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Family Feud:

Tag: @oceansrose2002 @queer-and-utter-chaos @myers-meadow-selfship @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better

CW: Homophobia (because Hoyt is the worst)

Blinky’s POV:

I had woken up before Macy, three hours before Macy to be exact. I was successfully able to sneak out of her grasp and get over to my back pack. I wasn’t sure why I packed it, the little sketch book Manon had given me. It wasn’t a necessity by any stretch of the means, but in my anger and distress I had grabbed it. I spotted a pencil on Macy’s dresser and sat back down at the edge of the bed.

That had been three hours ago. She didn’t move a single inch in her sleep. Which was a far cry from her when she was awake. To people who didn’t know her, it might not seem like she ever moved. But her eyes, her dark, mysterious eyes were always in motion. Never focused on one thing. I imagined hear ears were doing quite the same task. Always alert, always ready to run.

And her hands, if you listened close enough you could hear the skin creaking against her bones. Always tense, always firing. But right now, she was truly at rest. Not furrow in her brow, no smirk on her lips and no pained look in her eyes. Just total tranquility. And I couldn’t bring myself to tear my eyes away. She looked a little awkward on the small bed, and I imagined she wouldn’t fare much better in mine. I would have to build her a better one some day. But it did nothing to take away from her charm, just further high lighting her impressive stature. She was the perfect subject.

“You know it’s rude to stare?” I heard her groggy voice.

I couldn’t hold back my smile for even a single millisecond. She was awake! As much as I loved her asleep, I was partial to her waking hours. She went to push herself up on her elbows, but I stopped her.

“Wait, five more minutes!” I said.

She raised a brow at me, but laid back down. Moving her eyes to try to get a glimpse at what I was doing.

“Are you drawing me Bumble Bee?” She asked.

A blush rushed my cheeks, as I tried to not make eye contact with her. All I could do was nod. She relaxed back fully, allowing me to finish.

“Dwi wedi gorffen.”

“English Blink” she laughed.

“I said I’m done, you can get up now.”

“Oh I can, can I?”

“You know what I meant.” I huffed.

“Can I see it?”

I slammed the journal shut, more forcefully than I’d meant to.

“I wanna add some colour to it when I get back home. Maybe I could mail it to you, or just give it to you the next time we see each other.” I rambled.

I don’t know why I was nervous. There was no reason to be nervous right now. So why did her eyes feel like daggers on my skin? Why was my chest tightening. What was happening. She quickly crawled across the bed to me.

“No no no, Blink, hey look at me.” She said frantically.

I met her eyes, but they felt painful to look into.

“You don’t have to look at my eyes, just somewhere on me ok?”

I nodded, focussing my gaze on her shoulder, the soft slope where it became her neck. I could still see her lips in my peripheral, but her eyes are out of sight.

“Deep breath, ok?”

“Ok.”

I started to calm down after a minuet, and she dared to move a little closer.

“You ok?”

“I think so. I don’t know what happened.”

“You we’re about to have a meltdown, I- I asked Tommy about it cause he gets those sometimes. He told me how to help you.”

“Oh.”

“Blinky, I know it may seem like a lot right now, but I’m gonna need you to talk a little bit more ok?”

“Ok.”

I heard her let out a sigh.

“Was this about last night?”

“Why would it be about last night?”

“Ok, was it the drawing?” She fished.

“I, I don’t think so. I’m just- it was- ugh.” I stuttered out.

She reached out to grab my hand.

“Can you feel my hand right now?”

“Yes-“ I said more coldly than I’d meant to.

“Good, what does it feel like?”

“Your hand?”

“Yes, Blinky, humour me…”

“Umm, it’s rough, because you don’t use lotion enough. But the backs of your hands are softer closer to your wrists. I like you’re wrists.” I said.

“That’s good Darlin’, what else do you like?”

“I like your hair, it’s really long and soft, and fun to play with. My fingers don’t get stuck in it like they do in mine. And I like your voice, especially when you’re tired and it gets all gravely. And I like you.”

“I like you too Blinky. Feeling better?”

“I think so.” I offered her a half smile.

“I think I’m just scared.” I confessed.

“Of what? Me?”

“Oh Lucifer no! I could never be scared of you prydferth, you make me feel safe, I promise. It’s just, I don’t know, there’s a lot going on right now, and there’s a lot of things I don’t understand and that scares me. I have so many people to care about now, and I think my hearts to small to handle that. It didn’t grow big like the rest of me.”

“Blinky there’s nothing wrong with your heart, and there’s certainly nothing wrong with your height. Am I one of those people?”

“I’m afraid you take up the most room. Up here too.”

I pointed to my head. Macy placed a gentle kiss on the spot I’d pointed to, and I swear my heart stopped right there. This was exactly the problem.

“You’re adorable you know that?” She asked, pulling me into her lap and leaning her chin on top of my head.

“I’m not trying to be.”

“I know, but you always are. It’s yer super powe’r”

He accent was much thicker in the morning. Slurring more words than usual. Not trying so hard to “speak proper”, whatever that meant. It made no difference to me, I could understand her all the same.

“You wanted to talk about something.”

“What?” She mumbled into my neck.

“You had that look before you fell asleep. I couldn’t sleep cause I kept worrying you would break up with me in the morning.”

Her entire body tense, and she held me tighter. She took a deep breath and slowly let it out.

“Blinky, why on gods Green Earth would you think I’d do somethin’ like that? You think I’m some cowboy cassnaova type, sleeping with girls then throwin’ ‘em on their asses in the mornin?”

I didn’t mean to offend her. It was stupid of me to say that out loud.

“Blinky, I really like you ok? Nothing my family can say will change that.”

I hummed.

“What did you want to ask me?”

She sighed.

“Yesterday, when you threatened Hoyt and I asked you about it, you said you were dead serious. And I believe you, but- Blinky I’m worried about you. Are, is your family hurting you, or threatening you in some way? Is that why you came here?”

I pulled out of her grasp, turning to look at her.

“What?”

“Blinky I’m not dumb, I saw the blood on your clothes, black doesn’t hide everything. I would know. You talked about your mom dying, and you’ve been more quick to anger than usual. And I saw that look in your eyes when you looked at Hoyt yesterday. There’s only two things I can think of-“

“And would the other option be that bad?” I said coldly.

This was going to be it, the moment where six months of happiness came crashing down. Macy would leave and I’d be alone again. But then it was easier, because nobody knew about her. I’d have no explaining to do.

“It’s a hell of a lot better than the first.” She said softly.

“What?” I asked confused.

“Blinky, I just want what’s best for you. So then, are you going to be ok?”

“Are you going to leave me? Report my family?”

“I would never.”

“Then I think I’ll be perfect. I’m sorry I underestimated your love for me earlier. That wasn’t fair, that was my problem”

“Blinky, you have to understand that not everything is your problem. You don’t have to fix everything, and you don’t have to do it by yourself. You said it yourself, you were scared, I get it, I was scared to.”

I scrunched my brows in confusion.

“God, what are the odds of this happening?” Macy laughed.

Pushing away any tears she was about to shed.

“Ok confused.” I said.

She just started laughing more, like how Baby did when she was in a good mood.

“And I was so worried about you finding out.”

“Finding out what?”

She pulled me closer to her, pulling me into a kiss. Of course I kissed back, I couldn’t help it. She deserved it after I hurt her feeling earlier, and I guess this was her repayment for hurting mine. She pulled away, nuzzling her head into my neck. She lowly growled something into my ear.

“I’m a cannibal Darlin’ I eat people.”

It sent a shiver down my spine. But I didn’t mind it, it was exciting. She was right, what are the odds? She kissed the side of my neck.

“Does that bother you?”

“No.”

She pulled back to look into my eyes, dropping the scene and searching for genuine consent.

“You sure about that love?”

“Not unless you’re going to eat me.”

“Not unless you asked me to.” She said, playfully biting my neck.

I rolled my eyes, allowing her to nibble at my skin for a minuet. I closed my eyes leaning into her touch. She was addicting, an addiction I didn’t want to fight. We suddenly heard a knock on the door and pulled apart. But no voice came, how odd. Macy grumbled under her breath. I raised a brow at her.

“That was Hoyts polite way of telling us breakfast was ready.” She sighed.

I squinted my eyes at her. It seemed like it was more than that with how quickly she jumped back. But I didn’t press her. We’d already had a conversation today I wasn’t planning on. Macy slowly got out of bed, she wasn’t nearly as graceful in the mornings. He movements being sluggish and tired. But it was cute. She grabbed a hoodie from her closet and tossed it to me.

“Still cold?” She asked.

“Pretty much always.” I shrugged.

You grew used to it. My body simply didn’t produce much heat, even in Texas.

“You’re insane” she muttered.

She switched into some cotton shorts, they looked more like old cut up sweatpants she made herself. And a tight black tank top. In one of the rare moments she had her hair up, she threw it into a messy bun. I sat there holding the hood just watching her. She chuckled onto her breath.

“Like what you see Blinky?” She attempted to tease me.

But how could I lie? Everything in from of me right now was perfection.

“Yes.” I said honestly.

This only made her laugh harder. She crawled back over to the bed.

“You just gonna sit there and watch me all day? Or are you going to get dressed so you’re not shivering later?” She asked, lifting my chin to make me look at her.

“Dressed…” I said slowly.

“Good girl.”

I blushed at the nickname, holding her hoodie tighter in my hands. As she pulled away I slowly lifted my arms.

“Hoodie.” I said smiling.

She laughed, rolling her eyes, but took the hoodie out of my hands and slowly slipped it on over my head. I moved up onto my knees so it could fall straight down and I wouldn’t have to tug at it.

“You’re lucky you’re adorable.”

“I know.” I smiled.

“Since we’re being lazy this morning, why don’t I carry you downstairs?” She asked playfully.

“You just want to give the boys and your mother something to stare at.” I said.

“Yeah.”

“Ok.” I smirked.

I was more than fine antagonising those people downstairs. I already decided I didn’t like them. Luda seemed redeemable, but the two other men made my blood boil, and I was sure it would only get worse. Thomas would be the only saving Grace to breakfast, other than Macy of course. But I wasn’t sure she alone could stop me from stabbing one of those idiots if they said something that set me off.

She was right, I had been more on edge because of my mother recently. and I couldn’t help but wonder the chaos I was missing out on at home. I’m sure Otis grew tired of her ability to use her mouth quickly. And Baby was much better on the psychological torture side of things. Probably making my mother question every action that got her there.

I stood up on the bed, making me as tall as my girlfriend. And she turned around, picking me up on her back. She called it “Blinky Backpack time” cause she often liked to carry me places even when I was perfectly fine to walk. Perhaps it was her way to feel closer to me, and I would be foolish to complain about that. It was something nice she wanted to do for me. She opened the door and marched down to the kitchen with a goofy smile on her face. I swooped around to give her a peck on the cheek as we went through the door way, just for good measure.

I looked up to see Hoyt already glaring at us. And Monty just looking confused. Maybe his room wasn’t as close to ours as the nasty old sheriff. But I could at least attempt to get on Luda’s good side.

“Good morning Miss Luda Mae” I greeted with a smile.

“Good morning child. Sleep well?” She asked, not bothering to look at me.

But that didn’t matter, a question was more than I was expecting. But she seemed really good at playing polite if she set her mind to it. Both of us could play this game. While Macy may not have had the best relationship with her mother, she did still have one. And Tommy loved his mother, I wasn’t going to jeopardise that for either of them.

“Mhhhm. You?”

“Just fine Sugar.” She said.

Maybe she was more of the a morning person. It probably didn’t help that I showed up out of nowhere yesterday. At least this morning she had enough time of know I would be joining them for breakfast. I wasn’t sure what she was cooking so I paid no mind to it. Macy pulled out my chair and let me climb off her back to sit. And she sat in the chair next to me. Hoyt was across the table, with Monty to his left. And I’m assuming Luda sat to his right, which meant Tommy would be across from me.

“Is Thomas coming up for breakfast Ma?” Macy asked her mother.

“I’m not sure if he’s comfortable with our guest.” Luda said.

I frowned. I would hope my presence here wasn’t causing Thomas to hide. He deserved to have breakfast with his family.

“I could always go eat in Macy’s room, or later if Tommy wants to come up and eat with his family.” I offered quickly.

“Blinky you’re staying in that chair. Let me go talk to him.”

I nodded. I knew it wasn’t intentionally, but she just fully left me to the wolves. Leaving me alone in a room with these three adults who were clearly weary of much worse of my existence.

“Blinky, would you be a dear and help me set the table?” She asked.

“Oh, umm sure. My family doesn’t really let me touch anything in the kitchen.” I said.

I heard Hoyt snicker, but decided to ignore it. If I could handle RJ’s constant side comments, I could get through breakfast. I followed where she pointed and gathered plates and silverware and cups. Of course taking each category on its own, being extra careful with my steps.

“Bet you’re pretty useless around the house Kid.” Hoyt said.

“In the kitchen, maybe. But I do have chores.” I said flatly.

“What’s, separating the whites from the colours.” He jeered.

I frowned, but bit my tongue. It would be a far cry to jump and assume his meaning. Sure he was a bully from what I’d observed yesterday, but he was also a pushover. It was clear Hoyt held more weight in his house than he did. But anyone with half a brain knew Luda was really in charge here. Which was why I was sucking up to her and not wasting my energy on these idiots.

“I actually focus on repairs. My sister does the laundry, she finds the repetitive nature of the the task calming.”

“Repairs?” Luda asked curiously.

“Umm, you know, that wobbly chair that everyone tries to avoid. An old hole in the wall, light won’t turn on. The basics.” I said.

“You can fix dry wall?” Monty asked.

“Did I not just say that? I did say that in English right?”

“You speak another language?”

“Yes Sheriff, some people have the space on their brains to comprehend more than one thing at a time.”

I was trying my best to be nice to him, but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. I hoped Macy would be back with Thomas soon to come rescue me. I was surprised when Monty just ignored his comment, at least attempting to have a semi normal conversation with me. He seemed like someone who just did what Hoyt said because he was scared of the the other man. I doubted any of his thoughts were fully his own.

“If I showed you a walk after breakfast, think you could fix it?” He asked.

I shrugged.

“You got any supplies?”

“I’m sure Tommy’s got some stuff down in the basement.”

“Then sure I guess.”

“That’s kinda of ya, child” Luda said, starting to place bowls and plates of food in the centre of the table.

“You let me stay last night when you didn’t have to. A kind gesture for a kind gesture.” I shrugged.

“You staying again tonight?” Hoyt pressed.

I came up with a quick lie.

“The house has… pests, my family is handling it but didn’t want me around the um, fumes.”

“Hmm, Texas vermin are the worst, Hoyt would know.”

Did Luda just crack a joke? The sheriff grumbled under his breath. Come on Macy, what’s taking so long? I groaned in my head.

Tommy’s POV:

I looked up to see Macy standing in the doorway. I was glad to see her home after she left in such a rush a day ago. I didn’t have the pleasure of seeing her last night.

“Mornin’ Tommy” she greeted.

I gave her a smile. My mask was off on the table.

“I’m sure Ma told ya we have a guest?”

I nodded. Ma said she couldn’t remember their name, and that they’d just come in late afternoon when I was doing my outdoor chores. I’d stayed in the basement most of the night to stay out the way. Macy had a bright smile on her face, and I pointed to my lips to ask her about it.

“Blinky’s here.” She smiled.

“Here?” I signed.

“Mmmhmm, just up stairs. They’re excited to meet ya.”

She pushed herself off the doorway and crossed the basement to stand on the other side of the table.

“She knows about us Tommy, and she’s not running.”

I couldn’t help the smile that spread on my face. I’d heard so much about Blinky already, and I was so happy someone was being kind to my sister. She deserved that more than anyone I knew. But I was surprised to hear they knew. Macy must really trust them.

“Stay?” I asked.

“I don’t think they’re going anywhere Tommy. And I really don’t want them to.”

I frowned. Sure I wanted to believe it, but we Hewitt’s didn’t have the best luck. Maybe they’d run when they saw me. Macy and walked away from the table for a moment, and was rifling through my things. She came back to the table holding a mask.

“Why don’t you wear your fancy mask today Tommy?”

I shook my head no.

“Tommy, they ain’t gonna judge ya, I promise.”

I gave her a look of scepticism, but grabbed it from her hands.

“You don’t have to stay the whole time, just come say hi. They came all this way.”

“Ok.” I signed.

I was beyond nervous. I didn’t want to ruin things for Macy, she seemed so happy. I would hate myself if I was responsible for her loosing another lover. I should have stopped Hoyt with the last one, and it haunted me every night. But he would have punished me if I tried. And Macy reminded me time and time again that that would have only made her feel worse.

I followed her up the stairs, staying a little behind. I wasn’t wearing my best clothes, but Macy was dressed in her pyjamas so I didn’t think it mattered much. My heart almost stopped when I saw them. Macy had described how small they were before, but I never actually imagined it. They were sat near the end of the table, with a pained look on their face. We could hear Hoyt talking from the hallway before we ever rounded corner.

I was surprised when they looked up to meet my gaze, expecting them to flinch or look away. But they just sent me a little smile. Macy placed a hand on my shoulder in comfort, before going to sit next to them.

“There ya are Boy. Making us wait for breakfast”. Hoyt said.

“The foods still hot Uncle, calm your tits.” Macy said.

I slowly made my way over to the table, and stood behind my chair. Blinky was having a silent conversation with Macy. I could only deduce Hoyt had probably said something nasty to them and I frowned. How anyone could be mean to the person who sat in front of me was beyond me. It was like those people who threw helpless kittens into a river, cause they thought it was funny to see a helpless creature struggle.

“Tommy sit your ass in that chair.” Hoyt said, growing annoyed.

Today wasn’t going to be fun if his mood was already this terrible. I pulled my chair out and sat, as we began to pass food around. I wasn’t the only one who seemed to take notice of the small amount on Blinky’s plate.

“No wonder you’re so tiny child, ya gotta eat more than that if you want to be strong.” Ma commented.

Macy grabbed an apple from the bowl that was always on the table and placed it on Blinky’s plate.

“They don’t eat meat Ma, they didn’t want you to have to make anything special for breakfast. They’ll be fine.” Macy explained.

Of course Hoyt had a problem with that. He let out a loud laugh.

“Yes, thank you for cooking Miss Luda. I’m sure these biscuits are lovely.”

“You have any idea who you’re fucking kid?” He asked.

I nearly choked on my own spit. That was a new development. Sure I knew my sister had an affair sex life. Why wouldn’t she? She was the pretty face of the family. But she’d never talked about Blinky like that before. Even revealed to me it was the longest she ever waited. She was worried maybe Blinky didn’t like her like that. But clearly it worked itself out.

“I do actually.” They said flatly.

I wondered if they always sounded like that, or if that’s just how they talked to Hoyt. Their thank you sounded much more sincere. I was glad they were being nice to Mama. Luda gave them a grin.

“Oh, so you’re serious about this one. Good on you Macy.”

She was trying at least. I knew she wasn’t the most comfortable with Macy being gay. She’d probably have a heart attack if she discovered I wasn’t into strictly women. Not that anyone was ever into me anyways, so I didn’t matter. Blinky cut into their apple with a fork and a knife, which I thought was odd. Normally people just bit them. They cut their biscuit into small pieces too.

“You were dumb to bring them here.” Hoyt addressed Macy.

Macy raised an eyebrow at him. And I grew a little worried. I didn’t like Hoyt’s tone one bit. It was how he talked to me when a victim nearly escaped. I saw Macy’s hand tighten around her knife.

“Uncle-“ she warned.

I decided to pull the attention away from Blinky, and decided to take my mask off to eat. They gave me no indication they’d be uncomfortable with it, and if Macy trusted them, then so did I. I didn’t want what happened to the last one, to happen to them. Macy recognised the click of my mask strap and turned to look at me, which in turn caused Blinky’s attention to turn to me. I kept my head low, taking a sip of my apple juice.

I tensed a little when their eyes remained on me. And Macy seemed to notice.

“How’s your juice Tommy?”

I gave her a confused look. It was juice. But I was thankful for the distraction anyway.

“Fine” I signed.

I saw movement out of the corner of my eye and moved them to look at Blinky.

“Favourite juice?” They sighed.

I was taken aback. I wasn’t aware they knew any sign.

“Orange.” I signed back.

Their eyes lit up.

“My favourite” they signed back happily.

I couldn’t help it, their smile was contagious. I understood what Macy was talking about now. I really didn’t have anything to worry about. Hoyt turned his conversation to Monty which we were all more than thankful to ignore him. He clearly didn’t like that he wasn’t scaring the small girl. Which made me even more confused, Hoyt even scared me. Even though I knew I could do a lot more damage than he ever could.

“You know sign?” Luda asked curiously.

“Tiny, he doesn’t have the best hearing and doesn’t like to talk much.” They shrugged.

“He your brother or something?”

I was intrigued to know the answer too. Macy had mentioned they at least had a sister. But she’d never met anyone from their family. Well expect for something Blinky called a Gruncle. Which I was sure I misheard the first time Macy said it, but she assured me I heard right. She’d seen him in passing. Blinky shrugged. they did that a lot. Like they weren’t sure of what to say, so they just defaulted to the gesture.

“I don’t really know what he is. He’s Mama’s kid, so my uncle maybe? Cousin?”

“That make him your brother, kid.” Hoyt said, annoyed. Chipping into the conversation. “You ain’t very smart, but I figured that already.”

He gestured to where they were sitting. I saw Macy roll her eyes. But Blinky seemed unfazed as usual.

“I was on track for medical school. And Mama is my grandma, we just call her Mama.” They shrugged. “I don’t even think I know her name, it’s just always been Mama.”

What an odd thing to say. But it wasn’t my place to judge their family.

“Medical school?” Luda asked.

Macy seemed equally surprised by this information.

“Ain’t ya a bit young for that?”

“I graduated early.“

That must be impressive, Macy and I had never even finished school. It wasn’t in the plans for people like us. And it wouldn’t serve me much good if I had. It would have been a waste of time.

“Smart” I signed.

“Aww thanks Tommy.”

“You gonna work in one of them fancy hospital?” Luda asked.

“Umm maybe, my family needs me home right now so I just help them out.”

“So family is important to you?”

“Very much, yes.”

It seemed mama was warming up to them, which warmed my heart. I knew Hoyt and Monty could be a handful, at the best of times. Macy wasn’t talking much, just enjoying her breakfast. But I didn’t blame her, she didn’t have dinner last night. I debated bringing some up to her, but Hoyt told me I shouldn’t go upstairs.

“So Tommy?” Blinky started.

I set down my fork and focused my attention on them. It was rude to not look at someone when they were talking.

“Did you make that mask yourself?” They asked.

I nodded.

“It’s so pretty! Maybe you could show me how you made it next time?”

I blushed slightly. Nobody but Macy and Mama ever told me they liked my masks before. Hoyt always made fun of them.

“Yes.” I sighed simply, not being able to convert my thoughts properly. I was too excited right now.

“Careful there Macy, I think Tommy’s trying to steal your girl.”

My eyes widened and I starred at the older man. I guess the look of panic was evident on my face. Cause I would never in a million years considering flirting with one of Macy’s girlfriends. As nice as Blinky seems to be so far, they made Macy happy. Macy was also now glaring at our uncle.

“Why would Thomas steal me when he can have any girl?” They said, sounding genuinely confused.

Hoyt and Monty burst out laughing. Which I had to admit hurt my feelings. Even Mama was glaring at them now.

“You think my boy is handsome?” Mama asked.

“Sure, Tommy is plenty handsome. He’s just gotta find someone nice who will love on him like he deserves.” They shrugged.

My blushing only got worse. I wanted the conversation to be on anything besides me right now.

“Thomas isn’t trying to steal my girlfriend Hoyt. As much as you wish that were the case, he’s just being polite. Maybe you should try it sometime!” Macy scolded him.

“Never!” I signed frantically.

“Blinky is mine.” Macy said, in a warning tone at Hoyt.

I didn’t doubt if he tried to pull his last stunt again, she’d finally kill him. Maybe we’d be better off?

“What, you gonna get married? In the house of god?” Hoyt scoffed.

“Maybe we will!”

“Maybe I’ll tip off some of my friends where it’s happening.” Hoyt threatened.

I had just about enough of this and I slammed my hand into the table.

“Blinky, friend. Stop.” I signed.

“Aww the new kids got Thomas all riled up” Monty cooed.

Blinky cleared their throat, and everyone turned their attention back to them. I felt embarrassed they had witnessed this outburst.

“I would suggest, Sheriff, that you stop antagonising my people. Nothing good happens when you antagonise my people.”

The look in their eyes was filled with determination.

“Sooner or later, everyone at this table is gonna leave you. And you’ll die cold and alone. Not even the angels will take pity on you, and the demons wouldn’t give you the time of day. Reevaluate your life choices before you have nothing left to live for. As for you Mr Monty, just because you have no legs, doesn’t mean you have to be a pushover. Your spine still works, use it, form your own opinions for once. It won’t kill you.”

We all sat dumbfounded. Nobody had ever dared talk to Hoyt like that before. The silence was making me anxious, and I could tell it was getting to Macy too. The edge of the table looked like it was going to snap under her grip. I was surprised when Mama started chuckling under her breath.

“You’re bold kid, I’ll give ya that. Why don’t you kids run off now, Mama is gonna have a chat with your uncle.”

“Thank you for breakfast.” Blinky said.

Macy and I were quick to follow, thanking my mother and walking down to the basement. As soon as the door was closed, we could hear yelling from the kitchen.

“Jesus Blink, you trying to get yourself killed.”

“I would like to see him try, I could run faster than him on Monty’s legs, what’s left of them anyway.”

I could help the small laugh that escaped me. They were funny. Macy sighed, but cracked a smile anyway.

“Why didn’t I bring you here sooner?”

“Cause you were worried about me finding out you’re a cannibal.”

Macy laughed.

“That was a rhetorical question my love.”

“Oh.”

Macy kissed their forehead and walked around to the table. She leaned against it. And I chose to stay by the wall. Leaving Blinky to stand awkwardly by the stair case.

“I meant what I said earlier Tommy, anyone would be lucky to have you. And Macy and I will be right here to cheer you on when you find them.”

How could they me so kind? I wasn’t even aware that was humanly possible. I’d never met anyone quite like them before. Even my nicest victims still said nasty things when they were scared.

“They’re right Tommy. You’ll find someone. And I won’t let Hoyt say shit about it.”

I offered my little sister a smile. She was always able to drag them out of me.

“Think Ma got out the wooden spoon?” Macy joked.

I laughed, shaking my head. Macy help her arms open, and Blinky walked to them like it was instinct. I watched as she wrapped the smaller girl in her arms. Blinky practically disappearing in them. They looked so cute together it made my heart race. But the fact that they were so confident I could have something like that some day, it gave me hope.

“I think I can head home tomorrow Macy, if you wouldn’t mind. Things should be all better at home. Tommy and you are free to visit anytime, just give me a heads up before hand yeah?”

“Whatever you wish.” Macy replied.

I watched as the younger girl nearly dozed off in her arms. But Macy didn’t seem worried about it. Maybe this was normal for them. But I wouldn’t mind getting to know more about Blinky. Maybe I could make them their own mask and Macy can gift it to them next time they visited. That could be nice.

An: Today was a shit show at work, so I wanted to hurry up and finish this to get me in a better mood. Thomas is so stinking cute and I’m dying. Main timeline again next, but they merge soon after the Hewitts and the Firefly’s finally meet!

#blinky firefly #Blinky x Macy #Macy Love-Hewitt #the Hewitt family #texas chainsaw massacre #Texas chainsaw au #house of 1000 corpses au

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spynorth · 2 years

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i haven’t watched this show in so long and i was looking for gifsets the other night and some commentary from people in the tags (my god thats a terrifying tag) had me asking hunter a lot of questions because while he hasn’t seen spooks in years either, that eidetic memory helps out a lot when it comes to remembering every absolute fucking detail but anyways, as to the headcanon post this triggered - I’m gonna get rambly because it’s hard for me to organize disjointed thoughts so just hold on, mates ... don’t abandon ship yet.

There seems to be this idea in the lucas north fandom that he has some sort of break/schism as far as believing he actually is lucas instead of john bateman and while I agree with some of that .. it’s not how my brain is wrapping around it. Are we close enough for this yall? let’s hope we’re close enough for this. anyways, obviously the giant TraumaTM from being in russia causes a whole host of shit days and flashbacks and i know people argue that the entire arc of john vs lucas doesn’t make sense and that the writers destroyed his character but you know what .. it makes for some good fucking food when it comes to character complexities. Ignoring russia and going way back to the beginning, i know that obviously 8 years in a prison and like 17 days of torture really fuck up/break a person ... but there was a trauma response in him way before that. Sketching lightly over the details (i don’t wanna set anything from canon rigidly down bc then i’m beholden to it), when he blows up the embassy and then as a result murders lucas north and assumes his identity ... I’m pretty sure thats some TraumaTM right there, my mates. But the thing is - I don’t think you have to have a sort of psychotic break to start believing the lies you tell yourself. And actually, I don’t even have to say think - I can say know.

I am 32 years old and I’m super comfortable with myself now but I spent upwards of 30 years with my parents lying about how i was down to crazy little details. I had different friends, different social circles, different jokes, different things we did that day, different career choices, different college courses, different hobbies, different favorite foods, different books i read and different music i listened to, i didn’t play videogames, yada yada yada... I had an entire completely different life. When we first moved in together, Hunter would be like ‘what the absolute fuck??’ because i would talk to my mom on the phone or they would visit us and I just slid so easily into this role that i was supposed to play. I knew every detail, I could recall memories of things I had told them in junior high and high school to keep the charade alive and it wasn’t until I started CBT after my mental break in 2016 that I realized that I still to this day have things that are a part of me that make me go wait, did that happen? because i was so dedicated to the role, so to speak, To pull it off completely, I had to embrace it. Think of it as like real life roleplay. I got super good at lying and crafting an insane life for my parents to the fact they were literally none the wiser. Their kid was strung out on drugs and alcohol and had said fuck this to his master’s program and I was ‘put together’ every time they saw me, so it was fine. Mentall illness, being gay, being a nerd .. it’s all super frowned upon in our family so i learned to hide it and not be a disappointment.

You embrace the lies in order to pull it off. You live it. Your memories sometimes become ‘real’ and you have to really work on sifting through them, but you don’t just forget that it’s not true. I was very aware of who I was and what I was doing so my logic is that my lucas north would be too. he doesn’t forget. does he reach a point where he pushes it to the back of his mind and gives himself the biggest lie of all? that everything is ok? that whole don’t think about it and it doesn’t exist approach? yes. and i think the trauma from russia sort of broke into that. which i mean, was i tortured for 17 days? no. but i had my breaking point in 2015 (blows a kiss to hunter) which people can definitely attest to. and i was so overwrought by the idea of living that double life and having to choose/face consequences or face the fact that i wasn’t who my parents thought i was or who they wanted me to be .. I almost pulled a season 9 plot twist as well (ifkyk). but i was stopped and I got help and I hung in there and I finally am me and my parents have been told to suck it .. but my point is - Lucas is not a hapless victim in my opinion and i will never write him as such. He is very aware of what he is doing. He knows deep down he is not lucas north. he is just trying to ignore that part of him that tells him so.

#this is long but its so !! important !!#that last little bit is huge bc its the whole point but the reasons as to why/how it gets there are also important so #pls if you ever have a moment and you want to write with me - please read it and take it into consideration #thank u i love u #* headcanon. betrayal is a cancer. let it eat your soul. not mine.

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angeygirl · 10 months

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So I just spent the past *checks clock* 2 and a half hours doing basic expression practice for Evan, William and Michael to get more familiar with their Crying Killer designs. Obviously I want to post it because I've got 24 sketches here (Evan has his pre-bite and post-bite versions) but I think I'm going to keep it traditional this time. Might do the coloured versions for each one individually but I don't know if I have the patience : /

The designs feel a little simple but that'll be fine for a comic. Might need to jazz William up a little but right now it's fine.

Anyway, design process ramblings under the cut

As for progress on the designs: I know what I'm going for Elizabeth, but the bullies, Henry and Mrs. Afton are all up in the air right now. Henry is a question of weather I want to follow the original comic (I've seen people make it work) the encyclopedia or general fanon. My own design is a little more like the original comic and if this timeline takes from Silver Eyes I might want to keep a little of that. Then again, I gotta keep this and my main timeline different enough that there's no confusion. No clue on Mrs. A except that Mike and Evan get their wavy hair from her, or William has wavy hair but uses too much gel. Ok I actually hadn't considered curly haired Dave until just now, hmm. The bullies should probably match in one way or another, oh yeah, and I gotta figure out how to stylize the masks. Usually I just draw an animal head but idk if that would work here. Anyway, Mike has a letterman jacket since that's pretty typical 80's jock + some secret symbolism :3

Truth be told I feel a little guilty that I said I would start working on the comic back in April, but haven't made any progress on it. On one hand, I know it's a fan comic and the only pressure should come from me, but I also really thought I would have at least a few pages by now

I really need a tag for this behind the scenes stuff, huh?

#Crying Killer AU #design ramblings

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I don't know if that's weird to say but your art improved SO MUCH lately!! Their proportions are so nice now and your art in general is just so pretty

i - you - me - i - gimme a moment

i was thinking about the proportions part of this for a couple hours and just realized you called my art pretty im -

ok. this message has lived rent free in my head for days, DAYS ANON. Just, asdfghjkl. you, you have my love and appreciation and just 🥺🥺🥺😭😭💞💙💙💙💙

pretty?!?!?!!??!?! ✨ p r e t t y ✨

(excuse me while i ramble about art below:)

pretty???? literally have a post sitting in my drafts as i cry over my style and how much i've struggled with feeling like it's not attractive enough to make people follow???? (my art accts have always had abysmal engagement much less follower count no matter the platform) every like makes me happy and every single tag/comment on my stuff makes me fucking lose it i treasure those 🥺

i'm very aware my technical progress is slow but i've been trying to use references more (or more often take reference pictures to use) and i've felt more comfortable with certain proportions recently so???? someone noticing??? just,,,, excuse me while i lay down and cry.

overall i tend to go through periods of drawing a lot and then life happens and i don't draw for a while, which definitely makes progress, uuuuuh, weird lmao

i've also starting figuring out that i'm not really a colorist and that i'd rather sketch/line things out. i'm slowly learning to pick better color palettes but how to shade/highlight remains a struggle 🙃 i feel like i change it up every single piece, and i've yet to find something i vibe with in terms of both progress and outcome.

can't believe i've been "consistenly" drawing for about 9 years and i'm still only figuring out basics (within the context of stylized, non-realistic work..... i'm pretty damn good at pencil/charcoal still lifes but that's about as much "professional teaching" i've had lmao i'm a ceramicist at heart truly and have never taken a gen art class, but i did teach it so 🤷 , which is possibly MORE annoying. i know the knowledge very well, but my application is still lacking /sobs in lack of time to practice and my inability to do studies more often than twice a year/ )

ANYWAYS not weird at all to say that!!!! you noticed improvement that being worked on!!! like, asdfgh, you saw the results of someone's hard work and that's always a nice thing

i'm still fucking losing it over "pretty" anon anon anon im???? pretty???????? my stuff???? "so pretty" even i'm,,,, crying

#the bee talks #basically anon asdfhj thank u so much for the ask i've been doing a little dance over it #just take all my gratitude and appreciation and i'm the crying hearts cat picture (i did check and if you look that up you'll find it)#literally gained confidence from this. if we aren't careful i'll get a big head over it #tldr artists are always weak to compliments and i'm definitely not an exception

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hi!! oh my GOD!! i just finished reading Changeling. genuinely wasn't able to put it down at times and now i'm so sad i'm done. i'm actually a little breathless at how fucking stunning that fic was, i can't remember the last time i was sucked into a story so deeply. i realize it's been a while since you wrote it but if you ever felt like doing a sequel just know you'd have a very excited reader right here!! i'm running out of space but i had some questions so sending another :D (1/2)

(2/2) hey ok so first of all i am in AWE at the actual story, just like the premise and the worldbuilding and wish i could come up with something like that. what gave you the idea? i was also wondering at the end about perry's change - what animal was he? it was so inventive with the scales and fancy wings! also curious, how did he scare away the gryphon attacking jd? also how's jordan doing in the mer colony? ok i'll stop rambling now but tysm for this fic, already looking forward to rereading!

AKJFSLDFJKDSLkj!!!!!!!

Okay, first of all, tagging @randomslasher since they wrote it with me! And second, AKSJSLKFJSDLFKJ again! Thank you so much!!!

We did have some plans for a sequel at one point, and in fact started one that took place years later when Jack was sixteen--he would've been the main protagonist, but the others were all still there. Ultimately, though, we decided we liked the ambiguous ending of the main fic that let readers create what the world would be now after the Fae and magic had returned themselves.

So the fic was based on an idea I had for NaNoWriMo in 2005 (omg, I am old) which I got after reading a Buffy/Spike AU fanfic where she was an artist. One of the paintings described was of a city that was being taken back over by a fantasy forest, and that made me start daydreaming about ways that would happen, and then how much cooler would it be if everyone was fantasy creatures, too? So I came up with a story about a girl who was an artist and painted people as half fantasy creatures--and then the Change started and all her paintings proved to be coming true. LJ and I got to be good friends after I commissioned them for a couple sketches from that NaNo idea, so when we were brainstorming ideas for a fic to write that came up because they were familiar with it, too.

As for Perry's change, he was part dragon! And that combined with the magic he'd learned was what scared away the gryphon--in this verse dragons look on gryphons as a tasty snack, so even the semblance of one was enough to make this one shy away.

And Jordan is doing really well! She's met a lot of others and has settled in, and once things calm down and everyone can go back out of the mountains, they'll take Jack down to the beach all the time so she can still be a big part of his life.

Again, thank you SO SO SO much! I'm so glad you enjoyed this story! It's super exciting that people are still reading and loving it sixteen years after we started writing it!

#writing asks #omg #so cool to get comments about old fics

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cluelesslesbian · 3 years

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Check-In Tag✨

AKA a very long post about moi and this account bc I was tagged by the lovely @katelfiredemon <3

IF YOU SEE THIS, PRETEND I'M TAGGING U like this is completely optional (and long omg) so I don't wanna FORCE anyone to do it but asjhkl I think it's cute

1. why did you choose your url?

My og url was something dumb bc I only used tumblr to keep up with artists and writers I admired… this one is revamped to be ~relatable~ bc I wanted something that I felt comfortable adding on my art?? But ok-

clueless = because THERE’S TIMES THAT I’M A LIL SLOW TO GET A JOKE SDFHJKL

lesbian = bc I’m not out to my family but my sexuality is something I like about me,,, so I wanted to acknowledge it somewhere (and the anonymity of tumblr = ideal tbh)

2. any side blogs? if you have them: name them and why you have them

I made one like yesterday lol! It’s @blue-dragon-shin-ah and it’s for Akatsuki no Yona (an anime and manga I TOTALLY rec! It’s like a historical themed fantasy, comedy, romance WITH a found family trope it’s so good)

but ngl I have no clue how to keep track of more than 1 blog so it'll be a lot more inactive than this one asdhkl

3. how long you’ve been on tumblr?

hmm according to my tumblr account it’d be 2016 since that’s the oldest post I’ve kept (I deleted everything and revamped this acc in december 2020)

BUT I did the math and I would’ve made this account in middle school so around 2013-2014 lol I don’t think I used it much until voltron was booming in like 2016-2018.. Then I lowkey stopped… until now!

4. do you have a queue tag?

oof no

……...I probably should? like 90% of my blog is queued or scheduled… but ngl I barely remember to tag posts at ALL some nights so I probably won’t (rip if that’s annoying,, but I don’t make much og content so I figure anyone following me is chill with this lol)

5. why did you start your blog in the first place?

In middle school?? To see funny posts and not be pressured into having an ~online presence~ tbh. That’s literally it lol

6. why did you choose your icon?

Matching with @lesbianklance rn! and keith's expressions r hilarious

Before I just,,, chose sokka bc I love that blue boi and the edit of him had a yellow bg that I LOVED (and matched with my pink theme)

7. why did you choose your header?

Matching with @lesbianklance rn! and klance sdjfhk

Before it was just a colour palette bc I wanted my blog to be my fav colour: PINK

8. what’s your post with the most notes?

My zukka art omg- like I did one that I put effort into which I KNOW is my top post (it’s got like 600 notes??? I still can’t believe it I love that!! 🥰)

BUT MY SECOND TOP IS A POST OF REALLY REALLY ROUGH SKETCHES OF THEM AND I LOWKEY CRINGE AT IT (it’s got like 500 notes.. And I’m like… y ?? I can DO BETTER 😭)

9. how many mutuals do you have?

…...listen I’ve literally never had mutuals until this year (minus my one irl.. I love u bitch!! but u know that bc we text on other platforms too)

idek am i supposed to be keeping track??? I just smile a lot when i see the darker-tinted notifs in my activity feed

10. how many followers do you have?

hmmmmmmm ok i lowkey don’t want to answer this bc my whole love for tumblr is that followers don’t matter? You could follow me today and unfollow tmrw bc i ship something you don’t and life moves on??? So yeah no answer here

11. how many people do you follow?

1807 babeyyyy

12. have you ever made a shitpost?

...wait define shitpost- technically any original post under #yeetidk might be a shitpost cause they’re all just?? my shitty rambles tbh???

13. how often do you use tumblr each day?

Sometimes i’ve got the app open allll day long but other days?? I’ll go on like once in the morning or at night just to check my notifs and then that’s it

14. did you have a fight/argument with another blog once? who won?

lmaoo bold of you to assume i interact with anyone enough to have a fight (AKA no)

If i did tho?? I’m the type to try and come to some middle ground before dropping the issue so idk- i’m more likely to lose bc i’m willing to （づ￣3￣）

15. how do you feel about “you need to reblog this” posts?

Wish-granting/curse stuff: no.

Politics/Donation posts: depends! I try to only reblog posts like these that I know a bit about bc I don’t really wanna contribute to misinformation ykno?

I did start tagging these posts as #important but I’m not like?? gonna be mad at anyone for not reblogging political posts (also a heads-up if you wanted to block #important: I also tag some lgbt+ stuff under there so you’ll likely miss those too, not a huuuge loss but just an fyi yknow??)

16. do you like tag games?

asdfghjkl this is honestly the first tag game i’ve ever been part of so i have no opinion 😭 tho formatting this post has been a bitch asdhjkl I gotta get back to my homework when I'm finally done this

17. do you like ask games?

I've done a grand total of 1 and I felt so?? ashgjl awkward and bad for asking people to talk to me about myself- maybe if I do one that isn't about me I'll like it more

I do love sending other people anons to compliment them when they do these games tho 😌

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

....this requires me to pay attention to people I follow more than I have been so I literally have no idea??

19. do i have a crush on a mutual?

yes. the one readings this. love u, sweetheart 😘

/jokes

I don't?? usually get crushes? idek.. thought I was aromantic for a while bc of that lmaoo (but then I got a crush on someone irl and I was like "oooh ok so maybe im just gay then")

#did i proofread any of this?? no. did I copy and paste someone else's q&a and type over it?? yup #so if u see anything kinda wack asdhklj ignore it. i gotta go back to my homework #about me #blame the coffee

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physcoticfrog · 4 years

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A/n: Uhh I don't really know what I'm doing right now honestly 😂 I just came up with it on the top of my head. (Btw I will be using she/her pronouns)

Think of it as a shit post I guess lmao

Description: y/n is a new student at UA, getting in on recommendations as a second year for the hero course. Many have vaguely seen her quirk, but few (except for the teachers) truly know what it is.

Pairing: Denki kaminari x reader

No warnings, just fluff and slight angst I guess 🙃

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Sparks fly

You were on your way to school first thing in the morning, and you texted your best friend since elementary school for advice. "K so we have a problem. Sho, I don't know what to doooo. You go here, so can you meet me at the gate, please?"

It was sad, almost pathetic, you could hear the desperate tone in your voice through text.

"Yeah, I'll meet you there. Give me a sec"

You immediately walked up to the gate, expecting to see Shoto, but he wasn't anywhere in sight. Once you have it a few minutes, you finally see a familiar white and red haired boy walking your way.

"Hey! Jeez, I thought you were gonna leave me here." You said, sounding pretty much exhausted despite it being morning.

"I thought about it. But I decided against it. After all, who would I be to do that to you." He said, pretty much nonchalantly. You looked offended, but just playfully chuckled.

Later that day

It was lunch time, the cafeteria being almost full, despite it's insane size. A boy did catch your eyes though, his hair looking adorable, with a small lightning bolt looking mark on his left side. His smile was almost intoxicating yet inviting, pulling your own lips into a smile.

You were so lost in thought, you didn't even realize the tap on your own shoulder, until you got violently spun around to find a very familiar pair of grey and blue eyes.

"Oh, hey Sho. What's up?" You said, trying to play off the fact that you were staring at someone.

All he did was chuckle and say "What's up with you? We should go sit down once you get you're food."

He held true to his word, you two grabbing a table to eat and talk. He asked you what that whole staring deal was about, and you just brushed it off and changed the subject.

Two months later

Training was biting you in the ass, but you continued through your day as any other one. School had been easy to adjust to, and you had made some pretty great friends. Even Denki Kaminari, who you'd learned was that very cute guy who you had stated at the first day.

It still shocked you how you still remember that day so vividly, almost as if it had happened that day.

Later on during quirk training you had been watching, learning from some of your peers. Kaminari had caught your eye though, and you realized just how powerful his quirk could get. He had sent a very high voltage blast into the rocks and metal, causing it all to spasm, but that's not what caught your attention. No, it was the fact that he had looked like some deep out of a comic. It was actually adorable, since he looked like a dork.

Apparently, this time Bakugou had come up to you. He smirked and chuckled, pointing at the boy in question, saying some sort of snarky comment about how he had a "short circuit". You couldn't help but laugh too, listening to him call Kami a dunce face.

You two laughed so hard you snapped out of it when Aizawa yelled at you two to continue your training.

You started to notice that many people thought you had telekinesis, but little did they know your quirk literally is actually control. Control of basically anything and everything. You can control objects, people like a puppet, minds, the air, the elements, the ability of your own mind to create things from your own imagination.

But it was deemed by society to be dangerous, and those with it should be killed immediately. That's why most have been told you have telekinesis. In order to save you. Legends surrounded it, but for good reason, it was never once mentioned in the news or anything of the sort. That's why you've been dreading today.

While you were about to go back to your dorm room, you were abruptly stopped by a familiar form that you had grown fond of. Looking up slightly to see none other than Kaminari. You two had become really close, and he even got you to join into the bakusquad.

"Hey, can we talk?" He had asked you.

"Yeah, sure. Right now orrr-"

He stopped you before you could say anything else "Right now."

The look in his eyes was almost intimidating, not his usual friendly looks.

You lead him into your room, and you grab a blanket and tell him to go out into the hallway for a second while you changed, and once you were done you let him back in. You could almost feel the electricity waving off of him, making your hairs stand up, and the smell of lemony battery acid filled your room.

"So, what's up?" You asked him, truly curious to know why he wanted to talk to you so bad.

"I want to know about your quirk". That made you freeze.

"What about my quirk?"

"How come you only use it when you need to? And it's obvious your not using it fully, you can see yourself holding back. Please, tell me." He was pleading like a dog with a plate of food in front of them.

"No."

"Why?"

"I said no"

"Please?"

"Fine, Kami. But just know you might look at me entirely different when I should you my quirk". You basically warned him, knowing full well that you will regret what was about to happen.

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"What do you want to see?" You asked him, wanting to know if he would tell you now that you two were at an almost unknown lake behind the dorms.

"I want to see you use your quirk, y/l/n. You've seen mine, I don't get why it could be so bad." You almost winced at his words, knowing that he doesn't understand what's about to happen.

"Do you trust me? Do you absolutely promise that you will not leave me? That we will stay friends, no matter what?" You asked him. Uncercertainty painting your voice.

"Yes, yes, and yes. I promise you". It was weird seeing him like this, not smiling and giddy. His voice almost shaking in anticipation.

"ok" you said almost blankly.

Moments later, Denki felt his mind go almost completely blank, fuzzy and fogged. He didn't understand what was going on. All he could hear was y/n's words.

"walk towards me, and stop when I tell you to" is all she said. Immediately, he felt his body move against his own will, not wanting to move, but unable to stop himself. Once again, when she told him to stop, he stopped, and then she released her hold on his mind.

"Woah. So your quirk is like Shinsou's?" He asked, warily.

"Not really. There's more." She said. Right after, his body moved in sync with hers, but his mind still being his own. She move her right arm, he moved his right arm. And then she stopped. She moved the rocks on the ground, along with the leaves. Not stopping, she took a pen from her pocket and lazily sketched a square, with a circle in the top, and when she close her eyes and held out her palm, there was a flash of light and then that tag with a circle at the top was in her hand.

Kaminari stared in shock, not yet realizing what was going on.

"Wait, what is your quirk?" he asked, a quiver in his voice.

"Control." Is all you said back, and his eyes instantly widened in surprise.

"B-but I t-thought that it d-doesn't exist" he stuttered, head scattered.

"I know it doesn't make sense, and there's still more that I can do, that's just a fraction of my quirk. The only reason I'm alive right now is because the government thinks I have telekinesis, because if they knew- I would be dead right now."

"Are you happy now? You know. There." You said, eyes at the ground.

When he didn't reply, all you could do was ramble "I-I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told you... I should've kept to myself...wow way to make a great impression of your quirk..." You continued.

"And I know that you deserve better and I don't deserve you as a friend, and as much as it would be great I don't deserve to ever even think of you as mine," your mind didn't seem to catch up with your words yet, especially with Kaminari still staring at you.

"not that I see you as mine, it's just you're really cute and amazing and dorky and-" You cut yourself off. Face immediately turning tomato red taking in what you just said to him. Your last words being

"I'm sorry" before you turned away, too embarrassed to say anything more. Kaminari titled your chin up, wiping the tears searing down your face with his other hand.

"Calm down, ok? You're quirk is amazing, and I mean amazing. " He said, serious but playfulness seeping through.

"I know you well enough to know you are better and stronger than anyone, and I will be damned if you let that get to you". He said. Straighting his posture and plastering his goofy grin on his face.

"Thanks Kami, you know you really are amazing. As much as I didn't want to say it, I meant what I said". You didn't have to say what you were talking about, he already knew.

"I'm- " before you could apologize again, you felt warmth flowing through you. Your body being enveloped by a warm figure. And before you could say anything, he turned his head and yours, bringing your lips down to meet.

The gentleness yet passion in his lips were amazingly intoxicating, just how you imagined it to be.

"Stop. Seriously. Don't apologise. I haven't told you this, but I love you for you. No damn quirk can change that."

You couldn't believe your ears. He just confessed to you, and you couldn't even stop the tears from falling anymore.

"And two more things, one; can I take you on a date? And possibly make you my girlfriend? Two; call me Denki."

You nodded your head, temporarily unable to form words. Since you couldn't, you decided to go into Denki's mind and tell him that you wanted to be his girlfriend, especially because of the raging crush you have had on him for a while.

Right after, you removed your head from his and then his lips immediately locked with yours. He spoke volumes through that kiss, telling you how much he meant his words, and you were incredibly thankful.

Quickly though, he pulled away and then made himself short circuit from the excitement.

"alright time to get you home" you chuckled watching your braindead now-boyfriend walk with you, but you had to keep him steady on his feet, so you just had to put your mind holding back on him, keeping his legs from giving out.

Everything's going to be fine, and from that day forward, you knew you were going to be better than you ever have been before.

#denki x reader #denkichu #denki kaminari #mha denki #bnha x reader

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soniasimaginatonforest · 3 years

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Meteor Shower

Fandom: Ensemble Stars!!

Characters: Ryuseitai and Original characters

Summary: A glimpse in the life of Saya an her relationships with the mighty ‘heroes’ of Starmaker Productions

I fell into Enstars hell and i love these dorks. So take this.

This is the first of an one shot collection

Another successful day of shows was done.

The theme park was almost empty now.

She took a long sign.

That was a long day.

She better go and check on the boys.

‘Good job today!’ she said to the five boys lounging backstage.

‘Another heroic day!’ a brunet boy said. ‘Good job!’

‘Do you have to do this after every show?’ a younger brunet commented.

‘He wouldn’t be ‘Chiaki’ if he ‘didn’t’’ the cyan haired one commented.

‘Agreed on that.’ The black-haired boy agreed and the purple haired boy nodded.

She signed.

Becoming a producer was not her career choice.

But she was a business graduate and it was a job that payed.

When she joined the ES and was told that the group under her would be one based on superheroes, she was hesitant if that was her thing.

But she had managed to click with those five.

And the boys had accepted her in their team.

Chiaki always brought some cheer in her life∙ Kanata, although troublesome to look after, did have a calming effect on her, and the younger trio, Shinobu, Tetora and Midori, always tried to help her around.

He landed water and some snacks on the table.

‘Thanks’ All five said with a beat.

She needed to go make arrangements with the park owner.

They managed to arrange another show next weekend and with higher payment.

Which was better than she expected.

Man, that week was exhausting. All she wanted now was a meal and to get some sleep.

‘Lady Yamaki.’

The purple haired boy came out of the bush looking concerned, almost scaring here.

‘Shinobu, I have told you not to sneak up on others. You’ll scare someone to death.’

‘I’m sorry!’

‘It’s ok. What do you want?’

‘I was sent to check if everything is ok.’

She patted his head.

‘Everything went ok.’ She said. ‘Let’s get you and the boys back to the dorms.’

Taking a quick meal at the ES dining hall seemed the best course of action.

She got her sketchbook from her tote bag and started doodling.

It’s always something relaxing for her.

‘Your beef steak is here!’ The dark gray-haired boy’s voice got her out of her concentration.

‘Thanks Niki!’ she said with a smile. ‘Your steak is to die for’

‘That’s great to hear Miss Yamaki!’ He said with a giant grin.

‘A nutritious Niki smile for your heart!’ He shouted doing his signature pose.

He leaned closer.

‘What are you doing there?’ he asked as he looked at her sketchbook.

‘Oh, nothing really.’ She said. ‘Just doodling.’

‘Are those Morisawa and Shinkai?’ he commented while looking at the drawing.

‘Yeah… I just felt like drawing some of their moments in today’s show’

‘That’s really good ya know!’

‘Thanks?’ she said. ‘it’s… a hobby of mine.’

‘Seriously? That is pro quality.’ He commented.

She signed.

If only he knew…

‘Well, gotta go!’ The man greeted her. ‘See ya.’

‘See ya.’

She looked at her sketches and breathed.

She would finish this, eat and leave.

She was kind of glad Chiaki had suggested the meeting to be held at a local café instead of her office in ES.

She finally did not have to wear a suit and heels.

She felt more comfortable in her long denim skirt, military shirt and sneakers.

She arrived at the recommended café earlier than the boys.

While looking at the menu, a drink caught her eye.

Or more accurately a group of drinks.

Six parfaits inspired by Tokusastu.

Red, blue, green, yellow, black, pink

She knew this part of the menu was meant for kids, but she could not help herself to think that the boys would love these.

And she might try the pink one for herself.

‘Are you ready to order miss?’ a waitress came up to her.

‘Not yet. I’m waiting for company.’

The other woman bowed and left.

She stared at the other patrons and breathed.

All the lively atmosphere and colors were giving her inspiration.

Vivid browns, yellows and greens.

A very calming combination.

The café’s bell got her out of her thoughts as he saw the familiar red and blue duo approaching her.

‘Producer!’ the brunet’s loud voice echoed.

She smiled and greet them.

‘So, where are the others?’ she asked them as they approached.

‘Their ‘job’ is running ‘late’.’

‘Yeah. They texted they will be slightly late.’

‘Alright.’ She commented. ‘Have a seat.’

Since they waited, they decided to catch up, since they rarely had time for idle chatter.

Kanata rambled about a new exhibit in the aquarium and Chiaki talked about the new movie he does stunts in.

With all the talking, the three youngest members entered the store.

‘There you guys are!’

She greeted them and pointed to their direction.

‘Sorry for the delay mam’.’ Teotra apologies.

‘Don’t sweat it. You had work anyways.’

The meeting continued uneventfully.

They talked about new projects that came in and which ones they should take up.

After everything was done, Chiaki did suggest they should take a stroll around.

She wanted to decline, but the brunet insisted to join them.

You’re part of our team! He keeps on saying.

So, she was convinced to tag along.

Soon enough, they all ended up doing their own thing.

Midori went to a store with cute items.

Tetora, Shinobu and Kanata went to get some ice cream.

And she and Chiaki kept roaming around.

As they walked his eyes sparked up when he saw the regular gacha machine store.

He gave her a pleading look as if asking for permission.

She signed and nodded.

He smiled and run inside.

He was looking at all the machines if any new hero has been added.

‘It’s you!’ A little boy shouted. ‘You’re Ryusei Red!’

She went inside to check if anything was alright.

The boy laughed.

‘Of course I am! I am the Meteor Ranger with a burning heart! The mighty ally of Justice’

The boy’s eyes sparked.

It seems a fan recognized him.

The little boy looked at her.

‘Who is she?’ he asked and pointed.

Chiaki let another boisterous laugh.

‘That, my friend, is Ryusei Pink. She is the mighty hero that helps us form the shadows, an irreplaceable member of our team.’

‘So cool!’ The little boy said with starry eyes.

She feels awkward when he introduces her like that.

‘Would you like an autograph?’ she asked the kid.

He nodded with a smile and handed his capsule over to Chiaki to sign it.

After that they continued their walk at a near park.

‘You know Chiaki, I told you it makes me awkward to introduce me like that.’

‘Nonsense! You are a part of our team so of course you are a meteor ranger too!’

She gave him a light chop on the head.

‘Just stop that!’

But despite her words there was a smile on her face, which the boy responded.

Maybe there was something nice if she was part of something.

#Sonia's writing #my fanfiction #enstars #ensemble stars #ryuseitai #original character

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cherrysnax · 5 years

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beatcroc · 6 years

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ok so for once i’m gonna ramble about skullgirls in the tag where people might actually care so here we go

one of the first things that’s rightfully praised about skullgirls is how much personality there is in its character animations, but even the old concept sheets are worth a hell of a lot of commentary and carry a pretty impressive amount of insight to those that went unused [and largely overlooked], so i’m gonna have some fun and see how much extrapolation i can do for a few of them. [all images taken from the official skullgirls and/or alex ahad’s tumblr]

first up: feng! feng had a relatively high amount of concepts done so she was fun to look at

feng’s movments are, in a word, fluid, and focus on carrying several distinct strikes through one burst of momentum.

once she begins a motion, she’s always ready to follow up with another or two without needing to to give herself a new start point, but in the same token she can also land and balance at any moment during these movements. any successive points she launches herself from continues from/adds to the momentum of the previous, but it seems she never lets the inertia hit a point she can't instantly recover from or change the angle of the momentum with ease.

a side thing that's pretty neat about feng is she almost always has those darn birds balanced somewhere on her, which means more often than not she has two horizontal and relatively stationary points throughout her movements and idles. there's not anything particularly telling about this, but it does lend itself to a lot of neat poses :b i guess it would imply she’s been preforming with them for quite awhile though...

as an acrobat, feng’s focus is on grace much moreso than power. she's not a fighter by profession, but she certainly knows how to put her skills to use in combat [and will readily do so!] i wouldn't guess she's used to fighting a specific kind of opponent to have adapted to, or really even had much deliberate fight training, but some of her concepts seem to have a bit of traditional martial arts moments thrown in, so her fighting prowess may be self-taught, perhaps to accentuate movements in her performance. i'm not knowledgeable enough to know which style, exactly, but it's very reminiscent of air [rotational movements, ease of directional momentum shift] and firebending[dynamic kicks and stance changes] movements in atla.

now i don’t actually know anything about fighter meta or how to build a solid character, but were she in the game, she’d definitely be one of those characters that does shit for damage, but can combo to hell and back. she’s maneuverable and you’re toast if she gets to you, but she might also be easier to punish and have few options when it comes to ranged attacks.

next up, black dhalia

dhalia is really interesting because her sketches seem to to focus on snapping from one extreme to another

a mysteriously concealed stance to a swift sudden burst, dhalia’s posture is solid but poised; she’s always ready to spring to action and strike in any direction at a moment’s notice, and when she does she has TON of flair in it. black dhalia knows she’s good at what she does, and she knows she looks damn good doing it.

she also seems to have a knack for following up an initial action/hit with something bizarre out of nowhere that requires no further exertion from her than to hold whatever pose she just struck. she doesn’t usually put too much into any one hit; to get the job done she leans more into her ability to produce something damaging from pretty much any angle or stance. not one to be easily cornered or duped.

as an seasoned assassin, i imagine she's used to taking down targets with a great deal of variety in their strengths and weaknesses.[the medici certainly have many enemies and grudges, so those on their hitlist likely fall all over the place in terms of uh... competence]. she’s ready for anything. if given advantage, she waits to assess an opponent;concealed so as to not betray her plans to the target, and then delivers a precise, decisive blow. if ambushed or outnumbered, she looks to keep opponents at bay with her variety of gun...weaponry. dhalia seems most lethal at close range, but she has the tools and stamina to win a ranged game too.

In practice it looks like she'd thrive on unpredictability, plenty of moves that come out from the same pose super quickly, with slightly above-average power. not the fastest in movement or cooldown, but plenty of versatility to compensate.

on the third hand, we have annie, who is is…amusingly straightforward in all her attacks.

annie’s pretty much the polar opposite of feng. she uses huge sweeps, fully exerting herself into singular concentrated strikes that are all about getting as much power as possible behind one motion. there is no stopping this girl’s momentum.

like dhalia, annie has a solid stance--but hers is for sturdiness, not surprise; for bracing and anchoring moves that have a lot of kick to them.

it’s hard to say exactly how much involvement sagan would have in her full spectrum moves, but in these examples whenever she uses him, it’s always a... fairly detached thing? like, when annie attacks, it’s either with the cleaver, or with sagan, and there’s not much overlap or synergy between the types of moves. not that there’s any reason there should be; she utilizes both perfectly well on their own. the cleaver is also interesting because while she can, and often does wield it one-handed, it’s still got enough weight behind it to merit two-handed swings, though she seems to do dual-handed more if there’s some kind of effect along the swing, like in Crescent Cut and North Sword.

as a self-made skullgirl killer, annie’s targets have probably mostly been very durable and very powerful, but not incredibly mobile. to counter them, she looks to end battles as quickly as possible with defense-shattering strikes or blasts, while using her own mobility to stay out of harm’s way. float like a butterfly, hit like a truck i guess.

despite also being an actor, annie has practically no deliberate visual flair to her movements [luckily for her, her sparkliness is part of the attack’s functionality so it doesn’t matter much if she’s actually trying to look cool and flashy, it happens regardless :b]. she has a lot of fights under her belt and takes this whole thing pretty seriously.

In practice I can see her being an agile hard-hitter, but slower to start and end moves than average, with relatively low combo potential. pretty balanced with options in terms of ranged/close combat

lastly, umbrella. she lacks a distinct fighting style so i have less to say about that, but honestly the sheer wildness of her concepts merits bringing her up.

her “stance” and lack of cohesion in attacks are at least indicative of one thing though: it’s clear she’s pretty much just a normal carefree little kid who hasn’t yet gotten any real fighting experience or training.

but even if she doesn't know much about combat, she does know about hungern, and how to utilize its, uh... odd capabilities [even if it’s... not always a very dignified use of them.]

like, i feel like these aren’t things a kid would immediately think a weird umbrella would be capable of doing, let alone pick up on how to do them. she’s had to have done some experimentation with it over the years to find out this kind of stuff. had someone taught her, i’m sure she would know a more skillful way to make hungern do its thing than literally just flopping down on top of it [but hey maybe it’s just fun :b] we know krieg is a renoir heirloom, so it might not be a stretch to say hungern was too, and if so it’s safe to say umbrella’s probably had it as long as she can remember, and she seems to have it with her basically at all times. she does seem to enjoy having and using it, though i’d guess she doesn’t get much opportunity to really ‘unleash’ hungern like this, being sheltered and all.

anyway all that said, i think really the only thing preventing umbrella from being a true force to be reckoned with in-universe is some disciplne. not in the sense that sh’s a bad kid [though she certainly isn’t...exemplar either]; she’s got the willingness to learn and a good bit of know-how, she just need some structure behind it and practice applying what she knows to real situations.

in terms of gameplay...man. i dunno. lotta weird moves, looks like a lot of huge hitboxes that would make her a pain to get to without risk to yourself, though aside from that she’d be average in all ways i guess.

i’m still trying to wrap my head around venus and illeum’s sheets, among others... but there may be a few other posts like this coming ‘cause i love doing this shit; if you wanna see me do a particular [both used or unused!] hmu, i’d be down ;y

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steviesays · 6 years

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In depth analysis of Solo: a Star Wars Story

wow that title makes it look like this wasn’t just me rambling for 4 whole ass pages on word, but I wanted to give you guys all of my thoughts and reactions on the movie. All of the spoilers are going to be under the cut and I’ll continue to tag spoilers for solo for the next two weeks, so until JUNE 8TH so none of you are allowed to yell at me for spoiling the movie.

alright yall here we go im going to start with the plot and move into the characters the same way I did for tlj.

After coming out of this movie, it took me the entire ride home to process and think about whether I even liked it or not. When I got home, I had a two hour long conversation with my brother on the purpose of all of these movies rather than on what the movie is about because hes a fake fan and didn’t go see it last night. But anyway, after giving a brief synopsis with as little spoilers as possible, we kind of came to the consensus that this movie didn’t really matter, plot wise. It was kind of just made to sell tickets (even though they didn’t even sell tickets because there was no promo). Literally the whole movie was just an adventure that Han Solo went on, there was no real character arc, Han was the same person he was at the end as he was at the beginning, the only real development was him meeting chewie and lando and getting the millennium falcon. Did we really HAVE to see the kessel run, like yeah it was cool, but having the whole movie based around that? I feel like we were all kind of expecting more of a backstory, which is what it was kind of advertised as, and I think it would have been more effective, at least from a fan perspective, to have seen what Han’s life was when he was a child on Correlia. We still have no information on his parents, except for his dad was apparently a mechanic that wanted to be a pilot. We don’t know how he became orphaned or how he ended up with that fucking lizard monster thing, how he met Qi’ra, or how any of this affected him. I think they just started the movie at a bad spot, but that decision was made to maximize profit. I guess no casual movie goer would want to see han solo roughing it through some angst, but for people that are fully invested in star wars? It was just kind of a pointless action movie.

Other than that, it was a decent movie overall. I didn’t walk out of it pissed like I did with tlj, it kind of just made me feel nothing. Like I knew all this shit before, I didn’t need to see it in a two hour film. Him meeting chewie and lando, getting the falcon and doing the kessel run in 12 parsecs were things that were already established. There was nothing really spectacular about this movie it kind of just exists as a plot extender, rather than something that moves the plot forward or gives us major insights. I guess they can get away with it being useful to plot by the scene at the end that establishes to everyone that Darth Maul is still alive and fucking up the galaxy, but they could have just made their own damn darth maul movie, which is probably coming anyway based on that scene.

But now that I’ve dragged the movie enough, lets get into the characters because I have a lot to say. There were characters that I really liked, characters that had a lot of potential, and characters that I hated.

Lets start with han. I really liked him in this movie and I like the actor they got for him, I think he did a really great job showing han’s snark and egoism while also keeping his inner goodness and making sure the audience was sympathetic. As I said before, he didn’t really develop much as a character, he was born a scoundrel and stayed that way. His quest to do whatever he could to get home so he could save Qi’ra was something we all would have expected out of him. I did like that we were able to see his street smarts and ability to strategize more than we have in other movies. I guess we have a bit of development, in that he learns to be even less trusting than he already was at the beginning through all of the betrayals in the movie, but like …. He was already distrustful in the beginning from the life he had already lived. Also, this has nothing to do with what I was just saying but I just remembered, this is during the time of the empire. Didn’t the empire use cloned Stormtroopers as their infantry and navy with humans only being officers …………………… like correct me if im wrong, but im like 90% sure that’s right. Because the first order were the ones that used human Stormtroopers. And even so like, what are these infantry men even doing. Aren’t Stormtroopers the ones that have always invaded planets for the empire, these people weren’t wearing any type of armor or cohesive uniforms and I just remember being confused as fuck during this whole sequence. In a ‘this is a major plot hole’ kind of way. Were they running out of clones ?????? like just make more ???????????? like the whole reason they used clones was because using actual humans to do grunt work was barbaric and clones aren’t really seen as people. Also now that I’m thinking about it what happened to all of the clones once the war ended. I haven’t watched or read many of the side stories or books, so I don’t know if it’s just me that’s missing something, but idk having han join the empire as an infantryman just didn’t make sense to me. Also having an imperial officer be the one to give him his last name was just kind of yikes. Like they couldn’t have just had him come up with one himself in that moment. Whatever.

Now lets talk about Qi’ra aka fake bitch. I fucking hated her so much through this entire movie and not just because I called her fake leia in the lead up to it coming out (tell me han doesn’t have a type). Like what the hell honestly. She was the WORST. And its kind of sad because she really had the potential to be a better character, but it just did not happen. Like she was gone for three years and just happened to appear back at some sketch party? And the only explanation for it was “yeah ive been through some shit don’t ask.” And what killed me is that she just never fucking explained!!! Like han asked her multiple times to tell him what happened in the in-between time and they have this whole ass history, he was doing all this shit FOR YOU, and he doesn’t even get an explanation ???? at the very least give the viewers an explanation. Like I guess it was implied that she did some dark shit, slept her way to the top, killed a few people on the way there, but HOW ??? WHY ??? WHEN ???? how long has she been involved in this shit to be at the position she has and to be so changed by it? Her character was the one that changed the most, from being careful of people other than the one she trusted (han), but still having hope for a better life, to just being like fuck everyone, I’m here for me and I don’t care how many people I have to kill or betray to survive. But we never got that character development in the film so she just came off as a terrible human being. We never got the chance to be sympathetic for her, and tbh im about to get even more angry because this whole film was centered around M E N yes I said it im being that bitch right now because the women in this movie were paid DUST.

And on that note lets talk about fucking Val. Another character with so much potential that was just …………………. hnjdklsbckdsbcbsdlv. She was the literal embodiment of the angry black woman trope and it pissed me the fuck off. She was the one that refused to bend on bringing han into the group and continued to antagonize him the whole mission, which the audience obviously took as a damn joke because duh its han fucking solo. We all know that she’s wrong, but when everyone else jumped on board with han she stayed adamant in her position, making her the odd one out of the group. Every time she opened her damn mouth I got mad because she just kept putting han and chewie down and it was just so cringey because I knew that this would make her either a hated or a forgotten character. AND THEN SHE JUST FUCKING DIED. I was like oh ok, 20 minutes in and the whole squad is dead already god damn. Which brings me into my analysis of tobias.

I love woody harrelson and he did a great job but there were a few scenes that just annoyed me, one of them being after his squad dies. Like hes sad for like 5 seconds, punches han which is an understandable reaction considering the fact that it was his fault everyone died for no reason, and then hes just fine again? Like it was never brought up again that two people he was obviously very close to, especially Val, just died pointless deaths. Even the night before the mission he was like ‘yeah you got to get someone you can trust I got my girl val’ and then they kiss and im like oh ok theyre in love that’s cute we love representation of interracial couples, but then she dies and he never mentions her name again. He doesn’t even grieve for longer than 2 minutes ??? he gives han another chance even though this was 100000% his fault and everyone knows it ??? it was kind of like oh, ok why the fuck did we even do that, why did I have to watch all of this happen if there are no consequences. His character didn’t change at all throughout the movie either. He’s just as distrustful and self-centered as he was, he just has less friends now and he’s dead. He was a good fatherly/mentor-y figure for han throughout the movie, but that’s about it.

I don’t really have much to say about Lando other than the fact that Donald glover did a great job, but I really didn’t expect much else. B U T last week I reblogged a post about him confirming that lando was pan and in the tags I was like lol watch him still be in a het relationship and GUESS FUCKING WHAT. Like its as if they thought making him be in love with a robot that has a female voice, a female build, and people that address her with she/her pronouns would be enough for people to be like come on it’s a fucking robot they don’t have gender …. hsdakbckdsla and while we’re on this subject lets talk about L3 because her (it? I don’t even know) character probably made me the most angry while watching the movie.

L3 being like an advocate for droids was an obvious parallel to other civil rights movements like womens rights or even African American rights and the way it was handled made me so fucking angry. Everything the droid said was used as comic relief or made to be received as a joke because obviously shes talking about fucking robots. But honestly, let me get deep for a moment here, droids in the star wars universe ARE sentient. They have minds of their own and are put into the story like characters, but theyre treated as lesser because theyre not made of flesh and blood. I understand and identify with the things L3 was saying because she’s right, but through the whole movie it was made to be a joke, because you know droids don’t need rights theyre droids. But that was the same thing people in the fucking 60s were saying about black people we’re ‘just n******’ (im sorry I cant even type the word it makes me uncomfortable). And her revolutionary spirit mirrors that of women’s rights revolutionaries today. Being a black woman that’s involved in social justice in America, the characterization of L3 just made me upset because everyone was treating everything she said as a joke, and there was no rectification of it. After L3 died, there was no ‘hmmm maybe she was right maybe we should start thinking of droids more as people’ she was another wasted character whose only use was her navigation system when they could have taken a completely different route and addressed something that was actually wrong with the star wars universe rather than just enforcing it. And when she started to give the droids a mind of their own in the control room I knew it was going to dissolve into chaos and make a horrible situation because it was such a predictable moment that completely undermined social justice actions and it pissed me off.

I guess the plot twist that effys nest (is that how you spell her name? probably not it doesn’t really matter) and her squad were working with the revolution was cute. I deadass thought for a second she was gonna be like ‘what up tobias or should I call you DAD’ cause that would have been a 100% star wars thing to do. The bad guy was a generic bad guy so I really don’t have much to say about him. I loved the scenes between han and chewie which showed why they became so close.

This is really all I have to say about solo for know, nothing huge is coming to mind. Overall, it was a good movie if you’re not a fan, but kind of a wasted opportunity for everyone else. This movie had a lot of potential to deliver and im pretty disappointed that it didn’t. If you don't agree on anything I’ve said or you just want to talk about the movie with me PLEASE dont hesitate to slide into my dms I love discourse

#solo #solo spoilers #solo analysis #sorry you had to read my word vomit I needed it to be out in the world #this was 2300 WORDS #and I got a b in my film class this semester lmfaooo #If we were talking about Star Wars it would have been lit

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