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godblooded · 3 months
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just an fyi, and it feels like it needs to be said here: your blog is your own space and you should be able to say whatever the fuck you want. if you’re sad? vent. get sad. maybe put it under a cut, definitely tag it, but get sad. if you feel like you need someone to talk to? drop a freaking message about how you’re feeling like you could use a buddy, or anything randomly engaging. if you’re having a hard time, you should feel safe and okay to talk about it in your own space. we’re writers and we’re people and while there’s a lot to be said for how engagement outside of oneself is necessary in rp (and really really needs to improve), i think there’s a lot that must be said about people reaching out to others. it’s become so solitary here — the whole ‘reblog from source’ thing when it comes to shit like about and musings is absurd. the whole refusing to like things is ridiculous. yes, curate your space, that’s important, but curating your space into a studio apartment only you live in doesn’t make this a community anymore, it makes it a studio apartment you live in.
just be yourself here. do whatever you want. but i’m always saying: remember you’re not alone, and don’t let yourself feel that way.
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thefanficmonster · 1 year
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It is I!! With (yet again) another small Idea I JUST had
Imagine this: Corpse x Apartment neighbor reader, where one night Corpse just Scream to the top of his lugs and then the reader screams back just for fun and then they get to know each other that way
I found it kinda funny honestly but that's like a rough idea of what I just thought let me know if ya liked it, k?
-with love Miss Kia
PS: Remember to take care even if it's just sleeping a bit or a glass of water okay?🥰 Whatever you do is good enough for us
PS2: Please tag me with it done, if you do make it ☺️
Hi dear! I know it's been literal months since you sent in this request but I've finally gotten around to it and I hope the final product makes the wait worth it. Love you with all my heart, Vy 💕
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Pairing: Corpse Husband x Reader (Gender Neutral)
Warnings: Mentions of Anxiety and Stress, Swearing
Genre: Fluff, Humor, RPF (Real Person Fic)
Summary: see request above
As you slump against the only standing piece of furniture in your otherwise barren living room, you can't help but sigh. Boxes surround you, silently judging you for leaving them in their status quo for yet another day. Postponing the inevitable unpacking awaiting you isn't much of a choice with your busy schedule but it is what it is and anything else would be making excuses. And there's nothing you hate more than making excuses.
You moved into this new apartment three days ago and yet you have only spent twelve hours in it total. Your stuff is still in boxes which you are quite frankly afraid to open, worried of all the broken crap you'll find because the movers you hired turned a blind eye to the large bold letters the word FRAGILE was written in.
Working two jobs is the only way you can pull through your final year of college but it's starting to feel like you're digging your mental health and sleep schedule a grave instead.
You wanna scream. Scream your fucking lungs out. But you can't with these shitty thin walls. You don't want your neighbors to think you're a nut-job. At least not already. Hell, they haven't even seen your face. You could be living next to Leonardo DiCaprio and have zero clue.
Ok, full disclosure, the building is filthy, so Leo is certainly not living next-door but a serial killer might be.
And speaking off....
Just as that ridiculous though passes your mind and causes you to chuckle, the aforementioned thin walls are straight up rattled by a guttural scream, the vibrations of which nearly bring the ceiling down on you.
You let several moments go by as the building settles in it's slot in the Earth following that vocal earthquake. You stare blankly at the wall behind which the scream emanated from, the wall separating you from your neighbor.
That serial killer thing seems to check out, you think to yourself as your loopy, exhausted brain hits the wrong instruction button, sending you in a fit of quiet giggles.
They can't think I'm a loose canon if they're just as bad, can they?
You decide they can't and go on and rip your friendly neighbor a new one. A scream much stronger, louder and longer that simultaneously establishes your dominance as well as deflates the tension that had built up in your chest.
It's the relief you've needed for a while now.
Similar silence follows your scream, leaving you to catch your breath, head tilted back with peace you haven't felt since you decided to move.
At least until there's a knock at your door.
"Hey, um, you good in there?"
The knock maybe put you on edge, but the voice is what seriously caught you off-guard. In all honesty, it intrigued you more than you'd like to admit. Not enough to get you to open the door, but enough to get you up from the couch and get you to approach the door at least a little.
"You're one to talk. You started the chain, pal." You retort without a second's hesitation which probably should have been considered, with the whole serial killer theory and all.
You hear the guy chuckle, "Desperate times call for desperate measures. It's not like I own a stress ball."
Another step brings you closer to the door, "I mean, they don't really do much. And therapy is expensive. Scaring your neighbors is free."
"I scared you?" He has the audacity to sound shocked, almost offended, "You scared me!"
"You bet your ass I did. Gotta let you know who the boss is around here." You sass right back, unable to prevent the bubbling laughter from escaping you.
It mirrors his, "Well, boss, wanna open this door? I feel a little looney and I probably look so too. Talking to a door and all."
His comments provokes a mumbled apology from you as you, against all the better judgement your 2-minutes-ago self possessed, go to open the door.
And my, oh my, did you win the neighbor lottery. You got a lethally cute one.
"Hi there, neighbor." You greet the taller figure crowned by a mop of messy dark curls. His dark eyes barely peer through the curtain.
But you still manage to make out his smile, even with the mask blocking it from direct view, "Hello to you too, neighbor."
"Y/N, nice to meet ya."
"Corpse, the pleasure's all mine."
His name wouldn't help his serial killer case if you weren't so focused on the few features of his you could see.
There's a brief beat of silence he puts an end to with a shy yet still witty comment, "I know you're supposed to bring baked goods to new neighbors but I can't cook for shit....I got beer though?"
A smile brightens up your face which clearly releases some tension from him, "Say no more, Corpse. You got my full attention. Even if you might be a serial killer."
His eyes blow wide, "What?"
So do yours, "What?"
Well, if that isn't the most rom-comy thing ever. Hallmark and audience approved.
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jacobsbigmelons · 11 months
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Also...face sitting with jacob 🤭 like him whimpering and whining because readers tongue just feels so fucking good
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Midnight fun
Jacob Custos x Male reader
cw: nsfw, face sitting, face riding, handjob, masturbation and my bad execution of these fics by always starting out in the cabins 💀
i love seeing jocks like jacob being the ones who are eaten out, go fuck a top rn
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Jacob was scratching at his underwear as he was trying to get comfortable underneath his sheets, his crop top dangling off the side of the bed frame about to fall to the floor if he keeps moving around. Though the sound of a singular drop of liquid in the quiet cabin made him perk up for a split second before trying to get back to sleep.
You spat out a drop of saliva into your hand as you began to stroke your cock quickly trying to imagine any kind of explicit imagery in your brain though due to Mr.H taking all of the councilors phones you haven’t been able to get off as easily as you used to unless you spent some time with Jacob of course.
At this point Jacob was just staring up at the ceiling as the sounds of a sort of sloppy wet noise began to come from underneath him, he furrowed his brow as he felt his cheeks heat up a bit as the bulge in his pants only got bigger. He opened his mouth as if to speak. “Yo dude…are you…getting off right now?”
His voice caught you off guard and quite frankly kinda freaked you out as your heart raced a bit, eyebrows shot up just a second as your hard on began to go soft pretty quick. After all your friend…with benefits? just caught you going at it. “Shit- uh…my bad, look I can go somewhere else to finish.” You said with a quiver to your voice, looking up to the wooden boards holding up the mattress above you.
“Dude, I fucked you like not even a whole 24 hours ago. If you gotta bust do your thing man.” Jacob stated so nonchalantly but at the same time he did have a point, you guys fucked early in the morning so it shouldn’t be weird if you were to merely jerk off in his presence. “Could I ask a favor?” you said as Jacobs crop top finally made its way to the wooden floor.
“What’s up?” A curious tone laced Jacobs words as his mind was predicting the question might be related to helping you out somehow. “Could you come down? Maybe help me out a bit?” You shrugged slightly as if Jacob was able to see you despite not even being down there. Silence filled the room for a few seconds before the sound of Jacob getting up made the wooden boards holding his bed up squeak a bit as his foot made its way to the wooden ladder. You were pleased with the sight despite the lack of light available to you except for a few of the outside lights illuminating the place as well as the moonlight.
“Alright what’re we doing? Bj? Missionary? Sneaking out? Maybe 69’in-“ “Jacob!” Jacob quieted down as he heard you raise your voice despite you trying to call out to him about 3 other times but he just kept talking. “I was wondering…if we could do some face…riding…sitting? Face stuff let’s go with that.” You said questioning your request, hopefully Jacob was able to keep all that you said in that brawny noggin of his.
“Oh hell yeah dude, so what you sit on me and i just kinda eat you out or…?” He said as he took a seat next to you, his hand already rubbing your thigh as a way to get you hard again which was definitely working despite him not even knowing your soft. “About that…I wanted you to be the one on me.” You softly stated, bracing yourself for the possible rejection, you wouldn’t mind if you were the one being on top of him but you’ve had this on your mind for awhile so why not try it.
“O-oh…me? Uh…I mean, sure yeah let’s- let’s do it” Jacob was clearly nervous a bit, he scratched the back of his neck which definitely gave it away. “We don’t have to if-“ You were cut off by his hands yanking you by your waist just enough to get face to face with him as he kissed you very unprofessionally and may have accidentally dinked noses just a bit due to the lack of light but he had to make it known he didn’t mind.
“It’ll be new to me but that doesn’t mean we can’t try it” Jacob said with a playful tone, the light barely reflecting off the shine from his teeth. “Alright, nice um so just…” you laid onto your back once again as you maneuvered Jacob closer to you, his legs climbing onto your mattress as you felt him turn around, the sound of his boxers being pulled off. “Just go ahead and sit, this face is all yours.”
You said with a grin on your face as you backed Jacob more and more closer to you, he was definitely a bit hesitant as he was right in front of you, ass to face as you slowly pulled him down. He cooperated but you felt him shift some of the weight to his legs. “Why aren’t you putting all your weight on me?” You softly asked not to make him feel bad “I don’t wanna hurt you is all, I weigh a lot with all this muscle.” He giggled at the end as you shifted your face out from under him for just a second “I want you to put all that weight on me, I can take it. Trust” you said in a way Jacob could tell you were smiling despite not seeing you.
You repositioned yourself as you pulled him down slowly again as you felt a lot more weight be put atop of you as you made a satisfactory grunt, your tongue now rapidly moving around his hole and the area. Jacob cursed out quietly as the sudden pleasurable feeling surrounded his body and made him feel warm all around. He put one hand in between the crevice of the wood and mattress above him and the other on the wall next to you just to keep himself steady as you kept going.
Your arms wrapped around his waist as you practically had him held down on top of you as your tongue massaged around and inside his hole “mmmhmm” your muffled moans gave Jacob the slight reassurance he needed to know you enjoyed what you were doing. “Fffuck dude your tongue feels so good” Jacob heaved as his hand in the wooden crevice moved to your dick. You didn’t expect him to make a move like that which made you pause which in that case you decided to slightly push Jacob up a bit just to take a breath. “God your ass is amazing, you gotta let me play with it more” you said getting as much air as you could before putting him back down onto you.
Both of you were doing your own thing, it was hard to focus as you so badly wanted to thrust into Jacobs hand and it was hard for Jacob not to cum right then and there. You began to move his hips back and forth, your tongue slid around as his ass moved around your face, Jacobs quiet whimpers became more apparent the more you did that which only made you wanna go harder somehow. You added your teeth as you began to bite around his ass whether it be one of his cheeks or around the hole itself. A mix of slight pain and pleasure only made it better.
It was obvious you both were at the point of cumming, Jacob could only whine whenever you bit or licked and as he stroked you the more you moaned which only caused vibrations which made the feeling for him even better. You couldn’t stop especially when you moved him where your nose could actually receive air so you were on autopilot. You wanted him to do badly cum but at the same time you couldn’t help but feel a sense of domination over him since you were the one guiding him after all. You stopped moving him around as you stopping tongue fucking his hole which made him stop as well. “W-why…why’d you stop?!” His whiny tone was a tune to hear as his whimpers and whiny breaths made it clear he was desperate to finish, almost as if he was right there. “Cmon babe please? I was just about to blow my load…” Jacob whined out as he creased his lips, the small giggle you let out not helping the situation.
“Say it again.” You stated, “oh my fucking god…please please please just- just keep going dude.” Jacob pleaded, if he could he would probably even get on his knees and beg and as hot as a sight like that would be you also were super close to finishing so you might as well humor him and totally not continue to finish yourself off too. You wrapped your arms once again around his waist as you pushed him down onto you as your tongue felt even more euphoric than before.
“Ohh-ho-hah..ho oh my fucking god for fucks sake i’m- oh fuck i’m gonna fucking cum-!“ Jacob moved his left hand from the wall onto his cock as he jerked it just as quick as he was with yours in his right hand. “mmM- fffkkk!” You moaned as loud as you could though Jacobs ass practically muffled it as you felt yourself nut which shot all across your stomach and a bit on Jacobs thighs. Though that didn’t stop you from going on his ass with what energy you got left, your nails now gripping sharply into his torso area as you moved your head quicker and quicker until Jacob was a moaning and utter mess and you felt like you were gonna crash.
“Jesusdude i-im fucking sensitive- a-oh-ho-hhh” Jacob ended his sentence with a long breath of pleasure as you finally nudged him off of you as he made his way to the edge of the bed, heavy breathing following as you sat up next to him copying his breathing. “W-was that okay?” you said, sweat now covering your top half as the moonlight reflected a lot more of that. “That was fucking awesome babe, shouldn’t have doubted your…well experienced tongue” Jacob took a second to think of what to say as he picked his boxers up again, as you stood up to put yours back on as well.
Jacob sat back down as you did the same, his arms wrapping themselves around your neck as you two kissed for what felt like a small infinity. Though Jacob pulling away only to climb back onto his bed gave you both the opportunity to think about what tomorrow has in store for you both.
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emlovslennon · 6 months
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hiiiii could you do teddy john and sort of “square” reader are rivals and always fighting. then one day she asks him why he teases her so much and he confesses he likes her 😸😸 thanks LOADSSSS
HIII IM SORRY THIS IS SO LATE IVE BEEN SO BUSY ITS INSANE but here we go ladies cuz we need more teddy boy content in our lives cuz there can never be enough teddy boy <3
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you and John have done nothing but butting heads recently, whether it be arguing over music taste or arguing over what a movie to watch, it’s just gotten more and more frequent.
“Y/n, move out of my fucking way dammit!” John yelled, you didn’t move a muscle as you stared up at him by the doorway, you guys were assigned partners for an art project for your college final and you two just wouldn’t quit, constantly going at it.
“No, quite frankly, Lennon, you’re not my father, so I don’t have to do anything you tell me to.”
“Yea? Well it’s my bloody house, if you know what’s good for ya, you’ll move.” He said, looking deep into your eyes, you froze, you couldn’t help but feel something deep inside, it felt strange, you couldn’t put your finger on it, even if you wanted to. I mean, there had to be a reason he’s been so brutal lately.
“Why are you acting like this John? You know, I’ve heard that when somebody acts like this, it means they like them and they’re just too embarrassed to admit it. Is that what this is? Hm?” You asked, he look stunned, you could slowly start to see a red flush paint his face, you couldn’t deny, it was the cutest thing you’ve ever seen.
“Y/n, please don’t start with that shit.” He said, softly shoving you out of his way to sit down on the couch.
“John, i don’t care, if this is why you’re being such a twat then I don’t mind… you know, you’re a very handsome man, John, if i do say so myself.” You said, speaking very quietly on the last part, but you know he heard. He turned to you and his blush intensified, he shifted in his seat.
“I.. y/n… fuck it, ya know what, I do like you, okay? Is that what you fucking want to hear? I just.. I feel like I’m just not good enough for ya cuz you’re little miss sunshine and rainbows and im probably the most hated fucking man in Liverpool.” He confessed, covering his face with his hands, you slowly walked over to him, removing his hands from his face and sitting next to him, placing his hands into your own.
“Listen, I know we have been at each others throats, but you could have just told me, i like you too, why do you think I always call you every night and try to see you every chance I get? I don’t care if you’re the most man wanted in Great Britain, I really like you and… I wouldn’t mind going around saying I’m John Lennon’s girlfriend.” You said comfortingly, John moved his hand to slowly caress your cheek, looking into your eyes again, but in a different kind of manner, it looked like the glare you give when you’re down right in love.
“Birdie.. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I’m so ashamed to have been so cruel to a precious thing like you. I’ve wanted you for so damn long, y/n. Will you forgive me, please? I’ll do anything for ya, I’m a fool, y/n, but it’s all for you.” He said, tears covering his eyes, he looked so vulnerable, you’ve never seen him like this, but coming to the realization you broke that wall down that he’s had for such a long time, is refreshing.
“John, of course, you don’t need to ask, I’m all yours Johnny, I promise.” You whisper, before leaning in to give him a long awaited kiss.
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OKAY THIS WAS ALSO SHORT BUT THIS ONE KINDA GOT ME INTO MY FEELINGS NGL BUT I REALLY HOPE YOU LIKED IT <33
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goldenempyrean · 1 year
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I love your writing! Could you do one where it’s just Wanda and Nat no reader where Wanda’s really sick and out of it and has really bad fever dreams and Nats comforts her please.
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Holding Her Through The Night
〚 Notes - Hey, I hope you don’t mind but since these requests are kinda similar I decided to put them together. Hopefully you like it! 〛
〚 Summary - Wanda’s having bad nightmares, Nat’s there to comfort her 〛
〚 Wordcount - 815 〛
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It was late into the night when Natasha felt a sharp jab in her stomach. Pulled from her sleep, she groggily looked down to see Wanda tossing and turning in a display of obvious distress.
The two women had been spooning as they slept, unfortunately Wanda had been sick for a couple of days now, for the most part her symptoms weren’t too awful but she just wasn’t able to shake her fever and it seems the poor dear really wasn’t getting a good night sleep either as it wasn’t long before her body was tossing again, her arm jabbing Nat in the side.
“Wanda, baby?” She speaks with a tenderness born of years of partnership and intimacy, her voice laden with obvious concern but Nat didn’t receive a reply, Wanda only continued to fidget restlessly. Her girlfriend really was the very image of a feverish mess, and quite frankly, it was worrying.
Natasha shifts closer, rubbing her thumb against the back of her girlfriend's neck and whispering soothingly, "It's okay... it's okay." The heat that radiates from Wanda's body is enough to raise her own temperature to discomfort's edge.
Natasha continued to whisper sweet nothings into Wanda’s ear until she finally woke up, her body bolting upright as she began to shake.
“Na-“ Wanda could bearly choke out her girlfriend’s name before she began sobbing, throwing herself into the arms of the redheaded-assassin. Both girls had seen the others in the throws of a nightmare, but never once had Nat seen Wanda so visibly shaken by one.
The warmth in Natasha's voice was the only thing keeping Wanda from breaking down in full-on panic. Her chest tightened with fear. What had she dreamed? She didn't even remember. It was just the feeling left behind, something horrible she was sure, even if she couldn't properly recognise it.
She's been reduced to a quaking puddle, no more than a shivering, whimpering mess. "N-Nat, I..." she stammers, her whole body vibrating from the effort. "I t-th-thought... I was-" Her voice cracking with the strain of so much emotional vulnerability and another sob chokes her.
“Its okay, you’re okay. You’re safe, we’re both safe. Nothing’s ever going to hurt you sweetie, I promise, I wont let anything bad happen to you.” Natasha soothed her quietly, reaching over to grab a tissue before dabbing at the tears streaming down Wanda’s cheeks.
Natasha continued to sooth her girlfriend, continuing to whisper her words of comfort until the soft whimpers eventually slowed.
Wanda blinks twice, a few stray tears lingering in the corners of her eyes, but her expression is noticeably more relaxed than it had been before. She leans against Natasha, resting her head on her shoulder and sniffling quietly. "I... thank you."
Natasha hums, resting a hand on Wanda's head. "Do you remember the dream at all?"
"I... yes... I was..." Wanda squeezes her eyes shut until her forehead wrinkles, her expression turning sour. "I was... so scared, and, and," She sniffles again. "I don't want to talk about it."
“Thats okay, you don’t need to talk about it if you don’t want too. But you should try and go back to sleep baby, you need to get some more rest.” Nat sighed as she gently slid her thumb beneath Wanda’s eye, wiping away the last of her tears.
Only Wanda shook her head, the thought of going back to sleep clearly wasn’t one that appealed to her, even with the fatigue of her fever hanging over her.
“Are you afraid to fall asleep because you think you’re gonna have another nightmare?” Natasha almost whispered the question as she ran her fingers down Wanda’s exposed arm.
Wanda nods her head in the affirmative, her lips curling away from her teeth and her jaw tightening. It's obvious she won't be willing to relax any time soon, too afraid to allow her mind to wander again.
Nat places her free hand beneath Wanda's face and gently lifts it, their eyes locking and their skin pressed against one another, “Wanda, I promise you, even if you have another nightmare, I’m going to be here for you, I’ll hold you the whole time, okay, baby? I wont let anything happen to you.”
"Okay..." Wanda whispers, swallowing as she meets Natasha's tender gaze. The soft press of their skin makes all of the lingering aches and fears seem smaller, less important than the woman right here, right now in this moment. Her lips begin to loosen into a smile. "...I love you."
Natasha smiles back and kisses the top of her forehead. "I love you too, sweetheart. Just sleep now, okay? It's gonna be alright. Nothing can hurt you when I'm right here."
Receiving a final kiss from her girlfriend, Wanda finally closed her eyes, allowing herself to slip back to sleep. Nat too kept her promise, she held her the whole time.
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britts-galaxy-brain · 11 months
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Oh no, anon is right. Ginger was hella about to be banned from my server at some point. I was far more lenient than I should have been and genuinely tried to resolve shit peacefully and then the stuff with "Turning Red" and "Encanto" happened in my server and they left.
Nathan made a bunch of jokes about how "Turning Red" should have focused or talked about 9/11, while we were trying to explain why that wouldn't happen. Mind you, both Ginger and Nathan knew this was a criticism started by MME and people started meming on him because of it, but regardless.
However, direct quote from Ginger: "Kinda a shame because Turning Red does have some problems with its pace, cohesion, and shallow characterization (as well as some very real stereotyping) that is even harder to talk about now that opinions like his muddied the waters"
When I pointed out/asked: "Wasn't the story written by a Canadian-Chinese woman though?" Ginger said that just because a film stars or is written by POC doesn't mean it's above criticism. And this is where I started to get admittedly annoyed. That may be true, but I also wanted to hear other Chinese-Canadians echo the same sentiment that Ginger held about the movie.
We had a bit of back and forth until I finally asked her: "Can you point me in the direction of someone who is chinese and someone who is Columbian who have made these criticisms? Like, I can see what you are saying but I would also appreciate hearing about criticisms from someone who isn't white. /gen" (mind you the tone indicator was very much included)
And Ginger shot herself in the foot when she said "I haven't read any for this film because they haven't been held up. Why do I have to find these sources to have these problems?" and Nathan literally just said "What the Fuck?" in response to me.
Ginger then proceeded to go on about how POC have rich and varied lives so "Why is their first big story about their cultural issues then?"
Which is... the dumbest fucking thing I have ever heard in my goddamn life, I cannot even begin to describe why this is so stupid, okay wow-
After I, politely, explained that perhaps as people of these ethnic and racial backgrounds that perhaps they wanted to discuss these issues because of their own experiences and that I'd still like to read or listen to a Chinese person discuss Ginger's talking points, I said that I didn't want us speaking over Chinese folks. And Ginger doubled down, claiming that she had her own thoughts and quote "I'm not speaking over anyone. I have my own thoughts, feelings, and concerns about a movies themes and problems."
If that isn't the literal definition of speaking over someone, I do not know what is.
And then after that, Nathan up and yells "This server has a real problem with autonomous thinking and respecting the views of anyone that doesn't 100% agree with them. I'm out."
Which literally isn't at all what happened. Then Nathan left right before I tried to explain why I believed he was wrong, to which Ginger said and these were her last words in my server:
"Yes. You are. And frankly I'm tired of feeling like this in here. This server has been an uncomfortable place to be in and I don't want to be part of it anymore. You all have a good night. Turning Red has problems. Later."
I sat there genuinely stunned for a few moments. While Ginger and Nathan were never obviously racist, they got so fucking whiny when I asked them to cite me a source of a Chinese person criticising "Turning Red" and a Colombian person criticising "Encanto" that it just goes back to this weird white knight shit.
They wanna sit there and be all progressive but when the Native American person is asking two white people to cite their sources and inadvertedly telling them to stop being white saviours, they double down. Not a cute look.
And mind you, this was just my personal experience. Some of my friends and I genuinely believe that one of our friends received anon harassment from one of them. The reason why we believe that is because the way the anon typed was eeriely similar to the way Nathan typed certain phrases. The guy is just generally unpleasant to be around.
Also everything about how Ginger and Nathan were being weird about autistic traits within characters and only seeing validity in them when they couldn't see their own autistic traits within them and Nathan shitting on OCs while then whining when one of my friends told him a read of "Jekyll and Hyde" that he ascribed to was "shallow" is also 100% true.
Quite frankly, Ginger has her head up her own ass and I believe a lot of it is thanks to Lily.
Wait he's the one who started the Turning Red 9/11 discourse?!! 💀💀
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otakween · 7 months
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Cyborg 009 BGOOParts Delete (2020) - Volume 4
Zooming to the finish line because frankly I want to be done with this manga so I can move onto something I'm actually invested in! Well actually, I realized that there are a few other Cyborg 009 things I haven't read yet, but they're all short and translated, so I'm not worried about them.
Ch. 22
I had to read this chapter twice because Hera's Japanese was so tricky. She talks in fancy-old-timey talk, no fair!
Essentially the Mythos cyborgs are brought back to life by Hera and Apollon is like "well wait a minute, we're now back to 100% health, but the numbers cyborgs are all beat up, I don't want to fight unless it's fair and square!" and then Hera's like "too bad!" and she uses her amulet to mind control all the Mythos cyborgs
Getting back into the "Mythos cyborgs are tragic characters" theme with Apollon being sick of being used over and over again by everyone.
Ch. 23
Finally stuff is happening other than boring battling/monologuing! In this chapter we learn Hera's backstory (she used to be Dr. Gaia's assistant Renate). I found it kinda hard to sympathize with her because in the flashback Gaia was like "mwahaha I'm going to take over the world with my Mythos cyborgs, sound good?" and she was like "power? Domination? Well...I guess!" Like, she didn't hesitate much.
Since Riko is incapacitated all of the Mythos cyborgs dissolve along with the battlefield where they were fighting. The double page spread where the numbers cyborgs were sent back undersea was well done.
It was kind of awkward how Joe was like "water? Pyunma's time to shine!" but then Pyunma was like "yeah, I can't do shit cuz if I bring Riko up to surface too fast she'll die." I feel like most of the cyborgs weren't exactly built to save people (like how Joe can't touch anyone while using his acceleration switch)
Ch. 24
Oof, this chapter was a bear to get through. At some point I gave up and started using DeepL translation (which worked surprisingly well). Basically the whole chapter was Gaia/Zeus/whatever monologuing about...idk world domination or something? Also, using and abusing the Mythos cyborgs for his own gain.
I lied, there's also a bit at the beginning of the chapter where Artemis and Francoise cry about how they don't wanna fight and Artemis is jealous over Francoise and Joe's relationship.
Ch. 25
Hera regains strength, this time possessing Riko' mom (Hitomi) instead of Riko. They drew Hitomi really goofy looking in the reveal and I couldn't take it seriously. Hera gets a monologue in while the numbers cyborgs regroup. God, this is boring.
Ch. 26
Now that I have DeepL translation on my side, I'm having more fun reading this lol. I can read normal character dialogue (like the butlers and the numbers cyborgs) just fine, but the Mythos folks and Professor Gaia/Zeus speak in an old-timey, pretentious way that's way too advanced for me >_<
In this chapter all the characters prep for the final battle. The Mythos cyborgs begrudgingly agree to fight one last time as they accept that they have no control over their own fates, but they also destroy the Mythos cyborgs copies/clones because they're sick of being resurrected over and over only to be used and abused. Zeus is like "how dare!" and then the orb thingy that they were all in sinks into the Aegean sea.
This chapter had some great, dramatic panels. Mainly the numbers cyborgs group shot at the end and the double page spread of the Dolphin.
Ch. 27
The fight begins between the numbers and mythos cyborgs and the mythos cyborgs debut a new strategy and new powers. The numbers cyborgs ponder the weirdness of their new tactics when they seem to send out one mythos cyborg at a time. They also learn that at least one of the mythos cyborgs now has the power to shape shift which complicates things.
009 picks up 006 to use him as a flamethrower. Was it established that Joe's acceleration doesn't harm other cyborgs? I can't remember, but that sounds right...(or do they all still have acceleration powers thanks to the Dolphin?)
Ch. 28
So it turns out that Zeus was the shape-shifter. He and Joe have a confrontation and Zeus transforms himself into Joe. They then pull that BS we've seen in every movie ever where Joe and Zeus try to convince the numbers cyborgs that THEY'RE the real Joe. Dun dun dunnnn.
002 proves which Joe is fake by flying him up into the sky and recreating the scene from the end of volume 10. He asks Zeus if he remembers the promise they made and Zeus!Joe gets the answer wrong. Jet drops him and all the other cyborgs fill him with bullets. At the last second tho, Hera teleports him away (potentially healing him?)
Onto the next! I thiiink the last volume is the last but I'm not entirely sure. Could be second to last, but 5 seems like a good number to end on. I'm pretty surprised after all this time no one has picked up this series for translation yet!! I'm not really a fan, but I know there a lot of Cyborg 009 superfans out there these days...oh well. I can deal with short series in Japanese. I just get fatigued after awhile with the longer ones.
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tiredassmage · 12 days
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Going through Discord notes makes me overly curious again, so sorry, not sorry. Risha and Corso's reaction to learning the truth about Leo's background
and/or
if they ever see Leo with/they meet Liv
He's been back on my mind lately, so I'm finally gonna take a stab at this! Leo has a kinda... relatively interesting dynamic with the rest of his crew to me, and the emphasis is on 'relatively' because I'm getting that by looking at his experiences versus a good many of the other SWTOR ocs I have. And that's... kinda that Leo still, after everything they go through, wouldn't jump to call any of them particularly close, and it still surprises him that Corso so casually and freely calls them "friends."
Before I get off-topic on a ramble I can feel on the tip of my tongue, I think Risha's the least surprised of the two of them because I think Risha had suspicions of something being a little wonky about this barely-together spacer from the start. Not specifically that he was an Imperial defector, mind, but something or a series of somethings probably had to happen to make Leo the way he is, in her mind, and she's often quite perceptive with people. Risha's business is knowing how to make other people work for her business - which probably makes her a bit of a stronger leader in the crew as far as the ability to make snap decisions with a stiff lip and stand by them than Leo, but it's convenient for all of them to mostly go along with Leo being the captain. Most of the time.
I think the biggest snort and surprise for Risha would be that he was a soldier. Because he sure as hell doesn't act like one. But I think the puzzle pieces just sort of fit to her when she has them all assembled. Liv being his sister is an understandable reason for Leo to be in contact with her. Leo's fondness for her speaks of his opinion of her and her ideals and personality, and thus circles back into an explanation for why he protects her - or tries to, in what ways a somewhat haphazard smuggler might be able to. Risha probably ribs him about acting nothing like a soldier and having a problem with authority and she can't possibly imagine where it comes from, more than anything else. (A sentiment dripping with ribbing sarcasm, because she has plenty a good idea on where it came from.) She doesn't necessarily like Leo not telling her about these things sooner, but then she did run him across the galaxy and back several times with very little explanation before her own father that she didn't mention was her father earlier tried to shoot him for flying into the event horizon of a black hole on his request to retrieve treasure.
So, y'know. Details. That just makes Risha a more effective blackmailer than Leo when she needs him to actually do something.
Corso, on the other hand, I think is a bit more torn than he knows what to do with at times with Leo. Specifically in regards to Leo and Liv's relationship, Corso I think values family so strongly that... while he might not be initially fond of the idea that Liv's been working for Imperial Intelligence, Leo still sees her as his sister. And he'd do a lot for her - something that's evident, even if Leo tries to blow him off. Frankly, I think Corso would be even more upset with him if Leo didn't return Liv's evident worry for his well-being.
It might be a bit of a reality check for him as to why Leo tries to avoid getting too particular about picking sides in the war - and I think that's a bit sobering. Leo and him occasionally touch each other off by the edge of wires, if you will, because Corso's got a pretty clear and unwavering moral compass that Leo doesn't always seem to clearly follow and I think... Leo worries a little that Corso sees a better person in him than exists in reality. But at the end of the day, I think what matters to Corso is that he sees Leo's loyal to the very small handful of people he does care about.
And no, Leo's efforts aren't exactly perfect... Maybe they are more often far from it, but, in the end... What he's doing - and trying to do - is, genuinely, for the good of the few people in that handful. And that's something I think Corso can respect, despite the places where Leo is gruffer and gets his knees and knuckles scuffed trying to wrangle a manageable life out of the maws of the metaphorical krayt dragon. Leo isn't really built to be fighting those, but damn if he doesn't try when it comes knocking. (Or... okay, sometimes trying to fight the metaphorical krayt dragon involves a 'tactical retreat' of 'running away,' but. Leo usually comes 'round. And Corso thinks he deserves some credit for that, too.)
The short of it all for them both then I guess is that it... makes the kinda chaotic entity that is Leo and his life make a bit more sense, really. For Risha, that's more a strictly logical puzzle with pieces falling where they should to give her a better idea of the full picture, whereas for Corso it's a bit more emotionally fueled - something like proof that Leo ain't as bad as he tries to say he is, sometimes. And in the end, they've stuck together this long. That counts for something. Even if Leo doesn't really always know what that 'something' is.
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obsidiancreates · 6 months
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Some thoughts/criticisms of Battle of the Five Armies because I'm back on my Hobbit Movies bullshit
Should've put more screen time (and by "more" I mean "any at all") into Thorin's descent into the Gold Madness/Dragon Sickness. A lot of BotFA feels, to me, a bit... meandering. Like they needed to hit a certain length but weren't fully sure how to fill it (and I think that also shows in how it's the shortest of all 3 movies, at least Extended Edition-wise). We go right from "They all watched Smaug die," to "He's been down there for days and he's as Gold-Mad as Thror." We needed more connective tissue between those scenes- even just a scene of Bilbo noticing Thorin is refusing food, maybe trying to convince him to eat ("Thorin, take your share." "I've no need of it." "You can't live on gold alone, you know, heh, ahem." "We shall see, Master Baggins.") or something like that.
I get why Smaug died in the first twenty minutes. I do! There's both story reasons as well as behind-the-scenes logistical reasons (can y'all imagine what these movies would've been like if they'd had Reasonable Deadlines, less studio pressure, and more ethical cast and crew treatment? It would've fixed any of the CGI issues, they could've cleaned up some of the odd pacing and editing moments, none of those awful "QUICK QUICK QUICK WE'RE ALMOST OUT OF TIME!" moments in the Appendices would've existed... Fuck Warner Bros, man. Peter Jackson obviously had a lot to do with a lot of the unethical overtime and expectations and wasted time/effort, but like Warner Bros also contributed to this Massively). Anyway, I get why Smaug died so early into the movie. But god, I wish he hadn't. Now I haven't read the novel to it's end in about 13 years give or take- I keep picking it up, getting a good ways in, forgetting to continue, and then picking it up and starting over at the beginning- but I remember Smaug's death being a very Little Thing in the book, since it was Third-Person limited (mostly) and Bilbo wasn't in Laketown. I know that this wasn't a moment of Inaccuracy (though honestly I don't mind most of the inaccuracies but that's for another post some other time) but it was a moment of Deeply Unsatisfying Payoff. Again, I understand why! It's kinda unsatisfying in the novel too- frankly, a lot of the ending stuff in The Hobbit is, but you didn't hear that from me, got it? I'm not sure, exactly, what I wish was different about it. Killing Smaug at the end of Desolation wasn't really a viable or satisfying option either, and focusing more on Laketown would've gotten tedious and repetitive- only so much Burning and Screaming can be made into Watchable Cinema at one time. I think perhaps a larger focus on Gandalf and his experiences with Sauron could've worked here- especially if Sauron is somehow Aware of Laketown falling and uses this to mock and torment Gandalf, speaking of how the quest of the dwarves has truly failed and Middle-Earth is soon to fall the same way- but again, I understand why they didn't do that, that's just a lot of Ian McKellen sitting in a birdcage getting Taunted by an Eyeball. So I don't know what I would've had them change, and I think a not insignificant amount of this Dissatisfaction is unavoidable given the glossed-over nature of the very same plot point in the book. But it's still saddening, especially since they nailed Smaug so well and he's such a fun villain to watch on screen. Azog... a good deal less so.
Bro we couldn't have had one line where they were like "OH GOD FILI KILI BOFUR AND OIN ARE STILL DOWN THERE!" when they were watching Laketown burn? One show that someone remembered FOUR OF THEIR PARTY IS STILL THERE?!
Some of the line deliveries in this movie were an... interesting, choice, to make into the final cut. I'll chalk it up to Those Damn Studio Deadlines, though.
I know I already talked about this but SERIOUSLY WHERE WAS THE CONNECTIVE TISSUE OF THORIN'S MADNESS, IT AIN'T EVEN IN THE EXTENDED THE EXTENDED IS MOSTLY THE ACTUAL BATTLE (plus the Best Scene In The Movie where Balin alludes to Bilbo to keep the Arkenstone hidden forever, which it's a crime that was left out of the theatrical by the way).
Yeah okay the Kili and Tauriel parting at the shore was kind cliched and acted weird. Again I'll chalk it up to The Deadlines.
If we could've have had the Connective Tissue scene(s), I wish the reunion with Bofur, Oin, Fili, and Kili had been a proper scene and not just a quick cutaway. It would've been a great opportunity to catch them and the audience up on Thorin's condition and how he got to that state, as well as establish how The Company In General feels about it earlier into the movie.
Again, I know why they didn't... but even a hint that the Madness was taking the other Dwarves at least a little bit would've been nice. I truly feel that, by the time of The Ramparts, the party was at a point where at least 1 or 2 of them would've decided to go with Bilbo, and a hint that they're all slightly under the spell of the gold in the way Thorin is would've really made their decision to all 12 of them stay behind make more sense. Yes, Thorin is their king and their leader and their friend and Dwarves are known to be very loyal- but Bilbo has stood in as a leader, rescuer, and friend often enough that I think one or two of the party, in their own fully right minds, would've chosen to go with him, especially after witnessing such a horrific display from Thorin.
The pacing of the movie in general Needs Some Help, that can't go unsaid- but again, Those Damn Deadlines. The amount of palpable stress from the crew in the Appendices is genuinely stressful and heart-wrenching, and I blame the majority of my issues with this movie- and the other two- on Warner Bros being completely unreasonable with their time expectations. Especially since they pushed this 2-movie project into being 3 movies, like Fuck off, Warner Bros.
GOD I WISH MORE OF THE RING STUFF HAD CARRIED OVER FROM DESOLATION. Like again I get why it didn't, this movie kind of takes some of the focus off Bilbo and uses that extra attention on Thorin and Bard and Legolas, which I enjoy. But still, The Ring Moments in Desolation were so good, and the effect The Ring had on Bilbo in Desolation is not unlike the effect the gold has on Thorin- but Bilbo is better at fighting it. It would've been nice to see something done with that, especially as Thorin was falling to madness and Bilbo maybe recognized some of the signs from his own experiences like the one in Mirkwood. But also THE RING STUFF WAS SO COOOOOOLLLLLLLLL I WANT MORE OF ITTTTTTTTTTTTTT
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not-alien-girl-v · 1 year
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Hi!!! I was wondering if I could request a pre-death Kyle Spencer x Gn!reader?
Something along the lines of the reader being forced to go to a party with their friends and being obviously uncomfortable so Kyle comes over to talk to them and hopefully make them more comfortable but they keep blowing him off (in like an anxious way) and he just keeps persisting until they finally get comfortable enough to talk to him. Then something happens between reader’s friends and the rest of Kyle’s frat boys (like an argument or something) which makes reader kinda shut down so Kyle brings them outside and helps them and eventually asks them for their number or something?
I’m sorry that was so all over the place, my brain can’t have a single thought at a single point of time LMAO. Thank you in advanced for even just reading this and a bigger thank you if you decide to try it! <3
warning: language uhh party stuff like drinking or whatever. i don’t know. does anyone actually read these
note: hehe i took my sweet time writing this hehehe. also this sucks
“i didn’t say it wouldn’t be fun, i just said i didn’t want to go,” y/n snaps from the backseat. hazy yellow lights from december-like decorated houses whirr past the window their head rests on and the others occupying the car are getting on her last nerve, quite frankly.
some enjoy living a wild life, or at the very least a life of excitement, and that’s perfectly fine. it’s the way y/n’s friends choose to live their own lives, and as adults, y/n respects that. they just don’t understand why their dumbass friends need to rope y/n into it all.
tonight, the culprit is violette, a young woman not notorious for living a party-filled lifestyle, but quite prone to speaking her own mind, which gets her lots of attention, and in that, invited to crazy parties like the one y/n is currently being dragged to, but it can get her into trouble quite often. too often, in y/n’s opinion, but that’s violette’s problem, not their’s.
“do you ever want to go?” violette drags out their annoyance verbally, and if y/n’s arms were longer, they’d reach up front and smack her, but lucky for violette, she was the one driving, and y/n knew better than to cause a car accident. it would prevent them from going to the party though…
shaking the thought from their troubled head like an etch a sketch, y/n finds the words to clap back. “no! how many times do i have to make that clear! i hate parties!”
violette sighs. “then why did you agree to come over when i said we were getting ready?”
“i thought we were just gonna play dress up…” y/n trails off, trying not to cringe at their own words, something they do too often. sometimes it’s better to just shut up and let them have it.
“what are you, 10?” y/n’s mouth opens to speak but violette won’t allow it. “who cares. anyway, we’re here now. you can stay in the car like a freak or you can come socialize like a normal adult. your choice. but you can’t leave because i’m getting shitfaced tonight.”
the door slams behind violette as she skips off to the party and now y/n sighs, feeling like it’s all they ever do these days. y/n hates parties, but they do love violette, and ditching them alone at a party would be a trashy friend move, right?
right! so with that, y/n gets out of the car, feeling renewed in their sense of meaning at this event. they’re not here to mingle, to get drunk, anything stupid like that, they’re just here to watch their friend. that sounds perfect.
kicking rocks across the paved walkway up to the door, y/n approaches the big wooden slab tastelessly left open, like a big neon sign saying ‘come on in!’
something about that calms their nerves just the tiniest bit, knowing that anyone is welcome here, and with that, they open the door, mentally screaming in relief when no heads turn once they enter, no record scratch or loud gasp.
still, they don’t feel at home, but it’s a good start. they hope they can stay undetected like this forever, just a minor background character in everyone’s narrative.
scanning the room, they find an empty lounge chair in a mostly empty room, a few stragglers leaning against a wall, red solo cup in hand but ultimately talking amongst themselves, making it a perfect place for y/n to sit and look at their phone for a good long while.
but alas, it wasn’t meant to be. unbeknownst to y/n, their mousy entrance did not go completely unnoticed. the moment they stepped foot through the door, they caught the eye of a a young blond man, surrounded by his pack of likewise young men, all identical in breed and morals, at least in y/n’s opinion, who crowded around him in conversation so densely he nearly lost sight of the attractive individual making their way to the living room.
it wasn’t until he broke free from his hoard of young men did he catch sight of them once again, sinking into a chair, his favorite chair, as this was his frat house/residence. he soon decided this will be his talking point.
“great chair, huh?” he sneaks up behind them like a creep and watches them jolt in surprise, turning around slowly like a character in a horror movie about to get murdered, and sends him a nod paired with a tight lipped smile.
expecting them to have actually responded, kyle takes a moment to himself to recollect himself, finding another approach quickly enough before it’s too weird how long he’s been standing behind them, staring at the back of their head.
“so, you come here often?” kyle pressures on them to talk, wondering if their voice is as lovely as they look. he knows it’s a stupid question, as he lives here and he’s never seen them before, but he doesn’t care at all.
“no, first time,” their hands wring together behind their phone, picking at their pop socket and kyle perceives this as just a simple gesture of boredom, which is something kyle can easily fix for them.
taking a leap of faith, he perches himself on the arm of the chair. y/n leans ever so slightly into the other arm, away from him so they can keep a closer eye on him to make sure he’s not up to something, which he seems as if he may be.
“cool, really cool. you drinking anything tonight? anything i can getcha?” once he’s in host mode, y/n relaxes just the slightest in the knowledge that they just need to shoot him down and he’ll leave them alone soon.
“no, i’m driving,” they nod their head in an attempt to convince him they were alright and he could leave now, but he didn’t.
“oh, you’re here with somebody? who are you here with?”
again, their hands go to the pop socket on the back of their phone, popping out, popping in, out, in, rapid fire. their gaze steadies into the other room, onto violette, who’s playing beer pong with a few frat guys who’s names y/n never bothered to learn, not that they needed to know them anyways.
kyle follows their line of vision, landing on violette. “you’re here with little miss crazy? how’s a person like you become friends with a girl like her?”
y/n’s not sure what this guy’s deal is but he just will not leave and do anything else. it’s not that he’s annoying, or that he’s unattractive, because that’s actually far from the truth, but y/n didn’t anticipate meeting someone new tonight, they need at least a week to prepare before having brand new interactions with a stranger like this, it’s just what introverts do.
“i don’t know, she’s just my friend,” not once in this entire conversation does y/n fully meet kyle’s eyes with their own and somehow he doesn’t realize it at all, but he doesn’t need to when a loud commotion begins in the other room.
“get the fuck out of here, you bitch!” a man, one of kyle’s boys, yells at someone who y/n can only assume to be violette, and their suspicions are confirmed when they hear violette screaming back.
“why? because you don’t want your besties to know how rapey you are?” violette’s voice echoes through the entire house and everyone’s attention is unintentionally drawn to the fight slowly accumulating.
“is this not concerning to you?” y/n finally shows genuine interest in speaking to kyle, it’s a shame that it’s paired with a look of worry written on their face. their breathing is picking up rapidly and their body starts to shake.
“this whole thing? it happens twice a week. we don’t call her little miss crazy for nothing, always coming in here, stirring up something big, we just let her, it’s good entertainment,” kyle shamelessly smiles at his own words as he stares at the theatrical argument unfolding, but when he turns back to look at the person who’s name he never caught, they’re gone. one quick slam of the front door informs him where they went.
he bounds through the door, head whipping back and forth until he spots them on the pavement, leaned up against the back of a car, head in their hands. confused, he approaches with care.
“hey, you alright? what happened in there?”
their breathing is still labored and quick, like they’re hyperventilating and kyle doesn’t really know what to do other than take a slow seat beside them, back leaned against the car he hopes is theirs and not some random person’s.
still, he’s not sure on what to do, but he wraps a careful arm around their shoulders, weary not to seem too creepy by this action, and he gently rubs his hand up and down their shoulder.
it takes a few minutes of deafening silence for y/n to calm down and fully recover, but once they do, kyle has no idea what to say, so they realize they will have to break the silence.
“i’m sorry, i just really can’t handle fights like that,” y/n doesn’t move from next to him, in fact, they stay frozen in place in hopes kyle doesn’t want to move, either.
“it’s okay, they aren’t for everyone.”
when neither of them know what to say after, kyle changes the subject. “i’m kyle by the way.”
the moon is out tonight, it’s shining brighter than usual, and y/n can’t remember if it’s a waning or waxing gibbous, or what gibbous even means, but it sure is beautiful.
“so, now’s the part where you tell me your name.”
“oh, right. it’s y/n,” they grin. kyle smiles back.
“it’s nice to meet you, y/n, is this okay?” y/n’s eyes narrow in confusion until they realize he’s referring to his arm, still layed upon their shoulders.
“yeah, it’s fine,” they try their hardest not to stutter their words and sound stupid but it comes out that way, anyway. who cares?
“well, you really need to learn to let loose if you’re gonna be going to parties and all that. maybe i could help you out a little.” kyle stands up, pivoting back to face them and outstretching his hands for them to grab. he hoists them off the concrete.
“oh really?” they sound condescending but they mean it genuinely, what could he have to offer?
“really. one condition though,” one pointed look to them and they can’t help but laugh a little just at his ridiculous aura.
“what’s that?”
“that you give me your number.”
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maideninorange · 11 months
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Touch FumiIyo! (I really gotta do one of the prompts you sent me back in April someday, you have been writing me a good deal of FumiIyo from these requests after all~)
(Ah, take your time! They're there for when ya feel like it!)
3. Touch
Iyozane looked the upside-down Fumikado up and down, their hands on their hips with a very unamused expression on their face.
They weren't quite sure how they were able to get stuck in a modified youkai trap, but somehow, that wasn't completely unexpected knowing them.
"So how did you get stuck in here this time?" They finally asked once Fumikado started to squirm under their gaze.
"So the trap caught that blasted scoundrel, ya know? Didn't even know what hit them until they walked right into it!"
Iyozane nodded. Tsugumi had suggested modifying the various youkai traps in the surrounding forest to catch them, so that didn't shock them. That did nothing to explain why Fumikado had their leg bound by a rope and their arms bound together with some sort of sticky adhesive though.
"And how are you here and not them?"
Then, they see the look in their eyes they always get when they realized they screwed up, "Well...I maybe forgot to add the sealing magic to the amber. So they kinda sorta swapped places with me and...Yeah..."
And there's today's screw up. Iyozane let out a long sigh, facepalming hard. Tsugumi is no doubt going to give them an earful for forgetting the most critical component of the trap.
But quite frankly, that's the least of their worries right now. After all, that villain in black has quite the penchant for not leaving things well alone. As far as they know, they could be heading back even as they speak with some nasty plan already in mind.
As if reading their mind, Fumikado chuckled nervously, "So uh... Iyozane, would ya mind helping me out here?"
"You can't get out yourself?"
"My arms are stuck!" They whine, "So please, can you just get me down now?"
"...Might as well." Someone had to. The mental image of their idiotic boss being tortured was not one they wanted to see the reality of, in their opinion.
So Iyozane got to work, floating up to help with the amber binds. They whimper a little as they use a little chilling magic to solidify it, not wanting to touch them anymore than they had to.
Unsurprisingly, Fumikado began to struggle against the sensation. It wasn't a pleasure one, no doubt.
What did surprise them was when the rope abruptly snapped, sending both of them toppling to the ground. With Fumikado right on top of them of course.
Rats. On the plus side, that along with the effects of their magic were enough to break the amber, freeing them fully.
"I'm free!!!" Fumikado looked down at them. They then wince, "Ooh... You alright there, Iyozane?"
Iyozane nodded mindlessly. The touch of Fumikado's bare skin against theirs was enough to make their brain short circuit. They didn't even resist as they pull them up to their wobbly feet.
How embarrassing. Iyozane looks away, hoping Fumikado didn't notice. The touch felt good, they must admit...
But even so, seeing Shitodo Kuroji armed with some needle and a certain snake right behind them was enough to make Iyozane shriek in terror. They can only hope they and Fumikado can get away in time...
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Hi! I wanted to bring up this video about why Michael changed since it was recommended to me by YouTube and I watched it out of curiosity (even though I already know the answer), and I was disappointed by the credit it gives Apollonia’s death. I don’t care for how the YouTuber claims that the Sicily sequence shows us how much Michael “loves” Apollonia- all it shows is him playing the role that he must in that society in order to marry her (and therefore be allowed to relieve himself in a socially acceptable way due to desperation, as we know 🤢). None of it seemed like a natural display of chemistry or frankly even behavior (I’m aware of what he says in Part III about loving her, but the thing about storytelling is that you’re supposed to show, not tell). The two of them kinda just seemed to be going through the motions throughout the whole thing tbh. We know what he wants (which should’ve been made clearer in the film), and we can figure out what she wants based on how she only smiles at Michael once she touches the golden necklace he gives her. I’m aware we get that one scene of them bonding (which only proves what she also wanted was freedom) but besides that, it honestly proves nothing- if anything, I bet if they met under normal circumstances, Michael would’ve been like a big brother figure to Apollonia and taught her some American things, and at most they would’ve been friends (since I’d even argue that romantically, she is not his type, and honestly how do we know Apollonia even likes men at all and wasn’t giving into comphet? Lmao). To call what they had “love” and then credit her death for his change is stupid and cringe imo.
Anyway, moving on to the YouTuber’s next point, I’d say Michael seems different when he returns to Kay due to all the trauma that keeps occurring in his life and how he keeps bottling it up inside, not because he’s mourning a teen he only knew for a few weeks. Trauma has been proven to wear on people over time who feel like they’re losing their support system and aren’t expressing their emotions in a healthy way. He also is closed off to Kay because he’s ashamed of what he’s done- it reminds me of that scene from The Lion King in which Simba is hesitant to tell Nala what he’s been through out of fear that she’ll turn away from him. Again, all this could’ve been explained better through dialogue and framing.
Finally, I disagree with the YouTuber’s speculation that Michael would’ve stayed in Sicily with Apollonia for a few years if Sonny didn’t die. We know Michael was bored out of his mind there so I don’t think he’d stay there just for her. Besides, I don’t think that their relationship would even last that long lmao. I don’t get why people give this random teen he wanted to sleep with so much credit for his development 💀💀💀. At first I sort of believed in the ship due how the shippers are so good at gaslighting, but then I finally started using my brain lol. Again, I also blame the movie itself for how it inaccurately adapted this whole arc from the book.
Speaking of the book, I’ve only read excerpts of it, but I recall Michael saying to Vito that he sought revenge not only for Sonny and Apollonia, but also because it’s the right thing to do. I think it just boils back to Michael taking things personally and having that sense of justice that never seemed to fully leave him. For all we know, he was angry due to being betrayed (like you’ve pointed out in one of your posts) and felt bad that an innocent life that he knew was taken due his own carelessness. Anyway, I know that this is long but I wanted to share my thoughts on this video since I enjoy discussing this franchise! Hope you have a great day!
“I don’t get why people give this random teen he wanted to sleep with so much credit for his development.”
THIS. This right here. 👆🏻 At this point, it’s almost annoying as to how obsessed people are with the whole Michael and Apollonia thing. It literally mentions in the book that Michael couldn’t even go near Apollonia if he wanted to, that marriage was the custom to do anything with a woman and Michael even wondered why people continued to believe/do these things when he compared it to the culture in the USA. It was extreme for Michael but as you said, he was bored. It literally mentions he. Was. Bored.
Michael was wandering the countryside every day with his bodyguards trying to see the country and entertain himself, but he was utterly bored. Everyday he waited for word from his father to come back lmao he didn’t want to be in Sicily. In all that time, he was also thinking about what he did and he thought of Kay everyday, assuming she also must have put two and two together and ended up hating him, but that didn’t stop Michael from continuing to wonder about her. In the book it also mentions Michael felt bad for leaving Kay behind with a word. He wondered what she was doing a lot.
There’s a lot of scenes in the book where Michael and Kay have sex. A lot. 😂 So it made sense to see in the book that Michael was not just bored, but horny. He only wanted to “possess” Apollonia, keep her to himself and Michael didn’t care for her personality or her shyness. He was solely fixated on her looks and wanted to please her and her family (mind you, Apollonia’s father was so happy his daughter’s beauty got them a rich, powerful groom) and so all Michael mentions is Apollonia’s physical aspect. During breakfast, Michael gets jealous enough to want to hurt Apollonia’s brother because he made her laugh. That’s not love, that’s an intense lust and toxic desire. 🥴
And when Michael married Apollonia, all he continued to talk about was her looks, despite Apollonia being nervous about the wedding night and wanting her mother to stay the night too. And then it goes on to mention that for a week or two straight, Michael kept Apollonia with him in the house and the word “sex slave” was mentioned in the sense that Michael basically did nothing but have sex with her all the time.
There is literally no love between these two and everyone knows it. There’s ships, and then there’s this weird, obsessive gaslighting, major misogynistic Kay slander thing going on where everyone wants Michael and this 17 year old to be soulmates so bad that apparently Apollonia turned him into such a cruel, cold man. Okay, please… 😂😂😂 I’m glad to hear I’m not the only one that finds this actually fucking ridiculous. It’s delusional.
The book mentions Michael loved two things: His father and Kay. That’s it. Watching the Sicily sequence on film is so annoying because you can see Francis deliberately tried to make it a love story gone wrong (coupled with gaslighting shippers now on the internet) even though that wasn’t Mario Puzo’s intention.
Michael’s entire relationship with Apollonia is predatory and because of him, she died. He ruined Apollonia’s life and Apollonia and her family are shitty in their own sense because they wanted Michael for his power and money. That’s literally all there is to it.
A lot of people also forget Michael didn’t go see Kay until a year after he returned to the US. He was working in the family business with Vito and it’s very obvious at that point that Michael will succeed his father as Don.
Michael and Apollonia were never in love with each other. I for once would like to hear someone point out how Apollonia loves Michael. (Spoiler alert: she doesn’t.) Everyone looooooves talking about how Michael loves Apollonia, but never if Apollonia loves Michael. How does that work? Lmao. And if Kay constantly has to be mentioned and slandered, then I think it’s already obvious… 🥴
Thank you for sharing this analysis with me!! 😂❤️ I loved it! You’re absolutely right and I agree with you. Of course, everyone can interpret Michael’s changes differently but I mean… Once I read the book and saw that no, Apollonia had no effect on Michael’s change, I’m like… 👁️👄👁️ it was Sonny’s death that changed Michael and I will die on this hill.
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i have SO MANY hc's abt martin's family?? like. they're canon to me now. let me try n tell y'all, but btw some ages are not. still very set but yh. also i'll focuse on his mother's side cause i hc martin as half-polish half-korean, n while he does keep in contact, it is far away. but i guess i'll start this hc list by saying:
the first time martin does go to korea is when his mother goes to the care home (or whatever you'd call it) n he feels safe enough to do so. he's around 22/23 years old. the entire family is delighted to see him and all speak english with him, some more broken than others, but martin did learn korean (i hc that he is pretty good at learning languages) n pleades them to let him use it.
also they were shocked at how old he is now, since this part of the family is the one with the most children, so ofc they dont have time for everyone, but omg!! adult!! has a job!! also they dont judge him for not finishing college, and a lot of them are also fat or chubby. just fyi. when he leaves, they decide to send him soju on any given holiday, his birthdays, his mum's birthdays, etc. to the point where martin Does Not Know what to do with all the alcohol in his home.
martin's polish grandparents have kept their lives very secret due to the fact that they had to run away from the country due to committing crimes. they flew to england, and changed their names. they chose blackwood as the last name because it was an author that they both liked n also the reason why they met. the only reason his family ever found out abt this is because after they had died, the children were cleaning their room and stuff n found some journals with their original names ripped, scribbled, painted over, etc. it's the biggest mystery in his family, right next to what happened to his father
the polish side of the family has 6 children, 8 originally, but one died at birth and another tragically went missing when he was five. it consists of 4 women and 2 men (the two dead children were 2 boys, n according to their ages, these siblings had a pattern of boy-girl-boy-girl, which is kinda funny).
the oldest is Uncle Ron, then it's martin's mum, then the boy who died at childbirth, then twins 1 girl 1 boy, then another aunt, then the missing child, and finally the youngest sister, Aunt Z short for Zelda. She is 12 years older than martin
(btw i did math for this just so yknow) forget what i said abt the ages i got it all figured out SO: (martin is 28 for reference) Uncle ron- 54; Martin's mum- 53; dead son- 21 years older; twins- 47; Aunt- 44; missing son- 14 years older; Aunt Z- 40. i do not have months n shit figured out cuz frankly i dont give a fuck but yh. also his grandma was 23 when she had Ron, his grandpa was also 23 but he is 2 months younger than her
Uncle Ron is a sweetheart and Martin's fav uncle. He has a cottage and a farm up in scotland, with a forest surrounding it, and he has an affinity for befriending the wild animals in it, most importantly, bears, which i just found out do not exist there but tbh theres fear god thingies in this universe so u can fuck off if u pull my none existent PENIS because of this, anyways. he introduced 5 year old martin to them and the mama bear at the time thought he was one of her cubs n almost took him away. Uncle Ron has photos of all of this. martin has those photos on his phone. Also Uncle Ron is pretty lean, more than 2 meters tall, n also ace and pan. He found this out much later in life but he's proud he did and is very happy rn. His voice is akin to Con O'Neill but a lil deeper and with some accent from the years living in Scotland (besides the english accent i mean)
imma skip martins mum, except for the fact that recently i thought of the hilarity of her being bisexual and knowing martin was gay since he was 5, but got meaner when he came out because of bad luck, she also got sicker n therefore her mind deteriorated more then. Martin only finds this out through his Aunt Z when he first started his archival assistant job. boy was going through it.
THE TWINS! i dont have names yet BUT the aunt is known for being a bit bland but nice, with a horrid first marriage but now doing much better with her second husband. she did, however, with the second one, create a HELLISH pair of twins, also boy n girl, who martin babysat Once. never again. she's also bisexual but isnt very sure so she doesnt think much abt it. the uncle, however, went to prison, for aggravated assault and attempted murder (the guy was a nazi and also just a horrible person besides that fact, so he does not regret it); because of good behaviour he got out earlier, around the time martin was 17. he had only been in martin's life since he was 2 so he kinda missed a lot, like him coming out, which he does, which his uncle responds with him telling him that "it's not rly homosexuality if youre on top, i know it, i did that while i was locked up." martin didnt have much to comment but im happy to report that a decade just relaxing and coming back to normal life again has made him realize a lot of things, like the fact that he is gay. he's out of the country, in Portugal, just chilling n living life, still single btw hehe.
the next aunt is the one everyone hates since she is homophobic n racist n just a cunt rly. also shes the only one who is naturally blonde which was just a red flag from the start /hj; everyone else is a raging red head, darker the older you are, the only exceptions being the twins, the aunt is strawberry blonde and the uncle has dark brown hair, almost black. no one cares for the homophobic aunt, since shes also out of the country, somewhere in the USA
AND AT LAST!!! Aunt Z... listen im gonna be honest with y'all, i based her entire personality on Katya, the drag queen, lil bits n bobs, the only difference is that she pursued an art career but was in and out of rehab for most of Martin's childhood, only truly coming out when he was around 23/24 years old, getting back to work and having more sober fun. she is a delight, and isnt afraid of helping martin out with money problems since her time in rehab got her into some great contacts n her art is booming, which also means shes travelling a lot. she is the only one martin truly accepts help from just because she will annoy the fuck out of u otherwise so. u might as well. also, i have some au's where she meets the archival crew and falls in LOVE with Tim n Sasha, she loves them; she is pan, leans more towards girls, and may be non binary but she isnt sure yet, she'll figure it out.
regarding children n cousins, martin is the oldest bby in both families. besides the demon twins, the homophobic aunt has some kids but she had them all the way over on the USA so they dont know them well. the boring aunt, besides the twins from the second marriage, has an older child with the first one, and they are non binary, as well as having a pet frog and snake, whom Martin loves. they're also goth, and remind Martin of gerry once they read his statements. there's no other children.
on the korean side of the family, theres 4 children, one of them being martin's father, status unknown, and their mother is alive. she also cooks very well, tho ofc her children help her as well, but she likes doing things herself. when martin goes there the first time he cried when he ate her food and had to quickly reassure her that its because he loved it too much.
martin's father is the oldest, then a sister, and then 2 younger brothers. i dont have names yet nor ages more because martin also doesnt rly interact with them much, tho he wishes he did.
this is the family with a lot of children. ignoring martin's father, the sister had 4 children, the next brother had 5, and the last brother had 4, making that 13 children. and yes, the two brothers workship their wives, cuz ofmg. the only thing i have rn is that the oldest cousin of martin's from this side is only some months younger than him, and one of his cousins is actually studying art in the UK, so they're pretty close. she's on her last year when martin is 28. his youngest cousin on this side of the family is 13, and martin is his fav cousin btw. mostly because whenever they would all play games, during that first visit, whenever martin would sit out of a game, he'd help his bby cousin cheat and win. all his other cousins are incredibly offended by this.
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ok finished ep 1 :3c randdommm thoughts
firstlyyyy !! hmmm, as an ep? unsure how to feel about this one! in terms of like- progression? does that make sense. idk how to say it... bc it kinda pulls the rug out a few times to the point where im like hmmm idk; i feel like this coulda been done different. does that... make sense? usually i like that abt farscape but here, part of me feels like it was just a "well we're back several steps, and not in a good way that instills frustration, or that was properly exploratory, but just in a this was sort of filling out screentime sort of way" but eh. shrug. it still had a lota lot of good in it:3
ALSO i kind of wanted aeryn to be separated for a good while in terms of what that could do for, like, the story. i think it'd be interesting - because right now, hm.. idk. i feel like crais by himself, with talyn? well im just not so sure!! and again im talking, like, strictly speculatively and in terms of story. so, IM ABSOLUTELY GIVING IT A CHANCE, BTW! especially bc i think farscape does often prove me wrong. however i am GOING 2 speak my truth hereeee [looks shy] ...
i donttt... realllyy... ehrrm.. care for crais and what theyve done with him so far. its not that i dont LIKE him. but he really isnt anything interesting at all to me. shrug. its giving nothing- sorry... its why im kinda glad to see scorpius- bc i was glad to find out crais wouldnt stay "the big bad" because, yeah, it really wasnt working for me. he's nothing interesting, or innovative in terms of a character . sorrryyyyyyy.
and i feel like, by himself, i dont know. like i said- that's speculaitve - but i do sort of... question whether him, being off by himself, is going to be that interesting, because of that. at least, versus him having aeryn there to bounce off of, and inherently kinda tying them back more to the main crew, etc... does that make sense? bc i feel like- yknow, s1, he'd just disappear for long periods of time, and i'd almost forget he was even. a thing. LOL. and his dynamic was also... usually with his subordinates. and idk. they are kind of just npc-types, for lack of a better term. substanceless background guys. i think therefore, whilst you can demonstrate character like that, its never... of the same calibre as when you're actually in scenes with other characters of you know. substance. (and thats not a RULE, ofc, but its something hard to pull off otherwise esp when- well yeah, crais really doesnt feel like anything to me). and that was fine for s1, i think it worked better then, but from now on ehhh idk!!!
ANYWAYS SPEAKING OF
I LOVEEE TALNY I LOVE TALYN THATS ALSO WHY IM CONCERNED BC I JSUT WANT TO SEE MORE OF TALYN .... SORRRYYYY the problem with farscape thus far is theres so many little guys RIGHT up my alley and im bouncing up and down and criyng bC I LVOEEEEE ... WE BETTER GET MORE FREAKING TALYN. SO HELP ME GOD...
also i havent talked abt her much either. i like chiana. BUT i feeel bad bc i wanna LURV her but i think its like... THUS far its kinda obvious they didnt intend to keep her at first. so i really want to see more involvement with her going forward. i dont MIND so much that we havent had a lot of focus on her, so far, even if its like... WELL, i think in general, it was just an odd time to introduce her even if they couldnt rlly help it. like, it was right before all the finale eps and stuff, yknow, so we couldnt have an ep where we get a lot of her!!! but even still, like...
i always said sth i LIKED abt the show was the way they were pretty slow and organically introduced us. so i cant complain that much. :3
IALSO LOVEEE LOVE LOVE THE LACK OF RESET BUTTON ON... EVERYTHING, FRANKLY. IDK IF I SAID THAT YET. but like i love how it HAS been episodic, but things in each episode always actually do have bearings on the show as a whole. even if its just development stuff. like its so refreshing after a lot of trek, and other scifi shows of this ilk - wherein the eps so self-contained...
even in a human reaction. i diddnttt say it at the time BUT yeah im still unsure how i feel abt that one but i really appreciate that even though it was a simulation, they did mitigate the usual failings of that trope- they had the crew in there, and real, so they could actually experience things and it wasnt just crichton going through the ringer. and ofc the other consequence of that ep lol
ALSO speaking of. im kinda glad to see more development with crichton, too, and with all of them but him esp.... babycakes was fucking FRANTIC in this episode, man, holy SHIT.
i liked all of their reactions honestly. help......
idk i feel like iahadosmething else to say oh god what was it
ehrm
yeah d'argo and crichton being WARRIORS together. increasingly obsessed. their rock paper scissors.... oh im obsessseddd
also hate this
OH GOD TUMBLR LOOPS IT FUCKING HELL
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Columbo Season 2 Review
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We're back! If you don't know how this reviewing shows thing is gonna work check out my previous Columbo Season 1 Review. Unfortunately, the second season of Columbo has slightly stepped down in quality. Now it's not bad by any regard, you understand, but it's just not as good as the first season. And y'know something, it's mostly because of the openings. Now, I don't know if this is something Amazon or Freevee did, or if the original episodes are like this, but every episode of this season has a stinger at the beginning with very brief clips of the episode. I don't like that. It's not really that big of a deal and nothing really get's spoiled, but I'd so much rather the episode just got started. Speaking of getting started...
Episode 1 'The Greenhouse Jungle'
I like that Columbo has another detective with him on this case, and I like that the murderer is a massive snob, but overall it's just an okay episode. The killer's plan and the way he gets caught is pretty decent as well. This is the episode that made me realize Columbo the show is basically the anti-procedural. (Or probably more accurate for the time, anti-DRAGNET show.) I mean the cops aren't incompetent all the time, but they do generally fall for the killer's tricks and believe what they want the police to believe. Columbo himself never carries a gun, or tortures anyone for information, or even chases down suspects physically. All the killers are rich and affluent white people while Columbo himself is just a blue collar guy who doesn't even make enough money to get a new car. Also there's some pretty good physical comedy in this episode too.
Episode 2 'Etude in Black'
In this episode, we meet Columbo's dog. Besides that, the only two things I took away from the episode was that the episode was pretty somber, which was cool, and that none of these crimes would work if CCTVs were a thing. Anyway, this one's okay.
Episode 3 'The Most Crucial Game'
I really like the denouement in this episode. In fact, any episode where it ends right when the truth is revealed I think are some of the best episodes. Like right when the killer realizes they're caught the credits start. It is a really dramatic way to end the episode. I also like that when Columbo does interrogate a suspect, it's more like what real interrogators do. He doesn't really threaten, but he reveals the situation to the person frankly and makes them realize that their best option is to help him out.
Episode 4 'Dagger of the Mind'
Remember when that think about the best episodes end right when the final clue Columbo finds is revealed? Yeah, they should have done that in this episode. Otherwise this episode is pretty fun. There are two murderers, and it takes place in London. Columbo is such a tourist in this episode as well, he's adorable.
Episode 5 'Requiem for a Falling Star'
This episode is kinda boring. The murderer is trying to frame a tabloid journalist, so it's a bunch of fake celebrity hearsay for most of the run time. I missed why the killer killed the victim, but I'm also like 65% sure they never explained it. Either way, not so good. Also, Columbo watches TV for like a minute and a half for some reason. The ending was fun but also I feel like the twist came out of nowhere.
Episode 6 'A Stitch in Crime'
Leonard Nimoy is in this episode, and he's total a stalker. This episode is pretty good, I really like the Leonard's plan and the reveal. There is a trip-out sequence that was completely unnecessary but they also repeated a shot from the second episode of the first season that I thought was funny. Plus I got to make a bunch of 'Illogical' jokes to myself.
Episode 7 'Most Dangerous Match'
This episode has two dream sequences, but honestly, I kinda liked them. This episode had the vibe of a Poe story, for a second I thought this was an adaptation of a "Tell-Tale Heart". The victim was incredibly jovial old man, I felt really bad when he died. Plus the killer is a massive ass, I wish he didn't succeed on the second attempt. I can't remember how Columbo caught the killer, which I really bad because I saw the episode mere hours from time of writing.
EDIT: Well this explains why I can't remember, I didn't finish the episode. I really like that Columbo unbalances the killer so much that he plays the worse game of chess ever.
Episode 8 'Double Shock'
This is the best episode of the season. I won't spoil what it is, but there is a great twist about the killer that even the episode doesn't tell you right away. I also like that the housekeeper in the episode absolutely hates Columbo for barely any reason, that was funny. This series isn't so shabby with the comedy.
Summation
Yeah, I don't know how popular of an opinion this is, but I really didn't like Season 2 all that much. There are certainly some highlights, but my eyes were glazing over in certain scenes of certain episodes. Let's put them on our ranking, and I'll put the episodes from this season in murderous red.
Suitable for Framing
Murder By the Book
Double Shock
A Stitch in Crime
Dagger of the Mind
The Most Crucial Game
Short Fuse
Blueprint for Murder
Prescription: Murder
Most Dangerous Match
The Greenhouse Jungle
Ransom for a Dead Man
Dead Weight
Etude in Black
Death Lends a Hand
Lady in Waiting
Requiem for a Falling Star
This is gonna get really long as the seasons pile up, huh? Oh well...
Oh, I thought you'd like an update on my case. Y'know, the one where I figure out
Is Columbo Actually Married?
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Unfortunately, most of Columbo's anecdotes this season are kinda meaningless to this case. Honestly the biggest thing we learn from Columbo telling stories is that she hates the ice cream man because he always comes before lunch and dinner, and spoils Columbo's appetite. Columbo also uses "her" suitcase when he visits London in 'Dagger of the Mind'. I put her in quotations because in 'Requiem for a Falling Star' he calls his house twice so that an actress Columbo is talking to can say hello to his wife, but both times she's out and his "brother-in-law" picks up the phone. At first I thought that it was another police officer who's in on a trick to unbalance the murderer, but not only does Columbo enlist the help of a female college in 'Suitable For Framing', so why wouldn't he do that again, but in 'A Stitch in Crime' he is tired and sick because he had to stay up late taking care of his sick wife. So here's my working theory thus far: Columbo is not married, but he has a live in partner. Because he is gay. This explains the lack of a wedding ring, since gay marriage was illegal at the time, even in California. This means his anecdotes are probably true, he's just lying about the gender of who they are about. Now, I still want a bit more conclusive evidence for this, but I'm keeping it in mind moving forward to Season 3.
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musingartblog · 11 months
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The death deal (bad sans au self insert)
this was suppose to be a comic but im too lazy rn
tw death talk,suggestive humor
The sun was the most welcoming vison for the human.
Skies glowed it’s shade of orange as the sun slowly set onto the horizon.Being stuck inside the castle doing chores and odd jobs almost made V forget that there was a whole multiverse right outside the place.They simply sat on the grassy hill,feeling the warmth seep into their skin,when was the last time they felt this sort of peace? That was simply a question they weren’t sure of,this sense of calmness scared them deeply.
Softly shifting of grass alerts the human,turning their attention to the glitchy skeleton that was walking up behind them,their posture tensed as their eye met his.Strings tangled under his grip,softly swaying against the wind,the only noise between the two.
“wondered where you went off to” he finally spoke up,arms cross against his chest,”thought you’d tried to escape this hellhole”
“like I have anywhere to go” they dryly spoke,though they turn their head away back into the sky,”sorry,I just wanted to get some time out here”
Error moves next to the other,”hm,I don’t certainly blame you,if I had to look at purple all day everyday I’d lose my mind too”
This does get a soft chuckle from V,”better than beings stuck in a tiny house,seeing the same half painted walls”
Things go quiet for a bit,Error eyes the human and ponders,the only thing he knows about V is that they were working with the star sanses and then quit,allowing Nightmare to kidnap them and use them for information against the other team.That’s something he doesn’t really think too hard about but it’s rather the rest of time they’ve spent in the castle.
There was no need to torture them for information,threaten them or anything,they simply spilled whatever information they knew---and they knew a lot,perhaps things he wish he didn’t know.
This carelessness,this dissociation from one’s self,the emptiness in one’s eyes screamed something familiar,something that shakes the monster to his soul,it was strangely frightening to see such a thing in a human.Just an average human,not a Frisk,not a Chara,just some random human they found and took out of their AU.
He frankly doesn’t understand what Ink sees in this human.
“are we heading off soon?” They asked.
“yeah yeah” His voice drifts off,”I’ve just got one thing on my mind”
“why are you here?”
This naturally confuses them,”because Nightmare took me..?”
“no,I mean why are you alive?” He states more firmly,looking down at them,”I see it in your eye,death has consumed your soul”
Not much of a reaction comes from the human,quiet as a mouse to put it simply,the setting sun brightens their skin but their eyes speak of the dead,”read me like a book,I’ve never wanted death more than I do now”
“Then what’s stopping you?” He prods,”scared of the inevitable darkness?”
They pluck out some of the grass beneath them,”no,not really,I don’t think, suicide doesn’t see like a great way to go out”
“so..you’re waiting for someone to kill you?” he raises a brow at that thought.
“I guess,I kinda thought that’s what Nightmare was going to do” V explains,twirling the grass blades under their fingertips,”I do really want to die but I rather go out in a grand way”
Curious by the human’s thoughts,he moves to sit down next to them,seeing their eyes widen with surprise,the first real expression he’s seen from their green eye.
“my interest is peaked” Error repiles.
“well,dying in a explosion seems pretty generic,uh I’ve never really thought too much to it” They tap their chin and brushed their hair away to reveal the new eyepatch,black with a purple moon symbol,”maybe…maybe I dunno get a handjob from Reaper?”
Error looks at them flatly,”I’m sorry what?”
“I don’t know!” they quickly tried to backtrack,curling up on themselves,their expressions becoming more wilder,”it’s—it’s just something I guess?”
The glitch shakes his head,”that’s…certainly a way to go,good luck trying to attempt that,Reaper is quite finicky on who lives and who dies”
Error sighs as he uses his hand to support his chin, seemly irritated bringing up the deathly skeleton.V looks over the form of the glitch,slight eyebrow raised,they open their mouth but slowly closed it in a attempt of uncertainly, hesitating before saying.
“did you want to die to Error?”
He doesn’t move but there was a notable shift in his eyes,”yeah but it doesn’t work,I’ve tried”
“you’ve tried?”
“pretty much,I’m pretty much like a cockroach,too stubborn to die” He waves it much off.
Though he pauses,”then again,haven’t really dealt with crazy explosion”
V hands fidgeted,”..perharps…there might be something that can be done”
“what are you going on about?”
“think about it” they spoke up,”you want to die but are too strong to,I want to die but in a grand way,we should die together”
“die together?” he seems completely taken aback considering what he knows of this human,”seems like your scared to die alone”
“maybe but it is a idea isn’t it?” they asked,their eyes strangely lit up while explaining it.
Even though he’s barely known this human,this idea was sort of appealing to him,dying in a grand way which certainly will kill him,how could he turn down such an offer? Besides the human that was sitting next to him,the orange lightening shining down on them,making them strangely angelic,an angel of death so to speak.
“heh it’s quite the idea kid,I’m certainly for it” he spoke to the human.
V’s eye lit up once more,”so i-it’s like a promise?”
“I don’t do promises” he remarks,”but I do deal,so how about it? Neither of us try to die unless we’re together”
“deal!” They exclaim,holding out their hand to shake,followed by a long awkwardness as V realized and quickly retracts their hand,”s-sorry right,my bad”
After that long and strange grim conversation,Error forced himself to stand up, stretching out his back,feeling his spine pop,”well it was a nice chat,let’s head back before Nightmare tracks us down and strangles us both”
“right” V shoots up from their spot,”Nightmare said I was suppose to help this Horror person with dinner”
“may god have mercy on your soul” he remarked as he opened a portal.
And so the deal was made,a deal that would set these two on quiet the adventure of a life time.
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