Our rooster finally matured, but somehow he is smaller then his mommy, and the same size as some of our chicks. We decided to call him Teacup. (he’s the one in the back, the one in the front is his mom)
Currently rewatching 4.01, and there’s this scene where Flint enters Miranda’s house, which has been turned in the headquarters of Billy’s resistance movement.
Flint enters, and the old tune is playing, the one associated with Miranda resp. the London flashbacks. Flints walks through the room, slowly - no one appears to notice him. Random guys move in and out of the house with a casual indifference. In those moments, the persona of Captain Flint is almost gone, Flint looks horribly sad, devastated, a plethora of emotions flickering on his face. His gaze is drawn to something and he goes still,for a moment, then bends down to lift the shard of broken porcelain that was once MIranda’s teacup.
The last time Flint was in this house was right before they attacked the carriage - back then, the house had been mostly unchanged. However, one of the very first shots shows the cup, lying overturned.
During that scene, Vane makes fun of “a man’s desire for domesticity” - playing on Mirdanda’s spinet, then later taking the very same cup into his hands. For an entire shot, that little cup becomes the center of the frame.
It’s obvious that Miranda’s house is basically a stand-in for Flint’s own emotional ties to Nassau, his tether, in a way, and the cup becomes its symbol. But there’s even more than that, and it ties back into what I wrote a while ago about Flint and his motives, and also how Madi’s war relies on Flint’s misery.
While Flint is still holding that shard, Madi asks:
“Is it over?”
“Is what over?”
“You looked into my mother’s eyes and you said a great war lay ahead of us, one in which pirates and slaves would stand together and strike a blow that might shake the very foundation of the British Empire.”
The camera then switches to a shot of Flint’s back. He’s still crouching on the floor, caressing the shard with his thumb.
“Now our ships are gone, our army is fractured, battered, and beaten. And the only man among you I trusted is dead.“
Fractured, battered, beaten. And it’s not just the army, though of course, Madi has no reason to care about Flint.
When she talks about Silver being dead, he turns toward her, a reaction that seems almost involuntary - denial, or just an instict to move, prompted by grief - then he stares right ahead.
Then she aks,
“I’m asking you if this war died with him.”
Flint looks - almost resigned, in a way - and then closes his eyes.
Flint has just lost Silver, even though he cannot really permit himself to admit just how much of a loss that is - and even if he could, there’s no time for grief. He then comes back to a house that is no longer a home, invaded by enemies, desecrated by outsiders - the broken cup a reminder of everything he’s lost. And in that moment, Madi comes and talks to him about a war.
A war that is literally the only thing that still holds any meaning for him.
A war that requires a broken man to fight it.
A war that leaves broken things in its wake.
And there are still people who celebrate Flint for his unwavering conviction and determination, when it is so goddamn obvious that this conviction, this war, was everything that stood between him and naked despair.
The raw emotions that Flint displays in this scene, the sheer, heart-breaking loneliness, grief, sorrow and hollowness of him, and people still think that Silver should have chosen that war, and that Flint should have kept fighting it.
Hello everyone! Those guys up here are characters from @teacup-simmer ’s Sims 3: Warrior Cats Challenge, which I really like, so I suggest you guys to go and check it out! Those three are my fav ones! I had a great time drawing them!
JIN: *frantic parent mode* “OKAY EVERYONE STAY WITH ME! STAY WHERE I CAN SEE YOU! LET ME DO A HEADCOUNT! OKAY JIMIN IS HERE, OKAY YOONGI WAKE UP, GET OFF THE GROUND IT’S DIRTY!! TAE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN THAT TREE GET DOWN, WAIT ARE YOU EATING THE LEAVES! OH MY LORD, TAE IF YOU GET SICK, I SWEAR!! OKAY, KOOKIE, COME HERE HOLD MY HAND! ALRIGHT, HOBI. WAIT WHERE’S HOBI! NAMJOON WE LOST ONE ALREADY!”
NAMJOON: *is calm, despite the chaos* “we’ve only been here for 2 minutes, we’re literally at the enterence, he couldn’t have gone far.”
BTS: *hears screams of terror coming from the teacup ride that’s across the park*
BTS: *disappointed but not surprised* “oh there he is.”
How would the UT, UF, US and SF skelebros react to a S/O who steals all the blankets when they sleep together? (They don't do it on purpose, they just look for some fluff in their sleep :3)
I kinda do that, except I hate blankets so I just toss them on the floor.
UT Sans isn’t a light sleeper or a deep sleep,er. He’s a medium sleeper. And an insomniac. Chances are when S/O stole the blankets he was awake. He just kinda props himself up on an elbow and looks at them. So cute.
UT Papyrus rarely sleeps for long, and he can and will wake up at the drop of a hat. When the blankets are pulled off of him he shoots up and out of bed. Most likely waking S/O up too as he is suddenly wide awake. Then he scolds them for waking him up for no reason, while S/O is probably having a mild heart attack from the sudden skeletal explosion.
UF Sans is also an insomniac. And a bit of an ass, so when the covers are pulled off of him he growls and starts a tug of war for the blankets. He looses and when the blankets slip out of his grip, he accidentally smacks himself in the face. Ow. S/O better not have seen that, or he’ll be a blushing mess for days.
UF Papyrus is an extremely light sleeper. Anything can wake him up. One of Doomfanger’s kitten sneezed two rooms over and he woke up. The blankets being pulled off of him cause an immediate DANGER reaction and he’s out of bed wielding a machete (Where did he get that? It was under his pillow). When he realizes it’s just S/O, he calms down a bit, but he isn’t getting any more sleep tonight. And most likely neither is S/O
US Sans is prepared for any occasion! Even blanket-thieving S/Os! He leans over the side of the bed and pulls a spare blanket out from under it. And if they steal that blanket, he’s got a spare-spare blanket! And a spare-spare-spare blanket! And a spare-spare-spare-spare blanket! … What? No he doesn’t have a spare-spare-spare-spare-spare blanket! That’s just overkill.
US Papyrus is also a blanket-stealer. So S/O and Papyrus get into a sleep-tug-of-war with the blankets. Who wins no one knows because neither of them ever woke up. The blankets were tangled into a ball in the middles of the bed by morning.
SF Sans sleeps burrito style. He cocoons himself entirely in the blankets with only a tiny opening for air, and lays at the foot of the bed. S/O is not getting any blankets, because if they wanted to do that they’d have to untangle a mess that takes Papyrus thirty minutes on a good day to get undone. And in their sleep, that’s just not possible.
SF Papyrus doesn’t get much sleep on a good night, because one room over Sans is snoring like a chainsaw, and it usually keeps him awake. Especially when Sans’ pet pig, Teacup, starts snoring too. S/O stealing the blankets is just salt in the wound while he stares up at the ceiling, self-pity in his eyes.
What is your guy's favorite Disney Land/World ride? I guess any Disney park's ride. I like the tea cups the most. It's fun fooling people into thinking I'm sweet and then hearing them beg me to stop the spinning and I don't! Hahaha!
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Craig: matterhorn was cool
Tweek: GGAAHHH NOT THAT RIdEe I CCOuldNt SLeep FOr A wEEeK F-fREAaking YETTIS MAN!
Craig: yea you can see how we avoided haunted mansion too