#i also like the idea of a killer just doing all sorts of weird shit to fuck with investigators
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You know how skeletal remains are often identified by dental records? Wouldn't it be fucked up if someone killed someone and then filed their teeth? (rather than just smashing that whole area and trying to dispose of the bits)
Imagine you're a forensic odontologist and are met with that. I'm not saying it would make the remains impossible to identify, it wouldn't, I'm just saying wouldn't that be weird?
Initially, I was thinking of like smoothing out their teeth, but what if they made different fake features.
Now, forensic odontologists use more than just the crown of the teeth, they have other information like dental radiography and stuff but I imagine that would throw someone off. Like, the rest is the same but the crowns of the teeth are different??? Is this a different person with coincidentally similar roots or...
#funny#to me anyways#idea#murder#skeletal remains#forensic odontology#hal rambles#forensics#death#teeth#weird ideas regarding teeth#i'm just imagining the bewilderment#like who would DO THAT???#lmao#hilarious murder concept#i also like the idea of a killer just doing all sorts of weird shit to fuck with investigators#like for fun#i used to come up with all sorts of random weird things you could do with corpses as like a hobby I guess#yeah you'd be more likely to incriminate yourself and leave evidence that way but hear me out...
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the TAPE WOMAN INCIDENT is as follows. under a cut because this is a LONG ass ride
okay so to preface i need u to understand two things
1) i live in the middle of nowhere. i personally live in the middle of a CORNFIELD and it takes me fifteen minutes to drive to where i work and even that location is pretty non-notable. i work on the weekends and it gets pretty dead past 6 pm
2) i had a coworker we’ll call Sheldon who was one of THE worst people i’ve ever met. the most unbearable obtuse cishet white gay guy you can imagine. like “lesbians get too much rep” kind of guy. would follow you around WHILE you did your job stocking shit and talk your ear off to hear his own voice . beyond that he was super weirdly violent. he’d make up stories about himself to sound cool but instead of being like “yeah my dad works at minecraft” he’d make up stories abt himself beating the shit out of people and like. wrenching their hair out.
if anyone else said these things to me i’d be scared shitless but i knew i could take him in a fight but it was still fucking WEIRD. talked abt wanting to hurt a higher-ups kids and he STILL wasn’t fired for that (eventually got fired later thank god) but he constantly did things that were borderline like. budding serial killer behavior ON TOP OF being unbearable to work with and constantly stealing my sales to make my numbers look bad
so. one of my coworkers had to leave early bc she was sick and i was given an ultimatum. i could either A) close alone for the very first time and be by myself for like two hours with no prior warning OR B) have sheldon come and close with me. of course i picked the former with NO hesitation. i figure yeah this is a scary and sudden happenstance but also if i had to be around him any longer id freak the fuck out. plus im like it’s like what. 5pm already? it’s not gonna be bad. i can deal w this.
so i’m sitting in the back alone and relaxing and whatever. i did everything i needed to do for the rest of the night earlier and since nobody was in the store i was just new boot goofing. the only thing of note that happens is that these middle school age boys come in and buy perms and leave. they will be back later
i go back to the back room and i’m enjoying myself when i hear the door ding so i go up to the front. in comes the omen: a woman in a tank top, coated in orange spray tan, with a bedazzled cross necklace. she’s the normal amount of annoying for any given Customer Interaction. HOWEVER
i go to cash her out. and i’m waiting for her to press a button on the card scanner but i don’t get the chance to be like “hey you need to do this for me to even start scanning your shit” because she begins telling me about an experience she just had
she goes “well. just so you know, i saw a woman in this parking lot, and she was sort of peering around into people’s cars, and she came up to me- and her face was ALL taped up.” so at this point im thinking like. gauze?? medical tape??
and she continues- “and she wanted a ride. so i said, okay, and i let her into my car. and she wanted a smoothie”
(i have to interject here to say there is NOWHERE to get a smoothie near me. i have no idea what she’s talking about)
“so i took her to the smoothie place. she also had a BIG bag of carrots, and she wanted them to put the carrots in there. so they did, but then she decided she wanted them to remake the drink because they touched the carrots. anyway, i decided that was too much, so i had to drop her off. i let her go at starbucks, so, you know. if you see her, BE CAREFUL.”
okay so let’s unpack this. FIRSTLY i have had a woman made up to me. this is completely unbelievable from start to finish. i have no fucking idea what she’s talking about . SECONDLY: BE CAREFUL??
so i’m just like. sure this might as well happen . and i’m just like “ooh. um. haha yeah okay” and finally get to scanning her shit. and she goes to leave and stops at the door and her face falls as she STARES at me and whispers:
“i don’t know if you believe in this sort of thing, but i think god is watching. ALL the time. and i think he really, really wanted me to give her that smoothie. but i just COULDN’T do it.”
and she fucking leaves . so i’m just left there like 🧍 and i go sit back in the back. and im chilling out back there when i hear the door ding, so i go up and i’m greeted by the perm boys. they forgot some stuff they needed, so i’m like. ok cool no prob, heres what you need. while i’m helping them i hear the door ding again, but i’m helping the perm boys, so i figure i’ll finish with them and then see who came in and what they need.
we go to walk up to the register and someone’s facing away from us in the aisle. so i’m like “oh um excuse me! just gotta sneak past ya” and the Person turns around.
the tape woman. imagine if you will a lady with her ENTIRE HEAD wrapped in duct tape like the INVISIBLE FUCKING MAN. with a hole cut out in the duct tape for her mouth but NONE FOR HER EYES . there’s a single tape hole right next to her nose that she’s using to look out at me and in order to see me she has to lean all the way back to look at me with it . ADDITIONALLY she is carrying a fucking DUFFEL BAG that’s OPENED and filled with LOOSE BABY CARROTS
so while my heart takes a fastpass route straight to my stomach i am faced with a MYRIAD of realizations:
FIRSTLY the tape woman is fucking real. the omen i was given not even an hour earlier had come to pass and she was now in my store. SECONDLY i am the only person working. i can’t even look at anyone and be like HEY WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON because my only witnesses are the goddamn PERM BOYS and THIRDLY i have to act like her head is NOT in fact covered in duct tape because like. i dont know what the hell is going on i think if i react in any way i will be in danger
so the tape woman scoots out of the way and i check the perm boys out. and they BOOK IT out of the store . so i am now left alone with the tape woman
and i’m like <:) ..... do you. um. need any help with finding anything? and the tape lady turns around and she points at a bottle and goes. “is this shampoo?” and i’m like “ohhh um no that’s color sealer. this is shampoo here” and like. despite looking 100% like she was going to axe murder me she was one of the nicest people i had dealt with all day. she was just like “oh okay! thank you”.
and she asks me how much is so i tell her and she’s like oh alright. i only have five bucks on me right now so i’m gonna go into the parking lot and see if i can find any money. and i felt bad because like. i was going to offer to pay but the registers don’t let you cash yourself out if you’re ringing on them so i was just like “oh! alright!”
so she leaves and comes back a minute or two later and she’s very nicely just like “oh um don’t worry about it, i’m not gonna get anything today. have a nice night” and im like oh you too! and she leaves. and i watch through the front window as she goes to leave and this guy gives her like 20 bucks . so i’m thinking “oh she’s gonna come back and buy it right”
she comes back into the door. and stops in the doorway and she says to me
“um, don’t worry about it, actually. i’m not gonna get that right now-“
and she lowers her voice before going:
“because i have to pray. and if the prayer turns out RIGHT. i will come back. and i will buy it.”
and she LEAVES without a second word. did not even see her in the PARKING LOT for the rest of the NIGHT . i have asked MULTIPLE PEOPLE who work in the same plaza if they encountered this lady and NOBODY HAS. i asked the people at STARBUCKS and they say they haven’t ever seen her. my ONLY witnesses are these middle schoolers trying to get perms. i have been thinking about this at least once a day since the event has happened. i haven’t even seen the first lady who warned me about her since. i think i was contacted by spirits or something
tldr two separate women channel god in a beauty supply store in the middle of country bumpkin nowhere at 7:30 pm while i closed alone
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not sure if ive talked about it on here before but the worst thing about prisma illya to me is that they wasted the absolutely perfect premise that is post-FSN illya becoming a magical girl
i feel like there's incredible comic potential in the idea of a mahou shoujo MC who is already completely used to the weird magic shit and deadly situations but has to adjust to the idea that her complete disregard for collateral damage and willingness to brutally murder people is Bad, Actually
just imagine all the characters treating her like a child because of the cute face and frilly dress and then realising she is deadass an adult woman who was thoroughly trained as a magus and has a sadistic streak a mile wide
and of course you can see the potential for genuine character development stemming from these jokes, illya isn't cruel or a killer by nature, she was raised that way, and given an actually good and helpful way of using her powers could show that
i also think her genuinely heroic moments would hit a lot harder given her history with shirou and kiritsugu in the FSN timeline, you could do all sorts of things with her limited lifespan whether it serves as drama or character motivation or you just handwave it away by saying she was cured when she became a magical girl
there's so much depth that using her could add and the part that frustrates me the most is that you would have to take away basically nothing of substance from current prillya to create this version
everything about miyu's plotline could still exist, FSN illya could still have a really cute relationship with her, maybe kuro would be a bit harder to justify with the lore but she's distinct enough from FSN illya that they could also have an interesting dynamic
there's genuinely no reason why this couldn't be a thing besides hiroyama having no confidence in his ability to write anything more complex than a cardcaptor sakura clone
'oh but it would be weird for illya to go off and do magical girl things in a timeline where she lived with shirou&co at the emiya household, wouldn't all the characters and plot elements from fsn get dragged into it'
are you familiar with the origins of nanoha
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Ello lovelies.
I'd like you to meet....
Cecile Nora Gallagher
She's the "Y/N" I thought about from a really good RZ Michael Myers fic I read a while ago. I believe the fic's name is "Stuck On A Friend & Killer".
(Used a refrence photo)
I kinda wanna draw her as a 12-year-old little shit lowkey.
(backstory below)
TW: murder and dumbass backstory
My weird little brain came up with a backstory for Y/N because I have my delusions 🥰.
After living near her grandmother and cousin in Michigan, Connie, Bruce, and she moved to Illinois. Prior to moving to California, they lived in a number of places, but California was the last place they lived before settling in Haddonfield.
Anyway, they moved to Haddonfield because shit went down in Michigan. The shit that went down was Nora murdering someone to protect her cousin and her grandmother covering it up, not telling anyone what she did. Connie and Bruce move to Illinois gradually after Nora's grandmother influences them to do so in the wake of the killing.
I created this little backstory for my version of Y/N because I personally like the idea that Y/N has some similarities to Michael. In spite of that, she does not kill based on voices in her head, but rather out of love for the ones she loves or those she considers "family". As she sees it, it is essential to protect those who give you conditional love and some sort of support.
Having been separated from her cousin and grandmother, and then seeing her own imperfect family crumble because of the divorce, she clings to Michael, who is rarely affectionate, but is always present in her life and chooses to be with her out of all those around her. This makes sense to me, given that Connie barely shows her any affection or love, and her father barely even appears anymore. From here, Nora loves and cares for him throughout the years as if he were a member of her family. Therefore, she seems not to have ratted him out to the police and stays by his side.
I know very well that none of this is canon to the actual story, therefore it is only my version of Y/N. I just like being extra and adding backstories to reader inserts because I have no life.
(Still, a few kinks I gotta work with the backstory, and might make more art of her later, I just have to get good at said art. Btw I'm talking about the og story, not the au fluff story. Also i already know some9ne made a story based off of this on AO3, and its actually really good.)
#rz michael myers#rz!michael myers#michael myers x reader#rz myers x reader#ao3fic#Ao3#i have no life#black y/n#black reader#halloween 2007#rz michael myers x reader#rz michael myers x black!reader#art#art work#Slasher x black y/n
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I
Britney smiled a well-rehearsed smile. Be pleasant. Be kind. Smile through the fear, smile through the pain. Midwestern stoicism. A part of it was a sort of “fake it ‘till you make it” method: if you looked happy, pleasant, at peace to the world, maybe at some point you’d start believing it, you’d forget the mask was just that. Well, that didn’t work for Britney. Not one bit. She felt the monster always there, lurking under her cheer. Her new therapist, Roderick, was staring at her. She kept her poise. She needed to get the measure of the man as much as he was evaluating her.
“So, Britney, what brings you here?”
No. Not yet. Perhaps never. She had to know Roderick could be trusted before she spoke the truth.
“Just… a lot of stuff”, she replied.
“Okay. Where do you want to start? Do you live alone?”
Good. Safe turf.
“Oh, I live with my parents and my little sister, Christina.” She noticed the therapist’s eyebrow raising slightly. “Yeah, I know. Britney and Christina. That’s what you get with parents a bit too into late nineties music paired with a bad sense of humor. I mean, I’m okay with it now. Christina hates it, though. Goes by Kelly anywhere other than home, and even tried to get our parents to call her that. Of course they didn’t. Big fight that day, but she’s at that age, you know? Eighteen as of two months ago.”
A cute ice breaker. Not saying anything too personal, but being pleasant and fun. Roderick laughed.
“Sorry. It’s just… Britney, you know what was the first CD I ever bought with my own money? Baby One More Time. So as far as I can see, I’m talking to my idol!” he joked.
Britney laughed. It was weird. She had been bombarded with Britney jokes all her life, and yet Roderick’s laughter seemed so genuine, so contagious. And for a man, that confession would not have been easy to make, so he was either gay or supernaturarly confident.
“But seriously, what’s troubling you?”
Okay, Britney figured. Let’s give him a taste.
“I have these… problems. Anxiety, depression, guilt, insomnia, a feeling that…”
“...That no matter what you do you’ll never be good enough, productive enough, pure enough, virtuous enough?”
Read her fucking mind.
“Pretty much”
“I get the feeling we’ll be talking about your family quite a bit”
“That… yep, that’d be inevitable”
“Only when you are ready. You mentioned guilt, though”
Shit. He picked up on that quickly.
“I did”
“Why is that? I’m not a mind reader, but I doubt I’m sitting in front of a mass killer or something”
Okay. Maybe it would be better to rip the band aid off. Either he would run for the hills, kick her out or believe her. Britney prayed it would be the latter one. She also feared it.
“So… what do you know about hypnosis?”
Roderick looked confused.
“Hypnosis? Well, it was seen as a valuable treatment method in early psychology. Fell out of favor for a while, but some newer methods take some inspiration from it, like EMDR, or even some kinds of meditation. Britney, are you looking to be… hypnotized?”
Britney’s pussy felt warm. Shit. She hated how much she still loved the idea.
“No. No, I… Okay, I guess you can imagine how… that method can be used for, you know… sexual things”
Roderick turned red. Poor man, he looked like a kid getting the birds and the bees talk. Time to grow up, Roddy.
“I suppose… a sort of roleplay scenario could involve pretend hypnosis, a form of, hum, domination play…”
“I don’t mean roleplay. I mean the real thing. Some, sure, there is some measure of roleplay involved. Some people play at being under, or play at hypnotizing people. And some may half believe it, I don’t know. I’m saying it was done to me. For real. And I wanted it at the time, or wanted some of it, but what he… they did to me was… beyond anything I agreed to”
“Okay. I’m sorry, I’m trying to understand. You were hypnotized for sexual pleasure?”
“Yes. Consistently. Thoroughly. For a long time. It was a… deep brainwashing. Deep. I wasn’t… me. I was something else entirely. I was… a doll. I… obeyed. And I liked it. I was… conditioned to like it. And I… did things in that state, I… recruited others. I… and, huh, some things… I’m over it, but some… huh… notions were left behind inside me”
The therapist tried to take it all in, to come to grips with the information in front of him. Was it a delusion? Was it half real? Was it a fantasy run amok?
“Notions? Tell me about it”
He didn’t ask. He commanded. He probably didn’t even notice, but Britney had no choice. She had to answer. The words came out, clear and revealing as a wave of pleasure coursed through her body. It felt good to obey.
“To this day I have immense difficulty not obeying a direct command from a man, especially one of a sexual nature. My body enjoys complying with the demands of a man”, she blurted out.
“That’s, huh… sounds like a rather… dangerous predisposition”
“Not that much. Most men don’t go around telling random girls to blow them, you know?”
“But surely if some unknown person just told you to…”
“I’d fall to my knees instantly and love it”
Britney looked at her therapist. Make or break time. He would tell her to leave, or…
“I don’t think that’s possible. Not without…”
“Months, years of indoctrination? Because that’s what I got. And I did things… I’m not proud of”
“But such a degree of… ingrained need to comply… that’s the stuff of cults, or… I don’t know, the harshest black ops military training. It takes professionals, time, effort, consistency…”
“I was very diligent. A good girl. And I don’t know if… he was a professional… but he knew what he was doing”
“So you believe you were brainwashed”
“I don’t believe. I know!”
Britney was getting upset. This she had not envisioned. Stubborn mule. How was he supposed to help if he didn’t understand? If he didn’t believe what was her lived reality? And he was barely hiding his frustration. He really didn’t think it was possible.
“I understand, Britney. But there are things I don’t really follow. Implanting such a… deep trigger would take willing cooperation and constant reinforcement…”
“Which I did. To myself. Every night, almost every day too. I went deeper and deeper… edging… never cumming… deeper and deeper…”
“Britney, are you okay? I think there’s a degree of… delusion happening. You believe you have to obey, but you don’t, and a part of you knows it. I think, faced with the reality of what you claim, the delusion wouldn’t be able to take hold. If, for instance, I said ‘take off your shirt’...”
Britney moaned as she stood up. She smiled seductively. Please. She needed to please. She winked as she slowly removed her flowery shirt, revealing her large, tempting breasts, barely held by her bra.
Roderick looked in amazement.
“Holy shit…”
II
Britney closed her bedroom door. She had lied to her mom about having grabbed some fried chicken on the way home. A part of her had wished her mom had noticed the obvious falsehood: Britney had become a very conscious eater, and random fried chicken from a fast food joint was something she’d normally avoid like the plague. Of course, her mom hadn’t realized that.
Music blasted from Christina’s room. At any other time Britney would be annoyed by her little sister’s disregard for how her actions affected those around her: now it was perfect cover. Britney had learned to keep her own noises down, but there was always the chance that a moan might be a tad too loud. Well, she didn’t have to worry about that… and she knew she’d be moaning and whimpering soon.
The command bounced inside her head like an unrelenting echo. You will do to yourself what they did to you. You will use all you know to brainwash yourself for me. You will do your best to fall deeper than ever before.
Brintey was terrified. Roderick had used a firm tone that made it very clear he expected her to obey, and Britney had known, at the very moment she had heard it, that she would. There was a small part of her, tucked away in some corner of her mind, that screamed and screamed and screamed in vain. Britney would not only do as commanded: she would do her very best and she would feel irresistible pleasure at the knowledge she had obeyed like a good girl. That small part of her pleaded for her to stop, told her that she had barely come back from her last brainwashing, that if she did this there would be no going back to normal ever again. Diligent Britney, good girl Britney, intended to make sure of it.
Big projects required planning, so Britney started writing her road to perdition. She would need audios, very specific ones: luckily, she knew someone that recorded them on the cheap. She would need mantras. She would need to find the right porn. And she would need to be very deliberate, very careful. After her unwilling brainwashing, she had put up limits, mental barriers, big red lines that would snap her out of doing anything she might regret. She would have to destroy them. Luckily for her, no one knew her weaknesses like herself. She made a list of everything that would normally be a step too far and a strategy to make herself love it, long for it, give in to it with joy.
After a couple of hours her plan was set, and payment for audios sent. Those would arrive the following day, but there were actionable items to take care of immediately.
Any good brainwashing started with edging. It was the key that unlocked many doors: playing with her pussy endlessly, never letting herself cum, shut up her critical thinking faculties. People were vulnerable when they were horny, and she hadn’t had an orgasm in years. Every moment edging was an act of submission and self-degradation. It simply told her body: you don’t deserve to cum. Edging made her soft, malleable; her mind permeable. Ideas could enter and lodge themself deep, grow and like a vine grab and cover up other, less sexy, less convenient ideas. Edging while reciting those new ideas was a more advanced technique: one Britney had mastered for years. She could edge and repeat the words with such skill that it felt natural to her, as if her own voice was independent of her, coming at her from outside and burrowing deeper and deeper as she edged and edged. It took no effort for her to enter a state where she was there and not there, the castle of her subconscious with doors open and unbarred. That vulnerability, that hopeless abandon was the terrifying delight that got her soaked, as if she was opening her naked legs in the middle of a park at night. It was a complete mental surrender. She chose the first mantra, a simple one to begin with, and slid her hand between her legs. She was already wet.
I don’t need to think. I’m just Master’s toy.
Every time she said it, it felt more true, more solid, more real. It felt obvious. Of course she was just a toy. His toy. What else could she be? The waves of pleasure pushed her deeper and deeper into blissful mindlessness. It was okay. She didn’t need to think. She was just Master’s toy.
An hour passed. Britney knew because she had set an alarm on her phone: left alone she might have stayed under all night. Pleasant as that sounded, she had a plan to follow. She made sure to drink some water. Edging took energy and she needed to take care of herself. What use did a broken toy have? No, she had to follow the plan. She looked at the list of mantras. Any doubt that she would follow every one had vanished. She was His. She needed to be perfect for Him. The little screaming voice was barely a whisper. She put on headphones, turned on the porn playlist she had made, reminded herself of her mantra and went back to edging.
I exist to please Master’s cock. Two girls worshiping a dick with their mouths. I exist to please Master’s cock. A woman bound, taken from behind with no regard for her pleasure or comfort. I exist to please Master’s cock. A camgirl fucking herself with a horse dildo. I exist to please Master’s cock. A woman being passed around a party like a living fleshlight. I exist to please Master’s cock…
The alarm brought her back. She felt fuzzy and dizzy and so good. She felt light, as if the weight of fighting, stressing out, being a person had been lifted from her shoulders. She felt happy. She felt like she had a purpose. She drank some more water and ate an energy bar. She allowed herself a few minutes to float along in her state of secure bliss. She was being a good girl and she knew it. She was doing what she was meant to do. One more session, then sleep. She had a long day ahead of her. She chose her third mantra.
I must obey, no matter what.
To be continued...
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Im curious, how does Randy interact with everybody else? or how would you describe his personality in this AU? I'm very fond of dinamic changes and I need to know how the "having no friends" affected him
I'm a sucker for AUs I wish I had time to draw them all together YOUR AU ROCKSS
THANKS!! I LOVE TALKING ABOUT IT, AND IM GLAD OTHERS LIKE IT AS WELL!!!
Randy I'd say is still his upbeat self, just a little more... Crazy... And even though he didn't have friends growing up, instead of it making him socially awkward and unable to talk to people, I think it just made him REALLY bad at telling his own and others emotions (think entrapta from She-Ra).
I'd also like to list his interactions with others and what he thinks of them/what they think of him. (Little bit of a long list)
Viceroy - Randy sees Viceroy as a father figure of sorts. Viceroy was the one to pick him up when he was at his lowest, and for that he feels indebted to him (much to Viceroy's displeasure. Because to Viceroy, Randy also feels like his son, and he doesn't want him feeling like he's OBLIGATED to stay with him and work for McFist).
They have a good and strong relationship, and their idea of bonding is building robots to destroy the Ninja while laughing manically + bitching about McFist.
McFist - I already talked about their relationship, but they don't get along swimmingly, especially at first. They ATTEMPT to have a professional relationship, and they manage half the time.
Marci - Marci and Randy get along really well (which pisses McFist off) when they're together, which isn't much actually. Randy mainly visited the McFists when he was young (about 12) and Viceroy dragged him along. Now they really only see eachother sparingly during work hours (they love to chit-chat and catch up though).
Bash - They don't really know much about each other, but they know OF each other. The most they've ever really spoken was when McFist got tired of having to babysit Bash and just left him with Randy for a "playdate". (McFist deeply regretted this later, as Randy had managed to convince Bash to slip Turmeric into all his fancy soaps)
Howard - Howard and Randy are still VERY good friends in my AU. They first met eachother at "Greg's Game Hole" (or more accurately the "Food Hole") where they manage to strike up a conversation. Howard actually manages to find out Randy's homeschooled because of his attitude and weird questions.
After this revelation, Howard starts telling Randy EXTREMELY exaggerated things about what school like. They quickly exchanged numbers and become close friends. (And Viceroy is ECSTATIC that he's made a friend)
Julian - Randy got introduced to Julian through Howard. They both bond quickly because they both aren't really considered "normal" by most peoples standards. They were also both (in a sense) raised by the Internet, and know dumb, niche references Howard does not (he's not too happy to be left out of the joke).
(And because I'm a sucker for juliandy) I think Julian would develop a crush on Randy after some time, but because of Randy's stupid, lizard brain, Julian could literally be like "You're like the sun, your smile is so warm it could warm up even the coldest of hearts, and for that, I love you" and then Randy would say some shit like "Aww, you're my best friend too, Julian!" (He's trying, but his skull is EMPTY)
Julian was also VERY surprised to not only learn that his crushes dad was the one who kept trying to destroy him, but his crush TOO was trying to destroy him. (He gets along with Viceroy for Randy's sake)
Ninja - I feel like he wouldn't really have a hatred towards the ninja, more like "strange fixation" as he describes it (his ass does NOT know how a celebrity crush works).
And his love language is sending out killer robots <3
(ask if you want me to explain his relationship with someone who's not here, I will gladly do so)
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Loveliest Creeps can i get uhhh Three-finger realising he's caught the dreaded Feelings™ for the reader and how you think he might go about making his interest known to them?
yknow I'mma make a new story with these boys and reader >w>
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You had been working for the old man for about 5 months in now, Three-Fingers had noticed, working at that shitty little gas station him and his two brothers would sometimes go to so they could fill up the ol' truck, after all their old man never stopped them.
The first time the brothers spotted you was when you bolted inside the store of the gas station with Maynard, while Saw-Tooth filled up the truck.
Both Three-Fingers and One-Eye tried to find ways in, tapping at the windows and doors, cackling at you and the old man.
You on the other hand, were shitting bricks with the old man, confused and wild eyed. Yes Maynard had warned you, he sure as hell warned you that there were three giant ass men that came and stole his shit and to never call the police, never tell anyone because you would be in a world of hurt.
You were so unsure about taking this extra hand job but no other place would pay a good wage or give you proper days off, with Maynard he gave you both Tuesday and Friday afternoons off once 1pm hit and the weekend off, along with a surprisingly decent paycheck, though under the table, and to take whatever from the store for lunch as long as it was under $10 which you thought fair.
How this man was paying you $300 a week was a mystery on its own, but you thought having to just hide every 3rd week from some scary men was worth it, even if sketchy.
Seeing them though, holy shit you almost passed out, they were huge and deformed, looking like killer slashers from horror movies. Them banging at the windows didn't help, but the old man just ushered you to keep it quiet.
After the five months though, you were practically scrolling through tiktok or instagram as you stayed locked inside while the three men raided the place from outside, you didn't even hide yourself despite the old man's protest but really it was only the two smaller ones who did all the stupid faces outside the windows while the largest just filled up the truck with the most brain dead look on his face.
The scrawny pointy nose ferret one though, always stared at you as he made his faces and mocking threats, you ended up actually giving him a dirty look once and stuck out your tongue which surprised and amused the grimy man.
Ever since you did that, Three-Fingers couldn't stop thinking bout you for weeks, to the point he was daydreaming and getting on his brothers nerves with how distracted he was. Any time they came past, he wanted them to stop even if they didn't need too, getting a bit mean towards One-Eye by chasing him off if he got too close to any window you were by.
He wanted to catch you outside just once, he had no idea what he would do but he'd make sure his brothers didn't lay a finger on you, like a spoilt child not wanting to share a toy. These thought were really hitting him though, was he actually catching feelings or was it just a weird obsession. His two brothers were catching on, they weren't stupid and knew when a sibling was catching some sort of feelings towards victims, though they didn't mind as long as it didn't affect their lively hood.
Really you had better hope he never got you when you weren't inside that damn station, sure he could just smash his way in but where was the fun in that, also his old man would probably lose his shit, as much as Maynard was a nuisance he still was their dad.
But what the boys didn't know, even if they tried to camp out the place, was that Maynard was picking you up from a bit up the road so as to make sure the three idiots didn't just try and grab you when driving up.
Either way, that man was going to find a way to get to you and you will eventually learn about his intentions and feelings towards you very fast with how aggressively handsy that man could be. Most likely he was going to end up catching you and the old stinker slacking and just kidnap you, but for now he made kissy faces and bared his teeth at you through the cracks in the windows.
#i'm'ma just say that Maynard pays through the money he takes from his kids victims and he's actually sitting on a shit ton of money#au! Maynard is actually rich but just doesn't give a shit bout money cause his cannibal kids sure don't#hope you enjoyed this one my friend UwU#wrong turn ask#wrong turn answer
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actually i'm gonna talk about it because i'm unwell about it spoilers for dead plate beneath the cut
Vince and Rody's characters are SO interesting to me because they literally have the same problem to completely different degrees and go about it in wildly different ways. Like Rody is obsessed with Manon, he's pushy and thinks about her constantly and the only reason he even applies for La Gueule de Saturne is because he wants to save up to take her on an expensive date.
Rody is quite literally the overbearing boyfriend, to the point that Manon BROKE UP WITH HIM and he's STILL CALLING HER NIGHTLY a FULL WEEK LATER. Nothing about that screams "well adjusted partner".
On the opposite end, Vincent is obsessed with Rody in a similar but not equal way. He literally believes that Rody will be the thing to fix him, and is convinced that what he's doing has a greater cause but that Rody has to be the one to fulfill it. Rody's obsession over Manon is the catalyst for Vince's subsequent obsession with him.
Of course Rody deals with his feeling by hounding Manon and doing everything with the intention of winning her back. Vince deals with his feelings by literally trying to eat Rody, so. Clearly different solutions there.
What makes me truly feel crazy is that Vincent is disgusted at the implication that he's a cannibal?? Or that he'd ever eat anyone else. He's SO CONVINCED that Rody is the answer that he, in some twisted way, doesn't see what he's done as awful or reprehensible. Like sir you killed someone and fed them to someone else with the intention of eating that someone else. What about that is normal. TBF, he's also shown to just generally be a questionable person anyways, so it sorta makes sense.
(The whole game anytime Vince did ANYTHING I was sitting there screaming "THAT IS A BOSS RED FLAG!!! GET TF OUT OF THERE RODY!!!!" And then he didn't leave so. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)
From what we get from the game (from what i remember), we know that Vince and Manon dated for a very short period of time. Vince clearly didn't care about her, and Manon treated him "like a rebound." We also know that Manon still loved Rody after the breakup, but left him because she felt uncomfortable with the tilted scales in the relationship. So, presumably, Vince discovered Rody through Manon, for whatever reason.
Which is fine. It all makes sense! But what the actual fuck incensed Vince to begin with his whole plan. In what world did learning that some random woman is still into her ex conjure up the idea, "Oh, I think I'm gonna kill her and feed her to her ex so that when I eventually kill him too, he'll taste like he was made with love 🥰🥰" I'M SO FUCKING SORRY???
I need to know what the thought process was before, during, and after. Because why. What. Help.
And Rody clearly saw the red flags!!! He KNEW something was weird about Vince. Sure, he might've thought it was just typical toxic boss shit, but it was definitely clear in the fact that he flipped between being generally amicable with Rody and being awful enough to slap him in front of the whole kitchen staff. Like he snooped through his apartment the moment the opportunity arrived. He did not respect Vince any further than "this man provides me the money I'm going to spend on Manon."
Also the fact that Vince clearly had people that, even if not considered friends, were friendly enough with him to come to his place for a dinner party of some sort? He wasn't a serial killer or a practicing cannibal anything he just had the craziest grudge against this couple specifically. Vince saw Manon being sad and went "what if I killed her and then also the guy that she's sad about. Teehee." There's something wrong with him.
I'm just. Rody seems so normal next to Vince and then you think about the fact that he's calling Manon nightly and not eating consistently and saving all the money he could be using to fix his bathroom or clean his apartment so he can take his ex girlfriend somewhere fancy for a SINGLE date. Not to mention his denial that they've even broken up. Rody may be normal but he is Not Okay.
Don't even get me started on the third ending. Vince chasing down Rody to kill him makes sense and Rody fighting back also makes sense but it drives me crazy (in a good way) that he lights the bistro on fire afterwards. He said "stabbing him in the neck ten times isn't enough I need to light him on fire" and he was correct to do so. Fuck him up Rody. The image of ALL THOSE LINE COOKS working there waking up without work because they're fucking job burnt down with the boss inside is also very funny to me. Wild series of events.
The news the next day must've been wild like. Famous bistro burnt to the ground with owner inside. Owner's apartment, directly above the bistro, was also burnt down. Former employees come forth about awful working conditions from said owner.
That shit HAD to have become a cold case. True crime girlies would have a field day with that if it were true. This guy mistreats employees and generally doesn't care about customers' opinions on the food, and then he fucking burns to death with his bistro and apartment going down with him? Within a week of a new server being hired?? There's no way they wouldn't suspect SOMEONE doing that and the chances of Rody being number one suspect are not zero.
But also this takes place in 1960s France and idk anything about their law enforcement or what even a case like this would look like in that setting so. Who knows.
I could talk more about Vince's idea of love and how it relates to food, as well as the extent that Rody's need to please goes (him going "you'd do that for me...?" when Vince offers him a fifteen second head start on not being butchered. I'm truly baffled. Wild thing to say to the man who has you tied up in a meat freezer and is threatening to eat you. What), but I couldn't articulate it if I tried so I leave you with this.
There is just so much going on in this game. I'm astounded. Sometimes a story about a wannabe cannibal and an obsessive ex trying to kill each other can be so personal.
#nick knacks#i know im being insane about this but my god#this isnt coherent or well put together its not even really an analysis#i just cant stop thinking about this game and thus: ramblings#i know manon being the 'leftovers' is like a huge part of the game#but i sorta wish we'd gotten to see her through the eyes of ANYONE but rody or vince#because rody loved her to an unhealthy degree and vince literally didnt care about her??#justice for my girl manon she didnt do any of that#dead plate#also fuck it i'm maintagging. hiiiiiii <3 *tucks hair behind ear*
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We got those good EMH boys hcs, but what do you think the MH boys would do when you're on your period? I need me a lil comfort right now ; ; Also I hope you’re not getting overrun by requests! I absolutely love your writing<3
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Warnings: mentions of mensuration, and implied afab/fem anatomy BUT reader themself has no mentioned gender or pronouns, mentions of painkillers, pms, and the like
Author’s Snip: Hey anon, sorry this is late post. I hope you still like this.
Notes: I'm including Jay just because I want to and I don't really have it that the reader is any gender, just that they're on their period and stuff so the transmascs can still read this
I’ll shut up now. Enjoy! And don’t be afraid to request.
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Brian
Will wrap you up in a blanket with a heating pad and get you what you need
Water? Got it
Pain killers? Oh absolutely, no problem, just make sure you eat something before that so that your stomach doesn't get upset
Snacks, shit, say less, anything specific you want like chocolate or something?
Pads and or tampons (maybe both if you do that)? Don't worry at all, tell him the type and he'll go get it
If you pms or are more moody and irritable Brian won't hold it against you
I mean, you're bleeding against your will, probably in pain, your body's probably also doing some extra stuff. So obviously you're gonna be a bit grouchy cause your uncomfortable
Tim
He never asks so unless there's signs that your on it or you're experiencing something from it, he won't notice
I do feel like he might notice you being moody and say "What's wrong are you on your period?" light heartedly and as a joke, but if you shoot him a glare or say yes then he'll just go "Oh" and feel a bit like an asshole
He sort of leaves you be to do what you need, obviously you've been dealing with this for long enough, you have a way of managing and getting by it
If you're really not good then he'll help for sure
Honestly, if you ask for some painkillers, Tim's gonna get you the bottle instead of just getting the pills. Even if he knows how much you're meant to take he's gonna just bring you the bottle
It's so that you don't have to get up to get more
If he goes out he'll come back with a snack for you to have
Tim will honestly just leave you be until you feel better or need his help with something
Alex
This dork has no idea what he's meant to do
He wants to help don't get me wrong, but like... what is he supposed to do as your boyfriend while you're on your period?
Alex will sort of just do the minimum for a bit like warm up a heating pad for you and give you some painkillers to have even if you aren't feeling like you need them, "just in case"
If you snap at him or get moody he just sort of backs off real fast like "Okaysorry" and just leaves the room
He just sets everything up for you so that if you need it it's ready
Okay this might sound kinda weird and creepy but i feel like if you've been together long enough, he'll remember your pattern and cycle, like what days your period tends to start on
He does this so that he can already set up the stuff you need and usually want
Jay
This man
This boy
This wet cat looking dude
He has stuff for you on hand already
Like, you can off handedly mention that you're period might start soon and he'll just start having stuff that will help you out
Literally if you whisper to him in public that your starting to have cramps, he just pulls out one of those travel sized bottle of painkillers outside his bag or pocket and go "Here"
And then he asks if you'd like to sit down somewhere while you wait for it to pass
He's good at silent care
#marble hornets#slenderverse#mh tim#mh brian#mh alex#mh jay merrick#mh jay#mh tim wright#mh brian thomas#mh alex kralie#marble hornets x reader#slenderverse x reader
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Hi! I'm very new to the overwatch Fandom and am currently obsessing over your fan kids (specifically Seye bc I don't see a lot of doom content and I love him) ANYWAY, doomfist does die, right? If so, who is it that kills him, and how do Seye and his mother react? I did read the post about Seye eventually destroying the doomfist with some help, but am super curious about some of what happens in between and after :>
Wow! Asks that make me dig through my ancient 'Marsey' tag.
To be honest, I used to be SUPER protective and vague when it came to stuff at this stage of the story I wanted to tell with my fankids, and was also being sadly dangled along by Blizzard's breadcrumbs of lore---I was in a dance with Blizzard where, I did have a very strong idea of how I wanted the story to end, but I was also dependent on Blizzard for canon lore so that I could make my ending the most accurate, the most satisfying. But seeing as there's basically only lore drops now because Blizzard no longer gives a shit about continuity or quality, and basically the cast has expanded so much since I initially plotted it out that I'll probably have to reconfigure this ending in some capacity anyway, I can talk about it now.
Basically there were two avenues I could have taken with Doomfist, the first one, that actually had those Marsey fics, where it was basically a 'continuation' of the Doomfist cycle, that is, some guy challenges Doomfist for the gauntlet and is able to kill him and take the gauntlet, which obviously puts Seye into a lurch as Doomfist's son and the previously assumed successor. I literally didn't have a name for this would-be killer, and in a way, it didn't really matter because you as the reader weren't supposed to see Doomfist's killer as the rightful bearer of the mantle and Seye's whole arc would be defeating this guy (with Marti's help) and then basically shutting down the weird Metal Gear-esque war cult that's risen around the Doomfist gauntlet as a symbol.
The other option was that Doomfist would be killed in the Final Battle™ at Nepal by... drumroll... Junkrat and Roadhog. NOW BEFORE YOU YELL AT ME, Junkrat and Roadhog would also die in this fight. Roadhog would die before Junkrat, but Junkrat would basically be talking to a very clearly bled-out-past-the-point-of-no-return-and-unconscious Roadie like, "It's okay, Roadie, you can take a nap. I can wrap this up," Before pulling all of the pins on all the grenades on his little chest harness while clinging onto Doomfist. Okay you can yell at me more now. But mostly I loved the combination of dramatic irony of Doomfist being consumed in these fires of chaos, and of the ~Junkers~ of all people going out in a blaze of glory against one of Overwatch's Final Bosses. I had this in my brain for years before Junkrat even got his "I killed the Doomfist!!" elimination line, btw. Doomfist views conflict as its own sort of order, but ends up getting killed by the wacky Mad Max randos who have kind of been the comic relief this whole time. Basically the fact that the Doomfist gauntlet itself would also be destroyed in this kind of fight would aslo be the thing that ends the cycle. That was also the battle that was vaguely referenced in this fic.
In both potential deaths for Doomfist, Seye becomes disillusioned enough with Talon as an organization to basically split off and form his own splinter mercenary organization (I was going to use my Talon Goon OC's as his starting lineup, haha), and he also attempts to create his own mantle as "Earthshaker" but he's still deeply affected by Doomfist's death because that's so much of his identity and he's had this enormous fear of irrelevance all of his life. Like this isn't just the grief of losing a father, this is the threat of oblivion that he's dreaded his entire life. As for Seye's mother, Tejuka, it's less of a blow to her--she more or less came to terms with the fact that Doomfist really doesn't have the philosophy or lifestyle to "go peacefully in his sleep," and that's one of the reasons why they divorced and she put so much effort into grooming Seye to actually be the successor of Ogundimu Prosthetics. Dying is easy, living's harder, etc, etc.
#overwatch#doomfist#son of doomfist#A SEYE FAN OH MY GOD YAAAAAY#Me: I love stories of healing and redemption!!#also me: I have to kill off the Junkers because they're Rosencrantz and Guildenstern
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I watched my first horror movie tonight since i was a teenager in the 90's. Back then i mostly giggled through Scream and I Know What You Did Last Summer with friends. Then life happened and i sort-of stopped watching things in general. Anyway, I'm now finding myself on months of bedrest and am watching things to pass the time and decided I'd watch a movie tonight and picked horror just to see if i even like horror. I caught The Pope's Exorcist and actually really enjoyed it, which is delightful! It kept me on the edge of my seat and in suspense and i know my heart was racing at times. So I figure enjoying that one gives me a starting point in the genre, and i was wondering if you might be able to suggest others based off my liking that one? I picked it based off rotton tomato critic and audience ratings. Not because i care heavily about such things, but it made it a logical place to start of what's new. I'm not catholic so i don't care about religion based horror but I'm not opposed to it. I don't like jumpscares. Learned that from Sixth Sense and 12 years on tumblr. Oh! I've also recently seen Renfield, though none of the dracula movies that follow the books. I don't really count Renfield as horror in this regard because it's comedy horror and more funny than scary. Kind of like how i found 90's horror. Though that might have been just as much me being a punk ass kid trying to look brave with my friends. Who knows. It was a long time ago. Anyway, do you have any suggestions? Old or new doesn't matter. I'm bored and mostly stuck in bed. Thank you for your time!
I haven't seen The Pope's Exorcist so I had to search it up - exorcism movies don't do a lot for me, but The Taking of Deborah Logan and Daniel Isn't Real are perennial recommendations which I think would sync up with possession movies. Deborah Logan is kind of divisive with how it treats Alzheimer's and dementia - for me it resonated with my experiences and felt like a sensitive exploration of the topic for horror, but it can also reas the opposite way.
Hellbender and The Deeper You Dig are some fantastic work by a team of independent filmmakers who are also a family. They all act and direct and write together in upstate New York and have astonishing talent. A magnificent illustration of why seeking work by independent artists is such a good idea.
I just watched Ghost Crew, a weird little low budget Scottish movie that I won't say too much about except that it starts out as slightly cringe-comedy faux documentary and grows into a lot more. Zombie For Sale is an adorable Korean romantic comedy zombie movie I had a fun time watching. The Dark (2018) also very intriguing movie, basically victims of abuse getting revenge but one of them is a revenant.
Jamie Marks Is Dead is a queer ghost story that made me cry, everyone should watch it. Also in the sweet romantic category is Attachement, a Jewish and queer horror. It's written and directed by a Jewish person and to my experience felt very true to life. My personal reading of it was a kind of metaphor about how Judaism can be carried forward in different ways everywhere from generational to academically to people who convert. It's another one that I think could be read different, but the positive reading works better for me.
A Wounded Fawn is just bonkers surreal, I can't describe it exactly but it's about a serial killer who gets in deep with some very hallucinatory shit. Related, but Vicious Fun is exactly what it says on the tin. Very fun silly stuff. He's Watching is imho one of the most terrifying found footage movies ever. All found footage movies use a lot of pretty common and consistent tricks of limited light and limited perspective, but He's Watching fucks with the sense of reality by constantly obfuscating who or what is recording, where the line between real and film is blurred.
Babysitter Wanted is also a fun twist on the satanic panic trope. Also similar in that vein, Anything For Jackson is pretty neat. And while I'm thinking about Shudder, The Mortuary Collection is pure spooky fun, a delightful anthology movie with Clancy Brown getting to chew up some scenery. Also for the movie that has everything, Saloum. It's a kind of revenge crossed with magic crossed with evil spirits centered around a bad ass team of mercenaries for hire.
Also check out my horror movie tag.
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Rebirth Update 10a
85 Hours played and I finally got to see what I wanted to see for 27 years XD.
First things first though, Nibelheim was a god send after Cosmo Canyon and Gongaga. Being able to actually comfortably navigate the map really cut down on annoyance and on the time required to do intel. As much as it pains me to say it Rebirth does a bad job at pathing. In general there are too many quests and moments that feel intentionally slowed down as to artificially bloat the run-time of the game. Like walking behind a bunch of black robes at 1 mph.
I enjoyed the story content in Nibelheim, and except for the proto-relic quests (which feel slow in all areas to be honest) the intel gathering was a lot easier to swallow than in former areas as well.
I wonder how the Nibelheim segments feel to someone who hasn't played the original game, it sort of feels like they might be making the solution to mystery a bit too obvious, but could just be because I KNOW the twist. I do worry however that rebirth loses a lot of the mystery that makes the original telling so effective. When you first get to Nibelheim in the OG you have no idea why the town is back. Any talk about them rebuilding is just speculation, the player has no idea what the deal is with the people in town, it could just as easily be that Cloud is full of shit. Here though it is immediately outright stated that "yes, Nibelheim burned down, we were hired by Shinra". This removal of mystery is lessened somewhat by the addition of the Zack interludes, but those run the risk of just making the entire story feel less cohesive and more convoluted, although we can't say for certain until part 3 wraps up. The Black robes also seem less scary to me but that might just be a result of modern graphics as well as the inevitable increased information about goings on that comes with it.
Apparently the black robes are just handed out by Shinra, ok, who knew. That doesn't really change anything and yet it does make it a bit less creepy for some reason.
The scene with Aerith on the water tower could already be seen as an LTD killer tbh. So apparently "staring at Tifa from the water tower" sounds just like Cloud, and that's a good thing since that scores you points with Aerith. Sounds like Aerith is cheerleading Cloud and Tifa again. Also, Tifa straight up calling Cloud out about staring at her as kids, cute as heck and just more to throw on the pile of cloti moments that together just make this entire game feel like the story of Cloud and Tifas relationship. Seriously, Aerith so far has seemed like a minor character, it's almost weird, I feel like I would have put more focus on Aerith this game than the developers did. Every scene feels like Cloud and Tifa and their children, it's not even an LTD, it's the story of two couples. One that is up and coming, and one that is in tragedy. The explicit insertion of Zack into the story as someone that Cloud remembers is really interesting, and when it comes to the LTD it is another death nail, but I do worry whether it was the right choice by the developers. I do love seeing Zack so I suppose I can't complain too much, but I am just a little on edge.
Unfortunately one of the best segments of the game was followed by the worst. The Cait Sith segment of Nibelheim was dreadful and felt more like artificial bloating than anything in remake, even worse than deep ground. Apparently there is an underground lab that we have to traverse by very slowly throwing boxes around. I know having a bunch of needless mini-games was a staple in the OG and that they're trying to pay homage to that, but it shouldn't be in the way of story progression. The simple mansion layout with the quest to find a few codes honestly had ten times more atmosphere than this series of portal rooms that ends with the code lazily written on the wall. Definitely a low point.
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henlo my beloved ursa!! i hope ur doing well 💕 if you still wanna do the first kiss prompt: baby blue and jangjun golcha? he is. admittedly in my thoughts too often nowadays 😳 (get him out of there)
[the antithesis of tranquility] Lee Jangjun is talking.
Lee Jangjun is always talking.
And it's no surprise to you, of course, not after all these years in which you've known him as the guy who never stops talking.
It's weird, though. Seungmin -- after Jangjun introduced you to his friends and then fucked off to do something stupid with Joochan while the rest of you watched -- helpfully informed you that, yes, Jangjun talks a lot...
...but only when you're around.
Sure, he's the life of the party in any social situation -- you can't remember the last time you had to put yourself out there without Jangjun by your side loudly proclaiming every good thing about you to anyone who'd bother to listen. (You hate when he does that, but you also take pride in his sincere compliments. He'd never say them straight to your face, so you've never told him to shut up, even though, in the moment, you often feel like burning yourself at the stake.) Any sort of situation in which he's around people he doesn't know, he'll know them soon enough. You're pretty sure everyone you've met since forcefully osmosis-ing yourself into their friend group has gone, "Oh, Lee Jangjun? I know that guy."
Except the thing is: Seungmin says Jangjun is actually a rather quiet dude.
You think it's bonkers, really, to want to live with nine other guys in the same house. Jangjun says the rent is killer (positive) when they all split it up, but you seriously can't believe the idea of two and a half bathrooms working between all of them. Not to mention the Watermelon Rind Incident of August 2022, in which only you sided with your newly proclaimed favourite of the house, Donghyun.
(Jangjun whined for three whole hours until you told him that, fine, he's tied for first place.)
Anyhow, despite living with a bunch of guys who are shockingly (and yet you're surprisingly unsurprised) capable of keeping up with Jangjun in terms of the volume you've borne witness to, Seungmin assures you that Jangjun tends to zip those lips of his whenever he's alone.
Seungmin actually said whenever he's not around you, but you don't think that makes much sense.
"You make him nervous," Seungmin teased one day, while you watched Jangjun laugh at Jaehyun, who was chasing Jibeom down the street for unknown reasons.
"Nervous about what?" you asked, but Seungmin just shrugged and smiled. He's annoying that way.
But now, while Jangjun rambles on and on in the space just outside of your front door, you think you get it.
He came running to your place on one of the grossest days of the year (it rained but it's also unbearably hot, which is so messed up, by the way) to make sure he caught you before you left for your blind date. He hasn't said a word (aside from hundreds of dumb, unrelated ones) about why he'd try to catch you before leaving, but that's not the problem.
You're not going on a date. You're headed out to watch your favourite guilty-pleasure feel-good movie at the old Selenite theatre, the one with only two showings rooms and unaffordable popcorn. Sure, you might call it a treat-yo-self date, but whatever this blind date shit he's spewing at you is so wrong you don't even know what to say as your brain shifts the puzzle into completion like an all-green rubiks cube.
Jangjun ran to your place through the hell-combination of rainstorm and heatwave because some shit-stirrer in his house (you suspect someone born in 1999...) told him you were bringing a date to your one-person party.
In other words;
Jangjun likes you.
"--and, I'm just saying, what about Saturday crossword competition day! We haven't done that in forever and you promised we could do it this weekend, I, uh-- I'm pretty sure!" He's grasping at straws, straight up gaslighting you into thinking you made plans for today when you know you were planning on kicking his ass at crosswords tomorrow, when the big bad Sunday edition comes out. "I haven't done the past week of crosswords just so we could do them together." You're pretty sure he doesn't do crosswords unless you're there, anyway. "And-- and Sungyoon made his famous cookies last night! You want them to just go to waste? All his hard work? You'd break his little ol' fragile ol' heart, shatter it into a million pieces. You want to ditch Sungyoon's cookies -- ditch our crossword coliseum? Oh! Oh! Jail for you! Jail for you for one thousand--!"
So you do the only thing you can think of to shut him up. You plant your lips on his, and smile at the sweet sweet sensation of utter silence.
(You suppose his lips pressing eagerly back onto yours is nice too. And his hands on your cheeks. And the fact that he's stupid crazy in love with you.)
((Later, when you drag Jangjun to the theatre you assure him you were planning on going to alone, you accidentally glance at his phone, where he's sent twenty or so frantic messages to Sungyoon. He needs him to make some cookies ASAP.))
#lee jangjun scenarios#lee jangjun x reader#lee jangjun imagines#golden child scenarios#golden child imagines#golden child x reader#jangjun scenarios#jangjun imagines#jangjun x reader#golcha scenarios#golcha imagines#golcha x reader#gncd scenarios#gncd imagines#gncd x reader#kpop imagines#kpop scenarios
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I've had coffee, I'm hyperfixating, and I feel like infodumping about my Troupe Gramarye playlist and I don't care if anyone reads this
It's "listen in order" purely for energy flow; you can shuffle it without losing anything but vibes
Razzle Dazzle - Chicago OST
C'mon now. What was I gonna do, NOT put Razzle Dazzle on here? I thought it worked well as an overture bc it's about using, well, razzle dazzle to hide your shortcomings, using glamor to hide flaws.
How Bizarre - OMC
I just had this idea in my head of a touring Troupe Gramarye, before their fame, driving all around the US and having all sorts of misadventures. The idea charms me.
I'll Tumble 4 Ya - Culture Club
I'll be your baby, I'll be your score / I'll run the gun for you and so much more
Did he say "maybe," or "I'm not sure"? / He'll be a boy for you, but you need more
This song has Valant written all over it. The shit-talking, the boasting, the empty promises. I especially like it bc Zak is the one who ended up running the gun, so to speak. I like the idea that Valant is all talk and Zak is a man of action.
Two Princes - Spin Doctors
It's a song about a love triangle. What more can I say?
Okay, there's more to say. I had both Zak and Valant in mind when I put this on here; I like the idea that they both think of themselves as the underdog in their competition for Thalassa's affection.
Icarus- Bastille
Your hands protect the flames/ from the wild winds around you / Icarus is flying too close to the sun / and Icarus' life, it has only just begun / This is how it feels to take a fall / Icarus is flying towards an early grave
I put this song on here for Zak. He's a father, he dies before his time, and his last meaningful action is to protect Valant, even after Valant tried to screw him over.
Santeria - Sublime
Okay I mostly put this on here to add length, but I can justify it. Zak develops a problem with violence later in life. This is a very bitter song, and it makes me think of him embracing his anger and his resentment after he loses everything.
Lonesome Loser - Little River Band
Another one that reminds me of both Zak and Valant. Zak is a loser in that he experiences a great amount of loss in his life, but Valant is a loser in that he cannot win. He just can't win.
Rhiannon - Fleetwood Mac
As you may have ascertained, I was having a bitch of a time finding songs that suited Thalassa and Magnifi while simultaneously fitting the feel of the playlist. This song is here for Thalassa.
Mr. Brightside - The Killers
Pure self-indulgent Valant angst daydream material
The Tears of a Clown - Smokey Robinson
Another one I mostly added for padding. It carries the same general message of Razzle Dazzle, of hiding the truth behind flash. I think this one really embodies what went on after Thalassa was shot.
Love Grows (Where My Rosemary Goes) - Edison Lighthouse
I love Thalassa. I think she was deeply weird. Admittedly we don't get to see much of her personality, but the situation of being a magician's daughter with a lot of trauma and supernatural lie-detecting abilities really makes me think that she was an oddball, and I think that was what made her so charming. A real barefoot, dance out in the rain kind of person.
If It All Falls Down - Jimmy Buffett
If it all falls down, falls down, falls down / I have learned my trade from the inside out / I can strum real hard, I can play real loud / I can charm a crowd if it all falls down
Another self-indulgent add. I put this one on here for Magnifi, but also as kind of a Troupe Gramarye creed. Learn your trade from the inside out, never stay down.
Headstart- Jade Bird
Despite the mentioned love triangle, there's nothing to imply that Thalassa had any feelings for Valant at all. That being said, I like the idea of her playing kind of coy with Zak, wondering why he won't come and get her when he's so direct with everything else. It's a cute mental image, I think
I Hope You Dance - Lee Ann Womack
This one is for Zak and Trucy. He mentions to Phoenix that he felt like he really hurt her, and that makes me sad. It really seems like he was trying to do right by her, and I think he had big dreams for her.
The Scientist - Coldplay
More self-indulgent love triangle angst bait. Pick a direction.
Little Miss Magic - Jimmy Buffett
Zak and Trucy. But also. Magnifi and Thalassa.
Gramarye- Remy Zero
We move in its fire / (Show me a sign, fire underwater) / Speaking its flame (It speaks my name) / She proves (soon roll its teeth) the liar
"Hm I wonder if there are any songs on Spotify called 'Gramarye—'" OH HOLY SHIT
raindrops (an angel cried) - Ariana Grande
Another filler. I needed a slower song to transition into the end of the playlist and this one fits the bill. I associate this one with Zak losing Thalassa.
The Show Must Go On - Queen
The conclusion, basically restating the theme introduced in Razzle Dazzle and perpetuated throughout the playlist— whatever you're going through inside, put your makeup on and put on a show.
Fuck shit ass I accidentally put a poll in this dammit
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somebody (2022) grievances
This show looks gorgeous and it’s exciting to see a kdrama with an unique vibe, a comparatively diverse cast, explicit content, etc. but the writing was soooooo weird. 😭
- Going into this drama I was kinda like hmm idk if I want to see a show about a stereotypical emotionless sociopath serial killer and a stereotypical emotionless autistic genius, and like...unfortunately, those stereotypes are indeed EXACTLY what the main characters are like. Nothing more and nothing less lol.
- Oh wait, I guess there is the additional detail where it’s seemingly implied that since the main character is autistic, she has no meaningful concept of why killing or harming other humans is bad, and she has been like that since childhood??? Edit: I guess maybe this is kind of subverted by Sum’s final actions...maybe??? I had NO idea what we were supposed to make of Sum for the entire show orz;;;
- Tbh, i think there actually is potential for a “torn between the knowledge that the guy I just met is probably a murderer vs my love for him and my relief at getting to know a fellow loner/outsider” storyline that could be....maybe not “”“good”““ (b/c it would still be very much resting on those cliche character types), but at least kinda compelling? We’re not getting that, though!
- I basically stuck with this story for Mok-won and Gi-eun, but even they feel a little off, tbh? First off, the circumstances surrounding Gi-eun’s first encounter with Yoon-o feel so unrealistic and contrived (ah yes, I love to meet guys from online in the middle of the woods, sight unseen!), but even though there were some nice moments of familiarity between all of the women, they also feel oddly....distant?
- Like, I know Sum wasn’t super helpful to Gi-eun the first time she asked for help, but it makes no sense that she didn’t make more of an attempt to continue to engage Sum in tracking down her guy over the app that Sum made? For that matter, when Sum also gets attacked by someone on the app, why didn’t Gi-eun go “hey, maybe that’s the same guy I met”? Sum was telling Mok-won about meeting someone but being afraid she’ll kill him, and Mok-won seemingly just went “huh, ok lol” instead of like....having a conversation with Sum about what was going on with all that?
- I was sort of anticipating a plotline where the women would work together to investigate Yoon-o, but at many points it felt like the complete opposite - it feels like the show was going out of its way to avoid very natural conversations and interactions between these characters.
- Btw, Sum killed a guy, this fact is known to police(???), and it’s seemingly caused NO disruption to her life whatsoever beyond the immediate aftermath of the incident? I know it was in self-defense and I know Sum wasn’t bothered by it(???), but surely, like....police would be continuing to want to interview her here and there, or SOMETHING?
- Why does Yoon-o do such a shit job of killing Gi-eun not once, but twice? If he doesn’t intend to kill her, why not?? And if he doesn’t intend to kill her, why is he being so casual about showing his face in front of her? Why does he threaten both her and Mok-won later in the series?? He’s acting like a Marvel villain whose identity can’t be traced, but he’s fully just a regular guy lol???
- This is a tiny detail, but something that's been haunting me today is in ep 6 or 7 when the ear is discovered....what was with the decision to have text on the screen identifying it? The guy getting attacked was shown onscreen, the fact that he lost an ear was explicitly referenced later, iirc there's even a scene of Yoon-o talking about the ear or something...? The ear was like one of the only plot points that actually had been thoroughly set up in previous scenes, and it's not even something that's hugely consequential to the overall story - why did they think THAT, of all things, was something viewers needed to have very explicitly spelled out???
- What’s with the flashback at the end of ep 7? If it’s supposed to be Yoon-o’s serial killer origin story (the first person he hooked up with via the app was a woman who wanted to be choked and that, like, awakened something within him or whatever) a) that’s dumb and b) there’s also a kind of weird misogynistic undertone of like....blaming that woman for enticing him to murder or something??
- This is (maybe??) a story where a special dating app is a major part of the plot, but almost nobody uses the dating app in a way that makes sense and the story has nothing interesting to say about the impact of apps on how people interact with each other or form relationships or anything. Also the app is literally just Tinder lol. 🤷♀️
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Omfg, Zoroark Lewis!! And Arthur working for Emmet as a depot agent who still lost his arm somehow?! Who is an enabler encouraging Arthur's probably sleep deprived plan, of course, but only if he can go too. He has a lot of vacation time saved up, it's fine, and he trusts his other depot agents to keep things running smoothly while he's gone. Listen, he's been a good, responsible adult for however long Ingo has been missing, he deserves to get to do a few crazy as shit things like punching a hole through time with a train, as a treat. Plus he... probably shouldn't let Arthur go alone if he's still fucked up enough over losing his arm that he can't work. I'm just imagining Arthur driving the train down the mountain the same way he does that hill in Hellbent, just like screaming the whole way down until he finally crashes into something, but worse because he only has one arm, is intensely sleep deprived, and is probably on some pretty intense pain killers.
Wait wait, no, before my brain runs away with this more, tell me what other ideas this crossover idea already has. I think this au conception was before I started following you, so I don't know if it's been fleshed out at all. I have Questions about how, for example, Arthur lost his arm, and how Lewis wound up in the past but still died with a grudge against Arthur, and if Vivi has amnesia here, etc.
qhjqhjk ok honestly the au is very vague right now, in that i have some hazy ideas but i'm not sold on them and could go another way if we think of something better. but anyway
so right now i think all the riftnappings happened at once? like, ingo vivi and lewis were all in the same place for Reasons and all of them got yoinked. and this was probably possessed-arthur's fault since yeah lewis still hates him. probably the fall killed lewis but the others survived? the alternative is that vivi was taken later in the same way the protagonist is. either way i think yes to vivi amnesia bc she idolizes her ancestor so otherwise shed get a lot of spoilers out the gate (since mushi (the original one) is the hero of legend)
another thing i pitched re: how they even wound up in the past is that arthur is volo's descendant, and as such is a vulnerable point for giratina to exploit. i think giratina mostly just wanted vivi, but the other two got caught in the crossfire
IF mystery is vivi's partner and not a thing from the past (which was another pitch earlier), i think he looks like a weird hybrid vulpix but is Not a vulpix and can still do the transformation thing. like a hoopa confined/unbound situation. however giratina possession is also probably not, like, arm based, so maybe he grabbed arthur's arm in his teeth while falling? (if that happened, you get the bonus that even if mystery would have form shifted he still arrived in hisui with a mouth full of blood and someone's fucking arm and it's like. he's very small now but that's not exactly a recipe for trust)
now i'm just like. going on. but also i think lewis is sort of unique as a zoroark in that 95% of the time he's very chill unless he has to remember arthur for some reason. normally zoroark are consistently vicious and humanity-hating but lewis is just a nice young man if you ignore the fire-breathing anger about That One Guy (who doesn't seem to actually exist as far as anyone can tell.) this i think is bc most zoroark were abandoned by humanity sort of comprehensively, and were made to feel entirely alone and rejected, whereas lewis has no problem with most of humanity but his betrayal over arthur was just so intense that he came back as a zorua anyway.
anyway yeah jlskjsklj part of emmet's reasoning is also that like. if he made it all the way over to the station in the first place he's probably not going to like. Stop. he's gonna do the inadvisable wormhole thing one way or another and at least this way he's sort of supervised. but yes mostly he's just also really on board with the idea himself. and also yes re: the train going down the mountain like the van in hellbent, except that i think emmet's driving.
also i think THEY keep their memories, maybe arthur put some kind of protective barrier together or it's just a matter of the actual physical train walls or whatever.
the final note is that despite ingo and vivi having amnesia and all that, a lot of people know arthur's name in hisui. except, of course, they know him via lewis, so most of their understanding of him is that he's an evil, murderous, two-faced scumbag with no morals and the blood of at least one good man on his hands. which makes for a fun time when arthur chats with people for a while and then finally introduces himself
#the nemesis speaks#the nemesis answers#anonymous#pokefic pitch#m this should have a tag... uh#nah i'll do it later i gotta get going#msaxpla
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