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gigijb1969 · 26 days

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The Texas Rocket Trail 2024 Started in Southeast Texas/Smith Point Today, Friday, May 10

Friday marked the beginning of the last leg of the Texas Rocket Trail for Rockets 2024, and the first day of launches in Smith Point. Luckily, we had good weather for testing today, unlike last weekend in Central Texas . The original schedule listed 20 rockets for testing, but by day’s end 18 were tested and three of those took two attempts before successfully leaving the rail. In all it was a…

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dopescissorscashwagon · 2 months

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Lainey Wilson & Devlin Hodges attend the 2024 CMT Music Awards at Moody Center on April 7, 2024 in Austin, Texas.

#Lainey Wilson #Devlin Hodges #CMT Music Awards #Moody Center #April 7th 2024 #Austin #Texas #Country Music

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destinyc1020 · 2 years

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Keke looking pregnant lol.... 👀🤭

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Yaaaasssss ANGELA!!!!! 👏🏾

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Wow! I almost didn't recognize RDJ! 😳😳

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Idk how celebrities handle paps screaming at them and bossing them around to pose a certain way on the red carpet. I would have long-since told someone off by now ROTFL 🤣

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The Governor's Awards 2022 | Click the button that says "View on Twitter" underneath each tweet, cuz I'm not uploading all these videos lol 😅

#The Governor's Awards 2022 #November 19 2022 #taylor russell #jessica chastain #danai gurira #keke palmer #taron egerton #angela bassett #austin butler #robert downey jr #florence pugh #aldis hodge #ana de armas #gabrielle union #olivia wilde #miles teller

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godsandvillains-if · 1 month

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face claims? i MUST see this 👀 i wouldn't bother u with such a silly thing but tumblr is not known for having a good search function 🫥

Well, I don't really like face claims because I think every reader should be able to imagine the characters in their own way by following the descriptions I've given.

And tbh, for a few of the RO, I don't even have an ideal face claim lol. These are a few of the ones I have, and fair warning, they are not identical to the way I describe them in the story. Things like eye color and hair length are hard to match.

These are the ones I have a face claim for, as of yet.

Archon: M - Henry Cavil in the Man of Steel and F - Sasha Calle as Supergirl in The Flash.

Stardom: M - A combination between Austin Butler and Charlie Hunnam and F - A younger Charlize Theron.

Zodiac: M - Sendhil Ramamurthy and F - Rania Youssef.

Paladin: M - Aldis Hodge and F - Lupita Nyong'o.

Ace: The ones in the original post.

Thanks for the question! 🥰

#if: gods and villains #ask #ros

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fandom · 1 year

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Celebrities

Week Ending February 27th, 2023

Pedro Pascal +1

Jensen Ackles +16

Bella Ramsey -2

Nick Offerman

Zendaya

Neil Gaiman

Misha Collins

Joseph Quinn +3

Drew Starkey

Fourth Nattawat

Gemini Norawit

Gabriel Luna

Sebastian Stan -4

Jeff Satur

Joe Keery -12

Eric Winter

Rudy Pankow

Aldis Hodge -4

Jenna Ortega

Austin Butler

The number in italics indicates how many spots a name moved up or down from the previous week. Bolded names weren’t on the list last week.

#celebrities #02/27/2023 #zendaya

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starboybutler · 9 months

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Elvis wouldn’t want gay stuff to be written about him, he didn’t approve of gays. “Elvis don’t like fags, man” Sonny West. “I hate to say it but Elvis was prejudiced about homosexuals. He liked Nick but he didn’t like homosexuals” Billy Smith. “Rumours in the later years that Elvis was gay or bisexual astound Scotty Moore. “That’s a bunch of horseshit. He’d be the first to lay someone out if a man man an advance on him, if he was prejudiced about anything, that (homosexuals) would be it.” Scotty Moore. “If Alan or any of his gay friends ever approached us Elvis would have decked (punched) them” Charlie Hodge. So Elvis clearly did not approve of gays, why be a fan if u can’t respect his beliefs xx

im writing austin and elvis having nasty gay sex right now what are you gonna do about it huh anon

#also there are plenty of quotes that say elvis was uncomfortable around gay people- but he didn't hate them #elvis was a lot of things but he was not hateful #azzy.txt #asks

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whatstruthgottodowithit · 2 years

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Better Man

Fandom: RPF, American Musician, Elvis, Elvis Movie 2022

Pairing: Elvis Presley x Female Reader

Characters: Elvis Presley, Female Reader, Rusty (Reader’s Dog), Jerry Schilling, Charlie Hodge, Austin!Elvis

Word Count: 2747 // Rating: Teen & Up

Summary: And I know why we had to say goodbye like the back of my hand, But I just miss you, and I just wish you were a better man

Tags/ Warnings: My Writing, Halloween Challenge, Writing Challenge, Songfics, Established Relationship, Elvis Movie, Elvis 2022, Breakups, Angst, Heartache, Cheating, Lying, Love, Kisses, Fighting, Toxic Relationship, Physical Altercation, Lisa-Marie Airplane, Elvis on Tour, Tours, Anger, Songfic, Lyrics, Crying, Grief, Lads when i tell u that this one broke me, Pls Cheer Yourself Up With Rusty The Dog, Better Man // Little Big Town

Notes: This is part of my writing Challenge for Halloween 2022. All fics are based off of songs I love. The aim is to write one fic a day for 15 days straight. I’m doing a similar thing for Christmas but they will all be headcanons [requests welcome for that] Enjoy x

15 DAYS OF SONGFICS FOR HALLOWEEN (OCT 15TH - OCT 31ST)

I couldn’t sleep. I lay in bed staring at the ceiling unable to switch off my mind. Memories swirled around inside my brain some hurtful, some happy, all a jumble of my life. I sat up rubbing my eyes. They burned now even though I had stopped crying long ago, running empty of tears. I climbed out of bed and walked through to the kitchen of my apartment though left the lights off not wanting to make my eyes hurt even further as I made myself a cup of tea.

My dog, Rusty, danced around my feet excitedly, finally thinking I was out of my funk since I had been in my bedroom since the late afternoon, crying and refusing to leave. He was worried about me and though he didn’t know what was wrong he had stayed with me all day, cuddling into my side in an effort to help.

I sighed and stroked behind his ears suddenly realising that I hadn’t fed him since breakfast, too distracted by my own problems. I grabbed a cup full of kibble from the bag and dropped it into his bowl watching as he dove in excitedly causing new wave of sadness hit me as I realised he hadn’t bothered me at all, putting his own needs behind my own. I must have really seemed just that big of a mess.

I left him happily scoffing his food and made my way to the large window of my lounge which looked out over the city. I held the hot mug of tea in between my hands and took a sip. It stung my dry mouth but I didn’t really mind as it had been the first thing I’d drank in hours. I looked out at the view. The city was abuzz. Cars still weaved through the streets below. Alarms blared. Lights shone brightly in the inky black sky. It was the same as it had been 24 hours ago.

Except it was different for me. Probably different for a lot of others too but I didn’t care about them. Not right now.

‘You know you had to do it,’ a voice in the back of my mind said. I scoffed aloud. I had said that so many times before that it seemed like my mantra.

It was right.

Elvis and I had dated for a long time. I loved him with all of my heart. But we weren’t going to last. He didn’t know what he had when he had it so I had to get out. To save myself.

The memory of the day I left flashed in my mind.

I was sitting on the bed trying to summon the strength to get up off it. My bags were sitting at the bottom of the stairs waiting for me, begging me to come downstairs. But I was stuck on the spot. Elvis was sitting behind me, the silence between us deafening.

‘Do you have to go?’ he asked after what felt like a year. His voice cracked, his throat sounding dry. I sighed. It had been a question I had been asking myself all day. Well, for longer than that. ‘I can’t stay,’ I said. ‘But you want to,’ he countered standing up off the bed and coming around to kneel in front of me. He looked years older, looking up at me with wide eyes, tears brimming on the rim of them. ‘I can’t,’ I said, my own tears spilling over. ‘Why not?’ he said, ‘you love me right?’ ‘More than anything,’ I said sadly, my hand cupping his cheek gently. ‘Isn’t that enough?’ he asked quietly. ‘I wish it was,’ I sniffled. ‘You said,’ he said swallowing thickly, ‘you said that you love me more than anything-’ ‘I do!’ I said. ‘Then why can’t it be enough!? Why can’t we get over this,’ he said. ‘Because I love you enough to forgive you for everything that’s happened…but you don’t love me enough to change,’ I said honestly. Tears spilled over and rolled down his cheeks and I swiped my thumb across his cheek catching some of the dampness there. As he hung his head in shame it made my chest tighten a little.

‘Can you honestly say that you’ll never hurt me again? That some pretty girl won’t turn your head? That I’ll never have Jerry openly lie to me because he’s covering for you? That I’ll never have to force myself awake in the middle of the night just to check that you’re still breathing? That those damn pills ain’t taken you?’ ‘Y/N,’ he said sadly. ‘I’ve tried my best to keep this relationship afloat,’ I whispered, ‘can you honestly say the same?’

My heart felt like someone was squeezing it through my chest as I pulled away from the memory. That was one of the worst days of my life and yet I thought about it quite a bit. Mostly in the middle of the night like now. In the middle of the night when no one would know about it. Yet on those nights I didn’t just think of the bad stuff. The good often showed up too, like now, as another memory flashed through my brain.

‘I really need to get up,’ I giggled. I was lying in bed. My head on Elvis’s shoulder as my fingers fiddled with the necklace he was wearing. His arms were wrapped around me, his lips pressed into my forehead though I could feel him smirk as he whispered, ‘now I don’t know about that.’ ‘Elvis,’ I said moving back so I could look at him, ‘I’ve got stuff to do.’ ‘Better than this?’ Elvis said capturing my chin in between his thumb and forefinger and leaning in to kiss me. It was soft and tender and full of love. It made my heart hammer in my chest. Then he was moving, rolling me over onto my back deepening the kiss as he rested on me gently. ‘No,’ I whispered as he pulled back, ‘not at all but I gotta.’ ‘Stay with me,’ he said his blue eyes shining in the low light as he looked at me. I stroked his soft black hair gently. ‘And why should I?’ I giggled. ‘Because you love me,’ he said simply. ‘Is that so?’ I said. He leaned and pressed a kiss to my lips. ‘Yes,’ he said, ‘I’m right aren’t I?’ ‘More than anything,’ I said with a smile. Elvis leaned in and kissed me again, his hand stroking my face gently. I had a million things to do. Errands to run, clothes to pack for when we left tonight for a show, I had a hair appointment across town in 20 minutes. And yet, I didn’t want to move. I was happy here.

I smiled at that memory. It was nice to remember him like that. That was what it was like for the most part. Until everything started to unravel. Until he got more and more unhappy. He’d take it out on me. We’d argue. He’d push me away, usually pulling some other woman close for the time being until he was ready to face whatever was going on. Sometimes he wouldn’t even talk to me about it. He’d sit and stew about it and then hours or days later he’d come back to me like nothing had happened throwing me for a loop. I didn’t know if that was better or worse than the fighting.

We pulled up at the small airport on the edge of town. Having flown in yesterday morning we were leaving again a mere 24 hours later. Another day another city. I was tired. Last night had been an epic show, the crowd electric and Elvis a God amongst men. I’d seen the same show every night for the past ten days and every night it was better. I loved seeing him on that stage. Electrifying. Tantalising.

Though this morning was a completely different kettle of fish. After the show, I’d been shepherded back to the hotel, alone, which had left me not knowing if I were coming or going. If I weren’t allowed to stick around it meant Elvis was up to something or something was up with me. When I returned to the room I sat up waiting for him to come back but he never did. Eventually, around 4 am, he entered the room and slipped into the bed beside me but before I could turn around and say anything to him he was snoring tuckered out from the show, what he’d been doing afterwards or something Dr Nick had no doubt cooked up for him to get him to drop off as soon as his head hit the pillow.

And when I woke up he was gone. I sighed and climbed out of bed getting myself ready for the day. I grabbed my cases and headed downstairs handing them to the man loading them all up into the convoy of cars we had. That was the first time I clapped on eyes on him properly since the show last night. He was talking to Charlie, laughing about something, but his smile disappeared as he saw me causing a shiver to run down my spine. So I was right, it was me. The problem was I didn’t know what I’d done wrong. He was often like this. When he got annoyed he’d go moody and silent. Whoever it was directed at would either get a tongue lashing pretty soon after or they’d have to figure out what they’d done wrong which wasn’t always an easy task.

I decided to ignore it. He was mid-conversation anyway and it wouldn’t seem that odd if I didn’t interrupt them. Instead, I headed around to where the girls from the sweet inspirations were waiting for our ride. We chatted for a bit before we were led out to our vehicles and I was forced to leave the girls and get into the car with Elvis and the boys. He allowed me to sit next to him, he even threw his arm behind me on the seat but it never touched my shoulders.

As we pulled up to the jet people clambered to get out of the car, allowing Elvis to lead us up to the jet. He did so, waving to the fans on the other side of the lot screaming for his attention, begging for one last look or wave before he departed their town. The boys and I followed each of them taking a seat on the jet but I stayed standing watching as Elvis headed down to the back of it and into the bedroom.

After a moment, I took a deep breath and headed down to the bedroom, sliding the door open. He looked up as I came in, his jaw set before he turned back to where he was taking his shoes off. I lingered by the door, folding my arms across my chest. He didn’t pay any attention to me and I could feel anger bubbling in my stomach, a feeling that was becoming all too familiar to me.

‘So are you going to tell me what I did or do I have to guess?’ ‘What?’ he said looking up at me with venom. ‘Are you going to tell me why you’re acting like some petulant child? I mean I’m in trouble, right?’ I questioned, ‘for what I don’t know but I’m sure I am.’ ‘You don’t know?’ he scoffed standing up. He came towards me, his jaw tight and a sneer on his face. ‘Honestly?’ I said stepping towards him so we were toe to toe, ‘it could be anything with you these days.’ ‘So I just imagined you and that guy did I?’ he spat. I went to reply but my mind was blank. ‘What are you talking about!?’ ‘Don’t pretend like you don’t know,’ he scoffed pulling back, ‘he was all over you! In the dressing room before the show, can I get you this, do you want me to do this for ya!’ ‘That’s his job!’ I screeched. I was sure everyone would be able to hear us now but I didn’t care. ‘Oh yeah?’ he shouted, ‘was it his job to stand at the side of stage with you? Press his hand on the small of your back as he led you about? Whisper in your ear and make you laugh? Was that also his job?’ ‘We were talking about you! He was a fan of you! He was being nice!’ I said, ‘am I not allowed to speak to a man now? Is that it? Only you? No one but the great Elvis Presley can speak to me! I bet if we played that rule in reverse we’d have a problem, right? If you weren’t allowed to speak to any lil thing in a tight sweater or some cheap piece of ass calling by your hotel room!’

I was screaming now. I hated his jealousy. It tore at me, like claws in my gut every time. How could he doubt me? I loved him so much. He rushed towards me and grabbed me by the face pushing me so I was back against the wood-panelled wall. My heart hammered in my chest. He looked like he wanted to scream at me. Yell obscenities. Instead, he was formulating the words he wanted to say but I got there quicker.

‘I love you,’ I said with a small sad smile though his grip was starting to hurt my face. He pulled back, letting my face out of his grasp. I dropped my gaze trying to stop the tears that had formed in my eyes from falling before I continued quietly, ‘I love you more than anything on this earth and the fact you think I would ever, ever, do that to you hurts me more than you could ever know.’ ‘I just…’ he sighed, ‘I’m out there playing a show and I look out and there you are laughing and joking with some guy. There could be 40,000 in that crowd and I wouldn’t care…so long as you were watching.’

He sat down on the bed rubbing the bridge of his nose and I moved towards him, walking between his legs and tilting his chin up so he’d look at me. He looked tired, deep bags were underneath his eyes and he looked paler than normal.

‘I love you so much,’ I said, ‘I just need you to trust that a little more.’ ‘I do,’ he whispered, ‘I want to…it’s just I see you with guys like him and-’ ‘And nothing. Out of all the time we’ve been together has anyone ever turned my head?’ I said. He shook his head, ‘and that’s never gonna change. I love you.’ ‘I know,’ he said quietly. ‘Good,’ I whispered, pulling his head into my torso and wrapping my arms around him. He clung to me as I stroked his hair, ‘because acting like this…it isn’t good for either of us. It’ll break us from the outside in.’ ‘I know,’ he said sadly.

It hadn’t broken us. I had.

I stopped letting him take me for granted. I left him working through the pain by clinging to the pride that I had done all I could. I had tried my best. That if he wanted me, loved me like he always told me he did he would’ve tried harder. Been a better man.

But right now I didn’t want a better Elvis. I wanted my Elvis. The imperfect Elvis. The one that caused me no end of heartache but also no end of joy. I placed my cup of tea down on the windowsill and wrapped my arms around myself. If I held myself tight enough I could still feel him on my skin. I longed for that tonight.

I longed for him to hold me.

Cuddle me like he used to.

Make the tears I was crying disappear.

But he wasn’t here. I moved to my couch and dropped down into it with a hefty sigh. Grabbing the remote I clicked the TV on listening as the early morning news came on. I hadn’t realised how long I had been up.

‘Good Morning and welcome to your local breakfast news. The date is August 17th 1977 and here are your headlines…’

As I said. The world was different for a lot of people today.

#my writing #elvis x reader #Elvis Movie #elvis presley #austin!elvis #austin!elvis x reader #Elvis Presley Fic #elvis presley x reader #angst #halloween writing challenge #better man #elvis fic #songfic #Halloween #halloween challenge

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enchantinglyjade · 2 years

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Milk & Honey Cast

This is something I found in my drafts, and obviously take this with a grain of salt because the characters can look however you want them to, but just for funzies here's who I would cast to play my Milk & Honey characters.

Read Milk & Honey here

Elvis Presley

Austin (obvi)

Honey James

Jorja Smith

Loretta James

Kellita Smith

Pearl Beau

Jenny Maxwell or Elle Fanning

Charles Beau

Michael Fassbender

Michael

Aldis Hodge

Vickie

Coco Jones

#elvis fanfic #elvis presley #elvis presley fanfiction #elvis presley imagine #austin butler #austin butler fanfic #austin butler imagine #milk & honey #enchantinglyjade #black reader #elvis x black reader #austin butler x black reader #black oc #black fanfiction

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emotionaldashtoons · 2 months

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How my brother and I imagined if both of us created the DCU, here's the superhero cast, supervillain cast coming soon.

Superhero and Supervillain Cast

David Corenswet - Superman

Jensen Ackles - Batman

Eiza González - Wonder Woman

Grant Gustin - The Flash

Alexander Ludwig - Aquaman

Channing Tatum - Green Lantern (Hal Jordan)

Sterling K. Brown - Martian Manhunter (In Mo-Cap)

Xolo Marideuna - Blue Beetle (Jaime Reyes)

Isabela Merced - Hawkgirl (Shayera Hoy)

Meg Donnelly - Supergirl (Just Fancasting!!!)

Hailee Steinfeld - Batgirl

Ben Schwartz - Plastic Man

Zendaya - Bumblebee (Karen Beecher)

Gina Rodriguez - Green Lantern (Jessica Cruz)

Alexandra Daddario - Zatanna

Austin Butler - Green Arrow

Jurnee Smollett - Black Canary

Zachary Levi - Shazam

Aldis Hodge - Hawkman (Carter Hall)

Anthony Carrigan - Metamorpho

Keanu Reeves - John Constantine

Aidan Gallagher - Robin

Bella Thorne - Starfire

Odeya Rush - Raven

Iñaki Godoy - Beast Boy

John Boyega - Cyborg

Chris Pratt - Booster Gold

Timothee Chalamet - Nightwing

Bill Skarsgård - The Joker

Nicholas Hoult - Lex Luthor

Margot Robbie - Harley Quinn

Karen Gillan - Poison Ivy

Jemaine Clement - Toyman

Antony Starr - Reverse Flash

Mehcad Brooks - Black Manta

Diane Kruger - Cheetah

Luke Evans - Sinestro

Colin Farrell - The Penguin

Neil Patrick Harris - The Riddler

Zoë Kravitz - Catwoman

Matthew McConaughey - Two Face

John Cena - Peacemaker

Viola Davis - Amanda Waller

Andy Serkis - Gorilla Grodd (voice)

Djimon Hounsou - Solomon Grundy (In Mo-Cap)

Peter Dinklage - Dr. Psycho

Pedro Pascal - Deathstroke

Wentworth Miller - Captain Cold

Mark Strong - Dr. Sivanna

Jude Law - General Zod

Dwayne Johnson - Black Adam

Ralph Fiennes - Brainiac

Michael Shannon - Black Mask

Dave Bautista - Bane

Sylvester Stallone - King Shark (voice)

Keith David - Darkseid (voice and in mo-cap)

I hope you have a great night!!! Let's hope James Gunn's DCU won't be terrible, it be very freaking strange if it was, but let's go!!!!

#dc universe #james gunn dcu #superman #batman #flash #dc fancast

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pushermania · 3 months

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I should post here more I guess, at least for Zvi... ANYWAY This is Tim Kerr and Friends at the reopening party for NO KINGS BUT US an exhibition of collaborative works by Tim Kerr and Robert Hodge. At Big Medium in Austin. Amazing night...

#Youtube

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indecentpause · 1 year

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Aces In Spades: A Black & Blues Playlist

This playlist is for Sara, Kris, and Austin, my beloved aroace qpr :)

afi - cruise control // onsid - heterosexuality is a construct // girl on fire - not broken // less than jake - all my friends are metalheads // cher loyd feat. becky g - oath // afi - i wanna get a mohawk (but mom won’t let me get one) // reel big fish - i want your girlfriend to be my girlfriend too // owl city - when can i see you again? // blink 182 - going away to college // will jay - never been in love // queen - you’re my best friend // alex day - good morning sunshine // the baseballs - umbrella // douglas hodge - i am what i am // jermaine stewart - we don’t have to take our clothes off // jetty bones - no lover // becca - i’m alive // austin moon - not a love song // i fight dragons - the geeks will inherit the earth // zoey van goey - you told the drunks i knew karate // the aquabats! - hey homie! // skull puppies - d&d and asexuality // barenaked ladies - smile // the mowgli’s - i’m good // mika - emily // the aquabats! - bff! // veronica falls - starry eyes // mo - nights with you // acid house kings- are we lovers or are we friends // the buddy system - platonic pairs // kimya dawson - loose lips // randy newman - you’ve got a friend in me // sabrina carpenter - seamless

[listen here!]

General taglist: @ohsugarfoot @abalonetea @only-book-lovers-left-alive @poore-choice-of-words @leadhelmetcosmonaut @jasperygrace @drippingmoon @viskafrer @thelaughingstag @athenswrites @kaiusvnoir @magic-is-something-we-create @fictionalbullshitter

Black & Blues taglist: @winterandwords @lynnedwardswrites

Let me know if you want to be added or removed from either list!

#writeblr #music #playlist #soundtrack #moodboard #the black and blues #sara quill #austin foster #kris rathmore #ska music #pop music #pop punk music

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talesfromahs · 7 months

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New OC Muses

Jensen Carstairs (AHStories Feral) FC: Joe Keery

Leigh Hagan (AHS Hotel) FC: Alexandria Daddario

Faye Hodges (AHS 1984) FC: Natalie Portman

Alistair Finn (AHS Apocalypse) FC: Austin Butler

Jennifer Lowe (AHS Muder House) FC: Taylor Momsen

Bio's for the new muses are on the muse page.

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kevindaydayiseveryday · 2 years

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Film Reroll: Halloween 3 Epilogue.

You know, I've been relistening to The Film Reroll, as one does, and it has always bugged me that Lynda isn't mentioned in any of the epilogues, so I've written her one. Totally.

Lynda Van Der Klok has never been taken seriously before. She's always treated as dumb and foolish, and after failing in the fight against the totally weird monster, she doesn't really feel any stronger. She woke up in the back of Danny Hodge's car just as the world began to break apart. It was beautiful but terrifying to watch the sky shatter into streaks of black and purple lightening bolts, trees and rocks splitting up from the ground where there was just grass before. The beings that she has somewhat become familiar with in her short time in the underworld appeared almost everywhere. The car's back tire was pierced from a gnarled root that shoved its way through the dirt. Lynda was confused at the sight of the underworld, and upset that the one person who had ever truly taken her seriously had abandoned her.

Austin Cunningham had quickly become her closest friend. During the time that Sam and Laurie had gone away, Lynda had found herself staring at the demon, listening to his long spell and observing his movements closely. Something about him called to her roots, the magic had made her feel closer to the world, and she trusted him immediately. He seemed to have trusted her, too, and during the times when she taught him colloquialism and breathing, he had taught her some things, too. Lynda had never felt love before. Not when she was with Jeff, or any of her other many boyfriends, not really. She thought she had felt it for Laurie at one point in her life, but she soon realized that it was nothing more than the love for a friend. Austin was different, though, so when she woke up to find that he had left without her, a pain struck through her heart. Lynda was alone once again.

She left Danny, Clara and Charlie by themselves in the Underworld, and went off to find her roots. With all the spells from Earth, the Underworld and all the other worlds, there had to be a way for her to reconnect. Her soul was tearing at her body to find a way back to her tree. She looked out of place in the Underworld with her bright green hair and shimmering eyes, but she was supposed to be here more than any of the other millions of people who had been wrenched into it. Most of the people had died in the span of three days, the initial shock of the situation leading to mass hysteria, and most people just weren't able to defend themselves against the hungry beings of the Underworld. Lynda wasn't strong, and if she were back on Earth, she knew she wouldn't be able to survive an attack from any creature, but here, her roots protected her. Every day, her connection to them grew stronger. She could feel the pulsing, totally living ground beneath her in a way that no one else could. She could even feel Austin, miles away from where she stood, hands clenching the dirt, fingers squirming for an answer.

Part of her still wanted to find Laurie, even though she knew her friend was totally dead. There was no possible way that Laurie would ever be able to enter into this world. She was gone forever, along with all of their other friends from high school. Lynda could feel their absence in the dirt. She had been bent over in the dirt, a field of protection surrounding her that she wasn't totally aware of, searching for her roots, for Laurie, for Austin, and for answers. In the early days of the worlds end, Lynda had quickly learned that she wasn't supposed to be alive. The universe she was in wasn't built for her existence, it was built around Sam Loomis and Laurie Strode. Lynda knew exactly where the world had split from the time line it was supposed to be following, and she wanted to know why. If she had died the way she was supposed to, her soul wouldn't be tearing itself up because of her missing roots. The World Tree showed her every possibility, including the ones where Michael Myers was never even a killer.

She kept coming back to Austin Cunningham. The demon was meant to be something for her, she totally knew it, but yet they had totally failed. Maybe they weren't. It was something she had totally decided on her own, when he had picked her up after she'd been attacked, but it still totally felt right. She was supposed to be with him. She totally knew it. As she knelt in the dirt, a person approached her. She totally felt them coming up behind her, but she refused to turn until they began to speak. "I know you. I think I know you. Have we met?" Lynda sighed and undug her hands from the dirt and turned to face Dark Horse. "We totally haven't. Not really. We only saw each other from a distance." "Ah, right, the girl who came out of the portal with the demon and other guy. Who are you in all of this?" Lynda glanced Ariana Valverde up and down, making note of the woman's new found power and strength from her time in the Underworld. "I'm the Roots." "The hell is that supposed to mean?" "What is hell in this world?" Lynda turned back to the dirt as Arianna flopped down next to her. "Seriously. What the fuck are doing?" "I'm trying to totally find my roots." Lynda began to dig her fingers back into the dirt, reaching even further down, and then paused. "You're a part of her, you know. Laurie. You totally are." "Who?" "The girl who the story was totally supposed to follow. Totally." Dark Horse laughed, and the sharp sound echoed in the empty space. "You're totally stupid, aren't you?" Dark Horse asked, laying back in the dirt to look up into the dark sky and tops of dying trees. Lynda scowled and dug further into the world. "I can sense your every form, Dark Horse. From your creator to your name giver, I can see it all in its totality. Totally." "I never gave you my name." "You didn't have to. I've been watching you. I've followed my roots around, and I've seen your role in this story. I totally have. I've seen how you look in the minds of listeners, I've seen how you look in the movies, in the writer's mind, in the minds of billions of people in billions and billions and billions of worlds that would totally hurt your mind to even glimpse at. You might be powerful, but you totally could not handle the type of power that I've totally come to wield." "Who are you?" "In this form? In this world? I'm Lynda Van Der Klock, a small piece of The World Tree. In another, I'm Paulo Quiros, and another, I'm Alec Smith, and another, I'm Chase Daniels, and in yet another, I'm Andy Hoover. I am an infinite fold of characters and people, who all totally reflect who I am here."

Dark Horse rolled over in the dirt onto her stomach. Lynda did everything she could not to look at the terrible woman, choosing to shove her arms further in, the dirt moving away with ease for her until she was well past her elbows in dirt. "Well I'm Dark Horse, though I guess you already knew that, and no matter what other universe you look at, I'm always and forever Dark Horse." "Keep telling yourself those types of lies to try and totally connect yourself into thinking that it all totally matters. Your power totally means nothing. This Underworld totally means nothing. The world was totally always going to end in our particular path. Totally. The only thing that actually totally matters, Dark Horse, is that in the end, the universe that is created by our multitude of universes is filled with stories that interest it." "Totally," Dark Horse murmurs into the dirt, trying to shove her hands into it next to Lynda. The dirt is hard for her, and it does not move to allow her in, and instead it does what it can to keep her from moving past the surface level until she eventually gives up, deciding that she is hitting rock. Her hands move closer to Lynda's spot, which is when Lynda finally looks up at Dark Horse once again. "The earth totally won't move for you. It doesn't totally trust you, and you are not totally a part of it. At least not in the way that I am. Totally." "What're you doing, Lynda Van Der Klock?" "I'm searching. For more answers." "But don't you know everything?" "In this body, I can only glimpse at the answers, I can not totally see everything. My memories of entirety are fleeting but there. I am trying to find a way to connect to it once again. It was the most peaceful state any living being could ever totally feel. Without it, my body is totally wrecked."

With that, Dark Horse stood. "Okay. I want that power. You could totally help me."

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