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princess-of-the-corner · 12 days

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Amnesia!Dabi: Twice

Ok, so. This entered my head and will not leave, so. Tell me how likely this seems, I guess.

One of the things I genuinely love about canon MHA is Himiko and Twice’s relationship. How supportive they are of each other, and how they stick together. They are just … weirdly wholesome? Very big brother, little sister? In CC, they won’t have this relationship of course (and I mourn quietly), but seeing it potentially die in Amnesia!Dabi made me sad, so. Anyway.

The Touya Is Alive Thing is public. The Toga’s interview has gone live. U.A. is suing them in court. Magne took off. Things are going … poorly, for the League of Villains. Shig is doing REAL bad right now. Spinner and Kurogiri are doing their best to help him, but they know the only thing that will really help … well. It’s not exactly an OPTION right now (though it doesn’t stop Spinner from imagining shooting AfO in the head, or Kurogiri from wishing he would). And Twice. Twice is doing REAL BAD.

He’s conflicted. Uncertain. All the regular shit. But worse than that … So, Twice’s Quirk. That’s the big gun that the LoV has right now. Or it would be, if Jin could use it properly. And, like, none of the LoV are blaming him, they know this shit is hard for him. They’re cool helping him work his shit out.

AfO is not.

He might be in prison, but, well, we all know that isn’t actually that effective. He manages a contact. A quick one. It’s all it takes.

A week later, Himiko is walking back to the Todoroki house with Fuyumi. They were having a “girls day”, trying to distract from the legal shit show that Himiko is stuck in. They met up with some of Shoto’s classmates, and it wasn’t even as awkward as it could have been. Himiko is feeling … not great, but not bad. She’s optimistic. Maybe we’ll get through this-

There’s commotion. Noise. Natsuo sounds panicked, and his boyfriend doesn’t sound much better. The girls exchange glances, and hurry up to the house … and Himiko can’t breathe.

There’s so much blood.

She’s moving before she really thinks about it. Knife out, poking holes in a new shirt (which one, doesn’t matter), making a makeshift mask. She’s shaking, but her hands are steady as she puts it over Jin’s head. As always, it calms him. Let’s Yosuke and Natsuo get to work on the frankly staggering number of injuries he has (how did he get here? how did he even know where to go? how is he not dead??). Himiko can only sit there, holding his hand, while Fuyumi frantically calls Endeavour, emergency services, Dabi/Toya, SOMEONE. Then she realizes Jin is talking. Mumbling.

“-real, I’m the real one, real one, the real one, I��m real, I’m real-”

He’s scratching at his arms. Twitching. It’s takes Himiko a minute to realize what he’s trying - and failing - to do.

Twice can’t use his Quirk anymore.

It was stolen.

(In a hideout, Spinner stomps out of Jin’s room, angry and hurt. Left without even saying GOODBYE, even Magne told them to their FACES she was going.

Shig’s face crumples when he’s told. Compress tenses. Kurogiri is quiet.

He keeps silent, about The blank spot in his memory. About the fact he made a portal recently, but doesn’t remember how or where.

He can only hope he’s wrong.)

(A certain doctor wonders if their security really IS that bad, because this KEEPS HAPPENING-)

OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHHOHOHOHOOHHO

YES! YES!!!!!!!

Like on one hand I’m kinda sad that Chaos Children doesn’t have the ‘Himiko sees the LoV as family’ bit. On the other hand, bold of you to assume I won’t work her bonding with the LoV into the plot!

BUT ALSO OOF OUCH MY HEART

#submission #amnesia!dabi

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kanerallels · 1 month

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Good news: I'm FINALLY contributing to Magical March! Today's prompt from @monthly-challenge is Ocean, and I wrote a story about some of my OCs from my Fantasy Adventures With Waffles story!

(@taleweaver-ramblings you showed interest in this universe once and I retain that kind of thing way too easily SO get tagged, feel free to ignore it!)

(for context this is about the fantasy UPS driver and her perpetual stressed out apprentice, original post about them here!)

When Trey woke up on the cot tucked in the back of the shelter on Adelis’s raft, he could tell something was different. What, he wasn’t exactly sure. He’d been traveling as her apprentice for two weeks now, and he was still getting used to the day to day changes.

But there was something off. Trey hopped out of bed. He slept fully clothed, in case they had to make a late night delivery, or a posse of Colin’s exes showed up to kill him and they had to run for it. Luckily, only one of those had actually occurred. Yet.

The wood of the deck was rough underfoot, but Trey was used to going barefoot. It didn’t bother him at all. Stepping out of the shelter, he squinted in the morning light.

Adelis was already up, as she always was. In her steering position she stood tall, her multi-colored cloak fluttering in the breeze. “Good morning,” she greeted Trey, sending him a smile.

“Morning,” he said, holding back a yawn. “Morning, Colin.”

The golden-haired selkie gave a lazy salute from his position lounging against one of the stacks of packages strapped to the deck. Colin liked to give the impression of uselessness, but it hadn’t taken long for Trey to realize that he was always up to something.

Generally, that something was trying to see how many females of any species he could flirt with in each town. But sometimes it was something genuinely useful and productive.

“Are you hungry?” Adelis asked him. “Colin was just thinking of rustling up some breakfast.”

“You have two choices,” Colin told him. “Leftover soup from last night, or… that’s it. Okay, there’s also dipping into our dried food reserves if you want to ruin your own life. We really need more supplies, Del.”

Nodding as she expertly maneuvered them around a corner, Adelis said, “I know. We should make it to Bethany today. Care to take a guess at how soon?”

Colin frowned thoughtfully. Tilting his head to the side, he sniffed, taking in a long draught of the fresh air. “Hmm… I do smell the ocean. Early afternoon, maybe?”

“The ocean?” Trey said, his eyes widening. Maybe that was what was different— now that he thought about it, there was a slight tang on the breeze. “Are— are we going to see it today?”

“Absolutely,” Colin said, an unusual smile crossing his face. Most of the time it was sardonic or charming. This was genuine, joyful. “It’s been too long.”

“You’ll get your share of it once we get to Bethany,” Adelis told him. “We’ll be taking a coast run, dropping off packages to quite a few of the coastal cities.”

Rubbing his hands together gleefully, Colin said, “Excellent. I can’t wait. Trey, are you excited?”

“I… think so?” Trey said tentatively. “I’ve never seen it before.”

Colin sat bolt upright, his gaze locking onto Trey with utter horror. “You— what? You’ve never seen the ocean?”

“That’s not uncommon,” Adelis assured him. “But I think you’ll like it— you handled the river travel well enough, so you’ll probably be able to deal with any potential sea sickness.”

“Adelis! He’s never seen the OCEAN? But— we live on an island!”

Rolling her eyes, Adelis said, “It’s a big island, Colin.”

“And I’ve never left my home village before now,” Trey reminded him.

“Right,” Colin said, still looking shaken. “Skies, I can’t imagine.” A smile crossing his face, he said, “You’re going to love it.”

As he got up and headed into the shelter, Trey looked at Adelis questioningly. “Am I?” he asked in an undertone. “Or is this a Colin thing?”

Adelis laughed. “A little of both. He’s a selkie, so he grew up in the ocean. The idea of being permanently landlocked is terrible for him— and having never seen the ocean is unthinkable. But I think you’ll enjoy the ocean. It’s a beautiful and powerful sight.”

“What’s it like?” Trey asked.

Adelis thought for a moment. “You know those massive banyan trees that grow near your village? The ones that are so big that three of your tallest men can’t wrap their arms around it, with leaves the size of your face?”

“Yeah,” Trey said.

“It’s like standing underneath one and looking up.”

This told Trey approximately nothing, but that wasn’t really new for Adelis. She could be a little vaguely cryptic sometimes, and said some pretty strange stuff. Colin had theorized that it had something to do with her being half Fae, but Trey thought it was probably just how she was. In this situation, he didn’t really mind, and contented himself with waiting.

The morning slipped by peacefully— the three of them had an unorthodox breakfast and then Trey worked on sorting packages for their next stop in the town of Bethany, while Adelis checked them against her manifest. Colin was put in charge of steering, with dire warnings about what would happen if he started messing around.

They were halfway through their work when Colin, who’d been singing one of his sea songs to himself, stopped short. “Ocean, ho!” he said, his voice delighted.

Trey looked up from his work and followed Colin’s pointing hand. His eyes went wide at the sight before him.

They’d crested the top of a hill. From there, the river wound its way down, cutting a silvery scar across the green treetops. And at one point, it widened out, and the land just… stopped.

Past it was water, more than Trey had ever seen in his life. The sunlight sparkling off of it in dazzling bright diamonds that didn’t diminish the vivid blue in the slightest. Somewhere, out in the distance, the sky and the sea met in a firm, dark line, and it was just so much. Suddenly Trey thought he knew what Adelis had meant earlier.

“Isn’t she beautiful?” Colin said happily. “And look— you can see Bethany off to the right!”

Trey took a moment to look towards where a large, walled city followed the curve of the coast. Clusters of white specks moved around it in the water, and it took Trey a moment to realize they were sailing ships, cutting through the waves like a bird through the sky.

“Wow,” he breathed.

“Wait until you see it up close,” Adelis said, her voice knowing. “We’ll spend the night on the shore before we head into Bethany tomorrow— our last night of peace.”

Colin let out a delighted whoop, and Trey almost felt like following suit. The idea of being so close to the vast expanse before them was incredible, if a little terrifying.

Adelis took over steering, and they slipped down the sloping hill with ease, following the curves gently. The mouth of the river was a few miles away from the walled city of Bethany, and Adelis pulled them in on the other side.

At this point, Trey could barely tear his gaze away from the ocean. The deep rush of the waves and the salty taste of the air enthralled him— he’d really never seen anything like it before.

Colin seemed just as excited, bouncing up and down on his heels as he stared out across the sandy beach. He had a familiar jacket slung over one shoulder— his selkie skin, Trey realized, glamored to appear like whatever outerwear would blend in best. At the moment, it was a soft tawny colored undercoat.

“Hey,” Adelis said, pulling both of their attention from the ocean. Looking amused, she said, “Help me secure the raft, and you’re both relieved of duty.”

Colin immediately scrambled to help, and Trey followed suit hurriedly. Before long they had the raft safely secured to the shore and checked to make sure the packages were safe. But even then, Colin shot Adelis a questioning look, edging closer to the nearby beach.

Grinning, she said, “Go already.”

The words were no sooner out of her mouth than he let out a whoop and took off towards the water, sand spraying up from under his feet. Trey watched as he plunged into the waves without removing his clothing, and disappeared into the water a few seconds later.

Glancing at Adelis, he said, “Is he—”

“He’ll be back in a little while, probably with dinner,” she said. “If you want to go, too, go ahead— I have a few things to finish up here, but I’ll join you soon.”

Trey hesitated for a minute, almost tempted to wait for her. But the rhythmic voice of the ocean was calling, and finally he headed away from the raft and towards the sea shore.

The banks of the river had been grassy, but that gave way to soft, loose sand as Trey approached the water. It slipped and slid underfoot, impeding his progress. But it wasn’t long before he made it to firmer ground, the sand wet from the pounding waves and easier to walk on.

Cautiously, he approached the water. He could smell the salt, as well as a distinctly fishy smell that was just shy of unpleasant. But with the late afternoon sun beating down on him and the breeze ruffling his hair, Trey really couldn’t complain. As he grew closer to the water, he noticed bumps in the sand— shells, he realized, but not like the river oysters or snails he was used to.

Bending down, he picked one up— a creamy white, concave shell— and was so busy studying it he almost didn’t notice when the first wave washed over his feet. Almost— the cold shocked him, and he actually jumped into the air, landing with a subdued splash as the water washed away again. Trey gazed, wide eyed, as another wave came roaring towards him, only to slowly lose momentum as it thundered across the beach. By the time it reached him it was only energetic enough to wash over his toes, lapping at his ankles.

Gazing out at the blue-green expanse before him in wonder, Trey breathed the sea air in deeply, listening to the roar of the ocean. It’s incredible. It’s beautiful, he thought. But it was more than that. It was more than just words could describe. It was simply too big for that.

He caught sight of a flash of movement out in the waves— tawny gold fur and the flick of a tail. Colin, he realized. The selkie was in his seal shape, and was also heading straight towards him.

When the water got too shallow, the seal ducked under one last time, and Colin came up, shaking water from his hair and sputtering. “Tell Del I’m working on dinner,” he said with a sharp grin. “Any chance you can bring her the fish as I catch ‘em?”

“Sure,” Trey said, finding he didn’t mind an excuse to stay by the water as long as possible.

Before long, Adelis joined him, and they spent the rest of the afternoon splashing around the shallows, collecting the fish Colin brought them and overall enjoying themselves immensely.

By the time they’d gotten enough for dinner, the sun had sunk to just above the water and was burning a glorious shade of red-orange. Adelis led the way back to their campsite, Colin still dripping but looking far happier than Trey had ever seen him. He cleaned the fish while Adelis and Trey built a fire, then rummaged around in their stores to see what they had to best cook fish.

Eventually they decided to wrap it in leaves filled with salt and spices and some slices of a rather shriveled lemon Adelis found, then buried it in the coals and waited for it to cook.

As they waited, they watched the sun sink into the ocean, bleeding gorgeous shades of scarlet and gold across the waves. Letting out a long sigh, Colin said, “There’s no sunset like an ocean sunset. It’s even better when you’re out there in the middle of it.”

Adelis nodded in agreement. “The best ones are on the coast of Wrinhart, though. That’s the island where I grew up,” she explained to Trey. “We’ll go there someday soon. It’s beautiful, and these stunning white flowers grow along the shoreline. Sometimes it looks like it’s snowed, there’s so many of them.”

“That sounds amazing,” Trey said.

“It is.”

It wasn’t long before the fish was ready, and they all enjoyed themselves carefully eating the white, flaky meat, trying not to burn their fingers or their mouths. It was one of the best things Trey had ever eaten, with the evening breeze whispering around them and the waves singing to them from a distance.

There were days when he was still scared of the crazy adventure he’d ended up on. Of everything that could possibly go wrong— and there was a lot.

But the days like this made everything else fiercely worth it. There was no question about it.

#monthly challenge #magicalmarch2024 #fantasy adventures with waffles #writing stories is a kind of magic too

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episodicnostalgia · 7 months

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Star Trek: The Next Generation, 110 (Nov. 28, 1987) - “Haven”

Written by: Tracy Torme Directed by: Richard Compton

The Breakdown

In this episode we find out that Deanna Troi is ‘genetically betrothed’ to some dorky space-nerd named Wyatt, as per Betazed tradition (even though Wyatt is human) overseen by her Mom (Lwaxana). Apparently Betazoid marriages also come with the expectation of the wife leaving her career behind, which Deanna doesn’t seem too happy about. To make matters even more awkward, Wyatt is coming to the ship with his family (and Deanna’s mom) to meet Deanna for *checks notes* the very first time? Yep. That’s right, this is the first time they’ve ever even laid eyes on each other. In addition to this awkwardness Lwaxana’s arrival makes matters only worse as she proceeds to ridicule everyone who isn’t a telepath for being so obviously inferior. But she’s definitely not being rude, because this is just *checks notes* how Betazoids are… which I guess makes it not bigoted or xenophobic at all.

While Lwaxana makes every effort to be offend anyone she talks to, we find out that Wyatt is more-than-a-little surprised that Deanna isn’t how he imagined. You see, apparently he’s had a vivid-life-long-dream about some random blonde woman he’s never met (haven’t we all?), and so naturally concluded he was accurately imagining Deanna the whole time. Chalking up his mystery woman to nothing more than a silly fantasy, Wyatt decides to settle for Deanna since she is very pretty, and that has to count for something. Unfortunately, just as the two love birds are warming up to each other, Wyatt’s mystery blonde woman arrives on a refugee ship and immediately recognizes him; as it happens, she’s also had life-long dreams about him, which is a pretty remarkable coincidence!

And the explanation for all this… *checks notes* spontaneous space telepathy. Yep, that’s what we’re going with. According to Lwaxana, apparently we all have some kind of universal telepathy deep down inside of us. At any rate, that’s enough of an explanation for Wyatt, who packs up to follow the hot blon- er- his destiny.

The Verdict

One would think that ‘Haven’ might offer a decent opportunity to flesh our Deanna’s character, but nah. Why do that when there are still male guest stars, and love interests to focus on? I do genuinely try to find the good in these old episodes, but this one is a dud. My biggest points of contention are in the portrayals of Lwaxana (specifically), and the Betazoid’s (generally).

For starters, Lwaxana is exceptionally rude; she’s condescending, hostile, and has no regard for anyone else’s feelings. I don’t care that “She’s telepathic and therefore thinks differently,” she’s completely bigoted towards anyone who isn’t Betazoid, and it’s clearly spiteful. The episode tries to play it off as comic relief, but based on this episode alone Lwaxana exhibits more potential for becoming an arch nemesis than the Ferengi ever will.

Secondly, Betazed may have a unique culture, but perhaps the federation should think twice before inducting other civilizations with such draconian marriage practices into their ranks. It would all be one thing if Deanna was happy with the arrangement, but she clearly doesn't want to get married. So why must she? Why such pressure? Shouldn’t freedom of choice weigh in to all federation cultures, without risking ostracization or criticism? Even Picard is like “hey, this seems kinda questionable. I wonder if this should be allowed” but that’s as far as we’ll explore such topics, because we have a LOVE TRIANGLE to get back to! Yay! (more on that below)

1 star (out of 5)

Additional Observations:

This is Lwaxana’s first appearance. My familiarity with this character is mostly from DS9, where I found her occasionally amusing, if exasperating, so I never quite understood the hate she got from other fans. Now I get it.

Space love triangle: Riker is too busy feeling jealous of Wyatt to consider how this may be affecting the woman he supposedly loves. Deanna even calls him out by stating “YOU’RE the one who wanted to focus on a career,” to which Riker essentially retorts with “Yeah, but this is hard on ME!” Real mature, dude.

This season really has a fixation for alien races that are just hot white people in revealing clothing. Which leads as a nice segway into my next point…

This show is VERY horny, but repressively so. The crew all seem to have a “live and let live” mentality towards others (which is usually good), but are very restrictive and emotionally stunted in their own self-expression.

On the other hand, Lwaxana talks about her naked body and sex life WAY too much. She’s obviously making the crew uncomfortable, and it’s clearly intentional.

Data’s fascination over “petty squabbling” cracks me up though. Solid comedic performance from Brent Spiner.

#star trek the next generation #tng season 1 #haven #retro review #star trek review #star trek tng #star trek #80's tv #80s tv series #80s tv shows #tv review #deanna troi #betazoid #betazed #lwaxana troi #telepathy #tracy torme #richard compton #episodic nostalgia

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amyyythestarry · 8 months

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Any Tsukasa and Mitsuba thoughts? Headcanons, whatever?

AHHHHHHH!

YES YES YES YES YES!! ( x1000 )

I’M SO GLAD SOMEONE ASKED ME THIS!

I’ll start with the thoughts!

I think Tsukasa and Mitsuba have a lot of best friend potential! Because think about it, Tsukasa helps Mitsuba with a lot of stuff, and they do a lot of stuff together!

Like how Tsukasa grants Mitsuba wish.

I see too many people saying that Tsukasa was ‘oh so cruel’ for doing that, but they never realized that it’s all thanks to him that Mitsuba is still here.

He provided Mitsuba privileges that he would have never got from anyone else.

Kou didn’t have the same abilities as Tsukasa, and Hanako didn’t give a sh** about whatever Mitsuba had going on. He also doesn’t grant supernatural/apparitions’ wishes.

This was bada** though.

Hanako believes death is the end, and Tsukasa believes you could do more if wanted.

I think the ‘moving on without me’ is just him saying that you can’t make a wish and then completely forget about it and the consequences.

Because Mitsuba’s rumor was something about a boy haunting the school entrance. The Broadcast group made that up for him, so he could have some position in the near shore and exist in people’s memories like he wanted.

I guess we’ll never know who that would’ve played out though.

Now I do think he could have been a little bit nicer about this, but that’s Tsukasa for you.

But even though he’s a little bit cruel, I feel like it’s the lack of empathy. And it’s ok to have less empathy than others.

He’s still so supportive! Encouraging Mitsuba to make friends! How nice. And forgiving him for whatever he could do to people. He’s such a sweetheart!!

Then after this whole thing, the Hell Of Mirrors arc comes and other Mitsuba gets even stronger. Thanks to Tsukasa!

He’s very genuine. Just genuine interest of what’s going to happen.

Seeeeee!!!

Besties!!!

There is definitely this sort of boundary between them that stops them from being better friends. I really hope that flips around and they can actually be the best of friends. But honestly with how the manga is going right now I don’t think they’ll have a chance.

I’ll still hope though!

Now to headcanons!

Since Mitsuba and Tsukasa have a special place in my heart, they also have very special roles in my aus.

Summer Camp Hanako-kun, New Blues, my new and very unthought of Halloween au, and other ones that just come and go in my head or have no official plots once so ever.

At least not yet. Maybe.

But I will go through each of the official ones. And the Halloween one, even though it’s not fully thought of.

Their friendship in New Blues starts from 5th grade, like in the Halloween au and probably every modern au I’ll make. Like Summer Camp.

They met in after school detention, like in my Halloween au. Mitsuba goes there because of tardiness and Tsukasa goes there because he got into fights with some of his bullies.

PS, his bullies started the fight.

Mitsuba’s heard of the fight that happened around 2:30, passing period.

Mitsuba asks questions about the fight, Tsukasa answers them with no offenses.

After detention Tsukasa sees their interaction as potential friendship, and they interact even more.

Then they start becoming friends because of number exchanges, hangouts at free periods, group projects/work, ect.

And then boom, their besties!

In Summer Camp, they meet in 5th grade again ( It’s gonna be the same thing with every modern au I pretty sure ). This time it’s because of a group project though.

The teacher assigns the partners. Since there was an uneven number of students, Tsukasa was the only one without partners ( Groups had 3 people ), so the teacher let him choose which group he wanted to be apart of.

Nobody wanted to be his partner though, so when he went over to Mitsuba and rando character, Mitsuba didn’t really complain but rando did.

They exchanged numbers but since rando didn’t know Mitsuba and didn’t like Tsukasa they didn’t participate in the project that much.

They ended up guilt tripping Tsukasa to not to tell the teacher they didn’t participate, but they didn’t get to Mitsuba and he told.

Got a F while the boys got high Bs.

Then they started talking a lot and became besties.

The rest of my aus where there relationship is important ( Which is literally all of them ) are just not fully thought of yet.

Maybe except for this one I didn’t say anything about called Desolate au, I can’t explain the whole thing now because this is about TsuMitsu but I probably will one day!

Also I decided to call them the ‘Magenta Duo’ because pink and purple makes magenta, I also didn’t know what else to call them.

I ship them platonically and romantically!

HAVE A GOOD DAY/NIGHT/ECT!

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ryuichirou · 1 year

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Could I ask if you have opinions on trey/vil? I hardly find anything (good) for them, but there's a lot in-game potential for the two, and I wanna know what you think!

I, for one, just think it would be sweet for Trey to be simultaneously doting and selfish regarding Vil, and for Vil to love being spoiled but being somewhat overwhelmed by the amount of sweets he's being snuck lol

You know, Anon, I am at the same time surprised and not surprised by the fact that there isn’t much fan content for these two. In any case, it is a shame that there isn’t a lot of good stuff with any rare ship...

We haven’t seen a lot of their interactions, I think we’ve read parts of some vignettes very early on, when we didn’t know either Trey or Vil all that much… but Trey does seem to pop up here in there, doesn’t he?

Their relationship dynamic would be interesting, since the way they express their feelings is quite different. Like you said, Trey is very spoiling and doting, and while Vil would appreciate this kind of attention, the fact that Trey’s main love language is baking and feeding would probably be a source of conflict. Once again, I don’t know Trey all that well, but I feel like he is the type that would end up babying his love interest a little bit too much for Vil’s liking. Which isn’t a bad thing for a ship, it’s good that there is something to chew on. The fact that Trey also has a selfish side is also a good thing worth exploring, and I believe Vil would like it even better.

Oh, if I remember correctly, Vil did say something about Trey always doing that in chapter 5, when the Heartslabyul boys brought the sweets he made for everyone. Typical Trey, always baking ‘em pies lol Vil will definitely be overwhelmed and find himself waking up in a room full of baked goods one day.

At the same time, reading through Vil’s birthday vignette again just now, Vil seems quite playful and teasing with Trey. Maybe he just was in a very good mood that day lol, but I can still picture them being flirty with each other and genuinely liking each other, be it serious or not. I don’t know, Trey is funny to me, I guess he is just naturally handsome in-universe and people are kind of drawn to him, or maybe I just like it when Vil is being flirty.

So I see what you mean, Anon, there is stuff to play around with them. To be honest, I doubt we’ll get to it, simply because we have too many other ships, but for whatever it’s worth, you have my seal of approval lol

#replies

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k-s-morgan · 2 years

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PLEASE TELL US WHAT SEBASTIAN WAS GOING TO ASK CIELLLLL BEFORE CHICKENING OUT THE SUSPENSE IS KILLING ME!!!!

anyways love ur story!! I think uve answered a similar question before but since ur basing TGSTLTH off the anime, will his true form look somewhat human like in ep24 or do u picture it as something completely inhuman?

in the manga he is kinda just a black mass that can take on any form, which I kinda prefer over a human form, but im very intrigued on what ur take on it is and how ciel would react to seeing it for the first time if he hasn't already

We’ll find out in a little bit!) I’d actually be very interested in hearing my readers’ versions. Here are some thoughts of Sebastian in a scene where he and Ciel start planning their game and its rewards:

“The same rules,” Sebastian echoed. Interesting. How much was such a prize worth to him? Was there anything he wanted to know about his Master, something that the boy would be reluctant to tell him unless forced?

Not truly. Ciel Phantomhive was a formidable master, but in the end, he remained a human with limited capabilities. There wasn’t anything in his backstory that Sebastian might have wanted to learn, at least not enough for him to consider an answer a prize.

On the other hand, who said that the purpose of the questions had to lie in obtaining new knowledge? It could be anything. Sebastian could choose a question with the aim to humiliate, embarrass, or possibly break.

A darker exhilaration blossomed in him, the potential questions swirling in a toxic, endless cycle inside his mind.

The possibilities a victory in this game could bring… It had the power to solidify his position and knock the ground from under his Master’s feet. There would be no more moments where Sebastian was forced to second-guess himself, no more instances where the boy’s remarks made him feel self-conscious. No insults that could genuinely sting because after his questions, Ciel Phantomhive would be too humiliated to even look at him directly.

As for Sebastian’s true form, I have a post discussing it here if you’re interested! Ciel, I think, will be enamoured and fascinated the first time he sees it. He really seems to have a fixation on it, at least in my story :D

#my fics #sebaciel #black butler

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trans-blake-thorburn · 1 year

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finished episode 1 of yellowjackets! my thoughts so far:

- jackie seems like a good person and somewhat solid leader of the team/group. given that we know this show devolves into cannibalism and fur costumes and misty having a good time, she’s either going to undergo a serious corruption arc and her leadership will be twisted into her leading them as a cult in an effort to make sure they survive, gradually taking worse and worse measures to achieve that goal, or just dying

- we’ve only seen three girls alive in 2021 so far, but it’s unclear how many (if any) of the others survived, which i think is on purpose since the first few deaths will be a surprise. that’s also, i think, why we didn’t see the face of the dark-haired girl who got eaten in the pilot - we know that at least three of them survive, at least one dies, and there are only a handful left to eat the body.

- jackie not keeping contact with shauna and shauna being... kinda screwed up in 2021 seems to suggest that she’s either dead or one or both of them completely cut the other out of their life. also the fact that jackie wasn’t the first one that shauna approached when “reconnecting” reinforces this

- i... don’t really get shauna, to be honest. like, i know that this show is apparently gay in addition to extremely fucked up, so i went through most of the episode thinking she had an unrequited crush on jackie, but then she hooked up with jackie’s boyfriend??? and this wasn’t the first time that happened??? i’m also not sure how much of her behavior in 2021 is a trauma response vs her being just kind of an abrasive jerk in general.

- allie (is that how you spell her name?) serves to show that even before the crash, the yellowjackets (some of them, anyway) were doing things that, albeit unintentionally, hurt people. there’s also dramatic irony in that her injury saved her from a far worse fate

- laura lee seems pretty one-dimensional, but she’s also the type of character (modest, nice, extremely christian) who tends to be the “final girl” in horror media, but i don’t think this show is that type of horror media. i feel like she’ll either get fleshed out, we’ll learn why she makes her religion her entire personality (or she’ll get more of a personality outside it), her religion will warp into something cultish (or, depending on your opinion, more cultish than it already was), or she’ll die. unlike jackie none of these are mutually exclusive

- taissa seems like the group’s second option for a leader, potentially coming into conflict with jackie and/or taking over her leadership role after she dies. it’ll be interesting to see how she handles her role in allie’s injury moving forward as well - whether she feels guilt, some odd form of jealousy later on, or something else entirely. in 2021, she’s outwardly much more stable than shauna, but also her relationship with her wife and son seems a little weird, so i’m guessing that’s the part of her life that bears the brunt of the post-crash trauma. also she’s gay. good for her.

- natalie’s the only one of the three survivors that we see has (presumably) platonic friends outside the team. in 1996, she’s the stereotypical teen rebel, but in 2021, the drugs and drinking she did as a teen have persisted to the point of her being in rehab. what she says in the meeting is also interesting - her having a sense of purpose after the crash implies that she had an important role in the group, but i’m not sure yet what that role would be.

- i don’t hate characters often, and especially not female characters, but i genuinely, truly, 100% hate misty. not because of the drowning mouse or her creepy smile during the cannibalism scene or anything. because she’s a nurse who abuses her patients - specifically, denying one pain medication due to perceived slights that are pretty clearly caused by her illness. soccer cults and fur masks and homoerotic cannibalism are all fairly divorced from reality, but ableism and abuse in the medical field is not only real but extremely prevalent. i’m trying to reserve judgement for all of the other girls, but at this point, i don’t think there’s anything misty could do that would redeem her in my eyes.

#yellowjackets #tw ableism #kinda

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silversnaffles · 1 year

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*sigh* guess I have to stop shit posting on here and start posting about horses again now y’all are crawling back (I’m kidding lmao I’m happy people are coming back to tumblr)

I do actually want to post about my life with the horses again im just burnt out by social media, y’know? And it sucks lol I’ll get back on it. I just need to treat tumblr how I used to, and get back into the swing of it.

I currently only really lurk on here to satiate whatever brainrot I have going on as tumblr always has the best fanfiction and art, but it’s time to get back to business baby

For a quick summary: I still have Amera, Tara, Jim, and Sage - Sage is currently on loan on the same yard as the other ponies, I’m unsure whether he’ll be staying under that persons care or not. It depends on them, but tbh I kinda miss having him all to myself lmao brat Hannah coming in strong. In all honesty, I’m not actually sure how dedicated they are to him anymore, which is fine. They also said something drunk to my mum the other week which did upset me though - saying that he’s quirky and “not even Hannah wants him” which really upset me. I only let them have him on loan as I was worried he needed more attention than what I could give him at the time and they seemed to love him as much as I do. Sage is my darling (and he’s not actually quirky but that’s an issue for another time). But hey maybe it’ll work out, I do care about his loaners a lot. They are good friends, I just worry about my horses. But hey, who doesn’t?

I’ll do a proper post on this update soon, but unfortunately I lost Kosha last month. I couldn’t bring myself to post about losing him properly - I just did sort of announcements on ig stories and on my Twitter. It was rough. Unsure of whether it was an benign tumour from his Cushings or potentially acorn poisoning (huge rise in that locally) but he was put to sleep last month. 20 years together 💔

I now live in Norway! Once my residency is officially approved (meeting in Jan - kept getting postponed thanks to covid and I got stuck in the uk for almost 2 years, and I currently pay 50% tax until I get my national ID and don’t have to use a Dnumber anymore yikes), I’ll be putting money to the side to move ponies over here! The plan is to get Jim here first, then Tara. I’m currently only able to have 3 over here, so if Sage stays on loan I’ll bring Amera over, but if I take Sage back then he’ll move over here. Amera will then stay with my mum, and I can cuddle her whenever I go home. Whilst I’d love to have all four here, Im not sure I’ll be able to afford it. Three will be a push. I’ll see how I go financially I’ll talk it through with my boss if I think I can afford it. Otherwise I’d prioritise Sage over Amera purely because my mum gets along with Amera better and honestly I don’t think Amera cares that much about being ridden y’know? I mean no horse really does but she has a genuine lack of interest in it and loves living in a big herd and just getting the regular cuddles and weekly grooming sessions. So we’ll see what happens there. They’ll still get herd turnout here in Norway, it just won’t be grazing all year bc of snow etc, they have like gravel paddocks with smaller herds (they’re currently in a herd of around 16?? Idk I haven’t counted in a while whereas here the biggest herd is a herd of 6) and then grazing for the spring, summer, and autumn.

Anyway that’s all I can think of for now! Hopefully I can get my ass into gear, tidy up ol’ silversnaffles and start posting properly again!!!

#hannah rambles #Big updates #i just went through and deleted most of my non-horsey reblogs from this year #we are CLEANING

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demadogs · 2 years

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Hi!

So you answered an ask a little while ago where you said that you don’t think s1 has any Byler content/doesn’t really hint to it, but that it may contain hints that Mike is gay.

Given the fact that in Will’s original character description it said he struggles with his sexuality, and that in the actual show numerous characters make references to it (“Lonnie used to call him a f*g” “Will’s in fairy land all happy and gay”) does that change anything for you?

Like if s1 definitely hints to Will being gay and possibly hints to Mike being gay as well, would that imply that the intention from the start was to make them a couple and that there is Byler evidence in s1? Or would that be more of a coincidence/otherwise unintentional?

Thanks! Love your blog/theories, I was just curious about this certain topic :) <3

i do think the duffers intended byler from the start!! i guess i didnt make that clear but i totally do and i only mentioned mike in that other ask bc i thought will was more obvious but yeah wills been hinted at being gay since the very first episode. i just think in comparison to seasons 2 and 3 i dont see why deep diving into s1 all that much for byler content is necessary when we have sooo much for the other seasons.

in s1 before they realize the actual situation, mike is mourning his best friend. some people take the scene of him looking at his drawings and try to make it gay but like hes an 11 year old kid who thinks his best friend just died. i think hes responding the way anyone would?? and theyre showing his response instead of lucas or dustin just cuz he has a bigger role that season. i dont like when people are like “look hes stroking his hands over wills drawings!! he loves him!!” like bro he thinks he just DIED like?? thats grieving not pining.

i dont think the duffers put anything that could hint at byler in the first season bc they didnt know how huge this would be. also they had to have his storyline with el being a love interest so if they made other feelings for someone else obvious it would just be confusing. but when they became the biggest netflix show of all time just after one season they were like “ok we’ll be renewed every time we can start foreshadowing this relationship thats at least two seasons away from actually happening”.

some things tho that i can see peoples point on for mike potentially being gay is the fact that el is mistaken for a boy so many times and when mike pushes troy after he said homophobic stuff about will. also there are some things that could hint at mike just feeling like he SHOULD like el cuz shes a girl and he genuinely does care about her but not romantically. like when lucas said something like “youre just happy a girls not grossed out by you”. he didnt mention his feelings at all just him liking the idea of being with a girl. not that i think lucas knew anything about it, i just think it was interesting writing. but will telling mike he rolled a 7?? and will hugging him in the hospital after he nearly died in an evil alternate dimension???? thats not queercoding that what any best friend would do.

#stranger things #byler #eden answers

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minimoefoe · 2 years

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Thirteen Era Rewatch: Once, Upon Time

I'm re-watching Thirteen's era in lead up to the Centenary and since this is likely going to be my last full re-watch for a while I thought I'd do a post on each ep where I just go over all the things I love, hate or just have some general thoughts on.

When S13 aired I made a posts similar to this after re-watching each ep before the next one came out. The Once, Upon Time post can be found HERE.

I love the first scene where we find out what 13 is thinking. Pretty cool

This scene has always shat me up bc I feel like we barely ever see Yaz laugh and here she’s fully laughing idek. I know it’s not Actually Yaz which ofc adds to why her vibe is different but idk something about it gets me

One time someone genuinely said that this moment was Chib spreading some kind of agenda about how there’s something wrong with ppl who aren’t married and I was like…she’s clearly just messing with him/flirting a bit are you actually braindead

Yaz why is your coworker getting all up in your business like that hm

This actually kills me

I love when the Tunnel guy rocks up ngl

So Yaz is defo in her future house, right? I wonder if it will come back in PotD or if will end up just being a potential future of hers and she doesn’t actually end up there. I think seeing it again would be really cool tbh

Cutting between 13 and Fugitive is cool. Also showing Fugitive while saying this line was a Choice if ever I’ve seen one

I kinda wish we saw more Fugitive in that scene, like once it’s established that 13 is there re-living it, we cut to seeing Fugitive all the time but also I do like the cutting between both so meh it’s not the end of the world

Old swarm looks gross as fuck tbh

I love that switching between 13 and Fugitive kinda shows the differences in them. Like when 13 is threatening Swarm and Azure she comes off as way more aggressive whereas Fugitive is just calm as fuck saying what needs to be said idk. It’s cool

Not to be going on about missing shots lmao but there’s no way all those Cybermen missed their shots AND Bel managed to kill them all. I’m not a freak so idc that much but I do think it’s kinda funny

I like that we know why Vinder was sent out there and I like that part the Grand Serpent plays in it but idk why the GS needs to be in the series anymore than that tbh. Idk. I can’t fully remember what part he plays in the next few eps so I guess we’ll see if I change my mind

Obsessed with how desperate she is here. Also the way Yaz says ‘all right’ after. Ugh. Like we know Yaz has been getting annoyed with the Doctor this series but she’s still trying her best to help even tho 13 keeps shutting her out

‘Reintroduced’… So, she was the one who let Swarm escape? Is that right? Am I dumb? Bc when I watched 13.01 I was like well why did he choose now to escape, like what changed. But I guess this is it lmao

Do as you’re told !! Also love that Dan doesn’t listen to what she says straight away bc he doesn’t really know her and like doesn’t care as much about what she’s telling him to do

I don’t get what’s funny/bad about this line ngl

I also don’t get how she hasn’t seen Vinder in ages but she is pregnant and not even showing. Like I know she’s not human so maybe it works a bit differently but idk, it’s a bit off

This ep has never been my fave of the series but idk. I don’t really have anything massive to complain about. It’s cool. I think it does pretty good at switching between each memory. At one point I used to think Bel and Vinder’s story was a waste of time bc it’s not massively plot related and part of me does still think that a bit, like I know that’s how serialised shows work, introducing different stories, but like, it’s not fully necessary is it. I don’t mind it too much tho bc I do agree that not every story NEEDS to be related massively to the plot and I do like the stuff with Bel and Vinder but

lso time taken away from 13 Yaz and Dan is never gonna be 10/10 in my book

#doctor who #thirteenth doctor #yasmin khan #dan lewis #dw meta #nataliechats

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how do you feel about everything that's gone on with the boys this year, and what do you think will happen in 2023?

Omg where do I start, it’s been such a crazy year hasn’t it? Even though I didn’t have tickets for Cardiff I was so bloody excited as after the 2021 summer shows I was missing the guys so bad. It was such a bombshell when they pulled out last minute. Ngl I was feeling quite angry with them when they stayed silent due to so many fans I’d chatted to who were flying across the world and had spent thousands of pounds for a last chance to see them. Then the silence continued I was genuinely concerned. It was kind of a relief although upsetting when Bondy made his statement because even though it was bad news it gave some clarity. I’m happy for Bob and Bondy now, the band wasn’t right for them and it’s really good to see them doing what makes them happy. I worry about Van because I think the split would have hit him the hardest. I just hope he’s okay and managed to heal/sort himself out/reflect on what happened and been able to move on.

Fiona Lee who Bob’s been recording with is bringing out new music early in 2023 so I guess we’ll hear more from him soon. It sounds like Bondy’s doing his own thing DIY style so who knows when his music will be out - maybe well into the year I guess. I have no idea with Benji, I feel maybe he’s keeping his options open as he resigned from catb LLP but then is rumoured to be still working with Van potentially looking for new band members. I think maybe Van will come back to music in some way but maybe he needs more time. Maybe he’s not ready but keeping the company going as he intends to one day - whether that will happen or not who knows. I think when he was young he was so hungry for fame but it wasn’t all he expected it to be - I think he was kind of consumed by it and made some unwise decisions and maybe lost sight of some important things for a while. I’m hoping we hear from him in 2023 - obviously new music would be a dream come true but not at the detriment of his health and well-being. It would be really good to just hear he’s doing okay ❤️

Sorry I think I just waffled on there! Do you have any predictions? How do you feel now?

#catb asks

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aphroditesacolyte · 10 months

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Meryl and Diosia

Ch 3. // Meet Me Then // Read on AO3

Masterpost

Summary: Some things cannot be escaped.

Content warnings: Menacing shenanigans, evil men being evil, other potentially unmarked things

~Approx word count: 2,900

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As much as Meryl enjoyed the late-night swims to accompany his alone time, he learned his lesson from the first two times. This time, he was going to be out safely during the day, unbothered, utterly un-endangered and peaceful, as he knew the beaches that were comfortably unused by humans. Plus, as far as he was aware, sirens were nocturnal. So, to sprawl himself out against the sand and let waves gently hug over him was fine, and made sweet by the afternoon sun. It was quite perfect, actually. Not a single threat to be seen. Now as he settled in, he was relatively used to the feeling of light spilling down his face. It was cozy.

The change from this coziness could be felt by temperature alone, but was accompanied by both a change in vision as a terrible shadow casted over him, and a notable SPLASH of the water filled him with dread. When he opened his eyes, a wave of terror washed over him and urged him to scramble up. He tried to push away, but Diosia kept along just fine, so Meryl stopped and stared.

Diosia looked much different in the daylight. Not a bad kind of different—a… a pleasant one?

I shouldn’t think like that… he scolded himself.

Whatever Meryl’s expression was, Diosia was seemingly very amused by it.

“Hello, Meryl.”

He smiled back timidly, a genuine feeling of warmth and friendliness in his chest. “Hi, Diosia.”

“I’m so glad I finally found you~“ Diosia purred. “Why, I’ve been looking all over. I’m so sad to see you’ve stopped going out at night. Forces me to wake up during the day, not all that pleasant you know.”

He took note of how Diosia quite literally stood over him, a foot planted on each side.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know you wanted to see me again.” It felt like a lie—even though it wasn’t—so he quickly corrected himself, “I-I guess I didn’t think about it.”

“Dawww, why so anxious, Meryl?” Diosia enquired, gazing down at him.

“Well,” he explained nervously through a sweet tone, “I suppose I just think if you’re so hungry that you’re hunting for a mer during the day, that might not bode well for me.”

By habit he somewhat balled himself up, his shoulders and head along with his tail tucking in timorously. He wished he could be brave.

Diosia chuckled with realization, “Oh, no. Little mer—“ Diosia began to close any sort of distance they might’ve had between each-other. “—I’m not hunting for A mer, Meryl. I’m hunting for you.”

Meryl let out a slight nervous laugh, he couldn’t help it.

“H-hunting me?”

Diosia nodded. “Of course,” Diosia stepped over and stalked around him menacingly. “I’ve a very particular craving—“ He leaned in deeply. “—and you’re just the solution.”

“I-I think you may have me confused with another mer I’m certainly—“

Diosia laughed lowly once more. “Oh hush. You’re perfect. And might I add, rather lucky, too.”

”I- lucky? How?” He asked softly.

“We’ll play a game first”—Meryl gazed at the hungry eyes with fear, but they weren’t focused on him yet—“if you answer correctly, I’ll let you go. If not…” finally the eyes set upon him. “I’ll eat you right now.”

Meryl gulped fearfully.

He replied in what was almost a whisper, “Okay… what’s the question?

Diosia seemed to walk away, wading a little deeper into the water until he suddenly whipped around, his wings tossing speckles of glittering beads through the air which practically him before Meryl could understand what happened next. The moment after he blinked a few times, and realized Diosia had joined him upon the ground to lean over him now, their faces almost deathly close. Diosia’s arms were slammed down at Meryl’s sides and kept them a little apart, but still so, so close. All he could do was stare up frightfully.

“When do you think I’ll eat you?”

He asked meekly, “That’s the question?”

Diosia nodded, waiting expectantly for an answer. Meryl could hardly focus though; he was just so close.

“I ummm…”

He tried to gauge how hungry Diosia looked, and admittedly, it wasn’t very. He looked more amused, enthralled, than anything. He’d probably have the patience for a few days if he wanted, right…?

“T-T-Two days?”

A smirk came to Diosia’s face, one satisfied and wicked.

“Two days it is then.” He declared as he stood up, still standing over Meryl.

“Wh-what?”

“Oh, I figured I’d let you choose. Now I must warn you though little mer, don’t try to escape your fate. You’ll only prolong and worsen the pain,” he then went on to add, “and I suggest not attempting to rally any sort of hunting party,” Diosia stepped over him smoothly and began to walk away before he looked back sharply. “We wouldn’t want anyone else getting hurt.”

“I agree.” He said quietly, unable to have any spine about him. But he truly didn’t want anyone getting hurt, or at least not more people than necessary.

With a tilt of his head Diosia smiled and cooed, “I knew you would, good little mer.” He turned as his wings began to twitch open before he whirled back around, seemingly forgotten something, “I’d like for you to come to me. You know where you found me first, yes?”

Meryl stared in horror, and merely compliantly nodded.

Diosia smiled. “Then I’ll see you in two days.”

Diosia quickly disappeared after that, and he stared about, still unable to truly process any of it. He was left with nothing more than the trails in the sand that Diosia’s wings left, and said trails were being quickly washed away.

Two days.

He had two days.

As the sun sunk lower and lower, so did his heart and a strange sense of hope along with it, or maybe happiness. Meryl never had two days go by so fast—days he spent very specifically pursuing friends and family, spending every second he could with them.

They enjoyed it, but seemed to understand an overarching anxiety within him, and said little of it. They probably assumed he was just feeling anxious and needed their company to distract him, which was partially true. But he needed them for a lot more than that, it’d be last he saw of them. He wanted to give them some sense of closure, moments to remember him by, and hopefully remember him well.

Tonight was the night.

He pushed the time further and further, until hardly glimmers of light were left, and then painfully told his parents and sister he was going to sleep. He wanted to sneak one last visit in with his best friend, Bondi, but he knew that wasn’t possible, and at least he saw him earlier today.

He could’ve really used the comfort then, though.

With everything rushing through his mind, his whole body felt heavy and glum. He didn’t want to move, to get up and bring himself to his death. He’d much rather stay here. Home. But he had no choice, his paranoia told him and insisted that it was dangerous to dare disobey the siren.

After all, how did Diosia find him?

An explanation ran prominently through his mind: Diosia stalked him to find where he was and where he went on a daily basis, and if that was the case then Diosia knew who his family is. If he disobeyed, his family could be in danger. There was the option of telling his father, and asking for him to protect him, but he knew that wouldn’t be protection, that would be his father going out of his way to kill Diosia. He didn’t want Diosia to get hurt either.

It was his family, Diosia, or him dying tonight.

The choice was obvious.

He lingered in his room a moment more, preparing himself to leave, but then a thought struck him. Decidedly, he turned to the stone container and pushed it over to grab something inside and clutched it carefully. Then he slowly drifted away and gazed about, and once he confirmed it was clear, darted off. He recited the way he had gone before carefully, and even while knowing it was right, felt the aching sensation of going in the wrong direction.

Compared to last time, this path was scarier. It was bleaker and more unpleasant, the moon hardly present now when just days before it had been full. The dark shadows casted by cliff and rock were even more exaggerated, and allowed fear to seep into him wretchedly.

He couldn’t even comfort himself.

It wouldn’t be okay.

There was no escape from Diosia.

When he thought that perhaps he was close enough, he let the air bite at his face as he looked about. He couldn’t see anyone, and searched on worriedly. This was the right place wasn’t-

Something grabbed him, grabbed him, and lifted him high out of the water and into the air with ease, eliciting a gasp. He heard and felt the warmth of a lowly, silky chuckle brush against his neck, to which he instinctively lifted his shoulder and scrunched in, a useless attempt at protecting it.

“D-Diosia.” He squeaked out barely, feeling terribly woozy by watching everything whiz by him.

Meryl wanted to writhe and struggle badly, but made himself submissive instead. From what he could tell, fighting would only bring him more hurt, though maybe more entertainment for Diosia. Part of him wondered, hoped, Diosia found him amusing enough to not kill. It was a stupid hope, he knew it was, but he couldn’t help it. He really wanted to believe this wasn’t it, and that he wasn’t over.

Once they came down to a flatter, though still rocky area that bordered the water he was placed down, repulsed by the sensation of the dry stone. He wasn’t sure how or why, but Diosia was very hard to keep track of, leaving him searching about worriedly.

His hands clutched harder around the objects he held. When his eyes set on Diosia, he noticed something very peculiar—a glimmering, curved silver plate with fine etching. With the most performative bow of his head and body, Diosia set the plate down before him to reveal all sorts of strange objects on it. Round, colourful ones and bright, genial slices of the same vibrance.

“Your last meal.” Diosia presented proudly and rose, until he set upon the objects Meryl held. “What’s this, little mer?” He questioned with a distrustful tilt of his head, but a sly smile still upon his face.

He fumbled with what he held, the shining, glimmering sharpness of the claws, to which he offered out to Diosia.

His breath stammered and stuttered as he spoke, “I-it’s a gift.”

Diosia plucked them up and studied them curiously.

“Are these yours?” He asked with another chuckle.

He nodded slightly and Diosia hummed, twisting them around and looking over them more.

“Is this some sort of… symbolic retaliation?”

“It’s just a gift.” He answered quietly.

Another hum rang through his ears, one of satisfaction as Diosia walked along and set them down carefully amongst a few other things. That’s when Meryl looked around, and realized all the little trinkets Diosia had spread about. Comfy, silky white cushions or smoothly curved bottles and glasses, golden necklaces and bracelets and things that sparkled with the crystal-clear blue of diamonds, mixed in with pops of colour from other miscellaneous objects.

Where did he get all of those…?

Before Meryl could ask, Diosia whipped back around in a rather dramatic fashion, his wings spreading out as his posture held high, sort of like peacock as he sauntered closer. But it all shrunk down and pulled in, in a sharp movement like he was being pounced on as Diosia came to his knees before Meryl and his plate, his wings now tucked in.

“Thank you, little mer. Now,” He plucked up a slice of something vibrant and orange. “Try this.”

Meryl couldn’t take it for himself as Diosia swiftly leaned forward and pressed it between his lips. Thinking he had very little choice otherwise he accepted it, and flinched a little as something citrusy accompanied by juices sweet, yet a bit tart, filled his mouth. He hadn’t ever tasted something like that, it was strange, but good. Very good. His eyes had set to the ground, however, as he swallowed, he realized Diosia watched very expectantly.

“It’s good,” He murmured, though he meant it sincerely.

Without looking to Diosia for guidance, he picked up another strange thing and bit into it; It was round and crunchy and sour. He tried something else, something small and shaped roundly with little green specks throughout it, something very sweet. He continued trying things, slowly.

Purposefully slowly. It was a moment of peace.

Eventually he had settled on a favourite of the red-ish pink green-speckled things, and finished all the other things so the very last thing he ate was it. He took in a burdened breath as he lifted it up to his lips, and so very slowly chewed and swallowed each bite. It came down to the last gulp, and it felt as though he had swallowed the last of his own life away. This was it. The plate was empty.

When he dared to look up, Diosia grinned. He felt like he was going to faint, his heart pounding in his chest.

“Awww,” Diosia flicked up his legs to slide himself closer to Meryl, then, to his shock, cupped his face. “Where’d your sweet little smile go, hm?”

His mouth slightly parted to speak, and his breathing faltered a bit before he could.

“I’m just… too scared to smile.” He whimpered.

Diosia put on a ‘sympathetic’ pout. “Are you now? Come here.”

Quicker than he could understand, he was wrapped up tightly within Diosia’s arms and wings, helplessly pinned to the creature that was going to eat him. For a moment he felt even more frightened, however, he soon realized right now he was safe. Diosia couldn’t eat him in this position, so instead he took the shreds of comfort that he needed so desperately, and pressed himself into Diosia deeper, willingly. It made him feel perhaps a little better. He took solace in something kind and gentle, and let himself smile just a little. He could, and should, let himself be at least a little happy before it’s over.

Diosia gently nudged him, and he craned his neck to look over.

“You’re so very pretty, Meryl.”

His smile brightened a little bit, he felt confused by the rush of validation it gave him. Had anyone said that before? Why would he feel happy about anything Diosia said?

“Thank you, Diosia.”

The curve of Diosia’s lips and gaze in his eyes wasn’t to be trusted.

“However, I find it makes me a bit—“ Meryl found himself suddenly whipped around so he faced Diosia and his body hung, almost flopping onto the floor if not for the tight grasp. “—hungry.”

Fright escaped his lungs by screams as Diosia pounced upon him, slamming him to the ground. He fought and squirmed against him, and eventually Diosia let go. In a panic he dragged himself along the floor and tried to reach the water, however a simple, light grasp around the thin end of his tail, right above the fins, stopped him. He gave in as Diosia sloooowly dragged him back away from the water, then crashed over him, pinning him down on his stomach rather than back.

“Hello~” Diosia purred right beside his face, a tangy sound in his ear.

Meryl looked over to him and chirped out something pathetic and quiet—hardly a noise at all, and Diosia melted into laughter once more.

“What a lovely meal you are.” Diosia… praised? As he twisted Meryl around and pressed him onto his back once more.

“Now, I do believe it’s time, I’m afraid.”

Meryl almost couldn’t get a word in before Diosia’s jaws were clamped around him, but he managed.

“Wait!” He cried, and Diosia withdrew curiously.

“P-promise me this-“

“Yes?”

“D-don’t hurt my family.” He pleaded quietly, his breath a tight knot in his chest and his throat practically clamped shut, so terribly tight.

Diosia’s expression softened for the briefest of seconds before he leaned in and grasped Meryl’s chin tightly.

“Meryl.” He spoke deeply, in a way that made his stomach twist.

“Yes?”

The words shook him as Diosia spoke, “You are what I crave. I don’t want any other mer,” —he was practically growling— “I want you.”

Glitters of awe sept into his gaze and into this mixed pot of feelings he had, and he simply couldn’t speak.

Diosia eased off.

“However,” Diosia shot him a sharp smile once again. “I must admit, I had a rather successful hunt recently… I’m not all that hungry. Perhaps it would be a merely gluttonous waste of such a perfect mer to eat you needlessly.” He squeezed him tight on the word ‘perfect’ for emphasis. “I’ll let you go.”

Meryl gasped, “Th-thank you I-“

“For another two days.” Meryl shrunk back down, and Diosia leaned into it smugly. “Then I’d love another visit from you, Meryl.”

He brightened up a considerable amount, but was still quite concerned. “Will you eat me then?”

Diosia merely smirked. “We’ll see.”

And the next moment, he was alive. He was back in the water and he was alive.

He had another two days.

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lenievi · 10 months

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snw #9 (rewatch)

- hmmmmmmmmmmmmm La’an said she was with Dr. Sanchez, a headshrinker... is it the same Dr. Sanchez that was in TOS or is it just a name coincidence again (like Mitchell + Mitchell - even though we don’t know if that is just “a same name no relation” yet). Like Kyle is there now and will be in TOS too [like there’s nothing wrong with having same names, because people have same names without any relations, but it’s fiction].

- I still hate that they made Sam Kirk be the one insulting Spock (I mean as long as they also make it a thing with Jim Kirk at least once or twice in snw, then I’ll take it back, but if they ignore that Kirk was all “Will you try for one moment to feel? At least act like you've got a heart.” in WNMHGB then like it’s just erasing so much from their relationship) [I just want them to respect that Kirk wasn’t always respectful towards Spock; he did not understand Spock from the get go; sure he was impressed, he was intrigued, they bonded over loyalty, duty, mutual admiration, and chess, but Kirk was not 100% respectful until the very end. Still funny that their last conversation ever ended with Spock being “don’t be insulting” because Kirk called him human.]

- ah, okay, it was not just Hemmer’s death that affected Spock. It was Duke’s, too, and his own helplessness, then lowering his shields and then not being able to get them up again. I wonder if that will still continue in s2 (would probably explain a few things in the trailers). Kinda feels like they aim to completely break Spock, in order for him to become tos!Spock, but I feel like they forgot that Spock was still quite emotional at the beginning of s1 - smiling and shouting, still being quite violent etc. But we’ll see, maybe it’ll track. The thing is... Spock had a breakdown in Discovery, Kirk’s 5ym led him to Gol to purge his emotions*, and now they want to break him in order to make him less emotional... it just feels a bit too excessive

I guess this post is still very relevant...

* maybe that’s why they made it a point that it’s something all Vulcans do, so it doesn’t feel like Spock had a breakdown and decided to purge his emotions because of that, but rather as the next step on his path to being a Vulcan because that’s what Vulcans do (maybe that was always what it was supposed to be, but the fandom (novels included) made it appear to be something different idk, like I said, I haven’t seen TMP (and I ignore kolinahr when thinking about fics set in the movie era), but it always seemed like the general consensus was that Spock chose kolinahr because he couldn’t handle his emotions anymore...)

- I wish they showed more scenes between Spock and Hemmer. There was so much potential lost in s1, I feel, just because they focused too much on romance with Spock (again, as you could notice, I don’t mind the romance and I enjoy it, I just kind of don’t get why that was what they went with. I would also love to see more Pike and Spock’s scenes, because at this point they still just work with nostalgia and viewers knowing that they’re supposed to be close... but getting those scenes would just mean more Spock screen time, which is also not something I want, so it’s just ugh LMAO I mean as long as they keep any Spock and Kirk’s scenes also this shallow, then it’s fine lol)

- SST has the next preview picture be of Kirk and I’d hate that so much if that was my first time watching. Season 2 seems to have just promo pictures rather than a screenshot from the episode, which is way better.

- I think I might watch episode 10 and then start season 2 today too, but we’ll see.

I do kind of nitpick and have thoughts lol but I genuinely enjoy SNW and am curious where some of the stuff will lead

#snw nonsense #i just feel they should stop focusing on spock :D

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okay three things about the group therapy session this ep. 1) i liked it! it was genuinely really sweet, awesome to see Vic and Violet again and i'm glad Gar's doing better (also Wingman is adorable). 2) like half these characters are on the Outsiders and over half know him regardless, and no one's worried about the fact Bart's missing?? no one?? not even gonna mention it?? damn okay. 3) WHERE IS EDUARDO. YOU CAN'T SHOW ME THE TAOS META-HUMAN YOUTH CENTRE AND NOT SHOW ME MY BOY HOW DARE YOU

In regards to point no. 3… I KNOW RIGHT!?! NOT EVEN A MENTION OR A LITTLE HINT THAT HE’S SOMEWHERE ELSE DEALING WITH OTHER THINGS! WE WERE LITERALLY IN THE MHYC AND GOT ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! I’m telling you now - shit better go down next episode and it better involve explaining what Eduardo’s been up to - since we now clearly have trouble in Taos with the MHYC losing its meta teens to Markovia - which I discussed a potential for in this post pre 4b starting - and we’ve got the stuff with Bart still to be addressed from the Outsiders perspective… seriously if he doesn’t show up next episode I may riot!

That all being said I still very much liked the episode and I totally agree with your 1st point - the therapy session had some great moments of characters simply interacting and supporting one another - which I love! It had a bit more of a season 1 vibe to it and was very enjoyable… even if Ed and Bart weren’t mentioned in it…

Which brings us to your 2nd point… and I can’t even think of a reason why Bart wouldn’t get brought up in a session where they’re all checking in with each other - Dick and Z saw the alert on the 5th and we’re now on the 9th - that’s plenty of time for word to get around and concerns to mount even if they all hadn’t seen the official message yet. I’m confused and would like to see where the worry is at. They don’t even seem to be dropping little hints that will come back up later when we see things from another character/teams perspective - like they did with the text between M’gann and Gar for Terminus and Into the Breach.

So ye… I am very confused… I guess we’ll just have to wait and see what happens.

Random thought - with the Bruce Wayne name drop from Dick I’m gonna predict that Bats will show up next episode - and as I’ve said before that allows for Ed’s dad showing up and that means a greater chance of Ed himself finally showing up… Also my brain decided to keep going and remembered Eduardo sr used to work for the erdel initiative which em’ree now works for and they’re likely working on the earth-m’arzz zeta tube and who’s just shown back up on m’arzz - Ghosty- I mean - Phantom Girl! I guess that would then lead to M’gann getting involved and finding out about Conner being alive and making her own plan to find him with her own team… and that all I got…

#thanks anon!#ask box #my response #yj spoilers #eduardo dorado jr #bart allen #eduardo dorado sr #phantom girl #young justice #yj #young justice phantoms #yj season 4 #my random thoughts

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“A Two-Way Street” liveblog!

So at the time of writing this, I’ve just finished episode 7. I have absolutely no clue what the finale will hold, but the episode summary says something about Number Two’s past? Name drop perhaps??? I guess we’ll see. This really seems like it’s all coming out of nowhere lol.

For the last time this season- and potentially in general if we don’t get renewed- spoilers under the cut!

0:52 I’m like fully expecting them to pan over to Mr B at some point and to see him totally vacant

1:03 Yeah Milligan, come on, turn at the damn hand tree 😂

1:13 “Sorry. I’m having feelings.” you and me both babe

1:41 the house is fully yellow

1:52 “Mother! :D” READ THE ROOM

1:59 …..why would you just stop at “Number”

2:05 oh come on don’t tell me she was actually named Number. Like her legal name is Number? Didn’t they explain in season 1 that was her codename that she adopted for pool or something?

2:17 “my sister, Charity-” WHY DID THEY HAVE TO GIVE MY NAME TO A CHARACTER THAT IS GENERALLY DISLIKED ADKFHKASHF LMAOOOO

2:25 okay the fact that her axe is named Madame Chops and she demands on it being formally introduced makes it a little better 😂

2:32 so what the boy is Number One and she’s Number Two? Did they just write out the whole Pencilla thing???

2:56 both of them are so desperate to have control

2:59 “I have authority as interim director to-” “self-appointed.” “not official.” LMAO BOTH OF THEM ARE SO DESPERATE TO HAVE CONTROL

3:19 they’re just leaving him in the truck by himself when the duskwort has probably already worn off???? They were driving all night ffs

3:26 “you should be very proud of Number Two. she is one of the finest human beings I’ve ever known.” I said this with Milligan last ep- I get that he’s mentally compromised but I genuinely think he would have said that even if he wasn't and that makes me FEEL THINGS

3:31 “it’s a relief to hear that my sister has finally sustained some friendships” I’ll drop kick you

3:33 “I was being sincere!” doubtful

3:42 so what I’m hearing is that One was the favorite child and Number Two had to fight for attention

3:58 “so.. This is family life?” “looks like it.” there’s something morbidly hilarious to me about three kids who raised themselves looking at a nuclear family and being confused

4:42 “I am gaining so much understanding.” it does give some perspective on why number two is Like That

5:11 “oh, don't do this on my account! … I feel amazing.” I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again this whole thing reminds me of a manic episode

6:00 I’m glad she’s talking this through with him

6:40 it’s weird seeing them both in the frame and knowing they’re both tony hale

7:10 “you’re in denial.” someone had to say it

7:43 I don’t see how he could know that, logically

7:54 “what’s that?” “what?” “your neck, what’s wrong?” oop he knows

8:05 and there it is, he’s vacant

8:26 it makes me very sad that this might be the last time we hear this intro in a new episode

9:51 this very much seems like the “handful of almonds” kind of mother, and an unsavory atmosphere to grow up in

10:02 “it would have been nice to hear from you.” “you never pick up the phone!” “I find it a nuisance!” this conversation reminds me of my own mother and that is not good 😅

10:24 “I thought it might play better with your weird swinging pattern.” the backhandedness is not necessary

10:29 “and by the way, I sent letters. You could have written back.” “I'm not about to sleuth out my own daughter’s address!” “it’s right there on the envelope.'' Again, this reminds me SO much of my own mother. Not good

11:48 “One, do you find this lifestyle… stifling?” “No!” couple of things:

1. Don’t love that she’s trying to turn the siblings against each other. Super not cool, and, say it with me now, it reminds me of my mother. Not good

2. Different people have different needs and tastes. Number two said it herself, not everyone is happy to stay where they are

3. Does this whole family situation remind anyone else of breaking Amish? Like the whole thing of letting Amish people leave for a bit to see the world but shaming them for it at the same time? Because that's the vibe I’m getting

12:10 that shot of the house really highlights how many times they’ve added on to it. There are like 4 separate color schemes

12:25 I think the theme of this season is this guy being in denial. Like just in general

13:09 smart of Milligan to lure her inside but at the same time why would they let her go there unsupervised, she could easily get distracted by something or just go somewhere else on a whim

13:35 I stand corrected

13:51 “you were right. This is about control, it always has been” no shit

14:10 very sweet of him to say but that came VERY late

14:14 “oh, I wish we couldve gotten here sooner” PFFFT tell me he didnt just fake that. Curtain would be SO pissed

14:31 “you were faking it?” okay but that also means it’s still coming and they don’t know how to stop it

15:09 “what’s that?” Reynie you know I love you but you’re expecting to be raided. If you see a car, it’s probably them

15:16 INCREDIBLE song choice btw

15:24 I love that they brought the saw back 😂

16:03 why would they wait until the driver can see them pull the trap across the road, that’s dangerous for Miss Perumal and obvious for the driver to avoid

16:21 oh shit did it actually

16:22 “a fact I chose to hide” sneaky. But also wtf was all that build up for last episode? Was he rubbing his neck in the truck for nothing? And the whole faking the catatonia thing feels icky, that scene was incredibly sweet without the context that he was faking it

16:28 “but it changes nothing” dude. DUDE.

16:38 “what you felt a moment ago, that was real. More real than anything you could create.” that’s a big theme of the season, the genuine versus the synthetic

17:10 that shift in tone was unsettling- the music subtly changing plus nathaniel physically moving out of the moment

17:24 are those the people from the other two cars? Where did they get the extra greys from, there were maybe 4 people in each but that is way more than that running through the fields

17:56 “it’s a two-way street!” ….roll credits

18:03 “back off! This is my home.” okay but it isn't though, home is where you belong and you obviously didn’t feel comfortable staying here. It’s where you came from, sure, but not where you’ve settled down to roost. There’s a difference

18:23 so are they like, pulling that book 3 plot of Curtain controlling how things end? Like is that what’s happening? Are we just not going to have any action here after all that build up

18:41 “he helped me see that I've been possibly approaching things in the wrong way.” this feels like it’s coming somehow both for too early and far too late in the narrative

18:45 “and if you told me i’d ever say something like that, well, I’d never say something like that, but here we are.” always eager to save face

18:50 “now. You’re free to go and find your own path.” a hippie to the end. But also you literally told them how to behave for their formative years, you can’t just turn them loose and tell them to figure it out with no guidance when all you’ve done the past however many years is boss them around with an iron fist and bloody rage

19:15 “the door is open. Please. Discover who you are.” whaaaaat

19:29 what am I watching 😂

19:38 “YOUR PHILOSOPHY WILL LIVE ON!” “EVEN WITHOUT YOU!” and just like that the cult lives another day

20:20 well that is unsettling

20:25 ….she did finish an impressive portion of the puzzle though

20:31 “im responsible for this” yeah no shit

20:48 did they just. Take markers to the wall 😂 😂

21:44 I hope this means they’re all going to write shitty poetry insulting themselves in an attempt to make her laugh

22:06 “and as the people she cares about most in this world-”

22:29 this feels very similar to trying to communicate with someone who’s unresponsive in a hospital bed

22:37 “despite the relentless crabbiness, we actually all love spending time with you” awwww stopppp

22:49 remember that time you broke the whisperer with your brain?” we don't remember that actually, enlighten us. Sticky 😂

23:11 “we love you.” dawwwww

23:18 “we’re not making her happy. We’re annoying her.” what’s funny is she’s probably right lol. Spoken like a true former roommate

23:41 pleeease let this lead to insulting poetry. This reminds me so much of season 1 with Reynie trying to get Curtain to laugh himself to sleep with corny jokes

23:55 so is like one blink a sign that she’s coming back online lol

24:19 I find it hilarious that Kate is not only acknowledging her emotional dependency to her bucket but also encouraging Constance to make a dig at it. Funniest thing to come from this so far

24:20 is the twitching supposed to be a good sign orrrr

24:30 Constance is my favorite rhyming poet lol

24:48 I want to watch them dramatically recite poetry for the next hour, thank you

25:01 The enthusiasm 😂 😂 also she’s like fully short-circuiting now lol

25:13 he does love a good sweater vest

25:20 I cannot believe that worked

25:28 AWWWW SHE’S SO HAPPY SHE CAN DENY IT ALL SHE WANTS BUT LOOK AT THAT SWEET FACE

25:50 “thank you for saying goodbye before abandoning us again.” idk how many times I have to say this but she reminds me of my mother and that’s really not good

25:52 “is it really abandonment if you say goodbye?” okay but the way he was immediately shut down makes me upset

26:35 they have so much unresolved tension

26:53 again, they have so much unresolved tension

27:15 leadership role how?? They’re already there dude lol

27:27 “we would love to.” “in about.. 5 weeks.” LMAO WHAT ARE THEY PLOTTING

27:39 nerd 😂 he is adorable

27:47 “let’s go see Madge.” awwww

27:53 “okay. I was a little needy.” im so glad he’s talking this through

28:02 “I’ve got two places.”

28:19 everyone load on into the truck again, definitely not a traffic violation

28:32 oh hey, 5 weeks later! We can find out what Rhonda and Number Two had planned!

28:40 VICTORYYYYY

28:42 STOP THEY’RE SO CUTE

28:45 STOOOOOP I CANT WITH THEM, CELEBRATE QUEENS

28:50 I love that she has a bike helmet, I hope she casually rides a motorcycle places

29:14 HE’S VISITING STICKY AKDJFKJSHF

29:06 HE GOT LETTERS FROM EVERYONE

29:16 I get that its a special effect but the lava still looks cool

29:32 a few things:

they’re too damn cute

Kate has no reason to not know what a llama is now

I hope this means they took in the llamas that were previously in the compound

29:47 “you asked for a letter. This fulfills that request.” love to see Reynie voicing his needs to his friends, and love to see Constance being herself lol

29:59 LMAO FOR ANOTHER SWEATER

30:11 tell me that’s the same puzzle

30:17 his sweater is adorable btw

30:29 “then maybe.. Maybe you can find out where I come from?” ohhh my gosh, first of all referring to her past as a puzzle?? Second of all YES BABY GIRL.

30:38 ….theyre 51? Huh?? How does that work with the timeline. I feel like it fucks with the timeline

30:51 “I’m joining the society.” weird. Weird and without base.

30:57 Is it Garrison? Or maybe a Violet cameo? Probably not that but a girl can dream.

30:57 “turns out, we have a sister.” they’re pulling a Thor: Ragnarok on us. Or maybe a BBC Sherlock.

30:57 We have strayed so far from God.

31:15 that’s it?? They’re just going to leave it there??? You’ve got to be kidding. No way they just pulled the secret sibling card. For the SECOND TIME. and this time it’s not even canon.

I’m speechless. This show took a hard turn, then just kept driving that way LOL. what a way to go out… All I can say is I hope the show’s renewed, if only to see their wild ass narrative finished.

For some quick final thoughts, I think this season is conflicting for me. TPJ is probably my favorite of the books, and at the beginning of the season I was kind of enjoying it more than season 1. Now, they’ve gone SO far off the beaten path, the story is barely recognizable. How will they continue if it does get renewed? Now, we’ve got a New Badder Bitch sister, Curtain moving in for whatever reason (WITHOUT HIS SON???? WHERE IS THIS WALKABOUT), and Constance showing interest in her past. I think this season suffered because of shorter episodes, and probably a lower budget- not to mention them going wildly off-script with the plot. I wanted to like it so much more than I did, which is sad.

Maybe the real SQ was the friends we made along the way.

All that said, there were some really great moments, and I’m interested to see how the season holds up watching it all back to back with context.

Happy end of the season everybody!! I’m about to go on a reblogging spree for the last couple episodes, but everything should be tagged so it’ll be easy to blacklist if you need to. Let me know what you guys thought!!

#a two-way street #mbs liveblog #mbs disney+ s2 #the mysterious benedict society #charity's talkies

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