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plantfeed · 5 months

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welcome to marina, NATALYA FYODOROVA ( cis woman, she / her ) ! they are a FORTY NINE year old who has lived on the island for SIXTEEN YEARS. word on the street is they’re currently living in MARINA HEIGHTS and works as an ESTATE AGENT. everyone also says they look a lot like RACHEL WEISZ. what do you think? — NORA, 27, she/her, GMT. pinterest. blog tag.

ok i started writing stuff specifically for marina and then opened up her old bio to copy some stuff and didn't realise how much i had so apologies for the Longest Intro You Have Ever Seen !!!!

i was gonna leave most of this in google docs but tbh it might be relevant for connections so CTRL + F if u need to find something or ask bcos its a fucking manuscript

THIS ISN'T EVEN THE FULL ORIGINAL THING - THIS WAS MEANT TO BE A SUMMARY - ITS ACTUALLY FUCKED HOW LONG HER ORIGINAL ONE WAS. if you love to read and want to hear more about her there are even more bullet points about her childhood and growing up here. im struggling to get my head around it tbh.

summary of natalya.

tw: violence, addiction, overdose

TLDR: russian military brat and ballet prodigy, moved to moscow at 17 to work for the bolshoi ballet. at the tender age of 23 she married her sugar daddy rostislav ‘rocco’ fyodorov (an art dealer from saint petersburg, but also a document forger & money launderer with ties to the mafia). he was the great love of her life. they got divorced and remarried and divorced again. after her second divorce from rocco she married and divorced a film critic with pretty serious addiction issues. most of the nineties were a blur spent at drug-fuelled orgies in moscow. at 26 she gets remarried to rocco. she misses the tempestuous up and down of their relationship, she misses being owned by someone. they fight like criminals and fuck like animals. at 27 she gives birth to will, and two years later, she gives birth to maura.

after the birth of her two kids they reinvent themselves & move to the states for a fresh start without crime. rocco starts working as a junior art dealer for a gallery in north carolina. he stops going by ‘rocco’ and instead by ‘rusty’, a non-threatening, cuddly moniker for rostislav. he plays the part well, forges himself a few letters of recommendation to go with his fake diplomas and is eventually promoted to gallery curator ($$$$). for several years milf rachel was a stay at home mom, which suited her perfectly. rocco uses the advance on his salary and builds them the dream house. things are good. but despite moving, and changing their lives for the better, trouble follows them. a former colleague turns up with the age old adage - one last job. rocco turns him down. several months later, they send another messenger. it turns out rocco owes a lot of people a lot of money. rather than run from it, he pays them off. the salary he’s worked so hard for starts to dwindle, but he wants out of it. money’s easier than bloodshed. soon, there’s talk of downsizing. natalya refuses to leave the house he built for her - the house she deserves. so she lowers herself to getting a job. for several years she was an uber driver, picture her turning up in a black convertible blasting bach. after working as an uber driver for several years she got a job in real estate, first as a lettings administrative assistant, then a lettings negotiator, eventually moving on to be an estate agent of luxury properties. after a few years in real estate, footing the bills while rocco bats off the debt collectors, she starts to think that she can do this breadwinning thing on her own.

it’s been several years now since the first of the mafia’s debt collectors arrived with the offer of a job. they should be in the clear by now. there’s no logical way to explain why rocco would owe so much - feels like it’s simply to punish him for turning down a job. despite the money that continues to leave their shared account, the trouble never stops. the debts never disappear. give an inch and they’ll take a mile. it’s been over a decade since they left the criminal world entirely, and yet it continues to follow them. it’s not just rocco and natalya’s lives on the line any more - they’ve got kids, kids she’ll do anything to protect (including have her husband killed, if needed). but she’s clever enough to know that a crime of passion will never cut it in a court of law. she encourages rocco to take out a life insurance policy, to protect her and the kids if anything happens. there’s been a lot of unsightly figures hanging around his gallery as of late - he’s noticed it too. she knows that in the case of a murder, a life insurance policy is usually only valid if it was issued more than two years ago. two years and a day later, rocco is found dead in his study - letter opener to the throat. first ruled a suicide, then later ruled not a suicide due to conflicting evidence, then later ruled inconclusive.

the next year, natalya is the picture of the grieving widow. on the outside, she never leaves the house without being top-to-toe in black. on the inside, she’s unspeakably, sickeningly happy. the gardener, pablo, who she’s been seeing in secret for years becomes a permanent fixture of the home. the kids are shipped off to boarding school, courtesy of rocco’s life insurance and a generous donation from the gallery to support their education (it’s what ‘rusty’ would have wanted). trouble doesn’t come again for years, until natalya returns home one day to find her daughter maura in the garden with one of rocco’s former colleagues. he tells her they’re sorry to hear about rocco, and that if there’s anything they can do to help, to let them know - they’ll be keeping an eye on her. she’s never been a religious person, but there’s something about the way that he says it that puts the fear of god in her soul.

two months later, she sold the house rocco built for her, took her two kids and moved to marina heights. they were nouveau riche here, a fresh start, no dirty washing on the laundry line, no mistrusting neighbours who’d heard one too many explosive fights or witnessed shady characters at their doors, none of the years of scrimping and saving to afford their property. by this point, natalya is well established in the world of luxury real estate. i’ve never seen selling sunset but probs somethin like that. she chose marina to move to because they already had some family ties there (the romanovs)

tw death traumacore drowning drugs.

natalya’s the younger sister of vaughn romanov. it feels good to be back with family - not only is she off the map, but if every one of rocco’s former colleagues tracks her down again, she now has the added security of vince’s team to look out for her and the kids. she feels safer here. will doesn’t like it, but will never likes anything. he’s always been the stranger of her two kids. she doesn’t have the same affection with him as she does with maura.

maura grows closer to rowan. she’s a teenager now, and hanging out with her mom all the time is no longer cool. they grow apart. if she wants a piercing, it’s rowan who takes her. if she wants to drink wine and watch real housewives, it’s rowan she’s doing it with. in maura’s absence, natalya tries harder with will. for the first time, she knows things about his passions and interests. they drink wine have julia roberts thursdays.

a few years after moving to marina, maura is found face down in the pool after a house party to celebrate the end of exams. she’d just been accepted to stanford. they find drugs in her autopsy report. at first, natalya blames rowan. later, she begins to love rowan like a daughter in maura’s place. it’s a weird relationship. will finds the whole thing fucked up, blames his mother for maura’s death, for never enforcing enough discipline on them, and gets a place of his own in tower hill, leaving natalya alone. she’s constantly begging him to come back, but a house that large only ever feels cold and empty to will. he blames natalya for maura’s death because in the years leading up to her death, she wasn’t as close to maura as she was to will.

natalya envied her youth and beauty. she envied her closeness with rowan and adrienne - her sister-in-law, and perhaps the mother maura wishes she had. she spent maura’s teenage years with a bottle in her hand maxing out credit cards on expensive lingerie which meant maura acted out. their whole family has had drug issues. maura was 18 when she died, and despite their relationship being pretty all over the place, natalya’s kind of made her a martyr. her room remains exactly how she left it, walls lined with posters of teenage heartthrobs, dirty underwear still under the bed. no one can ever say a bad word about her or they will face the full force of natalya’s wrath. she drinks iced coffee like it’s going out of style. she’s full of grief and spite and materialism and cocaine.

she looooooves to harp on about how she never went to college and how everything she got she earned herself through hard work and tenacity, but it also came from several void pre-nups to wealthy (if somewhat sketchy) characters. this woman is also such a white collar criminal like she knows the legal loopholes and she works them. she’d have so many offshore bank accounts. she evades taxes. will she ever suffer the consequences? idk.

history / backstory.

tw: violence, addiction, overdose, murder,,

— natalya was born in volgograd / bолгогра́д, and grew up in a russian military family who moved around a lot. developed an attachment disorder because of it. she’s very closed off, doesn’t trust easily, can come across as very haughty and hostile, but on the flipside when someone has earned her trust she’d go to fucking war for them.

— moving to schools a lot meant she hardly ever made friends who weren’t kids on the base. her friends were books and her ballet shoes. there wasn’t time for loneliness with the amount of characters she had living inside of her head. she had a close friend at one of the schools she went to when she was 10 - 12, called aleksei, and (possibly because she didn’t have too many other friends) the strength of their friendship was insane. he was also an incredibly smart kid but pretty much her opposite, quiet in all the ways she was loud, reserved in all the ways she was impulsive. the two of them spent most of the school days outcasts, but people left them to their own devices.

— one day, aleksei came into school with train track braces, and a girl in their maths class named anya compared him to the characters jaws from james bond. natalya retaliated by stabbing them in the hand with a compass and she was subsequently transferred to the school on the military base soon after. despite being a pretty violent and strong-minded child, she’d never had too much trouble with authority figures and her family assumed she would also end up in the military. she had the right personality to be a deputy or a general and showed promise from a young age in terms of agility, tenacity and discipline BUT she only ever viewed her training at the military school as a means to an end. she wanted to graduate school and move to moscow to audition for the bolshoi ballet.

— she started dancing when she was maybe five or six years old. she was one of those kids who always knew what she wanted and never deviated. when asked in class what they wanted to be, most kids would say an astronaut or a princess, but even from as young as seven natalya knew she wanted to dance for the bolshoi ballet. being from a military family, her schooling was inconsistent because she was constantly moving to different locations, and she struggled to keep any friends, but ballet was something that was consistent throughout her teenage years.

— moved to moscow at seventeen to audition for the bolshoi ballet. trained with them for nine months before becoming a chorus dancer in the nutcracker. she lived with five others, also dancers for the bolshoi ballet, and for the next few years she would live, breathe, eat and sleep dance. in her early twenties, natalya became a recurring dancer for the bolshoi ballet company. she was by no means famous, but she became well known in the circles who frequented the opera houses.

— one audience member who she had managed to charm both on and off the stage was moscow-based art dealer (and benefactor of the ballet company) rostislav fyodorov. they met at a charity gala, and again at several vip events in the royal opera house. several years her senior, he was smitten with her, offered to pay her tuition for the ballet school if she agreed to meet with him once a week. she did, they entered into an arrangement and soon she became quite financially dependent on him. she was 21 at the time and studying at the bolshoi ballet school, and he was 44.

— a knee injury meant she had to step back from the company and she hated not having the limelight or enough money to live the life she wanted. she eventually retired from the ballet school at 23 when she agreed to marry her sugar daddy, rocco. she was a trophy wife for a few years and in these years began to realise that as well as working as an art dealer, her husband was loosely involved with criminal activity, mostly in the counterfeiting business, but occasionally laundering money by disguising it through the art galleries donations.

— when natalya became pregnant with their first child he agreed that there’d be no more crooked business because he didn’t want to put their family in jeopardy, but he continued to make counterfeit passports. they move to saint petersberg. will is five and maura is three. when they returned from a holiday to italy one christmas, they found their house had been searched by a former colleague turned rival of rocco’s. they decide to start afresh. they sold the house in saint petersberg and the holiday home in italy, changed their surname and move to the states.

— for several years, things were good. they were the new family in a quaint north carolina suburb, full of mystery and intrigue and constantly smelling of chanel no 5 and cigarette smoke. rocco got a job as a curator in a gallery. natalya did the grocery shopping in six inch heels and a fur coat. someone eventually tracked their family down and natalya came home from a pilates class one day to find her loving husband rocco with a letter opener lodged in his throat. they had no evidence of forced entry or any leads as to who committed the crime. in the following years, natalya took the role of the grieving widow very seriously. lots of ppl from the neighbourhood who she’d never bothered to get to know brought round sympathy gifts.

— this was the first time in 3 years of living in irving she actually made any friends in the town outside of yoga instructor. jst bonding with local housewives through grief, love that for her. started going to PTA meetings and being more involved in the community.

— eventually the money started to run out so to keep up with her shopping addiction she had to get a job. she was an uber driver for several years (uber driving a PORSCHE) before getting an administrative role with a lettings company and working her way up.

— she now works part-time in real estate (only part time because she needs her spa days and her me time), mostly selling properties on aquila drive and orion avenue, but she still spends how she did when they were on an art curators salary so is always having bills notices sent to her which she just ignores. her son is worried they’re gonna end up losing everything, but at least rocco had paid off the mortgage before he kicked the bucket. natalya, once a trophy wife, and now a bored suburban widow is pretty irresponsible with money n feelings. loves to spoil the people she loves. will impulse buy you a car.

headcanons

— mother of william fyodorov (WC!!) and maura fyodorova (deceased). came from nothing and nouveau rich. made her money as a ballet dancer and later became the sugar baby of one of a former drug cartel leader turned art dealer, rocco fyodorov. was spoiled with blood money and soon became a bouje bitch. married rocco after she became pregnant with their first child, william

— when they first went to the states natalya didn't speak a word of english and her kids, who were bilingual, often had to translate for her because she refused to learn english out of spite for at least the first six months. now she is fluent in english having been in irving 20+ years but still speaks with a slight european twang.

— literal cocaine off the dashboard mother, doing the school run totally high. presented this well put together dream woman but there was so much dodgy shit going on behind the scenes and her eldest son will started to resent her for this n their relationship grew fractured.

— the fyodorov family are literally rebeka's family from elite before i even knew elite existed. rocco and natalya made a fortune through counterfeiting art and money laundering so they could live in a nice white-picket-fence-house with a sea view. rocco has been pushing up the daffodils for years after a trade deal went sour, or that’s how the story goes. no one really knows what happened. there was no finger prints and no signs of forced entry. since then, natalya has fully committed to the 'grieving widow' role while bedding all of her 25 y-o sons friends.

— natalya was closest to her younger daughter maura, who died a few years ago, after overdosing at a party. by the time maura died, rocco was already six feet under the sod following a trade deal gone sour. grief stricken n with no one to vent to, natalya uses sex and alcohol as a escape mechanism. kind of washed up and incredibly lonely but you wouldn’t know because her lipstick and eyeliner’s always on point. loves a power suit. dresses mostly in monochrome, emerald green, indigo, navy blue or red. dark wash only.

— when they moved to the states and changed their names, rocco made them both burn their fingerprints off. she wears gloves all the time, mostly lacy ones, because of this. her obsession with gloves started when rocco bought her her first car - a red lamborghini - and she used to buy leather driving gloves to feel like a pin up girl. now she uses gloves to hide what she believes to be the only ugly and disfigured part of her, but in reality it’s barely noticeable at all, she just puts a lot of importance on beauty and youth and is quite a shallow, materialistic person.

— highkey reliant on c0k3. don’t know how her nose hasn’t collapsed tbh but she’s high functioning. always the emotionally unstable hot woman on the balcony swilling a glass of wine with her titties out. borderline sociopathic

— has a vial on a necklace containing a tiny bit of rocco’s blood and he was buried wearing a pendant with some of hers. straight ppl are fuckin gross but she’s not straight she’s actually bi or pan and had an affair with her yoga instructor shortly before her husband died. was she tryna get him out the way or was it genuinely nothing 2 do w her? who knows. not me.

— good at throwing knives. does it to relieve tension. it was a hobby during her military school days and she took it up again as a way of feeling in control of her body when her knee injury meant she had to take a break from dance.

— great at tying knots and very resourceful. as a teenager her room was always full of pulley systems it was some wallace and gromit shit. in her 20s she did a brief stint as an aerial silk performer. she’s currently experimenting with shibari, a japanese type of rope bondage, with a guy she’s sleeping with as a way of exerting control.

wanted plots.

— other middle aged ppl who used to attend her lavish dinner parties that she'd throw w her brother which were basically an excuse to show off all the nice art shit she had from ripping people off back in russia

— women she does yoga with. honestly i would love a milf squad. natalya is the samantha. materialistic, brazen cougar girlboss who says exactly what she thinks. ambitious but also her ambition is to be lazy and lounge around all day in nice underwear while her husband works long hours to pay for her spar days and she fucks the pool boys.

— local people from marina heights who came around with meatloaf and pasta dishes and grandma’s favourite recipe when she first moved to marina after her husband had tragically died and she just spent weeks wearing black and sobbing and thinking fuck i should have been an actress i am wasted on this town

— she is bored of working in real estate and looking for husband number four. if you play a rich middle aged man or your character has a rich middle aged father who lives in marina we cld do a nice plot there when she’s ‘seeing’ their dad. bt it wldn’t be too serious as tbh she loves to spread her wild oats.

— at the same time, she’s a massive mrs robinson cougar n loves seeing younger guys. it’s something about the power dynamics. before rocco died she only ever dated guys who were way older than her and who she could be financially dependent on and now she doesn’t have to worry about paying off the mortgage she’s kind of content to just mess about with whoever she thinks is cute and maybe spoil them with a nice rolex watch every now and then. she misses her wild orgy days and desperately needs to be seen as sexy and attractive and desirable which is probably why she likes fucking younger guys to deny the fact that she’s nearly 50. wld love some hook up plots with anyone who is friends with her son who’s in his mid to late twenties, i might add him as a wanted connection just to have some drama, who knows.

— someone who works in the police / as a detective / as a journalist who is snooping around bcos they think there is something dodgy goin on w her which there absolutely is.

— a jogging group??? found family dynamic / someone who had shitty parents and comes to her for her shitty advice and they do face masks. anyone else who works as a realtor?? friends of her son?? idk i want everything

tht’s it for now. THAT'S IT FOR NOW, SHE SAYS, LIKE THIS ISN'T A 9 PAGE GOOGLE DOC. FUCKIN HELL. hmu if any of this resonates with u or your small possum children, i will feed them grapes out of the palm of my hand xx

#marina:intro #tw murder #tw drugs #tw alcoholism #all the tws!!!#nobody look at me im truly insane for this novel

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dausy · 1 year

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So I plan on finishing an illustration today and hopefully get it uploaded. I have a tentative first day at a new job tomorrow and now I'm stressing over that.

but also I spent the entire day out of town yesterday. We took our first ever outdoor rock climbing trip yesterday and I think all of us are feeling it today.

I felt kind of bad because I didn't have a chance before January to talk about some stuff I accomplished last year of all my hobbies and what I wanted to accomplish this year. So I figured I'd do a looksy backsy and ramble for a bit. Hopefully with cute divider icons if tumblr formats correctly.

so anyway, art related stuff. This time last year I was really wanting to try and build my own stationery set to sell at a local craft fair. Have to admit moving makes this seem too far out of reach. I do kinda feel like abandoning tiktok for youtube. Even though tiktok has the majority of my everything right now. Im at the moment enjoying the bloggy style rambling of youtube. I already have quite a few projects that I want to do but I feel like its been so long since I've uploaded an illustration that I need to do that first. I also have quite a few art supplies that I want to buy..maybe with like my first paycheck.

Games, last year I somehow managed to utilize my switch a lot. That thing went up on a shelf for a long time after animal crossing a few years ago and this past year I pulled it out quite a bit. I really need a goodreads but for video games so I can track what I've played because my memory is getting so bad. I played quite a few cozy games like ooblets and disney dreamlike valley but I also did some jrpgs like Atelier Sophie and Xenoblade Chronicles. I did just download harvestella as a break from xenoblade but I did enjoy the style of that game and would kind of like to play its sequels. I also at some point had meant to play Octopath traveller because I'd never played it and the sequel is out/coming out soon and the sequel looks better than the original imo.

The bulk of my playing though was Horizon Zero Dawn and its sequel. I played Assassins Creed Valhalla before that too so that was A LOT of open world explorey explorey, one right after another. I played HZD and immediately started Forbidden West immediately. I was really brain dead at the end. I get into insane map clearing mode and I cannot do anything until the map is clear. I really liked the idea of the story and I liked the open world nature. I originally wasn't interested in the game because of the machinery involved. Im more of a mystical dragons and castles person but I actually did really like the idea. I had some issues with the execution of the story. It taking itself so seriously yet being so cartoony at the same time. Ill play the triquel but I wasn't thrilled with HFW really.

Books. Previous year I did a personal challenge of trying to read 100 books and I think I got to 98. So I was a bit burnt out this past year. I did read more than I thought. Think I thought I read maybe 15 but I counted and read about 33 not including the Harry Potter Philosophers stone reread that I read in spanish. I do plan hopefully to read book 2 in spanish this year. I'm studying spanish and HP is such a familiar story I think it makes the language less daunting.

My favorite books were definitely Legends and Lattes and Home Before Dark by Riley Sager.

This year I have no real plans to read any sort of amount and I dont want to feel pressured to do so. I'm finishing some books that I didn't complete before 2022 ended. I finished 5 Days at Memorial right before the clock hit midnight practically on 2023 and it made me so angry at the medical field. I added 2 more medical books to my tbr. Ill finish 2 more books that are halfway done probably in the near future and then I don't know what else to read.

Ill admit trying to film art for youtube really interupts ones audiobook experience. I may just ditch books for ambient music.

#2022 recap #2023plans #happynewyear2023 #artblog #artistblog #readingtbr #gamingblog #gaming #videogames #art #books #arttube #booktube

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paragonrobits · 4 years

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me, going through disney scores on youtube in a desperate attempt to find really good music that has no lyrics or is enough of a rock out to distract me because this is for a writing playlist: LION KING STILL HAS THE BEST SCORE, literally not a single other disney movie i can find has a musical score even on its LEVEL

me, walking out of the room and yelling: for fucks sake, though, why is it so hard to find instrumentals, I’m looking for the SCORE not just the big list musical moments

me, walking back in to yell about one more thing: also is lion king just unique in this regard or is it the one disney movie that has an absolutely unbelievable musical score??

#disney #the lion king #to be clear im talking about the original animated film

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miraculouscataclyyysm · 2 years

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I’m bored so classic kwami swap au time with a slight twist

Mari still has the ladybug miraculous but because of my love of the costume she starts off in origins straight away as dragon bug (Kagami will still get a miraculous though cos I love her)

Master fu in this au Doesn’t want to put both the cat and ladybug miraculous out in circulation because of the risk of the wish so he only hands out the ladybug but realises ladybug will need help so he send longg too ladybug with the dragon miraculous and because of the lack of communication Mari thinks the guardian means for her to use both and bang dragon bug is born

Master fu realises his mistake by not being clear to Mari (meaning he probably should have delivered the miraculous him self and explained that she should give it to a person she trusts) and also realises that the ladybug needs a partner not just another miraculous so he gives the fox miraculous to Adrian

After they defeat the akuma Mari announces herself to Paris as dragon bug Adrian announces himsef as fox trot, the hero duo of Paris

The umbrella scene is different, Adrian says it was a mistake “I promise I’m the the type of person to do som…ah hello??” Mari is like that’s chill, thanks I forgive you byeee and goes skipping threw the rain while tiki and longg giggle in her hair while longg talks about their love of rain

Mari isn’t as close with Alya in this au, their friends but not as close, after the Chloe debacle and getting the kwamis mari moves herself to the back on her own instead of next to Alya so the kwami’s can sit in her bag on the empty desk next to her and sneaky talk

Mari joins the fencing team to get better at using her sword while fighting akumas instead of being close to Adrian meanwhile Adrian is getting more and more intrigued by Mari

The 3 kwamis have big gossip sessions in the lockers during practice

Dragon bug and foxtrot still have the awkward Adrian crush on the bug thing but Mari has an easier time playing off foxtrot as she Doesn’t have Adrian on The brain so flirty banter ensues

During stormy weather, dragon bug has a great advantage in the fight as she can use her elemental powers and foxtrot can lure stormy into a trap with an illusion of Mireille unharmed

this Akuma battle success is what convinces master fu to let Mari keep being dragon bug instead of just ladybug he sees that the extra abilities help Mari feel more in control and strong enough to have time to think in battle

When Alya tries to get Mari to run against Chloe for class rep she has a valid excuse that isn’t being a superhero, she has fencing class, in the end, Max and Markov win by as they were the only people the class managed to convince to run

Volpina is different, Lila claims to be a descendent of the fox hero, and cousins of fox trot, she says back in Italy she took his place when he was Sick, cut to Adrian turning red with rage

The fight between volpina and foxtrot more or less turns into a chaotic yelling match with Adrian yelling “you ain’t my cousin he’s far too stubborn to get akumatised your just a knock off” and “we ain’t family, bugaboo drown that rat or better yet snatch her hair I know a guy that can do a quick DNA test…don’t look at me like that malady I have my reasons”

Lila ends up being exposed very fast because foxtrot will not have his name used for clout like that and DragonBug is loving the drama “that’s my bestie, beat her up, you got this bestie” mari/DragonBug is just jumping up and down cheering on foxy during the fox fight

volpina ends up shouting to DragonBug “arnt you supposed to help me!!! Get this rabid animal off of me” “IF ANYONES A RABID ANIMAL ROUND HER IT YOU! YOU CHEEP KNOCKOFF! GIVE ME YOUR AKUMA” DragonBug just smirks like “nah I think foxy has this handeled” alya filming all this from below “….I think Im about to witness a murder”

Also, dragon bugs costume is the same as canon except her pigtails are longer with red tips (the ends reach just above her elbow) and she has retractable dragon wings so she can fly

Foxtrot's costume is orange white and green, the top half of his suite is similar to carapace, he has a hood that his fox ears poke out of, his bottom half is standard hero suite but he does have a fluffy tail and lil fangs when he smiles, when they have there roof top talks DragonBug plays with FoxTrots fluffy tail

Adrien/FoxTrot still calls DragonBug bugaboo and malady but mari/DragonBug calls FoxTrot Foxy

#i just love mari with a sword #and I love the idea of Adrian with a miraculous that lets him be more creative with his chat noir energy #don’t worry I love my girl kagami she will be getting a kwami #if you see any spelling or grammar mistakes....no you didn't mind ya bus #miraculous ladybug #ml #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #kagami tsuguri #alix kubdel

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angrylizardjacket · 4 years

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fit by my side {Machine Gun Kelly}

@bitchylittleredhead said: Okay I hear your MGK x pastel!reader and I raise you MGK x Mother Nature!reader. Hella plants, strong love for animals, heckin soft, v kind, mom friend, sunshine child. (I just really really love soft paired with him, it’s so damn cute) also I love you I hope you are well 🧡

Also This Concept

A/N: 3177 words. Gender Neutral Reader (they/them) ! im worried kells is OOC. also there’s no smut but it does get M rated, but there’s no genitals specified. gets quite sappy at times. also @url-under-construction i hope u like it and i hope its good.

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When you meet Colson, he’s famous, but he’s not, you know, famous famous. You meet on the set of The Dirt; he’s one of the stars, you’re a production assistant and stand-in when they need it, and you don’t think for a second that he’ll even remember your name when this is all over.

But he does; in rehearsals, you’re the one reading the lines for the characters they haven’t cast yet, and the first time the four main cast members see you, in your floaty, floral top, and your gentle aura, and then to hear you say, with absolute sincerity, ‘your mom’s a cunt’, it has them bursting out laughing. You smile, sweet and kind, and you step gently through the blocking that has the character you’re currently standing in for, stabbing Tommy - Colson - with a pen.

Maybe the juxtaposition of you taking part in this whole production is what intrigues him.

When filming starts, you’re still around, and something about seeing you, amid this performance of debauchery, and yet you’re still sincere and gentle, your choice of attire making you stick out like a sore thumb amid the leather and grime. At first, he tries to play it off, that you look somewhat out of place and it’s eye-catching, but you bring the cast food and water and whatever they need, you go on coffee runs, and take a genuine interest in each of them, and by the time he realises that his mood lifts every time he walks on set and sees you there, he knows he can’t play it off as you catching his eye for completely platonic reasons.

He asks you out the week after Casie leaves from visiting set, having seen you interact with her, entertain her while Colson was in hair, treating her with just as much kindness and respect as you did everyone else on the production. It convinces him that your intentions are true, and he knows that he can’t finish this production without shooting his shot.

By the time the wrap party comes around, you’re calling him your boyfriend, at first tentative, looking to him for confirmation, but then you see the way he beams at how the words sound when you say them, and you grow more confident each time you say it.

It’s met with... confusion.

Really?

It seems no-one saw that coming - if anyone, I would have expected Douglas - you hear, and frown.

“What does that mean?” You ask; a frown is rare to see on your face, but you’re wearing it anyhow, and the woman your speaking to splutters her way around a sentence as she’s trying to backpeddle.

“I just- I mean, well, Kells - Colson - he’s so... Doulgas just seems more... refined? Not that Colson not, you know- you’re just -”

“I’m just what?” You ask, not accusing, more curious than anything else, and the woman’s voice dies in her throat as she looks you over; pale blue jeans and a pastel, patterned button-down that would have looked right at home in the eighties.

“I’m just concerned for you,” she eventually says, laying her hand on yours like she’s trying to do you a favour, “Colson’s intense, I’m just worried you’ll get hurt.” You see what she’s trying to say, but her tone is so painfully condescending.

“I’m an adult,” you tell her, tone understanding but firm, “and I appreciate your concern, but I promise I can take care of myself.”

The moment you can get out of the conversation, you find Colson, talking animatedly to one of the makeup artists, and you slot yourself into the space by his side. Automatically, without even stopping the conversation, he wraps his arm around you and pulls you close, and you gratefully take the moment to press your face against him, wrapping your arms around him without saying a word. It’s both strangely intimate and familiar, his thumb rubbing small circles against your side.

As he stops talking, there’s a lull, and you don’t have to look up to know the makeup artist is giving you both a strange look.

“Ignore me,” your voice is muffled against him, using one hand as if to waive off any last bits of hesitation.

“They’re fine,” Colson assured, tapping you on the hip. He’s still oozing casual confidence

You’ve been together for almost half of filming, which isn’t exactly a short amount of time, but usually you try and keep things professional on set, so it’s nice to be able to be close to him in public.

The rest of the cast know, of course, you’ve been out with them on several occasions, and they all have come to adore you just as much as you adore them. Something about hearing Daniel drunkenly assure you that if Colson ever hurts you, that there’d be a line of people ready to slap some sense into him. You try to brush him off, endeared by his drunken affection, but he turns suddenly to the rest of the cast.

“Hey, hey, hey - who’d throw down for Y/N?” He asks; without hesitation, Douglas, Iwan, and Colson raise their hands, eyes wide and alert, as if the offer needed to be acted upon immediately. The show of support has your heart swelling in your chest.

You find yourself fitting into his life back in LA easily; while beginning work as an assistant on a Netflix original series, you call into his house in the Hollywood Hills, delighted to be privy to demos and snippets from his next album.

And you meet his friends, shake their hands and smile and chatter with them. They’re not sure what to make of you at first, no-one really is when you present yourself in conjunction with Colson, but soon they start to see what he sees in you. It’s endearingly genuine and thoughtful and honest and enthusiastic and -

“They’re like sunshine,” it’s Rook’s Instagram live, almost six months into your relationship with Colson, that really cements it to the public. Rook is smoking in Colson’s living room in the middle of the afternoon between recording sessions, and someone asked what your deal was.

“I’m so sick of - and I know Kells is, and Y/N too, not that they’d ever say anything. ‘ve never heard them say a bad word ‘bout anyone, you know,” Rook hits the blunt again, his face scrunching up, “but everyone ‘round here’s so fuckin’ sick of people talkin’ shit ‘bout ‘em. For real, Y/N is sunshine, nicer than all of you motherfuckers put together,” and he laughs, but it’s clear he isn’t entirely joking, “- you know what?” He asked, eyes lighting up and standing abruptly, grabbing the phone.

“Baze, man, you seen Y/N?” He calls, and Baze responds from somewhere off-camera that you’re outside. The comments are going off, but he pays them no mind, heading out to the backyard, only to see you by the back fence, peering over into the trees, on your tip toes, one hand straining over the fence, in shorts and a singlet in sunshine yellow.

Rook calls your name.

You shush him loudly, and then, without looking at him, slowly wave him over.

As he approaches, he can hear the telltale sound of a bird chirping, and as soon as he gets close, he hears you whisper -

“I think they’re bluebirds,” you murmur, and finally look back at him, lowering yourself, surprised to see his phone held aloft. He tells you he’s live streaming, you wave awkwardly, which is when he sees the slice of banana you’re holding, “I’m not sure what they eat; do bluebirds eat banana?” You ask, a little helpless, looking at Rook, and then to his phone.

After a moment, you step aside, and gesture for Rook to take a look over the fence, and sure enough there’s a nest with a single, rather sad looking bluebird with it’s wing bent at a strange angle, calling out pathetically, obscuring a few eggs, just out of arm’s reach. While he’s looking over the fence, also trying to reach them, and also trying to get the phone close enough to see if anyone watching the livestream could identify the bird or offer any suggestion, he hears your footsteps retreating.

“Stay there, I’m going to get Kells,” you call out to him, voice bright, “he’s got long arms!” And Rook bursts out laughing; you weren’t wrong.

While waiting, he sits against the fence and answers a few more questions, until he looks up and sees you, expression concerned, and Colson uncharacteristically fond as he lets you lead him by the hand.

You show him the nest and ask for him to get it, worried the bird was hurt, and he obligingly reaches over the back fence to gently collect the bird nest, trying his best not to jostle the bird. The bird’s wing appeared to be broken, and Rook ends the live when you mention that you’re going to take the bird to the vet.

Already, the fandom is exploding from what had transpired.

People are making suggestions as to what the birds should be named, people are claiming your caring and sweet personality is completely fake, people in the live managed to screenshot Colson’s expression as you’d lead him to the birds, how smitten he was with his hand in yours, and have started posting ‘get u a man who looks at u like kells looks at y/n’ all over twitter and tumblr.

“Bird update!” Several hours later, Colson posts a series of videos to his instagram story, “for those of y’all who don’t know, Y/N found a bird with a broken wing in a tree out the back of my place, we rescued it and it’s eggs, and took it to the vet,” and with that he flips the camera around, from a close up on his face, to show a large, cardboard box in the corner of the room.

Peep Davidson was written in large, black letters on the side of the box.

The rest of the videos are outlining what the vet had told you all, and that the bird should only take about seven days to heal before you could put them all back into the wilderness.

At that, he pauses.

“You worried about putting the birds back when you saw that cat the other day?” And he angles the camera to reveal you, laying with your head in his lap.

“The orange one?” You ask, voice heavy, as if he’d disturbed you when you’d been right about to fall asleep. You yawn, and he confirms, you give a little, lazy shrug and smile, “not sure where that cat is.”

“Fuckin’ hell, babe,” Colson laughs, “you gotta stop finding random animals in my backyard.”

“They find me,” you counter, and shift so you can press your face against his belly, humming contentedly as his free hand begins stroking your back.

“Snow White-Cinderella-Pied Piper motherfucker,” how that is somehow the softest, most gentle words to ever leave his lips, is utterly baffling, but there’s so much love and adoration but you turn enough for the camera to catch your delighted little smile, “you’re-” he starts, “who’s that dude from that, that My Hero shit we were watching the other night?”

“Koji Koda, you weeb,” you tease him fondly, knowing exactly who he’s referring to, and that’s where the video ends.

That’s the day it’s confirmed for the rest of the world. There’s countless paparazzi photos, and hints, and speculation, but this is the first time he’d called you anything but your name, and they’d all seen you snuggling up to him, your head in his lap.

This also is the day the trend begins on his Instagram story of a photo of you, usually in his backyard, with whatever animal had decided to befriend you that day.

My partner. My backyard. No fucking idea who’s animal that is.

And he still goes out and gets fucked up, and sometimes you’re there, and sometimes you’re not. When you’re out together, it still doesn’t quite make sense; he’s hard partying and over the top, and it seems like it wouldn’t be your scene at all.

But then there’s photos of Colson and a few of his friends standing on the edge of a roof, announcing that they’re Kings, and you’re by his side, smiling and waving at the person taking the photograph. He manages to get himself injured pulling a stunt at a friend’s house party, but you’re in the back of some influencer’s vlog, straddling his lap with tissues in your hand, him holding you secure as you clean up the scrape on his forehead; it’s kind of sickening how in love he looks, as he watches the way you concentrate. When you notice his expression, your own softens, and you lean in to give him a kiss.

And so you start to make sense, but people still ask why.

So when asked, you tell people that you support each other, and challenge each other, and yeah, that’s absolutely why you’re together, but it’s not the whole reason as to why you make sense.

Because no-one sees the way you hook your finger into his belt loop at the back of his pants at the house party, and you press a kiss between his shoulder blades, and he knows exactly what that means. He’s quick to make some flimsy excuse to leave as you step into place by his side, which everyone he’s speaking to immediately sees through. You play at being flustered, tucking your embarrassed expression against him as he slings his arm around your shoulders, and calls an Uber.

The drive back to his place has you both on edge with anticipation, his hands all over you in the back of the car while you try to hold a civil conversation with the driver. It’s killing you not to give in, but you know it’s worth it.

“You’re such an idiot!” You announced, grinning from ear to ear the moment you get into the house, before the door’s even closed, and he slams it shut to press you against it. Kissing him feels like a cathartic release, but after a moment you shove him back, loudly admonishing him for taking part of a stunt that got him hurt.

“You could have been seriously hurt!” You keep poking him in the chest to punctuate your words, and he steps back each time, expression alight, pupils blown wide. He keeps reaching out, as if to touch you, to snag your clothes, like it’s a game when you smack his hand back every time.

“Got a gnarly cut though,” he pointed out, as his ass hits the kitchen island. His legs open, making space for you, and you step into it.

“Gnarly cut,” you murmur, tone surprisingly derisive, and you reach up to push his hair back from his forehead. His head tips back, leaning into your touch, the look on his face almost dreamy even as you’ve got a hand on his hips, pushing him back on the counter.

Then you’re in his lap on the counter, hand fisted in his hair, lips on his neck, leaving bruises and bite marks. He’s trying to get you naked, efficient and desperate, but the moment he gets your shirt off, you push the fruit bowl behind him onto the floor, and push him back against the granite countertop.

“You were worried about me,” he smirks up at you, admiring you with your hands planted either side of his head.

“Because you don’t worry about your damn self!”

“Ooh, breaking out damn tonight? Must be serious,” he teased, deliberately riling you up; he loved this side of you just as much as the sweetness. Instead of responding, you reach up under his shirt and rake your nails harshly down his chest and stomach, delighting in the way he arched up at the sudden sensation, eyes falling closed.

With one hand still flat against his belly, the other comes up to cup his jaw, gentle at first, before your fingers move to caress his throat, and you press yourself against him.

“If you get yourself killed, I’ll kick your ass,” you whisper, lips inches from his as you press firmer against his throat. He grins, and sighs, the sound content and syrupy and so fucking into it, leaning up, to meet your lips with his, to feel the pressure on his neck just a little more.

And you bite, and you scratch, and you ride him on the kitchen island. The location is new, but the situation isn’t; once he’d discovered the righteous, sexual fury you’d been bottling up, he’d been more than happy to let you unleash it on him. Not to say that he didn’t give as good as he got; there’s been several times he’s had you swearing a blue streak, seeing stars, desperate and blissed out in equal measure.

But then there’s your dominant moments, the mean streak, and the teasing, the sting of your nails and your teeth and the way you push him around, into the mattress, against the wall without hesitation, and that he covets. No-one else is allowed to see you like that. To be tied up or blindfolded or or punished or pushed around, at your mercy, it’s as close to Heaven as he’s ever felt on Earth, because he knows without a shadow of a doubt that your heart is kind, that you’d never really hurt him in a way he wouldn’t like.

You make him feel safe.

And it’s not just the sex, you’re never dismissive of ideas or suggestions, seemingly always ready to help if he ever needs it, rather than judgmental. It makes him want to be there for you too.

He wants to be better for you.

Which is kind of terrifying to consider.

“I love you,” he tells you in the shower, in the afterglow, soft, pausing where he had been washing your back where you couldn’t reach. It wasn’t the first time he’d said it, but he felt like he needed you to hear them.

“Love you too,” you say around a yawn, though the words are as genuine as they’d always been coming from you, and you lean back against him, leaning your head against his cheek in a moment of quiet intimacy. You try to kiss him like this, but turns your face directly into the shower, and end up spluttering and breaking the moment.

Colson chuckles softly, stepping back and pulling you with him, out of the stream of water and into his arms so he could kiss you properly. You’re still giggling as you’re wiping the water from your eyes, looking at him with fond adoration. When you settle your arms around him, you quiet down and bask in the moment, his forehead coming to rest against yours, warm and safe in his embrace, sensing that, in that moment, he felt the exact same way.

#mgk #machine gun kelly #mgk x reader #machine gun kelly x reader #machine gun kelly imagine #mgk imagine #colson baker #colson baker imagine #colson baker x reader #the dirt #the dirt cast #the dirt cast imagine #rook xx #douglas booth #daniel webber #iwan rheon #the angry lizard writes

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NO WAY HOME SCATTERED THOUGHTS (spoilers obviously)

they handled it better than i thought they would. i went into it expecting a cluttered and predictable and rushed movie, and while it was still pretty predictable, it was executed better than i expected

a couple of things that stood out to me:

- they betrayed their own logic with the spell thing. at the beginning of the movie it’s shown that the memory spell can change so that it doesnt affect certain people. why didnt they just do that with the last spell too. why did EVERYBODY need to forget. hell, why did it even need to be that everybody forgot peter, wouldn’t forgetting that peter is spiderman still work?

- couldnt ned have just made one more portal to find peter. after tobey and andrew arrived. if they were the only two other spidermen that came across then he only needed to make one more portal. why did they need to think about where he could have been.

and just miscellaneous thoughts:

- im like 90% sure the outfit peter was wearing when he got pushed out of his body is a reference to the spectacular spiderman cartoon so that’s cool

- that credits sequence was SO COOL when thats uploaded to youtube im going to watch it again the drawings the animations so so so so cool very inspiring. makes me want to work on stuff like that too.

- man they were really fuckin reaching with the home themed title werent they lmao!!!!! “no way home” wtf are u talking about yes there is its right there the whole movie theyre just not using it

- i LOVED the scene where peters spidey sense goes off in happys place. super well done and i loved how they portrayed the confusion. the audio going distant and the camera focusing on and only following peter was really good.

- another thing i liked, in the bridge scene you can see the little spiderverse spidey sense lines but clear, when doc ock first arrives. neat little detail

- i have a feeling the “everybody has forgotten peter” thing is going to get resolved in the first like half hour of the next spidey movie. maybe even 10 minutes. it really just felt like they wanted a dramatic ending in the moment.

- some of the editing in the fight scenes was really bizarre, sometimes there would be these like, SPLIT second shots for no reason it was really jarring.

- the VFX were okay for the most part but there were a couple of shots where it was just.... oof. the lady in the car looked really weird for some reason and when tobey stepped into the portal. what the hell man

- matt murdock was a fun little cameo but i wish it was like... explained??? lmao. he just kinda appeared and disappeared. i love daredevil and im glad his character has been featured on film now but its obvious they included it without too much relevance to the plot. hell maybe it was even added after all the chatter online right after far from home released, i remember people exploded talking about how matt murdock should be peters lawyer. ngl i did pog to my brother when he showed up tho

- seems like certain characters were taken at different points in the timeline??? like doc ock is still like he was in the original but tobeys old now. what does that mean for when they go back to their original timelines

- the web shooter banter was funny

- they just. completely changed electros character lmfao. he’s a completely different guy now. okay.

- i liked the banter when andrew first came through, that was fun

- holy fuck that one scene with the goblin is fucking brutal. jesus christ

- speaking of. i fucking KNEW there was gonna be some cheesy line about responsibility. i fuckin knew it i was talking to my brother about it and it HAPPENED.

- found it kinda funny how they just kinda danced around the whole mcu peter not having an uncle ben thing. like yeah he existed but i guess in this universe he just died some other way or something. because peter still needs to have a “with great power comes great responsibility” on screen i guess. but he already knew that. but whatever.

- i wish flash was in it more, i thought they’d show more of him

- some of the scenes were.. weirdly paced? sometimes it felt like they went on forever. dont know if its bc i was having a cocktail but the pacing at times was weird to me

- some of the shots were cool i wanna take screenshots and draw them but its gonna be so long until clips are available online :(

- so everybody forgets who peter is but what about all the clips online and newspapers and articles that would have already existed about how peter parker is spiderman? did the spell erase those too? did it just delete the end of mysterios video off the internet or some shit?

- the little referential lines like “im something of a scientist myself” and “my back” and stuff is just like................. okay. i get it. i get that those are going to be there in this kind of nostalgia bait movie. doesnt mean i didnt scoff when they happened. like cmon. it just interrupted the flow of the movie :|

- i am SO fucking glad i saw this in a relatively small theatre and it was silent the whole time. seeing shit online about how people APPLAUDED when tobey and andrew showed up is just like what. why is that a good thing that is so annoying. we get it youre excited. no need to scream and interrupt the movie why is that such a celebrated thing

- so the next spidey movie is gonna be venom related huh! i hope they do it better than spiderman 3 did it lmfao. although the way they set it up doesnt even make sense he faded out of existence theres no way any amount of the symbiote could have been left behind

overall i think it was pretty good although it still needs to sit with me for a bit. its only been like a couple hours lol. not sure how much the logical inconsistency of the spell thing is gonna bother me but we’ll see

#spiderman no way home #smnwh #nwh #spiderman no way home spoilers #spiderman spoilers #smnwh spoilers #nwh spoilers #no way home spoilers #trying to cover all my ground with the spoiler tags lmao #word vomit #long post

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supposed to be editing huh vicky 🤨🤨🤨 im kidding let's do this 😌 how about 2, 7, 15, 17 & 22! ok that's a lot but i have restrained myself from sending all of them so be proud of me 💙

I'm always proud of you, Maya 💙💙 And yup, I've started the editing process 🤭🤭 (I still am fighting with a couple paragraphs from the end scene, so I decided to start editing and let my brain work it out in the background hahahah)

Let's do this (under the cut so I don't take over people's dashes):

2. talk about a notable time a narrative or character has looked you dead in the eyes and said “fuck your plan, here’s what we’re actually doing.”

Okay, this is fun. There's been a couple times. Can't talk about the most recent one before tomorrow, but. In Hourglass. Cashton were never supposed to be a thing. It was a one-sided crush side plot. And then Ashton looked me dead in the eyes and was like "did you really think you could put Calum next to me for an extended period of time being his cute and talented self and I wouldn't develop fEeLiNgS???" so... 😅

Oh, and let's never forget Ashton growing a sudden tragic past when I was writing what I thought would be a fun lil christmass-y one-shot fic that would later be known as All The Hues Of Blue 🤭 He was just "well, you see, I'm a bit broken. So this is not going to be just a fun one-shot. It's going to end up being a huge ass series. You're welcome 💙"

7. tell us about one of your characters who’s an absolute joy to write

LUCIFURR. Gosh he's so fun. Although I've never written him, him. Always about other character's perceptions of him hahahah. And, of course, Otto, my beloved 💙 Otto's always a joy to write. Can't wait to write more of him. Eventually. Some day. He's such a sweet character, I can't 🥺

15. in an ideal world where you’re already super successful and published, would you want to see a tv or movie adaptation of your work? why or why not?

Mayaa, you know the answer to this one 🤭🤭 YES! I'd love to, but. I'd also love to be involved. I have a degree in film, if in this hypothetical world they offered me the chance to work on the script, or helping the casting, or being a part of the creative team? Sign me the fuck up. Athob for example is huge on colour symbolism, I'd absolutely love to explore that in an actual film 😍😍 One can dream hahahahah

17. at what point in the process do you come up with titles, and how easy or hard is that for you?

It is the hardest thing sometimes. I spent two months with Hourglass as "Batman fic" on my drafts, trying to look for a title then deciding on using the name I had given the animation studio on it for the title.

For my one-shots, unless I've had a clear direction from the beginning (Kokology), it's been hard. Then they end up being named Crayon Record Store because there was a record store on the fic and since it was Cake I wrote for my best friend's birthday, who I have saved as "Crayon" on my phone –she misspelled crying and wrote crayon once and I will never let her live it down–, well, I just put two and two together.

Then there's All The Hues Of Blue, which working title was "Christmas is all around" up until the moment I was about to post the first chapter, then the title just came to me. Funny thing, because it ended up being the thread that bound together that entire story, part of what gave it meaning. And it just... came to me. And Rare as Gold came to me when I was reading about neutron star collisions and how they're believed to be the origin of all the gold found in our galaxy (at this point I already knew what the last words of ATHOB were, and chose the title for the sequel knowing that). And... it will play a big part on the final scene 🤭

22. talk about a writing experience that has pleasantly surprised you. or talk about several. seriously, writing is cool. you’re making up whole stories out of your brain, revel in that shit.

Pleasantly surprised me? 🤔🤔 There's been a lot. Of course all the friends I've met through writing, that's the first thing that comes to mind.💙 Even though I don't think that question refers to that, but. It's the most important thing.

Another thing is how writing is such a powerful tool for self-reflection. I literally, subconsciously wrote things into fics over three years ago that I'm only just now picking up on and understanding that say a lot about what I was going through at the time, or about who I am. It's so cool to be rereading something I wrote and then go "...huh." 🤭

#thank you for the asks Maya! this was a nice break from editing 💙#ask games #writing #athob

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Wanted to ask about beetlelyds, sorry, I thought it was technically cannon? Like in the old comics after the show ended she grew up and married him. Sorry I’m an old school fan and have no idea why this whole thing is such a big deal. Wasn’t the actor like 20 too? I’m sorry if I sound very dumb. I’m not used to this new tumblr.

youre fine you are one hundred percent allowed to especially when you do it civilly as you have done here

first of all the biggest issue faced in the whole what is and is not canon debate is the fact that there are three (four if you count the limited comics run) publicized iterations of my media

i will go over each very briefly just kidding this is going to a long answer so i will spare the dashboard with a readmore

there is the movie which im sure you dont need me to explain the plot since youre an old school fan but basically the climax is that yes beetlejuice does go for the marriage angle in exchange for stopping the exorcism of adam and barbara and his motive for this is so that he can cause as much chaos as he wants on the mortal coil but his plan is thwarted when barbara rides a sandworm into the house which promptly eats beetlejuice sending him to bureaucratic death limbo

the end of the movie features the deetz and the maitlands happily living together with lydia havign a new appreciation for her situation and beetlejuice gets his head made real small which is very funny haha

so no in the movie they are not canon editors note the actress who played lydia winona ryder was a teenager while filming the movie she turned 17 the year it released

the next is the cartoon which i will admit has the most grounds for being considered canon but in the end the show is about a middle schooler and her best friend who is a ghost which in itself is a pretty iffy gray area sort of thing but for a childrens cartoon to work a friendship is better than the obvious enemy status they held in the movie

anyway in the cartoon they are potrayed to be very close friends with lydia being the person beetlejuice cares about the most and honestly if you were to watch it with no prior knowledge of the media and if you ignored their massive and obvious age difference than yeah you probably would read it as a romantic relationship

however lydia is a middle schooler and that is simply immoral

there have been writers for the cartoon who have been credited to say that a relationship is what they were trying to invoke but for obvious reasons they couldnt exactly move forward with that angle with them establishing that lydia is a child in middle school and a fully grown adult man dating a child who is in middle school is immoral and also illegal in the united states and in canada

this isnt a good argument for whether or not something is canon and i will tell you why with one simple name and that is luke weber

if you dont know who luke weber is he was a storyboard artist on the cartoon steven universe he is known for making a lot of self ship artwork of him and the character pearl

he worked on the show isnt his material canon no of course it isnt it wasnt put in the actual publication and also if memory serves he was eventually asked to leave the project after he drew art of the shows creator giving him permission to date pearl and calling them her otp and a lot of fans hated this because the most generally accepted interpretation of pearls character is that she is sapphic so a lot of people took issue however that again is just a widely perceived headcanon it is never stated what her actual sexuality is no one in that show is because it isnt a show about that its about wait im getting off topic sorry

what im saying is what can truly be considered canon is what you see on the screen and with the cartoon they are definitely the most friendly with each other and that is why so many people in the beetlebabe shipping community take so much stock in the cartoon because it is the easiest to read the relationship between the mas romantic although that is not what the show actually provides in black and white terms

interpretation does not equal canon and in this case no matter what anyone says the fact remains that in the cartoon itself they are friends good friends yes but friends all the same

it is definitely not a show about a grown man grooming an adult and if it were you definitely shouldn’t be stanning it the extreme because grooming a minor is wrong and it is apparently a problem in the fandom

anyway if the cartoon and the movie are both products of their time and there was more leniency on content bear in mind this was the same era as notorious animation powerhouse and known predator john k who was a showrunner on ren and stimpy and he maintained a relationship with a teenager which was an open secret that nobody really took issue with because in that time being a woman in the animation industry was tricky business and your career could be ended easily if you rejected advances luckily time has moved forward and the animation industry although still full of problems of a similar nature at least people are getting called out and punished for it

you can look more into that yourself its really upsetting though

as for comics i havent been able to find good scans of them and im not willing to purchase them but in my search i never found anything about the two of them ever being married in the cartoon again because she is a child i did find a cover where he appears to be getting married and hes asking lydia to get him out of it but im not sure where the comic actually goes all i know is she is standing off to the side shrugging and looking like she doesnt really care

anyway that brings us to the musical which is set in the modern day

in the original libretto lydia is described as thirteen but since they got an actress who was older in the updated librettos she is listed as 15 and the story is pretty similar to the movie the young girl befriends ghosts and they try to scare her family out etc etc

the major difference between the film and the musical are that lydia and beetlejuice are more like friends like in the cartoon

she summons him to help scare after the maitlands attempt doesnt really work so he shows up and they have fun terrorizing people together however she drops him for the opportunity to perhaps get her mom back but when no one will help she goes back to beetlejuice who tricks her into almost exorcising barbara

she agrees to marry him in order to stop the exorcism and he only wants to get married so he can be alive again and cause problems on the mortal coil like in the movie in the musical he states several times its a green card thing whihc obviously doesnt make it okay but still

anyway lydia tricks him and runs off into the underworld before the wedding can happen blah blah blah she goes back blah blah and she agrees to go through with the wedding to save her friends and family with a plan to make him go away for good

theres a very tongue and cheek song called creepy old guy which points out how wrong the whole thing is but everyone is going along with it in a very comedic matter and it includes the line

i cant believe some cultures think this kind of things alright

basically saying yeah this is very very wrong anyway they do get married and beeltjeuice is alive for like 6 seconds before lydia stabs him to death with bad art and he dies thus nullifying the marriage because death do you part etc

so in the musical no at the end of the show they are not canon because he is dead their marriage is nullified and they go their separate ways

anyway sorry about that i just need to make it very clear that these three properties are all very distinct from each other and basically all three are indeed canon since they are publicized material and arguing the validity of which one is pointless editors note all actresses who played with the exception of dana steingold were minors for the majority of their runs as lydia with sophia ann caruso the originator of the role turning 18 during the run and dana being in her late twenties presley ryan however was a minor the whole time and still is one

tldr no they aren’t canon but to the credit of some people in this fandom their interpretation isnt too far of a stretch thanks to the era and some of the writers wishing to imply a relationship between an adult and a child

i also need to address how this is all a big deal and i suggest you take a peak through my discourse tag and check out @leedia‘s blog to see some of the more harmful things done by beetlebabe shippers

the beetlejuice fandom is home to many minors after the musical came out since musical fandom is vast and the ages of its members varies and normalizing pedophilia is harmful to them not to mention the people who have been effected by sexual harassment at the hands of adults

both sides have victims of csa but one side continues to perpetuate the cycle by showing time and time again that this behavior is normal and easily romanticized in the name of coping and literally anyone who has ever been to a good and credible therapist could tell you that posting cp even if it is simulated cp isnt a really good way to cope and you can get mad at me for saying that its totally fine but and im going to remove my character veil here for just a second as a csa survivor myself i think its harmful to not only myself but many others ok the veil is back down

tldr again there is a lot of bullying and harassment going on with both sides having their own issues but there is one side whos issues run a bit deeper in my humble opinion

thank you for your question it allowed me to talk a lot you are welcome to discuss further with me in dms if you wish i honestly recommend giving the musical a listen because it is very fun and despite what some people say its very clever and if you get a chance to see a boot of it its visually stunning

one last note that i couldnt really fit in here but a large portion of the beetlebabes shipping community ignore the musical because it openly condemns the idea of beeltejuice and lydia having a relationship and a lot of the antis take issue with much of the writing and characterizations of the cartoon just a note that i think is important since were talking about canon

#discourse #long ask #i am so tired #Anonymous

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babysizedfics · 4 years

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m glad ur feelin better!!!! do u have any spare hcs? im in a Mood and i love hcs sm 🐝

thank u bee anon!!! i am wracking my brains let's see

EDIT: this turned into a fairly long HC that focusses a on ro with adhd and autistic vee!

i can imagine the family all watching rilakkuma and kaoru on netflix (if you haven't already PLEASE watch it it's so soft and cute!)

because baby vee is very particular about what he watches, he is so jumpy and sensitive when little that his anxiety can be triggered by the smallest most insignificant details so logan and patton both carefully scour any possible triggers in cartoons and movies before putting them on for him

logan had learned that this particular show was pretty much all clear from triggers for virgil plus it was highly rated as being enjoyable for all age groups so he deemed it one of the few shows that they could probably all watch together

within the first few seconds, virgil was hooked - patton saw on his little face how his eyes blew wide with adoration at the cute bears on screen and he smiled past his paci and bounced on patton lap and reached toward the screen whispering 'cubble cubble' because the characters just looked so huggable

after a slight disappointment in finding out that he couldnt cuddle the bears, patton huddled vee close and the baby squeezed him tight and squeaked with excitement at the bears as the episode went on

roman was slack hawed and absolutely marvelling at the craftsmenship of the show - he actually fell right out of littlespace because he was so enthralled by the creativity behind the stop motion figures that he snapped 'out of character' as it were

he kept talking through the show, though not neary as much as he often did - only occasionally and always to ask logan how they did a certain thing with the models - logan dutifully explained what he knew about the animating process for stop lotion though admitted that he did not know much

they only watched two episodes as a family before vee got sleepy and logan insisted they should do something less screen-based, but that night roman binged the rest of the show in his room, amazed and adoring

and that started romans hyperfixation with stop motion animation and virgil's special interest with rilakkuma!

roman spends hours and hours and hours of the next couple of weeks studying the artform and collecting supplies to try his hand at it - albeit on a much smaller scale of course

and whenever vee draws pictures for the next couple of weeks they are always of the characters and he only cuddles his bear softies for a whole week before he picks up mento again

the caregivers of course indulge their littles' interests, amazed that both of them had clung so much to the show

they watched an episode every night, until they had gotten through all 13 of them - since roman had already watched them all in his adult headspace he had satiated his fascinstion in the artform and was able to enjoy them while little as well, he was very talkative and excitable and would infodump on all of the animation tricks he saw in the behind the scenes videos he watched on youtube

roman's hyperfixation only lasts about three weeks but he did create some cute characters with modelling clay and shot an amateur thirty second film with them that the other sides were very impressed by

but virgil's special interest is far more longlasting - baby vee doesnt stop drawing the characters for several weeks, there is no end in sight - he even gets so excited when he sees anything to do with the characters that he actually starts to breathe a bit too fast and shake and logan has to be careful to keep an eye on virgil's exposure to it as it can really overexcite him and strangely enough trigger his anxiety (projecting woohoo)

it carries over into his adult mindset too! he reads about the origins of the characters in sanrio and becomes equally fascinated and adoring of the other sanrio characters. he's pretty embarrassed about it at first and doesn't let anyone know about his new fascination, he keeps quiet about it and tries not to let the others see that his phone and laptop backgrounds are now of his favourite sanrio characters

but one day a couple months later roman casually brings up the show in conversation at dinner and virgil starts joining in the conversation, his toes are scrunching and unscrunching in his socks and he is rocking slightly from side to side on his chair as he blurts as much information as his tongue can manage about the characters and his favourite things about them and how the show handled the characterisation and what ither characters there are in the sanrio universe and what he thought of them and he doesn't even realise until he is talking through a thoroughly dry mouth and flapping his hand by his hip that he's been talking non stop for who knows how long

and suddenly he shuts up and feels his cheeks burn, noticing now how everyone around the table is looking at him, he grits his teeth, cursing himself for being so cringey and talking so much and why is he so selfish why didnt he let anyone else talk he shouldnt take up so much space

he mumbles sorry and keeps his eyes down from their stares but the others immediately reassure him, they weren't at all upset that he spoke so much, they were maybe a little surprised but really really happy that virge liked the subject so much and wanted to share it with them

he is still humiliated, he says okay thank you but deep down he still doesnt believe that its okay he still thinks its embarrassing and hes such a dork

but over the next few weeks the others invite him to talk about it more, roman sends virgil sanrio memes he finds on tumblr, logan plays the soundtrack to the show when he is trying to calm virgil down, patton buys him a little korilakkuma plush thats the perfect size to fit in his hand and it's even got the little beans in it and everything! it becomes his go to stim toy when he needs to calm down

and YEAH lots of feelings but to summarise: rilakkuma and kaoru is so so cute pls watch it, good for bby vee because soft, good for roman because art, roman has adhd and hyperfixates on the artform for a couple weeks before moving onto another hyperfixation, virgils special interest becomes longterm and though he is reluctant to infodump at first his family assure him its ok and they show him support through little acts and gradually he becomes more confident in it!

#i prob made a bunch of spelling errors but i cant be bothered to check ahshshs #little/big concepts #agere virgil #little virgil #agedre roman #little roman #cg patton #cg logan #anxiety tw #asks #🐝 anon #long post

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littleeyesofpallas · 3 years

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I just want to rant about theoretical martial arts choreography notes/guidelines for Batman characters but the sheer energy of my idiot brain’s manic wrangling of the subject matter keeps slingshot’ing my train of thought into like 3 different long winded prefaces to the whole subject that I can’t figure out how to juggle:

A rant on bad fight scenes in American comics, and consequently rants on all the different popculture trends with imitable approaches to action scenes that have influenced cape comics yet somehow haven’t managed to rub off on them

A rant on what makes a fight scene good, what makes a scene flow, what makes action clear and communicable, and how approaching that legibility is affected by different artistic/narrative mediums and even publication formats.

A rant on the importance of body language as language, and how that contributes to the development or expression of a character, and how it needs to be more than filler...

A rant on the influences of other fiction on Batman and what it means for Bruce’s fighting style and more importantly the logic of how to build Bruce’s theoretical fighting style

A rant on why I actually don’t care about Bruce’s fighting style and I’m way more interested in how his style influences his sidekicks’ and how they all have a lot in common that just highlights what their differences are and how they characterize them...

but I don’t want to actually get into any of those right now, let alone all of them; I just want to talk about how it’s super weird that this really bad anime (based on a REALLY bad manga) from like 2003 made me forever disappointed with any artist’s rendition of Nightwing’s fighting style. But like along with other things my idea of Nightwing’s fighting style is just kind of totally detached from anything anyone has ever actually put to paper. And it involves mixing and matching certain general movements and applications of different styles that, in order for those to make any sense and not just be a bunch of arbitrary name drops, i have to get into a whole breakdown of each style and define a whole damn glossary for each and...

bbblllleeeeuuuggggghhhhhh

...there goes any and all motivation or organizational capacity my brain has for writing anything coherent... >:T

Anyway, takeaways from this rant about the rants I haven’t gone on are

Batman fight scenes are a buncha forgettable garbage which is a heinous failure of the industry

Martial arts are cool, and choreographing martial arts for film is a whole super fukkin rad process (and a large part of what landed me in film school originally)

There are a lot of cool martial arts manga out there, and few if any actually get English releases which is a damn shame; and the actual use of visual narrative format deserves to be copied and learned from.

And all this RE8age tallgirl��thirst posting reminded me of Air Master, which is how I got back on this subject in the first place

while it’s nice to get this frustration off my chest, i’m afraid the 5+ part series of drafts for the actual rants on this subject will continue to sit unposted for the foreseeable future. ill stress over it again at some point in the near future to littel real effect im sure.

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watchmegetobsessed · 4 years

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Enchanted - Adam Sackler (pt. 2)

hi guys! this is a repost because something went wrong with the original one and it couldn’t be opened for some reason. let me know if it doesn’t work again! im also posting this story on AO3 so if anything happens next time you can always find it there! click here to see my profile

series summary: You are casted as Giselle in the Broadway adaptation of Enchanted with Adam as Robert.

word count: ~4k

Part 1

masterlist

Chapter title: Limo

“Let’s see one more time from the second verse,” Cynthia, your vocal coach instructs sitting back behind the piano, eyes fixed on the sheets before her fingers start working on the keys, bringing the song alive again.

Taking a deep breath your chest buffs and a moment later you are singing the lines you’ve been practicing for hours now. Your vocal chords feel tired, but you keep pushing and the notes come out almost perfectly.

“Amazing! Don’t forget to make the end of the second line a little more airy and sweet,” Cynthia reminds you when you finish and grabbing a pen you circle the word to remind yourself next time.

“Thank you, will do,” you smile as you start packing your stuff.

It’s been just two days since the table reading, so far you’ve had two rehearsals with Cynthia and two meetings with the animation crew that will be making the beginning of the story into animation, just like in the movie and it’s going to be projected to four different screens on the stage, giving a shorter version of the original one before anyone sets feet on stage in real life. You are beyond excited and thrilled to see the outcome of all these little pieces, but that’s gonna take a little longer.

As you say your goodbye to Cynthia you walk out of the room and head up to the office since Petra asked you to drop by for some more signing. One arm deep in your bag, you’re looking for your phone when you turn the corner in the hallway and you bump right into someone.

“Whoa there, Giselle. Watch out, this is the real world.”

Two large hands are on your arms as Adam’s low chuckle rings in your ear.

“Oh, sorry. I’m a little tired,” you shyly smile taking a step back and as your eyes find his gaze the picture of him spanking that girl in the short film appears in front of you, making your cheeks red as a tomato.

“It’s exhausting being a princess, right?” he jokes with a charming smile, brushing his hair out of his forehead as he shifts his weight from one leg to the other. “Where you headed?”

“I just, um… I need to sign a few papers in the office.”

“You done for the day?” “Yeah, I just had a rehearsal with my vocal couch,” you nod tugging your hair behind your ears, his intense look making your nerves tremble inside you. This man is really just something else and figuring out seems like the hardest task you’ve had to face so far.

“Sounds great, wanna grab something to eat? I feel like we should get to know each other better. Dance practices start tomorrow, I would hate to feel awkward when we are trying to look madly in love.”

He has a valid point, though you’re not sure if being alone with him is a good idea, but you just don’t want to appear rude, so you don’t have any choice than to accept the invitation. Adam walks you to the office and waits for you while you sign the paperwork, chatting up with a young assistant outside and when you return you have no doubt she has fallen for him under those three minutes you’ve spent inside.

“Alright, see you around Susan,” he salutes seeing you walk out.

“Bye Adam!” she giggles returning to her work and you can’t help but glare at her a little longer, watching her absentminded smile linger on her lips from the conversation with him.

“What?” Adam asks when the two of you are in the elevator and most likely your look on him gives away you are deep in your thoughts about him.

“Nothing,” you shake your head forcing your eyes away from his tall frame.

“Come on, I can tell you have something to say,” he chuckles tilting his head to the side.

“I don’t,” you insist. No way you are telling him what’s been on your mind.

“So you are the kind of person who just pushes everything deep down into herself and then at one point you’ll just explode?”

“I’m not pushing anything down, I just like to keep some stuff private,” you narrow your eyes at him. “Do you share everything you think about with the people around you?”

“Actually, I do,” he states as the elevator door opens and you walk out side-by-side. “I’m an honest person and I have always had a hard time filtering what leaves my mouth.”

“So you just blurt everything out?” you ask with an amused chuckle.

“Basically,” he nods holding the door open for you as the two of you step out into the chilly late afternoon of the city.

“That’s can’t be too beneficial sometimes.”

“Have I offended people with my words? Definitely, but at least you don’t have to worry about what I think about because you actually know,” he scoffs and you shake your head at him chuckling.

He suggests a pasta place near and you let him lead the way while the two of you keep up a rather light, nice conversation. When you finally sit at the table with your delicious looking carbonara spaghetti right in front of you, that’s when you realize how hungry you’ve really been feeling.

“So, I’m not really big on dancing,” he starts, eyes fixed on his plate as he twirls his fork around, getting the pasta around it before sticking it into his mouth. “I apologize for all the times I’ll crush your feet in advance.”

“How did you get the part if you can’t dance?” you chuckle.

“Do you think Patrick Dempsey was a great dancer in the movie?” he asks and you see his point. “Anyway, I’m just that charming, I guess,” he shrugs jokingly.

“Yeah. I’ll be doing the real work anyway.”

“All the singing, dancing and everything, it really is on your shoulders.”

You just silently nod, suddenly realizing the truth behind those words. The excitement and amusement have pushed everything aside in the past week, but the thought of being a leading role in a Broadway show has been weighing on you secretly, building up your anxiety in the back of your mind about how much is really on your performance.

“Did I say something?” Adam asks, the fork stopping in his hand before he places it back onto his plate, looking at you searching for an answer.

“No, you didn’t.”

“Then why do you look like you just saw a pedophile for the first time?”

“That’s an odd comparison,” you huff at his words.

“But it’s the truth. So what’s gotten you all pale suddenly?”

“I guess it’s just the weight of this whole thing,” you shrug, trying to make it look like a smaller deal than it really is for you.

“It really is a big thing,” he nods in agreement and you’re glad he doesn’t try to convince you it’s just all in your head. “When my previous show opened on Broadway, my then girlfriend just dropped at me that she is moving to Iowa and I couldn’t focus through the night, I felt like I fucked the whole thing up.”

The mentioning of his ex-girlfriend has you wondering who he is talking about. Is this the girl from the film or the one he made the movie with? Is this Jessa girl still his girlfriend anyway? You didn’t find that out and it would be weird to just ask him about it, right?

“Sounds like the worst thing to say to someone who is about to go on stage.”

“Yeah, she didn’t really understand the concept of timing, I guess.” Adam shakes his head at the thought as he continues eating and your curiosity is growing bigger with each passing moment. You just can’t let it slip without a word, you need to ask him about the film. He put it out himself for the whole world to see, he can’t be that ashamed of it, right?

“So… Is this the girl from your film?”

His eyes flicker up to you and you immediately feel your cheeks heating up under his gaze. At first you regret opening your mouth, his straight face frightens you, but then you see that tiny smile playing on his lips and you figure he is more amused than mad.

“So you did your search on me.”

“My friend did,” you shrug and this is the truth, it was Lora who went digging, but he doesn’t have to know it was your idea.

“I bet you have questions.” Leaning back in his seat he drops his hands to his lap.

“Quite a few,” you nod, not wanting to lie now. This is your chance to have a better look at what kind of man he really is.

“Shoot them.”

“Is it true? The plot really happened?”

“Indeed,” he nods without the slightest sign of shame on his face. “I dated Hannah, kind of on and off for a while, then we broke up, and I formed a surprising bond with her best friend, Jessa that eventually turned into a relationship.”

“Don’t you think it was fucked up to date your ex’s best friend?”

You still haven’t been able to wrap your head around the betrayal that it must have been for the first girl, to see her ex with someone she probably trusted and loved.

“I’m not denying that we could have dealt with the situation in a smarter and nicer way, it would have been better if we just came clear at the beginning and be honest with Hannah, but I do not regret being with Jessa.”

“Has she moved on?” you ask and you quickly add: “Hannah, I mean.”

“She lives upstate now and has a baby. As far as I know she and Jessa made up, so… Yeah.”

“So you and Jessa are not together anymore?” You find yourself asking, and the amount of curiosity in yourself surprises you. You definitely shouldn’t care about this as much as you do.

“No,” he shakes his head. “It was never gonna last, we were destroying each other.”

You’re dying to know more, wanting to find out what he really means by that, but you feel like you can’t cross this line just yet, so you have to put up with whatever you got.

“You watched the whole thing?” His eyes flicker up to you, now he is the curious one.

“No, just a little bit of it,” you say, feeling the blush return to your cheeks as the spanking scene immediately starts in your mind again. Adam stares at you for a bit, trying to figure out how much you really saw and you guess your face gives you away way more than you’d want it.

“You think I’m weird,” he states and not questions.

“I was just… surprised,” you admit chuckling. “I wasn’t expecting to see you spank someone on the screen.”

“So you are that… vanilla type of person, huh?”

“I’m sorry?” you grimace.

“Spanking is not that kinky, you wouldn’t believe what kind of fucked up shit people actually do. But if you are horrified of spanking you really are that prude type of person.”

“I’m not prude,” you defend yourself, the hurt in yourself surprising you. Why do you care what he thinks about you?

“Oh really?” He raises his eyebrows at you, obviously enjoying where the conversation is heading. “What’s the most extreme place where you’ve had sex?”

Now you really think your head looks like a tomato and you regret getting into this conversation. You should have known he would go into details.

“I’m not talking about this with you.” Shaking your head you reach for your drink and wish you could drown yourself in the icy water.

“Why? It’s not that big of a deal, you already know something juicy about me,” he chuckles, clearly enjoying making you feel uncomfortable.

“No, but I don’t think it’s appropriate.”

“You’ve seen me spanking someone, I’m sure you can’t get the picture out of your head. Give me something I can think about so we can be equal.”

“That’s literally the worst reasoning I’ve ever heard,” you shake your head laughing.

“Come on! If you tell me, it will help bringing us closer and we can work together better.”

“I doubt that would be the situation,” you give him a look placing your glass back to the table, but he is just smirking at you cheekily.

“I won’t tell anyone, alright? And besides, I’m asking for just one thing. If you watch my whole film, you’ll have a lot more on me, so you’ll be winning.”

“I don’t know if it should be considered winning and I’m not planning on watching the rest of your film, so…”

“Y/N, stop being a pussy!” he groans rolling his eyes at you. “Just spill it!”

He is really not giving up and you blame yourself for getting yourself into this in the first place. You should have just kept your mouth shut.

He leans forward and pouts his lip at you, begging with his eyes and you know you’re screwed. You have no choice but tell him.

“In a limo,” you simply say and you watch his eyes go wide.

“W-With like other people in there, or…”

“No, it was just me and the guy and the partition was up, but I think the driver knew exactly what was happening,” you shake your head chuckling at the memory.

“When did this happen?”

“I was… twenty. So like five years ago. I was dating this rich guy who took me to a posh party and I drank a little too much from the fancy champagne so I didn’t care to wait until we got back to my place.”

You don’t feel that nasty like you were expecting to, it’s like sharing a dirty little secret without getting judged, because Adam looks more thrilled than disgusted by this little detail he just learned about you.

“Was it any good?”

“I mean, we were kinda drunk and it’s not as comfortable as you’d think it would be in a limo, because the height is not enough in there, but it wasn’t bad for sure,” you admit chuckling.

“Mhm, alright, now I’ll think of you every time I see a limo somewhere,” he nods and you kick him under the table making him laugh.

“Shut up. Don’t you ever bring this up, alright?” you warn him holding up a finger in front of him. Raising his hands he shows he got the hint, though you are not perfectly sure he won’t ever mention it.

You hate to say but he was right when he said it would bring you and him closer. After sharing such an intimate thing you don’t feel that anxious just being around him. You’d think talking about your most extreme sex experience and his kink of spanking someone would birth some very awkward tension between the two of you, but it’s not like that at all. You still think he is quite weird in some kind of way, but then… who isn’t? You’re pretty sure he has something against you as well, this is just how it is.

***

The thing with Adam and his role is that he basically falls out of all the dancing and singing, leaving the hardest tasks to you and Clyde while he is usually just… there. In the park scene you’ll have a whole ballet with about thirty dancers with a continuously changing set around you, dancing for about three minutes straight while all Adam has to do is just… follow you around.

But he still attends rehearsals because Matt says Adam needs to know where he stands in the whole at all times. This is why you are at a huge mirrored room with ten dancers, you and Matt, relentlessly working on the choreography for part of the park scene while Adam just basically lingers around the room, occasionally standing in his spot.

“Get a great hold on her hip and just let her momentum help you raise her,” Matt instructs to the young dancer guy whose name you’ve been trying to remember for an hour, but it just doesn’t come to you. You stand facing each other as he nods and grabs on your hips firmly while you put your hands to his shoulders.

“Five, six, seven, eight!” Matt counts and you leap away from the ground, jumping up, but he misses the beat and doesn’t hold you in time, making you fall back to your feet and failing the move, again. “It’s not that hard, Jordan!” Matt snaps, clearly annoyed that you’ve been trying to nail this move for about ten minutes now. At least now you have his name.

He nervously lets go of you, rubbing his face with his hands, you bet he is trying his best, but he is just too nervous to do it.

Looking around Matt seemingly tries to find a substitute, but the small group of dancers at the rehearsal is not too promising, given the fact that most of them are women. You cross your arms on your chest, swinging your hips to the sides absentmindedly as you wait patiently. Matt’s dark and tired eyes land on Adam, who is sitting in the corner, reading a book and he makes an immediate decision.

“Adam, would you join us, please?”

His head shoots up and nodding he puts the book down striding over to you in the middle of the room.

“We need to improvise and I’m sure you’ll have no problem lifting her up,” Matt explains and walking around he instructs his hands to your hips.

You gulp hard at the warmth of his touch, having him so close is suddenly making you more self-conscious at the way you stand and look. Matt tells him how the move should go and Adam seems to be deep in his focus as he nods at the instructions.

“Y/N, try to jump a little higher, Adam is taller so you’ll need more power.”

“Okay,” you nod placing your hands to his broad shoulders.

“Alright, five, six, seven, eight!”

Bending your knee you push yourself away from the ground, your eyes meeting Adam’s gaze the moment your feet rise into the air and unlike with Jordan, you actually stay in the air.

His grip on your hips tighten, fingers digging into you and you suck on your breath holding part of your weight on your arms leant onto his shoulders. Just as Matt told him, he twirls you around, the skirt you’ve been wearing for rehearsals to make you get used to your future dresses flows after your frame until he finishes the whole circle and gently puts you down to the floor again, hands still on your waist and you don’t let go of him either.

“Okay, this looked amazing, so we are keeping it with you,” Matt cheers clapping his hands together, making both of you turn to him.

“What?” you ask a little confused.

“Yeah, I think it would look great.”

“Isn’t the scene about him being totally skeptical about the whole singing and dancing?”

“Yeah, but there is conflict in him, the music takes him a little bit so I think it would actually be amazing if he was the one doing the lifting.”

You see his logic and you have to admit it looks good, so you don’t question his decision. Matt puts the music on and the dancers take their spot around you as you start the previously learned choreography. You see Adam following his way around while everyone else is dancing around him, keeping up his skeptical act before it’s finally time for the lift again.

Your hands go to his shoulders and this time the whole move is faster, it’s just about a heartbeat long, but your eyes meet again and you let out a gasp knowing the music is tuning out the sound of it. You wouldn’t bet your life on it, but for a split second it feels like he squeezes your hips while holding up, and when he lets go of you his hand brushes against your butt or so it feels.

Your body reacts regardless of what your brain is telling yourself. It feels good to be touched by him and whenever his fingers dig into your flesh you think about what it would feel like if you weren’t dressed. And then, you make the mistake of thinking about the film again, the way his arms flexed with each movement before his palm collided with the girl’s ass.

You miss a step, but luckily, it’s not that big of a deal, Matt just tells you to focus next time and you shortly nod before he orders a five minute break. Wanting to escape the closeness of Adam you launch for your bag in the back of the room and grab your water feeling like you need to clear yourself out somehow.

“You clearly can’t contain your thoughts.”

His voice makes you jump and turning around your eyes meet his satisfied grin that you want to wipe off of him so bad.

“It would be easier if you weren’t touching my ass.”

“I wasn’t!” he protests, but the cheeky smile on his face gives him away and that you felt it right. He really was touching your ass. “If it makes you feel better, I thought that your rich ex-boyfriend had the same view of you in the limo while you rode him that I have when I lift you up.”

“Fucking Hell, Adam!” you gasp smacking his arm as he just laughs, enjoying that he can make you feel uncomfortable so easily.

“Come on! I’m just joking, okay? Let loose, you are so tensed.”

“If you kept your promise I wouldn’t be so tensed,” you mumble under your breath turning away from him, but he moves to get in your sight once again, leaning against the wall.

“Alright, I’m sorry. But I didn’t tell anyone, I swear.”

“Better keep that way.”

“Have you watched the rest of the film?”

“No, Adam. I told you I don’t want to,” you sigh, but it’s not really the truth. You do have curiosity about the rest, you just don’t know if you’d be able to handle it.

“Okay, alright. Sorry for bugging you. Though I’m curious what you’d say about the whole thing, like cinematically.”

“I’ll let you know when I choose to watch it and have an opinion,” you force a smile to yourself before walking away or more like escaping from the conversation.

Rehearsal ends an hour later and you have to do the lift three more times, having Adam stare into your soul every time you are above him, but you don’t think about the film anymore. Instead, it’s all about what he is thinking about. The thought of being on top of him in the back of a limo poisons your mind and no matter how hard you are trying to let go of it, you fail every time because there is that tiny smile playing on his lips and it’s making you lose your shit immediately.

You manage to leave without running into him once the rehearsal is over. It’s a huge wave of relief once you finally arrive home and you also feel like you could collapse right into bed from being so tired. After a relaxing shower you climb to bed and take your computer just checking up on your usual things. Right until you find yourself in your browser’s history, the cursor lingering above the link to Adam’s film.

“I’m losing my mind,” you whisper to yourself opening it and the film starts on your screen once again.

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blookmallow · 4 years

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i finally rewatched Us watching for details... I also took a bunch of screenshots, I’ve mentioned before I live in santa cruz and grew up going to this boardwalk so im obsessed with this movie, I’m going to go try to take some better comparison shots sometime (here’s a few I took before) (and here’s a Tethered mannequin that was outside of the frightwalk for a while. i havent been inside for ages so I don’t know if they moved him inside or if he’s just gone now) (i HOPE they did something with the theme considering the frightwalk is literally a horror attraction beneath the boardwalk. i dont really want to go in there by myself though lmao. not a fan of animatronics jumping out and screaming at me)

this is a lot, i have many things to say

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- the opening news segment is 11 at 11

- you can faintly see adelaide/red’s reflection in the tv screen, with a toy rabbit (her shirt also has twin lines on it in multiple places but that could be looking too far lmao)

- in the “Hands Across America” segment (aside from the obvious red figures linked together in the logo) : “from the golden gate bridge to the twin towers” another possible 11/twinning, and it starts in california, which is where the tethered revolution begins

- on “from sea to shining sea” the exact same coastline image is just flipped

(there’s also another 11 on the side of the TV here)

- “This summer, 6 million people will tether themselves together”

- brief mirroring in the boardwalk ad, not just two girls running on the beach but also two girls with upside down reflections in the ground,

- fairly obvious one, but “find yourself” (as a sidenote there’s nothing in that spot irl, the roller coaster and the swings are real but there was never a ‘vision quest’ or a ‘merlin forest’ as far as I know and there’s no door or anything there either, the interior shots must’ve been done separately somewhere else) (nothing’s left here from the movie now either, I have no idea when they filmed it because I never saw anything or heard anything about it)

- adelaide/red whistles “the itsy bitsy spider” when the lights go out in the vision quest - “down came the rain and washed the spider out,” it’s raining outside when her tethered comes up (and she is dragged down). she also drops her red apple on the ground before she enters

- zora’s rabbit shirt

- everyone else is eating fast food of some kind, except adelaide, who is eating red strawberries

as well as being a visual cue, its possible she has an aversion to meat if she was forced to eat raw rabbit as a child

- young adelaide arranging animals in the sand (it seems like some of the tethered tend to mirror their counterpart’s movements, so it’s possible she’s mirroring red, though it’s probably not that likely she’d be planning this early/the dance hasnt happened yet so its probably just foreshadowing)

- young adelaide very pointedly watches “her” mother crying, saying “I just want my little girl back” - she will never have her little girl back again, though she doesn’t know it (I’m not sure if adelaide still remembers what she’s done at this point either)

its also mentioned that ‘grandma’ has passed away as of the present time, likely adelaide’s mother (i dont remember if its stated outright but since the house belonged to the grandma, and it’s in santa cruz, that would line up) so. the tethered mother, if she’s still alive, would not kill red’s real mother in the uprising. dont know about the father, or if red knows/cares about this, but. thats there. that also means the original mother will never know what happened with her daughter (likely the father won’t either, it’s not clear if he’s still alive but there’s no mention of him being around/he’s not at the house so it seems likely he passed already too)

- adelaide, her reflection, and a (not so) itsy bitsy spider

theres even two spiders, one a toy, one real

- jason crawls out of a cabinet at zora’s feet and scares her while she’s looking in a mirror (which is also a very pluto-like movement)

- adelaide finds the toy rabbit in a box; assuming the intro was chronological, we saw “her” with it in the tv screen reflection before she went to the boardwalk, so this was red’s rabbit first (she probably does not remember this, though) (red also later finds this and cuts off the head, not sure why though)

- adelaide “sees” her child self in the room with her (in her memory) learning her dance alongside her reflection

but the reflection is the one she “sees” looking directly at her

(she’s also interrupted by hearing her son, above her, screaming because he’s trapped, but that might not be intentional) (though when red comes down here later, she is also interrupted by her son getting stuck in the closet too)

- she’s also wearing a choker necklace with a matching gold bracelet, maybe an allusion to. the choking and the handcuffs, again i might be looking into it too much, but. the white clothes which steadily become red with blood seems very intentional so i wouldnt be surprised if the jewelry was planned specifically too

- its really hard to see and its a split second throwaway comment but kitty goes “oh isnt that beautiful” showing her the magazine and i thhiiiink thats a white girl in a native american headdress :’ ) probably doesnt have. much deeper meaning other than ‘clueless white friends’ but

- guy buried in sand comes bursting to the surface again and scares his friends (also eyyooooo you can see the wharf in the background im down there all the time) (sorry this is still wild to me. i grew up here ive been to that beach like 9 million times)

- i didnt catch it and was waiting for it to be shown again and it wasnt and i dont want to go back for it but anyway jason has a drawing of a bunch of people holding hands in a line like the hands across america thing in his room, theres a lot of drawings around and we see his drawing of the first untethered, so he probably drew that as well

- jason has a hard time communicating, but he seems to use drawing as a way to express himself. he doesn’t tell his mother about the encounter with the old man (and only shrugs when he’s asked about it) but he does draw it. adelaide found self expression through dance when she was a child before she was able to talk, so he probably got those traits from her. her voice also goes low and hollow on the line “I just didn’t know if you were lost, or... taken”

- her voice also gets very strange when she’s talking about her memory of the encounter in the vision quest. low, shaky, harsh. its fascinating hearing how much alike the voices are (obviously they’re both the same actress/if the tethered are clones it makes sense that they’d have identical vocal chords but like. red’s got a fucked up voice. hearing echos of that in adelaide is wild and i didnt notice it at all before)

- its not clear whether adelaide actually remembers what she did, or even realizes she was the copy - is she trying to protect her family from what she believes was the girl who almost took her, or trying to stop her from getting her revenge? she describes the event to gabe as if she was the one who was attacked but escaped, and im not sure if she’s lying or has convinced herself that’s the truth

something’s going on with jason and pluto too but I don’t quite know what it is. when we first see jason he’s wearing a Jaws shirt, kind of a similar vibe to the thriller shirt, and when the tethered arrive he’s wearing a white tuxedo t shirt, white matching his mother’s white outfit. the others all go off to kill their doubles but pluto holds jason’s hand, sits with him quietly, watches his magic trick, he’s told to go “play” which. obviously has a violent undertone to it but he doesn’t actually try to kill him. i dont even remember seeing him with the scissors. why are jason and pluto different. why does pluto get stuck mirroring jason’s movements even to the point of his death but the others dont. why didn’t adelaide mirror red

i guess its possible its because pluto is the youngest in the family so maybe he hasn’t broken out of his connection yet? they didnt really ever explain how they learned to do that

and as for the connection with adelaide it. could just be that jason takes after his mom more and zora takes after her dad more but that seems too simple. i mean theres the theory going around that jason was actually switched with his clone too at some point and its got some good points (jason forgetting the magic trick, getting stuck in the closet again, etc) but theres a whole line of logic to debunk that too so its just. What’s Going On Here

cal 11

i took the first pic to get a comparison shot at the same place later irl but then noticed the ambulance they come across is the same one (#2) they saw earlier

pretty obvious but the real rabbit comes out through the picture of an identical rabbit (there’s also probably a “rabbit hole” allusion here)

i noticed this before too but now i have a screenshot of it, im the rabbit in the background just chilling on the floor during the climax here

- im sure i must have seen this before but i forgot about it. the 11:11 guy’s tethered didn’t have a sign so he just.......carved it into his head

- it never healed, either, he did it badly enough to scar

- red says “I couldn’t stop thinking about you, how you could have taken me with you” - she doesn’t mean adelaide ran off and left her there. adelaide made the choice to trap her in the underground. its possible red might have even been thinking how she would have let adelaide come with her if given the chance, which. i mean, i dont know how her parents would have reacted to suddenly having identical twins out of nowhere, but like. knowing there’s a chance red might have accepted her. and all this could have been different

this is definitely a movie that’s not really intended to be fully explained, there’s a lot of questions that aren’t really supposed to be answered, but nonetheless one of my biggest concerns is where do the clothes come from underground. red tells us they were all abandoned down there generations ago so nobody’s supervising or providing anything. how do they end up with copies of the clothing their counterparts are wearing. and here adelaide has a messed up faded old shirt that either looks similar to red’s shirt or is the same shirt just badly damaged, she switches it with red’s before she goes out for good so that explains how she gets the new shirt, but where did this one come from. why is it different if the other clothes aren’t

and of course there’s the whole question of “where did they all get these red jumpsuits from” but again. questions that aren’t really the point, i guess

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somewhereoverbifrost · 3 years

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Hey tumblr! Today I am going to vent about animation and representations of black people. This is a longtime frustration of mine, mainly because it's so ridiculous and so persistent. I am not funny, so just try to bear with me.

I am so sick of black people being turned into animals and other nonanthropomorphic entities in animated films.

Let me start by saying, it's not a bad thing to do if it's not the standard, but it's a longstanding standard. This is a comprehensive list of everything I can remember, many being films that I quite enjoyed and still do sometimes. But as a body, I am SO tired of it, and pretty offended too tbh. I want to also say that this doesn't just go for black people, it goes for Native American, Hispanic, and Asian cultures as well, but I'm being specific to black people because of the sheer prevalence that makes it so that it's an industry standard with black people and also Im black so I can remember relating to these characters, and being happy that a lot of them existed and were so cool, and then realizing this is all I was ever going to get. Almost all of it is Disney, but not quite. So here goes.

Let's start with just early Disney. Start with the music.

Dumbo

The crows in Dumbo. Jim the Crow. "The personalities and mannerisms of the crows—specifically their fast-paced, back and fourth dialogue—were inspired by the backchat found in the band records of African Americans artists of the time, such as Cab Calloway and Louis Armstrong. The crows were also inspired by African Americans on a deeper level; according to animation historian, John Canemaker, the crows sympathize with Dumbo's plight, as they are also an alienated group, ostracized because of their physical being."

Next! The Aristocats

It's jazz and as much as white people tried you really cant have jazz without black people. Scat Cat was originally supposed to be voiced by Louis Armstrong too, but he got sick and Scatman Crothers voiced him instead.

The Jungle Book

The Jungle Book was problematic on so many counts, but I'm going to try and stay focused here.

The Jungle Book was part of the Golden Age of Disney, where the music was better, fun, and more relatable. And everybody loves animals. So it's a perfect recipe for success. Make the animals talk, and you can have so much fun. It's true. BUT the music in style is largely based on black culture. It's the 60s. You want fun music that appeals to kids and it's pretty much unavoidable. The apes and monkeys in the Jungle Book are singing probably the most memorable song in the movie, "I Wanna Be Like You", that falls into a genre called "jump swing". I don't want to get into the racism of the song or the film at large tbh. I just want to say, that these black-coded characters were apes. At this point, Disney realizes they could use black culture without depicting black people on screen ever or even using black voice actors. Disney wanted Louis Armstrong originally, but thought it would be viewed as racist *looks into the camera like she's in the office*

The Fox and the Hound

Allegory for racism that even a five year old can pick up. Tod is not coded as black but his story is, and it's intentional.

Oliver and Company

The Lion King

It's Africa and rooted partially in African music. (Thank you for the play, I'm in love with it)

Tarzan

I don't know if I'd really include Tarzan in this one. It's always been lumped in on this list in my mind, but there's so much weirdness about Tarzan. They took out all the African natives because the depictions in the book were so racist (and let's be real, Disney would have done a horrible job trying to make them NOT racist at the time) but it's Africa and they ALL talk and are give human coding. It was a completely white cast so I'm close to not including it, but I cannot conceptualize they made a movie in the heart of Africa with zero black people, so I'm keeping it on the list.

Mulan

Eddie Murphy's voice is the voice of comedy tbh. It's so recognizable, and so recognizably black that it's to not think of his character as also black, despite being a dragon in China. All of the voice actors for every human were of East Asian or Western European deescent, so it really does stand out.

Shark Tale

Jamaican culture and African American culture and voice qctors

Ice Age

Ellie

Osmosis Jones

Behold, the black lead! A blood cell.

Madagascar

Set in New York and Madagascar with a mostly white cast, but several black cast members as well. This one is very rooted in the premise of the animals REALLY being animals, so I think it barely deserves to be on the list, but it's still on the list.

Shrek

Eddie Murphy's voice is so unmistakable. They're are so many white characters in Shrek, but also literally every other voice actor is white so it really stands out. I wonder if they'd ever let him voice an animated black man.

The Princess and the Frog

Black protagonists turn both turn into frogs.

Zootopia

Unlike The Fox and the Hound, Zootopia's terrible and super messy allegory for prejudice is not why incuded it. Zootopia is supposed to be a haven for all cultures and creeds. The writers' goals were to make them diverse. The cast is diverse and the characters are diverse and it's self-evident. Again, these are not bad movies necessarily or even bad forms of representation. It's just...the vast majority of representation we get.

Soul

Black protagonist turns into a soul blob

Spies in Disguise

Black protagonist turns into a bird.

Let me be clear. There are so many animated films that choose to portray their characters as animals or animated objects. It may well be half or at least the majority. It makes sense. It often sells, and it keeps the budget lower normally. I think that's great, and I think it's great to have a diversity of cultures and walks of life in those films and in the voice actors who play them. Representation matters. However, the dearth of human animated black characters that get to stay human and stay black compared to the wealth of human white characters that get to stay human and stay white is really incredible and it never stops. I've been frustrated about this since high school when Disney baited me with finally getting a black princess, and Tiana was, at the time, the only Disney Princess who had ever not been allowed to be a human the entire time. I was heartbroken.

Thank god for Spiderman: Into the Universe. It was such an incredible, indescribable feeling to see that in theaters, I could have cried.

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kaunis-sielu · 5 years

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Don’t Judge a Tiger: 3

“So, what were you doing with Fury?” Steve asks breaking the silence.

“I’m a documentary film producer and I want to make a documentary about the zoo. There are several things that we can do with this documentary. The most important being raising awareness for endangered species.”

“Oh wow. That would be great!” Steve says with a smile, “Would you only be filming the endangered species?”

“I don’t know yet. We for sure want to raise awareness but we also need to do popular animals to keep people interested.”

“Like lions, tigers, elephants and giraffes?”

“I half expected you to say bears.”

“Oh my.” Steve deadpans and you laugh loudly.

“But yea, you’ve got the right idea.”

“I mean I think you should definitely do the lions.”

“Let me guess. You’re a lion keeper.”

“Busted,” he chuckles as he drives you through the zoo. “What’s your favorite animal?”

“Honestly I don’t know. I like the big cats, they’re so graceful, powerful and majestic. But I love elephants too, they’re so smart. Oh and Pandas.”

“My friend Natasha works with the Pandas. They’re actually little shits.”

“I’ve seen some videos. I think it’s why I love them so much. They kind of remind me of Noah.”

“That’s your son right? The cool little dude hanging out with Bucky.”

“That’s him alright. He’s been good right?”

“Yea, he’s a smart kid. Asked me how big most prides are. Most kids his age don’t know that lions live in prides.”

“We just watched The Lion King.”

“New one or original.”

“Original. We’re going to see the new one next weekend, and I’m looking at tickets for the broadway show.”

“Man, Buck and I saw that show as kids and it was so cool.”

“How long have you known Bucky?”

“Pretty much my entire life. We met in first grade, I was a small pretty sick kid and Bucky stood up for me. I taught him how to tie his shoes and then we were best friends.”

“Oh my god that’s adorable.”

“He’s a good man.” Steve glances over at you and you give him a smile.

“That’s good to know considering I let my son go hang out with him.”

“Speaking of which they’re with the reptiles, or at least that’s where they were going. After they left the lions.”

“They’re probably still there. Noah likes the snakes,” you give a little shudder, “he keeps asking for one and I just can’t do it.”

“Scared of them?”

“I mean, yes. I am.” You admit causing Steve to chuckle.

“Well, maybe you’ll get over that fear if you guys film here.”

“Yea no. Not gonna happen.” You protest as the Reptiles building comes into view. There’s another golf cart parked outside and you take that as a sign that Noah and Bucky are still here.

“You want me to stick around? Make sure they’re here?”

“Nah, thank you for the ride.” Steve nods then pulls away from the reptile house.

You make your way into the cool, dark building. The low lighting takes a second for you to adjust to, you can hear Noah, Bucky and another male voice. You follow the voices rounding another corner you see the three of them standing in a small cluster. It’s not until Bucky takes a step back that any of them notice you there.

“Hi mom!” Noah says grinning over at you, a very, very large snake draped over his shoulders.

“Oh my god!” You shriek stumbling back, your heart racing. Bucky’s smile freezes in place.

“Hey, hey look at me.” He says in this low soft voice but you can’t tear your eyes from the slithering creature on Noah. “Rhody, get the snake and put it away please.” He steps into your field of view blocking the snake from you. “Hey doll. It’s gonna be fine.” His hands are warm on your arms, “can you take a deep breath for me?” You breathe in slowly, exhaling through your nose. The urge to throw up has passed but you haven’t stopped shaking.

“I. I d-don’t like sn-snakes.” You mumble embarrassed by your extreme reaction to the reptile.

“That’s alright. You’re not the only one, we had a woman pass out in here last week.”

“Momma? You okay?” Noah’s worried face peers around Bucky and you give him your best attempt at a reassuring smile.

“Yea buddy I’m okay. I just got scared of that giant awesome snake you were holding.”

“Her name is Daisy.”

“That’s a cool name huh bud.” You tell him forcing yourself to calm.

“It’s funny for a snake.” Noah giggles and you nod in agreement.

“Can we leave?” You whisper to Bucky who nods and quickly guides you out of the reptile building, Noah holding onto your hand as you go.

“I’m so sorry. If I’d have known about your fear of snakes I wouldn’t have brought Noah here.”

“No, Bucky, no. Noah loves snakes so I’m glad he got to see them. And hold one.” You shudder slightly at the thought. That snake was so massive against Noah’s small frame.

“Hey Noah, what’s your mom’s favorite animal?”

“She likes elephants!” Noah says excitedly.

“Perfect.” Bucky coos, “I know exactly where we’re going next.”

“To the elephants?” Noah asks as he climbs up onto the bench of the cart. You join him on the passenger side as Bucky gets behind the wheel.

“To the elephants!” Bucky cries and Noah cheers loudly causing you to laugh. Your phone buzzes as you ride to the elephant enclosure.

I love this idea! Have you talked to anyone there? What do we need to do to get this rolling? Carol’s text reads.

I’ve already talked to the zoo director and he’s in but he’s got to clear it through the board. He said he’d know by the 5th but I figure if we can let Stark know that we’ve got something in the planning stages he might cut us some slack. You respond.

“How long have you worked at the zoo?” You ask Bucky as he makes his way through the crowded walkways.

“I’ve been here for almost five years, spent three years in San Francisco but my family is all here so when a position opened up I applied and Steve vouched for me.”

“He’s the one that brought me to the reptiles. He’s a fun guy, said he works with the Lions.”

“Yea, Steve’s a good friend.” Bucky says with a little smile. You’re about to ask him another question when Noah gasps.

“Look mom!”

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