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frozen austrailia one year since my last show
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New Year, New Me, Same old OCs. Here's a list of my protag OCs/Canon Protags with Headcanon Personalities. Not including Kanto and Johto because I still haven't played those games and my perception of Red is pretty solidly colored by @heavenlysphere's portrayal of him (sorry for tagging you, Maverick) and Alola because I kind of... forgot to make one. I'm also including Protags who serve as rivals if you don't pick them.
Marie "Mare" Lillian Birch: My first ever and longest running Protag OC, she's the protagonist of ORAS and also my fanfic An Account of Rayquaza's Chosen. Short and mad about it she has Aura Powers, allowing her to understand Pokemon, and is the Chosen of Rayquaza meaning Rayquaza likes her a lot and lets her use its power sometimes. Despite being somewhat overpowered, she's limited by her strict moral code and deep well of trauma. Her last name is Birch even though she's the protagonist because Norman is her step-father and her mom is Professor Birch's Sister.
Brendan Birch: A real brat of a boy and Mare's cousin, Brendan is desperate to prove he's better than her at literally anything, something he consistently tries and fails at because, despite claiming to be the best battler in his school, he's really bad at battling. Eventually, he finds enjoyment in something he is good at and actually enjoys and becomes a star Coordinator with the help of Lisia.
Detective Annabelle "Ann" "Dawnbreaker" "Dawn" Berlitz: Sole heir to the Berlitz family fortune and protagonist of Platinum, Ann has an obsession with classic noir style detective stories to the point where her goal in life is to become a Private Detective, much to her parents' chagrin, to the point that she wears a trenchcoat and fedora at all times and has a habit of diving into detective monologues. She goes by the codename Dawnbreaker, shortened to Dawn, because she met Looker and thought the idea of having a codename was really cool and all detectives should have codenames. She is the Chosen of Dialga and uses her powers over time in conjunction with her her partner, Lucas', power over space to solve crimes nobody else can as the Time-Space Detective Agency. It's kinda like Ghost Trick except they can only reverse a death under very specific circumstances.
Detective Lucas "Luca" "Lux" Diamant: An incredibly bright boy from Sandgem town, Lucas shares Ann's interest in Detective stories, gaining a reputation around town as a sort of Encyclopedia Brown-type detective, solving small cases like missing shoes or some kid's con scheme. His intelligence got him tapped by Professor Rowan to be his research assistant, a job he quite enjoys. He goes by the codename Lux for the same reason Ann goes by Dawn. He is the Chosen of Palkia an uses his power over space in conjunction with Ann's power over time to solve cases no one else can. He is also descended from Adaman and consequently is cousins with Calem and Perrin.
Hilda Kyoko: A rough and tumble girl from the streets of Castelia City, Hilda keeps the streets of Castelia safe from unwanted troublemakers (gangs, mafia, Team Plasma, etc) as part of the Castelia City Girls, a band led by Roxie (the band would later move to Virbank City and change its name to Koffing and the Toxics following Hilda's departure and Roxie becoming a Gym Leader, leaving Castelia's protection in the hands of a successor band that took up the band's old name). She is the Hero of Truth and Chosen of Reshiram, revealing the truth about Ghetsis to the world. Her connection to N isn't as strong in this universe since Mare serves as his foil instead so the reason she leaves is to track down an escaped Ghetsis, who she believes to have fled the region. She's also friends with Victini who will occasionally lend her its power when it feels like it.
Hilbert Ashton: An ordinary teenager from Nuvema Town, Hilbert dreams of becoming the very best, like no one ever was. A veritable Pokemon Master, one could say. And the first step on that journey is to become Champion of the Unova Region.
Rosa Florence Annie Bridgewood aka Stella Black aka The Riolu/Lucario Girl: A bubbly, happy-go-lucky teen actress whose breakout role as The RIolu Girl aka Stella Black in the first Brycen-Man film has shot her into the spotlight. She convinces her agent to let her go on a Journey with her friend and rival Hugh as a publicity stunt to promote the upcoming movie "Brycen-Man Strikes Back." As part of the stunt all League battles have to be taken on in-costume and in-character as The Riolu Girl (and later the Lucario Girl when her Lucario evolves), with the Gym Leaders being hyped up as sensational villains (some of them, like Elesa, get super into the role while others, like Cheren, put no effort into trying to sell it at all). Most of her battles against Neo Plasma are also taken on in-costume. She is not a Chosen but is best friends with most Legenaries, gaining the favor of both the Legendary Birds an Legendary Beasts as well Victini, Meloetta, Reshiram, and Zekrom. Even Kyurem likes her and Kyurem doesn't like anyone.
Nathan "Nate" Lumiere: An aspiring Cinematographer, Nate is an intern at Pokestar Studios. He finally gets a chance at making his dream a reality when Rosa asks for him specifically to film her battles against the Gym Leaders.
Calem "Cal" Xavier and Serena "Rena" Yvonne: They are a pair, do not separate. Despite not being related, Calem and Serena refer to eachother as Brother and Sister and share a deep bond, essentially being raised together. Calem is the calm and rational one while Serena is the Chaos Gremlin of the two, leading to much siblingly bickering and teasing. Excelling at Multi-Battles, each sibling can practically read the mind of the other making them a terrifying combination in battle but also meaning any matches they have with eachother always end in a draw. Two of the few Protags to actually become Champion and keep the role, they're referred to as the Twin Champions despite Serena being a year older than Calem. Calem is descended from Adaman, making him cousins with Perrin and Lucas, and Serena is descended from Irida.
Kai Riposte: A fencing prodigy and the protagonist of SwSh, Kai prefers fencing to Pokemon battles, going on a Journey to make sure her friend Hop doesn't get into too much trouble. Originally from Spikemuth, a fact her mom insists they keep secret so the neighbors won't judge, much to her annoyance, she doesn't get the big deal about Dynamaxing and almost never uses her Dynamax band.
Juliana Violeta: A quiet girl who is incapable of using first person pronouns (that's not a metaphor she literally cannot use I, Me, etc), she prefers to simply not speak at all, and when she does speak she keeps it short and concise. Despite all appearances, she's actually very friendly and open to making new friends. Nemona, who does enough talking for the both of them, appoints her as Vice President of the Student Council with Penny as the Treasurer (cause she's good with numbers and the position supplies her with certain privileges the can exploit for the purpose of Operation Starfall) and Arven as the Secretary (because they needed a Secretary and it allowed him and Juliana more time to speak). She bonds with Miraidon.
Florian Escarleta: A boy who is even quieter than Juliana. Unlike her, he prefers to keep to himself, being extremely shy and having difficulty interacting with other people. He is very creative and enjoys telling stories but is too nervous to show them to anyone. He eventually becomes Student Council Stenographer, keeping record of everything that happens in the Student Council Room as well as transcribing Student Council Meetings, revealing a surprising amount of wit on his part that he'd never display verbally. He bonds with Koraidon, an impressive feat since it hates everything.
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On the surface, it’s a story about two friends who have fallen out and taken the falling out to a horrendous extreme. This might be just exactly what the film is about, the cloying and oppressive vibes of being stuck in a small island community whilst actively trying to end a relationship.
Banshees of Inisherin is more like poetry than a novel. It sits, fractal in its metaphor. Split in its subtext. McDonagh places the work in front of you and lets you figure out which of the many elements you relate to most. Maybe it sits one way in your first viewing, and another the next. Maybe it’s not that deep and is just another woeful tale of men unable to communicate with each other. The pride and loneliness that comes packaged in the patriarchy.
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If You'll Be My Bodyguard | Part Seven
If You'll Be My Bodyguard, I Can Be Your Long Lost Pal Masterlist
Summary: Circumstances beyond your control separate you from Austin and leave him vulnerable to attack. The outcome not only results in injury to him and Ari, but a realization of just what you and Austin mean to one another.
Pairing: Austin Butler x Female Bodyguard Reader
Warnings: Language, Mentions of Firearms, Austin Butler Does Not Win the Oscar - Just Like Real Life, Mentions of Reader’s Mother Being Attacked, Mentions of Reader’s Mother Being Injured, Discussion of Parental Mortality, Discussion of Automobile Accident, Discussion of Attempted Homicide With An Automobile, Austin Butler Injury, OC Male Character Injury, Austin Butler Hospitalization, Austin Butler Pain, Austin Butler Recovery, Reader Acting As Caregiver, Home Invasion, Attempted Shooting, Dog Bite to Intruder, Shots Fired, Minor Reader Injury, Allusions to Handcuff Kink, Mature/Explicit Themes [manual stimulation – m/f receiving, oral – m/f receiving, face sitting, sex while injured, multiple orgasms, condom, penetrative sex] – 18+ Only.
Credit: Mark Seliger
Author’s Note: And so we’ve reached the final chapter! Honestly, it is actually two chapters worth of material but I didn’t feel like adding another part of making y’all wait. So, strap in, there’s a lot to come!
Word Count: 8726
You were quite certain you had never seen someone lose more graciously. From desperately clinging to Angela Basset’s hands to surging to his feet to cheer on Brendan Fraser as he made his way to the stage, face wide with excitement for his fellow nominee and now Oscar winner. You were thankful to be standing beneath the shadow of the balcony box above as your heart fell through the floor and you were positive that you looked exactly as crestfallen as you felt.
Taking advantage of the time afforded by Brendan’s acceptance speech, and the Best Picture category, you managed to ruthlessly stomp down your disappointment and assemble your expression into a warm, kind, neutral mask before moving to join Austin once the broadcast came to an end. It took nearly an hour for him to make his way from the auditorium – there were simply that many people who wanted to snag a photo or offer their condolences. When you finally reached the doors, he looked to you and swallowed tightly.
“Let’s just go to Ysabel.” He murmured into your ear, and you nodded, sending Ari a message to meet you around the side, away from the press, to make a quick exit to the Warner Brother’s party.
While the Governor’s Ball would be lavish, with food and drink fit for royalty, it was undeniably biased towards celebrating the winners and you could hardly blame Austin for not wanting to go through that. Especially not when, waiting at the private party were people like Polly, Xavier, Kelvin, and Luke. As the car pulled up, you opened the door for him, looking up to his face as he held out a hand to help you in. You smiled softly and slid in carefully, moving across the backseat to the other side so he could climb in immediately after you. Though he did so chuckling and shaking his head.
“I coulda gone around, you know Betty.” He smirked softly and closed the door against the noise outside, leaning back against the seat as the silence of the car wrapped around the pair of you.
Ari carefully navigated his way to West Hollywood, and you politely watched the darkened streets flow past the window. The outcome of the evening was not sitting well with you. It felt like the wrong ending. Like the writer had made a terrible mistake and it just needed a brutal treatment by an editor. Unfortunately, real life did not work that way.
At the brush of his fingers against yours on the seat between you, you looked to him quickly, swallowing tightly as he took your hand and squeezed tightly.
“Thank you, Betty spaghetti, for helping me make it through the insanity of awards season. I’m sorry we’re not on the winning team tonight…” His voice waivered a bit and your fingers tightened around his. “But we’re on the living team and that’s in no small part to you…”
You shook your head, a touch violently, and took an unsteady breath as your heart clenched in sympathy.
“You have nothing to apologize for, Mr. Butler. What you have accomplished is truly extraordinary…d..did you hear them? Every time a presenter came on stage they referred to them as a nominee…you will forever be Academy Award Nominee Austin Butler. And not to mention Golden Globe Winner Austin Butler, and BAFTA winner Austin Butler, and Virtuoso Award Winner Austin Butler, and whatever Palm Springs gave you…” You trailed off and he gave you a laugh, with tear-filled eyes, as that definitely took some of the power out of your speech. “But regardless, this is just the start. Your opening act.” You nodded firmly and gasped as he pulled you into a crushing embrace, burying his face into the crook of your shoulder.
“Thank you, Betty…I really needed to hear that…” He whispered, voice fragile against your neck and you could feel the undeniable dampness of tears on your skin as you slid your arms around him tightly in return, holding him firmly for as long as he needed to be held.
“You’re welcome” You murmured softly into the expensive fabric of his tuxedo jacket, neither of you aware of the fact that Ari had parked around the corner from the restaurant a good five minutes ago until he politely cleared his throat.
“Sorry to interrupt but I believe a photographer may have spotted us.” He said quietly from the front seat and Austin quickly straightened, wiping at his face.
You pulled back with similar speed, tugging your dress into place before sliding out from the car to walk around the perimeter and open his door. Walking together, he entered the party to a hero’s welcome, which brought a small smile to his face.
Being swarmed by those who had seen firsthand what it had taken to achieve the artistry captured on film for eternity acted as a balm for Austin. You found the tension and concern leaving your own body a little as he relaxed and seemed to enjoy himself. And when Jerry Schilling showed up? Austin’s smile only grew. You had to chew on the inside of your cheek to keep from beaming as they huddled close on a bench in the courtyard, swapping stories and kind words. Austin’s instincts to come here had definitely been correct.
He ate a somewhat proper dinner and once buoyed by their love and support, made his way to you a little over an hour later.
“We should go meet the stylists at the house to get ready for the Vanity Fair party.”
You nodded quickly, having been eyeing the time and trying to wait as long as possible to allow him to soak in as much of their presence as he could.
“Ari is waiting exactly where we left him.”
While he went upstairs to change, you took advantage of the quiet moment to eat some dinner yourself, sitting at the island as you carefully enjoyed some leftovers with a tea towel draped over your chest. Biscuit was dozing at your feet, somewhat used to the odd hours of awards season, but still not entirely awake. The pair of you lifted your heads at the click of his heeled boots on the kitchen tile as he returned now dressed in a treacherously low-cut silk shirt and black suit. You were grateful that you remembered how to swallow the food in your mouth rather than letting it tumble out, slack-jawed. But only just.
“That still smells good, Betty, gimme a bite…” He leaned in and you carefully loaded a forkful before sliding it past his plush lips. You paid far too close attention to the way his perfectly straight, white teeth scraped the food from the metal fork tines before his lips seal shut as he began to chew.
He made the tiniest noise of pleasure and your eyes flicked up to watch his eyelids fall shut as he nodded with enthusiasm.
“We did a really good job on that one…” He smiled once he’d swallowed, squeezing your shoulder as he licked his lips. “I promise I won’t keep you out too late, you must be tired.”
You tugged the tea towel free of your body, not missing the way his eyes flit to the plunge of your dress. His height and your seated position surely giving him an eyeful before he yanked his gaze away forcefully. You slid from the stool to put your dishes in the dishwasher as goosebumps prickled in the wake of his stare.
“We are going to a party for you to have fun and celebrate the fact that this insanity is over. We will stay exactly as long as you would like.” You replied stubbornly and left Biscuit with dinner before leading him out to the car.
In the dark of the vehicle, you retrieved the tube of lipstick the makeup team had left you from your dress pocket and carefully reapplied some, trying to ignore the sensation that he was watching you.
In the ranking of afterparties, this was certainly the most press intense. There was also a rather breathless moment where Austin’s ex-girlfriend happened past him while he was in conversation with Sharon Stone. Mercifully, everyone did an excellent job of playing blind and after an assault of photography flash and shouted commands, you were inside the party.
There was mixing, mingling, drinking, and nibbling. Kate, Baz, Catherine and some of the Elvis cast also appeared. At one point Austin was pulled aside to have some photos taken by Mark Seliger. There was no shortage of toasts in his name, and when Brendan Fraser arrived he immediately sought Austin out to hug him close. Smiling fondly, you felt your phone begin to vibrate in your pocket and rolled your eyes playfully thinking Maddie was going on another tirade. Given the time, she really ought to be in bed.
You could barely contain your confusion when your father’s name displayed on the screen and felt a cold trickle of panic drip down your spine to settle in the pit of your stomach. Your father never called. Let alone in the middle of the night. You forcefully pushed the answer call button and lifted the phone to your ear, eyes casting about for somewhere quieter but also flicking back to Austin – torn between the urgency of this call and the importance of your duties.
“Hey dad, I…What’s up?” You found yourself half-shouting as you cupped the bottom of the phone to hopefully capture as much of your voice as possible.
Only select words were audible above the din of the crowd and the throb of the bass from the music.
“….mother….town….mugged….hospital….ok….”
Austin was making his way over to you excitedly talking about a private island in the Bahamas that someone had offered for him to relax upon as you felt all the blood drain from your face and extremities, the snippets of your father’s words making your hands clammy and shaky.
“Daddy, just wait I can’t…” You glanced around frantically now, vaguely registering the change in Austin’s countenance.
His arms wrapped around you, hands gripping your hips as he easily navigated through the crowd to lead you out onto the patio. He did not stop walking until he reached the very edge of the party and continued to shield your body from the curious glances of the other attendees you had passed, caging you against the fence as you could at last hear yourself think.
“I’m outside now, what happened?” You tried again, feeling yourself swaying a little on your feet as he relayed the full story of some local troubled youths who had decided to mug your mother and her friends on their monthly night at the theatre in town.
You clutched at the lapel of Austin’s jacket, desperate for some stability as the entire universe seemed to be off kilter.
“Your mother’s friend, Cynthia, well she fought back and it…didn’t end well. Everyone is…well they’re hurt but the hospital discharged them all same day, today…well tonight.” You could hear the exhaustion in his voice. “She’s just gone up to bed, told me not to call you but…”
You shook your head quickly and swallowed roughly, trying to find your voice.
“No, no thank you for calling me I…she’s really going to be ok?” You asked quietly, feeling all of six-years-old despite the fact that you were standing in a gown at the Vanity Fair Oscar’s After Party wrapped up in Austin Butler’s protective embrace. “I…tell her I love her ok, Dad? I’ll…I’ll talk to my boss…No I…Dad. Dad, I want to see you guys I…thank you for calling. Love you too. Bye.”
You let the phone drop from your ear but made no move to stand fully, rather preferring to hide against Austin’s chest and ignore the outside revelry for as long as possible. You leaned into him, the crown of your head settling against the hollow of his throat as his arms slid around you fully, supporting you more than you would care to admit as you tried to take steady breaths.
“Betty, I would like to give you time, I just need to know you’re not going to keel over on me here…” He murmured gently into your ear. You nodded quickly, rocking back on your heels and straightening so quickly he looked briefly startled before resuming a patient and supportive expression.
“Some little shits decided to jump my mom and her friends on their way home from a play tonight.” Your gaze was unfocused as you were picturing the faces of the known delinquents.
“Oh Betty…” His voice broke as he gripped your shoulders tightly to help steady you on your feet.
“My mom…she’s not like me, she’s a lady. She does lady things like get her nails done, and bake, and go to the spa and the theatre and…This is not how tonight was supposed to go. She was supposed to have fun with her friends watching some local people do a Tennessee Williams play and get a little tipsy and come home….and you were supposed to win because you deserve it so much. You put everything in that role, which was incredible by the way” you dropped the wall of professionalism for the first time, “and you’ve dragged your ass around in this dog and pony show, performing tricks for them for weeks only for them to give it to the other guy and now here you are putting on a brave face and watching me fall apart at an after party…” Your cheeks were wet and you’d started sniffling somewhere in the middle of your tirade against awards season, though you weren’t quite sure when.
“Oh, my darling Betty…sweet Betty spaghetti don’t waste your anger on this frivolity. We’ve spent months on this empty preening for golden statutes and here you are staring down the things that really matter and you’re spilling your priceless tears over me…” his hands cupped the sides of your head gently as his thumbs swiped at each traitorous tear that stole down your cheek. “Let’s get you home, ok?”
You gripped his wrists and looked up to him, brow furrowing.
“But I’m ruining your night…” You protested weakly as he shook his head.
“You’re reminding me of what really matters, come on.” He slid his arm around your shoulders protectively, guiding you back through the crowd of attendees.
You kept your head low, certain your makeup must be ruined, arranging for Ari to meet you at the side door. Austin helped you into the car and pulled out his own phone once you were settled.
“You find a way home, I’ll call Scott.”
You looked to him startled.
“Like…right now? I meant…I meant once you were on your vacation or something…”
“Now, Betty. You’re going home, home. Now.” He nodded firmly and dialed Scott before you could utter another word in protest.
Swallowing tightly, you pulled out your phone to make travel arrangements to get home as soon as possible. He went upstairs to change when you arrived back at his house, and you went into his office to pack but he found you fifteen minutes later, still standing in the doorway dressed in your gown, staring at your empty suitcase open on the bed.
“C’mere…” He said gently and pulled you close into the soft hoodie he now wore. “Facing the mortality of our parents is a truly foundation-shaking experience.” He murmured into your hair, and you nodded speechlessly.
He helped you fill your suitcase with some clothes and useful things, sending you to the washroom to change into something more practical for travel. You wiped the makeup from your face and blew your nose a few times before collecting your things.
“Are you sure about this, Austin? I could always delay…”
He cut you off with a shake of his head, gently pressing his lips to your cheek.
“I’ll be fine, you go take care of your family.”
In your fragile state, you had been easily seduced by his words of comfort. Fooled into believing that, despite all evidence to the contrary, he would be perfectly fine in your absence. That there wasn’t a psychologically unstable woman out there hellbent on killing him for the spiritual transgressions she so strongly believed he had committed.
It had been the right thing, for you personally, to go home. It felt good to be in the embrace of family, to gather with the people you loved and support one another after such a scare. It had admittedly been far too long since you had been home, regardless, and you made a vow to not let it be so long in the future. On Wednesday, Maddie and her mother came by with a casserole and you took is to the kitchen to allow them a chance to visit with your parents – to let them relax in the living room.
The shot of the coastal highway on the TV screen in the corner of the kitchen caught your eye as you began to assemble a salad to balance the richness of the casserole. It screamed for your attention, despite its anonymous, sundrenched beauty. Grasping the salad bowl tightly, you reached out to turn up the volume, your eyes skating over the variety of emergency vehicles assembled at the scene…the automotive debris scattered across the asphalt. That’s when his name splashed across the screen.
Austin Butler in Critical Condition
“The award-winning actor was transported by rescue helicopter to Cedars-Sinai Medical Centre where he is listed in critical condition. His driver was taken by ambulance to a nearby hospital in stable condition. The female driver of the vehicle suspected of running him off the road was pronounced dead at the scene. The FBI is now confirming that she was their primary suspect in a string a threatening letters sent to the actor…”
You had not even noticed the heirloom crystal bowl slide from your fingers and shatter against the kitchen tile until Maddie called your name sharply from the doorway. You glanced down through rapidly blurring eyes and swore thickly, crouching down to quickly pick up the scattered shards. Shock had stolen all sensation from your fingertips, the countless nicks on your skin marked only by red blossoms of blood.
“What the fuck are you doing?!” Maddie shouted and yanked you back at which point you collapsed against her sobbing. You had failed him. You had left for selfish personal reasons and now he was clinging to life alone in a hospital room.
Several Band-Aids and a cup of tea later, you were once again packing your suitcase. The gut-wrenching reaction to his accident had equalled that you’d felt for your own mother. And was hanging around like a bad penny, filling you to the brim with nervous energy. There was no possible way you could deny what Austin meant to you any longer. You would only be lying to yourself. To him. And he deserved better than that.
“You’re gonna make it to LA ok?” Maddie asked quietly as she zipped up your suitcase and you sighed heavily.
“I’ll do my best, Mads…thank you…” You hugged her tightly before saying proper farewells to your parents and heading out.
It was well past visiting hours when you arrived at the hospital, but you’d called Scott on the way and he was there waiting to lead you up to Austin’s hospital room.
“He’s been upgraded to stable condition, you’ll be relieved to know.” He informed you as the doors to the elevator closed.
“Scott I’m so sorry I…” You looked to him as you rose floor by floor.
He looked to you startled.
“What on earth…sorry you weren’t there to get hurt? There’s nothing you could have done to prevent this. Nothing you could have done in that car but increase the list of injured or worse. Thank hell you weren’t there…How’s your mom?” He asked quickly and you smiled just the hint of a smile.
“So much better…I…it was good to see her.”
“Good.” He nodded firmly and led you to the room where an armed police officer watched the door. He introduced you to the man as Austin’s bodyguard, all pretense now dropped in light of the story having gone public since the accident, and quietly led you into the room where Austin lay. “I’ll leave you to it…” He whispered and nodded before stepping out.
Because the unit was a higher level of care, the door remained open to the nursing station to allow them to keep an eye on him, but he otherwise had the spacious room to himself. The bed and monitoring equipment only served to make him look small. You pressed your fingers to your lips, trying to smother your shaking breaths as they seemed to thunder in the otherwise quiet room. The only other sound was the beeping of his heart rate monitor – reassuringly steady.
Your eyes scanned across his face and down his body, taking stock of marks that would bruise and numerous abrasions. The image of him beneath the stark white, antiseptic blankets began to blur and you sealed your hand over your mouth as you tried to focus on the expanse of the city lights out the window beside him, tried to regain your composure, when you heard him rasp your name.
You moved closer to the head of the bed, leaning in to see his eyes made glassy from pain medication trying to focus on your face.
“Austin, I’m here…” He reached out with his left hand and you took it carefully, trying to wipe your tears away quickly with your other.
“Oh Betty, there you go wastin’ those tears again…” He murmured and you couldn’t help but laugh.
He chuckled briefly before wincing with a groan and you frowned deeply.
“Jus’ some broken ribs, I’ll be all right…”
“Shit…I shoulda been there Austin…I’m so sorry…” You whispered, fresh tears spilling from your eyes.
He reached with his free hand, grunting in pain as he wiped at your face, only making your lip wobble, sobs building in your throat.
“I have to resign.” You choked out suddenly and his eyes flashed to your face.
“What jus’ because you weren’t here?!” He asked incredulously, words slightly slurred.
Shaking your head, you took a deep, fortifying breath.
“I’ve gone and done something I shouldn’t.” You whispered.
His brow furrowed as he looked at you quizzically.
“I’ve fallen in love with the client.” You confessed, holding your breath as you were only brave enough to risk glances at his face before looking back for your entwined hands.
“Oh, thank god” he exhaled after what felt like an eternity and released your hand, cupping the back of your neck to pull you close.
You braced your hands on other side of the hospital bed, not wanting to jostle him, to cause him any pain, as you brushed your lips against his gently.
“You’d better give me a better kiss than that…” He teased, mouth moving against yours as he held you stubbornly close.
“I don’t want to hurt you, Austin…” You protested, feeling the rough edges of the abraded side of lips against your own.
“I’ve been dyin’ to kiss ya since you threw Marwan into the floor in Palm Springs…please….” He whispered.
“How much medication have you had…” You hissed, half playful, half mortified, still hovering above his lips.
He whined your name, completely washing away the last of your resolve and you slotted your mouth against his firmly, shifting your weight onto one hand to slide the other into his hair on the uninjured side of his face. He hummed against your lips eagerly, fingers curling into the skin at the base of your neck as his lips moved against yours needily. You sighed deeply, warmth spreading through your entire body, until a politely rapping on the door frame had you quickly pulling back from his lips.
“So sorry to interrupt…” The nurse could barely contain her grin as she came in to check Austin over, noting his vitals in his electronic chart, before leaving you two alone.
“Guess I don’t get a vacation…” He pouted playfully and you shook your head, pulling up a chair to settle at the head of his bed.
“One day at a time, Austin…Let’s get you home first, ok? And for that to happen, you need to sleep…” You smoothed his brow with your thumb, fingertips stroking his curls.
“Just wanted to go to the beach while the groomers got Biscuit ready for our trip…the car came outta nowhere…They said Ari is ok, he’s really ok, right?” He rambled sleepily.
“Yes, at a hospital in Santa Barbara, stable just like you.” You reassured him gently.
“You’ll be here when I wake up…? You’ll stay?” He whispered with open fragility.
“Yes, I’ll be right here Austin…rest…”
“Love you, too…” He breathed.
You smiled softly as he closed his eyes, quickly falling asleep, clinging to your other hand.
Sleeping in a chair with your hand trapped in his grip was hardly comfortable, nor were the frequent interruptions by the nurses to check his vitals and administer frequent cognitive tests – you surmised the reason was a concussion he had neglected to share with you, restful. But there was honestly no other place in the entire world you would have rather been. Daylight brought the arrival of his father and you moved to step out, but Austin insisted you stay.
He held his hand out to you once he’d settled back into the bed following a nurse assisted bathroom trip. You shyly avoided the knowing smile of his father, sliding your fingers through his. The attending physician arrived not long after and delivered the full litany of Austin’s injuries. You clung to his hand silently as his father asked the follow-up questions, doing your utmost to fight back the urge to let the guilt overwhelm you once more.
“We anticipate that Mr. Butler will be able to head home tomorrow but he will absolutely require assistance in his home, including supportive devices, and physiotherapy as he recovers.”
You heard Austin’s father suck the air between his teeth, knowing he had a life and responsibilities of his own back in Arizona while you? Well, you were recently unemployed and more than willing to take the time off to care for the man you loved.
“I’ll be happy to take care of everything.” You swallowed and looked to Austin. “If you’re ok with that?”
He looked to you, face softening.
“I am more than ok with that, you beautiful woman…” He sighed lovingly and lifted your hand to kiss the back of it gently.
“Wonderful, I’ll send in Occupational Therapy to help you prepare for his homecoming.” The physician departed just as Kate appeared, looking fresh off the plane from somewhere tropical. She even smelled of coconut suntan lotion.
Though he was still quite medicated, Kate worked with Austin to determine the loose parameters of a press release before she set up in the corner of the room, calling her team to hammer it out. Austin’s father pulled you into a grateful hug before making a trip to cafeteria for coffee and food for the three of you and you remained at Austin’s side as he still refused to release your hand.
Once everyone was fed, the nurses insisted Austin needed his rest. Kate took Austin’s father home while you met with OT in a nearby conference room, arranging for the necessary items to be delivered. You gave Trey a call to make sure he could let the deliveries in, before creeping back into the room to doze some more in the chair. As visiting hours came to a close, you left a pouting Austin for the night, placating him with the knowledge that you were going to his house to set up for him to come home in the morning.
You were struck by the scent of flowers when you stepped into the house, every surface on the main floor covered in floral arrangements from friends, family, colleagues, and acquaintances. The second thing you noticed was a very enthusiastic Biscuit who was surely very confused and lonely but looked very good from her well-timed trip to the groomer’s.
Austin’s father already had a head start when you arrived, setting up the shower chair and the supportive pillows on the bed. The last thing that had to be done was taking the mattress from the murphy bed in the office to lay on the floor of Austin’s bedroom so that you could be close by to assist him in moving around. You made up the beds with fresh sheets before passing out for the night with Biscuit in your arms, alarm set for six the next morning.
You showered and ate the breakfast that Austin’s father generously prepared for the two of you before you got the discharge call from the nurse. The pair of you headed over in Austin’s car to pick him up, greeted by a beaming, lanky man in a wheelchair whose mood was utter elation at being released. In a group effort, the three of you got him to his feet and into the front seat of the car, buckling him in and closing the door before taking him home.
The next few weeks were entirely devoted to getting Austin well. His father was able to stay for a few days, cooking all the meals and filling the freezer with food. At first, Austin mainly rested, but you insisted he spend some time on the main floor and outside, keeping him moving to avoid any negative complications. His physiotherapy appointments began after a few days and they carefully taped up his ribs which went a long way to improving his comfort level. His bruises slowly transitioned through the rainbow as they healed, and his abrasions smoothed out. The many kisses he insisted upon helped you to confirm this.
Scott arranged for the FBI to present their findings on the case to Austin at home, and the entire team breathed a sigh of relief when it was confirmed that the deceased driver was indeed the woman responsible for the threats and letters. With the case now closed, the contract with Lane Protective Services was ended and you found yourself alone in the house with Austin. His sister, Ashley, made a weekend visit, but on the whole his home was one of peace and solitude. One in which your rather young relationship blossomed.
As his strength increased, you began to take him on short walks with Biscuit, choosing to still carry your firearm. It would take some time, it seemed, for you to shake that habit. On a particularly warm day at the beginning of April, at Austin’s request, you settled out on the pool deck in bathing suits to soak up some sun. You found yourself smiling as you looked over his torso.
“You can barely see your bruises.” You remarked softly, fingers brushing along his side gently, well aware that he still had healing ribs beneath.
“Must be thanks to you, sweet Betty, taking such good care of me…” He grinned, hand grasping your wrist to lift your fingertips to kiss each one.
Your tongue darted out to wet your lips before pulling your lower lip to sink your teeth into it as he pressed his mouth to your palm.
“If my body wasn’t still broken…” He groaned against your skin.
“S…s..sorry.” You apologized quickly, accidentally licking your lips again.
He growled a little and cupped to back of your head, pulling you down for a hungry kiss. His lips had barely pressed against yours before his tongue was licking into your mouth, seeking yours eagerly. Sinking onto your knees on the pool deck, you braced yourself on the arm of the lounger, trying desperately to keep your body weight off of him as he seemed to be sucking the strength from your body, turning your bones into molten metal.
He pulled back with a grunt, gasping for breath as he wasn’t able to hold deep breaths just yet, but immediately moved to trail his lips down your neck, punctuating his kisses with gentle nips of his teeth that had you trembling above him.
“Austin…” You panted. “You gotta be careful…” Your warning was choked off into a moan as he sealed his mouth over your pulse point and began to suck at your skin making your control waiver.
You pushed yourself back from him, chest heaving, terrified as you’d almost crashed into him.
“Come back…” He pouted huskily, licking his lips.
“Austin…fuck I almost fell on you this isn’t safe…” You rasped, voice obviously affected.
You watched as he pulled and chewed at his lips for a moment before carefully pushing himself to sitting and then to standing.
“Come on…” He held out his hand and you took it carefully, following after him suspiciously, but also unable to deny the heat of desire pulsing through your veins.
He made a brief detour to the kitchen, setting up Biscuit with a puzzle toy before taking you upstairs, closing the bedroom door behind you.
“Lay on the bed beside me? Then you can’t fall?”
“What if I move too much?”
“I’ll tell you if it hurts, sweet Betty, I just need to touch you so badly…” He whispered heatedly as he cupped your cheeks, stealing the breath from your lungs, before leaning in to press his lips to yours in a scorching kiss that easily erased any and all reason from your mind.
He carefully walked you over to the bed, sliding up onto the pile of pillows, looking back to you expectantly once he was settled. You gingerly crawled onto the bed next to him, laying on your side as you shifted closer until you were within his reach. He pulled you close, mouth latching onto your neck once more, pulling another ragged moan from your throat as one hand came to knead at your hip and butt cheek.
Moving slowly, you slid your leg over his, giving him ample time to protest in pain before your thigh pressed against the growing bulge between his thighs. When no outcry of pain reached our ears, only a shuddering sigh against your damp skin that sent goosebumps racing down your neck, you applied subtle pressure and friction, pleased when his lips crashed into yours once more. Burying one hand into his golden curls, you allowed the other to skim down the muscles of his chest and abdomen, tracing the hard planes beneath his smooth, soft skin.
You felt his hand shift to cup between your legs, your hips bucking into his touch involuntarily as he stroked at your folds through the thin fabric of your swimsuit with his long, elegant fingers, confirming your long-suspected hypothesis that he was indeed very good with his hands. You tore your lips from his to cry out eagerly as his skilled digits pushed aside the inconvenient fabric to touch your bare skin, immediately seeking your sensitive bundle of nerves. His head shifted lower to kiss and nip at your cleavage before huffing against your chest in frustration.
“Can you take off your suit for me?” He pleaded hoarsely, looking up to you with blown pupils, only a tiny ring of blue iris now surrounding them.
Licking your lips you nodded, carefully disentangling your limbs from his to shift back, sliding from the bed to work the suit from your body. You could feel the heat of his gaze as he watched you expose your body, the moisture evaporating from your mouth, making it impossible to swallow as you climbed back onto the bed with him.
“You are unspeakably gorgeous…” He breathed, reaching out to pull you close to him, lavishing kisses along every inch of exposed skin he could now access as his fingers resumed their torment of your clit, the pad of his thumb circling and pressing at your entrance.
“Ahn! Austin!” You whimpered, bending the knee of your top leg and planting your foot between his calves to give him more room to work, admittedly greedy for his touch.
“Sweet girl you’re positively drenched…” He breathed against your breast before sealing his lips around your nipple, sinking a finger into the heat of your cunt.
You wailed and arched against him at the dual assault, fingers tugging at his hair before holding him to your breast needily. Rocking the heel of his hand against your clit, he began to rhythmically work his finger in and out of your heat before adding a second, growling hungrily against your skin at the eager gush of arousal your body rewarded him with. He withdrew his hand from between your legs, making you whimper at the loss, eyes flashing open only to be treated to the sight of him devouring every drop of your nectar from his hand.
“Oh, please I need to taste you…” He pleaded, hooded eyes burning into yours. “Can you get above me?”
You did not need a second invitation. With legs like jelly, it was more challenging than first anticipated, but with the assistance of the frame around the top of the bed you were able to kneel on the pillows on either side of his head before sinking down onto his eagerly waiting mouth. He barely gave you a moment to breathe before his wicked tongue was working through your folds, his lips slurping up your arousal, filling the room with an obscene mixture of noise as you moaned helplessly. He suckled at your clit before burying the pointed length of his tongue deep into your cunt, hooking his good arm over your hip to pull you down and encourage you to grind your bundle of nerves against his nose as he rocked his head from side to side. You pressed your face into your bicep as your thighs began to shake, eyes clenching shut as you could feel yourself just on the precipice.
One hand moved to cup your breast, massaging and pinching at your nipple as you gave in and rocked dock against Austin’s face, earning a deep moan from the man below you. The vibrations ricocheted through your body and sent you surging forward, tumbling into your release with a harsh cry of his name. Slumping forward against the wall, wave after wave of shuddering pleasure flowed through your body as you felt him avidly lap up all your body had to offer until you had to pull back, climb off him, as it was just too much – you were too sensitive.
Settling onto the mattress beside him, you leaned in to kiss Austin warmly, giggling a little at his face was soaked. He just grinned at you proudly. Rolling over, you found some tissues on the nightstand and gently wiped at his cheeks and chin before tossing them into the bin on the floor beside him, the prominent outline of his hard cock beneath his swim trunks catching your eye.
“Would you like some assistance with this?” You asked, sitting at his hip and running your fingers along the waistband of his suit.
His teeth sunk into the plush pink of his lower lip as he nodded, and you worked together to slide the bathing suit off his hips and down his legs. It was not the first time you had seen him naked – you had been helping him shower, towel off, and change since his return from the hospital, but this was different. And not just because his sizable length lay hard and angry against his abdomen. The intention set the tone, this was about pleasure, and you allowed yourself to enjoy the full expanse of his sun-kissed, freckled skin.
“Unspeakably gorgeous, was it?” You breathed and reached up to cup the tip of his length, collecting the precum that pooled there before wrapping your fingers around him, stroking his cock and delighting in the way it made the muscles of his abdomen flutter.
“Oh fuck…” He hissed, writhing against the duvet.
Licking your lips, you slithered down onto your stomach, planting an elbow between his legs and laying your chest across his uninjured hip as you licked a broad stripe from base to tip, grinning as his hips jerked towards your mouth. His whimper reminded you to be merciful and you gently began to sink your mouth down onto him, taking as much of his cock as this angle would allow, leaving your lips parted to allow your saliva to flow freely over his rest of his length and further down between his thighs.
He moaned your name as you wrapped your hand around the base of him before you began to work up and down, hollowing your cheeks and tracing the prominent vein on the underside of his cock with your tongue. He whimpered and rambled, fingers gripping the back of your head. You hummed in sympathy, and he writhed beneath you, length twitching against your tongue.
“Please! Oh, please get back up here I wanna kiss you when I cum, wanna pretend I’m inside you…” He pleaded and you pulled back, releasing his cock from your mouth with a pop, before laying on your side.
His lips crashed against yours as you slid your leg over his, hand resuming the rhythm of your mouth. His hand gripped your ass and his hips rocked in time with the strokes of your fist. You found yourself grinding your still-damp core against his thigh, earning a ragged groan against your lips.
“Gonna…gonna…” He panted and you opened your eyes to take in as much of his face as he could, his breath panting into your open mouth before he gave a sharp cry and spilled his climax against his stomach as you continued to gently stroke his length to prolong his pleasure.
As the tension left his body, allowing him to sink into the mattress, you kissed the corner of his mouth softly and retrieved a warm washcloth to clean him up. You helped him into his pajamas, frowning as he gave tiny hisses of pain, but the lopsided grin never left his lips.
A pathetic awooo from the hallway alerted you to the fact that Biscuit was well finished with her puzzle toy and now aware of her locked-out status. You quickly slid on your own pajamas before scooping her up from the doorway to settle her at Austin’s good hip to allow the pair to settle in for an afternoon nap.
He only continued to get stronger as his bones and ligaments healed, yourself and Biscuit joining him in bed nightly by the end of April. And while creative solutions were keeping the pair of you satisfied enough, when Austin’s physician finally cleared him for more strenuous activity, both of you admittedly had the same thought.
The evening began innocently enough, with a nice dinner the two of you made together, with a delicious wine now that Austin was no longer on pain medication. You talked for hours, still in the beginning stages of your relationship where there was more to discover about one another, before cleaning up the kitchen. Yet it ended with you on your back, legs hanging off the side of the mattress, propped up on your elbows as you salaciously watched him indulgently stroke his cock a few times before carefully rolling the condom down his length.
Chest heaving, cunt throbbing from the orgasm he had just wrung from you and the promise of him inside you at last, you chewed your lip impatiently.
“Don’t you go damaging those plush pretty lips, sweet Betty, I like kissing them far too much.” He leaned down carefully to prove his point, the wet muscle of his tongue twining with yours until you were both humming with need.
He straightened, guiding your hips to the very edge of the bed before sliding his length through the slick of your folds, gathering as much as possible while teasing your clit before shifting to slowly begin sinking into your wet heat. Your eyes rolled back in your head as you dropped back onto the mattress, keening softly as you gripped his wrists while he stretched and filled you impossibly full.
“Oh my…fuck you feel so good…” He hissed above you, his fingers curling into the flesh of your hips.
“Oh yes…” You panted in return, rocking your hips against his experimentally, a chorus of moans falling from both of your lips.
It was all the motivation he needed to pull his hips back before immediately sinking back into your demanding warmth. And while you wished he were closer, wished you could be wrapped up in his arms, it was amazing to finally feel so connected to him, completed by him.
“Austin!” You exclaimed, too overwhelmed to put the emotions swirling in your chest into more words beyond his name.
“I know….I know…” He panted between thrusts. “I love…you too…” He moaned your name raggedly and rocked harder, thrust faster, pushing you ever closer to release.
“Love…you…” You whimpered in return, feeling your walls starting to clamp down around him.
“Oh, fuck yes…” He quickly reached for your clit, circling it in a way that he knew after weeks of practice would make you cum, and growled happily as you did just that, scratching at his forearms a little as you clenched around his length through wave after wave of climax. “Yes!” He barked out triumphantly before thrusting erratically once, twice more, joining you in release.
You could feel him sway on his feet, recognizing that though the position had kept pressure and impact from his body it had demanded tremendous physical effort of him. You quickly shifted back to slide his length from you before guiding him to sit on the bed. Peppering his face with kisses, you rid him of the condom and then helped him into his pajamas, noticing the winces.
“Would you like heat or cold for that?” You frowned, guiding him to lay down.
“Heat please…” He sighed a little. “So worth it though…” he smirked, and you rolled your eyes playfully before kissing him gently.
“Well, it’s a good thing I left the mattress on the floor. Biscuit and I will let you have the bed tonight.” You teased before getting him some over-the-counter pain killers and a heating pad.
Tucking away the stairs that helped Biscuit access the bed, you and the dog curled up on the mattress on the floor beside him, kissing the tips of his fingers as he dropped his hand down while wishing you a good night before his slow, steady breaths filled the room.
Biscuit’s low growl startled you awake some hours later and you lay perfectly still, trying to locate the source of her upset. The less-than-subtle sound of footsteps thundering up the stairs not seconds later provided you with a very clear answer and had you surging to your feet. Your firearm was locked in a small safe on the other side of the bed and based on the speed of the approaching intruder in the hallway, you did not have time. You shook Austin awake as you launched yourself over the foot of the bed just before the door flew open, the metal of a gun barrel flashing in the glow of the streetlights from the hallway.
You surged up, under the intruder’s arm to push the muzzle upwards as he pulled the trigger, sending the bullet into the ceiling in a shower of drywall and paint chips. Biscuit was barking at a ferocious pitch you had never before heard as you struggled with the shadowy figure’s bulk, trying to wrestle the gun free. Another shot was directed into the hardwood floor before you were able to claw the gun from his hand. His elbow snapped back, slamming into your nose with a sickening crunch. A gush of warmth down your face and the coppery tang of blood filled your mouth – an oddly nostalgic sensation that took you right back to a Judo match.
The intruder let out a sudden wail and jerked back, and you felt something fluffy dart past your legs. Biscuit had scored one for the home team. The gun now fully in your grasp, you threw it into the ensuite bathroom before taking down the freshly bitten man with a Judo throw while he was distracted by the pain. You knelt in the middle of his back, pinning his arms behind him.
“Austin, I need something to tie him!” You cried out, listening to his footfalls as he made his way from the ensuite, where he must have been hiding, to the nightstand, and then over to the foot of the bed where you were.
He procured a pair of silver handcuffs and you looked to him in slight disbelief, before gesturing with your head for him to secure the assailant’s hands.
“I’m going to put him in the chair, don’t want to compromise his airway any longer….he’s probably going to say terrible things…”
“I’m ready, Betty.” Austin said through gritted teeth and you hauled the incapacitated man to his feet before forcing him down onto the chair of the built-in makeup stand that Austin’s former girlfriend had designed. “Turn on the lights?”
Everyone blinked rapidly to adjust to the sudden brightness, and you swore under your breath as you recognized the dog-walking, brick-throwing, psychopath-loving man who was supposed to be in prison in Santa Barbara.
“Gabriel.” You muttered in shock.
“You fucking godless whore bitch!” He spit at you and you didn’t bother moving, not wanting to loosen your grip on him.
You had Austin call the police on speaker phone while you strapped the man to the chair with a series of belts, as he continued to spew hate and vitriol at both you and Austin.
“Betty you’re bleeding…” Austin whispered at one point, trying to wipe at your face.
“Later…” You whispered back, not wanting to take an eye off the man.
“The love of my life is dead because of the two of you! She was a righteous woman! How is she dead and the two of you are alive! You do not deserve to walk this earth!”
The police, thankfully, showed up rather quickly and took the man back into custody. They collected the man’s firearm from the ensuite, as well the bullets from the floor and ceiling, before taking your statements and assuring you that these charges would keep the man locked up for a much longer time than throwing bricks.
You allowed Austin to pull you into the bathroom once they’d left, sitting on the counter patiently as he gently cleaned the blood from your face before testing your nose.
“I don’t think it’s broken…”
You shook your head carefully.
“Just a solid whack. I’ll have a nice pair of black eyes tomorrow, most likely.”
He frowned deeply and kissed your forehead.
“Oh, Betty I’m so sorry…”
“I’m not. That bastard deserved worse than Biscuit gave him…We should get her some extra treats.” You smiled weakly as he snorted into your hair.
“I’m going to get the ice and then the three of us are booking that damn vacation to an island far away. Deal?”
You nodded your acquiescence and it was less that thirty-six hours from the time you confirmed the booking, snuggled up against him with an ice pack pressed against your face, to the time you were sitting on a private island in the Bahamas. Biscuit was darting back and forth between you on the sand, chasing a tiny crab, making the pair of you laugh.
“Terrifying little guard dog…” Austin smirked and shifted to sit next to you, sliding an arm around your waist.
“Invaluable asset, she is.” You nodded with a grin; your black eyes hidden beneath a pair of sunglasses.
“Betty spaghetti, I love you, you know that?” He kissed your temple, making you smile softly.
“Yes, I do, Mr. Butler.” You grinned. “Love you, too Austin.” You pulled him in for a kiss.
“I’ve been meaning to ask though…” You smirked when he eventually pulled back to allow you both a chance to catch your breath and he raised a curious eyebrow. “…about those handcuffs in your nightstand…”
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#austin butler x reader#austin butler#austin butler x you#austin butler x y/n#austin butler x fem!reader#austin butler fic#austin butler imagine#blurredcolour
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"Pre-release media for Pokémon Omega Ruby and Alpha Sapphire, including the Special Demo Version, referred to Brendan as "Orlando""
"Pre-release media referred to Calem as "Xavier""
"Pre-release media referred to Serena as "Yvonne""
ahhhh..i see now...i see.....
#pokemon oras#pokemon xy#sorry for thinking orlando would be a more fun name than brendan but like. it is.#ANYWAYS ILL SHUT UP ABOUT THIS NOW. SORRYYYY
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About a week ago, I posted a WIP graphic that represented a bunch of the Apollo kids (mostly ocs but including canon) using their camp necklaces. At the time, it went back to only kids that were in camp when Will was, but that’s now been expanded as far back as all the kids Lee ever knew!
Another change is the post-TOA year bead; originally I had a design for The Sun and the Stars, but as that book’s looking more and more like it’s taking place the same summer as TON and therefore won’t have its own bead, I’ve replaced it with a new design!
As always, bead designs are free to borrow with credit, but please don’t use my ocs’ names! (You are, however, welcome to use the full names I’ve assigned to Yan, Jerry and Gracie, once again with credit).
Questions about the beads or the ocs or canon kids are all very welcome!
I’ll list their names properly under the cut in case the graphic’s a bit hard to read, as well as preferred names if different, pronouns and nationalities! Head counsellors are also indicated, and whether they’re an oc, named canon character, or unnamed canon character.
All are listed in order of arrival at camp.
Kim Ha-Yoon // 김 하윤 (she/her); South Korean (*head counsellor) - oc
Kelly Boyd (she/her); Irish - oc
Ray Strickland (he/him); American - oc
Aarohi Sengupta // আরহী সেনগুপ্ত (she/her); Indian/Bengali - oc
Owen Bell (he/him); American - oc
Lasse Åkerström (he/him); Swedish - oc
Elizabeth “Lizzy” White (she/her); American (*head counsellor) - oc
Gabriel Moss (he/him); American - oc
Mitchell “Mitch” Green (he/him); Canadian - oc
Gilbert “Gil” Weeks (he/him); American - oc
Michelle Best (she/her); American - oc
Lauren Best (she/her); American - oc
Emily Teague (she/her); American (*head counsellor) - oc
Baird McNeilly (he/him); Scottish - oc
Clara Wolff (she/her); German - oc
Lyam Pastrana (he/him); Puerto Rican - oc
Ceridwen “Ceri” Priddy (she/her); Welsh - oc
Lee Fletcher (he/him); American (*head counsellor) - named canon
Yvonne Calvert (she/her); Canadian - oc
Laura Piper (she/her); American - oc
Melody York (she/her); American - oc
Helen Sangster (she/her); American - oc
Brendan Howard (he/him); Canadian - oc
Reece Gold (he/him); American - oc
Bran Thrussell (he/him); American - oc
Daisy Teague (she/her); American - oc
Michael Yew (he/him); American (*head counsellor) - named canon
Lear Howard (he/him); Canadian - oc
Lawrence Hunter (he/him); Canadian - oc
Dawn Harper (she/her); American - oc
Phoebe Buckley (she/her); American - oc
William “Will” Solace (he/him); American (*head counsellor) - named canon
Morton Shepherd (he/him); American - oc
Robyn Archer (she/her); American - oc
Xavier Campara (he/him); Spanish - oc
Joy Norris (she/her); American - oc
Alice Tuner (she/her); American - oc
Nye Rimmer (he/him); American - oc
Sally Farmer (she/her); American - oc
Elias Robinson (he/him); American - oc
Nathan Lister (he/him); American - unnamed canon
Tristan “Tris” Barnes (he/him); Canadian - oc
Samson “Sam” Clair (he/him); American - oc
Austin Lake (he/him); American - named canon
Kayla Knowles (she/her); Canadian - named canon
Raphael Diego (he/him); Mexican - oc
Emma Bard (she/her); American - oc
Cheung Yan // 张焰 (they/them); Chinese/Hong-Kong - (half-)named canon
Jeremy “Jerry” Allen (he/him); English - (half-)named canon
Gracie Crowe (she/her); American - (half-)named canon
Merida Stringer (she/her); Scottish - oc
Robin Stringer (he/him); Scottish - oc
(a huge thanks to @burning-moths, their unnamed friend, and @ferodactyl for helping me with Ha-Yoon, Aarohi and Yan’s names and being general sensitivity checkers. Of course, any persisting mistakes are all on me, not them!)
#percy jackson and the olympians#riordanverse#riordanverse oc#rrverse#riordanverse fanart#rrverse fanart#rrverse oc#pjo#pjo fanart#pjo oc#hoo#heroes of olympus#hoo fanart#heroes of olympus fanart#hoo oc#trials of apollo#toa#toa fanart#toa oc#tsari's art#original characters
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It’s October! The month in which I watch even more horror movies than usual. Each year I tend to have a theme to help narrow down what to watch. So far I’ve done Zombie Films, Werewolf Films, Vampire Films, Slasher Films and Ghost Films. This year’s theme will be Cosmic/Eldritch Horror (or as most know it as Lovecraftian Horror.
This list isn’t going to contain every film in the world that is base on H.P. Lovecraft's works, have elements of it or is inspired by it. These are just the ones that I liked the most (that doesn't necessary mean they're all good though) and would recommend to others if they’re interested in this subgenre. So, in no particular order check out these films...
In the Mouth of Madness (1994) -- is an American supernatural horror film directed and scored by John Carpenter and written by Michael De Luca. It stars Sam Neill, Julie Carmen, Jürgen Prochnow, David Warner and Charlton Heston.
When horror novelist Sutter Cane goes missing, freelance insurance investigator John Trent scrutinizes the claim made by his publisher, Jackson Harglow. He's to retrieve a yet-to-be-released manuscript and ascertain the writer's whereabouts. Accompanied by the novelist's editor, Linda Styles, and disturbed by nightmares from reading Cane's other novels, Trent makes an eerie nighttime trek to a supernatural town in New Hampshire.
In the Mouth of Madness pays tribute to the works of author H. P. Lovecraft in its exploration of insanity, and its title is derived from the Lovecraft novella At the Mountains of Madness.
Color Out of Space (2019) -- is an American science fiction Lovecraftian horror film directed and co-written by Richard Stanley, based on the short story "The Colour Out of Space" by H. P. Lovecraft. It stars Nicolas Cage, Joely Richardson, Elliot Knight, Madeleine Arthur, Brendan Meyer, Q'orianka Kilcher and Tommy Chong.
The Gardner family moves to a remote farmstead in rural New England to escape the hustle of the 21st century. They are busy adapting to their new life when a meteorite crashes into their front yard, melts into the earth, and infects both the land and the properties of space-time with a strange, otherworldly colour.
The Void (2016) -- is an Canadian Lovecraftian horror film written and directed by Steven Kostanski and Jeremy Gillespie, and produced by Jonathan Bronfman and Casey Walker. It stars Aaron Poole, Kenneth Welsh, Daniel Fathers, Kathleen Munroe, and Ellen Wong.
In the middle of a routine patrol, officer Daniel Carter happens upon a blood-soaked figure limping down a deserted stretch of road. He rushes the young man to a nearby rural hospital staffed by a skeleton crew, only to become trapped by a gathering of hooded cultists, and grotesque creatures.
The Lighthouse (2019) -- is an American film directed and produced by Robert Eggers, from a screenplay he wrote with his brother Max Eggers. It stars Willem Dafoe and Robert Pattinson as nineteenth-century lighthouse keepers in turmoil after being marooned at a remote New England outpost by a wild storm.
Cold Skin (2017) -- is an French-Spanish science fiction-horror film directed by Xavier Gens and based on the 2002 novel of the same name by Albert Sánchez Piñol.
On the edge of the Antarctic Circle, a ship approaches a desolate island, far from all shipping lanes. On board is a young man who is on his way to assume the post of weather observer and live in solitude at the end of the earth. He finds no trace of the man he has been sent to replace, just a deranged castaway who has witnessed a horror he refuses to name. For the next twelve months, his entire world will consist of a deserted cabin, trees, rocks, silence and the surrounding sea.
Note: I wasn't gonna include this but after watching The Lighthouse I figured why not. It certainly fits with the theme.
Underwater (2020) -- is an American science fiction action horror film directed by William Eubank. The film stars Kristen Stewart, Vincent Cassel, Jessica Henwick, John Gallagher Jr., Mamoudou Athie, and T.J. Miller.
After an earthquake destroys their underwater station, six researchers must navigate two miles along the dangerous, unknown depths of the ocean floor to make it to safety in a race against time.
Offseason (2021) - is an American supernatural horror film written and directed by Mickey Keating. It stars Jocelin Donahue, Joe Swanberg, Richard Brake, and Melora Walters.
Upon receiving a mysterious letter that her mother's grave has been vandalized, Marie quickly returns to the isolated offshore island where she's buried. Just as she arrives, the island closes for the season as the bridges get raised until springtime. Left stranded, Marie soon realizes that something is not quite right as she has one strange interaction after another. She must now unveil the mystery behind her mother's troubled past to make it out alive.
Annihilation (2018) -- is an science fiction psychological horror film written and directed by Alex Garland, based on the 2014 novel of the same name by Jeff VanderMeer. It stars Natalie Portman, Jennifer Jason Leigh, Gina Rodriguez, Tessa Thompson, Tuva Novotny, and Oscar Isaac.
The story follows a group of explorers who enter "The Shimmer", a mysterious quarantined zone of mutating plants and animals caused by an alien presence.
Lena, a biologist and former soldier, joins a mission to uncover what happened to her husband inside Area X -- a mysterious quarantined zone that is expanding across the American coastline. Once inside, the expedition discovers a world of mutated landscapes and creatures, as dangerous as it is beautiful, that threatens both their lives and their sanity.
Event Horizon (1997) -- is an science fiction horror film directed by Paul W. S. Anderson and written by Philip Eisner. It stars Laurence Fishburne, Sam Neill, Kathleen Quinlan and Joely Richardson.
Set in 2047, it follows a crew of astronauts sent on a rescue mission after a missing spaceship, the Event Horizon, spontaneously appears in orbit around Neptune, only to discover that a sinister force has come back with it.
The Mist (2007) -- (also known as Stephen King's The Mist) is an American science-fiction horror film based on the 1980 novella The Mist by Stephen King. The film was written and directed by Frank Darabont. The film features an ensemble cast, including Thomas Jane, Marcia Gay Harden, Nathan Gamble, Andre Braugher, Sam Witwer, Toby Jones, Frances Sternhagen, Buck Taylor, Robert Treveiler, William Sadler, Alexa Davalos, David Jensen, Chris Owen, Andy Stahl, and future The Walking Dead stars Jeffrey DeMunn, Laurie Holden, Melissa McBride, and Juan Gabriel Pareja.
After a violent storm, a dense cloud of mist envelops a small Maine town, trapping artist David Drayton and his five-year-old son in a local grocery store with other people. They soon discover that the mist conceals deadly horrors that threaten their lives, and worse, their sanity.
The Cellar (2022) -- is an supernatural horror film written and directed by Brendan Muldowney. It's an international co-production between Ireland and Belgium. It also starsElisha Cuthbert and Eoin Macken.
It follows a family whose daughter mysteriously vanishes in the cellar of the large estate they have just moved into.
Glorious (2022) -- is an American comedy horror film directed by Rebekah McKendry, and starring Ryan Kwanten and J. K. Simmons.
The film involves a heartbroken man who encounters a strange, all-knowing entity in a rest stop bathroom stall.
Bonus:
These are either based on Lovecraft's works, have Lovecraftian influence and references or gives off strong feels like one (even unintentionally).
Guillermo del Toro's Cabinet of Curiosities (2022)
The Rig (2023)
Stranger Things - Season 2
True Detective - Season 1
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Rhydderch Family 2020 (Part 5. 201-300. Oldest To Youngest)
Quasimodo Rhydderch. 9
Lark McDermott. 9
Halcyon McCracken. 9
Bairrfhionn Rhydderch. 9
Wallace Rhydderch. 9
Samuel McCormick. 9
Natalie McConnell. 9
Jaslene Rhydderch. 9
Fancy Rhydderch. 9
Caoilfhionn Pritchard. 7
Brendan MacThaoig. 7
Keelin McDougall. 7
Craig MacGregor. 7
Joshua Pritchard. 6
Cadence Llewellyn. 6
Kayla Rhydderch. 6
Radcliff Rhydderch. 6
Xanthe Griffiths. 6
Xavier O'Sullivan. 6
Talbot Rhydderch. 6
Kaiser Rhydderch. 6
Cade O'Hannigan. 6
Vance O'Hannegan. 6
Paisley Rhydderch. 6
Kayleen Rhydderch. 6
Garnet O'Hannagan. 6
Yolanda Mulrennan. 6
Queenie Rhydderch. 6
Lachtna Rhydderch. 6
Gael McFarlane. 6
Cadell McFarland. 6
Varg Rhydderch. 6
Pallas Rhydderch. 6
Kaylyn McDermott. 6
Genesis McCracken. 6
Abner Rhydderch. 6
Venetia Rhydderch. 6
Rainbow McCormick. 6
Magdalene McConnell. 6
Igraine Rhydderch. 6
Ebony Rhydderch. 6
Clodagh Pritchard. 4
Damhnait Pritchard. 4
Brian Mathieson. 4
Caomh McDougall. 4
Muadhnait Llewellyn. 4
Alan Rhydderch. 4
Ceinwen MacGregor. 4
Donald MacEntire. 4
Commgán Scott. 4
Eija Mulrennan. 4
Ulyssa Pritchard. 3
Dacre Llewellyn. 3
Lalage Rhydderch. 3
Sable Rhydderch. 3
York Griffiths. 3
Walker O'Sullivan. 3
Sacheverell Rhydderch. 3
Jacinth Rhydderch. 3
Bambi O'Hannigan. 3
Uhtric O'Hannegan. 3
Olive Rhydderch. 3
James Rhydderch. 3
Fabius O'Hannagan. 3
Xerxes Mulrennan. 3
Samson Rhydderch.
Kal-El Rhydderch. 3
Fallon McFarlane. 3
Barbara McFarland. 3
Ulf Rhydderch. 3
Olivia Rhydderch. 3
Jameson McDermott. 3
Farley McCracken. 3
Zoe Rhydderch. 3
Unnr Rhydderch. 3
Quintella McCormick. 3
Lailoken McConnell. 3
Hallam Rhydderch. 3
Damon Rhydderch. 3
Ardghal Pritchard. 1
Deirbhile MacThaoig. 1
Cairbre Mathieson. 1
Fiadh Pritchard. 1
Cathal McDougall
Muire Llewellyn. 1
Ceallach Llewellyn. 1
Anna Rhydderch. 1
Moire Rhydderch. 1
Alpin Rhydderch. 1
Ceridwen MacGregor. 1
Dougal MacEntire. 1
Vilija Rhydderch. 1
Alexandria Scott. 1
Orlagh O'Hannigan. 1
Gwilym Wallace. 1
Gordon Mulrennan.1
Gregor MacDaniel. 1
Hilla Rhydderch. 1
Elain Rhydderch. 1
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Mcd Minor Character Tournament
I’ll be putting out new rounds (3-4 per day) every day (times will vary, sorry) and they’ll be put here 💪
Look for posts under the tag #mcd minor character tournament
1.Boss vs. Zack - Winner: Boss
2. Calku vs. Merida - Winner: Calku
3. Visher vs. Brendan - Winner: Brendan
4. Cloud vs. Roco - Winner: Cloud
5. Luca vs. Yip - Winner: Yip
6. Malachi vs. Cadenza - Winner: Cadenza
7. Malik vs. Paul - Winner: Malik
8. King of the Southeastern Wolf Tribe vs. Logan - Winner: Logan
9. Nuntis vs Kyle - Winner: Kyle
10. Issa vs. Matilda - Winner: Matilda
11. Boldof vs. Kaguhf - Winner: Boldof
12. Emmalyn vs. Mikai - Winner: Emmalyn
13. Lillian vs. Jeffory - Winner: Jeffory
14. Castor vs. Joh - Winner: Castor
15. John vs. Leona - Winner: Leona
16. Kiki vs. Vincent - Winner: Kiki
17. Ivan vs. Fenrir - Winner: Ivan
18. Zoey vs. Lello - Winner: Zoey
19. Aerith vs. Dmitri - Winner: Dmitri
20. Samos vs. Chad - Winner: Chad
21. Urla vs. Lilith Garnet - Winner: Lilith Garnet
22. Abby vs. Tahnavul - Winner: Abby
23. Zenix vs. Khira - Winner: Zenix
24. Dr. Bees vs. Kiva - Winner: Kiva
25. Dale vs. Louvel - Winner: Dale
26. Gale vs. Kalzul - Winner: Gale
27. Tala vs. Ungrth - Winner: Ungrth
28. Corey vs. Burt - Winner: Corey
29. Ylva vs. Tarnak - Winner: Ylva
30. Janus vs. Rollo - Winner: Janus
31. Hayden vs. Alina - Winner: Hayden
32. Isabel vs. Mino - Winner: Isabel
33. Maccon vs. Glenda - Winner: Glenda
34. Lowell vs. Liochant - Winner: Liochant
35. Molly vs. Brian - Winner: Molly
36. Alexis vs. Emma - Winner: Alexis
37. Azura vs. Ulrich - Winner: Azura
38. Dell vs. Dr. Doctor - Winner: Dr. Doctor
39. Ice Cream Sandwich Man vs. Rose - Winner: Sandwich Man
40. Hailey vs. Levin - Winner: Levin
41. Ulger vs. Amber - Winner: Amber
42: Lo vs. Kenmur - Winner: Kenmur
43. Gabriel vs. Phelan - Winner: Gabriel
44. Alpha of the Eastern Wolf Tribe vs. Raven - Winner: Raven
45. Balto vs. Nekoette - Winner: Nekoette
46. Thomas Yale vs. Oliver - Winner: Thomas
47. Barrett vs. Lily - Winner: Lily
48. Gaia vs. Kimberly & Sylvia - Winner: Kimberly and Sylvia
49. Lord Puu vs. Trall - Winner: Trall
50. Balder vs. Asmund - Winner: Asmund
51. Amethyst vs. James - Winner: Amethyst
52. Elder Wolf vs. Xavier - Tied, will be rerun
53. Gary vs. the Lord of Scaleswind - Winner: Gary
54. Lord Luke vs. Gavin - Winner: Luke
55. Tifa vs. Sota - Winner: Tifa
56. Jacob vs. Damian Yale - Winner: Damian
57. Lord Janna vs. Donna - Winner: Donna
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I went through pain trying to think up surnames for my Pokemon AU's protagonists, and most of them are just using their Japanese and/or pre-release names. ^^;
A big list of the protagonists and their names!
Red Maple
Blue Spruce (This is Leaf)
Ethan "Gold" Hibiki
Marina "Crystal" Mizuno (Also goes by Crys/Kris)
Kotone "Lyra" Shirogane
May Evergreen
Brendan Birch (This one's just from the games)
Dawn Keshiyama (Thanking my friend for this one!)
Lucas Diamant
Hilbert Blair (Thanking my friend for this one!)
Hilda White
Rosa Whitley
Nathan "Nate" Blake (It's so corny, and I didn't intend to rip off Nathan Drake when I thought of it. Too late now!)
Calem Xavier (It's pronounced like Charles Xavier because I didn't realize that wasn't how it was pronounced until recently)
Serena Yvonne Gabena (She uses her whole name when introducing herself, and I wanted the Y in there somewhere)
Elaine Poplar
Chase Pine
Selene Mizuki (Tempted to have her family name be Mochizuki instead, uncertain)
Elio Ray
Gloria Harpe
Victor Shields
Lucas "Rei" Diamant
Akari Sho
Florian Carrasco (More just a placeholder at this point)
Juliana Carrasco (Florian and Juliana are related)
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location: fairford community college
for: @brendannichols
When Bren sets Fiona's coffee down next to her on the table she tears her eyes from her phone -- where she'd accidentally gotten totally sucked into an article about Xavier Matthews' latest antics onstage and speculation over whether he was back on drugs, which is both concerning and tragically hot -- and she gives Brendan a grateful smile that turns quickly suspicious, eyes narrowing.
"You look peaky," she says, giving him a once-over. "Maybe we should get some food too. You have any other classes today?"
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Calem: And...it's also time you stopped feeding me dinosaur-shaped chicken.
Calem’s Mom: But you love your dinosaur chicken!
Calem: Yeah!...When I was eight!
Wally: We are men, Mrs. Xavier!
*Cut to Brendan and Lucas making dinosaur noises while playing with their food*
#trainer calem#rival wally#calem's mom pokemon#Trainer Lucas#trainer brendan#incorrectpokemonquotes#source: big time rush
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Alphabetical Character Encyclopedia
Here is the Alphabetized character encyclopedia. There will be spoilers throughout, so read at your own discretion.
Chronological encyclopedia
Master Post
A
Abezithibod
Abraham Van Helsing
Achasiah
Adam Frankenstein
Adelaide Sallow
Alfonso Pari
Amadeus Briggs
Amanda Briggs
Amon, Duke of Hell
Andelin Sylvia Lillemor Lindbek
Antares Briggs
Antonio Pari
Aoife Crawford (ULTRAMagic Devil)
Asclepius, Son of Hermes
Athena
Auda Willfort
Aureolus Schindewolf (ULTRAMagic Disciple)
B
Barna Schindewolf
Barry Esko Boyle (ULTRAMagic Hunter)
Baphomet
The Beast of Old
Beauregard
Berislav Briggs
Bethony Briggs
Bileth, King of Hell
Blood-Wraith Raynot
Boris
Brendan Devilfay
Brenna Thompson
Bronislav
Spiritus Magni Brutus
King Brutus IV
Buster Ash
C
Caius
Carol the Traveler
Charles Blackwell Ford
Chernobog
Claudius Alfieri
Cliff
The Conspirator of Old
Cordelia Willfort
Corentin Schindewolf
The Crimson Abyss
Cronus (ULTRAMagic Reaper)
D
Daniel
Saint Darkborne
Darkness
David Livesey (ULTRAMagic Magistrate)
Deimos (The Mage of Old)
Desislav Robles
Dionysus, Lord of Madness
Dolus & Iocus
Donia
Dragoslava Raynot
Drazhan Thornefield
Drusa
Dunja Schindewolf
E
Ekaterina
Elaine Gabriella O'Nessie
Eleanor
Duke Eligio Moretti
Ellen the Wayward
Empress Eliza-Rex/Eloise
King Englehart Schindewolf
Erika Storm
Dr. Ethan Luminate
The Evangelist of Old
Ex
F
Fausta Dracul
Faustus
The Fear of Old
Fenrir
The Forest of Old
G
Gabriella Pari
Gilgamesh, King of Uruk
The Great Unspeaker
Gratiana Arlotti
Grendel Bombastus Scarfe
Gustav
H
Hades, Lord of the Underworld
Heinrik Rofocale
Herman Lydon
Hermes Trismegistus
The Hunger of Old
The Hydra of Old
I
Ignatius Darren Ford (ULTRAMagic Infinity)
Inferno
K
Katsuko Yoshinaga
Kresimira Raynot
Kyu #9
L
Lance
Leif/Tyrant (The Dragon of Old)
Leonardo Hammond O'Nessie
Logan Bonneville
Loki
Lucifuge Rofocale
M
The Madman of Old
Marion "Tanya" Devilfay
Mary Pickford
Maya Athenon
Mayhem
Maxima
Maximus Raynot (The War Machine of Old)
Mazatl Nakahara/Adrien Irons
Mercurius II
Milosh Proch
Mira
The Monolith of Old
Morana Dracul
Morrigan Devilfay
N
Nathaniel "Haunt" Fernsby
O
Octavia
Octavius
Odin
Sir Odo, Knight of the Unlight
Olivia Briggs
Orion
Ornias
P
Persephone, Lord of Darkness
Proteus (The Ocean of Old)
R
Duke Radovan Raynot
Raguel
Randalph Theoprastus Scarfe
Rebis
Regnault
Dr. Reynard Woodall
Richard Callahan/Rostislav Dracul (ULTRAMagic Richter)
Captain Roger/Manius
Duchess Rose Raynot
Ryota Tsukumo
S
Saul Bonneville
Seishin Mikoto
The Screaming God
Shigeko Tsukumo
Chief Sigmund Willfort
Six-Eared Macaque
Skari Willfort
King Sten Haugen
Stolas, Prince of Hell
Stolon, Duke of Hell
Sun Wukong
T
Theobold
Thor
Thora Willfort
Thunder
Timothy Finnegan
Torunn Craddock
Trevor MacQuoid
Trumna Wintergate
Tusk Willfort
U
ULTRAMagic Ultimatum
Umbra
V
Valentina Pari
Vexation
Victor Von Frankenstein
Vlad III Dracula
Vlad IV Dracul
Vladislav Velimir Dracul
Vlastimir Bartholomew Dracul
W
Walter Nithercott/ ULTRAMagic Walker
The Watchman of Old
Weaver Craddock
Wilhelm
William Ford II (ULTRAMagic Shadow)
Sir Wolfgang
X
Xavier
Z
Zal-Rint
Zoltan Tenebrae Raphael Dracul
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VENEZIA 79 - 90 ANNI DI CINEMA al LIDO di VENEZIA
Manifesto Lorenzo Mattotti
COMPETITION of 79th Venice Film Festival
1. WHITE NOISE - OPENING FILM by NOAH BAUMBACH starring Adam Driver, Greta Gerwig, Don Cheadle, Raffey Cassidy, Sam Nivola, May Nivola, Jodie Turner-Smith, André L. Benjamin and Lars Eidinger/ USA / 136'
2. IL SIGNORE DELLE FORMICHE by GIANNI AMELIO with Luigi Lo Cascio, Elio Germano, Leonardo Maltese, Sara Serraiocco / Italy / 134'
3. THE WHALE by DARREN ARONOFSKY with Brendan Fraser, Sadie Sink, Hong Chau, Samantha Morton, Ty Simpkins / USA / 117'
4. L'IMMENSITÀ by EMANUELE CRIALESE with Penélope Cruz, Luana Giuliani, Vincenzo Amato, Patrizio Francioni / Italy, France / 97'
5. SAINT OMER by ALICE DIOP with Kayije Kagame, Guslagie Malanda, Valérie Dréville, Aurélia Petit / France / 122'
6. BLONDE by ANDREW DOMINIK with Ana de Armas, Adrien Brody, Bobby Cannavale, Xavier Samuel, Julianne Nicholson, Lily Fisher / USA / 165'
7. TÁR by TODD FIELD with Cate Blanchett, Noémie Merlant, Nina Hoss, Sophie Kauer, Julian Glover, Allan Corduner, Mark Strong / USA / 158'
8. LOVE LIFE by KÔJI FUKADA with Fumino Kimura, Kento Nagayama, Atom Sunada / Japan, France / 123'
9. BARDO, FALSA CRÓNICA DE UNAS CUANTAS VERDADES (BARDO, FALSE CHRONICLE OF A HANDFUL OF TRUTHS) by ALEJANDRO G. IÑÁRRITU with Daniel Giménez Cacho, Griselda Siciliani, Ximena Lamadrid, Iker Sanchez Solano, Andrés Almeida, Francisco Rubio / Mexico
10. ATHENA by ROMAIN GAVRAS with Dali Benssalah, Sami Slimane, Anthony Bajon, Ouassini Embarek, Alexis Manenti / France / 97'
11. BONES AND ALL by LUCA GUADAGNINO with Taylor Russell, Timothée Chalamet, Mark Rylance, André Holland, Chloë Sevigny, Jessica Harper, David Gordon Green, Michael Stuhlbarg, Jake Horowitz / USA / 130'
12. THE ETERNAL DAUGHTER by JOANNA HOGG with Tilda Swinton, Joseph Mydell, Carly-Sophia Davies / UK, USA / 96'
13. SHAB, DAKHELI, DIVAR (BEYOND THE WALL) by VAHID JALILVAND with Navid Mohammadzadeh, Diana Habibi, Amir Aghaee / Iran / 126'
14. THE BANSHEES OF INISHERIN by MARTIN MCDONAGH starring Colin Farrell, Brendan Gleeson, Kerry Condon, Barry Keoghan / Ireland, UK, USA / 109'
15. ARGENTINA, 1985 by SANTIAGO MITRE with Ricardo Darín, Peter Lanzani, Alejandra Flechner, Norman Briski / Argentina, USA / 140'
16. CHIARA by SUSANNA NICCHIARELLI with Margherita Mazzucco, Andrea Carpenzano, Carlotta Natoli, Paola Tiziana Cruciani, Luigi Lo Cascio / Italy, Belgium / 106'
17. MONICA by ANDREA PALLAORO with Trace Lysette, Patricia Clarkson, Adriana Barraza, Emily Browning, Joshua Close / USA, Italy / 106'
18. KHERS NIST (NO BEARS) by JAFAR PANAHI with Jafar Panahi, Naser Hashemi, Vahid Mobaseri, Bakhtiar Panjeei, Mina Kavani, Reza Heydari / Iran / 106'
19. ALL THE BEAUTY AND THE BLOODSHED by LAURA POITRAS USA / 113'
20. UN COUPLE (A COUPLE) by FREDERICK WISEMAN with Nathalie Boutefeu / France, USA / 63'
21. THE SON by FLORIAN ZELLER with Hugh Jackman, Laura Dern, Vanessa Kirby, Zen McGrath, Anthony Hopkins, Hugh Quarshie / UK / 123'
22. LES MIENS (OUR TIES) by ROSCHDY ZEM with Sami Bouajila, Roschdy Zem, Meriem Serbah, Maïwenn, Rachid Bouchareb, Abel Jafrei, Nina Zem / France / 85'
23. LES ENFANTS DES AUTRES (OTHER PEOPLE'S CHILDREN) by REBECCA ZLOTOWSKI with Virginie Efira, Roschdy Zem, Chiara Mastroianni, Callie Ferreira / France / 104'
OUT OF COMPETITION
1. The Hanging Sun, by Francesco Cozzini - Closing Film of the Festival
2. Kapag Wala Nang Mga Alon (When the Waves are Gone), by Lav Diaz
3. Living, by Oliver Hermanus
4. Dead for a Dollar, by Walter Hill
5. Kone Taevast (Call of God), by Kim Ki-Duk
6. Dreamin' Wild, by Bill Pohlad
7. Master Gardener, by Paul Schrader
8. Drought, by Paolo Virzi
9. Pearl, by Ti West
10. Don't Worry Darling, by Olivia Wilde
OUT OF COMPETITION - NON FICTION
1. Freedom on Fire: Ukraine's Fight for Freedom, by Evgeny Afineevsky
2. The Matchmaker, by Benedetta Argentieri
3. The Last Days of Humanity, by Enrico Ghezzi and Alessandro Gagliardo
4. A Compassionate Spy, by Steve James
5. Music for Black Pigeons, by Jorgen Leth and Andreas Koefoed
6. The Kiev Trial, by Sergei Loznitsa
7. In viaggio, by Gianfranco Rosi
8. Bobi Wine Ghetto President, Christopher Sharp and Moses Bwayo
9. Nuclear, by Oliver Stone
OUT OF COMPETITION - TV SERIES
1. Riget Exodus (The Kingdom Exodus) - episodes 1-5, by Lars von Trier (1 September)
2. Copenhagen Cowboy - episodes 1-6, by Nicolas Winding Refn
OUT OF COMPETITION - SHORTS
1. Camarera de Piso (Maid), by Lucrecia Martel
2. Look at Me, by Sally Potter
3. As for Us, by Simone Massi
4. When the war is over, by Simone Massi
ORIZZONTI
1. Princess, by Roberto De Paolis - Opening film
2. Obet' (Victim), by Michal Blaško
3. En Los Margenes (On the Fringe), by Juan Diego Botto
4. Trenque Lauquen, by Laura Citarella
5. Vera, by Tizza Covi and Rainer Frimmel
6. Innocence, by Guy Davidi
7. Blanquita, by Fernando Guzzoni
8. Pour la France (For My Country), by Rachid Hami
9. Aru Otoko (A Man), by Kei Ishikawa
10. Chleb I Sol (Bread and Salt), by Damian Kocur
11. Luxembourg, Luxembourg, by Antonio Lukich
12. Ti mangio il cuore, by Pippo Mezzapesa
13. Spre Nord (To The North), by Mihai Mincan
14. Autobiography, by Makbul Mubarak
15. The Syndacaliste (The Sitting Duck), by Jean-Paul Salomé
16. Jang-E Jahani Sevom (World War III), by Houman Seyedi
17. Najsrekniot Čovek Na Svetot (The Happiest Man in the World), by Teona Strugar Mitevska
18. A Noiva (The Bride), by Sergio Trefaut
ORIZZONTI EXTRA
1. L'origine du mal (Origin of Evil), by Sebastien Marnier - Opening film
2. Hanging Gardens, by Ahmed Yassin Al Daradji
3. Amanda, by Carolina Cavalli
4. Zapatos Rojos (Red Shoes), by Carlo Eichelmann Kaiser
5. Nezouh, by Soudade Kaadan
6. Phantom Night, by Fulvio Risuleo
7. Bi Roya (Without Her), by Arian Vazirdaftari
8. Valeria Mithatenet (Valeria is Getting Married), by Michal Vinik
9. Goliath, by Adilkhan Yerzhanov
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