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#working at the movie theater sucks I hate people so much
aberooski · 5 months
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If I have another breakdown at work tomorrow like I did the last time I worked a Saturday I'm going to kill myself because last time I screamed in the hallway and cried so hard I was shaking because of how stressed I was.
#working at the movie theater sucks I hate people so much#I also hate that the movie theater was the best I could do even with a fucking degree because I've never had a job before#and I haven't even been there a month and I'm already the most fucking competent usher we have#i have to do fucking everything and I'm the only one keeping us on track every fucking day#also the only other ushers I actually like aren't the ones I consistently work with and tomorrow I have to work with the one that I hate#they literally do not pay me enough for this shit#anyway I'm back to considering opening art commissions becauae as I said they don't pay me shit and I really do need the extra money#also another reason I'm pissed about working tomorrow is that I have to miss christmas cookie baking at ny grandma's and that's one of-#-my favorite traditions every year. I'm actually very upset about it I might cry about it at work tomorrow.#alao they're making me come in at 10 am when all the other ushers don't start coming in until like 12 and the first theaters don't let out-#-until like 11:40 so there's literally no point in me being there that early other than to just piss me off#I'll take the extra like fuxking 20 bucka those 2 hours will get me but fuckibg seriously? I know I'm technically available-#-which is probably why but all it's gonna be is me making sure our usher cart is stocked then sitting around for an hour and a half#fuck everything#I fucking hate that this is my life this is awful#I can't have literally anything can I?#abby after dark#abby's having a crisis
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brynnasaurus · 9 months
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if i can be sincere and ramble for one moment, before the inevitable Barbenheimer backlash begins (it's coming, it might already be here, that's just how the internet works):
Last weekend was so fun. I'm at the movie theater pretty much every weekend because I love seeing movies on the big screen but the atmosphere last weekend was so palpably different and exciting and joyous and even if you were to take a cynical view of the entire experience ("it's just a capitalist toy commercial" etc.) it still doesn't really change the fact that people were just having fun. they were cheering, they were joking - half of my Oppenheimer audience were wearing pink but taking the movie very seriously. people were dressed up as Weird Barbie, Goth Barbie, there was a guy wearing a suit with a pink fedora and a pink tie - people were soberly discussing feminism and nuclear disarmament in the bathroom - it was all so strange and thrilling and lovely. it just felt like it was bringing everyone together in a way that was really wholesome - these days it's rare to see people come together like this in a positive way - people are so at odds with one another in every facet of modern life, and sometimes it feels like the only time we're all together on anything anymore is when we have to team up to tear something down (usually justifiably so) - and i don't really mean for this to sound too self-important or whatever, i know they're just movies - but... it's just nice to know we're still capable of all just having fun together? i know that's a corny sentiment, but, what can i say, i must speak my truth.
i had friends and co-workers who are not normally movie buffs texting me and talking to me at the office like - "brynn! did you see barbie?! did you see oppenheimer?! let's talk about it!" my head was spinning! my heart was happy!
it just sucks that it's coming right at the moment where hollywood seems to be on a very serious self-destructive path - i want them to learn that "event" movies do not necessarily need to mean marvel movies or reboots of fading franchises concepted and written by computer algorithms - you could argue that both of these movies are tied to existing IP: barbie the toy and christopher nolan movies are well known properties in and of themselves - but they're still wholly original movies with a lot on their minds and a lot to say - and regardless of whether you love or hate either film (i personally thought both were great but i've seen criticism of both that are totally valid!), the conversation around them has been really thoughtful and interesting (right-wing trolls excepted, obviously), which is not something you can really say about Fast X or Jurassic World or Quantumania or whatever.
anyway. movies are great! movies can be important! writers and actors deserve to be paid for all the love and effort they pour into these things! and i'm glad we all got to share this together. 💖
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moonbeamwritings · 2 years
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Jotaro isn’t one for pop culture. He doesn’t have social media. He doesn’t care what movies are in theaters or what new shows are airing. He has never once known the name of a reality tv star. And it would be endearing, dare you say even sexy of him to be so unplugged, but he has this habit that drives you crazy.
As much as he swears, up and down, that he doesn’t care, that he doesn’t want to watch your shows, he always ends up standing just to the right of the couch, arms crossed and scowl fully on his face – watching. And tonight is no different.
“Jotaro,” you warn, tone just on the edge of a reprimand, “you said you didn’t want to watch with me.”
You hear him shuffle a bit. He grumbles under his breath before he answers. “I don’t.”
“So why are you standing there?”
You know you’ve got him when he hesitates, a split second of silence catching in the air. “I came down here to get a snack.”
You roll your eyes. “Since when do you snack?”
“I snack.” He fires back, tone defensive and serious.
A hand comes up to massage at your temples. You have to try not to laugh at the hilarity of the situation – your massive, stoic boyfriend trying, and failing, to convince you that he snacks (he does not, especially not while he works which is supposedly what he was doing before he came to bother you) and that he doesn’t like trash tv (he does).
“Why don’t you just come sit with me?” You turn to look up at him and he stares back, feet planted to the carpet for a beat, two beats, before he sighs.
“Fine.”
Snack forgotten, Jotaro collapses onto the couch beside you, one arm slung over the back of the couch behind you and feet propped up on the table. You take the opportunity to cuddle into his side, throwing your arm across his stomach.
You watch the reality show in silence, the drama from the previous week getting rehashed and sparking even more mayhem. It’s a beautiful disaster and you can’t get enough.
“He’s such a dick. I hate him.” Jotaro pipes up moments later, brows furrowed as he looks at the screen.
“Who? Mike?”
Distaste is evident in his tone when he says, “The blonde.”
You hide a chuckle in his chest. “Mike, yeah. He sucks.”
Jotaro sits with you for the rest of the episode, voicing his dislike for the different people on the show, and you’re convinced that this is a single, rare occurrence. But, much to your surprise, the following week when the new episode is about to air, Jotaro joins you on the couch, snack in hand.
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One of Your Kind (CH. 3)
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Summary: navigating through life in America. You go through a lot of stuff. Within Ups and downs, you get to direct your first movie on your own, it didn’t go as expected, but you’ll soon get a better job.
Warnings: none
Pairing: Jenna Ortega X Fem!Reader
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January 2021
You weren’t one for social medias, you really weren’t. You hated the fact that whatever app you opened, there were people ready to judge you and criticize you or talk shit about you. It sucked, which is why you relied A LOT on emails. you had tried looking for Jenna’s email to send her a message asking for her number, since you promised you’d text her, but you never found it, so she either didn’t do emails or didn’t want to receive emails. It honestly felt bad, not being able to talk and stay in contact with your probably best friend, so when “The Fallout” Premiered only for actors in LA, you hoped to see her there. Megan had made sure you got an invitation because you helped her a lot for that movie. She felt like she owed you and even though you told her thousand of times that she didn’t have to do anything for you, she insisted. If anything, you were the one to owe her but she never asked for anything in return if not for you to study.
You were given an incredibly pretty dress for the premiere, stylists and hair stylists sent by Megan had come at the apartment she gave you, and they got you ready and pretty for the night, you even had a car taking you there. When you arrived Megan was the first one to greet you with a tight hug. “Hey darling! How have you been? How’s your English?” She asked and you smiled “definitely better. It was true, living here and only listening and speaking English definitely made a difference. My pronunciation definitely still needs to be worked on, but I can understand almost everything and form sensed sentences.” You said smiling and Megan was nearly amazed by you. For it only having been 5 months since you wrapped up filming, you had definitely gotten better. “What about you? How are you?” You asked her as you walked together in the theater. “I’m great! I’m really proud of how the movie turned out. It’s really good, you’ll see. Oh wait, this reminds me that I have to do this!”
“Hey everyone! May I have some attention?” People invited to the premiere and even paparazzis turned to the two of you. “This girl right here, her name’s (Y/N)(L/N), she was my student while shooting this movie and I’m telling you she has some talent! She needs a round of applause” you blushed, not used to this kind of attention as paparazzis started taking picture of the two of you before heading inside to watch the movie. “Megan, do you know if Jenna and Maddie are coming?” You asked hopeful. “No unfortunately they’re not. Miss your friends?” She asked and you nodded, giving her a small sad smile. “When everyone left set, me and Jenna promised each other we’d text, but we never exchanged phone numbers. I don’t do social medias and she doesn’t have an email so I don’t know how to reach her. Do you have her number?” Well, too bad for you she didn’t have it. It sucked, you just wanted to talk to your friend…
The movie was amazing. You found yourself to be hit by all of it, when filming you don’t really pay much attention to the details, but seeing this movie come to life was just amazing. People don’t go through traumas the same way, and in this movie Jenna did a great job with Vada, how she doesn’t really go through it but tries to put it aside even if in the ends it all comes afloat. Putting the trauma aside is not what you’re supposed to do because it always, always resurfaces no matter what you try to do. “Oh here it comes!” Megan snapped you out of your thoughts when the scene you directed came up and it was utterly perfect. The way it was filmed, the way the cameras moved. It was all just perfect. The whole movie itself was perfect, and at the end, Jenna’s performance made you tear up a bit.
After that, you stopped hearing from Megan as well. She was busy with the press and the interviews and you watched every single one of them, Jenna was in some too, though what made you think a bit was that when they talked about friendships on set, none of them talked about you or even hinted having become friends with a student. Not even Megan, who was so proud of you until just months back. You thought and thought, are you really that easy to forget? Were you really nothing but an occasional friendship?
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The longer you stayed in America, the more fluent you became in english. You even got little jobs here and there, taking over directors places in movies when they were sick and for really short periods, while you paid for rent thanks to the job at a clothes shop that paid enough for rent and for some occasional vices, such as a beer on a Saturday night at a pub. You first went there with the intent of making friends… but eventually you found something more… you found yourself a girlfriend. She was the kind of girl that didn’t have many friends, same as you. She was very shy, same as you. But you opened up to each other a night where you were both drunk and ended up sleeping together at her place.
It turns out that, to her you were nothing but sex. She didn’t like you, she didn’t love you. She used you for sex, and then made fun of you with your friends, the friends you had worked a lot to have, now made fun of you, calling you slurs and, like every other person you met until now, didn’t believe in you and your dreams and abandoned you.
You were broken, too say the least. You were back to being alone, if you had to direct a movie about your life you would call it “lost in America” because truly, that’s how you felt. You have always been alone ever since you came to live and work in America, Jenna and Maddie and even Megan just being occasional people you work with, and you had to learn how to not get attached to people on sets because you knew you most likely won’t see them again.
Then eventually, you got to direct a movie, all on your own, with nowhere to guide you. You were scared, really scared. You hadn’t learned quite everything and the creators of the movie had given you enough faith and trust, convinced that you were gonna pull off something amazing… yet it was quite the opposite. Being scared of not knowing how to set up some scenes or how to act with actors definitely put a lot of stress on you and the movie came out like crap, there were lots of mistakes, scenes that had to be cut, outside voices that weren’t even supposed to be there. You received a lot of bad criticism and reviews, saying that your works sucked and that you weren’t worth of the title “movie director” and you felt as if you were destroying your career before it even started. You needed support, you needed maybe to hear from your mentor Megan, or from Jenna, but nothing.
Your applications for directing movies were always being turned down and you were starting to give up, until you got an email…
From: Tim Burton
To: (Y/N) (L/N)
Good morning. It took me a while to find your email address but finally I did and I have a proposal for you. It been following you and your road to being a director and I saw your first movie. It wasn’t the best movie both because of the plot and because of how it was directed, but you’re still young, you still have a lot to learn. If I were you, I wouldn’t think too much about it, trust me when I tell you that, my movies weren’t the best when I started either. Like Megan I also see some talent in you, and now that I have seen your work and now that you have some experience, I believe you can become a big director, which is why I’m offering you the opportunity to be my co-director. Not a student, a co-director. You’re in charge same as me, you can do what I do. What do you say?
This is how you ended up flying to Romania in July. Filming wouldn’t start for two more months and it would last around 8 months, but Tim wanted to get to know you, explain you some stuff and go through some things together. He had a lot of faith in you, even if he knew that your first and only work sucked. As soon as you arrived to the set, he and the crew - mind you, not the actors - were already there waiting for you. “Hello (Y/N), it’s so good to finally meet you!” He said and shook your hand. “The pleasure’s all mine! I’ve loved your works ever since I was a little kid. It’s good to have the chance to work with you. I’m not really sure why you want to work with me though. It’s clear that I’m not a good director” you said and sighed “oh don’t worry about that! That’s really not a problem. The way you work depends also on the genre you’re working with, and this is a series, not a movie. These are filmed in two very different ways.”
“What’s the series about anyways?” You asked him, and he handed you the script of the first episode. “Wednesday Addams” he started “it’s a Comedy-Horror show that talks about Wednesday during her teenage years in highschool, trying to find who’s behind a monster that has been killing people. It’s definitely gonna blow up” he gave you some time to look through the script “it does sound interesting. Definitely more interesting that my other projects. You think my performance as a director also depends on the genre?” He was sure of that and confirmed it again. The man definitely had a lot of experience, so you trusted him.
A month and a half passed and you and Tim had gone through pretty much everything. You went to every single detail of the set, both outsides and insides, then green screens, the scenes with the monster and CGI, it was all set. You just needed to wait for the actors, that would be coming today, as a matter of fact. You had never asked Tim who the actors would be, bot today as they were coming, you were curious, really curious. From what Tim had told you, they’re all about your age, which you didn’t mind at all. They started arriving: first Emma, then Percy, Joy, Hunter, and then… a car pulled up, a short ravenette coming out of it. She seemed familiar, the height, the body form… you had definitely seen her before
“Jenna?” You called once she recognized you. “(Y/N)? Oh my god it’s you!” She said and ran your way, to give you a tight hug. It had been a year since you last saw her, but she hadn’t changed one bit. If anything, you were slightly taller and she had to get on her toes to hug you properly. “I’m so sorry for not reaching out, I was so sure we had exchanged numbers! I even tried finding your email address but nothing” you started, hoping that she wasn’t mad at you “it’s fine really! Honestly I realized I didn’t have your number when I got to the airport, I wanted to warn you that I made it there and when I looked up for your contact I realized I didn’t have it. I’ve been wanting to reach out ever since- wait. Has your English gotten better?” She asked, just later noticing that you talked fluently now and that you’re pronunciation was immaculate.
You giggled at her question and pulled back from the hug, scratching your neck awkwardly “yeah. I’m definitely a mother tongue now” you chuckled and she laughed “that’s good! What are you doing here anyways?” She asked and you looked at Tim “I’m his co-director. Not quite sure why he chose me out of all people though” you laughed and watched Jenna go wide eyed “SERIOUSLY ? THAT’S AMAZING!” She said and hugged you again, as Tim spoke again. “I figured out it would be nice for you to have a friend here.”
That day as Jenna introduced you to the rest of the cast, you couldn’t help but be happier. Finally you were spending some time with Jenna again and you would be doing so for 8 months… now you just had to ask her for her number, so that when recordings were over, you would keep contact with her. However now you had to think of the present day. That same day you went to a bar with all of the cast, to get to know each other. Jenna already knew them and you didn’t, so you took advantage of the moment to get to know them. “So (Y/N), how did you two meet? It was so weird to see you two already knew each other.” Emma asked, she seemed really expansive, but she was actually really shy. “You know her movie “the fallout?” I was Megan’s student while filming. I’m from Italy and when I arrived I didn’t know English one bit, but she helped me a lot, she would come to my trailer even after filming, I owe her a lot.”
You saw as everyone went wide eyed. “You’re italian!??” They all said together, kind of startling you. “Yeah I am… is that weird?” Percy shook his head “no it’s just that you speak really fluently, we would have never guessed. How long have you been in America?” “Well after filming finished I stayed there so… about a year?” You said, looking at Jenna for confirmation, and she nodded “and you improved this much?” Percy asked, and You nodded “yeah. Jenna was right when she said that I had to ignore the grammar and go straight ahead to the hearing and speaking” everyone giggled and you were all soon brought your drink. You were sitting next to Jenna, and she had to slightly move over to you to grab her drink, and you slightly froze. Ever since you had broke up with your ex, the one who used you for sex, you never had someone this close.
You unfroze when Jenna, finally having grabbed her drink, moved back down at her place. You were lucky no one noticed you freezing. “I’ve been wondering, what did you di this year?” Jenna asked as she turned to look at you. “Well… after the fallout premiered, I tried making friends, I got a girlfriend, got the chance to direct a movie. I didn’t know everything yet, the movie sucked and I got criticized a lot. Movie creators didn’t want to hire me until Tim did so, here I am” you took a sip of your drink, that didn’t contain any alcohol as you didn’t drink Alcohol as you felt Jenna’s eyes on you forna few seconds before she spoke. “You… got a girlfriend?” She asked with a different tone than any other time. “Yeah, but it didn’t end well. She just used me for sex and I got my heart broken for like the thousand time” you shrugged and took another sip of your drink.
Jenna nearly chocked on her drink. “She used you? That sucks…” Jenna said and you shrugged again. “I’m used to it. The only friends I made only used me for money or for anything, really” you didn’t look at them. You’ve been feeling really bad mentally recently, and the fact that you didn’t have any friends never helped. “Well if we all become friends we won’t use you, trust us” Emma said, you nodded and finished your drink. “Who knows, maybe you’ll even get a new girlfriend. I saw some cute girls in the staff” Percy winked and you shook your head.
These are gonna be some long ass 8 months.
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what do you think harries main issues with louis are? i’m a newer louie and i can’t wrap my head around why they are so hateful toward him. i understand liking what you like and disliking what you dislike but? louis has never ever spoken ill of harry and he stays in his lane. i don’t understand why they care so much and go out of their way to be mean to him. just yesterday the beatles biopic news came out so people then said they want something like this for 1d and a bunch of harries were tweeting stuff like "louis theater would be empty" , "louis would only make 1 us dollar at the box office" , "two of the movies would flop" and the same person that tweeted that then would reply being like "i never mentioned louis but see how they’re jumping me…" like stop being fucking obtuse we know how you guys operate???? this was kind of a lot but i just don’t understand what their problem is. maybe they’re just being hateful for fun but i can’t let it not irk me. i try to ground myself and be like …'whatever louis is talented and loved!' but it still eats at me and i think its mainly because i just don’t understands where they are coming from. i understand harries have a large ego due to harry’s own success but its still confusing
The reason, I think, boils down to this.
“We all have our own hardcore fan base that almost work as an extension of our personalities. I am lucky in that everywhere I go & every gig I play, the type of fanbase that I have is so intense that it creates for such an amazing atmosphere.” - Louis Tomlinson, TMRW magazine.
Harry’s brand, his approach to entertainment, is to define success by social climbing and wealth. This ethos defines Harry’s every public action. Harry Styles will never appear with a book just because he likes to read. Every celebrity he shows up with is there to promote and be promoted. Harry will wear clothing and jewelry like a billboard. His entire existence is to be a billboard. A new ring? It’s to promote something. New tattoo? Promoting something. Harries and Larries take this cue unconsciously, so they internalize Harry’s values of greed and power, using other people as they use him.
Harry’s interactions with his fans are always warm from the stage in front of cameras, but otherwise he’s distant, untouchable, unreachable. He’s available only to influencers and others who can promote him, to people who pay for access (Lane One, DEMAND), to the famous and wealthy. Harry Styles has truly exemplified (his friends) the Kardashians’ Principle: publicity, publicity, publicity. His fans learn from his behavior. They understand that in Harryverse, money and power are the ultimate values. Those who have less power and wealth are to be abused. Harry makes jokes at his ex-bandmate’s expense (Ringo etc.), and his fans are simply an extension of his personality.
Louis’ ethos is, in many ways, the complete opposite of Harry’s. Louis is in a position to sell VIP and dynamically priced tickets, and to charge for meet & greets, but (to Matt Vines’ frustration) he won’t. Louis has openly criticized “greedy fuckers” in the industry. Louis tends to avoid those in entertainment who play the social climbing game— he stays away from Ben Winston and James Corden, who are great friends with Harry, and to whom Niall sucks up. We might get frustrated that Louis doesn’t backslap and gladhand, but that is Louis’ principle. During the pandemic, Louis made Twitter videos advocating care “for the most vulnerable in Doncaster” and championed food aid for poor children. Meanwhile, Harry biked with Rande Gerber, drove in a convertible with Kendall Jenner, debuted a romance with Olivia Wilde in LA at the height of COVID deaths, and went to Michelin starred restaurants in Italy. Louis featured a grieving widower in his music video, Two Of Us, not an A-list celebrity or TikTok influencer nor wearing designer clothes he’s paid to advertise. Louis’ work ethic is basically to let the work speak for itself, not to sell it on the basis of marketing. This is exactly opposite to what Harry does.
When interviewers ask Louis and Harry questions, they are reflecting this difference in ethics. They interview Harry obsequiously, as if they are themselves subservient and inferior. They interview Louis from a position of power, ready to abuse him. They understand the hierarchy as well as fans do. The interviewers aren’t better or worse people than either men; they just act differently in front of them because of their industry power. Nothing illustrates the difference better than comparing two men from the same band.
Fans understand this dynamic very well. Harries are often the people in society who want to win at any cost, and they feel vicariously victorious if they stan Harry Styles, and even more so if they can piggyback onto Harry’s and his team’s contempt for others who are not as wealthy or powerful. Nothing illustrates this better than abusing the blacklisted ex-bandmate.
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bonesandthebees · 1 year
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I am loving the Qsmp PTA AU. For all of the parents, what are each of their favorite and least favorite chores?
oooo we are at peak surburban parenting with this question
quackity's least favorite chore tends to be taking tilin to appointments or extracurriculars or playdates. of course he doesn't want tilin to be locked up in the house all the time, but he's just so busy with other stuff that driving tilin around really cuts into his time and he doesn't count it as spending time with tilin either since he's just driving them places. he'd rather actually go hang out with his kid at like a movie theater or make dinner together or something, but then he has to take tilin for a checkup and that takes the whole afternoon and suddenly it's nighttime and there's just not enough hours in the day. he has a carpool set up with roier and jaiden.
mariana genuinely sucks at babysitting. charlie isn't great either, but mariana would much rather be around juanaflippa with at least one other parent around to help him out. he always loses sight of her at the worst possible moments and it gives him a heart attack every time. charlie meanwhile tells people that family dinners are a chore because that's when he has to spend the most time with his "bitch wife". this isn't exactly true he doesn't hate mariana that much but he's very dramatic about their marital problems. also the entire process of making dinner, and any meals really, for juanaflippa is a headache because of how many allergies she has. of course charlie doesn't mind this his little girl needs to eat, but damn it would be easier if he could just give her a pb & j.
spreen has the energy of a guy who would pass out trying to change a diaper. I have not watched enough of him to know if this is true but it's the vibes i get.
while foolish doesn't dislike socializing he really isn't a fan of all the social events the pta puts on that you have to go to all the time (this definitely has nothing to do with the fact that bad shows up to every single one of these. nope no way not related at all). he'd much rather stay at home sketching out more blueprints (I think he's an architect in this au) or exploring the city with leonarda. vegetta doesn't mind and happily goes to events like these on his own (it's a wonder people still think foolish is the flirt). but vegetta hates home repairs like if the sink busts or something so foolish takes care of that stuff for the family.
jaiden doesn't mind cleaning chores because those give her time to clear her head and she enjoys spending time with the kids so she doesn't mind babysitting either, but cooking is where she fails. girl has burnt water before. she's not allowed near the stove in the house so roier does most of the cooking. meanwhile roier hates doing dishes so it works out for them both.
phil can't stand things that keep him tied up at home for long periods of time. like a full day of house cleaning? nope get him out of there the man needs fresh air at least for a few hours every day. missa dislikes grocery shopping because he can never find what he's looking for or he never brings enough reusable bags or he forgets something- phil does the grocery shopping for them lmao
wilbur has a whole list of mundane chores he absolutely sucks at because he's used to living on the road and keeps forgetting the things you have to do when you're settled in one place for a while. like missa, wilbur also hates grocery shopping. but unlike missa wilbur just uses the wonders of instacart and gets a lot of their groceries delivered to the house. he also sucks at putting laundry away. he's used to keeping his clothes shoved inside a small suitcase you think he's gonna know how to hang stuff or fold it? no he does not. he makes an effort to hang up tallulah's skirts and dresses so she doesn't show up to school in wrinkled clothes, but his own outfits are a mess. at least they're clean. and he also sucks at cooking but like his solution for grocery shopping, he has a dashpass for doordash so he and tallulah eat take out at least 3 nights a week.
bad is like the 50s housewife stereotype except he's a single parent. he cooks he cleans he bakes—he does it all! except vacuuming. on god this man hates vacuuming. I have no explanation for this except I hate vacuuming and I couldn't think of anything else for him
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nothannuh · 2 years
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take my breath away
in which steve drags you to watch top gun. [wc 2.1k]
pairing; steve harrington x fem!reader
warnings; tom cruise, fluff, best friends to lovers, one pet name (bub), swearing, ghostbusters slander (i’m sorry i love ghostbusters), the timeline is all messed up because i’m making up stuff to match with when top gun came out, minorly edited so there is bound to be many mistakes
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“so... does this mean you’ll see top gun with me?” steve asks. he was being strange, stranger than usual. more touchy too. 
you sigh. “steve, i don’t want to watch some stupid plane movie.”
he scoffed, “it’s not just a plane movie, it’s about fighter pilots, which is so much cooler than just planes!”
steve had showed up to your door, begging you to see top gun with him. robin didn’t feel like going, claiming she was sick. “you are going to be the death of me, harrington.” you say, grabbing your jacket and pushing him out the door.
“you’re gonna love it, i promise.” he held out his pinky. “c’mon, pinky promise?”
locking your pinky finger with his, you laugh. “whatever you say. if i end up hating this you’re gonna pay for everything for the next movie night, that includes snacks, drinks, and the movie.”
“i always pay for the movie, perks of working at family video.” he winked. you fake gagged. 
“actually, i’ll pay for the movie. you can get everything else. you have horrible taste.”
steve began to drive, but took one hand off the wheel to hold it to his heart, “you wound me, bub! you are so evil.”
“i’m not the one who made us watch ghostbusters three days in a row.” you tease.
“oh c’mon, ghostbusters is awesome!”
“steve, it was so boring! i almost fell asleep all three times!”
steve gave you a look, “i’m telling the kids that you said that. be prepared.”
“you suck.”
steve knew it was all in good fun, “yeah, yeah, whatever. i’m sure you’ll like top gun better than ghostbusters.”
“and why is that?”
“tom cruise! every girl like tom cruise, right?”
you pause, “he’s... definitely alright.”
“am i better than tom cruise?”
regret filled your stomach as you answered, “somewhat.” steve smiled ear to ear. “oh god, i can see your ego inflating. i shouldn’t have said anything.”
steve just responded by turning the radio up. 
upon arriving at the theater, you could see a large group of people crowding in. 
“holy shit... i think we should’ve waited until you could rent it.”
“and miss out of the whole movie theater experience? yeah right!”
you hid your face, aggressively rubbing at your cheeks. “steve we’re gonna be packed in there like sardines!”
you both climbed out of his car, and he wrapped his arm around your shoulder. “it’ll be fine! i made sure to save the best seats in the house, so that’s gotta mean something right?”
“how’d you reserve seats?”
he winked, “i have my ways.”
“oh right, forgot about your harrington charm.” you tease
hugging you closer into his side, he whispered, “like it hasn’t worked on you.”
usually, the closeness wouldn’t bother you, but steve was a lot closer than usual. it made you feel funny on the inside. you couldn’t tell if it was good or not.
“in your dreams, harrington.”
the inside of the theater was insane. long lines to get drinks and popcorn, and an even longer line to the bathroom. “jesus...”
“hey, go get some popcorn while i get the tickets. remember, no butter!” he urged you towards the machine. 
“forgot you were a freak.” you mumbled to yourself. steve was a strange character, that’s for sure. 
once he paid for the tickets, he made his way over to you. you were shaking slightly, thinking about the amount of people probably crowded beyond belief. he noticed this, putting a hand on the small of your back. “it’ll be alright, just focus on the movie.”
“yeah, focus on dumb planes...”
“dumb planes.” he repeated to himself, then chuckled. “you love it! i pinky promised, remember?”
“whatever, harrington.”
the inside of the room wasn’t that packed, definitely not shoulder-to-shoulder, but still enough people to make you uncomfortable. 
steve was right, he did reserve the best seats in the house. they were in the very back, two empty seats.
previews were already playing, your favorite part. 
“oh my god, we have to see that!” you exclaimed at every trailer. steve just laughed, but he knew you would end up dragging him to see every single one. he wouldn’t complain, anything with you was fun.
this was undoubtedly the loudest theater you’ve ever been in. as soon as “TOP GUN” showed up on screen, everyone cheered. they cheered for every actor, and started clapping when danger zone by kenny loggins started playing.
steve was one of those people, cheering at everything. although you thought the opening sequence was a little long, it made steve happy, so you didn’t mind. 
“ghostrider is such a sexy name for a plane.” steve whispered to you. it made you laugh.
as the movie progressed, you couldn’t help but enjoy it. “okay, it’s not a dumb plane movie.” 
“see!” steve said all too loud, then quieter. “i told you, fighter pilots top everything.”
goose had become your favorite character already.  
“oh my god...” you whispered at the volleyball scene.
“oh, so you like oily guys playing volleyball? noted.” steve whispered. if it wasn’t so dark in the theater, he would’ve made fun of your blush. the thought of steve playing volleyball, shirtless, entered your mind. you shook your head slightly. 
steve noticed your mind was somewhere else. he smiled to himself. 
as soon as the lights turned back on, you were in awe. it was actually a really good dumb plane movie. steve seemed to love it too, although he was staring at you. 
you gave him a puzzled look, “what?”
“so... good?”
you hit his shoulder, starting to get up. “yeah, whatever. it was good. i can’t believe i cried so much at goose’s death. that was extremely fucked up of them.”
he nodded, “agreed. what do you say we go on a little drive? i’m not too keen on going home yet.”
you understood what he meant. his parents weren’t home, and unlike other teens, he didn’t like to be alone. the house was all too big and all too quiet. it scared him.
“of course, butt-muncher.” you laughed.
“butt-muncher? that’s new.”
“it’s your call sign, i’ve just made it up.”
“ha ha. very sweet of you, bub, but i think i deserve something a little cooler than butt-muncher. maybe something along the lines of maverick, maybe iceman?”
getting back into his car, you looked over at him with a strange look on your face. “so you just wanna steal the ones from the movie? why not be original? butt-muncher is original and funny.”
“whatever you say, ass-hat.”
“wow, that was a low blow, butt-muncher!” you and steve both laugh.
steve started the drive, driving down roads you had never seen before, allowing you to see a different side of hawkins than you were used to. 
you two sat in silence for what seemed like forever, although it was only 15 minutes. 
steve broke the silence. “i’d be a good fighter pilot, right?”
“you’re telling me that you, steve harrington, would fly a fighter jet?” you ask and he nods. “i don’t believe that. i mean, sure, you’d look good doing it, but the thought of you flying something is so funny.”
“i’d look good doing it?” steve felt weird. a good weird, but hearing that you think he would look doing something was strange. he felt happy. maybe, just maybe, you felt the same way. 
steve was good at hiding how he felt. all of his touches, though wanting to be more than friendly, weren’t seen as that. they were just little pieces of affection that only friends would do. his flirting was taken as a joke, but it wasn’t. 
“you look good doing everything.” you say in a small voice. and he did. he looked good in that moment, driving with one hand, glancing over at you every so often. “steve? you good over there?”
he shook his head. his attention was frozen on the road for a little bit, unresponsive. “what? oh yeah, i’m totally fine. tubular even.”
“you are so stupid.” you laugh. 
“oh but you love me.” he teased. 
“yeah, i do.” you admitted. you were best friends, you had said you loved the other one before. there was something different about this time, though. steve felt it, and you certainly felt it too.
the car fell into a comfortable silence, the sound of the engine the only thing in the air. steve had the radio so low it was almost silent. you couldn’t tell what was on. 
“what did you think of the piano scene? great balls of fire.”
steve looked to you, catching your eyes. his ears were red. “i liked it. i liked the i laughed at love ‘cause i thought it was funny bit.”
“you think love is funny?” you ask. you hoped he hadn’t taken it the wrong way. 
“eh, it’s confusing for sure.”
the atmosphere was awkward, so you decided to make it less awkward. or maybe, a little more awkward. you wanted steve to smile again. 
“but you came along and you moved me honey.” you sang, incredibly off-key and loud. you had a twang in your voice, trying to make steve laugh. it worked.
“i’ve changed my mind,” he yelled, tapping on the steering wheel. “this love is fine.”
“goodness gracious, great balls of fire!” you said simultaneously. 
you two had broken out into song, singing the entire thing as if you hadn’t heard it for the first time earlier that day. there was no music, nothing to keep you in the rhythm. you two created it for yourselves.
your eyes were closed, too caught up in singing to notice the car was parked. steve was still singing with you, just quieter. he was admiring you. you looked so peaceful in his eyes, in your element. he loved you.
as you neared the end of the song, you turned to steve. he was quiet. “you look weird.” you say.
he was taken aback. “what?”
“you’re all red. i think you were singing too hard.” you laugh. he was singing too hard, but he wasn’t red for that reason. “c’mon.”
he had driven to his house, figuring it would be more bearable to be there if you were with him. 
you got to the door before him. when he went to unlock it, his hands were shaking. “did you eat too much candy, harrington?”
“what?” he looked to his hands, running one through his hair to ease the shakes. “yeah, uh... yeah.”
you thought he was being really strange, stranger than steve normally was. he was weird the whole day. 
steve was quiet as he led you to his room. you spent many summers laying on his floor. he had air conditioning, and hawkins heat was killer. “hey, so... i was wondering-” you started. 
“take my breath away. that song in the movie? reminded me of you.” 
the confession was rushed, steve seemingly regretting it as he began to mess with papers on his desk. “oh yeah? it reminded me of tom cruise. he takes my breath away.”
“seriously? i basically just told you i liked you and you mention tom cruise?” he sounded hurt, but then he started laughing. you worried you actually hurt his feelings.
“okay, skipping over that confession, remember when i said you were better than tom cruise? yeah.”
“oh.”
“i like you too, butt-muncher.”
steve suddenly felt very hot, and very unstable, like he would fall down if he stood any longer. he flopped onto the bed. “i don’t know what came over me to say that.”
“so you don’t like me?”
he was quick to correct himself. “no! no, i uh, i definitely do. i just don’t know what possessed me to say it so... weirdly, i guess?.”
you laughed, sitting next to him. “i don’t know either. you are strange and weird.”
“well, you like strange and weird me, so.”
“that i do.”
“can i kiss you?” usually steve would be less nervous kissing someone, but it was you. his best friend, who he just found out felt the same way. 
you nodded your head, too stunned to think of something witty. 
the kiss felt normal, like you two were made to be together. it was beyond nice. your hand found his neck, touching the hair there. 
the kiss was short, but left you breathless. “whatcha thinking ‘bout?” steve said. he was still oh so close to your face. you almost couldn’t speak, but alas, you found words. 
“tom cruise playing volleyball.”
“oh you suck, you are even more evil than i thought.” he teased, leaning in to kiss you all over your face. 
the whole time, you replayed take my breath away by berlin. steve took your breath away.
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crying-fantasies · 2 months
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Declaration of a robo-fucker
I think everyone has noticed to this point in my work that, as it is obvious, the many pieces of different transformers media are blended together.
Because every piece of media is valuable, be it north american, asian or whatever that comes, it feeds the little girl that once found something incredible in her uncle's pirated DVD collection when she was 5 years old, the very same little girl that learned English while watching with subtitles in bad quality how Optimus Prime declared that every life matters.
The very same girl that said how much she loved Optimus Prime in school and was bullied for it, with classmates harassing back an forth saying that she wasn't normal for liking a robot, her own teacher telling her parents that the original series for kids wasn't adequate for her age and it was giving strange ideas with inadequate romance.
A kid that was banned from her favorite series, had her poor and innocent uncle be reprimanded for showing a disrespectful cartoon that was giving strange ideas to his way too impressionable niece, an incredible uncle that only wanted to let her know of an alien species that fought for what was right and saw something special in earth and it's people.
A kid that was banned by herself to even think about it again, and if she did, she would do it with shame, one that tried to think about other things while at it because she could still hear the jokes about her and how she would be mother of a microwave.
A little girl that tried to forget but once again found a figment of her interest in the live action movies that, while not the pinnacle for majority, was enough to be accepted in some way, that got every penny in her possession to buy a ticket for herself and still be denied to use it because her parents said it wasn't normal she liked it so much, taking her to the psychiatrist instead of the movie theater while her mother asked God why her daughter couldn't be normal.
She was normal, I'm normal, Just because I like different things doesn't mean I'm that different, maybe not everyone writes about romance between alien robots and humans and that's okay.
So it's okay if I use fragments of the live action movies, be it from the Bumblebee ones or the Bayverse ones, because those were what I could get, especially the BV since my uncle was a fan too and he kept on giving me pirated DVDs under the table during family reunions where we should be normal in their own standards; I remember how the soldiers of NEST risked their lifes, their careers and their future as a whole to bring back Optimus Prime and protect the autobots from other humans, I saw Cade Jaeger risk everything to help the autobots while others said he was a traitor and wasn't normal, I saw Jetfire leave the decepticons for something better, give his life to save a planet in the middle of nowhere just because it was the right thing for him, and in his own words traduced to Spanish: ¿quién quiere vivir una vida llena de odio? (Isn't that what legends are made from?)
No one here is, but we also are, we just don't cut in their correct way of seeing things.
And, yeah, I like some things of the Bayverse, so what? The whole thing isn't perfect, hell, there is no media that's perfect so far because the 100 percent of our community can't agree in the same one, everyone has their own tastes, so don't go shaming me for liking these movies, and I'll keep on using some references in my works with them, you can ignore it or you can just stay away from my Tumblr, is as simple as that, there is no necessity to put the anonymous button to tell how lame my taste is or how ridiculous I'm for bringing up things in the movie or even dare to tell me my work sucks for those little things or to put it down from internet, because internet is eternal, nothing in there can be deleted forever, and it doesn't matter how many times you tell me that you like my content but hate those parts and even have the gall to insult me for it or tell me you'll steal my account to make it right to your tastes, my work will be safes somewhere of that im sure, and why do you want this account?! It isn't even more than a girl trying to create something she likes while other people also like it!
I love the live action movies because those reconnected me with something dear for me, I love the animated ones and I love the comics! All break my heart when someone dies, of course! Who didn't cry at least once when a loved character is gone?! But this is my fiction, this is my alternative universe, and I just want them to be happy and if I can then so be it.
So yeah, I've posted more than ever to spite you, because grow up or whatever, people won't do what you demand them for just because you want it, and yeah Cade and NEST and Lennox and Epps and many other characters of the movies exist in my AU! One way or another because I liked their characters and how they stay with the transformers because I would do the same if I could, help them as I could.
But everything is fiction and even now I'm facing and struggling to help people in a war that doesn't have feet or head and that's miles away from me, and it makes you ask how I can't do better or what the hell I'm supposed to do, which is stronger nowadays since I saw someone post a beautiful drawing of Optimus Prime (you know who you are and let me tell you again, your work made me cry in my path to work because yeah my life suck to it's down degree but there's people out there that are really suffering and need more help) declaring the freedom of every sentient being, and everyone should have freedom to do what they want for as long as it doesn't damage someone else, I just realize that there are better things to do and focus your energy on than harass me when you don't even know who I am.
Everyone has the right to post what they want as long as it doesn't hurt someone else, I don't want to hurt you, whoever you are, I just want you to realize how wrong it is to pester someone in what they are interested just because it isn't your taste, I'm sure you like something similar and that's great, but you can't force me to be like you, and I'm not forcing you to be like me, you can go to other places to search what you like and that's fine.
This is a safe place, I want it to remain like that by deleting every message of yours and be done with it.
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leclerqued · 1 year
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“there’s a trans person in the game, it can’t be transphobic!” is the same as “I’m not racist, I have a black friend!”
You must be the smartest in your class
It means the developers gave the effing middle finger to JK Rowling bc Harry Potter is so much more than her and they want to give something to people nonetheless. Something that gives representation even if that moron thinks otherwise.
Idk why you're in my inbox but you're probs an F1 fan and you probably have given money to F1 once in your life. Think of all the bad things that implies. Everything in this world sucks and I suggest you watch "The Good Place" as to why you can't possibly start whining about every little thing because in the end, there's always something problematic beneath.
Say you want to boycott the game. Say you want to cancel everyone who is playing it. What about everyone who's worked on it? That put a lot on effort in it and possibly want to see it succeed? What about the streamers that live on that income and that will receive hate for streaming a GAME???
I bet you don't go in front of theaters to prevent ppl from buying tickets for new HP movies. I bet you don't go to libraries telling people that they're going to be labeled as transphobic if they buy a HP book. I bet you don't cancel your subscription to Streaming services, game platforms or music services for hosting HP products.
But ye keep screaming at random ppl online implying they're racist and transphobic while tbh you really don't know shit abt them
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gregorybacon · 1 year
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squeezy anon do you have any headcanons you hold dear you haven't talked about on here? i love hearing people's headcanons. i go rabid. i won't steal i promise.
YOU WANT ME TO TALK ABT MY HEADCANONS??!?? FR??? I’LL BE GLAD TO!!!! I already made a post about my infodump of Gregory and Christophe headcanons, but I have some extras that I haven’t posted / recently developed! (Make sure to click the "keep reading" to see all of it)
Gregory HATES theater kids, and he doesn't exactly know why. Maybe it was cause they're full of overly dramatic, ignorant, self absorbed people? (At least in his school and previous experiences) Maybe it's the overly cheesy performances that he likes to scoff at and gets second hand embarrassment... thinking that they don't do as good as the professional musicals and is an insult to them. But anyways, there is one acceptation to why he still attends at watching school plays, and it's cause Christophe IS a theater kid! Gregory thinks that Christophe is the only theater kid he actually respects, cause his performances are more better than others (even if it's overly dramatic sometimes) and he pin points tone and body language almost perfectly. Gregory will rant about how all the other theater kids should be more like him and how Christophe is carrying the success of school plays.
Fun fact I based off of my interpretation of Gregory's personality and nature mostly the same as Peppermint Patty from Peanuts. I just feel like Patty fits how I see Gregory..
I like to think that Gregory's the type to make full on callouts on someone's bullshit by somehow getting evidence of it and throwing it all over their faces, insult them, clowns on them, and then making them cry if they deserve it.
Christophe really loves how fluffy, soft, and curly Gregory's hair is, he's almost jealous of it. But at the same time he doesn't want to properly take care of his hair cause it's too much work and it doesn't matter to him. So instead he likes to walk up to Gregory and ruffles his hair for a bit getting it all messy (which Gregory finds it fun) just to appreciate how nice his hair feels
Whenever it rains, Gregory will literally come over to Christophe's house just to ask if they can play in the rain and dance in it together :] and then have mud fights
Gregory has hand sensory issues, his hands are very picky on textures to the point where it bothers him extremely. This is why he wears gloves! But he has an issue with them where sometimes they get too warm, or if he doesn't need them at that time, he takes it off. Which is my excuse to why in the movie, Gregory's gloves randomly disappear
Christophe does keep small animals as pets, lizards, ducks, frogs, mice, etc.. but an incident happened where Gregory's snakes ate a bunch of the smaller animals Christophe has, and another time where the snakes ate Pocket's rabbits when petsitting them... this is why Christophe is terrified and hates snakes. Gregory deeply regrets that and tried his best to not let that happen again 😭
Ok, now that I got those extras out of the way.. I have some Gary headcanons! Cause I love him and I've been wanting to talk about my headcanons for him for a while
Gary has dyslexia, which in his case fucking sucks! Gary has a passion for reading, and literature in general, so having dyslexia is the worst combination ever while having that hobby, but he tries! (This is coming from an dyslexic person who also likes literature
Speaking of books, Gary has a really big interest in Warrior Cats... I don't know how this thought happened, I just feel like it would be funny
Gary's also obsessed with things relating to stars, or just space in general. He's also a little inpatient and doesn't wait to give an answer about those topics (This is in relation to the episode where he appears in, where he straight up didn't wait to be called to give an answer on the rocket landing question and he just full on yells it out)
Gary loves Hawaiian Pizza.. he doesn't understand why people hate it so much lol
Gary also has a habit of not getting jokes, the punchline flies right over his head unless they're blunt. But he just laughs along even though he fully doesn't get it and just goes along to be friendly
Since Gregory is Gary's cousin, they hang out a bunch. Christophe, Gary, and Gregory is like their own little mini friend group! And since Gary sticks around with Gregory a bunch, sometimes he picks up Gregory's accent and it will randomly show, in which he will immediately correct himself
Gary and Stan are dating in my headcanon ofc, but Gregory and Stan have a huge rivalry going on... Gary gets stuck in the middle of it cause Stan is his boyfriend while Gregory is his cousin, it's a constant back and forth between trying to keep both sides from mauling each other.. poor Gary :[
OK I'm gonna stop it here, I can't remember all of them but these are the ones I can think of so far! Honestly might make more posts about my headcanons for the side characters... Ty anon for letting me go rabid <3
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strawbrygashez · 6 months
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If the narrator journals-
•He writes mostly about Tyler and what happened that day that included him. He very rarely writes things that doesn’t have to do with him in some shape or form. When it doesn’t have to do with Tyler it’s more than likely him just complaining about his boss and work in general.
•He writes things down he wishes he has the courage to say to Tyler. He has so many thoughts about Tyler everyday… and he feels like he’s gonna die if he doesn’t get them out somehow. He goes on about how beautiful he is, how smart he is, he makes a lists of complements he wants to give him, he writes his prayers he’d say to Tyler down… just anything. He also writes poems based off Tyler and his little gushhyyyy feelings about him.
•He hides his journal under his mattress. He makes sure to in the morning before he heads off for work.
•He writes in his journal like every single night since he knows he won’t be able to sleep anyways so why not spend that time doing something
•he writes threats to people that interact with Tyler 💀 including marla. He always has to literally bite down on his tongue to keep him from saying threats out loud to people when it comes to tyler so.. he lets them out in his little diary.
•He’s written a couple suic*de notes in there tbh. On very hard days. He ends up too emotionally exhausted to go do anything after he writes them out tho. I feel likes it more of a thing where he knows he actually won’t go thru with it but like, if he was to take his life then and there, what he writes is what he’d want to leave for whoever to find.
•He keeps notes of things he finds out Tyler likes. Bands, colors, scents, fabrics, foods, tv shows, sweets, movies, and all that.
•He writes down anything Tyler has said to him that day that stood out to him. He thinks everything Tyler says is important but if there is just something he can’t stop thinking about, he will write it down. Even if it’s a negative thing or something mean it goes down in the journal. Like Tyler can say “man you’re too obedient. You’d probably suck your bosses dick if he told you to” and the narrator would write it down 💀
•The little creep has probably snuck one of Tylers colognes one time while Tyler was out, and sprayed it on a page in there so he can smell it whenever……. he’s probably stolen like some discarded candy wrap from his room and shoved it into the journal too.
•Tyler ends up finding the journal eventually. He reads every single thing written down in it. He will either immediately let him know or he will hold onto the fact he’s read it for a good moment.
If Tyler journals-
•It’s much more random when he does. He doesn’t think he wants to journal, he probably just had one so he can write down all his plans for project mayhem but he ends up slipping into writing his thoughts sometimes in there also. He can go months without writing more personal things in there.
•It’s all a lot less serious than what the narrator writes for the most part. Like most of it is just crap like “>:( Jack forgot to say goodbye this morning before work. What a jerk.” or even more random things like how he hated the movie he had to play in the theater a certain night or he draws himself beating up or killing people that were mean to him at the hotel.
•He uses glitter pens. His excuse for owning them was he found them at the thrift store for super cheap so it’s whatever. He also stole one of those pens that have a fluffy puff at the end from Marla.
•He draws stick figures of him and the narrator sometimes. It’s stuff that would make the narrator go like -_- at tho. Like he draws Jack with heart eyes, on his knees looking up at him or its Jack looking crazy at his desk. Just a bunch of goofy stuff…but also there is a couple where he draws hearts around them both.
•He glued a picture of them together down on one page. (Okay its more likely he used a piece of chewed up gum as ‘glue’ for the picture but ew)
•He hides his under his pillow. If the narrator sees it & asks what it is Tyler will just tell him to mind his own business or if he’s feeling nice he will say it’s just plans he has for Project mayhem. He will yank it away if he goes to pick it up.
•If he’s having a hard day and maybe said something to make the narrator upset he will put a little “sorry Jack.” somewhere on the paper :(
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Hello!! 1, 4, 10, 18, and 22 for the End of the Year ask game please 😊
ONE Song of the Year: My Spotify Wrapped claims for me it was the Placebo cover of Running Up That Hill, which is admittedly on almost every single one of my playlists, but I think it was actually Meet Me in the Woods by Lord Huron, because I listened to it a billion times while writing my NaNo project.
FOUR Movie of the Year: The Boy and the Heron, both because it was great and also it was the only good theater experience I had all year that wasn't a rerelease like Titanic and The Lion King lol, people at our home theater are very poorly behaved. ;;
TEN Something that Made You Cry This Year: LOL WELL I lost my job a couple weeks ago and that has been some VERY MIXED EMOTIONS including a lot of hysterical crying. It was an extremely toxic work place I was trying to get out of anyway (museum board full of old white men who hated me, boss is/was an alcoholic mean girl - no exaggeration, has driven home drunk from work lunches with her kid in the car and been blackout throwing up in her office after work events - who had a toady work bff who also hated me, no health insurance, making $26/hr despite having an MA and living somewhere where rents start at $2,000 a month) but my boss basically reamed me out right before Thanksgiving telling me I was the worst person ever, had a bunch of provably false claims about how bad an employee I was (never meeting deadlines, making other people do my work for me, never attending events or suggesting ideas for programs, all bullshit I had ample evidence to refute) and told me I could either quit now and be paid through February or be on like mega probation indefinitely, so I came back from the holiday like alright I quit, they're like cool actually this is a budgetary thing and not at all personal, we're SO SORRY this didn't work out also we can only afford to pay you through mid January, so now I'm unemployed applying to a million jobs and scared about money but also I'm free??? So there's been a lot of on and off weeping/grieving and it's kinda ruined the holidays for me lol. But also hopefully it'll pivot to a much better paying and stable job somewhere closer to home, so fingers crossed.
Don't get into the museum field, folks, it sucks here.
EIGHTEEN A Memorable Meal This Year: For Valentine's Day, @heystovepipeboys and I made a bunch of recipes from Last Dinner on the Titanic, which was SUPER FUN. I love historic cooking/baking and have had the cookbook forever, but had never made anything from it before and everything was INCREDIBLE. We made cream of barley soup, chicken Lyonnaise, chateau potatoes and asparagus, and then got eclairs from a bakery near us and the Harney & Sons Titanic tea blend, which is supposed to be similar to the special blend they served on the ship. We listened to period music the whole time we cooked and then we went to see Titanic in theaters for its anniversary rerelease.
TWENTY TWO Favorite Place You Visited This Year: hmmm very tough call. My parents very generously took the fam on a Disney cruise to Alaska this summer which was a childhood dream of mine, and wifey and I had an awesome trip to Old Sturbridge Village in MA for their Halloween event, which was probably the best Halloween themed thing I've ever done. They set up the museum with a bunch of themed performances by a bunch of traveling circus performers who are Definitely Not Vampires and everything was really spooky and fun. Would super recommend if anyone is looking for fun Halloween things to do in New England next year.
Thank you for the ask!! Hope you are enjoying a relaxing end to this weird year.
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valyrou · 1 year
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hi there, dear! i saw you were doing matchups 🙀🙀 if it’s alright with you, may i please have a bsd matchup? please take your time on this!
my name is ren and i use she/they pronouns. write this with either one! i am omnisexual, but my preference is men at the moment. i am an aries, as well as an intj 6w5!
personality: my personality really depends on my mood. i am usually hella awkward when i first meet a person, and before we really get close i will be quiet and polite. but once you really get to know me, i am positive and energetic, and objectively funny. i’m incredibly kind and sweet and caring i think are the words, and i always put others before myself. i’m what one would call “a gifted kid”, i am very intelligent. i’m very responsible and i am the “mom friend”. i’m very clingy unless you make me uncomfortable. i can usually mask my emotions but if i bottle them up for too long I’ll just break down. i have ADHD and have the shortest attention span known to man, so I’m always off in my own little world. i need someone who can keep me grounded. i LOVE to talk and if you give me a chance, i won’t shut up. i am very insecure and have severe trust issues, unless you have proven to me time after time i can trust you. i fear that people find me annoying and i cry very easily, especially if someone raises their voice at me.
hobbies: i love to read, especially classics and fantasy novels. give me a good book and i can finish it in a day if i work hard enough. i play piano and i do theater and honors chorus, so i love to act and sing. i love writing and always am writing something, whether it’s in my head or on paper. i am an amazing cook and baker and will housewife if i have to 😼😼. i love to have conversations on politics and world debates. i like to play chess (but i suck) and pool (i don’t suck at pool), and i play tennis.
likes: i love music and literature in general. i am definitely a cat person and will pick up a cat off the side of the road and bring it home. i love drama and am a bit of a gossip. i also love fashion and will have a heart attack if i am not wearing something that matches. i love shopping and video games (i am a smash bros and mariokart GOD)
dislikes: i HATE bugs. if there is a bug in my house, i will scream and jump onto the counter to get away from it. you kill a bug for me? you have my undying loyalty. i can’t stand scary movies, especially clowns. i am somewhat of a picky eater. i also hate second chances. it’s not worth it to give hundreds of chances to someone who breaks your trust and heart every single time. i also hate the ocean. you take me to the beach? i will be sitting in a chair under an umbrella reading, looking absolutely disgusted 💀💀
love language:
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A/n: THIS WAS THE FUNNIEST THING EVER LOLOL BUT NO WORRIES IT HAPPENS TO ME ALL THE TIME!! Also we are quite similar :0 thank you for requesting love, stay hydrated yourself and sleep a good amount <33
I will pair you up with…
Kunikida Doppo!
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(Bro looks soo majestic <33)
Kunikida isn’t patient with Dazai since Dazai teases him on purpose, but he would be incredibly patient with you
He understands the struggle that comes with ADHD so he’d make sure you don’t zone out to much, maybe take you places and let you talk as much as you want
He‘s a great listener
Distracts you with something to fiddle with, so you don’t zone out on him
Maybe physical touch isn’t his biggest love language, but Initially warms up to it. PDA maybe too, depends really
Hand holding sure, except you guys work together (If you would work in the ADA as well that is) then it’s just an initial squeeze on the shoulder or a kiss on the head
Kunikidas love language is quality time fr fr
Takes you out all the time, art galleries, museums, ancient library, the park etc.
You don’t have to feel insecure around Kunikida as well. He loves you for you, not for who you‘d wish to be
He would make sure you understood that
Compliments all the way, long talks
He has a literal description of his dream partner like?????
He loves you the way you are and he promises you every time you doubt yourself that he loves the current you <3
As loyal as you Are
Get a bigger beach chair, because this guy won’t play in the water either.
Please give each other book recommendations???????
Would start off very shy and akward in the relationship but once you two really get to know every detail about each other honestly anyone would be jealous
Idk if it’s canon or not, but I picture Kunikida a great cook (not so good baker) too, so DUO COOKING
Baking with him is more complicated tho because he has absolutely zero clue what’s going on
He‘d probably even mess up half finished muffins (yk the ones were you only need to put in the eggs and oil and then the muffin mix? Yeah that one)
Kills the bugs for you <3
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cadybear420 · 4 months
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Getting to know people better
Thanks to @peonierose, @tveitertotwrites, and @aces-and-angels for the tags!
Last song: I don't remember... I think the intro theme song to "From Russia With Love". That shit slaps.
Favorite color(s): Either purple, green, or black.
Currently watching: Nothing new. Mainly just YouTube video essays. Also rewatching some episodes of Garfield and Friends.
Last movie: In theaters: I think Oppenheimer? It was alright but I could not deal with that fucking theater seat for a 3 hour movie lol. At home: Everything Everywhere All At Once. It uh... quite surprised me. A bit of a fever dream, but it was mostly a fun one.
Currently reading: Books-wise: It's been a while since I read an actual book. I'm hoping to get back into it but I'm not sure what to start with. Choices-wise: I'm on my SEVENTH fucking replay of OG HSS, for the purpose of making a record of all the choices I make in the game so I can better construct my MC Evie's personality. And also so I can see Aiden again. I'm also diamond-mining The Billionaire's Baby, and I have a bunch of other books on hiatus.
Sweet/spicy/savory: Sweet and savory. I never liked spicy foods much despite being South Asian lol.
Last thing I Googled: "this is how terfs think skeletons work"
Current obsessions: OG HSS. I hate that even though I'm on my 7th playthrough, I've never made an actually different MC from Evie. I have tried Evie in a few different routes– I had her romance Michael in two playthroughs, do band in one playthrough, and I did a sort of a semi-"you suck" playthrough prior to the current one. But I've never actually played as a different MC, and there are so many different routes and route combos to try and SO LITTLE TIME ARRRGGGHH AND I ALSO PLAN TO DO MY SECOND PLAYTHROUGH OF HSS:CA SO I CAN GIVE IT A SECOND CHANCE AND MAKE HEADCANONS ABOUT WHAT THE OG GANG WAS UP TO DURING THAT TIME AND I ALSO HAVE PERSONAL SHIT IRL AGH- [cady.exe has stopped working] Sorry bout that, shit gets overwhelming
Currently working on: A timeline documentation of all the in-game choices for my HSS MCs Evie (OG) and Cher (CA). So I can better construct who they are as characters and other headcanons like what happens off-screen. I'm in the middle of writing a fanfic about that roller rink trip MC and Aiden go to with Aiden's parents in Book 2, it's going great so far but I'm stuck on how to end it.
i'll tag: Anyone who wants to participate
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rpmemestorehouse · 1 year
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Until Dawn Real-time Fandub Starters: Part 2
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“No! I’ll be fine! I will be fine.”
“What do I usually do to get un-scared? I tell myself jokes...”
“Oh man, I feel great. This is really, this is a great idea.”
“All right you son of bitch, and by ‘you son of a bitch’ I guess I just mean the general atmosphere which just made me uneasy.”
“I should have known that saying what that thing was would have made it leave. Just like when I called my wife a bitch and she left.”
“Heyyy! I’m a funny little hand!”
“AUGH DAGNABBIT! My fricken wingers!”
“Aaaah I’m sure there’s a way to pry this open, but you know what I always hated these two fingers anyway.”
“You know, that’s the thing about sharp objects. I don’t know why we stopped carrying them around.”
“Cavemen had it right when they were like ‘oonga boonga I take sharp rocks’.”
“WOOF WOOF WOOF!”
“Why can you talk?! Why can you talk!?”
“Wow. I just - my brain needs to catch up.”
“Did I scare you?!”
“Hey do you wanna hear a Chuck Norris joke?”
“I’m gonna put this jacket on even though it might have asbestos in it.”
“My telekinesis isn’t working.”
“WAIT WAIT WAIT DON’T SHOOT DON’T-”
“Did I just kill an inanimate object?!”
“OH MY GOD HE KILLED JIMMY THE TALKING PADLOCK!”
“You know, my favorite thing about today is that nothing has happened to us yet.”
“Well, I have a key right here, and it’s called an axe.”
“You think I’m just gonna climb through a secret hole for secrets?!”
“I’m not scared at all...I’m just - I’m not scared...”
“I was getting ready to scream but I guess I’m not going to fall.”
“You know I could’ve used my two-arm perk to get in here, but, I’m being selfish.”
“Ooh we were supposed to bring our DnD dice!”
“I’m going to roll my funny dice, but you don’t have any and you will not be using mine.”
“I’m just gonna. Risky my life and, and walk along this very steep edge.”
*reading broken sign* “ ‘Dan Cliff’. This must be Dan’s Cliff! I wonder where Dan is...”
“This bath water is fucking freezing.”
“Shit, I was gonna watch my SpongeBob on there!”
“HELLO?! How did I get into a movie theater?!”
“Wh...why aren’t you scared?”
“OH NO IT’S THE NON-COPYRIGHTED CHARACTER SIGJAW!”
“Oh shit the bugs got me...”
“Looks like the banishment spell really worked after all.”
“We haven’t had a vibes incursion this bad since, the echidna incident of nineteen-aught-seven.”
“Alright, ya’ll - y’all are chill, thank you so much.”
“GOD IS THAT YOU!?”
“I hate Chutes and Ladders, this is awful.”
“Wow queen, you’re so powerful.”
“Is it hard to climb with this light in your eyes? Is it hard to climb?”
“Oh my god. I’m so happy to be here. Um, my name is [Name], I am, [Age] years old...”
“Please don’t change the channel, it hurts us.”
“I love hearing all these crazy words and sentences.”
“You think they just want to say hello?”
“Did you hear something groan? I hear groaning.”
“Thank god I leveled up my agility skill...”
“He was SAWED in TWAIN. What is wrong with you people?”
“I’M COVERED IN HIS BLOOD!”
“I would love to live in a place like this.”
“No, I’ve never been surrounded by eyeless, plastic simulacrum of human beauty, no.”
“Oh fuck - they NAKEY. THEY NAKEY.”
“I’m getting them, I’m just not laughing because they’re not funny.”
“I want to be so fucking rude to everyone.”
“THIS ACCURSED MOUNTAIN IS KILLING ME!”
“She’s asleep you gotta be quiet-”
“Hi! How do you like my mask? Is it cooolll?”
“Well you know what else sucks? Having a pair of scissors in your shoulderrr!”
“MAYBE if you embrace the VIBES, you’ll live!”
“Rude Mountain is a conflux of negativity in your world. It is the natural disposal site of bad vibes. They go there to die.”
“Your little ritual has thrown the whole world into strife.”
“I have no interest in learning your name - that’s fine, you can keep it to yourself.”
“I’m really stressed, I don’t know if you can tell.”
“Please come get me, I’m so fucking scared.”
“If were to like, punch you sort of hard it would hurt, that is how unarmored you are right now.”
“I have no respect for streamers.”
“I was in the middle of somethiiinngg!”
“Phil Spencer could walk on water...Chuck Norris could swim through land...but I...I could fly through death, bitch.”
“OH I FELL An entire...one and a half feet.”
“Nowhere to go but into the funny cave.”
“I sure hope nobody sets me on fire right about now...”
“I’m really glad you’re alive [Name] but also that’s really fucked up.”
“I’m pretty upset that he’s alive considering everything that he’s done so far.”
“Listen, none of us are leaving until we calm Rude Mountain down...by giving into the VIBES of Rude Mountain!”
“Oh [Name], you fucking moron. The vibes have taught me so much.”
“I’m fucking rude now!”
“I don’t actually know why I’m doing this, I just love violence.”
“I can see past the fourth wall! I can see the comments! They’re so happy for you, [Name].”
“You’re a parody of the real [Name]!”
“You’re smarter than I am, fuck you.”
“The ultimate rudeness: manslaughter.”
“Listen, listen - if you kill me the vibes will only take ya quicker, boyo.”
“ ‘Uh oh you’re just as bad as I am’ - shut the fuck up dude, you don’t know what the hell you’re talking about.”
“I feel like you’re just saying stuff at this point, but that’s pretty cool.”
“You know the rumor, that Cortana jacks off Master Chief in the suit?”
“Whose Mister Chief?”
“Did you hear that? It’s the vibes.”
“I’m in so much pain...”
“This is the worst vacation in the entire universe!”
“You’re on Rude Mountain, home of the vibes!”
“I wanted to be rude to people I didn’t want them to be rude to me!”
“I’m escaping I’m escaping, I’m using my funny little tricks and I’m escaping!”
“Well, good thing nobody left me behind today, or else, y’know, things might have been a little bit easier!”
“Has anybody been dissociating for the past, like, two minutes?”
“It’s alright, just sit down, just sit down.”
“It’s been a weird fucking day, that’s all I can tell you. I want to hear something normal.”
“Are you okay? You sound like you’re having a panic attack.”
“It’s not like it’s me anymore, I’m thinking in terms of ‘[Own Name] is doing this”, I don’t know what’s going on!”
“Hang on, I think someone’s outside.”
“I’m a professional loomer, AND vibe scientist!”
“You’re not ready for it: you’re weak.”
“Those funny guys you saw are the crystallization of the negative energies that people have brought up here.”
“You see a funny guy? You shoot.”
“I, I feel like I need to broaden my horizons at this point.”
“Sneakin’ up behind you~”
“Oh god the curse is getting stronger.”
“I think we should just go home honestly.”
“This mountain fucking sucks.”
“There’s so much going on inside my head you can’t even po - I can’t put it into words.”
“You ever feel like you’re in a different time and place than you are? That you like know you are, even though it feels wrong?”
“It’s okay, we can turn these vibes around!”
“I can’t kill you, you know what I know, I can’t kill you.”
“Well that was fucking awkward.”
“I’m telling - I’m telling you that the, the vibes are taking him.”
“FRIENDSHIP KICK!”
“...This picture looks like a rabbit...”
“Holy shit dog, what the fuck is wrong with you?”
“How are you feeling about everything you’ve done here?”
“They’re seeing the bounds of the universe they live in.”
“I gotta say: real, real sad what happened to ya.”
“You wake up one day, you realise the world you know is... limited, and realise that you knowin' such means you can, play with it, tug on the strings of it. You look at that world and you think yourself some sort of god, don't you, son?...Are you ready to feel the wrath of a god, kid?”
“I-I hear people laughing...what the fuck is happening?”
“I’m gonna kill the next fucking person I see, I swear to God!”
“Hello! Hi! I’m so happy to see youuu!”
“I wish I could stream but I have no opposable thumbs.”
“I’m trying to have a conversation with you, bitch!”
“At this rate, you be one of us realll soooonnn.”
“This is my friendship machete!”
“I’m completely relaxed. I’m totally okay.”
“You really ARE rude, what?”
“Sorry, a bee stung me.”
“Like, I feel like I can’t die. In fact I feel like it’s guaranteed that I’m going see this thing through to the end, so I don’t even care anymore.”
“No, it’s not that you’re getting bad, it’s that I’m getting omnipotent. That’s not your fault.”
“Don’t fucking grab me and maybe I won’t shoot you in the face.”
“Your bullets won’t change the nature of the vibes!”
“[Name] please don’t shoot me - AUGH!”
“I need to get out of here, I need to get out of here!”
“Why...does it hurt so much...”
“Do you guys get the feeling that something bad’s happening to like, other people?”
“Sewer levels are my favorite! You go in there and it’s all stinky and sometimes there’s like, sewer monsters...”
“Did you just lock the door with the gun?”
“[Name] where the fuck have you been? Why did you just leave us?“
“You have no idea what we’re up against...”
“Oh, you think you’re the power of God, don’t you...”
“I see everything...I see everything!”
“I know I’m not real! I know YOU’RE not real!"
“You saw it, right? No, that’s exactly what I’m talking about! You saw what I just saw.”
“This is constructed! Do you understand?”
“You can’t be this - you can’t this fucking obtuse.”
“Listen [Name], you’re asking too many questions. You can’t keep looking into this.”
“No! I’m not connected to my body!”
“I wish they were my friends...”
“I don’t care! You know they’re gonna be fine, right?”
“[Name]. I get it. I understand. You know and I know and we know and there is a understanding.”
“I don’t want to be torn out of my body!”
“I’m not scared, I just know what we can and can’t do.”
“We can go up this way and we can just forget all this happened.”
“Well, I mean, obviously we have to construct this sort of, you know, bit that we’re in, where, we’re outside of the meta sense, and they aren’t.”
“And the tough part is that we also have to make it work within the construct of the story.”
“People don’t understand how much work and time and thought goes into this.”
“Oh, oh, that actually works! Sweet.”
“Man, oh my god, you scared the hell out of me...”
“[Name] - [Alt. Name] - whoever the fuck he is - left me down here...”
“Rude Mountain has been trying to get rid of both of us. Since we got here.”
“Ah-ha, you’re not gonna get the chance...I can hear you! I can smell you...”
“While I’ve been sitting - sitting here for the past hour doing nothing, I’ve seen all the realities.”
“Do you have the shimmy skill?”
“Reality’s falling apart - I gotta do something about this...”
“I literally don’t know where I’m going, I just climbed out of a cave. I’ve been underground for god knows how long, I’m just running in a direction!”
“Why are you trying so hard? Why are you trying so hard to keep things together?”
“I have to put this reality back together!”
“If I don’t fix this? Everything falls apart.”
“I can’t die. You know I can’t die.”
“The vibes of Rude Mountain become so potent...you lose yourself...you lose your memories!”
“There’s a gas leak.”
“This is the climactic ending of the game. [Name], you and I can put an end to this! It’s almost over!”
“[Name] don’t do it, we, we have real lives! I know it doesn’t seem real to you but you can’t!”
“Okay, listen: maybe this is all predetermined...but it’s still giving you a FEW SCARES, RIGHT?!”
“Something changed in you before you left. You lost something.
“THE BAD VIBES ARE POWERFUL! And they can make a monster of men!”
“Alright...it’s up to you [Name]...good luck...”
“Why don’t you open your mouth and try to do some exposition?”
“Really wrapping it all up together in a neat little bow, huh?”
“This was a fun vacation.”
“I learned about myself, and I think that’s what’s most important.”
“I like those guys! I think we should do this EVERY YEAR.”
“Maybe...I should record my podcast...for myself...”
“It’s just, enjoy what you’ve got while you have it, y’know?”
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indiaalphawhiskey · 2 years
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Something I don't understand about these articles that bring up Larries and their 'conspiracy theory' is that it draws more attention to it and could create new Larries. People who have never heard of Larry will read those articles and be curious and look it up and see youtube vids, blogs and etc. If they are on the fence about Harry's sexuality then they definitely will. So there is just as much chance people will read into it as them laughing it off. The fact that Vulture is paying to promote their trash article hating on Harry and using a clickbait title about his acting and then mentioning the 'conspiracy theory'. Like are they completely dumb? If they want to bury the 'conspiracy theory' then don't mention it at all? I don't get it. Why are these so called critics all going after Harry and writing hate pieces on him and barely acknowledging that there are other actors in the movie too? I'm guessing that they come from WB's side trying to ruin him after messing up DWD promo, or Sony who are terrified of him 'coming out' or even competitors. The hate campaign against him is getting weird, and now they're paying to promote it? Why is his PR team nonexistent? Shouldn't they be planting some positive stuff about him?
Hey, love.
I’m gonna go to the second part of your ask first.
I really don’t think Warner Bros would send a PR “hit” out on Harry like that, for multiple reasons. First, studios and record labels don’t work the same way, in that Harry’s not under an exclusive contract with Warner Bros. and so they have no reason to want to keep him in line or under thumb the way Sony used to in One Direction, nor do they have the power to. He’s employed for one movie, and essentially, because it was a bad experience for Harry (and everyone), WB would have everything to gain by maintaining a cordial, professional relationship with him, if they intend to work with him again in the future. (And, considering how much they’re relying on his brand to keep this movie afloat in theaters, it’s likely that, however they feel about his acting chops, they recognize that the smarter business move is to have someone like Harry (and his fan base) as an open option for the future.)
Second, he didn’t actually do anything he wasn’t supposed to. “Screwing up DWD promo” is a fandom opinion, because we know what he’s like when he actually wants a project to succeed. In terms of his professional obligations though, he did everything he was hired for (and, unfortunately, more). He didn’t speak out of turn, or bad mouth the movie. In fact, he spoke about it in as effusive a manner as he could, given the quality. He played a good little stunt puppet, and even allowed them to piggyback on his music to make bank, so they literally have zero reason to “want revenge”, even in light of the contrast with My Policeman promo.
Rather, I’m pretty sure the disdain from critics boils down to nothing other than the gatekeep-y nature of the industry. Critics are never welcoming of musicians who want to work in acting - literally never - and this is something we foresaw. We always knew Harry would have to be utterly flawless in his role (impossible, three movies in) in order to receive even a modicum of critical praise because they were always going to be exceptionally hard on him, as they are on other celebrities who try and make the leap. The only reason he was spared during Dunkirk was because criticizing him (simply for being Harry Styles) would be tantamount to criticizing Christopher Nolan’s casting decision and that wasn’t a hill critics were willing to die on, especially for a minor part in an ensemble cast.
This, however - pop culture’s current obsession scoring two leading (and one queer!) roles in the same year, with two directors who are still finding their feet - this was fair game. And, it sucks because I think critics would have been so much more willing to go into My Policeman with some room to be surprised, if not for the absolutely overexposed media catastrophe that was DWD. But it’s just too tempting now, too sweet, too (seemingly) justified to be able to tear him down for just having the audacity to throw his hat in the ring, because after that circus, no one is expecting him to be any good. More importantly in entertainment, no one is expecting anyone (of note) to come to his defense. So, even if he holds his own, it’s not ever going to be enough (not now, at least).
This is not to say the criticism of Harry’s acting isn’t warranted. I’ve read some very fair critiques, especially pointing out the contrast between him, and David and Emma. But that’s the thing: rarely are these articles criticizing the actual acting. Rarely do they even seem to get the objective of the movie, if they deign to mention the movie at all. Instead, they’re focused on the Harry of it all and it’s making me laugh because they’re doing the one thing they make fun of fangirls for: they’re making it… ✨all about Harry Styles.✨
And, as for the Larry stuff…
One, their PR teams never did seem to get the memo that if you wanna prove Larry isn’t real, stop trying so hard to prove Larry isn’t real. It’s their twelve year struggle; we’re still waiting for them to catch on.
Two, I’ve said before that fan girl hysteria is an easy and juicy scapegoat. In a bid for attention (which is entertainment media’s main goal), the easiest people to pooh-pooh are young women. Nothing will get you clicks like making fun of a predominantly female fandom, because you have the patriarchy fully in your corner. So, you get the clicks and you get the bonus points of the Jack Chambers-es in every basement high-fiving you with both Cheeto-crusted wank hands.
The caveat, though, is that we silly fan girls turned out to be just a little too right about Olivia Wilde (shocker!) so its still too soon to try and sell the whole “they hate her/her movie cause they fancy her boyfriend” shtick again. So what did they do? They pivoted on the hysteria strategy, and the next best narrative to fans who would fully shank your girlfriend out of jealousy is fans who are so crazy they believe you’re gay and in a 12 year closeted relationship with your former band mate.
Just another day in the fandom. Sigh.
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