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ironmandeficiency · 2 years

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pedro boys + at the pool

pedro boys included: oberyn, javi p, frankie, max, pero, jack, javi g

word count: 789

summary: just modern au thoughts on how some of the boys would act at the pool

a/n: this is not what i thought i’d be writing rn tbh but at least it’s something. there should be more content besides this posted by the end of the week

oberyn — this cheeky bastard can hold his breath for longer than humanly normal & uses this ability to dive under & scare you from behind. is also one of the best at packing snacks and typically has a frozen cocktail or wine within reach at all times, probably munching on a handful of berries (either blackberries or green grapes usually). will be the last one in the pool long after most think it’s too cold or too late. makes the BEST pool day playlist you’ve ever heard & it keeps the vibes high the whole time. any party hosted by oberyn is guaranteed to be an absolute rager & that sentiment never disappoints.

javi p — doesn’t take his shades off for anything. usually relaxing in a donut floatie with a beer (water if you fuss at him enough) in hand, but can be convinced to get in more if the water feels nice. enjoys sunbathing like a lizard & never needs sunscreen; he just tans and looks like a god afterward. just for the sake of laughter, he will push you into the water and laugh when you sputter indignantly at him. you quickly forgive him once you see his smile, knowing that those used to be much harder to bring to the surface.

frankie — he’s also a floatie guy & will be much more relaxed with his little girl sitting on it with him. otherwise he’s sitting on the edge of the pool with his feet in the water, hyper vigilant in case she needs him. she won’t need him, simply because frankie put her in swim classes as soon as she was old enough to learn & might as well be a fish. he brings extra towels, sunscreen, drinks, popsicles, snacks, and even another pair of sandals. the delta guys laugh at his overpacking… until that uncrustable starts calling their name (cough cough BENNY cough). does enjoy a good chicken fight once he’s got a beer in him. it’s either him & benny against will & santi, or any combination of them against baby girl morales (the defeats here are extra dramatic and it makes her laugh every time).

max — he won’t swim in a public pool. period. he will refuse & fight the idea until hell freezes over. instead, he will either charm someone into letting you both use their pool, or will have a private indoor pool built exclusively for your shared use. this also eliminates the need for sunscreen or worrying about privacy. gets a hot tub built in too & it’s hard to convince him to get out of it most times. will paint the bottom of the pool black and it’s such a trip the first several times you swim in it.

pero — it takes a lot to convince him to actually swim, the spaniard much more content to lounge in the sunshine. one run-in with a sea urchin on the valencia coast made him reasonably apprehensive of swimming in large bodies of water. to him, other people’s unattended children can pose the same level of danger & annoyance as various sea creatures. will swim when it’s almost empty of people, enjoying the solitude that comes with calmer waters. he floats on his back just relaxing, but the moment you dunk him, it’s game on and he fights dirty.

jack — him at the pool can be summarized in one word: showoff. he is proud that he can still flip off the edge & will gladly brag about this feat. if there’s a diving board, even better. he is a champion at playing chicken and every non-newbie statesman agent learned the hard way at a summer retirement party for agent lager. was not allowed to be in charge of the playlist after that party because it did not go well (he played “what’s new pussycat” by tom jones on repeat for 20 minutes because of an inside joke). when he’s finally ready to relax, he chills on a massive floatie with a drink in both cup holders and a straw cowboy hat on his head (think kenny chesney vibes).

javi g — he hosts the BEST pool parties hands down. everyone in attendance is always kind because javi prioritizes everyone feeling safe while having fun & security takes their job very seriously when it comes to not tolerating bullshit. plenty of snacks and drinks (alcoholic & otherwise) are provided for everyone, and the music is the perfect mix of hype and chill to keep the vibes just right. there are fairy lights and torches scattered around, and a cabana exclusively for when you and javi sneak away from the hubbub to find some privacy. when a few stragglers wake up on his floor the morning after, he provides them with breakfast & money for a ride home like a gentleman.

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fun-times-in-glitt3rh3ll · 2 years

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"Never Swim Alone": An 80s B-Movie Horror

(A Sunny Day Jack Summer Camp/80s Slasher Flick AU)

Part 2: “Watch Your Step”

As always, shout outs to @yan-sideblog for this amazing AU✨

❌TW for: descriptions of gore, also Y/N does get sick like twice, but that part isn’t too graphic

❤️⛺️🌲🔪💀

A quarter past six and the sky was just barely shifting from inky black to a rich navy blue. Within a slightly shabby yet very cozy cabin a young lifeguard was (for the most part) wide awake and ready to face another day at camp.

Lacing up their running shoes, they glanced at a dark silhouette laying in one of the twin sized beds across the small room and smiled to themselves.

Jack would be proud of them—surprised even—that they had beaten him to Wake-up Call. But then again it was Wednesday, and on Wednesday mornings they usually went on a run.

They were careful not to disturb their cabin-mate as they got their things together, Jack was a rather light sleeper they’ve noticed, however the old floor boards groaned as they made their way to the door. Holding the doorknob in hand, they froze in place and peeked over their shoulder.

Sure enough, the light snoring from the cabin’s other occupant abruptly stopped, followed by the springs of the worn out mattress creaking as Jack sat up, “Hm?” The camp counselor’s voice was rough from sleep. “Y/N? Ya heading out so soon?”

Even in the dim lighting the lifeguard could faintly make out Jack’s bright blue bedhead and sleepy expression; while it was admittedly adorable it was also a bit out of character. Usually the gentle giant woke up bright eyed and bushy tailed…

‘Rough night, bad dreams?’ A voice in the back of Y/N’s mind wondered.

After all, a lot of creepy stuff has been happening around the camp as of late. People leaving suddenly, others getting injured-or worse-killed in freak accidents, and then the occasional tool or bunch of rope missing from storage…

The lifeguard was optimistic that it was all just coincidence, but even then they wouldn’t fault anyone for feeling a tad on edge about everything.

“Yeah, but I’ll be back for breakfast. Don’t wait up, sleeping beauty~” They couldn’t help the playful remark, sure it could be read as flirtatious, but in a bind they could always play it off as the banter they shared with their newest—and somehow closest—friend.

A faint chuckle was heard before the man cleared his throat to speak more clearly. “Alright, sunshine, but be careful out there.”

They nodded in his direction with a warm smile, and finally stepped out into the cool, dewy morning.

After some light stretching on the small porch, they trotted down the front steps and began a jog towards one of the forest trails that they haven’t yet explored.

It was a bit out of the way from the more popular ones, but maybe the views would be worth it. Their cabin-mate was right when he first told them just how beautiful it was around the campgrounds. Before camp had officially started they had even gone on a few hikes together. He knew all kinds of fun facts about the local flora, it was rather endearing.

Jack was a good friend, one of the best Y/N’s had if they were being honest.

Granted, the guy could be awfully protective at times: warning them about certain coworkers that were better to be avoided, along with reminding them the importance of things like eating well, staying hydrated, and getting to bed at a reasonable hour. But surely it all came from a good place; even if Y/N’s very own mother wasn’t this…doting…attentive?

He was just looking out for the newbie, right?

While this certainly wasn’t the first job they’ve had; being a lifeguard for a summer camp’s lake shore was a little more involved—and more stressful—than a community pool.

But Jack had taken them under his wing within the first ten minutes of knowing each other, and helped them navigate the hurdles of hyperactive children, incident reports, and catty and/or nosy coworkers.

What would Y/N do without him? Even they could admit that they were a bit of a space case, so having a (gorgeous, strong, caring) buddy in their corner to keep them on track was surely a blessing.

Who knows? Without Jack around maybe it could be them getting hurt in an accident.

The path down the trail was well worn by countless steps before theirs. Tall grass creeped up around the edges of the dirt trail, swaying slightly as the lifeguard ran past. The fresh air washing over their face felt good as they pulled in deep breaths as countless trees blurred past.

Sunrise slowly crept ever closer, painting the sky a lovely series of hues as songbirds chirped and greeted the new day. A few turns around the bends of the winding path and it was as if Y/N was in the very heart of the woods.

They kept up the pace until their legs began to burn, and once it was no longer bearable, Y/N slowly bounded to a stop, panting to catch their breath.

With a deep sigh, they paused to appreciate the nature around them. Surrounded by lush greenery—a far cry from their college located in a concrete jungle—such a welcomed change of pace.

Despite all the bad luck the camp was facing, Y/N couldn’t think of a place where they’ve felt more at peace.

With a content hum, they decided to walk the rest of the path, it would give them a chance to really drink in the serenity before another busy day herding kids.

A steep incline was ahead, leading them down to a small creek. For a moment Y/N stopped to watch the babbling water and rocks that began to glitter in the glow of the sunrise, a faint smile at their lips. After carefully using the stepping stones that someone had once helpfully placed, they were back on the path towards the final stretch.

The trail was more overgrown at this part, maybe others usually have turned back at this point—this was one of the longer trails after all—but the lifeguard knew that all of the camp’s paths lead back to the grounds, so why not complete the circuit?

The hill on the other side was a bit steep to climb, yet they managed only with a small stumble to their knees. Once the ground leveled out again, Y/N leaned against a tree to dust off their knees and inspect a minor scrape. When the breeze changed its direction suddenly they smelled something…foul.

Looking up from their legs bewildered, they glanced around. It was past daybreak now and despite the thick cover of trees, they still had decent visibility of their surroundings.

Nothing obviously looked off from what they could tell, but that smell, it was enough to twist their stomach in a knot.

Death. Rot.

Wait. There!

A patch of grass not even a yard off the trail looked like it had been trampled by something fairly large. The knot of dread twisted tighter in their gut still; a deep seeded instinct telling them that something was terribly wrong.

It’s probably just a deer…

They thought.

Poachers have been an issue…

Jack has told them so.

Yet some unknown force compelled them to approach. Their sneakers crushed fallen twigs and dead leaves as they took a few cautious steps from the trail.

Oh.

Oh my god!

Blood, so much blood.

Dried brown and turning rancid in the morning light.

A body of what they could only assume was a young man, laying on his stomach with his arms twisted under his torso. But his head—

My god, his head!!

Where on earth did that bear trap come from?! Did they even have bears in the area?!

Y/N couldn’t make out a face, there was nearly none to be had.

The skull of the victim smashed like a pumpkin within the jagged jaws of metal; gore mixed with brain matter all coagulated in a horrific mess.

Frozen in pure shock, Y/N’s vision blurred slightly when they noticed butterflies fluttering around lazily along with countless flies writhing upon the sickening sight before them.

Nausea hit them like a freight train, stumbling back to the path, they gagged and dry heaved as tears began to rush down their face.

Once their stomach failed to empty itself, they sucked in a deep breath and screamed, mind blank as they stumbled and fled.

Towards safety.

Towards people.

They didn’t recognize the sound coming from themselves; so raw, ragged, and primal.

One moment they were staring at their sneakers, the next was spent with brambles scratching across their bare limbs. Tripping over rocks, sticks, and their own legs as they blindly tore towards Camp Coldwater.

Bursting out from the underbrush, Y/N was sure they looked crazed. They must have missed the morning bugle over the loudspeaker, since a few campers turned towards their direction. Some of the preteens began to walk towards them, the expressions on their young faces falling into confused alarm and their steps growing hesitant as they saw their usually easygoing lifeguard so distressed.

A little one looked afraid, turning tail to find another grown up.

From the direction of the mess hall, a familiar head of dyed blue hair popped over the horizon, sprinting towards Y/N in an almost palpable panic.

Had they really screamed that loudly?

The lifeguard found themselves stumbling towards their friend Jack, their legs feeling shaky from the adrenaline flooding their veins. The pair nearly crashed into each other into a clumsy embrace, Y/N’s knees practically giving out beneath them as the counselor’s strong hands held them upright.

“Y/N?! Y/N, please look at me sunshine, are you hurt?! What happened, what’s wrong?!” His questions came in rapid fire, big brown eyes wide as he scanned their body for injuries, yet their panicked mind could hardly keep up with the words.

Their mouth felt as if it were full of cotton as they stammered between gulps of air, hyperventilating. “Th…the woods!! S-somebody’s-“

“—Kids! What’s going on?!”

Trotting up to the pair was none other than the head of camp, Simon, his bushy gray brows furrowed in deep worry as one of the younger campers clung to the hem of his shirt.

Seeing the kindly middle aged man, a symbol of normalcy, only further reminded the lifeguard just how horribly wrong their morning had become.

Failing to bite back a sob, Y/N could only shake their head. “S-Simon, call the police…Jesus Christ, I..I can’t-“ The grizzly image in the forest flashed across their mind’s eye, prompting another wave of nausea as they squirmed from Jack’s grip.

The two men grimaced as Y/N gagged on their own tears.

Oh, this was bad.

This was so, so bad!

Half past ten in the morning, and the camp was crawling with cops.

The other counselors were busy keeping the kids occupied and far away from hiking trail number four. Jack had advised them all to try to dodge the campers’ questions as much as they could. However with this being incident number four, the kids just about knew the drill at this point.

Jack grumbled under his breath, pacing nervous laps by the front desk in the administration cabin. Just down the hallway in Simon’s office, the young man could hear the muffled voices of the camp’s lead and Sheriff Dewey, accompanied by the occasional input from his dear sunshine.

God, what a mess. Jack really hoped he would have had more time.

A little longer for the elements to pick apart that thorn in his side before someone found what remained. He chose that trail because hardly anyone would hike it, but luck wasn’t on his side today it seemed.

To make matters worse—so, so much worse —luck wasn’t on his sunshine’s side either. Poor thing was still beside themselves, and even still the pigs dragged them back down that path to help them locate the body!

Bitterly, Jack rolled his eyes.

Protect and serve, my ass!

But don’t tell the kids he thought that.

Would Y/N leave the camp?

God, please no.

Steph left when she found Trevor crushed under the firewood pile.

Maybe this was the last straw for Y/N.

Part of Jack couldn’t blame them if that were the case, but another part would be hysterical if they did end up going home.

The young man bit the inside of his cheek as anxiety wound around his heart like a wire cage.

Soon, he hoped, Dewey would be through with taking Y/N’s statement and then Jack could do what he could to comfort them. Also maybe, hopefully, he could subtly convince them to stay.

Here.

With him.

Together.

Was that selfish? Maybe.

Jack didn’t want to think about it that way. All he wanted was to look out for Y/N, to be their friend—maybe more—, and to make sure they didn’t fall into the wrong crowd.

They were such a wonderful person, so compassionate and genuine! They saw the goodness in everyone, so quick to trust and slow to form a grudge. Jack admired that about Y/N deeply, but he also knew that such a bright light would attract…clingers. Moochers. Bad friends.

Bad People.

Bad people like Bobby, who was now being carried off grounds in a body bag.

Leering pervert.

Now you have no eyes.

Bless his sunshine’s heart, they never seemed to notice the way Bobby’s beady gaze dragged over their lovely form whenever they’d tag along with Jack to run errands in town.

Jack tried to play nice at first, a few dirty looks shot in the slime ball’s direction in hopes to discourage him-

I see you, creep. Knock it off.

-Yet it was all to no avail, and every trip to that station since had only added to Jack’s disdain.

So he had to get creative. It wasn’t hard to forge a note in Y/N’s handwriting—in moments of weakness or boredom he did have a look through their journal every so often—and in bright blue ink he created a lure to leave behind on the front counter of the local gas station:

Meet me on trail #4. After midnight. ;) -Y/N

Jack couldn’t help but linger—taking his sweet time at the gas pump as he refilled the camp’s jeep—just to see the creep’s reaction.

Bobby was delighted.

The young man could still feel the disgust that washed over him yesterday afternoon.

As if Bobby has a chance with Y/N! Maybe if hell froze over. They are miles–light years even–outta his league. Sunshine could easily do better! He had thought bitterly as he glared at the price display last sunset.

It only added to his resolve: the Bobby Problem would have to be nipped in the bud.

And that’s exactly what Jack did.

Hours before he even left for the station that night, he placed an abandoned trap he had found at the beginning of summer in the underbrush along Trail Four.

Although…he didn’t really remember the fine details of confronting Bobby later in the woods…Even if the memories haunted his dreams.

One moment he was hiding behind a tree on the far end of the path, and the next he was in Bobby’s face. He couldn’t remember what he was saying, all that he could recall was the alarmed expression of the other young man.

But did Jack push him?

The tall man’s head began to ache as he wracked his mind for the missing memory.

If he did, would he even know for sure?

Maybe Bobby tripped, maybe he had help tripping, either way the jaws of the trap snapped shut all the same.

The memories became more clear after that point, Jack was standing still in the darkness, the hum of insects the only thing breaking the heavy silence that followed the sound of metal crushing bone and the pitiful sounds of a dying animal.

Robotically he had searched the gas station attendant’s pockets, taking only the small scrap of paper that could incriminate anyone.

The blue haired man left in the opposite direction Bobby had come from.

Before he went back into his cabin last night, Jack hid himself behind one that remained empty this season. Making quick work of burning the note in the fire pit.

He was careful; Jack knew that for a fact.

Plus the sheriff was getting older, and his department was a bunch of clowns…The young man wasn’t worried about getting caught.

He was just worried that in his haste to get rid of a problem, he had created a whole new one to contend with.

I did this for you, sunshine. I did it all for you. So please, please don’t leave me.

The door to Simon’s office creaked open, the sound abruptly pulling Jack from his thoughts. Expectantly he looked to Y/N, but it only made his heart sink in his chest.

Their eyes were ringed red from crying, expression downcast, almost haunted. Jack looked to the camp lead with concern; Simon’s face was equal parts stressed and empathetic as he gently patted the lifeguard’s shoulder.

“Thank you, Y/N. You’ve been a big help,” The admin’s light colored eyes then glanced over to the tall counselor. “I think they need some peace and quiet for a while…Could you help them back to your cabin, Jack?”

“Of course!” In three big steps he was there to sling an arm around Y/N’s shoulders, both to lead them and remind them of his support. They responded to the gesture with a weak smile, weariness rolling off them in waves. Jack returned the smile with a gentle one, carefully squeezing their arm before guiding them out of Admin and towards their own cabin.

Behind them the two older men began to quietly discuss the ‘accidents’ that keep happening.

Jack chose to ignore them.

Once safely tucked away from the prying eyes of their peers and campers, Y/N slumped heavily onto Jack’s bed. The springs squealed in protest from the action. The blue haired man stood just inside of the doorway, once again gnawing the inside of his cheek as he took in the state of his sunshine.

They were littered with cuts. Scrapes of all sizes running up their arms and legs, in the chaos that followed their…discovery, there was no time for the infirmary.

Well, that won’t do.

Y/N didn’t even look up as Jack wandered over and kneeled to reach under his bunk, retrieving a first aid kit and placing it on the mattress beside them.

“We should clean those up. Infections aren’t fun for anybody,” His tone was lighthearted as he carefully glanced up at their face from his position on the floor in front of them.

After a long pause, Y/N nodded slightly with their expression blank.

“Yanno,” Jack started again, successfully keeping his unease out of his voice. “I can take care of them for you. It’s no problem, I know you’re tired…You’ve had a long day, and it’s not even noon!” He chuckled, yet it sounded hollow, even to him.

Y/N only nodded again and slowly offered a battered arm out to their companion.

Sighing slowly through his nose, Jack fought a frown as he opened the first aid kit and set to work.

The quiet that followed was at least peaceful, broken only by Jack quietly murmuring an apology whenever Y/N winced from the rubbing alcohol that cleaned their wounds. A handful of Band Aids later, and they were patched up good as new.

The counselor considered offering to kiss their bandages, but now really wasn’t the time for half-jokes.

Carefully he rose from the floor and sat down beside them, gently placing his hand over their own. “You don’t have to say anything if you’re not ready to, Y/N. I’m just…sorry,” He cleared his throat, a lump felt like it was trying to creep its way in, darn it. “I’m so sorry you had to see that. If you need to go home, everyone…everyone would get it. It’s okay. I’d...miss you of course…a lot, but I totally understand if-"

The lifeguard suddenly shook their head with a small frown. “-I’m not leaving,”

“What?” Jack’s voice was soft, but he didn’t dare let too much of his hope show just yet.

“I don’t want to leave. It wouldn’t do any good; wouldn't fix anything really. What would my parents say? They’d probably call me a quitter.”

“…Even after you found a-"

“-There’s a reason why I came here instead of getting a job back home for the summer.” Their voice cracked at the end of their sentence, shoulders going tense for a moment before slowly relaxing again.

The tall man's brows furrowed slightly, he sighed once more and scooted closer to the lifeguard.

“Oh sunshine…”

Jack knew Y/N had a…complicated relationship with their folks, but they never really went into much detail other than saying how high their exceptions for their child were.

But it’s times like this that Jack wondered what the full story was.

His sunshine always seemed so jolly and carefree with him, but of course everyone had their own secrets, and unfortunately Jack couldn’t read their mind. No matter badly he wished he could.

Unsure of what to do, Jack simply asked them gently: “Is there anything I can do to help?”

The lifeguard brows furrowed in thought, and after a moment Jack watched as they blinked away tears that were threatening to form. Their voice sounded fragile while they turned to face him directly.

“Could…I have a hug maybe, if that’s okay?”

Oh…oh goodness.

How could one person be so adorable? Jack has asked himself such a question nearly everyday since he’s met Y/N.

He bit back an adoring coo—the last thing he wanted was for Y/N to think he was teasing them—and opened his arms to offer an embrace. The shorter person leaned forward with a sad sigh, wrapping their own arms around him snugly. Jack rested his cheek on top of their head with a small hum.

Having his sunshine so close was easily one of his favorite feelings.

Jack found himself slowly rubbing circles into their back as Y/N tried, and failed, to hold back a few more tears and a quiet sob.

“It…it was so bad, Jack,”

“At least it’s gone now, right?” He tried to reassure them with mixed results.

“Yeah…but it’s gonna be so hard to forget. It’s like it’s burned into my mind! God, why did I go down that trail?!” Voice cracking from emotion, they buried their face into his neck.

If the circumstances were different, Jack would be overjoyed from them snuggling up to him. However hearing them cry like this was making his heart hurt too much for any butterflies to trouble his stomach.

“Shh, I know, sunshine…I know. Everything's gonna be okay, I promise.”

Something akin to guilt was eating at him, frowning he held Y/N just a little tighter.

Jack should be more careful…if not for his own sake, then theirs. After all, his sunshine was the very last person that he wanted to see hurt.

#something's wrong with sunny day jack #sunny day jack #sdj 80s camp au #sdj #swwsdj

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honeyblockm · 1 year

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The Death Poem, Part One: L'Manberg

Masterpost | Part Two: New L'Manberg | Part Three: Empowerment | Part Four: Legacy

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8/2/2020: Eret betrays L'Manberg in the final control room

Even the first of them still had time to turn

and face down

the sword sting of danger

Death arrived from out of the dark

Opening black doors Holding black steel

The cut is clean The floor washed

in bodies seeking

out the ends of the narrow walls

In its construction you had almost thought you

were hauling stones for a sarcophagus

but this is no painted effigy:

The boy's eyes see everything in one second and are glass the next

Teeth bared

in the manner of sobbing children

His red hair, you noted, grew redder still

8/2/2020: Tommyinnit bets L'Manberg's independence on a duel

I’m familiar enough with blood paying blood

paying blood For country, men

have spilled much more than that

Blood is not the price I worry about

This is not a bid for honor. What I ask

flies straight

and does not miss

9/22/2020: Wilbur is killed shortly after his banishment

Run down in the streets:

that’s what this is

Look,

we match,

death for death.

Ugly thing, to turn my back to you

hiding my face so I could not see

L’Manberg shrinking behind me

Or was it so you could not see me?

10/16/2020: Tubbo is executed at the Red Festival

Before the day had set the smell of festival food

lingered In the audience, in the wings of the stage

Flushed from speaking and dancing

the vice president laid an arm across my shoulders

Pulled me to the podium

There, I could see everything

Earlier the fireflies had come out

though their signals

were hard to see There will be bigger spectacles

before night pulls over the cloak

I recall, he originally conceived it as a signal flare

In case you need help

it’ll be better

than screaming

I’m told there was retaliation

after the fireworks The banners left

burning Stalls tipped over Charcoal marks

in the grass

(for these things

I was not present)

Small consolation: a gap left in the concrete

just big enough for my face

There, I could see everything

10/17/2020: In the White House, Quackity fires a gun at JSchlatt

the bullet goes in from the back,

solemn as a tall drink on a dark night

all alone

haven’t had one of those

in a long time, come to think of it

the exit wound is more your style, I'd say.

to put it simply--

your frontal bone explodes

brains staining the carpet

you and I know better than anyone

an execution doesn’t come out in the wash

I’d have cried, but not today

since you were pulling the house down

anyways and

killing a man with his back turned is

sordid, I know, but if playing dirty is what

got me here then

dirty is how I’m getting out,

thank you

11/16/2020: Jack Manifold is slain by Wilbur Soot

Just to see if you could

before it was too late to decide

not to die

The house was empty

when I came to

11/16/2020: JSchatt swallows butane in the Camarvan

What better way to die than surrounded by friends

enemies, old compatriots, my wife

at my vehicular bedside?

And here I thought

I’d face the music all alone

My chest aches,

a symptom I welcome

now

This country’s got a propensity for driving men

to purposeful ends, we go

You’ll see in a minute

I’m never wrong

Care to entertain an ailing man

some prewar spirits

a toast

old memories

the last word?

11/16/2020: Wilbur Soot kills his country and then himself

now that I’m out of the ravine I can see clearly

the whole country At least I think that’s all of it

This city used to have a shape Without the walls

it’s hard to tell where L’Manberg ends and where

the rest of the world picks itself back up

Leaving our little peninsula behind Even the river

has flooded its banks and the salmon swim sideways

Now I must turn myself out too Maybe chase the

retreating forests A child’s memory My jacket shrugged

over my shoulders like peeling beds of silt Pooled at

the entrance of the room where my father always

tripped over it and will again Without this room these

signs a redstone line reeling me in it’s hard to tell

where the President ends and where Wilbur drives off into the

the setting dusk In his chest a bursting song

he is as happy as before

#yens #my writing #dsmp poetry

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blurredblonde · 7 months

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BUCKET LIST, including the strange, the wild, the weird, and the borderline undoable

Go to a nude beach

spread eagle naked towards the sun

use Pinterest business to do brand links and get any amount of $$ from that alone

go to a pole dancing class

try hot yoga

do a burlesque show in Melbourne

post an animation to youtube

start a webtoon

learn to sew

get an apartment by myself

get an apartment with friends

post a shitty homemade music video in a lana del rey way with the help of friends

get a perm

visit coney island

be 125 pounds

get a the dachshund tattoo

post a vlog like im famous

be a extra in a movie

act in a gay indie movie like norman reedus

go to a gorillaz concert

get a snake

get a record player

meet a sugar mommy

go to a jazz bar alone

get a dressed up like a old hollywood star and go have a night on the town

get my license

own a mustang

ride a motorcycle

go to a mosh pit

go to a rave

get black out drunk

go skinny dipping

publish a art book

own a beach house

get a red gingham bikini

take a slutty picture in a american flag bikini and post it to instagram

go diving with whale sharks

be a art director on a project

do a mural on a wall

complete a painting on an obnoxiously large canvas

make a pop song with no knowledge of music or mixing

work on a big animated film

Do a boudoir photoshoot

party in paris

do a full cosplay

pet a pigeon

get a scuba diving license

explore an abandoned building

kiss a stranger

get in a fist fight

flash my boobs at something

attend a figure drawing class

be the nude model at a figure drawing class

receive fanart of my own characters

create a reel showing school doodles

be the cinematographer for a project

take a history class

be a dive instructor

post a animation meme to a jack stauber song

go on vacation all by myself

have sex

be in a youtube video

go on the video side of omegle

visit japan

go to a film festival

jump off a pier

do a pin-up photoshoot

go to an acting interview

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open an online store

do artist alley at a convention

cross country roadtrip with friends

stargaze on top of a car

invest in stocks and real estate

go on a cruise to thailand and thrift there

go to the new york library

visit bora bora

learn to play guitar

draw on the sidewalk with chalk

nurture and take care of a plant

grow my own food

get chickens

join a club in uni

take a pottery class

work out in a gym

surf a barrel

buy a surfboard

meditate for 50 days in a row

travel in a van

fly first class

go on a blind date

buy and fill a photo album book

kiss in the rain

do a thirty-day photography challenge and post the whole thing

explore the woods by my house

go to a ball/masquerade party

host a dinner party

say yes to everything for a day

grow my hair past my ass

become mildly fluent in french

attend golbeins animation workshop

buy an obnoxiously large rug

smell the tomford cherry perfume

get a Brazilian wax

get henna done

go to Brisbane museum by myself

get my i.d

go wine tasting

visit Miami

Meet my online best friend

dine at the ritz

go on a gameshow

do tent camping

win a sweepstake

create a artist porfolio/website

be featured in a gallery

go to okinawa

learn to ballroom dance

ride a horse on a beach/ and or backwards

go to a country club

bake a pie

buy a tourist t-shirt

do a escape room

live in Santa Barbara

stay in cape cod

belly dancing class

get my art viral on tiktok

do a commision

buy a fancy wardrobe

have a room with a slanted roof

sleep in a pool in an inflatable pool

snuggle with nurse sharks

bayonetta mui mui glasses.

go out in a pair of high heels

do a show at a convention

stay at the madonna inn

do lesbian handkerchief flagging in public

do a 'nude' photoshoot

own every sims 4 pack

complete a sims4 generations challenge

play subnautica

swim a motel pool at night

pick a girl from a bar

get a drinks bought for me

smoke a ciggrette

try mixology

get a hickey

have a friend or myself sew vintage patterns

wear a tailored suit

buy real cowgirl boots

bathe in a heart shaped tub

take a rose petal bath

stick a polaroid of myself somewhere public

use spray paint

do a vintage glamour competition

own a house with stain glass windows

go to a cathedral

get pink lace curtains

paint a room

milk a cow

replay Detriot become human

do a live stream

do a lesbian event like a cruise or smth

go to a pride parade

participate on a float in a parade

be a scare actor

act in a play

see a broadway show

shoot a gun

drive a convertible

see lana del rey in concert

do modelling work

do a commercial

buy a sewing machine

drive the road without directions

write a screenplay

submit a film for a competition

pitch an animated show

take a opportunity that scares me

do public karaoke

buy a shitty 2000s camera

get a boat license

buy a boat

go to a random diner

sell clothes on depop

play a drinking game with mates

stay in a hotel with mates

do a draw my life

do a drawing for each section of my Pinterest board

get my fortune told/ future read

buy some mega flare jeans

post a picture of myself to Pinterest/ start a 'me' board

buy some colorful tights

get blue streaks through my blonde hair like aquamarine

drop in on a skateboard

buy a castle

party at Hearst castle

post another fanfic to ao3

dress up in a slutty Halloween costume,its a rite of passage

bake and decorate a fancy cake for someone

#my bucket list #coquette #lesbian

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Mary If all the Pedro boys were secret 1D or Harry fans what would each of their favorite songs be?

Okay, this ask made me laugh when I saw it but I ended up having a lot of fun listening to these albums for the first time in years and contemplating the different characters. Some of them were EASY snap decisions and some I'm not so sure about but oh well.

Dave York - TiO (Mind of Mine) Push me up against the wall/Don't take it easy/You like it hard like me/It's what you need 🤡🙃

Dieter Bravo - Keep Driving (Harry's House) Black and white film camera/Yellow sunglasses/Ashtray, swimming pool/Hot wax, jump off the roof no offense to either man but the inanity of Hazza's lyrics fits Dieter well

Din Djarin - Fireproof (FOUR) 'Cause nobody knows you, baby, the way I do/And nobody loves you, baby, the way I do/It's been so long, it's been so long/Maybe we're fireproof/'Cause nobody saves me, baby, the way you do it should be obvious but Grogu is the subject of this 😭

Frankie Morales - Watermelon Sugar (Fine Line) Strawberries/On a summer evenin'/Baby, you're the end of June/I want your belly/And that summer feelin'/Getting washed away in you 😏😛 no further comment

Jack Daniels - Once In a Lifetime (FOUR) Somehow, it feels like nothing has changed/Right now, my heart is beating the same/Out loud, someone's calling my name/It sounds like you secretly a sad boy

Javi Gutierrez - Something Great (Midnight Memories) The script was written and I could not change a thing/I want to rip it all to shreds and start again/One day I'll come into your world and get it right/I'll say we're better off together here tonight okay I was thinking this was about Gabriela but I'm suddenly realizing it works equally well for Nic Cage lol

Javier Peña - Two Ghosts (Harry Styles) Tongue-tied like we've never known/Telling those stories we already told/'Cause we don't say what we really mean red plaid shirt slash season three in general. Oh, my love.

Marcus Moreno - Treat People With Kindness (Fine Line) Maybe we can/Find a place to feel good/And we can treat people with kindness he bops along to this one when Missy plays it in the car

Marcus Pike - Fool's Gold (FOUR) And yeah, I let you use me from the day that we first met/But I'm not done yet/Falling for your fool's gold ouch

Max Lord - Matilda (Harry's House) You can see the world, following the seasons/Anywhere you go, you don't need a reason/'Cause they never showed you love/You don't have to be sorry for doing it on your own full disclosure this movie was so bad I haven't rewatched it since it came out, so my memory of Max's character is a vague blur at this point. But I do remember: trauma.

Max Phillips - Alive (Midnight Memories) I said, "Hey, it's alright/Does it make you feel alive?/Don't look back/Live your life/Even if it's only for tonight" because he's not, get it? 🧛‍♂️

Oberyn Martell - Slow Hands (Flicker) Slow, slow hands/Like sweat dripping down our dirty laundry/No, no chance/That I'm leaving here without you on me sexy-sweet. I don't think Oberyn would probably like 1D's music but I do think he would fuck Niall 🤷‍♀️

Pero Tovar - On My Own (Flicker) Well I'll drink 'til it's empty/Stay out 'til it's dead/I'll wake up at midday and marry my bed/I'll kiss all the women/Get punched in the head/You could offer the world, babe/But I'll take this instead a man of simple pleasures 🙏

#anonymous #ask #pedro pascal #pedro pascal cinematic universe #music #one direction #thank you nonny this was so silly and so fun

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hotpink. toji f.

cw: nastyy.

head is filled with nothing but toji fucking you like a little slut in your hyper pink bedroom and some k-pop song you liked playing in the background.

like how did toji, this fucking jacked scary life guard with jet black hair, tattoos and also twice your size you met while you were volunteering to pass out lemonade at a public pool in your cutest little summer outfit, end up in your pretty pink room?

..let alone knee deep into your pretty pink pussy?

i mean everything was pink. walls, bedframe, carpet, your vanity, even the god damn door was fucking pink with even more pink sparkles on it! even small pink stuffies scattered across your bed.

even toji himself doesn't really know how he ended up here, not that hes complaining. one minute hes getting off from volunteer hours, deciding to just go over and grab a lemonade. next, the cute girl at the stand is flirting with him?? bending over in her pretty jean skirt and eating that lollipop a little too intimately.

"why dont you come home with me?.. show me some more of your..swimming skills ...... "

so.. here he was. he fucked you with his arm around your neck, a headlock. his heavy balls hitting your cunny harshly with every thrust he gave you. your pretty nails scratching at his muscles while your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

"you fuckin' stupid? think you can jus' say slick shit like that and think you wont be handled? hm?"

toji raised his arm with your head in it so he could see your face in the mirror across from the bed. your mascara was ruined with hot tears running down your face. the sparkly lip gloss you had on earlier smeared all over your mouth as well as his, even your lashes all messy from when he spit in your face a couple minutes ago.

your mouth opened to respond but it was like a moan was stuck in your throat and all you could do was look at him. your eyes teary and nose runny.

"answer me, i wanna hear it."

"n-o.. m' so sorr-yyyy"

a shit eating grin grew on his lips, letting your head fall into the comforter so you could breathe a little better while he focused on where on your back he was gonna push to fuck you at a better angle.

its like you could feel your brain spinning in your head. what could you even focus on right now?! how you could feel the veins in his cock sliding against your walls? how big his hands feel whenever he grabs at your love handles? how loud he's grunting and how it sounded with your favorite song playing in the back? it was just so much.

you bit the comforter to stop yourself from getting too loud, yelping into it when he slapped your ass and pulled your hips harder against him, trying your best to keep up with his ruthless pace.

the charms on your bracelets making noise while they tried to grab everything they could, knowing not to even try to reach back and stop him cus' he'd just pin them to your back and use them as leverage.

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370 of 2023

I’m really cold right now. I cleaned my room earlier today. My favorite cereal is Apple Jacks. I can see out the window from where I’m sitting. I’m a senior in high school. I hate fast food burgers. I take my showers at night. The last color I dyed my hair was black. I still sleep with a stuffed animal. I have a piece of jewelry that means a lot to me. I changed the calendar to February today. I woke up before 12:00 noon today. I’m on a laptop right now. The walls in my living room are white. I’m more afraid of snakes than spiders. Ice cream is my favorite dessert. I have a bad habit of biting my nails. I have my hair in a ponytail the majority of the time. I like to read mystery books. There’s nothing playing on the TV right now. But I am listening to music. My favorite animal is something domestic. I have broken a bone before. I am a fairly decent cook. I can’t cook, but I love to bake. Sometimes I get jealous of my best friend. The website I’m on most often is Facebook. I took a picture of myself today. I have taken part in a Walk For Hunger. I used to be a girl scout. I am wearing something red right now. I usually go to bed sometime after midnight. I wish I could stay my current age forever. I have never had a boyfriend. I have been a member of my school’s marching band. I play the flute. I enjoy being under the water more than on top of it in a swimming pool. I really want to buy a new cell phone. I have read at least one Stephen King book. I sing in the shower if/when other people are home. I do not like skinny jeans. My favorite fruit is strawberries. I finished a book this week. I like musicals. I have naturally curly hair. My nails aren’t painted. I’ve seen the movie Blades of Glory. I love to play video games. I play solitaire on my computer when I get bored. I don’t live in the United States. I have a picture of my boyfriend in my room. My walls are covered with posters and pictures. I’d rather listen to CDs in the car than the radio. I have a bunch of woods in my backyard. I am afraid of heights. The Faculty is my favorite alien movie. I’ve been to Florida. I’ve written a love poem before. I had a swing set in my yard when I was little. My parents are both republicans. I love the movie Finding Nemo. I love Simon & Garfunkel. I have similar musical taste as my parents. I saw Avatar in 3D. I wish that I could move to the city. I’m going to a Super Bowl party next weekend. I own a pair of oversized sunglasses. I love guys that have brown eyes. My family gets cable from Comcast. Google is probably my most visited website. Country is my favorite type of music. I no longer go to high school. I’ve read the book 1984. I love oreo cookies. The Notebook made me cry. I’m going to eat dinner soon.

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top 150 songs

150 miss the rage - trippie redd

149 new tank - playboi carti

148 new neon - playboi carti

147 famous - kanye west

146 3am - halsey

145 monster - 21 savage

144 blue notes - meek mill

143 duckworth -kendrick lamar

142 kelly price- migos

141 molly - playboi carti

140 16 - baby keem

139 bound 2 - kanye west

138 pyramids - frank ocean

137 21/c delta- jack harlow

136 chanel - frank ocean

135 after hours - the weeknd

134 reminder - the weeknd

133 all girls are the same - juice wlrd

132 moon - kanye west

131 i wonder - kanye west

130 dreams,fairytales ,fantasies - asap ferg

129 ninety - jaden

128 flex - playboi carti

127 iloveuihateu - playboi carti

126 2009- mac miller

125 party monster - the weeknd

124 through the wire - kanye wets

123 mood-lil uzi vert

122 rip fredo - playboi carti

121 see you again - tyler the creator

120 space cadet - metro boomin

119 taking a walk - trippie redd

118 love scars - trippie redd

117 flex - polo g

116 all the stars - kendrick lamar

115 out west - travis scott

114 save your tears - the weeknd

113 new person,same old mistakes - tame impala

112 i know- polo g

111 oh my dis side- travis scott

110 nightcrawler - travis scott

109 black and chinese - travis scott

108 dna - kendrick lamar

107 wokeuplikethis - playboi carti

106 thats it - future

105 clique - kanye west

104 solo- frank ocean

103 it was a good day - ice cube

102 flex up - lil yachty

101 we envy nothing in the world

100 everything i am - kanye west

99 the scotts - kid cudi

98 444+222 - lil uzi vert

97 xo tour life - lil uzi vert

96 vamp anthem - playboi carti

95 franchise - travis scott (w/ future)

94 had enough - travis scott

93 with them- young thug

92 get dripped -lil yachty

91 mr. rager - kid cudi

90 in your eyes - the weeknd

89 sick and tired - iann dior

88 hurt feeligs - mac miller

87 good news - mac miller

86 memories - kid cudi

85 borrowed love - metro boomin

84 @ meh - playboi carti

83 blouson noir - aaron

82 dothatshit - playboi carti

81 silly watch - lil uzi vert

80 say so -doja cat

79 ivy - frank ocean .

78 run - joji

77 pull up - playboi carti

76 bohemian trapsody - logic

75 motorcycle patches -travis scott

74 sundown -jack harlow

73 cloudy skies - lil skies

72 ladders -mac miller

71 gang gang - travis scott

70 self care - mac miller

69 maria im drunk - travis scott

68 mile high - travis scott

67 rockstar made-playboi carti

66 blinding lights - the weeknd

65 heartless - the weeknd

64 feel - kendrick lamar

63 everything i wanted - billie eilish

62 stargazing - travis scott

61 summertime in paris - jaden

60 tequila shots - kid cudi

59 lord i know - kid cudi

58 slow dancing in the dark - joji

57 sicko mode - travis acott

56 houstonfornication - travis scott

55 magnolia- playboi carti

54 less than zero - the weeknd

53 nike - frank ocean

52 highway to hell - ac/dc

51 pursuit of happiness - kid cudi

50 cofee bean-travis scott

49 use this gospel -kanye west

48 u mad -vic mensa

47 no bystanders - travis scott

46 vice city - xxxtentacion

45 cant say - travis scott

44 moth to a flame - the weeknd

43 who want smoke (remix) - nardo wick

42 off the grid - kanye west

41 stay-kid laroi

40 jumpoutthehouse - playboi carti

39 erase me - kid cudi

38 without me - halsey (with juice)

37 eventually - tame impala

36 drivers license - olivia rodrigo

35 lean 4 real - playboi carti

34 apple pie - travis scott

33 fell in luv - playboi carti

32 no time - playboi carti

31 saint pablo - kanye west

30 stop trying to be god - travis scott

29 jesus lord kanye west

28 freeee (ghost town pt2) - kanye west

27 die4guy -playboi carti

26 soundtrack 2 my life - kid cudi

25 love -kid cudi

24 do not disturb - drake

23 fire & desire - drake

22 jungle - drake

21 not playing - playboi carti

20 astrothunder - travis scott

19 tuscan leather - drake

18 maad city - kendrick lamar

17 swimming pools - kendrick lamar

16 king kunta - kendrick lamar

15 stop breathing - playboi carti

14 slayer - playboi carti

13 how much a dollar cost - kendrick lamar

12 pride - kendrick lamar

11 cant tell me nothing - kanye west

10 devil in a new dress - kanye west

9 lost - frank ocean

8 come to life - kanye west

7 skeletons - travis scott

6 carry on - xxxtentacion

5 nights - frank ocean

4 passionfruit - drake

3 die for you - the weeknd

2 runaway - kanye west

1 cold - rich brian

that was so hard......might do some more

#spotify #music #kanye west #playboi carti #drake #travis scott #kendrick lamar #kid cudi #frank ocean #the weeknd #mac miller

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Aaron Hotchner - Kinktober Day 23

Happy 23rd Kinktober Day. Enjoy my loves. xxx

🖤 Ice 🖤

Warnings: 18+, oral (f), foodplay (popsicles), sensation play

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x fem!reader

Kinktober '21 masterlist

Sweat was dripping down her forehead, her eyes were shielded from the sun by her big sunglasses. (Y/n) was reaching for her drink as Aaron stepped closer, stopping the sun from tickling her bikini clad body.

“Would you look at that. Is agent Hotchner finally ready for his well deserved vacation?” (Y/n) teased her boyfriend, tugging off her sunglasses to take in his frame. He was wearing nothing but his swim trunks and a pair of his own sunglasses. It was quite unusual for her to see him dressed this casual, used to catch him wearing his black suits.

“I promise, I won’t take another call.” Their lips met, he could taste her drink on her tongue, sweet and fruity, just like the lip balm she had worn on their first date. “Looks like you could use a nice cool down. Jack won’t be home till tonight.”

Both stared at one another with smirks on their lips, hands interlocked as Aaron pulled her into the house, straight to the kitchen where she placed herself on the marble island. He was roaming through their freezer, chuckling in victory as he found the popsicles he had been searching for.

As (y/n) tried to reach for one, he gave her a push back, pressing her body down onto the cold tabletop. Eager as one could be he placed himself between her thighs, toying with the lacing of her bikini. She watched him run his tongue up the popsicle, drops of ice began to drip down onto her stomach, pooling near her belly button.

“You’re making a mess,” she tried to scold him but the feeling of Aaron pressing the popsicle against her hardening nipple managed to shut her up, back arched into his touch.

“Don’t you worry, love, you’ll be making a mess yourself soon enough.” Carefully he circled her nipples with the ice, watching goosebumps rise on her skin, littering her body. The sensation crashed upon her like a wave of the roaring ocean, knocking her off her balance with its strength, making her drown in its icy embrace.

Urged on by her moans he ran the melting ice down her front, moving closer to her core. Aaron’s skilled fingers pushed her bottom’s to the side, pressing the popsicle against her clit without another warning. (Y/n) cried out in surprise, lifting her head off the island to catch his twinkling eyes, the teasing glance he shot her.

“Cold enough?” His voice dripped with excitement, though still rough enough to shoot shudders through her system. She shook her head, greedily begging him for more, hoping that he’d use the other popsicle he had pulled out of the freezer as well.

“My eager baby, tell me what you want.” Aaron brough the almost melted popsicle up to her lips, letting her suck on it, tasting herself on the sweet ice. Her reply rumbled through her, tongue too fast for her fogged up brain to catch up with.

“Fuck me with your fingers, I want to cum on them, please.” With his teeth he ripped open the other popsicle, bringing it straight to her clit without any teasing to waste more time. As he began to circle her pulsing clit with the ice he pushed a finger into her core, stretching her walls with his digit, waiting for her to adjust before he’d push a second finger into her tightness.

“More,” (y/n) was greedy for his touch, wanting him to fuck her till she’d forget her own name, no longer able to focus on anything but her smiling boyfriend, the dark eyes that reminded her of a fresh brewed cup of espresso and those lips she could kiss till she’d pass out. He gave into her begging, pushed another finger into her cunt, fucking her in sync with the motions of the popsicle, adding pressure to her clit.

By now she was the one that was making a mess, her arousal ran down her skin, pooling on the kitchen island she was laying on. (Y/n)'s clit felt numb, though still pulsing, knowing that it wouldn't take much longer, till her orgasm would rock through her.

Aaron watched her with glistening eyes, they were sparkling from excitement, just as excited as his throbbing cock, about to rip his thin swim shorts apart. Watching her this needy almost felt illegal, barely any other man or woman had seen her like this, the agent one should fear and respect, though in this very moment she was putty in his hands, would allow him to do anything to her.

Her body arched her back, head placed against the island as another throaty moan left her. Aaron's fingers were getting squeezed by her fluttering walls, but he didn't stop his movements, kept on fucking her with them, till she'd be ready to take his cock.

"Oh fuck, Aaron. I'm," her words no longer had any meaning to her as she came. By now the second popsicle was melted, leaving her skin sticky. But the feeling that buzzed through her body seemed to please her enough, not caring about the shower she'd desperately need. Though just the thought of sharing a shower with Aaron left the breathless, exhausted woman smiling.

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The plaster bust revelation .....

Impressions from Sherlock BBC, The Six Thatchers

A really interesting assembling of little scenes and short pieces of dialogue. Some do not correlate with each other, some seem to be taken from material not shown in the episode, one bust and its owner have been left out entirely and the person Sherlock unmasks in this final mind palace revelation, never turns up visually in the sequence at all.

For anyone interested, there are more details below the cut .....

The sequence starts when Sherlock remembers Ajay’s reply - at Sandeford’s pool - to his question about the man’s presumed connection to Jim Moriarty.

While the sequence is unfolding, Sherlock stands on Vauxhall Bridge, his face is turned to the river. He looks into the distance ... into himself ... and concentrats on the memories that turn up in his mind. When the camera focuses on the back of his head, a Thatcher bust appears first on the left and then on the right side of the screen in a rather ‘explosive’ way. The next moment they get smashed and ‘explode’ into a myriad of shards and plaster dust.

Sherlock’s profile materializes on the right side of his head and replaces the bust there.

In the episode, the left image of the Thatcher bust is used as transition from the scene where Toby the bloodhound loses track of the blood drop, found on Dr Barnicot’s bust, amidst a pool of blood on a street market. It leads to the scene that shows the destruction of Miss Orrie’s two busts, which are completely identical ... bust four and five of the case.

SHERLOCK: Clever. MARY: Well, if you were wounded and you knew you were leaving a trail, where would you go? JOHN: Like hiding a tree in a forest. SHERLOCK: Or blood in a butchers’. SHERLOCK: Never mind, Toby. Better luck next time, hm? SHERLOCK: This is it, though. This is the one. I can feel it. JOHN: Not Moriarty? SHERLOCK: It has to be him. It’s too bizarre; it’s too baroque. It’s designed to beguile me, tease me, lure me in. At last – a noose for me to put my neck into.

The right image shows the first of Miss Orrie’s twin busts that gets smashed with a hammer. (The smashing of the twin busts)

Both of Miss Orrie’s busts are completely identical. The only thing that differs is the way they get destroyed.

Bust A is hit by a hammer multiple times

Bust B is grabbed by a gloved hand and forcefully flung on the table amidst the shards of bust A

The way the transition is created - from the street market with the Watson couple to Miss Orrie’s twin busts implies that both images used for the revelation sequence are of bust A. If this is the case, then Sherlock is placed between one and the same bust (A), during that scene. It’s the broken bust nr 4 of owner nr 4. The twin-bust (B) is still untouched at that moment.

Then another bust makes its appearance. Sherlock sees the broken pieces of Dr Barnicot’s bust scattered on the floor. It’s the second bust of the case, the one on which Sherlock discovered the drop of blood after DI Lestrade brought it to Baker Street in a plasic bag.

Suddenly the scene that plays out inside Sherlock’s mind starts running backwards and the pieces of the doctor’s broken bust reassamble themselves again.

The background for this part changes from Vauxhall Bridge and the Thames to the livingroom in the Welsborough house. It’s taken from the very moment when Sherlock notices the ‘gap’ on the small round table where the first Thatcher bust had been placed and is now missing.

Then the sequence runs backwards again and returns once more to the smashing of Miss Orrie’s first bust (A), while the second bust (B) can be seen, still intact, behind the bust-smasher’s gloved hand. The background is now a blend of the Welsborouh living room and Miss Orrie’s place.

From the moment when Dr Barnicot’s bust starts to reasamble itself again, to the destruction of Miss Orrie’s first bust, Sherlock remembers Mycroft’s words, spoken during the Cabinet Office meeting at the beginning of the episode:

Then, for the fraction of a second, the screen goes almost completely black before a new image appears in the left upper corner of the screen, while Sherlock’s profile on the right side slowly starts fading. The new image turns out to be Mary holdig little Rosie on her arm. The clip seems to be taken from John’s phone during the conversation between Mary, John and Sherlock before they enter the Welsborough living room.

Comparing the scenes from episode and revelation sequence shows that the images of Mary and Rosie are not completely identical. The position of their heads as well as Mary’s facial expression doesn’t really match. An absolut identical screenshot for those images doesn’t exist in the episode. This little difference between Sherlock’s view and that of the audience gives the impression that Sherlock processes his very own memory of the event in the revelation sequence. (Something similar happens during the baby shower scene when Mrs Hudson takes pics of the new Watson family. Sadly I couldn’t find that post anymore, nor do I remember the author. If anyone has a link, it would be highly appreciated.)

The image of Mary and Rosie is from John’s phone. Sherlock has just returned the phone, which he had taken to question Mary about her unexpected knowledge of the new case. The three men are already inside the Welsborough house and on their way to the living room. The image on the phone corresponds with Mary’s questions, directed at John: “What, an empty car that suddenly has a week-old corpse in it? And what are you gonna call this one?”

The dialogue assigned to the Mary/Rosie clip for the revelation sequence is taken from a scene prior - before Sherlock and John follow DI Lestrade into the Welsborough house. Sherlock has just taken John’s phone to question Mary about her unexpected knowledge of the new case.

The background for the revelation sequence has changed once more. Miss Orrie’s place as well as the Welsborough house are gone. The surrounding landscape at Vauxhall Bridge starts coming back and while the image of Sherlock’s profile slowly fades, the view of the back of his head grows more and more visible again.

This last part of the revelation sequence is dominated by images of Jack Sandeford’s shattered bust - the sixth and last bust of owner nr 5, destroyed by Sherlock himself, near the swimming pool. Mary and Rosie as well as Sherlock’s fading profile appear to be covered - seperately - by the remnants of that bust. Meaning - the same ‘explosion’ is displayed twice at the same time - one to the left (on a smaller scale) and one to the right side of Sherlock’s head (on a bigger scale).

Then new images come into focus left and right of Sherlock’s head. It looks like Mary and Rosie are overshadowed by another falling Thatcher bust. That’s a bit of an illusion though. The bust appears to be still the one of Jack Sandeford and the image seems to be taken from a screenshot prior to it’s destruction, when Sherlock rises the bust high up in the air before he smashes it on the floor.

The image of Mary and Rosie vanishes then in something that looks like a fiery explosion of plaster bust pieces and is replaced by a single dark eye. Simultaneously with the ‘explosion’, Ajay’s AGRA memory stick, lying among the shards of the broken bust, appears on the right side of Sherlock’s head.

The single dark eye seems to be that of Ajay and is taken from the very first moment the man appears on screen. This happens after Sherlock’s first visit at his brother’s bunker office. The following transition deals with two busts - the second and the third - at the same time. First the destruction of Mohandes Hassan’s bust is shown, followed by Dr Barnicot’s bust. The two scenes are seperated by images of the single eye - opening and closing - and the small, dark flat of the bust-smasher, whose identity is still unknown at that moment.

The dialogue assigned to Ajay’s eye for the revelation sequence is taken from the confrontation scene in Morocco, just before Ajay gets shot by an unexpectedly (conveniently?) appearing single policeman. His sudden death prevents the clarifying talk between the two former AGRA agents (mirrors for Jim and Sherlock in my metaphorical reading), which could lead to new insights and mutual understanding between them.

AJAY: Ammo. Every day as they tore into me. Ammo. Ammo. Ammo. Ammo. We were betrayed! SHERLOCK: And they said it was her? AJAY (to Mary): You betrayed us! SHERLOCK: They said her name? AJAY: Yeah, they said it was the English woman.

Then, while on the one side of Sherlock’s head the image of Ajay’s dark eye slowly fades out, Mycroft appears on the other side and starts to replace the AGRA memory stick before he too vanishes in an ‘explosion’ of plaster bust pieces.

Again it’s Jack Sandeford’s bust but the degree of destruction shows that the image for this transition has been taken some shots earlier than the ones used before. The bust pieces are clearly bigger here.

It was relatively easy to find fitting matches for all the broken busts, the different places for the background, Ajay’s eye and the AGRA memory stick, that got included in Sherlock’s final revelation sequence. Only the image of Mary and Rosie, taken from John’s phone, proved to be a bit of a challenge because there is no 100% identical match in the episode.

Mycroft though turned out to be a really tough nut to crack. Stricktly speaking, I wasn’t able to crack it completely. I couldn’t find matching images of him, although I searched the whole episode three times. Then I started to comb through all the other episodes. Nothing. ‘Not knowing’ and ‘loose ends’ ... I can so understand Sherlock and Mycroft that they dislike this. :)

‘Don’t minute any of this’ ... these are the words Sherlock hears the moment when his big brother appears next to the right side of his head. Though partly overlaid by pieces and dust of the broken Sandeford bust, the expression on Mycroft’s face is quite distinctive. It should be easy to find matching pics. In the scene from which those words are taken though, big brother is filmed from behind.

The only image that comes closest to the one from the revelation sequence - although filmed in a slightly different angle - appears some seconds later. It shows the very moment when Mycroft utters the code names for the people present: “Antarctica, Langdale, Porlock and Love.” The same four names that Sherlock associats with the smashing of the busts.

Basically, it’s the same as with the Mary/Rosy clip ... there simply is no image in the episode that matches with Mycroft face in the revelation sequence - not even roughly.

That sequence ends the way it began, with Sherlock’s eyes looking into the distance, looking ‘inside’ himself .... before he ‘returns’ to himself again and has the solution to the case. Mary’s wispered words that ‘they’ (secretaries) know everything, accompaniy Sherlock’s return. He starts running across Vauxhall Bridge. On his way he summons John, Mary, Mycroft and DI Lestrade to meet with them at the London Aquarium for the unveiling of the culprit.

Busts (masks) and characters involved:

Only five of the six Thatcher busts make an appearance in the revelation sequence, when Sherlock solves the case (Batches of Six).

4&5 - the first two busts shown, the twin-busts, belong to Miss Orrie Harker

3 - the next one, which reassembles itself in a backwards running scene, belongs to Dr Barnicot

4&5 - then Miss Orrie’s twin-busts reappear a second time

6 - they are followed by at least three different clips of Jack Sandeford’s bust, or rather its many shards and plaster dust

1 - the background used for most of the bust smashing - Welsborough’s livingroom - refers to the first bust of the case of which no smashing images exist

One bust is missing entirely though and that's number 2. It belongs to Mr Mohandes Hassan, the character whose names refer to the East as well as the West, to a winged god of sexual desire, equipped with 5 arrows, to rainbow colours, Ireland and the Irish word for ‘fawn’ (little deer, stag). Exactly this bust - and just this one alone - makes its appearance in the intro to all three episodes of Series 4 ..... side by side with the Houses of Parliament and the famous Clock Tower of Westminster Palace, also called Elizabeth Tower.

Only three people are visually involved in the process of putting together the relevant puzzle pieces to solve the case, that takes place in Sherlock’s mind palace ..... Ajay, Mycroft and Mary. Each character has been given two seperated lines of dialogue in alternating order:

AJAY: You think you understand. You understand nothing.

MYCROFT: Code names Antarctica, Langdale, Porlock and Love.

MARY: You’d be amazed what a receptionist picks up. They know everything.

AJAY: They said it was the English woman.

MYCROFT: Don’t minute any of this.

MARY: They know everything.

That’s all the information Sherlock needs, to work out not only who the ‘culprit’ is, he also knows exactly the time and place where to find that person. Interestingly, that ‘culprit’ never appears visually in Sherlock’s revelation. Not once.

Vivian Norbury turns out to be the ‘English woman’. Ajay tells, that’s how his torturers called the person responsible for the failed hostage rescue in Tiblisi, for his inprisonment and for the death of his fellow agents, his ‘family’. Ajay wrongly assumed that person to be Rosamund (Mary) ... now Mary (Elizabeth). Mary on the other hand tells about a phone call, the voice of a anonymous person called ‘Am(m)o’, who gave the order at the time.

In my post about Vivian Norbury, I pointed out that this character shares a lot of similarities with Mycroft Holmes who is associated repeatedly with the Queen.

The Queen .... wouldn’t she be the most well known ‘English woman’ worldwide? And hadn’t it been Mycroft who gave Jim Moriarty the perfect ‘ammunition’ to destroy Sherlock? Jim Moriarty sent the Holmes boys his ‘love’ via Irene Adler, the ‘Woman’ who considers herself to be ‘explosive’ and gay. Sherlock is convinced that the chemistry of love is simple and destructive ... explosive even. Well, ammo=ammonition and amo=I love. Both words make sense in this story about a war between intellect and emotions. After all, when you walk the streets of London with Sherlock Holmes, you see the battlefield ... warns Mycroft at the very beginning of the story. It’s John Watson whom he warns, his brother’s new flatmate ..... between whose first and last name Mr Sex (Hamish=James=Jim) is hiding in plain sight. :)

Thanks for reading. I leave you to your own deductions. :) Scripts by @callie-ariane

May, 2021

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ocw-archive · 3 years

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Quotes (N-S)

Nicknames

"I need a cool one. Luke has L Train. Sometimes people say O-something, O-Dog. But it's not really the same....It's like, someone has to give you a nickname. You can't just start saying, "Call me Ace." It's like it needs....a good back story."

Nudity

"I have no problem with nudity in movies. I guess I'm for it. I always remember when I was a kid seeing 'Fast Times at Ridgemont High' and Phoebe Cates coming out of the swimming pool. I don't think there's a great demand for me to do nudity so you may not be seeing that any time soon."

Oscar

"Going to the awards was great, but I was more nervous about this skit I'd filmed with Ben Stiller for it," says Owen. "I knew we weren't going to win though. I kept saying to Wes, `No, I guarantee it's going to be Gosford Park'." He was right.

"It was coloured by the fact that I was doing the thing with Ben, doing the skit, so I was really nervous about that, having to do something life. It wasn't live, but going up there, so it was more kind of anxious about that and really that took my mind off of that part of it. Although, right before, I didn't think that we were going to [win]. You sort of get a feel with who wins the Writer's Guild award, like what's going to happen. You just kind of sense that we weren't going to win, it was going to be Gosford Park. But right before, you kind of start feeling we're gonna win it. Even though I'd been saying to Wes before, 'No, I guarantee you it's going to be Gosford Park. And if not Gosford Park, it's going to be this.' Right before, it's like 'Son of a ***** we're gonna win.'"

Parents

"I would like my dad to be Jack Nicholson and my mother to be Meryl Streep. My brothers and I always thought my dad looked a little bit like Jack Nicholson in the '70s, and my mom has kind of a distinctive face like Meryl Streep."

Playboy Mansion

"Have you ever been to the Playboy Mansion? I love it. There's that part called the Grotto - just the name conjures up erotica."

"I was more excited there than going to the White House. I was like an 11-year-old looking in people's garbages for Playboys," says Wilson. "I was like, Hefner! He's real. He's not a stuffed animal."

📷(When did you realize you weren't in Texas anymore?)"I think when I saw Wes Anderson slumped in a corner in the Playboy Mansion with his corduroys down around his ankles."

Pollution

"There oughta be a law against polluting the oceans. Not to sound corny or a Playmate type answer, but it's really a bummer to go down to the beach and have it polluted."

Porsches

"There are so many jerks that drive them. But I probably haven't been this excited about a material possession since I first got these Adidas Velcro shoes when I was 12. I'd wake up in the morning and the first thing I'd do was look at my shoes. That's kind of how it was when I first got the Porsche: parking it in the parking lot and walking away, then turning back and taking another look."

(talking about his & Luke's matching Porsches)"It looked really obnoxious when we lived together, to have two black Porsches parked side by side out front."

Respect

"Maybe it’s from growing up with my dad, who can be real funny but who can also be kind of moody, up and down. So I became good at getting along with tricky personalities. And growing up in Texas, it was important that we be polite. When I meet these guys like Eddie Murphy, Bruce Willis, and Jackie Chan, I’m always super respectful. Then I get to know them, and then I can start to kid around with them.”

Roy O'Bannon

"Oh yeah, probably. I have a better disposition, but I have my days. Maybe I'm more like Roy than I care to admit," he says, sounding pleased with himself. "I play him as a person who's guilty of the seven deadly sins to the extreme - that makes him funny. I suffer from all those sins. Especially in jealousy, and self-absorption - is that a sin?"

"My character talks about his feelings getting hurt. He wonders why cowboys and Indians can't get along."

"I play him as a person who's guilty of the seven deadly sins to the extreme - that makes him funny. I suffer from all those sins. Especially in jealousy, and self-absorption - is that a sin?"

"One of the best parts about working on this movie was being able to tell people that, no, I couldn’t have lunch because I was working on my fast draw, and that my trainer was coming over to teach me gun tricks. I’d spent a small amount of time on horses when I was a kid, but basically I had to start again. I don’t think I look like Roy Rogers, but I look okay."

(Owen had to take breaks from writing Rushmore with Wes Anderson, to prepare for his role as Roy O'Bannon) ''Every day I'd have to get a pass from our writing sessions to go take horseback riding and fast-draw lessons,'' Wilson tells EW Online. ''That's one of the best things about acting. You think about working as a doctor or selling real estate, but in what other job is the work developing a fast draw?'' Last Thanksgiving, he trotted out his play guns and gave an exhibition for his family, who had no idea he'd been practicing. ''I started doing a little bit of the twirling, and they were freaking out,'' says Wilson. ''It was like if I couldn't dance at all and then suddenly went some place with my brothers and started moving like Travolta.''

"As a kid you fantasize about being in Led Zeppelin, basically for the girls," says Wilson, 31. "That was my idea for this guy. He wanted to be an outlaw for the girls. He's not that interested in the actual outlaw part of it."

"It's my soap opera look!" - about his hairstyle in a scene from Shanghai Noon.

Rushmore 📷

"I was driving from Dallas to LA with Wes Anderson, to work on the script for Bottle Rocket, and we thought that if we were meeting with agents we should have some other projects to talk about. So along the way we came up with this funny character Max Fischer, a megalomaniacal kid who doesn't have much irony or self-awareness - kind of like a Donald Trump book on tape. Max loves school but is a terrible student."

Scarface 📷

"The movie that really blew me away was Scarface. When Tony Montana is riding in th car with the hit squad from Bolivia and says, "It makes you feel big to kill a little kid?" I was thinking, "If they blow up those kids, I just can't take it anymore." And then Montana says, "You die!" and he shoots him in the head--it's too much."

School

"It was for cheating in geometry. We had the teachers-edition book. I was one of the worst geometry students and I was handing in these extra-credit problems that were, like, hundreds of lines of complicated proofs. There were other kids involved who I wouldn't name. I figured there was a kind of shabby nobility in that. The headmaster said it showed that I still protect cheaters."

"I was completely indifferent. It drove my parents crazy."

"Mr. Connelly, my seventh-grade English teacher, his comment was, 'Owen has his head up in the clouds, he needs to come down, he's wasting time up there.'"

"Nineteen-Seventy-five? Wowww..." says the Dallas-born Wilson. "I was at Lamplighter’s, which was a kinda progressive school: ‘The student is not a vessel to be filled but a lamp to be lit.’ It was a cool place. We did art and drama and played ukuleles." (You have to hear him talk to properly appreciate how elastic words can be.) "And when I was seven years old the most exciting thing going on in my life was my speech impediment." "Really?" says Stiller. "I didn’t know you had one." "Uh-huh. But I was quite proud of it because it set me apart from my brothers [Andrew, a director, and fellow actor Luke]. My timetable was always crammed with speech lessons but sometimes my mom would say, ‘What’s on the agenda today, Owen?’ and I’d be like, ‘Nothing, this is my fwee day.’"

When I got kicked out of school, my parents sent me to a psychiatrist. I actually liked the sessions. I don’t know if that means I’m self-absorbed, but I liked trying to figure stuff out."

"I like not studying and being lazy and goofing off when I knew that wasn't the thing to do," he says, but he didn't enjoy being " at a school where no one cared, no one does homework, and no one was like, 'Owen's special' anymore." He then opted for a place that made even less sense: military school. " I graduated private first class, lowest-ranking person in my grade," he says of his two year stint at New Mexico Military Institute. "If you look at your life as a story, I kind of like the fact that I went to military school."

"I was involved in high school drama in terms of I was kicked out of high school, and that created some drama - I went to military school in New Mexico," he jokes.

“That’s what I finally got kicked out for was cheating but it was an accumulation of things,” admits Wilson. “In Geometry we had the teacher’s edition book so I was handing in all these extra credit problems to make up for my bad test grades but the extra credit problems are obviously the hard problems. So the teacher was getting all these extra credit problems from the worst student in the class.”

📷"I went to St. Mark's, which is the alma mater of Boz Scaggs and Steve Miller. I heard that Steve Miller got thrown out. I was expelled for excessive troublemaking, but the final straw was cheating in geometry."

Screen chemistry

"You can't force onscreen chemistry. Either you have it or you don't," says Wilson, who bonded with Murphy over a mutual love of Elvis. "When I met with Jackie Chan before we started filming Shanghai Noon, it was really kind of awkward and didn't help at all when we started shooting."

"Every movie I've been in they say, "You have great chemistry", whoever I've been with. Sort of the way I've never worked on a movie where the dailies haven't been "incredible". And I always fall for it."

Sex scenes

"There are tougher ways to spend the day, believe me."

Shanghai Noon

"There wasn't hardly anything from the original script for Shanghai Noon that ended up in the finished film. That's a really hard way to make a movie. We're starting from a much better place this time."

"Being in a bathtub with Jackie Chan, I don't know, it has a way of bonding you I'll tell you that. I don't know if there are some weird undertones. It was like we had met in Los Angeles and we didn't have that much to say to each other but after that bathtub scene we were great friends. What it really was was that when we'd play off each other it really was fun. We really did become friends." - on the bathtub scene.

Sheryl Crow

"One of my favorite things about Sheryl is I think she's a fighter, kind of scrappy," he said in a recent interview. "But the thing that probably goes along with that, which can get a bit tricky, is never being satisfied."

Shyness

In reality, Wilson says he's not as shy as his character. "It depends on the girl," he says. "I think everyone can kind of relate to having this one person that really intimidates and thrills you and makes you feel like an idiot in the stuff you say."

Smoking

"Smoking is obnoxious," he says, pulling onto the highway. "It just fits the profile of some young actor driving, like, an old Mustang with a cigarette. It's like, did you ever see Barfly? And this is actually kind of a cliché to talk about Bukowski. But I love the part in that movie where Mickey Rourke talks about the bartender who just stole his girlfriend, saying, 'Why did it have to be Eddie? He symbolizes everything that disgusts me: obviousness, unoriginal macho energy, ladies man.' "

Sports

"I wasn't good at baseball. I was scared of those crazy Little League pitchers. One pitch is over the backstop, the next hits the dirt six feet in front of you. I played football in high school instead. I was a receiver. I was so so."

"Even now, living in Santa Monica, my main thing is going to the ocean. I love swimming and bodysurfing."

"I grew up swimming in the ocean and bodysurfing. I tried surfing in Manhattan Beach and I was, like, people always talk about how hard this is, but there's not that much to it. It was pretty easy to just get up and ride the white water. But it was sort of a different story when it came to Hawaii and I tried those waves. I kind of stopped surfing after I realized that I was just pearling - which is when your board goes into the water and you flip over - and was about to break my neck. I went back to treading water."

Starsky & Hutch

"It was three weeks into the movie before I found out we weren't doing Dukes of Hazzard."

Stunts

"I learned from working with Jackie Chan (in Shanghai Noon and its sequel, Shanghai Knights) not to do any stunts," Wilson lazily intones about his knack for stealing scenes without breaking a sweat. "I think by the end, all my roles will just be playable from a chair."

"I'd like to be known as the actor who does none of his own stunts. Even bending down to pick something up -- 'Hey, need a stuntman here.' "

Sundance Film Festival

"It's an injustice that still sticks in my craw. I'm not going to say they let in some sh***y movies but there was no way that film couldn't have been in the top 20 movies accepted that year.

"Last year at the Academy Awards, Robert Redford received an Honorary Award and when they showed his work at Sundance they showed a clip of Bottle Rocket. It was never at Sundance. And now they take credit for it."

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