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slasher-male-wife · 10 months

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Horror characters taking care of their sick s/o

I'm in my sick Victorian boy era. I'm being dramatic because I have a mild case of the flu. I need to write something to keep myself sane so why not write for some characters I haven't written about for awhile.

Includes: Amanda Young, Adam Faulkner, Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter, and Pyramid head

Warnings: Reader is sick, some of these characters aren't super smart, mentions of vomit and medication, vague talk of cannibalism and violence

Amanda Young

Amanda has basic medical knowledge and when she sees you getting sick she's quick to get you to stay in bed and will be a little overbearing. She's been taking care of John for awhile and seeing her partner sick makes her very worried.

She's going to spend any free time she has taking care of you. She knows you're going to be fine but that's not going to stop her from becoming your personal nurse.

She wants to avoid using medication unless a doctor tells her to use them. She thinks because medication isn't working for John that must mean it won't really work for you.

She knows to keep some distance but she's still going to be around you and touch you. She might intentionally spend more time around you then get closer to Hoffman to try and get him sick.

She might talk to Lawrence about what she should be doing and your symptoms. If you know that she's a jigsaw apprentice she'll introduce you to him as her coworker. But if you don't she'll either bribe him into seeing you or just take his advice.

She is reminded of what happened at the gas house and if you're sick enough that you start to throw she'll need to leave the room and probably spend some time to compose herself. I strongly believe that what jigsaw did to her really messed her up but she denies it.

Adam Faulkner

Oh my god if he finds out you're sick I hope you're ready for him to try and help but honestly just make a fool of himself.

You're hopefully not living in his apartment anymore and depending on your temperature and the weather he's going to keep your bedroom window open because "fresh air helps".

He thinks that he doesn't have to keep space from you because you're dating and he probably ends up getting sick himself. But no matter how much you tell him to stay away so he doesn't get sick he won't listen.

While he's out working (probably for jigsaw) he'll leave out medication for you to take, food you can heat up or just eat cold, and probably gives you anything you need to stay entertained.

If you call him for anything he's dropping whatever he's doing to go help you. You have to literally tell him several times that he doesn't have to rush home and you can stay on your own while he works.

He probably doesn't have any insurance just by judging his apartment so unless you absolutely need to see a doctor he's going to be the one taking care of you.

Will Graham

His medical knowledge is better than some people in these head canons but it's still not the best. I feel like if it's anything than a mild case of the cold or the flu he's taking you to a doctor.

Probably looks up if human illnesses can transfer to dogs. Either way he's keeping his dogs away from you until you feel better.

Will not let you out of bed unless you're going to the bathroom. He deals with blood and guts for a living so dealing with someone who's sick is probably a vacation for him.

Will is going to try to keep Hannibal away from you while you're sick for so many reasons. But Hannibal is probably going to end up seeing you anyway because Will is going to cave.

If the weather and your health allows he's going to take you outside for fresh air like you're a consumption patient from 1912. He will let his dogs around you if you're outside.

Will guilt Jack into letting him stay home for a few days to take care of you. He is going to bring up everything Jack has ever done to him. "Hey Jack I need to stay home to take care of my partner. I know you'll let me take it off since you made me work while I had ensyphilitis."

Hannibal Lecter

He's a literal doctor but also a fucking weirdo so be careful. He'll still take good care of you but will also take the time to get into philosophical discussions with you while you're half asleep.

He refuses to give you anything store bought to eat. Will literally make crackers and break from scratch for you to eat. He'll lay off on the human meat until you're better.

Will not allow you to use one of his bowls as a "throw up bowl" You're using the bathroom to do so, he doesn't care if you accidentally vomit on his floors because he can clean the floor, but his bowls are too valuable.

He won't let you spend all day looking at screens. Hannibal will provide you with any kind of entertainment you want to get you off screens for awhile. He will get you whatever books you want or any other low energy activity.

Will insist on keeping your space clean. Will wash your sheets often and insists on giving you a bath, the temperature depending on if you have a fever or not.

He will keep a sort of distance from you but will also be near you. He will take precautions of course but he can't stop himself from spending time in your room, talking with you.

Pyramid head

He has little knowledge of human illnesses, because he's a demi god of sorts he never really gets sick. So when he sees you get cold sweats or start having a bad cough he's confused about why it's happening. '

You'll have to educate him on your condition and tell him what he needs to do to help you. I don't think there's any medication you can take in silent hill but he can probably find you something to help.

He also probably can't get sick so he doesn't have to worry about getting too close to you. If you try to pull away from him to hide your cough or sneeze he'll just pull you back. Even if he did get a cold from you he'd get over it pretty quickly.

He'll honestly want to be pretty touchy all the time even when you're not sick because he's never had human contact before. You'll probably have to explain to him that cuddling isn't the best thing when you have a fever.

He's going to try and get you as comfortable as possible while he's busy doing Pyramid Head stuff. It all depends on your condition and you'll have to explain to him what you need.

He also doesn't really understand germs so you'll have to explain them to him and why you need to keep yourself and your area clean and why you can't just throw up anywhere. After that he'll get you something to use for that then just throw it somewhere.

#amanda young x reader #adam faulkner stanheight x reader #adam faulkner x reader #adam faulkner stanheight x yn #will grahm x reader #will grahm x you #hannibal lecter #hannibal x reader #hannibal nbc #pyramid head x reader #slasher x y/n #slasher x reader #slasher fanfiction

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mypoisonedvine · 7 months

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Have you seen Peacock yet? In love with the idea of Yandere!John and Yandere!Emma keeping you as their pet. They both love you so much. Emma’s a softer yan but she still doesn’t want to let you go. 🥰🥰🥰

YES. YES. YES YE SYE SYES Y-

warnings: dark, implied/described noncon, kidnapping/captivity, yandere, housewife kink

You shivered slightly as Emma ran her hands over your hair, humming to herself. "Is the water too cold, sweetie?" she asked.

You didn't answer. It was a little tepid, but that wasn't why you shivered. She sighed a little as she ran her hand down your back, fingers ghosting over a bruise by your shoulder.

"He can be a little... rough, can't he?" she noticed, lowering her voice, and you still didn't respond, looking away from her even more as if the tile wall by the bathtub was suddenly fascinating to you. "Lean back, sweetie, so I can wash your hair."

You did as you were told, laying back to submerge the back of your head in the water; you kept your eyes open at first, but when she looked right at you with those dark brown eyes, you quickly shut your own.

Her hand scooped water over your hairline, carefully avoiding getting any in your eyes. You sighed as you felt her be so delicate with you... you only wish those hands had been so kind before. John didn't say anything when he fucked you; he just held you down, and left you in the bed alone when he was done. Emma came in after, seeming surprised and uncomfortable at the sight of you like that, before softly suggesting 'lets get you cleaned up, dear.'

She sat you back up carefully; at first, you were so unwillingly lost in your memories that you didn't notice her trying to prompt you to lift yourself again.

There was silence, spare the gentle sloshing of water around the tub, and Emma's quiet humming.

"Will you ever let me go?" you blurted out suddenly.

She stopped humming. She sighed a little. "He thinks you're safer here."

"But what do you think?"

She bit her lip, looking away demurely. "Well... I don't think that makes any difference, does it?"

You felt anxiousness stir in your gut as you thought of what you could say then, but feared it would get you in trouble. You couldn't really afford to keep any cards in your hand now, could you? "You could... you could tell him to let me go," you suggested hesitantly.

"Oh-- no, that's not an option," she insisted quickly. "It would be easier to help you adjust to living here now."

Your shoulders sank; realizing this route of conversation was useless, you mostly stopped listening and tried to just think of anything else.

"He's just trying to court you," she explained, "but he doesn't know how."

Not getting a response, she still went on, but moreso talking to herself.

"Maybe he just needs a little help..."

Don't be so nervous. She might like you if you give her a chance! -Emma

John looked at the note with a frown. He wasn't sure what to think of it. He really would've preferred that Emma stayed out of his romantic life, but he also couldn't deny that she probably had some advice he could use... a woman's perspective, that is. John really didn't know anything about women. Hence, keeping you here.

Stepping into the room, he winced a little when he saw you jump, obviously trying to hide how afraid you were of him. He couldn't blame you. But he couldn't help it, either.

For a long moment, you just looked at him; he suddenly realized it was bizarre that he hadn't said anything.

"You look pretty."

He found himself absent-mindedly rubbing his palms on his slacks. "Um... she picked out the dress for me..." you informed him.

"It's pretty. You look pretty," he said again.

You jolted slightly, again, when he stepped in, but he ignored it and walked to the record player. He turned it down-- way down-- and started a slow song quietly. He wasn't sure what he expected; he certainly imagined what might happen, that he might be able to dance with you, but he didn't expect it. You wouldn't want to--

"Do you want to dance?" you offered suddenly, making him whip his head around in surprise. You'd stepped closer to him but seemed to shy away when he looked at you-- he tried to soften his face.

"...do you?" he returned incredulously.

"I... I might," you shrugged, acting a little shy suddenly-- he thought it was rather adorable.

"Why?" he wondered bluntly.

"It sounds fun," you answered with a little smile, but then you glanced away and gave a second answer-- the more honest one, it seemed. "I... I want things to be different, with us."

He nodded. He did, too. He didn't like hurting you... he just didn't think he had any other choice.

"So, I thought... maybe we could dance!" you finished.

"Y-yes, um, sure," he agreed. "I haven't... danced in a long time..."

"That's alright," you assured sweetly, "I'll teach you."

He didn't completely trust your kindness, even if it made his cheeks burn a bit. You'd been so scared of him before, so empty behind the eyes when he forced you onto the bed--

"Can you waltz?" you asked.

"U-um--"

"We can do something easier," you decided quickly instead, motioning for him to come a little closer. Nervously, but obediently, he did.

He carefully took your waist, sighing harder through his nose than he meant to-- he didn't want you to know how nervous he was.

But he probably gave it away when you reached up and held his shoulders, and he looked at you with wide eyes.

Then, you started to sway together-- slowly, in time with the music. He couldn't look away from you, even when he realized that you were looking away out of awkward discomfort. You just looked so beautiful like this, and holding you in his arms just felt so right. He held his breath when you leaned in and laid your head on his chest, as if one wrong move would scare you off.

He thought about asking you why you were doing this. He thought about telling you that he knew all along you were made for him-- that you would be happy here, if you let yourself accept it. He thought about just grabbing you and pulling you closer, desperate to feel your body against his own. But he was too scared: he didn't do anything, not until you told him to.

You looked up at him suddenly, with wide and pleading eyes. "You can kiss me, John," you whispered.

What could he possibly say to that? Thankfully, he got the sense that he didn't really need to say anything... he could just kiss you, apparently, so he did. He wasn't really sure if he was doing it right-- but it felt right, pressing his lips to yours softly. You were so sweet and delicate... he melted a little, right then, knowing more than ever that he made the right choice bringing you here. His heart was pounding and his mind was swarming with the overwhelming obsession with you that he could hardly believe he'd once tried to fight.

You started to pull away, but his desperation took over-- he grabbed your face and kissed you harder, following you when you stepped back until you stumbled into the dresser and he had to catch you. "John, wait--" you mumbled.

"Don't wanna wait," he groaned in reply. "I waited so long for you already--"

Still, you pushed him back at the shoulders, and he quickly wiped his mouth as he broke away from you. "I'm sorry," you said right away, "it's not-- it's not that I don't want you to... I just wanted to talk to you first."

"Oh... okay," he mumbled, feeling more confused than ever. What was there to talk about?

"I... I think you're very sweet," you told him, "and I always thought that-- it's why I came to the bank so much, you know. To see you."

He smiled a little. He'd always suspected that, but never let himself truly believe it. A girl like you would never go for a guy like him... or he wouldn't have had to do this.

"But it's just... it's not practical, is it?" you said. "The way you went about it--"

"I-I just need you too much," he tried to defend.

"No, I understand," you promised with a sigh, "and I'm not angry. But... I think maybe... it might be better if you let me--"

"No."

You whined a little. "You didn't even hear what I wanted--"

"I don't need to. You want to leave," he accused. "And I won't let you."

"John, you can't do this. You can't keep me here forever!" you yelped.

"You say you want things to be different with us, then you say that," he sneered. "You want to make me angry, don't you?"

"No, John," you denied quickly, but he was already stepping closer, backing you into a corner. "John, please--"

"You want me to be like this!" he continued regardless. "You're trying to make me angry!"

You shook your head, eyes welling as he pushed you back.

"You know you can't leave. You know I can't let you leave," he growled, grabbing you hard as you whined and tried weakly to fight him. His chest swelled with an addictive sort of rage... no, he didn't want to hurt you, but something made him feel sickly proud when he did, because he could. "You belong to me now. Nothing's ever gonna change that."

"Please," you sobbed weakly, hiding your face in your hands-- but he pulled them away and pinned them back, pressing himself to you until you looked up at him fearfully.

"I'm never letting you leave this house," he assured, "you'll be lucky if I let you leave that bed again."

You had barely even opened your mouth to protest when he wrapped his hand around your neck, choking your cries into silence.

"Not another word, Mrs. Skillpa," he whispered sharply. "This is my house-- and I own everything in it. I'm in charge here, understand?"

#john skillpa x reader #emma skillpa x reader #john skillpa dark fic #emma skillpa dark fic #cillian murphy x reader

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m1ssunderstanding · 4 months

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Get Back Rewatch 55 Years On: Day Two

Paul and Ringo cabaret duo au NOW!

Their collective bitter humor about the fan mag. I think George probably appreciates Paul getting into this sort of shit with him. Even if it is only on a surface-level. A reminder that the Beatles fame journey (something that's been hellish at times for George, enough to give him PTSD and other issues for the rest of his life) has not left Paul unscathed. That Paul actually does have feelings, however buried they may be.

Could even be that the appreciation comes out in the form of "I think your beard suits you. Man." Does the tacked-on 'man' mean a sort of "no homo" type qualifier? Or is it just an added endearment. I know we don't think of George as particularly inhibited, but it was the sixties. And of course Paul loves the compliment and has no idea what to do with it.

Can you all please thank Mal as he hands you your tea next time? Not that hard, guys.

Ringo's voice is so sexy. And I love how supportive Paul and George are of this very stupid song. If either of them had written it, they'd tear it to shreds, but it's Ringo, so we laugh along and enthuse about the sentiments behind the lyrics.

The communal bitching about EMI's treatment of them. As they should.

Oh goodness, it's the "Paul has an embarrassing crush" moment from that iconic post of @jeremy-hillary-boob He totally does and you should say it. "I never used to know what it meant". It's giving "girl pretends not to know how to hold her golf club so the hot guy will touch her".

I have a theory that some of their covers ~matter~ and "What do you want to make those eyes at me for?" Is the first one for me.

Okay this look right here that John is giving Paul? Not to, like, out myself as never having experienced pure love except from my own child or anything, but the only other place I've ever seen that look is on my one-year-old's face when I come get him from his nap. So ... "A lovely little baby, John was"

"If this boy dies, you're gonna cop it." Peak older brother behavior. He's joking, but he's also deadly serious.

In love with John trying to sing out of his range. He's trying so hard, you guys.

"Everybody had a hard year. 'well, I'm not sure, actually. Put [good year]." Same, John. Isn't it always that way? Hard. And good. He's such a genius lyricist. He just captures the human condition with such specificity.

Lol at Paul correcting John on the key of his own song (yeah, yeah, gimme some truth is secretly a colab but it's still a John song)

When they put a piano in front of Paul and John's instantly like "uh-oh, red-alert my beautiful boyfriend might not get captured perfectly from every angle" vs a year and a half later when he's bitching about Paul having too much screen-time in Let it Be. Well, you were part of the problem, babe.

I love George's way of teaching his songs. Whereas Paul was shouting key changes and counts between phrases, and John doesn't even bother to give any of that information, George is just softly singing "E, to F sharp minor. E to A." Beautiful. John and Paul, take notes.

Wonder if I'll get through a day without calling Paul a whore. Probably not.

John being instantly self-effacing after suggesting that genius little let's enhancement. "My mind can blow those clouds away" is actually much more original and thought-provoking, but John just makes fun of himself. Like. Just own it. You're John fucking Lennon!

The George/Paul convo (George talking, Paul hardly flinching) is so painful actually. Because from the outside, Paul's avoidance looks so condescending and unfeeling, but avoidance feels much more like 'Shit fuck shit dodge the fight, go around, don't react, don't engage, don't start something' and i really feel for both of them.

Let John do Help for gosh sakes!

"Not bad though. Good try, that. Johnny."

The part where Paul is looking just so exhausted, and he's actually letting it show, and then he sees the camera on him and hurries and tries to do a cheeky little Beatles head-shake and smile. But then he's really just too tired (and high) and he looks away and rubs his eyes. It was like watching an old circus bear. Those poor things.

And of course John's head snapping up like a little gopher when Paul says his name

#get back #the beatles #paul mccartney #ringo starr #george harrison #john lennon #mclennon #mal evans #Yes I will continue to just take pictures of my screen like an eighty year old woman #Yes I am sorry about the length. They're probably just going to be like that...

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mayfieldss · 1 year

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I just discovered your existence and I love your work ❤️. If it’s not too much of a hassle could you please do a part 3 of cover fire where the other pogues find out what happened?

Thank you 😊

thank you so much, it's nice to hear when someone appreciates what you do!! Here's part three!

Cover Fire - JJ Maybank | Part three

Part one | Part two

Warnings; mentions of main character death, blood, guns, violence, language, and grief.

JJ didn't know how long he sat there with you, stained in red with your body limp against his own. He'd never known heartache like this, a pain so deep that he couldn't breathe, and when the ambulance finally arrived, he wouldn't let the paramedics take you. They tried to pull you from his grasp, but he couldn't let you go. He couldn't leave you alone with them, if he did it would cement the fact that everything that had happened was true. That there was no saving you.

In the end, they had to call someone. The paramedics asked JJ who they could contact, and he handed them his phone without a fight, unlocked and ready. "Pick anyone in the contacts, there ain't much there."

In the end, they picked John B, and when the boy arrived, he had the other Pouges with him, tears streaming down his face as he approached. "Oh fuck," It came as a sob when John B stood at JJ's side, the other Pouges told to wait beside the ambulance by the newly called police officers on the scene. "JJ, you have to let her go."

The words were gentle, John B crouching down with a hand over his mouth in disbelief. He's staring down your lifeless figure, the paramedics standing by in wait for John B to talk JJ out of staying there. "She's gone, buddy."

JJ's head hangs low, eyes closed as he cradles you. He's tired, and he's angry, but right now, he can't bring himself to do anything about either of those feelings. John B rests a hand on his shoulder, sniffling as he does so. He wants to scream, and he can hear the sobs of the others behind him as they wait for him to pull JJ away from you. "She's gone." He repeats, unable to think of anything else, and JJ's head snaps up.

"Don't you think I fucking know that?" It's something between a shout and a sob, JJ pushing back his friend with red eyes. "She's dead. I fucking know, I know." The last few words come out as a whisper, and JJ looks down at his hands, painted in your blood. "I couldn't save her."

It's then that JJ breaks down again, and John B leans forward, pulling his best friend into a hug as he cries. They both do, they sob until they can't breathe, till their throats hurt and their eyes have run dry, and somewhere between it all, the paramedics have taken you away. The other Pouges have pushed through the cops, and one by one they kneel beside JJ, avoiding the pool of your blood that stains the ground in front of him. They hold each other, John B, Sarah, Kie, Pope, and JJ, until they have nothing left to give. Until they can find it in themselves to stand, with shaky legs, and leave the scene. The paramedics insisted on checking JJ over for wounds, but he was left without a scratch. Somehow, that makes JJ feel worse. It amplifies the pain tenfold, drowning him in the fact that he gets to live on, scarless, whilst you don't live at all.

Two days later, JJ feels numb. Time doesn't mean anything to him anymore, and he's come to terms with the fact that he'll never see you again. He still hears your voice everywhere, sees you in everything he passes, and when he closes his eyes, he hears the bang of the gun and feels your blood rush through his fingers, an unstoppable river of red.

JJ told the Pouges what happened a few hours after the incident. He couldn't bring himself to speak about it right after it happened. Every time he tried; it broke him. Then he went to the station, told Shoupe and the other officers everything he could remember about your killer, everything that happened in those moments leading up to your death. And now he was angry. He was angry at the world and everything in it, and he wanted to stop feeling. He wanted to go back to feeling nothing at all because feeling nothing meant that at least he wasn't in pain. But maybe he deserved to feel pain, to feel the amount of agony that you went through in your final moments, the pain that should have been for him. The bullet that should have killed him. That's where JJ was now. Mentally, emotionally, and physically, JJ was in pain, and he let himself feel everything because that's what he believed he deserved.

He paces his room, dad long gone, and the Pouges giving him space whilst they mourn you themselves. He moves back and forth, hands ripping at his hair as thoughts of you, good and bad, flood his brain until he can't think of anything else. He aims his fist at the drywall, punching at it, and watching it crumble over and over until there's a hole bigger than his hand, a physical representation of his grief, in the wall of his bedroom.

JJ can't sleep, he can't eat, and he swears that every hour another panic attack comes to consume him, taking him right back to the moment he lost you. Red staining the backs of his eyelids when he lies down to rest, memories of dark burgundy coating his hands every time he goes to wash them. The shirt he wore that day was unsavable, the hem of it drenched in the red reminder of your passing. He got Kie and Sarah to throw it out, though he's not sure they did. They are mourning you too, he knows that, but he couldn't bear to burn the shirt himself.

The other Pouges sit in wait for JJ on the porch of the chateau. They haven't seen him in days, and when they went to check on him the door was locked, loud music blasting from JJ's bedroom window into the evening air. He wouldn't let them in. He couldn't. The only person he ever truly let in was you, and now that you were the reason for his suffering, what was he supposed to do?

Sarah had been crying for days, and today she thinks, is the first day that she has no more tears give. She sits in silence beside John B, staring at an empty chair. It's the space where you should have been, seated on JJ's lap and laughing at one of the boy's stupid jokes. Pope is dead quiet too, arm around Kie who lets out gentle sniffles every few minutes. She leans into him, and he lets her because there is nothing else for him to do. There is nothing for any of them to do, other than wait. Wait for news on your killer, wait for JJ to leave his goddamned room. Wait for you to come back to them, even though they know you won't.

"Maybe I should go check on him." John B's voice is hardly a whisper, but in the quiet, it sounds loud enough. His head lifts and his eyes scan his small crowd of devastated friends, minus two. It's bad enough that you're not here, it's only right that JJ takes his rightful place among the group. The others only nod, and Sarah stands with John B, looking pale as a ghost.

"I'll go with you."

It's then, that John B tries for a smile, though it almost breaks him to do so. Sarah understands, and takes his hand in her own, leading him toward the Twinkie.

JJ doesn't know what to do when they arrive. He hears them pull up at his place, the loud music usually blasting out his eardrums replaced with dead silence as he finally allows himself to think about you freely, instead of trying to push the memory of you away with obnoxious noise. They come straight in, and JJ knows it because, in the next five minutes, he hears a knock on his bedroom door. His dad is gone, so there are only so many people that could be on the other side.

"JJ, can we come in?" It's Sarah, and her voice is shaky. The quiet scares her, and she feels tears coming again even though she thought they were gone. John B has a hand on her shoulder in support.

"It's just us, just John B and Sarah." John B calls out, hoping the names of the people JJ cares about might break through to him. There's quiet and JJ stares at the ceiling, the flaking plaster above him doing nothing to dull his pain.

When JJ opens the door and steps out, relief floods through both John B and Sarah, though the sight of him is a gut-wrenching one. His eyes are red, and his hair is dishevelled more than usual, but the worst part about it is the lack of his signature grin. It's almost as though the old JJ doesn't exist, as if died along with you on that road.

"Hey, guys." Even his voice is different, he's tired, too tired.

"Hey, J, you wanna come hang at the chateau?" John B doesn't bother with the 'how you holding ups?' and 'how are you's?' he knows the answer well enough, all the Pouges do. All of them lost a piece of themselves the day you died, but JJ is broken, and John B is starting to think he can't be put back together.

JJ just nods, moving down the hall with John B and Sarah in tow. His fists are clenched at his sides now that he doesn't have your hand to hold, and his heart races with every step he takes. He wonders what you would be thinking if you were looking down on him right now. Were you pushing back against the walls of the afterlife trying to get to him, or were you watching with silent tears as he journeyed through life without you in it?

The chateau lacked its usual comfort when they arrived, but it was better than the dark curtains and broken walls of JJ's room. At least he wasn't alone here. "I'm sorry I've been distant." It's hard for JJ to say, but he gets it out, hand rubbing the back of his neck as emotions consume him. One by one the rest of the Pouges stand, and with lips quivering and arms extended, they pull JJ into a hug, the group of them holding each other together in a tight embrace. It's like Deja Vu, the display of affection so similar to the day of your death that it has JJ gasping for breath, harsh sobs making his knees weak as his friends hold him up. They're crying too, an endless understood feeling of grief expressed between all of them. They'll miss you forever, and nothing could make your passing less painful, but they've got each other, and they think you'll be proud of them for that.

GENERAL TAGLIST: @heliads @candywh0r3 @caplanreads @hiya-its-amber @s00buwu

OUTER BANKS TAGLIST: @scenesofobx

JJ MAYBANK TAGLIST:

also tagging the people who commented on part one and two in case they’re interested and bc I’m annoying idk; @fallingforfictionalmen @chxostude

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cyanichexanthine · 5 months

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Tagged by @scarstarved to list 9 favourite characters (thank you for the tag 🥲💕💞🫠)

It’s under a read more bc it’s kinda a big post lmao, also not particularly ordered because my brain combusted just trying to think of 9 (ended up with 8 but why not it’s my favourite number) and a bit on why they’re there bc it was a fun revisit tbh.

Oh this is going to be a great getting to know me exercise 🥲

1. Rick Prime (Rick and Morty)

The current favourite little goblin. Could never explain why he was a fave but after unmortricken and the subtext threaded throughout s7 I think it's finally coming together especially when I think of other faves in this post (I have a bad habit with faves with seeing them for 0.5 seconds and deciding they're a fave and only later realising why as more about their character is revealed)

To avoid sharing more of my thoughts about his character (and clowning harder than I've already let slip and bc it's mostly interpretation and hc) Let's just say I think there's so much about Prime that is not fully understood yet and I can't wait to see how they address it (also pour one out for another victim of the curse of many of my faves dying in horrible brutal ways with unresolved emotional conflict)

2. Tartaglia/Childe/Ajax (Genshin impact)

Can’t explain this one too much either yet tbh. Another on sight fave. Precious little goblin who cares immensely for his family and seems to want to have friends/an adventurous life but is distanced by how he's wrapped up in conflict and chaos ever since he fell into the abyss as a child.

"You shall ever be the eye of the storm,"

"And the clashing of steel shall ever accompany you."

He has a constant desire for battle and proving himself (likely because it’s how he learned to survive/possibly because it keeps him occupied and it is a horrible cycle). He’s likely also addicted to the thrill of winning/surviving/overcoming due to this as well.

I constantly worry he's going to die. Pleasantly surprised that he hasn't so far. I want to see him develop. I want to see him peel away from the Fatui (bc he’s clearly unhappy and he dislikes a majority of the other harbingers but they’re a means of both keeping his family supported and seeking challenging battle). I want to see him do well and realise he's more than just “a weapon” to serve the tsaritsa’s purpose but the whole abyss thing is a LOT of unresolved trauma that he has never properly been addressed. And boy oh boy does he have a lot of death flags.

3. Amanda Young (Saw)

Ohhh Mandy. She's so, disaster. She has this depth of compassion and raging conflict inside her. Following John just because he gave her a hint of purpose while still regretting what she's become to some extent (secretly continuing harm/trying to kill Adam/wanting to help the fellow addict and being visibly distressed when they died etc) and making unwinnable traps as she thinks they didn’t deserve a second chance.

Likely because she harbors the fact she both doesn't feel worthy of a second chance herself and knows what this "second chance" has made her become, she doesn’t feel that purpose, doesn’t feel like she is grateful for living as John claims. The whole scene where she’s pointing the gun at Lynn and the “nobody fucking changes, it’s all bullshit, it’s all a fucking lie and I’m just a pawn in your stupid game. I don’t mean anything to you.” “So help me. Fix me. Fix me motherfucker, I’m standing right here.” Haunts me a little. Ahhh mandy 😭 I cry every time at that fucking scene.

It hurts to see her devotion to John (and he refuses to give up on her to the point of his death, he believed in her most of all, because she was the example of his ideology) while also seeing her so fundamentally disagree with his principles through her own struggles. She's just pain, pain, agony. Pain. (Another victim of the unresolved emotional conflict deaths 👏)

4. Danny “Jed Olsen” Johnson (Dead by Daylight Ghostface)

Idk why but the dbd ghostface is just so so good. Like I love the Scream movies sure but Danny is a special case. (Also I was a ghostface/stealth killer main back in my dbd days lmao) Danny's story and persona is great, from the Roseville murders, to how he writes/visualises the crimes before they happen, the way he wears certain perfumes during special kills. He’s just so interesting as a ghostface. He seems obsessed with the horror; the unexpected, the atmosphere, the anticipation, the thrill, the reverence of his stories and legacy. He seems to almost feed off of the human response, the fear and resulting chaos when people read his stories in the paper after each kill.

The local police were confounded: the murders were carried with fury akin to a crime of passion yet coldly premeditated.

The scarier the story, the more he appreciated his life. The truth of the stories made them far more potent.

He’s so in love with making a carefully constructed, terrifying story come to life. Yet he’s still impulsive and hot headed when something in his design falls apart. Ah reminds me on the days I’d write paragraphs on analysing his character based on the small background we had before the archive tome 🥰

And I will always adore how well his gameplay in dbd lines up with him as a character.

5. Gintoki Sakata (Gintama)

Listen I have such a soft spot for Gintama and by extension Gintoki himself. He acts lazy, aloof/sarcastic, unattached and a bit "not my problem, don't care, glhf with that"/selfish but he always has a good heart in the end. Often putting himself in danger to help others and going the extra mile for them when they're at the end of their rope. Notably from memory for broken families and people desperate for reconciliation/a second chance.

This anime had so many emotional beats for how silly it looks on the surface. I remember crying from emotional impact into crying from laughter in the same episode when I first watched the series. Also a lot of heartfelt moments of advice and commentary on the human condition. He’s so adorable. Parfait king.

6. Kokichi Oma (DRV3)

Here we go. Not my proudest one (was honestly a little scared to mention him because of the fandom/character perception etc but DR series was a huge part of my teen years along with RPG horrors so rip) but man does this kid mess me up. It hurts so much how he was just trying to investigate and end the killing game in his own way (trust issues so he refused to openly team up). And the way he spirals so hard in the trial after getting Gonta (who, I think he did consider a friend) killed as self defence against Miu is just 💔

The way he considered them all friends and in an attempt to end the killing game, he died slowly and painfully, while knowing they all hated him.💔 Yes his means/the way he went about it were fucked, yes I understand why people hate him. But jesus christ does understanding his motives and his emotions during the game fucking hurt. (another unresolved emotional conflict death let’s gooo)

7. Tiffany Valentine (Child's play series/chucky tv show)

Oh I love her so much. She gets two gifs bc I can’t choose. She was like the highlight of s2 especially. I love her energy, her swings, her endless obsession with/pursuit of knowing true, all consuming love; the way she will not be devoid of all humanity and loves her kids and will realise some things Chucky does are awful while still conversely doing absolutely abhorrent things herself (the Nica incident perhaps?). Will never argue with seeing more of her. I'm so glad the show delivers. (I still need to catch up on s3 though). I would honestly love a little more of her formative story, how she became Valentine.

8. Michael Myers (Halloween)

Another showing my love of horror here but this big guy is a classic. Actually what got me into horror so intensely tbh. I love his little arts and crafts. The way he'll string up a whole scene just to get the most screams and fear. The way he panics when his mask is removed. I do always wonder about him. I mean we're told he's evil in human form but I can't help but feel Loomis gave up on him. Everyone did. I don't doubt it's as basic as him being the shape of evil and that's fine but I like how ambiguous it has always been. There is no clear cut answer on why Michael is what or who he is and I love it.

Wow love the recurring themes here. I’m sure I probably forgot a few older faves too but oh well. Time to not analyse those and go sleep.

Tagging @potetosaradas @dayglomasochism @lara60 @drawmanations @zanukavat if any of you want to share your faves. 🥰

#tag game #long post #hexed rambles #there are a lot of characters I like but not many faves it seems #faves I have to have been mentally or emotionally unwell over them at least once #the funniest thing to me is some of these aren't even in my top 10 media #adding nick valentine as my 9th bc replaying fallout 4 😢 ily detecto peepaw

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I was playing around with the idea of a Bsd NightVale au and then I realized-

That's just Bungou Stray Dogs.

Bsd doesn't need any more existential Eldritch horrors as bosses. If Cecil and Carlos rocked up to Yokohama, I don't think anything would change. Strex corp would be the villain of the week, the ADA would just be like, "Yup, just another Tuesday."

The cats stuck in the air that reside in the bathroom? Atsushi joins them every Thursday at noon and Fukuzawa is still trying to figure out how to take a photo of them without horrifically dying.

The totally-not-angels named Erika? Just regulars of the Cafe getting coffee and pastries for old woman Josie who writes down all the names of Abilities in her free time along with the Ability User's birth date but she never writes down their names because "Don't you know that is a serious breach of privacy?"

And good ol' John Peters- you know, the farmer? He lives in Yokohama on the weekends and spends the rest of his time either helping Kenji out on his farm or harvesting imaginary corn from his Peach Farm.

Janice, Cecil's niece is totally friends with Kyouka and Atsushi, occasionally giving them some of Girl scout cookies paid for by Cecil.

Everyone, the Port Mafia, the ADA, the Hunting Dogs, avoid the library for fear of the Eldritch horrors that guard books of knowledge known as Librarians. No one will even ambush or attack each other when in the vicinity of the Library building.

If Asagiri created a suddenly put BSD in a Night Vale au, I honestly doubt any fan would notice until a man with a deerskin suitcase came and not even the hyper-geniuses of Bungou Stray Dogs can remember what his face looked like or what they even spoke to him about.

#bsd headcanons #bungou stray dogs #bsd #bungou stray dogs headcanon #bungou stray dogs au #bungou stray dogs Night Vale au #bsd headcanon

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the sea around us; chapter twenty-seven

In which Rafe Cameron has to choose between his dad and a pogue who's changing his outlook on life more and more every day.

(rafe cameron x f!oc)

(eventual!jj maybank x f!oc)

warnings/tags: violence, drug/alcohol use, smoking, sexual content (if you squint), slowburn, older brother’s best friend, (these tags are obv not exhaustive but regardless it’s pretty PG13)

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~Rafe's POV~

I stand at the edge of the police tents on the side of the water in the pouring rain, looking out into the pitch black of the ocean. I was told that Kiara and Pope were brought in by the cops, but they were alone. It was too late.

I wiped all the blood off my face, but my whole body still aches from the beating I took from Pope earlier, all I can think about is Snowy's voice, giving me the worst goodbye I've ever received.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."

I have bigger things to worry about. I'm basically Barry's bitch now- now that he knows what my father did. I doubt he'll let it go smoothly. It seems no one will- and they refuse to understand.

I look around as I hear voices pick up and as lights start to flick on down the coast, the cut is finally getting power back after hurricane Agatha. I watch as the lights get closer, and suddenly the lighthouse is illuminating the surface of the ocean, landing on a boat out on the water.

"That's them!" I hear someone yell, and I squint to try and get a better look at the boat, I don't think it's the one I saw at the garage. It's seconds before they're being chased out by police boats, and taking off into the storm.

It can't be her. I'm praying it's not her. No one knows that she was planning to run, they think it's John B and Sarah, but I know. I can't bring myself to tell anyone- though. I didn't want to let her go, but I'm not willing to sell her out either. It's impossible to choose between her and my dad- and I'm walking the fine line between the two. I don't know how this is so hard- I have to choose my dad. I have to, but I can do her one last favour by saying I don't know where she went, which isn't entirely untrue.

I hear my dad talking and walk under the cover of the tent.

"John B, son, if you can hear me, please come back. Just turn yourself in." He says as I lean on the table next to him. "If you love my daughter as much as I think you love my daughter, you'll turn around and bring her in. It's too dangerous riding out into that storm, you won't make it."

Feedback comes back through the speakers on the radio, before a voice crackles through. It sounds like they're farther away than that boat that the police are chasing, but I keep my mouth shut.

"Ward Cameron, do you hear me?" It's John B.

"Yes son, I'm right here. Please bring her back, okay? We'll work it all out when you get home." My dad lies. I clench my jaw as I feel Officer Shoupe's eyes on me.

"You killed my father. And you framed Snowy and me for a murder we did not commit, after you tried to kill us with a god damn spear gun!" He yells into the radio. "You took everything from me!"

I look over at my dad but he avoids my eyes. He looks stoic- like he really couldn't care less. But I can tell he's a little panicked with police and government eyes on us while John B accuses him of two murders- and attempting to kill Snowy. If that was true she would have told me, but I don't know why John B would lie about that. It's a bold claim just to make someone look bad.

"But I am still here." John B continues. "And I swear to god, Ward, I will come back one day and take what's mine."

"So you listen to me, alright? I'm coming for you." It's cutting out so badly now it's hardly audible. "I am coming for you."

My dad doesn't respond, and it's only a matter of seconds before someone informs us that we've lost the signal. I find myself slamming my fist against the table, but no one stops me. My dad shoots me a glare. Keep it together. He's telling me. I can practically hear his voice in my head.

"Listen, those are kids out there." Shoupe says into the radio, taking it from my dad. "Don't stop looking."

Something about that makes reality hit me. She's so young- I can't take it anymore. I will face her anger for selling her out when she gets back, but it will be worth it just to hear her voice again."Snowy is out there. Her and that friend of hers, uh, JJ, have a second boat and they're out there too and you have to find her." I say, trying not to display the panic I'm feeling in my voice.

"Where are they going?" Shoupe asks me and I shake my head.

"I don't know."

"Alright. You two stay here- we're going to need to talk to you." He says, patting the table and joining the officers who are reeling over what I said, trying to fit that into their planned approach on how to catch them.

I feel like I betrayed her. I know I shouldn't, because so far what I assume was their plan has already worked and John B and Sarah aren't being followed. I'm just struggling with the idea that she is out there on the ocean when I can hardly see a foot outside this tent because of the hurricane.

I step outside the tent to try and catch my breath. It felt like the walls were closing in on me just thinking about what Snowy's facing out there- if she's even still alive.

"Rafe, son, did you say Snowy is out there?" I hear a man's voice as they approach me. I recognize him as her father.

"Yes sir." I nod, looking past him and seeing his family in tow. "She's with JJ, on the boat they're chasing now. I think."

"Shit..." He mumbles, rubbing his forehead. "You guys get inside." He says to his wife, who leads the twins inside. I make brief eye contact with Declan as he walks past, holding tight onto his moms hand. I feel guilty because I couldn't stop Snowy from leaving him.

Their dad follows them into another tent, designated for families to wait, and Kegs stops right next to me, not saying anything for a few moments.

"You want to come wait with us?" He asks, as we're both looking at my dad inside.

I nod, and we both walk in where we see his mom talking to the Heyward's. They don't look pleased to see me, but they have bigger problems. We all do.

It's only a few minutes before we get news from an officer, but it felt like forever.

They hesitate before speaking, and that's how I know it's not good news. "We, uh... We lost them." He says, rubbing his arm nervously. I feel totally disconnected from my own body- I feel numb.

I look over at Snowy's parents, who look devastated, then angry. "They're dead? They're just kids, please, you have to do more!" Her father insists. "You have to find her!"

"No, sir, we don't know that. We just lost track of the boat. They could still be out there." I can tell her dad doesn't believe that's possible when he shakes his head, turning away from the kids as he tries to hide his tears. Kegs is gone from my side and over with the twins, who are sitting on some camping chairs in the corner. He's talking to them quietly, but I can still hear the shake in his voice as he tries to explain what's going on without outright saying that their sister is dead. They start to cry, and I can't take it anymore.

I quickly walk outside, trying to create as much distance between me and that tent as possible. I can't cry. I won't. Keep it together, my father's voice echoes in my mind but I can't take it anymore. I know there are tears streaming down my face but I can't feel them with the company of the relentless rain. I squint out at the water, the flashing police lights are long gone from the ocean now, but I know she is still out there. Alone. I did everything I could to try and get her to stay but it wasn't enough and now I'm paying for it, and I can feel her drowning. I could scream. I just want to scream into this storm until it hears me and lets her out the other side alive.

So I do.

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omg that is part one finished! now on to part two/s2. thanks so much for all the love on this series so far, it's not my most popular one but it has such a special place in my heart and i guarantee it won't stop until the box is cancelled or ends lol. maybe not even then- honestly. anyway, thank you guys so much!!

taglist: @boo22sstuff @madelynie @username5786451 @peachprairie @slut4drudy @sadfury @mutual-mendes @cecesrings (i also tagged some mutuals for the last chapter of part one!! message me or reply if you want to be added (or removed lol)!!)

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simplegenius042 · 4 months

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Would you be willing to share a bit from A Truce, As Null And Void As Yourself?

Certainly!

A Truce, As Null And Void As Yourself is the official name of the FC5 Arranged/Forced marriage AU I've been kicking myself to find a name for. Essentially, the plot is, Silva and the Resistance leaders meet with the Seeds to negotiate a truce/peaceful resolution, but Joseph will only give it if Silva is handed over to them and marries a suitor he's chosen... that being Jacob (much to the guy's dismay) because "the Voice said so". This doesn't work for Silva for many reasons (incompatible orientation, she hates Jacob plus the cult's guts and also the fact Joseph didn't even say anything about compensating the Hope County residents for the deaths and destruction they've brought being amongst those reasons), nor does it for Kamski and the Resistance so they decline... until Silva is given time think back on all the things that had lead her to this life, and a visit to Carmina and her parents reminding her of what she lost due to her past hotheadedness and thirst for vengeful justice, and her own guilt over multiple things push her to take the deal with Joseph with a few altercations; she will join Eden's Gate and marry Jacob if he can acknowledge that the marriage is purely tactical and does not at all require her and Jacob to do things that both would find uncomfortable or would be downright impossible for either to commit to, and she wants him to agree to whatever reparations the county wants back for all the trouble and terror Eden's Gate caused them.

By this point, in most fics like this, Eden's Gate and the Resistance would co-exist, and the deputy would slowly live assimilate in the lifestyle of the cult, and find it "not that bad".

Here though? I argue differently. I agree that if an alliance was required, Eden's Gate and the Resistance would team up to deal with the third party. But this isn't an alliance; it's a call for a truce/peaceful resolution to the violence.

I absolutely agree that Joseph views the Seals opening as a bad thing, and would hope to avoid it. He does not want any of his siblings to die, and hopes that his guidance can keep them to the visions where they do survive to see Eden (as his voicemail to John also implies) which the Voice showed him. However, while Joseph believes he can prevent the deaths, he is unaware that the Voice is capable of deceiving him, showing him visions it itself does not intend on following through with.

Joseph doesn't want the Seals to break... but what he doesn't know is that the Voice absolutely does, because that's how the Collapse happens; through sacrifices. It had designed things so that either Joseph loses his family again, or the deputy fails everyone and loses themself + everyone they've come to care for in the process. And in FC5, the Voice got a two-in-one package deal.

In this fic, the truce is exactly as it says on the title... null and void. It's a ploy. The Voice does not care for honor, or human concepts such as trust... it will ensure the Collapse happens, by either pushing its Muse (Silva) to the edge of distress til she fights back and breaks the rest of the Seals and taking all Joseph had, OR the Prophet (Joseph) pushes Silva til she breaks down after losing everything; the life she wanted to live, her independence, her community (again) and herself. The 'As Yourself' part of the title is up to interpretation... either it refers to the Voice, who is hollow inside except for its (preset) sadism and without any humanity whatsoever, or Joseph for literally sacrificing human values just to appease the Voice's demands despite how much damage it does and how much he may not personally like it, making him essentially a puppet, null and void.

As soon as the Voice gives the word, Joseph will break the truce and Eden's Gate will catch the Resistance unaware. At least... that's what the Voice expects to happen anyway.

Silva absolutely does not have a good time. After all, she's stuck in another cult that restricts her freedom and choices, plans on betraying her conditions, seeks to use very manipulation in the book to keep her with them while being unable to make contact with her friends and allies, is surrounded by people who either detest her or she feels absolute guilt for even being in the presence of (due to killing a lot of the followers) and being afraid to fight back in the off-chance that the truce is on.

Nadi and Alexander are the most sympathetic towards her. Faith isn't very sympathetic at first until she spends enough time with Silva that she jealously finds it unfair that Jacob gets to be married to someone who can rail her is such an ideal partner for her (which might lead to do something, le gasp... daring). John gets sympathetic when Nadi leaves him and he stumbles upon Silva in a very vulnerable state of mind. Jacob and Joseph though are the least sympathetic, with the Voice absolutely thriving in her misery.

Does this fic end happily, bittersweet or depressingly? I haven't decided, but it's one hell of a rollercoaster of emotions, that's for sure. This fic (not excluding The True Sinners) is the closest to a "Silva joins Eden's Gate" as you're going to get without completely changing her core values and beliefs.

Hope this is satisfactory!

#far cry the silver chronicles #far cry 5 #wip: a truce as null and void as yourself #oc: silva omar #joseph seed #jacob seed #faith seed #john seed #the seed family #the project at eden's gate #the resistance #fc5 the voice #oc: alexander khaos #oc: nadi sinclair #oc: kamski neon

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larrikin-is-a-himbo · 1 year

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My thoughts on Russian Doll: Rewatch Edition [Part 1]

I had forgotten how unexpected and jumpscare-y the first time Nadia dies is.

RUTH MY DARLING. HOW I MISSED YOU.

I could be at the best party of my life, surrounded by the people I love and who love me, and yet I would spiral into a sadness dissociation. Nadia is just like me fr. (I know the trauma was very recent but you get what I'm saying)

I love that homeless guy so much you don't understand. I don't care about the ex though.

Nadia, why are you sitting in such a vulnerable position when you've already died once?

It's actually so much interesting to see the people around Nadia slowly lose their sentience as the universe continues collapsing their reality. A great example of it is Maxine. You can see how much this timeloop affects everyone, best through her. There's subtle changes (maybe this needs a post of its own)

Love that she still thinks it's the drugs and not just the misfortune of being the victims of universe's educating spree.

I think something worse than dying again and again is dying in the same way multiple times. These goddam stairs.

Imagine being Maxine and your friend is just acting full on CRAZY crazy.

Giving new meaning to "It's my party, and I'll cry if I want to"

Going to the Rabbi. I think I would start going to priests/pandits/any other terminology used for them, if I was going this insane as well. I can't figure out if she's Jewish me or not though. As much as I can remember from my first watch, she's not. (I don't want to repeat the part.)

My favourite thing about Nadia, as a protagonist, is that she's not a saint, she's not likeable all the time. She has a lot of fuck ups, even if she's suffering at the whims of the universe. Normally, female characters aren't allowed to be raw and messy and human is such manner. Really shows you the difference in a show made by a woman and a show made by a man.

MY MAN IS HERE. Boy, you have a lot of loser energy but I love that so come here, baby.

"Like, if you weren't paying me, I never would've spoken to you" Wow. That wasn't even said to me and it stung so bad.

He has this deep sadness in him. An aching to keep his life in control, to be understood, to keep things as they are. It's an impossible thing to do, to accept that you can't avoid change.

"You fucked the gingerbread man?!" "Don't call him that." "YOU CALL HIM THAT." BAHAHAHA

Love the way Nadia finds Alan's name. Just based on the fact that he's uptight and way too routine oriented.

I HAD FORGOTTEN THE DOUCHEBAG NADIA MEETS ON THE FIRST NIGHT WAS THE GINGERBREAD MAN.

Death by electrocution. Jesus fucking Christ. That's horrible.

YES, MY BOY. Go completely unhinged. [<- Just threw his stuff like a normal person instead of rearranging it like a serial killer]

"Okay, check it out. I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me I'm a bad person. Nobody did it because I fucking rule, so... there goes your theory." This is going to be my mindset for the rest of my life. Impostor syndrome who?

I love the little details since Ep1 of how this loop is affecting the real world. The people disappearing, the food rotting, the animals disappearing.

Going the route of making the main male and female characters a Weirdo duo >>>>>>>>>>

"I don't know who the fuck you are, I don't know what's going on here, but either you two suck each other's dicks or get the fuck out of my apartment." MAXINE THE QUEEN YOU ARE.

WHEN NADIA DIES BY RUTH'S HANDS IS THE SADDEST ONE SO FAR. I HATE IT SO MUCH.

"Nobody chooses me. I'm the hole where a choice should be." This hurt me. Hit too close to home.

The way Nadia is slowly being consumed by the grief of this reality of hers. Seeing John have his heartbroken again and again. It's just. Your grief just doesn't affect you, it affects everyone, it consumes everything around you. (I wish I could articulate my thoughts and feelings better. I struggle to even form coherent sentences these days)

"You created an impossible game with a single character who has to solve everything entirely on her own. That's stupid." "Watch and learn, baby face." This is what we call foreshadowing.

"I can fuck you better than Mike" My boy you need to be awake first.

It's about community and love and connections. And how we as social beings need other people to survive and thrive and be safe. In every way, the physical, emotional, we need people. We cannot be loners. That's not a viable way of living. The moral of the story is let others help you, believe that the world is a better place because you're in it.

Not just that but a sub plot (the building block to the major plot in S2) that no matter how much you suppress your inner child, no matter how much you try to forget them, they're still within you. You cannot take care of your present self or improve things for your future self until you acknowledge the child.

It's just, how beautifully it is shown the importance of human connection, loving and caring for others, why it is the utmost responsibility as humans to keep each other safe and well. Humans didn't come all this way without that love and compassion, and this recent trend of hyper-individuality has really fucked us over.

#Wish I was better at articulating how I feel and how something made me feel but I grew up in a hosue where we never talk about what's wro-#-ng but bottle everything up. be passive aggressive. and wait for all the bottled emotions to explode so bad. the people around-#experience the sting of our words so bad it's like carrying a shrapnel in your chest #Anyways #Russian Doll #Russian Doll Season 1 #Nadia #Nadia Vulvokov #Alan Zaveri #Ruth Brenner #Maxine #Lizzy #John Reyes #Jae rewatches

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carryoncastiel · 1 year

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SPNWIN 1x13 - Season 1 Finale Thoughts

I have avoided all spoilers, let's see how this goes!

Oh it starts with the flashback of John coming back from the army

He's just sitting there for hours apparently

"John Winchester?" HEY I KNOW THAT DEEP VOICE

John: "Sir, can I help you". He calls him sir! That must be so weird for Dean lol

OMG Dean looks like a sailor! He has a turtleneck!!!

…and he gives John the fated letter from Henry

BOBBY!?!?!?

"We're not supposed to meddle with things, idjit". Oh so it is heaven shenanigans?

I cannot deal with Dean wearing that outfit, it looks so very not him lol

"One last hunt, huh?" "One last hunt." hmmmmmmmmm

Oooh the title card is different. It gets sucked into some interdimensional thingy or something? Well, I like it.

Henry has a lead on "the guy", apparently some hunter named Joan saw him. And Mary doesn't wanna go to that one college. The future without hunting is scary.

John wears the bad red plaid!

If Mary leaves hunting, what does it mean for her and John's relationship? Will we ever find out

Carlos looking at that Dean pic again:"Whoever he is, he is ruggedly handsome" 😏 Everyone has the hots for Dean and who can blame them (gonna be awkward once they find out who he is though…)

So either Dean has to kill the Akrida (since he is "not of this earth") or Ada has to burn her soul with the crystal. Decisions, decisions.

Lata is gonna look for a way to save Ada's soul if she has to use the crystal. My girl is gonna find a way!

So Joan who knows about Dean is also dead(or whatever state they are in)? Or she is some other being. Interesting.

Wait, Joan threw Dean and the Impala through the Akrida portal??? And only John's journal is left? What's going on…

Joan is the queen ooooooh. Now it makes sense.

John, don't stop her monologue, I wanna know more about her being human once!

Joan: "Join me, OR DIE." Girl, that's no choice.

She does the finger snap and is gone. Interesting.

Y'all didn't know Lata is still in the clubhouse that just got raided by the Akrida? Bad oversight.

Lata actually attacking the queen with a knife, breaking her pacifist streak. Sadly it doesn't do anything.

Joan Hopkins lived in 1673, wanted out of hunting and that's why she turned on her own kind.

Joan: "I lost my parents, my brother, all my family to the cause. And then…I lost my William." ALRIGHT ALRIGHT ALRIGHT I SEE

So because there was always more to fight, always a new apokalypse and all, Joan decided mankind is the problem. Because they always need saving and hunters are the ones paying the price….. That's one way to look at it I guess.

The monster essence drove her mad. Don't pump yourself full of monster juice kids!

OH NO LEAVE LATA ALONE D:<

Carlos having an amazing idea. Use the journal Dean left behind and the Osteum to get Dean back through the portal. Well let's go!

Poor Lata got posessed by the Akrida.

The Akrida were made by an "angry God" as a failsave to wipe out all existence. Yeah, that sounds like Chuck.

DO NOT THREATEN LATA I'M SERIOUS

Damn, Ada had to use the crystal to save Lata. I mean it was obviously gonna be used but still :(

They can only bring Dean back from the monster world at midnight. Of course.

John, are you really trying to get Mary to stay behind because whoever is gonna face the queen is probably not gonna come back? My dude, this never works.

John:"If we save the world then you're free." Such a meaningful line for this franchise…

So Mary actually does stay behind. Oh well

THEY HAVE SWORDS. SPN definitely needed more hunters using swords!

OH SHIT THE QUEEN ALSO HAS A SWORD. And the Akrida too. So many swords!!!

They really got the Impala through the portal! …but no Dean apparently. Eh, whatever we got the car that is also not of this earth. Vroom vroom bitches

Joan says she wiped out all the MOL. Wait a minute…

BABY TO THE RESCUE. Run her over

…But the Queen opens the portal just in time for Mary to drive the Impala through. Oh nooo

John falling to his knees. I'm sorry I'm getting destiel flashbacks again.

…of course the portal opens up again and Baby comes back. But now with a suspicious figure driving. WHO COULD IT BE

Oh hey Dean. Mary isn't back though. Hmm

No, she was in the Impala for the dramatic reveal. Okay okay.

Dean: "She[Baby] kept us save. Of course, there's not a lot that can tear me apart. I'm already dead" DUN DUN DUN

Dean was stuck in the world between worlds. Like Limbo you mean

NOT AMERICANA *sobs*

Dean was going for a drive in heaven, with a detour through the ~multiverse~. But what was he looking for?

"I was looking for my family." Yeah, we all were during that terrible excuse of a series finale…

"See, I come from a long line of hunters.I guess I was hoping somewhere out there was a earth, that has a version where my family had a shot at a happy ending." So here we have it. That ending was not a happy ending and Dean is looking for a better one.

So the Akrida were one of Chuck's last creations. Shocker.

Dean: "Now that the Akrida are gone, you can chose your own destiny. Write your own story". I wanna see that CW, give me season 2!!!

JACK!!!! OMG IT'S JACK. And Bobby again too.

Bobby: "This is all kinds of weird. Seeing Samuel witha full set of hair" LMAO

Dean is all "Sorry Jack I meddled with world. Guess I don't deserve heaven. I'm definitely not saying you should put me back on earth" lol

So Dean is gonna give other world John his own hunter's journal. THEY CAN USE THAT IN SEASON 2

Dean to Mary: " I know you think about quitting hunting. Believe me I understand. But you need to do me one favor. Keep an eye out for a yellow eyed demon" DEAN JACK SAID NO MEDDLING

He gives her The Colt!?!??! DUDE

Mary: "Your family…did you ever find a world where they had a shot at a happy ending?"

Dean looking at all of them "I think I did."

James Heffield(Hepfield? Jensen stop mumbling!). Is this some significant kind of name Dean is using?

And they are gone. Maybe we'll see them again…

Lata did find a way to restore Ada's soul. The mighty LORE strikes again.

Mary saw every possible version of herself going through the portal but she's gonna find her own path.

John: "Do me a favor?" "Anything." "No Goodbyes"

But one last kiss

John is all sad while the others talk about the next case. But look, Mary is "not leaving here without you" (sorry). She wants John to come with her. ROADTRIP

They are in the car and want some music.

Hepfield was adamant on one thing "Driver picks the music…" Ah the famous line

That was it. Finale of season 1. I really hope we get a second season! I don't want to lose these characters yet :( I'm not entirely sure what to make of the whole Dean bit. On the one hand they did give me "the finale was not a happy ending" but then it's all about blood family again and not even a tiny, subtle mention of anything Cas related. I don't want to be too disappointed, since they gave us destiel parallels again but man I just miss Cas :((( I have to think about it more.

Bonus:

Bobby's face is my face when i saw Dean in that outfit. It weird lmao

#spnwin #spnwin spoilers #spnwin 1x13 #spn #my thoughts #and now we wait for any news #on season 2 #and or spn 2: electric boogaloo

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1 13 and 18!

1) Is John misunderstood or a villain?

False dichotomy here. I think John is well understood by many fans in that he was a traumatized man and absent father who indoctrinated his sons into a brutal and violent lifestyle (raised them to be soldiers). Like Henrikksen was pretty spot on when he called him a cult leader. The demons just happened to be real.

It's disgusting to me how much John actively avoided his sons during season 1. They didn't even know vampires were still around! (???) John would just drop a pin at a location and send them on goose chases and maybe grace them with his presence if he needed them or they literally tracked him down. Despicable parent behavior.

I don't think this makes him a "villain" though. He's not actively antagonizing the boys (other than giving them soooooo much trauma that they aren't gonna work through). Arguably the most villainous he is is when he tells Dean he's gonna have to kill Sam, and then he dies.

So I don't know. I think he's a shitty dad who fucked them over at every opportunity, but in my head there's nuance between that and villain.

13) Leather jacket or Mary’s ring?

I'm definitely forgetting or missed the lore about Mary's ring, I'm assuming its one of the rings Dean used to wear before Jensen decided no he wouldn't. Or maybe it's from s12? Either way it didn't leave an impact on me (feel free to send me meta to change my mind 👀)

If I have to choose based on symbolism, leather jacket. The leather jacket is such a strong visual signifier of John's impact on Dean's life (your car is his your clothes are his even your music is his etc) AND the fact that he sheds it after a while demonstrates his growth away from being John's shadow. (I know they lost it but still it works for me in canon)

A ring just doesn't have that same (hah) ring to it, especially in a live action show where we don't get that many lingering shots of hands, or insight into how Mary affected Dean.

However. If Sam was wearing Mary's ring... That's something I could get into. Something about Sam latching onto a piece of the mother he never knew, wearing it every day (maybe on a chain so he could hide it under his shirt). Sam wearing the ring when he meets Ruby, wearing it on his hand after Dean goes to hell and staring at it when he exorcises demons (he's doing it for Her but really he's doing it for himself, just like John)

Agh I'm driving myself crazy with this idea actually, maybe the ring if Sam gets to wear it

18) When did Supernatural start declining in quality? (If it did?)

Hahaha well

I'm currently rewatching it so it's fresh in my mind. I've always said 4 and 5 are my favorite seasons but rewatching really cemented that for me. Supernatural is a show that varies in quality season by season, and after a certain point it varies drastically episode by episode. Seasons 1 and 2 are really fucking solid, but season 3 sucks a lot in a lot of ways due to the writer's strike. Then 4 and 5 come in and pick up the pieces pretty effectively.

I think if you're looking for a cohesive show with an ending that makes sense and narrative themes that work, you stop at the end of season 5. Season 6 is a huge dip in quality for me. The first half of the season is so fucking boring and confusing, and by the time it gets it's act together it's time for the finale. But that also makes it similar to season 3, just if season 3 had time to redeem itself.

But I love season 7. I love the new characters and the leviathan and the weird 2011 liberal sensibilities. Season 8 is straight up a vampire diaries soap opera.

Visually the quality declines drastically after season 5. Seasons 4 and 5 use a lot of interesting framing and visual symbolism which stood out compared to the rest of the show, and a lot of that is absent post season 5. A few episodes try to recapture it but the direction becomes pretty generic. The color grading too suffers a lot. There have been so many meta posts about it but truly why does the show get so bright and colorful. I'm not supposed to be able to distinguish dark green from black.

Character writing also suffers post s5. They put the boys through the same wringer over and over and Dean gets angrier and Sam gets quieter and that's it. Not that there aren't good lines or arcs, it's just that compared to the content of the first 5 seasons it's worse.

Notable exceptions, like I said I like season 7. I also think 11 and 12 are good. Season 15 is fucking crazy and evil but it also has like. A plot. Like it's doing season 5 again but at least it knows where it's going.

But yeah. Decline after season 5

Spn Discourse ask game

#ask game #spn posting #asked and answered #anonymous #thank you for letting me talk about eupernatural #i love her and i hate her #i will be thinking about sam wearing mary's ring a normal amount tho

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thirteensfavoritetoy · 2 years

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Warning: this is gonna a bit long & wordy

So one thing about TPOTD that I've been tossing back & forth in my head for a while now is where 13 & Yaz are gonna be on a mental & emotional level with each other when we first see them relating to one another in the ep. Will they be noticeably closer than before, will there be an unpleasant tension between them, or will things be pretty much status quo, with no noticeable difference either way?

The cynic/pessimist in me tends to believe that there won't be any real difference because Chibbs will want to focus as much of the ep on the bigger storylines involving the assorted enemies, UNIT, yada yada yada, with minimal focus on their relationship. But then there's other times when I feel that he's quite aware of the importance of the Thasmin story arc & will give it its just due from an early point onward.

So, if we go on the assumption that there will be a noticeable difference between them either way, be it a new closeness or an emotional wall that they'll need to break through, this also raises the more specific question of where Yaz is mentally & emotionally following the Conversation on the Beach.

On the one hand, 13 pretty much put the kibosh on the idea of them being in a "relationship" due to her past trauma & the knowledge that it will eventually end in pain, certainly for her & possibly for Yaz as well. OTOH, Yaz now knows how 13 feels about her, knows that 13 would spend forever with her if that were possible, & that at least in theory she could spend the rest of her life by 13's side, living a very fulfilling life, seeing the universe while still finding time for occasional trips back to Earth to see her family.

The question is...is that enough for her? Genuinely, I don't know.

Three further points worth considering:

1. The possibility that there'll be some sort of callback to Captain Jack's advice to "enjoy the journey while it lasts"

2. How much time will have passed since the Conversation

3. What the three of them have been doing during that time

While the first of these is something I only think has a vague possibility of happening, the other two, I believe, are much more telling. If 13 reverts to her old ways of avoiding emotions (in the early parts of the ep, at least), I'd say there's a decent chance we'll get some exposition regarding them having seen & done a lot since the Conversation, largely in an attempt by 13 to distract herself & Yaz from any further emotional complications. (But of course Yaz would know what was really going on.)

Reflecting now on John Bishop's recent quote of “you can see the change in the Doctor & change in the dynamic”, I must admit a tendency to believe that a noticeable change in their relationship dynamic will be evident from an early point in the ep, but ofc his statement is deliberately vague & doesn't imply that the change is a positive or negative one either way.

Anyway enough rambling for now, gotta get to work...

#doctor who #thirteenth doctor #13th doctor #yasmin khan #thasmin #the power of the doctor #tpotd #chris chibnall

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What's the team member's reaction when someone they care about lets them down? How do they guard themselves against further disappointment?

I'm just gonna put the main team for the case of my sanity 👌

Zil: He's more on frustrated than angry, and trying to keep it on that level. He doesn't want to lash out, knowing it was just a mistake made and can be fixed. Zil will try to communicate why he's disappointed and try to help the other person to avoid it happening again.

Thalia: She's a bit stunned. She had her expectations, just waiting for disappointment and even internally joking about it, and only to be surprised that it actually happened. To lessen any further disappointments, she'll slowly stop asking the other person for anything.

Jane: Unsurprised. It's not the first time anyway. She won't do anything about it though, declaring herself "too tired to fix someone else".

John: No one can really tell with him, since he puts his emotions in a vault and is always with an aloof look.

Ariel: It depends what kind of let down it was. If it were something small, then she sees no problem. But if it's actually something serious/big, then... I don't think Ariel will exactly guard herself from further disappointment, but she will just lower her expectations just a bit.

Zelek: He'll just give a long stare in silence, before letting out a sigh. He's not mad, only disappointed. He won't really guard himself either, but just expect to be disappointed again to lessen the blow.

#Team ask #curious anon #Zil #Thalia #Jane #John #Ariel #Zelek

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lizajane2 · 1 year

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Outer banks 1x02

"Maybe you should get better friends."

"Maybe you should get a better boyfriend."

"Like one who doesn't poach?" Uh, how about one that doesn't threaten to drown JB and almost kills said person and doesn't feel guilty about it. How about that Sarah?

JB and JJ have the best friendship. I live for them as the powerhouse duo of this whole show. Like the couples are just kinda meh but the bond JB and JJ have is just amazing. The two of them just bounce off each other. Like their crazy matches each other and it's just pure chaos.

"Bro had a semi-automatic to your head." "That's what I'm saying. It's insane." You all should really think about why... you dipshits. How entitled can you be?

Unpopular opinion: I don't like Rafe that much. His sister could possibly die from falling into the water that's been electrified and his reaction is to assume that she will rather than give a shit. Like what? Red flag. At first, I thought he was just being an asshole of a brother. NOT.

Wheezie has a big mouth... although Topper had reason to worry. Can't blame him for that.

JJ's hands make my hand kink worse than it already is. Like all he's doing is smoking a vape and I'm like "choke me."

"I was under duress." The way his voice cracks. LMFAO!!

"Now you don't have the gun the one time we need the gun?" Kie either you let him keep the fucking weapon or you don't. Fucking CHOOSE.

"JJ loves the rooster", a few minutes later he snaps its neck... that's depressing.

The gaslighting from Topper is strong with this one. "I'm sorry that uh.. That I had a gun pointed at my head. Do you know how that feels?!" He almost murdered someone, fucking dumbass! HELLO?! "I deserve that." Not what she said at all, and he wasn't gonna stop so... "I'm just trying to protect you." and right back around to making her sound crazy "I don't think you're getting it though." Then flips to making her feel guilty about the whole situation like it's her fault, "I'm sorry I just care about you."

John B kisses Kiara, but she's confused and thrown by the whole thing meanwhile:

Me: "What? I'm confused that you're confused that he'd kiss you. We're all confused at your confusion."

You know, I'm gonna admit that I liked Ward in the first and second episodes. He made himself seem like a decent person, a family man and worked hard. How wrong I was.

I'm surprised that high of a voltage didn't knock him unconscious.

And after the kiss, Kie's in a weird fucking mood. She sounds even a little agitated and avoids JB like the plague even though she said that she didn't mind. I'm a woman and I don't even fucking understand what she's doing!!

"Let's stay friends, Even though I've been crushing on you since the first episode." Oh my god, what is this? The 1st grade?

Like I love Kie but girl, what the fuck?

JJ is all chaos, all the time. Who the hell barks at snakes?

#outer banks #outer banks season 1 #john b routledge #jj maybank #kiara carrera #pope heyward

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janeeyreheresy · 1 year

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The Saint John

St John Rivers has ambitions of going to India to be a missionary. He wants Jane to come with him--as his wife. He is honest about it not being a marriage of love, purely of convenience, he thinks Jane would make a good missionary's wife and they could do a lot of good together. (Why he bothers about that now that he has some money is not something I can explain, but okay.) He says she was made for labour, not for love.

Which is a shitty thing to say, but... she admitted something of the kind herself. This is a warning to you all--don't be self-deprecating.

I don't want to do a deep dive into St John. There has been a lot said about him by others, so I don't think I need to add to it. You know, I don't like comparisons. Old media or new media, mainstream or obscure, movies or books, what if I like both? What if both is good? And as both can be good, equally both can be bad. Just because St John sucks, doesn't mean Rochester doesn't. Both are bad. Jane doesn't have to be with either of them. She can find someone better. They're not the two last remaining men on Earth. And even if they were, she should still be with neither. She can stay single. Not for those self-deprecating reasons above, but because she deserves better.

There's too much focus on St John. I'd rather hear more about Diana and Mary. Gods know Jane needs female friends.

I wish St John was a better character. I'd prefer him to be a normal guy, who'd become a brother to Jane. Heck, even better if he was the nice friendly curate that I mentioned before, in the Thornfield church, or whatever the church is called, the one where the wedding didn't happen. He'd end up being her true love.

Imagine Jane meeting him when she moves to Thornfield, the first Sunday she goes to church. They become friends, talk about faith and philosophy and whatever, they get on. But soon he leaves for his own parish. Jane feels lonely. Rochester arrives at the scene. All the shit goes down, yadda yadda. Jane flees Thornfield. She seeks shelter with the only friend she's got, at his new parish. (Imagine it's somewhere not too far, where Jane can afford a fare, it can still be the same Morton place.) He takes her in, and she slowly falls for him as she recovers from the ordeal and from her unhealthy obsession with Rochester. They see an advert in a paper that is looking for a Miss Jane Eyre. She writes to Briggs, gets her fortune, and somewhere on the way meets her cousins Diana and Mary and she shares the money with them. (St John is not her cousin in this AU, to avoid that coincidence.) Add in bit of a romantic conflict with St John thinking she might not want him after she gets rich, or that she's still in love with her former employer. They marry and live happily ever after.

Most importantly, in this AU, his name is not St John.

I should have just made a post listing fanfic ideas.

Perhaps you think I had forgotten Mr. Rochester, reader, amidst these changes of place and fortune.

No, I don't think you have forgotten Mr Rochester, but you have no idea how much I wish you did.

She writes to Briggs, inquiring where Rochester is. Briggs writes back that he doesn't know. (Briggs to his associates: "the fuck is wrong with this woman? Are we sure that the money is safe with her?") She writes to Mrs Fairfax, twice, but gets no answer.

What Could Have Been

This could have been the best part of the book, if Charlotte wrote it better. Jane getting the money, finding new friends/family, getting over Rochester, doing new things and going to new places. She should travel, go shopping with the girls. It would be a much better experience than the harrowing shopping trip with Rochester. Diana gives her some fashion tips, Jane finally discards the boring blacks and greys, shreds the idea of plainness. I think hers was more a case of "you're not ugly, just poor". She was not pretty, but neither was she that ugly. And not just that. She could do some charity work, help those in need, poor orphans like she used to be. And where's that dream of opening her own school?

What Charlotte gives us instead is tedious talks with St John. It's obvious he only exists to make Rochester look better in comparison. Doesn't work on me, like I said, both are the worst, each in his own shitty way.

Jane entertains the notion of going to India, but not as St John's wife. He won't hear of it, as the two of them going to India as single people is not advisable. One day she's finally broken enough to agree to be his wife. As she's about to say yes, she hears Rochester's voice calling to her. It calls "Jane" three times. She goes to bed (it's night), wakes up early the next morning, packs a bag and gets on a coach to Thornfield.

Keep in mind, neither Diana nor Mary know anything of her unhappy love affair. This is why I say she needs female friends. St John knows only because he heard of it from Briggs. I wish she told them. I like to think that by hearing herself tell her story, she'd realise how awful Rochester is and forgets him. And if it's so necessary for her to travel to Thornfield, for closure or whatever, she should take Diana and Mary with her.

#jane eyre #st john rivers #stupid stupid STUPID girl #jane eyre meta #what could have been

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