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redpool · 1 year

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NEW MOON

oops, i thought eclipse was before new moon

new moon is my favourite of the 5

mainly because i prefer the wolves

AHFGHGDHFHGCHG

CHARLIE!!!!!

ANGELA MY LOVE

jesus christ

lol

why do you say rabbit like that?

fucking hell

they're not even quiet about it.

the parallels to the R&J scene and the bit with the Volturi

lol, i thought vampires were supposed to be beautiful

DEMETRI!!!!!

lol

ew, shut up

ROSE MY LOVE

shut up Emmett

god

fucking idiot

i never thought these words would ever leave my mouth but PUT IT IN YOUR MOUTH

when i cut my finger my first instinct is to press on the wound so more blood comes out because it fascinates me, yours should be to cover it because you are in a ROOM FULL OF VAMPIRES.

how does the hair changing work for this kind of vampire?

because Jasper and Alice seem to have a different haircut every movie

THE CHIN TAP

FUCK

HOLY BALLS

clearly not

jesus sorry, I'm ignoring what's happening and trying to remember how to spell, apparently i can't spell it so clearly will have to do.

shut up, look at her bro

gasp

seriously

YAY TIME FOR THE WOLVES

look at her you little coward

shut up

there's not a single thought behind those eyes.

oh lovely, lead her out to the middle of nowhere then adandon her

what the fuck

thats not creepy at all

SAM!!!!!

is a bit weird tbh

THERE'S A POSSIBILTY THERE'S A POSSIBILTY

MM, MM-MM, MM-MM, MM-MM, MM, MM-MM, MM-MM, MM-MM

what are these nightmares from? PTSD or from the codependency?

ANGELA MY LOVE

oh my fucking god

this is not going to help.

ffs

skip skip skip skip skip skip skip skip skip skip skip skip skip skip skip

girl, just go to therapy, jesus christ

BELLA WHERE THE HELL YOU BEEN LOCA

SHOW ME THE BOY

GIVE HIM TO ME

ew, age is not just a number, you fucking pedophile

EMBRY, MY LOVE

AHSHDFVHGSDFV

good one, shithead

Charlie be my dad (NOT IN A SEXUAL WAY)

his voice irritates my brain

stop talking like that

skip skip skip skip skip skip skip skip skip skip skip skip skip skip skip

idiot

that's not enough blood for a head wound

ANGELA MY LOVE

stop

secondhand embarrassment

aren't you with Jessica?

jesus christ

Jacob is supposed to be 16, oh my god

lol

dont start with that toxic masculinty shit

you gotta stop bro

oh my god

'And you think I'm sort of... beautiful..' shut all the way up

STOP

pfft

i'm gonna hurl

ooo

hes losing it

Harry <3

jfc

stop looking

oop

'everyone' then proceeds to only name one person

oh my fucking god

how is that a 16 year old?

what, you expect flowers to last that long? do you not how the seasons work?

that's Sam right?

oh, they're all here, never mind

jesus christ Bella

wait she's 18 at this point right? and he's 16...

put a shirt on

liar

jesus, they're both bad for her.

he's got a fucking 8 pack

PAUL!!!!

oop

jesus christ

i fucking hate this so much

oh my god

jesus christ

EMBRY!!!!! god i love him

EMILY!!!!!!!!!!!! BE MY MOTHER

awe

grumpy x sunshine

AHAHJHDSFVJHS

what the hell

are you a fucking idiot?

oh shit

i hate that Harry died but i get Seth and Leah out of it so, i'm conflicted.

idiot

what kind of cpr was that

yeah, while you were attention seeking, Harry was dying.

eyeroll

fucking hell, that's not how this works, you stupid bitch

oh my fucking god

this treaty has been around long before you were even a thought.

*eyeroll so hard i do a backflip*

why do i do this to myself?

just yell, you idiot

*eyeroll so hard my eyes get stuck*

DEMETRI!!!!

FELIX!!!!

JANE MY LOVE!!!!!!

I FUCKING LOVE HER SO FUCKING MUCH

has Demetri always sounded like that?

ALEC!!!!!!

oop

shut up, Jamie Campbell Bower

oh my god

Felix, did your hand get bigger?

creepy little pervert

i see why Michael is always cast as the creepy weirdo.

oh god, i just noticed the children

why are you acting like you literally didn't just try to kill yourself??

Jesus, with the number of times I've rolled my eyes I'm surprised they haven't gotten stuck.

I'm gonna barf

his arms are the size of my fucking head

awe

oh my fucking god

I'M GOING TO SLAM MY HEAD INTO THE FUCKING WALL UNTIL I FUCKING DIE

I HATE YOU

I HATE ALL THREE OF YOU

see what you did, you've fucked up both their lives.

you've been together for like 5 minutes

#twilight #twiligh new moon #new moon #embry call #paul lalote #charlie swan #bella swan #sam uley #carlisle cullen #jacob black #emmett cullen #twilight commentry #rosalie hale #emily young #jane volturi #alec volturi #felix volturi #demetri volturi #liveblog

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wxniesrxse · 2 years

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卄卂ㄩ刀ㄒ乇ᗪ 卄ㄖㄩ丂乇

part 2

Warning: cussing 🤬

𓁹ᔕᑭOOKY ᗰOᑎTᕼ𐦂

"JAMES! JUSTIN! JIHOON! Help! " you hit the closet door as hard as you can. You weren't gaining anything from it so you stop banging on the door. You turn to look behind your back and the tunnel was still glowing behind you.

Should I check it out....maybe there is a good reason why Leo and Wonie would push me inside here...right?...

You start to crawl towards the extended tunnel on your knees and hands. Messy hair dangle to the side of your teary and sweaty face. You kept crawling endlessly but it seems you couldn't find the exit door...no... you can see it now.

It was another door similar to the one you just enter-

Or more like they pushed you inside without your permission. Instead of feeling angry, you felt so sad that two of the boys you liked did you dirty like that. Although this tunnel is pretty, you don't know what it is and what is going on behind that door.

Is this something similar to Alice in Wonderland? Am I going to see a different world? Or am I going to die?

Suddenly you heard a big bang coming from the door you are crawling towards to.

I'm gonna die...

Once you reach there you open the door and let it go. You saw how it look behind that door. Finally, you walk out of that tunnel and down the porch of the house. It is like you just got out of the haunted house except that this time the world looks darker. There are no leaves on the trees, no bushes, and no grass, everything looks dry and boring. Even the small house looks empty and haunted.

" Where am I...." You mumbled questioning the situation you're in.

"You're on the other side of the world, the dark side..."

"WHAT?!!" You back off from the stranger that randomly appeared behind you.

" Who are you!!!?!?" You shout angrily at him.

" Hi, I'm Jo Woochan, and I've been stuck here for..." he started to think looking up at the dark night sky which didn't have any stars nor a moon. " like a month I think..."

" A MONTH?!" Once again you shouted. Seems like today is the day you shout your heart out.

" B-but h-how did you manage to survive a whole month," then the realization hits you. "That means...you haven't found a way to get ouuuuuut!" You started to cry and panic. "I shouldn't have listened to Leo and Won! Argh! I'm so stupid! Stupid! Stupid!" You hit your temples with your fists.

"Uhh, your boyfriends?" Woochan asked raising an eyebrow.

" N-no, I mean I like both of them but-"

" you like two guys at the same time?! " the boy said scared and surprised.

" actually 3, but they're just my friends and will always be..." you said in a sad tone.

" SO ARE YOU ONE OF THOSE GIRLS-"

" NO WOOCHAN!" You were about to smack his head but then he is a stranger and looks the same age as James, JayJay, and Jihoon-

" OH MY, I AM SUPPOSED TO BE TAKING CARE OF THEM!!" You widen your eyes in panic. I think I'm gonna die today from a heart attack.

" Them?" Woochan asked.

"Yeah my little friends, James, JayJay, and Jihoon, they are over there alone with those mean guys...we'll except for Yorch..."

Woochan listens to you carefully but once you mention your younger friend's names he widens his eyes and walks closer to you. " Zhao Yufan? Takagi Jay and Han Jihoon?" He asked.

HOW DOES HE?!...

"Yeah them! How you know their last name-"

" THEY'RE MY CLOSEST FRIENDS!!" He said happily.

" Really?" You scrunched your face in confusion. " they've never mentioned you.."

" TELL THEM I'M HERE TELL IM-"

" HOW I CAN'T EVEN GO BACK INSIDE" You shouted feeling stressed about the situation. "...now that I think about it...they did mention you...I remember them talking to each other about searching for their missing friend...so it's you..." you thought out loud.

"INHYUK! JUNIL! Come over here!" Woochan shouted.

"Huh? Who is...oh?" You saw two guys running towards you two. Well, they're cute...WAIT YN?? Don't you dare to have a crush on them too!! YOU UNMORAL WOMEN!

Hopefully, they're 19 or 20...

" Y'all found anything?" Woochan asks his eyes glancing at their plastic bags. "Yeah, I found a walkie-talkie...I don't know if it works, and I found a watch for time..." the guy named Junil said as he showed each item to Woochan.

" I found a roll of paper towels, and one feminine pad," The guy named Inhyuk look at you and smiled. " you might need this..." he said gesturing the pad to you. You would laugh in this situation but you are NOT in a good mood. " not using this shit!" You look away from the dirty pad.

" Sorry, I was just trying to be helpful..." Inhyuk said as his smile faded from his handsome face. Woochan notice this and didn't like the way you talk to him. He walks up to you. " look YN, I know you are scared, so are we, and we have to try to find a way to get out of here but this boring world does not have many options for us...so please stay calm and hang on," He smiled showing his deep dimples on his cheeks.

" YN, is the first female to enter this world....us guys can be so stupid," Junil joked. " YN, that makes you a brave one!" Inhyuk grin. " or a dumb one-" Junil stop talking once you look at him in shock. " I'm sorry YN," Junil immediately said.

" You are right! I am! I shouldn't listen to those guys, I shouldn't have agreed to come with them to explore the haunted house! I'm so stupid!" You started to break down again. " and Inhyuk I'm sorry for being rude to you about the pad! Give it to me! I will need it.." you said looking at him with sorrowful eyes.

Inhyuk quickly takes out the pad from the pockets of his dark grey hoodie. He gives you a quick smile before looking away from you. "So, guys I found something last night when you two were sleeping," Woochan said pulling out a folded paper from his pant pockets. He opens up the letter and reads it. "To get the fuck out of this," Woochan paused as he look up at them 3.

"Yeah, this person will cuss in here, anyway. To get the fuck out of here, one of you has to wait here until more humans come in. Once they enter you have to kill a man and a woman. Once they're dead, bring them to me, so I can feed from them, then...my dear precious friend you can leave this world.

Sincerely the WITCH of the dark woods"

Everyone was awestruck by what they heard. "so that means, that any of you boys can kill me and another guy here," you said feeling terrified. "No no, we ain't doing that! We have to get out of here but not in this way!" Woochan said trying to be positive. "The witch said that's the only way! And I'm feeling so desperately! I wanna get out of here!" Junil shouted walking away from them.

" I think we should keep an eye open on him..." Inhyuk gulped the ball of saliva stuck inside his throat.

"Why?" Woochan asked.

"He could betray us... he just said he feels desperate..." Inhyuk gestures his hand toward Junil.

" no, I don't think he is capable-"

" I agreed with Inhyuk," you said interrupting Woochan. Inhyuk glanced at you with a small smile liking that you agreed with him. "I don't know Junil as you two do but, I think we should protect ourselves from him, or...I should protect myself from you three since I'm the only woman here," you hugged your body.

" I- you don't have to worry about me hurti- I mean us we won't do that...we need to think more..." Inhyuk said trying to assure you Woochan and he won't hurt you.

" That's right, for now, let's just rest, and tomorrow we'll see what we can do..." Woochan said starting to walk away from them. "Follow him, we have our little house," Inhyuk said gesturing you to go first in front of him.

" WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE IS NOT HERE?" James shouted as he was feeling angry and scared. "YOU GUYS WERE WITH HER!"

"Yeah, but she said she'll check the room and after she left we went to follow her and once we got there she was not there anymore! Honestly, I'm shocked and scared too!" Leo said." let's look for her now!YN! YN!" Jihoon shouted already searching upstairs. Everyone did the same.

JayJay notices an old vintage-looking closet in the middle of the room. "Maybe she's hiding here just to scare us," he said walking over towards it and opening the door. The neon blue and purple light shone on his face. "WOAW! What's this? GUYS! Come over here!" JayJay screamed.

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vicmeep · 2 years

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I felt a little better for a bit

The usual memories. Then the ones about Alice during the relationship later on. The stuff I beat myself up for.

When she was kind and loving. Even though it was after she would be angry with me.

From what I can remember.

Me - "you're gonna snap at me again..."

Alice - "No I'm not..."

Then she said something I can't remember the first part of but I remember the next part, "...just hurts. I bet you're scared I'm going to beat you like he did."

Then how she sent me this cute image of beep in a Christmas hat holding something. Then said, from what I can remember since I cant reopen the dm, "I know you're sad. But Beep and i both love you."

Then after because I always felt guilty for anything and everything I said something to her because I thought...it was true. Because I was a monster.

"I have never felt strong love since I was 14 years old.

Not even for you."

Then I remember her saying "you don't love me anymore."

I don't remember saying anything after that.

I want to break my nose. Stuff like this, is what makes me want to slit my wrist outside of my nihilism of people who do that to others.

Or with the constant thing that would rip me apart everyday. That I had nightmares about almost every night. How she got angry at me once when I was trying to tell her what I meant, of what scared me.

"Oh so I'm a slut to you?"

"That's not what I even said."

"Then what did you say?"

"I said

..." the rest I can't remember. I think it was something like she would never be mine completely, because she was *capable*. Of just... moving on if something ever happened to me or if I was just...gone some place for a long time but she knew and did it anyway. That's what ripped me apart as the months went on.

"That doesn't make any sense"

"Yes it does!"

And then after that I sent something of what bothered me when we first met. When she was flirtatious with the cashier and just...said something that bothered me because it reminded me of my father. Some dream she had back then. like she didn't want kids with me. That screenshot back then she said "There was one part of me that was happy and the other part like "oh god what did I get myself into."

When I sent her those screenshots I said "why..." Because I just...wanted her to say she wasn't capable.

After that she said "Im sorry...I'm sorry for being bad.."

I never said that and I never wanted you to feel that way back then...I even said this in my head back then.

After that I sent this image saying "it hurts"

Then she said "I know it does"... Then the usual happened where we went back to being cutesy even though I didn't want that until she just...told me. The pain was unbearable for months I just wanted her to tell me she wasn't capable. That's all I fucking wanted.

I want to hurt myself for being bratty and feeling bratty for certain dumb situations when I felt as if she just treated as if I was dumb over this dumb thing that happened once...

There's so much more. There so much. That's why I wanted to make that...video. but I don't know if I will be able to. Because of...how much I just want to die soon. I planned on doing the video on camera. I wanted to look more like at least half the man I wanted to look like and how she would think of me.

Even me typing this shit makes me feel guilt and me questioning "no that's not what happened...that's not what I meant..."

It's not like I can reopen the fucking dm to confirm that because I'm fucking stupid.

I never wanted her to feel like she wasn't loved. Every time any of this shit would happen I would get progressively worse and as time went on I always thought that she deserved better than me and that's why I just kept...

I never said to her that being with her was torture. I never said I would rather shoot myself than be with her, she literally fucking said that herself back then. The only reason why she probably even lied about that outside of just to cover her own butt, is because back then when she said that, I got silent. Maybe she thought that meant yes...

The last thing that comes to mind is just...this other time after another argument I think, when she sent me this sweet comic. That I tried looking for last night but couldn't find it...with this boyfriend coming home from work, very sad, and his gf tried to cheer him up. Even typing this made me tear up.

The bf in the comic looked so hopeless like I how felt and feel now. And the gf held him and said she loved him...and then he started crying.

I can't find it.

There's another memory I want to punch myself for but I don't want to type it out. This is long enough as it is. It's just something else I feel like I made her feel bad for that was in early January...she said something flirty and I just don't want to type anymore...

I ruin everything.

#long fucking post #tw sui ideation #sad bun #allie #alice #bad memories #tw guilt

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melchron · 3 years

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Nightmare Time 2 Episode 2 Thoughts

Can I just say that I love the 8-bit versions of songs. Jane's A Car sounds so good in 8-bit

Woah woah woah wait. What was that? Why was Homeless Guy in the intro? Is that important? Does that mean anything? I mean Ted was in the episode but still

EMMA!!!! I missed her so much. And she's living her dream good for her

And she sounded super southern just now. Ma'am you live in Michigan

AND ZIGGS!!!! Oh I love them. Please be my friend

Oh we're meeting Grace now? She's not what I expected. And I don't mean because she's played by Angela. I didn't expect her to actually be a nerdy prude I thought Alice was just being mean

Potte Hottay!!!!!!

DADDY?!??! IS THAT THE DADDY WE'VE HEARD ABOUT!??!?! IS HE GONNA GET US- oh nevermind mind he's dead. At least we got another Dylan Dad™️ out of it

OH Bob is saying the the thing!!! The thing the guy that tried to kill Willabella/Hannah said. The "The innocent must suffer" thing

TIG OL BITTIES!! I really hope someone recreates their painting

Emma had a dog quick right that down right that down

OMG Emma and Ziggs were about to go turned into tree people

"You have a fixation with fecal matter and I have had it up to here with you!" I'm sorry W H A T

I knew this would happen. Nick and Matt "Look at the cute Paulkins wedding this is definitely all the episode is" Lang. Of course we can't trust the synopsis. Of course the nighthawks are telepathic now

Ezekiel and the rest of the birds are terrifying

Please let Ziggy go to the bathroom. Did they make Emma poop outside too?! Going to the bathroom will not take that long I promise

Please let them get food they don't want your vomit. Ziggs is vegan they can't even eat that. Ezekiel is really stupid. If you would let them live their lives normally then you would have no reason to fear them getting help. They were going to continue growing weed anyway and I don't believe you need that much

AND you're making them sleep in the barn. Their growing the weed FOR YOU!! They were fine to continue doing so. What are you treating them like this for

"And let this man take our weed?! Issac, never speak to me again." ok so Ezekiel is growing on me

The other nighthawks should unionize

Reason #1852 I relate so much to Emma. Of course she's had her final words picked out since high school. I've been thinking about what mine would be for the past few years. I have a few ideas

I love Emma and Ziggy's dynamic. They are buddies. I'm so glad Emma has a friend it's what she deserves

Just when you think Emma might actually get her happy ending, she gets arrested. Why can't she be happy

That video was definitely made by the the Smoke Club teens what is even happening

OH this video. This is so sexy. Corey and Bryce sound amazing and this song is great. Rip Curt and Kim campers

THE MAYOR!?! I didn't think we would ever meet him. Hello

Their names are Mary and Noah I can't

HCB NED PETER SPANKOFFSKI <3333

Grace sweetie you did not need to tell everyone. I appreciate you trying to help but you could have at least asked Steph if she had a plan

Jerry and Jeri I love you!! And their song is so good. This camp has their own record company omg. Them ripping their shirts to reveal the same shirt underneath asdfghjkl

Oh they horny

Are you trying to kill him?!? He told you his blood sugar was low let him have his chocolate. I hate you Corey counselor. Die

That was on a school test?!? How many people did that go through without anyone seeing anything wrong

Steph and Pete are really cute omg. Peter is not at all what I expected. Like he is nerdy but he definitely is Ted's brother. He horny. But also he's not obnoxious like I thought he would be. He's so sweet and chill. He's cool and I like him. Nick did so good

Oh no Gabe is gross I thought he was chill. I wonder if he was only protesting with Grace just to get her to bang him

The lumber-axe puppet looks so cool!!! I love the eye

Grace only showers in a bathing suit? Gabe I don't think you would have wanted to do her

I LOVE that Peter is canonically jacked. This dude is not at all what I expected

Woah woah guys the other campers have to use the showers don't be gross

Noooooooooo not Noah and Mary!!! They were so young!! So pure!! The lumber-axe has no mercy

Of course Ted got put in solidarity confinement. And of course he snuck a p/rn magazine in there. It's cute that Pete found it an felt his brother was with him

Angela's screams!!

He's getting defeated by a p/rn magazine I seriously can't. Thank you Ted?

They let Jon go feral again yay!! I love it when this happens. Jerry is insane and I love it

Woah plot twist Little Jerri (that's how I choose to believe its spelled. A combo of their spellings)

I feel so bad for Jeri. She didn't deserve any of this

Um so is Grace camp director now? Also is she the new lumber-axe? Good for her I think

COREY YOU CAN'T JUST SAY BILL IS IN LOVE WITH TED AND BE ON YOUR WAY WHAT

#starkid #hatchetfield #nightmare time #nightmare time spoilers #nightmare time 2 #nightmare time 2 spoilers #perky's buds #abstinence camp #melchron the good book #mel thinks thoughts #long post

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appledotcodotuk · 3 years

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why the hive fckin suck at its job: a rant

spoilers for tgwdlm ahead!

first of all, it's important to consider what exactly the hive's job is. my answer is... who the fuck knows. literally. what is the hive's aim. what do you want Paul? more like, what do you want hive? let's find out!

it kinda evolves, as the play progresses. the intial aim of the hive, and one that does actually remain consistent is the constant burning need to grow and devour and gain more and more (insert capitalism metaphor here).

however, this is distorted by the people it possess who influence that aim, as we'll see later.

also the fact it crashes into a theatre displaying Mamma Mia gives the hive the motive it need to fit the world around it to the structure of the musical. having no originality of its own, the hive instead just picks up what is given to it. kinda like an evil baby.

it wants uniformity, that is indeed its ultimate goal and desire, no duh. it thinks it can achieve that through musical theatre, shame that the hive is dead wrong. cause the hive fucking sucks at its own job / aim / ultimate purpose / one concrete goal that motivates all its actions.

can't maintain control over its subjects

okay, so, the hive wants uniformity. it wants everyone to be dancing to the beat of its own tune. right? yeah. shame it literally can't keep its own possessed subjects in line at all. at the risk of sounding like the 10th doctor waxing lyrical abt humanity for the 50th time, humans are really difficult to control cause we're not really motivated by an altruistic allegiance to one primary good. we've got icky emotions that often move us to do stupid unpredictable stuff way more. it makes me wonder if the reason the hive wanted to use musical theatre to try and persuade ppl was cause it seems to think that is how theyll get emotive humans; through emotive songs. anyways. let's look at some examples shall weeeee?

Mr Davidson:

so, Mr Davidson. funnily enough, he's the guy whose in part acting as the hive trying to figure out what it wants through his interactions w/ Paul. every person it possess gives it just a bit more humanity and curiosity abt the world it is currently taking over. at least I think so. hence why as the musical develops u get character's like possessed!Alice wondering 'why does it hurt to love?' - the change in music and mood to something much more introspective really suggests to me that the hive is beginning to question the thoughts and emotions of its human hosts.

Mr Davidson is a family man through and through, he loves his wife Carol. she's his muse, his source of light. his feelings for her are not concrete or easy to explain and solve - hence why his sudden ahem demand of her is so hilarious and also jarring. it completely clashes with the 'I want song' which is simple, and often pushes forward a wider cause. not so with Mr Davidson, he just really loves his wife man. enough to break a frickin alien possession.

tbh I think its hilarious that (at least to me) the hive has to force him to forget and continue with the song, like, he straight up is just talking to his wife in that phone call, talking, not singing. so, no possession until he reverts back into song. ergo, the hive cannot maintain the uniformity it wants. even from the get go when theoretically its control should be stronger cause it has less ppl to co-ordinate. bad. at. its. job.

Paul:

this one hurts folks. yes, I know it's generally agreed, though somewhat debated that the state of Paul by the end of the tgwdlm is not purely possessed. I agree. once again, the hive is unable to truly enforce uniformity.

at this point, the motives of Paul and the hive are kinda just mixed, neither fully human nor fully alien. hence the constant shifts between pleeing for her to get away, to hide, to stay safe: 'what if the only choice is you have to sing to survive' and just full on old style hive nastiness 'let me puke in your mouth and just open your food bin girl' (so romantic 🥰 /j).

the hive has gone away from its original aim, and become something... different. no longer stuck to just one type of genre or style of song, it's really clever to show the developing complexity of the hive by showing how it is now juggling lots of different motifs with references to all the old songs from before recontextualised in a new way - its learning. evil baby... no longer uniform.

general miscommunication:

there are several instances of the hive not fully having uniform control over its subjects. for instance, right after not your seed with the three teens having to like... calibrate. they aren't just completely connected then?? also, this is a very small thing, but uhhhh at the end of inevitable when Paul is about to say the apotheosis is upon... the chorus interrupts him with USSSSSSS. interruptions??? not very in sync of u hive.

I think this inability to exert uniformity is also shown in the contrast between genre of musical theatre. my alien abomination cannot decide whether it wants to be the more modern edgy rock musical (join us (and die), not your seed ) or super happy go lucky old style musical theatre (lah dee dah dah day, and inevitable). it tries to do both, even while trying to encourage union, and sticking to one thing. hypocrite!!!!!

2. aims are guided by the people it possess

so, I mentioned this a bit already, but the hive isn't only mutating the humans, the humans are mutating the hive right back. this is more an interesting observation than any actual analysis but let's goooo.

greenpeace girl:

I think it's very likely that greenpeace girl is one of the first to be possessed. This is probably easily debunkable but whatever this analysis is flying by the seat or its pants anywayyyyy. why? cause where else would it pick up that whole 'this planet needs fixing' thing? it's interesting too, cause it morphs from expressing the desire to join hands and sing together, unity and peace with no actual action behind it. this then goes right to the other end, with the hive going 'fine I'll do it myself' and trying to save things by enforcing a dictatorship on the world. it develops and changes, and strays from its original means of accomplishing its aims! speaking oooooof...

3. inconsistent in means of accomplishing aims

okay, ur an evil hive mind. u think musicals are the way to win over these silly humans cause they're all weak and emotive and seem to respond to them. but, wait! schwoopsie! you haven't realised that for emotional depth and growth to mean anything, you need there to be established development and well... growth. otherwise the sentiments are as vague as the ones expressed in What Do You Want, Paul?

this show has genuine emotional moments, just not really during the musical numbers WITH EXCEPTIONS. any strife is smoothed over quickly, and so the development and change that would have to go into such growth is just gone. (see, You Tied Up My Heart) all so it can achieve its own desire to grow and grow and grow, maybe a metaphor for art being killed under late stage capitalism??

what actually matters is the impact the songs have afterwards, in causing a death - because we have a bond and care abt these characters. those short scenes between Paul and Emma are actually way more resonant than any song. except... inevitable, and also not your seed a bit. at this point the hive has learnt a thing or two, and can actually twist human emotion a little. but for it to do that, it has to reject the uniformity it prizes, and be adaptable. point towards being more human than it first thought? methinks so. and yet it's just not enough...

it's also why let it out, to me, feels really ingenuine. Paul has expressed himself in much better ways already. what they're doing is clearly paining him, and hurting the guy. he's terrified bless.

you can't force someone into being emotional vulnerable, man.

it's why all the deaths for the characters who are forced to express themselves are really violent, involving them being ripped open - literally forcing them to expose themselves from the 'inside out' as Alice reflects in Not Your Seed. you can't force genuine emotional connection, it has to be fostered, shown in the much more affecting relationship of Paul and Emma. the only reason the hive actually has power over our characters is because of these genuine emotional connections, which it tries and often fails to take advantage of, resulting in just resorting to brute violence. messy hive, very messy.

at the core, the musical's a kinda attack on that toxic positivity mindst: trying to force people to reach the sort of easy solutions by sharing feelings in a way that feels pretty invasive and deciding you are instantly fixed. the problems these characters face are jarringly not really what you'd expect a character in a musical to face, cheating, a lot of it, mid-life crisis. problems that are bland, or wayyyy too real. this is purposefully done, to reveal just how silly the hive's aim to use musical theatre to solve everyone's problem is. life is more complex than that smh.

4. a human can write a much more expressive, and genuine song than they ever could lol

u know which song I'm talking abt. what more is there to say. so much for making persuasive songs to tempt people over.

5. make me sad cause they took some perfectly nice ppl and funked them up 😭

this was a stupid point lol. basically I'm just bitter that this hive took a bunch of perfectly okay ppl and gave them hive brain. screw u hive. I swear I'm gonna watch Black Friday soon, cause I'm sure it's gonna completely destroy every thought I've had so far, but whateve,,, just take this as a look at tgwdlm like it's a stand-alone piece.

these guys are supposed to all be 'individuals' on one level, but also 'appendages of a much larger organism'. there's a little too much individualism and fracturing to be cohesive enough to do that I feel. the hive to me is not an infallible, unstoppable force, in fact, every human it takes over only brings it closer to understanding us. so that's maybe a slight positive note??? idk ?! I just have lots of thoughts and feelings abt this musical even if this doesn't make sense I'm proud i wrote it down hehe.

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Oh Lookity

Moar disgusting racism from Snorty!!!

"The other one"----plus they technically killed "the other" black character (Molars as Fin) last ep.....and killed "the Asian" the ep before. So yeah, pretty sure, no.

Also looooveee how this starts off with, "they're not gonna kill the remaining black woman, but yeah they are! Cuz i want it! But not racist!"

Umm....also....

A) but, but, but.....I thought Tabs was "thriving" in Chicago and need to return, immediately to the life of bourgeois materialism she eschewed well before she even knew a Jughead existed?

B) They've now written BH, VD and Pinkle as fully split up, still in the same town, all still very much alive....or does it not count when it's "placeholders"???

Oh Snorty, the only reason you said it is cuz you're a racist cuntwipe who wants Jughead back with your qween by any means----even tho, again, there was an entire season for them to reconcile (and 7 unseen canon years) and it didn't happen....

Because there's NOTHING to indicate Tabs is gonna be ded, any time sooner (for certain, as I'll detail below) or even later....

When I thought about who might die, my racism kicked into high gear. And I ignored that it's always somebody largely off the canvas, plenty of other peeps that could work, etc....cuz I'm also really fuckin' dumb.

Nobody GAF about Paulie. Never did, never will. And making it about Slizzy's and Alice's ladypain didn't change that. FAIL

I like Tabitha, buuuttt I hate her, cuz racist/she's "in the way", so lemme remind you she isn't important and Jabi suxxxxxxx!!!!

(bonus: what does Slizzy do? Wave around a gun, fail and look sulky? Douchie does nothing but look constipated, Vermin, Pussy and Tinkle do nothing other than dress slutty and act stupid and entitled. Ragey mumbles and fucks up. Fancee Boi (who, past the "kill your gheys" is a far moar likely contender for teh ded) does even less than that....)

Plus we know she isn't ded.....even in your "flash forward" (no) pic where BH is now engaged/married in Douchie's bedroom....and Slizzy looks sooooo beeyootiful in her bridal sweater vest, there is Tabi (who wouldn't be too jazzed, dudes).

But not racist!!!

Would it "look bad", not when there was already gross tokenism with the Pcats for what was actually meant as a backdoor pilot....also, too, also "BONE"???? Dude, you ARE aware that's a very derogatory racial slur all by itself, right?

At this point.....just start using the "N" word while you're headed to your KKK rally. We all know you want to....

Yes, if they can't kill one popular black character, why not off THE most popular black character----her grandpa? Who they only JUST brought back after a season, cuz realiced they needed him/everybody loves him???

Also "too far up Tabitha's ass"? You are such a charmer, Vile....

Tabs is a "fan favorite", Snorty....you just don't like her, cuz, again, racist cuntwipe.

Nobody GAF if Gossip Ghey iz ded...and none of the previous deths have every been anybody all THAT popular, etc....

I get you're noobie socks, but do you even watch the show?

Oh Vile, no they fuckin' didn't. And, if they did, they wouldn't off a ghey character. They had ONE actress use BLM to exploit her lack of screen time....the irony? It merely resulted in a new, actually talented actress being hired and getting the storyline FT clearly wishes she had....

"The pussycat actresses"???? Good lord....and no it was not "network mandated". If anything it was "tossing a bone" to RAS for a backdoor pilot. That isn't happening....

Good lord you're a liar.....also, if you legit think that was representation....

Far moar likely.....from another total noobie.....interesting, no?

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fitzs-trained-monkey · 3 years

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Chapter Seven: Way Down To Wonderland

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Rated: PG

~Hey Alice, is it greener here Or does it seem like dirt? Does it feel the same, can you say that you Are happy to be home?

The rabbit seems to call your name You're late, so it's time to move Oh Alice, you know it's your fate Tick, tock. No time to lose

Hey Alice, time is running short This can't take too long Make a choice now. On which side of the door Do you feel you belong?~

Did I know it was a bad idea?

Yes. Yes, I did.

Did I do it anyway?

Yup.

Was I going to regret it?

Yeah, probably.

Did that thought stop me?

Absolutely not.

I was going with Jack. I was going to leave that freezing nothing-in-nowhere place behind me and I was going to be free. With the Winchesters protecting me, I would never have to be afraid of anything ever again.

At least until they found out the truth. But I could keep them fooled for long enough, right? I mean, Jack seemed to like me. I wasn't sure in what way exactly, but he did seem to like me. That was something wasn't it? It had to be.

Me and Jack just sat and talked while Sam and Dean burned the bones and covered the body back up. The only reason I knew the body was there was because I had found this place three years ago, though as to the corpse's identity I had no clue. I was just making crap up.

When the job was finally done it was around midnight and the hunters wanted to go back to their motel. They also wanted me to come with them.

"But where would you sleep?" I argued.

"Oh, I don't sleep that much." Jack simply shrugged. I chewed on my lip, for every excuse I could come up with, Jack had a solution.

"Look Jack, I've spent a long time here and I've got, like, this 'secret hideout' where I always sleep- er, slept, and I just wanna go back there, collect my stuff and say goodbye, ya’ know? I'll meet you outside your motel bright and early tomorrow morning. Alright?" Maybe the slight truth would work where excuses had failed miserably. Jack sighed.

"You promise you'll come?" He asked.

"Cross my heart," I said, doing the motion.

"Good cause' if you don't show, Cas will know where you went," Sam said, his voice was friendly but it sounded like a threat. I guessed he was suspicious. Sam got in the car.

"That is true," Castiel said, following him. Yeah, they were both suspicious of me.

"Oh. Uh, nice." There went all hopes of running away from this. "Well where are you guys staying? Just so I know where to go," I asked.

"It’s called North Sea Motel, or something like that." Jack paused for a moment. "Uh, I think." I smiled with a shake of my head.

"I think you mean North Port Motel," I corrected him. Jack smiled.

"Yeah, that one!"

"Okay, well, I'll see ya there!" I started to dismount from where I sat, perched in a different tree, but Dean's voice stopped me.

"Say, where is this little ' secret hideout' of yours? We could drive you, just tell us where. Then you could get your stuff and come to the motel with us, you might even get a good night's sleep," Dean offered. I turned him down with a shake of my head.

"Nah, you boys get some sleep. Besides, if I told you where it was, it wouldn't be my 'secret hideout' now would it? Also, it’s not exactly accessible by car anyway, but don't worry, it’s not far." That was a lie. It was all the way across town, but I might need to use it to hide from these guys one day so telling them the location wouldn't be smart.

"Alright well, see ya’ tomorrow, kid." Dean climbed into his car and revved the engine, waiting for Jack before driving off.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow!" Jack smiled at me. His smile was sort of strange as his mouth curved up on one side and down on the other at the same time. I liked it.

"See ya’ tomorrow Jack-Jack." I winked at him from where I sat, perched in a different tree. Then in the blink of an eye, Jack was beside me, pulling me in for a hug. I was surprised but hugged him back. I took a deep, breath through my nose.

'Holy zoodles, you smell amazing!' I thought to myself. For a split second the thought entered my mind. For a split second I considered what it might be like.

But that wasn't going to win out.

I pulled away from the hug and Jack smiled his crooked smile and he disappeared, and I waved as the Black Impala drove off. I sighed.

"Whatever you're gonna say, you can go ahead and say it!" I said to the air.

No reply.

No Isaac.

Nothing.

"Ugh! You're so dramatic! If you wanna talk then talk, ya friggn' weirdo!" I shouted to no one.

Isaac still didn't appear. I hopped off my branch and began to sprint through the snowy woods at top speed. Mocking all the way.

"Oh I'm Isaac and I'm so superior to everyone and I'm a stinkin' drama queen who has to be all cryptic about my USELESS OPINIONS!"

I shouted the last bit before climbing the rope into the tree house. I had made it in under five minutes. When I hauled my sorry butt inside the tree house, Isaac stood there, waiting. He had his arms crossed and his shoulders square and his face was a mask of barely controlled rage. I copied his stance and stared back at him. He remained silent. I could only do it for so long.

"What?" I asked, giving in. Apparently that question was all it took for Isaac to explode.

"DO YOU THINK THIS IS A FRIKIN' GAME?!" He shouted. I couldn't help but stumble back a few paces. Isaac never yelled, not at me. Isaac yelled at everyone else, but never, ever, me. I blinked a few times, trying to discourage the tears.

"N-no! I-I-I just-"

"DO YOU HAVE A DEATH WISH?!"

"NO! But I-"

"REALLY? BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE! BECAUSE THAT'S HOW YOU'RE ACTING! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!" Isaac took a menacing step, and it took a lot of will to stand my ground.

"I don't know! I wasn't-"

"THAT'S RIGHT! YOU WERN'T!" I looked away, blinking furiously to dispel my tears. Isaac sucked in a breath, trying to calm himself.

"I was just trying to save our butts! I didn't think they would take it like that and try to adopt me on the spot!"

"Why didn't you just say no?!"

"Because that would have looked suspicious!"

"Then just run! They'll move on without you! They'll keep going with their lives! They don't care about you!" Isaac insisted. His words hurt. Why? Why did they hurt?!

"That's not true! They said they'd search for me!" I tried, but it was a weak response, and I knew it. Isaac laughed, it was bitter and without humor.

"What? Is it that Half-Angel freak?" He snorted. I lowered my head.

"He's not a freak," I mumbled.

"Sorry, could you say that a little louder? I couldn't hear you over all your stupidity!" Isaac sneered. My head snapped up and my teeth and fists clenched.

"Jack. Is. Not. A. Freak!" I growled. Isaac's eyebrows shot up.

"Wait, you don't- No. No, you're not really-" I knew what he was asking, and I simply glared at him.

"What?"

"Do you like him?" Isaac asked, disgust prevalent in his tone. I looked at the floor, grinding my teeth.

"No."

"OH COME ON! REALLY MARTY? YOU GOT A CRUSH ON THAT FREAK-A-ZOID!? ARE YOU KIDDING ME?" Isaac roared, "HE'S A FRIGGIN' TWO-YEAR-OLD FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!" I couldn't take it anymore.

"SHUT UP ISAAC!!!" I screeched, my pitch rising with my anger. I took a deep breath and stared him in his cold, dead eyes. "If Jack is a freak then so am I!"

"No, you are what you are. That kid, if you can even call him that, is trying to be two things at once! He's more powerful then the actual angel! Couldn't you feel it? That thing could probably kill you without even trying!" I rolled my eyes, my fists clenching tighter. I could feel my nails cutting into my hands, but I didn't care.

"Jack wouldn't hurt me. He's not like other hunters, Isaac! He's not doing this out of hate!" I insisted. Isaac's face twisted into a snarl. He walked over and looked down on me.

"And when he finds out that you've been lying? What do you think he'll do then? What do you think they'll all do? Do you think they'll just shower you with hugs?" He questioned, mockingly.

"No."

"They'll never except you. Once they find out the truth, and they will find out, they'll never love you. You know why?"

"Stop." I ground out through clenched teeth.

"Because they are not your family, Marty. They never will be," Isaac hissed.

"I don't need them to be. Besides, I can always talk them into it." Isaac stepped away now and started pacing the floor of our hideout.

"But you won't. You know why? Because it will never be real. That's what you want, isn't it?" He jeered.

"I just want to be safe! I don't wanna run anymore!" I protested, even though he was right. Isaac shook his finger at me.

"No, you want it to be real. You want it so desperately, don't you? That's what this is all about, isn't it? Deep down it's all about Jack, and you know it."

"You don't know what you're talking about, Isaac," I seethed. He turned to me with a quizzical yet mocking expression.

"This little crush you have on the hybrid freak, do you really think you have a chance?" Isaac flicked his finger against my skull. "I know you're all grown up in there, but out here you're still fourteen! And you heard it right out of his mouth, he may be grown up on the outside but he's still only two-years-old! I don't care which side you look at it from, that's pedophilia either way!" I wished I could punch Isaac in the face, much more than I usually did.

"It's not like that! You can't stop me Isaac! This isn't your decision to make!" I shouted at him.

"I'm not letting you go with them. If that means murdering all of them in their beds, then so be it! I'm not going to let them hurt you!" Isaac barked.

"What is wrong with you?! This is my decision! Why do you keep trying to control my life?!" I demanded.

"BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO WATCH MY SISTER DIE!"

I blinked. I couldn't speak. What could I even say? We stood across from each other, the anger draining away into heartbreak.

"I just want a friend, Isaac. Is that really so wrong of me?" I demanded in a whisper. A rain of emotion was beginning to sizzle out the fire of my fury. My spectral companion stopped in his tracks.

"A friend? What am I, chopped-liver?" Isaac asked, sarcastically. Though his tone was mordant, I could sense the hurt that sapped through.

"Isaac, that's not what I meant," I tried to back-track, but it was useless. Isaac's lip curled and his eyes narrowed.

"I've spent five years stuck in the veil, not being able to talk or be seen by anybody but you. All of that just so your sorry ass wouldn't be so friggin' lonely! I put off going to heaven and this is what I get for it?! What? Am I suddenly not good enough for you anymore? Is that it?!" He spat.

"Of course not, Isaac! You're my brother! You're my best friend and you always will be!" My voice came as a stressed whisper as I strived to explain, "It's just that-"

"That what? What makes him better than me? What makes any of them better than me?! What does that Nephilim freak have that I don't, huh?" He challenged, his voice like burning acid. I couldn't take it anymore.

"YOU'RE DEAD, ISAAC!!!" I screamed, tears gushing down my face like salt-water rivers. I couldn't stop them. "YOU'RE DEAD AND IT'S ALL MY FAULT!" Isaac blinked, speechless. "Mom and Dad and Jackie and Bree and Jazz; they're gone! They're all gone and it's all my fault!"

"Marty-"

"No, Isaac! You're gone and I can't have you back, not for real. I can't high-five you when we laugh, I can't punch your shoulder when you're annoying me, and when I'm upset you can't wrap your arm's around me and hold me until the tears run dry! You can't do that, and I don't blame you, but you can't!" I took a deep breath and looked at the rough wooden floorboards as I tried to mop up my tear-stained cheeks, but it didn't work. All the sadness from the last five years was escaping now.

"I don't-" Isaac started but I wasn't finished just yet.

"I need someone who can do that, Isaac. It's been exactly five years, eleven months, and twenty-two days since somebody hugged me! I didn't realize how much I needed it until now, and I don't think I can go on like this any longer! Isaac, I am all alone," I lamented.

"You have me, Marty," He whispered. I hadn't realized that ghosts could get choked up.

"Isaac, you're not really here," I whispered, painfully. "I know you're all I have; but I don't have you, not really. I don't want you to go, but every single day, this figment of you reminds me that you're never coming back," I sniffed, still trying to keep it under control, but the look in Isaac's eyes made that impossible.

"Oh, Marty... I-I'm sorry." I rubbed at my eyes, wishing once again that I could lay my head on his shoulder and just cry like I wanted to, but I couldn't.

"I just want you back!" I sobbed, my ragged breaths scraping at my dry, tender throat. Isaac reached out but his arms passed right through me, just like always. I looked to him in despair before moving to sit on the mattress. "Why did you have to die?" I whispered.

"I don't know."

"Just let me go with them, Isaac. I can't do this anymore."

"If you're going then I'm coming with you. Through thick and thin, remember?"

"Through thick and thin," I agreed. Isaac smiled at me weakly.

"Well, get your stuff together, we're goin' on an adventure," He said. I nodded and strode over to the backpack in the corner. Reaching to the very bottom of the bag, I grabbed hold of the two objects I hated the most.

Two bags filled with a pint each of human blood. The label bore the name: Aspirus Keweenaw Hospital. It was the only hospital anywhere near Copper Harbor, though it was more than twenty miles away. It was a long way to go by foot but now I would never need to go again. I just hoped that wherever these hunters lived there was a hospital nearby. I weighed the bags in my hands and considered the possibility of smuggling them past the hunters. The odds were pretty bad.

"Just wondering, how do you plan to keep this a secret while under the watch of four hunters?" Isaac asked from behind me. I inhaled deeply before turning back to him.

"No idea! But as for right now―" I ripped open a small hole in one of the bags and raised it into the air the way you would raise a toast― "Drink up me hearties, yo ho!"

I think you can figure out what I did after that.

-2 hours and 56 minutes later-

I finished packing all of my belongings into my backpack and a few extra things I stuffed in my violin case. Then, I saluted the now abandoned tree house farewell and tromped off through the snow to say goodbye to the one person in this town that I actually considered a friend.

The bell dinged as I pushed open the door to the pharmacy. I smiled at the shapeshifter behind the counter and waved. Dan-the-Dope-Man, regardless of anyone's opinion about his behavior, was the closest thing to a friend as I had made in these past five years. He may not have been the best person, but I owed him a lot and now this was the only way I could repay him.

"Marty! I thought you died! When I watched you go with those hunters, I didn't know what to do! Are you okay?" There was no one else in the store, so the man with the face of a forty-year-old hopped over the counter and rushed over to me, enveloping me in a hug. In this form, he didn't have his Brooklyn accent.

"I'm fine, Danny but, uh, I gotta tell you something." Dan released me and held me at arm’s length.

"What? What's wrong?" He worried.

"Nothing's wrong," I told him, shaking my head, "But I'm leaving."

"What? Why?" Dan exclaimed.

"Those hunters, they asked me to come with them, they said they're gonna protect me." Dan's brows pulled together and he looked at me with concern.

"Marty, they're hunters. Protecting things like us, vampires and shapeshifters, isn't exactly what they do!”

"They don't know what I am, and I plan to keep it that way. But these guys, they're different. They're gonna protect me, and maybe they'll help me find Felix!" I said, gently.

"That's a dangerous game."

"Let's hope I'm good at it."

"You're really gonna do this?"

"Yeah." Dan sighed.

"Well in that case, I'm gonna miss ya, Marty." He wrapped his arms around me, and I hugged him back.

"I'm gonna miss you too, Danny!" Apparently, my eyes hadn't rid themselves of tears completely. A few salty droplets dripped down my cheeks.

"Take care of yourself, sweetie. Remember, if you ever need a place to go, my door is always open." He said, patting my back.

"Thank you, man. For everything. I owe you a lot." I wiped my cheeks and gasped a breath as I pulled away.

"Eh, don't worry about any o' that. Stay alive, Marty. That's all the payment I want," Dan smiled.

"I can do better than that," I promised, smirking.

"Whattdya' mean?"

"If any hunter ever comes to check this place out again, I'm gonna give you a head's up. Sound good?" Dan grinned.

"Sounds great, Marty." He hugged me again and when he pulled away, he had an idea.

"Before you go, here, take these," He said, grabbing several items from different shelves and stuffing them in a bag which he gave to me. I peeked into the bag, inside were several boxes of chocolate truffles, four Hershey's bars, and one of those little solar powered flowers that waves when you place it in the sun. "It's not much, but it’s something to remember me by."

"I'll savor every chocolate, Dan. I'm gonna miss ya, have an awesome life buddy!" I waved as I pushed my way out the door, "I hope you get your daughter back!"

"Thank you, Marty! Take care of yourself! I hope things get better for you!" Dan waved back and I left the pharmacy behind, muttering to myself as I walked down the street to the motel.

"I hope things get better too."

~Hey Alice, do you want to play? The Queen's great (or so it's been said) Hey Alice, can you play croquet? If you're good, you can keep your head

Hey Alice, are you here or there Or somewhere in between? Hey Alice, would you ever dare To go back through where you've been?

Hey Alice, time is running short This can't take too long Make a choice now. On which side of the door Do you feel you belong?~

Lyrics from: Hey Alice by Rachel Rose Mitchell

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night-unfurls-its-splendour · 3 years

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Ok time again for the Cullen Car Corner.

I guess this has become an unofficial series on my blog now? Yes I have two running series on my tumblr - one is Jane Austen reviews and the other is me prattling half-borrowed opinions about seventeen year old super cars owned by fictional vampires which I have never and likely will never drive myself. Fun fun.

Ok so in my previous posts I've conceded to the accuracy and thoughtfulness of Paul and Jacob's choices of cars for the Cullens.

Rosalie, a serious machine girl drives a rather manly BMW M3, which can only be cool when driven by a girl (Edward calls it ostentatious, but clearly he's unfamiliar with the rules of the Top Gear Cool Wall)

Alice is perfectly matched with her soul-mate. No, not Jasper, a Porsche 911 Turbo (due to the utterly mind-boggling nature of the 911 series nomenclature - they haven't actually been 911's since 1975 - we'll take a wild stab and say that Alice's is a 997 based on the year and headlight style of the picture used on Meyer's website.)

And Edward drives a safe, boring, fastidious hunk of Swedish lead that Volvo legitimately thought could go up against an M3 like Rosalie's and couldn't. One that's not really terribly good fun to drive and IS SUCH A KILLJOY that you can't skid around a track in because the damn thing just won't let go. So perfect for Edward then.

But now im up to Breaking Dawn and we're gonna be talking about two legitimate "Super Cars". Low slung pieces of nastiness designed to be road legal but which can only really be enjoyed when driven at illegal speeds or on private race tracks. They, much like rum, are a vile drink which can turn even the most respectable men into complete scoundrels. Except Edward of course and one of them is his.

Because Edward has another car other than the volvo: one which, I assume he bought after his shiny new Volvo embarassed him in front of his brothers in a straight drag race against Rose's M3. A band-aid to sooth his wounded ego. His car of choice which those of us who spent a lot of time on Meyer's site back in the day and read the "Extended Prom Remix" outtake knew about long before its Breaking Dawn debut.

The Aston Martin V12 Vanquish. It is a very beautiful and terrifying thing it must be said. But, it does have the drawback of having a "flappy paddle" shift mechanism. That essentially means its an automatic, but with little paddles behind the steering wheel so you can shift it up and down as needed when you're driving at highly illegal speeds on the mountain roads of the Olympic Peninsula- you know, as one does. Sounds great right? Well maybe nowadays when they've worked out the kinks but when Meyer was writing these books it was new and it worked HORRENDOUSLY SLOWLY. Even when they released the Vanquish S in 2004, the one they tested on Top Gear kept refusing to stay in gear. They could barely get a lap time out of it. Rose's M3 has this too, which is why I had to laugh when Edward describes everyone gawking over it in the M3 in Midnight Sun (and I think it eas an optional extra on the M3 -- it was mandatory on the Vanquish-- which makes it even funnier). Meyer doesn't seem to know about the draw back, and neither, it seems, did her brothers. But that's really the only problem with Edward having a Vanquish.

Unless he bought it in or after 2004, in which case he's an idiot.

Because in 2003 Aston Martin revealed it's new Baby fo the 2004 model year: the Aston Martin V12 DB9.

Smaller, sleeker, faster - better in just about every way except it still had the stupid paddle shifter (although in the DB9 I THINK it is optional and works slightly better), if Edward was REALLY SERIOUS about cars the way he says he is, i think he'd have sprung for this baby.

Here, I think, is where Paul and Jacob's judgment went slightly awry.

We know Edward likes to make a big deal about his staid good taste. So IF the DB9 was an option (and let's not kid ourselves- he could have gotten one early if he needed to) then why did Edward, through Stephanie, Jacob and Paul, buy a Vanquish instead?

Well the name is more imposing, there's that. Perhaps he liked the look better - i can't imagine that's it though because the DB9 seems much less showy to me. The Vanquish is a Bond Car, after all and not just that but THE Bond Car in Die Another Day, the most over-the-top, ridiculous, cartoonish James Bond movie probably since Moonraker. IT TURNED INVISIBLE i just... That doesn't seem like the kind of choice Edward would make, when the DB9, not the flagship car for showing off, but the (more) serious balls-to-the-walls racer was available (and cheaper, i think I'm not mistaken in saying). The only sensible conclusion I can think of is that the Vanquish was a known quantity at this point, while the DB9 was new and he didn't want to risk all the brand new car trouble. But Rose is a mechanic and Alice could probably see any machinery cock-ups so...

Why then? Just why?!

#cullen cars #twilight saga #twilight renaissance #edward cullen #breaking dawn #aston martin vanquish #aston martin db9

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strangest-loser · 4 years

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Twilight Rewrite

Fire in my Blood ~ Jasper Hale x OC ~ Book One: Chapter Four

Chapter One / Chapter Two / Chapter Three

The following morning Charlie let Alessia off school for being sick without question because she never took the day off. Anyone who knew Alessia knew that she was allergic to the concept of skipping school but after everything she heard the night before her highschool attendance record wasn't exactly her top priority. She felt bad asking her dad to let her stay home after his friend turned up dead but she knew he needed answers. Sleeping in till noon was helpful, and a hot shower and a visit to Bella's room saw Alessia getting into Bella's truck (who got a ride from Jessica that morning to talk about running off yesterday) and driving into the woods.

A feeling deep in her gut told her that going back to the reservation was a mistake after what happened, but if there was a threat to her life then she wasn't about to sit by while a gang of mutts decided to try a human snack. She wanted answers and she wanted them now.

The slam of the car door is what brought Billy Black to his front door to see an extremely pissed 17 year old with fire in her eyes and a blue book in her hands marching towards his doorstep. "Inside. Now!"

"I know everything so I want you to tell me exactly what is happening and what the hell it has to do with me." Came her calm voice over the kitchen table but after her calm was met with silence she slammed the book down on the table causing Billy to jump in his seat and for the calm in her voice to die.

"BILLY BLACK FOR THE LOVE OF GOD YOU HAVE KNOWN ME ALL MY LIFE AND NOW YOUR BOYS ARE TRYING TO KILL ME SO YOU BETTER TELL ME WHAT IS GOING ON!" Alessia's voice was raised and her cheeks were tracked with tears, the girl who was usually so very brave was at the moment completely terrified. His face remained stoic but Alessia could see the guilt that was in his eyes, but right now she didn't give a damn how he felt.

"You shouldn't even be here Alessia, you should be in school or at home," began his excuse before the girl cut him off again "That's not what I asked now answer my goddamn question. Who is it anyway? You send Jake to kill me? Or Quill or Embry or Leah?" She paused at the look that crossed Billy's face. "... Was it Sam?"

His face told all and Alessia felt rage boil through her arteries and flow around her body, Uley was gonna get it. Alessia stood up so sharply that her chair scraped the floor before slamming to the floor as she made for the door with Billy Black chasing her out of the house. "Alessia no! It's not safe for you here anymore." His cries were met with Alessia falling still and without turning to see him answered in a strong voice. "You knew that it was him who tried to murder me in the woods last year, and you did nothing. You watched as they dragged my bleeding body out of the woods and you sat and comforted my father as they stitched my torso back together." Alessia lifted her shirt to show five prominent scars in the shape of claws run the length of her stomach, a wound that ran the span of her entire upper body and occasionally poked out of the neckline of her shirts. By now she was screaming. "YOU SAT IN MY HOME WHILE I SPENT OVER A YEAR TRYING TO RECOVER FROM THE WORST TRAUMA OF MY LIFE AND YOU PRETENDED TO CARE, I WAS FIFTEEN BILLY! BUT TWO WEEKS LATER YOU HAD THE AUDACITY TO SIT AT MY KITCHEN TABLE EATING MY BIRTHDAY CAKE LIKE YOU WERE FAMILY!"

By now the tears streaming Alessia's cheeks matched the ones on Billy's own, but she didn't care.

"You aren't my uncle Billy, you're a monster."

With nothing said after that Alessia reached toward her neck to grip a small necklace, the one gifted to her by the man before her, a wolf, ironic really. "You told me this would protect me," she spat out before ripping the thing off her neck and throwing it into the mud, "But you were a fucking liar."

The last thing Alessia spoke before turning to her truck again hurt him the most.

"If I ever catch you trying to lie to me or my family again... I'll kill you myself."

Jasper was stood in the driveway of the Swan house when the truck pulled back into the home. A look of understanding graced his face as he followed Alessia into the house and sat with her on the floor of her bedroom. "Are they trying to kill me because of your family?" Her broken voice portrayed that she didn't want it to be true and it was clear that this would be the last time she ever spoke about that tribe in such a way, because one of Alessia's character faults was she could be tolerant of people who hurt her but once you lost her trust you would never get it back, and the Quileute's had betrayed her.

Jasper was silent as he tried to find an answer for her. "You have a special connection to each one of us, both you and Bella." That made Alessia's eyes snap up to meet his face, "Does she know?" She was answered with a nod. It made sense really that she was hanging out with Edward so much now. The thought made her laugh "You know she is a little bit obsessed with Edward right?" Jasper laughed right back with her explaining just how much everyone wanted to murder Edward the next time he brings the girl up in conversation. The silence allowed Alessia a moment to contemplate before she nodded "I approve, never thought I would need to approve of any of Bella's boyfriends but I approve, to be honest I didn't know if I would ever see her again to need to."

The rest of their afternoon was lazy and fun until the brunette eventually roped the boy beside her into helping her study which didn't last too long until another bout of jokes and playful arguments broke through their productivity. Procrastination was clearly going to be a bad habit they shared.

Jasper went home just after three and it wasn't long till Bella walked through the door after school, walking up the stairs and into her bedroom. The door closed itself behind her making her jump and turn to see her big sister blocking the exit with a fake expression of anger. "Is there something you aren't telling me Bells?"

The suprised and guilty look and the stuttering is what broke her into giggles.

"you are the least subtle person I know, your 'I have a secret' vibe is literally visible from the moon, so spill" once again Bella floundered for an answer and managed to settle on "you wouldn't believe me."

"oh you mean I wouldn't believe you that Edward was a Vampire?"

"Wait you knew?"

"yeah I mean he isn't subtle either you two should really work on that."

Making her way out of the room she paused and turned around to speak again "oh yeah we're going to the Cullen's tomorrow afternoon so be ready, also tell Edward I'm gonna start putting a lock on that window." She may have approved but she still had to be the older sister, "vampire or not Bella you're still too young to have boys in your room."

That night the house was silent as Alessia lay awake properly processing what she had found out. She was incredibly close friends with a family of vampires and the Native American reserve that she basically grew up on was infested with wolves. This whole situation was absolutely insane and Alessia couldn't be sure that she wasn't drugged last night, but the more she began to think about it the more it started to make sense. She had known the Cullen's for two years now and during that time she always tried to ignore other people who tried to tell her that they were a weird family, how strange it was that they were never at school on the only sunny days of the year, and how they all looked like models, or how they never even spoke to anyone that wasn't Alessia. Thinking back to it now that is a little weird but she always defended the Cullens. Their looks she just blamed on the glorious gene pools they were clearly scooped out of and the people who pointed this out were often just jealous, and knowing Carlisle personally Alessia absolutely believed that he and Esme would drag everyone away to do outdoor activities in the nice weather, but the last accusation was always the weirdest one for Alessia, why did they only speak to her?

She began to focus more closely on the idea of their physicalities. Alice first, she was tiny and beautiful but her pale skin and golden eyes matched her whole families to a T, which was still definitely odd considering that they were all meant to be adopted from different families. Not to mention their skin was always lifelessly cold...

"You stupid idiot", she scolded herself digging her face under her pillow, "They couldn't have made it more obvious is they started giving out pamphlets, some profiler you are." The only thought running through her mind when she drifted off to sleep was 'how could I not have known?'

Seeing Alice's car pull up outside her driveway was what prompted Alessia to bid her father goodbye and jump into the back seat. Bella informed her that morning that she would be getting a ride with Edward which just prompted Alessia to laugh her ass off until Bella hit her with a pillow and banished her from her room. "I think we may need to set some boundaries with Edward and Bella, they are getting out of hand, I have to keep the key to her bedroom window in my pocket at night." She said draping herself across the two seats in front of her letting her head become level with Alice and Jasper. Their knowing smiled prompted them all to laugh until Alice told Alessia to sit back and put her seatbelt on because 'you can still die Alessia!'

The drive was content and filled with mindless chatter between the trio as they pulled up to a beautiful modern house, completely isolated, that caused Alessia's mouth to drop and her eyebrows to lift, "you guys hid this from me for way too long." The front doors opened to let the trio in and Alice skipped up the stairs in front of her brother and her friend disappearing out of sight. It was then that Alessia let her stomach tighten and her nervous energy started to fill the room. As if he knew something was wrong Jasper held her hand and sent her a questioning look that she just answered with a sigh, "I just don't want things to be different between us all now." As if the universe was wrapping her up in the softest blanket imaginable Alessia was suddenly filled with calm and it was so relaxing that she almost lost her footing as her knees buckled slightly, it was like the weight of the world was suddenly lifted from her shoulders and she could breathe again. It was a good feeling but it definitely wasn't natural so she looked to her side to see the level of concentration that Jasper held while looking at her and she didn't know how she just knew this was him, he was trying to make her feel better. A grateful smile crossed her face and before her overthinking mind got in her was she lifted herself into her tiptoes and pressed a gentle kiss on the blonde's cheek whispering a small "thank you" before letting her fingers slip from his grasp and begin to follow Alice's path up the stairs.

Esme was the first person to greet Alessia as she walked into the kitchen and she was gifted with another one of the motherly hugs that she always craved and looking over Esme's shoulder she exchanged a smile with Carlisle who was cooking over the burner. "That smells amazing for someone who doesn't eat Doc."

Rosalie strode into the room to greet the brunette next and before too long Emmet joined them and everyone sat around the room to talk about the secret that had been revealed to the girl sitting at the kitchen island while Carlisle and Esme cooked the Swan sisters food.

"So I know that you are all vampires, it's pretty obvious now that I know the facts, Jasper said that I am somehow weirdly connected to this but I didn't want to know anything more until I had you all here, you are like my family and I wanted you all to get to explain." She noted the warm look that was mirrored at her mention of family and continued her questioning. "Carlisle you were the lead surgeon when I was attacked by those wolves right?" After a nod she continues her question, "How did you manage that in your condition? I mean it must have taken incredible self control."

That was when the mood changed slightly and Rosalie piped up from her place next to Emmet "Alessia there's a reason we don't befriend humans, with the exception of Carlisle we can all find it difficult sometimes to be around humans because of the way they smell, we can hear their heartbeat and smell their blood through their skin and it can be hard for us to control ourselves around human blood when we are hungry, it's like drugs to us."

Alessia let her head fall into a slow nod before looking up and asking the million dollar question. "So how am I any different, why are you always able to spend time with me and how were you able to operate on me with that much blood present?"

This is when the entire family looked over the girls shoulder causing her to look back at the blonde boy stood in the doorway behind her, Jasper lifted his eyes to meet hers and after seeing her miniscule nod, her physical cue to say 'it's okay, I want you to tell me' he let the words slide into the room in his southern drawl.

"Darlin', your blood has no scent, we can't smell it at all."

The admission brought a confused laugh out of Alessia before she noticed the silence that surrounded her, "wait, you guys are serious?" Carlisle turned off the stovetop and walked around the kitchen island to stand in front of the teenager, "Alessia you blood can't be smelled by anyone in this family, we can smell other things, your vanilla shampoo, you perfume, but other than that it's like if we were smelling another vampire."

The shock was clearly evident on her face and the shock seemed to melt into an overwhelmed emotion because before she could fully wrap her mind around it she felt a soft cold hand slip into hers and begin to pull her away from the kitchen, her mind pulled away from her racing thoughts to focus on the short, pixie-like girl who brought her out onto a balcony facing the dense forest that the house was situated in the middle of.

"you guys really live in the most beautiful place," she spoke softly letting her hand fall out of Alice's grip to wind her arm around her waist in a hug that eased the thoughts racing through her mind. Another pair of hands sat on her shoulders as the door closed behind them and Jasper let out a laugh, "you looked like a goldfish in there." His laughter only increased when the brunette faked outrage and smacked him on the chest. "Oh yeah? When is the last time I told you the details of the reason I didn't want to murder you?"

"ouch Alessia, you wound me."

"oh whatever, get over it"

Alice smiled fondly at the two her eyes glazing over and her body stopping still as her mind flickered with images that she had never seen before.

A bright sunlit hotel room with a record player

Mirrors in front of a fire

Running through the woods

Flame red hair and pure white snow

An open field

The warm sun

A sparkling smile

A beautiful bride

Her focus was brought back to the present by the duo in front of her laughing and talking again.

"I'm bitter and complicated, it's one of my charms," Alessia answered whatever question Jasper asked that Alice wasn't paying attention to.

"I don't think you know what either of those words mean, or how to count."

Alice stepped in with her own giggle that emulated music and started pulling Alessia towards the balcony's edge, "ever climbed a tree before?"

The girl in question's face dropped before she tried to slowly back away from her friend who was now smiling at her like a mad woman, "no no no absolutely not, when I die it's gonna be when someone 'Julius Ceasers' me in the back after I inevitably betray them, not because two vampires thought it would be funny to push me out of their favourite pine tree." Her rant was followed by Alice's amused scoff and tightening grip as Jasper grabbed hold of Alessia's waist before hoisting her over the balcony's railing and onto the nearest branch ripping a tiny squeal out of the girl who would deny she ever made the sound for the rest of time, "Come on, this will be fun."

"You are not my favourite person today."

"He is never your favourite person, I am." Alice quipped before stepping from the railing onto the branch before her and when Jasper joined them in the tree both siblings gripped their friend securely, to let her know they wouldn't let her fall as they lead her through the trees talking as they spent time walking from branch to branch their laughter echoing through the woods.

After the trio spent an hour traipsing through the treetops Alice veered them off to a branch that lead them back onto the balcony and in through the double glass doors to see Edward and Bella had joined the kitchen posse and Alessia sat down just in time for Edward to point out that Bella had already eaten before she got here and lead the girl in question out of the room and up the stairs while Bella scrambled to explain herself, but before they could disappear from earshot Alessia managed to call out her annoying big sister spiel to "use protection" and "keep the door open", she even broke out the old "leave 6 inches for the holy spirit!" Which caused everyone in the room to chuckle at her clear distaste for the thought of Edward taking her baby sister away to what she assumed to be his bedroom to "corrupt her".

With the remaining Cullen's and Swan girl left in the kitchen Alessia clapped her hands together which pulled Esme's slightly hurt gaze (though she would never show it) onto her as she let her big smile grace her face,

"What's for lunch mommy Esme, I'm absolutely starving."

~ A/N ~

Hello my dudes,

We are over halfway through the first part of my Twilight Rewrite and I'm glad everyone seems to be enjoying it .

I was compelled to write this after re-watching the movies and realising how much better they would be if Edward and Bella's relationship wasn't so goddamn creepy... But this book isn't about them 😊

This is about my own OC and her relationships with the other various side characters that were done so dirty when the movies gave them the emotional characteristics of a foam board.

Also I adore Jasper and as much as I love him and Alice together in the movies he is my man crush monday and I wanted to give them the 'siblings-who-are-best-friends-and-would -literally-die-for-each-other-ride-or-die-my -dude' relationship.

So yeah, enjoy the rest of the story and I hope you all enjoy,

Aoife Xx

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