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cinnaminsvga · 5 months
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zee i MISSED YOU, oh zee i just think this blog is so safe is like my room back at my grandma’s house, the world is so weird zee, its beautiful but the horrors zee, they are so scary and they make me feel wrong in a lot of ways but HERE i am fine. man if this is how it feels being inside your head i wish i could be a lil braincell there just chillin, maybe making some omelette and tea and eating half then falling asleep on the couch cause i got full and comfy
MAAAAN I SWEAR I ANSWERED THIS ASK AGES AGO BUT SOMEHOW IT DIDNT SAVE??? oh man and i even wrote a really long response… i’ll try to rewrite what i remember lol
anonie you are so cute… thank you for missing me like im just little guy glooping and globbing around and the thought that i occupy some space in your mind is so astounding like… i exist??? in your personal headspace??? thank you for letting me stay there i promise to pay rent
the world is weird!!! so many horrors but we must persist!!! i admit that my headspace is not the nicest place in the world… i think i prefer showing people the nicer parts, so i’m terribly sorry to admit to you that grandma zee has some problems but she’s working through them!!! let’s eat some omelettes and forgedabout the world for a moment shall we???
love you anon i hope youre doing splendidly and eating something really nice!! may i suggest some garlic bread in these trying times??? wishin u well 🫶
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volleychumps · 3 years
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Hi! Can I request an one shot or head cannon with Akaashi and Iwaizumi where you’re manager at training camp and everyone decided it would be fun to go hiking nearby but you suddenly get lost and twist your ankle or something and when you run into them, you start to tear up from relief as they comfort you and piggy back you back.
« Finding You.
~ the one where you go missing for a night, prompting Akaashi Keiji to search for you despite the dangers lurking in the darkness
Format: One-shot
genre: fluff
- Akaashi Keiji x Reader
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9:03pm
“Don’t tell me you’re afraid of the dark.”
“No, we should just go hiking when the sun is, I don’t know, out?” You glare at a smirking Konoha as Bokuto slings an arm around around your shoulders, pouting at you pleadingly as he bounces on the balls of his feet. 
“The other teams manager’s letting them go!!!” 
“What if you hurt yourself, Bo?” You frown, and Bokuto gasps before locking pinkies with you, staring you dead in the eye before crossing his heart with his finger. 
“I solemnly swear I will not get hurt, Y/N.” 
“Do you even know what solemnly means?” 
“Nope! Akaashi said it once though-” 
“I’m against this as well.” Akaashi puts a hand on the back of his neck, peering down at you as blue eyes notice the shift of your feet in place. “We can go exploring tomorrow-” 
“No.” You interject, noticing the immediate wilt of Bokuto’s shoulders before pinching the bridge of your nose, sighing heavily to yourself. “...we can go tonight. Some of you have way too much energy, maybe walking around will tire you guys out.” 
“‘Atta girl!” Konoha glomps you as Bokuto hugs your other side, and you laugh a bit as Komi and Sarukui go to gather the flashlights from the other teams-
A dark-haired setter the only one to notice the lilt of nervousness in your laugh among the chaos. 
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10:12pm
“Y/N, do you want to hold my hand?” 
“Konoha, stop making moves on her, it’ll never happen.” 
“Shut it, Komi!” 
You force a chuckle, trudging along behind a talkative Bokuto as Akaashi strolls besides you, glancing at you once in a while as you keep your hands deep in your pockets, ensuring that no one would be able to see the nervous clench of your fists. Akaashi lifts another branch for you as you smile in thanks, eyes flitting around the dark as you swallow tightly. 
“You didn’t have to do this, you know. You could’ve stayed.” Akaashi’s talking before he can stop himself, and you blink at the abruptness of his words. 
You frown, laughing a bit at Akaashi’s usual polite tone before nudging the quiet boy with your shoulder once. 
“Careful, ‘Kaashi- you might make me think you don’t want me here.” 
Akaashi’s jaw clenched in the dark, noting the waver in your voice before making a calculative decision. His chest twinged as his lips parted, words slipping out quietly as the rest of the team laughed among themselves. 
“And what if I say I don’t?” 
Your feet slow, Akaashi walking ahead to merely glance back at you as the smile on your face completely disappears. 
“Am I...slowing you guys down?” Your hurt tone made Akaashi look forward, unwilling to see the flash of pain across your face as he wishes he could take it back-
“Yeah.” Akaashi says tightly, noticing the other boys have quieted down as well, the tension at the back of the group now noticeable as everyone seems to still. 
“No she’s not, Y/N don’t listen-!” 
“It’s alright, Bo.” You say softly, forcing a chuckle as you avoid everyone’s stares. “I’ll head back. I know the way.” 
“I’ll go with you.” The tension in Akaashi’s chest relaxes, and he begins to follow you before your snapped response makes him stop in his steps. 
“No. I want to go by myself. I might slow you down, Akaashi.” 
Akaashi opens his mouth to press the matter, but Konoha’s faster. He clasps the blue-eyed boy’s shoulder in annoyance, shaking his head with a you’ve done enough, gesture. You were already far now, and Akaashi stared wide-eyed after you-
his plan to get you back to safety completely backfiring. 
“Go, Akaashi, king of sucking the fun out of things.” Bokuto says childishly, nudging his friend a long as Akaashi casts another look into the now empty darkness behind him-
wishing he hadn’t said anything in the first place as he prays you reach the camp before they do. 
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11:00pm
“Maaaan, I’m beat.” 
“We should thank Y/N for letting us go.” Bokuto yawns as the boys trudge towards the camp sluggishly. 
“Some of us have a lot of things to say to Y/N.” Konoha says carefully, refusing to glance in Akaashi’s direction before scoffing. “Let’s go make sure she got here safe, she should be sleeping by now.” 
Komi and Sarukui emerge a few moments later from the entrance of the girl’s dormitories, running frantically as Konoha blinks in confusion. Bokuto wipes the tiredness out of his eyes as the two boys pant out of breath. 
“Y/N never came back!” 
“What?! Shit, we have to go back-” 
“The teachers are out looking, right now-” 
Konoha laughs bitterly, gritting his teeth before spinning on his heel with an accusatory edge to his voice. “What the hell are you gonna do now....Akaashi?” 
But he was already gone.
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12:01pm
It was dark. 
You didn’t know how many minutes or hours it had been, deciding to stay put instead of venturing further into your worst fear. All sense of direction lost, you had sat in a patch of daffodils, seeming to shine in the moonlight as you willed anyone to come. 
The pain in your ankle causes you to hiss as you stretch your leg out in front of you, unable to walk anymore. You stare up at the moon, fear now an exhausted emotion in your veins. 
Anyone. Please, anyone.
You should have pressed to stay with the group. You knew you wouldn’t be able to come back on your own, so why didn’t you? 
Akaashi’s face flashes in your head again as your eyes seem to well up with more unshed tears, wondering why his words had as big of an impact on you as they did. 
Keiji. The most sensible one on the team, always trailing besides you, the first to give you high-fives before matches. The one to remind the team of your birthday, always saving you the seat next to him at lunch under the trees. Keeping the boys in line when they show up for morning practice so you can take a much-needed rest, sometimes an extra breakfast packed away in his bag-
Why did it hurt so much coming from him? 
“Don’t kid yourself.” You whispered to yourself, realizing you were all alone. There were no feelings to hide in front of anybody anymore. Your face found your knee again, feeling the material of your pants wet with your tears. “You know why. You’re in love with him.”
You sniffle, feeling absolutely dumb. Feelings took precedence over your safety as you had stomped away, childishly not realizing Akaashi just wanted to bring you back to camp. Of course he noticed, what made you think he wouldn’t?
“And what if I say I don’t?” 
You whimper, digging your hands into the dirt beneath you, collecting strewn petals. 
“Keiji.” It was soft. Your tone was completely defenseless as you sobbed into your dirtied palms- 
“I’m here.” 
Your eyes snap open, head jolting up. You relax when you see that you had imagined it, not seeing anyone in front of you as you chuckle humorlessly. 
“I’m going insane.” You whisper-
a jacket with Fukurodani’s colors slipping over your vision. 
You gasp, taking the jacket laid across your head off your face to look up owlishly at a panting Akaashi, stripped off his team jacket as he stood in front of you in just a fitted black shirt. He bends at the knee, tilting his head at you as he finds stability in his voice despite the breathlessness. 
He felt punched in the stomach at the sight of dirt streaking your cheek, a trail of tears flowing from each eye freely as the look of fear on your face melts into one of relief. 
“Are you hurt?” 
“K-Keiji...” You blink, not believing the sight of the beautiful boy bent in front of you. Akaashi clears his throat, wiping some sweat from his brow before cupping your cheek gently, smiling softly when you lean into his touch. Your eyes well up with tears of relief before Akaashi tugs the material back over your eyes.
“You hate people seeing you cry, right?” 
“M-My ankle...” Is all you manage out, and you feel Akaashi assess the damage, frowning when the slightest touch makes you wince. The blue-eyed boy takes his jacket, wrapping it around your shoulders instead before facing the opposite direction of you. You blink as he presents his back, glancing back at you with a softness in his eyes you can’t pinpoint. 
“Wrap your arms around my neck.” 
“I’m too heavy...” 
“You aren’t.” 
You shakily comply, feeling Akaashi carefully lift your legs before beginning to trudge a long. The silence was thick with unsaid words as you breathe in his scent, piggybacking on the setter as you struggle to find the right words. 
“Keiji-” 
“I’m sorry.” His voice cracked as your eyes widen, and he pauses for a brief second within the silence. “Y/N, I just wanted...” 
“I know.” You cut him off with a hush, the pain in your ankle dulling to a slight throb. 
“I never meant-” 
“I know.” 
“...wanted to keep you safe-” 
“Keiji?” You cut him off a second time, and Akaashi stills his movements completely as you rest your head on his shoulder, the setter feeling tears wet his shoulder as you smile in the darkness. 
“Thank you for finding me.” You whisper, and Akaashi lets go of your good leg for a second to hastily wipe at his eyes. 
“Are you crying?” Your tone is teasing now, and the dark-haired boy scoffs, beginning to walk again. 
“Look who’s talking.” 
“Hey!” You protest, feeling his grip on your legs tighten ever so slightly. Akaashi glances back at you, and you gasp, pulling back a little on instinct from your place on his back. 
“Y/N.” 
“What?” You question hastily, embarrassed at the proximity as Akaashi’s lips stretch into a slight smirk. 
“If you’re gonna confess, confess to me, not when you think nobody’s listening.” 
Your face turns hot, the pain now unnoticeable as your eyes turn owlish, beginning to stutter excuses. 
12:36
Akaashi turns his head, blue eyes bright in the moonlight as he whispers against your lips. 
“Though I think you can guess my answer.” 
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johannstutt413 · 3 years
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TOURNAMENT ARC 1: CH’EN vs SWIRE
“Now, Miss Ch’en, I can understand wanting to be sure the bracket is fair for yourself and your opponent,” Jessica was explaining to the Lung who’d made a beeline for the Doctor’s office not too long after the announcement was made, “but the Doctor and I aren’t in charge of the bracket-”
“You know who is, though. Give me a fight with that bag-stealing money-grubbing fat-cat layabout Round 1.”
Normally, this would be enough to cow the Feline, but the Doctor was with her and this big-shot was being unreasonable, so she felt a certain amount of power she wasn’t used to having. “Miss Ch’en, you may be one of Rhodes Island’s highest-promoted Operators, but that doesn’t mean you have the right to talk like-”
“Hey, Jess?” The Doctor showed them both the bracket. “It says ‘Swire vs Ch’en’ is Fight 1.”
“O-oh!...That’s convenient.” The Sniper turned back to the Guard with a nervous smile.
In exchange, she received a curt nod. “Good. I hope the audience will appreciate a good thrashing.”
“...I think the best part,” the Doctor continued when the Lung had left, “is that out of the people we could put her against, Swire’s actually got one of the best chances of making the fight interesting. Maybe not long, but interesting.”
“W-why’s that, Doctor?” Still a little shaken after that encounter, the nervous Feline retreated into her brave boss’s arms.
He kissed her forehead with a smile. “Well, my courageous kitty-kat, it’s about their relationship. See, a lot of people - Miss Ch’en included - think that Miss Hoshiguma is a tough woman who likes her women tough, and maybe at some level that’s true. From what I’ve seen, though, she’s more of a case of ‘opposites attract,’ and Miss Swire seems to have figured that out, too. What Miss Ch’en wants this to be is a battle for Miss Hoshi’s affections, but if I’m honest? I think she’s already lost that fight. Not that she won’t use everything within her power to beat Miss Swire, of course.”
“That m-makes sense.” Jessica looked up at him. “So Miss Swire isn’t tough?”
“I wouldn’t say that-”
At the moment, the Feline in question stormed into the office. “Doctor!”
“You’re fighting her Round 1,” he replied. She immediately turned around and left. “Like I said, it’s not that she’s not tough. People just overlook it because she’s a fluffy girl’s girl, but she swings that crescent hammer like a truck when she wants to.”
“Her hair is really fluffy...Do you think I’d look good with hair like that, Doctor?” She pressed lightly against her ponytail.
The Doctor chuckled, squeezing her just a little closer. “I think you’re perfect juuuuuust the way you are, but you’d look good with fluffy hair, too. Although, if you get much cuter...”
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LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, Operators, Staff, and Esteemed Guests! Welcome one and all to the Top Operator Tourney!!! *crowd cheers*
“Thanks, Hung. Ladies and gentlemen, for anyone out there who doesn’t recognize my voice, I’m Click, and joining me in the booth today is the Iron Fist herself, FEater!”
“That’s right, Click, and today we’ll be giving you folks watching at home or in the office the blow-by-blow breakdown of what promises to be a real battle of wills! On the north side, with over 4 years of experience cleaning up the streets of Lungmen with her trusty blade, it’s Madame Ch’en!” *cheers* “And on the south side- hey, Click, babe, calm down, she’s in the ring, not us - it’s Miss Swire!” *more cheers, including one very loud Oni*
“Sorry about that! Let’s look at the numbers, shall we? According to the objective measurements of our Medical Department and the Operator Training Team, Ch’en has a commanding lead in terms of both raw power and experience, especially if she can manage to convince that blade of hers to unleash its full potential for this fight, but despite the disparity, Miss Sw-Swire has one thing going for her: the reach on that ball of pain she’s got in her hands! It’s kind of hard to imagine someone so scrawny throwing that around with enough force to knock a person on their ass, but as everyone knows, Felines don’t care what you think about physics, so she finds a way somehow even so!”
“Uh, right! Thanks for that breakdown, Click. Alright, so back down in the arena proper, the Doctor has taken his position in the umpire’s stand, surrounded by an even crazier number of camera feeds than normal. Seriously, he’s around more cameras than me and Click combined! It’s crazy! He’s counting down now - chant along, guys! 3! 2!1! And here we go!!!!”
“Now, one problem we’re likely to see for Ch’en early is actually getting to Swire-Sama in the first place, as her Feline instinct and predatory cunning in conjunction with her death-ball are going to make closing the gap pretty diffi- Just like that! A solid hit from Swire-Sama into Ch’en chest!”
“I hope her Lungs are strong enough to withstand that kind of hit, Click...Aww, come on, you know you still love me~ The follow-up isn’t entirely there, though, as Swire struggles to swing back around in time to hit her while she’s down. Oh, and Ch’en now running her down in a clockwise spiral, following the crescent hammer’s trajectory and actually closing in! Oof, that’s gonna leave a nasty scar - or at least it would,” “One, two, three” “-if our sponsors in the Medical Department weren’t totally going to fix that once they’re done here!”
“-Seven, eight, nine slashes, and she’s still standing?! Hang on, what is...Is she even hitting with those?”
“Looks like she’s just tormenting her, Click.”
“I know Felines will play with their food, but this is something else! Oh, and the Doctor is calling for the bout to e- OH MY GOD!”
“Swire just punched her in the face! No claws, no knuckledusters, just a single punch to the face in an infinitesimal break in the wall of sword strokes being put up by Lungmen’s former Chief Inspector! That wasn’t nearly enough to knock the breath out of the Lung, of course- hey, I thought that one was pretty good! - but it’s enough to give Swire some time to think through her next move.”
“And it’s looking like she’ll...wait, when did she get a drone out there?”
“She’s using it to blast Lungmen rap songs?! Shit, we might get demonetized if she keeps this up, right?”
“Nah, we’re hosting it on our private network, and our only sponsors are us any- And Ch’en just vanished!”
“No, she’s still on the field, just moving too fast to see with our eyes! There’s a cloud of blood forming around the pair now th- OH MY GAAAAAAA-”
“Holy shit. Medics! The Doctor’s hurriedly calling an end to this fight to try and determine a winner before one of these two actually finishes the job on the other!”
“If this is the level of action we’re gonna be seeing in these fights, ladies and gentlemen, then the front few rows miiiiight wanna invest in some kind of rain gear - like, say, the splash guards currently on sale at Closure’s for over 40% off!”
“And as the dust settles, Madame Ch’en is walking off the field with an easy victory. Wowza, that’s looking...that’s looking pretty bag. Oh, hey, that’s Hoshiguma coming down into the arena, I wonder if- whoa! Babe, she just punched Ch’en in the face! Maaaan, it’s a shame we won’t ever get to see that fight, huh?”
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Hoshiguma flicked the blood from Ch’en’s nose off her fist as she approached where the Medics were tending to Swire. “How’s she doing?”
“We’ve got her stable,” Warfarin reported, “and between the emergency coagulants and regeneration stimulants, she should be able to stand on her own power before the end of the night...Nothing too heavy until at least 48 hours have passed, though.”
“Thanks for the heads up. Can I talk to her?”
The Sarkaz sighed. “There’s no way she’s still con-”
“Hoshiiii?” Swire’s voice wheezed from some other dimension; within seconds, the Oni was at her side. “Hoshi...Sorry.”
“Sorry? Why are you apologizing? You did great out there.” The Defender took her hand gently in both of hers, letting a tear fall from her face at the sight of her girlfriend in such pain.
The Feline shook her head, which Aak grimaced at and set to work immobilizing her further. “I lost...I can’t see you anymore.”
“What? Why not?” Hoshi kissed her head, causing even more distress to the Medics in the process. “I don’t like her; I love you.”
“...Oh, Hoshi~”
Warfarin tapped the Oni on her shoulder. “I’m afraid visitor hours are closing; we need to move her somewhere not covered in her own blood.”
“I’ll go with you.” She waited for the folks carrying her girlfriend out to have her situated before following them out. ‘Thinking she could beat my Fluffy Cuddles in a fight and claim me like a trophy wife...I’m no one’s prize, damnit, I’m a prize fighter. I hope she wins her bracket, so I can give her a proper beating when I win mine.’
“...You know, if it was that easy, she probably wouldn’t have waited for the tournament,” a shadowy figure observed aloud as they walked past her in the opposite direction. Hoshi turned to confront them-
-but it was like they were never there...nothing but a Phantom of her imagination...
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megamanxfanfics · 3 years
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S.VI - Ep.12: Grand Design
-------------------------------------------------------------------- INT. FALLEN COLONY – Lab Sites - NIGHT
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-Fade in-
Gate stares at his monitor in fear. Zero has just defeated Blaze Phoenix and X has destroyed another Nightmare Portal.
GATE: (panicking) This is.. horrible!  Not only is he back, but he’s made short work of Infinity Flea and Blaze Phoenix like they were nothing!!  How…?  How did he get so strong??
Isoc steps into the room.
ISOC: That would be the Nightmare’s doing.
GATE: (gasping) Isoc!
ISOC: (shrugging, acceptant) He did create it after all…
GATE: We created it!
ISOC: His Virus was the source.  You know that better than anyone…
GATE: Hmph…. How are you so.. nonchalant about all this?  Aren’t you afraid that he’ll come after us??
ISOC: (grinning) Oh no… I have a theory.
[INSERT TITLE CARD - Grand Design]
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INT. MAGMA AREA – Blaze Phoenix’s Lair - DAY
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X nods to Zero, ready to beam out and go home.
ZERO: Wait, before we go…
He spots a green Nightmare Soul left behind from Blaze Phoenix’s core and grabs it. Zero absorbs the power into his own core as his eyes glow orange for a second.
ZERO: We can’t let these fall into the wrong hands.
X: (nodding) Right!
Zero takes another second to walk over to the fallen Phoenix and rips out the weapon chip from his decaying core.
ZERO: …There. Now we can go.
The two share a smirk before teleporting home.
-cut to-
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INT. MHHQ BUNKER – Control Area – DAY
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The triumphant battle-weary heros appear in the middle of the room, by Signas’ console. They are both war-torn, but otherwise fine.
SIGNAS: Nice work, you two!!
ZERO: (nodding) Thanks, boss.
X: (saluting) Sir…
They both wearily nod and salute him as they walk over to Alia’s Console. On their way over to her, Zero looks at X with respect.
ZERO: Here, /catch.
He /throws the enemy’s weapon chip at X, which surprises him.
X, /catches it with a mild smile on his face.
X: Huh? /Oh… Actually, I’ve got something for you too..
ZERO: Hm?
He fumbles around in his compartment belt and returns the gesture by /throwing him the new Sub-tank he just found.
X: Here…. /catch.
Zero catches it and looks at the gift with gratitude.
Once at her console, Alia turns around with a satisfied smile.
ALIA: Very good, Gentlemen.  Now that you’re back… Let’s debrief!
Zero rolls his eyes.
ZERO: Always with the debriefing…
Alia looks at Zero, annoyed.
ALIA: Uhh, Yeah we’re debriefing…  It’s called - Doing My Job?  Hellooo!
X: (beaming, amused) Ahahahaahah.
Zero shakes his head and cracks half of a smile.
ZERO: (smirking,) …Alriiight, alriiiight ya got me…
Mid-laughter X suddenly panics.
X: Oh no!  Wait!! What about that Reploid?  I completely forgot about him.
ALIA: Don’t worry.  When you came back from the Pocket Dimension, another Reploid appeared at the Settlement. That must have been him.
X: (relieved) Okay, good.
ALIA: Speaking of which, who was in that Portal?
X: You’re not gonna believe this.  It was Vile.
ALIA & ZERO: What!?
X: I don’t know…. He didn’t seem real.  Someone must be messing with me.  
ZERO: Well that’s gotta be the Nightmare at work…
X: Even less-so.  Your Nightmare Counterpart had that Purple Virus Color we both love so much.  This one was more of a faded blueish gray. He was also very weak.
ZERO: Well, maybe that means that the Virus is wearing off!
The two look at him, spooked.
ZERO: N-Nightmare Energy…. Whatever this is!
Alia walks over to X and.
ALIA: Hmm, well that’s another mystery we’ll have to figure out later.  As for this power set…
She takes the new chip and walks it over to her computer.
ALIA: This, we can examine!  
She runs an analytics test.  The monitor displays a grid-like image of a generic reploid figure swiping a burning saber.
ALIA: It looks like you got Magma Blade! Good job!!  It emits a wide-ranged blade of fireballs from a Saber.
X shakes his head.
X: It’s unearned… You should use it, Zero.
Zero shakes his head.
ZERO: No need.  I’ve learned how to use his Shoenzan from our battle!
With a quick diagonal swipe, Zero shows them a new menacing saber, engulfed in flames. He creates a short wall of fire, similar to Blaze Phoenix’s winged fire-clap, but more contained.  
DOUGLAS: (nervous, troubled) HEEY, EASY!!
Douglas runs over to them from his Console, worried and annoyed.
Zero extinguishes the flame just as soon as he creates it and sheathes the saber into his back.
DOUGLAS: Could you not do that indoors, please?  I spent a long time making this place operational…
ZERO: Relax, Doug. I’ve got it under control…
DOUGLAS: (muttering) Hmph…. wreckless..
X and Alia both look each other wide-eyed for a second. Then they both choose to shake their heads and move on.
ALIA: U-uh anyway…. I should give you some more background on Blaze Phoenix before we close his file.
X: Yes, let’s proceed.
X gives Zero a disapproving glare for a second.
ALIA: Blaze Phoenix was an Ex-Investigator of the Earth’s Hot Spots. His ability was far beyond any of the other members on our Team.  Even Turtloid couldn’t examine these climates, but Phoenix was our solution. He could research any area that was dangerously hot without fear, but the problem was that his teammates couldn’t keep up. During the Great Repliforce War, his Team had investigated Burn Dino-Rex at the Sunhouse Mountain long before you, Zero…
ZERO: (shocked) Really!!?
-FLASH-
—————————————————————————- INT. SUNHOUSE MOUNTAIN – Deep Pit – DAY —————————————————————————-
Blaze Phoenix leads the way with an eager grin on his face as a fantastic wave of flames surrounds his entire body.
ALIA: (v.o, narrating) Yes.  His team made it as far as the Lava Tunnels.  Do you remember that?
Far behind the flames, Allen, Glen and Ron struggle to keep up as their bodies are perspiring from the intense levels of heat in the pit.
ZERO: (v.o, reacting) Oh my God, I hated that…
The whole area begins to rumble. The giant tunnel shakes as rocks can be heard crashing down beneath them.
ALIA: (v.o, narrating) So did they…
RON: What the-?
A Researcher turns around and widens his gaze immediately at a huge stream of lava, as tall as the entire tunnel around them.
RON: Oh God!!
2 others turn around, frightened to see the huge wall of lava coming for them.  
RESEARCHERS: AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
The wave engulfs all three of them entirely. Their bodies disintegrate instantly upon contact.
ALIA: (v.o, narrating) All the others who fell behind died needlessly...
From far ahead, Blaze Phoenix crashes through a wall with an aura of flame around him.  He barely hears the faint sound of screaming, which makes him only slightly turn his head.
Then, he notices a giant wall of lava headed straight for him.
BLAZE PHOENIX: Hm!?
-Fade to Orange-
Upon an orange background, she narrates.
ALIA: (v.o, narrating) When he came home, he was punished and thrown into quarantine.  
-dissolve to-
————————————————————— INT. LAYE LABS – Probation Bunker – NIGHT —————————————————————
A charred and recovering Blaze Phoenix rests in a chamber that is only slightly comfier than a jail cell.  
ALIA: (v.o, narrating) Ultimately, it was decided that in order to prevent any more victims from getting hurt, he would be disposed of and buried deep underground.
His cell door opens as he continues to sleep on a bench.
ZERO: (v.o, responding) How…?
A Reploid with a large cannon in hand walks up to him and places the weapon directly into his open beak.
ALIA: (v.o, narrating) Boulder Gun to the mouth while he was sleeping…. It got ugly…
-flash-
A large boulder is generated from the weapon, instantly crushing Blaze Phoenix’s skull from the inside. Blood spurts all across the wall and onto Victor’s chest, who shakes it off and wipes his weapon clean.
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X and Zero look at Alia horrified.
X: Whoaaa!
ZERO: Brutal…. No wonder Gate lost it…
ALIA: Hmph.  It’s really hard to tell who was right in hindsight…. But he was definitely dealt an unfair hand.  Ugh, God that place was so toxic…
Alia winces and looks down with a hard feeling of guilt.
X: Heeeeey.  You okay??
He immediately walks up to her and puts two comforting hands on her shoulders.
With tightly closed eyes she nods and sniffles it off, trying to maintain her composure.
ALIA: Yeah, I… I’m fine.  It’s just a lot.
X: I know hun. We’ve all been through a lot…
He places a loving forehead against hers and they both take a slow deep breath together.
ZERO: Uhhhhh, is this still part of the debrief…?
Alia looks at X and grits her teeth.  Then she takes a breath and looks at Zero with a sly simper.
ALIA: Hmph… ya got me.
ZERO: If I didn’t know any better… It looks like X, has got you.  Hey, are you two…?
ALIA: That’s None of your Business!!!!
X blushes.
ZERO: Oh-o Maaaan! Woooooooow.  I really Did miss a lot while I was out.
X: Come on, Man. That’s enough.
ALIA: Alriiiiiight, alright.  Let’s keep it Professional. We’re done here.
ZERO: Hahahahaha, okaay…
X gives Zero two side-eyes with a half-grimace, feeling embarrassed.
Alia pets her hair and smirks at them with a slight blush.
ALIA: (grinning, smug) You both look like hot garbage.  Get cleaned up and spend the night in the Settlement.  I think it’ll be good for both of you.
ZERO: (confused) Huh?
X: (smiling, thoughtful) Hm.
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Gate and Isoc continue their troublesome discussion.
GATE: So what are we supposed to do now… just wait until he miraculously comes around?  I don’t think that’s a very sound idea.
ISOC: We’ll follow through with the Contingency Plan until such events fall into our favor.  
GATE: That’s crazy! It’s not working!!  Dynamo is unreliable and that Resurrection was too weak!!  What the Hell was that???
ISOC: …Something to keep X busy, like you asked…
GATE: Hrrrgh, it’s not good enough!
ISOC: I’ll get Dynamo to come around.  Don’t worry.
GATE: (panicking) How can I not!??  Zero suddenly came back, stronger than ever and he’s tearing this whole thing apart!!!
Isoc hides a wicked smile and takes a breath.
ISOC: I know it may seem Counter-Intuitive, but the more he consumes the Nightmare, the better off we are.
GATE: (frustrated) How!? It will only make him stronger!!
ISOC: Yes.  And then he’ll become an Omega-Level threat once again.  X and the Public will turn on him. They will force his hand and once he Finally crosses that line… Then, my friend… he will see that our visions are aligned.
Gate looks at him wide-eyed.
GATE: You’re a Mad Man.  You’re putting a lot of faith into a hypothesis that we don’t even know is feasible!  
ISOC: Oh, it’s possible. I know how he thinks…. And when he’s backed into a corner, he will cut through anyone. Even his closest of friends.
GATE: That’s a very dangerous game you’re playing…
Isoc makes an evil grin. Gate shakes his head.
GATE: No, I have a much better idea.  It’s time to tip the scale in my favor…. It’s time to send in High Max.
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INT. HEXAGON STATION – Reploid Settlement – NIGHT
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Zero walks with X down the main steps of the reformed Train Station.  It is now a Recovery Hub for Homeless and Injured Reploids.
ZERO: So this is the Reploid Settlement..?
X nods.
X: Yeah.  It got really scary out there after your Shuttle Mission had… failed.
Zero frowns and looks away.
X: Local Mavericks turned up from around every corner and a lot of sacrifices were made…
X clears his throat.
X: But that was a while ago, already.  Once we got a semblance of control to the city, we noticed that the survivors naturally flocked over to here.  So, we decided to help them as best as we could.
ZERO: That’s really great, man.
X nods and smiles.
X: (proud) This… is who we fight for.  It’s a constant reminder that we need to get back out there and do better.  Every day.
Zero looks at X, stunned.  Once again, he has done a lot of growing up in his absence.
Just then, a cute reploid that shares X’s likeness in blue armor walks up to them.
LEVY: Hey, X!!  I was wondering when you’d grace us with your presence again.
She gives him a hug.
X: Eh heh heh..  Hey, Lev.  How’ve you been holding up?
LEVY: Really good.  Your friends are awesome!  Especially that new Fire Guy.
She thumbs over to Fef, who is mingling with Kassy, Regina, Iso, Data and Araki.
X: (smiling) Glad to see everyone’s getting along…
LEVY: Oh yeah. I’ve been training with the others and everyone’s been /really /Welcoming.
She /punches the /air with both fists in a cute way while making eyes at him.  Zero gives her and X a strange look.
LEVY: (flirty) Any chance, we’ll get to spar again soon???
X: Ahh.. n-no. We’re just here to recover and catch up for the night.  But now that we’ve got Zero back, maybe the two of you could-
LEVY: Hmph!  Passing me off to the Nightmare!?  I know who you are…. You’re the one who caused this whole mess!!  Under normal circumstances, it’d be an honor, but frankly… you can go to Hell.
She walks off in a huff.
Zero looks at X and rolls his eyes.
ZERO: So much for getting along……
They both walk on towards Lifesaver’s Med Car.  
X: Ah, don’t listen to her. She’ll come around.
When they pass by Fef’s group, the reploids all look at Zero in awe and fear.
ZERO: I don’t really care, if I’m honest…. I just want to get better and get back out there.
X frowns as they make it to Lifesaver’s car.
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X and Zero step inside the car to see Hanse and Hal sitting with the charred Tekk. Lifesaver is tending to him.
HANSE & HAL: (nervous, scared) Ah-hh… Z-z-Zero!!
X: (annoyed) Relax, guys. He’s with me. He’s on our side…
Zero folds his arms and turns his back to them in a huff.  They instantly see his burn marks from the Magma Area.
Tekk tilts his head and smiles at Zero.
TEKK: H..h-hey.. Zzeerroooo…
ZERO: Save your strength, Tekk.  You’re no good to us, dead.
TEKK: (nodding, weak) rr..riigghhht…
He curls up and goes back to sleep.
Lifesaver looks at them with a stern face and walks over to X.
LIFESAVER: Gentlemen… What can I do for you??
X: We need a recovery bunk for the night.
LIFESAVER: Ohhh. Finally taking my advice and giving it a rest, I see. Come on…. Right this way.
He grabs some gear and leads them to another car, internally.
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The wounded legends are led to two padded gurneys, which lie at both walls of the car, across from each other. Lifesaver Prime and two assisting clones set the both of them up with IV wires, energen packs and light sedatives, which will ensure a smooth night without incident.
Zero gives Lifesaver an untrusting look, once stuck with the needle.
LIFESAVER: Oh, don’t worry. It’s a light dose of Repli-tonin.  This’ll just take off the edge, so your body can focus on recovering faster.  That’s what you want, don’t you?
ZERO: Hmph… I guess.
X: Thank you, Lifesaver.
He smiles at X.
LIFESAVER: Very good.  I’ll have a clone check up on you later.
He and the clones exit the car. The last one out, turns off the light and shuts the door, finally leaving them to their privacy.
The glow of their red and blue head gems illuminate in the darkness as X and Zero recover together.
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INT. ABEL CITY – Dynamo’s Apartment – NIGHT
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Dynamo stands by a window and watches over the barren city from high up.
DYNAMO: (v.o, thinking) Man I miss this City! …What have I done?  The bustling streets, the unsleeping crowds, the traffic at night…. Tearing it down was a lot of fun, but what was the point?  Everything’s so Boring!
Out of nowhere, from a distance, Dynamo can see a faint shadow amongst the night sky flying towards him.
DYNAMO: Hm?  What the-??
High Max bursts through his apartment window and grabs him by the neck.
HIGH MAX: I’ve Found You!!!
DYNAMO: AAGgghhkkk….  What the Hell??
He tries to fight back, but is flown into his couch and blasted 4 times at close range.
DYNAMO: AAGHH.
He tries to get up, but is instantly kicked right back down into the couch.
HIGH MAX: Stay down…. I have a message for you from Isoc.
DYNAMO: Ughh, what does He want??  Is he sad that I didn’t return his calls???
HIGH MAX: Hmph…. He wants you to know that you have one more chance to make things right.  Otherwise, you can forget about your Payment and the Luxury of Life altogether!
DYNAMO: Agghh…. Tell him, I need more time.  X really got me good, last time.
HIGH MAX: Not my problem…
DYNAMO: I’m gonna get stronger… I just need to sleep this off and collect more Nightmare Souls.  That’s all. I promise!
HIGH MAX: Hmph…. You have 24 hours…
DYNAMO: O-okay. Thank you!
High Max folds his arms and flies backward out from the window he came in. He threateningly locks eyes with Dynamo the entire time with a stoic grimace.
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After a brief period of silence, X turns to his partner.
X: Hey, I’ve been meaning to ask you…. How did you get that new saber?
ZERO: I created a new one while I was hiding out.
X: Huh?  You’ve never been tech savvy, before..
ZERO: Heh…. When it comes to my stuff, you’ll find that I’m full of surprises.
X: Hm… Where were you all this time, anyway?
ZERO: Well… I don’t remember a lot of it, to be honest. Reserve Processors must have blocked it out until I was safer…. But what I do remember is that by the time I rebuilt my arm and legs, I was hunkered down in a cave somewhere.
X: A cave…?  That’s it??
ZERO: Yeah, man. I dunno.  I was on the move, constantly roaming around not fully sure of where I was, exactly.  I kept looking for.. better parts. I tried to rebuild from scraps… turning junk into… something that could interface with my system.
X gives Zero a look of disbelief.
X: …Uh.. I’m sorry, but… Your story doesn’t add up, Man.  Why are you being so secretive…?
ZERO: What do you mean?? I’m not-
X: Come on. After all these years, I know you better than anyone. I can tell when you’re lying to me… which is upsetting.  …What is it that you’re hiding??
ZERO: (sighing) Look, the truth is I don’t know…. And it scares me.  Honestly, I just remember a cave and having a new saber. I was fully rebuilt with no idea how I got there and no idea where I was.
X: Oh…. Well no need to hide that from me..  Why don’t you trust me?
ZERO: In fairness, you haven’t trusted me for a while.  …And I’ve given you no reason to.
X: You always have my back in the Field.  That should be reason enough.
ZERO: But it’s really not… Is it?  
X: (hesitating) …We don’t need to get into this now…
ZERO: No, we really do.  It’s time, Man.  Speak your mind…
X: (sighing) Well… you’ve always been a guarded person, which I’ve come to expect over time.  But… my Damn Memory plays tricks on me, now...  
ZERO: Ever since Dr. Light… found you?
X: Yup. Now I don’t remember which Zero helped me grow up and learn to fight back anymore…. The cocky, headstrong idol or the jaded, corrupt Maverick…
Zero closes his eyes and winces, ashamed.
ZERO: It’s been both, Man.  The whole time, I’ve been fighting something.
X tears up.
X: And somehow, I already Know that!  And yet it’s news to me, now.  Can you imagine how frightening that is??
ZERO: I’ve lived it.  How do you think I felt in Antarctica?
X: …You scared the Hell out of me in Antarctica.  You weren’t acting like yourself at all.
ZERO: Actually, I was…. All of my inhibitions were gone.
X: Don’t start that up again!
ZERO: (sighing) I don’t Care about the Prophecy anymore, dude.  Me sitting here with you should be living proof of that.
X: But now we both know we were designed to kill each other…
ZERO: Fuck that.  I don’t care about their Grand Design.
X gasps, relieved as warm tears escape from his eyes.  Then, he makes a wry smile.
X: Always fighting against your own Destiny, to the bitter end, huh??
ZERO: (smiling) You know it.
X: So, in that case, I do have to ask this.  What’s your End Goal, now? …What are you fighting for…?
ZERO: Come on, do you really have to ask that??
X: I mean it, Zero.  If I’m ever going to fully trust you again, I need to know your motives.
ZERO: Ugh. After the Shuttle Mission Failed, I just want a sense of Normalcy…  Even if it’s unattainable.  Maybe I just want to hurt people for making the World this way. Get some of this frustration out…
X: I’d hate to say it, but I think you made the World this way…
Zero gasps and scowls with a grimace.
ZERO: Is it ‘cause of what that… fan girl said?
X smirks for a second.
X: Who, Levy? No… …Alia told me that your signal still doesn’t read as Data. So… what are you?
Zero shakes his head and takes a breath.
ZERO: It’s just as it was before. This is my Original Data.  It’s not Maverick and it’s not even Evil.  It’s just… Me.
X: Hmph.
ZERO: Not good enough for you?
X: What about the Nightmare Souls? What are they supposed to be??
ZERO: Well… They’re pieces of my Soul, actually.
X becomes wide-eyed.
X: What!!?
ZERO: I don’t know how they exist… Or even how I exist! But… somehow, the Virus Energy manifested itself into the Nightmare and was contained into these little orbs.
X: Sounds kind of like the Erasure Experiment…
Zero becomes wide-eyed.
ZERO: On steroids.
X: That explains how you’re becoming so powerful, I guess… I’m worried though.
ZERO: About what..?
X: (hypothesizing) You were revived Zero… No doubt about it.  But by who…? And for what reason? …If you absorb too many of those Nightmare Souls, I wonder… Will you end up like you did back at the Colony??
ZERO: (scared) I don’t know…
X: Can you contain it this time…?
ZERO: (worried) I don’t know!
X takes a deep breath and closes his eyes.
X: Then that’s a problem…
ZERO: When this is all over, I want Lifesaver to do a full work-up on my internals.  One way or another, we’re gonna figure this out, Man.
X nods.
X: I like the sound of that.  
Zero cringes in pain with a heavy head of guilt.
ZERO: (hurting, guilty) X…. I’m so sorry that I hurt you.  Not just Antarctica or Laguz Island.  I’m sorry for all of it!
X: (surprised) Zero…
ZERO: (regretful, ruminating) How I acted during the Great Repliforce War, my reckless attack on Dr. Doppler, which nearly got us all killed… All you went through with the X-Hunters for me… and my unconventional field-training methods during the Rebellion, before that! I’m always putting you in danger. All this time, I’ve been pressuring you to do things My Way and-
X: I forgive you…!
ZERO: Huh??
X: Zero, all those experiences helped shape me into who I am today.  All the Good and the Bad…. And now that I know I can trust you.. None of it matters anymore. I mean that.
ZERO: But this Nightmare has been killing you…. That’s on me too…
X: (sighing) This Nightmare’s been killing all of us…. But now that you’re here to help, we’re finally starting to see some light at the end of the tunnel.  Now let’s get some rest.  We’re gonna have a lot of work to do when we get up.
Zero smiles at his best friend, who closes his eyes and rests with a peaceful face that he hasn’t seen in a while.  This causes Zero to let out a deep sigh and close his eyes. Before long, he is lulled to sleep with a more complacent face as well.
ZERO: (v.o, thinking) Maybe… things are gonna turn out alright, this time…
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Caption - December 30th, the next morning.
A well-rested X walks over to Alia’s console with a cheerful smile on his face.
X: Good Morning, Beautiful.
ALIA: Hey there, sunshine!
He gives her a kiss on the lips. She smiles at him and turns back to her monitor.
ALIA: How was your sleep last night? Just what the doctor ordered?
X: And then some! /I feel better than ever.
He /stretches his arm and twists his torso, cricking his neck and looking refreshed.
ALIA: Hehe, good.  Where’s Zero??
X: Heheh.. That lug is still sleeping.  But that’s fine.  It’ll give me time to catch up to him later.
She nods and gives him a thoughtful look.
ALIA: I see.  So, you’ve settled it?  You seem.. really at Peace today.
X: (smiling) Heh...  We discussed just about everything we could last night, and... I guess I’m just really relieved about how it all went.  I’m definitely satisfied with the outcome.  
She nods and offers a genuine smile.
ALIA: Good!  You deserve some Peace of Mind more than anyone else...
X: And what about you...?
ALIA: ...I still might have some reservations, but... if you know that you can trust him, then that’s good enough for me.  I trust you...
He gives her a warm, loving smile and holds her hand.  They massage each other’s palms for 3 seconds before she pulls away and clears her throat.
ALIA: So where to, today?
X: Inami Temple.  It’s beyond time to follow up on the Reploids I left behind…
Alia offers a worried grimace.
ALIA: Okaaaaay.  Just be careful.
X: I know…
She pulls up their Mission Select screen, clicks on Rainy Turtloid’s black and white mugshot and punches in the coordinates.  In another moment, he teleports away.
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X is teleported directly inside the Inami Tree, at the ground level, where a jagged tunnel of spikes can be seen.  It is still raining.
In a flash of light, he transforms into his Blade Armor and slowly walks up to the tunnel trap.
X sighs.
X: Here goes nothing…
He crouches down and carefully amplifies the gears within his boots.  After a moment of prepping, he launches himself directly through the tunnel, narrowly avoiding the spikes above and below him.  In an instant, he bashes into the wall, with his hands out and brakes on his heels.  He has made it to the other side.  Above him, the ominous portal awaits him.
ALIA: (o.s, filtered) Now, remember. Once you jump through that portal, we’ll lose contact. I won’t be able to see or hear anything from your end until you get back.
X: (nodding) I know…. Here I go!
ALIA: Be carefuuuul!!!!
X jumps into the portal and smiles at the sound of her voice, before suddenly disappearing.
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X appears inside the trap from out of thin-air, whereupon he immediately spots a curative platform while getting rained on.
X: Hmph…. Just as I thought.  This isn’t the same area.
Just across the way from a similar gap in the room, a Monbando Unit looks at him and smirks.
MONBANDO: Weeeell… Look, who finally decided to show…
X: Hm!?
MONBANDO: I’m afraid you’re a little late, my friend.
Just then, an infected reploid peers out from behind the Mechaniloid.  She looks at him, driven with hatred.
X: Oh no!!
MONBANDO: And now it’s time that you Suffer the Consequences!!!
From out of nowhere, three other infected reploids reveal themselves from the platforms below him.
X takes out his saber and breathes heavily.
At once, all 4 Infected Reploids dive after him and he is forced to defend himself.
X: GOD DAAAAAMN IIIIIIIIT!!!!!!!
Jumping after them, he performs his Double Wave Giga Attack for the first time with regret.  All of the Infected Reploids shatter to pieces at once.
-Freeze Frame. Grainy Effect-
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Behold. Random ChopFic Stuf
Rosemary HCs Rosemary’s appearance is heavily based on Dolly Reed’s Character Kelly from Beyond The Valley of the Dolls.
Willow from the original Wickerman played a huge inspiration for Rosemary. Would she sing a haunting tune to an unsuspecting protagonist? Absolutely.
There is also a pinch of Baby Firefly in there. She might also be a distant firefly cousin. Who knows?
Rosemary is mostly ambivalent to things. She is extremely mellow due to the large amount of Marijuana she smokes.
She’s also seen a lot of violent acts and has killed people but she was under orders from her bizarre family cult she left. So being around the Sawyers doesn’t really have an affect on her.
She is a vegetarian, but it’s not for any sort of ethical reasons it’s how she was raised and is used to eating this way. She doesn’t shame anyone for eating meat. ... Rosemary + Chop These two compliment each other so completely. Two polar opposites in similar veneers. Chop has always wanted a girl like Rosemary. So when he found her he knew he had to make her a Sawyer. Rosemary doesn’t mind his plate or how he looks. In fact she thinks he’s handsome and unique looking. She tells him he’s the most attractive to her when he’s happy and having fun. Even if that fun is violent. Speaking of violence. Rosemary usually doesn’t join in on the killing that goes on in the Sawyer Household. But she will to defend her family. She sees it as “ a guy thing”. Chop will try to keep her from seeing any killing if he can remember or help it. She knows how to use a gun and will put down anyone that dares to hurt her family. If it’s not obvious by this point in the story these two are very sexually active. Like. They will do it anywhere. In fact having sex in a really dangerous or chaotic situation is on their bucket list. Don’t put them in the same police car. They will have sex in the back seat. These two really lean on each other to overcome their various traumas they’ve had. After fooling around they will lay there and talk for a while. Rosemary will listen to Chop talk about moving back to the homestead. Having a small but sweet little wedding there. Raising their children there. He talks about her growing a garden there and growing weed too. Chop never really gets WHY Rosemary clings to him so tightly after sex but he holds her close to him just as tightly. Chop is also really weird about when he’ll get physical if your’e touching Rosemary. If they’re out or driving he doesn’t really seem to care but if you’re back home? He will try to strangle you if you -look- at her funny. Random Male Victim: Miss...Please...please help me.. Rosemary: *turns to look at random man* Chop: H-HEY! HEY! That there is MY GIRL. You don’t touch her or LOOK AT HER. You pigs are all the same..thinking you can take whatever you want!...Well tough shit. You don’t take a woman from a Sawyer. And if you do..’s the last thing you’ll do.. Chop still does creepy, stalkerish things to Rosemary despite being with her. He will watch her all the time. He loves to watch her dance when she thinks she’s by herself. He will also keep shreds or articles of her clothing to smell if he has to be away from her for any reason. Watching her shower is a thing he likes to do too. He just can’t believe a woman this beautiful is into him. He’s super afraid she’ll leave him. He often considers branding her somehow or disfiguring her so she’ll have to stay with him. Rosemary will leave all the decisions that she can up to Chop or Drayden. She’s really just playing house. She would actually be really bad with a responsible person. She’s really lazy and wouldn’t do much. She does what she does around the Sawyer home because she appreciates Grandpa and likes that he likes her. Also it makes Chop all giddy when he comes home and she’s doing something domestic. It’s all for secondary gain.
Rosemary FaceClaim. Dolly Read.
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Common Dialogue:
*Chop and Bubba come in after rounding up some bodies*
Rosemary: Hey, Babe. Any luck? *kiss*
Chop: *petting her with his hanger*...Yeah! I got 2 of em a-and Bubba only got one! I won, I won, Bubba!!
Rosemary: *Shakes an envelope* Your VA check came today...I snuck it before Drayden could get it..
Chop:...*gasps and jumps up and down a little. She joins him*
*Chop will chase her around the main area playfully whenever Drayden isn’t around but he always somehow catches them*
Chop: How are you runin’ so fast? I just saw you smoke a joint!
Rosemary: It was a little joint and it ain’t kicked in yet..*peeks out of a corner* Namland!
Chop: Napalm!! *giggles and points at her*
*Rosemary falls on the rock stairs or trips on something*
*Chop usually pins her*
Chop: Gotcha!..
Rosemary: *giggles* Fine..I’ll make you some brownies...just don’t let Bubba have any.
Chop: *Whining* Can we pleaaaassse put a lil bit of acid in em this time? C’mon baby, Daddy wants to go to outer-space...
He also likes to nibble on her hair. Which he does often whenever he asks her questions.
Rosemary: Are you sure LSD is such a good idea?...Remember we couldn't fool around last time we tried it..
Chop: O-Oh!! You’re right!! Maaaan that was a bummer. Okay! Okay! Regular it is! *giggles and kisses her.*
*Rosemary puts her arms around him and kisses back. Gently petting his plate. Resulting in a groan from him*
Drayden: NO DECENCY! Can’t a man come home without you damn kids having sex in his living room?!
Chop: *mocking Drayden* No decency!!! These kids today know no shame I tell ya what!
Drayden: You little shit!! *he grabs Chop by the collar and drags him off to help haul in produce he just harvested from Rosemary’s garden*
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Survey #266
“... and buried deep beneath the waves, betrayed by family, to his nation with his last breath cried: beware the daughter of the sea.”
What's the last thing you looked up in the dictionary? Shit, it's right on the tip of my tongue... I was making sure I was using it right, which I was. Do you ever listen to instrumental music? Rarely, and if I do, it's normally game soundtracks. Who did you last sit on? I'm hoping you mean like... on their lap lmao in which case it'd probably be Jason. No one wants my fat ass to sit on their lap nowadays. What do you think about wind? I HATE wind, unless it's hot and there's a nice breeze. Has there been anyone that you wanted to get to know but never did? Well of course. That happened in high school a lot. What's the last thing you looked at that reminded you of someone? Teddy's picture on my shelf. Have your parents ever tried to commit suicide? Not that I know of. I couldn't even begin to imagine either of those trying that. Do you have a gag reflex? A VERY STRONG ONE. Would you rather have sex before you're married or wait till marriage? I don't care. Tbh by now, I kinda think before is wiser only to ensure you two are compatible in that area. It wouldn't matter to me personally, but I know that's important to some people and can cause issues and built-up bitterness. Just use protection, Christ. Have you ever let someone hit you? Um no? Do you have friends in other states/countries? Plenty. Been on the Internet since before I was even a pre-teen, talking to strangers lmao. Do you ever pay attention during church? I would try to back then, but I never succeeded well because my mind would wander out of boredom. Do you have self-control? That very much depends on the situation. I can be EXTREMELY impulsive, but in other cases hold it together. Have you ever broken a window? No. When was the last time you freaked someone out? I'm sure it was a few nights ago when I had another nightmare and woke up screaming. Mom always yells my name to snap me out of it. Have you ever gone on a date with a weirdo? No. Who's the last person you called a bitch? I don’t know. Is anyone in your family disabled? Yes. What do you want for Christmas? It's hella early to think about it, but I'm quite certain I'll be asking for a treadmill. How many moles do you have? I don't think I have any? Aren't freckles and moles different? Do you own any comic books? No. What is the nastiest dare you have ever committed? I don't know. I never did really nasty ones because I wasn't stupid. Do you know anyone who has been raped? Almost, anyway. Idk if I know anyone to really has been... I hope not. Are you an atheist? No. I think there's... something. Have you ever owned a goldfish? Well yeah, from like, carnival games and stuff. Who was the last person to call you beautiful? I dunno, probably a family member when I changed my FB profile picture. How many times have you been stung by a bee? Once. Those fuckin hornets better stay the holy fuck away from me. What was the last flavor of gum you chewed? Probably something fruity. When was the last time you used tape? Ummm probably when I had to tape the side of my laptop screen a bit. When was the last time you said fuck? A couple questions ago in this survey lmao. Have you ever stolen something? Only this pink crayon I thought was beautiful at Sunday school oof. Who would you like to kiss right now? Maaaan there's three people I would so long I wasn't involved with anyone else. Mark of course lol, Jason, or Sara. Who was the last person you told to 'Shut the fuck up' to? Ha ha, probably playfully to Sara. Why were you last nervous? So I joined this group on deviantART called the Guiding Light Project, which is about mental health help and positivity, and there is a list of people seeking help and what their problem is. I decided to reach out to two people I really thought I could help, and one was a guy. Men make me so nervous that I was very nervous sending him a message, but it's going very well. Whose pants did you last take off? Uhhhh. OH YEAH HEY when I was hanging out with Colleen and she got me to change her son's diaper. Hate hate hate hated it. I do not ever need kids. When was the last time you were disturbed? Hm. I'm sure over something I saw on Facebook. NO, WAIT. Sara, do not read this. When I was at Ashley's, we were watching Naked and Afraid, and they caught a chameleon to cook for food. I almost screamed. Poor thing looked terrified when the guy grabbed him. Why did you last feel awkward? Also when messaging that guy. When was the last time you got in a fight with your best friend? It's been a long time. Have you ever asked someone for a tampon? Only a friend. Who was the last person you read a book to? My niece had me read a book like fifty times. Who is the person you say the naughtiest things to? Ha ha, Sara when we're having our stupid fangirl moments. Who was the last person to send you a letter? Sara. It's still on my shelf. :') How do you feel about war? I’m a pacifist, so guess. Do you like cupcakes or muffins more? Hm, maybe cupcakes. Have you ever pushed someone on purpose? Yes. Have you ever slapped someone in the face? No. Do you have any tough life decisions to make soon? Nothing major. At what time of the day do you usually have the most energy? In the morning, once I've passed the drowsy phase. Magenta, aqua, or coral? Coral. Do you like the color orchid? Ye! Would you rather be a wedding photographer or a nature photographer? Uhhh I literally want to be both? I'm *realistically* more interested in shooting weddings for the income, but if I had my way, I'd be perfectly financially content being a nature photographer. Man, I hope that happens. Have you ever had an ulcer? No. Are you interested in health and wellness? "Rather than interests, I consider them two very important things I should always try to pay attention to. Health is very important." <<<< This. Would you ever be a fitness coach? HA no. Do you ever question whether something that makes you uncomfortable is a good thing or not? That's a very good question. This can definitely lead to you questioning flawed morals, so in that sense, it sure can be. In other ways though, it can certainly be a bad thing. Do you think for yourself? Yes. I am, generally, very opinionated and follow my gut instinct. Do you live life on your own terms, or do you do what everyone tells you to do? The former, usually. I can be AWFUL at making decisions though, so I definitely consider advice. What color is your bike? I don't have a bike. Are you due for a hike? There is physically no way I could handle a hike in my current shape. Muscle atrophy in the legs is not fuckin' fun, and with hyperhidrosis and THIS heat? Oh, hunny. Have you ever created a themed scrapbook? As a kid, I fainty remember having one? How often do you eat dessert? Very rarely. I don't need it. What's the trendiest item you own? Oh boy, I don't have a clue. I don't even know what's "trendy." Did you pull an all-nighter last night? No. When was the last time you wrote an essay? My first semester of this year. Do you enjoy writing essays? I actually do if it's a subject I'm passionate about. Do you enjoy learning? Yeah! What is your favorite fairytale? Fuckin fight me if you say Shrek isn't one. What is your favorite name that starts with a "Z"? I have no idea. Maybe Zena, though I prefer it with an "x." Have you ever felt like you were going to throw up while you were at school? Yes. I have before. Do you own a princess crown? No. When was the last time you were jealous of someone? Ugh... with how bad my PTSD has been lately, I've been having periodic episodes of raging hate and jealousy of the girl he dated after me, thinking things like, "what if he loved her more," "what if he also told her this or that," etc. They're not even together anymore, but my brain doesn't care. Do you know anyone with an eating disorder? Maybe? What was the last thing you killed? I think an earwig-ish thing. Whose number did you last get? The girl's who adopted Bentley. When was the last time you used a public bathroom? Probably not since an appointment with my psychiatrist some time ago. Have you ever used someone for money? Wow, no. Do you have manners? I honestly think I have great manners. Have you ever woken up and realized that yesterday really happened? That was ABSOLUTELY the day after the breakup. It didn't at all feel real when it was even happening. When was the last time that you had a pet that died? Last November is when we had to put Teddy to sleep. God, I miss that baby boy. Or did Mitsu die later? I don't recall for sure. Do you know anyone who retired at a young age? I mean, probably. I'm just unaware. When was the last time you took a taxi/Uber? Where were you going? Never, actually. We don't really have those here. Have you ever been diagnosed (by a professional) with OCD? Yes. Do you know any married gay couples? Distantly. Who is your favorite person to spend time with? SARA! I feel like kids having a sleepover when I've been with her. Is there anything you should tell someone, but don’t want to? Yes. Have you ever woken up somewhere and not known how you got there? I don't believe so. Do you live somewhere where recreational marijuana is legal? No. Have you ever quit a job with no notice? No. Do you have nightmares often? HA, it's just about a nightly basis now. Have you ever been on any sort of government assistance? I've gotten loans for school and stuff. Does that count? Did you have your own bedroom when you were growing up? No, I shared it with my little sister. Are you more optimistic or pessimistic? Pessimistic. Are you comfortable with your weight? Fuck no. How often do you listen to classic rock? Semi-frequently. Not as much as I did in high school. What about country? Just about never ever. Do you know anyone inside and out? I don't think that's possible. Is anyone in your family sick? Both Mom and Grammy are fighting cancer right now. I don't think my grandma has much time left. She can't walk on her own anymore. What kind of camera do you have? A Canon EOS Rebel T6. What is something you know you shouldn’t do, but do anyways? Download music. What is the most amount of money you have ever lost? Idk. Is photography one of your interests? Of course, I aim to make a career out of it. Do you know your neighbors very well? I personally don't. The person to the right of us, though, my mom knows decently and is a total and complete sweetheart. Have you ever hurt yourself just to get attention? "Kind of (I hurt myself for my own purposes, but I did want attention paid to it), when I was a teenager, because I desperately needed someone to treat me with compassion and, like, take the shit that was happening to me seriously." <<<< I don't like admitting this, but it's happened. I want to emphasize that it was not the primary reason and was rather impulsive anger and self-hate, BUT for the mentioned reasons, I did want this shit taken seriously and realize I really needed help. Has anyone ever called you conceited? No. Do you write ever write poetry just to get your feelings out? Certainly. Not like I used to, though. Who were you last really mad at? REALLY mad? I'm not sure, but probably Mom. What is a sad song that you like? "Terrible Things" by Mayday Parade has been in my head lately. What is a rumor people tell about you? I don't know of any. The only rumor that I know has ever been spread about me was that Jason and I had a baby in high school. Despite the fact I was slim then lmao. If you were given 1,000 acres of land with no strings attached, what would you do with it? Definitely plant a forest around a house I'd like to model myself, dig a nice pond for more wildlife... a lot of stuff that would benefit nature. If you had to flee their home country, where would you live? Canada. Do you think psychic abilities exist? Which one would you like to have? No. I'd like to uhhhh... predict the future when I will it myself, I guess. What’s a skill or craft that you would like to master, but haven’t? I wish I could draw exactly what I see in my head. How did you find out Santa isn’t real? My mom just told me. What’s a personality trait that you wish you had? CONFIDENCE!!!!!!! Do you believe in getting revenge on those who do wrong by you? If so, how do you go about it? Noooo no no. That creates so many more problems. If you were arrested with no explanation, what would your friends and family think you’d had done? That's a great question. If you could shop for free at one store, what would it be? For the sake of being smart, Wal-Mart. Necessities are there. Do you have any pets? If so, what are they? I have a Siamese-esque cat and a champagne ball python. I'm currently DESPERATELY trying to talk Mom into a Mexican red knee tarantula... and I really want a hognose snake. What event in your life would make a good movie? The breakup and my recovery. If you could dedicate your life to solving one problem, what would it be? Discrimination. Where do you find meaning in your life? Quite honestly, I don't feel it has much meaning currently. I'm not doing shit worthwhile. Do you believe things happen for a reason? Hell no. What do you think is a conspiracy? Honestly, I believe in quite a few. The one I believe in most was that the government was 120% involved in 911. Research. It is unbelievable. I'm very dubious that the "first" moon landing was real, either. There is an overwhelming amount of evidence it was on a soundstage. Why? America wanted to beat Russia in the space race. I love conspiracies. Do you believe in the afterlife? How do you picture it? Yes. I don't quite know how I picture it, but I lean towards like... this nirvanic state of peace and knowledge, and unity between the dead. What’s a superstition you believe in? I don’t believe in any superstitions. None. What is the dumbest way you’ve ever been injured? YOOOOOO when I was at Colleen's in-law's having dinner once, I literally took a large bite of rice RIGHT WHEN IT CAME OFF THE STOVE. I didn't know it'd only just been removed. My tongue was burned for weeks on end. Do you mind conflict? Hell yes I mind. I'm terrified of confrontation. If you could start a charity what would it be for? Something with mental health. Maybe to help those who can't afford help/therapy. If you were a cryptid (bigfoot, mothman, ect.) what would you be? I'm already a cryptid. What’s your ideal temperature and weather? Hm... like 55 and partly cloudy. What topic could you give a 20-minute presentation on with no preparation? Gay rights. Have you ever worn those drunk goggles? Yes, for D.A.R.E. in elementary school. Can you agree to disagree, or usually get upset over conflicting views? It depends on the subject of course, but I'm normally very good at agreeing to disagree. Rodeos – entertaining, or cruel? Animal fucking cruelty. Dumbasses getting gored are well-deserved. Who is the best female rocker? Why? Lita Ford is a badass. Slays on the guitar and is just cool. What color of roses do you find the prettiest? I actually like the classic, deep red. Have you ever accidentally found porn when looking for something else? I don't think so. Why do so many fans with OTP’s insist that their ship is real? I don't really know, but it's annoying. Some people are just friends, y'know. Being similar/compatible does not equate to actually liking each other like that, and the feral ones are just... wow. Do you draw fanart of anything? Not anymore. There's soooo many pictures I'd love to draw of Mark, but I literally love him so much I don't want to disgrace his face with my poor ability to make shit proportional lmao. Favorite thing to see in museums? Fossils! Have you ever seen an unwrapped mummy in person? No. What things have people shamed you for? My AvPD doesn't want me to think about this. Are there any 'adult stores’ in your area? Probably at some point. Have you been inside of them/shopped there before? No. Do you watch The Masked Singer? Any theories? No.
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whatadaze · 5 years
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another thing no one asked for
Let’s talk about the girl squad:
ISA: as the main for season 1, we as viewers got to learn about her first. i think it can be widely agreed upon that season 1 is generally seen as the least popular and going into it, i kind of had that mindset too. “you need to get through season 1 to get the other seasons” was what i thought. but after the first clip i just KNEW isa would be different. from her avocado bra, munching on snacks while in bed, FUCKING LICKING HER DIRTY ASS PHONE, and basically not giving two shits about gijs while watching liv sing—i fell in love with this girl super fast. she is probably the most relatable eva BC SHE IS ALL OF US. i’m reminded of my own high school days when i watch her season. i remember how it feels to lose friends, feel insecure, and have my world revolve around a boy. and the way the actress portrays this character is so natural, from her dialogue to mannerisms, and i could go on and on about isa bc she holds a special piece of my heart but then this long ass post will turn into an essay
LIV: out of all the noora remakes, liv is (dare i say it) the best one. from the moment she went on stage i knew this girl would be different, and a main reason why is because they incorporated zoë’s real life interests into her character. that in itself made liv have so much more depth as a character and i fucking LOVE how flushed out she is. they took the time to develop liv during her season and i feel like we know her better than the other nooras. i genuinely feel like i’m watching her life through her eyes and feel the emotions she is feeling. the vulnerable moments she has alone in her room, the quiet observations she makes, the obvious love she has for music, and the deep desire to protect her friends—she IS the mama bear. she is the shoulder that her friends can lean on WHICH IS GREAT but that can make someone feel lonely at times bc people don’t realize that those type of individuals also need someone to support them. i relate SO MUCH to the hard image liv portrays to the outside world while being super closed off and vulnerable when alone. it’s something i feel like a lot of people can also relate to and i just fucking love liv
ENGEL: my sweet sweet engel is like a small puppy you just CANT hate. sometimes, the vilde remakes come off as super ignorant or obnoxious with little to no dimensions as a character. but from the beginning, we see that engel is someone who is sensitive, and needs that extra support from friends. she wears her heart on her sleeve and falls in love too easily. she tries her best to make everyone happy, even if her efforts aren’t much appreciated or understood by others. i love how she has pretty much no filter but the words that come out of her mouth are never harsh or condescending. i found myself dreading the moment she learns about liv+noah bc i genuinely didn’t want to see her get hurt. i felt like i was the one that needed to protect engel and shut her away from the harsh reality around her.
JANNA: oh maaaan, if i was even 1/10 of the person janna is, i feel like i would be so much happier. she doesn’t give a shit about anything and just gets along with anyone and everyone. i love her carefree personality, her free love mentality, and the fact that she will drop everything to help friend. she is the balance that the girl squad needs when they need someone and the role she plays reminds me a lot of OG chris. the friend that is there for all the good and fun times. but most importantly, is there for the serious times too.
IMAAN: i know she isn’t here for season 2 but i miss this girl and her yellow car. she seems like such a tough badass bitch who also doesn’t give two shits about what anyone thinks about her. she is loyal and feisty and may seem a little mean at times but its all coming from a place of love. i reallllly hope she returns for season 3 🤞🏻 but if she doesn’t, i’ll just keep playing that clip of her rolling up in her little car.
if you actually read up to this point, i’m gonna treat you to my little rambling of noah BC HOW CAN I NOT
NOAH: ok first of all, i was never a william hater or anything like that. i enjoyed og season 2 and appreciated how they expanded his character from just being a fuck boy to someone who acTUALLY HAS FEELINGS? but noah is...he is just SO DIFFERENT. i know i’ve been saying that a lot but it’s just true. we as viewers learn so much about him alongside liv and while in season 1 i didn’t care much for him, i couldn’t help but fall in love with this dork. i love how we see him pursue liv, even though he doesn’t know what the fuck he’s doing. he is honest and open and doesn’t hide anything from liv which IS SO IMPORTANT bc something that i always felt lacked in the noora/william relationship was open+honest communication. also his intentions never seemed to be based off something physical and he genuinely WANTS to get to know liv. he wants to be given that chance and he waits and waits until she is ready. he doesn’t blackmail her, he doesn’t go behind her back, he just tries his best even if what he does may not be the smartest way to go about things. and similar to liv/zoë, just by adding monk’s real life interests into noah has added so much depth to his character and makes him 74394739x more interesting. we never really learn what william’s interests are, his passions, what he enjoys, and so it’s great to see that side of noah.
ok now if you ended up reading up to HERE then give yourself a pat on the back, but also ask yourself “wow do i really have no life like the person who wrote this long ass post?” and if you answered yes, then message me bc i think we’ll be great friends.
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randomotakugirl · 5 years
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Protective of you
Basically a new au I thought of; Vampires, Weresquids and the normals oh my! 
“Can I at least move, Skull?”
That’s the question Aloha had to ask every night of a full moon. It wasn’t Skull’s fault, Aloha knew that, but there was one small problem. Skull was way too protective of Aloha. Maybe it was because the other two leaders were vampires or because Aloha was a normal inkling, he couldn’t figure it why.
A small whine broke Aloha out of his thoughts as he turned his head to face the weresquid who was resting his head on Aloha’s lap. “I’ll come back Skull. Don’t worry! I just need to check on my teammates to see how they’re holding up.” Aloha reassured Skull, getting a small gruff from him. Aloha let out a small sigh, rolling his eyes as he petted Skull’s head softly. “Alright fine. Do you want to come with me?” That seem to win in Aloha’s favor, as he saw Skull getting up. “I’ll meet you outside, okay? The other two aren’t back from the store so I have to lock up.” Aloha said, opening the window.
Again, it wasn’t Skull’s fault that he was bigger and taller than a normal weresquid. Getting a small nuzzle from Skull, Aloha watched as Skull jump from the window, landing softly on the ground on all four paws, looking up to him. “I’ll be down” Aloha said, closing the window and making sure to lock it. He remembered getting scolded by Army for leaving windows open before as he grabbed his keys, hurrying down the stairs and out the front door, locking it.
The moment Aloha locked the door, he went face to face with Skull. “Geez Skull, don't scare me like that~” Aloha joked, as the two started making their walk to Snorkel’s place. Skull was on guard, Aloha understanding as other vampires and weresquids did the same thing with their normal inkling friends. Even Army and Mask did the same thing whenever they leave during the night with him. After a few minutes they made it to Snorkel’s house, Aloha was tackled down. “Hello to you too, Octoglasses~” Aloha smiled at the pink weresquid on him, before glancing towards Straw. “Hey Straw~ See you still have your form under control.” Straw nodded, twirling a bit. “Yep~ Still got it~!” She replied before jumping on him too. “Hey, leave some room for me too~!” Another voice broke out, Aloha knowing who it was. “Yo Snorkel~!” Aloha waved, getting up once the two got off him. “Heey Aloha~ What is up” Snorkel asked helping Aloha up from the ground. “Not much man~ I came to see ya three~” Aloha replied, his arm wrapping around Snorkel’s waist.
Aloha and Snorkel started talking, laughing with each other as Skull let a watchful eye. Even with the other two bothering him, he kept his gaze on Aloha. “C’moooon Skully~ Let’s play!” Straw said and Octoglasses agreed with a small noise, pushing him with her snout. Aloha noticed this, before sighing looking up to the night sky. “Maaaan. I wonder why Skull acts like this during these nights.”
“Hmm maybe he’s just worried bout you man! I get that way seeing you out super late at night, especially since some vampire inklings and weresquids aren’t the nicest!” Snorkel suggested, patting Aloha’s back. “Yeah? That actually makes a lot sense!” Aloha replied, humming a bit. Aloha turned his head, seeing both Straw and Octoglasses play around Skull, or at least trying to make him join them. After a while of talking,  Snorkel’s stomach growled a bit, Aloha giving him a look. “Really dude? Did you miss it that much?” Aloha laughed, with Snorkel joining in. “It has been a while man! Plus you do smell good~!” He replied, turning to look at Skull.
“Yo Skull! You wouldn’t mind if I-“ Snorkel couldn’t finish his sentence as Skull growled a bit. “Yo chill Skully. Unlike those losers, I don’t take much.” Snorkel replied with a small frown. Skull still growled, before Aloha cupped his face giving him a reassuring smile. “It’s fine Skull~ You can trust Snorkel!” Aloha petted him, as Straw and Octoglasses came over with smiles. “That’s right Skull! Snorkel would never hurt Aloha at all!” Straw said with a smile, “he has done this a lot before too! So there’s no need to worry if it’s about hurting Aloha.” She added as Octoglasses let out a small noise in agreement. After a while, Skull made a noise, Straw translating he agreed, as Aloha gave a small kiss on his head. “I’ll be fine” Aloha said before going by Snorkel. Skull watched the two, Snorkel seemingly to do something before biting down on Aloha’s neck. He noticed Aloha didn’t flinch at all, the bite only lasting a few seconds before Snorkel pulled away, cleaning the wound. “Yo~ Thanks again man!”
“Anytime buddy~” Aloha smiled before his phone went off, getting a message that Army and Mask will be home soon with groceries. “Oof, we have to leave but it was great seeing you guys again~! We’ll have to do a battle together soon~” Aloha said, first giving Snorkel a hug before giving Octoglasses and Straw one. “See ya soon Aloha~!” Straw waved as Aloha and Skull turned to leave, walking back to the house.
The walk back home was quiet, Aloha knew Skull is probably mad after he let Snorkel drink from him. “Don’t be angry at him Skull. Snorkel is one of  my best friends. Even my parents trusted him, y’know” Aloha spoke, trying to bring Skull’s mood back up. He frowned when it didn’t .
“Is it because what Rider did? You know he can’t really control his form like you and Octoglasses.” This stopped Skull in his tracks, Aloha softly petting him. “It’s neither yours or his fault Skull. No one got hurt either~” Aloha added, as they continued walking. While it wasn’t a lie, Skull did remember everything. Rider had lost control of his weresquid form and it took almost everyone to subdue him. That is until Stealth bit him, knocking him out from sucking too much blood from Rider. It was the fact even Aloha and Goggles were trying to stop him as well, Glasses fearing for Goggles life, and Skull really couldn’t do much of anything without accidentally harming someone else.
After a few minutes, they made it back to the house, where all four of the S4 leaders shared, Aloha quickly unlocking it and hurrying to Skull’s room so he could open the window again. “You ready?” Aloha asked as he moved back, surprised on how fast Skull jumped back in. “Alrighty~” Aloha said, leaning over to close the window, “I’ll see you tomorrow morning~” Aloha said, about to leave the room before being stopped by Skull’s paw. “Skull? What is it now?” Aloha asked, hearing a small huff coming from the other. “Do you want me to stay with you instead?” Aloha sighed, seeing Skull nodded a bit, “Alright.” Aloha took a look outside, before taking off his shoes, getting in Skull’s bed. Skull soon joined after, curling around him with a small noise. “Geez Skull~ I’ll see you in the morning~ Goodnight~” Aloha said, giving him one last pet before sleep took over, Skull falling asleep soon after.
Morning came as Skull rubbed his eyes, glad he was back in his inkling form. Looking to his side he saw Aloha curled up asleep, his tentacles down. The first thing he noticed was the bite mark that was on Aloha’s neck was gone. ‘Snorkel was telling the truth..’  Skull said, remembering the times Army and Mask had bit Aloha. Their bite marks didn’t disappear as quickly as Snorkel’s did, which told him Snorkel didn’t take much as promised. He decided to get out of bed, stretching, and left the room for the other to continue sleeping. Going to the kitchen, he saw Army already up and cooking breakfast. “Morning” Skull said, catching Army’s attention as he turned away from the stove. “Good morning Skull. You’re up early” Army said, turning his attention back to the stove, “Aloha isn’t up yet? I understand Mask, seeing he was playing video games all night long.”
“No, he’s still-“
“I’m up” a voice spoke from behind them. Aloha walked into the kitchen, “I woke up with you got off the bed, Skull.” Army raised his eyebrows, looking between the two. “Being overprotective again Skull?” Army asked, getting a small huff. He understood as he remembered the first time hearing Aloha was neither a vampire or a weresquid but a normal inkling, with speed that could almost match theirs. He was stronger than Army himself, which did surprise him. “Yep~ Took up most of the bed though to the point where it got too hot” Aloha teased, chuckling when he saw Skull’s expression. “It’s alright Skull~ I’m just joking! You didn’t even take up that much space providing that it’s your bed you let me sleep on. Now excuse me while I get Mask up, since he’ll complain again about everyone else getting the better breakfast again~” Aloha said, leaving the kitchen and to the hallway. Voices were soon heard before yelling, as Army sighed. “And now they’re fighting. Great.” Army put down his ladle before turning to Skull. “It’s understandable to be overprotected Skull, though Aloha knows how to take care of himself. For now, do help set up” Army added, getting the plates ready.
Skull silently agreed, grabbing the dishes with food on them, setting them down on the table. He thought about what Army said. It’s true Aloha could take care of himself, though deep down he gets a feeling that won’t last long.
And he hoped his thoughts won’t become a reality.
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skunts-own-truth · 5 years
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The Heresy Comes to an End and I’m Lapping it up, my Friends
If y’all haven’t read that sweeeet Fulgrim scene in Slaves to Darkness yet, I highly recommend it. John French writes him some solid sexy Slaaneshi there; I’d say it’s my straight up favorite depiction of the Prince of Pleasure’s influence on anything. Fulgrim and a wriggly fat Daemon mirror of himself wrapping around each other and feeding each other sticky apples? Um, yes please. And then Lorgar had to go an’ ruin it, and prove to me yet again that he is the most unlikable Primarch. The only thing better than this scene, gang, is Pert showing Daemon Angron what he GOT. Which, if you’re a fan of the Iron Warriors, you’re a god dang fool for missing this. It’s TOP PERT.
With the Siege right around the corner I’m trying to get the last four books finished up. I have audios of Wolfsbane, Slaves to Darkness, Titandeath, and the Buried Dagger. Work has me at this internet-less place, so I haven’t been able to do much lately. S’why I haven’t been online much. But, dang, kids I’m finally gonna be able to sit down and focus on finishing these books up. I’ve left both Wolfsbane and Slaves to Darkness half finished, which is a shame because I truly think they are the best Horus Heresy duo of books there is in the entire series. Straight up. You know why? A lot of shit actually happens in them. That’s their edge over Thousand Sons/Prospero Burns, I’ll tell you. It’s non-stop actual plot. I love it. Slaves to Darkness has like four early Heresy amounts of book plot in one book, and the pacing is outstanding. Gosh dang. Maaaan, read these books with me. Let’s get to that finish line and open our mouths wide as the Black Library finally slides the end we do deserve into our ever hungry mouths.
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sillytorch · 5 years
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Volume 6 Review
Okay, so I enjoyed this volume overall and LOVED the finale. I understood that the fight w/ the Leviathan had to be wrapped up cuz almost everyone was running low on aura, but I feel satisfied. Very VERY satisfied. Like, this was the first time since Volume 3 that I was hyped for the next episode. I had my likes and dislikes for this Volume but, I still enjoyed it. :) I’ll explain more under the cut:
So dislikes are:
As much as it all makes sense, I REALLY wished they didn’t go down the ex-lovers route for Oz/Salem’s background. As scary as Salem is, at the end of the day, she’s basically fighting with her ex... and... the fact that it’s implied that she’s getting the relics to basically kill herself... I... don’t know how to feel about it...
I wished they did more with Emerald and Mercury, ESPECIALLY Emerald. Like... I understand that it’s a huge cast of characters, but it gets very annoying to see two villains who are arguably much weaker than our protagonists just... doing nothing if I’m being honest. I thought before that those two were going to follow a path similar to Weiss’ arc in Volume 4 where we see the drama in her home w/ her family unfold until she escapes. But like... the difference is that there doesn’t appear to be much payoff w/ Em and Merc. They’re scared, they fought each other, Tyrian scares them more, Emerald tries to apologize to Mercury and then they’re scared seeing Salem madly create more Grimm. As much as I like the poetic imagery where we start w/ them seeing through a window the Grimm emerging and then end with them looking out seeing the Grimm, but the windows are shattered (AKA the barrier), I wished there was more to them actually getting out of there ASAP.
Oscar’s development felt rushed. Like I want to like Oscar. I feel bad for him being stuck in Ozpin’s war and all, but this poor boy has suffered enough this Volume. He ran away, but... he literally just went stress shopping and is like, “Oh I made you guys some dinner.” Which, that’s sweet of him, but it feels rushed to me. Like he forgave them too quickly. I’m not saying he should hate them, but Qrow and Jaune attacked him, and a lot of them yelled at him after Ozpin left. 
And NOW.... let’s head into the stuff I liked:
The return of older characters helped me enjoy this volume a lot!! Volumes 4 and 5 added so many new characters that it felt like they were ignoring them for newer characters. But then, we see Neo return three volumes later, and BOY!! I am ENJOYING THE HECK out of her return! And the fact that she has a new outfit and has a lot of build-up for the upcoming volume 7, backstory material (One Thing), and the confirmation that YES Roman was everything to her (as a diehard Roman Torchwick fan, it validated me so much it made me cry), it gave me more hope. I personally think she’s gonna serve as a foil to Emerald, in terms of how they’re illusionists working for Cinder w/ a strong attachment towards someone, but unlike Emerald who sees Cinder as her savior, Neo sees Cinder as her enemy AND is in a way, taking advantage of her in order to get her way. In the later future, I’ll talk about more on Neo and Emerald but consider this paragraph a preview. :)
Volume 6 gave us a reminder on how Grimm are a threat for a reason. When the Apathy were introduced OHHHHH MAAAAN!!!! Zombie Grimm that basically cause severe depression? SIGN ME THE FUCK UP!! This is the kind of Grimm I never expected and never realized I wanted ‘til now! Grimm are the manifestations of negativity and hatred. They have to do more than just murder and eat people. I.., I loved it so much!! And like this was the first Grimm I was legitimately scared of. The Nuckalavee and the Seer were creepy af, but like... they just murder people, that’s it. The Apathy? They’re freaky and basically cause depression!
Closure. Closure to me feels like the theme of this Volume. And boy does this Volume show. We got closure on old favorites like Neo coming back, closure for JNR on Pyrrha, closure on Oz/Salem’s background and the world before Remnant, closure on Silver Eyes and its powers, closure for Adam and Yang and Blake’s relationship (gonna go into detail on that next ;) ), closure on how people need to keep moving forward no matter the costs as our heroes learned, and closure on FINALLY SEEING SUMMER ROSE IN PERSON!!!!
The whole Adam subplot, while I won’t lie, could have had more build up this Volume other than that appearance and Yang’s hallucinations (maybe more blink it or miss hints that he was hiding/stalking Blake in Argus or the train station) it was tied up really well. Also, I love the confirmation we got that Blake and Yang love each other more than as friends (Guys, Adam went irate over Blake happy to see Yang. He also screamed at her “WHAT DOES SHE EVEN SEE IN YOU??!!”). Adam’s death was flawlessly executed (no pun intended). Like, they didn’t just have him fall off a cliff, he was ALREADY dead then. Like, Yang punched out all of his aura, then his sword’s thrown out, then Blake and Yang IMPALE him through his chest (possibly his heart if I remembered the placements of the wounds), and right when he drops to his knees while bleeding out from his wounds, you could hear him struggling to breathe while his eyes start rolling in the back of his head. Then he has this blank expression while he tumbles down into the river. We... actually saw someone die brutally and their corpse too. And well... it was an emotional moment. VERY emotional. But it tied up his role perfectly as well as I stated, closure to Blake and Yang being haunted by Adam.
So... here’s to a new volume guys! :) Til next time! ^w^
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timeparadoxsims · 6 years
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20 questions
Thank you for the tag, @nintendolover13! <3
Rules: Answer all 20 questions and tag 20 people.
Name: Ruxi
Zodiac Sign: Leo
Height: 163 cm
Languages Spoken:  Romanian and English. I can understand some French, but I can’t speak it much beyond the basics, unfortunately :(
Nationality: Romanian
Favorite Fruit: Watermelon! :D
Favorite Scent: Freshly roasted coffee. I don’t really drink a lot of coffee, but the smell of roasted coffee beans is one of the most pleasant ones I can think of.
Favorite Color: Tie between emerald green, cobalt blue and black (but most likely it’s black. I fell in love with it at 13 and never looked back. Like, 70% of my wardrobe is black ffs)
Favorite Animal: Dogs, I think? I love most animals though.
Coffee, Tea, or Hot Chocolate? Earl Grey tea, milk, one sugar. Better if shared with a friend or loved one :)
Favorite Fictional Character: Daria Morgendorffer, maybe? IDK. 
Dream Trip: Oh, maaaan. I have a list of places I want to visit within my lifetime, hopefully I’ll manage to see at least half. Top of my list would be one of those tropical white sandy beaches, like in the Seychelles maybe? And I want to take my fiance to the Okinawa aquarium one day, apparently it’s one of the largest ones in the world.
When was your blog created? February 2012
Last Movie You’ve Seen: I saw 303 at a local film festival. It was alright. Kinda reminded me of Before Sunrise in some aspects. 
Song You’ve Had on Repeat: All Flowers in Time Bend Towards the Sun - Jeff Buckley & Elisabeth Fraser 
Favorite Candy: Right now it’s Haribo Gummy Bears. But honestly I prefer salty snacks. I’m pretty much addicted to crisps :P
Favorite Holiday: Haven’t cared much about holidays lately. 
Last Book You’ve Read: The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat by Oliver Sacks. It was alright, but felt a bit pretentious at times.
Favorite TV Show: Haven’t watched many lately. I’ve been enjoying the occasional episode of 8 Out of 10 Cats Does Countdown though.
Who’d You Most Like to Have Lunch With? My two best friends currently living pretty much on the other side of the country. I haven’t seen them since Christmas and I miss both terribly.
Tagging @marvelann, @katatty, @digitalangels, @esotheria-sims, @mrs-mquve-cc, @blackswan-sims, @mdpthatsme, @isamajor, @ove51, @whysim... IDK really anyone and everyone who wants to do this :) 
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nickrbockr · 6 years
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Simon Vs Fan Fic: Chapter 3 - Weeds
Ao3
I can’t stop thinking of our night together.
It was the most perfect thing. We both woke a few hours later, hungry. Mom, Dad, and Nora had returned while we were asleep and already ate. Nora talked to Bram briefly before going to her room and shutting her door. Mom (and Dad) decided to scrapbook in their bedroom, much to the laments of Dad. He knew, though, Mom was being nice and giving Bram and me full reign of the living room. We ordered pizza and watched bad movies on Netflix. We were both still awake when Alice came home around 2:00 AM, sloshing her words around.
“Aww,” she started in a drunk accent. “You two are so adorable. How was – hic – your night?”
Bram pulled me in closer with a hug. “The best. I’m going to miss your brother.”
I beamed, and it made Alice roll her eyes much like Dad. “Ugh, I take back my compliment.”
Alice didn’t return after she hobbled upstairs. When we walked back to my room, I saw her light was on under the door. In all her glory, Alice passed out, fully clothed (thank god), on her bed. Bram smiled and helped me tuck her in and we returned to our bed to sleep.
I couldn’t fall asleep right away, my mind was racing. Bram curled up next to me and slept as well as he looked. I stared and played with his hair. He liked when I deeply rubbed his head with my fingertips and often asked me to help him fall asleep. A soft, happy purr came from him as he shifted on my chest.
Seeing him gave me all the energy I need in life. It gives me the energy and confidence to speak with his parents. I know I’ll still be worried, but I want to know that his parents approve to him when I get down on one knee. Then I can see the glisten in his eye that makes me melt.
The next day was not sad as it could have been. Bram kissed me before he left to finish the two things he needed to pack and was back at my house two hours later, all ready to head back up to school in Baltimore. He was driving to his Dad’s new place in Charleston and then flying to Baltimore. Tickets are cheaper and he’ll see his Dad once more before the year begins.
“Nick texted me,” Bram laughed. He showed me the phone.
 Did you end up doing it?? Maaaan, I can’t wait to see you. Summer has been too long, I miss ya!
Bram’s Nick had turned out to be a great ally. As soon as him and Bram were good friends, he called me saying that I had nothing to worry about, he would make sure to keep an eye out on Bram for me. Many drunk calls from those two and their group of friends proved otherwise, but he kept his promise and always got Bram to their dorm and later apartment.
“You talked about it with him!” I asked, shocked.
“Yeah, I had to, he’s my Garret up there.”
“I know, but talking about it openly. I’m proud of your Greenfeld.” I say, jokingly.
“Coming from the guy who inspired me to come out in the first place. I’ve grown up since high school, Spier.”
We had this habit of calling each other by our last names when we’re getting ready to leave each other for a long time. His million-dollar smile flashed at me and it tugged at my heart, knowing it’s the last I’ll see of it in awhile. “This is the last time we’ll have to do this, Si,” he added, knowing where my mind went. “After this, it’s us.”
“The last time, that makes it easier,” I say, kind of lying, but also loving how considerate he is.
“Yeah, we got this,” Bram said, smiling with squinted eyes and shaking his head.
I grab Bram’s hand and he squeezes it back. Then he pulls me to him and we share a great kiss. His tender lips still so soft as he takes a small nibble on my bottom lip.
“I’m glad we did that last night,” I start.
“Me too,” Bram replied, warmingly, drinking me in with eyes. “Sorry I’m staring.”
“Never be sorry and always be staring.” I smile. “I love you so much.”
“I love you more,” Bram started. “And I hate that I have to go.”
When Bram began to get emotional in public, I knew it meant a lot to him. I hugged him deeply and rubbed the small of his back.
“I promise you,” I started, gaining courage and hope and love, “that this will be year to remember. Let’s bust through it and I guarantee you’ll have something great when it’s over.”
“My degree?” Bram joked, laughing at himself. He’s so cute when he does that.
“Exactly, plus, us, the unit,” I exclaim, making him smile wider.
“I love you, have I told you that?” Bram mentioned.
“You’ve let it slip a few times,” I say right before I kiss him. “I love you, too.”
Then he was in his car, headed into the sunrise. No tears this time. Knowing what I want from the future has somehow strengthened me.
Bzzz.
Text from Bram’s Nick?
 Hey dude, Bram told me he was leavin’ today, I know it must suck, but this is the last year I’ll have to babysit Brammy. Hope you come up soon again, final hurrah as college students!!
I can see why Bram likes him. Very supportive and good friend…be at the proposal kind of friend?
 Thanks, means a lot. Yes! Once I start I’ll know what kind of schedule I have and we can plan. Bram said he has a killer schedule this year :(
. .. …
 Yeah, man, he showed me. Bummer. BUT you know I’ll convince him to make time for you, I’ll wingman you up.
I chuckled at his enthusiasm.
 When I come into town next, you and I will need to talk.
. .. … Sounds ominous :o But I can dig it. Can you tell me if it’s good or bad news?
 Good news, definitely good news.
. .. … Good! Whew! Okay, keep your chin up, Spier. You’ll see Brammy again before you know it.
I put my phone away and saw my family watching from the house who then mysteriously found themselves busy as I walked back up to the house. Mom had breakfast ready at the table and her, Nora, and Alice were discussing proposal options. Dad was reading the paper with a steaming cup of coffee at the kitchen counter.
“Please don’t do anything lame like a flash mob. I mean, bring people if you want, but don’t do some tacky dance,” Nora offered.
“Like the Forever wedding dance thing?”
“Exactly.”
“Never in a million years, He’d hate that.” I replied.
“The first question is who will you want there? Who’s making the cut?” Mom asked, knowing she’d be there, confident-like.
That was a good question. I wanted the important people in Bram’s life, but outside of Leah, Nick, Abby, my family, his family and Garrett, who would Bram want there? Maybe his Nick too?
“I’m not sure yet, definitely Bram and I.” I joked. Nora ate a smile as mom glared at me. “I’m not sure yet, it’s only been a week since I knew I was doing this.
“Bram used to be quite quiet,” Dad started, “But the more he comfortable he gets, the more talkative he becomes. Seems to me he might like a nice dinner and a fun proposal. I dunno, that’s what I’d do if I were proposing to Bram.”
Ugh, an image I could have gone without.
“You know who you need to ask, Leah and Nick,” Alice suggested as she typed away on her phone.
“About Leah and Nick, I haven’t told them yet.”
Nora and Alice lifted their eyebrow.
“What? I wanted to tell Mom and Dad first, then I wanted to ask Bram’s Parents for permission, then Leah and Nick. And Abby.”
That was the plan at least. But maybe Alice was right and I should tell them so they can help me. No one would be better to help me out with this than Leah, but she was already up at Yale because she was going to be a TA this year for the Sociology 101 and 102 classes. She worked there the entire summer and we all only saw her a few times. We went over on data so many times, Dad put our family on the unlimited plan. Oops.
That said, she’s the one friend I know would drop everything to help me. She did it when she could all through middle and high school, what could be different now?
“Ugh, you’re right. Maybe I should tell her.”
“Get ideas before Mom tries to take over!” Alice yells.
 Bzzz
Bram Getting gas at the same old station where the attendant looks like you. Not a good trip to see him. <3
Will my heart flutter for the rest of our lives when he talks to me?
 I could put glasses on a stick and you would see me in it.
. .. … True! Come to think of it, I think of you every time I see Mr. Peanut. ;)
 Not fair! He has a monocle.
. .. … And a top hat like you wore in Sweeny Todd. Boom. I win!
My junior year I beat out Patrick Petersen to play Antony in Sweeny Todd. He ate sour grapes and I drank liquid grapes to celebrate (Wine. I drank wine, not grape juice. To be clear). I called Bram immediately and said all the right things a boyfriend says. He made sure to come opening night with Leah, Nick, and Abby and he also brought a family size pack of Oreos for me to discover in my dressing room.
 Awww, now I have to get a bag of peanuts at this gas station.
 I love you
 I love you too. Getting back on the road, I’ll text ya later.
Even in texts, he’s so grammatically correct. I excuse myself from breakfast and head to my room to FaceTime Leah.
“Si, to what do I owe the pleasure?”
Leah is the greatest. Always has been, always was.
“Hey Leah, how’s the TA training?”
“Oh, you know, love to prep syllabi for a class most freshman will take only cause they have to.” Classic Leah. “Teachers are great, they’ll write me a good letter of recommendation if needed. Plus they’re weirdly sucking up to me cause of my BuzzFeed job. It’s a weird dichotomy.”
“I made sure to pay attention in my Intro to Sociology class, promise.” I joke with her.
“So you’re coming up, like, tomorrow? What can’t wait? It’s about Bram isn’t it?”
Not everything I talk about with my friends is just Bram, but when we talk, Bram always seems to come up, but can you blame me?
“It is, actually, but not any of the normal things.”
Leah’s eyes bugged out.
“So you mean you’re not calling to tell me how sad you are that he left today?”
I started to reply but,
“And yes, I know he left today. You didn’t answer any of my texts last night, I can only imagine what you two were – and now I’m going to puke.”
“Sorry about that, I need to get better, you’re right.” I put my hand on the back of my neck.
“Okay, then what’s up?
“I have been thinking lately and I’ve decided to propose to Bram.”
Leah goes quiet as a closed mouth smile grows across her face as he hands planted on her cheeks.
“Simon, that is so fucking wonderful I could cry!”
“Please don’t, one of us has to always be stable! You can’t count on me to do that.”
“Simon, Simon, Simon, I just can’t believe it. Yes! YES! AH! Who have you told?”
“Only my family, and now you.” I place my head on my hand.
“Wow!” Leah is waving her hand against her eyes.
“Yes, I wanted to tell you next because I want to get your opinion on how to propose as well.”
Her smile quickly disappeared. “Do you know who’s going to be your Best Person?”
Simon tilted his head and smiled.
“Isn’t that a little far ahead? I need to know he says yes first.”
“Si, come on, you honestly believe he’d say no?”
No. But hey, neither of believed we’d come out or find each other.
“Anything is possible, you taught me that Ms BuzzFeed.”
Heavy Leah eye roll, “Whatever. Look, you have any ideas or are you scraping the bottom of your barrel?”
“Hey, listen, I have a few. I just don’t know if Bram will like any of them.”
“Lay one on me.”
“I was thinking of maybe going back to Creekwood-”
“Ugh, no. Please. I have to be there soon for some weird five-year high school reunion planning meeting.”
“Okay…well, location can be discussed.” I cleared my throat. “I was thinking of making it not private though…like having a couple of people there, family, close friends, maybe. I don’t know, do you think Bram would like that?”
“You guys aren’t in high school anymore and, unfortunately, neither of you are hiding your feeling for one another. I miss when you both were emailing. Kidding, of course, as you kept us all out of the loop for so long.”
“Focus.” I appeal.
“So I think Bram will like what you like Simon. He came to the Farris Wheel and you know how nauseous he gets.”
Nauseated you mean.
“He geeks out when you’re geeking out on sweeping romantic gestures. Simon, he’ll love whatever you decide. I’m here to bounce the terrible ideas from your repertoire, but you’ll have good ideas too. Trust your gut. When are you going to do it in case I end up on your short list of invited people?”
I wasn’t really listening at the moment because I started thinking about how Bram would like to be proposed to and less about how I want to do it. If he did it, he’d probably take me out on a very gorgeous dinner and do a traditional proposal and I would eat it up!
“Si?”
“Sorry, time. I want to do it on the night of our firth anniversary.”
“Ugh, that’s perfect.”
“Yeah?” I said, feeling more confident.
“Yeah. Okay, so I have time if I’m a part of that group, if you do the group. Skipping classes? I think your anniversary will land on the weekend before classes start.”
“I’ll figure that out later. My second semester this year will be light so I can handle missing a few days if needed.”
“Well Si, I’ll try to think of some fun places and ideas and we can talk tomorrow. I gotta get back to stapling ten million packets.”
“Bye, love you, bye.”
“Bye, love you, bye.”
I hung up and tossed the phone on the bed. It was still unmade from last night and Bram drifted back into my brain. This proposal needs to sum up five years of love and happiness and the most Bram-Simonesque way possible. Would emailing him as Jacques to propose to the Blue address be romantic? I daydream Leah coming through my phone to slap me for that thought. Time to go back to brainstorming.
I went downstairs and Mom was waiting patiently. I bounced ideas off of the girls and none of them liked the idea of going back to Creekwood either, so that choice was officially off the table (which is a shame because I thought it’d be super romantic).
“I mean, I get it, but it’s too on the nose,” Alice stated and the others agreed. “Think in the same vein, but maybe something more recent. Any significant places since college?”
So many. There were so many places around the country Bram and I met: halfway points, weekend get-aways, pretty much every major city and attraction up the eastern sea board. The problem with all of those places was they were always fleeting. They were never together for more than a day or two before one of them had to return to school. The place that was always constant and longer than a weekend was Shady Creek Summers.
“No…You guys, it has to be here.”
“As in the house?” Mom exclaimed, eyes wide.
“Here in Shady Creek…I’ll have to figure out where, but yes, it has to be here. It’s where we fell in love.”
Mom welled up at the word love and Nora had another smile escape, but she allowed it to. Alice gave me a thumbs up.
“Good thinking, son.” Dad chimed in from the counter. I don’t think he’s moved since I went upstairs. “But now it’s my turn. Come on, Si, let’s go outside, you wearing something comfortable?”
“Yes?” I answered suspiciously.
“Good, good. Come on.” We go out the back door to our long driveway. “Have a seat.”
Dad pointed to the concrete.
“On the ground?”
“Yeah, help me pull up these weeds in the cracks.”
Of course, how did I not see this coming? We pull weeds for a few minutes in silence until he started talking.
“Si, I just. I want you to know that your Mom and I are super proud of you, and we’re so happy and glad you found Bram when you did.”
“Thanks Dad.” I say, pulling at an ornery dandelion.
“I’m glad you figured out to do it here too, Si. I was about to suggest it myself had you not thought of it.” Dad pulled out a big weed and threw it to the side. “You’ve really grown into quite the man, Si. You’ve gone through a lot more than I did when I was your age, yet you’re coming out on top.”
It must be custom for fathers to only be able to talk to their sons without Dad jokes during some sort of manual labor.
“It’s thanks to you, Dad. I had a good guy to look up to.”
“So this proposal,” Dad started. “You sure you want people there?”
“I honestly don’t know,” I reply, staring at small weed I couldn’t reach with my fingers.
“Proposing is a hell of a heart race, let me tell you that. When I proposed to your mom, WOW.”
I stopped picking at the small, untouchable weed.
“Really?”
“Sure Si! It’s a scary experience.”
“Even if you’re almost positive they’ll say yes?”
“ESPECIALLY if you’re almost positive. If you’re not sure, you expect a no, so you can prepare for it. If you’re almost positive, you’re going all in on your emotional ante. And that’s hard to allow yourself to do, especially when you’ve been hurt before.”
Have I been hurt before? I was outed by Martin, but that was Martin, not Bram. When Bram ghosted me, I was hurt, but not because of him, it was because of the situation. And it ended up working out in the end. I just now remembered Dad and I were shooting the shit over some beers last summer and I told him a good portion of when Blue and I started talking. So maybe he’s being a Dad to his son.
“Dad, do you think Bram hurt me when he stopped talking to me?”
Dad had moved his attention back to the weeds after his speech, and he didn’t look at me to respond.
“Si, all I know is that you the best son I could have asked for, and maybe I just felt a little territorial of how someone could have treated you. I just want to let you know that it may be scary because of the possibility of hurt and that’s perfectly normal.”
Super Dad lands his super lessons again. All through the façade of weed picking the driveway.
“I appreciate it Dad, but Bram has done so much more for me that part of our history can burn.”
“Good to know, Si.”
“So you were scared with Mom?”
“SO scared with your Mom.”
We silently continued until I remembered one of the most important things about proposals.
“Oh my god, Dad, how could I forget this part?! Are there any ring place you’d recommend for a low income college student?”
Dad laughed until his mind clicked and became silent for a while. Uh no, I broke Dad.
“Simon, do you trust me?”
“Are you quoting Titanic on purpose?”
“Can it be both? Do you trust me?”
“Of course.”
“You still have your old laptop from high school, right”
“Yeah, I mean, it died but it’s hanging out in my room in the closet I think. And no closet joke!”
Dad bites his lip.
“Okay, that’s all.”
“…that’s all huh?”
“Trust me, son, trust me.”
Dad and I finished a chunk of the driveway before he let us go back into the house. I think he may still feel a little guilty about the jokes in the past, but that can burn as well. Dad was just being Dad, I know it wasn’t malicious at all. To be honest, that would have been a funny joke had I let Dad say it. Probably not, but he would have liked it.
The rest of the day was great. Nora, Alice, and I sibilinged out and talked and talked until dinner when Mom and Dad joined us. We ordered Chinese and watched the most recent season of the Bachelor and argued over it. Nora always sided with Mom, Alice with me, and Dad always a solid sole survivor of opinion.
“It’s about that time, Si,” Mom said after the credits started on our third episode. “You’re all packed for the plane?”
“You know it. That part of Bram has rubbed off on me. I was packed for the plane two nights ago. Do you still recognize me even though I’m planning in advance so much?”
“Not at all/It’s like you’re not even our brother anymore,” Nora and Alice said at the same time.
“I like it,” Dad included.
Nora hugged me goodbye and ran upstairs before anyone saw her cry. Alice hugged me and said she was going to get packed herself for the next leg of her trip. Mom and Dad drove me to the airport for my red-eye to Connecticut. Bram suggested to always take red-eyes to maximize time, traffic is almost non-existent to the airport, and that by the time you land in your destination, a friend can pick you up before they may have class or work. By god, that boy was right. And I’m going to ask him to give me advice like that the rest of my life.
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xkanekitoukax · 6 years
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Anonymous said: Hc of oneshot!Ken and touka having a fight and then they reunite and Made pace ;) have a nice day!
Goddamn, Anon, I saw this and it automatically got the juices going because I know exactly when this could take place...which would be have this hc...their “break-up”!
And “Made pace”...did you maybe mean “made/make peace”? Because I’m going to assume that LOL I’ll have them make peace with each other and maybe a little something extra...cause what is oneshot!Touken without a little bit of ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Anonymous said: Can you link the collections of panels of Touka in Kaneki’s perspective? I’ve seen one but it was just one panel (the one from their wedding night that Kaneki recalled while on the supply run). I missed that the first time I read it and maaaan, I worry that I missed a ton!
Hmmm, Anon, this will require me to go digging in my tags (which are messy), but I will see if I can. Unless someone who’s reading this can add the link? I don’t think it was a lot of panels, just a few that are quite meaningful. 
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Ankle Week 11 Update and More
Greetings, after a fairly long hiatus!  Its been about a month since I last provided updates on my ORIF ankle recovery and other summer goings-on.  Let us commence.
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Here she is.  As you can see, the swelling is down, and at long last, the blood vessels and ridges of my bones and what-not are finally visible.  Its also clear that my feet aren’t gonna be a matching color for a while longer.  
I should take a walking video - but allow me to just summarize here by saying that I think I’m walking better!  I still appear to have a limp - I don’t really think I do, but friends who haven’t seen me in awhile are quick to point it out when we meet.  I’m frustrated that a) I have a limp, and b) its so obvious.  I fully admit that I’ve been slacking on the PT.  Ever since I got green-lighted to start walking 4 weeks ago, I’ve basically been on my feet and I’ve never looked back.  I assumed that being active, hardly sitting down during the day, being busy with housework, errands, running around after the kids, and working out nearly everyday was enough PT - but I don’t think that’s true.  The limp will only get better with targeted strengthening and PT, and I have to be more conscientious about it.  I am hoping with some hard work, in a month the limp will be nearly gone and I’ll even be slowly integrating some running back into my life.  We shall see.
On the topic of walking - I had an AWESOME opportunity for a getaway about 2 weeks ago!  A long-planned girls’ weekend.  The trip was planned months and months ago, but I confess that over the last few weeks, I’ve been going through some very difficult personal circumstances - so it was an extra-special and welcome respite to know that I had this trip to look forward to, and that I’d have some alone time and some private grownups-only time with a few trusted girl friends, so I could clear my head and take a mental break from some tough adulting that I’ve had to do lately.
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So!  I flew to Atlanta on my own, sans spouse, kids, check-in baggage, and knee scooter/crutches.  LUXURY, PEOPLE.  LUXURY.  I can’t tell you how excited I was, boarding that plane, feeling free as a bird with my two feet below me, in regular shoes.
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I landed in Atlanta and immediately got to work on some SERIOUS RELAXING. I arrived and was checked into my beautiful hotel room at around 12:30 pm, but shortly thereafter, set out to get a deluxe pedicure...
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The streets of Atlanta were delightfully in full decor from Pride month... I was enamored.  And generally, it was thrilling to be staying in Midtown, a fun, trendy, cool part of town, taking in the sights of historical landmarks and interesting contemporary businesses, restaurants, shops, and special events.
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(Owl-loving Vev would love this)
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That evening, my homegirls arrived after finishing work, and it was soooo wonderful to be back in their company after a few years of not seeing each other!  These are some of my dearest friends from college, and I had missed spending time with them so much.  Of course we are in close touch, mostly in the form of daily texting and WhatsApping, sending each other goofy memes and jokes and snarky synopses of our day and cute kid pics.  But there’s nothing like in-person reconnecting and gabbing over delicious food.  Its the BEST.
Our agenda for the weekend, on that note, was simple.  Lots of good food, and lots of indulgent spa treatments and relaxation.  We accomplished both these things, with a trip to Atlanta’s awesome “new” outdoor restaurant strip called the Beltline, a really wonderful spa day on Saturday with massages and facials followed by lunch at a Turkish bistro and dessert at the awesome Ponce City Market food hall, and then Chinese reflexology treatments on our feet on Sunday after a sumptuous Midtown brunch.  I felt so lucky to be with them and sharing all this fun!
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(borrowing my friend Y-clef’s aviator shades b/c I was a dodo and forgot to pack mine)
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My ladies!!!  Y-clef on the left, Shal-Wal on the right.  We missed you, G-funk!!!!  
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Chinese reflexology salon
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My partner-in-crime, and a wonderful influence to help bolster my “treat yo’self” game :)
All too soon, it was time to return home.  Of course I missed the kids and family life - but maaaan.  Sometimes its awesome to get away from it all and just be me.  Especially when its just been hard at home lately.
Anyways.  Back at home, back to regular life, but with a little bit of a replenished tank - I felt grateful.  The kids appeared to have handled the weekend at home just fine in the company of Dr. Spouse and my mother-in-law, who had flown up to spend time with them and lend Dr. Spouse a hand - but of course, the minute I got home, they were on me like white on rice.  I woke up the next morning to this.
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Errrrrbody had snuck into bed with me at night.
What do you mean, “Personal Space?!”  Aww, that doesn’t sound very important.
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I helped the kids out with some theme days at summer camp, including “dress as your favorite animal” day.
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I made these cute quilted display panels for the kids’ swimming lesson ribbons - a low-key excuse for me to try my hand at free motion quilting, which is NOT easy and although I enjoy it, I’m not sure I’ll ever be very good at it!
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Of course we resumed ordinary summer things, like days spent at summer camp, swim lessons every Tuesday, lazy afternoons at home playing legos and watching videos, and eating popsicles.
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And last but not least, I’ve been swimming, swimming, swimming.  And trying to get back to serious workouts.  There are days its more difficult than others, between my gimpy ankle and just general motivation problems.  But I’m making that effort.
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Anyway.  I’ll update more soon - and I really ought to make a walking video this week.  
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Chasing Pavements
Characters: Mike Dallas, Hunter Hollingsworth, Vanessa Brandon, KC Guthrie, Jonah Haak, Grace Cardinal, Tiny Bell and Lola Pacini
Timeframe: Friday, May 26th, 2017
Summary: When you mix prom night, alcohol and driving together, I’m sure you can imagine the outcome. But I don’t think any of these eight teens imagined something like this.
Dallas started the engine of his friend's car. He didn't know why he even accepted the offer when the car wasn't in the best start up shape to begin with. However, Dallas was getting more work done to the car with the money he made when he helped Luke out during when Luke gave him a position at Frozen. Hearing the engine finally start up, Dallas made his way onto the road. Dallas had only a small amount to drink, but part of him hoped it wasn't bad enough so that he could easily not be caught by the cops and to drop Hunter off safely. He knew during the ride that having silence fill the air wasn't a good idea, considering how awkward it was to be dropping off someone who got Simpson to threaten his graduation status to begin with. "What made you think you could take Jonah on? I'm sorry, but you're far from strong to protect yourself. Besides, what made you decide that he was enemy number one? I thought you guys are friends through clique allyship."
Closing his eyes as he sat still, he sighed heavily as Dallas began to talk to him as if they were on some sort of good terms. He went to pull out his phone as some type of distraction but it was dead so it seemed as if he had no choice but to drown himself in Dallas' voice. "Not really into this whole bonding sesh, Dal," Hunter finally replied in a sarcastic tone. "Jonah messed with my family and now he's messing with my..." He stopped himself. "Grace. So yeah, I don't like him."
"I'm not into this bonding session either, but it's better than having silence considering this junk of a car doesn't have any radio. Besides, the ride to your place is quite the ride, might as well have some sort of noise going on. Even if you can't stand me and I think you're still weird as fuck." Dallas pulled at a stop-light as it went red, waiting for it to go green. "So far so good, all you have to do is keep up this momentum and you'll be perfect," he thought while tapping his fingers against the steering wheel. Dallas scoffed, "You do know going after your ex's new toy isn't a good way to waltz back into your ex's arms. The more you interfere with a relationship, the stronger it's going to last." The light turned green and Dallas pushed gently on the gas pedal, continuing the drive. "Besides, you're missing out if you keep sulking over what you've once had."
"You flatter me," he said in a low voice, giving Dallas a fake smile. "Are you really one to give me relationship advice? Didn't you get like three girls pregnant and cheated on them?" Hunter didn't really care much to know about Dallas' personal life but it did help when it came to situations like this. "And what exactly am I missing out on? If I wanna sulk, I'll sulk."
Dallas rolled his eyes when it came to the boy criticizing his relationships. "First of all, I'm not even going to answer that, second, you do know I'm the driver right?" Making a right turn, the boy let out a light chuckle. "Even if I had some interesting flings, considering there was only one girl I did date, I bounce back and move on instead of pinning on someone. If they eventually show interest then why not, it's better to see what's out there than the sulk on something of the past. Besides moving on shows a sign of healthy and eventually depending on how the girl felt for you, she might get jealous. Obviously you don't hangout with your brother very much otherwise you would get girls and understand how to actually move on and enjoy life instead of sitting in the past. You did this with Lola and now you're doing this with Grace. Maybe that's why the two girls moved on, clingy isn't a good look."
Hunter opened his mouth up to reply, he had prepared a decent come back but he suddenly became very dizzy, a lot more so than the usual effects. And then he felt the car stop moving. "What the fuck, did you hit a deer or something?" The boy questioned, his voice now raised as he unbuckled his seatbelt and exited the car to see what happened.
Not paying attention to his answer, Dallas noticed something, "Oh shit!" Dallas felt a thud as the car managed to hit a stop sign. Getting out the boy's eyes widen, Dallas was mumbling swear words underneath his breath. "Shit, shit, shit, shit," he whispered staring at the damage. He knew that he had a record considering his history as a Wild One. Dallas feared more about the police coming and noticing the small amount of alcohol content within his breath. Dallas didn't need to get into anymore trouble since graduation was on the line. On top of that, Child Services would probably take Rocky away or something or give Vanessa full custody, something he didn't want because he was trying his best to be a better father. "Shit, we can't just stay here, we gotta go. We're not going to get in trouble, this isn't even my car, the registration is under my friend Julian's name still.." Dallas started panicking and he was debating making a run for it.
When he saw that it was just a stop sign, a slight form of relief washed over him. However, when Dallas then suggested to just leave the scene, Hunter was baffled. "You're joking, right? You just knocked over a stop sign, you know those things exist for a reason," Hunter now began to lecture the older boy. "We have to call the police. Let me use your phone," he demanded.
"I'm sorry, but I'm not going to let you use my phone. If the police come, we're both going to get in trouble. I have alcohol on my breath and you're flat out drunk! I have a lot to lose on the line. I'm sorry but," Dallas started turning around, he knew his home was three blocks from the location east. "I'm sorry, but I can't have anymore trouble with the law, I'm going to go." With that, Dallas left because he cared more for his record than some stop sign he managed to hit.
"Dallas!" he shouted out several times, even though he just kept driving the car back the way they came. Now Hunter didn't know what to do. His phone was dead, he was drunk and he was stranded in some empty neighborhood. Doing what he does best, he started sulking again but this time he added some walking to it. He didn't know where he was gonna go, he just walked and hoped he'd come up with a plan.
Jonah was heading out of the prom after getting kicked out for fighting Hunter. He was drunk as fuck and really just wanted to get away from this stupid school dance and to his house as quick as possible. But somehow he'd ended up with Grace, Lola, and Tiny in his car. "Alrightt" he slurred, "Let's get the fuck outta here."
Grace rolled her eyes, annoyed at Jonah for fighting and even more annoyed that he just got drunk instead of talking to her about it. She could only shake her head and take swigs from the flask Jonah had handed to her. Glancing over at Jonah, she felt a warning tickle at the back of her mind, but she mainly just thought about where she went wrong tonight and why her prom had turned out like this. She hadn't expected romance or anything, but she had hoped for something, "Alas! He speaks!" She teased him, having not heard much from his mouth after he got kicked out.
Lola knew she already had way too much to drink tonight, but was having far too much fun to stop anytime soon. So far the night had been a success and she wasn’t ready for it to be over just yet. Smiling brightly as she kicked off her heels, Lola moved so she was practically on the Tiny’s lap. “Joooonie,” Lola then called out from the back, giggling. “Stop by Taco Bell please!” 
Tiny was drunk in Jonah's backseat, hesitant at first to even approach the couple, but as the drinks kicked in, he had no reason to not to trust the older boy. "Jooooooooo...you almost beat up a dude like 39 years younger than you maaaan. Noooot a good looook..soooo do what my girl says and get the tacs!", he said as he grab onto Lola's waist tight. "I gotta get some condies too, woo!"
Vanessa had managed to pull KC away from the dance and get him inside the car. Thankfully, he didn't fight her one getting his keys. The dance seemed like a total bust for her and part of her almost wished she had stayed home, but KC did make it enjoyable and was probably the funnest part about it. "I've never actually been to your place before so you're gonna have to try and navigate," she spoke, buckling her own seatbelt.
KC had pretty much plopped in the passenger's seat and rested his head against the window as Vanessa started to drive. He could feel himself very relaxed and almost to the point of falling asleep but when the girl mentioned something about having to take him home, he jumped up. "No no, you can't take me home. If I get caught with alcohol in my system, I'm gonna get sent back to juvie," KC yelled out. "I can't go home. V. I can't," he repeated himself, his voice and behavior growing intense.
Vanessa was immediately taken back once KC started yelling. She put her hand over on his thigh, trying to manage the wheel at the same time. "KC, calm down. I won't take you home if you can't be there," she spoke. Vanessa paused for a second, knowing she couldn't take him to her place on account of Rocky coming home tomorrow, but she would do what she had to she supposed. "Look, you can crash in my old room at my mom's place." Vanessa made a quick turn starting down the road. She was glad at least one of them was sober otherwise she had no idea how they'd get home.
"Your mom won't care if I crash there?" He asked, part of him starting to calm back down. "I can be gone before she even wakes up," KC added; he really didn't want to cause any more problems for the girl since she seemed to have enough on her plate already.
Jonah just rolled his eyes at Grace. “Why’d ya have to talk to that snotty kid Hunter anyway. Fuck Hunter! Fuck Hunter!” he chanted. At the tone of Lola’s high pitched voiced Jonah gave a hearty node “Well okay, but just because I want a gordita” As soon as Jonah pulled out of the school parking lot he could tell that his wits weren’t about him, the lines in the road were kinda blurry, and he couldn’t really tell if there were two or four stop lights. He found himself swerving into the other lane. “Shit” he remarked, quickly swerving back to the right lane. “My bad guys” he said, turning around to face his passenger’s in the back but the minute he had he lost control and crashed into another car directly in his lane.
Grace groaned, "Hunter's my best friend, that's why I was talking to him. You didn't have to pick a fight with him." She shot back, but it was lost in his stupid chanting. Sitting back in the passenger seat, she huffed out and took another drink from the flask, emptying it. Grace vaguely felt the car swerve, but she had so many thoughts in her head that she found herself too distracted to focus on one thing. She suddenly sat up straight when she saw Jonah heading straight for another car, starting to scream his name, but her voice was cut off as they crashed.
Lola giggled again when Jonah caved into her request, glad that she didn’t have to fight him on this - probably because she was too out of it to even try. “Thank ya babe,” she smiled, now directing her attention to Tiny, planting a kiss on his lips. This night couldn’t possibly get any better, or at least that’s what she thought until she heard Jonah’s named being yelled, and then felt the impact of the crash.
Tiny was on cloud nine until he felt the impact of the crash, instinctively holding onto Lola on impact to try and protect her somewhat.
"She'll be more upset if I had you in the house while Rocky was there than if I have you crashing," Vanessa explained. As she approaches the intersection, Vanessa continued on until the car from the passenger side slammed into the car. KC's car went spinning to the side of the road. Vanessa's head knocked into the steering wheel enabling her from getting control of the car after impact.
In a matter of seconds, KC felt the airbag fly right into him but because he wasn't wearing his seatbelt, the impact of the crash practically flung his whole body straight through the windshield as the car was spinning. All you could see was smoke and damaged car parts all over the road. Vanessa was practically unconscious and it was unknown how the passengers in the other car were. So KC just laid there on the hard cement as he heard sirens starting to come towards the scene.
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‘A Ghost Story’ According To An Idiot
It’s a ‘scary’ film with good reviews, this can mean one of two things... it’s great or it’s arty nonsense. I wonder which one it’s going to be! Synopsis: In this singular exploration of legacy, love, loss, and the enormity of existence, a recently deceased, white-sheeted ghost returns to his suburban home to try to reconnect with his bereft wife. Well that’s the first I’ve heard of them being married. Anyway, this film.. it’s not good guys. Sorry to be the bearer of bad news but they’ve gone the arty nonsense way. As you may well know, arty nonsense doesn’t go down well with the likes of me as I am a philistine. Casey Affleck is in the lead in this film. Well he kind of is. His character is under a sheet most of the time so who knows if that’s him under there. At one point, creepy sheeted Casey creeps into his wife’s room while she’s in bed and touches her without her knowing... I think it’s safe to say Affleck was under the sheet for that scene. The film isn’t scary but I don’t think it’s trying to be. It’s trying to be emotional and thought provoking but I’m afraid it just doesn’t do a good job unless you’re an arty person who might have cried at a painting before. I know you lot, you bloody love feeling things and finding meaning where there isn’t any. I’m being purposefully ignorant here, I’m aware some people would have enjoyed this film for all the reasons I hated it. Art is subjective maaaan. You enjoy what you want my dears and I’ll continue to say how stupid this film was. There will now be SPOILERS. So please, do piss off if you want to watch this film one day. I highly recommend giving it a miss though. Unless watching a woman eat a pie for 4 minutes is your sort of thing. So Casey and his wife are having a nice time in their home. They are quite boring and we get to watch them kiss for TOO LONG. They hear a noise, uh oh, it’s ghost time! But no. We don’t see the typical couple being haunted in their home and having to phone a priest to pop round and do some shouting. We soon see a dead Casey Affleck. He’s crashed his car outside the house, oh dear. Then we see his wife with his body in the hospital and when she walks away, the sheet covered body stands up and walks about with some cut out eyes. You can only see darkness in the eyes, not the actual eyes of Affleck. So he walks down the corridor and the wall turns into a screen for a bit and then goes away again. No reason for that. Honestly... no reason at all. Great stuff. So he goes home and stands about. The first thing he sees is a woman bring a pie round and leave it for the bereaved wife. She comes home and starts eating it (not before we watch her wash up for a few minutes which is quite breath taking) and she just won’t stop. We watch her eat this pie for 4 minutes. I’m not joking. It feels longer. Up to this point, every scene has been drawn out. Every scene has been dull. Now we are watching a woman eat a pie for 4 minutes. Fuck off. Thankfully, the first section is the worst. I’m not saying things get good but they certainly improve slightly. So the wife moves out and ghost Casey stays in the house. Before she leaves, she writes something on a bit of paper and pops in it a crack in the wall. Casey goes over when she’s gone and starts scratching at the wall, only to look up and see some children running in the house. It’s the first example of time jumping and we see a mother and her children have moved in. Here’s where pretty much the only interesting part of the film happens. The kids are woken in the night by a sound coming from their cupboard, they look up and the door creaks open and the little girl screams and runs out. It’s a scene we’ve watched a thousand times in every horror movie but this time it’s coming from the ghosts perspective and that’s interesting. We then see Casey fuck around with the family by throwing stuff around their kitchen like a proper poltergeist. The family obviously move out. Oh, by the way. Out ghost makes a friend with a ghost across the street. We see what they’re saying to each other with subtitles. It’s silly. We then get a big load of student type people having a party. There’s a monologue from a man in the kitchen about how life is pointless and Earth is going to end up being eaten by The Sun in the future anyway. It’s alright as monologues go but it feels a bit like the director wrote this down years ago and has been waiting to slip it into any film. It doesn’t hugely fit. I dunno... I guess I didn’t hate it. It just felt out of place. So that’s the end of the ‘good’ part of the film. I personally didn’t mind the people moving in and out. I felt like it was an interesting idea. But anyway, the house gets knocked down just as our ghost has finally got the bit of paper out of the wall. He stands in the rubble of the house and sees his little friend standing in her own rubble. Then she disappears from under the sheet and it falls to the ground. It looks cool I guess but I’ve see that effect before so ya know. Here’s where the film fully goes stupid again. So the house starts to be built on again and seems to become a huge office building in a city. The ghost is just wandering around it looking lost until he goes to the very top and throws himself off. We see a sheet hurtling to the ground and the screen goes blank. It’s over! Thank god! No, sadly it isn’t. The ghost wakes up in a field. There’s an old fashioned family living in a wagon. He’s gone back in time. Who knows why or how or why anybody bothered to make this film? He briefly watches them before we see that they’ve all been killed by arrows. The ghost just sits in the field looking at the rotting bodies before suddenly he’s sitting in the old house. Somebody is coming in the door! Who on Earth could it be? Oh fantastic, it’s Casey and his wife moving it! Yaaay. We get to see them when they first moved in and we see some scenes that we saw earlier but from the ghosts perspective. It’s all a bit confusing but that’s art apparently. Then we discover the ghost is unhappy to hear Casey agree to move out. So I guess the ghost is what caused Casey to crash? So that Casey could stay in the house forever? But Jake, I thought the ghost was Casey. Yes, so did I. Who knows what’s going on by this point. We there are two ghosts in the same house so many the idea is that there are ghosts of people everywhere? No idea to be honest. Anyway, then Casey is still clawing away at the wall to get the bit of paper out and he finally gets it, opens it and then... poof! He disappears from under the sheet. The End. Does that sound good? Because it isn’t. It’s a stupid film with stupid time travel and a confusing story. I know they want me to think about life and grief and loss but you can do that without being annoying. I’ve seen many great films on those subjects and none of them have to be so pretentious about it. I’ll admit, there are some great ideas here but the whole thing is boring. So very boring. 1.5 out of 5. PS. The best thing about this film was when a man got up and moved seats and then shouted “PUT THE FUCKING BAG AWAY” to some people who had been rustling a sweet bag. Fantastic fun!
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