#I’d she doesn’t get a last name bc I don’t remember it

[shititsarobyn]

Hey heyyyy more silliesssss >:3

Next batch from my “drawing every influential/ important character from tma”! We got Peter Lucas ( I imagine he actually can’t see thru all that fckn gif he just pretends he can), Oliver Banks (I had to search his name up bc I forgor it) and Rosie (: the most gal that was there ever.

#oliver banks #peter lukas #rosie tma #I’d she doesn’t get a last name bc I don’t remember it #tma #the magnus archive fanart #the magnus institute #the magnus archives #tma characters #digital artwork #digital illustration #enby artist #nonbinary #art #artitst on tumblr #illustration #tmp fanart #the magnus protocol #tma fanart #digital fanart #fanart

[onceuponaoneshotfanfic]

You Already Know, Babe

Request: Heyy would I be able to pretty please ask for a Roy one-shot based of So High School? Mainly the lyric: "Truth, Dare, Spin Bottles. You know how to ball, I know Aristotle" (bc I have TTPD brainrot) Like I'd love to picture Roy with a total academic girl who loves classic literature and ancient greece and philosophy pls ???

Roy Kent x Reader

3.3k words

Warnings: Language, Roy being insecure, the guys making Roy feel bad (not on purpose)

A/N: Ahhh I also have TTPD brainrot so I loooooove this! I made the reader a uni professor. Also been wanting to do a Bantr fic for Roy for a while, so I incorporated that in too!

Roy scowled and sipped his beer. “Fuck no.”

Leaning forward in the booth they sat in, Keeley gave him her best puppy-dog eyes, the ones that stopped working the moment he got over her. “Come on, Roy. I wouldn’t suggest it if I didn’t think it’d be good for you.”

“What’s the worst that can happen?” Jamie chimed in.

“‘Fuck no’ used to be a complete sentence,” Roy growled.

Before he could stop the striker, Jamie grabbed Roy’s mobile off the table, holding it just out of the gaffer’s reach. “Just… one… moment…” he huffed as Keeley did her best to hold Roy back. “Alright, we need a username.”

Roy rolled his eyes but stopped fighting against Keeley’s grip. “How about ‘This is fucking stupid’?”

“I think that’s against their policy,” Jamie hummed, eyes still on the phone.

Keeley thought for a moment. “RoyallySarcastic? Y’know, ROYally?”

Jamie’s eyes lit up. “Oh, I got it!” He typed away before proudly showing the screen to Roy and Keeley. “RoyalPain,” he announced.

With a giggle, Keeley took the phone from Jamie and handed to Roy, who looked ready to kill his friends. “There we are Roy-o,” she said. “Welcome to Bantr.”

~

~

Roy sat at the small table, fidgeting with the shiny fork on the table and staring intently at the condensation on the glass of water in front of him. Why the fuck was he so nervous? He was Roy fucking Kent, he reminded himself sternly. He’d been on plenty of dates. Sure, this was his first Bantr date, but that shouldn’t really matter. He’d been on a couple of blind dates in the past; this shouldn’t be much different.

But it sure felt different when you walked in, all wide eyes and nervous smiles. You approached him hesitantly, cocking your head as you got closer. Your gaze flickered to the tattered copy of A Wrinkle in Time on the table next to him before settling on his face.

“RoyalPain?” you squeaked out, raising your eyebrows expectantly.

Before he could stop himself, he grinned and blurted out, “I Kant believe it’s you.” Immediately, he groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Nope, fuck, that was stupid. I’m sor-”

Your laughter eased his embarrassment as you sat across from him. “Don’t you dare apologize,” you countered. “That was cute.” You offered your name with a small smile.

“Roy,” he said simply, searching your face for any sign that you recognized him.

Instead, you nodded and leaned forward. “And what do you do, Roy?”

What did he do? He tried to remember the last time someone asked him that. “I work for a football team,” he said slowly. “A.F.C. Richmond.”

You nodded, interest all over your pretty face. “And what do you do at Richmond?”

He blinked a few times and cleared his throat. “Do you… you don’t know who I am?” Fuck, he felt like an absolute asshole saying the words out loud.

“Sure I do,” you chuckled. “I just figured that Roy Kent doesn’t often get the chance to introduce himself. Thought I’d give you the opportunity.”

Roy couldn’t help but smile. Yeah, it was kind of dorky, but fuck, he liked it. Just like he liked hearing about your job as a uni professor, or the article you recently wrote about Arthurian legend, or the book you’d read recently. And he really liked the way you looked at him like he was the most fascinating thing in the world, more interesting than the well-renowned experts and authors you got to spend time with, asking him about his work and his life and his opinions. He smiled all through dinner, laughing at jokes even when they went over his head and making a mental list of books he now wanted to read.

He was still grinning as he walked you to your car after dinner, wondering when he’d last enjoyed himself so much on a date. As you fished your keys out of your purse, he found himself desperately hoping for another date with you. And another. And another.

“Could we do this again sometime?” he asked gently once your keys were in your hand.

Fuck, he loved the way your eyes lit up at his question. “Absolutely,” you breathed.

With a dizzy little nod, Roy cupped your face and tugged you close, ghosting his lips over yours. You gently laid your hands on his hips to press against him, deepening the kiss. You swore you could feel him smiling against your mouth as his thumb stroked your cheek. Some little part of you wanted to pull this man into your car, into your apartment, into your bed. But from the happy little hum that vibrated from his chest to yours, you knew you had plenty of dates ahead of you, plenty of time for all that, plenty of Roy Kent ahead of you.

~

After three weeks of dates and laughter and late-night phone calls and kisses that escalated to other things, Roy invited you to a match. He seemed weirdly nervous for a retired football legend whose dating history could fill any of the giant books that filled the shelves in your office, but you found his nerves nothing short of charming. So, you threw on some comfy jeans and a sweatshirt and climbed into Roy’s giant black car to go with him to Nelson Road, where he showed you his office before giving you your ticket and sending you off to your seat with a chaste kiss.

Roy was fighting the stupidest smile as he prepared for the match, the same stupid smile he’d been fighting since your first date. He was excited for you to see him and the Greyhounds in action, to be able to show off for you a little and, he didn’t fucking know, make you proud or some shit.

“Was that your girlfriend, Roy?” Sam raised his eyebrows as he and Jan stood in the doorway.

He cleared his throat. “No,” he said slowly. “But we’ve been dating for a few weeks.” He paused for a moment, hoping he didn’t look too dopey as he spoke. “She’s a professor. Fucking brilliant. Like, she teaches, and she’s been published and speaks at conferences.”

Jan spoke up. “Most men would not be able to handle dating a woman so much more educated than they are. Good for you, Coach. It’s nice that you are not intimidated by her clearly superior intellect.”

A knot appeared in Roy’s stomach, but he simply cleared his throat and gave a curt nod. “Yeah, well.” He blinked, not sure what the fuck he was supposed to say to that. “Best finish getting ready, hmm?”

Jan’s words continued to flutter around Roy’s mind like an annoying butterfly as he made his way out to the pitch. He liked that you were smart. Hell, he liked that you were smarter than him. He could listen to you talk for hours about literature and history and philosophy, especially when your eyes lit up and your voice got faster, the way he noticed it did when you were especially passionate about something. It was impressive, not to mention sexy as all hell. But there had definitely been moments over the last few weeks where he had to Google what you were talking about while you weren’t looking, or where he laughed at a joke he didn’t really understand. It came with the territory, he told himself. It was to be expected, dating someone like you.

And there you were, sitting in the seat Roy had selected for you, the one that gave you the perfect view of the dugout- per your request. You waved excitedly when you caught Roy’s eye, wearing that giant smile that made his heart skip a beat. He offered back a small wave, knowing full well that all the guys could see his furious blush.

“That your girl?” Colin asked, following Roy’s dreamy gaze.

Roy shrugged, turning his attention back to his team. “Uh, I guess?” he mumbled, taking the clipboard Nate handed him.

Sam spoke up. “Roy said she’s a uni professor.”

Respect covered the faces of the men that were clearly more interested in Roy’s love life than their impending match. They all started chattering over each other, ignoring Roy’s eyerolls and Beard and Nate’s amused expressions.

Richard waggled his eyebrows. “Does she offer special office hours for you, Coach?”

Roy wrinkled his nose at the Frenchman. “What the fuck is that supposed to-”

“Did you have to buy a new dictionary to keep up with her?” Zoreaux teased.

Isaac spoke up, clapping a hand on Roy’s shoulder. “Most guys would probably run for the hills if they had to keep up with a woman’s brainpower,” he started. “But Roy’s not intimidated. I mean, sure, we all know he’s no Einstein, but he’s got other great qualities. Like…”

Roy raised a cool eyebrow at the captain, more curious than offended at this point.

“Coaching,” Colin finally finished for Isaac. “He’s a great manager.”

Jamie pipped up now. “And she seems to really like looking at you, Grandad.” He nodded to the stands where, sure enough, you were still gazing at Roy, affection all over your face. “She’s cute,” he mused.

Roy cleared his throat, trying to focus attention to the match at hand and not your pretty smiles. Or the words of his players that had etched a deep frown onto his bearded face. “Alright, Greyhounds!” he hollered. “Let’s fucking focus, lads! We’ve got a fucking match to win!”

~

And they did win, much to Roy’s pleasure. Winning always felt good, but he had to admit that winning in front of a pretty girl felt fucking great. And it was even better when he found you waiting in his office, gazing at him as if you had hearts in your eyes.

“That was brilliant!” you gushed, wrapping your arms around his middle while his rested on your shoulders and tugged you close. You pressed a tiny kiss to his lips. “Thank you so much for inviting me, Roy.”

He smiled down at you and pecked your nose. “Think you’ll come again sometime?” he teased.

Your eager nodding melted his heart. “Absolutely,” you promised. “Maybe next time I’ll even wear a kit. Since I think I’m officially a Richmond fan now.”

“That kit better have a six on it,” Roy growled, smacking another kiss to your cheek. He gave you a small squeeze before releasing you. He reached down to grab your hand. “I’ve got to go talk to the press for a bit, he explained, leading you over to his desk. “D’you mind waiting here? We can grab dinner once I’m done,” he promised. “Here, you can even watch the presser on my computer.”

“Sounds perfect.” You touched his cheek and pulled him close for one more kiss. “Now get going, I want to see you be brilliant in front of all those reporters.”

Roy was still blushing when he got in front of the cameras. The press conference was a blur of questions and comments. He’d probably have to apologize to Keeley later, because he was sure he was dreamy and distracted the entire time. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt so lovesick over a woman, and he especially couldn’t remember the last time he enjoyed it so much.

When he returned to his office, he was surprised to see Jamie sitting on the edge of his desk, chatting pleasantly with you. You both lit up at the sight of him, with Jamie choosing to speak first as Roy offered a small grin to you.

“Your girl was just telling me about this seminar she’s speaking at next weekend,” he announced. “Some talk on the Lord of the Rings books and their impact on modern cinema.” He nodded to you. “It actually sounds really cool.” He slid off the desk with ease, offering you a wink. “Not sure what someone as smart as you is doing with Grandad here,” he joked.

He was kidding around. Roy knew that. Jamie loved to tease everyone, especially him. He was well-aware of the way Jamie admired him, as his childhood hero, as his coach, and, fuck it, fine, as his friend. Maybe it was all the joking from earlier, but Roy felt his face fall at Jamie’s teasing. He couldn’t help it; it was one thing for the guys to joke to his face, another to make a comment in front of you. He wouldn’t admit it even to himself, but some part of him was terrified you’d realize how brilliant you were, and how dull he was, and call the whole thing off.

Roy was so busy stewing in his childish embarrassment, he missed the way your eyebrows scrunched at Jamie, your mouth in a straight line. When you spoke, your voice was flat, maybe even a little angry, as you responded to the striker.

“I think,” you said slowly, “I’m going to dinner with him.” With that, you took Roy’s hand, hoping the adoration in your eyes would be enough to wipe that frown off his handsome features. “Ready, Roy?”

Roy nodded, but barely said a word as the two of you walked through the Dog Track, got into his car, and drove to the restaurant he’d been excitedly telling you about the day before. However, that excitement was nowhere to be seen as the two of you settled in and ordered some dinner. You cocked your head at him, wondering how someone who’d just coached such a great game could look so sullen- especially while on a date with someone he was supposed to really like.

“That match was incredible,” you offered, leaning forward with a smile. “Seriously, Roy. How do you do that? Being able to see the game unfold and know what plays to call, what players to have on the pitch. And all the preparation you have to do in advance. It’s like a really intense game of chess, with all those moving pieces, not knowing what the other side is going to do next.” You reached out and laid your hand on top of his. “Your team is so lucky to have you.”

His gaze avoided yours as he cleared his throat. “Dunno how much of it is me,” he chuckled hollowly. “I inherited a great team and have a really talented coaching staff.” He shrugged. “Sometimes I feel like I just… stand there and take up space.”

Now it was your turn to frown. This wasn’t the Roy Kent you met, the Roy Kent that teased you and smirked and made cocky comments just to make you laugh. Something had happened, something between the beginning of the match and the end, to make him so morose. Maybe something had happened in the match that you’d missed; you weren’t much of a sports fan before meeting Roy, you really only knew the basics, so it was possible what you thought was an incredible match was really something of a failure for him.

Maybe distracting him would help.

“I was telling Jamie Tartt about the conference I’m speaking at,” you tried again. “It’s this fantasy and pop culture thing. Kind of dorky,” you admitted. “But I’m really excited about my talk on Tolkien and his influence on modern cinema. My colleague was saying he really liked this one parallel I drew between Frodo and- well, I don’t want to spoil it.” You squeezed his hand. “You should come. I’ve seen you at work, now I want to show you what I do.” You shrugged. “Could even bring Jamie if you want.”

Roy nodded absently, not quite looking you in the eye. “Yeah, just make sure to get me a translator so I can understand what you’re saying.” His voice sounded like he was attempting to make a joke, but it fell flat. “Academics to neanderthal or some shit.”

That was enough of that, you decided. With a sigh, you leaned back, cocking your head at the gaffer and shooting him your sternest glare, the one you saved for students who didn’t know how to act like adults in your classroom. “Alright, Roy. What’s going on? You’re acting like you don’t want to be here, and, frankly, I don’t want to hang out with someone who doesn’t value my time.”

“I…” Roy let out a low growl and pinched the bridge of his nose. “You’re smart,” he finally blurted out. “Like, really, really fucking smart. You teach, and you’re published, and you speak in front of academic types who hang onto every word you say.” He released his nose and shook his head at you, embarrassment swimming in those brown eyes. “And I… played football. I coach football. That’s fucking it. I can’t stand the idea of you being embarrassed by the fact that I can’t keep up with you. That you’re going to turn around and realize I’m not smart enough for you.”

Your stomach twisted in knots as you took in the sight of him, looking devastated, like he was waiting for you to tell him he was right, he was a neanderthal, and that you didn’t think he was smart enough for you. If it wasn’t so sad, the picture of Roy looking so forlorn would be almost endearing.

“That,” you finally murmured, “might be the stupidest thing you’ve said since we met, Roy.” He nodded, a grimace covering his face as you went on. “Not smart enough for me?” you scoffed. “Roy, I think you’re brilliant.” You sighed and shook your head. “I mean, look at you today. I could never do what you do, managing an entire football team. And I’ve seen clips of you when you played, you were brilliant then too. Not just a skilled player, but a smart one. And from what you’ve said, you have great relationships with your players, with your niece and sister, hell even with your ex-girlfriend. That takes an emotional intelligence most people don’t have.”

“I mean-”

You shushed the gruff man. “’m not finished. And what’s this about you not being able to keep up with me? You read almost as much as I do, Roy. When you don’t know something, you immediately learn everything you can about it. You absolutely tore through ‘Le Morte d'Arthur’ after our first date so you could ask me about my King Arthur article.” A smile finally broke through your face. “So, unless this is some roundabout way of trying to say you don’t want to see me anymore, please stop insulting the man I’m dating and accept that there’s different kinds of intelligence. And I like your intelligence quite a bit.”

For a moment, you thought you may have completely overwhelmed Roy. He blinked at you with an unreadable expression before letting out a breathy chuckle. With raised eyebrows and something that looked close to a smile, he finally opened his mouth.

“I’ve just… never had such an intelligent girlfriend before,” he said slowly. “I’ve dated smart women. Driven women. But no one like you. It’s… a little scary, how brilliant you are.” That something close to a smile became a real grin as he intertwined his fingers with yours. “And really fucking sexy,” he added quickly.

Your heart skipped a beat with every word out of his mouth. “You’ve never had a nerdy girlfriend before, hmm?” you teased.

His expression was bashful, but absolutely pleased. “No,” he chuckled. “I haven’t.”

A smirk crossed your face as you batted your eyes at him. “Do you want a nerdy girlfriend?”

Those brown eyes were so soft, so full of affection as he nodded gently. “Yeah,” he breathed, raising those thick eyebrows at you. “I really fucking do.”

“That,” you hummed with a silly grin, “might be the smartest thing you’ve said all day, Roy.”

#request ❤️ #he's here he's there he's every fucking where #roy kent #roy kent x reader #roy kent fanfic #roy kent fic #roy kent fanfiction #roy kent imagine #ted lasso #ted lasso fic #ted lasso fanfic #ted lasso fanfiction

[sevenpoyo]

school headcanons for because i only got 3 more weeks

margo’s is so long even tho she got like 2 minutes of screen time bc i love her so much and she’s my gf

Margo Kess, 1610Miles, 42Miles, Gwen Stacy, Pavitr Prabhakar

margo kess / spiderbyte

ain’t shorty on zoom in the movie?

my girl dont attend class, she once shut down the entire blocks power so she would have an excuse to not be in class

eats in class all class everyday, only shares with you

takes really good notes and never studies them

like???? ma’am??? share???

all her electives are programming related and she pretends to busy while playing centipede all day

sends you 50 links to stuff you might like while ur in math

she got papers that let her opt out of gym

no matter how much you beg ur gonna be alone in gym and she doesn’t feel bad about it

popular with no friends type

like everyday 50 ppl stop you both and say hi

she only knows like 5 of their names she can’t stand half of them niggas

empty ass backpack like she got one notebook and one binder

all a’s and b’s like bitch how

her memory is absolutely ass but she can remember every story you told her or stuff that happened when y’all hang out

don’t ask her what she did in her class

don’t ask her if her class also has a history test

she don’t know

she don’t care

but she do know that when you were 8 your cousin burned ur thigh while y’all were playing iron vs knife fight

(u were dumb as hell for picking knife everyone knows iron always wins)

i looked it up on her word everybody uses those virtual avatars

she’ll shit on your class choices so damn hard

she just likes making fun of your choices fr

like half of ur conversation go;

damn i’m tired

u was up doing stupid shit last night you don’t get to complain

stfu that’s why ur a bitmoji

that’s why ur granny beat ur ass for something your brother did when you were 9

i hate telling u shit

then stop telling me shit

(i have no clue how accurate this is to her character but i need to write about her i’m in love but damn it’s long)

1610 miles / spider-man 2 lmao

book bag full locker full but never has a pencil

writes notes assignments and homework in paint pen ink don’t ask this nigga for notes

(he gets nigga treatment but not my queen margo bc i got favorites)

he miss mad classes but somehow still solid attendance record???

somehow always present in the record he miss 40 days and get caught on like 6 of them

unless his mom make breakfast and lunch on her day off for him he eating the most random shit from the bodega closest to visions

like what do you mean you got a cosmic brownie and a cold chopped cheese from last night ? it’s literally 7 in the morning no i don’t want none

makes you hype him up every time he slap boxes people and he’s so ass at it

he be ashy with no lotion atleast 5 times every month it’s embarrassing

he calls visions his white people school to his parents and his friends

once he said it to gwen and they sat in literal complete silence for like 10 minutes

prolly took music theory because he thought it would be easy and switched out of that shit so fast

i’d be so mean to him for enjoying physics

like this nigga trying to make something of him self

lil einstein ass nigga

he understands color theory but can’t explain it

12 half full sketchbooks but at school he literally draw on computer paper he don’t let the sketch book leave his bag

i know he’s ass at watercolor, he always spills shit, the colors always end up brown

try’s to be interested in your class choices bc he wants to know stuff he can talk about with you

when you first meet he can’t take meaner jokes bc he thinks that you mean them

but one day he’s gets comfortable, and brutal

no one in your life is safe when he looses a video game

except your mom

rio taught him better than that

42 miles / the prowler

comes to school with no school related supplies in his bag unless you count art stuff

finds a pencil on his way to class

has a change of clothes, rat tail comb, 3 bottles of water, a camera, a flashlight, lotion and cocoa butter.

like bro ur going to Ap Art not a camping trip

once he pulled out a griddle and and pancake mix and y’all started making pancakes in class

forgets his metro pass every day and gets so pissed ab it

runs into people in the hallway bc he’s never paying attention

idk if he goes to visions but if he does he calls it his white people school with his full chest to anybody even if they’re white

he be leaving halfway through the day all the time like bro you miss algebra 2 every damn day

uncle arron always talking him out of school with some bullshit reason

bro’s had his tonsils out 8 times on the school’s records

He will get ur parents to put his uncle on ur pickup list and you will be out of there with him

he will YELL if someone step on his shoes no matter what the situation like the school could be on fire and he fighting in the burning building

also his uniform is so pristine

his pants stiff

that button down is bleached ironed pressed and allat

this mfer is an online shopping addict u just know he be on amazon in class

will offer you the weirdest food combos like no i don’t want to put tajin mangoes on my beef patty i’m sick of you nigga

not school related but he’s super good with kids (both miles fr) but he’s the #1 little cousin defender and apologists

he ride for them always one of ur little cousins could sucker punch u and he be like

‘they just want u to play with them’

he takes a preforming arts class for fun prolly

loves sports but doesn’t play one understands the stats well and would help if you played one

wakes up at the asscrack of dawn on weekends

SICK ASS COSTUME FOR HOLLOWEEN IK THIS NIGGA LOVE HOLLOWEEN

plans costumes for school spirit weeks but always checks to seen if he’s gonna be the only one wearing a costume for it

never eats lunch unless his mom makes it he be hungry all day and be complaining

his socks are never in uniform (yes some uniform schools have sock rules)

gwen stacy / spider woman / ghost spider

idk what to call her

she has every snack you could ever want in her lunch bag

hates her music theory teacher

she literally has the most pristine locker with a calendar and a mirror and all that shit will write down test for you and important dates for the both of you

goes to school plays and shits on the story, like she ain’t pay 5 dollars to be there

some of her teachers hate her

like ma’am ur beefing with a whole 16 year old rn

she hate english teachers but love creative writing teachers

she keeps all her books in her locker never brings them home never brings them to class

always comes through with an extra pad no matter what

she also always has hand sanitizer

in like 4 extracurricular after school things and complains so bad

ur starting to hate that shit to ur sick of hearing it like girl quit then

10/10 cameraman she has every fight and every drama in 10khd and she will share them if you ask

she chews her pens and nails

has her drumsticks out always teachers have banned her from taking them to their classes

can watch tv on her phone but look focused you think she’s paying attention but then you look over and she’s watching good luck charlie

pavitr prabhakar / spider-man india

always late for class never in trouble

always eating and sharing food and never in trouble

how is he blessed like this? it ain’t fair

eats from the school vending machines or begs other ppl to share

will always have and share the homework answers no matter what he’s an angel

his sock always have holes in them like sir please get that shit together

gym try hard ik goes insane in football/soccer

very encouraging for shit u don’t wanna do he believes in you

you him and Gayatri talk so much shit but are somehow all well liked

he tells you what teachers are dating (he can just tell)

he has toothpaste in his bag for some reason?? i can just feel this one

his aunt will let you come over after school she’s so sweet to you.

always got a job at school assemblies

he’s reading poems or shaking hand or leading in the school pledge or something

Pav’s is short because i have no fucking clue if school in India is different form america and Barbados

#miles morales x reader #42 miles morales #margo kess x reader #gwen stacy x reader #pavitr prabhakar x reader #pavitr my beloved #atsv x reader #atsv spoilers #spider byte x reader #the prowler x reader #42 miles morales x reader

[frecklystars]

Ok I need to vent real quick and then I’m going offline again

So I met Steve Blum. It went well. I should be happy. He said everything I’d want him to say. And I feel so fucking numb like… nothing changed I��m never gonna get Starscream back it’s so hopeless. If I felt nothing while talking to Starscream and hearing his voice telling me he loves me and would never hurt me, well. what could possibly heal me??? absolutely nothing :’)

I’ll make a proper post about what happened later bc maybe I’ll feel better in a few days but. Y’know it was all good stuff and yet I’m like. Numb. Gwen (Steve’s agent) recognized me on sight. I gave her my art and she got so excited, knew me by name immediately, she ran around the counter and hugged me so tight. And she said “I’ve shown my friends your art!!! I saved it into my phone!! Steve and I have talked about you!!!” and she ran to Steve and said “oh my god look what Keri made for me! Do you remember Keri? She’s the one who made those keychains!“blah blah blah 16 minutes worth of conversation and eventually I said “yeah I’m the little Starflower girl from cameos” and he, without hesitation, slipped into Starscream’s voice and said with a “psh” smirk “well of course I remember that!” and I was like. Wow. That’s so cool. I should be feeling good about that. I was just so depressed. I thought wow my starlight is right there and I feel absolutely fucking nothing. Steve remembers me but, no maybe he’s just saying that actually, maybe he doesn’t remember me and he’s just being nice

I bought a video from him and a print. For the print I got spike Spiegel, with him writing my ship tag “what ever happens happens… just happy to have you at all” and here’s the thing. He drew me. For free. Gwen came up to him and said “throw in a free drawing” it’s supposed to be an extra fee but she said not to charge me “because that’s Keri!” 🥺 and he. drew me. Steven Jay Blum drew me with my Barbie earrings and my freckles. He drew lots of freckles. Drew me with a big big big smile. Drew me next to spike. It’s the cutest doodle in the world and they gave it to me for free simply because I’m??? thee Keri???

And for the video he asked if I wanted anything specific and I very briefly told him what happened to me, that STSC was a cptsd trigger, that I missed him so terribly, and my voice was so shaky and I felt so stupid on the verge of tears. He didn’t even hesitate or make a face or anything he totally listened and the he was like “i can absolutely have Starscream say he loves you, no problem.” He kept asking if I wanted to be in the video with him and I said each time “no thats okay I don’t have to be in the video. You can record yourself just holding my phone. Like a cameo” and he said “oh just myself! Okay” but he walked around and put his arm around me and asked AGAIN “do you want to?” and I was like. Oh. He is really checking repeatedly if I don’t want to be in this. Maybe he wants me to be in the video. like maybe he thinks it’ll help me or something. and it reminded me of the last time we met and he would ask if I wanted to be in the video and I’d say I didn’t have to be and I’d leave the choice up to him, and then he had said “you can’t have starlight without his little Starflower” and pulled me into the video with him

And so now I have this video of Starscream saying “Keri, my little Starflower, we meet again... I love you”—“ growling/snarling through gritted teeth— “I miss you!” And some other stuff I’m too tired to say but I’ll include it in my later post. Starlight was. Big angry. Nobody separates him from his little Starflower, bitch. And then he ended the video by blowing a big long kiss with Starscream’s voice making a smooch noise “mmmmwah!!! I love you, Starflower!!”

And I should have felt good. We were supposed to take a selfie together, I paid 50 bucks for it but we ALL fucking forgot ☠️ whatever I have a selfie with him already I guess and I’m just. So depressed I don’t care. And he said thank you for flying all this way and thank you for the art and like. Other stuff I’ll talk about later. His wife likes my art too. God. I should feel good. I have 16 minutes worth of him being so kind and I feel nothing. Before we left I paused and asked “will you… will you please reassure me, um, Starscream would never hurt me” and he looked me in the eye and leaned in and said in Starscream’s voice “I, Starscream, would never hurt my Keri”

And I should feel good but I don’t. And I didn’t expect this to fix me of course but I’m so. Numb. Dude what the fuck is wrong with me. I feel so awful and I’ve been crying on and off since we left and I’m just a wreck. I miss Starscream so fucking bad. I didn’t even think of Ken today, it’s not the same. Ken is my main F/O right now but my love with him feels like… pebbles compared to what I had with my Starlight. He was my biggest comfort and he’s just. Gone. My brain won’t allow me to have this. I am trying so so so so hard to tell myself to feel good, but I’ve spent a year associating TF with feeling horrible and unsafe, now I am just absolutely devastated. Every single day I miss Starscream like a phantom limb. Every single day I cry over him. Every single fucking day I am missing such a huge piece of me. I’m just too fuckiing broken beyond repair. If the official voice actor can’t make me feel better I don’t think anything can. I listened to all of my cameos again and I just feel. nothing. I remember I used to stay up late looping my cameos and feeling so wholeheartedly loved and cherished. That’s fucking ruined. I’ll never feel that way again. I’ll never ever fucking feel that way ever again. He’s gone and km never going to feel safe or loved with any F/Os ever again and you’d think I’d accept that by now bc it’s been a year but I can’t. I miss Starscream so fucking bad I miss him more than anhthing and he’s gone. he’s gone

#delete later #vent

[ryuttaeng]

helloo, can i request for possessive/obsessed! dom! yeji x sub! ryujin? like theyve broken up before bcs yeji messed things up and they crossed paths agn aft a few yrs of separating

btw ur works are *chefs kiss* <3

pairing: ryeji; yeji x ryujin

WARNINGS: yandere, smut, unhealthy obsession, abuse, chocking, heavy themes, toxic relationships, death threats, pet names, fingering, hickeys, strong language/swearing, please do not read if sensitive/uncomfortable with such themes!

summary: having feelings for your ex through months or years even is normal, right? wanting everyone you see with your ex was dead - isn’t. but can you blame Yeji? invited to some party and staring at your ex-girlfriend talking with some guy, who obviously wants to fuck her wasn’t the pleasant sight to look at. standing up to reach them, making her way through the crowd, finally reaching her ex after years of split up, smiling softly to that guy.

genre: smut, yandere

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His eyes literally fucked her and she seemed to enjoy that. He’s flirting - she flirts with him too. Didn’t he knew that she’s taken? His hand caressed her thighs, slowly moving it up, dangerously close, too much close, everything was too much, their contact and how he moved forward to…

“Excuse me, I need some kind of help and I need her help. Sorry!” Yeji stood behind Ryujin’s back, her hand resting on her shoulder. Younger girl froze, not wanting to think about who is behind her. She remembers that voice all too well, too well for her to forget. “Uh… Maybe I can help…” that guy obviously tried to make Yeji leave, but she refused to accept his ‘help’. “No, I need her help. Now, excuse me.” she took her hand, leading her away from that guy.

Ryujin couldn’t believe what’s happening right now. Her ex-girlfriend just ‘rose up from the dead’ and now she led her somewhere. After 3 years since they broke up? Impossible. But by the grip on her hand, she could say that it was pretty real, and by the time she just finished analysing what’s going on, Yeji already locked them up in bathroom.

Yeji locked the door, making sure that nobody would disturb them, turning around to see her ex properly. “What the fuck? Why am I here?” younger asked her, looking pissed off, annoyed and confused. Yeji smiled, grinned mischievously, slowly walking forward to her. “My Ryuddaeng. Do you know how long I have been waiting to see you again? That close?” Ryujin gulped, slowly moving away from Yeji. “What are you talking about? We’ve broke up 3 years ago!” she yelled. “I know, 3 years 2 months and 13 days. I’m sorry.” she whispered the last part of her sentence, pissing off younger. “You’re… sorry? Sorry for cheating on me? Sorry for fucking that girl in our bed? You’re still ignorant as you were back then!” Ryujin raised her hand, slapping Yeji.

“…You shouldn’t have done that.” Ryujin gasped, as Yeji grabbed her neck. “You don’t think that I don’t know that you and that guy fucking sometimes, right? I know that you’ve been friends with benefits for few months already. If you think that you’re gonna continue do that with him, you’re wrong.” Yeji’s grip on her neck tightened, making it even harder to breathe. Ryujin hold her hand, trying to remove it from her neck but failed. “You know, I’d rather see you dead than to be with another person.” finally, eventually Yeji lets go, letting her breathe.

Ryujin coughed several times, catching her breath, her elbows on bathroom counter. Yeji grabs her shoulder, turning her around. Smiling at the bruises she left on her neck, Yeji place a kiss on younger’s cheek. “You know the rules. As long as you are a good girl, you’re getting rewarded. Trying to get away from me - you’re getting a punishment.” Ryujin could only nod in agreement, already knowing she doesn’t have any other choice. “That’s my good girl. My and no one else’s.”

Yeji leaned forward, connecting her lips with Ryujin’s, her fingers in her hair, pushing her head forward to deepen the kiss. Younger girl reciprocated, breathing deeply. Yeji made her sit on the counter, her hands caressing Ryujin’s thighs. Pulling up her skirt, rubbing her clit through underwear fabric, receiving from younger a moan. Slipping her hand under her panties, instantly sinking in two fingers, Yeji placed her lips lower. Leaving hickeys all over Ryujin’s neck along with bruises, she started to thrust in and out, almost fully pulling out to thrust back into full length.

“F-Fuck…” Ryujin breathed out, as she clenched down on her fingers. “You still have feelings for me, don’t you?” she asked softly, looking up at her. Yeji’s movements didn’t seem to slow down, making it hard for Ryujin to answer properly. “N-No, I don’t… Don’t have feelings for… you.” she said, receiving a mischievous smile in response. “Lying? I said you to be a good girl. Don’t underestimate me, I know you have been checking my socials.”

Yeji speed up her pumps in and out, receiving a loud moan in response, her thumb swipes over her clit, making Ryujin squirm from her touch. “Okay, yes, maybe I still do have feelings for you, fuck!” these words made Yeji feel so happy, making her smiling widely. Even though, she have been craving for these words since their split up for 3 years. “I love you too, darling. Cum, cum for me, babe.” Ryujin came with loud moan and Yeji letting her to ride out her orgasm, looking at her.

Breathing deeply, Ryujin closed her eyes. Yeji placed soft kisses all over her face, helping her get up from the counter. She had to cover her bruises and hickeys from others eyes, leaving bathroom, holding Ryujin’s hand in hers. Finally, after three years of waiting for her come back, she’s finally with her, forever.

#itzy smut #itzy yeji #itzy hard hours #itzy imagines #itzy ryujin #itzy hard thoughts #ryujin x yeji #yeji smut #ryujin smut #kpop smut #yeji x ryujin

[suchacomet]

do you know if the baseball scenes in a league of their own were done by the actresses or by professionals? i can't find articles about it and i'm kind of curious your opinion as a sports person (sorry, i only know you from your analysis posts about the baseball aspects of the series)

omg i’m flattered you think i’m qualified to answer this question… i’m no professional commentator or even really a super avid baseball fan—the most i follow sports is college softball and then i only watch the championships bc godDAMN do those girls know how to play but godDAMN do i not have time to follow a whole season of pro sports—but i’m happy to share my personal beliefs on this topic, which boil down to: a little bit of both, i think!

in a bunch of interviews the actors have talked about doing baseball training and learning to play baseball as part of their prep for shooting the show (for example this interview which also has the bit where kelly mccormack talks about now much fun she had shooting the bar scene w roberta colindrez ❤️). plus there are, obviously, moments where we see the actors playing—scenes that come to mind are jess’s jump + barehand catch and throw to first, max’s barehand catch in the last episode, and the splits catch that one of the other peaches does at tryouts.

but there’s no way they didn’t use stunt doubles, especially for scenes like the runner mowing down carson at home plate or any of the slides. and honestly, most of the pitches, throws, and hits are probably either stitched-together cuts of multiple takes or cgi to get the ball where it needs to go. from a filmmaking standpoint, it’s just impractical to do anything else—no producer wants to do thirty takes of a pitch until it actually is a strike, no actor wants to worry about hitting to center left vs center right when they should be focusing on staying in character and being present in the scene, no editor wants to sift through hours of takes that are unusable because the ball just isn’t where it’s supposed to be.

there are definitely moments where they spliced together a bad play to make it look like a good one. the best example i can think of is this stop from jess:

obviously i can’t be certain, and it could just be the angle of the shot playing tricks on me, but it wouldn’t surprise me if jess/kelly mccormack overshot her lunge in that first wide shot and missed the ball. i can’t quite put my finger on it but it just doesn’t look like she’s gonna catch the ball to me. they cut quick enough and well enough to the close-up where she does make the catch that the audience really doesn’t notice the cover-up (if there actually is one), so it works.

same with this pitch from max! i don’t see anything wrong with the form necessarily but i highly doubt that exact pitch matches the ball landing perfectly in carson’s glove in the next shot. the angle of the ball traveling in the first shot doesn’t match the one in the second shot. but again, with the editing and the fact that what we’re really focusing on in this shot is their faces, it doesn’t register as being faked

also there’s for sure “errors” in some gameplay—i’m at work so i don’t have the time or ability to get screenshots but i distinctly remember someone walking back from running through first on the inside of the baseline/within bounds and being like AUGH NO THEYRE GONNA TAG YOU OUT but no one reacting, and i’m sure if i really thought about it i could come up with more examples. but having been in an editing room many a time, i get having to sacrifice a little bit of continuity or being 100% error-free in order to prioritize the best performances or the pacing of the scene

i don’t think it takes away from the show at all to do this btw! this is a fictional baseball series, not a baseball game. molding the shape of the game and the plays to serve the narrative and reflect the characters is the name of the game. if i wanted to watch people actually play baseball, i’d turn on an mlb game, you know? the baseball serves the story, not the other way around, and if that means cheating pitches and catches then so be it. it’s all part of filmmaking.

all that being said, i DO think the training the actors did does show in the series! it makes them look confident and natural on the diamond. like look at this still of geena davis from the original movie:

i love this movie. i love this movie so much. but jesus christ that is one of the worst batting forms i’ve ever seen in my life. her elbows aren’t bent enough; her back elbow should be angled higher; the bat should be held at a lower angle; her hands should be tucked much closer to her head/cheek area; her stance is too narrow and she looks so off-balance that a breeze would knock her over; she’s got some weird torque going on in her hips and torso that i can’t figure out but it looks a) uncomfortable b) weak and c) like she’s scared of the ball.

compare that to shirley’s form. i love shirley’s form and her batting prep. she lines herself up properly to the plate. she looks back to check her back elbow is in the right place. she leans back into her stance. it’s still stiff like geena davis, but that comes from shirley’s character, not the actor’s lack of skill/familiarity with the sport. and honestly shirley’s whole at-bat ritual with the tapping and the shirt tug and all not only makes sense for her as a nervous, compulsive character, but is SOOOO accurate to baseball players. i had a routine like that (not as complex but the whole having to do the same thing before every swing is so real)

(you know i gotta include a lupe image here) with the angle here it’s hard to tell whether that pitch is actually a strike, but it doesn’t matter bc she looks confident and capable! in her face she looks like she’s putting force into the pitch and with the leg kick, the glove point, and the follow through, she’s believable as a star pitcher

i think that’s the value of training your actors. i don’t think everyone can be, or even should be a tom cruise-type do-all-their-own-stunts actor. to get an entire team’s worth of actors (multiplied a few times, if you went all out and also trained the minor character and all the extras from the other teams) to a professional ball-playing standard, it would take years of training and millions/billions of dollars that i’d rather the production team use elsewhere to make a compelling narrative with high production value. but having the actors do SOME baseball training really pays off in these moments where we feel like we’re actually seeing these women play ball, even when we really aren’t.

i remember watching the original movie and laughing at the characters’ forms. it broke suspension of disbelief for me and again, even though i love that movie, it’s so clear to me that the way the women look (read: pretty/palatable to a cishet male audience) was more important than making them look like ball players. like i said earlier, geena davis looks like a rookie who’s scared of being hit by the ball, which completely undercuts her whole character. in aloto the show, they look like ball players—they look like fucking stellar professional ball players

(credit to @ropoto and @hikarielizabethbloom for the gorgeous gifs!)

#aloto #a league of their own #sorry i am gonna tag all the characters i mentioned here i love to be annoying #jess mccready #max chapman #carson shaw #shirley cohen #lupe garcía #hey nonny nonny #blah.txt

[morganupstead]

Some first thoughts of Bridgerton season 3???

I will have more thoughtful convos but there’s are the things I can’t get over.

1. Season 3 Colin is a pirate I don’t know why I don’t make the rules it just is

2. I absolutely love Francesca. LOVE LOVE LOVE HER SO MUCH. Not sure how I feel about the 2 suitors she has (I haven’t read the books so i don’t have that knowledge)

3. The Mondrich’s are so underrated and I love they’re getting more screen time. Especially Alice she is such a incredible woman.

4. I knew it was never gonna work but I liked Lord Debling. While it lasted it was endearing.

5. So far…. Penelope’s best outfit has been the green number she enters the ball in in episode 1. SHE LOOKS ETHEREAL AND PERFECT SND I WANT A REPLICA FOR MYSELF.

6. Cressida Cowper frustrates the hell out of me. She has one redeeming moment only to throw it all away the next and Eloise is still trying to help her to no avail UGH. I want her to redeem herself but I don’t know it will happen.

3. Kanthony is as perfect and lovely as I’d imagined and I have no notes so far. I love them.

4. I need to know why Lady Danbury doesn’t approve of her brother, bc right now I’m vibing with this whole Violet thing but what I don’t know might be really important character development 🙃

5. Benedict Bridgerton continues to be hot. Don’t understand how but he defies all logic for this show and is so attractive. I’m intrigued about his relationship with the blonde widow (can’t remember her name)

6. Colin Bridgerton does not get to turn Penelope Featherington’s life upside down and then just propose. Boy needs to do way more than that to get on Lady Whisteldown’s good graces.

7. I hope to god Eloise and Pen find their way back to each other bc I can’t stand it anymore i miss them so much.

There so much but at the same time there’s not enough and I need more

#bridgerton spoilers #bridgerton

[mokushiyami]

What are some of the big differences between the anime and manga of Revolutionary Girl Utena? I've heard several times that the manga is rather weak compared to the anime but it's hard to find anything about it online.

Where do i even start? Sometimes it doesn’t even feel like the same story but i might not remember all the details because it’s been a long time since i read the manga for the last time. Also this is only about the main series i’m not gonna get into after the revolution and adolescence.

-Nanami and Shiori are not characters in the manga. Shiori does appear in the side story though

- The black rose saga again is just a side story, it doesn’t hold the same importance

- Touga’s character. The manga is a lot more forgiving to him than the anime, largely because nanami is not there so we don’t get him emulating akio in relation to his own sister and he seems to be more “awake” than the others

- Juri’s character. I’m not gonna go into super details but in the manga she’s in love with Touga…

- IIRC Miki’s affections are not towards Anthy but towards Utena and he is, well he is worse in the manga imo

- Utena is not that different, save for the ending

- Anthy and Akio have a very different backstory, there are no swords of hatred

- There is no projection motif which in turn makes Dios and The Castle semi-real, a construction of Anthy’s power

- The student council goes up to the castle with Utena and Anthy, the other three get locked up in coffins to protect them but Touga is with them to the very end giving us the idea that Touga is the next to leave

- The “good dios” and “bad dios” are a bit more literal in the manga. As in Akio says they are two souls who share a body and Akio himself tried to kill the good Dios when he kept on helping others

- Utena sort of kills Akio? Like slashes him across the chest unites him with the “good dios” which makes him cease to exist.

- Anthy… well anthy has more outwards agency for one. Unfortunately that manifests in the way of her damning herself to the rose bride fate and not it being a result of… well everything else, the swords of hatred and everything. However it is very much implied that she is the only thing that keeps this whole show running, it is her power at the end of the day that keeps dios alive (anthy says dios gave her the power but also neither of these people are reliable narrators).

- The manga is a lot less revolutionary (ha ha) than the show. While in the show you learn that the concept of the prince is futile, manga utena maintains her belief in the prince until the very end, she tells anthy “i will end as your prince” and takes the place that dios was occupying so far

- Because Akio basically dies, there’s no satisfying scene of Anthy telling him she’s leaving. Instead we see that after the castle has collapsed, no one but Anthy and Touga remember Utena. Anthy now wears a boy’s uniform and is basically living in honor of Utena. As the castle was collapsing a rose ring falls to her and it calls her name. Anthy says she is going to search for Utena bc as long as she has the rose she knows she’s out there. We do get a panel of them reuniting so that’s cool i guess.

That’s all that i can remember atm. All in all, i’d say if you have watched the series and have a couple of hours to spare you can read it. It’s probably online somewhere, and it’s only like 6 or 7 chapters and like 700 pages

#rgu #revolutionary girl utena #anthy himemiya #utena tenjou

[minimoefoe]

Thirteen Era Rewatch: Fugitive of the Judoon

I'm re-watching Thirteen's era in lead up to the Centenary and since this is likely going to be my last full re-watch for a while I thought I'd do a post on each ep where I just go over all the things I love, hate or just have some general thoughts on.

Lee and Ruth’s relationship is actually so interesting to me it’s unreal like I wanna know every detail. Like we’re they in a relationship pre-chameleon or we’re they just friends? Did this relationship happen randomly or was it planned?

How does the fugitive Doctor feel about him once she’s back to being the Doctor? I NEED ANSWERS

I love Ruth at the beginning of this ep, Jo Martin is just so great I love her

Them sitting on the stairs like that is not the vibe like 13’s TARDIS is just not really homey like all the prev ones

13 is chef’s kiss in this first scene. And so are the fam.

I actually love the shopkeeper in this ep he has no business being as funny as he is

I love the first confrontation with the Judoon and also their reaction to Graham going missing is so good. This versus LotSD where 13 is like I’m too busy tryna woo Yaz idc that Dan has ran off lmao

JB being a twat hasn’t ruined Jack’s return for me, I still think his reveal scene is cool and it still kinda gets me. Tho nowhere near like it did the first time lol

Love how Jack is playing it cool and joking around with ‘the Doctor’ (Graham) but the second he hugs him you can see on his face that this is kinda big for him and he missed the Doctor a lot

Convenient that the Doctor doesn’t say her name for the whole of that scene with Lee and Ruth and also doesn’t say it when she’s with Ruth later on. Not a huge issue. But it’s defo noticeable imo. I also kinda wonder how Lee would’ve reacted to her saying her name tbh

I wonder if when 13 found out who Ruth was she kinda thought back to Ruth’s relationship with Lee and was like wait, that was me. Or if it made her think of all the other people she has no memory of. Literally like Twelve forgetting Clara but on steroids

I think Jack accidentally picking up everyone who isn’t the Doctor is kinda funny. I remember when the ep first aired I REALLY just wanted him to meet 13 but it doesn’t really bother me now, maybe bc we know he comes back and meets her in RotD but also bc of the other big stuff in the ep, I don’t think them not coming face to face is a big deal. Like if no other cool stuff happened I’d be disappointed but bc cool stuff DID happen so idrc. I think Jack is a cool surprise that then makes the other surprise even bigger

No you don’t loves

13 telling Ruth she’s her best hope versus her going on to do all the searching for her past alone and having no one (except Yaz but obvs 13 doesn’t let her in)

TARDIS reveal is cool I literally don’t care that it’s a bit of a coincidence that the Fugitive Doctor’s TARDIS also happened to get stuck like that

The way the Fugitive Doctor got changed before coming out to reveal herself is so funny

Her glasses !!! She’s so cool

The whole first scene on the Fugitive Doctor’s TARDIS is great they have such a cool dynamic

A scene of all female time lords feels cool and important idk

I love Gat tbh, rip queen

Her face kills me she’s actually so fucked up from all that

Obsessed with this final scene. Them asking questions, 13 being messed up, having a go at Ryan, them not taking it, them giving her pep talk, FAMILY, her face when Ryan says she’s the Doctor. It’s true chef’s kiss

#doctor who #thirteenth doctor #fugitive doctor #ryan sinclair #yasmin khan #graham o'brien #dw meta #nataliechats

[hit-em-with-the-four]

Lifetime of Waiting *Chapter 10*

Anthony Beauvillier & Mathew Barzal X OFC!

I’m back….. well sort of. I posted this a few days ago to A03 and forgot to post it here so I am so sorry I’m late but here we are.

Chapter 10

Tessa as she lays on the laps of her soulmates cannot help but think about all that she has encountered throughout her life to get to where she was today and how comfortable she was with her situation. She was grateful for the men who have come before Mat and Anthony and was grateful for the men whom she gets to spend the rest of her days with. The trio were just sitting in the basement watching movies on a stormy day in BC, Anthony holding Tessa’s head in his lap and Mat with her feet on his.

“What’s on your mind?” Anthony asks, noticing the deep in thought look that had seemed to have glazed over her eyes.

“I am just thinking of how lucky I am to have you boys and everyone who has come before you two. Everyone has played such an important role in my life and I can never repay some of them.” She says, closing her eyes as some tears escape.

“Hey, hey, it is okay. We are so lucky to have you too and I am sure we can track some of them down to thank them if you wanted? Do a tour and go see them?”

“Most of them are dead, I am old, remember. My latest boyfriend before you guys was a long time ago, he is probably in his 40’s now? Something like that, the last person I was with was named Hudson Finnigan.” Mat’s eyes widen and he looks at her.

“Hudson Finnigan from Ireland who moved to Canada when he was young?” Tessa looks at him and wipes her eyes.

“Yes, how did you know?”

“I know where you can find him.”

“You know him?!”

“He was an important person in my life actually, he was my hockey coach. He settled here with his soulmate and has three children.” Tessa’s eyes widen and she looks at him excitedly.

“Really? Do you think he would want to meet up?!”

“Let me ask him and see. I am sure he would love to meet up with you.” She launches herself at him and kisses his face excitedly.

“Fuck, I love you so so much baby.”

“I love you too Tess. So fucking much, i’d do anything to make you happy.” He chuckles, his hands holding her waist tightly.

“When you can, please text him. Don’t give it away that i am around incase he doesn’t want to see me.”

“Why wouldn’t he?”

“I don’t know, I am his ex-girlfriend. He found his soulmate and dumped me, which is not his fault as I would have done the same but it just makes me feel crappy and I felt so bad because I felt like a homewrecker.”

“Why would you be a homewrecker?”

“Because he was in a relationship when he met his soulmate and somehow I felt it was my fault and that he was cheating before he even met his soulmate.”

“That’s crazy baby, there’s no way he would think of you as a homewrecker.”

“Really? How can you be sure.”

“I just know babe.”

“If you’re so sure.” She looks at him unsure of what he was saying. Mat contacted Hudson and he was more than happy to get together. He actually insisted that Mat came over to his house for dinner and Mat asked if he could bring a friend and a girlfriend. Hudson knew Anthony from speaking to him about hockey and his development. He was however surprised that Mat was bringing a girl with him as he had not seen in media or social media anything regarding a girl. Mat, Anthony and Tessa arrive at Hudson’s house holding some wine and some hors d'oeuvre. Hudson’s wife opens the door and ushers them in.

“Welcome Mat, it’s so good to see you again.” She says giving him a hug. “Anthony, its so nice to meet you.” She gives him a hug and then turns to Tessa. “You look really familiar. It’s nice to meet you, I am Tiffany.” She gives Tessa a hug and Tessa hugs back.

“It’s nice to meet you, I am Tessa.” 

“Tessa. Hudson’s ex-girlfriend was Tessa. Does your mom have the same name?”

“Tiff, who’s at the door?” Hudson comes over to his wife and Tessa gasps. Hudson looks exactly the same as he did when they were younger, he’s a little more grey at the temples and his green eyes have more laugh lines than they did when they were younger but for the most part he looks the same. “Tessy?”

“Hi Huds.” She smiles, tears pooling in her eyes. Hudson looks at her in disbelief and then pulls her into him and hugs her tightly. 

“Is that really you?! I thought you were lying when you said you were cursed!”

“I’d never lie about that, but I can begin to age now.”

“You found them finally?” 

“I did, they’re why we’re here.” She pulls away and stands back with Anthony and Mathew. Tiffany looks at Tessa in disbelief as well. How was this woman the same as the one that Hudson had dated many years prior?

“How is this possible?” She asks. 

“I can explain if you’d like to go somewhere a little more private than the front door? I just want to keep it as secret as I can.”

“For sure, shall we go into the living room?” Hudson cannot keep his eyes off of Tessa, as if to make sure that she was really there and not hallucinating.

“Of course, thank you.” Tiffany and Hudson lead the way after the trio toe off their shoes. They sit down on the couch and the boys place one of their hands on Tessa’s thigh as a way to comfort her and show her that they are there if she needs them. 

“So how did this happen?” Tiffany asks as soon as they are settled. 

“So, I was born in 1880 in the United States. My parents were not wealthy and I was sick. Being their first born, they did everything in their power to keep me alive. This meant going to a witch who specialized in keeping sickly children and adults alive. The witch was crooked though, she told my parents how sick I was and told them that the only way I was to live was to perform this ritual and there was no guarantee that I was to live. The problem with that is that they didn’t let my parents know that by performing this ritual, the witch would put their curse onto me and I would be stuck with the curse of not aging until I met my soulmates. That’s why I look the same as I did when I was in the 90’s before Hudson had met you Tiffany. As soon as he did he broke up with me and I don’t ever blame him, it was easier for me to have to leave because I knew that he would be safe and happy without me because he had you. And to me, that’s better than anything I could have ever given him or given myself. Until I had met my soulmates of course, now I get to know what it is like to be in love unconditionally. I have lived over 120 years and have witnessed many terrible things with those that I love dying, leaving and so many terrible things. And yet I would go through that all again if it meant I could meet and experience everything I have. That curse was the best and worst thing but I don’t blame the witch for doing what they did. They only did it because they wanted a life for themselves. They got it and now so do I.” Tessa shrugs looking at Hudson and Tiffany as she speaks. She laid everything on the line for the first time in forever and it felt so good. “I’m going to be real, the time I spent with you Huds was the best time of my life. And will be what I carry through my entire life. You brought me so much joy when I was down on myself and your parents brought me in and treated me like their own daughter, until they actually died and for that I am so grateful. They understood who I was and kept my secret for as long as they knew. That night in Palm Beach where we talked about our hopes and dreams and you said you wanted three daughters, Celeste, Patricia and Marie with your perfect soulmate. That stayed with me for all this time, because I wanted you to be happy. I felt like such a homewrecker when you met Tiffany because you were not single. I felt as though I had ruined something for you before it had even begun.” Tessa grips both boys' hands in support. 

“You’re not a homewrecker Tessa.” Tiffany says, her hand grasping Hudson’s as they listen to Tessa pour her heart out to them all. “I never ever thought of you like that, ever. You were such a huge part of Hudson’s life that I never resented you. I never wished for anything negative to happen to you because you moulded Hudson into the man that he is today.” She says and Tessa’s eyes meet hers. 

“Really?” Tessa asks in disbelief. Tiffany nods her head. 

“Yes of course, you were his first love and will always be. You were there for him before I was in the picture and I will always be so grateful.”

“I am so grateful for him and all that he taught me. He helped me become the woman that I am for these men. I wish I was better to him than I was but I was a little jaded by not finding my soulmates. I mean when I met Hudson, I had been alive for over 100 years and so while I loved him I was frustrated that he was not my soulmate. The problem with that was because of that, when he found you I was accepting but very bitter and may have said things to him that I wish I could have taken back.”

“I understood back then why you were like that and why you felt that way. That’s okay and I never took it offensively. I knew many people that were angry with me for finding my soulmate before them. Now that I know that you were much older than me and had been looking for your soulmate for so long I cannot blame you for being as upset with me as you were. You did not deserve to not know them and your suffering is not in vain. I am happy that you found them now and am so grateful that you’ve learned who they are and what they can do to help you. Because Tessa, you deserve so much more than what any of us could have given you. The one thing that I know now that I have been around for as long as I have with Tiffany is that having a soulmate is unlike anything that I have ever experienced in my life and I will forever be grateful for what she has taught me through the years. I have grown and become a better person because of her and her love. This is much like what you will experience with Anthony and Mat and you deserve it. When you left and never came back and I never heard from you I was worried because it was as if you had vanished out of thin air. If I had not had photos with you in it, I would have thought that I had made up your existence.”

“I could not show my face after a while because everyone we had hung out with were growing older and yet, here I was still stuck in a 23 year old body. I had to hide and eventually drop off the face of the earth. I did not want to but it comes with the territory of being cursed.” Tessa’s eyes are stuck on Hudson as the pair talk, while their soulmates watch the interaction.

“We would have understood.”

“I have been 23 for many years and the one thing that I have noticed is that 23 year old men are not open to change or unusual things. You totally would have thought I was insane with the way that I was reacting or speaking about a curse from a witch. It was just easier to hide away from the world and move away. Everyone forgets who I am everytime I move away and it’s just easier.” Tessa’s eyes are trained to the floor and Anthony squeezes her thigh in comfort.

“I would never forget you, I could not when you were such a huge part of my life.” Hudson says and then it falls in silence until a little girl comes running in and jumps on Tiffany’s lap.

“Tessa, Mat, Anthony, this is Marie.” Tiffany introduces the little girl with pigtails in her hair that was in her arms.

“Hi!” Mat and Anthony say.

“Hello Marie, you’re so beautiful!”

“Thank you Tessa, my middle name is Tessa.” Tessa looks at Hudson and he nods.

“Like I said, you were such an important part of my life that we wanted to name her after you. Even if I never saw you ever again, I would have a piece of you always and Tiffany was more than happy to allow that to happen.” Tessa’s heart warms and she feels tears welling up.

“Thank you, this is the best thing I have ever heard in my life. I am honoured.”

#nhl fanfiction #nhl imagines #hit-em-with-the-four writings #lifetime of waiting #anthony beauvillier imagine #anthony beauvillier #Anthony beauvillier fanfiction #mat barzal fanfiction #mathew barzal imagine #mathew barzal

[sonasnowdrop]

I decided to look up my old acc on Google bc I cant find any of my ln art and I’m getting back into it! (The game not the shitty fandom) but there was some weird that documented my oc dolly (idk if anyone remembers them) and called me out on “tracing” I admit that I did use to copy a lot of ppl and I’m acknowledging that now.

The person who did this is apparently named MK? Still not sure if translate was accurate. They kinda bashed dolly and said her story was a complete copy of sixs which I can agree and admit on. At the time I just copied and pasted sixs wiki onto my notes for dolly and changed a few things, but I’d like to say I’ve been working on her and her story is completely different now, six and dolly still have some similarities like being smart and fast as well both being quiet as six talks but dolly is almost completely mute. They also bash me for my ln grown up au, which I don’t understand cuz it’s a au with my oc but it’s whatever

I know how to properly credit others and use inspiration correctly, I was 12 at the time and I was attacked a lot. I started tagging the original artists in the art I copied/ref but they never responded but that doesn’t make what I did okay. I even think I tried to guilt trip myself out of the drama because I was so scared of being hated, there’s no excuse for what I did and I really didn’t mean to make anyone upset.

I take full responsibility for what I did last year(?) and Im so sorry to anyone I might have copied and not properly credited, I want to come back to ln and give my oc and myself another chance. I’ve improved in my art and as a person, and i now understand what I did wrong.

As for what they said ab label_xx it is true that we are friends and I asked her permission to copy/ref her work, she agreed and I did as such, I ALWAYS credited label

Here’s the website, I have the translation text in my gallery and if anyone can properly translate it for me that would be awesome, again I’m so sorry, please take care ^_^

#catsongrobot #trace #copy #little nightmares #little nightmares 2 #little nightmares dolly #dolly oc #dolly #little nightmares six #little nightmares mono #very little nightmares #tags are for reach btw #little nightmares drama

[lilithisamess]

Man Meets Legend

Fandom: Stranger Things // Pairing: Byler // Words: 586

So!! @tsugarubecker organized this really cool event (QHAC, which is the best name ever actually) last week, but I couldn’t participate bc school sucks. BUT this fandom has helped me through a lot, so I thought I’d help keep it entertained. This is just a little something about Eddie meeting Will for the first time that I managed, but I hope you guys like it!

Mike’s so relieved to see the familiar faces swarming out of Eddie’s trailer he completely forgets to be nervous. And there are reasons to be nervous, many of them. It only hits him that this'll be the first time Will meets Eddie when Argyle parks his stupid pizza van, hitting the breaks like a total madman. It provides just the appropriate amount of adrenaline for the scene.

“Mike!” Nancy crushes him, holding Mike like she’d do when he was no older than six. He sees the others greet Will with just as much enthusiasm, like he wishes he could let himself do.

Nancy stops hugging him in favor of looking all awkward at Jonathan. They just hover around each other, waving hesitantly as Mike greets his friends, making sure they’re all still mostly intact. It’s embarrassing and sad and familiar, but Mike has more pressing matters to worry about.

“Will Byers,” Eddie says, approaching the boy himself. Will looks a bit confused, and Eddie looks like he’s coming up to Ozzy Osbourne or something; It’s weird. It’s two worlds colliding. “The man! The legend!” He grins and gestures widely at Will, who looks even more confused, somehow.

“Yes?”

“Man is it good to put a face to the name.” Eddie bows, very low and very ridiculously. “I’m Eddie Munsum. Little Wheeler told me so much about you, Will the Wise. It is truly an honor.”

And there it is. Disaster.

Everyone turns to look at him, like in one of those naked-at-school-nightmares. The metaphor works well because Mike’s eyes widen, also conspiring to bare his soul.

“No, I haven’t! I just... mentioned him once. Or twice.”

“My boy says you draw, and your art’s brilliant. That true? He refuses to let me sample.” Eddie pays no mind to Mike’s desperation. “You like The Shining, right? All that Stephen King shit?”

“Uh—I guess, yeah.”

“Mike would be like ‘will this, will that’ and I’d just wonder how the hell he got himself a friend this cool.”

“I’m not—I’m not that cool,” Will says, almost as red in the face as Mike is. Could Eddie be doing this on purpose? Is he just that evil?

“So you and Wheeler might just have to disagree on this one then.” He nudges Mike’s shoulder, winking at him in a most definitely purposeful way. He’s thankful when Nancy intervenes—there are more important things to worry about, after all—, until he remembers what exactly it is she’s pulling their attention towards. It makes his emotions seem so insignificant, the imminent danger. They might just die. How could Mike worry about whether Will realizes how much he gushes over him to any half-willing listener?

Suddenly, his longing for boys doesn’t sound like the strangest thing in this world or the next. How fucked up does one have to be to feel at ease with that notion? To be at home mid-tragedy? Boys like Mike don’t fit into normal, happy lives, that’s for sure.

“Brilliant and cool? I kinda thought those were mutually exclusive,” Will whispers to him, smirking as they get in Eddie’s trailer behind the others. Mike blushes, a little bashful, but there’s no shame there; no feeling of overwhelming guilt to be spoken of.

“Nobody’s ever thought that,” Mike says, and Will smiles again, less smug and more gentle.

The way his cheeks move with that smile, narrowing his eyes just a bit... it takes Mike’s breath away. He thinks, just for a moment, that there’s nothing more normal than that.

#stranger things #mike wheeler #will byers #byler #byeler #eddie munson #byler fanfic #byler fic #byler fanfiction

[hymnblood]

KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER. REPOST.

name.  sage

pronouns.  she / they / he

preference  of  communication.  discord tbh, i don’t enjoy tumblr ims because i don’t get notifications or my messages just won’t go through and i don’t know if it does or doesn’t lmao

name  of  muse.  zagreus mf hades game babie

rp  experience  /  how  long.  i’ve been writing for a good .... 9 years on tumblr. 

best  experience.  uhm. teehee i dont know writing wise. i guess when i met my best friend @hubrisi​ ?? they really helped me grow as a person when we first met, i don’t think i would’ve been able to heal as i have without them in my life and i just ... genuinely don’t know where i’d be without them?? meeting them changed my life tbh, i would never give up our friendship for anything in the world they’re the sweetest, realest, most honest person i’ve ever met and every day i’m so thankful for their patience and kindness to me when i struggled and relapsed into horrible habits. rp  pet  peeves  /  dealbreakers.  passive aggressive behavior when i haven’t replied in a while lmao, or also showing possessiveness over my muse if i’m rping w a duplicate of their muse. or ppl getting petty vagues about other people writing with duplicates of their muse. it’s like the one way to get a hardblock from me. i don’t tolerate petty, childish behavior over pixels on a screen, grow up, janet. i also hate the “ no one writes with me “ spiel every day of the week bc it wrecks my mood to be around bc then, eventually it’s all i see on my dash from rbs about people doing better ( as if they don’t have real lives and themselves to put first ) and then dash drama over it. like ... i can’t say much bc i’m writing a male muse, but if in my case, if i’ve sent you numerous asks which is the most obvious sign of me being interested and you haven’t answered a lick of shit of such and you continued to cry no one interacts with you, then it’s just gonna make me give up on trying and just sb. this has happened to me so many times across almost all of my fandoms i’ve written in. it’s really not cool to pull that card on people. sometimes people send an ask first to test the chemistry of their muses before randomly jumping into that person’s dms bc your writing, your muse, your ask reply, gave them motivation / ideas / a starting point to discuss things. it takes two to tango, but don’t leave someone dancing alone when they try to dance with you. OR having people become mutuals with me and i ask them about their muse’s background / original character beause they didn’t have anything proper and i’m told : idk . like. instantly annoys me, i get annoyed very easily and typically when this happens i just don’t bother bc i don’t write your muse how tf am i supposed to plot with you if you can’t even remember the character you write no less your oc fluff,  angst,  or  smut.  i’m fine with any of it and darker themes ( not gross shit ) just gotta be close to me for the last one for me to fully write it in deep detail, and overall everything just gotta be plotted plots  or  memes.  i prefer memes to kickstart plots :) long  or  short  replies.  depends, you’ll notice if something is heavily plotted if i’m writing novella length paragraphs ( that or i’m just super excited to write w someone ), short ones are usually on more casual interactions, or i’m warming up on my writing skills before getting into the flow again are  you  like  your  muse.  uhm. i’m not trapped in the underworld so no - lmao jk, i’d say we both have similar insecurities, trying to do our best, eventually fed up with how they’re treated so ultimately saying fuck it and existing outside of those expectations. my life has been a lot better since i’ve made the decision.

tagged by: @shenzuns​, this was weeks ago but tysm tagging : anyone interested

#you can tell i only had something to say on dealbreakers lmao #it's . not complicated to me bc theyre pretty common issues in this rpc but like .... apparently i'm a bad person for thinking for myself lo

[fightmewiatch]

You would think I walked under a ladder, or broke a mirror, or. Or something, I don’t know. 

Idk how many people saw my last post (last week...or the week before, I genuinely have a terrible hold on time), where my car decided to give me the finger and not start, and I had to get it fixed for over a grand. 

Well. More fun.

Wednesday I woke up in tremendous pain, from one of my teeth. Tremendous. It would fluctuate, I’d have a few okay minutes, but then it would feel like someone was punching me hard in the side of the head - my sinus, my ear, my eye, my entire skull, everything on the right side of my head was in pain. I tried to work, couldn’t, clocked out early & went to the dentist in town. “Oh you need a root canal.”

I don’t know if you remember the dental fiasco in the last year and a half, but let’s see if I can shorten it for you a bit (this all takes place between May 2021 and March 2022): Cracked tooth (named #3 apparently) -> dental tech broke the tooth during cleaning -> Dentist #1 did a filling on both tooth #2 and tooth #3 and said if it didn’t take, she’d do a root canal -> Dentist #1 informs us she DOESN’T DO ROOT CANALS and that’s what I now needed (tbh, that’s a whole shit show of its own) & she would only send my xrays to the endodontist she referred me to (which wasn’t covered by my insurance - there is exactly 1 endodontist in a 2 hour radius on my insurance) so I had to fight her to print them -> went to Dentist #2 for an exam, scheduled me to see their in-office endo (the guy on my insurance) -> root canal done -> crown was made, but first appointment for it to be put in was pushed back (WHILE I WAS DRIVING THERE) bc they didn’t get it back like they planned -> crown didn’t fit, had to be redone -> crown was put on, but after a week I was still in pain -> went back, had an infection, root canal FAILED had to have it done again -> had to have the crown redone as well -> repeat -> more pain, still infected -> endodontist drills it out (after insisting there’s nothing on the xray) and cleans out the infection that IS there, and seals up the tooth, no new crown. By the time it was over, he was legitimately dismissing any concerns I had about the pain - I repeatedly told him, I don’t know why, but I’m still in pain, despite the root canal & antibiotics, etc etc, and he dismissed me, didn’t really have much interest in finding out why. 

Back to now. The Dentist here in town (Dentist #3), very nice guy. Looks at the new xray, looks in my mouth, and tells me that my root canal (the fiasco) is actually fine. its the tooth next to it. #2. The other one Dentist #1 filled. They refer me to their endodontist, though assure me I can take their referral to any endo if theirs isn’t covered. Of course their endo isn’t covered - remember how I said there’s only 1 endo in a 2 hour radius that my insurance covers? Same guy who dismissed my pain for the last year. There’s no way in hell I’ll ever go back to someone who doesn’t care that I’m in pain (or someone who flirts with the nurses while his hands are in my mouth, but, also, another day, another story). But there’s also no way I can afford to pay for a root canal out of pocket to see the referred endo, or risk going through a year of visits if the root canal fails again. (And honestly? I wouldn’t be surprised if a lot of those repeat visits were because of tooth #2, not the original root canal - but like I said, he - and the other dentist I saw there - dismissed my concerns and didn’t try to figure out why I was still in pain.) 

So Friday I went back in. I said fuck it. It’s the back molar. I don’t have any teeth behind it. It’s in bad shape anyway. Fuck it. Take the tooth out. It’s cheaper, it’s faster. Take it. He tried to talk me into doing the root canal (”the structure is sound”, “do you want me to try the root canal?”), but I’m so tired of dental shit. I thanked him and said no and he pulled the tooth. (I already feel better.)

BUT WAIT.  THERE’S MORE.

I drove to the store today. Grocery store, maybe 15 minutes maximum of a drive from my house. No problems. Went to get medications for my folks. Driving home. Halfway back. Error pops up on my dashboard - something about the battery service system. I have no clue what that is, but the battery light was also on. I slowed down (I was on a back road near a stop sign & an old folks home, I wasn’t going fast to begin with.) And then I noticed it was getting hot in the car (its south Texas), so I checked the AC temp knob, which is as low as it gets, and my dash popped up a message about AC being turned off bc the engine was too hot. And then, I got the last message,  ENGINE OVERHEATED- IDLE ENGINE.

Never, ever saw that message before. Never. I’ve replaced the water pump in this car twice (about 5 years ago, in the span of a year). 

You ever have an absolute emotional breakdown in South Texas sitting in your overheated car on the side of the road trying to focus and figure out what to do? Not fun. 

I called the folks. My stepdad drove over, followed me with his hazards on while I limped the car to the mechanics - it’s usually maybe a 2 minute drive from where I had stopped the car, took us about fifteen to get it back, I had to keep stopping & turning it off so it could cool down. 

Shop doesn’t open til tomorrow. Won’t know what the problem is until after they do. I’m hoping it’s just a thermostat. The coolant tank was full, I opened the engine to look (not that I know much of what I’m looking at tbh). 

I don’t know what I did to have this all hit me in less than a month. It’s fucking bullshit, is what it is. I’m so fucking angry, I needed to vent this out but fucking hell, I have no idea what to do if it’s more serious than the thermostat, because I can’t afford another car, I can’t afford a goddamn thing. 

Okay. Venting. Ranting. Over. 

#someone give me a break #i can't keep up withthis

[rinisbowen]

I don’t think Val and EJ will be romantic because that’d be too much drama if we insert Ricky and the whole documentary thing but I think Val will be the one to really push EJ to grow up and figure out what he wants to do for university. I remember months ago before the character of Val was announced someone on YouTube said they were auditioning for the role of a choreographer in college that would be on season 3 named Val (and that was of course later confirmed) and they said in the script given to those auditioning it implies Val is developing feelings for EJ because she not longer views him as the little kid from camp last summer. I don’t think they’ll be romantic on the season but I think they’re will be hints of a possible romance between them. I remember Matt saying Ricky and EJ will have rivalry again on season 2 and that never happened so I don’t really trust much what he says because the point is to not spoil the important plots.

hi anon, thanks for the ask, i love a good long ask tbh. (idk if people love how long and rambly my answers get with long asks; but i love them haha)

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anyway… i’ll start by saying yeah- people really can’t take this statement at face value rn. if val and ej end up with something (or hints of something) going on between them- that would be one heck of a spoiler (particularly bc season 2 ended on ej and gina). so yeah, obviously he’s going to deny that. it could be true, or it could easily not be as well.

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i think you make an interesting point about it being too much drama, given everything else we have open rn and everything that will be open during the season, but i tend to agree that nothing explicitly romantic will happen on screen between them. my thoughts are similar to yours, she’s the one who helps him to figure out his whole future thing and his feelings about that.

seeing someone as more of a man than the little kid she used to know doesn’t inherently have to involve her developing feelings for him, but it also very well could be. i think what it does say at least is that she’s seen growth in him, she’s impressed by what she sees from him… in one way or another. could easily shift romantic in one of those “seeing each other as if for the first time” situations… but it doesn’t have to go there necessarily.

i’d also agree with you that if they do anything with a romantic thing it’s be a little like thing where there’s a nod at a potential future rather than seeing something on screen. i think i’ve said before like- maybe potentially a little “so i’ll see you at move in?” wink wink type of thing if they maybe end up at the same college… also just generally like- it was really nice spending the summer with you again? we should really keep in touch better this year, warm sweet type moment. the season spans two weeks, there’s not time for them to become anything anyway even if ej and gina broke up in the first half of the season

#answered #hsmtmts #anonymous

[the-cat-chat]

May 20, 2023

We Have a Ghost (2023)

The discovery that their house is haunted by a ghost named Ernest makes Kevin's family a social media sensation. But when Kevin and Ernest get to the bottom of the mystery of Ernest's past, they become targets of the CIA.

JayBell: Based on the reviews, I was expecting something lightly entertaining and a few good laughs. Also, I admit that I enjoy David Harbour in the things I’ve seen him in, and I like Anthony Mackie. So what went wrong?

Well first off, David Harbour doesn’t talk in the movie. And I think the movie really needed it. Sure, he can act physically with expressions and movements, but it wasn’t enough for me. Honestly, I’m not sure why they couldn’t have the ghost talk. Just keep the amnesia so he can’t share important plot information early.

As for Anthony Mackie’s character, I think they made him too much of an asshole throughout the beginning of the movie. I know the message was supposed to be “parents are human too, they make mistakes, blah blah,” but I just didn’t like him. So while he has a change of character in the last bit of the movie, as a viewer, I still haven’t forgiven him.

One of the biggest problems of this movie is that they tried to focus on too many things. For example, the CIA bit isn’t needed at all. Besides jolting ghost-David Harbour into recovering some memories (which could be done in a different way), you could remove that entire plot line and be the better for it. The kid (Kevin) could still even go on a little road trip with ghost-David in an attempt to find the truth, just without the CIA as a conflict.

Plus, I’d remove the entire relationship with the neighbor girl. She was a fun character, but ultimately spread the plot too wide. It also felt forced between the two young actors. Instead, I would focus specifically on the relationships between father/son and ghost-David Harbour and Kevin. The movie needs to remove everything unnecessary in order to get to the heart of a more focused plot.

Now for the random issues. What was with Kevin’s random singing? For some reason, Kevin has this thought that his singing plus guitar playing will “summon” ghost-David. I found those out-of-the-blue singing moments so incredibly awkward to watch.

I haven’t read the short story this was based on, but perhaps the writers felt too beholden to the original short story. Which I get. But some essential changes needed to be made to make this a good movie. However, I am giving the movie some props for the twist (which I liked).

Rating: 3/10 cats 🐈

Anzie: Upon watching this movie, all I could think other than OMIGAWD, was NO, and is this a JOKE, and AM I BEING PUNISHED??? So needless to say DON’T DO IT. And DON’T let the promise of David Harbour trick you. Bc he’s just as guilty as whoever allowed this movie to exist.

This was suppoppose to be comedic relief for us. But all I feel like is that I need my head examined. The story is insane- you know why??? There’s like a bazillion different plot points that they spend like six minutes on them jump to the next and mayyybe revisit 45 minutes later for like 2 more minutes. It feels like total whiplash but bc it so dumb it’s not even like it causes injury to the overall movie. (I will grant exception to the plot twist at the end bc that was the only intriguing plot element and I guarantee you that it was probably from the original short story not the movie people). Alsoooooo why’s there got to be a mini awkward romance between the kids- I don’t remember their names - forgive me- and it made even weird by an NON TALKING FIFTY SOMETHING GHOST WITH A COMBOVER. I didn’t need that cringe in my life. I have my own awkward experiences, thank you very much.

My next digression is how did any of the actors agree to be in this? Were they blackmailed? Bc that’s the only thing that makes sense. Do I need to discuss David Harbour anymore?Bc they did him dirty. And they did us dirty. Nuff said. But honestly that combover? And the not talking? What were they thinking??? And I will never bc able to look at Anthony Mackie again without associating him with this evil, annoying, scammy, wormy dad character. Yeah I said it wormy. Even though his character redeemed himself? I’m not even talking about Jennifer Coolidge’s appearance.

Alssooooo the CIA??? That was all a bit dumb and stupid. Right?? Should I say more? I really don’t feel like it, I almost can’t wrap my head around it. It was just an unbelievable, unnecessary plot tangent. Like they don’t care - now they care to the extreme. Ugh.

Ohhhh and why’s there random singing and guitar playing??? Just out of the blue. Twice. And never again. For like 30 seconds. Weird.

The biggest sin. It’s 2 hours long. The next biggest sin. We watched it. My biggest sin. I gave The Lobster 0/10 Lobsters and I feel like I might have been harsh?? Not really but ummm at least you get Colin Farrell with mustache and not David Harbour’s combover. And that is at least something.

Rating: -5/10 Ghosts 👻 (I’m not apologizing)

#movie #movie review #david harbour #netflix