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the purplish jay is a medium-sized member of the corvid family found in portions of south america (bolivia, brazil, colombia, ecuador, guyana, and peru). like other jays, these birds are noisy and social, and often travel in loud groups through the forest canopy. they prefer tropical & subtropical lowland forest habitats. they are named for their distinctive purple-blue color. like other jays, they are omnivorous, and feed on everything from fruits and insects to small reptiles and eggs.
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inatungulates · 1 month
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Common brown brocket Subulo gouazoubira
With purplish jay Cyanocorax cyanomelas
Observed by thekarp, CC BY-NC
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crypitd · 1 year
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Purplish Jay noticing you on Fat Bird Friday
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squawkoverflow · 1 year
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A new variant has been added!
Purplish Jay (Cyanocorax cyanomelas) © Nicolas Huet & Jean Gabriel Prêtre
It hatches from blue, common, dark, deep, harsh, large, low, raucous, and tall eggs.
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stickynotebirds · 15 days
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345. Purplish-backed Jay
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birdyverdie · 2 months
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continuing our birb discussion... i wanted to ask, are there any real purple birbs?
(no pressure to answer!)
Mmmmm it's 4am rn bcuz I'm a bit of a fool and was drawing my Dungeons and Dragons Owlin character sooo beware my rambling and nonsense ahah ;;
Anyways! There are so many purple birds out there, it's very lovely. However you said "real" purple birds and I may be overthinking this cuz it's late but it reminded me about how blue isn't a real color on birds because there's nothing in a bird's diet that allows for that sort of blue pigmentation. Yknow how bell peppers can be like...red and yellow? Yeah it's cuz they have some antioxidants called carotenoids that create the red/yellow/orange pigmentation. (Pink flamingos are pink cuz shrimp...what would blue birds eat to make them blue? There's really not a blue fruit out there. Don't say blueberries.) And the answer researchers found out for blue on birds feathers is cuz of light wavelength.
Protein structure specifically keratin in their feathers (stuff ur nails and hair is made up of!) kinda refract the blue wavelengths and since all color we see are the colors that aren't absorbed...well. blue!
But for purple--and this is a guess cuz im pulling this out from what i remember of my nutrition class--purple may be their true color. Cuz carotenoids can also mix and match structurally and allow for some green and off kilter blue pigmentation to occur. And yknow. Blue and red = purple.
So. Maybe purple birds. Will do research later. But there are many. Many lovely ones that we can actually see. For example, and my favorite cuz I participated in a volunteer opportunity for these guys:
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Purple Martins! What lovely guys, they flock in the hundreds. Seeing these guys pass by overhead was so cool. Ok maybe they're a bit more indigo but they're adorable regardless.
Though if you want a very very vibrant purple.
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Violet-backed Starlings. What a banger bird. This bird just knew how to win in the fashion show. This tone of purple with white? Urgh. Slaps. Iridescent too.. lovely.
You're a corvid enjoyer. I think you'll get a kick outta this guy.
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Purplish Jay! No I'm not kidding about the name. It's kinda funny cuz it's like hmmm you're not really purple but still purple enough sjjshaha silly!! I love human naming conventions
I know there's a bunch of hummingbirds that have purple feathers I wonder why. Oh flowers. Flowers maybe?? Nectar?? *shrugging noises*
Anyways, personal favorite of the hummingbirds
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Lucifer hummingbirds! Have no clue why they named such a tiny lil guy with such a name but humans are silly. Just like birds. I wish there was carcinisation but for birds. Ornithonisation?
Ok I'm not making sense anymore here's the names of other purple birds off the top of my head:
violet-crowned hummingbird.
Purple breasted cotinga. (Cotingas are such goofy birds).
Purple honeycreeper (what a name. Imagine creeping on honey i dont think they even eat honey, just flower nectar.)
Purple Grenadier (finches beloved)
And I forgot the name but it's a Turaco
Anyways good night!! I love chattering about birds
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a-dinosaur-a-day · 4 months
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I took this photo at a zoo
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jamespottersdaisy · 4 months
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A man without love
Peter Parker x fem!reader
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a/n: just a fluffy banter during a cozy night
song choice has absolutely no relation to the fic whatsoever, i just listened to it the whole time and liked lmao. dedicated to my baby jay @hollandweather
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Moonlight to show the way so we can follow
Waiting inside her eyes was my tomorrow
Then something changed her mind, her kisses told me
I had no loving arms to hold me
Every day I wake up, then I start to break up
Lonely is a man without love
Every day I start out, then I cry my heart out
Lonely is a man without love
Somewhere amidst the mellifluous melody, the door clicks, and you know Peter is home. 
You’ve been captivated in your book for far too long to notice the hour; quite late, might I add. It must have been a rough night for him to decide to stay past two in the morning for patrol.
You grab your phone and toss it between the pages as a bookmark before hopping on your feet.
“Nice song, baby,” Peter murmurs as he dawdles to your room, leaving its door agape. You wager he is changing to something much more comfortable than that suit of his but still barge in the room nonetheless. “How was the night, big guy?”
You catch a few discoloration on his skin as his bare torso moves around beside the bed. He glances at you sidelong, swiftly hauling a grey shirt on. “Smashing success. No criminals left around.”
He might have rushed to shroud his skin with cloth from you, but you are shrewd enough to match his furtiveness. No chance he is hiding those tiny injuries from you. Perhaps he has a good reason to do so– such as the look on your face when you see him hurt– but still, not good enough of a reason to deny you. 
“Lemme see,” you clutch the hem of his shirt to lift it up, only for his hand to grab yours to parry.
“On my period, sorry, beautiful.” His eyes may be drooping from exhaustion, yet his smirk is as smug as always while you glower daggers at him.
“Let me see, Peter.”
“That’s harassment.”
“There’s something purplish on your back,” you try harder, but he is stronger.
“You’re delusional.”
“I know what I saw, quit gaslighting me.”
“Gaslighting is not real. You’re crazy,” Peter shakes his head.
“Are you hiding hickeys of trysting?” you jeer, making him chuckle and release your hand from his at last. 
“Nope, don’t have time for that,” he shakes his head gallantly. “Just bruises of valour.”
Which simply earns a mocking scoff from you.
You don’t see or feel his amorous gaze on you as your fingers trace the new bruises. They’ll heal, you know they will, and still, you want to kiss every one of them into evanescing.
“How was your night?” he whispers, bringing his hand to your hair and pushing a strand behind your ear. 
“Better than yours, apparently,” You now touch the small nick on his jaw tenderly and turn around to get a band-aid from the nightstand.
His eyes follow your movements around, gears working in his brain. “Please, not the pink one–” he calls when you grab a band-aid.
Too late. You are already springing back with a wide grin. “Pink one!”
“Not the pink one…” he closes his eyes in disdain as you strut back to his side and place a screaming pink plaster on his jaw.
He looks down in your eyes as you check his handsome face, clearly proud of your work. “I look so manly.”
“Most manliest you ever looked.”
“Wanna get in the bed with me?
“You’re on your period, Peter.”
He laughs and turns around before throwing himself into the bed. “C’mon, take your book and the music and come here.”
I cannot face this world that's fallen down on me
So if you see my girl, please send her home to me
Tell her about my heart that's slowly dying
Say I can't stop myself from crying
Every day I wake up, then I start to break up
Lonely is a man without love
Every day I start out, then I cry my heart out
Lonely is a man without love
When you sit on the bed, legs crossed with your book on your lap, Peter takes your phone, restarting the same song. He averts his eyes to your book. “Anything new?” 
“Oh, yeah, you’ve missed so much,” your eyes widen with excitement, and Peter’s smile widens intuitively. “I don’t even remember where you left off.”
“The girl’s memories got stolen,” he reminds you. “Want me to braid your hair?”
“I get so sleepy when you do that,” you shake your head and open the book to go through pages with hopes of remembering what you’ve read since Peter left.
“I should hope so, do you know what hour it is?”
“But I’ve missed you,” your head snaps up, and Peter narrows his eyes. His hand is already up in your hair, playing and caressing the locks gently. “Liar. You’ve been reading that book since I’ve left home.”
“And two hours before that,” you lean into his touch.
“You’ve officially lost the right to complain about your headache,” He props up in bed, switching to a more suitable position for easier access to your hair.
“I will do it regardless.”
‘I know you will,” his long fingers take three strands, and you are already feeling sleepy. “Now, please, tell me what happened after the poor girl lost her memories.”
You pause for a minute, mustering all the plot you’ve consumed to drain. As you remember the things the poor main character went through, your blood pressure soars, eyes widen and voice raise. “They lied to her! Can you believe that?”  you exclaim, at which Peter raises his brows in happy bewilderment. “God, I hate her mother so much!”
“Stepmother. Go on,” He interjects before passing to another strand of hair and dividing it into three. “What about her situationship?”
“He is not her situationship, Peter–”
“I mean, they flirt about killing each other, sleep together, but they’re not together.”
“That’s sexual tension and slow burn,” you scowl. Peter lets go of another newly done braid.
“Yep, that’s what I said,” he nods, caressing your cheek with his thumb. ”Situationship. What happened to him?”
That’s when you straighten your back, and Peter rolls his eyes. He never was fond of the male main characters of the books you’ve read. No matter how they looked and what they did, you always seemed to be infatuated with them.
“He was looking for her, and he found her and he freaked out when she didn’t remember her–” You start babbling about the male lead, but Peter is not amused.
“Breathe.”
“But he could not openly tell her everything, it would freak her out, so he–”
“Still not breathing, beautiful.”
“Stop interrupting,” you wave off your hand.”So he lied about who he is to gain her trust and–”
“He’s such a liar, what do you even see in him?”
“He’s hot,” you lightly slap his chest to stop him from cutting off your every word. 
“He is short, but sure, go on,” Peter grabs you by the arm and yanks you closer to his chest. 
This is his favourite time of the day, and you are always too busy to see it. Your voice echoes around the room, albeit he forgets most of the things you are saying by the morning. What matters is that you are talking. To him. With him. 
“Doesn’t matter, still hot,” You nuzzle against his chest, feeling his hands roam around your hair and back. It’s dizzying and yet the most comforting feeling you’ve ever felt. “So, they start spending time behind her mother and slowly grow a bond.”
“There we go, she’s gonna take forever to trust him again,” Peter’s tone is already lowered, welcoming you into a place of drowsiness. Both of you in your pyjamas, tangled together under a blanket that Peter wrapped around you. 
“So, you wouldn’t wait and fight for my love even if it took forever?” your words are heavy, and your voice is slumberous. Peter smiles down at your hooded eyes and rests his chin against yours.
“Baby, you didn’t acknowledge your feelings for me for six months.” He is right. You fought a lot to not ruin the friendship at first.
“I still could have taken my time,” you mumble, eyes closed. “Act oblivious to your flirting.”
“I could not be clearer that I was flirting,” he chuckles slowly, taking the book away from you and placing it on the counter. “And I would’ve waited another six months.”
“You would get bored.”
“Of you? Never,” is all that is said before you doze off and he shuts off the lights.
Every day I wake up, then I start to break up
Knowing that it's cloudy above
Every day I start out, then I cry my heart out
Lonely is a man without love
Every day I wake up, then I start to break up
Knowing that it's cloudy above
Every day I start out, then I cry my heart out
Lonely is a man without love
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thank you for reading! let me know if you liked it!!!! love you guys so much!
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hxxsxxng · 3 months
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JAY 박종성 - STUDIO WORK
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Genre: SMUT with a plot if you squint
Content. oral, teasing, degradation, teasing. and other stuff lmk what i missed
Overview: You get desperate when waiting for Jay to finish up in the studio.
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"Babe pleaseeee, i'm desperate." You pleaded to your boyfriend. You were just lounging on one of the little couches in his studio feeling.... excited... to say the least.
"I am almost done writing these lyrics, just wait like 15 more minutes" He demanded. You sigh loudly at these wounding words.
You pout a little while twirling your hair around your fingers. He had already been working for 5 hours while you just sit there bored out of your mind so of course your mind started to drift elsewhere. Daydreaming would be an understatement.
A great idea to soothe your needs pops into your mind. You sit up from the couch eagerly.
Wandering over to his chair, you stand behind him and start massaging his shoulders. He jumps a little bit but he soon gets used to it. It was relieving the pressure on his shoulders from his poor posture. He has no idea what you have is store for him.
"If this is your way of trying to seduce me, it's not going to work" Jay says
This didn't take away your determination though. You walk around the chair and climb to sit on his lap. You wrap your arms around him and rest your head on the crook of his neck and just sit there. The feeling of your hot breath repeatedly hitting the sensitive spots on his neck really turned him on. You run your fingers through his fluffy brown hair as he continues to work on his song. You couldn't contain your desire anymore.
     Subtlety, you begin leaving small pecks on his neck, which turned into kisses, and then to you sucking on his neck, leaving noticiable purplish marks.
"Babe" he scoffed, as if he were annoyed.
As much as he hates to admit it to himself, he is enjoying it. He wraps his large muscular arms around your waist and pulls you as close as possible to him then continues to work. You were getting tired of it and you gently grab his face with both of your hands and pull him into a passionate kiss. Instead of pulling away, you deepen the kiss. He doesn't seem to be too bothered because he's not doing anything to stop you.
     You rub your soft hands down his hickey covered neck, sending chills down his spine. He tries to insert his tongue leaving you to mindlessly open your mouth slightly, inviting him in.
Both of your tongues were exploring each others mouths and your hands exploring each others bodies. He caressed his big hands up and down your back slowly, giving you goosebumps.
You can feel his member growing in size underneath you so you decide to tease him. You grind your hips slowly across his tent, making him release a low groan. Continuing to rock your hips back and forth just made him yearn you more and more. But not only did you teasing him turn you on, the feeling of his clothed tip continuously brushing against your clit was only making you more needy.
"Ah yes baby keep doing t-that" he pleaded while gripping your love handles. This steamy exchange made you more than audacious. You stand up getting of his lap and walk back around the chair and start kissing his neck while reaching over, palming his clothed member.
He tries to hide his shaky breathing but it wasn't working. You turn his head and kiss his lips. You grab his hand, pulling him up from and chair and you lead him to the couch while you go to lock the door. He sits down on the end of the seat and you push him back, having him lie flat.
You slide down your pants, leaving your cute black pantiess exposed. You get on top of him sitting on his lap again and begin to kiss down his neck, to his collarbone. You pull part of his shirt down, allowing you to leave marks on his chest.
     "Sit on my face babyyy" he says out of the blue. You look at him with a stunned look, but you weren't one to disobey his orders. He grabs the band of your panties and pulls them down your legs. You tug at the bottom of his shirt, signaling you wanted to take it off him. He lifts his arms up and pull the shirt off over his head.
     He does the same thing right back to you. Tugging your shirt till you allowed him to take it off. No words were being exchanged, just looks and lustful implications.
     You turn around and slowly lower your pussy to be aligned with his tongue.  His face was being squished by your thighs, but that's the part he loved the most. He starts swirling his tongue around slowly, making you squirm a little bit. He reaches his arms up and unclips your bra, leaving you to take it off.
You pull the bra off, leaving you fully exposed. While he works wonders with his tongue, you place both of your hands on his rock hard torso for more control. He wraps your hands around your beautiful thighs and grips them continuing to slide his tongue between your folds.
Beautiful moans fall out of your mouth and the temperature of the room rises.
    "You taste so sweet, darling"
Using his torso for mobility, you unintentionally slowly grind your hips back and forth on his face, in sync with his tongue. You throw your head back in reaction to the unbelievable pleasure he is making you feel.
    "You're such a slut Y/N, I couldn't even finish my work because of you," he growls. His faux anger just makes you more and more hornier. He is so hot when he is angry.
   The protruding tent in his pants grabs your attention. Sliding your hands down his abs, you begin to softly tease him, palming him slowly while he works his mouth.
    He lets out small moans, which you can hear and feel due to the heat of his breath and the vibrations of his throat.
As you come up on your orgasm, you start whimpering and you grind on his face a little more intentionally this time. Your legs start shaking but he keeps them in place but gripping your thighs even tighter than he was previously.
"I'm so close Jay" you manage to say
"Let it all out for me baby"
     He flicks his tongue faster and sucks on your clit while you ride out your high. You couldn't stay still and your legs were still shaking uncontrollably. Loud moans spill from your mouth. You grip different parts of his body and parts of yours tense up from the pleasure.
     You let out small whimpers as you begin to dome down from your high.
      He lifts you off of him and pins your back against the seat of the couch, basically switching positions with you. He starts kissing you aggressively while resting his hand softly wrapped around your neck, mixing your wetness from his mouth with your saliva in your mouth.
   He pulls away and looks deeply into your eyes.
    "You better be happy now. Never do that again. I need to finish my work" he's pushing your shoulder back. He stands up and walks back over to his chair and starts working on the song again as if nothing ever happened.
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Okay but like instead of red Gillion being a bit that got said too many times so it had to be canon. What if. Skin/scale discoloration is a symptom of extreme stress/poor health for Tritons? Red Gillion real but only for the angst-
Instead of it being so sudden (oh no he's red now!) It started off as patches of purplish/red skin that creep over his arms and chest and face until he can't hide them anymore until Chip and Jay realise huh! That's a lot of red! Gillion is red now? Like it happened slowly with the progression of the nightmares so the others didn't really notice until now. Idk just thinking.
I looove worldbuilding I looove strong characters having physical/visible signs of their deterioration that they hide and hide and hide until they can't
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life-winners-liveblog · 3 months
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And what this gentleman Overseer appearance?
I would like to know,
Oh right! He's slightly taller the Scar and his hair are a platinum-blonde color.
He's surprisingly elegant, Scotts contribution of course, and I mean really elegant...bowtie and tailcoat jacket elegant. His clothes are all just shades of glacous(i love this shade of blue), darker in the pants and lighter in the jacket. The jacket is also one of those striped ones.
He has wings! Not canary but purplish jay wings... here is what a purplish jay looks like:
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Oh he also has a bunch of eye-like patterns.
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yandereorg · 1 year
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𝐅𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲
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falling out of love with Roy and Jason
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Jason found not just a new sense of life with you, but a kind of immortality. He felt that his love for you would transcend his lifetime and turn into a great myth, like the story of Orpheus and Eurydice or Eros and Psyche. Jason was devoted to you, and he felt that his devotion was stronger than the one that sent Orpheus to the underworld looking for his fallen love. He believed that his love for you was powerful enough to be remembered and celebrated for generations to come.
At first, Jason was skeptical when you first joined them. He had hoped that you would be his alone, and he wouldn't have to watch as you pressed kisses against Roy. It left him with an overwhelming fear that he wasn't good enough. However, as he got to know you more, he realised that the world wasn't an ideal place. Jason knew that Roy loved you almost as much as he did, and he accepted that you were safe with them.
"I love you," you said. Jason couldn't believe it. This simple phrase took him back to the moment when he first realised that he was in love with you. He remembered how his heart stopped, and for a small moment, it felt like the universe had aligned just for him. Now, as he looked into your eyes, he felt like he was where he was meant to be, with the person he was meant to be with.
Jason took a deep breath and began to speak, but he couldn't his heart felt flowers growing within his chest and the roots took hold of his heart. He wrapped his arms around you, holding you tightly, he would never let go. In that moment, he realised that he would do anything for you, anything to make you happy.
As you buried your pretty face in his neck, leaving a purplish mark there, Jason knew that he was yours, body and soul. He felt as if he had been branded, but in the best possible way, as yours. And he knew that he would spend the rest of his life making sure that you knew just how much he loved you.
The physical sensations of love were overwhelming. Jason felt like he was on fire, both from the heat of your body and the intensity of his emotions. He knew that he would never be able to completely express the depth of his feelings, but he would spend every moment trying to show you just how much you meant to him.
As you continued to kiss him, your lips slowly tracing down his scars, the burning sensation that he felt only seemed to aggrandise. But despite his Frankenstein-like appearance, you were not put off in the slightest. You had always known that love was more than skin deep, and you had made it your mission to show him just how much you cared for him. With each touch, each caress, you were filling him up with a love so powerful that it was overwhelming. And as you held him close, you knew that you would never let him go.
Lately, a change had come over you. It appeared that your pity for Jason had run dry. He was once again awakening in the middle of the night, while his beloved was still sound asleep beside him. He chewed at his inner cheek, tearing at his own flesh as the taste of iron flooded his mouth. It was clear that the situation was taking a toll on him, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness in the face of it all.
Roy had never felt higher than when he was with you, it was perfect everything was perfect. He had made it through the harsh winter of his life and now got to lay besides the sun, all the bad stuff him and jay did feels as though it's been washed away. The dreams he built about you were all coming to fruition, he used to watch you cook and daydream, now the two of you sway, Roy washes up and you and jay cook. The two of you read him poetry and point lines that remind you of him, make welds you little metal flowers which won't ever wither.
It seemed like the love and affection that Roy showed towards you was endless. As you watched him, you realised that his love was like a bottomless well, always there to provide comfort and support whenever you needed it. His devotion to you both was unwavering, and he would do anything to show you just how much he cared. You felt an unconditional love to have him in your life, a constant reminder that love was the anchor that held you all together.
Roy had never been a religious man but he knew that if there was a god they made you for him. When he held you it was proven, he knew that Aphrodite carved you to fit him perfectly, his pretty angel, entrapped in his arms, covered his marks. Your soft marked by his teeth and when you had a momentarily escape, he missed you but he didn't just miss you, when you went to work or worse back to your own apartment, in your absence a familiar emptiness fills his heart and it seems that you're his only cure.
Roy was always taking pictures of you, eating breakfast, as Jason held you, when you weren't looking, when you were, he even had a thing for filming the most intimate moments and though it made you uncomfortable, both Roy and Jason were into it, and they always took care of you, were you really going to deny them? Roy's love was inherently exploitative, he loved you but he wanted you to love him more, he wanted you to yearn for him the same way his body screamed out for you.
As time went on and you continued to spend more time with the two, you started to notice a gradual change in your relationship with them. It began with small things, like Roy becoming increasingly unpredictable in his behaviour and Jason seemingly didn’t notice or care, too busy basking in affections. But then, as the weeks went by, the changes became more pronounced. Roy's obsession with you started to become clearer and more unsettling. You couldn't help but feel a growing sense of helplessness as you watched Roy flaunt the power he had over you, and it only seemed to scare you more as time went on. Despite your best efforts to maintain a sense of normalcy and balance in your life, you couldn't shake the feeling that something was off between you and your lovers. It was as if you were on the verge of discovering something truly terrible and you did.
You were hesitant to believe it at first, but as the pieces fell into place, you couldn't deny the truth any longer. Roy was manipulating you, using your love and affection for him to fuel his own twisted desires. Jason was only encouraging him, in fact it seemed Jason had his own own issues just able to hide them better, but once you went looking his nefarious tendencies you found them. The blood staining them spread on to you, dripping down, tainting you. They had stolen your happiness, contorted your pure love and used it to justify their injust actions.
You had to leave.
You had to get out.
Thankfully, your relationship was still young, imagine if you had moved into them? it seemed you had been walking on land which was ready to collapse, turn into a sinkhole, you brought your proof and evidence with you, incase they tried anything.
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INSIDE JOB S1 PART 2 TRAILER, SPOILERS, AND ANALYSIS
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Here’s the link to the trailer: watch
- heads up, this post will change frequently with new analysis and information.
SPOILERS AND DETAILS BELOW I SPOTTED
0:12 - we see the gang sans Reagan in Rand’s office. The moment the coup backfires and Rand convinced them not to overturn him and the company?
0:29 - we see the robes with two people before them kneeling, possible sacrifices (it’s hard to tell from a grainy overhead view) or who could be a younger JR Scheimpough and Rand Ridley
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0:37 - WE SEE JR he’s in the corner while Glenn attempts to make a suicide pact, sitting in I believe the drivers seat of a car American style AND HES GOT A TATTOO — look at his right bicep and we see what resembles a tribal marking of a face and sitting shotgun is Myc! I couldn’t make out if he was wearing a tin foil hat in this shot but I assume yes. The gang looks like, according to the map, that they’re heading for Area 51.
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After that we see Brett, Gigi, and Andre at the manhunt we have seen in previous clips where Ron and Reagan try to sabotage and end up getting tased.
Next we see the robes all 5 circling and enacting a blood sacrifice or ceremony in which they slice their palms. Kinda funny that they all look white
0:44 - we see Ron and Reagan on what appears like a date, Ron in a suit and Reagan in a gown as a crack appears in the street. There’s gears and mechanics within the crack, showing it’s calculated for that location and purposeful.
0:54 - we see a lineup of the Illuminati, a shrouded figure in a headdress alongside Oprah, Lin Manuel Miranda, and who I believe is Jay Z and Beyoncé
1:10 - we see a hellish dragon breathe fire and fly towards the screen, the surroundings are similar to the environment in the episode where the gang goes to the reptoid gala
1:11 - in the netflix trailer version, not the twitter or YouTube one, we see a figure of rand and tamiko sitting in what looks like the hologram room of Cognito and a shift in which a hologram either appears or dissolves, revealing Robotus sitting before Tamiko. There’s theories and concepts of the fight between Rand and Ro being over Tamiko and that Ro falls in love with her, etc, but my personal favorite would be Rand trying to disguise himself as Ro to sneak around the gang or Tamiko and Robotus finds out and beats the fuck out of him. Wishful thinking 🤷🏻‍♀️
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1:13 - we see Ron and Reagan, in the same outfits as 0:54, fighting off a new Pope armed with a staff and looking off with purplish glowing eyes and Ron facing off with said pope using a crucifix we see throughout emitting a darker purple glow which returns in clips in the entirety of the trailer
1:17 - we see the gang get ready to go down to hollow earth, guided in a lift by one of the mole people. All are armed with tin foil hats
1:18 - we see Brett dressed in Ed Hardy and this is an honorable mention for @mrsbretthand
1:20 - we see puppet Brett and Brett with two characters in the background that could possibly be family members or siblings?? Due to the hair and eyes that resemble Brett’s own. Is that his family?
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1:20 we see Myc alongside MUSHROOMS at a party, and Myc’s wearing a tuxedo collar possibly at Area 51?
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1:20-> 1:22 we see a series of clips rapidly in which Keanu Reeves starts what appears to be a villain arc, AB Robotus has a gun and fires at something off screen, and Brett is playing around with a golden retriever that has to be Air Bud - there’s also a fleeting moment in which a hologram falters around Keanu Reeves and I’m not sure what to do with that, you’ll see why
1:23 - we see gigi on the Illuminati throne looking down upon Lin Manuel Miranda & see an image of Glenn in battle armor like a gladiator — I think Glenn dressed as a gladiator for Halloween then got high and is having a VERY bad trip but could also be another location, but the decorative lights in the background remind me of the Halloween party from previously released screencaps
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1:24 - we see Rand Ridley and AB Robotus fighting with a figure in the background that looks like Tamiko
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Also at 1:24 - we see a fleeting moment of a robe about to flip off their hood, and we see Reagan in the clip heading down an elevator and encountering the robes. Is she being initiated in? is she about to die? Who knows?
1:31 - Keanu Reeves versus Reagan, and she’s heavily armed and then decorated with a band of garlic, making me wonder if Keanu is a vampire?
1:35 - we see Gigi in an Illuminati headdress performing what looks like an old Welcome to Disney Channel advertisement with the blue glittering corner logo and wand
1:36 - we see Brett, Reagan, and Robotus standing far away from a glowing structure in the distance of a triangle, ominous and looking like a focal point to what’s causing the end of the world. Brett and Reagan wear tin foil hats while Robotus wears a triangular metal rod from his skull and is tube-less, just in treads to move.
1:37 - we see a moment of Ron aiming a laser gun or memory eraser at the screen, and him being reluctant to fire. It’s green, unlike the coloring on the memory eraser shown in earlier clips that Ron is armed with and uses in his job at the Illuminati.
1:39 - we see a clip of the staff used by the pope in the earlier scene being broken in half over someone’s knee, I assume Ron due to how the outfit of the person matches his the most. It exposes wires from the inside.
1:39 - we see Reagan I the center of a circle, surrounded by robes who are closing in. The elevator sequence Reagan goes through in the later half of the trailer resembles her going down into the earth where the Shadow Board/Council is located.
1:41 - we see a UFO hovering about a pyramid and a Shazam poster that appears around Brett throughout the trailer. We also see a mechanical device, a large one, being buried. Is it a Time Machine or something that bends reality?
1:42 - 1:43 we see a series of rapid fire images, including a poster of Rand Ridley captioned “Death to the Disloyal” in which he wields a bloody scythe, the device that gets buried at 1:41 located at the base of a structure that gets broken up by a UFO, Reagan wielding a red book, filled with notes and bookmarks with a red cover in surroundings resembling the reddish lighting of the elevator when it heads down to the Shadow Board. We see the Shadow Board circled around a pedestal and platform in surroundings that look tropical, Rand staring in distress at a tunnel made in the wall of his office, and a flashing moment between a worried Reagan and a high or drugged Andre.
1:45-1:50 - we see Brett, Reagan, and Glenn in a room in the midst of what looks like planning and strategy. Glenn plays with a hologram of a branching map of timelines and reality, making me wonder if a plan for the gang is to split the timeline or alter reality.
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