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beaft · 2 years

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recommend some horror?

aha!! i am glad you asked (no really, i am, thank you for giving me the opportunity to be loud about my favourite genre). here is a non-exhaustive list of some of my personal favourites:

books

-the ballad of black tom by victor lavalle (retelling of lovecraft's "the horror at red hook" by a black author, i could talk about this one for hours suffice to say it's Very Good)

-pet semetary by stephen king (i have a love/hate relationship with mr king but i think this is one of his better books)

-the haunting of hill house by shirley jackson (actually, just about anything by shirley jackson, my personal favourite book by her is "we have always lived in the castle")

-beloved by toni morrison (it's not exactly horror, but i have to put it here anyway because it's too good not to)

-things we say in the dark by kirsty logan

-tell me i’m worthless by alison rumfitt

-house of leaves by mark z. danielewski (i detest this book. yes it's still one of my top favourites and no i will not be taking questions at this time.)

-my heart is a chainsaw by stephen graham jones

-literally anything by robert aickman

movies

-pan’s labyrinth (historical fantasy-horror, visually stunning, one of my favourite movies of all time)

-lake mungo (australian found footage horror about ghosts and grief)

-the texas chain saw massacre (not as gory as the title might suggest)

-the wicker man (the original version, unless you’re in the mood to see nicolas cage at his nicolas cagiest)

-jacob’s ladder (beautiful, eerie, hallucinogenic, you will not know what’s going on for most of it and that’s honestly kind of the point)

-carrie (the sissy spacek version NOT the one with chloe moretz)

-the ritual (it's not a perfect movie but the creature design is WONDERFUL)

-alien (grr! i'm gonna getcha! i'm the alien! and so on)

-nosferatu (both versions are excellent, but i am particularly partial to the 1979 one with klaus kinski as the vampire)

-whistle and i’ll come to you (unsettling short film based on an m. r. james story)

-hereditary (this one's best if you go in blind, but i realise that’s probably difficult since a lot of it has been memed to hell and back)

-the thing (sci-fi thriller/body horror movie set on an isolated arctic research base)

-don't look now (based on a daphne du maurier short story; light on the horror but heavy on the uncanny)

-cabin in the woods (comedy-horror) okay this one is kind of a guilty pleasure for me but it does have some clever moments and it’s genuinely very fun to watch

-silent hill 2006 (another guilty pleasure, it is very much not a good movie but also i've seen it like 7 times, so.)

-ginger snaps (the close relationship between a pair of misfit sisters is tested when one of them starts going through puberty, and also incidentally becomes a werewolf. similar vibes to jennifer's body although i personally prefer this one)

-penda’s fen (startlingly ahead of its time – it’s basically a coming-of-age story about a gay teenager in rural england with a tasty slice of religious/folk horror)

-crimson peak (love letter to the "gothic melodrama" genre)

-us (i personally preferred it to get out, but they’re both amazing; i haven’t seen NOPE yet but i hope to soon!)

tv shows

-castlevania (based on the video game, vampires + religious horror, gorgeously animated, unexpectedly funny)

-the terror (true-ish story of a doomed voyage to the north-west passage) (the demon bear may or may not be historically factual) (we just don't know)

-twin peaks (idk if it counts as horror but i’m putting it here anyway. it’s not for everyone but it occupies a special place in my heart)

-in the flesh (again, not quite horror, but there are horror elements, and i am putting it here because it’s both a pleasingly original take on the zombie-apocalypse genre and a beautiful queer love story. it got cancelled halfway through its run and i will never stop being salty about it.)

-the enfield haunting (three-part tv drama) (much better than the james wan movie) (not that that’s hard)

podcasts

-the magnus archives (do not ask me about this show unless you're prepared to hear me yell about it for Ever and Ever and Ever)

-alice isn't dead (lesbian trucker searches for her missing wife amidst various spooky happenings)

-a scottish podcast (washed-up radio DJ decides to become a phony paranormal investigator to make some extra cash, but his scheme goes awry when he stumbles on a genuine paranormal event)

-i am in eskew (man attempts to leave city, is unsuccessful)

message me if you want trigger warnings or a more detailed description for any of these!

#horror tag #replies #recommendations

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awhoreintheory · 9 months

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Hello! I hope you’re having a good day/night/whatever!

I was thinking about your hearts infected klance au and I love it so much and I was wondering if you had any tidbits/ideas about it you’d be comfortable sharing

If not no worries!

Hello, anon. Please marry me

ANYWAYS OF COURSE?? It's lowkey my favorite au I just suffer from a very serious illness caused commitment issues 😔 its tragic

Lance is 21, Keith 23, Shiro and Adam 29, and Krolia ans Texas are young at heart

Lance picked up Kosmo when he was a puppy while he was still traveling by car in the beginning of the zombie apocalypse

The zombie apocalypse started when a asteroid crashed into earth, containing frozen alien bacteria inside of it. Humans obviously snooped, samples collected and vials broke, and some poor bloke ended up eating a shitty lab served hamburger with a side of zombie virus!

Zombie apocalypse started in Cuba for the sole reason of angst 🤗

Lance was a med student in NYC before the zombie outbreak, and spent the first two months (its a miracle America didn't go to shit before that) helping in hospitals. Things got so dire it didn't even matter how long yoi were in med school for, hospitals were actively begging for help.

Hunk was in Hawaii at the time of the outbreak, which was a rare part of the world largely left unaffected. In the sense there were no zombies.

Shiro hasn't lost his arm (yet) but he served in the military, same with Adam.

Krolia was special forces in the military. She's like a modern day ninja.

Texas was a police man then fireman, but was largely a stay at home dad once Keith was born.

Shiro is the son of a friend Texas adopted after they died, and technically knew Texas before he even met Krolia.

Adam is from Spain and moved to America after his parents cut him off/disowned him for being gay.

Lance is the oldest sibling! He has (had) 6 younger sisters

The Koganes don't know nearly as much as Lance about zombies bc they managed to fortify their farm and live there for the first 5 months of the zombie apocalypse. They start moving toward DC after receiving a transmission from Matt to head there.

Lance was able to keep in regular contact with Pidge and Hunk before the internet finally went down 3 months into the apocalypse. Pidge tells him to head to DC.

Lance ends up from NYC to Alabama after the internet went down bc he can't read a physical map and Google maps stopped working.

Lance managed to travel by car for 4 months before he realized it was way too loud and had to ditch it.

Krolia advocates so strongly for Lance to stay with them bc she is literally like "omg a baby!"

Texas is willing to go along with anything his beautiful wife's says

Texas killed his first zombie simply bc Krolia told him to, no questions asked. He didn't even know it was a zombie. Krolia was like "kill that bastard!" And Texas was deadass like "yes my queen"

Lance didn't really have to teach Kosmo anything, he kind of just picked things up and did them.

Kosmo is the main reason Lance is alive. Kosmo listens and smells the zombies and alerts Lance.

While mindless, the zombies still have the instincts to avoid the sun as it speeds up the decaying process, thus leading to zombies being more active at night.

Zombies cannot see, they lose this as soon as they turn, but newly turned zombies can hear for the first few months before they decay too badly. At around the 6-7 month mark is when smelling is their only sense left. Despite being dead, they're very strong. They lack the coordination to run fast, but retain the instincts required to hunt.

Anyone is free to add on btw!!! I love love love zombies and theories and ideas I could go on forever about them!!!!

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dustbummy · 1 year

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Undead gf (role reversal)

Zombie! Jinx! X Fem! Kirraman! Reader

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Reader is written to be any skin color, body type, or race.

Not a part two to zombie gf, just a separate fiction with the roles reversed cus I love a role reversal.

It's gay.

Very morally grey, damn near not grey at all.

I just can't leave kirraman! Reader alone can I? (It's such a fun thing to write.)

(Reader is hinted at being a kirraman, but due to the way the story is written, not explicitly stated)

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Taut fingers pull at the bows string, gradually pulling it backwards and lining up the arrow. The girl pulls the arrow so far that it's bristles brush up gently against her rough cheek. Lining up with her vision quite nicely.

She takes a deep breath, the cold smoke leaving her lips and curling into the dead air before eventually dissipating. She waits a beat before letting go, the satisfying sound of the arrow cutting through the wind and successfully meeting it's mark.

The deer falls over and into the earth with a sickening thud. The birds quickly scatter at the sound and (name) knows she has to move quick.

The (hair colored) girl tucking her bow against her side and running down the angled slope, combat boots eventually finding the deer's carcass.

(Name) stops short just behind the dead deer and gives a long sigh. This'll be a bitch to drag.

The girl drags the deer through the woods as silently as possible, having to stop multiple times on her trek to stay out of sight of the surrounding biters.

The task was definitely a bitch to complete but eventually, the (hair colored) girl was able to haul the heavy deer into her camouflaged army truck and sped off. Of course ramming a few biters along the side of her spiked car as she went.

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(Name) slams the truck door shut after she jumps down from the monster truck's step-up. The noise reverberating off of the garages shuttle doors and around the large storage room.

The (haircolored) girl grabbing her red wagon trolley and heaving the 40 pound deer into the trolley, leaving the garage shortly after. Slowly working her way past the kitchen and through the hidden entrance until she reaches the secret basement.

A soft smile overcoming her face when she heard the rythmic clicking of a metal chain. The girl stops momentarily and closes her eyes. She's probably in the far corner.

The rolling of the cart stops right in front of the basements entrance, waiting to be acknowledged. We all know what happens when she gets surprised.

"Honey? I got dinner." (Name) says the words softly, knowing how bad her girlfriend could freak out if her voice is raised beyond a low whisper.

She only gets a low growl back.

(Name) doesn't let it bother her, instead just shrugging and pushing the dead deer down the ramp in the cart. The red wheeler crashing into a concrete wall and slightly denting itself. The girl watches as a boney pale hand sneaks out, snatching at the corpse with breakneck speed and pulling it along with the unimaginable strength she new her girl still possessed.

(Name) relaxes, when she hears the distinct sound of flesh tearing and bones crunching mere seconds later. At least she's eating.

(Name) herself though, doesn't fear her girlfriend. Why would she? She's just really sick after all. And so, she rolls her shoulders and practically marches into the basement. Eyes falling immediately on her girlfriend who still sat hunched in the corner.

(Name) briefly feels a sliver of guilt run through her at the sight. What kind if girlfriend is she? To do this to J- to her? When did she become like this?

She stiffens at the self imposed question, being immediately sucked back into the cruel past.

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Snow and twigs crunch under the girl's brown leather boots, the cold nips at her ears and nose, making them respectively both ring and run. The girl doesn't care to stop.

Her hand is tightened around the bow she holds in her grip, ready for her to draw at anytime incase of a horde. Or humans.

The girl had left the safety of the kirraman bunker mere weeks ago, no longer able to stay in a house that at every turn reminded her of her lost girlfriend. Her soon to be found girlfriend.

Though the likely hood of JJ being found unharmed after being missing for all this time is slim.

It having been late summer when JJ and her sister went on a run of the mill supply run, ([name] would've went with Vi that day but alas, she fell sick.) Neither girls came back for the next couple of days, worrying both Caitlyn and (name). The two kirraman girls practically latching onto each other during the time away from their respective girlfriends.

Until of course one day when an injured Vi practically fell right on their doorstep and was found in the morning. The shorthaired girl revealed that she didn't know where her sister was either, the two having split up thanks to a stupid horde and never crossed paths again.

When Vi got better, her and (name) went out everyday to try and find any unfamiliar tracks or clues. Of course, finding none.

After a few months stewing in her worry and fear, name left the compound, spending weeks on the road, questioning any reliable looking human she found on the wearabouts of a blue haired girl.

The trail finally lead her here. The headquarters of some stupid born again cult a few states away, she knows they have her.

The kirraman girl, dressed in the cults clothing (something she stole from a person that she might've kidnapped and killed), she marches confidently passed the gate.

She might die here.

She might find JJ here.

What if they don't have her?

The girl forces those thoughts from her head, pulling the small cloak further down and walking a little faster past a few guards and 'normal' men alike.

One of the ex Cultists she sharply questioned told her of the 'pit'. A place where they leave prisoners to die if they don't convert. A place crawling with zombies.

She knows JJ would rather chew off her own hand then bend to some idiots wearing adult diapers. And with the large amount of enemies that JJ made in both their past and present life, she doesn't doubt that some of them might've came here too. (Name) briefly acknowledges that this is a suicide mission and questions her sanity.

The girl pulls a few bombs, (courtesy of her lover) out of her cloak. Discreetly pulling them and rolling them into rooms. Making sure most of the tools are at least filled with three before flicking the switch. It's a small compound so she didn't really need to stack up too hard on the bombs anyway. The cult more notorious for killing people rather than 'saving' them means that there really weren't a lot of people for her to kill at all.

The girl hears the telltale almost silent 'pop!'. Meaning that it went off, blood splattering on the walls and hallways of the building. Thank goodness for 'pressure bombs' as she called them. Quick and efficient.

With the building practically vacant save for a few stragglers that might've been in the halls, (the girl kills them all of course, even if she doesn't find jinx here that's one less sacrificial cult in the world.)

She finds her way into the 'pit', as it turns out, the ' 'pit' is heavily exaggerated. Guess the name and the thought of a place crawling with zombies alone was supposed to scare the shit out of people. Because there are hardly any actual walking around zombies here. The cultists probably clean this place out every now and again incase of a zombie breakout.

It takes a while for (name) to find her. The kirraman having slightly given up hope that she's here when she's slapped in the face with a long blue braid.

The (haircolored) girl looks up slowly, hesitant to see the heartbreaking sight waiting for her. Milky blue eyes connect with her own and the girl in the net let's out a raspy growl. Long chipped dual colored nails snapping out through the nets hole and swiping down as if she could just snatch the human up.

Neither girl(?) Say anything for a moment. Not that Jinx could. (Name) just stares at the feral animated corspe that was once her girlfriend.

It's silent for a few moments longer before, "Hi baby." (Name) couldn't even recognize her own voice, so cracked and tainted. She sounded close to tears. She couldn't even register her shaking hands or accelerated heart. It's one thing to assume that a loved one is dead, and a completely different thing to see it for yourself.

She'll never see her smile again, or cry, or breathe. They'll never kiss, or fight, or hold a fucking conversation. You can't cuddle a zombie.

It hurts. It's a physical sharp pain shooting through her heart the longer she looks at those glazed over blue eyes. Those once so expressive blue eyes.

That damned trip!

(Name) wishes she could go back in time and personally mow down every fucking cult member. Wishes she could prolong their deaths and leave them to be ripped to shreds by a horde. She curses at how much of a mercy kill she'd really given them.

You can't kill someone twice.

So for now she'll focus on Jinx. On what her next step is.

The next step ends up being to take her home.

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(Name) knows though that she can't do this forever. While yes she has created a drug that would 'stop' Jinx's body from decay, it won't bring her back.

(She created the drug under intense pressure after she brought Jinx home and while not perfect, it does the job flawlessly.)

It still needs to be administered every week or so and makes her feel like shit every time she has to drug jinx to give her the preserve.

And sure, they're pretty deep in the woods and off the map but people do stumble by the area evey now and again.

(Name) refuses to make a guard dog out of her girlfriend (and potentially lose her to a skilled survivor) so it means that usually if the person isn't off their property by day three they're missing a few limbs and now zombie chow. ('Name' of course gives them a mercy kill just before though, she's not that cruel!)

As (name) ponders the immorality of her actions she also comes to a conclusion; Whatever it takes.

They were separated once and look what happened, (name) would hate to see what she becomes if Jinx is taken again.

So she won't even tempt fate with the option. Keep Jinx in the house. Keep her tucked away, but never locked up. Feed her human of course but not so much as for it to get suspicious. And keep others off the property.

Those have become her rules. The ones she abides by and forever refuses to break. Breaking one might mean that she'd break another and another and she would loose jinx. No one else is worth it.

(Name) knows she'll probably waste her life away taking care of her undead girlfriend. She knows that such a high risk life may put her in the grave quicker than fate may have intended.

But she doesn't really care. Because she refuses to just bury Jinx. God she prays this apocalypse would never end.

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Okay so this one is obviously a bit worse than zombie gf, but I have excuses. I had to rewrite this TWICE because Tumblr refuses to connect to my WiFi. And I forgot what I wrote each time so I am just about done with this one shot.

Btw what happened to all the jinx stories, bring them back please the jinx x reader tag has been so dry lately.

#jinx x reader

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sapphire-weapon · 8 days

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Questions about ships aside it's really interesting to get a perspective on what fandom was like back then. (Chris ask)

I'm a 2000's baby so I started enjoying RE as such in 2013 (approx) with RE6 lol.

This is like history class.

this fandom went through a few different phases.

pre-RE4 RE fandom was very chill and very small. this was really in an era before much strife, when the monsterfuckers reigned supreme. people mostly talked about the games as games, and those who did talk about the story had an almost limitless canvas in terms of possibilities as to where the series would go post-CVX. i would actually say that this was the most creative that RE fandom ever was.

RE4 was the first major schism. RE4 turned a good chunk of the fandom into angry, bitter purists. #NotMyRE. fights over whether ganadaos were zombies or not. overdramatic crying, wailing laments that RE was dead because RE was apparently defined by fixed camera angles and tank controls. anyone who came into the fandom through RE4 was othered and shunned. the aeon vs cleon fight went mainstream. thirst for leon exploded.

RE5 was the dawn of a new era. capcom queerbaited chris, which brought in a flood of gays to save RE fandom from itself. there were still people who were screaming that RE was dead, and RE5 convinced some other people that the screamers were right, but RE5 marked the first time in RE's fandom history that women and queers were the dominant voices in fandom spaces instead of cishet men. cishet men were pushed into specific forums and places like 4chan while women and queers dominated livejournal, deviantart, and the tiny baby infancy of twitter.

RE6 killed the fandom. like, straight up. anyone still in fandom who cared about gameplay at all gave up on the series after RE6. cleons gave up on the series after RE6, leaving aeons to go unchallenged. and as a content drought set in, people just fell the fuck away and the fandom basically disappeared for a long, long time. if you searched for RE here on tumblr, all you'd find was aeon shit and like. weird CGI porn of chris fucking reboot dante. it was weird.

RE7 brought back the gameplay side of fandom, but RE fandom as a whole didn't re-emerge until RE2make in 2019, and that was the start of the current era.

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redwoodwv-hq · 27 days

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Name: Emmit Hanson Age: 34 Town Occupation: Teacher / Supermarket Keeper Previous Occupation: Actor Redwood Resident Length: Newly Arrived Faceclaim: Chris Colfer

Bullet Points:

Despite being quite adamant that his father leaving didn’t bother him, the more it bothered him. He never told his mother this but he tried reaching out to his dad a few times - once on his sixteenth birthday and once to invite him to his wedding. Both times his father never answered.

A month before Darian was bitten, Darian found a young cat and gave him to Emmit as a gift. Emmit named him Jean. He was the last gift Darian ever gave him.

He has Darian’s and his wedding rings on his necklace and never goes anywhere without them.

Some of his more notable roles were in Music Camp as Kurt McKay for all six seasons, two seasons of Boston Hot as Tony Marks, Eye of the Storm as Carson Hale and Absolutely Gorgeous as Corey Dawes.

Biography:

From an early age, Emmit wanted to be a star. He loved music, he loved movies and he loved plays. When he was five his mother took him to see Les Miserables and he was head over little tiny Converse shoes in love with the lights and the show business. While his mother was incredibly supportive and did her best to get her son into acting lessons and music lessons, his dad was a real man’s man. When Emmit was eight his father left, having moved to Florida from Vancouver, but not before leaving signed divorce papers on the kitchen counter. Honestly, Emmit was fine with that. He never really got along with his dad so it was no skin off his back. His mother was worried, though, and had put him in counseling to work through his father leaving but even the therapist said that Emmit was a well-adjusted kid.

In middle school he got the star role in his first production. It was almost too perfect. Every production after he was either the lead or one of the main cast. The older he grew the more he started to really develop who he was and discovered his sexuality. To the surprise of no one, really, Emmit came out his freshman year of high school as gay. For the first few weeks he was bullied about it but much like the kid he was, he didn’t let it get to him. He was a tough kid and no one was going to get to him. After a while they gave up. It also helped that he became one of the most influential people in the Drama Club and his senior year, he was scouted by a talent agent who landed him in a few small movie roles.

Now Emmit loved the spotlight and he loved the movie business but eventually the fame started to become a bit too much. He took a break from acting to help with his mother who had suffered a heart attack. That’s when he met the handsome nurse who had been tending to his mom, Darian. The two hit it off rather quickly, although Emmit was somewhat new to relationships. Well, real relationships. He found joy in the romance and the dating and the sweet little things. They dated for a few years until Darian finally popped the question. The engagement was a lot shorter as they married in five months. Everything was perfect.

Until it wasn’t.

People were starting to come in sick and Darian had been working overtime at the hospital to help out. Emmit, having left the spotlight to support his husband, had been at home watching the news. That’s how he learned about the zombie outbreak. He quickly called the hospital to make sure Darian was okay. He was - thankfully. Darian came home and immediately the two began to plan on how to survive this. For a few months, everything was okay, but as the world changed and began to shut down, they knew they had to move. They couldn’t just hunker down and wait for everything to be okay. So they packed a few bags and began their trek South into the States after hearing about survivor settlements.

Eventually they found a small group that had been out hunting for their settlement and they took Darian and Emmit in. Everything was great, but eventually the settlement fell apart. The leaders were getting a little too totalitarian for their liking. So they left. Darian had a plan - they were going to head to the coast, find an ocean side property and build their own life together where they could grow old together. At least, that was the plan. A few weeks ago while on the road, Darian got bit by a Walker. Emmit stayed with him until he transitioned and when he did, he put him out of his misery. Now on his own, Emmit didn’t know what to do so he figured he would head further South and live the dream that he and Darian always wanted.

#redwood.characters

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smallturtlebomb · 1 month

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INFO AND HEAD CANON STUFF FOR MY ROTTMNT OCS!!!

Section 1: Akira Kimura

Akira Kimura is an Olive Ridley Sea Turtle. He has two moms and one sister (His moms being Kōki and Miu Kimura and his sister being Mina Kimura). He is gay and uses he/him pronouns!! He is 6’3, Korean and Japanese, and loves to play his drums and piano. He also likes writing, drawing, surfing/skating,,singing, crafting, training. He is the drummer in his band (The Late Night Dolls/TLND) and the backup vocals. In his private time he likes dressing up as a girl (yes he is a drag queen). Also by joining Mari-Lynn’s clan (The Nakaruma Clan) He got two special powers. He can control water and he can clone/make life (but he doesn’t know about the second power yet..)

Some head canons:

• He will totally listen to you rant about your interest, as long as you do the same with him.

• His favorite music genres are Punk rock, Jazz rock, j-pop, k-pop, hip hop metal, and grunge!

• He is a huge nerd about romance films (mostly movies like studio ghibli)

• He has a big fat crush one Donnie and tries his best to hide it (it’s sometimes obvious)

• He calls Donnie “Don-Don”. He also calls Rae “Rae-Rae”

• He loves writing songs and poems (some songs in the band are made by him).

Andddd…. That’s all I can remember for Akira. Feel free to ask him (and other characters) some questions as well!

Section 2: Mari-Lynn Nakaruma

Maria Linda Nakaruma (also known as Mari-Lynn), is a 5’9 Nekomata yōkai. He has one brother and one uncle (where r her parents? That’s a story for another day!). She is Pansexual and uses any pronouns (mainly She/He/They)! She’s also Japanese Puerto Rican and plays the guitar and is the lead vocals for her band. He also likes drawing (mostly doing graffiti art tho), skating, training, reading comic books, doing punk stuff too! Her main powers are Controlling fire, shapeshifting into different felines, and raising the dead (but she can barely control the zombie power). He is also the next leader of the Nakaruma Clan and sort of looks forward to it.

Some head canons:

• She loves watching/Reading “Ryan Collin Vs. The Alternate Universe” which is just rottmnt’s version of Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World”

• Big fan of horror movies (Like human centipede but I’ve never watched it in my life)

• Her favorite music genres are: Punk rock, metal, hip hop, grunge, and j-pop

• Also has a crush on Raphael and hides it pretty well (he can’t hold it in much longer, he has to confess..)

• Her uncle helped her make her band and learn how to play music

• ML is a chill but chaotic person

And that concludes ML’s section! U can also ask her some questions if you’d like! ^^

Section 3: Mina Kimura

Mina Kimura is the little sister of Akira. She is a 5’3 Kemp’s Ridley Sea Turtle but doesn’t have the marks like Akira (She actually gets the marks from her mom Koki)! She uses She/Her pronouns and is AroAce! She is also Korean and Japanese as well and is the bassist and music editor in the band. She loves creating a bunch of outfits and clothes (Akira mostly gets dresses made from her), Swimming, doing makeup, skating/surfing, drawing, and painting. Her powers in the Nakaruma Clan are controlling nature and Telekinesis.

Some head canons:

• Mina provides clothes for everybody (including some yōkai’s and mutants living on the streets of New York or The Underground City.

• Mina loves watching stop motion films

• Mina is chaotic but sweet too

• Mina gives good advice to people when they need help

• She protects her older brother since he can be insecure at times

• Her favorite music genres are: Punk rock, metal, hip hop, breakcore, Indie music, and Chiptune

And that ends Mina’s section. Now for my last but certainly not least oc…

Section 4: Rae Koji

Rae Koji is an 5’9 Kitsune yōkai. Her family has been ‘missing’ ever since an incident (that I’ll explain next time). She is a lesbian and uses She/Her pronouns. She’s Japanese Chinese and the backup guitarist and vocals for her band. She likes graffiti, skating, playing games, watching movies, and reading. Her powers are controlling wind, shapeshifting, and healing. She is most of the time grumpy and silent but cares about her friends a lot.

Some head canons:

• Painting can calm her down

• She has a crush on ML and gets a bit jealous whenever ML talks abt Raph

• Her favorite music genres are: Punk rock, lofi, metal, j-pop, and hip hop

• Rae collects anime figures and action figures (she also puts them in cool poses and takes pictures of them)

• She’s really competitive while playing games with her friends

• She also has some Lou Jitsu merch in her room

And that concludes the info/head canons of my ocs!! This took a lot to type out so I hope u enjoyed reading! Baii now! <3

#tmnt rise #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt oc #rottmnt #oc x canon #oc #oc stuff #tmnt oc #my art #writing #stbart #stbwriting #smallturtlebombart #smallturtlebombwriting

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Older brother Mark hcs?(Guardian Alternate Mandela Catalogue au)

BIG BROTHER MARKKKK

(I've given up on proper headers lol)

Older brother Mark Hcs

He's pretty chill!

Between you, him, and Sarah, you're all pretty chill!

If you ever upset him, pizza rolls will always calm him down. They're a comfort food lol.

He will lean on you if you're shorter than him. He's not above that. He does it to Cesar, he'll do it to you too.

You and him tend to just silently sit in a room together while reading stuff.

"Hey, Mark, do you ever find it weird that the bible supposedly says you can't drink wine yet at each service, that's an option?"

"I don't question it, it tastes good. I like the silly fruit juice."

This man's sleep schedule may be fucked, but depending on how much younger you are than him, chances are high he'll drag you to bed around midnight-ish. You have school in the morning. Go to bed, you zombie.

If you have any bullies at school, Mark is. not the happiest with them.

Say the word and he'll left-hook them so hard they see God.

"Mark...? I-I think I might be gay."

"Cool, cool, you're still on trash duty tonight."

Sure, he may not understand if you're gay, but he won't care. Sure, he's happy that you trusted him enough to tell him! But he doen't mind!

Most likely because he's either exhausted or aroace, but I digress.

Your sibling relationship mostly consists of sitting in a room quietly, you posing odd bible-related questions(you asked him if it was a sin to get a tattoo of a dick on your arm and he straight up fainted for a good few minutes-), "sharing" pizza rolls(Mark gives you like. one or two-), trolling Cesar(he comes over a lot, so you two shift the furnature occasionally lol), playing boardgames(Monopoly has since been banned due to Mark's anger issues-), or just holding random bullshit conversations.

#mark and sibling reader #mark heathcliff #mandela catalogue mark #mandela catalogue mark heathcliff #guardian alternate au

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Postmodern Moralists

Apropos of writing my first book review in ages (for next month's WIRE), I got nostalgic for the time when I did quite a few for the sadly missed The Word, the magazine. Here's one from 2012.

100

Bill Drummond

Penkiln Burn

I Must Not Think Bad Thoughts: Drive-by Essays on American Dread, American Dreams

Mark Dery

University of Minnesota Press

Subversive thinkers rampage through 21st century life, perturb deeply.

In 1975 the 22-year-old Bill Drummond, then a set-builder in a Liverpool theatre, spent an evening working with Ralph Steadman on set designs and listening eagerly to his Hunter S Thompson anecdotes. One in particular stuck with him – a story of Thompson and Steadman undercover of night painting “FUCK THE POPE” in gigantic letters on a ship, which then sailed down the Hudson river behind the Pope and mayor of New York live on primetime TV. Spectacularly crass, and – it transpires – almost certainly untrue, but the scale of the supposed prank clearly had a powerful and lasting influence on the man who would machine gun the Brit awards and take Tammy Wynette to the top of the charts in an ice cream van.

In 100, Drummond answers 100 questions about his life and work from 25 interlocutors in language so sternly understated it would – if he weren't so reluctant to self-identify as a “Scottish artist” – be tempting to describe it as Presbyterian. He looks back over Quixotic missions and arrogant mischief – from looking deep into the heart of Haiti to trying to hunting Abba – always with a cool eye, puncturing his own pretensions and admitting his inconsistencies. Clearly, though, the love of provocation and blunt urge to tip up tables is still there as powerfully as it was in that impressionable youth or in the KLF years.

His subject matter is often prosaic, with an underlying rejection of the modern: recurring motifs include woodworking tools, white emulsion, Creedence Clearwater Revival, untrained people singing together. But he uses and clearly understands technology, and his meditations on downloading and copyright, and on how Goebbels would have used the internet, provide as much to get your teeth into as those by any zippy young tech guru. Drummond mistrusts almost everything – language, culture, the art establishment, recorded music, his own ideas – but his desire to tug at each thought or assumption, to test its strength, leads him into the most glorious trouble, and to ask questions that very sorely need asking.

Mark Dery is another outsider thinker, but one with a furiously different approach to Drummond's deadpan, sidelong observations. A punk by inclination, an academic by trade, he runs headlong into every topic, picking fights, firing off linguistic zingers in all directions, creating a vivid vision of 21st century life. In his world, the blogosphere is “this dictatorship of the commentariat... this grotesque hypertrophy of the chattering class”, his own stepfather is “Conan the Vulgarian” and his favourite Queen song (“The Fairy Feller's Master-Stroke” since you ask) features “laser-sharp harmonies by robo-seraphim, heavy-breathing, glam-metal harpsichord that sounds like Scarlatti shtupping Liberace... and to top things off, a gong.”

Looking at the image of the undead in pop culture, he races from contextualising Marx's vampiric capitalists within the Victorian Gothic to holding a magnifying glass to US survivalists' addiction to the zombie apocalypse trope. He outs HAL9000 in 2001 as gay in a discussion of Alan Turing and artificial intelligence, and punctures Lady Gaga's pretensions to transgression (albeit, in a rare misfire, missing the point of repetition in dance music along the way).

Behind the firework display of wit and way-outness, though, there is an analytical mind as calmly, insistently enquiring as Drummond's: Dery's topic is always the American psyche, with all its militarism, machismo and pornographic greed, and he illuminates it with equal measures of love and despair. Running through his hallucinatory menagerie of jock politicians, self-help gurus, Star Trek slash fiction, rappers' dentistry, Santa Claus conspiracies, stoner noir, zombies, guns and “buck-hungry retailers of the unspeakable” is a thread of cool-headed analysis and disciplined questioning.

Like Drummond, Dery invokes Hunter S Thompson, but in his case it's not as a prankster, it's as a stylist of language and gimlet-eyed political satirist in a tradition that runs from Swift through Twain and implicitly on to Dery himself. He's not arrogant to place himself in this line, mind - but however outlandish, his observations are unerringly aimed, almost always ring true, and even when they don't they're not easily dismissed. Both he and Drummond, despite their refusal to preach, are moralists in the best sense. They don't look at the modern world in search of the flip headache-cure answers of the Malcom Gladwell school of guru-ism lite, but accept its madness and even revel in it. As the good doctor himself once said, “when the going gets weird, the weird turn pro” - and in this deeply weird, wired world we need more professionals like these two.

#books #satire #analysis #social commentary #postmodern life #mark dery #bill drummond #klf #outsiders #essays

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deanwasalwaysbi · 2 years

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What my brain's like watching The Winchesters ep 2 and noting what I want to post:

First moment, Russian dolls metaphor, GIF it

Lata at zombie v willow at body in call of the wild episode with abusive boyfriend GIF

"The box is not working" oooooo theories. Is that only for demons? Not zombie....

Mary on Samuel, thinking he's infallible even though she knows he's not. Samuel... marks his shotgun shells yet always covers his tracks. "Only bc he wants to send me a message" .... who says these messages are even from Samuel (probably are bc spn s1)

At commune: "the people who hurt you, but for most people, it's their parents" (cuts to John) GIF (Why why why. I want it to be that he'll hurt Dean but millie hurt him. Whyyyy millie thooo)

Millie ada at garage: Henry planted it, somehow it's still here after all these years. it's jasmine, for protection

WHERE THE FRAK IS DEANNA

Mary is posing as what she thinks she has to be, SO early Dean coded

Ada is going to be making tea. Hahaha yes it was tea

Ada and lata: the intelligencia

John with pipes, literally use a wrench John. Many explainers are maybe more than we need. Can't trust the audience anymore but, could be smoother.

Not cabaret, what did Joel Grey ever do to you

Mary was steamrolling but the moment Lata says she's wrong she listens. She apologizes. John also apologizes in this episode. Winchesters capable of growth. Who knew

Millies in a dress? No way. Not millie. I love that they've already established her enough for that to work. The audience saw ada tell her for us, but John should question it.

John being sure enough to attack millie is SOMETHING, just on her knowing Mary's name. Easier in a small town than knowing where to find you, idiot.

Old TV in hotel room.

AUDREY 3

She doesn't like children who disobey

Lata talks about the tunda attacking children, but these folks (although babies) are grown!

Monty Python "we're lost in a dark and very expensive forest"

This show needs better wig work. Psst psst psst hire me

Boy returning home, what was his "rebellion"? It seems like he just left, but rewatch for gay allegory

Every time John talks he sounds like early Tom Welling and it's so distracting

John and Millie are talking at the garage, but behind them ISN'T the aquestrian star. It's PART of it. 👀 Rune theory lives on.

Oh god. They're going to kill millie and she's going to tell John she loves him as she leaves through a door.

Clubhouse gives the Sunnydale library vibes

Ah crap. More writings to be normal about. Probably more runes.

Not millie smiling at Henry's Jasmine! Uggghh if Robbie wasn't writing this the fear of outing and killing millie would be massive

song title- cloak person

This could be Rowena even if Ruth won't be here until later, but seems like my for guess is akreda related

Omg the way I expect the grr arg end title card

#the winchesters spoilers #the winchesters speculation #spntw 1.02 #original content #my drafts #to read #to gif #my process

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LAST TIME ON POWER RANGERS: The Omegas are getting kind of fucked up because Andros freed a non-binary icon named Death Ranger to revive his twinksicle, as you do. So who is this Sans Power Ranger guy running around possessing people and making zombies? I guess we’ll find out here! Power Rangers Unlimited: The Death Ranger!

- as we saw in the previews, the framing device for this book is a bedtime story being told to Andros and Zhane by their adopted....mom......which is still really weird to say because i don’t know if they’re intended to be romantic or not!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but I think it’s kind of funny because this story seems PG-13 at the very least

- Little shot of the original Omegas. The designs are..........well. They’re okay. I can’t really be so hard on one-off characters that we’ll never see again after this book fjkfd but I’m so tired of technicolored humanoids with maybe a couple physical quirks, guys. Why couldn’t Apophee have a beast face rather than just the lovechild of Goliath and Elisa. Red being Kiya’s species is just rubbing salt in the wound

Me: Can I have Kiya please Boom: We have Kiya at home The Kiya at home:

- also fun fact i thought the original Yellow was a Xybrian because of the thing on her forehead, but it’s an eye, not a gem. so okay

- So Spa’ark’s species operates on a big hivemind situation. this will probably be important

- UH-OH SISTERS

- oooooh nice morphing panels!! the art and coloring are really cool an

- oh. bye Haza.

- Shoutout to the Supernova Sister for beating the “why can’t the villains just attack during the morphing sequence” allegations

- so my thing here is. Is all of this going to be important to the Xi of the present. because this is a lot of potential for fleshing out Xi as a character but it’ll be moot if they just never address it outside of here

- .....................Dark Specter??? Question mark???????

- .......the Omega rangers have had sidearms this whole time?????????? I guess that makes sense since literally every ranger ever has a sidearm but.....where are they on the current Omegas. Why don’t they have holsters. Can they turn into a knife I bet they can’t.

- some people??? make a deal with the devil to bring back their friends as zombies???? to cope?????????

- oh?? Hi, Death Ranger suit?? That was kind of sudden

- also i have to admit the skull face on the helmet always kind of confused me....I thought the implication was that somehow their whole face turned into a skull but I guess it’s just the mouth plate? And some of the previews for #100 support this. Even though when Zhane was possessed his head was clearly supposed to be a skull on the inside? So maybe that only happens to their zombies? Am I thinking about this too hard? idk

- So this answers some questions I suppose. They’re basically just using the Morphin Grid as an engine for the dead bodies that they can operate. Makes sense, even if we’re going all in on the “the Morphin Grid is just The Force now” with it powering all living things

- BETRAYED!!!!!!!!!!!

- this will probably also be important

- damn I guess I understand why Spa’ark went all murder mode the second Andros let them out. They didn’t even get to kill ANYBODY here (even though I thought them killing all the originals would explain why the powers were dormant when Blue found them but i digress)

- gay baby jail

- Replacing blue rangers is apparently a time-honored Omega Ranger tradition, as well as just locking away their problems and never addressing them ever again <3

- tfw your sons don’t have basic comprehension in media literacy

#mmpr comic #comic recap #PR Unlimited #text #mmpr comic spoilers #spoilers

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4KINGDOMS RE-READ ADVENTURE part 9

damn nine parts of this shit and i'm almost at the half point mark.

this one is kind of quote-heavy now that i look at it all together

Chapter 38: an extension to kai's eastern warranty

the duality of takao first going YESYESYES I HAVE MAGIC!!! then a second later noNONONO I HAVE MAGIC

the semicolons. they are running so wild in this chapter. i was really in love with the semicolon for a while i see.

the descriptions of nightmares that takao has about his family dying afterwards are pretty grim. boy are you okay. i actually went and edited the details out because it was weirdly specific and out of place here, no takao is not supposed to have some kind of death clairvoyance

ralf getting his panties in a twist over takao sleeping in a different room for once. they are both simpletons aren't they

gramps tells takao and kai he's all happy that kai has requested staying in cherrywood for a bit longer!! :) yay!!! and takao is like no he didn't. and kai is like no i didn't

this sentence here is its own art form that i don't know the name of

I, too busy with the carousel of questions, theories and worst case scenarios playing round and round in my head to enjoy myself, was feeling uncomfortable; Kai, who only enjoyed attention if he was holding some weapon in his hand, looked uncomfortable; Ralf, who had been looking forward to getting rid of Kai, looked uncomfortable; Miguel, whose glassy stare as well as the dark shadows under his eyes gave him the appearance of a zombie, looked uncomfortable; the guests, who had arrived under the assumption that they would be watching Kai leave and were now forced to celebrate him staying after all, looked uncomfortable; the reporters and journalists, who had arrived at the scene to broadcast Kai’s departure on live television and now had nothing but footage of a bunch of nobles eating cake for three hours, looked uncomfortable; the only one clearly enjoying himself was Gramps, who was having a jolly good time with several pints of beer and his female secretaries (who, you guessed it, looked uncomfortable but humoured the old bastard nevertheless).

it's kind of a mouthful. i'd say.

i forgot there's a bit about takao crashing into kai and kai just fucking. hauling him over his shoulder and pressing him on the floor and takao is like wow i need to do this more often while kai tells him to not do that ever again

…as part of the first hint about kai knowing hitoshi. this scene is a bit weird

kai ALMOST gets honest with takao but miguel cockblocks their moment DAMMIT

this chapter really illustrates that takao's got one lively inner voice doing constant monologue to himself LMAO

i don't know if i'm just drunk or if the chapter is no good. but it took me ages to edit it over and over and over and over. this gay judo throw scene in particular

Chapter 39: rei overcomes a stage fright

cute. he gonna give a speech.

i was dreading re-reading this chapter a bit because i remembered struggling with this speech thing and it's one of those things i just kind of didn't want to read ever again but. well it's not so bad. i think i'll go edit it a little to make it more pro-liberation movement since i've alluded to such a thing multiple times afterwards but the actual speech doesn't give much for that purpose now that i look at it. a well

mao decides she wants to throw a soiree and a formal ball and rei is just no. nope. don't want it. but i will suffer through it

rei didn't realise his speech would be on youtube. the entire world has now seen his face. and max is just

This was so much worse than I had realised. Nobody told me there’d be something like an online stream that could be watched abroad. “Wow, the Elders are going to kill me,” I said and leaned my forehead on my hand. “Not if you kill them first,” said Max in a cheerful manner, encouraging in the way that only Max could be.

okay but there was exactly 1 grammar mistake to fix, 1 spelling i changed, and 2 mild edits to word order in this chapter and that's it. that's all the edits it needed. not a particularly good chapter but impressively complete as it is.

Chapter 40: max gets roasted by the heterosexuals, again

i can't believe this is chapter 40 and almost nothing has happened in this fic.

this line

“Well, I have a feeling that it’s not gonna be a problem,” Takao then said. “The evil geezer is real desperate to get Kai to befriend all of us. I can’t imagine he’s anything but pleased to complete the royal castle bingo for Kai.”

takao is just, inviting kai to the west on his own and max is like. maybe you should. like. ask him first whether he even wants to go tho. and takao is like /shrugs

wow judy telling max It's about time we also got you a woman to "keep you at bay" because you are such a shitty rascal, son! and then she's trying to pair him up with emily and mariam as if that would help

max's violent urges to first stick a fork up giancarlo's nose, then to make his eyes pop out of his head. max.

i always liked this little outburst from max that just boils down to him being like I'M GAY AS FUCK AND A GOOD SPECIAL BOI. NOT SOME HET NORMIE

I wouldn’t, for the death of me, have admitted it in that very moment, but the reason behind this unplanned outburst of words wasn’t so much being mad at my mother and Giancarlo as it was me regarding my feelings for Rei as something much more noble, pure, somehow sublime (and, indeed, mature) than a plain, run-of-the-mill relationship with a girl of my mother’s choice. The mere idea of it was degrading to me. How dare anyone think I was so simple, so ordinary? And I, who had promised myself to forget all about my feelings for Rei in the first place, drowned out this truth by shouting insults over it.

a short one but i think a pretty good one. i feel like a lot of max chapters are like that. how could that be not because he's my fave or anything, science side of tumblr?????

Chapter 41: takao dreams of adventures

takao's starting to realise there are actually uses for plant magic! then he proceeds to forget about all that to obsess over summoning seiryuu

max trying to explain to takao how to summon a beast and takao is just HE'S SUCH A SMARTASS. I WANNA KICK HIS ASS

ha ha takao casually dropping here that he's wondering if kai can even summon suzaku…….. haha

fucking roasting rei though

Max had enough sympathy for everyone, but I had to admit that I was personally thinking that Rei was not only stupid but a coward for not even trying to summon Byakko when he could.

and it's not even rude. because he's right

ralf accidentally feeding takao the idea of leaving to look for his family like hitoshi did….. tsk… then takao is like oh hell yeah. once i can summon seiryuu, i can go on adventures with max and maybe kai and also rei when he "STOPS BEING A SISSY"

johann polishing ralf's boots. and it has nothing to do with anything

Chapter 42: i didn't even name this i got nothing. it's reimax.

the elders have kicked rei out of the weekly council and he's just TOO BAD! I HATED IT ANYWAY

this chapter is kind of boring tbh i got nothing to say and this is also where i had to go and fix rei being all SAY WHAAT I HAVE METAL MAGIC because he literally said in some early chapter that metal is his element. in other news i'm an idiot.

but this is a good bit

We kept talking about magic to the late night hours, including what Max knew about the magic of the past Genbu-ous, and it did sound like it was in line with what I had read about my ancestors; it seemed that the further away you went in history, the more mundane the kings’ powers became, as if we, the current generation, had somehow accumulated all the wisdom throughout time and turned into a mutated specimen with incredibly complex and multi-purpose magic powers in comparison to where the earliest kings had started from.

#i read my own fic and die while at it #4kingdoms stuff

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July 15th - I always wait way too far into the day and end up posting these at like 12 am. I'll try working on it for the next episode. I'm pretty excited to start the seconds season, It means we're getting closer to the release of season 3.

Previous -- next

Season 2 Episode 1: "New Year's Eve" thoughts under cut:

Okay, big recap

I love how Caswen has seen each other shirtless

Right, the Yac thing with Nini, why did she get into that?

Jenn asks Carlos if Gina and the dancers are good then she answers

Are you Kourtney, or are you going to put Nini first again?

Okay, I was watching Zombies 3 earlier today and all the group dances looks so weird there but here they look so natural. I guess t's because here they're filming a music video, not hunting aliens

Ahh, Portwell's first couple moment!

Gina's dance moment ♥️

"We'll never break apart"... sure

Is it Gina or Nini who says "I'm gonna make my mark" I've seen lyric websites say it's Nini but in the video it's pretty clearly Gina

I found it kinda weird how they had Ricky hold the camera at the end when Nini's still supposed to be the main character. I guess it foreshadows Nini not being the man character anymore

Why does Carlos never invite people to his house

Ricky being so happy about getting back with Nini. Perhaps to an unhealthy extent

Nini, Ricky is trying to have a healthy relationship wit good communications and you're just hiding huge secrets

Why is Kourtney always the first to know when someone's coming or leaving

Expand your friend circle Kourtney

The way Gina quiets herself after she gets excited, who hurt you

Also her hair <3

Ashina holding each other really close (I like to jus ignore that Ashlyn has a boyfriend)

So the fire thing being revealed just didn't have any effect on the story, cool

Mike is just trying his best

Someone give Ricky a hug

Nini, tell him that you're leaving, stop procrastinating, i'll just hurt him more

The way that Nini is constantly compared to Ricky's mom is kinda Freudian

Nini, you've gotta fucking tell him, it's only gonna get worse from here

"You're my home" go to therapy

"The Ricky and Nini of North High" Why does she project onto the students so much

I love how at this point the viewers are just used to the teacher hanging out with a student outside of school

Okay, Miss Jenn was the lead in every play? This creates so many questions about her character. The whole "Bet on the underdog" thing made me think that she ever get the lead. But she was he girl who was always the lead??

Also Lacrosse players. Eww

You're high school exes, why is she being so bitter. Of course he would dump her when they went to different universities

Does miss Jenn really not know about that award? They act like it's pretty common knowledge

The way Ricky thinks his relationship with Nini is reliant on the musical. Someone get this boy some therapy

"I need to count on myself instead" The importance of this line!

I love how intense he's being with the dance. He's really giving his all

"Don't whatever me loverboy"

The way the writers wanted tension for the kiss but they already had them kiss once so they just gave that bullshit excuse

Did they just decide in this episode that Big Red's parent's have a pizza place

Not the throb 😭

Then they also decided that Carlos is rich. I feel like they should get better at planning ahead of time

The look they give Carlos when he says the "confident enough to dress comfortably" line

Everyone already knows the musical Carlos

"I'm Mexican and gay. This is my inside voice"

Kourtney directly tells Seb what the game is and he still gets it wrong

I think this might be the last time the waterpolo guys are mentioned

"That's actually really sweet" then they go back to insulting each other. The sibling vibes

Carlos is trying so hard to keep the secret

Ricky is so fucking excited about the musical. Why do they get him happy just to give him that much higher to fall from

I love how the drama department revolves around whatever quarter-life crisis she's having that week

EJ being way too confident about going to duke

"I lost track of the air quotes"

Wait, Seb is most thankful of his cows and not Carlos. He chose his cows over his boyfriend

The awkward silence

Kourtney immediately knowing who it is

"I'm Ashlyn. I like to know what's happening in my life"

Noo, EJ accidently making Big Red insecure about the perfume and getting in the way of Redlyn

"You know facial blindness. I have that but with emotion. I mean, I also have facial blindness" Autistic mood

"It's probably nothing" Talk about it Ricky

Ashina Singing!!!!

That screaming scrunched up face Ricky does when he sings, why does he do that? Is that just a thing the actor does?

Portwell having a moment in the midnight countdown

Miss Jenn cutting her hair after running into her ex is a mood

An american classic that's set in France lol

"The most important award in theater" that she didn't know about this morning

Miss Jenn, tone down your projection

Why is everyone assuming Nini will get the lead, like wtf why is she such a main character

Again Nini why did you announce that as publicly as possible at the worst time as possible

#hsmtmts #hsmtmts watch through #hsmtmts season 2

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roachfurby · 4 years

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good morning!!! i am gay :^)

#overrun with mlm energy today lads ❤🧡💛💚💙💜#i have no idea what set it off i was watching fuckin. train to busan and suddenly BAM #zombie movies make u gay question mark?

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If the ROs were the protagonist of their very own AU story, what AU would suit them best? Asking for science...

Oooh, very interesting question!

Blade: medieval AU where he’s a knight; crime/noir AU where he’s a homicide detective; or for whatever reason I’ve been into a Star Wars AU where he’s a conflicted Jedi knight during the Republic Era/right before Order 66!

Trouble: COWBOY COWBOY COWBOY -- possibly maybe steampunk cowboy AU? Alternatively: Pacific Rim/Gundam AU

Tallys: hospital AU in the style of House or Grey’s Anatomy. Standoffish and aloof doctor still is the best at saving people’s lives! Also, flower shop AU, where all she wants to do is arrange flowers but she keeps inadvertently matchmaking people and meddling in their lives despite not wanting to!

Shery: Ghibli AU. I don’t know what this means except it’s soft pastels, cute as shit, and she’s a normal girl who discovers something magical about herself: she finds out she’s a witch, she finds a tiny person living under her floorboards, she’s spirited away, she is cursed by a witch, falls in love with an eccentric sorceress, and learns the true meaning of beauty... alternatively, coffee shop/bakery AU!

Riel: Phoenix Wright-style lawyer AU. OR for whatever reason, vampire AU!!! He’s Jonathan Harker, but not for long, and also, they’re gay

Chase: crime AU where he’s a thief but falls in love with the cop pursuing him while attempting to evade both the authorities and elements in the criminal underworld that want him dead. Alternatively: Hogwarts AU! Like if a Slytherin with a bad family reputation formed his version of the Marauders to wreak havoc and leave his mark on the school.

Red: high school slice-of-life anime AU. I don’t know why, but I can just see him in that uniform living an idyllic school life with his friends and a little bit of wholesome teenage drama

Ayla: mermaid AU. Idk why but it just fits her! Her mer-tribe is involved in a war with humans until a sailor falls into the sea and almost drowns, and she saves them... alternatively, zombie apocalypse AU!

Halek: mafia AU. He’s the disenfranchised son of one of the largest crime families in the city. Why? I don’t know, but I wrote it for him one time when I was like 15 and found it oddly compelling

Briony: superhero AU. She’s a college student moonlighting as a superhero, but her early life is a blank. Later it comes out that she was grown in a lab as the first artificially-created superhero in a world where people suddenly gained superpowers due to a cataclysmic event, and she was the first attempt at artificially inducing superpowers! OR cyberpunk AU!

Lavinet: popstar AU. She’s plunged into the gritty world of idols, fandom, and celebrity music. I could also see her as the Red Queen in a Wonderland AU, or a survivor on a desert island AU

Croelle: incubus in an angels/demons AU

#Shepherds of Haven #AU #AUs #all characters #anon

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Murder Park

Deathnottober day 2, murder. L drags A and B to an amusement park but then someone gets murdered so they step in to solve it.

(Story time: So on October 2nd, I was out of town because we were going to an amusement park in Ohio. And I have all these prompts saved on my phone for each day by just the prompt name meaning on that day, I woke up and checked my phone and I had a notification for ‘murder.’ My brother also got that notification because Google calendar dumb. So we all joke about me scheduling a murder with Google calendar and it’s a reoccurring joke all day and then I got the bright idea to have someone be murdered at an amusement park and call it a DN fic. The wrench thing is also relevant because we were talking about wrenches in line at one point and my brother asked my dad if the big wrench in his garage could kill someone. So here we are. Also because I just don’t think we talk about L CANONICALY liking roller coasters enough.)

Alias note: A is using Alan and B is using Belvedere because I don’t think B is capable of just going by like ‘Blake’ like has to be some dramatic ass name.

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A and B were both extremely pissed off. L was taking a weekend off and had decided to go to an amusement park and wanted A and B to come with him. A and B would’ve declined. However, Watari forced them to go, so now, they stood at the front of the park they didn’t even want to go to.

“Let’s go to the back of the park first to avoid lines.” L said in his monotone voice.

“Sure, whatever.” A grumbled.

B said nothing but instead stared at L menacingly.

They walked through the park, looking around at the decor, which was Halloween-themed as it was fall, much to A and B’s liking as it was their favorite holiday, and seeing the park decked out in skeletons and other spooky things made them a bit happier. They got to a ride in the very back, and L was right, no line. They kept doing that until about mid-day when the lines were sufficiently long no matter where they went. Now they had to stand in line and wait. After they were finished waiting, they sat down for a drink as it was sweltering out, and poor albino A was wearing long sleeves. Plus, they’d been walking or standing for 1 ½ hours with the only times to sit being on rollercoasters where they were constantly tossed around at high speeds.

After their break, they pushed on, being dragged around by L the entire time. Both of them were considering killing him somehow, but that would make A the new L, and he wasn’t ready for that. They ate lunch after a while, which was actually quite enjoyable. Then they rode more rides. At about 6:30, they were in line for the last rollercoaster on their list. The sun was setting, and the air was cooling, much to A’s happiness.

“This time, I get to sit next to A.” B asserted. B’s least favorite part of this was that rollercoasters tend to pair people in groups of 2 or 4, not 3. He was the one who had to sit next to strangers seeing as L always wanted to sit beside A even though A was HIS boyfriend.

“Mhm… yes sure….” L hardly acknowledged B as he was too busy inspecting some of the bolts keeping the ride anchored to the concrete ground.

Once they were on the ride, it was dark, and they got to see the park at night. The lights were lit up, and fog machines covered it in a hazy mist giving it an early look. It was quite the sight. Once they were down, they got to enjoy nighttime on the ground. They walked back to a plaza that contained A’s favorite decorations, a creepy pirate ship. The fog was very thick there, and employees were walking around dressed as zombie pirates scaring people. Three of them all decided that if they were jump scared, they’d either kick the person or cry, so they all walked around the fog cloud.

This proved to be a good idea as when they were walking away; they heard a blood-curdling scream. Which, considering a bunch of people were being jump scared, that shouldn’t be too weird. However, A recognized the screaming voice as an employee, who were quite easy to identify even by voice as they were yelling complete jibberish rather than screaming in fear like the other park goers. A turned his head to the sound just in time to see another employee come out of the fog screaming incoherently. B gripped L’s hand in fear as his acute sense of smell picked up the strong tang of blood in the air.

“L,” B trembled, “I smell blood.”

“I think we’ve witnessed a crime.” L said, trying to sound nonchalant but B sounding slightly afraid and A clinging to his side made it hard for him not to be scared because, after all, A and B were not easily frightened.

L stepped back a bit and pulled A close to him. On the other hand, B had remembered he was a Wammys kid, so this was no time for him, of all people, to be scared. Although, he was just a bit fearful that the killer would come after them next. Though that was not the case as once the chaos died down and someone turned on the fog machine to see what had happened, they saw a gruesome scene in front of them with no killer in sight.

A corpse of a young woman laid there, her head smashed in from the side pouring blood and brain matter onto the pavement. Guests screamed in disgust, and the street devolved into complete chaos until park security came and roped the area off. L, A, and B had watched the entire scene play out and stepped forwards after everyone had calmed down.

“Excuse me,” L said, raising a hand, “We three happen to be detectives. We can handle this.”

The park security was more than suspicious at that claim until L pulled out a fake FBI badge he kept on him for times like these, “We’re FBI. Child prodigies. We’d like to take a look at this crime scene.”

The security members looked at each other for a moment, then decided to take L’s word and let them inspect the body. B knelt next to the corpse and examined the wound, putting his forensics and CSI training to good use. L and A stood by waiting for an opinion from B, considering he was one of the few kids who specialized in forensic pathology rather than actual deductive work.

“Alan, what do you think?” L asked with his thumb placed on his lip.

A raised an eyebrow at his alias being used but answered non the less, “I think we need to question the employees and people she was here with, but more importantly, not let anyone leave the park.”

“And why do you say that?” L prodded some more. He already knew why A’d make that call; he just wanted to make sure A knew why he made that call.

“Checking with the employees is obvious along with interviewing the people she was herewith. Making sure no one leaves the park is so we don’t lose any suspects. I’m mostly interested in keeping the employees here, though.” A said coldly.

“Oh,” L turned his head to A, “And why employees?”

“It’s just- a shot in the dark… is all….” A trailed off. A had an issue with making claims with no basis and wild leaps of faith during investigations. He knew L didn’t operate like that, but it was just in his nature to do it.

“Well, Alan is right.” B interrupted as he stood up, “This wound was made by a hard, slim object hitting the skull with tremendous force. My suggestion would be a wrench and a large one at that.”

“Right… And no one brings wrenches to an amusement park unless they need to work on something, which points to an employee who works in Maintenence or, at the very least, has access to a tool room.” A said, looking back to L for approval.

“Yes, that’s what I’d say s the most likely conclusion.” L said calmly.

A smiled, knowing L thought his deduction was correct, “So then we should question the employees here?” A asked.

“Yes, you work on that while I speak to her part members. Belvedere, you keep looking at the corpse.” L said, referring to B using his alias as well.

B was a little angry he was being demoted to corpse inspection, but he was fine with that. He enjoyed the dead bodies. A took a deep breath and approached the employees who were dressed up at the time and spoke to them all, trying to get as much information out of them as possible. Likewise, L spoke to the girl’s party. Afterward, the two met up again to discuss.

“So, what did you get?” A asked.

“She was a college student from out of town here with her boyfriend, who is also not from this area. She had no contacts here, so there’s n reason anyone in the area should have a grudge against her. And you?” L responded, immediately assuming A was looking for connections, which he was.

“The employees say everyone who works in this part of the park has access to at least one tool room, so no one is ruled out except for the few who were out in costume as they wouldn’t have had time to retrieve a wrench while working here. It is to be noted, however, that the employee who screamed when the corpse was discovered had a reputation among the others as a bit of a promiscuous lady, so plenty of other employees had a reason to hate her, considering the relationship drama. That, combined with what you said, makes me believe that an upset coworker killed our victim accidentally while the real target was the employee who first discovered the body.” A said proudly.

“Impressive….” L mumbled, “Now we just need to find who did it from our list of suspects.”

“Right, I think we should figure out what size wrench killed her. Considering not everyone has access to every tool room, and each one contains different tools for each ride.” A turned to B, “Any idea as to what size wrench we’re dealing with, Belvedere?”

“Judging from my measurements, it should be a… 4? I would fit what I believe is roughly a 3 inch bolt. That’s what Google told me.” B shrugged.

A and L scowed at him.

“I’m GAY. I don’t know anything about tools!” B yelled.

The two of them rolled their eyes, “Well, what ride would use that size?” A asked.

“The ride we were just on, of course. The paint was chipped around the bolts at the bottom of the ride in a way that resembled the marks left by a wrench. This is unlike the other bolts on other rides, which are painted over perfectly, meaning only that one was receiving constant maintenance. Conveniently, those bolts were 3 inches in diameter.” L stated his own deduction this time without having A explain his thoughts—this time, A mentally kicked himself for not noticing that minor detail. He shouldn’t have, but he didn’t while L did. Just another way, L was still much better than him.

“Ah, perfect!” A turned to the employees, “Are there any people who work on that ride,” A pointed to it as he did not know its name, “Who would have a grudge against our intended victim?”

“Well, Steve would. He’s kind of a creep. If it were anyone, it’d be him.” one of them said.

A turned back at L and smiled. L nodded his head in approval. They had a suspect, just in time too, the cops had arrived, and the three reported their findings before leaving. The park had to be closed early, but it was starting to rain, so they didn’t want to stick around. L bought the two of them some things from the shops, and they all went back to their hotel.

“So A, noticed you were pretty scared there.” B teased.

“Shut up, so were you.” A replied.

“You both had a good reason to be. I’ll admit even I was startled by such an event.” L said.

“Whatever… I was scared. But I had you two, so I’m fine.” A rolled over, trying to hide his blush.

“Aw, you trust us to protect you? That’s adorable. I’m touched.” B placed a hand on his heart.

L sat down next to the two of them on the bed, “B, you were trembling, so really I was the one protecting you two.” “Yes, it’s a miracle we all made it.” B rolled his eyes.

“You’re very ungrateful. I saved your life back there, you know.” L was joking, but it seemed hard to tell with his monotone. Though A and B could tell, seeing as they were used to it.

A hugged L, “Well, I’m grateful.” he said before kissing L on the cheek and then laying down, “Good night. I’m tired.”

L touched his cheek as his face went a bit pink, “Good night, A….”

“I’m also tired.” B said before crawling under his blanket, “Good night, L.”

“Good night, Beyond.” L moved to get off their bed, but A stopped him.

“L,” A asked, “Could you sleep in our bed? To protect us?” A said in a half-joking manner.

L understood what A meant, though, and climbed in between the two. A curled up against him immediately. B took a minute before deciding he also wanted to cuddle and nuzzled into L’s back.

In the morning, L was watching the morning news before A and B woke up. The story of the amusement park murder came on, and he learned that Steve had been arrested where he confessed to the murder. A was right in his deduction, aside from the small part where L had figured out the ride staff to look at. However, that was a very small detail, though he hoped A didn’t beat himself up over it. Either way, they both did a fine job solving it. L turned off the tv and laid back down between his two succors, deciding to get some more time in with them before he had to leave them again.

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