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[gottalovetumbler]

ℑ’𝔪 𝔰𝔬𝔯𝔯𝔶, 𝔚𝔥𝔞𝔱?

𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗

𝖨𝗇𝖿𝗈： 𝖼𝗎𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿𝗒

It wasn’t funny, it really wasn’t. But they were treating it like some sort of joke.

——— 4 months ago ———

Somehow, some-way. You went from being a brand new tags still attached soldier in to an American soldier loaned to the British. You’re not quite sure how this happened but it did and now you have to adapt. But adapting proves to be quite difficult when one day you learn a very unfortunate fact about yourself. You are afraid, yea afraid, of accents. Well more the idea of not being able to understand accents you suppose.

It smacked you straight out of left field when you realized it. Having grown up on YouTube and the internet a lot of the people you watch were British, it wasn’t like you grew up under a rock. You thought you’d be a-ok when you were met by one Kate Laswell on the tarmac upon arrival at the base.

She introduced you to the few soldiers you ran into on the walk to your room. The most notable were a Scot and Brit duo. The Brit, Gaz, was a bit hard to understand at first but after a few words it you got the hang of it. He was very kind and offered to help you around the base the first few days so you wouldn’t get lost. The Scot, Soap, was a whole other story. You maybe understood 3 words in the 5 minute conversation the 4 of you had during which he seems to reference you many times judging by the long states he’d fix you with. Luckily with Kate you were able to skate by heavily relying on her understanding and eventually bid your goodbyes to the men.

It took a while for you to meet the rest of their team, ‘141’ Gaz said at breakfast one day. You were in line filling your tray with the slop of the day when you heard muffled talking to your left. It was so soft and distant that you figured it was further down the line so you ignored it and continued grabbing food. Just as you were about to head to your table a gloved hand gripped your shoulder and whipped you around.

Ghost, Gaz told you about him, leans down to your level and says something. You realize it sounds exactly like what you heard in the line and realize he must have been talking to you before and you ignored him. A bright red a hot flush fills your face, it becomes brighter when you realize you still can’t understand him. Panicked, you awkwardly laugh and speed walk away, bypassing the tables and heading straight to your room.

——— Now ———

It’s been a hard and anxiety filled 4 months of avoiding 2 of the 141 members. You could hold a brief but semi- understandable conversation with Gaz and could somewhat bullshit your way through talking to Price. It’s luckily only happened once after a shitty mission and it’s your personal goal to never talk to the gruff man again.

Now the other two are 100% being actively avoided for the foreseeable future. Soap was definitely harder to avoid due to his extroverted nature but you managed. Your main go to was faking a phone call, easy and effective. Ghost on the other hand is a bit easier to avoid, you just use the excuse of being afraid of the man to your advantage. Anytime you make eye contact from across the room you open your eyes a bit wider and speed away, it’s not far fetched since that’s pretty much how everyone else treats him, with fearful respect.

But now, now you have a much larger problem. Due to a larger mission needing more hands Laswell brought on some extra soldiers, who’ve worked with the 141 before, to help. Luckily you were just a simple soldier turned base hand who mainly took care of the laundry, kitchen, grounds, etc. So you didn’t have many face to face interactions with 141 let alone the rest of the new faces and accents. Well you didn’t till now.

[anetherealpoetess]

Hi there, we don’t know each other but I was just scrolling through the haladriel tag and wanted to say thank you for your post about shipping and feminism. The Madonna/whore-ism around Galadriel is rampant in TROP fandom. Obviously much of it comes from the incelbros but unfortunately it’s also evident in supposedly “feminist” interpretations as well. People are completely entitled to dislike Haladriel/dislike that the show went in that direction, but I become suspicious when some people aggressively deny that Galadriel is romantically attracted to Sauron/deny that he is essentially her main love interest and claim this is something shippers have made up, despite it being plainly the text of the show (and even bolstered by Word of God i.e. director/exec producer). The real underlying reason for this refutal is the belief that G being romantically entangled with S degrades her, i.e. makes her a whore (instead of a Madonna = loyal to her husband even centuries after his death). The sexist lorebros declare this openly, while other puritans hide behind “feminist” rhetoric about destructive relationships etc. (with the truly enlightening implication that women who have dark fantasies actually shoulder the blame for real world male violence). TROP as a show is bold/controversial because it positions Sauron as a sexual fantasy for Galadriel; this is a CORE element of the story, and how you respond to it simply depends on how much you can tolerate the idea of women having dark sexual fantasies that ostensibly compromise their supposed purity. (This ask is ok to publish, btw.)

(i'm sharing this with your permission because it's absolutely perfect, and i want this flawless message on my tumblr.)

yes! sauron as galadriel's fantasy challenges all the old patriarchal narratives. the narratives where a female character's worth is bound to archaic notions of purity. where any hint of darkness somehow makes her lesser. but galadriel's story isn't about purity, and anyone reducing her to the blushing virgin archetype is missing out.

galadriel's story is about power. it's about the pull of darkness and the lure of lush forbidden things. it’s about how her fascination with sauron shapes her as a woman and in doing so shapes the fate of all middle-earth. female desire with consequences on such a massive scale is about as feminist as it gets, and divorcing galadriel from her connection to sauron isn't the progressive slay some think. quite the opposite. it's degrading. nobody has to ship it, but the danger is in the antis upholding harmful patriarchal ideas of womanhood.

[corvid-blues]

YOOO EPIC THE MUSICAL x LIFE SERIES AU THINGGG

this post is made specifically for @patches4thechaos no one else (/j)

It’s kind of (???) like a masterpost of this AU, but like badly structured and I haven’t made good reference sheets just some color palettes next to some ok drawings I suppose (I am very much going to redraw them just not soon maybe idk) SO UH HERE ROLES AND WHY I PICKED THEM

Odysseus - Joel

Notes - Idk he was the only one I could safely use because he ACTUALLY HAS A WIFE. Also it’s fun to be different. Though using him as Zeus is also like really fitting. Oh well. You get all the trauma Joel.

Penelope - Lizzie

Notes - I’m sorry Lizzie you’re cool and badass but unfortunately you’re also Joel’s wife and Pen is Ody’s wife. I do like to dream you videotape him killing all the sutiors though.

Telemachus - Hermes 

Notes - I literally have no idea who this guy is except he’s vaguely bird-like from fandom perception and also Joel’s son. But he fits the son role pretty well from what I see. (He’s in Empires btw)

Eurylochus - Martyn

Notes - Bro needs more main roles- Like he’s the least popular Life Series winner (which isn’t a low bar all of them are like super popular) but honestly I made Ren Polities and was like “Welp the only only valid option for Eurylochus is Martyn” and rolled with it.

Polities - Ren

Notes - Ren is a happy-go-lucky joyous boy and I think more people need to recognize that like bro is walking through life confused af but dam happy about it I’ll tell you. Everyone is like “Red King angst angst angst” like he has no idea what’s going on at all times.

Polyphemus - Bdubs

Bdubs is the only viable option for Polyphemus like animal-obsessed and murderous? Who else? Also he has a giant horse demon.

Aeolus - Skizz

Notes - He seems the popular choice, and his goofy demeanor and angelic fandom traits really show why. I have a really vivid mental image of his giant angelic form flapping its wings and pushing the ships with giant gusts of wind. It’s my second favorite moment in all of this.

Circe - Gem

Notes - Actually, I can’t take credit for this one, I saw someone with a different EPIC AU who put her as Circe and using skulk instead of seduction in There Are Other Ways and I was like “GENIUS” and stole it. She fits pretty well.

Hermes - Scar

No other viable option. Especially the fandom meme of Hermes selling drugs to Odysseus, seems like something Scar would do. Also the fun beat and Hermes’s other song “Dangerous” is definitely his vibe like seriously.

Tiresias - Grian

Notes - I have so much unnecessary angsty lore that has nothing to do with actual Tiresias like he was barely twenty when he died but grew up in the underworld, he was forced into being a preist to the Secret Keeper (watcher robes and stuff) and is familiar with a lot of the gods because he’s a prophet. I also have a bunch of desert duo shit (obviously). 

Siren - BigB

Notes - Honestly an arbitrary choice, but my main inspiration was Double Life and how he “pretended” to be Grian’s soulmate. Like, this is a completely different situation but like same concept. Ha you fuck up big time B.

Scylla - Pearl

Notes - Look the giant serpent heads are Pearl’s wolf pack Joel’s head is illuminated but the blood moon reflected in the water before they dock and walk through a dark cave and like his face is bathed in the blood of the moon and in the end the blood of his comrades THE SYMBOLISM. The “drown in your sorrow and tears” LIKE DOUBLE LIFE YALL I CANT.

Antinous - idk honestly

Notes - HE’S EVIL AND A JERK IDK

Calypso - Iskall

Notes - Yoooo our one of our only non-lifers- I guess he doesn’t really count for a Life Series AU but like he was too perfect Calypso being like “Noooo why are you breaking up with me” and Odysseus being like “WE WERE NEVER TOGETHER” real Iskall and Joel coded relationship.

Zeus - The Secret Keeper 

Notes - The only problem with this one is Thunder Bringer because he seems a lot more like just a guy there (an all powerful jerk guy but that’s besides the point) and less like an omnipotent divine deity which is what I was going for with the Secret Keeper in the Horse and the Infant and God Games.

Athena - Cleo

Notes - I saw her sometimes depicted with snake hair like Medusa and ya know Athena turned Medusa into a gorgon so I thought “Hey what if Cleo was Athena and her hair turned into snakes when she’s angry” like in My Goodbye and the “hold your tongue” scene in God Games. I gave her dreads so it’s a smoother transition.

Poseidon - Etho

Notes - Another arbitrary choice! I must blame this on my Ethubs brain like this AU is actually mostly based on Last Life (or at least the relationships) so like red life Bdubs being almost killed by Joel would really piss him off. But also in Limited Life Bdubs is technically Etho’s son so you could take it as that. (Sorry Boat Boys shippers I actually really considered putting him as Calypso)

Apollo - Jimmy

Notes - Now we’re getting into the really arbitrary choices. This was mostly a color match, and Jimmy seems like the kind of guy to own a bunch of cows and throw a hissy fit when one of them is killed. 

Hephaestus - Tango

Notes - Actually, I had Tango for Hephaestus in my head for a while. Idk he just has inventor vibes that would very obviously be angry at Joel’s basically sacrifice of his entire crew.

Aphrodite - Scott

Notes - This was mostly an excuse so I could put Scott in like flowy beautiful clothing also he seems like the kind of guy to be the god of love like bro is very gay.

Ares - Impluse

Notes - I… have no good reasoning for this. Impulse in my head is actually one of the chillest of all the Lifers but he seems like he could get very scary if he was ever actually angry.

Hera - Mumbo

Notes - And here we are, the winner of all the arbitrary choices I made for this AU. Man. Idk he had that one hipster outfit and Hera gives off very 80’s hipster vibes. Maybe that’s what he’ll wear. Huh. This only came to mind like now

This was all supposed to be meant for just me so if it’s confusing then uh sorry

Bam the ok references I have you didn’t expect me to have every character did you naw I’m too lazy for that

Don’t mind the terribly scribbled notes on any of them either pfft um

a couple doodles (Scar cameo lol) (click for full image on the second one)

Looking back on it I made those references MONTHS ago Ren’s cape looks so goofy

Less of a Life Series AU and more of a Hermit-Life-Empires AU um IM STILL CALLING AND TAGGING IT EPIC THE MUSICAL x LIFE SERIES THO

And I swear if you make any fanart tag me or I will hunt you down (/lh) (Probably not gonna be fanart but JUST IN CASE)

[dyerink]

I’ve been thinking about the gojo one eye theory a lot, because I know people noticed that pattern and thought it would signify a comeback or something, but I’ve been rewatching jjk and there’s actually a lot of interesting eye imagery that I think actually shows how the one eye theory is correct the other way and actually foreshadows his death!

this is very half baked but:

first off, only one of gakuganji’s eyes are shown when he threatens/reprimands gojo, his left one specifically which is the same as all the gojo art. gakuganji is the first (and only?) higher up introduced and the first thhing we learn about the higher ups is that they’re too stuck to the past and tradition. I think it’s also pretty notable that he uses the phrase “young man” here, like that distinction again.

the next important eye moment is with junpei, when he’s talking about love and indifference with mahito. his hair already covers his right eye, but his hand actually moves up to cover it further when he says that he’s choosing indifference over love. the main theme of jjk is pretty much about the power of love/personal bonds causing change, and it seems like there’s a pretty 1:1 foreshadowing of junpei’s ultimate death because he’s choosing not to progress with those important to him here, at least philosophically

on the other hand, once he dies, yuji sort of snaps and he vows to kill mahito. This is the drawing used for that declaration:

unlike everyone so far, only his right eye shows! this scene is very much about him avenging a friend who he cares about, instead of his regular philosophy of indiscriminate saving, which again follows that logic of showing who’s moving forward in the story and who’s staying behind and how that’s pretty directly tied into their outlook on life and love.

Then there’s gojo.

arguably, gojo also operates under a personal emotion led philosophy (see also: him saving yuji because megumi asked). for him though, i think his left eye is shown because he was never supposed to continue into the new jujutsu world. despite what he believes and teaches his students, he’s The Strongest, a title which is very much a vestige of the higher ups beliefs. His entire position in the world is a symbol of jujutsu tradition, and for his students to surpass him and live on with the principles he instilled in him, he had to be left behind with everything else.

couple other maybe related things? spoiler maybe, but in the last chapter sukuna reflects on his beliefs and explains that he’s at a crossroads.

he ends up choosing the path with uruame, which also happens to be the path of self reflection and change instead of the path that signifies being stuck in the past and in one’s incorrect beliefs. And of course, the path with uruame is on the right.

Ok last thing.

I’m not sure if this is related at all, but when nanami is thinking about his life in the airport with gojo/geto/haibara, he says this about mei’s advice to him:

idk if this is a reach because I’m not sure how intuitively south is associated with left and north with right, but if it is I think it pretty much is the thesis of all the eye imagery, where starting anew means adopting a less external rules-based outlook on life and finding meaning in personal relationships and genuine love for people.

[lillytalons]

Ok I just have to complain a bit about a prevailing theory of Agatha All Along. LISTEN. I get it. I get that people want Agatha to be a hero instead of a villain, they want her to be tragically misunderstood, only killing people that were trying to kill her first, or at least only killing people to get her son back, but they're wrong! Agatha is a villain and I love that she has a tragic backstory, but it doesn't make her a good person or justify the deaths.

Agatha was not trying to get her son back on the road, she said and showed multiple times that she wanted power. When she got off the road, she immediately tried to access her power and was confused and shocked when it didn't work. More than that, she may hate death, but she understands it, she knows that Death won't and can't give her son back. She doesn't even think it's possible for Billy to get Tommy back. Plus! She's too scared to face him, so she wouldn't call him back on purpose. In fact, she's so scared to face him that she'll do anything to avoid true death, which may be a reason for some of the following points, but not a heroic justification.

And this is my main gripe, people keep saying she was killing witches to distract Death from Nicky, but that doesn't make sense! Death doesn't get distracted, Agatha already mentioned how many people die in a short time, and Death was always aware of them (literally lovers) but she was choosing to give them more time they weren't supposed to have. Agatha knew she had no control or knowledge of when Death would come back and she says that very explicitly.

Agatha also wasn't killing witches for Nicky. She was already killing witches before, just to get more power. We can assume she met Death at some point in there, but she was already VERY well known for killing witches by the time Nicky was born. Then, she spent the next 6 years of his life using him to get close to other covens and trick them to giving up their power. She was probably also taking money and food from them because they were clearly living rough, but killing witches didn't benefit Nicky at all. She literally told him that she can't fix him and can't predict death. She never ever shows healing abilities. If killing witches daily was required to prolong his life then she would know to do that and also would have been more focused on killing the witches she let go. Plus, there are not enough witches or even people to kill a whole covens worth every day, especially taking into account travel and lower population density.

Everyone is all concerned about the 1 day they didn't kill witches (they only had time to show us like 4 days of Nicky's life and had to make sure they showed us what the general trends are) but to me it was super obvious that Nicky both felt bad for the witches and also just felt horrible. Did you see those eye bags? Hear that cough? Nicky probably felt worse that day than he ever did (he was about to die) and didn't want to spend his energy killing nice witches, rather he wanted to spend it with his mom. So him finally succumbing to whatever he had makes sense.

Her whole statement about survival and being selfish is literally just about being selfish. EVERY SINGLE TIME she brings it out it's to tell other characters to be selfish, kill others, survival of the fittest crap. The only time it seems justified is when her original coven tried to kill her, but she was clearly already delving into dark arts before that (her mom does suck and probably set her on her path, I'm not denying that) but every coven that approaches her for the road are people she doesn't have to kill. We've seen she can power up without completely draining someone. We also saw so many witches that were willing to help her and Nicky, and she probably could have said, 'oh yeah, so misunderstood, so many rumors, we're not like that at all' and if she hadn't attacked them they would have believed her and she could have stayed with them (also maybe a potions witch would have been useful for helping Nicky. Witches know all about smear campaigns. She turns on everyone who tries to rely on her, which means that people don't want to rely on her, and they're right! She betrayed Billy several times he's just really good at guilt and also reminds her of her son.

Do I think Agatha could be redeemed? Maybe, but she still clearly doesn't want to be. And I think the road got her closer and to be better than she had been in a very very long time, but trying to pretend she was always misunderstood is silly. She does let people believe worse of her than she deserves sometimes. But in general, she's known for killing witches because she kills witches.

[silver-tongued-deovel]

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A/N: Two of my main interests at the moment are horror movies and call of duty fanfics. Naturally, I decided to combine the two. I got through the first chapter of a fanfic. However, I can't tell if I like it or not. I was hoping you guys would share your opinions and suggestions on where to take it!

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☆A Movie that I've Seen Too Many Times☆

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"You're either fucking stupid or printed out the worst directions possible! After being stuck in the car with you all day, I'm beginning to think the former!" Your husband half-shouts.

He helped you pick this route, but you don't mention that, nor do you argue. He's been driving all day, and you're sure he's frustrated. He doesn't mean to take it out on you, you lie to yourself. He snatches the map out of your hands.

"Maybe we should pull over, honey,” you suggest. Anthony has always been a distracted driver; you hate it.

"I can multi-task," he argues while swerving. You suck in a breath and close your eyes, trying to will yourself to be patient. This is supposed to be a vacation for both of you. It's supposed to be relaxing and renewing to your relationship. That's what the therapist said.

Reminding yourself of this, you re-open your eyes. You're met with the wide eyes of a deer standing in the middle of the road, "Anthony!" You start to scream. He looks up just in time to watch the car collide with the deer.

The deer goes flying above your car, only to fall back down in front of it again. During the ascent, it smashes against your windshield. The glass shatters, and you feel the shards collide with your skin. Some shards lodge themselves in your skin; other shards leave behind artificial cuts. As it descends, it lands with a thunk. Anthony has let go of the wheel to shield his face but hasn't braked in time. Upon hitting the deer's body again, the car juts into a ditch. It finally stops; the only thing that can be heard are the deep breaths coming from you and Anthony, along with a faint beeping from an error message on the dashboard. Fuck.

It takes a while for either of you to speak or even move, for that matter.

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"Stupid fucking deer," Anthony finally curses as he bangs his hands against the steering wheel. He quickly retracts them and hisses. You understand why; everything hurts. There's silence again.

"We should call someone," You say after a few more minutes of silence. For once, Anthony doesn't argue with you. You're glad. Instead, he nods and pops open the center console. He pulls out his black flip phone before closing the console again. You leave your phone in there. You see no use in grabbing it; it's not like you have anybody to call.

"I'll call the insurance's roadside assistance line," he informs you. You're surprised he didn't suggest calling his family first but then remember how late it is. You're glad. You hate his family. Not that you'd ever admit it.

"Ok," you say, though, you don't think you need to. Anthony goes to flip open his phone. The screen is damaged; multiple colored lines are all that's displayed.

"You can use mine," you offer. Your voice is soft, but Antony's eyes still snap over to you. He shakes his head.

"The thing should still be able to make calls," he says. He's never liked your phone. It's an old touch screen, Nokia. As he starts to punch in the numbers, you see lights in the distance.

"Anthony, look," you nudge his arm. He goes to reprimand you but stops as the lights get brighter while they approach. You squint your eyes and make out a large truck.

"Stay in the car. I'll flag them down," Anthony says as he puffs out his chest. You don't think the car offers you any protection at this point, but listen nonetheless. You're exhausted, and you don't feel like arguing. Besides, if you argue now, you might miss potential help.

Anthony's door is jammed from the accident. He has to slam against it to scramble out. He hisses as he puts weight on his feet. You know he'll tell you all about the problem later. For now, he rushes to the side of the road and waves hands.

The truck comes to a screeching halt beside him. You can see everything clearly from the car. You notice a carry-on trailer attached to the truck. The pickup driver rolls down his window and stares down at your husband as he frantically explains what happened-or his version of what happened. The only thing you notice from your spot is that this guy is wearing a mask. A mask with a skull on it. Why would someone need to drive with a skull mask on? You want to put your head in your hands and scream. This man is going to murder you and your husband and do God knows what with the bodies. It's the only conclusion you can come to.

As your husband finishes up his speech, the guy's head slightly turns as he inspects the damage of the vehicle. You swear his eyes stop on you for a few seconds before he mumbles something to your husband and puts the truck in park. Then he swings open the truck door and steps out. He's huge-easily over 6 feet. He towers over Anthony, then he's walking past him and towards your car.

You're going to die. You're going to get murdered by this beast of a man, your brain unhelpfully repeats as you remain frozen in the car. It takes a few seconds to realize the man has asked you a question. He must notice your confused look because he repeats himself.

"Why are you still in the car? Could be unsafe." He says as he approaches the passenger side.

"Uhm," you're going to make an excuse for your husband. However, your brain stops that from happening as the man pulls open your door and lifts you out of the car. You're stunned at his display of strength. It feels like you weigh nothing as he holds you close. You whimper at the feeling; the impact has left you aching, and multiple areas where the glass broke through skin are still bleeding.

The man looks down at you when you whimper but provides no comfort. Although you think his grip loosens just a tad, he carries you up to the road, past Anthony, and prys open his truck door. Anthony doesn't say anything, but you see him glaring. You wiggle a bit in the man's arms, stuck between fight, flight, and freeze. It doesn't seem to bother him as he sets you down in the middle seat and closes the door. You're relieved to hear him offer both you and your husband a ride, as well as to tow the car. Anthony enthusiastically accepts the offer, seemingly forgetting about his previous grievance, as he cooperates with the masked man to haul the car onto the trailer at the back of the truck.

Next thing you know, Anthony is getting into the truck on the passenger's side, and the man is getting back into the driver's seat. You can't help but stare. He stares back, but he's not staring at your face; you look down to where his eyes meet your arm. Your long sleeve has ridden up, revealing a hand-shaped bruise. You tug the long sleeve bag down hastily. Eyeing both men beside you, you notice Anthony hasn't seemed to notice the interaction.

As the man starts the truck, Anthony introduces the two of you. The man eyes the both of you as he drives.

"Friends call me Simon," he responds.

"Thanks for the help, Simon," Anthony interrupts.

Simon glares. "You can call me Ghost, though,” he finishes.

The drive continues in silence.

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It's been about 45 minutes, according to the trucks built-in digital clock. The silence has made it feel longer, but now you're driving up an old gravel road. The jagged road jostles the three of you. It hurts, and the dried blood has been making you uncomfortable the whole drive, but you remain silent.

You think you can see a porch light on. Your heart sinks. You've been anxious the entire ride. Pulling up to a house in the middle of nowhere seemingly confirms your fears-that Ghost is taking you to the middle of nowhere to murder you.

Logically, you know you're probably at a house because it's much too late for any auto shop to be open. But you don't want to think logically. You want to be in a very public area - without a masked man sitting next to you. The truck gets shifts into park.

"Oh, honey," you turn towards Anthony. "Simon," he clears his throat, "I mean Ghost, has been kind enough to let us stay the night. One of his roommates is going to take a look at the car tomorrow."

You look toward Ghost now. Your hands are sweaty as you grip your thighs. Please, by some miracle, let him be super against traditional gender roles or even a fuckboy; please let his roommates all be girls, you beg internally.

Ghost eyes your hands before shifting his gaze to both you and Anthony, "Yeah. Texted ‘em earlier. Let me make sure they know. Stay outside,” he explains shortly.

Anthony nods and begins to exit the vehicle just as Ghost does. You're rooted to your seat. You've watched too many horror movies for this. Noticing that you're unmoving, Anthony grabs your wrist and unkindly tugs you behind him. It hurts, given the still-healing bruises and new gashes, but you've gotten good at biting your tongue.

You and Anthony wait on the porch as Ghost ducks inside. As soon as you're sure he's out of ear shot, you speak. "Are you sure this is safe, Anthony?" you ask.

"What better option do we have?" While you know he's right, you hate the venom in his voice. You remain silent for the rest of the wait.

You hear the footsteps of Ghost, along with two other people before you see them. The door is swings open, and they all pile outside. All three are men. All three are huge. Anthony shakes their hands while you cautiously his lead. The men grip your husband's hand rough as they introduce themselves: Soap and Price. What odd and obviously fake names.

They're much more gentle with your hand and much chattier than Ghost, especially the Scottish one.

He has a mohawk, which, admittedly, looks good on him. You've never seen anyone actually rock a mohawk and look good, until now.

"Yer a pretty lass; yer husband's a lucky man," Soap says as his handshake turns into a hug. The force of it makes you groan.

"Careful, Johnny; the poor girl's clearly hurt,” Price reprimands him, and Soap allows you to pull away from his embrace, as if he is just now noticing your injuries from the wreck.

"Poor lass," he says with a frown. "We'll get you fixed up, then to bed, so you feel better in the morning!" He reassures you.

You're pretty sure there won't be a morning for you. Three men who live alone in the woods, and who just gave you fake names? You and Anthony are done for.

As you step inside, Soap pays Anthony no mind, while Price dissects him with a scrutinizing glare. "Let's get inside," Price finally says. Soap guides you in front of him, Ghost follows closely behind, then Anthony, and lastly, Price. The lock clicks shut behind him.

Sitting on the couch is another man, the lamp beside him casting a warm glow over the medical supplies laid out on the coffee table. Great, there are four of them. You are so dead. You don't realize you've stopped until Soap nudges you forward.

“It's okay, lass. That's just Gaz,” Soap reassures you. These men are all strangers, and you are not reassured, but you force yourself forward anyway as Gaz waves you over.

“Come on, take a seat. Let me take a look at your injuries,” Gaz says as he pats the cushion next to him. His voice is softer, and he appears friendlier than the rest, but you can't shake the feeling of dread.

“You're cut up pretty bad,” Gaz says, his voice thick with sympathy. You want desperately to believe it's genuine, to relax, and let your guard down. But your instincts scream at you to stay alert as he soaks a cotton ball in alcohol.

Anthony has seated himself on the love seat, while Ghost is crouches in front of him, patching your husband up without words. Price watches closely. Soap moves to the other side of you. You know Anthony is pretending to be tough in front of these four men; he's always had a low pain tolerance. You suspect they know, too, but nobody says anything.

“This might sting,” Gaz says, pulling you out of your thoughts with his warning. You look towards him and nod. You figured as much.

“I'll hold yer hand if ye want, bonnie.” Soap offers with a grin. You shake your head no, but he takes your hand anyway. You don't argue. Gaz starts to dab the cuts on your upper body, cleaning them, removing any remaining glass when necessary, and bandaging the wounds. A few need stitches, a task he handles with ease. You're scared to ask how he's so well-versed in the skill. You occasionally squeeze the Soap's hand when a cut particularly burns. He grins every time and talks through the whole process. It's a nice distraction, especially when Gaz has to reveal more of your skin. He's surprisingly respectful about it, but everyone's gaze (except Anthony's and Ghost's) lingers on various bruises for far too long. Since the bruises are in various stages of healing, it's clear they're not from the accident. You're embarrassed; you don't like to appear weak.

But you might be weak. Weak enough to stay, at least. You think, regretfully. You can't bring yourself to tune into Soap's chatter. You're tuned into your own thoughts. You were stupid to think this vacation would change anything. There wasn't even going to be a vacation now. You and Anthony are going to have to deal with the bill of fixing the car. The money was going to come from the vacation fund, among other funds with how bad the thing looked. That'd mean more hours at work for the both of you. Anthony would cope with his frustrations with booze and violence. Possibly even other women, you wouldn't put it past him.

A hand touches your face, snapping you out of your thoughts. You realize Gaz has stopped stitching the area on your shoulder-it was the last wound that needed to be cared for. He had removed a particularly large piece of glass from it.

Soap turns your face toward him. “You okay, bonnie? You look like you're about to cry. You can tell us if it hurts,” he says, his voice the softest you've heard it all night. You blinked the tears away that you hadn't noticed were there.

“I'm okay; you can continue,” you mumble.

“Are you sure?” Gaz asks. “We can take a break.”

“I'm sure,” you say, closing your eyes.

You realize everyone is looking at you. Ghost must have finished with Anthony a few moments ago as he's taken a seat next to him now. You note that he man-spreads when he sits. Price is still standing, arms crossed. He may be looking at you, but he's clearly lost in thought. Anthony is staring at you with a mean look in his eyes as if he thinks you enjoy attention-that you're enjoying this. You're not.

[last-ticket-home]

ok whiny instagram commenters have been annoying me so here's my wishlist for The Batman 2

i DON'T want the joker as the main villain, i know he was teased at the end of the first one but I dont careeeeee. apparently the movie supposed to take place in winter so I feel like mr freeze is likely but please just dont have joker be the whole thing

ROBIN!!!!!! if I could have my dream the opening of the movie would be the murder of the graysons, artfully shot, with bruce impulsively deciding to adopt dick. ideally dick would be mmmm maybe 12 in canon

and all the complainers come out of the woodwork to say "ohhhh but battinson needs to establish himself first, he needs to figure out better what he's doing before he gets a robin" and to that I say thats the point!! he should be woefully unprepared for that kid! thus forcing him to reassess his priorities and how he approaches his work as batman, reinforcing the themes of the first one and that he cannot single-mindedly focus on vengeance to do the good he wants to do!!

"why does this sound like lego batman" cause lego batman is the best characterization of bruce in a theatrical release bar none and its FUCKING awesome

more zoe kravitz as selina, idc how they do it

[amethystsoda]

THANK YOU FOR LETTING OUR GIRL SHINE GEGE

[muffypollz]

"dying for shizun or dying together with shizun, either one is something this disciple would gladly do."

[starrysharks]

hotel manager

[10piecechickenmcnugget]

my sweet prince, joe of the hills!

it’s missing them hours

[pilotduty]

hello awtto nation.

rpf is fine - pilotduty

[pup-pee]

jokes @ night r not funny in the morning,,,

originally the blue was green but then i decided 2 b pan

[raggydollsscreenshots]

Posting screenshots from The Raggy Dolls every day until ITV puts it on ITVX: Day 76:

[a-single-melon]

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made the boys furries lol

[thatwasthenightthingschanged]

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