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anonymous asked:

Oooooo the witch ⭐️ what do you like about the movie? I like the ending the most 🤗

me 2! the ending is freaking amazing, i also watched something on it and they talked about the scene when caleb is having like a manic episode of religious redemption or something and the actor who played him did the whole scene in one take which i thought was so cool he did so well and finally i just wanna say that the actor who plays black phillip in the end is hot

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“The opening number is a perfect example of that dichotomy, because on the face of it it’s a very exciting, happy song, but there’s a lot of melancholy in it as well,” [Justin Hurwitz] says. You’ll find that melancholy right there in the title: “Another Day of Sun.” It’s upbeat, but there’s something a little weary about it too.

You’re The Brightest Light I’ve Ever Seen Tate Langdon x Reader

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Description: You move into the murder house after some unfortunate event occurred

Request: Anonymous:  Thought this might be interesting, but the reader has a power that if she touches another living person they die. Which has caused her to cut off everyone in fear of killing them. Till one day her parents allow her to live alone in the murder house to keep everyone safe from her. She ends up getting really close with Tate and instead of being the darkness, he becomes the ‘light’ in her world. Since he is all she has in her small world.

Author’s Note: I apologize so much for not being active! I promise to make it up to all 431 followers!!! Thank you so much! I love you guys XOXO

 2006

          I was eight years old. I was so young and innocent to have this curse on my shoulders. I was playing on the playground with my two best friends. A big thunderstorm rolled in out of nowhere. We were jumping rope and writing with chalk on the sidewalk. It rained. It poured. I didn’t understand why it didn’t affect my friends. They were with me. They got soaked. The storm quickly passed over. We were kids, we didn’t run off when the rain came, we played in the rain instead. I walked over to my friends so that we could come up with our secret friendship handshake. It all happened so fast. They were on the ground. Their bodies lifeless. Then the sirens came. I watched as two men came and dragged their bodies off. I stood there speechless. The paramedic came over.

           “Sweetheart, do you know what happened here?” He asked crouching down. I looked down not knowing how to answer. I looked up at him and told him what happened.

           “I just touched them. It’s all my fault they’re gone.” I paused realizing what had happened, what I had done. “IT’S MY FAULT!” I screamed. The man tried to reach over to comfort me but I stopped him.  “Don’t touch me. I’ll just hurt you.” I said crying. 

           “You didn’t kill them. You can’t hurt me. It’s all alri..” The man stopped. He died. He reached over and touched my shoulder. Another person I had killed. I needed to get away. A couple minutes later my mom and dad came. I was surrounded by police officers.

           “Let us through, that’s our daughter.” My mom and dad said, “Sweetheart, it’s okay.” My mother reached over and hugged me. She was unaffected. She helped me up and took me to the car. I opened the backseat door and buckled myself in. My parents then got in. The car ride was silent. It was so silent you could hear a pin drop. A few minutes later we arrived home. I got out and ran to the unlocked door. I ran to my room, slamming the door.

          “Sweetheart may we come in?” My mom said as she knocked. I didn’t answer but they came in anyways. “We have something to tell you (Y/N).” my mom said as she sat next to me on the bed.

          “Is it answers on why I seem to kill everything I touch except for you guys? If so then continue.” I said.

           “It is answers. (Y/N), you have powers. It is passed on to you from us. It doesn’t affect us because we have it as well. You get powers by a storm passing and raining on you. We tried to protect you because we didn’t want you to have this curse. I’m so sorry baby.” my mom said.

            “That’s all I needed. Now get out. My friends are dead, I need some time to myself if you don’t mind.” I said. 

             “Of course. Take as much time as you need.” My dad said as they both left.

          That is how I found out I had powers and an even more unsteady path down my life.

2014

          Ever since that day I have been home schooled. I am now sixteen and I have not left my property since that awful day. Mom thought that if I stayed away from people then maybe the curse would go away. I was going to test that theory. I had met a boy when I was twelve who newly moved in next door. We would play from our backyards. I will say that he has grown up quite nicely and he was taking me on a date to a movie theater. I was excited. He was coming to pick me up at six and it was four. I got up and went to take a shower. After the shower I got dressed and waited. A knock then soon came. I leaped off the couch and opened the door.

          “Hi Jacob!” I said. He had blue eyes and brown hair. He was dressed in a blue dress shirt and black pants.

          “Are you ready?” Jacob asked. I shook my head vigorously. He offered me his arm but I declined not wanting to hurt him. He opened the door to his truck letting me in first. It was a smooth drive to the movie theater. “Do you want anything? Soda? Popcorn? Candy?” He asked.

           “I’m fine thank you.” He got what he wanted then handed our tickets to the man. 

          “How to Live Life, number seven on the left. Enjoy your movie.” The man said with a sarcastic voice.

           “Jeez someone doesn’t like their job!” I said as we both laughed. We arrived at the doors and he opened the doors and let me chose where we were going to sit. 

            “I can’t wait to watch this movie! I heard it’s supposed to be really good!” Jacob said.

            “Yeah same!” The lights soon dimmed and the movie began. I was keeping to myself keeping aware of where my hands were so I didn’t hurt him. The movie ended and he drove me home. He walked me to my front door.

           “I had a really good time tonight.” Jacob said.

           “I did too.” I said as I smiled. We stood there awkwardly for a minute just staring at each other. He leaned in and I didn’t stop him our lips collided and then all of a sudden he drops.

           “JACOB?!” I scream as I back away. I banged on my door. My parents opened it and grabbed me and pulled me inside. “What do I do?” I ask.

          “You go into your room (Y/N) and stay there.” my mom said as I rushed to my room.

       It was too late Jacob died and it was my fault. That day was when I realized that this would never go away. My parents had a plan and that when I turned eighteen I would move to a house by myself called Murder House. It was perfect and I couldn’t wait until that day would come.

2016

        It was moving day and I couldn’t wait. I just wanted to get away from everyone so that I could no longer hurt them. It was a long drive to Murder House, but I didn’t mind. It was worth it in the end.

       After an hour we arrived. I quickly got out of the moving truck and unlatched the back of the truck. I picked up the first five boxes I see. My mom comes out and laughs as she sees how eager I am to move in and be on my own. 

“Careful sweetie. You don’t want to hurt yourself.” My mom says as she laughs. She grabs the top two boxes off the top and helps me.

I unlock the door and take in my surroundings. The house is so beautiful that I had to pinch myself to make sure it was real. I went upstairs and picked out my bedroom. I let out a sigh and breathed it all in. I went downstairs to finish unloading.

After four hours I was finally settled in and I had said goodbye to my parents. I went into the living room and sat down on the couch turning on the television. I just watched the first thing that was on and didn’t think much about it. A couple minutes after I just got comfortable, the doorbell rang. I groaned as I got up and went to the door. I opened it and was met with very dark brown eyes.

“Hi, I’m Tate Langdon, your neighbor. I saw you move in and figured I would say hello.” Tate said. He held out his hand and I just stared at it for a little bit.

“Sorry, I’m a huge germophobe. Anyways, I’m (Y/N),” I said as I smiled at him.

“Beautiful name for a beautiful girl.” Tate said. I blushed furiously and looked down but then looked up with a smirk.

“I bet you say that to all the girls.” I say.

“Only on the special ones, and so far that has only been you,” He said as he looked at me and smiled.

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“Anyways, it was nice meeting you.” I said as I was closing the door. Tate stopped it with his hand.

“Can I see you again?” He asked.

“Yeah, sure.” I said as he smiled.

“Well than I’ll see you tomorrow.” Tate said cheerfully. I smiled back and closed the door. I was absolutely blown away that this cute guy was talking to me. Then, I felt even worse because I could never have a real relationship with him. I shook off the sad feeling and decided to go to bed. I fell asleep thinking of Tate.

The Next Day

         I woke up and took a shower. I went downstairs and looked in the fridge to see if I had anything to make for breakfast. I decided on making pancakes. I had just finishing making the pancakes and heard a knock at the door. I dropped everything and went to open it. I unlocked the door and opened it revealing Tate.

“Good morning! I smelled pancakes and decided to come over to see if you would be so kind and share them with me. Please?” He said with puppy dog eyes. I laughed and let him come in.

“Of course. How else am I going to make friends? The kitchen is down the hallway and to the left.” I said while I laughed.

“Gotcha. So shouldn’t you be like in school?” He asked. I came into the kitchen and placed some pancakes on his plate and then I sat next to him with my own plate filled with pancakes.

“Nope. I was home schooled throughout my life and so I didn’t go to college. What about you? Shouldn’t YOU be in school?” I asked while laughing.

“No I dropped out. Didn’t like school. I felt imprisoned so I had to get out.” Tate said. I nodded my head while we ate pancakes. “So why did you move here?”

“Things happened and I had to leave where I was.” I said while looking at my plate.

“Let me guess, ex boyfriend?” Tate said.

“Something like that.” I said as I smiled and looked down. I saw out of the corner of my eye Tate moving my hand to my cheek. “Don’t do that. I don’t want to hurt you.” I said as I moved myself out of hands reach.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.” Tate said. As he slowly retracted his hand looking embarrassed.

“It’s okay. I should tell you.” I took in a deep breath and told him my life story, right from the beginning, “So that is why I moved here. I apologize for not telling you the truth. It’s okay if you run away. Everyone does.” I say as I looked down and let out a soft chuckle. 

“Well I guess we do have something in common. I haven’t been completely honest with you either. Please don’t laugh or run off. What I’m about to tell you is true. I’m dead. So it’s okay if you touch me. I’m a ghost so you can’t do much damage to me anyways.” Tate says.

“You’re just saying that to make me feel better.” I said with tears. Tate started to slowly approach me.

“The thing is, I’m not.” He brought his hand up to my cheek and kissed me deeply. It had been my first kiss and it was amazing. I pulled away and looked into his eyes.

“So you weren’t kidding huh?” I said laughing with tears. 

“No,” Tate said as he laughed. We kissed again and just stayed in each others arms for the rest of the day.

Two Years Later

“I love you Tate Langdon,” I said as I leaned in and kissed him deeply. 

“I love you even more, (Y/N),” Tate said as he pulled me in for another kiss. Life has been complete since that day. I’ve defintely have felt the most love I’ve ever received in my entire life. “(Y/N), you make me so happy. I am thrilled you moved in here.” Tate said.

“Tate Langdon, you’re the brightest light I’ve ever seen. There is nothing that could change the way I feel about you. I love you.” I said as I pulled him into another kiss. I died in the house. A robbery occurred and I was shot and killed. I was sort of happy because now I can spend forever with Tate, my love.

Originally posted by evanpetergifs

We are in a movie theater, watching
the VHS of your third birthday party &
I am not in the video because I was half
a decade away, waiting or sleeping or both.
The movie ends & you drive me home.
I imagine the highway erupting, ripping itself
apart, your car & our bodies swallowed by
the freshly paved ground. I say, sometimes 
I still think about that thirteen year old who died. 
You say, it might rain tonight. The world
is ending, or at least, this world is ending.
You keep driving & all the still sleeping cicadas
stretch out of 17 years. They burst out of the ground,
straight into your mouth, one smooth movement.
It is noon & it is Autumn, & there are no floral curtains
& I can’t write a motel pool into this story. Instead,
our memories spill onto the ruined tarmac, a film reel
bleeding backwards, the sky leaking
& empty.
Dear Billy, Today I Saw Kong Skull Island

I’m still a bit ill and thus couldn’t risk eating popcorn, but it was so worth it.

Some assorted, mostly spoiler-free thoughts (full review to come after I get a chance to see it again):

  • Cinemasins and Cracked.com will hate this movie, as they always do
  • Like Godzilla (2014), I absolutely loved it even though it isn’t a flawless movie
  • Like Godzilla (2014), its few flaws will be harped on by the fandom so hard that I will become irrationally defensive of it as a result
  • John C. Reilly almost steals the show from Kong in the best possible way - he is one of the best human characters in any kaiju movie
  • This feels like a King Kong story told in the mold of a Godzilla story, and I love that
    • Not just in a “we’re setting up Godzilla vs. King Kong” way or a “Hollywood always copies the formula of a successful film dozens of times over until people are sick of it” way, either.  This movie actually feels very different from Godzilla (2014) while still feeling like they belong in the same universe.  Its approach to monsters and the man vs. nature concept is what particularly feels like a Godzilla thing more than a Kong thing - it’s the first movie to defend the native people and fauna of Skull Island instead of casting them unanimously as monsters
    • I wish the Skull Islanders had gotten more to do, but after marathoning all the previous Kong movies, I’m more than content with them barely getting to do anything so long as it means they aren’t being a horrible racist caricature of various indigenous people.  Especially after the 2005 movie, which, while a wonderful movie in several respects, is definitely the worst of the bunch when it comes to presenting the Skull Islanders as people.
  • The monster designs are ingenious and creative, making Skull Island once again feel mysterious and strange despite how commonplace CGI monsters are these days
  • The monster fights were fucking marvelous and and common.  I am sure people will complain there weren’t enough of them or that some were too short.
    • one of the shorter ones also had one of my favorite “monsters as animals with needs and motivations” moments in the movie that was really funny and endearing and I’m 100% certain people will hate it because it was such a “curbstomp” battle but fuck it sometimes you want to see *SPOILERS OMITTED*
  • By far the best part of the movie for me was the fact that four little kids were sitting behind me having the time of their lives watching an awesome monster movie.  During the end credits (like me and my family, they were waiting for the stinger) they chattered about how they hoped Mothra would be showing up in the Monsterverse next, so they were clearly Godzilla fans who knew they shit rather than complete newbies to the world of kaiju.  I wish I had a movie like this when I was their age.
  • The stinger is SO worth it.

Hinata Siblings in Grave of the Fireflies AU. (RedBubble)

Hinata and Natsu struggle to survive in Japan during World War II. (I’m soo sorry for this.)

Lines in 2017 Superhero Movies That Ended Me

“Go… Don’t be what they made you.

Laura.”

“Daddy.”

“So… this is what it feels like.”

“He may have been your father boy, but he wasn’t your daddy. I’m sorry I didn’t do none of it right, but I’m damn lucky you was my boy.”

Literally Peter’s entire funeral speech

“I wish we had more time. I love you.”

anonymous asked:

hello! can i get kiyoshi, kagami, aomine, and akashi reacting to their S/O crying? but it turns out it's just something silly like she got shampoo in her eyes or saw a really cute dog. thank you!!

Here you go anon! ♥(ˆ⌣ˆԅ)

Thank uoi for requesting! 


♥︎ AKASHI:

What was taking her so long?

But it’s not like he was complaining.

Akashi patiently waited outside of her house, as they did make a deal for their dinner date.. and each date always felt like the first one! Except it was less awkward, and it got more fun, of course. How lucky he was.

Finally, after a few more minutes, she walked out of the door, her face in her hands, and her cries audible. Akashi frowned and quickly made his way over to her, gently pulling her in a tight embrace.

“Love, what’s the matter?” he asked softly, placing his hand on top of her head and started running his fingers through her hair. He pulled away to look her in the eyes.

She frowned and wiped her tears. “Sei.. it hurts.”

He placed a hand on her shoulder. “What hurts?”

She pointed at her eyes. “I got shampoo in my eyes earlier! And for some reason, it still stings.. It takes so long to get rid of it. Always!”

“Always?” he cocked an eyebrow. So this happened often, did it? But then, as long as it wasn’t affecting her sight, he wouldn’t be too worried.

She nodded. “And I don’t think I can cry anymore, which makes everything more worse! So.. if you’re up for it, Sei..”

“I challenge you to a staring contest!”

“Challenge?” he smiled.

“You bet! Not only will I feel good about myself when I win, but I’ll also manage to tear up, will I?”

She was weird.. that was true, but Akashi always found it cute.

He shrugged. “Alright,” then turned to his driver that stood behind him. “Park the car somewhere.. this might take a while.”

“It will take a while!” (Name) said, as she rubbed her eyes. “If I win.. buy me new shampoo that won’t hurt when it gets in my eyes, please?”

He laughed and nodded. “Hmm.”

But he was going to buy her that shampoo either way.. it looked like she really needed it.

♥︎ AOMINE:

She smiled at the disk Momoi gave her a while ago, before sliding it into the dvd player. Then she flopped down on the couch without some popcorn as the movie started.

She wasn’t usually the sensitive type. She didn’t cry whenever she was scolded, or whenever she got low grades.. but for some reason, the movie made her break down.

It was just..

So beautiful!

She was too busy trying to stop the tears from flowing, she didn’t even notice the door swing open, to reveal a very tired looking Aomine.

“I’m back.”

She quickly wiped her tears away hearing the man’s entrance. Aomine entered the living room and heard her crying softly. His eyes widened, and at that moment, it was as if all his tiredness were gone.

“Oi, what happened to you?” he growled, quickly making his way over to her, his protective side taking over. He trails his gaze across her body, trying to find a wound of some sort, only to find none.

“Satsuki..” she murmured, sniffing and wiping her tears away, her pitiful eyes looking up at him.

His brows furrowed. “W-what? What happened?!”

“Aomine, tell her I won’t forgive her!” she said, standing up and cleaning up the popcorn she finished. Aomine followed her to the kitchen, still worried.

Why would his childhood friend and girlfriend, who were so close to each other, fight in the first place?

“Tell me what happened.”

She pouted. “The man left the protagonist! I feel so bad for her. Tell her to never suggest movie with bad endings to me ever again!”

Aomine’s mouth went agape at his words. “So.. that was that? You cried over a desperate love story?”

“You would do the same if you experienced it,” she rolled her eyes, then smiled. “But thanks for worrying about me, ha! That was cute.”

He flushed.

I mean, it’s not like he would let their love story end, anyways.

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