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mylifestiles · 1 year

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I think what I hate most about the Teen Wolf movie is that there were at least three instances where Scoot was parenting Eli and basically stealing formative moments from Derek in an attempt to endear the audience to an Eli and Scoot relationship and prime us to accept Scoot adopting Eli….

Crime #1: growling in Eli’s face to get him to transform??? What dude? How does that even work when Eli faints at the sight of a transformation? And if it’s that easy then Eli should have transformed anytime Derek flashed his eyes. It’s so messed up because Derek would have LOVED to be there for his first transformation, even just partial, but it was ripped from him bc Scoot wanted to be Mr. Alpha badass.

And no, I don’t think Derek guiding Eli through his first beta shift makes it better because Derek should have had the opportunity to guide him from his very first shift and help him maintain that shift so he could do it at will.

And don’t try to tell me it was necessary because super strong and fast alpha wolves should be able to carry fifteen year old scrawny boys.

And super strong and fast alpha werewolves should be able to outrun their half dead ex girlfriend without breaking a sweat.

And don’t get me started on Derek being injured. Actually I will get started!

when you consider Derek was originally hurt bc Scoot didn’t just go after Allison with his fast werewolf speed or sniff her out with his super werewolf nose tells you all you need to know about Scoot and his connection to his werewolf. he won’t be a great wolf teacher BECAUSE HE DOESNT KNOW SHIT. And I am blaming him (for the reasons above) for Derek being injured in the first place, so Scott set the whole stealing Eli’s first transformation from Derek thing into motion.

Crime #2: Derek is basically begging Eli to practice with him, but Scoot is the one who gets to play with Eli?? No way. That’s stupid. I reject it

Crime #3: DEREK DIDNT GET TO WATCH ELI PLAY OR MAKE THE WINNING SHOT??? After he convinced coach to give him some time on the field?? Blasphemous.

ESPECIALLY CONSIDERING he was only prevented from doing so bc of some stupid shit that didn’t even really involve him?? Like none of that shit was his business???

It’s like Jeff is trying to make Derek seem like a bad parent who doesn’t know how to help his own son and Scoot is a natural born parenting genius. He posits all these moments of good parenting but gifts them to Scoot instead of Derek. Derek is trying and trying and instead of having even one scene where Derek and Eli aren’t being standoffish and frustrated, Jeffery attempts to give us some easy as pie, natural, buddy-buddy relationship with Scoot and Eli.

we were given crumbs for Derek and Eli’s relationship and it’s sick, really.

And I will never forgive Scoot for being tongue deep with Allison THE MOMENT Derek is BURNED TO DEATH (a crime punishable by life in prison)and RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIS GRIEVING SON (have some class! You’re thirty or whatever!)

There are so many more crimes in this movie but I’m trying not to remember the movie at all, so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#teen wolf the movie #teen wolf spoilers #girl when I say #fuck jeff davis #I mean he can choke #and why did Allison feel entitled to adopt the son of the man she stabbed and shot through the neck some 24 hours before he died #did Derek even get a chance to say he loves his son before he was the sacrificial lamb?#because I don’t think he did #anti scott mccall #listen I don’t go out of my way to hate that guy #but it’s so very easy to hate that bland man #also!! why did every jog softly instead of genuinely run and then get surprised when they’re caught?#dearest you were even moving of course you got caught #leelee gets real #and don’t get me started on the pacing #it was fucking terrible and I couldn’t tell if we were in the same day or not #Derek Hale #eli stilinski hale

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angellic-critique · 7 months

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Also weird how before the trailer viv was always tweeting to hyper her show up with gifs that had animation errors before the finished product... Like with an attentative view from the sidelines it's a wonder why she's purposefully choosing the shittiest shots with obvious fucking errors or mistakes that could've and will be fixed but like.... this shit has been in production for 4 years I'd hope that they would have cleaned it up and been a bit more careful unlike Helluva Boss....

#im aware that they fixed the fizzarolli error but she still tweeted it with full confidence like nothing #the overlord shot looks fucking miffed and weird in perspective although i think thats mainly missi's size tbh #most of these are small but agaij #why make the trailer or the teaser if it wasnt finished ????#anti vivziepop #hazbin hotel critical #creatively i think the eyes over the hair even being in vivs' style is weird because why is vaggies hair covering her eye and not charlies?#idk let me know what you think #hazbin looks like overproduced garbage to me #explaining each animation error in tags here;#fizzies tail dissapears in a promotional tweet they later fixed in episode #vaggie is layered on top of her hair and the golden fence shes leaning against #charlies eyes just looking to be layered to weirdly that nobody can make up their mind in style if it goes under her bang or not #the overlords' perspective is horrible #husk and angel 'holding hands' layering issue #vaggid disappears for a frame and charlie runs up to a incorrect layered staircase not properly shown in shot *for promotional #glitz and glams' legs being layered weirdly and the coloring is off. its small i understand but its just as important as their role ♡#if you want credit for the people who originally pointed these out i can includd that if you wish^^#also im not surprised theres many character details/layering issues the crew has its honestly okay #i expected it when it got greenlit but i didnt think it would be this extreme/noticable :x #helluva boss critical

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daz4i · 2 months

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OH I FORGOT TO SAY

🏆 Achievement Unlocked: did my own t shot babyyyyyyy

#it was so fucking scary (<- scared of needles) but it didn't hurt at all which surprised me #my partner does his own shots and he showed me how 🙏 (i also got general guidance from a nurse awhile ago but! this helped more)

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sapphosclown · 6 months

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if rotpl was set in the glee universe with things mostly the same but set in current time lydia and cynthia would in fact have a very dramatic dream-sequence-esque duet of lacy by olivia rodrigo

#i could describe it in full detail rn but i won’t #vague detail: lydia is the first verse and chorus solo #then surprise! cynthia solo on the second verse and then they duet the second chorus #(cynthia is the ribbons in your hair line solo)#(lydia is ‘you got the the one thing that i want’ line solo)#in my vision the last chorus cynthia is still harmonizing some lines however the shot is focused on lydia’s perspective #that’s the vague detail version which is insane. i’m insane.#side note. not typically an avid f*berry shipper however. also them.#lynthia x faberry au?#nvm nvm nvm #grease rotpl #cynthia zdunowski #lydia rotpl #grease rise of the pink ladies #rotpl

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hazellvsq · 8 months

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hazel & thanatos : nico & cupid scene comparison

both of these scenes are about identity and truth at odds with innate self-preservation. both gods reference each other and acknowledge their similarities. cupid references hazel, and thanatos even references nico (didn't include that scene but hazel asks thanatos if he knows where nico is). jason and frank both also face obstacles through these gods, but the true tests are for nico and hazel. the point of both scenes is to demand that both characters face their greatest fears, and force hazel and nico to be honest about why they have come so far on their respective journeys, and admit what is is that they truly want. also, thanatos is fairly passive and hazel experiences more visceral attraction to him than she does to her series love interests, whereas nico's confession is very blunt and unromantic, and cupid is very violent, causing physical and emotional agony and further blurring the domains of the two gods.

#other difference between this scenes is that a reader could be gay and/or in unrequited love but can not have been dead before #thanatos was also very much a test for frank too but it doesn't foil cupid at all whereas hazel's interaction with him does #also i'm not surprised hazel and thanatos never became a ship because this fandom pays hazel dust and also you don't really #learn anything new about hazel in this scene (although it is one of her most insane moments)#but i'm actually very surprised nico and cupid never got shipped. like this is one of the most talked-about scenes from this series #he shot nico with an arrow. he's the god of love. he has an infamous mythological romance. you'd think somebody would've hopped on that #just statistically speaking with the amount of nico fic out there #hazel levesque #nico di angelo #cupid pjo #thanatos pjo

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ifyougoillfollow · 11 months

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as we sink into the open sea

M/F, Gen | QPR MicNight | 1720 words | Selkie AU CW: Depiction of Suicide Attempt (non-graphic)

On the eve of his nineteenth birthday, Yamada Hizashi walks into the ocean and comes back with a wife.

Please understand, that wasn't his intention. Yamada Hizashi is not the kind of man to believe in tales of sirens and sea wives, and he is especially not the kind of man with dreams of snaring one for himself. He is, in point of fact, not a man of any dreams at all. Not anymore.

So he walks into the ocean, figuring that if he can't find the will to keep dreaming, then he can at least find some peace at last. He finds a wife, instead.

Or rather, she finds him.

She finds him as his body hits the sea floor, at the very moment the first wave of doubt rolls over him in one fell, unrelenting swoop, much too late for him to do anything about it. He's so overcome with it he doesn't think much of the figure that glides out of the ocean murk and sidles right up to him. Wide, shark-bright eyes peer at him, so close they fill up his entire swimming, pin-pricking vision, and all Hizashi can think about is how soon he's going to die, and how he’s not so sure he wants to die after all, and how little what he wants matters in this final moment, as in all the rest before it, and then the figure places one cold hand on his colder cheek and kisses him. She's all Hizashi can think of, then.

She's dark-haired and beautiful. And strong. And a good swimmer, too, but that's to be expected. She drags him back to shore, lips locked tight over his the whole way, and she doesn't let go until his lungs are clear of ocean brine.

Hizashi lies there, alive and silent on the cold, wet sand for a good while after. Long enough for the first hint of morning blue to blush over the horizon. The sea maiden lies with him, just as alive, just as silent, and infinitely more at ease. Cozied right up to his side, as if she belongs there, seemingly content to remain there for however long Hizashi has left on this Earth now that she's saved him. Try as he might, he can't figure out whether he's grateful or not. He does, however, remember his manners, on occasion, so when he finally finds his voice again, he uses it to thank her.

"You're welcome," the sea maiden replies. There's laughter in her voice. Hizashi doesn't know what there is to laugh about, though he finds himself wishing she'd actually done so, just so he could hear it. He used to love laughter. Impossibly, he still does.

Yamada Hizashi had a knack for making people laugh, once. It was all he knew how to do, really. He doesn't know much of anything now, least of all how to make the sea maiden in his arms laugh, so he says nothing.

The sea maiden in his arms says nothing either, at first, for just long enough Hizashi startles when she does speak: "Is that it?"

"Pardon?"

"Is that all you're going to say?"

"... Is there more I should be saying?"

"There must be." There it is again – the laugh in her voice. "You don't strike me as the quiet type in the least."

That's what it is – she's teasing him. It's much too familiar to do anything but rankle. "Listen, Miss –”

She snorts. "Nemuri."

"Listen –” his face burns as he realizes that's her given name, and he refuses to say it "– listen, I'm grateful to you for saving me and all, but you don't know anything about me."

She peels away from his side. "Liar."

"Pardon?"

"You're not grateful at all," she grunts through an impressive stretch, current-strong arms flung upward and out towards the heavens. She's wearing a sealskin cape and nothing else, and is so unembarrassed by it Hizashi can't muster up any on her behalf. She winks at him. "But you will be," she adds. Then: "Take off your clothes."

"Pardon?"

This time she does laugh – seagull-like – loud and sharp and to the point. "Well, I don't know much about land folk, but it's my understanding you don't handle being wet all that well."

Hizashi wraps his arms around himself, scowling. "I'll be fine."

"Suit yourself."

The sea maiden stands – or at least tries to. She heaves herself upward in a motion that would probably be fluid underwater, then loses her balance, toppling backwards onto the sand, rump first. The sight of her glaring down at her legs is almost enough to pull a laugh out of Hizashi.

"Stupid things," she grumbles, kicking up sand.

Hizashi does laugh, then, which is a mistake. The sea maiden stands, suddenly sure-footed in her indignation, and uses her newfound mastery over her lower appendages to kick sand in his direction.

Hizashi cannot stop laughing. He laughs until his new companion loses interest in burying him under sand. He laughs until the sun finally frees itself from under the weight of the horizon. He laughs until he almost forgets he just tried to kill himself.

When he's all laughed out, the sea maiden is still there. Sitting across from him, hands and feet planted firmly in the sand, peering at him with a smile so dry it's a wonder she doesn't hail from land herself.

Without a word, she stands again, solid and steady, all remaining traces of sea legs gone, and hauls Hizashi to his own significantly less steady feet. While he's still reeling from... all of it – the strength of her hands around his, the seafoam-salt smell of her filling his impossibly pumping lungs, the laughter still clanging through every hollow part of him – the sea maiden takes her sealskin cape and drapes it over Hizashi's shoulders.

It's soft and musky and so warm it feels more alive than he does, but, most of all, it's heavy.

Hizashi tries to shrug it off. "Thanks," he says stiffly, "but I said I'm fine."

"I heard you," says the sea maiden, rearranging the cape around him.

"I don't need it."

"I know."

She fastens the cape closed around his neck, patting his chest firmly. It's so long it covers Hizashi all the way down to his shins. On her, it must have just brushed over the sand at her feet. The uncanny warmth of it doesn't seep even as the seafront breeze hits it, makes it flap and flutter around him in a heavy, even bump-bump, bump-bump beat. Nothing could ever hope to reach him past that beat and that warmth.

"I don't want it, either," he lies, because he has to, because he's never known what to do in the face of so much want, because he's always wanted too many things, and he's wanted them too much.

"Neither do I," says the sea maiden, breezy as the morning. "Maybe we should leave it here, lying around. I'm sure no one else would find it, if we hid it well enough."

Hizashi blanches at the thought. He may not be the kind of man to believe in tales of sea wives, but he has heard enough of them to be wary of the kind of man who does. He fumbles for the clasp at the base of his throat. "Just take it back. Go home."

"Hm, I don't think so." She sidesteps his attempts to foist the cape back onto her, walking away backwards, hands clasped behind her head. "I think I'll stick around here for awhile. Explore the land realm. It seems exciting."

Hizashi chases after her, cape held out like a net. "It isn't."

She twirls away again. "Liar."

"It's too exciting, then. Dangerous."

"So is the ocean – didn't stop you from walking into it."

"That was –" Hizashi falters, loses his footing "– different," he finishes lamely, hands fisted in the sand-soiled cape caught under his knees.

The sea maiden stands over him. "You're right," she says, "that was different – I'm not going into this trying to die. I'd say that alone makes my odds of survival look pretty swell, don't you think?"

Hizashi stares up at her, looming tall against the dawn sky, so tall she dwarves the rising sun itself, and has no doubt she'd survive even the drying of all seven seas if it meant she got to live.

"You're naked," he says, because he's running out of arguments, and the will to keep making them.

"I wouldn't be if you gave me your clothes,” she shoots back, “I gave you mine, didn't I? It would only be fair."

The cape is velvet-smooth as Hizashi slides it out from under himself, warmer still from the heat of his body and the sun-washed sand, which slides off of it like ocean spray from mossy seaside cliffs. His sea maiden – Nemuri – takes it from him and helps him back to his feet. She folds it over her arm, as if merely holding on to it for the moment, and arches an expectant eyebrow at him.

Sighing, Hizashi shrugs off his coat. "Yes,” he relents, “I suppose it would only be fair."

On the dawn of his nineteenth birthday, Yamada Hizashi walks into town with nothing but a sealskin cape on his back and a wife.

Or so the townsfolk like to tell it, because the townsfolk love a good fairy tale romance almost as much as they love to pity him. In time, they will come to pity him even this moment and his sea-wild wife, as outrageous as she is beautiful, as the very ocean itself, and Yamada Hizashi will do what he has always done in the face of undue pity, which is to laugh in it and continue loving whoever and whatever he loves, in whichever way he sees fit.

But that will come later. For now, in the rosy light of a dawn he never planned to see, Hizashi walks into town beside Nemuri, the sea maiden who saved his life – the woman who will be called his wife and be so much more – and is content enough to have finally figured out he’s grateful, even if he has yet to figure out much else. The rest will follow, he’s sure, in good time and – even better – good company.

#yamada hizashi #present mic #kayama nemuri #midnight #micnight #qpr micnight #i wrote a thing #mermay #cw: suicide #it feels weird adding such a heavy content warning given that this is not a heavy story overall but better safe than sorry #anyway surprise mermay fic everyone!#it's me i'm everyone #this fic blindsided me ngl but i quickly grew obsessed with it and needless to say i got Lore #lore that i refused to even hint at in the fic because i Do Not need any more long form wips and i do love me a good one-shot #but who knows maybe one day i'll revisit this au i do so love it #also decided to post the whole fic here instead of just doing my usual ao3 link thingy because i recently locked my fics to registered user #-only because of the whole ai fuckery going around lately which y'know sucks #but this way anyone who wants to read it but doesn't have an ao3 account can do so through here so hopefully that helps #anyway #enjoy loves <3

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blujayonthewing · 5 months

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friend who is constantly bugging me to come to karaoke with her on wednesdays, including this past wednesday, has covid, again

#I'm tired I'm tired I'm so fucking tired I am SO TIRED.#'what do you mean she Keeps Asking' explaining to people that I Do Not Go to crowded bars and Why is among the things I am fucking tired of #so I just awkwardly demur until the subject passes #the last time we got together for a friends' game night she was like 'and surprise! here also is my friend rose from karaoke!!'#1) I do not have the constitution as a person to ask whether Rose From Karaoke has had her shots #2) Rose From Karaoke talked a lot the whole time and one of the things she mentioned was being too sick to go to karaoke that week #I'M TIRED. I'M FUCKING TIRED.#about me

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its-karkalicious-baby · 2 years

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More of @bamsara’s Solar Lunacy but me.

This drawing paper sucks but I value “getting this worm into the world and out of my brain” over any semblance of quality so.

#as far as I know nobody’s really made any comic adaptations of the scenes #and so it’s like fuck #imagine being tumblr user bamsara #and you see that someone finally drew a comic of ur fic #and changed the dialogue so that the artist could feel like it’s them talking to an animatronic moon puppet ;-;#bam on the off chance that ur seeing this I’m sorry lmao #I don’t expect you to reblog this it’s just I know that I go feral when people make art of my stuff and you asked for us to tag you #so even if I don’t feel like this is very good I’m doing my part I guess #anyway I feel like I just shot myself in the foot trying to. girl idek know what I was trying to do.#I was just really surprised and flattered that the last one got reblogged #and I don’t want to look like I’m attention-seeking by tagging them again #but they also ASKED to be tagged in what they make and I don’t want to let myself be scared of engaging with a creator ;-;#I know I love it when people engage with my stuff #whatever I’m gonna shut up while I’m ahead #my art #solar lunacy #s/i #y/n #moon fnaf #moondrop #fnaf sb

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autisticmob · 6 months

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holy shit you got carjacked? that must've been terrifying

oh yeah in the moment it was pretty wild. had a hard time sleeping that night obviously. but honestly between my roommate and my family & friends and everybody being very cool about it and letting me talk through it like, IMMEDIATELY, the discomfort was honestly pretty limited.

PLUS my car was a piece of shit anyway. it was so shitty that it actually broke down on the dude who stole it, which led to the police catching him. it ALSO led to my insurance company declaring the car totaled and paying me the full value of the damn thing, which helped me get a new car pretty quickly.

my roommate also had the catalytic converter stolen off their car in that parking lot a few days later, so they were actually 100% cool with breaking our lease at that apartment and moving somewhere else pretty much right away, and we magically found a really NICE apartment in our budget, like. nicer than the old place by A Significant Margin.

BASICALLY it sucked and was bad, but it snowballed very quickly into me having a way nicer car and apartment than i did before, so???

i can't, uh, really complain about this man taking my car from me at gunpoint, aside from the fact that it made me briefly afraid for my life and also i had to interact with cops a lot afterward???

and honestly. one of the cops was like a really hot butch woman and i know I KNOW ACAB okay? and like im aroace so its not like i wouldve done anything anyway but like. im also gay and i have eyes you know if it had to be ANY cop im just saying,

#words #sigh. butch cop if youre out there i hope you figure it all out #ANYWAY YEAH I WAS ALSO NOT VERY GOOD AT GETTING ROBBED #THE GUY ASKED ME FOR MY KEYS AND NOT ONLY DID I GIVE HIM THE MOST TIRED AND WITHERING SIGH BEFORE SAYING 'OK' AND HANDING THEM OVER #BUT I ALSO ASKED HIM AFTERWARDS IF I COULD HAVE MY APARTMENT KEY BACK BECAUSE I WASNT SURE IF MY ROOMMATE WAS AWAKE TO LET ME IN #he said no and demanded my wallet which i didnt have so i kinda. argued with him about that too #like idk if it counts as arguing because i really was just telling him 'no for real i dont have it on me im sorry' repeatedly #until he got tired of my shit and got into my car and left #but yknow im just like. im kinda surprised i didnt get shot is what im saying. i was like a deeply annoying robbery victim.

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