#but so far she only interacts with evil people and or girls that wont her 😔😔😔 | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

bibbawrites · 3 years

Text

Made Your Mark On Me, a Golden Tattoo - Single Dad!Charlie x Owen

THIS IS PART 10 OF THE SINGLE DAD!CHARLIE SERIES, YOU CAN FIND THE OTHER PARTS HERE

Request: none

Word Count: 3760 words

Summary: Part 10 of Single Dad!Charlie, Owen comes to LA to stay with Charlie, Margaux and Meghan, and the boys go on their first date

Warnings: swearing, sexual references, implied sexual content pretty sure everyone knows at this point but this does include romantic chowen, remember this is fictional, if you dont like that just dont read :)

A/N: another day another part lol, i have far too much written for this series considering there is no demand for it but i’m enjoying it so i’m gonna keep writing purely just for @happinessinthedarkesttimes and myself lol also! a new nickname for margaux has been unlocked haha she has far too many cause every person keeps giving her their own nickname and ive lost count of how many there are... anyways, enjoy!

Tag List: @happinessinthedarkesttimes @molinaroberts @joynersgoatblog @courageous-she @littlemissaddict @gloomybrieyxb @itsyagorlemmalyn @jatpxmultifan @moneybagmgk @emeliii1 @mybradforddream (the strike through means it wont let me tag you)

Char sent a message to OPJ

Char owweeeennnnnnnnnnn

Char come to la

OPJ why?

Char i miss you

Char wanna kiss your pretty face

Char and your pretty lips

Char and your pretty 🍆

OPJ charlieeeeeee

Char what? i did nothing wrong

OPJ you just said you wanna suck my dick

Char i never said such a thing

Char read the messages, i only said i would like to kiss your pretty face and your pretty lips and your pretty 🍆

OPJ and we all know what that emoji means

Char get your head out of the gutter honestly

Char maybe i just love eggplant

OPJ ugh whatever

Char so will you?

OPJ will i what?

Char come to la

Char we’ve been officially boyfriends for almost three months and we haven’t even had our first date yet

OPJ when do you want me

Char right now

OPJ that’s not possible bub

Char bub?

OPJ trying something, yes or no?

Char meh i don’t hate it

OPJ i’ll keep looking then

Char anyways, i booked you a flight...

OPJ char you didn’t have to

Char i know i’m just so desperate to see you

OPJ what time and day?

Char ...

Char today 3pm...

OPJ it’s 11am now

Char you better get packing

OPJ already am

Char oh i know you are ;)

OPJ i didnt mean it like that and you know it

OPJ you’re gonna be the death of me Gillespie

Char i know ❤️

The second Charlie spotted Owen exiting the gate he was jumping into the blond’s arms, glad that they both had masks on to prevent him from kissing Owen senseless with hundreds of people around.

“God I missed you.” He muttered, face pressed into Owen’s neck.

“I missed you more.” Owen replied, pulling back slightly. “Where’s Maggie?”

“With Meghan. She’s visiting for a little bit so she offered to look after her while I came to get you.” Charlie explained, grabbing Owen’s carry on as they headed through the airport to baggage claim.

“Is she staying with you?” Owen asked.

“She is, but I may or may not have booked the four of us into a hotel for a few days. She leaves on Thursday so if you wanna stay after that we’ll just go back to my place.” Charlie said.

“We’re staying in a hotel?” Owen grinned, coming to a stop at the baggage carousel, his eyes focused on looking for his suitcase.

“Yeah! Mags is pumped, she loves hotels, especially high rise ones. We’re going back to mine to collect the two of them then we’ll head there.” Charlie said

“Does Meghan know about...” Owen trailed off, glancing over at Charlie who shook his head.

“I didn’t tell her, I wanted to find out what you wanted to do first.” Charlie replied. Owen smiled.

“I’m okay with telling her.” He said.

“Or maybe we just act like a couple around her and see how long it takes her to notice.” Charlie suggested and Owen shook his head.

“You’re evil.” He spotted his bag, leaving Charlie’s side for a few moments before coming back over, his suitcase trailing behind him.

“Don’t think it will take long, cause the second that front door shuts behind us I’m gonna be all over you.” Charlie grinned, taking Owen’s free hand once the younger boy was back by his side, leading him out of the airport. Owen blushed slightly.

“Can’t wait.”

True to his word, the second that the door was shut Charlie was shoving Owen against the wall and kissing him with so much force that he thought his lips might bleed.

“Fuck, missed you so much.” Charlie mumbled against Owen’s lips, groaning when Owen’s fingers dug into his hips.

“Char...” Owen gasped out and Charlie just kissed him harder, wanting to make up for lost time.

“When you’re done trying to swallow each other, we’re in the kitchen.” Meghan’s voice called and Charlie groaned, stepping back from Owen. He didn’t want to stop, but he knew if they kept going they wouldn’t be able to.

“We should go to them.” He said, and Owen nodded, still slightly stunned from the aggression of the kiss.

“Probably.” He agreed, but neither of them made any attempt to move, so Charlie nuzzled his face into Owen’s neck, just taking in the familiar scent of his boyfriend.

“This hotel, how is the room situation going?” Owen asked, his hand trailing through Charlie’s hair. Charlie lifted his head up.

“I booked a two bedroom suite. Margaux and Meghan can share one room and we’ll take the other.” He said. Owen smiled.

“Okay good.” He replied. Charlie raised an eyebrow.

“Why?” He asked.

“Remember your texts?” Owen smirked, and Charlie’s eyes widened at the realisation.

“Don’t be so horny.” He muttered, hitting at Owen’s arm. Owen grinned.

“Says the guy who just had me pressed up against a wall.” He retaliated.

“We can hear you, you know that right?” Meghan called, and both Charlie and Owen froze.

“We did not.” Charlie called back, and both boys decided that was their cue to head into the kitchen, where Meghan and Margaux were waiting.

“Papa!” Margaux exclaimed the second they entered the room, jumping down off her chair and rushing over to Owen, jumping into his arms. Meghan gave Charlie a look, eyebrows raised.

“So, finally got your shit together then?” She questioned. Charlie glanced towards Owen and Margaux, a smile appearing on his face when he saw the way the four year old was clinging to the blond boy.

This was how things were supposed to be.

Less than an hour later the family of four had checked into their home for the next few days and travelled up to the fourteenth floor to find their room.

Once they found it Charlie tapped the keycard against the door and pushed on the handle when the light changed to green. Margaux pushed past him, running into the room and heading straight towards the door to the balcony, pressing her face into the glass.

“Woah!” She exclaimed, standing on her toes to try to see the road below.

“Good view?” Charlie asked, placing the bags he was carrying down on the couch, before opening the door and letting Margaux out onto the balcony, trailing closely behind her as Margaux rushed over to the railing.

“Look Daddy.” She grinned as Charlie squatted down behind her, placing a hand on her back gently.

“Wow look how tiny those people are.” Charlie said, and Margaux giggled.

“They’re ants!” She replied, leaning back into Charlie.

“For someone who travels as much as she does you’d think she’d be used to it by now.” Meghan joked quietly to Owen as the two of them stood and watched the interaction.

“Especially since we lived in an apartment building in Vancouver while we filmed.” Owen replied.

“Kids.” Meghan shook her head in amusement.

“You wanna see your room baby?” Charlie questioned, and Margaux nodded excitedly.

“Okay let’s figure it out.” Charlie stood back up, taking Margaux’s hand and leading her back into the main room.

“Am I gonna stay with you Daddy?” Margaux asked, and Charlie shook his head.

“No you’re gonna stay with Meggy.” He said, motioning towards his younger sister.

“It’s gonna be like a sleepover.” Meghan grinned. Margaux pouted.

“But I wanna stay with Daddy.” She whined.

“You’ll be with Daddy until you have to go to sleep, okay?” Charlie told her, pushing open the door, revealing the room with the two double beds.

“And look at this nice big bed you get to stay in all by yourself. You can fit all of your toys around you.” He added, and Margaux frowned but didn’t protest.

“Which bed do you want Mini? The window one?” Meghan questioned.

Margaux glanced at the beds before nodding. Charlie placed her bag onto the bed, unzipping it to reveal the several stuffed toys and dolls they had packed.

“Look, we’ll put all your friends on your bed.” He said as he placed the toys out onto the bed, pulling out Margaux’s blanket last. “And your blankie, and look how nice this looks. You’ll have so much fun sleeping here.”

“And we can even sing with each other at night, or gossip about secret girl stuff.” Meghan added, sitting on the edge of her own bed.

“What girl stuff?” Margaux questioned, climbing up next to her aunt and snuggling into her arms.

“Butterflies and glitter.” Charlie joked, and Owen rolled his eyes at the reference, turning and leaving the room as a response.

“We’ll stay up all night talking about boys.” Meghan grinned and Charlie’s smile instantly turned into a frown.

“Hey! No.” He reprimanded.

“I’m joking Charlie, don’t be a party pooper.” Meghan rolled her eyes.

“You joke, but we had a full conversation a month ago about how someone wants a boyfriend.” Charlie said, and Margaux looked up.

“I want a boyfriend.” She chimed in. Meghan laughed.

“You’re four, why do you need a boyfriend?” She asked. Margaux frowned.

“Daddy has a boyfriend.” She stated. Meghan smirked, looking up at Charlie.

“Does he now?” She teased.

“Shut the fuck up, you knew that. You literally just asked if I had gotten my shit together.” Charlie said, and Meghan rolled her eyes at him.

“You didn’t confirm it.” She retorted. Charlie shook his head.

“Hey Meghan, Owen’s my boyfriend.” He stated, ignoring the flutter in his chest at those words.

“Wow! Thank you so much for telling me, that’s so nice of you!” Meghan replied, her tone thick with sarcasm.

“Don’t be sarcastic.” Charlie retaliated.

“What’s that Taylor Swift lyric? The one about looking at him like the stars, that’s you and him. It’s honestly about time that you got your shit together.” Meghan said, flopping backwards onto her bed, giggling when Margaux climbed on top of her.

“Tay’s my boyfriend.” The tiny blonde stated and Charlie sighed.

“Who?” Meghan shot him a confused look.

“Taylor Kare. Who played the young version of Bobby in the show. For some reason she’s decided she wants him to be her boyfriend.” Charlie explained. Meghan grinned.

“I don’t blame her, he’s cute.” She said. Charlie shot her a look and she rolled her eyes before sitting up, Margaux clinging to her like a koala.

“Hey Mini, why don’t we go get some food and bring it back while your Daddy unpacks all of your stuff.” Meghan suggested. Margaux smiled.

“Yeah! Can we get KFC?” She asked.

“Of course we can.” Meghan grinned, before turning to Charlie. “Want anything?”

“Just get one of those big buckets of chicken and we’ll figure it out.” He said as Meghan stood up, grabbing her mask.

“Okay. I’m stealing your wallet.” She told him.

“Of course you are.” Charlie rolled his eyes, but handed his wallet over to his younger sister nonetheless, before leaning in to kiss Margaux gently on the side of her head.

“Bye baby, have fun and be good for Meggy, okay?” He said. Margaux nodded.

“Bye Daddy, love you.” She replied.

“Love you too.” Charlie smiled.

Meghan and Margaux left, the four year old chattering away in her aunty’s arms about something she had seen in Bluey, and Charlie waited until he couldn’t hear their voices anymore to move.

“Owen?” He called, starting to head across the suite to the room he and Owen were sharing.

“Yeah?” Owen called back. Charlie pushed open the door, finding a much larger room with a large king size bed in the middle of the room, and a flat screen tv hung on the wall. Owen was unpacking his bag, hanging clothes in the wardrobe, when Charlie entered.

“Meg and Mags went to get food.” Charlie told him.

“Okay cool.” Owen replied, looking up after a few moments and frowning when he saw the look on Charlie’s face. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Remember the texts?” Charlie raised an eyebrow and Owen’s eyes lit up.

“Come here.” He said, but Charlie didn’t move.

“We’ve gotta be quick.” Charlie informed him and Owen nodded.

“Got it.”

And with that Charlie rushed over to Owen, kicking the door shut behind him.

They were a naked mess of sweaty bodies and tangled limbs when Charlie decided to bring up their plans for the night.

“Oh by the way, I have our date planned.” He said as Owen played with his hair.

“Am I allowed to know what it is? Or when?” Owen questioned. Charlie nodded slightly.

“Tonight. At 10:30pm.” He informed the blonde. “And it’s a surprise.”

“10:30?” Owen repeated. Charlie hummed in response. Owen sighed.

“That’s all I’m getting?”

“Yep.” Charlie murmured.

“We’re back!” Meghan’s voice called through the suite and both Charlie and Owen jumped up in fear.

“Fuck, get dressed.” Charlie instructed, tossing clothes towards Owen, before calling back to Meghan. “Coming!”

In record time they were both dressed and came out of the bedroom, trying to look as casual as possible as they walked over to the table where Meghan had placed all the food.

“Daddy, you didn’t unpack my stuff.” Margaux pouted, and Charlie placed a soft kiss on the top of her head as an apology.

“Sorry baby, Daddy got distracted.” He told her as he grabbed some food for her and put it on one of the plates Owen had brought over to the table.

“Oh gross, you didn’t.” Meghan groaned, glancing between Charlie and Owen, who had turned a bright red in embarrassment. Charlie just shrugged, a guilty smile on his face. Meghan fake gagged.

“That’s disgusting Char.” She reprimanded. Charlie shook his head.

“It’s natural.” He retaliated. Meghan hit him.

“Shut up, I don’t want to know anything else.” She said. The table fell silent for a moment, before Margaux decided to speak up.

“Daddy we saw a puppy when we were walking.” She grinned, and Charlie pulled a shocked face.

“Oh my gosh, really? Tell me all about it.” He replied, and for the entire meal Margaux rambled, telling them story after story.

Just before 10:30, Charlie and Owen arrived at their date destination. Owen looked up at the sign, frowning slightly when he saw it.

“A tattoo parlour?” He questioned. Charlie smiled, despite the fact that Owen couldn’t see it through his mask.

“You’ve been talking about getting a new tattoo, so I figured we could get a new one together.” He suggested. Owen’s frown melted, a soft look replacing it.

“Why is that oddly sweet?” He teased, leaning his head into Charlie’s shoulder. Charlie grinned.

“Cause I’m oddly sweet?” He replied. Owen laughed.

“That you are.”

“Do you have any ideas of what you wanna get?” Charlie questioned as he held the door open. Owen gave him a small smile, walking through the door as he answered.

“I have a couple of ideas.” He said. “Things that I think would look cool.”

“Oh yeah? Like what?” Charlie’s eyes lit up with curiosity. Owen shook his head.

“Secret. Want it to be a surprise.” He grinned. Charlie chuckled.

“Fair enough.”

After going through the basics and signing some paperwork, it was time for them to get their tattoos. The tattoo artist led them through to the backroom and for the whole time they were there Charlie and Owen didn’t once let go of each other’s hands.

The two boys left the tattoo parlour a few hours later, hand in hand and new tattoos covered in a protective cling film.

“Do you wanna head back?” Charlie questioned, swinging their hands between them. Owen sighed.

“Not really, but we probably should. It’s late.” He answered. Charlie nodded in agreement.

“True. Plus the date doesn’t have to end just because we go back to the hotel... There’s a nice comfy bed and some red wine with our names on it.” He raised an eyebrow and Owen smiled.

“Fancy.”

“Only the best for you.” Charlie grinned, and Owen pulled him close, pulling down their masks so that their lips could meet in a rough kiss.

And if it took them almost an hour to make the 15 minute walk back to the hotel then that was just between them.

Charlie unlocked the door to the hotel room and pushed it open, frowning when he spotted Margaux sat on the ground, staring out the window at the city lights.

“Why are you still awake Mags?” He asked as he pulled off his mask, drawing the four year old’s attention to them.

“Missed you.” She said softly, her voice wobbling.

“Oh baby, come here.” Charlie squatted down and the four year old ran into his arms, burying her face in his neck. Owen nodded towards their bedroom and Charlie gave him a small smile to let the younger boy know he understood.

“You were gone but you said you wouldn’t go.” Margaux mumbled.

“You knew I was gonna go out with Papa for a little bit, remember? It’s okay, I’m back, and I promise I’m not going anywhere. Okay?” He tangled his hand through her curls and the four year old hummed in response.

“Okay.” She agreed, her voice no louder than a whisper. Thinking quickly, Charlie decided the best course of action would be distraction.

“Hey, you wanna see Daddy’s new tattoos?” He asked, and Margaux nodded, moving back slightly. Charlie smiled at her.

“First I got this one here.” He lifted his arm to show her the heart tattoo on his ribcage, the plastic mostly obscuring it.

“And I got this one here for my favourite person in the whole entire world.” He finished, showing her the tiny cursive M inked into his wrist.

“An M for Margaux, so I always have you with me.” He said, and she peered at the tiny ink on his wrist, a small smile appearing on her face.

“I like it.” She told him. “Can I have one?” Charlie laughed.

“When you’re all grown up, okay?” He replied, ruffling her hair.

“Okay.” She agreed. They fell silent, and Charlie was just about to suggest that it was time for Margaux to hop into her bed when she spoke up again.

“Daddy?” Her voice sounded small.

“Yeah baby?” Charlie replied.

“Can I sleep with you tonight?” Margaux questioned, already leaning back into his arms.

“Of course baby. You got Mr Penguin?” He asked.

She held the penguin up and Charlie grinned.

“Great, let’s go.”

He stood up, taking her spare hand to lead her towards the bedroom, pushing the door open to where Owen was sat, already in bed with Netflix loaded on the TV.

“Papa! I’m gonna sleep here with you.” Margaux exclaimed, diving onto the bed as Owen raised an eyebrow, looking towards Charlie with a knowing look.

“Oh really? What about your bed?” He asked.

“She was sad.” Charlie pouted, and Owen just shook his head.

“Come on baby, in you get.” Charlie said, letting the four year old climb into the bed before climbing in after her, grinning when she settled into his arms, her head on his chest.

It didn’t take long for her to fall asleep, and once she did, Owen spoke up, his voice soft.

“You know one day you gotta stop letting her climb into bed with you.” He whispered. Charlie made a noise in response, his eyes never once leaving Margaux.

“One day... just not today.” He replied.

“The longer you give in the harder it’s gonna be for you. Cause I know it’s as much you as it is her.” Owen said, and Charlie sighed, his fingers tangled through Margaux’s curls as the four year old slept peacefully in his arms.

“I know.” He started. “I just...”

Owen reached out, linking his hand through one of Charlie’s and giving it a light squeeze.

“It’s stupid.” Charlie mumbled. Owen moved slightly, placing a kiss on the side of Charlie’s head.

“I’m sure it’s not.” He assured the older boy. Charlie was silent for a moment before talking.

“She’s just always been with me and has always needed me to do everything for her, and now she’s getting older and she can do all of these things on her own, and I just get worried that she’s not gonna need me any more, or she’ll decide that she doesn’t want these nights where she asks to sleep with me.” He rambled.

“You’re her dad. She’s always gonna need you Char.” Owen assured him. Charlie hummed in response, and Owen took that as a sign to change the topic, a small smile appearing on his face.

“So I’m guessing no post date make out session or red wine.” He joked, and Charlie sighed.

“Sorry.” He muttered. Owen rolled his eyes, snuggling as close to Charlie as he could get without disturbing Margaux.

“I was joking Char.” He said, and Charlie moved to place a soft kiss on Owen’s lips.

“I had a really good time tonight.” Owen whispered against Charlie’s lips and Charlie smiled.

“Me too.” He agreed.

“Do we have any plans tomorrow?” Owen inquired, and Charlie paused for a moment.

“Not that I know of. Why? Have something in mind?” He moved back slightly so that he could look at Owen’s face.

“I thought maybe the four of us could go play mini golf or something like that?” Owen suggested. Charlie smiled.

“That sounds like a lot of fun.” He answered. They fell into a comfortable silence, both boys closing their eyes, but there was something that Charlie knew he had to say. He opened his eyes and took a deep breath before speaking.

“Hey Owen?” He whispered. Owen opened his eyes, focusing on Charlie instantly.

“Yeah?” He questioned. Charlie smiled.

“I love you.” He murmured. Owen smiled, rubbing his nose against Charlie’s.

“Love you too Char.” He replied. Charlie shook his head.

“No... I’m in love with you.” He clarified. Owen’s jaw dropped slightly, but he recovered quickly.

“I’m in love with you too.” He returned, and Charlie lent in to kiss him gently.

“It scares me.” Owen whispered once they pulled apart. “How much I love you.”

“Honestly, me too. But we’re in this together. And I love you as much as you love me, so don’t overthink it, okay?” Charlie replied.

“Okay.” Owen agreed.

“We should get some sleep.” Charlie said after a moment and Owen nodded, placing once last kiss to Charlie’s lips.

“Sounds good. I love you.” He whispered, and Charlie could already feel himself drifting off as he whispered a response.

“I love you too Owen.”

#single dad!charlie #single dad!charlie series #single dad!charlie x owen #charlie gillespie #owen patrick joyner #margaux

50 notes · View notes

hikarikaishi-blog · 3 years

Text

Why Caleb did what he did in ep127 – my theory.

This is my theory it can be super wrong, maybe I am right at some points, I just want to put it out there, maybe some of you will like it. Here we go:

Caleb is my fav character the whole campaign so far and what he did in that episode shocked me, it was so not like him. We did see him when cornered he would go rampage but was he cornered here? So I was shocked.

I was shocked he didnt discuss the problem that might come from this with the M9, they didnt talk about it might be a trap they just went for it. They didnt think twice and that was alarming for me and the second they interacted with the guards it all went south and Caleb ignored Astrids tip of being stealthy to avoid Trent. And in the end he did appear and I was like „that is what you get when you just go full rage and dont think a second about it and Caleb you were the thinker in this campaign why did you do all of that?! Next episode I want an explanation for this or I am out!“

Caleb knew what he was doing all the time, he knew if he would do all of this Trent would show up.

There is no way he did forget that because Astrid told him super clear that Trent isnt there so they should be STEALTHY. But he didnt. He ignored the warnings and put Astrid in danger with that as well, a soon as Trent sees the maps he knows who helped and Astrid will be punished. He said he cares for her and puts her in this danger! It was all a lie? Astrid deserves so much better than this! Boo Caleb for treating a girl that was obviusly in pain so she cried because of you like that! I was at least a bit happy that Matt clearly said Trent did appear because of the rucus, not because of Astrid. She didnt sent Trent. She didnt do it.

Caleb ignoring Astrid and her advice and destroying the bit of Trust that was building up between them – shatterd. „Caleb thats so stupid why are you that stupid.“

I was all that. I was so disappointed.

I woke up next morning and was still disappointed and a bit angry that Caleb went this route with all the murder. He knew Trent will maybe show up and catch them while stealing his stuff and he did it anyway. It was like Caleb wanted Trent to show up. To show him how much he hates him and to show him what he is capable off. Because Trent knows that now because he sees the display of raw power he might want to get Caleb back under his thumb and make him work for him again. There is no way out of this situation for them, than to bargain with Trent and he imo will let them got when they will do him a favor later. Caleb must have known that and still did this.

He is just playing into Trents hand where everyone wanted him to escape from. Because Trent is so bad.

And I was: Wait a minute.

Let that sink in for a secong.

He is playing …

playing Trents game. Do you get where I am going with this?

What if all of this, the killing and blood everywhere, is an act made up by Caleb? What if he is playing Trents mind game back at him?

He is giving Trent a view on him like Trents want to think of Caleb: Powerful, full of hate against the Volstruker and Trents experiments, full on revenge and wants to kill him, Trent, but also is no match for him with getting so easily caught in the middle of his home. He has power but he isnt clever enough. What if Caleb wanted to get caught by Trent? Pretend he is not clever so Trent thinks he isnt clever and can be a puppet for him again?

While pretendign being a puppet again, Caleb can get closer to him/the Assembly to learn more about him and his connections in the Assembly. To learn how to root out all the corruption in the assembly wich is his main goal this whole campaign! He wanted to learn about all that from Ves, we know that, but that didnt work out so he has to do it another way and now he doing it on his own.

He knows, he can not fight the Assembly heads up. He knows he has to get inside first and root out evil from within. He has to earn some trust to get the info he wants to have. He cannot trust anyone so he goes on his own and wants to plays Trents game and maybe be better this time and beat Trent. What better way to beat someone than in his own game right?

And do you remember who talked about beating someone at their own game? Do you? It was Astrid during the dance scene. She said „...either we walk into their trap or beat them in their own game.“

In that scene i thougt she was talking about the TT because she touched his spots with the red eyes a second before and it bothered me that she said „we“. Was she planning on going with them to Eiselcross? That wont happen anyway (she would need trents permission/it would be to obvious and Trent would not let them go so they can come up with a plan to kill him) this is stupid. So now I get she was talking about „we either beat Trent and whomever we are fighting here or we walk into their trap.“

So what I proclaim is: Astrid and Caleb in general know they are dancing the „can-i-trust-you-tango“ but they know they have one common enemy: Trent.

So they were discussing during the dance without saying it, if they want to work together in bringing him down. Caleb wasnt sure if he wants/can work on the „Trent-problem“. He has more importand stuff to do right now and he doesnt want to face all that stuff from the past that will come up during this working against Trent.

He cares for Astrid as he said. He isnt against helping her but maybe not right now.

What made him change his mind was Astrid crying in a spot where nobody would have seen her crying all on her own. He knows her, he know how much is to interpret in her crying. I think she is rarely crying. She has doen the same training as Caleb did, she is used to be cruel and to murder and be a bad human. But she wont cry because of that. She said so herself in their first meeting. Her crying is super special and Caleb gets that. And because he cares so much for her, maybe you can relate when you know a person you care for is crying in the mud. You want to help so they dont cry anymore. That is why he decides he wants to help her,/wants to start working on the problem now and not later. He knows she is using him, but he is using her as well. He doesnt care. He wants to help, to help her, help his country. He made this decision over night and Astrid gave him the time to think about it, but she needed a signal from Caleb. Ans anwer to her question if he wants to do this now or not. She said „I will see what I can do for you“ aka says „i want to work on this now, how about you?“

He sent a red firey bloody signal back. A signal as bright as the fire Warning beacons of Gondor

in „The return of the kings“ when Gondor sent signal to Rohan asking for help. The fun part is nobody gets it beside Matt and that is exactly the kidn of pranks the people on the table like to play. Remember Sam/Scanlan? I do. it was stuff he planned for weeks and nobody was expecting it and it was a big suprise for everyone.)

He could have been stealthy and just get the stuff he wanted during the heist. It would have send the signal to Astrid „thanks for the help, I cant work on this now. Maybe later. See you“.

But Caleb did not do that. He send a signal like: „I am full in, I want to play this game, starting it right now and either we win this game or loose and run into his trap. Lets do it.“

Its amazing how they comunicate without saying a single word about it.

The three different papers you ask? For me its the answer to his „for the love that we three shared I need to ask a favor“. She answeres with the box „Here is what i can do for you and yeah we three are in this together“ the paper are symbols for the three of them. The three people from Blumenthal. Its brialliant.

Why she is thankful in the message: Because he comes back and contacts her. He is her only hope.

Why she is sorry the day after: Because she thinks she is guilty to drag him into this. She knows this will be hard for him and will cause a lot of pain. That is why she says she is sorry.

(Is she for real? We dont know. They are still dancing the „can-i-trust-you-tango“)

They are playing Trents game of saying the truth and show whats obvious. Matt and Liam are playing this game so good they fool the other players and me and other fans. Its brilliant.

To let everyone think its a Trap set up by Astrid? - Its fine because people will focus on her (and its legit because she is shady and in this game as well) while Caleb is the one whom they should be worried about.

Let everyone think he does all the stuff he did here because of the Drama, Trauma and the pain etc – Yes it is exactly that to a percentage and that is the truth he is showing here, but underneath that is the other truth that he just wants to get closer to Trent. Caleb knows how he has to behave to get what he wants. He does it all the time because he learnid it from Trent! (remember the scene he wanted to work Essek as he needed him to work in that moment on the ship, because Caleb wanted the peace talk to happen? Because Caleb didnt want Essek to run away but to stay and get done what he Caleb wants?) He does not like those methods but he has to use them to get what he wants.

This is a brilliant plan from Caleb and Astrid and you know, they worked together before. They know each other so well when it comes to work (and probably more). They were a team for a long time and its like: watching a movie where old action heroes that worked together for a time suddenly have to work again. They just work together like they always did. Its like one comes visit the other one after 10 years of both of them living their lives, and they just look at each other and the person stands up goes to a shelf, gets his old gun out that was hidden there all the time and only asks: how is the weather? And the other says „its clear blue sky“ and they dotn talk anymore and just to their thing like in old times and know exactly what to do. Caleb and Astrid are Assassins in this but you know the dynamic is there.

Another way to put it:

With the dinner invitation trent put up a chess board. And invited Caleb to play. Caleb doesnt answer. Astrid asks him at the door in private: „you said you want to play this game last time you visited me. Do you still want to play? „He says „yes“ and she answers „race you to the top“ wich was clever. It seemed like she wanted to play the game herself, and that is again one half of the truth here: she wants to play this game, but not on her own because she knows she cannot win this alone. She needs help and playful/tricky invites Caleb to play this together against Trent. Like she would say: „I want to play the game and I would want to know who is more clever/better here, you or me“. This is the dynamic I think they had as teens: always challenge each other who is more clever and gets the solution to a riddle first etc. but always playful never hating and i think that is how they connected in the beginning and fell in love at some point. We will see that maybe in the comic in summer.

During the dance she said: „You have to decide soon if you want to play this chessgame because Trent is a bit distracted anyway right now. Also time is of the essence. You have eyes on your back?“ this mental chessgame wont be a game that will finish soon, or in 2-5 episodes. It might go on for half a year because its a chess game where you have to think a lot and think a lot up in front. With the „i will help you with the necklaces“ she holds out the first pawn to Caleb, and with his rampage he takes it and sets it on the board and the game is on.

And its all covered up in half truth and some scheming but never blunt lies because that would be to easy to find out and could be the end of the game.

So Astrid and Caleb are workign together against Trent while behaving like nothing happend. She does her stuff, he does his.

They will meet sometimes because they both have the working connetction to Trent and who knows how this will end? Trent I think is aware that the game is on and I think he will play (move his figures in the next episode. With the maybe task they have to do for him so he lets them go.)

He set the board on the table in the first place.

Tldr:

Caleb wanted to face Trent. He was aware of what he did, he knew their actions did lead to Trent appearing. He wanted to seem to be the scholar that breaks into his old teachers house to get stuff so he can get closer to Trent again, to gather information from inside the assembly so he can take the system down from inside. Astrid might have gibt him the idea, and maybe there is some planing going on between Astrid and Caleb that we can’t see.

#Cr2e127 #critical role #critical role spoilers #critical role speculation #caleb widowgast #astrid beck #critical role caleb #critical role astrid #c2e127 #mytheorie #Cr Astrid #cr caleb #my theory

21 notes · View notes

stecesworld · 3 years

Text

A Feudal Legend. Sesshomaru

(( Hello everyone! This is my first ever fanfic. I have always wanted to write one but was always too nervous that I wouldn't be able to do the charas justice. But I have been having this idea in my head since the begining of Yashime. And I came to the thought, if Sunrise can write a fan fiction and screw up as bad as they did with my favorite chara. Then maybe my noob fic wont be so bad. This is a story of sesshomaru and a OC chara of mine by the name of Akina. This is hopefully the first of many pieces of the story. I hope you all like it.))

“ Young master! Young master, where are you!?” The panicked calls of a young maid running throughout the palace as she ran the halls desperately searching for this land's prince “ Oh where could he be?” It was almost time for his lessons and he was going to be late.

Not too far away, in the forest that surrounded the palace a young boy with silver hair tied into a ponytail and golden eyes no older than ten sat comfortably on a large tree branch, his back leaning against the trunk. He wore a simple yet elegant looking kimono, The fabric, silken and flowed like water everytime he moved to turn a page in the book he was reading . A pattern of purple and blue sakura flowers and petals accented the otherwise white outfit. Starting from the collar and flowing down the left arm. Lightly wrapped over his right shoulder, was a small tuft of fur, looking like a fluffy unwrapped scarf just hanging there.

His eyes glued to the pages of the book, bright with joy that he finally managed to get some time in peace. This young man was the young master of the palace. Inu Sesshomaru. As the prince of the palace and heir to the western lands, Sesshomaru didn’t have much free time. His days were normally filled with lessons and study. History, legends, etiquette, fighting, and how to be a strong and just lord. There was much that was placed upon the shoulders of the young youkai, and he wished to learn all he could from his parents. Sometimes even a prince needs some peace and quiet. So without a word Sesshomaru took his book and left the palace escaping the world of nobility for just a little while.

Sadly, quiet would not last long for the young prince, for there was rapid rustling in the brush followed by yelling. He let out a silent exacerbated sigh. Something was here to disturb him and he had just gotten to the good part of the book as well. Not raising his focus from the pages he pretended to ignore the noise as it got closer. Maybe if he acted as if he didn’t exist, whatever it was would just run right past him. Sadly, that was not what happened…

First a rabbit burst forth, hopping as fast as its little legs would take it. Soon grunts and gumbles followed the rabbit. The pursuer, obviously having a hard time with the dense plants It wasn’t long and with a yip a girl came tumbling from the brush. Her foot had caught on a root causing her to trip and roll a little before stopping face first on her stomach a foot or so away from him. “ Owe..” She groaned as she pushed herself from the ground and onto her knees. “ That really hurt…. Stupid rabbit.” She grumbled rubbing her head. Her long raven black hair ended in the middle of her back and was filled with leaves and small sticks. Her tan skin was covered in dirt and scrapes,her clothing was tattered, and stained. It was obvious that this girl was what one would call a street urchin.

She let out a light hiss and pulled her hand away from her head revealing a decent size cut on the palm of her hand and some blood on her face. She frowned at her hand and let out a sigh. That was going to sting for a week. She was about to stand up when the sound of something hitting the ground caught her attention. “ Huh?” She looked to the tree, her eyes going wide for standing above looking down at her was a beautiful young boy, he looked like a spirit from the forest itself.

Sesshomaru, after hearing the girl hiss in pain, finally closed his book and jumped down the tree branch. The girl was hurt enough for him to smell blood, she was going to attract hungry demons if something wasn’t done about it. He had only taken a couple of steps towards her when her head finally lifted from her palm. As soon as her eyes met his, he stopped and like her was frozen for a moment. Now, how can a demon, especially the young prince of the lord of the west, be stopped by a mere mortal girl? It was her eyes. Though she was human her eyes were of two different colors. One a bright sapphire blue and the other a clear amethyst purple. They shone brightly, full of spirit despite her disheveled appearance. A light breeze blue passed them, fluttering hair and clothing while it took some fallen leaves from the ground with it.

“ Uh, Ah!” The young girls surprised yip broke the silent moment between them as she fell back off her knees and onto her butt. She had not expected to see anyone in this forest, let alone a spirit boy.” W,what are you doing here?!” Sesshomaru just walked forward without speaking a word, the young girl panicking for a moment. “ Hey, stay back, don't make me fight you!” She called out looking around frantically for anything she could use as a weapon. Spotting a rock she picked it up with her cut hand and winced. “ Owe!” She quickly dropped the rock groaning from the dirt now in her cut. “ You are making it worse.” The tone in which the boy spoke was cool, and a bit uncaring as if the existence of other living beings bothered him and he was merely showing her concern because if he didn’t it could possibly be an inconvenience to him later. “ Huh?” She watched in surprise when he knelt down, placed the book on the ground and gently took her hand in his to look at the cut. “ Keep getting dirt in it will make it worse.” He repeated, now sounding slightly annoyed at how dim witted this human girl seemed. The young girl frowned. “ I didn’t mean...ssssssst” She hissed, interrupting her own sentence. “ You make too much noise.” Once he had wiped away as much dirt from her hand he took a piece of his kimono. “ What are you doing?” The sound of cloth tearing graced her ears and she once more panicked. “ H-Hey you can't do that!” She squeaked watching as the fancy white cloth was torn up to create a wrapping for her hand. “ It’s my kimono, I can do what I will with it.” Sesshomaru replied as he tied the silken cloth around her hand to protect the cut. “Still…” She bit her lip until he was finished and looked at her hand. The pristine white fabric looked completely out of place wrapped around her dirty hand. “ Thank you, but, why did you do that?” She asked looking up to him as he picked up his book and stood back up. “ I don’t like the smell of blood. Your hand was reeking of it.” The young girl blinked at him in surprise. “Blood?” She looked down to her now bandaged hand surprised that he was able to smell blood. It was then that sesshomaru started walking away. “ Hey were you going?!” She called out watching him leave. “ Somewhere else, this place smells. I don’t want to be bothered by others.” Others, meaning hungry demons. Not that he was afraid of hungry demons, he just didn’t want to be bothered by them. “ Others? Wait, you don’t mean demons right!?” Sesshomaru said nothing and just kept walking. “ Hey, wait!” She called out, scrambling to her feet and running after him.

“ By the way, my name is Akari.” She said with a smile placing her hands behind her back. “ What’s your name?” He did not answer, instead, he stated an observation. “ You’re exhausted.” Akari stopped for a moment frozen from the statement, then sighed but smiled nonetheless. She didn’t blame him, she was spazzy and a bit of an emotional roller coaster. “ Yeah I guess I am.” She then started walking. “ You still haven't told me your name, you know.” She said once she caught up to him. “ Sesshomaru.” Akina smiled brightly. “ It’s nice to meet you, sesshomaru.”

From that moment on they talked. Well more of akina talked and sesshomaru searched for a new place to read, only opening his mouth to answer a question or two. Strangely, he found himself enjoying this interaction with this human girl. Normally he wasn’t very social, but for some reason he wanted to hear what she said. Especially with the next topic. “ And that is how I found this really cool cave to live in.” He stopped walking and looked over to her curiously. “ A cave?” She nodded excitedly that he was showing interest in her cave. “ Yeah, it’s huge, it even has a waterfall and spring in the back so I have clean water.” Sesshomaru gave her a strange face . “ Why are you living in a cave?” Throughout this whole time she had been talking she didn’t mention how she came to be out here in the forest. Akina looked down at her demon shifting to a more melancholy state. “ I was exiled from the village. There was a drought and some animals died. Everyone seas it’s my fault, that I am a demon.” This fully caught sesshomaru's attention. “ Why’s that?” He asked curiously. “ Well…” Akina fiddles with the bow on her wrapping slightly. Not enough to unwrap it but small tugs. “ It’s because of my eyes. Everyone seas they are not normal and that only demons can have my eyes. They say that my eyes are signs of evil and they did not want me in the village anymore. Because I was bringing drought and sickness. Seshomaru let out a snuff in amusement. “ You, bring about Drought and sickness? Ridiculous.” He said then started walking again. Akina blinked at him, surprised. “ How do you know that?!” Sesshomaru smiled. “ Because I was able to smell your blood. You are definitely human.” Akina’s expression went from a questioning look to a beaming smile. He was the first one to ever see her as human. She opened her mouth to say more when the panicked calls of multiple people rang out. “ Young master!” “Young master, where are you?!” “ Young master!”

Sesshomaru sighed and looked to the direction of the voices. “ I am guessing you are the one they are looking for. Huh?” Sesshomaru nodded in repsode Akina began rubbing her arm with her non cut hand. “ Okay, well…. I guess I will see you then.” Her tone was quiet, and somber but still hopeful. A hint that Sesshomaru did not miss, he looked back at her and nodded. Akina perked up from his response. “ Okay! Then how about tomorrow!?Meet me at the tree okay!” Sesshomaru lifted his hand and waved, showing that he heard her as he disappeared back into the forest. Akina giggling excitedly that she had made a friend. Even if she knew nothing about him. Questions she would have to ask tomorrow. A rustling of brush caught her attention and out hopped a rabbit. The young girl crouched down instantly. “ Okay rabbit this time you're mine.” With that she pounced into the brush.

It didn’t take long once sesshomaru was out in the open for the staff to find him. “ Young master there you are.” We were worried about you.” Your father wishes to see you.” They all said at the same time as they dusted him off and straightened his clothing. The youngest female of the group gasped in horror when she saw the tear in his sleeve. “ Young master, what happened!?” Sesshomaru looked at the woman glaring and pulling his sleeve from her grip. “ Nothing.” He replied and began walking into the palace.

He walked through the doorway and headed to the stairs when out from the side room stepped his mother. The queen of the palace stopped and giving her son a look over. He smelled of a human girl, and blood. Her eyes then fell on his clothing. Feigning ignorance She returned her eyes to her son's face. “ Sesshomaru dear, your clothing is all tattered. What happened?” She asked, flicking open her fan. Sesshomaru looked up to his mother. “ Tore it on a tree branch.” He replied as he headed to his room. “ Did you?” Inukimi replied with a knowing smile spreading across her lips as she his behind the fan. “ Very well, go on and get changed, your father wishes to teach you.” Sesshomaru nodded and wade his way down the hall to his room. His mind is still thinking of his meeting with the strange mortal girl Akina.

#anti sessrin #anti sunrise

3 notes · View notes

wingedweasel · 4 years

Text

My thoughts on Disney Remakes

Get ready for a loooooooooong post. Sorry.

So let me start by saying I don’t have Disney+ and haven’t seen Mulan yet, so I’m only going off of what I’ve seen in trailers and the reviews of other people - both who liked it and those who didn’t. Warning, spoilers if you haven’t seen the animated or remakes of Beauty and the Beast, The Lion King, or Mulan.

My opinion is that it seems like Disney really doesn't understand what to do with these remakes.

With Beauty and the Beast, they tried something different and added/changed some things hoping that it would make the story more enjoyable but kept it generally the same, and people didn't react as positively as Disney wanted. In The Lion King, they went the exact opposite and made it a shot for shot remake, and people still didn't react as positively as Disney was hoping. Now with Mulan, it's a completely different story and people are still not happy with the end product.

I don't think it's an issue with the audience being unsatisfied with everything no matter what. There is a little bit of that, make no mistake. There are people who will be unhappy no matter Disney did. However, I think it's more of an issue of Disney not realizing what people liked about the originals and enhancing that and failing to commit.

Beauty and the Beast tried to be more ‘real’ in bringing in PTDS and references to war, death, illness, and grief over losing a loved one, ramping up the sexism, and making Gaston more of a douche, but I think it would have been a better story if they made it more real/dark. One of the easiest things would be to make Gaston more of a threat and his followers either more blind in worshiping him - more cult like if you will - or having him have to work harder to get them on his side. The animates version had the almost cult like mentality of how the people of the village treated Gaston. If he said jump, they would have started jumping before asking how high. It was easy for him to get blind followers into charging the castle to kill the beast.

In the remake, there were times where, while Gaston was able to talk his way out of a problem, his anger or manipulative actions were kind of just waved away or people were only accepting of him and his desires due to peer pressure - which makes a good foil to the Beast before he was cursed. It could have been something the Beast could have recognized and wanted to changed because he sees that acting this way is really bad, wont get the girl, and doesn’t want to be like Gaston (or making it a teaching moment for Gaston if you want to give the villain a possibility of redemption, either works). Another thing would have been to capitalize on the fact Belle is just as much as an inventor as her father and/or she is secretly the one who makes gadgets the village uses and likes or what her father is going to sell. That way it shows she is smart, resourceful, and would be respected if only she just wasn't a gosh darn woman. At the end, when it’s revealed that Gaston is a bad guy and that Belle is the one who created everything, she would be able to get the respect and acceptance of the village she should have had all along. Instead she gets belittled for being able to read and is a senseless romantic because she like Romeo and Juliet? What? Honestly, I don’t think if she ever returned to the village and tried to encourage and teach the little girl to read again, she would have been just as dismissed as she was at the beginning. Her life wouldn’t have changed in any way if she did go back to her ‘provincial life.’

People know this story, as I said, so changing it up a bit with the background things but still making it about the message of it's the personality that makes a good person and how you overcome people not believing in you the focus would have made it better than just Gaston having PTSD, Belle wants to teach girls to read, and a potentially hidden gay character. In short, they could have made this a completely different movie and I think people would have been happy with that. Instead, they started to make changes, doubled back, and we got some lackluster kinda pro-feminism...thing. Also, get a singer for musicals. The singing wasn’t terrible, but still actual singers should be used in musicals more often.

The Lion King suffered for opposite reasons. It seems as if Disney saw that people didn’t like the changes they made to Beauty and the Beast, and went “Okay, not changes at all!” A shot for shot remake should only be done if you can make it interesting. You get bonus points for getting original actors, settings, and crew. Update the technology and it usually becomes better. This should have been an easy A+ since The Lion King did all this. However, it didn’t because it was too real - in a bad way. I haven’t seen the remake of the Jungle Book, but I have heard good things about it because of the way the characters were designed. They were interesting to look at even if they looked more realistic and not as cartoony as they could have done. The Lion King should have gone this root. The characters here were a bit bland looking. They’re just lions, which cool. They hyper realism of the CG was an interesting thing to do - in theory. The hyperrealism in something like Beowolf made it eye catching and was almost a character itself. In The Lion King, there wasn’t a whole lot of variance between everyone. All the animals all looked the same as one another. Sure in nature animals tend to have little variance within their species, but in movies 0 especially a kid’s movie - characters need to stand out from one another to be easily identifiable. Some of the quirks of the animated version could have been used to do this. Make Simba’s mane more reddish-orange, Scar’s mane should have been black. Some of my favorite characters were the lead hyenas. They all had a unique look - it didn’t hurt that Whoppi Goldberg was Shenzi. Now everyone is the same. Also, the mouth and facial emotes didn’t really work with the hyper realism. If they had made the facial features ‘looser’ and a bit more animated, it would have helped convey the expressions so much more and when they started singing, it would have looked more ‘natural’ for them to be doing so.

Nothing was really changes story-wise; they did add some dialogue and minor things like that, but not a whole lot else. It probably could have gotten away with making more alterations to the story - either by adding scenes or changing backstories or things like that - and people wouldn’t have been as mad as with other movies (as long as the changes made sense and added to the plot and weren’t changes just to be changes).

Now Mulan, on the other hand, seems to be split 50/50 sor far. It’s only been out for a short time, so not a whole bunch of people have seen it - myself included - but looking at reviews, it looks like Disney say the hate The Lion King got for being a shot for shot remake and went, “Fine, we’ll change everything!” And they did. I mean, they kept the general idea of a young woman taking her father’s place in the army to fend off an invading force and she somehow defeats the big bad (I think? I heard something about the Emperor fighting the big bad? I mean, it is Jet Li, so he has to have at least one fight scene, so...). I will say that from the previews that I have seen and all the reviewers agree that the movie is very pretty. It has gorgeous cinematography and the set design looks amazing. There were some other positives that a lot of people toted like even though Mulan has a love interest, it really isn’t that big a thing, and the fight scenes were very well choreographed, and some character interactions that were quite funny - things like that. Important things to be sure, but some of the biggest complaints were that Mulan in the animated version was shown to be resourceful, cunning, and proved that a woman could save the day just a s successfully - if not better - than a man (although why she had a fan when she went back to being a woman, I don’t know, but whatever). In the remake, it seems like strength and fighting prowess is all that is needed to be a hero.

Apparently, Qi is a thing in the movie and if you have more of it, it allows people - men - to be good fighters and do more athletic things better than those without it (I guess?) Women who have it are apparently shunned, which is part of one of the Witch’s backstory. She has Qi and uses it for dark magic...okay? Do some men not use it for evil? Is every woman who has it eventually turn evil? Speaking of the Witch, she is super more powerful than the main baddie. She is physically more powerful, has Qi, uses magic - some of which she uses to shapeshift? Like, why do we need another baddie? She should be the main villain. One reviewer said it would have been a great twist if she was just pretending to be the main guy using her shapeshifting powers and we only find out right at the end. Now that would have been cool. We get a strong female villain who plays off of the gender restrictions of the society and turns everything on its head by going, “I was a woman the whole time! All those things you said a woman couldn’t do, well, I was doing them and you didn’t have any complaints then!” Instead, we get another movie where the villainous woman is second to the villainous man simply because of gender stereotypes. Hell, even if the man was just pretending to be the main baddie and acting as her puppet would have been better.

I guess because she really isn’t the main villain, she gets to have a redemption scene and save the hero, but was that really necessary? Couldn’t she be bad and stay bad until the very end? Why not? Anyway, she sacrifices herself to save Mulan, and it’s supposed to be an emotional scene which causes Mulan to find her inner strength and gives her a power boost to defeat the baddie.

Mulan also doesn’t have a lot of cunning in this remake, apparently. She’s more physical than the animated version, but...wasn’t the point of Mulan to show that you needed more than physicality to save the day? The thing that I’ve seen most people complain about is this. In the animated version, Mulan and the other soldiers are given the task to climb a pole wearing heavy weights (I’ll Make a Man Out of You is one of the best songs ever, fight me). After a montage of her failing physical tasks, she is only able to succeed climbing the pole through her smarts. Not because she suddenly got supper buff and could lift herself up the pole. Yes, she gets physically stronger and becomes the best at everything during the finale of the song, but that just a result of training. You start off really bad and then become good. I believe what made this scene so powerful was that she was held back by the belief that she wasn’t ‘cut out’ for the army. She had to overcome her own mentality before she could start to be a better soldier. She does that by using her brain to find a different way to climb the pole.

In the remake, the task is to climb steps up a mountain carrying buckets of water. It’s not an easy task, as everyone fails, but apparently, she just keeps at it until she is physically strong enough to do it? No more effective way of carrying the buckets than just T-pose while holding them out to the side. Like I said, training makes you stringer. Practice makes you better. This is obvious. You get stronger the longer you work your muscles. There’s nothing special about that. Yes, the men were probably comparatively physically stronger than her, but they all struggled too. What’s the lesson here? Just keep at it and one day you will be big and strong? Okay, cool I guess. That’s something that is helpful, don’t get me wrong. Dedication and hard work are important. Being physically strong is one aspect of being a soldier - especially during the time period the movie is set in, but it’s not the be all end all. That’s what made Mulan stand out: she was at such a disadvantage she had to find a different way of doing things to succeed. Then the training kicked in and she became physically stronger.

It’s also good to note that in the animated version, she never relies on her physical strength to do something. Sure she is super awesome at the end of the training montage, but that’s all we see of her being physical. She uses smarts to defeat the army, the previous method of climbing the pole to get inside the palace, and deception to knock out the guards. No epic parkour, no breaking down walls, just her brain. In the remake, it seems as if strength is the be all end all. Mulan is supposed to be a role model for young girls and an example of why you shouldn’t listen to stereotypes. At least, she is supposed to be. And she is - in the animated version. Here, it seems as if the message is forget about being intelligent. All that really matters is that you be physically strong. I mean, even that hot mess of a movie Hercules taught us that this is wrong. You need more than just muscles to be a hero. Being able to fight isn’t what makes you a hero (it’s certainly part of it, obviously). You need a good heart and a good head, not a six pack.

With all that said, it looks like the Mulan remake suffered from trying to not be Mulan. It went too far in changing things. It added things that it didn’t need to add, and took out things that helped make the animated version well liked. The love story that wasn’t? They took out Shang, but added another love interest? Just keep Shang. Looking back, and even at the time I first saw it, it’s amazing to see the hero is a woman and she doesn’t need to rely on a relationship to reach her goals. The added bonus of having Shang was that he os believed to be the first LGBT Disney character. He respected Ping and thought him a friend before the big reveal and no one can convince me otherwise the looks Shang gave Ping during the training montage and after Ping gives Shang some encouragement right before they march out to the meet the main army are anything other than Shang thinking “Damn, I want some of that.” Add in the fact that he starts to act all flustered when he returned the helmet just shows that he had feelings for Ping, but now that Ping is actually a girl he can act on those feelings (this is both Ancient China we are talking about, not 2020...where being LGBT is still not always accepted...).

Okay, so what does all that mean for the Mulan remake? Beauty and the Beast wasn’t the best because it didn’t go far enough with its changes, The Lion King didn’t have enough changes, and Mulan had too many changes? Not exactly. Mulan, as a story, can work with being completely different from the original animated version. It probably mostly does. It’s more than like going to be a success on Disney+. But if any movie could have been a shot for shot remake, it should have been Mulan. Hell, making it not be a musical and adapting the story to account for that could work. It was the lessons that made the animated version so well liked. Also the humor, Eddie Murphy makes a great side kick. You have the yearning for ‘more’ and the feeling of not fitting in that Beauty and the Beast has combined with the self-doubt and acceptance despite origins of The Lion King. You have a kickass female hero who breaks all the gender rules of her society and saves the day by using her brain and not a sword. No magic to save the day - the ancestor spirts being the only mystical thing about the movie. Mushu isn’t overtly magical and he doesn’t really help do anything except be a convenient Zippo light two times in the movie - it could be argued that he, and magic in general, is a source of conflict since the other spirits all want to bring Mulan home. Also no stupidly forced romance subplot - or worse a love triangle. The remake just doesn’t have any of that, really. It’s basically just another action movie with the added flavor of a woman pretending to be a man in the army. It’s almost a ‘chosen one’ narrative since the aspect of Qi looks to be a major plot point - and source of conflict. There’s magic - and oh by the way, there’s a phoenix attached to Mulan for some reason...? - and what looks like a romance subplot (one where the guy isn’t Bi boooooooo). Mulan could have been shot for shot and would be successful. It can also be successful by making changes, but not many. We like Mulan the way it was. If you need to make changes or updates to it, fine, but don’t make the story so unrecognizable that it becomes a different movie. Mulan doing a whole bunch of fancy martial arts before literally beating the big bad and an evil Witch who turns into a bird are things we don’t want and the story doesn’t need.

Disney needs to stop messing with the original stories. We liked the old animated versions for a reason. Beauty and the Beast and The Lion King were two of the biggest box office hits and two of the most popular Disney movies today. The were huge successes and are still talked about 20+ years later. These remakes are just meh.

If Disney does change the story, change it in a way that emphasizes what was liked about the original. Otherwise, make it into a different movie and - more importantly - call it something else.

#Disney #Mulan #Lion King #Beauty and the Beast #remake #rant #film review

7 notes · View notes

yakumtsaki · 4 years

Photo

Alright you guys, sorry for the delay, I’ve had to restart this post 20 fucking times because my changes weren’t being saved in the draft and then I kept getting the ‘upload failed’ error. In case you don’t remember wtf is going on you might wanna re-read the last update (I certainly had to) which is apparently from JUNE 2018. Jfc I suck so hard. Now this was gonna be really long but tumblr wouldn’t post it so I’m breaking it up in 3 parts, part 2 to be posted tomorrow. For those that don’t feel like reading back, general recap of the last couple updates:

Jojo cheated on Wyatt with Max Flexor and my solution to that marital crisis was to adopt our first dog ever, a puppy hilariously named Maxx.

The puppy grew up to be an asshole and is constantly beating up the cats, who have turned into giant pussies (no pun intended) and are losing every fight to him despite the fact they’re named after Mortal Kombat characters. They’re a fucking disgrace to Alegra’s/Victor’s/Ronroneo’s memory and I haven’t settled on a cat heir yet because they both suck.

Jojo is perma miserable, I don’t even remember how much money away from his 100k LTW, and still not a werewolf despite my pathologically persistent attempts to make him friends with the wolf.

Fucking useless Wyatt didn’t get promoted while Komei was alive providing us with his 100 townie friends, we spent 20 updates befriending every rando that crossed our lot to secure his promotion, and then finally on the day he was supposed to become Captain Hero, Wyatt got, of course, fired and is now on track to take longer to complete his literal career based LTW than Komei took to get 6 pets on the top of their careers.

Absolutely everyone hates noogie addict Shajar, she got a Kylo Ren makeover, and we still don’t know what her sexual orientation is thanks to her ridiculous fitness/fatness turn ons and cleanliness turn off.

Golden child/10 nice points freakshow Cyneswith grew up, rolled romance with the most disturbing turn-ons/offs possible (grey hair/mechanical & charisma turn off) and the 20 simultaneous lovers LTW.

Wulf grew up into a kid, got an Amadeus makeover, is officially a Wyatt clone and the only member of this family I don’t completely hate yet.

Now I’d like to begin the first Union post in more than a year by requesting you do me a solid and lower your expectations for this thing as far down as humanly possible. Like really try to recreate the Jules Verne classic “Journey to the Center of the Earth” with your expectations here, because my brain is so fucking fried that there’s a 20% chance I randomly start citing sources at some point during this post. This grad school crap has seriously been the worst trade deal in the history of trade deals, maybe ever. And speaking of bad trade deals, let’s get this update rolling with the man, the myth, the legend, the husband who managed to make Komei look like a dreamboat in comparison..

..Wyatt fucking Union, née Monif. It’s been a long time, but I’m not gonna lie to you Wyatt, not nearly long enough. Looking good man, just one small question, where the fuck are your eyebrows?

-You àccidéntally deléted thém, imbécilé, et I cannôt exprèss my irritatiόn prόperly becausé I hàve non eyebrôws!

Did your selective French accent get thicker this past year or is it just me?

-It géts thickér whén je suis distrésséd, givé moi mon eyebrôws bàcc!!!

No can do, brother. Actually can do, but I think the Mona Lisa look is working for you, and more importantly I still hate you, so I’m just gonna hardcore ignore you for the rest of this post if that’s ok. Talk to me when you finally get promoted, aka never the way this shit is going.

-Non! NON! MON EYEBROWS!

It’s been lovely catching up.

Jojό I mean Jojo, goddammit Wyatt, is spending most of his time building robots in the mausoleum (sweet hipster band name alert)..

..giving financial advice in Shajar’s room (inb4 what’s the difference between the mausoleum and Shajar’s room)..

..building evil snowmen alone in the middle of the night, like all mentally healthy middle aged men with 3 kids are wont to do..

..and getting the piss harassed out of him by the cat ghosts in the bathroom (sweet hipster band name alert #2). How is this like the fourth time this happens in the exact same spot, will you just stop autonomously cleaning the bathroom after midnight? It’s obviously where the cats hang out, give it the fuck up already.

-I’m actively TRYING TO DIE you absolute moron, what does a guy have to do to get killed around here?

Yea can’t say that I blame you but not happening, you can commit suicide by Ghost Alegra after the kids fuck off to college, ok? I promise.

-Oh like you promised me being heir was a route worth pursuing??

Um obviously you too need to go back and re-read your own life story, because I spent the entirety of our “““cherished””” time together telling you heirship is a shitty gig at generation 2. And then to top it off you went and married Wyatt to ensure maximum shittiness, so there you go, fucking enjoy. God I am so sick of both of you losers and we’re only 5 pics in. Let’s check in with your spawn, I’m sure they can’t possibly be more annoying than their parents-

-oh right, I forgot, this is the generation with 10/10/9 active points where the party never stops. Cyneswith are you somehow twerking to classical music?

-How else am I gonna attract all those hot senior citizens per my grey hair turn on and 20 lovers LTW?

Ok great yea I see how this is gonna go, you’re trying to entice people into voting you for heir based on how torturous playing this fucked up LTW is gonna be for me, well forget it, my readers are intellectuals and completely above such petty entertainment. (istg mofos, don’t even think about it, i already did Komei’s 5 pets career shit, i will burn this place to the ground if you saddle me with Cyneswith banging the elderly for 30 years)

-No need to worry your stupid little head, I will beat Cyneswith for HEIR just like I beat her HAIR up daily! HAHA!

Shajar no offense but you’re a fucking war crime of a sim, nearly everyone who’s ever met you hates you including your parents, and the fact that you’re the alternative here is really not helping my situation in any way. Also how the fuck are you gonna be heir when the only thing you seem to be attracted to is giving noogies, you’re like one week away from college and I still don’t even know if you’re str8 or gay or bi or w/e the fuck you are. You have Jojo’s personality combined with..

..yes exactly, DANIEL’S SOCIAL ABILITIES. I mean I was joking with the whole ‘Shajar’s the spawn of Satan’ thing, but this combo of traits was clearly drawn up in Hell’s boardroom.

ANYWAY. It’s a snowy Sunday morning, and anyone who has been a teen knows what that means:

Time to go clubbing! Man I remember being like 15, waking up on a freezing Sunday morning and my mom making me a cup of hot chocolate before I drove off to the club. Those were the days.

-Uh, Shaj, when did you learn how to drive?

-Don’t be stupid, Cyneswith, people don’t need to ‘learn’ how to drive.

-They absolutely do, actually.

-Well what can I tell you, the dark side of the Force is a pathway to many abilities some consider to be unnatural.

-Here we are, safe and sound! Celebratory noogie!

-YOU RAN OVER 9 PEOPLE

-How many times to I have to explain this to you, Apartment Life townies are not people.

Can’t argue with that logic. Let’s just go in and find out what Shajar’s sexual orientation is once and for all so I can spend the rest of this update aggressively promoting Wulf’s candidacy.

Now I consider ‘a picture is worth a thousand words’ one of the dumbest sayings there is, but even I have to concede that this particular picture truly is worth a thousand words. Quick poll, what is more horrifying, Shajar’s literal Joker face or Cyneswith, whom I’ve never seen read a book ever, autonomously pulling one out in the middle of the dance floor, in what I can only assume is an attempt to attract old perverts with the schoolgirl routine?

And I know what some of you are thinking, you’re like ‘bro, you’re just reaching to make a bad joke bro, Cyneswith is just a sweet nice introvert and not like other girls, she doesn’t feel comfortable in the club’, well to that let me reply with another picture that is worth a thousand words:

Yea that’s right, on the first minute of our first time out WE RUN INTO THAT ONE ELDER TOWNIE THAT HAS WRINKLE MAKE UP ON. GODDAMMIT CYNESWITH

Do you guys remember how Jojo was obsessed with Stephen Tinker as a teen? Are you seeing the connection here?? Those kids have literally inherited the worst possible traits from both their parents turned up to 11, it’s fucking unreal.

Right after I get over Wrinkle’s presence I turn around and what do I see, those 2, who have never had a non-noogie physical interaction, autonomously doing the family kiss thing. I didn’t even catch it on time because I was loling irl, we came out here so these assholes can find age-appropriate partners, and instead they’re kissing each other. Seems about right with this family, and clearly Striped Scarf’s dumb ass ships it.

-They look so much alike, it’s meant to be!

Yes, and they even share the same last name! Talk about written in the stars.

Thankfully Abhijeet is here to save us from incest by perving on Cyneswith. GTFO ABHIJEET. Anyone like ‘bro townies just autonomously come to greet your sims on community lots regardless of age, stop calling them perverts’, see you in about 5 pics down.

I try to have Shajar chat up Striped Scarf and suffice it to say Shaj ~stole her heart~ and presumably put it on this stick to wave around.

NO. CYNESWITH NO. I’m seriously having déjà vu of all the times I was like ‘NO. JOJO NO’, jfc.

Shajar is unsurprisingly exhibiting no interest in socializing with anyone around her, instead she’s trying every activity this terribly lit place has to offer, and she looks demented while doing it:

I’m feeling a primal urge to photoshop Darth Vader’s melted helmet on the bowling ball here, someone please remind me to do it for the heir vote photoshoot.

-HA. SUCK IT DENISE JACQUET

That’s Denise Jacquet?! I can’t tell who anyone is for shit anymore. The default replacements are a scourge upon premade brands, I’m getting rid of them pronto. Speaking of scourges, where the hell is your sister?

-Who cares?

I wanna say ‘me’ but we both know that’s a lie.

Oh ok, THERE SHE IS.

-So you see Cyneswith, just because something is technically ‘illegal’, doesn’t mean it’s morally wrong-

Yea yea fascinating stuff, now get out of the hot tub or I will fucking neuter you, I don’t know if a eunuch mod already exists for medieval games but I will make one if it doesn’t.

Here, Cyneswith, drink some water, have a nice G-rated convo with your sister about violins and stop pissing me off.

-First of all this is straight vodka.

Great.

-Secondly Shajar is talking about Mozart’s coprophilia.

-I sure am.

Amazing. Well, I guess it’s at times like these when you need to look inside your heart and truly ask yourself, what did you expect from Jojo’s children.

ABHIJEET ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME DID YOU EVEN HEAR ME TALK ABOUT CASTRATION

-Ha, I went home and put on my most elderly-looking formal wear!

-I hate to see you go but I love to watch you leave Ab <3

CYNESWITH SHUT UP. I can’t believe you people are actually making me miss Gunther’s teenage whoring, at least he kept it age appropriate.

-Is some random lady pressing her breasts against my head?

She most certainly is, Shajar, because it is now crystal clear that this bowling alley doubles as the site of annual perv townie convention and we walked right into it-

-and it’s also clear we have serious issues and are enjoying ourselves. Shaj I legit don��t know what to tell you, this is the first time you get along with someone right away and it just had to be the adult with the bad haircut and the flasher’s trench coat???

-You’re damn right it did.

Alright then, I’m officially going to nope out of this situation, safe in the knowledge you’re a noogiesexual and nothing will actually happen with this freak, so I’ll focus on Cyneswith instead who is much more of a loose canon.

Here Cyn, talk to this guy, who I’m 90% sure is the same guy your father rejected in favor of stalking Stephen Tinker when he was your age.

-Ohhhh, he’s dreamy!

Omg really?? Halleluj-

-oh never mind, you were of course referring to adult ass Brandon Lillard. I do like that our townies have recurring roles each generation, we should make rejecting Blondie a rite of passage in this family. We should also officially gtfo because this is happening:

-Um, now that I’m looking at you in harsher lighting, it’s gonna be a no from me dawg.

Oh, thank the fucking lord.

-Let’s celebrate the fact we didn’t get hopelessly obsessed with any adults here by doing the traditional Dance of Normality!

-We beat Dad’s genes, we beat Dad’s genes!

-We’re normal!

Yes, and we’re definitely showing it. Can we please leave now so I can make sure I’ve uninstalled Inteenminator and turn off free will?

-Nop! Venue change!

-Got-out-of-the-car celebratory noogie!

-Made-it-to-the-door celebratory noogie!

Shajar you unironically have a noogie addiction, I’m not kidding in the slightest, you need to see a doctor.

Great, great, not another teen in sight and to top it off Denise followed us here to ensure maximum elder presence. I feel comfortable officially declaring this day a complete waste of time.

God, the vintage pink dress and the pink alcohol combo is some straight up current era Taylor Swift nonsense. That’s it, we’re outta here, back home where no one is lurking, waiting to strike at us-

-SOPHIE NOOOOOOOOOOOO💔💔💔💔💔

-The Lord is my shepherd.

NO HE ISN’T EVERYONE KNOWS YOU CAN’T HERD CATS PLEASE DON’T DIE

-Nop, I’m over it. Goodbye heathens, it’s been nice, hope you don’t find your paradise.

UGH SOPHIE, my beloved Westboro lunatic, the last gangsta generation 1 cat we had.. I can’t believe you’re gone and all I’m left with is stupid Goro and D’vorah who can’t even beat up the fucking dog. This is truly painful.

Yes, pets, I agree, Kaylynn is completely to blame for Sophie dying of old age. The time has now come to decide on a cat heir-

-and since Goro ran away like a little bitch after Sophie’s death despite the fact he didn’t even like her, he’s automatically disqualified and will be going off to live on Melody and Daniel’s farm once returned to us. Congratulations to D’vorah I guess, on being the least terrible of two terrible options.

On the topic of terrible heir options, Cyn has non-stop wants to go on dates and have her first kiss and all that crap, and since our Sunday morning clubbing was a bust we invite over the matchmaker.

-Hello there young Union, I see your house has been upgraded since I was last here.

Oh right we haven’t required your services since Daniel was a teen and we lived in a trailer, well we are flush with cash now!

-Hopefully your payment reflects that.

It will!! Just please give us someone good, I can’t deal with single teen Cyn for one more second.

-Oh my, what a beautiful BLANK PIECE OF PAPER.

WHAT!? NO THAT’S 5K IT’S JUST A SNOW GLITCH

-What do I look like to you, a money thawing service?

Does such a service.. exist??

-It does not, so I have to go home and use a hairdryer on this!

Just come inside and we’ll give you non-frozen money!

-No, no, you’ll get what you paid for..

-Have a magical time!

...

.........

......................

Lakshmi this was so fucking evil that I almost want to age you down and see if you and Shajar hit it off.

-As if, the whole neighborhood knows what you did to Komei.

Helped him achieve his insane 6-pets-career LTW?

-Turned him into a servant while your sim was lounging around all day!

Oh yea I did do that. But Wyatt was also a townie and he does literally nothing, Jojo is the servant now!

-Only because Wyatt is too fucking stupid to do things! Word has gotten out, no townie will ever marry in this family again unless they’re brain dead, so it’s Wyatts only for you from now on, sister!

Well this has been a complete fucking disaster. It was great seeing you again, Lakshmi, thanks for the dream date with the adult farting machine, 5k well-spent.

Pretty sure it was you bro, and yes, how about we don’t do that again.

Wyatt has brought over Amanda from work! (Aka Victoria’s only friend and subsequent lesbian lover, who is really pretty and is definitely getting married in at some point, preferably after the brown hair genes have been weakened so we can go back to being gingers.)

-Wow Shajar, your grandmother, God rest her soul, mentioned you were her favorite and now I can see why! Loving the Kylo Ren look!

-Is someone being genuinely nice to me?! What is happening?

-Yes, please stop being nice to her, Amanda, we don’t want her getting used to it.

Jojo istg.

-Cyneswith dear, tell Amanda all about how much money your grandmother left you so she can stop being nice to Shajar.

-Soooo much money, Miss Amanda!

-Ah, what a polite child I’ve single-handedly raised.

-Now, Cyneswith, you really need to get back on the dating scene so you have ample time to find the perfect spouse and continue our line, since you’re clearly the only one of my children that is remotely heir material.

-Dad, Shajar and Wulf are right next to you.

-Oh they are? I’m wearing my special contact lenses that make those disappointments invisible to me, but even better, they need to hear this. Shajar is a noogiesexual and thus incapable of reproduction, and Wulf is not even a Union, I mean have you seen that kid? Wyatt reproduced by himself like the amoeba he is. Now, your grandmother-

-YOU MENTIONED ME 3 TIMES AND HERE I AM

OH FUCK VICTORIA, deleting the default replacements gave you base game hair!!!!

-That’s the part you’re scared by, not my Beetlejuicesque entrance?

There’s literally nothing scarier than your ghost sporting this haircut for all eternity, I’m re-downloading that default immediately.

-Oh mom, so good to see you! Let me just hug my beloved child, Shijer-

-Shajar, dad.

-SHAJAR, let me hug Shajar, like I do all the time.

-I’m glad to see you’re not picking favorites among your children like I did, the way I treated David-

-Daniel, mom.

-DANIEL, is the one thing I’ve truly been regretting in the afterlife. That and not skinning Marisa Bendett alive when I had the chance.

-Well, as you can see by Shajar’s totally normal and not at all shocked reaction to my hug, I am a wonderful, fair, and emotionally available father.

(Bruh this freaked me out so much when it happened, I mean I KNOW it’s an animation glitch but I was convinced my sims had become sentient for a good while after)

-Is your grandmother’s ghost still on the premises?

-Yup.

-When will this nightmare end, paying attention to you is the worst.

-Ok she’s gone.

-FINALLY. Now it’s back to the crypt for you, and don’t you dare go complain to her urn!

-Ah, Stephen, Stephen, my life is crap and I can’t even🎵

And with the knowledge you have composed a theme song for Stephen Tinker, part 1 of the Union comeback update is concluded. Will Shajar’s sexual orientation reveal itself? Will Cyneswith find true love? Will Jojo become a werewolf? Will Wulf continue to be the only dignified member of this family? Will D’vorah have kittens? Will Wyatt do literally anything worth mentioning? Tune in for parts 2 & 3 to find out, unfollow button on the upper right corner for those who need it.

#gen 2 #ts2

49 notes · View notes

bluest-planet · 4 years

Text

I really hope no one hates me for this but: I.... I liked the last of us part 2. Its definitely not a good game though. What I mean is that the environment and the overall graphics look amazing in my opinion, as i live for overgrown aesthetics, but the story could obviously do some work, and the representation was pretty bad, and some characters weren't very well written.

However, since I've finished it and waited a while, I liked it. Or at least, I don't hate it and I do love some parts of it. The 'first part' is good to me and I will replay it like I do the first game, over and over to pass time and slowly collect everything. There were also some characters I grew to absolutely adore, namely Dina, Lev and Yara (Ellie too obviously love that girl) and as much as I wanted to dislike I kinda became indifferent to Abby.

Going into spoiler territory here so be warned.

Abby... God what at clusterfuck for lack of a better word.

Look: Abby was not in the right in killing Joel, and she joined a group that caused senseless harm to everyone that wasn't them (the Seraphites arent good either but from the looks of some of the letters look like some elders or what not twisted their prophet's words to cause problems and the WLF broke a treaty first for some reason) she killed other characters Ellie was close to, she caused a horrible line of events going after Joel, especially in the manner she did it instead of at least taking him out gracefully. She says things that put me off and I didn't like her, kinda hated her really but she's the only one I didn't hate out of her entire group (maybe Manny gets a pass but I don't care much for him)

I only started to like her after she took in Lev and Yara, because in my opinion they were born in a bad situation and kinda indoctrinated?? When you look at Lev's reason for running and the Seraphites plan for him it really makes you thank god he's not with them anymore. The siblings also have good personalities and Yara's sacrifice actually made me feel very sad, but mad respect for her taking down a very evil hinted character (ashame they had to villainize the black people though, Isaac could've been white and made no difference or add more 'good' black characters that weren't killed off everyone is justified for hating NaughtyDog for that) but Lev and Abby's interactions were sweet? Nice? Idk but for me I saw Abby as kinda irredeemable but capable of some good in protecting Lev to kinda atone? Like, you've been such a shitty person and you can't make up for it so the least you can do is help this one kid. (I know people pointed out this is apprtly supposed to parallel Joel and Ellie? But I didn't get that vibe at first.

To summarize: Abby is a shit person and while I like the idea of Ellie killing her, I care for Lev and what she means to Lev as a kid with nothing left. Side note- if her father didn't die and joel didn't die I think the two could've been friends, or at least talk things out because of miscommunication and I was lowkey hoping Lev and Abby would be able to live in peace in Jackson (or mostly Lev).

Also would like to add: me and my sibling thought what Abby's father agreed to do was immoral and as much as the game likes to make it seem like a morally grey area or choice over whether or not joel should've saved Ellie- it wasn't. 1: Ellie nor Joel were told before hand that it would kill Ellie and give them a chance to think about it. 2: Everyone has pointed out that you can't make a fungal vaccine, thats not how it works and if anything, it would have been a waste to kill (as far as we know) the only person immune to the fungus instead of just run blood tests or waited, instead of jumping to kill her for it. (Also ngl the fact that Abby's dad cares more about a Zebra over a human girl is kinds concerning and while Abby doesn't know a lot about how this would work, her dad did and was willing to kill another girl for a 'cure' without asking her first despite being a doctor.)

In all: people will hate it, rightfully so, but i liked it looking back and I know it's flaws. I wont deny I find it shitty how badly they did the poc rep- being latine myself and seeing Manny was,,,, weird and kinda jarring. Please don't hate on me for it I just wanted to put my two cents guys.

#tlou2 #tlou2 spoilers #the last of us part 2 #not writing

5 notes · View notes

frigidvm · 4 years

Text

✧･ﾟ( khione + kaylee bryant + cisfemale ) 𝒎𝒂𝒎𝒎𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒂 !! have you seen ( eleanora “ella” duponte ) around ? ( she ) has been in kaos for ( six months ). the ( twenty two year old ) is a/an ( unemployed ) from ( ontario, canada ). people say they can be ( fierce ) but maybe that’s not too bad ‘cause they can also be ( cunning ). whenever i think of them, i can’t help but think of ( the numbness in your fingertips when touching ice, frost patterns along a rose petal, & the warmth of hot chocolate on a winter morning ).

I ALSO MADE A PINTEREST HERE IT ISSSSSS click here

hi usually i have a pretty intro graphic but ya girl is feeling ultra lazy today and photoshop is being a big bitch and so i just ... decided to use a little gif that truly encompasses ella as a person EIRUFLKND

BUT ANYWAYS hey it’s me again, lou, i also play julietta and i am soooo excited to be introducing this baby to you all !! i’m gonna be frank, she’s not the easiest to get along with ?? i kinda based her a little bit off of how khione was in the pjo books but Less Evil and Less Messy if that makes sense ?? she’s just really blunt and kinda sorta rude and very much the queen of RBF. below is a bio i wrote in second person -- it’s pretty long so u dont have to read it if u dont want to i promise it wont hurt my feelings ill be happy to give u a tldr if u want me to.

i hope u enjoy my baby ,, pls dont be afraid to plot with her i promise she may seem like a meanie but she rlly does have the Capability to be nice ,,, she’s just forgotten how ,,

on december 25th, in the year 1997, you made your way into the world in the midst of the coldest night ontario had faced in months. your parents, evelyn and nathaniel duponte, had prayed and prayed for a baby girl for years. years and years and years of trying and trying and trying until eventually, they had given up. and it was only when they’d given up that you came to be.

as a child, you were nothing short of the brightest light in the house. your smile was enough to brighten even the darkest of hearts, your laughter sweeter than even the daintiest christmas bells. you were a dream child – that is, until they stole your light. and how did the do that, you ask ? well, this is truly where our story begins …

no one is entirely sure when the passion blossomed, but some rumor it to have started on your fourth birthday. your mother and father thought that a fun trip to an ice skating rink would make for a good present, and much to their surprise, you were a natural. it was as if you were born specifically for the ice. one step into the rink and off you went, able to hold yourself upright and balanced even at such a young age. a prodigy, they said. absolutely incredible, they praised. you left that evening with a new pair of skates and weekly lessons scheduled into your routine.

after two months of lessons, they went from weekly to three times a week. and then every day. before you really knew what was happening, you were spending every second of your life at the ice rink, honing in your skills. this talent that you possessed was going to get you far in life, your coach had said. what he didn’t seem to realize was the monster that it would awaken within your mother. it was gradual, at first. a slow trickle. one day she was more proud of you than any parent ever could, and then a week later she was subtly criticizing your technique. and then she was restricting you from going out with friends, saying that practice was far more important. and then she was pointing out every single flaw that you had, and harshly at that. pretty soon, the joy in your eyes winked out, the warmth in your chest icing over entirely. if a machine was what she wanted for a daughter, a machine was what she would get.

competitions came and went, gold medals were secured, and you were on a fast track to competing in the olympics. your once bright and bubbly personality had since faded into one of cold and cunning, of ice and harsh. you only ever smiled when you won. your mother was no longer the nurturing woman you remembered. your father allowed her to treat you like her own personal doll. you began to fold within yourself until you were nothing but a frozen front, a heart iced completely with no chance of thaw.

your first olympics were terrifying. but you persevered, and came home with the gold for your division. a landslide win, they’d called it. rookie sensation, they deemed you. the praise went right to your head, and the arrogance bloomed in your chest. you knew just how good you were, and didn’t let anyone tell you differently. four years later, you competed again, and yet another gold. a two time olympic champion, a national ranking – what more could you need ?

and then you saw the zillow ad for a nice house on a small island called kaos. for the first time in forever, something besides ice caught your attention. it was an impulse decision, and a quick move. she waited until both of her parents were out of the house to have all of her things collected, and just like that, she was gone. vanished. no word as to where she was going other than a note that read ‘see you whenever.’ it’s been six months since then, and she has no plans on leaving kaos anytime soon.

iii. details.

she is not very nice ,,,

she also comes from a fuckload of money. very high society.

is a world ranked figure skater

has won two olympic gold medals

her favorite color is champagne ( shes so boujee i hate her )

always has very manicured nails

honestly the best way i can describe her is like

blair waldorf except not whiny ??? very much a “i’m important and idc what you say about it” vibe

definitely lives in designer clothing

used to be very artistic and was actually fantastic at painting and drawing and sculpting but then her mom was like “its a distraction no more for u”

she really …. doesn’t know how to have fun anymore ??

MAAAAAJOR slytherin vibes. like major. very ambitious and cunning and will do anything to get to where she wants to be

like she doesn’t care who she has to go through

and she also doesn’t care who’s feelings she hurts

has a maine coon named fluffernutter ,,, because he is white and brown and reminded her of the sandwich. however she commonly refers to him as fluff and refuses 2 tell anyone his actual name

wears only one piece of jewelry and it is a silver necklace with a locked heart pendant ( this is absolutely symbolism thnx )

does not have a job because she does not need a job

really likes the luxurious lifestyle

definitely owns a rolex

really just … doesn’t care abt anything

someone thaw her out pls & thank u

iii. wanted plots !!! im also super duper open to brainstorming things of our own ! these are just ideas !!!

1. the former best friend - this is someone that she spent a good majority of her time with before her mother limited interactions with people. they did everything together, whether it be watching a movie or trying to see how long they can get away with hiding in a grocery store after they close. it’s been nearly four years since they’ve spoken, and this might be one of the only people to bring a genuine reaction out of her.

2. the almost, the maybe, the “there’s something there” - they met recently. or maybe they met awhile ago. could work either way. this person was almost successful in attempting to worm their way into her heart. almost, however, is the key word in that statement. having gone so long without genuine human interaction outside of her sport, she hadn’t realized just how much she had longed for a friend. and then, she suddenly liked them as more then a friend, and that was when ella cut off everything. she’ll never admit it, but the idea of building a connection with someone terrified her.

3. the rival - oh, these two do not like each other. the why is something that can be discussed, but just know that there was some sort of altercation that led to the level of dislike between the two of them. could it possibly change ?? maybe so. i’d actually like to see how that pans out. however, as of right now, the most they do is snipe at one another mercilessly

#kaos:intro #❝ ☾ chronicles → ella duponte !#❝ ☾ start → ella duponte !#❝ ☾ silhouette → ella duponte !#❝ ☾ you should know my blood runs cold as ice . → ella duponte !#❝ ☾ questionnaire → ella duponte !#❝ ☾ past life → ella duponte !

5 notes · View notes

thoughtfulpaperback · 5 years

Text

Spoilers !!!! Stayed up so I could watch Charmed 02x01!!!! Spoilers

Non spoilers stuff first.

My reaction to pretty much the whole episode

Y'all!!!!!! Both good and bad! I was just super excited and glad for it to be back. And so shaken by all the changes and the mysteries!So in general I would give this episode 8/10. Only because I save my 9 and 10. But back to my normal format of these things. I'll start with 3 things I liked and 3 that I didnt although, I'd say it is less dislike and more on the fence.

SPOILERS AHEAD!!!!

1. Hacy moments

For real's though, Macy's internal Harry has my theorizing mind going off and I loved all the double meanings in thier interactions (macy and real harry too) I mean the" I am not leaving you" was nice, but Delirious-Macy-mind-Harry saying "i am different do you like it?" And Macy being all like "yes".

I mean okay various meanings here

1. Obviously it isn't really Harry so of course mind harry is different

2. Macy's perspection of Harry is changing (level of attraction to Harry is growing)

3.But --I am putting on my theorizing cap on--I feel like since the poison hit Macy but had her trying to go home then 1) mind Harry (maybe possibly evil twin Harry hmmm..) may be trying to seduce Macy to the dark side or to fully embrace her demon side since he keeps telling her to come home or 2) mind Harry is death since she was poisoned and her attempts at following the voice almost got her run over by a car. So coming home is like death saying come back since you were technically dead.

Maybe evil twin Harry, mind harry, or Death as Mind Harry has only taken Harry's form because it is the best way to get to Macy, meaning the internal attraction is already strong). So it is also an ominous "I am different" in that realm.

Who knows? I love the mystery though!

And of course while the poison siphoning scene and the "macy please" is going to drive all us Hacy fans crazy for a bit. My favorite bit of dialogue is actually the last bit before they enter the house. When Macy tells harry there is nothing here and Harry all sexy over the shoulder looks at her and says " are you sure?" . . .

DOUBLE MEANING!!!! At least I took it both as the house, but also at thier relationship. Anyways moving on.....

2. Mel! Mel is queen. I am just gonna say that one of the things I didn't appreciate about the OG was that all the ladies (including super witch Prue) complained about thier jobs and wanted to have some normalcy. And listen I sympathized when it came to thier romantic lives (although most of it was thier own faults), sometimes it was just like "you are literally saving peoples lives, I get needing some me time but can you not act so flippantly over literal life or death of another person". So I really appreciated that Mel was ready to step up and was already acting as a leader. I know people like to compare her to Prue and for sure she shares some qualities, but Mel really is her own creature and has more openly embraced witchcraft and not complained about it (so far) unlike all the OG ladies and her sisters.

3. No powers. Okay? One of the primary issues in season 1 was that the girls were kinda over powered. I felt it was mostly Macy, but arguably Mel and Maggie as well. So now as they have to work to get them back and possibly discover new types of magic or avenues for magic, I think there is room for growth and character development as well as world building that wasnt there before. At first I was like, oh heck no! And no fair Macy is the only one powered! and obviously with either her demon side and/or evil twin Harry trying to get at her (sisters as well) she is going to have another big storyline. I just hope (and I feel confident in hoping this time) that these storylines will connect meaningfully and not just last minute. It feels like they are on a new tract and I am digging it so far

Now on to my on the fence list . . .

1) Witchness Protection. I dont mind the premise actually and think it is really clever. I just dont know how I feel about leaving Hilltown. While Hilltown wasnt really developed much the university was nice and I am sad that Lucy wont be a part of the story anymore given that Maggie cant go back and they basically are super far from home if michigan was 5 hours away. At least they get to keep the house and I assume Harry gets to live there now, unless he move into the base.

2) the Seattle setting. I think that it very much harkens to OG (which was set in san. Fran.). So I was just on the fence on how it was obviously cutting more ties to the OG and yet incorporating others. I think the san fran setting worked because since it is a real place that most people can imagine without ever visiting you can have broad shots do relatively little work trying to establish the setting. Not that it is easy, but creating fictional towns requires more work to be good. You have to establish the towns character the residents and general layout or else it might as well be any town. So in some ways the seattle base and constant travel will be easier than developing a town which will leave some more time to character and lore building. I will probably end up liking it but just on the fence while watching.

3. Evil Assassin's orbing. So I dont know if anyone noticed but it seemed to be a combination of Harry's new orbing effect and the old Dark Lighters smokey effect (arguably parker's shadow demon effect) The center was the orangy (from my screen) orb effect that Harry had (I like it better than the swirling in and out of last season). So obviously leaves lots of questions, and I an looking forward to that, but on the fence because of . . . Reasons. I'll just tell you. While I like the new orb effect better than probably the OG and the first season of the reboot, changing the effects always kind of takes me a moment to get used to. And now that the evil assassin has it's own type of orbing it is just more orbing effects and my brain is gonna take a moment to catch up.

How did y'all feel about it though? My fellow Hacy fans did I miss something? Please let me know what yall took away from it!

New to my reviewish lists (appreciation bullets). Things that I appreciated even though they are either small or not elaborated fully.

Harry still likes a good party! Nice to see Harry while getting more serious slice of the pie than the first half of the season is still funny. And I liked that he liked parties

Demon/witch war. So I mean I listed all the wars a war was the most realistic and natural course in previous posts and I cant believe I missed the one they seem to be going with. Elders offered protection as a government with them gone and whitelighters gone (arguably the hands and feet of the elders) witches are vulnerable to attacks. I new they would be and that demons would attack as the government fell but I was mostly thinking organization wise. I didnt think about the obvious omg witches didnt just lose a governing body they lost the built in protection that body provided which again should have been a DUH! Thing to realize but I miss it.

So the start of a rivalmance between Maggie and Jordan....definitely different from Parker if that is the direction they are heading. I am a sucker for a rivalmance

Love Triangle between dark Harry, Macy, and Harry. . .I didnt know I needed it until now

Wizard of oz reference. Nuff said.

#hacy #charmed 2018 spoilers #cw charmed #charmed remake #charmed reboot #charmed cw #charmed 2018 #mel vera #maggie vera #macy x harry #harry x macy #macy vaughn #harry greenwood

8 notes · View notes

chungha-supremacist · 5 years

Text

No Borders - Chapter 3

word count: 5038

SUMMARY:

“It’s just us 5 right?”

“Forever.”

“No men allowed… ever. Let’s promise to eachother that we will never let any man come in between us!”

“Never!”

Naive promises told at a young age, just between 5 best friends. They promised their world to eachother, “best friends ‘till death breaks us apart”. 10 Years passed. The same 5 girls, but no longer blinded by those “stupid promises”. It will be broken. The promise of a lifetime. The lust of love is what makes us all see unclear. We lose our friends, or soulmates, we fall for the unknown, we fall for lies and for the feeling of being important to someone who will drag us far away from who truly matters.

“Forget about the world… forget about them… right now, it’s only me and you. They don’t need to know that I love you.”

CATEGORY: F/F; F/M

Fandom: RED VELVET (Band), NCT (Band)

Relationships: Park Sooyoung / Kim Yerim; Bae Joohyun / Kang Seulgi; Son Seungwan / Nakamoto Yuta

Characters: Park Sooyoung; Kim Yerim, Bae Joohyun, Kang Seulgi, Son Seungwan, Seo Youngho, Jung Jaehyun, Nakamoto Yuta, Dong Si Cheng, Wong Yuk Hei, Lee Taeyong, Chung Ha

Additional Tags: friendship,angst, mistrust, lies, cheating, lesbian interactions, smut, fluff, fashion, models, rich life, etc

RATED: SMUT, FLUFF, ANGST.

CHAPTER 3

Loud music, the strong smell of alcohol that is present all around you no matter if you’re near the bar or outside the club. It is everywhere. People screaming, dancing, jamming to the hype beats and under the flickering multicoloured lights that make the whole atmosphere an euphoric dream of possibilities and lust. This is what club is from the perspective of our girls: a place to lose yourself, a place where you forget about all your problems and you let lose on the dance floor with a glass of the strongest whiskey in your hand.

No sooner did the girls arrive at the club, that all the noisy groups of males start staring at them, winking and making obscene movements towards them. They ignore.

Wendy throws herself on a sofa.

“Maybe this was a bad idea, after this tiring day. This loud music and the noisy crowd make me dizzy.” She sighs.

“Oh com on! Where is your spirit? We came here to celebrate our Sooyoungie! Right?” exclaims Yeri as she grabs Sooyoung around her waist.

“Yes, Wendy, please be happy for me.” Says Sooyoung.

“You know I am. That wasn’t the point-“

“Doesn’t matter” adds Irene, “Lets all treat our girl with a fine drink!” continues while rising her hand in the air and running to the bar.

“Alright, what would you like?” says Yeri while she turns to ask Sooyoung.

“Crème Whiskey please.” She smiles at the younger one and takes a seat next to Wendy who was already on her phone.

“Sooo…” says Sooyoung in order to catch Wendy’s attention. “What did you think of my presentation?”

“It was great. You looked fine.” Says Wendy unbothered. Sooyoung didn’t believe her. She knew.

“I saw the way you were looking at him.”

Wendy swears she widened her eyes so obvious.

“Wait what?” she exclaims.

“Yuta. The handsome photographer. He was clearly interested in you aswell, I could tell that.” Says Sooyoung confidently while putting a hand around Wendy’s shoulders.

“What are you talking about…” Wendy is now flustered. “It aint like that.”

“Com on. You got nothing to worry about. Your secret is safe with me.” Sooyoung smirks.

“No its not. Yerim is the closest to you and you guys tell eachother everything.”

“Yerim is not interested in him. That’s for sure.”

“And she s interested in you?”

Sooyoung forgot her words.

“What??”

The girls arrive with the drinks so Wendy and Sooyoung leave the conversation hanging, Sooyoung’s cheeks burning. She wanted to forget what Wendy said so she grabs the Whiskey glass and pours it all down her throat.

“Easy there cowgirl!” exclaims Yeri. “You have in mind to get hella drunk tonight, don’t you?”

“Of course. Its my celebration tonight. I can do whatever I want!” says Sooyoung confidently while raising her glass in the air. “Cheers?”

“CHEERS!”

The night went on smoother than they expected. They all drank more than 3 glasses per person. All the girls were now getting hotter on the dance-floor as they have been dancing unstoppable for hours, most of them being half-drunk, even pairing up with strangers for some parts of the dances. Except Seulgi. She was standing alone on the sofa, scrolling through her Instagram. She didn’t want to stay on the phone but since all her friends were getting “lit”, she had no other choice but to look like a loner. She didn’t feel like drinking more than a glass of fine wine. She hated the feeling of being drunk, of having no knowledge of her actions.

From time to time, Wendy came at the table to keep her company, but she soon left because she obviously got drunk and had to, like the others, be part of the “dancing squad”, as Seulgi called them.

She put her phone down. She was sick of seeing and liking the same old pics over and over again. She starts looking at the messy crowd. People grinding on eachother everywhere and summarily dressed chicks hitting on guys.

She spotted her friends, dancing not too far from the table where she was sitting. She saw Irene, bending her gracious body to the obscene music, playing with her hair which stood sleek the whole time, moving her hands on her body like she was pleasing herself right there.

At some point, Irene caught Seulgi staring at her. Seulgi was now flustered and rapidly moved her eyes somewhere else. Irene smirked and the next move made Seulgi’s stomach ache. Irene grabbed Wendy closer to her and she kissed her neck as Wendy seemed to not acknowledge what was going on of how drunk she was.

Seulgi knew what Irene was doing. She knew Irene was doing this out of pure evil. She knew Irene wanted to make her jealous. But she wont let her win. Not this time. Tonight, Seulgi will ‘take care’ of Irene, she will make her plead.

Soon after this, Seulgi got up, wanting to leave for the toilet, when a random strange teenage guy came in front of her. He was stinking of alcohol and he was terribly close to her. Seulgi didn’t exactly know what to do.

“Um.. can I help you?”

“I just saw you and I thought you are BOMB and you seem single and alone and-“

“She is not interested.”

Irene suddenly appeared behind the guy and her words seemed deadly. He turned around and whistled Irene. For this, of course the guy regreted as in the following second he left out a small cry as Irene slapped him.

“Lets go.” Said Irene to Seulgi and grabbed her hand roughly, taking her to the toilets area.

---

Sooyoung noticed that Irene left with Seulgi and she decided to take a break aswell from dancing. She leans on the counch and takes a tissue to wipe off the sweat from her forehead and collarbones.

“Let me help you.” Says Yeri who was standing in front of her.

Sooyoung was silent. She didn’t know what she exactly intended to do but she handed the tissue to Yeri who took a seat next to her.

Yeri was gently rubbing the tissue on Sooyoung’s face while looking into her eyes. Sooyoung would swear she will get lost if Yerim continued to look like that at her. She moved her hand from Sooyoung’s face to down her neck, tracing circles on it with the already wet tissue. As a reflex, Sooyoung put her head back, revealing her full, naked neck to Yeri. Yeri gulped. She felt an urge to touch her, to touch her neck, to kiss the sweat away from it… to lick it. However, she hesitated and continued to go lower, arriving at Sooyoung’s collarbones where the low-cut of her dress was revealing her chest so beautifully and gracefully. Yeri’s mouth was watering at the sight. Unintentionally, she put her hand on Sooyoung’s leg and started to rub her thigh. Sooyoung looked with big eyes at her, none of them saying a word.

“Yeri!!” she heard a loud scream behind the couch where they were sitting.

Yeri was petrified at the thought that someone that knew her saw her and her alleged “bestie” like that. Instead of showing the fear in her eyes, she adjusted her voice, arranged her dress and got up only to face no other than… Yuta. And his 2 CEO colleagues, Sicheng and Doyoung.

“Yutaa!” she exclaims somehow fakely and hugs the man who looked none or less like a K-Pop star.

His hair was styled on the forehead, you could swear he cant see anything through it, wearing a black, see-through sequined shirt that in the brighter lights of the club left a vague sight to his chest.

His friends were just as majestic. The very intimidating Sicheng looked, to Sooyoung’s surprise, still intimidating even without his suit on. He was definitely the type of man who needed no one to assure him self-confidence, as he seemed to be fuming with that. His aura was that of a strong man who just went out with his mates for a drink and not to use every girl in the club like a toy. He was a very charming and mysterious presence.

As for Doyoung, Sooyoung gasped at the sight of him. He had the same warm feel to him as he smiled softly to her. He was wearing a black shirt that showed his godly-shaped body. Sooyoung didn’t know who to look at right now: Doyoung or Yerim.

The three boys were invited by Yeri to seat next to them and have a drink. They all ordered some shots. As they were dunking them all on their throats, Wendy had no idea what she was about to see, or most exactly… who she is about to see sitting at their table.

The song she was dancing on finished and she was not rushing to the sofa to clean all her sweat but she stops walking at the sight of no other but Yuta. She couldn’t believe her eyes. She was drunk but still rembered him. How could she ever forget him. Even dead she would still have him in mind. She hesitated to approach the table but right when she wanted to turn around to leave, she noticed he was looking at her. She didn’t know if she was dreaming or having hallucinations, but she could clearly see him looking at her. Its true, he could’ve looked at anyone else in the messy crowd, but she somehow felt pierced by his eyes. He smiled. He smiled to her. Or… was it a smirk?

She decides to stop being a coward. As Sooyoung said aswell, Yerim cant be interested in him, he is not her type. So she went for it. She went at the table.

“Wendyy! There you are!” says Sooyoung somehow sarcastically, knowing that Wendy was trying to avoid Yuta.

“Yes. Hi guys, how unexpected to see three busy CEOs at 3am in such an ordinary club.” Says Wendy, looking straight at Yuta.

“Well, just because we re rich and gorgeous this doesn’t mean we cant go party with the ‘ordinary’ people.” Says Sicheng unbothered while dunking a shot.

“Yeah, that is true I suppose.” Says Wendy while debating where she should sit.

She will do it. She will sit next to him.

And with this, she was centimeters away from him, sitting on the sofa. They started a casual talk, nothing out of the ordinary, separated from the rest of the group who seemed to debate some boring stuff about models.

As they were talking, they were both analyzing eachother’s faces, bodies, like they were consuming eachother with their eyes.

---

Irene dragged Seulgi to the toilet area that was basically an empty hallway with a red light in the corner which was the only sign of lightning on that hallway. The music was now heard more unclear and the whole place was so euphoric and… intimate.

Irene pushed Seulgi against one of the walls of the hallway.

“W-what are you doing?” stutters Seulgi being shocked by the sudden movement of her Unnie.

Irene leaves out a breathy whisper that sends shivers down Seulgi’s spine and makes her gulp dry “Who told you you can look like that at me?”.

Seulgi pretends like she didn’t understand Irene’s question “What are you talking about?” .

“On the dance floor, I saw you, eye-fucking me, did you like what you were seeing?” says Irene while glueing her hot body to the cold body of Seulgi, heat filling the air as the two connected.

“I-I wasn’t. I was simply looking.”

“At me. You got all eyes on me, sweetie. All the time. Isnt that so?”

Seulgi swears she is now red, and it is not from the lightning.

Irene is now sliding her hand on Seulgi’s smooth leg. She reached the end of her dress and Seulgi leaves out a small breathy moan.

“What? What was that? Baby, I haven’t even started and you’re already moaning for me?” smirks Irene as she teases the end of Seulgi’s dress by rising it up and down slowly.

She starts scratching Seulgi’s leg with her sharp nails. With the other hand, Irene smoothly grabs Seulgi’s neck and looks at it like a panther looks at a helpless deer.

“I-Irene.”

“Yes.”

Irene kisses Seulgi’s neck.

Seulgi could feel that Irene was stinking of alcohol and she is afraid that the only reason why this is happening right now is because she is drunk. Or is it in fact because Irene always wanted to do this to her? She is scared to find neither of the truth.

“What is it, Seulgi? What is it that you want me to do?”

“I w-want this to be forreal Irene. Tell me you really feel what you’re doing right now. I don’t want this to be only pure lust and in the morning you will wake up seeing me as a toy. I-I don’t want that. Don’t use me.” Says Seulgi who is now no longer filled with passion and lust, but she is sad and a tear is not falling on her cheek.

Irene’s eyes change. She softens the grip on her neck and removes her hands from Seulgi’s body. She looks her in the eyes as she wipes her tear off.

“Im sorry Seulgi. I will never do this again. Gosh… I feel horrible” and she covers her mouth and she runs away from Seulgi.

For whatever reason, Seulgi didn’t feel like chasing after Irene. She didn’t know what to understand from Irene’s reaction. She didn’t know if Irene just used her under the tension of the moment or if drunk Irene had the guts to make some moves she always felt like doing, but never had the courage. She was demolished.

Irene is now leaning against the cold exterior wall of the club. It was terribly cold outside and her outfit and the sweat didn’t do her any justice. She decides to call a taxi and call it quits for the night. She just wanted to hide herself. For the first time she opened up to Seulgi, she did what she desired for years, and she hurt her. The thought that she could’ve hurt Seulgi made Irene’s heart hurt. She enters the taxi and leans her head against the backseat window.

Memories of her and Seulgi now run through her head. She thinks of her a lot. She always find herself daydreaming about her lovely friend while at work. She imagines how would life be if she was open… If she could only open herself to Seulgi.

Irene must be the closest and most private out of all five. She is terrified of the thought of losing any of them. Of losing Seulgi. That is why she promised herself she will never make any wrong move. Until tonight. She swears she fucked up. She must be drunk but she knows what she has done. She is crazy. She cant cry no matter how big the urge is. She just stares blankly at the taxi driver who is not waiting for his tip. She hands it to him and gets out of the dusty-smelling car.

She enters her house and the moment she locks the door, that is the moment she falls to her knees. She is afraid to look again at Seulgi. ‘What if she thinks im a monster?’, ‘What kind of friend am I?’. She rushes to the shower. She is so eager to erase the smell of Seulgi impregnated on her skin. She wants to forget her. But she could never. Seulgi will always be a part of her life. She will always be her life.

---

Seulgi comes back from the toilet only to find Yeri and Sooyoung happily chatting with two unknown men.

“Seulgi!” screams Sooyoung excitedly. “These are my two new ‘bosses’. Sicheng and Doyoung!”

Seulgi seems unphased. She just smiles. She sits next to Yerim and stares blankly at the glasses on the table. She had nothing in her mind. She was emotionless. She just wanted to know the truth. She had to know Irene, the friend that was once so close to her.

They used to tell eachother everything. This was obviously long time ago, in high school. Since they grew up, got jobs and moved into their own homes, she feels like Irene got colder and colder towards her. She wanted to know this Irene, the present one, because she felt like it a was a complete stranger.

“Where is Wendy?” suddenly asks Seulgi.

“She left to have some fresh air.” Answers Yeri nonchalantly.

Seulgi leans her head on Yeri’s shoulder and closes her eyes.

---

They were standing in pure silence, none of them daring to say anything. Honestly, Yuta has no idea why he followed the insanely beautiful and mysterious girl, but he knew he had to stick to her. He knew he had to get to know her.

Wendy was standing next to him, on a cold, half-destroyed bench at the entrance of the club, being starled by some occasional party people exiting the club.

“For how long have you been friends with Yerim?”

“Years.” She doesn’t bother to look at him. She knows she will lose control if she does so. “Since Kindergarten most exactly.”

“And how old are you now…?” he asks hestitatingly.

“25.”

“Me too.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“That’s nice.” She leaves a small breath in sign of relief. “Why did you come here tonight? Hunting for chicks?”

“As you could see, not really. I am not the heavy-drinker type and neither the womanizer type.” He adds, quite insulted by Wendy’s question.

“Im sorry. Im just used to men being men.”

“You must’ve been through some tough relationships then.”

“Yeah, you can say so” she sighs at the thought that he is so right. None of her ex-relationships ended good. “They are all the same.”

“Is that so…” he says quite disappointed.

“Yeah.” She sighs again.

There is a moment of silence and then he says “Well, I am not like them. I don’t hurt girls.”

“This is what they all say”

“You will believe me… one day.” He makes a pause. “If you give me a chance.”

Wendy heard these words throughout her life so many times… This is what every guy told her. ‘I will show you, just give me a chance’ ‘You will believe me one day’, but somehow, she believes Yuta, she wants to see him try. She believes a stranger that came into her life so unexpectedly and who she dreamed at day and night since they met. And now he standing inches away from her and telling her all of these things. Wendy had to pinch her arm to make sure this isn’t an obscure dream.

Yuta was silent. He was probably waiting for an answer from her, but she was blocked. She was thinking of all the heartbreaks she’s been through. She is afraid to open her heart to anyone but yet she opened to easily to this man. Is she being reckless? Is she being rushed? She doesn’t even know him that well. Should she answer something? Should she break the ice?

“I understand…” he suddenly wakes Wendy from her thoughts.

“W-what?” she stutters.

“You want to be alone. You don’t like my presence. I get it. Have a good night, what is left of it.”

Her heart died. It was on flames a few seconds ago, now its only ashes. ‘DON’T BE RECKLESS WENDY! Don’t lose him!’

“Wait. You got my silence wrong.”

He stopped. “Huh?”

“I… I would like to give you a chance.. y-you know…” she says shyly and very unsure while scratching the back of her neck.

“Y-you would?” he widens his eyes.

“Yes. You seem like a very kind man… person. Why not.” She smiles.

He smiles too and she feels that they are the only persons on this planet. She feels like she s floating. He is smiling at her, she is smiling at him, and there is not that kind of awkward encounter, it feels familiar, it feels warm and private. She trusts him.

“Wanna go out… tomorrow perhaps?”

Wendy is shaken at these words. She didn’t expect this to come so soon.

“Y-yes! I have work tomorrow though. What about we leave it for the night, around 8pm?”

“That’s just perfect for me, I also got work and my boss, Sicheng, is ruthless.” And she breaks the ice with a small laugh which made Wendy’s blood run faster.

“Perfect.”

“Yeah.”

This was awkward, but they don’t mind.

“Who is taking you home?”

“Seulgi is driving. She didn’t drink.”

“Oh, I see. Well then, I should go. The sun is starting to come out and I should be at work in like 5 hours.”

“Yeah. Me too. Well then… um.”

“See you tomorrow?”

“Pick me up? I can text you my address?”

“Make sure of it.”

He leaves with these words. He does a slight turn before hoping in the car to wink at her.

She doesn’t know how to react so she just smiles and waves to him.

She likes him so much. So so much.

---

Eventually, they all ended up home. Seulgi drove Yerim and Sooyoung to Sooyoung’s place and Wendy to her home.

It is 1pm and Wendy, Seulgi and Irene are at their jobs. As for Yerim and Sooyoung, they couldn’t care less. They are still sleeping after the white-night they spent at the club.

The sun peeks through the blinds and it falls on Sooyoung’s face. She wakes up facing Yerim who was sleeping so peacefully, she could swear she is an angel who just fell on earth and is resting it’s wings. She cant help but look at her. At her soft skin, at her parted lips as she sleeps unconsciously, at her messy hair tied in a bun. Yeri was dressed in Sooyoung’s nigh-gown and she looked better than a princess from the stories Sooyoung’s mother used to tell her. She wanted to have this view forever.

Suddenly, she reminds of what happened last night before the boys came. The way Yeri was looking at her, her touch on her skin still makes Sooyoung shiver. She wanted Yeri to do more. She wasn’t dreaming, she wasn’t drunk enough. She is sure of what she wanted and she wanted Yeri.

She sees Yerim suddenly yawning and rubbing her eyes. Sooyoung moves her stare away and rapidly takes her phone, pretending she was on it this whole time.

“Good morning!” says the small fairy as she stretches herself and yawns incontrolably. Sooyoung’s heart is fluttering just at these small actions of Yerim.

“Morning. How did you sleep?”

“Tranquilized. The moment I got in bed, that was the moment I forgot about myself.”

Sooyoung laughs.

Yeri suddenly crawls next to Sooyoung and she doesn’t know how to react at the younger one’s sudden move. Yeri puts her head on Sooyoung’s chest and hugs her.

“Your heart is beating faster than usual.” She mentions.

“It’s a heart Yerim… of course its beating…”

“But its fast.”

“Forget it…” Sooyoung tries to brush it off and she tries to ignore Yeri’s intimate contact to her by standing on her phone.

“Sooyoungie.”

“Yes.”

“Pay attention to me. You neglected me last night.”

Sooyoung doesn’t know how to answer.

“I know you were looking at him, at Doyoung. Your eyes were no longer on me… It was like I wasn’t there anymore and it was just you and him, chatting so lively and looking at eachother… like that.”

Sooyoung knew Yeri will notice that, but she never intended to hurt her. She was just being polite and enjoyed the company of the man who, she will never forget, saved her life.

“Its not like that. So what? You went out with Yuta too.” Says Sooyoung cocky.

“Its not about me here. You know I go out with many people but I don’t care after the first date anymore.” Argues Yeri.

“Whatever. What was I supposed to do? Ignore him? He helped me not only once, but twice. With the job aswell, he s a good person, Yerim.”

“Oh, I know, I am not doubting that. It’s just that-“

“You’re jealous.”

“NO!” Yeri protests.

“Mhm. Then what is it?” says Sooyoung with an attitude as she raises up, removing Yeri from her chest. Yeri looks hurt at her.

“It’s… nothing.”

“That’s what I thought so too” and with this, Sooyoung enters in the bathroom.

Yeri crawls out of the bed and goes in front of the big mirror from Sooyoung’s wardrobe. She arranges her messy hair and breaths in and out. She will do this, she will tell Sooyoung how she feels.

She slowly presses the doorknob of the bathroom door. She finds Sooyoung crying in front of the bathroom mirror. Yeri’s heart drops and breaks into million pieces seeing Sooyoung like this. ‘Why is she crying?’ ‘Is it because of me?’.

“Sooyoung…” she backhugs her, resting her head on the Unnie’s back.

“Let me go.”

“No… Sooyoungie, whats wrong…?”

“Nothing, everything is alright. Even more than this-“ she stops to wipe her tears off the face with her pajama sleeve “I think you should find someone Yeri, and I think I will give a chance to Doyoung.”.

Yeri feels how tears are forming in her eyes as she hears these harsh words. Sooyoung seems so emotionless while saying all of this, like she truly means it, like she is throwing this sharp arrows to her only for hurt her.

“W-what..?” says Yeri unsure and trying to hold back her tears, while she lets go of Sooyoung’s back.

“What you just heard.”

“Sooyoung, why are you being so harsh with me. You’re hurting me…”

“Because, Yeri, this is what I want. Can you accept this?” Sooyoung tries to stay strong but she feels like she will only start crying harder as she spells Yeri’s name.

Sooyoung has liked Yeri for a long time. She stopped questioning this when she saw Yeri started dating men. She is a young girl, of 21st years old and Sooyoung cant be so selfish to stop Yeri from living her life, from getting what any woman should get… a man. She would be so self-centered to ask Yeri to be hers. She will forget all her feelings. She will make Yeri forget hers too. This is the only way. Sooyoung needs to find happiness in someone else’s arms, even if she will always have in mind Yeri’s soft touch… the only touch that calms her.

“Alright. I understand.” Says Yeri, visibly hurt and tears falling on her red cheeks.

Sooyoung hates herself for making her cry. She just wants to punch herself, she wants to burry herself so that she doesn’t have to see Yeri cry.

Yerim gets out of the bathroom and starts dressing up in her clothes, her party clothes.

“Don’t you want to borrow some comfy clothes from me…?” asks Sooyoung on a small tone.

Yeri gives a cold “No, thank you.” As she leaves for the entrance door. Sooyoung follows her and unlocks the door for her.

Yeri takes a one last look at Sooyoung, looking at her like she is about to never see her again. Sooyoung’s heart feels pierced by that look.

Yerim leaves. And with this, Sooyoung closes the door and falls on the couch, letting all her emotions take over her.

---

It has been an extremely tiring day for Seulgi. A photoshoot, an editing session, a meeting with the CEO and all the models, three posts on Instagram, having to reply to emails and comments and so on. She just wants to go home and go under the shower, forget about the world and enjoy the warm feeling of hot water on her skin.

She is now in the elevator of her block of flats, head leaning on the window and looking at her big dark eye bags. ‘What have you become, Seulgi?’ she whispers to her own reflection.

The doors open at her floor. Suddenly, next to her reflection, she can see someone else, santing on the hallway, in front of her door, looking at her. She freezes and she sees Irene turning around to face Seulgi. She steps out of the elevator and slowly approaches the Unnie, not knowing what was this sudden visit for. The way to her apartment door never felt so long and tiring, as she felt her legs get more weak as she gets closer to Irene.

Suddenly, Irene starts to walk towards Seulgi aswell, which made her freeze in her way.

In just a matter of seconds, Irene grabs Seulgi by the arms and pins her to the wall, leaving no second for Seulgi to react as she places a violent kiss on her lips. Seulgi’s eyes are opened. She has no idea how to react. She cant move a bone. She cant say a word as Irene’s mouth works on top of hers.

Irene stops.

“You’re not kissing me back.” She says roughly, but visibly affected.

Seulgi was still in shock. Now she had Irene’s red lips all over hers and she looked so funny, but Irene was dead-serious. Seulgi snaps into her senses and finally starts blinking and breathing again.

“You… I thought you wanted me!! I thought that what you said last night meant that you want a confirmation! You played with my feelings, Seulgi!”

Irene’s cry fills Seulgi’s ears. Is Seulgi seeing things… or is Irene… crying. She is crying. She cant remember well the last time Seulgi saw Irene crying. It was probably in kindergarten. Seulgi feels lost. She is lost, weak and emotional. She has no idea how to react.

“N-no! Irene!” she finally comes to her senses.

“What I meant last night… I meant that… You never open yourself to me, ok??!! I want to know what you truly feel about me! You always smirk, smile, look at me, touch me and do things to me that you shouldn’t be doing! I wanna know if Im being used or not. I want you to tell me how you feel about-“

“I love you.”

#red velvet #red velvet fanfic #fanfiction #kpop #nct #nct127 #nct fanfic #nct scenario #imagine #red velvet scenario

1 note · View note

god-decim · 6 years

Note

Hi I was wondering if you were still doing the “GET INSIDE YOUR CHARACTER'S HEAD” and if you are can you do numbers 2,3,6,7,13,21,22,23,24,28,34,41,47 for 5 if your own characters if that’s alright? P.s love love your blog, keep up the good work 💗

Hi Thanks for the Ask it has taken me ages to write this haha and i am going to get inside the guys heads from my friends and i fantasy own story... a couple of people want to know about any OC’s i have so here goes a few :3

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Myai Ai

2: Do they have any daily rituals: Mayai is a Tomboyish girl in spirit but she looks very girly so every morning she will make sure she looks presentable, she will also without fail go out to dinner with her best friend Rin... for chicken, it has to be chicken.

3: Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do?, how often?: Myai has Telekenisis and Telepathy so she will train her brain everyday to buff these skills for 2 hours a day.

6: Eating habits and daily menu: Myai loves chicken, when she goes for a meal it will be something with chicken, or something hot other than that she isnt very picky and will eat almost anything.

7: Favourite way of wasting time and feelings surrounding wasting time: Myai will waste time with her best friend Rin and their favourite thing to do to wast time is DDR in the arcade :D

13: Sexual orientation? And, regardless of own orientation, thoughts on sexual orientation in general?: Myai is Heterosexual, she is a big supporter regardless she has many friends who have different sexual orientations.

21: Turn-ons? Turn-Offs?: her turn-ons are when she gets complimented on how intelligent she is, and also how funny her jokes are even when they are not. Turn-offs are disrespect and bullies, and too much too soon.

22: Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?: Myai would do a couple things, she would start writing down jokes to tell Rin and the others or draw a chicken drumstick and eat the piece of paper.

23: How organised are they? How does this organisation/disorganisation manifest in their everyday life?: Myai is and isn’t very organised, she cares about the organisation of her life and sometimes she forgets and gets into trouble when with friends, when on her own organisation is everything.

24: Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all?: Myai is well rounded on all subjects even though possessing telepathy she does not abuse this power and study's willingly.

28: Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy? Myai’s absolute best friend is Rin Youtai, they have known each other since birth. Her enemy is the opposing team they are interacting with atm.

34: Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?) : Myai is definitely TMI all of the time shes loud and expresses her thoughts.

41: Hobbies? Myai’s hobbies are jokes, hanging with Rin, Food, Hentai, studying to become strong.

47: How do they express love?: Myai will outright tell you how she feels, if she wants it to be subtle though she will use telepathy to tell you secretly.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Kaneki Daishou

2: Do they have any daily rituals: Kaneki will polish his knife collection after each day, and will ring his sister from where he is checking in on her.

3: Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do?, how often?: Kaneki trains hard everyday to keep his strength and mental ability top notch the powers he possess need both mental and physical strength.

6: Eating habits and daily menu: Kaneki will eat healthily on a daily basis, he has a weakness for sweets though and will often be seen with them.

7: Favourite way of wasting time and feelings surrounding wasting time: Kaneki will often waste time training but not far behind him you will see Vlad, kaneki’s boyfriend and they will be seen together almost all of the time.

13: Sexual orientation? And, regardless of own orientation, thoughts on sexual orientation in general?: Kenki Is Homosexual, hes a huge supporter also.

21: Turn-ons? Turn-Offs?: Kaneki is dangerous so he likes it rough :3 he also like knife play even if he gets hurt, and another turn on for him is piercings and eyeliner. His turn offs are people being clingy even from Vlad when Kaneki wants space another one is disrespect for one another.

22: Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?: Kaneki will stab the piece of paper with the pencil and think of the piece of paper as who he wants to destroy...

23: How organised are they? How does this organisation/disorganisation manifest in their everyday life?: The only thing that can be found organised of Kanekis is his knife collection, clothes and collection of chokers, anything else is strewn about or misplaced most of the time, which then leads to trouble from classes when he has misplaced worksheets or books etc.

24: Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all?: Kaneki excels at Physical ed and will usually ditch any other class, he wants to be strong and is the typical delinquent type.

28: Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy? Kaneki doesnt really have a best friend, he gets on with his team, it would have to be Vlad if he picked anyone whereas his worst enemy will be anyone who opposes him or Vlad... :D

34: Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?) : kaneki likes his privacy but will not hesitate to brag about some recent event he expresses TMI on his relationship with Vlad whom he is proud of.

41: Hobbies? Training, Knives, Sleeping, Being with Vlad.

47: How do they express love?: It will be plain as day when he expresses love towards Vlad or his own sister, he looks twisted and evil but he has a sweet side when it comes to his partner or family.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Kie Nakamura

2: Do they have any daily rituals: Kie will not leave the dorm without a book in his hand and will make it his mission everyday to find something hard to accomplish.

3: Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do?, how often?: Kie will not exercise anything other than his brain, mental exercise is important to him.

6: Eating habits and daily menu: Kie eats a balanced healthy diet everyday, he keeps a note of all the calories etc he has digested throughout the day He will not go over or under.

7: Favourite way of wasting time and feelings surrounding wasting time: Kie thinks its annoying you have time to spare for things, he likes to keep busy, but if he has to he will read a book or listen to Rin and Myai squabbling over stupid things.

13: Sexual orientation? And, regardless of own orientation, thoughts on sexual orientation in general?: Kie is Homosexual his boyfriend is Rin he doesnt really express thoughts on how he feels on sexual orientation but everyone agrees if it came to it he could put up a great supporting argument.

21: Turn-ons? Turn-Offs?: Kie turn-ons are height, muscle and humorous people. His Turn-offs are stupidity, ignorance and slacking off.

22: Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?: Kie possesses the highest IQ recorded in his world, so would go over equations and problems to solve until there was no room on the paper left, and put a very subtle heart with Rins name in it in the corner... :3

23: How organised are they? How does this organisation/disorganisation manifest in their everyday life?: Kie is very organised, there is nothing you wont find in its place where it should be, this leads people to think Kie is very stuck up but people who know him would say different.

24: Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all?: Kie excels at everything and anything and makes sure not to fail he cares greatly about intellect, although he doesnt do physical ed, but even with his big brain he can worm his way out of not doing it safely.

28: Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy?: Best friends are important to Kie who are Myai and Rin, he has know them from a very young age, He doesnt really like to make enemies but will if it involves helping his teammates.

34: Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?) : Kie is a very private person and you wont get much information from him if you wanted any, he respects his own and everyone elses privacy. If you needed any info it would be Rin u asked which is when Kie would get mad.XD

41: Hobbies? Reading, tech, the fine arts, calligraphy, violin, piano, culture, science.

47: How do they express love?: You cant really tell what kie is thinking but he will openly express how he feels about you and is very cutsey when with Rin which will leave the rest of his teammates with a jaw drop.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Eivie ‘IV’

2: Do they have any daily rituals: Iv will daily look after and befriend the creatures around her and keep up to date with any tv shows missed.

3: Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do?, how often?: Iv does the very best to do what exercise possible, but will often just laze around quietly with her animal friends.

6: Eating habits and daily menu: Iv is a vegetarian and will often eat sweets.

7: Favourite way of wasting time and feelings surrounding wasting time: Iv will spend a lot of time around team mates showing off the ability to be one with nature its not with the team then it will be with nature and animals in the garden.

13: Sexual orientation? And, regardless of own orientation, thoughts on sexual orientation in general?: Iv is Pansexual, she is very timid about expressing her views but will stand up for anyone and anything being ridiculed.

21: Turn-ons? Turn-Offs?: Turn-ons are kindness, compliments, cute kisses. Turn offs are rudeness, creepy things, slobs.

22: Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?: Iv will draw an interpretation of what the world looks like to her, with all people hand in hand and all creatures great or small treated equally as humans. she would also think bout drawing unicorns.

23: How organised are they? How does this organisation/disorganisation manifest in their everyday life?: Iv doesnt really care how organised she is, shes a bit forgetful and clumsy but so long as everyone gets on then she is content.

24: Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all?: Iv cares about her grades but is a bit forgetful or will space out on an important question/quiz.

28: Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy? : Iv tries to be friends with all she sees her team as her best friends, where as enemy wise she will not make enemies and will shy away when it comes to any conflict.

34: Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?) : Iv is very private and will tell any worries or problems she has to her animal friends, when she does have a problem that needs solving no one knows so this will often get her into deeper trouble.

41: Hobbies? : collecting stuffed animals, sweets, TV, finding quircky animals to be friends with, drawing.

47: How do they express love?: Iv will often give you flowers she has grown herself to show u mean something to her or send her fox pet to give you a cuddle, she is very subtle but people who know her will only need these subtle hints.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Oswald

2: Do they have any daily rituals: Oswald will make sure in the mornings that he smalls looks and tastes? good. Oswald will make a mission to insult everyone at least once everyday.

3: Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do?, how often?: Oswald will not do any exercise and thinks its a waste of time.

6: Eating habits and daily menu: Oswald eats meat a lot of the time and gets his food ordered from an expensive place each time for good quality.

7: Favourite way of wasting time and feelings surrounding wasting time: Oswald will waste time if he can, mainly with Kaneki and Vlad who are always willing ;) will watch any movie and likes spending a lot of money.

13: Sexual orientation? And, regardless of own orientation, thoughts on sexual orientation in general?: Oswald is Homosexual also Bi-gender and in a Poly-amorous relationship with Vlad and Kaneki.

21: Turn-ons? Turn-Offs?: Oswald doesn’t really have any turnoffs he flirts with anyone and any move made towards him turns him on.

22: Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?: would probably draw a crude drawing of Kaneki and Vlad, or draw all of his favourite things on paper (Money and body products).

23: How organised are they? How does this organisation/disorganisation manifest in their everyday life?: Oswald is very organised about personal things, his room, how he looks but will mess up anyone elses things...( bit of a douche XD)

24: Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all?: Oswald does not study and thinks its not needed at all so does not have any grades or intellectual pursuits... in other words, already clever.

28: Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy? : Oswald does not have best friends, hardly any friends apart from Vlad and Kaneki, the team get on and try to befriend Oswald but it is evident trusting for Oswald is hard, it differs from day to day most of the time it takes a while to get on with Oswald but its possible.

34: Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?) : Oswald is TMI and needs to tell everyone everything thats happened or is happening, Oswald cant help it and often causes arguments for not keeping a secret.

41: Hobbies? : Skincare, movies, TV, Spending Money, spoiling himself.

47: How do they express love?: Oswald is very specific on who is chosen to hang withing his ‘group’ Growing fond of Kaneki and Vlad didn’t take long and expressed love in a polyamory way. Oswald needs to learn how to express likeness towards other people.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Whew!! Finally done! i enjoyed writing this so thank you amazing Anon :) i hope ive done my best friend proud on the answers i gave for these characters ive grown very attached to our characters thank you Anon

4 notes · View notes

15001700tt · 3 years

Text

Reflections of the Deep Sense of Self

well, i dont really have an audience except for a handful of mutuals and the many porn bots that i cant seem to get rid of no matter how hard i try but i am still gonna use this platform to voice out my thoughts since i have too many of them and i feel like i might drown if i don't talk about them.

i dont necessarily think that i am a person that is easily swayed by men, i was able to emotionally control myself quite effectively in my youth.

my first crush was simply a pick from the crowd to stop my friends nagging about who it was. i just observed the crowd and picked the most likely to not interact with my sort and said "him, he is so cute!" hoping that my friends wouldn't see through my facade. i didn't want to like anyone just because of their looks but I had quite literally not spoken to the male sort in my entire life (not including men I am related to, I was in all girl private school before I moved to America's public system) to develop an interest in them in a romantic or infatuated way even.

now this is just my introduction to my philosophical essay about whether hurt/ mentally ill people are inherently evil but I must admit that this was started because of other reasons. we might not even get to touch on that either, i tend to ramble and not get to the point effectively.

if you followed me long enough you would know that I was talking to a man I might've called Viking. but we do not talk anymore after I made my feelings clear to him.

i feel many things, most of the time, its anger, the other times, confusion, hurt, rejection..etc. but I do not blame him. mostly because, i am quite annoying as a human being.

one of the things i took to as a way to distract me from the pain, was reading. i read so much that it was impossible to feel anything except the emotions that I was told to through a page. but in between books I would have nights where i wouldnt be able to focus on the words, and I would ponder what was it i did wrong, what was it that made him deem me worthless, not worth responding to. and I would come up blank because my self-preservation wont allow me believe that because I made my intentions clear that I was in the wrong to do so when I feIt that our relationship was taking the wrong turn. if I am allowed to call it a relationship, because quite frankly it was a level below a situationship and a level above a friendship. that I was quite sure of.

as I sit here and write after almost two months of silence from his end and mine, because I refuse to be the one to break it. call it pride, call it stubbornness, I was not the one to ghost the other. i refuse to chase after someone who clearly does not want me. but still can't deny that I lay in bed every night at some godforsaken hours of the night wishing, and hoping that he would just take a step towards me. as I had done to him that one Wednesday afternoon in April.

my point is that my interest in men started out of necessity but it has evolved into a yearning of something that seems quite unattainable. i am not attractive by any means, but I am not of the ugliest sort. i have seen people with more weight with worse features than I with partners who could care less about appearances. which to say that my looks shouldn't be any good reason to ghost me. and while I don't necessarily think that my appearance was the reason for the silence I do struggle with the way l look so my insecurities have found a very good home in the found silence from him. i am working on losing weight out of a bet with friends but also out of bitterness but nevertheless, he is a man and if he wont block me than he must see what he is missing out on.

but again, I used to think I would never be that girl. the one who wanted something but she cant have it. which is quite the diabolical because the entirety of the 11 months we talked I had many panic/ anxiety attacks over how our appearances didn't match, our aesthetics weren't compatible, about how I was too ugly for him or too fat for him. but he seemed the sort that was straightforward and didnt waste other peoples times. i guess i was wrong in the sense that he kept me around because he was bored and disposed of me when it got too serious for his liking. i thought i always had the upperhand, that if things ended i wouldnt be too hurt about it and do what i do best, find the next boy to obsess over.

funny enough, he seemed interested. but i cant know for sure. i mightve made it up in my head.

i have a fear, which shouldnt be a fear but it is. remember how i said that my first crush was out of necessity? well that seems to be the case with me from 7th grade to the end of highschool. which is crazy because you would think with all the men i obsess over that i would find men attractive. i think there is a clear line between celebrities and fiction characters from a real person with undeliberate faults and thing you cant control.

i never thought any of my crushes were ugly, they were good looking but they didnt make me feel attracted to them. it didnt help that i was also the type to watch from a far and not the get close and comfortable.

considering this my first person that i liked and held an 11 months conversation/-ship with i think i did very good but that doesnt change that i read too many romantic book and i had a silver of hope.

a silver of hope that maybe i wasnt weird or shitty for not feeling attracted to anyone in my life. that i finally found someone who literally embodied my dream guy and couldnt have been more perfect. if only he was better at communicating.

he says that he is traumatized from long distance relationships, i now understand that it mightve been his fault. he doesnt communicate. in the 11 months we have known each other i know about a handful of things about him while he had me all figured out. except for one thing. he never got my fear of relationships. since i suspect he ghosted me because he thought i would want one. i guess ghosting me seemed like his best option.

i might not be undesireable but i am not anyone's first choice either. usingmedia to distract me from my emotions literally has become my life. i read about 15 hockey romances the weeks after the ghosting. i was already reading regency era adult romances but i couldnt bring myself to finish them because i had spoken to him about them. this decision i will regret because i talked about everything with him. i mentioned this before. quite literally everything reminds me of him. and its quite sad because i cant evn ssay what we had was special. i decided yesterday that he wasnt worth all of this, and i know he isnt. but i am tired. i just want to be dessired and wanted.

i literally stopped reading a book because the male interest did the same thing that he did to me, essentially to the female protag. i cant even pick up the raunchy adult romance.

i didnt let my self feel the extent of my emotions, only in small slivers of despair, or when i am too tired to pretend that his actions didnt affect me.

he was perfect in all ways but one and i was all faults except for one; my immenient need to communicate.

and no one knows, a friend of mine knows, but they dont know everything, i dont want her to get annoyed with me. i was in her place too many times and i refuse to put her through that. and our mutual friends?

hahahahaha the other night i was speaking with S, and he said that the last time he spoke to him, he mentioned me and Viking said 'oh i havent spoken to her in a while' thats it. no explaination no excuse. i dont even know why that infuriated me. i wasnt even worth an explaination in his eyes. S barely found out via vague summary from me. because even though i was/am hurt. i refuse to tarnish his reputation. 'in a while' ????? you mean two months? but then again S couldnt remember the last time he talked to him. but like still?

forget that we were flirting constantly i thought i was friend at least. i deserve more than this. i think. maybe not then.

i want to scream and shout and hit him and cry about why he didnt want me. but i realize thats self depricating. i should never seek validation from a man, i know but it wouldnt fucking hurt fam.

i have so much to say and yet i feel like its already too much. i should keep quiet. thats what people want from me. for someone who is 'boy crazy' i have not stomached going on a dating app, or boy watching in public because it physically hurts. for gods sake i cant even read fanfiction or just READ because of it. any sight of anything merely romantic makes me want to yell. i am tired and i want to turn everything off. including my stupid rat brain that only seems to be attracted to assholes.

but the same fucking stupid brain cant help but hope that is our enemies to lovers story. one day... god i hope one day...

#halie #i...dont even know anymore #thoughts #quite literally all the thing i want to say and i have much more #halie thoughts #i feel like crying #the other mutual friend is my best friend who introduced us in the first place and she was very flip floppy about the whole thing #i dont know whether shell say i told you sso or comfort me #quite frankly i dont know which i want or prefer #both options will make me histerical #i already am #i feel very dumb

0 notes

sarcastic-doodle · 7 years

Text

When the antis for KC come calling...

So, @morleybell got an ask on the above topic, and I wanted to reply to it,but it got too long so I thought I’d make it into its own post. So the question was what to reply to antis who claim Klaroline is abusive.

Here goes :

Not even in the fandom since s5(never in tumblr!tvd fandom like ever) but I do skim the tag every once in a while. Came across your post, loved the general gist of it, but would like to add some and clear up some stuff you passionately stated in bulk😆, if you don’t mind. I’ve been wanting to get this out for a long time.

I think the crux of this whole matter is an element which is called a ‘morally grey character’ ; you know the ones - not entirely a villian but too twisted to be a traditional hero. Obviously there are naysayers who say Klaus doesn’t fit into the mold of someone w/ grey morality, hey haters gonna hate but the jury’s still out on that one apparently even though it’s obvious. Moving On. More on this later.

• agree with the SC part. If one looks at the whole picture from the start, Caroline got shitted upon and shoved to side by the writers and her supposed ‘friends’ right from the start in favour of Elena even by stefan. The afterthought. The girl every new male addition to the cast(not all but close) hooked up with. The secondary character whose romantic plot usually has their fan going “uhmmm not exactly the one I’d choose for her. This is just settling” because hey!one needs to fill up the episode, right? Who cares if she was a second choice?

For me, Klaroline came in at that part of the plot, where I was just about tearing my hair apart because the MF gang were really pissing me off. Caroline was never a priority, everyone was willing to let her be collateral damage in this ever revolving war against elena, she was just supposed to accept that her best friend is dating her assaulter. I mean I get that she is the cornucopia of giving, but thats what friends are for! To make these givers realise that enough is enough, now think about yourself, make yourself a priority. The Caroline I fell in love with initially, the one with the big dreams, the one who wanted to live live to the fullest, explore the entire world because yes embracing vampirism gave her that opportunity….That Girl was entirely diminished by the end. There’s growing up and having responsibilities and then there’s having to grow up because of not-their-doing responsibilities. Klaus had come in a AT THAT CRUCIAL POINT. I remember thinking ‘yesss, she’s a priority for once’ also ‘idc if this relationship works out or not, but this one can be her ticket and reason to move out of that soul-sucking selfish town and friends’

• IT’S A SUPERNATURAL SHOW. This. Funny and irritating why people forget this. The show depicts them as these all encompassing, good in combat and strategy, well versed in lore of the centuries, sensual, blood-drinking vampires…I’m afraid that goes hand in hand with blood and sex and murder and deceit. If you want a century old virgin goody two shoes, I believe you’re in the wrong franchise. For this show, its not about who is good and who is bad, it’s about who is evil and who is more evil, and that too is relative on how you define evil/what you consider evil. Also what’s blatant in this fandom, is the hypocrisy. This is what I wanted to especially expound upon :

So what irritates me about the fans the most is their hypocrisy. Also the puritan fanaticism some have embraced and loudly preached. I wont even include DE and Damon in my arguments, i think they’ve been discussed at length by all (like it deserves to be) this is better explained with Stefan. When people say Klaus is a mass murderer and has killed soooo many people over the years, ergo klaus is evil but stefan is my innocent bae(not verbatim but the intent is obvious)…. conveniently forgetting the fact that stefan killed so many people too, went ripper twice, in his 300(?) yrs…had he lived as long as klaus lived…who know whether the number would have risen or not (hint : it will)Imagine living on and on for so many years, the world around you changing, civilisations changing,people you loved dying, but you’re set in stone. Immortality has been romanticised like all get go, but realistically I can’t imagine someone not going absolute nutters every once in a while whether or not you have a reason to keep living on. The show has shown only the positive sides of Stefan and his dealing with vampirism which in turn makes him appealing, but I can’t imagine someone with Stefan’s characterisation - the broodiness and the guilt - would live a long innocent life. Psychologically, something will always make him crack. I know I’m coming across as someone who hates Stefan which is simply not true. S1-3 Stefan and S1-4 Caroline were my absolute faves. Believe me, I only watched the show until then for these two. But I realised we do excuse his murders w/ - he didn’t want to, he feels guilty, he repented, it’s out of his control. But ultimately clinically speaking(with my inner stefan fan supressed)…There were dead bodies. Families mourned. Lives were taken. Stefan regretted it yes, but it doesn’t give them their life back. None of these vampire’s victims (Salvatore’s, Mikaelsons’,Forbes’) are coming back. Why do we not still hate stefan or any 'good side’ vampires for that, but love to do it to the Mikaelsons?

Second thing I mentioned was puritanism. Simply put, this goes in the good box ; this goes in the baaaad box. Some people differentiate characters like - this is a good person(can do no wrong) and this is a bad person(be suspicious of this one’s dealings ) from the initial interactions and context of the show. Characters on the 'Good’ side in the start, are reveled for doing 'a thing’ ; but if a potentially grey character from the 'Bad’ side does the same 'thing’ they are jeered upon for doing it. Am I saying don’t point out and jeer evil wrongdoings of evil characters? NO. I’m not trying to be apologist for villains, most deserve what we throw at them. BUT But but, in this case, on this show, is the line differentiating them really that clear? Are these 'good’ and 'bad’ characters exclusively on those sides? Like you mentioned, Kol is killed, Klaus retaliates. Had a sibling from the 'good ’ side been killed by the Mikaelsons, pretty sure they’d have retaliated the same way. We cheer one but jeer the other? Why? The deed is the same, cruel and inhuman on both accounts, yet we celebrate one and mourn other?

What people instantly think when I say this, 'you’re probably a person who excuses abuse in real life too’'you believe this…you must be horrid in real life’….*shrugging* A. There is a clear divide between fiction and reality. one I have to actually live in and the other is entertainment. Damn sure I can differentiate between them. B. There is an actual sense is not automatically trusting the NiceGuy, everyone has flaws if you look hard enough, they’re gonna come out eventually I’d rather not be lulled in a false sense of security. I’m not saying The Mikaelsons are good people and they just need some lurrvvve and understanding. What I’m saying is the Mikaelsons are shitty. But so are the Salvatores. So is Elena. And sometimes so is Caroline. If its just fiction, isn’t it hypocritical thay we only hold few accountable, but excuse the behaviour of the rest?

When people say KC is 'abusive’ I always take in with the idea that it’s because Klaus is heartless mass murderer. Which he is. There’s no going around that. He IS NOT a good guy. That stabbing didn’t really make sense to me…why did he do it? But tyler’s mum yeah…if you can excuse the council for their behaviour, don’t be a hypocrite please when the favor is returned. On a completely different but still related note, this is similar to the bullying topic in HP. When it comes to being bullies for whatever reason, people easily excuse the marauders because ultimately they were on the 'light’ side. But draco is held accountable even though he was technically younger than james. But back on the topic at hand.

But KC? Like you provided the lines and to anyone who watched the show….Caroline was not impressed by him. Attracted to him?Sure. But she never acted on it at all until 5×11. She kept questioning his motives, was suspicious of his moves, never defended his actions, brought up his misdeeds to him when he tried to pretend to be a good guy, tried to sneakily gain favours from him utilising his interest in her, it goes on and on. You never hear a single praise for him from her lips (as far as I can remember) All she did was that she gave him a benefit of doubt. Try to understand his motives rather than just IDENTIFY. EVIL. KILL. Try to understand that someone who has lived this long, what goes on thay ancient head, did he ever want to be human? , how does he justify his misdeeds? But Was it enough? Well canonically, apparatently not.

And I get it. I’m not saying excuse the murders by the Mikaelson’s too. NO. I’m saying hold all of them responsible. Caroline. Stefan. Damon. Klaus. And then critic the characters after that. Don’t claim some sort of moral high ground when there isn’t any.

This show, these writers…when given enough screen time, they could redeem an irredeemable villain of their choosing. Seriously, for real. (Damon gets it but Katherine or Kai(this one would need toooo much work) doesnt) and people lap it up. Basically, it’s on the writers on who they choose to get to be the GoodGuy, which villian gets forgiveness for the misdeeds even though the other villains did the same thing. I don’t watch TO but I’m sure they gave 'reasons’ and 'backstory’ on why Klaus behaves the way he does. I mean if you think in a critical analysis sort of way, that is how a redemption arc works. You get to know the inner workings and history of the protag and what experiences made them the person they are, then it’s upto the audience whether or not they forgive them.

But I digress. What is the main point of this entirely too long rant, is that saying KC is abusive is just absurd. Not on this show, not in this context. If its klaus that is your problem, you better have a problem w/ the rest of the lot too. Also he is the one guy who was the only one who asked Caroline whether she would like the cure instead, didn’t use her solely to get to elena, prioritised her, didn’t think Caroline’s love to plan and shop and everything that does not scream stereotypical intelligent girl as shallow and superficial, gave her plenty opportunities to make something more out of her life if she wanted with or WITHOUT HIM. If she wanted to fly free alone for a decade or even a century or two, go for it as long she came back to him when she’s had her fill. Yeah, that just screams abusive and controlling to me😒

Bottom line anti kcs, I’m sorry you wanted this to be a black and white clear issue so you justify your hate. But it’s simply not. I’m not saying KC IS an angelic done-no-evil ship, but when ships all around are pirates, what’s another one,eh.

Also, might as well reiterate, I haven’t seen the show after 4×22, just kept up w/ the show from a lot of different shipper’s (SE, KC and SC shippers too unfortunately) blogs and my sister who watches the show, so I might be off w/ some of the facts. If any of them are blatantly obvious and it’s because I missed something crucial in the remaining seasons I’m tagging the people I’ve seen answering KC qs or were active in their KC defense so this post is refined @my-ownfairytale @klarolinedrabbles @jonsnowbitch

#klaroline #tvd #klaroline meta #anti defense #sorry guys it's not sherlock #for a show like tvd you can't judge ships based on the characters #bcos they're all shitty #judge the ships on their interactions w/ each other and the rest

13 notes · View notes

onisionrants · 7 years

Text

Onision Rant: Trisha Response Part 1

I made it 8 mins in to his new vid responding to Tisha Paytas vid about him before rage quitting for now (the manipulation/victim blaming was getting to me); but here are the points I want to discuss so far. 1.) He brings up ages of his ex’s as: 24 (skye), 17 (he makes a point to say legally lulz it wasn't , shiloh), 26 (AJ), 24 (Minx), 17 (lainey), and 18 (billie). First off while yes skye was his age so not creepy he says her age as 24, this is false they dated in their teens and married at like what 18? He’s trying to fluff the numbers in his favor. It’s also important to note that the only 2 that were really in that above 20 bracket also dumped him a month or less into the relationship, because they were smarter and could see the abusive nature he really has (also not die hard fans). He also makes a point to say (when Trish brings up dating fans) that his ex wife was a fan, what was she a fan of his in high school when they met and started dating? He didn’t do anything then, he hadn’t made it on youtube yet (which he did with a lot of help from her). To say she was a fan is a big stretch. 2.) While talking about the fan thing he also says “ if you ask them (lainey) about how happy they are being married to me they’ll have the same answer as I have, we are so much better then our exs to each other. There’s much raw honesty, theres so much passion, theres so much happiness, Like 99% of the time things are awesome.” True ifnyou ask lainey during lovebombing times I’m sure they would say they were happy, but their twitter and livestreams tell a different story when greg is on his down with them kick. Lainey has told us that Greg has manipulated them, that he is emotionally and verbally abusive as well. He also says better than their exs, again abusers like him target people in abusive situations so they can be the savior and use that “ at least I’m not your ex, HE was the one really bad to you” (like he did billie too). As for more honesty, is that the honesty you had to manipulate your wife (wont do things friends wouldn’t do) to cuddle with laineys gf, or how about telling lainey how the ~polyamorous~ relationship is going be, not letting them express their feelings or have any say in the matter. More passion? Like when you almost left your pregnant partner for their 18 year old gf, or later told them you just wanted to be single (second break up during pregnancy) and the lovebombing afterwords. So much happiness, like how lainey said “fuck 2017 already, it’s already shit” or how everytime they brought their gf back ( due to your manipulation) they felt like dying. 3.) When Trish is talking about her experience with being given a ultimatum in a relationship like what he did with billie, “ just say no, if someone says ‘hey you have to do this to ge back with me’ you don’t have to do it, just move on. It’s very simple Trisha and it’s weird anyone would act like this is a victimizing situation when 1.) that person is nowhere near around, they are across the country when they are given this decision. And 2.) The individual has every right to say no, it’s all about how bad you want to be with the people that you clearly do want to be back with because you agreed to it” (I’m going to break 3 up into quotes cause it’s long) In this one he is trying to explain away his abuse. He says it’s impossible since she’s soooo far away, but emotional abuse has no distance boundaries. You can groom amd emotionally abuse from the computer or a text. The video “ The 6 Master Manipulation Narcissist Use” that I posted yesterday kind goes over that im the veiled threats bit. Also the she had a right to say no, correct and she did and then you kept going until you got a bit of what you wanted, her being humiliated. Persuasion is not consent. Even though you are trying to explain this away, greg, you are doing horribly and exactly what Trish was talking about. You shouldn’t have to do things like the things you wanted because you want to get back with someone, this is grade A emotional abuse. There isna reason all your ~lovers~ that were over 23 only dated you a month tops, it’s because they did say no to this kinda stuff, they did say no to your abuse. They had a more developed frontal lobe ( decision making part of the brain) that told them these are red flags, and why you go after (and have longer relationships) with teens, expecially again fans that already hold you high. “ Some people think that’s totally unfair to wear an honesty message on your body that identifies what you are. ME being an honest person, I’m not affraid of people knowing whether or not I tell the truth, of I tell the truth great, if I don’t then people should know. The people that get most upset about this are dishonest who don’t want people to know they are dishonest. After all secrets are the best friend of liars” He’s trying to cleverly be mean to billie even now and this whole thing is shit. First off it is horrible to try to get someone to get “ I’m a liar” tattooed on them. This is not different then the scare given on the hands of people that stole bread in the 1700s or a scarlet letter. Your sins do not defy you. You are not the same person you were 5 years ago ( well except greg he’s stuck in his own lil world). People change and grow from their mistakes. A tattoo is forever, one “mistake” doesn’t make up who you are forever. I’m going to skip a lil ahead here to “the people that get most upset” part, I’ll get back to your honesty. No I’m a pretty honest person and I’d be upset if someone was trying to force a scarlet letter on me. Billie also did admit to lying and said she wasn’t completely innocent in the whole situation, unlike you that lovedbombed and passed blame to ~evil men stealing women~, she took the more grown up response and took ownership of her faults (that weren’t horrible anyway). Plus lying about smoking weed is not that big or bad of a lie (no matter legality, she’s a white cute teen girl with no record, she wouldn’t get shit but maybe a fine, and that’s pushing it). I have more respect for her, a person that admits their faults and shows remorse, then a person like you that is never to blame and “ is brutality honest”, so let’s talk about that honesty. It’s normal to lie, everyone does, from little to big, from good lies (that make people feel better) to bad ones that destroy lives. A study from a few years back even shows that most married couples lie to each other in every 1 outta 10 interactions, 3 in 10 if not married. You saying that you never lie alone is a lie. And agian for the punishment you wanted for billie it was not a worthy lie. It’s also common for people in emotionally abusive situations to lie in order to not feel the wrath, expecially little lies, because thr truth would be blown way out.of portion (lol sound familiar). To go back to to “ME being an honest person, I’m not affraid of people knowing whether or not I tell the truth….” no Greg you do “worry” well not exactly but you do want to force that “honest” lable on yourself. You’re not honest though, you lied at least twice in this vid alone. You also say you should let people know things that identity you by ways of marking your body, so I have some tattoo ideas for you. If you really want me to start writting you praises just get “ I’m a manipulator, emotionally and verbally abusive and a cheater” on your back.

#onision #anti-o #anti-onision

44 notes · View notes

dethdealer12345-blog · 6 years

Text

Children of Men (2006) Review

Alfonso Cuaron's 2006 sci-dystopian action thriller is a movie that should have been good.

Starring Clive Owen, Michael Caine, and Chiwetel Ejiofor, with action scenes done in one take, set in a futuristic, almost Mad-Max type world. Unfortunately the film is bogged down by terrible dialogue, an over the top preachy political message, terrible action, a comically bad ending, and Juliane Moore.

Hailed as a masterpiece by many for reasons I cannot understand.

In short the movie was a boring mess.

To explain why, however, will require basically spoiling the entire movie.

Thus I will give my final score now before continuing on with everything I found wrong.

2/5

Spoiler Filled Review

I must give praise to the one take action scenes even if they are terribly directed, boring, or just plain silly, I at least applaud the film for attempting such a thing.

Spoiler filled review

The film opens with a quick run down of the plot as Clive Owen buys coffee from some shop.

And no joke, the movie's premise sounds like a joke.

"In a world, were no children have been born in 18 years. Only one man can save us."

That man is Clive Owen, some guy who lost his own child when every woman became sterile.

Grabbing his coffee, he glances over to the TV were the news reports that the youngest person alive has just died. An 18 year old young man, who the world treated as a celebrity. Clive Owen pays it no mind while those around him start to break down and cry.

Stepping out of the building, he starts to walk down the sidewalk when the building explodes behind him. Thus we get our first action scene, as well as see what will quickly become the problem with most of them.

The camera is focused on Clive Owen who is walking, and basically doing nothing while action, explosions, and other violence happen behind him, or around him, or beside him, or in front of him. Which is fine and all, if the actor the camera focuses on is doing something, instead he just kind of walks or jogs along. Even Tom Cruise, in the terrible War of the World remake, ran at least. Not Clive Owen, anything that would require effort is clearly too much work.

Thus while the film's action scenes are all one take, not one is memorable or good, and so instead of seeing Tony Jaa fighting his way up a hotel, or Chow Yun Fat and Company shoot their way through a hospital, we get Clive Owen, just kind of there, while stuff happens in the background.

The movie than moves on to its political message as Clive Owen passes by signs, billboards,

commercials, and even straight up cages. All of which are full of immigrants, or are telling the populace that immigrants should not be in the country. Yes, everyone, in a world were everything is falling apart. Where the clock is literally counting down to the end of humanity. Where there are commercials selling suicide. Where wars, terrorism, fanatics, and the like have destroyed every other nation aside from England, because England is just that great. How the US, Russia, China, Germany, Australia, Japan, and the like have fallen apart but not England is never mentioned but it is assumed to be because the world is going to hell.

Which is fine. Which can work. However what the movie than cannot do is try to make me care about the immigrants. England is only standing because it has closed off its borders, like how Japan rebuilt itself after the Sengoku Era. It has legitimate historical context, which is ruined because its clear the film is taking a stance against such policies, not just in the movie but in reality itself.

And reality notwithstanding as I do not care what position you take politically, in the movie itself the premise that we should care for the immigrants is ludicrous. The movie tells us the world is going to ruin Mad Max style, it than tells us that England is the only country still running, it than tells us that England is the only country to seal its borders, therefore as far as the movie has explained the only reason England is not a shit hole is because it has closed its borders. And the movie expects you to believe that is a bad thing.

Its silly to say the least, terrible if you think about it, and preachy if being honest. But preachy in a way that you cant help but disagree.

Still, that is the message and the movie will try its damnedest to get you to agree with it. Though that is not the only message, as the film again and again enforces the image that the government is bad.

That borders should not exist. And that the police are evil.

It sounds like something an extreme anarchist would write.

Down with the government. Let the people do whatever they want.

And again despite your political leanings, in the setting of the film, it makes no sense.

The movie has barely been on ten minutes at this point but already the plot is hemorrhaging. The film is in desperate need of help, and thus in steps Michael Caine, with a fart joke.

And again I am not making this up, he actually makes a fart joke. He turns to Clive Owens and says pull my finger.

Pull My Finger.

Do I even need to say anything else.

Michael Caine explains about a secret organization called the Human Project, which is a group of scientists trying to save the world. Clive Owens believes them to be a myth, but it is heavily implied that they are real. Clive Owens then leaves.

Only to be kidnapped by his ex-wife Julianne Moore. And while others might see her as good, I cannot. The woman cannot act. She is almost as bad as Kevin Costner and oddly enough her best role has been in the second Kingsmen film were she hams it up and is essentially playing a joke character. And even there she is the worst part of the film.

Playing herself, she tells Clive Owens that she is hiring him to create transit papers for some young immigrant woman. Clive agrees because he needs the money and goes to a friend of his. A friend who is incredibly rich, incredibly powerful and can get Clive whatever he needs. That man is played by Danny Huston, for some reason. Not that he is bad or anything, just that he is severely underused and basically makes an extended cameo.

He has also rescued the statue of David, as well as many other works of art, because again, the world is in ruin. And again we are supposed to see him as a bad guy, as he looks out a window over a factory that looks like a certain Pink Floyd album while a large balloon of a pig floats in the air. Yes the movie is that on the nose with its symbolism.

This man is a pig. A greedy business man who you should not like. Or at least that is what the visuals and movie want you to think.

In reality he is a man who has saved priceless works of art and is singlehandly doing and getting everything our hero needs.

How is this man a bad guy again?

We are never told as he never returns.

With papers in hand, Clive Owen returns to Julianne Moore and tells her that he himself has to be with the woman or the papers wont work. He then tells her he needs to be paid more or he wont go.

Julian agrees and Clive heads out.

Thus we end up with Clive, Julianne, Girl, some middle aged woman, and Chiwetel in a car heading towards the coast were a boat awaits the girl. Along the way Clive Owen and Julianne Moore play with balls in their mouths in a moment that is supposed to be cute or enduring and is instead annoying. Luckily a one shot action scene begins, as a gang of bikers attack the car, shooting Julianne Moore in the throat and shooting at the car. The group gets away as the cops arrive to scare off the gang. Only for a cop car to pull over the remaining group. Chiwetel kills the two cops and the group dump them in the woods along with Julianne, who is now dead.

With the worst actress out of the film, the girl steps up to take her role.

Who is this girl, why is she important.

Why she is nobody, but she is an immigrant, and most important of all, she is pregnant.

How do we know she is pregnant, easy she shows us in the most pretentious way possible.

Clive Owens finds her in a barn with some cows where he tells her is done, and that she can find another way out of the country, as she is not special. She tells him she is as she starts to undress, at which point Clive Owens and myself are confused as it looks like she is trying to seduce him. Instead she takes off her dress to show her baby bump, using an arm to cover her breasts as she poses for the camera. And once again you are immediately taken out of the film.

Why did she take her clothes off?

Why is she standing near cows?

Why is she in a barn?

Why if she wants to take her clothes off, is she then covering herself up. Does she not know how to just lift her dress, or step to the side and let him see the large bump that is her pregnant belly?

No, that would be sensible, that would be what a normal human would do. But that is not what the director wants. Want the director wants in an image of her standing naked, surrounded by livestock, holding her pregnant belly and exposed breasts because its artsy. Because that is the image he wanted, logic, common sense, and basic human interaction be damned. He wants his shot and he is going to get it, no matter how stupid everyone has to be for it to happen.

Clive than goes to the others and tells them he knows she is pregnant and that she needs to be taken to a hospital. They of course refuse because government is bad. And again you are supposed to agree with them. And again it makes no sense.

In the context of the world. Her feeling. The groups feeling. Even the babies life. None of it matters. If she is the only person in the entire world to become pregnant. If she is the only hope humanity has to still be around in the next one hundred years, than she needs to go to the government. Even if they chop her and her baby up, turn them into paste and use them for any experiment required, I would be fine with that. Because as Spock is famed for saying. "The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few."

And if the girl and her baby having a terrible or even no life is what is required to save all of humanity. Than someone give me the gun because I will shoot her and her baby in the face myself.

Because again. I cannot stress this enough.

HUMANS AS A SPECIES ARE GOING EXTINCT!

Clive leaves, and soon overhears that Chiwetel and the others were the ones to kill Julianne Moore so that they could take over and keep the baby for themselves so as to start a revolution. And despite learning of that, Clive Owens still does not wish to tell the world of the pregnant woman. Instead he decides to run her through a literal war zone. But we will get to that.

In the meantime, Clive gets girl and middle aged woman and rushes them to a car so as to escape. The only problem is that the car will not start. Thus another one take action scene begins, wherein Clive Owens must push start the car by shoving it down a hill, while the bad guys rush to stop him.

And the scene is somehow stupider than it sounds.

As not only do the bad guys not stop them, but one also catches up to them gun in hand, threatening to shoot, only to call back and ask what to do before being taken out. Meanwhile the bad guys get in their own cars and give chase, since their car is working they easily catch up, just as Clive and gang get theres started. The bad guys than stop their car and climb out to continue the chase on foot. Yes I said that correctly. The bad guys, who were in a working car. Give chase to the heroes who are now in a working car. On foot.

Yeah, that's what I call a great action scene right there. It was even done in one take. Therefore it is good. Right?

Of course not.

The scene plays out like something from a comedy.

Driving off, Clive takes the group to Michael Caine, who tells them they are safe and that he has a cop friend who can help them. The bad guys arrive soon afterwards, and Michael Caine tells Clive and the others to leave while he buys them time.

The group reluctantly agrees, leaving out the back and making their way to a small hill overlooking Caine and Chiwetel.

Chiwetel has Caine at gun point and demands to know where Clive and the others are.

So what does Caine do?

Does he make up a lie.

Does he crumble and sell out his friends.

Or Does he say nothing and die with dignity.

The answer is of course none of the above. As instead Michael Caine tells Chiwetel to pull his finger.

Chiwetel rightfully shoots him in the shoulder. To which Caine tells Chiwetel to pull his finger.

Chiwetel then shoots and kills Caine.

Thus Michael Caine dies, his final words an attempt at a fart joke.

Why do people like this movie again?

The movie continues after that, with Clive Owens calling Caine's cop friend over. The cop friend pretend arrests them, and drives them through a checkpoint full of caged immigrants. Again the film is not subtle about its message. And again I wholeheartedly disagree with it. Especially when the, mostly Muslim immigrants start marching through the streets shouting 'Allah Akbar' while armed with whatever guns they have. But again that is for later.

For now, Clive and girl ride a bus where they lose middle aged woman, who pretends to be insane so as to stop the cops from searching the pregnant woman. How that works is beyond me as surely the cops will search the woman anyway. And they almost do, until Clive Owens points out that she has pissed herself. The cop, not wanting to touch her because she is now icky, leaves and the problem resolves itself. The middle aged woman is still taken away however, and at that point you have to ask why even though the answer should be obvious.

It is so Clive and the girl are stuck by themselves.

Cop then takes the two to a building to wait while he goes to do some things to help her on her way, and during the night the girl gives birth. Clive helps her, and at that point I was expecting the baby to die. Leaving Clive Owen to take the only baby in the world to safety. Instead the film does not have the balls to kill the poor defenseless, Immigrant woman, and she survives. And it is at that point that the movie stops trying to be a serious, dark, depressing drama and starts to spiral into comedy.

The cop arrives with some girl, a replacement for middle aged woman, and demands to know what the girl is holding. Seeing her baby, he pulls out his gun and forces everyone down the building so he can take them to the government and get a reward. And again. We are supposed to see this as a bad thing. Because government bad.

New girl soon attacks the cop, and together with Clive Owen they three escape. The cop chases after them, somehow unable to hit any of them and another one take action scene begins. Clive actually does something in this one, as he shuts a door, grabs a heavy thing, and hits the cop on the head with it. And it looks as clunky as it sounds.

Clive then runs through some streets as shooting between the immigrants and the military starts up. When suddenly, the bad guys led by Chiwetel appear.

Chiwetel's group take the girl and the baby, before shooting someone who is with Clive Owens, but who is not Clive Owens and is also not new girl. Why the bad guys do not just shoot Clive Owens is again obvious as the film needs him alive still. Thus person three is killed.

The military and immigrants than arrive, and a shootout occurs.

A shootout in the background, and off in the distance. Clive his barely in any danger, and just kind of stays low and lightly jogs away.

Chasing after Chiwetel, he comes to a building under assault by the military. A group of immigrants run out with flags up only to be mowed down, because again, government bad.

Clive makes his way into the building as the military continues to shoot. Tanks, machine guns, and bazookas are fired at the building, but luckily only the first few stories so that when Clive makes his way to the higher ones, he will not be shot at.

Clive quickly finds the girl, only for Chiwetel to be near, machine gun in hand. He says some pointless things about how he was trying to do good, while bullets are shot around him. Clive takes the girl with him, as Chiwetel shoots at them, only for one of the tanks to finally shoot at him. Not until he is off screen and back in the distance of course.

Making his way down the building, Clive, girl, and baby are mobbed by all in the building as the baby cries. The army then arrives, and upon hearing the baby cry, stop shooting, lower their weapons, and let Clive, the girl, and her baby through.

That is right.

Everyone learns of the baby. Of the only baby in the entire world. They learn of the one thing that literally everyone has been trying to get.

And they just let it go.

They let them all go.

Yes, because that is how you resolve a dangerous situation.

You have everyone just stop caring and let your heroes walk out with no problems.

Tension, a sense of danger, thrills, all gone in an instant.

Even funnier is how everyone just starts shooting at each other again as soon as the three are clear.

Why would any of that happen.

Why.

Easy, the heroes were in a situation and the writer could not think of way to get them out, so he just lets them leave. Its even worse then Deus Ex Machina, at least in that something stupid happens. In this movie they just leave.

They just leave.

Clive then takes the girl and her baby to a boat, the other girl who has been with them the whole time stays behind, as her job is done. Whatever job that was. I of course did not mention her being around because she does nothing.

Once in the boat, the girl tells Clive what she is going to name her child as she notices a bunch of blood on the boat. And once again in the distance their is action. But again only in the distance and this time hidden by thick fog. As for the blood, Clive tells her that it is his, and that he had been shot sometime during the last thirty or so minutes of film.

How he is still alive despite the pool of blood he has leaked in the boat, and the supposed pools he has lost along the way are never brought up. Instead Clive just dies, tilting his head gently to the side as he attempts to hold his breathe.

Seconds later, a boat breaks through the fog, the word Tomorrow on its side.

The movie ends with the sound of children laughing and playing as the title flashes across the screen in the most pompous and stuck up way possible.

Where do I even begin?

What do I even say?

The movie is a terrible mess of bad jokes, bad writing, bad action, idiotic moral messages, and boring drawn out scenes of nothing.

The movie was terrible.

#Movie Review #Children of Men #Clive Owen

0 notes