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Why all the crowd scenes look the same, aka: Something is WRONG in Soho
I'm not even gonna tease and draw this out because it's so cool it doesn't need the fanfare. Ready?
Season 2 takes place over the course of 5 days. During that time, most of the passersby in Soho - maybe even all of them - stay exactly the same. It's the same people every day, wearing the exact same clothes, and they wander through the neighbourhood in paths that don't make any sense. You won't be able to unsee it. I can't believe it's taken us this long to realise.
Don't believe me? Rewatch the scene from 2x03, I Know Where I'm Going where Shax confronts Crowley outside the bookshop, appearing in a series of different guises. Pay attention to the people going past.
I've marked out five people you see on screen when Crowley first exits the bookshop at 39:37:
Numbers 1, 2 and 3 are following the path right. Number 4 follows the path left. Number 5 crosses the road.
Here the five people are again, at 40:19, when Crowley goes to return to the bookshop:
Number 5 is still visible in the distance, in the direction she walked in. This makes sense! But numbers 1, 2, 3 and 4 are rounding the same corner they just passed. It's as though 1, 2 and 3 all decided to turn and head back the way they came just 40 seconds ago, and number 4 has circled the block to join them.
This on its own would be super weird, but they're not the only people to do that in this scene. The man in the purple sweater from the first picture crosses the road, then appears back next to the bookshop, then starts walking back the way he came again.
Here's the part that made me absolutely certain, though. At 40:05, a man wearing an orange hoodie with blue sleeves walks past Crowley, who is heading towards the bookshop entrance.
The camera cuts to a view from behind Crowley, and a moment later, at 40:08...
He reappears in front of Crowley and walks past him again.
It's such a distinctive outfit, there's no mistaking it. They are absolutely fucking with the background characters and they are absolutely doing it on purpose.
Your turn. There are at least three other characters in this scene who pass by multiple times. Watch it again and try to spot them.
This scene is really chaotic and obvious, but the phenomena I'm talking about is much bigger than just one scene. Let's go back to the first thing I said: the background characters don't change. All our leads do. Maggie and Nina wear distinctive outfits, clearly demarcating each new day. Even Crowley and Aziraphale, who in season 1 were like cartoon characters with wardrobes full of identical clothing, vary their looks. Crowley changes his (very subtly) each day; Aziraphale is less rigid on timing, but he has a few different coats that he switches between. The background characters, on the other hand, wear the same outfits every single day. They walk by on the street but they never actually seem to have a destination. They sit in the coffee shop or pub and don't eat or drink anything, and nearly everyone leaves together exactly on closing time. It's eerie.
For reference's sake, here's a rough timeline of season 2, with pictures of Maggie and Nina's outfits to show the passing of time. I had to outsource this section because my post was too image heavy, lol. The main point I wanted to make is that five days go by.
Five days, and all the same faces keep showing up in the background, and almost none of them change their clothes. I'm not entirely sure what it means, but there's no way it's an accident. It might, in fact, be a game changer. To me this is proof positive that something is not as it seems. I've been a massive Clue skeptic, adamant that I'd only be convinced by the most unambiguous evidence, and honestly? This is enough to move the dials. It's too big for me to ignore. Whatever grand explanation of Good Omens we come up with has to account for this. I don't have it yet, but my current working theories are that Crowley and Aziraphale are under some seriously heavy surveillance, that time warping is involved, or that reality itself is not what it seems.
It would take a really long time for me to go through all of the background characters who turn up over and over but I do want to show you what I'm talking about. To wrap up, then, I'm going to pick out some memorable characters and walk you through a few of their appearances through the week. I highly recommend looking out for this yourself on your next rewatch and seeing how many other characters you can recognise.
Yellow Skirt
The first person I kept coming back to as being not quite right. You probably remember her from the first episode - she's the one who waves and walks past Maggie and Nina the night they're locked in together. Incidentally, she's also Person Number 3 in the scene with Shax.
Day 1 (2x01 - 36:20):
Day 2 (2x02 - 42:03)
Day 3 (2x03 - 06:36)
Day 5 (2x06 - 30:00)
Coolest Leather Jacket In The World
It's not so easy to recognise people wearing lots of nondescript dark colours, but I love his hair and his jacket, so he stood out to me. I think there might be a lot more people who are wearing fairly nondescript clothes who I just can't recognise from episode to episode.
Day 2 (2x02 - 16:44)
Day 4 (2x04 - 41:20)
Day 5 (2x06 - 29:20)
Dressed In Mustard
Ms Mustard shows up everywhere. If you want to see what I mean about their paths not making sense, pay attention when she comes on screen, because she'll often show up a few times in succession and walk very purposefully to nowhere in particular. The thing that she is doing, essentially, is behaving like an extra in a tv show. Which of course she is, but you're supposed to make that invisible by not having the same person go back and forth in the same scene, or changing up their outfit each in-universe day to give the sense time is passing. Not doing that is a really deliberate choice.
Day 1 (2x01 - 22:37)
Day 2 (2x02 - 42:03)
Day 3 (2x03 - 01:49)
Day 3 (2x03 - 37:07)
Day 5 (2x06 - 29:59)
Swishy Dress
This character shows up a lot in the first episode. I've struggled to find her in later episodes, though. None of the characters seem to follow the same patterns or show up to equal extents each day, which makes me think this isn't a straightforward time loop. I haven't actually cross referenced character appearances to in world times, though. Possibly this is a project for someone who's more across the time-related shenanigans than me.
Day 1 (2x01 - 22:43)
Day 3 (2x03 - 07:01)
Yellow Vest
I've only seen this guy a handful of times, always around the French restaurant. I wonder if there's significance to that.
Day 2 (2x02 - 41:06)
Day 4 (2x05 - 12:49)
Fuzzy Blue Coat
Another background character who shows up frequently. The blue doesn't stand out quite as much as the yellows and reds some characters wear, but it's very distinctive.
While we're getting a lot of shots of the street, it's worth noting that I'm pretty sure the vehicles we see are also just the same few cars repeating each day. A lot of them are in neutral silvers and monochrome, but there's a couple of blue cars, one red, and one black and white that I'm fairly sure I've seen over and over through the season.
Day 1 (2x01 - 22:45)
Day 2 (2x02 - 42:04)
Day 3 (2x03 - 02:00)
Day 5 (2x06 - 40:10)
Day 5 (2x06 - 48:56)
Day 5 (2x06 - 50:06)
One final note: Whatever this is, Nina's employee who you see in the background at the coffeeshop sometimes isn't affected by it. He's wearing different outfits each day. On the other hand, some of the other shopkeepers do seem affected. I'm fairly sure Mr Brown and Mrs Sandwich wear the same outfits a few different days, only changing because of Aziraphale at the ball.
And that's it! Thanks for reading and I hope your mind is blown as much as mine is.
EDIT:
Hey I don't mind anyone pointing out production reasons that this might be the case or disagreeing with my analysis (over-analysis, some might say 😉). Please be kind about it, though. I'm not ignorant of the practical limitations involved in film making, but some of these costumes were really distinctive in a way I thought might be intended to draw attention.
For those of you who do find this theory convincing, I feel I should mention that I was working under the assumption that this stuff would have taken a few days to film, even filming it all together. That would strongly suggest that the actors were deliberately costumed the exact same way over multiple days of shooting, which made me think it had to be purposeful. @coranax was kind enough to point out, though, that behind the scenes videos said the extras were filmed separately to the main actors because of Covid protocols. In that case, they could have done it in just one day and that weakens my confidence in its intentionality.
Finally, all of my points about the scene with Shax in 2x03 stand. That was not a case of accidental continuity errors, it was really elegantly choreographed to enhance the tension in the scene. I say that with confidence because the extras are doing exactly what Shax is doing: circling Crowley, appearing where he doesn't expect them, creating a whirlwind sense of being off balance and out of control. I think it's really cool and effective, whether there's a deeper meaning to it or not.
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Have an exam tomorrow but HAD to quickly make this while I was feeling inspired! Based on: ‘Kiss It Better?’ by @kingreywrites https://archiveofourown.org/works/28879302
#tangled the series#Rapunzel#Eugene Fitzherbert#fanfic#Fanart#kiss it better#Clearly I decided to make this one of their 'let's wear our season 1 outfits' dates#this fic was actually perfect#I am in awe of the talent in every word#I cant deal#I fell in love with it#And this scene in it!#was just beautiful!#The whole thing is so ridiculously well written#and omg the last scene!!#I would have drawn that ending but I need my eyes dry for when I get back to revision#I am the queen of procrastination#idk what a queue is but here is all my art
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Yugioh Season Zero: The Yo-Yo Crimes of Jounouchi Pt 1
It’s been a while since I visited the many times Yugi should have gone to jail, AKA season Zero, and I’m excited to visit it again.
If you just got here, this is Season Zero, which is very different vibe and a different direction plotwise than the other seasons and you can read the season zero recaps from the start in chrono order here: https://steve0discusses.tumblr.com/tagged/yuugi%20muto/chrono
So be warned, this is a 90′s anime, and it will do 90′s anime things, and I expect y’all reading this aren’t like 12.
Like I said in an earlier post, I wrote this out fully when I was going through the symptoms from my second dose--which PS, is worth it--but those symptoms knocked me out for 10 days. I was kind of a space cadet, and yo, I made some mistakes. Including writing this post out in full and then not clicking “save” on this post and then not realizing I had done that until several days later.
So long story short, I don’t remember what I originally wrote here, but lets all assume it was weird, and didn’t make sense and wasn’t funny. We’ll just assume this was for the best that it was deleted forever.
So this episode is about 2 things: Yo-yos and Jounouchi. Both get used as a tool for violence, and both need to get just a little bit cursed by Yugi to scale it the hell back. So, understandably, we start off this episode with Jounouchi, who has eagerly identified with this off brand yo-yo he apparently got out of a dumpster for being just a huge ass defect.
(more Yo-Yo crimes under the cut)
I see you dodging copyright infringement, Yugioh. Eireboy.
Also whenever I read “Eireboy” I do it in my mind in the same pacing and vocal tones that Pegasus uses to say “Kaiba boy.” Something about it’s conjunction to Yugioh, I see anything with “boy” at the end of it, and it’s voiced by a weird guy with one eye.
So I wrote these caps under the influence of my second dose, just assuming y’all understand the life I lived, but I realized writing this episode...traveling bands of yo-yo performers that go to your school and shill yo-yos with yo-yo shows in the hopes that it will get you so obsessed with yo-yos that you will not join a gang and do drugs and have sex may be just an American thing.
So when I saw a yo-yo episode I was like “Tight! Clearly, the yo-yo clowns have come to town!” and I assumed everyone in this class would be draped in yo-yos, because I just assumed that at some point at School you will get MAD OBSESSED with yo-yos for about 2 weeks.
But in this episode, everyone was like “Jounouchi, why are you playing with a random yo-yo?” and it didn’t occur to me until typing this out just now: only Jounouchi is doing this. He did this unprompted, without the encouragement of a bunch of middle aged performers doing tricks to techno music.
So instead, I have to think of Jounouchi as Ralphie in this scenario, and he just got a official Red Ryder, carbine action, 200-shot, range model air rifle, with a compass in the stock and this thing that tells time for Christmas, but he’s gonna shoot his eye out.
Because yo-yos in this episode are basically guns.
...Kind of like a duel deck was also just a gun...
...or the wands in Harry Potter...
...which honestly...I’ve probably said this before but where I’m from, we just use straight up guns in these elaborate analogies because we freakin have to make the point crystal clear. The moment Ralphie finally got his hands on a bb-gun, he very nearly shot his eye out and broke his glasses. And that scene will haunt me until my dying day...
...but fine, we can use yo-yos, I guess it works, although to me, yo-yo’s are just teachers hoping you’ll become such a dork that no gang will accept you (and then in this universe, it does the opposite? So freakin weird).
The beginning of this episode is Jounouchi trying do his best to impress with his skills, but in actuality, getting very close to clubbing Anzu with a yo-yo. And, while Anzu is the strongest person in Yugioh in the later seasons, I feel like Season Zero Anzu is another level. It’s a serious tempt of fate that Jounouchi is doing, so Honda wisely cuts him off from doing any more of that so she won’t end up strangling yet another person in broad daylight in the middle of school.
Remember your yo-yo safety, children.
Straight up, Honda’s version of yo-yo safety is to just Never Use a Yo-Yo and that’s the most gun safety thing ever that they’ve slipped into this Yugioh Episode. I almost expected Yuugi to pull a “well, actually, I use a hunting yo-yo to get enough venison to feed my family.” But youknow, he lives in a city, so while Yugioh is pretty weird and Yuugi has to worry about a lot of things--he doesn’t have to worry about that.
This is actually foreshadowing, which I only realized in hind sight, mostly because I just can’t associate a Yo-yo with crime. Joey knowing how to use a yo-yo was foreshadowing that he was absolutely part of this gang in a past life.
Yeah that one went completely over my head the first time and the second time and it really wasn’t until just now that I finally caught it. Hoo boy, sometimes I wonder why y’all let me analyze this show.
Jounouchi decides to confront the yo-yo bandits and everyone else is like “Silly Jounouchi, he’s not gonna do that. That would be stupid.” And...in S0, they don’t know him well enough yet to know that he really is that much of a well meaning dumbass.
I think a S1-5 Yugi would have been sprinting out the door to keep Joey from killing himself (again), but Season Zero Yuugi had hope that Jounouchi would just naturally tucker out and fall asleep or something.
And he was so wrong.
Anzu’s “New Tricks” line was from the dub itself and man that’s a good line. I love Anzu’s sass in Zero.
So, Honda decides to help them find Jounouchi so all of them together could give Jounouchi an intervention for skipping school. This is the same Honda that once skipped school to babysit a tomagachi and said it was because of “Maternity leave,” but don’t worry about the hypocrisy, because from this episode we learned that Jounouchi needs a very short leash.
So this episode is a great Jounouchi episode to explain stuff that still hasn’t been explained in 5 seasons of Yugioh. In S1-5, we don’t get much about his home life other than his Mom left and his Sister lives far away and is like sickly as hell. We know nothing else. But this is the episode where we finally get to find out why Yuugi and his Grandfather decided to basically adopt him from S1 onward.
Yugioh is tackling some pretty heavy territory, but I respect the show for not trying to magically change Jounouchi’s parents like they did to Dartz. Instead, the crew decide to reach out and try to find their friend who clearly didn’t go home last night (and won’t be going back for a while), by checking every alleyway in Domino.
Fun fact Yuugi drops this episode, Domino is one of the biggest cities on Earth. This makes the Battle City Tournament even more crazy when you realize Kaiba shut down several blocks but, it also makes a tiny bit more sense how we have so many Millennium items in one place. (Yet...it still doesn’t explain Bakura and Joey’s accent.) And, I guess if your city is just extra large, you get an extra large warehouse district, too.
Speaking of, they eventually find Jounouchi at his new (but also old) crime antics mugging some random stranger next to this Game store that I just realized was cropped so it looks like it says “GANG.”
Say hello to our crime clown. He’s sort of like a discount joker, and that beanie is...man it is green.
I forget this green exists sometimes, but Season Zero has it as one of their prime colors. Good ol’ Retro Kaiba green.
I’m a little tempted to swatch Season Zero a bit and figure out their full color scheme--it’s really saturated, which is interesting when you compare it to the later seasons which are a lot more muted since...the 00′s were like that, they greyed a lot of colors out. But I’ll do it later if I do, maybe another post for another day.
Jounouchi and Honda, before they moved to the school with Yuugi in it, used to go to the same school and up until now I just assumed they were close friends. But apparently they were a lot more distant than that. I’m sure they met up several times as Jounouchi destroyed stuff and Honda came along in his volunteer janitor outfit to put the stuff the hell back, and maybe that’s how they got to know eachother better?
But basically, Jounouchi was the freakin worst, and Jounouchi’s best friend was Hirotani--this 45 year old 15 year old with the blue pony and turquoise fade--and Honda has SO MUCH hot goss to say about it.
I really get the gist that Honda may not have liked anyone else at his old school, like at all. Like maybe Honda likes cleaning up trash so much because his school was just trash top to bottom.
As is tradition, Yuugi got his tar beat in by Hirotani. Another concussion to add to his list of issues to tell his future therapist that lives in that puzzle he wears around his neck.
I still expect him to do a double cross, but it seems they wanted to keep it a relatable and more realistic fall-out, where Jounouchi has just bounced on them without even a goodbye. He and his Dad had a bad fight, and Jounouchi was like “well so long to all of this and everyone that has anything to do with it.”
In later seasons, Joey is the one trying to save other people. He’s saving his Sister, he’s saving Mai, he’s saving Yugi, but in this season Jounouchi’s friends had to save Jounouchi from himself a few times now.
I like this depth to his character, I’ll be honest. I can understand why S1-5 don’t touch on it, and I don’t think it’s because they didn’t want to have an abusive Dad storyline, because they did that several times over with Seto Kaiba (man the Dad situation in Yugioh is DIRE.) Instead they probably just felt like Season Zero already did it, so why do it again?
It’s just a shame that it wasn’t talked about in the other seasons. Joey makes a lot more sense to me now because we get to see why Jounouchi is so hard set on saving people. S4 Mai Valentine, who ditched everyone and joined a gang? That’s basically a Joey move, and that was why Joey Wheeler was all over that.
Really would have added a lot to that particular arc if the show...actually talked about Joey’s history at all rather than assume I would have watched something that was never released in the States. Instead...it just looked a lot like he had only romantic motivations, which may not have been what they were going for.
Speaking of romantic, check out this sunset. Like the sun is exploding for some reason--just a wild sunset you only see for a still frame before a commercial break.
As Joey, youknow, takes on an entire rival gang single-handedly.
Hey guys, I lived near a pretty big city most of my life and I have been on a roof...once. Just the one time when I was doing an internship in SF with a painter and we needed to take a reference photo of his painting for a gallery (and it was hella sketch, and we weren’t exactly allowed up there). Who are all these people giving teens Roof Access? It’s so hard to get! Even if you live in an apartment of a tall building, I can count on zero of my fingers the amount of times I was allowed on that roof. But TV shows and movies--they freakin love roof gardens and roof hangouts and roof fights.
Am I missing out?? How did y’all get on the ROOF? I know I’m on S5 of Yugioh now and I have seen a lot of roof stuff, but like...is this normal for everyone else? I know there’s schools that have roof sport--that’s common in the city everywhere--but that’s like...specialized roofs with 30 ft chainlink fencing and really good supports to your body doesn’t fall straight through it when you jump too much. The hell is using their normal ass roof?
This gang should have their legs swinging halfway into the floor below them, is all I’m saying, if my roof couldn’t handle our solar heating, then a normal ass roof cannot support a gang fight.
But it does look really, really cool.
Anyway, Anzu does some offscreen snooping and finds out where the crime hangs out, and suggests that we step right into crime zone and just yank Jounouchi out of there. Which is something you would only do and say if you were Anzu and cannot fear death.
If it were Jay’s it would be with an ‘s. That’s how you do a plural Jay. But it’s the 90′s, so we put a “z” on the end of everything that should have been an “s” and that’s how you get the...
I mean, thank you, dubbers, for not saying “Jizz” but for reals...that be Jizz.
Please don’t flag me, Tumblr. (which, PS, I think they turned off the flagbot, Tumblr hasn’t flagged me in forever and I’m so thankful. Mods are asleep, we can talk about anime again)
So even though Honda decided that he was fed up with Jounouchi and didn’t want to save his ass, he decided to give it another go but complete with some new sash. He also did this without telling any of the others, who just kinda spectated him for a little while.
Honestly, if they weren’t laughing at him, I wouldn’t have known that this sash was any weirder than any of his other sashes. I don’t know really know what a school uniform should look like. It’s a shame, I feel like this series has a lot of jokes and puns probably soaring right over my head.
A little bit embarrased he was caught being vulnerable, Honda decides to give us a little more context to why he ever decided to give Jounouchi the time of day in the first place.
They had PE class once, and Honda apparently loves the hell out of PE. Jounouchi ran really fast in a straight line that one time, and that is why he’s trustworthy friend material. He just needs to stop joining gangs, and he’ll be solid.
I have no idea if the fandub put that in there or if that was native to the show, but Miho legit stans Honda/Jounouchi and acts as if she’s off to write some fanfiction about it. Honestly if she did, it would make her so much more interesting of a character.
And so, until next time, we shall have to wait and see exactly what Yami Yuugi is going to do with a freakin Yo-yo and I’m sure it’s all sorts of real effed up. Excited to get there, honestly. A shame it had to happen on the part that isn’t dubbed yet, but I’ve done these subbed before, it’ll be fine!
#Season Zero#Yuugi Muto#Jounouchi#Honda#Anzu#yo-yo#Jounouchi joins a gang#Gotta go save Jounouchi's ass I guess#Miho#she was here too I guess#Just a great Jounouchi episode for the Jounouchi stans out there
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Season 7-Adam Sackler/Reader-Chapter 3
Rating: Mature/explicit
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
You had spent every day with Adam for the past two weeks. Some days you would go places like Coney Island where you went on the bumper cars and watched the fireworks, or the Natural History Museum where you would browse for hours and Adam would pose at every exhibit, or you’d visit comedy clubs and gardens together. The comedy club was a bust because Adam was clearly funnier than the comedians, but the gardens were nice, and Adam helped you set up some planters on your terrace after your trip. He went with you to the Empire State Building, and agreed to play tourist with you even though he had been in the city for years. Adam insisted on taking you to all of those places because he was concerned that you weren’t getting the authentic New York experience.
Other days you would hang out at your apartment or his; if you were writing he’d be sure to bring you takeout, and if he had an audition, you’d help him rehearse his lines. You would send him funny stuff on his phone through the day, and he would respond in his typical phone-averse way. It seemed as if the two of you had fallen into a routine, but neither of you had addressed what type of relationship you had, or tried to ease the sexual tension between you. You were just friends, that was all you would allow yourself to be with Adam, but every now and then, he would hold your hand or sneak his arm around your shoulders, and you let him. You knew you were maybe letting things get out of hand, or sending him mixed signals but it felt right.
Emotionally, you knew there was more than friendship involved but you couldn’t imagine a good ending to any romance with him so you tried ignoring your feelings. You were terrified that if you pursued your feelings, that everything would be great for a while between you until Hannah would need something, and he would ditch you for her. Or, you’d be together until Jessa came back and he would not be able to turn her away.
Then, there was the growing problem of your sexual attraction to him. You had spent the night away from him: you had went out to a night club, drank, and danced before finding a guy who looked Adam, you thought you could live out your fantasies that way. But before you got the guy home, you could tell it wasn’t right, his voice wasn’t the right pitch, and his hands weren’t the same size as Adam’s. His eyes weren’t as intensely amber as Adam’s. The real problem with the guy was that he wasn’t Adam, and Adam was the only one you wanted. You part ways with the Adam knock-off after coming up with some kind of excuse, and you know what you have to do. You give in and go over to Adam’s. You stand outside his door and press the button for him to let you in.
He opens his door and lets you in, surprised to see you. As you walk in the door, a young and pretty brunette avoids your eyes and briskly walks out of the door, mumbling something under her breath. You take off your jacket and shoes, watching Adam skeptically. Had he hooked up with that girl? Who was she? Was he serious about her? Then you physically ask the question that’s burning in your mind, “Did you just fuck that girl on the couch?”
“Uh no, we never got that far. What are you doing here, kid?” He avoids your eyes at first, then he gives in eyeing you like you’re a piece of meat. You can feel the heat rolling of him, and you remember you’re still wearing the outfit that you wore clubbing: a lace romper that’s short and accentuates your chest and stilettos to show off your legs. Adam is wearing a dark gray t-shirt that shows off his broad chest and dark jeans like he normally does. His hair looks perfect and soft as always. You finally answer his question telling him, “I just wanted to see you. Clubbing didn’t go as planned, apparently I’m too old for that now.”
“Well make yourself at home, do you want to watch a movie?” He asks and you nod as you both settle in on the couch. He sits beside you, somewhat closer than he normally does. You find yourself drifting towards him too and soon you’re leaning against him with his arm around your waist. His hand practically takes up your entire torso, and you cant help wondering what they’d feel like elsewhere. The two of you decide to watch a Tarantino movie, but you can’t pay attention to what’s going on screen. And Adam can’t concentrate either because he’s too busy watching you. It seems you may be stuck in this strange standoff forever before you finally turn to look at him and say, “Adam, I need you to touch me.”
“Y/N you’re the one who said we’re just friends and that you weren’t interested in that.”
“It was never that I wasn’t interested, I was always interested but I didn’t think it would work...anyway, are you going to touch me or not?”
“Are you sure? I don’t want to ruin our friendship or make things weird.” He says and he shifts to give you space. His voice sounds like he’s trying to convince himself, not you. You’ve had enough.
“Adam, will you please just fucking fuck me? If you don’t, I’m going to fucking touch myself here and you’ll just have to watch. So either be a spectator or a participant.” Hands go to the zipper of your romper but are stop abruptly by Adam’s.
Adam then realizes that you’re serious, and what you’re saying sinks in as his eyes darken with lust, and his demeanor changes. He reaches his hand down away from yours to touch up your leg, landing on your upper thigh, desperately close to where you want him. He rubs circles on your upper thigh and makes eye contact with you while saying, “Y/N, take off your clothes.”
You like the intensity in his voice that now sounds as smooth as honey, and the fact he’s being assertive. You follow his directions: seductively unzipping your romper, then you pull off your underwear until you’re completely naked in front of him. You can see the bulge growing in his pants. He looks you up and down, drinks you in, and licks his lips. You think he’s going to devour you and that’s exactly what you want.
“Y/N, you’re so fucking hot. You’re more than hot, you’re beautiful.” He says as he admires every inch of your body.
You can’t take it anymore, so you join him back on the couch, and pull his lips to yours. Your lips crash into his almost brutally, it takes him a moment to realize that you’re kissing him. Once he does, he kisses you back with ferocity, weaving his fingers through your hair, pulling your neck back. When he pulls your hair, your lips open and his tongue is instantly in your mouth exploring every corner. Your tongues continue to dance around each other as you move your hands to feel the muscles in his chest and arms. He then pulls away, his hand still in your hair and takes your bottom lip between his teeth, and slowly bites your lip. You move so you’re straddling his lap now, your hands tangle in his hair and it’s just as soft as you always imagined it being. Your lips never leave his as you begin to rock on his lap needing friction as his warm hands explore your back before making their way downward to squeeze and knead your ass. You think you could come from that alone if he continues, and you find yourself whimpering wantonly at his touch.
He leans back, and pulls off his shirt. You take that as an opportunity to explore his skin with your hands and mouth. You press sloppy kisses to his neck, collarbone, chest, any part of him you can get to. What you can’t get your mouth on, your hands explore his warm skin dotted with freckles. He puts both hands on your neck as he brings your face to his, and he searches your face for something before asking again, “Y/N, you really want to do this?”
“Yes, Adam. I’ve wanted to do this since I first saw you.” That’s all he needs to hear as he gently picks you up and sets you down on the sofa, as he moves to crouch in front of you. He kisses up your calf, up you to your thighs as he nibbles more urgently the closer he gets to your core. It makes you nervous as you squirm before you gently stop him, “Adam, you don’t have to…”
“I know but I want to.” He moves in closer to your heat.
“Uh, Adam…it’s kind of a waste, I’ve never been able to come from oral before so just use your hands or whatever.”
“Did you just say that you’ve never came from someone eating your pussy?” He questions with amazement in his voice and he keeps his eyes on yours gauging your expression.
“Yes” You squeak out. Now you’re embarrassed. Going down just never worked for you before, you needed more pressure or something. Normally you’d just fake an orgasm so it could be over and you could move on towards a real orgasm. But you told Adam the truth because you knew he’d find out anyway, since he knew you so well. Adam looks you straight in your eyes as he informs you, “Well obviously your other partners didn’t know what the hell they were doing. I do. I am going to feast on this cunt of yours and I’m going to make you come.”
You nod as he pulls your legs further apart, then he gently strokes your thighs with his fingertips. He settles his face right above your core and you can feel his hot breath on you. Adam then gives you a sloppy kiss before licking up your folds. He nibbles on your lips before assaulting your clit. He gives it broad strokes with his tongue before tracing circles. This feels really good you think. You start to moan because it feels so good. You go to grab something with your fist, finding nothing, you then wrap your fingers around his locks and hold him to you. He must like that because you can feel and hear him groan into you when you pull his hair. He adds more pressure with his tongue before lightly sucking on your now sensitive clit. He continues alternating between broad strokes and sucking. His hands move up your body to massage your breasts. You can feel your climax creeping through you slowly at first, then hitting you hard. You moan loudly as you start rocking yourself against his face, chasing out your high. Adam stays between your legs, still nibbling on your clit as you ride through your climax. You look down at him, you know you probably look like a hot mess to him, but he just looks so smug and beautiful.
“Jesus fucking Christ, how are you so good at that?” You find yourself wondering out loud.
“Guess a lot of practice. That was one of the hottest fucking things I’ve ever seen, you were so hot.” He praises you. You want to make feel like he just made you feel.
“Now, your turn.” You say as you pull him up so he stands in front of you. Your hands move to unbutton his jeans and you yank them down. Even with his boxers still on you can see his erection and you’re taken by his size. You actually wonder how he’s going to fit, but you also think that this will be good. Adam clearly knows a thing or two about fucking, and you were excited to test his abilities. You pull his boxers down, and you start stroking his cock. He whimpers at your touch, and you motion for him to sit down. With him seated beside you on the couch, you lay down with your head and hands on his laps. You spread the precum that’s forming on his tip around his shaft, and then you lick a broad stripe from base to tip. You tease his head by tracing your tongue around it, before sucking lightly on the tip. You hear a moan come from him so you continue downwards. His hands tangle in your hair and gently guide you to take more and more of him. You let your drool cover him and you take more of him in your mouth inch by inch.
“Fuck yes, Y/N” he groans out as you take as much of him as you can, which makes you gag slightly when you feel his cock hit the back of your throat. You bob on his cock and swirl your tongue around him before he stops you.
“I don’t want to cum before I get to fuck you. Do I need a condom?” He asks you. You move to where you’re straddling his lap again. You tease his cock around your folds, so he can feel how wet you are. You lean in and whisper in his ear, “No, I’m on birth control and I’m clean. I want to ride you.”
He nods his consent. You kiss down his neck and guide his length into you as you sink down onto him. You can feel him stretch and fill you in a way that you’ve never felt before. You both groan as his last inch plunges into you, you brace yourself with your hands on his shoulder as you start moving your hips. You first swivel your hips in a figure eight motion then grind into his pelvis, which you feel directly hit your clit. <em>Fuck</em>, you think as you groan, moving down unto him again. His hands move to cup your ass as he guides you so you’re riding him at a quicker pace. He tells you, “I wanna see your tits bounce.”
You oblige by riding him faster, and harder until you’re literally bouncing on his cock. You’re not sure what sounds more obscene: the sound of your bodies slapping together, or the noises you’re both making. You find yourself moaning and Adam’s spewing filth of his mouth, which just turns you on more. His hips thrust up to meet yours and you realize you’re moving together. You can feel his hips hitting your clit and his cock bumping into your g-spot at just the right angle, so you grind into harder as you feel another orgasm building. He holds you close to him as he encourages you, “Cum for me, Y/N. Come all over my cock.”
As your orgasm hits you, you arch your back and can feel yourself tightening around him. He picks you up and lays you down on the couch. He then positions himself on top of you, he re-enters you and starts driving into you as you can feel your pussy still clenching around him. You lift your legs to hook your ankles behind his back and he’s so deep into you that you can feel the tip of his cock hit your cervix. He rocks into you at a brutal pace, and he tells you, “Fuck, Y/N. I’m gonna cum, your cunt feels so good.”
You wrap your arms around him and tell him, “Cum for me, Adam. Cum inside me, please.” You can feel his cock twitch inside you as you then feel him spill into you. You hadn’t had unprotected sex in a long time, but you certainly never remembered it feeling like that. You realized that you were fucked, not just physically but emotionally too, because there was no going back from this. Adam collapsed on top of you, and you hold him as you both come down. He buries his face in your neck and you stroke his hair and down his back. You press a kiss to his cheek and you feel him give you a kiss in the crook of your neck.
After what seemed like what was simultaneously an eternity and mere minutes, he rolled off of you so he was spooning you from behind. He wrapped one arm around your waist while the other hand was supporting your neck. You roll over so you’re facing him and ask, “Just a general question. How many girls have you fucked on this couch?”
“I really haven’t kept a count but several,” he answers laughing and you can’t help but laugh too. The two of you lay there enjoying each other’s company for a while, before he moves to get up. And before you can ask him what he’s doing, he’s scooping you up in his arms and is carrying you towards his bed. You raise your eyebrows at him as you wrap your arms around his shoulders. He smiles and says, “What? Did you seriously think I was going to let us sleep on that old couch?”
He throws you down on the bed then moves in beside you as he pulls the covers up around you both. He wraps his arms around you and you snuggle into him. Your last thoughts before sleep overtakes you is that this feels so right.
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Adam wakes up before Y/N does, so he just watches her sleep for some time. He feels how good her warm body feels next to his, and he remembers how great last night was. Actually it was amazing, he thinks to himself. He doesn’t want to miss a moment of this so he takes it all in, in case he never gets to experience it again. He figures this was a one-time thing: that Y/N must have been really horny, and that she should would brush it off as a single moment of weakness. He’s prepared himself for the worst but he still holds onto hope that it would mean to her what it had meant to him. She had spent so much time reiterating that they were just friends, and all they would ever be was just friends, then she shows up last night, and makes it clear she wants him to fuck her. What the hell was he supposed to think of that? Was she going to still insist that they were just friends, or would she want to be friends with benefits, or the worst case scenario: she would never want to see him again?
He was making himself anxious and felt himself burning with nervous energy, so he quietly and carefully gets out of bed. He watches to make sure that he hasn’t disturbed her. He re-tucks her back into the blankets and gently kisses her head as he goes to make coffee and breakfast for her. He’s going to make her a whole spread: eggs, bacon, sausage, and toast. He also searches for a table cloth and a vase so the table will look nice. He settles for picking a few blooms off a flower that she had given to him weeks ago, he puts them in a vase. He sets the table, and is busy filling both of their plates as he hears her moving around.
“Good morning,” she says as she walks out to the small dining area, wearing just his shirt from last night, which is big on her and fits her like a dress. Damn she looks so beautiful he thinks. She strolls over to him and stands up on her toes as she gives him a gentle kiss. She looks at the table, and she looks so happy, he can’t help but smile back pleased with himself for making her happy. She turns to him and gives him a tight hug, another kiss before telling him, “Oh Adam, you didn’t have to do all of this. This is so sweet, I love it. Thank you.”
She sits down, takes a drink of coffee, and starts eating the breakfast. Adam sits down across from her and follows suit. They make small talk as they eat. When they’re both finished eating, he moves to clean the table, and she follows behind him, helping him clean up. He then leads her back to the couch. As much as he hates to potentially ruin this moment, he knows they have to talk. Even if these are the last of these good moments he gets with her, he needs to know what she feels. If she doesn’t share his feelings, it’s better to know now before falls for her any more than he already has.
“We need to talk about last night. Was that a one-time thing because you were horny, or do want us to be something else?” He asks her, he can’t even bring himself to say “couple,” or “relationship”, so he uses “something else” instead. She looks at him with bright eyes and she’s watching his reaction before she answers, “I mean I was horny, but I don’t want it to be a one-time thing. Adam, when I went out last night, I found a guy that reminded me of you, and I was going to take him home, then I realized that it wasn’t him I wanted, I wanted you.”
“You wanted me? I thought we were just friends, you were adamant about us being just friends.” Adam is stunned by her confession.
“We could be friends with benefits, Adam. People do that all the time. We could too.” She says in a voice that tells him that she’s hiding her true emotions.
“No, no friends with benefits. That’s total bullshit. It’s used by fuck buddies who treat each other badly then tack that term on it to make it better. Or it’s used by people who are in a relationship but don’t want to deal with the consequences of an actual relationship so they call it that.”
“Really, Adam? You just gave a speech about why you didn’t care about labels two days ago. Now you care about labels. What do you want us to be, Adam?”
“Fuck, Y/N. I don’t know, I just know that I want to be with you. I want us to be a thing. I want something that’s real, and deep. What about you, what do you want?” He manages to ask her.
“I don’t do traditional dating because it’s shallow and pointless. Same with boyfriend/girlfriend labels mostly. I want someone I can spend time with, do things with, and go places with. I want someone who makes me laugh, and wants to hear me ramble on and on. I want someone who fucks only me. I want somebody who gives a damn.”
“I can do all of those things, and I want all of those things with you, Y/N” Adam grabs her and kisses her, unable to resist anymore. She kisses him back with equal passion. It’s all lips, tongues, and sometimes teeth, but it’s okay, because it’s them. It’s them finally acknowledging that they want each other. She holds unto him as she says, “Okay so we test this out, with no labels but we’re together.”
“I want whatever you want, Y/N” He pulls her so she’s perched on his lap. She kisses him again and he thinks might combust. She’s kissed him four times this morning. Then a serious look crosses her face as she tells him, “I don’t think we should tell Hannah, Marnie, and that group. I just really don’t want to deal with them.”
“I couldn’t agree more.” Adam then stands up and Y/N wraps her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. She smiles at him, and he smiles at her. He feels happy, the happiest he can remember ever feeling. “Now, I think we should go back to bed.”
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Adam was coming over to your apartment after his audition. This was a big audition for him, it was for a modern update of Exiles by Joyce, and it was Broadway with the possibility of a movie rendition. Hannah, Marnie, and Ray would be over a few hours later to watch the production of The Beautiful & the Damned that Adam was in when it played on public broadcasting. You and Adam had agreed not to tell them that you were couple so you could avoid that drama. You told Adam no PDA tonight and you were sure that he would find someone way to touch you or punish you for instating that rule.
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hey all so i just saw ‘hadestown’ and feel duty bound to tell you fools everything about it because i, too, remember what it is to be lonely and on the internet and too poor to see some snazzy broadway shit
there’s no fanfare or anything. the show opens with all the cast coming on—and obviously the audience is going buckwild, especially with amber gray. (u can tell there’s a lot of great comet fans in the audience.) only once everybody is settled does hermes really TAKE THE STAGE.
and boy does he take it. sassy lil shit knows he owns it and just stands there taking in his audience, before flipping his jacket back with dramatic flare (to show his SNAZZY-ASS SILVER THREADED VEST) and starting to sing. (cue noisy wah-wah trombone.)
the setting is p. clearly a bar; orpheus p. clearly works there. he’s like being artsy with the napkins and shit, blossoming them into roses. eurydice is a traveler; she carries with her, wrapped in brown silk, an alter candle that she lights. (after sassing hermes into giving her a match to light it with.) eurydice balances her candle with the paper rose orpheus later makes and gives to her.
orpheus is pretty childlike and dreaming in this version. (not the cocky boy from the off broadway production.) he comes off as kind of lanky and awkward and not quite there; naive is definitely a defining adjective for him. everything about him is soft and gentle and in a dreaming world.
eurydice is kind of a classic tough girl but she’s got a strand of helplessness to her. she puts on a show of not being impressed by orpheus until he sings her the song he’s working on, and manages to bring a rose into his palm.
environmental collapse is a HUGE theme thru this—bigger than i thought it would be. eurydice’s first lines are about how there’s no spring or autumn anymore; everything is winter or summer, too hot or cold to live. the fates sing of the winds—the fates sort of torment her throughout this—but climate change looms as a dread through the show. orpheus hopes his song will bring back summer, put the seasons back in tune.
anyway, everyone’s hanging out at a new orleans style bar. even hades and persephone are there, though above it all in a balcony of their own
did i mention bradley king is a god among lighting designers?
because that will come back a lot
anyway hermes is sort of an uncle figure to orpheus; he was friends with orpheus’s mother, a muse. as soon as orpheus sees eurydice he wants to talk to her, and hermes advices him not to ‘come on too strong’—
and well that plan goes immediately out the window : ‘come home with me!’ [eurydice: ’what?’]
orpheus is just intensely awkward. skinny pale child doesn’t know how to interact with the world
they have kind of an argumentative relationship from the start—they don’t face each other very often; there’s a push and pull as he longs for her and she, kneejerk tough girl, tries not to go for this. but the rose from his palm enchants her, and she holds on to it. ‘you have to finish your song.’
GODDDD AMBER GRAY IS JUST LIIIIIIIFE. her persephone is a total lush and frequently staggers through act 1. she also has a fabulous white coat that gradients to green at the sleeves. when she dances you can’t tell if she’s about to pass out or float up to the ceiling.
when orpheus gives the toast he’s just so awkward it’s appalling
(and everyone toasts except eurydice)
hades wears sunglasses when he comes to the world above to bring persephone back to the world below. he descends from his balcony to get her, and brings her to the center of the stage—and then, oh, SHIT, there’s a fucking perfect round trap door right where they’re standing, and they descend below. (amber gray looking up to the slowly disappearing sky with the face of a martyr who’s used to the gig.)
winter’s hard. eurydice has to bust back out her old ass coat (instead of the winsome black slip thing and brown vest thing she was wearing), and the Fates, bitches as they be, try to fuckin rip it off her. (and succeed. the choreography looks like wind! also chairs and tables looked like they were floating earlier but i forgot to mention that.)
eurydice is trying to get ORPHEUS’S FUCKIN ATTENTION bout the fact they got no food and, uh, three bitchy old ladies dressed all in gray just took her coat, but he’s submerged in writing his song to bring back the weather. and while this is all going on, hades and persephone are having their age-old argument about how hell is too hot and too loud and IT AIN’T RIGHT, IT AIN’T NATURAL.
because, get this, after descending to hell they descended /back up/ into it, and u can tell cuz the lighting is fuckin genius. i’ll explain later except i won’t.
orpheus is just OUT OF IT and not hearing anything at all eurydice is tryin to fuckin say. (the tune keeps going wrong.) hades is sick of persephone not being with his electric shiny no-good shittiness and lays his eyes on eurydice as easy prey.
he puts on his sunglasses again and u know it’s bad news.
he talks her over and gives her her ‘ticket’—two silver coins that she momentarily holds up over her eyes as she looks at us, letting us know that this is some death imagery. she holds both hades’ coins and orpheus’s flower—and, making up her mind, calls out orpheus’s name one last time and descends into the underworld through that same miraculous trap.
and then, fuck me, the trap comes back up but just the red flower is on it. fuuuuuck meeeeeeee i may have wept.
orpheus finishes his damn song and hermes lets him know that hE FUCKED UP HIS WHOLE DAMN LIFE SHE GONE, BITCH, and orpheus sees the flower on the trap door and then he’s weeping, too.
and then we get to ‘wait for me’ and holy shit, y’all, i never been so fully into something in my life? it was so physically intoxicating i almost wanted to throw up. like, wonder as a liquid beverage. tHE LIGHTING? ? i fuckin felt awe on this earth today, i saw god and he’s lit by bradley king.
because! hades’ workers bring on these industrial metal lamps, and they hook them to the wires in the ceiling, and they SEND THEM SWINGING OUT INTO THE FUCKIGN AUDIENCE. they fuckin—they—they they they!—they fucking did! that! sent them swinging out in perfect rhythm and time, fully lit, swinging around orpheus and into the audience. and tHEN! THE FUCKIN SET! BEGINS TO GROW!!!
remember the first time u saw the nutcracker as a child and the growing christmas tree fuckin ripped ur world apart? it’s like that except times ten thousand
like it felt like. like the fuckin world was coming apart. the bar set is slowly ripping open and golden light is just searing into your eyeballs and the golden lamps are still swinging around orpheus and it literally felt like god had opened up a cold one and was just singing something horrible into being. it was wonder. i want to see it again.
like. stagecraft, babyyy
and u think act 1 will end on that because why would it nOT but no, we get ‘why we build the wall,’ which is a sort of chilling propoganda thing where everybody is facing forward and just telling back to hades whatever he’s yelling about, and persephone is there and i’m not sure why (like does she believe this? is she the unwilling consort? what’s the deal?)
and at the end eurydice comes in, and sort of picks up on the gestures everybody is doing—in that way everyone does when they come into a room and they want to vaguely pass as with it so they try to sync in to the general vibe. ‘uhh sure everyone’s waving their hands and talkin about walls so i guess i will too’, that kind of thing
hades shows her up to his office (the balcony door) to sign the papers. as soon as he’s gone, amber gray whips round to face the audience. ‘anybody want a drink?’
it’s intermission and i’m still trying to catch up on all the gasp-crying i started during ‘wait for me’
we also get an overpriced hadestown cup cuz get while the getting’s good, right?
back in act 2 and it’s our lady of the underground, ie amber gray in her exact outfit from above except instead of lurid green it’s savage black. (and instead of a bouncy curly brown wig it’s a black sparkly snood.) she dances and pivots and rivets her way through it, introducing the band, being winsome savage bite-your-face-off-and-offer-to-share-it-with-you amber gray. she’s got a neat little ring-shaped silver flask that hangs from her hand like a purse, and i want one.
eurydice emerges from the office dressed in the same overalls as the other workers—though she looks sexy af in them, ngl—and sings ‘flowers,’ and talks about how nobody down here looks at her, and how it’s like they don’t even see her. the underworld is not what she thought it would be. she wants to go home but can’t. she can’t remember orpheus’s name.
uNTIL HE SHOWS UP! Punk ass bitch made it, somehow, and stumbles onto the stage with guitar in hand. she knows his name immediately. but she can’t leave, because she signed her soul away.
u knew all this. it’s classic myth. did i mention patrick page as hades sounds like the combined harmonics of every rumbling truck on the george washington bridge every time he decides to sing?
orpheus has A Moment™ where it’s like, if this is what the world is, if people sign their names up for shit and i can’t save them, i guess i’ll just go home. but he talks himself out of it (apparently his magic vocal cords work on him, too), and actually talks himself (and the stone workers of the underworld!) into activism.
amber gray and patrick page share a duet i’ve never heard before, and it’s fine, and i think it still needs fine tuning cuz im not sure exactly how persephone feels about hades in this bit. it’s fine. what matters is that at the end of it, hades is FUCKED because rebellion is brewing.
he gets orpheus to sing his song. and holy shit, is it a doozy. holy shit, but were we all crying. hooooolyyy shiiiiiit.
holy shit.
when hades sings the refrain at the end, amber gray looks like she’s experiencing the most visceral, exquisite, heartfelt, heartbroken pain of her life. she literally bends as if she’s felt this pain in her stomach—this pain, this anguish over the song she hasn’t heard for so long from this one man she loved so well.
and when a rose blossoms from hades’s palm, persephone is both crying and laughing. it’s like the old times have bloomed again.
and then they dance.
also, should have mentioned earlier, it’s implied it’s not an og song orpheus is singing; he’s actually stumbled on an ancient one, perhaps one hades used to sing, and THAT’S why it’s so devastating—not just his talent and voice, but the memory of it, the memories it brings back. it’s an ancient song, almost a spell, that can heal the seasons.
hades and persephone hold each other close, nuzzling almost, and eurydice faces orpheus, and for a second u think it’s going to be ok because eurydice is so joyful and persephone and hades have healed. o & e think they’re gonna leave. they think everybody can leave.
but nope, hades can’t have that. damned if he does, damned if he don’t—so he sets the test for orpheus, but u really get the sense that he’s not doing it from a sense of cruelty any more. it almost pains him to do this shit. but the rivet of steel in his character won’t let himself become king of nothing.
hermes presents the challenge: ‘ive got good news, and bad.’ orpheus keeps asking hermes if it’s a trick; hermes keeps saying it’s a test, a trial. (it’s really a TRAGEDY.)
persephone is wooed by the fact that hades even let them try.
ugh, doubt comes in is. devastating. every single person in the audience audibly gasped—u FELT the air leave the room—when he turned around. we all genuinely believed it would end differently this time. we thought it would. i knew it was coming and i still was DEVASTATED.
eurydice is, too. she started as the doubter, and she had so much BELIEF they were gonna get out of this. ‘it’s you—it’s me—’ she says. she’s already sinking through the trap. fuckin hell, they were on the last few steps. i’m still fuckin emotional about it
orpheus just crashes to the edge of the trap, staring down into the abyss. hermes is singing, softly, about how it’s an old song—it’s an old tale—it’s a tragedy. and then he roars—in a way that cheers me up—WE’RE GONNA SING IT AGAIN.
because that’s the power of it! it happened, it was horrible, but we’re going to SING about it—and maybe change the ending this time—the way orpheus tried to, when he sang his way to hades and sang his way to the stones. it’s the singing of the event that matters, that might matter.
and eurydice is back at the bar, wanting matches—orpheus is back at the bar, seeing her for the first time across the room—and the story goes on, like the seasons .fuckin incredible. everybody in the auditiorium now is tear-stained.
APPLAUSE APPLAUSE APPLAUSE
lasted for like.....seven minutes?? it took ages and the actors were just soaking it up, looking exhausted, because DAMN it is exhausting to chart anguish and joy and victory and determination and love in two hours and 25 minutes
and then hermes shushes the house—because of course he does—and amber gray leads the final toast. it’s acoustic—it sounded to me like she wasn’t even using her microphone? it wasn’t brash at all, just raw—and a simple, honest, kind of homespun way to end the show. and it finally ended, and we cheered one last time, and then we went home sobbing and shaking and wanting to do the whole damn thing again
it was great and the stagecraft was some of the best i’ve ever seen and i’ve literally felt maybe only 3 productions like this, where this emotional shit is actually sitting in your lungs, and u should go, the end
#hadestown#rachel chavkin#anais mitchell#amber gray#patrick page#reeve carney#broadway#oh also there was a revolve that was pretty neat and used well
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A Miraculous Rant
Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Chat Noir is a show about two teenagers who can transform into superheroes, fall in love with each other, save the city of Paris, and all without knowing who their partner is behind the mask. Sounds great right? It is, but there's a giant problem with it. The problem, to me, is simple. It’s the writing. Before you get your pitchforks and torches, hear me out. In this essay I will explain and point out where I believe the flaws are.
Season 1: Oh boy, where to start? Well, how about there is no driving plotline in practically all of season 1. Sure, we need to hash out the world and concepts first, but that shouldn’t take 24 or so episodes! The first three episodes aired are “The Bubbler”, “Mr. Pigeon”, and “Stormy Weather”, in that order here in the U.S. and they tell us plenty of information.
The plot of all three episodes, and almost all of the rest of them are the same. There are two plots in each episode, Plot A, a problem arises or it’s the story of how someone becomes an Akuma. Plot B is the Akuma fight with our Superheroes. After Plot B ends, Plot A is usually resolved, and whatever happens is never spoken of again. Rinse and repeat. The only episodes that stray from this formula are “Evillustrator” and “Origins”. In “Evillustrator” we get practically nothing about Nathaniel and the focus of Plot A is Chloe and Sabrina.
And for “Origins”, while we never really spoke about what happened, we didn’t forget everything.
Ladybug tells us in “Antibug” that Chat and her are partners, even though they don’t really show it. Ladybug claims she needs Chat, but fighting wise, Ladybug always manages to take down the villain when Chat gets controlled by the villian/taken out of the fight. Plus, Ladybug is the only one who can purify the akuma and repair the damage. Chat just seems to be there for moral support and to use Cataclysm when Ladybug needs it.
Season 1 Plot Points: I remember three, count them, THREE plot points that moved the story along. Nothing important happens until “Princess Fragrance”, where the audience sees Master Fu for the first time, and then the old man disappears from the spotlight until “Volpina”, where Marinette meets him again, and we all find out he is the Guardian. Then “Origins” is finally released and we see that he gave out the Miraculous to our protagonists, and gave them no training. Seriously who thought that was a good idea?
Season 2: We finally inch along in the story more, as new characters, potiens, kwamis and miraculous, and new holders are introduced. Hawkmoth’s identity is revealed/confirmed, and both heroes and villain are thrown off the identity trial.
Power shifts to Ladybug as she knows who the guardian is first, gets to pick new holders, and gets to learn about the zodiac miraculous. Chat Noir gets left in the dark, and slowly starts turning into the sidekick some people view him as. He finally meets the guardian, but Marinette seems to spend the most time with him, so the scale is still tipped in her favor.
Season 2 Character Developments:
It turns out that season 2 is our character development season, with a bit of worldbuilding involved. We learn more about their classmates, including Alya, who we should’ve learned more about sooner, and get introduced to new characters, one of which keeps making cameos. It’s good to focus on other things aside from just Ladybug, Chat Noir, Marinette, and Adrien. It helps make the world three-dimensional and broadens the edge of the Miraculous world.
Season 2 Plot Points:
I’ll be honest, I don’t remember there being any important to the overarching story plot points in season 2, other than the 2 parter season finale, Lila, and maybe the temporary holders.
The finale 2 parter is the closest they get to catching Hawkmoth, but he escapes with the aid of the Peacock miraculous holder. They practically go back to square 1 except the fights will get harder. Also, we finally see what happened to Lila Rossi.
Season 3:
Oh boy, the most recent season. And the cringe and second hand embarrassment I experienced here, oh the writing staff in some of those episodes had it out for Marinette.
“Animaestro”: She crawls around on the floor, wastes food, and teams up with Chloe of all people to ruin Kagami’s outfit! Marinette should have been doing the job she signed up for, not embarrassing her parents’ business by doing those ridiculous things. And then she gets rewarded by being given Astuc’s ticket and gets to sit next to Adrien.
“Weredad”: I get she panicked, but did she have to say she was in love with Chat Noir? What happened to not wanting to lie to a friend? You live there for Pete's sakes, it’s not unusual for you to be on your balcony!
“Party Crasher”: Marinette abandons her friends to try and party with the boys, eventually using a disguise to get in. Marinette you’re no better then the boys!
“Stormy Weather 2”: Was just lazy, enough said.
“Feast”: It’s sweet that Fu wanted to protect them, but he ran like a coward and was willing to abandon Paris to Hawkmoth’s cruelty.
“Reflekdoll”: Alya! Marinette clearly doesn’t want Adrien there, but you just ignore her and pull him along anyway! What if he wanted to spend that extra hour with Nino and you made him feel like he had to help Marinette out? And I‘m not forgetting the fact you ignored Juleka’s panic attack and wish to be a model, and didn’t apologize! Also, they should’ve let Mister Bug figure out how to use the lucky charm. That would’ve been a great way to show that the two are equal, not that Marinette is great at wielding the Ladybug and Cat miraculous.
“Ikari Gozen”: Marinette, you tried to leave Kagami when you saw she was your partner in the friendship game, badmouthed her Alya, and tried to make you lose on purpose, all because you were jealous of Kagami being close to Adrien, who also doesn’t have many close friends. And Kagami, Longg literally said he was going to tell you the plan, but you just decide to transform without listening to him.
“Desperada”: Marinette picking Adrien to be Jagged’s guitarist was dumb, did you even know if the boy could play? Marinette, you can’t focus around Adrien, why did you give him a miraculous!? And Adrien, why did you accept it, you’re Chat Noir!?
“Ladybug”: Are you kidding me Chat!? Ladybug has never shown interest in you before, why on earth would you think that’s normal!? Also, Marinette getting expelled like that? Did anyone on staff do their research about expelling someone?! I’m pretty sure that’s not how you do that!
“Battle of the Miraculous”: Chloe, how stupid are you?
I also have some complaints about “Chameleon”, like, what were Marinette’s friends and classmates thinking?! A napkin can’t gorge out an eye Max! And for goodness’s sake, wouldn’t Jagged Stone’s pet being rescued off a runway be on international news?! Their brain cells were gone that episode.
Season 3 Plot Points:
Master Fu’s memory is erased, leaving the two kids on their own. This will drive them closer together or farther apart as Ladybug will have more responsibility and need to keep more secrets as Guardian. Hawkmoth and Mayura have the translated Grimoire and they have fixed the broach.
Season 3 Character Developments:
The characters we really focus on the most beside Adrien and Marinette are the love rivals. That’s right, Luka and Kagami. Adrien appears to have started dating Kagami and Marinette is hanging out with Luka more, so more knowledge about them is needed. Other characters star in some episodes too, such as Max and Markov in Startrain. Turns out his mother drives trains and wants to be an astronaut. Also Markov is baby.
It turns out Juleka wants to be a model, did this happen because she can be in pictures now, and she enjoys it a lot? Where did this even come from? Regardless, it’s nice to see Juleka coming out of her shell a bit. Also the cheek kiss from Rose was cute and I don’t care that Relfekta called Rose her bestie, that Hawkmoth talking. Also Juleka is the second person, Lila’s the first, to be akumatized three times as the same Akuma.
Speaking of Lila, she shows up in the first episode, and it turns out everyone is still wrapped around her finger over her ridiculous lies. Sure, their class is accomplished, but really? Fans of Jagged Stone know he has a crocodile, right? Or that paper napkins can’t gorge someone’s eye out, especially glasses-wearing Max? She threatens Marinette in the bathroom, declares them to be at war, then does nothing to turn people against Marinette until “Ladybug”. Sure, she violated Adrien’s space and privacy, and got Nathalie and Gorilla in trouble, but that was never specifically against Marinette. We learn she doesn’t want to take the easy way out, instead she lays out this giant trap that would’ve come crashing down if Damocles had actually done his job by listening to both sides, calling Lila’s mother, watching the security footage, basic stuff right? It shows that Lila can be kinda clever, but her kingdom is a stack of cards waiting to crash down at the right push.
We get Master Fu's backstory, like how he lost the Peacock and Butterfly miraculous, plus the Grimoire. Also, he gets a lady friend, who we never really bring up again except at the end of the season.
And Choe. Chloe, Chloe, Chloe. We in the fandom had high hopes for her. From her not believing what Lila’s ‘selling’ to her becoming a better person. That all crashed and burned in the episodes “Miraculer”, “and “Battle of the Miraculous”. Turns out Chloe doesn’t even remember Lila, despite being upset that ‘Jagged wrote a song about Lila and not her’ in “Volpina”. Having Audrey around does not help Chloe’s case, as she tries imitating her in order for her mother to love her, which is really messed up.
The fandom:
Pitchforks down people! This is not, I repeat, not an insult to the fandom. I enjoy reading fanfics, including salt and fix-it fics. I just find it sad that the fandom has better writing than the actual show. It's kinda depressing that people who write for fun are writing better than the people doing it for a job. For example, when Chloe gets the redemption arc the show was building towards. Astruc said in a tweet that Chloe turned out to be not redeemable, which some people have translated as they couldn’t figure out how to redeem her so they didn’t.
Plot:
Astruc and staff need to actually make strides towards the end goal. The way they write the show now, there seems to be no goal that they are actually working towards. The episodes that will move the story along are few and far between, and as of now, they aren’t any closer to their goal as compared to the beginning.
Contradictions:
There are contradictions in the episodes, for example in “Queen Wasp”, it’s stated that only cataclysm can break a miraculous. But then Alix’s watch turns out to be a miraculous, and suddenly a contradiction is revealed. The Ladybug and Cat miraculous are supposed to be the most powerful of all, right? Well, some of the other miraculous have stronger powers then those of the Cat and Ladybug. The Rabbit can travel through time and the Monkey disrupts others’ power, rendering them useless. Why have the Ladybug and Cat miraculous, the ones the bad guy is desperately trying to steal, out in the open when you could use the other miraculous just as well? You could just use Venom on the Akuma and easily get their akumatized item. Boom, battle over in seconds. Sure, you would still need the Ladybug to purify the akuma and erase any possible damage, but at least the Cat miraculous could be safe in the Miracle Box. It’s like they have no idea what was going to happen in future episodes, and when they make a contradiction, Astruc will just brush it off as a mistake, and the show will just carry on as if nothing happened.
Conclusion:
Miraculous Ladybug is a great show, but the writing is subpar. There are episodes that are really great, and there are episodes that are bad, and make me want to stop watching from second-hand embarrassment. In all honesty, I’m still here for the fanfiction.
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[Where My Twin Watches]: Full Metal Alchemist Brotherhood Episode 27
Last time: Awful ‘finale’ moments happened, the EEC count finally updated, and iTunes decided to be a jerk and leave me with an incomplete show in my videos tab for eternity. Onwards!
And we’re back, with Season Two/the next cour/however this crazy show is split up! We left off with some very annoying threads dangling (Ed/Ling/Envy crossing realities, Al and Greed about to meet The Big Bad, ect.), so let’s get to it!
...this is not the unresolved issues being resolved, this is a happy-go-lucky peasant bonfire. What does this have to do wit-
BEARD! The Beard has been sighted, lurking on the fringes of the festivities. Is this where Papa Elric’s been hanging out after walking out (again) on his son all those episodes ago? What does he even do to pay the bills? (Besides being the ‘secret’ bad guy, I mean).
GOOD, be sad and lonely as you sit over there, instead of being an actual father and oh my Leto who is this lady? Are you actually hooking up with someone else instead of taking care of… your…
Pinako? I know that name… NO. PLEASE NO.
AAAARGH IT’S BAD ENOUGH THAT WE’RE STUCK IN A FLASHBACK EPISODE BUT NOW BEARD IS GETTING PROPOSITIONED FOR DRINKS BY GRANNY ROCKBELL WHEN SHE WAS YOUNG AND HE’S SMILING NO NO NO DO NOT DO THIS TO MY SHIP LETO SAVE ME
*ahem* I apologize for that. Let’s move on.
New intro! A metallic arm reaching up from a field of white flowers, funky guitar music as the title comes up and we see it’s Ed lying on his back looking sad before Angry!Ed comes back and he beats up a poor flower and gets back up.
Now he’s facing Titan!Envy, Gluttony, big dude who I guess is Sloth, Wrath… wait, what? Why is…
*gets up, pulls off and throws down headphones, rushes to Tephi’s room*
“Tephi?! Why is Ling wearing black? Why is Ling standing next to the goths?!”
“*shrug* You should keep watching and find out.”
AAAAAAAHHHHH.
Ed looks about as pissed as I am right now, rushes forward before getting the crap beaten out of him. Roy in a white coat? Another flashback to the Ishvalan Civil War?
Now FIRE EVERYWHERE as someone stands above the ashes oh hey Mister Smiley, I remember you from when you murdered the family of the guy who’s Determinedly Frowning onscreen now, I sure hope he comes across you someday! Roy looks into a fire then camera pans to stand next to Hughes (whyyyy), having a staring contest with Bradley.
Back to Titan!Envy as he gets a visit from Dentist!Al, a TC making a Philosopher’s Stone that’s eaten by some smug dude in a white suit and fedora (It’s after Labor Day, dude. Get with the program.) More flashes of the now-defunct-Conspiracy in their white Civil War outfits looking sad INCLUDING MUSTACHELESS THE MIGHTY ARMSTRONG CRYING HOW DARE YOU SIR and a flash of yup I got a glimpse of Father not being in shadow at this point, that is clearly Beard without his glasses. Joy. And then they drive the point home with an eye zoom that turns to Glasses!Beard looking at a picture (hmmm, I wonder what picture it is? /[sarcasm]) at a campfire.
Now dude with gun arm, sunglasses guy, giant tank and HELLO who is this lady? She just waved her sword and lo, there was an explosion thanks to her tank. New Badass Lady character? Ok, she’s standing at the head of the two guys who just showed up and a bunch of other dudes in fur-collared coats. Oh, hold up! Way back when Ed was talking about the neighbors of Amestris, how up north across the mountains there was a place with a shaky non-aggression treaty with them. Please tell me our boys get their own army.
Now lots of screaming people and a poor horse getting eaten by Gluttony, Ed staring down the Gate of Truth, that terrible scene of him getting pulled away from his brother in the in-between place, Al fighting and getting grabbed by white hands, Ed snapping out of his daydream back in the field and again going to smash the ground… but pausing at the last second to spare the little white flower.
Alright, a good intro! Plenty of interesting moments, I’ve got high hopes for this next stretch of episodes.
Episode 27 - “Interlude Party”
We’ve got the happy-go-lucky plucky string music playing as peasant couples dance around the bonfire and Pinako drinks with Beard in the shadows, making me cry at the terrible terrible implications for my poor ship and saying it’s nice to let loose every now and then. Beard just drinks in silence like the socially-awkward absentee father he is, so Pinako rambles about finding happiness whenever you can, especially in a war-hungry country like Amestris. Just take Ishval, for example...
[Lust(?)]: “And no matter how many times it happens they never learn. The human race is made up of violent, miserable fools.”
RIOT TIME! Hold on, isn’t this the town that the Goth’s drove crazy after Father Cornello turned out to be a false priest? Ok, now it’s Ishval with the cannons going off and the Blue Eyes marching in.
Some dude’s remarking Ishval and Liore have been crazy lately oh hi Hughes! Hmm, looks like flashbacks to all the mentions of Amestris’ conflicts, Ed talking about skirmishes with “Aerugo to the south and Creta to the west” and there it is, the northern country of Drachma! Come on, hurry up and get moving north you kids, I wanna see more of our new Intro characters!
Back to the bonfire, a little girl has run up and asked Beard to dance with her. Aw! But he says he’ll just sit there, Pinako needles him about being old until the little girl gives up on the lost cause.
[Pinako]: “That girl, so bossy. Weren’t your two boys around her age? When they started planning to bring back their mom?”
Wait, what? But- Hold up, I remember this scene of the boys sitting at the grave, didn’t they follow Little!Winry back home for supper right after that? I definitely remember the argument between Ed and Granny Rockbell over supper, and she was just a little bit older then. What’s going on here?
Wow. You’re just gonna go “Nah, no point in trying to talk to the boys about committing the Ultimate Taboo to try and bring back their dead mom and my dead wife. More booze, please!”. Father of the Year, everyone!
Yup, we are definitely in a recap episode now, presumably this came after a good gap between this and the last cour to remind everyone of all the happy, cheerful times this show has given us! Like Dismembered!Ed crying out over the loss of his younger brother, witnessing the brief existence of the Thing in the TC, and sacrificing his arm to make Al into Soul Armor.
Scenes of the Elric Brothers seeking the Stone, discovering the damning secret ingredient for the Stone… the bonfire collapses and the music gets melancholy as Beard looks on. Uh, something’s up with the shadows…
“It’s remarkable how weak they are.”
Aha, fabricated memory or somesuch! I knew the timing was off with Pinako’s age, this is all some sort of internal dialogue in Beard’s head! My ship is still safe! Huzzah!
Ok, so there’s a split between Beard and Father, is what I’m getting here. Beard is still sitting in his rumpled brown coat nursing some booze, while Father is standing with face partially out of camera in nicer clothes, chiding humanity for their weakness and talking about their “one good use as a natural resource”. Aaaand Beard’s glasses are opaque again, he’s back to being Evil.
Mid-show cards of Van Hohenheim (still gonna call him Beard) and Pinako Rockbell.
Back to flashbacks! Ed’s found the secret Stone-making TC under the Fifth Laboratory, that great fight scene between Ed and the Brother Armor (one of the funniest scenes, too), Ed swearing that he sees Soul Armors as being human too and swearing he will never take the life of another person, #48 about to spoil the plot before Lust shuts him up, Ed encountering Goths for the first time, sudden jump at mention of “important sacrifice” to Gluttony cheerfully taking Al to see Father, Bradley mentioning that Teacher might be a worthy candidate as well (boo!), Lust “killing” potential sacrifice Roy, and Marcoh himself in his cell.
Now it’s Hughes… with his last discovery before the Goths silenced him. Marcoh saying his (and my) theory of turning the entire country into a TC like Mr. Freeze did back in Episode 1.
[Pinako]: “You’ve always known about their plans, haven’t you? Well, Hohenheim?”
Beard finally admits to- wait, what?
[Beard]: “Even if I’d spoken up, warned them, it wouldn’t have changed anything.”
What do you mean, “warned them”? Of course you wouldn’t warn them about your own scheme, what is Figment!Pinako talking about?
Beard is saying he’s watched humanity for a long time now (How long? And just how is Beard so long-lived? I get he created the Goths, or at least I thought so before Pinako’s line just now…), and he just sees them make the same mistakes again and again- uh, some of the dancers just bumped into each other and exploded, scattering blood on some very confused girls.
[Beard]: “They’re so fragile… how could they not break?”
Flashes of the Homunculii healing/hulking out, Gluttony going Gate, Bradley revealing his status to Greed as Wrath and kicking his butt, Roy getting tricked by Raven (jerk) to Bradley’s “so let’s discuss potential human sacrifices, my military officials” meeting, the first flashes of Father as Beard talks about how humans lack the strengths of the Goths, they can’t defend themselves.
[Pinako]: “But that won’t make us give up. We will never give up!”
You go, Mental Pinako! Kick his arguments to the curb!
Ha! It’s working, Beard is admitting that it’s a human characteristic (flashes of Badass Roy killing Lust, Ed defying Greed and working out his weakness, Al arguing with Scar in defense of Alchemy, Scar’s brother protecting him from Mister Smiley’s attack and giving his own arm to save his life, Lan Fan giving up her own arm just to distract Wrath after Ling saved her life…)
[Pinako]: “They can put us through hell, but it doesn’t matter! Nothing they can do will make us give up! And some day we will win!”
Damnit, now Father’s in on the debate, Beard’s vanished for this argument. Father’s saying Pinako can’t change anything, everyone will die and she’ll be left with nothing. He says the only smart thing to do is grab what’s important and run away, suddenly he’s seized her and
[Father]: “You act like you have a conscience, but you’re just being sentimental. Isn’t that right, Hohenheim?”
Pinako!Mask removed to show Beard, not very happy with this new development.
[Father]: “You think you can change things? You honestly believe one act of caring will make you human?!”
Beard is gasping for breath as Father rants about how humans are just a resource, left unchecked they will spread like weeds, their basic nature can’t be changed. Beard…
Beard slowly leans forward, glasses going opaque. His hands still-
Someone’s grabbed his hands, a young woman with short brown hair.
[?]: “We will change. Because we can change! I know it. We may be weak, but we just have to be. If not, then we wouldn’t have any reason to go out, to get strong. I know that it may seem futile to you, but it’s not. Because we are getting stronger with every step we take.”
*credits music has started up*
[Roy]: “And in turn they’ll protect the ones they love. It seems like the least we tiny humans can do for eachother.”
[Ling]: “I-I wasn’t ready for this. Lan Fan was, though. She made the decision that I was too weak to make.”
[Al]: “I’m sick of watching people die! And I can’t just sit back and take it anymore! I won’t let anyone else get killed! Not when I can protect them!”
[Ed]: “I won’t run away from this.”
[Ed]: “We’ll knock that jerk Truth on his butt!”
[Ed]: “Al! Al, come on! Please! Hurry, Al!...”
[Ed]: “Alphonse! Look at me! I’ll come back! Just you wait!”
[?]: “You see? I’m sure we can change! Because we’re weak. And because we die. We have to fight in order to live! And that’s what will make us strong. And if that’s not enough? If you’re still not convinced that we can change?”
Yes, yes, I know this can’t last because we have so much show left but Leto damn it if it isn’t awesome to see Beard’s glasses clear again
[!!!]: “Then think about us.”
It’s Mama Elric!
[Mama Elric!!!]: “All of the days we spent with our family in Resembool.”
And now Beard is sitting on a moss-covered log in daylight, green grass around and petals slowly falling. He has a blank look on his face, seeing Pinako and Mama Elric and his boys and so many other people standing in front of him. Little Al’s shirt hardly fits him as he clutches Mama Elric’s skirt, Little Ed stands arms crossed trying to look tough-
Then geese fly by, and Beard wakes up. He looks over the pristine lake and mountains he made a campfire at, gives a slight smile at the realization he was dreaming, and moves on- after he pauses, looks back at an empty bottle of booze, and says “Thanks for all the help.”
...so, good recap episode, but what the Leto is going on with Beard? Isn’t he supposed to be lurking under Central?
Ooh, new credits! We’re at Rush Valley, zoom in to Atelier Garfiel where Winry’s hard at work, looks up and smiles to a lens flare for ok sure, totally necessary for her unzipped uniform while she moves boxes, moving on. Or I guess that’s just staying tied down as she tinkers with tech and banters with customers, now she’s happily talking on the phone with her friend Ed (NOT Al- edited for an earlier typo, thanks TonyC) based on how she’s suddenly screaming into the receiver before she grumpily subsides and then blushes(!).
New girl! Lan Fan, rocking the empty sleeve look. May Chang happily walking along with Shao May. Back to the closed automail shop where Winry is still working (get some sleep for Leto’s sake!), now opening the shutter the next day and greeting the sun. Man, I wish I was that happy to work in retail.
#wmtw#where my twin watches#full metal alchemist#full metal alchemist brotherhood#fmab#fmab 27#ranubis
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From Russia With Love (1963)
Time for that second Bond movie y’all! Like last time it is basically me recapping the movie with my own comments thrown in so you know, spoilers (also one for the last season of Designated Survivor, because I’m like that).
Ah after a brief look through the barrel of the gun we enter the classic Bond cold open for the first time! Bond is playing cat and mouse with a broad shouldered blond in a fancy garden with statues and hedges and shit. The blond man pulls a wire out of his watch and strangles Bond, oh no! Flood lights turn on and we see many men wearing the exact same outfit (black on black, turtlenecks). The man is congratulated on his perfect time (1 min 52 sec). Then we take a look at Bond on the ground, wait, it isn’t Bond? It’s a mask! It is another man, still dead though.
INTROTIME! This time it is the credits projected onto a dancing woman's body (007 of course gets the breasts). The great thing about this franchise is that it will never let you forget just how misogynistic it is.
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This time we start in Venice. We know this because there are canalboats and a big sign that says that we’re at “Venice international grandmasters championship” A chess tournament then, and on the board of the next match is a reminder that we are a long time ago and that czechoslovakia is still a thing (also the indoor smoking), just like on one of the maps we had when I was a kid in school because they couldn’t afford to replace it. Anywhoo, Venice, chess.
Scene change, we’re now in a floating lair (a boat or maybe I should say ship, big yacht?), there’s a small aquarium with fish that eat each other, a white cat being petted by hands attached to a man whose face is not yet revealed who is issuing commands to a russian woman. He/they are SPECTRE of course, our old enemy. She is “number three”, he has a hideous ring with the SPECTRE octopus symbol. Number 5 joins them, he is the Czechoslovakian chess player (Kronsteen???) (who won), together they discuss their evil plan. They are stealing some decoding machine from the Russian in order to do so they need a female from the Russian cryptography section in Turkey and British intelligence, they will of course not know that they are being used. Bonus: They may get revenge for the murder of Dr. No. Number 5 has made it obvious that it is a trap because British intelligence won’t be able to resist it.
Now we’re back at the estate of the opening scene, where fake Bond was killed. Blond Man is tanning on a blanket, a blonde woman is joining him as a helicopter carrying Number 3 arrives.
Ah, those lazy bottle bleached days...Nr. 3 is looking for a Grant, ostensibly the Mr. Blond. They walk through the tranining facilites and the guy who met Nr. 3 brags about them using live targets on occasion, because training is well and good, but cannot replace experience. She finds him acceptable. I like Nr. 3, she’s a little subvertive (but of course she is evil *eyeroll*).
Ah, here appears a Russian woman, presumably the aforementioned “female” Tatiana Romanova (wow, such russian). Nr. 3 has reading glasses thicker than coke bottle bottoms.
Those subtitles say “I will obey your orders” and so she will, otherwise she’d be dead. Nr. 3 is not to be trifeld with. Romanova has been hand picked to be a seductress, to Bond presumably. Who we meet in the next scene, he’s in a boat with a woman, Syliva, who caresses a scar on his back and asks if it is from another woman who was jealous, “yes, but I haven’t turned my back on one since” he replies. We met Sylvia in Dr. No, he had to leave for Jamaica then. Their little outing is interrupted by beeping that means Bond must phone the office, which of course needs him, and so Sylvia doesn’t get quite as much attenton as she wanted, but he makes time for some “lunch”.
Back at M’s office they realize it’s a trap (Nr. 5 was clearly correct in is analysis of British intelligence), but Bond is intrigued once he sees the picture of the stunning Romanova, of course.
Enter Q, Bond gets toys this time around! Not just a new gun like last time, now he gets a suitcase with twenty hidden rounds of ammunition, a secret throwing knife, and AR7 folding snipers rifle, .25 caliber with infrared telescopic sight, some hidden 50 gold sovereigns in the handle, a tin of talcum powder that is teargas that will explode if you open the suitcase in the normal way, instead Bond must first turn the catches horizontally, then open normally. Bond thinks this is ridiculous.
Then he says goodbye to Miss Moneypenny with the traditional flirtation that goes nowhere and gets his plane ticket to Istanbul, gives Miss Moneypenny the picture of Romanova and writes “from Russia with love” on it. Oh Bond...
He lands in Istanbul and someone is following him already, because of course they are, two mustached men as well as the SPECTRE hired Grant. The mustaches are hunagrians hired by the russians according to the driver, “they follow us, we follow them, it’s a sort of understanding we have.”
The driver takes him to Kerim Bey, who says the driver is is son, so are all his top employees because blood is the only thing to be trusted. I think he is in for a rude awakening at some point. Kerim warns him that it is a foolish endeavor and that he should spend a few days enjoying Istanbul and then go home.
We see Grant again, with someone gagged and bound in the back seat. Bond goes to his hotel, and it’s no dump, he’s in room 32, and it comes wired with bugs, luxurious! Bond asks for a new room because “the bed is to small”, they agree to show him the bridal suite
Meanwhile Grant dumps the car and the body of the man in the back outside the Russian consulate (I think), so that they will suspect the British, and as Nr. 3 says “the cold war in Istanbul won’t be cold very much longer”
The next morning Ali Kerim Bey’s office is bombed as he’s about to have sex with a woman who moaned his name until he put his papers down and gave her attention. She’s a spy for sure, because he’s not that interesting. Bond shows up later and he and Kerim Bey go down under the building, where there is some underground cave/channel and a boat (and rats).
Kerim Bey has a fuckin telescope under the Russian consulate! He runs through who is who, including the beautiful Romanova. They decide it is best Bond doesn’t go back to his hotel. Now they trick their tail and go visit Kerim Bey’s “Gypises” who he uses “Like the Russians use the Bulgars” this is going to be some racist stereotypical nonsense isn’t it?
Some Russians (one of them they saw in the telescope and is probably the guy who made the mine that blew up Kerim Bey’s office) are up to something, seeing Bond & Kerim Bey’s arrival.
Ah yes, two girls are in love with same man and are threatening to kill each other, it will be settled in the “gypsy way” whatever that is. Kerim Bey and Bond are invited to a table with them “I hope you are good at eating with your fingers,” he tells Bond. Ah, of course, belly dancing, a lil throwback to the intro credits that.
While Bond is being entertained, the Russians are creeping in. Mr. Grant of SPECTRE is also lurking about. The two women who are in love with the same man fights each other, just as one has a bottle over the other’s head the Russians crash the party. Fighting ensues, Bond saunters through with ease, or the secret aid of one SPECTRE agent who needs him alive long enough to aid with the decipher acquisition. Remember Bond has yet to meet Romanova, he’s only been here one night!
Bond has saved their leaders life, and is now “his son”, and asks if they can’t stop the “girl fight” - Oh Bond, they don’t need you you ass. The man says he can decide.
They are delivered to his tent and he is told to decide, it fades out to him saying “this might take som time” followed by a Connery smirk (he’s a very pouty man isn’t he? Also he’s in his thirties here...)
Bond and Kerim Bey go to take out the Russian who attacked the, since Kerim Bey has been shot, Bond has brought his little folding rifle. Kerim Bey insists on shooting even though he only has one arm. Bond lets him. There is a secret hatch in the wall, opening in the mouth of a woman who is postered there, ample opportunity for some jokes about her pretty mouth that...
Bond is back at his hotel now, doing the most human thing I’ve seen him do, kick of his shoes. Then he orders breakfast for one at nine, green figs, yogurt and coffee, very black. He slowly undresses and makes his way towards the bathroom, he sniffs something strange in the air. THen he hears thumps. He grabs his gun and goes to check it out, wearing nothing but a towel.
Enter Romanova. Naked, in bed. They greet, he tells her she is beautiful, she tells him she think her (very small) mouth is too big, he thinks it is just the right size and they kiss, or rather he kinda rubs his mouth against her. Really, I never enjoy kissing on screen, but Connery is terrible at it. He asks her for blueprints of the consulate, she promises it, but they will fuck first. She’s got one job, lay back and think of Russia. Nr. 3 & Grant are outside filming. It’s a porn now, I’m sure you can track down a recreation of this as an actual porn somewhere, rule 34 and all that.
I hope his dick is better than his kisses Ms. Romanova. The next day Romanova and Bond meet at St. Sophia, the Russian’s Ukrainan is following. Tourists are getting a very monotonous tour. Grant takes care of the Ukraininan as she’s about to steal the information left for Bond.
Bond & Kerim Bey have a chat about how mysterious it was with the Ukraininan, and Bond also says that Romanova will do anything for him, Kerim Bey does not believe that, he’s sure she’s a double agent. Bond says he only wants the dechiffrerer anyway, Kerim Bey asks “is that all?” and they have a chuckle.
Bond & Romanova meet on a boat, he has a camera that is really a tape recorder and he asks her questions about the decoding machine. She asks if he will make love to her in Englan, he says yes and we see M and the rest of the office listening to the tape. M ends up throwing Miss Moneypenny out of the room, she looks like she’s about to start laughing. She of course can listen in via the intercom at her desk, M. knows this and asks her to send Bond a “cable”. M. gives Bond the go-ahead for the deal over the decoder. Bond tells Romanova it will be on the fourteenth, not the thirteenth, even though it will be.
Bond walks into the russian consulate, a convenient bomb, set off by Kerim Bey in the tunnels below, causes chaos and he seeks out Romanova and the device. They escape down into the tunnels, but oh no, the rats!
They must go another way than inteded, Kerim Bey leads the way! They escape the Russians aboard a train, but Gran is of course there, they are playing straight into his hands, oh no! Will Bond get out of this pickle? The question should really be will Kerim Bey and Romanova get out of it.
One of the russians got onto the train after all, Benz, and they seek him out, stuff a handkerchief in his mouth and Kerim Bey sits down with him, to keep him company until it is time to get off. Well, that is until Kerim Bey is murdered. Grant of course, but they seem to think the Russian and Kerim Bey did each other in. Bond takes Kerim’s yellow cigarette holder or whatever, and looks sad. He has lost a friend.
The train trundles past Kerim’s son who is supposed to pick them up along the tracks and he is confuse. Bond takes out his upset on Romaonova, demanding the truth from her.
At six thirty-three the train arrives in Beograd. Where another of Kerim’s sons await, getting terrible news. Grant is doing his usual lurking about. Bond gives the son Kerim’s items and jumps back onboard. Next stop: Zagreb, where Bond asked someone to meet him, but Grant takes the mans place. They re-board. Bond sends Grant (maquerading as Captain Nash) and Romanova ahead of him to the restaurant wagon. Then proceeds to sneak into Nash’s suitcase.
During the meal Grant spills Romanova’s drink, refills with a little something extra. Pretty sure Bond sees it, but lets it pass. Romanova feels unwell on the way back. They put her to bed, then Bond puts a gun to Grant, who smooth talks his way out of it, shows Bond a map and stuns him with the handle of his gun (a lot of that going round in this movie). They’re in the same space as the suitcase with the tear gas, and I’m sure Bond is going to get out of this pickle by tricking him to opening it so that the tear gas booms him.
Now for the villain tells too much talk! yay! I love these, they’re so ridiculous (spoiler for Designated survivor, in season three when Maggie Q’s character is just killed with a comment about how in real life that’s not how it goes, I was howling, and crying as she was the only reason I bothered watching still, very okay with it being cancelled). Bond is being a classist prick as usual and says he should have known since Grant ordered red wine with fish (PS. I’ve drank an entire bottle of cheap red as I watched this, hence the deterioration in uh, quote accuracy and “proper” language). Bond is all “you SMERSH people” smh, but then realizes that, no of course, SPECTRE! Ah, acronym soup.
I still can’t believe this guy is in his thirties here. Anywhoo. Grant says “I don’t mind talking, I get a kick out of watching Mr. Bond finding out what a bloody fool he’s been making of himself. We’re pro’s Mr. Bond.” 1. If you were pro’s you would have shot Bond already 2. I’m sure he’ll use that damn suitcase against you! Grant admits that Romanova doesn’t know she’s working for SPECTRE, that she believes she is doing this for SMERSH. Grant also calls Bond “old man” and who is older? I cannot tell.
Here we go, Bond tricking him to opening the suitcase by promising him the 50 sovereigns. Fighting time! Here comes Grant’s watch wire, but Bond isn’t so easily offed when he’s real aaaand he off’s Grant with the very same wire. Beautiful. Bond then takes his cash and calls Grant’s body “old man”. I’m ded.
The train starts hooting, there’s a truck on the tracks. Bond grabs the half conscious Romanova and drags her off the train with him. She falls asleep under a bush. He sneaks around some more, looking to get Grant’s men. He knocks one out, ties him up, throws him in the truck. Then he throws Romanova on a literal (truck) bed of flowers before getting in the truck himself. They’re driving off in the night, then the day. A yellow tailed helicopter, suspiciously like the noe nr. 3 arrived in when she picked up Grant comes at them. Bond runds around and let the helicopter chase him. This is terrible. Alright scenery though.
Bond hides in a convenient rock formation and brings out his rifle again. Guy in helicopter is about to throw down a hand grenade, but Bond and his .25 rifle shots him in the arm so he drops the grenade INSIDE THE HELICOPTER
Once again Bond survives through luck. Now they’ve arrived at a boat (still following Grant’s escape route I guess) and the driver is out of luck, once they’ve reached full speed Bond pushes him overboard. They’re headed for Venice (from Croatia if I’m not mistaken).
Cut to the floating lair of guy with white cat, where nr. 3 and 5 are meeting with him, and she, of course, gets blamed for the failure, despite having followed the plan. She says Bond was the reason, but five won’t hear it. That poor cat isn’t being petted right. She thinks she’ll be killed now, but instead guy with cat (number one) gives five a kick with a poisoned blade that came out of his boot. Three is now very keen on getting Bond so she will live.
Now Bond is in a boat chase, the chasers shoot out all the fuel barrels. So Bond lets them all plop into the ocean, then makes them go boom with a signal gun. I’m not sure that’s how that works, but okay. They loose their chasers.
Now we’ve come full circle, back where we started. Venice. Hotel room. Maid shows up, pretty sure it’s number three here to steal something. A time for Romanova to figure out her loyalties. She picks Bond. I must admit I’m a bit sad, three was a good character to root for, but only if she ran her own evil empire.
“James, behave yourself, we are being filmed.”
“Oh, not again.”
THE END.
except not quote because James Bond will retur in GOLDFINGER. See ya soon Mr. Bond.
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Felix Fierce (Buffy and Angel Fanfiction) Season 1
Episode 1 - Welcome to The 20s
Warnings: I do not own or claim to own the original content to “Buffy the Vampire Slayer”, “Angel”, the comics or any of the original characters from the “Buffyverse” all rights belong to Joss Whedon.
15 plus, displays of Violence, Gore, Torture and Sexual Innuendos, M/M, F/M, F/F.
Into every generation there was a chosen one until a powerful witch called Willow Rosenberg changed the rules forevermore.
No longer would Buffy Summers stand-alone against the vampires the demons and the forces of darkness.
She was the slayer that changed everything but now it’s his turn.
Felix Fierce found himself running through the woods late at night frantically looking behind him until he found himself crashing into Thorn in full vampire mode, his body hitting against the vampire before he himself fell to the ground.
“Thorn listen this isn’t you.” Felix pleaded as Thorn pulled him off the ground.
“Your right it isn’t that’s kind of the point.” Thorn replied before sinking his teeth into Felix’s neck before Felix suddenly woke up in his bed within his bedroom.
He slowly sat up in his bed before hearing a knock at his door as his father Forest walked into his room.
“I see someone’s finally up I know it’s the holidays and that means allowing my 18 year old son to be as lazy as possible before the new year of school starts but you did promise to chaperone your sister tonight at the New Year’s Eve party.” Forest Fierce reminded his son.
“Dad,” Felix replied as he leaned over to his bedside unit, picking up his phone to check the time. “It’s still morning last time I checked parties happen at night.”
“Yeah but Fyre’s decided she needs to go shopping for an outfit and that’s not exactly my area of expertise.” Forest told him.
“Is this because I’m gay dad?” Felix asked his father.
“No this is because I almost had to take out a second mortgage last time you went on a date with your boyfriend and you decided to buy yourself a whole new wardrobe only to wear something you already.” Forest replied.
“Okay,” Felix yawned. “I see your point but at this point letting me loose with your cards is at your own peril now I’m thinking a new chaperone style outfit is going to need to be bought.”
“Who needs two kidneys anyways?” Forest joked before walking out of Felix’s room and closing the door behind him.
“Great now I’m stuck with my kid sister all day and night.” Felix moaned to himself. “Worst New Year’s ever!”
“Remind me again how I was roped into driving you and Fyre to the shopping mall?” Bryce Kane asked his best friend as he and Felix stood within the store located within Scorchville shopping mall while Fyre was further down the store searching the rails for a New Year’s outfit.
“Because like my sister you both have parties and have left it to the last minute to get an outfit so like the amazing brother and friend I am I agreed to help you both out in this archaic shopping mall that only stays open because of people like you and my sister.” Felix replied.
“Good point,” Bryce agreed. “I do need something other than bland to impress Malerie at her party tonight so let’s just pretend I never moaned to you and I’ve been thankful since the minute we got here.
“Yeah okay Bryce,” Felix laughed at his best friend. “Mercy’s still pissed at you for ditching us tonight so your best keeping me on side at least.”
“Mercy’s still mad?” Bryce asked. “Any ideas on how I can make it up to her?”
“Oh, I’m so not getting involved in a fight between my two best friends.” Felix made himself clear as Fyre walked over to them both holding a somewhat revealing dress in her hands instantly catching her brother’s attention. “Hell, no dad would very much like you to go into the year 2020 with your virginity intact.”
“Felix you’re like an old man it’s almost a new bloody decade let’s not go into it assuming certain outfits make a girl a whore.” Fyre Fierce scolded her older brother. “I mean you dress like a librarian, but I know for a fact you’re not going into the year 2020 with your virginity intact.”
“Well played.” Bryce said with a smile to his best-friend’s younger sister.
“Fine if your going to get bitchy about it you can wear the bloody dress but at least get a cardigan to trick dad with before we leave for the party.” Felix replied, giving into an argument he knew he had no chance of winning.
Fyre quickly walked away from her brother and his best friend and on wards toward the store’s changing room to try on her dress with a victorious smile on her face.
“She is only a year younger than you Felix you need to stop treating her like she’s seven and start realizing she’s seventeen.” Bryce told his friend.
“Here I’m just doing father patrol because dad’s going to be super pissed at her for picking that dress then me for allowing that dress and then she’ll be pissed at dad for being such an old man and then I’ll have to get pissed at dad because he’s pissed at me and before you know it it’s Christmas Armageddon all over again.” Felix explained to Bryce.
“If you think holidays are bad with your family just wait until your dad starts the new year as headmaster at Scorchville High.” Bryce revealed before realizing he slipped up. “Which I wasn’t supposed to mention until after the New Year.”
“You’ve got to be joking me can’t he just stick to teaching at that pompous New York school I mean sure it’s a commute but that comes in handing for sneaking Thorn in and out the house now I’m not even going to be able to sneak about school with him.” Felix complained to his friend. “How the hell did you find out before me anyway?”
“Well I’m captain of the Scorchville Swimmers and Mercy’s is Scorchville High student body president so between the two of us we know everything that goes down in that place.” Bryce revealed. “We were going to tell you, but we couldn’t decide who had to deliver the news and then she stopped talking to me.”
“Well just you wait till I see Mercy because it may just be me blanking the both of you.” Felix warned him. “Now let’s hurry up and find you something because I’m craving coffee.”
Felix and Bryce walked up to the new coffee store/book shop called Scorching Scorchville with a quote underneath the sign saying come in for simply scorching reads and charismatic coffee having dropped Felix’s sister Fyre back off at home after finding her and Bryce outfits for their New Year’s Eve parties.
It was a relatively new store and Felix tended to stick to what he knew best when it came to his caffeinated hot drinks, but he knew his friend Mercy Cole had become obsessed with the place recently and was currently inside meaning it was time to fix things out between her and Bryce but before they even got a chance to step inside they found themselves confronted by Felix’s high school nemesis Rick Star appeared from down the street.
“Well if it isn’t Scorchville’s answer to Ross and Joey.” Rick greeted them with a mocking tone as always. “I bet you guys take naps with each other all the time.”
“Seriously Rick do you just pop up to insult me or do you actually have a life outside of being an archaic school bitch?” Felix snapped back at Rick.
“I’m so glad you can make Malerie’s party tonight I’m sure she’s going to be pleased to see you.” Rick said to Bryce before giving Felix a bitch stare. “Just remember your weird little sidekicks are not on the list.”
“Sidekicks really? Someone really needs to give your side a kick or several.” Felix replied.
“I can’t wait.” Bryce said to Rick, much to Felix’s disapproval as Rick quickly budged past them both and made his way out of sight after turning the street corner. “Why do I have a feeling your pissed with me too?”
“I’m just going to stay focused on the task at hand right now because if I don’t, I may wind up aligning myself with Mercy.” Felix answered Bryce making it clear he wasn’t impressed.
“Malerie has terrible taste in friends but great taste in boyfriends.” Bryce replied trying to justify attending a party with the number one enemy.
“Yeah the jury’s still out on that one.” Felix responded by rolling their eyes.
“Did you really have to bring the traitor with you?” Mercy moaned after Felix and Bryce walked into the coffee shop/bookstore and walked over to her table.
“Play nice Mercy he’s here to apologize.” Felix told her as he sat down opposite his friend.
“I am?” Bryce asked until Felix grabbed a hold of him and forced him to sit down next to him. “Okay I am I’m really sorry.”
“I get the whole rush you seem to be in losing your virginity and I can even somewhat understand why Malerie’s the girl for you, but you’ve not even got a girlfriend yet and your ditching us for her.” Mercy moaned at Bryce.
“Mercy that’s a little harsh don’t you think?” Felix butted in only to get a furious glare from Mercy. “Okay I’m back to being Switzerland over here.”
“Look if it means that much to you, I’ll ditch Malerie’s party and chaperone Fyre with you guys tonight.” Bryce submitted to Mercy’s mood.
“Thank you.” Mercy replied with a smile.
“Okay Switzerland just got switched off for a moment,” Felix couldn’t help but say. “Mercy do you remember our anti-valentines pact last year before I got with Thorn?”
“Not really no, why?” Mercy asked her friend.
“That’s because it only wound up being Bryce and me because you decided to be in a throuple for that long confusing week and we were all like yay go for it because hey it’s something to tick of the list.” Felix defended Bryce. “Bryce has been relentlessly trying to give his virginity to anyone offering and he finally gets a sliver of hope and you’re going to stand in his way?”
“Remind me to remind you never to defend me again.” Bryce told Felix, clearly embarrassed.
“Hey that throuple would’ve worked if they didn’t both fall in love with me the same time, I wound up falling in love with Julien at the same time.” Mercy defended herself before giving in. “But I see your point.”
“So, do I get to go or not?” Asked a confused Bryce.
“Yes, but only because of your dated need to lose your virginity before your 19 if you fall in love with moronic Malerie I may have to disown you.” Mercy warned him.
“Please Malerie’s not going to last a month.” Felix laughed. “Also isn’t it a bit stereotypical to judge someone purely based on their intelligence?”
“When exactly does Switzerland switch back on?” Mercy asked Felix.
“I think Malerie and I have serious potential.” Bryce said in defense of his choice of woman.
“Of course, you do,” Felix mocked his friend while tapping his hand on Bryce’s shoulder before noticing Trix Lance over by the bookstore part of Scorching Scorchville instantly grabbing his attention as he realize she was reading the infamous book with the title Vampyr book. “Here the owner here is very peculiar.”
“I know right? She’s part of the reason I love this place.” Mercy admitted with a smile on her face as she and Bryce joined Felix as they observed Trix reading away within the library like area of the store.
Suddenly Felix began to feel a piercing pain in his head before his eyesight went and all he could see is whiteness before being thrown of his chair much to Mercy and Bryce’s horror as they watched their friend collapse onto the floor.
Felix found himself awaking from the same nightmare he had earlier only this time when he woke up he found himself lying on the floor of Scorching Scorchville after a glass of water was thrown in his face awakening to see Trix, Bryce and Mercy standing over him with Trix holding an empty glass making it clear she was the water culprit.
“See I told you it’s just a perfectly normal teenage collapse you children these days are forever skipping breakfast.” Trix told them all as Bryce and Mercy helped Felix get back onto his feet.
“Are you okay?” Mercy asked her recently conscious friend.
“Yeah clearly just need more carbs or something.” Felix replied to her.
“Are you sure because we could always drop by the hospital and get you checked out?” Bryce suggested.
“Nonsense the boy is perfectly fine you teenagers don’t want to be wasting New Year’s Eve in hospital just because your friend forgot to have breakfast.” Trix said to the three of them.
“Okay lady you seem way too invested in this considering you’re a stranger.” Bryce replied to the blonde-haired store owner.
“Guys I’m fine besides Fyre would literally kill me if I cancelled being chaperone to the party she’s going to.” Felix told Mercy and Bryce, attempting to reassure them both he’s okay.
“What did you see?” Trix asked Felix. “Every time that happens the person always sees something either during it or in a dream the night before.”
“Every time what happens Mrs Lance?” Mercy wondered.
“Fainting of course.” Trix lied to her.
“Okay as interesting as you clearly are, we’ve got a party to chaperone and Bryce has a first date to prepare for.” Felix declared, clearly wanting to get as far away from Trix Lance as possible as something about her made him feel uneasy.
“Very well Felix Fierce enjoy what remains of 2019.” Trix said with a smile before starting to walk away over to the store counter. “I have a feeling 2020 is going to be your year.”
“Hold up how does she know your name?” Bryce asked Felix.
“Beats me.” Felix replied.
“I’m crushing super hard right now!” Mercy admitted as she looked over at Trix with admiration in her eyes.
“So, I’m guessing by the fact your sister was happy when she came home that I’m going to hate her outfit?” Forest asked his son Felix and his son’s friend Mercy as the three of them stood at the bottom of the stairs in the hallway of the Fierce family home waiting for Fyre to grace them with her presence.
“Not half as much as I’m hating you as my new headmaster but if you don’t go all old man on Fyre then I’ll postpone telling her till after the new year.” Felix replied.
“Deal,” Forest gave in reluctantly before telling both Felix and Mercy. “Just make sure she’s always with at least one of you and you all come back here.”
“What are you doing for the new year Mr Fierce?” Mercy asked Felix’s father.
“I’m heading to your parents’ New Year’s Eve party like I do every year it’s a shame none of use will be there this year.” Forest replied to his son’s best friend. “Speaking of which where’s Bryce tonight?”
“He’s at a party where Rick the…” Mercy began to say before quickly changing her words. “Where Rick Star is attending because his soon to be girlfriend Malerie has terrible taste in friends.”
“I still remember the days when you and Rick were inseparable.” Forest said to his son who looked unimpressed with him for reminding him.
“I was friends with Rick before he became a dick.” Felix replied to his father just before Fyre began walking down the stairs in a silky black dress demanding all the attention from the room as she continued to go down the stairs until she was stood next to her father, brother and her brother’s friend.
“Fyre you look as beautiful as ever.” Forest told his daughter before giving her a hug and kissing her on the forehead lovingly.
“When’s Thorn meeting us?” Mercy asked Felix.
“He’s only just finished work so he’s going to meet us at the party once he’s had the chance to get changed.” Felix answered her as Forest broke off his hug with his daughter looking irritated by Thorn’s mention.
“You didn’t tell me Thorn was going to be chaperoning too.” Forest said to Felix in a disapproving tone.
“He is my boyfriend dad and it’s our first new year whether we’re partying or chaperoning or sitting at home doing nothing we’re going to be spending it together.” Felix replied. “Which is probably a good time to mention I invited him over for dinner tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow’s family only.” Forest told his son.
“Does that mean my invite’s revoked because my parents are going to be way too hungover to cook and even if they weren’t, I much prefer your cooking Mr Fierce.” Mercy butted in making it clear she wasn’t going to be uninvited easily.
“Of course, not you and Bryce are extended family.” Forest said sincerely making Mercy smile.
“Dad, if you don’t let Felix have his boyfriend round tomorrow then I’m going to go out tonight find myself a new boyfriend or maybe a couple of boyfriends and get them to gate crash tomorrow’s dinner.” Fyre warned her father.
“Fine,” Forest once again found himself giving into his children’s demands. “I hate when you decide to gang up on me.”
“Why do you hate him so much anyways dad?” Felix asked his dad, clearly annoyed that his boyfriend and father didn’t get along.
“I don’t hate him Felix I’m just not a big fan either.” Forest admitted.
“I guess that just makes tomorrow the perfect timing for everyone to become fans of everyone.” Mercy once again butted in, this time trying to calm the room before Christmas Armageddon had a New Year’s special.
“I don’t know what’s taking him so bloody long it’s our first time seeing the new year in together and he’s running late.” Felix complained to Mercy as the two of them stood within the balcony part of the nightclub The Avenue while looking down at the dance-floor monitoring Fyre who was busy dancing with a group of friends.
“He’ll be here Felix I’m sure he’s got a great reason for showing up late.” Mercy replied, trying to reassure her friend.
“Anything short of him being dead is going to be a hard sell at this point.” Felix told her before he was suddenly nudged accidentally by a man causing him to fall over the railing of the balcony.
Felix fell from the balcony instantly getting everyone’s attention as the entire club looked on in horror and the music stopped only for Felix to land from the long fall on both feet with ease causing everyone to instantly clap and cheer him on.
“How did you just do that?” Fyre asked her brother as she ran over to Felix. “Are you okay?”
“I have no idea,” Felix replied as Mercy began running down the stairs from the balcony to check on her best friend. “I guess I just got lucky.”
“Lucky’s definitely the right word there.” Fyre said before turning to the rest of the club and shouting. “Show’s over get the music going!”
“Despite my death defying stunts how’s your night going sis?” Felix asked his sister as the crowd went back to dancing as the music began playing once more.
“It’s alright except for most of the eye candy being brain farts the intriguing ones being stuck up and me just a girl looking for a new year’s kiss.” Fyre admitted to her older brother as Mercy walked over to them both.
“Are you okay? That was some fall have you been secretly taking in extra gymnastic lessons?” Mercy asked her friend.
“Yeah I’m fine.” Felix reassured Mercy before turning his attention back to his sister. “I’m sure you’ll find someone to kiss for the bells whereas my date seems to be…”
“Here,” Thorn butted in as he appeared from out of the crowd and starting walking towards Felix. “Your date seems to be here and he’s really sorry for being late.”
“Well at least you’re here now.” Felix said to his boyfriend before giving him a kiss on the lips only to feel a strange tingle when he kissed him making him pull a confused face.
“Are you okay?” His boyfriend asked him.
“Yeah it’s just been a long day.” Felix replied.
“You can say that again earlier he fell of a chair fainting and just now he falls off the bloody balcony and lands on both feet.” Mercy revealed to Thorn and Fyre.
“Wait when did you faint?” Fyre and Thorn asked Felix in unison.
“It was nothing,” Felix answered them while giving Mercy a glare. “Definitely not worth talking about.”
“Well I best give you extra attention tonight just in case.” Thorn to his boyfriend before hugging Felix and kissing him on the cheek unknowingly making Felix feel the same strange tingle, this time making Felix’s skin crawl.
“Happy New Year!” Thorn said to Felix as the two now stood at the balcony of the night club, before kissing his boyfriend on the lips after the entire club counted down to the year 2020.
“Happy New Year,” Felix replied after feeling something off with Thorn’s touch once again before kissing him again to see if things still felt off, which it did. “Is everything okay with you Thorn? You seem a little off.”
“I’m fine in fact I was about to say the same to you.” Thorn told him. “How about we go outside and bring in the New Year properly before anyone notices we’re gone?”
Suddenly Felix saw Thorn’s full vampire face appear before his face returned to normal within a blink leaving him even more confused as he was reminded of his earlier nightmare.
“Yeah sure.” Felix answered with uncertainty.
Felix and Thorn quickly made their way out of The Avenue kissing passionately as Felix decided to ignore the weirdness, he experienced leaving it in 2019 before Thorn suddenly threw Felix into the wall with force.
“Thorn what the hell?” Felix asked before being left horrified as Thorn’s face went into vampire mode. “I’m so hating my brain today!”
“Being with you is truly tedious you never stop talking and you and your friends are even worse I think I’ll kill them after killing you.” Thorn cruelly mocked Felix as he walked towards him.
“Thorn what’s wrong with you?” Felix wondered, clearly terrified by Thorn approaching him with a vampire face. “I had this dream before.”
Thorn plunged at Felix who quickly moved to the side before grabbing a hold of his vampire lover lifting his body upwards and slamming him into the brick wall before beginning to make a run for it down the alleyway only for Thorn to start chasing after him.
Felix didn’t get far before Thorn caught up to him as the vampire jumped on his prey making them both fall to the ground Thorn landing on top off Felix with Felix’s back to the ground.
“Don’t worry this will all soon be over.” Thorn promised him.
“Screw you!” Felix shouted before kneeing his lover in the crotch and throwing his body over his head making the vampire land harshly onto the ground as Felix quickly rose to his feet.
Thorn wasted no time in getting back on his feet and charging towards Felix again who quickly kick Thorn in the stomach before using his other foot to climb up his body kicking the vampire in the face before black flipping back into the same spot where he delivered a punch straight to Thorn’s stomach making Thorn crash to the ground once more.
“You’re a vampire.” Felix finally realized as Thorn once again stood back up.
“This isn’t over slayer.” Thorn promised before turning around and making a run for it as Felix suddenly heard a clapping sound only to turn around to see Trix Lance standing before him with a lit cigarette in hand.
“Preferably slayers stake the vampire, but I suppose that wasn’t a terrible first time I’ve heard of worst.” Trix said to him while taking a draw from her cigarette as Thorn was now out of sight. “But next time you go up against a vampire you should probably kill them.”
“He’s a vampire and I’m a slayer,” Felix began to understand. “I’ve heard stories I mean who hasn’t, but I didn’t think any of it was real.”
“Vampires, werewolves, trolls, ogres…the list goes on.” Trix revealed as she threw her cigarette to the ground and stubbed it out with her heels. “All of them are real.”
“I want to argue the reality of it all but I literally survived a fall without a scratch and I just fought with my vampire boyfriend who I guess now is my ex.” Felix replied to the blonde haired store owner as he walked towards her. “My only question is who are you?”
“Bellatrix Lance, your new watcher from the newly established Watchers Academy founded by Rupert Giles.” Trix admitted to her slayer. “We should probably start discussing your training.”
“Wow,” Felix said in shock. “Welcome to 2020 Felix Fierce.”
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Affinity - Ch. 5 (10.05)
McDanno, A03
A continuous story of season 10 episode codas. Steve may describe their relationship as a dysfunctional marriage, but at some point, will he and Danny take a closer look at what it really could be?
Chapter 5
You’re taking Charlie trick-or-treating near your house tonight, right?
Danny tugs his phone out of his pocket, squints at the text, and writes back.
Yeah, my neighborhood has the best decorations. And Ms. Tanaka on the corner gives out whole candy bars. Why?
Danny pokes his head into Charlie’s bedroom to check on his son’s progress while he waits for Steve to respond. Charlie is still deciding between the Superman costume that Rachel bought for him, and a vampire ghost contraption that he insisted on creating with an old sheet and magic markers about twenty minutes ago.
Probably nothing. But we caught a case with a guy who broke out of a basement cell. Potentially very dangerous and unstable. Nowhere near your place, though.
Sure, I buy that.
No, really. Ask Max if you want.
“Danno, I’m ready now!” Charlie announces. Danny assures him that the blood drops and fangs drawn on the sheet draped over his head look extremely scary, and they head outside, plastic pumpkin in hand.
Danny can catch up with Steve later. He’s not falling for his escaped basement monster joke. For now he’s going to ignore Steve, and focus on Charlie.
That’s been his approach all week, ever since Steve kissed him.
Not just with Charlie, of course. Danny has, in no particular order, focused on (1) badgering Tani about her mermaid costume; (2) taking Quinn out to lunch to try to get himself to stop thinking of her as the enemy; (3) hassling Grace about midterms that she should be paying more attention to; (4) making sure that if he was paired up with Steve on a case they had another member of the team with them; and (5) also Charlie, who had a very important Lego club meeting on Wednesday after school.
All of this was designed to help him put things in perspective. That perspective being that whatever Steve was up to last week after Danny hit his head was just about being a good friend and partner – work partner – not anything else.
Danny’s not sure it’s working.
That night last week, feeling Steve press a kiss to his cheek, Danny had felt something blossom in his chest that was far, far too dangerous to think about. He can’t go down this road, not now, and really, not ever. Not unless he wants to risk what he has with Steve.
But what if…? his treacherous brain keeps asking. What if it wouldn’t ruin what he has with Steve? What if this is something Steve wants?
Steve had clearly thought Danny was asleep. Does it mean that Steve has romantic feelings for him, but doesn’t want Danny to know? Or does it mean there’s nothing to know?
Danny wishes he had been brave enough to tilt his head, to catch Steve’s warm lips with his own. To see if Steve would have continued the kiss, lean close with just the right amount of pressure. Slowly open up for Danny, letting him in, trading soft kisses and flickers of tongue until their hands started to wander, bodies pressed close…
Danny closes down this train of thought abruptly. Unfortunately it’s a train that keeps coming around, like it’s circling a Christmas tree, insisting on chugging itself into Danny’s mind over and over and over. But he cannot be having these thoughts about Steve. His best friend. His male best friend, who has shown no interest whatsoever in any male partners for the ten years Danny has known him (except you, a voice in his head whispers… maybe he’s shown an interest in you).
The whole situation makes him dizzy, and not just from the blood rushing to his nether regions. So Danny tries as hard as he can to focus on non-Steve things. End of story.
It should be easy enough not to think about his partner tonight, since he’s keeping busy trick-or-treating with Charlie. Except nothing about Steve is ever easy.
His phone vibrates again, twice in a row, and Danny sighs. It’s not as if he can ignore Steve’s texts. Steve is his boss, after all (and right there, right there, is another reason nothing can happen between them. As if Steve had any respect for the rules, which he doesn’t, but Danny does. Usually.)
Can you believe Max is visiting with his son? Wanna talk to him?
Danny, you there?
Danny gives up and calls Steve, trailing behind Charlie as they walk to another house, this one with cute little pumpkins on stakes lighting their driveway.
“What is it? I’m out with Charlie, can it wait?”
“Hey, you didn’t tell me you were going as Oscar the Grouch. Thought Charlie was too old for Sesame Street?”
“Ha ha, very funny.”
“I thought so.” Steve’s voice turns serious. “But really, there is a very angry guy roaming the streets tonight. Worse than you before your coffee.”
Danny pauses, putting a hand on Charlie’s shoulder and looking around for anything out of the ordinary. He doesn’t see any costumed kids older than about middle school age, and the parents tagging along don’t look like they’re hyped up on anything but sugar.
“It’s quiet here. Not even any obnoxious teenagers.”
“Okay, just keep an eye out and let me know if you see anything out of the ordinary.”
It’s a funny thing to say on Halloween, but Danny gets it. The case may be bothering Steve more than he’s letting on. “You need me to come in? I can drop Charlie at Rachel’s-”
“No, Danno,” Charlie whines, appearing in front of him with a pleading look on his face. “Stay with me, you promised.”
“You’re fine, Danny. Everyone else is here. Have fun with Charlie.”
They hang up, although Danny feels a little pang. <i>Everyone else is here.</i> Even Max. At least Quinn isn’t wearing some kind of sexy soldier costume tonight, if she sticks with what she bought while she and Danny were having lunch earlier in the week. Although Steve will probably appreciate the Top Gun outfit just as much.
Danny sighs and trots to catch up to Charlie. They hit a few more houses, but before long, Charlie is flagging. He looks up at Danny with bright eyes, and Danny crouches down next to him.
“I don’t feel so good, Danno.”
Danny feels his son’s forehead. It’s a little warm, and Charlie’s eyes are bright. “It’s time to head home anyway, bud. You already got more candy than I ever did.” He takes Charlie’s plastic pumpkin from him and nods appreciatively. “Tons more.”
“More than Grace ever got?”
Danny grins, and slings an arm around Charlie’s thin shoulders. “Definitely more than Grace.”
Back at home Danny takes Charlie’s temperature. He’s barely got a fever, but he’s thoroughly wiped out from all the excitement. He doesn’t even protest when Danny gives him some Tylenol and puts him to bed.
It’s only afterwards, sitting on his couch checking over Charlie’s candy, that Danny remembers Kamekona’s party. He had planned to head over there with Charlie for a little while after trick-or-treating. He sends Kame a quick text with his apologies. Just something else he’s missing tonight.
Danny helps himself to a mini-Snickers and clicks on the television. He tells himself that the team probably isn’t going to make it back to the party either, not with the cases that sprung up tonight. Maybe he and Steve can stop by later in the week to meet Flippa’s mom while she’s visiting.
Danny channel surfs idly, getting up to hand out candy every time the doorbell rings. The pace of trick-or-treaters eventually slows, and Danny gets sucked into a show about a werewolf, a vampire, and a ghost who are roommates. It reminds him of the basement escapee Steve warned him about, and he takes a minute to do another check on his windows and doors. Even though Tani texted him that the guy was found, you can never be too safe.
He’s on his way back to the couch when the doorbell rings again. It’s Steve, wearing a creepy mask and making a hooting noise that is probably supposed to be scary.
“Come on in, you dope.”
“How’d you know it was me?”
Danny doesn’t dignify this with an answer. “Want some candy?” He holds out the plastic pumpkin to Steve, who takes it on his way to the couch.
“Thanks. Got any more beer?”
Danny retrieves two cold beers from the kitchen and joins Steve, who is methodically picking through Charlie’s take and setting aside all of the Butterfingers. Steve knows Charlie doesn’t like them. The two of them had debated the merits of various candy bars a few weeks ago when Steve got him going by suggesting to Charlie that he hand out bags of pretzels instead of candy. Charlie was not in favor.
“Why aren’t you at Kamekona’s?” Danny finally asks, when they are settled in front of the television, the next episode of the ridiculous roommates show starting up.
Steve barely finishes chewing his latest Butterfinger and frowns at Danny. “I heard Charlie was sick. Figured I’d better keep you company.”
“That was very thoughtful of you,” Danny says, as Steve returns his gaze to the television.
“Besides, just because our guy didn’t turn out to be a monster, it is Halloween,” Steve says. “You never know what might happen.”
Danny swallows hard, and tries not to read anything into Steve’s comment. Charlie is sleeping in the next room, after all. And Halloween isn’t exactly a romantic holiday.
But then Steve stretches and slings his arm over the back of the couch, practically around Danny’s shoulders, and slides a little closer to him. Danny smiles and leans into Steve’s warmth. He almost forgot Steve’s love for scary date movies. Maybe something is happening tonight after all.
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Easter Eggs - Lisette & Madeline (Scene 1)
Lisette drew: Pool, Crop, During Clubs/Practice
Date: April 16, 2020
Featuring: Lisette Gilbert & Madeline Beiste
Kinks: Impact Play
It had been some time since Lisette had been with anyone but Frankie, at least not without Frankie nearby, so the scenes with Madeline were definitely a change in her routine. But the Domme, still relatively new to the Institute, had been exceedingly friendly and polite, and there was no reason for Lisette to think that she would be any different in the context of a scene. She was eager to feel the slap of the crop, and to hear what it sounded like with the echoes of the pool around them - she had every intention of making sure that the scene was good for Miss Madeline as well, that she learned what good fun a crop could be put to and how nice her ass looked when reddened. Waiting just outside the pool, as promised, Lisette sunk to her knees with her arms behind her and relaxed into herself as she waited for Madeline to appear.
Madeline took a deep breath to steady herself as she looked in the mirror over her bathroom sink. Her hair was tied back adequately, and her clothes were smooth and wouldn't get in the way of using a crop for the first time. She just had on a simple blouse and skirt with tights and flats, but the outfit allowed her a decent freedom of movement in addition to looking nice. She slipped what she needed into her messenger bag and then made her way over to the pool. Seeing Lisette on her knees for her put a smile on her face, and she stepped over to the sub to set a hand on her head. She ran her fingers through her hair gently. "Such a good girl for me already," she murmured. "Come on, let's get up and go on in." She held the door open for her, and once she was inside, she sat down on a bench along the wall and set her bag on the bench next to her. "Over here, please, Lisette."
Lisette looked up slightly, smiling as Madeline's fingers tangled in her hair. It was a little, affectionate gesture that really calmed down any possible lingering nerves about their first scene. "Thank you, Miss. And of course." She got to her feet slowly and stepped inside the door. Her nose was stung by the scent of chlorine immediately, and she was reminded of pools back at home in New Jersey. "Of course, Miss." She shrugged off her jacket and set it aside to reveal the bikini she'd chosen - in keeping with the setting of their scene - and then knelt down in front of the bench.
Madeline's eyes grew wide for just a moment when she saw what Lisette was wearing--or not wearing, as the case may be. Once she caught herself, she realized that she looked just perfect for their planned scene. "You look wonderful," she told her. "Much more thematically appropriate than me," she added with a self-deprecating chuckle. "It's just a shame that the swim season is in the fall so there's not a full swim team here to see how perfect you look, too." She got the crop out of her bag and set it across her lap. "Now, tell me, Lisette. What are your limits, and what is your safeword?"
The reaction to her outfit made Lisette grin, as it was exactly what she'd been aiming for. "Thank you, Miss. But honestly, thematic or not you look amazing - that skirt is perfect on you." She would definitely have preferred the audience, but there was no way to know whether Madeline was the sort of Domme who appreciated that sort of thing or not. "Maybe next time we can do something more public, Miss, if you'd like that." She looked up at the Domme, wanting to make sure her voice could be heard clearly. "My limits are scat and vore, and my safeword is Jersey, Miss."
"Aren't you a little flirt?" Madeline asked with a grin, showing that she wasn't upset in the slightest. "Perhaps the time after next we can go public. I don't think anyone else will even be awake at 4am for our next scene," she teased. Once she had Lisette's limits and safeword, she nodded. "Thank you. Now, I've done a bit of reading about riding crops." She twirled the implement between her fingers as she spoke. "But I'd like you to tell me where you feel most comfortable being hit, as well as anywhere you absolutely don't want me to strike you."
"Maybe a little bit, Miss," Lisette chuckled. "But I'm also just being honest." She laughed in response to Madeline's comment, conceding it with a nod. "The time after next, for sure. If there's anyone up at 4AM, they're probably not going to be too interested anyway." Lisette kept her eyes on the Domme, paying careful attention to everything that she had to say. "Of course, Miss. The places I've been hit the most and enjoyed the most are breasts and ass. There honestly isn't anywhere that I'm concerned about being hit, although if you could avoid my face I'd appreciate it."
Madeline nodded. "All right," she said. "I wouldn't want to hit your face anyhow. I'm not going to start off with a plan for where all I'll strike you, but we'll see what happens, okay? Keep you on your toes a bit." She grinned and got up, striding over near one side of the pool. There were some short diving blocks there for competitive swimming. "Come on over here and bend over, grabbing onto the block for balance. Spread those legs nice and wide for me--I want your back fairly flat."
"I appreciate it, Miss," Lisette smiled. She wasn't the biggest fan of being hit there, so if Madeline didn't want to then that suited her just fine as well. "Sounds like fun, Miss!" If it wasn't going to be predictable then she was going to enjoy it much more. She padded across the pool deck, taking not of the blocks and spreading her legs as wide as possible once she'd bent over without making herself uncomfortable. "How's that, Miss?"
Madeline watched while Lisette moved into position, and she smiled as she clearly pushed herself to get into the position she'd been told. "Hm," Madeline hummed. She lightly tapped the inside of each of the sub's ankles with the crop, but she didn't actually make her spread her legs any wider. "That's perfect, Lisette," she said, satisfied. "Now remember, you have a safeword if you need it," she added before aiming a test swat at her ass.
Lisette waited for further direction when her ankles were tapped, but it wasn't forthcoming so she stayed in position and smiled. "Thank you, and understood, Miss." Safewording when she'd hit her limit wasn't her strength, but she was working hard at that. The first swat made her hum pleasurably, and she wriggled as much as her position allowed. "Thank you, Miss."
"Good girl," Madeline said, smiling to herself at the thanks. That wasn't something she'd been expecting, but she liked it very much. She swatted her a few more times with the crop, varying the placement--both on top of her swim bottoms and on the exposed skin of her ass and thighs below the fabric--and the intensity. Once she felt like she had a good enough understanding of the toy, she paused. "That was just a warm up," she explained. "From here on out, I'd like you to count each hit for me. Any questions?"
Lisette certainly had no issue with a riding crop, and she made sure that each strike was met with a pleasurable noise. If she could reassure Madeline, make her more confident in the tool, that could only help the both of them. "Not at all, Miss, I understand. I'll count each strike for you. Would you like me to thank you for each one as well?" She was happy either way, the thanks could always be done at the end.
Madeline smiled at Lisette's thorough response. "You decide on that, Lisette," she said. "Only thank me when you feel appreciative." A deep breath helped her to steady herself before she started landing a series of harder hits, alternating between Lisette's left and right cheeks. She smiled to herself as the harder smacks echoed out against the tiled walls of the pool. She paused after the tenth hit. "I think the echo is actually a pretty satisfying part of the scene," she commented lightly. "Have you been paying attention?"
There really was no feeling quite as fun as pain, Lisette decided. Madeline might not have been an expert with the crop, but she had the technique figured out quickly enough and the sharp sting of each impact against her ass was firm proof of that. "I think you're right about that, Miss, there are excellent acoustics in here." It made each blow sound much stronger than it felt, and the audible feedback was impressive. "Ten, Miss. I kept track," she insisted proudly.
"Good girl," Madeline said, running the end of the crop against Lisette's pink cheeks. "You're doing a very good job for me." With that, she started the smacks up again, moving less predictably this time. She landed strikes all over Lisette's ass and thighs, pausing for a number in between each hit.
Lisette wriggled under the praise, keeping her feet planted and her back as level as possible. "Thank you, Miss!" She grinned in delight as the crop's target began to shift from ass to thighs and back again, answering each strike with a number and working in a thanks every on every fifth one. She was ecstatic at the way Madeline was reddening her skin, and she wanted the Domme to know it.
Madeline couldn't help the smile on her face as Lisette thanked her for the pain. She'd known people could be turned on by impact play, but it was another thing entirely for her to be the one causing the pain. It sent a thrill through her that was an altogether new sensation for her. She continued her strikes, building up a rhythm until Lisette's ass was so red, she wasn't sure it was safe to go much further. "Such a good girl for me," she praised, putting a hand against the sub's back. "How are you feeling?"
Lisette's breathing was rapid and her eyes were dilated by the time that Madeline came to a stop, at which point she announced the final count and her thanks in a hazy voice that belied her physical condition. "So good, Miss," she smiled. "Thank you so much for all of that - and don't let anyone ever tell you that you don't know what you're doing with a crop. Because you so do." Lisette knew just how wet she was, and the state of her ass, and she was delighted by the entire scene. She'd never expected the Easter event to be so much fun.
Madeline rubbed Lisette's back. "You're very welcome, Lisette," she said proudly. "And thank you for the compliment." She reached down to grab one of the sub's hands and helped her up to her feet. Looking her in the eye, she asked, "Are you okay to walk with me back to my room? Do you need anything now?"
Lisette eased her way to her feet, stretching a little to work out her kinks. "I'm..." she shook her head, starting over. "I'm okay to walk, Miss, but I'm very deep right now." Her voice felt far away, but she made sure to look at Madeline as she spoke. "If we can cuddle for a while, that'd go a long way to bringing me back." She didn't know whether Madeline was good with that or not, but she knew it was key to scenes she had with Frankie.
"Okay," Madeline said, her brain going a mile a minute when she realized that deep meant deep in subspace. She definitely hadn't expected that to happen with one of her first actual scenes ever. She wound an arm around the sub's shoulders and guided her back to the bench along the wall. "Let's get that coat on you again, and we can head back to my place for all the cuddles you could possibly need." Once she was covered up again, Madeline put her things away in her bag, slung it over her shoulder, and wrapped her arm back around Lisette's shoulders. "Ready?"
Lisette happily gave herself over into Madeline's care, glad to be with a Dominant that was so capable despite only arriving recently. Shrugging into her coat seemed more complicated than usual, but she was happy to have it on so that she could lean against Madeline once again. "That sounds perfect, Miss, thank you." Cuddles were the perfect way to end any scene in her mind, and it would be neat to enjoy them with the Domme. "Ready, Miss," she promised, letting herself be led out of the pool into the Ohio air.
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Yugioh Ep 34 S4: The Boys (and Mai) are Back in Town
OK, back to the writing table! It’s been a while! So I made the mistake of like...scrolling down on the playlist when I realized...
This duel is like 6 episodes long (7 even? It’s a lot) and like...yo I have no idea if we’ll finish this season in 2020! Damn you 2020. Damn you.
But wtv, what I like about this side project of mine is that I don’t have to rush things, and I can really spend the time with each episode and just...enjoy the moment. So often I watch a whole series in like half a week and then it’s like...I don’t get to enjoy it. This series I’ve enjoyed for years now. That’s kinda neat. So...we’re gonna be slow...but lets just enjoy this weird ass anime moment together. 2020 deadlines are all fake anyway. I’m not even sure if 2020 was a real thing that happened or like...an alternate universe opening a door and letting through just so many terrible ghosts. We might never know.
Last we left off, everyone has decided to hallucinate Dartz’ terrible backstory.
Unfortunately we have NO darts in the past. Was really hoping to see at least one darts reference in this entire season, just one darts board on his wall. But alas, we will not have a Season Zero death darts match with Dartz. (Man I need to get back to Season Zero. And FMA. And a lot of things)
I feel like if I watched the original version there would have been some things different. First off...what ocean? Second off...well, we’ll get to that. There’s some things I think were changed for English TV.
Including censoring the nude people like it’s James Cameron’s Avatar.
Fun fact did you know that James Cameron’s Avatar was supposed to be ass naked and that they were supposed to have like 8 cat nipples? Yeah.
Man, that movie was a mistake. I’m so glad we all decided to collectively forget James Cameron’s Avatar.
(read more under the cut)
The actual locations of anything in Atlantis does not match up with it when it’s zoomed out. We have giant cities, we have sprawling wheat fields, and we have...THIS situation. This active volcano next to...pine trees?
I feel like they wanted it to feel vaguely Pompeii, since I know people like to put Atlantis in the Mediterranean. Maybe? Maybe that’s what they were going for here?
One of my top ten favorite Yugioh plot twists ever was finding out this episode that this snake who has no limbs somehow created these...rocks...that all of our main characters have been wearing and obsessing over this entire time.
And so this is my theory, this is the thesis of my Yugioh college paper. These rocks are turds. There’s no way these rocks aren’t turds. There’s no way this snake didn’t poop out a bunch of glowy magic stones and then stuff them into a volcano.
THE ROCKS WERE TURDS THE WHOLE TIME.
God bless, Yugioh.
Seto spends this entire episode groveling that he isn’t playing cards that will absolutely kill him. Like Mokuba, Seto isn’t happy until he’s cheating death.
(I really wish we got more super past future tech. I love that type of concept art. Instead, we just got a lot of flying boats--the same boat that I think the team flew on in S1 when they went to Seto’s video game universe.
So those boats are 10,000 years old? They existed in the 10,000 year old Pangea, huh?
Neat.)
Anyway, lets take a gander at Princess Zelda circa Ocarina of Time.
SUPER princess Zelda, and I know it’s not 1:1 but damn it feels so much like a late 90′s Princess Zelda outfit to me. Check out that PURPLE. That low poly circlet. The random ass sword. The thick ass belt.
Also check out this super dead family.
Yo so this is a 00′s thing, a period of time where we liked to tell stories like LOST, with just a bunch of random ass plot twists in flashbacks instead of just...telling a story from start to finish. And can be a great and fun way to do it--but at the sacrifice of actually making me care about these characters while they were still alive.
Like I would have maybe cared about Chris and Ironheart dying if I had known that Dartz was killing his whole family? With...lightning strikes? But alas, these dumbasses decided NOT to tell us they were royal. It’s so strange both from a logical perspective and a storytelling perspective.
Man...missed opportunity, IMO, but I can see why they did it. The wanted the ‘Gotcha!’ I feel ambivalent about it, honestly.
And who am I kidding, people are still doing unpredictable plot twists this. It’s a way to tell a story. Is it the most impactful way? No. It’s...it’s a gotcha!
It’s at this point in the story that things start ramping up, but it’s not clear if it takes place over years or just a couple hours. People just start going a little cray and turning into Monsters.
Straight up, though--did they turn into monsters that already existed and are modern Duel Monster cards, or are the monsters from modern Duel Monsters cards actually descendants of Atlantis who were once human?
They don’t say, actually. Maybe...maybe every card was a human once. That would be a freakin weird Yugioh twist if Kuriboh was like a 45 year old dude.
PS Dartz was married...soak that in.
ROMANCE ON YUGIOH ALERT.
Love it every time. She was there for like...half a second, and Dartz was like throwing so much shade about how “only the people with evil in their hearts were turned” and it’s like...
...dude that’s your wife? OK then. I can see you guys got along real well.
Anyway, so long to the ship of IonaxDartz, you were here for even less than the amount of time that Seto dated Blue Eyes White Dragon in a hallucination, which kind of sets a new record for us.
This might be the shortest-lived ship in all of Yugioh and they have a 12 year old daughter and what I assume was a 12 year marriage for that entire time.
that is if they...HAD the concept of marriage 10,000 years ago on Atlantis Pangea island. Maybe?
I mean they might have not had the concept of dating and marriage yet because he gets over this like immediately. The show will never hover back to that time Dartz watched his own wife turn into a creature. We have no idea if he was like “OK honey lets uh...let just get you a haircut and maybe no one will notice?” We have no idea how long he was desperately trying to remain married to the beast that was no longer human and was also trying to eat everyone else in his court. We just don’t know.
Dartz just had a lot of other things to think about. He’s been King for like...a year...he’s only 21...he’s just doing a bad job at everything.
(Biden opens Pres Trumps bedroom in the White House come January and it’s juts full of glowing green evil golf balls) (OK that was my last 2020 joke I swear to you)
Anyway, Dad is here, but it’s a little too late to really do anything with the situation. Everyone is worshiping little snake turds. What can you really do about that?
One eye golden, the other eye, the color of a glistening Leviathan turd.
After the rest of the surviving royal family was chased out of the castle, Dartz decides to just wave his hands around a lot.
I’m not entirely sure what Kings do...never really had one...but I think they’re supposed to do more than wave their hands at a crowd like the Pope. Like...everyone’s dead right? Like everyone?
Who’s he talking to?
Meanwhile, Chris and Ironheart decide to revive some monster tablets to get some real actual duel monsters to do their bidding.
So apparently some monsters are in the tablets, and other’s have just always been here...and...
They didn’t know violence but they did have the cards?
There’s a lot of vague stuff they didn’t feel like ever writing, because it would have probably been boring to write about. I guess we’ll just let our imagination fill in the rest and ignore all the inconsistencies. It’s a kid’s anime. well........kind of a kid’s anime. A lot of people have died this episode and I don’t even know how to add it to the death count.
How many people live in Atlantis? I dunno.
Are the inhabitants of Atlantis even dead, or are they just turned into Monster cards? I dunno. Clearly the Great Leviathan wasn’t awoken this first battle so...did all those souls get returned? I dunno.
Either way I’m not gonna bother the death count about it because I just do not know if they died, and since it was neither an implied death or an on screen death...I dunno.
Just feels like a bit of a translation snafu--where maybe they couldn’t kill that many people on English TV, so they were like “AND IT’S A DRAW!” but also...it could be canon to both versions. The leviathan didn’t work the first time, maybe no one died? I dunno.
In this shot, PS, Raphael just gently backs up out of this flying plane, and it looked really funny to me. I probs won’t cap it because it’s split between two other cuts, but just...they just kind of moved that sprite to the right really slowly, no animation, it was great.
Dartz decides to end the backstory hallucination, and we get introduced to a new twist--a better twist than that last one, that’s right, all our boys are cards!
Including this asshole!
Been a while since our boys have been cards! Man, I miss Bakura!
Yes, I looked back to earlier episodes this season to see what was going on with Pegasus’ new look. I think what happened is that it’s always been this shade of gray purple--but when you put purple next to it’s opposing color (which is yellow colors) it looks even MORE purple. It’s just how color works. Love color theory. mm. Good stuff. Good purple hair.
I can’t wait until Yami kills Yugi for the 3rd time in one season.
Anyway, that’s all for now, and like always, here’s a link to read these in chrono order.
#ygo#yugioh#yu-gi-oh#recap#photo recap#episode recap#yami yugi#seto kaiba#Dartz#I don't know if he has a last name or if they were invented yet#Dartz' hot wife#Yugi muto#Joey Wheeler#Mai Valentine#maxamillion pegasus#Raphael#s4#ep 34
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Symphogear, EP. 6
Last Time on Grand Theft Auto:
Tsubasa recovers from the world’s gayest coma as Hibiki trains her mind while putting aside such silly concepts as “the love of my life” and “literally being with my girlfriend.” After cooling Miku’s paranoia with her brand new washboard abs, Genjuro prepares the team for a pizza run across the city to deliver a dangerously hot pizza pie named Durandal. Chaos emerges as the delivery is intercepted by a rival pizza gang, lead by the nefarious Gremlin known as Yukine Chris. But, before the pizza could be claimed, dedicated pizza deliverywoman Hibiki not only steals it back, but eats it, harnessing the power of the pizza and unleashing cheesy pasta based chaos around the location.
Ryoko is so into it that she taps into her superpowers and protects Hibiki after she passes out. The delivery is considered a failure, and no tip is given.
And so, the journey continues...
Meanwhile, in this weird, tricked out mansion...
Chris meditates on some water metaphors of her own.
“that pacman colored freak took only touching it to activate a cheap ass french sword that gave her weird demon powers and its taken me YEARS to use this dumb stripper outfit and the funny cane that goes with it, what the FUCK man, what even is my life”
“maybe... maybe honeybaked hams ARE that powerful...”
“NO! turkey is the superior meat! it’s healthier, lower in fat, and way more tasty! fuck you! i’ll get my goddamned revenge!”
Chris begins musing about Fine’s motivations to capture Hibiki; during these, we’re treated to some brief image flashbacks of Chris’s life.
Suddenly, those jokes about food are a lot less funny.
It doesn’t take a genius to put two and two together as to why this young woman is helping a strange nudist dominatrix spread alien terror across the city of mumblednoises, Japan. She doesn’t really have many an option on the table. It’s either help the weird kinkster with her plans, or die.
Despite everything, she has a high opinion of Fine, for the same reasons someone might have a high opinion of a television show if it were the only show they were ever exposed to. She is deeply afraid of being alone again, because she has lived through such misery that the very thought of existing out in the cold again terrifies the shit out of her.
The Sun rises casually amidst Chris’s thoughts.
“ah shit. it just hit me. i literally have spent the entire night standing here instead of actually going the fuck to sleep. goddamnit.”
On such a devious metaphorical twist, Fine stands behind her as the Sun rises.
“yeah, jokes on you. i couldnt sleep for shit either. turns out, all nude, no blankets? in japan? real bad idea.”
“thats why i decided to GO GOTH, babey! whattaya think? do i give those witchy vibes, huh? real ‘black magic woman’ santana hours? feeling cute, gonna head out with the girls and summon satan in the woods kinda aesthetic looking shit? come on, be real with me. does this not look baller?”
“you look like morticia decided to go to the grocery store to buy some wonder bread, but other than that, its a step up from your usual pussy out attitude, so sure”
“you know i decided to get some brain cells on loan from Brain Cells R Us, and ive been thinking this solomon cane stuff is solomon lame. i dont need this dumb oversized harry potter cosplay prop to get shit done. also, murder is... sorta bad? im still trying to get the brain cell stuff down.”
“i can punch just as good as goody two shoes if not better.”
“lol go do it then champ, im gonna go cut down a forest of trees now”
And so, they both just kinda... stand there.
“QUACK, NEXT SCENE, QUACK”
Meanwhile, Tsubasa is rapidly trying to rehabilitate herself from her wounds like walking like a madman, her IV drip presumably filled with Taco Bell brand Doritos Locos Tacos super spicy nacho cheese. Taco Bell: Live Mas.
“im gonna clear every fucking taco bell in your goddamned memory, kanade”
“think outside the bun! wait, what? that was a taco bell slogan? ah fuck it, im dead. what nerd’s gonna try and correct me?”
“i would, kanade. i am that nerd.”
Tsubasa is hell bent to try and understand Kanade’s simple philosophy of helping others selflessly. Unfortunately, when Kanade died, she took all the brain cells between them in the process, so coming to this epiphany is a work in progress.
“listen its a fucking miracle you are 1. alive and 2. able to have your blood run on the garbage melted plastic taco bell tries to dupe people into believing is cheese so why dont you just lie down and think of better franchises to eat from”
“no! you dont understand! taco bell is a franchise of the PEOPLE! their meals are cheap and filling and- and the chicken quesadillas are of good quality for their price! i promised kanade- my vow to the death. taco bell... ergh... now and forever... i-”
“wait. my gay senses are tingling.”
It’s Hibiki, probably running track with Miku.
“oh yeah... her... i should probably apologize to her. about trying to kill her. and then letting her almost be kidnapped. and just giving her a general hard time about something that wasn’t explained to her in the slightest for months. she’s a good bean.”
Tsubasa proceeds to never canonically apologize to Hibiki throughout the entirety of all 4 seasons of Symphogear.
Look at em run. See, it’s a metaphor, because they haven’t communicated yet and they’re running from their problems! But they’re running towards Tsubasa, who is part of the representative problem these two share! Clearly literary genius.
It’s like someone went halfway into writing an NTR plotline and went “maybe this isn’t a good idea to market our songs on.”
Hibiki is still thinking about her Hellshake Yano moment with Durandal. Mainly how she nearly killed someone with it. Hibiki is very starkly in the “killing is bad, and wrong” camp of morality, a trait currently unique to her that she’ll wind up teaching literally everyone else she meets one way or another.
Some could argue the L stands for Lydian, and they’re wrong. It stands for Lesbian.
“that was one hell of a run, hibiki! im pooped! why dont we go to the locker room and call it a day, have a nice shower and just get some dinn-”
“this is the last straw.
i clean your plates. i cook your food. we eat, shit, shower, and sleep in the same FUCKING area, and this is how you repay me? huh? you think being your wife is easy shit, hibiki? half the damn time you’re running off like clark kent having food poisoning and the other half ive gotta babysit you, the emotional equivalent of a preteen clown, to make sure your life doesn’t self destruct harder than Atlantis sinking into the ocean. im done! i am DONE. im reopening my tinder, im slamming my ass BACK into okcupid, and im gonna date some CUTE ACADEMY GIRLS that treat me BETTER than this ABSOLUTE BETRAYAL OF HEART AND IM NOT CRYING I SWEAR ITS JUST THE SWEAT IN MY EYES AND HIBIKI HOW COULD YOU-”
“oh yeah, sure! hey, lemme just do a few more laps, ive just been feeling judgmental about myself and my figure, you know? gotta push myself further...”
“o-oh yeah, sure. no worries, ill wait for you. love you too, hibiki...”
The girls bathe together, as good friends typically do.
“hey you ever notice the showers here have like, weird psuedo-luxurious minipools to bathe in? like, how rich is this school?”
“whoever made this place is either rich or a pervert. or both, probably!”
Miku remarks that Hibiki has changed since she’s entered Lydian, in a manner most unheterosexual.
“oh FUCK you really DO have washboard abs now! ohhh my god.”
“damn, those abs were heavenly. let’s get pancakes later.”
I won’t screenshot it but something to note is that they actually wear each other’s corresponding underwear colors (or even, if you want to examine more closely, each other’s underwear). Here’s an equivalent scene to give you the mental image.
This is the face of someone who knows what they want and already have it. Such is the power of Kohinata Miku.
Meanwhile, Genjuro comes back from the funeral of the guy the Americans filled violently and with impunity.
“yo that all black look looks baller. i should borrow that look... id look pretty gothy in it.”
“ryoko i sympathize with your sharp, fashionista eye but this was for a funeral, i was paying my respects to the dead. thats the usual dress code.”
“didnt know they updated that. i remember back in my day, we just went in white garments and chanted in latin!”
“shit was fire. literally. lots of funeral pyres.”
“lmao ryoko buddy your larping sessions arent actual history”
“hey dont shit on larping around me. i used to be a professional larper while i was majoring in acting. helped really sell my career when i had to pretend to slay the Dark Lord Jyarloen atop the mountain of skulls in Hargobor after my family was killed by the Dark Army. asshole.”
“haha yeah, larping, thats cool yeah, i do that
i...
i larp.”
“oh yeah? you wanna join my larping session sometime then? we’re gonna do an ancient babylon plot thats inspired by some anime, itll be fun”
“.....................................im super into realism.”
“i know im dressed for a funeral but id like to not part ways with my dignity yet. besides, we’ve got serious shit to talk about. basically, we’re on the verge of getting shitcanned.”
As it turns out, the death of this politician removed the last obstacle of opposition to maintain the 2nd Division, as the average criticism against the 2nd Division is “why are we funding this mystery division when we don’t know what they do”. Of course, the sensible idea for an organization that defeats the Noise is to declassify it, given people of different jobs and positions have physically seen the Symphogear in action, but you know. “Oh no, the other governments will come after us” stick gets shaken.
“im in a union. i know my rights. you’re not taking my acting job here away from me.”
“im not going back to be a preschool teacher. its been ten year. the bites on my ankles still havent healed...”
“yeah man, shit sucks ass. i cant fund my adoption habits if im fired.”
Look at these cinematic parallels. Symphogear truly is a franchise made by someone living in 3030.
“worst part is the new minister is super into america. he’s a... westaboo.”
“a westaboo?”
“westaboo?”
“did he just unironically say westaboo”
“he said westaboo. oh my god. this is the hell timeline.”
“i mean people kept calling me that for worshipping all these fighting flicks so i guess it fit? i dont see the problem here”
Meanwhile, in Lydian Academy...
“so it hit me, right? we’re ALL girls. and we ALL sing. now, humor me a moment. what if... what if we’ve all been recruited to potentially be superheroes... through our singing? like, there’s no coincidence that all this shit happens around us, right? and a famous singer LIVES here? i saw the black cars outside! weird shit is happening here- im not even gonna eat the all you can eat bar anymore!”
“kathy there is literally no such thing as superheroes who sing. this place is more likely to be a organ harvesting op than whatever madness you’re saying”
“what? you need me, a singing superhero, to go stop a problem happening underneath the school, a location meant to recruit young women into potentially becoming fellow crime fighting singers?”
“yeah im too busy poppin’ caps in asses so go kick ass in my place”
“sure!”
“.....................................who ya talkin to, hibiki?”
“the boss! gotta go do a thing again...”
“hibiki, i dont like the fact that capitalism is tearing us apart.”
“you’ve gotta join me in the revolution, hibiki. you. me. luxury automated gay space communism. aint it the dream? share my vision, hibiki. its glorious.”
“n... no...? no gay space communism today? well, what about tomorrow? or the next day? or... maybe the next day? baby steps, you say? but, direction action, hibiki! we’ve gotta strike now!”
“it’s okay hibiki. when i take over the world and destroy all first world government leaders, and unite the globe in my encompassing reign and love... ill make sure to spare you, and be my bride to be.”
“thanks miku. im just not ready yet for the globe to burn in an unending ball of fire as the continents fuse into a new utopia composed of our combined wills. also, ive really gotta go, its genuinely an emergency.”
“for the cause!”
“yes hibiki... for the cause...”
Admittedly, you can see the stages of grief Miku goes through when she sees Hibiki say she can’t join her for pancakes. It’s sad. This side story sucks.
Meanwhile, as it turns out, the problem Hibiki needed to resolve was checking on Tsubasa to see if she hadn’t dissolved into Taco Bell brand hot n’ spicy Tabasco sauce.
“god, cant believe taco bell was closed. now i gotta deliver these lame ass flowers”
“cant wait to get threatened again. wonder what she’ll say. ‘hibiki, i should have killed you when i had the chance.’ or ‘you’re so goddamned weak. i could break your spine with my fingernail’, or some other stuff about metaphors. oh, my stops here”
“HEY BITCH WHATS GOOD-”
“HOLY SHIT”
“you are already”
“dead.”
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Daenerys in Winterfell Promo(s) Breakdown
Because of course I was going to do this, right? Close look at the promo(s), what we can see in the background, analysis, comparison to Robert’s arrival at Winterfell, and pretty anti-Jonsa because they’ve been posting the wildest bullshit all day and I’m not here for it.
1) The “King” Greets the “Lord” of Winterfell:
And they hug it out:
The difference in the above scenes is in 1x01, Robert is very clearly the King of the Seven Kingdoms and is a visitor in Winterfell. Jon, however, was King in the North - briefly - currently is Warden of the North, and Winterfell is his home. He is not a visitor here, he is returning.
Yet because even the angle of the shots is almost exact between the two, we’re most definitely meant to draw a parallel between them. And of course. according to D&D, Jon is the rightful King of the Seven Kingdoms (whereas Robert was a Usurper), he just doesn’t know it yet, however Sansa is undeniably the Lady of Winterfell no matter which way you look at it.
2) The Entourage
In the 1x01 scene, Robert has a whole slew of people behind him holding up both the Baratheon and Lannister banners. However, in the 8x01 scene, Daenerys is flanked only by Jorah - a disgraced lord from the north - and the only banners visible in the scene are Stark banners. Now, there are Stark banners visible in the 1x01 scene as well, but I think it’s interesting we don’t see the Targaryen banner in 8x01. Perhaps they are there but we just didn’t get them in this little clip.
However, under a Stark banner in the background is an Unsullied soldier:
That’s not a Northerner. Very different armor. Distinct Unsullied cap. So while there are two Northern soldiers in back of Dany and Jorah, Dany’s still got at least one of her men in the castle with her aside from Jorah. Jorah also seems to be entering beside Dany as her protector. His position to her left and a little behind mirrors Brienne’s position behind Sansa, and of course, Brienne is Sansa’s protector.
Which is interesting. Sansa is a Northerner protected by a Southerner and Dany is, for all intents and purposes, a Southerner, protected by a Northerner.
I think Jorah’s position at Dany’s side as she approaches Sansa and Jon is totally purposeful. It could have been Varys by Dany’s side, it could have been Tyrion, her Hand, it could have been Missandei announcing all Dany’s elaborate titles, it could have been anyone. But it’s Jorah. I think Jon, Dany, and Jorah would have decided on this entrance as it would show Dany’s connection to the North - a connection she’s had throughout the entire series since 1x01 - and that she isn’t just some Southern Queen who only wants to conquer and rule the North. She actually cares about the Northern people, enough to make one of them one of her closest friends and advisors, and is showcasing what he means to her by having him at her side. Again, it’s not Tyrion or Varys or Missandei. It’s Jorah.
Now, Side note:
I’ve seen lots of comments about Brienne here and I have to say, the Jonsas just don’t fucking know how to look at things from another character’s perspective! Like seriously, all they put forth are their dream headcanons and don’t even consider the facts.
So, Brienne. Let’s talk about dear Brienne for a moment.
First off, this could have gone one of two ways - either Brienne traveled back up the King’s Road with Podrick after the Dragonpit meeting as we didn’t see her after that scene OR she traveled with Jon and Dany back to Winterfell. I’m really curious to see which it is because honestly it could have gone either way.
Secondly, let’s talk about Brienne’s last encounter with Sansa, shall we? Last Brienne saw of Sansa, Sansa was essentially giving Brienne the boot, ordering her to go to King’s Landing - which, hello, could have been dangerous for Brienne as well as I’m sure Cersei would want Brienne dead for being close with Jaime and being Sansa’s protector! So there’s that. Also, Sansa was forcing Brienne away so Brienne couldn’t step in and protect Arya if she and Sansa escalated their feud. And lastly, this was at a time when Baelish’s tricks were at their most prominent, to the point where Brienne feared for Sansa’s safety should she leave Sansa alone with him. However, Sansa coldly dismissed Brienne to represent her interests at the Dragonpit meeting.
My thoughts? Brienne would likely not be too happy with Sansa. At the very least, she should be irritated with the way Sansa dismissed her like a common servant, not the woman who has attempted to keep her safe the last three goddamn seasons. At the most, Brienne may even have known about the drama with Arya and is disappointed with Sansa’s behavior, you know, almost killing her sister.
Anyway, moving on.
What are Brienne’s thoughts on Daenerys? Daenerys, unlike Sansa, showed up at the Dragonpit meeting in person. So plus 1 for Dany. Also, Daenerys was the epitome of calm and collected and fair during the meeting. Yes she rode in on a dragon, but she’s dealing with Cersei here. She’s got to show her strength. And not like Brienne has any love for Cersei anyway.
Brienne learns during this meeting that Dany has seen the army of the dead - all 100k of them. She may not know the circumstances under which Dany saw the dead, but that’s got to leave an impression. It tells Brienne that Daenerys cares enough to go see the enemy for herself and confirm it’s real and it’s serious. She knows that Daenerys is willing to put aside her quest for the Iron Throne so that she can help the Northerners fight the dead. And of course Brienne finds out that Jon - whom she’s described as “honorable” in the past - has bent the knee to Daenerys - under what circumstances, she doesn’t know.
But given what Brienne has found out about Dany in the span of this single meeting - she’s a badass bitch with dragons that could level the Red Keep at any moment should she wish - but that she hasn’t - that Dany has taken it upon herself to go North to see the Army of the Dead, and that Dany is willing to put aside her aspirations of becoming Queen of the Seven Kingdoms in order to fight the dead, it wouldn’t be difficult for Brienne to guess why Jon bent the knee - Dany’s a powerful ally, she cares about this fight, she’s willing to help. Of course Jon bent the knee.
Now, Brienne might take issue with Jon not lying to Cersei, her “fuck loyalty” line to Jaime seemed to point to as much as Jon’s loyalty to Dany was why Cersei left, but it doesn’t mean she would hold any hostility toward Daenerys.
So when Daenerys arrives at Winterfell in quite a different fashion than she did in King’s Landing, no entourage, no announcements, no dragons, Brienne should see the effort Daenerys is making in order to appear as an ally to the Northerners, not a threat. So all this talk of Brienne looking at Daenerys in disgust or looking at Sansa like she’s a queen, blah blah blah....is bullshit. No she fucking isn’t.
*Anyway, end of side note/rant on Brienne*
3) Entrance of a Queen
The differences between Cersei and Daenerys here are so striking. For 1) again, as stated above, Cersei, like Robert, has an entire entourage behind her, including her children. Dany’s dragons are nowhere to be seen - they’re likely flying above our chilling outside the castle gates but still, it’s an interesting contrast (more interesting given Dany’s likely already pregnant in this scene and doesn’t even know it yet). 2) Cersei is dressed in warmer clothing for the climate but she is still unmistakably showing off her Lannister pride. She’s in gold and red - Lannister colors - and it’s very obvious. Whereas Daenerys’ Targaryen touches are much much more subtle. She’s only got her red ascot/scarf thing and her red gloves, plus the red tint to the grooves of her coat. That’s it. She’s wearing her usual chain of status but her hair is blocking the three-headed-dragon on said chain. And of course, the majority of her outfit is the white coat.
Michelle Clapton, GOT costume designer, has said she designed Dany’s coat in such a way that it served two purposes: she wanted Dany to be a “vision” when she saved Jon beyond the Wall, a fierce warrior queen, and she wanted Dany’s outfit to call back to the white furs the wildlings wear, making Dany “one” with her surroundings - one with the Snow. Haha, get it. It’s a sex joke.
But anyway, the fact that Daenerys arrives at Winterfell donning this look, not the exact coat from 7x06, but a similar one, most definitely shows her continued affection for Jon and makes this excellent book parallel:
Then Ghost emerged from between two trees, with [Val] beside him. They look as though they belong together. Val was clad all in white; white woolen breeches tucked into high boots of bleached white leather, white bearskin cloak pinned at the shoulder with a carved weirwood face, white tunic with bone fastenings. Her breath was white as well … but her eyes were blue, her long braid the color of dark honey, her cheeks flushed red from the cold. It had been a long while since Jon Snow had seen a sight so lovely.
Sorry, I just love that quote. And if we don’t see some Ghost/Dany fluff in 8x01 with Dany in her pretty white “warrior queen” coat, I’m gonna fucking riot.
They are all convinced she is a princess. Val looked the part and rode as if she had been born on horseback. A warrior princess, he decided, not some willowy creature who sits up in a tower, brushing her hair and waiting for some knight to rescue her.
This coat of Dany’s is not just out of practicality because it’s cold. Her other coats seem equally warm, lined with fur and whatnot. No, this coat is sending a message, that message being: I’m with Jon, we’re in love, we are one, and I’m likely his new baby-mama. JK...but not really.
4) The Royal Couple
In the 1x01 scene, we don’t get a shot that has both Cersei and Robert in it. And in the shots where the two do address one another, their bodies are angled away from each other with only their heads turned in the other’s direction. The looks on their faces are ones of disdain and we can already tell, especially by Robert’s dismissal of Cersei’s “surely the dead can wait,” that there’s is not a happy union.
Daenerys and Jon however, are show standing side by side and they take up the majority of the shot - Cersei and Robert’s shots were from further back and were messy, cluttered with many other people - key characters - in the background, not just a few extras so far away we can’t even make out their faces.
Whereas Cersei and Robert were shown clearly at odds with one another, Daenerys and Jon are shown as a united front in front of Sansa. I wouldn’t go so far as to say this is structured in a “them vs her” type situation. But we’re most definitely meant to see Jon and Dany as a single unit - they’re even standing so close together you can’t even tell if they’re touching or not, which they may very well be - Jon could have his hand on Dany’s back, presenting her to Sansa or something, as he did in the EW cover, etc.
Their bodies are angled toward each other, especially Jon - only his head is turned to Sansa, the rest of his body is turned toward Dany. And of course, everyone is going to make of Jon’s expression what they will because hey, it’s fandom. But I think the body language says it all. He’s facing what he cares about and wants to protect most in this moment: Dany.
One parallel I would DIE if it happened...is if right after the intros in the courtyard here, Sansa - or someone - told Jon that Bran/Sam wanted to meet him in the crypts. Robert ignored Cersei to go see Lyanna’s resting place. It would be RIDICULOUS if Jon is pulled away from Dany to go to Lyanna’s resting place, to find out then and there who exactly he is....what would make it better still? If, unlike Cersei, Dany accompanied Jon - either because he wanted her to come with him or because she wanted to go and pay her respects to the Starks her father had killed - Brandon and Rickard. Like honestly, just thinking about this possibility gives me goosebumps. Please please please! Yes it would kick start the drama right from the get go but damn, it would be an incredible parallel.
5) The Nod
I’ve seen lots of posts already about Dany’s nod to Sansa, some neutral, most of it terrible. Either Dany’s “intimidated” by Sansa and is “gulping” and fearful after Sansa’s icy welcome and Sansa “putting Dany in her place” or “murdering” Dany with her look or whatever...OR Dany is “smug” and “stealing” Sansa’s home and is an “entitled bitch” for waltzing into Winterfell and “taking” what isn’t hers, etc. etc.
Which, for one, dumb fucks, make up your mind. Which the fuck is it? Is Dany scared of Sansa? Or is Dany smug that Sansa is “giving away her home” to her? Pick one. You can’t have it both ways. They literally contradict each other.
Dumb fucks.
Anyway.
What I found interesting, was that Dany’s nod seemed to parallel this moment with Olenna from 7x02:
Dany’s nod to Sansa isn’t Dany being intimidated or being entitled or whatever other nonsense the antis have cooked up. It’s the same exact nod she gave Olenna after Olenna told her the people of Westeros wouldn’t obey her unless they feared her. This is Dany’s nod of acknowledgement. This is her “I respect you” nod while at the same time remaining regal yet possibly at odds with the person in front of her because of fundamental differences in their beliefs.
The only difference between Dany’s nod to Olenna and Dany’s nod to Sansa is that, with Olenna there was no awkward element of Dany trying to pretend she hadn’t just spent the last month fucking Olenna’s brother who’s standing right next to her and likely has his hand on her ass. JK JK...but seriously.
And last but not least
6) The “Wedding” Set-Up
Special acknowledgement to THIS Jonsa post about this topic for doing nearly all the work for me.
Dany is in a white frock - very wedding-ish
Jorah is at Dany’s side as she walks up to Jon and Sansa, as if “giving” Dany away to Jon.
Jon and Dany stand side-by-side before Jon’s eldest relative (since his father’s dead and in Northern weddings, the father conducts the wedding ceremony). So Jon and Dany standing before Sansa appears as if she’s the one who’s marrying them. Which, in all likelihood, she will be.
Now, of course the Jonsa post argues Dany is “interrupting” the Jon/Sansa moment and she is “coming in between” the two of them, that Jon and Sansa appear as a “unit” here as Dany walks up but..
^^This^^ Looks way less “unit-y” than this:
Also, the argument that it appears Dany is “coming in between Jon and Sansa” and is interrupting them...uhh...
Next we have ^^This^^ where Sansa is literally in between Jon and Dany.
The Jonsa post says Dany looks “insignificant” in the above photo of her walking up, as if she would be “insignificant” to Jon and couldn’t possibly shake the solid and sure relationship he has with Sansa and that Sansa is an Amazon goddess and Dany is a puny nobody.
But yeah, no. Even in the shot with Jon and Sansa looking at Dany as she approaches...that’s the thing. Jon is watching Dany approach. He turns his body fully away from Sansa to watch Dany walk up. And even gives his little head nod of approval as he sighs:
Jon is like, Yep, that’s the woman I’m gonna marry right there.
And as Kit said, they return to Witnerfell as “not-so-secret lovers.”
But anyway, throughout the rest of the clip, he continues to have his body angled toward Daenerys and is presented as one with her, on the same level as her, not Sansa.
It’s as if, after their hug, Jon distances himself from Sansa to put himself closer to Daenerys. Because of course he would. Because he’s not fucking in love with his sister, he’s in love with Dany.
If we don’t get the parentage reveal right after this scene, I imagine the scene following it will be one which first brings mention of a potential “marriage alliance.” The way Jon and Daenerys stand before Sansa is just too perfect for it not to be brought up. Hell, out of context, it almost looks as if Jon and Dany are asking for Sansa’s blessing. And of course, Baelish didn’t utter that line in 7x07 for it to never get brought up again. A marriage alliance will get brought up, and haters can hate all they want, but it will likely be a discussion prompted by Sansa.
Anyway, that’s all I have guys. Tell me your thoughts.
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The Boyz Confession (Hyung line)
🥺Okay so in order to thank you all for 2k (still shook) I decided to write something for tbz. Lmk if you want me to continue🥺
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Sangyeon:
Of course your time together was limited but that’s how it had always been. You became friends after he debuted, meeting through a mutual friend at the company who knew you’d love each other. You exchanged numbers and both quickly developed feelings for the other, you made each other happy at a time when you thought no one could, that’s really important to you both. After about 3 months of incessant flirting Sangyeon decided he’d had enough, it was time to make you his. He was sat alone in the practice room, texting you to come and watch him practice to give pointers. You arrived wearing his favourite outfit on you, but anything you wore he loved. You sat on the floor expecting him to dance yet he came and joined you on the floor, resting his head on your shoulder as you stretched your legs out. He was sweating a little, but you didn’t mind. It was moments like this that you treasured the most but admittedly he’d never been this intimate with you before. You weren’t complaining though.
“You know” he looked up at you, pouting, while his hand found yours “I think it’s time we became an official couple” he awaited your answer which seemed to take years when in actuality it was seconds.
“I think so too” you confessed looking down at his handsome face and smiling before pecking his lips lightly.
Jacob:
Jacob always loved when you stayed over at the dorms, especially this time since it was just you two alone. Since you were in Korea alone, with no family around, when you got sick the boys took extra special care of you, one boy in particular always ready for whatever you threw at him. You lay awake in Jacob’s bed, they had left you alone to nap while they went to practice, telling Jacob to stay with you to keep you company, but you couldn’t sleep. If it was this easy to get alone time with your crush, you would have faked being sick a long time ago, you thought, staring at the ceiling. Just as you started to daydream about your fantasy relationship, Jacob walked in and took a seat on the edge of the bed, resting his hand on your stomach and turning to face you.
“You even look pretty when your sick” he said with a sweet smile. You thanked him for the compliment yet he continued. “No I mean it! Like you always look pretty, whatever you do. And being alone with you, even if you are poorly, is basically a dream come true.”
You smiled in return. “I’d kiss you right now if I wasn’t sick” you joked as he leaned forward to kiss your forehead instead. He’d really risk it all for you.
Younghoon:
“And is there a special someone you’d like to dedicate this cover to?” The MC asked as Younghoon warmed up to sing thinking out loud by Ed Sheeran.
He clasped his hands together, like he usually does while he’s nervous. “Actually there is, I’d currently consider them my best friend but who knows what will happen” He explained with you in mind. You didn’t really know anyone else who Younghoon was as close to as you, expect his members but come on... like he’d give into fans ideology like that. You knew it was about you, you didn’t want to act oblivious (after analysing everyone it could have been) you felt exactly the same way. As the song finished your whole body sunk back into the sofa in content after being sat at the edge of it for so long while listening to his soft vocals.
“Their name is actually y/n” he confessed out of no where. “Their favourite artist is Ed Sheeran and I know to fans and whatnot this may seem out of character but I had to say it. I really like them and-” he rushed out before the mc quickly interrupted and changed the subject.
He called you after the show, asking if you’d watched and how you felt. He didn’t want to ask you to be his but he already knew you were when you offered to take him out that night. The date went well, well enough to confirm your new relationship status.
Hyunjae:
Typically you, Hyunjae and a few mutual friends went bowling one Friday a month, and you all looked forward to it, but exam season was here and your friends all had to cancel due to studying. You, however, were “dragged” out by Hyunjae who said that you deserved a break. Any time you could spend with him you’d gladly take to be honest, you were madly in love with him, who wouldn’t be.
“Are you ready for our date?” Hyunjae asked that morning over the phone. You couldn’t really tell if he meant it so you just replied with a competitive “I’m totally gonna win!”
He laughed lightly “maybe, because it’s you, I’ll let you have the bumpers up” his flirty tone was evident.
“You want to lose that much, babes?” you joked back, knowing that pet names were his weakness.
After that Hyunjae changed the subject, ending the call when you told him you had to get to your exam. “Good luck! Don’t get distracted by the thought of our date too much!” He ended with before hanging up.
When you arrived that night outside the bowling place, he greeted you with a kiss on the cheek. You pulled back and gave him a puzzled look. “Aw cute you thought I was joking about this being a date” he wrapped his arm around your shoulder while you smiled to yourself, him doing exactly the same.
“How did you know I was into guys like you?” You asked hoping to irritate Hyunjae yet he just responded with “who wouldn’t be?” before planting another peck onto your temple.
Juyeon:
Winter was your favourite season, no doubt about it, however, as silly as it sounds, you hated the cold. Your fingers, you thought, were legitimately going to fall off by the time you reached your house and considering it was basically night time, it was even colder than you had originally anticipated. One thing you were grateful for was Juyeon. The handsome boy who always took care of you, during and after your “extra curricular activities” walking you home and keeping you safe. Even though it was only 5pm, it was pitch black outside and of course rush hour traffic was in full effect. The biggest and busiest roads in your town was approaching and it almost as if Juyeon could sense the anxiety building up inside you. He took hold of your hand, your mitten sliding off slightly.
“It’s okay y/n I’m here” he said while standing next to you at the edge of the road. “Come on” he pulled you to the middle section made for pedestrians in between the two directions of traffic.
“Juyeon” you paused. “You don’t have to told my hand you know” you said, secretly not wanting him to let go.
“What if I want to?” He questioned with a barely visible smirk in the low lighting. “What if this was my plan all along?” He chuckled this time.
“I know what you’re saying Juyeon...” excitement evident in your voice. You weren’t about playing those “oblivious dumb crush” games... not when what you wanted was serious.
“Hm you know I control the weather? No fun” he joked pulling your mitten off and securing his hand in yours. “My hand will be warmer anyway.”
Kevin:
The clock was at 11:50pm and it was New Year’s Eve, you couldn’t believe you were entering yet another year single. You watched the man of your dreams, Kevin, walk in your direction, if only he was coming over to proclaim his love for you, you wished in your head.
“Hey y/n, you ready for the new year?” He asked casually, taking a seat on the couch next to you putting his arm over the back of it after setting his cup of coke on the floor alongside yours. He clearly hadn’t had anything alcohol wise to drink and neither had you, the only two sober ones in the room and the only two that could converse like normal human beings.
“There’s nothing new about being alone” you said grumpily, averting your eyes.
“Heyyy no don’t say that y/n, look at me” you turned back to him with a cloud of shame above you. He tucked your hair behind your ear and smiled, not moving his hand from the side of your face. “Who said you were gonna be alone anyway?” He questioned with a wink. “Oh by the way that’s me asking you to be my bae.” He clarified.
“Wait are you serious?” You still asked, just to be 100% clear. The clock just seconds away from 11:59 when the big countdown would begin.
“I mean I can prove it to you with a kiss in just 1 minute if you’re prepared to wait” he grabbed your drink and picked his own up off the floor before helping you off the couch and wrapping his arm around your waist. Maybe this year wasn’t going to be as awful as you expected.
New:
Your previous position: next to Chanhee on the boys’ shared couch, where you felt the most at home. Your current position: not next to Chanhee. You were actually in the kitchen after being called for by Kevin who was trying to work the pop corn machine you’d brought to the dorm. When you tried to get up, New whined, when you eventually got up, New whined, now you weren’t even in his eye line, New whined even more. “Where’s y/n gone? I miss them” he moaned loudly, the point being that you’d hear him. You finished up trying to sort out kevin as quick as you could before going back to the living room in which Chanhee sat like a toddler, knees up to his chin.
“What’s up buttercup?” You asked and you sat besides him again. Chanhee returned to his usual sitting position, a little closer to you than normal but you didn’t mind.
“Ugh will you two get a room for goodness sake” Hyunjae spoke up. “Chanhee, this is y/n, they are madly in love with you. Y/n, this is Chanhee, he’s madly in love with you. Now leave us to watch our movie in peace.” He pointed between you two as the other members nodded.
“Someone’s a little grumpy” you laughed, facing down to see Chanhee “he’s not wrong though” you both said quickly at the same time. You soon found yourself in your now boyfriend’s room. “So you really like me huh?” He asked continuously for an hour.
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Sarada, Princess of the Saiyans ‘Season’ 1, Episode 4
Hey hey hey! Surprise! Another chapter! :)
No one cares, but anyway I love writing this so here we are.
Anyway, I hope you guys like it!
I did make that Masterlist I mentioned past chapter. I’ll be updating the masterlist as I go along, adding the link to every chapter, making a new masterlist for each ‘season’.
Okay enough talking! Let’s get to the chapter!
God Bless and Good Day!
~The Lupine Sojourner
I couldn't wait to put this one out lol. Had it all ready to go so I figured why wait? Anyway, hope you all like this chapter! I'd love to hear what y'all think of Sarada and this story so far! :)
God Bless and Good Day!
~The Lupine Sojourner
Much as I hate killing innocent people, I can’t help but almost anticipate this fight. The Saiyan craving for battle was always there, in some way, even if I were merely spectating.
However, that changed when Gohan started trembling, scared out of his mind.
It reminded me just what was happening here; we were about to watch a child get murdered. I know he has a pretty high power level for his age, but that doesn’t change the fact that he couldn’t have been much older than 5. He should still be sparring, not fighting a losing battle for his planet!
But then again, he is the son of a Saiyan, so perhaps he would find some hidden strength like his father and overcome the challenge of the Saibamen. Perhaps.
The bald one glances over. “Gohan, pay attention!” He chides, still in a fighting stance. “Your thoughts are unfocused.” Gohan nods, swallowing. He gets into a tighter stance, eyes narrowing in bravado.
“O-okay!” He says, clearly putting on a brave face.
“You don’t have to be scared.” Piccolo adds, never taking his eyes off us or loosening his stance. Now that I take another look, and have seen them interact more, I notice how similar Piccolo and Gohan’s clothes were and how familiar they seemed with each other.
Had they trained together? Were Gohan and Piccolo student and teacher?
“Right!” Gohan replies, sounding a bit more confident.
That confidence was instantly lost as the Saibamen leapt forward to attack, Gohan returning to a scarred little boy on the battlefield. Despite the fact that he’s our enemy right now, I almost want to protect him.
Luckily, the battle is fought around Gohan, resulting in him looking confused and terrified, but unharmed as his allies take on our henchmen.
That ends, however, when there’s a lull in the fight and one of the Saibamen notices Gohan, attacking instantly. Despite his power level, Gohan can’t seem to block or dodge, taking the hit and going flying. I narrow my eyes.
“For pity’s sake!” I growl, voice low, trying to sound like Vegeta would, arms crossed to prevent myself lashing out at the Saibamen for such a cowardly attack, and to appear irritated at Gohan’s lack of battle prowess. “Doesn’t that boy have any training?” I notice that the Namekian appeared to have heard me, head twitching very subtly in my direction, but the next instant he’s standing protectively in front of Gohan.
Good. At least Gohan has some backup. I think in relief. Maybe he’d survive after all.
The Saibamen stop short, unsure of taking the pair of them on at once.
“Gohan, believe in yourself!” Piccolo snaps. Gohan stares at the Saibamen, still scarred.
“I’ll...try.” He replies.
“Don’t try; do it!” Piccolo growls in response as Gohan gets to his feet, trying that brave face again.
“Right!”
“Awww.” Nappa coos condescendingly. “Isn’t that cute?” Gohan seems a little unsettled by the remark, and I have to play the part of a tough Saiyan, despite actually finding the exchange sweet.
“The teacher and the student, fighting side by side. Warms my heart.” I add, hand dramatically spread over my heart, snide smirk on my face.
I really hate having to wear this mask, but if I take it off, I’m doomed.
“Mine, too.” Vegeta agrees sarcastically, snickering.
“Don’t listen to those jerks, Gohan.” The bald earthling advises. “They’ll get what’s coming to ‘em soon enough!”
Before anyone can say or do anything else, there’s a high pitched voice coming from up above us. “Krillan!” I frown. Who- -what the hell?
Descending from the sky is arguably the oddest couple of fighters I’ve seen in my life.
One was a very muscular earthling (at least, I think he’s an earthling) with three eyes and no shirt. His toned chest was bare, showing off some impressive looking scars and his history with fighting. His pants were of a similar style to Gohan and Piccolo’s, covering half his abdomen, the dark green pants and gold belt highlighting his tanned skin. The oddest part about him was his third eye, centered in his forehead.
The other one...was a mime. His face was white, looking almost painted, with little red circles on his cheeks and wide, childlike eyes. He had a grey tank top on and pants similar to the burly man’s, so I can assume they trained together, like Piccolo and Gohan.
The bald earthling (was he ‘Krillan’?) turns, smiling, to greet the newcomers. “Hey, guys!” He calls. I raise a brow. Was he seriously dropping his guard just because his friends showed up?
“Hi, Krillan!” The mime replies. So that confirms the name theory.
“Thanks for stopping by!” Krillan says as if this were no more than a simple errand run or something. The mime nods. “We could use the help.” I sigh. If they get past the Saibaman, they’d have us to deal with, so it’s pointless even correcting Krillan. I think it’d be better to let our actions speak for us. The big guy narrows his eyes at the Saibamen.
“Looks like the Saiyans brought some of their friends along for the ride.” He muses. Krillan cracks a smile as he glances over at us.
“No...they grew them here.” The two newcomers blink.
“What?” The mime asks.
“Don’t ask.” Krillan replies with a chuckle. The big guy frowns.
“That’s okay; it doesn’t really matter.” Now I’ve heard his voice, I can at least know that this isn’t Kakarot. The big guy then looks at Gohan.
“Who’s the kid? It that Goku’s little boy?” He asks. Krillan nods as Gohan looks at the newcomer.
“Uh-huh. His names’s Gohan. Piccolo’s been training him.” I smirk. That confirms my suspicions about the outfits and their meaning. Burly Guy (that’s what I’ll call him til I learn his name) nods, eyes narrowing in seriousness.
“He’s bold like his father.” Burly Guy notes. The mime smiles and looks ready to say something when Nappa finally gets irritated.
“Enough of this garbage!” He snaps. “Saibamen! I wanna hear them beg for mercy.” I swallow. Here we go. Time to watch this group get killed. The group gets into a fighting stance as the Saibamen prepare to charge. I set my jaw and prepare myself, but then there’s a voice from above that interrupts yet again.
“Wait for me!” It calls, sounding male. Sure enough, a man in an orange training outfit with a blue belt to match Krillan lands near the other earthlings, standing and turning, smiling cockily at his friends. “What’s up?” He asks. “Sorry I’m late.” I sigh.
“He-hey, Yamcha!” Krillan cheers. The newest intruder into our battle, this Yamcha character, smiles in sheer arrogance. I sigh. He doesn’t look all that impressive, similar to the others to be any real threat. He was just cocky, that’s all. His hair is long and unkempt, reminding me of Radditz. I decide I don’t really like Yamcha.
“So, why’s everyone acting so serious around here?” He asks.
“If you’d arrived earlier, you’d know, earthling.” I growl, more to myself than this Yamcha, arms crossing again in genuine annoyance. I hated prolonging a fight like this. Yamcha seems to sober up a little.
“Regardless, Sarada, it’s six against six; their warriors against our Saibamen. It's perfect.” Vegeta adds. I nod.
“Even numbers should be more fun to watch.” I agree. And I genuinely wanted to see how this played out.
“Agreed. This may just prove to be interesting after all.” Vegeta continues.
Nappa chuckles. “I can’t wait.” Vegeta cocks his head to the side as though he has an idea.
“Gentlemen, how would you like to make a match of this and fight our soldiers one by one?” I almost want to hug Vegeta. This way, there’s a chance that, just maybe, a few could survive and I should be able to convince Nappa and my brother to let them live, provided they tell us where the Dragonballs are and how to use them. No one replies immediately, so I spread my arms.
“It’s really in your best interest.” I shrug as if unbothered by the thought of either outcome. “It’s the best offer you’ll get out of us. It should prove an entertaining game, at least.” I add. Please...please take the challenge. Please!
“Well?” Vegeta demands. “You heard my sister. What’s your answer?”
Piccolo growls, setting his jaw as if offended by the offer. “We aren’t here to play games! And we’re not going to fight on your terms!” He snaps. I frown. Crap! “We’ll take you all on at once!” I click my tongue as if to chide him like a child.
“That’s not wise, if you want to survive. Of course, either way, you won’t last long, but you might want to consider Gohan.” Piccolo and Gohan flinch. I knew it was a low blow, the enemy bringing up a point like that, but if I were to convince them to take the offer, this might be the way to do it.
“How dare you bring him into this?!” Picollo roars. I stand my ground, not looking sorry (because I wasn’t) and glaring right back at him.
“He-hey, now. Easy.” Krillan pipes up. “Crazy and cruel as they are, the woman has a point. Besides, we are still waiting for Goku to show up.” Krillan adds. “We could buy ourselves some time if we play it their way.” Piccolo glares at me, and I know I definitely crossed a line. I do feel bad, but if it all works out, I think he’ll forgive me. Gohan moves a little more behind Piccolo and my heart pangs in sympathy. It was scary for me, at first, but I quickly learned I had to be strong. Gohan had to learn that lesson eventually.
Burly Guy steps forward, making up his mind with a confident smirk. “I’ll go first.” He announces. “I’m not afraid of these creeps.” He pounds his fists together in a show of bravery. “It’ll be a good warm up.” Nappa laughs.
“That’s the spirit!” He replies happily. I exhaled in relief. At least they were going one on one. I didn’t care that they were stalling. In fact, I was starting to hope Goku (who I believe is Kakarot) does show up. It’ll be interesting to meet Radditz’s long-lost brother. If he’s as strong as Radditz, he’ll be a good challenge for the Saibamen, if they’re still around by then.
Something tells me they might not be. These Earthlings seem to be pretty confident, but…
“We’ll see how long you last.” I muse, finally about to see some action. Part of me knows it most likely won’t end well, but the Saiyan side of me is excited to finally see what these Earthlings can do.
“Exactly, Sarada!” Nappa cheers. “Fresh meat for the grinder!” I roll my eyes as Burly Man prepares himself. “But just wait! You won’t be so cocky when you see what these ‘little creeps’ can do!” Nappa warns. Burly Guy seems unbothered. The Saibamen cackle in response.
“Alright.” Burly Guy notes, watching the Saibamen laugh. “I hear a lot of noise, but no volunteers.” He taunts. Vegeta then turns to a random Saibaman.
“Alright, you go, but don’t hold anything back, got it?” He instructs sternly. The Saibaman grins in anticipation, nodding and walking closer to his opponent. The mime, appearing very worried for his friend, calls out.
“Tien, be careful!” So that’s Burly Guy’s name. Tien. Somehow, it seems fitting for a no-nonsense, straightforward man as this Earthling appears to be. Just then, as if the universe itself didn’t want any fighting to happen anytime soon, those strange flying machines from earlier appear on the horizon, quickly coming closer. I grit my teeth.
“What an annoying machine!” I growl.
“Of course the news shows up.” Krillan grumbles, as if he too were irritated by the flying machines’ presence and interruption. I then realize what the machines were. It appears, based on what Krillan said, that these machines provided the planet with recordings of major events or anything interesting that was happening. We simply spread news by word of mouth, if I remember right, before we depended on the Scouters to gets new information out. Nappa laughs.
“So, you want some news, do yah?” He notes to himself, and I hear the very faint buzzing of an energy attack being charged. Before I can tell him not to waste energy destroying the news machines, he fires. “Now you are the news!” He calls, as the ball of ki hits one of the center machines. It explodes, causing the few closest to it to explode in a chain reaction. Gohan and Krillan seem shaken as the debris rains down and the few remaining machines retreat. “Good! No more distractions!” Nappa exclaims, “Now what do you say we get this fight started?” The Saibaman nods, and Tien seems ready, as well. The Saibaman and Tien size each other up for a few moments, then the Saibaman grits his teeth and runs forward, slashing at Tien, who seems to use some type of unknown energy move to shove the Saibaman back with two fingers, sprinting after his target with a shout. The Saibaman lands on its feet, leaping out the next instant to open its head and spewing forth the acidic substance it holds in its empty skull. The splash of the liquid reaches to the other Earthlings, who dodge, Piccolo grabbing Gohan to ensure the kid was out of the way. Good. I’d hate to see him get melted cus he couldn’t react fast enough. Although, with his power level, it shouldn’t have been a second thought.
Gohan was proving an interesting study. He seems completely defenseless in battle, but Krillan confirmed that Gohan had trained with Piccolo.
So my guess is this is his first-ever combat experience. The unlucky kid happened to be up against Saibamen and Saiyans. His only hope is potentially in his father’s appearance. And that was an unknown.
“Wow. Thanks.” Gohan mumbles, gazing in terror at the canyon carved by the acid. Tien lands at the Saibaman’s back, leaping toward it with another shout. The Saibaman whirls, and leaps up, but Tien’s leap carries him with the Saibaman, and Tien lands a solid blow to his opponent’s abdomen. The Saibaman is winded, falling to the ground with a pained expression on its face.
“What?! Impossible!” Nappa exclaims.”
“Calm down.” I retort. “We noticed the original three had been training. The newcomers seem to have prepared for our arrival as well. Besides, the Saibaman hasn’t lost yet.” Even as I say that, however, the Saibaman crumples to the ground, twitching and unable to get up. “...never mind.” I growl, embarrassed at being proven wrong so quickly. Krillan and the mime cheer their friend’s victory as Tien lands.
“Go, Tien! Great move!” Krillan congratulates.
“Alright!” Gohan adds, smiling happily. I notice the Saibaman seeming to recover a little, but hold back that information.
“You’re the best, Tien!” The mime chimes in.
“Thanks.” Tien replies, sounding just barely winded from his fight. Perhaps he was right; maybe his power level was such that the Saibaman was a good warm up. Vegeta gets his ‘I’m disappointed and annoyed’ face, glaring at the Saibaman who was still on the ground.
“Looks like you got hold of a weak batch, Nappa.” He growls. I step forward, knowing what was about to happen.
“Hold on. I just said the Earthlings more than likely trained to prepare for our arrival. It’s possible he just got a lucky shot in.”
“Yeah!” Nappa agrees shakily, stunned the Saibaman was defeated and also aware of the cost of its defeat. “These Saiabaman are all good! These’re the same ones that survived that crazy battle on Traddick.” I flinch. I have scars from that insane battle. We’d been ambushed, barely getting the Saibaman out in time to get their help. If we hadn’t, it could’ve spelled disaster for us. I could have lost Vegeta… “He should’ve won!” Nappa continues, cutting off that train of thought, thankfully. It wasn’t a pleasant trip. “His power level’s 1200!” The Saibaman in question was on its hands and knees, still utterly winded after Tien’s punch. “All of these Saibaman have the same fighting power as…” He realizes who he’s talking about and why it wasn’t a good defense and stops short of naming him.
“As who?” Vegeta presses, smirking. He knew who Nappa was about to name.
“As...Radditz.” Nappa continues, swallowing. Vegeta’s smirk increases.
“Now do you see my point?” Vegeta asks.
“Well…”
“Don’t stress yourself.” I interject, smirking. Sometimes, Nappa was a little slow. It was kinda fun to tease him.
“Yes. Leave the thinking to me and Sarada from now on.” Vegeta adds. I sigh. Now that we addressed the issue of the Saibaman’s power level, it was time to deal with the Saibaman’s failure.
Tien walks toward his companions and the Saibaman begins to get back on this feet. “Tien, that one’s getting back up!” The mime warns, fear in his eyes. Tien turns to look as Vegeta raises two fingers.
It was over in an instant. One second, the Saibaman was there, the next Vegeta extends energy-riddled fingers and the Saibaman explodes.
Everyone but me is stunned. The earthlings look on in terror at the remains of the poor Saibaman. I sigh softly, but don’t let myself react too much.
Nappa, however, does not. “Vegeta, why?!” He exclaims.
“He wasn’t of any use to us anymore.” Vegeta replies apathetically.
“I know, but...he was...alive!” Nappa insists. As part of the act, I scoff.
“Don’t tell me you’ve gotten soft, Nappa.” He flinches a little, knowing what being soft would mean. I agreed with Nappa, but had to play the part of the tough Saiyan Princess.
“N-no, Sarada. Of course not. I just...I don’t understand.” Nappa presses.
“It would have been pointless to let him continue, Nappa.” Vegeta cuts in, “He was losing, which leads me to believe he wasn’t trying his hardest.” He glares at the other quacking Saibaman who now understood the stakes. Death to the Earthlings or death to Vegeta. “I specifically told him not to hold anything back.”
“Whoa. Talk about ruthless.” Krillan mumbles, eyes still wide in surprise. I then notice Piccolo observing with a grim expression. He knew the stakes if they lose.
What he didn’t know was that I would try to spare him and perhaps Gohan, as well, if things play out right. And then try to get Piccolo to tell us everything he knows about the Dragonballs.
Now to see if I can pull this off. “So, who’s going next?” Vegeta asks. The Saibamen now seem a little reluctant to join in, having witnessed Vegeta’s execution. Nappa grits his teeth, knowing what might happen if none of them volunteer; Vegeta could decide to exterminate all of them.
“Alright, if no one steps up, we’ll have a free-for-all!” Nappa growls. Piccolo narrows his eyes.
“That’s fine by me. Let’s do it!” Krillan, surprisingly, steps forward, suddenly looking brave.
“No. I’ll go next.” He announces. Yamcha, too, steps forward, shocking everyone.
“Hold on, Krillan.”
“What’s up?” Krillan asks, a little unnecessarily. It should have been obvious.
“Let me go, would yah? I’m really anxious to show these guys what we’re really all about down here on this planet.” I grin. He was a brave one, no doubt. I almost want to know just how long he’d last against the Saibamen.
Krillan frowns. “That’s great, but I’ve got this one, okay?” Yamcha shakes his head.
“You already been wished back with the Dragonballs once.” I raise a brow. There was a limit to the times you bring someone back from the dead? How interesting. “I haven’t.” Yamcha continues, “So if anything happens, at least we know that I can be revived.” I found that a solid plan. Too bad they’d likely all die here. To Saibamen, or us Saiyans. “Sit this one out, Krillan. You’ll get your chance, don’t you worry about that.” Krillan sees his friend’s bravery and acquiesces.
“Okay...he’s all yours.” Krillan replies. Nappa laughs.
“How touching. I’m all warm and tingly. Heh.” He turns to a random Saibaman. “Now go kill him!” The 180-degree turn in what Nappa said makes me laugh. Coincidentally, it made it seem like I was mocking Yamcha, so it worked out.
Yamcha readied himself. “Alright then! C’mon! Let’s get this over with.” Vegeta chuckles.
“This one seems eager.” He notes. I nod. However, something told me this wouldn’t end well for the Earthling.
“Yeah, right. Eager to die, that is.” Nappa replies as the Saibaman approaches its opponent. Yamcha runs into action, the pair evenly matched as the fight reaches a new speed, almost invisible to the untrained eye.
It appears that Gohan doesn’t have trained eyes, looking around like he can’t see what’s happening.
“They vanished!” Gohan exclaims in shock. I smirk. The poor boy.
I could have seen what was happening before I could throw a punch. Father made sure to let Vegeta and I watch fights to get used to seeing intense, fast-paced action. It was almost shameful Gohan hadn’t been taught how to follow fights like this by now.
“Nonsense!” Piccolo retorts, as if a little embarrassed by his student’s lack of progress. “They’re just moving very fast! Try to feel out their energies!” He snaps. It was sweet he was turning this into a solid teaching moment, but it also revealed a weakness in Gohan. Although, it seemed that hole in the boy’s training was about to be filled.
Gohan frowns. “Feel their energies?” I also frown. Was that actually possible? Piccolo nods.
“All of us are watching them right now except you, Gohan.” Piccolo explains, and sure enough, Krillan, the mime, the Tien were all watching alongside Vegeta, Nappa, and I.
“What?! You can see them?!” Gohan asks incredulously. He then narrows his eyes in concentration. “...M’kay…” He mumbles, trying to watch the fight, too. It was frankly kind of adorable, the warm feeling almost entirely foreign to me. Unfortunately, I couldn’t outwardly express it.
“Don’t focus on a specific point.” Piccolo instructs. “Let your eyes take in your entire surroundings.” I wonder if he’s teaching Gohan to sense energies and try it out for myself, letting my eyes take in everything they could. “Remember, you’re not trying to see their bodies, but the light the energies of their bodies gives off.” Piccolo continues, and I’d almost swear he was speaking directly to me. It felt...weird, so I stop and watch the fight as I had done before, heart feeling oddly unsettled. Luckily, neither of my companions had noticed, and it doesn’t seem anyone else had, either, so I pretend I’d never stopped watching normally.
“Stupid Namekian.” I grumble, so softly I almost couldn’t hear myself. He’d unsettled me, and I couldn’t afford to let it happen again.
“I can hear them, Piccolo!” Gohan says after a few moments. I continue watching the fight. It was going rather slowly, all things considered. They were pretty evenly matched, turns out, so the fight was dragging on.
“Good. Now stay relaxed. Continue to look. Don’t blink your eyes.” Piccolo tells Gohan. Despite myself, I stow those instructions away to try again when the Namekian wasn’t there to unsettle me. The ability to sense energies was most unusual and I wanted to try to learn how it.
Gohan continues to follow his teacher’s instructions, moments later gasping in shock. Piccolo seems happy. “Now you see.” He notes. I smile a little, feeling happy Gohan was finally catching up. Eventually, the Saibaman leapt up, so did Yamcha, but Yamcha seemed to have a plan, zipping around the Saibaman so he was above it, then he unleashed a kind of energy attack with a shout, slamming the Saibaman into the ground with enough force to make a crater. To be honest, I was surprised. I was so certain he wouldn’t last against the Saibaman. Huh. The earthlings were all cheering as Yamcha descended.
“Alright!” Krillan exclaims.
“Wow! Great!” Gohan adds. Suddenly, I noticed the Saibaman twitching as if to get up. It’s then I remember the Saibaman can self-destruct. Uh-oh.
“That’s two!” Nappa cries, absolutely stunned. Yamcha lands, looking at his handiwork for a moment then he turns to us.
“Wow. That was easy. Guess we’re in a different league altogether than your little green goon squad.” I narrow my eyes. I definitely didn’t like Yamcha.
“You cocky- -” Nappa begins, fist clenched.
“Nappa!” Vegeta interjects. “Relax.” He orders.
“Now then, what d’you say I take on the other four by myself?” As Yamcha spoke, the Saibaman was starting to actually move to stand. I knew then it was over for the cocky Earthling. The Saibaman would use self-destruct and Yamcha would be dead.
“Yamcha, are you nuts?!” Krillan exclaims. I grin.
“By all means, if you think you can, earthling.” I laugh. It was easy to mock someone I don’t like.
“Indeed, Sarada.” Vegeta agrees, laughing as well. “That, I’d like to see.” His grin turns sinister. “Too bad I won’t get the chance.”
“Oh, yeah? Bring ‘em on!” Yamcha shoots back. I force myself to watch as the Saibaman leaps up, almost too quick for anyone to see, latching on to Yamcha tightly.
Vegeta smirks, pleased the Saibaman was giving everything he could. Piccolo notices Vegeta’s smirk and his eyes go wide.
“It’s over.” He mumbles.
“Oh no!” Gohan cries. Piccolo was right; it was over. Yamcha could struggle all he wanted, but nothing could spare him. Seconds later, the Saibaman detonated. The Earthlings were stunned, Vegeta was still smirking.
“Well. I guess it’s a draw.” He muses, as if discussing a turn in the weather.
“Too bad.” I reply, sounding mocking but being surprisingly sad about the death. It was a horrible way to go; basically ambushed with no way to defend yourself. “I would have liked to see him try all the Saibamen.”
“Kamikaze; no way to defend.” Piccolo says, staring at the crater holding the body of his ally, laying limp and lifeless. Gohan seems pale, eyes wide in terror.
Was this his first glimpse of death?
“Is he..?” Krillan sprints over in the vain attempt to see if his friend was somehow alive. Krillan put his ear on Yamcha’s back to try and hear a heartbeat.
As reality sinks in, Krillan trembles. “No...he’s dead…” Krillan almost seems mad. I suppose I’d be mad, too, far beyond mad, if anyone killed Vegeta. I honestly don’t want to know what would happen if anyone killed Vegeta.
Shaking myself, I watch as Krillan’s fists clench and he slowly stands. Vegeta laughs beside me, but I can’t bring myself to even try to force a laugh.
“N-now, why’d yah go and have to be the hero, you big stupid jerk?” Krillan asks with a shaky voice. “It was my turn to fight! It should have been me in there!” The pang of survivor’s guilt was almost a physical blow to my chest. It was such a raw, emotional confession, and done in front of his enemies, that I couldn’t help the prickle of tears. I blink them back before anyone can see, unknowing of Namekian eyes briefly registering shock in my direction before returning to his grieving companion.
I’m reminded, watching Krillan on the verge of a breakdown, that they have matching outfits.
Likely, that means they fought together, training together and forming a friendship.
A friendship cut off too soon. The weight sinks onto my shoulders and I remain quiet. Krillan’s grief morphs into almost anger then. “You hear that, Yamcha?! You can’t die! It should’ve been me! It should’ve been me!” I sigh.
“Oh, shut up!” Nappa roars suddenly, tired of Krillan’s display. “It doesn’t make any difference how goes down first!” He growls. “Don’t you get it?! You’re all gonna die in the end!”
“Calm down, Nappa.” Vegeta orders. “Give them a moment to clear this trash off the battlefield.” I roll my eyes. Vegeta was always insensitive. That’s why I don’t talk to him about anything emotional or vulnerable.
He would think I’m weak, and I can’t afford to be seen as weak. So I remain quiet when I want to speak up. Krillan stands up, clearly enraged by Vegeta’s callous statement.
“How dare you!” Krillan growls. He turns to his allies. “You guys stay outta this!” He snaps. “This is between me and them now!” He looks at his dead friend. “Okay...this one’s for you, buddy. I won’t let you down again.”
“You’re right. You won’t live long enough to let anyone down again.” I taunt. If he was angered, he might be able to unleash a better attack and maybe he could win. Who knows?
“Shut up!” Krillan barks. “Now c’mon! I’m ready!” I cross my arms. If he wanted to throw his life away trying to deal with four Saibamen all at once, by all means, I wouldn’t stop him. He was far too blinded by grief and rage to listen to reason anyway. “I’ll take on all four of those goons at once!” Krillan challenges. I must admit, he had a lot of guts when he was this angered. “Just like Yamcha was gonna do.”
“Careful.” I call before I can stop myself. “Yamcha was cocky, and look where that got him.” I make it sound like a taunt, but I meant the warning. He didn’t have to needlessly die, especially not like this.
However, Krillan’s hands go up, energy glowing off his skin as he powers up for his fight. “You need to shut up! Send out the goon squad already!” Krillan roars at me. I blink. He really wanted to take them all on…
The poor fool would never make it out alive. He was doomed.
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