#OH GOD IT'S MAROON CODED

[ghost-proofbaby]

yes, i've heard "you're losing me". no, i'm not okay.

and yes, i'm considering writing an angsty fic based on it :)

#not after all the eddie comfort i wrote recently #i can't write it about eddie #fuck #IT'S MAROON CODED #OH GOD IT'S MAROON CODED #the damage this song just did to my psyche #I WOULDN'T MARRY ME EITHER??? #PATHOLOGICAL PEOPLE PLEASER?? #i'm wounded #what if... what if... i'll figure something out #i apologize in advancefor whatever fic comes from it

[spiderlyla]

♤—Miguel O'Hara

🕸about teenage miguel, who was probably an imitiation of slenderman before becoming...that big.

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getting invited to a high-school reunion, meant that you'll be seeing your two closest friends after almost 9 years of going your separate ways.

so, naturally, you go. Gwen and MJ have not changed since you were 18, bickering together while chatting your ears off

MJ was just done telling you about her new boyfriend—a Pete or Peter, you weren't really able to focus all that much.

gwen tells you about this artist she met in an art gallery, whom she exchanged numbers with and you congratulate her—she was always the more reserved one when it came to dating, so this was new

then, they turn to you.

you knew that look, waiting for you to tell them the news, you've noticed that they glanced at your ring finger a couple of times.

"Oh, Mig proposed."

"Mig? You're still with Messy Miggy from Chemistry 298?" gwen was the more blunt one. MJ elbowed her quite roughly and they both congratulated you.

But you could still see the curiosity eating them up.

"Is he still...y'know?"

you knew what they were talking about almost immediately.

miguel was quite different from what he is as of the moment. The –now– massive man used to be a lanky teenager, with long limbs and floppy dark tufts for hair, wearing prescription glasses with thick black frames.

he was still one of the most handsome boys at school, but it was different look than what he was sporting right now.

"He's suppose to be coming—Oh, there he is."

coincidentally, you see your fiancé walking through the gym doors, maroon eyes scanning the room until he saw you waving your hands at him.

you looked at your two girlfriends, mouths gaping and eyes wide at the sight.

and what a sight it was.

Aside from being tall as hell, standing at 6'9 and towering over everybody in the room, he was big. Shoulders broad, muscular biceps, puffy, yet hard chest.

you could visibly see his muscles flexing underneath the fabric of his black button up.

when he walks over, he kisses your cheek and whispers a "sorry for being late, cariño. you look good." that sends shivers down your spine.

he says a simple "hello, how are you guys?" to the girls infront of you, then excuses himself to grab the two of you some drinks.

when he's out of view, they glance back at you, eyes wider than saucers.

"How did he get so...huge?"

"That...This isn't physically possible."

"He's just been going to the gym alot."

they were righ, nothing about this was natural, but it was easier to say this.

because you were unsure how to explain that his DNA got rewritten with the genetic code of a spider.

BONUS:

"So, how do you guys..?"

"How do we...?"

"Y'know."

"MJ is trying to ask how do you do it. With..him."

"...it?"

"You know what we're talking about."

"Oh my god."

#miguel o hara x reader #miguel o’hara x reader #spider man atsv #spiderman 2099 x reader #spiderman into the spiderverse #astv #miguel o hara #across the spiderverse #miguel o'hara #atsv miguel #miguel x reader #miguel fluff #miguel spiderverse

[afrogsmoraldilemma]

Oh my god... the code that Lovelace uses to confirm Minkowski's leadership... what happened when the red ship and the blue ship crashed into each other... they were marooned... it was a fuckign PUN

#how am i only JUST realising that #it was a FUCKING PUN #wolf 359 #w359 #isabel lovelace #renee minkowski

[celestialholz]

The Anatomy of an Outfit (aka 'holy fucking Continuum THE LOOK™)

Y'all know I haven't seen a single STP episode since 2.9. I would rather gargle with acid than go near this show ever again frankly, but, well...

... Good sweet sanctuary what the fucking hell is THIS. :O (@tennant, clearly a fellow appreciator of all things ancient god, must be thanked profusely for these glorious few shots I'm about to show off. <3)

I called this lovely, lovely man returning about ten minutes after he 'died', but I don't think any of us were expecting his outfit to slay THIS HARD when he did. And not only is it the sexiest thing my fortunate eyes have ever had the pleasure to absorb, but it also happens to be very, er... well let's be real here, it's ridiculously Qcard-coded.

Let's break it down, shall we?

We'll start with the obvious: it's maroon and black. This look appears to be a mad fusion of his Encounter at Farpoint judge robes (which is fair, we end as we begin), and his husband of forty years' captain's uniform. That piped shoulder's hugely reminding me of this, in fact:

It's the inverse! You know, the same look, flipped? Because they have perfectly distinct personalities but are also mega gay???? Costume department allies fr.

The delightfully dramatic sash Q's rocking is also interesting - it places maroon at the centre of the outfit, and is its grandest statement, which makes it an excellent example of the importance of the colour to its wearer. This is the clothing equivalent of him having mon capitaine tattooed across his essence, which... well yeah, valid. Canonical facts. It's worn across virtually his whole chest, too, because nothing says 'that's my husband' more than having him literally held against your heart.

It's a different era of captain, across two shoulders - the old teasing, and the new love.

Also, this fucking brooch.

Now, whilst I doubt they've given even John de Lancie a piece made of actual rubies for a fifteen-second scene, the stones here are very clearly meant to evoke them. And rubies are interesting for several reasons:

They're Picard's birthstone, his birthday being July 13th;

They're symbolic of power and protection. What follows is some of the interesting info I've picked up from internet gemology on rubies:

... Huh. Resolve disputes. 'Dispel anger,' when we've seen a darker Q in this series. And 'protective powers'... mm, how many times has Q saved Picard's life again? What did we get up to, six?

... 'Romantic love.' 'Devotion.' Uh-huh.

This brooch is also evocative of the Navaratna, or this thing:

The brooch itself is clearly stylised, but it features eight gems orbiting a central larger ruby (which is meant to be the sun by the way, as though this motherfucker wasn't already evocative ENOUGH of the sun here or here), and is an important cultural and religious symbol in Hinduism. What's it symbolic of, exactly?

... Oh, nothing much. Just... just this.

... Like I said, nothing much, just the whole concept of Qcard in fucking jewellery form.

The brooch's also, as the wife @porgthespacepenguin pointed out, an eight-pointed star.

... Have I mentioned yet that I fucking detest this show? Because I really fucking detest this show.

There's nine rubies on it, as well. Picard's in his nineties.

So, let's recap:

Nine of Picard's birthstone for his ninety years

Sun symbolism, AGAIN

Celestial relationships

Beyond space and time

Romance

Prosperity

Protection

Resolution

So, all that, from a brooch worn over an outfit that looks suspiciously like Picard's, which has a sash across it in Picard's colour.

... And I'm supposed to believe that Qcard isn't endgame? You're really going to gaslight me to this degree right in front of my salad, you absolute bastards????

Guys, when you inevitably wipe this shitshow of a Star Trek from your collective minds like I'm about to do, just... take this with you. Take the fact that everything about this outfit and this SHOW has said all along that Qcard is endgame, until they couldn't be arsed. Until they lost their balls for the pathetic few who might have naysayed it.

Patrick, and certainly John, deserved so much better. I'm glad that at least someone on this set understands that. (I see you, costumers. I see you, and I love you.)

Just going to... just going to stare at the absolute fine-aged wine of a man that is John de Lancie for a moment, before I lose my whole shit. He calms my soul, you see.

HIT THE SLAY KING JOHN <3

#qcard #q of the continuum #jean luc picard #just gonna throw in here again that I DETEST THIS SHOW WITH EVERY FIBRE OF MY BEING thank you for listening #can't believe love won guys even if no one actually bothered to tell us #they're married now and everything #star trek picard spoilers #stp #meta

[aajjks]

HE DID IT!! feel free to link a picture of the ring 😉

TPOL!JK

“will you marry me, y/n l/n?”

your mouth is wide open.

you don’t know what to say.

you don’t even know how to say it.

here is the love of your life on one knee with the most beautiful diamond ring you’ve ever seen. he’s asking you to be his forever and your lack of a response is making him nervous. you go to cover your eyes with your hands and just keep asking “are you joking? is this a joke?” over and over and when he assures you that it’s not, you’re in tears.

“oh my God!! ugh, YES!! yesyesyesyesyesyes!!!” you say over and over and giving jungkook your hand to slide the ring on your finger. it’s a perfect fit and the diamonds twinkle with the stars showing that, yes, it’s real diamond and hella expensive. you leap onto jungkook, sending both you and him onto the ground. you pepper his face with kisses saying i love you with each kiss.

“i love you i love you i love you i love you I LOVE YOUUUUU” you say as you begin crying tears of joy. “wait, but what about your dad, jungkook? he’ll-he’ll hurt us if he ever finds out that you proposed to me. i can’t afford for something to happen to you. you-you have to take it back” you then begin taking off the ring and jungkook is quick to refrain your hands from removing the pretty diamond.

he links his fingers with yours and kisses your hand telling you that…

“i really don’t want anything to happen to you, jungkook. please. if he hurts either you or my mom, i don’t know what i’ll do”

He cannot believe that you actually accepted his proposal.

He wasn’t sure what he would do if you would have rejected his proposal.

But now he won’t need to because you accepted his proposal, and this is the best night of his life forever. As you pepper his face and kisses you fall down and he almost hurts his head but it’s all worth it.

this feels like a dream comes true

He quickly stops you from taking the ring off, it is a pretty ruby diamond ring, it’s his favorite stone after all and he knows how much girls love diamonds so he had to get a contrast.

“Yn NEVER ever take the ring off. Because the day you do, I’ll die.” he stops you as you both get up. He has to make sure that you never take it off. “ this is a symbol for our forever yn.” He pulls you in for a kiss. “ you don’t have to worry about my father…. And now you will hear the plan.”

He smirks you look at him all confused. “ you and I are going to pretend like we are over forever.” He says. “ before you say anything just listen to me… we need time to stall them so I can make sure that he won’t hurt your mother.” He whispers. You two are Sitting on the floor right now and he’s got you trapped in his arms.

“you’ll have to come back to Korea. Shh yn I have a very good plan. And you’ll have to leave your mother here in Switzerland because if we want my father to be off your tail… Lola can take care of your mother make sure that she’s safe and well taken care of here. But you have to come back to Korea…” he sighs. “ I’m saying this because you are dangerous for your mother, I don’t think that you realize this, but you’re the target. Your mother is just a pawn. They’ll use her to hurt you, so if you won’t be here with her, they won’t hurt her.”

Jungkook is nervous once again.

“you have to get a job in South Korea, and I’ll pretend like you broke my heart and we’re over forever, so Tina and my father will finally calm down and then I’ll strike once I make sure that I’ve got you and your mother safe.”

[SORRY I CHANGED MY MIND IT’S GONNA BE A RUBY PLUS DIAMOND RING BECAUSE YOU KNOW IT IT’S VERY TPOL JK CODED, [his fav colour is Maroon/red] AND I COULDN’T RESIST ITS SO BEAUTIFUL]

#ask: tpol!jungkook #it’s graff 😳❤️ #future husband look at this

[nitrateglow]

Halloween 2023 marathon: 19-21

The Hands of Orlac (dir. Robert Wiene, 1924)

Concert pianist Orlac (Conrad Veidt) is excited to return from touring to the arms of his loving wife Yvonne (Alexandra Sorina) right before he suffers injuries in a train crash. While the accident does not kill him, it destroys his hands. His hands being key to his livelihood, Orlac despairs, but the doctors are able to graft new ones onto his wrists. All well and good, with one problem: the hands were taken from the corpse of a guillotined murderer, Orlac is uncomfortable with them from the outset, and once he learns of their origins, Orlac is becoming paranoid that the hands will influence him to kill. Driven to madness by his fears, will Orlac resort to violence?

The Hands of Orlac has a great premise and a great lead actor in the compelling, expressive Conrad Veidt. The atmosphere, though not as surreal as Wiene's The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari, is decidedly nightmarish and suffocating as the protagonist's paranoia consumes him.

If only the pacing wasn't the worst.

Like, there's slow pacing and then there's submerging your movie in molasses. Orlac runs almost two hours long and much of it is just dedicated to Veidt's very deliberated mannerisms and reactions. I love Veidt-- he was one of the greatest actors of the silent era-- but the scenes of him staring in horror at his hands and whatnot just go on forever and to no real benefit to the story.

And that's unfortunate because this is a very mature, subdued psychological horror film, more about inner conflict than external monsters or psychopaths (though the movie does ultimately have a villain). In some ways, it's ahead of its time: the urban gloom on display here foreshadows the film noir movies of the 1940s and 1950s. However, it's so slow that I had a hard time getting into it.

The Island of Lost Souls (dir. Erle C. Kenton, 1932)

Edward Parker (Richard Arlen) is having a bad week: his ship sank, the captain of the ship that rescued him doesn't like him, and now because of that he's been marooned on the Island of Dr. Moreau, a small bit of land not present on any sea chart. Dr. Moreau (Charles Laughton) seems an amiable, jovial fellow, but what is to be made of the tortured screams in the night or the cowering, abused "natives" who seem to view Moreau as a god? Turns out, Moreau is trying to speed up evolution with his experiments on animals and he hopes to prove his creations can mate with humans by offering Parker his sole female subject, Lota (Kathleen Burke).

The Island of Lost Souls is quintessential pre-code horror, right there with The Most Dangerous Game and the 1932 Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. It's gruesome for 1932, dealing with vivisection, inter-species sex, and animal cruelty. Imagine any of THAT flying come the enforcement of the Code.

This is one of very few older horror movies I find genuinely unpleasant even if it doesn't outright show Dr. Moreau cutting up his experiments while they're still very much conscious. Screams are ever present on the soundtrack and they aren't cheesy horror movie yelps. The moans and screaming in this thing are chilling. The humid jungle atmosphere is also palpable, creating a sense of suffocating entrapment. As much as I love many of the classic Universal horror movies, they don't have that same sense of dread and evil this one still possesses.

The Penthouse (dir. Peter Collinson, 1967)

Crooked businessman Bruce (Terence Morgan) and his shopgirl mistress Barbara (Suzy Kendall) find themselves at the mercy of two thugs who break into the penthouse apartment they use for their adulterous liaisons. Tom (Tony Beckley) and Dick (Norman Rodway) are childlike yet ruthless, getting Barbara intoxicated while they tie Bruce up and make him watch. Or rather listen, because boy do these fellas love monologuing.... lots and lots and lots of monologuing.

Yes, the guy who directed The Italian Job made a home invasion movie. It also sucks. Like, oh my GOD, this was designed to torture me, I swear, and not in the way the filmmakers intended. It feels like a college assignment turned into a movie.

Okay, let me be nice first. Visually, this is of interest. Not the quality of the image-- the YouTube upload looks like it was dragged up from VHS hell-- but from what I can see of the compositions and the camerawork, this is a visually dynamic movie doing its hardest to make you forget the script is based on a stage play.

But that's impossible because this is one of those movies where the characters never shut the hell up. They monologue endlessly about Societal Ills and Important Class Themes, occasionally breaking up the lecturing with oddball criminal antics, pot smoking, and violence. It's like an attempt at a "hipper" (for 1967) and more intellectual version of The Desperate Hours, where an ordinary middle-class family is held hostage by criminals as motivated by class-based bitterness as they are by money or freedom. But holy crap, does. It. Drag. 100 minutes of dragging.

Admittedly, the dynamic between Tom and Dick is a little interesting. They're the types who finish each other's sentences and genuinely seem to relish each other's company as they bond over doing these terrible things. They were fascinating to watch when not burdened with pretentious monologues about how baby alligators being flushed down toilets represent society's outliers.

Martine Beswick shows up in the last section as the third accomplice "Harry." Other reviewers claim she brightens up the film, but her appearance is so brief and much ado about nothing at all that she didn't make watching this any more entertaining for me.

The Penthouse feels like a parody of the worst kind of "elevated horror," boring nonsense masquerading as a social statement. Parts of it are memorably bizarre, but there's not enough of that for me to recommend it.

#halloween 2023 marathon #thoughts #the hands of orlac #the island of lost souls #the penthouse #i feel so much of this is negative and i apologize #but man hands of orlac and the penthouse let me down

[stylesandnicks]

Without further ado. Here is a sneak peak of my latest writing: Fool’s Gold! This is a Pirate!Harry story and I hope this makes up for my terrible procrastination skills.

BANG!

Y/N gasps out at the loud noise, falling onto the ground. That sounded like a canon, were they under attack? Was the crew finally deciding on anarchy on the ship?

BANG!

Another loud noise, she could hear yelling and running around...this wasn't good. She quickly got up and rushed out onto the deck, finding Smithins already holding the journal he always carried around tight to his chest. He looked as if he was about to faint.

"What's going on?" She whispered to him. She could feel her panic brewing, this was the first time she had seen him so frightened.

"I don't know...I think we are being raided.

"Raided? By who?"

"Oh god!"

She turned to see the captain in sheer hysteria, running from his cabin with his hands over his mouth.

"He's found me, oh he's found me I'm done for! I'm ruined!"

"Who Captain?" one of the crew members asks.

"Scary Harry, I'm a dead man! You might as well slap the black spot on me!"

The captain wailed and screamed in fear and agony, he was already dramatic enough but this was far worse.

"Who is Scary Harry?" She asked Smithins. She saw how he reacted strongly to the announcement. His eyes widened, clinging the book closer while muttering to himself.

"The Sea Wolf..." he finally rasped out.

Her heart stopped at that moment, she had heard from other crew members about the pirate known as The Sea Wolf. He was nortorious being the most bloodthirsty pirate that ever sailed the seas. Smithins even told her himself that The Sea Wolf was the enforcer of the pirate code. Any pirate who broke the code would be hunted down by him, and be made a gross example of.

"I need you to listen to me," Smithins whispered to her. "I want you to just lay low, do not draw attention to yourself. We are probably going to be transferred to his crew."

"What about you?"

"I'm staying right here by you dove. We just have to do what we are told."

That's when she saw it, a huge black ship inching closer to them. A flag of a wolf's head raised high for all to see. This was it, she was about to get a taste of actual pirates. Gruesome pirates at that.

The crew got on the ship so fast, causing all of them to huddle together. She kept true to Smithins' instructions, making sure her head hung low so she blended in.

She could hear heavy footsteps of boots, from what little she saw this had to the The Sea Wolf. She also could hear the panting of a dog that wasn't far behind, grey and wired-haired. From her knowledge of dog breeds it had to be an Irish Wolfhound he kept as a pet.

The captain was on his knees, whimpering and being a blumbering idiot. A sigh of defeat left her, who would have thought her little adventure would end this way.

"George Humpfres," she heard a deep, smooth voice speak to the captain. "You broke the code."

"I am so, so sorry Harry-"

"Harold." The tone was sharp, it sent chills down her spine.

"Harold, sorry...yes I-I know that I...went a little far."

"A bit? Section 3 of the Pirate Code clearly states that none shall game with money either by dice or cards. But you went past that, didn't you? Caused some people to be quite disgruntled by you."

"Please...Sir, I beg of you...I have a problem, yes but I-I can change!"

"You are a joke, a disgrace to the name of the pirate. You would rather have your men starve for your selfishness. You reacting this way only proves you know the fate you are about to face. Luckily I’ll spare your life…however, you are going to have to go to the island."

"The-The island?! Oh Sir please, please do not send me there! Cut my fingers, throw me to the sharks but not the island!"

The island? Was he going to have the captain be marooned? Being marooned on an island is often the fate of a pirate that breaks rules. There were islands everywhere however, what was so frightening about that place?

"Begging is very unbecoming for you George. The very least you can do is fight for your life. White Pirate, more like yellow belly. No matter, Mitch?"

She heard more footsteps.

"Please be sure to have him locked up with nothing but the basics, whatever he had on this eyesore now belongs to us as collateral. I'm sure your team will appreciate the structure they are about to receive George."

"Remember," she heard Smithins whisper. "Stay low, keep close to me yeah?"

She nodded, feeling herself being moved. She stayed close behind him, looking down at his feet the whole time. Just then she heard a noise from the dog, but it wasn't a growl or anything threatening. It was more like...happy panting. She could even see the dog trying to lick her fingers. This dog was going to draw attention to her and she would be found out! Her father always told her dogs were loyal but stupid.

"Stop...stop it," she whispered. Trying to shoo the dog away but it wouldn't let up. Following alongside her.

What she didn't know, as she was walking down the plank, a man stood nearby watching the whole thing. His head slowly turned with her movement. She couldn't see his sharp green eyes looking at her or the small tapping of his ringed fingers on the holder of his pistol. She didn’t even hear the small “hm” he made.

Meanwhile, her curiosity was getting the better of her when they came to a stop. She had to know what was happening, at least see where she was. Slowly she raised her head a bit to get a look. They were all still huddled together, but she could at least see two men dressed in black holding the captain in shackles.

The captain was still blubbering and crying. His white suit was covered in dirt, from being manhandled she was sure of it. Then came the footsteps again, slow and heavy.

A sort of broadening man wearing a long tattered trench coat walked toward the three men at an agonizing pace. From the little detail she could see, he had long, wavy hair and a rather large-looking captain hat that rested on his head. This was certainly The Sea Wolf, or Scary Harry, whatever he was called.

“George,” he spoke. Leaning close to the captain’s face. “Now I want you to be honest with me. Because now your life truly depends on it. Have any of your men sneaked a woman on board?”

Oh shit.

Her eyes widened, looking up at Smithins. She couldn’t see his reaction, but she noticed a small breath inhaled sharply out of him.

The captain looked at the man in question in pure shock, followed by a high-pitched laugh.

“A woman?! Sir, I do believe you are gravely mistaken! I-I may have broken some laws but certainly not that!”

“How curious,” the man’s voice didn’t sound angry, far too calm for even her taste. “Pearl!”

That’s when she saw the dog prancing over to him. By that point, he turned around facing them. The hat was so wide in the brim that she still couldn’t see his face. But she could see the rings on his hands and the many pistols around his waist as he scratched the dog’s head.

“Females can smell other females,” he stated. “And little Pearl here can smell a woman from a mile away. Are you calling my pet a liar?”

“Wha-no! Of course not Harry, I mean Harold! I'm just saying…that I make sure to count the crew every month and I can swear to you on the Bible that I have exactly four-“

Suddenly the captain stopped, he looked as if he was counting the huddled crew. His eyes grew wide, mouthing numbers only to start hyperventilating.

“There’s supposed to be 14,” he rasped. “14 is above 13…they are supposed to be above 13!”

The crew around her grumbled in annoyance. It seemed the captain was so wrapped up in his gambling he didn’t even notice the additional member.

“The number of men is the least of your problems. Now I’m going to ask you again. Did one of your men, sneak a woman on board in disguise? Which, may I remind you per Section 6 of the code is a violation resulting in death.”

As he talked she could see him coming towards the crew causing her to jerk her head back down. Stupid mutt gave her away just by smelling her! She heard the footsteps get louder with each slow step. Her heart was racing, and for a brief moment, she began to regret running away from home.

She wanted to see her father again, to hug him and cry on his shoulder. Tell him how sorry she was, that she would marry Liam if that made him happy. She should have escaped on the first port they landed! She should have stayed with the original plan, but no. She with her social butterfly tendencies got caught up with the crew and now she was going to be killed!

The footsteps stopped right beside her, she couldn’t help but notice he smelled sort of…nice. Then again being around smelly men and washed in sea marsh changes your sense of smell. But that was beside the point, she had to keep her head down…maybe, just maybe in some crazy way, he would look past her and be none the wiser.

“All the mud and ocean mist can’t cover up the scent of a pretty girl.”

Suddenly she felt fingertips on her chin, not by force, but he was firm in making her look up at him. Her curiosity got the best of her, for while she wanted to see what he looked like she didn’t want him to see him this close.

The first thing she noticed was his eyes. Sharp and green, like emeralds. A long beard that had some trinkets wrapped in it. His face was rough and yet…sort of handsome. She found her potential killer handsome, the heat must be getting to her.

“All the treasure in the world and the prettiest one just fell on my lap.”

He then looked down at his dog with a small laugh.

“Might have to get you a fine steak for this Pearly.”

The high-pitched cry from the captain broke the tension. Causing everyone to look as he fell onto his knees.

“A woman on my ship?! Oh, Sir, please! I didn’t not know! I didn’t know she was on board please don’t kill me!”

The Sea Wolf didn’t seem all that phased, whistling at some men and jerking his head toward something.

“Take her to the main chamber.”

She saw the men walk over, grabbing both ends of her causing her to scream out. Suddenly The Sea Wolf pulled out one of his pistols at one of them. His face hardened with a small growl coming from the dog.

“Learn your fucking manners,” his voice dark and raspy. “You treat delicates with care!”

The men muttered a “yes captain” before taking her away. The closer they got to the door the more her panic was rising. Then the last thing she remembered happening, was how she screamed for her father before her world went black.

#harry styles #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles fan fic #harry styles fan fiction #pirate!harry #harry styles sneak peek #pirate!Harry styles

[wh-au-fanatic]

Willow in the Mob au. (because yes)

her name: Willow Darning

her appearance: is 6'2, has buttercream-yellow skin, short and slightly curly royal azure-blue hair pulled into a lowtail, has her bangs covering her right eye, and is wearing a red button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows, a black bowtie with a white diamond in the center, a black bean vest(that's an actual color, this is the hex code: #001101), obsidian black fingerless gloves, smokey black pants with thin maroon strips on it, and dark scarlet shoes.

does she have any stiches: yes, across her face and down the sides of her arms.

her personality: sweet, silent, smug, secretly protective over everyone, a little chaotic at times, basically half of Sally, a dash of Poppy, a bit of Howdy, and a pinch of any past personality she had.

Her relationship with everyone.

Wally: Sees him as an older brother, respects him, accidentally called him "Ube roll" and apologized multiple times. Wally said it was ok. (he will only allow Willow to call him that now)

Julie: Surprisingly gets along well with her, actively lets her test chemicals on her(she's immune to multiple poisons because of it now), asked about the thing in her closet one time. Never got an answer. (She somehow befriended it-)

Sally: Sees her as a twin sister, chaos buddies, sometimes has the weirdest conversations, Sally caught her singing a female version of the heat miser song one time. Said "It was amazing and illegal at the same time."

Poppy: Cooking companions, Poppy teaches her things from time to time, likes to pet her feathers sometimes, doesn't know how Poppy got in the mob in the first place. (next to Eddie- speaking of)

Eddie: Gets mixed feelings around him, southern brother figure because yes, actively called him "Himbo Haribo", said his shadow sounds so happy yet so sad one time. (No one knows what that means)

Howdy: Unofficial yet official assistant, helps him make drinks sometimes, Howdy's like her unofficial legal guardian, vents to him sometimes. Reviled something that's kept a secret.

Barnaby: Besides Wally, I think, she's aloud to pet him, keeps reminding him to clean the staples from time to time, *MIGHT* have helped him blow something up-, the first time they met she vowed to secretly protect him.

Frank: Is his nearest vent/therapy friend, has to physically *drag* him to bed sometimes, knows that he's gay and responded with "Hi gay, I'm bi." One time when they were alone, Willow slowly looked over to him and said "I know you remember your past. I remember too, but it's only in pieces. Itty bitty chitty chatty bang-bang pieces... but that also means, you know who's truly at fault here." She then denied that ever happened.

the others: She's seen Robbie and Dusty a couple of times, she and Lovely have a love/hate relationship, she's never met Harvy or Mari, she straight up doesn't know that Zach and Besty exist, and she's only heard about the doctor she's never seen him in person.

(I forgot about Home, oh God- *clears throat*)

n e way- She's seen Home, but she's not afraid of him. Not anymore.

Mob au belongs to @clownsuu

#wally darling #barnaby b beagle #eddie dear #frank frankly #howdy pillar #julie joyful #poppy partridge #sally starlet #welcome home au #welcome home mob au #This is old as heck #My laptop froze and I thought it didn't save #this is actually MONTHS old

[moonjxsung]

this is so random but I wanted to just spill this somewhere (sry if you dont listen to taylor swift or if you don't care for this)

I feel like Minho as a taylor swift song would be "call it what you want" - I can't quite explain why but it's just Minho coded in my mind - or he'd be "cruel summer".

chan would be "ours" - he gives safe, protective energy and it's him against the world when it's something he cares about but not in a bad way if you get me?

hyunjin - I was thinking "Maroon" or "false god' but someone said "bejeweled" and now I can't see otherwise.

felix - "paper rings" - he's so fun, soft and in the cutest way, he can be no thoughts, head empty vibes sometimes but it's so precious.

han, I feel like, would be "sparks fly" but also "starlight"

my brain automatically went to "the way I loved you" for seungmin but honestly him (or hyunjin) could be "snow on the beach" coded too.

changbin would be "end game" or a fun classic like "you belong with me".

I.N - someone said "gorgeous" and it's the only song I see for him now.

OH I AGREE WITH EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THESE WTF THANK YOU FOR SHARING????

Swifties what do we think???? I’m summoning you guys for feedback 🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️

#anon <3 #ask #stray kids #skz

[izzy246girl]

A list of Aarav coded Taylor Swift songs (as promised) (separated by Album because there is A LOT):

A Place In This World, Should’ve Said No (Dea to Aarav)

Fifteen

Back to December, The Story Of Us, Innocent, LAST KISS, If This Was A Movie

All Too Well, Girl at Home (Terri to Aarav)

I Wish You Would, Wildest Dreams (Ace??)

New Years Day (?)

Lover (to Ace), Cornelia Street (When he’s over-attached to Ace), Death by a Thousand Cuts, Afterglow

Exile, MY TEARS RICOCHET, This Is Me Trying, BETTY

Long Story Short, Right Where You Left Me

Maroon, Anti-Hero, You’re On Your Own Kid, Sweet Nothing (Ace and Aarav) Dear Reader, Hits Different

AFLDKJSLDKFJLS OH MY GOD LOVE IT

#i need to listen to all of these right now again #sweet nothing aslkfjdlkjsf #BABYGIRL #sav for later #fav post

[suguru-getos]

FELLOW SWIFTY SEEING YOU LAST TALK WOTH OTHER SWIFTY

My dashboard shows everything late

ANYWAY I NEVER FIND MANGA/ANIME STAYS WHO LIKE TAYLOR!

HAVE YOU GUYS BEEN TO ERAS TOUR?? I went and Nashville and saw enchanted in the rain I WAS IN TEARS

ANYWHO POINT IS

I fully believe with my entire self that Maroon and the great was are so Gojo x fem reader canon coded

HEAR ME OUT.

So as we know in canon gojo is a straight man who only is into females, and a hinted fuckboy.

SO SO listen

Maroon. You chose each other. He was so into you but because of his commitment issues boom you lose him. OKAY cue sad flashback montage

THE FINALE BATTLE HAPPENS, EVERYONE LIVES /let me live in my delusional fantasy/

HE FINALLY feels like he can let go of his fears so he runs back to you. You are scared to trust him, but you build up the love. You find trust. And he will always be yours because he survived the Great War.

Nonnie I’m crying this is so good! I love the song Maroon and to cue this up with the plot and Satoru’s behavior just stabbed me in the heart so good <33

Also, you went to the Eras tour?! 🥹😩🤞🏻 I’m so jealous oh my god— all I saw were beautiful and elegant edits of the Blondie and I was mesmerised.

I want to write a little drabble of Gojo x Reader inspired from the song Maroon.

Also, I can completely relate to things shown on the dash pretty late —_— like, Tumblr sort your shit out please we miss on the updates TT_TT

#gojo satoru #gojo x reader #taylor swift #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #[en’s nonnies]

[ghost-proofbaby]

Just when I got time to respond to your reply, to talk a lil ✨️worship✨️, I see your crumbs. Respectfully, woman, are you trying to kill me?! SUGAR. SUGAR?! 😭🥹 but oh my GOD, it's the perfect choice. Brb kicking my feet. 🤭

To be totally transparent, after the last update, I was thinking of songs that fit the dynamic and Sugar, Give, Rain, and Euclid struck me the most. Just some of the lyrics are so Maroon coded to me.

I'm rambling atp, but it's my absolute favorite when music I love is incorporated into fics, especially when it helps tell the story. And I'm so glad you had an amazing experience at the show! I tried to get tickets but the closest show to me was 3 states over. 😭😭

you read my fuckin mind!!!

euclid is a HUGE one. the lyric “call me when you get this”, “call me when you have the time”??? CMOOOOON.

big songs for me that i relate to this story would be EUCLID, blood sport (clearly), granite, the love you want, the apparition, RAIN, GIVE, ascensionism, take me back to eden, say that you will, and missing limbs. just to name a few haha. one of these days i will fix up the playlist properly, and it’s just gonna be an insane amount of ST and taylor 😭

never apologize for rambling!!! i love rambles 🖤 i definitely had to travel for my show but upon seeing them i can say without a doubt i’d travel coast to coast to see them. they are so very worth it. already started saving upon seeing them hint at more rituals in 2024 😅😅😅

#i could talk about sleep token all fuckin day PLEASE #in say that you will when the lyric says ‘i know you’re planning to leave in the end’??? FUCK #i love these masked idiots #i’m also in the st discord but have literally never spoken because it’s so scary #if you are also in it and see a ‘useless bisexual’ that’s me ahahah #thank u ily <3 #aysheashea <3 #maroon

[divinemare]

My ACOTAR OC’s as Taylor Swift Albums

i honestly don’t know why i hadn’t done this before

MAREENA

A Court of Gods and Monsters

Folklore

i was a bit conflicted with my girl at first bcos i feel she could perfectly be a lover girl, but also a Taylor Swift girl, or maybe even 1989, like my girl is versatile yk

but i think this is me trying was what really sold it for me, especially for the mareena i have planned in the future

also peace and epiphany, i just really could picture her u know

KALLISTRADE

Dark Tides

Reputation

“there will be no explanations there will just be reputation” something that kallistrade would 100% say

PLS THIS ONE WAS THE MOST OBVIOUS

literally EVERY SINGLE SONG fits her

‘im sorry, the old taylor (kallistrade) can’t come to the phone right now. why? oh, CAUSE SHE’S DEAD

do i need to say more? like…

…ready for it? king of my heart EVEN GETAWAY CAR are so kallistrade and azriel coded

DEMETRIA

Cold Starlights

1989

this one was HARD

i also kind of saw her as a midnights girl, but after hearing all the songs in this album again i was convinced

bad blood definitely gives me demetria at the spring court vibes

wildest dreams is what i pictured playing in the scene where demetria and nyx are staring at the northern lights

also i wish you would, wonderland and style are veeeery demetria and nyx coded

ARIADNE

Legend of a Mortal Love

Midnights

omg ‘you’re on your own, kid’? HEARTBROKEN

karma truly is her boyfriend

she roots for the anti-hero u know what i mean?

maroon and snow on the beach gives me such sweet rhys and ariadne vibes

the GREATH WAR AND BIGGER THAN THE WHOLE SKY GOT ME CRYING THINKING ABOUT THEM

and, of-fucking-course ‘DO I REALLY HAVE TO CHARM THE CONSTELLATIONS IN HIS EYES’

#a court of thorns and roses #acotar #acomaf #acosf #acowar #acotar oc #acotar fanfic #acotar fanfiction #acotarocs #dark tides #a court of gods and monsters #legend of a mortal love #cold starlights #mareena oc #mareena acotar #mareena x azriel #ariadne oc #ariadne x rhys #demetria and nyx #demetria oc #nyx x demetria #kallistrade oc #kallistrade acotar #kallistrade x azriel

[uneventfulhouses]

midnights ranking time??????? this is gonna include the 3 am tracks because who cares. also, it's hard to rank songs, so i think, the ranking is like, how likely i would play the song as soon as i get to listen to it again. i already hate this ranking but my top ten is solid lol

wouldve couldve shouldve (this bridge is god tier, and i will probably even say this cracks my top five taylor songs ever)

karma (oh to be so unbothered)

lavender haze (if you coulda saw me walking to work with the biggest grin on my face)

maroon (real fucKin legacy. i love when taylor swift says 'fuck')

anti-hero (like she didn't clutch everyone by the throat with "it's me, hi, i'm the problem it's me")

you're on your own kid (if this song catches me sideways, i start to cry)

bejeweled (this is karma's bestie, and so very reminiscent of mirrorball)

mastermind (when someone saw your crazy and loved your crazy and never made you even feel crazy in the first place get OUT)

vigilante shit (cringe millenials rise up)

sweet nothing (to be loved? and loved so dearly? the bit about the poem gets me every time)

question...? (it's an ear worm what do you want me to do)

snow on the beach (the harmonies are so good and this song reminds me of honeymoon and i looooved honeymoon)

the great war (come on folklore. this song is so good and reminds me of driving in the car crying to august for the first time)

high fidelity (also folklore coded and i really enjoy some of the lyricism in this one)

midnight rain (i like the bridge a lot but i could do without the weird voice lmao)

labyrinth (i am desperate for an acoustic/piano version of this song because the fricken horn kills it for me)

glitch (this track does sound like 3 am)

paris (this song is fine, it just reminds me of come back be here and i did not care for come back be here)

dear reader (too many feelings, and it feels very diary entry obvs, but in such an intimate way. also "when you aim at the devil, make sure you don't miss" is so important to me)

bigger than the whole sky (i do not need to be in my feels. this is a skip like ronan is a skip. they're beautiful songs, but i cannot be feeling this deep like this i am so sorry)

#no one asked me for my opinion #this will change tomorrow #ts

[burning-adding-flames-to-ember]

[Enter the JUDGE and the HIEROPHANT]

HIEROPHANT: Hey. You're okay, right?

JUDGE: No, No I'm not alright, Kane. Did you see what happened? Did someone hack into our account? I told you this was a bad idea and now someone- god knows who- is stalking us!

HIEROPHANT: Dude, we'll be fine. We have everything locked down. I think the connection just bugged out. New systems and all, y'know.

[The HIEROPHANT gestures vaguely]

JUDGE: A connection problem? Kane, someone was talking to us. How could that be a glitch?

HIEROPHANT: No, I mean the hex code-

JUDGE: I translated what... that said. It called itself "the Drifter." Either they're onto us, or we're really fucked now.

[The JUDGE throws his hands in the air]

JUDGE: With this and all the riots going on, we aren't going to be safe anymore. We need to start taking precautions, walk in pairs, or - or bring weapons or something! God even knows how Klique is going to react, she's paranoid as it is without someone hacking into our blog.

HIEROPHANT: We'll be fine. Trust me. Ross has a hookup for some weapons, we can start carrying pagers or something, there are plenty of solutions. Look, the thing is...

[The HIEROPHANT sighs and pulls a small piece of paper from his pocket]

HIEROPHANT: Look at this. List of names and numbers. And check this o-

JUDGE: "Katie Harrison, 6637288." What? Why is...

HIEROPHANT: This is a list of their targets. Two people on this list were a part of that shooting on Wednesday. And guess what?

JUDGE: Wh.. how did you even find thi-

HIEROPHANT: Ross got it from a desk while he was clearing out a compound. They think it was a hitlist. Something like that.

JUDGE: Why are you showing me this now?! Why aren't you taking this seriously?

HIEROPHANT: I am! Why else would I show you this?

JUDGE: Our friends could get hurt, or even worse. You need to stop being so reckless, you need to tell us when something like this happens.

HIEROPHANT: Ross should have told us, but he couldn't because of you-know-who! This-

[The HIEROPHANT waves the paper]

HIEROPHANT: -could get us all killed, but it won't. Because we have ways to fix this. Jack, it'll be fine. Trust me. I just wanted to show you this so you know.

JUDGE: Oh you have a solution? Really? You have a solution, okay. What's your solution then?

HIEROPHANT: I'm fucking working on i-

JUDGE: What's your solution to an infamous cult knowing some of our full names and everything we've been saying about them? Better yet, where are Sayna and Klique in all this? Do they know what's happening? Why aren't they here?!

[The JUDGE starts breathing fast, leaning against the wall]

HIEROPHANT: Look, it'll... it'll be okay. I promise. Sayna's known for a while. I'll tell Klique later today. I wanted to talk in person with you because...

[The HIEROPHANT holds out a black metal L-shaped object, its top half splattered with maroon. The JUDGE steps back in obvious surprise]

HIEROPHANT: Rite of passage.

JUDGE: Wh... What is that?

HIEROPHANT: Keep yourself safe. It's loaded. Be careful.

JUDGE: Is that blood? What did you do..?

HIEROPHANT: I didn't do shit. It's one of Katie's retrievals. Sacrificial blood, if anything.

[The HIEROPHANT presses the gun into the JUDGE's hand, slowly backing away]

HIEROPHANT: Safety's on the left side. Get some ear protection if you can. Do not fucking flash that to anybody. Okay?

JUDGE: Sacrificial blood? What the fuck did Katie...

[As the JUDGE grips the top of the object, the blood rubs off on his hand. He shoves the gun into his bag and immediately starts wiping his hands on his pants]

JUDGE: I think I'm gonna be sick...

[Exeunt.]

DISCONNECTED- forced disconnect by server

#latent ashes of a burnt contract #CONNECTION. #kane a. #jack c. #unfiction

[weirdfact]

Major Allison Digby Tatham-Warter, DSO, was a British army officer in WWII.

From his Wikipedia article:

A Company was chosen by the battalion's commanding officer, Lieutenant Colonel John Dutton Frost, to lead the 2nd Parachute Battalion in the Battle of Arnhem, part of Operation Market Garden, because of Digby's reputation of being an aggressive commander. In preparation Digby, concerned about the unreliability of radios, educated his men on how to use bugle calls that had been used during the Napoleonic Wars for communication in case the radios failed. He also took an umbrella with his kit as a means of identification because he had trouble remembering passwords and felt that anyone who saw him with it would think that "only a bloody fool of an Englishman" would carry an umbrella into battle.

A Company were dropped away from the target of Arnhem Bridge and had to go through Arnhem where the streets were blocked by German forces. Digby led his men through the back gardens of nearby houses instead of attempting to advance through the streets and thus avoided the Germans. Digby and A Company managed to travel 8 miles in 7 hours while also taking prisoner 150 German soldiers including members of the SS. During the battle, Digby wore his maroon beret instead of a helmet and waved his umbrella while walking about the defences despite heavy mortar fire. When the Germans started using tanks to cross the bridge, Digby led a bayonet charge against them wearing a bowler hat. He later disabled a German armoured car with his umbrella, incapacitating the driver by shoving the umbrella through the car's observational slit and poking the driver in the eye.

Digby then noticed the chaplain pinned down by enemy fire while trying to cross the street to get to injured soldiers. Digby got to him and said "Don't worry about the bullets, I've got an umbrella". He then escorted the chaplain across the street under his umbrella. When he returned to the front line, one of his fellow officers said about his umbrella that "that thing won't do you any good", to which Digby replied "Oh my goodness Pat, but what if it rains?" Digby was later injured by shrapnel, which also cut open the rear of his trousers but continued to fight until A Company had run out of ammunition. Despite the radios being unreliable as Digby had predicted and the bugle calls being used most in the battle, the message "out of ammo, God save The King" was radioed out before Digby was captured.

Because of his injury, Digby was sent to St Elizabeth's Hospital but escaped out of a window with his second in command Captain Tony Frank, when the German nurses had left them alone. After creating an escape compass from buttons on his uniform, Digby and Frank headed towards Mariendaal. Upon arriving, they were hidden by a Dutch woman who spoke no English before being put in contact with her neighbour. He disguised them as painters and moved them to Derk Wildeboer's house. Wildeboer was a local leader of the Dutch Resistance in Ede. They then met Menno de Nooy of the Dutch Resistance who gave them a bicycle. Wildeboer had a fake Dutch identity card made for Digby to allow him to pose as Peter Jensen, a deaf-mute son of a lawyer. Digby used the bicycle to visit fellow soldiers in hiding and the Germans did not recognise him despite him helping to push a Nazi staff car out of a ditch and German soldiers being billeted in the same house that he was staying in. Digby then gathered 150 escaped soldiers to head towards the front line. This was known as Operation Pegasus. Digby and the soldiers cycled to the Rhine and Digby flashed a V for Victory sign using Morse Code with his torch. Members of XXX Corps then ferried them across the river. 

Upon return to the United Kingdom, Digby was awarded the Distinguished Service Order. He also wrote a report on the Battle of Arnhem Bridge that resulted in Lieutenant Jack Grayburn's posthumously receiving a promotion to captain and being awarded the Victoria Cross.

After leaving the army, Digby retired to his estates in Kenya, where he is credited with inventing the modern safari, where animals would be photographed rather than hunted.

A number of Digby’s siblings served in WWII, including his older sister Kit, who served with the Hadfield Spears Ambulance Unit. She narrowly escaped from France in 1940 and later served in the desert where she was awarded the Croix de Guerre for her gallantry in driving through machine gun fire to reach some wounded French soldiers.

#wwii #history #wtf #crazy people #stories