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raayllum · 7 months
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when both claudia and ezran are angry and unwilling to let the death of their fathers go next season
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hecateslore · 1 month
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okay so i’m teaching my baby brother (apparently he’s 17) how to drive and i had a thought.
simon teaching his kids to drive. this man was spec ops for at least two decades but he had never been more frightened than when he practiced roundabouts with Jude or parallel parting to the point he had to retire as the family driving instructor because he pulled up the hand real out of panic when one of them had to take a turning that was basically 100 degrees.
he is fearless until that moment.
(this sounds very ooc but i can weirdly see it)
my sister tried to teach me how to drive... I'm 20 and I still can't drive-
anywaysss asks are still open!
Simon has only been horrified twice in his life.
One, when Nova's two front teeth got knocked out when she ran into to the sliding door, and when he saw the sonogram with two babies. Teaching Jude and Oliver how to drive, now the third.
"Okay now, turn the wheel and make sure your foot is still on the break." Simons hand gripping the "Oh Shit!" bar and the other white knuckling the middle console.
Of course teaching the kids how to drive was a family outing, you get a kick out of watching Simon sweat. "Foot on the break, foot on the break, foot on the break." Simon repeated as Jude turns the wheel quickly making the car jerk.
"Enough," he says, grabbing the wheel, "Olive, Your turn." He sighed while he rubbed his eyes from stress. Novalynn holding back her laughter, "I don't want to." Oliver mumbled, "Well you have to." Simon snapped, partially from the anxiety he just endured and annoyed at Yours and Nova's giggling.
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"You can speed up your not gonna kill us." Simon said hands now on his seat belt, "Not yet." Nova mumbles, You tap her knee and Jude gives her a low high-five. Simon looks at her through the rearview, the dad stare making her go quiet.
Oliver's foot pushes down more, causing the meter to go from 15 to 30, he immediately slams down on the break, causing you all to jerk forward. Gasps are heard and Nova's loud Ow, that makes Simons head snap to look at her, cheki
"We're okay!" You assure immediately, "You okay, Oliver?"
"You did good," You place your hand on his shoulder from the backseat, "Everyone's okay?" Simon says, patting Oliver's back in reassurance. "My face slammed into the head rest." Nova runs her hand over her nose, now red with irritation.
Simon lets out a big sigh, "We'll do this another weekend." He says.
The drive home is awkward (as it always is when Simon is being a drama queen!), you could tell he boys felt bad about giving their dad a mini heart attack.
The two boys and Nova sit on the island's chairs, eating snacks, "You guy's alright?" You say walking into the kitchen. They both nod, "You'll get the hang of it, I didn't start driving until later in life." You shrug.
"How late?" Oliver asks, "Don't worry about it."
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apollosgiftofprophecy · 3 months
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So I was re-watching the show and I had a thought about the dynamic between Zeus's kids. Ignore if you've answered this before, but how do her siblings feel about Persephone?
I kinda feel like there are parallels to Sally trying to keep Percy away from Olympian drama and Demeter trying to keep Persephone away from Olympian drama, only for both to fail badly. Not to mention that Persephone probably, for a brief period, turned into the kid Zeus paid attention to most, mostly because of how Demeter protested her marriage. I do have the HC that Persephone and Hermes get along the most, due to Hermes being the sibling to visit the Underworld the most, but what do you think? Hades might be a useful ally in a rebellion.
I haven't really thought much about Persephone's dynamic with everyone else🤔
However, I will touch on my thoughts on her relationship with Demeter and Apollo (in the RRverse) because those are the ones I know right off the top of my head.
With Demeter, I don't like the helicopter parent stereotype attributed to her. Contrary to the media's beliefs, Demeter's panic is very sound considering her daughter was. ya know. kidnapped.
it was an arranged marriage! yeah yeah it's still kidnapping, and Persephone screamed for help. it's all there in the Hymn to Demeter.
because of this, Demeter and Persephone had a very loving mother-daughter relationship imo. Demeter also wasn't against Persephone marrying, btw. In the Orphic tradition, Demeter prophesizes that Persephone would marry Apollo, though that never came to pass obviously (I have a silly take on this in a bit sit tight).
Now Apollo :D the fun starts here.
SO. PERSEPHONE'S PLAYMATES WERE ATHENA AND ARTEMIS. Additionally, as mentioned previously, Demeter was like "oh yeah Persephone's gonna marry Apollo one day".
SO I PRESENT-
Apollo & Persephone are BFFs, and Demeter is the mom who sees her daughter has a boy friend and starts shipping them XD
Persephone: MOM WE'RE JUST FRIENDS
Demeter: You look so cute together!
Persephone: MOM YOU'RE SO EMBARRESSING hides face
also! there's another myth that adds on to this headcanon of mine :D
People think Demeter causes winter. She does not - she just stops the plant growth.
Apollo lets winter happen when he takes his vacations to Hyperborea :D
SO I PROPOSE-
Apollo aligned his vacations during the time Persephone is in the Underworld because fuck it if he can't hang with his BFF during this time of year might as well do his vacation instead so he has more time during the spring/summer months with her then!
BACK TO DEMETER BEING A SHIPPER-
Remember this scene in The Last Olympian?
The older lady harrumphed. "I warned you, daughter. This scoundrel Hades is no good. You could've married the god of doctors or the god of lawyers, but noooo. You had to eat the pomegranate."
Apollo is the god of healing. He also hold dominion over law, and played defense attorney for Orestes.
...DEMETER STILL SHIPS PERSEPOLLO TO THIS DAY XD
she presents it to Persephone like she has two options but they're the same person LMAO
I also wanna talk about the whole 'Demeter forbid Apollo from going near her kids' thing too! Because with the context of this^, it makes you wonder why.
...but then you realize that maybe it was because of the above she forbid him from her kids - or more specifically, she forbid him because he didn't marry Persephone XD
So she ships them. But also she's salty she didn't get her favorite nephew for a son-in-law to marry her favorite daughter and therefore banned him from her kids.
Seems counter-productive, but you do you Demeter lmao XD
(and yes, Hades would be a useful ally in a rebellion...hehehehe)
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violetganache42 · 2 months
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Highlights from tonight's movie night celebrating some of the different teams Donald has been a part of in categorized and chronological order (I honestly like this format. I might stick with it):
"Boat Builders":
Good news: The short has subtitles! Bad news: They're not in English, so you still can't understand what the fuck Donald is saying.
Donald: "Yeah, even a child can do it!" Godfrey: "Even Della could do it!"
justaboot: "god's third choice after the 3 stooges"
Max's mother has been found
"The First Adventure!":
Bradford Hate Club
Ludwig appearance!
puffywuffy8904: "he's serving whatever the opposite of cunt is" WriteBackAtYa: "So di—"
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(I love this screenshot. 😂)
The reference to Della's letter
WriteBackAtYa and I being on the same wavelength
Eat the rich uncle (Sorry, Scrooge, but I had to. XD)
"You can't mute me, old man!"
RIP Donald's guitar
The Temple of Doom parallel!
PAPYRUS
"Treasure of the Golden Suns" easter egg!
"fragile old body"
POGO CANE
Black Heron doing the smug anime girl laugh (You know what I'm talking about.)
"I'm the chosen one!" Pure Deweycore
"So long, suckers!"
Just Black Heron in general (She's a fun villain. lol)
DONALD KILL
Us ranting about Bradford using the Papyrus of Binding to escape like the COWARD THAT HE IS! WHY WE OUGHTA— COME BACK HERE, YOU LITTLE—
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If I had a nickel for every time Black Heron lost her robot arm, I'd have two nickels. Which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice.
Me: "BEAKLEY YOU FOOL" Godfrey: "YOU FUCKING FOOOOOOOOL"
"The House of the Lucky Gander!":
Louie "I do hate hot dogs" Duck noticing the neon lights shaped like a hot dog
"We're all gonna die! I'VE WASTED MY LIFE!"
Launchpad deserves his own episode dedicating to his love life
Gladstone Hate Club
Scrooge looking at the camera like he's on The Office
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puffywuffy8904: "gladstone you have a haircut shut up"
Huey autism moment
Just how bored and tired Dewey, Webby, and Scrooge were after seeing Aquarioon
Dewey and the jade tigers
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
27!
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Webby's love for chocolate fountains
"And a distraction."
Scrooge: "I don't even get to be part of the blasted challenge?" Huey:
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Real-Life-Pine-Tree: "Roasted duck anyone?" Me: "'Danny: I'll have the duck.'"
Louie's motivational speech
"Where did that come from?"
Us @ Liu Hai: RIP bozo (at least until DuckTales World Showcase Adventure)
The underwhelming Golden Cricket and how fucking bored and exhausted the family was
"Mt. Fuji Whiz":
LotTC basically being DuckTales on crack
Me: "Hell is a city. Where have I seen that before? 🤔" Godfrey: "Hazbin Hote—[gunshot]"
My idea of Clinton and Webby bonding over Clan McDuck history
Missy thirsting for Panchito
The return of the Ari the Autism Bird!
Xandra and the nieces in general (They're some of the best characters in the show. ^^)
*The Three Caballeros are stuck in the Underworld* AMJ: "We have a very simple solution." DT17!Huey: "This doesn't feel simple."
Jack Skellington moon
Donald saying the Karen phrase
Xandra and Charon clothes swap
Panchito being "that" guy
The Sheldgoose family tree taking notes from Goofy's family tree regarding the relatives' designs
IN THE PLUMS!
Clinton hugging Donald 💖
Tokyo? LIKE IN DUCKTALES!
"Potatoland":
Dreamy: "SEE HE HAS 27 FINGERS" Me: "27!"
POTATOLAND! POTATOLAND!
"Mickey, I am fed up with your bullshit devil magic."
Praising Mickey's characterization in the Paul Rudish shorts
Donald's blush
No more Idaho
Just the whole short in general. It's the best. XD
"Mickey, Donald, Goofy: The Three Musketeers":
Black Arts Beagle's Musketeer cousins
puffywuffy8904: "they wanna be Scrooge soooo bad"
Donald being, and I quote Jamie, "a punk bitch" in this movie
The return of Pete Hate Club
"Whoa, he's bisexual, I didn't know that!"/"By the way, I'm bisexual! I forgot, I- forgot to announce it! How do you turn this shit off- wait-"
The entire opera gag
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Clarabelle appearance!
Dreamy pointing out the parallels how Pete is to Minnie what Bradford is to Scrooge
In the Hall of the Mountain King
"Why did the music stop?"
"Together, we'll save the princess or die trying!"/"…Die? …Die?"
melcat33: "Minnie discovers she's into bdsm"
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WriteBackAtYa and I quoting Philip CD-i Legend of Zelda
The turtle trying to be the rooster from Robin Hood at one point
"That little diddy's starting to grow on me."
Pete referencing The Lion King
Donald FINALLY unleashing his iconic temper
melcat33: "Goofy finally being Dad Material" WriteBackAtYa: "But he was daddy material"
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(Look what you made me do! /lh)
Pirates of Penzance
"Not long… maybe… 40 years?"
The movie ending with the fucking Can-Can
Learning about how Tokyo Disneyland had Mickey, Donald, and Goofy as the Three Musketeers and they all looked AMAZING (Why does Japan get all the cool shit?!)
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allamericansbitch · 24 days
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okay so I'm gonna share my personal experience with you. Im 29 and two years ago I ended a relationship with my former boyfriend. We dated for 5 years. I overromanticised every single aspect of that relationship and told people that we're totally fine even if I knew deep down that that wasn't true but I guess I never realised it back then because I was so caught up in that lavender haze (no pun intended). only when I got out of that relationship I realised that those 5 years were the absolute hell and it was just me being too optimistic about everything. That being said, if Taylor feels that way too (which we don't know! And we shouldn't because it's not us!) I get her changing those songs because idk maybe she sees the song lover as something else now (that it actually was never that good) BUT she should know better to not put it out in the world like that. She knows her power and influence and she knows her massive fanbase that will eat this shit up. She's allowed to feel like that but she shouldn't make it public. That's what these people need to realise. None of us is telling her she isn't allowed to feel how she feels but she shouldn't force all that information onto us because she's in her 30s and at that age you should know better what your rabid fanbase will do with that information.
Anyways! I love you and your blog and I hope you don't take all the hateful messages you're getting right now too much on your heart, I appreciate you and your opinions very much Sarah, I hope you have a lovely day🤍
yes exactly! lets use the hypothetical scenario that you brought up: lets say your situation is what taylor is going through and she wrote a song on ttpd that has a lot of ties to lover but references how she feels now, like there are parallels to how she used to feel vs now. that's great! thats a beautiful and common practice, if she were to do that it would also be very mature of her to be aware of how immature her fanbase is and do something like ariana grande did with her album and post something like this:
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her expressing and processing her emotions through her art while also corralling her crazy fanbase and trying to prevent them from harassing and hurting people would be great, but instead, she's pointing out old love songs and being like 'no this song is actually about ignoring red flags' and changing the entire identity based on how she feels at any given moment, while also riling up her fanbase even more is just messy.
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maybeamiles · 3 months
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Alright it's time for PART TWO OF MY ONE PIECE OPENING ANALYSIS. Turns out you can only add 30 images to a post lol.
Anyways you can find part one here, but if you've already seen it or just want to skip to the good shit, Hi. I'm anime only but have seen manga spoilers for Kid, Law, Kuma, and Bonney, so that will affect my analysis.
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Anyways remember last time when I talked a bit about the line "When random contexts / Start to make sense on their own" and the deliberate parallels between the fights with Luffy/Lucci, Kid/(manga spoilers), Law/Blackbeard, Zoro/Seraphim Mihawk, and Garp/Kuzan? Well those continue here except it's Sabo and the Revolutionaries against the ENTIRE WORLD GOVERNMENT. These random contexts? They're all tied to the fight Sabo is in right now.
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"When random contexts / Start to make sense on their own / The threads of time are spun back together"
This sequence of shots gives me chills every time. Every single time. The parallels between the Revolutionary Army's crows and the World Government's seagulls? The falling papers and books. Fucking Wapol??? The FUNERAL???? and the SWORDS??? God if those swords in front of the world government's throne DON'T end up being used to stab someone by the end of this story (either in the past or future or maybe both) I will eat my shirt this is CHECKOV'S SWORD THIS GOVERNMENT WAS FOUNDED ON VIOLENCE AND CONQUEST I SWEAR-
*ahem* Anyways. "The threads of time are spun back together." All of those "random contexts" we saw before? The fights that are paralleling each other and driving towards a single end point? To stick with the string metaphor, the world government has unraveled the thread of history. Everything happening now is going to spin it back together into a cohesive narrative. Time is running out. The end is in sight. Their string is going to be cut.
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Again with the parallels. All of the men who Luffy impacted in the past, Sabo, Kid, Law, and Coby. They're all rising to take on this enemy. They have been beaten, but they will rise again, and they will charge forward into the future (at least, that's how I read the storytelling here). I think this theme of rising from major defeats is going to be a huge one in this arc, especially for these four. They are going to get stronger and be Luffy's competition. The Whitebeard and Garp to his Rodger, if you will.
Also, speaking of the men who Luffy impacted, HOLY SHIT IS THAT VIVI
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Law, Coby, Kid, and Sabo may all be rising from defeat, but you know who's charging forward? VIVI. Vivi is going to be so fucking important this arc just you wait.
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And listen- I saw a theory a few weeks ago that Vivi *might* eat a certain devil fruit that I will not name because (manga spoilers), but looking at this picture, with the way she's reaching out towards that specific shape? Yeah she's totally gonna eat that devil fruit. Wish I could link the theory but unfortunately it's deep in my youtube watch history by now and i didn't save it.
EDIT: As a couple people have pointed out, it might be Bonney in that scene and not Vivi, as indicated by the pink highlights on the hair. That honestly makes a lot more sense than Vivi eating a random(ish) devil fruit.
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Finally, I want to talk about this last shot. The Theme of this opening. All of these separate, winding paths, leading towards one final destination: Laugh Tale. The truth of the world. Law, Kid, Luffy, Sabo, The Revolutionaries, the Marines, Coby, Garp, the World Government, everyone is on the path to Laugh Tale, we're in the endgame now, and everyone is going to be vital to whatever lies ahead. I imagine some of the poetry is lost in the english translation, but there's a reason that the music keeps repeating the words "all of us"
"All of us" are going to reach Laugh Tale.
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24hrsoda · 22 days
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This is gonna be long and prob uninteresting so feel free to skip but I saw that you wrote that you didn't think of species when drawing bats for your au and that we're free to interpret them how we want and though Large flying fox wouldn't match what you've drawn super well (outside of colour) cause they've got small ears and are raven sized(up to around 1kg in weight and 1.5 meter wing span), it'd mean that Cass could very easily hitch a ride as long as she's a normal sized bat(like a black myotis, though all vesper bats are prob too small so a species of leaf nosed bat might fit better but she doesnt have a leaf nose).
Also Cass having small eyes but being able to echolocate while Bruce has big ol eyes and can't would be a fun parallel to Cass's mask not having visible eyes and her whole 'body language as a native language' thing(like... both being an extra sense kinda deal).
I really hope this isn't a bother i just love bats and will use any excuse i can get to word vomit about them, they are such an awesome group of animals(they make up a fifth of all discovered mammal species(1300) and the smallest have a weight that's like 1/400th that of the biggest! Not to mention the variation in noses and ears!) and your au is very cute(Not to mention all the other awesome art)!
Hope you have a good day! Also, please look up the Lesser mouse-tailed bat if you haven't seen it i love them, ghost bats(woag... like the ship) are really funny looking too. Most bat species are fucked up little freaks and i love them all, they might be part of what got me into batman ngl 👉👈. I'd def recommend looking through bat species just for the hell of it cause they really are awesome, theres some real cute and bizzare ones out there. I've personally used dif species as inspiration for dif batman designs.
Ok i'm restraining myself so hard to not write more i want to write about the bird eating spectral bats so bad but this is. So long. And unsolicited.
Ghostbats are ugly-cute little gremlins! I’ve come across so many pictures of them while looking up ghostbat (the ship) related things!
I do find a lot of bats to be strange and funny looking but cute in their own way :3 I just don’t have enough bat knowledge to decide which species of bat first best for each Bat family member lol. But plenty of people seem to have better ideas than i do!
These are all interesting, Anon! And the differences between Cass and Bruce would make for some super interesting and cute connections between the two of them.
(I did go back and do some research to find the photos i used as references when i first started sketching the AU and i believe i used pictures of fruit bats, which may be why i colored them brown!!)
and speaking of ghostbat…maybe Khoa needs to make an appearance or two in this AU…and i have a pretty good idea of how to do that :3
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Top of the List [Part Two]
Fandom: Elvis Presley, American Musician
Pairing: Elvis Presley x Addison Goodwin
Characters: Elvis Presley, Addison Goodwin, Jessie Goodwin, Lisa Marie Presley, Original Female Character, Original Male Character, Jerry Schilling, Marci Cunningham, Colonel Parker [Mentioned], Joe Goodwin
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: 4570 of 9639
Summary: When you’re a kid writing a Christmas list is simple; toys and lots of them. As you get older however the wishes start to change and with a life as complicated as the Goodwin-Presleys those wants aren’t always easy to come by. For Addison it’s a family. For Jess answers. And for Elvis, well, as long as he’s got his girls he doesn’t have to wish for a damn thing.
Tags/Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Kissing, Sex, Penatrative Sex, Vaginal Sex, Unprotected Sex, Handjobs, Morning Sex, Mentions of Death, Grief, Grieving, Absent Father, Single Parent, Working Parent, Christmas Day, Secrets, Festive Period, Teen Angst, Moods, Fingering, Christmas Morning, Kids on Christmas, Magic of Christmas
Notes: Okay so I’d been planning these as two separate fics but I decided to put them together because they parallel each other so well. All of them wanting something etc etc
I did want to make it sorta ghosts of Christmas past, present and future but working out the timelines of how to establish everything was too hard.
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PART ONE // PART TWO // PART THREE
ELVIS & ADDISON MASTERPOST  //  TAG LIST
Jess could hear her mother coming down the hall towards her, no doubt coming to check if she was awake yet, which she had already done at least twice before in the last hour, though on those times Jess had closed her eyes feigning sleep until her mother had sighed and crept back out. She didn’t know why, after all, she had been awake well over an hour, listening to the sounds of this unfamiliar house as everyone started their days without her. As she heard her mother get closer, walking down what felt like a mile-long hallway, she knew what it was. She didn’t want to be here. She didn’t want to be lying in this foreign bed in this alien room in this, well, rather nice, but unfamiliar house. She wanted to be at home.
She wanted to be at home like she had been every other Christmas. She wanted to be opening presents under their tree. She wanted to eat dinner at their dining table, in their usual spots, laughing and joking until the food was gone, and they were forced to retreat into the living room to watch TV in a food coma. Even when her mother had had to work they'd managed to do all of it, her mom never having been willing to let her miss out one bit. Well, until this year. 
As the door opened, revealing her mother's expectant face to her, Jess groaned and forced her face into the pillow, making Addison chuckle, 'Well, good afternoon to you too sleepyhead.' 
As Jess offered another groan in response, Addison rolled her eyes and headed to the window, thrusting the curtains open with the vigour only a mother can. Again Jess grumbled but given that she had been spending the past few hours waiting for her to arise, Addison didn't seem to be in the mood for any protests and said, 'Oh come on, you can't spend all day in bed.' 
'We only got in late,' Jess said defensively, though she knew it wasn't her reasoning for not wanting to get up. 
'I know, sorry baby,' Addison said guiltily as she perched on the end of the bed. 
'It's okay,' Jess said, immediately feeling her own guilt surge as she saw her mother's worried expression. After all, she knew if her mother had the choice she probably wouldn't have elected to come here either. She was just trying to appease Marci. That was the most frustrating thing. 
‘Still, that doesn’t mean the day is wasted,' Addison said, placing a hand on her daughter’s covered knee, ‘Mar and I are gonna go shopping if you wanna come? We're gonna go and get a tree.’
‘Is Tom going to be there?’ Jess said, unable to hide the disappointment from her voice.
‘He’s working,’ Addison said.
‘It’s Christmas,’ Jess retorted, her tone laced with judgment though she didn’t know why considering if he was available she probably wouldn’t want him to come anyway. 
‘And how many Christmases have I had to work before now, huh?’ 
‘Yeah, saving people's lives,’ Jess grumbled, earning a sigh from her mother.
‘Jess, come on,’ Addison said, watching as her daughter became overly interested in the bedspread. Addison knew that Marci moving away had been hard on her daughter, it had been hard on her too, but she understood why she'd done it, which was why she’d been agreeable to coming out to California in the first place. It wasn’t that she wanted to spend Christmas in a home that wasn’t her own or to have to beg to get the time off work, bartering to work the entirety of New Year's Weekend, but if it was the only way to have them together she’d do it. She just needed a little cooperation.
‘Look,’ Addison sighed, ‘I know you wanted Christmas like normal. I did too, but honey, we have to go with what we have and this is what we have, okay? Besides, it doesn’t matter where we are right as long as it’s us three?’
‘And Tom,’ Jess scowled.
‘Who is at work, remember?’ Addison retorted, raising an eyebrow and nudging her leg, hoping that her daughter’s mood would mellow even a little, ‘come on what do you say?’
Jess seemed to deliberate on the question for a moment before she shrugged and said, ‘I’m good.’
‘Jess,’ Addison sighed.
‘It’s not like it’s anything exciting anyway,’ Jess said, dropping her gaze back to the bedspread, ‘besides, it’ll give you and Mar a chance to catch up. You can tell all the things you don’t want me to know.’
‘I don’t keep secrets from you,’ Addison said, but Jess appeared not to be listening, favouring looking anywhere but her direction in the hopes that she’d leave her be. Addison watched her for a second, wondering whether to force the issue, but she knew there was no point. That no doubt she’d come around at her own pace. So, with a sigh, she got up and headed to the door, opting to leave her alone, though as she got there she paused, turning back to find Jess watching her.
‘How about when we get back we trim the tree?’ Addison said, hoping her fir-tree-shaped olive branch would be enough. 
‘Okay,’ Jess said, offering the first smile her mother had seen since she’d entered.
‘Would you mind getting the stuff out while we’re gone? Mar says it’s in the closet in the other room,’ Addison said.
‘Sure,’ Jess said, pushing herself until she was sitting up in bed.
‘Atta girl,’ Addison smiled, ‘see you later?’ 
‘Yeah, see you later,’ Jess agreed, watching as her mother turned to leave. Just before she could pull the door closed however Jess called her name, forcing her to pause and wait expectantly as Jess said, ‘can we make cookies?’
‘Sure baby,’ Addison smiled before she closed the door and disappeared. 
Once she was gone Jess relaxed back on the headboard, listening to her and Marci's movements until they finally disappeared, signalling she was alone. Yet as she sat there, listening to the now deafening silence, she couldn't help but feel guilty for being so ratty, though fortunately that guilt washed away rather quickly as her stomach rumbled loudly begging for the nourishment it had been needing since she'd awoken hours ago. So she peeled herself out from under the covers in search of food. 
She didn't pay much attention as she wandered down the hall towards the kitchen. It was only when she was standing by the kitchen counter, chomping down the trill-like oat shapes Marci called cereal, did she even take in her surroundings. It had been late when they’d gotten in last night, given that her mother had worked a full shift before they’d headed to the airport, which meant they’d only been given a rudimentary tour. She moseyed through the house, cereal bowl in hand, inspecting everything as she went. It was nice and large, in a way that made her own home feel like a shoebox, yet as she wandered past the floor-to-ceiling windows that looked over the vast expanse of the rolling California hills she didn’t feel impressed. If anything she felt the opposite. Like all the ornately picked wallpaper and designer furniture she was sure aimed to impress fell flat. There was no character to it. Marci was one of the most vibrant personalities she’d ever met and yet there was not an inch of her here. It made her sad.
In fact, the thing that was most noticeably ‘Marci’ was the closet in the guest room, which appeared to have been stuffed with everything the woman had ever owned. As she started to pull out the boxes she quickly realised that in true Marci fashion every item had been thrown haphazardly inside, which meant everything was mixed up. It didn’t take her long to find a few boxes of Christmas ornaments here and there, but convinced there must have been more she carried on looking, but eventually she started to get distracted. She was pouring over an old photo album, one she was sure had been sent to Marci from her mother during the downsizing of their house, skimming through the pictures of Marci and her family in houses and yards she didn’t recognise. However, as she got to some of the later pictures she did recognise a familiar face, one she had to take a second glance at just to be sure it wasn't herself she was seeing; her mother. The photos were nice to look at and though they were all from before she was even born, they did remind her of the mother and aunt she'd used to have. As she stared at one of the pictures she felt that guilt returning. To think that just a couple of years after it was taken they'd given up their entire lives to raise her, to give her countless amazing Christmases, only for her to sulk about missing just one made her feel rotten. 
As she got to the last page she sighed and closed the book, leaning over the box to pull out the next one. Except at the bottom of the box were no more photo albums but a stack of magazines. She pulled them out, spilling them onto the floor as she observed them. They were dated, the pages yellowed and frail, but all of them were about the same thing. Elvis Presley. 
Jess opened one, gently turning the pages as she skim-read them. Considering she’d never even heard her aunt mention him or play any of his records she would never have known she was a fan, but given the way ‘Mrs Marci Presley’ was scrawled in the margins of most of the magazines Jess gathered that at some point she must’ve been. She wasn’t surprised of course. Even now he was a big name though definitely not as popular as he once had been and having only seen a handful of his films she herself didn’t see the appeal. He was handsome, sure, but the mania of Marci’s scrawlings had yet to translate into her own youthful heart. About halfway through the second magazine Jess lost interest and moved to dump the stack back inside the box though as she did she noticed another photo album, smaller than the rest and nestled right at the bottom of the box itself as if hidden from view. Curiously she pulled it out, opening its leather cover to inspect what might be in this one. On the first page was a postcard of Elvis and figuring her teenage aunt had elected to make a scrapbook of him Jess rolled her eyes but as she turned the page she was taken by surprise. Because on the next page there was a picture of Elvis as expected except in this one her mother was standing next to him nestled into his side, his arm slung around her shoulders. 
Jess stared at it. At first she figured it must've been a chance encounter, such an avid fan as Marci it was to be expected, but as she flicked through the album finding more and more pictures of them together she realised it wasn’t. Marci wasn’t just a fan. She was a friend. As was her mother, and by the looks of things, she seemed more than just friendly with him.
She was stunned. She’d never really seen her mother like that. Even with the infrequent boyfriends she'd had she’d remained reserved, something Jess assumed was for her sake, so to see her young and quite obviously in love seemed strange. In fact, she couldn’t quite get over how odd it all felt, how looking at the pictures made a weird feeling swirl in her stomach. As she turned the page over the glue that had been diligently holding the picture in place seemed to give up, causing the Polaroid to flutter into her lap. Jess picked it up, finding that strange feeling to still be there, yet it worsened as she noticed the caption scribbled on the bottom.
Addie & Elvis, Christmas Day 1957. 
'57,’ Jess whispered to herself, as if she hadn't already done the mental math in her head the moment she clapped eyes on it. Her mind started to spin. Finding out her mother had dated the most famous man on the planet was one 2thing. Finding out she’d dated him nine months before she was born was another.
'Surely not,’ Jess thought, trying to convince herself of the lunacy of it all. After all, she didn’t know for sure her mother had dated Elvis. All this was just speculation.
‘But still,’ her mindcountered. If she had dated him why hadn’t she said anything? Why wasn’t this just a funny little story her mother told? Why had Marci never even mentioned being a fan? There had to be a reason, right? Something holding them back from being honest with her. As she stared at the photo she started to wonder. In fact, she was so lost in wondering she didn't hear her mother approaching until she was outside the door, barely giving her enough time to cram everything back inside the box before it swung open to reveal her. 
‘Hey sweetie,’ Addison said, leaning on the door handle.
‘Hey,’ Jess replied as casually as she could muster whilst trying to ignore the pounding of her heart inside her chest. 
‘We’re back,’ Addison said, ‘did you find those decorations?’ 
‘Uh yeah,’ Jess said, shifting the boxes of ornaments and tinsel she’d found until it was front and centre, ‘that’s all I got though.’
‘I thought so. Mar said the rest of it is in the attic,’ Addison said, rolling her eyes, ‘we can get it down and start putting it up.’
‘Okay,’ Jess said, ‘I’ll uh, be through in a minute. Just let me tidy this stuff away.’
‘If I know Mar that’ll be the tidiest that cupboard has ever been,’ Addison chuckled, ‘see you in a minute.’
‘Yeah, see ya,’ Jess said.
As Addison headed out of the room Jess waited patiently until she was sure she was far enough away she couldn’t double back. Then she scrambled to open the box again, plucking the photo album from its clutches before stuffing the rest of the contents back inside and obscuring the posters and magazines from view. She looked at it for a moment before tucking it under her arm. She had a million questions flying around her mind but as she heard her mother call her, ready to start their Christmas, she realised they would have to wait.
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‘Jess…Jess…Jessie!’ Marci said, snapping Jess from the daydream she had been in as she pushed past her and turned one of the dials on the stove down so the pot that was bubbling away stopped from spilling out of its confines. 
‘Sorry,’ Jess said meekly.
‘You know your mom only trusted me to do all of this provided I had your supervision,’ Marci giggled.
‘Sorry,’ Jess said again, dropping her gaze to the carrot she’d been in the middle of cutting before Marci had even tried to get her attention about the imminent spillage. 
‘It’s okay,’ Marci said, though as she watched Jess she realized her teasing hadn't landed the way she had intended, and so she said, ‘what’s got you so distracted?’ 
‘Nothing,’ Jess said quickly. 
‘You’re really gonna lie to me on Christmas?’ Marci asked, raising an eyebrow. Jess paused. There was something on her mind. There had been something on her mind since the minute she’d found those old photos, but she hadn't been able to bring herself to actually ask anyone about it. Whether that was because she was scared of what they might say if it was true or how she would feel if it wasn’t, she wasn’t sure.
So, instead of asking what she really wanted to, she navigated around it. After all, her questions about paternity weren’t the only thing bothering her this holiday season.
‘Do you miss it?’ Jess asked.
‘Miss what honey?’ Marci said. She was by the oven, peeping inside at the bird Jess was sure should’ve been a lot more cooked by now, but she looked back as Jess said, ‘Vegas…us.’
‘Of course I do!’ she replied, aghast at the insinuation she wouldn’t.
‘But you didn’t want to come home for Christmas,’ Jess reasoned, folding her arms across her as she rested back against the counter. 
‘Sweetheart,’ Marci sighed, ‘it’s not as easy as wanting to. Tom has work and he has family here, so…I said I'd stay.’
‘But you’d rather be in Vegas with us?’ Jess questioned. 
‘Don’t tell Tom but… yeah,’ Marci said, coming to stand beside her as she said, ‘I mean it’s been that way for the past fourteen years.’ 
‘What did you do before then?’ Jess asked casually, moving to continue to chop the carrots in order to keep her hands busy.
‘I spent it with my family,’ Marci said.
‘In Memphis?’ Jess asked, peeking at her. It wasn’t the direct question she longed to ask, but it was on the outskirts of where she wanted to be. She just hoped her aunt would take her there naturally. Unfortunately, judging from the way her aunt shifted awkwardly away from her in order to busy herself with something else it didn’t seem to be a direction Marci wanted to go in. But Jess couldn’t help herself, and so she pressed, ‘why did you stop?’ 
‘Huh?’ Marci said innocently.
‘Why did you stop going home for Christmas? I mean you’ve been home for visits…’
‘Well, I had you guys,’ Marci said. 
‘But we could’ve gone with you, right? I mean your parents know my mom, right?’ Jess said, her logic and reasoning coming quicker than her aunt seemed to be able to fend off as all she could reply was an airy, ‘well yeah.’
‘So why didn’t you go home? I mean didn’t they miss you?’ Jess said.
‘Oh Jessie, it’s just one of those things,’ Marci shrugged, though as she glanced at Jess and found her watching her expectantly she sighed, ‘if I’d gone home your mom wouldn’t have had anyone around at Christmas. And my parents, well, they have my brother and his wife and kids…they didn’t need me.’ 
‘Why didn’t she just go with you?’ Jess pressed again, though she was sure she knew why. 
Why her mother didn’t speak of her father. Why she refused to go to the city she’d grown up in. Why her aunt was looking at her with concern in her blue eyes as she said, ‘Memphis… Memphis means something different to your mom than it does to me. The idea of going back, well, it hurts her a lot more so… I made my choice.’
For a moment Jess couldn’t speak. Not only because she was trying to snake out any clues from what her aunt had said, but because she was reeling at how she had said it. How her happy-go-lucky aunt had spoken so softly and seriously about her mother. But soon enough the questions started swirling once more, yet before she could ask any of them her aunt cut her off.
‘Let’s stop talking about this. It’s Christmas,’ Marci said shakily, ‘happy stuff only.’
‘But-’
‘Jess leave it,’ Marci said, the seriousness in her tone making any questions she had fall flat. Marci hung on, waiting for Jess to press on, like her mother would, but instead, she paused, nodding gently to signal she’d let it go. However it didn’t stop the uneasiness her questioning had provoked to linger in Marci throughout the day.
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Jess was sitting on the floor, staring at the English homework she had been endeavouring to finish since she landed at her friend Elaine’s house. Elaine herself was scribbling away, working on her own assignment, but Jess couldn’t make her pen move because just down the hall Elaine’s mother was settling down in front of the TV ready to watch something Jess had been longing to watch.
Elvis – Aloha from Hawaii.
Ever since she had found those photos in Marci’s closet she had become obsessed with the man, longing to find out any scrap of information she could about him but given that her mother was always lurking nearby her opportunities to do so were limited. And even when she wasn't around Jess found that she was nervous to start looking just in case she got caught. It wasn't that she didn't want to know more it was more that she wanted to make sure she had enough evidence before her mom found her prying which is why she'd stuffed the photo album she’d taken from her aunts under her mattress and out of her mother's view. So when she’d seen the TV special listed in the TV guide she’d been beside herself with excitement because she knew that Elaine’s mother was a big fan and more than likely would be watching. And so armed with the excuse of catching up on the winter break homework she'd not yet started Jess had headed over to her friend's house. Except once inside she hadn't been able to work up the nerve to ask Elaine if they could go into the living room and watch.
‘Earth to Jess,’ she heard Elaine say, snapping her from the daydream she’d been in only to find her friend staring at her expectantly.
‘What?’ Jess asked.
‘I said have you answered question five,’ Elaine asked.
‘Uh no, not yet,’ Jess said, glancing at her mostly empty page as did Elaine.
‘Jeez, you’ve hardly written anything,’ Elaine said.
‘Yeah, uh, I guess I’m just out of it,’ Jess said.
‘Do you feel okay?’ Elaine asked, concern befalling her freckled face.
‘Actually, I feel a little thirsty,’ Jess said.
‘Oh, do you want a drink?’ Elaine asked.
‘If it’s no trouble,’ Jess replied.
‘Of course not,’ Elaine chuckled, pushing herself up from the floor, ‘c’mon. I might even treat you to some chips too.’
As she headed for the door Jess followed quickly behind, already able to hear the now familiar tones of Elvis Presley wafting down the hall. She tried to ignore it but as Elaine busied herself in the pantry, she couldn’t help but wander away, standing on the fringes of the living room as she peered in at the TV mesmerised.
Her time of knowing about him may have only been short but the feeling she got whenever she saw him made her think that the ideas she had been having might not be so ludicrous. When she saw those big blue eyes, her eyes, or watched him smile, her smile, it didn’t seem so crazy.
‘What are you doing?’ Elaine said as she came up behind her, two glasses and a bag of chips now in hand. Her mother turned too, looking over her shoulder at the girls from her easy chair, seemingly not having noticed Jess standing there until her daughter had appeared, no doubt mesmerised herself.
‘Sorry I heard the TV,’ Jess said.
‘Oh, yeah, my mom loves him,’ Elaine said, rolling her eyes.
‘And who wouldn’t,’ Elaine’s mom quipped.
‘It’s just some special,’ Elaine said, ‘c’mon.’
‘Actually, can we watch it,’ Jess said, ‘I don’t really feel much like studying.’
‘You wanna watch TV with my mom?’ Elaine asked sceptically.
‘I just think I need a brain break,’ Jess lied.
‘Well okay,’ Elaine said, handing her a glass before she took a seat on the couch with Jess following quickly after. She sat down, her eyes transfixed on the screen at every movement as she tried to commit every second of footage to memory.
She only looked up as commercials took over, as did Elaine whose eyes seemed to have glazed over the entire time, though her attention caught as her mother said, ‘Lainey do me a favour and get me a soda?’
Elaine grumbled but didn’t protest, instead choosing to linger by the doorway as she said, ‘you want another drink?’
‘Nah I’m good,’ Jess said meekly.
‘And a sandwich too,’ her mom called as she left the room. She watched her go, sparking up a cigarette, before her attention fell on Jess who shifted awkwardly under the scrutiny. 
'So what do you think?’ Elaine's mom asked.
‘It’s pretty cool,’ Jess said.
‘Well at least one of you thinks so,’ she said taking a drag of her cigarette before chuckling, ‘it’s not really Lainey’s thing I’m surprised she sat down to watch.’
‘It’s better than studying,’ Jess said, falling quiet for a moment though her mind was whirring with questions, ‘so have you always been a fan?’
‘Oh yeah, since his very first record,’ Elaine’s mom mused, ‘he was my favourite singer. Well, he still is.’
‘He sounds pretty good,’ Jess agreed.
‘Still sounds the same. Looks just as good too,’ Elaine’s mom mused, ‘with those gorgeous blue eyes of his-‘
‘Mom!’ Elaine protested as she entered the room, her cheeks aflame at her mother’s gushing. As she placed a soda and a sandwich into the older woman's hand she rolled her eyes electing to ignore her daughter, ‘what? Oh come on Lainey you used to like him too when you were little! Not that I can blame you he’s so handsome. Don’t you think Jess?’
‘Uh, yeah he’s pretty handsome,’ Jess said, suddenly feeling awkward and hoping that Elaine’s mother would lean into something more substantial.
‘Though of course I prefer his hair like it used to be. Damn near cried a river the day he shaved it off for the army,’ she said taking another drag of her cigarette.
‘He was in the army?’ Jess said, her awkwardness pushed away by intrigue as memories flashed in her brain like fireworks like they had been for the last week or so whenever her mother mentioned something that could be a clue to aid her in this mission. Army. She remembered that. She remembered wondering about him, her father, what he looked like, where he was only to be told that he was a charming and handsome man who’d been in the army and had left before he could ever find out about Jess.
‘Oh yeah,’ Elaine’s mom said, ‘damn near broke my heart.’
‘When was that?’ Jess pressed.
‘Oh, about fifteen years or so ago,’ she replied, ‘right when he was getting famous. It really hit his career hard, I mean, he’s been in films but it wasn’t the same. In fact us fans only really started seein' that old magic come back when he started performing in Vegas.’
‘He performs here?’ Jess asked agog.
‘Yeah,’ her mom replied, ‘at the international. Starting a run this week I believe.’
‘Wow,’ Jess said.
‘Yeah, and you can go and see him for the hundredth time, right Mom?’ Elaine said before turning to her friend and saying, ‘can we go back to my room yet?’
The commercials had ended now meaning that he was back on the screen just as hypnotising as before and yet Jess didn’t feel as glued to the screen as she had been before because now she had more hope than she’d ever had. Her father may have been unreachable before, shipped off to the army, but now she knew exactly where to find him.
She just needed a ticket.
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weirdcat1213 · 10 months
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Its time for the weekly horrors- I mean Trimax vol 3 >:3
The Thoughts:
chap 1:
-AH EVERYTHING IS FALLING
-bro you are about to get into a fight can you stop thinking about your bf for 5 minutes
-fr tho, vash's words making him hesitate/angry is so dcfgjhbkml
-why everyone wants my babygirl dead :c
-now now, comparing someone with their brother isnt a nice thing to do
-oh so now we're not even making an allegory, he actually called him jeesus
-also "your soul is forced to endure the sorrow by the hundreds, suffering by the thousands, and the rage by the hundreds of thousands" im gonna throw up cuz of how that GOOD and PAINFUL that shit is
-the polar opposite of being a human huh...i mean besides something i said weeks ago about how he's further away from humanity more than he would like that point is interesting cuz most of the time we call him someone who is more human than any other person. he carries more pain than any human could endure and definitely has more patience than anyone will ever have but...hm...i want to come back to this
-ww pls dont make me cry today pls honey
-oh im gonna cry
-"your ideals will join you in the grave" i fucking hate thats the reason why we all try to be better people, thanks to that fucking wet cat of a man i cannot deal actually
-MILLIE :D
chap 2:
-i dont have much to say about battles but let it be on the record that I'm enjoying ww's eyes sm
-oh page 38 is cool as hell
-OH SHIT IS THAT HIS FUCKING SPINE????
chap 3:
-ww stop having pretty eyes youre distracting
-meanwhile :3
-ah geesus the body horror (so good but creepy)
-EYES :D
-so many fucking details. nightow got down even the smallest scribbles, as 98 vash would say
-oh right that....thats still upsetting
-i fucking swear people need to leave my son alone
-also fucking hate that he had to SHOOT A BABY even if it was fake
-I FUCKING HATE THIS ACTUALLY
-i can feel his fucking mind breaking i cant do this
chap 4:
-"i cant do this" yet here i am lmao
-i think if vash held me like hes holding that girl a lot of my problems would be resolved ngl
-characters reciting names always get to me :c
-also HA EAT THE PTSD ASSHOLE
-"why are there so many" brad you may want to sit down for this one
-..................i deadass thought "oh the doctor is here" IVE READ THIS BEFORE AND I FELL FOR IT AGAIN
-vash with his hair down :3
-nah hes not gonna kill you BUT HE FUCKING SHOULD
-oh i will kill so many people (vash is bleeding)
-hm. this reminds me of something in houseki no kuni (i wont spoil but maybe ichikawa had trigun as inspo which would be cool af)
chap 5:
-oh im yeeting myself (ww thinks about the children) -ww gives in his anger and fear when punching those weirdass faces but I'm gonna say this once: that doesn't make him weaker or worst. i haven't seen anyone think that of ww, i just feel that when he compares himself to vash he feels that way and i cant stand it :)
-vash i fucking swear-
-oh god the fingers...the fucking fingers...
-oh you are NOT talking to my vash about pain and agony
-OH WAIT I FINALLY UNDERSTOOD THAT PANEL OH GOD NO I HATE REREADS WTF
-XD my girls
no wait i need to get back to that. i thought that was emilio's dad not fucking vash himself oh my god I'm sick so sick actually wtfffffffffffff
chap 6:
-is this the chapter with the gays eyes cuz I'm not ready for that-
-oh fuck you nightow. fuck you for putting knives in the title page and the title being "families"
-i want to punch so many things but I'm at work. fuck
-also i forgot about this stampede parallel GOD WHEN DOES MY SUFFERING END
-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO THE GAY EYESSSSSSS
-yeah i agree this is literally the moment. like fuck. fuck actually. fuck what else is there to say.
-fuck
-like hes so fucking terrified that he was afraid for him, what his journey is causing ww, but even if he wanted ww to stay away and safe he knows ww would say fuck off, but also vash would not be able to take it
-THERES SO MUCH FEAR AND LOVE IN THOSE EYES IM GONNA BITE MY HAND
-OH I CANT ACTUALLY WHY DOES THIS HURT SO MUCH WTF
-im so fucking upset cuz the last 3 chapters were basically fights. they were full of energy and shit but now that is over and they are in a rare moment of peace, and everything fucking hits.
-im gonna go outside and step into oncoming traffic
-YES LUIDA MY QUEEN SHUT HIM UP
-WOLFWOOD :D pls never leave me
-i....*implodes*
-i am nothing. i just remembered that.
-OH CMONNNNNN
chap 7
-maybe i dont want to read trimax anymore. maybe a little person like me isn't strong enough for a 2nd round of the pain. with that in mind, lets keep reading :D
-WHERES THE NIGHTOW PUNCHING BAG WHEN YOU NEED IT
-wolfwood what he is it doesnt matter i swear pls cant you just love him?
-:c
-i dont like vash being emotionally attached to stuff cuz that means i have to yell HES LIKE ME FR FR
-oh that....that beautiful panel...amazing
-i think my mind blocked this out because of the previous sad things that happened, so now my brain is allowing me to process more sad things :3
-"i still have so much i must do" and i see i still have many tears to cry out huh?
-ofc wolfwood would ask about redemption
-cant my man show an important part of his past and show vulnerability in front of his friends in peace? damn
-im gonna start bitting my glasses
-GAY MOMENT PART 2 INCOMING
-luida pls i want to stop crying
-oh wolfwood honey....you just fell so hard for my man didnt ya
-i just realized the chapter is called "life as a" and I THINK the idea is to complete it with "life as a 'vash the stampede'" cuz he's not human
OK GREAT NOW I CAN RUN TO THE WASHROOM AND FUCKING CRY :D
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haejjoon · 1 year
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Do you have any headcanons w ex machina in regards to how the whole chase-and-tease thing between akira and akechi are gonna go w the parallel of phantom thief lwader versus detective (one scene from the og game would be the "welcome home honey" scene)
sorry anon i am working thru these one at a time 😭😭 been off tumblr for a good bit.
headcanons, headcanons.... honestly i'm surprised its taken this long for someone to ask regarding my plans for them since it IS tagged akeshu, but it's also a very slow burn so i suppose there's that HDKSJH
i think that the chase-and-tease is very prevalent (and integral to akeshu's dynamic) so i'm very excited to explore their typical roles swapped!! as of right now they're caught up in a literal chase—akechi avoids akira like the plague, and akira hunts him down for sport LOL (not on purpose though. it really has been a series of fateful coincidences; thanks a lot, yaldy)
i think what i'll have most fun with is exploring the "tease" part. both of them know much more than the other is letting on, and part of the enjoyment is watching them snipe at each other while keeping their defenses so high. while in-canon we don't get to see it as in depth as we could (since we're only shown the ""twist"" at the time akiren's plan's already come to fruition) i'll definitely have a lot of fun picking that apart in swap.
in terms of specific scenes, though. "welcome home honey" will probably stay; i can see akira saying it to akechi with a shit eating grin on his face. i already drew out small comics for their billiards games, but to recap: akira intentionally throws the games, and akechi refuses to use his left hand. only when akira shows his true strength will akechi respect his opponent and show off his true hand.
akira also just hangs out at leblanc a lot. despite living and working there part time, akechi is shit at coffee and curry (loses his patience often and just doesn't have the Barista's Touch) and so akira likes to hang around and show him up, makes coffee beautifully. sojiro asks akira if he'd live out in the attic instead. akechi pretends not to care that akira's better at him at this (god he so does.)
other than coffee/curry though, akechi beats akira at pretty much everything he challenges him to, though a lot of it's attributed to akira never really rising to the challenge. akechi puts his all into beating him and akira puts up a decent fight, but ultimately loses, again and again, because as fucked up as it sounds he knows that serving akechi's ego is what'll keep akira around. but over time, akira holds back less and becomes more and more invested into their little competitions—chess, darts, billiards, arcade games, batting, debates—and realizes that oh, oh, he likes this. he likes that akechi forces him to fight. it's fun, and it's dangerous, and he's in way too fucking deep by the time november rolls around because as much as he wants to fight against akechi fair and square, how is he supposed to oppose the whims of the masters of the game? he's just the pawn who pulls the trigger, and he prays for dear life that his standard bad luck (curse affinity) will fuck with the gamemasters for good. he's a trickster no matter what universe he's plopped in, huh.
anyway thank you so much for the ask anon <333 and im so sorry i'm only getting to you now!!
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quodekash · 1 year
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its 7 in the morning, i have a little time, lets roll (the commentary for just this one episode is gonna be a mess lmao)
FLASHBACK TIMEEE
little baby gun wearing glasses- hes so tinyyyy
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I LOVE HERRRR
THE SONGGGGG
oh my gosh its not city its a silly song about a bullfrog i love this
aw mannnn he was jokinggggg
i love how theyre speeding up some bits, but other parts theyre adding more detail because it works better for the characters
CITYYYYYY
"im sorry, bro" I LOVE HIS ENGLISH WORDS
I NEED TO KNOW MORE ABOUT THIS UNIVERSE POR, WHY IS HE NOT FLUENT IN THAI
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CAPTAIN PORRRR
and so the captaincy begins
good luck por
IMAGINARY TINN IMAGINARY TINN IMAGINARY TINN
IMAGINARY GUN SCENES ARE MY FAVOURITES
IMAGINARY GUNNNNNNN
i love forth so much hes such a good actor i love him i love him
tinn's little chants and then the ear blows like its some kind of magic spell RHJBGH
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WAIT A SEC IT JUST OCCURRED TO ME
SOUNDWIN HAVE SWITCHED
DOES THAT MEAN SOUND IS THE ONE TO CONSTANTLY FALL ASLEEP IN CLASS??
pls let that be the case
i could have so many thoughts and headcanons if that's the case
GIJREKDBG I LOVE THAT BOTH SOUND AND WIN ARE HERE FOR THE EXAM PASSING STUFF
YO WITH THE DISBANDING NONSENSE
also win's expressions and mannerisms and stuff are gonna be excellent for an in depth analysis of sound later
i know ive done a million in depth analyses of sound
but you can never have too many
"i feel at ease now" "i somehow feel like we're getting a full score" i love this so much, i love them so much
CHINZHILLAAAAA
"will he have time for us?" "OF COURSE" this is so funny and amazing and perfect and all the good words
cos theyre literally in the same room. why wouldnt he hear them? and they needed to progress the plot. and gun would do that, whereas tinn wouldnt actually say anything.
I JUST LOVE IT SO MUCH
"dont doubt nosy guys like us" lmao theyre not even trying to think about a cover story, just 'hey, you know we're nosy.'
I LOVE THAT SOUND IS SPEAKING UP MORE OFTEN BC HE'S THE WIN IN THIS SCENARIO HFBGHRB
I LOVE HIM SO MUCH
COMFORT CHARACTER GO BRRRR
okay ive finished 2/4 and now i need to go again
IM BACK! to you guys that was no time at all, for me that was 12 painful hours
my friend went further ahead than me and sent me a few clips and hOLY HELL i have felt like im missing out ALL DAY
BUT WE'RE HERE NOW
EWVOUSDLV
THE HEART GRAPH SCENE BUT REVERSED GRBGHDB THEY MAKE ME SO HAPPY
ITS LIKE EXACTLY THE SAME
BUT ITS DIFFERENT BECAUSE THEYRE DIFFERENT PEOPLE
GIUEJSBD I LOVE IT
"i didnt mean to kiss you" PFFFFT GBRSDHXGB I LOVE THIS
GHREBDFG ALL OF THE FRIENDS SITTING AT THE TABLE
1. I LOVE ALL THEIR GROUP DYNAMICS SO MUCH
2. THE WAY THEYRE ALL WHINING AND COMPLAINING AND TALKING OVER EACH OTHER LIKE LITTLE KIDS GBFDGHBH
"I DONT HAVE ANY!" you dont have any.
like. what.
you have. no food?
h- how-
"if youre hungry, go eat somewhere else" damn bro
i do like that gun has kept his temper tho
theyre the same people as the originals, just in different situations and with different contributing factors and i could think about this for so long i love this so much holy hell
"why did you invite them" "my friends are stupid" i mean, is he wrong?
THE PARALLEL OF TINN/GUN YELLING AT GUN/TINN AND POR/TIW TAKING THEM AWAY FROM THE GROUP AND SAYING "thats your baby" GEHRSBGD
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HIS EYES GOT SO SUDDENLY WIDE WHAT THE HELL
I NEARLY FELL OFF MY BED
TIW IS SO SILLY IN THIS UNIVERSE
I LOVE IT SO MUCH
I LOVE SILLY TIW
omg all of them chanting 'hot pot'- its like little children begging for mcdonalds
poor gun and por have to deal with these children
i love them
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GUYS WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING SO EVILLY
YOU FORGET, THE PEOPLE BEHIND YOU ARE IDIOTS
THEYRE GONNA THINK YOURE PLOTTING THEIR MURDER OR SOMETHING
either that or they just. wont notice the very loud evil laughter coming from the corner.
both options are equally plausible.
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oh they got louder
i think they noticed
OHHHH, THIS IS WHERE THE MOTORBIKE SCENE IS FROMMMMM
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SOUNDS MOTORBIKE- COS SOUND WOULD HAVE THE MOTORBIKE IN THIS VERSION, NOT WIN
GRJBDGJEBRD
my brain is playing the freaking soundwin motorbike scene but with the roles reversed and im-
HEARTLIMING NOW IM THINKING OF HEARTLIMING
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SOUNDWINDIDITFIRST
theyre really just copying from soundwin even in different universes, damn
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why does sound have little boots on his keychain
gotta love the (not at all) subtle advertisement
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SOUNDWINDIDITFIRSTSOUNDWINDIDITFIRSTSOUNDWINDIDITFIRST
ITS LIKE SHOT-FOR-SHOT THE EXACT SAME SCENE
THEYRE NOT EVEN TRYING TO BE ORIGINAL ANYMORE, THEY KNOW SOUNDWIN IS BETTER
no hate to tinngun, i love them
but also. soundwin.
SOUNDWIN STUDY SCENE YESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYES MY FRIEND TOLD ME ABOUT THIS
this is gonna be entirely keysmashes
holy hell
the question is: am i gonna survive this
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THE WAY WIN IS LOOKING AT SOUND
BOY YOURE WHIPPED AS FU-
"sounds studying mode. how cute!" HEEEEELLLPPP
and yes, i am aware, this scene is tinngun did it first. and yes. its also basically frame for frame. but soundwin did it first in most cases so i stand by this
GU4OEBSDJL
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DUDE THATS A LONG FREAKING TIME
HOW DO YOU SIT FOR THAT LONG
holy hell i cant wait for my sound adhd hcs to finally be justified
sorry i have to keep pausing it so that i can just. take a sec. and process what's just happened.
and also to get out the million streams of thoughts that pop into my head
so yeah
THESE EPISODES ARE GONNA BE GREAT FOR AGGRESSIVELY ANALYSING ALL OF MY BOYS GERDJHGBF I LOVE THIS SO MUCH
FREAKING.👏 MOOD.👏
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THEHANDSTHEHANDSTHEHANDSTHEHANDSTHEHANDSTHEHANDS
I NEED HELP
WIN'S LITTLE SMILE- IM DYING MY HEART IS EXPLODING MY SOUL IS IN THE ROOF HELP
SATANGS VOICE IS SO CUTE WHEN HE GOES NA NA NA NA NAAA
I LOVE HIM
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guess who just squeak-squealed
me
they freaking played the freaking no one else like me track
and i know they play it over every important soundwin moment
but its like
directed at sound
rather than from sound
like. as if the song is coming from win's brain and not sounds.
like. as if. as if win sings the song in this universe.
SERIOUSLY I NEED IT SO MCUH
I KNOW IT HAPPENED IN MY SCHOOL PRESIDENT LIVE ON STAGE
BUT IT NEVER HAPPENED IN THE ACTUAL SERIES
AND IF IT HAPPENS HERE THEN THERE'S A CHANCE THAT ITLL BE ON SPOTIFY
PLEASE I NEED IT
DESPERATELY
GIMME
i think ive ascended into another plane of existence
i cannot- how do you- how does function
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TIWPOR
GJERBSG
desperately hoping for more than crumbs, that they actually commit to the tiwpor in this version
(which i know they do because of the clips my friend sent me and im so excited to experience this firsthand)
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omg
this part
my friend sent me this part
i think im going to explode
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GOUERJHDGOIJBERNO;FDGLJKNV4OERIJDFBGNOI4ELRJDNGIO34HEIRDGOIH34ERDIOGHK34ERPOIDLKGN34EIORDGNV3EIO4RDJNGO3IE4RHNDGOI4EHRINDNG9OIH3N4ERO8DIGH340IEORHG0IO34BERDOB
PLEASE
IT DOESNT FEEL REAL
HELP
HE SAID IT
HE SAID THE THING
AND TIW'S SWEET LITTLE INNOCENT FACE- WHAT THE HELLLLLL
I AM DYINGGGGG
tiwpor exist
they actually exist
"i like it" "you like me?" EGIRBJKS
COS TIW, BEING TIW AND NOT POR, IS NOT SUPER OBLIVIOUS AND INNOCENT
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
"ill teach you later." "promise me, okay?" BRO THEYRE PLANNING A DATE. THATS WHAT THIS IS. THIS IS A DATE. WHAT THE HELL.
THE PINKIES
AND COME CLOSER PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND
JUST STAB ME IN THE HEART ALREADY
I LOVE THEM SO MUCH
AND THEY JUST. STAND THERE LIKE THAT.
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even the camera angle is exactly the same as the original. i swear they just filmed this on the same day. surely. its so similar.
also random thought: WHERE THE HELL IS MY BOY JORN
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PUT YOUR HEAD ON HIS HANDS
PLEASE PUT YOUR HEAD ON HIS HANDS
por speaking english >>>>>>
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lets. lets not get into that territory.
we dont need daddy kinks, thank you very much.
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i cant explain it but i love the way theyre standing
win with his arms crossed
sound with hands on hips
its very Dads of them
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mood
HUGS ALL ROUND
TINNGUN HUG
TIWPOR HUG
SOUNDWIN HUG
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THE FREAKING ARM OVER THE SHOULDER
THE FREAKING GRIN
THE WAY WIN IS LOOKING AT SOUND
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THE FREAKING LINGERING HAND AT HIS HIP???? HEEEEEELLLPPPP
"pat, should we hug too" lmao yopat felt left out
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POR SPEAKING ENGLISH >>>>>>>>>
ITS ALWAYS SO JARRING BUT I LOVE IS SO MUCH
TINNGUN SLEEPOVERRRRRRRRRR
OH COS SOUND IS SNORING
THEYRE ALL SLEEPING OVER AT GUN'S PLACE
WAIT YOU NEED TO GIVE ME MORE DETAIL
WHO IS SLEEPING IN A ROOM TOGETHER
HOW MANY ROOMS ARE THERE
all we know is gun and por shared a room, and tinn and sound shared a room. where are the rest of them? was win perhaps also in the same room as sound and tinn? now that tinn is gone, what does this mean for soundwin? PLEASE
"tinn, have you fallen asleep?" dude. you lied down like. ten seconds ago. hes not gonna be asleep yet.
the dancinggggg i love themmmmm
gay panic gun is my favourite
i love him
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BRO GUN IS BOLD
WHY MUST TINN FALL ASLEEP
gun burying his face in his pillow and squealing and kicking his feet- that has been me this whole episode. I LOVE PORGUN'S FRIENDSHIP MORE THAN ANYTHING
BROOOOOOOOOO
WIN ASKING TO CHANGE PARTNERS, BROOO
HE'S JUST GOING THROUGH THE EXACT SAME THING THAT GUN'S GOING THROUGH
HES GAY AND HIS HEART CANT TAKE IT
AND NEITHER CAN MINE
DANCE WITH YOUR BOYFRIEND, WIN
guys.
guys.
why are you switching partners.
dont do that.
you havent practiced with each other.
I NEED SOUDNWIN
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also: TIWPORTIWPORTIWPORTIWPOR
COME CLOSERRRRR I LOVE THIS SONG
its slightly different somehow
i like it
its so awkward with the partners tho
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YES I AM IMMEDIATELY TEARING UP
GUYS THEYRE DOING THE MSP LIVE ON STAGE CHOREO
TIWPOR ARE GONNA DANCE TOGETHER
SOUNDWIN ARE GONNA DANCE TOGETHER
IM GONNA DIE
HELP
THE CHOREOGRAPHY IS SO PRETTYYYYYYYYY
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literally just had to shut my laptop for a sec there
holy hell
they mean too much to me
how do i process this
theyre dancing together
soundwin are dancing together
THIS
FREAKING
CHOREOGRAPHY
the yopat is confusing me but im digging it
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THE WAY THEYRE GAZING INTO EACH OTHERS EYES, LIKE THERES NOTHING BUT THEM TWO, JUST THEM, FOR ETERNITY, DANCING TOGETHER, THEIR WHOLE WORLD IS NOTHING BUT HIS EYES AND HIS HANDS AND THEIR FEET AS THEY DANCE AROUND THE ROOM, ENTRANCED BY EACH OTHER
guys this freaking choreography. guys. look at the choreography. whoever the choreographer is. i lvoe them so much. this is amazing.
i need to play this clip on repeat for the rest of eternity
TIWTIWTIWTIWTIWTIWTIWTIWTIWTIWTIWTIW
DANG IT I RAN OUT OF IMAGES HANG ON
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hazard-and-friends · 7 months
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Week 3
Socialization
Big week for babies!
Went to a friend's house and met her two doodles (separately), one of whom is very big and the other is VERY enthusiastic so good exposure on both fronts, had enormous zoomies through the backyard, climbed on top of an overturned kiddie pool, jumped into some bushes, met a woman of color (yay! god so many of my friends are white), also rode in the car again alone
Had someone come INTO the apartment after knocking and setting Hazard off, so learning that a) Hazard can freak out and actually it's cool and b) just because someone comes in does not mean they will IMMEDIATELY say hi to puppies, they will instead stand around and talk to me first. (Person is on Hazard's approved list so he settled quickly.)
Went to a park with Hazard and did a parallel walk with a different friend and her small mixed breed, learned a) not every dog who expresses interest in her is going to Eat Her and b) she does not get to meet every dog she wants to meet. also met the friend (her dog now back in car). ALSO there were scads of children at the playground so watched small humans move weirdly and was ok with it. ALSO ALSO one of them had a soccer ball and THAT was super cool so we worked some on Not Chasing Other People's Balls and we're gonna take a treibball class when she's old enough. also she wanted to chase crows. please don't baby they'll put out a hit on us.
Yesterday met a child in a unicorn costume which was SUPER scary and then SUPER fun when she realized Oh!!!! It's Just A Child!!!!!
Went to a park today, saw some people, saw some dogs, flounced around in the grasses, generally had a fabulous time.
Also met my brother, who's 6'2, in the apartment today, see above for the meeting procedure but loved him, super wiggly and willing to be held
In-home skills
We now have a crate cue, which is happening sometimes (mostly when I know she's going to be happy about going in) and she THROWS herself into her crate at bedtime which is very nice.
We had 48 consecutive hours without an accident!!!
Latest (and most functional) setup is that she now has a crate in the living room and is in there any time we cannot be supervising, which is a lot of the time but also she's largely either sleeping or chewing on something in there. Meals are in her x-pen and she gets regular zoomies & training time in the rest of the apartment. This is helping considerably with both potty training and my stress levels.
We need to work on Leaving Socks Alone tho...
Reinforcement skills
Current marker cues are click/"yes" (treat from hand or dropped straight down), "geddit" (tossed toy), "take it" (tug toy in hand), "find it" (multiple tossed treats). We also learned about lickimats this week.
Cues
Sit: increasingly good at it on verbal only, and increasingly good at holding it until release ("okay")
Down: haven't worked on this
Touch: did some refreshing, especially at doing it outside
Leave it: coming along nicely, starting to add it to real life (Hazard's leash). Need to work more on duration and not trying for the thing in the first place.
Drop it: Will 95% of the time spit the thing out bc treats!!! 0 issues with possession so far
Park it: Some progress here. Everyone needs reminding that you go to your OWN bed and not a random bed
Come: baby recalls only when I'm also calling Hazard
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eshtaresht · 1 year
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GUYS GUYS I CAN'T KSODKLSOSL!!!1!!1LKDKJ;;S !!!l1JK!::kKD;P SOSKSLSPSODS A;SDOKDLAD I CAN'T EVEN FORM WORDS
spoilers for ep 12 (and a bit for trigun in general) and my overexited ramblings under the cut
you know an episode will be good when where's no opening
so, the twins are meant to be characterized straightforward in every anime adaptation, ig. it's not bad, but the manga twists their personalities 180° and it adds SO MUCH nuance (I'll talk about this at length some day)
tbh I had to pause for laughter when knives was YEETED outta the gate (I have sense of humor of a five year old)
everybody already said everything, but still. OG HAIR COMEBACK OMG AHRAHAAKFJDlahjddjha!!!!!!!! ;!!! ;! and not only hair, but the whole characterization this episode was much closer to trimax vash, and not just sadboy depressive bbg
MERYL/REM PARALLELS LETS GOOOO!!! like, I guessed this would happen, but the visuals, the tension and pure GRATITUDE in vash's voice when he was able to break free from his mental prison... we're eating good
speaking of eating, I CAN'T get over that moment when vash deadass BIT KNIVES. that's peak sibling behavior, he's literally fighting tooth and nail over there
also mashwood is so real tonight!! love love love meryl&nico interactions in stampede, they barely spoke to each other in other versions! and the look of relief on vash's face when he sees nico skedaddling away with meryl!!! he's so glad that they're gonna be okay and that nico made the right choice and came back to help, if briefly. interstingly, he was able to remember everyone, but after the explosion at the end he still lost his memory.
and THE WINGS, DUDE!!!! it gives the finale of trimax, when they both had only one wing left..... still missing feathers, but I love the diversity with knives's, eh... knives, and vash's energy/void or whatever that is, I support it
he's so pathetic even when he looks cool, homeboy had NO control when he used his wing for the first time... cudos for learning new powers on the spot tho
ow ow ow that scene with the military hurt... and he couldn't even save them!
"why are you like that, vash?" "I'm vash the stampede" "IT'S BEEN OVER A CENTURY AND THIS IS THE BEST YOU COULD CAME UP WITH" same here, knives, he's hopeless. I anticipated that moment, but it probably hits even hard for stampede onlys
angel arm!!! tho it's not that angelic now... how are we gonna call it? I take suggestions. rip arm and coat, I feel like we'll actually get a more trimax leaning design next season!
to all the ppl (myself included) who wanted to see vash cry properly... are you happy? ARE YOU FUCKING HAPPY??? after the last episode, after all the mental torture knives put him through, vash still doesn't want to hurt him and, just like knives, can't handle the distance between them.......... I am inconsolable. and as much as knives wanted to break vash, it hurts him so much to see those tears irl....... but he just can't stop, because they're both SO FUCKING STUBBORN and it already took to much to get there and he just can't. stop. now.
"nai is dead, you killed him" first of all, *sounds of screaming crying throwing up*. second of all, his name is million knives, vash, stop deadnaming your brother/j
the death scene itself.... oh it's soo good and yummy. I know this mf isn't fully dead and conrad will fix him, but still. he can have a second death of self as a treat
btw, gotta adress my earlier theory about "happy birthday" being metaphorical. no, it is in fact July 21st, and tristamp lasted about two months in universe. still pretty hard for me to believe, it felt five times shorter due to the pacing. but it is what it is: I'm esht and I was wrong, I'm singing the esht wrong song
and just as I thought this would be the end of it, WE GOT A FLASH FORWARD THAT HAD BASICALLY EVERYTHING WE WERE HOPING FOR AND MORE
RAISED BOUNTY! MERYL GIRLBOSSIFICATION!! a hint at insurance society (tho that was more of a threat and she's still a journalist). MILLY CONFIRMATION!!! ERIKS' LACK OF ARM AND AMNESIA!!!! EARTH FLEET AND CHRONICA!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!
IT'S GONNA BE GOOD SEASON 2 IS GONNA BE EVEN BETTER I CAN FEEL IT IN MY BONE MARROW
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gayspock · 11 months
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ok im lbing this bc we're not gonna get more for a long time
ok initial thoughts: zombies by the cranberries sent me a little loopy. im sorry. its a heartbreaking song, its a heartbreaking scene. but playing those both together is the funniest fucking thing you could do ever. heavens
second thoughts: i know there was a lotof, like, backlash abt the last ep regarding the present day girlies "giving in to lottie so easily" so its funny to see them ppl owned so early. LOL. although this cant end well and i have already been spoiled and i will say i saw that coming sort of but thought "no they wouldnt do that... tht sucks" but anyways
THIRD thoughts and last time im gonna open a thought with that: literally i said all that, but i know last week ppl also complaine saying they didnt "explain the game well enough" which i thought was stupid bc if they sat there and did thatd be clunky and dumb and ruin the horror of it so now misty is just exposition dumping to lottie im like for gods sake. and in some ways i do kinda get what theyre trying to do with it (misty would be frank about it and clear and etc) but i still think its just a bit alrighhttt alrighttt to watch
this is making me feel sick...
SHAUNA BEING THE DESIGNATED BUTCHER TOO... heavens and a bit.
TH
NOT THE DESIGNATED T...
this is so fucking crazy
HER COVERING HER EYES. I AM SICK. YOU KNOW WHEN THE WET, BIG BROWN PUPPY DOG EYES ARE GONE THE WORLD IS DARK AND CRUEL
ok but seeing trav crying over havi like that . meanwhile shauna was fucking sobbing with jackies corpse holding it for months. everything in the world mental
UGHHH FUCKING WALTERRRRR
SORRY IVE MADE MY FEELINGS CLEAR. I DO NOT LIKE HIS FUNCTION AS A CHARACTER. I THINK MISTY'S ARC WOULD BE SO MUCH FUCKING STRONGER WITHOUT HIM. GET MORE CREATIVE. YOU DONT NEED HIM . and its like hes not bad hes fine but its so annoying that they give him more FUCKING ATTENTION THAN FUCKING NAT AT THIS POINT
plus her dynamic with nat is so much better
i love adult shauna scheming. always gets them into a bit of a pickle. classic!
COACH BEN COMING BACK TO STIUATIONS IS FUCKING UNFATHOMABLY F- NATALIE WHAT HAPPENED
I FIGURED OUT WHERE HAVI WAS HIDING
DOES ANYONE HEAR HIM
YOURE N
I FEEL SICK
his little gorgeous babygirl tear.
coach ben your gay ass needs to move fast before the second most homophobic fast food chain after chick fil a opens up in the canadian wilderness with a limited menu of #1 fucking d
FUCK OFF ELIJAH WOODFUCK OFF KEVYN THIS IS SICK. UGHHHH YOU GUYS ARE THE WORST.
UGH
THIS WHOLE CONVO IS SO BORING IM ASLEEP WORST GUYS IN THE WORLD FUCK OFF THERES NO WAY WE'RE WASTING TIME ON THESE GUYS WHEN THERE'S LITERAL GIRLS EATING GIRLS
"A COVEN OF THEM ALL UP TO NO GOOD" OK that kinda ruled
JEFF WIN JEFF WIN JEFF WIN HIS BIGGG JEFFING COCK FUCKING RULES . NO JEFFING ABOUT.
YOU KILLED HIM?
OKAY jeff is raising the bar here im happy with jeff and walter jeffing and waltering and jaltering and weffing
is weffing something sexual it sounds sexual i hope to god not
shauna is so mother making a meal for the family 😊
THE WOBBLY HEART . MY GOD. DONT- DONT GIVE IT TO TRAVIS. DONT FUCKING LOOK AT HIM WITH THE WOBBLY HEART. COME ON BRO.
hes
um
raw.....
this is a little um
god the crazy parallels of lottie in the past fucking ruined over the ritual and lottie of the present being the most caught up in it. hellaur
IF YOU MAKE CALLIE DEAL WITH THAT ROTTEN COP I'LL KILL US ALL
SHAUNA DRAWING THE CARD?
"IT WAS JUST US!" "is there a difference?" EXACTLY. SAY THAT AT THE FUCKING C- SORRY BUT THEIR SLOW ASS RUNNING MADE ME LOSE IT
TH
THE TRUNK OF THE FUCKING CAR HELP THATS SO FUNNYYYY KEVYNNNNNN
CALLIE WITH A GUN
HI... OK. BUT THE ... OK IS ANYONE GOING CRAZY RIGHT NOW
i mean other than the girlies in animal masks in th e woods
lottie: everybo-
SHUT UP ITS CRAZY EVERY TIME THEY CUT FROM A FUTURE SCENE TO A PAST SCENE I GO STUPID IN THE HEAD
lottie: can you fucking kill me
lottie: can you fucking kill me and can i also elect the next girl president
ANTLER QUEEN?
NATALIE?
YOU MAKE ME SICK
YOU MAKE ME SICK THERES NOWAYYYYYYY
NATALIE NO MY SEET SWEETBABYGIRL
HEY
HI
AND HELLO
LISA....
LISA. NO. SURELY NOT.
OH MY GOD
NATALIE YOU ARE SO....
the nattielot stocks are literall crazy the nattielot stocks are literally in turmoil its like a rollercoaster its literally a thrillride they blow your brain right out up and down and round and round til your FUCKING BRAIN COMES OUT YOUR NOSE AS DINNER SURPRISE
travis......................
my god natalie atalie no NA QUEEN CA RD QU
NM
M
M
M
M
M
HI AND HELLO AND HI
SORRY . THATS TISTE DTHIS IS TWISTED THIS IS THE WORST FUCKING THING EVER IM ABSOLUTELY FURIOUS EVERYBODY VETTER FUCKING KILL
STOP PLAYING RADIOHEAD AND SLOWMOING HER FUCKING DEATH IS THERE NO FUCKING DIGNIT
NO THIS IS
YOU ALL.... ARE THE WORST.....
I HATE MY STUPID FUCKING EXISTENCE
ITS NOT EVIL ITS JUST HU
THE NATLOTTIE STOCKS JUST BURST
I FEEL ILL I HATE MY ST- NOT THE DRUG OVERDOSE. COME ON . I JSUT WANT TO FUCKING CRY THIS ALL FUCKING SUCCKS.
walter: um...... >_<
you guys fucking suck sending her there i know i know theres so few options but fu- VAN. PUT THOSE BIG WET EYES AWAY. PUT THAT AWE-INDUCED WET SMILE AWAY. COME ON GIRL. PULL IT TOGETHER
hey shauna
most normal girl in the world
coach ben said FUCK women. WOW. ALRIGHT. i mean it was... RIGHT LIKE HE?
HE SERIOUSLY JUST DECIDED FUCK THESE GIRLS OH MY GOD YES TYHIS IS THE FUCKING ENDING I WANTED
van being the last out vantler queen when?
THIS IS FUCKING NUTS
altrnateively the wilderness being like :/ you didnt need to do that to havi guys....
ANYWAYS GOD WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT
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3, 9 and 11 for murdoc :D - @uncertified-boykisser
Hii tyysm for the ask!! :)
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3. What is your idea of a perfect date?
Emmett Becker: Well, you can't tell Murdoc what I'm about to say because it'll hurt his feelings- what? no, I'm serious! [they laugh, despite meaning it sincerely] Truthfully? My idea of a perfect date is something quiet where we can put most of the focus on something else, while still being together. Think parallel play but for adults! Staying at home and doing stuff separately, but next to each other. We usually draw when we do this. But, Murdoc likes being able to talk to me while we're on dates, which is understandable, I just don't wanna talk the wholeee time. You understand. So we usually end up on fancy, expensive dinner dates. Don't get me wrong, I am NOT complaining, I love these, but sometimes, it is nice just to exist next to each other, no talking required. But again, do NOT tell him I said this, he'll be sad! I'll tell him when the time's right, don't worry.
Murdoc: Personally, I like the dates where we get to talk to each other about stuff. Obviously, a number of types of outings fit this bill, but my personal favorite is going to a museum. Its super fun because depending on which one we go to, one of us tends to know more about the stuff there and can give the other a little guided tour, of sorts! And while I love talking, I love listening to Emmett even more and they just get so excited when they get to talk about stuff they know about. So I guess what I'm getting at is, my favorite dates are at the Air and Space museum and the Natural History museum. You wouldn't believe how much Emmett knows about physics and animals and rocks and stuff... they have a degree in psychology. None of this stuff is stuff they're formally educated in and yet... the sheer amount of knowledge they retain is kind of incredible. One of the many things I love about them. [he smiles in a manner resembling that of a schoolgirl with a crush]
9. What was your first impressions of each other?
Emmett Becker: I'll be honest with you, the first time I met Murdoc, it was in a supermax prison cell where he was kept in isolation because he was so dangerous. So, with that information in my mind, meeting him in the interrogation room which was now doubling as my session meeting place, was... nerve wracking to say the least.
I mean, this is the guy that I know only as someone who just days ago tried to kill my closest friends and colleagues. Suffice it to say, the circumstances weren't ideal for cultivating romance, not that that's what either of us had in mind at the time.
I was there in the capacity of being a representative of the Phoenix Foundation, someone with an academic and prestigious background in abnormal psychology and someone who hadn't been one of the original targets, an outsider's perspective. And I'll admit, stepping into that room, it did feel colder, and it was unnerving and he was terrifying, in that moment.
He had this deeply, deeply unsettling expression, subtle and yet it screamed, 'I'm gonna eat you alive, little lamb', loud and clear. I was pretty sure I could see the gears turning behind his eyes, conjuring up unthinkable ways of killing me. He wanted to hurt me. He was a caged animal, not frightened but certainly agitated- not a convenient starting state of mind for me to work with.
Nonetheless, I did my best to keep a veneer of calm and relative stability so as to do my job effectively: glean as much information as I could about who wanted the flagship team dead so badly that they would send Murdoc on their tails. This was a bigger problem than Murdoc. Where there's a hitman, there's usually someone paying them to do it.
I introduced myself and asked a few standard starting questions but he quickly steered the conversation in his favor and started asking questions too, mostly about me. It was really unnerving, to be honest. I've spent a lifetime getting good at reading people and figuring out how to interact with them- and not just for the fact that I'm in psychology. It started as a survival mechanism. When you're autistic, you learn ways of making yourself appear more 'normal'.
Eventually, satisfied that I'd established a decent repertoire with Murdoc, I left.
I didn't really sleep that night though. I could never have imagined how our relationship would evolve from that first meeting alone.
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Murdoc: Oh, oh yes, this is an interesting one! Well, the first time I met Emmett was not actually a great time for me; I was in prison. Why? Oh you know, this and that.. and the fact that I tried to kill four members of an covert government espionage agency. Well, that's not all, but that's the incident that got me caught. Anyways, I digress.
Meeting Emmett was definitely the highlight of my so far as of yet, brief, stay in prison. Ah- not for the reasons you're probably thinking. We were certainly not the happy lovebirds we are now, back then. No, at the time, I was entertaining myself by envisioning the most creative ways of killing my new psychologist that I could.
The first meeting didn't go badly, per say, but I hadn't warmed up, nearly enough, yet to call them a friend. As such, I settled to imagine various methods of murdering them, along with finishing the job I had been sent to do to begin with.
It is certainly a far cry from the deep affection we hold for each other now... oh well, sometimes love starts off messily. At least, it wasn't me making it messy this time, if you catch my meaning. [he puts his hand to the side of his mouth and whispers loudly] Murder. I'm talking about murder. [he smiles darkly before his expression turns back to one of relative ambivalence] you know, because then they wouldn't be alive and I wouldn't have fallen in love with them!
11. When did you know you were in love?
I actually answered this one here already! hope its okay if i just link it!
https://www.tumblr.com/selfindulgentfandomstuff/739717661099999232/11-for-murdocemmett-and-4-for-tomelia?source=share
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jelzorz · 2 years
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Echoes of Thunder Rayla
Not to invoke Narcissus or anything but there's something here and I wanna talk about it.
Some background:
Echo and Narcissus is a pretty well known myth. It appears in Ovid's third book of Metamorphoses and tells the story of Narcissus, our main dude, who is often associated with narcissism and self-love (not the healthy kind), and the Oread Echo, cursed by Hera to be unable to speak except for repeating the last words of a sentence spoken by someone else. In the most well known version, Narcissus is out hunting with his pals and is separated from them where he catches the eye of Echo, who falls in love with him but can't tell him because of Hera's curse. When he calls, all Echo can do is repeat his words, and finally, when he says, "This way, we must come together,", Echo agrees, and runs into his arms. Narcissus, however, rejects her. By this time, he has caught his own reflection in a pool of water and is staring longingly at himself, eventually wasting away before it, obsessed with a love he can't have. In some versions, aka the version I was told when I was 8, Narcissus finds his reflection in the surface of a lake. Echo tries to warn him but he doesn't listen, and instead falls into the water and drowns.
At its shallowest, this is a story about not being sellf-obsessed, but obsession on its own is something to be considered also. In the myth, Narcissus' obsession with himself results in his forgetting to eat or drink, and his demise in one way or another.
We're not gonna call Callum a narcissist—that's not what's happening here at all—but there are parallels here we can't ignore. The reflection in Aaravos' mirror is the most obvious, but we know also that he has parallels to Viren and has grown a little obsessive about magic, and about the mirror in Rayla's absence. We also know that Rayla's come back, and that she's likely done so because she has information he needs to hear, but it's not unlikely that he won't heed her warnings. Who is she to try to help him, to warn him, when she left him, alone, for reasons she claimed were for his safety?
Callum and Rayla have been compared to a number of famous lovers and for good reason, but I think there's something here. There's something to be said about the concept of him ignoring the warnings of a rejected lover in favour of studying a reflection of himself, aka, in Aaravos' mirror.
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