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weebsinstash · 10 months
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so with a platonic yandere (or yanderes) how does it work, do you just never get the chance to have a romantic relationship, do they force/encourage you into one with someone 'approved' like a family friend or someone 'in the know' sort of thing, or do their feelings change or border on the romantic side as well?
Well, I find for me personally it often depends on the character themselves for like, what kind of relationship im looking for, or, yeah sometimes i just switch it up based on concept, sometimes i get a real specific idea that stays in my brain and I can go back and forth depending on, I guess, preference. It's kind of a recent-ish development for me to think of platonic yandere AT ALL since like 99% of the time my brain goes "well if they don't love you romantically or want to fuck you what is THE POINT"
And it kind of took me a while to realize that sometimes "the point" of platonic yandere can be that they technically "don't get anything back". If they scoop you up and force therapy on you, it's because they want to legitimately help you, not to say a romantic/sexual yandere wouldn't, but for a platonic one it's more I guess "selfless" because they aren't like, getting a spouse or a fuck buddy out of it. With a platonic yandere, they don't want you to hook up with that guy because, yeah they're jealous you're not spending time with THEM but its like, spending time watching movies or going to the park or playing video games, spending time with you as you, doing potentially anything, but also they have you up on this pedestal and the guy is just an insignificant little worm to them. He thinks he can date THEIR sister? Creep creep go to jail eat dirt go six feet under here's a shovel start digging
I can be so moody and contextual about the whole thing, like for example, I've been making a lotta posts about a purely platonic yandere Batfamily with Bruce as you know the patriarch and all that, basically becoming a father figure to you even if you're already an adult, where he is like emphatically "no, Reader is your sibling, S I B L I N G" and getting out the batbottle and spraying them like cats any time he may notice anyone in his house catching feelings for you, but i also thought about, (this is kind of an AFAB specific idea sorry) what if Damian specifically developed one of those weird "big sister when i grow up im gonna marry you" complexes and Bruce is NOT having it when suddenly Damian hits him with "but FATHER, if I'M Reader's husband when I come of age, then our offspring will be YOUR biological grandchildren" and Bruce finds himself sitting there suddenly vividly picturing you holding a fat little newborn with a big head of black hair and smiling up at him "dad come hold your grandson 🥰" and he's. He's gone, like, suddenly he can't see it any other way. OBVIOUSLY Damian is the perfect husband for you, Bruce is helping raise him? Who would make a better spouse for his adopted daughter than his ACTUAL son? Talk about keeping it in the family
In his eyes, his son would make a more than competent husband once he comes of age, especially considering not only is Damian his son but, extremely similar to Bruce himself; broody angsty genius with superhuman skills, intelligence, athleticism, etc. And if not Damian, isn't Dick lowkey his favorite child, and also, you know. Already an adult and not nearly as emotionally constipated 😅 Bruce can trust either one of them to take care of you, building off of a paranoia that any place outside his family and his home is fraught with danger and anyone who hasn't been explicitly vetted by him suddenly cannot be trusted in your presence
I keep finding myself drifting back to platonic yandere but only in like, almost extremely specific circumstances, like for real those age regression ideas i realized are coming from like DEEP places of trauma and rejection for me and feeling like I'm so permanantly damaged i literally need a do over and need to be all but remade from scratch, being helped when i was younger and at my lowest points in childhood, and I'll admit I've noticed most of these platonic yandere ideas usually revolves around aspects of family, fatherhood, childhood, etc. Like literally right off the top of my head, two characters who kind of got the platonic yan ball rolling were Stolas from Helluva Boss and Nolan Grayson from Invincible, both of them fathers. Of course I would absolutely let Nolan tear this ass up too though as you guys have seen, like i find the Viltrumite Reader concepts kind of keep fluctuating between "he wants to mentor you and then catches feelings" to "no he just wants to be your dad and Viltrum mentor and after your real family dies during some kind of monster attack he just straight up adopts you and moves you into his house and the government lets him bc, i mean, they need to keep an eye on you as a Viltrumite"
Of course I also like the idea of sort of a middle ground. You know, like, the yandere begins purely platonic without any sort of intentions but it develops into something deeper after they've already come to know you and you trust them, or even, they're actually totally 100% "a normal person" and something happens to you or them where they suddenly become yandere. Like imagine you know someone for like a couple years and then all of a sudden, they're acting differently. So I've also thought about, Bruce and Reader are work friends in the Justice League and his feelings begin as purely protective and platonic and he knows you for a decent chunk of time but when he starts getting to know you more personally, more details about you the person under the costume, maybe he eventually realizes he's getting extremely jealous watching you interact with other men and, maybe in the process of taking care of you his feelings change. You get wounded on the job and you don't have any family to help provide any care while you're still extremely weak and recovering and he's helping you and that's when he suddenly realizes "oh shit this line of work is so dangerous, he doesn't want you to die, he doesn't want anyone to die but like you most specifically, he doesnt want you doing this anymore" and maybe he brings you to the manor for recovery and you never wind up leaving
But typically yes, as you suggested, usually when I've picked a character to be a platonic yandere it's because I can see them being overly protective to the point they won't let you date at all, even if the specific reasons for WHY may change. Like hypothetically for some of the ideas I've had, Stolas doesn't want you to date or have sex period because he's kind of Goin Through Some Shit and this is kind of like his second go around of being a dad and him expressing some sort of trauma or guilt over Octavia and he sees you as His Extra Special Little Girl and you don't get so much as a kiss on the cheek with another person until like, he's had enough years with you to be satisfied with "your childhood" kwim. Or a yandere who declares themselves as your sibling not completely against you dating or all that but they just have EXTREMELY high standards. like lmao imagine, like, someone like Deku basically inserting himself in your life as your brother and you're like "ok fuck dude, who do you think WOULD be worthy of dating me" and he's just like "I guess someone like All Might!" Like bro that platonic obsessive little twink is NEVER letting you get laid, you suck off ONE dick and he's holing up in his room CRYING because "someone's defiled his baby sister and made her dirty" not in the sense that he like doesn't like you anymore or he's judging YOU but in his mind your "purity" has been tainted by someone else and the only solution is to like, kill/get rid of that person and "atone" by never letting it happen again, cause obviously by letting you suck that guy off Izuku FAILED YOU, and maybe at some point he snaps and you wake up from one of your mandatory sibling cuddle sessions and he's pressed way too closely to you as he declares he's the only one worthy of you and he's sorry he didn't realize HE'S the husband you needed
Really I'm just a creepy little freak and it can depend on how I'm needing or craving to feel accepted in that particular moment in time 😅
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artzychic27 · 1 year
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Have any family headcanons for Ms.Mendeleiev’s class and The Austins?
Marc:
Marc's moms like to tease him whenever he mentions Nathaniel, and when they're not around, Kiran teases him
Penny is an interior designer and Alyssa is a teacher
Kiran would spill any secret he has on Marc to his friends and his boyfriend
Kiran: Marc says he likes your hair and you have a cute butt
Marc: KIRAN!
Nathaniel: He likes my hair?
Marc usually babysit Kiran when his moms are busy and one night he watching a horror movie and Kiran took a look at it
Kiran: Why’s he cutting her head off?
Marc: Because he likes to eat humans and chop their heads off
And that how sandboy got akumatized
And Marc can't help but blame himself for that
Marc a usually a protective big brother to the point where he wrapping him in bubble wrap
Kiran usually a shy child and Chris who Nino’s little brother bullies him for it
Penny is Tom’s cousin and talk occasionally so Marc and Marinette usually hangout when they were very little
Before she got her first mannequin, she'd have Marc try on her outfits
And Marc usually styles her hair
Lacey:
She gets her risk-taking genes from her grandmother
Her parents died in a car crash, and she spent weeks consoling her brothers
When their grandparents heard about the accident, they took the kids in
Grandfather- Agrican: Cautious and sweet malewife
Agrican: Eleanor, Lacey, get down from the roof!
Eleanor: Come on, Agrican! Have some fun! Every teenager needs some excitement in their life!
Evan and Jeremy are Kiran’s friends and are trouble makers, especially to their sister
Evan and Jeremy are always begging Lacey to take them with her when she's going to do something dangerous
Lacey: Guys no I can’t take you!
Evan/Jeremy: BUT WHY?!
Lacey: Because neither of you can’t climb the side of the Eiffel That!
Evan and Jeremy are devious little shits but can be nice when they want to… For candy
Lacey is type of sister who loves her brothers but will mess with them if ever get the chance
Jean:
Jean's dad is just as eccentric as him and supports him no matter what
Jean’s dad is a comedian that loves making his son laugh
Whenever Jean's upset, he will immediately make sundaes and put on a video from their secret musical bootlegs playlist
And when Jean got hurt he gets little overprotective and will punch someone in face who ever hurt his son
He was a little wary of Austin T when Jean started dating him because's he's heard all of Jean's ranting about the Austins
What won him over is Austin comforting Jean when he wasn’t there
Now he cannot get over how cute they look together. But still a little protective of Jean dating him
Jean never met his mom because his parents are divorced
His name is Dejah
“Dejah the Eccentric” is his stage name
He goes to every single play Jean is in. Dejah helps Jean practice. He’s been giving him acting lessons ever since Jean was little
Reshma:
Reshma has a pretty good relationship with her parents. They love to spoil her
They were very supportive when she came out as a lesbian
Reshma’s mom taught her how to sew and loves being her model
Her mom’s name is Aabha (Which means Radiant, glorious) and her dad’s name is Dayalan (Charitable, compassionate)
Dayalan really hates mayor bourgeois and Aabha hates Audrey bourgeois
And they’re very affectionate on a Morticia and Gomez level
Although they’re usually calm people, they will hurt anyone who hurts their daughter
Denise:
Their parents are very busy with their business running a Cuban theme restaurant
They sort of overwork Denise in a very young age
Their parents names are Pilar and Flavio
Because Denise is the strongest in the family, they have them do a ton of heavy-lifting
Pilar and Flavio are very confused with Denise’s sexuality and gender but still supportive of their child
Flavio’s attempt to give Simon the shovel talk when he and Denise started dating wasn’t his best work
Pilar taught Denise how to do their hair
Denise is very protective of their twin
Denise’s room has a small balcony with a telescope
And they have glow in the dark stars on the ceiling
Simon:
Simon’s aunt is one of the nicest person in Paris
Her name is Aerinn. She was tempted to smack Simon’s parents upside the head after hearing that they’ve been neglecting him
So she takes full guardianship of Simon
Pansexual. Simon helps her with online dating
Aerinn got him glasses after she saw him having trouble from far places
She ADORES Denise and is already planning their wedding
Aerinn owns a bookstore which is why Simon knows a lot of obscure history
Aurore:
Her parents put too much pressure on her
Brigitte her mom name and Armel her dad name
An older brother in college and a ten year old sister
Aurore and her sister Catherine get along with each other
Catherine sings while Aurore plays the violin with her because Aurore can’t sing
Her brother, Rafael is protective of them and has a bit of hatred for their parents
Rafael helps Aurore to relax because he knows she has a lot anxiety and stressed in her
Her parents put less pressure on her after hearing what their expectations were doing to her
Though, it takes some time
When she came out as a lesbian, it took them a long time to accept her
They sort of don’t like Mireille at first because they heard Mireille “stole” her job but comes to like her
Mireille:
Alec’s always pushing her to be in the spotlight and considers her brother Theo a failure
Mireille tries to talk to her father but Alec doesn’t listen to her and keeps pushing her to be center stage even she really doesn’t want to
He’s not above bribing science fair judges. Or any judges for any contest he pushes Mireille to enter
And Theo and Ari (Mireille’s mother) hates him for it
Ari is soft-spoken like Mireille, artistic like Theo. But she is not afraid to raise her voice at Alec and when she does, it makes Hawkmoth look like a kitten
If the butterfly miraculous was found by her, Ari would totally use it for her kids
When the two divorced, Ari took the kids with her and works a art gallery
Alec doesn’t approve of Mireille liking Aurore (not cuz he’s homophobic) he just doesn’t want to see them acting friendly with each other due to ratings or something like that
He gets better when he comes out being a drag queen, but still not there yet
Ari married Sabine’s sister so Mireille, Marinette, and Marc are cousins now
Cosette:
This person has received child neglect and an inferiority complex by their parents and siblings
And to outsiders they’re known as the black sheep
Not once have any of the kids heard a compliment on their achievements or gotten a little congratulatory pat on the back
So Yvette and Jordyn took their frustrations out on Cosette and make them feel worthless
Jordyn sometimes cries himself to sleep while Yvette masks her tears by reading angsty novels
It takes a while for their parents to support their relationship with Zoé, but Yvette and Jordyn are nothing but supportive
Dad: Valentin- Works as a chef at a five-star restaurant
Mom: (Forgot her name, let’s call her Amarachi)- Petty Officer Second Class Coast Guard
Zoé:
Audrey had an affair
Dad: Morgan
Audrey bleached Zoé hair when she was little and told her she doesn’t want her to be herself since people won’t like her with her personality and, pretend to be someone else
Zoé used to have Red hair just like her dad
Audrey forced her to compete in pageants
Audrey also encouraged her to make rich friends and be the queen bee of her school. Obviously didn’t work
Every interaction between Mirabel and Abuela right before Casita falling apart is Zoe and Audrey’s relationship in a nutshell
Morgan loves his daughter to death and encourage her to be herself a lot more
If her dad had any servants around the house, they would hide her from Audrey when she was in one of her moods
When Zoé learn she has sister she was excited and decided to go see her in Paris
Andre and Zoé have a weird relationship since Andre doesn’t really consider her as his family and Zoé wants to try to have some connection with him
The hotel staff is always there for her when her new “family” isn’t. Especially Jean the butler
When Zoé came out as gay, her family reacted in several different ways
Andre was a little startled by this, but tries his best to support her
Audrey is disgusted by it but use it for her company and fashion
Chloe’s surrounded by lesbians, bisexuals, asexuals, and Pansexuals in her class, so she’s just “Whatever”
Morgan supports her and proud that she came out to him
And when Zoé introduce Cosette as her girlfriend they all took it in different ways
Andre was very awkward, trying too hard to be supportive
Audrey uses the girls for market and Zoé hates her for it
Chloe is jealous that Zoé got a date before her
Ismael:
Think of Max from Camp Camp
Ismael’s mom name is Alaya and Ismael’s dad name is Fazli
His parents are divorced
And parents switch who get to keep him every week
Ismael’s dad really wants him to be happy and be himself
His mom though…? she’s less than accepting
She really strict and will gaslight Ismael to make him see her way
Fazli is trying to gain full custody of Ismael
But Alaya is always one step head of him
Fazli does get full custody of him soon and barely let Alaya see him
Austin Tomassian
His parents are Karan and Camille, two successful lawyers
He’s also got a cousin on his dad’s side in American named Ashley whose friends are also named Ashley
And get this… They’re the Austins cousins
The estate’s staff ADORE Austin and dote on him constantly
Karan and Camille are kinda overprotective. He started coming home with cuts and bruises when he was nine, only getting them more worried
And he’s gotten more quiet
When they heard what the Austins had been doing to him, they were tempted to take action, but Austin convinced them not to
They were very supportive when he came out as gay
Although, they weren’t too happy he was following his so-called friends, they understood his reasons for staying with them is because they’re the only friends he has
Camille immediately LOVED Jean when Austin announced they were dating (She’s kind of a Broadway Geek when she’s not getting assholes put away)
Karan is still overprotective and made sure to give Jean the shovel talk
Austin Armbruster
Austin A’s mom, Angelique has never been around since she owns a beauty company so he tries to look as best he can to make her notice
So that is why he is so focused on he looks and appearances (He will go through unorthodox beauty treatments just to get his mom to say he looks nice)
It’s also made him very judgmental of others and their own appearances
Dad: Mathis (Important CEO, so he’s always traveling and hardly ever sees Austin)
Mathis loves his son and wishes he could be there more since Angelique hardly ever is
That leaves him with the estate’s staff, but it’s not the same
Secretly, he wishes he had Tomassian’s family
When they go over to Austin T’s house, it takes all his willpower to not call Camille ‘mom’
His cousin, Ashley Armbruster? LOVES her! He takes her out shopping whenever she’s in the city
After all, he wants her to show up every student at school with her clothes from France
Austin Quinlan
Mom: Arlene (Owns numerous luxury item businesses) Dad: Julien (Own a very successful construction company)
Austin Q has an older brother named Félice and he is jealous of him. They don't have the best relationship but Félice tries to make quality time with his brother like Olga does with Helga from “Hey Arnold!”.
Austin Q’s parents forgets he exists since they are always focused on his brother who is more successful than he is. So they just give him money whenever he asks to spend time with them
Surely, that won’t end badly… Yeah, no
As a result, Austin has some anger issues and takes it out on anyone “weaker” (Austin T)
Any attempt Félice tries to hang out with his brother is met with a door to his face, but he’s not giving up that easily
The only person who actually treated him like a parent was his nanny… I won’t get into the angst, I’ll just leave it at that
His cousin on his dad’s side, Ashley Quinlan, is just mean as him, but more on a fifth grade mean girl level (Because she is in the fifth grade)
He may or may not give her ideas on how to mess with some of the kids in her class
Austin Boulet
Austin B’s dad, Benoit, has very messed up secrets that he accidentally found out about so his dad makes him keep these secrets until he allows it
His mom, Genevieve, kind woman, loves her son, might be having an affair, has Austin promise not to tell
So, if Austin notices something he thinks is wrong, he doesn’t say anything
He’s a little insecure of his eyes since his parents both have brown eyes
Next to Tomassian, he’s the main source of gossip for the Austins
He’s close to his little cousin, Ashley Boulet since she and her family are originally from Paris and they visit a lot
He dotes on her constantly and treats her as his little sister
He’s close to a lot of the staff members since they can see his parents aren’t exactly perfect
@nerd-chocolate and @aganyan helped me come up with these
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sobbingdistantnoises · 7 months
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🐶🐧🌕
he do know what this means but buttons!
and i like “hearing” you talk
!!!! AAAAAA, thank you thank you thank you KK for the ask!! <33 Very very glad my rambling entertains you :))
Now prepare for. QUITE A LOT of said rambling as apparently I've written more for this ask than I have in 3 weeks of school, ahaha. I am not obsessed at all with Hermitcraft, no. Definitely not
🐶 - What hermits do you watch?
A bit of question clarification first, just in case: the "hermits" are the YouTubers who play on the Minecraft server named Hermitcraft. There's around 25ish? of them, so it's practically impossible to watch every single video every single one of them puts out (whether just the Hermitcraft related ones or not). Their videos all also typically feature completely different content since even with collabs, they have their own projects to work on within the server, hence this question's existence
At the current moment, I'm watching everything/near everything by Grian, EthosLab (Etho), Xisumavoid (Xisuma or X), and DocM77 (Doc), Hermitcraft related or not
I've been watching Grian since like 2018, which is before he even joined Hermitcraft, and I can pretty safely say I've watched like 99% of his videos sans his MCC ones and his streams. Looking back, I think I stole like half my personality from him because of how young I was when I started watching him, which. I'm okay with </3 He's fairly chaotic in general with pranks and wars (Every season. EVERY SEASON, he somehow instigates a war. S6 Civil War. S6 Hippies VS Area 77. S7 Mycelium Resistance. S9 Buttercups. Evolution SMP (server he was on before Hermitcraft) Grian Empire VS Taurtis Republic) and stuff which I find very fun in general. I actually have started a few wars myself within friend groups inspired by him, which is kinda fun to look back on and see the influence, sldfjskdj. I also BUILT A (knockoff version of) HIS EVO BASE ON MY MINECRAFT WORLD WHEN I WAS YOUNGER. (I coerced my sister into helping empty some of the water against her will when I got tired but it was mostly me, SHHH.) That whole Minecraft world itself is honestly a knockoff of Evo that's mixed with Hermitcraft + my own inability to play minecraft, sldfjskld. I just honestly cannot emphasize how much of an impact he made on me, like WOAH. Magic :)
Etho, it feels sometimes that I started watching him relatively recently in comparison to Grian, but at the same time, it has been. 3 YEARS. I started watching him in S7 of Hermitcraft because of Resource Gathering, which is a remix song someone named Elybeatmaker did of his voice in his first S7 episode that I once again absolutely adore after re-getting into Hermitcraft, although I definitely knew OF him a lot earlier. It was again through Elybeatmaker songs, which I am just now realizing. Basically, I found Elybeatmaker around the endish of S5 of Hermitcraft (about 2018, from memory?), and I basically listened to all of his songs, which included a few that were Etho remixes (Hopper Dropper my beloved <3). There was also a few months later the diss track made by Team Star in S6 for the civil war plot that was going on, which had a line saying "I'm a legend of the NHO, with Etho, Beef, and Double O". That line is a reference to Doc, Etho, VintageBeef, and BdoubleO's POVs of S5 when they lived in a jungle and did jungle stuff that had some sort of plot? It's still on my to-watch list, so I can't say exactly what happened, but from what I've gathered over time, there was a cult or something, and the jungle wanted to eat them (????). But my story with him is essentially that his voice and existence were in some of my favorite songs for 2 whole years before I ever watched one of his episodes. Which is. weirdly fitting to me? Etho in general does a lot of stuff chill-ly in a chaotic way. Like, his voice is very calm, but you then pause the video randomly and notice that his shovel is named "Cooked Dirt Smells Good", and he never acknowledges it. I had a lot of "why didn't I watch his stuff earlier" at the start of S7, lskjdflsk
Okay wow, this is getting very long already. Oooooops. May attempt to shorten other hermits, sldkfjsdl, we shall see if that's even possible for me
Xisuma!! I started watching him in probably S5? I genuinely can't remember how I discovered him, but but some of the first videos that I watched from him were a bunch of these bonus Hermitcraft episodes featuring the character "Evil X". I absolutely adored them, and I actually rewatched them all a few days ago and still consider really fun, dsljflskdj. They're kinda corny, but they're silly and well made and make me happy, so :) Evil X my BELOVED. (He may or may not be afraid of flowers.) The only season I actually watched all of Xisuma's POV of is S3 a few years ago because Evil X first appeared in S3, but I've sporadically watched his newer Hermitcraft episodes as well as pretty much all his weekly snapshot update videos (informational videos covering new things added to Minecraft), so I count that, slkdfjlsk. Also also!! I realized a while ago now that the first Metallica song I listened to wasn't Seek and Destroy like I thought but Xisuma's cover of Ride the Lightning!! Which I find very cool in retrospect, haha. I found a lot of songs in general from him when I was 11/12, mostly from a video he put out that was a compilation of his time lapses, and those were some of the very first songs I actually listened to as songs to enjoy, so him and music mix very well in my brain <3. (I feel like thta video might be where I found his stuff with Evil X actually?? My memories are not in order whatsoever </3) And he also HAS AN ALBUM OUT!! WHICH WAS RECENT!! AND VERY COOL!! It has such floaty vibes, and aaaa <33
And DOC. He has vaguely been in the background for me since S6 when he was kind of the "leader" of Team Star against Grian and the G-Team during the civil war plotline, but I started actually watching him a few weeks ago because of the sheer INSANITY he displayed in current storyline that's going on with Doc VS the Buttercups. He's like, breaking the whole game so calmly, he SCARES ME and I am INTRIGUED. In my first episode of his that I watched, he was talking about block updates and other things that were flying over my head, and suddenly there was a single nether portal block sitting there which isn't supposed to be REAL, and I had to pause the video and whisper-scream "what" over and over again for a few minutes, slkdjlsdj
That's the hermits I currently watch, BUT. I'm really tempted to talk more about the others who I used to watch a lot but have since slowed on watching. I think I will do it :)
Mumbo Jumbo (MUMBO)! I think he was the first hermit whose Hermitcraft episodes I watched, starting in S5. I'm pretty sure I started watching Grian a bit earlier (think days-weeks), but he wasn't in Hermitcraft back then, SO. One of the earliest episodes I remember watching of his was S5 episode 119 because he used the Elybeatmaker remix "Stupid" in it which I got promptly obsessed with <3 I think I overall watch more of his one off redstone (which is like wires and electricity but in Minecraft) videos than his Hermitcraft stuff (I've also apparently learned nothing from watching them, redstone is hard :( ), but I've still watched stuff from him for a scary amount of time so he is here to be mentioned :)
Scar Scar Scar, Good Times With Scar, another hermit who I watched a lot of in S5 then kinda dropped off of watching as much (though his Life Series POVs are some of the POVs I'm in the process of watching) but who I still see a lot of in collabs. He had a bunch of S5 episodes in which he collaborated with another hermit, Cubfan135 (Cub), to make the ConVex, and they pranked basically everyone on the server at some point. I need to rewatch those actually, sldkfjallj (UPDATE, STARTED WATCHING WHILE TYPING, OHHHH, THE LITTLE JINGLE THING FEELS SO NOSTALGIC,,, <3). Scar is also just. really inspirational in general. And also his cat Jellie was actually added into the game :)
TangoTek (Tango)!! I haven't watched his Hermitcraft videos very much, but his bases are always so cool to me (S5 base my beloved, it's like the classic Tango base to me <3 It's this giant ring of hell with evil dark red towers), I used to wait very eagerly for videos about the Minecraft Mod about villagers he was coding (which was happening before Minecraft added the update where they overhauled villages), and in seasons 7 and 9 (current), he's been making a minigame called Decked Out within the game. Which is. SO COOL. Like, he literally made this giant dungeon crawler game inside of Minecraft for S7. And then in S9, he decided to make it BIGGER??? It's still a WIP but I'm so excited for it to be done :)) Decked Out 1 was already so cool, and I at some point even tried to make a list of statistics about various Hermits' runs (failed and gave up due to project scale but shh), slkdjflas. I really want to watch his S9 stuff to find out how it works (and then fail because redstone hard but again shhh), just haven't yet like all the other stuff I haven't watched because of time </3 [UPDATE IN THE TWO DAYS SINCE I WROTE THAT: I have watched 6 of his most recent episodes and am in love with them :] ]
This one question is getting alarmingly long, so just one final hermit unless I've forgotten someone fundamental, but!! Pearl! Or Pearlescentmoon :) She is another hermit who I've kind of been meaning to watch more of, but she is very fun from what I've seen from her POVs of another Minecraft series known as the Life Series. She's also kind of interesting to me because technically I've again known OF her for a very long time, probably longer than most of the Hermits, I'm guessing? She did a few episodes on the Evolution SMP which I loved very very much (her builds were genuinely so cool even back then, like WHAT), and I've kind of always known her as the person who is really really good at building organic things and creatures. She appears on Grian's older videos quite a bit, either helping him with building stuff or sometimes as a judge for Build Swap (game Grian used to play within minecraft a bunch) in which she was always building small cute things to the side which I found really eeee <3, so it's really cool to me that she's in Hermitcraft now after being added in S8 :) SLDfjksskdj, I want to set aside more time to watch her stuff so badly </3
🐧 - What is your favorite season?
Oh, this is MEAN, I've never actually thought about this before? Usually I just go along with the passage of time, so my current favorite thing tends to be whatever is going on now + some individual stand out events from seasons past, BUT. That being said, I thought about this question more than I usually do before answering, and I landed at season 6.
I think that's a pretty common season to have as a favorite; it's the first season Grian was a part of (who a lot of people were introduced to Hermitcraft by) and where the more "modern" Hermitcraft took off with the bigger focus on unscripted storylines that span a few episodes
However, for me, I think I'm picking S6 because this season is the only season where I've been in a kind of defined Hermitcraft fan community? There were a whole bunch of us on Wattpad that evolved into a whole Hermitpad with a discord and stuff, and while I didn't write or draw stuff that I shared, I actually COMMENTED on stuff. Which was weirdly rare for me for a long time because Wattpad had (past tense now) a newsfeed feature that you could basically use to stalk what who you followed were reading and I was oddly paranoid of that, lsdfjklsl. And I had INTERACTIONS there on Hermitpad!! Which was very cool!! And I think I've only been in 3ish fandoms where I did that, if I'm counting right? Which makes it all even more special to me :)
I'm honestly just kinda sad that I can't really look back at it since I'm pretty sure either (1) Wattpad deleted a lot of the accounts involved with it due to the passage of time without activity or (2) accounts and stories got buried under other stories because of dumb algorithm choices due to he passage of time once again. But there were a lot of good memories there :)
Hermitpad itself felt a lot more creative than the other fandoms I saw stuff for, like. We had minigames (I ran one of these!! I'm pretty sure the account got deleted, but it was based on a minigame from Hermitcraft called Demise and I loved it <3), we had accounts that acted as characters from Hermitcraft like Poultry Man (not an actual Hermit, but he has Hermitcraft related "lore" (appearances) and is definitely not just Grian) and whoever else, we had a Hermitpad Recap modeled after the Hermitcraft Recap YouTube account which basically recapped new fics, updated fics, milestones, etc people in the community got
It was overall just a really nice community which made my experience watching S6 just so much more connected, so go season 6 as my favorite apparently :) Carried by something completely outside of the control of what was happening on the actual SMP, OOPS
🌕 - What is your favorite Hermitcraft build?
OH, THIS IS SO MEAN ONCE AGAIN. It is a good thing I actually took time to think before writing these, slkdjfslkj. I've probably forgotten something really important, but one of the first things that came to my mind was Etho's S7 base, aka the Monstrosity, so I'm going with that!
Etho has a really unique way of building that he really expanded on with this build, like. He builds what he wants to build at the current moment, so the base is like, interior and exterior at the same time, and it has no real outside walls and is all inside but is also sometimes outside? And it was also completely unplanned, it was done one section at a time. That's like, the best way to explain it, sldkfjlksj, I think it turned out really cool though :)
But I think another part of why I like it is the way it was built throughout his episodes? It might be the smaller scale of the build or how he used less big timelapses like I'm used to with Grian and instead cut between snippets of him building in first person with noteblock music in the background, but it always felt kinda personal if that makes sense, sldkjflsj. I was always really attached to it and liked seeing stuff added to it :)
Screenshots!! + a video of me walking around it on the world download because the transitions between the areas are some of the coolest that have been made on Hermitcraft
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ashestoshadows · 8 months
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Capgras Syndrome
I was inspired to write this from a itch.io video game I came across and played briefly and I got the idea to write a story with this formula despite the game being from 2020. Of course what I'm writing here is different but it is written for you, the reader, not myself here.
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"Welcome home, how was your day?" his smile was beaming with light like the sun on a sunny summer day, "I'm doing alright" - "That's good! I decided to cook you your favourite food tonight," - "Before you have your shower," he quickly smooched your cheek before continuing to the kitchen. "It's good to see your cute face, seeing you haven't changed a single bit after these past few years of being together." he mused in a love-struck manner as he turned his back to you.
You walked to the bathroom nearby, locking the door behind you before undressing for your shower. Minutes passed as you rinsed yourself off from the weariness of your job, using the towel to dry yourself as you walked out of the now turned off shower. "Come sit! Your food will go cold, I don't want my hard work to be wasted" you were quickly rushed to the table, your husband forcing you down. And you couldn't help but stare at the food in front of you seeing the subtle lines of smoke coming off of it meaning it was still hot. Your partner watched, head resting atop their perched arm on the table. A lovey-dovey expression on his goofy face.
A few minutes passed and you felt… off. You didn't feel right to eat, "Come on, eat!" he yelled, slamming his hand against the wooden table as he yelled, startling you deeply and badly, they went from all lovey-dovey to berserk. His eyes wild and feral as they slammed their hands on the wooden table again. You saw no soul behind those two eyes as he grabbed your fork, placing some of the food on it before shoving it straight into your mouth. Hurting your mouth and stabbing your upper lip slightly at the metal piercing it.
"I don't want my food going to waste, especially when I cooked it for you!" he yelled as he continued to shovel food into your mouth as you were barely able to swallow the loads going into your mouth as he gave you maybe only 20 seconds to swallow the food before being forced more. You finally swallowed the last load of the  food before you began feeling bouts of… dizziness and tiredness? "Hush, go to sleep my dear. Drift off to sleep, sweetheart," their face was feral. Evil. Devoid of any soul you thought he had.
You tried to fight back from the tiredness, their face was enough to give you cold chills but apparently not even his devoid expression was enough to keep you awake as your eyes slowly closed despite your protests. You awoke with a  jolt to see an old, dreary, and lifeless basement with your husband in front of you contrasting the lifelessness of the basement.
Grinning ear to ear like the damned Cheshire cat himself reincarnated. You felt sick seeing him looking at you in such a way, you didn't even know he would do such a thing. "Hmm… Good morning, Or evening, not sure." you raised an eyebrow, they didn't know the time? Did they stay down here with you ever since they dragged you down here?
"Don't look at me like that! I know what you are!" he yelled, a finger pointed at you, like you're a thing instead of a being with emotions and needs. Or a soul for that matter. He giggled before continuing "Don't worry dear, I'll rip that nasty demon right out of you!" he lunged at you, knife raised as you leaped from the chair you were held in "You!" you breathed heavily, your chest heaving as you wobbly got to your legs.
"You cannot escape me!" you rushed towards the light of the staircase willing to do anything to escape, anything to be away from that… being! You know that's not your husband. He wouldn't dare do that to you, not in a million years. He promised to protect you, to be with you until the end. Not be the cause of your end!
You felt the knife graze and cut your leg as you trampled up the stairs in a blind panic. You quickly u-turned to slam the door on the man you grew to love but weren't sure if it'd stay that way after today. That is if you live to see the next sunrise. "Let me out! I know what I need to do Y/N!" the knife could be heard scraping against the door, hurting your ears at the unpleasant sound after locking it from the outside not before you barricaded the door with the kitchen table. You tried to fumble with the front door and open it, you wanted out. now.
You heard the basement door clatter open, violently coming off of it's hinges as you finally got the door open. Your husband is smart, just apparently not smart enough to tie you up to the chair you were sat on for who knows how long. You kicked him back as he tried to grab at you, you ran down the street wildly, hair messy and very dirty from the lack of self-care as you felt panic surge through your veins and adrenaline run through you at a wild pace.
 Passerby's watching in confusion and some in horror as they watched you being chased by your berserk and deranged husband wielding the knife still swearing like a sailor at you to stop. Calling you many things you never though he'd say to you. "Come back here you deranged demon! I will end you and your pitiful existence right here!" he threatened as his voice roared and sounded harsh to your ears. You felt and heard your stomach rumbling with hunger as you continued running, your legs still keeping you going as you refused to give up.  You have to get to the police! They need to help you, they have to.
The nearest station was five minutes away and you were four minutes away now. You felt your legs start to give in. You could still barely hear your partner yelling for you, swearing he'll slay you and free you of that demon. Yet does he know, does he? You won't give in and let him take you and murder you not when you've come so far! You cannot! You felt unending pain coarse through your legs as you collapsed inside the cafe nearby "Please help! He-" the door swung open to show him. Covered in some blood from your leg wound which you just remembered existed. The adrenaline carried you even with that nasty wound on your leg which will definitely leave a gnarly scar.
"Sir! Get away!" the officer who was on break and inside the cafe yelled as she approached you collapsed on the floor realising what was possibly happening, you ended up getting away and transported to the hospital for your deep cut and got therapy. All of that incident happen three years ago and he'd been sentenced to a mental institute for life, wonder what would happen if you didn't get out alive from a very strong stroke of luck? Maybe we'll never know...
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April 12, 2023 | 14°C | ⛅️ | Status: Functioning
March Recap
After two and a half years, I finally started a new job. It’s a nice change of pace. I work from home one week, and from the office the next. Best of both worlds.
My daughter got to spend spring break playing Minecraft and Roblox. Which is code for: My daughter got my wife and I to spend a week playing Minecraft and Roblox. 
Sadly, we ended the month by saying goodbye to Brewster. We got him in 2009, and he had been a constant presence in our lives for almost 14 years. It’s been a couple of weeks, and it’s still difficult accepting that he’s not here anymore.
April - Up Until Now
I spoke with a printer and got myself some quotes for what it would cost to self-publish a graphic novella. I think I just picked up one of the most expensive hobbies of all time. 
We have spent a lot of time in hospitals and clinics lately. I’m not ready to explain why yet, but I just need to say: it’s exhausting. Hospital waiting rooms are the worst. The absolute worst. The doctor appointments are at least pretty quick. 
I hired an accounting for the first time in my life. My business suffered a pretty huge loss, but I’m hoping the graphic novella will sell well enough to offset some of that financial pain.
Remember that comic anthology I submitted a comic to? Well, that will be getting crowdfunded soon (I hope!)
Because they comic project linked to an old Twitter account that I deleted when the Muskrat took over, I had to reactivate it in hopes of forwarding some of those readers here or to my Substack. 
Speaking of Substack, Twitter pissed them off so they started their own version of Twitter in the app called Notes. It’s delightful. If you want your podcasts, newsletters, videos, blog and social media all in one place, you could do a LOT worse than Substack. I may end up moving everything over there if another goddamn WordPress plugin update crashes my site again. 
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Last night we had to have “the talk” with our daughter. The Jesus talk. It’s been a long standing belief in our home that “Jesus has no place within these walls”, aside from me stubbing my toe and screaming the lord’s name in vain. Still, some kid at school has been putting ideas in her head and trying to convert her or something. So I politely told her that the bible is as factual as the story in any Superman comic, only it’s much, much more boring to read, and shames you for living life to the fullest. In the end, I told her it was her decision to join a religion if she wants, but she has to let me investigate it first, just to confirm it’s not a fucking cult. We debated taking her to a church to see what it’s like, but my argument was “Why should I suffer?” So maybe we’ll watch a service on YouTube or something.
We finally reached the double digits and the snow appears to be melting. Hard to believe were were sitting through a blizzard last week. The downside is that the fast melt has revealed every single pothole in the city. The majority of which cannot be seen or dodged until it is too late. I’m gonna needs some new tires after this.
We’re already casually looking at buying another house. I’m enjoying the apartment life. I like that I don’t have to shovel snow, mow the grass or see my neighbours anywhere other than in the hallway or at the bus stop.  But I don’t like the yearly increase in rent, the lack of storage and the fact that my money is going into a corporation, never to be seen again. Retirement is a dream, but it is in view, and to enjoy it, it would be nice to buy a house now, so I don’t have to worry about anything other than maintenance costs, insurance and taxes once that tiny retirement pension comes rolling in. 
My publishing business better take off. I’m gonna need that money to maintain my leisurely lifestyle. 
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beecampbell · 3 years
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I don't know if this is a normal experience but I like to think about supernatural as only a fandom thing and not like a real life thing, like I cannot honestly imagine myself entertaining this fandom as an interest in my everyday life because I cannot cope with the fact that the men who played these characters are real human beings who have lives and and social media and and are trying to be serious actors I just cannot cope with that they are not real they are not real
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allisoooon · 2 years
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The Fan Narrative of Klaus’ Siblings Bearing Responsibility for his Addiction
You know the one.  “If Klaus’ siblings knew how much he suffered, they would be kinder to him and respect him more, and he wouldn’t need the drugs!”
Or.
“If Klaus’ siblings were there for him and knew how much he suffered, he wouldn’t be on the street and they would be taking care of him!”
This is really an innocent way of looking at it.  As far as I can tell, it’s never said by people who have experience with addiction.  It’s not a deliberate or malicious spread of misinformation, and I’m really glad Klaus humanizes addiction for so many people.  But it is misguided, and I want to address it because I know some people who think this way are going to have loved ones with substance use issues in the future, and I want them to know in advance that this is a dangerous expectation to have of yourself or others in real life.
I talk a lot about codependency, and it’s something I struggle with myself, but not because of an addicted loved one.  I am the addicted loved one.  Therefore, I’m going to rely mostly on other voices to describe this for me.
First of all, the idea that none of Klaus’ siblings tried to help him is very improbable.  Obviously, Ben is the one everyone knows about, but we can see that this has led to Ben getting incredibly fucked up by it.  Klaus was living in the Academy for the first years of his addiction.  If nothing else, Luther would have felt tasked with trying to help him because he’s the leader and this is his team that he’s responsible for.
The reality is that addiction is a family-wide disease. It’s a cliché in the recovery world. If you want to know what it’s really like, here is an entire page of stories from the siblings of addicts and alcoholics.
Second, it was never their responsibility to begin with. In fact, the idea that a loved one can control an addiction is science fiction.  So much so that the creed of Al-Anon (apart from the Serenity Prayer, obviously) is “I did not cause it, I cannot control it, and I cannot cure it.” There are techniques families can use to motivate an addict to want to get sober, but they are never a sure bet, they’re not very well-known, and they are not the same thing as the family being to blame for the addiction or responsible for managing it.
Finally, addicts are really fucking hard to live with, and loved ones have few resources to cope.  Al-Anon tells you about “loving detachment,” but that’s fucking impossible sometimes.  Other people tell you to show tough love, kick them out of your life, and let them hit rock bottom, but statistically speaking, this actually makes the addiction worse, though it can mitigate some harm done to the rest of the family.  It can still feel impossible when it’s someone you love, especially your child.  Rather than get into detail because this isn’t my area of experience, I’m just gonna leave a few links on this one.
5 Main Reasons Why Addicts Manipulate
Siblings Also Struggle when Addiction Strikes a Family
Letting Go with Love: the Sister of an Addict’s Story
Gaslighting and Manipulation – This lady is amazing.  I adore how she shows clips not of family members, but of actual addicts talking about using these techniques.
Why do addicts and alcoholics hurt the ones they love? – Same lady, gets into the biology of why it’s so hard for addicts to have emotional connections with other people while they are in active addiction.  If you’ve wondered why Klaus’ empathy opens up so much when he gets sober, watch this video.
What is Codependency? – Specifically great for Ben and Klaus’ relationship.  Dr. Grande succinctly says it in many fewer words than I ever have.  He also gives an excellent definition of “enabling.”
Three links between trauma and addiction – One more from Put the Shovel Down.
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Secrets in a Foreign Language (Part Three) - Jungkook
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This same thing happened the next three weeks. You would come to Jungkook’s house to clean at exactly 2pm on Tuesday and he would be there. Again, there wouldn’t even be much to clean, you would finish in record time and then he would ask to hang out, whether it be playing video games again, watching movies, or even just sitting in his kitchen and talking. Were you still confused? Absolutely. Why were you still coming to clean when there wasn’t anything to do? Was he that lonely? Certainly not, right? He had his 6 other band members to hang out with if he wanted to, and, of course, his “girlfriend” Cho-hee. Although the two of you hadn’t even come close to talking about the topic of relationships, you could still sense he wasn’t happy with the arrangement in place for the two of them. However, their relationship continued to make headlines of all of Korea’s tabloids, the same kind of pictures where they looked closer than ever. You couldn’t help but wonder why he agreed to this if he didn’t seem happy. What was he getting out of it? Maybe it was just a part of his world that you would never understand.
The following week you couldn’t help but feel giddy as you slipped the key into the front door of Jungkook’s apartment. Whether it was frowned upon to have any kind of relationship with a client outside of your working business hours you weren’t sure, but regardless you were extremely thankful to have found someone who you may be able to soon consider a friend. Jungkook was shy, but funny, and just so kind. He definitely had a sort of “cool guy” façade, especially in the videos you watched of him on stage (yes, you had been looking him up again), but you quickly learned from hanging out with him that in reality he was actually a huge dork. He was goofy, and dare you say, surprisingly… normal? You understood each other’s references to movies and shows from when you were kids (despite living in different areas of the world you grew up with many of the same things) and you helped him when he struggled with speaking English to you, and vice versa with you and Korean. You just got along incredibly well, sharing the same kind of humor and competitive spirit. In fact, Tuesdays were now what you looked forward to more than anything.
But on this particular day, when you entered the home, Jungkook wasn’t at his usual spot on the couch. You stood still for a moment, trying to listen for any sort of indication he was somewhere else in the house, but you were just met with the muted sounds of cars driving on the busy roads out below. You couldn’t help but feel disappointed. Even though this is how it was supposed to be, you had actually gotten used to his company every week. But he was literally in the world’s biggest boy band at the moment, I guess you couldn’t expect him to be here every time, right?
Nevertheless, you put on your gloves, inserted your wireless headphones, and got to work.
When you reached the guestroom part of your cleaning this time, all you had left to do was take out the trash. However, when you went to remove the bag from the can, something you saw made you stop dead in your tracks. There, on top of the small pile of garbage, was a large clump of dust, like what would be emptied out of a vacuum cleaner. Ah ha! So, your suspicions were correct! Someone was cleaning the place before you got there. But you still had no idea why.
Just then, you heard the front door slam shut, startling you out of your thoughts. Jungkook was home? A huge smile spread across your face, the giddiness returning. You hadn’t expected to see him today and suddenly your heart felt full. But maybe, after this discovery, it was time to ask him if and why someone else was cleaning the house before you. Just to put your mind at ease.
You put down your duster and strolled into the hallway, immediately finding Jungkook at the other end. He smiled widely at you.
“(y/n)! Hey! I was just coming to see if you were here.”
You nodded and returned the smile.
“Yep, it is Tuesday afternoon after all.”
He motioned with his hand for you to follow him.
“Come on, I have too much food for one person.”
He wasn’t exaggerating. When you entered the kitchen there were takeout containers of all different kinds of Korean foods sprawled out on the island.
Jungkook grabbed two plates from the cupboard.
“Where did you get all this?” you asked, your eyes wide and mouthwatering at the sight.
He handed you one of the plates and a pair of chopsticks.
“It was leftover from our shoot this morning… the other members took some back to the dorm so there was even more than this.”
You shook your head in disbelief.
“Wow… And you’re sure… I can have some?”
He raised an eyebrow at you and scoffed.
“Yes. I cannot eat this alone you… uhh… English for pabo?”
Your mouth fell open.
“Jungkook! Are you calling me an idiot?!”
Jungkook’s cheeks turned red.
“Idiot? What! No, no! I didn’t mean it like that! No, I meant- aiissshhh how do I say it- “
You interrupted him by bursting out laughing, earning a confused grin from the man in front of you.
“I’m just joking with you… I think the word you’re looking for maybe is... goofball? Unless you were trying to say I’m in idiot then that’s okay, too.”
He looked away embarrassingly but laughed with you.
“Ah no, no, goofball… goofball, yes? That’s how you say it? Goofball sounds better, I think.” He paused and stared into space, repeating the word a couple times to himself. You giggled at his repetition of the word.
Then he confidently nodded his head and gave you a thumbs up.
“Yah! Okay okay! I will remember!”
You smiled at him.
He’s so cute, a blush forming on your cheeks at the thought.
The two of you scooped food onto your plates and then went into the living room to sit on the couch and eat.
“Want to watch Netflix?” he asked, picking up the remote, “there’s this Korean movie you should see.”
You nodded, half chewed kimbap in your mouth.
“Okay, sure.”
Then you remembered you had planned to ask him about the vacuum remnants in the trash. You figured now was as better as a time than ever.
You swallowed as he scrolled through the app on the tv. Why did it make you so nervous?
“Hey, Jungkook?” you started, “Can I ask you something?”
He stopped scrolling and turned to look at you, his cheeks puffy like a chipmunk from being stuffed with food.
He nodded in response, his big brown eyes wide waiting for what you were going to say.
You looked down at your food.
“I noticed, um, today when I was cleaning the guestroom… in the trash there was… like what looked like dust and dirt from a vacuum? And the past few times, it’s seemed like someone had cleaned before me? And it’s okay, it’s not that big of a deal,” at this point you were rambling, thinking maybe bringing up something so miniscule was silly, “I just was curious if I should know if something is going on or if I’m just imagining it? I don’t want to get in your business or anything, I don’t know, I’m probably just dumb…”
When you looked back up at Jungkook he had a panicked look on his face. He swallowed hard, his face turning red as a beet again, from the tips of his ears all the way down to his neck.
There was an awkward silence as he just stared at the floor, appearing deep in thought. Finally, he shut his eyes tightly and balled his hand up in a fist, placing it to his forehead in exacerbation.
“Aiiisshhh, you’re not dumb, it’s me. It’s me, I am the one cleaning before you get here.”
You cocked your head and furrowed your eyebrows. Okay, now you were really REALLY confused.
“But… why?”
He took a deep breath. He opened his eyes, but he still did not look at you. He just shook his head and moved some food around on his plate with his chopsticks. Then he mumbled something so quietly it was almost incoherent,
“Because… I thought if you did not have as much to do, it would make more time for you… to hang out with me.”
Oh.
Oh.
Well, that was not at all what you were expecting.
You felt your heart skip a beat, and butterflies in your stomach.
He finally looked up at you, a worried look on his face, his bottom lip between his teeth, a blush on your face now, too.
But you couldn’t help but let out a chuckle.
It was Jungkook’s turn to cock his head, a slight smile appearing on his face.
“Why-why do you laugh?”
“I don’t know, I guess because… because no matter how much I had to clean I still would have hung out with you afterwards,” you replied with a shrug.
A huge smile spread across his face, making wrinkles form around his eyes.
“Really?” he wondered.
You nodded.
“Well yes, of course,” then you pointed a chopstick at him, “Hey, who’s the pabo now??”
He shook his head, his long hair bouncing against his face. You suddenly got the urge to run your hand through it.
“Both me and you?” he suggested.
You rolled your eyes and laughed.
“Okay, okay, fine.”
There was a pause and you looked back down at your plate before softly saying, “Honestly though, Jungkook, I really do… enjoy spending time with you.”
Then you shoveled a heap of noodles in your mouth before you could embarrass yourself even more.
But there really was no need to feel embarrassed because Jungkook didn’t take his eyes off you, and the big smile never left his face as he said,
“I really do, too (y/n).”
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HCS FOR PROF? 👀
OkayokaySO!
-He has TERRIBLE aim. Cannot get anywhere CLOSE to victory on aim-based things. He’ll say he’s decent at bowling and get a gutter ball in the first five seconds
-Also he’s actually decently strong!! He can’t, like, lift three people at once or anything, but He Can Dig!
-Also he’s absolutely autistic and I’m right. Him [handshake] Olivia: yellow color palette autistic characters
-Prof tumblr user <////3 https://prftd.carrd.co/ here’s his carrd,
-On a similar note: he’s read Homestuck :(. He’s never cosplayed from it, though
-Things that are true about him in high school: he lost his retainer at least once, he did competitive longjump, and he started watching naruto but never finished it
-He used to be a Girl Scout! That’s where he got a lot of his niche skills from
-That’s also where he got his fear of fire from! He. May have fallen into a campfire. Understandably, it stuck with him a little
-Also when meowbeamed he’s an orange tabby!!
-This toad is gay and trans and there is Nothing you can do about it <3
-The head of his shovel screws off, and he’s scared of spiders so he’ll unscrew the shovel and use the handle+stick to poke at Spider Spots
-He puts on those “explaining the lore of [video game]” videos as background noise when he’s grading stuff!
-Also when he was still a student it was really obvious when he was just writing words and not Writing With Effort because he was decent at just getting essays done acceptably without much effort, it was just way too obvious of a difference when he actually cared about the topic
-I think he’d like salamanders :]
-He’s not fond of needles, so instead of injections he uses gel for his testosterone
-ALSO I STAND BY “PROF HAS VISIBLE PRIDE FLAGS IN HIS CLASSROOM SO HIS LGBT STUDENTS FEEL MORE SAFE”
-He’s horrible at memorizing lyrics </3 rip :(
-On the topic of “prof and djt friendship” i do think they’d do escape rooms together :]
-Also? I don’t think prof would really play many video games but if he did play the “stardew valley animal crossing that whole genre” games, he’d probably focus on Completing Things, like, completing the museum and repairing the community center, instead of building relationships with the townspeople
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Jim and el going to go see billy play basketball at school and billy being so surprised cause no one has ever gone to go see him play
♥ I. LOVE. THIS. SO. MUCH. ♥
Ohmydear okay okay so i’m imagining Billy like, basically never talking about games. He’ll say he’ll be back late some nights and when Hop asks he’ll just cite: “Basketball.”
And that’s it. Just says it casually and nonchalantly and then leaves w/ his duffel.
 And Hop was totally in some kind of sport in high school. Like football or something. He knows they have games and stuff it's just… Billy never mentions them and Hop doesn't really wanna step on toes or anything. He's still learning and he doesn't wanna suffocate the boy.
Except….
One week Billy seems extra tired and stressed and bratty. He's rushing out of the house after grabbing an apple and Hop calls after him: "where's the fire, kid?"
Billy takes the apple out of his mouth.
"I've got extra practice all this week. There’s a major game this Friday and coach said there might be a scout and….. Yeah." Billy shrugs and runs out the door.
But Billy keeps talking about this game. Comes home tired as all hell and flops on the couch and rants for a good half hour about it. About how the coach has been pushing them so hard and it’s such a major game and he keeps telling them the team can’t screw it up. Or in the morning he’ll shovel cereal into his face and speak w/ his mouth full about how they need to destroy this team on Friday bc they’re their biggest rivals and “What’s gonna happen if this scout notices me? I kinda hope he notices me. Should I hope he notices me?”
And so it takes Hop until about Wednesday morning before he decides they need to go. Billy has never told him when games were but he won’t stop talking about this one, won’t stop freaking out about it, won’t stop getting genuinely excited about it, hopping around after he comes home from practice one day pretending like he’s still playing basketball and then riling himself up.
So when Billy leaves the cabin for school on Wednesday, Hop turns to El and says: “Do you want to go to the basketball game this Friday?”
El tilts her head.
“What basketball game?”
“Billy’s.”
“They let us go?!” She asks, eyes wide with excitement.
“Yeah, we should go support him.”
She nods her head excitedly.
And so when Billy is out late for practices, Hop comes home w/ a posterboard and some paint and they sit at the table and paint a little sign for Billy (they have to wait till he gets home and passes out to go digging through his gym bag to figure out what number he is).
And so when Billy sends them both a farewell before heading off to the game, Hop and El wait a few minutes before Hop breaks out the face paint, paints little whiskers on El’s cheeks, lets El paint little paw prints on his own, and then grab their poster and jump into the car and head out for the gym.
And when they get there, a little early to find a seat, they recognize a couple of familiar faces scanning the bleachers.
“I cannot believe you dragged me out to a basketball game.” Robin’s voice drawls, arms crossed but slight fear in her eyes bc wow too many people.
“C’mon, Billy’s been talking about it all week I had to come, he never talks about games. And I couldn’t go alone. Plus you guys are totally friends, whether you admit it or not.” Steve responds, busy searching for a seat.
“I tolerate him for you.”
“You guys gang up on me all the time!”
“I mean, sure, we bond over messing with you, but-” Robin turns her head, irritated with all of these faces looking at her when she sees: “Is that El? Hey!”
And El runs up to Robin to say hi to her and Steve, Hopper walking up behind her and they all 4 find a seat together and if you don’t think they leave a trail of slightly confused and gossipy whispers behind them then you are greatly mistaken bc basically the whole gym has broken out into ‘Hey, isn’t that Chief Hopper? What’s he doing here?’ ‘I think he’s Hargrove’s foster dad or something.’ ‘I heard he’s actually Billy’s biological dad and Hop finally got custody back.’ ‘Is that THE Steve Harrington? What’s he doing w/ Band Geek Buckley?’ ‘They worked at that ice cream shop before the mall exploded. Now they’re at Family Video.’ ‘Wow, he’s really hit bottom if he’s coming back to school to watch a basketball game w/ the Chief of Police. How fucking weird.’
But the little group of 4 doesn’t (really) notice bc they’re chatting away about how Billy has been so excited and nervous about this game and how there’s a scout here and “D’ya think he might get a scholarship for basketball, Hop?”
And ohmydearmeDUDES imagine they announce the team all excitedly w/ lots of grandeur and lights and the boys running out of a big paper tiger head or something and Billy gets the loudest applause of all bc of fucking course he does, people both love and hate him but he’s the best player on the team and you just… you HAVE to clap for Billy Hargrove. And so Billy isn’t surprised at the cheers he’s getting, it’s the biggest game of the year and everyone is here, except none of his friends ever show up. It’s not Jonathan’s or Nancy’s or Robin’s scene, Carol and Tommy have stopped coming since Tommy got kicked off the team at the beginning of the year, and Billy doesn’t really talk to anyone else. He doesn’t bring up his games to anyone, either, bc he doesn’t wanna sound like he’s needy or something.
So he’s not expecting to see anyone he cares about in the stands. He’s just letting his heart flutter wildly with his nerves as he riles up the crowd and pumps his fists and puts on a show like he’s not scared as all hell for this game when…
When...
When he sees a sign that says: Go Billy! on it w/ little paw prints and his number in the corner.
No one makes signs specifically for him that don’t also include some sort of lewd remark.
So he shifts his eyes down and sees-
Oh my god no way they came.
It’s El, smiling the biggest, brightest, widest smile, little blue whiskers on her face, eyes crinkling up. Next to her is Hop, clapping happily with his eyes so full of pride Billy’s gonna drown. To the other side of El is Robin, clapping a little slower with a smirk that says You better be real damn grateful i’m subjecting myself to this for you.
And then Steve, cheering and whooping and clapping and smiling and he sends Billy a little wink and Billy is melting he’s absolutely falling through the earth bc what the fuck they actually came I didn’t think they would actually come.
His crazy, cocky facade falls and he starts running up to where they’re sitting, a couple rows back from the front, fully ready to tackle them in hugs or something, ask what they’re doing here and why they came and just ohmygod I’m so glad they came I can’t believe they’re here-
When his teammate grabs a hold of the back of his jersey and pulls him back towards the court with a “Where you going, Hargrove? The game’s this way!”
And so Billy shoots the boy an irritated look before looking back towards his family they’re my family my family is here with a wave and a genuine smile and all of the warmth boiling in his heart.
And Billy does GREAT. They destroy the other team and Billy as always is the one they praise the most and everyone is crowding around him and rushing out onto the court to congratulate him but he pushes himself out of the crowd and doesn’t pay attention to anyone because his family is here and El is standing there waving with her sign and asks: “Did you do it?”
Bc she’s still confused on how basketball works (Hop tried to explain the rules to her while Steve tried to explain the rules to Robin and they were both very lost, though El was a lot more interested than Robin was) and Billy scoops down to hug her and say: “Yeah, we did alright.”
And they all laugh and Billy ignores everyone but his family as he goes to grab his bag and they head out, Billy telling them he has to go back to the locker room with his team to get the after game notes from his coach “-but after that we should like… get ice cream or something.”
Hop nods. “Sounds like a plan.”
And so after the coach tells them good job and gives them their final notes on the game, Billy takes a super quick shower and runs back outside and sees Steve standing there, hands in his pockets, leaning against the side of the gym.
Billy smiles wide.
“Congrats out there, Tiger. You really did take my throne, didn’t you?”
“C’mon, I had it before you left.” Billy shoves Steve’s shoulder and they walk.
“You… you did real good out there. Think the scout noticed you?”
Billy shrugs. “I dunno, the coach hasn’t said anything about it yet. He just told us to celebrate this weekend.”
Steve nods, about to say something else when Billy shoves him behind another building where the lights are out and kisses him silly against the wall, the faint sound of the still cheering and chanting team somewhere behind them, the drumline doing cadences into the night as Billy kisses Steve like he’s starved. Always kisses Steve like he’s starved.
“Thanks for coming, Princess.” Billy whispers against Steve’s throat once they’ve pulled away.
“I know it meant a lot to you. Wouldn’t miss it for the world.”
And so they meet up with everyone at their respective cars and head out for ice cream together and Hopper says “You did great, son.” over his own cup of ice cream and Billy is trying so hard to stay cool but let me tell you, the boy is beaming over this praise and love and he’s answering all of El’s questions about basketball and he’s helping Robin pick on Steve and it’s heaven.
And now can we all just IMAGINE El saying Max should come along to the next game. And then the next game Max brings Lucas, who brings Dustin who brings Mike who brings Will. And then the NEXT game where Will is like: “You’re his friend too! I know you don’t like sports games but Robin comes so you can come too.” to Jonathan who comes along w/ Nancy and then Hop brings Joyce and Billy has a whole damn SECTION just for his family and friends who are all cheering him on in their own ways and they ALWAYS go out for pizza or ice cream afterwards (Mike and Dustin will say they tag along just for the food after the game and Billy will flick their ears when they say it)
And it’s just so NICE. and LOVELY. And BILLY HAS A FAMILY WHO LOVES HIM AND SUPPORTS HIM AUGH.
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Beef and Dairy Network starter sentences
“It’s an odd feeling, bashing your friend’s head in as fireworks go off.”
“Every reflection is a new sin.”
“If there were hoofed animals on Mars we’d know about it by now!”
“When you die the ledger will be shut—but will it be balanced?”
“It’s fascinating watching a middle aged scientist fight off ten wolves with a chair leg.”
“Now that we know what s/he truly is there’s no way we can allow him/her to return to society.”
“I’m hiding in a cellar in a cardboard box....!”
“You can slam my dick in the door of a van but you can’t take away my dreams of ______.”
“S/he is going to have to watch tears of blood dry on my innocent face.”
“Why is there a pig in every room of my house?”
“S/he will kill me in my sleep.”
“You would be anonymous meat, I cannot express that enough.”
“It’s really hard when there’s a thousand beady eyes looking back at me waiting for me to die.”
“Introducing your genitals to milking machinery could lead to shame, serious injury, death and lots of spoiled milk.”
“Curse these mammalian lips!!! I wish I had a beak!!!!”
“This promotional video from 1958 will explain everything.”
“S/he/It’d lure you in for a cuddle and then snap your neck.”
“Rich beef sausages.”
“You can run but ______ will find you. S/he/it will go to the ends of the world to get what is owed.”
“You’d be minced within seconds.”
“If you can’t open your eyes I’ll help you; I’ve got some industrial strength bleach that I’d be happy to pour into your eyes if that’ll help.”
“______ is a double tough bastard.”
“We had to use a snow shovel to get the body out of the crime scene.”
“It’s an absolute fucking nightmare!!!”
“When you hear _____ that’s the screech of a thousand murderers.”
“Never turn your back on a hog.”
“This is very....very painful and very....very slow.”
“Before the slaughter all I had on my hands was time.”
“What can they possibly do to me? I am bankrupt, I am disgraced, I am living in my car. I am untouchable.”
“It took quite a few months to figure out exactly what happened to them.”
“What were you doing in my garden at 11:30 last night?!?”
“It was believed that if a bird/____ took your eyes then they were good and honest.”
“It’s a killer whale sized cow.”
“Worry not my child, it’s nothing more than forest beef.”
“I was trying to be comforting and sound profound but honestly I don’t know what’s going on.”
“Open your heart to me—again not just in a spiritual sense but actually open your heart to me. I’ve got a bone saw that’ll make short work of the sternum.”
“S/he was both dangerous and adorable, like a ____ in a bonnet.”
“Stab a pig with a bread knife.”
“I’ve never picked a fight with someone and not been prepared to go into their house at night and drop a radiator on their head.”
“I’d rather see my colleagues torn apart by wolves.”
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High Expectations - ch2
Ok, I’m already regretting setting myself the art challenge.  It’s hard.  Huge kudos to all you artists out there.  Still, the clue for me should have been in the word ‘challenge’.  No, I don’t know why Alan’s hand is a different colour to the rest of him and shading features is pretty much impossible.  Maybe by the end of the fic I’ll have got the hang of it.  I might have to pick and easier idea for the next chapter
Huge thanks to @willow-salix​ for all the read throughs and pointers.
Earlier parts: One
Chapter Two
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The early light of dawn was just visible around the curtain edges in the lounge.  The reflected light off the large screen projection illuminated the figures staring avidly at the screen with a soft blue glow.  The occasion had been deemed worthy of setting up the large cinematic screen meaning the whole glittering spectacle filled nearly a whole wall of the generously proportioned room.
 Jeff sat back in an aged leather armchair shipped specially from Kansas.  The form of it had moulded to his body by the passage of many years although he rarely had time to relax in it now.  Across the room Virgil and John, both on vacation from university, book-ended the sofa; a sleek designer affair that manged to combine both style and comfort.  Both looked sleepy and a little unfocussed.  Virgil had never been a fan of early mornings and it was entirely possible that John hadn’t actually made it to bed yet if he had spent the night engrossed in the stars.  His youngest son, still a child and growing into his talents, sat on the floor leaning back against the sofa rather than sitting on the chair itself.  In Alan’s hands was a cup of popcorn chosen especially for the cinematic treat.  He sat there in rapt awe, barely blinking as he popped piece after piece of white fluff into his mouth.  Jeff nursed his own mug of inky black coffee.  The aroma of the beans filling the space around him with a rich warmth.
 At last the moment they had been waiting for arrived.  Team USA marched into shot; processing around a stadium half a world and many time zones away.  Ranks of the chosen few strode across the screen in all their athletic glory.  The athletes were bedecked in pristine white trousers and shirts topped with navy blue blazers.  Red trim to the lapels completed the patriotic ensemble.   The young men and women chosen to represent their country trailed behind the flag bearer, their lines arranged with military precision. Jeff rather thought the effect was spoiled by the individuals walking out of step with each other and waving to the crowd in the surrounding stadium.  It jarred with his Air Force history which much preferred the uniformity of troops marching smartly in time.
 A squeal broke through his internal criticism of the scene.
 “There he is! There he is!”
 Alan’s voice, still high pitched in its youth, filled the space with an exuberant joy. The cup of popcorn was tilting dangerously towards the floor as the youngest of five spotted his next in line.
 The fourth Tracy son crossed the screen and disappeared out of sight in a matter of seconds and Jeff was forced to pause, rewind and replay the footage several times before Alan had got his fill of the sight.  
Gordon looked happy.  Happier than he had done for weeks.  Happy didn’t do justice to the beaming, grinning individual with sandy blonde hair slightly tinted by chlorine who strode between his fellow countrymen and women. He seemed to bounce along, riding the waves of the atmosphere that swirled around the stadium.  
 Jeff had seen little of his second youngest son lately despite technically living in the same house.  Both had demanding schedules; one filled with work and business meetings, the other filled with school and pool training.  The moment school had finished Gordon had been whisked away to the pre-games training camp, missing both his high school graduation ceremony and the senior prom. The young man on the screen was almost a stranger and definitely an enigma to him.
 Jeff’s eldest three sons were of a mind-set he could understand.  They were studious, clever, indeed highly gifted in their chosen fields.  He had been immensely proud when Scott had been accepted to Yale and then followed him down his own career path into the Air Force.  The young man was making quite a name for himself in the service if the regular updates sent through by old colleagues were to be believed; he had already been promoted to First Lieutenant and it looked like he would soon be a Captain.  Virgil excelled in engineering but also retained a quiet compassion that allowed him to see the world as more than just a set of variables and constants to be manipulated.  John had followed him to the stars and Jeff had no doubt that his quietest son could follow him out of Earth’s atmosphere and beyond just a theoretical study of space travel if he so desired.
 Gordon was evidently gifted too but in a direction he couldn’t quite comprehend. Physical ability was a facet he appreciated and even John had submitted to his requirement for regular structured exercise.  But a strong body needed to be a vessel for a keen mind and Gordon just hadn’t shown any particular leanings towards an academic field.
 He was as proud as any father could be that a son of his had reached the Olympics and at such a young age but he still worried for his son’s future prospects.    
 A sigh from the floor broke through his contemplations.
 “I wish we could have been there for the opening ceremony.”
 “Now Alan, we’ve been through this.  Gordon’s heats don’t start for another week.  I’ve got us tickets to his events and we will be there to see him compete in person but I just cannot spare the time to take you out there for the whole duration of the Games.”
 “But Virgil could have taken me.  Or John.” The voice was a petulant whine now.
 “Virgil and John might be on summer break but they both still have work to do.  The last thing either of them need is to be responsible for you at the biggest international sporting event in the world. Watching sport has never been your thing before.  It’s normally hard enough to prise you away from those video games you play.”
 Both Virgil and John looked infinitely relieved that neither of them was expected to be responsible for an excitable young teenager in a foreign country.  It was bad enough taking him bowling or to the cinema. Alan seemed to be well and truly gripped by Olympic fever, hence them all watching the live coverage of the opening ceremony at some hideous time of the morning rather than watching a recording at a more socially acceptable hour.  It seemed to mean so much to their youngest brother to get the chance to watch out for Gordon live that they hadn’t had the heart to refuse.  It was just as well Gordon had had his few seconds of glory on screen otherwise Alan would have been beyond devastated not to have seen him.  
 “But it’s the Olympics.  And it’s Gordon.”  As if this explained everything.
 “And you will get to see Gordon compete in every race he is in when we fly out next week. Even Scott has managed to arrange some leave so he can join us.  Gordon will be well supported.”
 Alan huffed slightly in response but went back to staring at the screen, the popcorn once again being shovelled in as figures from all nations strode across in a seemingly never ending stream of competitors.
 Once it became clear that Team USA would not be making another appearance Virgil and John sloped off.  Virgil to reclaim his bed, John to find his for the first time that sleep cycle having reverted to a near nocturnal pattern without classes to drag him away from his beloved stars.  Both had willingly joined the spectators in the lounge but the time difference left a lot to be desired and both were exhausted after a long and difficult semester. Jeff followed after but for him the destination was to work rather than bed.  Alan was soon left to watch the conclusion of the carefully choreographed spectacle alone.
 xoxoxox
 Virgil padded towards the kitchen, he socks making no sound on the hardwood floor. He could almost forget that there was anyone else in the apartment.  He had barely seen his brothers all day and Jeff was still at the office.  John had spent much of the day sleeping after grumbling that the city skies really hadn’t been worth staying up for.  He assumed Alan was engrossing in another gaming session. Part of him wondered if he ought to have a word with their dad; his youngest brother seemed to spend an unhealthy amount of time hooked up to a console.
 He paused at Alan’s door, taking a moment to take in the view through the crack. Rather than being strapped into a VR headset as expected, Alan was instead sprawled on his bed.  A screen was propped up on his knees.  The murmured one sided conversation suggested a video call rather than another game.  He wasn’t normally one to eavesdrop but curiosity overcame Virgil as he wondered who on earth Alan could be talking to.  He didn’t talk about any particular school friends and beyond Grandma they had no family to speak of.  He stayed to one side of the doorway out of sight and listened.  If he stood absolutely still he could just about pick up the other voice on the line.
 “The stadium looked huge.  What was it like?  Did you get some photos for me?”
 “Yeah, it’s massive.  Kinda makes be glad I’m not in the track and field events.  No photos though, we couldn’t take cameras in to the opening ceremony.  We didn’t even get to see the show afterwards, just lots of waiting around to go in then straight back to the Village after.  You probably saw more than I did.”
 Gordon then. He figured it must already be the next morning for their absent athlete.
 “Aww. We saw you, y’know.  Who was the cute blonde you were next to?”
 Virgil smirked.  For all he might bounce like an excited puppy Alan was evidently growing up and the hormones were kicking up.
 “Which one? Amber the high jumper or Brad the hockey player?”
 “Amber, I’ll leave Brad to you.  Think you can introduce me when we’re over there?”
 “No chance. Firstly, she already has a long term boyfriend.  And secondly, you’re about five years too young for that sort of stuff.”
 “Hey, I’m not that young.  Not that you’d think it the way things go round here.  There’s something going on and Dad won’t tell me about it.  Since John and Virgil got back Dad keeps having meetings with them in the study.”
 “Rather them than me.  You know as well as I do the study only means bad news.”
 “I don’t think so.  And since when has John ever been chewed out over anything.  It’s not like he ever missed curfew or turned in a bad report card. I don’t know what’s going on but this place is full of secrets.  They all just treat me as a kid though, like I wouldn’t understand.”
 “Try not to worry about it Al.  Why don’t you get John to help you finish that sim you were coding?”
 “Maybe. He just seems so busy though.”
 “Look, I’ve got to go, I’ve got training soon.  I’ll try and call same time tomorrow if that works for you.”
 “Sure.”
 “Don’t forget to eat your vegetables and clean your teeth.”
 “Yes Mom. Now don’t you need to go put some water wings on.”
 “Cheeky brat. Speak to you tomorrow.  Bye.”
 “Bye Gordo.”
 Virgil watched as the screen was put to one side, the smile sliding off of Alan’s face, before continued his journey to the kitchen to grab a drink.  That brief conversation with Gordon was more words than he had heard out of his youngest sibling in one go since he had arrived back home.  He had put it down to sullen teenage moods but evidently Alan could be quite chatty when he wanted to.
 Alan was clearly missing Gordon.  The youngest two had always been close.  Despite Gordon technically being closer in age to John than Alan the sibling friendship pairings hadn’t worked out that way.  Virgil realised how little he knew about the youngest pair beyond Gordon’s swimming.  Since when had Alan been able to code simulations? And what sort of simulations?
 He shrugged it off as a conundrum for another day.  They would be flying out to the Olympics in just a few days and he wanted to get a project plan sent off to his supervisor before that happened.  The meetings with Jeff, which Alan had evidently picked up on, had changed the direction of his post-grad project and he wanted to get the revisions in before travelling.  Bonding time could happen once the work was completed.
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Earth Day Surprises
A/N So here I am bringing another Luna oneshot inspired by Earth Day and Kirsten’s Pie Chart and well, I usually get ideas for fics on dates like this and never write them but today I had the time so yeah. 
This could work as part two of Birthday wishes BUT could also be read as one installment. Uhm, btw, I might also have an idea for how Luna’s birth went down so that’s why there’s a nod to that story at the end, would you like to read it?
Pairing: Penelope Garcia x Luke Alvez
Warnings: None, I think.
Word count: 2647 (Oof I usually write like 900w)
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It was a Wednesday morning and the smell of pancakes invaded the Alvez home, it was a rare occasion where they could be together during the morning on a weekday but then again these were rare times, Penelope shook her head trying not to think about what was going on and calling her daughter who was getting dressed in her bedroom.
“Baby, breakfast is ready” Penelope called for her while pouring herself a cup of coffee and sitting on the stool waiting for her.
It took five year old Luna a good ten minutes till she appeared in the kitchen wearing denim overalls, a hat and gardening boots, she had asked her mom to braid her hair first thing in the morning before she even brushed her teeth and Penelope happily agreed to do so, she looked adorable in the outfit and carrying Sergio in her arms.
“It’s Earth Day, mommy! I put a sticker on my calendar so I wouldn’t forget!” She announced with a big smile on her face and the cat jumped to go and eat from his bowl.
“It is indeed, I’m happy you’re excited” Penelope mirrored the smile on her daughter’s face, ever since she knew she was going to be a mom she wished to raise her to be earth-friendly, Luke had jumped on board with the idea and they had done a good job so far.
“I want to see if my seeds are finally good to pot them” She exclaimed happy while she climbed on the stool beside her mom “And I want to water all my plants and I want to play in the garden, I also want to pick flowers and see if any more lemons have grown and see if the butterfly has left the cocoon, OH, I WANT TO PLAY FOSSILS” Luna was overly excited about the day ahead.
“Ok, my little explorer, but to do all those things you need energy, now eat your pancakes” She pushed the plate that was Luna’s towards her and she immediately dug in, it took a moment for Roxy to stood on the counter hoping they’d share their food, which made Luna realize someone was missing.
As she looked around she confirmed Luke was nowhere in sight and with a furrowed brow she asked “Where’s daddy?” 
“He had to go to work but only for a few hours” Luna eyes shot up “He’s not going anywhere, I promise”
“He’s not supposed to leave the house” She informed her mom while she took a sip of her orange juice.
“Your aunt Emily really needed him to go besides he’s going to pick up food, we cannot starve and you need lots of veggies and fruits so you grow super strong”
“We should grow them in our yard!” Penelope had a knowing smile but remained silent “I need all the vitamins to be super strong so I can rescue animals, mommy” Recently Luna was determined to be a veterinarian and it made both of her parent’s happy to see her discovering what she wanted to be, maybe she would change her mind or maybe not but either way seeing her being so passionate about animals was endearing.
“Ah, yes, you will need vitamins but also you’ll need to go to college and for that you need to do today’s schoolwork” As the words left Penelope’s mouth, Luna’s face showed no interest.
“I did it yesterday! Today’s Earth Day” She now had a pout and stopped eating.
“Sorry to inform you, sweetheart but even today we do schoolwork, you’re learning to do sums, isn’t that exciting?” Penelope finished her pancakes and went to put her plate on the sink.
“It is not, I already know how to do that, two plus two equals four” Penelope smiled at her “Seven plus two equals nine” She tried to impress her mom.
“Good! You are doing great, baby, but you have to keep on practicing so you can do bigger sums”
“I know how to do that, I even know how to multiply, 13 times 379 equals 4927” Luna said with determination and a huge grin on her face seeing her mom was finally impressed,  Penelope feigning surprise, she came closer to her daughter while she put on a surprised face.
“You, my little precious girl” She tapped Luna’s nose with her finger “Memorized that from Matilda, you and your daddy watch it all the time” Luna’s face fell as she made complaint noises “You have an amazing memory, I’ll give you that” 
“Thirteen plus eight equals…” She quickly counted with her fingers “Twentyone”
“That’s  right, I tell you, you keep practicing and you’ll get even better” The little girl sighed “Today your teacher wants to do a video call with you and your friends, that’s exciting” Luna’s face lit up and she finished  her pancakes ready to start her day.
A few hours later, Luna had done her schoolwork with her mom working beside from her laptop, so whenever she needed help she could easily ask.
The five year old had a Zoom meeting with the rest of her classmates and teacher, it was a sweet sight for Penelope, she knew Luna missed going to school and seeing her friends, after all she took after her when it came to being social, she wasn’t that shy and reserved as her dad, Luna was always trying to be friends with other kids and told anyone who would listen stories about her life, whether it was about that time they visited her daddy’s family in New York or the new bird’s nest that was in her backyard, she had a way getting into conversations with anyone about anything.
A little before lunch, they all heard Luke’s truck pulling up on the driveway, Roxy immediately started barking and Luna ran to the window followed by Sergio who watched curiously outside.
“Daddy’s here” Luna wanted to open the door but her parents always told her she shouldn’t do that so she waited anxiously for her dad to come through the door but after a few minutes there was no sight of him.
“Come on, Lu, let’s go out back” She extended her hand and Luna happily took it as she jumped up and down wondering what was happening. 
On the sideway of their house, his dad truck was parked with two small trees on the back, Luke stood there waiting to see his girl’s reaction.
“Are we going to plant trees?” She asked with wide eyes to both of her parents.
“We are, we needed more additions to our tree family, what do you think?” Luke informed her and Luna started to jump up and down “Alright, I’m gonna go wash my hands and change my clothes and then I’ll come to take this to the garden, now go and choose with your mom a good place for them”
“YES!” Her parents laughed as she ran to the back of the garden, Roxy and Sergio following her to see what the fuss was all about
“Who would’ve thought our daughter loved Earth Day as much as she loves Christmas?” Penelope joked and Luke looked incredulously at her.
“With you as her mom, are you even surprised?” She raised her eyebrows “It’s not a bad thing, I actually love her being like this” Penelope watched as Luna grabbed her gloves and tried to put them up.
“Let me go and help her before she starts to dig in with her bare hands” She turned to Luke “Go and change, we have a long day ahead”
When Luke returned to the backyard his entire family was there, Luna and Penelope were already holding shovels and digging while Roxy was in a totally different spot digging a hole and Sergio watched all of them, unbothered as always.
“Daddy, we want them here” She looked up and beneath her hat, he could see her eyes shine with joy and some dirt on her cheeks.
“Wherever you want them, princess, now let me go and bring them” Luke proceeded to carry the small trees and the soil bags he had also bought.
They dug the holes and Luna was over the moon, seeing the new members of their garden, they had a picnic on their garden and then returned to work, once they planted the trees, she insisted on hugging them carefully so they would feel welcome in their new home.
“Ok, sweetheart, so this will be your tree” Penelope signaled the tree on the right “And many, many years from now we’ll come out here and we’ll see how much your tree has grown” She nodded excitedly unable to take the eyes off of it.
“And whose tree is this?” Luke wondered as he walked behind her wrapping his arms around her waist, she leaned back on his chest and sighed.
“Ours” He kissed her head and they continued the celebration.
“We have one more surprise for you, princess” At this statement Luna finally turned to pay attention to her parents.
“Daddy picked up some seeds so we can plant them and take care of them” Luna smiled big for a moment and then she looked sad “What’s wrong, Lu?” Penelope worried.
“Roxy chew my gardening tools the other week” As if Roxy knew exactly what she meant her ears bent down and whimpered.
“Ah, you see, we remembered that, and that’s why we got you a new set of gardening tools” Luna looked as if she was about to cry of happiness, something she had done before, just like her mom.
“And they’re yellow, my favorite color” She exclaimed as she took them from mom.
Luke bent down and whispered in Penelope’s ear “Wasn’t her favorite color, purple?”
“Oh, newbie, that was last week” She teased him and he laughed at the nickname he could never live down, not even as husband and wife, she would forget it “Now, let’s get to it”
They explained to her that the seeds were for different vegetables, and that if they took good care of them, they would be eat the vegetables from their produce. Luna had a journal, she made drawings but had her mommy writing in it which vegetables they were trying to grow and what date it was so they wouldn’t forget.
“How come you never ask me to write in it, Lu?” Luke asked as he crossed his arms and Luna told her mom exactly what to write.
“Your handwriting isn’t that good, daddy, but it’s ok, we can practice together so we have nice handwriting like mommy’s” Penelope laughed soundly and kept writing careful not to mess it up so Luna would still trust her with the task “Thank you for making this a great day, I love Earth Day, I want all Earth Days to be like this”
“Oh, you just ask, baby, I will fill this with trees if that’s what you want” Luke confessed to which his little girl just laughed and reached her arms up to him.
Luke picked her up, he wished Luna would always want him to hold her “I love you, daddy” She kissed her cheek and yawned.
“También te amo, corazón” He kissed her hair and put her down so she could go with Penelope.
“I love you, mommy” She hugged Penelope and Penelope, felt tears coming to her eyes, not once she took for granted how lucky she was to be Luna’s mom.
“I love you too, baby, with all my heart and soul, now, it’s time for a bath”
After they had dinner, bathed Luna and put her to bed, they also took a shower and had some leftover cake they all had baked the other day, a little after Luke found himself leaning on the doorframe, looking at the backyard, he remembered how when they got the house it was empty, it was just a bunch of dirt but Penelope had been so excited to turn it into somewhere nice so they could have people over, a few years later and they envisioned their own family being there and now actually enjoying it with their daughter was incredible.
“Penny for your thoughts?” Penelope stood beside him with a cup of tea.
“Just admiring the garden” He placed an arm on her shoulders and brought her closer to  him.
“It looks good, isn’t it? I always knew watching Yard Crashers would pay off” She joked and remembered how she would force Luke to watch it with her until he admitted he liked it too.
“The trees will look great once they grow a little bit more” He could picture both of them providing more shade.
“When I was little, my parents planted a tree and told me it was mine to take care of and to watch it grow and so I did” She swallowed “At one point all I had left of them was that tree, I tried to take it with me when I had to move out of the house but I obviously couldn’t but the new owners asked me about it and I told them the story so they kept it, and they told me that I could always go and visit it and it may sound silly but I did, I visited there, it was easier than going to the cemetery and I felt…” She trailed off as the tears came down “I don’t know, a connection to them, to my childhood, so that’s why I needed them to have their own tree”
Luke remained silent assimilating the story, she had never told him that before and he just took her in her arms and allowed her to cry, after a few minutes something clicked in his brain.
“Them?” He asked as he looked for her eyes, she was calmer.
“I’ve been having suspicions for a week and the other day I went to buy Tylenol for Lu, I bought a bunch of tests, they were all positive” The tears of sadness were now replaced by tears of happiness and relief, they’ve been trying ever since Luna had asked them for a baby brother, it had been almost ten months since, they went to doctors, they did tests and treatments.
“How far long do you think you are?” Luke was in shock and overwhelmed.
“I’m not sure, a month? Two? Maybe Santa Claus will make Luna’s wish come true instead of the birthday fairy” She cried and laughed at the same time, Luke locked his lips with hers, they’ve been looking forward to extending their family and the road hadn’t been an easy one but finally it was becoming a reality.
She melted in the kiss, feeling extremely happy to finally share the news with him, she wanted to tell him ever since she took the test a little before he arrived from Quantico, they were beginning another adventure and both were sure it was going to be absolutely amazing.
As they pulled apart their foreheads remained together “That’s why I asked for two trees, one for Lu and one for this little peanut” Penelope confessed and Luke grinned.
“Think about how excited Luna was for today, wait till we tell her she’s going to be a big sister” Luke couldn’t wait but he knew he had to wait for at least a few weeks.
“I know! She’ll have us counting down the days till the baby is here” She thought about her reaction and laughed.
Luke couldn’t keep his eyes off of her, after seeing her struggle so much with the treatments it was finally happening and he wanted to be there for her every second of it. His mind went back to the story of Luna’s birth and although now it was somehow funny, when it happened he was scared he might miss it but he wouldn’t let that happen again.
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currentfandomkick · 4 years
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Miraculous Team and the Batboys- Mundane Monday and Plot is Connecting Maybe
HEY so thank you all for waiting, puppy plus work being mobbed is hell, so this took forever to get brain power to write... oh well.
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Marinette was on guard when she came into class. Her meeting of the “End Gabriel Agreste” Club with its core four members—herself, Chloe, Nino and Sabrina—went well. They were now 15% away from their goal.
Apparently Felix snatched up 3% on his own and gave it to MDC while she was away. Apparently it was his way of a peace offering… or a bribe not to kill him on sight. She wasn’t sure which… yet.
Properly awake and with her favorite drink (blend of dark roast, cream and a tiny bit of Energy Mayhem Special) she was good for the day. Everyone had their usual orders in their seats.
She raised an eyebrow when she noticed a text from Red Robin on her phone, currently a rose and bird emoji label.
RR: So, scale of one to ten, how bad is it if I accidently figured out your partner?
Marinette took a deep breath at that, checked the classroom (Nino was off with Kitty Section debating how to fix the ‘off’ bit of the rift in Rose’s latest song—something about it not ‘punching right’ and Luka being busy with his other band, Chloe and Sabrina were currently fighting Bustier in her office, Alya was conspiring with the Girl Squad on Lila’s end since she wasn’t in, Max and Kim were obviously eavesdropping on that conversation while Nathaniel was off in his own world). Damian still hadn’t come in, and Adrien wasn’t in yet… she wondered if her Chaton was going to sleep in for once.
LB: Please tell me you haven’t told your team
She kept her breathing steady, not letting panic overtake. That would alert people she didn’t want knowing, to looking, which leads to suspecting and rumors and theories and she’d like to avoid that entirely—especially since she still can’t really lie.
RR: I have a feeling you would kick us all out if I did, so I haven’t.
Marinette sighed, tension leaving her shoulders.
LB: Good. Keep it that way as long as you can, okay?
RR: They’re detectives, once they have the pieces they’ll put it together… also, why is your team so easy to figure out?
Marinette winced at that.
LB: Dumb Magic Rules.
Like the one that training a wielder young will prevent corrupting them to use it for personal gain. Like the one where a Guardian cannot be a True Guardian until they connect to the entire Box or Set of kwami. Like the one where Fu can’t give up being Guardian until she’s fully fledged… and that means until she can reclaim the Nooroo and Dusuu and heal Dusuu’s miraculous. That when she does—when she does Fu is gone.
She kept her breathing steady. nothing that they wouldn’t see as Typical Marinette Fretting Over Orders… not that they knew she had those cleared for the month.
“Good morning Dupain Cheng.”
She put her phone away easily, quick to keep up Typical Marinette (no plotting or superheroing here, just Typical Marinette, Baker’s Daughter and Keeper of Secret Drink Menu).
“Hi Damian, how was your weekend?”
“Annoying.” She winced at that. He didn’t exactly have friends here, and time differences are a horrible strain on them… Maybe Ladybug should keep an eye on him… just in case. “I hope yours was adequate.”
She was really wondering who taught him French today… he was being less him and more… stuffy than usual.
“I just needed some time away...” Honestly, she needed a lifetime away from Bustier and Hawkmoth… Lila was manageable (now).
“I am glad you were able to then.”
She was wondering where her deskmate went and why he wasn’t looking at her… Maybe she overdid it last week? She—no. She is stopping her analysis brain from going off and---
“Hello Marinette,” grinned obviously Not-Adrien. Seriously—how did they all fall for it back then? Body language, facial tics, accent—its all wrong.
She narrowed her eyes, not aware that Damian was doing the same beside her.
“Aw, didn’t you miss me?”
Nino came over then, scrunching up his nose as they both could tell Fake Adrien Agreste from the real one with ease now.
“What are you doing here,” Nino was definitely tired… He was not applying his sleep schedule quiz results at all. She was so lecturing him… lunch. She could pencil it in for lunch after wrecking Felix for taking Adrien’s place for the day.
“Oh, good to see I-Love-You Girl isn’t the only one that grew a brain since I last saw you all.” Felix raised an eyebrow at Damian, lingering. Plotting. “You’re new.”
“American Transfer, leave him out of whatever’s going on in that thing you call a brain.” Marinette was not going to deal with an akuma over this. Nope. She was not dealing with that again—or a series of Akuma… God she was going to kill Felix personally if he did. Chloe was untouchable as the Mayor’s daughter, but him? She could take him down again.
“And where’s my bro?”
“Your precious Ladybug,” He sneered, “didn’t cast whatever she did last time, and he’s home sick since his allergies are acting up. I figured it’d be as good a time as any to pull our old switcheroo to keep his Father-Farthest away.”
Marinette twitched at that. She knew she was forgetting something… She sent a quick text to Red Robin.
LB: Why didn’t you tell me it was Mr. Pigeon irl, not video!
RR: …you thought I figured it out from a video?
Marinette rolled her eyes openly at her phone, ignoring Nino as he threatened Felix with his own brand of Bro Shovel Speech.
LB: detectives, most of our battles are caught a decent amount on video, and most of Paris knows that Mr. Pigeon makes him sneeze. Really not a hard recon.
RR: I think you are overestimating my willingness to watch amateur video at length when I can outsource.
Marinette huffed at that.
LB: So you trusted them to not miss major clues when you were all working on different things and would miss key connections?
RR: we’re on the same page as a team. Plus, I get better info filtered with my apps
LB: Magic Fucks Things Up
RR: I’ve noticed.
She looked up to see Damian staring ahead, and wondered if she did something, or didn’t or—NO! Bad Marinette—no going down Rumination Ruin until its time to sleep. She needs daytime for Plotting, Nighttime for Anxiety and Regrets to run wild.
She kept her attention forward when class began, pointedly Not Talking To The Gremlin but not busting him either—she wasn’t going to get Adrien in trouble. Bustier may not notice the abuse signs, but a few other teachers had, and were given the ‘heads up’ by Nino and Chloe and Sabrina.
Lila was the only one unaware of the switch when she left during lunch to drop off a few deliveries her parents asked her to handle when the rush hit. Mostly to one elderly home, and one to her favorite Rescues Only center.
(if she was seen cooing at Lord Murder—yes she knows that’s a Bad Name but the giant kitty amputee was named that years ago before she was found and stubbornly refuses all other names. So, Lord Murder (Never Lady, she hisses at that) it was.)
She blinked when she saw Damian walk in on her checking the Lord Murder’s prosthetic.
“Hey Damian.”
“Dupain Cheng.”
Marinette nodded in acknowledgement and hoped he didn’t catch her calling Lord Murder “the lord and master of murder, the most deadly kitty in existence, and yes, clearly the most cunning of kitties to manage to scratch Mean ol’ Jean with the new paw when it doesn’t even have claws, because you are The Lord Murder, kitty of cuteness and wrath to all unwanted bath times.”
He was watching her then. “Lord likes you.”
Marinette raised an eyebrow, as yes, her favorite rescue (sorry Chat) likes her. She’s the one who argued them into letting them try out prosthetics and handled the funding (officially as MDC) and may have gone overboard on checking everything from the fits and materials and… yeah, okay, she could admit that the giant fluffy Norwegian Forest home in a millisecond if it wasn’t for the health code violation (soon… Gina mentioned she might stop renting out her old house soon as the current group was only a quick temp and she didn’t want someone else living there that wasn’t like family… and something about her Lost Son using it for the moment. Maybe she could convince Maman and Papa to let her do house sitting is she breaks out the Kitten Eyes.)
“Yes. Yes she does.”
Then Lord slow blinked at Damian. She wasn’t sure if she sould be offended or worry her favorite might be adopted by someone else, or glad that it was a serial pet adopter that actually took care of their pets and would be just as nuts as her about making sure Lord Murder was happy and healthy.
“I see she likes you too.”
She could feel Tikki dying in her bag… yes, she was being… awkward. She got it…
“Anyways, I should get going, still have a delivery to do and all so…”
She didn’t, she just really had no idea how to broach the Awkward that was Damian Greyson at the moment.
“See you tomorrow.”
That got him to pause. “Tomorrow?”
“Uh, gymnastics for the rest of the day, making up for what I missed so…”
“If you see the Other Grayson, tell him he is not to hug you.”
Marinette raised an eyebrow. “I…” Brother, father, maybe cousin or legal guardian or friend of his father’s. Too many possibilities, too much to spiral on that she can’t right now. SO.
“O. okay then.”
“Good.”
Marinette waited for him to leave the room, looking at a Too Amused Lord Murder.
“Don’t you start with me, I know I’m a mess on a good day. And no, I’m not overthinking this time Lord, I’m planning, there’s a difference… And no, its not an Alya Plot.”
Those went sideways too fast.
She left with ease and froze at the text from Red Robin.
RR: Can we meet up tonight? No traces that way.
She sent a time and place and –If no akumas happen.
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THANK YOU ALL FOR WAITING. it has been a hellish time at work and extra shifts and war-zone lately on top of Precious Puppy Bonding and Care. As always, edits when I can get there and any comments or things you'd like to see expanded on more, leave a comment and I'll try to work it in if it flows.
As you can see, Plot Lines are converging soon.
Big Question though--what kind of Lila Exposed By Class do we want/are angling for? I can go legal or social backlash, blacklisting from Agreste brand, or some combo, or keep it a background element as I don't like how cannon Lila is written and the characters altered to make her bad lies work, so...
Other inquiry--do we want Dick to see Marinette take down someone (probably trying to rob her) on her way out of her gymnastics place on her way home using a few Obviously MIxed Gymnastics and Specific Brand of Martial Arts that feels oddly familiar to Nightwing who tells Red Robin and for him to groan as 'Coffee Angel, Why!' and then the next day its 'oh. Coffee Angel is also That Woman's Granddaughter. It all makes Sense now.' (as i hc Gina as probably busting a few drug, weapons, and human trafficking rings on occasion as how she met Jason back in the day) OR for him to only see the end as Nightwing and stare as she took them down and used her earbuds as 'makeshift handcuffs' while she's calling Sabrina as "I'm fine, no dodged their hits and yes i didn't get gassed this time... yes I'll let the medics look me over and no i'm not going to vanish before they get here unless Akuma, Yes if that happens i'll go to the hospital after--Look, i think i saw a shadow just move. I'm going on Akuma-mode now so... Thanks!" before running to meet up with Red Robin and have it take meeting Gina and looking between Gina and Marinette and how she responds to Jason trying to spar with her and then it clicks? I can go either way, but... Tim figures them out quick and straight up says at one point "I mean, Queen Bee after Style Queen, inverse colors... I've seen the multiverse, I had her pegged after seeing her in the bakery last week." All while Not Telling The Bats as Marinette's team doesn't even know and he has a feeling (correctly) she'll react Badly if she isn't the one to tell him before he comes clean, and ears her bolting as 'no support, team leader, and often absentee and likely disabled mentor, civilian life was a wreck for two years and her civilian safety net is only JUST reforming... hm. That's Famil--Oh.... well... wait until trust is there and let her move on that front, try not to set her off and offer help in what she'll allow--or risk pissing off the demi-goddess of creation and his Coffee Angel. Which he'd like to avoid, please and thank you.
Yeah, Tim is definitely going to Project on Marinette in this.
Also, I see Jason or Dick as Getting Marinette is InvolvedTM next... and Damian being the one to confirm the suspicions.
Prefer Jason Big Brothering or Dick "New Sister Mode Engaged" to suspect she's a temp hero? (Jason via Have You Seen Her in a Spar--and it's Gina's Granddaughter vs Dick 'Her Moves are Too Familiar, Maybe Ladybug uses her as a Body Double and trains her?' as the first Suspicion Arisen among the Bats.
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fotiathymos · 4 years
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Possibly unpopular opinion head canon thoughts? But I wanna ramble right now as I’m avoiding a thing. Got long under cut, you know the usual.
Galo is bisexual, biromantic, non-binary.
Lio is greyaro, homosexual, non-binary transman.
They just call themselves gay outta convenience. 
Galo is pro skirts but only the really loose and flowy ones and they gotta be slightly past the knee so they don’t tickle their leg hair and give a bother sensation. (If you ever felt that it feels bad imo) Lio is anti dresses and skirts and if he’s too warm he’ll just wear the most torn up jeans, with massive holes that he mine as well not be wearing any jeans. Lio does shave his legs cause then he can throw his legs into Galos face and be like ‘FEEL SMOOTH’ and then rub his own legs all day.
Lio walks around topless at home since he cannot do so outside as a pre-op boy. He doesn’t bind unless he’s dressing up in his frills. He does enjoy his punk clothes with leather but his go to night out for fun shirt is a frilly button down with lace princess sleeves. He 100% wiggles and flaps his arms around in those sleeves cause fuunnn. 
Opposite to Lio getting cold super easy. Galo gets warm and sweaty super easy. They hate feeling sweaty and sticky so thats why he is usually topless. He shaves his pits cause they don’t enjoy the feeling of tickly hair or the thought of it being more smelly. It could be 30F degrees out and they’re fine in a tank top. Lio has a video saved of Galo in only their boxers jumping straight into a massive snow pile. 
Meis, Gueira and Lio’s relationship is a polycule. They’ve decided to be platonic partners but call it ‘blood brothers’ cause it sounds cooler. They just all couldn’t bare the thought of not being together for the rest of their lives, especially after all they’ve been through. Galo was at first jealous of Meis and Gueira’s closeness to Lio and how they knew so much about him that Galo didn’t. It wasn’t a jealously of ‘Lio’s mine and only mine’ more of Galo’s self esteem issues of ‘why would Lio like me when he already has them?’. 
Most times Galo hangs out with Meis or Gueira is when Lio is also there. One night Lio has a bad meltdown, he takes off on a motorcycle into the desert and isn’t found for hours. Galo is down right freaking out and trying to control is own panic attack. After searching by himself for hours and then almost getting themselves into a crash, Galo calls for Meis and Gueira. Meis and Gueira unfortunately know this is something Lio’s done before. Gueira heads off alone to all the places he knows Lio might go to for alone time. Meis stays with Galo to calm them down. Galo confesses all their self doubts about how he’s horrible to Lio, all Galo’s ‘what ifs’ and Meis quickly shuts down all of them. Through an unfortunate circumstance Galo’s jealously towards Meis and Gueira subsides after realizing theyre just there for Lio as much as Galo is. That their friendship doesn’t downplay Galo and Lios platonic or romantic relationship. 
They do find Lio and shovel mint choco ice cream into his face while he cries and the cold grounds him from his episode. Galo even kisses him despite the gross mint covered Lio lips.
Meis and Gueira are not actually always with eachother 24/7. They both do a lot of their own things. Gueira being a sports junkie but having physical issues with his limbs giving out or cramping up at random times to the point he unfortunately isn’t allowed to play in real life teams, he goes into commentating. Being loud and talking fast is his specialty. He also loves e-sports and dives into video games after the Parnassus events left him bound to a bed for recovery. 
Gueira forced Lio and Meis to watch lets players online and try out different video games. Gueira quickly learned that Meis is the player to feel satisfied in just sabotaging anyone elses chances at winning even if Meis themselves lose, and that Lio is really really competitive. Gueira stopped having them all play verses games together after Meis screwed over Lio in Mario Party and they both stopped talking for a week. 
Gueira also is super good with kids!! He helps out the orphaned Burnish after the Parnassus events. He even went out of his way to start working on getting EMT and physical therapy training to help other kids with mobility issues that he himself has.
Meis is a WEEB. I know most fandom seems to make Gueira the anime nerd but Meis was into Visual Kei! They are into anime and j-fashion. Galo was excited to learn Meis enjoyed anime...til Galo found out what kind of anime. Anything blood, gorey, horror related was Meis’ thing. Hell Girl, Another, Corpse Party, Death Note, Devilman Crybaby, Elfen Lied. Meis can make a list of how horribly problem filled each one is but then love watching it. 
Meis also is super into the music scene. They built their own punk band after the Parnassus events with a couple other ex Mad Burnish members. Meis even plays for other bands sometimes. They’re a lead singer and guitarist in their own band but just instrument in others. They’re that type of person that can make a good beat played with anything just lying around. Mad Burnish camp songs were Meis jam on the days when they were on the run. 
..................I feel like I could go on forever haha but imma stop here for now. Thank for reading!
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chicagoindiecritics · 4 years
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New from Jeff York on The Establishing Shot: APPRECIATING THE SUBLIME NASTINESS OF STUART GORDON’S “RE-ANIMATOR”
Original caricature by Jeff York of David Gale and Jeffrey Combs in RE-ANIMATOR (copyright 2020)
With the passing of filmmaker Stuart Gordon this past week, I was inspired to re-visit his darkly comic horror film RE-ANIMATOR. A loose adaptation of H. P. Lovecraft’s horror short Herbert West – Reanimator, Gordon made it his own by amping up the comedy and the grotesque in equal measures for a modern horror classic. When it came out in 1985, America was settling into a comfortable groove with a second term of the Reagan administration, a nationwide obsession with music videos on MTV, and a steadying economy. Gordon likely wanted to shake audiences out of its complacency, and he did just that with his hellzapoppin horror show.
The film was probably too controversial by half to be anything more than a qualified hit at the time, but nonetheless it still had quite an impact. Not only did it achieve instant cult status, and lead to a number of sequels, but it cemented Gordon’s artistic reputation as a provocateur and set his film career up to continue to shock and awe. (He’d already done a lot of similar things in Chicago with his Organic Theater Company where, among other things, he introduced the world to the equally edgy playwright David Mamet when he produced his first play entitled Sexual Perversity in Chicago.) 35 years later, the chills and laughs Gordon put out for the world to see in RE-ANIMATOR still stand tall, and if anything, the entire enterprise seems even more outrageous than it did when it opened during that comfy and conservative Reagan era.
The idea of reanimating corpses wasn’t exactly the edgiest subject for the horror genre. Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein, which helped start the genre back in 1818, was about that very idea. Nor was excessive violence and gore new to films or even TV shows in the genre. The Hammer horror films dumped buckets of blood all over the screen in the ’60s. THE NIGHT STALKER made-for-TV movie in 1972 pushed the boundaries of violence transmitting into people’s homes with its tale of a vampire on the loose in Las Vegas. And God knows that John Carpenter was raked over the coals by critics for the spectacularly graphic deaths in his remake of THE THING in 1982. RE-ANIMATOR didn’t do anything all that new by being excessively violent. What was novel about it was how viciously it was employed, and how glibly. It was gross, sure, but mostly, it was served with a sense of humor.
In a word, RE-ANIMATOR was nasty.
Nasty in tone, look, and physicality, not to mention its treatment of death, the medical community, patriarchal society, ingenues, and yes, the classic hero’s journey. It was a sniggering and snide middle finger to propriety, daring audiences to watch, laugh, and stay till the end of a film wall-to-wall with outrage. Some did, some didn’t. I had to chase after my date who walked out during it due to being so offended. I returned the next day to see it on my own. It was a very polarizing movie.
The story concerned a brilliant but certifiably cuckoo medical student named Herbert West (Jeffrey Combs) who has invented a reagent that can re-animate deceased bodies. He pulls his classmate and roommate Dan Cain (Bruce Abbott) into his twisted world when cat Rufus ends up dead by accident and West brings it back to life with his DayGlo green goop. Unfortunately, the lovable personality of the frisky feline doesn’t return as easily as his body. Instead, the sweet kitty’s personality is replaced by a savage and mutated one, a zombie-cat driven by bloodlust. As the two roomies dig deeper into experimentation with reanimation, human bodies start to pile up all over campus, all becoming as vicious as poor Rufus. It’s a film with a pretty sizable body count, one that ends with most of the cast dead, or at least dead for the moment. Dr. West’s formula glows in the dark in the final fade to black.
Combs gave one of the greatest horror film performances ever, a snide sociopath somewhere between Tony Perkins’ boyishness and Christopher Lee’s silken menace.  West was arrogant, tart-tongued, and incapable of even showing a speck of human empathy, By the end, he’s not become a better person one iota. Instead, he’s grown even more obsessed and dangerous. And he’s the lead. (Gordon was all but taunting Joseph Campbell, if not Robert McKee.)
Dan, while a cliched handsome hero in appearance, is little more than a feckless fool throughout. West all but leads him by the nose the entire time. Dan’s girlfriend Megan (Barbara Crampton) is introduced as a sweet, innocent girl and then promptly gets pulled into one humiliation after another. She’s bamboozled by Dan, has to watch her kind father, the dean of the school (Robert Samson), die and then turn into a vicious zombie. West treats her with derision, and the film’s villain Dr. Carl Hill (David Gale) will spend the entire hour and 45-minute running time trying to get into her pants. Today, they’d give her a Katniss Everdeen moment or two to counter such victimhood, but not in ’85.
RE-ANIMATOR is a film that at every beat of its story, exuded in its politically incorr ect attitude Gordon, and his fellow screenwriters Dennis Paoli and William J. Norris threw all the sacred cows out the window or against the wall. (Literally and figuratively, truly.) Rufus’ death is played for grisly laughs. So are all the human deaths. The story also ridicules people in mental institutions, padded cells, and morgues. The character of Megan’s father goes from a sweet, caring man to a drooling, lobotomized caricature in about 10 minutes. And to justify its adult rating, Megan ends up nude for a great deal of the third act. It should be noted too that the film has no problem lingering on Crampton’s comely figure either, including her pubic region. The film takes no prisoners and laughs all the way to the dank.
Most horror comedies tend to play more cute than cruel, like BEETLEJUICE, GHOSTBUSTERS, and ZOMBIELAND. RE-ANIMATOR, however, emphasizes humor that often plays as mean as the bloodletting. Nowhere is this more evident than in how Gordon treats the film’s villainous Dr. Hill. When West catches him trying to steal his reagent, he attacks him with a shovel, and then for good measure, decapitates him too. Still, Hill stays in the picture. The lascivious villain is reanimated and soon both his head in a pan, as well as his foot shorter body, are plotting more nastiness.
The film ends with a phantasm of violence and craziness, chock full of multiple corpses attacking and spraying blood and guts around like the top was left off of a Cuisinart. Yet, even that over-the-top ending cannot compete with the single most memorable set piece in the film. That is when Dr. Hill’s decapitated head tries to, ahem, give head to Megan as she’s strapped to the slab. (Thankfully, my girlfriend left before that scene!)
When the film was originally presented to the review board, it received an X rating because of such scenes, as well as its violence. Gordon trimmed some bits and pieces here and there to scale back such offenses, and thus ensured the video release of the film got an R rating that made it acceptable for Blockbuster and mom & pop stores nationwide. In rentals is where the film really took off and built its reputation that it enjoys today.
Gordon and his producer Brian Yuzna consciously went for the shock and delivered it in spades. They spent a considerable amount of their meager $900,000 budget on the gruesome makeup effects, ensuring that they were as disgusting and graphic as the photos they discovered in a forensics pathologist manual.  John Naulin, the film’s effects supervisor, said it was the bloodiest film he had ever worked on. In past horror films, he never used more than two gallons of blood. For RE-ANIMATOR, he used 24.
And, dare one say, it was bloody effective. By not pulling its punches, RE-ANIMATOR was true to Gordon’s vision of splitting skulls and being side-splitting too. And for such a brazen film, it’s got dozens of quotable quips, particularly those uttered by West. When he discovers the headless Hill trying to get it on with Megan, West admonishes the bad doctor. “I must say, Dr. Hill, I’m very disappointed in you. You steal the secret of life and death, and here you are trysting with a bubble-headed coed.” Snark like that is comedy gold. And it’s in a horror film.
It’s not everyone’s cup of tea, but then Gordon wasn’t interested in the status quo.
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