I’m feeling exceptionally more insane about my chemical romance tonight than usual. can we talk about that
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I think that Lucy would hold a certain level of protectiveness with Watevra.
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Well at least in Rex's timeline I think she would
I mean once they get over the whole 'I thought you were brainwashing my friends to cause the end of the world' thing, Lucy and the others are going to be upset once they find out Emmet went to go find them and is now missing.
And after the wedding, when they come to the discovery that Watevra is kind of like Emmet/Rex's daughter, I think that Lucy especially will develop some thoughts on how she should help 'protect' Watevra, since she failed to do that for Emmet.
I don't want to make it like really intense and all, like to overprotective helicopter parent levels. But I think the guilt of losing Emmet would make her think she is responsible for keeping the last living reminder of her boyfriend safe. Especially after the last things she said to him were for him to change.
It's- uh- a bit like a grandparent that has to take care of a grandchild once the parents have died in some sort of accident really, just more of them being friends instead of a parent-child relationship.
Of course though in the altered timeline where Emmets is still there with Lucy and was never stuck in undar for years, Lucy isn't really going to have that guilt there, so I think she and Watevra will have a chill and friendly relationship. I'm fucking your dad ya know kind of relationship
Rambles for Au under the cut
For my Au, in Rex's timeline when they do eventually have that reunion, I want it to go in a very specific way.
Like, I'm trying not to spoil it too much, but Rex is going to reunite and have that talk with Watevra first before he even goes near Lucy and the others, and even then, it's going to take a while after interacting with Watevra for him to want to be near his old friends.
When the time comes for the big 'five years since i last saw you reunion', it's going to go... weirdly.
Or at least
The angst and yelling is going to happen like a while after they see each other again.
Because
Lucy and the others have no fucking clue that Rex was Emmet
They do in fact think that he is going to do something bad
Why?
Tough broody guy who looks like he wants to murder you?
Not exactly good impressions
Especially considering the fact that he has a criminal record
(I'll get into that another time)
Course they have no clue about the other things that Rex has done too, they're going to drag GC/BC into investigating this dude who showed up out of nowhere.
And so many wrong conclusions are going to be drawn
SO
MANY
once the fact that he's Emmet comes out
Pure
Chaos
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drag queens should not move in together
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also limited life : no spoilers but i'm crying sobbing on the floor i will not move i will not stop crying i am c rying sobbing on the floor why
i cant explain why i am crying sobbing on the floor i simply am why
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I could think of no better way to share the news than this!
So when I was 17, my cat went missing and I'd given up hope of ever seeing him again.
Until on Monday, 27th of May, 2024, my friend sent me a FB post asking 'isn't that your mother?' about the person named on the microchip.
Here he is! 16 years old, and found safe, twelve whole years after he went missing!
Yesterday (Tuesday the 28th of May, 2024) I went to the rescue that had him, and I reclaimed my boy, renaming him Artie! (He'd originally been called 'Cat' because my mother and I couldn't decide on a name)
He's home safe with me now, currently inhabiting my bathroom and purring up a storm every time someone goes in there!
I'll be doing slow introductions between him and my current cat to give them the best possible chance of living in harmony!
Here's some pictures of Artie once we let him out of the carrier:
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If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)
At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.
Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.
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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.
you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.
you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.
don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.
if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.
you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:
how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!
aren't you happy yet?
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TW: edgy and clingy shit!!!!
Blag..
MY TAILBONE AND MY HEAD HURT SO FUCKING BADDDDDDD😭😭😭😭
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