finally tried my hand at a twin cinema poem and yaowza !! took me a couple hours to figure it out but i'm very happy with this one and i wanted to share. you can read gideon and harrow's thoughts separately to see their perspectives on their own and each other's actions, and putting them together supposedly reveals the truth of the lengths they would go to but can't communicate to one another :3
i just think that a form where they are talking to one another without hearing any response and yet are intertwining so perfectly is deeply on theme and makes me ill
also sorry for image quality i formatted this on canva and idk how to put such a complex form into an image description so apologies </3
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one thing i believe firmly is that jeff loves bush. full bush, untrimmed. he wants to dive in and shove his nose right against it, nuzzle you, smell you after a long day.
if you try to push his head away, or shut your legs, he'll look at you like you hit him. it's all he thinks about while you're away, and now what? you deny him sanctuary because you're scared of a little hair?
"baby, no, let me shower first."
he looks at you like you're fucking stupid. he doesn't care, he's craving you, and has been all day. he puts a hand on your knee, and it's almost funny how he glares at you.
"stop saying stupid shit and open up for me."
and you let him, because he eats pussy like he's going to die if he doesn't. he does it for the love of the game, for all the little noises you make and the way you clench around his tongue. he could get off from just that if he wasn't so selfish. but he is selfish, so of course, you have to return the favor once he's done bullying his tongue and fingers into you like your cunt owes him money.
and yeah. that happy trail leads to some foliage of his own. call him old fashioned, but he digs the 70's look.
last day of summer from the pjo musical is actually an insane song. so i'll do anything??? i don't care if i hurt anyone???? it doesn't pay to be a good kid??? a good kid???? a good son?????????
i love seeing people analyze clark and mary and them as characters as well as their relationship between each other, and completely disregard Bobby and Kat. Like i’m sorry, i just think they have no substance.
their entire purpose for the film is to be bait, essentially. Bobby gets dragged down by pirate clark, kat goes after him and supposedly dies by Clark’s hand after he has a mental breakdown from being stuck in the backrooms for what must feel like weeks, which are probably a few days max.
As much as I think their roles were interesting, they’re one dimensional for a reason. They fuel Clark’s desperation and his aim to figure out what the backrooms is, and it’s disheartening seeing people write fanfic specifically geared toward Bobby.
He was a one off character.
People writing things about him being an entity, or a life form, or this “better bobby”, it really irks me because why can’t we get fanfiction in that same vain with clark, or even about mary and an encounter between her still life of some sort? We should be expanding on the fully fleshed out main characters. Why does it have to be the white stoner boy who’s already established to have a girlfriend that dies within 10 minutes of being on screen in the second half of the movie?
Oh, oh it’s because he’s hot? It’s because he’s vaguely twinkish? His actor has other medias he’s in. Go see him in those medias instead. Focus on the fleshed out characters rather than the one off, one dimensional, bait characters for once. The Backrooms movie is one of the best horror movies I’ve personally seen, and its exploration in trauma and the inability to move on even long after events happened is something that should be praised and discussed.
The characters that had minimum 20 minutes of screentime then died should not.
okay loves, now that we've wrapped rwylm (still can't get over the support on that one), i am in planning mode for my next little series..
i've written a little blurb for an idea i am workshopping so pls let me know feedback, and if you'd like to know more / be added to a potential tag list
Wayne Munson loves his nephew. Really. The highs, the lows. The crazy antics. Eddie’s dreams and passions, his intense drive for a better life, far away from Hawkins.
Which is why Wayne doesn’t say a negative word when, after graduation, his nephew packs up his shit and journeys outside of Indiana. He supports him from afar, watches on the television screen and listens on the radio as Eddie builds himself the career he has always dreamt of. Eddie shows his appreciation by buying his uncle a house. Quaint and remote, perfect for Wayne.
Life continues. With Eddie constantly on the road, the older Munson is visited mainly by his nephews' high school friends. Steve Harrington in particular fills that void Eddie’s departure left behind. Then, one day, Steve asks Wayne for help. “There’s this girl”, the brunette says.
After nearly five years away, Eddie Munson returns to his hometown.
He trudges up the front porch steps of his uncle's house, but it’s not Wayne that greets him at the door. For a moment, Eddie thinks he confused the address because gazing up at him is a little boy with a dusty-brown head of hair. However, just as the metalhead awkwardly turns to walk away, he hears the booming sound of his uncle’s voice call after the kid. “Messer, how many times have I told you not to open the door to strangers?”, and as the question leaves Wayne’s lips, he sees his nephew — tired and disheveled.
“Who that, granpa?”
“Grandpa?” Eddie asks bewildered, eyes snapping between the kid and his uncle.
Throwing a kitchen towel over his shoulder, Wayne lets out a deep sigh. He scoops the toddler in his arms and motions for Eddie to follow him inside the home.
Over a cup of tea, Wayne Munson tells his nephew he loves him. Really. The highs, the lows. The crazy antics. Eddie’s dreams and passions, his intense drive for a better life, far away from Hawkins. Which is why, Wayne explains, he didn’t tell his nephew about the girl Steve Harrington introduced him to. The girl that found herself in a certain… situation, following one of Eddie’s gigs. The girl, who had nowhere else to go, so Wayne took her in and has been helping her every step of the way for the last four years because, after all, she’s the mother to Eddie’s kid: Messer.
inspired by 'the little mess you made' from the favors (finneas & ashe)
please let me know what you think and if this is a story you'd read! im thinking: rockstar!eddie, singlemom!reader, coolgrandpa!wayne, one.night.stand-to-enemies-to-lovers, secret kid eddie didn't know about, forced proximity, slow burn, angsty at times etc. etc.
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I am having thoughts about writing a new fic with a lot more investment in the topic-Harry going into foster care for a bit before winding up with Severus...many thoughts
