neon-angels-system · 2 years ago
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btw a cyclone is expect to hit NZ soon, though the cyclone will most likely have lost most of its cyclone characteristics by the time it hits, so. there may be storms all monday. and my power might go out. if I'm not online that's why.
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queenendless · 1 year ago
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🚚Moving Day (Adult!SatoSugu x Fem!Reader)🚚
A/N: Also from my Curses Love book on Wattpad.
This AU has them both as teachers at Tokyo JJ High, you can see curses, you're in a poly relationship with them. IMPLIED MATURE THEMES INSIDE!
For those that have been reading and liking these shorts, thank you. S2 is back and of course I'm a wreck. Also want a Gojo, Geto, Nanami, Toji, Sukuna x Reader gang bang ... idk how I'll write one cause drawing in general is hard for me now.
Credit for the characters/series goes to Gege sensei. I own nada but this show and these two own my soul!😫😭🤧
* Please DON'T plagarize, translate, repost my FANFIC content. Reblog, like, and follow instead.
I hope you enjoy.
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"Uh, Y/n-chan, you're certain you can carry all that by yourself?"
"My stuff. My concern." You struggled speaking as your form struggled carrying those big boxes of yours in your arms; breathing deeply through your nostrils to keep your focus despite your knees quivering. '"I - I'm fine!"
Suguru sighed before snapping his fingers. Several of his curses floated amok and carried the boxes right out of your arms in time before you plopped forward from the imbalance, only to be pulled back flushing your back against Geto's front.
"Honey, it's alright. Satoru and I can handle the rest of your things. You shouldn't be pushing yourself too hard on your first day here."
"I'm sorry. I'm just ... nervous. This is all new to me ... but I still want to help at least."
Geto hummed, nodding in understanding, before kissing you tenderly on the forehead, smiling calmly. "Well thank you love. Having you living with us now is worth all the effort."
"In that case," You grabbed your duffle bag of stuff with ease, smiling, "I'll handle this."
The giddy stride of the oldest of you three popped up in the living room archway, swaying his smart phone about. "Suguru~! I was thinking we get sushi to celebrate Y/n-chan living with us now~! Sushi Go is my top choice, of course! Ginza, here we come – !"
"Satoru. Unpacking first. Eat later. Remember?" Suguru groaned.
"Eh?! Who paid to have all Y/n-chan's stuff packed and moved here in the first place? At least my family's fortune has some good use in this case." Gojo wearily spoke when his family gets brought up. "Anyhow ..."
Gojo swept Geto in one arm and you in the other with such ease, cheeriness immediately taking over. "House tour time~!!!"
Geto's exasperated smile and your giggling self at Gojo's boundless energy gave him that extra burst in his step while giving you the tour of every place in your shared private home nestled in suburbia. "Living room for binge time and cuddles, kitchen where Suguru will stuff our faces with such goodness, pool for soaking antics, hot tub for burning passion –!"
"We get the picture, Satoru." Geto's flushed, smug grinning face at the commentary had Gojo snickering, nodding his head in your direction.
"I don't know~ Looks to me our darling Y/n-chan is tongue tied right now~" Gojo chuckled lightly as you couldn't look at either of them at the moment.
"Not because of you, for sure." Geto snorted.
"Eh?" Gojo's smug ass bubble popped, following Geto's finger pointing at what enraptured you.
Setting you down gently, letting you slip away from his grasp, both men watched with affectionate smiles as you slid the glass doors aside to step out onto the back patio to see up close.
Your eyes sparkled in childlike wonder at seeing how expansive the back yards were. Lots of stone pathways, different oriented trees planted all over, rolling hills teeming with so many blooming flowers, and a view of the mountains in the distance. "Wow," You breathed out in mesmerized wonderment.
Feeling an arm drape around you, you were pulled flush against Geto's side. "This is yours, love."
"That's right. It's all ours." You both yelped as you were both now carried easily under Gojo's arms; wrapped around your waists and hanging like luggage. "And finally, last but far from least~!"
"Satoru, we can walk just fine, you know." Geto sighed, a bit peeved but mostly willing to let his lover's antics continue.
"The best room of them all!" Him kicking down the door helped enunciate the importance of this room; startling you and furthering Geto's bewildered amusement, "Our love making suite~!"
You squealed as he threw you to the bed, springing up at the bouncy, comfy master bed that was quite big for you three. Geto was thrown in after you on one side before Gojo belly flopped to the other, entrapping you in a cocoon of their arms, their enriching laughter mingling with their beautifully smiling faces turned you on hard.
The burning realization had you hiding your flustered self against the sheets.
"See~?! Now that's hot and bothered if I ever saw it~!" Gojo swooned, turning to his side as he one armed you from behind. "Makes me wanna kiss you so bad~" He heatedly breathed in your ear, cheekily grinning at your soft pleased mewl.
Geto smirked knowingly, laying on his side with his cheek resting in the palm of his propped-up arm, singing, "Toru~ About that lesson plan for the first years you said you'd draft up by today?"
"Ehhh~? Hands on practice will do just fine, Sugu~ Kinda like what we'll all be doing later tonight ... or right now~ Whaddaya say, sweetie~?" Gojo hummed as he gently grabbed your shoulder and flipped you to lay on your back.
"Can I at least unpack my duffle bag first?" You had to ask, hugging said bag to your chest. Geto's snorting face and Gojo's jaw slacked expression made you feel so dumbfounded as you tried sitting up while unzipping your bag. "And what about sushi~?" You whined, pouting.
Geto chuckled lightly, kissing you to cheer you up, winking at you both. "Unpack, eat, then smash. Kay, Toru~?"
Gojo dramatically sighed, collapsing in mock defeat. "Fine~! You're lucky I love you both." His own pout was wiped away instantly as you leaned down to peck his lips, too quick and short to his liking, as he sat up and watched you putting away the rest of your things around the room with Geto cuddling up beside him as he watched right along.
They wouldn't admit it out loud but they were both feeling grateful to share their personal private lives not just with each other, but also with you; their third partner.
A regular turned recent curse seer that just happened to work as a Window at Jujutsu Tech; their turf, only to bump into them both in passing ... the rest is history.
Seeing you finally put your bag away in your shared giant closet had them both glomp you from behind, smirking widely as they both had their own cheek to chew on and smooch to their liking and your giggling self.
Yep, living with the strongest sorcerer pair will be quite the treat.
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lastoneout · 9 months ago
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Okay I'm finally sitting down to properly watch the PJO series so here's an episode-by-episode live blog I guess. (Fair warning, I haven't read the books since I was a teenager, I am a smidge of an apologist for the films, and my favorite adaptation so far has been the musical.)
Episode One:
All of the actors are doing a really good job, I especially like Sally.
The costume design for both the monsters and the humans is pretty killer. I want Percy's sweater.
I also love the little seaside cabin and want to live there!!!
This is such a mild gripe BUT as someone with dyslexia I wish there was a better way to visually depict it without like, doing the swapping letters thing cuz that's just not what it's actually like at all.
Gabe maybe feels a little too funny. Like I'm supposed to hate him and think it's justified that he deserves to be turned into stone at the end, this version of him is really.....toned down, and his banter with Percy and Sally was fun to watch. I should hate him, but really he just came across as unpleasant. Less abusive asshole and more "old married couple who share interests but can't communicate without shouting" you know?
Loved Grover's little "I'm 24 actually" lmao that was great.
Not a fan of Percy immediately recognizing the Minotaur within a millisecond of it appearing before the audience even got a good look at it. Like, I just sat there thinking "how can he even see it?" rather than feeling scared of a big monster barreling at them.
The action is uh....fine? Feels a little lackluster. Or kinda....divorced from the rest of the show weirdly?? Idk it makes me feel like I'm watching a movie of a movie if that makes sense?? But we'll see where they go with it. (I know banter during a fight isn't realistic and people make fun of Marvel for it, but like...it helps to have at least a little talking. We don't wanna be Man of Steel.)
I feel like there's been a few "slightly out of sync ADR" moments but they weren't too distracting.
Pacing into Sally saying goodbye felt a little long, kinda took the shock of her dying out of the scene, but the actress REALLY sold all the emotional beats so I'll forgive it.
I LOVE the credits sequence!!! Reminds me of the designs on that one box set of the books in a really cool way.
Episode Two:
Oh yes the ugly ass neon orange shirts are here bless!
FUCK YES THAT'S DIONYSUS BAYBEEE!! My ONLY note is that he def could have turned up the energy a little, but that's probably just bcs I love how loud and unpleasant he is in the musical and I also know how unhinged this actor can be.
Chiron is such a delight <3
I like the cabins too, way better than how I imagined them as a kid reading the books lol
Oh, I can see why the new fans fell for Luke so hard.
Grover assuming a human being squished would be like an old banana is very funny. Felt very book-humor in a good way.
Clarisse!!
Oh damn actual disabled half-bloods, very cool!
Minor but I can't actually tell what Percy did wrong with the bow? Weird editing I guess.
Aside from that I actually love a good "fuck up" montage, I honestly wish it were a little longer.
Probably doesn't matter but I don't get having them burn the food after they've started eating? I thought that was a before you sit down type thing.
Percy burning the blue candy to try to talk to his mom was sweet tho T_T
"real friends" hahahaha.....yeah.......about Luke.......
yay! hazing!
Oh I love Annabeth already >:D
Thalia.....is pronounced differently than I thought....?
(I'm sorry I'm too much of a fan of 'Tree on the Hill' for this exposition dump. That shit hits harder when coming from Grover.)
Percy giving Annabeth the "actually I suck and my self esteem is riding on this so like pls don't ask me to do anything hard T_T" talk is just, so good lmao
ofc he doesn't know what's going on Annabeth you didn't tell him anything
Okay the action is a lot better when it's between the actual characters and doesn't involve a 3D monster, though I still had trouble following all the hits Percy was taking.
Oooh I can see why people did so much art of Percy being claimed that was a good shot.
FUCK YEAH TELL HIM YOU'RE SALLY JACKSON'S SON
(I hope they kept the Oracle in the attic...)
Okay I have to go do some things and then I'll be back for more!
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storywriter12 · 1 year ago
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Chapter two (crazy tinder guy (date
So Friday night came and rick was ever so nervous it sounded mad to him going on a date he got dressed into a black shirt with tight trousers  you could of course see his butt and then he walked downstairs where daryl, Carol, michonne and Shane was, all of them was in the living room watching some film on TV he walked in and he heard "wow you look nice" from michonne 
(Rick) I nodded thank you feeling a blush. Well I'm going now see ya I said grabbing my keys and getting to the door "DON'T FORGET TO USE PROTECTION MAN!!!!" I hear daryl shout I laugh I walk to the bar which was on "black lake street" when I got into the bar it was slightly busy I walked to the bar and ordered a drink when my drink came (vodka and coke) I took a sip and then I hear "damn I could fuck you right now" my eyes glanced to the side of me seeing what looked like negan and. He was more hotter in real life, I…. I…. Um thank you I strutted he smiled and giggled biting his bottom lip I took deep breaths as I got tingly all over. Should. I buy you a drink? I asked he smiled again "sure blue eyes. I'll have a beer" 
A few hours later 
(Rick) we sat in the corner. The light was much darker so we sat so close. I could feel the warmth of his body we sat and talked about what we did for a living he was a gym teacher and loved the job but hates the paperwork when I was telling him that I was a sheriff his hands was under the table and then he moved his hand and rested it on my inner thigh I blushed which amused him he got more close to me until his mouth was near my ear "why don't we get out of here rick" I wanted to saying something but no words will come out so I just nodded and he smiled getting up leaving a tip and walking out I followed it was dark outside and warm I don't know if it was because we just came out of a bar or because I was with him he walked down the path which was a light yellow from the lamps what shined to his car. which was black he got in the driving seat and I get in the passenger seat
(Negan) sooo where do you wanna go? I asked he thought about it for a moment. "anywhere you decide" I smiled nodding OK I started the car and the radio came on blasting music I turned it down and changed the music to a much softer song to set the mood. 
(Rick) So,negan  how long have you been single? I asked and he looked shocked from the question 
(negan) ahhhh I'm not one for relationships rick I'm more of a lover then leave them I said and hit myself for saying that I huff but my last ever relationship was around four years ago with a guy called seth umm we ended on bad terms 
(Rick) I saw how sad he was by talking about his ex. I'm sorry I said "it's fine rick not your fault" I looked out my window and we was going up a hill and he stopped the car pressing a button and then the cars roof opened he pressed another button and out seats went back and it was just us watching the stars 
(negan) hay rick? He looked. At me I smiled. Have you ever been kissed underneath the stars? He looked at me with his blue eyes and shook his head. I smiled come here. We both leaned in and kissed. the kiss was soft his lips was hot against mine, my hand fell around his side reaching down to give his butt a squeeze he moaned  
(Rick) he swiped his tongue across my bottom lip I opened my mouth and he pushed his tongue in my mouth he moaned deeply I could feel myself twitch he grabbed hold of my wrist dragging my whole body onto his lap my hands fell over his shoulders is fell more down to my ass the kiss got more hot he untucked my shirt his big hands going up my back it  tickled me  I gasp and a little giggle came out my mouth he smiled in the kiss "you driving me crazy rick" he said in a whisperer we pulled away and I felt my cheeks were  on fire he looked at me his eyes was dark full of want and lust, I wanted him to I just didn't want to do it on the first date I pulled away from him climbing back to the seat "we don't have to do it you know not of you don't want to" I looked at him and smiled a little. Thanks he nodded 
(negan) I'll drive you home I said turning on the car and driving him home 
(Rick) when we got to my street he pulled up and I looked at him. Thank you for the date. I had a good time.. I blushed he smiled "me to Rick I'll see you later, night" night I opened the door to get out but he grabbed my arm pulling me to him as he kissed me again but  a lot softer this time he pulled away and I got out not knowing what to do I just said night again like an idiot. he drives off and I open the front door with my key greeted with a smiling michonne 
(michonne) soo how was it? 
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magg0tkid · 1 year ago
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One more day
Nay one more hour til I fall asleep
And then it's Day.
The morning could be terrible. There was a terrible today and I almost lost it! I really really did. I almost got into my car to just start driving but I didn't because! My things! Are also in the truck! And I need my dad! To bring them! And if I just left! I don't know what would happen to them! Maybe my mom would set them on fire like she's threatened before :) <3 so I just didn't want to leave them my ex sister in law gave me this desk when I was 10 and Adam was a very new thing and I was so very alone and mom was gone :) and no one paid attention to me which doesn't make me special many people were ignored by their mothers and had fathers who worked constantly but it still hurt :) but then maggie paid attention to me and took me to her house and put on the fellowship of the ring and then gave me this old desk and also a bookshelf and the desk is small and the bookshelf is falling apart but I felt so incredibly loved and cared for and she was like so nonchalant about it like I'm not using them anymore it's really not a big deal and I was like literally no adult has paid me attention in like a year you have no idea how amazing this feels I love you thank you :) and then later after they got married and moved I spent so much time at their house bc they lived a block away and my brother was never around much but maggie and fyo were and he was such a cute chubby baby and he used to get so happy when I danced and I'd put on my brother's Coldplay cd bc it was the only cd he had that I liked and I'd put fyo in the high chair and dance and dance and he'd laugh and laugh and it was so nice!!!!!!!!!!!! And then they moved and Maggie attempted suicide and they got divorced and I felt like I lost a whole fucking ass sister and we just never talked about it lol she's not my blood relative but super cute super fun suicide attempt trend for the ladies in the fam I used to think about her lots and worry about her but I think she's ok ish now she has the kids on the weekends
Anyway literally not even the point
I didn't leave I stayed and she evened out and maybe tomorrow will be fine!!!! Maybe it will just be fucking fine. Maybe she will just get in the truck and her and dad will drive and I'll drive and we'll get to my aunties and I will refuse to unpack my car until my mom leaves and I'll call my auntie on the way and say if you mention anything about the amount of stuff I've brought I will throttle you and your bird in your sleep but I'll say it in a nicer way but I am so very like. I don't think I can deal with mom getting triggered by anything else it ironically is the most triggering thing I've ever experienced, I was truly physically paralyzed today in a deep, deep state of terror shaking from head to toe and I really feel like I almost died. And dad barely even noticed she was being insane which is actually great, like not sarcastically kinda great, because that means he can survive this. I cannot. And soon I will be gone. So soon. It couldn't have just been nice for me before I left. Did you know that some people just get to go to school and it's like normal for them? They just pack and then they like go? And their parents are sad to see them go but happy for their future? They don't have to fight for their fucking lives just to get through to the day they leave with hopefully all their things intact even after they've already gotten rid of so many of their things just for the sake of you?
This post is so self pitying, whatever. Soon I'll be happy and and I won't self pity no more. Insert that fucking transcendental quote from hill house the one I've been screaming in my head for weeks you know the one
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jerzwriter · 1 year ago
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#8 & 9 for all your pairings because I can't choose 😂
Hey love! Thank you so much for the asks!
8. What do they love most about the other? Why?
Tobias & Casey: I mean - they adore one another - it would be very hard to pick. But one thing Tobias loves about Casey is she is so genuine and authentic. She is who she says she is and doesn't play games. It makes her rare and so easy to love. Casey loves Tobias's bright attitude. His "everything's going to be fine" sunny attitude. When he applies that toward them, it's captivating.
Ethan & Kaycee: Initially, for Ethan, it was Kaycee's mind the man is a sapiosexual, and I'll die on that hill. But, as he got to know her, it was also her heart. Her intelligence drew him in, her kindness hooked him. With Kaycee, it's his vulnerability - something very few see - but she does. At first, it was something she sensed and wanted to help nurture, but as time goes on, it's the fact that he's that way with so few, but he is willing to be completely vulnerable with her, and she knows how special that is.
Eli & Zoe: For Eli, it's Zoe's bright, sunny attitude in spite of all she's been through. When he lost his family, he shut down and shut out the world. Zoe continues to find a bright side, still loves, and tries to spread joy, no matter what she's endured, and he's mesmerized by it. For Zoe, it's Eli's heart. She could see how big it was, even when he was acting like a boorish ogre. And as he falls in love with her, that heart just grows and grows.
Trystan & Carolina: Trystan is amazed by how hardworking & devoted she is, and how unimpressed she is with wealth & the life he leads. She's unlike anyone he has met before, and it helps him believe she loves him for him... not for what he can offer. For Carolina, it's the sweet, wide-eyed boy that resides inside that cocky, self-assured man. It's the first thing that clued her into him being so much more than he was on the surface.
Ethan & Eva: These two get each other. In many ways, they are the male/female version of the other. Initially, that leads them to butt heads quite a bit, but as time goes on, it bonds them.
9. What do they dislike most about the other? Why?
Tobias & Casey: The thing that irritates her most at first is his vast wealth. He can live too extravagantly, and that goes against her own values. Also, sometimes, he just doesn't understand how the other half lives. He has some knowledge because his mother's family was not wealthy, but from his own perspective, it can still be hard. Casey works on this, and they bridge their differences, but it can still come up at times.
At the start of the relationship, it was Casey's insecurity. Though, he tried to be patient as he understood she was coping with PTSD, and his rep didn't help her feel that she wouldn't be enough for him. But in time, they had to work on that, or it was clear their relationship wouldn't work. After that, it's something pretty trivial... leaving her make up all over the counter in the bathroom. In the future, he makes sure she has her own bathroom. lol
Ethan & Kaycee: Ethan will soften a bit, but he will remain Ethan... and sometimes, that sarcastic ass-ism will get out of hand. He's not going to suddenly be warm and fuzzy with interns (and sometimes others). Kaycee will think he takes it too far, and they will have spats about it.
While not to pathological levels, Kaycee is a people pleaser. This sometimes puts her and her family, in situations Ethan would prefer not to be in. This is an area where they will sometimes have confrontations.
Eli & Zoe: This is the same thing, in different ways. Eli remains very suspicious of most people, and Zoe remains trusting (in general) despite learning she shouldn't always be. They tend to drive each other a little crazy with this.
Trystan & Carolina: I'm not 100% sure yet - but I think Carolina will need to be running around and pulling him back from things while rolling her eyes more often than she anticipates. And Trystan will be pouting that she's spoiling his fun (though she'll make up for it!)
Ethan & Eva: See the things they like about each other. They're very similar, so they get each other. But they also see the things they don't like about themselves in the other at times, and that's not easy to do.
Thanks for the ask, @trappedinfanfiction! 💖💖💖
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leonicscorpio · 4 years ago
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Batboy Headcanons because I made this for me but you all can enjoy this too if want. (May contain mild NSFW)
Dick:
Has a weird relationship with unwanted gaze and the attention he receives because of his physique. He genuinely likes the attention but he draws the line when people start getting touchy. Just because he's shirtless working out doesn't mean he gave you consent to touch him.
Has good dieting skills but he's in his mid-late 20's and his metabolism has 0 signs of slowing down. He once ate a whole xl bag of M&M's in front of Steph and Babs and both said they wanted to murder him because he won't gain a pound.
Dick has ADHD and I'm sorry if you don't think otherwise. He has hyperactive type ADHD and while he's gotten better at controlling his symptoms he still stims stretching and flexing his arms and shaking his arms.
While not so much in Gotham, Dick is very politically active and volunteers at voter registration and working with organizations with the mission of police demilitarization in Blüdhaven.
Dick is a very sexually driven individual. However, I don't think it's entirely healthy. His ADHD also comes into play with this but Dick just needs to have a release at least twice a day or he'll feel physically sick.
I don't know if you all have seen male gymnasts. But Dick, like the rest of them, has FREAKSISHLY large biceps. Everyone talks about Dick has the best ass in the bat family and while Jason may be larger and stronger, Dick has the best physique.
Dick's apartment is littered with sticky notes in places such as the fridge/in front of his computer. If it's not written down and in a place where he can't ignore it, it's not going to get done.
I'm sorry I know everyone says his birthday is in March but I have to go to the older Nightwing comics and say his Birthday is December 1st. I want you to look me in the eyes and tell me this man doesn't give off Sagittarius energy. You can't. I respect you but you can't look at that and tell me that man isn't a Sagittarius or has super heavy Sag in his birth chart.
Dick's at home doing nothing but chilling? You best believe he's gonna be shirts off, tits out, and rocking some blue flannel PJ's.
Dick is currently the only member of the family asides from Barbara who is regularly attending therapy. And he actively encourages each of his brothers and sisters to go every time.
After his Agent 37 days. He sits down with Jason and talks about having to use a gun and how hard it was. And how having to kill people has affected him. When he had to kill the KGBeast (Agent 37 days he snapped his neck) I headcanon Dick just trauma v*mit*d. Jason hugged him and just consoled him.
It's canon that Dick has anger issues but to me, it's not explored or talked about enough and not a lot of people like to talk about it. Dick is very much the 'if I ignore it it'll go away' type when it comes to his anger and he can brush most insults or harassment off fine enough. But when he breaks, he makes Jason look like a saint. I'm talking slamming you into a wall and screaming in your face angry. He'll be profusely apologetic afterward but still.
Despite popular belief, I don't think he's that bad of a cook. He's just not very experimentative. He can follow a recipe and does look at some guides. But to me, Dick Grayson just is that guy who is like Chicken veggies and rice are a meal that I can cook 4-6 times a week.
Dick has a slight fear of dentists. He doesn't have bad teeth and has good dental health. He just doesn't like the idea of a drill going in his mouth and the few times Bruce has to take him to a dentist he had a panic attack every time.
Everyone lives for the fics where Jason beats the shit out of Tim and everyone is just like lol well Bruce and Dick just forgives him. No. When Dick found out it was Jason who beat Tim to the ground, Dick was literally seething and told Jason "Pick on someone your own size or else I'll make you wish you back in that f'ing coffin."
Dick's favorite foods (some based in Canon*): Milk Chocolate*, Cereal*, Asparagus, Bananas, Banana flavored candy, Hawaiian Pizza* (suffer its canon) Rum, thanksgiving Turkey.
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Jason:
He may be the self-diagnosed black sheep (rightfully so) of the family, but Jason does genuinely love spending time with his siblings. Whether it be sharing memes with them on social media or just randomly showing up where they are and abducting them to go get ice cream/coffee/snacks.
He'd probably attempt to harm you if you told him this to his face. But he is the closest acting to Bruce out of all of the family. In terms of mannerisms and inherent warmth and kindness behind a dark façade.
Has two moods: either exceptionally, almost neat-freak levels of clean, or his life is completely falling apart and Jason can't tell you for sure what color his floors are because there's so much stuff scattered about.
Despite their initial hatred of each other, Jason truly feels closest to Tim and Tim is the only person asides from maybe Barbra who he can just talk to without feeling any judgment.
Jason only smokes when he's extremely nervous about an operation or a hit. For those who don't know criminal justice cigarettes are the fastest way to get genetic material on someone. That being said he does still like to smoke occasionally.
Me, plus a lot of people give him this sort of 'Lazarus Rage' as I like to call it. When he's in the heat of a mission or if he's getting upset/angry his vision will get blurred with green, and it feeds on his anger and just gets perpetually harder to contain until he releases it. Jason has gotten much better at controlling it. But as he will tell Tim or Babs, he's "seeing green" which means they need to be careful because Jason could kill.
Everyone says Dick is the mother hen. I see you, I accept you, but let me raise you. Jason came to realize that he died because of his rash decision to go after The Joker alone. If Jason finds any of his siblings out acting alone, or even at the very least without Oracle. Jason WILL forcefully interject himself and ask them what the fuck they think their doing.
I've said it before and I'll say it again. Trying to get close to Jason is hard. He will degrade you can attempt to try to get you to hate him before he lets you in (that cheeky Tsun of him)
He genuinely cares for and supports all of his siblings but has been rough on them needlessly. But if Bruce is being the distant or absent parent he is, you better believe if any of the siblings drops him a text or a call, Jason will be there in a heartbeat.
He's the most physically powerful of the whole Bat Family. You don't understand because of his time in the League, his time with the All-Caste, and having abused Venom for a time, he can snap an arm bone like it's a carrot with little effort.
Everyone in the family likes dogs and goes out of their way to gush over a dog, but Jason takes it to a whole new level. And even when he's masked up dogs just gravitate to Jason.
Can and has grown a beard in a matter of a few days. He usually likes to be clean shaven but some days he likes to wear a beard just to throw everyone off.
One time him, Steph, Tim, and Duke all went to a restaurant (Red Robin lol) and the waitress got his order wrong and his burger had raw tomatoes on it, Jason took the tomatoes off and ate it while looking absolutely miserable. Tim: Jay why did you eat that you didn't have to you know you could have asked the server to fix your burger. Jason, almost in tears: "She works really hard and she tried and I'm a scary dude I don't want to make her upset.." Duke: "... Jason you literally shot at a cop for looking at you funny the other day. But you're afraid of upsetting a waitress?!? I mean ACAB but dude.. "
Jason's happiest big brother moment™ was taking Tim and Damian to the shooting range and watching them both get their first bullseye.
You can't tell me Jason Todd was into the Emo/Screamo/Warped-Tour Scene. His favorite bands/Albums in no particular order, That's the Spirit (Literally the whole album is Jason Themed and I'm gonna die on this hill) & Sempiternal by Bring me the Horizon, Digital Renegade & Everyone's Safe in the Treehouse by I See Stars, The Resistance: Rise of the Runaways by Crown the Empire,
Jason Todd's favorite foods: (Also some based in Canon*) Burgers, Chili Dogs*, Lager-style beers, Freshly baked bread*, Neopolitan ice cream, grilled corn, and Chinese Chicken noodle soup with Duck.
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Tim:
This boy *slaps car roof* gives off so much asexual energy. I know New 52 exists but I just feel like Tim is the person who really, REALLY has to trust you and like you before he's sexually active with you.
HYPERFIXATES. You also can't tell me Tim isn't on the spectrum/or has ADHD.
Is the only member of the family who regularly checks up on Jason and talks to him every day via text message. The two are memelords together and love to play pranks on the other members.
While Dick may give the most frequent hugs and Jason gives the tightest, most secure hugs, Tim's hugs are always the warmest and make you just feel good.
Tim's birthday is July 19th. Meaning he's a Cancer. Let that sink in.. no, really let that information just soak. (Note I have nothing against Cancer women, cancer men however....)
All of the bat boys really struggle with talking about their feelings. Dick will manipulate you into changing the subject via twisting it to be about you, Jason will just cut you off or will ignore you, Damian will deflect everything and harass you until you stop, Tim however, Tim is very emotional and while he's very calculated about who he's emotional with, he's not afraid to break down and cry if he trusts you.
Everyone who says he's the level headed Robin haha how's it feel to be WRONG. Tim is at best the least functional college student and at worst a lemming. 'No Tim, coffee isn't a meal I'm going to make you some food or I'm going to stick you in a room with Damian for an hour.' Richard (Dick) John Grayson.
People overblow how addicted to caffeine Tim is. But it's true. Just overblown. You can talk to him before he's had his caffeine just don't expect him to be anything but curt and blunt.
Everyone says Jason would be the worst at texting but it's Tim. He's the master of leaving you on read. While Jason may do it on purpose, Tim is just really bad at texting people and while he always will read your messages he forgets to respond unless it's really funny or really pressing.
Everyone sees Tim as this bean pole super skinny boy Robin. Tim may not be stacked like Dick or a freaking tank like Jason, but Tim is NOT super skinny. He's just as muscular and likes to work out as anyone, but he just is super lean, so he looks a lot bigger and his muscles are more defined because of how thin his skin is. He has those almost disgusting spider veins on his arm. Kind of gross to look at, but he's the dream of any nurse. This means Tim is also the king of accidentally sending/posting thirst traps.
He really is the glue of the Bat Family. Everyone kidnaps Tim for 'Tim Time'.
Dick likes to spar with and in general just hang out with Tim. Tim tried to teach Dick how to skateboard and you'd think the boy who mastered the trapeze would know how to skateboard but you'd be wrong.
Babs and Tim always hang out and talk about computer stuff and Babs knows she can vent to Tim about anything and he won't say a word.
Tim and Steph were a thing for a while and even though they're just friends now, they still are very close and the two have a very deep bond, liking to shop with each other and watch movies,
Cass just loves to be around Tim because of how calming he is but also she knows she can spar with him AND Cass can also skateboard with Tim too.
Even though him and Damian are always fighting, the two still end up being together and have this unspoken bond. They work great together on a team but other than that they still hate each other.
And while everyone still is hesitant around Jason, and despite the fact that Jason literally beat Tim to within an inch of his life, AND would still trigger Tim and taunt him about it. The two have this odd closeness that rivals even him and Steph. Tim will always be the first to bat for Jason. Jason was Tim's Robin. And despite the fact Jason literally beat it into Tim's head to "never meet your heroes." Tim will always be there for Jason should he ask. The two are just close. And it's hard to describe. Bruce has caught Tim and Jason just platonically sleeping next to each other or just doing their own things shoulder to shoulder silently, just enjoying each other's company.
Tim and Duke also have a really positive relationship with one another and the two can stay up all night just talking about anything. Their minds just mesh well together. The two also love to team up and prank the other members of the Batman Family.
Tim's favorite ASMR/Stim? Watching those Tik Toks of people cleaning computers or cleaning phones. The sound of an air duster is like music to his ears and if any of the Bats need their technology cleaned it secretly makes Tim so happy to help them.
Wear his hair up or wear his hair down? It depends! While Tim likes his long hair he also has gotten plenty of compliments for his short hair and likes to style it to suit any occasion.
My one pet-peeve with Tim is that he probably is that person who lets his privilege show from time to time. While he was essentially raised to just sit down, shut up, and be a perfect trophy son to the Drake's. The Drake's were in the same tax bracket as Bruce and Tim definitely was a rich kid. He never means to come across as spoiled, but sometimes Jason will give him harsh looks if Tim just throws away food he doesn't like or says things like Chipotle is 'poor people food'
Tim Drake's favorite foods (you know by now*) Donuts*, Shallot and Artichoke Pizza with Canadian Bacon* (odd choice but it could work) Artichokes in general are his favorite vegetable, Strawberries, and Beef Pho.
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Damian:
I headcanon that he has the worst teeth of all of the Bat Boys and he actually has to use lingual braces. (Hence why you can't see his braces)
Canonically is a very good artist and while him and Tim don't get along, Tim introduced Damian to digital art and gave him a photoshop pack and a nice tablet for his birthday one year and Damian loved it so much.
Damian is a capricorn and I will die on this hill. A January capricorn too.
Now you want a good chef? You've got Damian. Having converted to veganism Damian has had to get creative whenever he goes out to eat so he tends to like to eat more home cooked foods. Damian loves all matters of mushrooms, eggplant, and bell peppers.
Damian really struggles the most with his wanting to just be a normal kid. Despite the fact he will dismiss you for it, anytime he gets to spend at Gotham Academy with Jon and the rest of the kids he's naturally the happiest.
Damian LOVES to give gifts. He loves the look on people's faces when they are shocked when they actually get something from Damian.
Despite the fact that he's been traumatized from both his times with Ra's and Talia as well as with Bruce. He just wants Bruce and Talia to be together because he loves them both equally.
While he's the least flexible and least gymnastic of the Robins do let your guard down around him. He is the fastest runner and the guy is rivaled only by Jason in terms of lethality.
So someone (Jason Todd & Duke Thomas) introduced Damian to trap music and ever since anytime his phone gets stolen people will be shocked to find he's listening to some combination of Lil' Yachty, X, Kendrick Lamar, Wiz, and Kodak.
If any random person tries to hug Damian he'll immediately push them away, he'll bitch and moan about just about anyone hugging him other than Bruce & Dick.
Damian loves to go to the beach/the ocean. He just thinks it's so vast and he loves the brineness of the air. Also being half white, quarter middle-eastern and quarter Chinese (Yes everyone forgets Talia is half Chinese) Damian gets DARK. And although he's just okay as a swimmer he still likes bogeyboarding and eventually wants to learn how to surf.
I'm genuinely afraid once Puberty is done with this kid and everyone in the family is. He has Bruce Wayne AND Talia Al-Ghouls genes and those are two SEXY human beings. Damian's gonna grow a beard one day and people aren't going to know how to act.
Damian secretly plays Fortnight and not even Jon knows. He doesn't want to get shamed. He'd rather lose a match and ruin his streaks than deal with the shame of anyone in that family finding out he plays Fortnight.
Damian Wayne's favorite foods (canon*) Cereal*, Avocados, Grilled Tempeh, his mom's Tabbouleh, Mushroom Tacos, and Vegan Sushi rolls, and grape juice.
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Duke Thomas
Duke is like, freakishly good with a piano, and he picked it up naturally!
Also everyone says Tim brews the best pot of coffee in the Bat Family, cue to everyone's surprise when Tim was sick one day and couldn't make a pot. Only to find the coffee was freaking amazing. Duke didn't take any credit at first until Alfred let it slip that Duke was the one who brewed the pot.
Duke being the only Meta of the family originally thought he was the double-token because he was a Meta and a black boy. Needless to say his fears were seriously unfounded the moment he got to know everyone.
Although he somewhat fears Jason and his temper initially, he and Jason have one of the closest relationships in the family. If Tim isn't around to bat for Jason, Duke will happily take his spot. The two work on each other's bikes and grew to share the same taste in music.
Duke uses his Photokenetic powers as a force for good and for shenanigans. Jason wants to play a prank on Dick and Damian while Dick is reading Damian a story? Duke will hide Jason in the shadows and will cover up his shadow. Alfred dropped something in the dark? You better believe Duke will find it in 3 seconds or less.
Duke makes it a point to visit his parents every weekend to talk to them. Although they are making some progress in their recoveries, it's still slow going. Eventually, he starts bringing members of the family to see his parents. It started with Cass, then Jason, and the rest followed suit.
Duke loves playing video games with Damian and even helps Damian beat some tougher levels when Damian is about to rage and destroy the console.
Duke is into Magic the Gathering and you cannot tell me otherwise. Duke also is the DM for the Bat Kids annual D&D games. I can and will make a D&D Batfam Headcanons if asked.
Loves Pho just as much as Cass and Tim and they all call it a date night every now and then where they can go to a hole in the wall pho place. It's really a secret between the three of them.
DUKE THOMAS IS THE BEST SWIMMER OF THE BAT BOYS AND I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL. HE JUST THRIVES IN THE WATER.
Finding out his birth father is a supervillain was really tough for him. He went into a shell for a little bit afterwards. Cass and Steph were there to help talk him out of his funk.
Duke Thomas's favorite foods (lol what canon DC hasn't acknowleged our boy in a while..) Chicken Pho, Thai Iced Tea, Papaya, Crab Cakes, Italian Hoagies, his mom's Lemon Poundcake, mint chocolate chip ice cream.
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I hope y'all enjoyed! Up next (eventually) will be the Bat Girls!
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bumblesimagines · 4 years ago
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Part 13
Request: Yes or No
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You stared in awe as the jet flew into Wakanda. It had been even more beautiful in person. Most of the places you went to were cities. Wakanda had a lot of pretty views so you hoped you could at least stay for a day or two. You noticed the statue of a panther, humming softly before the city came into view.
"This place is gorgeous." Sam breathed out. You nodded, smiling softly.
"I bet you're more excited to see Bucky, huh?" Sam grinned, looking at you. You rolled your eyes, glancing at him and shrugging.
"So?"
"As long as he treats you right.. I won't fuck with him." Sam said, patting your shoulder. You shot him a look, raising your brows.
"Okay, I'll probably fuck with him a little." Sam winked, chuckling softly as the jet landed. You bit your bottom lip, trying to fight back a smile as you followed everyone off the jet. T'Challa and the Dora Milaje waited for everyone.
"Seems like I'm always thanking you for something." Steve said, shaking T'Challa's hand. Bruce cleared his throat, going to bow. You chuckled, shaking your head.
"We don't do that here." T'Challa said, waving him off. Bruce glanced at an amused Rhodes.
"How big of an assault are we expecting?" T'Challa asked, turning and walking towards the palace. Your gaze flickered around, looking for Bucky.
"Uh, sir, sir, a pretty big assault." Bruce responded. You met Wandas' teasing gaze, looking away with a soft huff.
"How we looking?" Natasha asked, glancing at T'Challa.
"We have my Kings Guard, the Border Tribe, the Dora Milaje, and..." T'Challa trailed off, motioning to Bucky. You smiled widely.
"A semi stable a hundred year old man." Bucky finished for him, smiling as he hugged Steve.
"I brought you a friend, Buck." Steve smiled, stepping aside. Buckys' smile widened when his gaze landed on you, arms opening. You walked forward, hugging him.
"Not the circumstances I expected but.. I'm glad to see you again." Bucky said softly, leaning back. You smiled up at him, feeling him gently touch your cheek with his new metal arm. Your gaze softened, gently leaning into his touch.
"Uhm.. When- When did this happen?" Bruce asked quietly.
"No clue." Rhodes answered, staring at you and Bucky. You stayed outside with Bucky and Sam, wanting to spend more time with him.
"I'll show you my place after all this. You'll be able to meet Aang and Korra in person." You giggled at Buckys' words, nodding. You had helped him name the goats he had bought after T'Challa got him a plot of land he could peacefully live in.
"We'll finally be able to watch the show together." You cooed, hand gently coming up to play with Buckys hair.
"Yeah, I can show you how to tend to the goats and you can help me start a nice garden." Bucky said softly. You raised your brows, grinning.
"Oh? So does that mean I'll be moving in with you?"
"Maybe.. If that's what you want, doll." Bucky replied, metal thumb gently rubbing your cheek.
"Yeah, I'd like that. You'll have to come with me to the family farm though. Everyones been dying to meet you." You told him softly. Bucky raised a brow.
"That's a first." He mumbled.
"So, are you two a thing or what?" Rhodes asked, motioning to you and Bucky. You looked at Bucky, waiting for him to answer though Bucky looked right back you. You stayed silent, head tilting slightly.
"Great answer, guys. Made me tear up a little." Sam said, watching you and Bucky. You rolled your eyes at him, feeling Bucky slither an arm around your waist, a cheeky smirk on his face.
"You two are big babies." You said, arms crossing. You looked up at the sky, frowning.
"Hey, guys?" The two looked up, seeing the chunk flying towards the city. Luckily, there was a barrier protecting the city.
"God, I love this place." Bucky whispered.
"(Y/N), come up. I'm gonna need you here protecting Vision." You heard Steve say, nodding. You licked your lips, hesitating before giving Buckys' cheek a quick peck. You quickly walked away, following one of the guards to where Vision was. You could hear Sam teasing Bucky through the earpiece, chuckling softly. You entered the room as the others left, glancing at Vision.
"You'll be okay." You said softly. Vision nodded, though he was unconvinced. You stood beside Wanda, watching from the window. Your brows furrowed when you noticed the millions of creatures running at the barrier. The first few died but some eventually made it in.
"I should be down there." You said softly. You turned your head when Shuri asked if T'Challa wanted to open the barrier. You swallowed, looking at Wanda.
"I'll be fine." Wanda said, giving you a nod. You turned, leaving the room. You quickly left the building, using wind to boost you into the air and towards the battle. You landed near Bucky, raised your hand and getting the stream of water to shoot forward, catching a bunch of aliens in it. You raised up the water, seeing the aliens trying to get out of the large bubble.
"Sam!"
"Got it!" You made the water let the aliens go, Sam shooting rockets at them and making them explode in the air. You moved your arm, moving it forward in a swinging motion and making the aliens infront of you fly back to the barrier, getting electrocuted and fried.
"Damn.." Bucky whispered. You grinned, shrugging lightly. You rose up into the air, hands moving in front of you and shooting out fire at the ones entering through the part of the barrier that was open. A spear like weapon came flying at you so you dodged it, only for it to come fly back and hit you. You got electrocuted, losing focus and falling to the ground.
"Fuck, that's gonna leave a bruise." You groaned, sitting up and rubbing your shoulder.
"You okay?" Bucky and Sam asked simultaneously.
"Yeah, I guess. Surprised my shoulder didn't get dislocated cause of that alien bitch."
"Woah, (Y/N)." Sam chuckled, shooting at some aliens.
"What? She threw that spear shit at me. She kind of deserves it." You noticed the aliens rushing towards you, bringing your hand up and above you. The ground below you broke off and rose, making you sigh in relief.
"Sam!" You shouted when he was knocked down by an alien. You lifted him up with air, glancing at Bucky. Sam was able to fly again so you focused on Bucky, bringing him to you.
"You okay?" You asked softly.
"Thanks for asking, (Y/N). I'm doing amazing." Sam said sarcastically as he flew by. Bucky rolled his eyes, panting softly. He had a scratch on his cheek.
"Kiss it better?" Bucky breathed out, head tilting.
"Not very hygienic." You replied, chuckling softly. You plucked a flower from the hovering chunk, resting it against Buckys cheek. It withered as the scratch healed.
"Thanks, doll." Bucky breathed out, picking up his gun and pointing it forward. You shielded your eyes when a beam shot from the sky, an axe flying out and hitting the aliens. When the beam went away, you spotted Thor. Thor and his two odd looking friends charged forward, attacking every alien in sight.
"Hop off, Bucky." You said, watching him nod and jump off. You let the chunk of ground drop on the aliens below you, cringing at the guys and blood the spewed out.
"That's nasty." You muttered, turning to face the others. You focused on a group of aliens attacking some Wakandans, one hand rising and using the air to make the Wakandans rise before the other hand moved to open up the ground beneath the aliens. You made the ground close again, safely placing them down. You felt the ground begin to tremble, seeing the trees being knocked down. Something rose from the ground.
"What the hell is that?" You watched it, noticing it looked like wheels with spikes. More rose up, taking out both aliens and people. Wanda flew down, saving Natasha and Okoye. You focused on one, making large roots fly up, raising the machine and wrapping around it until it was crushed completely.
"Guys, we have a Vision situation." Sam called.
"Someone go help Vision!" Steve said, punching an alien.
"I got him!"
"On my way-" You heard Wanda cry out, turning and seeing her rolling down at small hill. Natasha and Okoye were there so you weren't too concerned.
"I'll go too." You called, rising up and following Bruce to the small wooded area. Bruce took care of the big guy so you focused on the other guy.
"Nice seeing you here again, asshole." You mumbled as you landed. The alien sneered, glaring at you. He ran forward, swinging a staff around. You raised your hand, blasting him back with fire. You heard Bruce trying to get Hulk to help but it was useless.
"Useless without your powers, huh?" The alien stood.
"Yeah, I've heard enough of that in movies. I'm happy using my powers to kick your ass." You shrugged. He scowled, charging forward again. You let him get close, grabbing his staff thing when he swung it and grabbing him by the throat with a burning half. You could feel and hear his skin sizzling, staring into his eyes as he groaned. You cried out when something stabbed your thigh, letting him go briefly. He took the opportunity to knock you onto the around. He raised his weapon but Vision quickly threw him back.
"Are you alright, (Y/N)?" Vision asked. You slowly sat up, grabbing the handle of the dagger.
"Well, I just got stabbed but other than that, I'm pretty good." You breathed out, pulling the dagger out. Blood quickly spilled out of the open wound but stopped once you began healing yourself. You looked up, seeing Vision being tossed to the ground. Steve came running at the alien, shoving him back. You stood up, slightly limping towards Vision and helping him up.
"You can't fully heal yourself, can you?" Vision looked at you in concern.
"I'll be fine." You assured him softly, looking over at Steve. You thrusted your hand forward, making a root impale the aliens head.
"Thanks."
"No problem, Cap."
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Tags: @geek-and-proud
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cappymightwrite · 3 years ago
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cappy release the ass rankings, do it for the clout (though I live in fear of having to see that picture of Ned’s hairy ass again)
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In the notes for this ASSk, I mentioned that I was tempted to do a Stark ass ranking, and looks like the people have spoken so...
First and foremost, let's establish a scoring system. I'm going to go with a grading out of FIVE (5) peaches 🍑🍑🍑🍑🍑 Also, apologies to the original ass anon, but I'm going to be ranking according a general ass vibe, not soley the hairiness of said ass (or arse? since I'm a Brit, lmao... also fuck me, the pain of writing that sentence, christ alive). So 5/5 peaches, that's a mighty fine ass, 1/5... you get it... (actually that might be more of a 0/5).
But what does make a good ass? Yeah, that's right, I looked it up.
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“I like the Goldilocks [comparison]," Dr. Kerri Johnson of UCLA says. "Goldilocks only evaluates her man to be more attractive when he’s just right -- the hyper-masculinity is perceived as kind of threatening. ... Having large muscles is not the same thing as having toned muscles; big, bulky muscles are perceived as less attractive than well-toned, moderately sized muscles."
There's a delicate balance in the middle, where "too little is unattractive and too much is unattractive." [source]
^So that's something to consider, lmao. This idea of balance.
Next point to address... who we ranking? I'm thinking we go back to Robert's Rebellion era, as well as the current timeline:
Rickard Stark
Brandon Stark
Eddard "Ned" Stark
Benjen Stark
Robb Stark*
Jon Snow*
*For these two... I'm just going to pretend they are closer to the show ages, but I'll be basing my judgement on book characterisation.
So... let's all channel our inner Tina Belcher and press onwards!
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Rickard Stark
Old man Stark himself. According to awoiaf.org, he apparently he had a long, stern face with quiet dignity. No mention of his ass though. So, as with all of these, my ranking will be influenced by vibes, by characteristation, etc.
We all know this guy for his "southern ambitions"... so an ambitious man, a proud man, a man who believes in having the best — according to awoiaf.org, Rickard owned steel armour with golden spurs... fancy. Oh, the irony then, that this man had a less than impressive ass. That's right. It's all about overcompensating for this man. It's all about overcompensating for that borderline FLAT (probably hairy, coz Ned had to inherit it from someone) ASS.
Back in the day, prior to the you know... being murdered, he tried to cover it with long leather jerkins, he never allowed you to view him from behind so would exit rooms by walking backwards... but alas... the less said about old man Stark's arse the better.
As coined by @istumpysk, Rickard was for sure suffering from a "lower extremity impairment."
Score = 🍑
Brandon Stark
This is tough, because I wanna say Brandon inherited that flat Hank Hill ass from his father, but Brandon is canonically meant to be hot stuff — not THE hottest Stark, mind you, but still. So, while I think his fuckboi energy deserves a 1 peach rating... I mean, he did beat up Littlefinger so... I think, when it comes down to it, he had an average looking arse. Like, from all that simping that Barbrey Dustin does about him, you'd think it was glorious, but really... not so much.
So, in a way… it loses points for its deception.
Coz I think it actually looked deceptively good in leather breeches, which added to his hot mystique, but once those clothes came off? Kind of so so. Kind of a oh, that's it vibe. Like, it's fine, but nothing to write a raven home about, you know? Without the presumably tight leather trousers containing it, giving it form, definition, that ass lacks curvature. It lacks verve, bounce, a... plushness. It's not exactly flat, and he is a muscled guy, but that is just part of the problem — you try to smack that ass, you breaking a hand, my friend. Like Dr. Johnson noted, hyper-masculinity in an ass is not attractive, it's just not it, and I think that's part of Brandon's problem here, and that parallels/compliments his wolf-blooded, macho, fuckboi character tbh.
Also, probably inherited papa Stark's hairy ass, which again plays into the hyper-masculinity of it all. But hey, no judgement Barb.
An optical illusion of an ass, if you will.
Score = 🍑🍑
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Eddard "Ned" Stark
Canonically... a hairy-assed motherfucker according to THIS image from the graphic novels:
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(Special thanks to @kellyvela for being the custodian of this image, because otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to find it!)
Now, from the clenched fist, one can assumed that that ass in tensed... and more often than not, it probably remained that way, coz there was so much for Ned to be tense and stressed over, lmao. And Jesus Christ... it's hard to ignore the hair, it really is. Most likely it was difficult to overcome the Stark Hairy Ass™ gene, as we have seen in the previous two enteries.
That being said, I'm trying to consider this arse in a more relaxed state... and I think it's got a decent shape to it, let's be fair here. I think we're finally getting somewhere. I mean, you'd hope for Ned's sake that he had some cushioning on that ass during all those Hand of the king meetings, sitting on that god awful throne. If you were to spank that bum, you'd get some decent plush push back I'd say — miles better that the absolute void of his father's arse and the brick wall of Brandon's.
So, yeah, he may have been the more solemn, plainer brother in comparison to Brandon, but when it came to the ass lottery? Cat did alright for herself in the end. No harm, no foul (apart from the hair).
A respectable enough ass. But by no means sensensational.
Score = 🍑🍑1/2… 🍑🍑🍑 with some waxing
Robb Stark
*the Tully genes have just entered the chat*
Ok, this was tough, because I almost switched these two half-brothers *cough* cousins *cough* around. But then I remembered that Robb is described as "muscular", and that made me ponder this a bit more closely. Now, I think the hot Tully genes resulted in a pretty good ass for Robb, certainly better than his father's. I also think he managed to swerve the Stark Hairy Ass™ just as his did the Stark Look™ in general.
For all that Robb made mistakes in his kingship, one thing that never failed him was his peachy lil ass. Spankable for sure. A good look in tight leather, and good look out of it too.
But it's his more muscular bod that lets him down a little... it doesn't quite show off the ass to its full potential. The shoulder to hip ratio for Robb is less pronounced, I feel, than Jon's say, and thus that is where he loses points. That being said, this is a fine young ass that, had it lived, might have, in the right, flattering light, reached four (4) peaches out of five one day. But as things stand...
Score = 🍑🍑🍑1/2
Jon Snow
*the Targ genes have just entered the chat*
Straight away, the curse of the Stark Hairy Ass™ has been eliminated. It's not something to worry about with our boy Jon. I mean, I'm not a genealogist (if you couldn't tell), but I'm telling you that the one (1) perk of the Targs interbreeding is that they filtered out the hairy ass gene a long time ago, probably circa Valyria era.
Now, as we know, Jon is "slender" where Robb is "muscular" (AGOT, Bran I), so that's something to consider. With that in mind, I think Jon has a sweet little twink butt. A real peach of an ass. It's potentially the prettiest thing about him — an interesting contrast to his otherwise typical, solemn Stark Look™. In a way, it hints towards his inherent Otherness, the fact that Ned isn't his real father, plus his "lusty" bastard nature, if you will. That's why I think it beats out Robb's bum, certainly character-wise, if not in the hip to shoulder ratio. Indeed, I think it would be interesting if Jon has a mighty fine tush, because it sets him even more apart from the Starks.
It's an ass with the power to Other. You spank that tush and you won't be left wanting, I'll tell you that for free, my friend.
Because Jon has an ass that, unlike his uncle Brandon’s, is no illusion. It looks great in leather breeches, as well as out of them. It's smallish, matching his slender hips, but perfectly formed. It has that duality of both being adorable and hot property. A hot piece of ass real estate.
Good for you, Jon. You honestly deserve that peachy lil bum.
Score = 🍑🍑🍑🍑
But let's not forget from whom you inherited that butt...
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Benjen Stark
I mean... who else was I going to rank at the top? Not only is this man somehow surviving out there in the cold wilderness, he also managed to avoid the curse of the Stark Hairy Ass™ AND his father's Hank Hill butt. What are the chances?! But that's Benjen for you... defying all the odds, somehow surviving in the face of extreme adversity. More than anyone else, he quite frankly deserves a great arse to go along with his textbook Stark Look™.
Because Joseph Mawle just is Benjen Stark, I feel like I'm justified in using him as a reference. And the reference I want to use is JM in s2 of Ripper Street... now, granted, the ass isn't the main focus of this scene, but still... the overall impression I get is that, like Jon's, it's a ass that pairs well with slender hips and wider shoulders. It's an ass that looks good in tight trousers... and out of them. It's an ass with everything that his father and elder brothers' lacked: verve, bounce, dare I say it... vulnerability, charisma.
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It's an ass that has endured and will endure.
An ass for the ages. An ass for all time. You spank that ass and you're going back for another swat, my friend. It's that inviting. That giving. It is, as noted by Dr. Johnson, the Goldilocks of asses. Just right.
Score = 🍑🍑🍑🍑🍑
Well... there you have it... my Stark ass ranking. Now, stop asking me about butts.
Thank you and good day.
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kid-karoshi · 3 years ago
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Death has no escape - Final Chapter
...Together, they hurried up the cellar stairs and sought shelter behind the house by a massive rock. Claudette began to do something to stop the bleeding. Ash had crouched down beside her. "Wait, you don't have to do this yourself. Let me help you." He hummed and tended to the wound extremely meticulously with the resources at hand. Until, in the last moment, he conjured up out of his back pocket another band-aid. He presented it like a trophy in front of her nose. This one was pink and had a thick print of a stupid looking bumblebee on it. At least this one seemed significantly fresher than the one he had given to Dwight. Responding to the questioning look, he gave a blunt attempt at flirtation, "There's more where that came from." Winking at her, already squeezing the tape tight. "Thanks for saving me, but wow...you could be my grandfather!" she snarked, leaning backwards while giving him a head-to-toe eye check. The grin fell off his face for a second upon that. "Ouch sweetie, I may have a bad knee, but I'm certainly not a grandpa. He gently placed his hand on hers and purred "Don't be sad, There was no future for us anyway." Claudette furrowed her forehead and withdrew her hand in disgust. "Come on sweetie, let's go save the others then."
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They crept across the area in a crouched posture. Claudette grabbed his forearm after a while and pointed to a hill. "There." she whispered.
"Really? They're completely tired of living..." he hissed back at her. Dwight and Felix had chosen a generator on a hill as THE final workpiece. This one, however, was located not far from a mighty gate. "Okay little lady, you just run straight ahead and hide in the bushes over there, when the electric supply is up, your sweet ass will only worry about opening the gate, do we have an understanding?" Claudette was about to argue that she wasn't going to be talked to like that, but by that time Ash had already gained a few feet of ground. All she had left was an exhausted gasp. She froze in shock at the sound she heard afterwards. Right next to her, the air flickered and the gurgling monster passed her by. It was too late to tell those men what was happening.
"Hi girls, do you have a spot left for me?" fluttered Ash as he joined the others. The machine had already made good progress. There were still a few little things to do. "Busy." he grumbled with satisfaction. "Is Claudette all right?" enquired Dwight.
"Sure she is. I've got her patched up. She's fine and now let's get this done. At the end, I'll give each of you a piece of cake as a reward." Ash grinned broadly.
Dwight lifted his gaze, spied his girlfriend and tossed his arm from left to right very energetically but also extremely awkwardly. Claudette, on the other hand, frantically pointed in his direction, which he completely misunderstood, after that he pointed at Ash and with an outstretched thumb he responded to her. Then, without waiting for the next reaction, he quickly continued with the fixing. Felix, however, interrupted his work and spoke in a reproachful voice. "You arrogant son of a bitch, you knew that we were risking our asses out here while you were playing the hero. I know you for maybe ten minutes, but that's enough to see what a pathetic fraud you are, admit it, you're a chickenshit, you don't have a plan, you're just reacting to the circumstances around here! You may be able to fool the others but not me!" Dwight faintly looked back and forth between the two, convulsively trying not to provoke a short circuit. "Guys, uh, so I think you should discuss this later," he stammered. Ash, on the other hand, lowered his head and grumbled to the ground, "You seem to think you're a pretty big deal yourself. Do you think I chose to be the 'hero'? Evil always finds me, it is obsessed with me. There is nothing but death around me and that has been the reality for far too long. But what cheers me up anyway today is that your snooty life is also about to change," he chuckled darkly.
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The chiming of the bell abruptly broke up their discussion. Dwight hopped to his feet and, with a cry of horror, he sprinted for the nearest shelter. As the ghostly figure revealed itself, the two men were still sitting at the machine, trying to crank it with their last ounce of strength. "Come on, come on, come on , damn it!" roared Felix "Get out of here!" screamed Ash at him, who also continued repairing. " Screw it! HHNGH!" groaned Felix as the killer's blade sped across his back, cutting the fibers of his designer suit, ripping open his flesh and severing some tendons of his scapula. At that moment, their eyes met. Ash snorted and lunged suddenly forward to knock Felix off the top of the hill and out of harm's way. As the killer, mesmerized detached the shredded skin from his blade, Ash sat right in front of him and plugged the last cable into the right connection. A shrilling sound was emitted and finally the exit gates had enough power to be opened. Claudette had taken position and immediately flipped the switch wich crackled electrifyingly. Dwight ran toward Felix and helped him up to drag him toward the exit gate. "NO! Ash is still up there!" he yelled painfully.
He was standing on top of the hill and noticed that the gate was already in the second phase, so it was going to burst open for the next few seconds. "Run, you fools!" he shouted. "... I've always wanted to say that, and now on to you, you ugly critter! Guess you think you're the greatest, huh?!" at this he bent his head back to stare brashly into the creature's face. The killer faced him with a growl, paused for a second, and to Ash's amazement, nodded in affirmation.
His eyes widened as he understood that he was now in serious trouble. He almost rolled himself over as he tried to make a run for it. At the same time, the exit gate sprang up with a loud clatter. His three teammates set out to leave this terror all behind. Beneath the great arches of the gate, Dwight and Claudette tried to heal the injured man, who was losing gallons of blood. Ash was running away " You better not let me find my shotgun...". That'll make you all get stale looking, you slowpoke! Then it's you who have to hide from ME! God have mercy on you, or whatever your kind is worshiping." He dragged the killer tauntingly behind him for a few more feet until he leapt through a boarded shack toward the exit. He turned his gaze to the others. At that very moment, his fate was sealed when his meniscus tore. And Ash knew it. *damn, not now the fucking knee!
The others screamed his name "Go!" He huffed as the enemy appeared behind him and cruelly struck him down with one hit. The wraith had gained in brutality and efficiency after the gate was opened, so it was practically impossible to avoid this curse. Felix felt terrible about the last words he had said to Ash. He wanted to undo everything he had said, but was dragged by his companions through the portal that prevented him from returning.
When Ash was picked up from the ground, badly injured, the pain seemed eerily familiar. After spending some time on his opponent's shoulder, he whispered in the killer's ear, "You could have just asked for my number, honey." who, visibly confused, dropped his victim right next to a hatch in the ground, from which a strange rumble and dark smoke rose. As the Killer was still reflecting on his feelings, the old man robbed himself into the dark abyss. Before he was closing the gate behind him, he raised his middle finger in the direction of the killer, who mournfully lowered his weapon.
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Felix and the others, who had been running for quite a while, reached a campfire, at which they settled down. "We're safe here," Dwight said, and took Claudette in his arms. Felix flopped down and buried his fingers in his hair. Everyone was exhausted to the utmost and stared silently into the flames. The oppressive silence was accompanied by the crackling of the dry wood. Suddenly Felix recognized the outline of a figure looking through the flames.
"What are those long faces about?" interrupted Ash the melancholy. Three astonished pairs of eyes locked on the badly battered man, who magically pulled out a sugar-coated mess from his denim shirt.
"Look, there's no blood on that piece of cake," he sneered, before joining the others and shared it among the survivors.
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runeterrankhaleesi · 3 years ago
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Hi may i have an avengers matchup for you love month special<3
Hi my name is rex, i’m queer and use they/them pronouns
have like a caramel colored skin-tone (i feel like saying im black may be easier but 🤷🏽‍♀️) and im 5’3. Rn i have a purple-pink short mullet and i have pretty curly hair, im pretty chubby but i have an hourglass shape (but i have super noticeable hip dips) , i got pretty big fucking tittes (not even in a bragging way, im a fuckin k cup bro😭) and thicc thighs(thicc thighs save lives, sorry i’ll stop). I dress pretty alternative but i cant just choose one subculture tho, i wear a lot of heavy eye makeup. I could say i dress kinda “showy” but thats kinda what only fits me, but also who gives a fuck.
Honestly I don’t really have a type. Tbh most of my relationships have ended pretty badly cause they ether only wanted something sexual from me or I was “too clingy” when i just wanted basic ass affection. But the most I want is someone who is physically affectionate (like kisses, cuddles, and hugs for days) also im ok with pda to an extent like i will hug and like cuddle you but im not gonna make out with your infront of others thats weird af.
Im a libra sun, scropio moon, and gemini rising. This means that im a pretty social person and always wanna hang out with friends and just have fun, but moon in scropio makes my emotions rlly haywire and kinda boosts any sorta negative emotion, which is hard when you have chronic anxiety and major depressive disorder. Which also means i take medication for it, which i forget a lot. And because of these things i have anxiety tics, where it ranges to making noices and twitching a bit to full on hitting myself and saying random shit. But I really like making people laugh, it makes me feel helpful, but im also good at being to mother figure for people. I also like playfully bantering with people, like i love you but will full on roast you and get into fake fist-fights. I am a bit of a violent person at times but I have a punching bag and boxing gloves which help a lot. But I only get that angry when someone uses an insecurity of mine against me or is talking bad about someone i love, cause it you do that im beating your ass. I do have a bit of body insecurities mainly about my hip-dips and stomach. But because im curvy i get hit on by adults a lot and its creepy as fuck.
My hobbies include art (painting, drawing), sleeping (because i stay up mad late😭✌🏽), reading comics, Marvel and D.C superheroes, and super villains, cartoons, and anime/manga.
My favorite music genre’s are rock, alternative, emo, rap, and a little bit if indie music.
Personality: funny, sarcastic, creative, kind, inappropriate and the right times. Like im not gonna pull out a dick joke in front of your family
I don’t really have a type and im queer so i dont have a gender preference, but anyone who’s love language is physical affection cause im a clingy bitch
I have a couple ideal dates. So the first one is like an indoor picnic and a movie, an arcade date, and a stargazing date where you get take out or fast food and drive up a hill to see the stars and you like cuddle n shit.
I pair you with...
CAPTAIN AMERICA!
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Why? Because...
Steve is an all round wholesome and romantic guy.
Yes, his love language IS physical AND verbal affection.
Honestly, he may not show it but he's touch-starved.
After work, he'd love nothing more than to lay with you in bed or in the couch and just cuddle, smothering you with kisses and compliments.
Saying things like: "I missed you." or "I couldn't stop thinking about you." while squeezing you in a hug.
His favorite places to rest his hands on are you stomach, thighs, and shoulders.
Your preference in clothes is totally fine with him! And he'll actively keep an eye out for any clothes that match your style.
Now, your eye makeup. Teach him how to do that because he'll want to put it on you next time.
Plus, you get to also put on him. And I'll tell you, this man will proudly wear it, around the Avengers compound, at work, or generally someplace else.
If somebody tells him that it doesn't look good on him, they can shove it. No one can tell Steve otherwise.
Steve's also a pretty social person, able to strike up a good conversation with just about anyone. He'd be more than happy to introduce you to the rest of the team. He has a little smile on his face everytime he sees you talking to HIS friends.
Most of the Avengers are understanding and patient. If you're a little down, they'll do their best to comfort and cheer you up. And that includes Steve.
If your anxiety gets a little too much for you, he'll take you somewhere quiet so you can breathe and gather your thoughts. He'll stay with you for as long as you need.
It's a good thing that you like being a mother figure because he needs help in straightening out his kids, especially Tony.
You'd definitely get into roasts fights with Tony or Sam. Now Steve would either be there to stop it or watch in amusement. (He's on your side but don't tell anybody that.)
A good thing is that Steve will help you work out your aggression as he also likes to hang in the gym and just bully that punching bag.
He'd also be interested in hobbies. Steve has a deep and good appreciation for beautiful artworks, and he'd want to binge watch some good ol' cartoons for fun. Now you can watch as much as you want and read as much you want as long as you go to bed the moment Steve says so. (He wants you to have a normal sleep schedule).
AND THANK GOD you're appropriate. He's thankful that you're not like Tony who makes inappropriate jokes, even if they're funny.
Dates are almost a daily thing. Since he's mostly out working, you know, saving the world and that stuff, he feels like he should repay you for leaving you for so long.
If you want an indoor kinda date, he'll cook up some food (he's a good cook) or order some if you want and pop in a movie or two on the tv.
Steve drives a motorcycle and a Santa Cruz.
He can take you out on his motorcycle for a ride around the city in high speeds or drive the Santa Cruz to a hill and park it there so you can both lay in the back and look up at the night sky, huddled together in a blanket.
💝~Happy Valentines Day!~💝
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charming-2d-boys · 4 years ago
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RENT AHEAD BABY:
i just read through the stories of a girl studying in the politics/business industry and I've been hit by the big sad and by how much I can be naive because, well, while I have big ambitions and want to work in the entertainment field and then expand my influence on lots of other and completely different categories, I didn't expect what she said, even tho I think I already knew and expected all of that. She talked a lot about manipulating your way to the top, faking bonds, analyzing people to find their weaknesses, manipulation, and I was stunned. In a bad way. Everything seems so fake as anyone could easily back stab you to get your place. When I think about it, I could do that, easily. But that's not how I work. I want to do big things, big, big, big things. I never learned to dream small and will never plan to. I want to create my own company and make it grow bigger and better, to have influence, a good one. But I don't want everything to be so fake. I might be a bit naive or a lot but I'm fine with that. I'll be naive. I'll believe in people who might backstab me. It's not as useful as being manipulative but I'll take it. I prefer being that and come back stronger than living in a tasteless world where my tone is overly sweet to make people believe I'm there for their own good. I'll have an overly sweet tone. But it'll be genuine, and I don't care if I'm crushed at the end, this is the hill I will die on, I've been born too attached to my morals and might have watched too much Naruto as a child.
-Yasu
Ps: hahaha, I cooled down after writing this and feel a bit embarassed now shdjsjs. Sorry if I come across as an idiotic idealist but I live to fulfill my pixie dream girl role in this lifetime~
Kind of a long rant ahead, just saying.
Damn, Yasu!
I was a little shocked and confused when I first read this, but then I actually understood what you meant and honestly, I’m feeling, thinking and acting the same way you do. I dream big and want to do certain things that I know won’t come easy or be easy to do. I have so many plans and I’m thinking about so many ways that I could reach them and sometimes it’s just so hard and frustrating!
But then, I think that if others can do it, so can I.
Unfortunately, all these messed up things happen everywhere, not just in entertainment, and I’m sure you know this as well.
I live in a country where corruption is something so... normal it’s actually sickening. It’s weird meeting someone in a very high position in society here who is honest; who doesn’t accept bribes; who actually wants to change something and do good. And they are so hated for that by those leeches who only want more: more money, more land, more things. They don’t care about those who suffer, as long as it’s not someone who they care about.
Powerful politicians, police officers, bishops, doctors etc.: accused of fraud, r*pe, money laundering, m*rder, bribery, manipulation, negligence, among many more, who get no punishment for what they do. Or it’s one of those investigations that either come out as “they did nothing wrong”, “there isn’t enough evidence” or the investigation just goes on and on and on.
I see that so often and I just can’t do it, not even if I tried, because I’d feel disgusted by myself and guilty.
I’d give some very, very recent evidence and examples of such cases, but I’d get very mad and frustrated, and I don’t want that.
I get it and I hope you and the others feel the same: no manipulation, genuine compliments, opinions, not going against your word or beliefs, no ass-kissing. I guess... be honest with yourself.
Just... be nice, as nice as you can. I’m not saying be a doormat, but be kind and polite and helpful whenever you can (and even want), but always be careful and listen to your gut feeling. Believe me, those things come back to you.
P.S.: excuse the rant, you just made me think about a lot of the things happening here. I hate some of those people - complete strangers, biggest assholes who can’t even be compared to animals, let alone human beings - with a burning passion and I hope I get to live somewhere better in a few years and far, FAR away from here (been planning for some time, hopefully, I make it 🤞).
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darringauthier · 4 years ago
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Wrong Turn (2021)
Genre: Horror
Who's In It: Charlotte Vega, Adain Bradley, Bill Sage, Matthew Modine, Tim Dezarn
Who Directed It: Mike P Nelson
Plot: Friends hiking the Appalachian Trail are confronted by 'The Foundation', a community of people who have lived in the mountains for hundreds of years.
Run Time: 1 Hour 49 Minutes
IMDB Score: 5.4
Metascore: 46
Why I Watched It: Well it's a horror re-boot of a film I saw and some of the sequels so I was intrigued, also it got some good reviews from critics I follow.
How I Watched It: Rental on PS4
Random Thoughts: First off the director is not the Mike Nelson from Mystery Science Theatre. It's important you know that he has a P in the middle of his name.
So this is I guess more of a re-boot than a remake cause this film is very different from the first one, I looked it up holy cow the first one came out 2003, for the record I thought it was fine, not great but not as bad as it couldn't have been. This one is a different plot so it's hard to say it's a remake more of hard re-boot it does have the same name so they brought this on themselves.
What I Liked: It was different than I thought it would be, so I'll give them that. The set up was cliched but I will say the whole Foundation thing and having Matthew Modine's character coming and trying to find out not only what happened but to rescue his daughter was at least a tweak to the horror formula. They use one of my most hated troupes, starting the movie at the end and going backwards but they tweaked that as well and it makes sense and it's not the ending, it was more three quarters of the way through.
The violence and kills were very gory and this film earned it's R rating, just going to warn you this is a hard R. Hard core and I will say this film had a very dark and uneasy tone to it. Very raw.
I wrote earlier that this film is very different from the 2003 one and the biggest difference is the villains, the 2003 it's crazed inbreed hillbillies here they're more of a cult living in the woods and they're way more unsettling. Easily what made the film watchable and different was the bad guys lead by Bill Sage, who is an underrated actor and also a genre superstar at this point of his career. He's scary cause he at first doesn't do anything evil, he's not crazy or a freak. He's a different kind of villain for this type of story. Also Modine is good here and very believable, he's the key in the film he makes it real, a father just trying to find his daughter. Also they play with the town he's in, they do the cliched trying to scare him off but they also help again different. I will also give props to Charlotte Vega, at first she seemed like a bland final girl but by the end of the film she pulls off the change and she's very believable, it was a case I judged a book by the character's cover. By the end she's bad ass, didn't see that in here at the beginning.
What I Didn't Like: It's too long, I write this a lot and I bitch and moan about long run times a lot but this is a hill I will die on, this film didn't need to be close to two horrors and I do think the pacing does drag the film down. The tone is very choppy and I think the reason is the run time, it needed to be tighter. Also the film did feel like two different movies coming together and it took longer than it needed to be. Not going to lie I was getting board about a hour in.
Now I did like some of the acting and writing but not all of it, the secondary actors weren't great especially the "victims" very cliched and very thinly written and of course a couple do very dumb things and yes we have the one really unlikable character. The film also has these people do something so dumb we as an audience not only roll our eyes but think you deserve this (not really, but you get what I mean) they do something they're told not two do several times. It's a very lazy and dumb plot device they put themselves in danger for no reason, well for one reason PLOT. Even though I liked Bill Sage and he was a great villain his followers were cookie cutter drones really, except one little girl, she kind of had a personality.
The reason the film is so long is they had like three endings and they do another thing that bugs me, the tacked on ending. The film ended twice just let it go, but they did a bad ass fan service ending that just didn't fit, it really felt unearned and tacked on for the sake of having more of a bang ending. I will warn you this last ending happens during the closing credits so stick with it cause it's a big change.
Final Thoughts: I'm torn on this one, there's some good stuff here but it's too long and boring in spots and it's a horror film I want unrelenting tension if I can. This is better than most re-boots and it does tell a different story.
Rating: 6, almost a 5.5 but I'll go 6, if you're a horror fan it's worth a watch.
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judgement-free-sideblog · 5 years ago
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Dancing lessons
Barry Berkman x reader
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Summary: Barry is finally cast in a feature, the problem? He said he could dance and now he can either disappoint Sally or found a way to learn some steps.
Warnings: Swearing, blood, violence, guns, cheating maybe.
Part 1 ● Part 2 ● Part 3 ● Part 4 ● Part 5 ● Part 6 ● Part 7 ● Part 8 ● Epilogue
Part 2
One week after the first time Barry meet Y/N he was nowhere near learning tango, let alone dancing on the level his stupid resume said he could, he only have ended with horrible pain on his knees, thighs and back. And he hasn't even practice dancing with music yet, apparently his instructor thought he first had to learn one basic step and repeat it a million times before he could start doing the "flashy and presumptuous" step, as she called them, that the director may want.
"You really don't have to worry" Sally said during breakfast, they have an agreement to spend the night at least twice a week in each other apartment but he could tell she rather if he stayed at hers since Jermaine and Nick didn't get along with her. "That girl you say is dancing with you, I just heard from Lindsay that she is totally sleeping with the director so probably the scene is an excuse to show her dancing talent and they will be focusing on her instead of you" She drank the rest of her orange juice and stood up quickly "God is so late" she checked her phone and gave him a kiss on the cheek before taking her purse and keys and rush to the door "I'll see you tonight ok? Good luck!"
"Bye, I love..." And then she was gone. "You" He finished his breakfast and took his own car to the studio where he had to finish filming his scenes.
"Barry you're here, excellent!" Andre said when he arrived, thankfully he was not the star of the film and he didn't have to listen the hundred of notes he had for the leads nor taking all the shit the PAs get from him. "Look" He said pointing at his tablet "Janice is on New York for three more weeks for a Ballet presentation, but she sent this to me, is the perfect choreography for the scene. What do you think?" He showed her a clip of Janice and some professional dancer with a song he didn't knew, probably in Spanish or Italian, dancing incredibly close, with several lifts and spins.
"Great" He said feeling dizzy "Flashy and presumptuous" He add really low.
"What was that?"
"Classy and marvelous, is a modern take on the Argentine style isn't?" He said repeating what Y/N had said to him the day before.
"I have no idea, but hey you are the expert" He gave him a pat on the back. "You can start rehearsing with Janice when she gets back" He didn't like that kind of touching, it reminded him of Fuches and make him feel uneasy.
"Sure, great, hey could you send me that video, you know to study her movements" he tried to sound casual and not frightened as he was.
"Yeah sure" he said and with a hand gesture urged him to move to the set where he got to start shooting.
The minute he was over he drove back to Y/N's studio and saw her giving her class to young girls all dressed as ballerinas, she was wearing a black seetrough dancing skirt over a leotard, and his eyes lingered on her legs a few seconds more than he should mesmerized as he was by the elegance she used to dance.
"Barry you are early" She saluted him with a smile, "Girls say hi to Mr. Block" she said at the mass of pink and white.
"Hi Mr. Block" They cheered.
"I'll be done in a few minutes but this really is a private rehearsal" She pat her lips with one finger thinking "Would you mind waiting upstairs? I mean I would hate for you to drive back home to come back in less than an hour, and the coffee place on this block sucks" She said and the girls start laughing "Don't tell your mothers" She quickly add.
"I don't want to be a burden"
"Oh nonsense, you are not, go upstairs, I have food on the fridge but I wouldn't recommend it since you are dancing later and the WiFi password is written next to the phone" She insisted and he finally accept.
The apartment was just a little bigger than the one he rented with Jermaine and had a nice walls on a blue shade that reminded him of the ocean. And a big window facing directly to the door, so the first thing you see when you entered were the rooftop of other buildings and the hills in the back.
He entered feeling himself as an intruder, but being honest that was a common feeling for him, even if he haven't break in any place in over a year, a very long year, and again the pain of thinking of Fuches maybe lurking around strike him in the chest.
He found a place to sit and after being 5 minutes in complete silence trying to not be alone with his thoughts he took out his laptop to watch the dance again. Next to the landline was a nice picture of Y/N on his wedding dress next to a man that must be her husband with golden letters and numbers written over: JPTLV150813.
Once he was connected he allow himself to look around, the living room was tastefully decorated and there were some framed paintings of wild flowers on the wall in purples and pinks. He glance at their dinner table in the other room next to her kitchen, and while he was still holding he picture his mind start wandering, maybe Sally would like to live with him in a place like that. Full of light and peaceful.
He picture himself waking every morning and walking towards the kitchen to make her breakfast, she getting out of the set exhausted, to get a glass of wine in the living room. Reading lines together in the couch, and falling asleep there watching a movie.
And then since he hadn't sleep wery well and Y/N couch was madly comfortable he fall asleep still holding the picture and suddenly Sally's face start fading away, and Y/N replaced her, in a blue version of the clothes she was wearing earlier, he saw himself dancing with her on the living room, a slow and romantic rhythm, and instead of her husband it was him smiling on the picture next to the phone. She would come upstairs tired from work and he would stop her at the door to give her a passionate kiss... then the sound of a gun going off came from the window and a blood stain start forming in her chest running and she collapsing on his arms, and then it was Sally lifeless body again who he was holding and she whispered before losing her breath You did this and fearful he looked at his own hand holding the gun...
"Barry?" Y/N's voice came from the door, and immediately woke up and shake those horrifying ideas from his mind.
"Here" He call from the couch and was careful enough to not look back and don't picture her covered in blood
"I'm so done, boy I'm glad you came upstairs, Amanda's mother is a pain in the ass, if she have seen you she would have called the cops or something" She said and sit in next of him, she was already wearing the heels she used to practice with him. "What you got there?" She said looking at the screen where the video of Janice was still on.
"Is the dance I'm supposed to do for the movie" He said glad to have something to said and he showed her the clip.
"Well... you are screwed" She said after it was finish and he gave her an imploring look. "I'm kidding, I mean is a monstrosity of showing off, and her technique is not perfect, but I'm pretty sure you can put together something, like Ed Sheeran on Thinking out loud". She said confidently.
"Who?" He asked with no idea of what she meant.
"He is a British singer, we are probably too old to know him, but couples come all the time trying to learn his routine for their wedding" She said, but his face was still puzzled "You are not very familiar with pop culture, for an actor living in L.A. I mean" She stood up and walked towards her kitchen "Do you want anything? I have wine, beer, orange juice?" She called from the other room.
"Beer is fine, and is because I only became an actor recently" He said with some embarrassment in his voice taking the bottleshe offered him "I used to amm... sell auto parts in Cleveland"
"Ohio, that's ... far" she said taking a sip of her drink.
"And before that I was a Marine" He add and she almost spit her beer but did her best to pass it down.
"Oh wow, that's unusual. I would definitely say thank you for your service, but I'm antiwar so what if I gave you a 10 percent off on the lessons and we call it even?" She grin at him
"Don't worry about that, I don't like to make a big deal about it anyway" He said sincerely "Also I'm pretty sure you are wasting your time with me"
"Don't be so harsh on yourself, here look" She took the laptop off his hands and found a video of a ginger man singing a cheezy song about eternal love "See he is not properly dancing, but he act like he is, so first you have to learn how to lead, come on take off your shoes"
"Take them off? Why?" He asked while she got rid off her heels and let her bare feet touch the wooden floor.
"Because, and I mean this with respect" She said standing and looking for a record to put in her old record player until she found one "You are huge, and I'm afraid you would step on me with those shoes" a slow rhythm start playing and he did what she asked and stood barefoot in front of her.
"That doesn't sound like the other songs" Although he like it.
"Because you have to learn to walk before you can run, now, put both of your hands on my hips" She said getting closer to him.
"Like this?" It was funny how without the heels she was way shorter and couldn't completely reach her neck so she settled for put both hands on his shoulders.
"Fine now listen to the music and move" She said moving her body rhythmically "There you go, now move me, lead, right or left, is your choice" She said letting him take small steps and occasionally looking down to watch his feet.
"This is not that bad actually" Barry was actually enjoying himself, then the music start going faster and she took his right hand on hers and pull away from him and he chose to ignore the feeling of lost that caused him.
"Now, the hand on my back has to be steady, and lead, we can spin" She said and taught him how "Or we can walk" She started walking back slowly letting him follow the steps at his own pace. "Is all about who is leading" She gave him a smile and they kept dancing until the music was ending and since he had confidence now he make her spin and catch her on his arm like Janice's partner did on the clip.
"Sorry I always wanted to try that" he said once she was standing next to him.
"It was great, you are getting it, now we can try to improve your actual steps, but we should go downstairs, my husband is about to comeback and he hates having music on when he is working" She put on her shoes again and walked out followed by Barry.
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neo-culture-mafia · 6 years ago
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Just Saying (P.JS) Pt. 1
For the little bean's birthday...well...not so little bean lol. I had an awesome time writing this. Great music to inspire me.
With Love,
~J.
Jisung knew he wasn't perfect. Or in fact anywhere good enough to be with someone as perfect as you. He made that clear to himself and made sure he never went across the line on most things. Yet...you got a boyfriend...and he has some thoughts about how you're treated in the relationship.
"So...since you aren't apart of the single crowd anymore...are we still going to do stuff like this?" Jisung asked while looking up at the starry night sky while you laid next to him. "Of course dummy. You're my best friend. All of the guys too." You said sitting up a little bit; Jisung subconsciously brushing the grass off of your back. "Just making sure." He sighed quietly.
"Just know that if anything were to happen to you-" "You have 21 big brothers to kick his ass." You both chorused. He laughed at how much they've drilled the thought into your mind that you don't need them to finish the sentence.
"Good job." Jisung chuckled. He just stared at the distant stars though. They probably love one another freely. He shook the thought quickly from his mind before he would get pissed off more than he was last night.
No one approved of your boyfriend Minhyuck. He wasn't a mafia member like the rest of you were. Minhyuck was a stuck up snobby kid that lived in the hills in a huge house and had people waiting on him hand and foot; every single hour of the day when he wasn't with you of course. All the boys knew they would have to pick up the pieces of your broken heart eventually. Sadly, you were thinking of fairytales...when this world wasn't a fairytale granting place to begin with.
"Jisungie. Can you please give me a ride to the ice cream shop?" You asked looking down at the lost in thought boy. He sighed, "why?" leaving his pink lips.
"Because...Minhyuck wanted to meet up." You said checking your phone again. "It's Friday, and Friday is for the family." Jisung said sitting up with his arms supporting his weight. You understood it was Family Friday, and that you haven't missed a single Friday night stargazing with Jisung since the creation of Family Friday. "...but..." was all you could muster.
"...please?..." You asked gently, knowing Jisung would give in eventually. "No. He's not family. Today is for family." Jisung shook his head, laying back down with his hands under his head.
"But I think of him as family." Was your only argument at a time like this. Well, he's not, honey. "I understand that. But there will come a time where you will probably get married and we can't stargaze together anymore." He replaced his thought with something more gentle; afraid to get you upset and pouty.
"I'll always stargaze with you, Jisung. I always have...so that's why I'm asking...just this one time, please." You said and he knew you had a point...but he was specifically told to not let you run around with that boy if you had a chance. He wanted to see you happy though -- even if it meant hurting himself.
He sighed shallowly and looked at your wishing figure illuminated by the moon and stars. Your big y/e/c eyes resembling a dog's as it's awaiting for a treat.
"Which ice cream shop?"
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Jisung pulled up to the shop with you in the passenger seat. He spotted Minhyuck waiting for you outside of the shop. He was yelling in his phone. His father probably bought him the wrong pony. Jisung chuckled to himself at the thought of the other man's anger being caused by the made-up tale.
"What's funny?" You asked as you got your purse ready. "Nothing. Was thinking of a joke Mark told me earlier." He shrugged it off. You nodded and tried to open the door. Jisung stopped you by pressing the lock. "Hoodie. Now." He said and you groaned. "Jisung." You said and he just cocked an eyebrow at your sudden outburst of sass.
"I have my foot on the brake. I can just hit the gas and drive you home right now if you want...Just Saying." He said and you quickly shook your head no. You fished around in the backseat for one of the boys' hoodie's. You finally found one and brought it on your lap. You quickly pulled it over your head and realised it was one of Renjun's...that he stole from Jisung.
Minhyuck hit his wrist with his finger, signalling that you both were taking up his time. "Your boyfriend is calling for you." Jisung said and you nodded, unlocking the door and hopping out. "Call me if anything." Jisung calls and you nod as the door shut and your hand waved as a form of goodbye.
He watched you scurry over to the asshole who just gave you a half-ass side hug and went inside. You held the door open for him. "Not even decent manners. Ha." Jisung scoffed to himself in the privacy of his own car.
Why can't you just tell her that you like her?
Jisung just drove around for awhile until he got your call that you both had finished up. "Why are you sniffling so much?" Jisung questioned as he got on the highway. "It's cold you dumba*s." You giggled and he felt his heart tinge at the sound.
"Alright I'm almost there. Stay put." He said as he drove down the highway. The gas meter signalling he would need to stop and get some on the way home. He felt his pocket and groaned. Forgot it at home.
He turned down the street and was met with you standing outside of the ice cream shop...alone...hoodieless. He took a breath before he let his anger get the best of him without knowing what happened. You waddled to the car and got in. You put on the seat belt and just sat in the cool leather seats that were warming up quickly.
"Where's the hoodie?" Jisung questioned, while also looking around for the white Mercedes Benz that Minhyuck always drives around. "Oh...that." You nodded. "Yeah...that. Where is it?" He repeated the question.
"In the ice cream shop...in the trash can." You nodded, your eyes focused on the strings of your jeans. "What? Why?" Jisung yelped a little at the answer. "Minhyuck brought up a good point. I shouldn't be walking around in other boys' clothes." You stated matter-of-factly.
Jisung just didn't say anything as he put his forehead against the steering wheel. "I'm sorry. I'll buy you a new one." You said and he just hit his forehead softly with the cool material of the steering wheel.
I don't care about the fucking hoodie. "Okay."
He started driving down the road and was remembered by the gas meter. "Can I borrow a 20? I need gas to get home." Jisung said and all you could do was bite your tongue.
"I'm kinda out of money." You said and he slammed on the breaks. "WHAT." Was the only word that left his mouth. "He forgot his wallet and wanted ice cream! I paid!" You defended yourself. Jisung gripped the steering wheel hardly as his knuckled turned and opaque and stark white color.
He has his fucking wallet. He has a fucking credit card with him. He made you pay because he's using you. But you're too nice that you don't fucking see that you-oh my god. Fuck it. Whatever.
"Okay." Was all that Jisung said as he nodded and continued driving. The tension was thick as he counted the miles he was losing on the ride home, praying he had enough to get you both home.
Luckily, by some greater force -- you made it home safely and securely. He turned the car off and just sat there for a second. He looked over to see you passed out in your seat, curling up to the seat for warmth.
Jisung hopped out of the car and went to your side. He slipped his own sweatshirt off and quickly put it on you. He maneuvered you so you were resting on his back comfortingly. He walked the distance from the turn around to the house that many of the members called home.
Forgot his wallet. Makes you pay. Leaves you in the freezing cold without a dam hoodie. Makes you run on his time.
"Pathetic." Jisung mumbled to himself once the door was opened by Renjun who held a banana in one hand and his phone in the other. "Hey...you good?" Was all he asked as Jisung rolled his eyes and carried you in. "We'll talk when I come back down." Jisung said as he walked up the stairs effortlessly with you koala'd on his back for warmth.
He took you to your room. It wasn't weird for he had done it a million times -- but he changed you from your jeans into some sweatpants and just left his sweatshirt on your body. He tucked you in and walked back out and down the stairs to the kitchen where most of the Junior Forces lounged around.
"And here he is now." Renjun said throwing a banana peel away. "Hop off my back, old man." Jisung joked as he grabbed a water bottle. Chenle and Hyuck laughed at their older being harassed by the youngest.
He took a sip from his water and set it down on the counter. His good was up and he ran a hand through his hair again to get it out of his eyes. "I don't ask for this type of treatment." Renjun shook his head and Jisung laughed, throwing an arm around his hyung's sea wide shoulders.
"I'm kidding." Jisung ruffles Renjun's hair quickly and was met with swats of hands from the unflattered older.
"Yeah yeah whatever...but what was up with you a couple minutes ago?" Renjun asked and reopened an old wound. "Oh...yeah." Jisung went back to his water. "Hyung! He was in a perfectly fine mood until you talked!" Chenle said and Renjun rolled his eyes.
"Better to talk about it than internalize it, panini head." Renjun said, growing slightly angry himself. "Guys. Not now...let Jisung explain why he's upset in the first place." Jaemin reasoned out of all the chaos.
"It can't be that bad. You're probably just over analyzing the situation or problem. Just spill and we'll help." Jaemin nudged Jisung's shoulder as he grabbed a water for himself.
"Minhyuck-" and Jisung was cut off from 5 loud groans coming from the various boys spread throughout the kitchen.
Then he heard more groans echo from down the hall where the offices were located. He chuckled to himself. "Okay what did he do now?" Jeno asked as he sat on the counter next to Renjun.
"So y/n wanted to go get ice cream because Minhyuck wanted ice cream. So I drive her and give her a hoodie so she'll stay warm. I drive around for a little bit, come to get her...and she's standing outside, alone, and without the damn hoodie." Jisung explains and at least 4 other members have made their way from the offices and into the kitchen for story time. "So I stay calm and ask where the hoodie was. She said he threw it away because 'Minhyuck said it wasn't right for me to wear other boys' clothe's'." Jisung said and they all shook their heads or rolled their eyes in annoyance.
"That's not even the worst part! Okay, so I was driving around and I was running out of gas. I forgot my wallet here and needed to get us home. So after the hoodie conversation, I ask to borrow 20 dollars...just to get us home safe and sound. I ask to borrow money from y/n, already planning to pay her back when we got home. Then she goes, 'I don't have any money.' So I ask what she meant." Jisung said and everybody was at the edge of their seats.
"Guys. He made her pay because he 'forgot his wallet'." Jisung used air quotes for the highlighted purpose of the story. They all groaned and called bullshit. "Exactly." Jisung said running a hand through his hair.
"This relationship isn't gonna last long." Johnny shook his head. "Yeah. I know. We just have to be there to pick up the pieces when it all goes to hell." Jisung rolled his eyes for the umpteenth time for the night.
"So when are you gonna tell her you like her?" Jungwoo asked as he munched on some random food that the Junior Forces made.
"Why would I do that now? She's in a relationship." Jisung shrugged. "Not a healthy one." Mark butted in. "I know that. But I can't just be like, 'Hey. Leave him for me.' It wouldn't work out that good." Jisung finished his water.
Mark shrugged at the younger boys point. "I don't know. I need to talk to her soon. Something seems...fishy. Like, domestic issues fishy." Jisung shook his head. "Woah woah woah...like...he hits her?" Renjun getting off the counter, his protectiveness showing clearly. "I don't know. She's just...very uneasy about certain situations if she's put in them." Jisung said leaning on the counter with his hands supporting his weight. They stood in silence for a moment.
"I don't know. I'll talk to her soon." Jisung said excusing himself to go to bed himself. His moods were shifting too quickly today and now he was just tired.
He ascended the steps with slow movements. Passing your room, he entered his own and stripped himself of his day clothes, opting for his comfy clothes he cherished close to him.
He laid down and just looked straight up as he met the tacky glow in the dark stars you put on his ceiling. He saw the constellations you messily put up there and his heart jumped again.
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You sat in your bed with your knees on your chest and sheets pulled around you. It was 6 am and you couldn't sleep. You were conflicted...and out of money.
You hopped out of bed and scurried next to door. You threw open the door silently and was met with the lump of blankets that concealed your best friend. You walked over and body slammed yourself onto the blankets. A low groan was heard and there was minimal shifting in the blankets. "What time is it?" He asked not even bothering looking at the clock next to his bed. "6."
He groaned again. "Go back to your room." He whined like a little kid. "No. It's too cold." You countered back.
Like a wormhole-his blankets opened up and sucked you into the dark abyss. It was warm and dark in the blankets; making you understand why he liked sleeping so much.
He just hugged you and you both drifted off into a deep sleep again.
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nightcoremoon · 3 years ago
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let's look at some statistics.
(don't worry, I'll do the math.)
in 2015 there were 320.64 million people in america. 2.71 million died. 0.84% of the total population of people died that year. to match 2016's total population it would need to rise by 2.3 million, meaning 5 million babies were born (or people who immigrated).
in 2016, 322.94 lived here. 2.74 died. 0.85%. 4.75 were born.
2017, 324.99 alive, 2.81 died. 0.86%. 4.5 born.
2018, 326.69, 2.84 dead, 0.87%, 4.4 born.
2019, 328.24, 2.85 dead, 0.87%, 4.5 born.
and in 2020, 329.88 lived. the population slowly increased, the death rate slowly increased which makes sense exponentially, and the birth rate was pretty standard. it's fine.
but... this is sobering.
out of 329.88 million people, 3.36 million died. that's 1.02%. that's a jump by 0.15%, which when you realize that's 494,000 people...
usually it's been so far that the number of people who died each year increased an average of less than 0.01% aka 33,000.
461,000 extra people died in 2020.
but that's just the beginning.
691,000 people died from heart disease which happens every year because people die from being old (or 400 pounds overweight and I do mean that literally) and their hearts give out. but you know what, if less than 700K people die and over 4 million people are born that's totally fine. people gotta die, it's a fact of life.
600,000 people died from cancer. fuck cancer.
192,000 people died from accidents. oopsie.
160,000 people died from strokes. if your heart is stronger than your brain then you're probably gonna die by one of these. it sucks but again old people gotta die somehow.
151,000 people died from their lungs. smoking does that. it sucks but it makes sense. it's easy to die from any of your major organs failing.
133,000 people died from alzheimers which is, again, something that afflicts mostly the old. it's a shame really because of how much of a cruel fate it is to slowly lose your memories instead of just passing away all at once if your heart just decided to stop beating while you slept.
100,000 people died from pharmaceutical companies hoarding insulin for money like the greedy corporate fucking morality-whores they are diabetes. unfortunate. mostly preventable. insulin should be free, fuck you if you disagree.
53,000 people died from pneumonia and the flu. so you know what if you think that it's a valid talking point to say "nobody gets the flu anymore" you're a goddamn idiot so shut the fuck up you stupid cunts.
nearly the same amount died from kidneys.
and 44,000 people killed themselves. sad. although I'm surprised as hell that the number of reported suicides went DOWN??? during pandemic? which seems contrarian but hey it's good news.
now, I'm gonna take a brief segue to point out that cancer stayed at the same number and this probably shows something nefarious about cancer research and big pharma because it stayed scarily static and I might put on a tinfoil hat and say it's because I think the government might be infecting the population with cancer in order to get more money from people through cancer research as a big money laundering op to finance their underground secret wars and the black market because that's something they would totally do. but that's unimportant.
also, heart disease noticeably increased over the years but like, as time goes on and the population increases more age demographics get larger and older so that makes sense. stroke, alzheimer's, kidney disease, them too. but what's REALLY WEIRD is just how many accidents increased exponentially. I can't just attribute it to dumbasses with gender reveal parties and dumbfuck republicans having huge fuckass fires, something nefarious is going on.
and one last thing... look. gun violence is bad. mass shootings, gang warfare, cops, they're out of control. and they mostly target children, people of color and/or religious minorities, and the lower class, homeless, impoverished, etc. it's not as bad as the left makes it out to be in terms of pure numbers but it's worse than the right makes it out to be in terms of statistical analysis and common sense. more people die by their own hands than by guns. just like the war on drugs is a colossal fucking waste of time and taxpayer money, a gun ban would be an expensive waste of time, and if you are out here advocating for BANS then you're a moron who doesn't understand basic fucking civics and is doomed to never operate a successful government and probably shouldn't even vote, because all we need is treating them the same way we treat cars, this is a perfectly reasonable compromise between the "ban everything we find even slightly morally questionable and yet ignore why that's a fucking stupid mentality so says every single queer who's ever been victim to religious based oppression" left, and the "we hate black people but not as much as we love our rooty tooty point n shooty and we will never accept any bill that limits military expenditures because GUN GUNS GUNS YEEHAW" right, because you have to appeal to the majority in a democracy and if you don't like that then fine go ahead and wave your pastel hammer/sickle because you've already given up your rights as a voting american and you live in this system so you have to abide by it unless you're willing to get your hands dirty and actually get off your ass and do some direct action and pipe bomb tesla microsoft apple sony disney or any other actively harmful corporation. didn't mean to go on this tangent but oh well. the highest stats I could find say that less than 15K people died at max in 2015 and honestly given that in the past 20 years it's been between 10 and 15K yearly I gotta say that 30 per day is really not that high and the best way to prevent these is control & reform & prevention strategies and not waste the government's time because they can barely pave the roads (AND CAR ACCIDENTS KILL SO MANY MORE PEOPLE). anyway this is one of the dumbest hills to die on and it's not that high a number and every single person who wastes all their time arguing about guns and ignoring diabetes and cops and suicide, the much more important issues in our society (defunding the police and putting that money into free insulin and mental health care will save more lives than the piggies ever will), is a moron who's missing the big picture.
now back to my original point
345,000 PEOPLE DIED FROM COVID.
THIS IS INDISPUTABLE.
WEAR A MASK, DIPSHITS.
OR I WILL COUGH ON YOU ON SIGHT.
and stop calling it a hoax. you look like an idiot.
and either pay fast food workers more or stop filling the mcdonald's line three blocks every friday night because you're too stupid and lazy to cook real food and NOT scream at a 15 year old because they didn't give your disgusting cheeseburger 16 pickles or they gave you 5 instead of 6 mcchickens or fucked something else up because you suck shit at speaking clearly and ordering politely, dumbass karen. pick one, you ungrateful fucking assholes.
rant over.
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