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the sky is crying with me
#its raining in pune#gotta love cyclones#and their aftereffects#i had a bad day and now im making the sky hail said the liv crain in me
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( sc. ) she is never alone, and yet always lonely. the sounds of her children fade into a distant hum of sound, her migraines becoming progressively worse as days come to pass. colour desaturates, her view of the world becoming a dreary black and white as she stands still and silent in the foyer of hill house. it's dark. no light shines in the middle of the night, and olivia is not alone. she stares at the doors, once opening with ease, welcoming her in - now, they're heavy, and they refuse to budge. she doesn't blink as she starts to move towards them, something not altogether figment urging her forward.
run, it whispers in her head, faint and fractured. her hand rises, the sleeve of her robe brushing her hip as she reaches for the door, her fingertips grazing the wood, and yet- nothing. olivia's head tilts, the haze in her eyes clearing as she blinked rapidly, startling backwards one step, two . . . the house is suffocating her, and when she opens her mouth to breathe - she can't. liv gasps, turning to stumble back up the stairs to her bedroom, where she can wake hugh to help her breathe
gasps stifles in her throat as she comes face to face with a mirror image, her own eyes staring back at her, and the shadows of the house shifts. decay creeps across the floor, the wall - her head turns, gaze drifting over years of abandonment to the vines that grow wild over the windows. she inhales. " is this, " she starts, voice quiet and hoarse from disuse as she spins back to @000warning, her other self. " - is this . . . a dream ? "
#& in ‚ writing.#& as ‚ olivia crain.#& ft ‚ 000warning.#that thing we talked about#not sure if this is pre liv's death and she's seeing dead liv#or if this is post liv's death and your liv is the house#up to you ?#idk lots we could do#this very well could be a dream idk lol
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after a recent rewatch of hill house, i realized one of my favorite moments is olivia and nellie embracing hugh in the red room, and the look olivia gives to steve. her clear dissatisfaction with the outcome of her decades long plan to get her kids back in that house is illustrated so well by just that look. do you think, just theoretically and not like "write a sequel" because everything that needed to be said was said, but theoretically do you think liv would someday try again? or would hugh and nell be powerful enough to stop her forever? i assume there are enough craine allies in the house now, (dudley fam, hugh, nell, and the neutral ghosts from before that didn't seem to have issues with the craines), but the house itself is the last and most powerful villain in that universe- could olivia ever get her chance again?
I leave that to the audience - my feeling was that I had told the Crain story as far as I could, and it had resolved to my satisfaction. I loved those characters so much, and I wanted to leave them (those who were left, anyway) to their private fates.
I also love that look that Carla gives, it made me grin on set when she did it and I thought it left the door just wide enough to ignite the question in people's imagination. I think the answer is entirely up to you - that story belongs to the audience now, and I had felt that those characters had earned their privacy. I was grateful that the studios didn't put more pressure on me to continue their stories, and instead allowed us to tell a whole new story with Bly Manor rather than try to force a followup with Hill House.
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I promise I'll look for you in a thousand life times.
Olivia crain x Fem!Reader
Warning: fluff, depression, anxiety, headaches, delusional, pills, sleep deprivation, sleep talking, nightmares, fainting, slight argument, sleep talking, pre kidnapping, almost suicide,etc.
A/N: all my THOHH fans tap in please, justice for our liv🥺. Btw this fic is a spoiler for anyone who hasn't watched the show yet, and most of this fic falls around episodes 1,4,6,8,9 and 10.
The crain family was.... different..... they weren't like other families and they knew that too. They weren't the normal family you'd meet on a daily basis. When you started working for the crain family as a babysitter, you heard many stories about the family.
How the claimed to see things. That Olivia was a witch. That the family believed in a whole lot of creepy stuff and even acted weird. That didn't bother you though.... why should it?... no one's normal, absolutely no one, no matter how hard they tried.
So what if the crain family acted a certain way, or maybe they just had special gifts that weren't quite understood by others.... and that's fine.
You met with the family for dinner three years ago, you met Nelly or rather Eleanor, theo or Theodora, Luke, steven and Shirley. They were decent kids. Kind, sweet, caring, funny even.
Something you admired about the kids were their passions. Eleanor tea cup parties, Shirley nature and taking photos, Luke adventuring or protecting Nelly. And then there were theodora and Steven who were always off doing their own things or studying something fascinating.
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Then there was Olivia crain, Olivia was something else.... her aura was soft. She was pretty and smart and very caring and kind towards you. She loved her kids with everything in her.... her heart clung to them. She even said once that nothing or no one will ever be able to stop her from even dying for them.
The floor boards creaked as you made your way into the kitchen for breakfast. Slowing rubbing your eyes as the sun glazed partially through them from the sunset window above. You turned the corner one eye open, suddenly you bumped into someone. You stopped dead in your tracks and opened your eyes fully to see Mr. Hugh walking away quickly with a cup of coffee in his hands.
" good morning Mr. Hugh-" but before you could completely finish your sentence he was already gone from your sight. It's only then as you stood there you felt how cold the atmosphere setting was... as if someone had died.
You had only caught a glimpse of his face and something deep within told you that something was wrong this morning. You thought nothing of it and looked at everyone in the kitchen having breakfast.... except not happily.
" good morning, my loves" you spoke walking around the table to kiss every child on the forehead. There were mumbled and grumbles said back to you as you made your way into the pantry. You then noticed that you haven't seen Olivia. Which was quite strange since she's usually the first one up to help you a little bit with the kids.
You clicked the kettle and stood with your back against the counter as you waited for your water to get hot. You inspected the kids once again and something gaved you the chills. You sighed as your eyes landed on Nellie who was finding it hard to eat her scrambled eggs since they were very hot. You walked over to her and crouched down on your knees.
You tucked a strand of hair behind her hair and brushed down her fly aways. She smiled at you and you returned it.
" did you sleep well?" You asked her and she nodded chewing on another piece of her food. The real reason why you weren't the one to make the kids breakfast was because you were up the entire night with Nellie. Her nightmares are the worst. She claims she sees this lady that she calls " the bent neck lady" above her every time she opens her eyes at night.
The poor girl was scared completely out of her shadow last night, shaking and shivering in your arms, sobbing even. You sang her a little song and caressed her cheeks and brushed your fingers through her hair until she eventually had the courage to fall asleep and believe that you'd protect her.
You had told her parents above it, Olivia more times than Hugh since she's less busy and has more time to listen, and after all she was Nellie's mother but they both brushed it off as Nellie being at the age where she could handle herself.
Which is true, she was a big girl but she was still even scared of the dark, which is normal for a kid but Nellie was absolutely terrified at night, and that isn't normal. And then you had to sit at Shirley's bedside and hold her hand because she was sleep talking. Ever since the family moved to the hill house they've all been acting strange. Seeing things. Hearing things. Feeling them even. Mostly Olivia. She was the one you'd feared for more. Even more than Nellie.
" but mommy and daddy fought this morning and yelled" your brows quirked as your body stiffened. Hugh and Olivia..... fight?.... yell?.... again not normal. You tried not to make it too obvious to the little girl that you were surprised but instead tried to comfort her.
" Nellie! Don't tell her that!" Theodora shouted and Steven spiked back.
" theo don't talk to her like that! She's been with us longer than the others!" he spoke.
" so?! that doesn't mean she gets to know all of our business" theodora bit back as she stormed out, Steven quickly following behind.
" no but she's seen and heard us more than anyone has!" His voice got lower as they went deeper into the house where you could no longer hear them speak. You paid no mind to her though, she was always the feisty one, which was something you admired.
You stood there silently before Luke and Shirley placed their plates into the sink before walking past you shyly. You looked down at Nellie, searching her eyes for an silent answer.
" daddy wants mommy to go to her sisters house for the weekend because he thinks she's crazy" the little girl whispered before getting up from her seat and hugging you with tears in her eyes. You comforted her the best you could, rubbing her back and whipping her tear stained cheeks.
" it's ok Nel, I'll talk to your mom and dad ok?" She nodded and quickly exited the room, you stood there for a minute trying to process everything before you sighed deeply. You cared for Olivia and her wellbeing, especially for her mental state as of now. Olivia wasn't well. It's as the house was a vampire, sucking and draining every bit of happiness from her, plus the kids not being able to be comfortable in the house bothered her even more.
You noticed Olivia's pills in the kitchen counter cabinet, you walked towards the cabinet and took out the bottles, the one for her headaches, depression and anxiety. You walked back up the stairs and down the hallway into Olivia's and Hugh's bedroom. You weren't allowed in there but you needed to speak to Olivia urgently.
You knocked twice and waited for her to answer but there was complete silence, no approaching footsteps, no body shifting in sign of answering the door, nothing. Dead and spine chilling silence. As if there was no one at all in the room. You decided to twist the knob to see if it was unlocked, after discovering so you pushed the door and entered.
You then saw Olivia standing infront of the window in a beautiful red dress with flower patterns on it, her hair neatly tucked in her curls not a songle one out of place. What she was looking at remained unknown. You stepped further into the room and closed the door behind yourself. You waited for her to acknowledge your presence but it seems as if she never heard you enter at all.
You walked up even closer to her and noticed that her pupils were dilated all the way and there was only a thin line of crystal blue could be seen. Absolutely no sign of life in them.
" Olivia?" You called out her name softly, not wanting to snatch her from whatever mental state she was in too quickly to make it become prolonged. She slowly turned her head into your direction and smiled softly before her head snapped back to the window fast as if she was a cat haunting it's prey.
" do.... do you hear that?" She asked as she took slow steps closer towards the window.
" hear what?" You replied. At this point you were beyond worried for Olivia, she needed help, maybe Hugh's idea wasn't as bad after all.
" the whispers" she spoke up, before you can ask what whispers she shushed you by placing a finger onto your lip, tilting her head to the side as she listened again.
" there it is again.... they're calling Nellie's name..." her facial expression was unreadable, you couldn't tell if she was being serious or if the voices have really gotten the best of her. Tears filled her eyes as she leaned on your shoulder clinging to your shirt tightly with her fists.
" don't let them take her away please!" You held onto her tightly, gently letting both your body's fall to the ground. You brushed the hair away from her face and realized that her eyes were closed. She fainted..... you muttered ' shit ' before you lifted her body off the floor and placed her onto the bed.
Suddenly she gasped loudly as if she had drowned and had now been given CPR. You grabbed the back of her head and quickly sat her up against the head board. She sighed before softly started chuckling. She turned her head towards you and smiled. She raised her hand to your cheek and carefully caressed your skin.
" are you scared? Your pale" she chuckled biting her lip. You playfully touched her arm but you quickly had to pull it back. Olivia was as cold as ice, as if she wasn't alive. You decided to keep quite, she already has enough stress as we speak but she needed to know the truth.
" I think that you should atleast re think Hugh's offer, we only want wants best for you liv" you spoke clearly without a doubt In mind. Olivia's facial expression changed drastically as she looked at you as if she was totally flabbergasted.
" you believe him.... you think I'm crazy? You think that theses pills are what's allowing me to keep my sanity?" Her voice was hoarse and full of hurt.
" no! Of course not Olivia! But I want you to be able to be sane and think for yourself without the pills" she cut across you, stopping your sentence.
" but I am! Don't you believe me?!" She was getting railed up and that's the last thing you wanted to happen because it often doesn't end well.
" I do! But your not well Olivia can't you see?!" She paused, her eyes flickered as a tear rolled down her cheek. Her hand that was rested upon your thigh shook and you both looked down at the same time to look at it and she immediately looked away.
" I only want what's best for you Olivia. So please just for two days, get some fresh air, go to an amusement park or go on a nature walk" you spoke, gently caressing her thigh.
" i won't let them take Nellie away from me, not my baby" she spoke softly, leaning closer towards you.
" no one is gonna hurt them I'm right here, I promise" you whispered back, she kissed your cheek and rested her head on your chest before sighing. You both stayed like that for a while before she spoke up again.
" I wanna wake up... so badly.... why can't I just wake up...." She kept repeating this phrase over and over again and you could see the color draining from her eye. She's going to get a headaches. You quickly grabbed her compression pillow, her eye cover fabric along with her pills. You calmed her body by placing a hand on her abdomen then pushing the pillow behind her neck then placing the fabric over her eyes.
You tapped on her lips and she open her mouth to take in the pills, you brought the glass of water to her lips and held a hand under her mouth as she drank the water. She coughed slightly before turning her head away. You put down the cup and sat back down besides her. Eventually you fell asleep, this sudden tiredness washed over you as you fell into deep slumber.
You awoken in your room that the Crain's had provided for you in the house. There were thuds and loud bangs along with screaming being heard from the upstairs. You rushed up thinking someone may have broken in. Running upstairs that's when the sound of glass breaking and Olivia's screams can be heard.
" olivia!?" You call out as you ran down the hallway, you ran and ran until you felt as if you were out of breath, no matter how much you ran the hallway seemed to become longer. You could hear running footsteps everywhere.
" stop trying to take my babies away from me!" You heard Olivia scream in agony. Who's taking the kids? You tried to follow her voice as best as you could. All you heard and could hear was your thudding footsteps against the hardest of the wood and your racing heart beat.
A hand grabbed you by the waist and forced you to stop, you turned around to see Hugh, he had both Nellie and Luke lifted up in his hands both of them staring at you petrified.
" y/n we have to go now" you looked at him completely confused.
" no time for questions, the other kids are already outside in the car" you shook you head and stepped back. In the car? What about Olivia..... is Hugh the one who's taking her babies away?... before he can grab your hand again you bolted away from him with full speed. You called out Olivia's name but there was no answer, only that dead silent of the time when you entered her room. Remember the dead look in her eyes and ran faster.
You looked everywhere for her before searching upon the balcony. And there she was..... in her night gown about to leap off the edge. You swiftly grabbed her hips right before she could but it was too late.... you both went over. Falling in slow motion graciously. You could feel Olivia's fear, not of dying but leaving her children alone. Leaving Nellie and Luke out in the dark as they said. All your memories in life flashed before your eyes but the only person on your mind was Olivia.
Right before your body could hit ground you pulled her onto you. Your body hit the ground with a loud brutal thud. Your ears began to rang as you heard Olivia call out your name and touch your face, her hands still very cold. She grabbed the back of your head and placed it on her lap as she ran her fingers through your hair sobbing.
You smiled softly up at her, stretching your weak hand up to caress her cheek.
" why are you crying my love?" You asked and she sniffed.
" why didn't you go on without me?"
" how could I? " you asked, and she began to cry more and your eyes fought to stay open. You knew you were dying but you needed five more minutes for your last words. Olivia cradled your body as close as possible to hers.
" I couldn't let you die alone liv" you whispered as you slowly felt all your organs shut down one by one. Her eyes filled with more tears, clinging onto your shirt she whispered no over and over again.
" guess what...." You breathed as you breath began to leave your body.
" what?" She whispered.
" I believed you.... I always did..... you aren't crazy..." You gasped before tightly holding onto her hand.
" no, please, I'm so sorry" she muttered repeatedly as she left kisses all over your face.
Olivia will forever be grateful for your sacrifice and she'll continue to live for you.... because you'll forever live in her. Olivia did wake up.... you woke her up..... she stopped having her headaches. Nellie missed you the most. How you'd stay up with her and help her cope with her nightmares, how you'd swore to protect her.
" dont be, I promise I'll look for you in a thousand life times" and with that sentence you took your last breath. Olivia felt as your hand slowly realased hers as your body relaxed. She cried out loudly tears clouding her vision she tightly hugged your body.
There's nothing more you wanted than to die for Olivia crain. Noting more you wanted than for Olivia crain to not be dead. To not lose herself thinking that everyone thought that she was crazy or needed to see an psychiatrist or mental help. Because all the really needed was someone to listen. Someone to hold her. Be there for her..... she no one was. She gaved comfort but never received it in return.
It's sad that not even Hugh or her kids or Carla never once sat down with Olivia and talked to her like the normal human being she was..... they all thought she was crazy. But never once did they stop to wonder if she was truly ok. To actually listen to her for once. Because behind the dreams that she has, behind the headaches. Olivia was just a human being who wanted to find herself, who just wanted to wake up.
She'd die for her children. While someone else died for her. Olivia was heartbroken as she attended your funeral. Seeing how your mother broke down. She'll forever think about the opportunities you'd miss, her silly joke about pandas not liking macaroni, the family dinners, Shirley's random photos on a Sunday, Nellie silly tea parties, Steven's book speeches, theodoras crazy conspiracy theories, Luke's wild guess as to how trees can re plant themselves in outer space.
Most of all Olivia will miss your eyes, the way they'd lit up when she sang or when you were around the kids, your gigles when she told you a joke or when theodora chased you around the yard for Halloween. Your kisses, your hugs your words of affection and affirmation. She sighed as she pastor continued the eulogy. She looked outside the church and saw you.
You waved and winked.
" I love you" you whispered before flying away. She smiled.
" and I'll forever love you" she whispered back.
Hill house will forever have its history written in black and it's past owners reminded of the lives it took. But we must cherish our memories made because the rest is just confetti. Hill house.... not sane, stands against its hills holding darkness within. It has stood so for a hundred years and will stand so for a hundred more, and thoses who walk there..... walk alone, sorry and thoses who walk there walk together......
A/n: sorry not sorry to all the hearts I broke with this because where are all of the Olivia fics on here?!?!? Not even one🥺and my baby deserves better?!? Tbh if I was in the TV show I'd hold livs hand and jump with her😤. Anyway hope you enjoyed!
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No Carla hits like Liv Crain.
#the haunting of hill house#carla gugino#Liv my doomed beloved#the warmest and messiest all in one go it has been years and 500 viewings and I’m still so in love with her#what a performance. what a character.
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Online Shrine - Joey/Leigh Crain/Olivia Crain
A/N: Still day 5 of @polyamships Multiamory March. GIFs made for me by the bae @whoreofthecottage
It had been Shirley and Theo who set up the Crain family memorial page. It’s Joey who finds Leigh staring at it. It’s Joey who leads her away to the sofa and Liv, the woman who lost three children to Hill House but still has infinite kindness and patience with Leigh, the woman who had known Joey needed a place to stay and reached out when she knew Joey had been Luke’s friend and almost lover.
Now, Leigh settled between them, Joey sighs, nestles herself into Leigh and watches from where she’s resting her head against Leigh’s shoulder as Leigh leans up for Liv’s soft kiss, the woman’s gentle peace seeming to sooth Leigh’s wounded soul all over again.
#multiamory march#olivia crain#leigh crain#joey#joey/leigh/olivia#thohh#the haunting of hill house#day 5: online
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24 SEVEN SAN ANTONIO RESULTS 2022/23
JUNIOR SOLOS:
1st Braylynn Grizzaffi - THE POINTE STC!
2nd Sara von Rotz - P21 STC!
2nd Faith Crain - PRODIGY STC!
3rd Roxie Onellion - THE BASE STC!
3rd Channing Embry - NEXT STEP STC!
4th Bristyn Scifres - P21 STC!
4th Brighton Cavell - INSIGHT STC!
5th Brooklyn Van Ausdall - DV8 STC!
5th Liv Garcia - DANCE INSTITUTE STC!
5th Mia McNelis - NEXT STEP STC!
5th Tessa Ohran - CSPAS STC!
5th Stevie Keys - NEXT STEP STC!
6th Winter Eberts - P21 STC!
6th Harper Hammes - DANCE INSTITUTE STC!
6th Mariajose Hernandez - TSAB STC!
7th Sydney Marshall - NEXT STEP STC!
7th Alivia Glasco - NEXT STEP STC!
7th Cora Lubojasky - NEXT STEP STC!
7th Amabella Tarrago - FOCAL POINT STC!
8th Hadlee Heriford - CSPAS
8th Emma Gallardo Garcia - NEXT STEP
9th Roberta Salinas Fernandez - ALE MANCILLAS
9th Molly Brown - NEXT STEP
9th Lily Tompkins - NEXT STEP
10th Isabella DiBenedetto - NEW LEVEL
10th Stephanie Lee - NEXT STEP
10th Aaliyah Lumaye - NEXT STEP
10th Madison Ramsey - ARTISTRY IN MOTION
10th Kenzie Dziedzic - NEXT STEP
JUNIOR DUO/TRIOS:
1st Lost Song - LA DANSE
2nd Party In The USA - AVANT
3rd Hard Time - STUDIO 49
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Hill House: Touch
1. Theodora Crain, my beloved... I love all the Crain kids, but Theo is my child. It could be I favor her because I see a lot of myself in her, or it could be Middle Child Solidarity, or it could be that Kate Seigel is awesome at what she does. (Mr. Flanagan, I'm in love with your wife.) Theo kinda bridges the spectrum of the siblings, if you ask me. She's part elder, looking out for and after those around her, and part younger, fragile and vulnerable and will shatter with the right pressure. Her emotional walls and physical boundaries are a necessity, and they're all that's holding her together. When they slip, she'll fall apart. The scene of her and Nellie in the morgue is gut-wrenching and hurts more on rewatch than it did the first time.
2. Again with the symmetry of plot lines and the past mirroring the present. I love the writing so much, holy shit oh my god.
3. "We didn't know you were into...." "Bridesmaids?" XD
4. God, Liv. She breaks my heart, and I love Carla Gugino for it.
5. Have I mentioned how much I love Theo? *wraps her in a blanket and tucks her in with hot cocoa*
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witness marks.
the haunting of hill house | G | 1057 words
hugh crain/olivia crain
for challenge #1, @writers-choice; no trigger warnings
"All right," Hugh says, pleating his fingers tighter with his wife's, his new wife, merely five hours minted. The rings are still new and not quite settled, and he has secret plans to replace Liv's in ten years with something big and starry like her eyes (when she'd taken off her engagement ring they'd both exclaimed in surprise at the ruddy ring of skin beneath it, like she was already married to some red phantom).
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NICK CLARK BY ATLAS / LIV CRAIN
#NICKCLARK from FEAR THE WALKING DEAD
❯ CANON DIVERGENT/ INDEPENDENT NICK CLARK
❯ NICK CLARK EST. 2015
Some trigger warnings for NICK CLARK are as follows:
• horror (FTWD has the undead)
• mentions of death (characters die in FTWD)
• drugs (NICK CLARK is a recovering addict)
• apocalyptic scenarios
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removed muses:
anita darling
jasper badun
imelda rivera
wynne
larianni (oc)
dawn
dorian pavus
bubo rodriguez
dolores madrigal
heather summers
viraj kaur
zhang jun
arden mcnamara
claire parker
bianca rivera
beau wilcott
daisy bright
duke bright
carmen villanueva
allison cooper
kitty
emma pillsbury
tina cohen chang
sadie oakley
aneesa
dani clayton
rebecca jessel
eleanor crain
liv moore
peyton charles
chiara de russo
oliver cho
bobbi morse
marci forrester
remington
elsie odair
nancy drew
ellen
agnes amaranth eastwood
charon
ceony twill
luke castellan
emery thane
erika
garrett
abigail lockwood
elsje
ben ravencroft
johnny gat
bertrand baudelaire
frank denouement
sancho paco panza
misty waters
goth boy
buddy
lyndsey
dusty hogg
linus
maya torres
rose blythe
carina escobar
cassandra de rossi
santos bergeron
megurine luka
megpoid gumi
trina vega
frederick frankenstein
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AS OF NOW IN YOUR LIFE who are your favorite heroines of horror content?
I love many things about you, Liv, but one of my favorite things is your determination to tee your friends up for FANGIRLING.
So in light of watching Prey, and then rewatching my favorite parts of Prey, and then telling everyone I know to watch Prey, I obviously must say NARU is easily a top tier horror (and action) heroine for me.
You know what I love about Naru? Aside from everything and Amber Midthunder's performance? I love the fact that she begins the movie essentially wanting to prove that she's "as good as the boys", but throughout the film she must access not only the hunting skills she's built up over the years, but the "feminine" training she tried to reject. In fact, the movie highlights that physically, Naru just can't do some of the things the other hunters do. Like the moment when she almost dies in quicksand! Physically, she's just not quite as big or built as the men in her tribe. But she has still worked fucking hard, and she's able to combine that effort with the things she's learned from her mother to be this ULTIMATE hunter.
I. Just. Fucking. Love. Her.
Going down the list:
Adelaide Wilson, Us--I think what strikes me about Addy, aside from Lupita's performance (my favorite Lupita performance still) is the brutality innate to her story. She's very much a.... morally gray... heroine. If you can call her the heroine, which I do. You end the movie feeling like you don't actually know her, and that's a quality I just love.
Rosemary Woodhouse, Rosemary's Baby--This movie is one incredibly dark horror show for Rosemary, and she's basically denied agency throughout the narrative. But I think that she's incredibly sympathetic and lovely, and you feel this naturally independent spirit in her, this desire to be free. Is Rosemary fighting a satanic cult, or is Rosemary fighting like... society? Anyway, definitely one of the best "surrender to madness" endings in film, and yet another sick performance, this time from Mia Farrow.
Sidney Prescott, Scream--I mean. Obviously. I really just love Sidney because she's a classic final girl, and she never gives up this edge of trauma and softness despite her general badassery. Truly don't know how I feel about the upcoming Scream without her, tbh. The cast is good, but a Scream without Sidney is kind of upsetting. Also, just pay women what they're worth.
Grace Stewart, The Others--Again, I love a descent into madness. Grace is just a mom, man! Just a mom with two sick kids trying to keep her shit together with her husband gone away to war as her house becomes increasingly creepier. I still think this movie has one of the best horror twists ever, and it's achingly tragic and so focused on Grace in a really bold way. This movie goes to a place where I don't think a lot of movies would.
Theo Crain, The Haunting of Hill House--HOW I ADORE THEO. She's caustic and soft at the same time, a natural loner who's nonetheless ultimately devoted to her family. A woman who wants to feel nothing because she feels everything. A party girl who fucks every lady that moves but is also a caring child psychologist. Fabulous.
Dani, Midsommar--Look man, Florence Pugh has been annoying in recent months but this performance is still king and I really just... love the way that the entire movie is just one long downward spiral for her, lol. Maybe that's mean! But for real, I just love the way she goes from like... sad to broken to resentful to numb to completely fucking BONKERS.
Ruth, Prevenge--You know what, nobody I knows has seen this movie but I really enjoy it lmao. And it truly is a woman-centric horror movie. A pregnant woman whose boyfriend died in a climbing accident hears instructions from her unborn baby to kill everyone connected to his death. VERY LOGICAL OF HER. This movie is sick and funny and I feel so weirdly sympathetic to poor Ruth. You keep going, Ruth!
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melinda may & jemma simmons
⇾ i love team bus. i don't remember a lot of the show and i probably won't rewatch it. BUT. i love the entire dynamic of the team. may taught skye / daisy a lot but i also think jemma learned a lot from may too both directly and from observation, and may learned the same. idk i just love them a lot and they should have more stuff together.
malia tate & callie adams foster
⇾ there's no real reason for this except trauma bonding ? idk i think they could have some similarities between them. i saw you have callie as a werewolf in a supernatual setting. could totally work with that. alternatively, my oc hannah reyes, also a werewolf but in a modern setting is a runaway from the system so. again. similarities.
jackie taylor & shauna shipman
⇾ i meeeeeeeeeeean ? nah, i like the idea of jackie "haunting" shauna throughout her life. like. she's just there sometimes, adding commentary, like shauna can't quite let her go and it's a kind of coping method ? i also have an au where jackie survives. which could be fun.
olivia crain & melinda gordon
⇾ G H O S T S ! self - explanatory. i think liv somehow finding her way to melinda, or melinda coming across hill house, and liv is just so completely lost / in her head / corrupted by "evil" could be an interesting interaction.
regina mills & belle french
⇾ my regina is extremely divergent, head canon based and "re - imagined" - in saying that, i think there's some interesting psychology in the show with belle forgiving / believing in rumplestiltskin but struggling with regina. i think they have a bit more in common than they'd like to admit . . . i'd also take any of your ouat muses tbh. i'm a bit nit picky when it comes to regina though. but still. 😁
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liv crain most tragic character in fiction yes or yes
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Sweet Surprises For A Magnificent Mother – Leigh Crain/Olivia Crain, Shirley Crain, Theo Crain & Eleanor Crain.
A/N: Day 8 for @flufftober 's Fluffspring 2024.
Olivia wakes slowly to the sounds of conversation, her smile soft as she sits up when Leigh, her wife, newly-wed and already a mother of a newborn, the last gift Luke gave in his lifetime, enters the room. Leigh’s tray is stacked high with food and a whole pitcher of juice, glasses stacked neatly.
Breakfast in bed but also a picnic. Liv will spend mother’s day here, with her children, eating and drinking and laughing even as Leigh tends to her daughter, the only child she will ever have with Leigh but it’s enough. Hope Poppy Crain, last of the Crains to be born to Olivia Crain, is barely a month old but already a delight. Nobody will know the troubles the family has seen and they finally will have no reason to tell. Content, at last, to simply be.
#thohh#the haunting of hill house#olivia crain#theo crain#theodora crain#nell crain#eleanor crain#shirley crain#leigh crain#leigh/olivia#olivia/leigh#day 8: breakfast in bed#fluffspring2024
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Hello, my name is Atlas or Liv Crain. I am over the age of 21 (check my pinned post here) and I do not feel comfortable writing with minors, please respect that.
My activity here will be inconsistent as I also am a writer, I roleplay on other platforms, and I have a series of other hobbies that ebb and flow in terms of importance.
I am agender and my pronouns are they/she.
I am queer.
I am also autistic.
Aquarius ☼ | Cancer ☾ | Scorpio ↑
ENFJ / 6w7
EST / but insomniac.
I suffer from CHS and addiction and I get sick a lot.
Neurodiverse with mental illness I do not feel comfortable disclosing because of how they are heavily stigmatized. If we are close, I may tell you.
I am Jewish & Puerto Rican.
Severe phobia of roaches.
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