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artzoey · 10 months
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Marcel Everbloom, Emerils twin brother.
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Cannon Trans Character of the Day
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Marcel Everbloom from Sweet Enchantments is a trans man and uses he/him pronouns!
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pensirru · 2 years
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wip for my beloved in Lovestruck bcs I miss them sm rn😢💔💔
also does anyone have any recommendations to draw next? I've been in missing lovestruck phase atm 💔
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cherrycola27 · 1 year
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Star Spangled Seresin
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Series Warnings: Language, alcohol consumption. Political situations. Unrequited love, one night stand, military and political inaccuracies. Smut. 18+ Minors DNI. Banner Credit: @thedroneranger
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Chapter 1: (I was) Enchanted to Meet You:
After you had left the apartment, Jaycee decided to take some time to herself and get some writing done for work. She was halfway through her article when her phone chimed. It was a text from Jake.
She took a deep breath. She shouldn't have given Jake her phone number. Jaycee didn't do relationships. Not after what happened. But Jake was sweet and made her cum three times and then fixed her breakfast the next day. So, in a moment of weakness, she gave him her number.
She checked his text. It was a message checking to make sure she had made it home okay. After confirming, she was fine, he asked her about her day.
Feeling bold, she snapped a picture of herself with a messy bun, glasses, leggings, and her oversized Georgetown sweatshirt with her laptop. Jake chuckled when he received the image before texting her back a selfie of him in a US Navy tank at the gym.
Jaycee blushed before typing back, "I figured you'd be the kind of guy who works out shirtless 😉." Jake quickly replied, "Normally, I do, but my back had a run-in with some nails last night 😏."
Jaycee's face turned red. And before she could fire off a response, Jake texted her again, "When can I see you again?"
Jaycee sighed. She wasn't a second date or first date, whichever this was kind of girl, but Jake did seem sincere, a nice meal, and some good sex did sound appealing. Of course, she'd have to keep it a secret from you, but that shouldn't be too hard. So, before she could talk herself out of it, she texted him back that she was free on Monday.
Moments later, a smiling selfie of Jake graced her screen with the message, "Fantasic. Meet me at Marcel's at 7:30. The reservation will be under Seresin, party of two."
Jaycee collapsed against the throw pillows of the couch. Was she really about to do this?
The rest of the afternoon was spent texting with Jake. She learned all kinds of things about him, from where he grew up, to his time in the Naval Academy, to his career in the Navy, and some about his family. Jaycee shared more details about herself than she had in a long time. She was about to order some takeout and text you to see what you wanted when she got a message saying you'd be out late and wouldn't be home until after midnight. Something with the campaign.
Jaycee rolled her eyes at how dedicated you were to your job before placing her order.
She'd just settled down to enjoy her orange chicken when a FaceTime from Jake lit up her phone.
"Um, hi?" She said as she answered it. "Hey." Jake said smoothly. "Sorry, I probably should have texted to see if you were busy, but I really wanted to see you again." Jake said.
"It's fine. I just got some takeout and was about to watch some true crime." She told him. "Oh, true crime? Are you more unsolved mysteries or serial killers?" Jake asks. "Unsolved mysteries for sure. And I love a good conspiracy." Jaycee replies as she grabs her chopsticks.
"Conspiracy theories are fun. Once Bradley and I get elected, I can't wait to learn all the secrets they keep locked in the Library of Congress. After the inauguration, I'm heading straight for the JFK file." Jake says without missing a beat. "Why JFK? Is it because he was assassinated in Texas and you're from there, or is it because he was a Navy man, too?" She asks him with a mouthful of noodles.
"Both." Jake confirms
Jaycee snorts out a laugh. "You know that secret section of the Library or Congress is a myth, right?" She tells him. "Guess we'll just have to wait and see. Maybe you and I can look for it together after the election." Jake tells her with a bright smile.
"Yeah, maybe," Jaycee shifts uncomfortably.
"So, other than run for office and fly planes, what do you do for fun?" She asks, changing the subject.
"I like to hike. If I am back home, I love riding horses on my family ranch. A pickup game of football or basketball is fun every now and then. I'm a great bowler, but even better at darts and pool, and I'm a sucker for a good musical or theater performance. My sisters were in drama and dance in school, so I always went to their shows and then started seeing a few shows on my own." Jake tells her.
"Oh, so you have culture?" Jaycee teases him. "What's your favorite show?" She asks him. "Hamilton, obviously." Jaycee can't help but laugh. "Basic." She teases him. "But it could be worse. I figured you would have said something like Oklahoma." She says.
"No self-respecting Texan would ever say their favorite show is Oklahoma." Jake says in a serious tone.
"So what about you, other than grilling potential vice presidents, what do you do for fun?" Jake asks her.
"Um, I like hiking too, I've never rode a horse, I like yoga, and reading, and mini-golf, and kickboxing. And I, too, enjoy the theater."
"So, what's your favorite show then?" Jake asks her. She can tell he's waiting to tease her.
"Wicked." She admits sheepishly. "Oh, and I'm the basic one." Jake rolls his eyes dramatically. "Hey it's a great story about fighting for what you think is right and denying social norms!" Jaycee defends herself.
"If you say so. I've never seen it." Jake shrugs. "What!" Jaycee shrieks. "You said you have sisters. How have you never seen it?!" She asks him. "I tried once. The flying monkeys creeped me out." He admits.
"Okay, okay. I get that." She tells him. "So, I had a really good time with you last night." Jake tells her.
"So did I. Three really good times." Jaycee admits. "I was talking about at the bar. Like, don't get me wrong, the other stuff was great too, but I enjoyed getting to know you." He tells her.
Before Jaycee can answer, she hears keys in the door, and your voice calling out to her. "Jaycee, I'm home!"
"Oh, shit, Jake, I've gotta go!" Jaycee says before quickly ending the call.
"Hey! I thought you said you wouldn't be back until after midnight?" Jaycee asks you. "Yeah, Bradley and I finished up early. Who was that on the phone?" You ask her.
"Um, no one." Jaycee says quickly. "Wait—was that Mr. Tongue Tricks? You gave him your number? Where you guys having phone sex?" You ask her.
"No, no, and ew, no." Jaycee says as she cleans up her mess in the living room. "Okay, whatever you say." You sing-song back to her.
"Hey, do have plans Monday night? Candice and Talia are going to be in town and want to get drinks." You tell her.
"Actually, I do have dinner plans. Sorry." Jaycee tells you. "No worries." You respond before heading to your room.
All of Jaycee's Sunday is spent texting Jake. The two of them talk about everything under the sun. He makes her feel good— happy even, something she haven't felt from a relationship in quite a long time. But then—
Jake had brought up the topic of dumb things he did as a teen and told her about the scar on his ass from a bull. Jaycce laughed at him. Then, he texted, saying how he loved how she had turned her surgical scar into something beautiful. She asked him what he meant. And then he replied, "The one on your side, that's the quill tattoo. Did you have your appendix or something removed?"
Her heart sank, and she dropped your phone. The scar he was talking about wasn't from surgery. It was from the worst moment of her life. She quickly got up and went to the mirror in her room. Jaycce lifted her shirt and traced the jagged lines that ran across her right side.
You had convinced her to get the markings tattooed as a way to reclaim them, but even though she had tried to make them beautiful, they still carried ugly memories.
Flashes of that night flooded her brain, the yelling, the glass, the blood —so much blood. She shook the thoughts from her mind.
Jaycee quickly changed the subject, but suddenly, her heart wasn't in it anymore. Who was she kidding? She couldn't date Jake, she had too much baggage for a guy like him.
On Monday, she barely texted him. And that evening, just as you were able to leave to meet up with your friends, she came out of her room dressed to go out. "Hey, wait up!" She called to you. "You're coming? I thought you had plans?" You ask her skeptically.
"They got canceled. Let's go get drinks!" Jaycee cheered as the two of you walked out the door.
At 7:10, Jaycee, you, and your college friends got a table at the bar right across from Marcel's
At 7:15, she watched Jake enter with a bundle of flowers.
At 7:25, he texted her that he was there.
At 7:30, he asked if she was on her way, and if she was running late, that was fine.
At 7:40, he tried calling her, and she immediately sent it to voicemail.
At 7:45, she stopped checking her texts.
At 8 p.m., she watched a deflated Jake Seresin leave the restaurant. Jaycee finished her drink and excused herself to the restroom.
Once she was alone, she turned off her phone and allowed a single tear to slip down her cheek.
"This is for the best." She told herself in the mirror." But she knew she was lying to herself.
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saintsir4n · 1 year
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JEALOUSY
PAIRINGS: ADRIENNE LUMIERE X KLAUS MIKAELSON 
WARNINGS: POSSESSIVENESS, JEALOUS KLAUS, KLAUS BEING KLAUS.
Klaus Mikaelson was many things and jealous was one of them. 
it was like the air changed whenever he saw Adrienne speaking to another person who wasn’t him. the sky would darken awfully quickly and the lively atmosphere would shift to something eerie and final. 
like a warning of some sorts. a warning to all who dared talk to what he declared was ‘his’.
Adrienne of course never took kindly to such warning, believing and knowing she could talk to whoever and whatever she liked without a thought. 
She was right and he knew that. 
He hated it as much as he knew, though, he still liked those to know what they could and couldn’t do around Adrienne. 
If rowdy men appeared at her place of work ‘the saints’ - a club that her family owned - and made a scene, by shouting or yelling obscenity at her and her dancers, Klaus would handle their retribution privately. 
In other words... he would drag them behind the building and kill them in any way he would deem fit. Beheading or extracting their hearts was a favourite of his. And when he would return to the club after dumping their bodies, Adrienne would appear with a towel in hand, for him to wipe the blood of his face. 
No. She certainly wasn’t happy about what he’d gotten up to, but she knew he wouldn’t change and had accepted that a while ago. 
A volatile man is a volatile man, So whenever Adrienne was seen with someone he knew  and disliked, he was told by one of his compelled vampires. If she was seen with someone he was unaware of, he would be told by one of his compelled vampires. Hell, if she was with someone he trusted, he would be told, informed or notified. 
It was suffocating to be with someone like him and Adrienne sometimes felt like she couldn’t breathe. 
Being with Klaus was a full time job. 
Kol wasn’t allowed near her, Elijah, he was cautious of, knowing how his brother was. Rebekah he could be lenient with and Marcel he trusted. Family was Family and yet Klaus could barely trust them around Adrienne. 
Even on the occasions where she simply went on a walk on her own, he would know. 
Klaus told himself he was doing it out of protection, care and love, but everyone knew he that was a fat load of bull. 
Adrienne’s brother Hadeon; Klaus’ friend warned her of his behaviour before they started courting which she only took with a grain of salt. 
Sometimes she wished she listened more closely. 
Oh how she loved Klaus, but also hated herself for allowing her to fall into his hands and what soft and caring hands they could be. 
He would frequently tell her of all the acts and sins he committed in her name. 
Was it a blessing to be with someone who would kill for you? She didn’t know anymore. Everything was getting so confusing. So utterly baffling. 
For someone so wise for the age of nineteen, Adrienne allowed herself to be captured by such a beast. 
But was it really her choice? Once he set his sights on her after her first performance at The Saints, was there anything that could be done? 
He claimed her beautiful brown pools entranced him, her sweet scent tempted him, her thick, kinky locks enchanted him, her smooth voice bewitched him and her chocolate coloured skin captivated him. 
So whenever she called him out on his jealous ways he rebutted and said “How could I not be wary, when you look so utterly breathtaking? When you sound the way you do, you are the way you are? it would be impossible for me to compose myself in any other way sweetheart?
Was his jealousy her fault? 
Or is that would he lead to believe? 
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mattydemise · 1 year
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it’s 3 a.m. and I can taste you still, my fingers through your hair, soft and luscious, silky heaven, the memory of yesterday’s perfume on the skin of your neck, slightly acrid slightly sweet, the warmth of your flesh beneath, as enchanting as any promise, spoken softly after drinking deep, wine and whiskey and skin, drunk again, drunk on you
‘drunk’ a poem by matthew marcel
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little-red-rabbit · 2 years
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So boomerang! What would the psychic inner landscape of your ocs look like? :D
Entering into the mind of marcel you awaken laying upon a field of flowers of every description. The air is sweet and softly perfumed with the earth warmth of spring. You watch as the flowers shift into a rainbow of colors in response to Marcel emotions. Everything is so calm and peaceful that you almost miss the crater in the center of Marcel mind. Floating upside-down above this crater is a castle of white stone that slowly fades to gray. Pierre Blanche the castle of Duke Lyle, Marcel home for his most formative years.
Even after all this time it still lingers at the center of this thoughts, pushed away and kept out of reach as Marcel is not ready to deal with the events of the night that turned his life upside-down.
It is then you notice along the edges of the meadow that dark and foreboding forest. Flickering between the gnarled trunks of the trees, amongst the dark of the thick canopy, you catch glimpses of memories and emotions like will-o wisp. It is then you relies you only stand upon Marcel surface thoughts, the parts of himself that Marcel feels is appropriate to share. Out there in the dark of those woods is the real Marcel, who he was before learned to put of the façade of polite restraint.
Entering into Niphorbis Mind is like falling into Nyx itself. Falling quite literally as you find yourself hurtling through the enchanted nightscape of Theros. All around you see constellations of Niphorbis past, moving under their own power playing out the scenes of a life long lived. It is as you twist and turn around trying to catch a glimpse of all the stars around you that you notice something. A grate nebula of blue and white in the shape of a very familiar sphinx, looking down upon you. Looking down upon you in the way only a cat toying with a mouse can.
Molycap mind is simple in nature, as you find yourself sitting in her very first memory. Waking up in a long forgotten golgari rot farm, the bones that crack under your first step fill you with some sickly feeling of nostalgia, why you don't understand. Leading from this memory are sewer tunnels that are covered in scribbled and simple drawing of Molycap's scatted thoughts.
Serrabeth mind is a ship that had seen better days upon a stormy sea. Yep the storm feels hollow the wind blows yet the ship dose not rock, the rain falls yet the their is no chill, lightning crakes yet their is no thunder. Bluster for the sake of bluster. Below the deck you find endless holds each one a fading memory. Yep as you approach the captains quarters you can hear laughter and joy, and the storm around you becomes quite squall it appears to be.
Baba Yule's mind is a great tree in a dark void. Carved upon the bark of the tree are memories and as the non existent wind rustles the leaves you can hear her thought. Yet growing from this tree are two other trees. Once is a dark and twisted thing that lacked upon the trunk obscuring many memories. The other has the light of a great arura in its branches that ruffle the leaves of the other trees.
Dillon's mind is a great blank space, at the center of which is a small green mound of grass. sitting on that mound is a small lamb centaur resting his head upon the silver lantern he clutches to his chest. All around him are what appears like bits of broken glass suspended in the air. Reflected in the glass are scenes of a rural pastural life, that flickers in out amongst static. It is then you notice the silver lantern that the lamb is holding is swing forth streams of silver sand that become a vortex that cast you from Dillon's mind.
Nivel is at the center of his own mind conducting a great symphony of complete thought that spring form from his mind untethered. Yep you sense a almost desperate need in Nivel to surround himself in the cacophony of ideas. Not until you step out sound his orchestra room do you understand for the sky in ablaze with a great meteorite hurtling down upon you, the sound deafening you to anything else.
Segara's mind is a mess a once grand city shattered and scattered across his mindscape twisted and gnarled with the roots of great jungle trees. Have recalled memories play out in this ruin like ghost fading in the light of dawn. High above it all seemingly scratch into the inside of his mind is a great demonic symbol. The center of is squirming like a eye looking threw Segara most recent memories to any hint of here he might me.
Angelique mind is the grand cathedral of the prophetess on Crusabella. Yet this symbol of duty and piety is just a façade, something she learned to up in the convent her uncle sent her to. Beyond any of the heavy oak doors and the glittering stained glass are the ground of her families ancestral home. Where he mind and heart still linger upon even to this day.
For a man that strikes fear into the hearts of many Ozmander mind is the home he shares with his loves one. It is warm and welcoming with the glowing memories of the family he raised found within. Yet even in this place they exudes warmth there is a chill running down your spine. A reminder that you are not welcome here and to not overstay your welcome.
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jaspers47 · 1 year
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I watched 154 movies in 2022
Five Stars
Apollo 10 1/2: A Space Age Childhood (2022) Bergman Island (2021) Blonde Crazy (1931) Blow-Up (1966) Cryptozoo (2021) Decision to Leave (2022) Everything Everywhere All at Once (2022) Glass Onion (2022) The Hunger (1983) It Came from Hollywood (1982) Marcel the Shell with Shoes On (2022) Minari (2020) Mona Lisa (1986) Never Let Me Go (2010) Night on Earth (1991) Nope (2022) Pearl (2022) Tár (2022) Turning Red (2022) Wolfwalkers (2020) The Worst Person in the World (2021)
Four Stars
Bad Luck Banging or Loony Porn (2021) The Banshees of Inisherin (2022) Black Swan (2010) Blackmail (1929) Bullet Train (2022) Captain Blood (1935) Christmas in Connecticut (1945) CODA (2021) Confess, Fletch (2022) Doctor Sleep (2019) Dune (2021) Encanto (2021) The Fabelmans (2022) The Firemen's Ball (1967) First Blood (1982) Five Came Back (1939) Flee (2021) Gentleman's Agreement (1947) Gilda (1946) The Gospel of Eureka (2018) Guillermo Del Toro's Pinocchio (2022) Harvey (1950) House/Hausu (1977) The Hustler (1961) Hustlers (2019) Kajillionaire (2020) The Killing (1956) Kimi (2022) Kiss of Death (1947) The Menu (2022) Moonwalker (1988) The Mouse That Roared (1959) My Dinner with Andre (1981) The Northman (2022) Parallel Mothers (2021) The Personal History of David Copperfield (2019) Predator (1987) Prey (2022) The Punk Singer (2013) Quatermass II/Enemy From Space (1957) Relaxer (2018) Saint Maud (2019) The Seven-Ups (1973) Thelma (2017) Watcher (2022) We're All Going to the World's Fair (2022) Wristcutters: A Love Story (2006) X (2022)
Three and a Half Stars
The Adventures of Prince Achmed (1926) The Bob's Burgers Movie (2022) The Booksellers (2019) Blade II (2002) Gunpowder Milkshake (2021) Honk for Jesus. Save Your Soul (2022) Hush, Hush, Sweet Charlotte (1964) My Name is Julia Ross (1945) Onibaba (1964) The Party (1968) Pygmalion (1938) The Quatermass Xperiment/The Creeping Unknown (1955) The Song Remains the Same (1976) Three Thousand Years of Longing (2022) Wendell & Wild (2022) Yours, Mine and Ours (1968)
Three Stars
Amistad (1997) The Bank Dick (1940) The Batman (2022) Cha Cha Real Smooth (2022) Creature from the Black Lagoon (1954) Cries and Whispers (1972) Crimes of the Future (2022) Drive My Car (2021) The Earrings of Madame de... (1953) Emily the Criminal (2022) The Funhouse (1981) Hannah and Her Sisters (1986) Inland Empire (2006) Jennifer's Body (2009) Jubilee (1978) Ladies and Gentlemen, the Fabulous Stains (1982) Life of Pi (2012) Linda Linda Linda (2005) Love Finds Andy Hardy (1938) Lucy and Desi (2022) Nobody (2021) Opening Night (1977) Pretending I'm a Superman: The Tony Hawk Video Game Story (2020) Repeat Performance (1947) See How They Run (2022) Something Wicked This Way Comes (1983) Strawberry Mansion (2022) Tick, Tick... Boom! (2021) The Tragedy of Macbeth (2021) A Woman is a Woman (1961) Weird: The Al Yankovic Story (2022) Welcome to the Dollhouse (1995) White Zombie (1932) WNUF Halloween Special (2013)
Two and a Half Stars
Babylon (2022) Crock of Gold: A Few Rounds with Shane MacGowan (2020) Scotty and the Secret History of Hollywood (2017) Thunderball (1965)
Two Stars
Doctor Mordrid (1992) Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness (2022) Enchanted (2007) Hardcore Henry (2015) The House (2022) My Fair Lady (1964) My Name is Emily (2015) The Princess (2022) Raya and the Last Dragon (2021) Rosaline (2022) Strange World (2022) Thor: Love and Thunder (2022) Treasure of the Amazon (1985) Werewolves Within (2021) Willy's Wonderland (2021) Winnie the Pooh (2011)
One Star
Beyond Atlantis (1973) Chip 'n Dale: Rescue Rangers (2022) Chuck E. Cheese in the Galaxy 5000 (1999) The Crawling Hand (1963) Daddy-O (1958) Demon Squad (1999) Hello Again (1987) Indestructible Man (1956) Munchie (1992) Operation Kid Brother (1967) The Rebel Set (1959) Santo in the Treasure of Dracula (1969) Robot Jox 2: Robot Wars (1993) Shadow in the Cloud (2020) The She-Creature (1956)
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towardwhatend · 2 years
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Marcel The Swell
When I first saw the trailer for Marcel the Shell, the brain/love-child of Jenny Slate and Dean Fleischer-Camp (in more ways than one, btw) it had me in tears. The promise of this sweet beacon of innocence going on a journey to reconnect with his lost family, the unbelievably evocative voice, the retro charm of stop motion, it all seemed to coalesce in what was sure to be a sobbing love-fest.
And it was all of those delightful things, plus some delightful surprises and minus a bit of the “journey” piece of that description. 
I’ll start by admitting that I let myself be far too influenced by the trailer, and so I was expecting a film that seemed to be about a long, unexpected journey for the shell, rather than the intimate, one v. one narrative inside the house between Marcel and Dean. This unfortunately impacted my viewing experience as I found myself constantly thinking that Marcel was about to go out on their adventure just before we returned back home, thus it took me a while to accept what this movie actually is.
Categorizing this movie is a difficult job, but where I found the most resonance was between the background conflict about Dean’s divorce - which itself is an issue with no solution packed with trauma that will take years to unpack - and Marcel’s journey to find his family - which, while not without its own emotional hurdles, is effectively a simple solution that solves itself instantly once it is achieved. What Marcel can and has to learn from Dean, and vice versa, is the true story of this film, and is one which is left joyfully understated in the film’s conclusion. 
Tied in with all of that is the invisible narrative of Jenny and Dean’s own divorce, and their long held collaboration on the idea of Marcel the Shell as a means for connecting with each other. This is a really sweet story that you should definitely dig deeper into, but if I’m being honest, I don’t really think it should have a bearing on the film’s success in its own right. 
Among the pinnacle reasons why nicecore films resonate, in my view, is due to their reminder that love, kindness, and a sense of community and validation are not virtues that have to be earned, they are basic human decencies that we can show to anyone. Marcel shines in this regard, as he is both a champion of compassion and community, while simultaneously refusing to compromise himself and his own beliefs in the process. He is a reminder that it is okay to return to a worldview of simple kindness, even if the endlessly complex world doesn’t seem to support that viewpoint. Marcel and Dean are a contradiction, yet do not cancel each other out. Through their contradictions they support the coexistence of two seemingly incompatible truths - life is exceedingly simple and impossibly complex. 
I would be remiss not to mention the film’s sense of wonder. Marcel’s world is enchanting, it turns an everyday living room into a place of play, it immediately shifts our perspective to the possibilities of looking at the world as a place of endless discovery, and a place that can be figured out, almost solved like a puzzle. Living through Marcel’s eyes is another of the film’s triumphs, it does so much for the audience with the simple placement and motion of the camera.
Absurdity comes in that wonder as well - the entire world accepting Marcel as real feels as bizarre as it feels surprisingly believable. To paraphrase comedian/nerd Brennan Lee Mulligan, profundity and absurdity are inextricably linked - a truth that this year’s EverythingEverywhereAllAtOnce also understood. 
For all of these reasons, Marcel the Shell with Shoes On is a triumph. However, I did not ever find myself fully, deeply immersed in it. I wasn’t profoundly moved by it in the way that I was expecting. Which is fine, I still got so much out of the experience, but I am curious as to why that would be. 
As I mentioned, I was fighting an expectations battle - thinking this would be a delightful, wholesome adventure story and instead having a more intimate, almost bottled friendship story. I love both genres wholeheartedly, but I definitely couldn’t manage to escape those expectations, which is no small part of my struggle to immerse.
But additionally, I do have questions about the film’s plotting. I love Marcel’s inner turmoil in the story’s focus on the onset of dementia, but the fact of that conflict didn’t necessarily have much to do with finding Marcel’s family. Marcel had to learn to choose himself in a deeply important emotional journey, but the facts on either side of that story didn’t have much to do with each other, which I think contributed to a missing piece in the story’s cohesion.
And then, well, the family is more or less just found and reunited. This moment is so sweet, and seeing the other shells and wider community did bring a tear to my eye, but it happened as a result of an admittedly hilarious plot focused on 60 Minutes, which Marcel I suppose had to work himself up to do, but ultimately didn’t have anything to do with the reuniting - the story just decided to give it to him. Thus, though all the individual parts of that construction are delightful and earnest, the whole didn’t feel as tightly woven as it could have been.
By no means did this ruin the film for me, and I can’t wait to watch it again with some more distance from its release. This film is clearly a love letter, written between two people who fell out of love, imbued with deep love for its own material, and gifted to the audience as an act of love, and a reminder to love. Maybe it isn’t perfectly sculpted, and maybe I just said love too many times, but Marcel The Shell With Shoes On is a purely delightful stream of goodness, flowing out into the world.
4/5 stars 
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colacat53 · 2 years
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My mc, Michi: finish the sentence!
Michi: lather me up and call me;
Runa: daddy
Michi: lather me up and call me;
Emeril:AaAAaaA
Runa: okay
Nysa: okay
Runa: okay
Nysa: okay
Emeril: Marcel wants to honk for you dear
Michi: okay
Marcel:*honk*
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lioras · 4 years
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Emeril S6E3 be like
Marcel: Don’t worry I came up with a plan.
Emeril: A good one?
Marcel: Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.
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HOLY SHIT @lovestruckvoltage YOU AMAZING PEOPLE!!!
I’m not transgender but I know for sure there are a whole load of people who would have loved this reveal.
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2ndnpc · 4 years
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I really like the subtle differences between Marcel and Emeril. Shows that it's not just an edited copy paste of Emeril's sprite
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liliane-labasque · 4 years
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GOOD FOR HIM 🥰
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rere-the-writer · 2 years
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💖💖💖 to say thank you for the following, a fic of an idea that was stuck in my head for awhile.
Title: A Gentleman's wife
Pairing: Elijah Mikaelson x Black!Human!Reader
Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Protective!Elijah
Outside of New Orleans, 1919
You sat as your mother dress you before turning away coughing into a handkerchief, you knew something was happen as you had just turned 19 growing up without a father. It had always been just you and your mother but lately your mother had gotten sick and knew she wasn't going to last long.
So your mother headed into New Orleans to find a man to take care of you. While your mother wasn't a picky woman as any rich looking fellow would do but she wasn't ready for Elijah Mikaelson to step in as she was talking to a every sleazy man in Rousseau's.
Elijah had over heard your mother talking to the man about her troubles and the vampire decided to step in. Elijah needed a human wife to show the human Faction that he and his family was no threat to them. So Elijah was going to kill two birds with one stone, help a desperate woman and get a wife all in the same day.
"I'm Selena....I know it sounds awful but I am giving my daughter away."
"I'll take her and care for whatever needs she has." Elijah says cutting in as the man narrowed his eyes at the Original while Selena looked at Elijah. She knew who he was and knew you would be better off with him than the man she was talking to.
"Do I have to mama?" You asked Selena as she smoothed out your dress and she looked at you cupping your face smiling sadly.
"Yes my sweet girl. I want the best for you." Selena says as two men came to take you to your new home where your soon to be husband was.
When you arrived to the Mikaelson compound you were greeted by a every handsome man that you swore was a Greek God who was going to tempt you away for a night full of pleasure. Elijah paused staring at you finding you kinda cute as he thought you were going to be a bit unattractive and not as cleaned up.
"I am Elijah Mikaelson, your soon to be husband." Elijah say smiling taking your hand kissing your knuckles hearing your heart race as you flushed seeing a boyish smirk came on his face. Elijah took you up to your now shared bedroom as he placed your suitcase down then held his arm out to you.
"You found a wife?" Klaus questioned Elijah watching Rebekah talking to you as you both was getting along.
"Her mother was dangerously sick and wanted her daughter taken care of. She was about to give the poor girl up to the unfavorable." Elijah tells Klaus his breathing hitching finding you enchanting sitting by the fire with how it made you look like you were glowing.
"Always the noble one, 'Lijah."
Marcel returned home surprised to learn Elijah was married when he saw you on the Original's arm. You gorgeous bronze beauty as your black hair was up in a elegant bun Elijah did for you.
The dress you wore was a lovely peach color as Elijah wore a tie that was darker color to match your dress. Elijah leaned in whispering something in your ear pulling a small giggle from you, you had been married to Elijah for nine months and the vampire had been nothing but an adoring husband.
Elijah was every protective of you from what Marcel could see as since helping you get your mother buried in a family grave, Elijah was attentive to whatever you needed and every careful who he allowed near you.
"Welcome home, Marcellus." Elijah says smiling with his hand on your lower back as Marcel looked at Elijah then to you still surprised. Your scent was being over lapped by Elijah's but Marcel could still tell you were human.
"Who is this?"
"My wife, Y/N Mikaelson." Elijah says as you shyly shook Marcel's hand and Elijah excuse you both and Marcel watched Elijah have you meet the Human Faction. You and Marcel became good friends after that night as the vampire grew to adore you much like Rebekah and Klaus.
Present time
Elijah stepped up to a house holding out his hand to you helping you walk up the steps. After being married for so long it never surprising to people that knew Elijah, that every where he went you were sure to follow.
Rose had called Elijah with information about Katherine which perked his curiosity. You looked up to your husband seeing him lost in thought when Rose opened the door surprised to see you with Elijah.
"You brought your wife."
"Yes, there is not many that I trust to watch over her." Elijah said as you both walked inside. You sat listening to them talk about a doppelganger and Elijah asked you to stay put as he went to collect the doppelganger.
You sat there waiting when you jumped hearing crashing and growling, you stood up carefully walking to the doorway listening hearing nothing.
"Elijah!" You gaspped quickly moving to help your husband from being staked to the wall when he woke. Just as you pulled the wood out, in a blur your back was against the wall as he growled before realizing it was just you.
"I apologize baby. Did I hurt you?"
"No....are you okay?" You asked cupping Elijah's face as he soften turning his face kissing your palm before nuzzling his nose against yours. Elijah pulled you closer feeling guilty for almost hurting you, you couldn't help but giggle as he spent the rest of the day making it up to you.
Mystic Falls was a lot smaller than you thought as you followed Elijah to the Salvatore home. Of course Elijah told you that he needed them to listen if he wanted to kill Klaus after losing the family.
"Elijah, you're here and brought a every gorgeous woman with you." Damon said winking at you making you flush as Elijah let out a warning growl.
"Elijah, thank you for coming." Elena said pushing Damon away and was surprised to seeing you next to Elijah.
"Of Elena. This is my wife Y/N." Elijah says walking in with you staying close to husband. That was spent talking about how you will save Elena's life and how Elijah will kill Klaus.
Of course Klaus never make things easy as you could feel how he daggered your husband leaving you under the Scooby gang's watchful eye. You sat sewing when the girls sat with you knowing you missed your Elijah.
"So how long have you and Elijah been married?" Caroline asked as you learned she was a sucker for romance. You smiled playing with your engagement ring Elijah got just over 30 years ago.
"Since the spring of 1919, in New Orleans."
"When did he turn you?"
"That winter....we were seeing a show when a fire broke out because of Mikael. I was caught in the fire and my beloved husband had no choice."
"He turned you to save you." Elena said as you smiled sadly heartaching while Elijah had stepped in.
"It was never the plan but I couldn't live without my soulmate." You heard Elijah say as you turned seeing him standing there in a clean suit hair cut with a bit of stubble on his jaw.
You stood up running to Elijah throwing your arms around his neck making the vampire smile gently kissing you. Elijah cupped your cheek wiping a tear that rolled down your cheek.
"You said it wasn't the plan, what did you mean by that?"
"He was going to allow me to age and die naturally." You answered Caroline surprising the women as Elena sat up.
"It must have upset you to wake as a vampire."
"It didn't, because I couldn't live without him also." You tell Elena fixing Elijah's tie as Elijah kissed your head. The girls saw just how much you and Elijah loved one another.
"I must thank you for watching over my wife."
"No problem, are you taking her back with you?"
"Yes, my mother wishes to meet her." Elijah answered Elena handing her an invitation before taking you home.
"Y/N!" Rebekah squealed hugging you tightly as both Kol and Finn were watching seeing how Elijah stayed close. You smiled hugging Rebekah back just as tight having missed her dearly as you also got to meet Finn and Kol.
Elijah didn't want you meeting Esther just yet as he wanted you to spend time with family first. Elijah smiled watching you happily talk to Rebekah and Kol before joining you on the couch enjoying time spent with his family.
"I love you, my dear wife."
"I love you too, my beloved husband."
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