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kkpwnall · 1 year
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i wish all hold music a very die
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buttercupbuck · 1 year
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chronic sinusitis girlies being forced to live in covid era…truly gods strongest warriors
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githvyrik · 2 years
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me: I’m quitting the shitty job I hate that doesn’t value me or the coworkers I love dearly!!!! 💖💖💖
everyone immediately: okay but when are you getting another shitty job you’ll hate that won’t value you. huh. you know you have to like right away. clearly you don’t know how society works so I am required to remind you you’ll need to work constantly all the time for not enough pay in order to live because you need money to live. get a new job right now
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alltimefail-sims · 3 months
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Also for the record I post overviews not because I'm trying to be negative I actually like several items from the Goth kit it's just not my favorite and there were a lot of technical issues that should not have passed playtesting tbh!! But buy what you want just don't send me anon hate please 😂🙈
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okay wait how would porn⭐️eddie be with an innocent gf ?
HE WOULD LIIIIIIVE TO CORRUPT HER, THATS WHAT HE WOULD FUCKING DO. reader is 18+!
can you just imagine? he would take her to parties, and probably help her get drunk for the first time (safely, of course; he would never let her out of his sight). he would take her with him to get a tattoo and maybe a piercing, so that she can see how it’s done. for one of the final steps, he would ask if she knows exactly what he does for a living. when she says she doesn’t, he gives her a few of his movies “to watch alone in your room” with his trademark wink & smirk.
so, she would watch the films and be flustered the whole time. but she would also touch herself to them when she realizes how aroused she is, and wouldn’t be able to look him in the eye the next day as a result. she would just avert her gaze, stuttering a little bit when he asks what’s wrong (even though he knows damn well what’s fucking wrong), and he would finally get it out of her. when she tells him what she did, he only grins, pulls her in for a kiss, and says: “do you want to reenact one of those movies with me?”
she’s a little nervous, because those movies were so hardcore and rough. but what were in those videos? well, to name a few things: size kink, degradation, light bdsm, oral sex (including extreme throat fucking), spanking, and really rough sex. but those few things were her favorites, and she trusted eddie. he was her boyfriend, after all, the man who always looked out for her at every turn. the one who promised to quit his job for her. the man who always bent over backwards to make sure she was cared for and safe. she knew he would take care of her here as well, and if things became too intense, he would lay off or stop.
so, her first time isn’t quite as traditional as most other girls’. eddie refused to start until she came up with her own safe word & signal, and then it was off to the races. he recreated all of her favorites, minus the blowjob because she was still way too nervous for that. the sex itself is slow at first, because he’s so goddamn massive and he wants her to adjust to the feeling of his dick before jumping right into some hardcore shit. the whole time she’s a flustered, pleasurable mess, her head swimming in such ecstasy that she never imagined was possible. who would have ever thought that the innocent girl could be so into such filthy, rough shit? she never believed it could happen, that’s for damn sure.
“damn, baby,” he breathes in her ear at one point, fucking her into the mattress as her nails tear at his skin. “your tight little pussy is swallowing all of me right up. how does it feel? hm? to have such a huge cock in that beautiful, wet, virgin cunt of yours?”
she can’t even form a response. all she can do is moan, one hand in his hair as she tugs, feeling his long, thick cock stretching her walls deliciously with every thrust. she pulls him down for a messy kiss, their mixed saliva trailing down her lower lip, his tongue piercing swirling around her mouth as he mewls into it. when he draws away, he looks between their bodies, grunting as he fucks impossibly deeper inside of her. her eyes roll back as he thrusts perfectly against her sweet spot, every sensation in her body amplified by a million as she fists his hair tightly.
“wish i could see myself fucking into you,” he says, rotating his hips for a moment before absolutely pounding into her. “gonna fill you up really nicely in a minute, though. i can’t wait to see my cum leaking out of that pretty cunt, and then clean it up right after.”
he throws her legs over his shoulders, pushing deep inside of her and holding himself there as she groans in pleasure. he licks her ankle as he starts drilling her again, his long hair sticking to his sweaty face as his breathing picks up. he reaches down to rub hard circles on her clit, smirking as she begins to arch and whine, her pussy clenching around his aching length as she does so.
“feel good?” he pants, and she nods. “good girl; that’s what I want to hear. i want you to fucking soak my dick, baby. i want you to make as big of a mess as i’m about to make of your sweet little pussy. show me that i can make you feel better than your own fingers, or pillow, or whatever you used last night. can you do that for me?”
she nods, nearly crying because of how amazing it felt. and when she cums a moment later, it’s the best goddamn thing she’s ever experienced in her life. he cums so much inside of her that it’s leaking everywhere, and seeing it happen? oh dear god, it got him off so fucking hard. he delivers on his promise to clean her up after, too, going down on her for the third time that night and sucking his own cum out of her. he swirls his tongue around her pussy, their messes mixing together, and it’s the most disgusting, yet hottest, thing she’s ever seen.
but you also best believe that he’s gonna do such thorough aftercare with her. he is going to make sure she’s okay and take care of her; after all that roughness, especially for her first time, he’s going to make her feel even more secure than ever.
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ravenscamander · 2 months
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To celebrate the one-month anniversary of EPIC: The Circe Saga I present to you:
Moments in EPIC: The Musical that make me go
Mhhhhhhhh
dundundundun dun dun dundundun alright my brothers listen closely
but now we'll be the ones who ~Slayyyyyy~
Penelopeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Penelopeeeeee
And TELEMACHUUUUUUUS
i couLD RAISE HIM AS MY OOOOOOOOOOOWN
The Blood On Your Hands Is Something You Won't Lose, All You Can Choose Is Whose
(literally all of Just A Man, that song will haunt me forever)
(but especially:)
how could I hurt youuuuuu
I'm just a man who's trying to go home even after all the years away from what I've known
I'm just a man who's fighting for his life, deep down I would trade the world to see my son and wife
the choir chorus. Just. All of it.
forGIIIIIIVE MEEEEEEEEEE
forgiiive meee
I'm juuuust aaaaa maaaaaaan
The Full Speed Ahead Instrumental Intro.
Six. Hundred. Men.
600 miles of open seaaaaaaa
But the problem's not the distance (it's what lies in between)
And Ithaca's waitiiiiiiing, my kingdom is waitiiiiiiiiiiiiiing, PENELOPE'S WAITIIIIIIIIIIIING for meeeeeee
That High Note™ on full speed aheeeeeaaaaad
Captain? EURYLOCHUS
Captain?Politeeees
GIVE ME TIL SUNRIIIIIIIIISE AND IF WE DON'T RETUUUUUUUURN
Then 600 men can make this whole place BURN
So full speed aHEEEEEEAAAAAAAAD
WE'RE UP WE'RE OFF AND AWAY WE GO
You can relax my friend (...what)
That High Note™ on Give it a try it's not that hard
STAY BACK (stay back...)
See? This life is amazing when you greet it with open arms (~ahhhhhh~)
A CAVE
East! (That way)
Thank you! (Welcome)
HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN THE LESSONS I TAUGHT YOU
LET. ME. REMIND YOU.
~Goddess of Wisdoooooom~
~Master of Waaaaaar~
i HAD a challenge, a TEST of skill, a magic BOAR only the best could kiiiiill
Little Odysseus's LET'S GO
I can see youuu HOW CAN YOU SEE THROUGH MY SPELL
I was lying! And you fell for my bluff! Hahahaha
Nahhh, don't be modest, I know you're a goddess, so let's be honest you are
ATHENAAA (athena!)
Badass in the arena! Unmatched, witty, and queen of the best strategies we've seen!
The duet harmonies in the second chorus! Fucking superb
Look at all this food! Look at all these sheep!
WHO ARE YOU
YOU KILLED MY SHEEP
banger cello solo
MY FAVOURITE SHEEP
Take from you as you took from meee
theRE'S BEEN A MISUNDERSTANDING
Wine?
A gift from you and a gift from meee
My name is noooobody, Noooooobody, Nooooobody (aka That High Note™ part 3)
I'm so glad we see eye to eye
...what?
WATCH OUT
POOOOOOOLYYYYYYYYYPHEEEEEEEEMUUUUUUUUS
PO!LY!PHE!MUS!
Six Hundred liiiiiives at stake, it's just one liiiiiiiife to take
Stay in his blinds while you striiiiiiike his heels (STRIKE THE HEELS)
Show him that we're deadly! (HAH! HAH!)
SIX HUNDRED LIIIIIIVES AT STAKE IT'S JUST ONE LIIIIIIIIFE TO TAKE (pt. 2 choir version)
*body tumbles across the ground* cap...tain...
banger cello solo pt.2 electric boogaloo
*electric guitar fades in* dundundundundundun dundundundundundun
But captain, what will we do with our fallen friends?
remember them
REMEMBER THEM
(let's kill him!)
Remember them (part 3 choir version)
SCATTER
It was noooooobody, Nooooobody, Noooooobody
If nobody hurt you be silent! (Don't go!)
HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN THE LESSONS I TAUGHT YOU (no.2)
no
No??!!!
What good would killing do? When mercy is a skill more of this world could learn to use?
don't
HEY CYCLOPS
The next time that you dare choose not to spare, remember them! Remember uuuuus! Remember me!
I'm the reigning king of Ithacaaaaaaaa
I am neither man nor mythicaaaaal
IIIIIIII am your darkest momeeeeeent
IIIIII am the infamooouuuuus
Odysseus
(aka the first time our main character gets actually named aka the worst decision ever made by the poor guy)
You were reckless, sentimental at best. That's not a teaching of mine. You've grown soft! Your dead friends can attest! (hey) Put your emotions aside.
That Growl™ on I don't know where I went wrong
That's just like you! Why should I be surprised? Selfish and prideful and vain
You're Not Looking For A Mentor, I'm Not Looking For A Friend
At least I know what I'm fighting for while you're fighting to be known! Since you claim you're so much wiser, why's your life spent all alone? You're alone!
One day, you'll hear what I'm saying, one day, you might understand, one day. But not today for after all you're
JUUUUUUST AAAAAA MAAAAAAAN
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
*soft piano outro*
*epic horn intro*
*epic trumpet solo*
These waaaaaves and tiiiiiides have grown in strength and siiiiize
Brace for a STOOOOOOOORM (stoooooorm)
The likes of which we've never seen before!
Have them follow my ship, I'll ensure that we'll PREVAIIIIL
At this rate we won't make it out aliiiiiive
~an island in the skyyyyy~
We're gonna shoot for the sky! (what.)
STOOOOOOOOOOOORM, STOOOOOOOOOOOORM (this time with amazing harmonies)
WE'RE SHOOTING FOR THE ISLAND IN THE SKY! IN THE SKYYYYYYYYYYYYY
Please don't tell me you're about to do what I think you'll do
We're in the home of the Wind God! (We don't know for sure.) How many floating islands have you seen before? This is the home of the Wind God! (And what's your plan.) I'm gonna climb to the top and ask 'em for a hand
Have faith friend, we've come this far
Yes, but how much longer til your luck runs out
You rely on wit and people die on it, whooaa
I still believe in goodness
I still believe that we could be kind
Lead from the heart, and see what starts
Thank you for the concern but brother I can assure you, our journey is almost done. I understand that we're tired, I understand that we're fazed. But don't forget how much we already faced!
I took 600 men to war and not one of them died there. In case you needed a reminder.
If you want to talk more, let me pull you aside then. I need to talk to you in private.
Hahaha
I am the wind, twisting and turning
HAHAHA
Keep your friends close and your enemies closer! (Never really know who you can trust)
If they wanna get the bag open you gotta say No Sir (Sometimes killing is a must what)
It's treasure! what.
NO DO NOT.
Everybody listen closely. See how this bag is closed? That's how it's supposed to be.
Cause the end always justifies the means (everything's changed since Polites)
For nine days I've stayed wide awake, tried to make it home with no storm or tidal wave. I remain unopposed, the bag is still closed and I'm getting closeeeer to youuuuuuu (Penelopeeeee) I can't wait to make some new memories (Teleeeemaaaachuuuus) Time for me to be the father I never was
(just keep your eyes open) why are my eyes and my heart and my soul so heavy (just keep your eyes open) I keep on trying to embrace you both why won't you LET MEEEEEEE (Just Keep Your Eyes Open) So much has changed, but I'm the same, yes I'm the SAAAAAAME
Just keep your eyes open, keep your eyes open
Wake up. Wake up, Odysseus, they're opening the bag, WAKE UP
EPIC ORCHESTRA™
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
STOOOOOOOOORM
OOOODYSSEUS OF ITHACA
do you know who I am
*wave sounds*
POSEIDON POSEIDON POSEIDON POSEIDON POSEIDON POSEIDON POSEIDON Poseidon
In all my yeeeaaaars of living it isn't very often that I get pissed off
Iiiiii've been so graaaaacious
That's right, the Cyclops you made blind is mine (no)
I'm left without a choice, and without a doubt, Guess The Pack Of Wolves Is Swimming With The Shark Now
You are the worst kind of good cause you're Not. Even. Great.
A Greek who reeks of false right.eous.ness that's what I HATE
I mean you totally could've avoided all this had you just killed my son. But ~nooo~
YOU ARE FAR TOO NICE, MERCY HAS A PRICE
Unlike you, I have no mercy left to give cause
Ruth.less.ness is mercy upon ourselves
Ruthlessness is MERCY UPON OURSELVES
OURSELVES
*wave sounds pt.2*
We took no pleaaaasure in his pain
That High Note™ on We only wanted to escaaaaaape
The Line Between Naivety And Hopefulness Is Almost Invisible
die
When does a ripple become a tidal wave
43 left under your command
When does a man become a monsteeeer
Iiiiiii am your daaaaaarkest momeeeent
Any last words?
ALL I GOTTA DO IS OPEN THIS BAG (WHAT)
EPIC BRASS SOLO™
Remember meee...
*eerie strings*
We came across a palace, inside we heard a voice
Sir! Sincewelefthomewefacedavarietyoffoesfromawiderangeofplaces gods, monsters, you know the roster, hostile creatures that we could resist, but this was a hell of a twist cause we are weak to a power like this!
What was it??? A woman.
What.?
She had us in just two words
~Come inside~
Damn
That Run™ on Go ahead and rest wherever you liiiiike
Take a seat (Yeah)! Let me bring you all something to eat (Yeah)!
This is the priiice we pay to liiiiive, the world does not tend to forgive
We have to go save them. No we don't
There's no length I wouldn't go if it was you I had to save! I can only hope you'd do the saaaame?
hehehe
hehehehehehe
hahahaha
I must say, what a brilliant speech you gave
Divine intervention, someone who's not afraid to... Send a message
Hermes? AHOHOHOHAHAHAHA
the chorus
That Run™ on When you take her on aloooooooone
the chorus again, this time with harmonies
~Here in the root of this flower there lies such a power to take her on~
That High Note™ on then you'll manifest a Being of your creation (all you need's imagination)
And I call this root ~Holy~ ~Moly~
Ahh...
AHAHAHAHAHAHA
More Chorus with More Harmonies!
OHHHHHHHHHHH OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OHHHHHHHHHHH OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Don't thank me friend, you very well may die. Ahmhmhmhm! Good luck
*Carmen intro*
Lady of the palace
Did you do something to them? Who me? All I did was reveal their true forms.
You turned them into pigs.
Ha
I don't know who you are nor why you're here, but let me make this one thing clear: I've got people to protect, nymphs I can't neglect, so I'm not taking chances, dear
If you make one wrong move then you're done for, anything I don't approve and you're done for, I could put a spell on you and you're done for, boy you better run or soon you will be done for
I DON'T MEAN TO TIP YOUR SCALE
~dire consequence~
Hermes gave it to you, didn't he?
Okay fine, yes, but regardless-
Duet version of I've got people to protect
*sword sound* You've lost.
My nymphs are like my daughters I protect them at all costs
... I'm not sure I follow
There are other ways of persuasion, there are other modes of control, there are other means of deceit, there are other roads to the soouuul, there are other actions of passion, you have so much left to learn, want to save your men from the fire? Show me that you're willing to buuuuuurn ohhhhhhh
~so much power, so much power~
I can't
*Penelopeeeeee* but make it viola
She's my everything, my Penelope
*sigh* Poseidon, eh?
I know of a brilliant prophet! Problem is this prophet is dead
I remember actions of passion, I have been in love once before. Maybe one day the world will need a puppeteer no moooooooore. Or maybe one day the world will need a puppeteer
MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORE
I apologise for any spelling mistakes and also for the length of this. It took me way too long but oh well
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harlowhockeystick · 24 days
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I’m setting the scene for this dirtycop!nate : hot, summer city day, readers day off, she’s been doing a bit of retail therapy, & whilst in the changing room, her phone buzzes with a text from Nate ‘I get off in 15 minutes, know of anything fun I can do for the evening?’
And it should gross you out, the way he talks about you like an object, but it is just what you need at this stage in your life.
So you’re walking down the street back to your apartment, and you decide to give him a little call. ‘Hello, I’d like to report a crime? Indecent exposure? There’s some girl walking down 29th street and I don’t think she’s wearing anything under her dress. Is that something you can deal with?’
And within 2 minutes, his car comes screeching to a halt next to you. ‘Excuse me ma’am, we had some calls, afraid I’ll need to search you - let’s go somewhere more private’
this. THIS. THIS IS SO DIRTY COP NATE!!!!
he would love when you played into it too. like when you spoon fed his ego and when you buttered him up and gave him exactly what he wants. he liiiiiives for it
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thewriterowl · 1 year
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POV: you're reading little bird for like the tenth time and you realise selene is the same name as paz's foundling in blooms and when you go back to check blooms, you also realise that the tusken boy is definitely boba's. please excuse me im laughing my ass off that luke's student is paz's foundling in another world.
:D I am so happy you are re-reading it! And yeah lol I made Selene back for What the Stars Let in and was just "I like this one" and now Paz has his own foundling in different AUs. Cause, it's cute to imagine big Paz in blue with his tiny, pink Twi'lek founding.
AND THAT TUSKEN BOY SHOULD'VE LIVED! LIIIIIIVED. He should've been Boba's foundling, so he got to keep him as his son in Blooms XD
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brianjaeger · 1 year
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2023 Academy Award Best Picture Nominees Guide For Those Who Haven't Actually Watched Them
We’re doing this again? We’re doing this again. It’s Oscar season, and while you’d normally dismiss this annual guide as being preposterous, you also probably didn’t have “Best Actor winner physically assaults the voice of Osmosis Jones” on your Oscar BINGO card last year. 
So, here we are with a 9th Oscars Best Picture guide so chock-full of name-dropping and smug, self-satisfied wordplay, and presented with such an utter lack of self-awareness, that it would make Ariana DeBose proud.
Now, just like Han-juh-lah Bahss-ett...let’s do the thing.
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Avatar: The Way of Water
The rat aliens are hittin’ the beach! Surfs up as Jake Sully, Na’fertitti and their kids, Girl Gollum, Rex, and Slimy Smurfette are runnin’ from the military police who are dead set on stealing their precious Vibranium! It’s a rough and tumble tug-o-war on the high seas when the jarheads drink blue goo to turn into rat monsters themselves and battle Jake’s kin on their home turf…er, I mean home LIQUID turf! Watch in stunning 3D as the slender monkey-mouse people hop on pterodactyls, shoot poison arrows from their mossy bows, and make friends with the scabby whalesharks of the seven seas! Stick around for the post credits scene where Sigourney Weaver paints herself blue and holds her breath for 49 minutes then gasps and screams, “Fuck you, Kate Winslet, I’m the king of the world!” Oh, she's got a waaaaaaaay of water. Don't know what it is…but I know that I can't liiiiiive without her, anyway.
3 Things To Casually Inject Into Conversation To Prove You Saw The Movie And Sound Like An Expert:
James Cameron called Todd Field to ask if he wanted to create an alliance and compete for Best Picture as AvaTár.
So far, Avatar: The Way of Water has made $2.269 billion - which is equal to approximately twenty of the 2004 Wayans brothers classic, White Chicks.
Cameron famously held off production of subsequent Avatar films so that technology could be invented and developed to elevate the experience from the original. Unfortunately, due to delays of ChatGPT, Cameron had to leverage his own brain to generate the dialogue.
The Fabelmans
The Fabelmans is a film that posits that the seeds of genius that bore Close Encounters of the Third Kind, Schindler’s List and Saving Private Ryan were planted when an artistically gifted, beautiful dreamer struggled to decide if she'd rather have sex with Paul Dano or Seth Rogan.
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I thought it was a bit much when the “Sammy” character was watching his parents make Thanksgiving dinner, and his mother said, “We have so much gravy!” and his father smiled and said, “You're gonna need a bigger boat.” Then, "Sammy" looked at the camera and winked.
I thought it was a bit much when the “Sammy” character was playing in his room with new friend, Edwardo Torres, and his mother knocked on the door, came in and said, “Your mother just called looking for you. E.T., phone home.” Then, “Sammy” looked at the camera and winked.
It was a bit much when the “Sammy” character brought his mother into the closet to show what his camera captured during their family camping trip, and as we’re about to see the difficult truth revealed, a white-bearded old man with a cane and straw hat burst into the closet and in a Scottish accent announced, “Welcome to…Jurassic Park!” And they just stared at him for a few beats until the mother said, “Oh no. Crazy old man Hammond got out again. Let’s get him back home.”
Everything Everywhere All at Once
This nominee takes its title from what Michael Bay screams repeatedly whenever pitching the idea for a new movie.
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It kind of took me out of the movie when Dr. Strange showed up, looked around, and said, “Oh, great! Where am I now?! This is truly…a multiverse of madness!”
The film has been lauded for its portrayal of the identity struggle for a particular group of Americans, those of Hot Dog Handed descent.
The second Best Picture nominated movie featuring actor Ke Huy Quan. Quan can also be seen in The Fabelmans when after "Sammy" stands up to a bully at high school, it cuts to an adult Quan wearing a vintage New York Yankees hat and screaming, "He no nuts, he CRAZY!"
All Quiet on the Western Front
The CODA team is attempting to do what no film series has done besides The Godfather and repeat at this year’s Oscars. In this sequel, the Rossi gang heads out to California to get a Pacific coast fishing business off the ground, and with Ruby back in Boston at Berklee it’s…all quiet on the Western front! 
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The entire cast was so committed to these parts that they learned German as their language from birth to prepare for their roles.
Writer/director Edward Berger traces his lineage back to Burgermeister Meisterburger. The family shortened and Americanized the surname upon arriving at Ellis Island. You’ll note, there isn’t a single toy in the film.
In an odd attempt at synergy across its titles, Netflix promoted All Quiet on the Western Front by shooting a season of Love Is Blind where all the women were from the greater Dallas/Fort Worth area and all of the guys were ashen-faced German teenage WWI soldiers fresh from experiencing the abject horrors of war.
Women Talking
Shoes. The Bachelor. The Bachelorette. Shoes. Brunch. Guys I have crushes on. Farmer's markets. Harry Styles. T-Swift. Murder podcasts. Shoes. TikTok dances. My basic human rights are being systematically taken away by a patriarchal government primarily controlled by old white men manipulating a social media-poisoned, economically- and sexually-repressed puritanical voter base conditioned to look toward blustery insecure men as sources of power and security. Shoes.
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Sarah Polley called Todd Field to ask if he wanted to create an alliance and compete for Best Picture as Women Tárking. 
The score by Hildur Guðnadóttir is moving and accents the heavy material, so then using Weird Al's "Amish Paradise" over the credits felt like a strange choice.
Sarah Polly was the voice of Young Celeste in 1989's "Babar: The Movie" so you could say that in that role she was an elephant woman talking.
The Banshees of Inisherin
Men not talking.
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The film Siskel and Ebert gave two thumbs off.
Similar to All Quiet on the Western Front, this film must be watched with subtitles due to the entire cast speaking with their native Irish accent.
Colin Farrell’s miniature donkey, Jenny, is actually a motion capture performance by Andy Serkis. 
Elvis
Vowing to carry on the plans for world domination of his thwarted brother, Goldmember, this film stars Tom Hanks as Professor Proboscis Prosthetica, in a performance critics have called "at least he's not Gepetto". But, standing in his way is Austin Butler, international man of mystery - and just like the Elvis accent he developed for the film, he can't lose (it)! Yeah, baby, yeah!
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This film shares the distinction of being the second-most nominated music biopic in Oscar history with 1942's Yankee Doodle Dandy, a film about Dandy, the Goldendoodle who played right field for the Yankees for one game during WWII (also the inspiration for 1997 Academy Award-nominee Air Bud).
I know Baz Luhrmann is known for unconventional and highly theatrical choices, but I felt it was a bit odd to have Plácido Domingo return as the singing moon from Moulin Rouge to perform an operatic rendition of "Are You Lonesome Tonight" over a still shot of Elvis dead on the toilet to close the film.
A deleted scene shows a young Lisa Marie watching a performance by The Jackson 5 on The Ed Sullivan Show and saying, “Ooooh, one day I’m gonna marry that cute little Michael…when he’s a weird mid-30’s man/alien.”
Triangle of Sadness
Thurman Threesides is the new kid at Geometry High and immediately gets picked on by Rick Rhombus who calls him obtuse until Otto Octogon can stop it. Thurman is a rec(tangle), a real triangle of sadness. But then he meets acute classmate, Patty Pythagoras, who shows him that there’s really no right shape to be - it’s what’s beneath the surface area that counts! However, none of us could have prepared for the shocking scene where Rick Rhombus shoots Drake’s character, Jimmy Geometry, in the back, leaving him in a wheelchair.
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Director Ruben Östlund needed to keep all of Woody Harrelson's first takes because whenever he asked the actor for a second shot, Woody refused, saying he doesn't believe in shots.
Triangle of Sadness is also what you can call each individual slice of pizza while watching Below Deck.
Jennifer Coolidge is not in this season of White Lotus.
Tár
In this 19th installment of the Ice Age franchise, we’re introduced to a seductive but dangerous new character, Tár. Slinking into the scene, Tár conducts attention from our prehistoric friends and lures them into her sticky web of deceit, becoming the true predator. She's truly the pits! But then John Leguizamo’s wacky Sid the Sloth finds himself in a zany mix-up where a litter of dire wolf cubs are born and think that HE’S their mother! Oh Sid what have you gotten yourself into this time! Thankfully not the pit of Tár at least! Everyone has a hearty laugh. 
3 Things To Casually Inject Into Conversation To Prove You Saw The Movie And Sound Like An Expert:
Todd Field called Tom Cruise to ask if he wanted to create an alliance and compete for Best Picture as Tárp Gun. After a period of silence and no response, “Hello? Tárm?”
The film is loosely based on Sebastian the Crab’s abuse of power as royal conductor at King Triton's palace.
Cate Blanchett is said to have mastered classical conducting to portray the role of Lydia Tár. Dresden Philharmonic Orchestra Chief Conductor Marek Janowski is said to have mastered conducting himself during interviews to promote the film to not say, "Yeah, she waved a stick around believably enough."
Top Gun: Maverick
Unlike Top Gun: Maverick where they rely on the wits of human fighter pilots, I’m calling in technology for this mission. I told ChatGPT to, “Create a 100-word or less summary of the plot of Top Gun: Maverick with a sarcastic tone including a joke about Tom Cruise being a Scientologist.” Here’s word-for-word what ChatGPT gave me:
In Top Gun: Maverick, Tom Cruise returns as the irreverent pilot Maverick, who now trains a new generation of Top Gun graduates. Maverick faces his demons, confronts the past and navigates a dangerous mission that demands his skills. All while staying committed to Scientology, which is definitely not a cult.
Fuck it, close enough to whatever I’d come up with.
3 Things To Casually Inject Into Conversation To Prove You Saw The Movie And Sound Like An Expert…All Word-for-Word What Was Generated by ChatGPT:
Why did Miles Teller's character in Whiplash become a fighter pilot in Top Gun: Maverick? Because he wanted to keep getting yelled at by tough instructors!
Lady Gaga's involvement in the Top Gun: Maverick soundtrack is kind of like A Star Is Born, except this time instead of Bradley Cooper discovering her talent, it's Tom Cruise flying by and saying, "Hey, you, with the voice! You're coming with me!"
Sure, here are some funny Top Gun call signs for the listed individuals:
Tom Cruise: "Cockpit Crusader"
Jennifer Connelly: "Sky Siren"
Miles Teller: "Drum Roll"
Jon Hamm: "Mad Menace"
Val Kilmer: "Iceman Jr."
Xenu: "Alien Ace" (Note: Xenu is a reference to a figure in Scientology, a religion that Tom Cruise is affiliated with.)
As an AI language model, I am not able to predict the future or the likelihood of individual events happening. However, I can say that it is certainly possible to find love like the characters in Top Gun: Maverick. While the movie portrays a fictional story, it is based on real-life experiences and emotions. Love is a natural human emotion that can be experienced by anyone, regardless of their background or circumstances. It may take time and effort to find the right person, but with patience and a positive attitude, anything is possible.
Haha, let's...let's just ignore that last one. I definitely didn't ask ChatGPT if I'll ever find love like Tom Cruise and Jennifer Connelly in Top Gun: Maverick.
Enjoy the Oscars!
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doubtingthomasin · 2 years
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The Resonance of Dimensions
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characters: eddie munson, chrissy cunningham, dustin henderson
pairing: none starting out, would be added in later on. chrissy flirts with him a little at the start, no big deal ok
warning: eating disorder mention, alcohol use, drug use, slightly suggestive and flirty chrissy
notes: i think this could turn into a full-fledged story, and i'd really like to keep writing it.
so if you want to see more of where this is headed, interact with this post in any way.
the resonance of dimensions would just be the first chapter title, not the fic title.
the whole fic would be a mix of what i think will happen in st5, what i want to happen in st5, with a sprinkling self indulgence.
free spoiler: the universe in this excerpt is not the universe of st4 but a neighboring one, and worlds are about to collide.
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“How long does it take?”
“Sorry?” 
“The Special K. How long to kick in?”
“Oh...well, it depends if you snort it or not. If you do, then yeah. It’ll, uh, kick in pretty quick…..Uh, shit.”
“You’re sure you have it?”
“No, no, I got it. Um, somewhere..."
Eddie disappeared further into the trailer then, making Chrissy’s anxiety spike. She’d been having so much trouble sleeping lately, her stomach acting up more than usual. Maybe she should stop…no, she had to keep going, keep fitting into her cheer uniform, the hem of which she now fiddled with nervously. Only a few more months then that would end for good, and she could stop. Start eating like a normal person again. Unless…but what if mom made cheering in college a stipulation of them paying her tuition? Oh, God.
This is why she needed to escape, if only for a few hours.
She heard a noise outside, jerked her head toward the window. Chrissy rushed over, peering out into the dimly lit expanse of the trailer park and searching for any sign of life. Especially cops.
Especially Jason. 
Shit, how was she ever going to work up the courage to break things off with him?
“Found it.” Eddie returned, tin in hand and a smile on his lips. “Peaceful bliss, just moments away.” He looked up to see her back turned to him, staring out the window. “Chrissy?”
“Sorry,” she said, facing him. “I…thought I heard something.”
His forehead creased, but he crossed the room to where she was, glancing briefly around before shutting the curtains. “I think you might be a little paranoid, just saying.”
“And your uncle never comes home in the middle of a shift?” she asked, the forced air of casual curiosity so painfully obvious.
“No, he–” Eddie sigh, changing to a calmer tone as he looked her in the eye. “Just say the word and I put this away, act like nothing ever happened, and we go about our lives, ‘kay?”
He was being reassuring and gentle, but still she shook her head. “No, no, I want it–that. I-I want the drugs.”
“You’re sure?” he confirmed, raising a brow.
She raised her hands, palms up. “I’m here with you in the middle of the night, aren’t I?”
He smirked at her snap of feistiness, taking a step closer to her. “Yeah, but it's just…after this, there’s no going back.”
She did the same, standing closer to him than she ever had before. “Meaning what?”
“After this, you’ll truly be a freak,” he explained matter-of-factly, glancing at the tin then back to her. “Like me.”
Chrissy crossed her arms, shrugged. “Maybe I already was.”
Eddie’s smile widened, which she returned. “Alright, then. Let’s get comfortable on the couch.”
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A few days later, Eddie’s uncle had trouble with his car and needed to borrow the van. With only a slight eye roll he handed over the keys. “Remember, old man. Oil changes are not optional maintenance.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I did plenty of walking when I was your age, it won’t kill you.”
“This is Hawkins, though.” He swayed dramatically over to his uncle as Wayne poured himself some coffee, the younger man doing some spooky hand gestures near his face, donning a creepy voice to match. “We’re liiiiiiving on a hEEEllmoooouth!”
His uncle guffawed, shaking his head. “Must not be too serious if I still have to go into work.”
“You got a point there, my man,” he conceded as his guardian left for the night. "Drive safe." Eddie rushed to his room, did some final checks in the mirror, grabbed a six-pack of beer from the fridge, and walked-slash-skipped out of the trailer.
He continued down the side of the road, flipping off anyone who passed too close to him, but there was no real anger behind it tonight. No, none at all, because tonight he got to see Chrissy again. In fact, they’d seen each other every day since he’d helped her through her first ketamine high. And God help him, his cynical heart was starting to feel things.
Maybe it was because she’d promised to tutor him for Ms. O’Donnell’s class, maybe it was the way she’d wound up holding his hand while they were both under the influence. Or maybe it was both paired with the natural excitement of sneaking around paired with the fact that he’d had an eye on her for years. Whatever it was, he found himself thinking about her more and more each day, and he definitely didn’t hate it.
They’d decided to meet at Lover’s Lake, or rather she had, as it was closer to the halfway point between their two homes, according to her. He tried not to read too much into the location choice; whatever he was feeling, it was most likely one-sided. But it couldn’t hurt to have some hope, right? Well...it could, but he was trying not to think about that.
He walked for what felt like hours, hoping she wasn’t waiting there the whole time by herself. Finally, he made it, stumbling a little down the embankment from the road but ensuring the safety of the beer. If there was an easier way down into the forested area near Reefer Rick’s, he’d never told Eddie about it. 
After considerable cursing and swatting at tree branches, he finally made it through. So much effort, but it ensured that they were more hidden from the road and any possible nosy neighbors. Looking around carefully, he eventually saw Chrissy by the water’s edge, bathed in moonlight as she looked out over the lake. He smiled, watching his footing as he made it onto the grass.
“Your royal highness,” he announced, holding the beer above his head, “your liege has brought forth a tribute.”
She turned and smiled, walking to him as he placed the six-pack on a driftwood log. “You remembered.”
Eddie noticed what she was wearing, a cozy sweater and short pleated skirt, and wondered if her long strawberry-blond hair kept her from freezing. There was also a notable absence of books or other study materials, but he decided not to comment on that either. “How could I forget? It is one of my lesser hobbies,” he joked, leaning down to pop the bottle tops on the log.
“Drinking? Really?” she asked skeptically as he handed her a bottle.
“Nah, but it is really good,” he chuckled, taking a long swig, savoring the oaky bitterness with a sigh. He looked over and, to his astonishment, she was chugging the whole bottle. She stopped to catch her breath, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. “Maybe not…that good,” he sputtered, concerned, as she tipped the bottle up to continue. “Um, Chrissy…”
Once she was done she dropped the bottle onto the dirt, grabbed another, and opened it as she’d seen Eddie do. She idly wondered how many calories she was drinking, as she did with everything that she consumed. Chrissy looked him in the eye, noting his apprehension. “I’m breaking up with Jason.”
“Woah,” he exclaimed, eyebrows disappearing momentarily under his bangs. “Well, I’ll take this over schoolwork.” He sat down on the log, beer by his side and elbows on his knees. “Mind if I ask why? You two seem–” He pressed his folded hands to one cheek in a wistful manner, batting his eyes at her and crooning, “–made for each other.”
She laughed then, a derisive cackle, as she picked at the label on the bottle. “God, no. My dad really likes him, though.”
He steepled his hands under his chin. “And you?”
She thought back to the moment that had broken the love spell: the visual of her dad and Jason standing side by side as they shot clay pigeons. “He’s starting to remind me of my dad.”
Eddie sucked air through his teeth. “Yikes.”
“No, it’s not a bad thing really, it’s just…”
“Gross?” he finished. Her brow furrowed, troubled, and he shook his head at himself. Eddie, you fucking idiot. “Sorry, I–I’m not trying to judge.”
“No, I know.” She took another long drink same time as him.
“Just sort of slipped out,” he added regretfully.
Chrissy gave him a small, reassuring smile, and he knew they were okay. She sat down beside him, crossing her legs in front of her. He tried not to stare. They sat in silence for some minutes, listening to the trickling music of the lake and watching as it nudged against the shore.
“Sometimes, I feel like I see my whole life laid out in front of me…planned by everyone but me.” She met his gaze, lost for a fraction of a second in how gorgeous his eyes were. “And my future is going to be…so damn boring.” He let out a surprised laugh; she knew he’d never heard her say anything more than "crap" at a paper cut. “I’m serious! The tediousness of it will eventually make me an alcoholic, I’m sure. Might as well start now.”
He let a moment pass, thinking of his next words carefully. “But…would having a good life be so bad? Even if it did turn out boring and normal.” He was partly incredulous at what he’d just said.
Apparently, so was she. “This coming from you?”
“I know, but–” He turned more toward her, which she reciprocated. “Good is what you deserve, you know?”
“There are different ways to have a good life,” she pointed out, taking a drink. “And he’s a good guy, I just don’t…feel it with him.”
“Feel what?”
“You know. That electricity. Like how you see someone you really, really like and your heart just starts tap-dancing.” He raised his eyebrows at her as she raised hers at the bottle in her hand.  "Wow, this stuff really is good.”
“I’m afraid I don’t know.” He made an attempt to grab her bottle, which she thwarted by taking another swig. He scratched his head nervously; the last thing they needed was for her to be passed out until dawn.
“Really?! That’s so sad, Eddie,” she whined.
“Chrissy, you should really slow down–” Another attempt, this time successful, except he unintentionally pulled her closer to him. Not wanting to be misconstrued, he let go, but she didn’t back away. He sat very still as she pointedly looked from his lips to his eyes.
“I feel it with you,” she softly said. Apparently, his heart had some tap shoes he’d been unaware of.
“Uh, what?” he asked, playing dumb.
“The spark.” She leaned in a little closer, the perfect opportunity for him to finally get that bottle away from her.
“Okay, sweetheart, you’re drunk,” he said slowly.
“So are you,” she said with a crooked smile. God, she was so cute–but they couldn’t do anything, he knew that.
“Uh, not yet,” he corrected, “and at the rate you’re going, I’m not gonna get much.” He finished his own bottle as his mind raced. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to fool around, but it’d be wrong if they were drunk. Plus they were just starting out and getting to know each other and, holy shit, he didn't wanna mess this up or disappoint her. And he was sure he wasn’t the kind of guy she probably heard he was; the kind to take advantage, the kind who-
His thoughts were cut short as her hand curled over his arm, her lips to his ear. “You can get something if you like.”
The chills that sent down his spine had him up off the driftwood in an instant. “Okay, yep, I’m cutting you off.” He put the empty bottles back in the carton along with her partially empty one.
“Eddiiiiie, what's wrong?” Chrissy groaned. She was so sure she’d been right about his intentions just from the way he’d been looking at her. Maybe she really was just drunk.
But he couldn’t answer; his anxiety was in overdrive and a distressing thought had just occurred to him. “Wait...you’re not using me as an excuse to dump the golden boy, are you?”
“Psssh, no, I’ve been meaning to dump him for weeks now,” she answered truthfully but not really meeting his eye.
“Uh-huh, so why haven’t you?” he asked a bit defensively. His tone made her look up at him, and she noticed how far away he stood, his arms crossed.
“You’re mad at me,” she stated quietly, standing. “I-I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have said–”
“No, no,” he interrupted, talking with his hands. “I’m just…trying to understand.”
She shrugged, looking down at her feet, her confidence of a few moments ago shattered. “I guess I just haven’t had the courage. I’d have plenty now.”
“Then you have to,” Eddie pressed, moving toward her. Her glance told him she wasn’t convinced. He took a chance, putting his hands on the sides of her shoulders. “You deserve to be happy, Chrissy. Fuck what anyone else wants for you, it’s your life. And you only get one.” She smiled, grateful, but her lower lip trembled and he saw tears in her eyes before she looked away again. “God, I'm sorry, di-did I say something wrong?"
“No, no, you said everything right. You seem to every time,” she admitted, trying to compose herself as she rubbed her hands over his arms. “You’re just so good to me.” Christ, she felt like a total mess.
Their eyes met again, and he was sure she could see the worry in his. Who was treating her so badly that she already thought he was doing better? “I’m only telling the truth.” He gave her a small smile, wiped a tear from her cheek with his thumb.
“Thank you.” It was then she realized they were almost pressed together. She loosened her hold on him, not wanting to make him uncomfortable again, only he didn’t move. Just stood there, holding a hand to her cheek, looking deeply into her eyes. He'd never felt so protective of someone in his life.
After a moment, Chrissy closed her eyes and let her forehead rest against his chest. Another moment, and she wrapped her arms around him with a tired sigh, watching how the water glistened in the moonlight. She hadn't felt so peaceful in months. He returned the gesture, running a hand over her hair. No matter how he felt about her, at least he was there, and that was what she truly wanted: someone strong enough to stay when the waters weren't so calm.
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Eddie positively stumbled down the road, giddy without being hammered for maybe the first time in his life. True, she was sad, and it wasn't like they'd made out or anything, but he'd found that the feeling of simply holding her close to him was pure bliss. He’d never suspected, in any possible universe, that Chrissy Cunningham would ever feel so comfortable with him.
“Eddie, boy,” he said to himself, “you mess this up, and I’ll kill ya.” He laughed at his own goofy joke and started humming some Metallica. 
An odd choice for the mood he was in, but it was randomly stuck in his head all of a sudden.
He was right inside the trailer park when he heard it the first time. “Eddie!”
He spun around, stopping to look in each direction, squinting through the mist. He felt a chill down his spine, not nearly as pleasant as the one Chrissy had caused earlier–uh oh. “Chrissy?!”
“Eddie! Eddie!”
Oh, definitely not her. He picked one of the full beer bottles out of the carton, brandishing it like a grenade, ready to launch it at the first sign of movement. “Jason?” He hoped he was wrong; that guy had goons for days and he'd be outnumbered. “Hey, man, don’t fuckin’ mess with me! Talk to her! God knows you’ve got shit to work out.”
The howling of his name continued, soon paired with another scream. Whoever it was, they were suffering, and he covered his ears against the anguished cries. It got closer and closer until it was in his ears, filling up his head, and his hands were no match. His head felt like it was going to explode and he doubled over, his vision went blurry as the cacophony reached an unbearable level.
And then he did something he’d never done before in his life: he passed out.
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Eddie came to not ten minutes later, struggling to get to his feet. The earth was shaking underneath him, going still a moment later. He didn't think much of it, more upset by the fact he'd blacked out. “Christ, I didn’t drink that much.”
Something appeared at his feet, catching his attention, and Eddie watched in horror as a thin fissure became a crevasse crawling along the dirt road. The ground began to quake again, but he steadied himself, determined to stay on his feet.
“What the…” He followed the crack in the ground as it spread to the tree line across the street from his trailer. But instead of ending at the base of a tree, it climbed up, splitting it in two. If that weren’t enough, it opened into a chasm that stopped just below the lowest branch. Eerie red light poured from the opening and Eddie stumbled back, landing on his ass a few feet away. The earthquake stopped again. Vines appeared, crawling out of the gap and up the tree, but the ones he found most concerning were crawling toward him along the ground.
“Nonononono,” he yelped as he scrambled to his feet. Thankfully they stopped, rooting themselves completely into the ground. Once he caught his breath, Eddie took small, hesitant steps toward the anomaly. It felt like something was drawing him in from the other side, though he still wasn't completely convinced that anything in that moment was really happening.
“Maybe it’s time to switch brands of beer,” he mused, quickly poking at the vines around the opening.
He heard his name again, much louder this time, clearer. It wasn’t Chrissy or Jason. The voice sounded younger, yet somewhat familiar.
“Dustin?” he called into the chasm. No response. “Dustin, is that you, man?”
“Eddie?"
This call came from behind him, and he cursed as he spun around, recognizing the voice before he saw her. Chrissy rounded a corner, holding his jacket in her hand. He'd forgotten that she had it, mentally scolding himself as he stood between her and the tree.
"Did you feel that earthquake just–" She peered around him and gasped. "Oh, my God, what is that?!”
“Chrissy, stay back," he warned as she stepped forward, making her stop cold. "I, uh, don’t know, it just sort of…grew. B-But someone was calling me.”
“Yeah, me.”
“No, from in there.”
She looked from the chasm to him, chasm, him. “From…in the tree?” She feared for his sanity almost as much as he did.
He hesitated, hands on his hips as he anxiously watched the pulsating red glow. “Well, you gotta admit, it’s not exactly a normal tree.”
“Eddie!”
They both jumped, and Chrissy looked on in shock as Eddie gave her a clear see? I’m not crazy expression. But it disappeared when she walked past him. “Uh, Chrissy, I don’t think you should–”
“Yeah, but someone could be in trouble, you know?” she interrupted, observing the rift with heightened curiosity. “It’s definitely interesting.” She reached toward the gate, exclaiming in disgust at the squishy membrane that separated one reality from the next, and pressed until it ripped with a wet squelching sound. “Ugh…I think there’s something in here.”
“Chrissy?” He could see where this was headed. Sure enough, she stepped through with one foot. “Chrissy! Goddamn it.” Before he could say her name again, she was gone. Dread weighed heavily in his stomach as he realized what he had to do. Resolute but terrified, he marched to the tree and crawled through the opening. “Shit, shit, shit, ew, shit.”
Eddie emerged on the other side, foundering over vines as he marveled at the horrific world around them. He couldn’t tell if it was still night or if it was just the tumultuous sky, red lightning splitting through the dark clouds almost constantly. “My God.” Everything looked dark and dirty, and the trailer park they’d just left now lay before them, overgrown with the same vines. If he didn’t know any better, he’d have thought they were walking on a totally different planet.
“M-Maybe we should go back,” Chrissy stuttered, but his ears had just picked up on what sounded like…crying. Gut-wrenching sobs that grew louder, then faded, then picked up again.
He took tentative steps forward. “I think you were right, someone does need help.” Chrissy followed, not wanting to be alone in this place for a second, and slowed when he noticed a figure. They were kneeling over something on the ground, surrounded by what looked to be dead or dying creatures of some kind. “Stay behind me.” He looked closer; they were draped in some kind of camouflage covering, but he could see the outline of his face. “Henderson?”
Dustin looked up in abject horror, his face wet with tears. “Holy shit.” He stood quickly, almost toppling over to retrieve his spear. “Holy shit!” Once he did he shoved it violently in their direction. “Get away! Get the fuck away!”
Eddie and Chrissy both yelped, and he felt her grab at his shoulder. “Woah, woah, woah, calm down, it’s me, man! It’s Eddie!”
“Bullshit! What are you?!” Dustin yelled, but his eyes widened as she finally pushed Eddie out of the way enough to be seen. “Chrissy?!”
“Oh, Jesus,” Eddie exclaimed, “is that a dead body?!”
“Shut up! You’re just another trick of Vecna’s!”
“Vecna…” It took Eddie a moment to catch up. “Are you roleplaying?” Beat. “Without me?”
“I said shut up, and I mean it,” Dustin warned through gritted teeth. Despite that, Chrissy slowly walked toward the body, keeping her distance from the younger boy. Something was familiar about it, and she barely noticed Dustin waving the weapon briefly toward her.
“Woah, you can point it at me all you like, but not her, man,” Eddie warned right back. He started inching his way over to her, hands raised in subjugation.
“Oh, my God. Eddie…” He looked over at the sound of Chrissy’s panicked voice, but quickly realized that she wasn’t exactly talking to him. Except that she was, just the version of him on the ground. The version of him that was dead, blood soaking into the ground around him.
“Th-that’s…my bandana,” Eddie said shakily. It’d been a weird-ass night, but this was a hundred, a thousand steps too far. “Dustin, what the fuck is going on here?!”
“You tell me, you son of a bitch!”
“I think I’m gonna be sick,” Chrissy groaned, rushing over to a patch of grass and quickly gathering her hair up in her hands. Eddie took steps toward her, but Dustin inched closer, wordlessly warning him to stop.
That’s when they heard Chrissy getting sick a few yards away. He lowered the spear and Eddie rushed over to make sure she was okay. Dustin was still thoroughly confused, livid, but he was pretty sure there was no reason for a dark wizard to pretend they were vomiting.
“Please, take us with you! We’re real, okay? We’re not a trick,” Eddie pleaded, then he glanced at the body and freaked out all over again. “Oh, God, why am I dead?!”
Chrissy had to grab hold of Eddie's arm as another earthquake rumbled through, almost sending Dustin to the ground. He had a bad feeling about bringing them along, but if they were telling the truth...
“Goddamn it, come on!”
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dudadragneel · 1 year
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I LIIIIIIVE 🤣
Hello guys, sorry for being away. I'll be back to a normal schedule in a few more weeks so please bare with me 😅
BUT! In the meantime! After a loooooooong hiatus, my sickfic oriented brain acted again, and OH BOY THIS WAS A GOOD ONE!
*Disclaimer - I wrote this the second I woke up so I wouldnt forget anything so my apologies if some things don't make that much sense and also, any grammatical errors*
Buddy dadies
They were on a dagerous mission (it looked like it was two episodes from the one we are currently in so around the 9th)
I dont remember much but it was mostly about Kazuki, he sustained a head injury during the mission, and this mission involved more people from the place where they worked. It felt like it was a war of some sort.
Miri was left with Rei for a really long time, since their boss said they had to live separately for a while as their enemy now knew about them and where they lived. (Not only them but a lot of people from they work field were also advised to hide in other places)
Kazuki stayed only one more day with Rei (I dont remember if it was on Rei's apartment or the one Kazuki was going to be hiding in for a while.
The head injury had its consequences in his body, his balance was compromised for a while, he felt excruciating pain and nausea.
He tried working or playing but the pain didnt let him, so he went to bed.
But he woke up soon after because he felt nauseous, he grabbed his crutches ( I dont remembef if he injured his leg or if it was just for his balance) and tried to walk towards the bathroom. When he was standing up bis vision got blurry and everything looked like it was melting, it felt like everything were waves, so he let go of his crutches as he felt his strength going away.
He stumbled towards the bathroom, grabbind the wall for support, while covering his mouthh (now I dont really remember if he vomited or not because it kind of cut there)
He went to his new hiding place, a tiny one, and tried to live a normal life just like his boss instructed.
He tried to deal with the injury for the time being but it felt like it was not getting better
He tried to live a normal life but the injiry was getting the best of him.
Eventually he went after Rei and the place he aas currently hiding.
Rei asked if he wanted to play games and he agreed.
They started playing and Kazuki kept drinking throughout, he didnt even pause to drink which Rei noticed and told him to slow down, but Kazuki was not hearing anything, he just wanted to chug that down, for whatever reason.
When he was done it only took a few second before he bent forward vomiting back the liquid he had just drank (as a consequence of the head injury) he gagged and vomited again and Rei was hesitant but he patted his back while the blonde man kept vomiting.
Kazuki only managed to apologize before fainting
That's kind of how the dream ended, I dont remember much about the in between but I am sure that he gagged a lot of times when he was doing other stuff.
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a-dumbo-octopus · 2 years
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Can we not have discourse...
For FIVE MINUTES?!
God it's so exhausting to be in this fandom when everything is about whether or not someone is the perfect human. I honestly can't give a shit anymore I'm just tired.
I haven't even been able to catch up on other mcyt stuff because of this. I thought I escaped when I left twitter about two years ago but NOPE it's made it's way here apparently! FUCKIN STOP!
It's okay to like problematic media for fuck's sake, as long as you don't agree with the problems
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tk-writer · 4 years
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YOOOOOO WHAT EVEN IS MOTHER 3 IM-
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chillywind · 4 years
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Look, I get that “betty” on Taylor Swift’s new album folklore is prob from the perspective of a guy, but these two ladies danced through my head and have haunted me since so here we are!
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suspectedalways · 3 years
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@pyrrhicmessiah just went through my blog to prove to me 'we been know it's stiles' and honestly I'm not sure if we're impressed or scared or both.
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sooooome venom shenanigans bc i cant help myself lmaooooo
i still havent seen the movie bc im a broke bitch ;0;
make venom a kitty cat 2k18
Please reblog! It means more than just a like!  
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