#leo writes his g's weird

[kaoticmess]

i love that in the middle of all this fighting

someone tried to do the impossible trident

and eventually just gave up on understanding it

#my moneys on donnie or mikey #most likely donnie #also look at how they drew each other!! #also also #leo writes his g's weird #the shape is fine #but the order he does it is just.....why #anyway go see new short #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt

[non-bionical-mecha-dude]

First time requesting someone~ buttt can you do a oneshot on how the rottmnt bros react to gn!reader having a white tatoo on their back..?

Feel free to deny this request, I dont mind!

Afterall there are other ideas Ive been wanting to share soon but this idea has been on my mind so goodluck and have fun?? Hehe, have a nice day/evening too boo.💗💗

When I read this, I was honestly pretty excited to write this, this was also pretty fun to write!! I hope you enjoy! (Also, sorry for any misspelled words or poor Grammer, I was sick for one half of this, kinda forgot this existed, and then started to continue writing this at 12 am and I'm trying to finish as many Requests as I can!! But they keep piling up and now I have 34 requests to do ;-;

All Dialogue is colored to corresponding mask, meanwhile reader is Pink (Regardless of gender) for the purpose to help people with reading difficulties and reading disabilities to have an easier time reading

ROTTMNT Boys x Reader with a white back tattoo (Separate, One shot)

It was a hot summer day in the lair. Leo, (like the middle child he is) was horsing around and had broken the AC. Donnie, being the tech-wiz brother he is, was tasked with fixing the AC. In the meantime, the lair was heating up and heating up fast, and it was daytime so the brothers had no chance to just escape the humid temperature, so that's where you come in. You had heard of the boys delema and decided to gather up any fans within your house, and bring it over to the lair for them to borrow. Sure, they were heavy as shit, but you knew those boys were probably miserable there. You arrived at the boys home in a Black, Wife Beater (yes that's the actual name of the tank top)

♥️🐢Raph🐢❤️

"There you are!! Pass over the fans, we're getting cooked over here!" Whined Mikey as he took the box shaped floor fan from you and began to plug it into the wall, cranking it on the highest setting and sitting infront of it, which was the calling of Leo, April, and along with Splinter...who was in nothing but his underwear and most of his fur had been poorly shaven....ok, list of things to do when you get home, 1: bleach your eyes. Raph had walked over, he looked like he was sweating buckets.

"Hey! G-glad you could make it," he was panting, probably from how hot it is. "We should probably lend one to Donnie, seeing as he's working on the AC that SOMEBODY HAD TO BREAK!!"

A passive aggressive comment which added Leo holding up a thumbs up, obviously sarcasm.

"Was already plannin on it."

You gave a small pat to his arm with your one free hand. He takes the last fan in your hands and walks with you to where Donnie was high up, using his battle shell as a jetpack to levitate himself in the air and fix the AC.

"Yo! Donnie! Y/N brought you a fan!! Where should we put it?"

Donnie let out some remark about how he already has so many fans on YouTube or something before pointing over to an area which was pointing in his direction. You and Raph walked over and Raph lay the cooling device onto the floor.

"Here, lemme get this."

You say as you begin to get on your knees to plug the device into the wall, but the outlet was covered by all this junk and boxes that took you a while to get through to the plug.

Raph nods and looks at Donnie as he's in the sky, his big brother senses tingling, afraid he might fall, or mess up and everyone be cooked, or scratch his hand, OR-!! He was overthinking once again as normal, but it all seemed to stop when he looked down at you and noticed something, on your back, past the black tank top was something....white? Due to the darkness of the shirt, the white really stood out, but he couldn't see much, before you stood abruptly, startling Raph a bit.

"Woooo! That should do it, how does that feel Don?" Don gave a silent thumbs up as he continued to work. This gave you the impression that you and Raph we're free to go.

You began to walk back to the others, but something was kinda..weird? Raph trailed behind you, staring at something? You tried to catch him at what he was peaking at, but he seemed to always look away at the correct time, you played this little game of his as he looked and then looking away, then looked, then looked away when you turned around, before long, you eventually caught him. You both stopped walking and you looked up at your Gigantic boyfriend.

"Alright big guy, what're you looking at? Leo didn't stick a sign to my back now, did he?"

You brought a hand to feel of your back, not feeling anything, you brought your hand back down.

"Whattt, I d-dont know what you're talking about, me? I would never- you see the reason- now I don't know-."

He began to ramble, starting and stopping in the middle of his own answers. You smiled to yourself and attempted to put a hand on his shoulder (I say attempted cause have you SEEN THIS GIANT TEDDY BEAR??? HES TALL, OK?).

"Raph, Big Guy, My Knight In Shining Armor, My Dearest Darling, I'm gonna need you to use your words," you chuckled as this must have snapped him out of his rambling.

He tapped the tip of his fingers (👉🏻👈🏻) together as he looked down, his face slightly flushing a deeper red.

"C-can I see your back? I-I KNOW IT'S WEIRD!! B-but I think I saw something..white? I'm not really sure? Y-you don't have to if you don't want to!! I-Im just c-curiou-"

"Ohh, you wanna see my back tattoo? Why didn't you just say so?"

"Y-you have a tattoo?!"

God this lovable goof ball couldn't get anymore shocked.

"Yeah, you wanna see?"

Raph had so many questions, but he did have to admit, he wanted to see what tattoo you got.

You turned around and lifted the back of your shirt, holding the front in place so your front wouldn't show. There, lay inked into your skin, was a fake, very detailed, tattoo of two, folded, white, bird wings, that stretched all the way down to your lower back.

Raph's face was flushed and in awe, it took every bone in his body to not touch and trace each tatted line on your back. His eyes were wide, and you swear, when you looked back, you could see stars in his eyes. He was about to ask so many questions, before... You both heard a gasp from the blue turtle, standing in the hall, with a dumb, mischievous grin on his face.

"DAD, Y/N IS SHOWING RAPH THEIR CHEST!!!"

He knew they weren't showing that to Raph, but oh, how fun it was to pick on his older brother.

"WHATTTT?!"

Splinter was yelling in the other room.

"W-WHAT, IM NOT- THEY AREN- IT'S NOT- LEOOOOOO!!!!"

Raph's face was as red as his mask as he began to chase his younger sibling into the living room, you let your shirt in the back come down as you watched Raph chase Leo as Splinter tried to chase Raph

Goofball

💙🐢Leo🐢💙

You had made it to the bottom of the ladder to the sewer and we're IMMEDIATELY hit with humid heat, and you immediately knew there was going to be so much drama. Because the thing with Leo is, he HATES the heat, he gets so cranky, he hates how sweaty and how unfocused he is during the heat and would do literally anything besides get hot, cause he was already hot, pun intended. So, this was gonna be a long day. Before you even entered their living space, you could hear the bickering from outside the door.

"Mikeyyyy, stop singing that songg!"

"What? This is my jam! I can't just shut it off, you can't stop the groove Leo!"

"Raphhh, make Mikey stop playing that poor excuse of a song!"

"Excuuuuse you!"

"Mikey, he asked you to stop, and I for one don't wanna hear his whining anymore, so please, shut it off."

"He'll have to make me!"

"Is that a challenge? Because if it is, you're on hermanõ!!"

Both Mikey and Leo started to chase each other, Mikey more giggly, while Leo a bit more angry, dang, good thing you were here with the fans.

You cleared your throat, at first no one heard you. Then you dramatically cleared your throat with much more volume. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at you, except for Donnie. Leo lept at you, hugging you despite the many fans in your hands.

"My hero!"

"L-Leo! Hang on, lemme put these down first!" You laugh, trying to wiggle your way out of his arms, he let's go and immediately takes one of the fans.

"Leo! Share the fan!" Raph yelled, Leo rolled his eyes and eventually put the fan down and pouted, as you plugged it in, you heard the fan blades from Donnie's jet back whir down as he landed on the ground with grace.

"I'm taking a break, but just a little more work on the danged thing, and it should be up and running soon enough, save your applause." He took off his battle shell, and lay on the floor like a pancake, along with his brothers who sat in front of the fan to catch the cool breeze.

Still holding another fan, you looked at Leo, who was leaning against you.

"Wanna go hang in my room? I don't wanna hang around with these boozos anymore," he said jokingly as Donnie stuck his tongue out at Leo, along with Mikey. You nodded and you carried the fan to his room and plugged it into the wall, turning it up as high as it can go.

"Much better, this room should be cool in no time, you really are a life saver, ya know that?"

He said as he sat in front of the fan, you plopped down next to him, leaning forward to catch the wind.

"Yeah yeah, I know, you'd be a goner without me."

You puffed out a breath as you wiped the now cooling sweat off of your forehead. Your shirt raised a bit in the back but you didn't care, if anything, you decided to keep it that way since it just showed more skin to be cooled down.

Leo sat criss cross as he leaned backwards on his hands. For a while he stared at the fan as you two talked about things like your day, and how the AC got busted, and what you two can do when the AC is finally fixed, but then something caught Leo's eyes. He had the perfect view of your back, and something stood out against the black tank top on your body, something white. He tilted his head, trying to get a better angle, but the clothing his to much of your back for him to fully see.

"Hey, can I ask you something weird?"

"Don't you always have something weird up your sleeve?"

"Well then, something weirder than normal."

"Depends, but ask away."

"What's on your back? See, cause I've been staring at it for a bit, not in a weird way or anything, but I can't see the full thing on it."

"Yeah, anyway you asked, that would have been weird."

"See, told you, soooo, tell me, what is it?"

"Ah, just a tattoo I got."

"Daaaaang, a tattoo? Dad would KILL me if I got a tattoo, can I see?"

You nodded and turned your back to Leo so he could see it better. You lifted your Black Wife Beater on your back, and kept your arms in front to keep your front shirt from lifting. Detailed upon your skin was a white tattoo of your bones on your back, specifically, your spinal cord, it reached all the way from the back of your neck to your lower half and probably further. How Leo didn't see this before astounded him. He gave a whistle.

"Niceee, diggin' the detail on it!"

He touches your back, about to trace the lines on your back, before he was met with a very wet and sweaty back.

"Ewwwww, you're back's all wet!" He took the hand he used to touch your back and wiped it on your shorts.

"Well yeah, it's sweat, what'd you expect?? It's still hot in here, no thanks to you know who!"

You turned around and joked, and punched his shoulder lightly. He dramatically rubbed it.

"Hey! It was an accident!"

"Yeah, an accident you caused!"

You both chuckled and laughed, joking with each other for the next hour.

He would definitely have to look more at it later.

Goofball

💜🐢Donnie🐢💜

After hearing what Leo did, you knew it would be up to your genius boyfriend to fix it up. You brought extra fans, hoping they would cool them all down, and the extra one, you bought just before you got down there, you knew he was pretty paranoid about his Softshell and how it could make him "weak" but how he would complain on how hot it gets regardless. So, you knew he would either have to take off the battle shell, or get another fan, and really, you doubt you would ever talk him into taking off the shell. Once your feet hit the dirty concrete floor, you could already feel the air sucking heat. Going down the usual corridors, you made it to the lair. You saw the brothers feet away from each other, to sweaty to even try to stand up, the only brother not there being your lovable, goofy boyfriend.

"OUR LIFE SAVER!!!"

Mikey screamed, rushing towards you to give you a big hug, before taking one of the many fans you had in your hands, and plugging it into the wall, the other two then seemed to run up to it, pushing and shoving each other to get the cool breeze the fan produced. You rolled your eyes playfully before looking around.

"Hey uh, where's -"

"Don's fixing the AC, he should be in the big ol'e storage thingie"

You nodded, thanked Raph, before heading down the corridors, taking lefts and rights, before finally reaching the room, if anything, it was just this big room with many layers, like the atrium, except this place just had a bunch of junk and old heavy crates and boxes. This place was even hotter than the other rooms. You looked around, trying to find your favorite turtle, before you heard a clank right beside you, a wire cutter lay next to your feet. Jeez, good thing you were stand that extra foot to the left, or else you woulda been toast.

"Mind getting that for me darling?"

You looked up to see Donnie with his battle shell on the ceiling, using 4 mechanical arms to hold him up while he held onto many tools. That's gotta be a disaster waiting to happen.

"How about you come down here for a bit? I got some fans, so you don't heat up."

Donnie started slowly climbing down with the robo arms staring at you as he wall climbed down.

"Ah, but oh my starlight, what you fail to realize is that, you, my dear, you are my biggest fan- ooo, you have the little mini fans!"

He grabbed one from you, sticking it to his battle shell, the tiny fan went back and forth, bringing his neck a graze of cool bliss. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"You have no idea how much I needed this, it's been killer having to work under these conditions."

"I know, you'd be undoubtedly deceased without my help."

You said dramatically, flailing a hand on your forehead while giving your best 'sad actors' face. He gave a sarcastic laugh, helping you set up the other fans you had brought, you even brought a tiny fan for S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N :).

"So, do you mind to tell me why you bought so many fans?"

"I've had these fans forever? What do you mean bought?"

He held up one of the fans, the price sticker was still on it.

"ah."

"Now, care to explain thine self?"

You sighed and rolled your eyes, you didn't want to point out his insecurities, but you knew if you didn't, he'd be hounding you all day.

"Sooo, ya know how you don't really take off your shell? Your battle shell I mean."

"Obviously, what of it?"

"Welllll, I thought how since you wouldn't take it off, how you would over heat, and I didn't want you to burn up, but I didn't want you to be uncomfortable and paranoid with your shell out, so I made for some accomodations if you say."

You said your words fast, using your hands to make motions as you talked, not looking him directly in the eye. He seemed to just blink at this. He seemed, confused?

"So, what you're saying is, you bought, all these fans, just because you knew how I don't like being around without my battle shell on? Just for me?"

The words just for me stood out to you, he seemed touched, and he laid a hand on his front Plastron near his heart to insinuate himself.

"Of course I did, you big goof-"

"Genius"

He corrected, you sighed.

"Of course I did you big genius, I don't want to make you uncomfortable, but I don't want you to be turned into fried turtle, how would I be able to look at your brilliant inventions, and handsome face on the floor when you're just laying there like a cooked pancake?"

You joked, rubbing his shoulder, you knew he didn't like being touched all that much, so you only rubbed it gently so he could brush you off if needed be. He actually laughed, flapping his hands up and down a bit, which surprised you since he often only did things sarcastically and often didn't show much emotions physically, sure, you've seen him stim before an abundance of times, but you've never seen him actually laugh much.

"A pancake, really? To all the things you can compare me to, a pancake is what you chose?"

"Yes, and I shall demonstrate"

You laid on your stomach, giving some sad look as you rolled side to side a bit.

"Ohhh, poor me, poor Othello Von Ryan, I lay on the floor as miserable as I am, because my loving lover, as lovely as they may be, have not brought me an extra fan, so, I shall lay here, until the end of time, cooking like a pancake, only to be flipped over when I have cooked fully on one side, blehhhhhhhh."

You gave your best dead face, if your eyes could go like crosses, they would. He laughed harder. Having a hand on his knee, but then, in the middle of the laughing, something caught his eye, something white, upon your back, behind the black tank top. Your shirt, after laying on the cool concrete, lifted in the back just right to see what it was. It was a tattoo, of white gears that intermingled with the back of your rib cage, giving the impression that the white gears were inside your skin, each gear was artistically hand made each, along with the shading of your ivory bones. It was beautiful art work, mesmerizing even. When he laughing died down and turned into small hums, you turned your head to look at him.

"See something you like love?"

You joked, until you realized what he was looking at, he was looking at your back, more specifically, your tattoo. He crouched down to get a better look at it before turning his head to the side a bit.

"You didn't tell me you had a tattoo"

"Hm? Oh, that's probably cause I got it pretty recently, I was gonna surprise you when the swelling went down, when it would look better."

You were right, there was a tiny bit of swelling from the needle that tattooed you, though, it wasn't much, if you didn't mention it, he probably wouldn't have noticed it.

"It's beautiful."

You snorted.

"Maybe you should get one too, so we can be matching."

A shiver ran up his shell as he took visibly shivered imagining it.

"Absolutely NOT!!"

You rolled over on your back as you bellied over with laughter, as he explained to you with big hand motions the sensitivity of his shell and how that would never work in a good way.

Goofball

🧡🐢Mikey🐢🧡

Getting down to the lair, you felt like melting. How were the boys even surviving this heat?? You were only down there for a couple seconds and you already wanted to leave, but alas, your boyfriend and his brothers needed you.

You walked into the room, fans in hands.

"Any turtles call for a savior?"

You joked. Leo gave a quick thanks before running to go get a fan and plug it into the wall. You looked around for your orange boyfriend, before you felt a weight go slack on top of you. It was your boyfriend, laying his skin and plastron on your back, draping his arms at your sides.

"Y/nnnnnn"

He whined, sweat beading down on his forehead.

"M-Mikey haha, let me put these down! You're sweaty!!"

You both chuckled as you put some fans down. Once you did, he grabbed one.

"C'mon! Let's go to my room! I've got a special surprise in there!"

"Annnddd, what is this surprised?"

"Well I can't tell you, or else it wouldn't be a surprise! Duh."

You playfully rolled your eyes as you followed the energetic turtle to his room. His room was covered head to toe in paintings and drawings and memorabilia. He set up the fan in his room, each turn the fan made back and forth made the papers shake and rise in the wind of the fan. He sat you down on the floor.

"One sec! I gotta go get it!"

He raised his finger and went to leave his room. Minutes later, he came back with his hands behind his back.

"Pick a hand!"

You laughed at his over dramatic-ness as he leaned side to side, shaking one arm before shaking the other, trying to confuse and mis direct you. You pointed at his left hand. He smiled and handed you...what the fuck is this? It was an ice cream that looked like that cartoon rabbit if he was possessed and melted, with black gumball eyes, and around those "eyes", the dye on the gum seemed to melt off into the ice cream. Mickey pulled out his own ice cream, except it looked like that one yellow cartoon bird, with the blue gumball eyes doing the same thing.

"Tada! Ice creams! You're lucky I was able to keep them from my brothers! I always keep stuff like this for emergency situations, and this, is def one of those times!!"

He started to lick his ice cream. You laugh.

"Mine looks possessed!"

"And what if he is? Don't judge, let the ghost do what he wants to do."

He said joking, holding up his ice cream and waving it around like a fake ghost.

"Why would you insult me this way Y/N? Whyyy, what have I ever down?"

He was trying to stay in character, trying not to laugh. You played along.

"Oh dear Mr ghost! I'm so very sorry, I didn't expect you to haunt something like kids ice cream! Forgive me for my ignorance."

You lay a hand on you forehead and leaned away dramatically.

"Hm, I shall forgive you one time, in exchange for a kiss"

"A-a wha?"

You blushed a bit, until you realized that Mikey was making funny kissy faces and he slowly inched the the ice cream near your face. You also leaned, forward, expecting to kiss the ice cream, until you took a huge bite from the forehead. Mikey made a cartoon scream as he shock the ice cream.

"How could you!? My face, my gorgeous face! Oh the world be so cruel!"

Mikey fell backwards, flailing the ice cream with a lose hand, causing the ice cream to accidentally be dragged along your back, you gave a shiver at the new cooler sensation. Mikey broke outta character. Still laughing slightly.

"Omigosh! Sorry Y/N! Here, let me."

He grabbed some paper towels from his drawing desk in his room, art was messy, so he always came prepared! He began to wipe your back, accidentally shifting your shirt up a bit. As soon as he got the ice cream off, your back caught his eyes. You had these tattooed white cracks that cracked all the way from your neck, to your lower back. He sat there in awe for a second, staring and mesmerizing the shapes they made.

"Omigosh! Omigosh!"

"Wow, two 'omigosh's'. You ok there Mike?"

"Why didn't you tell me about your sweet tattoo!? It's beautiful!"

"Oh, that, must've forgotten to mention that, sorry!"

You chuckled, turning your face to be met with Mikey, gazing at your back, rocking back and forth with stars in his eyes.

"You HAVE to let me paint the spaces in-between the cracks! I could turn this into a true masterpiece!"

You chuckled at his amusement, you could practically see a million ideas that flowed through his head on what to paint in-between the white cracks and gapes.

"Sure, only if I can get another bite of your "mister ghost" ice cream. "

He nodded and passed you his ice cream.

"His death will be a noble sacrifice."

Goofball

#headcannons #fanfiction #rottmnt #fanfic #save rottmnt #self insert #tmnt #rottmnt headcannons #rottmnt leo #rottmnt raph x reader #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt raphael x reader #rottmnt leo x reader #rottmnt donnie x reader #rottmnt mikey x reader

[marwhoa]

✰✩✰ marlowe, they/them ✰✩✰

welcome to my master list !

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ꨄ masterlist ꡴

THE OWL HOUSE

~ perhaps you’ll be my first request?

TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLES

Drabble Dump

↳ rise!donnie, 2012!donnie, rise!mikey, rise!casey x Y/N (female and g/n)

Multiple

↳ “ tickle-fest ” ; rise!boys x g/n

↳ romantic headcanons ; donnie, leo, april x girly!g/n

↳ “ wedding bells ” ; platonic!rise!boys x g/n

↳ “ two-in-one “ ; rise!boys x vigilante!g/n

↳ “ errand day ” ; rise!boys x curly-haired!fem!y/n

↳ “ green with envy “ ; rise!boys x g/n

Leonardo Hamato

↳ “ the chair-ry on top ” ; rise!leo x g/n

↳ “ the treasure’s treasure “ ; rise!leo x g/n; chair-ry sequel!

↳ “ skin hunger touch-starved ” ; rise!leo x touch-starved!g/n

↳ “ gotcha, leo’s wrong! “ ; rise!leo x male!y/n

↳ “ come clean! “ ; rise!leo x female!soccer!y/n

↳ “ sorry i took so long ” ; rise!leo x female!potioned!y/n

↳ “ target practice ” ; rise!leo x goblin!g/n

Raphael Hamato

↳ “ teensy-weensy hiccup, oops! ” ; 2012!raph x g/n

↳ “ cherrypie prequel: sugar n’spice “ ; rise!raph x villain!female!y/n

↳ “ cherrypie ” ; rise!raph x female!villain!y/n

↳ “ unstoppable “ ; future!rise!raph x survivor!female!y/n

↳ “ twilight lovebirds ” ; rise!raph x g/n

Donatello Hamato

↳ “ the heart’s broken song ” ; rise!donnie x overworked!musician!g/n

↳ “ the sheep loves the wolf ” ; 2012!vampire!donnie x female!y/n

Michelangelo Hamato

↳ “ mikey & the rose burns ” ; rise!mikey x rockstar!g/n

OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB

Morinozuka Takashi

↳ mori-senpai dating headcanons ; mori & g/n

Hikaru Hitachiin

↳ “ high school sweethearts “ ; hikaru x g/n

Ritsu Kasanoda

↳ ritsu kasanoda dating headcanons ; ritsu x g/n

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[steampunkforever]

Killers of the Flower Moon was a film I saw a second ago but had to digest before writing on. The subject matter is heavy, addressing a facet of the genocide against American Indians previously unknown to the general public. It portrays a sensitive topic that requires finesse, and does so while also telling a complicated story of love and betrayal. There is no way to satisfactorily capture ever aspect of history in the length of a single film, even one 3 hours and 30 minutes long, but Killers of the Flower Moon does its best to do justice to the hidden tragedies this country is built on.

In the 1830s and 1840s, the American federal government forcibly exiled the indigenous inhabitants of the southeastern United States (and their African slaves) to a patch of frontier land known as Indian Territory. The Osage people got what the film describes as "bad land" and were forced to survive off much less fertile ground than tribes in other parts of the territory. After the end of the Civil War, a former Confederate soldier, tipped off to rich coal deposits in the eastern part of the area, married into Chickasaw citizenship in order to gain land and mineral rights to the deposits, kicking off a small mining boom in the area. This would not be the last time a white man would marry into the tribes with the intent to exploit the land rights of American Indians. The tribal government would find him guilty of betraying the Chickasaw nation and sentence him to death, a fate he only escaped by fleeing the territory via railroad handcar. He would later have a town named after him and become the newly minted state of Oklahoma's second Lt. Governor. The general store he operated for some time would also be the basis for the one featured in True Grit.

Killers of the Flower Moon is a film about a conspiracy carried out by white men to steal land and mineral rights by marrying full-blooded Osage and then murdering them. Not exactly the zany mafia movie melodrama expectations one went into Gangs of New York with.

The film centers around the internal struggle of the man central to pulling off the conspiracy: Leo DiCaprio's Ernest, a weak minded WWI vet who married an Osage woman that he deeply loves and yet follows his uncle's orders in arranging for the assassinations of her family and other targeted Osages. He's not an antihero, nor is he a classic villain as much as he's got no backbone and goes along with this genocide even as he cares for his Indian wife.

This focus on a non-native character in a film about native land rights has gotten Scorsese some critical pushback, which is something that the hypercritical nature of making films about "activist topics" was guaranteed to get him one way or another.

In defense of this film and Scorsese's creative decision, the movie is less about some heroic savior G-Man popping in to save those poor natives from the dastardly bandits and more about our own complicity with the injustices and genocides of the modern day.

It's a complicated story of complicity and cognitive dissonance, and by setting the main character as a sympathetic but evil man, it allows for a much more meaningful and sophisticated piece of art than if this were just a rote crime film set in a rootin tootin frontier town. There's even a segment where, shortly after a newsreel highlighting the Tulsa Race Massacre, the Osages march in a parade right next to the KKK and nobody bats an eye, capturing just how weird the politics of the 20s really were, furthering the themes of cognitive dissonance.

One thing the film gets especially right is the simmering resentment of the white population towards the Osage, capturing this interesting feeling of "if we wronged you so badly how come you guys are doing great and we're here barely getting by" that highlights the class and racial struggles of the conflict.

The film opens with narration over a montage of Osage wealth, stating that Oklahoma in the 20s was the state with the most Pierce Arrows in the nation, better known as the luxury auto brand chosen for the first presidential limousine. The Osages have jewels and big houses and (all white) live-in servants and chauffeurs, even as many of them find themselves at the mercy of a federal government that holds them to be legally incompetent. The whites in the film are there to catch the scraps, which is a narrative we don't often see when discussing injustices against the Tribes, emphasizing the power that comes with land ownership and the material motivations for the atrocities committed in the movie.

This was clearly a very important story for Scorsese, and you can see the love and care in every minute of the feature. The people look like people did back then, uniquely pretty even if they were weighed more than the 1970s-does-the-1920s cocaine-skinny flapper caricatures, grizzled in ways that spoke to the frontier past of the oil towns they lived in, and altogether human in order to clearly portray the film's dedication to telling the story in all its ugly truth.

Block off a day to watch it, but do watch it. One of the best films of the year, even if it was missing a badly needed intermission.

#filmposting #killers of the flower moon #film #cinema #martin scorsese

[alliumbunny]

Headcanon time I guess(TMNT 2012)

BECAUSE I'M TERRIBLY MISSING TMNT BUT I'M BURNT OUT OF WATCHING NETFLIX HEADCANONS FOR TMNT 2012

If any of these end of very very very canon you can blame netflix for not having 4/5 seasons so I don't know everything oopsie :3

I'll start with my favorite character since obviously I'm gonna have alot to say about him :)

Oh girlie this is gonna be long(I TYPE ALOT LOL)

Michelangelo, Mikey, The best boy!! :3 sunshine boy idk

He's very very VERY fond of bugs, He picks them up and smiles at them :) and sometimes eats but only when his brothers aren't around because they 100% yell at him everytime they see him eat the bugs because B U G S!! Listen what else are they gonna eat that technically has meat? There's not gonna be any chicken in the sewers... maybe... who knows... chickens are weird like that <3

AS SOON!!! As they got internet and stuff in the lair he learned EVERY SINGLE CUSS WORD ✨✨✨ He also learns very quickly how and when to use them etc etc because he finds them so funny, Also He ONLY uses them with villains and only when his brothers/family/friends aren't around!! He comes up with the weirdest crazy fuckin Insults and thinks they are SO funny <3 lol (... Projection maybe :3 )

He's PanRomanic Asexual, because He deserves to be alittle(ALOT) Fruity 💖 (Kinda projection but not really, I'm Pansexual so sorta close LOL)

Tends to learn how to use weapons REALLY fast, He finds it really fun and interesting to learn how to use his brothers weapons!!! :D

Reads ao3 fanfics, Doesn't write any but found out Leo writes them and loves reading his, Mikey's just so glad his Oldest Brother has something fun he likes to do that isn't really serious!!! :D

Doesn't like Horror Movies(To much gore for him normally) but fucking loves Psychological Horror. I was about the say he liked The Magnus archives, but it didn't start until 2016 lol. So Umm :3 He likes reading horror stories alot. (This is projection probably but hey, I think he would hehehe)

Forgets his own birthday almost every single year(Oops going angsty now beware >:3 ) He doesn't see his birthday as important as his brothers or even his fathers so his brain just forgets about it, He always remembers his brothers tho(this is paired with the headcanon that they choose different days in the same month so that they didn't have to have 4 different birthdays on the same day lol)

April gave them a notebook and Mikey sketches in it, he runs out of space and starts to draw in between every other drawing because he doesn't want to ask for another one... :')

HE PUTS STICKERS ON THAT NOTEBOOK!!!! they're not very good stickers but like, He's collected them for years, every time he found one that wasn't destroyed then he takes it >:3 His brothers know about his little stickers and leave any stickers they find in his room <3 :'D

believes in luckiness/unluckiness and that sorta, luck theory(I might be the only person who's thought of this So I'll explain it oops) Basically Mikey believes that if Something good happens to him the same amount of bad will also happen later on, and vise versa :3 He doesn't let it bother him but it's always in the back of his mind.

The last thing also plays a part in this one. Mikey doesn't like when something REALLY good happens to him. He 100% believes that something REALLY bad will happen to him sometime after, Normally it does tho so he's kinda valid for it :')

Loves Animals, All kinds, He doesn't technically have a favorite(Until ICK comes into his life and it becomes cats) He loves cows and dogs and bunnies(PROJECTION LOL) and fish and Frogs and birds and dinosaurs and erhjdkjgbhdfkjbndfkjnjdfns ALL OF THEM, He doesn't really have a least favorite tho :)

He finds soda really weird, He likes diet soda tho, for some Weird reason, If he were to ever go to a fast food place he'd do that thing where to put some of every drink choice in one cup >:) (That's projection kinda, I used to do that so much omg, not anymore tho sadge)

Likes legos and stuff like it :D he likes building things that have instructions, He likes looking at the finished product and smiling and holding it and just OvO

LOVES COLORS!!! His favorite color isn't orange surprisingly tho, Instead it's the colors of the sky(in the day and night!!)

Likes sunsets/sunrises alot

He likes sitting on building roofs and just looks at the sky... It's when he cries the most LOL

DEPRESSION ROOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (PROJECTION TO THE MAX) His room is messy and he can never get to cleaning it and it makes him sad and like, numb sorta lol

Has sleep issues lol <3 Insomnia but nobody knows <3 I'm lovin it but Mikey ain't ✨

Gets Auditory hallucinations every now and again. They spook him alot since they're normally of stuff breaking loudly

Can't stop moving ever and it's very endearing to me!!! Stims constantly when happy and it's really endearing to his brothers because that's how they now he's actually really happy to be there and hang out with them, He just loves them so much(in a sibling way of course, I swear it anyone thinks differently I will hit them with a chainsaw and eat their flesh!!!!) aka they also know when he's not happy because of it aswell tho.

He bites people when he wants to >:)

. . . Raph and Leo are tied for favorite brother...

Okay I should probably stop with the Mikey ones oopsie daisy :3

So Um!! Next lol!!

Leo... Leonardo <3 <3 LEO!!! :D

He is such a mother hen(Honestly that's canon oops) He has the second most Medical knowledge and uses it all the time (The first is Donnie)

He squints his eyes when he's confused or upset lol

He doesn't like crime but keeps accidentally doing it without thinking

Quotes space hero's and Raph and Donnie are sick of it, Mikey quotes it with him but isn't as good at remembering the quotes lol

Likes the stars and star gazes whenever he can :D

watches videos about space!!!!!! He rambles to His brothers(Mostly mikey) about space facts til he runs out and gets new ones and goes through the same thing!!! It makes him so happy!!!!!!!!!

Likes gum, like minty gum!!!! He finds it fun to chew lol

cries in his room alone, silently at night....

Okie doki Leo is hard to think of :( Umm so NEXT :D Raph!! Raphael!! Yippeeee

When He's confused his eyes go all wide and shit >:3

Surprisingly likes calmer music that's softer and shit y'know? :)

Hates the velvet texture...

Has a calendar in his room that's been on February(20XX idk) for years probably

God raph is also hard to do...

Okay okay next!!

Donnie, donatello....

I wish I could headcanon him out of liking april. /hj

STARES AT PEOPLE for ALONG time, without realizing

Collects blankets that are textures that he likes. He just... has a pile of blankets :)

Donatello isn't my favorite if you can't tell ._.'

OKAY I KNOW IT WAS MOSTLY MIKEY!! BUT HE'S MY FAVORITE OKAY JFBKJDSBKJSDGNJKDFNGJLNDFJL

I tried my best with the others :3

I only did the brothers cause... Idk I didn't wanna do the others, k :3

I hope there's no spelling mistakes but know me there is oopsie ;3 lol

I guess... bye then? Idk

#MOSTLY MIKEY OOPS #tmnt #tmnt 2012 #michelangelo #leonardo #Raphael #tmnt mikey #tmnt raph #tmnt donnie #tmnt leo #tmnt raphael #tmnt leonardo #tmnt michelangelo #2012 michelangelo #2012 mikey #2012 raph #2012 raphael #2012 leo #2012 leonardo #2012 donnie #2012 donatello #headcanons #YIPPEEEEEE HEADCANON TIME #bunni rambles #kinda but ya :3 #I hope that's good yaaaaa

[shittygaypornmagazine]

You don’t have to respond to this, I am more than happy if you just see this ask, if not, that’s okay too.

I was setting that up like I was gonna have some long speech but this new chapter has me floored and I am processing everything and getting out nothing coherent.

(no possession today sadly)

The cute interactions????

CASEY JR ON HIS WAY TO SLAY

L E O S A G I

The angst??????

CASEY MY BELOVED

My favorite genre of fic is when you’re suspicions about not crying yet and that was me in the first 2 minutes of the chapter before Nardo and Leo’s back to back internal monologues hit me with a bus (y’know like mean girls)

I feel like your reaching into my mind and painting Nardo with my insecurities and Leo with my fears (HOW DO YOU DO THAT???)

emotional damage

I honestly can’t tell you or comprehend how much comfort your writing has given me.

At the end of this chapter I had tears in my eyes because of how happy I am for this fic just, existing?? I dunno if that sounds weird, but the writing combined with the characters just fills me with so much joy in feeling that they know how I feel. I’m gonna cry again, THEY ARE SO REAL AYSOWXKPNRUISJDVUKVG

Also remember when this fic didn’t have the Leosagi tagged and all we had was 🐢🐇

we can’t have leosagi if Jr removes the sagi

I’m so sorry if this doesn’t make sense (It most definitely doesn’t)

Love ya boo

-Casey Jr slays (Usagi)-

me rn:

But anyway,

First thing i gotta tell you is that when I say a notification in my inbox I knew. I knew it was you and I had to walk around my room, flapping my hands, stimming my way through the excitement because if there is ANYONE to whose thoughts I am looking forward to it's YOU, bestie.

It was love at first possession.

The Mean Girls reference murdered me on the spot. I screeched like a pterodactyl and scared my mother but it was worth it because you get it. And like being suspicious about not crying??? I-

*gives you a bunch of napkins*

Don't ask me how I got them.

*wipes my own tears away because the knowledge that something I created (and am still creating) brings people comfort and makes them feel things is so powerful I can't help it*

Also,

YOU WE'RE HERE FOR MY 🐢🐇 ATTEMPT TO BE MYSTERIOUS AND PULL OFF A PLOT TWIST SCENARIO????

edit: CASEY SLAYS (USAGI) IS MY FAVOURITE SENTENCE EVER NOW AKXKDJDHSHAJKA

#bestie possession or not your asks make me so happy #I am so normal about them #full lair

[terris-mayweather]

Echo VN update #5;

(I’m in tears and crying because I wrote this entire thing and was getting ready to post it, just looking over and seeing if I had any additional thoughts, but my cat jumped on my desktop, turning off the computer, and I lost everything I said and now it seems like wayyyy too much work to repost it. I want to die. I had written so much! T_T OTL)

Wow... it has been a while... Honestly thought I did another of these, but I guess I got swept away in the story. ANYWAY (this one is going to be all spoilers, and a close approximation of what I said previously that was lost to the cyber planescape of the internet, so apologies if it isn’t as deep as I usually wanted it);

I finished Carl’s route! And wow, what a journey THAT was. First, the nightmare dimension was so interesting and strange! It was like a weird, older reflection of Echo! But not like that much older? I suspect it was an echo (hah!) of the town in the 1900s somewhere. Probably post John hanging... Oof. I’m curious why Echo has this dimension/mirrored reality though. I keep getting more and more questions.

Second, I thought it was a very cool aspect that due to being descendants of James Hendricks and John Begay, Carl and Jenna actually got possessed (kinda’)! However the fact it actually happened is horrible and I hate it entirely. John was particularly stabby though. In fact I actually “lost” my first playthrough and chose to grab Jenna instead of pushing her (I was TERRIFIED pushing her would cause her to stab herself). I get so freaking sad when my authentic choices lead to my demise, because then I’m like: ‘Welp! Guess I’m doomed to fail or die in a situation like this!’ *sigh* anyway!

Third, this hysteria/entity thing itself. I don’t think it’s a hysteria at all and is absolutely supernatural in some way, but I am very curious about the expansion of this, and I want to know what happened in the mines, and why this place has a mirrored reality that you can just snap out of! How does this work?! I also wonder if it worsens the negative traits of all the residents here!

Fourth, I actually started Leo’s route now! I’m like 5 hours into it, Thursday, I think. And WOW. This wolf, while wonderful, is absolutely concerning. I’m worried what we’re going to discover about him as the days go by and worsen! =( To quote a fantastic creator: “His fur is red because of all the red flags!” My man’s got some serious issues hinted at, and I’m anxious since he does seem like a good person at the end of things... But things only get worse as we saw from Carl’s route and I’m morbidly curious how this will translate with Leo. But also, WHAT IS HAPPENING WITH CARL NOW THAT WE’RE NOT WITH HIM?!  Like the birthday party didn’t even happen this time! At least, not in the same way AT ALL!!! Like Carl got freaking lost! But at least we found out he was okay... enough... We know what else happens and I’m curious of the results when we’re not there!! Also oh my god, FLYNN warning us about Leo? And not being a complete asshole about it for all of three seconds as if he was serious? Like my dude... what is up with Leo? I’m fearing the worst at this point, which sucks because it feels like he and Chase could have a caring and legitimate relationship! I gotta’ say, the character writing in this is fucking legendary. But besides that it is super fun. I’ve also enjoyed meeting Mr. Raccoon man himself, Kudzu! He seems like one those dudes that keep themselves locked in a steel cage to keep other people from getting in, and I’m curious what his story is all about. I’m liking him though, since he seems like one of the only other positive influences around Leo besides Chase and maybe Leo’s family? We haven’t gotten much on that end... Either way, I like mystery raccoon!

Fifth, and also all other assorted thoughts! So one thing I noticed quite substantially is that it feels like the other characters are around a lot more with Leo’s route! I really am enjoying that and the little character moments we’re getting. Like the soccer game with Chase, Kudzu, Tj, and Leo, was so fun and genuinely enjoyable to read through! Those moments of happiness really give me much needed life since it offers insights into what COULD be, if all of these people weren’t so fucked up. OH and then also Clint and Duke. These guys are pretty interesting to the story itself! Meeting Duke was a trip since apparently there’s an otter apparition haunting Leo, which wouldn’t be too surprising except then we find out Duke is also seeing this probable Chase ghost thing! Now THAT is super interesting. Shows there’s some intention behind all of this shit. It’s especially interesting considering this is the same Duke that was sober and pointing at us back in Carl’s route! And that ended with his fucking face being blown off! And Clint is absolutely the worst, but it seems like Leo might be actively trying to hurt and make him feel worse, which makes me wonder a lot more about Leo! But I think that concludes the majority of my thoughts for now! There is so many things falling into places, but yet more questions coming up too!!! Echo truly is a delight and I can’t wait to get into the nitty gritty of everyone! 

#terry's echo thoughts #The Echo Project #echo vn #echo leo #echo chase #echo flynn #echo tj #echo jenna #echo carl #cw graphic

[pleasetakethis]

About Bri

Hi. I’m Bri / rearranged, 38, queer mama bear to three, multiple sclerosis. She/they. Resource for LGBTQ+ youth: It Gets Better

I try to love life. Fandom, WoW, sillies, my posts, random stuff I like–it’s all here. I write fanfic. My adult life is a mishmash amalgamation of all my hobbies and interests, so welcome to fandom!Bri and some real life!Bri, too. Sometimes I ramble in my tags. My icon is Leo from That 70’s Show. I strongly support the decriminalization and legalization of marijuana. Music is a huge part of my life, even though you don’t see that much here. NIN & DMB are my all time favorites, but I listen to e v e r y t h i n g.

18+. Multi- & pro-shipper. Kink- & sex-positive. Fandoms you’ll probably see: Supernatural, Marvel, Star Trek (new! hyperfixation in progress), Our Flag Means Death, Rick and Morty, South Park, Hannibal, occasionally Transformers, and more! Severus Snape is a comfort character (fuck JKR tho, if your feminism isn’t intersectional I don’t want it). 

I try to tag everything so you can filter what you don’t like. I’m a fan of blocking & moving on, fandom is an escape from the real world. I’ve been in fandom since I was 11 (if you count the fanfic I wrote in middle school before I knew what fanfic was, 13-14 for online fandom), I’ve seen a lot of weird shit, I like a lot of weird shit, and I’m not going to argue about it. No hard feelings if you unfollow, even if I still follow you.

If I have liked or reblogged something and you have DNIs, sorry--I don’t click on individual blogs as I browse, only the posts. Feel free to block me. Hate will be ignored because I’m an adult who enjoys fandom as an escape. Fandom is not activism and purity culture is toxic. The founders of AO3 are proship. Research queer history, fandom history, and the definition of KINKTOMATO. ✌️

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[xoruffitup]

Annette: The AD Devotee Review

So I saw Annette on its premiere night in Cannes and I’m still trying to process and make sense of those 2.5 hours of utter insanity. I have no idea where to begin and this is likely going to become an unholy length by the time I’m finished, so I apologize in advance. But BOY I’ve got a lot to parse through!!

Let’s start here: Adam’s made plenty of weird movies. The Dead Don’t Die? The Man Who Killed Don Quixote? There are definitely Terry Gilliam-esque elements of the unapologetically absurd and fantastical in Annette, but NOTHING comes close to this film. To put it bluntly, nothing I write in this post can prepare you for the eccentric phantasmagoria you’re about to sit through.

While the melodies conveying the story – at times lovely and haunting, at times whimsical, occasionally blunt and simple – add a unique sense of the surreal, the fact that it’s all presented in song somehow supplies the medium for this bizarre concoction of disparate elements and outlandish storytelling to all coalesce into a single genre-defying, disbelief-suspending whole. That’s certainly not to say there weren’t a few times when I quietly chortled to myself and mouthed “what the fuck” from behind my mask when things took an exceeding turn to the outrageous. This movie needs to be permitted a bit of leeway in terms of quality judgments, and traditional indicators certainly won’t apply. I would say part of its appeal (and ultimately its success) stems from its lack of interest in appealing to traditional arbiters of film structure and viewing experience. The movie lingers in studies of discomfiture (I’ll return to this theme); it presents all its absurdities with brazen pride rather than temperance; and its end is abrupt and utterly jarring. Yet somehow, at the end of it, I realized I’d been white-knuckling that rollercoaster ride the whole way through and loved every last twist and turn.

A note on the structure of this post before I dive in: I’ve written out a synopsis of the whole film (for those spoiler-hungry people) and stashed it down at the bottom of this post, so no one trying to avoid spoilers has to scroll through. If you want to read, go ahead and skip down to that before reading the discussion/analysis. If I have to reference a specific plot point, I’ll label it “Spoiler #___” and those who don’t mind being spoiled can check the correlating numbers in my synopsis to see which part I’m referencing. Otherwise, my discussion will be spoiler-free! I do detail certain individual scenes, but hid anything that would give away key developments and/or the ending.

To start, I’ll cut to what I’m sure many of you are here for: THE MUSICAL SEX SCENES. You want detailed descriptions? Well let’s fucking go because these scenes have been living in my head rent-free!!

The first (yes, there are two. Idk whether to thank Mr. Carax or suggest he get his sanity checked??) happens towards the end of “We Love Each Other So Much.” Henry carries Ann to the bed with her feet dangling several inches off the floor while she has her arms wrapped around his shoulders. (I maybe whimpered a tiny bit.) As they continue to sing, you first see Ann spread on her back on the bed, panting a little BUT STILL SINGING while Henry’s head is down between her thighs. The camera angle is from above Ann’s head, so you can clearly see down her body and exactly what’s going on. He lifts his head to croon a line, then puts his mouth right back to work. 

And THEN they fuck – still fucking singing! They’re on their sides with Henry behind her, and yes there is visible thrusting. Yes, the thrusting definitely picks up speed and force as the song reaches its crescendo. Yes, it was indeed EXTREMELY sensual once you got over the initial shock of what you’re watching. Ann kept her breasts covered with her own hands while Henry went down on her, but now his hands are covering them and kneading while they’re fucking and just….. It’s a hard, blazing hot R rating. I also remember his giant hand coming up to turn her head so he can kiss her and ladkjfaskfjlskfj. Bring your smelling salts. I don’t recommend sitting between two older ladies while you’re watching – KINDA RUINED THE BLATANT, SMOKING HOT ADAM PORN FOR ME. Good god, choose your viewing buddy wisely!

The second scene comes sort of out of nowhere – I can’t actually recall which song it was during, but it pops up while Ann is pregnant. Henry is again eating her out and there’s not as much overt singing this time, but he has his giant hands splayed over her pregnant belly while he’s going to town and whew, WHEW TURN ON THE AIR CONDITIONING PLEASE. DID THE THEATER INCREASE IN TEMPERATURE BY 10 DEGREES, YOU’RE DAMN RIGHT IT DID.

Whew. I think you’ll be better primed to ~enjoy~ those scenes when you know they’re coming, otherwise it’s just so shocking that by the time you’ve processed “Look at Adam eating pussy with reckless abandon” it’s halfway over already. God speed, my fellow rats, it’s truly something to witness!!

Okay. Right. Ahem. Moving right on along….

I’ll kick off this discussion with the formal structure of the film. It’s honestly impossible to classify. I have the questionable fortune of having been taken to many a strange avant-garde operas and art exhibitions by my parents when I was younger, and the strongest parallel I found to this movie was melodramatic opera stagings full of flamboyant flourishes, austere set pieces, and prolonged numbers where the characters wallow at length in their respective miseries. This movie has all the elevated drama, spectacle, and self-aggrandizement belonging to any self-professed rock opera. Think psychedelic rock opera films a la The Who’s Tommy, Hair, Phantom of the Paradise, and hell, even Rocky Horror. Yes, this film really is THAT weird.

But Annette is also in large part a vibrant, absurdist performance piece. The film is intriguingly book-ended by two scenes where the lines blur between actor and character; and your own role blurs between passive viewer and interactive audience. The first scene has the cast walking through the streets of LA (I think?), singing “So May We Start?” directly to the camera in a self-aware prologue, smashing the fourth wall from the beginning and setting up the audience to play a direct role in the viewing experience. Though the cast then disburse and take up their respective roles, the sense of being directly performed to is reinforced throughout the film. This continues most concretely through Henry’s multiple stand-up comedy performances.

Though he performs to an audience in the film rather than directly to live viewers, these scenes are so lengthy, vulgar, and excessive that his solo performance act becomes an integral part of defining his character and conveying his arc as the film progresses. These scenes start to make the film itself feel like a one-man show. The whole shtick of Henry McHenry’s “Ape of God” show is its perverse irreverence and swaggering machismo. Over the span of what must be a five minute plus scene, Henry hacks up phlegm, pretends to choke himself with his microphone cord, prances across the stage with his bathrobe flapping about, simulates being shot, sprinkles many a misanthropic, charmless monologues in between, and ends by throwing off his robe and mooning the audience before he leaves the stage. (Yes, you see Adam’s ass within the film’s first twenty minutes, and we’re just warming up from there.) His one-man performances demonstrate his egocentrism, penchant for lowbrow and often offensive humor, and the fact that this character has thus far profited from indulging in and acting out his base vulgarities.

While never demonstrating any abundance of good taste, his shows teeter firmly towards the grotesque and unsanctionable as his marriage and mental health deteriorate. This is what I’m referring to when I described the film as a study in discomfiture. As he deteriorates, the later iterations of his stand-up show become utterly unsettling and at times revolting. The film could show mercy and stop at one to two minutes of his more deranged antics, but instead subjects you to a protracted display of just how insane this man might possibly be. In Adam’s hands, these excessive, indulgent performance scenes take on disturbing but intriguing ambiguity, as you again wonder where the performance ends and the real man begins. When Henry confesses to a crime during his show and launces into an elaborate, passionate reenactment on stage, you shift uncomfortably in your seat wondering how much of it might just be true. Wondering just how much of an animal this man truly is.

Watching this film as an Adam fan, these scenes are unparalleled displays of his range and prowess. He’s in turns amusing and revolting; intolerable and pathetic; but always, always riveting. I couldn’t help thinking to myself that for the casual, non Adam-obsessed viewer, the effect of these scenes might stop at crass and unappealing. But in terms of the sheer range and power of acting on display? These scenes are a damn marvel. Through these scenes alone, his performance largely imbues the film with its wild, primal, and vaguely menacing atmosphere.

His stand-up scenes were, to me, some of the most intense of the film – sometimes downright difficult to endure. But they’re only a microcosm of the R A N G E he exhibits throughout the film’s entirety. Let’s talk about how he’s animalistic, menacing, and genuinely unsettling to watch (Leos Carax described him as “feline” at some point, and I 100% see it); and then with a mere subtle twitch of his expression, sheen of his eyes, or slump of his shoulders, he’s suddenly a lost, broken thing.  

Henry McHenry is truly to be reviled. Twitter might as well spare their breath and announce he’s already cancelled. He towers above the rest of the cast with intimidating, predatory physicality; he is prone to indulgence in his vices; and he constantly seems at risk of releasing some wild, uncontrollable madness lingering just beneath his surface. But as we all well know, Adam has an unerring talent for lending pathos to even the most objectively condemnable characters.

In a repeated refrain during his first comedy show, the audience keeps asking him, “Why did you become a comedian?” He dodges the question or gives sarcastic answers, until finally circling back to the true answer later in the film. It was something to the effect of: “To disarm people. It’s the only way I can tell the truth without it killing me.” Even for all their sick spectacle, there are also moments in his stand-up shows of disarming vulnerability and (seeming) honesty. In a similar moment of personal exposition, he confesses his temptation and “sympathy for the abyss.” (This phrase is hands down my favorite of the film.) He repeatedly refers to his struggle against “the abyss” and, at the same time, his perceived helplessness against it. “There’s so little I can do, there’s so little I can do,” he sings repeatedly throughout the film - usually just after doing something horrific.

Had he been played by anyone else, the first full look of him warming up before his show - hopping in place and punching the air like some wannabe boxer, interspersing puffs of his cigarette with chowing down on a banana – would have been enough for me to swear him off. His archetype is something of a cliché at this point – a brusque, boorish man who can’t stomach or preserve the love of others due to his own self-loathing. There were multiple points when it was only Adam’s face beneath the character that kept my heart cracked open to him. But sure enough, he wedged his fingers into that tiny crack and pried it wide open. The film’s final few scenes show him at his chin-wobbling best as he crumbles apart in small, mournful subtleties.

(General, semi-spoiler ahead as to the tone of the film’s ending – skip this paragraph if you’d rather avoid.) For a film that professes not to take itself very seriously (how else am I supposed to interpret the freaky puppet baby?), it delivers a harsh, unforgiving ending to its main character. And sure enough, despite how much I might have wanted to distance myself and believe it was only what he deserved, I found myself right there with him, sharing his pain. It is solely testament to Adam’s tireless dedication to breathing both gritty realism and stubborn beauty into his characters that Henry sank a hook into some piece of my sympathy.

Not only does Adam have to be the only actor capable of imbuing Henry with humanity despite his manifold wrongs, he also has to be the only actor capable of the wide-ranging transformations demanded of the role. He starts the movie with long hair and his full refrigerator brick house physique. His physicality and size are actively leveraged to engender a sense of disquiet and unpredictability through his presence. He appears in turns tormented and tormentor. There were moments when I found myself thinking of Conan the Barbarian, simply because his physical presence radiates such wild, primal energy (especially next to tiny, dainty Marion and especially with that long hair). Cannot emphasize enough: The raw sex appeal is off the goddamn charts and had me – a veteran fangirl of 3+ years - shook to my damn core.

The film’s progression then ages him – his hair cut shorter and his face and physique gradually becoming more gaunt. By the film’s end, he has facial prosthetics to make him seem even more stark and borderline sickly – a mirror of his growing internal torment. From a muscular, swaggering powerhouse, he pales and shrinks to a shell of a man, unraveling as his face becomes nearly deformed by time and guilt. He is in turns beautiful and grotesque; sensual and repulsive. I know of no other actor whose face (and its accompanying capacity for expressiveness) could lend itself to such stunning versatility.

Quick note here that he was given a reddish-brown birthmark on the right side of his face for this film?? It becomes more prominent once his hair is shorter in the film’s second half. I’m guessing it was Leos’ idea to make his face even more distinctive and riveting? If so, joke’s on you, Mr. Carax, because we’re always riveted. ☺

I mentioned way up at the beginning that the film is bookended by two scenes where the lines blur between actor and character, and between reality and performance. This comes full circle at the film’s end, with Henry’s final spoken words (this doesn’t give any plot away but skip to the next paragraph if you would rather avoid!) being “Stop watching me.” That’s it. The show is over. He has told his last joke, played out his final act, and now he’s done living his life as a source of cheap, unprincipled laughs and thrills for spectators. The curtain closes with a resounding silence.

Now, I definitely won’t have a section where I talk (of course) about the Ben Solo parallels. He’s haunted by an “abyss” aka darkness inside of him? Bad things happened when he finally gave in and stared into that darkness he knew lived within him? As a result of those tragedies, (SPOILER – Skip to next paragraph to avoid) he then finds himself alone and with no one to love or be loved by? NO I’M DEFINITELY NOT GOING TO TALK ABOUT IT AT ALL, I’M JUST FINE HERE UNDER MY MOUNTAINS OF TISSUES.

Let’s talk about the music! The film definitely clocks in closer to a rock opera than musical, because almost the entire thing is conveyed through ongoing song, rather than self-contained musical numbers appearing here and there. This actually helps the film’s continuity and pacing, by keeping the characters perpetually in this suspended state of absurdity, always propelled along by some beat or melody. Whenever the film seems on the precipice of tipping all the way into the bleak and dark, the next whimsical tune kicks in to reel us all blessedly back. For example, after (SPOILER #1) happens, there’s a hard cut to the bright police station where several officers gather around Henry, bopping about and chattering on the beat “Questions! We have a few questions!”

Adam integrates his singing into his performance in such a way that it seems organic. I realized after the film that I never consciously considered the quality of his singing along the way. For all that I talked about the film maintaining the atmosphere of a fourth wall-defying performance piece, Adam’s singing is so fully immersed in the embodiment of his character that you almost forget he’s singing. Rather, this is simply how Henry McHenry exists. His stand-up scenes are the only ones in the film that do frequently transition back and forth between speaking and singing, but it’s seamlessly par for the course in Henry’s bizarre, dour show. He breaks into his standard “Now laugh!” number with uninterrupted sarcasm and contempt. There were certainly a few soft, poignant moments when his voice warbled in a tender vibrato you couldn’t help noticing – but otherwise, the singing was simply an extension of that full-body persona he manages to convey with such apparent ease and naturalism.

On the music itself: I’ll admit that the brief clip of “We Love Each Other So Much” we got a few weeks ago made me a tad nervous. It seemed so cheesy and ridiculous? But okay, you really can’t take anything from this movie out of context. Otherwise it is, indeed, utterly ridiculous. Not that none of it is ever ridiculous in context either, but I’m giving you assurances right now that it WORKS. Once you’re in the flow of constant singing and weirdness abound, the songs sweep you right along. Some of the songs lack a distinctive hook or melody and are moreso rhythmic vehicles for storytelling, but it’s now a day later and I still have three of the songs circulating pleasantly in my head. “We Love Each Other So Much” was actually the stand out for me and is now my favorite of the soundtrack. It’s reprised a few times later in the film, growing increasingly melancholy each time it is echoed, and it hits your heart a bit harder each time. The final song sung during (SPOILER #2), though without a distinctive melody to lodge in my head, undoubtedly left me far more moved than a spoken version of this scene would have. Adam’s singing is so painfully desperate and earnest here, and he takes the medium fully under his command.

Finally, it does have to be said that parts of this film veer fully towards the ridiculous and laughable. The initial baby version of the Annette puppet-doll was nothing short of horrifying to me. Annette gets more center-stage screen time in the film’s second half, which gives itself over to a few special effects sequences which look to be flying out at you straight from 2000 Windows Movie Maker. The scariest part is that it all seems intentional. The quality special effects appear when necessary (along with some unusual and captivating time lapse shots), which means the film’s most outrageous moments are fully in line with its guiding spirit. Its extravagant self-indulgence nearly borders on camp.

...And with that, I’ve covered the majority of the frantic notes I took for further reflection immediately after viewing. It’s now been a few days, and I’m looking forward to rewatching this movie when I can hopefully take it in a bit more fully. This time, I won’t just be struggling to keep up with the madness on screen. My concluding thoughts at this point: Is it my favorite Adam movie? Certainly not. Is it the most unforgettable? Aside from my holy text, The Last Jedi, likely yes. It really is the sort of thing you have to see twice to even believe it. And all in all, I say again that Adam truly carried this movie, and he fully inhabits even its highest, most ludicrous aspirations. He’s downright abhorrent in this film, and that’s exactly what makes him such a fucking legend.

I plan to make a separate post in the coming days about my experience at Cannes and the Annette red carpet, since a few people have asked! I can’t even express how damn good it feels to be globetrotting for Adam-related experiences again. <3

Thanks so much for reading! Feel free to ask me any further questions at all here or on Twitter! :)

*SYNOPSIS INCLUDED BELOW. DO NOT READ FURTHER IF AVOIDING SPOILERS!*

Synopsis: Comedian Henry McHenry and opera singer Ann Defrasnoux are both at the pinnacle of their respective success when they fall in love and marry. The marriage is happy and passionate for a time, leading to the birth of their (puppet) daughter, Annette. But tabloids and much of the world believe the crude, brutish Henry is a poor match for refined, idolized Ann. Ann and Henry themselves both begin to feel that something is amiss – Henry gradually losing his touch for his comedy craft, claiming that being in love is making him ill. He repeatedly and sardonically references how Ann’s opera career involves her “singing and dying” every night, to the point that he sees visions of her “dead” body on the stage. Meanwhile, Ann has a nightmare of multiple women accusing Henry of abusive and violent behavior towards them, and she begins growing wary in his presence. (He never acts abusively towards her, unless you count that scene when he tickles her feet and licks her toes while she’s telling him to stop??? Yeah I know, WILD.)

The growing sense of unease, that they’re both teetering on the brink of disaster, culminates in the most deranged of Henry’s stand-up comedy performances, when he gives a vivid reenactment of killing his wife by “tickling her to death.” The performance is so maudlin and unsettling that you wonder whether he’s not making it up at all, and the audience strongly rebukes him. (This is the “What is your problem?!” scene with tiddies out. The full version includes Adam storming across the stage, furiously singing/yelling, “What the FUCK is your problem?!”) But when Henry arrives home that night, drunk and raucous, Ann and Annette are both unharmed.

The couple take a trip on their boat, bringing Annette with them. The boat gets caught in a storm, and Henry drunkenly insists that he and Ann waltz in the storm. She protests that it’s too dangerous and begs him to see sense. (SPOILER #1) The boat lurches when Henry spins her, and Ann falls overboard to her death. Henry rescues Annette from the sinking boat and rows them both to shore. He promptly falls unconscious, and a ghost of Ann appears, proclaiming her intention to haunt Henry through Annette. Annette (still a toddler at this point and yes, still a wooden puppet) then develops a miraculous gift for singing, and Henry decides to take her on tour with performances around the world. He enlists the help of his “conductor friend,” who had been Ann’s accompanist and secretly had an affair with her before she met Henry.

Henry slides further into drunken debauchery as the tour progresses, while the Conductor looks after Annette and the two grow close. Once the tour concludes, the Conductor suggests to Henry that Annette might be his own daughter – revealing his prior affair with Ann. Terrified by the idea of anyone finding out and the possibility of losing his daughter, Henry drowns the Conductor in the pool behind his and Ann’s house. Annette sees the whole thing happen from her bedroom window.

Henry plans one last show for Annette, to be held in a massive stadium at the equivalent of the Super Bowl. But when Annette takes the stage, she refuses to sing. Instead, she speaks and accuses Henry of murder. (“Daddy kills people,” are the actual words – not that that was creepy to hear as this puppet’s first spoken words or anything.)

Henry stands trial, during which he sees an apparition of Ann from when they first met. They sing their regret that they can’t return to the happiness they once shared, until the apparition is replaced by Ann’s vengeful spirit, who promises to haunt Henry in prison. After his sentencing (it’s not clear what the sentence was, but Henry definitely isn’t going free), Annette is brought to see him once in prison. Speaking fully for the first time, she declares she can’t forgive her parents for using her: Henry for exploiting her voice for profit and Ann for presumably using her to take vengeance on Henry. (Yes, this is why she was an inanimate doll moving on strings up to this point – there was some meaning in that strange, strange artistic choice. She was the puppet of her parents’ respective egotisms.) The puppet of Annette is abruptly replaced by a real girl in this scene, finally enabling two-sided interaction and a long-missed genuine connection between her and Henry, which made this quite the emotional catharsis. (SPOILER #2) It concludes with Annette still unwilling to forgive or forget what her parents have done, and swearing never to sing again. She says Henry now has “no one to love.” He appeals, “Can’t I love you, Annette?” She replies, “No, not really.” Henry embraces her one last time before a guard takes her away and Henry is left alone.

…..Yes, that is the end. It left me with major emotional whiplash, after the whole film up to this point kept pulling itself back from the total bleak and dark by starting up a new toe-tapping, mildly silly tune every few minutes. But this last scene instead ends on a brutal note of harsh, unforgiving silence.

BUT! Make sure you stick around through the credits, when you see the cast walking through a forest together. (This is counterpart to the film’s opening, when you see the cast walking through LA singing “So May We Start?” directly to the audience) Definitely pay attention to catch Adam chasing/playing with the little girl actress who plays Annette! That imparts a much nicer feeling to leave the theater with. :’)

#Adam Driver #Annette #Cannes 2021 #driverdaily #Annette spoilers

[tsigililimclean]

I've only just found out about these tweets and the portrayal of Piper, among other characters, in Riordan's works. I have to say, I'm really upset at Rick Riordan, I'm half-Korean, autistic, depressed, and morbidly obese, and seeing this affected me really badly. That being said, if you're ok with answering this, how can we, as fanfiction writers, portray Piper in a way that's respectful and accurate to Cherokee culture?

siyo oginalii 💕 i get a lot of questions like this and it's really hard to cover everything because piper in canon is pretty much a walking stereotype. i'm uncomfortable with divulging information about our culture but in general the best thing that people who are not tsalagi can do is to completely retcon the harmful parts of piper's character in writing, those being:

her being a kleptomaniac. do NOT write native characters as thieves. i don't know what possessed rick to think that was appropriate but it's not.

feathers in her hair. literally i don't know a single ndn who just wears feathers in their hair like that. i know i sure as hell don't.

describing her with eurocentric features- yes, this includes her "kaleidoscope" eyes and weird coppery hair. let characters of color have dark eyes and dark hair.

sexualization- her claiming scene is really gross and uncomfortable for me to read because the way she's described is weirdly sexual in nature. don't sexualize native women and girls, for the love of g-d.

other notes:

this is more nitpicky but i hate her cornucopia. i've always thought that was dumb, especially considering cornucopias are generally seen as a symbol of thanksgiving 🤢

j-siper is a bad ship and i will not back down from that. there are a lot of canonical issues i have with their romantic relationship. platonically, they're great together. jason is a good friend and he does right by piper and leo. but i'm so tired of seeing native girls end up with white boys in fictional media. i can smell the colonization.

don't write her as "disconnected" or w/e but also don't try to write about tsalagi culture. our culture is closed to outsiders for a reason. as far as cultural connection goes, all things considered, piper is far from disconnected. she just comes off as detached because she's being written by a white man who knows nothing about us as a people and as a culture.

don't write her or tristan as having some kind of disdain or contempt towards their native identities. i HATE how rick wrote tristan (and his relationship with piper) because it makes zero sense. i have a lot of thoughts on that and i'm willing to share them if asked but just tread lightly and get rid of the weird internalized racism that rick wove into their characters.

that's all i have to say for the moment. if anyone has any further questions, so long as they aren't inappropriate and uncomfortable, i might be able to answer them.

#haven't been on this blog in a while oof #asks #tsiwoniha #piper mclean #hoo #rr crit #iamstillalive158

[awanderingdeal]

Quiet

I spent all day writing smut, but this fluffy little piece wouldn't leave my brain. Technically, it didn't start out as Corbett instalment, but he wanted to make an appearance. Enjoy!

Rating: G

No content warnings that I can think of, but please let me know if you think I need to add anything.

These characters belong to @lumosinlove

Leo's watch vibrated against his wrist just as he pulled into the parking lot. He'd lost track of time after yoga giving Melanie advice on how to start her little girl off with drum lessons, so he'd been expecting the text from Finn or Logan enquiring as to his whereabouts. He ignored it for a moment, concentrating on parking.

He was pressing the call button for the elevator up to their apartment when the watch gave another pulse. Some asshole had almost reversed into him and the previous message had slipped his mind.

Finn (Lions): Be super quiet when you come in 🤫

Leo furrowed his brow at the text, wondering what antics Finn and Logan were getting up to. The next text text popped up, laughter bubbling in his chest.

Finn (Lions): Le? You alive?

Leo knew it was weird to still have his boyfriend under such a formal name on his cell, but he liked it. It reminded him of that first evening with Finn. How his hands had trembled as he inputted the number into his phone. How his eyes had lingered a little too long on Finn's face, on awe of how it could be even more perfect in real life than on the posters. The small panic before he'd brushed it off as a crush that would be squashed by whatever roommate habits Finn would have. It never had though had it. That face had only grown more beautiful in Leo's eyes with every new titbit of knowledge he learnt.

The elevator beeped and the door slid open, jolting Leo from his thoughts. He stepped in, not bothering to message Finn back, by the time it arrived Leo would be home.

He took Finn at his word, slipping into the flat as quietly as possible, the door clicking behind him softly. He set his yoga mat in the entrance way, pulling his sneakers off and slotting them into the shoe cabinet with as little noise as possible. The sound of the cabinet closing seemed impossibly loud.

At first Leo couldn't work out why he had to be so quiet. Everything seemed normal, except for the fact Finn hadn't bounded through the apartment to greet him. Rounding the corner to the living room, he found the answer.

Harry was tucked into Logan's chest, the two of them lying on Corbett's broad chest. Harry appeared to be sleeping, his eyes barely open but then he muttered, "I turn it." Harry's chubby fingers clumsily pulled at the corner of the book Logan was holding.

"Good Job, Harry," Logan praised, continuing to read. "I'll be the best friend I can," Annie whispered, clinging to the neck of the dinosaur."

Leo hadn't known it was possible to love Logan anymore than he already did, but apparently it was.

"Mommy," Harry stabbed his finger at the page.

Logan laughed, Corbett huffing at the loud sound. "She has red hair, sure. But look she doesn't have green eyes. Mommy has green eyes."

"Harry eyes!" Harry clapped his hands together, looking at Logan for a long second, before poking his finger at Logan. "Green," he declared, his finger pushing into the soft flesh just below Logan's eye socket. Leo flinched, but Logan seemed to take it in his stride, gently moving Harry's hand.

"That's right, Mommy has green eyes, and Harry has green eyes and Logan has green eyes."

Leo's forced himself to look down at his watch as it vibrated again.

Finn: Told you.

Leo glanced up, seeing Finn lean against the door frame leading into the kitchen. He didn't want to think about what he'd been doing in there all this time and the mess he'd find. Instead, he met his enamoured smile with his own, wondering how long they could watch this scene before it got weird.

#logan tremblay #leo knut #finn o'hara #harry potter #sweater weather #rating:g

[marswr1tes]

with love, y/n

requested? yes / no

request: n/a

pairing: poly!lercy(leo x percy) x reader

author's notes: poly!lercy lives in my head rent free, so i just had to write for them. i mention a gift box in this fic and this is sorta what i mean by that. also! for the art: i found it here and the original artist is here

warnings: mentions of gay showering

tags: @goldenhxzza

word count: 950

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an international quarantine had just been put in place, leaving you stuck in california and your boyfriends stuck in new york. not the ideal situation, but you were all safe and that’s what mattered. however, with you by yourself, there was nothing to do. and by nothing i mean you could either watch movies all day, scroll through social media, etc, but those things got boring really quickly. until one random tuesday, when you were scrolling on pinterest. there was a picture of a gift box made for someone’s s/o filling up your screen and suddenly there was nothing else on your mind. you just had to make one for your boys. so, you hopped up from your bed, found two random shoe boxes, and got to work. you started on leo’s first, adding a note, a hoodie of yours(oversized, of course), some candy you had, a container of your body wash(he was literally obsessed with the way you smelled and often stole yours when you were together, so why not give him some), and a bracelet. then you got to work on percy’s, throwing in another hoodie, some more candy, a note, a fake rose you had(he was a sucker for flowers, but you didn’t want to give him a dead one), and a small stuffed animal you had. you could’ve just put theirs together, because you knew they would just share everything, but the idea of two boxes was cuter, so you went with that.

as you were admiring your work, a couple polaroids of you caught your eye and you decided to put those in as well. when you finally finished, you sealed the gifts, wrote all yours and the boys information(and wrote their first initial on the box to avoid confusion) and the took them to the post office to be mailed.

about a week later, percy and leo were outside on a walk together, trying to prevent leo from setting the house on fire for the millionth time. they were almost home when they saw the mail truck drive towards their mailbox, set two packages down, and then drive away. usually they didn't get mail, so this was quite a (happy) surprise for the two. they took one look at each other and raced towards the mail box.

when they were back the house, percy raced towards the kitchen table, with leo following suit. reading the address, they quickly realized it was from you. and then taking a closer look, they realized they didn't have the correct one, so they switched, and then tore open the boxes. grins stayed plastered on their faces as they went through the items, sometimes geeking out on a specific item together.

"leo look! y/n gave me a rose!"

"dios mio, i am so in love with them."

"*screech* BABE LOOK!"

"*gasp*IS THAT THEIR BODY WASH??"

"YES"

*loud screams*

"SWEET MOTHER OF POSEIDON THEY GAVE US CANDY"

"aww percy, look how beautiful they look!"

then they got to the notes. leo tore his open and began reading aloud.

'dear leo,' leo looked up at percy and smiled before whispering excitedly"that's me!"

"read the note you idiot!"

"okay, okay!"

'first things first, please behave. and please, for the love of y/g/p do not set the house on fire. second, i miss you a lot. probably too much. but hey, you're a loveable person, you can't blame me.' they laughed at that.

'it's weird to not hug you or have you touching me at all throughout the day. it's significantly colder around here too. i've even had to break out the extra blankets. weird, i know. i miss my human furnace :(

“wow, we haven’t had to break out the extra blankets in a long time” percy gasped.

hey kept reading, and by the last few words, leo’s heart was fluttering, and both boys had fallen even more in love.

‘it's been really really hard to not wake up and see your pretty face. or just

see your pretty face at all, regardless if it’s when i wake up or not. seeing you through the screen is not good enough. i love you, leo. (have i told you i love you enough?) make sure you and percy are careful, okay? and have a good day, too. with love, y/n <3’

percy and leo sat there for a good 5 minutes, before percy scrambled to get his note and began reading his.

‘dear aquaman(i’m sorry, i couldn’t pass up the chance), i miss you and leo a lot. you mean so much to me, you have no idea. even if i don’t show it, i appreciate every single thing you do. even if it annoys me sometimes. also i really appreciate it when you save me from dying, so thank you so much for that.’

and as he got to the end, both boys were about to have an aneurysm.

‘please save me. i’m literally begging you. i miss you, i miss your cuddles, i miss your hugs, i miss your everything. i love you so much, bub. take care of yourself. (and leo, gods know he needs it) with love, y/n. p.s. i said this to leo too, but please behave. i’m literally begging you. okay, bye, love you x’

their grins stayed on, their hearts were screaming, and they could not believe they could call you their own. so they basked in your love for as long as they could manage.

and then y/n’s body wash came into percy’s view.

“wanna take a shower and use y/n’s body wash?”

“of course i do! vamonos, mi amor!”

#mars writes! #poly!lercy #percyxleoxreader #poly #pjo #fandom #leo valdez #percy jackson #rick riordan #riordanverse #annabeth chase #piper mclean #jason grace #grover underwood #clarrise la rue #connor stoll #poly!lercyxreader #poly!lercy x reader #travis stoll #will solace #nico di angelo #thalia grace #hazel levesque #frank zhang #greek gods #greek mythology #roman gods #roman mythology #hoo #heroes of olympus

[gerrydelano]

ohhhhhhh my goddd ok hiiii!!! very good chapter ! enjoyed the leo content as usual i think it’s awesome that he is now vaguely involved w ghosthuntuk !!! i feel so bad for gerry having to deal w raphael bothering him so much.. jon + georgie!!!! they are best friends.. POTS JON POTS JON!!! “little sad boys” pleeeease ! ok it’s tentatively danny ok!! hmmmmm hill house nursing home….. is that in any way related to the haunting of hill house by shirley jackson….. lmaoo danny caught on to that really fast! ohhh danny can see gerry’s alters? that’s interesting… juice box HIIIII MIKE!!!!!!! “I have everything I was missing. Stability, privacy, freedom. At this point, I desire nothing but to stay exactly as I am.” huhhhhh. tim what’s going on!!! for a hot mini i forgot he was end aligned lmao. oops.. mike you bastard what the hell is wrong with you !!? anyways i love the chapter i’m very invested in this

hey hi! thank you, i'm glad you had fun!

danny my best friend danny :-) yeah, him working with melanie on her new channel is a fun concept i think! CryptoCartography is gonna be uhhh. Well. you'll see haha 😄

gerry vc oh reinforcement that this was my fault? all my fault? yeah sounds about right. go ahead and haunt me. except ffuck,,n

jon trusting georgie not to swing him into another street lamp as they travel tipsily down the street: growth.gif

he definitely has markers of that even in canon, but i still keep writing his a little less intense than gerry’s! But It Is There. probably developed after his knee surgery cuz the stress of that would have altered his whole everything, g-d.

delevan was such a nice boy he doesn’t deserve this slander... tho she might be onto something

exposure therapy with tim was slow to start but they’re doin it!

okay the thing about Hill House Nursing Home. is that it’s a real place that exists. i was doing some research to find affordable ones in the devon area and that literally was the one that made the most sense in terms of location, cost, what her needs are, and for a GREAT joke. because the friday the 13th thing was ALSO incidental and hilarious. fated to flirt morbidly!

a very weird quirk of the stranger, yep! that was why he looked at reva so fast when they switched in at the safehouse that first night. surprise!

juicie :-) ducky ily

hi mike (derogatory)

yeah it’s so funny how he doesn’t even remotely think about the parents he super killed or anythi

well, now you remember! his deal is a little skewed from the witness concept that ren lead the charge with, but he’s still very much end (with a few extra touches of things that his closest people have uh. marked him with right back.)

"what the hell is wrong with you" is exactly what tim is asking and mike is like "you literally came here because you know exactly what’s wrong with me and you’re hoping to feel better about yourself” and tim was like “so true”

thank you again!!!! excited for the next one 😈

#asks #oliverbanks #pbr tag

[nostalgiaruinedme]

I have a theory that probably isn't true, but my prediction is that Leo is currently working as a spy for the kraang in dagger from the mirror. Also, I keep thinking about what it'll be like when the 2012 guys meet rise Donnie, and the picture that I have in my head rn is just him,,, hanging from the ceiling with his spider shell, and staring at them with his goggles on. I really love dagger from the mirror, thank you so much for writing it. you're writing is so good at going seamlessly from comedy to a n g s t and drama, and it is such a joy to read. When I say I think about it a lot, I mean I think about it a l o t.

Sometimes when thoughts I don't want to think about come a knocking, my first instinct is to go "hey, lets think about this incredible fanfiction instead" and it w o r k s (sorry if that's weird-)

all this to say,, you're incredible and thank you. <33

Oohh good theory. I won't say much on that since I don't wanna spoil whether that is or is not what Leo's up to, but I like where your heads at ;)

and heheheheheh Rise Donnie's story is coming up very very very soon... We've got the next battle with Rise Raph, then something else happens that I already set up for in Chapter 15... then a couple other little things I gotta cover, and then Rise Donnie's arc won't be too far off. It'll be here before ya know it and I love the imagery you've been thinking—it won't be EXACTLY like that, but the vibes are pretty similar!!

and dude, that's not weird at all—I do the exact same thing with fics I read. And the fact that my fic can help you with your thoughts like that means so much 😭 I'm so glad you like it that much. I hope what I have planned will live up to your expectations. Thank you so much you're so sweet!!!!

#Asks #Dagger from the mirror #tmnt #tmnt 2012 #rottmnt #tmnt crossover

[whorefordazai]

Hello!!! Congrats again on 600. For the match up thing. I have no preference for male or female, so anyone is fine!

- they/them

- leo

- I'm really short, 4'10ish. I have blonde hair, in a sort of undercut style. I have heterochromia, one eye is blue the other is green, and freckles 😌

- I really like drawing and writing, and spend most of my time doing that. I'm usually high when doing either. I'll swear up and down it's to "help the creativity" but really I just like how being high feels ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

- I'm way too into things like true crime, and paranormal/supernatural stories. I'm so invested in serial killers it concerns my friends and family. I also really like talking about mental health, and how the mind works, and I'm always trying to pick apart how people think.

- not sure if this is a love language but I'm not too good with words, so I usually show affection by just spending time with people, without really talking.

- my aesthetic is a weird mix of dark academia and soft emo/grunge

- theres no one I'm uncomfortable being paired with, and no favorite colors I can think of.

- date idea would probably just be hanging out, each doing our own thing. Minimal talking, and just enjoying each other presence. Something like that,, idk-

Sorry if that was too long. ily! ♡

I match you with...

Edgar Allan Poe! ´ˎ˗

👾 hear me out—poe never thought about getting high while writing his murder mysteries, but once you decided to suggest it, he gave it a try. stoned poe stoned poe stoned poe 🙌 the whole time he was writing the stories, his brain couldn’t concentrate on one solid idea so he ended up creating something crazy to give to ranpo. let’s just say when ranpo read the story, he audibly gasped and went “poe-kun...THIS IS GENIUS😯”—poe unironically thanked you for getting him high 🙏

👾 since you love murder mysterious and supernatural stuff—you’re in luck! cuz poe will gladly talk to you about them for hours. I feel like poe also likes to try understanding people because many people misunderstand him. he’s not judgmental when it comes to mental health, so he’ll be supportive no matter what. and just cuz I know you’re all for arson and are very chaotic lev, I guarantee you and poe will be running from the police at one point 😚

👾 poe definitely isn’t very good with words either (words that aren’t on paper) so quality time is also his love language. acts of service too (as we can see with karl) so he’ll probably make sure to spend time with you—he won’t outright say “can I spend time with you?” But he’ll follow you around with karl on his shoulders and holding a book 🥰 (take the hint pls 🙏) ps. ranpo will probably be a third wheel to you guys and accidentally commit arson so now all 4 of you are running away 🏃🏼‍♀️💨💨

👾 speaking of our favorite raccoon—you’re the only other person that karl interacts with! by interacting, I mean karl perches up on your shoulders (whether you like it or not) so like he’ll just jump on you whenever he wants to. taking a shit? he’s on your shoulders. trying to get something from a top cabinet? he’s on your shoulders. trying to write something important? he’s on your shoulders.

SONGS ´ˎ˗

- as the world caves in | matt maltese

- runaway | aurora

- good old fashioned lover boy | queen

- line without a hook | ricky montgomery

- freaks | surf curse

MESSY LAYOUT ´ˎ˗

#event match ups #bungou stray dogs #bsd imagines #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd x reader #bsd poe #bsd edgar allan poe #edgar allan poe #poe x you

[percyjacksonfan3]

For the salty asks: numbers one, five, six, and twenty through twenty-three please 😇

I live for the chaos so pls just... go off my dude

Ah Tay, reason #187893467 that I love you is that you indulge me in my rants <3

Salty asks are from this post!

K this got LONG so here's a read more!

1. What OTPs in your fandom(s) do you just not get?

Honestly even though I don't multi-ship often I DO usually get the appeal behind ships so this is a really short list. This will probably get me some hate but I still to this day can't get behind c/ex@ from the show that will not be named. But then again I do get the appeal of two super attractive women with chemistry and the whole ruler/ girl who makes the ruler change their ways thing. So I guess I get it even if I don't like it?

Also, and this is not to hate on Hinny, but Harry and Ginny from HP are not my cup of tea. I like what fandom has done for them but the actual content we get for them in the books (and movies, but I prefer the books) isn't enough for me to love them. Same with Mal and Alina from S & B/ Grishaverse, they're so bland to me in the books but the show is doing far better with them and actually making Mal ya know. Likeable. Again, I don't ship it, but best friends to lovers is top tier so I get it.

Oh! I also don't really get Dwalin/Ori from The Hobbit, but that is probably in large part because I'm a Dwalin/Nori shipper. Again though, all of the secondary characters' relationships in The Hobbit rely on fans to extrapolate HARD and wear extreme shipper goggles, and ik there's that scene where Dwalin helps Ori out of the river so like.. maybe that's where it's from? I don't hate it or anything but it's always something that's made me go ??? cause I have no idea where the heck it came from.

Apart from that... I can't think of any rn? I feel like I understand where all the PJO ships come from, even if I don't ship them. There are a couple that I don't understand how they can be someone's OTP, just because I find them super boring (no offense to those who ship C@leo or J@siper but I just don't love how Rick handled those relationships). In TSC I think fandom mainly vibes with the same pairings and that's true for most of my book fandoms. With the shows I watch I don't think fans majorly ship anything too out there for me. Maybe I don't interact enough with fandoms to tell. So this is all I got.

5. Has fandom ever ruined a pairing for you?

Oh my god, oh my god, this is a can of worms, my lord. A pairing I'm not so sure about, but characters? Abso-fucking-lutely. I took a break from PJO fandom for exactly that reason and the list of characters is endless honestly, for multiple fandoms.

I won't say fandom ruined Bell@rke for me cause I still ship it, but I definitely lost enthusiasm with how toxic the shows fandom was and then that was made even worse when the show completely destroyed itself with the worst writing and plots ever in the latter seasons.

Also I have a feeling that G@me of Thrones/ @soiaf ruined one for me but I can't remember this very second. Maybe not, and again that's probably cause I don't interact with fandoms en masse, usually just through fic and following a few people I vibe with in each.

6. Has fandom ever made you enjoy a pairing you previously hated?

Yes, quite a few! I used to dislike Drarry (for obvious reasons I feel) and Romione (as a kid I wanted Hermione to be with Harry and even when I grew out of that I really didn't like she was with Ron) but fandom changed that for sure. And same with Darklina now, I was upset cause I felt like the books really underutilized their relationship and fell short of what could have been a super awesome pairing if better explored, but the show fandom is taking it in so many different ways that I'm starting to really love them despite the reasons I shouldn't.

And I won't say I hated Hayffie in THG, but definitely the only reason I ship them is from reading @ellanainthetardis's fic Have a Drink Sweetheart and then all the others written for them. That portrayal of Hayffie and the characters have become my own headcanons now because I've been reading them for so long and they're so good.

Fandom made me ship Leon and Morgana from Merlin too, though that's very lowkey. I never hated them, I just never thought of them as a pairing until reading fic.

20. What is the purest ship in the fandom?

Percabeth. I don't care which fandom, it's Percabeth. Growing up together, going from enemies to friends to best friends to lovers? The establishment of them being best friends and the way Rick wrote that friendship was so pure, and they are a couple with no internal problems, all external, and you just know they're gonna be together through everything, fighting at each other's side, cause that's the way they are. There's a reason they're my OTP and it's cause they are the most well-established, ride or die couple I can think of. They're just so solid.

21. What are your thoughts on crack ships?

Love em for fandom but personally I very rarely get behind crackships just because I usually need a lot of build up, scenes, good dialogue and chemistry, etc. to ship something, so most of my ships aren't crack ships. The only one I can really think of that I actively root for and ship and would read fic for is Billy/ Owen from 911 Lonestar which is just... something.

Like idk if Barduil from The Hobbit is crack because ik it's quite popular... what makes a ship a crack ship anyway? Lack of canon reference? Is it cause they two characters would be so random together because they barely ever interact? Or because it's SO unrealistic you know for sure it will never happen but want it to anyway? Or is it lack of popularity in fandom? I need someone to define this so I have a better answer :D if it's the second option then I have MANY

I love seeing fandom stuff for crack ships though, cause seriously, it's fiction, ship who you want. If you ship two characters just cause you think they're pretty side by side then that's enough for me. Make all of the fan art and fic you like.

22. Popular character you hate?

Oof. Jason from HOO. And Leo in everything after The Lost Hero. I hated Piper in The Lost Hero and Mark of Athena but like her after those. I don't like any of the book characters from S & B except Nikolai, but I like everyone in the show (except David? Why did they make him so weird? Like he's not even awkward, he's straight up rude imo, but anyway). In @soiaf I don't like Jon Snow, I think he's boring. And I despise Jorah Mormont cause I think he's creepy for having a crush on Dany.

Didn't love Stefan in TVD, too much of a goody-two-shoes. I liked dark Stefan but it felt like a totally different character. Honestly most of the characters I don't like cause they're boring or too by-the-book.

OH! A big one in M@rvel is Captain America. Can't stand him honestly, I like him as a character to have in the story, but I like never agree with him on anything. I like a couple of his one-liners but that's it really. I also don't like Gale in THG, idk if that's controversial. Or Lex@ from the show that will not be named because I think she's manipulative and not good for any of the characters i DO love.

Is Ron popular? I think so. I like fandom Ron but not canon Ron and idk why. I think I'm growing out of it but I read those books when I was like 7 initially so I thought it was awful of Ron to stop being friends with Harry because he was jealous and I never really got over that.

There are so many but I'm gonna stop now.

23. Unpopular character you love?

Again, tons. I love anyone whose got kind of a tortured backstory because it makes them more interesting to me.

I love Movieverse Hawkeye! I think Clint is great and while I wish his deafness was canon in Marvel and I don't love J Remmer, I do love Hawkeye a lot. He was honestly one of the only Marvel characters that felt consistent and in-character throughout the movies.

I like President Snow from THG just cause I think he was a fantastic villain. And Effie and Haymitch aren't unpopular, but they're probably my favourites, again because of the fics mentioned above.

Leon from Merlin!! I don't actually think he's unpopular, but he's like... my fourth favourite character in the show which I know IS considered high for most people.

Sandor Clegane from ASOIAF. Not the show, just the books. His book character is phenomenal and I am so excited for GrrM to finish the goddamn series so I know what happens to him.

The Stolls and Katie Gardner from PJO cause fandom created Tratie and sucked me in at a young age.

Bellatrix Lestrange? Is she unpopular? I don't think so but she's another one I think is a fantastic villain. I'm almost more interested in her than Voldemort tbh.

That's probably it!

Thanks so much for the ask Tay, this was tons of fun! Anyone else who's interested can feel free to fill my inbox!

#taylor tag #ask games #look it's me! #now I'm just thinking of all the ships I hate and want to go off #i won't #but tay maybe you've awakened something in me that you will feel the brunt of later