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uhohwhathaveidone · 1 year

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Can I request a Sebastian sallow x reader fic that would be about the reader using avada kedavra on Solomon instead of Sebastian to protect Sebastian but the reader is in disbelief that she killed him so the reader runs off snd Sebastian just shocked so he follows the reader and after they are out of the ruins Sebastian comforts the reader by hugging her and comforting her and showering her with kisses to calm her down that she needed to use the spell to protect both of them.

Gotta protect the bf even if it ruins your mental stability am I right?

For Us (S.S)

I didn't sleep the whole night and when I went downstairs to greet my parents, who had just woken up, my dad asked me what I was doing up so early and my mom just looked at me and went "You haven't even gone to bed yet, have you?" And I was just walking around the kitchen at 6am drinking mountain dew and playing with the cats. It's my favourite activity. Also, ik my writing is kind of weird bc i use colour and favourite but not realise instead of realize but it's ok, I promise. Anyway, heavy spoilers for Sebastian's quest obviously, also a lot of angst, a man is dead, your honour. Trauma, am I right? Enjoy <3

You stood next to Sebastian as he shouted at his uncle, wands pointed at each other. You could hardly keep up with what they said as you felt your heart pound in your chest, unsure what would happen next as you looked at Sebastian. His eyes were glazed over as he continued to shout, you were sure there were tears threatening to spill. Solomon glared at the two of you, his jaw tight as he shouted his piece, wand pointed at Sebastian; ready to use at any second. Sebastian kept you close as Solomon began to yell more, keeping you slightly behind him just in case.

“I will not stand for this, Sebastian! What you are doing is wrong, I have to turn you and your friend in!” Solomon shouted; his face held no remorse as he threatened you, no tears of regret or a sad glance sent over to you, just pure anger. Sebastian pushed you behind him as he shouted back. “I won’t have that! What we are doing is right, you won’t stand in our way!” You watched with wide eyes as they began throwing spells at each other, unable to move in fear of being hit. Sebastian kept himself in front of you to protect you; he didn’t want you to be part of the fight since it was a family matter, and if anything happened, he didn’t want you to be blamed. You were stuck, watching as red and blue and green shot back and forth, your head spinning as you watched Sebastian barely cast Protego in time as a red light whizzed toward him.

Once again you found yourself stuck in a stand-still, both men breathing heavily as they tried to catch their breath. “I won’t let you turn us in, I just won’t.” Sebastian breathed; wand still raised. Solomon shook his head, eyes burning with what you could only describe as rage. “Then stop this madness! You can’t run around with the Dark Arts! Just come with me, I’ll help you.” You inched closer to Sebastian, hand in your pocket as your fingers grasped your wand. Sebastian shook, his own eyes switching from sadness and betrayal to anger, his knuckles turning white as his grip on his wand grew tighter. “Do you really think I’d fall for that?” He spat, his gaze darkening. “You won’t let us walk out of here. You’ll turn us in no matter what! You’d rather see my humanity stripped away in a cell than help me save Anne; just like you always wanted!” Solomon shook his head as he sighed, glancing at you. “Do you really think she wants to be part of this?” He gestured to you, earning a glare from you. Sebastian scoffed, “Why would you care? She’s been with me every step of the way!”

Solomon looked at you as you continued to glare at him. “You don’t have to do this, y/n.” You frowned as you watched him fake a concerned look, pulling your wand out. “You have no right to tell me what I can and can’t do. I chose this path with Sebastian to help his sister, something you couldn’t do.” You said, feeling your words drip with malice; Solomon giving you a final frown before reverting to his previous look, staring you down. “What you have chosen is darkness, I hope you know. There is no helping Anne, you have to know that.” He said, gesturing around him. “What you are doing here is futile! It’s pointless! You will be stopped.” Sebastian shook his head, his chest rising and falling at a quick pace as he felt his blood boil. “You know nothing! Nothing will stop us from finishing what we’ve already started!” Solomon sighed one last time, straightening his posture as he stared at Sebastian, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly. “Then I’ll have to deal with you myself, once and for all.”

Your eyes widened as time seemed to slow; Solomon readying his wand as he began to shout. You gripped your wand as you felt yourself run forward, pushing Sebastian back as you pointed your wand at Solomon, eyes glazed as you shouted your own spell. “Avada Kedavra!” Solomon’s eyes widened as he watched you cast first, only able a split second to realize what you had done. You stared, anger replacing the shocked glaze in your eyes as the green light flew into his chest, a flash of regret filling his face as he dropped to the ground. You felt time speed up once again as you stood there, shaking as you released the breath you had been holding. You felt your eye twitch as you quickly tried to fill your lungs with air again, your brain catching up to where you now stood. Sebastian stood behind you, eyes wide as the shock hit him, unable to move as he tried to process everything.

You shrieked as you looked at Solomon, unmoving as his glazed eyes looked over to you, your hands shaking as you dropped your wand. You looked at your hands in horror, the invisible blood that no doubt stained your shaking palms letting you know what you had done. You had killed someone, even if you feared he would have killed you and Sebastian, you still killed him. Your legs felt weak as you grew cold, dropping to the ground as tears slid down your cheeks, your whole body shaking. You glanced back at Solomon, growing colder as his dead eyes stared into your own, his lifeless body limp against the hard ground. You tried to breathe as you grabbed for your wand, muttering incoherently to yourself as you tried to rationalize what you had done. Sebastian’s ears rang as he felt himself return to the present, slowly looking around before his eyes landed on his uncle. He furrowed his brows, almost in confusion, as he looked between you and Solomon, his hands shaking for reasons he was unable to understand.

You gasped for air as your chest tightened, desperately trying to stand as more tears ran down your face. You held your wand to your chest as you watched Sebastian, who could only look at you, watching as you backed away from Solomon, shuddering as you looked between them. Sebastian took a step toward you, his gaze softening as his brain registered your frightened face, causing you to back away from him as well, eyes wide like a doe caught by a predator. You continued to back away, looking around you for the exit; quickly turning to it and sprinting out. Sebastian watched you go, confused, as he slowly turned back to Solomon.

Sebastian stood over him, his mind still processing what he was seeing. He remembered the conversation, if it was even that, between him and his uncle, but the rest of it was hazy. Everything had transpired in under a minute, leaving much for Sebastian to catch up on. He knelt and checked for Solomon’s pulse, eyes widening when he felt none. Hands shaking, he looked around, eyes somehow finding Solomon’s. “You…tried to kill me?” He whispered, recalling how Solomon had begun to shout; he could have sworn he heard the beginnings of the killing curse before you shouted it yourself. Tears pricked at his eyes as the realization hit him in full force, quickly crawling away from Solomon’s body as the breath was stolen from his chest. You had killed Solomon, before he could kill the two of you. Sebastian’s eyes widened as he quickly stood up, looking around frantically for where you might have run off to.

“Y/n!” Sebastian shouted as he ran out of the ruins, looking around. He found you farther away, your sobs leading him to you. You had fallen to your knees again, wand tossed away where you couldn’t reach it. Sebastian ran to you, dropping down to take a look at your face. You gripped the clothes at your chest, eyes wide as you struggled to breathe, muttering to yourself once again. “Y/n.” He said softy, his gaze softening as he watched as tears stained your cheeks and soaked your shirt. Slowly, he moved closer, shakily wrapping his arms around you as he brought your face into his chest, rubbing your back as you sobbed harder. He held you tighter as he softly rocked with you, feeling his own tears fall from his eyes. “It’s okay, you’re okay. I promise.” He said softly; unsure if he was trying to reassure you or himself that everything was fine, He wasn’t the one that cast the spell, but the guilt of the matter squeezed his heart as you shuddered, slightly whining as you tried to talk.

“I…Killed him.” You muttered between sobs; your whole body shook as you continued to fill your lungs with air. Sebastian hushed you, running a hand through your hair as he peppered small kisses to the top of your head. “Don’t think about that, just focus. You’ll faint if you don’t fix your breathing.” He said quietly, feeling you nod softly into his chest as. He tried to guide you into a normal breathing pattern, taking deep breaths and slowly exhaling as you followed suit. “I heard him. He was going to kill you.” You gasped, feeling your heart speed up again as you thought back to what had happened. Sebastian shook his head as he held on to you, nuzzling into your hair as he tried to distract you, focusing on your breathing once again. “You had to, it’s okay. I promise, you’re okay.” The two of you sat there for a few moments, Sebastian continuing to guide you out of your panicked state.

You sniffled as you pulled your face away from Sebastian, eyes red as you looked up at his face. Sebastian felt his heart break as he took in your teary face, slowly bringing his still shaking hands up to your cheeks as he rested his forehead against your own. “You’re okay. We’re okay. You did what you had to do.” He whispered, feeling you nod slightly as you shook. “I still can’t believe it…It shouldn’t have happened this way.” You breathed; your voice still shaky as you tried to dry your tears. Sebastian took your hands in his own as he placed a kiss to your forehead. He helped you dry your tears as you sniffled once again. “You did what you had to. You did it for us, you had to.” He said softly, kissing your hands. You began to breathe normally again, closing your eyes as you repeated his words in your head. Sebastian placed a soft kiss to your lips, resting his head against yours once again, whispering. “I’m here with you. You have me by your side. I won’t let anything like this happen again.”

#sebastian sallow imagine #sebastian sallow x you #sebastian sallow x reader #sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow angst #hurt/comfort #character death #hogwarts legacy imagine #hogwarts legacy #hl #hogwarts legacy angst #harry potter imagine #sebastian sallow fluff

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mariunnnn · 28 days

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I so appreciate having you in the QAF fandom. Your stories about watching the show as it aired as well as your stories about your life are always so interesting. Thank you so much for being you!

I'm a bit behind on this, as sometimes I ignore Messages for my own sake.

But I definitely did watch QAF as it aired with such a good group. One of those people is still my BFF. She's doing her thing and we're still close. We met via having a cat allergy via a slumber party. However, someone that she and I were close to, outside of that group reached out to me randomly (at least to me) and it inspired me to reach out to one of those in the QAF watching group.

I had known him since elementary school and he got made fun of for being small and Chinese, a minority, and ultimately for being assumed gay. He was and is, and his coming out to me in a Chili's in suburban Atlanta was a moment - I guess I always knew. But I loved him so much for telling me. Not required.

He showed up when my mom was dying. Took me out to take me away from the misery of what I was dealing with, via another person we were friends with in highschool. I will remember that meal always, as it was so kind and I truly remember feeling so blank and anxious.

FF a bit, I got my own place via dead parents and inheritance and had to get a place I could afford. He went to a college at the time and kind of shifted around, and I would drive him places and then he broke away from his negative family, thankfully. He introduced me to his group he discovered, and those two gay men were invited to our decided Sunday thing to watch QAF. My place where was where we watched. I had a TiVO and ALL the fancy cable and the intro was SO LOUD and where I lived had brick walls, high ceilings, cement floors. It would resonate. We had so much fun watching QAF live.

He even grew up a little bit more, more confident, and we all went to a Showtime sponsored event at a club here when season 4 premiered. It was fun!

I'm rambling, but reconnecting - he and his BF have a kid. A boy. I reconnected because other stuff has happened along the way - but he replied that he had thought of me recently too (I started with an email about coffee at Ansley Mall in Atlanta - google it - it's very gay), and he told me he still has U2 on his playlist and thought of me recently (google it - that's me being a very white person in the 00's).

LOVE.

I'm going to pass this on, eventually, but I wanted to share this story.

ETA: Just for honesty and clarity. He became my roommate once with my BFF. He was dealing with a lot and moved out. He took my QAF Season 2-5 DVDs. I still have season 1. And I have season one in a perfect box. But perhaps he needed them more than me. Don't doubt that I had therapy moments about it though. We cleared things up after he went away and paid me back via loan I gave him for a car.

I truly have zero judgement now. I just like that on some level he's good. And perhaps didn't throw those DVDs away. Asking him about those DVDs might be wild now. I'm not there yet, but also who cares? Maybe he watched and still watches. I'm fine.

#the sweetest thing #qaf

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thehighpriestess22 · 1 year

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2023

Last year I made a post with 3 lists that I wanted to complete by the end of the year, and I want to do the same thing for 2023 but on a bigger scale. I want to push myself to achieve, experience and enjoy more in life.

Life is short and I have unfortunately wasted a lot of it by being a home body... for 2023, I want to push myself to be out and to make memories and fulfil life!

So below I have new lists that I want to be able to complete by the end of 2023.

Meet New People... 1. Natalia at work 👧🏻 2. Bobby at work 👧🏻 3. Brandon & Faith 4. My Uncles Girlfriend 5. Charlotte at work 👱🏻‍♀️ 6. Karby’s Fella 🙋🏻‍♂️ 7. Ryan - New Manager 🙋🏼‍♂️ 8. Joe D - Colleague 🙋🏻‍♂️ 9. Kirsty - Colleague 🙋🏻‍♀️ 10. Heidi - Colleague 🙋🏻‍♀️ 11. Chris - Colleague 🙋🏻‍♂️ 12. Colleen - HR 🙋🏼‍♀️ 13. Freddie and Ella 14. Ant and Lilly 15. Luke and Lauren Notes:

Go Out... 1. Wagamama with BF and S.I.L 🍲 2. Chelmsford - Boom Battle Bar with BF and S.I.L 🎯 3. Kervan Kitchen with BF and Big E 4. Las Iguanas at the O2 Arena 🍸 5. Harrow Pub with work lot 🍷 6. Harrow Pub with In-Laws and BF 🍷 7. Drill Pub 🌞 8. Turtle Bay in Romford 🍹 9. Giggling Squid in Brentwood 🍷 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. Notes:

New Places... 1. Boom Battle Bar 🎯 2. Cleveland Clinic 🏥 3. Marley’s I’m Hornchurch 🍷 4. Dad’s Flat 💫 5. Jon’s Apartment 💫 6. Elley’s House 💫 7. Vicky’s New Flat 💫 8. New Office in Peterborough 🏢 9. Premier Inn in Peterborough 🏨 10. Hilton Hotel in Derby 11. London Zoo 🦓 12. Clacton Beach 🏝️ 13. Turtle Bay in Romford 🍹 14. Giggling Squid in Brentwood 15. Stanford Cricket Club 🏏 Notes:

Birthday Celebrations... 1. Mum’s Birthday Dinner 🥳 2. Sister In Laws Birthday Drinks and Meal! 3. Cousins 24th Birthday Meal 🥘 4. Putt-shack and Las Iguanas for Dads Birthday 🎉 5. My Birthday Breakfast 🥞 6. My Birthday Dinner 🍽️ 7. M.I.L’s Birthday Dinner 🤩 8. Granddads Birthday dinner and cake 🎂 9. Boyfriends Birthday 🥳 10. S.I.L’s Boyfriends Birthday Drinks 🍺 11. Tanya’s Birthday dinner and Drinks 🍹 12. 13. 14. 15. Notes:

Things That Made Me Happy... 1. I was the the 2nd top earner in the company today! 🥳 2. Lost over half a stone so far in Jan 💪🏼 3. Achieved a 22 hour intermittent fast 💃 4. Started redecorating my bedroom 🎨 5. Finding out Demi is pregnant 🤰 6. Spending Easter Sunday with family 🐣 7. I was asked to be my Nieces and Nephews Godmother 🩵 8. I’ve lost over 2 stone 🙌🏼 9. My new Pandora ring from BF 💍 10. Seeing my Sister after months of not seeing her ♥️ 11. My sister bringing Sonny home 🐶 12. Finding out my cousin is pregnant 🤰 13. 14. 15. Notes:

Things I'm Grateful For... 1. Elleys recovery from her car accident 💖 2. My Godson 👦🏼 3. My job and the people I work with 💙 4. Mine and my families health 🫶 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. Notes:

Dates With BF... 1. Lakeside and Las Iguana’s 🍔 2. Figo in Brentwood 🍕 3. Nando’s in Hornchurch 🍗 4. Drill Pub for grub and a few drinks 🍺 5. Alex’s Italian restaurant in Hornchurch 🍝 6. Wagamama in Romford 🍜 7. Marley’s for our 6th anniversary 🥰 8. Nando’s in Hornchurch 🍗 9. Drill Pub / Day Drinking 🍸 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. Notes:

Pamper Myself... 1. Got my nails done 💅 2. Got my eyebrows done 👀 3. New set of acrylics 💅 4. Bath with bath oils, a bath bomb and a book 📖 5. Shopping and infills done with mum 💕 6. Dyed my hair 💆🏻‍♀️ 7. Got my nails done 💅 8. Got my hair dyed and cut 💃 9. Bought new makeup and skin care 👄 10. Got my nails done 💅 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. Notes:

Books I Read... 1. I’m Glad My Mom Died by Jeannette McCurdy 📖 2. The Idea Of You by Robinne Lee 👓 3. It Ends With Us by Colleen Hoover 💖 4.Ugly Love by Colleen Hoover 💙 5. It starts with us by Colleen Hoover ❤️ 6. Verity by Colleen Hoover 💫 7. Cat Lady by Dawn O’Porter 🐱 8. Hex and The City 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. Notes:

Movies And Series I Watched... 1. Ginny and Georgia 2. Ghost Busters 👻 3. Smile 🤪 4. Clarkson’s Farm 🐑 5. Station 19 🚒 6. Quiet Place 2 👹 7. Call The Midwife 🤱🏻 8. Mood Fall 🌔 9. The Tomorrow War 👽 10. Fury 🔫 11. Drive 🚘 12. Raya and the Last Dragon 13. Princess Diaries 14. Princess Diaries 2 15. Wizards of Waverley Place Notes:

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lovebirdgames · 2 years

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SORRY MOM I CAN'T HELP WITH THE GROCERIES RIGHT NOW.

WHY? BECAUSE BAND CAMP BF HAS A RELEASE DATE NOW.

I feel like I just watched my child take its first steps (つ﹏<)･ﾟ｡

Great now that's established, Mr. Wiley dating sim WHEN. 👀

jkjk....... unless.... nono jk.......

Alright in all seriousness I really am excited for BCB!!!! It was the first demo I played on Itch.io, and it's definitely the game I'm most anticipating. You guys work fassssst, I don't check tumblr for FIVE DAYS and there's already a steam page + a release date!?!? Anyway for real keep up the good work, I believee in uuuuuuuuu <3333

okok I'm done now.....

or am I?.....

fineee i'm leaving, bye~

-🍞 toaster 🍞

HAHAHA YESSSS!!! I love that gif so much.

Sidequest where you play as Cadence's divorced mom and try to land Mr. Wiley and he becomes your dad. Dad-ing sim achievement unlocked! Omg that means Bandit becomes your pet cat.

Haha anyways thanks so much for taking the time to let us know and make us laugh, Toaster! <3 We really appreciate it and we'll do our best!! ^^

#ask

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faeratil · 2 years

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4, 20, 30, 40, for the ask game please!

Thank you for the ask!

4. What are you looking forward to? Right now, I’m looking forward to hearing back about my ASM interview results. But I’m also looking forward to whenever my bf proposes because he’s been planning it with my sister and keeps faking me out.

20. What is your favorite song at the moment? In this exact moment, I would have to say Chopin’s Nocturne Op. 9 No. 2 because it’s just super soothing and also reveals me as a classical music nerd. But I’ve also been listening to Unsteady by X Ambassadors a lot lately too.

30. Favorite TV show(s): So many, but to name a few -

Sasaki to Miyano

Yuri on Ice

Given

BBC Merlin

Julie and the Phantoms

Miraculous Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir

Hamefura

Doctor Who

Our Flag Means Death

Dakaichi (18+ content, some questionable material)

40. Favorite memory: That’s a really good question. I have a few that come to mind, but I think my favorite was on my 16th birthday. My dad and I both woke up around 6am and spent the entire day and night until 3am the next day playing Injustice: Gods Among Us. My mom made sure we ate and had enough to drink, but it was a rare day before I moved out when my dad and I weren’t butting heads, so she also enjoyed sitting and watching us have fun while she sewed costumes at the dining table behind us. I remember at one point my dad and I challenged ourselves to play the game with our controllers upside down, and then the next round we fought with them still upside down but now this time with us sitting upside down as well. I think my mom may have taken a picture of it, but that memory is so vivid in my mind that I don’t even need a picture to remember it by.

#asks #get to know me #nostalgic bee #mutuals #thank you 🥰

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the-cat-chat · 3 months

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January 6, 2024

Carrie (1976)

Carrie White, a shy, friendless teenage girl who is sheltered by her domineering, religious mother, unleashes her telekinetic powers after being humiliated by her classmates at her senior prom.

JayBell: Stephen King Month 2024 begins with a classic, Carrie. We debated about which version of Carrie we should watch and settled on this one, arguably the more well-known one.

Let's start with the things I like about this movie. I like the overall story. Abused daughter of an extremely religious mother, desperately trying to grow up in conditions that target her sense of worth and self-confidence. Carrie is a figure that you root for throughout, even as she finally breaks in the end.

The mother-daughter scenes I think stole the show. The actress who plays the mother managed to create incredible tension. Like Carrie, the audience almost holds their breath through the scenes, balancing on a wire, waiting for the mom to snap. The balance of power shifts between the two throughout the movie, each vying for control. Seeing Carrie act on her own power, without concern for her mom is both liberating and foreboding.

Now on to my grievances. First, the beginning locker room scene doesn't need to be as pervy as it is. And second, my biggest holdup with this movie is the ex "friend?" of Carrie, Sue. She constructs this big plot to have her boyfriend ask Carrie to the prom so she can have a good time or something. She goes through all this effort to "help" Carrie, even loaning out her boyfriend, and she doesn't even have a conversation with Carrie in the movie. I wanted a stronger reason for her actions. Also, has she never considered umm apologizing? Like saying I'm sorry for being an asshole? Maybe sit with her at lunch, hang out with her and make up for her action (or inaction) instead of this stupid plan.

Also, the female teacher is so hard to get a read on. Like she supports Carrie but she's also kind of abusive? I don't know. And finally, the end scene with Carrie snapping is kind of anticlimactic but I don't know if this is a limit to the special effects or something.

In the end, it's hard to compare movies like Carrie to what I like to call the heavy hitters (The Green Mile and Shawshank Redemption). But I'm going to give it more props simply because of the mother-daughter dynamic.

Rating: 6/10 cats 🐈

Anzie: Im not gonna lie- even tho im jazzed for Stephen King Month 2024- I was kinda like meh?? About Carrie- like existed but its from the 70s (being a notorious hater of the 70s horror we’ve watched bc the peeps are so dumb) and a girl gets revenge on the mean girls- right?? No- within seconds it had me.

First- the gym shower deal is so weird- like was that allllll necessary- cut to Carrie showering- uhhh who showers like that- excuse me for absolutely dissociating while I try remembering if I’ve already washed my face- but I think the answer is no one- then we have our big moment- and Carrie goes ballistic- and I completely pardon her from anything she does in the remaining run time of the movie. Bc those girls were sooo annoying and rude about a period - like maybe if you were 12? And even then you deserve what Carrie would do.

- quick aside:::: uhhhhhh why’s this or teacher slapping girls left and right???

Anyways Carrie’s mom totally needs some conditioner and a couple chill pills- like for realz. And then the plot to apologize by giving your bf to Carrie as a date to prom? Also was it a rule you couldn’t go to prom without a date bc that’s kinda something. Omigaaawd and the whole time these girls are insanely annoying and twisted and I’m so glad the one with the dumb hat had horrendous bangs.

- another aside::::: questions on the creepy Jesus in “Carrie’s Closet,” why do his eyes glow? Why’s he got real hair??????

But yeah- everything is total cringe in a bad way, yet survivable? The prom especially and like I felt like I had take a drug and everything slowed down…. Bc that tooook 4ever- like the one girl Sue who comes to I guess make sure her bf and Carrie win queen and king??? To figure out the bucket is above them and evil Chris and her stoopid dog of a bf (literally a golden retriever with only half a brain) are under the stage with the rope??? And then the pe teacher uuggg so dumb. Ohh and quick question- Tommy Ross keeps kissing Carrie (like was that part of the deallll) idk it’s a lot.

But the end that’s something. And I have to say I’m not a whimp- but the jump scare got me so bad I scared my cat. So that’s gotta be worth 4 points alone.

Rating: 6/10 Cats 🐈

#movie #movie review #film #film review

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cursedsuzaro · 7 months

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Interrogation of Subject 5: Malakar of Dread [BF]

The interrogation room was a chilling realm of despair, illuminated only by a feeble, flickering light. Its walls, encased in cold, sterile metal, seemed to close in on Dr. Net and Subject 5, Malakar, intensifying the sense of confinement and dread.

"Mr. Dollvmen, I’m Dr. Net. I’ll be asking you some questions," Dr. Net began, his voice dripping with an unsettling coldness. Malakar's eyes, devoid of any emotion, fixated on Dr. Net but betrayed no interest.

"So, Mr. Dollvmen, you gave a 13-year-old girl a disturbing birthday gift—a box containing decapitated heads of small animals, including birds, bunnies, puppies, cats, lizards, snakes, and hamsters, along with a note," Dr. Net continued.

The note read as follows:

“Happy Birthday Lilian,

I’ve got something special for you in this box. It’s like a collection of secrets about how life’s kinda mysterious. You know, like how some things are bright, and some are shadowy.

As you look at these things, think about how life can be full of quiet surprises. Sometimes, we dream things that we can’t quite explain, like having spirit animals that watch over us in our sleep.

So, keep this gift close, okay? Life’s like a fragile dream, and sometimes we can’t tell where it starts and where it ends. But here’s the thing: I’ll be with you even in those places you can’t escape, like dreams or the in-between.

With care, Malakar”

Afterward, you were assaulted and beaten by some of Lilian’s family members, their rage unbridled. They hurled you onto the unforgiving asphalt of the desolate road.” Dr. Net’s voice quivered as he continued, “My question is why? I’m sure there’s a reason no one kills or goes out of their way to do something so sinister. So, why did you do it?”

Malakar’s response was chilling. His gaze remained locked onto Dr. Net’s, his eyes unfathomable voids of malevolence. In the oppressive silence that followed, he offered no words, only a slow, deliberate turn of his head sideways, like a serpent sizing up its prey.

Dr. Net, undeterred by the eerie silence, continued with his question, his voice tinged with a growing sense of dread, “You do know that girl is dead. It says here she moved away to get as far from you as possible. But in her diary before she took her life, she said…”

“Dear Diary,

Even though we moved far away from him, the darkness never left. It’s like those dreadful heads he sent me are watching me, whispering things I can’t understand. There’s something sharp, like a looming shadow, getting closer to my neck every day. I’m so scared, Diary, I can’t stop crying. My tears soak these pages as I beg for help, but it feels like no one can save me, and I don’t know what to do.

I can’t sleep; the nights are endless, filled with the severed heads, their lifeless eyes piercing my soul, and their silent screams echoing in my mind. They torment my dreams, and I’m too afraid to close my eyes. The dread is crushing me, and it feels like he’s right here with me, no matter where I go. I can’t escape his malevolent presence.

Mom says we’re safe now, but I know it’s not true. Those dreadful animal heads, they’re like grotesque tokens of his power, and they smother me in darkness. I wish I could make it all stop, but I don’t know how. Sometimes, I think the only way to find peace is in death, and that terrifies me even more. Please, help me.

Love, Lilian”

Dr. Net confronted Malakar, his voice strained yet resolute, “Do you take pride in driving a 13-year-old girl to the point of taking her own life?”

Malakar’s response was delivered with a sinister cadence, his words forming a haunting whisper that sent shivers down the doctor’s spine. They seemed to resonate in the oppressive silence of the room, “In your realm of dreams and grace, hope shatters without a trace.” The Doctor’s heart raced, and an unnatural chill seemed to grip the very air, as if the room itself responded to Malakar’s malevolence.

As Dr. Net continued his relentless questioning, he mentioned a disturbing film, capturing Malakar’s brutal rampage at Nolan Mental Hospital, where he mercilessly ended lives. Yet, amid the bloodshed, he spared one nurse. His words to her echoed in the doctor’s mind, a haunting refrain that refused to fade:

"Don’t worry, Nurse, I’ll be coming back for you next. You won’t see me, but you’ll sense a presence, like a lingering, cold breeze brushing your thoughts. It’ll be as if an invisible hand delicately touches your very essence. You may find yourself still, unable to break away, as a quiet darkness envelops your world."

A suffocating dread permeated the room, and the air grew heavy with fear. Dr. Net’s grasp on sanity slipped with each passing moment, his trembling hands a testament to his mounting terror. Malakar raised both of his hands slightly, and from the depths of the oppressive silence, shadows materialized, coalescing into a sickle and a cleaver. He then repeated his chilling words, the haunting song extending:

"In your realm of dreams and grace, hope shatters without a trace…

As the moon casts a sinister gleam,

In your waking nightmare, I waltz on your sanity,

Your soul and mind, my instruments of calamity.

Alone or in a crowd, your torment’s my delight,

My sickle and cleaver, your eternal blight.

Life or death, awake or asleep, I’m your dread,

Near or far, in shadows, your soul shall be spread.

The suffering won’t cease, not even when you’re dead,

For I am the eternal harbinger, your sanity I’ll shred."

With an eerie fluidity, Malakar slapped both the cleaver and sickle together in a chillingly hypnotic circular motion. The Doctor, stricken by sheer terror, instinctively hit the emergency button, sealing Malakar inside the room. However, little did he know, it offered no true sanctuary, for Malakar had already ensnared him within the cold tendrils of his dread. Agents from Malakar’s AAD file were swiftly deployed, their mission to keep the doctor safe from the sinister acts that loomed.

As the steel door closed, the room plunged into an impenetrable darkness. The haunting verse that had flowed from Malakar’s lips now echoed relentlessly in Dr. Net’s mind. Gasping for air, his heart pounded like a relentless drum, and an overwhelming dread washed over him. It was a code red, a stark warning that they were teetering on the precipice of something far more sinister and horrifying than he had ever imagined.

Subject 5 is now under intense investigation and high-security confinement due to this harrowing incident. The background file will be resumed from a previous time.

#creative writing #short story #story #writing #books

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ventaway · 9 months

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i wasn't a lot here cause i felt free to share on my other blog

this weekend we were supposed to finish things with our closet, bf needed to sharpen the woods, make it smooth and then we can attach it together but it didn't happen we were too lazy, there's not a lot of food in the fridge, we don't have ac, it broke. bf was mad at me at my tone, our stray cat started to feel a little better. we may found a secret spot to get away to, a very cool place, we got pizza and watched freaks and geeks and bf loved it yay, i need to organise my money better now and arrange my clothes already and get rid of lots of stuff, and also buy lots of stuff. and this week i'm meeting mom at the movies were watching oppenheimer i'm excited, and that's all

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urbandokkalfar · 10 months

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Context for my last post and small lore drop

When I was in school, from seventh grade to graduation, I did odd jobs under the table. I cleaned aquariums and did yard work for neighbors, I worked in a local slaughter house, eventually got into taxidermy and processing game animals, worked with the county to pick up road kill, worked on farms, sold art work, worked at my first (now deceased) step dad's auto repair shop - stuff like that.

I made decent money, it wasn't awful and I generally made my own hours.

What w a s awful was the way my family looked at it all. It wasn't stuff i could put on job apps because it wasn't 'legit'.

Mind you I was making a couple thousand a month combined from all this, most of the time I was on six to seven jobs a month for only 3 - 5 days a week.

I'd contribute about 25% of my money to which ever household I was living in that week (mom or dad), would spend some on tools and junk for work, a little for my own whims and then save the rest.

Before my stepdad passed away and shit r e a l l y hit the fans I had a sizeable chunk of money in my account.

After he passed my mom didn't really wait long to get a new boyfriend, it was within weeks of SD's funeral she came out and said she was seeing someone.

My SD passed away from an aggressive cancer. We watched him become Skeletor over the course of two months before he died. He was one of the coolest people I know - stood up for me when people remarked on how I dressed etc, taught me auto repair, encouraged me to do my jobs, all around a kick ass dude.

The guy my mom started seeing was the polar opposite. He bullied and threatened my older sister until she left out of fear then he started in with me.

We got into a fist fight because he threw may cat across the room for sitting in the garden window (a window that protrudes from the house to put potted plants in).

When he started abusing my mom, we got into even more fist fights which often ended with him leaving and coming back. Mom was sooooo enamored with this man she drove down our street at sixty five miles an hour while I clung to the truck door and step rail.

When she stopped and let me in I admittedly slapped her.

Eventually he fucked up. They went out drinking and a girl I knew from school was staying with us because her mom kicked her out for being a 'whore'.

He started whailing on my mom, threw her down the basement steps and sarted beating her in the basement - my friend ran next door to call the cops. I went downstairs, put my hand through the glass gun cabinet door and racked an unloaded shotgun.

He shit his pants and locked himself in the bathroom upstairs.

Both of them were taken to jail for the night and my sister and I picked her ass up the next day.

Five days later my mom suffered a massive heart attack, because of her bf I'd quit my jobs because she couldn't be alone with him. If I'd had been working she would have died. She had a month long hospital stay, my savings went to pay household bills and get her medication.

I spent three years of my life protecting her then caring for her for her to tell me she never wanted me when i was born and admitted to doing things when pregnant to try and home abort me - she didn't have Pre-eclampsia, I was c-sectioned otta her two months early because she didn't want me to turn out like my sister.

My sister has ADHD and a touch of the 'tisim - which same tbh.

For bonus context: In school my sister was so awful and unruly that if I had her teachers they treated me the same they did her. Like shit.

I was the proverbial black sheep for being Goth and holding odd jobs etc.

Now my sister's got two kids and is horrifically abusive to her husband - I hang out with her at times to get her out of the house so he can have peace.

Maybe, someday, I'll elaborate on my sister but, this is what you get for now.

Oh yeah, TLDR I worked under the table for cash for YEARS and my family dunked on me for not having a 'real' job, continued to be shit ass over it even while supporting one of them and now I have a 'real' job they're pissed I don't spend any real time with them 🙃

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moon-cycling · 1 year

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i had one of the best weekends of my life!

friday: drove to philly, got greek food with my sister near her place and tiramisu for dessert. we watched miss americana and i had a modelo and hit my weed pen and we played with half naked cats.

saturday: picked up one of my favorite people to have fun with in the world from the airport. i made us all a healthy breakfast and he and my sister caught each other up on their breakups and medical school programs. we went to east passyunk and walked up and down the street over and over looking at shops, i got a grapefruit espresso and tonic, so good. thought i saw my ex bf, prompting me to text him. we had lunch with our other friend at a PA dutch themed brunch spot. it was delicious and then we parted ways. maci and i went to a cute wine bar called barcelona and i had a biodynamic wine flight. she had a mocktail and cried to me about more heartbreak. we then went to our friends hotel where they were getting ready for the big show. christian and i got dirty martinis and free pretzels (they slang those things for free in philly) and took cute pics of our friends. then my sister and i went home and got cozy and watched a new tv show with the kittens. i encouraged her to text a crush because im so high from my crush energy. then i met up with my ex at midnight and drank nice pink drinks. it was really cute and we shared some nice meaningful hugs at the end of the night. it feels like a weight is lifted off of my life.

sunday: woke up at NOON, crazy for me. got vegan punk breakfast, sat in the sunshine at the park and caught my sister up on the meetup. we called my mom for mothers day. i got a surprise call from my bff bri and i went and met her and her partner and his mom at this used art store. we had blackberry margs and oysters and then i bought so much art paper and canvas. truly so exciting!! they said i will get discounts if i show that i have made art with the materials. what a place to exist. then i went back to my sisters and we got ready for the big show. we got cute, got cute pics, had a modelo and then raged for 4 hours. i had anxiety at the end of it all because it was so much energy exerted. but i knew i would feel better today. and i do.

what will this delicious week have in store?

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redpandajournal · 1 year

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Detached

What had happened in between these years was wild to say the least.

Anyway in short is : there were so many shifts happened. Probably mistakes but wasn’t entirely mistakes that I regret.

I don’t know if there are actually anyone reading this thing / even know who i am as a person, except for some people i know lol

I conclude that this space is actually for future me to remember what i experienced before i'm leaving earth.

2 years ago, one of my very-close 2 best friends died. And I didn’t know that it was a pivotal moment for me to went a little bit insane. Her death shifted something inside me that made me unable to connect emotionally with a person or anything the same. I can cut anything off , i feel like i have lost a home or perhaps a purpose.

I still use line to contact my friends who are currently in JP, i want to uninstall this app because no one i knew use this thing anymore except from him but i can’t because this messaging app is where i had all the memories of her

she also had the audacity to put this goddamn banner on. i might be indeed a bucin bodoh -guilty as charged lmaooo ,but she unleashed a curse upon us to be bucin bodohs while it’s actually her , shes the number one dumbass who made lunch daily for her bf AND ALSO PERSONALLY get the stupid lunch to his office.

now i cant delete this thing as long as i live! and i have to use this phone forever

i’m going to beat her ass in hell

Recently i also learned that I can likely die anytime, i might as well go crazy hahahahhaha. I will try to not immediately ‘die’ tho , because i don’t want to leave him out just yet. She already left us and my other best friend is much more mentally unstable than i am. Both of us are steadily tortured ,because she’ll show up in our dreams every 2 weeks or so.

And it was horrible, yet i’m always waiting for her to come. She’s always ‘alive’ in my dreams.

It was always as if we were still in school. I have recordings about my encounter with her. I always knew that she already died, and in every end of the dream she always left us. I have this strong feeling that one of these days I might go with her.

I’m starting to look at the relics of my life. I mean i do this journaling thing from probably since i could write/read. And then i started digging from the things i wrote when i was 10-15. My older brain decided that this girl is borderline insane / schizophrenic ,if i could go back in time i might have just shotgunned her and watched myself disappear in particles. I’ll compile excerpts of dreams/ intrusive thoughts she had in this place because while it was embarrassing it was also very interesting.

I think everyone i knew who maintained a blog since they were kids has some kind of brain damage and i got mine confirmed.

At some point of these years i also juggled 3 jobs (?) , i kinda knew what i was doing but i think i fried my brain (lol the ml engineering job and family business ) too much happening, but some notables:

My mom hooked me up with her friend’s son to marry

-took a job from another city and moved out discreetly to run away. (failed but not rly)

I took sabbaticals after to repair my fried brain by taking in ez manageable jobs but none of these are notable/pivotal. I did great enough to not go insane

lost braces and had most teeth painfully repaired , thank god it’s salvageable

We have a cat now, reason to live +1

left ‘that’ community and dissolved the cells we built /currently in

encountered a golden retriever

a girl confessed to me but too bad

powapowa died , wowaka died, treow abandoned electrocutica, hachi emerged as kenshi yonezu and he sounds totally different

teto graduated into synthv

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arzooooo · 1 year

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aww @napworthysunbeam ty for tagging me 💗

nickname: so many people call me so many things! childhood friends call me gayu which is why I get a very warm nostalgic feeling when anyone calls me that, my parents call me choti si, babyloo, yoli, latta tendel (small coconut in tullu cause as a child I wanted to be an astronaut but couldn't pronounce it so I said I wanna be a coconut) all random sorts of variations, my best friend calls me gayuumi, etcetc. I love the concept of special nicknames special people call you

sign: Gemini

height: 5"4

lucky number: 7

last google search: painting kit cause my bf and I wanna paint my new tote bag

number of followers: I actually don't know cause I've never checked it or been curious

song stuck in head: a shitty love song by jye, my bf introduced me to it in the valentines playlist he made

amount of sleep: oscillates wildly depending on the day, if I've been out a lot of if I'm feeling low I sleep more

what are you wearing: I have such a watpad bad boy look rn... I didn't realize. It's black boots, black jeans, black leather jacket, white t back top

fav media: star trek, gilmore girls, the good place, everything ghibli, love jab we met, watch zindagi na milegi dobara like 6 times a year

fav song: changes constantly, but rn I'd say Somewhere a Judge by Hop Along, Curls by Bibio, White Morning by Seoul (can't pick!), also love Gulzar's lyrics about life (Dil Dhundta Hai, Tujse Naraz Nahi Zindagi)

fav instrument: hmm... I love classical Indian instruments... sitar.. veena.. sarod...

fav author: oh I love love ursula le guin I've almost finished earthsea but I love her scifi stuff more like the dispossessed and left hand of darkness, I love ted chiangs short stories also, in non fiction I like reading anthropology I've been reading David graeber

aesthetic: I love pastels, especially pink and green. I love heart shaped objects. Basically I love wholesome happy things, the sun shower streaming down between the leaves, cats lazing around, sparrows eating grains, pastel maxi dresses, windchimes, artworks by Agnes Martin and Kurt solmssen, for love and lemons, cinnamon rolls, I love anything that emphasizes the wonderful euphoria of daily living and the mundane aspects of life, japenese haiku from masters like Basho and Yosa Buson, japenese woodblock art

fav animal noise: we keep rice grains on our window for sparrows, so I guess sparrows chirping!

random: this one and a half year I've had free of academic and professional pressure because I've been placed have taught me so much about myself. I've had the chance to do things I wouldn't have otherwise. I colored my hair pink. I learned pottery. I traveled. I wrote a short story. I know better now who I am and what I enjoy. My ideal morning is exactly this: wake up early, have breakfast with my mom, take a shower while listening to my favorite indie mellow songs, do pottery, cook lunch, settle on the couch to watch gilmore girls while having lunch, go on a post lunch walk with dad to look at the building cats. All this puts me in such a good mood. But I know soon it's all going to go away. I'm going to enter the drudgery of corporate law firms. How will I feel my sense of individuality intact? How will I remain soft and sweet? How much of myself am I giving up to ensure I have a secure future?

#arzoo.speaks

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astral-anomalies · 2 years

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Hi hi!!! I hope everything is going well for you! We had 4th of July on Monday and tbh it's probably my least favorite holiday. I could go into intense detail but to put it simply fireworks are pretty, but are loud, scary, and can hurt me. Not to mention that America is a joke at this point. But alas, doesn't matter what I think bc I worked a 10 hour shift.

I'm going camping this weekend with my family/housemates and I'm excited. I'm gonna swim so much and eat literally only smores. (I'll add some protein somewhere...) speaking of swimming I've been spending days off at the lake, it's like 15 mins away from my house.

I also went on a shopping spree recently, I bought a tent and an air mattress for camping but the store was coincidentally next to a book store and I bought a lot of manga bc of the 4th of July sale....

Also, I've been talking to a lot of family lately since my mom passed. My grandma on my dad's side happened to send me some photos from the 2000's. Some of them had my mom in it, but most of them were just baby pics of me.

Here's two of my favorite ones, I'm the one in the middle in that second picture the literal babies are my sisters. (They're twins)

Sorry for the long ramble, I'm feeling chatty. How have you been?

P.S. I updated my dream island in acnh

Oh shoot Tumblr didn't send me a notification

I very much share your opinions on fireworks, our national day was on the 14th. Not a fan.

Hope you had fun camping! I went to the lake last week had the time of my life swimming (bonus for not being saltwater so not problem when it gets in your eyes or accidentally swallowing some). Also got ice cream :)

I spent 3 days at my bf's house, not sure if i already told you in another ask, but a lot of fun! We made like 40 pancakes too

The heatwave is still going, 41 degrees Celsius are planned for Tuesday. Have an appointment in Paris on Wednesday but we'll probably take the train this time, going in a car in this heat would probably end in a meltdown and a big fight. also i missy cat. He passed in June of 2020 and he was the best boy. Love him.

Yesterday i ate like 3 ice cream sundaes i bought from the store (chocolate strawberry and caramel) they were so good. Cause of the heat I'm having to reduce my time at the gym cause my mom is worried about me getting heatstroke or something but she said we could go to the swimming pool instead.

Also I'm sorry to hear about your mom's passing, my condolences (not sure if you already told me, sorry if you did and i forgot .w.")

Wanted to have a picnic tonight so made a tuna/tomato quiche, mini sandwiches, and devilled eggs.

Also i watch this french channel on TikTok that does live with their telescopes so here's a screenshot of the moon i took :)

Very sleeby from drinking caffeine earlier (made myself a caramel frappucino, dunno why caffeine makes me so sleepy) so imma take a nap before dinner

Also i got sad earlier because i want to make s'mores but we didn't have any marshmallows lol

Hope youre well ! 👋

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