in hopes that "God" will save him, if "God" exists. This poses the question how difficult is it to let go of faith that has overrun your whole life? You've given your whole life to your faith, maybe you've been indoctrinated by it. Even if you lose it, it never truly goes away, does it? It can definitely be inferred that, after everything Antonius Block saw, after seeing how cruelly the church treated the woman who was accused of being a witch, and after asking the accused witch whether or not she had seen the Devil, he, too, had left behind his faith. He had liberated himself from religion and his belief, but in the final moments, he still hoped for it. This says a lot about society and about generational trauma and indoctrination regarding religion. Even when someone has freed their own self from its grasp, is it really that easy to be free? Is all you need to do denounce it to rid yourself of this ideology that has loomed over your whole life? Ingmar Bergman believes it's not, and this is what Antonius Block represents.

The final scene is the dance macabre. A classic way in which death is symbolized in medieval literature and theater. Jof sees all of his friends dance away from the dawn, away from the light, and towards eternal darkness, which is Death. Yet, it's only in the distance. It's in the back of his mind, and Mia doesn't even see it. Art and love can shelter someone from death and suffering, and it has sheltered Jof, Mia and Mikael.

The movie has been criticized for being too unsubtle. Yeah, it might be one of the unsubtlest Ingmar Bergman works, but it goes without saying it's still a masterpiece. I could denounce this elitism in art anytime; why does everything need to be so sophisticated? Art doesn't need to be extremely deep or incomprehensible. Though, don't get me wrong, I do love more complicated pieces of media, and ones that need a LOT of analysis to actually understand, but appreciating such works does NOT mean denouncing any work that doesn't fit into those criteria. Does Bergman have better works? Yes. Does this cancel out the greatness of The Seventh Seal? No. I'd say it's quite the contrary; The Seventh Seal is the perfect movie to start for Bergman beginners, or for those who want to begin watching philosophical movies for the first time. So, no, I won't accept any kind of intellectually elitist criticism of this film (or any film, for that matter).

A beautiful yet complex movie. It is so easy for someone to watch a movie and seek answers. However, this movie does not give any answers. It poses questions. Questions that one must be willing to ponder in order to watch this movie. Brilliant cinematography combined with deeply philosophical themes, current even 67 years after the creation of the film. After all, this is what makes a beautiful work of art, isn't it? The provocation of thoughts and themes that transcend the context of its original time.

[tomorrowxtogether]

TOMORROW X TOGETHER makes magical moments in the real world

A look at the music and imagery of The Name Chapter: FREEFALL

2023.10.14

When dreams are thrust into reality 

Myeongseok Kang: In The Name Chapter concept trailer put out by TOMORROW X TOGETHER last year, HUENINGKAI jumps all alone out of a house in the sky. Now the next page of that chapter has been revealed: the new album, FREEFALL—falling as a result of one’s own free will. The opening track, “Growing Pain,” begins with the line, “Been free falling,” and goes into how it hurts to fall (“my whole body aches”). But, as the lyrics to the single “Chasing That Feeling” describe, to choose not to fall would be to just wait around for the world to crumble to pieces, turning away from reality to stay stuck in a mirage: “I turn my back on heaven and / Fall from the sky / Maybe I’ll miss it for good / The sweet mirage.” Like the boys of TOMORROW X TOGETHER acknowledge in the track “Dreamer,” the world is divided into “adults who don’t dream and boys who only have dreams.” In order to keep their dreams from disappearing like a daydream, they have to face reality before they become adults—people who no longer dream. It’s only during youth that something like this could ever be possible. It’s a period of life between boyhood and adulthood, when you can say, “in that typical fork in the road, I’m gray,” and it’s there that a boy’s dream ultimately becomes an existential force as he battles his way through real life (“I dream again / The name I retrieved”) allowing him to define who he is. The group declares in “Deep Down” that the “horn suddenly coming out of my head” that once left them “feeling ashamed” is now “a big crown on me / No longer a hideous horn / You’re my silver lining.” It’s a sentiment that anyone trying to make their dreams come true while surviving real life will recognize. By living life without running away from reality or giving up on their dreams, the boys learn to accept everything about themselves just the way they are. In spirit, then, The Name Chapter: FREEFALL is a comprehensive piece that plays out a lot like a road trip movie as the young boys navigate their way through the real world, and is also a pivotal moment in the journey TOMORROW X TOGETHER has taken together so far. Ever since debuting with the song “CROWN,” the boys have been up in the air somewhere between reality and fantasy. In “Run Away,” they even ask themselves, “Should we run away from reality?” Later, in the music video for “0X1=LOVESONG (I Know I Love You)” featuring Seori, they take off in a car instead, but they still can’t escape the real world. Now, in FREEFALL, they’re redefining what it means to be young by making a U-turn away from Neverland and straight toward reality—living there without hiding their horns or their dreams.

“Growing Pain” draws on the thrashing power of emocore for its particular sound, with the voices of the TOMORROW X TOGETHER members intentionally buried deep into the soundscape, adding a sense of depth and suggesting the feeling of pushing emotions down inside. They even sing the chorus in a restrained falsetto (“Into the pain / Throw it”), keeping any potentially explosive outbursts at bay. It’s once the album moves onto its seventh track, “Skipping Stones,” that the boys really break out with pure rock power. Earlier in the album, they see the horns on their heads as crowns and accept them as part of their identity in “Deep Down,” and the rest of reality, too, in “Happily Ever After” (“Even after closing the fairy tale book / Life still goes on … So what? I rather like it this way”). When they finally get to “Skipping Stones,” they reaffirm their determination to get on with the real world, bruises and all: “The water that swallowed the scars will become calm someday / And it will have a wide embrace.” In FREEFALL, the sound itself is the journey the group takes, with each track on the album finding its own way to leverage the music to match the message, the soundscape of each coming together to form one unified whole. Where the emocore sound of “Growing Pain” explores how much it hurts to fall back into reality, the synth-pop “Chasing That Feeling” tries to race fearlessly through that real world (“My fate, come and kiss me / I just keep on chasing that feeling”). The boys’ voices are full of sorrow but still dynamic as each sings about how they “turn my back on heaven.” Their vocals grow calmer and the beats in the album slow as it moves through the R&B-infused “Dreamer” and the synth-laden “Deep Down.” The progressive levelling out of emotions that flow through the album changes direction when the music briefly drops out during this track on the line, “Deep down I need you more,” acknowledging their horns as high-tempo EDM beats take over from the second verse. After an atmospheric free fall, the album rises again from “Happily Ever After,” the boys’ voices chipper right from the start. The track’s followed up by the rocker “Skipping Stones,” which then segues into “Blue Spring,” opening with the rousing words, “When we’re high / When we’re low / You’re always by my side / All my youth is filled with your warmth.” With no fear of the real world now, the boys are fully open to their identity and to love as the “once so chilly world / Blooms into spring at last.” Love has always been one of TOMORROW X TOGETHER’s core tenets, but they may find a different kind of value in it after crashing down into reality in free fall. The “gray” TOMORROOW X TOGETHER members’ vocals make good on the messages and music of every track in this journey to discover their youth, perfectly encapsulating what it’s like for someone to find their own path through life while they’re still young. Though each track off the album explores a different genre, they form one complete story solely through the music.

The Name Chapter: FREEFALL aims to flesh out a different musical genre on every one of its tracks, and the songs eschew variations of each of their themes in favor of repeating the choruses and verses to make for a series of tight, compact packages. Some might brush this approach off as following the current pop formula, but TOMORROW X TOGETHER makes the album their own by “Chasing That Feeling” through finely tuning their vocals to emphasize the message behind each song and the album’s journey as a whole. In other words, the group takes the trappings of pop and brings something magical to the story and the message—TOMORROW X TOGETHER’s own brand of pop music. Like dream-filled boys forge their own destinies in a world where adults have lost the ability to dream, the group finds their identity within the world of pop. That’s how these young men set up their own little space within the real world.

​Magic takes root in reality and flourishes 

Oh Minji: “Sometimes magical moments can be found in the most unmagical places.” Those are the words that close the concept teaser for TOMORROW X TOGETHER’s latest album, The Name Chapter: FREEFALL, as the boys say goodbye to their own personal Neverland and each tumbles down in an “endless fall” (“Growing Pain”) by choice (“I throw myself,” “Chasing That Feeling”) to land somewhere new—somewhere where magical moments can no longer be found. Unlike Peter Pan, they can’t fly, much less be boys forever. In the video, they’re like flowers that “turn my back on heaven and fall from the sky” (“Chasing That Feeling”), left to bloom in solitude along a barren asphalt road and next to a sewer where they’ll be washed away come even the slightest rain.

The place TOMORROW X TOGETHER has stumbled upon, however, is not entirely REALITY, as the name of their concept clip echoes, but rather one where buildings and umbrellas help protect them from the downpour. Unlike in the concept teaser, in the REALITY clip, they’re safe from being swept away by rain, and there’s no risk of “pain on my flesh” or having to be “prepared to die” (“Chasing That Feeling”). But it’s still clearly a set made for TOMORROW X TOGETHER, with it raining upwards, and words like “DOWN TO EARTH” and “FREEFALL” written on the ground and walls. They seem to have finally stopped falling and have their feet on the ground in the concept video for MELANCHOLY, the next in the series, but given that YEONJUN is in a cage and SOOBIN is behind bars, they’re not free, either. It could be that the wolfdog that’s with them in the fake reality—a place that’s neither completely real, nor where the boys are entirely free—is a symbolic mirror for the boys themselves. The animal—finally free from its simultaneously protective and restrictive cage (Neverland) but still barred from entering the real world—comes across as an analogy for Peter Pan-like characters in the real world: boys who want to become adults but can’t because they have never seen a real adult with their own eyes.

Even though they choose not to “run away and avoid” things and instead fall and deal with the accompanying agony, there’s no doubt that facing the wicked destiny that dooms them to “wander” comes with its fair share of growing pains (“Deep Down”). But there are times when you have to go through something painful in order to have something better at the end. For example, the TOMORROW X TOGETHER members wear pearls around their necks in the CLARITY concept clip. It’s only after an oyster’s shell is invaded by a foreign body and the creature endures the pain that a pearl is finally formed, so they act as an exclusive medal of bravery for those who have dealt with pain (“thought my blood spills and bones break … I throw myself into a dream that doesn’t lie,” “Growing Pain”). TOMORROW X TOGETHER are now standing on top of the true real world, having overcome their pains and earned their pearls and freedom. For them, reality is the roof that they thought had been there to protect them all along. It's somewhere they could fall from at any given moment and once again be left unprotected from the elements, but it’s also where they can turn down the “Devil by the Window” tempting them with whispers (“Dream on, dream on, good night!”) and finally say, “To a new sun every day, good morning” (“Happily Ever After”).

The noises that can be heard through the concept films feel like glitches that come about because TOMORROW X TOGETHER, once living in a fairy tale-like world, is entering the real one. The noises crack and sputter as the boys stand “in that typical fork in the road” where “adults who don’t dream and boys who only have dreams” exist. It’s at that fork—where they face reality without giving up their youth—that the “magical moments” bloom. Like this album, for one.

[fangirlblogger]

Fangirl Analysis Five: Bill Skarsgard's Long Legs.

Hiii, girlies, I hope you're week has been going well so far. As for me, I have decided to put work on hold and bring this very special and important announcement or should I say, analysis of Bill Skarsgard's long and luscious legs. Because, it's more important than the minimum wage job that pays me to do what a seventh grader can do (I'm joking, I love my job and it's very challenging).

This analysis has been a request and I am about to bring that request to life. I believe science should study Bill Skarsgard's long legs because they encompass so much more than skin and bones. His legs are the epitome of the phrase "heaven is in the sky". When you follow those long legs from the toes up to the pelvic, you will surely find heaven. With that being said, let's go on this spectacular adventure of analyzing his ever-long legs.

Image 1 Analysis

Let me be honest girlies, if Bill Skarsgard stands in front of me like this in a suit, with that look on his face, I will drop to my knees and start worshiping him like he is Jesus. I will give that man the gluck gluck three thousand, correction - the gluck gluck infinity - until this man comes over and over again like a sinner that returns to God every night.

The way this man's legs goes on and on and never stops is the reason I wake up every morning. His long legs inspires me to live a long life.

This image is from 2019 when he attended the IT Chapter 1 premier in LA. Don't get me started on this film girl, I love love love it. I was so wet when Bill appeared on the screen without the full Pennywise make-up. Girl, I wanted this man to eat my insides with all that make-up on (and that's how my mask kink developed lol).

Case Study Question: Why do I want Bill Skarsgard to step on my throat with those long legs?

Not to sound insane and manic but duh it's Bill Skarsgard, I would rather have his long legs hurt my throat then have my throat being hurt from crying about my life.

Let's take a look at this image. The way he stands displays confidence and his confidence not only exudes from his body language but from his chic outfit as well. The shoes, goddam, they glisten like my pussy when Bill makes me wet. His suit girl, I have never wanted to be a suit so badly in my life. The dream to just wrap yourself around his perfect existence is so cosmical. I love how his entire outfit screams simple, yet elegant. The suit looks very expensive and it sure does make this man look like a Billion Bucks (starts playing Million Dollar Man by Lana Del Rey). Also, the suit goes well with the theme of the premier or the movie, which goes to show that this man is very careful about his craft. Hence, one can conclude that the man has great attention to detail and sense of style.

Moving on, let's take a look at his hands. They are slightly curled, making it appear as though all the weight from his upper body is resting on them. In other words, his hands are carrying all the sexiness from his shoulders. His hands look effortlessly relaxed, hanging down alongside his thigh. Also, have you guys noticed how long his hands are too? Goddamn, I have so many wicked thoughts about what those hands can do to me all day, all night (I might do an analysis on that later).

His face. This man has one of the most unique faces I have ever seen. Those eyes can make you come just by starring at them. The nose and the lips are gateway to heaven. I could sit on them for two seconds and I'm already in heaven moaning Bill's name over and over again. His hair in this image is very majestic. It's giving "I drink whiskey and live a BDSM lifestyle in country side mansion" and I am here for it.

And finally, to the moment we've all been waiting for: Bill Skarsgard's long and sexy legs. My oh my, his long legs can walk all over me any day and I'll ask him to do it again every damn time. Hunny, the way he has positioned his long legs on that red carpet is making me wish I was the red carpet. How I wish I could have been in that room when he was putting on those pants, just to see how perfectly his legs slid into the openings and how well they fit him. The two "Ls" in his name are his legs, and the "i" is what I am trying to gluck gluck on and get that "B" wet with my mouth, all day, all night.

Image 2 Analysis

Apart from loving forehead wrinkles, eye lines, smile lines, and the way a man rolls up the sleeves of his shirt to his forearm. I adore men who sit cross-legged. A man can sit however he wants but the moment he switches it up but putting one leg over the other, I am gone. Deceased. Simply trembling from inside out with so much pleasure. My pussy starts throbbing and I feel the juices slowly seeping out of my entrance. Girl, like a werewolf during full moon, I go feral. Truth be told, I would literally get in my knees and start sucking Bill's dick on the spot. I don't care if he's sitting like that in an interview, I will suck the life out of him, bring him to heaven and back.

Case Study Question: Why does this image motivate me to exist?

I love this man and his whole existence so much. I just want to appreciate him for existing. Therefore, this image is proof that Bill doing the bare minimum is more than enough for the Bill Skarsgard fangirlies to live to see another day.

Let's take a look at the way he is sitting. The grey pants go so well with his skin tone and the t-shirt that he is wearing. Also look at how his pants tightens firmly around his thigh when he has his right leg on his left leg. That tightness is a masterpiece; it's cosmological; it's a treasure. That tightness is how I want his legs to choke me when he places them on me. That tightness is the same way my pussy tightens when I stare at that image for more than 30 seconds. Forget about learning about art history, this is all the art history you need to have your lungs gasping for air when you're staring at this image.

Now look at the way his legs are dropping down, like my jaw is doing right now as I sit in awe and admire this image. The legs look so effortless laid on each other. He makes sitting cross-legged aesthetic and artsy. I read in an article that men who sit cross-legged during conversations illustrate that they are not interested in the conversation. Well in my view, I think that men who are able to do that in a conversation shows that they are comfortable and more interested because why else would they cross their legs if they are not comfortable and interested in the conversation? Welp, I'm not a behavioral therapist or physiologist so I wouldn't know anything but I do know about Bill Skarsgard. And I will conclude that he does look comfortable in this image and also so delicious.

Finally, let's take a look at that bicep. Girl, this man has the most effortless biceps I have ever seen in my life. There is a specific type of bicep that I go for and Bill's is definitely the epitome of that archetype (maybe I'll do an analysis of his biceps in the near future). The sleeve of his shirt is firmly gripping on that thick bicep. Lord how I wish I was that shirt. I could build a museum and dedicate it to his biceps because the world needs to see how divine his biceps are. Monalisa who? Throw that whole woman away, and provide Bill Skarsgard's biceps with a 24/7 surveillance and security. We need to protect them.

To conclude, Bill Skarsgard's existence is my ultimate motivation to keep living. To exist in the same lifetime as this men is a blessing. I am grateful to breath every day because I know that in a land far away from where I am, this daddy is breathing the same air as me. Heck, I might be breathing his recycled air, which is the air that went into his lungs and came back out, and girl now I'm breathing it too. I can't breathe, I'm swooning on the floor.

This post was requested by: @evren-sadwrn

[death-by-mercury]

@hammill-goes-fogwalking thank you my beautiful friend 💖💕🌷🌸✨this game was so fun! I’ve been submerged in movies more than music lately so this is perfect.

My Seven Comfort Movies are:

1. The Clock (1945)

100/10 - Joe and Alice are so cute. Simple but beautiful and sweet romance story. No misery or negatives to it. You feel on the edge of your seat because of the time crunch they’re in.

2. Seventh Heaven (1937)

100/10 - same vibe as The Clock: simple and absolutely the sweetest. Chico and Diane are so tender and cute. Beautiful and innocent love story set in Paris 1914, unfortunately there is a sad turn, but I will not spoil it (although I will say, everyone survives - don’t worry) still very sweet.

3. It Happened One Night (1939)

90/10 - very cute. Another sweet romance. It’s not lovey dovey but you can still tell that they like each other for the majority of the movie. Nice ending. Funny too. I love it very much 😊😌.

4. The Good The Bad and The Ugly (1966)

100/10 - my goodness. This classic western is the king of westerns for me. I also really love Once Upon a Time in the West. Clint is breathtaking and badass. Tuco is fun and crazy and Angel Eyes is cool, they all fit perfectly in the film. The aura is absolutely spot on, the stunning score by Ennio Morricone just make the movie perfect, along with the scenery and the classic style of the movie. It’s beautiful. Always my fav.

5. Dirty Dancing (1987)

9.8/10 - cute. Me and my sister’s summer movie. Patrick Swayze is the beautiful centerpiece in this. The dancing is captivating. The songs are nostalgic and catchy. Only things I’m not fond of is the guy that owns a hotel that calls baby “kid” and Penny because I find them both so annoying and they are unfortunately in the movie for considerable time. Baby herself and her sister are kinda annoying too. Oh well…

6. The Mission (1986)

110/10 - heart breaking. Beautiful. The piece where Gabriel plays his oboe for the native people is so profound and beautiful. I love this movie. The historical portrayal is beautiful and the religious focus meaningful. Sad ending but I won’t spoil it. For me, Gabriel makes it the most sad 😭.

7. Mr Smith Goes to Washington (1939)

100/10 - captivating and beautiful. So inspiring and wholesome. Jimmy is so beautiful in here (as always). Mr smith is just a beautiful person entangled in the corrupt and rotten government politics. He shows what a good politician/senator should be like: he has strong morals and will fight until he drops for what’s right. It may be 2 hours but doesn’t feel at all that long. Great acting in this film, especially from the wonderful James Stewart.

I would like to honourably mention The Shop Around the Corner (1940)

because I love it so much as well ♥️

Also 100/10 - ah yes, another sweet romance movie with Jimmy. What’s there not to love but the bitterness that Ms Novak shows the lovely and Classy Mr Kralik until the end. Very cute and sweet with a lovely ending.

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Give me your top 7 comfort movies

[getvalentined]

For the ship "ask" game: #'s 4, 7, and 8, Vin & Veld

4. What they do on date night:

Vincent and Veld don't actually really go out on dates, and they never really did. On those rare occasions they do go out, it's either getting kicked out for somehow cheating at darts in the seediest bar in town, or being dressed to the nines for a live stage performance with tickets sold out for the next year.

Usually, though, they stay home. Vincent burns popcorn and they watch bad movies, Veld reads on the couch while Vincent naps in his lap, that sort of thing. Their relationship was never very public in their younger days—very few people knew they were together at all, actually—and after they get back together when they're both in the WRO, Vincent tries to avoid going out in public altogether aside from work and regular visits to Seventh Heaven.

7. Which one is the worse driver:

Oh, Vincent. Hands-down, no question about it, Vincent. He's a terrible driver—when it comes to obeying traffic laws and the like, in any case. Get him above about 75MPH in a car chase for work and he's a wizard, but don't send him to pick up the dry cleaning or anything. Veld can do both, and is less likely to destroy the car in the process of either.

Vincent can fly a helicopter, though, and Veld can't, so at least there's that?

8. What they argue about:

On the sillier end, Vincent is terrible about putting his laundry in the hamper and always has been and Veld has been fuming and snapping about it for decades.

On the more serious side of things, before Vincent was sent on his assignment to Nibelheim, their usual argument had to do with Veld constantly "testing" Vincent to prove that he wasn't just playing around in the dirt with society's least wanted, something that Veld never really stopped doing even when Vincent proved himself sincere. Early on, Vincent was also extremely insecure—not in the "you were 17 minutes late coming home from work and that means you're cheating on me" way, but rather the "I know that I am never going to be good enough for this man because I've never been good enough for anyone and I need to understand that when he eventually breaks up with me it's my own fault" sort of way.

The big argument that led to their breakup was Veld finally exploding on how Vincent's background and upbringing made him unsuited to the department (regardless of his performance implying the contrary), thereby implying that he was unsuited to a relationship with Veld, and leading to Vincent going to Nibelheim immediately after getting dumped by his partner of 5-6 years.

After everything, their biggest arguments are over whether it counts as "a waste" for Vincent to eat even though he doesn't need to, getting Veld to stop some unhealthy habits and take his damn heart medication, whether Vincent actually needs to own more than three pairs of pants, whether sugar belongs in tea, whose turn it is to take out the trash, and whether either of them actually deserve the few years they have left together when they've both done so much wrong.

(For the ship asks game.)

[dilf-in-peril]

get to know me game!

I was tagged by @pepsi-maxwell & @emobatsy thanks!

do you make your bed? If I am expecting someone to see it.

what's your favourite number? uuuuuh... 23?

what is your job? data engineering

if you could go back to school would you? Would love to be one of those retired old people who just listen to lectures on art history for the fun of it, yeah. Otherwise, fuck no.

can you parallel park? not anymore

a job you had that would surprise people? Food delivery on bike? Is that surprising? It was pretty cool actually if you enjoy being physically utterly exhausted and also listening to audio books.

do you think aliens are real? I think there are probably living things on other planets but I'm not sure about all the flying saucers and anal probing. The Fermi paradox is SO interesting.

can you drive a manual car? not anymore

what's your guilty pleasure? bad dudebro porn on ao3

tattoos? no.

favourite colour? still teal

favourite type of music? electronic, synth pop, post-industrial, experimental, classical

do you like puzzles? hell yeah

any phobias? I don't think so... maybe industrial machinery. That's not a phobia though if the danger is real. Fuck that shit.

favourite childhood sport? Climbing trees.

do you talk to yourself? In my head? All the time. Out loud? No.

what movie(s) do you adore? Like adore specifically? That's such a specific word... Days of Heaven, The Gospel According to St. Matthew, The Ascent, The Seventh Seal, Andrei Rublev & Mirror

coffee or tea? Coffee.

first thing you wanted to be growing up? Nature documentary cameraman.

Hey, I just did an ask game and tagged people so if you've either one of them and ready for another round or just read this far and you want to do it, you are now tagged.