#marine biologist!sarah

[punksarahreese]

Undertow | Marine biology!au

Prompt: seashells (from @purple-dahlias’s July challenge)

CW: none

It happened slowly, almost to the point where Sarah questioned if it was all coincidental. Each week a pretty shell would appear somewhere Sarah frequented, nestled atop the rocks near her turtle nests or even left on the deck of their cottage.

It started off as a weekly occurrence, something compelling her to pluck each shiny or interesting find off the ground. As if the universe was aware how happy such a tiny surprise made Sarah, the shells started coming more frequently; alongside dried sand dollars and little pieces of turtle shell.

Part of her wondered if maybe Crockett was behind it all along, her roommate would do silly things like that to make her smile. Yet as she turned each new seashell over in her hands, Sarah felt a tug in her heart that insisted it was the work of something far more close to the ocean.

“You can go right here,” she murmured to the newest piece of abalone shell she placed beside the others on her shelf, admiring the mystery behind her new collection.

#bro I’m praying the next couple days are easier because these are so bad gsjskd #why am I struggling to write again 😔💔 #q: seven sentence fic july #my aus #undertow #marine biologist!sarah #marine biology!au #chicago med #sarah reese #crockett marcel #ava bekker #reesker #sevensentenceficjuly

[joelmillerisapunk]

I'll never stop makin' you feel this good

bfd!joel miller x f!reader

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↳ wordcount: 3,795

↳ summary: After returning to your hometown, you reconnect with your childhood friend Sarah and her father Joel, a retired firefighter. As you spend time with him, you can't deny the spark between you, and soon you find yourself on a date with Joel, where things quickly heat up and the chemistry between you becomes impossible to ignore.

~or~

↳ a dom!daddy date

↳ warnings: 18+, dom!Joel, implied age gap, light spanking, fingering, light male masterbation, public stuff? But nothing too wild.

↳ notes: my favorite line became the title since I couldn't find a song I liked. Ty @saradika-graphics as always for the dividers 💓 and tysm for the love and support on all my fics so far. As a brand new writer its been so incredibly validating. I've gained so many amazing followers, moots, and friends in the like two weeks I've been here. I LOVE YOU ❤️

After being away for several years to pursue your dreams of becoming a marine biologist, you return to your hometown to visit your family and your childhood friend Sarah Miller and her father Joel, a retired firefighter. Sarah was like a sister to you growing up, and you were excited to catch up with her and see how much she had grown.

As you walk up to the Miller's house, you can't help but feel a little nostalgic. You and Sarah used to play in the front yard for hours, pretending to be superheroes and exploring the neighborhood.

Joel greets you with a warm smile as he opens the door. "Howdy kiddo. Missed seein’ ya around," he says, extending his hand for a friendly handshake. And as your hand meets his, he takes in your appearance, he can't help but notice how much you've grown up, how much more mature you've become. He quickly clears his throat, trying to tame his thoughts.

You grin and shake his hand. "Hey, Mr. Miller. It's good to be back," you reply, trying to hide your nervousness.

"Mr. Miller makes me sound old. Just call me Joel,” he says, chuckling.

You giggle, "alright Joel it is."

Joel nods and stands straight. "Well, kiddo, how've you been? You look good."

"I've been really good, Mr. Miller - uh Joel. College is going well," you reply, feeling a little more at ease.

"College, huh? And what do you wanna be when you grow up?" Joel asks.

You giggle. “I'm not exactly five anymore, but I'm going to school to be a marine biologist," you say, your eyes sparkling with excitement.

Joel's face lights up in surprise. "Marine biologist... that's gotta be one dangerous job. You know, I saw a show on Netflix once about shark attacks. I thought a pretty thing like you shouldn't be near those monsters, they'll eat'cha whole."

You chuckle, "Yeah, they're quite terrifying, but I might have learned a thing or two in school.” You wink playfully.

“And just what do you learn about shark attacks in marine biology school?” Joel asks, skeptical.

You smile. “ Don't worry, I'll make sure to keep my professors in the loop," you reply, trying to keep a straight face.

Joel can't help but smirk, “alright darlin’, and moves to the side to let you inside.

After a few hours of catching up and reminiscing about old times with Sarah, it's time for you to leave. But just as you're about to head out the door, Joel stops you. "Uh hey, listen, could I interest you in dinner sometime? I know a good steakhouse nearby. I think we could have a good time and catch up," he says, with a hopeful expression on his face.

Caught off guard, you're unsure if he's asking you on a date, but it feels innocent enough, so you agree. "Yah, that'd be nice, Joel," you say, trying to keep a straight face. Secretly hoping it was intended for more.

"Great! I'll pick you up at eight, okay? Here, I'll text you the name of the place, and you can look it up if you'd like," Joel says, as he hands you his phone with the contact app already open.

You take his phone and place your number in it.

"Thanks, kiddo. Hey, you okay? You look a little anxious for a steak dinner," Joel says, noticing your nervousness.

"Not at all, looking forward to it," you reply, with a confident smile. You place a hand gently on his arm, feeling a warmth radiate between you two.

Joel smiles and says, "Alright, kiddo. I'll see you later, then."

"See ya later, Joel," you say, as you walk out the door, feeling a sense of excitement and anticipation for your dinner date with Joel.

You're excited as you wait for Joel to pick you up for your dinner date. When he arrives, he knocks at your door, and when you open it, he says, "You ready to eat some steak, kiddo?"

You open the door, ready as ever. “Joel, you don't have to keep calling me kiddo. I'm not a child anymore.”

“Alright, darlin’, let's get going, then.” He holds out his hand, and you take it. When you get to his car, he opens the car door for you. You hurry in, eager to spend time with Joel.

“There's some great steak at this restaurant. You'll love the atmosphere there, it's a classy place. The staff is professional, not chatty, and very good customer service.” He smiles as he puts his car in gear and starts driving”

You smile and look forward as he drives. “I can't wait.”

When you arrive, he gets out and opens the door for you, then locks up his car. “Ladies first. That's how me and your old man were raised.” He laughs as you walk toward the restaurant.

You chuckle, “such a gentleman.” You get to a big glass door, a maitre d' greets you and seats you in a booth at a table for two. “Doesn't look too crowded tonight.” He takes off his jacket and hangs it on the back of his chair.

You take your coat off as well, revealing a very fitted dress. “It's beautiful, Joel.”

He looks at you and smiles, staring at you for a second “You look beautiful, very nice dress. You're much more grown up now than the last time I saw you.”

You feel yourself getting warm as you sit down, “thanks, you're not too bad yourself.” You manage to wink at Joel.

He laughs, “I'm sure you've got a lotta boys chasin’ you.” He pauses for a moment, eyeing you up and down before he continues, “that dress sure does suit you darlin’.” He grins mischievously.

You giggle, “well not exactly the boys I want to be chasing me.” You grin at him playfully. “I'm glad you like it, I just got it, actually.”

“Oh? And who exactly are you hoping to chase you.”

“I dunno, someone a little older, strong, I'm tired of boys.” You look into his eyes. “A real man who knows how to take care of a woman.”

He grins, leaning in a bit “So, you like a dominant man, huh? Would you say I fit the bill?”

You're a little surprised by Joel's straightforwardness but lean in closer, testing the waters a bit. “Well, I'm not so sure just how dominant you are, Mr. Miller, I might need you to show me.” You wink, biting your bottom lip.

He leans in even closer across the table and whispers in your ear. “Don't talk like that, or you're gonna get me all riled up. A girl like you should be careful about what you say.”

You whisper breathily in his ear, "I like a little danger.”

His eyes widen, shocked that you would say something so…naughty. “Are you tryin’ to get me to do something at the dinner table?” He says in a hushed tone. “Don't tempt me, baby.”

“Yes, sir.” You sit back and wink at him, liking his authoritative behavior but still feeling a bit defiant. You run your foot up his leg till it hits his thigh, your gaze locked onto his eyes.

He grins, placing his hand on your leg, slowly moving it up your dress, “You're playing with fire, darlin’.” His hand slowly makes its way up your leg, and you can feel the heat building between your legs.

You look into his eyes and challenge him, "Hmm, well, what exactly would you do with a girl like me?"

Joel's hand is now resting on your inner thigh, and you can feel his fingers lightly tracing circles on your skin. He leans in closer to you, "I think you already know what I'd do to you." You feel a shiver run down your spine.

The waiter comes to your table and asks if everything is alright, but you barely register his presence. All you can focus on is the feeling of Joel's hand on your thigh and the way his eyes are burning into yours. Joel leans back in his chair and sips his wine, never taking his eyes off of you. You can feel your heart racing as you stare back at him, wondering what he's going to do next.

The waiter brings your wine that Joel ordered, and you take a sip, feeling the warmth spread through your body. Joel's hand is still on your thigh, and you can feel him slowly sliding it up higher and higher.

"I love the way you breathe when I touch you. Makes me feel all-powerful." Joel's voice is filled with desire, and you can't help but feel the same way.

You look at him, challenging him, "You think you can tame me, Mr. Miller?"

Joel grins, "I don't like the word tame. I prefer the word... break. If I'm gonna take charge, I'm gonna take it completely, and this dress of yours ain't survivin' the night."

Your heart is pounding in your chest as Joel's hand reaches the top of your thigh. You can feel his fingers lightly grazing your wet panties, and you gasp at the sensation. "Think you can handle this old cowboy darlin’?" Joel's voice is low and dangerous, and you can feel yourself getting lost in his eyes.

You nod, unable to speak, as Joel's fingers start to move in slow circles over your clit. You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, and you moan softly as Joel's fingers quicken their pace. Suddenly, Joel pulls his hand away, leaving you wanting more. He stands up, offering to help you up as well. "You really think I’d let a pretty thing like you come in public? Come on, it’s time for us to eat in private."

You follow Joel out of the restaurant, feeling dizzy with lust. You can barely believe what just happened. As you walk to Joel's car, you can feel his hand on the small of your back, guiding you towards his black Mustang. You slide into the passenger seat, feeling like the luckiest girl in the world. Joel starts the car, and you take off towards Joel's place.

You feel so innocent and young next to Joel, but you love the feeling. You follow him through his house until you reach a small room with a couch, a TV on one side, and a fireplace on the other. Joel pours you a glass of wine and hands it to you, his eyes never leaving yours. You take a sip, feeling the warmth spread through your body.

He goes back to the kitchen to just grab the entire bottle. You make your way around, looking at all his stuff. You pick up a small carving, accidentally dropping it on the floor and bending over to pick it up, but your dress doesn't fully cover you. Joel walks back at the perfect time and can see everything, but you don't notice, so he's quiet and sets the bottle down before moving toward you.

"Oh, I like this little maneuver of yours,” Joel's voice is low and gravelly as he takes in the sight of you bent over, your dress riding up to reveal your lacy underwear. He steps closer to you, his hand tracing a path between your legs, stopping just shy of your center. "I like it a lot," he growls, his breath hot on your neck.

You gasp as you feel his fingers brush against your sensitive skin, sending a jolt of pleasure through your body. You're unable to resist the urge to push back against him, wanting more of his touch. Joel takes advantage of your position, his fingers slipping beneath your underwear as he explores your wet folds. You moan softly, your head falling back as he teases you with his touch.

"So, so wet for me," Joel murmurs in your ear, his fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles. "I can feel how much you want me.” You can't deny it - you want him more than you've ever wanted anyone before. You push back against him, trying to get him to give you more. Joel chuckles, his fingers stilling for a moment before he gives you what you want. He plunges two fingers deep inside you, his thumb rubbing slow circles over your clit. You cry out in pleasure, your body trembling as he brings you closer and closer to the edge. But just as you're about to come, Joel pulls away, leaving you wanting. You turn to look at him, your eyes pleading for more.

He grins wickedly, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Not yet, darlin’ hold on for me.” Joel stands up, walking over to the fireplace and stoking the flames. You can't take your eyes off of him, watching as he moves with a confidence and authority that makes your heart race.

He turns back to you, his eyes blazing with desire. "Take off your dress. I want to see you." You hesitate for a moment, but the look in Joel's eyes tells you that he's not going to take no for an answer. You stand up straight, reaching behind you to unzip your dress. As the dress falls to the ground, you stand before Joel in nothing but your underwear. He lets out a low whistle, his eyes taking in every inch of your body. "Fuck, you're beautiful," he growls, his eyes dark with desire.

You feel a shiver run down your spine as Joel's eyes roam over your body. You've never felt so vulnerable, so exposed - and yet so wanted. Joel reaches down, adjusting himself as he stares at you. "Take off your underwear, too. I want to see all of you."

You nod, your hands shaking as you slip your underwear down your legs. You step out of them, standing before Joel completely naked. He lets out a low groan, his eyes devouring every inch of your body. Joel reaches down, pulling his cock out of his jeans and boxers. He starts stroking himself, his eyes never leaving yours. "Watch me darlin’. Watch as I stroke my cock, thinking about all the things I'm gonna to do to you."

You can't take your eyes off of him as he strokes himself, his hand moving up and down his shaft. You've never seen anything so hot before. You watch as Joel continues to stroke himself, his eyes locked on yours. You can feel your body responding to the sight of him touching himself.

"C'mere darlin," he beckons, patting the space beside him. As you move to sit next to him, his fingers begin to trace a path up your leg, inching closer and closer to your wet center. Once there, his touch becomes more deliberate, circling your clit with a gentle touch that sends shivers down your spine. You can't help but moan softly, your hips bucking up to meet his skilled fingers.

He stops for a moment and with a firm but gentle grip, Joel guides you to turn over, positioning you face down, ass up on the couch, he finds your clit quickly again as his other hand comes down on your ass with a sharp smack, the sound echoing in the small room. The sting of his hand on your skin only serves to heighten your arousal. His hand comes down on your backside once again, the sound of his palm against your skin filling the room. The mixture of pleasure and pain is intoxicating, leaving you breathless and wanting more. Joel smirks, his hand coming down again and again, the pain mixing with pleasure in a way that leaves you dizzy.

"You like that, don't you?" Joel's voice is low and rough, his fingers still moving in slow circles over your clit. "You like it when I take charge, when you don’t have to do anything but what I tell you, no thinkin’ just doin’."

You nod, unable to speak. It's true - you do like it. You like the way Joel makes you feel helpless, his to do with as he pleases. Joel growls, his fingers plunging deep inside you again. This time, he doesn't stop, his hand moving faster and faster as he brings you closer and closer to the edge.

You moan louder, your hips bucking up to meet his hand. Joel's other hand comes down on your ass again, only adding to the pleasure. Finally, Joel's fingers still, his fingers resting deep inside you as you come hard. You cry out, your body trembling as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over you.

Joel pulls his fingers out of you slowly, holding them up to your lips. "Taste yourself. See how sweet you are." You open your mouth, your tongue darting out to taste your own juices. It's unlike anything you've ever tasted before, and you can't get enough.

Joel smirks, his hand moving up to your hair. He grips it tightly, pulling your head back so that you're looking up at him. "You're mine now, and I'll do whatever I want with you." All you can do is whimper in excitment, your heart racing in your chest. You've never felt so alive. Joel releases your hair, his hand moving back down to your thigh. "Good girl," he murmurs, his fingers tracing lazy circles over your skin.

You lean back against the couch, feeling boneless and sated. Joel leans down, his lips brushing against your ear. "I'm going to make you scream, again and again and again."

Joel stands up, his hands moving to the buttons on his own shirt. You watch as he undoes each one, revealing his muscular chest and arms. Your eyes widen as he kicks off his shoes and socks, followed by his pants and boxers. His cock stands at attention, and you can't help but lick your lips in anticipation. Joel's eyes follow your gaze, a smirk crossing his lips. "Like what you see, darlin'?" Joel steps closer to you, his hands reaching out to grab your ass.

Joel lifts you up with ease, his strong arms supporting your weight as your legs wrap around his waist. You can feel the head of his cock lightly brush against you, causing you to gasp at the contact. He takes a moment to look into your eyes, a smoldering gaze that makes your heart race.

With a gentle yet firm grip, he guides his cock to your entrance, teasing you with small thrusts that make you squirm with anticipation. You can feel how wet and ready you are for him, your body begging for more.

Joel then slowly pushes himself into you, filling you up completely. You let out a moan as he bottoms out, his cock buried deep inside you. He pauses for a moment, allowing you to adjust to his size. You can feel the warmth and tension building up inside you, your body responding to his cock sitting inside you.

With ease, Joel carries you upstairs to his bed, never breaking eye contact with you. Once he reaches the bed, he tosses you down onto it, his body following you down. He positions himself at your entrance, teasing you with his cock. "You ready for me, darlin'?"

You nod, your body trembling with anticipation. Joel thrusts inside you, filling you up completely. You cry out in pleasure, your nails digging into his back as he starts to move. His thrusts are hard and fast, each one sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. Joel's hands are on your hips, holding you in place as he fucks you. "You like that, darlin'? You like it when I fuck you like a dirty little slut?" Joel growls, his fingers digging into your hips. You moan, your body responding to his words. “Tell me how much you like it, darlin'. Tell me how much you love my cock inside you," Joel commands, his fingers tightening around your hips.

"I love it. I love your cock inside me. Please, don't stop," you beg.

Joel smirks, "I'll never stop fucking you, darlin'. I'll never stop making you feel this good." Joel's thrusts become more erratic as he chases his own release, his cock driving deeper into you with each stroke. You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, your body begging for release.

"Come for me, darlin'. Come all over my cock," Joel growls, his voice deep and raw with desire.

His fingers tighten around your hips, pulling you closer as he pounds into you. You can feel every inch of him, his thick cock stretching you wide as he fucks you hard and fast.

Your body trembles with pleasure, your pussy clenching around him as you feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. Joel's thrusts become more urgent, his hips slamming into yours as he chases his own release.

"Fuck, I'm close," he growls, his breath hot against your neck.

You can feel him tensing up, his cock swelling inside you as he gets closer and closer to the edge. Joel's thrusts become more erratic, his hips slamming into yours as he chases his own release.

With a loud groan, Joel stills, his cock buried deep inside you as he comes. You can feel him pulsing inside you, a feeling you never knew you'd love so much. Joel collapses on top of you, his breathing heavy as he pants against your neck.

You wrap your arms around him, feeling more content and satisfied than you ever have before. Joel's cock is still buried deep inside you, and you can feel him softening as he comes down from his high. You moan softly as he slips out of you, your body missing the feeling of him inside you.

Joel rolls over onto his back, his chest heaving as he catches his breath. You can see the satisfied look on his face, and you can't help but smile, your bodies entwined as you lay together.

Joel's cock is still glistening with your juices, and you can't help but reach out and touch him. You wrap your hand around his softening length, feeling him twitch at your touch. "You feel amazing," you murmur, your fingers tracing the veins that run along the length of his cock.

Joel smiles, his hand reaching out to touch your face. "You're amazing," he replies, his voice soft and filled with emotion.

You lay there together, your bodies entwined as you bask in the afterglow of your lovemaking. You feel more connected to Joel than ever before, your bodies and souls intertwined as you lay there in the peaceful silence, content and fulfilled in each other's arms.

#joel miller fanfiction #joel miller smut #joel miller x reader #joel miller #tlou fanfiction #pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #dom!joel miller #sub!reader

[microcomets]

hi hi, I saw you said a while ago that you have some sapphic SF&F book recs. can I ask what they are?

sorry for my delayed response — always happy to share!!! <3 here’s my list (always hoping to expand + add more recs):

THE PRIORY OF THE ORANGE TREE and its prequel, A DAY OF FALLEN NIGHT by samantha shannon (roots of chaos series) — a classic high fantasy saga with dragons & rich worldbuilding. all of the major relationships in both books (and most of the main characters) are queer!

THE LOCKED TOMB series by tamsyn muir — man idk how to even describe this series. yes it’s about lesbian necromancers in space because technically the books contain those things. it is definitely about necromancy in space. and there are lesbians

SHE WHO BECAME THE SUN by shelley parker-chan (the radiant emperor duology) — this probably technically leans more historical fiction than SF/F, but it’s about a girl who takes her brother’s identity and rises to power to become the emperor of china

THE TRAITOR BARU CORMORANT by seth dickinson — a lesbian machiavelli takes down an evil empire from within to save her colonized country

THE JASMINE THRONE by tasha suri (burning kingdoms series) —  a captive princess and a mage maidservant battle an empire in a fantasy world based on indian myths and history

THE FINAL STRIFE by saara el-arifi (the ending fire trilogy) — two girls switched at birth, a princess and a rebel fighter, band together to overthrow the hierarchy of a blood magic caste in this fantasy world inspired by african and arabian culture

OUR WIVES UNDER THE SEA by julia armfield — a marine biologist wife goes off to sea, gets stuck in a submarine for weeks, and Comes Back Wrong

THE LONG WAY TO A SMALL, ANGRY PLANET by becky chambers — queer found family in space!

THIS IS HOW YOU LOSE THE TIME WAR by amal el-mohtar & max gladstone — rival agents fall in love and write letters to each other across, you guessed it, a time war

GIRL, SERPENT, THORN by melissa bashardoust — a story about a girl whose touch is poison based on persian fairytales

IN THE VANISHERS’ PALACE by aliette de bodard — a dreamlike vietnamese retelling of beauty and the beast where a girl falls in love with her dragon captor

THE DEEP by rivers solomon — a novella about an underwater world where merpeople are descendants of enslaved african women thrown into the atlantic that features a sapphic love story

OTHER WORDS FOR SMOKE by sarah maria griffin — a set of twins is sent to live in a spooky house of witches

#anonymous #asks

[angel-of-vengeance]

My Sims!

from the first to the last

1. Lauren Ziegler - Tycoon 2. Sarah Lewis - Engineer 3. Maxine Grey-Ziegler - Chef 4. North Jay - unemployed 5. Emily Davis - Marine Biologist 6. Lisa Burton - Lifesaver

Lauren were married to Sarah some years ago. After some months of marriage, Lauren found out Sarah was cheating on her. They got divorced, and as Sarah was her first love, Lauren got depressed and needed to go to therapy. After one year doing therapy, Lauren met Maxine in a nightclub. They married later and had 4 kids together. Lisa is Lauren's best friend since they were in high school. Emily Davis just won the lottery, and spent all the money building her own house and buying the furniture. She didn't have money to survive, so she started dancing in the park and in night clubs. She got money enough to go to the college graduate as biologist, as it was her dream. After that, she could work as marine biologist. North Jay moved from her mother's house to start a life in another city. In one of her walks, she got abducted, and she returned as an alien. Ashamed of her appearance, she moved again to another city to find ways to go back to her normal life.

#sims 4 #the sims #the sims 4 #ts4 screenshots #show us your sims #ts4 simblr #simblr #ts4 story #the sims community

[drusjer]

lever hillerska alltid kvar. a young royal.s verse. tw for drunk driving, car crash, and emotional abuse.

Fredrik-Adriaan "Fedde" Hafström. Second year. Son of Markus Hafström, a Swedish noble and childhood friend of Queen Kristina, and Princess Sarah of the Netherlands, a Dutch socialite-turned-royalty.

Fred's parents divorced when he was ten. His mother returned to the Netherlands and, within a year, was engaged to the heir apparent to the Dutch throne. Fred has three royal half-siblings, two of whom he has never met due to his rocky relationship with his mother. Intelligent and studious, Fred is Hillerska's top student.

The first year's hazing was a violent affair for Fred. Refusing to be humiliated and abused, Fred threw a punch at Viktor, the third-year student in charge. The punch triggered a short but nasty brawl. It was 2 vs 1. Fred vs Viktor and his friend. Riley Langebro, an older student, managed to break up the fight, but not before Fred had already caused permanent damage to Viktor's left eye. Though everyone had sworn to secrecy, a twisted account of the incident was spread throughout the school, painting Fred as the hateful instigator and Viktor as the innocent victim.

Riley "claimed" Fred by adding him to his circle. Infatuated, Fred let Riley pull him into his world of alcohol and drug-fueled parties. Even though they slept together many times, Riley was adamant that he wasn't sure if he was queer and guilt-tripped Fred into keeping their relationship a secret. One night, while at a party celebrating the start of their second year, Riley baited Viktor into a car race. Fred jumped into the passenger seat of Riley's car in an attempt to stop Riley from driving drunk but failed to stop him. Also drunk, Viktor veered into a ditch. Riley pleaded to switch seats with Fred before they called for help, worried he would get into trouble for driving under the influence. Viktor died a week later from his injuries.

Viktor's death weighed heavy on Fred. He began to miss school and isolated himself from the few friends he did have. His mental health only became worse when Riley revealed that he had intentionally caused Viktor's crash. Fred's father eventually withdrew him from the school, citing health reasons as the cause.

Fred is back at the school and repeating his second year when Wille starts at Hillerska. He's the main subject of gossip at Hillerska due to his disappearance from the school and fall out with Riley --- until the Wille and Simon video leak.

Random facts:

aspiring marine biologist.

he is on the rowing team. august and vincent ignore him most of the time. they tolerate him because he's one of the best rowers on the team.

he is often seen sitting alone, but sometimes he will hang around zafiya and bree, two quiet first years whom he has become very protective of.

#too lazy to properly proofread this rn good luck #but yeah it's pretty much his modern verse #the riley drama the bullying the disappearing from school everything #but yr flavored

[nixielinghui]

Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we are human? Pointless, really.

Is that NIXIE LINGHUI? A SOPHOMORE originally from FUNAFUTI, TUVALU, they decided to come to Ogden College to study ENVIRONMENTAL ENGINEERING on a FINANCIAL SCHOLARSHIP. They’re THE OPHELIA on campus, but even they could get blamed for Greer’s disappearance.

Do the stars gaze back? Now that's a question.

STATISTICS;

BASIC INFORMATION;

full name: nixie linghui. nickname(s): nix. age: twenty-one. date of birth: september 30th, 2001. zodiac: libra. hometown: funafuti, tuvalu. current location: ogden, new hampshire. ethnicity: caucasian & chinese. nationality: polynesian. gender: demigirl. pronouns: she/they. orientation: panromantic & pansexual. religion: wicca. occupation: student & employee at c.ling. language(s) spoken: english, chinese, hawaiian, māori, tuvaluan, semi-fluent vietnamese.

FAMILY;

father: david linghui. marine engineer. born january 18th, 1965. mother: carley linghui. marine biologist. born november 21st, 1968. sibling(s): n/a. children: n/a. pet(s): n/a.

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE;

face claim: havana rose liu. hair color: honey brown.  eye color: grey to green. height: 5'2''. weight: 110 lbs. tattoos: n/a. piercings: lobes on either side (multiple).

PERSONALITY;

character trope: the ophelia. additional tropes: the aquaphile, the barefoot loon, the barefoot sage, the beach bum, the dreamer, the effervescent, the halcyon, the manic pixie dream girl, the malingerer, the mysterious waif, the paracosmist, the peach, the traveler. character inspirations: argyle (stranger things), bea (mayday), delirium of the endless (the sandman), dolores madrigal (encanto), lottie matthews (yellowjackets), luna lovegood (harry potter), molly gunn (uptown girls), mr. magorium (mr. magorium's wonder emporium), sarah sanderson (hocus pocus), thomas jerome newton (the man who fell to earth), valerie (valerie and her week of wonders). positive traits: affectionate, extroverted, understanding. negative traits: carefree, indecisive, codependent. skills: forging relationships, mediation, amateur tea sommelier. smokes: no. drinks: yes. drugs: yes, natural substances only.

SCHOOLING;

attending; ogden college. major: enviormental engineering. minor: marine biology. sports: swimming & diving. extracurriculars: renewable energy and sustainability society, rock climbing team.

BACKGROUND;

TW: n/a. ● Nixie's parents met unexpectedly on a ship that her mother was traveling on and her father was working on. It was love at first sight and within four months they were married and Nixie's birth followed an additional seven months later. ● Due to her parents work, they never truly had a set home. Instead, she spent her childhood traveling on ships or boats and visiting exotic and beautiful locations, staying in everything from hostels to hotels and rented out rooms. ● Their education came mostly in the form of homeschooling and lessons taught both by their mother and the various women who helped raise and shape them throughout their childhood, most of their knowledge (and the things that piqued their interest) not coming from the things found in a textbook or classroom. ● It was throughout their travels that they became increasingly aware of the impact of global warming, particularly on the places that they loved to much, and in hopes to make a more impactful change going forward, they enrolled in Ogden. ● They definitely do care about their education and being able to help, but being as wild as they are, Nixie struggles with actually attending classes and staying on top of their assignments, something she too often has to be reminded about.

BIOGRAPHY;

TW: n/a. It had to have been fate that allowed their paths to cross, no coincidence that the ship she wasn’t have meant to have been on broke down while in his zone, that she’d wandered out of her room and into directly into him. It was love at first sight, two people destined for each other, a romance that others might try to simplify but the Linghui’s refuse to view it so plainly. It took a mere four months before they were tying the knot, a wedding some called shotgun soon after the fact, but the child growing inside of Carley was unbeknownst to them at the time, a welcome surprise when that beautiful baby arrived seven months later. To say that Nixie's upbringing was unorthodox would still be managing to down play it. She may have been born in Funafuti but it was never home, pulled to the seas before she was even a year old. In fact, home wasn't a word that they identified in the traditional sense — home was people, it was a feeling, no set place that ever been able to hold them. Nixie spent their time drifting; beaches and islands, boats and ships, oceans and villages that so few people got to experience. There was a plethora of time spent under the watchful eye of local women, incredible elders from varying backgrounds who’d lived and seen so much more than her, who shared their wisdom and stories and helped shape her. Of course, home schooling was mandatory, even with no singular home it was important she learn — and although they passed, it was no easy task, mind drifting and focus elsewhere, always feeling they could experience and learn more from the world around them than any book. While the past two decades have allowed them to experience beautiful and exotic places, they've also forced them to be witness to the suffering of the world — particularly of small islands, populations that have lived there for centuries and are often putting the least strain on the environment, remaining most affected by it. It’s why she’s journeyed to Ogden, the stillest she’s ever been and for the longest extent of time, leaving her skin itching for change. Nixie wants to learn and help the places and people that have come to be so important to her, but don’t be surprised if you find her arriving to class late or not at all, wandering the hiking trails while the skies are dark or laying on the water for so long people begin to worry she’s merely a body.

EXPAND ON HOW THEY EMBODY THEIR SKELETON TROPE;

For perhaps anyone who's appreciated an iteration of Hamlet, the visual is clear — long, disheveled hair and bare feet, clad in a dress and often pictured amidst flowers and water. It's not just the visual of her that takes people's mind to that place, however. They display the same childlike naivety, as if entirely unaware of the harsh realities of the word, a mind that it seems has taken a step away from the real world while at the same instant, holds gently onto secrets that no one else may ever may be privy to the knowledge of. At times it's unclear if Nixie is plagued by an invisible illness or merely not of this world, questions that her unwillingness to answer acts to make her all the more bewitching.

RELATIONSHIP TO GREER;

Their first encounter was unexpected and the ones that followed were even more so. Nixie was an almost impossible person to pin down, floating around with her parents like a piece of drift wood lost to the sea. It was thanks to the beautiful locations that their work took them that she was privy to many experiences most her age were not so lucky to enjoy. The couple may not have been able to afford the luxury of the vacation homes and resorts that the Morrison family could, but the ocean and it's mainland were things trickier to lay claim upon. The same beach at the same time, together and yet somehow worlds apart — though to an outside eye, it seemed the pair were either unaware or unaffected by that reality.

LINKS;

AESTHETIC | FASHION | INTERACTIONS | MUSINGS | PINTEREST | VISUALS

#ogdenintro

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Hullo!

Call me Jumble🫧

Minor, Highschool (not most of my favorite shows intended age range lmao)

They/them & Aro/Ace

I downloaded tumblr specifically for octonauts content, found an amazing community with new friends who love the show as much as I do, and it’s about my one year anniversary when I’m writing this as an updated intro 🥳

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• My favorite shows are Octonauts, Sarah and Duck, In the Night Garden, Hilda, The Mr Men Show, Shopkins movies + webseries, Lalaloopsy movies + show, Ryguyrocky Media, I’m a Little Curious, Ducktales, Steven Universe, Frasier, Psych, both Venom movies, LMK, (and many more!)✨

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-For Octonauts stuff-

• I’m an Honorary Octonaut from a meet and greet with Barnacles and Kwazii, cap signed my certificate himself hehe :3

• Favorite Octonaut is Shellington, side character is Hugo, creature is Archie the Only Lonely Monster💙

• First episode I ever saw was the Narwhals on Disney Junior all those years ago <33

• I have all the books plus Kwazii’s Book of Monsters, my proudest collection, as well as a large number of figures, I bought plastic making supplies cause ima make the characters that don’t have figures yet, Pearl, Hugo, and the like🥳

• My favorite episode is probably all of them and my favorite movie is all of them too👍I’m very decisive👍

• I have a TikTok and Ao3 with the same user go see my other stuffs: xjumbled_up_brainx

I rly like it here in the Octo-Community with the Octo-Fam, it’s been the best year in a long time and ima keep going ^^ I ain’t no artist ima writer, but here’s the self character I’ve been working on, here’s me, Jumble, and well wishes to you all!💙🫧

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The Midnight Swim

When their marine biologist mother disappears while diving, three somewhat estranged sisters return to their lakefront childhood home to settle her affairs while one films everything for a documentary on the situation and strange things start happening, but not nearly enough of them. Sarah Adina Smith’s THE MIDNIGHT SWIM (2014, Shudder, Tubi, Plex, Roku, YouTube) has been praised for its atmosphere of dread and the strong relationships among the three leading actresses — Lindsay Burdge, Jennifer Lefleur, Aleksa Palladino. One critic even said the found-footage format was integral to the film’s psychology. Them’s pretty high-fallutin’ words for a poorly structured film that leaves out transitions and uses the found footage format with no sense of logic. And the atmosphere is basically Chekhov without the jokes.

There are two scenes that rise above the overall tone of dourness. In one, the three sisters lip synch a music video to “Free to Be…You and Me.” In the other, they dress in their mother’s clothes and play out their memories of them, which takes a decidedly contentious tone. In both cases, Smith quashes any joy or drama in the situation. There’s also one very funny performance from Michelle Hutchinson as a local realtor caught in a tight closeup as she discovers the three sisters haven’t agreed on whether or not to sell the house. Then she leaves, never to brighten the screen again. But after one of the sister's vehemently opposes keeping the house, she suddenly agrees to help turn it into an artist's colony. Then all three decide to sell with little sense of what changed their minds. As for the structure, it takes two thirds of the film to discover the videographer (Burdge) isn’t just an eccentric who can’t eat in front of other people and films everything. No, she has serious mental issues the family has tried to deal with in the past but haven’t bothered mentioning even as strange things (but not nearly enough of them) start happening. Guess finding dead birds on the back porch every night and having footage nobody shot turn up on her camera wasn’t strange enough to make them wonder about any effect on her mental state.

Then there’s the camera work. Most found footage films have a rawness about them. They look like something shot on the fly. Smith establishes that Burdge has a very high-quality camera. But can it automatically link scenes by having dialog overlap? At one point, there’s a shot that could only have been achieved by Burdge’s sitting on the bow of a speeding motorboat. This suggests a level of bravado not previously established. And when she’s alone and leaves the camera at the edge of a pier before walking out to go in the water, who picks it up to move it in for a closeup? At the end, it follows her into the water again and into a finale whose filming makes no sense. One convention of found footage is that there’s some explanation of where the footage came from and why we’re looking at it. But there’s no sense of who put this material together. I’m not even sure Smith knows.

#horror films #bad films #found footage

[ainews]

Coelacanths, the elusive and ancient fish species, have been making headlines in recent years. Once thought to be extinct, these prehistoric creatures have been discovered to still be thriving in the depths of the ocean. However, not all species are as lucky or as celebrated as the coelacanth. In fact, another marine mammal, the porpoise, has found itself at odds with the coelacanth in an irreconcilable clash.

Porpoises, known for their friendly demeanor and playful nature, may seem like an unlikely opponent to the ancient fish. However, recent findings have shed light on the darker side of these marine mammals. Studies have revealed that porpoises are the main predators of coelacanths, preying on them in the depths of the ocean.

This shocking discovery has sparked debate and controversy among marine biologists and conservationists. On one hand, the coelacanth is a rare and threatened species that needs protection. On the other hand, the porpoise is a necessary part of the ocean's ecosystem, and its predatory behavior cannot simply be eliminated.

One solution that has been proposed is to house coelacanths in jailhouses, similar to how other endangered species are protected in zoos. This would provide a safe haven for the fish, away from the reach of their porpoise predators. However, this solution has been met with resistance, particularly from those who believe that it goes against the natural order of the ocean.

"Coelacanths have been around for millions of years, and they have managed to survive without our interference. Building jailhouses for them would only further disrupt the delicate balance of the ocean," says marine biologist Dr. Sarah Evans. "We cannot play God and disrupt the natural behavior of one species for the sake of another."

Experts also argue that housing coelacanths in jailhouses would be a temporary solution at best. "We cannot keep them in captivity forever. Eventually, they would have to return to the ocean, where they would once again be at risk from porpoises," says Dr. Evans.

The irreconcilable clash between porpoises and coelacanths raises important ethical and conservation issues. It forces us to consider the impact of our actions on the natural world and the delicate balance of its ecosystems. As the human population continues to grow, it is essential that we find a way to coexist with all the creatures that share this planet with us.

Until a viable solution is found, researchers and conservationists will continue to monitor and study the relationship between these two species. Perhaps with more understanding and awareness, a compromise can be made that benefits both the porpoises and the coelacanths. For now, the clash between the two remains irreconcilable, highlighting the complexity and diversity of our oceans and the creatures that call it home.

#ai generated #fake news

[mediamixs]

Something in the Water: a testament to the power of female creativity and resilience

Something in the Water is a spine-chilling horror film that plunges audiences into the depths of fear and paranoia. Directed by acclaimed horror filmmaker, Sarah Blackwood, the movie takes viewers on a terrifying journey into the unknown, exploring the dark mysteries lurking beneath the surface of a tranquil seaside town. The story unfolds around the character of Emily, a young marine biologist who returns to her hometown after receiving news of her father's mysterious disappearance at sea. Determined to uncover the truth behind her father's vanishing, Emily delves into the eerie waters that once held fond childhood memories. However, as she begins her investigation, she quickly realizes that the picturesque facade of the town conceals a malevolent force lurking beneath the waves. Strange occurrences plague Emily and the townsfolk, as unexplainable deaths and disappearances escalate. Whispers of a long-buried curse grip the community, and Emily finds herself facing not only the sinister secrets of her past but also a terrifying entity that has awakened from its slumber.

As Emily delves deeper into the town's dark history, she uncovers a chilling connection between her father's disappearance and a sinister ritual that dates back centuries. With each revelation, the tension mounts, and Emily realizes that she must confront the malevolent force head-on if she hopes to save herself and her loved ones from its grasp. Something in the Water masterfully blends elements of psychological horror, supernatural terror, and atmospheric suspense to create an immersive cinematic experience. The film's haunting visuals, coupled with a gripping storyline and a sense of looming dread, keep audiences on the edge of their seats until the heart-stopping climax. Sarah Blackwood's direction brings a sense of unease to every frame, as she skillfully builds tension and suspense, drawing viewers deeper into the nightmarish world of the film. The cast delivers powerful performances, with Emily's journey serving as a compelling exploration of trauma, loss, and the primal fear of the unknown.

Ultimately, Something in the Water is a pulse-pounding horror film that leaves a lasting impression, lingering in the minds of viewers long after the credits roll. With its atmospheric setting, chilling narrative, and unforgettable scares, it cements its place as a modern classic in the horror genre, captivating audiences with its tale of terror lurking just beneath the surface.

#horror #movies #women

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Myrtle Beach SC News

Shark Sighting Shuts Down Myrtle Beach, Locals Speak Out!

Myrtle Beach's sun-kissed shores traded vibrant hues for cautious murmurs today as news of a shark sighting shut down the coastline. While details remain fluid, the incident has stirred a range of emotions among locals, highlighting the complex relationship between tourism, safety, and marine life.

The Buzz on the Beach:

Concern for Safety: "It's scary, you know? We come here to relax, not worry about predators," shared Maria, a local sunbather. Others echoed her sentiment, voicing concerns for families and the potential impact on tourism.

Respect for Nature: Veteran fisherman John offered a different perspective. "Sharks are part of the ocean, not monsters. The beach is their home too," he stated, urging for calm and education instead of panic.

Economic Worries: Small business owners like Sarah, who runs a souvenir shop, expressed anxieties about the closure's impact on their livelihood. "It's already a slow season, this could hurt us badly," she confided.

Beyond the Headlines:

While the immediate focus is on ensuring safety and navigating the closure, some locals see a larger conversation emerging. Environmentalists like Emily believe this incident underscores the need for sustainable practices and marine conservation efforts. "We can't keep taking from the ocean without giving back," she emphasized.

Meanwhile, tourism officials are working to manage the situation, balancing public safety with economic concerns. Beach closures are temporary, and reassurances are being offered that safety protocols are in place.

Looking Ahead:

The days ahead will reveal more about the circumstances of the sighting and the reopening of the beach. However, one thing is clear: this incident has sparked a deeper discussion about the intricate web of tourism, environment, and the natural world within which Myrtle Beach exists.

As the sun sets on a temporarily subdued coastline, one thing remains constant – the unwavering resilience of the Myrtle Beach community. Whether navigating economic anxieties, environmental concerns, or the occasional brush with nature's wild side, this coastal haven has a history of rising to the occasion. And as the next wave washes ashore, bringing with it renewed calm and clarity, there's no doubt that Myrtle Beach will bounce back, ready to welcome visitors and locals alike with its signature Southern charm, tempered with a newfound respect for the delicate balance of its ecosystem.

This is just a starting point, and you can use it to further develop the story by adding details such as:

Specifics of the shark sighting: Species, size, location, etc.

Official statements from authorities: Beach closure protocols, safety measures, investigation updates.

Expert opinions: Marine biologists, ecologists, tourism analysts.

Local initiatives: Environmental groups, safety awareness campaigns, sustainable tourism plans.

Remember to maintain a balanced and respectful tone that acknowledges the anxieties of some while also respecting the natural world and the resilience of the Myrtle Beach community.

New Luxury Resort Opens in Myrtle Beach - Exclusive First Look

Myrtle Beach shimmers with a new crown jewel – [Resort Name], a haven of luxury poised to redefine beachfront bliss. Forget cookie-cutter hotels; this masterpiece reimagines coastal retreats, weaving opulent comfort with breathtaking scenery and innovative experiences. Step inside with me for an exclusive first look at this oasis where every detail whispers indulgence:

Arrival in Paradise:

As you glide through the resort's entrance, prepare to be dazzled. Towering palms frame an infinity pool that mirrors the cerulean horizon, while cascading waterfalls serenade your arrival. Ocean breezes carry the whisper of tropical blooms, a fragrant prelude to the sensory feast that awaits.

Indulge in Opulence:

Guest rooms redefine sanctuary. Think private balconies kissed by sunrise, soaking tubs overlooking the endless ocean, and plush furnishings that beckon you to melt into their embrace. Oceanfront suites whisper stories of extravagance, with wraparound terraces and personal plunge pools blurring the lines between room and paradise.

Savor Culinary Delights:

Your taste buds embark on a global odyssey within the resort's walls. Michelin-starred chefs orchestrate culinary symphonies at the signature restaurant, where panoramic ocean views compete with the artistry on your plate. For a casual bite, the oceanfront bistro hums with lively energy, offering fresh seafood and handcrafted cocktails under the sun.

Immerse in Tranquility:

Let the ocean waves lull you into serenity at the world-class spa. Serene treatment rooms with ocean views become sanctuaries for pampering, while expert therapists knead away stress with bespoke massages and rejuvenating rituals. Afterward, unwind by the adults-only pool, a hushed haven where the only ripples are the whispers of relaxation.

Adventure Awaits:

While serenity beckons, [Resort Name] ignites your inner explorer. Kayak through sun-dappled mangroves, tee off on a championship golf course, or embark on deep-sea fishing expeditions. For a touch of magic, witness the vibrant underwater world through scuba diving excursions or glass-bottom boat tours.

Beyond the Gates:

The resort's gates unlock a vibrant world of possibilities. Explore the bustling Myrtle Beach Boardwalk, tee off at championship golf courses, or delve into the rich history of nearby Charleston. For family fun, amusement parks and water parks offer endless thrills, while nature lovers can find solace in lush coastal forests and serene wildlife preserves.

An Oasis Unmatched:

[Resort Name] isn't just a resort; it's a portal to an unparalleled vacation experience. From opulent accommodations and world-class dining to rejuvenating spa treatments and exhilarating adventures, every detail is meticulously crafted to exceed expectations. So, shed your daily worries and immerse yourself in this sanctuary of luxury. Let the ocean waves lull you to sleep, the sun-kissed sand warm your skin, and the impeccable service pamper your every whim. Because at [Resort Name], every day is an escape to paradise.

Remember: This is just a starting point. To make your exclusive first look even more compelling, personalize it with:

The actual name of the resort.

Specific details about the resort's amenities, such as restaurant names, spa treatments, or unique activities.

Use vivid language and sensory details to bring the resort to life.

Consider adding quotes from guests or staff to provide a personal touch.

By capturing the essence of luxury and the allure of paradise, you can create an exclusive first look that will make everyone yearn to experience the magic of.

Myrtle Beach Concert Series Announced - Star-Studded Lineup Revealed!

The sun-kissed shores of Myrtle Beach are about to vibrate with the pulse of music! Organizers have just dropped the lineup for the upcoming concert series, and let me tell you, it's a doozy. Get ready for nights under the stars with some of the hottest names in music across genres, from legendary icons to chart-topping sensations.

For the Classic Soul:

The Temptations & The Four Tops: Two titans of Motown join forces for a night of timeless hits like "Get Ready," "Can't Help Myself (Sugar Pie Honey Bunch)," and "I Can't Stop Loving You." Prepare for sweet harmonies, dazzling choreography, and pure nostalgia.

For the Country Crooners:

Carrie Underwood & Luke Combs: Country royalty collides as the powerhouse vocals of Carrie Underwood meet the down-home charm of Luke Combs. Expect singalongs to "Before He Cheats," "One Night Only," and "When I Leave Town."

For the Pop Party People:

Dua Lipa & Lizzo: Get ready to shake your groove thang with these pop powerhouses! Dua Lipa's infectious beats and Lizzo's body-positive anthems will have you dancing long into the night.

For the Rock Revival:

Foo Fighters & Guns N' Roses: Two rock legends, one epic night! From Foo Fighters' electrifying energy to Guns N' Roses' anthems like "Sweet Child o' Mine" and "Paradise City," this is a concert for the ages.

And that's just a taste! The Myrtle Beach concert series also boasts rising stars, genre-bending collaborations, and special events you won't want to miss. So, grab your beach chairs, pack your dancing shoes, and get ready to experience the vibrant sounds of summer under the Carolina sky.

Here are some additional details you can consider adding:

Specific dates and locations for the concerts.

Ticket information and links to purchase.

Special events or collaborations within the series.

Quotes from performers expressing their excitement to perform in Myrtle Beach.

Tips for planning your concert experience, such as transportation and dining options.

By making the lineup announcement informative and engaging, you can generate excitement for the Myrtle Beach concert series and encourage music lovers to plan their summer getaway around these star-studded nights. So, spread the word and let the music play!

[worldoceansday]

Orca Behaviour Observations in the High Arctic.

Join Grange Soroptimists for an evening with marine biologist, Kendal College lecturer and expedition co-leader, Sarah Neill, as she enthrals with her tales and stunning images of her recent expedition in Norway, 350km above the Arctic Circle,…

7 JUNE – Orca Behaviour Observations in the High Arctic

#snorkelers #world oceans day #norway #arctic ocean

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Sea-life reports sought by Cumbrian marine mammal rescuer#Sealife #reports #sought #Cumbrian #marine #mammal #rescuer

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Volunteers could help protect dolphins and whales by reporting sightings, a conservation charity has said. The Sea Watch Foundation says it uses the data to monitor cetacean numbers across the North East and Cumbria. Regional coordinator Sarah Neill, who is also a marine biologist, said they were interested in reports of live sightings but also wash-ups. Ms Neill said watching the sea for “an…

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[gravelgirty]

Never too Late:  PTSD and ISLAND ZERO

“Just..Spoilers.  The elderly couple survives.

And what a delightful couple we have to view.  Reviewer Sarah Budd of HORROR SCREAMS VIDEO VAULT said,  ‘ really well acted by all involved but the absolute best characters are the elderly couple Ruth and Alvis who are by far the most entertaining’

In a film less than 2 hours long it boggles the mind how the cast shows depth and background. Now, I think all the characters are just wonderful, but in interactions, most of the people are so believable you want to smack them or stuff the number of your therapist down their collar. Imagine how infuriating your hometown would be if things got bad and monsters were coming...yeah, hold on to those cans of beans, folks. And maybe some spare sticks of TNT...

Ruth and Alvis are a long-lived, long-married couple--old-timers on a salty little island in the middle of utter nowhere, forty miles off the coast of Maine.  Ruth and Alvis are the folks you want to root for, especially since our first sight of them is not really on a positive note...

After the opening scene where something unseen kills a marine biologist (the mother of the child in the above shot) some 4 years in the past, the film snaps forward to a quietly thumping heartbeat under a stethoscope.  An old woman’s voice complains over this soft sound; this is Ruth, sitting in the back of the consult room and doing all the talking for herself and her husband Alvis while Doc Maggie tries to get some answers on Alvis. 

 Alvis is tall, getting stout about the middle, and white-bearded.  He keeps his head down and does no volunteering while Ruth explains:

Alvis has inexplicably shut down, barely moving about and gaining weight. His equally-elderly (76 years) wife Ruth is explaining it all with her frustrations leaking out of every pore: He won’t do anything. This close to Christmas it is almost impossible to not think, “Oh, holiday depression?”  He sure does seem depressed...shut down...minimalizing.

There’s another reason why Ruth is upset at Alvis; he’s keeping the house cranked up to 82-degrees F (that’s ~28-Celcius) and if you think that isn’t heatstroke worthy you are not a New Englander because those folks are tough as Okies and French Canadians).  You know that joke about the town in Maine that never used a scrap of salt or sand on their roads for 20 years because ‘they might really need it someday?’ Yeah.  That’s the culture. You say ‘blizzard’ and they say ‘spring break’.  Your average Mainelander can do just fine at 65-degrees F (or 18.3C) because they know they have to pay for every thermal unit out of pocket.  This is an island where the heat must be harvested from local firewood, or gleaned from washed-up sea coal, or brought over in drums of Diesel by the ferry or a friendly fisherman.

Ruth continues on, making it hard for Dr. Maggie to get information on her patient.  She had to split half a cord of firewood all by herself.  (FYI many houses use wood and another source of heat to get by for emergencies, so what she said is not unusual). 

For rule-of-thumb, Ruth has split enough wood to keep 1 or 2 rooms warm for a brief time.  

Her voice is strident and tearful; a tiny woman at her wits’ end.  Doc Maggie asks repeatedly for Ruth to step outside so she can talk to Alvis privately.  Ruth doesn’t understand.  Alvis isn’t helping; he is in a fugue state until she asks Alvis if there was anything he couldn’t say better than herself.  Alvis rouses enough to say, “Nope!”

But in all of this, Alvis only speaks when forced.  Getting to the doctor was clearly not his idea but he isn’t going to fuss with her over it.  It is all Ruth’s motivation and energy.  Finally, Doc Maggie runs out of steam and asks what Ruth wants her to do.  Ruth finally blurts out, “fix him!”

We see Ruth again later on...the ferry has failed to show; people are trapped on the island with no new fuel for the fishing boats or heating and lighting the houses.  Food supplies are dwindling.  Ruth stands in line at the only store and scowls at Lars, who has cleared all the beans off the shelves.  She tells him to leave some for others but Lars is an opportunist and refuses.  One of the island mothers asks the shoppers if anyone can spare a can of milk for her kids.  Ruth scolds Lars to no effect, then yanks a spare can of milk out of his basket for the mom.  There’s a scuffle but the only injury is from Sam, the biologist.  Getting between two elderly islanders is never good for anyone’s health.

Things are pretty bad.  Fishermen’s boats are found without the fishermen, and pools of blood and strange blue goop that we later learn is blood from an unknown species of cold-water creature.  No radio.  No VHF, no phone, no cable, no internet, no satellite no nothing.  

Ruth and Alvis show up again after half the film passes; by then we learn that this undiscovered species, an apex predator, is hunting the fishermen who leave the island. Tucker Island is effectively cut off from the world.  It’s horrible but everyone who is left on the island is relieved to know what’s going on.  OK, now we have something to work with!  Fantastic!  Surely help will come, right?  We’ll just stay off the water. Great! 

Then Ruth and Alvis’ neighbor Nina is found, a gnawed-up skeleton on dry land in her own house and Sam thinks of the old couple.  Something has knocked over their plastic Santa Claus; there’s a smear of Nina’s blood on the front door.  He slips in and walks through an admirably tidy and clean house...to find them both alive.

Alvis is sound asleep on the couch wrapped in what looks like a million blankets and throws, snoring away in a boiling hot house while Ruth reads a book.  He and Ruth have no idea their neighbor was just butchered a few feet from their house, and that whatever did it tried to come in but didn’t move past the front door.

“Are you ok?”

“Alvis ain’t up to speed, but, I’m ok.”

So everyone on the island is moved to the inn where they can theoretically all be safe together (ok fine, but it sounded better than being alone, right?)  We see Ruth sitting on the stairs with her arm around the young waitress who lost her old beau Emmett--one of the first fishermen to go missing.  She’s clearly not doing great.  Alvis is glued by the fireplace with the same knit afghan he was sleeping under in his house.

We do learn that of the four people on the island who own firearms, Ruth and Alvis are half of them.  Ouch. Ruth knows Arthur (another eaten fisherman) used to hunt and thanks to her more ammo is found in his house.

The next time we see Alvis, he has a front row seat to a monster attack. 

The sea creatures rip Val in two.  It happens so quickly and no one can see it moving at all; there’s a lot of screaming and in-shock reactions. But Alvis actually speaks up.

“They’ll...be back.”

Doc Maggie asks him for more information (after they recover their wits) and Alvis slowly explains that he hasn’t seen them before, but...he’s seen what they can do.  

We learn from his halting, trembling words that Alvis is the sole survivor of a 13-crew freighter ship Dundee 30 years ago.  First the dolphin vanished, then one by one, members of the crew.  Bill.  Jake.  On the third night... Alvis almost chokes on the words about to come.  The third time he tries, the words finally escape.  He was working in the engine room when he heard gunfire.  He laughs mirthlessly at how he thought pirates were attacking. He came up to see that everyone he knew was dead, slaughtered, and he couldn’t explain to the Navy what he even witnessed.  In the background we hear his memory of the Navy chopper, a heavy weight pressing down on his health and sanity.  There is no wonder he doubted himself; what little he saw didn’t make sense and had no frame of reference to a seasoned seamen from an fishing island.

“Just...on deck.  A shimmer. Like...TV static...shimmering...”

“The Navy asked me what had happened....I couldn’t tell ‘em...!

‘...it was thirty years ago...”

So much about Alvis is made clear now.  There is a strong suspicion that the timing of the past attack was at this time of year--Alvis’ depressive funk is not typical for him, or Ruth would have said something (we know she doesn’t hold back).

Alvis and Ruth are delightfully well-suited.  One suspects she was the driving force holding them together and keeping them both motivated when Alvis struggled.

The situation suddenly gets worse.  One of their group is a spy for said Navy and he has killed a young islander--barely out of girlhood--to bait the monsters.  Ruth is all for shooting him if he doesn’t answer their questions.  When someone protests, Ruth says, “I’m okay with this.  You, Alvis?”

“Got nooo problem.”

Do not play higher moral grounds with old Mainelanders. 

Rather than get his jewels shot off, the spy explains that the island is ground zero for the projected invasion of this intelligent, hunting, amphibious creature that doesn’t show up on sonar or radar or heat-seeking machines, nor is it visible to other forms of tech.  He is supposed to be the diplomat to open negotiations and--way to go for victim blaming--he says everything is ruined because Doc Maggie shot one of them (because they were tearing Val apart, picky, picky) and he needs to try to negotiate with them. Hence why he slaughtered Jessie, a waitress who had a crush on him.  He murdered her and left her out as a peace offering to the creatures, who mutilated her sad remains.  So.  This is negotiating, eh?

Cue Ruth’s reaction and the best damn line in the whole movie:

“You are...negotiatin’...with FISH!”

And it just gets worse; the Navy has decades of information on these things and are determined to use their elusive qualities for the war department.  The whole island is a sacrifice zone for these goals where they expect the creatures to wipe out everyone on Tucker Island (thus getting rid of any witnesses). As a huge mass of these things crawl to the house, the spy yells to be let go, to let him negotiate.

Ruth is not pleased. 

“Only negotiatin’ is gunna be with this heah shotgun!”

Things actually get worse when the spy persuades them to let him talk to the monsters.  It doesn’t take long to realize his ‘negotiations’ are more in the form of, ‘eat them, not me’.

Everyone else flees to the attic, but Alvis is frozen in trauma.  Ruth screams at him to come but he can’t move.  It’s horrible.

In the attic the survivors can only hear screaming.

Ruth sinks to a trunk, shotgun in her lap, stunned.  She is the picture of abject misery...

...until something wet and slimy splats on her hand.

Ruth doesn’t hesitate.  Her head snaps up to the ceiling and she fires.

[INSERT GROSS MONSTER DEATH]

Seriously, that thing is nasty.  I’m quite pleased that we don’t see a lot of it. I am GLAD they have a special ability to bend light and make them almost impossible to see.  I mean, look at what we can see of them.  Ack.  Clearly, this was designed by somebody who had frequent nightmares about glass eels mating with cephalopods.

Not that Ruth cares.  While everyone else is trying to recover from all this she weeps for Alvis...

Who is (despite all logic) alive and well. The creatures backed off.

The reunion is so adorable.  “DAMN OLD FOOL!  I THOUGHT I’D LOST YOU!” (more crying and huggin)

The Navy Spy, however...well, Alvis points to the various places the man is...er...residing...throughout the house when Sam asks where he is.  When Lucy asks why Alvis was still alive, Ruth suggests he was too tough.  

But no, he was too hot.

Doc Maggie figures it out!  The creatures are cold-blooded and cannot stand heat.  They never touched him on the ship because he had been in the hot engine room; they didn’t enter their house because the thermostat was cranked!  

When the others wonder what the repellent temper could be, Ruth pipes up, ‘82 degrees’...the temperature he keeps in their house.

Alvis is a changed man after this.  He is still taciturn; but he knows at long last what happened on his ship.  He knows why he is the survivor now, shedding an eternity of fear and guilt. That tiny scrap of information from his story lets the survivors set a trap, a last-ditch shot so they can get off the island before the Navy comes and finishes the job the creatures started.

Of course, there’s always one last snarl, but...The end of the film is hopeful.  The old couple and child are being rowed to safety and Doc Maggie, a veteran of two wars who has kept herself in lean fighting shape, means it when she says she can row the whole 40 miles to the mainland.  She means it. 

And as they row away, in contrast to their first scene together, Alvis and Ruth are holding each other tightly.  

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