stayed up to watch the fionna and cake finale and was not quite disappointed, but maybe a little underwhelmed. mainly it felt rushed on the character side of things. like i couldve had the scarab fight be half as long, or spent a little less time with shermie and beth, so that there was more time to focus on stuff like fionna and cake being at odds about simon becoming ice king again, or simon and betty's whole thing. the entire casper and nova section, and to some extent simon's monologue in front of golbetty, just seemed to spell out what could already be picked up if you were looking, ie that simon let betty pour herself out for him, that their relationship was true but unsustainable, and that simon, if he didnt end up putting on the crown, would have to reach the point where he started valuing his own life again. etc. (idk though. watch me say this and then realize later that there were more subtleties that totally flew over my head.) it just seemed to happen fast and slow at the same time. i did tear up when simon and betty were talking at the bus station, it was poignant and resonated with my anxieties about like. paths not taken and the ways we hurt people we love without realizing it and recognizing the beautiful experience that something can be even if it doesnt last. i do love a codependent tragic relationship so petrigrof of course has a chokehold on me--im glad that simon got closure. but again it felt both rushed and dragged out at the same time
other things...visually the nova and casper section was very fun, really liked the chunky 3d look of it. reminded me of louie zong's work. it's so cute that simon and fionna are texting buddies. also nice to have scarab live with prismo to pay his dues, although i wish he had been less one-note in the end. might have forgotten stuff but he seems very static in his motivations/goals, which isnt bad or anything, but that development right at the very end comes a little out of nowhere. is farmworld finn ok :(( did jay leave his family with or without the knowledge theyd be taken care of :(( also i respect that the original at cast has a limited role in f&c, their story having been completed, but its a shame that at the end we dont get to see more of marcy (whos backstory is intertwined with simon's, and who he failed to connect with at the beginning of the series) and finn (who is also grieving in his own way).
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#13: Last Train to Blue Moon Canyon
Well Nancy, you’re up on all that social etiquette stuff. What’re you supposed to do when your hostess vanishes into thin air?
A Nancy Drew inspired playlist // listen here
Tracklist and more below ↓
Featuring:
Mystery Train - Emmylou Harris
Eyes of Amber - Buffy Sainte-Marie
Blue Ridge Mountain - Hurray For The Riff Raff
Married in a Gold Rush - Vampire Weekend ft. Danielle Haim
I’ve Got A Thing About Trains - Johnny Cash
Waiting for the Moon to Rise - Belle and Sebastian
I’m Every Sparkly Woman - Ana Roxanne
Echo’s Answer - Broadcast
Man of Constant Sorrow - Bob Dylan
Une petite ville - Marie Laforêt
Bellafatima - Plains
Through the Mines - Stars
Rocky Mountain High- John Denver
Genres include mountain folk, classic americana, train themed country, and more
I really like how this game (and others from this time frame) incorporates history, it really is at the forefront instead of an addition on the side and it adds so much to the atmosphere and makes me feel a little sad about the past being the past, idk I feel like if i gathered my thoughts more I could write an essay about it or something but my thoughts are tragically ungathered atm so here are some less organized thoughts
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TickleTober Day 26: Claws
~A/N - Another reader (READER !!!!) self-insert fic with the avengers (mostly Steve cause... of course! lol).
Hope you guys like it!!!
- Enoy! ~
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Masterpost Link || TickleTober 2022 Masterpost Link
While Charades was usually a game reserved for Christmas time, anything was made better when you added a touch of Halloween spookiness. Especially when you and Peter got to laugh at two old men getting frustrated at each other.
"Soup!" Steve guessed. "Stew? Chef making stew? Evil chef... Baaaad Chef... Gordon Ramsey?!"
Bucky grunted in frustration and continued to act, as Peter whispered his (correct) answer into your ear.
"Chef with hat! Long pointy hat! Ratatouille?" He continued, bouncing on the edge of his seat.
"No!" Bucky groaned. "Come on! Pointy hat, stirring things, evil...?"
Steve was absolutely perplexed, the cogs in his brain ticking away to no avail. While this was funny, it was probably time to put the old dog out of his misery.
"Would it perhaps be a witch, Bucky?" You smirked, laughing at Bucky's exasperation at Steve's lightbulb moment.
"YES!" Bucky exclaimed. "It was a CAULDRON! With a POTION! And she had a HAT! And she's EVIL!"
Steve gave an indignant gasp. "Don't get all high and mighty with me, you could have done a broomstick, or long hair, or something from the Wizard of Oz!"
"What was I supposed to do, sing 'Follow the Yellow Brick Road'?!"
Peter was absolutely pissing himself laughing, as the pair went back and forth arguing over who was more incapable of playing the game.
"Maybe you guys are just too old for this." You quipped, grinning at the glares you got in response. "I'm just saying, maybe marbles is more your speed."
"You know what, how about you guess the next one." Bucky said sternly. "No help."
You grinned cockily. "Easy."
"And I'll be the actor, give you a fighting chance." Steve smirked, taking a card from the deck. His smile only got wider as he read the prompt, and something told you he wasn't just smiling at Bucky's little scoff. He stood as still as a soldier for a few moments, readying himself.
And then it happened.
His hands stretched out towards you, fingers wriggling and opening and closing over and over again sending tingles of anticipation and down your back. You squealed, hiding your face in your hands for a second or two before looking up again.
He hadn't stopped. Those hands still in that prime pre-tickling position ready to get you. How was this the card he drew?? Steve knew about your... Thing... Both how weak to it you were and (even worse) that you actually enjoyed it - plus all the embarrassment and flustered feelings that went along with it. Why did it have to be that prompt?!
"You got it yet, Y/N?" Bucky asked amusedly, leaning closer to you and giving you a poke to the side. "Come on, say it!"
You shook your head, unable to look at Steve's threatening wiggles.
"Oh come on, guess!" Bucky grinned. "Just look at his haaaands~."
Steve's hands were still going! Clenching and unclenching, fingers bent at the perfect angles for attack.
"You can do this Y/N." Peter encouraged excitedly. "It could be zombie! Or werewolf... Or-"
"Hey!" Bucky interjected. "No helping! That was the rule!"
Peter gave him a look, moving sideways to playfully sulk at Bucky's words. Leaving you alone to deal with not just one supersoldier's teasing, but two.
"Y/N, it's easy." Steve smirked. "This is used to attack people on dark, spooooooky nights!"
"That's a great clue Steve, but I don't think we can guess it just with that... It's just too haaard~!" Bucky said in a sing-song voice, smiling cheekily at you the whole time.
Peter gave a confused face, obviously not following what the two older heroes were teasing you with.
"Alright..." Steve continued, moving a step closer to you. "When people see this, they tend to get very nervous."
Your face was on fire, every word left you jumping at the slightest movement in the room.
"These tend to target softer areas of your body, for maximum efficiency..."
He wouldn't... Not in front of Peter and Bucky... Though prior experience of getting tickled by Steve disproved your theory.
"And they come out of fingers and sink into their victim..."
"CLAWS!" Peter yelled out, saving you from what felt like an eternity of torture.
You were shellshocked. Claws?? That was what was freaking you out this whole time? CLAWS?
"Peter!" Bucky groaned. "Y/N was almost there!"
Steve could obviously feel your surprise, sitting next to you on the sofa with the biggest smirk on his face.
"What? Is that not what you were thinking?" He asked innocently - though you could taste the fakeness in his voice. "I thought you were just nervous under pressure!"
Your brain had been fried from the last 5 minutes of short-circuiting teases, you couldn't form a snappy response. Which left Steve to continue his assault of words.
"Whatever could you have thought of that would get you so worked up..." He pondered, a finger tapping his chin. "It's used as an attack..."
"Makes people nervous." Bucky joined in, sealing your escape on the other side of the couch.
"Target softer areas..." Steve continued.
"And sink into their victim..."
"Oh..." Steve said in that voice. "Oh I get it..." He let out a low chuckle.
Uh oh.
"What is it Steve?" Bucky continued, playing naïve. "What were they thinking of?"
"No no no Steve please!" You begged, eyes flicking from Bucky to Steve and back again, not knowing who would start the ticklish assault. You flashed Peter a desperate help me look, but even he seemed to be catching on to the teasing.
Steve turned to you, his face looking downright evil. And out of his mouth came your least (but really most) favourite word on the planet. One that was only followed by an all-out attack from all sides, that would break you into a squealing mess. But of course, the rules of Charades means you can't say the word, you have to show it.
Actions do, after all, speak louder than words...
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