So in the second movie we see poppy and branch get, basically drugged by smooth jazz. Do you think different kinds of music can be like drugs to trolls who aren't off that genre? I'm just thinking about floyd & his ex band mates just getting high after putting on a funky record
I can't explain to you how much i love this ask, Sapphire! Like it made me obsessed sljhfdjd I was focusing so much on that ringpop pacifier from the third movie and thinking of other troll drugs I could come up with (like sour worms lol) that I completely forgot about smooth jazz!!
Eventually Floyd got up like in a trance, started dancing hippie-style, tripped over his own feet, and never got up
Floyd is still 14 here and they are all morons. Also I think Floyd would in general be much more affected by this genre because he doesn't have any Rock Troll blood like the rest of them. Slowly they will learn through morally dubious trial and error... Pray for them.
the records Flea borrowed:
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Randomly thinking about “tolerate it” (narrator voice: it was not random) and how under the cloak of fiction it is ostensibly inspired by works like “Rebecca” (which Taylor said she read during the 2020 lockdowns I believe?), with the line of “you’re so much older and wiser” indicating that the speaker is significantly younger and inexperienced compared to the person she’s speaking to and a pretty direct reference to the plot of the book.
But I saw something somewhere once that stuck with me about how it might not be referring to relative age between the characters but chronological age as in the passage of time in a relationship. And that made me think about how in a contemporary context, it might not necessarily be referencing an actual age gap between the two characters, but rather a sarcastic or cynical response to the man’s claims that he has matured (“you’re so much older and wiser [than you were before/than you were when we met/etc.]”), which then made me think about that line in relation to the woman. And that it could be taken like, “you act like you’ve matured so much in our time together and like you know everything, while I’m supposedly still stuck as the girl I was when we first met.”
Which then made me think of the “right where you left me” of it all and did you ever hear about the girl who got frozen time went on for everyone else she won’t know it and the bit in Miss Americana where she talks about how celebrities get frozen at the age at which they got famous, and how she’s had to play catch up in a lot of ways not just in her emotional growth but kind of in general. (Which also made me wonder if she’s ever been called out for immaturity/lack of curiosity/lack of education about things in her life…)
Which then made me think about the rest of the song, and @taylortruther’s posts yesterday about “seven” and “Daylight” and the way Taylor idealizes her youth yet contrasts it with an almost sinister reality in its wake, and the line, “I sit by the door like I’m just a kid,” because the discussion raised that her relationship let her recapture some of the childlike joy and wonder she’d lost. So this line is a double-edged sword: the speaker sits by the door with childlike hope that the person will come home and cherish her, but on the darker side, feels like the child dealing with the monsters she doesn’t have names for yet and the feelings of isolation she felt as she aged.
I’m not saying the song is necessarily autobiographical; like most of the songs on folkmore, it’s clearly a fictionalized story based on media she’d consumed and created, but we know a lot of the fictional songs were infused with her own feelings and experiences and… This idea swirling in my head picked up steam and now I kind of can’t stop thinking about it. Sorry but I’m a little obsessed now.
Like maybe it might start to shed light on why she identified so strongly with the novel in the first place…
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It's really more like I suddenly have less eyestrain while reading and doing handicrafts, and now I've got some sharp magnification for those things, and oncoming headlights no longer show me the sixth dimension when I'm driving at night. This is kind of an exaggeration for me. Still, the professional assurance that some farsighted vision modification has indeed occurred to your eyeballs in the last 20+ years can be a little jarring when you were *convinced* that you were just nuts and "seeing things" when you thought you might be developing symptoms of astigmatism. 🥸
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awww, thank you @lolmiau0101 ! (is my inbox still being weird? why does that thing hate me...)
i agree, the fanbase needs more writers!! come on, people! there's SO MUCH to work with - angst! smut! dark horrors beyond our comprehension, driving us all mad as some half-forgotten god slowly digests us!!!!!!!
Cahara x GN reader, no warnings
i'm a firm believer in pansexual & panromantic Cahara, so I don't see gender really factoring into how he feels about a person
his love languages are definitely acts of service and physical touch - and he actually loves clingy people so please glue yourself to his side 24/7 he will revel in it
the dungeons are a difficult and dangerous place to be, so he by no means expects you to be at your best
i think Cahara would actually prefer a partner who's more often in need of some kind of help - probably someone easily frightened or more timid
someone onto whom he could focus his own fear and concern and desperate need to protect (which he also does w/ the girl - he'd die for her - and you - so fast)
every time you shy away from a sudden noise, discreetly tucking your body behind his shoulder, he feels like his heart might burst
you could just as easily hide yourself behind Ragnvaldr, in fact that might be the better of the two options, but you chose him to protect you
you trust him
that's what really does him in
he'd also love someone he could easily fluster - Cahara's a massive and shameless flirt; nothing delights him more than getting a reaction out of someone
if he can get your cheeks to go pink or cause you to bashfully hide your face...all with one well-timed smirk or wink...
it makes him wonder what would happen if he snuck up behind you, crept in close to whisper in your ear....
how would you react?
would you trip over your words, stuttering through your reply?
would you be speechless?
how much could he get away with?
a lighthearted flirtatious comment, sure
a hand at your hip or small of your back while avoiding an unfortunate encounter with one of the many creatures roaming the dungeons, obviously
but how long would his eyes or hands get to linger, how direct could he be about hist flirting before you noticed, eyes widening as your face heats up...
would you lose yourself for a moment, body unconsciously leaning into him, heavy and warm against his own...?
he's lost himself in thought over it quite a bit
often enough that you notice - and if you make a teasing comment about his glazed over eyes and flushed cheeks?
he's unable to respond as his throat dries suddenly. he's sure his heart skips a beat
you might be the death of him-
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Child Danny by degree of the eyeguys to have him at peak power for the future but he somehow gets forced to live with Wes Weston.
Wes forced to adopt Danny is the funniest shit. Spent his life trying to out the guy now hes legally responsible for the guy. Whos very smug for someone who can’t even use the coffee pot.
Danny isnt too happy to be forced back to a 6 year old. His new slightly more emotional body is maybe acting out a little ok sue him.
Wes is now so torn between finally being able to prove himself right and keeping his now ?child? Safe.
Danny btw still denies being anything but a normal guy.
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i've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
tags: firstprince. rated e. eventually smut. multichap. timeloop/magical realism. chrismas fluff. multiverse. book/movie smash up.
summary: When the worst snowstorm New York city has had since the Great Blizzard of 1947 snows Alex and Henry into their Brownstone, Alex falls into a bizarre dream and awakens in a world much like his own. Only it seems like he's suddenly five inches shorter, five years younger and why is Henry the only person who can tell?
AKA, Movie Alex falls into Bookverse before he and Henry get together.
The radiator is making a lot of noise and doing a whole lot of nothing.
It's a bit unfair for him to expect it to, considering the below freezing temperatures New York City has been blessed with for the past few days but Alex is a Texas boy, and despite his thermals and two sweaters, he's still freezing.
The hardwood floor creaks as he makes his way over to the window, peeling back the curtain and all but pressing his nose into the cold glass to see outside. The heavy snow continues to fall, covering the roads and sidewalks like a blanket.
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