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flanaganfilm · 11 months

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Hi Mike, how was Tribeca?

It was fantastic.

For those who don't know, I was lucky enough to be invited to sit on the US Narrative Feature Jury at this year's Tribeca Festival. I just got back yesterday from ten days in Manhattan.

I found the whole thing to be absolutely rejuvenating.

Our category had five jurors: myself, Zoey Deutsch, Stephanie Hsu, Tommy Oliver, and Ramin Bahrani.

Kate was also on a jury - she was on the International Feature Jury (which included Brendan Fraser and Zazie Beets) so that meant we spent the week seeing different movies. We'd pass each other on our way to different screenings, sometimes in the lobby of the theater, and then meet up for dinner or a party and get to tell each other about the awesome movies we saw that day.

It was overwhelming to start with. At the Opening Night reception, we met Robert DeNiro, and we saw Martin Scorcese and Matt Damon (we were way too timid to introduce ourselves). I did manage to introduce myself to Kenneth Lonergan, who has made some of my all-time favorite movies (You Can Count on Me is one of the best movies I've ever seen), and the great Chazz Palminteri (I got to tell him how much I absolute adore A Bronx Tale). I also spent a fair amount of time chatting with Peter Coyote, who was incredibly kind and funny. We chatted a lot about Ken Burns.

After that, we went to the Opening Night film, a terrific documentary called Kiss the Future. We walked the red carpet (something I'm never quite comfortable with, but luckily Kate is a natural) and we saw the movie with a packed house. It was a beautiful film and really started everything off on an amazing foot.

And then the judging started. I got to watch all of the movies in my category in the theater, with audiences. A car would pick me up and take me to the screening. At my busiest, I saw three movies in one day, but it was usually two.

I made it a point not to know anything about the movies before I saw them - sometimes I went in without knowing the title. And I can't overstate how amazing it was to see these independent films with an audience, in a theater, instead of streaming. Having spent the better part of the last five years watching this primarily at home, I was shocked at how inspiring and energizing it was to sit in a theater with a crowd over, and over, and over again. I've never seen this many movies in a theater in such a short time, and I LOVED it.

I didn't only see movies that were in my category, though. I also made sure I saw other films at the festival that I wasn't judging - including Downtown Owl, the directorial debut of my friends Hamish Linklater and Lily Rabe.

I made a point to go to the premiere of Suitable Flesh, starring the amazing Barbara Crampton and Heather Graham, and produced by my old friends Joe Wicker and Morgan Peter Brown from the Absentia Days.

And it wasn't all movies, either - I also got to moderate a chat with the brilliant Sam Lake about his upcoming Alan Wake 2 release. Sam was a joy to spend time with, and we had a lot to talk about.

And my friend and colleague Justina Ireland traveled up to NY to moderate a Master Class where a theater full of people listened to me ramble about horror movies for an hour.

(With Justina Ireland and Johnathan Penner - Penner ran the Escape from Tribeca program, and it was his idea to bring me to the festival)

And then, just before I left, I met up with some friends to see a Broadway show. Karen Gillan and Willa Fitzgerald joined Kate and I to see Grey House.

My experience at Tribeca was fantastic. It was such an amazing celebration of art and cinema, and I can't wait to go back. I spent a lot of it feeling overwhelmed, and feeling like I didn't quite deserve my seat at the table (imposter syndrome is just one of the staples of being a filmmaker, isn't it?) but I'm so glad I went.

#tribeca #tribeca festival #robert de niro #martin scorsese #zoey deutch #stephanie hsu #chazz palminteri #sam lake #alan wake #remedy entertainment #alan wake 2 #karen gillan #willa fitzgerald #grey house #broadway #tommy oliver #kate siegel #honestly this was one of the most fun festival experiences I've ever had

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witchthewriter · 2 years

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・He likes to do the housework because he wants you to have a clean house to come home to. It also reminds him that he isn’t alone and not doing it just for himself.

・Frank is really good at cooking (not so much baking, he always burns the cake). He does a really good lasagne!

・Only birthdays he goes absolutely out - wanting you to have THE best day. Breakfast in bed, and the day is reserved for you and you alone. Whatever you want to do; but if you can’t make up your mind, he’ll come up with really good ideas.

・Some of those ideas are like ... lunch but on a rooftop overlooking the city. Going to the beach, buying big ol’ pizzas and going to the movie theatre.

・Will ALWAYS protect you - no matter what, you know Frank will be there. If you’re ever in trouble, he will go to the ends of the earth to make sure you’re safe.

・And he would definitely risk his life for yours

・But he hates it when you jump into action; it’s like his second chance of a good life could be ruined.

・He loves 60s songs, and he’ll sing the Beatles to you often

・He’s more of a night owl than a morning person. He’ll groan and grunt that for 5 more minutes

・Oh and in winter he adores hot water bottles, it may be a small thing, but the first time you made one up for him - he couldn’t sigh loud enough.

・He’s a very good hugger - like hugging a bear

・Always gives money to people on the streets

・And usually strikes up a conversation at the checkout. He’s held up many lines.

・He loves animals. Expect 3 dogs, a few cats (he is the perfect gentleman, knowing boundaries and consent, so of course he would like cats. Frank is like the literal embodiment of the female gaze.) Also birds ... okay so probably just heaps of strays.

・I can actually see you living in the country with him. A cottage with you, the animals, some chickens, a cow, a goat and the natural world.

・He would feel at peace. Because Frank needs peace.

・All the mundane things that regular couples do ... it invigorates him. He’s so happy that he has a partner. someone that he can pour his love into

・He loves slow dancing with you. Frank holds you close, swaying back and forth, humming along with the song in your ear.

・Frank will gaze at you a lot. It’s like looking at a god/goddess. You’re his world. His second chance. His life.

・He always makes sure you’re tank is full, tires are pumped, checks your engine, and fixes any problems.

・Frank is such a handyman as well - he’s the one getting rid of spiders (never killing them, but letting them go outside.)

・Changes lightbulbs, if there’s a leak he’s on it. But I think he would teach you how to do things as well. He doesn’t want you to solely rely on him (although he wouldn’t mind it)

・I think you would be great friends with Karen as well. She loves that Frank has someone - and no she wouldn’t be jealous. She would be a confidant for you and him.

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・Frank is one big goddamn dom. He has a lot of passion and vigor. He would push you up against a wall and

・He shows you how much he loves you through sex

・Breeding kink

・Size kink (I think Frank is very well endowed)

・He likes foreplay, but it’s very hard for him not to rip off your clothes and bury his cock inside you

・He would definitely be a fan of cock warming as well. You two would be lying on the bed or couch and he’ll move your panties aside and push himself inside you

・Likes the sounds you make when you cum. He’s very loud when he orgasms too

・He’s a mix between slow & sensual and rough & fast. He wants to savor you but he can’t help but be tender.

・Slow, passionate kisses that leave you weak in the knees

・He loves to push you up against a wall and put his hands underneath your shirt

・When you bite his earlobe, he goes crazy. It’s like a button - bite and you’ll be ravished.

・He’s very good at aftercare, very loving and gentle. Although he’s a gruff man, he likes to show how much he cares for you.

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wheelercore · 1 year

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Some more concrete thoughts on Steve's advice to Robin, the triangle mirror in Nancy's ballerina box, Tammy Thompson rosemary imagery, and how this all connects to Rose Robin?? i.e I actually bothered to rewatch some scenes from s4 and I'm Noticing Things.

First of all, I just want to point out- I do believe Brenda's earrings are triangle mirrors. As you can see, these two shots have just a few moments between each other (I got frustrated a started pressing the screenshot button randomly so this was a happy accident) and her earrings clearly glint in the light.

Which leads me to going back to earlier in the episode when Steve and Robin have this conversation:

Steve advises Robin to just "be herself", which then goes into Robin making the point that she can't ask Vickie out because it's risky for a lesbian like herself. So clearly, despite it not being stated, what Robin and Steve are discussing here is heteronormativity. For valid reasons, Robin won't make her interest in Vickie known. We see it later in the pep rally:

Steve and his triangle mirror wearing date pass right by on front of Robin and Vickie.

Then we get Robin almost be honest to Vickie and then go back on it:

(also I just noticed that the Hawkins basketball team is literally called the Tigers. They spend all of s4 hunting down the Hellfire club. "The people of Hawkins being the true predators and the UD is just a reflection of its true nature" looks truer everyday. All the animal symbolism in this show is interesting because they literally spell it out to us in s4 that one of the main continuous theme is this concept of a "predator" and how the disenfranchised in society are scapegoated when the true people praying on the weak are those like Jason and Brenner. Abusers, bigots, etc etc. All the owl and tiger symbolism makes sense when you think about it- owls are nocturnal predators and so are tigers, like the UD beings whom we see are mostly active at night.)

Steve and his triangle mirror wearing date are behind Robin and Vickie while they watch Tammy perform, and let me tell you, she is clearly has. a lot of rosemary imagery.

The white and soft pink outfit. The ribbon around her waist. The lacey floral (?) gloves - similar to the wedding dress in the Creel attic. The pearly cross earrings and other pearls on her dress. Blue eye shadow which is more of a Karen-Angela thing I suppose but we also see it with Brenda.

An interesting thing I've noticed is that Steve, Robin, and Vickie joke about Tammy sounding like a Muppet- ie a puppet:

Which I don't need to explain what the symbolism behind a puppet is, but it goes with the themes of plays/performances that already exist within ST (Performing in this silly, terrible play- Henry). Particularly for women who are expected to perform in specific ways: docile, pure, and quiet. Speaking only to regurgitate what someone else is making you say.

Flash forward to Nancy and Robin planning to go to Penhurst and we get another triangle mirror in the ballerina box and the ballerina on front of it also the pink roses on the box itself

Again, the ballerina falls in line with the "performance" theme. A ballerina is a performer, not only that a particular type of feminine performer. Beautiful, graceful, and agile.

Which Robin comments that she is uncomfortable in her "Rose Weaver" outfit:

Which is interesting because you watch Robin get increasingly uncomfortable with the neckline/ribbon itself over her throat as the director talks down to them. Only when Robin stands up for both of them and calls out the directors misogyny (I mean most of what she said was lies but my point still stands), and breaks the performance after Nancy tells her to let her do most of the talking, is when they are able to talk to Victor.

All this puppet/performance imagery reminds me so much of Rosemary's Baby, how Guy Woodhouse spends the entire movie manipulating and deceiving her as if she were a puppet.

Also, random note, but Angela has little pearl like things on her earrings at the rink-o-mania (and blue eye shadow like Tammy and Brenda)

#anywAys #s4 rewatch #robin buckley #rosegate

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hippolotamus · 1 year

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For the fic title ask: Buddie, ‘Save the last dance for me’

Dearest Owl, I know the title doesn't match, but I hope you love it anyway 🦉🚒🦛

for the record | 2453 Words | Rated T

Happy birthday again, sis.” Buck gathers Maddie in a tight embrace as long as she’ll let him. Since she came home from Boston, it’s been more difficult for him to keep these moments from stretching out. “Tell Jee I’m looking forward to seeing my favorite girl next week.”

“No worries about that, little brother. She cannot stop talking about it. Well, at least, as much as a toddler can. Which is a surprising amount, even if I can’t understand it all.” Maddie notes with an affectionate, sleepy smile. “Thanks again for tonight, Evan. I really did not see this coming.”

Warmth floods his chest, spreading outward across his limbs. She looks tired, but that’s to be expected. It’s late, she’s back working at dispatch, all while attempting to reconfigure a life that includes her partner and child. Beneath that Buck can see her usual radiance. The sunshine he recognizes from an otherwise lonely childhood. It’s been far too long since he saw her this way. Smiling, pleased, laughing. Living.

“Anything for you, Mads. I, uh, figured it might be better luck to surprise you here instead of Bobby and Athena’s place. Y’know, after what happened last time.” Buck involuntarily winces, recalling the details people told him afterward about collapsing on the Grant-Nash patio, nearly choking on his own blood.

He hates the instant frown on Maddie’s face, part of her classic ‘Big Sister’ look. The kind that says she already knows he’s suffered enough for that particular error in judgment, but is never going to let him forget how worried she was. How much she still prioritizes his well-being.

“Anyway, you only turn twenty-nine… how many times is it now?” He tries to lighten the mood again, wanting to end the evening on a high note.

“And that is why we don’t let you do math, Buckaroo,” Chim interjects, taking Maddie’s hand, threading their fingers together. “We need to go home and get some rest. Unfortunately, Jee still hasn’t learned the concept of sleeping past 6 am.”

“Ohh, that is rough. Now get out of here, both of you.” Buck loves kids, but he also values sleeping in. He makes a shooing motion with his hands, playfully pushing them into the hallway.

“Goodnight, Buck! Goodnight, Eddie!” Maddie and Chim exclaim in unison, already halfway to the elevator.

“Good… night?” Eddie sprints to the doorway, his heavy boots thudding against the floor, but isn’t able to catch them in time. “Okay, then,” he mutters, seemingly to himself.

Eddie disappears back to the living room. Or was he in the kitchen? Buck isn’t exactly sure as he closes the door, turning the lock before sagging against it and letting his eyelids fall closed. When he agreed to host Maddie’s party at his loft he hadn’t realized what an undertaking it would be. Even with all the planning and help from the rest of the team.

Bobby, Athena and May brought side dishes. Hen, Karen and Eddie hung decorations, brought the cake and chipped in for drinks. Between himself and Sue from dispatch, Buck made sure none of it got back to Maddie or Chim. He ultimately doesn’t feel too bad about the hushed discussions and occasional awkward excuses – however necessary – if it meant not burdening Chim with keeping a secret. Especially from Maddie.

“Does this thing actually work?”

Buck forces his eyes open at the sound of Eddie’s voice, pushing off the door to seek him out. He only has to take a few steps to find him casually tracing the edge of the record player. Buck would be lying if he said it didn’t immediately make him imagine what it might be like to have Eddie’s calloused fingertips brushing over his skin. Or leaving bruises on his hips from gripping him just this side of too much. Or any number of other things Buck definitely shouldn’t be thinking about with Eddie right in front of him.

“Uh, yeah. Of course, it does,” Buck says, choosing to sit on the opposite side of the kitchen island instead of drifting next to Eddie like he wants to. He figures a little distance, and privacy to adjust his pants, can only help until his body calms down. “Why?”

“I’ve just never heard you play anything on it. Not even tonight. I guess I just… wondered,” Eddie replies quietly, as though he’s inquiring about more than the functionality of the player.

Wondered what? Buck wants to ask as Eddie rubs his thumb along the corner of the protective cover. Instead he answers the not-quite question.

“I used to. When I first moved in. I stopped after the whole leg getting crushed under a ladder truck incident. Seeing as it was a literal pain to switch tracks.” Buck huffs out a humorless laugh. “After that I’m not really sure why I didn’t start again? I guess it didn’t seem worth it when Ali left, and Taylor found it, uh, distracting.”

“Hmm,” Eddie hums, pointing to the cabinet below. “This where you keep your collection?”

“I don’t know if I’d call it a collection, but yeah.”

It’s rude to stare, Buck knows that, but he can’t seem to stop. Not when Eddie slides the top drawer out, smooth and easy, gingerly lifting the stack of LPs, setting them upright. He handles them with care - like Eddie does with everything he touches. He flips through one by one, his tongue poking out between his lips as he inspects front-to-back then back-to-front again.

“God, I haven’t heard some of these since I was a kid,” Eddie comments. “Abuela would play them when me and my sisters stayed at her house.”

Buck smiles to himself, picturing a young Eddie listening to records with Abuela, maybe dancing in her living room or pretending to sing along. Perhaps both.

Like he knows what train of thought he’s interrupting, Eddie looks over with a hint of something bright and playful and curious. “Which one should we listen to first?”

Without even seeing the album covers Buck could list off which ones are there, and in what order. Still, he leaves his chair to peruse the options. And maybe because he’s always been drawn to Eddie, unable to stay away for too much time. Either way, it’s been a long day. An enjoyable one, but still lengthy, and Buck simply doesn’t have the willpower to maintain the distance anymore.

Eddie wordlessly presses their shoulders together while Buck pretends to reacquaint himself. Something they’ve done hundreds of times before, but manages to feel more intentional and weighted. Like Eddie wants Buck to be aware of his presence. As if Buck could ever not be.

Finally, Buck points to one near the back of the pile. Something loosens in his chest when he touches it, tapping it gently. As if the record had asked to be chosen and was now letting Buck know he chose correctly.

“This one.”

“This one?” Eddie repeats, his voice a bit huskier than Buck has ever heard before. He already wonders if he’ll get to hear it again. Eddie’s hand trails across the thin cardboard ridges, until the tips of their fingers meet.

“Y-yeah,” Buck stutters softly, pulling the neutral-toned square from the stack, trying to pretend his insides aren’t quivering like jello and his heart isn’t threatening to beat out of his chest. “I, uh, got this one at a thrift store. It was in a box with some others I really wanted, and the owner wouldn’t sell them separately. So it kinda came along for the ride.”

Buck proceeds to slide the disk out of the paper sleeve to place it on the spindle. “It all worked out, though. One day I put it on, just to know if it was worth keeping. I really liked the sound. It’s… different,” he says, carefully setting the needle at the edge of the vinyl.

Soft pops and crackles begin to play through the speaker, a sound he hasn’t heard in ages. It curls around him, soothing him down to his bones. Maybe that’s what possesses him then, what gives him the courage he’s never had before. It could also be a complete lack of filter from playing host all evening, or the tranquil melody of the music itself. Maybe all of it. Or maybe just Eddie, familiar and devastatingly handsome, who smells like the woodsy cologne Buck said he liked once.

“Dance with me?” The words fall out in a breathy, rushed request.

Eddie’s eyes widen for a beat, warm and brown and reflecting the Edison bulbs hanging overhead. He stares long enough that Buck begins to think he’s crossed a line. That he’s read everything all wrong and this perfect moment is about to come crashing down on him.

“I’m– I’m sorry. If you don’t want to-“ Buck cuts himself off, starting to withdraw. He can feel himself blinking rapidly, his legs becoming shaky as he attempts to take a step back.

“Buck.” Eddie says his name like maybe it’s not the first time. Buck is certain he hears a sharp intake of breath — whether it’s his own is questionable — when Eddie reaches over, encircling his wrist.

“Buck.” Softer this time, like a plea. Eddie skims over the thin skin and delicate bones until he laces their fingers together, pulls Buck to his chest. Their eyes meet again and Buck can’t tear himself away. He can’t see anything but Eddie, who’s swiping his tongue across his lips and tentatively winding one arm around Buck’s waist. “I do want.”

“Eddie,” Buck breathes, mirroring Eddie and letting one of his palms rest on Eddie’s shoulder.

Kiss me once, then kiss me twice

Then kiss me once again.

It's been a long, long time.

On the rare chance Buck has a dance partner these days, he’s used to being the one leading. The thought doesn’t even cross his mind when Eddie does so, guiding them in an easy, unhurried rhythm.

“You’re a surprisingly good dancer,” Buck blurts out.

“I may have done this once or twice.” Eddie’s teasing grin softens to something that Buck can only describe as fond before he adds, “You know, I’ve been trying to lead all my life, keep everything moving in the right direction. Maybe I just needed to find someone who doesn’t mind that I won’t always get it right, or if I step on their feet once in a while.”

Oh. Buck can feel his cheeks flush, the tingling heat licking up the back of his neck. It sounds a lot like Eddie’s saying that Buck might be that person. He’s not entirely sure what to do with that. But he knows he wants to be that someone for Eddie. In all ways. Not only at their job, or as a co-parent for Christopher.

Haven’t felt like this, my dear

since I can’t remember when

It’s been a long, long time

They continue swaying gently, filling Buck with the sort of optimism he would normally try to shove down before Eddie can say none of this means what he thinks it does. That he’s only imagining Eddie seems to be holding him closer. Or how simple and uncomplicated it feels. Like this moment – perhaps the most intimate and cared for he’s ever felt – is one more way he and Eddie are meant to be touching. Another level unlocked that could be something more. Something real.

You'll never know how many dreams

I've dreamed about you.

Or just how empty they all seemed without you.

The song comes to an end, leaving the needle drifting to the center and skipping on the inner ring. Buck bites the inside of his cheek, steeling himself to pull away if only because there’s no true reason to continue holding Eddie. Not like this, like someone Buck can keep. Except his body doesn’t appear to get the memo. Their hands stay linked and one of Buck’s remains fixed on Eddie’s shoulder. So he waits for Eddie to let go first, or move, or remind him to do something. But Eddie stays, too, lips parted and flicking his gaze down to Buck’s mouth, just for a moment. Just long enough.

Buck decides he can hate himself later for the words that tumble out next. “Eds, I– if I got this wrong can we promise to just forget it ever happened?”

Eddie blinks once, twice, looking like he might bolt as the implication of Buck’s question hits him. Buck nearly corrects himself, ready to play the question off as a joke. Because this – slow dancing with his best friend and feeling like they are on the precipice of something – all has to be the product of his love-addled brain. Until—

“I don’t think that’s possible,” Eddie whispers, sliding his palm around the back of Buck’s neck, pulling him in and claiming his mouth for a kiss that is everything Buck’s been hoping for. There are no traces of hesitation or doubt, only Eddie sighing, soft and content, like he’s been wanting just as much. Not that Buck only wants the physical connection. He’ll take any piece Eddie will let him have, but, truthfully, he wants all of them.

“Thank you for understanding where I was going with that,” Buck murmurs when they separate, feeling ecstatic and giddy because Eddie just kissed him. Finally.

Eddie‘s lips curve up in the private smile he only ever uses for Buck or Chris. “I guess you’re not so bad at leading either.”

“Maybe. But, uh, I have been, too. Waiting for someone. Because I am gonna mess up the steps sometimes.” Buck swallows around the nervous lump in his throat, looking at Eddie with a mix of hope and fear and anticipation. “I just really wanted to get it right this time. With you.”

“I know the feeling. I think we did, though. I know we did. Get it right this time, I mean.” Eddie presses a kiss to his birthmark that’s so tender Buck thinks he might cry.

There are so many things Buck wants to say, but can’t find the correct words for. Things that have been living in his head for years at this point. But if Eddie’s going to insist on being so casually goddamn romantic, it’s going to take Buck a minute. He cradles Eddie’s face in his hands, thinking maybe he can ask for the next best thing. At least for now. “Kiss me again?”

Eddie leans in, until their lips brush together when he speaks and Buck can taste every word. “For the record, always assume I want to kiss you. Once.” Eddie kisses the corner of his mouth. “Twice.” He kisses the other corner, then centers himself once again, murmuring against Buck’s mouth. “Forever.”

#buddie fic #911 fic #hippo writes #evan buckley#eddie diaz #first kiss #getting together #they're so sweet and dumb #fic: for the record #love you the most owl

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speedierthanasubmarine · 2 years

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Ending of punisher was really stupid. I mean, the idea of it wasn’t that stupid, but the execution was done very stupidly.

Jon bernthal was absolutely amazing the whole show only to muck it up (I’m trying to work on not cursing) in the literal last minute of the final episode.

Also how come he didn’t go back to Beth!? They had a really solid thing going! I’m kinda annoyed about that, he was actually happy for .05 seconds.

I kinda get why people didn’t like that last season. The whole thing with the psychologist being a weirdo, the random super religious guy, the pictures essentially coming to be about having really homophobic but rich parents who’d have, like, 30 people murdered for something they could totally have claimed was faked, Billy just doing things that didn’t make any sense, Amy being really annoying, Mahoney walking around like he owned the world WHEN HE DOESNT EVEN REALLY DESERVE HIS JOB, Madani being a doormat, and just the whole second season I was waiting for a big reveal that would explain all the stuff that was going on and just nothing came.

And WHERE. WAS. MATT?!?! THEY COULD HAVE MADE THE ENTIRE SHOW SO MUCH BETTER IF THEY JUST ADDED MATT TO THE SHOW, DOING LITERALLY ANYTHING. OR HECK, BRING BACK LIEBERMAN, PUT IN LUKE CAGE, I DONT CARE, WHERE THE HECK IS EVERYBODY?!?!

How I would have done a season 2 of the punisher:

Frank is out and about, living his best life, moving on and stuff, and Amy comes in and stuff like that, but what she has isn’t a few stupid pictures of a forcibly closeted senator, she has info on a underground human trafficking ring, run by some big shot, say… I don’t know, the penguin (wrong universe) or Ma Gnucci (if you know who that is, GOOD JOB!) and he has to return to New York because she, kinda like kingpin, has the entire NY state government in the palm of her hand, but unlike in daredevil, Frank has no issue murdering people (this is not news) so he returns and decides to take em down with truth, justice, and a boatload of bullets, with the help of Karen, (fine…) Amy, Madani, and I don’t know… Night Thrasher. ANYONE, I DONT CARE. and as a background, semi irrelevant villain, you can have someone like, I don’t know, the owl (Leland something, total rando) or maybe black tarantula (again, total rando, not a huge threat, works for me) and he could be trying to kill Frank for some reason or another, and bing bang boom you have an infinitely better show, you’re welcome Netflix.

#punisher #the punisher #netflix #Netflix should hire me #random villains #black tarantula #season 2 was stupid #better show #frank castle #billy russo #jon bernthal

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sevenbulletsavior · 2 years

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@cogitatis → o1﹕ a text sent late at night .

Usually Karen didn’t bother people late at night...but she was well aware that Tony Stark was one of those ‘night owls’ people often discussed and because of that he would no doubt be up at this time of the night. (And if she didn’t look at the clock when she sent the text then she wouldn’t feel as guilty for sending it and being up herself.)

[ SMS → T. Stark ] Mr. Stark, this is Karen Page of Nelson, Murdock, and Page. [ SMS → T. Stark ] I was just going through some files for a tenant complex and looking into who owned the original lease of the building. [ SMS → T. Stark ] It’s showing up under your company once you get through all the shell corporations its nestled in. [ SMS → T. Stark ] Are you aware of owning any tenant buildings near Hell’s Kitchen?

#cogitatis #ANSWERED.#SO IT’S OKAY FOR THEM TO RISK EVERYTHING BUT NOT ME? / MAIN VERSE.

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kudosmyhero · 2 years

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Daredevil (vol. 1) #3: The Owl, Ominous Overlord of Crime!

Read Date: May 23, 2022 Cover Date: August 1964 || Writer: Stan Lee || Penciller: Joe Orlando || Inker: Vince Colletta || Letterer: Sam Rosen || Editor: Stan Lee ||

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Synopsis: (from https://marvel.fandom.com/wiki/Daredevil_Vol_1_3)

The crooked businessman named the Owl has just been taken to court over tax fraud, and so he hires Nelson & Murdock, chosen at random from the phone book, to represent him. When Foggy initially turns him down, Matt insists on taking the case, to learn more about him. However, when the Owl blows off his court hearing, Daredevil investigates to find out what his wayward client is up to. He searches all over the city, but fruitlessly, so he returns to work, sending Karen home for the night.

Meanwhile, the Owl has recruited two powerful (but not superhuman) thugs and nearly kills them to prove his own power (including low-level flight capability). The Owl decides to set Matt Murdock up to be his fall guy.

Later, leaving the office as Daredevil, Matt suddenly notices that there are people in the next office and realizes it’s the Owl and some of his thugs. Daredevil battles them until Karen shows up to retrieve her purse’ the Owl’s men grab Karen and hold her hostage. Surrendering, Daredevil and Karen are taken to the Owl’s aerie base, where Daredevil frees himself and Karen, and sends her away in a car, as he fights the Owl personally (the Owl’s henchmen have gone to contact other mob bosses whom the Owl hopes to impress by killing Daredevil). Daredevil is fed through a trap door into the river below, but then, chased out of his own base by the approaching police, the Owl tries to escape in a boat. Daredevil manages to upend it and knock him overboard, after which point he loses track of him.

Returning to shore, Daredevil switches to Matt Murdock and waits for the police to round up the crooks. Karen is surprised to see Matt there and suspects a similarity between the two men.

Fan Art: Daily Sketches The Owl by fedde

Accompanying Podcast:

#podcast – josh and jamie do daredevil #marvel #marvel comics #daredevil #yellow daredevil #matt murdock #podcast recommendation #comics #comic books #the owl #leland owlsley

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bagelboys-withcreamcheese · 2 years

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Modern Things I Would Introduce To Each VDL Gang Member

I had to take some people off because I couldn’t think of anything (I’m sorry please don’t come after me)

*anything you guys come up with, I’ll add to the list in red*

Dutch Van Der Linde

-Science (Mister ‘I don’t believe in evolution’)

-Actual Philosophy

-Mangos

-Curling iron

-Classes in gender studies and critical race theory and he is to take them over and over again until they stick

-Probably the grippy sock hospital at one point

-Animal Farm by George Orwell

-The Catcher in the Rye by J. D. Salinger

Hosea Matthews

-Rocky Horror Picture Show

-Dead Poets Society

-Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller

-ABBA

-Bullet proof vests

-Medication for whatever is wrong with his lungs

-Hugs from me specifically

-Planners

-Brokeback Mountain

-Gang of Youths

-That dad thing where they reach back from the front seat to ask for snacks

-Coffee shops

-Used book stores

-Mr. Rogers

-My beat up dragontology book I got for Christmas when I was 10

-Sherlock Holmes (the books, but I’d tell him there’s a show and movies)

-True Crime Podcasts

Arthur Morgan

-Affection and praise without any strings attached

-Art classes

-Digital drawing/art

-Stuffed animals (the toy kind not actual stuffed animals)

-BCG vaccine

-The candle section at any store but Target specifically

-Closed terrariums to keep his flower in

-The Beatles (I feel like they would confuse him but he’d still like it)

-Bob Ross

-Zelda: Breath of the Wild

-Paleontology

-Late night car rides

-Hozier

-Doc Martens

John Marston

-Shampoo

-Monster Energy Drinks

-My Chemical Romance

-Swim Lessons

-Dr Pepper

-Converse

Charles Smith

-Minecraft bees

-Reservation Dogs

-Wood carving and glass blowing art

-Blankets with tiger stock photos on them

Javier Escuella

-Guitar Hero

-Spotify

-Electric Guitars

-Modern clothing styles

-Music career opportunities

-Pepperoni pizza flavoured Combos

-Pineapple Fanta

Lenny Summers

-Marvin Gaye

-Buzzfeed Unsolved

-Just dance

-Mario cart

-Marvel

-Root beer

-Bullet proof vests

-Those really old, cheesy western movies to laugh at

Sean Macguire

-Buzzfeed Unsolved

-Just dance

-Mountain dew

-Mario cart

-Koolaid/capri-suns

-Helmets

-LetterKenny

Jack Marston

-Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron

-The How To Train Your Dragon trilogy

-The Owl House

-Crayons

-Stickers (especially scratch and sniff)

-Diary of a Wimpy Kid

-Star constellations

-Dinosaurs

-Slushies

Mary-Beth Gaskill

-Fanfiction

-Cottagecore

-True crime podcasts

-Animal Crossing

-Cardigans

-Harry Styles

-Hozier

-Titanic

Tilly Jackson

-The Jackson 5

-Fuzzy socks/socks with patterns

-Oversized hoodies

-Lemonade

Karen Jones

-Wine

-Men that’ll last longer than 5 seconds

-Reality TV

Molly O’Shea

-Mitski

-Independence

-Healthy relationship dynamics

-Soft, comfy pajamas

-Bullet proof vests

Miss Grimshaw

-Bullet proof vests

Bill Williamson

-Basic hygiene and deodorant

-A class in gender studies and critical race theory

Kieran Duffy

-Petting zoos

-Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit

-Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron

-Those cheesy horse girl movies

-My Little Pony

Reverend Swanson

-An addiction support group

-Addiction treatment and recovery

-Risen by IcarusFeathers on AO3

Leopold Strauss

-Empathy

-Turtleneck sweaters

-Shark Tank

Simon Pearson

-Pirates of The Caribbean

-British Baking Show

-Hell’s Kitchen

-Betty Crocker

-Moby Dick (if he hasn’t already read it)

Josiah Trewlany

-2am Waffle House

-Harry Houdini

-Martinis

Micah Bell

-Karma :)

Everyone collectively

-Dental/basic hygiene

-Family Therapy

-Those videos they would play in school about what smoking does to your lungs

-Halloween

-RuPaul Drag Race

#can you tell who my favorite character is?#and who i don’t like very much #red dead redemption #red dead redemption 2 #arthur morgan #dutch van der linde #rdr2 #john marston #hosea matthews #tilly jackson #mary beth gaskill #karen jones #susan grimshaw #simon pearson #lenny summers #sean macguire #javier escuella #charles smith #jack marston

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yanderemommabean · 4 years

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A really dumb comfort scenario by Mommabean

Dabi x Reader fluff stuff

Dabi never used to see himself as a night owl. Standing out as the skies turn from a pleasant purple to a dark shade of black speckled with bright stars wasn’t something he saw himself enjoying, not until a few months ago when fate decided he needed to meet someone worth staying out late with.

Usually he prefers to just stay inside and do his own thing, be that scrolling through memes or simply just listening to music while he turns the lights off and drifts into his mind for a few hours. On rare occasions he’ll spend time with friends, but it drains him considerably and he has to recharge his battery afterwards.

It doesn’t mean he hates them, he’s just not a person with a lot of energy, but he knows people take it personally. Which can’t really be helped as he isn’t the best with words on explaining why he does what he does, honestly he doesn’t even know.

Typically his weeks goes like this - working with assholes who act like siblings rather than coworkers, then wanting to unwind as soon as he gets home because if he doesn’t he’ll snap or possibly have a mental break. Which probably already happened considering where he is now, but another break isn’t something to want to happen either.

But Dabi was forced out one night a few months back by Toga, who he can’t say no to often as she’s like a little sister and he adores her as such, and was dragged practically to a restaurant for drinks and food as a way to celebrate their hard work. Even Shigaraki got a stick out of his ass for a hangout, so he supposed he could suck it up for their sake.

Leave it to his soft heart to make him torture his own antisocial ass. However, this time he was seemingly gifted, as he heard laughter from across the room and saw you, giggling and almost snorting as you covered your face at the ridiculous joke a friend made. You looked absolutely precious, for lack of a better word. Not a care in the world as you laughed and giggled so hard you lost your breath.

He was drawn to the brightness you added to the dull restaurant, vaguely paying attention to the conversation his own group was having as you peaked his interest. Dabi figures he was being too obvious with his staring, as you looked over and met his gaze directly, but instead of flipping him off and acting like a full Karen, you waved and gave a shy smile.

That kinda hurt to not see that pretty smile. You’ve hidden it the entire time he’s been watching you, as if you hated it. Well, he’s got a plan for that, just you wait. He’ll get you to smile for him, just give him time. He remembers how he managed to greet you, both of you talking and surprisingly having a lot in common.

A total mindfuck to find out an adorable, fluffy person like you was into murder documentaries, scary stories, horror films, and loved to study obscure and odd mysteries. Color him pleasantly surprised. You two kept chatting away after the awkward ice was broken, to the point your friends were getting a bit pissy and telling you to hurry up to leave.

Fuck ‘em. He didn’t like them then and he doesn’t like them now. Out of spite he wanted to ask you for a drink so he could drag out the conversation longer, but he didn’t need to make a bad impression or make Shigaraki think he was pulling something. Which again, was fair, he was known for pulling some stupid shit every now and again.

Months. It’s been months and he hasn’t gotten tired of meeting you and being around you. You’ve had your arguments sure, had your moments where you and him were a bit tense, but that didn’t deter anything. Hell, you two have nicknames for one another now, and he allows you to play with his hair every now and again. He doesn’t let anyone get that close except Toga, you should be a little honored. Nothing is ever getting rid of him if you two are this close already.

It’s still baffling. Months! And all this time, you still hid that pretty smile. The very thing that drew him too you in the first place. What do you have to be ashamed of? Besides your search history, absolutely nothing! Dabi sighs as he sits on the steps outside of his apartment, looking up to the night sky, waiting for you to answer on if you wanted to hangout or not. Either way he began to enjoy this new sight, this addition to his schedule was something he looked forward to more than his late night music sessions.

He was about to text you again, thumb hovering over the keyboard as he thought of what to say, but three dots appear and he decides to wait and see. You, being the sweetheart you are, tell him to wait and that you’ll meet him in ten. A warm feeling fills his chest again knowing you’d be here. It’s been happening a lot lately actually, and he’s not an idiot. He knows he likes you, he’s just never liked someone to this extent. Should he be embarrassed? Excited? Happy? Who the hell knows. All he knows is he would do anything for you, and his feelings towards you are only growing.

Dabi flicks his phone off after a minute and looks around, waiting for you to show up. While scanning the area, he heard frantic steps coming up the sidewalk that were approaching fast, in a panic. He jumps up to his feet to see who could be running his way, more curious than in the mood to save someone.

However, seeing you with tears running down your face wasn’t at all what he expected. He felt rage and worry surge through him, an almost animal like possessiveness took over him and the idea that something happened makes him sick with anger. His body moves without him thinking, his arms wrapping around you and holding you tightly, listening to your shaking sobs as you cling to him and begin to apologize.

“Hey- hey what happened?!” He asked sternly, sounding more pissed than worried, cringing slightly at his tone. Smart move asshole, make them feel even worse. Genius.

You stutter and begin to try and talk, but your throat is tight and your eyes are still pouring like waterfalls. You shake your head and clench your eyes shut again, burying your face into his chest as your knuckles turn white from gripping his sleeves for dear life. Dabi tensed, breath hitching as you hugged him tightly and began to shudder and weep into him.

Hands gently rub your back as he slowly walks with you, guiding you to the steps he was just at to help you sit down and get yourself together. “Who’s ass do I need to kick?”.

You giggle at that, wiping your eyes as you shake your head playfully “No ones Dabi...I’ve just been feeling super fucking depressed and stressed out because of work and I feel I have no time for myself anymore and...well I just needed to be with someone who understands”.

He was touched that you saw him as someone you could come too. Seriously have you seen him? He’s the worlds most selfish asshole! He can’t even trust himself half the time, especially when it comes to bothering people and pulling pranks. You might wanna reconsider who you’re trusting there.

Although hearing no one hurt you was calming, he was still worried for your wellbeing.

“I get it. I mean I’m not the best with comforting but I understand what you mean. It’s frustrating as hell not even having time to rest, and then having to head back to work for nine hours or more over and over...it ain’t easy”. He rubs the back of his neck as he speaks, already feeling the anxiety over his schedule for tomorrow.

Sniffling softly, you nod and scoot closer to him, his warmth soothing and comforting compared to the chilling winds of the night. “Yeah. And it doesn’t stop for decades. I’ll never have free time again or I’ll always feel tired and drained and I hate it”.

Now that’s not necessarily true, but he knows where you’re coming from. Every day lately seems like such a struggle, he knows it all too well. It was clear you needed more than to vent and rant, and he has just the thing to help the mood. “It’s not all that monotonous. I think you’re just overwhelmed and need a break. Wanna come in? I think we both need a drink and a few laughs”.

You fiddle with your hands a bit, looking down at your feet with lips pursed in thought. “I can stay the night?”. What kind of question is that? Seriously what kind of question?! You literally just cried into his shirt no problem, now you’re worried about personal space? “Dude, you really have to ask? Stay a fucking week if you want, just get your ass inside before I drag you in” he jokes.

You look away as you smile, standing up and dusting off your legs before heading into his apartment behind him. Maybe tonight he’ll get you to stop hiding that smile, to bring those walls down even more and let him show how amazing you are in his eyes. Just maybe.

((This was bad I know I know I just needed a way to vent -Mommabean))

#dabi x reader #bnha #yandere fluf #mha #Mommabean #yandere scenarios #i guess #yandere imagines #not really tho hes just falling in love #yandere dabi #yandere bnha

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korra-the-red-lion · 3 years

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Supergirl 6x10: Still I Rise.

Hey all, Korra here! After some brutal night shifts, I’ve watched SG! So, how did this episode fair in my opinion? Let’s find out. As always, SPOILERS AHEAD.

Oh Nia, my heart does go out to you. I knew the owl was your mom, but it still hurts none the same. Also Nia’s mom being like “stop being a monkey Nia, c’mon girl” is a whole ass mood.

The PSA was so funny. Kara was cringing the whole time, and like, same girl. Brainy whipping the sheet to reveal the greens and Kara’s whole expression is just “Jesus Christ I wasn’t expecting that.” 10/10 PSA for eating your greens.

Kelly and Alex sparring. That’s it.

Kelly feeling insecure about her position is something I’ve been greatly enjoying, because it really humanizers her. Especially since most shows are just like “OMG I’M A HERO NOW.” But by slowing it down and having Kelly express her concerns about it all is very refreshing.

Kara using her journalism to showcase the issues that are plaguing the underprivilege is awesome. I really like how they’re really bringing back this side of her. It’s been missed. Also her desk is super fancy.

Andrea had a good idea to do a livestream, but unfortunately it goes awry. She’s really stepping up as a boss.

Unsurprisingly, the livestream doesn’t go well because it’s TV and these things never go well. The comments were all about the broccoli, which was super funny.

Lol, love that the blue aliens from the Prom episodes are coming back. Also love that Kara was just like ??? when she saw him, because she did recognize him but it’s been so long. Also he was blue. And she didn’t stop him from taking that guy lol.

Okay, this is what I loved the most about the episode. Nia’s sister Maeve resented Nia for getting the powers, blaming her and claiming that she took them from her. This led to a super emotional episode from Nia and her sister being awful to her and leaving her. Then they never touched on it again. So, I’m extremely happy that they brought back Nia’s feeling on how her sister treated her. It was a really great moment.

Where is Yvette? She just hasn’t been here for the last few episodes.

Nxyly made some cryo-bomb to freeze the building and everyone inside. As far as plans go, it’s not the worst one this show has done.

Orlando gives a really awesome speech about how they need to stop letting people like him and Joey fall through the cracks because it’s the easy thing to do. I thought it was very touching and very well done. Evil White Lady Senator doesn’t agree but whatever, she’s a Karen.

J’onn and Kara stop the bomb from wrecking the whole building by teaming up again, which they’ve been doing a lot of it and I’m glad for it. Kelly has a cool moment where she saves Karen from her demise.

The special effects looked really good this episode.

Kelly and Alex have a really sweet moment where Kelly realizes her worth and tells Alex she’s ready for Guardian to rise up. I seriously can’t wait!

Kara and co see that there is left over residue at the site and she goes to check it out, only to be trapped by Nxyly. I’m not sure why Kara lost her powers here. Either I wasn’t paying enough attention and missed something or it was just not explained clearly. Either way, it allows Nxyly to give an evil speech about how she’s gonna kill Kara. I did like the pig line about her dad though, very cool.

Kara, being wonderfully smart, realizes she can’t call for backup from Alex or J’onn, but she can from Myxly. It was such a small and ingenious moment but I loved it.

Oh yeah, Nia also mentioned she was coming for Nxyly as well, so Dreamer and Supergirl will hopefully have a super cool final showdown with her.

Anyway, overall, I thought it was another solid episode. I really enjoyed most of it, and I’ve found this storyline with Kelly and the social work to be really good material. I can’t wait to see how Tuesday’s episode is going to go, because I’ve heard some really good things about it already. Until next time!

#supergirl #kara zor-el #kara danvers #alex danvers #sentinal #kelly olsen #guardian #j'onn j'onzz #martian manhunter #brainy #brainiac 5 #nia nal #dreamer #supergirl 6x10 #supergirl spoilers #andrea rojas

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platinumink · 2 years

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About me

Hello there and welcome to ‘The Basement™‘, a safe space for all people of any kind and any interests.

My name is Levi! I am n-years old, use the pronouns They/Them and I live on the planet earth... or not... who knows- :D

I like to watch movies, anime and series’, read manga or other kinds of literature and enter most fandoms pretty easily- So if you ever see me obsess over one thing and then suddenly another, then it’s because of that. Not that I ever leave a fandom! It’s more like a symbiotic relationship as I will always present myself in every fandom I have in random intervalls and never really leave. Me hyperfocusing is just an accidental side product- : )

I will now answer the basic 20 FAQ questions to give you some more insight on how my weird brain works:

When is your birthday?

=> 14th January XXXX

What is your favorite animal?

=> Cat person through and through!! Raccoons are a close second. I've always found them cute, believe me or not- xD

What do you do for a living? Are you in school?

=> Currently working on my Degree in Computer Science.

If you could travel anywhere in the world, where would you go?

=> Probably somewhere where it’s neither too hot nor too cold. xD

What was your favorite school subject?

=> English, Biology or Informatics probably-

Do you have a small or big family?

=> Depends on your definition of big/small families! My family is probably kinda big though.

What genres of music do you like best?

=> I’m not really into any genre. It depends on the song. I do really tend to like music from the 70s, 80s and 90s! : )

How do you like to spend your free time?

=> Reading, writing fanfiction, watching anime/movies or anything I like on youtube. I also like to play video games such as Valorant, Phasmophobia, Detroit become human and I just started playing Marvels Guardians of the Galaxy!

Are you a morning or a night person?

=> Night Owl!

What is your favorite food?

=> Another hard question- I love noodles, Katsudon, Piroshki, some thai food, korean food, italian food... I like what I like and I don’t really want to pick favorites... xD

What is your favorite movie or TV show?

=> The best movie of all time is Guardians of the Galaxy 3 - can't change my mind - with GotG 1 as a close second, followed by GotG 2. Best marvel series is Loki obviously- I also think that Captain America: The Winter Soldier is in the top 5 best Marvel movies ever released. Again I don’t like to pick favorites! I also love Kuroshitsuji, Lucifer, Boku no hero academia, shingeki no kyojin, star wars, soul eater, yuri on ice and MANY more!

What is your favorite childhood memory?

=> I once went to a star wars live music concert when I was younger to A New Hope and that was wild- Best day ever-

Who is your celebrity crush?

=> Currently that’s Sebastian Stan. Has been for some time. RDJ, Scarlett Johannson, Karen Gillan, Gwyneth Paltrow, Chris Hemsworth, Chris Pratt, Hayden Christensen, Evan McGregor, Tom Hiddleston, Colin Firth and Taron Egerton, Zoe Saldana and Sam Worthington, Bradley Cooper are also up there-

Do you speak more than one language?

=> I speak english and german fluently and beginners french. I know single words and sentences in spanish, japanese and Dutch

What is your biggest pet peeve?

=> I don’t know for sure... Probably that my family is full of homophobic idiots trying to make me feel uncomfortable at every given opportunity-

What is your favorite holiday?

=> Summer Holiday because it’s the longest- I hate the heat-

Where did you grow up?

=> Planet Earth. xD

What is the skill that you would like to learn?

=> To think of smart things to say in the moment and not 5 hours later. So yes: A silver tounge.

What do you value most in a friend?

=> Loyalty. I want someone to be there for me and not talk shit about me. I want them to defend me if others do so and I want them to be able to see me at my worst and still stand by me. This is what I always try to do for others too.

What is your biggest irrational fear?

=> I don’t actually know. I have many. Probably eating worms and them living inside me without dieing. And dieing in general. And being drugged and unable to move. This got really heavy in the end xD

Well I hope you know me a bit better than before now.

Have a nice timezone and don’t forget to check out some posts, maybe you’ll find something you like! :D

~ Platinum INK

#about myself #pronouns #name #20 questions #faq page #faq #welcome to my blog #welcome

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strawberriesinmoominvalley · 3 years

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i got my friend to name star wars rebels characters

she doesn’t know anything really about star wars, for reference. this is the funniest thing i’ve done in days

- teenage mutant ninja turtle raphael - he seems like he is repressing a lot of things - but also makes people sad - but he just wants friends - at first he scared me but i think we could raise a gay family together as he is clearly closeted (good for him though)

- YODA’S RELATIVE - she is like if shrek and merida have a child - bc the shrek outfit and colour but merida eyes and violence and lack of respect for authority - she just gives that vibe

- THE RACIST DROID - they hate crime people as a hobby - treats the seven deadly sins as a to-do list - i feel like they would drug me and pretend to be my sleep paralysis demon - what’re their pronouns? (me: he) he’s a little bitch - but if he’s annoying just kick him and he’ll beetle on the floor like a fool

- AGH - scary - seems like a father take that reaction as you will (me: i’m scared) as am i - OHHH PURPLE CAT - has neat handwriting - and a mechanic - and bites people

- WHAT - REVERSE SWORD - IT’S WRONG - good for her - she has a panic! at the disco phase i can tell - they worked on the name i can just tell - i appreciate the karen haircut - angsty teen - i like her owl - the number reminded me of a racer outfit though - logically? she’s a power bottom - again, repressed like the ninja turtle - but the closet sure is cosy good for her

- SIMP (me: he’s a simp?) clearly - he is a leader but also a father - and seems like he checks up on everyone except himself - he also needs a hug - his eyes are fun - i think he should drop the skincare routine - simp dad is also trans

- cat girl!!! - she is both a milf and a threat - violence over feelings - clearly she didn’t have a good childhood but i like her makeup - also - i feel like i should point this out - she doesn't look like she is sleeping enough so i hope she takes more naps

- silly - obi wan kenobi - wait no he isn’t sexy enough - kristoff from frozen if he was a bear - he seems like he genuinely enjoys root beer _ (me: did you know he gets married to the purple cat?) and a furry too! knew it - i hate him

- god i wish that were me - he has inner peace - he owns three dogs/children and has a good bedtime story voice - secretly violent - doesn’t do it very often because he’s “above it” which is stupid - he’s only above it because he’s tall - bet cat girl could beat him - not the bear though

- SHE - she is so stressed - and angry but she keeps the anger bottled up she should try therapy - i like her headband - she is bad with children but still likes them - i feel like if you annoy her she will break a part of you

- UGH -he is a horrible man - the eight and most bullyable weasley - he is doing a second rate dwayne johnson cosplay and i don’t think it’s working - he seems like he’s hurt me - (me: i love him you’re so harsh let me get a picture of him in armour)

- hmmm bearable - don’t like that his crotch is a different colour there’s no need to make a fuss - (me: that’s armour) why would they change the colour i get that it’s armour - apart from that i would probably be hurt in some way by him - i am not interested 👎🤏 (me: you’re gay) i know a sexy man when i see one that is not attractive

BONUS ROUND!!!

- YEAH YEAH YEAH - I LOVE HIM - HE IS SASSY AND ADORABLE - he would tuck me in at night if i asked i KNOW it - he is the balm to all daddy issues - (me: that’s scarily accurate) i feel like we were lovers in a past life - soulmates - we have a bond - our love was too powerful so i am a lesbian to compromise

#this was very much fun #she's either very much off or scarily accurate there is no in between #she's like the only one i don't infodump about star wars to so she really is unknowledgable #oi if you're reading this i love you #and i know you're procrastinating something so go do it #anyway i want to do this again with something and someone else #maybe shadowhunters i've read all the books #or percy jackson #or she ra #anyway i hope you all liked this as much as i did #if you didn't that's cool i did #anyway i gotta go work on some art #it's for she said the word so don't be surprised #it's by the-obiwan-for-me who is so lovely you should check her out #yes i talk about sstw all the time but it's amazing also we're friends #at least i think we are #so if we're not sorry #i need to stop now #kanan jarrus #hera syndulla #chopper #garazeb orrelios #sabine wren #ezra bridger #ahsoka tano #alexsandr kallus #captain rex #Bo-Katan Kryze #fenn rau #obi wan kenobi

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logical--dreamer · 4 years

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The Dark Kingdom Communications

So i don't normally do this type of thing, but i came up with a Modern Cassarian AU idea and decided to make a fic out of it. I'm not the best writer, but i hope you enjoy it!

The Dark Kingdom Communications: Chapter one

‘No, no, no.’ Cassandra cursed as she frantically clicked her mouse on the Wifi icon, praying that it would finally come up.This was not good, she had to submit the application in by five o’clock or she couldn’t for another few months.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. “It will be okay, everything will be okay.” She whispered as she let the breath out. She still had time before the deadline, hours in fact, she didn’t have to feel so anxious.The Wi-fi could come back on at any minute, so she didn’t have to worry. She had the day off so all she had to do was wait.

Wait.

She wasn’t a big fan of that word

Normally, she was a really patient person. She was willing to wait in the wings while others took center stage, but the longer she stood in the shadows the more it was expected of her. It felt like her time in the sun had come and passed and she missed it. It felt like someone stole her destiny, but no more. She was done waiting.

She had to wait to apply to the Police Academy until she had a full college education, but now her father dIdn’t have any excuse for her not to join. Honestly, he shouldn’t be surprised that this is what she wanted to do. He was the Captain of the Corona Police Department and from a young age he taught her self-defence, and when she was legal, how to handle firearms. She was confident in her abilities, so why wasn’t he?

She took another deep breath and got out of her swivel chair. This was just her anxiety acting up. “Everything will be fine.” she repeated to herself as she went to her kitchen counter for some coffee. This was going to be a long day.

She grabbed her favorite mug and filled it with the hot beverage before leaning on the counter just staring at the computer. She needed a distraction, something to take her mind off of the internet. She tapped her finger against the mug in her hands and smiled softly.

It was a blue ceramic mug from one of those “Paint your own” places. When it first opened, Raps was quite insistent that they go in and make something for each other. Honestly, she felt bad for what she gave her best friend. Unlike Rapunzel, painting wasn’t her strong suit. She traced the detailed owl her friend had painted with a small smile. It’s a wonder why Raps went for a law degree and didn’t pursue art, she was very talented.

Rapunzel! Maybe the ball of sunshine could distract her? She grabbed her phone and went to her contacts to call her. She licked her lips and shifted her feet as she listened to the ringing only to hear the dreaded voicemail. She hung up and sighed. She forgot, Raps was shadowing her father at his law firm today and wouldn’t be available until later that night.

Cass let out a groan and scrolled through her contacts. She felt a pang of loneliness when she realized how small the list was. She stopped at Fitzherbert’s name before letting out a laugh. She wasn’t that desperate.

She lifted her coffee to her lips and took a small sip as she gazed at the computer again. Maybe it was working again? She walked over, sat her mug and phone next to the laptop, and tried the Wifi button one more time.

Please, please, please...

Nothing.

Fine. If she was going to waste her day anyways might as well get this thing working. She grabbed her phone and dialed the Dark Kingdom Communications helpline.

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"Ahuh...ahuh...yeah...okay." Varian nodded as he listened to another "Karen" on the other end of the phone complaining about her computer not turning on. This was the fifth time she called that day and it seemed like every solution he suggested didn't work and she was growing aggravated.

He wasn't the biggest fan of working in customer service. True, he was good at his job and knew what he was talking about, but some of these customers… He worked better in solitude when it was just him, Ruddiger, and his science equipment.

He genuinely wanted to help people, but he had hoped with one of his inventions, not tech support.

He took a big sip from his cheap black coffee and rubbed his tired eyes as he listened to the woman on the other side insult him and the company he worked for.

"Ma'am...ma'am…" he tried but she kept on complaining, "MA'AM!" He called over the phone and that seemed to finally silence her. "Have you checked the plug?" That seemed to offend her as she started in on him again, only to go dead silent. He heard a quiet "oh" on the other side and then a "click" to let him know she hung up. He leaned back in his chair and let out a sigh.

Finally

He closed his eyes, exhausted. It was his own fault for staying up so late, but he had a breakthrough in his invention and he had to test it out! ...which resulted in a total power surge in his building. Thankfully, everyone was asleep and didn't notice him sneak down to the basement of the building to fix the fuse box.

He sat forward and rolled his chair closer to his computer. Fortunately, it was a Friday, and every Friday night he liked to take the night off to order a pizza and watch a movie. It was a way to rest before going to his projects again. He would always invite his neighbor to join him, but she was usually too busy to come.

Oh, Cassandra. She was a beautiful, smart, independent woman who's grayish green gaze made him melt into the floor like a melted ice cream cone. He’s tried to impress her and make her notice him, but he doubted she even knew his name.

He stretched his head around his cubicle to glance at Eugene who was chatting with Lance near the coffee maker. Eugene was the son of the owner of the Dark Kingdom Communications and was the head of marketing. He was the smoothest and most charming man he's ever met and he really admired him. Sometimes he wanted to ask for his help with speaking to Cassandra, but he would always chicken out. Maybe someday he would grow out of being such a coward.

He let out a small groan when he heard a new ringing in his head piece telling him he had another customer waiting for his assistance. He sat back in his chair and pressed the answer button. "Hello…"

"...Dark Kingdom Communications, this is V speaking, how can I help you?" Cass heard over the phone and sighed in relief to finally get rid of that obnoxious hold music.

“Hello, I can’t find the internet” Cass lifted her head from where she set it as she waited for someone to answer.

“Sorry?” V questioned, confusion laced in his voice, causing her to be more irritated than before.

“The Wi-Fi is down and I can’t for the life of me get it back up.” Cass continued, moving her mouse to keep the screen up.

“Oh!” the man on the other line exclaimed in understanding, “Sorry, that was just an odd greeting.” he chuckled, trying to keep a friendly atmosphere on the phone.

“Well, one tends to be a bit frazzled when they had to sit through hold music for twenty minutes when they are on a deadline.” she snapped at the man.

V was quiet for a moment, probably trying to find a way to get things back on topic of her call. She was surprised when she heard a soft chuckle on the other end and him voicing his agreement. “It is pretty bad isn’t it?”

She raised her eyebrow in confusion and nodded slowly even though he couldn’t see her, “Um, yeah….anyways, my internet isn’t working.”

“Right, of course!” V cleared his throat and she heard typing on the other side of the line, “I just need a little information before we begin.”

Cass shifted in her seat, frowning, she didn’t like giving people she didn’t know personal information “What kind of information?” she asked, almost defensively, ready to call whoever was his supervisor for his unprofessionalism.

“Well….I need your name in order to pull up your file and to access your computer to work on fixing the problem.” V said slowly, almost reassuring. She slowly relaxed at his words. She had nothing to be tense about, it was just the tech guy. Why was she feeling so anxious?

“Right.” she licked her lips as she played with the glove on her left hand, “My name is Cassandra, Cassandra Moon.”

Varian froze in his chair at the name. Cassandra, his neighbor, was on the other line. Beautiful, smart and independent Cassie…

“Hello?” Cassandra questioned him on the other line and that seemed to snap him out of his trance and had him get right to work.

“Yes, hi, sorry. I found your file right here.” This was his fault, her internet was down because of his machine. Now she is going to hate him and she will never come over for pizza and movie night...not that she has before, but he kept hoping that she would someday. “Want to tell me what’s wrong?” he asked, his voice going up an octave without his consent. He cleared his throat again, pushing the reading glasses, that he always kept on top of his head, down to the tip of his nose.

“Well, like I said before, the WI-FI won't connect to my computer.” Cassandra repeated, the irritation back in her voice. He felt his heart pick up with nerves, he didn’t mean to make her annoyed with him.

“How do you connect to the internet? Do you use a Modem, or your smartphone, or a broadband?” He questioned as he started the program to grant him access to her computer to look for any viruses or malware that might be causing problems for her.

“I use a modem.” She mumbled on the other line.

“Okay, and is the light for the internet doing anything? Is it on? Off? Flickering?” Varian asked, finally getting into the swing of his job. He could freak out about his crush calling later, right now he had a job to do. No matter what, he was going to fix her wifi.

After about an hour of going back and forth of them trying multiple tricks and resetting different things, they finally got her internet connected and running,

Cass looked at the clock and let out a sigh, she was going to make it. “Thank you so much.” she told V, her heart swelled with gratitude. “You have no idea how thankful I am that you were able to fix this.”

V’s breath seemed to hitch at her words before they tumbled out quickly, “n-no problem at all! It’s just part of the job!” his voice seemed to raise again and he cleared his throat. “If you enjoyed the experience, please make sure to take the survey to let us know what you thought.” he suggested for maybe the hundredth time that day.

She smiled as she pulled up her web browser and went to the bookmarked application. “I will….hey, I’m sorry about the way I acted before.”

“It...it’s alright, Cassandra.” He said softly, but she could tell he was smiling. She was happy she was able to make him happy after she was sure he had a rough day full of unreasonable customers. She felt her heart sink, she knew what that was like and she knew she didn’t help with the way she acted earlier.

She was about to say goodbye, when she heard him ask, “What would you rather have?”

“Sorry?” she paused in filling out her application, knitting her eyebrows together.

“For the hold music? What would you rather have?” V asked quickly, taking them back to the beginning of the call once more.

She tapped her finger on her chin as she thought about it. “Something upbeat, but not that annoying techno whatyoucallit that seems to be popular nowadays.” Cass hummed as she considered the question.

“Oh, yeah, I agree. Honestly, in school I was a bit of a theater kid, I feel like something like that would be good hold music.” he said, surprising her with her exact same thought process.

“Yes!” Cass agreed, surprising herself with how enthusiastic her response was. That was a bit uncharacteristic for her especially with someone she just met. Rapunzel was really rubbing off on her. She rubbed her eyes and looked back to her screen. She let her eyes wander over the page to make sure all the information was correct. She smiled in satisfaction, it was ready.

V was silent on his line for a long moment and she thought he hung up before he spoke again, “What about “Oh, What a beautiful Mornin’” from Oklahoma?” He suggested, she once again could hear typing on the other end.

Cass raised an eyebrow, “It’s good...but a bit older. Those who are waiting might not like it.” she grabbed her mug again and took a sip.

She heard V scoff in defense, “It’s a classic! I’ll have you know that I blew the audience away with my version.”

“I’m sure mommy and daddy were so proud.” she mocked in a playful tone, suppressing a smile in her mug.

“Uh...well, my dad was.” V mumbled, the vibe suddenly felt very heavy, “or I hope he was...” he added under his breath.

“Sorry.” Cassandra frowned, things were starting to get too personal for a customer and a tech support guy. She better end it soon.

“It’s alright.” he said, his tone light and happy, surprising her, “What do you think it should be then, since you seem to know so much about music?”

She glanced at her application one more time before hitting the submit and letting out a breath. The weight lifted from her shoulders as she slowly relaxed.

“The Greatest Showman.” she said simply, “The movie was a hit and I doubt anyone would find it irritating to listen to.”

“Yes, but it would also cause a problem.” V said seriously.

“And what problem is that?” She asked with a raised eyebrow

“I'll be forced to sing along each time it comes on.” He said, causing her to let out a laugh.

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Why did you climb the mountain?

A rant sketch inspired by @insertdisc5 post that I just reblogged. I haven’t been feeling great tonight and it’s always sat with me that these children climbed a big ass mountain without adult supervision. Especially Frisk.

Below the cut is some headcannons for a kinda mental health AU? Idk, it was therapeutic to write.

It makes me think of a sort of AU were MC/reader purposefully goes to the mountain because of the rumours and obviously isn’t successful but meets a bunch of monsters who know why they came to the mountain and want to help.

Classic Sans: knows what it’s like to feel hopeless, to not want to get out of bed, how some things become so difficult to achieve. Knows what it’s like to have to hide how you feel, be happy and funny to make sure others don’t worry. If you need to do the thing, he will do the thing with you being “helpful” with his puns. He’s always there with soft encouragement and always praises the small things. Will probably make you those star stickers, “you got out of bed!” “you brushed your teeth!” “you managed social interaction!” “you didn’t cry today!”. Is interested in what you want to do in education and/or work. Will help you plan and work towards whatever that is. He knows some folk.

Classic Papyrus: obviously is your personal cheer squad. Knows just how to motivate you but if it isn’t working and it’s a bad day knows when to calm down and let you take things at your own pace. Tell him your deepest desires, your biggest dreams, no matter how unattainable or silly it seems. You want to be an astronaut? You need to be physically healthy, go to school to get good grades and do training to achieve that? Pffft, that’s only three things, you can totally do that! Teaches you how to hold onto a dream and keep back the bad thoughts that say you can’t do it. You’ll show them! Will cook and bake with you while making some idle chatter. Afterwards will sit with you and watch MTT or something you’re currently interested in cuddled under a blanket.

Fell Sans (Red): the worst kept secret is that he is a softie. Will chill out with you and give you as much physical touch as you’re comfortable with. Little thumb strokes, hair strokes, hip bumps, squeezes and full on “you are now my personal squish, now chill out and watch the tv show”. Is your protector, there behind you to make sure no one walks over you or just there as silent encouragement when you need to do scary adult things. Knows what it’s like to have manic lows were the sadness is energetic and wants out. Knows how hard it is to stay strong when you need to be supported. Is there for you when this happens, even if he just silently holds you.

Fell Papyrus (Edge): you are the only one he is soft and gentle to. You know what that means? You are worthy of the terrible Papyrus! These other humans are merely jealous of your brilliance! Actual fashion icon who encourages you to express yourself however you want. Cut or dye your hair? Edge is there critiquing cuts and colours and of course approving of your choices. Your style is very much worthy of the terrible Papyrus’s approval. Humans are staring? Yes, how could they not? You look amazing! And the commoners are weak to resisting such style! Will absolutely call you by your preferred pronouns or name without question, although all skeles will do so too. Teaches you to be comfortable with yourself and that you are worth your own existence.

Swap Sans (Blue): Another very energetic cheer squad! Preaches the importance of routine and activities. Won’t push you with exercise if you aren’t into that, gentle jogs or walks or swimming, anything calming and enjoyable. After all, what’s the point if you don’t enjoy it! Will help you figure out what the best times are you to do things, are you an early bird or a night owl? When do you get hungry? Do you have medication? When do you need to take them? He makes a very cool schedule with reminders on your phone so you don’t forget. Is very interested in your hyperfixations and is eager to learn all about it! Info dump your little heart out! Blue won’t judge and is 9/10 more likely to want to become involved too! He secretly knows what it’s like to not be respected for being yourself, whether that be for the things you love or how you look. He’s very well aware of what other monsters see him as. But! He will show you how the magnificent Sans achieves what he wants, does what he wants all the while being true to himself!

Swap Papyrus (Stretch): Another chill boy. He’s always there for you if you need to chill, talk or be distracted. No, literally. He always seems to be close to you wherever you are and whatever you’re doing, without actually moving at all...Is not at all a therapist but will listen to you when you need to talk or vent or explain something you love or have just learned. Will go with you to any doctors appointments or therapy sessions and be there for you, slouched down in his chair. Pull up a beanbag, pal, tell him all about it. Very good at distracting you with music or games or some sweet treats. A rock of a skeleton boy. Knows what it’s like to be so overwhelmed by your feelings being trapped inside you that you loose interest in things and become numb. Will show you coping mechanisms he learned himself and will always never let you forget that he is always there for you.

SwapFell Sans (Blackberry): This is a very smart boy. He clawed his way up to royal guard status without the usual violence, he doesn’t need to. Is an expert and obsessed with cheating the system and getting clever sneaky payback. Any trouble and he has it sorted, he’s both better and worse than a Karen. Will talk to a manager, teacher, professional and come out the victor. That person who bullied you? Strangely bolts whenever you are in their proximity ... Teaches you what you can do to help yourself in certain situations and how to come across confident in yourself even when you’re not. Somehow knows everything about everyone and is always doing things like reminding you that your medication is running low, you need to book another doctors appointment, even tells you that that thing you were eyeing up is much cheaper elsewhere and he’s already ordered it for you so don’t worry about it. His literal moto is “you don’t need to worry about it anymore, I’ll handle it.” But he knows when to slow down and teach you how to do things yourself. He is also a master at pet names. Darling? Sweetheart? Love? Baby? He’ll find out what you prefer and use it to his advantage, and you’ll love it. Knows how things can build and build and how sometimes the littlest thing can be the domino effect that makes everything crash. Shows you how to prioritise and take it one task at a time.

Swapfell Papyrus (Russ): Just...a sweet boy. A little nasty, but sweet. Why do you sometimes have the urge to protect him and then suddenly feel submissive to his protection? Is a firm believer in therapy through action. You like art? He’s found this little group where you just be calm and do art and maybe talk about your feeling, lets both go. Is music your thing? Here, if you’re sad how about you press all the low keys at once? BOOOOOAAAAAMMMMM. Writing? Writing how you feel is very important to both understand yourself and how you’re feeling, to be able to reflect and point out things that triggered you and also be able to show a professional symptoms and explain how you feel without having to strain to remember. But you can also write for the pure enjoyment of words and the movement of your pen or the rhythmic click of your keyboard. Will help you with prompts and inspirations. Will never judge you for using a fandom or interest to help you get through this. Will definitely show you some of his own stuff. Knows how lonely you can feel even when surrounded by people, even when it doesn’t make sense to feel lonely or sad. Teaches you that it’s ok to feel these emotions but shows you when you need to stop in order not to become consumed by it.

Horror Sans (Mars...?): Is deeply knowledgeable about trauma. He had a long road recovering from his. His trauma might make you feel stupid for your feelings but he will shut that down immediately. His broken leg doesn’t make your broken arm any less painful. Will be able to understand how you feel about your trauma and how that has affected you. He’s very careful to put down boundaries so neither of you trigger the other. He’s your mental health buddy, someone close who’s going through the same thing that you can talk to and know that you are fully understood. You can ask questions to help understand yourself and your own journey. Will show you how to focus and enjoy small things. Believes that people are either water people or earth people. Does the sound and sight of water make you calm? Just the rhythmic movement and sound drift you away while you both pick up cool looking rocks and smooth sea glass and sometimes even a shell! Or do you like big grassy parks or forests you can walk to your hearts content and just breathe? You both pick up some cool leaves to press between a book, take some pictures of plants and trees and sunsets. Whenever you need a break, whether you realise or not, he will whisk you away to just bask in silence for a while. A big cuddler, he has a blanket nest, hop on in and have a nap.

Horror Papyrus (Sweetie): Knows deeply how hard it is to adapt sometimes, and how your adapting to situations can hurt you later. Knows what it’s like to be judged by how you look, especially if there are things you need to hide. Helps you with Edge’s quest, especially with clothes. He’s very good at finding unique objects that no one else has. Often comes back from thrift and charity shops with a few things he think’s you’ll like. Will cuddle up with you and listen to how you feel about yourself and the way you look. Helps you come to terms with yourself, accept yourself. Always has a compliment for you, building it up from small things so you can learn to believe and accept them. Knows ways to help you if you sometimes dissociate and especially if it’s triggered by photos or mirrors. If you need to go to the dentist or the doctor for operations or procedures, he’s right there with you holding your hand. He himself has some very cool braces for his teeth, some funky glasses and some support of his posture. Loves to teach you how to solve puzzles and will sit behind you and point out words he finds in the word searches. A very good bonding buddy. Also, he always has snacks, he is a snack mom. Sometimes he even slips food and water into your bag and pockets.

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