#AND DON´T MISS THIS NEXT EPISODE

[usertae]

in the next baywatch episode

#tomorrow x together #moasource #moacentral #ayabestie #choi yeonjun #ultkpopnetwork #usermowah #usermone #txtedit #userzaynab #userfairy #usergyu #usergyukai #cr #maleidolsedit #malegroupsnet #ok i swear it is the same coloring but the lighting makes it completely different #AND DON´T MISS THIS NEXT EPISODE #WILL HE SAVE OUR LIVES?? WE WILL SEE

[fallingintoyourlilaceyes]

"Misery"- Once in a lifetime chance (Midsommar AU) Chapter 1

part 1 of 4 || series masterlist || next part

pairing: modern!Aemond Targaryen x Reader

summary: As if it isn´t enough that your relationship is drifting apart, tragedy can´t seem to leave you alone. But then again there might be a chance to get away from it for a while.

word count: 1,3k

warnings: mentions of character death and grief, mentions of mental illness, mentions of verbal fighting, afab reader

general HotD taglist: @urmomsgirlfriend1

(As always, if you want to be tagged in this mini-series or any other character/general fandom taglist, send a comment, ask or DM my way.❤️)

Life has never been nice to you or easy. The only thing that ever truly went well for you growing up, was school, but as you got to University, even that began stressing you out to no end after a while. Even more so when you gotten to know and started to date Aemond Targaryen. He was a nice person at first. Your relationship was good. Your parents liked him and you would often accompany him when he would meet up with his brother, Aegon and his nephew, Jacaerys. In the beginning it was kind of a weird dynamic to witness between the three of them, but you soon got used to the banter. Once you gotten to know them a bit better, the two men were nice enough. However, juggling your studies at KLU, trying to keep up with your family and the seemingly quickly burning out relationship with Aemond all threw you for a loop. And you would be lying if it didn´t bring you back into a deep depressive hole bit by bit. You didn't really have any friends of your own, aside from him. Which made things a whole deal worse whenever you did have a fight. Which occurred more often as time went on. Mostly about the relationship with your sister. For as long as you could remember struggling with depression she had struggled with bipolar disorder. Yet while you had tried to get into therapy, which wasn´t always that simple, and taking your meds, she let all that kind of slack off. Now, even so used to her behavior, it still freaked you out majorly when she went into `one of her phases´ as Aemond had called it once. He wasn´t happy, a massive understatement, with the whole dynamic between the two of you. As if you didn´t know how unhealthy it was. You were. Without a place in therapy in sight, you had been leaning onto him more and more. It made you feel bad to no end to rely on him like this. Yet at the same time you didn´t know how to move past it. And when times were good between the two of you, they were great. So you didn´t lose hope that it could be like that all the time again soon.

Then after an especially bad night, where you try to reach your sister and she doesn't answer, you hit your deepest low yet. The whole evening you spend messaging, e-mailing and calling her in hopes she would respond to anything, while venting to your friend about how this was scaring the ever living shit out of you you and how you simply couldn´t tell Aemond about it, as she would always do this. All the while she tried to calm you down. Telling you that that´s what he is there for. Despite her assurance you don´t tell him anything. Instead you ignore the feeling, that this time something was actually wrong, heading out to meet Aemond at Aegon´s place, where all of them had assembled for the evening. Of course, this would come to bite you in the ass. All throughout the night you have to excuse yourself again and again, as to not let them see what you were feeling. When you get ready for bed later that night, in quiet and cold conversation with Aemond, the police from your family’s hometown calls you. You almost miss it and when you pick it up, you wish you hadn´t. The officer on the other end of the line addresses you with a tone that lets you know what happened before he even says it. Your parents had been found dead. Presumedly killed by your sister during an episode, committing the crime before taking her own life. They couldn´t say for sure yet, but she was living with them and nothing pointed to anyone else being the perpetrator.

The news make your throat close up with a large knot. Tears veiling your sight the second you hang up the phone. Heavy sobs shake your whole body and if you would be thinking clearly you´d probably be concerned about disturbing the neighbors with your loud wailing. But you are not and the sounds push their way out. You cry into his lap, curled up in on yourself, until there are no tears left and no sound comes out of you. Until your body is too exhausted to keep you awake.

When you wake up the next morning Aemond lays beside you with his back turned to you. You remember how he had tried to console you to no avail before going to sleep himself. With a dull pain in your head and burning eyes, you turn to your side. Burying yourself in the blanket. Forging a relative safety which you barely flee for you don´t know how long. Only when Aemond forces you to eat or shower you move from your spot. Mostly you either sleep or cry though. Especially at night, when the nightmares come. It further strains your already near broken relationship. You are aware how Aemond pulls away from you. You don´t need to listen in on his conversations with Aegon and Jace about how he wants to break up with you, but can´t because of your families death. Eventually you are able to talk yourself out of bed and into attending life again, though you are aware that it still isn´t like before. You still try, for both your and Aemond´s sake.

Which lands you were you were now. At a party with your boyfriend, Aegon, Jace and a man who Aemond had introduced to you as Cregan a week or so before. Cregan is nice. The genuine kind of nice and empathetic in a way that the others never could be. During the conversation you find out that he had invited the three to attend some festival back at his home in the north. Him mentioning the invitation stunts you a bit, as you couldn´t remember Aemond ever mentioning something like this. For the sake of not provoking another argument, especially in public, you refrain from saying anything of the sorts. Only congratulating them and giving Jace the stage as he almost giddily informs you all that the afformentioned festival only happened once every 90 years and he was so stoked to write his thesis on the customs.

He looked much like a golden retriever in those moments of joy, as Aegon and Cregan jokingly never fail to remind him and in your distracted mind you have to agree.

You hold your tongue all the way until the next day. You didn´t even plan on it coming up again, but when Aemond brings it up again you. And of course it blows up into a full argument ending with you trying to mend things as best as you could. Everything to not drive him away any further.

“I´m sorry. Truly, I´m sorry. I was just surprised is all. You shouldn´t let me hold you back from this chance. It will be great for you.” You take his hands in yours.

“Are you are sure this is all? You will be fine?” He asks suspicion lacing his tone. Eyebrows still laced together tightly.

“I- yeah… It´s only a little while right?” You mutter. Still unnerved by the disagreement.

“No, you know what? You… You should come with us. If you want. Cregan surely would not mind.” The fact that he says it like this stings. The indifferent tone and `Cregan would not mind´ instead of `I want you to come´. It makes the pit in your stomach grow tenfold.

“Y-yeah. It would be nice. It´s probably good to get out of here for a while anyway, right?” The insecurity drips from your words and is met with a coldness that chases a shiver down your back.

“Yes, probably.”

You don´t feel entirely ready for a journey to the north, but you push it down. You didn´t want to pull Aemond down with your bullshit any longer.

#modern aemond #aemond targaryen x reader #aemond x reader #aemond one eye #aemond targaryen #hotd aemond #aemond x you #aemond targaryen x you #hotd #house of the dragon #hotd fic #house of the dragon fic #hotd x reader #midsommar au #modern hotd au #modern house of the dragon au

[trutrustories]

Heart of the TVA (my beloved)

(spoilers!)

HOLY SHIT!

Ok. Well this episode was something else. Absolutely brilliant.

I have to say that, so far, I´m realy loving season 2.  

First two episodes of first season were my favourite, but first two episodes of this season are amazing as well and have even more of that beautiful chemistry between Loki and Mobius. But on top of that there is just much more softness and care in their bickering.

After that I was scared of episode three, expecting something similar to Lamentis. And yeah. It´s kind of similar in the sense we are most of the time out of TVA. But instead of being on exploding moon with Loki and Sylvie we are on a cute time travel  adventure in a past and maybe it´s just me, but it had that Doctor Who vibe, cozy atmosfere and lot of Lokius content so hell yeah, I say! I´ll take it over Lamentis every fucking time.

And today? I was (once again) afraid we get something similar to episode 4 of s1. I was NOT expecting to be sitting in a chair and forgetting to breathe of uneasiness what will happen next.

And that creepy moment where Dox and all those other people died and Brad having PTSD from that exact form of tortue not being able to even MOVE, Miss Minutes smirk… that scene had me completly stunned.

And then pure terror in B-15 face? Seriously I was not expecting to be THAT invested in this plot line. I was terrified, I felt bad for them all.

Actually I was scared for ALL the characters (except Ravonna and Miss Minutes) the whole fucking time to the point I forget to drink my morning coffee! xD

The horror vibe, and all that fucking suspense?!!

The philosophical conflict beetween Loki and Sylvie and whole moral dilema?!!

The music?!

The funny and cute moments that were effortlessly woven in ?

And like a cherry on top: the relationship drama of it all?!!

Holly shit, what and epic journey! It went by so fast!

Also THIS SHOT?????

Heart of the TVA infdeed 💖🥹

With such a great start I am litteraly PRAYING right now for last two episodes to keep this level of awesome. There was evidently lot of work and love poured into it. (more then anything Marvel gave us in a long time) and I don´t want this season to end up being bad.  I hope writers know what they are doing.

Anyway, no idea how I´ll survive whole week till ep 5.

Two hours latter and I still haven't recovered.

10/10.

My new favourite Loki episode.

(I´m sorry for messy text and bad english, but I really needed to talk about it.)

#loki spoilers #loki #lokius #marvel #mcu #loki and mobius #mobius m mobius #loki season 2

[naffeclipse]

I needed to process everything so it took a bit to get this finished. (and some personal stuff delaying it further, along with me just being slow,, sorry,, and I'm sorry these are SO LONG! I have so much to say and still there's more! Sorry for giving you comments that look like essays..)

Naff, I can’t tell you properly with just words how much I’ve enjoyed Cryptid Sightings, it’s been nearly all I’ve been thinking about since late october last year! I think you might have an idea of how obsessed I’ve been X3

Before I start with my reactions and rambling I just also wanna tell you that this ending is PERFECT, it’s such a satisfying and beautiful ending to such a wonderful and gripping story. It leaves you with more than enough to make you wonder what might happen next but still to a very satisfying degree. It sticks with you in the best way.

Alright here we go! *rubs hands together*

You still spit darkness. Occasionally, Sun reaches over to wipe away a black tear that sprung from your watery eyes.

I love how traces of the possession stays behind, reminding you of what the horrors you were put through. It’s so dark and horrifying. It also makes me think, are all of Glitchtrap really gone? Does this substance still count as part of him? A part of him that sticks to you until it’s all expelled and can dissolve, or does it stay around even after that.

Just thoughts.

A weak smile decorates Vanessa’s lips before you coax her to try and eat a chocolate granola bar you have stashed. She refuses, almost crying violet tears.

There’s more of the fluid,, also I wanna give Vanessa a hug,, I hope she’ll still be able to make her tea! :’0

The doctor becomes a little pale when she spares a glance at the robot, but you’re pretty certain Moon didn’t scare her too much.

In the end, no hospital employee tells him to leave.

Oh I’m sure he didn’t scare them too much, dude just gave them the demonic grin and eyes they give everyone that comes in the way of them and their heart, no biggie!

You can’t linger on what would have happened if you had succumbed to the vampire bite.

HEHE! WE KNOW!! >:D

I love this throwback!! I NEED to reread The Lost Episode, along with the rest of the fic!!

You return, and don a t-shirt that reads ‘Everybody gangsta ‘til the pants start walking’ with a cartoon depiction of the Fresno nightcrawlers. Moon’s grin widens. Vanessa wants to know how you keep finding shirts like that.

I wanna know too!!!! I NEED Y/N’S SHIRTS!!!!!!

She reaches up and rubs her eyes. You contemplate pulling over but she lifts her head. The wetness in her eyelashes is clear and bright.

There we go, clear tears at last. She and the rest of them still have so much to recover from, but at least they’re not haunted by the presence of Glitchtrap anymore. I’m just hoping there aren't any more traces left hiding away somewhere.

“I trust them with all my heart.” You say it simply and ardently.

aaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAWAWWWAWAAWAAAAAA!!!!!!

“I would hope it’s quite obvious, little hunter.” His fingertips move to press against the small of your back. On reflex, you work your arm around his slender waist and hold on. He lightly dips you down. “But since there have been habits of missing what’s right in front of you, allow me to be perfectly clear.”

FJKGHDLSJKFGHDFJKGHADKJFGHLKÖGJÖGKLHADLFJK Way to call them out!! But aaa this is soooo cute! And I’m getting emotional from it too just AAAAAA!!

“I’m sorry, I’ve never danced with anyone before,” you admit. You feel lightheaded and connected to earth, all at once.

Moon spins you around to face him. His grin is sharp as he utters, “Good.”

KJHJKHDLKJFGHDSLLKDFJHGL “GOOD” XD

I love them, I love them so much!!

“Are you sure you want to give it to me?” you caution, unsure if you’re demanding something that is not yours.

The deep laugh, hearty and raspy, echoes from their wide jaws.

“If we had a heart, we would give it to you.”

Live Meep reaction: *Wailing and bawling on the floor* Where have they learned to talk this sweetly?!? AAAA I WANNA SQUEEZE THEM!!!!

Their first kiss saved you. You can only imagine what their second kiss will do to you.

I’m. I’m normal about the fact that their first kiss saved their life. I’m.. I’m normal. So normal…

Actually. NO.

I’m shaking you Naff!!! You made us wait until the second to last chapter until we got the first kiss! And it SAVED Y/N’S LIFE!!!!! And still you didn’t even give us a nice one with no threat looming around it until THE LAST CHAPTER!! NAFF I LOVE YOU FOR DOING THAT!!!!

Tlehoolcha! There it is! Tlehoolcha!! We’ve waited so long and here it finally is! Tlehoolcha!!! I love their beautiful name!! It’s so otherworldly and it fits them so well! I love to say it too! Thank you for helping us pronounce it correctly and letting us hear you say it with your wonderful voice ❤️

“Are you scared?” they rasp.

“No,” you whisper. “I care about you so much. It makes my heart do weird things.”

OH IF THAT AIN’T A MOOD ASJDHADFSDGJK

aaaaaaaaAA my heart!!! This melts me to the core!! I’m just,, I have so many feelings towards these two,, Them being happy together is all I wanted and here we are!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Also man I hope Vanessa will be able to get her own truck and airstream or just place soon, for her own good ya know pdjdhfhdjdj XD

Aaaaand of course, The X-Files fkngaklfdjghldfkj

The last sentence has me melting into my cushions..

Naff.

NAFF.

This ending!! AAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! GOSH I WANNA HUG YOU!!!!!

A fun thing that comes with a story ending is that you can finally see it all in its full glory! I’m turning the whole of Cryptid Sightings around in my hands and looking at every detail, I’m squeezing it and shaking it like it’s a beloved stuffed animal!! I love being able to see it all through from beginning to end, it all fits together so neatly and aaaAAA I LOVE ALL OF IT!!! I’d LOVE to have a physical copy of it, I wanna hold it all in my hands!!

Lovely chapter as always!! Thank you Naff for this beautiful gem, this has been a fantastic journey and I cannot wait to see what worlds you’ll invite us to next! <3

Ah, Meep! Please don't apologize for being 'slow to read' the fic is always there when you're ready ♥ I also love essay-like comments so don't you worry about that! :D

There's so much that makes me scream in joy that you commented on, especially the little details and, hehe, the ending scene between Y/N and the boys! I'm so happy you love their name ;-; I was nervous to share my voice but I do want people to be able to pronounce it right! It's very important to me ♥

Ahhh, thank you, Meep! I am smooching you *mwah* I love and appreciate all the fanart you've created and I adore your designs of the cryptid boys, and you are such a big inspiration and supporter. Thank you, babe!

#themeeplord #cryptid sightings spoilers #compliments

[kameonerd566]

What do you think is a major missed opportunity in Rick and Morty so far?

Thanks for the ask!!

I've been chewing on this one quite a bit and I think honestly I don;t think they missed any imo;

I'd love to see more of Diane but I feel like if we do see more of her then that would subvert the subversion of the dead wife troupe lol so I don't think there's much they could show me that I'd be satisfied with anyway (although I DO have a few theories of what her story is)

The next think I am tempted to answer is that I'd love to see a more overt romance between Birdperson and Rick, but looking back I don't know how they could make it more obvious lol and like its already so heartbreaking

I was also thinking that they could do more stuff with Summer and Rick but yet again, imo whats already there is great- I love the training montage they do to go beat up nazis and shit and also they way shes so cool in the memory helmet episode speaks volumes about her off-screen relationship with Rick (at least imo). Maybe it would be cool to see more of it onscreen but I really like what we already have with the mad max and ferret suit episodes.

so yeah, I can't really think of anything that I wish they did/would do- I feel like a kid getting ready for thanksgiving dinner bc I know no matter what they throw at us we are gonna be fed >:3

#hell yeah r&m season 7 bayybeee!! #thanks for the ask! #asks #rick and morty

[spiralcass]

NEW X-MEN: THE ANIMATED SERIES - SEASON 2, EPISODE 3

We open on the Xavier Institute in the middle of the night. Dressed in casual clothes, sipping a beer, and with a six-pack at his side, Cyclops is seated on the roof and looking up at the stars. We cannot see his eyes, but we do not need to to know the pain in them. 

"Room for one more?"

With the grace expected of a goddess, Storm floats up to the roof. 

Scott is unsure until Ororo warmly smiles at him. He can't help but smile back at her, and pull out another beer for her. Ororo takes it and sits down next to him. 

The two sip their drinks and stargaze together. 

SCOTT: "I miss her so much."

ORORO: "We all do. We can only hope that, wherever Jean is, whatever she's doing, she's happy."

Another moment of silence. 

SCOTT: "Thank you. For still talking to me."

ORORO: "You did an awful thing. But, unlike someone else, you know it was wrong. It was a mistake, one with grave, unforeseen consequences, but not a mistake I expect you to make again."

Scott's smile widens as he hangs his head and thanks her again. 

ORORO: "We'll get through these dark times the way we always have. As a team. When Jean eventually comes home, your wife and my sister returned to us, our family will be whole again. And then, we need not ever even speak the name, "Emma Frost" again. 

Scott chuckles. He hopes that day comes soon. 

Scott raises up his beer, and Storm clinks hers against it. 

We cut directly to a large home in Mississippi, where Rogue kisses her mother, Irene Adler on the cheek. 

The two are standing in the doorway. Rogue wouldn't look out of place on a runway, while Irene, a blind, frail old woman with gray hair in a bun, glasses to hide her eyes, and a sweet smile on her face, is dressed far more conservatively. 

Rogue says it's been nice spending time with her again, but she really does have to get back to Remy. Irene understands, a wife needs to be with her husband, but asks her to please never be a stranger again. 

ROGUE: "If you can avoid stayin out of any more trouble, that won't be a problem."

Rogue gives her mom one more kiss, before saying she loves her and flying off. 

Irene waves goodbye and shuts the door, only to immediately shift personas, a sneer overtaking her face as she cracks her wrinkly neck. 

Irene puts on her Destiny costume, grabs her sidearm, and dons her helmet, all the while growling about how much she hates Gambit, and how she, for the life of her, cannot understand what Anna-Marie sees in her. 

In the basement, Toad, Blob, Avalanche, and Pyro - the Brotherhood of Evil - are gathered. It's been a while since they were all together, and they're all catching up. Pyro just got out of jail after three years, and is positively itching to burn something again. Avalanche says he should count himself lucky. He was living on Genosha, and only wasn't there when everything went boom because he was getting drinks with Blob. Blob meanwhile has been in therapy. 

PYRO: "You're in therapy, mate?"

BLOB: "Mmhmm. You should consider it too, Pyro. For a Flatscan, Dr. Garrison is the best."

Toad laughs at this. 

TOAD: "Well, while you've been talking about your fee fees, I totally banged Husk!"

PYRO: "The X-Men girlie?"

AVALANCHE: "Isn't she a kid?"

TOAD: "She's 19!"

The other three exchange glances. 

AVALANCHE: "Oh. Well then I just don't believe you."

As Toad shouts back, he's quickly silenced as Destiny comes downstairs, the boys all terrified of her mere presence. 

Now that Rogue is gone, they can get down to business. Her wife has been in SHIELD custody for months now, and she refuses to tolerate that any longer. The four of them are to break into the prison she's being held in and bust her out. 

Blob wants Mystique free as much as they do, but he raises the obvious question: won't the X-Men come to stop them?

TOAD: "Eh, he's got a point, boss. You see who's on their team these days? I'm awesome, but I dunno if the rest of these guys are up to fighting them."

Pyro smacks Toad on the back of the head. 

DESTINY: "Yes, on your own, there is no future I see where you can succeed. This is why I've enlisted someone else to lead this mission."

AVALANCHE: "And who's…that?"

The Brotherhood all strike looks of disbelief as they glance up the staircase. 

The camera pans up a short, muscular, excessively hairy man in a white tank top and jeans, chomping a cigar. 

LOGAN: "Sup, bubs?"

Back at the school, Cessily and Roxy are hanging out in Bling!’s dorm room. The two are seated on Roxy’s bed, her side of the room decorated with band posters, with instruments all over the place. Cessily has headphones on and is listening to a hip-hop track. She’s clearly enjoying it, bobbing her head along with it. Roxy is happy to just watch her reactions until the song finishes. 

Cessily takes the headphones off and tells Roxy that the song was amazing! Roxy plays it casual and says it’s not perfect yet and her mom and dad are still working out the kinks. 

ROXY: “Aaaand, once they have, I may have talked them into letting you audition in front of them for a spot as a background dancer in the music video.” 

Cessily freaks out with excitement and anxiety. That’s so cool, but also does she really think she can do this? Sofia’s the dancer, not her. Roxy assures her she’s seen Cessily’s cheer routines, and she should be perfect. And if she isn’t, her parents already agreed to let her be an extra no matter what. 

Cessily practically squeals with joy. 

CESSILY: “Roxanne Washington, you are the coolest girl in the world.” 

ROXY: “Girl, I know that already.” 

She smooches Cessily. To her surprise, Cessily suddenly shrinks in her seat, partially literally, as her face falls. Roxy questions what’s wrong, with Cessily explaining that she’s so amazing, and this opportunity is incredible, but…

CESSILY: “What will people say? Won’t everyone hate that there’s a freak in the background? Dancers in music videos are supposed to be hot.” Cessily partially melts onto the floor. “Not sure how *anyone* could look at me and think that.” 

Roxy holds Cessily, not caring one bit that Cessily is mostly goop right now, and tells her that, first off, she’s been starring in her parents’ videos since she was little. Anyone who had a problem with Mutants checked out a long time ago, and they’re still riding high as hip-hop royalty. And as for Cess herself…

ROXY: “You’re stunning. One of a kind. The most beautiful metal in the world.” 

Cessily liqufies even further, but this time with a smile creeping across her face. 

CESSILY: “You mean that?” 

ROXY: “I never lie.” 

Roxy detaches a piece of diamond from herself and sticks it into Cessily, tickling her with it. 

Laughing hysterically uncontrollably, Cessily jovially tells her girlfriend to stop. Roxy only joins in the laughter. 

We cut from Roxy laughing to Roxy shouting, as Bling! and her squad run drills in the Danger Room. The rest of Roxy’s squad consists of Pixie, Match, Indra, Loa, and Network. They are not doing well, with Roxy unable to hit the target circling her with her diamond shards, Loa unable to catch the target she’s supposed to disintegrate through, Match running out of steam before he can finish melting his assigned beam, Indra’s armor form unable to withstand the drone attacks it faces, and Pixie just getting scared of the drones she’s supposed to be fighting and flying headfirst into a wall. 

PIXIE, rubbing her bike helmet on the floor: “Aww, thanks helmet. You’re always there for me.” 

The only member of the squad who’s performing well at all is Network, who’s using her ability to interface with technology to shut down the other tests one by one. 

Above the Danger Room, the kids aren’t the only ones who are frustrated. Scott is on his phone, shouting at the top of his lungs. 

SCOTT: “Your vacation is over, Sunspot! Get back here, now! Northstar says he wants your spot, and I WILL give it to him!” 

Scott hands up and takes a breath as he joins the rest of the teachers present, Hank, who’s squad this is, Iceman, who wanted to come see his oldest friend, and Emma, who was curious to see what Bling! had since she’s spending so much time with her squad now. 

Beast knows it’s not what she was hoping to hear, but, no, Bling! Is, fittingly, quite close to Mercury’s skill level currently, not the rest of her little prodigies. 

BEAST: “Of course, there’s no shame in one’s strength being in the lab.” 

ICEMAN, obnoxiously eating a banana: “Yeah, we wouldn’t be able to do anything without you science dorks.” Bobby swallows. “Good thing to be getting your seat nice and warmed up for her.” 

BEAST, unamused: “Mmhmm.” 

Suddenly, Network is blasted across the Danger Room and into the opposite wall, hitting her head and getting knocked unconscious. 

As everyone freaks out, Scott orders Beast to shut the Danger Room down and tell his kids to stay bacl. He questions what happened, but Beast isn’t sure. Before she ever set foot in the Danger Room, he’d made sure Network’s powers would never trigger any defensive response. 

Scott pinches his forehead. He’s gonna go make sure Sarah is okay, and help calm the others, who are still visibly freaked out downstairs, but he wants Beast to make figuring out what happened and fixing it his top priority. No more kids are getting hurt inside these walls, dammit. 

Beast understands, but Iceman wants to help. He may not understand any of this stuff, but there has to be someway an Omega can be useful. Besides, it’ll give them more of a chance to catch up. 

BEAST: “Oh, that’s really not necessary.” 

ICEMAN: “Come on, I don’t mind, it’s all chill.” 

The others all groan at that. 

EMMA, putting a hand on Scott’s shoulder: “Well, while you boys get to work, I have some new students to greet.” 

SCOTT, swatting Emma’s hand off of him: “New students? I haven’t received any reports about any. Who’s bringing them?” 

EMMA, clearly displeased with Scott’s attitude: “Oh, don’t worry about that. They have their own means of transportation.” 

At an airport, a private jet lands. With a driver and limo waiting for them, attendants seeing to their luggage, and a carpet rolled out, five identical blonde teenage girls, sporting sunglasses, exit their place and enter their car. The limo rolls out and drives across New York City, until arriving at the Xavier Institute. 

The girls get out and step through the school’s gates. As they remove their sunglasses and put them in their purses in unison, their eyes look like they’re all judging the school. 

ESME: “This seems…” 

SOPHIE: “...adequate.” 

As the five strut toward the school itself, the bombshells draw the attention of the students who are presently outside. For one student, however, simply looking at these mysterious new girls isn’t enough, as he rushes up to them. 

DJ, with a cocky shithead smirk on his face: “Hello, ladies! You must be new here. I’m Mark. I basically run this place. Want me to show you around?” 

The girls smile as their eyes glow a familiar shade of blue in unison. 

“Go jump in a well.” 

Mark’s eyes flash blue for just a second. 

DJ, with the dopiest dumbass grin on his face: “OK!” 

DJ runs off to go jump in a well. 

(AUTHOR’S NOTE: DJ was never seen again.) 

As the girls laugh among themselves, they’re greeted by Emma. 

EMMA: “The Stepford Cuckoos. A pleasure to meet you all.” 

Pointing at them one by one, she makes sure she knows who is who. In the center of their arrangement is Sophie, at her sides are Esme and Phoebe, and on the ends are Celeste and Irma. 

Emma notes that, with her now teaching Jean’s telepathy class, she’s gotten a chance to know an obnoxious, arrogant young man who thinks he’s the most powerful telepath of his generation. She hopes that her expectations for these five remarkable, well-bred young women are rightly placef, and they’ll be able to crush his dreams. 

THE CUCKOOS: “We settle for nothing but the best, Ms. Frost.” 

EMMA: “Girls after my own heart.” 

Emma volunteers to show them around and introduce them to her current prized students, but they tell her that won’t be necessary. They’ve already ripped the knowledge of the campus’ layout out of the other students’ heads, and they already have a very good idea of who they want to be friends with. 

Emma pays no mind as they all smile obviously evily. 

In the Danger Room, Beast is going around opening to panels to examine the system’s inner workings. He remarks to himself about how this room has always been such a scientific achievement, always updated to be on the cutting edge of progress. Professor Xavier truly is a genius like no other. He hopes he can live up his standards on its maintenance. 

While Beast says all this, Bobby stands behind him, clearly not paying attention and lost in his own little world. Hank notices. 

HANK: “Bobby, are you even paying attention, or am I speaking to the air?” 

BOBBY: “Sorry, sorry. Yeah, the professor was great…mostly. But come on! I wanna hear about what you’ve been up to, fuzz. Get it? Rhymes with cuz? And you’re fuzzy?” 

Hank pinches his nose and tells Bobby that between teaching and his research, he hasn’t had time to “be up” to anything. Not anything he’d understand at least. 

Bobby questions why it seems like Hank isn’t happy to have him around. Didn’t he miss him? As Hank starts to answer, he presses a series of buttons on a panel, which results in a trap door opening and the two men falling through it. 

In Scott’s office, he’s hard at work as ever when Emma slinks in. She tells him to cancel his non-existent plans for the night, because she got them seats for the grand opening of the hottest new restaurant in the city. Scott flatly tells her he isn’t interested as he continues to type. 

Emma questions if he really wants to do this whole dance AGAIN. She sees how he looks at her, she knows what he thinks about her, and she sure as Hell knows how she made him feel, so what’s the problem? 

Scott doesn’t even respond. 

EMMA: “Oh, is this about poor Jean? Still feeling sorry for how you betrayed her? Genosha’s destruction isn’t the only thing which would have happened without us. The second you rightfully obliterated Stryker, Jean’s fate was already sealed. Cassandra Nova had seen to that. She feels no guilt for what she’s done, not as we do. Unless you wish to tell me that you regret killing Stryker, and that it wasn’t the most freeing moment of your life, then you have nothing to brood over, and no reason to resist what you desire.” 

Scott stands, not changing his expression. 

SCOTT: “This isn’t you, Emma. I’ve gotten to see a different side of you, a side I care for, respect, and am grateful to have around…but this? Chasing after me when I’m not interested? That’s beneath you. So whatever game you’re playing, drop it.” 

Scott heads for his door, only to stop momentarily as Emma responds. 

EMMA: There’s no game. Not currently. I’m just looking for someone to play with.” 

After hesitating for a moment, Scott exits. 

Back in Bling!’s room, with class having gotten out early due to the accident with Network, she’s jamming out on one of her guitars. Across the room, her roommate, Pixie, has puffy, pink-furred, over-sized headphones on, is watching one of Sofia’s makeup tutorials and taking notes, her facorite stuffed animal, Mr. Dogbear, “watching” with her. Pixie’s side of the room is filled with flowers and many other stuffed animals. 

When Roxy takes a quick water break, there are multiple simultaneous knocks on their door. Roxy puts down her guitar and goes to see who it is, opening her door to reveal the Cuckoos all smiling at her. 

ROXY, confused: “Uh, can I help you?” 

SOPHIE: “You’re Roxanne Washington. Daughter of Roy and Angel Washington. I’m Sophie Cuckoo. These are my sisters Phoebe, Esme, Celeste, and Irma. We’re going to be best friends now.” 

ROXY, weirded out: “Riiiiight. Listen, it’s cool you guys are fans but you can’t just do…this. How about you come sit with my friends and I at lunch tomorrow? Sounds good? Good.” 

Roxy starts closing the door, but Esme keeps it open with her high-heel. 

PHOEBE: “We’re going to be famous Mutant pop stars one day. Like Dazzler. It only makes sense we get along.” 

Just as Roxy is started to get freaked out by these girls, Pixie notices what’s going on and flutters over to them, taking her headphones off. She tells the Cuckoos their outfits and hair are really pretty, only for the Cuckoos to flash their eyes blue, and making Pixie’s flash blue for a second. Pixie spins around and, from her perspective, all of her stuffed animals have been mangled and torn apart. 

Pixie screams hysterically as she flies over to them in tears. 

PIXIE: “Mr. Dogbear! Everyone!” 

As the Cuckoos giggle, Roxy questions what the Hell is wrong with them…only for her eyes to flash blue. An instant later, she’s pointing and laughing at Megan with her new best friends. 

ROXY: “This is hilarious.” 

IRMA: “We knew you’d think so.” 

At a SHEILD prison in Arizona, two uniformed agents are having coffee in the break room. One of the guys mentions that they need to go feed the inmates. The other guy groans. He really doesn’t want Mutie duty again. 

SHIELD AGENT #1: “Heh. Duty.” 

SHIELD AGENT #2: “Real mature, Dave.” 

The other agent doesn’t want to have to go near the Mutants either, so they play rock, paper, scissors for who gets to feed the human prisoners, and who has to feed the Mutant prisoners. 

Naturally, Dave loses. 

Mumbling and grumbling the whole time, Dave brings a food cart to the Mutant section of the prison. Along with season one villains such as Mastermind and Sabretooth, we get cameos from Lady Deathstrike, Black Tom Cassidy, Frenzy, and Nanny & Orphan Maker, all of whom are in SHIELD custody. 

Simultaneously afraid and disgusted by all of them, he eventually arrives at Mystique. Her, he takes an extra moment on. He doesn’t get her. She was one of the good ones, helping the government capture dangerous Mutants. Why would she throw away the good thing they had going by picking a fight with the X-Men? 

Mystique laughs as she seductively saunters over to the agent, a glass-quartz wall separating them. 

MYSTIQUE: “Well, David, it’s really quite simple. Capturing Mutants was business. Desiring the death of your entire race? That’s what I dream of.” 

The agent snorts. She should recheck the scoreboard. Mutants are the ones who look like they’re on the way out. 

MYSTIQUE: “Perhaps. But your numbers are dwindling too. For instance, you’re about to be crushed to death.” 

SHIELD AGENT #1: “Huh? What are you…?”

Blob crashes through the cieling and crushes Dave to death, leaving nothing behind but blood and gore underneath him. 

BLOB: “Ooph. That hurt my butt.” He dusts himself off and stands up. “Rescue team’s here, Mystique!” 

Mystique speaks as the rest of the Brotherhood drop down from their plane. 

MYSTIQUE: “Of course you are. Just as she said you would be.” 

 In the school cafeteria, Cessily, Sofia, Sooraya, Brian, and Laura are at their usual table. Sofia is frustrated. She’s been pumping out more content than she has since she got here since she’s no longer spending so much time with Julian, but that jerk is all people are commenting about. They just HAVE to know how the “Mutant Prom King and Prom Queen” are doing. 

SOFIA: “It wasn’t even a prom!” 

Before this can be dwelled on too much, Roxy enters the cafeteria alongside the Cuckoos. Cessily enthusiastically calls over to her girlfriend to introduce her to her new friends, while Laura questions who these new girls are. 

LAURA: “They’re cute…but they don’t smell right.” 

 Roxy and the Cuckoos turn their attention to the squad and laugh, before finding a different table. 

CESSILY, confused and hurt: “Huh?” 

BRIAN: “Hey, don’t panic. Maybe they just madea funny joke, and she wants some time alone with the girls.” 

SOORAYA: “You panicked at the dance. I don’t know romance, but I know you can’t become afraid of everything.” 

CESSILY: “Yeah. I guess. Maybe you’re –”

Before Cessily can finish that sentence, Sofia picks her up with her winds and flies the two of them over toward the Cuckoos and Bling!

SOFIA: “She does NOT get to do this too!” 

CESSILY: “Sofia, wait, I don’t want to…!” 

Cessily trails off as they land. 

CELESTE: “Oh, look, Roxy. It’s your girlfriend and…” 

SOPHIE: “Sofia Mantega. The most popular girl in this school. Of course, without your man, that won’t last.” 

SOFIA: “Who do you think you are?!” 

ESME: “Careful, Sophie. Get her too mad and she’ll try to kill us.” 

Bringing up the Shaw incident partially shuts Sofia down. 

ROXY: “They’re the Stepford Cuckoos. And I’m trading up.” 

CESSILY: “Wh…what do you mean?” 

Roxy laughs. 

ROXY: “Sofia gets it. It’s why she brought you over here. You two are a matching set.” She mockingly waves at Cessily. “Buh bye.” 

Cessily starts crying, as the Cuckoos cackle. 

ROXY: “Honestly, I was just curious what you’d be like in bed. There are no other freaks as freaky as you out there. One of a kind.” 

Cessily breaks down completely, sobbing and begging Roxy not to mean this, at which point Sofia utter a somber sigh and flies them both away, hugging her. 

SOFIA: “It is going to be, Cessily. I will get you through this. I know what you need.” 

In the school’s gymnasium, Scott is playing basketball with two members of his squad, Quill and Specter. The game of course is brought to a sudden end with Quill accidentally pops the ball on one of his spikes. While Specter gets mad at him cause that was HIS ball, Scott walks away to take a call. 

On the other end of the line, we see Maria Hill, acting commander of SHIELD, on the Helicarrier. She informs him that Mystique is presently being broken out of prison by the Brotherhood of Evil, and the agents they have stationed there won’t be able to hold them off for long. They require immediate assistance. 

Scott questions why they can’t handle this themselves. Maria answers that “The X-Men deal with Mutant problems” was the deal their predecessors made, and she intends for him to stick to it. 

MARIA: “Not to mention, there’s someone with them we can’t do anything about.” 

Scott raises an eyebrow. 

We hardcut to a new Blackbird being geared up for takeoff. The only ones on board are Cyclops and Storm, and Scott is livid. 

STORM: “You don’t wish to bring the others?”” 

CYCLOPS: “Kitty and Laura have enough on their plates. If Logan’s actually cracked, they don’t need to know. And we don’t need Bobby for this…or Emma. You shouldn’t have any problem dealing with the Brotherhood while Logan and I have a talk.” 

STORM, calmly: “You had me, “or Emma”.”

The Blackbird takes off, heading for Arizona. 

Iceman and Beast wake up suspended in mid-air in darkness, their arms and legs wrapped in metal cables. 

Bobby notices where they are and asks if it’s weird that was the best he’s slept in ages. Beast ignores him and notes he has no idea where they are. He’s looked over the Danger Room’s schematics a million times, and he’s never seen anything about a lower level to it. 

BOBBY: “According to Cyclops, the Professor hid a sister from us. Not too hard to assume he’d hide a scary basement or two.” 

BEAST: “Hmm. Touche.” 

Bobby says he’ll get them out in a flash and tries to freeze the cables, but no matter how hard he pushes, the ice melts. Hank tells him it’s no use. Between this and what happened to Network, he can only hypothesize a virus has caused the Danger Room to resist being examined or tinkered with, and with its ability to counter every X-Man’s powers, there’s nothing they can do. Not till someone comes looking for them, at least. 

BOBBY: “Soooo, we’re stuck here?” 

HANK: “That’s what I said, yes.”

BOBBY: “Right…so what fur brush have you been using? Cause I could definitely use it for my hair.” 

Hank groans in annoyance. 

At the Grindhouse, Cessily is crying her heart out to Sofia as they both have coffee. She just doesn’t understand why Roxy would do this. Sofia says she can’t understand herself, but maybe that Quentin kid has some points about people like her and Julian. 

Cessily takes a deep breath in. She questions if Sofia is going to fight Bling! for her, with Sofia laughing that, no, she isn’t Noriko. Surge fighting Hellion didn’t make her feel better. Doing what she loves with a friend, and remembering that’s what’s important, did. So, they’re going to put together an Xavier’s cheer routine to do together to post on her Instagram and TikTok. 

Cessily slightly smiles and says that’s a sweet idea, but she can’t. She’s a freak. She can’t put herself online. Sofia slams her hands down on the table. She insists that Cessily cannot listen to the cruel things Roxy said about her. She is beautiful, and she promises all of her Sofia Stans will say so as well. 

CESSILY: “I don’t know. Also, I thought you were calling your fans Wind Babies.” 

SOFIA: “People didn’t like it.” 

CESSILY: “I didn’t either. I don’t like tihs name either.” 

SOFIA: “Really? I am off my branding game.” 

Now working here as a waitress, Noriko approaches her friends. 

NORIKO: “Hey, Sooraya let me know what happened. Said she was telling me so I wouldn’t say anything insensitive or dumb. Anyway, you wanna know what I think you should do?” 

CESSILY: “Nori, I appreciate the thought, but I’m pretty sure whatever you’re about to say is going to make me feel infinitely worse.” 

NORIKO, slamming her hands down on the table: “YOU GO UP TO THIS NEW BITCHY BIMBO BRIGADE, YOU GIVE THEM A PIECE OF YOUR MIND, AND YOU DEMAND TO KNOW WHAT THEY DID TO YOUR GIRL! THEY’RE MUTANTS! THEY PROBABLY USED THEIR POWERS ON HER!” 

SOFIA, sighing: “Noriko, I’m helping her move on. Accepting the facts is the only way she will–”

CESSILY: “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but you’re right, Nori. Yeah. The Cuckoos? I’m gonna figure out what they did to Roxy and save her from them!” 

NORIKO: “Hell yeah!” 

The two high-five as Sofia embarassedly put her face in her hands. 

In the SHIELD prison, SHIELD agents fight a desperate, losing battle against the Brotherhood as they make their escape from the secure facility. The agency’s marksmen are useless as the Blob acts as a bulletproof wall to protect his team, while their martial artists are no match for the supernaturally agile Toad and Mystique, Avalanche and Pyro using their localized earthquakes and flamethrowers to ensure none of their enemies can even stay still. 

This isn’t a fight. It’s a massacre. 

All the while, Logan stands back and does nothing but seethe. 

TOAD, taking a pistol from an agent whose neck he just broke and mockingly bowing as he hands it to Mystique: “Madame.” 

Mystique takes it from him and, with a sadistic grin on her face, swiftly headshots the entire next round of agents to come for them. 

They’re almost out the front door, when, at last, they’re stopped in their tracks by the appearance of Cyclops and Storm. 

Blob and Avalanche shrink a little, nervous about taking them on, while Pyro and Toad appear excited to throw down. Logan is sneering right at Scott. 

MYSTIQUE: “Cyclops. I’m glad you’re here. I’ve been waiting for another chance to kill you. And, would you believe it: there’s someone who wants to kill you even more?” 

Logan steps forward and pulls out his claws. 

ORORO: “Logan, do not do this.” 

LOGAN: “Sorry, Stormy. This isn’t about you.” 

As the two teams stare each other down, Cyclops fires the first shot. 

In the school’s dance studio, the Cuckoos are performing a routine to the most soulless pop song imaginable, with Bling! cheering them on. 

As the song enters its final verse, however, their speakers are unplugged by a pissed off Mercury. 

The Cuckoos and Roxy all ground around and taunt Cessily, but she isn’t backing down. She doesn’t know who these girls are or what their powers are, but she knows Roxy would never act like she’s doing, and she would never, ever enjoy trashy music like she was just listening to. 

CELESTE: “Aww, can someone not accept they were just used and tossed aside?” 

PHOEBE: “Like a tin can?” 

The Cuckoos cackle. 

Cessily holds herself together, hard as it is for her, as she says she doesn’t care if they’re telepaths or just have mind control, but they’re going to undo it NOW. 

Roxy gets right in Cessily’s face. She tells her to face facts. She was never into her cause she’s a loser. Although the Cuckoos did get ONE thing wrong. 

ROXY: “We never slept together. Girl was a damn cheerleader, but she’s still a virgin. She’s as freaky on the inside as she is on the outside.” 

As the Cuckoos all start mocking Cessily, she  just utters, ”Please”, as she tenses up, grits her teeth, and clenches her fists. 

SOPHIE: “I don’t believe she’s gotten the message yet.” 

ESME: “Let’s teach her this time, Sophie.” 

As Cessily struggles not to let her rage get the best of her, her eyes flash blue. She roars and stretches out her entire body to attack the Cuckoos, only for the quintuplets to effortlessly blast her away and nearly knock her unconscious with a single psy-blast. 

Roxy hollers as the Cuckoos stand over the half-way melted Cessily. 

IRMA: “You can believe what you’d like.” 

CELESTE: “But we hope you get the message.” 

SOPHIE: “Never fuck with us.” 

Cessily cries as she further melts into the floor, as her tormentors strut away…only for her eyes to widen upon hearing what Roxy is shouting. 

ROXY: “Ms. Moonstar! Wherever you are, we’ve got a problem! One of your kids just tried to kill the new girls!” 

Cessily belts out a high-pitch screech of despair. 

Back at the SHEILD base, the X-Men and Brotherhood’s fight has begun. 

Storm is battling Mystique, Toad, Pyro, Avalanche, and Blob all at once. With what Storm can do limited by the confined space they’re in, Mystique and Toad’s taunts and difficult to hit natures, Pyro being able to manipulate his flames to move in any direction, Avalanche staying behind Blob, who’s durable enough to even tank Storm’s attacks, as he launches his seismic waves at her, they’re able to keep her busy, if nothing else. Still, Storm clearly has them all on defense, and it’s evident that they really do need all five of them to be a match for her. 

While the Brotherhood are able to successfully keep the big gun busy, the main event of Cyclops vs Logan takes place further down the hall. For all of Scott’s skill and precision, he struggles to land a hit on Logan with his beams, while Logan jumps around his attacks and picks key moments to move in and kick Scott around. 

Scott questions what the Hell Logan is doing, with Logan spitting back that he’d have loved to ask him the same thing before it was too late. 

SCOTT: “Wiat…is this about Jean?!” 

LOGAN: “What else would it be about?!” 

Logan manages to slash Cyclops across the chest and, while he’s stunned, kicks him to the floor. 

LOGAN: “She trusted you!” 

Scott can only cringe. He knows he cannot defend himself. 

In Dani’s classroom, Mercury continues to cry as she’s chewed out for attacking The Cuckoos, with no knowledge of how she was manipulated into doing so. Dani is starting to think therapy should be mandatory for every kid who went out to fight the sentinels, because she knows they’re good kids, but they just keep on acting out. 

DANI: “Two weeks detention, Cessily. I’m sorry.” 

CESSILY: “WHAT?!” 

DANI: “You didn’t nearly destroy the school like Noriko, so you’re getting off easy by comparison. But you can’t do this again. No matter how much you’re hurting.” 

Cessily sniffles.

CESSILY: “I’m sorry, Miss Moonstar. I don’t know what came over me. It’s like one second I was just angry, and the next, I felt like I HAD to hurt them.” 

DANI: “I know, but…” Dani trails off as she has a thought. “Cessily, you said Roxanne only started acting differently after The Cuckoos showed up, right?” 

Cessily nods and tells her that just this morning, Roxy was arranging with her parents for her to audition for their next music video, but she guesses that was a lie. 

Dani, without another word, proceeds to give a call to Roxy’s father. We only see Dani’s side of the conversation, but all she does is check to see if Roxy was lying or not. Of course, she was not. 

With Cessily still deeply confused as to what’s going on, Dani hangs up and hops onto her computer. Cessily questions what she’s doing. Dani pulls up The Cuckoos’ file and the audience gets to see two of Emma’s notes about them: 1) They’re among the most gifted telepaths she’s ever met, perhaps on the same level as Captain Britain, and 2) They have sociopathic tendencies. 

Dani smacks her desk. 

DANI: “God dammit.” 

CESSILY: “What’s going on?” 

Dani gets up and tells Cessily to follow her. She’s not the one getting detention today. 

Iceman and Beast are still stuck in the under-level of the Danger Room. Bobby asks Hank if he’s seen any good movies lately. Hank doesn’t answer. Bobby asks Hank if he’s built anything cool lately. Hank just sighs. Bobby, starting to get a little pissed at his old friend’s attitude, begins whistling obnoxiously. 

Hank tries to ignore it, but the longer Bobby goes, the louder he gets. And, eventually, Hank snaps. 

HANK: “Would you quit it with that infernal, brain-rattling whistling?!” 

BOBBY, instantly shooting back: “Only if you tell me what your problem is! You’ve had a stick up your butt ever since I got here. What, have you come so far as a scientist that I’m too low brow for you now? You’re too good for me, so you don’t want me around?” 

HANK: “No, I DON’T want you around, but it has nothing to do with me.” 

BOBBY: “Then why?!” 

Hank sighs. 

HANK: “When I got the call from Jean that the school would be re-opening and the X-Men would be re-forming, I was thrilled. I thought it would be just like the old days, but better. But…they aren’t. They’re so different, I’m not even sure I fully comprehend them. What I understand is that we’re moving in the wrong direction. And anyone who’s on this ship when it reaches its endpoint will be worse for it.” 

There’s a pause as the atmosphere becomes more somber. 

BOBBY: “Look, if this is about Scott and Emma–” 

HANK: “Not just them, but…yes. And please, do not try and defend their actions to me. As far as I’m concerned, the man who’d cheat on Jean and who’d murder a woman, even a monster like Cassandra Nova, in cold blood, is not the Cyclops we grew up with.” 

Another pause.

BOBBY: “So what are YOU still doing here then?” 

BEAST: “I’m seeing out the rest of the school-year for my students. I’ve already arranged for Forge to come and take my place come September.” 

BOBBY: “Damn. It’ll suck not having you around, but I’m not going anywhere.” Bobby chuckles. “And hey, when things do work out for the best, I’ll be able to laugh in your face that you were wrong about something for once.” 

Beast smiles remorsefully. 

BEAST: “I’ve never hoped for you to make stupid jokes at my expense more.” 

Storm continues to battle the Brotherhood, but the fight doesn’t last long. 

Toad hops on Storm’s back and sniffs her hair, poorly flirting with her as he asks what shampoo she uses, because it’s making his heart go crazy, only for her to blow him away with a fierce wind, sending him flying into Pyro, and launching them both down the extended hallway headfirst into a wall, knocking them both out. Without Pyro as backup and Toad’s distractions, Avalanche is defenseless as Storm takes him down with a single lightning blast. 

STORM: “Dammit.” 

Ororo realizes in the middle of the action, Mystique abandoned her team and made a run for it. She goes to fly after her, but Blob attacks. Storm proceeds to just lift him off the ground, leaving him to wiggle his legs, as he’s left helpless. 

BLOB: “Hey! You let me go, now! I’ll knock your head off!” 

STORM: “Fred, weren’t you in therapy?” 

BLOB: “I still am! Just here supporting my family.” 

STORM: “You may have meant well, but this destructive behavior under any circumstances will only ever set you back. You need to cease being a super-villain if you wish to make progress. Do you understand?” 

BLOB: “I…you…yeah. Sorry, Storm.” 

STORM: “It’s okay.” 

As Fred smiles, Ororo grabs his face and electrocutes him at point blank range until he’s unconscious.

With the boys all down, Storm calls out to Cyclops, who’s barely holding his own against Logan in hand-to-hand combat, that she’s pursuing Mystique, and flies off. 

As Logan and Scott continue to fight, their conversation continues. Scott tells Logan that he knows he messed up. No matter what he was feeling toward Emma at that moment, he shouldn’t have betrayed Jean. 

SCOTT: “And if you think I haven’t been beating myself up for what I did every second since it happened, then you don’t know me at all.” 

LOGAN: “Guilt doesn’t make things any better, Bub.” 

SCOTT: “No, it doesn’t…but isn’t there also a reason she chose me over you?” 

As Logan loses his cool completely at that and attacks more like an animal than the master martial artist he is, Scott is finally able to land a blast on him and put distance between them. 

Scott tells Logan that he knows he loved Jean just as much as he does, and that Jean loved him back, but while Scott may have hurt her worse, Logan hurt her first. 

SCOTT: “Or do you think she didn’t end things with you for good because she couldn’t stand your attitude? Your jealousy, your sense of “ownership”, and the way you’d run off on her for “business” on a dime. Face it, Logan. Neither of us was good enough for her. Neither of us was ever good enough for her.”

Veins practically pop out of Logan's head as he hears all this. Once Scott is done, however, Logan finally gets a hold of his temper. 

Both unsure of what to say, but their fight over, the two simply stand where they are. 

The Cuckoos are getting moved into their dorm room, with Bling! helping them decorate. They're all laughing about something when Dani appears in their doorway, Mercury nervously hiding behind her. 

Sophie asks if Cessily has received her punishment and has been brought here to offer an apology, but Dani tells her to cut the crap. She knows what they did. 

The Cuckoos play dumb, but Dani doesn't play around with this kind of thing and uses her powers on them. While we don't see what they see, Dani subjects them to their worst fears. As they cry and scream, Roxy threatens Dani, while Dani orders the Cuckoos to undo the brainwashing. 

The Cuckoos quickly relent in the face of a challenge, as bullies so often do, and free Roxy from their control. Dani turns her powers off, and the sisters collapse on their beds. 

CESSILY, sheepishly: "Roxy?"

Roxy groans as she rubs her aching head. For a moment, it seems like she doesn't remember anything, but her mind is just playing catch up.

Roxy runs into Cessily's arms as she apologizes profusely, but Cessily is just crying happy tears none of this was real and that she has her back. 

Roxy spins around, not letting go of Cess, and shouts at the Cuckoos that they're all fucking psychopaths. 

Roxy leads Cess out of there. 

CELESTE, holding herself: "Sociopaths, actually."

PHOEBE: "People always get those mixed up."

IRMA: "We're in trouble, aren't we?"

DANI: "Ooooh, big time."

Scott and Logan stand next to each other, backs against the wall of the SHIELD base hallway. 

It's silent at first, save for the occasional sniffle or cough, until Logan speaks. 

LOGAN: "So…seriously? Frost?"

Scott laughs. He knows it seems crazy, but he's gotten to know her better than anyone, and she understands parts of him he never even knew existed. Parts of him which were repressed for so long. 

Intending to insult himself, Scott says he might actually have more in common with her than he ever did with Jean. Still, that doesn't change anything. He isn't taking their relationship any further. 

Another brief silence. 

LOGAN: "Why the Hell not?"

Logan says there are few things he cares about less than the love life of Scott Summers if Jean isn't involved, but she clearly means something to him, and he did what he did for a reason. He acted on instinct, and instinct? That's who you are. 

More silence. 

SCOTT: "Are you just saying all of this so you have no competition when Jean comes home?"

LOGAN: "That depends. Do you agree?"

Before this subject can be further discussed, Storm returns. Mystique got away…again. 

She questions what Logan was doing here, and the succinct answer just makes her pinch her forehead over how stupid her boys are. He *really* helped break free one of their greatest enemies just so he could fight Scott. 

Logan makes a point that he didn't actually kill anyone here, he just didn't stop the Brotherhood from killing the cops who'd be rounding them all up if Charles hadn't made a convenient arrangement with them. Storm tells him Maria Hill is still going to want him locked up just for being here and helping Mystique escape, but Scott assures them both he won't let that happen. X-Men don't just turn over their own. 

Scott and Logan fist clasp. 

In the cafeteria, Cessily and Roxy are having dinner. Roxy feels so incredibly violated by what the Cuckoos did, but she's more concerned about if Cess is okay. She knows she didn't mean any of what she said, right?

There's no doubt in Cessily's mind. Now that she has her girlfriend back, everything is perfect. For her. She's going to do everything she can to make sure Roxy is okay too. She's heard a bunch of kids are going to see a guy named Dr. Garrison, a Mutant ally therapist, lately, so maybe they can give him a call. 

Roxy shakes her head, saying she doesn't want that.

ROXY: "But, seriously, if after all this you don't want to be in my rents' music video, it's chill. You gotta take care of yourself first."

Cessily giggles and, under her breath, remarks that "Nori actually brought it back." 

Picking her head up, Cessily says she's more confident than ever that she wants to be in the video. If it took literal brainwashing to make the coolest girl on Earth think she isn't hot, and girls like the Cuckoos are the only ones who disagree, then she has nothing to worry about. 

CESSILY: "Maybe being a Mutant isn't the worst thing in the world after all."

As the two hold hands, the Cuckoos enter the cafeteria. 

ROXY: "Yo barbies!" The sisters turn to look at her. "If you wanted to be my friend that badly, you could have just tried being nice."

The Cuckoos seem like they may have something apologetic to say, but they quickly turn back around and continue walking, sneers on their faces. 

Continuing to pan across the cafeteria, we find Sofia and Noriko. Sofia questions how Noriko knew all wasn't as it seemed with Roxy. Noriko sighs and tells her that, after her fight with Julian, she no longer thinks things are with him either. Sofia isn't sure what to say to that. 

In Emma's bedroom in the school, she's in her nightgown and brushing her hair before bed. There's a knock at her door. 

Emma gets up and opens the door to reveal Scott. Before Emma can even get out the first three words of a witty remark, Scott grabs her and plants a long kiss on her lips. The two walk over to and fall onto the bed as Emma shuts her door telekinetically. 

Scott, on top of her, pulls up to breathe, smiling as he sees the widest grin on Emma's face. 

EMMA: "What changed your mind?"

SCOTT: "Instinct is who you are. I'm done denying who I am just to make others happy." Pause. "Even if she hates me for it."

The two resume enthusiastically making out as they rip each other's clothes off. 

We cut directly to Mystique and Destiny, also making out in bed. 

MYSTIQUE: "I counted the days till we would be reunited."

DESTINY: "As did I, my immortal love."

MYSTIQUE, smiling innocently: "I only wish my prison stay could have been as lovely as time with our daughter." Pause. "Is everything still on track?"

DESTINY: "Yes. We are still moving toward the sacred timeline."

The two resume having sex, as we cut between them, Scott and Emma having sex, and Cessily and Roxy just resting their heads against one another as they listen to music together. 

In the Danger Room basement, Bobby and Hank are both passed out when Kurt BAMFS in, having been looking everywhere for them. With Beast's back aching and Bobby joking about not getting to do his skin care before falling asleep, Kurt teleports them out. 

Once back in the common area, Kurt asks what happened. Beast isn't positive on the details, but it shouldn't be anything serious. So long as no one uses the Danger Room, everything should be fine.

We close out in the Danger Room, sinister music playing as a feminine face forms in one of its walls.  

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BONUS: 

Since several members were revealed this episode, I’ll mention that Scott’s squad consists of Quill, Specter, Armor, Greymalkin, Wolf Cub, and, formerly, DJ.

#New X-Men: The Animated Series #New X-Men #Academy X #Scott Summers #Emma Frost #Ororo Munroe #Kitty Pryde #Roberto Da Costa #Laura Kinney #Bobby Drake #Sofia Mantega #Julian Keller #Noriko Ashida #Sooraya Qadir #Cessily Kincaid #Brian Cruz #Roxanne Washington #The Stepford Cuckoos

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Quick thoughts after watching The Last Kingdom 2x2 (and some rambling on the side)

I love Hild

Uhtred`s eyelashes are something else

Halig`s 'Do you need to shit or not?' is one of the funniest lines in the series so far. The delivery`s just 🤣

Uhtred and Gisela have a nice chem, I quite like them together

Sihtric is SO likeable

I LOVE HILD

Beocca is breaking my heart (also a little throwback: I didn`t expect him to say THAT to Skorpa back in S1 but YAY)

Uhtred`s got PRESENCE now! Good for you, man

I missed Alfred`s fam💜 Yes, even Aelswith:) Eliza Butterworth, you ARE a queen

I haven`t really formed my opinion on Gisela`s character yet. She`s well-loved in the fandom from what I understand but I`d rather reserve my judgment for later. I mean, she IS likeable, but given how utterly brilliant the majority of TLK characters are she`ll need to be more than that to stand out (speaking of: did I mention I LOVE HILD?)

Disclaimer: nothing in the previous statement implies that I ship Uhtred with Hild and want Gisela to get out of the picture so they could be together or something like that. I just LOVE Hild, ok?

During the episode: Guthred is getting on my nerves. I mean, he`s a good character, completely human and all that, but I`d really like to smack him with a wet rag. After the episode: You know what, dude, I checked the number of the episodes you`re in and let me tell you I`M NOT SORRY IN THE SLIGHTEST YOU MISERABLE RAT

But also: slavery? Finan? FINAN?!

Odda the Younger: dies in Season 1. Me: Oh, who am I gonna hate with a visceral passion now? Abbot Eadred:

Sidenote: I`m 100% with @lonnson about TLK being superior to HotD. Like don`t even try to compare them (not that I`m actually trying to forbid someone to do this but come on). As much as it pains me to say that (because I`m way too invested in this damn dragon show for my own good), IMO the only truly great things about HotD are:

the acting, and TLK is still superior here because absolutely EVERYONE is giving their all, no matter the screentime and the degree of character development. Meanwhile in HotD: Baela? Rhaena (right, they were butchered by the script, but still)? Adult (sorta) Jacaerys (Harry, I expect more from you next season)?

dynamics between certain characters, and once again TLK beats the absolute crap out of HotD here. Plus the best dynamics in the latter are THAT compelling mainly thanks to the acting and not the script

the score. Well, this is the one aspect where HotD prevails for me. TLK score is amazing as well, very organic and atmospheric, but I just can`t resist Ramin Djawadi`s magic, I guess

#the last kingdom #tlk #hotd critical

[hotforharrysheart]

Coachella Virgin Part 1

The bedroom was dark except for the light from your laptop. Earbuds in, you were totally engrossed in an old episode of Dateline where a man convicted for pushing his wife off a cliff was being interviewed. He was about to make his confession when you felt the hand on your shoulder.

“Ahhh!!” you shrieked your body jumping and knocking the laptop over onto a pillow. “What the hell, Harry, you scared the shit outta me!” you say grabbing your chest.

“Jesus, babe, why do ya always watch tha’ kinda stuff alone in the dark?!” He says shaking his head and leaning down to kiss your forehead.

“I’m thinking about this story for my first podcast. It’s eerily interesting!” You look at your laptop, “Geez it’s late”

Harry takes his shoes off with a thud and crawls into bed next to you propped up against the headboard. You close the laptop and move to sit between his legs.

“How did your meeting go?” You whisper when he wraps his arms around your waist.

“Went well…the outfit ‘m gonna wear is sorted an’ ready…I’m looking forward ta it, gonna be a lot of people there.”

“I’m excited for you, H. You’re gonna kill it.”

Kissing behind your ear he whispers, “Come to LA wi’ me, love. Ya can come to rehearsal an’ then ride up wi’ me ta La Quinta.”

Turning your head to look at him you see his green eyes searching yours.

"H, you're gonna be so busy....and I have nothing to wear...it’s not like I’ve ever been to something like that…” you say, fidgeting with the end of your T-shirt.

“Here’s my phone. Text, Lambert,” he says casually.

Stunned, you look him straight in the eyes, “Harry, he’ll be dressing everyone. He won’t have time for me.” You draw you fingers up to your mouth and say, "Plus, I can’t just text Lambert!”

He sighs and grabs his phone and shoots a quick text and says, "Baby, I don' jus’ want ya there, I need ya there...."

You sigh.

“C’mere,” he says wrapping his arms tightly around you and pulling your fingers from your mouth. “Wish ya wouldn’t do tha’, ya’ll ruin ya polish…”

"So, what would you like me to wear?" You ask.

His eyebrows go up.

Turning to him you question, "By the way what are YOU wearing?"

"First of all, ya’ll have ta wait ta see wha’ I wear, when ya get there, ‘s a secret, an’ second, don't ever ask me wha’ I wan’ ya ta wear, because it makes me hard thinkin’ abou’ it.”

His phone beeps, just as you’re about to argue.

“’S Lambert. Here’s ya choices,” he says, kissing down your throat.

Scrolling through, "H, these are kinda revealing, do you think I can pull it off?"

“’Course ya can. An’ then I’ll pull it off,” he says, smirking.

"Harry!" you say squirming on his lap. You whisper in his ear, "I can feel you poking me in the bum, think you better settle down!"

“Can’ help it, love. Know what ya do ta me…’n I missed ya today…” he says kissing down your neck and nibbling his way back up.

"What do you think about this gold beaded with the pale pink?" You say, resting your head back against his shoulder.

“Love the pink but I’d like ya ta have different lingerie under there. I’ll get Alessandro ta send some over…maybe like the red set?”

“Umm, Harry that set barely covers my ass, hard no!” You say, giggling.

He kisses you deeply maintaining eye contact, "I really love ya in as little as possible..."

A blush creeps up on your cheeks down to your chest, “You really do, don’t you?”

"I love ya babe an’ I want ya ta feel sexy tha’ night, because when ya feel sexy…mmm, it makes me crazy."

“You make me feel sexy, H.” you pant.

"Wha’ are ya wearing under this?" He says trying to pull up your shirt. He's smirking at your expression as you move to straddle him.

“Well, mister, I have nothing on under this shirt, but you have rehearsals to get to early in the morning, you need to rest..." you say, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“Hmmm…I think I need ta rehearse something else first…” he says, while threading his fingers in your hair.

"You don't think you better save up that energy?" You say, rolling your hips into his.

"Fuck, love,” he groans looking down where your hips meet. “Got enough energy fo’ both. Don’ I?” He says with a smile.

You shiver and goosebumps break out all over your body. “You DO know how to make things last."

Harry runs his hands up your thighs to your bum and pulls you closer. “Wan’ you.” He mutters against your lips. “Wan’ ya s’bad. Tell me baby, do ya wan’ me, too?”

Running your hands through his hair you touch your forehead to his. “Jesus, H..."

"Take this off fo’ me." He states in a low voice.

You cross your arms, grabbing the bottom of the shirt and twist it off over your head and throw it to the side.

His fingers draw light circles on your lower back causing you to shiver. You lean forward to gently place a light kiss on his raspberry-colored lips. He moves his hands to the sides of your neck and slants his head in order to take the kiss deeper.

“Open fo’ me.” He says, tracing the seam of your lips with his tongue. His tongue dives in and his kiss become ravenous. “How do ya wan’ me babe?" He pants against your lips while his thumbs stroke your cheeks. He pulls your head down and kisses his way to your ear, "How do ya wan’ my cock? Fast? Slow? Here? On the chair? On the floor? However, wherever, anything ya want. Tell me how ya want me ta take ya…”

You moan against his lips.

"Can smell ya, know tha’ ya wan’ me,” he whispers before sucking on your earlobe.

Your eyes flutter. “I…oh god…just like this. Want to ride you just like this. Slow. I want to really feel you, H.” You can feel your wet pussy rubbing against the zipper on his trousers. You know you’re making a wet spot on them.

His hands run down your chest to cup your breasts as his mouth kisses it’s way down your neck and collarbone.

You feel him smile against the swell of your breast when he mutters in his deep raspy voice, the one that comes naturally to him when he’s really turned on, "My baby wants it slow an’ easy, huh?" His mouth is working his way to your hard nipple. His hands have worked their way down and are rubbing circles on the cheeks of your bum.

“Yes. Want you so bad, H. Wanna touch you, taste you, smell you…hear you…it’s all so, so good.”

Pulling up on your bum, "Up, please."

You huff loudly.

“Just fo’ a minute, baby….s’I can get these trousers off."

“The shirt too.” You demand. Standing, you can't help but do whatever you can to get him stripped at lightning speed, stealing kisses among the buttons and zippers. “H, you’re so beautiful,” you whisper looking him up and down.

He gives you a full dimpled smile and actually blushes. “C'mere," he says as he moves to the bed, pulling you to him and onto his lap. “God, ya feel s’good, love. Ya s’soft… can’ stop touching ya.”

Sliding your hands up his arms, over his biceps to settle on his shoulders, you kiss his lips and then kiss down his neck. “Might want to tell the band you’re gonna be late in the morning. This rehearsal might run over,” you mutter, scraping your teeth against his sharp jaw. Your hand slides down his chest and stomach until you reach his happy trail.

His nostrils flair as you grab his cock.

“Might have to rehearse more than one position,” you say, positioning him at your entrance.

"Fuckin' hell, babe,” he groans. “Ya ready fo’ me?"

You don’t answer, you simply push your hips forward until he enters you.

His head falls back and your mouth opens in a silent sigh, "I love how that feels.... the first time you slide in, it’s like I can feel you through my whole body,” you moan, grinding down farther on him so he's as deep as you can take him.

Bodies so close your nipples are brushing his chest.

“Touch me here." You grab his hands and move them to your breasts. “Tell me…tell me how much you love them,” you whisper.

He groans cupping your breasts and lightly pinching your nipples. He leans forward to kiss your lips and then down farther to kiss one nipple. “Sweetheart, love ev'ry damn thing ‘bout this body, an’ these tits, my tits....mmmm…s’good," he says thrusting his hips slightly causing you to let out a squeaky moan. Pressing his forehead to yours he whispers, "These tits are amazing, someday I want ya ta let me fuck ‘em."

You gasp. “Y-yeah?”

"Baby, did ya jus’ get wetter?” he says against your lips. “Does tha’ excite my girl?"

Rolling your hips, you tell him, “everything about fucking you excites me, H. I want it…I want it all.” You lean forward to whisper in his ear, "I want you to teach me how to please you in ways I’ve never experienced, I want you to show me how to please you in all ways.”

His head falls back. “Jesus fuc-king Christ babe…shit.”

You raise up a little and then grind back down on him. “I'm so wet for you H, and you’re so fucking hard.” You kiss his mouth. “Mmm… How can you be so hard and feel so gentle to me all at the same time?” You pull his fingers to your clit. “Tell me how much you love your cunt.”

"I dream about my cunt an’ our spot, sometimes someone will be talkin’ ta me abou’ something an’ I'll kinda space out reminiscing the feel, the taste, the smell, the sounds when it’s really wet…”

You involuntarily clench down on him.

"Hmm…do tha’ again, darling," he says rolling his head back. "Squeeze me." He licks his lips. “Yeah, it's kinna embarrassing ta look down an’ hope tha’ no one notices wha’ I'm spaced out abou’."

You moan.

"God, babe, I love tha’ this cunt gets wetter when I talk dirty ta ya,” he whispers as he licks your lips. He kisses you deeply, licking into your mouth and sucking your bottom lip. “I love how it holds me tight, like the snuggest hug ever." Reaching down to grasp your thighs, “I love these legs that cradle me while I make love to ya…when I fuck ya…” He looks down in between you and he can see you moving over his dick. And how wet his dick is.

You notice him looking and run your hands through his hair.

His mouth drops open. “Holy fuck babe.”

He takes your hand and slides your fingers down to where you’re joined, "Can ya feel tha’? ‘M s’deep when ya sat like this." Guiding your hips up and down, he searches your eyes, "How’s tha’ feel?"

Your mouth drops open, “Feels so good.”

"Rub ya clit, love," he says, kissing your forehead.

Your fingers move slowly on your clit and you shiver, clenching down on him. “H-harry.... h-help me....." you say with a whine, cupping your breasts with your head to the side.

"Wha’ do ya need, huh?"

"Touch me.”

“I am touching ya.” He smirks. “Use ya words, love.”

You huff and look down at your tits. “Want you to...to....bite them.”

“Bite where?” But he’s gulping.

In barely a whisper you say, “suck them and bite my nipples."

He thrusts up hard.

“Ahh-ah...Jesus, Harry…did you just get harder?” you say, searching his face.

He’s panting. “Fuck, yes! How hard, baby, hmmm? How hard do ya wan’ me ta bite them?”

“Bite them hard, H! Really just…bite them hard!” You hold them up to him like an offering.

Taking both in his hands and moves his mouth to the right one and begins to kiss and suck the tip into a pointed end.

You look down just in time to see those beautiful white teeth of his bite at your nipple as his lips close around them

“Ahhh! Oh my fucking god!!!” You sob out along with a loud moan.

He pops off, "Was tha’ good? Babe, did I do it righ’?”

You’re panting, head thrown back. “God, that was so fucking good. I..holy shit.”

He’s smirking in awe..."Makes me s’fuckin’ hard when ya tell me how ta please ya.” He repeats the same action on your other tit and you feel like you might explode. He groans as he feels you get wetter. He pushes you off his lap. “Lay back, love.”

You nod. “Ok.”

He moves to hover over you and kiss you sucking your tongue into his own mouth. He then kisses down your body.

“H…w-what…w-what’re you doing?”

"Jesus, I gotta have a taste...I need ta taste ya cream on my tongue"

Your eyes go wide, "But I'm so wet?"

He groans. “Mmmm - Exactly”

"And you've been inside me."

"An tha’ makes ya wetter knowin’ tha’ doesn't it?" He grins. “Tha’ I wanna taste ya wi’ a little mix of me in there, fuck tha’s sexy innit?”

You blush and shyly nod your head

“I’m dripping for you, Harry.”

He smirks. “Lemme help ya wi’ tha’.”

You can't help it, your fingers go straight to your mouth in nervous anticipation.

Just as he's about to kiss your cunt, he slowly reaches up and pulls your hand away from your mouth, "Tsk, Tsk, Tsk, babe.”

He keeps your hand in his, threading your fingers together. Maintaining deep eye contact, he licks a long, deep stripe through your soaked slit from your entrance to the hood of your clit.

Your back arches sharply and your eyes close. You’re so sensitive and swollen, you know it won’t take long for him to make you come undone.

"Keep ya eyes on me, ok?"

Your chest is heaving. “H…”

"Wan' ya ta cum on my tongue an’ look into my eyes knowing it's me tha’s making ya feel s’good.”

You nod. You watch as he licks another long stripe up your slit, first softly and then a second harder one causing your hips to jerk up.

He moves his hand to hold you down and then sucks your swollen clit into his mouth. You cry out and can’t keep your eyes open.

He pops off.

“No! Why’d you stop?”

"Where are ya eyes supposed ta be?"

“On yours,” you pant.

"Who's makin’ it feel good?" he demands.

You roll your head to the side.

He bites his lip in anticipation…then smacks your clit. “I said, who’s makin’ ya feel good?” He asks again.

“Ahhhh! Fuck! Oh my god, Harry…You are!”

"Tha’s right, this is my cunt, now let me taste it properly, with ya eyes on me,” he says sternly.

"Harry, I'm so sensitive!"

"Good, I like you like tha’."

Groaning, “Please! Need you to do something!”

“Eyes on me, please.” He smirks, and with that incredible tongue of his, he licks deeply into your pussy.

Your legs fall apart wider and your hips buck up. You squeeze his fingers when he latches on to your clit and begins to circle it with a pointed tongue.

He pops off, then goes back in, circles, pops off, then goes back in again.

Mouth open, you’re trying to hold in the shriek that's deep in your chest. “Ungh...Ha-Har…f-feel so fucking good..." you moan in a breathy voice.

His beautiful green eyes have turned black with lust and determination. “Need ta hear ya....need ta see ya cum...please...love" he says in between popping off and back on, his lips glistening with your juices.

"Harry, I-I-I need to close my eyes! I have to! I’m sorry! I have to!”

With dilated, lust-filled eyes, he pops off, "No. You. Look. At. Me. Cum fo’ me, please, I need to see it in ya eyes.”

“Oh Fuck-oh Fuck-oh fuck!”

His mouth suctions back to your clit and you can feel your release exploding through your body.

“There she is….good girl,” he praises against your cunt, “My good girl.”

You’re panting desperately trying to catch your breath.

He moves up your body to rest on his elbows, face to face. He’s brushing your hair out of your face on either side laying soft kisses on your cheeks. “Jus’ breathe, darling, please, jus’ breathe…did s’good fo’ me. Just wish I could capture tha’ moment ya eyes change when ya cum. Jesus, I can be such a selfish bastard when it comes to ya orgasms…” he mutters to himself. “Ya body dances fo’ me, ya voice sings an’ ya eyes show me ya soul…it’s like nothing I’ve ever seen,” he says smiling down at you. “Ya ok?” He kisses your lips and ruts his hips into yours. “Need ya, darlin. ‘M so hard.”

Running your hands through the curls hanging down in his face, “I’m yours Harry, take me."

"Ya sure ya ok, baby?"

Hands grabbing at his biceps. “Yes, H, I’m good! So good! I’ll…cum again. Cum a-again for you! I want you inside me. Now.”

He sits back on his knees between your legs. You attempt to sit up with him and he shakes his head, “No stay there.”

Grinning he looks proudly at you. “Babe, ya so fucked out, ain't cha? Never seen ya so...’s like ya outta ya body or summat.” Lust turns his accent thick and deep. “Ya eyes are all glassy.”

You giggle. “I just…I…Harry, what you do to me. Just…God.”

“Wha’ do I do ta ya baby?” he says, smirking.

“You make me crazy with desire and love and…it’s intense. I…can’t get enough.” You smile shyly. “You’ve well and truly ruined me, Styles,” you say with a girlish giggle.

He throws his head back with a laugh, “Ya ruined me too, love.” Suddenly, he grabs you under your knees and pulls you onto his thighs so that your bum is propped up and your pussy is perfectly aligned with his cock. He runs his finger tips down your chest from collarbones, over your breasts, and down to your luscious thighs, "Need ta fuck ya like this, 'm s’hard...can ya open wider fo’ me...maybe I can just slide in like this.”

You gasp as he pulls you closer.

“Wrap ya legs around me babe…yeah, jus’ like tha’,” he says, just as you open your legs wider and put your feet next to his bum. His hands slide to your waist. Panting he says, “put me in babe.”

You reach to put him in.

Bangs hanging on his forehead, eyes nearly black with lust, so hard he feels like he’s on fire. “Unnngh…God Damn, when ya come hard like tha’, ya s’tight after...relax, love, let me in, babe." He's watching intently as his cock slowly disappears inside you.

You can't help but smile seeing the pleasure on his face, "So good, Harry… you always feel so good inside me.” You arch your back and your eyes roll back.

He lets out a loud groan as he bottoms out. Blowing out a puff of air, “Jesus fuck, love. Ya have no idea how good this feels.” With his right hand he brushes down your arched body between your breasts down to your tummy. "So fuckin' beautiful."

You squeeze your pussy tight on him and make eye contact to see his response.

“Fuck! Don’! I’ll cum! I’ll fuckin’ cum!” he pleads. His hands move to your waist, biceps flexing, he’s moving you on him. In deep…pulling almost all the way out before pressing back in - setting a steady pace.

Your fingers reach for his forearm. “Harder....H, please, fuck me harder."

"Touch yourself an I'll fuck ya harder," he says, panting.

Tit's bouncing, you slide your hands down to your sensitive swollen clit and gasp at how good it feels.

"Tha's it babe. Fuck me, tha’ feels s’good...keep goin'"

"D-don't stop Harry, please.”

Watching himself going in and out, “God…ya should see yaself like this, baby. Wish I had a camera.”

He feels you gush at his words. “Fuck!”

"Oooo, Harry right there....Oh my god, that's..."

"Tha’s our spot innit?"

You roll your head, "mmmm...yeeessss....." You can't help but smile blissfully.

His eyes follow your head, and he smiles proudly, "I got ya, love." He starts moving you on his dick faster. “God, ya tits…unghhh! Ya close, love? Please tell me ya close!”

“Can't hold it anymore, when you hit that spot...I just can’t hold it, please cum with me Harry, please, please.."

He pumps three more times deeply and falls forward onto his hands. His body he stiffens as he lets out a groan an octave lower than his normal voice.

Emptying himself inside you, you sing out a string of sighed air and repeated sounds...with a final muttered, "Harry..." spoken like a whisper of amazement and devotion.

He rests his head on your sternum, panting heavily.

Your hands go to the back of his head and your fingers comb through his hair.

He shifts just a little bit and your back arches.

“Sorry,” he pants out.

“S’ok. Just really sensitive.”

He wraps his arms around your waist and squeezes you tight.

"My god Harry...will it always be like this?"

He looks up, resting his chin on the back of his hand, "I believe it’ll only get better. Our shared joys an’ experiences will only make us grow an’ open even more wi’ each other."

You smile at him, brushing back his hair. “You should write that down. This is so much better than I ever imagined, and I imagined it really, really good. I’m so proud of you, Harry.”

He smiles and kisses your tummy.

"Thank ya, love. Shall we see what Alessandro might have that would go with the pink n gold?"

“Mmmm….Ok, let’s see if I can move….”

#Coachella virgin part 1 #harry smut #harry styles smut #original content #harry styles fanfiction #friends to lovers

[loveyourownsmiilee]

Oliver talked about Buck missing Eddie on the 118, that he was struggling with Eddie not working with him, but we don`t see it at all, and I`m a little bummed by that, and I wonder if scenes like that has been cut. We have seen Hen talking about and missing Chim several times, but not a single word from any of them about Eddie.

I mean let’s be real, he’s mentioned Eddie in the first episode and how he had dinner with him. But let’s look at his actions yeah? Even though he’s not explicitly talking about missing Eddie, we can clearly see he is struggling to some extent. What I mean by this is that Eddie is always on his mind regardless of what’s happening at work. He’s on his mind when the teams talking about stuff in 5.14, which then leads to him hatching a plan for how to help Eddie. He’s thinking about Eddie and Christopher in tonight’s episode when he asks “who’s gonna tell the kids” or whatever. Because that was directly paralleling him telling Chris about Eddie getting shot. And not just that but knowing he’s Christopher’s legal guardian in case Eddie does die. You think in that very moment he wasn’t thinking about Eddie in any way? I know we all wanna hear him talk about Eddie but it’s in his actions. He’s not working as seamlessly with anyone else like he does with Eddie. And I think we’re gonna see that come to play next episode when they’re paired off again. I feel like we’ll have a moment where one of them tells each other they missed working together or another member of the 118 makes a comment about how wonderful they work together as partners. So I think it’s there underneath the surface with Buck. Just look at him involving Bobby to come stay with Eddie, involving Taylor to help him get ahold of Charlie. He’s talking about Eddie but we’re just not seeing it explicitly happen. But it’s there and Eddie’s always on his mind and I like to think in his heart as well 🥹

#juju answers #anon asks #buddie #911 spoilers #give me buddie or give me hell

[zerozeroluckybang]

I'm pretty sure I've expressed this before, but I was really worried going into Between Us because I knew the story was starting during UWMA which meant a lot of content would be extremely familiar. It's not that I don' t love a good parallel story, but I was a little worried I may end up... impatient?

But I am happy to report that so far, Between Us is EVERYTHING I wanted out of this series and more. Boun and Prem are perfect, I didn't realize how much I missed Manow, I'm excited to see Pharm and Dean from others' POV, and I'm actually super excited to learn more about newer characters we haven't really gotten to know just yet.

I kind of figure they're trying to make us fall in love with some of these characters so that maybe another series would spring from it, and I think I'd be down (tho there is no peak level excitement unless we get a Pruek and Manow mini series (Like give me one good adventure with those two), but please don't start it in the same time frame as UWMA and BU start.

Anyway, like before, I hate that we have to wait until next Sunday to watch the next episode. Why must they torture us like this?

#between us the series #WinTeam #Manow #Pruek #PharmDean

[tsuki-sennin]

Jya! Jya-Jya-Jya. Jyama? Jyamato.

Jurapira! Henshin.

I believe this is the Recap Episode (TM). I didn't mean to wait so long to watch it (lie), but I guess now's as good a time as any. Waiting for KingOhger's making me feel like I'm constantly breaking out into meat sweats.

Spoilers, I guess...

-Haha, hello, Samas-san!

-Niram-P, hello!

-This'd better be good, you guys!

-There's a lot of space next to Michinaga and Daichi in the intro.

-Time-traveling murder.

-Ohhhhhh, the audience picks people to audition.

-"Hey look man, you're on TV!"

-Beroba just nuked an entire forest. That sorta slipped my mind a little.

-Little fun fact about her, by the way: She's got the same name as the Japanese name as the Gen 8 Pokémon Impidimp. Spelled slightly different ("ベロバ" as opposed to "ベロバー"), but very fitting for her character.

-"We've been around. Romans, samurai, robots..."

-Our little world was never an exception.

-Oh man, that time travel angle adds so many layers to how fucked up this whole thing is.

-How many absolutely horrendous crimes did various Desire Gods commit and/or cover up with their wishes? How many people were fed into the meat grinder for these assholes?

-"Many people became God, Neon-chan. It might even be you some day."

-Ukiyo Ace. I sincerely hope that Ace's insane John Cena promotion means that the DGP haven't been able to grant any genocide wishes for a long time.

-Thank you Ziin, we get it, Ace is the coolest man on the planet.

-...so, Ace was a teenager in a Japanese high school when he first fought the Jyamato. His fractured memories and Julius Caesar coin told me he was a Roman, but perhaps...

-Ohhh, I got an idea!

-Okay so, if Mama Mitsume was a DGP navigator, then it's entirely possible that she was also a Rider at some point. She kicked Jyamato ass, and used her wish to give Ace the life she couldn't. And the Goddess of Desire interpreted that as "become a Japanese highschooler".

-"Kon Kon time, boy."

-Hot damn, Tsumuri just gave him a gun, huh?

-I take it back, this is way better than a recap episode.

-Hot damn, they even caught him eating breakfast with Big Sis Tsumuri.

-Ohhhh, Win, I miss you.

-Tycoon and Nago!

-The best by default, frankly!

-"Damn right you're a Kamen Rider! You should be thankin' me, kid!"

-"No, lots of my friends are from the future!"

-So... he really is just a frog man, huh?

-Noooooooooo, Taira-san :(((

-Goutokuji...

-"I have to bring back the lost... no matter what!"

-Neon...

-Homegirl...

-I get real weird vibes off of this guy.

-Kyuun.

-Our ideal worlds are just a championship away.

-So close, yet farther than it's ever been!

-Beroba's gonna gaslight gatekeep girlboss her way into the show's cancellation.

-Her and her goddamn Breaking Mammoth Rider form.

-"So like... how are we gonna fix this?"

-Oh fuck, here she comes

-The Jyamato are unionizing!

-They became people!

-Jyamato Grand Prix! A game where Bugsters kill humans!

-"Kill Niram-P! Take his Driver! Become Jama Jesus!"

-I guess the Jyamato don;t

-Tsumuri's got technical skill.

-Time to go save the people.

-"Good luck, Mr. Michi! I look forward to watching your sweep."

-We're meeting the people who killed Tohru-kun one day. No way in hell we're not.

-"You're my new bias. Your biggest stan's gonna help you kill as many people as you need to get that wish. All you gotta do is wash the world in Despair~!"

-"Keep your creepy stalker hobbies out of my business."

-How many fanfics do you think Beroba's written where she tortures Buffa by making him kill people who even slightly annoy her? How hard does she work to keep him "in character"?

-"Man fuck the DGP, these people need us!"

-Lying fox.

-Beat! Magnum. Ninja!

-Let's get smashing!

-Boost time!

-Omfg the "Ready Fight"

-"I'm pledging all my efforts to the DGP telethon!"

-OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH

-OOOOOOOOOOOOH KEKERA

-His fucking humansona is Makoto from Amazons.

-Ah yep. Kyuun's here.

-"Time for a flame war."

-These're a bunch of internet losers larping out their Ridersonas.

-Oooooooh, spicy henshin jingles.

-I guess Ziin's the only one in a real suit, huh?

-That's fine with me I guess. Okay not really, but like

-I get why it is, y'know?

-And continuing with my belief that Kekera's from the Geiz Revive timeline, his model seems to be recycled from Shinobi's Kurogane Oogama. They're straight up trolling us, at this point.

-I'm not entirely sure I recognize Kyuun's model though, I'll get back to you on that.

-Ohhhh, waiiiit

-Is that...

-Oh goddammit, it's Beast Chimera.

-I'm gonna be honest Niram-P, I don't think I want either of you assholes to win.

-Tsumuri seems to be in agreement.

-Ohhhh, new rules, eh?

-Matsuri!

-Lamentation.

#the world's next round: trick shot of desire for the grand victory #kamen rider geats #kamen rider #kr geats #geats spoilers

[kym2020]

Depths＊The Beast Laying Hidden Beneath

Bloodthirsty Beast Chapter 4

Rei: ......Fu, today's the first day of shooting but it's a little worrisome.

Not only Adonis-kun, but also Koga stood out?

Koga: Tch, right? Did ya expect it like how live is, to make the tension lower.

Kaoru: Ahaha. As Koga-kun said, it's like live you need to have a higher tension. Have you tried to lower it?

Well, make this an experience♪ There are musicians who also appear in movies and dramas, and Koga-kun might get the hang of it, right?

Rei: Hmm. Kaoru-kun seems to knows how to show it himself, so there are implications.

However, Kaoru-kun lacks concentration of today's shooting.

Kaoru: Eh, me?

Rei: I was glancing at the young lady, did she misunderstood something?

Kaoru: Ahaha, I was glancing at the show producer next to Anzu-chan!

That person was recommended by the director, so I thought I have to live up to an expectation!

Rei: Fumu. Seeing Kaoru-kun's ability, we felt like you could perform better.

Anyways, today's shooting results were bad.

Also, Adonis-kun was lacking from the feild that he was able to practice the missed shootings.

Adonis: ..........

Rei: So I asked the young lady, and she told me that she would help us take off our naive and childish skin off "UNDEAD".

Don't carelessly touch it if you don't want another mistake. That's just the opinion I can give.

Adonis: .....ah I'm sorry, Anzu-san. I'm just feeling down.

Was that really alright? If I couldn't do it, I'll just act as a member of "UNDEAD".

Kaoru: Isn't that ineffective to men? However, I'm going to use to to the actress.

If we do it with our well-known members, it'll become a joke during performance.

But, Anzu-chan would be easy to deal with.et me give you something back, I'll treat you to a dinner later♪

Koga: Oi charao ¹, that's a mixture of self-interest and acting now.

I don't think Adonis would have a weakness. Normally you would feel the sense of closeness to him, but when it comes to acting he's mature.

Adonis: ....that's right, I'm also trying my best.

Even if it's somewhere dangerous, I will still approach them. However, maybe somewhere near my heart I thought "this was an acting".

As a result, my acting was awkward.

Rei: Before that, I'll give you an example. Young lady are you ready?

「Oi, did you see anything else~?

You don't have to look at others, you only need to look at me. Then I won't bother you with anything else.」

Kaoru: .....this feels like, it's imposing. I suddenly remembered the old Rei-kun♪

Koga: Geez. Was that even the same? The old Sakuma-senpai was cooler.

Rei: Fumu. The you're not convinced Koga?

Then, why don't you try kabedon-ing and convincing them yourself?

Koga: So noisy~ I don' wanna make the story more complicated.

And, who will do next? Aside from Sakuma-senpai, all of us are immature.

Adonis: Alright. I'll do it better next time. Originally, its because of my awkward acting.

From now own, I'll act as my role not as Adonis Otogari.

「....I don't to let you go. Can you tell me more about yourself? I feel that if you tell me more, I'll understand your sadness and suffering.」

....after all, it's still awkward.

However, I'm not the one who gives up. By the time of our performance, I'll play my role well.

So we're ready to shoot.

After all, that episode was hard for me. When it comes to acting, I immediately lose sight of kindness.

...ahh, by the way, that episode I had hard time with. It has nothing to do with the shooting it self, it's because of another reason.

Was it from that time? The "problemc occurred during the shooting site.

The trouble of us not knowing the "beast" gradually made us all suspicious.

t/n: 1. "チャラ男" means playboy/ frivolous man... and I just put it as that

#ensemble stars #undead #rei sakuma #kaoru hakaze #koga oogami #adonis otogari #beast

[buttdawg]

AEW Rebirth

I gotta say, before tonight, I was kind of dreading how the would handle an episode of Dynamite without Punk, Omega, and the Young Bucks. 

Now, I’m beginning to think those guys were what made me sick of the product in the first place.  

It reaaaalllly irked me that everyone just tacitly admitted that the Trios titles were introduced just to set up Kenny Omega’s return, so that he could reunite with the Young Bucks, sweep the tournament, and win the belts.  It made sense to do that, but I hated the absolute certainty of it, where there was no point in even considering any other alternative outcome. 

And really, that’s been the problem with the Elite all along.  No one was shocked to see Cody win the TNT title, and even though it took a while for Omega and the Bucks to get their own belts, everyone understood that it was only a matter of time, and that they deliberately held off for a while just to make it less obvious. 

For most of the history of the company, the Elite have been doing this endless storyline about their relationship with Hangman Adam Page.  This was supposed to culminate in Page winning the World Title from Omega, which meant Omega had to win it from Jon Moxley, which I wasn’t too wild about.  But I liked Hangman okay, and I was willing to let it play out, even through all the misfires and delays before the big match finally happened.  And then Hangman just drops the title to CM Punk at the earliest opportunity. 

I still can’t stand the finish of that match.  They spent all that time building to Hangman as champion, and then let his title reign fizzle out like that.  And maybe this is why Punk and the Elite haven’t gotten along, because maybe their big saga conflicts with Punk’s agenda, whatever that is.

I can’t make heads or tails of Punk’s AEW run, because all he’s done is beat one guy after the next and cruise to the World Title, only to get injured right after winning the thing.   Then they do this inerim title thing, he comes back and gets pissy at Hangman on a live mic, and suddenly they do the unification match on free TV ten days early.   He loses in a squash match, suggesting that he’s not ready for All Out, but then they just do the scheduled main event anyway, but this time it’s more convoluted because he lost the unification match so badly and no one knows what shape his foot is in. 

I listened to a clip of Dave Meltzer explaining why this wasn’t a stupid idea, and he said that it was okay because Punk vs. Mox was still the biggest possible match for All Out, so it still made sense to do that match.  Fine, but that misses the whole point.   They were always going to do Punk/Mox at All Out no matter what, so why did they do the squash match ten days in advance, then do the stupid angle where Ace Steel convinces Punk to go for the rematch?  The main event of the pay-per-view was always a solid plan, but the build to it was nonsensical, and each step felt like it was slapped together at the last minute. 

The point is that I tune in for guys like Mox, Hangman, Death Triangle, and Eddie Kingston, and they keep getting jobbed out for the sake of the Elite and CM Punk.  And for a long time, I didn’t mind that too much because I thought I enjoyed all of those guys too, but hot damn, the creative sure got better once those guys were removed from the show.  No pointless backstage promos featuring Brandon Cutler filming the Bucks, no Don Callis horseshit, no confusing moments where you can’t tell if the Elite are faces or heels, and no weird worky-shooty shit or out-of-nowhere plot developments for CM Punk.

I hope this sticks.  They’ve got a hell of a roster without the Elite and Punk, and if they can keep running shows like the 9/7/22 Dynamite, then maybe we don’t need them back.  I’d like to think they could somehow return without bringing back all the bullshit I didn’t like, but if it’s a package deal, then fuck ‘em.  Fuck Bullet Club, Fuck BTE, Fuck Chicago twice.  Death Triangle are the Trios Champions and Mox cut a brilliant promo tonight.  This is what I tune in to see. 

#aew #aew dynamite #fuck big bang theory while i'm at it #i guess larry the dog is okay but he's on thin ice with me

[back-and-totheleft]

Oliver Stone Wins Directors Award, Next the Oscar?

Oliver Stone moved a step closer to a second directing Oscar Saturday night when his peers in the Directors Guild of America awarded him its top honor for “Born on the Fourth of July.” Stone won the DGA award in 1987 en route to Oscars for writing and directing “Platoon.”

Stone, speaking softly and slowly as he blinked at the flash of cameras, thanked his crew but failed to mention Ron Kovic, the disabled Vietnam veteran upon whose autobiography “Born on the Fourth of July” is based and with whom he shares an Oscar nomination for best adapted screenplay.

“It feels so good,” Stone said of the award after leaving the podium at the Beverly Hilton. “But it’s gone so quickly.”

Stone, a decorated Vietnam veteran himself, had been trying to turn Kovic’s story into a movie since the late 1970s.

The award to Stone improves the odds of subsequent Oscars both for himself and for “Born” as best picture. Only three times since the DGA began presenting awards in 1949 has the guild’s winner failed to also take home an Academy Award.

Steven Spielberg won the DGA award for “The Color Purple” in 1986, even though he had not been nominated for an Oscar. Sydney Pollack got the director’s Oscar that year for “Out of Africa.” Anthony Harvey won the guild award in 1968 for “The Lion in Winter,” but saw the Oscar go to Carol Reed for “Oliver.” In 1972, Francis Ford Coppola was the DGA winner for “The Godfather” while Bob Fosse was the Academy’s choice as best director for “Cabaret.”

Stone won over a field of nominees this year that included Peter Weir (“Dead Poets Society”), Woody Allen (“Crimes and Misdemeanors”), Rob Reiner (“When Harry Met Sally . . . “) and Phil Alden Robinson (“Field of Dreams”). Only Stone, Allen and Weir were nominated for both DGA and Academy awards. The other Oscar nominees are Jim Sheridan (“My Left Foot”) and Kenneth Branagh (“Henry V”).

Bruce Beresford, who directed “Driving Miss Daisy,” was overlooked by both groups, even though his film--with nine Oscar nominations--is considered “Born on the Fourth of July’s” strongest rival for the best picture Oscar. The final ballots for Academy Awards went out Thursday; the Oscars will be presented March 26.

Eight other DGA awards were presented Saturday for work in television. Among the winners were Eric Laneuville, for the “I’m in the Nude” episode of the nighttime dramatic series “L.A. Law”; Dan Curtis, for the mini-series “War and Remembrance”; Barnet Kellman, for the “Brown Like Me” episode of the comedy series “Murphy Brown”; and Victoria Hochberg for the daytime PBS special “Jacob Have I Loved.”

Because of the perceived importance to the Oscar race, the announcement of the DGA’s best feature film director award is always the evening’s main event, and the recipient of that award is its big winner. Stone, however, maintained cautious enthusiasm.

“Success and failure are both imposters--somebody else said that and it’s true,” the director said after the ceremony. “It feels good now but in a couple of days you’re just a story in last week’s paper.”

The 1989 DGA winners:

Motion Pictures: Oliver Stone, “Born on the Fourth of July.”

Comedy Series: Barnet Kellman, “Brown Like Me,” “Murphy Brown,” CBS.

Dramatic Series-Nighttime: Eric Laneuville, “I’m in the Nude,” “L.A. Law,” NBC.

Dramatic Series-Daytime: Victoria Hochberg, “Jacob Have I Loved,” “Wonderworks,” PBS.

Musical/Variety: Don Mischer, “Gregory Hines: Tap Dance in America,” “Great Performances,” PBS.

Dramatic Specials: Dan Curtis, “War & Remembrance,” ABC.

Documentary/Actuality: Peter Rosen, “The Eighth Van Cliburn International Piano Competition.”

Sports: Bob Fishman, 1989 U.S. Open Tennis, CBS Sports.

Commercials: David Cornell, “Small Town,” AT&T.;

Honorary Life Memberships: Sid Sheinberg, president and chief operating officer of MCA-Universal; Barry Diller, chairman and chief executive officer of 20th Century Fox; Elliot Silverstein, film director.

D.W. Griffith lifetime achievement award: Ingmar Bergman.

-Sharon Bernstein, "Oliver Stone Wins Directors Award, Next the Oscar?," Los Angeles Time, March 12 1990

#oliver stone #awards #dga #academy awards #oscars #born on the fourth of july

[btslittlecorner]

Random post out of the blue but I was just watching some Run BTS! episodes and I felt so so nostalgic. It’s already been 5 months without Jin, 1 month since the last time we saw all 7 together (I hope our sunshine Hobi is doing ok) and Nam probably leaving soon. I caaaaan’t!! When is gonna be the next time they’ll all together? I miss them so much.

I don`t know, I’m just feeling nostalgic, sad, a little bit worried about the future… and I thought about sharing my feelings with you.

(and of course I’m suuuuuper happy about their solo proyects, don’t get me wrong) 💜 .

#BTS #personal #ARMY #BTS ARMY

[barkercast]

379 : Phil and Sarah Stokes – Authors of Clive Barker’s Dark Worlds

Years in the making, In episode 379 of the Clive Barker Podcast, Jose and Ryan got to have a chat with Phil and Sarah Stokes about their new book, Clive Barker’ s Dark Worlds, Their work with Clive on other projects such as the Imaginer series, the play books, Memory Prophecy and Fantasy, upcoming projects and even a hint of things to come. Barker fans will not want to miss this one!

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Show Notes

Buy Clive Barker’s Dark Worlds on Amazon / Abrams Books

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Coming Next 

 Commentary Classics: Hellraiser VII Deader

Lost Souls

Jericho Squad 77 Returns

Visions of Heaven and Hell

And this podcast, having no beginning will have no end. 

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