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satcrvz · 1 month

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CHAPTER SIXTEEN; TWO IDIOTS

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“move your bubble butt out the way,” yuuji instantly straightens his back and glares at you.

“yn, please im literally trying to make the house look presentable while you sit on your ass warming yuutas seat”. his comment earned a snicker from megumi, which yuuji made a mental note of.

nobara shuts the fridge and shouts from the kitchen, “you wouldn’t need to make it presentable if you hadn’t invited the whole population over”

you think yuuji may be your number one hater and supporter. clearly he’s trying to help you, but at the same time you feel non confrontational.

“speak your truth. yuuji and megumi are literally the reason the living rooms fucked up”

a few minutes after the four of you finish “cleaning,” if you could even call it that, maki, inumaki, and yuta show up. as they enter the apartment, inumaki glances around the place.

"so did you guys just decide not to clean or what?" this earned him a slide flying by his head, courtesy of yuuji. while almost everyone is engaged in their own banter now, you make your way over to yuta, praying that it's not going to be the awkward interaction that you have in your head.

you smile as you approach him, "did you bring the ice cream?" his eyes slightly widened as he brings his right hand up to scratch the back of his neck. "soooo," you laugh at his awkwardness, "i ended up buying it but my dumbass left it at the house"

"that's not a problem, we could go get it since your house isn't that far?" you suggested. "wouldnt we miss the movie?" his question is genuine.

"nah we have time. it’s not like they’d agree on a movie anyway." he shoots you a smile before grabbing the lanyard that hung out his sweats.

"guys, me and yn are going to get icecream, it won’t take long!" maki shoots him a look that tells him not to fuck it up. yuuji acknowledges yutas statement, "oh, can you get popcorn? there’s like one bag left and i know all of you aren’t willing to share"

"oh we actually weren’t—" you’re cut off by yuta, "we’ll get it, it’s fine!"

. . .

"why’d you agree? i was trying to save you the trouble." he cranks up the car, "it’s fine, besides, do you really wanna be there when they fight over a movie? shit gets ugly." "you’re right," you say in between laughs.

the ride to the store was no more than 10 minutes, most of it consisting of you flipping through songs, due to you not really knowing what he listens to.

after he parks, he raises both of his hands up and looks at you, "do not move." you smirk and raise an eyebrow at his actions, not really knowing what his plan was. that was until you saw him get out the car and go over to your side and open the door.

the smile was evident in your voice, "what are you, prince charming?" as you get out the car, he dramatically bows, "anything you want me to be your highness." this earned laughter from the both of you.

the two of you entered the store and right as the sliding doors opened yuta probably asked the dumbest question you've ever heard.

"we're supposed to be getting popcorn right?" truthfully, he was trying to make conversation after ignoring you for the past few days.

"jeez yuta, you drove us and you don't even know what you're here for?"

he gave you a grin, "i got us here safely, no? thats gotta count for something!"

as the two of you roam isles in search of popcorn, you find yourselves indulging in random conversations from embarrassing childhood stories to things your friends have done. it's effortless, the way you connect with each other, as if you've known each other for much longer than just a few weeks.

you spot the aisle that the item would be in, and reach over to grab his shirt to steer him into the aisle. his eyes widen at the gesture, clearly being caught off guard.

the two of you scan the shelves for a good brand with a reasonable price. you both decide on a box and head to the checkout.

"hey. you aren't slick, i saw you slide those kitkats"

you bring your finger to your chin, "hmm, i don't recall. maybe it's a ghost telling us we need to get them."

the both of you quickly got into the car and drove to his house to get the ice cream he bought. surprisingly it was a really quick stop, he told you to stay in the car and darted into, and back out the house.

by the time the two of you had got back, unsurprisingly, they were still fighting over a movie.

"yn, yuta, please settle this dumbass debate," nobara pleads.

yuuji obnoxiously says that it should be the conjuring, while maki counters and suggests spider-man, but more specifically andrew garfield’s.

"guys.. yuuji may be right for once. conjuring sounds good as fuck right now"

megumi brings his hand up to his hair, clearly stressed you picked opposite of him "dude just get back in the car you’re unwanted." nobara brings her hand to her mouth clearly trying to stifle a laugh, while inumaki has no shame and does it anyway.

"bitch? i hope your 'situationship' unadds you." this nearly made yuta start praise dancing. his thoughts ran wild of "i have a chance oh my gosh" "she just might fuck with me.." "never will i doubt maki again"

your voice brings him out of his chaotic thoughts, "yuta! pick one!" "oh uh, conjuring i guess? never seen it"

bad idea. he felt like he needed a life saving medical procedure, he’d nearly shit himself 3 different times. the only thing that made the movie slightly tolerable was you sitting on his left. yuujis sitting on the floor and whispers, if you could call it that, and asks for some of your popcorn. you respond in a hushed voice, "no! you should’ve thought about that before you put it on four minutes."

yuta must’ve not gotten the hint not to reach in the bowl, because he took a handful of popcorn from the bowl. "oh but you’ll give your little boyfriend some. fine!" he faces back toward the tv, only to be met with a handful of popcorn flying at his face from maki telling him to shut the fuck up.

the rest of the night went smoothly but somewhere in there you found yourself knocked out on yuta. during the credits, inumaki and yuuji were laughing at him for pretty much not moving a muscle.

you woke up to an almost abandoned couch, just maki sitting on the end. you quirked an eyebrow, "where’d the rest go?" "outside."

"i do have a question for you though," the little people in your head are panicking right now, "do you like yuta?"

you sheepishly smile, "uhm. . . yeah he’s a good friend i guess?" she gives you a look that a disappointed parent would give their kid, "you know what i mean."

"i guess? yeah. i probably started liking him when i streamed with him for the first time, he’s really sweet."

she hums in response, and right in time, nobara comes back through the door with toge, and yuuji, megumi, and yuta trailing behind her.

do we fw the chapter.. did not proofread this

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love-byers · 2 years

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it’s been a year, mike. (MAJOR BYLER REVELATION INCOMING---MUST READ)

mike and will constantly saying "a year" or "all year" when talking about the time since the move when it's only been six months keeps me up at night

i saw people talking about how they say a year when it was only 6 months because they’re idiots in love and are being dramatic. as cute as that is, i didn’t really buy it until RIGHT NOW. i just saw it as a cute headcanon, but now i see that the writers could be enabling you to make this realization by use of subtext.

allow me to explain

^ these are the three times they say it

at first i thought the writers may have just used year because that’s less confusing for the audience because 1 year time jumps have been used before in stranger things and are super popular in books/movies/tv shows. BUT, it clicked for me that that doesn’t make sense. the timeline in stranger things has always been acknowledged. throughout s1 we hear the amount of time will has been missing several times (as far as i remember). in s2, mike counted the days el had been gone. he called her every night for 353 days. when el and hopper argue in s2, el uses specific numbers to tell us how long she’s really been with him. in s3 hopper specifically says ‘6 long months’ when talking about how long he’s been dealing with mike (lol). that's the same amount of time between s3 & s4, yet mike and will don't say 6 months, they say year. there’s a date at the start of every season. and in s4, el says this in her letter to mike.

185 days = 6 months (almost on the dot)

the writers have specifically told us how long it’s been since they moved, down to the amount of days. and it’s 6 months, not a year. this makes it very hard for me to write off mike and will saying ‘year’ as just the writers slipping up. also in el’s letter, she says this:

this is INSANE.

mike and will are saying the wrong amount of time. the writers aren’t stupid, they know how much time has passed since season 3. THEY WROTE IT. i’m a writer as well, and i know how much time is passing between what im writing because I CREATED IT. IT CAME FROM MY BRAIN. and like i said, the stranger things writers have proven to be very keen on dates and time. all of this happening in the same season is not a slip up, its on purpose. stranger things 4 had a 30 million dollar budget PER EPISODE. do the math--that’s 270 MILLION DOLLARS. and yes, i know they supposedly forgot will’s birthday, but that’s different. his birthday is a date that was mentioned one time and served no purpose aside from creating emotional tension in that one scene. none of their birthdays are important to the plot, hell, will’s is the only one mentioned in the show and it wasn’t even on his birthday. one date that was mentioned one time and never brought up again is NOT the same as continuous attention given to timelines/time jumps over the course of all four seasons. and some fans theorize that they’re lying about forgetting his birthday anyway. either way, its not the same.

so....the writers want us to know that emotions can make time speed up or slow down....and that el’s week has felt very fast because of her emotions....and then show us mike and will SPECIFICALLY deviating from the timeline established in the SECOND LINE OF EPISODE ONE “yeah, but you knew she was having problems for months and didn’t tell me.” “its been six months, mike.”, or “it’s been months, mike.” or not even including that line at all, or “the past couple months have been weird” would’ve worked and stayed in check with the timeline we’ve already established. but when writing those scenes, they chose to say year. which is flat out wrong and way off from the actual time they’ve been apart.

and what did el say makes time speed up or slow down? emotions? oh, okay got it

the first two times mike and will say it’s been a year are in the same scene: the rink o mania fight. emotions are high. they’re in a pretty serious fight. its not about something dumb, it’s about their ten year friendship and how they’ve grown apart. their friendship is VERY important to both of them. (remember when mike said asking will to be his friend is the best thing he’s ever done?) the third time it’s said is when mike is opening up to will in episode 4. it’s a very emotional scene. mike is being honest and vulnerable with his feelings. in this conversation he apologizes and admits that will didn’t deserve how mike had been treating him, which mike never does to anyone else. he admits his relationship with will is different and home isn’t the same without him, and that he feels like he lost will and wants to be best friends again.

and the obvious: emotions making time speed up or slow down doesn’t just apply to in the heat of the moment occasions. (in theory) mike and will are in love. the six months they’ve been separated felt like a year to them because of their emotions, just like el said in the letter. and mind you, will is canonically in love with mike, yet they’re both acting the same way about this. it’s not just will. it makes sense for six months to feel like a year to will because of his emotions, because he is in love with mike, right? well, mike feels the exact same way. this isnt even about the characters as people. narratively speaking, mike and will both doing this doesn’t make sense if it’s unrequited. one way writers show how characters aren’t on the same page about something, a relationship for instance, is whether they’re on the same emotional page about different plot points. something major and emotional happens to all the characters---now we watch how they react to it. and i don’t mean small disagreements & such, characters are allowed to feel differently about things. i mainly mean when whatever happened is painful and important to one or more of the characters. for example, steve and nancy. steve and nancy didn’t feel the same about barb, barb’s parents, and everything that happened in general. steve wanted to keep on like nothing happened while nancy was literally eaten up with grief, guilt, and trauma. jonathan was the one who was on the same page as her and made her feel better about carrying that baggage around all the time. they understood each other. and who was nancy in love with? jonathan. narratively, that makes perfect sense and even further sways the audience into understanding they’re in love.

so...what? the emotions that made mike and will’s six months apart feel like a year to them is....friendship? not a fucking chance. mike and el are a couple, and according to mileven fans, they’re the main couple of the show who are in love and are going to be an endgame couple. why save this incredibly romantic coded trope for will and mike, the best platonic bros? idk, you tell me. and the fact that the line about emotions came from someone in the love triangle?? and it was said to someone else in the love triangle?? not a coincidence.

edit: someone reblogged and pointed out how el said 185 in her letter to mike that we SEE him reading. there is no reason for him not to know how long it's been. so either he isn't paying attention to a damn thing el says in her letters or he is just extremely in love with will

another edit: i keep seeing reblogs of people saying they're probably referring to the time since mike and el started dating, which i used to think too. but the context when mike and will say a year makes it hard for me to believe.

"but you knew she was having trouble for like a year and you didn't tell me"

here mike is specifically talking about el's bullying problem which has only been going on since the byers have been gone and she enrolled in school. what he's talking about is something very strictly related to the time since they moved, and it's been six months, not a year.

"you called maybe a couple times. it's been a year, mike. meanwhile el has like a book of letters from you."

will is again, very specifically talking about something that strictly happened between the time since the byers left and the start of s4. he's saying how crazy it is that it's been a whole year and mike has barely called. but it hasn't been a year, it's only been six months.

"the last year has been weird, you know? and you know, max and lucas and dustin, they're great, they're great, it's just..it's hawkins it's not the same without you. and i feel like maybe i was worrying too much about el...i don't know maybe i feel like i lost you or something."

this one i will cut some slack, i think he could be talking about literally the last year, as in since the beginning of 1985. but immediately after he starts saying how home hasn't been the same without will (and separates his relationship with will as being different than his relationship with max dustin and lucas and even el), something specific to the time since they byers have been gone, six months, not a year:

in conclusion: mike and will referring to their time apart as a year when it’s only been six months is not a mishap on the writer’s part. they go out of their way to make sure you know exactly how much time has passed, down to the number of days, and they put this much attention on time in every season. and in the same season mike and will do this, there is a line in the SECOND LINE OF THE OPENING SCENE OF THE SEASON about emotions making time go by faster or slower.

byler is going to be a s5 surprise, but its not coming out of nowhere. there’s piles of subtext in every single season---enough that when you look back, it all makes sense. small details like this aren’t outlandish because this is without a doubt the length writers will go to keep something hidden, and in byler’s case and many other tv show plots case, to keep something a surprise. and for christ’s sake, WATCH THE SHOW! the amount of attention to even the TINIEST details in stranger things is insane. they put so much thought into everything---not just ships, and not just byler. idk how many times the writers are going to have to say details matter and that there are no coincidences until people believe them.

anyways, byler is endgame. thanks for reading :)

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zujime · 2 months

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─── vi

cw. best friend’s ex! vi, fluff, implied fem reader (no pronouns used tho), acquaintances to lovers, (slight) slow burn, cuddles, sharing a bed, movie nights, pet names mentioned: princess, babe, hun, gorgeous.

note. a lil somthing i conjured up during my period insomnia :)) I'm running on one hour of sleep ya'll mrgh... anyway, should i make another part?

best friend’s ex! vi who you only ever saw in passing when she was still with your bestie. why they broke up was always a topic your friend never really expanded upon but they got off on somewhat good terms—though you do recall the prolonged stares vi would give you when she’d come by.

best friend’s ex! vi who you happened to stumble upon when going to get your lunch at the cafe that was across from your job right after you finished your shift. you remember hearing that she wasn’t really a fan of the food here because “the food ’s just glorified hospital food”, though the silly jab at her comment is caught in your throat when she greets you; silver eyes soft as they flicker between your eyes, scarred lips curling into a shy smirk as the velvety soft sound of her voice reaches your ears.

best friend’s ex! vi who you gave your number to after that same encounter to keep in touch—she’d text you during your breaks to ask silly questions and take your mind off work stress and later call you after your shifts end. and those calls end up lasting far longer than intended, either up until someone falls asleep or till someone’s phone dies.

best friend’s ex! vi who takes three weeks to ask if you wanna hang out, you know, as friends? inviting you over for a movie night at her place on your day off to watch the movies you’d been dying to watch but never got around to. you were able to get through the first two but as soon as the third movie started, you began nodding off before vi felt your head softly fall onto her taut shoulder—your lashes ghosting the exposed skin as you slept peacefully, drooling a little.

best friend’s ex! vi who chuckles slightly at the sight and at the warm, heart-swelling feeling you give her whenever you call, text—hell, whenever she sees your face. she turns the tv off before picking you up and tucking you in her bed before she goes to sleep on the couch.

best friend’s ex! vi who you wake up and walk down the hall to see laid out on the couch, limbs hanging off the couch from under the soft blanket she had on—low mumbles could be heard from her sleeping form, faint yet audible, though they’re cut short as she stretches and slides a hand over her face in hopes of wiping away the sleep, eyelids heavy as she peers at you.

“how long have you been watching me?” her voice still carried the taunt with a softness as she spoke groggily. you feel your face grow warm at her question, despite it being a tease but you brush it off and thank her for letting you stay the night even though none of you intended to have a sleepover. she hums in response before getting up off the couch. “it was like—three in the morning—and i am not some asshole who would’ve just let you go home alone, princess.” the pet name slid so effortlessly off her tongue as she passed by you, to go shower.

best friend’s ex! vi who you find yourself hanging out with more and more, and the pet names she’d give you only seemed to grow—not like you had a problem with it. she’d call you things like babe, princess, and hun far more than she’d ever say your actual name, she even calls you gorgeous, though rather sparingly because sometimes she feels like she’s going a little too far.

best friend’s ex! vi who you refuse to tell your bestie about every time she asks what you’re thinking about whenever you zone out during your monthly outings.

“what’s with that face?” she inquires, giggling a bit at the shamelessly lovesick expression you wore. “what face? what’re you talking about?” you snap back to reality, eyeing your friend anxiously as you listen to her response. “you know, that face people make in those really cheesy romcoms from the 2000s when they’d just met the love of their life or something…” she trailed off, now squinting at you in suspicion. “...are you seeing someone?” “...” “hello?!” “girl, no! i’m thinking about when imma get my mfing food.”

best friend’s ex! vi who you practically live with at this point—because of how often you two have sleepovers, she has a majority of your belongings all around her apartment; your clothes in her closet and dresser, your extra toothbrush and hair products, fav foods/snacks and drinks in the fridge, etc. though, she still insists on sleeping on the couch whenever you stay over despite you stating you have no problem sharing the bed. eventually, she caved—reluctant at first as she squirmed under the comforter to get comfortable beside you until she finally was able to fall asleep.

best friend’s ex! vi who at first when sharing the bed with you, would often wake up to make sure she wasn’t crowding your space or being touchy in any way. but the moment she woke up to your arms draped over her frame, she softened and decided to just let herself sleep—burying her face in the crook of your neck and holding you close as she slept, yet she still tries to be mindful of her movement so she doesn’t wake you.

best friend’s ex! vi who you realize is a huge sucker for physical affection. oftentimes brushing her hand against yours in hopes of holding it but hesitantly refraining from interlocking fingers when in public. and when the two of you are alone, she desperately leans into whatever you give her—head scratches, movie night cuddles, pinky holding, tracing her tattoos with your fingers, anything.

best friend’s ex! vi who realizes she has feelings for you during one of your typical movie nights, but the look you gave her when the movie ended—eyes reflecting the television screen so prettily as you tilt your head slightly to peer up at her before speaking, but whatever it was you said had completely gone through one ear and out the other as the skin of her ears slowly became a deep red.

"fuck." was the only thought that crossed her mind as she stared at your soft eyes. "vi?" you murmur, a little worried at the expression she wore. but she abruptly stands up before excusing herself and heading to the bathroom.

best friend’s ex! vi who you spent the last few days worrying about—is she ok? is she sick? did you make her uncomfortable? thoughts seemed to race through your head endlessly until she asks if you could come over real quick, through a text.

best friend’s ex! vi who—despite having met multiple people before—gets nervous when you step foot in her apartment. in her eyes, the feeling of her words falling messily from her lips as she spills her guts to you feels weird. but when you creep close to her—lips mere inches from hers as your breaths mingled and eyes heavy-lidded—that feeling dissipates.

best friend’s ex! vi who gets lost in the sea that is your lips as you drown in the feelings she was too scared to show you. callous hands slotting themselves needily on each side of your face, pulling you deeper into the kiss with every shared breath, begging never to part. almost as if accepting her request, you rest a hand against hers, smiling into the searing kiss before finally pulling away for air and softly gazing up at her silver orbs.

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amourduloup · 2 months

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Sorry if you've already talked about this before, but what do you think about the notion that horror is generally bad because it has a misogyny problem, and that exploitation / r&r films are problematic and the ppl who watch them are suspicious? i don't really know how to explain what i mean too well but i know you usually have very nuanced takes about this kind of thing 🤍

i think i understand what you mean, no worries 🖤

honestly i don't think horror has a greater misogyny problem than any other film genre, though how the problem presents itself may be different. it's maybe more blatant within horror but not necessarily worse. movies have a misogyny problem across all genres, i don't think horror is special in that. horror films do inspire some strong reactions though, so i can understand why it prompts more discussion in that vein.

rape & revenge is a particular case, and it's difficult to discuss. i have a lot of thoughts about it, but i find it hard to put it down in writing because they're not very cohesive. i actually did a little research and asked around for material about r&r because i wanted to give an informed opinion but i didn't find much. it'd be easier for me to discuss particular movies anyway, because i don't think i've explored the genre deeply enough.

there are some &r movies i really really love and i know some people watch them because they find the degradation of women titillating -- that upsets me but it doesn't stop me from enjoying or admiring the movie itself. some r&r movies are, in my opinion, really interesting and engaging and i'd go so far as to call them beautiful and thoughtful. of course for each of those you'll probably find a greater number of misogynistic drivel -- but i can't affirm that for sure because so much of my experience has been guided by what other women have watched, enjoyed and recommended, so i've probably avoided whatever didn't have much to offer. but then that's always really subjective -- for example, i don't care for i spit on your grave but my mom sort of loves it. i don't think her opinion is any less valid than mine, and i find opinions differ a lot when it comes to r&r.

i do have a question that i'd like to pose to you but also anyone else reading this, which is -- what you think of when you think of rape & revenge? do you consider only exploitation movies or do you also consider titles like the virgin spring or kuroneko? because of course there's a lot to be discussed about exploitation films, and how some directors managed to make genuinely interesting works while trying to remain commercial and please a certain audience. like, there are things in r&r exploitation films that i could do without but i can still admire the final result. but then sometimes i think of like, thriller: a cruel picture and how the pornographic scenes impact the movie in a way that i personally find interesting because it makes it all the more brutal, and the director really managed to make it all very non-erotic and even cold and distant... sort of going through the motions in a way that imo fits perfectly with what's going on.

but there's just so much to discuss about exploitation and about r&r specifically, a lot of my thoughts are not very cohesive or well informed. i'm curious to know how others feel about it, especially other women, and i'd love to discuss it more. but it's hard to give a solid opinion because i can see the matter through many different angles. like, of course the fact that r&r often targets a male audience while exploiting the suffering and degradation of women is a problem and reflective of a bigger one. but many r&r movies have genuine value and, more importantly, have real value to a lot women.

#idk i could go on and on without ever giving a final opinion ksksks i think there are many sides to this #and mostly i'm interested in women's varied opinions on these movies but like #i can say i've taken a lot from some r&r movies which remain personal favorites #asks

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blueberrypancakesworld · 11 months

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Hey bae, I've enjoyed your lords of chaos fics so far and I really liked the hcs and I just wanted to ask you could make one for necrobutcher? He was so fine in the movie but no one ever talks about him :)

Hello anon happy that you enjoyed my works so far. Pretty cute in the movie but the only voice of reason. So I hope and everyone else likes this little story and as always have fun readinf :)

It's over

warning : fluff, hurt/comfort, mention of suicide

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Disclaimer : I don't want to glorify anything, it's about the actors who play a role, not the real events.

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°The two of you actually met in the supermarket one day. You wanted to buy something for you and your flatmate, who didn't really have anything any more. Almost the same was true for Necrobutcher the bass player and member of Mayhem he was still something like the voice of reason.

°Just as she was going to the section with the muesli and other packaged foods, she saw a black-haired young man. From then on, the two of you got into a conversation, or rather, he made the first move. A bad joke, a little laugh and a question about what all the patches on his jacket were for.

°There was a spark between the dark mysterious basist and the simple medical student. Which is why he not only wrote her number on her hand, but also lied her into the next rehearsal of Mayhem in the dried-out hut.

°She would be lying if she didn't find him attractive. There was something about him that was slightly mysterious, funny, realistic and, from what she had heard, not as evil as the news described all those statists. Which is why she went to the cottage at the weekend.

°When she arrived and went into the old hut, she quickly realised that it had seen better days. ,,Hey, Y/n, come with me, I'll show you the others!" he called cheerfully from the kelelr and wrapped her in a hug before they went downstairs. There she met the rest of the band from mayhem - nice but somehow strange people.

°Sitting down on the floor, she watched the band animatedly. Even though the music wasn't really her cup of tea at first, she soon felt herself swaying and humming along to the lyrics and cheering the band on. Before she pulled Necrobutcher into her arms, slightly embarrassed, and praised him.

°Staying with the band throughout the day, a small partx took place in the evening, where she not only had fun but also sat on the couch with the black-haired man and watched a film to ignore the noise from outside. He had his arm around her and she had her head on his shoulder. A cute moment that ended the evening with them kissing. The first kiss of many that night the two somehow ended up in a relationship.

°She quickly realised how sensitive, emotional and devoted he was. He listened to her problems, hugged her, kissed her and was there for her. He was indeed the most socially normal of mayhem and understood her worries that one day something might happen. Even though they both supported each other.

°But the day came when it would happen. The suicide of Dead and Euroynmou's exaggeration. He had gone too far and exploited his friend's death just for the sake of success. That same day, she got a call from Necrobutcher from a phone box who was more than upset and asked her to pick him up because his bike had a flat.

°As soon as she got into her car and drove off, she was worried. It was bound to happen sometime, she thought bitterly and sadly, before stopping at the phone box a few minutes later and getting out. She held the distraught and almost tearful Necrobutcher in her arms for a moment. She just held him and he mumbled and apologised for something he couldn't do.

°Then they loaded the fahard into the car and drove to him, as his family was not there at the moment anyway. Sitting down together on the couch, he rested his head on her lap and was quiet. But she was also quiet and just stroked his head. ,,It's going to be all right...they're gone, you don't have to go there any more," she said and only saw the brief nod. A moment later he sat down and wrapped her in a grateful kiss and held her hand. ,,Thank you for everything," he murmured and put his hand on her cheek.

°Not knowing that the past would catch up with them both. The suicide was only the beginning, then Faust's murder of the gay man and finally Varg's murder of euronymous. It was terrible, and yet the two survived the time together. They moved in together, helped each other and lived normal, free lives as best they could. Knowing that the horror had only made them both stronger.

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@mayhem-things , @bvg-w1res , @beldamama

#lords of chaos 2018 #lords of chaos #mayhem #lords of chaos necrobutcher #lords of chaos necrobutcher x reader #reader is female #fluff #angst #hurt/comfort #mention of murder #mention of death #jonathan barnwell

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miyuhpapayuh · 1 year

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7. daydreamin'

Stevie officially has a month left before she turns twenty one. The final step to being fully legal.

She flips the page in her poetry notebook, starting another lovey dovey one.

It isn't love,

But it damn sure isn't too far off.

Maybe, this is the biggest crush I've ever had.

Maybe...

I see that look in your eyes.

The one that everybody was pointing out.

The heaven look.

I'm starting to look at you like that, too.

You're my favorite.

She's been feeling this way for almost two weeks; the same amount of time that it's been, since their last date and what could've been the wildest night of her life.

Rod's been getting more hours at his job, Lee's. He works at a hardware store.

She hasn't been able to see him like usual, which is honestly starting to bother her.

She’d had a conversation with her father yesterday. He apologized like ten thousand times, also tossing in that her mother was also very sorry, but she wasn't budging on her just yet.

If she's sorry, she knows my number.

She told him that she was dating someone and he's very happy for her, surprisingly.

Of course, he won't be meeting him or anything, any time soon, with everything that took place just a couple months ago.

He's got a long way to go. They both do.

"Babe," Rod calls from downstairs.

She hops up from the bed and heads out into the hallway and leans over the railing to find him standing by the door with two bags of food, beside a smiling Tyler.

"Hey boo, your boyfriend bought food and I possibly ate a couple of your shrimp. Sorry." She tosses her keys on the counter and heads up the stairs, still smiling at her.

"You're not sorry." Stevie squints.

She shrugs her shoulders and heads into her room, closing the door behind her.

She heads downstairs and watches him sit the bags on the table in the dining room. He pulls her to him by one of the loops on her jeans, kissing her cheek.

"I know we were supposed to catch a movie later, but I figured we could chill here. I can actually talk to you," he chuckles to himself.

"That's fine, babe. I'd rather stay in, anyway." She says, turning around in his hold and kissing his lips. He pulls her in for another one.

"Good, cause I got your favorite."

He releases her and pulls a container out the bag and opens it, revealing shrimp alfredo with two pieces of garlic bread.

Her stomach rumbles at the sight.

"Ooh, that looks so good! Thank you, baby."

She heads into the kitchen and grabs two forks. He pulls out the other container, grabs the bags and heads into the living room to throw them away, while she also grabs two wine glasses and the red wine that was left over from last time.

He smirks at her, while she sits everything down on the coffee table.

She rolls her eyes and plops down on the sofa, tucking her left foot underneath her right leg.

"You gonna finish your wine, this time?" He teases, while reopens her container and begins twirling her noodles around her fork.

"Says the person that barely touched his." She quips, grabs the remote and begins flipping through the channels.

"You're right. I was too busy touchin' on somethin' else." She side-eyes him and goes back to eating her food.

She reaches for the bottle, but he grabs it a second early.

"I got it. Reach me your glass."

She slides her glass across the table and stuffs another forkful into her mouth.

"What do you want for your birthday?" He slides her now, semi full glass back towards her.

"Thank you," she says, "I haven't really thought about it. I usually buy my own presents or get something from my parents or Tyler."

"You don't want me to buy you anything?" There's a hint of hurt laced in his words, making her feel bad.

"I mean, if you want to— I just don't want you spending your money on me. I'm a pretty expensive person."

"That's not a problem, babygirl." She sighs.

"How's that not a problem?"

"Because, you're my girl. I'm not saying that ima go buy you something extremely expensive, but I want to make sure your birthday is a special one."

"Okay— you're right." He nods, but his gaze doesn't leave her face.

"If I hurt your feelings, I'm sorry. I appreciate you." He slides his hand across the couch and underneath hers.

"I mean, you bruised me a lil bit, but it's all good." He winks, causing her cheeks to heat up.

"So... y'all haven't done anything??"

Stevie sits across from Tyler on her bed, jotting down stuff in her mini planner.

"I mean, we got pretty close to actually having sex, a couple weeks ago. I just don't know why I'm hesitating." She clicked her pen, closing the planner and sitting it down beside her.

"Hm... are you nervous?" She asks, getting a shrug.

"I was. I think I'm just anxious, now. But, I don't wanna come off as being too anxious, ya know?" She nods, while a smirk pulls at the corners of her mouth.

"What are you smirking for?"

She hops off her bed and heads over to her closet, beginning to rummage through her clothes.

"When's the next date night?"

"Uh, probably the end of the week. Why?"

She steps away from her closet, holding a crème off the shoulder crop top sweater, a tight black skirt that doesn't even look like it'll cover her vagina and some strappy black heels.

"You want me to wear that??"

She scoffs and tosses the stuff on the bed, pulling Stevie up in the process.

"At least, try the stuff on."

She rolled her eyes and pulled her T-shirt over her head and stepped out of her shorts, turning her back to her, unhooking her bra, before grabbing the shirt.

"Stop acting like I've never seen your itty bitties before, Alaina." She laughs.

Stevie waves her off and stares at the shirt, trying to figure just how the hell she's going to get this on her body.

"Pull it over your head."

She pulls the thin material over her head and tries sticking both arms through the sleeves. She hears Tyler snicker behind her.

"One at a time, child."

She huffs and tries to work with the shirt, while it works against her. She finally gets it on and smooths it out. It's a bit longer than she thought it'd be.

Next, she grabs the skirt and shimmies into it.

I was right— it barely covers anything!

"Okay.... I like the top, but this skirt is a no. A hell no." She says, turning around to see her smiling.

"Girl, you look fucking hot!" She claps. Stevie rolls her eyes and pulls the skirt off and hands it back to her.

"Only you can pull that off. I'll be right back."

She heads into her own closet and pulls out the only pair of jeans that fit kinda tight on her and puts them on.

She walks back into the room and twirls around. "Now this is more like it."

Tyler sits down and blinks at her friend, completely unamused.

"Your outfits are so.... safe."

Stevie's mouth drops open.

"Well excuse me, if I don't wanna be out here with my vagina exposed and my boobs pushed together to create some damn cleavage."

"Are you throwin' shade?"

"Yes. You literally only dress appropriately when you go to class, and even then, do you push it. But that's you! That's not me, and I'm not about to make Rod drool over a girl that you've created. It wouldn't be real."

She sighs and picks at her lavender stiletto nails.

"I was just trying to help..."

"I know. But, that was a little too much."

She throws her hands up and sighs heavily. She rolls her eyes.

"Guess that's what I get for trying to spice up your wardrobe!" She falls back into her pillows.

"Bitch, shut up. I know how to put an appropriate outfit together. I could even put a slutty one together, but this isn't the conversation nor the time for that." She says, grabbing her pen and planner off her bed and heading back into her room.

"You know you want that dick, Stevie! Quit playin'!"

She closes her door and tries her best to ignore her comment.

Pulling the outfit off and sitting it back in her closet, she pulls on a t-shirt.

"She really did the opposite of helping me,” she laughs to herself. "I said I don't wanna come off as anxious and what does she do? Make me look like I'm ready to get fucked at any given moment!"

She huffs and searches for her remote, turning the tv on and flipping through a couple of channels; the usual black and white movies from the 40s, waiting to exhale, which has been on all week, and talk shows.

She sighs and turns it on Rugrats, turning the volume down and laying back on her pillows.

Her mind starts to wander off to that place, where it doesn't need to.

Ugh.

"I've always dreamt of this moment, babygirl..." he mumbles above, her legs resting on either side of his waist, while his noticeable erection is pressed against her. She keeps a grip on his shoulders.

"So have I. I don't wanna wait anymore."

His lips press against hers, making her see sparks again.

His tongue glides across her sweet spot, causing my inner thighs to tremble.

She slides her hand down between them and reaches for the waistband of his sweats. He smirks against her skin.

"You ready, huh?" He smiles and then everything fades into a blur…

"Mm... mmmh." She rolled over and opened her eyes, sighing before pulling the covers up over her face.

Another wet dream.

"If you're done moaning in your sleep," Tyler's voice makes her jump up, "it'd be a great time to get out of bed."

"First of all, you're rude. Second, you should learn how to knock instead of just standing there like a fucking creep and third... why?"

"Because, your birthday is in less than twenty three days and you need an outfit! Get up, cause I'm not taking no for an answer."

She sighs and sits up, running her hands through the mess that is her hair. She looks over at the clock, it reads twenty-five minutes after one.

Pulling the sweaty covers back, she quickly rushes past Tyler and towards the bathroom.

She snickers before heading back into her room, closing the door behind her, while Stevie closes the bathroom door and locks it.

She strips out her clothes and turns the water on making sure it's really hot, before stepping directly underneath it, letting it drench her hair and body.

The "forbidden" thoughts return, this time completely clouding her brain.

She huffs and leans against the wall.

I keep feeling his rough hands caress my skin. His plump lips all over my neck... those broad shoulders flexing while he's deep insi—

Her hand wanders in between her legs and rubs at the most sensitive part, until her knees start to buckle.

"Mmm..." she whimpers, that tingly feeling spreads throughout her body, making her back arch.

A squeal flies past her lips, she covers her mouth and keeps going.

Something swells inside of her, causing her hand to involuntarily smash against her clit. Her chest caves as the heat rushes through her body.

"Fuck.... fuck!" She moans, biting her bottom lip roughly, gyrating against her palm until the feeling becomes overwhelming and her mind goes blank for like five seconds.

"Stevie," Tyler knocks on the door, pulling her out of my clouded world. "Hurry up, girl!"

She pulls herself together and grabs her soap and puff, beginning to scrub away her impure thoughts and actions.

She steps out and wraps a towel around her body and another one around her hair. She grabs her toothbrush and toothpaste and does her hygiene routine.

Another round of knocks sound on the door. She unlocked and opened it.

Tyler comes in and reaches inside the bottom cabinet for her flat iron.

"Damn, it took you long enough." She plugs it in and looks at her through the mirror.

She rolls her eyes and continues brushing her teeth.

"You look flushed."

She ignores her and spits the minty contents out and rinses her mouth out.

"So, where are we going?" She asks, changing the subject and grabbing one of her fluffy rags to dry her face off, squatting down and grabbing her blow dryer from underneath the sink.

She's still staring at her, while pulling the iron through her hair. Stevie stares back at her and plugs the blow dryer in and grabs her wide-tooth comb.

"I don't know yet. But what I wanna know is why do you look like you've done something you weren't supposed to?" She actually turns to the side and looks at her, now.

"How? I'm literally just looking at you. What are you talking about?"

"Stevie Alaina, I know when you're lying to me. You're terrible at it."

She focuses her eyes on the mirror and turns the dryer on.

"Stevie," she yells over the heavy noise, "you know I'm gonna pull it out of you!"

She pulls the comb through her hair until it becomes dry and poofy. She places the dryer back underneath the sink and grabs her shea butter oil, running it evenly through her hair to give it some shine and moisture.

She reaches inside the top drawer for her own flat iron and plugs it in. Tyler still hasn't stopped staring at her, causing her to sigh heavily.

"Why won't you just tell me?"

She defines her middle part and sits the comb back down, leaning against the wall.

"Because, I'm embarrassed that I'm not embarrassed."

"Hm. You had a wet dream or something?" I suck my teeth.

"Well, you pointed that out when I got out of bed! That's not it."

She furrowed her eyebrows. "What... you in here masturbating or something?"

She laughs, hearing the ugly word leave her mouth.

"I hate that word, but yes."

Her mouth drops open.

"I'm a little shocked! I don't see why you'd be embarrassed, though."

"Well, I thought you heard me or something. I didn't even realize what I was doing."

She says, as they go back to doing their hair.

"What do you mean?"

"I zoned out and started thinking about Rod, and then..." her face starts to heat up, so she trails off.

"Aww shit," she pokes her side, "I bet he be strokin' himself thinkin' bout your fine ass, too."

Stevie laughs, now wondering if he felt the same way.

Now standing inside Bloomingdale's, she skims through a couple of dresses; all overpriced and not cute.

Tyler, however, has managed to find two dresses, and of course they both look like they consist of a single thread.

"Aren't these cute?! Ima go try them on!" She scurries towards a dressing room, while Stevie continues her search for something— anything!

"K, look at me." She steps out of the dressing room in the first black and lace ensemble. It actually looks really good on her.

"You should buy it! It looks really good on you."

She flips her hair over her shoulder and thanks her, before heading back inside.

She gets almost towards the end of the rack and finds a dark red mini dress. It has a plunging v-line that stops just below her breasts.

She grabs it off the rack and heads into a dressing room.

"Did you find something?" Tyler yells from behind the door.

"I'm trying something on, right now. Hold on."

She pulls her clothes off and slips into the velvety fabric, before facing the mirror and instantly falling in love.

"Oh my gosh!" She flips her hair over her shoulder and twirls around.

"Lemme see! Lemme see!" I step out of the dressing room and Tyler's mouth falls open. I giggle and reach out to close it.

"Girl! You look amazing!" She runs her finger along the fabric, smirking to herself.

"If you don't buy this, ima be really upset."

"Well, it's your lucky day! I'm definitely buying it." She squeals and rushes back into her dressing room, with Stevie doing the same.

She pulls the dress off and puts her clothes back on. They head up to the counter to checkout.

"Well well well... if it isn't ghetto barbie."

She looks up and sees the same white girl from the club and the coffeehouse, heading towards them. Tyler changes her stance, glaring at her.

"Ghetto? Becky, you better back the fuck up."

The girl scoffs.

"It's actually Darla, but that was cute."

Stevie rolls her eyes. Of course her name is Darla.

"Anyway," she looks back at Stevie. “Nice dress. Special occasion?"

She tilts her head to the side. “What's your obsession with me, love?"

She smirks.

"Oh, it's not with you. I just don't understand how a guy like that would want a girl like you."

She gives her a blank stare and hands Tyler her dress, which she gladly takes.

"Obviously, you're hard of hearing." She says, stepping closer to her, keeping her hands at her sides.

“So, I'm gonna tell you one more time.... stay away from my man or I'll beat your ass."

Darla smirks.

"Oh bitch, I'm not playing." She pushes the middle of her chest roughly, making her stumble backwards.

"You keep it up, though." She smiles.

Tyler laughs and bumps past her as they walk to the register and purchase our dresses.

"She a bold bitch, ain't she?" Tyler nudges her.

"Yeah, but she ain't stupid."

“Ion know,” Tyler says.

Back at home now, Stevie's been on the phone with her mom for the past hour, and it's been everything but easy.

She went from apologizing, to Stevie telling her how she felt that day and how she feels about her currently, to her yelling at Stevie and trying to reclaim her parental right over her and Stevie shutting her up.

Now, she's just rambling on about how her mother treated her and how she feels terrible about doing the same thing to Stevie. She sits down in her chair and sighs.

"Okay.... I honestly don't care about it, anymore. But that doesn't mean that what you did wasn't wrong. I don't care if you are my mom, you had no right to do that to me. Period."

"I know that. I'm trying to make it up to you—"

"–You're doing a fantastic job."

She sighs.

"Alright, Alaina. You'll be twenty one in a couple weeks. I've got something for you, but I wanna know if you'll allow me to send it to you?"

"Yeah.”

"Alright, I'll call you next week."

"Alright."

"I love you."

She rolls her eyes, before saying “yeah, I know” and hanging up.

"She blows me." She says, standing up and walking towards her closet, beginning to find an outfit for her date, this evening.

They're meeting up at the mall.

She rummages through the hangers, finding a dark red, off the shoulder crop top and her high waisted jeans. Having already showered, she slips her clothes on.

Pulling half of her hair into a ponytail and leaving the rest down, she slides her feet into her black sandals, applying lip gloss and spraying perfume all over.

She walks out of her room and into Tyler's to tell her that she's leaving. Her door is cracked open so she pushes it open.

"Hey Tyler, I'm about to— oh my God!" She jumps back into the hallway and almost falls on her ass.

Tyler screams and jumps up, covering her body with her clothes. Whoever she's in there with starts laughing

Stevie heads towards the stairs with her hand over her chest.

"Stevie! Wait!"

She continues heading downstairs and ignores her, starts looking for her keys to get out of here as fast as she can.

"I'm sorry, girl. I thought I closed the door." Tyler runs her hands down her face in distress.

She huffs and continues looking for her keys.

"It's cool. I was just letting you know that I'm leaving."

"Where the fuck are my keys??"

Tyler heads into the living room and grabs them off the table, handing them to her.

"Calm down, girl.”

She gives her a small smile and thanks her, before leaving.

"Are you sure you're okay?" She sucks her milkshake obnoxiously through her straw, while glancing up at Rod.

"Mhm." His thumb rubs circles into the exposed skin underneath her crop top, sending a chill through her.

“Yeah,” she shifts in the booth and he sighs, removing his hand from around her.

"Seriously... tell me what's goin' on." He turns to face her, while she sits her cup down and nervously stares at the table.

"I uh.... I've been having these dreams about you." She glances at him and sees the stone expression still plastered on and looks back down.

"What kinda dreams?" He asks.

"What kind do you think?" She spat, growing kinda irritated for even having to explain how she's feeling.

He rubs his hand down his face, before that famous smirk spreads across his plump lips.

She bites her bottom one and looks away, again.

"Why you ain't tell me?"

She rolls her eyes and keeps her gaze focused on the window beside her.

"Aye girl," his thumb and pointer finger grasps her chin and turns it in his direction, "I'm talking to you."

"I didn't tell you, cause I was embarrassed." She whispers the last part.

He shakes his head and moves his face closer to hers. She breathes through her nose, while his dark brown orbs make it hard for her to focus on her surroundings.

"Ain't no reason to be embarrassed, babygirl..." His soft lips peck hers.

"Especially, since I been havin' them about you, too." He admits, kissing her again, this time, lingering behind.

She places her hand on his chest, reluctantly pulling away.

"You have?”

He nods, licking his half glossy bottom lip, making her insides flip.

"Hell yeah. I'd be lying to you, if I said I wasn't feenin'."

The thud that's usually felt inside her chest is being felt in so many other places.

Closing the door behind them, he picks her up and sits her on the kitchen counter, her nails raking against the back of his neck as his tongue glides over her sweet spot.

"Mm— wait... wait," he moves away from her neck and stares at her, something in his eyes has shifted.

"Not here."

He picks her back up and heads toward the stairs. Her legs tighten around his waist.

"Which room is yours?" He resumes kissing and sucking on her neck.

"Second door on your left." His teeth tug on her earlobe, causing her to yelp. He chuckles and pushes her door open.

Closing the door behind himself, he tosses her on the bed.

He takes her sandals off and reaches for the button on her jeans, peeling them off, smirking at her eagerness to help as she kicks her feet.

"Mm," he runs his finger over the wet spot on her lace panties, making her jump from such close contact.

He looks up at her. "Can I taste you, babygirl?"

Her mouth drops open as she tries to form words, but hearing those words come from his lips just has her stuck.

All she can do is nod.

He chuckles and plays with the soft flesh of her thigh. She lets out a shallow breath.

"I need words, vie."

"Yes."

He tucks his fingers into the waistband and pulls them down, revealing her wet lips. His thumb immediately finds her clit and starts rubbing it in the slowest circles.

Her head lolls back. A jolt rushes through her making her close her legs, only for them to be pried back open.

"Keep your eyes on me, okay?"

She nods, again.

He sinks down on his knees and pulls her towards the edge of the bed, placing both legs on his shoulders. His eyes lock with hers, as his tongue swipes along her slit.

Her mouth falls open and she reaches out to palm his head. His hands reach up underneath her shirt and caress her breasts.

He continues to drag his tongue from top to bottom, then suckling her clit into his mouth. Her eyes threaten to flutter closed.

"Oh my God..." she moans, the feeling that's growing in her stomach feels ten times better with him being the cause.

Her back arches away from the bed once he replaces his tongue with his fingers, bringing her close to her breaking point.

"Does it feel good?" He has the nerve to ask.

“Yes,” she gasps, gripping his arm tighter and grinding against his hand. He adds another finger and begins flicking his tongue against her clit.

"I'm so close, baby!" She whimpers, biting her bottom lip as her body trembles.

“Give it to me, baby.” He mumbles against her.

"Ugh! Right there! Right there!” She begins to push him away, as the pleasure becomes too much.

"It's coming! Ooo fuck! Oh fuck!" The knot in her stomach tightens, until it bursts and she sees stars.

Her thighs tremble against the sides of his face as she comes down from her high. His sweet kisses on her inner thighs help.

He crawls on top of her and kisses all over her breasts, leaving little hickeys behind. She cradles his head and places kisses all over his face.

His lips meet hers, their tongues wrestling as she tastes herself on his. She moans and pulls him closer.

His lips move back to her neck, this time sucking roughly. She moans and grips the back of his shirt into her hands.

"You taste so fuckin' good."

"Mmm... your mouth feels so good on me."

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shoppncarticles · 1 year

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Mewthree

Y’know, in writing all these reviews, I’ve had quite a few people call me a Pokemon MASTER. I know, I know, I’m extremely modest and humble and so on, but what’s more important here is that I keep seeing mention of a Mewthree when researching for these articles. But the strange thing is, I can’t find any consistent information on what exactly it’s supposed to be! I mean, there’s an original Mew, and there’s a Mewtwo, surely there COULD be a Mewthree, right? If that’s the case, why haven’t I been able to find any solid leads on what exactly it is, huh? Alright, look, since time’s getting a bit tight on this I’ll have to cut things short and just delve into all the information I could find on Mewthree - but I can’t guarantee you that I’ve found the real thing. Not yet.

This was the first lead I got, and it seemed promising for a minute. After all, I found all these forum posts and news headlines about a supposed new Mewtwo-like Pokemon that was revealed for the Pokemon X and Y games during their pre-release period, but then I looked closer and saw that it was just Mega Mewtwo Y. Yeah, yeah, egg on my face, but EVERYONE was thinking this was Mewthree for a while after it was shown off. Cut me some slack.

This... thing also came up when I searched online for Mewthree information, and while the name is literally right there, I am sad to say that this is actually just a Clefairy using Transform to look like Mewtwo. It comes from the Pokemon Pocket Monster manga which- hey, wait a second! Get out of here, Pokemon Pocket Monsters! I’ve talked about you more than enough times on this blog! Your weird, uncouth humor and off-model style aren’t welcome in a serious post like this!

Yeah, that’s right. Scram.

Anyways, back on track. Where were we? Oh, right. There was this picture of a Pokedex entry that seemed pretty promising, after all this is supposedly another clone of Mew, more successful in that it better resembles the original. Problem is, though, that it’s number 290 in the Pokedex rather than, say, 152. What’s worse, it’s labeled as a PokeGod. I just discussed this earlier, but there’s no such thing as a PokeGod, those things are all just baseless playground rumors. Looks like this is a dead end too.

The next one I came across was a few pictures of the anime featuring a Mewtwo-like creature clad in slick robotic armor. Could this be Mewthree, another humanoid clone of Mew, only this time upgraded to cyborg status? I was hopeful, but sadly this is only the real Mewtwo wearing said armor for training purposes in the first anime movie.

A similar thing happened with this design, which was actually added to Pokemon Go as a catchable monster a while ago. Now, don’t be fooled by how different the design is this time around, this too is just Mewtwo in some training armor, but this time for the CGI REMAKE of the first Pokemon movie. A bit of a shame, since the weird spikes extending from its back would’ve made for a cool step up from the previous potential Mewthree design, but I digress.

Okay, okay, let’s tone it back a bit here. This is just getting silly. This isn’t even close to Mewthree, it’s just Shadow Mewtwo. From Pokken Tournament. I mean, the weird crystal protruding from its shoulder is cool and all, but all that we’ve got here is a dark Mewtwo. That would’ve been lame as a real Mewthree.

Alright, now I’m really confused. This isn’t even close to being Mewthree. This thing’s name is... uh... MechaMew2. It comes from Pokemon’s extremely short-lived and horribly unsuccessful stageplay adaptation, Pokemon Live. Yes, that was a real thing. In it, MechaMew2 serves as the ultimate weapon that no Pokemon can beat, like real Mewtwo before it, but gets defeated with, uh... the power of love. Which then causes it to self destruct because it wasn’t given any love by its creator, apparently. Okay.

Look, we’re real far off from what really could be a Mewthree at this point. I’m sorry, I’ll try and get back on track in a minute here.

Ah, there we go, that’s better. I finally found the actual name again! And it’s level 3 to boot! I was really sold when I saw this screenshot, I mean it’s from the GBA games and everything! You can imagine how quickly my hopes were dashed, though, when I discovered this was just a fake image someone made to prank a bunch of gamers online. A real shame too, since this definitely looks like it could’ve been the real deal... look at that polished head! Clearly this is a more refined, more perfectly engineered Mew clone.

Okay, well, how about this? Mewthree X! It’s much more angular and sleek than any of the Mews before it, even more closely resembling Frieza Dragon Ball with its orbular head. Could THIS be the Mewthree we’ve been looking for?? Unfortunately, it seems to only be yet another fake.

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I mean, I was really hopeful when it turned out there was video proof of the thing appearing in-game, being fought and caught by an average player... but then I come to realize that it’s just a ROM Hack, meaning all this Mewthree X malarkey has been for naught!

Maybe it’s better to just throw in the towel at this point. This one isn’t even close. Mewtrance? Where’d you get that name from? This thing’s almost in as worse a state as Ditto is, being reduced to weird psychic globules. I don’t know how I would feel is the whole Mewthree mystery ended up with this thing being the answer. Thankfully, I know better than to trust it this time.

I’m sorry to say that my list of potential leads ends here, though. I just couldn’t find any other solid leads on what Mewthree could possibly be. Every one I managed to turn up ended up being fraudulent in some fashion. Is it possible that... Mewthree doesn’t actually exist at all? I mean, that can’t happen, can it? People all over the internet keep mentioning Mewthree and how it ties into the series in some way, they can’t all be mistaken, can they? Surely someone has the answers I’m looking for. But I can’t find them, at least not before this article needs to go up. So, sadly I’ll have to wrap things up for now. If I manage to find any more Mewthrees in the future... I’ll let you know. Until then...

#pokemon #pokemon review #mewthree #april fools #mewtwo

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I was thinking of posting some g/t dream plots after seeing this post because they do make good little stories but I also don’t want to start another another ANOTHER (x20) new story. Please take these two off my hands, and if people like them I’ll try to dig up some more.

A very out-of-the-blue g/t dream:

So there’s this ship of lively seafaring crew who deliver goods across the world like merchants. They’re a tightly-knit family, taking in most people who ask to join because those who ask often come from nothing or very little. It all started with a man and his wife who lost their son early on, and had since brought up their boat, business, and family through sheer willpower and determination. The old couple are still the most powerful command on the ship despite having long given the role of captain off to one of their many adopted children/crew.

One day during a storm, the newest member of the crew, a scrawny lil guy who everyone’s grown to love, falls overboard into the ocean. The crew is heartbroken, especially the old couple, who saw their son in the boy. However, once the storm subsides, the wife claims she still feels he’s alive. At the next port, the couple announces that they’re going back to find the boy, and gather supplies for however long the journey might take. Many of the crew doubt he’s alive, but go along anyway, they are a family after all.

They sail back to where the boy fell overboard, (altogether it had been months since then after finding harbor, and then supplies, and then the slow return trip scouring the ocean) and another storm blows in exactly where the original one was, dragging the whole ship down into the sea by massive waves. By then, the rest of the crew had retreated below deck, but everyone blacks out the moment the ship goes down. When they awake, they find the ship plowed into the beach of an island. An uncharted one at that. Size is flipped here. Bugs are the size of houses and wild jungle cats that prowl around are only kitten sized. Grass and flowers become trees while real trees take the place of grass and flowers.

Unfortunately the crew, having been on the boat when they were transported, shrank with the size of the ship, which was fairly large. They’re fighting for survival the best they can, but it’s not going very well. Suddenly, the ground shakes and through the jungle brush steps the kid. The storm had taken him to the island as well, growing him to mingiant height. He recognizes the ship (now the size of a rowboat) and rushes over to find his family all alive and unharmed. A happy little reunion occurs as both the kid and the family gush over how they never thought they’d see eachother again. The boy takes them back to his little home that he made so everyone’s safe.

That’s as far as the dream took me, but I like to imagine they made a new boat and got out, maybe restoring their heights in the process.

A g/t dream that happened suspiciously soon after seeing the Antman Quantumainia movie:

The dream started out with two lovers, a guy and girl, both scientists and inventors. Though none of their insane inventions actually worked/were given funding, they gathered enough money to buy a countryside cottage house far away from their problems and start a new life. They were married and worked on funky lil projects together. Their inventions progressively kept getting crazier until one day they cracked the code for inter-molecular travel. (This could cure any number of viral diseases by going in and fighting them head on, and even genetic ones by potentially re-organizing cell reproduction to skip over harmful strands of DNA)

They celebrate their victory and the husband suddenly starts crying. His partner asks what’s wrong and he says ‘nothing! I- I’m glad we figured this out in time!’ Apparently he has cancer and isn’t going to be around nearly as long as he thought. However, before they test the machine to try and save him, a Kang-the-Conqueror-type villain appears out of the new machine and tries to take over. The husband and him duke it out while the wife desperately tries to fix the machine to send him back.

Husband manages to cut the villain’s suit (which he needs to breathe in such a new world, like a space suit) and the villain dies. Shortly afterwards Husband falls to the ground having been given a fatal injury in the fight. There isn’t a hospital for miles around, and even then it would be too late. Her husband dies in her arms.

(timeskip)

A few years later, a new person moves to town. She’s a young inventor wannabe herself and heard rumors of the secluded widow that was once a brilliant mind. She finds her tinkering with stupid machines (like the unserious ones from the funnier mad scientists in Honey I Shrunk the Kids, Back to the Future, Epic, etc), and gets barred from entering by some crazy device.

As an aspiring inventor herself, she reverse-engineers the device that’s stopping her from getting inside and tries to talk with the woman. At first she keeps giving no answers and telling her to leave, but the newcomer is persistent and keeps coming back to help. Eventually the two come to some friendship. The younger one becomes her apprentice, but also teaches her a few things herself being only a few years younger than the older inventor.

One day Apprentice finds the old inter-molecular travel machine and (being science-y and studying it for a moment) realizes what it’s for. She excitedly asks if it works — if it’s possible — but gets immediately shut down and the machine is yanked from her hands and hidden away again. Inventor tells her it’s not safe and she should never touch it again. Of course, where would our story be if she listened to that?

Apprentice secretly takes the machine home and works on it herself, getting it to run after working on it for some time. In her spare time (and possibly by stealing parts from Inventor) she builds a small spaceship-looking vessel that can take her down where the machine goes. She boots up the thing in her front yard (the ship is too big to be in the house and the backyard is too wooded) and goes on her own. Wow! So many cool things! She’s having an awesome time and doesn’t understand why Inventor was so scared of it.

(we zoom back out to the normal front yard)

Apprentice put her small dog behind a locked dog door to keep him from messing around in the yard while she does her thing. Unfortunately, the mailman comes up to the porch to deliver a package, stepping past the machine with nothing but a confused look. The little dog goes nuts the moment the mailman steps onto the porch and bursts through the flimsy plastic to chase him. He runs off the front porch and trips over the machine, damaging it before quickly speeding away.

The machine is rapidly dying and the ship can sense it, sending out an alarm. Apprentice rushes back to the surface before the connection is cut, but doesn’t make it in time. She’s stuck at about half a centimeter tall. Some weird cells/creatures grow with her too and she sees them all spasm and die in front of her through the ship’s windshield, simultaneously realizing that if she were to step outside, the air would be too large to breathe and she would die too. Thankfully, both the suit and the craft have the ability to synthesize smaller air from the larger one. However, she’s still trapped at a ridiculously small size.

A day later, Inventor comes looking for her because she didn’t show up to the house. She becomes terrified as she looks into the front yard and sees the dead machine. Had a similar fight occurred to the one she witnessed? Was her friend lying dead somewhere, and the Kang person wandering around ready to take the world?

Thankfully not; the now much smaller Apprentice made camp by the machine and Inventor spots it while assessing damages to it, figuring out what must’ve happened in her head. Her friend isn’t in the camp (off scavenging to survive) and she fears that they died. Inventor calls to Apprentice in a normal voice, which would be like shouting through a megaphone to their very tiny friend. Apprentice rushes back to camp, waving her arms wildly, so so happy that they were found before the inevitable happened. Inventor tells her to get in the ship (which is reinforced to go through the entry and exit phases) and brings it carefully inside to a counter where she can see her better.

Thankfully, there’s an intercom on the ship for talking between the person out in the suit and the people on the ship (just like any space suit). Inventor reprograms it and is able to hear their friend through the intercom. Apprentice starts crying, apologizing to Inventor over and over again, saying that she was right, it was dangerous and she should’ve listened to her but now it’s too late. Inventor gently calms her down.

Though she’s angry that her friend used the machine after she warned her about it, she’s clearly learned her lesson, and worse. Apprentice gets scared and sad (as anyone in her situation would be) telling Inventor that she’s ruined her life and will be stuck like that forever. See, if you stop the process halfway through, whatever height you stop at becomes your new true biological height. Trying to pull her back up with the machine won’t work because her systems wouldn’t see that as bringing her back to normal height. That is her normal height now.

After the initial terrifying few days of organizing things and getting used to simply being around someone so vastly different in scale, Inventor comes up with an idea to create a machine that basically does the opposite of what the old one did. It could be used to vastly grow someone instead of vastly shrink them. Apprentice dejectedly points out that she thought of that already, and did the math. The process will multiply anything’s mass instead of dividing it, simple as that. At a normal human size, that would multiply two big numbers together and make them absolutely massive. At her size, the number would be much smaller. At best she’d be about six inches tall.

Inventor nods, having done the math themselves, and asks her ‘surely you’d rather be the length of my hand than the length of a pen tip, right?’ Apprentice agrees and they set to work. Time goes by and their relationship grows ever closer as they learn to live together and trust eachother.

At last, the machine is done. Apprentice steps in and grows to — as calculated — about six inches tall. At last she doesn’t need the suit to talk and breathe; she doesn’t need to hide away from everything, even the sun itself, which was a lot hotter as half a centimeter tall; she doesn’t need to constantly be surrounded by food and heat in her little ship, lest she quickly freeze or starve to death. Overjoyed, the two share an awkward little g/t embrace. Both celebrating the fact that they can easily walk around and talk to the other without fear.

Time goes by and they become even closer through various little g/t scenarios — closer than either expected. After a while, they decide to destroy both machines and any records of them permanently. They’re way too dangerous to be kept around. Apprentice can’t go through the growing one twice (cells would stretch to decay) and Inventor is too afraid to mess with the shrinking one to try and make her height more accommodating to Apprentice.

This duel destruction actually negates all previous effects, and Apprentice suddenly pops back to normal size. The two happily share a true embrace for the first time in years. A bit of romance/drama stuff ensues as both struggle with their feelings for the other, which grew from friendship to love while they were living together. Eventually, Apprentice tells Inventor that she loves her and Inventor gets even more conflicted because they love her too but.. her husband.

Idk what happens in between (there was a very poorly timed timeskip, but because of the ending I know they end up together)

So I imagine Inventor learns to let go and move on. I remember watching a Studio Ghibli looking montage of pretty hand-drawn backgrounds (since the thing is animated in my dream) of them doing things that lovers do. There was a heartwarming ending scene where they add their first true invention they made together to the little memorial that Inventor and her husband made of their first one.

The end I think. I woke up after that. Honestly my favorite g/t dream to date, despite not being in it myself.

#again if anyone wants to write or draw these #be my guest #i don’t think I’ll do much more than daydream about them #g/t #giant tiny

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ordinaryschmuck · 2 years

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Walt Disney Animated Pictures Studios from Worst to Best-Part Six: The Top Ten BEST Disney Fillms

Salutations, random people on the internet who certainly won’t read this! I am an Ordinary Schmuck! I write stories and reviews and draw comics and cartoons.

Here it is: The top ten BEST movies from Walt Disney Animated Pictures Studios. These are the films that are masterpieces, being films that you must see if you’re a true Disney fan. If you don’t like them…that’s fine. But trust me when I say that there are FAR worse movies to hate then these ten. They made it this for for a reason, and let’s find out where they fall, shall we?

#10. Moana-And now we have the movie that perfectly represents the modern age of Disney. It leans even more towards comedy, works harder to perfect CGI animation, and often pokes fun at Disney’s tropes while still embracing them. Sometimes it works, but other times…

…Yeah.

I will say, the biggest strength Moana has is its titular character. She’s still the princess–

“She’s not a princess.”

SHUT UP!

Anyways, she’s still the princess who wants more, but there’s a difference between her and other princesses: She actually does most of the work in saving the day. Sure, Maui (who is also a pretty great character) helps her along the way, but only to teach her the basics of wayfinding. When it comes to actually doing the mission, guess who does most of the heavy lifting. And you can argue all the logistics in calling Moana a Disney Princess, she’s at least the first one I can think of who actually governs her people and genuinely leads them. Can’t really say that about a lot of the other Disney Princesses, who just sit around and waiting. So, while some things…

…don’t work in the slightest, I can at least appreciate Moana for giving us a princess who gets s**t done rather than relying on a big, strong, handsome man to do most of the work for her.

#9. Aladdin-...This is one of my favorite Disney movies. I love its animation with how fluid and expressive it can be, "One Jump Ahead," "Friend Like Me," and "Prince Ali" are some of my favorite Disney songs, and the characters are just so wonderful. Jasmine's probably not the best role model to have, but she still bounces well off of Aladdin for me to look past it. Jafar's motivation is basic, but his personality is so over-the-top that it more than makes up for it. Both Iago and Abu are solid sidekicks, with the late and great Gilbert Gottfried giving a few laughs as Iago. And do I even have to say anything about Robin Williams as the Genie?

But, by far, the best thing about Aladdin is, turns out, Aladdin himself. He's not only one of my favorite characters in the movie, nor my favorite character in a Disney property, but Aladdin is one of my favorite fictional characters. He's someone who gets out of a situation not with his might but with his wits. And I love a hero like that. One how outsmarts a villain rather than outfight them. That right there is a genuine role model to look up to, and I'm all for it.

Aladdin will always hold a special place in my heart. It might not be number one, but only because there's a difference between saying something's the best and something being my favorite. Still, it earns its spot.

#8. Mulan-“But you ranked Pocahontas so low because it was so historically inaccurate! Why is this different?”

THE HISTORICAL INACCURACIES WEREN’T THE PROBLEM AND YOU KNOW IT!

While Disney certainly took some creative liberties, they still remembered one important detail: Mulan is a hero.

Did the real Mulan kill dozens of Hun soldiers with an avalanche and single handedly save the emperor? Probably not. I don’t know jack about history. But, hey, at least the movie recognizes that she was an honorable soldier who did indeed earn the emperor’s favor only to deny the job he offered. Plus, Movie Mulan is an entertaining character even despite certain changes for the film. She worked hard to be a good soldier, was smart enough to outthink a general, and kind and respectable among her men. Now, is it weird that they gave Mushu a little too much influence on this version of Mulan’s journey? Yes. But do you want to know what’s a little less weird and a little more awesome? A “Disney Princess” wielding a sword. I mean, she rarely uses a sword, but it’s still awesome. On that note, it’s actually great how much this movie roots for “girl power” without trying too hard. Mulan isn’t this perfect warrior who wowed everyone the second she joined the army. It took time, effort, and a whole lot of training to do what she did, proving that any young girl could be like her. Everything else can be a bit inaccurate, but that little fact will always be true.

Also, if you’re worried about how China feels about this film, just know that they hate the 2020 remake more. So, you know…take that for what it is.

#7. Tangled-I always forget how funny this movie is. Almost every single moment has me cackling from the great comedic timing, slapstick, expressions, and delivery from…basically every single character in the movie. Everyone has their own comedic quirks that make them hilarious and add so much fun to the film…Except for the King and Queen, who have the most heartbreaking scene that is perfectly illustrated without a single word.

This brings me to another part of Tangled that’s great: the drama. Despite the great humor, there are still some tense and emotional scenes that succeed in getting the right reaction out of me. Mother Gothal, specifically, sells it as being a realistic manipulative kidnapper, who gives me goosebumps with how accurately she deals with Rapunzel like many real life kidnappers would. It makes her a decent threat, while still being well-balanced by her cynical humor. And that’s another thing about Tangled: The comedy and drama are both equally balanced, with neither feeling like they take away from the other. If there’s anything to complain about with Tangled, it’s that the animation is starting to show its age despite it being made in–2010?!

This movie came out in 2010?! I remember seeing it in theaters with my parents and sister! Is this what feeling old feels like?! Am I old now?! F**K!

Ok, well, anyways, this movie’s great. It’s funny and emotional in all the right ways even if the animation isn’t as great as it once was.

Also, yes, I’ve seen the show…it’s not my thing. NEXT!

#6. Wreck It Ralph-The comedy in this movie is hit or miss. There are some good jokes every now and again, but there are many more that just gets me rolling my eyes. But that’s fine because the comedy isn’t what makes the movie special. It’s the characters.

Ralph’s motivation is understandable, even if he does make some pretty risky decisions and a handful of mistakes. He still manages to put things right and, eventually, his heart is in the right place when dealing with Vanellope. Speaking of which, Ralph and Vanellope’s relationship is all kinds of wholesome, making it heartwarming seeing them bond and even heartbreaking seeing them…go through some stuff. They’re a great dynamic duo, and are much more entertaining than Felix and Sergeant Calhoun, who…could have had a relationship that was funny but was overall just…meh. But do you want to know what wasn��t ‘meh?’ The villain. I won’t give away who it is, but Wreck It Ralph is the only case where a Disney Twist Villain was done right. You see hints of who they are and what they’re planning scattered through the movie, to the point that if you paid close attention, the big reveal wouldn’t have been that surprising. Plus, the villain’s pretty funny to boot, both in what they say and how they move.

Overall, Wreck It Ralph is solid. The comedy was a little weak, but the foundations that the characters lay make for a great, standalone movie…That never had a sequel. Shut up.

#5. Lilo and Stitch-Yet another childhood favorite of mine. And, dang it, I can’t name a better movie that fills me with greater joy than Lilo and Stitch. Particularly because of, well, Lilo and Stitch. Both are well-written and well-directed characters that make this movie what it is. Lilo is one of the most accurate child characters in fiction, feeling authentic in her behavior and desires. She wants friends and people to like her, it’s just that, unfortunately, no one understands the things that Lilo likes or just how her mind operates. The only person who understands is Nani, who, despite some frustrations, genuinely cares about Lilo, wanting to do anything and everything to keep her around. Their relationship together not only brings forth some heartwarming moments, but even some compelling drama that hits me where it hurts.

And then there’s Stitch. A character that is equal parts adorable and disgusting, crafty and insane, and even hilarious and heartbreaking. Stitch is the whole package, and the slow build of his loyalty to Lilo is as believable as it is endearing. And with Stitch comes Jumba and Pleakley, who add most of the humor through their failures to capture him as well as dealing with Earth. Some say they take away from the drama with Nani and Lilo, but personally I don’t see it. I’m still invested with what Nani and Lilo are going through despite some cartoonish sci-fi nonsense. If anything, they add more humor, which I’m not going to knock. Not with how much both of them get a chuckle out of me.

I might be biased because this is one of those movies I’ve watched a dozen times as a kid…but I don’t care. I felt nothing but happiness when watching every minute of it, and if a movie can still do that to me all these years later, who am I to complain?

#4. The Lion King-This movie is best described as grandiose. The animation is larger than life, there are some epic set-pieces that are both musical and action packed, and the score is a wonder to the ears. It’s incredible to watch…even though there are some problems to be had. For one, there’s the characters. None of them are bad by any means, but there are a few that get to me a bit. The main source of my issues is Scarr. He was an engaging and terrifying villain with a silver tongue that got him everything he ever wanted, but once he actually gets what he wants, he becomes a wuss AND a bully somehow. Then there’s Timone and Pumba, who are funny…to a point. There are times when they get annoying and you can actually see how they influenced some of the more aggravating comedic animal sidekicks in the worst possible way. Finally, there’s the message, which is a well-intentioned one. It’s good to teach kids that they need to learn from the mistakes they’ve made in the past rather than put those mistakes behind them. The problem is that the lesson falls a little short when Simba doesn’t really make that big of a mistake to own up to. Scarr killed Mufasa. Not Simba. So he really has nothing to own up to other than leaving, which wasn’t really his fault either. It feels weird to rank The Lion King higher than others films, as I’ve seen past and even future Disney movies that have better characters and well executed morals. Yet, with how much work that went into making The Lion King the spectacle that it is, I can’t help but rank it higher. Other films did things better than it, but, eh. Hakuna Mattata, is what I say.

#3. Frozen-”NO!”

Hear me out!

“NO!”

Hear! Me! Out!

Once upon a time, we all loved Frozen. And those who didn’t respectfully agreed that it is worth being loved. But then Disney kept shoving Frozen into our faces and our ears to the point where we all got so gosh dang sick of it, where even those who loved the movie started avoiding it like the plague. Suddenly, a movie that was originally flawless started being remembered more for it’s flaws. For one, Elsa is more of a plot device than an actual character. She isn’t bad, but it’s not a good thing that her big song feels a little empty when there was no real build up to her embracing her wild side. And the movie also has the most infamous Disney Twist Villain to date, having a character that comes with a well intentioned message of not trusting a pretty face, but is horribly executed with how the character acts pre and post the big reveal.

These flaws are brought up a lot…but I still wouldn’t call the movie bad. Because, to tell you the truth, there are more pros than cons to Frozen. The other characters, for example, are actually pretty decent. Anna is adorkably endearing, Kristoph gives a lot of laughs as the film’s straight man, and Olaf…is someone you either love or you hate. Yeah, even I’ll admit he’s the perfect balance of annoying and funny.

As for the story, it is also pretty decent. The best way to describe Frozen as a modernized Disney fairytale. There are still the usual tropes and themes, but also some friendly jabs and a few altercations to make the movie feel like an improvement. Like the running joke about how crazy it is to marry someone you just met or actually making Elsa the first Disney queen instead of a princess. Turns out, queens don’t have to be evil. That’s nice.

And the songs. The songs are all pretty great…except for “Fixer Upper.” It’s…below average. But even then, it’s still catchy enough where it isn’t awful. In fact, none of the songs are awful. Yes, even the one that makes you want to shove an ice pick into your ears. “Let It Go” is beautiful in the way that it’s orchestrated, sung, and sometimes even animated, getting a genuine smile on my face when I heard it. And, admit it: Before you heard it everywhere you went, there was a time when you replayed that song over and over again, just because you willingly wanted to hear it. Maybe the song is a little empty due to Elsa’s character, but it’s still wonderful to hear and a spectacle to see.

Which brings me to another reason why Frozen’s great: The spectacle. There was so much effort into making this movie the grand film that it is that I honestly can’t hate it. It’s the same with The Lion King. There are probably better written movies in Disney’s line up…but I can’t help but rank Frozen higher for how much it amazes me. It might be a bit weird, but do you want to know what I say to that? Let it go…

Though, admittingly, there’s one thing better than spectacle. And that’s spectacle with substance.

#2. Encanto-I believe there are three things we all love about Disney: The music, the animation, and the characters. With Encanto, it checks off every one of those boxes and THEN some.

This just might be Disney’s best musical to date. The songs are all incredible, having so much life within them, making each one really stand out as incredible and addicting. Most musicals, especially ones made by Disney, tend to have one, maybe two songs that’s a bit skippable, but that’s not really the case with Encanto. I can listen to and watch every song in the movie and still have a fun time with each one as they’re orchestrated, sung, and choreographed to perfection. It’s also the choreography that should get more attention, as everyone and everything moves to the beat of each song so well that it just makes me smile throughout all of it. The animators even had a whole dance number to use as a reference when animating “We Don’t Talk About Bruno,” making it even more of a sight to see.

Speaking of, the animation is just gorgeous. This is a time when Disney really nailed the CGI animation, having fluid movements and wild expressions that makes Encanto a blast to watch. The character designs are also where the movie shines, as everyone in the main cast looks unique while still looking like a family. There are physical features that show how they’re all related, such as sharp chins and types of hair, but other features and clothing help illustrate who they are. Like Abuela Alma, who’s stiff stature and dark clothing help make her look like a stereotypical Disney villain, which not only works for her character but there’s also a good reason for it, making her seem more sympathetic than apathetic.

As for the characters themselves, they’re all really great. Most of them are mildly entertaining, while others have this vulnerability and tragedy to their characters, with Mirabel being the best example of it. She wants so badly to have this one thing. This one understandable, even relatable, desire that Mirabel so desperately goes about to obtain. And when she got it, I genuinely cried tears of joy. That’s right, Encanto is the first and only movie not to make me cry because I was sad, but because I was happy. And that’s because I felt such a connection to these characters that seeing them get what they want makes me so happy that I cry. That is powerful.

And that’s not even mentioning the great themes of generational trauma, the consequences of being considered gifted, and how you yourself are a miracle, a gift, and…GOSH DANGIT, watch this movie!

Study this movie!

Love this movie, because it really is something special. If I had to complain about anything, it’d be that I wish we had more time to spend with the rest of the family. But if the biggest problem with Encanto is that I want more of it, that’s hardly an issue. I love every aspect of it, and it’s easily Disney’s best film…Film, to be precise.

#1. Fantasia-You see, Fantasia isn’t a movie. It’s a work of art.

Do you want to know what my favorite thing to do on YouTube is? Look up fan-made animatics to songs and see what these many artists can come up with. That's basically Fantasia. Seeing artists listen to songs and offer the perfect visuals that go perfectly with them. And the results are glorious, with only one or two sections going on just a little too long. In the end, it still all comes down to a fantastic movie that shows why Disney is at the top of the animation industry. They do more than make wonderful movies and characters. They make art. Art that can be appreciated at any age, whether you're a child or an adult. There are slip-ups, here and there, don't get me wrong. But when the right people are behind the right film, you'll get what is undoubtedly a masterpiece.

And that’s why it’s so easy to hate Disney as a company. They focus more on making a successful business and less on making art. Why change the game when you can buy the things people love? That’s certainly the mindset nowadays, and it really is damaging the entertainment industry as a whole. But, every now and again, you’ll have someone who fought with every fiber of their being to make a movie that fits with the Disney that they remember. The studio where the goal was to break boundaries on animation and make something everyone can love. Not just a movie people can put on because there’s nothing better to watch. Hopefully, we’ll get more art that proves Disney hasn’t completely lost its magic just yet.

#walt disney animated pictures studios #worst to best disney #moana #aladdin #disney's mulan #tangeled #wreck it ralph #lilo and stitch #the lion king #frozen #encanto #fantasia

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mcbitchtits · 2 years

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verdantrivers reblogged your post “i will not do theme park analysis of the jurassic...”

#do a theme park analysis of the jurassic world movies

so it’s worth noting I only ever saw the first jurassic world, and i thought it kind of sucked, so I never watched the rest of them.

my main reaction, aside from “i need seventy Margaritaville Isla Nublar” shirts, was that their whole park capacity was extremely low and the resort price of getting a single person in the park was going to be, like. $10,000 a day per person. so i think there’s a lot lacking in the sequels by way of the park conceit, but given the rest of the writing that’s not really surprising.

free range ride vehicles? lol. lmao. i mean i guess at $10K a day and negligible hourly capacity it becomes sort of a moot point, but i think the interesting thing about all of that is that the inevitable result is that this “theme park” is actually an extreme luxury resort. not “a luxury extreme resort”, but an “extreme luxury” resort. already the insanely wealthy are the only people who can afford to go, but you know what’s interesting about that? it’s kind of the same problem disneyland has right now.

DL has a capacity problem. they own a lot of land in anaheim but not enough for the number of people who want to go there. so for the past 20-30 years (i’m really approximating here), they’ve been jacking up ticket prices. supply and demand, right? if you only have so much capacity, then to drive disinterest, you increase the ticket prices. it hasn’t exactly worked; disney is so successful in being THE place that people want to go to and return to that there is definitely an amount of “we will pay anything” to go there. and now a one-day park hopper ticket for DL/DCA on a high capacity day are OVER TWO HUNDRED DOLLARS. just to get in the door! that doesn’t include parking ($30), or food, or souvenirs. or hotels. the highest DL pass (yeah yeah, it’s not a Pass anymore, whatever) is something like $1400.

and you know what? disney is not disincentivized for their parks to be seen as a “luxury” product. the disney parks are the most consistently profitable part of the entire disney company. and i can assure you that profit is not going back into the parks much; relatively no more than any other product arm gets funding. in fact, in mostly just gets bled dry. (RIP to all the great live entertainment that has suffered lately.)

so what happens when you drive prices up for decades, completely detached from actual value? (unrelated: did you know it costs like $30K annually to be a member of club 33?)

well, you have a new problem: an american “middle class” family is starting to realize that disney dream vacations are way out of their budget. WDW is up there too, not just DL, because the hotels and travel are expensive as hell also. but do you know what the number one predictor of a family taking their kids to disney parks is? if they went as a kid themselves. so what happens when you have a generation of people who couldn’t, who can’t, afford to go? well, we don’t know yet, and also disney doesn’t care, at least in DL, because their problem right now is they have too many people. they jacked up the prices and tried to limit capacity and all that’s done so far is get them sued by passholders! (i don’t imagine this suit will go anywhere, but i’m not a lawyer, so who knows.)

anyway, what does this all have to do with jurassic world? again, I didn’t see the latest two or three or whatever we’re on. so this really lacks significant nuance and is mostly a reaction to the post about how Dominion felt empty because it was suffering the same problems “as a park” that the movie suffers “as a franchise”. I.E. the park designers trying for New and Novel and Big and Exciting when really it’s all messy and empty and totally lacking the critical elements that make it substantial and interesting.

I do agree with that analysis as a franchise problem; I think it haunts almost every franchise, any kind of episodic storytelling-- the urge to up the narrative stakes by upping the risk. I think that’s a mistake though, because 1) you eventually run out of room narratively, if you’re continually successful, and 2) as you grow the scale of the story, you also start moving away from the intimacy of your characters. And it’s very, very, very difficult to maintain a consistently growing ensemble. the characters we see in dominion are flat and empty and the stakes are impersonal and vacuous and there’s no narrative tension anymore because we’re not invested. (theoretically, i say, having not seen it.)

But anyway.

so my understanding is that the company that owns the dinos is doing this in a bid to create Bigger and Better and Newer, regardless, of, you know, ethics and sustainability and safety and whatnot. and the tumblr post is saying that this is a critical part of theme parks, which I think is a little bit inaccurate, or at least enough to bother me, even if it isn’t wholly untrue. theme parks are, generally, always building new attractions, and safety and interest are all parts of what goes into them. advertising the biggest/the fastest is a part of that (and it can get you killed).

but you know who doesn’t have to do that? disneyland.

of course, disney the company wants to see marketing putting up advertisements and driving sales to the park and whatnot. but disneyland has too many guests. they don’t have to actually drive people to come here because their problem right now is they can’t stop people from coming!

so why would Jurassic World have to? people keep coming to see the dinosaurs, generation after generation, enough where they’re willing to pay X thousands of dollars per person PER DAY likely, to do so. at that point, just having dinosaurs really might be “enough” of an attraction. you don’t have to dig into it being a zoo or not a zoo (or nahtahzu), because it probably already succeeds financially at its most central directive, which is get paying customers in the door to see dinosaurs.

I don’t think Jurassic Park(s) are quite a 1:1 to Disneyland, and when it comes to the storytelling, I can assure you that the limited plot construction makes zero nuanced understandings to theme parks; it’s just the conceit. But I do think it’s interesting that there is this IRL luxury ticket problem, and in my estimation Jurassic World has to be a luxury resort of a kind. I doubt they’re trucking in guests with $50 tickets just to get capacity up; the park couldn’t sustain those numbers.

On the other hand-- maybe this is completely the wrong way of looking at it! Disney also just rolled out the Halcyon galactic starcruiser vacation, which is the star wars immersive experience, and they pitch it akin to their cruise line packages. (From my recollection, it’s all-inclusive sans souvenirs.)

Aaaaaand it’s potentially flopping. It’s $1200 a night, per person. (Roughly.) It’s moderately popular, but the general consensus seems to be that the prices are too expensive to maintain full interest. And it’s not because it’s bad (though, god knows they also suffered from a lot of design cutbacks), it’s just fucking expensive. From observation, after the initial months, reservations seem to have opened up a lot. However! Disney is also hinting that they want to build one in Anaheim, which also could be that it’s popular enough with the wealthier crowd.

And then Disney also just went and did this:

The luxury market may be well and truly solid, and that wouldn’t surprise me, to be honest, since wealth inequality is greater than ever. (Interestingly, I feel like this offering from Disney strikes about right on par with my Jurassic World estimation-- it’s about $10,000 per “park”, or $5000 per day per person. Presumably including flights-- which I would assume the Isla Nublar ticketing would also.)

So! There’s two ways of looking at Jurassic World imo. I really do think they are a luxury vacation in all likelihood, and in that sense you are on a completely different playing field. People don’t buy $5000 gold-plated donuts because they like them, after all. And regardless of that, I don’t think you spend decades building and rebuilding dinosaur parks if they were 1) unpopular on their own, 2) people keep going despite the fact that people have died and the parks have imploded.

OR, and this is more in line with the original plot, it’s all capitalistic roulette. Maybe it’s so absurdly pricey that they can’t attract enough guests and they can’t feed the animals. Maybe they’re cutting corners on design to save money. It’s not impossible. But again, beyond the primary conceit-- it’s a theme park, and the attractions are inherently dangerous to the point of death, beyond mere injury-- the text doesn’t bear out much detail. (Again, I say, having not seen the newer ones.) So all we’re left with is a lot of talking around stuff, analytically.

On the other hand, there is this weird thing about theme parks: they already are inherently dangerous. The animatronics in pirates of the carribbean won’t bite your face off, but you can certainly get injured trying to climb out of the boats. And how much electronic/hydraulic force do you think is behind the motions in one single animatronic figure? Now multiply that to moving a false room that’s bigger than a literal boulder. I mean, hell. The yeti cracked its foundation, and now it’s turned off for esssentially ever. Just because you can’t see it doesn’t mean it’s not dangerous! That’s kind of the whole magic of it!

Theme parks and amusement parks and even carny rides are all about perceived risk. There is inherent thrill from walking that line between safety and danger. These are novel problems but they’re not unheard of. I don’t think dinosaurs would really be that much different. It really all comes down to execution, which is different than design (guess who cuts the checks).

Jurassic Park/World is weird, but in some ways I don’t think it’s unrealistic. It really is a matter of hitting the right or wrong market in the right or wrong ways. And where the movie flopped, out of a sense of lacking coherency or relevance or whatever-- I completely think the park could succeed, as an attraction, commercially and profitably. New custom dinosaurs or not.

#i deleted like four paragraphs of wandering off topic from this whole thing #is this coherent? i'm not sure tbh #i kind of just started rambling #also the new editor botched the formatting on this like seventy times so i apologize if there are missing parts of errors. thanks tumblr

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letsgotosaturn · 2 years

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a thought floated in my mind. i cannot feel deeply for another person anymore. or maybe i’ve never been endowed with such capacity anyway. all this time i’ve only been projecting projecting projecting myself in others and when finally i realize that it doesn’t work, that i’m just naive, that i can never understand how to be genuinely kind, i become far more self-centered.

on the other hand though, i’m starting to accept the narrative (thanks movies) that you can never truly know a person inside out but that shouldn’t be a reason to not care for them

Exhibit A

"I didn't truly understand her--or at least some crucial part of her. And it may well end that way now that she's dead and gone. Like a small, locked safe lying at the bottom of the ocean. It hurts a lot."

"But Mr. Kafuku, can any of us ever perfectly understand another person? However much we may love them?”

- setir mobilku

Exhibit B

“She says even though we love each other, she'll never know everything about me, and I'll never know everything about her. It's just the way it is.“

- yuk, yuk

i always felt that it is a prerequisite. but i guess it’s just my way of delegating my own task, of trying to understand and accept who i am, to someone else. for the most part, i felt uncomfortable being in my own skin. maybe i’m too harsh on myself though; some gentle comments from closest people i rely on have actually made me believe that. again again again i come back to this. just a typical i know my problem i know what i should do, i just need to be reminded.

ok circling back to my ego problem laid out at the top. i think i’m just too engrossed in feeling like i’m a bad person and just accept that i am not kind simply cause i can’t fully understand a person, feel what they feel. there’s supposed to be a difference between empathy and sympathy, shit i forgot which is which but one refers to understanding/acknowledging other people’s feelings from my own lens, but not sharing the feeling through and through. i think it’s sympathy [yep just googled. sly baastard]. there’s a distance in sympathy, and come to think of it maybe it’s more respectful that way. or at least that’s the first response for any major events that happens to who you consider friends.

so yea maybe not empathizing is fine, and i shouldn’t act like i know how they’d feel anyway because what i’d be doing is exactly projecting my feelings. whatever the ingredient is. most likely it’s my own personal view/experience and what i think movie characters would do. jess & det asked when i wailed to them, respectively, once “do you want me to listen or do you want me to give a solution?” iya ini gak apple-to-apple with the whole sympathy empathy thing hahaha just popped up in my head. but by acknowledging a number of variables, like the ever changing role you play in a person’s life, understanding that distance will always be there because you’ll never know a person by the book, could be nice [read: BEING REALISTIC]. i’m lucky to have felt i was surrounded by people who care enough, who knows how to help me dissect and reframe my problems.. knowing that they know makes me feel like imparting a bit of me, that i matter enough. i wish i could have reciprocate. i dont think i have the ability to ask the right questions to help, to even dare to ask a person whether they’d want me to listen or to give a solution. always felt like all i can do is feeeeeel and not elaborate on my feelings hence to only rely on that every time a person confides in me or worse, project them to people. but i guess i’m taking a step back now - not offering anything revolutionary, just to tell them i’m there. i think i finally get it, a little too late.

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myrandomscribbling · 2 years

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*sigh* Spoilers for MOM, which I haven’t seen and don’t intend to because, honestly, I’ve had enough of a specific kind of crap. But because of my interests, I’ve come across a number of things I need to respond to.

Bloody gatekeeping bullshit.

“You didn’t see the stinger, and it shows.”

No, I saw the stinger, and was immediately concerned that the character was going to be yet another attempt to capture the “magic” of the Dark Phoenix saga. So far, that appears to be right, and I don’t care for it.

“You’ve never read the comics, and it shows.”

I’ve been a fan of Wanda for literal decades. I know what she’s done in the comics. I also know that just recently there appears to be hope that she has finally, after decades of this shit, taken control of her life and may actually be on a better path, now. Has fixed some part of the damage she caused, and basically taken down multiple “people” that have hurt her. I don’t expect it to last, but I was hoping the movies wouldn’t decide to go with doing all of that again. It’s the “let’s put Gwen Stacey into a new Spider-man reboot and kill her again!”

It’s been done. I don’t need to see it again, thanks.

“How can you sympathize with someone who did those things?”

I don’t sympathize with her for what she did, I sympathize with what she’s gone through. Maybe others actually like her this way, people root for Darth Vader, after all, but that’s not me. I am just so very tired of seeing trauma and mental illness used to make another villain. What she did was absolutely awful, but there were lines in those things I don’t think she should have crossed. Like, wanting to kill a child to be with hers, or wanting to take children away from their loving mother. But she did. For reasons.

I’m not supporting her. as presented. I’m dismissing the writing for her. It’s tired and old, and so am I.

“You can’t save everyone and some people go down darker paths!”

Yes. It’s true. It’s also not in any way profound. And until the number of times a traumatized, powerful woman is able to come back from that trauma rather than becoming a monster that I come across no longer outnumbers the ones that do better, not necessarily becoming “good” and “pacifistic” but just *better*, I am going to view this as the destructive, hackneyed trope that it is.

Maybe I’m just not noticing because the ones that do better aren’t as obvious? It’s possible. But some more spectacular “I made it stories” might be nice, anyway.

“You’re just reacting this way because she’s pretty.”

I’ve reacted this way to a mutated mandrill. At least he got a better ending, if this is in fact her ending. And, honestly? The fact that traditionally good looking women are so often written this way makes me wonder about the creators that want to put them through this crap, more than a little. Not calling out any individual creators, because that would not be fair, but about trends and society as a whole.

“She came back at the end!”

She did. And then died. A powerful woman sacrificing her life to right what she did doesn’t have near the appeal it used to, especially in this case. Again, if she’s actually dead. Whether she’s meant to be alive or not is entirely irrelevant until she is slated to make another appearance.

It’s interesting that they had Moon Knight, where the star has some severe problems and trauma, and he’s mostly a hero. He’ll kill, and there is a still darker thing there as well, but the two principals eventually come to terms. And then there’s Wanda. I wonder where the difference lies?

It might not be sexism on the part of the current creators as I just implied, but let’s be clear, even if it’s not consciously, all those times that it happened to her that they’re drawing from? Almost certainly informed by misogyny to a greater or lesser extent. And I only say “almost certainly” because there were so many, some of them might not have come from wanting to hurt this fictional woman. Again.

But, at least she was ultimately written to come back from those events. Frequently by other writers.

In the comics, she’s come back from this kind of thing multiple times. Mostly, those events were not so personal or visceral (there are exceptions), and I feel like that’s harder to come back from. They have limited time to do anything about this because of the nature of movie making as opposed to comics, and I won’t hold my breath. They have an out, because she was under the influence of more than just grief and pain but also of corrupting magic, but if they just leave her dead after this, it goes in the bin with so many other characters.

That Olson wants to do the “No more mutants” thing doesn’t give me a lot of hope, even if there is more to her story. But this is about the character and how she’s portrayed, not about the actress, who has some problems being cast in this role in the first place. Maybe it’s better for her to be gone, but the treatment of the character in that case would still leave a bad taste in my mouth.

As always, yes, this kind of writing is sometimes, maybe even often, done for traumatized men as well. It’s just I run across it so much more for women, especially powerful women, that it’s what I’m going to focus on.

#scarlet witch #fandom critical #multiverse of madness #mom spoilers #moon knight spoilers #wanda maximoff

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lemonflowercat · 3 months

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it's complicated: ch.01

i got stuck in freeze mode today, and i think it's because yesterday was a "fail day". i don't think i know very well how to regulate emotions that are associated with failure. anyway, although i did none of the things on my 75 soft list, i did get other things done - meal prep, laundry, some chores. i also watched a decent movie. ate 2 decent meals and then, a fight with A + luteal phase exhaustion made me cave into fast food. the highlight of my day was, while waiting at the ENT for A, this lady who was there to get her daughter checked, turned to me and handed me her business card. she kindly informed me that she was a health and fitness coach who has a big group of women she conducts "online fitness classes" for on Zoom, and said i should definitely join because, i quote, "you will look beautiful if you lose weight." it was kinda sad but mostly funny. i couldn't even be angry because i feel like we're from different generations and different worlds altogether, i just felt sorry for her and all the women in her class for believing that their beauty/worth was tied to a number on a scale. --- which is still something i find myself believing in on my lowest days. <sigh>

on a tangent,

i've started this new thing of noting what triggers the i'm-not-in-control-around-food feelings and it's interesting. so far i've noted

sleep deprivation

restless but not doing anything (doomscrolling doesn't count as doing something), typically on PMS and freeze mode days

strong sadness or frustration

anger directed at myself

feeling like a failure

when relaxation kicks in after something exhausting

not eating enough filling stuff through the day

waking up from an afternoon nap after a small lunch

eating out

having foods that i like but typically come under "bad" around the house

for sure these are pretty run of the mill reasons, and you'd think i'd have been aware of them already - but i wasn't! actually noting down these triggers has made me realise that a good chunk of them are practical problems - which makes me feel like less of a crazy person. for instance,

sleep deprivation

not eating enough filling stuff through the day

waking up from an afternoon nap after a small lunch

some of them are emotional, and i think this comes from the unhealthy ways i learnt to regulate my emotions through childhood.

restless but not doing anything (doomscrolling doesn't count as doing something), typically on PMS and freeze mode days

strong sadness or frustration

anger directed at myself

feeling like a failure

when relaxation kicks in after something exhausting

and then there are some things that are a reflection of the way my parents have been about food

eating out

having foods that i like but typically come under "bad" around the house

noting down all of this makes it easier for me to find solutions - especially the practical reasons that drive my binge sessions. i can also empathize with myself now! - i can finally turn off that mean voice in my head that berates me and my "fat girl" food choices. kinda also makes me feel less like a victim, and more of just a person to whom life's happening, y'know?

next steps from here will be 1. continue noting triggers 2. work out solutions for the ones identified

step 2 is easy for the practical ones.

sleep deprivation: a. of course, try not to miss out on sleep too often in a week. like once a week should be good. b. if i haven't slept too late (like say before 2 am), wake up at 8 am latest because then my cycle doesn't get too fucked up, my brain isn't as groggy, and my day still feels almost normal. b. often i'm too exhausted to cook so maybe have easy filling meal ideas at hand? c. it's cool to just eat whatever i want anyway

not eating enough filling stuff through the day a. again something that only happens if i'm too exhausted to cook, so having easy filling meal ideas at hand is the way to go. b. literally, just order in something nice and filling and wholesome if i can't cook - i deserve it

waking up from an afternoon nap after a small lunch eat a fruit or a toast with something, can swap out afternoon tea for a no-milk one to maintain calorie count.

problem solving for the other categories are just...well, things i'm still learning about myself and reading about. there's lots of figuring out wise-lemonflowercat is still working her way through. two things that i might have something for though:

restless but not doing anything (doomscrolling doesn't count as doing something), typically on PMS and freeze-mode days now this one -is a hard one. and i have big days of this coming up since i've hit PMS season. here's a rule i'm making for myself this PMS season, and i'm hoping to stick with this whenever i go into freeze modes: no media consumption when PMSing/freeze mode-ing. i don't want to call this a "rule", it's more of advice wise-lemonflowercat has for everyday-lemonflowercat: media consumption/hanging out on the internet is a slippery slope for me when vulnerable (PMS, freeze mode), because i get too easily sucked into doomscrolling or binge watching - both of which leave me feeling drained, my brain feels disgusting and body feels like a potato. so i actively want to make sure to either read or self-express (write, make art) instead. one movie/day - preferrable in the night - is a-ok.

feeling like a failure - have multiple restart points through the day. the "failure-feeling" or "i'm-a-loser-feeling" is one that often greets me on 1. the morning after a typical "fail day" 2. as the day progresses and things don't go as planned 3. when i get stuck in freeze mode i'm in the process of getting better at self-talking myself through the morning ones, and by far it's the easiest because it's still the start of a new day. but the other 2 have been where i crash and burn, often zombie-ing through the day, waiting for it to be night time just so it can be morning - the only time my brain considers appropriate for a fresh start. i want to give myself more "fresh start" points through the day. it's going to look something like x -> fresh start, where x is an activity that really clears my mind. ideal times are, 1. around 11 am 2. around 4-4.30 pm and 'x' can be, 1. MOVEMENT like i am still always surprised at how it can really flip my mood around! cardio works best - walks, runs, or even just a 20min session of HIIT. sometimes these require more motivation than i have at hand, and i find yoga, pilates easier to do. but every . time. i finish a sesh and i feel like a brand new person again. 2. meditate+breathwork is a bit of a hit and miss. it has worked more times than not though, especially when coupled with 3. a good long shower. with scented candles, peppy music, maybe a pre-shower face/hair mask, moisturising after - basically, just really showering love on my body. 4. a science-y podcast: this works for me because i'm such a nerd, ig. i love weird facts, discussions really get my brain going and just listening to all the amazing things people are doing out there is a real motivator for me to get on and do my shit too! 5. journalling 6. watching "productivity guru" videos ahahaha, no but like really. i have a few go to people, and i just turn on the video in the background and it's like someone is giving me the talk i needed to hear. also a hit miss - honestly, a miss more often, because it's easy to get sucked into doomscrolling from here. i think this whole strategy works great to combat that all-or-nothing mindset of needing a day to be perfect top to bottom. it's really sad the amount of grief i give myself over a couple of wasted hours, and i really do hope i'm able to teach myself to turn a day around at any point.

i wonder if there are people to whom all of this seems blatantly obvious. i guess i'm just not a person these things come naturally to, and i have to actually teach myself to be this way. i think this is what self-love and self-parenting are about, really.

#bingeandpurge #bingedisorder #disordered eating mention #mental health

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