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papayafiles · 2 months

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watch drive to survive with me, a lando fan with absolutely zero chill, season 6 episode 3 edition:

(this got so long it literally exceeded tumblr's character limit, which i did not know existed until now, so i'm splitting it into two parts and posting it anyway because what is a tumblr blog for if not dramatic unhinged public breakdowns!)

it hasn't even started and i'm already Losing My Mind

"the brand cries out for more performance" with angsty heavy music... i forgot how dramatic drive to survive was. the music really enhances the stakes here.

"we did go backwards last year. no denying" cut to daniel struggling at the back 😭 he's not even in the team anymore and he's still catching strays. drive to survive editors have zero chill.

dramatic conversation between zac brown and a mclaren exec about how poorly things are giong... cut straight to lando walking into his interview with rice cakes smiling and giggling. I LOVE HIM.

the squeal of excitement that came out of my mouth at his VERY FIRST line (it's one word: "wow". wow indeed lando norris. you. yes. wow. i need to stop)

producer: "did you break it?" lando: *instantly looks concerned and checks*

LMAO not oscar waving his arms in front of the mtc double doors trying to motion sensor them open... only to fail epically 😭 dork (affectionate)

LANDOSCAR <3

oscar arriving late to the first mclaren team meeting and immediately thinking to ask his guide if lando's arrived yet vs lando making a point of pointing out that he beat oscar there 😭 idiots

lando watching oscar walk into the room for the first time with a contemplative expression… what are you thinking in that beautiful curly head of yours

oscar, doing an official interview about mclaren f1 vs lando, in the corner, eyeing him up and down: oscar’s quite tall, huh? he doesn’t look tall, but he is. he’s also like 15.

trademark dts beat drop after will buxton finishes dramatically chatting shit oh i've missed this

lando face scrunch count: 1

oh no we’re doing bahrain

i didn’t watch bahrain live so i didn’t know it was this bad 😭 wdym 25-30 second long fifth stop of the race my god

“red bull DOMINATES bahrain” yeah yeah shut up

claire williams??? what is she doing here

lando looking distraught cut the cameras i can’t do this 😭

“is it too soon to call it a crisis?” f1 journalists have zero chill (derogatory)

mclaren were DEAD LAST?? i was not aware

not christian horner again 😭 leave lando ALONE! he doesn’t want you!! netflix pls stop exploiting cute norstappen clips for your rbr lando agenda i do NOT endorse this

christian horner saying lando would fit really well in the red bull environment…………… in WHAT world

i’m so interested in seeing how conversations with pr managers go… like this is so fun to see them go through the bullet points of what topics journalists might ask and the ~vibe~ they want to be giving in their responses

…okay netflix i REALLY feel like you’re taking clips out of context and splicing them together to form a narrative here. and i get that that’s your whole job. but i think i also get why lando signed that renewal so early now 😭 warding off dts bullshit before it can even start to hit

“we’re so slow on the straight” dipping to a whisper like a confession he didn’t mean to slip out… glance up then back down again… i see you storytellers weaving the narrative. i see you. i get it. you really don't need to keep going

okay i know lando and zak are having a very serious conversation in this scene but also. lando in golf clothes. arms. AND legs. bronze tanned smooth skin... i’m not even thirsting here i’m just pointing out OBJECTIVE facts that are possibly maybe a little bit distracting me from… whatever they're talking about

“i’ll do my best, as always” ❤️ he always does

will buxton shut UP

why are they spending so much time on miami... they weren’t even good there… we’re getting more angst aren’t we.

ohh i forgot how pretty the red bull miami liveries were

nevermind they’re showing max lapping the mclarens. no longer pretty. fuck that livery actually

lando sounds so depressed on the radio i’m going through it 😭

did he really say haha. LOL. :/ on the radio 😭😭😭

“i’m not suggesting it may look bad. i’m suggesting it is bad”

lando saying "fucking hell" on the radio count: 2

okay do we really need another montage of team principals ragging on mclaren. we get it! you want him! he has a line of admirers a mile long! move on!!

NORRUSSEL CONTENT

according to george there are drivers who drink during normal race weekends?? lando throwing up his hands as the camera points toward him like not me! (i can't tell if george is joking but that sounds crazy to me? i bet it's either a really depressed backmarker or max after winning the wdc on a saturday)

not george calling the mclarens horrendous 😭 have some mercy

……………………………………...........

NETFLIX—

cut the cameras.

NETFLIX WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT TO ME

the way i'm actually in tears 😭 i'm so fragile right now do not talk to me

"this is the worst start to any season i've ever had. i want to be the best driver there is in formula 1. that's why i started my whole journey" THEN THEY CUT TO HIM IN A GO-KART??? A MONTAGE SEQUENCE???

they really edited together a mini montage of lando's whole journey including interview clips of him as a young child then put a voiceover of his tiny baby voice saying "i need to be stronger and not make so many mistakes" over video footage of adult lando looking depressed out the plane window and expected me to just be okay after that.

then they go straight into a montage of zak brown and lando's history together going way back ("first time i met lando, he was a small 14 year old ... he was very shy, as you'd expect a 14 year old... he was very fast.") cutting between old photos of them together pre-f1 with emotional music ("i think the first time he drove a racecar it was probably mine") oh! okay then!!

"i would love to create the story and finish the story and everything with mclaren. i really would love that." EVERYTHING HURTS

why does watching this episode make me feel like he's going to leave mclaren when i KNOW he just signed a contract extension? the magic of mood-setting background music and splicing clips together

zak brown meeting with all the sponsors... he is a stronger man than me. i would be freaking out in his position. it's also insane how much is riding on literal sports results from a corporation/business perspective? like the amount of pressure on f1 drivers to deliver is wild and here we are giggling at our silly clown sport and its silly circus events

oh claire williams shut up

(you don't even have a job in f1 anymore why are you still HERE)

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citrinesparkles · 8 months

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hello!! 🎶 they’re nothing new, but, per your request, im sharing songs that make me //feel//:

paranoid—black sabbath (everything about this song takes me to another plane of existence)

wolf like me — tv on the radio(makes me feel unhinged, i swear i’m feeling the effects of the full moon with this one)

bleed it out — linkin park (🎶⛓️🖤)

machine gun blues — social distortion (this song has me feeling like a getaway driver, very dangerous when i’m behind the wheel 🫢)

highway tune—greta van fleet (this song is so sexy idk)

i o u - you me at six (the bass is so seductive and the voice/lyrics are definitely helping 😏)

OH MY GODDDD I OWE YOU MY LIFE. im giving you the worlds biggest hug EVER in HISTORY AND 🏆 an award for great taste bc there is not a single dud here. Thoughts™️ below bc if theres one thing im gonna do its talk

paranoid - A CLASSIC FOR A REASONNNNNN ugh every now and again i forget how good this track is and this was a Wonderful reminder

wolf like me - this one is new to me and i am. obsessed. obsessed. WILL be driving to this song. will be blasting this while i get ready. will be looping. such a good song oh my god.

bleed it out - LINKIN PARK MY MOST BELOVEDDDDDDD GODDDD this song rewired my brain when i heard it the first time and i have NEVER ever been the same. thank you for the excuse to blast it. 💖💖 lp is actually one of my favorite bands and this is one of my favorite songs by them, so when i saw it in your message i actually went :D!!!! HDJFHFJ i was so excited

machine gun blues - you are gonna get me into TROUBLE with this song omg. this is enabling in song form. getaway driver is EXACTLY the vibe, and i am immediately shoving it into my "not for driving" playlist bc i do not trust myself. (drive safe, kids. dont do guitar and drive.)

highway tune - omg i love greta van fleet and i dont know this song :0 this is so fun help???OBSESSED w the vocals and the funky music and absolutely think this needs to be Top Volume. omg im about to be SO annoying with this song

i o u - AND A STRONG ASS FINISHER. holy cats this is such a song??? 😭 you're exactly correct and this is another for the getting ready playlist bc this is fantastic for my ego. (not so much for those that have to deal with me, but c'est la vie <3)

okay. all that in mind i definitely have to recommend femme fatale (another getaway driver song i cant drive to HDJFHFJF) and skeleton man by coyote kid, as well as sing along by sturgill simpson (which has a bananas music video, if you're a music video person!)

edit omg i am. so miffed i forgot rock show by halestorm- the source of my bio lyrics smh!!!!!! you wanna talk about a song that makes you feel something oh my god i lose my mind every time

#citrine responds #c's jukebox #YOU ARE A DARLING AND A GODSEND AND I ADORE YOU #had kinda a crazy week so getting to sit down and recharge with new music was SOOOOO REFRESHING #thank you sm for taking the time to send this in omg 🥺💖💖 i hope you're well honey!!!#plus every single track made me FEELLLLL and i needed that lemme tell you #jason redhood #mailbox

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youremyonlyhope · 2 years

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Obi-Wan Parts I and II

Ok I wasn’t gonna liveblog this but I think I have to.

I decided to liveblog because I need to say I DON’T WANT TO SEE THE YOUNGLINGS GETTING ATTACKED AGAIN. I DON’T WANNA SEE THIS. DID YOU HAVE TO START LIKE THIS. Hey. Whoever said “Let’s show Order 66 again”... I just wanna talk. I just wanna talk that’s all. Where’s Grogu. Also. During the prequel recap, the inclusion of that last line of Yoda’s... are you telling me... we’re gonna get Qui-Gon Force ghost in this series... because I’ll actually die. Reva. I love her. I know she’s evil. That doesn’t mean I don’t love her. You give me a Black girl in sci-fi media, I have to adore her with my entire heart. It is Black Girl Nerd law. My girl Reva is smart. Oh god... Meat from Torchwood flashbacks... Is that Obi-Wan... or is it Uncle Owen... It’s Obi-Wan!!! I just remembered his lizard from RotS. I miss the lizard. That was a good lizard. If this scene with Ben cooking and sitting outside to eat had been released before TFA, the Rey Kenobi theories would have been even more widespread. (I still believe in Rey Nobody but that’s just me) I have not yet seen the Boba Fett series yet (I know I know, I’m a disgrace.) but I know the Tusken Raiders are heavily featured, but are the Jawas in it too? Because right now, seeing a Jawa up close and in HD, it’s so weird. I’m so used to their eyes just being floating glowing yellow dots, and now I can see the eyeballs and a vague shape of a head. I don’t like it. Oh Ben... he needs therapy... I’m gonna interchangeably call him Ben and Obi-Wan depending on how lazy I am when it comes to typing. Sorry. ...It’s... it’s my boy... it’s my baby... it’s Luke... Oh poor Uncle Owen. OOOHHHH OBI-WAN. WATCHING BABY LUKE PRETEND TO FLY. THE NOSTALGIA. Ahhhhhhhh help. I knew I recognized that dumb toy. Oh god help me. I’m not ok. “Walk out into the middle of the desert and bury it in the ground.” Ok I can’t remember RoS very well but isn’t that what Rey did? Why so many Rey parallels? (Also I went and rewatched the scene and yes she did bury it and I forgot all the “I hate the sand” jokes.) “You were once a great Jedi” He’s STILL a great Jedi. I did NOT like that Dark Side-esque music that played when the camera panned back to the Jedi asking Ben for help. Naboo? NOOOO. IT’S ALDERAAN. NO. YOUNG LUKE IS ALREADY TOO MUCH YOU CANNOT SHOW ME YOUNG LEIA AND THINK I WON’T CRY. Oh good. I was about to say “Leia does not seem like the type to enjoy this pampering and getting dressed thing. Yes, she’s definitely princess-like and regal, but this doesn’t feel completely right. Maybe it’s to show the contrast of how they were raised?” but no it’s a decoy. Like mother like daughter. I adore it. Ok there we go. That’s Leia. God I love Breha’s dress. Can I make it... Oh good. The weird elongated original trilogy helmets are back. God I wish I could go back to the 70s and tell that costume designer to not throw those helmets in. Nuh uh. Whoever you are. Get away from my girl Leia. Don’t you even DARE. “When the time comes he must be trained?” “Like you trained his father?” Mmmm. Ahhh. Ughhhhh. *sobbing* That’s the best way I can describe the sounds I made in reaction to that line. I think I reacted the same way from seeing that scene in the trailer too. Oh shit. Wait. WAIT. God I need to go rewatch the prequels. Does Obi-Wan know that Anakin survived Mustafar? Owen doesn’t. Does Obi-Wan? Oh no. Oh no. Wait. Am I going to have to watch Obi-Wan find out that Ani survived and is now Vader? Oh god please tell me I’m misremembering the prequels... Reva’s unhinged. I sorta love it. Oh she’s really unhinged... Good on Owen. “I didn’t do it for you.” Yes you did, a little teeny bit. But also you got a little Jedi boy who won’t stay still and has a death wish like his father before him, so I get it. I meant to say it earlier, but is Reva a youngling who blames Obi-Wan for not stopping Order 66? That’s my prediction. They had to show us those kids for a reason. I might have to go back and rewatch the scene later. Bail Organa!!! She’s such a daddy’s girl. I am so sad. Just looking at them... I’m so sad. I just gasped seeing C-3PO. But then I remembered we KNOW Bail took the droids. Leia literally sends them. But I’m just stupid. Who is this cousin? I don’t like him. Get him out. Yes Leia read him for filth. Bail is such a good father. I am actually dying. I’m gonna cry.

Ok I need to say I am SO glad we got all these Leia scenes. I’ve always thought that Star Wars is too Luke-heavy (and I adore Luke) and I was worried that this series would be too. But no. So far Leia has had 20 times more screen time. I’m happy.

Nope nope nope. Stay away from my girl. Also do I know this guy? I definitely know this guy. Ok that’s incredibly bad. Ok I need to research something later. But I always wondered how Leia knew Obi-Wan in ANH. And I just assumed that Bail told her to send the message to him and trust him. But does this mean they met prior to ANH? “She is as important as he is.” YES. SHE. IS. Obi-Wannnnnn don’t do this. Go get her. Please don’t tell me both lightsabers are in it. I cannot get over the parallel. I can’t get over the burying of Ani’s lightsaber in the sand of Tatooine. Star Wars has to stop managing to find good ways to justify things. First the Kessel Run (I’m still mad about that one. I’m so mad they fixed it.). Now justifying Rey burying Ani’s lightsaber because Ben did it before. I wasn’t even that mad about her burying it, I know some fans were, but now they’ve managed to make it a parallel of what Obi-Wan did. I can’t. Murder me, both are in the box. I want to die. Did he... just purposefully show his lightsaber to that lady... confusion...

THAT WAS FLEA. OH MY GOD. I almost put “Is that Flea” in this post when I was saying I knew the actor, but didn’t want to look STUPID if I was wrong. I literally thought to myself “He looks just like Flea... but he can’t be Flea... that can’t be Flea, Hope you’re being dumb.” and convinced myself it wasn’t him. BUT NO IT WAS FLEA. WHAT THE HELL WHY IS FLEA IN THIS.

Seriously why is Flea here? I’m like beyond shook.

I’m just gonna keep going with Part II here.

Sorry, I’m still on Flea. How. How is he in this show. I’m like... delightfully confused.

Is someone gonna come up to Obi-Wan dealing death sticks or something? A CLONE? Star Wars is really putting Temuera to work this year. Ohhhh Obi-Wan you feel some guilt meeting the clone. Oh my god. Guys, the prequels hurt. They hurt me so much. Ah not death sticks, spice. Close enough. Ooooohhhhh! Hi Kumail! What are you doing here? Wow Haja’s so dramatic. Yeah Obi-Wan that was too easy. “I’m surprised you fell for it.” I’m surprised you’re in this show, Flea. I like how one of the extras looks like she’s stepped out of a neon rave in the 2000s. I LAUGHED OUT LOUD. THAT’S MY GIRL. PUNCH THE STRANGE MAN. Obi-Wan. You really should have at least told her your name or something. And Leia my girl, don’t go with strange men just because they say “Your father sent me.” She’s in orange like her mommmmmmmm. Guys this show is gonna murder me. “Shh. Quiet.” Hey Ben, I think the lightsaber hanging from your holster is more obvious than Leia whispering “Are you a Jedi?” She came from the gutter. Sure. She really came from the Jedi Academy and survived Order 66. Still standing by that theory. Yeah, Old Ben, you should have kept on the gas mask and gave one to Leia too. Hide your face. Also why are you dressed in the literal most stereotypically Jedi outfit? I’m sorry. Was that a dinosaur? “Little green cape. You don’t need those!... And the gloves.” This girl is doing a good job embodying Leia. I really felt the spirit of Carrie Fisher when she looked up at Obi-Wan and continued to put on the gloves. Leia my girl. Obi-Wan looks like the most Jedi Jedi ever right now with his robes. He’s not being subtle. “You think the less you say, the less you give away, but it’s really the opposite.” That’s my girl. This green cape gives off RotJ jungle battle vibes and I love it. (No I can’t remember the name of the jungle planet I’m tired and that’s the least of the things I’ve forgotten so far). “This is no ordinary Jedi.” Cause I’m no ordinary girl, I’m from the deep blue underworld. I do not blame Leia in the slightest for running. Obi-Wan, you did not give the girl much reason to trust you. Oh good. Haja’s a real good guy. What is this spinning lightsaber and why does it feel familiar? There goes Flea. Fun but weird to have him around while we did. Could Jedi always read minds... man it’s been at least 3 years since I last watched all the movies. Do I need to brush up on my Star Wars? “Nothing, you just remind me someone.” I know! I knowww. I knowwwwwww. Someone kill me. “You didn’t know? He’s alive.” NOOOOOO. NOOOOOOOO. NOOOOOOOOOOO. This is painful this is hurting me. I am not ashamed to admit that I literally squeaked hearing the mask breathing.

Well.

That was far more emotionally painful than I thought it would be, and I knew it’d be emotionally painful.

Though honestly the thing that has me reeling the most is that Flea was in this. I don’t know why that’s so shocking to me. I’m not even a Red Hot Chili Peppers fan. And yet I’m still beyond shook.

I gotta make a post about young Leia because she really hit it on the nail. She’s very good.

And I rewatched the youngling scene. There was a little Black girl. Is that Reva? I think so.

#obi-wan spoilers #obi-wan kenobi spoilers #hope watches obi-wan #hope watches star wars

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loveisdeath101 · 2 years

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so i’m sitting here high as fuck bouncing on my bed, dancing to killshot-

i forgot bc i’m high asf no way

i was saying in my head as i was bouncing on beat shit like the following:

i just got railed 💕

i’m so sick fuck

i haven’t eaten since like 2pm, im uh… nu uh.

im so high on caffeine and weed

my liver really be dying huh

god i have so many fUCKING feelings for him.

so in conclusion: we have a damaged, sickly, stoned, thicc goth gf throwing it back in 4k at midnight.

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BONUS STONED THOUGHTS

im so horny

mom damaged asf with some of these thoughts

god im high, the music is so loud

i wonder if he think im still cute with my bannok rolls :(

would i show him my tumblr diary?

for the sake of romance?!?! absoluTELY. but mama, i feel like this is screaming unhinged to the general populous.

god im toxic with women

how does this make sense- oh wait… earlier i was staring at a self portrait thinking about how it actually looked pretty. it screams self image issues, im sorry me.

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txdxsh1 · 2 years

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HQ COUPLE PICTURES: VALENTINE’S DAY EDITION <3

genre: fluff !! so much fluff !!

characters: iwaizumi hajime, akaashi keiji, suna rintaro, matsukawa issei, kageyama tobio

important: this is timeskip! hq characters !!! nothing inappropriate of course tho

authors note: y’all im so mad ,,, i set for this to post and it just ? didn’t ?? anyway i hope u all had a lovely valentine’s day :D if u didn’t, take this post as compensation <3 ily all so much

iwaizumi hajime:

-> y’all can say for whatever u want

-> but i just KNOW this man is SOOOO romantic

-> he just hides it so literally only u know (and ur instagram followers pfttt)

-> ur both pretty busy people so he’s already gone when u wake up but then he texts u to open the door

-> and ur like ??

-> AND THEN U SEE THOSE GORGEOUS ROSES

-> *faints*

-> omg then he comes home early from work to set everything up for when you get back

-> *double faints*

-> STOP and he’s so proud of himself when he sees u as a mixture of excitement and crying and literally unhinged happiness (i don’t blame u tbh)

akaashi keiji:

-> of course we know our cute literature boy is a romantic <3

-> he’s so cute literally stop

-> you guys wake up and do ur own things

-> but then it’s like the afternoon and u guys come home to bake the pasteries 🥺

-> and then u guys clean but halfway through akaashi is like … brb

-> of course u don’t think anything of it but when he comes back, he’s very adamant about you going to the bathroom for some odd reason ….

-> then you actually walk in and oh MY god

-> i’m crying FOR YOU

-> and so the rest of the night is spent with you guys sharing a bath, listening to good music, and eating yummy pastries <333

suna rintaro:

-> shut up he’s trying so hard but he’s so broke 😭😭

-> i’m picturing like you guys in college

-> so of course ur BOTH very broke 🥲💔

-> he tries really hard to be thoughtful with his gifts though (and succeeds imo)

-> cause music is like one of the first things u guys bonded over and u guys ate sushi for ur first date

-> he calls u randomly and tells u to come to outside

-> he greets u and u guys walk to his old, beat-up car 😭

-> once u guys are inside and settled, he takes out the stuff and he already starts feeling so bad cause it’s not much and he thinks u deserve better and more things

-> and ur just like screaming cause wtf ??? this is so cute

-> then next few hours are spent eating sushi, listening to the cd he made u, and driving around downtown at sunset <3

matsukawa issei:

-> no cause literally shut up

-> u wake up to the sound of someone knocking on ur apartment like ??

-> and so u open the door to find ur smug looking boyfriend, leaning on the doorframe, holding a box of donuts

-> u greet him of course, let him inside, and when u open then box ur immediately like 😢🥺🥺

-> and this MAN is like “wait i forgot something”

-> ??? proceeds to go all the way to the parking garage and to his car

-> ur upstairs unbothered, munching on a cute ass, heart-shaped donut

-> and when he comes back HES HOLDING A HUGE ASS TEDDY BEAR ?? AND ROSES ?!?!??

-> ur very, very happy to say the least

kageyama tobio:

-> screaming, crying, hyperventilating

-> all reasonable and valid reactions when u see what kags did for you

-> first, he picks u and brings u the CUTEST bouquet oh my god

-> and then he invites u to the park

-> it’s not unusual for u guys to go to the park but when he starts walking to a very specific random area, ur a little confused but don’t question it

-> and then ur getting closer and closer to this really cute looking picnic … and there’s no couple there 🧐

-> and then u guys stop at the blanket and kageyama just stares to see how you’ll react (but he’s got a little smile on his face)

-> bestie i’m JEALOUS

-> obviously ur reaction is very positive

-> and he’s so happy cause he just wanted to surprise you and make YOU happy 😭😭

-> so u guys have a lovely afternoon and lovely valentine’s day <33

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yunsoh · 3 years

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alrighty season 3 ep 2 thoughts. this post got ridiculously long so the rest is under a read more:

- literally i love every single time we see akito sleeping in this long and empty room. there’s something very encompassing about how empty it is + how the angle emphasizes it, especially when we can clearly see she’s sharing her bed

- shigure and tohru’s moments alone are always soo so sweet. their relationship so far is very much one where there’s a lot of affection between them (which ofc makes one of their biggest scenes together during the final act feel especially hurtful even though it’s a side of shigure we’re well aware of by that point -- it’s just something that tohru up until that point hadn’t witnessed, much less been directly confronted with. but i’m getting ahead of myself lmfao moving on)

- actually related to the above love tohru asking “wouldn’t i just be interrogating him?” and “the things kureno told me make me feel like i’m looking into a deep, dark well” just ahh i do love this background progression of shigure and tohru’s relationship and how it reaches a head when they have their talk about kyo later.

- this is perhaps unintentional but: having this shot of machi noticing yuki + clearly having some new feelings about him overlaid with/directly followed by momiji and tohru, where we still know momiji has an unrequited crush on her. yes it makes me laugh a little but it’s also fitting because at this moment in time yuki does not have a crush on machi in return + sees her only as a friend.

- it’s been mentioned but it bears repeating. why are they not progressing momiji’s height whatsoever lmaooo. funny because yuki and kyo have had gradual changes but they’re really just trying to make this growth spurt reveal super jarring huh. also holy shit he looks TINY next to haru in this shot. next

- the one kid in class asking hana to fuck the priyuki girls up but she’s like “actually i really don’t care” LMAO........ love her

- ugh i really love this moment with yuki.......... i think it’s been a while since we’ve seen the general student population (not just the prince yuki girls) still treat him in a revering way, now also in part because he’s the student council president but definitely still because of his reputation as the prince. this was something that was so deeply ostracizing to him early on in the series, and does still remind him of his loneliness -- but that loneliness isn’t crippling to him anymore, because now he does have friends who like him and who he can have fun with.

i’m going to write a bigger post on this later probably because this is a really important progression point in how yuki understands himself to exist in his school’s ecosystem + how his self-esteem is still developing.

- additionally i just want to say that this scene isn’t yuki suddenly falling for machi, or really something to be read as mutually romantic between them -- machi i think absolutely has a crush on him at this point (because he is. the only person who is actually nice to her and considers her existence aside from kakeru but moving on) but yuki’s perception of her at this moment is heavily tied to how he thinks of himself as a friend + whether he’s a worthy enough person to befriend. the fact that machi shatters those doubts for him in such an overt way is important.

- anyways machi is rly cute here i loooove that she’s comfortable being more expressive around him even though it’s mostly out of embarrassment LMAO...... she’s learning how to display her feelings and trusts him with that..... cute.

- also of note yuki putting his hand on the top of her head which is like... he’s trying to convey that he feels they have (or are starting to have) a trusting friendship with each other but it’s like. a bit too much for machi to handle omfg. honestly this goes in hand with way back when ayame patted yuki’s head in praise which was clearly something yuki didn’t receive much of as a kid, and i’m assuming machi also rarely if ever received that same sort of praise. what i’m saying is they’re both trying lmaoo

- also as usual shimazaki’s deliveries are spot on yuki is soooo fucking cute in this scene. “what? seriously? they’re even worse than the ones i made” he’s so casual and funny with her it’s so good

- okay the timeskip to sunset makes me laugh it makes it seem like tohru and kyo have just been waiting in that room alone for hourssss

- ugh how sexy would it have been if the brief flashback to kureno + the music overlay had been cut out here. like tohru seeing the birds and then turning to ask kyo what he would think if someone’s curse had been broken would have gotten the message across just as well + i think would have been more emotionally impactful.

- tohru’s expression here though is so good just. ugh. will say this point in hers and kyo’s relationship is just so tasty because he really is her most trusted confidant but she’s also so aware of anything that could be construed as him rejecting her or pushing her away, which now that she’s getting especially wrapped up in the family’s secrets...... it’s a thin line she’s walking w wanting to protect him but not wanting to push him away bc he’s resigned to what will happen

- this visual is so weeeeeird aoghjksd the screen being framed by her bangs. what. why

- hmmmm in general idk if the flower scene hit very well. it felt kind of awkward? kyo and tohru both seemed really stiff which is weird because literally just a minute ago they were animated pretty well tbh

- this post is already so long and i only JUST started the akigure part of the ep....... i’m so sorry

- machi and kyo both handing off white flowers to yuki and tohru respectively and then we’re hit with shigure giving akito a red flower instead. obviously because akito is symbolized by red camellias + to refer back to her memory of shigure giving one to her, but also just basic color symbolism -- white being more indicative of purity and new beginnings, red being something both passionate, evocative, dangerous.

- oh we’re back to the kids. it is not in fact akigure time yet.

- i loooove this tohru outfit so much she’s so cute in it. also ig it bears mentioning because i didn’t say anything about it last time, but the reboot hinting more directly to the audience that something bad happened to rin, rather than just her disappearing entirely, is def more overt than in the manga. that short scene of ren intercepting rin in the last ep was chronological yes, but in the manga we don’t see that happen until after we know that akito’s been keeping her in the cat’s room. so just by tohru mentioning that she hasn’t seen or heard from rin in a while, we’re clued in that something bad to her must have happened because of ren. which i don’t think is a bad decision honestly -- since ren is set up as the antagonist for this season, it might make viewers assume that ren did something bad to her, only for it to be revealed that it was akito and that akito is still becoming more and more unhinged. but that also ren is unhinged. disasters.

- “i’m sorry, i’m afraid i do have parents” this rly is just the mid-20s mood isn’t it

- mitsuru fucking hissing at shigure i cannot

- nakamura’s acting during this phone scene is so goooood oh my god. the LOATHING. honestly this alone just makes me crazy abt the insanity that is akito + kureno + shigure like jesus christ.

- kureno’s pitiful little “nii-san” after shigure obliterates his entire life. there we go

- honestly it’s funny how shigure’s expression looks when akito yells at him for sleeping with ren because for a moment it looks like he has NO idea what she’s talking about but then. nope. he fucked her mom.

- do like the little detail of akito pointing as she tells shigure to get out, but when he leaves he just turns in the opposite direction. like truly he has never followed orders to the t once in his life.

- this shot of ren is so fucking absurd oh my god. pls get ur male gaze directing out of here.

- “i... thought you forgot” man the way this is delivered feels really striking. i think because akito is never caught off guard in a way that surprises her in such a quiet way, or in a way that leaves her plainly vulnerable. like her vitriol towards him has to do with the fact that she feels he’s abandoning the bond they used to have (and ofc they bond they have through the curse), and that memory of him does act as a linchpin.

- it’s primo bitchy shigure hours. primo akito meltdown hours.

- this shot is soooo foreboding wow. straight up darkness. tho i kind of wish this shot was used instead for the “i want to crush her to a pulp” line, or at the very least that the shot for that line was just framed differently

- god they’re so fucking awful for each other. purely just a disaster duo. shigure taking control of the conversation + dismissing akito’s meltdown and emotional manipulation leaves akito feeling the only way she can have control over him is through seducing him since no other method works. the convo that has with her accusing him of sleeping with a lot of other women + her not knowing how to handle the fact that he slept with ren, and ofc the convo it has with her misogyny and how she views herself. they have this really vitriolic push and pull for control because akito doesn’t know what to do when she loses any control at all, and shigure’s grasping at what little control he can have considering how their power dynamics work with the bond -- walking away when she’s being manipulative, refusing to coddle her. like shigure’s wish for them to be on an equal playing field without the curse is a pipe dream because their relationship is just so, so damaged as is and is so heavily informed by what has already happened between them. takaya why did you have them end up together for realsies why did you--

- what is with the reboot team making akito break down the walls and doors all the time lmfao. bro the structural damage caused by this little 90lb disaster.

- i think i understand why they took it out (like maybe it would have been too overt with how they’ve set up the audience to expect something bad happened to rin after running into ren) but man they really just didn’t adapt one of the most haunting parts of the series huh. like this shot of rin being trapped inside the cat’s room right beside shigure thinking “i’ll be waiting for you” maaaan man!!

- okay addendum: apparently she is in the room. in hindsight i did notice this but it did not register as a person because i thought it was just a glare on the window 😭

#fruits basket #fruits basket spoilers #holy shit this post is long i'm so sorry LMAO..... i had so much to say

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lord-of-the-ducks · 2 years

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Ok so since I couldn’t finish watching Van Helsing because Hulu is annoying like that, I watched Dracula (1931). I didn’t take time stamps so if you read through my notes there’s no context, but here you go anyway. Ignore the What We Do In the Shadows jokes

Dracula (1931)

I’m going to be so nitpicky about this movie even though I know it’s based on the play which I haven’t seen/read, not necessarily the book

Swan lake in the opening?

Don’t ask how I know my mom tried to make me a music nerd

No Quincey on the cast list? :(

Walpurgis night oh no

Heh look at this idiot going to borgo pass… I don’t know what that is

I love how in all adaptations, Jonathan is consistently an idiot

Wow they really are just straight up telling him what’s going on instead of being vague and praying and crying

Jonathan my beloved

Oh sweetie you should be very afraid.

At least someone gave him a crucifix

Dracula, clean your house better

Dude you have so much space that you could use for storage

PRETTY. PRETTY VAMPIRE LADY

BELA LUGOSI!!!!!

I want that coat

Wow, I guess 1930s audiences liked everything to be explained to them

Dracula taking Jonathan’s bags is gonna make me think of WWDITS, shit

He’s just steering the carriage as a bat agshiusadi Dracula I love you

DUDE CLEAN UP

YOU HAVE GUESTS

I love those sfx bats that are just puppets on a string with all my heart

Oh please let this be as gay as the book

I still don’t understand the whole “children of the night” thing and I’ve been doing research for years I gotta get on that

Sfx spider my beloved

Wait, this is Renfield?!? Not Jonathan?!?

Not a lot of adaptations give us pre-insane Renfield

I guess I’m free to make Nandor/Guillermo jokes about familiars

WHat the fuck is that walk

“I never drink… wine”

OH SHIT I’M GAY

SFX BAT IS BACK BAY BEE

Did he just faint from the bat? Bruh

“This man belongs to me” hand motion huh

Tickles?

That felt gay

YES CRAZY RENFIELD MY BELOVED

That whole “master” thing is not straight

“You will keep your promise?” I was 100% expecting him to ask to be turned like Guillermo

He just fucking left him fuiuadgui

Renfield is actually the best

Oh please don’t hurt the nice flower girl

Oh he did

Vampire hypnosis?

Dracula, what is it with you and old broken houses please just fix things

I love how they make fun of him

Lucy if you do the very not good thing and start crushing on Dracula at least try to fix his house up a big

I love that stupid bat puppet

They haven’t actually shown Dracula feeding yet. Well, they have, they’ve shown him hunting people and pinning them down and stuff, but no actually bites. I wonder if it’s because it would be too hard to do with special effects or if it’s “scandalous”

Oh thank god they skipped over the blood transfusion shenanigans

Martin is delightful

“Who wants to eat flies” “you do ya loony” ahahhduiahid

Wow they figured the vampire thing out fast

“Two little wounds, white with red centers”

Oh please let Van Helsing be absolutely unhinged

I forgot to write something down about the vampires transforming into bats and wolves

“You know too much to live” ???

Wolfsbane repels vampires apparently

Oh no Mina’s gonna get eaten! Except the only reason I know her name is because I read the book she’s literally so boring

WHAT IS THAT FACE, BELA EXPLAIN

Jonathan shut the fuck up

“It seemed as though all the life had been drained out of me”

Dracula has no reflection

He just fucking slapped the cigarette case adhkauh

“I dislike mirrors”

“For one who has not lived even a single lifetime you are a wise man” I forgot that everyone is especially a little baby

“The strength of the vampire is that people will not believe in him” DAMN THAT IS ESSAY WORTHY

Van Helsing my beloved, saying the most crazy shit and expecting people to accept it

“Yes I heard something: Enough” I fucking cackled that is so fucking funny

MINA FUCKING DIED?

RENFIELD WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING

Oh nevermind she’s alive

LUCY!!!! YES!!!

Gaslight gatekeep girlboss

Do Mina and Lucy get to kiss in this version

“You musn’t kiss me ever again” oh no, apparently being preyed on by a vampire makes you a hArLoT

Renfield my beloved

Dracula can control rats?

Dracula I can’t believe you told Van Helsing to go back to his own country

Ok so feeding someone vampire blood turns them

Ok so apparently strong willed people can resist hypnosis

Dracula’s reaction to crucifixes is hilarious

Oh no she’s a hArLoT

I like her dress

Is she gonna eat him? It would be very gaslight gatekeep girlboss of her to eat him

She’s just casually talking to the bat and then when Jonathan calls her out she’s like “no I didn’t”

MARTIN IS QUINCEY IN THIS VERSION??? HELL YES!!!!!

Martin I love you

Ma’am don’t let him in

Ma’am

NO THAT’S WORSE PUT BACK THE PLANT

MA’AM STOP

The camera always cuts off the moment before Dracula bites someone

That’s a really cool dress

Mina’s joining the polycule ayyyyyeeeee

Renfield you betrayed him like 8 times

Ouch

Oh no Mina’s a vampire

Ok nevermind she isn’t

They didn’t actually show the staking

Anyway I rate this movie like, 7/10. Obviously super influential, Bela Lugosi is a gift, and the fact that there were a ton of divergences from the original 1897 novel didn’t bother me, but it’s not the sort of thing that I can see myself talking to someone about for hours on end. Basically, I had fun andI don’t actively hate it. If you’re looking for something scary, I wouldn’t recommend, but it’s very entertaining

#wwdits #wwdits fx #dracula #dracula 1931 #watching a vampire movie every day until the wwdits hiatus ends

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okay THIS ONE is gonna be all of dynamite!!!! maybe!!! we’ll see!!! it’ll b long!!! i just like puttin my thoughts down sometimes!!! it’s fun!!! it’s the longest post i’ve ever made on this blog but!!! i just like being able to go back and see my initial thoughts on stuff later ndjdjfjfn

max caster sweetie im sorry you’re gonna fucking die, rest in peace king 💕💕 also, bryan match, so ur telling me perhaps??? mox says hello????? and answers the marriage proposal???? hopefully saying he’s loyal to his current marriage with eddie????

jurassic express my beloveds!!!!!! xoxoxoxo love u!!!!! ANDJDJFN PLSSSSS “i love a good three way-” *concerned dad dino noise* “-TAG MATCH” jungle boy your fathers cannot hear u saying things like that to them you are A BABIE. luchasaurus PLEASE. PLEse YOU CANT JUST SAY “THREE WAY” AND ROAR YOU CANNOT.

dragon king :,) tight ass manbun bro u gotta b careful. u gotta b careful. your hair will SUFFER if u treat it like tha- im sorry wait why have i never actually LISTENED to his full entrance music i totally forgot there were even lyrics to it holy shit that threw me off so much

the dragon sleeper is a work of art no i don’t take constructive criticism. also. does someone wanna explain why this danielson moriarty match is SO horny??? yall WILDING this is NATIONAL TELEVISION!!!! my god this is a horny episode already. love that. GOD DAMN WAIT WHAT IS THIS HOLD AKSKDKDJK LOVE PUNCHING EACH OTHER WHILE UR BOTH ON UR HEADS!!!

while i agree w the this is awesome chants i gotta say. that’s the most disjointed chant i’ve ever heard yall gotta get it together omg.

“mr moriarty? mr moriarty? oh my fuckin god he fuckin dead”

omg is bryan gonna ask abt his proposal again!!! HE IS bryan sweetie he’s gonna say no but i appreciate the effort 💕💕 fuckin love hearing that music. love it. ANSKDKFKFK PLS HE STILL COMES IN THROUGH THE CROWd HES RIDICULPUS I ADORE HIM!!!! wild thing u truly do make my heart sing 🥺 he’s seemed a lot more careful abt ripping the barricade open since he’s come back and i can’t tell if that’s just in my head or not but i find it soft anyways. oh he’s so unhinged what a king. so unhinged. mox come on just challenge him to a match at revolution pls. bryan trying so hard to urge his crush to go out w him, sweetheart you’re doing great but this isn’t gonna go the way u want clearly u do not know moxley well enough 😔 mox stop leading him on. dont lead him on. THERE YOU GO MOXXXXX FUCK YESSSSSSAAAAAAAAAA FUCKIN LOVE THE HIM. LOVE THE HIM. LOVE HOW TERRIFIED BRYAN LOOKS. LOVE SMUG MOX. LOVE IT HERE!!!

keith lee :,) welcome to the fam we love u.

THIS IS FUCKINNNNWARRRRRRRRR BITCHESSSSSSS WARDLOW HELLO U ARE ADORED!!! oh no. oh no. yO. LISTEN!!!!!! IM LISTENING CASTeR IM LISTENING!!!! oh my FUCKIJG GOD. OH NY GOD MAX PLEASENDNDJKFKFKD god i LOVE watching their opponent’s reactions to the rap. and wardlow does not disappoint. i love seeing their opponents like oh??? oh what u say??? what u say???? wardlow looked very thrown off by the nashville chicken line sir do u wanna fight for the rights of the chicken

jr like “max caster is a natural athlete” as caster actively crawls away on his hands and knees to escape the powerbomb. i mean. yes he’s a great athlete but that timing. that timing was SO good. wardlow matches going pip is a pretty wild time. poor max gonna get his ass beat for a while huh?

ah! well!! pip over!! powerbomb time!! alright!!! bowens i wouldn’t do that if i were u lmao. spears not doin shit but it’s okay wardlow does everything around here anyways 💕💕 o NOW SPEARS IS HERE YEAH. beat his ass wardlow please. omg. omg WARDLOW PISSED YESSSS FUCKERSSSSS

brITT?? BRITTOIT??? BRITTT BAKEKRR???? HELLO????? LOVE OF MY LIFEEN???? OH MY GOD OH MY FUCKINGGG GGODKDJFD. GOD DAMNNNNN OKOKOK!!!! ALRIGHT!!!! ALRIGHT IM HERE FOR IT IM HERE FOR ITTTT!!!! britt u could kick my ass id allow it 💕💕💕

hangy time???? hAnGY TIMMMMMEEEEEE!!!! i don’t want COMMERCIALS i want HANGER!!!!! god that entrance music. so good. so good. my GOD he looks AMAZING. sir u cant just leave ur shirt half buttoned like that i’ll DIE!!!!! looks so good w that belt. hell yeah. OH MY FUCKIGNGNGN GODDDD I KNOW THAT FUCKIGNGNGN VOICEEEEE YESSS BITCH WE ARE. WE ARE WINNING. WE ARE WINNING!!!!!! MR COLE ID DIE FOR U!!!! adamsquared. adamsquared time. chefs kiss. “tony get the hell out of my ring” THATS UR GIRLS BESTIE BE NICE ADAM!!!!!!! love the adams. love this for us. oh SHIT. HOLY FUCK HANGMAN. GOING FOR THE T H R O A T ! BULLET CLUB RING OF HONOR WOOOO BUDDYYYYYY. HOLYF UCK. YEAH LETS TALK ABT FRIENDSHIP!!! I LOVE TALKING ABT THE BUCKS!!!! oh my fucking god hangman looks upset pls stop my heart hurts,,, get his ass hangy 💕💕

ANDJDJ cole about to run outta that ring if hangman starts swinging. understandable. ALSKDKDKFKFN LMAOOOOO PLSSSSS ADAM COLE NOT READY TO FIGHT RN JFJFJFJFJD HANGMAN SQUARING UP COLE IS LIKE!!! NO THANKS!!!!! NOT RN PLEASE!!!! LATER MAYBE!!!!! handshake??? AH!! WELL!!!! HELLO REDRAGON AKSKDJDJFKIFIDJ YEAH THOUGHT THAT WOUD HAPPEN. WHERE THE FUCK IS THE DARK ORDER. WHERE THE FUCK ARE THEY!!! OH THANK FUCK!!! THERE THEY ARE THE BELOVEDS!!!!! FINALLYYYYYTY!!!!!!!!! I LOVE YALL THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!! omfg GOD DAMN TEN ARE U OKAY AKWKDKFKFK HOLY SHIT TEN WILDING AS FUCK ALRIGHTY WHAT THE FUCKDJDJDJDJJF KF kyle’s face. mildly impressed with the ape shit nature being presented.

okay there’s a lot of thoughts abt jericho but i have to admit. judas is a banger and it will always give me goosebumps hearing the crowd finish the chorus on their own. it’s a good moment even with jericho’s non-kayfabe asshole-ry.

OH???? OH HOLY FUCKIFNFN SHIT. OLY DUCKIFNNGN FSHITvvv??? YOURE KIDDINGNF???? YOUE KIDDINGNFN HOLY DSHITJTT HES BACKBVV??? OH MY GOD OH MY GOD IVE MISSED YOH SO MUCH IVE MISSED U SO SO MUCH LOVE U KING LOVE U LOVE U LOVE U WHERE WERE U WHEN MOXLEY WAS OUT THERE BUT IM SO GLAD UR HERE IM SO GLAD UR HERE FOR SANTANA AND ORTIZ THANK U!!! HOLY FUCK I DIDNT EXPECT THAT. I LOVE THE HIM.

being reminded that dante’s match airs on friday. 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕 thats the shit i like to SEE!!!! THANK U FOR THE REMINDER!!!! put dante on tv every week i will never b bored and it’s my opinion that matters thank u <3

okay but fr santana and ortiz have to win. idk if they’ll let them win but. please. pleaseeee let them win. they’re such a good tag team!!!! and they’re fuckin right!!! they don’t need to be jericho’s little golden tag team. they got this shit. they can be the big guys and they DESERVE IT. omg eddie like A G A I N !!! he’s pulling a crowd w wardlow. ONE MORE TIME!!! ONE MORE TIME!!! god dammit. dont you fucking DARE TAP!!!! DONT YOU FUCKING DARE. YESSSS OKAY THA M FUCK. JERICHO I WILL BEAT YOUR ASS INTO NEXT CENTURY YOU RAT BASTARD DONT FUCKIN TOUCH EDDIE YOOOOOOO HOLY SHITTTTT THEY ACTUALLY DFUCKIN PINNED JERICHO??? YHEY PINNED JERICHO???? MY GODDDI DIDNT EXPECT THEM TO PIN H I M ! I LOVE IT. LOVE TO SEE IT.

Cutler cam. yes pls. :) kyLE PLEASE. “WHO DOESNT WANNA BEATUP A DEAD HORSE” KYLE ARE YOU OKAY!!! DO U NEED ME TO CALL SOMEONE!!!! SWEETHEART!!!!!! but fr the bucks just. not wanting to fight hangman. guys we know you just don’t wanna fight him. we know u still care abt him. we know it. matt and nick trying to one up kyle by being fathers to more children guys PLEASE. adam can’t handle this his polycule is falling apart at the seams!!!!”YOU ALL HAVE BEAUTOFUL CHILDREN” HES TRYING SO HARD AKSJDJDJ AWWW ADAM SWEETIE STOPPPP PLEASEEEEEE NOOOO BRANDON WHY DID U LISTEN TO HIM I NEEDED TO SEE WHAT HE CHOSE if we don’t get bte content abt that promo im rioting

hewwo it’s time for Wamen :) welcome to pro wrestling where “so she’s a mercenary hired by the dentist to take out her number one contender” is a totally normal sentence that makes sense and raises no questions. holy fucking shit thunder rosa totally just almost dropped right there, that was so stressful what the hell jdjdjdj

oh my FAVORITE BIT WHERE THEY JUST. PLOP A TRASH CAN OVER SOMEONE. I LOVE IT. ITS SO FUNNY. i LOVE the image of someone just sitting in the ring in a trash can doing absolutely nothing to stop their very fixable situation. oh gosh mercedes is real shaky tonight, hoping she’s not taking too many rougher hits harder than she needs to. ANYWAYS can’t wait for mercedes and britt to go utterly ape shit in their inevitable match 💕 thunder rosa i adore you. precious. britt hello i love u ur the worst and i adore u. mercedes pls don’t do it. she was so nice to u. ah sorrry u got ur ass kicked but proud of u!!!

malakai. i don’t know what ur saying. but it sounds rad. idk what ur funky words mean magic man but i’m INTRIGUED!!!!

oh!!! jay!!!!! u gotta mention kenny and bring him on my screen and make me emotional!!! and that immediately followed by another dante reminder!!! thanks guys im overwhelmed!!!

i know how this last match ends but these two are utterly ape shit and i refuse to miss one of their matches. i refuse. sammy watching darby doing whatever the fuck that is like,,,, yeah that seems about right not gonna ask, thats about what’s expected. i got an idea. just give one of the belts to darby and like yeah it won’t b his fr but hey he’ll have a lil souvenir!!!! you’ve got two you don’t need BOTH!!!! darby’s paint is extra gray tonight. wonder if there’s a reason why. hm. if i had brain cells i would probably have headcanons. love babyface v babyface matches i rlly do, i love the sportsmanship. i know they make no sense for story’s sake but it’s so refreshing sometimes to see characters that respect one another.

god DAMN YALL GONNA FUCKIN KILL DARBY WITH BUCKLE BOMBS LIKE THAT. darby hang on top rope like he laundry :-) then he go NYOOM!!!! *skips pip* *goes back bc apparently i missed a moonsault attempt* well at least u tried. it was a very pretty moonsault if it helps at all sammy!!! *skips again* darby constantly looks unhinged and honestly?? love that. aren’t we all a little unhinged??? GODDDD THAT FUCKIN SPANISH FLY WAS A WILD ONEEEEE. y’all ever see smthn and feel ur own bones shatter in sympathy??? my knee rn. ANDKDKFKK darby going “no nO NO” as sammy flips over the figure 4 im laugjifnfnn i always love when ppl leave the ring in a darby match as if that man isn’t basically known for going zoom zoom through the ropes to demolish someone’s ass. ah!! okay jose here now we’re where i walked in!! darby fuckin dead now damn there he goes!!

OKAY THANK U FOR LETTING ME THROW OUT MY VIBES IT WAS A VERY LONG POST I KNOW BUT THANK U. THAT WAS A GREAT EPISODE I LOVED IT. AWESOME AS ALWAYS

#astra talks #astra liveblogs #not live but??? it’s the same thing kinda????

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phantom-curve · 3 years

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find the strength, find the melody pt. 6

okay so I wasn’t originally going to include the entire scene in Lessa’s office but, once again, my words ran away from me. now you get this beast of a chapter. it’s the longest one yet, coming in at a whopping 4,383 words so think of it as an apology for letting my other fic take over for a sec and also taking like a million years to post this.

I started working on Luke’s POV because I am nothing if not a fan of jumping the gun, and his writing style is so different and living in his head is such an adorable journey of Julie Molina obsession. really excited for you to see some of the stuff that’s been going on for our sweet lil soft boy. also, if you notice the dialogue style changing a little bit in this/future chapters it’s so I can have the same scenes without a ton of repeated dialogue in Luke’s POV.

writer’s block anecdote of the day: I keep flipping Luke and Alex’s name in Luke’s POV because one of the main OCs in my novel is actually named Alex and has been since I started working on this novel a literal decade ago. oh and there is also an OC named Owen. someday I’ll learn to give my characters unique names, but not today!

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Once they were close enough to risk running into other students, Julie dropped Luke’s hand. She made a point of ignoring the frown he gave her, using her now free hand to reach up and adjust her hat. Only, her hat wasn’t there. Her hands landed on loose, untamed curls instead and she immediately turned to Luke with a small amount of panic already building in her chest. He gave her a funny look, and then seemed to notice her hair and somehow understood completely. His hands reached up to lower hers. He let his grasp linger for just a moment before letting go, leaving her hands to dangle limply at her sides. Only his gaze held her in place.

“I never really liked that hat. Your hair is too pretty to cover up like that.”

He said it like a fact. The sky is blue, the sun is hot, your hair is too pretty to cover up. Julie felt a swell of emotions rise again, threatening to overwhelm her. But then he was off towards the front of the school throwing a very casual, “You coming?” over his shoulder at her. She raced to catch up, emotions beaten back for the time being.

They joined the surge of bodies filtering through the front doors. Alex and Reggie stood off to the side inside the entryway of the school. It was impossible to miss the tall blonde in his light pink sweatshirt standing next to the shorter boy in leather. Luke didn’t hesitate to weave his way over to them, but Julie hung back. She wasn’t really sure what was going on between them, wasn’t sure if she felt comfortable enough to just tag along behind him. She caught sight of Flynn’s hot pink beanie bouncing in the distance and let out a sigh of relief. She could separate from Luke here, talk to Flynn, get some perspective on this whole situation.

Luke glanced back at her then. She saw the question in his eyes, felt her heart race when he gave a little side nod like he was inviting her to join him. She swallowed and gave him a half-hearted smile before jerking her thumb over her shoulder in Flynn’s direction. He frowned, but she was already turning away. She pretended she didn’t hear him call her name, slipping into the crowd of students, letting it swallow her up so she could disappear from his sight. Eyes locked on Flynn’s back she moved farther away from the Sunset Curve boys. Flynn only jumped a little when Julie snuck up behind her.

“Jesus, Jules! You scared the shit out of me!”

Her best friend’s familiar voice washed over her like a comforting blanket. All at once, Julie was word vomiting the entire night.

“Flynn, oh my God. He had Mom’s song and he saved it for like, a whole year, and then he gave it to me yesterday, and holy shit I forgot how beautiful it is. And you’re not gonna believe this but I played, like I actually played the piano and sang, and it was like homecoming, it was like the biggest rush, like my mom was right there in the studio with me. And then, oh my god, now you’re really not gonna believe this, but oh my god, then Luke freaking Patterson showed up out of nowhere and he uh might have stayed on the pull-out couch, and then he uhm he made me breakfast this morning? And we walked here together?? He was like...doing this thing where his eyes were going all starry and soft and he was saying really sweet things and it was...a lot and I really don’t know what’s going on with that but uhm I’m kinda freaking out. Also, hey good morning, how are you?”

If Flynn’s mouth opened any wider Julie thought she might unhinge her jaw. In a sea of bustling students, it felt like they were in a bubble all their own. She anxiously fiddled with the bracelets on her wrists as she watched the gears turn behind her best friend’s eyes. After a full two minutes of silence, Flynn��s hand flew out to latch onto Julie’s bicep. Without a word she dragged her down the hallway and into an empty practice room. Flynn released her grip, Julie rubbing at her arm, jeez Flynn was strong!, while the other girl closed the door and flipped on the light that indicated the room was in use. She whirled around, her eyes drilling into Julie’s.

“You’re gonna start at the beginning of that whole mess of truth bombs and spill every last detail about exactly what happened with Luke ‘freaking’ Patterson. Right now. Starting with the bit about your mom’s song.”

Julie took a deep breath and slowly walked Flynn through the events of the last few days, from the moment she had run into Luke after her meeting with Ms. Harrison to when she ran away from him this morning as he was calling her name. Distantly, she was aware of the bell ringing, but it was only homeroom anyway. What did that matter when she was having an existential crisis? Flynn’s mouth only hung open a little bit by the time she was finished telling the story again. Julie felt her shoulders slump. What an emotional rollercoaster. Flynn was quiet for a long moment. Then, she smirked at Julie with a knowing look in her eyes.

“Hmph. Looks like my girl’s got a crush, and his name is Luke. I cannot believe you’ve been holding out on me like this!”

She was teasing, her tone light with a little bit of a mocking sing-song quality to it. But Julie could hear the undercurrent of worry running through her words. She had become quite adept at detecting that particular vocal quality in the last year. She sighed.

“Whatever. Can we focus on the more important revelation that I played the piano and sang again?”

Flynn, best friend that she was, gracefully allowed the subject change.

“Jules, that’s amazing! I’m so happy for you! How did you feel? Alive again?”

Julie laughed, the sound feeling easy and light as it left her chest.

“Yeah, actually, that’s exactly how I felt. It was...honestly, it felt magical. It really did feel like my mom was there with me. There was this sense of peace that just felt...”

She shivered, remembering the sensation of ghostly arms around her shoulders.

“I can’t really describe it. But it was like something just clicked, and I realized that the best way to remember my mom and honor her is through music. The music we made together and the music I’ll make in the future. Rose Molina’s musical legacy will live on in me, and that feels pretty special.”

She couldn’t keep the smile from her face or the happiness from her voice. Peace really had been found out in that studio last night. Julie felt more ready than ever to move out of the darkness she’d kept wrapped around her like a shield for the last year.

“That’s beautiful.”

Flynn pulled Julie into her arms, the two girls sharing a long hug. The bell rang, signaling the end of homeroom, before either girl could say anything more. They left the practice room together, splitting up when they reached their respective classroom doors. Julie swallowed thickly as she settled herself in the back of her Calc class. This was one of the classes she shared with Luke, although she had conveniently forgotten that fact until the moment she sat down at her desk. He appeared in the doorway within seconds, giving her no chance to properly prepare herself. His eyes lit up when he saw her, and he started to make a beeline for the desk next to hers before their teacher caught him.

“Patterson! You know the deal.”

Not even Luke’s best pout could win over Ms. May. She simply raised a brow and pointed at the seat he had been assigned at the front of the classroom. Julie let out a small sigh of relief. It was hard not to smile at Luke’s dramatics as he slumped over and slowly shuffled his way to his desk. He dropped into his seat with a loud huff, glancing over his shoulder at Julie with forlorn expression. She rolled her eyes, smothering her smirk behind her hand. The bell rang again, and he turned his attention to the front of the room as Ms. May called the class to order.

He didn’t stop sneaking looks back at her the entire class period though. It made her want to squirm in her seat every time she dared peek at him and caught him watching her in return. He would always give her one of those soft, sweet smiles and then turn back to his work. It was unsettling, especially when she thought of how he hadn’t paid much attention to her in this particular class before today. Although, now that she really thought about it, maybe he had. Julie had basically been living in a fog of grief for the last year. The school could have caught on fire and she probably wouldn’t have noticed it until her clothes were burning.

She was almost grateful when one of the front desk aides appeared in the door to their classroom. Kayla made direct eye contact with her before knocking on the door frame to get Ms. May’s attention.

“Julie Molina is needed in the office.”

A tense silence fell over the classroom. Every single student remembered the last time Julie had been called down to the office in the middle of a class. Even Ms. May’s eyes flickered with pity for a moment before she gave Julie a gentle smile and nod. Julie stood slowly, forcing herself to keep her breath even as she gathered her books and papers into her backpack. 22 pairs of eyes watched her slowly make her way to the front of the room. One pair burned hotter than the others. Julie met Luke’s eyes for the smallest fraction of a second. Just long enough to see the concern rise up in them. Then she was out the door, walking the uncomfortably familiar path to the front office.

“It’s Lessa. And I think your dad.”

Kayla’s quiet voice startled her. She looked to her left, surprised to find the other girl keeping pace with her. Julie had thought she would walk ahead or peel off to deliver other messages. Instead, she got a small but genuine smile.

“Look, I know things are weird because of the Carrie thing, but I just didn’t want you to freak out too much. Frankly, I think Lessa’s kinda a bitch to pull you out of class like that. She’s an idiot if she doesn’t remember...well anyway. It’s something school related, not like a family thing.”

Kayla briefly squeezed her bicep, almost like she wished she could give Julie a hug. Then she was off down a separate hallway, waving the stack of messages in her hand at Julie as a goodbye. Julie watched her go for a second, feeling off balance and surprisingly emotional. Kayla was a Dirty Candy girl. In the battle lines that had been drawn between Julie and Carrie, Kayla’s position was as obvious as Flynn’s. For all intents and purposes, she shouldn’t be looking out for Julie, and yet, she was anyway. Julie wondered how many small protective moments she had missed from her classmates in the last year. Maybe she hadn’t been quite as alone as she had always felt. She took a deep breath and finished the walk to the front office, a little more ready to face what was on the other side.

Knowing it was school related and that her dad had been called down sent a shiver of apprehension down her spine for a different reason. It had to be something about the music program. Not for the first time, Julie regretted keeping it from her dad for this long. She was out of time now. At least she could thank the universe for small favors. If it had been her Tía in this meeting, Julie’s life would be over. Her dad was more understanding. They would be able to get through this. Julie forced herself to square her shoulders and enter the office with more confidence than she felt. Her mom’s words echoed in her mind you can do it. It was all the strength she needed.

At least until the door to Principal Lessa’s office was closing behind her, and she was face-to-face with her heartbroken father.

“Julie. Take a seat, please.”

Lessa’s voice lacked its usual bite. She just sounded tired. Julie felt that down to her bones. She slipped into the seat next to her dad without a word.

“I’m going to get right to the point. Two of us,” her eyes narrowed slightly on Julie who shifted in her seat in response, “knew this meeting was coming. The other one of us has now been informed as to why it was called.”

The weight of her father’s stare was crushing her. Julie didn’t have to look to see the disappointment there. It was rolling off of him in tsunami sized waves. Lessa continued talking despite the uncomfortable tension growing in the air.

“Now. We have several options. As you both know, Los Feliz is at its core an arts academy. We ask that our students participate in at least one of the arts programs. Participate being the key word there. Julie, it’s clear that participation in our music department isn’t something you’re able to do right now. While we were able to offer you a grace period, we have other students applying for the position you aren’t using. It’s only fair to allow them the chance to participate if you won’t.”

Julie was not going to cry. Not here in front of Principal Lessa and her dad, trapped on school grounds where everyone would see her when she left. She bit the inside of her cheek as hard as she could, letting Lessa’s soft but firm voice wash over her without absorbing anything she was saying. She caught bits and pieces: Lessa offering her a spot in the less desirable subset of illustration in the fine arts department with a chance to reapply for the music department the following semester, her dad requesting information about the new program as well as copies of her transcripts in case they decided to move schools, Lessa’s voice softening as she apologized, her dad’s growing even softer as he thanked her for everything the school had done so far. Then the meeting was wrapping up, and her dad was shaking Lessa’s hand, and Julie was focusing on her backpack so she could get the hell out of there. She barely caught the sad smile Lessa gave her as she said, “Good luck, Julie” in that same goodbye tone Ms. Harrison had used on Monday. Julie had never been so desperate for her old hat to hide behind as she was in that moment.

She shuffled along behind her dad. It was obvious the school day was over for Julie. He was quiet as they made their way out of the office and into the empty hallway. Class had been dismissed while they were with Lessa. Julie was thankful there weren’t any other students around to witness her downfall. Her dad almost made it out of the building before rounding on her. Almost.

“I cannot believe you tried to hide this from me! I thought I raised you better than that, mija. You’re lucky your Aunt had a work meeting she couldn’t miss. Why didn’t you come to me?”

It was the overwhelming disappointment in her dad’s tone that did Julie in. She had never been able to stomach letting her parents down. If Ray’s voice was any indication, she may have reached the rock bottom of let downs.

“I’m sorry.”

She was. She truly was. She didn’t know why she had kept it from her dad except that if she had told him then she would have had to admit it was real. She hadn’t wanted to face that reality just yet.

“I just don’t understand, Julie. You still like music, right? Is it the school? We can find a different music program. You don’t have to stay here just because your mom loved it so much.”

Julie opened her mouth to argue that actually that was exactly why she had to stay here, but a different voice cut her off. An annoyingly familiar voice that had her heart racing and her palms sweating.

“Julie!”

She nearly groaned aloud. Never before in her life had Julie wished to disappear as much as she did right now. Just open a hole in the floor and jump right into it. The absolute last thing she needed right now was Lucas freaking Patterson getting in the middle of this dressing down. Hell, she didn’t even want him witnessing it let alone trying to get involved. She clenched her jaw, ignored her dad’s pointedly raised eyebrow, and turned on her heel to meet the teenage boy that suddenly seemed to be haunting her every step.

“Luke. Hi.”

She kept her voice flat, the go away clear in her tone. His steps faltered for a second, but she could tell by the way his shoulders bounced that he wasn’t going to be so easily deterred. She had run away from him this morning and been saved multiple times in Calc. He wasn’t going to let her avoid him anymore. He approached her and her dad with all the cool confidence a 17-year-old boy in a band could muster. Her mouth almost fell open when he bypassed her completely to stick his hand out towards Ray.

“Luke Patterson. You must be Mr. Molina. It’s very nice to meet you, sir.”

His smile was genuine and charming, his lyrical voice all too polite. Julie wanted to scream as she watched her dad fall for it. Could she not have one single embarrassing moment to herself anymore? Was she doomed to play out the moments she came off looking the worst in front of this cute boy for the rest of her life? Her dad’s eyes lit up as he shook Luke’s hand. Julie wished she could bash her head against something.

“Patterson? Mitch and Emily’s boy?”

“Yes, sir.”

Only Julie caught the way his smile tightened and his shoulders raised defensively at the mention of his parents.

“Wow, you’ve grown quite a bit since the last time I saw you! Good people, your parents.”

Julie rolled her eyes at the dad-ness of it all.

“I forgot you were in the music program with Julie...”

She couldn’t help but cringe as her dad’s words trailed off. That statement had been enough to remind him why he was here in the first place. He turned away from Luke to give her another heartbroken look. She hung her head to escape the censure behind his eyes.

“I am. Actually, that’s why I was trying to find Julie! She was late for rehearsal.”

Julie whipped her head up to glare at the boy still bobbing in front of them. He was trying to cover for her not knowing Lessa had blown that opportunity sky high not even 5 minutes ago. It was sweet in a misguided way, but it was also a painful reminder of all the things Luke had that she didn’t.

“He knows I got kicked out. You don’t have to lie for me.”

Her voice was sharp, and she was fully prepared for the kicked puppy look she was sure he would give her, but instead his smile only grew. His bouncing became impossibly springier, like gravity just didn’t apply to him. And then he winked, actually winked, at her.

“Awh, c’mon, Jules!”

His whine was just the right amount of playful, his eyes sparkling with mischief. Her heart did a weird flip in her chest.

“I know it was supposed to be a surprise, but the poor man is clearly suffering! We should let him in on our little secret.”

Julie’s glare intensified as she ignored the way the words our little secret hit the softest part of her heart. What the hell was he playing at? He winked again, something that should be outlawed given the way it made her stomach drop and knees weaken. Then he held up his hands in a half-hearted I give up gesture.

“Okay, okay. You don’t have to tell him about the plan to get you back into the music program if you don’t want to.”

If this were a cartoon, Julie was sure her eyes would have popped out of her skull completely at those words. As it were, she settled on doing everything she could to keep her jaw from dropping. She had absolutely no clue what he was going on about, but he clearly had some sort of agenda. There was a script to this encounter, she just hadn’t been given her lines. She saw her father shift out of the corner of her eye, arms raising to fold across his chest as he took in the scene unfolding between the two teenagers. Luke was still talking, apparently deciding to capitalize on Julie’s stunned silence.

“I just think it would be helpful if he knew about it. Then we wouldn’t have to sneak around so much. I know you wanted to have it be a big reveal, but we can still surprise your aunt!”

Her dad turned to her with a raised brow, confusion and the smallest seeds of hope growing behind his gaze.

“¿Mija?”

Julie wanted to punch a locker and also vomit. What the actual hell was Luke Patterson doing? She had no frame of reference for whatever game he was playing. No way of knowing if it was serious or some sort of prank. She looked away from her dad to meet Luke’s eyes. He gave her a small, pleading smile, silently begging her to trust him. His eyes became impossibly gentle and she saw that same boy from the studio last night and the kitchen this morning peeking out at her. Ultimately, it was that intimate reminder of his softer side that made her cave.

“It’s nothing, Papí. Just some hair-brained scheme Luke came up with.”

She raised her brow in a challenge, communicating with that one twitch that she wanted to see his endgame here. His face lit up like the 4th of July. She was sure if they had been alone he would have let out a victory whoop. He rocked back on his heels, hands in his pockets, biceps flexing in his best cool kid impersonation.

“Don’t sell yourself short, Molina. We’re getting just as much out of this as you are.”

She didn’t have time to snap back that she wasn’t sure she was getting anything out of whatever ‘this’ was before he was plowing ahead.

“See, my band and I lost our fourth member earlier this year, and we have our Junior Showcase coming up, but man, it’s been a serious struggle to find our sound without Bobby, and we really gotta nail this Showcase. It’s like the one where managers scout out who they really wanna pay attention to as a senior, so we gotta be the best.”

Julie saw where he was going with this before he actually got there, but it was too late to stop him. That was what she got for playing along with his stupid game in the first place.

“And see, I finally figured out that what we really need is someone like Julie to elevate us to that level. Your daughter is a freaking wrecking ball of talent, Mr. Molina. It took a lot of begging, but she finally agreed to play with us. There’s no way Lessa won’t put her back in the music program after we play together.”

His grin was a mile wide, pride shining from his pores. He was 100% sure of this plan, she could see it in the way he looked at her. Absolute blind faith in her. It was as flattering as it was terrifying.

“I see.”

Her dad’s voice was shockingly contemplative. Like he was actually considering supporting this crazy idea. He looked at Luke thoughtfully.

“Do Principal Lessa and Ms. Harrison know about this plan?”

Luke’s hand raised for one quick nervous scratch at the back of his neck. He gave her dad his most charming smile.

“Sometimes you’ve gotta go into ambush mode. Swing that wrecking ball of talent and smash some rules, eh?”

If it were any other parent, that line would have probably been the worst possible thing to say. But this was Ray Molina, whose first date with Rose had involved a small amount of breaking and entering as well as a large amount of running from cop cars and stealing kisses while hiding in alleyways. Rose had never met a rule worth following, and it was part of the reason Ray had fallen in love with her in the first place. Luke had sealed the deal without even really trying. Julie was doomed.

“I like it.”

Ray’s smile was almost as large as Luke’s. It was scary how similar they looked right now, enthusiasm shining in their eyes with an intensity that was borderline maniacal. There would be no getting out of this now.

“Why don’t you boys come over to the house after school? You can practice in our studio.”

Julie didn’t even get a chance to open her mouth before Luke was agreeing. She watched him shake her dad’s hand once again, some weird kind of bonding look passing between the two of them. Her dad wrapped a tight arm around her shoulder, and then turned them both towards the front doors again. Julie cast one final look at Luke over her shoulder, heart skipping a beat as he bit his lip and gave her yet another wink.

“See ya later, boss!”

Had her dad not been holding her up, Julie would have melted right into a puddle of mush. Yup, she was totally and completely doomed.

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fallingstarnovel · 3 years

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Chapter Two

content warning: alcohol, binge drinking

That was how Evan ended up standing in front of a huge house in a part of the city that he had never visited before with an unopened bottle of vodka in his hand. It was getting dark out – midwinter was coming fast, turning the air frosty and driving everyone indoors. At least it would be warm inside the house.

Evan took a deep breath, forcing himself to relax. A puff of vapour clouded the air before him.

This was fine. It was fine. It was a party. He was supposed to be here – he had been invited. There was no need to be anxious. It wasn't going to be like it was back then.

He could hear loud music pumping from inside the house, and spilling from between the curtains of the house was dim purple light.

God, who was he kidding. He couldn't do this.

As Evan turned around to leave, someone opened the door from the inside.

"Oh, shit, there's someone here. Sorry, were you waiting to be let in?"

Evan looked up at the tall student who just stumbled outside. "Um. Yeah. My friend is inside. She–"

"Go ahead," the student said, holding the door open and gesturing to go inside. Evan nodded in thanks, before stumbling into the house.

Immediately, he was surrounded by people. The house was crammed wall to wall with students in various stages of inebriation, all chattering away at the top of their lungs as the hypnotic electro music filled the space between them. Evan found a pile of coats in the hallway and dropped his on top. He hoped it wouldn't get lost or stolen before he left.

"Excuse me," he said, edging his way past a group of girls in short dresses who gave him judgemental looks. "Sorry. Sorry, sorry–"

He couldn't find Aliya anywhere. She wasn't in the living room or the kitchen. Evan poked his head behind every door, but all he kept finding were more guests crammed into unlikely places like sardines in a tin can. He recognised one or two from around campus, but some of these people seemed slightly too old to be students. Was this really a university party? Did these people all know each other?

Evan saw someone who looked like they were slightly in charge, maybe, and tapped them on the shoulder. They turned around with an unfocused look, hair in messy tumble around their head.

"What's up? Didn't Fae get you it? Oh, shit, where did you get the vodka?"

Evan blinked. This person sure was saying words at him. "What?"

The person squinted at him. "Didn't you just ask me for a kitchen towel?"

"No, I just got here," Evan said. "But thanks. Um. I'm looking for Aliya, do you know where she is?"

That got him a blank look. "Who?"

"Aliya! Aliya, you know, she does Astro with me. Uh." The blank look still persisted on the person's face. "She came here with volleyball? No, wait, I mean, netball? I think?"

The person looked vaguely less blank. "Oh, wait, the netball bitches. I love those girls, they make me feel like I'm some kind of insect. My name's Rock by the way."

"Oh," said Evan, who didn't know why that was relevant. "That's a cool name. Like Dwayne Jo–"

"Not like Dwayne fucking Johnson," Rock replied with a scowl. "I hate that guy."

"Oh. Sorry."

Rock just nodded, before tapping a person on the shoulder seemingly at random. "Is Becca around?"

"In the garden," the girl replied, "probably? Unless she left."

They were both yelling at full volume. Evan winced. His ears were already ringing.

Rock led him through sweaty crowds of people to the kitchen, and then out of a door into the garden. It wasn't much of a garden – more like a patch of concrete with a few bricks and weeds lying around, as if for decoration. There were more people out here, mostly smoking. Some of them looked like they were asleep. It was so cold out here – the girls were huddled up under big jackets that they had stolen from other people.

Wait a minute. Evan was pretty sure that was his coat. How did it get stolen so fast?!

"Aliya?" Evan called. Some people looked up, their eyes glazed over.

"Aliya bounced," someone said.

Evan's heart sank. "What?"

"Yeah, she dipped pretty quickly. Said she forgot about a deadline."

God damn it. Evan fought the urge to bang his head off the nearest wall. Why didn't she text him and say so? He could have escaped too!

"Right, thanks. I, uh–"

"Bro, no, you're not leaving yet, are you?" Rock said, giving him a betrayed look. "You just got here!"

Evan shrugged, plastering on a polite smile. "I don't really know anyone here–"

"Yet," Rock said firmly. "You don't know anyone yet. You know what they say about strangers? They're just friends you haven't made yet. Come on, live a little."

Personally, Evan thought Rock was slightly unhinged. He must have looked obviously uncomfortable, because Rock held out a hand and squeezed his shoulder.

"You don't go to a lot of parties, huh? It's cool. You can chill with me. Give it half an hour and see how you feel, yeah?"

Why was this person so eager to see a complete stranger join the party? Evan considered saying no and leaving anyway, but then again...

Evan wasn't a coward. He would give it half an hour and see if he made any friends. And if not, he could always leave.

"Sounds good," he said.

Rock cheered. A bunch of other people in the garden cheered too, though Evan doubted they knew what they were cheering for. "Alright! We got another one! Come on, pal, let's get you a drink!'

Half an hour later and after a couple of drinks, Evan somehow found himself watching Rock pour out a tray full of shots in the kitchen.

Several people wandered over in interest, lured by the idea of free alcohol like they were cats who just heard the tin of tuna being opened. "Who's down?" Rock said.

A few people came forward. Evan watched as a girl slung herself over Rock's shoulders with a bored expression. She had long, long straight black hair, like an oil slick that ran down her back, and she was either exceptionally tall or she was wearing huge platform boots. Maybe both. Evan thought it was both. "I will."

"Evan?" Rock said. "You want one? It's okay if you don't, I know shots are a little much..."

"I can do shots," Evan said without meaning to. Oh, shit. Was he trying to impress the hot goth girl? He kind of was. "Uh, if that's cool."

Rock's smile widened. "If you're sure you can handle it. Are you a lightweight, Evan? Because if so, I'm not going to be the one cleaning up your puke afterwards."

Evan smiled. "Ah, I don't know. Maybe. I'll try to keep it inside."

"Attaboy, big guy! That's what I like to hear!"

Soon, everyone around him had a shot in their hand. Evan had no idea what the liquid was. He tried to sniff it, but then Rock was counting down, and everyone was lifting their shot glasses up and drinking.

People winced and made appropriate noises as the burn hit. Rock blinked away his tears with a grin, before watching Evan drink with interest.

Evan calmly put down the shot. After seeing everyone else's reaction, he quickly pretended to gasp. "Oh, wow, the burn, wow..."

Rock's eyes flickered over the glass. It was empty. "Have you done that before?"

Evan shrugged, waving him away. "Once or twice."

Hot Goth Girl finally seemed to notice him. She stared him down, before slowly smiling at him, her black painted mouth in a closed-lip smirk. It was kind of terrifying.

"Hey Rock," she said, keeping her eyes on Evan. "Who's this?"

"I'm Evan," said Evan, before holding out a sweaty hand. She stared at it, and he immediately dropped it. "Haha, what, I don't know why I did that. Nice to meet you."

"I've seen you around," she said.

It sounded like an accusation. Evan wilted – before perking up. Wait, didn't this mean she remembered him? She had noticed him before! This was good, right? He nodded eagerly. "You recognise me? I'm sorry, I don't think I've seen you around, otherwise I would have remembered – I mean, you're very recognisable, haha, there's not a lot of people around here who dress so, like..."

He trailed off, feeling awkward. Hot Goth Girl glared at him.

"Like what?"

Evan blinked. She was wearing black lipstick and huge eyeliner, like two bat wings painted on her face. Most people around here weren't so brave.

"Um... so, um... alternatively."

Her eyes narrowed. Slowly, she grinned. "Where did you find this guy, Rock?"

"Aliya likes him," Rock laughed, before holding up the bottle. "Let's do round two," they hollered, and the night took a downward turn from there.

Coming to this party was such a bad idea.

When Evan woke up in the morning, he was very confused.

He had a vague memory of someone carrying him home. And holding someone's hand. And...

He groaned with embarrassment and rolled over to bury his head in his pillow to try and suffocate himself. When that didn't work, he rolled onto his back and massaged his forehead.

It felt like something had crawled into his mouth and died. He was so thirsty. But mostly he was mortified.

Ah, that poor person! Evan probably rambled on about weird depressing personal problems! He became one of those maudlin drunks who just starts crying about stuff! The person who carried him here must have been totally sick of his shit.

What an angel. Evan wished he could remember who they were.

He looked around for his phone, his bleary eyes cracking open. Whoever they were, they left a full glass of water on the desk. Evan jumped at it, drinking the whole thing in seconds.

It helped a little bit. But now he felt nauseous.

This sucked. Why did he do this.

Oh, shit, his phone and his wallet. Did he have them? He looked around in a panic. Were they in the jeans he wore? Where the fuck were his jeans?!

Slowly, he looked under his duvet and realised that he was still wearing them. Ah. Oops.

At least the person didn't undress him while he was drunk or unconscious. That would have been uncomfortable. In fact, he seemed in exceptionally good condition, considering he got black out drunk at a strangers house.

Aaaa god why did he do that!!! Why didn’t he slow down and drink some water!! This was so embarrassing, he could have done anything last night!!

... oh jesus fuck, why did his eyes hurt so much? They were so sore! It was like someone shone a supercharged torch in his eyes or made him stare into the god damn sun!! What happened last night?!

In his pocket, he found his wallet and phone, much to his relief. Evan quickly scrolled through his messages to see if he had sent anything weird to anyone.

Huh? Who the fuck were all these people he had added on Facebook? Why had he sent out so many friend requests?! He didn't recognise any of the names here at all!

He also saw a series of messages he sent to Aliya.

> you. are the qorst friend ever

> ┻┻︵ヽ(`Д´)ﾉ︵┻┻

i'm so sorry!! i'm really sorry!! oh i feel so bad, i thought i text you not to come anymore!! <

> ABANDONED me

> discarded me like an EMPTY CRISP PALKCET

> packet

... evan are you perhaps a little drunk? <

> everyone is very friendky. They keep handing me shots. These are my new friends now

> you're fired

no!!! 😭😭😭 <

don't fire me!!! i need someone to copy revision notes off!! <

> too late. now rock is my new fri be. Goodbye

> oh shit they’re doiign WEED in here

> Your missing otu on thrjelkc weeb

who's rock?? <

seriously though, be safe evan and have fun. if you need to call anyone, im up all night doing this assignment so just call me okay? x <

Just as he finished reading the texts, his phone buzzed in his hand. He nearly dropped it in shock. There was an unread text in his inbox from an unrecognised number.

How are you feeling? <

This was awkward. Clearly, this was a person Evan gave his number to last night. Unfortunately, he had no clue who they were, and now he felt too awkward to ask, since they clearly assumed he knew who it was.

> haha a little hungover!! oops

Was that too many exclamation marks? This mystery person would think he was a psycho.

The reply came soon.

Make sure you drink plenty of water. And eat something salty. <

Do you want me to bring anything? <

Seriously, who was this and why were they being so nice? Evan still felt a little awkward.

> i will :) and no thank you but that's so kind! how are you feeling?

I'm fine. I'm glad you're alright. <

...

This was too much to deal with. Evan decided not to answer. Hopefully, whoever this was would drop a clue at some point, or just leave him alone.

There weren't many people it could be. He had all his friends (haha, all his friends, as if he had more than three) saved as contacts. So this must be a stranger from the party.

A memory flashed into his head of the messy haired host – what was their name, Tree? Root? Boulder? – saying something stupid about all strangers being friends he hadn't made yet. It was probably them. They seemed overly familiar, so this lined up.

Ah, what the hell. This was a problem for future Evan.

He rolled himself into the shower without vomiting even a little bit, which he considered a huge achievement that should be celebrated with pizza for breakfast.

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mylittleredgirl · 3 years

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trekathon: enterprise “in a mirror, darkly”

season 4 episodes 18 & 19:

oh my god, the first contact music 💗😭

the opening sequence to the enterprise mirror universe eps really is inspired. i also like to imagine the composer metaphorically tossing it down on a table in front of all the fans who’ve been complaining for four years like “HERE’S YOUR FUCKING INSTRUMENTAL OPENING THEME” and storming out

i’ve been breaking up the discovery recaps because there are 19 concurrent plots and i’m trying to keep them straight, but i feel like a stream-of-consciousness bullet point experience is appropriate here:

those of you watching today will never know the special delight that mirror captain forrest brought to internet nerd fans back in the day. the site television without pity used to write snarky tv show recaps, and keckler, who wrote the enterprise recaps week to week, decided early on that admiral forrest was such a boring character that he must be evil -- and so after 3-some years of calling him “evil admiral forrest,” him showing up in the mirror universe was like prophecy coming to pass

mirror phlox and reed developed the agonizer booth!

apparently non-terran rebellions against the empire are a recurring concern

mirror!travis is REAL hot

they’re all hot but travis? with that earring? and that hair? dang.

i think we can all agree that phlox is the creepiest mirror version, just casually performing live vivisections of random animals with a smile 😬

i’m glad discovery went the full-on sexy leather uniform route instead of just slapping some pins and patches on the existing uniform style and putting the ladies in crop tops

mirror!t’pol going through pon farr (and ~ahem~ asking trip to help her out) raises my continuing question about how and when pon farr affects female vulcans

does it just kick in at some point, like with vulcan men? is it connected to their bond-mate? should i be worried about tuvok’s wife is what’s behind my question

mirror archer is such a hopeless disaster and hoshi very obviously like “wow... those orgasms... so great... 🙄” really gives me life

vulcan bowl-cut rebellion!!

the vulcan science directorate has found no evidence of alternate realities

given it is ALSO going to be time travel, the vulcan science directorate’s about to take a double hit

okay okay space science time! tricobalt device + gravity well of dead star -> interphasic rift to other universe

i don’t know why trip saying “so what?” is so funny

i totally forgot the suliban had cloaking technology by the way

i also forgot how great the enterprise transporter effect is!!

okay now i want to watch “the tholian web.” star trek marathons are not linear

mirrror!malcolm getting horny for future phasers is very on brand

tos sound effects 🥰

honestly impressed they even have escape pods in the mirror universe

i assume they’re all on the evil line of the alignment chart, but i guess that makes captain forrest lawful evil, hoshi neutral evil, and archer chaotically unhinged evil

part ii!!!

“release the ducking clamps!” bakula why

t’pol’s orange eyeshadow is quite a look

on-screen text falls into the “canon if i feel like it” zone as far as i’m concerned, but i love that archer’s profile starts with: “charming, bold,”

apparently he was the starfleet chief of staff, the ambassador to andoria, and the president!! of the federation!!!!

the best part is that when i paused it to read, the closed caption says [LAUGHING]

our babes look so good in velour

GORN!

disaster mirror archer hallucinating prime!archer is an entire thing i’m not even sure how to deal with

a cgi gorn was a bad call from start to finish. this isn’t a 16 years on thing. they did their best, but it was ridiculous then too.

shakespeare’s plays are “equally grim in both universes”

omg travis high-kicking the admiral

archer parading around the shuttlebay of the admiral’s nx-01 ship, making a dramatic speech to about 18 people all looking either bored or concerned. i love that they chose to make this entire episode about what a clown mirror archer is

those 18 people include two vulcans, an andorian, a denobulan, and an orion, and we saw a tellarite officer earlier. during this period in history there are a significant number of aliens serving on starfleet ships -- as opposed to Just T’Pol in the prime universe. they’re all second-class citizens, but they hold officer ranks. in the discovery era, i don’t think we see any non-terrans holding military positions.

okay actually given that they successfully take over a ship i can see why that policy doesn’t last

i have a specific desire to see t’pol with hyper realistic disco spock style ears

i love that even mirror hoshi protects phlox 🥺

i would like to thank the director of this episode for the artistic decision to only show archer and hoshi hooking up in silhouette form

“it may take centuries, but humanity will pay for its arrogance” YES i love that connection to the ds9 mirror universe eps

they really can design the heck out of a negligee in the mirror universe can’t they

hoshi and travis making out!!!!

honestly i don’t think hoshi had a long game here? i buy her being content as forrest’s captain’s woman, but then archer betrayed forrest and she wanted revenge, and then forrest died so she had nothing to go back to, and then it’s like “well i was going to go for tenure but now that i’m here i might as well rule the empire”

#trekathon #enterprise #i need a mirror t'pol icon

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cinanamon · 4 years

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walking masterpiece — jjh

pairing | jaehyun x reader

genre | fluff, angst, college!au, artist!au, unrequited love!au

word count | 1.9K

synopsis | He was your muse; what inspired you to keep creating, in hopes of coming a little bit closer to reaching something even a fraction like him.

warnings | none

He was a walking masterpiece. With each stride a new stroke of the brush, with each laugh another layer on the canvas. His eyes a decorative detail by master artists, his passion the complementing color palette. He was a DaVinci painting, a Michaelangelo statue; a creation of the gods themselves, sculpted to perfection in looks and personality.

He was your muse; what inspired you to keep creating, in hopes of coming a little bit closer to reaching something even a fraction like him.

Not that you’d tell him that.

You glanced up at him from your place under the tree, trying to memorize his bone structure from the angle you saw, and then repeating the shadows and highlights on your paper. You could hear his laugh resound throughout the quad, and a smile etched itself on your face as your pencil moved. When you looked back up for another peek of your target’s face, his eyes met yours.

His eyes fluttered down to your sketchbook, and he said something to his friends without breaking eye-contact. Your mouth almost dropped when he started walking towards you. And guessing from his friends moving in the opposite direction, Jaehyun was coming alone. Your breathe got caught in your throat as he came closer, and you had to remind yourself not to stare.

As he stopped beside you, you blinked up at him with eyes that saw the stars. Thankfully, Jaehyun didn’t notice.

“Can I sit here?” You quickly dropped your gaze and nodded hastily, fidgeting with your pencil as he dropped his bag and leaned against the tree. Your mind was buzzing at the thought of your crush sitting just inches away from, his arm grazing yours and his sculpted face looking at you. You felt like you were on cloud nine.

“What’re you drawing?” And then you fell right back to Earth. At the mention of your art, you hurriedly slammed the cover shut because you were drawing him, oh my God.

“Oh, uh, nothing much.” You tried to shrug it off, your eyes trailing over the cover of your sketchbook.

“Really? Were you drawing the flowers?” He pointed at the rose bush that he had been standing in front of moments ago. “I saw you looking there a few times.”

“Y-yes! I was!” Good cover, you thought. Your mind squealed only a moment because he had just admitted that he looked at you a few times. It didn’t mean anything, you hissed to yourself.

“Can I see them?” He asked again, and you wanted to draw him right then and there, you wanted to capture the curious glint in his eyes with your watercolors.

“Um, no, no, they’re not that good,” you tried to deter him, shakily strengthening your grip on your notebook.

“Are you sure? I thought you were a really good art major.”

You tried to fight down a roaring blush. “Ah, I’m not that good,” you glanced up at his pout and, finding it adorable and wanting to make him happy, let an offer slip out, “I can draw them again, if you want to watch.”

His eyes lit up and in turn your creativity went up several notches. “If you can, yeah!” He scooted closer so your legs touched and leaned over your shoulder for a better view.

You cleared your throat in a pitiful attempt to relax yourself, which was hard because your crush was literally about to watch you draw, the only thing you thought you were good at.

You threw your notebook open to a page farther back, so that you didn’t accidentally open to a drawing of him and ruin all chances you might not even have with him—you took a deep breath and willed yourself to begin sketching.

It was bad at first; your lines were skewed and shaky from nerves, but as you drew, the more comfortable you became. This was your talent; your passion and skill. You were confident in your artistic ability, and as you finished, you had drawn an exact replica of the bush, down to the last stroke and shade. You almost forgot that Jaehyun was there until he spoke again.

“You’re so good! Can you draw me?” At your blank gaze turned to him, he hesitated and backtracked. “It’s fine if you don’t want to; I was a little pushy and you don’t know me that well—“

“No it’s fine,” your voice was surprisingly steady as you smiled at him. “I’d love to draw you.” And you would. To be able to draw your muse up close with permission, to stare and commit each detail to memory, to your heart’s content, without him thinking it was creepy, was all you could wish for. He even wanted you to.

Jaehyun smiled brightly and moved back, posing against the tree and silently asking if that was good enough to draw. You nodded and made room for yourself, opening to the next clean sheet of paper.

You took a deep breath. This was probably going to be the only time you could draw him like this; to have a chance to be up close and personal and known and wanted. Your throat constricted but your heart rate accelerated as your pencil touched the paper gently, carving a masterpiece out of graphite.

And it was silent. People talked as they walked along the path nearby, the birds chirped above you in the branches, and music blared from a distance, but it was peaceful. You were too focused to talk, and Jaehyun didn’t want to disturb you or ruin your work.

You wouldn’t have heard him if he talked anyways. You were in euphoria; this might’ve been your best drawing yet. Maybe this is the one drawing that will actually capture him; maybe this’ll be your masterpiece.

Your eyes freely roamed his physique, unhinged with no fear of being caught to hold them back. Your eyes greedily drank his appearance, capturing the god-like qualities the man before you held. This time, you could draw everything. The dimple on the side of a slightly-smirking mouth, the nicely-curved Cupid’s bow placed above his pouty-pink lips, the slant of his jaw and curve of his nose, the slight bags under his eyes due to lack of sleep, the tousled waves atop his head, the delicate dip of his eyelashes, and the glimmer of his gaze trained just to the side of you. You wanted to capture it all; take it for yourself and lock it away in your most precious memories.

You were so transfixed in him and wanting to make the moment last, even when you finished you waiting a few more minutes before uttering a quiet, “done.” You sighed the word, the verbal cue that ended your free reign; that signified that you didn’t have permission to view such an untouchable piece of art. Yet another sign that Jaehyun was out of your league and always would be; the artist and artwork would always walk two separate paths, and they were never meant to cross, no matter how much you tried or wished they would.

Jaehyun had jumped up instantly at your words, his eyes turning into crescent moons as an excited grin crossed his features. Your eyes softened subconsciously at the sight; one you could only behold so little, and so you cherished each second.

You slowly turned the canvas towards him, and held your breath, studying his eyes in a guarded yet almost desperate manner. You were so afraid that he wouldn’t like it, that disgust would take over his features and he’d belittle you before leaving. You were preparing for such a response.

But that never came to pass. Jaehyun simply stared, almost entranced by the art as much as you were by him. His eyes gleamed and his lips parted as he reached a hand up to graze over the drawing of himself. “This is...wow. How are you able to draw so well? You captured me perfectly!”

And your heart swelled. To anyone else, it might have come off as egotistical to love a drawing of themselves so much, but for you, it was praise for your ability to enchant someone in such a way. You shyly met his gaze. “You really think so?”

And he nodded enthusiastically, tearing his gaze away to give you his full attention and to show his sincerity. “Of course! Do you mind if I take it?”

You blinked. The one time you can draw him perfectly, capture him, and he wants to take it; you can’t keep his perfection. You internally sigh wistfully; at least he’d have a piece of you with him, wouldn’t he? He wouldn’t be able to look at it without thinking of you.

With that thought in mind, you nod happily and turn it back around to sign your signature at the bottom. You open your mouth to ask him another question, hopefully to keep a conversation—this was your chance to finally break the barrier of artist and muse, right?—but just as you look up, he’s calling out someone’s name.

You jerk your head in the direction he’s suddenly waving, his back to you, to a pretty girl walking to class. You feel yourself freeze as she turns her head, a bright smile crossing her own face as she raises a hand to wave back. You can only watch in growing tribulation as she motioned him over, and Jaehyun, seeming to remember you being there, turned to you.

He quickly began to pack up his bag and shoulder it, sending you a bright smile. “Thank you for the drawing, again! And you were...?”

“(Y/n),” you sent him a tight grin, holding your closed notebook tightly to your chest in your seated position. Of course he wouldn’t remember your name.

“(Y/n),” he repeated to himself, and you hated how it made your heart flutter. He waved the paper in the air as he began to back up, “You’re a great artist; don’t quit!”

Was that his cue that he’d never talk to you again? Was this your missed chance?

You couldn’t even manage to fit in a goodbye before he was gone, headed towards the pretty girl on the sidewalk who laughed oh-so-brightly when he wrapped an arm around her shoulder. He still held your picture in his hand and he showed it to her, but he presented it in a way to talk about his own beauty, not your skill. It made your heart constrict until you finally looked back down at your notebook.

You sighed and leaned back against the tree once more. You should’ve known; you were an artist, and artists’ and muses’ paths never cross. You let your eyes wander over the open page before landing on the ripped out seam, causing your brows to furrow. You quickly tried to change to another page, and yet you only came across more sketches of Jaehyun now. It made you sick.

Because now none of them were perfect since you drew him the best you could only moments before and gave away the beautiful finished product. You grew overwhelmed and slammed the journal shut, staring at the front over. You sat there for a moment longer before stuffing the book into your bag and standing up.

It was time for a new notebook.

#nct #nct fanfiction #nct angst #nct fluff #jaehyun #nct scenario #jaehyun scenario #jaehyun fanfiction #jaehyun fluff #jaehyun angst #jaehyun x reader #cinanamon #walking masterpiece

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tropicalfreckles · 4 years

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Beej?

Anon you’ve opened the floodgates you absolute fool(i’m kidding) OKAY, let me tell you all about what I like about the smelly trash man cause if it wasn’t obvious before with me not being so subtle I have a big crush and enjoy this stupid demon a lot (crush on musical beej specifically of course LAWL)

Why I Like them: OKAY IN ORDER, first movie Beetlejuice. I enjoy he’s a big sleazy asshole that has funny one-liners every time he actually just show up in the movie. He’s a fast-talking con man that acts like a used car salesman and he has a sleazy charm to him. I also enjoy watching Barbara school his ass every time I rewatch the movie, stan movie Barbara y’all she’s a babe and will take you down. I also like to thank Michael Keaton for his performance it was a great one and we all have movie Beej to thank for the other Beetlejuices we got!

Toon Beej! Adorable, a brat, a jerk, a man that would do anything to make a quick buck and he’s gross and such a petty shithead I love him lmao. He can be pure and adorable and nice when he wants to be even if he doesn’t like to show that he has a soft side. Also holy shit all his puns??? YES?? I LOVE PUNS. His jokes, his powers, everything about this middle aged dead ghoul is A+ and ya know what when karma does slap him that’s good too cause he does deserve to get taken down a peg some times lmao. Toon Beej is someone I’d happily be friends with.

now we get to my big ass crush on a stupid, smelly BASTARD OF A BUGMAN

Musical Juice. What don’t I like about him? Besides his dumb ass plan of a green card marriage lmao (I mean movie beej also sleazy af for doing that too). ANYWAYS. What I like. His stupid smile (both blum and brightman just WHY ARE THEY BOTH SO ATTRACTIVE AHHH), his unhinged pansexual disaster energy, who tf is letting this man do coke that is a terrible idea but it gives such hilarious results, the fact that he uses his humor with his trauma he needs to NOT call me out like that lol. I weirdly relate to Musicaljuice like a lot (as someone who struggles with trying not to be petty or get jealous and stuff like that), plus him feeling invisible and lonely also hit home really hard when people in middle school and high school would randomly just drop/ghost me out of the blue. He’s such a chaotic sleaze and I just enjoy his energy and his jokes so much. His dirty humor? Sign me up I keep it clean here folks cause I got another blog for dirty stuff but I like dirty humor when it’s done right lmao. Also dadbod. Dadbod is CHEF KISS. The little things I also enjoy. How he does have an affectionate side (him being just affection/touch starved also coming for the throat cause me too), the fact that he jumped to protect Lydia after she rightfully killed him and he even gave her his cowboy hat as a goodbye present. I thought it was nice of him to yeet out of there cause he did do a lot of bads lmao. I also love how excited he got and the chaotic sibling energy he had with Lydia when scaring. I just really, really enjoy musical Beetlejuice a lot guys.

Sorry I’m such a simp for him lmao

He is my emotional support bastard

Why I don’t: I honestly do not hate his character at all, but, I can criticize his actions. To a degree. I can’t exactly say (ex. Musicaljuice)“Oh no! a demon trying to kill Lydia’s friends and family?? How unexpected!!” he’s a demon he’s gonna do evil-ish things. Which is why I applaud Lydia taking matters into her own hands good kid 10/10. and like movie Juice is a bastard sleazy man of course he’s gonna have a shitty idea as to marry a teenage girl so he can freely do whatever he wants in the world of the living. He never in the final script showed any creepy shit towards her which god I am grateful for I don’t need someone perving on this teenager that’s already having a wild time in her new house. He’s a conman just trying to have a good time but goes about it by crappy means. The petty/jealousy thing can go too far some times (but I chalk that up to musicaljuice’s sad upringing along with not having an positive relationships that we know of in his life to support him) for musical and toon juice (toon juice once again I don’t think had any friends that really understood him when he was alive and when he died so he just does whatever he wants since people already think so little of him before he meets Lydia), however with the proper talking to I think both could improve from it. Like in an analysis way I know these guys are fictional just like character development thoughts. All three have said and or done some things ranging from like small shitty things to problematic obviously. Beetlejuice is a very complex character as a whole. Movie juice obviously not as developed since he’s barely in the film to kind of shroud him in more mystery but that doesn’t mean his motives aren’t intriguing. I don’t want to make this post longer than it already is so that’s just all of my thoughts summarized.

Favorite Episode (scene if Movie): Fav movie beej scene is hard.

His first time meeting the Maitlands, his charades with Lydia, then the ending scene are all so good.

Toon Beej I’m trying to think. Once again I’ve only rewatched like 20+ episodes for the cartoon so it’s hard to pick with limited options. Uhhhh I like the haunted attraction episode lmao also the creepy tree and how he went out of his way to help Lydia move her favorite tree and in the end tried saying something nice to the tree even though eh was annoyed with it the whole episode.

Musical juice that is HARD, Blum and Brightman just own every scene they’re in shit lawl. I really like the evil plan reveal during the séance. The whole being dead pt 1&2 (the guide reprise), say my name, his scenes with the maitlands.

Favorite season/movie: Skip

Favorite Line: NICE FUCKING MODEL!! *honkhonk* (pfft)

also like... everything beetlejuice says in the musical lmao “new phone who dis”

Favorite Outfit: HONESTLY I love every single outfit all three beetlejuices wear. I want the fucking guide hat so badly!!!

OTP:

hahahaAAAHH ah. Well. Ya see here. Let’s go with the first options. Cause of a number of artists on here I’ve been pretty keen on the BeetlejuicexMiss Argentina ship for moviejuice tbh lmao. I like the idea they had an office fling. Musicaljuice and Miss Argentina sounds cute too.

I don’t actively go into the Beetlands tag but I do think the art and idea for it (after a lot of building up trust/consent/and talking) think it can be a super cute poly ship! I like.

I don’t really ship Toon Beej with anyone tbh.

so now into the self indulgent shit lmaaoo

I love people’s ocs/self inserts with the Bugman a lot and I myself super hardcore ship my oc Leilani and musicaljuice. I... maye have drawn self insert art I have no posted here out of being shy but it’s on another blog that will stay hidden lmao. I don’t normally post self insert stuff of myself cause man I can draw it easily for other people but when it comes to myself I am shy.

I mean I’m writing a fic for beej and lani as we speak and you all know by now if you’ve been following me for the past couple of months I’ve drawn a handful of doodles plus commissioned numbnutspo to draw my self indulgent ship lawl

BROTP: The obvious for toon and musicaljuice is Lydia Deetz of course. Chaos siblings. Also I have a BROTP of my demon oc Antares with musicaljuice too. Dumb demon bros.

Unpopular Opinion: TBH Idk if I have one. I like to think there’s a resounding hiss @ the ship that shall not be named lmao.

A Wish: Same wish I had for Lydia’s ask, I wanna see the musical live REAL BADLY. I also wish I could tell the cast/crew of the musical how much it has helped me get through this shitty year and how it legit just revived my passion for drawing again. I got to meet a lot of people through the musical and made some new friends. Plus I’m actually making money off my art now???

An oh-god-please-dont-ever-happen: I wanna forget that clean beetlejuice from that one episode of the cartoon exists lmao it scares me (I mean I wouldn’t object to musical juice to taking a fucking bath or brushing his teeth but let’s be real that ain’t happening)

5 words to best describe them: Bastard, Unhinged, Handsome, 1-Brain Cell, Huggable

My nickname for Them: I mean when I refer to him or write fics it’s always Beej, BJ, Bugman, Bug, Bastard Man, Smelly Trashman, Garbage Man, Lawrence, the list goes on lawl

and now I have aired out more of my stupid obsession with this dumb demon

edit: I FORGOT HEADCANONS

OKAY HEADCANONS. Musical juice is definitely the oldest of the three, (in dead terms too, in alive terms he was ony alive for like less than 3 minutes or something), I love musicaljuice pansexual/genderfluid so much. I have a bunch but my mind is like blank rn for the rest shit sorry but I added those in at least

also I like the funny headcanon toon juice is taller than keatlejuice and musicaljuice

I also like the headcanon for autistic beetlejuice (as someone who is also autistic)

#asks #long post #anon #beetlejuice #musical beetlejuice #asks game #Anonymous

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