#because the beauty is that it's SUCH a great film that all others pale in comparison

[lesbianshepard]

me reading a post about non-existent fictional mobsters from a movie that has never existed

[sirfrogsworth]

Photo Restoration Project - Part 1

A long time ago, Katrina sent me some old photos of her family I could restore. Her parents have been helping me from afar for years and I really wanted to do something nice for them. Unfortunately my dad got much worse and I pretty much forgot about this project for quite some time.

But then I decided to visit Katrina in Orlando and we discussed having dinner with her parents and I remembered these photos. So I thought I would fix them up so I could present them as a gift in person.

The first and most important photo was from her parents wedding.

Old photo prints can fade over time due to UV light exposure. From what I understand, different colors fade at different rates and red/orange tones tend to be the least susceptible to this fading. Thankfully all of the color information is still there, it's just that the darks are not as dark and the lights are not as light. The dynamic range got squeezed like an accordion. However, if you do a levels adjustment on the red, blue, and green channels individually, you can unsqueeze the accordion and balance everything back to the way it was.

But you can't always save everything and there may be other damage that needs fixing. If something becomes pure white, there is no way to restore that detail. Thankfully I was able to use the new generative fill feature to bring back detail in the dress, the flowers, and the tuxedo shirt.

And because I hate front facing flash and how it makes colors look ugly and sterile, I may have also added a marble floor and pillars.

Next up was a photo of Anastasia, Katrina's mom, protesting Henry Kissinger on behalf of her home country of Greece. This suffered from the same color fading issues.

What made this one a little more tricky was an uneven fading. The left side had to be adjusted independently and the top was even more faded. I had to isolate the trees to bring back their color. And the protest signs were difficult to read, so I enhanced those as well.

Next we have this lovely photo of Anastasia tending to some house plants.

This photo was actually in decent shape. It lost a little contrast, had a little bit of fading, and her top retained almost no detail I could recover. Recovering accurate skin tones is probably one of the most important skills I learned when restoring these photos. I wanted to keep that filmic look of the era while avoiding making people look jaundiced or pale. Lightroom's new masking feature that let's you isolate every aspect of the people it detects in a photo. This made fixing skin tones much easier. I could isolate just her face or her lips or her hair or her eyes and make precise individual adjustments. This process could have taken a great deal longer without this feature. But, I brought back proper contrast and color, added a little bit of detail to her top with gen fill, and hopefully got fairly accurate skin tones as well.

Next up, forward facing flash strikes again in a photo of Mike and Anastasia during Christmas.

Film did not do well in low light. If it was indoors and nighttime, you pretty much had no choice but to use flash. But a flash is a very small, bright light source and this causes a very unflattering result on humans. Today we have much more powerful flashes with rotating heads. We can bounce the light into the ceiling or off a wall and increase the size of the light source to get a more flattering result.

In this photo I wasn't able to do much, so I just balanced the skin tones and brought out some hidden detail and called it a day. It's still a lovely memory and thankfully film has such character that it negates a lot of the unflattering aspects of direct flash.

Next up is some cuteness...

A big priority when editing photos is to make sure the subjects are the star of the photo. And in this one their faces were a bit obscured in shadow. There was also a lot of haze in the background hiding the beautiful vista. Not to mention when I cleared that haze, there was this super faint hint of something in the sky. I can't tell if it was a rainbow, but I decided to believe it was a rainbow. The only thing that I am still struggling with, and this seems to be common with a lot of old photos, is green. Getting a good, saturated, natural green to look right has been very difficult. Everything I try ends up looking toxic or fake. The only thing that ends up looking right with the rest of the photo is more of a yellow-y brown. It's something I'll have to work on as I learn, but as long as the overall photo looks balanced and natural, I'm okay with not perfectly nailing the greens.

Up next we have a lovely scene on a Greek dock...

As far as editing goes, this was pretty basic. I just undid the fading, adjusted the skin tones, replaced the blown-out sky, and made the colors pop. But I think this is actually one of my favorite before and after shots. I just love how such a simple fix brought this scene to life.

A new car is a big deal and Anastasia looks so proud here...

This image has another common issue in addition to the typical fading of colors. It has a yellowish orange color cast. This could have been an issue with the film used or the development process or a chemical reaction on the print. A color cast is a lot like looking through colored glasses. It's like a translucent color material was put on top of the image. This can be a little trickier to deal with, but if you know your color theory, you might already know the solution. Blue is the opposite of yellow/orange on the color wheel, so if you introduce blue to the image it should balance out. Also, add a sky if it was missing.

Next up we have a landscaping project...

This one wasn't too tricky, but there was one interesting issue I had to address. All light has a color temperature. Daylight has a temperature of around 5500K. But the inside of the garage was being lit by reflected light and so that light took on the color temperature of the things it was bouncing off of. So I had to mask out the people and the car and address the color temperature inside the garage to make everything look balanced. Also, the green fought me hard on this one. And with the theme of this picture being plants, I felt I really needed to find a tone that worked. I think I finally got there, but I spent way too much time in the color picker doing trial and error of green tones. Also, new sky.

With this next one I actually did a pretty thorough explanation of how I edited it. But this was probably my favorite puzzle to solve from this collection of photos.

I'll do the abridged explanation...

The physical photograph was printed on a paper with a very heavy texture. And when it was scanned, the light from the scanner bounced off that texture and created a pattern of unwanted highlights.

I was worried this was impossible to fix and I almost gave up on this photo. But after one final Google search I discovered something called "Fast Fourier Transform." It's a mathematical formula that can be used to detect patterns. And the image editing software Affinity Photo, just so happens to have a filter called FFT denoise that helps you remove unwanted patterns from scanned photos.

And thanks to that filter, I was able to remove a substantial amount of that pattern...

Then I did my standard clean up techniques...

Oh, and I decided to try learning how to colorize.

Photoshop has a new set of experimental filters and a colorization tool is one of them. It is not great yet, but it is a great starting place. Instead of having to hand paint every single thing in the photo, Photoshop gave me a base to work with and I could take it from there with traditional techniques.

That's all I have the energy for today, but there are a bunch of cool restorations to talk about. Hopefully you all find this interesting. It was such a great gift to give to Katrina's parents. And spending that time with them and making them happy felt like I was with my own parents again. So we all got a gift in that wonderful evening.

Part 2 coming as soon as I have the energy!

[lovebugism]

Halloween is not really a big thing in my country so our october is as lame as every other month 😭

What do you think about sunshine/ditzy!reader planning her all on pink Halloween costume and eddie trying to convince her to go as something from one of his fav horror movies, or something silly like as a gremlin.

I love everything you write so I'll be happy with anything really

ily <333

ty angel! hope you like it! — eddie and his ditzy gf have trouble deciding on matching costumes (established relationship, fluff, ditzy!reader, can be read as a modern!au, 0.8k)

fictober (㇏(•̀ᵥᵥ•́)ノ)

“You don’t like my costume?” you wonder, all pouty in your pretty pink leotard and biker short duo. 

You’ve mastered the Barbie look — at least from what Eddie can remember. You’re only missing the neon rollerblades and matching yellow kneepads. You’re the prettiest, most vibrantly colored ball of sunshine he’s ever seen in his life.

“I love your costume, babe, don’t get me wrong…” Eddie assures as he rises from the couch, flashing you a rosy grin as he shakes his head. “But I am not wearing tights.”

Your pout deepens at his refusal to match with you. He was the Ken to your Barbie, after all — even if he wears so much black he basically absorbs all the light in any given room. “But why?” you ask in an unabashed whine.

“‘Cause if I knew I’d be wearing biker shorts for Halloween, I would’ve started doing squats three months ago.”

“But you’d make such a nice Ken!”

Eddie’s chocolate eyes narrow. “Do I look like Ken to you?”

“Well… No,” you answer, faltering only slightly when your gaze darts across the pale features of your wild-haired, metalhead boyfriend. “But it’s not like I look like Elvira!”

Eddie’s face twists like he’s tasted something sour, he’s that offended by your words.

His matching costume idea was the total opposite of your bright pink and sporty one. He wanted you to be a beautiful, shadowy thing hanging on his side in all black — the Mistress of the Dark to his Prince of Darkness. He still gets a little giddy thinking about it.

“Are you serious?” Eddie scoffs, playfully insulted and loud with it. His voice booms across the trailer as he takes you in his arms, curling his calloused fingers around your elbows. “You’re a total smoke show, babe— you’re killer. That’s, like, the only prerequisite.”

You roll your eyes at his compliment, though it has you blushing something fierce. 

Self-loathing was always hard with Eddie around ‘cause he thinks you’re the prettiest thing that’s ever walked the Earth. You’re not quite as certain as he is about it, but he says it with so much confidence that it’s hard to disagree.

“I do have a great set of boobs…” you lilt quietly, eyes flitted to the ceiling as you imagine yourself as the bombshell from Eddie’s favorite movie.

Your quoting of the film, along with your subtle reconsideration, has him grinning. “Yes, you do,” he affirms with a rapid and boyish nod. 

His gaze falls to your breasts, squeezed tight by the spandex fabric clinging to you like it was made to do it. His face heats with embarrassment when he notices he’s all but ogling at you. Then he realizes he doesn’t have to be embarrassed because you’re his girlfriend. It’s his job to ogle at you. It’s fucking metal.

“And an incredible pair of legs…”

“Exactly.”

“…But I still wanna be Barbie.”

Eddie’s grin never wavers. “Figured.”

“But you don’t have to be Ken if you don’t want!” you affirm quickly, eyes as wide as your glittering smile. “You can still be that weird, freaky singer guy that bit the head off that bat that one time.”

“Ozzy Osbourne,” he corrects.

“Yeah! We can just compromise. Easy peasy.”

Eddie deflates with a dramatic huff. His features twist in a puppy-like pout as he pulls you closer to him. “But you know I hate not getting my way,” he whines, mostly playful.

“I know,” you hum with a sympathetic smile. You gravitate towards him without thinking twice, arms wrapping around his shoulders as you press your chest to his. “But it makes sense, right? I’ve always been like Barbie, and you always liked me anyway… Right?”

He hates that you’re even asking — like he hasn’t been head over heels for you and stumbling all over himself since the day he met you. “I mean, obviously.”

“And you’ve always been a freak! And I’m, like, fucking obsessed with you—” you ramble, as bright as sunshine, until you realize the weight of your words. You grow abruptly serious. “No offense.”

He keeps on beaming like a lovesick idiot. “None taken.”

“And Halloween’s a cool way to represent that, right? Like, yeah, we’re different and we’re hot. Screw couples’ costumes!”

Eddie grows so suddenly fond. His chest warms and sparkles with it, like his dark eyes that melt for you. “Yeah. You’re probably right.”

“I know,” you shrug, still smiling. “I usually am.”

He grins wide before pressing a kiss to your smart mouth. It’s an innocuous peck — a meshing of plush lips and a lingering there. A quiet smack fills the tiny trailer when he parts from you just to pout, “You know I’m gonna have to walk behind you all night to keep people from staring at you, right?”

You giggle when his warm, calloused palms smooth over the outsides of your hips. “You do that anyway, Eds.”

“Well, yeah,” he responds, shrugging like it’s obvious. “‘Cause the view’s so nice.”

[monkey-network]

Good Stuff: Best Movies of 2023

This was NOT a great year for blockbusters, huh? This was probably Disney's worst in years, multiple flops including what was meant to be their centennial anniversary film. It looked remarkably by the numbers, but think of the conglomerate's losses... Anyway, this to me was a pretty great year for films. Like 2022, I'm amazed at the variety we got that says more about the shifting tides of people's interest in movies. It was the most times I've been to the theater. We got a big worker's strike over the summer, especially large push back against degenerates trying to push AI to do more than just shitposting. And it was enough for me to know Adam Sandler, Godzilla, and Hayao Miyazaki could get the better of Disney. With this said, let this be a first for Good Stuff and count down my favorites of this year.

12. Renfield

My suspicions were on the money and I'm glad I gave this a shot in the theaters. Cage was the best Dracula I could've asked for in what you might say was an Adult Swim-esque dark comedy. It definitely has that style of gruesomeness and humor given Robert Kirkman and the Writer/Director behind Moral Orel made this. Unfortunately, Ben Schwartz stuck out like a sore thumb even if he fulfills his purpose in this, reminding me of Christopher Mintz-Plasse in KickAss; I feel he or Jason Schwartzman would've been better suited. Plus it can feel all over the place, an identity crisis that you can't even grasp after it finishes. Then again, I just had fun watching and would gladly rewatch for Cage and Hoult who are the highlights of this.

11. Migration

Call it blasphemous, but I enjoyed this more than the Mario movie. It's essentially Rio mixed with National Lampoon's Vacation, with a lovable cast, solid animation, and an eazy breezy road trip story. I've always looked to Illumination for simple enjoyable romps and I got what I expected here. Gave me Amphibia vibes in a way, replace frogs with birds. Everything surrounding the villain is my only real issue, he was an obvious and very nothing bad guy, but it's overall better paced than Super Mario Bros where it felt like you watched an eternity in 3 minutes. Still don't get the air of folk looking down on this for just being serviceable when it's honestly become my favorite Illumination movie next to the first Despicable Me.

10. Killers of the Flower Moon

Sad to say this is the weakest Scorsese movie for me, mainly because it felt like we're following the wrong main character. Lily Gladstone is incredible in this, among the other great performers, but she felt sidelined in favor of DeCaprio and De Niro's perspectives. It's like if in 1995's Casino, we just follow Ginger throughout the moment Sam introduces her. I liked the turmoil Leo's character goes through, but it paled in comparison to Mollie who was more affected by his and Hale's actions. That does not mean it's all bad. This can be a beautiful, dynamic, and ruthless movie that just made me feel bad for watching it; running with the words "harsh reality" throughout the 3 and a half hour runtime.

9. Good Burger 2

I watched Good Burger 1 & 2 this Thanksgiving weekend, and just had a blast. These are the kind of movies that are charmingly stupid but not insultingly so. Kel Mitchell's Ed is emblematic of how much dumb fun this duology is where he's actively comical but not smoothbrained to ruin your time. This I say is like Home Alone 2 where it is just beat for beat the 1st movie with minor developments but that doesn't really matter when it's just as well put together. It never feels like Kenan nor Kel missed a beat and the drama not overstaying its welcome. It is just "Good Burger Again" without it feeling like diminishing returns compared to other rehashing sequels.

8. Leo

Can you believe this got better publicity than Disney's Wish? Even YMS could appreciate this movie, that's how you know Sandler has his recognizable game when you least expect it. But Leo is a surprisingly good comedy that has actually sincere moments. Being Happy Madison's 2nd ever animation, it's like Adam waited to refine the production as opposed to putting a cash grab together like one would expect. It's not all good, especially trying to be a musical, but seeing it once you'd be impressed how much good it does with the risks it takes.

7. Nimona

Like Migration, everything surrounding the villain is the one big issue I have with this, especially when it comes to affecting the film's message. At the same time, she pales in comparison to the dynamic pairing of Ballister Blackheart and the titular shapeshifter. Nimona is my favorite character of 2023, her energy and confidence matched by the struggle she bears existing alone and the facade made to band-aid it. Her and Ballister's journey alone made me glad this got out of development hell, being Blue Sky's final production posthumous. To me it wasn't about being a take that to Disney, it was about the fact a movie like Nimona got to exist as great as it did. Hoping Stevenson is satisfied with their adaptation, because it definitely earned its flowers.

6. Emesis Blue

Offhand, it openly sucks that Letterboxd refuses to let this stay on the site to log, but it can't be overstated how much of a marvel this was. Repurposing not just the characters, but the lore and mechanics of Team Fortress 2 into a feature length horror thriller. The animation's top notch where it can have godly framing that was on par with the known legends of horror film making. SFM animations can be beautiful on their own, shitpost or otherwise, but Emesis Blue goes a step beyond by having a compelling story fitting for the universe on top of, again, every frame being a painting.

5. Shin Kamen Rider

I've never really saw any Tokusatsu shows. Not that I hate the genre, just could never get into it while recognizing the glorious looking chaos found in clips. Knowing Hideaki Anno directed was what got me into seeing this film and it opened my mind quite a bit. This was the legacy film that definitely had Anno's touch in both the action and drama. While the climax can notably drag, you never feel left out of what was essentially the original Kamen Rider's origin story. It doesn't have the complex VFX of stuff like Marvel, but the costumes and fight scenes makes me wish we got more of this in America beyond Power Rangers.

4. TMNT Mutant Mayhem

Advertising before release really didn't make this appear like a promising film. If there's anything I learned from this year though, appearances can be deceiving. Like Nimona was for her movie, the creative choices for this made it the TMNT movie I never knew I wanted. To me this felt akin to the Lego Batman movie where it's not only a good love letter of the franchise for more than its fanservice, but this spin on the characters is able to have a new sincere view of them without overhauling everything about the TMNT. That and it has the greatest needle drops I've had in a long while like how do insert He-Man Fabulous Secret Powers and expect me to hate this?

3. Godzilla Minus One

I call this a great year for films because it marks the first time I got to see a Toho produced Godzilla, with subtitles, in an real movie theater. Needless to say, it felt like I got to enjoy the 1954 film again anew. Not a remake mind you, but the parallels were uncanny and this spins here work just as well, if not more here than with the original in a couple places. Both are still strong movies nonetheless. Minus One is a refurbish that dishes out what people always wanted and uniquely giving a little more while never sacrificing why the OG is that timeless. With it getting more than a limited release, I'm glad this got to be more than a niche celebration of the kaijuu king.

2. Oppenheimer

This film's been meme'd to heaven, hell you could say it got meme'd to success thanks to its dual release with Barbie, but it didn't undermine getting hooked to watching this anyways. This really has become my favorite Nolan film, a compelling biopic that doesn't exactly herald its titular lead in the best light thanks to the paradoxical storytelling. Oppenheimer gives us the largest ensemble I know, and delivers in the most breathtaking moments I never knew I could get. Cillian killed it among the many who made the three hours of people sitting and talking in rooms actually tense and intriguing to thread. Plus it gave us the beauty of Josh Peck being the guy to detonate the test bomb like cherry on top of this cinematic cake.

1. The Holdovers

I remember watching Alexander Payne's Sideways with Paul Giamatti as a high schooler but couldn't appreciate it until rewatching this year. It's one of the best mid-life crisis comedies you could see, still fresh in its easy going presentation and music. The same can be said for this film, made to feel like it came from the late 70s or 80s with the old opening logos that I didn't think you could do in these times. Out the gate, this was the holiday story I was shocked would be as relatable as it was, with the trio of Giamatti, Randolph, and Sessa each having their story that resonated with me strongly. With the right amount of time, Payne offers an remarkably cozy, down to earth movie where from reserved to outgoing, it did a lot for me emotionally. Like Netflix's Klaus, I kinda want this to be a traditional rewatch for the holiday seasons. One that everyone should try at least once, especially if they feel the disillusionment of the season where this might lift their spirits one way or another.

If there's anything to learn from this year, it's that the meta has definitely shifted. Even when the many on my list didn't make billions like the Avatar films, the variety and risks made spoke more than the big dogs like Disney and WB putting out unprofitable blockbusters that ranged from very by the numbers to you don't need to see The Flash to know how god awful it just was. More people are & should branch out beyond the major mainstream names. Not that the big dogs aren't ever gonna make great films in the coming years, but we should appreciate more than the big budget features you can tell are playing it safe. Time can be patient for great cinema, sleeper hits or not, so take advantage while you're young.

[written-in-flowers]

I’m sure it’s been requested already but Otto Hightower x Rosebud!reader x Emely threesome fic when 👀 👀 👀

A/N: ahhhh actually no, nobody's asked until now but I was gonna do it anyways lmao I absolutely love this old dilf (coincidently I was watching one of his other films when I wrote this). Hope y'all like it! The ending is a kicker.

Warnings: threesome sex, bisexual!reader, oral sex (m. and f. receiving/giving), sloppy kissing, nipple play, breast play, multiple orgasms, slight edging, overstimulation (m. and f.), cum swapping, loads of dirty talk, facials, voyerisum, pantie sniffing (sort of? it's really a cloth she used), Daemon being a creep and Otto being a horny old man.

Summary: It's Otto's nameday, and you have a special surprise for him.

Pairing: Otto x Fem!reader x Fem!oc

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Otto normally did not make a big deal about his name day, not at his age. But, you did. You started it with a quiet breakfast in your dining hall together; then a stroll through the gardens with your son, Cedric, who’d just learned how to walk. You both spent time with his grandchildren and great grandchildren in the royal apartments. You knew he loved spending time with his loved ones, and you made sure his name day was full of it. Otto never felt so grateful to a person before. Finally, the day ended with a family dinner. All of his favorite people sat together at a table full of his favorite dishes, talking and laughing. The atmosphere remained light and cheerful throughout the evening. 

You’d promised him a special gift later on, and he couldn’t wait to have you alone to unwrap it. You left him at the dinner to ‘prepare’ it, telling him to come to bed in a few minutes. Otto counted them down. His mind whirled with the possibilities. Perhaps you’d found a new position to try or a new place you’d like him to take you. He already knew he’d remove the pale pink gown you’d worn for the occasion; the innocent, light color gave you an aura of purity and innocence he knew you didn’t have. Maybe you’d pretend to be a maiden again, eager for him to take her virginity. When the dinner ended with lots of well wishes, thank yous, and kisses, he walked up to his chambers in the Tower of the Hand. There, he discovered your present. 

Naked on top of dark green covers, you rested horizontally on the bed so he saw every inch of your body. Emely, your handmaiden, laid on top of you, also nude and grinding against you. She was a breathtaking beauty. A girl from the Riverlands, she had dark curls that went down her back and heavy-lidded eyes. His jaw dropped seeing you both locked in a passionate kiss. Emely’s delicate hands groped both your breasts while you kissed; yours grabbed at her bottom, firm and round in your hands. You both must’ve sensed his entry, because you broke your kissing to look over at him. 

“Surprise,” you grinned, head turned so Emely could kiss your neck. 

“A surprise, it is.”

“I remember what you once told me when I asked you about your fantasies,” you said, “When you said you’d like to have two women at once?”

“Gods be good…”

“Well, Emely here is quite experienced in matters of love making,” you planted a few kisses on the woman’s lips, “With men and women.”

“Y/N…This is…”

“Would you like to watch for a while, my lord?” Emely asked him, “You can watch me pleasure your pretty wife or you can watch her pleasure me.”

“Oh yes…yes, I would.”

Kisses silenced both your excited giggles. This time, you made sure he spotted your tongues sliding over one another and rolling around. He walked to the edge of the bed, untying his trousers and sliding his hand inside. His eyes landed on both your chests. Your tits pressed into Emely’s large, supple ones. He saw your nipples brush against one another every time she grinded into you. It became clear why you’d chosen Emely, a lowborn prostitute, to be your handmaiden instead of a girl already in the castle. Her ass, round and firm, looked good enough to eat, and she had large, supple breasts. He ran his hand over his crotch as you spread Emely’s cheeks wide, showing him her ass hole before letting them clap back together. He envisioned the things he could do to that hole; no doubt she’s done it before. She began kissing down your neck to your chest, where she took one nipple in her mouth. Emely looked back to see him beside you, and pointedly flicked her tongue on you. A tease. Otto imagined the small hints of arousal you must be feeling right then. You always grew wetter when doing the naughtier things during sex; the more taboo things court ladies grimaced at. You spotted him playing with himself and reached a hand up to his crotch. Emely helped you tug them down enough to see his cock. 

“I never guessed you’d be so big, my lord,” Emely commented, cupping his balls while you rubbed the front. “No wonder her ladyship rides it so much.”

“It tastes good too,” you told her, “I love swallowing it when he shoots it in my mouth.”

“Mmm, I can’t wait to taste it then.”

Hearing such dirty talk aroused him even further. Separating from each other, you knelt up on either side of him to start undressing him. He kissed you first, your lips stoking a fire deep in his loins, before turning to Emely. Her kisses tasted as sweet as yours. He worried for a moment; he worried he might snap his eyes open and you’ll be gone. It seemed unreal. He’d have two of everything tonight: two pairs of breasts, two asses, and two cunts. He could do whatever he wished with either of you. Otto never guessed you’d want to share him, which is why he didn’t push for a third partner. The moment you both had him naked, you tossed him onto his back. His excitement folded over on itself seeing the two of you crawling over to him on the bed. He rested against the pillows, bringing one woman to each side of him to continue kissing and fondling. However, you and Emely had different ideas. You both rested your breasts right in front of his face. 

It was heaven. Emely and you giggled seeing his marveled expression, then squealed when he started kissing them. He didn’t know where to begin. He couldn’t believe it was happening: two pairs of gorgeous breasts in front of him, slightly bouncing and pressing to his face. He stuck his tongue out for nipples to drag over it; he sucked at whichever got closest to him. Emely squeaked particularly loud when he latched his mouth to one of her nipples, sucking firmly and moaning against it. She jiggled them over his lips to tease him; never letting him fully take it back in, but not moving away so that he couldn’t lick at it. He gave a low groan when you grabbed one of her tits and held it for him to suck on eagerly. He sensed your fingers massaging it as he did so, much to Emely’s delight. 

“He truly loves tits, doesn’t he?” she said, eyes closed as he licked her nipple directly in the center. 

“He does,” you replied, “Why do you think my gowns are so low cut? It’s because my husband is extremely fond of them. I like to tease him.”

“I think I’m going to enjoy teasing him too.”

The thought of having two pairs of tits at his whims made him grow harder. You must’ve noticed his cock twitch, because then you reached down and grabbed the shaft. He started attacking your nipples next, making you moan as he did it. Emely must’ve noticed his cock twitch, because she then reached for his shaft. He whimpered, feeling her hand caress his hardness. She pulled it to his stomach to cup his balls again, and he bucked his hips into her hand. 

“But, Gods, this cock,” she sighed, leaving his side for his hips, “I’m envious. I wish I had one this nice to play with whenever I wanted.” Otto looked to see her take him in her hand and licked the tender head slowly, “I hear you two when I walk by at night, and wish it was me my lord was fucking so senselessly.” 

“He does fuck me so incredibly good,” you whined as he went back to sucking your teats, “He knows exactly what to do to make me…Otto, oh gods…”

His tongue found the middle of your nipple and brushed over it rapidly. His hand found your sex between your thighs, and instantly started rubbing over your slit. Smears of your wetness touched his fingertips, making him spread it over each nipple to lick it off. Emely continued licking his cock down below, flicking her tongue on the sensitive underside then sliding down to his balls. He almost felt his cum churning inside them, wanting to be shot over each of you. The moment he stood straight up, you joined your handmaiden in her teasing. Otto watched the two women take turns sucking on his shaft and head. You both kissed each other over his member, sometimes with the tip in between your mouths and tongues. The light brushes made him half insane. Soon, you both began stroking him together, your tongues lapping against his balls to tease him further. He thought he might lose it right then, but he forced himself to keep hold on it. He didn’t want to finish right away. 

“Put him between your tits,” you instructed her, giving her soft kisses over his ballsack. “He loves that.”

Emely giggled in delight, and squished her breasts around Otto’s stiff member. He moaned at the sight of his reddening dick between her large breasts. It was made better when you licked at the head poking out from the middle. He reached down to pinch one of her nipples, making her whimper every time he rolled it in his fingers. Otto then noticed your hand sliding down her back to her bottom, then disappearing behind it. Emely gasped then laughed when your hand started caressing her pussy. Otto groaned. 

“Would you like to watch me lick her cunt, Husband?” you asked him, sucking greedily on his head when Emely sat her tits on him. “Or would you like her to lick me?” 

“Watch. I want to watch.”

Resting on her back, Emely spread her legs for you immediately and guided you towards her pussy. Otto knelt beside her, his cock finding her mouth right away. Fully in her mouth, he groaned when her lips started sucking him. Otto continued pinching one of her nipples as he looked down to where you were. You’d pulled her glossy lips apart and licked a stripe up her middle. Judging by how your tongue swirled around her clit so expertly, the woman moaning around his member, he guessed you’d done this before. He wondered how many times you’ve pleasured your handmaiden, and how many times she pleasured you in return. 

“Tell me,” he huffed, pushing his dick into Emely’s warm mouth. 

“Tell you what, my lord?” you asked innocently, lapping at Emely’s swollen clit. You sucked up the wetness surrounding her lips, taking each one in her mouth. 

“How often do you two do this to each other?”

Your shared laughter answered his question. “Not often,” you replied, “But we have.”

“When? How?”

“When my lady bathes,” Emely answered, stroking him when not using her mouth. “I can’t help it. I love feeling her gorgeous body, and hearing the little sounds she makes when I run the sponge over her privates. Many a time I’ve warmed her little parts up for you to fuck later on,” she suckled on his leaking tip, humming softly around it from your mouth pleasuring her. “And she returns to favor very eagerly.”

“She arouses me so much,” your voice was muffled by the clit in your mouth, “I can’t help but eat her pussy right after.” You looked up at him, not taking attention off Emely’s pussy, “I’m sorry I never told you. I felt ashamed for keeping it from you, but…I couldn’t help myself. It felt so good.”

“I bet it did,” he moaned. “I don-don-don’t bl-blame you, sweetling. Keep eating her. I like wat-watchin-g-g you.”

He kneeled there, Emely’s mouth working his dick while yours suckled on her cunt. The pleasure coursing through his body to his center made him pulsate on her tongue, which teased and traced the throbbing veins. He turned to see glimpses of your tongue brushing over her glistening clit, whirling and flicking it to hear Emely’s muffled moans. He grabbed Emely’s dark curls and pulled her closer to his groin so he slid further into her throat. Her hums tickled the head, causing him to nearly cum before he stopped. He nearly did again when he saw Emely’s body begin to tense and tremble at your tongue. She pushed her hips into your face, moaning and panting heavily while you hungrily feasted on her. Otto slipped out of her mouth and jerked over her. She locked your head to her body with her thighs, grinding and squirming until she came hard and loud. She only released you after she’d finished, panting on the bed. 

But you all were far from done. 

He rested flat on the bed, and you both straddled him. Otto watched you take hold of him, and press him to Emely’s pussy. She whined from the tingling feeling her sensitive sex felt, but did not shy away or protest. You reached from behind her to rub her wet clit, spreading it open so he could see his head brush over it repeatedly. 

“You’re going to love his cock,” you said to her, kissing her neck and poking him inside her, “I knew once I fucked it I wouldn’t get enough.”

“Gods, I hope so,” she moaned, angling her hips so his tip prodded her entrance, “I hear him fuck my mistress and want so badly to have it too. When she asked me to join, I couldn’t help but say ‘yes’.” 

“Then, why don’t you have a seat?”

Otto plunged himself fully into her, and both of them moaned loudly. Emely started at a steady pace as she rode him; you grabbed her tits to tease and pinch in the meantime. Otto held onto her hips, eyes rolling back at the tight hole squeezing his cock. 

“Come here,” he ordered you, reaching for you before you came over to him. “I want to hear you moan.” 

“Otto…”

You took your place on top of his face, your sex lowered onto his mouth so he could greedily suck on it. The amount of arousal inside you made you so sensitive to his tongue. The combination of your delicious pussy on his tongue and Emely grinding on him caused him to growl. He heard the sounds of lips smacking and the two women began moaning together through lip-locked kisses. He wanted so much to buck his hips into Emely, use her body as he wanted, and feel her cum around him again. But, he stayed put to focus on the hard bundle of your clit, flicking and sucking hard on it the way you liked. He let the both of you use him to your hearts’ desires. At one point, Emely slipped him out of her and you’d put your sweet mouth around his length. You rocked your hips on his tongue, moaning and sucking Emely’s cum off his cock. 

“How do I taste, my lady,” Emely asked, “On your husband’s cock?”

“So delicious,” you replied, kneeling up to kiss her deeply. “Keep fucking him.”

He felt her tightness once more, and this time pushed into her hips. Emely kept still as Otto thrusted up into her and slid his tongue in your pussy. By the way you bent down, he imagined you wagging your tongue over her clit, making her shudder and quake on him. 

“Ooh, Husband,” you called to him, “I think our pretty whore is going to cum again. I think she’s ready for that.” 

“Oh, yes, yes, yes,” Emely panted, “Yes, my lady, yes.”

“Then cum. Cum all over my husband’s thick, hard-”

Your words were cut off by Emely’s orgasms. You and Otto groaned at the sound of it, knowing it was you two making her come undone a second time. A few pushes later, Emely slipped off him and laid beside him. It was your turn. Otto did not even have to ask how you wanted it. You rested back on the bed, and let him settle between your thighs. Emely took the spot beside you, and her lips instantly met yours. You shared a deep, passionate kiss as Otto slid himself inside you. Your legs around his waist, he stayed on his knees as he pumped into you. Emely and you kissed and touched each other’s pussies in front of him. It was an erotic sight he never wanted to look away from. In that moment, the world only consisted of three people, and he wished it stayed that way. 

“Your wife has such beautiful tits, my lord,” Emely went from your lips to your chest, where she sucked one of your nipples. “I love touching them when I give her baths. I love her hard nipples on my tongue…on my pussy…”

“Your…Your…” he nearly lost his mind watching her suck on them and listen to her dirty stories, “You do that?”

“Sometimes,” you answered, “On the night you left for Oldtown to see your brother? I let Emely in my bed to keep me warm, and she told me a story about a woman who came on her chest. I asked her how, and…she showed me.” 

The vision of his beautiful wife’s handmaiden using her breasts to cum made him pound into you harder. Emely began running circles around your clit, which heightened your pleasure even more. The sounds of your slick sex on her fingers, and his body slamming into yours coupled with your cries defeaned you three to the world. He tried keeping a simple rhythm to not bring his climax too quickly, but he couldn’t help it. Your tight walls clenched from all the pleasure attacking your body, and he needed to hear you cum. He wanted to make you quake like he always did. Like with Emely, he pulled out to let her taste you on his member; she switched between both you and him, so neither was without stimulation. The slight pause made it easy to come down from the edge while still allowing you pleasure. She audibly sucked the juices leaking out before bobbing her head on his cock and sliding him back into you. Soon, you gripped Emely’s hair and kept her mouth on your clit as your orgasm rocked your body. Otto withdrew simply to stop himself from joining you. This move let Emely drink from your quivering sex, and when she looked up at him, he kissed whatever juices remained on her lips. 

“She’s delicious,” he muttered, continuing to kiss her. 

“Very,” she agreed. “But, you taste equally good, my lord.”

“Even better, in my opinion,” you added, sitting up with her. 

The both of you took a hand and started stroking him again. You each took turns licking at his tip for the droplets of precum leaking from him. Pain struck his balls from trying to withhold his orgasm from them, but he didn’t want to disappoint them so soon. His entire life he dreamed of having two women, yet the values and morals he’d gone by said a man only took one woman. To indulge in such carnal acts was considered sinful by the church. Perhaps this was why he loved it so much; men often craved forbidden things. The fact that his wife enjoyed these things as well only aroused him further. 

“Please cum,” you pouted, playing with your breasts and sucking his tip after Emely, “I want Emely to taste it. Please, Husband? For me?”

“I-I-I don’-”

“-Please, my lord,” Emely said, cradling his balls for extra pleasure, “We have all night to take things slowly.” 

You each continued goading and whimpering until he finally let go. In a sudden crash, Otto gritted his teeth as streaks of white shot out of his cock. He kept his eyes on the two women sticking out their tongues for the thick substance dropping in their mouths. You kissed Emely with a mouth full of cum, giving her what you’d collected for her to swallow. He continued cumming until he ran out of steam, admiring the women at his hips. He let you each continue stroking him while you swapped cum until it was gone. Otto only went down on the bed when you two let him collapse between you. He took deep breaths to collect himself, yet you two continued. Emely and you laid on either side of him again, never letting go of his cock and balls. Small sparks of pain came from the hands stimulating his softening member. He placed soft kisses on each of you, tasting himself in every kiss. 

“Mm, as delicious as I expected,” said Emely, going down his body to suck on him softly. Her lips brought out a newfound sensitivity that made him jerk slightly. “May I please have more?”

“I don’t see why not,” you answered. You joined her below again to slide your mouth over his flaccid shaft. “It doesn’t take long for him to get hard again.” 

“I see,” she nodded, “Especially hearing the number of rounds you two go on any given night.”

“Ladies,” he chuckled, “Please…That’s a bit-”

“-Sensitive, my love?” you suggested. “That’s how we want it.”

“I’ve never had a man give me more than one orgasm before,” she hummed on his head, “I want my lord to make me do it over and over again.”

“Girls, please.”

It became a vicious, pleasurable cycle he never wished to escape. You both continued pleasuring him until he grew hard, then you sat on it. Otto watched Emely play with your breasts while you bounced on his length, unable to fathom how it could be happening. After having a leg shaking orgasm on top of him from Emely’s teasing and his cock, the handmaiden took your place and rode him again. This time, she put her breasts in his face so he could suck and grab them while you licked the space between his cock and her pussy down below. He could feel the flat of your tongue tease his base every time Emely lifted her hips off him. When she came hard and loud again, Otto flipped her onto her back and continued. You sat on her face in front of him, so he could see her pink tongue on your pussy again. He reached forward to touch your breast: one hand groping yours and another on Emely’s. Feeling her about to cum a fourth time, he withdrew so you could finish her off with your mouth. Meanwhile, he hurriedly went around and shoved himself into your leaking sex again. He switched between your pussy and Emely’s mouth, enjoying the mess and sounds coming from both of you. Two naughty, delicious sluts who wanted nothing but his cock drove him into a frenzy. He pulled you off Emely and onto the bed, where he rammed himself inside you until you screamed from the feeling of him pounding you. Emely sat on your face again, letting you tongue fuck her into another orgasm. 

He came down Emely’s throat after he finished fucking you, surprised he could produce more cum after the first time. She swallowed every drop and then watched you suck out whatever was left inside him. Sweat, semen, and slick covered your bodies. His muscles started to ache and weigh heavily from all the activity. He fell back on the bed again, panting and shutting his eyes. You and Emely laid with him but avoided touching his crotch. Neither of you complained when he instantly succumbed to exhaustion and passed out. 

****

Emely waited until both the lord and lady fell soundlessly asleep before making her exit. Normally, she’d stay and let her body rest, but there was money to be made. She’d originally turned down her lady’s proposal for the lord’s nameday present, but when the prince convinced her otherwise, she “changed her mind”. She had no idea it’d be as good as it sounded. The night proved enjoyable for everyone involved, and she knew her patron would be pleased with her report. She tiptoed around the bed to where you’d tossed your cloth after wiping yourself. A small white scrap of cloth, it was embedded with your scent now, wet patches started to seep into the fabric. Yes, he’ll be very pleased. Emely typically stayed away from her clients’ stranger requests, but he’d told her this one piece would keep her comfortable for a long time. Wiping herself quietly, she slipped on her chemise and bodice before sneaking out of the bedchamber. She passed nobody on the way down the stairs, or on her way to the servants’ quarters near the tower. He should be waiting for her in her chambers like he’d said.

When she entered her room, bare except for a bed, table, and dresser, she found Daemon Targaryen sitting on her bed. Black leather doublet over a red shirt and black pants, he rubbed a soft white petal between his fingers. His long blond hair down his shoulders, he looked like the dreamy prince all the women swooned over. He turned to her slowly as she appeared, an eyebrow raised, “Do you have it?”

“Right here, my lord,” she handed him the washing cloth. 

She watched him put the petal away and take the small white square in his hand. He absentmindedly handed her a small leather pouch which was heavy with gold. Daemon walked a few paces away from her, feeling the cloth in his hand and putting it to his nose and lips. She heard him give an audible groan, which was then muffled by the wet fabric. 

“How did she taste?”

“Not like much. Most women don’t, but she tasted good. I didn’t mind it.”

“How many orgasms?”

“I think about four? Five? I lost count, to be honest, my prince,” she laughed sheepishly. “She can go for a while, that’s for certain.”

“Her tits?”

“Warm and soft.”

“Her nipples?”

“Hard and sensitive.”

“Her cunt?” he growled into the cloth, sniffing it some more. 

“Tight, hot and extremely wet.”

“Will you fuck them again?”

“Dunno, my prince. They passed out afterwards.”

“Will you fuck her again?”

“If she wants,” she shrugged. “She’s a horny little vixen, I’ll tell you that much, my prince. That rose loves to sit on thorns.”

It was true. Yes, you were a graceful, elegant, proper lady in front of the King and court, but behind closed doors, your true nature revealed itself. Emely thought it was odd when you’d come to Madam Lottie’s brothel and asked to see her selection of young females. Noble ladies never went into whore houses or even into the city, if they could help it. You told Lottie you were looking for help with ‘personal matters’, and paid twice what a man would. Emely did launder your clothes and sheets. She did help you bathe and dress. She brought you your meals and poured your drinks. She even helped you with Cedric, your toddler. But, Emely served another purpose as well. You worried Lord Hightower might grow bored if he bedded you too often, so she filled in the holes on the nights he couldn’t. She didn’t mind in the slightest. She’d rather serve one horny mistress who was kind to her over a bunch of hairy, greasy men who barely looked at her face. When Prince Daemon learned one of Lottie’s girls left the Street of Silk for the Red Keep, he questioned her about your sexual exploits. The coin came in large bags, and you were none the wiser. 

It’s only business, after all. 

Emely watched Daemon keep the cloth to his lips as he thought. “You’ll bathe her tonight, won’t you?” he asked. 

“She bathes every night, my prince.”

“Good. I want to watch you pleasure her; get her out of the tub somehow so I can see her pretty, pretty, pretty parts…” his voice trailed off as he sniffed the cloth. It started to unsettle Emely. 

“My prince, if you want the woman, why not take her? You’re the Prince. What is she going to do?”

“No,” he shook his head, “I don’t want to rape her. It’s not satisfying if she doesn’t want it.” He licked a spot on the cloth and closed his eyes, “I want Lord Hightower’s slutty wife to beg for my cock before I give it to her.” He put the cloth in his pocket, “Good evening, Emely. Until next time.”

“Until next time, Prince Daemon.” 

With a soft shut of the door, nervousness sat inside her stomach. Prince Daemon was known to get what he wanted regardless of the consequences. She didn’t mind giving him articles of clothing or cloths with your pussy stains on them, but she hated the thought of him taking it a step further. What if he assaulted you? She didn’t want to be a part of that. Emely cleaned herself up properly from her water basin, and then went to sleep. She only hoped you’d exercise caution around the prince. 

Only The Seven know what he’s up to.

***

A/N: Dun, dun, dunnnnn, wow, this was a ride! I really like what I'm doing with Daemon in this series, and I thought of adding him into the mix. I won't give details, but I was wondering if anyone wanted to see rosebud!reader give into prince daemon's creepy desires or a whole ass fic of him pining over her somehow because I'm in a daemon phase atm lmao lemme know!

Feedback's always appreciated too, thanks! <3

[themousefromfantasyland]

The Finger

As told by Howard Schwartz

I'm officially in Halloween mode, so what about a Jewish folk tale where the supernatural creature is defeated by a rabbi solving a civil dispute?

And try to guess which film this Jewish folk tale served as inspiration for.

One night long ago, in the ancient city of Safed, three young men went out for a walk. Reuven, the eldest, was to be married the next day to a beautiful and wealthy maiden, and his companions laughed and joked and teased their friend. The moon was full that night, and the young men decided to leave the beaten path and walk in the thick forest that surrounded the city.

The moonlight illuminated even the darkest parts of the forest, and they passed through it fearlessly. At last, they reached the riverbank and rested on large rocks near the shore, while they watched the river below. Here they continued to make merry for they were very light intoxicated.

It was during this time that one of them noticed something strange nearby. It was an object the size of a finger that stuck out of the earth. They got up to examine it, assuming it was a root. But when they came closer, they saw to their amazement that it was indeed a finger that emerged there.

Now on a different night, the young men might have felt pity for one buried so near the surface. But filled with high spirits, they joked about it instead. One of them said: “Who among us will put a wedding ring on this finger?”

And Reuven, the groom-to-be, quickly replied that it must be he because he was to be the first one to marry. Then, as his friends looked on in amusement, Reuven took off his ring and slipped it on that finger, pronouncing as he did the words Harai at m’kudeshes li-“You are betrothed to me”-three times, as the law requires. But no sooner did he finish speaking than the finger began to twitch, much to the horror of the young men, who jumped back at the sight.

Suddenly the whole hand reached out from the earth, twitching, and grasping. And as they stared at it in horror, frozen in place, the ground began to rumble, as if the earth were about to open. Suddenly the body of a woman, wearing a tattered shroud, rose out of the earth, her dead eyes staring directly into those of Reuven, her arms open as she cried out, “My husband!” in a terrible and terrifying voice.

Hearing this, the three friends screamed in horror and took to their heels, running through the forest as fast as they could go. But this time the way was dark, for the moon had slipped behind a cloud, and as they ran they tore their clothes on thorns and branches, but never did they stop running or even dare to look back until they had reached their homes in the city. For all the time they ran, they heard the unearthly wail of the dead woman close behind. Only when they were safely in their own homes, with the doors locked and the windows shuttered, did they dare breathe a sigh of relief and tend to the many cuts they had acquired in their wild dash through the forest.

The next morning the three friends met together, still pale and shaken. And they agreed to keep the horrible events of the night a secret, for they were deeply ashamed of their jest and its terrible consequences. Then Reuven went to the ritual bath to prepare for the wedding and left his friends alone with their confused thoughts.

Now a great many people had gathered, for Reuven and his bride belonged to two of the most distinguished families in Safed. But just as the ceremony was about to begin, a bloodcurdling shriek came from the back of the crowd, followed by the screams of many others, provoking a panic. For there stood the corpse of a woman wearing only a worm-eaten shroud. Most of the crowd-including the bride and the families of the bride and groom-ran away when they saw her until none were left there except for Reuven and the rabbi, who had been about to pronounce the wedding vows.

The rabbi, alone among all of those present, retained his composure. He addressed himself to the corpse and said, “Why is it, woman, that you have left your final resting place and returned to the living?” And the corpse replied, in her unearthly voice:

“What blemish does the bridegroom find in me, that he should want to wed another? For cannot all the world see that he is wed to me?”

And she held up her hand, on which the ring of the bridegroom could be seen, with his initials engraved on it. Then the rabbi turned to the bridegroom, who was crouched in terror behind him, and asked if what the woman said was true. In a trembling voice, the young man told of his walk through the forest with his friends and of the jest they had played when they had found the finger sticking out of the earth. And the rabbi asked, “Did you pronounce the sacred vow three times?” The young man meekly nodded. And the rabbi asked, “Was it done in the presence of two witnesses?” Again Reuven nodded. Then the rabbi looked very grave and said that the rabbinic court would have to be convened to discuss the matter, for in the eyes of the law it appeared that the young man had indeed bound himself to that corpse in matrimony. When the bridegroom heard these terrible words, he fainted dead away and had to be carried off to his home.

In the days that followed, the city of Safed was in an uproar, for who had ever heard of a living man marrying a corpse? And the parents of Reuven begged the rabbi to find a way to free their son from the terrible curse. As for the rabbi, he immersed himself in meditation and the study of response, searching for a precedent. But there was none; instead one would have to be set. On the day the court was convened, the rabbi called upon the corpse to appear, and she did so, still wearing the worm-eaten shroud in which she had been buried. Under oath, she told what young Reuven had done in the forest. Then the rabbi called upon the two friends, who reluctantly confirmed what she said. At last, the rabbi called upon the bridegroom, who also confessed that the vow had been made, but pleaded with the court to annul the marriage, for he had never intended for it to happen.

Then the court addressed the dead woman and asked her if she would relinquish her claim, but the corpse was adamant that the marriage must be consummated. For while she had lived she had never married and had thus been denied her hour of joy. And she was determined to receive after death what she had been denied in life.

Then the rabbi called upon the parents of the bridegroom, who testified that the betrothal of their son to the daughter of the wealthy man had been made even before the birth of the children. The two couples had vowed that if one had a boy child and one a girl, then they were to be wed. And the parents of the bride confirmed this vow.

Finally, when all the testimony had been taken, the court gathered together to discuss the case, while young Reuven trembled, his eyes avoiding the terrible corpse that also stood waiting among them. At last, the court reached a decision, which the rabbi announced. He said, “It is true that in the presence of two witnesses, Reuven unwittingly made a vow of marriage that appears to be valid.” Here the rabbi paused, and the young man and his parents were filled with terror. Then the rabbi continued, “There are, however, other factors that must be considered. First, the wedding vow would deny the betrothal, and it is widely known that one vow may not be permitted to negate an earlier one. Second, the vow of the bridegroom was not made with intention. Finally, there is no precedent for a claim on the living by the dead. Therefore the vows cannot be accepted as valid, because the bride is not from among the living. The marriage is thus declared null and void!”

Now when the rabbi uttered these words, young Reuven fainted again, this time from relief. But the corpse, having lost her chance to wed either in life or in death let forth an ear-shattering shriek that pierced the souls of all those assembled there and filled their hearts with horror. Then she collapsed upon the ground and became again one of the dead.

When those assembled had, at last, calmed down, the rabbi gave orders to have the corpse reburied, with proper ritual and at a greater depth, so that such a tragedy would never happen again. And after her burial, the rabbi called upon the parents of the true bride to fulfill the vow they had made before their daughter had been born and to complete the wedding ceremony, which had been so terribly interrupted. This was done and at last, the wedding of Reuven and his true bride took place.

[aureentuluva70]

Spoilers for Rings of Power Ep 4: The Great Wave (mostly just talking about favorite parts)

Numenor:

Tar Miriel's dream of the Downfall of Numenor was insane. Like, if this is but a mere glimpse of what we're going to get to see when Numenor actually falls...holy cow. And it's the very first scene of the episode too! (I also find it rather haunting that the baby Miriel holds at the start is named Eliniel, who was a woman from the first age who was the wife of Gorlim the Unhappy. Gorlim bargained with Sauron, revealing the location of his fellow outlaws for his wife to be set free from imprisonment, only for Sauron to cruelly reveal afterwards he had killed Eliniel, and then proceeded to kill Gorlim himself.)

Galadriel telling Miriel that "there is a tempest in me", reminds me of the scene from Fotr when Galadriel is tempted to take the one ring. "...Not dark but beautiful and terrible as the dawn! As tempestuous as the sea!" Coincidence? I think not.

If you look closely in the scene where Tar Miriel shows Galadriel the vision of Numenor's Fall, in the room you can see four rather interesting relics, those relics being the sword of Narsil(looking identical to the blade from the Jackson films), the Dragon Helm of Dor Lomin, and Tuor's Axe and Shield.

Something someone on reddit pointed out is that the Palantir seems to be made out of labradorite, which is traditionally connected with visions and dreams. It's a nice touch!

Adar:

The interactions between Adar and the orcs has to be one of the highlights of the episode for me. And what makes it one of my favorite parts is because of just how...strangely moving it is?

Everywhere else, the orcs are depicted as terrifying, ruthless enemies, but in the presence of Adar, they display something I never would have expected to see from orcs: emotional vulnerability.

It was actually kind of surreal to watch. Because since when have we ever seen orcs displaying vulnerability or reverence of any sort? Well, we do here.

The orcs don't just revere Adar though, they adore him. They quite literally see Adar as his name suggests: A father-figure, one who actually seems to genuinely care for them.

In the introduction of Adar we see him comforting a dying orc, who whispers his name, smiling up at him. Adar smiles sadly back, tears of genuine sadness forming in his eyes, caressing the orc's face, all right before he mercy-kills him. The others then carry the orc's body away presumably to be buried. It's all so strangely moving that the entire scene has been totally burned into my brain.

As for theories as to who he could be, I still think he could be one of the first "orcs", among those elves who were taken and twisted by Melkor soon after their awakening. So in a way he is literally the father of all orcs, hence why he's called Adar. Of course this begs the question of whether there was an Orc mother, but I won't get too into that right now. As for now it seems like a pretty solid theory, and one I could definitely see being true.

But there's a new theory about Adar's identity that popped up when the episode was released, one that I really like, and it's that Adar could actually be Maeglin, who survived the fall from Gondolin's walls, and even if he didn't survive, those of Morgoth's armies could have found his body and used some dark magics to bring him back to life. He fits the physical description for one thing: dark hair, pale skin, black armor, even right down to the soft voice, it's all there. The scars on his face are definitely burns, which matches perfectly with his supposed fate of being thrown into fire. The black glove on his hand reminds me of an early draft of the Fall of Gondolin, where Earendil, after being taken hostage, bites Maeglin's hand before Tuor comes in and breaks Maeglin's arm right before he throws him over the edge.

Adar speaks Quenya, meaning he could be one of the Noldor. When Arondir reveals he was born in Beleriand Adar asks "by the mouth of the river?" He doesn't specify much on which river except that he traveled down that river when he was young, and that it was covered in sage blossoms. Maeglin was known to travel down the river Gelion often when visiting the Dwarves. So perhaps that is the river he is referring to.

It's probably less likely than the "Adar being the father of all orcs" theory, but it's still cool to think about. Not to mention the way it could tie into Elrond's storyline would be AWESOME.

Elrond and the Dwarves:

Just when I thought I couldn't fall more in love with Robert Aramayo's portrayal of Elrond, this episode proved me wrong. Dang, Celebrian is one lucky woman. Elrond is such a sweetheart, how could anyone with a soul not love him? This version of Elrond perfectly fits the book's description of "kind as summer". I love Hugo Weaving's Elrond, but he always came off as rather cold and stern. Rings of Power's Elrond features a much more book accurate portrayal of him, and Robert Aramayo does it flawlessly. There's just this care and feeling behind how he plays Elrond that's so genuine, how could I not love him?

The scenes between Celebrimbor and Elrond, and later Durin and Elrond talking about Earendil was definitely one of the best parts of this episode. I was grinning from ear to ear whilst also melting at the same time whenever Earendil was talked about. The way Elrond's interest is immediately peaked when Celebrimbor tells him how he reminded him of Earendil gets to me. But it's Elrond's words to Durin about Earendil that really had me bawling. I'll just let Elrond's words speak for itself:

"For many years, at day's end, I would look up at it...wondering what might he think if he were watching me. Would he be proud of what I've accomplished with his legacy? Or disappointed by the countless ways I'd failed to live up to it? But then, one night, it struck me, that I would be only happy to hear any judgement, so long as it granted me the opportunity to have but one more conversation with my father. Do not waste what time you have left with yours."

That had me bawling.

You can literally see the tears forming in his eyes when he says that, can feel that he means every word of what he's saying. Earendil was one of the greatest heroes of the First Age, and Elrond knows that. Just imagine the weight that must press down on Elrond's shoulders as the son of that same hero. Whenever he looks up at the evening star, that's his dad up there. He wonders what his father might think of him, whether he would be proud or disappointed with him.

But in the end, that doesn't really matter to Elrond, because all he really wants is to just be able to be speak with his father at least one more time, and it especially hurts when you think about the fact that Elrond didn't really know his father all that well. Earendil was always off on voyages, seeking help from the Valar. He was more of a distant figure of legend to Elrond than a close family member, and yet to just be able to talk with his father would be enough for him, no matter if he was proud or disappointed.

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I continue to adore Elrond and Durin's friendship, and the Dwarves in general. I continue to be amazed by just how well the Dwarves are written in this show. And Disa's singing? 👌 She's hands down one of my favorite characters so far.

But even as much as I love them all-*inhales*

ELROND EARENDILION WHY WOULD YOU TAKE THAT OATH HAVE MAEDHROS AND MAGLOR TAUGHT YOU NOTHING?????!!!!!! *Starts shaking him by the shoulders*

Well, okay, the Oath of Feanor and the oath that Elrond takes in this episode are two very different things(for one thing there's no killing involved) and there's no nefarious intent behind it and it's obvious Elrond just wants be friends with Durin again and gain his trust BUT STILL. There's no way this isn't going to bite him in the back later on.

[heniareth]

Oooh, for the Tolkien questions…

2, 6, 10, and 11!

(skip any you don't like/don't wish to answer, of course :3)

Ooooooooh thank you thank you thank you brain comfort food yes!!!!

2. If you were the Middle Earth race that your personality most matches, which would it be?

You know, probably a hobbit XD XD XD I love food, I love sleep, gardens are the best. But also I could be a cousin of Bilbo's and Frodo's for how much alone time I need.

6. Favorite character in all of Tolkien's work?

I HAVE TO CHOOSE???? TOT TOT TOT

Beleg Cúthalion and Finrod Felagund have a special place in my heart. Peaceful men, great fighters, loyal friends, murdered. Blorbos.

10. Favorite performance by any actor in the Tolkien film projects? Bonus: What's your favorite scene with them?

Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooh I cannot choose. Sorry.

I will give you a list instead

Bernard Hill as Théoden gave SUCH a tremendous performance!!!! His speech at the Pelennor fields gives me goosebumps all the time

Miranda Otto as Eowyn. She is perfect. "Like a morning of pale spring still clinging to winter's chill" indeed. When she stands in front of the Nazgûl, the way she keeps the refugees together during the warg attack on the way to Helm's Deep—oh boy. Also, huge shoutout to Karl Urban (Eomer) for this piece of beauty:

Viggo Mortensen as Aragorn. Need I say more? Oh the fight with Lurtz and Boromir's death, his acting and Sean Bean's acting is superb!!

Richard Armitage as Thorin Oakenshield. Just!!!! Just!!!!! Du bekar!!! He gives those speeches like he was born for it!!!

Andy Serkis as Gollum. I can do a Gollum voice because of that incredible performance. My favorite scene is the one where Frodo and Sam are sleeping and he talks to himself. "Master is our friend! Our friend..."

Cate Blanchett as Galadriel. I love her. I love her. She's the best. I think my favorite scene with her is the mirror scene, where she rejects the One Ring

You know I could just go on to list the whole cast wtf they're all so good TOT TOT TOT

11. You can have four Tolkien characters over for dinner. Who do you choose and why?

Oh definitely Gandalf. Things are always fun with Gandalf. Also Eowyn and Faramir, because they seem so nice, and if we're at it also Aragorn. I think they'd enjoy each other's company a lot, and I would too. I just need to cook better than Eowyn.

Thank you so much for the questions!!! This was a lot of fun XD XD XD

The ask game in question

[dribs-and-drabbles]

Vice Versa ep 12

IT'S THE LAST ONE FOLKS!

So I really did go a bit feral with the theorising over what the last colour theme would be...and it wasn't a complete surprise that it was Crystal Clear since 'transparent' had been suggested - after all, there had been details in ep 11 and throughout the series that hinted towards this.

Anyway, during the ep, this theme of Crystal Clear can been seen in the way Puen and Talay are being open and honest with each other, and with the information they offer to the other universe travellers, and in Talay's honestly to Gyo about his relationship with Puen as well as his drunken confession to Puen. Puen also had to grapple with being asked of his private life - and being told to cover up his relationship (in a 'glass house' of all places) but instead deciding to be transparent about his feelings to the press.

To reflect this, a lot of the colours in the beginning of the ep are pale tones, creams, whites, and greys, or very neutral, with only a few stronger colours here and there.

There were also small bits of red in the beginning, but either just momentary (top left and bottom right below) or subtle (bottom left, with the purple/pink of the plastic covering, or top right, with the letter box and in the car - just look how glorious that pink trumpet tree is, imagine how beautiful it could have been had we seen it in bloom 🌺). This is similar to how the show used red/colours more sparsely in ep 11 as a distinct contrast to the 'colour-world' of the alternate universe. Also I loved that the first time the main background colour wasn't just creamy/white was in the association - a call back to how colourful the alternate universe was:

But then things got interesting. First, alone in the restaurant (apart from the sax player and the wait staff of course), Puen gives the folder and t-shirt to Talay - reminders of their time in the alternate universe - and their world becomes full of colour, albeit mainly neutrals, browns, blues and yellows. The only noticeable 'red' tone, being their pink drinks.

And second, upon a closer re-watch, I noticed that the ep seemed to be loosely divided into three parts, with each third having it's own highlighted colour...and being bridged from one to the next by scenes infused with a lot of brown - which I'd like to think is because it's showing the seriousness of those moments... Anyway, the first third, as I've said above, is more neutral or pale in tone, and covers the time up until the live-stream interview. The second third covers the time of Puen and Talay's estrangement which followed the interview.

Now, in past episodes where Puen and Talay have had a similar separation - whether physical or emotional - red/pink became mostly absent until they reconciled (ep 6, ep 7, and ep 9). However, in ep 12, they did...wait for it...THE OPPOSITE!...alright...VICE VERSA!! In that, when Puen and Talay were dealing with their separation, we got more blocks of red. First with Puen's manager (embodying the STOP and 'facing reality' interpretations of red) and the pink sofa (also note all the brown!):

Then with Tou's cardigan (matching Talay's blue on Tup) and the huge red curtains behind Talay, reminders for Talay about the reality of his and Puen's love (which Tou and Tup emphasise in recounting seeing Puen look for Talay):

And with Gyo's pastel pink top (matching the blue in the background) - whose idea to film Talay and get the usb to Puen enabled them to reunite - and Puen's own red top, which he wears during the glasshouse interview and back at his apartment:

Although there's very little visible red when Talay gets caught by the press (only the letter box again), he is stood in front of the pink trumpet tree - which is poignant since he is having to deny his love for Puen when the symbol of their relationship is towering over him (imagine how great this scene could have been if it had been in bloom!).

But then Puen makes a choice (albeit fuelled by Talay's drunken confession). He goes against the script given to him by his manager and declares his feelings for Talay and intentions with their relationship to the world.

And here we shift into the last third and the predominant colour becomes blue - starting with the press conference, where Puen himself is in dark blue and many of the press also have shades of blue. I love the setting of this with the white face with open mouth behind...and the inside of the mouth being a bright red - Puen is speaking his truth, his reality...and into a red microphone too.

Then at Talay's home, both Puen and Talay are in blue (and note all that brown again)...

And later again in lighter blues (when their worries are more alleviated), when they visit the last place they were together in the alternate universe...but this time with hints of red/pink in the car as well.

At the very end, although neither are in pink/red or blue, Talay says that Puen "paints his life pink forever"...I think that we can also read into this later use of blue that the same applies in reverse -> Talay also paints Puen's life blue forever. No?

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[savoryangel]

geez, that's painful but checks out. being asian in the 80s was tough

lots of east asians have tan/olive skin!!! just because pale skin is the beauty ideal and is what's most depicted in east asian media, doesn't mean that all east asians are naturally fair-skinned. omg how are you gonna make someone named "lou jitsu/yoshi" blonde?? that is so crazy 😨

lou jitsu's fully fluent in english wtf! and his ethnic accent is wonderful and doesn't need to be hidden

how was lou jitsu replaced with a white man??? who was he? don't tell me that white man did yellowface

media where an asian man is 1.) the lead—not a supporting character and 2.) a hero are important because they're not roles given to asian men in amercia. you'd think it'd be appreciated rep. i also wonder if lou jitsu's films had romance in them as asian men are typically viewed/portrayed as being the bottom of the dating pool and are desexualized in america, unlike asian women. this was EVEN MORE prevelant in the 70s and 80s and 90s. it'd be great for lou jitsu to challenge that bias

yeah! I’m glad they tackle on the treatment on bipoc actors in the film industry, it feels accurate and still goes on today with other influential people !! I KNOWWWW IT WAS BAFFLING SEEING HIM BLONDE LIKE HOW DID YOU FUCK UP THAT BAD?? 😨 ANNDD YESSSS,, there was no need of his voice to be dubbed over he speaks English VERY FLUENTLY,,,, and his voice is very lovely as it is <3

To answer your question he was replaced 2 times!! (I just remembered about the storyboard I’m gonna mention rn😭 ) so there was gonna be a reboot of Lou Jitsu based on this storyboard panel that was scrapped. There isn’t much info about who was gonna be casted but it just leaves a bad taste in my mouth that he gets replaced while he’s missing???

Yoshi used to have many dojos around New York but after his disappearance, it has been taken over by his rivel actor Khristoff Van Branford who happens to white. He views Yoshi to be irrelevant, a “scene-stealer” and a “whiny bellyacher” whatever that means. It may be out of jealousy of how successful he was. Tho he hasn’t done any raunchy things rather than just him taking over his dojos and his past with him feel,, racially motivated.

I’m not entirely sure if there was any romance in his films since most of films are mentioned by the name or just show a small fight scene. Though he did HAVE SEVERAL EXES during his career if that counts but we don’t know much about them except for big mama. He did co-star with Tang Shen who happened to be Yoshi’s love interest in other interactions in tmnt but it’s unknown what relation status rather than acquaintances in rise since she’s only shown once

I hope that answers all anon !! <3 I’ll get to the next question

[mavrellover91]

The Mixup (part three)

Pairing: Sebsatian Stan x Female reader

A/N: I know nothing about what happens in Artificial insemination except what I have seen in tv shows and movies, so please don’t come for me. please don’t copy my work. Any and all mismakes are my own.

Summary: Y/n turns 33 with no husband or kids in sight and decides to have a baby all by herself. When a mix-up at the clinic changes her life forever.

Series Warnings: Smut, Fluff, Artificial insemination, Angst, Bad doctors, Lawyers, Past SA, Past abortion.

Part three

Sebastian POV

When I got the phone call from the clinic for me to come down as soon as I could, I told them I would be there in 20 minutes. Lucky I had a day off filming and could come down straight way. I had been waiting for any news about my ability to have children since having testicular torsion after a stunt went wrong three weeks ago. The last two weeks since I went into New York’s best fertility clinic and had to give two semen samples have been torture. I had to give two sample because apparently the first one got knocked over before testing could take place. I thought it was weird for this to happen at one of the best and well respected clinic here in New York but the nurse reassured me that it was a freak accident that had never happened before and would never happen again, she was very apologetic. So here I am sitting in the waiting room waiting to talk with Doctor Jones, when suddenly a very angry looking man and very pale looking woman rush through the waiting room yelling about lawyers and taking someone’s license. I would have paid them no mind if it wasn’t for how beautiful the woman was, even with her pale complexion she was stunning, with her (y/c) eye and (y/c) hair. Just as I was getting lost in my fantasy of her I hear Doctor Jones call my name and I reminded myself that I am in a fertility clinic and the angry man with her is more than likely her husband as I remember seeing a ring on his left hand as he helped she out of the clinic.

I follow Doctor Jones in to a conference room where a man in an obviously expensive suit is talking on the phone. As I walk in he abruptly stops his conversation and hangs up. “Mr Stan, please have a seat. I am sure you are anxious to hear about your test results I’m happy to tell you that there is absolutely nothing wrong with your  ability to have children” “that great news Doctor Jones I am happy to hear that” I tell him but before I could ask why he couldn’t tell me this over the phone he continues “as you aware there was an accident during the testing of your semen sample” “yes one of your nurses told me that the first sample was knocked over” I tell him. “I am sorry to tell you but is not what happened to your sample. During the retrieval of your sample there was a mistake with the labels of your and another man’s specimen containers. Your label was put on the other man’s sample and his name on your sample” I stare at him as I wait for him to continue “your sample was then used to inseminate a young woman. Today this woman has come in for testing and it has come back positive. I am sorry to inform you that this woman is pregnant with your child” I am to stunned to speak, I just stare at the doctor and the man who is now obviously his lawyer. After a couple of minutes my brain finally starts working and I am pissed “so you are telling me that not only was my semen sample used to impregnate a woman I have never meant and know nothing about, but I was lied to by you and members of your staff” I am fuming as I stand up “Who is this woman having my baby? What is her name?” “Once again Mr Stan I am so sorry but I am unable to give you that information as it is confidential“ I start walking towards the door “You will be hearing from my lawyers and I will make sure you never practice medicine again”. As I storm out the clinic I can’t help but think of the couple who stormed out just before I went in. Was that stunning woman having my baby or was it just a weird coincidence.

As I make my way down the street to my car, luck seem to be on my side as the couple is still here by a black SVU, with the woman sitting on the passenger side with her head between her legs. I can’t help myself as I walk up to them, I can now clearly hear the man on phone angrily talking to someone about getting a lawyer. As I make my way over to the car the woman’s head slowly come up and I am staring at the most beautiful (y/c) eyes I have ever seen. “I am so sorry to interrupt but I could help but hear you yelling about a lawyer as you left Doctor Jones clinic. I am also having legal problems with Doctor Jones and I was wondering if we could help each other out” the woman just stares at me as her face goes completely white before she starts vomiting into the gutter. “Shit, Jamie honey I have to go please just find someone from you firm to help Y/n” he says as he hangs up the phone “ Y/n, baby girl what can I do to help” he asks her without even acknowledging my presence. She brings one of hands up and points at me as she continues to vomit into the gutter. Following her fingers the man looks up at me and asks angrily “how can you help you?”“Umm I was saying I could help but over hear you in Doctor Jones office about you legal problems with him and that I to find myself having legal problems with him as well and I was hoping we could help each other out” the man looks at me with scepticism “what type of problems are you having with Doctor Jones?” I look down at the woman and then back up to the man “I think she is having my baby.” We stare at each other for a couple of minutes in silence before I hear from behind me “holy shit your Sebastian Stan, can I please take a picture with you” I look back at the person behind me “I am so sorry but right now isn’t the best time for me, here take this card, call the number on it and they will help you get what you want” I tell them as I hand them my managers card and turn back to the couple as I hear the man say “holy fuckin shit you’re having Sebastian Stan baby” with this statement my whole world changes in the metter of seconds. 

Fuck what am I supposed to do.

[justafairytailofinnocence]

helloooo! can i have a marvel & fantastic beasts (i really only follow the FB side of Harry Potter) matchup please?

i’m 5’5, enfp, libra, ravenclaw, female, straight, i have medium length blonde hair and big blue eyes, and im very pale. personality wise i’m extroverted and definitely a jokester. i often like to mess around with people, i try not to hurt them or tease them too much, and to get a good laugh out of them. i’m sort of an airhead and very gullible and sometimes don’t pick up on things like social cues that other people find easy to notice. but really, i’m here for a good time, not a long time, and i really want to have a fun time in life while still being diligent and hard working. i love creating new things and sharing them with the world, and i love discovering new types of art whether it be painting, literature, poetry, film, or music! on the flip side i’m a very paranoid worrywart person and due to past trauma and living with PTSD i’m always afraid that people will betray me or use me for something then ditch me. i’m a very emotional person so when i form a friendship i pour my heart into it, and if something bad happens and they leave or loose touch with me i get very discouraged and fall apart, i’ve definitely become skeptical of people over the years while still showing respect for them. i love meeting new people don’t get me wrong, but idk if i should get too close, the world is very untrustworthy these days. i also have quite a short fuse and i’m quick to anger. i don’t show my anger in public situations, but when i’m home i can get very fiery, which can cloud my perspective. basically i see red and nothing else. i can also be sort of uninspired and lazy at times and i definitely crave too much attention, it’s simmered down as I’ve gotten older but there’s always been this need for me to be in the spotlight. that can be a great thing or a bad thing.

my hobbies include writing (i’m currently in college to become a literary writer, and to become a fictional editor, helping other writers out on their stories and assist them with their creative choices, I’ve always loved creating my own worlds and characters) playing my upright bass, listening to music (classical, 90s hip hop, alternative, and lo-fi), acting, makeup watching unique films, and writing poetry. im a huge lover of food, memes, DOGS I LOVE DOGS (i have a goldendoodle named Tommy) weird humor, psychological horror, analog horror, romance, historical things and drama. My fashion style is: dark academia with a dash of cottagecore. my aesthetic is: a mixture of light and dark academia, cottagecore, studio ghibli-esque, and a bit of kidcore.

could you maybe include a wedding dress picture, some dialogue, the outfit I’d wear in the fandom, added gifs, theme song, and moodboard for both matchups? if you can’t do it all i totally understand!!! thank you for reading! 💌

Hello dear 💖, i will be doing the fantastic beasts in a part 2 post and tage you.

For Marvel I ship you with:

Loki🐍

And

Tony Stark💎

Your personality attracts them, Loki would suit you more in the jokester aspect and Tony would suit your party side.

Your outfit:

Tony would try to flirt with you, as you’re a new agent on the field and he would try to take you out to his home.

Loki more was on the side of trying to seek a wife and he managed to see you were the perfect prize.

Your moodboard:

Tonys first kiss with you would be on the top at his apartment and of course It would be passionate.

Tony: hey y/n, you ok

y/n: yeah, I’m fine, how about you, we totally nailed that last mission.

Tony: Hm I wonder why, maybe because I was there.

Y/n: Mabey, you’re a wonder Mr stark *grabs him and kisses his cheek*

Tony: you’re a real handful you know that *Leans in to kiss y/n*

Loki’s first kiss would be in his dimension or somewhere on earth, he would be fiery and passionate.

Loki: My gods, you’re quite the divine beauty

Y/n: Indeed, however I do have certain tricks

Loki: Do tell y/n~ *leans in and smiles*

Y/n: your one of them *Kisses him with a passion*

Tony would probably take you to the fanciest restaurants and have the most expensive designs to make you impressed.

Loki would have you by your heart, he would kidnap you and possibly threaten you to be his queen.

If you choose to marry Tony, your life would be filled with riches and your child would have his hair and your eyes.

If you choose Loki, your life would be full of power, your child would be a demi god with his hair and your eyes.

Anyways that's all for now:

Ta Ta ✨️

[throbbingwish]

I wrote a long post ranting about my loneliness and longing for the basic romantic connection I have never gotten, and of course it decides to error and not post so now my whole blog seems horny and weird. Yes I may come off as a horny loser but in reality I am extremely lonely and depressed, and that stupid paragraphs long text block described all that I was feeling at that moment and in general (but of course the dingus decides to not post, anyways...). If only I was prettier then I would be seen as weird and cool instead of off putting... if I was blue eyed and pretty, with pale skin, then I would be worshipped. But because I'm not either ugly or insanely pretty, I'm seen as an invisible plain jane who if I do something slightly similar to others then I must be copying them, even if I had the idea first- even if it's barely similar at all- even if I made sure to not copy others and held myself back from doing things I had wanted to do in the past, I held it back for months or even years just because someone else did it when I was just about to. And of course I am also seen as a fucking weirdo creep. Great stuff! If I ever made people uncomfortable, or was seen as a creep, I would kill myself! And that's a large statement considering my biggest fear to exist is death. I cling to this guy that I'm not even sure I really like, just because he has a few good qualities and gave me attention. It feels like I have a crush on him, but I'm not sure. Either way it doesn't matter, he probably does not like me. He may be nice and funny, have beautiful blue eyes and dark hair, but his film taste is atrocious. Also he doesn't give a shit about me, and probably likes that pretty girl who everyone from his group has liked apparently. Of course since I dyed my hair months or maybe even years after this girl might I add that means you have to go behind my back and be like "oOh ShE dId It FiRsT" I KNOW!! You really think I would be copying a girl that I have literally never had a single conversation or even interaction with?? Plus, its a completely different shade too! It would be different if she did it the day before I dyed mine, but no, as I said it has been months maybe even a year! Just because she's prettier and you all have a crush on her doesn't mean I'm copying her! Either way, back to the topic, I'm so fucking lonely. I seek attention in every body. My crippling abandonment issues cause me to cling and then simultaneously push people away with my desperateness, my anxious attachment style stresses when people don't respond immediately or if they act slightly different, I either think people are in love with me if they interact with me once or they hate me and think I'm a creep. Maybe its all a reaction to loneliness, never having anyone (except creeps who go for any girl) like me when I have been growing up and even up to now, not even having my first relationship, watching everyone around me falling in love or having crushes on others and just sitting here wondering what's wrong with me and why can't I have that. To be cursed, someone as romantic as me never gets and probably will never get any love or affection, even on basic levels. Don't you know how painful that is? Either way... I better do that stupid thing I forgot about...

[mmorgbazaar]

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His voice does not remotely compare to the professional theater performers, yet he does carry the songs well enough and he carries his scenes admirably enough. I'll address Nick Jonas as Marius right away. It's impossible to see this particular film without comparing to other performances but I will comment on this film alone. I have seen "Les Misérables" live on stage, the film, and several on stage recordings.

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🔱✨Makeup in astrology✨🔱

                                                       Part 2

.⋆｡⋆˚｡⋆｡˚｡⋆｡⋆˚｡⋆. Neptune through the houses  .⋆｡⋆˚｡⋆｡˚｡⋆｡⋆˚｡⋆

☆Neptune represents your flashy or showier side its the planet of illusions and rules over makeup, glamour, fashion, theatre, films, T.V. ( Neptune is like Venus minus relationships and romance).

☆Your Neptune placements/aspects can tell you about your makeup style and what will suit you best.

🔱 Neptune in the 6th house could be sensitive/allergic to makeup or it could break you out or you already use clean natural makeup. I would say try to take a break from it for about three days to see if it is affecting your skin but the 6th house is also the house of daily life so you wear it every day either because you like to or you have to wear a specific makeup look for work. your pet always watches you do your makeup. you probably do your makeup in a weird order like mascara first then foundation after that eyeshadow/liner or have a different approach to your makeup every day, but you do it so fast and probably without a mirror because the routine is branded in your brain. the 6th house is ruled by Virgo/ mercury so similar to the 3rd house the innocent and doe-eyed looks are gorgeous on you. also try to do something different with your makeup every day. a daily routine of artistic self-expression is important for you.

🔱 Neptune in the 7th house (this one was hard ngl. it's literally the opposite of self and individuality). People will admire your makeup. It's something you bonder with friends. your significant other can also love how you do your makeup. similar to the 1st house people can give you a lot of shit for your makeup or will use it as a quick jab to your ego but it's really because they're jealous of your beauty. the 2nd & 7th are ruled by Venus but the 7th/Libra energy is much more showy, masculine, and dramatized glamor compared to 2nd/Taurus which is more of sweet feminine glamour. this placement kinda reminds me of New Year's makeup lol but really glamorous and extravagant yet you still want some classiness compared to just a normal party look. gold looks great on you and as well as bronzy contour.

🔱 Neptune in the 8th house. I have this placement so I'm gonna try to not project myself onto this one. but tell me why we all had an fx/gore makeup phase lol. your makeup is bought by someone else or just not with your money. you could also get makeup from other people like the stuff they never used. when you go through transformations you change the way you do your makeup. your makeup is dark even if you didn't mean for it to be. mascara will always smudge and look like you used lower eyeliner so might as well just add some lower line eyeshadow anyways. darker makeup looks best on you but if you are not comfortable with the dark looks just add a little brown (I just use my bronzer) as eyeliner. just a little flick on the end and maybe some on the lower lash line. overall this placement gives me maleficent vibes. you can get Inspo from people who are sex symbols or exude dominant femme fatale energy. Neptune in the 8th house can be really secretive with their creativeness and self-expression and a lesson you have to learn this life is to claim your power and natural creative talents and learn to show them to the world. we naturally have bad bitch, femme fatale energy so embrace it bb ;). you have the power to manifest creative abilities if you want.

🔱 Neptune in the 9th house you could be into culturally different kinds of makeup like Korean makeup, or French makeup, also you could be into cosplay or specific aesthetics like dark academia, and cottage core. you might have lived in a strict household and you were not been allowed to wear makeup. or it's just something that didn't interest you till you got older. as you get older you get better at doing your makeup and if you are good at it and like a specific niche the best look for you is bronzy and sun-kissed. you could be into different makeup aesthetics from different countries and generally like to be adventurous with your makeup.

🔱 Neptune in the 10th house. you could have gotten public praise for your makeup or for being creative. Creative careers are generally best for you. you also could have been told that you need to wear makeup in public or at work. your father(or if you have a dominant mother) could have also been kinda an ass about you and makeup. if you're not into makeup now and you are young you might learn how to do it because it will be an expectation in your career when you're older. bronzy looks and heavy contour can look good on you as well as dramatic but neutrals in more of a glamour way.

🔱  Neptune in the 11th house. you probably learned to do makeup through YouTube and friends. I know you have a makeup inspo Pinterest board with a thousand pins in it. makeup can be a creative outlet for you. a common interest you have with your friends is makeup and beauty gurus.. this placement also gives me euphoria vibezz. y'all can pull off crazy wild looks. the 11th house is ruled by Aquarius which reminds me of blue/greens and glitter lol. also pale regal-like skin and soft features. post ur looks on TikTok/ YouTube/insta you have luck with publishing ur art and posting it can be a service to people by inspiring them and teaching people

🔱  Neptune in the 12th house. I love this energy Pisces rules both Neptune and the 12th house. though this placement does kinda remind me of Neptune in the 8th where you keep your talents and creative abilities a secret. you can get inspiration from your dreams. or your dream of being showier with your talents. a big lesson for you in this lifetime is understanding and showing your hidden talents as well as overcoming the fear of judgment towards your creative abilities. you're amazing at drunk makeup. if Pisces is dominant in ur chart then you won't be as shy with your skills. light blush on ur cheekbones will look amazing on you also white liner in your waterline. and reddish-pink lips but not overdramatic. similar to the 8th you have the power to manifest creative abilities if you want.

Sorry this one took a while I posted part 1 on my birthday and we all know a Leo birthday is not just one day it's a Multi-day event lol.

this one was kind of hard to write bc my birth chart is very left side dominate. part 1 was more intuitive and natural for me to write but for part 2 I had to do a lot more research which my Gemini north node loved. so let me know if you resonate :)