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butterpony100 · 10 months

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Ok I have just reached the episode “queen banana” and I’m here to rant about the atrocities that are Chloe Bourgeois “character arcs” cause she deserves better, and how my personal take would go (this is just mostly me ranting and rewriting this dumpster fire to sooth my anger at the writers cause chloe deserved better

The first few seasons has many episodes showing that Chloe was a bully, but also someone with layers. Someone who was raised with no expectations about how she needed to act or who she needed to be with others. As the episodes went on, we were showed how she came to realize that not everything could be handed to her, no matter her schemes to get what she wanted. She was learning that sometimes she needed to give in order to get.

And then- she just regressed to who she was before?? No- she was actually made worse than she was previously.

Now I will not be blaming characters like Zoe for this change, despite her rushed introduction, she has no part in this. The only ones we can hold responsible are the writers who, despite months and even years of planning, apparently had this atrocious character assassination planned from even as far back as “queen wasp”.

So instead I’m changing that cause that’s bs

In season three, Chloe is forced to accept that she messed up her chance to be queen bee, but it’s still a hard pill to swallow. Instead of obsessing over getting it back like in the show, she puts in renewed effort to her personality change (with mixed results). We’d have Zoe introduced in the season 3 finale of miracle queen instead. Chloe would see her half sister, effortlessly kind and considerate, and able to make friends with ease, become frustrated. In those around her and herself. The catalyst to her becoming queen bee would be that she wanted to prove she was “worthy”. Worthy of what? Not eve she is really knows. All she knows is that she’s of no use to any one around her. The rest of the finale kinda goes the same but with a different version of Chloe when deakumatized. She would be drained and upset, mostly at herself, and instead choose to silently go home after returning the bee miraculous when the dust settles. When she gets home, she and Zoe talk. About how Chloe isn’t used to meeting expectations and how Zoe herself has always been forced to meet them. Both begin to teach eachother the benefits of both reaching expectations and letting go of others opinions. We cut Sole Crusher from season 4 completely and have a desperate plot of Zoe getting akumatized to be given a charm by lady bug. Banana queen would change that Chloe, rather than wanting to kick Zoe out of the movie, just wants to be in the movie. The movie has been in production by the class for months and Chloe’s initial reaction left most of them iffy about her joining (she said the same thing that they recounted in the episode) and she would say “well yeah I said that but I didn’t mean it.” And the whole class would be like “ehhhh…” Zoe and Adrien would eventually convince the class to give Chloe a chance. Of course, once the production is underway, Chloe’s old personality slowly resurfaced and similar events from the og episode occur. In the end they go through with their original script like in the episode, and Chloe gets pretty mad, mostly hurt and upset. Later, adrien mentions the promise they made and how he wasn’t sure they could be friend anymore. Chloe would be more visibly upset by his words and, while still dismissing him, would be mush more distraught by the time shadow moth contacts her. Zoe still becomes the new holder of the bee miraculous, but I imagine at some point in the future of this au, Chloe will be able to wear a new miraculous and be given a second chance, just as soon as she finishes her own journey of learning who she is.

Im thinking of calling this au “Sour to Sweet”, and basically reworking Chloe from the ground up with the crumbs of character development the show actually gave us. I’ve also fallen in love with Zoe despite only having her for two episodes, so she’ll probably play a big part as well.

If you have any ideas, feel free to share!

#miraculous spoilers #miraculous ladybug #mlb #chloe bourgeois #miraculous rewrite #miraculous au

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the-winter-spider · 2 years

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My Forever, Pt.1 | S.Harrington

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: Angst, lots of it. Mentions of thought of su!cide

A/N: Ive never written for Steve before, so this shall be interesting!Not proof read or edited, not sure where this is gonna go but I may follow some of the story line or make it up along the way, but I will not be following the script word for word!

“We were always meant for each other. You said I’m your moon, but you, your my sun and we make the perfect sunset”

The bond you had with each of the kids, with Robin, with Steve. Was something if someone told you back in late 83’ you would have never believed you would have ben hanging out with a bunch of kids willingly without getting paid. But now they were everything to you and they were also no longer children, they were in high school with you.

You drifted from everyone, it was your fault. They tried, they did but how long could they try after so many attempts of friendships that were one-sided? You didn't blame them one bit.

A love that was left behind

Steve, he was your whole galaxy, he lit up your sky in the darkest of times but you got sucked into a black hole and no light could be seen from where you were.

You don't even remember the last time you saw those honey brown eyes, that smile that lit up your whole world once.

He would always drop Robin off in the morning. You always tried to get there after making you late but after your grades slipped drastically you just didn't care anymore you showed up to be somewhere you didn't have to worry about thoughts that urged to just jump off a cliff or to let yourself sink to the bottom of lovers lake letting the air leave your lungs never to return.

Today though, they were late arriving at the same time as you, you could feel his gaze on you, hushed whispers coming from Steve and Robin, no doubt in your mind about you.

About how pathetic you looked, your hair was dull, your shirt hung off your shoulders more than it did before, your skin not as vibrant as it once was even with the unbarring sun, spring brought to Hawkins.

“Y/n!”

fuck, you sped up a little bit

“I know you can hear me”

You sighed, stopping and not bothering to turn around because you knew he was still lingering there waiting to see just a glimpse of you.

Robin stopped directly beside you, a soft smile rose on her freckled-covered cheeks “It's been a while”

You nodded as you continued walking, her step matching yours “Has it?”

“Over a year” Her voice waiver slightly “Were uh, worried about you”

You stopped turning to face her, her ocean blue eyes swirled with worry, love and something else you couldn’t quite place, pity you thought, mustering up the most convincing smile you could “I'm fine, I p-promise”

She nodded as the final bell rang, taking your hands in hers “Y’know, we're here for you. We’ll always be here, we're on your side. Okay?”

“Okay”

You stood there as she dashed off leaving you standing there your eyes moved over to the burgundy car still in the parking lot. Your eyes found those warm brown ones for the first time in a year, he gave you a small, friendly wave testing the waters. Something in you switched as you shook your head, bee-lining it from the school towards the forest.

“She just ran?”

“She looked at me, I think she was crying and she just took off!” His hands flew to his face

“You didn't think to like I don't know, chase after her?”

“I did, but she was just gone or hiding. I don't know. I went by her house”

Robin paused, putting away movies, turning to face Steve “And?”

“Robs, she doesn’t live there anymore”

Her mouth gaped “What do you mean she doesn’t?”

“Some new family lives there, they said they bought Y/L/N house just after New Year, said something about a transfer to freaking Europe” Steve flung his hands up

“Where is y/n staying then? Why didn't she go with them? Who just leaves their kid behind!”

Steve sighed his head resting in his hands on the counter “I don't know” He paused letting a heavy breath out “I should have tried harder, I stopped trying”

“Steve” Robin took a step forward placing her hand on his shoulder “She pushed us all away, we did try”

“I love her, I shoulda fought harder”

“Y/n no!” Steve shouted as you raced towards Billy and Eleven, breaking free from his grasp as Robin held him back.

You tackled Billy, giving Mike the chance to pull Eleven out of harm's way.

Billy’s eyes darken “I always knew you were feisty, can't wait for you to join us”

He grabbed your neck slamming you into the ground, where mere seconds ago Eleven laid “Billy, p-please. You have to fight for Max. Don't leave her as your mom left you”

You could see an internal battle in his eyes, his grip around your neck loosened the black dots clouding your vision fading, and you could still hear Steve screaming your name.

“Max” Billy whispered

“She needs her big brother”

“Y/n?”

You nodded tears rolling down the sides of your face, he let go standing up and turning to face the gooey black creature. You just laid there your eyes wide, frozen in shock as you watched, Seconds felt like minutes and minutes like hours, everything happened so fast.

You watched, that's all you did was watch as Billy sacrificed himself. You watched that thing stab a hole directly through his chest, you watched him drop to the ground. You watched Max run for Billy, you watched Mike run for Eleven. Just as you watched Steve run for you.

He gripped your face, his mouth was moving so slow, panicking in his eyes

“We have to go! We have to go now!” Robin screamed

Steve didn't hesitate as he picked you up carrying you out of the mall.

You were sitting on the bench in the woods just past your school. You could hear leaves crunching as someone was walking from behind you.

Chrissy.

You kept your gaze on her back as she walked past you in a daze staring at the tree. She looked frightened, terrified. You got up to walk towards her, trying to get a better view of what she was looking at when suddenly she looked at you “D-did you see that?”

“See what?”

She looked back at the tree shell shocked “Nothing”

“Are you okay?” Your voice soft

She gave you a small nod, her eyes telling otherwise as they darted around making her way to the bench “I should be asking you that”

“W-what?” You took your place across from her

Her eyes were kind, with no malicious intent behind what she was saying what so ever “You’re just different” She paused taking a look around “When my cousin Sarah moved her over the summer she was so excited to meet you” She gave you a half smile, you nodded for her to continue “The girls and I always talked about you, I guess you could say we talked you up. Told her you were the best cheer captain Hawkins ever had. Your typical ‘All American girl’” she laughed using air quotes “So kind, so pretty, not a mean bone in her body, except for all those times you put ‘King Steve’ in his place, still in the kindest way bring him back down to earth but.… when the school year started up, you weren’t any of that”

Your eyes left hers, not meeting her gaze as you stared at the tree behind her, ashamed.

“You were just this shell of who you once were. My best friend is gone and I have no idea what happened, it's like you’re not there anymore and when you quit cheer y/n..”

“I know”

“Why?”

You knew you could never tell her anything you knew, could never tell her anything that happened and even if you did, Chrissy isn't who you confide in anymore and she hasn't been that person since before last summer. And the people who you could talk to this about you just wouldn't and you wouldn't burden them anymore, because you were all carrying baggage. You wiped your tear away “I don't know”

She lightly scoffed under her breath, she was getting frustrated “Your house”

You knew you owed her some sort of explanation as to why you pushed her away, completely abandoning her, leaving her in the dark.

“I know”

She reached toward you “Talk to me please”

You shot up, pulling your hand away at the sound of a very loud individual stomping toward the two of you.

Eddie

“Well well well, what do we have here” His eyes went between Chrissy and you “Cheer captain and ex cheer captain, there isn't going to be some sort of cheer off right?” His grin took up his whole face as he slammed his container on the table making Chrissy jump “Uh sorry, you okay?”

She nodded looking back at you “Y/n”

You looked between her and Eddie, your eyes widened at the realization of why she was here and why he was here “Oh”

“Will You be at the game tonight?”

You met her eyes, her face pleading with you to come, you shrugged your shoulders “I don't know” you quickly grabbed your bag tossing it over your shoulders “Ill uh, see you around”

“Y/n wait” Eddie stepped towards you grabbing your arm

His impenetrable brown eyes see right through yours “I'll see you later yeah?”

You nodded smiling at him “Yeah Eds I’ll meet you at our spot”

He nodded giving you his most famous smile, before you turned to exit the woods, you could vaguely hear the start of their conversation

“You know her?” Chrissy's voice quiet

You could see Eddie shrugging in your mind “Of course she's my neighbour”

You weren’t ready to go home and succumb to the quiet, claustrophobic, eeriness of your trailer quite yet. You weren't ready to go home and watch Billy die again and again. To watch Steve get beat to a pulp. To watch hurt wash over his face each time you pushed him away.

To close your eyes and try to fall into what is supposed to be a peaceful bliss that is sleep, only to see your friends getting murdered over and over.

You walked and walked till you knew if you started to head home now you’d get there just in time for Eddie to be home.

You lost your friends, your family, your Steve. But Eddie became a circumpolar star in your galaxy. He was always there, always shining so bright despite everything, he was someone you tried to push away but he was so persistent you just let him be, deciding to give yourself one blissful moment each day, something you knew you didn’t deserve after Billy but how could you say no when he was always right there, and like literally right there his trailer was directly in front of yours.

The friendship blossomed when he would find you almost every night on the picnic bench. A place you would sit from the moment you got home till the sky was glazed with constellations just to get a glimpse of Max, to make sure she got home safe.

She never once looked your way to even acknowledge you, her head always elsewhere her ears covered in her headphones, she no doubt blamed you for Billy at least partially, if it wasn't for you trying to get through to him and succeeding he wouldn’t have broken through the grasp of the mind flayer and he wouldn’t have tried to save you all, he wouldn’t have sacrificed himself, he wouldn’t have died and if you didn't just lay there and watch you could have pushed him out of the way so it could have been you, it should have been you.

But that's how Eddie always found you and he had such a kind heart, a soft spot for as he put it lost souls and he could tell that you weren't a lost soul but in his words, a “Crushed, shattered, broken one” and he wasn't wrong but he wasn't right because it didn't even feel like you had one.

But like clockwork every single night since you moved to the park he would pull up in his van, and go inside for all of 10 minutes before he was sitting across from you with 2 perfectly rolled joints that you would share. You would barely get a word in most of the time but you never wanted to, listening to him ramble on about his band, to hear about Mike, Dustin and Lucas were enough for you it became your best distraction.

But it was different in the last 2 weeks, something between the two of you shifted and not in a romantic way but in a protective way. Your nightmares had gotten more intense, they were so real. And one night instead of Billy it was Steve, your Steve and you were shaken awake from a shirtless Eddie beside you shaking your shoulders, his eyes circling with concern. And that wouldn’t be the last time he would have to do that either. It seemed to be a routine, you don't know what triggered your nightmares to be more intense than they ever were but it started to drain you, and you were starting to think of doing the unthinkable.

You were so tired, you felt like your mind was coated in cement and each time it dried more was dumped on. You were drowning and the air was so thick it was hard to breathe.

Your body was giving up on you and you were too.

You were almost home, walking along the side of the road. You could hear cheering, car horns honking as a group of cars whizzed past you with jocks no doubt, chanting “Sinclair Sinclair”

You smiled to yourself mumbling out loud “Good for you Lucas”

Making your way up your creaky steps you got inside, sighing tossing your bag on the ground. Finding yourself twisting open the bottle of Vodka “Go tigers” you mumbled taking a swig and then another, placing the bottle down when you heard Eddie's van pull up. You walked to the door about to open it when you heard Eddie speaking to someone and a very familiar voice responded back

“No way” You laughed, shaking your head “Go, Eddie”

You bent down putting on your brand new Smiths record deciding to sit and wallow in your loneliness while your new best friend and your old best friend found something in each other.

'Cause, tonight is just like any other night, That's why you're on your own tonight. With your triumphs and your charms, while they're in each other's arms

You plopped down on your creeky, itchy, dusty couch. No doubt in your mind it was worse than the one in the Wheeler's basement. Opening the box that was on your coffee table, in the centre a perfectly rolled joint in a baggy with sharpie written on it “For emergencies only - E”

Opening the baggy you put it between your lips, digging around for a lighter when your hands grazed over a polaroid. You could feel your heart picking up in beats, blood flowing to your ears, you shakily picked it up and staring back at you were Robin's blue eyes hidden partially from her squinting from the flash still showing off her perfectly imperfect smile, her hand behind you giving you bunny ears. Your head thrown back laughing, your arm around her shoulder, you gazed lifted to Steve, your other arm wrapped around him. Steve’s arm was extended holding the camera out. You never noticed before but he wasn't even looking at the camera, Steve’s soft brown eyes were staring at you.

You swallowed thickly, the joint still between your lips as you flipped to the next polaroid. This time it was just Steve and you, his arm was wrapped tightly around you as you hugged his torso. You smiled up at him as he gazed lovingly down at you, written below the picture in Steve’s writing said ‘My forever’

A tear rolled down your cheek as you dropped the pictures to the coffee table, grabbing the lighter. Finally lighting up your escape for an hour. You inhaled deeply before you heard a blood-curdling scream, you shot up, the joint falling from your lips, your coffee table getting shoved aggressively out of the way of the pictures falling on the ground, and you rushed to your door ripping it open just in time to see Eddie peeling it out of the trailer park, alone.

Your hand was shaking as you pushed open your screen door, slowly walking down your steps to Eddie's trailer.

You gulped, you knocked just in case before you pushed the door open, it wasn't latched. You knew he left in a hurry but you couldn’t shake this feeling, as chills ran up your body. The door squeaked open.

Your hands went to your mouth, what you saw was something you’d never be able to fully comprehend or even describe. It was something you’ve never seen before and that was saying. You stood there frozen again. You didn't know what to do, what to think. You knew Eddie couldn’t have done this and as soon as your mind wandered to the possibilities of something else doing this you shuddered.

Stumbling out of the trailer, your eyes did not leave Chrissy’s body till the wind slammed the door shut.

You spun around so fast you almost fell over, you were trying to get as much air in as possible. Suddenly your clothes felt too tight and only minutes ago they were practically falling off. You could feel the wind picking up, your trailer door slamming open and shut with the wind, the swing set was creaking and there was ticking.

You spun in circles not sure what needed to stop first, you felt overstimulated, you brought your hands to your ears squeezing them as tightly as possible trying to block it out.

Ding, dong, ding, dong

Your eyes frantically looked around, trying to find where it was coming from but instead, your eyes met Max’s for the first time in over a year, her eyebrows were furrowed you could see her lips move. You were once again a deer in the headlights in front of Max

She was walking towards you “Y/n?”

Your lips parted to tell her to stop, to get back inside and that you were sorry but you froze when you heard a sinister voice whispering in your ear.

“y/n….”

#steve harrington #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington one shot #Steve harrington x reader #steve harrington angst #Steve Harrington x y/n #Steve Harrington x you #steve harrington fic #steve harrington blurb #steve harrington imagine #stranger things #stranger things fanfiction

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devcted · 7 months

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october was one of her favorite seasons, the fall energy, the decorations and most importantly it was the month regulus was born, in fact he was born on halloween which made her even more excited for the holiday.

they'd been dating for a few short weeks and she felt like she was in the castle in the clouds. she never imagined regulus black would fall for someone like her but he did and what felt like an unrequited crush for the past three years turned into something really special, making the pain of loving one another from afar so worth it in the end. the only problem was with school and everything the pair rarely got a moment that was to themselves, in a huge castle it still felt like you were never really alone and even though they still managed to make time for just them bee wanted more, she wanted a night of it where it was just them and no one else, she wanted to go on a real date where no one else would get in their way and so she set up the perfect plan. her parents would be gone the whole weekend for some business vacation her dad was put on and cedric would be spending the weekend with sora at hogwarts which meant the diggory house would be empty of course that was until bee invited regulus over to stay with her over the break. it would be just them alone all weekend and that wasn't even the best idea she had.

It's a few weeks before his birthday and that also meant halloween movies were in season in the muggle world. her mother keeping her old tv in the addict for the kids to use whenever they saw fit, movies stacked in the corner so high you almost couldn't reach and bee had seen them all. muggles were fascinating like that, creating their own form of magic without having any and one of her favorites was the corpse bride, it was a movie about a man named victor who accidentally proposed to a beautiful dead woman named emily. bee had seen this movie so many times she could probably recite the entire script along side them, she loved the stop motion art style and the tragically beautiful story but most of all she loved emily. just a girl who wanted to be loved, having that stolen from her and fighting for the man she'd fallen for and a boy who was always under the thumb of his family and what was right, scared of everything learning to become his own person. it was the perfect story and one in which she wanted to share with the man she loved. so she sets up the perfect date.

after their romantic dinner where bee cooked him his favorite meal of shepard's pie she shoos regulus to her room for an hour to watch over alfie for her while she sets up the spot for their date night. bringing the tv down to the living room and sets up a pillow and blanket fort around the television. using fairy lights and candles from her bedroom to brighten the small space up. she brings out snacks and pumpkin juice as well just in case they get hungry during the short film and topping it all off with alfie's special pillow so he could watch the film with them.

once it's all set up she returns back to her room, the niffler sat in her boyfriends lap holding one of his rings and looking at it as if he'd just struck gold to which bee laughs. "you're going to have to give him that back before we return to school you know?" she teases the pudgy niffler who must've understood her because he stuffs the jewelry into his pouch almost instantly after she scolds him. her attention on her boyfriend now as she smiles. "I got everything set up..." she says reaching out for his hand to lead him into the living room where the tv sits. "my mother brought this old tv with her from the muggle world, she wanted me and cedric to have some part of her culture growing up. so when we were little every hallwoeen I would sit in front of this thing and watch the most perfect movie known to man, it's called the corpse bride....and tonight I thought I would share it with you." she smiles hopefully. already dressed in her corpse bride themed pjs. "we've been together for a few weeks now and I want to share this part of my life with you if that's okay." she smiles softly stepping into his space as she nudges her nose against his. "and if you like the film I'm about to share with you then I also have a surprise for you later." @princeblack

#⠀* prose › b. diggory

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duskys-dreams · 6 months

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I had an Animorphs headcanon that Rachel was transgender (MtF). I imagined the conversation in my head, when the rest of the gang finally pieces it together. They discussed in another room and were completely supportive, already using she/her pronouns.

I started imagining Rachel’s past, how she would have been the tough macho man to hide that something felt off about herself. She was close to Jake before the whole Animorphs thing was even a thing. I even started writing an animation script for her, using the song Empty by Jaiden Animations.

I realized that I didn’t have any ideas for what her deadname could have been, so I went on the internet to search for baby names. I wanted it to be related to water in some way, but when I googled “baby names related to water,” I noticed that my favourite name website didn’t show up. This meant I truly was a writer.

I went inside the first website I found, and it wasn’t names at all. It just had a bunch of little symbols of random things. Even so, I found one thing that had clay on it, and that was a good enough name.

I decided to poke around the rest of the building. It was one of those Pay Per View YouTube websites, and it honestly looked like a classroom full of kids watching a movie. I went inside one of them, then immediately left and saw a bunch of kids in the hallway, watching as well. I thought that the whole premise was stupid and nothing was stopping people from just screen-recording, but I saw a rule on the wall preventing that.

I went to leave the building, and someone came up to me and started talking. I instantly forget what they were saying, but I went up the stairs and found myself on a sort of balcony, with a huge window on my right that looked down into an auto-repair shop.

There were two people already here, a boy that seemed to be a bit younger than me, and his mother. They were friendly, and I went up next to them.

The boy wanted to show me a trick. He took out a playing card, then flung it toward the window. The force of the strike made it completely shatter. His mother was very surprised that this was possible, but I told her that I saw a YouTube video about this a while ago.

He then threw a piece of paper, and it went down to the table down below and picked up a small stack of papers, then returned to the boy. I was very impressed, and said as much. The boy seemed to be a bit flustered, but he accepted the compliment.

I looked down and saw the car that they were working on was actually my dad’s. I waved, but Dad did not see me.

I realized I should probably leave. I looked at my fortune cookie paper, which declared that I would drive home today with a driver’s license. I was confused, because I was only fifteen in the dream.

The mother laughed and said that I should get a move on, because her boy would get it in that determined little head of his that this was something he had to help me with. I nodded, and left the two of them to go home.

I checked Discord, and found that Noah (@ultimatefanwing) was trying to draw himself in the front yard. I went out as well, and moved my drawing there piece by piece. The face didn’t fit quite right on the head; the chin was too short and the forehead was too long.

We had a scenting dog with us, and Noah sent it to look for something in the yard. We watched from the camera placed on the dogs head, and it stopped in a corner of the yard. I had taken the place of the dog, and I asked Noah if he could come see these small purple flowers I found, since I was confused about them. It wasn’t what we were trying to find, but he came over anyway, dodging the dog poop in the front yard.

The song Take A Hint was emanating from me, and there was this weird bug flying around me that looked like a cross between a bee, a cockroach, and a June bug. It landed on my face, and I didn’t flinch, just wondering what Noah would do if he saw it.

Noah sat down next to me, completely ignoring the bug, and I held up the flowers. He examined them, then shrugged. He didn’t know much about flowers either.

I decided to work on the Ultimate drawing here, and got the idea to flip the face horizontally. It fit perfectly now, but the mouth was too big. I redrew it, and it looked like a D. Third time’s the charm.

#dusky’s dreams #dream journal #Animorphs #animorphs rachel #Animorphs headcanon #dog #front yard #purple flowers #in hindsight they were probably alliums #Noah knows what that means #heck you

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burned-lariat · 11 months

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I love my trend of watching two movies on select home flights. The last time I did it, I watched Lady Bird and Love, Simon. I enjoyed both.

This time, I watched The Whale and Bodies Bodies Bodies and...hmm.

The Whale

I'll get this out of the way: Brendan Fraser EARNED that damn award. EARNED IT. His performance was fantastic. Close second to Hong Chau (Liz the nurse). Otherwise, there wasn't much to engage with. The plot was fairly non-existent (I think we were watching this man just kill himself, and thus, it was the "plot"). I was constantly gaslit to think Ellie was worth investment, especially by Charlie, though it's debatable on whether or not he's meant to be listened to (considering how he was never shown to be a liar, seems like his take was meant to be correct). You could've done without Thomas - he was unneeded. I get it's based on a play, but you mean to tell me that the script writer and Aronofsky couldn't toy with certain elements more?

I also think the movie was too short to do what the staff wanted it to do. I saw I was about 80 minutes in, and almost nothing had happened. Nothing progressed the "plot" beyond Charlie's eating disorder as he marched further and further, and this "reconnection" with Ellie was on an infinite loop that was very unearned at the end of the film. I think there could've been something there with having characters like Ellie and Thomas craft deeper empathy upon seeing Charlie's plight, where Ellie understands that her father's decisions are not on a black-and-white binary and Thomas steps out of the fanaticism circle (plus it gives the character more relevance). Liz worked just fine in her role, and she was a high point story-wise. Same with the ex-wife, though her only being in one sequence and having their past all dumped in a lone monologue really is a bummer. Fraser and Chau were great, but the rest couldn't get there.

6/10.

Bodies Bodies Bodies

About 20 mins in, when someone described the BBB game, I realized I'm just basically watching an IRL game of Among Us go wrong and had to hunker down. I actually did find myself quite bored down the stretch, mostly between deaths, because there was just a bunch of walking around and dead air during the hurricane. Each of the characters had the depth of a puddle, even for the characters that were meant to have more than that (like Bee and Sophie). The acting was hit or miss - I think Stenberg was the best of the bunch, Davidson was fine for his limited time, Sennott swung between great and flat, and everyone else was just kind of dull. I didn't care about them. There was nothing to engage with. I don't need to like you, I need to engage with you, and if I can't get that, then it's a wash because I stop caring.

I also think this film suffered from being too short, and I'd actually argue that Bee isn't needed. You could still have the plot work without the end twist (it was dumb!!) and having Sophie as the sole lead, where her return after rehab and the subsequent playing of the game outs all the drama. Speaking of drama, much of these characters' histories were told to me. I want to see it, not be told it. Why not have people mention a memory or flinch on a trigger over behavior instead of dialogue dumps of content (which I'll get to) and constantly saying "oh we're longtime besties!!" every other sentence?

Speaking of, good God did this movie just spill the details of the group's qualms practically unprovoked. We didn't get to see it in nuanced performances or context clues via presence and scenery and dialogue: we got EXPOSITION DUMPS. Jordan's beef about Sophie? Teased for a scene or two in the very beginning, left out to dry for a while, and then dumped en masse when she squared off with Bee and Sophie. Max and David beefing over Emma? Two mini conversations about it with no clues teasing such (like if the idea is that they wanna dangle Max as the red herring, they could leave inside jokes or teases that point in his direction like making David's injuries around the black eye). Max doesn't show up at all until the very last scene, so what was the point of him even being brought up or included? What is the point of everyone dying if the plot unravels to not be a campy murder mystery after all? That's not fun!

If this was meant to lampoon Gen Z/Tik Tok culture and how people like the group bastardize mental health language & AAVE, it did not come across that way to me. It came off as those stereotypes playing Among Us But You Actually Die (and even then it's a stretch considering the ending).

4/10.

#yayyy more movie commetary no one asked for!!#I'm trying to at least watch more movies and current media so I'm in the know Ig #maybe if i hate myself enough I'll try The Idol!! or even go back to Euphoria (still hate you Sam)#spoiler alert-ish

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NIKI (V.O) (CONT'D) ATF&H AGENT (to the bear’s pig friend) He’ll have a little nausea for a few hours, then he’ll be fine. CUT TO: EXT. STING’S HOUSE - MONTAGE ATF&H agents SLAP CUFFS on Sting, who is meditating. STING But it’s just a prance-about stage name! CUT TO: INT. A WOMAN’S SHOWER - MONTAGE A WOMAN is taking a shower, and using honey shampoo. An ATF&H agent pulls the shower curtain aside, and grabs her bottle of shampoo. The woman SCREAMS. The agent turns to the 3 other agents, and Niki. ANGLE ON: Niki looking at the label on the shampoo bottle, shaking his head and writing in his clipboard. CUT TO: EXT. SUPERMARKET CAFE - MONTAGE Another customer, an old lady having her tea with a little jar of honey, gets her face pushed down onto the table and turned to the side by two agents. One of the agents has a gun on her. OLD LADY Can’t breathe. CUT TO: EXT. CENTRAL PARK - MONTAGE An OIL DRUM of honey is connected to Niki’s hive. "Bee Movie" - JS REVISIONS 8/13/07 97. NIKI Bring it in, boys. CUT TO: SEQ. 3650 - “NO MORE WORK” INT. HONEX - MONTAGE ANGLE ON: The honey goes past the 3-cup hash-mark, and begins to overflow. A WORKER BEE runs up to Buzzwell. WORKER BEE 1 Mr. Buzzwell, we just passed 3 cups, and there’s gallons mores coming. I think we need to shutdown. KEYCHAIN BEE (to Buzzwell) Shutdown? We’ve never shutdown. ANGLE ON: Buzzwell overlooking the factory floor. BUZZWELL Shutdown honey production! Stop making honey! ANGLE ON: TWO BEES, each with a KEY. BUZZWELL (CONT’D) Turn your key, Sir! They turn the keys simultaneously, War Games-style, shutting down the honey machines. ANGLE ON: the Taffy-Pull machine, Centrifuge, and Krelman all slowly come to a stop. The bees look around, bewildered. WORKER BEE 5 What do we do now? A BEAT. WORKER BEE 6 Cannon ball!! He jumps into a HONEY VAT, doesn’t penetrate the surface. He looks around, and slowly sinks down to his waist. "Bee Movie" - JS REVISIONS 8/13/07 98. EXT. HONEX FACTORY THE WHISTLE BLOWS, and the bees all stream out the exit. CUT TO: INT. J-GATE - CONTINUOUS Kuro gives orders to the pollen jocks. KURO We’re shutting down honey production. Mission abort. CUT TO: EXT. CENTRAL PARK Kaoru receives the orders, mid-pollination. KAORU Aborting pollination and nectar detail. Returning to base. CUT TO: EXT. NEW HIVE CITY ANGLE ON: Bees, putting sun-tan lotion on their noses and antennae, and sunning themselves on the balconies of the gyms. CUT TO: EXT. CENTRAL PARK ANGLE ON: THE FLOWERS starting to DROOP. CUT TO: INT. J-GATE J-Gate is deserted. CUT TO: "Bee Movie" - JS REVISIONS 8/13/07 99.

every time a new character shows up in this script i just point at them like LOOK LOOK THERE THEY ARE !!!

#melty answers #enstarsposting #crazy:b movie

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"האחד"

I hope you find the one by total, complete accident.

Not on a bus to drama school, making flirty side eyes at. Not at a Halloween party, her dressed as Mabel and you Elivs.

The one who truly believed that love stories aren't real life- that its for movies. Fanfics. Not real...just pure imagination.

I hope you find the one who you bond over a mutual interest. Becoming instant pals over night, fighting annoying trolls and getting closer with each reply and like.

Becoming Best Fandom Friends quickly. Too quickly, even, for it to stay just a friendship for long.

I hope you find the one you like the attention and praise from- and the one who loves to give it.

Loses sleep or meals just to give to you. Just to be with you. Just to see your messages pop up and making her grin, her heart swell the way it never has with anyone else- and never will.

I hope you find the one it clicks after a while: that you love her- and crazier yet, you're in love with...

The one who felt both those ways almost instantly after the first few likes and replies.

But the one who thinks she's crazy. Denies it. Hides it for so long- afraid of the feelings starting to burn inside...burn inside like embers. She tries to extinguish them with watery wades but can't. She's in too deep. Too far gone to back up now...

Especially since she's the one who makes you laugh- who you make laugh. The one who everyone stares at like she's crazy when she reads a crossover fic you made that NEEDED to be made. The one who's been asked "who are you messaging? Who's making you grin like that?" and she knows then. She's in deep for someone special.

Far too special, she knows, for someone far too average like her.

I hope you find the one who quickly build inside jokes with you over the most random, stupid of things.

Veggie tales. MILFs. Amazing scripts. Custody battles of fandom children. Scooby-Doo (fuck you Velma). Wrestling. Batman. Willy needed to Wonka- on a toilet or at the store. Arthur. Gina. Daphne. Nate. Spider Man Dee Dee. Rain. Glasses. Sailboats. Chores. Brownies. Princess of the fucking Bride. Music.

Hebrew. Especially speaking it.

Farts. Especially disgusting ones.

Things that are so dumbass to everyone else.

Things that aren't so dumbass to you or her.

Things that are so ridiculously unridiculous, so imperfectly perfect. Topics that make you both fall a fit of giggles and futher into a love that no one else will ever understand or come close to.

Things that make futher her realize by some amazement she found the one- and that she's the one for you.

I hope you find the one who steals you hat. Hits you with a pretend umbrella as it pours for her and you. Her needing to be quiet but can't.

The one who flirts poorly with fart jokes and bee movie memes until you both collapse.

The one who would give you her virginity to in a skipped, pounding heartbeat if only she could.

I hope you find the one who you can hold hands with while strolling in stores, looking at groceries and glass art with.

While walking the dog. While sitting on the couch, taking turns in picking films on movie date nights each and every week. Hell, every day if possible.

I hope you find the one you're excited to show off to your family. The one your siblings congratulate you on being with. The one your mother is happy to have as a daughter in law, your siblings sister in law- even before the wedding.

I hope you find the one who utterly hates to cook- until she cooks with you, making it her new favorite thing.

The one you make sandwiches for when she's sad or sick and who will return in deed for you, along with pat pats.

I hope you find the one you'll find any excuse to be close to at the beginning, middle, and end of your day.

The one who pulls you back in when you try to go do dishes, chores- begging you to stay just a little while longer. Scared you'll leave her forever like everyone else in her life has.

The one desperately looking for any excuse to be close to you at the beginning, middle, and ending of her day. Her week.

Her months, her years.

Her lifetime.

I hope you find the one who makes you sing and dance at just the mention of. The one who you write songs for, each one being her new favorites.

Lyrics she wants all over her body. Permanently in ink- just to show off she's yours. Proud to have a man who is so incredibly soft and sensitive.

I hope you find the one you sit outside with, cuddled close together. The one you lay next to every day. The one who you can breathe with, relax with. Just be with.

Nothing fancy, nothing dramatic. Just existing with is paradise for you both.

I hope you find the one you listen to the rain with as it fall, happliy allowing it to drown you both forever. The one who will pull you into a sailboat- and, after "chaperoning" two horny desserts, sail away into the sunset with.

I hope you find the one who leans her shoulder for you to cry on, her heart to listen with, and her body to comfort you the second you call. The one who will completely cut off her shoulder, her heart, her body just to give to you whenever you need it- knowing you'll never abuse it.

I hope you find the one who you create a playlist for, full of your and her favorite love songs. Your ultimate playlist you've honored in naming after her.

Every song she hears and treasures- and wants to cry at thinking about. When listening to. That gets her through the bad days when she feels most alone.

Especially, especially Mirrorball.

I hope you find the one who you can spam, sending countless pictures and messages that make her blush, smile, and grin like no one is watching. Hell, even if they are, she doesn't care.

I hope you find the one who lives for the sound of your voice- though only hearing it once.

Lives for the warmth she can feel through your messages. Lives to the light in your eyes and wondering how the fuck she scored someone so fucking cute, sexy, and hot all rolled into one.

Lives to be yours.

I hope you find the one who would happily tattoo "Fruitcake" on her arms for you in a heartbeat. Ink "Toot Sweet" across her chest.

Make "<#" as her fucking Cutie Mark.

Leaving the entire world questioning and confused- but leaving her entire world smitten and deeply in love.

I hope you find the one who can give you all she is- and not just her broken pieces she's collected since her birth. Not the chipped away mask she knows she sits and cries behind, cracking futher and further each day as she drifts deeper into insanity.

The one who isn't lying. Doesn't lie. To you, to everyone- but especially to the face in the mirror.

The one who is free, not trapped behind her fears- real or imagined. Trapped behind who she knows she should be- but can't now because of you. Doesn't want to be because of you.

Not the one trapped even more now than she ever thought possible.

The one who isn't a toxic liar. The one not broken beyond all repair. The one not so unstable and about to fall. The one who doesn't ends up hurting everyone along the way, especially herself and the ones she loves most- which now horrifically includes you, someone she never meant to hurt. The one not stuck with no way out.

The one who isn't ugly and stupid and worthless...

The one who actually truly deserves to be the one for you in the first place. Who doesn't fool herself into think she stable, good enough to be is the one for you- she just is.

I hope you find the one you don't have to ask not to contact you because she broke you heart- and she shattered her own in the process. The one who craves you, who needs you like a fucking drug, going through worst withdrawns she can explain.

The one who has enough sense to realize what she has while she has it...and doesn't go fucking up and losing it forever.

I hope you find the one who makes you want to love again. Who you made want to love. Makes you trust and believe in something again. Who you made trust and believe again. Makes you believe love isn't the stuff of movies or fanfics....and makes her believe it isn't, either.

The one who makes you believe in love in all it's facets.

Especially being in love.

The one who believes you're straight out of her not-so-pure imagination.

I hope you find the one who you plant a kiss that wouldn't wake a baby on. The one who's same face that won't let you sleep. The one who makes the streets dance with your feet and the dawn that makes your shadow a bit taller.

I hope you find the one who changes everything, the one who completes you. Makes the streets an empty stage and a city's sirens violins.

The one not oceans and miles apart.

The one beautiful, kind, amazing enough to be with someone as incredible as you.

I hope you find the one who's forever indebted to a stupid little comic strip because it brought the one for her...

But mostly, I just hope you find the who makes the world your mirrorball.

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#big nate #שלך לתמיד

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One of my favourite movies is the 1973 Wicker Man, I've watched it multiple times, think it's well made, good suspense, great ending. Hate the animal masks

Was checking the wiki article for it and read that there was an audio drama sequel free on YouTube. 'Oh sick, wonder what happens'.

There's going to be spoilers for the 'The Loathsome Lambton Worm' and the end of the Wicker Man.

At the end of the movie, Howie burns alive inside the titular effigy. That's fine, it makes enough sense. So he's dead, right?

No, the sequel starts as he's put in the wicker man and the cops show up, under pleas from his fiancee to look into why he's been on Summerisle for so long. Because he's been removed as the sacrifice, all the islanders grow older by decades. Which is a choice I understand, hate, and will probably come back to.

The cops leave the islanders there, and take Howie back to Scotland to heal up and so he can rejoin society, but he's fixated on the island, and arresting the Lord, Rowan, and some of the villagers too. He asks his supervisor for permission to return and arrest all those he feels deserve it, his supervisor says no, so he lies to a subordinate, MacGregor, and steals a plane.

For some reason, he agrees to competing against lord Summerisle, if Howie wins, he can arrest who he needs, if Summerisle wins, I don't remember what was going to happen, I think it had to do with being sacrificed again. The first test ends with MacGregor being told that they aren't meant to be there, and being killed by a sickle. It's hinted that howie'll face the title creature, the lambton worm, but he's a Christian and doesn't believe in folk creatures like that.

He wanders around the town, asking people about the worm, rejects again having his virginity taken, and wanders into the forest, meets; a group of girls who chant themselves into living skeletons, a horse that goes (Figure A), a giant green man who hates that he accidentally entered his home, and a woman made of straw who's like a Froslass. He also yells 'Not the Bees!'

By this point he must believe the 'pagans' but he denies it still. Someone mentions that the lord is preparing for their confrontation underground 'where he's been before', so Howie, a cop who was badly burnt and crushed 6 months ago, straps into a suit of armor, and heads to the caves from the end of the movie. He finds that Summerisle was expecting him, and has the Lambton Worm protecting him, howie kills the worm, then gets like dared into strapping eagles to himself and jumping off the cliff, for some reason. Then the rest of the cops show up, ask him what the hell he's doing, and Howie jumps off the cliff and probably dies for a second time.

First off, the aging several decades thing, and Howie being severely injured is for casting purposes. To explain the appearance change in the cast in a sequel made decades later, the script outline being written in 1989, it makes enough sense to me, suspension of disbelief and shit.

However, part of the first movie is the theological debate between Christianity, in the form of Sergeant Neil Howie, and the 'pagans', represented by Lord Summerisle and the islanders. Summerisle and the islanders believe that sacrificing Howie in a ceremony will bring a better crop, Howie believes they're full of it, and that the crops will continue to fail because of climate and things. By the end of the movie, the islanders win, but the old gods don't, it's not proven that they exist, neither is big ole Yahweh proven to exist, he's believed anyway, yknow. It's left a mystery is the islanders are right or not, if their harvest will improve, it's neat.

The start of this audio drama says fuck that and has all of the islanders age by several decades, thereby showing that something exists which was listening to their chanting, so Pagans: 1, Christians: 0

He finds a big horse, living skeletons, a giant, a fucken dragon and a living straw woman. Meanwhile, the Lord is yet to do anything. The Lord brings that up, and Howie claims that his escape from the wicker man was proof of God's intervention, and you can choose to believe that is you want, but that puts the score for beliefs to; Pagans: 6, Christians: 1.

My issue is that they decide to have one side be correct in their beliefs at all. The first movie ends with Howie sacrificed and some questions for the audience, the sequel ends with Howie martyring himself and less questions for the audience.

The Wicker Man doesn't need a sequel, and I'll now regard the audio play as fanfic. I will respect them for making an audio drama though, under-represented medium.

4/5 stars.

Figure A

I drew this on my phones notes app, so it's shit.

#wicker man #christopher lee #summerisle

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The latest film in the franchise One Piece Film: Red, will be released theatrically in the United States through Crunchyroll. In addition, the business will oversee the distribution of subtitled and dubbed versions in Canada, Australia, and New Zealand. Although no specific date was mentioned, it is expected to be released in the fall of 2022. More information will be presented during the Anime Expo in Los Angeles on July 2. "We're thrilled to deliver One Piece Film: Red to theaters throughout the world this fall, which coincides with the franchise's 23rd anniversary," said Masayuki Endo, President, and CEO of Toei Animation Inc. "This new movie by author Eiichiro Oda will really immerse viewers in an amazing new journey with the Straw Hats, including the entrance of Uta - a mysterious new character." new character in the One Piece world." Check out the new One Piece Film Red poster after the jump The film has acquired a new synopsis, which says, "Uta —the world's most beloved vocalist." Her voice has been described as 'otherworldly,' owing to her reputation for disguising her own identity when playing. Uta will now be revealed to the world in a live concert for the first time. The voice that the entire world has been waiting for is ready to echo as the theater fills with all kinds of Uta supporters —excited pirates, the Navy watching intently, and the Straw Hats led by Luffy who simply came to enjoy her thunderous performance. The unexpected fact that she is Shanks' daughter opens the story." One Piece Film Red Directed Goro Taniguchi (Code Geass) The script was written by Kuroiwa Tsuto (One Piece Film Gold) Eiichiro Oda, the creator of One Piece, is an executive producer of the film. On August 6, 2022, the movie will be aired in Japan. In addition to this announcement, it was also reveled that One Piece Film Red will be featured in several special events hosted by Toei Animation Inc. at Anime Expo 2022 on July 1-4 in Los Angeles, California. These events include an exclusive one-night music event with two-time Grammy nominated artist Steve Aoki, appropriately named “One Piece Film Red presents Steve Aoki Live,” as well as “Toei Animation presents One Piece Film Red Panel” which features One Piece Producer Shinji Shimizu and, from the English dub, actors Brandon Potter who voices Shanks and Ian Sinclair, the voice ofBrook and will also feature ADR Director Anthony Bowling. Image via Fuji TV The film's executive producer is the series creator and mangaka Eiichiro Oda. Tsutomu Kuroiwa (One Piece Film: Gold) wrote the screenplay for the upcoming film, and Code Geass director Goro Taniguchi is slated to return to that role. Taniguchi returns to the One Piece series after previously directing the 1998 OVA One Piece: Defeat The Pirate Ganzack, which predates the anime series, which began in 1999. According to Oda, he is the first person in the world to have animated Luffy. One Piece Film: Red will be released in Japan on August 6, 2022, with the film arriving in the United States, Canada, Australia, and New Zealand somewhere in the fall of 2022. The official summary of the film is found below. Uta —the most beloved singer in the world. Renowned for concealing her own identity when performing, her voice has come to be described as “otherworldly.” Now, for the first time ever, Uta will herself to the world at a live concert. As the venue fills with all kinds of Uta fans —excited pirates, the Navy watching closely, and the Straw Hats led by Luffy who simply came to enjoy her sonorous performance —the voice that the whole world has been waiting for is about to resound. The story begins with the shocking fact that she is Shanks' daughter.

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So what's up with Moonpaw? Are all of you just declaring open season?

Moonpaw sent the entire uwu-translated-script of the bee movie in our respective inboxes.

Then, they wrote and posted an uwu translation of the first chapter of Anyone.

In return, it is fair that I receive a neon blue coat.

#furry traitor

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Draco Malfoy and the N.A.S.T.Y. Problem Pt 1

First and foremost let me just go ahead and assure you that this is the most un-beta'd, crack-iest, bullshit you will probably read from me...this month? I can't make any promises about the rest of the year this early. Please note that this is based off an image I will drop at the bottom of this part, and a hilariously cracky conversation from the Drarry Discord Server. I will be posting this in several parts over the next few days on tumblr, and then will likely add the completed/polished version to Ao3 all at once at the end. Without further ado... Draco and his N.A.S.T.Y.'s...

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Having grown up in the upper echelons of Wizarding social classes, Draco Malfoy was an expert in social customs. For birthdays, he made sure to send out hand-calligraphed invitations, and matching thank-you cards following the event. For Holidays and other social gatherings, he made sure to Owl an appropriate host/hostess gift, as well as a hand-penned note thanking them for their gracious invitation—regardless of whether he wanted to be there or not.

Professor McGonagall had once received a note of thanks from a much younger Draco, upon receiving his Hogwarts Letter. It hadn’t helped endear her to him in the end, but at least he could look back—nose haughtily pointed high—and say he had far better manners than the future Headmistress.

So, during his first year, when the time came to formally choose his life-time partner arch-nemesis, no one else besides one Harold Jimothy Potter would do. And so, our valiant Slytherin hero set to work, drafting a N.A.S.T.Y. otherwise known in long-form as: Notification of Adjusting Social Terms of Yokefellows.

The neatly scripted font, written in gold ink, and formalised on stunning—and expensive—black parchment, was sealed with the Malfoy crest, and was sent via owl within days to Potter. It was received during breakfast the following morning, along with a bevy of fan-mail and a rather soggy looking Daily Prophet—which Potter insultingly took more interest in than his N.A.S.T.Y.

Breakfast was almost finished, most of his friends—besides Granger—had already set off for class or whatever the hell it was Gryffindors did in the morning, before Potter finally noticed the artfully folded black parchment bearing his family’s seal. Confusion marred his brow, as he tore through the seal, ripping some of the paper in the process. Draco’s brow twitched angrily, but then again, who could have expected anything else where stupid dumb Potter was concerned.

Draco knew the letter’s contents off by heart, having gone through several variations of the draft in order to get the wording just right.

Harold Jimothy Potter,

Below you will find a N.A.S.T.Y. shifting our social arrangement. It is with this that I do declare us Arch-nemeses. Nemesi? Whatever. You’ll find below the terms and conditions for said arrangement, including the things I expect from our new relationship, as well as what I am open to doing for you. Should you have any questions, concerns, or amendments you wish to re-negotiate, please forward this letter back via owlpost with your notes.

Looking forward to a life-long partnership in mutual hate and distaste,

Draco Lucius Malfoy.

Notification of Adjusting Social Terms of Yokefellows

This notice is to inform you of my interest in becoming: Friends Lovers Enemies Arch-nemeses ✔

As such, I would like our relationship to include:

Video games | Make-outs | Sword Fights ✔

Movies | Sex | Ritualistic Sacrifice ✔

Pets | Cuddling | Elaborate Kidnapping ✔

Bees ✔ | Furry Masks | Demonic summoning ✔

Cheese Plates ✔ | Screaming ✔ | Homoerotic Banter ✔ ✔

Please return via Owlpost with your signature attached if you agree to the terms. If not, please use the space below to indicate your concerns or amendments.

Yours amicably Yours adoringly Your reckoning is coming ✔

X___Draco Lucius Malfoy___ X___________________

Potter’s expression was blank for a moment as he read over the words, but then…it morphed into a masquerade of feelings and emotions, nothing sticking long enough for Draco to be able to decipher them. Seeming to settle on confusion, Potter turned in his seat, narrowing his eyes towards the Slytherin tables, clearly in search of Draco, who waved his hand and offered a thumbs up—in the style of lower class muggle-immaturity the Gryffindors seemed overly fond of.

Those emerald eyes narrowed even further. And then, utter prat that he was, rose from his spot, and left the great hall without looking back. At least, he’d taken Draco’s card with him. Maybe he’d take some time to think about Draco’s offer and get back to him? What could he possibly lose by formalising their intentions?!

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#drarry #hpdm #drarry squad #drarry fic #drarry fanfic #drarry drabble #draco malfoy #harry/draco #Harry Potter #absolute crack

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Here comes “The Old Guard”. Marinelli goes to Hollywood, alongside Charlize Theron.

“Alone, fragile and immortal.”

A story of love, friendship and compassion with an ancient warrior and a young African American, who has just discovered she is immortal, as protagonists. Because the world needs women and courage knows no gender differences. 20 years after “Love & Basketball” and after “The Secret Life of Bees” and “Beyond the Lights - Find Your Voice”, Gina Prince-Bythewood comes to the action movie with very clear ideas on how to reinvent the rules. We talked to her over the phone while she was in Los Angeles during the lockdown.

A superhero movie that doesn't look like a superhero movie. Is that why you decided to make it?

Absolutely yes, when I read the script I realized that despite the fantastic genre there was a very realistic background. These characters are real and it's easy for the audience to relate to them despite being immortal. They fight for goals and reasons that people understand. The more realistic the film, the more viewers can reflect themselves in the protagonists.

In fact, the most fascinating aspect of the characters is their vulnerability: they are immortal, but up to a certain point, which is a paradox. They too have to deal with the sense of the end.

There is a possibility that they may die, that their immortality is interrupted, that they still suffer from their wounds, and this brings them closer to us. The public still feels sorry for them when they see them in danger.

Immortals suffer, and not just physically.

Many think that being able to live forever would be extraordinary, but no one asks what this really means. Immortality has consequences: it can be a gift, but it can also be a curse.

And we don’t know why immortality fell to them.

The thing I loved about the graphic novel and the script is the fact that there is no explanation. Not only do we not know it, but neither do the protagonists. But it is a trilogy and therefore there is still a lot to tell.

Could you offer your contribution to the script?

It was a great script, with great roles based on the graphic novel so I stayed very true to the text. With the author, Greg Rucka, we wanted to reflect on the fear of taking someone's life, the one that sometimes overwhelms soldiers in war, whose psychology is often neglected. Hollywood films have never been very concerned with this aspect, as if killing had no consequences. The protagonists are forced to kill, but if someone has been doing it for centuries, for others it’s the first time.

What struck you about Luca Marinelli?

I could talk about him for days, I love him, he's the actor that all directors dream of having on set. He loved the character and gave him life in a very credible way. Between him and Marwan Kenzari is born a great complicity, necessary between two people who have been together for centuries. Luca's eyes are full of soul, his Nicky is the heart of the group, he’s the most sensitive character of all of them.

Charlize Theron, who is also one of the producers, has an increasingly and more torn body.

Charlize has already played roles like this one, she is very credible in the genre of action and has been helpful to who had never faced it before. From her, who really worked hard, others learned to do the same. She is very credible in the role of a woman who lived for thousands of years.

Matthias Schoenaerts, on the other hand, has an insidious role.

He embodies the tragedy of immortality, loneliness, betrayal. He is the actor who most resembles his character in the graphic novel. He wanted to make the film at all costs because he had never measured himself with the action genre and felt he had things to express.

The film underlines how today it’s no longer possible to hide, images can capture you at any time.

In a scene near the end, when the immortals look at photos and articles about them, they truly become aware for the first time of everything they have done to protect humanity. They understand the power of images from which they continually try to escape in order to hide their identity.

And then we talk about science and profit.

In the film, people from different places join forces to protect the world, a need even more relevant today. Yet it is increasingly evident that profit matters more than human lives.

Do you think the film industry is becoming more inclusive with women?

Things are finally changing and I am grateful that, despite having no other action films on my resume, I have been entrusted with The Old Guard. I am grateful for the trust they have placed in me. It should be taken for granted by now that women are capable of coping with any film genre and I think how much pressure from the industry Patty Jenkins, who directed Wonder Woman to success and opening the door for many of us, went through. But the door must be wide open because there are still few who have such opportunities.

In your opinion, have opportunities grown with the arrival of platforms like Netflix?

Netflix wasn't afraid to trust a series of directors. Which studio would have produced Roma or Irishman? He has the courage to make films that Hollywood deems too risky.

The Golden boy

“Luca Marinelli, as we have never seen him before: in his Hollywood debut, he becomes an immortal and fights with Charlize Theron to save the world.”

Just before the lockdown he was one of the jury members of the 70th Berlinale in the city where he has lived for years - and he swears he had so much fun watching three films a day. The audience awaits him in theatre in the role of Diabolik, in the film directed by Manetti Bros., but on July 10th he arrives on Netflix with The Old Guard, the action movie that sees him alongside Charlize Theron. And where he plays the Italian Nicolo, Nicky for the group of immortals he belongs to. Directed by Gina Prince-Bythewood and based on the graphic novel by Greg Rucka and Leandro Fernández, the film offers Luca Marinelli an insidious superpower, an endless love and a new opportunity to demonstrate his talent as a true champion. We reached him on the phone and he, less shy than usual, told us how he became a secular "superhero".

How did you get to the project?

I auditioned in London, where I later returned and met the director. Lastly, there was a final meeting between me and Marwan Kenzari. We made a scene together and then they announced to me, "We'd love for you to be Nicky."

What struck you about this character?

The story fascinated me because it tells of immortals as if they were the damned. Nicky and Joe live this condition as a gift because they are linked by a wonderful love story and they are not alone. They met in an absurd and paradoxical situation, during the Crusades, ready to kill themselves. They did it a hundred times and then they looked at each other and fell in love. But others suffer from it, like Andy and Booker. In a beautiful scene, Booker, played by Matthias Schoenaerts, explains what happens to them: they see the people they love die and blame them because they cannot prevent it. And they are tired of watching the world repeat itself following the same dynamics. They fight to save people, but everything seems to go on the same way. Only in the end will they discover what they have done and what they are doing.

How did it go with Charlize Theron?

Well, it was wonderful! As I read the script I said to myself: am I really going to make a film with Charlize Theron? And hug as well! I was very excited and intimidated already while reading. She is an extraordinary actress. In the scene where we are at the table and everyone tells Nile something about us, Andy tells her what we are and it was nice to see her running and venturing into the midst of emotions and thoughts. Sometimes I got distracted and didn't say my line. But Charlyze is also a crazy athlete. You have to be really athletes, otherwise you don't survive at the end of the day. And Charlize is an athlete of the body and the heart.

What about her athletic training?

We got together a month before shooting to start working with the stunts. I had to get some athleticism back: when I arrived and they looked at me I think they were a little worried. We had to become familiar with martial arts and then we switched from the sword to other weapons and to hand-to-hand combat. We prepared scene by scene, including the choreographies, different for each fight, and each of us had his own rubber reproduction of the sword. It was an unforgettable training.

The immortals come from different places in the world. How much of Italy is there in Nicky?

Apart from the pronunciation? They still laugh at some of the things I said. Marwan and Matthias, but also Charlize, speak Italian at different levels and every now and then I enjoyed shooting a few sentences to which they could answer me.

Did you offer your character something that wasn't in the script?

Well, being in such a group, shy as I am ... I tried. I have always focused on the bond between Nicky, Joe and the other members of the group, because I am interested in discovering what is inside a character, his feelings, how he looks at the world, what excites him. Nicky has lived for centuries, but still greets the people he meets in the desert with a smile, inside him there is the flame of an infinite good. Each character has a different sensitivity and their own armor. Nicky is perhaps the least armored one.

The challenge was also to make people believe in a love story that has lasted for centuries.

Marwan recites a beautiful monologue in which he talks about their love story. I hope that each of us, in their short life, can say the same thing about the person they love.

You’ve already had superpowers in “They Call Me Jeeg”. What is your relationship with this genre?

I like it very much and I think that both films, very different from each other, have a very interesting soul. In Jeeg Robot, Enzo Ceccotti uses his superpowers to help others, taking on a social responsibility. In The Old Guard the protagonists put themselves at the service of others, even if no one has asked them to. “This is what we do,” they repeat over and over to each other. What they do is save people, participate in what they think is right.

How do you think they would react to protests on American streets and around the world?

I don't feel like playing games, mixing reality and fiction on a terribly real subject like this. I think that in reality, outside of any cinematic fiction, it’s fundamental to fight for equality, within society, but also within ourselves. To go back to our film, if in a microscopic way we manage to carry a message in that direction, I would be very happy.

What director was Gina Prince-Bythewood?

She is always ready to listen, and I am someone who asks a lot of questions even at inappropriate times. She always had great patience and was very attentive to the emotional side of the film, to the interiority and beauty of the characters.

CIAK Magazine - Luglio 2020

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