#there's something dangerous about the boredom of teenage girls

[rachelblairy]

- midnight is the darkest hour, ashley winstead.

#there’s something dangerous about the boredom of teenage girls #ashley winstead #midnight is the darkest hour #lit #bookblr #i love this author and then to habe this ? yes.

[woodcries]

permanent starter call. for rachel barber / stranger things original character. liking this means you're interested in interacting with this muse and are willing to receive starters and asks from them. knowledge of the source material is never necessary but always appreciated.

#psc. #queued. #rachel b. [ ic ] there's something dangerous about the boredom of teenage girls.

[screenviolense]

　　' if anyone asks, i wasn't the one who gave you this. i don't have enough to share with everybody. ' smoking wasn't great for a cheerleader, especially not one who had the responsibilities she did as the base of the pyramid. still, it wasn't like she was the one they were all looking at. the cigarette dangled from her fingers as she held out, her lighter in the other.

@offier / underused muse starter call.

#✦ rachel b. * ic there's something dangerous about the boredom of teenage girls #✦ rachel b. * v.001 there's something dangerous about the boredom of teenage girls #offier

[stereotypcd]

Donnie jumps onto Debbie’s back and tugs at her hair. “Eeyyobidabodditty!”

A scream RIPS from her throat feeling his fingers TWIST && TUG, eyes burning with unshed tears. ❝ Ah- Donnie ! ❞ She grits her teeth, SLAMMING into the side of the comvee, sun-kissed hands grab her LITTLE BROTHER around the waist && pull him off her hair. A HISS escapes her lips at the feeling of curly locks rip from her head. Pulling the SQUIRMING boy to her face, a scowl PAINTED ACROSS her mouth. ❝ Time-out, Jungle Boy. ❞ She growls, turning around && plopping him down in her LAWN CHAIR. Debbie was trying to give Donnie RULES && STRUCTURE, something her parents FAILED to do.

#○ ‖ ▏there's something dangerous about the boredom of teenage girls「 ic 」 #○ ‖ ▏smells like teen angst「 v;; post movie 」 #anonymous #answered #//thx soooo much random stranger!!!! this was fun

[anoras]

i refuse to be normal abt yellowjackets but anyway. i sooo hope there's no real supernatural elements <3 it's too easy an explanation it needs to be worse

#mara.txt #give me genuine madness #we're bringing back mid 2010s something dangerous about the boredom of teenaged girls-core

[gallusrostromegalus]

So how much are you willing to talk about Ulquiorra?

I will talk so much about him. There are so many things wrong with that man, but to make a brief list of his most notable features:

He's dumb as hell.

I say that with tremendous sympathetic affection. Ulquiorra barely thinks. It's easy for him to do nothing and go nowhere. He eats chocolate in the middle of the night in the dark. When he gets access to a garden, he often just stands around in it. He's often waiting for things to happen.

He just LOOKS smart compared to nearly everyone else in the fic because he doesn't have much to say, so he's not constantly opening his mouth to jam his foot down it.

Consequently, Ulquiorra starts off having little to no initiative of his own. Stuff just happens to him. Some of that is because he is colossally depressed, but he's depressed because the idea that he has control over his circumstances has straight up not occured to him.

The first person he meets that shows him that "You can just do whatever you want, forever" and the boundless joy it is to be a creature of free will is, unfortunately, Aizen. And Aizen left off the key corollary "-EVERYONE is allowed to do whatever they want, forever. We are all equal in God's dead, empty eye sockets."

So Ulquiorra wanders around trying out this "doing stuff" thing without any concept of ethics.

I realize I am infantilizing this character, but I am doing so in a twilight zone "hey, wouldn't it be fucked up to watch a fully anatomically functional person who is able to speak and blow stuff up with his mind go through the emotional development steps of a toddler?", because I think that's a fun high-concept premise to explore with him. Yeah, what if a toddler could speak articulately and also destroy you? How would he act? How does he feel, learning to have feelings?

It'd probably suck for him and everyone around him, and make him very easy to manipulate, for one thing.

So I don't think Ulquiorra is evil, because evil takes intent. He is dangerous to be in the general proximity of, though

Like a horse

lose

in a hospital!

I love that sketch as much as the next person but if an IRL horse got loose in a hospital it would be bedlam, but the horse would be mostly confused and probably willing to follow around the first person who looked like they knew what they were doing.

You know, like how Ulquiorra follows Aizen around because that's the first guy he's met who THINKS he knows what he's doing, and is good at convincing others he knows what he's doing!

So Ulquiorra's entire first character arc is being exposed to more and more people and realizing he does have control over his life, and that he can take actions, and that those actions have consequences.

Like being emotionally devastated by a teenage girl because he was an asshole to her and she's willing to scream at him about it.

Hm.

Consequences hurt.

He lives through the Las Noches arc, and decides to follow his own star!

He follows it right through a portal that was not meant for him and now he's sort of trapped in somewhere he's really, really, really, really, REALLY not supposed to be.

But it's a beautiful place

And nobody is forcing him to do anything.

And for a long time, he just stands out in the garden, waiting for something.

But then

Ulquiorra experiences a novel pair of emotions that he's recently learned from his new...

Orihime is too mad at him for him to call her a friend.

-but he did learn the names and therefore the experience of two new emotions from her: boredom, and it's natural remedy: curiosity.

So Ulquiorra's second character arc is him learning how to be himself without anyone telling him who he is and what he ought to be.

He's travelling up Maslow's hierarchy with the inscrutable but unstoppable instinctual drive of a salmon returning to its spawning ground.

This has lead to an important discovery on my part: Ulquiorra is terrific for comedy because he is the ULTIMATE straight man to everyone else's nonsense, because he's immune to nearly all nonsense.

He doesn't have societal taboos to be hung up on, nor any sense of what is "normal", so the sole thing he geta hung up on is a lack of internal consistency in others, meaning he can slip between straight man to the absurdist at the drop of a single scathing observation. Yet, he retains a sort of understated dignity that compels people to try to earn his respect.

Hence, I'm having fun turning him loose on the most absurd, internally inconsistent and frankly, insane batch of characters in the series:

The Royal Guard.

:)

#AEIWAM #An Elephant Is Warm And Mushy #bleach #bleach fanfic #ulquiorra cifer #Ulquiorra #mild spoilers

[girlygirlwebdiary]

There’s something dangerous about the boredom of teenage girls 🎀🍒🧸

#coquette aesthetic #coquette #dollete aesthetic #dollette #lana del rey #girly girl #pink blog #pretty girl things #dream girl #baby pink #girl boss #girl blogger #ldr #the virgin suicides #lux lisbon #jennifer’s body #teen idle #manic pixie dream girl #female manipulator #whisper app

[zappedbyzabka]

talking about monsters, werewolf kreese....

Absolutely. GENIUS ideas. Big fuckin brain.

I’ve always loved werewolf Kreese because he’s the one that trained Red Riding Hood (Johnny) and all the little piggies.

Hairy chest and arms🥰

Papa wolf wearing granny’s apron

Are we talking about the kind of werewolf that just looks like a really big wolf after turning or are we talking about this? Because it changes things.

He’d never have a varsity jacket, that was a thing for the guys Betsy dated before him. He preferred something fit for meeting any broad’s dad in. Slacks with a clean, well-ironed shirt and shiny shoes will always do the trick in first impressions with nearly anyone. And when he still had his uniform, there were plenty of busty khaki wackies to keep him company.

But as he grew older, he started dressing like someone you could just guess would turn into a werewolf. Something like a lumberjack with concerningly pointy canines.

His sergeant could have turned him (if he wasn’t born a werewolf), and maybe that had a hand in his decision to let him fall into the pit of snakes.

Terry always knew his secret. Kreese was a bit vulnerable after everything. His girl’s death, the trauma of war, and being turned into a fucking werewolf—he had to tell someone and he knew Twig was too devoted to blabber.

He bought a whole field in the middle of nowhere with a load of sheep and goats for him to rip through on full moons, and John would wake up naked in their carnage. It wasn’t what he’d have liked to do with his free time, but he became absolutely ravenous and possessed, unable to stop himself.

Terry would be there by helicopter the next morning with towels and food a normal human would eat, his hair coated in pomade.

It was a jarring difference, being next to his elegant friend wearing pristine clothes when he’s bare and covered in blood, still has death stuck in his throat and the cracks of his teeth when Terry’s are white as the coke he snorts off his pinky after asking him what it felt like. Too excited to hear the gruesome details, but it was only Kreese’s second time turning and he didn’t remember anything but noise.

“It felt like eating something alive.” is what he decided to say.

“Sounds fun, I’m envious.”

He grew sick of being powerless and started doing the bullshit meditation that Terry was always trying to get to get him to do, fluffing up the act like a pillow, saying how it helps you ‘gain control’.

(”It’s the next thing to nirvana if you take just a pinch of peyote beforehand. Oh, captain, I was sitting on my floor straight-backed for five hours with zero boredom—”

“Just show me how to do this damn thing! It’s infuriating enough that I have to do this.”

Terry narrowed his eyes at him, hands on his hips. “Seon demands the admission of ignorance. Remember that, John. ”

He grabbed two cushions in placed them on the floor across from each other, sitting cross-legged on one “Now, shall we?”)

He didn’t fog up his mind with drugs, but he wrote down everything Twig taught him, calmed his mind, and accepted the fact that he didn’t know how to control the beast yet. He meditated every night, focused on every feeling, and explored every nook and cranny in his brain—though, a lot of things were figuratively covered up in tarps.

He found that one day, he had the steering wheel. His unwanted shifts were less frequent and he learns to change on command.

He’s never clear-headed as a furry monster, but he’s still aware enough in it. It’s no longer like taking a backseat in his body and watching himself do things.

(There is a possibility he could still lose control....COUGH)

I know he’d purposely shift and fuck around with teenagers trying to play hooky/canoodling in the woods by chasing them to their cars. Make everyone think they have a wolf problem in LA.

Probably would do it to the Cobras and see how they’d react in the face of danger. (real nice, Kreese.)

Does he tear people he hates limb from limb sometimes? Who knows. He definitely ponders it.

Or yknow, maybe he was just born as one and this universe has all sorts of creatures, ûwhich is an au I ADORE. Maybe he was always comfortable as a shifter and has total power over it. He’s a weapon in two forms, deadlier than a Cobra: that doesn’t sound like a problem to him.

He has always had that carpet on his chest and a viciousness inside so.

(And let me not get into him having ruts and turning pussy whipped—which includes ass. Just getting absolutely parched for it and humping against furniture, making guttural sounds like an animal and fucking his hand like he’s trying to give himself friction burn. Poor guy has no good place to pop a knot—or does he ?)

#Sorry this took so long to answer...I just go ‘do I wanna write more or?....’ but short answers gotta happen sometimes #But I love werewolf kreese😮‍💨 #If you want me to go more into the nsft stuff them lmk #Or also kreerence stuff👀 #john kreese

[lollytea]

So we all agree that in any Six of Crows AU Huntlow would be Matthias & Nina? Insanely loyal, opposing sides, deprogramming arc for the blonde boy. Would also be really interesting to see Willow post Parem.

I cannot fucking believe this, you have gotten me started.

(Even if you haven't read Six of Crows, I recommend reading the snippets I have here and imagine Huntlow. Because if you are a Huntlow enjoyer, they might make you insane. Or maybe its just me whose brain chemistry is changed by these scenes idk.)

Matthias and Nina were my favourites the first time reading SOC and I somehow never thought of this. But my God. Not only is his arc similar but Hunter acts so much like Matthias sometimes. Stern and gruff but has a sense of humor, plus a sheltered upbringing that has made him socially awkward and a little timid around romance and intimacy. But full of love. So completely overflowing with love. (Though the prejudice he learned from the Emperor's Coven is far different from what Matthias learned from the Druskelle.)

When it comes to Willow and Nina parallels, there's less. But they certainly exist. Willow is just as brave, confidant, smart, sweet, funny and dangerous as Nina. And physically there's the plus size thing and the green eyes and being beautiful. (Willow is called cute a lot in the show. I'm choosing to take this as fact.) But a big aspect of Nina's personality is how flirty she is. Like she's an older, sexually experienced girl who is hot and uses it to her advantage. That obviously isn't Willow, who's just a kid. Like I feel like she knows she's somewhat pretty (she says somewhat cuz she's modest.) And she's probably confidant enough to flirt with Hunter. But she would not be able to go to the extremes Nina goes to while flirting without getting horribly flustered.

So like. Huntlow as Nina and Matthias but a lot more innocent. Not entirely innocent cuz you know how teenagers are, but definitely not to the extent of Nina and Matthias.

Anyway since this ask has gotten me fucking started, I went and combed through the books for Matthias and Nina snippets that remind me of Huntlow. I have way too many. Gonna need to reblog this post once or twice with add ons just so I can get all my gushing out. Please be patient with me. ANYWAY

Very fun to think about Huntlow first meeting knowing that they're on opposite sides so they start off with a far more hostile relationship. However they end up in a situation where they're stranded and forced to work together. And then they manage to find a shelter but they're gonna freeze to death and they gotta do the whole ✨️Huddling For Warmth✨️ trope, which I cannot imagine Hunter being anything but insanely awkward about, though he desperately tries to be objective and professional about it.

Let's just imagine that besides plants, Willow knows one spell for keeping blood circulation going when it's freezing cold. Or maybe she can channel the the essence of the sun? Plants need sunlight to grow so maybe its a feature of her plant spells? Either way, she heats him up.

"He did like the way she talked." <3

Willow eventually learns that jokingly flirting with her enemy (who she has a temporary truce with in order for mutual survival) riles him up something awful. So if she can't kill him, she'll just playfully antagonise him. But at some point or another, this flirting motivated by boredom might have shifted into affection. They've been stuck together for a while now. They're starting to become attached to each other, whether they like it or not.

They are simply very cute. Huge Huntlow vibes here. Willow is being silly and Hunter is trying not to be silly but failing miserably because Willow's silliness is contagious. Also no matter how much Hunter disliked a person, you know he'd save them without a second thought. Willow is beginning to understand the kind of person he is.

Hunter being painfully obvious but also painfully confused.

This is just my Huntlow yellow tulip agenda.

There are simply no words for this one. But if I think about this scene but with Huntlow, I think I'll just fucking explode.

(Also one of Hunter's worst memories being Willow in the cell he put her in. "I never want to see you like this again." OKAY.)

OKAY OKAY OKAY OKAY Willow taking the parem. It fucking hurts me because she WOULD. Willow is a protector. She is in a dangerous situation where she and her friends are cornered and she needs to protect them. The only option she can think of is taking the lethal addicting substance that will enhance her magic to an impossibly powerful extent but ruin her physically and mentally from withdrawal. If she takes even one dose, she could die or go insane if she's not given another. But it's all she can do right now. She has to keep her friends safe.

And Hunter, who is just as self sacrificing as Willow, BEGGING her not to do this.

And Willow fucking telling him to KILL HER "if it gets bad." I can't take this shit anymore man.

And then after Willow unleashes her power, saves everyone and then begins to suffer from withdrawals. And everything hurts and she's suffering and she can't even hold Hunter's hand.

But she's determined to overcome this. She refuses to succumb to it. And she orders Hunter to keep her from taking anymore. And Hunter is reluctant because he knows what could happen. But though she could die from withdrawals, taking a second dose would be the point of no return. There was no hope of her ever recovering.

Also also also "Touching him hurt but she still did it." I will screech.

I'm not okay about this. I'm not okay at all. I haven't even gotten to Crooked Kingdom yet. Gonna reblog with my CK scenes later.

[rachelblairy]

i might just be having a Moment™️ but ‘stockholm syndrome’ by blink 182 is the epitome of teen girl gothic

#it would explain why it resonates more now than it did then #blink 182 #there’s something dangerous about the boredom of teenage girls #for my own referenfes mostly #teen girl gothic #( ashley. )

[monstrous-femme]

it just occurred to me, do the yellowjackets girlies know about Dare Me? No cannibalism but it's about toxic and homoerotic teenage girl friendships on a cheer squad and the first line is literally "there's something dangerous about the boredom of teenage girls" so you know it's gonna slap

[screenviolense]

@solarsought​ sent: “I couldn’t get to you.” (cherry)

          ‘ wouldn’t have made a difference anyway. ‘ the fight had been over fast and quick, but it had made a bit of a commotion when the quarterback had stumbled back with a bloody nose. rachel flexed her fingers experimentally, wincing as she glanced down at the bruises left behind from her punch. the party had gone on without much notice, the crowds of people returning to their beer pong or cramped dancing with only a few glances spared her way.

          ‘ he was trying to get the freshmen girls drunk. he had it coming. ‘

#✦ RACHEL B. * IC there's something dangerous about the boredom of teenage girls #✦ RACHEL B. * V.001 there's something dangerous about the boredom of teenage girls #solarsought

[stereotypcd]

@moralpuppet asked: "I never should've dragged you into this."

She slides down the wall, knees pulled against her chest && arms outstretched atop her knees. Hands VIOLENTLY TREMBLING, she tries to take a breath but her chest is TIGHT && her heart is THUNDERING IN her ears. Calm down, Thornberry ! The kid needs you to be his SAFE SPACE && not to FALL APART on him like EVERYONE ELSE IN THIS STUPID TOWN ! ❝ Don't worry about it, little dude, ❞ She gives a smile, reaching out to pull Orel against her side, giving his shoulder a ENCOURAGING squeeze. ❝ this is probably, like, the least crazy thing I've been dragged into. ❞ This town was INSANE, but she liked being around Orel- she hasn't known him for very long but Debbie's already GROWN very attracted to the little guy ( && his brothers. )

#○ ‖ ▏there's something dangerous about the boredom of teenage girls「 ic 」 #○ ‖ ▏smells like teen angst「 v;; post movie 」 #moralpuppet

[lucacangettathisass]

@tybaltsjuliet tagged me to share four favourite albums!

Electra Heart by MARINA (at the time Marina And The Diamonds)

'Changed my brain chemistry' as the kids say these days. The combo of the There's Something Dangerous About The Boredom Of Teenage Girls vibes with pop really got me. I first listened to it during what was probably the high point (low point?) of my (then undiagnosed) depression. Teen Idle, Valley Of The Dolls, and Primadonna were on constant repeat, make of that what you will. Special mention to Bubblegum Bitch because of course. This album was/is undoubtedly my Joker and I truly do think it, in part, made me who I am today. Shout out to the time I wanted a heart beauty mark tattoo to match the Electra Heart heart beauty mark.

Born To Die by Lana Del Rey

If you were an afab teen when this came out you almost definitely listened to this album, doubly so if you were mentally ill, tripley (is that a word?) so if you were into old Hollywood, and quadraply (not sure if that's a word either) so if you proclaimed older men were your type. I was all four, so, naturally, Lana became my saviour. Off To The Races, Diet Mountain Dew, and National Anthem were songs I desperately wanted to live in, for better or worse, and I yearned to be as cool and apathetic and desired as the girls in the songs. Video Games didn't hit as hard for me at first, but i would grow to love that one, too, same with Summertime Sadness. And, perhaps predictably, Lolita wormed its way into my psyche almost immediately. The fact that this album and Electra Heart came into my life around the same time really did a number on me.

Cry Baby by Melanie Martinez

Yeah, yeah, we get it. You were deeply mentally ill as a teen and sought escapism via pop music with Problematic Themes.

Sue me. At the time, I hadn't heard anyone who sounded like Melanie, so I was intrigued and fell down the rabbit hole. Pity Party hit me the hardest as I found it difficult to socialise with my peers, and still do (thanks late diagnosed autism), so this one felt Deeply Personal. Tag, You’re It and Milk And Cookies are also favourites due to the storytelling and atmosphere. Carousel also deserves a special mention for the same reasons, but I feel the other two do it just a bit better.

Lemonade by Beyonce

Look, we all remember where we were when this dropped. I especially remember how bad I felt for her, hearing the pain Jay Z put her through (which is why I find it insane she took him back, but that's neither here nor there). Hold Up remains incredible, from the instruments to the video to the dress (I need it in my life), and the spoken word at the beginning, but if I had to choose a favourite track, it's probably Daddy Lessons. Afab persons with complicated relationships with their fathers rise up. Love Drought and Freedom are both tied for a very close second. And of course, Sorry deserves a mention purely for the level of anger in it. Oh, to have been a fly on the wall when Jay first heard this album.

Special mentions:

Traumazine by Megan Thee Stallion (Her, Scary ft. Rico Nasty, and Plan B)

Hot Pink by Doja Cat (Cyber Sex, Say So, and Like That)

Planet Her by Doja Cat (Woman, Get Into It (Yuh), and Kiss Me More ft. SZA)

CTRL by SZA (Supermodel, Drew Barrymore, Prom, The Weekend, and Normal Girl)

SOS by SZA (Kill Bill, F2F, and Gone Girl)

i'm tagging @blckbrdlove @romantichomicide95 and @lovereren

#tagged in

[scarlet1starlet]

"we're children of the bad revolution and party is the only solution"

"theres something dangerous about the boredom of teenage girls"

"girls just wanna have fun"

#girlblogging #divine feminine #coquette #dollette #fashion model #femcel #lana del rey #lizzy grant #modelling #supermodel

[valkyrie-of-the-rising-sun]

Some lore about the Chroniclerverse!

So, in the previous post, I mentioned something about an Enigmatic Journal. This is actually a collection of entries written by Interceptors of the failed alternate timelines, having painstakingly documented every event that had transpired in their journeys in the hopes that their successor would learn from their mistakes and know which pitfalls to avoid.

They’ve also recorded any additional knowledge they’ve obtained that might be helpful to their successors too. Some examples include the (perfected) recipes for homemade medicine (i.e. Potions, Revives, Elixirs, Full Heals, and some remedies for common illnesses), solutions to the multitude of puzzles encountered throughout their journey, and even places where they can gather materials/ingredients for their medicine or even useful/valuable items that can be sold for money.

However, this knowledge can be extremely dangerous in the wrong hands. For this reason, the entries are all encoded in a cipher only she knows, to protect the contents from being viewed by the wrong individuals. Here is the kind of cipher she used, which is actually a fictional alphabet taken from another game (Hauyne taught herself to read and write in this alphabet out of boredom).

Admittedly, anyone with a high enough intelligence could have easily broken the cipher if they tried. But let’s be honest, no one would think to decode a dingy old journal owned by a teenage girl. They’d just assume she was trying to look “cool” by pretending to be a spy of some sort.

Furthermore, as extra layers of security, the journal couldn’t be opened unless two keys are presented: her own aura signature, and a “passphrase”. Upon detecting her signature, it would prompt her to provide the passphrase by revealing this message in glowing golden letters:

“Herein I commit the chronicle of the Traveller. Shepherd to the stars in the dark. Though the world be sundered and our souls set adrift, where you walk, my dearest friend, fate shall surely follow.”

The correct response is:

“For yours is the Fourteenth seat - the seat of Azem.”

In the Chroniclerverse, Hauyne first obtained the Enigmatic Journal from a parcel she received from the Eldest. The parcel also contains a Time Amulet, which was placed there to prevent the journal from being erased from existence (since it was a paradoxical entity). Once Hauyne has acquired a Time Amulet of her own, the extra one can be used however she pleases.

#chroniclerverse #yeah i went ham with the ffxiv references #how can you tell? #seriously the in-universe explanation is that hauyne is a massive nerd #which is why her naming sense tend to be references to myths and sometimes the games she played in the past