#BYOS

[dhbvall]

﹗ ˳⨳ ۪ i would gave up heaven if i had to ⃘ ֹ ★

[caramariafilm]

Bless You! - On Set

Day Five

Phew! My most stressful days were out the way and all that was left was the sunrise shoot and the leg being sawn off.

Sunrise was a skeleton crew so I put the costumes on by myself and got them ready for the shoot. The way we shot this meant I could put blood on the lead Myrtle as it would line up with the blood spurt being shot in the previous scene.

After that, I was holding coats and making sure the actors were okay as it was a cold morning.

As soon as the sunrise shoot was done we headed over to shoot the second part of the infirmary.

Its important to note here and something I should have wrote about in previous post is I had already stripped the bedchamber and hallway during camera set ups the previous days! This was fantastic as it meant I had nothing else to worry about and no fear of leaving important props behind.

Once we got to the infirmary, we moved on to doing the leg scene. I went and got my ham and cut a small slit in the ham with some scissors for the saw to eventually pretend to cut. This was GROSS! Really just a strange sensation to have been doing.

Here are a lovely photo Masha got of me doing it.

Once the ham was done (thank goodness) I was pretty much done! I disposed of the ham and all that was left was the scene of the morning after.

Here are some stills from that :) I then just focused on tidying away what I could and cleaning up until we called wrap.

We had an hour and a half left to reset the room so I started packing away all the fragile items and everyone gave a helping hand to dismantle the bed and take out all the other props. This was a really smooth process :)))))

Just like that, filming was done!!

[3416]

WHATEVER.... UP 2-1 ON FLORIDA AND IT TOOK THEM A FLUKEY BOUNCE IN OT TO ACTUALLY WIN...... i beleaf so hard

[womeninfictionandirl]

Come Along With Me by Byo Lith

[omgtheywereawooomates]

Stiles: I didn't technically lie, though.

Derek: You. LIED. Stiles.

Stiles: Noooo, I just made an educated wish.

Stiles: ......I totally lied.

Peter: Sweetheart. You didn't lie.

Peter: You just... made an educated wish.

[ashipikaur]

🙇 a skypaul esute rkgk cuz i’ve been listening to the stage play and SOLELY the stage play AAAAALL DAY TODAY

[sparklyslug]

They got me with this, the bastards

[dailyfigures]

Nibutani Shinka ; Love Chunibyo & Other Delusions! ☆ Kyoto Animation

[animalceramics]

[ztremx]

[mg549]

Everything is different now..

[klainepolls]

unexpected- day 7 of 7

by: @kurtsascot

read the full fic in one place on ao3!

or just read the final update below the read more!!

———

Oh.

In that moment, something shifts.

Nothing has outwardly changed. Blaine still has his lower back flush against his bedroom wall, loafers pressing into carpet to support the weight he carries in his chest. Kurt stays standing in his dampened dress shirt, his fingers fiddling absentmindedly with the drying, wrinkled hemline. Kurt’s coffee is cooling somewhere to the right, and a quick exit still beckons to Blaine’s left.

Everything’s the same, and yet, Blaine feels fundamentally different. His body relaxes. His arms fall limp at his side. His legs unlock and melt into the carpet. The oppressive panic subsides. Breathing becomes easy. Keeping himself steady turns intuitive.

Every day is a series of decisions. Blaine exists because of his past, all the prior choices that were risk-averse and circumvented his problems and their potential solutions.

It was Blaine’s choice to go to NYU, but after touring the campus and falling in love with their theater program, the decision was practically made for him. Kurt’s class was the only one that filled in a gap in his schedule, and Kurt was the only TA. Blaine had let himself wallow, besotted, and had surrendered to admire Kurt from afar. Distance protected Blaine from heartbreak, sure, but it also did nothing to pacify Blaine’s yearning. Terrified of rejection at the end of last semester, Blaine did nothing- He did the easy thing and let Kurt go. It only made him fall faster and harder this morning, and, playing it safe, pretending to not remember Kurt, only magnified his desperation to know Kurt more intimately.

Blaine had resigned himself to be a bystander of his own life, and all it did was hurt the one person Blaine would give anything to love.

Kurt’s everything Blaine’s looking for, but, like Blaine, he’s also a young-adult finding his place in the world and looking for love.

Blaine’s remains terrified, but now, it’s a fear of inaction rather than inadequacy.

He’s done not knowing.

“I really like you, Kurt,” Blaine admits. His pulse continues to quicken, but adrenaline sedates his mind and allows him to continue. “I want to be more than some underclassmen who you TA’d for. I’ve wanted to ask you out since August.”

Blaine rests his head against the wall, and he closes his eyes. “I know I’ve been a mess all day,” he says as his voice shakes, “and I shouldn’t have lied to you, but I didn’t think I’d see you again. I thought today was my one chance to win you over.” He laughs pitifully. “But, it’s not going well. I think I’ve made every wrong decision.”

Blaine opens his eyes to find Kurt shaking his head. A strong hand connects to Blaine’s shoulder, and Kurt’s thumb rubs into Blaine’s collar, over woven fabric that does nothing to protect Blaine from how the touch sets him alight. “I wouldn’t say that,” Kurt says, smiling, eyes going glassy and voice thickening. “I think you are doing just fine.”

Overwhelmed with feeling, Blaine has no reservations blurting, raspy, “I really want to kiss you right now.”

Kurt doesn’t waver. His lips part, and his voice, light and gasping, whispers, “You should kiss me then.”

“Okay.” Blaine leans. “Yeah. Okay,” he breathes and falls forward.

Kurt guides Blaine with his hand on his shoulder as their lips connect, and Blaine’s eyes flutter closed. His right hand uncovers home where damp fabric pulls away from tacky skin, and, in, Blaine’s left, cotton threads through his fingers and wrinkles.

Kurt’s everywhere. He’s on Blaine’s skin and in his lungs, and Blaine loses where he ends and Kurt begins.

It’s not a terrible thing to lose.

When they break apart, Blaine’s still in the moment, eyelids heavy. “You taste like coffee,” he mumbles. It’s the only quantifiable thing he can process about the kiss, his nose resting against Kurt’s cheek, his fingers tightening against Kurt’s shirt, urging him closer.

“Huh.” Kurt tugs Blaine by the dimples of his back, his smile tickling Blaine’s puffed lips. “That’s weird. Are you sure?”

Blaine hums as his brain puddles and offers, voice gravely, “I can check again?”

“Okay,” Kurt chuckles. His breath is sweet on Blaine’s face, and Blaine never wants to be anywhere else. “You do that.”

Blaine laughs and doublechecks.

Over and over again.

[caramariafilm]

Bless You! - On Set

Day Four

Today was the first of the infirmary days woohooo! What with having the day to set dress prior, I was feeling very calm about this day. The only thing I had to think about was the blood scene we planned to shoot at the very end.

I asked Masha to iron the outfits and give them a bit of a refresh as I got prepared for the rest of the day. Unfortunately lighting had to move some of my production design around which meant I had bits and pieces to touch up before filming. The main thing I had to reset was the fake dust I put over all the props, now having marks from where people had moved things. This was a little fiddly but I knew this was bound to happen due to the location change, so I just carried on and made sure I only fixed what they had finished moving as to not repeat myself too often.

I had bought a ham for the leg sawing scene which I had to find a fridge to hold in, so went off to speak to the owners about that. Overall it was lots of little jobs this morning, and making sure everyone was happy we were all on the same page.

I'm going to jump forward a bit to the blood scene and leg sawing scene as the rest of my day was really just preparing for this. Masha was on costume checks so I got to making the blood.

I filled up the pressure cleaner with water and started making a dark red that was vibrant enough for the blood. During lunch, Oliwia and I went outside to test the height of it out.

I feel like I'm rushing this section a little just because I wish it went a little tiny bit higher! This is me nit picking now but I knew the set up for this was going to have a lot of pressure on it as it was a one take wonder and I would also have to hide under the bed meaning I couldn't see what was happening. I was worried about staining the ceiling but also it was just tricky to tell when there was too much pressure in the cleaner.

Anyway, I just watched it back and I still think it is super funny and impactful, I think with the restrictions I faced it was the best I could do and I am still proud of it. Maybe if I were to do this again I would suggest framing the shot differently to make the spray look more extreme? I'm not too sure though.

The ham was needed for the following day so I left it there overnight!

In the last photo you can see me about to get into position, I essentially had to swing my head and legs under the bed and curl around the bed legs... Interesting!!

Day four done!

[3416]

oh my fucking goddd

[eek-a-tron]

Loki & Catwoman commission by the brilliant Debbie Balboa! (Somewhat inspired by this fic!)

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