you felt enough

There's a lot of cool chicks out there, but only one of ME! C.C. Ask for pronouns. Demi-bi. Your local Taylor Swift/Thomas Sanders fan. Official nibling of rosesisupposes. Header/icon by me. 

[cool-chick-c-c]

prologue: 1-800-DATEME

summary: remus meets a cute boy at a coffee shop. you know how this one ends.

pairing: pre-romantic intruality

word count: 471

cw: intrusive thoughts (mild violence, sexuality)

taglist: @rosesisupposes @acanvasofabillionsuns @art-chive @nobodyw8s4evr

It’s cloudy. It’s the perfect weather for a murder. It's the perfect weather for running around outside without caring about who's looking.

No one's looking anyway, but they don't think about that either. It's eleven p.m., and Remus is bored and not tired at all.

There's a Starbucks on the corner. It's open 24/7. 

That's new, they think.

Remus doesn't like Starbucks (too many choices, none of them fun), but they go in anyway.

It's full, and everyone looks bored. The barista massages their temples when they see Remus, and they're almost about to walk out again when they see someone sitting at a table in the very back.

Remus smiles and walks up to the counter. "One of everything in a grande cup."

The barista blinks at them a few times. "Anything else?"

For you to lick it off me. "No." They raise their eyebrows and smirk.

The barista rolls their eyes but gives them their order without complaint, and Remus locks their eyes on the person they spotted earlier and walk confidently towards them. The person doesn't look up, not until Remus is already seated with them.

Remus puts their elbows on the table and stares at them intently. They tilt their head and blink.

"Hi." The other person smiles. "Is there something on my face?"

"If there were, I would've--" Eaten it. "--said something. I just wanted to talk to you."

“I'm Patton!” The other person laughs. “He/him.”

“Remus." He looks covertly around the room. "Like penis. They/them.”

Patton smiles when he hears it, and Remus’s heart skips a beat. They wonder how many skips it would take for them to die.

“I don’t think a lot, actually.” Patton places his arms on the table.

“Ooh, you’re actually listening to me! That’s new.”

“Aww, you’re giving me too much credit. I just like new people.”

"And you listen to them! And don't screw them over!"

"I might. You don't really know me, Rem."

Remus swings his legs. "I want to."

"Then let's talk." Patton looks at the cup and smiles. "Right?"

"Right!"

And they talk. They talk until it's midnight and they barely remember why they came here, until nothing matters but the two of them. Until Patton glances at his watch. 

“Oh! Looks like we’ll have to cup this one short!” He giggles. “That was fun, Remus. You’re fun.”

He almost trips over the carpet as he rushes out the door, and Remus smiles. Someone actually likes them.

Does he? He didn’t just want to get away?

Remus imagines smashing a hammer on Patton’s face, and they regret it immediately.

“Well, I like him!”

It's twelve hours and five hours of sleep later that they call Jekyll and tell him about it. 

For once in their life, Remus wants to keep a secret.

[cool-chick-c-c]

lyric prompts: evermore

lover folklore

and if it was an open-shut case, i never would've known from that look on your face

take my hand, wreck my plans, that's my man

and there was one prize i'd cheat to win

they count me out time and time again

show me the places where the others gave you scars

every bait-and-switch was a work of art

you had a speech, you're speechless

and soon they'll have the nerve to deck the halls that we once walked through

i never was ready so i watch you go

"what a shame she's fucked in the head," they said

never leave you standing, crestfallen on the landing

eyes like sinking ships on waters, so inviting i almost jump in

i don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch

i don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush

at dinner parties, i call you out on your contrarian shit

and thеn it fades into the gray of my day-old tea

my mind turns your life into folklore, i can't dare to dream about you anymore

but if it's all the same to you, it's the same to me

we could call it even, you could call me "babe" for the weekend

the holidays linger like bad perfume, you can run, but only so far

i won't ask you to wait if you don't ask me to stay

and the heart i know i'm breakin' is my own

i wake and watch you breathing with your eyes closed

i notice everything you do or don't do

if it's all in my head, tell me now, tell me i've got it wrong somehow

i take your indiscretions all in good fun

drawing hearts in the byline, always taking up too much space or time

gain the weight of you, then lose it, believe me, i could do it

they think she did it, but they just can't prove it, she thinks i did it, but she just can't prove it

i wasn't lettin' up until the day he died

i was dancing when the music stopped, and in the disbelief, i can't face reinvention

haunted by the look in my eyes, that would've loved you for a lifetime

when did all our lessons start to look like weapons, pointed at my deepest hurt 

no, i didn't mean that, sorry, i can't see facts through all of my fury

dappled with the flickers of light, from the dress i wore at midnight

i can't make it go away by making you a villain, i guess it's the price i paid for seven years in heaven

no one teaches you what to do, when a good man hurts you, and you know you hurt him too

after giving you the best i had, tell me what to give after that

this place is the same as it ever was, but you won't like it that way

and if you're ever tired of bеing known for who you know, you know you'll always know me

but are you still the same soul i met under the bleachers

if i can't relate to you anymore, then who am i related to

if this is the long haul, how'd we get here so soon 

did i close my fist around something delicate, did i shatter you 

sorry for not making you my centerfold

what's a lifetime of achievement, if i pushed you to the edge 

will you forgive my soul, when you're too wise to trust me and too old to care 

close your eyes, and it gets colder and colder

did i paint your bluest skies the darkest grey, a universe away

but when i walked up to the podium, i think that i forgot to say your name

and the old widow goes to the stone every day, but i don't, i just sit here and wait

my pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand

i wish to know, the fatal flaw that makes you long to be, magnificently cursed

so tell me to run, or dare to sit and watch what we'll become

it's the goddamn fight of my life, and you started it

and you asked me to dance, but i said, "dancin' is a dangerous game"

now i'm waiting by the phone, like i'm sitting in an airport bar

we could be the way forward, and i know i'll pay for it

with your boots beneath my bed, forever is the sweetest con

i tried to pick my battles 'til the battle picked me

the knife cuts both ways, if the shoe fits, walk in it 'til your high heels break

and i fell from the pedestal, right down the rabbit hole

pushed from the precipice, clung to the nearest lips

i always felt i must look better in the rear view

and my waves meet your shore, ever and evermore

never be so clever, you forget to be kind

if i didn't know better, i'd think you were still around

never be so politе, you forget your power

all your closets of backlogged dreams, and how you left them all to me

i know better, but you're still around

it wasn't right, the way it all went down, looks like you know that now

yes, i got your letter, yes, i'm doing better

i know i'm just a wrinkle in your new life

motion capture, put me in a bad light

i replay my footsteps on each stepping stone, trying to find the one where i went wrong

hey december, guess i'm feeling unmoored

i rewind thе tape, but all it does is pause, on thе very moment all was lost

sending signals, to be double-crossed

barefoot in the wildest winter, catching my death

oh, can we just get a pause, to be certain, we'll be tall again

is there a line that i could just go cross 

i swear you could hear a hair pin drop, right when i felt the moment stop

i stayed there, dust collected on my pinned-up hair

they expected me to find somewhere, some perspective, but i sat and stared

did you ever hear about the girl who got frozen, time went on for everybody else, she won't know it

she's still twenty-three inside her fantasy, and you're sitting in front of me

if our love died young, i can't bear witness

trying to stay for the kids, when keeping it how it is will only break their hearts worse

the snaps from the same little breaks in your soul

sometimes walking out is the one thing, that will find you the right thing

i gave it my all, he gave me nothing at all, then wondered why i left

he's got my past frozen behind glass, but i've got me

[acanvasofabillionsuns]

actual photo of john mulaney on his way to kill princess diana

[cool-chick-c-c]

he says he doesn't believe anything much he hears these days i say, "believe in one thing, i won't go away"

[leaving-this]

i made a 2-part uquiz called Which Shakespeare character are you? and it has 50 possible results.  The first quiz puts you into one of 5 groups and links you to the group quiz that has 10 different characters each. Tag your results. :)

[leaving-this]

the funniest part of this is seeing people in the tags who want to get hamlet and get something from a play they’ve never read and they’re like UMM IM EMO??? i HAVE to be HAMLET idk who Edmund even is and I’m like… sweetie…. you’re Edmund….

[cool-chick-c-c]

@rosesisupposes

[surohsopsisofclouds]

some flowers? - C.C.

Only a single one, but I think it's quality makes up for it

[swagpaws]

when u reach a certain friendship level w me u unlock me sending u posts that fit ur aesthetic/interests. its honestly an entire love language

[kamlo]

[foryouthegays]

hey reminder that the monterey bay aquarium has livestreams of the tanks and also fish r pretty

[thatqueerchoirkid]

wut

[official-lucifers-child]

the monetery bay aquarium set of cameras to record their fish tanks and you can watch them

[andtosaturn]

BUZZFEED UNSOLVED: TRUE CRIME the mysterious disappearance of este haim     (insp.)

[cool-chick-c-c]

@rosesisupposes

[gxndjdgdb]

who is tim horton and why does everyone in canada know him

[bubblegloopswamp-deactivated201]

oh ya timmy’s just a good bud there eh

[gxndjdgdb]

what does this say

[imaramennoodle]

mcyt explained by me, a person who has never watched myct yet still has some idea of what’s going on because people I follow post about it all the time:

pig man?? I think??

theyre fighting over a city but I think the city is like. blown up. so no clue what’s happening there.

theres at least three British teenagers

swords! fighting! people are dead! yay!

pig man and green blob guy with a mask are both villains but they’re like. not working together?

someone married a fridge??? or was that some weird dream. extremely unclear.

everyone’s been adopted/ has some sort of child

one of the british teenagers likes bees

stab stab ha this person is dead actually they’re still alive! I think

there’s a guy thats like. half something and half something else but he’s tall. he’s the only one in this whole mess that wears a face mask he will not be getting coronavirus anytime soon.

there’s also a guy with wings and his son (?) the ghost (that isn’t a ghost anymore?)

ghost son might also be the British teenager that likes bees. I am unsure of this.

green blob man likes to kill people

pig man hates children and would like to murder them, reasoning unclear

does this include the British teenagers? also unclear.

and finally: you miss one livestream and everything goes wrong. the house is on fire. god is dead. suddenly pig man has taken over the world. your crops are dying.

[attabeen-blog]

why do height differences in shipping always have to be about one being really tiny and the other being really tall. what about one being exactly a single inch taller than the other and the second being consistently angry about this.

[butchhamlet]

macbeth is shakespeare’s funniest tragedy and mr. macbeth is the funniest character in macbeth. he listens to these creepy old women tell him he’s gonna be king and IMMEDIATELY decides the only thing he can POSSIBLY do is kill a guy and then he waffles about it for a full act and finally comes to the conclusion that it’s morally wrong and then HE DOES IT ANYWAY and his entire fucking life falls apart with an inevitability that is genuinely hilarious

[butchhamlet]

the other exceedingly funny thing is that he doesn’t even cover his ass that well like??? sure the morning right after the murder he gets away with it but even then he almost straight fucks it by killing the guys he framed. and then within a few months everyone in scotland independently comes to the conclusion that he did it ANYWAY because like. WHO else would it have been

[butchhamlet]

funniest moments in macbeth:

“o? by whom?” (a classic)

“what, you egg” (also a classic)

“twas a rough night”

macduff telling lady macbeth he can’t say what happened because she’s a woman and then spinning around and IMMEDIATELY telling banquo within FULL earshot of ladymac

“that i did… kill them… 👉👈”

macbeth giving the whole “blood will have blood” speech and then going “…….what time is it”

the witches, whom we’ve just seen making a potion of baby parts, saying “something wicked” about macbeth. your king steps onto the scene and these literal actual witches go “oh, bitch? a bitch?”

malcolm’s I Fuck Too Much Speech

and then. when he takes it back. he says “why are you silent?” which implies macduff is just. sitting there.

“take thy face hence”

macbeth absolutely wrecking young siward’s shit and then just going “thou wast born of woman” to his corpse

[butchhamlet]

in honor of this post getting an absurd and terrifying amount of notes here are my favorite tags

also, for those of you asking to see macbeth as a dark comedy: i haven’t seen a production specifically billed as such but definitely the funniest macbeth i’ve seen is the folger 2008 one which, by the way, is free on youtube! it definitely leans into the horror aspect but it also is just. laugh-out-loud funny sometimes like these actors know how to punctuate their lines to get at that absurd humor! and i’ve watched it twice in like two months

[antique-scarecrow]

was anyone gonna tell me Macbeth was a comedy or was i supposed to read that here myself?

[jenniferrpovey]

Okay, look. There’s something modern readers don’t understand, because definitions have changed.

To us, a comedy is a funny play and a tragedy is a cathartic one.

In Shakespeare’s time, a comedy was a play with a happy ending.

A tragedy was a play with a sad ending.

That is it.

Shakespeare was a comedic writer. All of his plays are funny to some degree and I suspect the man couldn’t write seriously if he tried.

A lot of the time modern troupes miss this and play the tragedies straight. They aren’t supposed to be. They are supposed to be darkly, ironically funny.

Because after all, these plays were written to be performed in inn yards where everyone was drunk. That did not necessarily exclude the actors.

A performance of Macbeth that makes you laugh is an authentic, correct performance. One that understands the basic fact that Shakespeare is more like Taika Waititi than Quentin Tarantino.

[fangirltothefullest]

“Sad ending” also doesn’t quite do tragedies justice because often it was just a matter of whether or not they had a wedding at the end making it a comedy, or it could be comedic up until the end where someone dies and that’s what labeled it a tragedy. This is why there’s always so much debate about Romeo and Juliet being a tragedy because up until they die at the end that play can be exceptionally hilarious and Shakespeare had a talent for making fun of wealthy people and getting away with it.

[cool-chick-c-c]

@rosesisupposes

[oriocookie]

am i legally allowed to call ris a simp for techno’s laughs

[cool-chick-c-c]

not an expert but i think so

[redhoodiehearts-deactivated2016]

To all the Tumblr users who tend to use tags very liberally:

[thejadedkiwano]

Let’s play a game. Type the following words into your tags box, then post the first automatic tag that comes up. you, also, what, when, why, how, look, because, never

[suspiciouslyheterosexualbehavior]

oh comE ON

[raptorific]

I still think it’s hilarious that the reason nobody ever figures out Superman’s secret identity or where he lives or what he does when he’s not saving the planet, is because he already told them all the Kryptonian stuff that can’t be tied to any of his human friends or family. I guarantee you the in-universe wikipedia article on Superman lists his name as Kal-El and the “personal life” section says that he lives full-time at his private fortress of solitude at the north pole. Nobody in the world looks at Clark Kent and thinks “oh my god, maybe he’s superman!” for the same reason nobody ever starts to suspect that their coworker who looks KINDA like Barack Obama is actually secretly Barack Obama – They know who Barack Obama is and know what he does and they know their coworker Greg is Greg and not Barack Obama. They have no reason to assume Barack Obama secretly moonlights as Greg The IT Guy at their workplace even though they’ve never seen Greg and Obama in the same place. At best, “Greg is secretly Obama” would be a running joke at the office, and the same is true at the Daily Planet. “Kal-El of Krypton, who lives in a CRYSTAL PALACE at the NORTH POLE and whose dayjob is SUPERMAN, sometimes puts on a suit and pretends to be a clumsy reporter and lives in a one-bedroom walkup in Metropolis” is a ridiculous concept to anyone who doesn’t already know it’s true

[mousathe14]

[bigpastapete-deactivated2018060]

[From Max Landis’ amazing “American Alien” series about Superman.] SO GOOD

[detective-birdy]

SCREAM 👏🏻 IT 👏🏻 TO 👏🏻 THE 👏🏻 BACK 👏🏻 SO EVERYONE 👏🏻 CAN 👏🏻 HEAR

[logisticbumm]

His shit eating grin in the last one sells it

[reformed-roark]

I love the idea of Clark Kent turning up to every office Halloween party in an ill-fitting Superman costume from Target.

[joshscorcher]

Still one of my favorite clips from Superman: The Animated Series.

[fidgetelftree]

This has gotten bigger since I last saw it ant that’s FANTASTIC

[thebaconsandwichofregret]

Henry Cavill literally once stood in Time Square, in a superman t-shirt, under a giant poster of himself and no one recognised him, even though he was actively trying to be recognised.

[advanced-procrastination]

I’ve never seen this post but it just became my favorite post on the internet

[mercy-angel-09]

Wanna know the kicker?

In the first chapter of JLA’s “Divided We Fall Arc” both Clark and Bruce reveal their civilian identities to the rest of the League. This is post “Tower of Babel” where nobody but Clark still trusts Batman, and in order to start building trust again, Clark urges Bruce to unmask himself to the rest of the team because Bruce obviously knows who everyone else is. Bruce agrees on one condition, Clark has to “unmask” himself as well.

When the big reveal goes down, Kyle Rayner says it best re: Clark being Superman: “He doesn’t…wear a mask. I never even…thought he had a…day job…”

That’s right, the canon reason why nobody makes the connection between Superman and Clark Kent is because nobody thinks that Superman HAS a civilian identity.

Also, with a really good actor, Clark Kenting is entirely possible, as Christopher Reeve demonstrates in the 1978 Superman film.

[thefingerfuckingfemalefury]

There was actually a story where a scientist at Lexcorp developed a computer program to analyse all available evidence and work out who Superman is

It figured out he was Clark…and Lex fired the scientist for wasting company resources because he COULDN’T BELIEVE that Superman would ever “Pretend” to be human because it would mean pretending to be “Weak”

90% of Superman’s disguise is everyone else doing the work for him

[ayellowbirds]

the best secret identity of all.

[dccomicsbookshelf]

I love every version of this post because they are all beautiful.

[cool-chick-c-c]

@rosesisupposes

[cool-chick-c-c]

TAYLOR I’M NOT OVER FOLKLORE HOW ARE YOU THIS FAST