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yourethehero · 1 year

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Rhysand Vs. The PTA

@the-lonelybarricade rewired my brain with talk of Grim!Reaper Rhysand and I couldn't let this go. And it broke me out of a writer's block

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Summary:

The Archerons were a menace. Catherine just wished she had proof.

The Archeron family was an affront, an insult to everything Catherine was trying to make her neighborhood into, now that she had finally secured the position of HOA board member and PTA director.

First it was their home - they had purchased one of the gorgeous historic homes that were central to the lower Velaris neighborhood, with a view over the river, the Rainbow, and more balconies than could ever be needed. “Like a House Hunters episode,” she had scoffed at Jannah during their afternoon tea. Her fellow HOA member nodded, outraged as well. “A painter. That Feyre woman paints. And no one knows what he does for work!”

Jannah had done her research. “Malia asked him, you know? What he did for work. And d’you know what he said? He said he ‘picks up work now and then.’” at Catherine’s outraged look, Jannah continued. “Who says that?”

There were other facts, of course. The Archerons - Feyre, Rhysand, Nyx, they are all stunning. Magazine-level gorgeous. Feyre Archeron’s sleek blonde-brown hair and high cheekbones, Rhysand’s deep blue eyes, which Jannah’s wife swears are actually violet. And of course, Nyx. Sweet little Nyx, only four years old, with his mother’s blue eyes and his father’s incredibly dark hair.

But Catherine had not a single envious bone in her body, and she merely disdained the wasted potential. Because that Feyre woman rarely dressed to beget her apparent station, and though Rhysand seemed more self-aware of his appearance, it often seemed to oversha-

No. Catherine was not an envious person.

The first time Rhysand Archeron joined a PTA meeting, Catherine had been midway through presenting the budget for the school’s Fall Fest. His appearance had shaken up the meeting, cutting her off mid-thought, his absurdly handsome face complementing the casual ease with which he sauntered into the hall and pulled up a chair. The rest of the assembly stared, or whispered amongst each other, but he seemed to not mind in the least, as he waved his hand to Catherine - as if he was the one who had been interrupted, and wanted her to continue regardless.

Huffing, Catherine went back to her presentation. “And we are looking for the parents to provide additional support during craft time for the children. Ten and under will be making thanksgiving cards, and -”

Rhysand Archeron’s hand shot up in the air, cutting off Catherine’s speech immediately. she shot him a glare, but he seemed to not notice the way the hall murmured. Instead, he simply spoke, his honeyed voice direct and to the point. “Will the cards be like the ones on the screen, Cath?”

Catherine heard Jannah giggle, the absolute turncoat. She hated when people called her that. “They are merely inspiration, Mr. Archeron. But we are providing all the materials. cardstock, glitter-”

“Ah. I must protest, there, Cath, dear.” Catherine could feel her blood boiling slowly. Directly in her line of sight, she saw as Vera straightened in surprise. Who did this man think he was? “See, we are very anti-glitter in our household. It is terrible for the environment, you know?”

“Well - uh. Mr. Archeron.” She cursed herself for stuttering. “Would you. Ah. Do you have a suggestion?”

It was Vivianne who spoke - the woman was Catherine’s nightmare too, with her positive parenting and measured responses in light of her nightmare brood of kids. “Well, they do make biodegradable confetti! Mishka has used it in projects at home.”

There was a rumble of agreement in the hall, and Catherine knew she was losing the battle. She liked glitter, though, and her daughters loved the shine it gave all of their crafts. “We can certainly consider that, Mr. Archeron. But materials like that are expensi-”

“Don’t worry about the cost, Cath.” Rhysand seemed to want to say more, but he nodded at her to continue. Insulted at being cut off again, Catherine simply returned her eyes to her presentation, and did not make eye contact with the literal male model in front of her again.

Catherine slammed the door to her car in irritation as she got out, looking at the poor raccoon that had crossed her path. It twitched uselessly as it drew its last breaths, and she was disgusted by it. But the sound of footsteps on the pavement made her turn around, only to see Rhysand fucking Archeron - hero donor of over $2,000 to the Fall Festival fund, casually strolling towards her and her car, hands in his pockets, a soft look in his eyes.

He ignored her completely, passing right beside her to crouch onto the ground next to the animal, and pass his hand over its body. almost gagging, Catherine spoke. “It’s dead, Archeron.”

Rhysand merely snorted, and once again her face began to heat, until something strange happened. A soft, almost imperceptible shimmer of light passed over the raccoon, and suddenly, it was standing.

No. The raccoon was still dead on the ground. But a version of it, a small little creature, rippling as though a reflection in a puddle was, and Catherine thought she might have been going insane, because Archeron merely smiled softly at the apparition before straightening up, nodding at it, and vanishing alongside the small ghost.

The Archerons were a menace.

#acotar #acotar fanfic #feysand #in the loosest definition #just Catherine who is every PTA mom my mom complains about #feyre archeron #nyx being incredibly cute even to haters #rhysand acotar

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literally-ritsu · 3 years

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Rom-com anon here, finally crawling out the depth of finals induced insanity I’ve been lurking in for like three weeks! And today as I wait for an oil change here comes our TakaRitsu topic of the day for the Rom-com slice of life au as I celebrate my three month freedom: Summer Vacation Part 1 (There will be more of this, I promise)

Please take a moment to consider, dear wife, all the possibilities for summer vacation events TakaRitsu could’ve had over the past ten years.

Takano and Ritsu go to the beach, which ends up being less fun in the sun as it is Takano being thirsty for a shirtless Ritsu in a bathing suit and Ritsu being a flustered mess who wants everything to be perfect because this is his first trip with Saga-senpai!! So we gain the adorable shenanigans of Ritsu trying to make this the best trip ever that they’ll always remember and Takano would literally die happy if he just got to spend the entire trip in bed with Ritsu, pleasuring and spoiling him and also handfeeding him chips while reading because they are both booknerds who definitely bring things to read while on a trip.

And then imagine them going to a summer festival! Ritsu, precious little rich boy he is, definitely wears a yukata and Takano’s heart just melts at the sight. And then go through and Takano is definitely showing off during the games to impress Ritsu and win every possible prize he can. They’re a lowkey menace to all the stalls and they will be remembered. And then Takano has Ritsu try all the delicious foods he was probably barely allowed growing up (if this boy had never had fast food prior to his first date with Saga, I’m pretty sure festival food was on very thin ice, if he even went to one in the first place, I’m debating on what his parents would be inclined to here) and just watches with a soft smile as Ritsu cheerfully tries everything and gushes over all the games Takano won and becomes a flustered mess over all the prizes Takano gives him and it’s such a pure, sweet moment of realizing how much he loves his pampered little rich boyfriend.

Then Takano gets horny and starts thinking about having sex with Ritsu in a yukata and then during the fireworks festival they are so much watching as they are making love in a secluded area while hoping the sound of the fire works will cover up all the noise they make. But then Ritsu’s yukata gets all messed up and neither of them no how to fix it, and so Takano has to carry Ritsu back on his back as they both desperately pray nobody noticed what’s going on because they a share a braincell you’re honor.

Just TakaRitsu’s first summer vacation together being madly in love with Ritsu being adorable and Takano being a very thirsty man.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Damn, Rom Com Anon my beloved, back at it again with the scenarios that are making me cry. Your mind is literally so huge, I am in awe of your awesome fluff powers, I am incapable of thinking/writing anything but hurt/comfort for them, I owe you my life for this beautiful world where nothing hurts. I am laughing hysterically at Saga valienty trying to control his thirst for Swimsuit Ritsu (and failing miserably because he is a weak man, amen.) Ritsu trying so hard to plan everything out like the Best Place To Sit and What Towels To Bring because obviously those are the most important things to worry about, and I need some hiccups to happen and Ritsu to Internally Scream because 'Oh no everything is going wrong Saga-senpai must think I'm so lame' but then they just goof around and play in the water and sit and read together and ritsu falls asleep and Saga Is In Love but he also hurries Ritsu in the sand and Ritsu wakes up and yells at him and Saga dies of laughter, please this is very important to me. (Also, because I'm a pale ass Bitch, Ritsu turns into a Lobster and needs at least two bottles of aloe vera, no this is not negotiable) and EVERYTHING about the summer festival is perfect and I'm actually sobbing, they're so stupid and dumb and in love and they absolutely do share a braincell and please consider:

"My outfit!"

"Yeah, I know, you look ridiculous."

"What!? This is your fault you know! Oh no, I can't be seen like this, what do we do?"

And then saga just... Scoops him up and ritsu shrieks and complains that he's too heavy and Saga agrees because it makes Ritsu more embarrassed and redder but Ritsu weighs less than his backpack wtf does his bf eat in that stuffy mansion???? Hnnnnnnn I have so many feelings thank you so much I will now sob uncontrollably here please take this 💜

#sekaiichi hatsukoi #nostalgia things #au #im crying #my dogs are worried #i cannot stop #this is everything

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sour-heart-treats · 3 years

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Aloe headcannons please

- They know plenty when it comes to biology and mechanical engineering! They also know a bit of botany due to their old friend and lab-mate (AKA the cookie that became Cyborg). - Aloe has little understanding of other’s emotions and how their actions have consequences for those around them. They can’t “put themself in other’s shoes” or “treat others how you want to be treated” because they wouldn’t necessarily care how others treat them. - They do not feel much towards others, but when they do, it is incredibly strong and almost irrational. If they have a crush, they will most certainly have it to a heavy extent. - They are either incredibly reclusive of certain pieces of information or very blunt about it. There is no in-between. - They don’t care if Cyborg causes problems or harm to others, but warns them not to be a menace or a danger because it runs a higher risk of Cyborg themself getting injured, something Aloe would hate. - They used to also go by “Dr. Vera”, but after the incident with pre-Cyborg, they find discomfort in being referred to that way. “Mx. Vera” is also iffy, but acceptable. - If they are happy for an extended period of time, they are able to grow buds and blossoms in their hair. Removing these hurts like tearing off a band-aid, but they’ll do so for a sweet gesture. - They may or may not be an alien, or at least have a counterpart that’s an alien with cloning capacities (based on the comics).

#aloe cookie #headcannon pieces #not a drabble

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dustedmagazine · 4 years

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Girl Friday — Androgynous Mary (Hardly Art)

Androgynous Mary by Girl Friday

Girl Friday, out of Los Angeles, makes uneasy, off-kilter grooves out of the standard materials of rock and pop, two guitars, a bass and drums. Their songs flit along the seam between indie rock and punk, with sweet, harmonized choruses bursting from buzzing, thumping anarchy. If you ever liked Grass Widow, you’ll find much to enjoy in these bristly melodic nuggets, which fiercely reject the most stultifying signifiers of female-dominated pop (the pout, the come-on, the suggestive clothes and lyrics) while tapping into the good ones (catchy melodies, dizzying vocal interplay).

Girl Friday formed out of the core of Vera Ellen (guitar) and Libby Hsieh (bass) who met at UCLA a few years ago. Virginia Pettis (drums) and Sierra Scott (guitar) came in a little but not much later. An EP, Fashion Conman, also on Hardly Art, introduced their spike-y, jittery, deconstructed pop sound to the world in 2019. Androgynous Mary picks up the narrative a little further on, the sweetness ticked up a bit, the riffy, spazzy pogo energy dialed down just a tad.

Indeed, this first full-length starts in languidness, with the sort of splayed out guitar lick that wouldn’t be entirely out of place on a Real Estate record and sleepy-eyed vocals that evoke the softer end of C86-dom. The song is wryly titled “This Is Not the Indie Rock I Signed Up For,” and it is actually pretty much indie rock. But it stirs to life nicely at the chorus with some crunchy, rambunctious guitars, and falls apart in a chaotic interval, bits flying everywhere, before stuffing the monster into the box again in a sugar-y reprise.

If you’re coming at this from a punk rock or post-punk perspective, you might prefer “Eaten Thing,” a cut grounded in an unhinged duel between drum and bass and just glazed over, rather than saturated, with pop vocals. The song has a cavernous, menacing echo—it sounds like Nots with softer vocals—and it’s either about sex or eating disorders or perhaps both. “Earthquake” is another banger, a rip-sawed riff tearing off at speed, while the band’s members shout and croon. They all sing, mostly in unison, but occasionally in harmony, and there’s a tension between the cool temperature of the vocals and the heat and turmoil of the instruments.

Other songs are slower but no less urgent. “Gold Stars” is a highlight of the album’s second half, beginning in torchy blues singing, then erupting into giddy, harmonized overload in a group chorus. “I said leave, I said leave…but you heard love” the band declaims, and it’s maybe the most memorable moment on the record.

Like most bands, Girl Friday has never been crazy about genre labels, and if you asked them whether they were pop or punk or indie, they’d very likely just say yes. By sliding continually between categories, though, this band creates a very absorbing tension between what they are right now and what they might become in a measure or two. You have to pay attention. You can’t take these songs for granted.

Jennifer Kelly

#girl friday #androgynous mary #hardly art #jennifer kelly #albumreview #dusted magazine #indie #punk #los angeles

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tcmpcral · 4 years

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1. FIRST NAME: masha.

2. STRANGE FACT ABOUT YOURSELF: my father’s birthday is the day before mine :v

3. TOP THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU FIND ATTRACTIVE ON A PERSON: i mean, i’m asexual and aromantic but aesthetically i guess i could say the quintessential. roman?? nose for some reason fjfeka; i just like the look of them lies down also certain kinds of genuine smiles get me right in the heart. dark eyes are also very nice. or perhaps i should say like. when someone has dark eyelashes?? i think that’s it. also i’m always reminded of a girl i went to ireland with who had a seriously endearing case of doe eyes, and i’m still not sure if her eyes were just naturally that shape or if she used makeup to get that Look but either way i thought she was extremely pretty the whole time lmao the fact that she was also very sweet and thoughtful didn’t hurt either

4. A FOOD YOU COULD EAT FOREVER AND NOT GET BORED OF: rice and eggs fjjfiea; eggs in general, tbh. possibly also noodles. and dumplings. cheesecake. lotus paste. smoked cheeses hhhh sALMON. sweet potatoes. maybe pears and apples listen i’m sorry i love food, there can’t be Only One

5. A FOOD YOU HATE: hominy fjfkda; cauliflower. uhhhh also tuna casserole blegh. asparagus jfjkf;da oh YEAH I HATE BOLOGNA TOO i can’t. i can’t do it hhhhghg. and yet i love vienna sausages and deviled ham...

6. GUILTY PLEASURE: whispers taking the long way home so i can spend more time listening to the radio and singing along with it probably lmao

7. WHAT DO YOU SLEEP IN: whatever i wore the previous day fjfjiea; I’M SLOPPY

8. SERIOUS RELATIONSHIPS OR FLINGS: technically neither, but i guess i’d take flings over the other

9. IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN THE PAST AND CHANGE ONE THING ABOUT YOUR LIFE, WOULD YOU AND WHAT WOULD IT BE: lies down i do kinda wish i hadn’t dropped out of high school. on that front, it’s worked out in the end, but. still. it would have been nice to have kept up with my friends orz on a different front, i’m conflicted about it, but. sometimes i wonder how much better my life might be today if i’d gone straight for nursing instead of getting an art degree ._.

10. ARE YOU AN AFFECTIONATE PERSON: i. think i can be

11. A MOVIE YOU COULD WATCH OVER AND OVER AGAIN: yeah it’s still the kung fu panda trilogy lmao. but also tokyo godfathers, shutter island aaand. idk jurassic park? tremors? a good chunk of the x-men movies bc i’m not very picky with them and there’s things i like about most of them?? thinking emoji oH there’s also that movie push from 2009. the one with chris evans :v

12. FAVORITE BOOK: a little princess, war of the worlds, uhhh on the beach, house of stairs, the secret garden. i was once weirdly attached to this book i read in jr. high called where the lilies bloom. i also loved heidi uhhh. see, there were all these obscure books i read in late elementary school and jr. high that i loved that i often have trouble recalling rip. like there was one called eva, and another called home before dark. one named belle prater’s boy. the crystal garden. sweet sassy tree hhhh almost anything written by robert cormier ahaaa

13. YOU HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY TO KEEP ANY ANIMAL AS A PET, WHAT DO YOU CHOOSE: i’m honestly very happy keeping dogs as pets, but i’ve always wanted to. like. idk, maybe pet a wolf or a fox or other wild canid. i’d also like to maybe have a cat someday. and parrots and other birds are adorable and i love them, but. oof. they just seem. Intimidating pets. maybe someday i can have ducks or geese again, tho. oh, and. i’ll admit i’ve always been amused at the thought of having a pet goat, bc my grandmother apparently did as a child lmao

14. TOP FIVE FICTIONAL SHIPS [IF YOU ARE AN RP BLOG, YOU CAN USE YOUR OWN SHIPS AS WELL]: oh boy there’s. a Bunch. let me think... i. still have a very big soft spot for germany/italy hhh. uh. i hope the rest of them don’t have to be canon bc..... yeah. anyway still attached to beerus and whis... wheezes and both euroshipping (kaiba/bakura) and what’s apparently called stormshipping now (fubuki/manjoume). and ok i have to go with another hetalia one bc i’m such a sucker for france/russia lies down i was also once a big lex/zex shipper, and i still have a soft spot for. what it once was. not entirely too comfortable actually shipping it now since i haven’t Kept Up with kh and i’m not 100% on zexion/ienzo’s age anymore squints

15. PIE OR CAKE: ....whichever one cheesecake falls under :v

16. FAVORITE SCENT: ohghfjfkda there’s A BUNCH. aloe vera, bleach, lysol, sweet pea, tea, tires, sawdust, cucumbers and melons, ginger, beer

17. CELEBRITY CRUSH: yeahh, i still don’t really have one but. i do have a lot of affection for weird al lmao

18. IF YOU COULD TRAVEL ANYWHERE, WHERE WOULD YOU GO: whispers i would love to go to russia some day, but i think everyone knows that lmao. i’d also love to revisit ireland, especially killarney and blarney castle. and i’d love to revisit sorrento. and possibly italy in general tbh aaaa. i’ve also always kinda wanted to visit china 6_6

19. INTROVERT OR EXTROVERT: pretty sure i’m an introvert, but i also happen to be one who really loves crowds

20. DO YOU SCARE EASILY: i’m a. very jumpy person kffja; also certain topics Disturb me way more than others, and ngl i have something close to an Actual phobia of the dark rip

21. IPHONE OR ANDROID: i’ve never had an iphone, so probably android

22. DO YOU PLAY ANY VIDEO GAMES: animal crossing. also tetris when i’m bored. i love puzzle games like poppit and bejeweled lmao i used to play kingdom hearts and super smash brothers, and i miss them both tbh. i also played crisis core, two star fox games, and the world ends with you at some point. and uh. a handful of legend of zelda games when i was a kid. my favorite game is probably majora’s mask :v

23. DREAM JOB: comic book creator orz or some kind of concept artist for animated movies. but. i’ve come to terms with the fact that i’m not really. Good(TM) enough for that, so nowadays i’m much more interested in something more mundane like nursing. as long as it’s night shift, i want it

24. WHAT WOULD YOU DO WITH A MILLION DOLLARS: SO MUCH. get my car back in shape, pay off my grandparents’ house probably, go back to school fINALLY, move out lies down there’s so much i could do with that money lmao

25. FICTIONAL CHARACTER YOU HATE: there. aren’t any tbh lies down the most i usually get to is feeling neutral toward a character lmao except i just remembered umbridge exists so she might count

26. FANDOM THAT YOU WERE ONCE A PART OF BUT AREN’T ANY LONGER: not counting the ones i keep coming back to, there’s uhhh. gundam wing, star wars (waaaay back when the phantom menace was first released lmao), digimon, x-men evolution. i was in the MCU fandom for like a month before i lost interest XD;; i might count yugioh and yugioh gx as part of this, but. i’m still kind of invested in those tbh

all of these i’ve just kinda fallen away from thinking emoji i’ve never really had a bad fandom experience, so. you know

#;dash games #long post #i'm #such a windbag #lies down

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linchxpin · 4 years

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GET TO KNOW THE BLOGGER.

Can be used for RP and non-RP blogs to get to know a bit about the person behind the screen!

1. FIRST NAME: i go by masha online :v

2. STRANGE FACT ABOUT YOURSELF: when i was five years old, my family and i lived in a nursing home :oc or a. i guess technically it was more of a. oh. i mean it was a nursing home, but it was one that was specifically Set Up to handle seniors and Others with. erm. psychological issues coughs

i still remember some of the residents, and i also remember occasionally helping out with some of them, too. you know. in Very Small Ways bc i was just barely Not a literal toddler lmao

3. TOP THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU FIND ATTRACTIVE ON A PERSON: uhhhfjfkea;gerrr???? i’m automatically drawn to noses for some reason, particularly if they’re. A Certain Shape. also eyebrows/eyelashes thinking emoji and uhhhhh idk i guess maybe hands/wrists?? idek dude i’m frickn asexual as hell lmao

4. A FOOD YOU COULD EAT FOREVER AND NOT GET BORED OF: so i usually say dumplings of any sort and from any cuisine (potstickers, ravioli, empanadas, pirozhki, steamed buns, u name it), but i was recently reminded that scotch eggs are A Thing and

inhales

5. A FOOD YOU HATE: HOMINY......... CAULIFLOWER............. whispers asparagus hhhhh i also can’t do stewed tomatoes oh g o d

6. GUILTY PLEASURE: right now it’s probably dollmakers and watching hetalia mmd videos on youtube lmao lies down

7. WHAT DO YOU SLEEP IN: whatever clothes i wore the day before finger guns

8. SERIOUS RELATIONSHIPS OR FLINGS: i mean probably neither, but if i had to choose, i’m. a little bit. ??? toward flings 6_6

9. IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN THE PAST AND CHANGE ONE THING ABOUT YOUR LIFE, WOULD YOU AND WHAT WOULD IT BE: g o d. the two biggest things i can think of are that i wouldn’t have dropped out of school rip i guess maybe in the long run it wouldn’t have changed much in the way of my schooling, but. idk. maybe i’d still have a friend or two rip

the other is that i wish i’d managed to live alone longer than i had

10. ARE YOU AN AFFECTIONATE PERSON: to those i know well, yes

11. A MOVIE YOU COULD WATCH OVER AND OVER AGAIN: fjife;a kung fu panda 2 lmao also honestly a lot of the x-men movies fall under this for some reason

12. FAVORITE BOOK: a little princess, house of leaves, on the beach, and almost anything by h.g. wells, but especially war of the worlds. also i can’t not mention the secret garden and little women

13. YOU HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY TO KEEP ANY ANIMAL AS A PET, WHAT DO YOU CHOOSE: i mean, i admit i am the type of person who is inordinately happy keeping dogs as pets bc they pretty much hit every one of my Needs for a pet, but the idea of owning like. something really really Big and fluffy Sends Me ngl

WAIT LET ME COME IN DAYS LATER AND ADMIT THAT HAVING A PET SEAL WOULD PROBABLY BE MY DOWNFALL

14. TOP FIVE FICTIONAL SHIPS [IF YOU ARE AN RP BLOG, YOU CAN USE YOUR OWN SHIPS AS WELL]: oh lord UHHHH don’t judge me ok but my favorites are probablyyyy

) beerus/whis (dragon ball) ) euroshipping kaiba/bakura (yugioh) ) sora/kairi/riku (kingdom hearts) ) i think it’s called stormshipping now?? fubuki/manjoume (yugioh gx) ) bad friends trio OT3 (hetalia)

y. yeah. tried to go with a Variety of different fandoms rip

15. PIE OR CAKE: whichever one cheesecake counts as >8| but honestly probably pie, bc i frickn love pumpkin pie, chocolate silk pie, lemon meringue pie, cherry pie, key lime pie, hershey’s cookies & cream pie-- i mean the list is practically endless lmao

16. FAVORITE SCENT: SO MANY. cucumber melon, aloe vera, lysol, rubbing alcohol, BLEACH......... sweet pea, gardenia, actual rose, actual vanilla, ginger, white tea g o d you will find me literally standing in the soap and body wash aisle for a good thirty to forty-five minutes just smelling what they offer there lmao......................

17. CELEBRITY CRUSH: idk uhhhh weird al? lmao

18. IF YOU COULD TRAVEL ANYWHERE, WHERE WOULD YOU GO: I WANT TO GO TO RUSSIA SOMEDAY but also i’d love to revisit sorrento and capri and florence and assisi

19. INTROVERT OR EXTROVERT: in the middle-ish but leaning somewhat heavily toward introvert :v

20. DO YOU SCARE EASILY: i am a very Jumpy person lmao but. other than that, it really depends on what you’re doing to scare me thinking emoji history has shown me i tend to keep a cool head in emergencies

21. IPHONE OR ANDROID: telegram. ya whippersnapper *tapdances out*

22. DO YOU PLAY ANY VIDEO GAMES: at the moment? no orz but i still consider myself fans of games like animal crossing, kingdom hearts, twewy, uhhhhh monster hunter, super smash brothers, MARIO KART.... and also majora’s mask is probably my all-time favorite game thinking emoji

i’m also a big fan of star fox and any number of survival horror games, but they’re generally too Difficult for me to actually play rip

23. DREAM JOB: god for probably like ten years or more i’ve dreamed of being a comic creator lies down i’ve pretty much given up on that one tho. but i’d also just Love being able to do something related to drawing-- especially in animation. i also will always mourn not being able to be a teacher bc i love the act itself of teaching, but. well. mornings and me Do Not Mix. so. when i’m feeling more practical, the truth is i want very much to be a hospice nurse

24. WHAT WOULD YOU DO WITH A MILLION DOLLARS: l o r d firST THING-- get my education squared up and out of the way >:u and probably also pay off my student debt i already have. hrmmm. maybe buy a house. definitely move out, that’s for sure. take my mom to italy and/or ireland

25. FICTIONAL CHARACTER YOU HATE: iiiiiii. er. i mean, i can’t think of any off the top of my head?? i don’t tend to hate characters tbh scratches head the most i get is neutral toward them lmao

26. FANDOM THAT YOU WERE ONCE A PART OF BUT AREN’T ANY LONGER: well. i kinda tend to cycle through old fandoms, so i can’t really think of any that i was once part of that i also have no interest whatsoever in going back to

i guess there’s some that i hesitate to get drawn too deeply into, just bc of their reputations or. honestly sometimes just bc i’m Just Not That Into It lmao

i could maaaybe put star wars here? bc it was technically my very first fandom back when i was like ten years old and the phantom menace had just come out fjfie;ahg YES I AM THAT OLD SHHH i was really into it at the time, and i still enjoy the universe itself and all, but. i can’t say i’ve felt compelled to really Join The Fandom

tagged by. whispers stolen from @sakuraari

#;dash games #ok i finally finished this hhh #long post

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oldjepperpack · 6 years

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The Conjuring 2

(review of The Conjuring 1 here)

So I actually preferred this movie greatly to the original, for a lot of different reasons, and I was actually really surprised to find that this movie is generally not as well-received as the first. I like the first movie well enough, but it felt a little plain, there really wasn’t anything I hadn’t seen before. It was smartly assembled and directorially pretty impressive, but not especially exciting other than that. The sequel really felt like they were able to dial in on a lot of things that could have been a lot better in the original.

I apologize in advance, this post is a little bit longer than usual, but I really had a lot to say about this movie, so I hope you’ll bear with me.

Okay first thing first, both of these movies have practically identical plot structures. The Warrens deal with some kind of ghost. Elsewhere, a family moves into a haunted house. The family is antagonized, and the daughter gets messed with while trying to sleep. Eventually, the Warrens intervene, and it turns out that the ghost they saw at the beginning of the movie actually has something to do with their main haunting. An exercise is performed and everything works out. It’s honestly so similar I had to wonder if this started as an early draft of the first movie, maybe the two movies shared a common ancestor. Or Maybe if it’s not broke you shouldn’t try to fix it. Regardless, this movie feels like another version of the original from another universe, but this time a universe where maybe a studio had a little bit more faith in James Wan.

The thing I love about this movie is the character work in between the scares. This movie really went out of its way to spend time with the Warrens and the family they’re investigating, and actually ended up constructing one of the more oddly heartfelt romance stories I’ve seen in a long time. I’ve found myself really consistently unimpressed by love stories in movies ever since I found a love of my own, and this was one of the only movies in recent memory that actually resonated with me on that level. The story isn’t about their struggle to stay together in the face of hardship, it was just about them supporting and being there for each other. It fleshed out their past as a couple a lot more as well, and between this and Patrick Wilson and Vera Farmiga’s very genuine chemistry, their relationship just feels sweet, heartfelt, and real in a very refreshing way.

I pointed out to my girlfriend after I watched it that it’s oddly a very positive movie. A lot of horror movies veer towards the nihilistic, holding the idea that everyone’s probably going to die over your head incessantly, but this is a movie that really makes you root for the protagonists. You don’t become a sadist in this movie, you really want things to turn out for the people onscreen, and when things go south you really feel for them. It makes you hope against all hopes that things can be sorted, and your experiences with these kinds of movies make things all the more relieving when the happy ending does come. My favorite scene comes when Ed Warren brings his Elvis Presly records to play for the kids, and when the record machine doesn’t work, he just finds a guitar and dishes out his best Elvis impression. It’s a wonderful, heartfelt moment and it really highlights how much this movie really cares about its protagonists.

Plus I just thought it was way scarier, honestly. The physical appearance of the ghost in the original film was so boring I hardly batted an eye when she finally appeared onscreen. This sequel has two genuinely terrifying baddies, and the third less threatening spirit has a lot more merit beyond his appearances. The original ghost was practically nothing, she was killed in a horrible way and now haunts the house because she’s an evil spirit and that’s what evil spirits do. The ghost of the man that haunts this house is a character in and of himself. You know exactly what he wants and why he wants it, and having a real sense of him as a character makes him all the more menacing when he attacks. Plus it finally cashes the check that the first movie kept writing about “inhuman spirits,” I guess that setup just took more than one movie to pay off.

This movie exceeded my expectations in a major way, and I’m very glad I went out on a limb to watch it. I guess at the end of the day I still don’t really see much merit in the original, so I’d love to hear what someone who really loves it would have to say, it really feels like I’m missing something about it. Also, are either of the Annabelle movies really worth watching? I’d love to hear people’s two cents. I gotta say, I didn’t think I would be, but I’m actually pretty excited about The Conjuring 3 this year, who would have guessed?

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It's not quite 11 am and I am drinking the last of the previous night's black wine. This is what I call it now, in keeping with Catalan tradition.

I've been having trouble eating. I'm not sure if it's that I don't see the point in cooking just for myself only to have to clean it all up and do it again or if maybe it's because i spent most of the last 3 months cooking every single meal for someone who didn't really care. Or maybe it's the chewing and swallowing that's difficult, although i've never really had much trouble with that before.

There are a few problems with being your own therapist. The first, knowing exactly what is wrong with you. The second, self-motivating to initiate change.

To be clear, I am not a therapist although I have considered myself one since I was 11. I always knew I needed a therapist and wanted a therapist but decided early on that they were mostly bad news. I watched friend after friend neutralize, becoming numb to things an average human would react to. And anyway, I really just wanted someone to talk to and I had no money to be wasting on that, mine or anyone else’s.

I have a lot of conversations with myself, about myself, and my actions and reactions in this life. I think the Stoics called this Meditation. Although a bit different, it must be related to Eastern enlightenment, because I certainly feel enlightened at times, with melancholy usually lurking just around the bend, the perfect place to keep an eye on it.

Maybe it's the constant introspection that makes me a good listener. I can usually hear what people are saying and what they are not at the same time. There is a trick in hearing around words.

If i'm being honest, Caroline, a lot of people have felt deeply connected to me at times. If I invest myself enough in their interests, which I do, often, they sometimes, for lack of a better term, fall in love. The interest is not disingenuous on my behalf. I am fascinated with this terrific life. I have overwhelming curiosity about most things, especially people and how they function.

I do not grow easily attached to people in spite of my intrigue or apparent attentiveness. There have been some beautiful affairs though very few people actually end up knowing me. I share myself with the few people I see as capable of processing my perspectives, whether they agree or not.

This is most often a role fulfilled by the one person I've allowed myself to trust completely. Who always becomes the only person I am intimate with.

This person has been missing from my life for quite some time now. I've actively made some poor choices. * Melancholy stretches its long, thin and gnarled fingers across the screen. Cue depression.

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I wasn't expecting to meet you, and I certainly wasn't expecting to fall for you. *Ironic pang of cramps* Why does knowing you feel so good and hurt so much at the same time?

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February 9th, 2020

“My imagination is probably the most dangerous place for me and anyone else…” - Caroline Martin

It takes a most powerful and menacing nymph to knock me off balance, to bring me to my knees and hold me there for days, a racing mind trapped inside a body frozen in time, the fly caught writhing in the web, utterly without hope, dinner.

And do you know what the fly thinks about?

Beginning again. Irony. And just about everything else under the moon of its nine month life span and beyond.

It began eating shit and it will die the same way. *

It was born again that June 9th and it didn't want any part of it. Everything had already come crashing down so hard and so fast that it was a beginning that felt like an end. It was more than enough work buzzing about and avoiding the windows, let alone your eyes. But it was doing great at both that and appearing to not feel so lousy. **

It’d been here before. Many times. In other lives. Doomed to replay this Sunday infinitely but with slight alterations until it finally became comfortable, which it never would, because comfort meant impending death. ***

This particular June 9th, in 2019, was to be no different.

There it was, buzzing and bumbling and stumbling to the bathroom. It was nice in there, my gawd, but Vera was there too, a hand on the door coaxingly. Shoo, fly.

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* I noticed you immediately. You were new and you were the most beautiful thing in the room. I wanted to taste the salt on your skin; to be close to you, right away.

This, in effect, terrified me. I avoided you, introducing myself to other new staff and stealing glances that both weakened my knees and made me hate myself just a little bit more for being so craven. How could I look someone like you in the eye? Though I shook off these snaking thoughts. You are wild and brilliant youth unbridled and someone that looked like you would never find interest in someone like me. Buzz off.

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** I am omitting this part from this email.

*** I am also omitting this

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I could feel your eyes watching me as I walked the pathway formed by the wall and conference table from the bathroom to the seat next to Thalia. I chose her for these reasons and in this order. She is an incredibly disarming little lamb. I had seen her in town (that hair!) and had divined that she was to be my housemate. She was talking to you, with the greatest of ease, and I couldn't even look at you.

I introduced myself to Thalia while she was talking to you, mid-sentence. (Thanks, mom.) I didn't say anything to you. I wasn't trying to be rude, I just didn't know how to be. It didnt get better.

Im Caroline, you asserted, offering me your hand. At least in my mind this is how it happened, which makes sense considering I had just come from a place where people greet you with a kiss on each cheek. It wasn't just your handshake that was disconcerting. It was some combination of that and your regard, and your voice, which haunts me still in waking and in dreams.

I was surprised again.

Of course your name is Caroline.

I've never told you this, but I hate the name Caroline.

They gave it to me once too and I had to carry it around for a year. Odessa was not French enough and I had to conform. I just wanted to be Genvieve or Eloise or Anything. Else. I asked too, to swap, and was denied.

You should know though, my alliance with this name has changed since associating it with you.

C- A- R- O- L- I- N- E, What a fucking sweet sounding dream. I understand why they write so many songs about you. How could I have been so blind?

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