#IT FELT SO REAL BUT EWWWWWW

[sttoru]

whyd i have a nightmare of going into labour…. god forbid . I REBUKE THIS ENERGY

#sttoru chats. #not today #that was a whole nightmare #IT FELT SO REAL BUT EWWWWWW #like a lucid dream almost #never again #it felt so weird

[ajortga]

the forgotten letter

pairing: tara carpenter x fem reader

a/n- ahh guys it's finally here! probably one of the longest word count story i've done with around 6k words, but yes! for the people who voted on my poll, i did both angst and happy ending<3. i hope you enjoy!

thank you for 100 followers, i guess this is a special!

-

You think you loved Tara for as long as you could remember.

Well, years later, you think you loved her ever since you laid eyes on her, if you knew what love meant.

It was like a click, a connection, the kind of love you didn't even know was real out of movies.

But it was, it all was when you met Tara.

You had met her in second grade, well, you could say a year after. How could you forget that every day, you were on the swings, and the only reason was to be able to see Tara eating at the same table with her lunch box without being caught staring. You always looked at the sky when she turned, sometimes you would make eye contact and she'd give you the sweetest smile that made you kick your feet and giggle till you fell asleep with a smile on your face two nights in a row.

You were always a shy soul when it came to making conversations with strangers, especially someone as beautiful as Tara, with her wavy, long hair that seemed to always be perfect. A little messy? You wouldn't dare to say that, one small messy hair is like realizing how it complimented the girl you thought was perfect enough. Her dark brown eyes seemed to have stars in them, you loved stars. 

The first time you made an interaction, it was the same procedure, lunch-time bell rings, your classmates squeal, you all run out, and you make your way to the second swing that was next to the lunch tables. Then you'd wait and wait, till you saw her, then you'd swing, even though you weren't very good, you only got a foot high at most times. 

Usually, when you would swing, your friends would be there, but when you told them about Tara, and how you said, "I think she's very very very pretty." They all laughed, saying "ewwwwww.." They kind of left you by yourself on the swings from then forward.

You were sad, but that didn't stop you from always looking at her. 

Tara noticed, you were staring at your feet, swinging lowly and she felt bad, she didn't like strangers, but she always saw you, it was like you were friends. So she abandoned her lunch box and walked over to you. 

"Hi.. Do you want me to help swing you? My sissy Sam taught me some ways so you could swing higher! I can push you if you want!"

You looked up at her mouth open as they quickly turned into a wide smile, Tara thought it was cute. 

"Yes please! I-I don't know how to swing very high.."

She giggled, shaking her head as she approached closer behind you, where the handles were, "I know, every day you are here and every time, I see you swing and swing! But your friends.. They aren't here. Are they absent?"

You shook your head, a little pout showing, "No.. They.." You didn't know what to say, and as much as you wanted to lie.. You couldn't to this girl that made you smile. "I come here and see you every day, and I always want to talk to you, but I feel weird and not comfy when I try talking to people I don't know very well. My mommy says it's called being shy. I think you are very pretty. My friends don't like when people say that. They say it's yucky. So now I'm a little lonely."

Tara looked surprised, but it quickly turned into a small smile, tilting her head, "You think I'm pretty?"

You nod your head up and down, "I think you are very pretty, I see these stars in your eyes that no one else has, I think it's cool."

She smiles, happily, "I think you're very pretty too! Wow! I never been called pretty! Thank you! Wow!"

You turn to her and give her a smile you never knew existed, it looked so happy, "Thank you!"

"My name is Tara by the way. Tara Carpenter!"

"I'm Y/N! Y/N Y/L/N! That name fits you.. Tara.. I don't think I'll remember that.." (That was a lie, you memorized it by the time you got home and asked your mom to write it on your notebook..) "I think I'll have to call you a shorter name.. Like.. Cheese!" 

She makes a small grimace, but it looked so cute, "Cheese? You're funny!"

You both giggled as you give her a cheeky grin, "I think we'll be really good friends."

"Me too," She says with a soft voice, pushing you on the swings, higher than  you could ever imagine. You could see the clouds and felt like you could touch them, but most of all, you could see her name in the sky. 

"Tara Carpenter," You whispered to yourself with a squeal as Tara pushed you higher.

- - 

In 6th grade, your parents had a big fight that made your eyes go wide, making you hide under your bed as you clawed at your ears, silently sobbing. Sure they fought and it could be bad, but this one was different, it was worse, screaming, crying, your walls shaking and random things being thrown. You found out that they got divorced.

Then at that night, you grabbed your phone and opened your window with tears in your eyes, going to Tara's house, running as fast as you could move.

You climbed up the ladder that Tara had shown you and crawled to her room on top of the house, knocking quietly on her window, sniffling.

A long moment later, you could see her shadow as she opened it, rubbing her eyes as she looked at you, "Y/N?"

Then, she looked up at your face, the only light was from her lamp and the moonlight, finally seeing your tear stained cheeks and crying eyes.

"You're crying," She says, concern flooding through her features as she pulled you inside and onto her bed. 

She sat next to you as you stared at her stuffed animal.

"Not too much.." You murmur, tears daring to fall down again.

"Why?"

Should you tell her something that has been going on for almost your whole life?..

"My parents fought today.. Oh Tara.. It was terrifying.. There was screaming, crying, I heard so many things being thrown and I tried everything.. It just w-wouldn't stop.. They.. I.. They..." You sniffle, your mouth opening to let out soft cries, she knew what happened, your mom and dad weren't together anymore.

Something in Tara broke, she couldn't see you cry. Seeing you cry made her eyes water, especially someone like you.

She wrapped her arms around you and pulled you closer, making you sob against her chest, rubbing circles behind your back, something she learned in the past. 

"It's all going to be okay. I'm here. I won't ever leave you."

Your lip trembles, looking up at her, "Do you really promise?"

She can see it in your eyes, fear. You don't want her to leave you. 

"I promise."

You nod against her chest, turning away from her so your back is facing her stomach as she hugs you.

A moment passes before you turn to her again, she could see something swimming underneath those eyes, uncertainty. 

"Do you really promise? Y-You're all I have."

Tara can feel her heart squeeze as she nods, nuzzling your nose. "I really promise."

You nod, "I trust you. I always trust you." You whisper, sniffling as you hug her, your nose buried against her chest as you cry, cries turning more muffled as she can sense your beginning to fall asleep. You never heard, but as you slept, she kissed your forehead quickly, whispering a small, "Love you."

- -

When Tara was 15, her parents divorced like yours, and both her dad and sister left her. She didn't know what she felt.

She was upset, she cried in her bed for months.. 

But then, she felt angry. Angry at her dad, her sister, at the world. 

It was a turn of events for her and it caused her to shut everyone out. Everyone. 

Including you.

She didn't want to take any anger out on you, she would never be angry you. But she always felt like if she talked to someone she cared deeply about, like you, she would snap.

But she never thought abandoning you would hurt you as much as she thought.

At first, it was when she saw you in the halls, and you saw her, but as soon as she met your eyes, she would turn a corner, seeing your waving hand fall limp to your sides. She felt bad. But it would get easier, and it did.. But she always felt that small feeling of guilt eating at her.

It happened multiple times, but you thought she just couldn't see you.

Then it was in the classes you shared when she wouldn't talk to you. 

You usually would talk to her, but whenever she wouldn't talk to you first, you would think she's busy.

But she never turned to you with a joke, a conversation, not even a glance when you saw.

You sat alone at lunch, you sat alone at dinner too, maybe be greeted with your dad if he was drinking.

No more good morning, goodnight, or any texts from Tara.

You tried approaching her, but every time you'd lock eyes, she'd give you this stare that made your gut twist and walk the other way.

You couldn't help but cry, you felt betrayed, everything was crumbling. You had lost the one person that you cared so so deeply about, the person you desperately wanted to be by your side for the rest of your life.

It was hard to get any sleep, because most of the time, you'd be staring at the ceiling, waiting for a goodnight text that would never come. The goodnight text that let you fall asleep as quickly as you shut your eyes.

And you thought that it was because of you, she didn't want to see you ever again. 

You cried, every single night till you passed out from exhaustion. 

Little did Tara know, that there was a letter on the side of your desk, the fresh ink marking it's words on the paper beginning to see the seasons change, beginning to grow as time went on.

The letter you were going to give Tara confessing your love.

The letter that you spent day and night on. 

The letter that was now untouched for months, left on the side of your desk.

The letter, filled with your words of adoration, never being able to experience a reaction, because you never gave to her.

You felt numb, you didn't know what to feel, but you felt abandoned, it hurt so much, it hurt harder than a piercing knife in the heart.

Tara noticed you began to avoid her, began to finally accept it.

You never truly accepted it, you would say you just lost hope, 3 years had passed so quickly.

In class, when she'd turn to you, you never turned back.

When she would sit at the spot you both sat at, she would see your shadow sitting on the chair, untouched and cold.

Sometimes she'd see you at the park, just sitting on a picnic towel and writing in your journal.

Under the tree you both would always sit,

Never having the guts to approach you.

She would say you seemed peaceful, but you weren't. Because whenever she saw your face, it's like your sweet persona was gone and faded, the vibrant colors you used to have was long gone.

Replaced with eyebags, tired eyes, and hair that was always covered by headphones or a hoodie.

Tara never knew why her leaving you left a big mark on your heart, you two were just friends. Right?

She tried to stop thinking about why, but she couldn't help it, you popped up in her head on nights she couldn't go to bed so easily.

- -

Tara was looking at the stars one night, just staring, the moonlight glistening on her cheeks.

She thought of you. She thought back to second grade, words that were ages ago. She could hear your tiny voice.

"I see these stars in your eyes that no one else has, I think it's cool."

She then realized she made a huge mistake, why didn't she think of it before?

Her leaving you was like you being abandoned again, she left you in the dark when she said she would never abandon you. But she left just like your parents.. She left just like how her parents did..

She promised that night you had ran to her. She promised that she would never leave you, and you weren't the person who trusted people often. 

But you trusted her. You knew that she wouldn't leave you.

You thought she wouldn't leave you.

She was the first person you thought of when you were afraid, because she was really all you had.

"Do you really promise? Y-You're all I have."

She remembers those words she said that night, her voice running around her mind, saying the words, "I promise."

She remembers you telling her your parents divorced, she remembers you telling her that when you were with your mom, she was never home, you never had a holiday to spend with your family. Most days alone, and when you met Tara, she always let you come for the holidays.

She was all you had, and you were faithful in what she told you. But she abandoned you, just like everybody in your life had did. She had did something she never wanted to be in the first place. She was so mad that she was left by her family, even when her mom was still with her, that she didn't realize that she did the one thing she wanted so badly not to be.

Abandoned, you were abandoned when she was all you had.

She knew she had to do what was right, she thought distancing herself would work. But it made you worse. She had to fix it.

- -

You were sitting at the park, same place, with your journal, your tote bag in the other, listening to god knows what. 

(You were listening to "The Night We Met" by Lord Huron..)

Tara was going to finally approach you.

Something in her gut told her something was wrong, something was going to be wrong. But she sighed, just brushing it off and thinking that it would be you possibly never forgiving her.

She sat next to you, making your head turn from the small thump next to you.

Your eyes were shocked, mouth agape, whispering the only word she could make up.

"Tara.."

She bit her lip, but instead of smiling at her, you didn't say anything, looking at her with a small scowl and turned your head back to your journal, exhaling an angry huff.

She frowned, looking at you, reaching for your shoulder.

"Look.. Y/N-"

"-Save it Tara." You snapped, making her flinch.

"Y/N, please."

You make a long sigh, turning to her. "Tara I really don't have time for this. You shouldn't be being here right now. You can't be here today! You shouldn't be!"

She looked confused but she kept going, "Look I-I'm sorry. For leaving you."

You turned to her again, at this point she could read your gaze, you were angry, you were upset, most of all behind those eyes, you were hurt.

"You can't just leave me for 3 years and come back to apologize thinking I'll forgive you just like that! You're out of my life for so long and come back like nothing has happened."

She exhaled, "Let me just speak! I-I've learned from then and I'm trying to apologize!"

You stopped her, "I don't want you apologizing for this damage that has caused my life to crumble and has already been dealt with.."

She interrupted you, "I know! But I was dealing with so much! M-my parents divorced and I thought letting you go would be best.. Please, I'm trying! Can't we just go back to what we had and forget what has happened?"

You were hurt, tears brimming at your eyes, "You don't understand! Are you forgetting that you left me? YOU left me Tara! And you didn't bother to even tell me or apologize when you left. I was depressed okay? And it was because of you! Every single damn day for three years I was never able to sleep properly because I would think that you would finally text me one night and wish me a goodnight! You were all I had! When my parents divorced I didn't leave you!"

At this point, when your mouth opened, soft cries were being heard, "You were all I had.." You repeat, sniffling, "You promised me you wouldn't leave and that's just what you did."

She felt bad, the walls you put up to get away from her were all falling apart, she saw the little girl that she knew once before. The little girl she saw that night your parents divorced when they both left you. She felt all this guilt that has built up when she ignored you beginning to swarm in her chest, she felt horrible.

"I'm sorry. I don't even know who I was.." She whispered, looking at your shaking figure.

You turned to her, your tears flowing down, like the three years to stop them wasn't enough.

"Tara just s-stop! I-I'm just getting over you after this long and I can't have you here again. N-not today."

She looked at you, aghast, eyes wide, "What?"

You cover your face, hands sliding down to stop, "Yes Tara! I loved you! I fucking loved you and the day I was going to tell you, you left! YOU left me!" You screamed, angry, betrayed, sentence ending with a cry.

She was stunned. You loved her.. You loved Tara. And she thought that when she loved you, pushing you away could make her forget her feelings, making sure you were safe, but she caused this.

You didn't wait for her to respond, shuffling through your tote bag and grabbing up a crumpled piece of paper, slamming it in her hand before you got up and left, the gush of wind hitting her hair as she stared at her hand in horror, not knowing what to do.

- - night

Tara sat in her room, staring at the ceiling, hair draped all over her bed as the only light was from her lamp, only adding a light orange hue to her room.

She felt bad, she should've known that she never should've left you. She should've thought about how you were going to feel like. It made her want to cry.

As much as she's staring, she notices the crumpled up paper you gave her. She wasn't even sure what it was, maybe that's why she was so scared of opening it.

She grabs it from the side of her night stand and slowly uncrumples it, revealing a letter.

From you 3 years ago.

-

Dear Tara,

We've been friends for so long and I remember when you first came up to me in second grade because you noticed my friends weren't playing with me like they usually do everyday. To be honest, I never told you but for some reason, years ago, I remember staring at you every day while you ate lunch because you seemed so sweet and I wanted to approach you so badly. It's weird that myself in second grade would even do that. But you should know the only reason why I sat on the swings, every, single, day was because I wanted to see you. That's the first time we've ever met and I'm so blessed for that day because now, you're my best friend. Everyday I'm so happy to have you to be the reason I get to smile and have a shoulder to cry on or rest on. I've been wanting to tell you this for so long, but I remember feeling a strange feeling in my chest when I first confessed my problems at home with my parents and felt your soft hands touch mine to comfort me. 

It was so so weird. Love always seemed like something I might never have because I found it to be gross. But when I met you, I felt like love wasn't so bad anymore. That day, I remember feeling this warmness in my cheeks when you hugged me, I remember feeling something I don't feel for people often. I felt trust. That's when I knew I was falling in love with you. you've been there every step of the way and I don't know where I'd be without you. Tara, I want to write to you that I love you. I've been falling ever since on nights where I got yelled at and came to your house crying, when you invited me over for Christmas with your family because I didn't have a home I wanted to go to, I love you because you're Tara and it's so hard to explain. but at the same time it isn't. I don't think I met someone as loving, understanding, and caring as you, I've seen you as someone who can light up a room. Even on my bad days, you somehow manage to make me smile, not many people can do that for a person like me.

My mother was planning to move to Canada in like 3 years, she said 3 years later in April, but she said it was up to me. And I told her we had to wait just a little longer because I wanted to give this letter to you and see what you said. I think I won't leave this place because it stores all our memories, like at the coffee shops or the tree we sit down at every morning of Saturday. I'm not leaving because you're the only person that is making me stay. I would've been long gone if you weren't here. But meeting you has caused me to look forward to something to everyday. To someone. I don't think I've ever been so happy to you know, just walk to your house randomly and pop out under your bed and see your scared reaction. But, Tara Carpenter, I love you. I don't even think these words can even explain the kind of comfort, or need that I feel when you're by my side. I hope that these words can help you realize how much you've taken a toll on my life, and possibly, one day I can be by your side for the rest of my life.

All my love,

Y/N/Y/L/N

&lt;;33

-

Tara covered her mouth, trying to cover a cry, which came out muffled. Your words. Her betrayal. She left you before you could even tell her. 

She thought of your face in her thoughts, she thought of seeing the letter fall out of your hands when she ignored you on every day she could ever see you. 

She thought of you crumpling it with broken sobs and throwing it on your desk.

She thought of the letter you were going to give her, the letter that was supposed to be given, but never was.

The forgotten letter beginning to age.

And noticed, it was all ruffled and there were marks of fallen, long old tears on it, seeing how the ink smudged from the tears.

The letter fell, tears falling from her eyes and streaming down her face.

It must've been so long ago. But it felt like yesterday. Even though it was 3 years ago.

She could've changed the slightest thought of her mind the day she began to ignore you.

If she did, everything would've been right. She could picture her holding hands with you, cuddling at night with your favorite movie playing in the background. You two would've been in desperate, everlasting, love. If her parents didn't divorce, she could see you, in your usual wavy hair with a ribbon tied from the back with your half up half down, the smooth letter laying in your arms, running up to her. She could picture the way you smiled, the way your silly smile made her smile back with a tinted blush on her cheeks. She could picture the way she would jump up and down and say she loved you too.

Everything would've been perfect.

If she didn't leave you in the first place.

Instead, she was left with your letter, crumpled, not smooth, wrinkled, seeing the way the letter couldn't bear to be left anymore. 

Tara fell asleep that night, broken, feeling horrible for the way you must've felt, with the crinkled letter in her hand. 

- -

The next morning, Tara was at the park, she could see a train station up ahead, New York's local train station that she would take when she had to travel.

Tara was sitting under the tree you always sat at with her. The tree that held so many memories, the way when spring would hit, the white flowers would fall on the green grass when you two would be together. The way the tree's flowers began to wilt when you began to sit alone, like the friendship that began to wilt. 

She waited, you sat at this tree every single day, but why weren't you coming? She waited, looking up at the flowers, they weren't very white anymore, the fallen flowers a little orange from being dried. It was spring, it was April, the flowers should've been whiter, but they weren't as bright. What a metaphor and sign it was for her. But still, they were as pretty as ever. 

She bit her lip, sighing, grabbing the letter you wrote her again, reading it again. Then before she could read it again, as she looked up, she could see..

You? 

You were at the train station, you held a luggage, looked packed, with your hair down, usually ribbon in your hair, waiting to enter the train.

Her eyes widened, and it came to her, everything made sense, her thoughts unfolding, everything like magic was happening. 

She remembered something, something..

She quickly read the letter she was reading, then her eyes expanded with fear.

Then she remembered, it was 3 years since she left you, and it was April.

"My mother was planning to move to Canada in like 3 years, she said 3 years later in April, but she said it was up to me. And I told her we had to wait just a little longer because I wanted to give this letter to you and see what you said. I think I won't leave this place because it stores all our memories, like at the coffee shops or the tree we sit down at every morning of Saturday. I'm not leaving because you're the only person that is making me stay."

- -

happy ending

"Fuck!" Tara cried, grabbing the letter as she ran after you.

It couldn't be too late, it couldn't have been today! 

As she ran, her legs taking her as far as they could, she could hear your voice in her mind,

"You shouldn't be being here right now. You can't be here today! You shouldn't be!"

She should've known you were going to leave, she should've seen last night! Is that why you were so afraid to see her when she came up to you? Because you knew you were going to be gone the next day? And she was going to keep you from leaving? Because you didn't have the heart to really tell her why she couldn't have talked to you?

It all made sense.

Tara sobbed as tears fell like a thunderstorm,  running and seeing the train doors open, there were at least 10 people in front of you waiting to get on, it made her more desperate, running after you.

She screamed your name, she was so close but yet so far away, why can't the people move slower? 

Tara lost her father and sister, she couldn't lose you. She can't. She needed to apologize, she never got to say her true apology.

She was almost there, and you were so close to entering the train, making her run up the stairs as fast as she could, panting and losing her breath.

The day was beginning to lose hope, there was only a few more people who needed to get on before it closed, before you did. 

She saw your figure, your pretty face, not focusing on the tired eye bags as she got up the stairs, running to the train.

Tara screamed your name as loud as she could, making you turn, and her grabbing your arm, pulling you and your luggage out of the train, seeing it start to roll away.

 She was panting hard, you turning to see her, your eyes full of fear, confusion, and most of all, a wave of.. Hope?

For some reason, it took her a while to catch her breath, but before you could say something, she hugged you, tightly.

The arms of you wrapped around her stomach, she felt you melt in her arms, burying your face against her chest, as she embraced you, the letter you wrote falling to the floor.

Tara cried as you both hugged, whispering in a slight broken voice, "I'm sorry Y-Y/N.."

You were crying too, softly as you hugged her, "I know.. It's okay. We're okay.." 

She kept talking, she felt horrible, "I-I left you when you needed me.. I was the only person you relied on a-and I left because I w-wasn't thinking about how you felt.. I thought t-that if I c-could push you away, these feelings I-I felt would go away and I wouldn't take m-my anger out on you for my parents divorcing.. I'm s-so s-sorry.." The girl's scent comforted you, reminding you of your past, making you hug her more.

Tara could hear you hiccupping on cries as she twisted your hair, "I didn't even k-know you needed me that much, you s-should've told me you were planning to leave."

You looked up at her, you were crying horribly, she swept bangs away from your face to see your tired, broken face that has been building up these past 3 years.

"I-I thought you didn't want to see me anymore.. I thought you didn't need me.. I-I thought you left because you hated me.. or didn't care about me anymore.. I couldn't bear to think about you breaking your promise.. I thought you abandoned me.. I was s-so hurt that I j-just did all these things that weren't me.. I tried to avoid you.. I couldn't sleep or eat.. I was s-so scared because I had no one.." You said, voice barely a whisper, raw and full of hurt.

Tara's eyes widened a little, a wave of strong guilt hitting her, as she shushed you.. "No Y/N.. Of course not.. I never hated you.. I-I loved you and I couldn't bear to think that I would take my anger out that you never caused on you.. S-so I avoided you and didn't think about how m-much it would affect you. I'm sorry.." Tara said again, voice cracking.

You nodded against her chest, sniffling as Tara saw the tears fall again, wiping them.

"I love you," she whispered, "I always had."

She saw your eyes slightly sparkle, that sparkle that she thought she'd never see, the sparkle that disappeared that day she left.

Her hands reached to grab the letter she dropped, showing it to you, "Let's try to restart, okay?"

You were still crying, but managed to make a small smile formed as you nodded, "Tara, I love you. I've loved you for so long, I've loved you when I realized that you were the one person that I could finally trust, a word that I thought that might never happened, but it did because o-of you. C-can we maybe.. Just.."

She pulled you a little closer, grinning just a little as she nodded her head before you could finish, "Yes."

Then she kissed you softly, it was like everything had never happened, she could feel the way you hugged her, the way the wilted flowers were going to flourish again, the letter that was forgotten, finally given.

"Do you really promise you won't leave me?.."

You both locked eyes when pulling away, Tara held up a pinky. 

"I don't break pinky promises."

You take her pinky and link it with yours, hugging her again.

"I trust you."

Every bad thing that happened between you two was long forgotten.

- -

angst ending

Tara's eyes widened with fear, seeing you with a packed luggage, your figure entering the train, you couldn't.. Not today..

"Fuck!" She cried, the train was not to far, she could still make it.

She screamed your name, all the feelings towards you she felt spilling out from her scream as she ran after you. 

She ran, ran ran ran, running out of breath as her shoes crumpled on dry leaves and grass, crying.

"No! You can't be! Y/N! Please!" She screamed, but her voice was muffled, you couldn't hear her. 

Tara was so close, yet so far as she kept running, getting closer, an apology of cries coming out.

The train got closer and closer as she finally saw you, screaming your name.

You finally turned around, knowing the voice all to well as you turned to see her. 

Then the train doors closed, your eyes only being seen through the window as she cried out your name, shaking her head in disbelief, her eyes filled with regret and tears.

You looked at her, like you couldn't believe she was here, you thought you'd never see her again as your hand reached up to touch the window, your touch ghosting on her face as she could hear you mouth out her name.. "Tara.." Then she could sense the sense of shame on your face, sorrow.

"Please.. It's not too late.." She sobbed, her voice going in the crevices of the doors.

Then the train began to move, as she saw you getting farther and farther away, your hand on the window as she saw you mouth the words, "I'm sorry."

She ran after the train, but knew deep down, she wasn't going to make it. She wasn't going to see you again, the train leaving her sight as she cried, regretting the days she ignored you, regretting the way she made you think that she didn't ever care. She abandoned someone when knowing, years ago, she was once the girl who promised to protect them and never leave her side.

She knew that you had left, all those memories you two had created were left with her now. She knew that you weren't going to come back.

She never even got to say goodbye. She never got to say sorry. She never got to tell you she loved you, she loved you all of these years. She never knew where you would be. She would never know if you two would ever meet again. 

The only sound she could hear was the wind blowing in her hair, blowing the muffled sounds of you two laughing and giggling, what you two once were, what you two could've been, it was just too late. You would just be a memory for her, a memory she could never forgive herself for. A broken memory she knew she caused. The memory was broken but she also knew, long season months ago, she broken your promised heart.

I had all and then most of you, some and now none of you.

Take me back to the night we met.

Tara thought back to the day you two met, the day you became friends. The day that led to you falling to her years later. The day that led to her falling for you, then pushing you away.

The day that led to this.

If she could see your face one last time and kiss you, everything would be okay.

Tara knew that she was just too late, seeing the train long gone, tears in her eyes as she let out a choking sob, the letter falling out of her hand, long forgotten.

#jenna ortega x fem!reader #jenna ortega imagine #jenna ortega x reader #vada cavell x reader #tara carpenter x reader #jenna marie ortega #tara carpenter x you #jenna ortega x you #jenna ortega x y/n #vada cavell x y/n

[t1gerlilly]

I’ve seen a lot of takes on my dash about where Buck should go from here and some division among fandom. It’s really interesting, because it made me realize something about how much fandom perspectives are likely shaped by sexual (identity, experience…?)

Like, I think Buck has a fair many fans that are aromantic who really identify with Buck 1.0. Like, up til now, it’s been clear that he loves sex and just has been miserable in relationships. So that would line up with them. And they’ve been posting a lot of “this is great, we can’t wait to see him exploring his sexuality” and then being shocked at the response that gets. And rationally, I can see where they’re coming from - that for them this is a benediction and entirely well meant.

But viscerally? I totally get why they aren’t getting a positive reaction. That’s because a lot of people (me included) see Eddie as demisexual or gray a(sexual). So there’s a fair number of people with that perspective in fandom. And as someone who’s demi, my instinctive reaction to “explore your sexuality” is approximately the same as someone suggesting it would be fun to lick the floor of the New York subway. Like, full body shudder ewwwwww!

(And before you scoff at that metaphor, I once had a scene not dissimilar to that in a London sex club described to me. Apparently licking dirty floors really does it for some folks. It’s a thing. Look it up.)

Because if you’re demi, rubbing your bits with randos is about as sexually appealing as licking a dirty floor is for most people. Like…abandoning a close emotional relationship that’s formed over time and is real and strong for someone new, even if you like them…doesn’t make sense. You can try to force it (Marisol), because you’re constantly getting signals that you’re not normal to not be attracted or dating all the time. So we’re used to getting told, personally, that we should want things we don’t want and wouldn’t enjoy and that we’re not normal if we don’t see sexual pleasure independent of connection as the ideal. Especially in queer spaces where there’s a lot of gatekeeping around labels and experience and requirements to “prove” your identity. Like if you express a new found attraction, that’s immediately met with “so are you going to (insert sex act)? Followed with “why haven’t you (same or different sexact)?” And of course”It’s like you’re not even…” And a person develops some feelings when they’ve gotten a lot of this kind of pressure, in spaces that are supposed to be accepting. So I think you’re seeing a bit of that, along with some bad behavior, because people are having FEELINGS. So, apologies from the demi community, but also a bit of an explanation. And a hope that you’ll cut us some slack if you get where it’s coming from.

So… this week has been about Buck, and his journey, and I hope we can all appreciate the moment of joy and rightness Buck felt when a part of himself he hadn’t recognized clicked into place. I hope we can respect who he is, whatever choice he makes.

#demisexual #bi!buck #911 abc #buddie

[tsuki-sennin]

Becoming the greatest superhero of all time, Momotani Jirou! Don Dragoku! And Tsubasa focus! This is gonna be a great one, I can tell.

I even cut up a peach for this occasion! How lovely! ...can dogs even eat peaches? I mean, they probably can, but you'd likely have to prepare them in a weird way.

Spoilers, I guess...

-Natsumiho rejection.

-Oh wow, she just straight up vanished.

-OH GOD A JUMPER

-Sononi!

-"Oh, you're their pet dog?"

-"I see..."

-...yeah, she's got a point there.

-:)

-I never could've guessed that this edgy character would have such strong feelings about the power of love.

-A Kana-chan, huh?

-Ohhhhh, he's a Hitotsu-ki!

-Fill his dark soul with liiiiiiiiiiiiight, Tsubasa-san!

-Kanako is Kanagone.

-Yare yare daze...

-Everybody's got love problems, man!

-Dewicious :)

-Ohhhhhh, my man dipped.

-Yeah, you're in the doghouse Makoto.

-...n-no offense, Tsubasa-san.

-I know a guy.

-He monster.

-...oh

-So that's where the Revice budget went <3

-"Oh goddammit, it's you."

-"D o g"

-"I'll beat you up! Or my name isn't Don Goku!"

-"Get a new girlfriend!"

-Oh, you douchebag, you stopped her that quick.

-"Natsumiho!"

-Man, I'm absolutely obsessed with these idiots and their love lives.

-Is this how the moms watching Jetman felt first hand?

-"Wife Guy! It's me, Fugitive Guy!"

-What made you think that was a good look, man?

-HE'S STILL GOING

-Oh my god, he sees his wife everywhere.

-...oh god traffic.

-Whew, that was close. Tsuyoshi almost became Traffic Safety again.

-Ah, he's a theater kid. That explains a whole lot.

-OH GOD CRANE

-THEY ATE THE BIRDS

-Ohhhhhhhhh, that's the Juuto's boss, huh?

-Oh god, he didn't hold out for the whole year, did he?

-That's not good.

-"OH GOD I HAVE TO TELL MY WIFE I LOVE HER"

-Man, that fuckin' pigeon in the background, it's so based.

-Wow, you're a bad boyfriend, man.

-"Kana-chan's the only one for me", yeah I'm sure.

-He free!

-He's really fucking up again.

-Put an end to this charade!

-OH GOD TSUBASA

-OHHHHH THAT'S NOT GOOD

-Run, run, run, run, run, run.

-Go run, man!

-...oh

-Oh, that's creepy.

-Sonoza, I'm already crying. ...not for the reason you think.

-Dog fightin'!

-I see

-Ewwwwww, dog!

-OHHHH SHE'S A HITOTSUKI TOO

-...is that a bird? ...Choujin-ki? In the love triangle episode? With a guy involved in love triangles and a bird ranger?!

-Inoue has gone too far this time!

-Oh my god, Shinichi and Haruka were carrying Tarou.

-...how'd they do that?

-Oh thank god, Tsuyoshi's here.

-Go, bird man! ...or don't, I have fun either way.

-Oh god, Jirou.

-Don Dragoku! Nin-Nin!

-Avataaaaar Change!

-Here's hoping Jirou doesn't have Burai become an ill omen.

-"What the FUCK are you talking about, Dragon Boy?!"

-Robooootaro!

-We did it!

-Lovely weather for the festival!

-Evil Big Bird Lady

-"Goddammit,I'm hiding."

-Oh good, they'e infatuated once again.

-Awaken?

-Murasame?

-Ohhhhhhhh, that's Don Murasame! It's a shark!

-W

-What's with all the toy weapons

-Sonoi!?

-Oh man, Inoue's really got me by the balls, huh?

-Well, tune in next week when I go insane. ...probably for real this time.

#don! don! it's a full force peachy festival! #donbrothers #donbrothers spoilers #avataro sentai donbrothers #momo monday #super sentai

[pinktintedmonocle]

Red Dwarf – The First Three Million Years Ep 2 thoughts

·         I love that when they brought Howard Burden in to design the costumes for series 3 he didn’t watch a single episode from series 1 or 2 but instead just based the new costumes on the series 3 script.  That explains a lot!

·         Finally getting a look at the back of Lister’s painted short-sleeved black shirt from series 11 and 12!  I don’t believe this was ever shown on screen? (please correct me if I’m wrong!).  It’s got little drawings of the Cat and Kryten as floating heads to match the Rimmer and Lister drawings on the front!

·         I absolutely love the fact that Howard had basically no money at the beginning to make all of the Cat’s fabulous costumes and that to make the yellow and black coat from Terrorform they just took the old zebra print coat and coloured in the white bits with yellow felt pen!

·         Howard and Danny both saying that the Cat made their careers.  In all of the years that I’ve watched the show, I’ve never really given much thought to the person who actually makes the Cat costumes – I just look at them, think ‘well, that’s amazing’, then move on.  But of course getting the opportunity to design such incredible outfits would be a dream come true for a costume designer, and it must (as Rimmer would say) look so good on the old CV!

·         Robert talking about how long it took to get him into the Kryten costume (five hours!) and how the others had it easy in comparison, especially Chris who only had to put his H on.  And then Chris talking about putting the H on as if it’s the trickiest thing ever – “We have a hard time getting that H straight”

·         Craig sweating out of his ear holes in his mechanoid costume – ewwwwww

·         And then Craig talking about wearing the costume – ‘Having done it, I’ve gotta take my hat off to him.  But then again, he’s had three books out of this – Man in the Rubber Mask – he’s made a fortune out of it – get on with it!”

·         Chris talking about Low Rimmer – describing him as ‘extraordinary’.  And then describing the costume: ‘It was such an uncomfortable outfit.  I’m sure there were pins sticking into me and all sorts of things.  Motivated me to be, you know, Low Rimmer.  Because the outfit inspired that kind of evil, you know.”

·         Craig pretending for years to anyone who asked that he ate real dog food in Marooned when it was actually just tuna with a bit of jelly on it!

·         Great episode, loved the focus on the costumes.  Can’t wait for the last episode!

#red dwarf #arnold rimmer #arnold j rimmer #dave lister #kryten #the cat #chris barrie #craig charles #robert llewellyn #danny john jules #howard burden

[heathered-beinn]

BTS American Hustle Life Ep6

Ep 5 recap:

BTS are still in LA learning about hip hop. After their lyric challenge last episode, they had a little party (bbq) with Warren G to celebrate. Over dinner Warren G asked them if they got to spend much time with their friends and family and we learned the heart-breaking truth that they don’t and that it’s been 2 years since some of them have even been home.

The episode’s challenge was to shoot a music video and their task was to find some women to appear in the video. Cue some hilarious and cringeworthy moments as 7 terrified lads combed the streets trying to speak to the opposite sex. The filming was equally – if not more - hilarious to watch.

Onwards and upwards…

So they are still filming and straight away Jungkook is getting himself into some mischief. I laughed when the stylist hurried out yelping to get out of there because he doesn’t have a spare outfit.

Jungkook makes it back to solid ground and starts recording his self-cam again. ROFL at him running away squealing when one of the ladies plays up to his camera.

Now the ladies are in bikinis and sunbathing and the groups have to sit next to them and film. I almost couldn’t breathe from laughing especially when V, Jungkook and Suga walking away pretty swiftly after they’d finished; Jungkook saying he nearly *died* back there. And Suga grinning like he’d just been released from prison and saying he’s relieved it’s over. I really never expected Suga to be so nervous of women! He’s usually so chill.

Lol at the three of them watching Jin and J-Hope filming with the ladies (and acting fairly naturally) and Jungkook wondering how they can have fun like that as he thought his heart was going to explode and he’d die *crying with laughter emoji*

 Ah, it was really no surprise that J-Hope won the challenge. He was the only one who had fun, could get within a foot of a women and not look two seconds from shitting himself LMAO.

His and Jin’s reward for being the winning team was a collectible figurine/model of their choice? Cool!

Next day…

So Jin and J-Hopes next challenge is to find their beat box master but they have to beat box in the street to draw them out? I totally agree J-Hope, it’s utterly embarrassing. Yep, I had a little fast forward through that.

So they find their master, Fraahz and go back to his place where he goes through the basics of beat boxing with them. Their attempts are cute, although I think that microphone may need to be turned upside down to drain the spit ewwwwww looooooooooooooooooool.

Elsewhere, RM and Jimin’s task is to find their dance master – lol at RM’s pained reaction at having to dance again

Oooooh they’re going to learn some bboying! Wow, Jimin picks it up pretty well – I always thought he was a good dancer (since he led the dance class in Carpool Karaoke) that’s why I was surprised that J-Hope was considered the band’s best. RM does a pretty good job too! They really are such a cute duo. It’s quite a unique friendship they have – hard to describe. Bet they’re knackered after that dance session though.

Yep! Well… RM is knackered.

V(?) teasingly trying to wake him up and RM kicking his leg in retaliation. This band really do act like brothers. It’s like they’ve lived together since they were born.

Lol at Jin and J-Hope repeatedly bursting into giggles as they fail time and time again to get through their beat box and meditation practice.

****************************************** 

It’s the next morning  and RM and Jimin meet their dance teacher in the park for a little exercise (although they claim they didn’t know it was for exercise).

AHAHAHAHA RM almost dead after running a couple of laps. To be fair it’s probably scorching outside which won’t help. LMAO, the dance teacher putting the weight jacket on Jimin as the exercise was too easy for him. Poor Jimin and RM look absolutely floored by the end – I hope the walk back to the dorm isn’t too far for those tired little legs.

They’re back in the dance studio later on and poor RM get’s hit in the head by Jimin’s foot – aww. RM gets revenge by slapping a high five to Jimin’s hand/wrist extremely hard *crying with laughter emoji*. I love these lads so much <3 They are such characters.

Jin and J-Hope meet Fraahz again in the park to go over their beatboxing practice. I was impressed that they managed to get through the meditation without bursting into giggles. That part with them turning animal sounds into beats was hilarious.

******************************************** While the others are working with their masters V, Suga, and Jungkook are chilling at the dorm watching basketball and Jungkook is pretending to shoot people with a tablet… Lol, here comes Tony and N to spoil their fun! What are the three of them going to get? RnB!

Wait whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?! Hold the **** phone. Did they just say they’ve never heard of Whoopi Goldberg????!!! I ain’t from the states either man but she is a l-e-g-e-n-d. These three lads need to sit down and watch Sister Act 1 and 2 STAT.

Iris Stevenson, the woman Sister Act 2 is based on, is such an inspiration.

OMG they are going to get to do some gospel singing! *squeal*

Wow, Jungkook, you have such a nice voice <3 What an absolute cutie.

This was a great thing for the 3 of them to do. Not only was Iris’s happy and motherly soul something I think they desperately needed but, from what the lads were saying afterwards, I think musically it was important they learned how to feel love for singing again. The amount of practice they had to do as trainees – and no doubt still have to do - and the type of practice, as well as the stress of trying to ‘make it’ seems to have taken a lot of joy away from their art. And that is a real shame. If you don’t like what you’re doing, if your heart isn’t in it, then how can you possibly be happy? You certainly won’t be the best you can be!

Aww V has a wonderful voice for this kind of music too. But he’s not feeling well :( You need to rest up sweetie.

Iris is such a lovely and amazing woman.

Go V and Suga bragging about how great Iris is <3 Wonderful lads.

Okay, so they are going to each show off what they’ve been learning and then score themselves out of 100 “fairly”. Why do I get the feeling that “fair” will be used very loosely lol.

J-Hope and Jin did well with beat boxing although I think Jimin and RM were a little harsh with giving them a score of 69. Bet that gets reciprocated when it’s their turn. Aaaaaaaaaaaaand I was right lol. RM did really well with the dancing thought, kudos to him.

Next up it’s Suga, V, and Jungkook. Aww sweet Jimin getting up out his seat to hug V and tell him how much he loves his voice <3 <3 And ten seconds later he rigs the scoring so that he and RM are not last *facepalm*. At least he takes it back at the end and honestly gives them a score of 100 points. This means he and RM lose and the punishment is….

The winners get to smash the losers faces into a plate of whipped cream. LMAO. This I have got to see!!!

Oh Jungkook… <3

“Oh delicious”

But Tony’s “Welcome to America” in reply just killed me

Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaaha

Look at the happiness on Jungkook’s face *crying with laughter emoji*

*dead*

There are so many crude analogies that I could make here… Jungkook creaming Jimin’s face and them both loving it but I will… refrain.

LMAO RM flinging cream all over the place in retaliation.

So we got to see the music video and it was quite good. I felt it wasn’t very polished though as there was a noticeable difference between the colouring/lighting between the car scenes and the scenes at the mansion that you wouldn’t expect/want in a professional MV. I really like the song though.

Final musings.

Another enjoyable episode. This one was both fun and funny. The boys have got great personalities and can make even silence seem interesting. They are a delight to watch and I’m so glad I’m still at the beginning of the journey <3

Two eps to go: Episode 7 up next…

#bts #American hustle life #heather-beinn musings #jin #suga #rapmonster #j-hope #jimin #v #jungkook

[wendibird]

SPN 15X15 Observations

The saga of my shitty cable/internet provider continues. This week I was again watching it on my computer through the streaming app since TV still isn’t getting reliable reception, and my internet connection kept dropping! (Luckily, I’ve also set it to record, so I was able to re-watch the episode after it aired.) So, my notes are much less coherent probably, and I’ve had a long day so my after-episode thoughts probably are too. 

Everything else under the cut for those who wish to avoid spoilers and all my rambling:

- Connor isn't going to last long. - wtf? (freaky teddy bear!) - "she and I used to have a thing"? Seriously Dean? - Cas: "Sam?" (aka "Please be the reasonable one.") - soooooo much salt from Cas. - "Agent Swift!" - BABY YODA!!!! - I think the crossroads thing is Cas just making a phone call more or less. - Cas, there are NEVER "too many cats". - LOL I love Cas' literalness - Eeeeee..... love them bonding. - Hrm. So there's definitely a karmic element to these killings. I mean, "Lair" seemed like a bit of a stretch for the other kid, unless the "lie" was in him agreeing with the snobby girls. But I have a feeling this lady here is going to end up with something like "thief" carved into her. (So, thoughts: Avenging Angel? Just Deserts? Probably something new.)

- Also I feel like there was maybe something in that "previously" scene that I don't remember seeing before. (Was talking about Dean going into detail about needing to take Amara out as well as Chuck. I remember part of that conversation, but some parts felt "new" to me? Though I've only seen through this current season once, so I might just not be remembering everything right.) - Sam's worried/concerned about Jack! <3 - "At least this time it's not you and me." Oh man does that feel like foreshadowing. - Not sure I trust the pastor. - I've been watching this show too long. They all feel sketchy. Especially the girl with the headband. *LOL* - Oh man. Are they really going "Torture Porn" on us again? (Apparently) - His (Jack’s) Mom died 3 years ago too. - "I have more dads than most." <3 - "Put your trust in God." Wow. *LOL* Poor Jack. - Cas, you're totally one of his dads. But yes. It is complicated. - Ahhh. Maybe that's what the "Liar" thing was about. (Connor being gay and hiding it?) - Hi Amara! (My cat wants to get into my closet.)

- Amara's still in relatively light colors.

(Stupid internet signal is being a pain)

- I wish I knew what was going on.

(Aaaaand more internet problems)

- I love Cas! (still confused about what's going on.)

- So, what's with the random demon in the squad car? - Dammit.... I had a feeling Jack would end up having to die to kill Chuck and Amara.

(OKAY! Now that the episode is over, I'm going to re-watch parts of it so I can find out what the hell I missed! (still irritated))

- Jack HAS one of those teddy's! I wonder which one got it for him.... (My guess is Sam or Cas) - Maybe it was Zack in the cop car at the end? He DID say he was really bored. - Reason why I was thinking it might be something supernatural was because the one who did it seemed to know in advance who they were going after, but that lady just now stole from the poor box. So, how did the daughter know? Unless she'd done it before? Hrm. - Minor note: "We've been on the road almost two days." WTF? SPN doing somewhat realistic travel times?! *LMAO* - Trying to tell what's in her other hand. Looks like it's duct-taped closed into a fist around something. A transmitter maybe? It's an odd detail that I don't think gets explained. - So, did she call him a "liar" because she saw the two of them as having dated and then he came out as gay at some point? - So, they're just gonna leave the Impala there while it's gassing up? *LOL* - I still love Cas for this part. Sharing his "Journey". - Okay, got to see the guys' talk with Amara. (At least the first half of it.) I still think it's risky for Dean to tell her about Jack even being a player on the board. Though I get that he had to give her SOMETHING so she would get that the threat is credible. That they actually CAN do something against Chuck. - Also, SPN can't settle on its history. *LOL* But that's nothing new. Back in S5 it was God and Death and Death couldn't remember who came first. Then at the end of Season 10 we got an updated version with the Darkness (Who didn't seem to have met Death prior to her imprisonment.) Now, Darkness and God were twins. - Ewwwwww.... dead guy. - Wow.... They actually textualized that. (About Mary.) - He sounded like he meant it when he said "I will never hurt you." - I still love Cas being a subtle badass. - Jack... it's NOT the only way... (And I'm pretty sure Sam HAS forgiven Jack. But I don't think they've really talked.)

SO.

I apologize that my "notes" this time are a train-wreck, but so was my internet connection, so sadly, this is what happens when I watch part of the episode, miss some important bits, and watch most of the rest of it (while still missing more bits) and then when it's finally over I can finally go back and re-watch the bits I'd missed. And I wound up mostly just re-watching the whole thing again anyway. And some things definitely made more sense, and I definitely noticed some things I hadn't caught the first time.

I know a lot of people aren't going to like it because it mostly featured Cas and Jack while being light on the brothers. (But there WAS some good brother content!) I did enjoy it well enough though. (Like, it's not gonna make my top 10 total episodes, but I liked it better than a lot of the ones earlier this season.)

Organizing my thoughts is gonna be a bit hard (I've had a long day) but I'll make an attempt here.

Cas and Jack's arc: It definitely had a more old-school SPN horror vibe to me, though more like some of the newer horror movies (like Saw and the like) and I think both characters were written well. We had two awkward angels who still don't get all things human, but they obviously care. There was also a lot of talk about God in a way that I felt made both of them feel awkward considering their perspective on Chuck. I do still wonder though about some of the details of what Sylvia was doing. Like, I get how she'd probably been stewing about the one boy for a while. But the lady (could never quite tell if it was Valerie or Mallory) had literally JUST stolen from the donation box when she stepped outside into the trap laid for her. So, was this maybe a habit of her's? How would Sylvia have known about it beforehand? And also, what was with the crossroads demon at the very end posing as/possessing a police officer? Is he going rogue because he's bored? Is he acting on some weird kind of orders? I saw some theories about maybe the Dad made a crossroads deal to spring his daughter, but... I dunno. Unless it's supposed be a tease for something to come later, it feels odd and random.

Overall, I did really like Cas in this episode. I thought his blend of salt, cluelessness, and altruism was good, and I loved what he said about his past, and how he found his new purpose. Because he has been drifting quite a bit since he lost his original purpose. But he definitely seems to have found it again with Jack. So naturally he gets to find out that Jack is fated to die taking out God and the Darkness. *sigh* Dude CANNOT catch a break! Also, JACK! I love him so much! (And honestly, I'd had suspicions already that this is what had been troubling him. I'm glad he finally told one of his dads at least.)

Also, just wanna reiterate, I loved that bit at the beginning when Dean suggests Cas and Jack go tackle this case "that probably isn't anything (supernatural)" and he turns to Sam like "Please be the sane one here." (My hope/headcanon is that Sam encouraged him to go because he knows something has been troubling Jack, and if Jack won't open up to Sam about it, maybe he was hoping he'd open up to Cas at least. Then maybe SOMEONE could help him. But I don't know if the writers are thinking that deeply about Sam.)

Speaking of Sam and Dean... Okay, overall I thought their part of the episode was okay for what we saw. Like, the brother talk in the Impala, mild bickering about driving times and regular mundane stuff. Also their talk with Amara had some GOOD emotional beats in it. For Dean and Amara. Sam was mostly just there. And then he wasn't even there for the main part. So... *sigh* It's not that I begrudge Dean having that moment. I mean, he definitely had more of a connection to Amara than Sam did. But it still feels like not much really happened with him besides being a soundingboard and showing some concern for Jack. Hopefully we get more of him actually being important to the plot in upcoming episodes.

But let me reiterate that I DID like the talk Dean and Amara had! I'm glad that she textualized something that I know a lot of fans have theorized about Mary and her purpose narratively. That prior to her resurrection she had been put on this pedestal, but Dean and Sam were actually able to get to know the real woman. That the real woman was better than the memory because she WAS real. Flaws and all. (Not that I blame Dean for being angry.) I'm just glad that it was said outright. Because I got the feeling from some of the things Samantha Smith has said at cons that that was part of the point of Mary's character since S12, to make her real. And I know a lot of people couldn't see past her flaws and still hate her. (I DO think some things could have been handled better with her character, but that's not the point of this long rambly post today.) Also, when Dean said that he could never hurt her? It felt like him telling the truth. Maybe he was able to get that feeling across because technically he WAS telling the truth, since the plan is for Jack to be the one doing the hurting. But I dunno.

Anyway, overall I thought it was a decent episode. It had some good character moments in it, and considering I thiiiiink the next episode is going to be very Sam and Dean heavy, I'm not gonna begrudge Cas and Jack some screentime in this one since things are likely going to be getting dicey here fairly soon.

(And again, I apologize for how scattered this is this time.)

P.S. Oh, and one last thing before I forget. Especially after last episode, I find it odd that Jack still thinks BOTH brothers haven't forgiven him. I get why he would think that about Dean. The dude outright said it was going to take some time. But Sam, as far as we've seen has been shown to be supportive of Jack. So, I wonder if it's because Jack still hasn't forgiven himself? Or if it's because maybe he and Sam haven't really talked about that whole issue, so maybe Jack thinks Sam is just avoiding it? (Or if the writers are just lumping Sam&Dean together again because WHY would anyone see them as two separate entities? *salty*) Because if anyone in this show SHOULD be aware that the brothers don't always think the same it should be Jack. Because from the start Sam has tended to hold a different stance in regards to him than Dean. *sigh* Ah well. We'll see how things fall out. Especially considering what Cas (I’m assuming anyway) told Dean about Jack and Billy’s plan. 

#spn 15x15 spoilers #spn season 15 spoilers #episode review #my thoughts #mine internet doth sucketh #sam winchester #dean winchester #castiel #jack kline #the darkness/amara

[soldierswar]

Ghosts in the Wind

Dad!Bucky X Reader Fluff/Angst

TW: Mild suicidal ideation/death. 

Plot: You and Bucky have the perfect life. A beautiful home, a beautiful daughter. There is no fathomable way that you could ever be happier, or more content with your life. 

...But life isn’t always as it seems.

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You walked through the doorway smelling the smell of fresh pasta and cheese being broiled in the oven. “Well that was quick,” said a voice from the kitchen that was none other than your husbands.   “Uggh,” You groaned, throwing you bag on the floor. “One piece of paperwork. One. And I had to go all the way to mid-town for that bullshit.” “They couldn’t fax?” he replied, mildly amused by your past dilemma. “No. They needed like 3 different witnesses or something while I signed it. Do you know how weird it is signing something while 3 old men who are going through their mid-life crises attempt to stare at the paper, and not your ass? You think you’re nervous writing you signature for your driver’s license? Try that.” He gave you a sympathetic, lighthearted frown and walked over to embrace you with his long, strong arms, and kissed the top of your head resulting in an automatically smile that brought back all warmth to your cheeks like a little school-girl with a crush. 

“Hey, where’s—”   “Mommy!” yelled your three-year-old as she ran towards you and jumped into your arms. “There’s my little monkey!” “Did you miss me?” You asked, squeezing her cheeks which made her smile that inevitably morphed into a duck face. She nodded enthusiastically. “I missed you thiiiiiis much!” she exclaimed, raising her little arms and spreading them as far apart as she could possibly reach. The little liar. You were barely gone an hour, and she loved daddy time. “Yeah, of course you did,” You said before planting a million little kisses onto her red cheeks as she giggled and squealed. 

She was the biggest daddy’s girl. She always climbed on him, cuddled him while you both watched tv with her, and ran straight to him when she fell and hurt herself. One would think you could be jealous of that, but you really weren’t. You had your own special bond with her since the moment you found out she existed; and there was nothing that could take that away from you. Especially not Bucky. You both loved that little girl to death.

And watching Bucky be such a doting father did nothing but warm your heart beyond measure. Everybody said that she was the spitting image of you, the exact same way that you were your mother’s doppelgänger. And to an extent, they were correct. But she had a perfect mixture of your green eyes, and her dad’s striking grey eyes. She was shy around new people, so when she nervously laid her head on either of your chests (depending on who was holding her) for comfort, they couldn’t see that she had the exact same smile as her dad; or even a lot of his mannerisms. When she even talked like him sometimes. She was just as much him, as she was you. “James...” “What?” “Have I finally gone crazy? Or can I smell cheese on the verge of burning?” “No—” You handed your daughter over to him, and she happily obliged as you walked over to open the oven. It wasn’t quite burnt. In fact, it was going to be pretty good, but it was on that line. As you pulled it out of the oven, you gave him the ‘I told you so,’ look. Your daughter laughed knowing that ‘daddy was almost in biiig trouble�� expression on your face all too well. “What would I do without you?” “Burn all of the pasta,” You chuckled while rolling your eyes. Once again, your little girl burst out into giggles. He put her down at the same time as you set the dish on the stove. “I love you smart-ass,” he chuckled. “I love you too, asshole,” you replied before he planted a soft kiss onto your lips. One would think that you would have gotten used to it; but every time he kissed you, it felt like the first time in a long time. Like it could be the last time. Nothing could spoil it, even when you could hear a high-pitched ‘ewwwwww’ in the background. But it was just further validation that she knew that her parents not only loved her, but loved each other very, very, very much as he would say. He looked deep into your eyes, which made your cheeks blush once again. Hell, that look was what got you pregnant. “I’m sorry,” he whispered seriously. “Oh relax, there was no actual damage,” you lightheartedly scoffed. “You know what I mean.” You gave him a confused frown. “I’m going to miss you,” he whispered sadly before wrapping his arms around you tightly, and rested his face atop your head, planting a soft kiss. “But I’m not going anywhere,” you said against his chest trying to comfort him, still absolutely confused as to what was happening. Suddenly, the little one frantically wrapped her arms around your legs as fervently as Bucky was. “Don’t go, mommy!” she cried. “What is going on?” “I love you,” he said one last time against your lips. … You jolted awake as though you had been pressed underwater for 5 minutes. As you frantically looked around the dark room and became more and more aware of your surroundings, it didn’t get much better. You still couldn’t breathe. Your chest felt so tight that it felt as though it were about to cave in and break all of your ribs. Your hands trembled. In fact, you felt the trembling traveling throughout your whole body like an infection. “Y/N?” A soft, sleepy voice asked next to you on the bed. You jumped, and turned to your best friend Wanda who was there. She wasn’t Bucky. She wasn’t Bucky. Where was Bucky? “Hey, hey, hey,” she whispered, lightly and cautiously resting her hands on my shoulders. Her soft, warm hands began to ground you to some extent. She wasn’t James. She was never going to be James. There was never going to be another James again. She sat there patiently, and brushed her thumbs against your shoulders. It eventually helped to stop the shaking, and breathe at steadier rate to some extent. It felt as though you were on the verge of passing out from the influx of oxygen that bombarded your lungs. Maybe you wanted to pass out. When the initial shock finally subsided, and you realized where you were, and who you were with a whole other wave of emotions came up. After what had happened…After Bucky had died a week ago, she stayed with you at all times to make sure that you wouldn’t hurt yourself, or do something equally as erratic. “Was it—” You immediately began to sob uncontrollably. You sobbed so hard that it felt like you were choking on your sobs. You didn’t move. She helped you lay back down and wrapped and arm around you holding you close from behind as the sobs continued to wrack your whole body. She whispered soft hushes, but probably knew that you were helpless at the moment. You had had many nightmares since the incident happened. Ones of pure terror. But if you had to be honest, this had to have been the worst one you could imagine. Imagining a happy life. The happy life with him that you had had with him a little over a week ago. A happy life with the child that didn’t exist in real life, but the one you both dreamed to have in the near future. A child that was exactly the way you imagined she would be like. It made you want to die. You wanted to go back. Oh God, why couldn’t you just go back? “She didn’t have a name,” you sobbed. “Who?” she whispered, holding your hand no matter how hard you gripped onto it. But it was all you could say. Your baby. The little girl who in your last moments of seeing the manifestation of that child moments ago who you didn’t even comfort within your last moments with her, even if she never really existed. If only you had known that you would be leaving her…The both of them in that dream. You would have held on tightly. You would have held on longer. You would have held on as long as you possibly could. She didn’t even have a name. And that was all you could say. It was the only thing you said. It was all you repeated for God knows how long. But your best friend in the whole world didn’t stop you. She didn’t question your senseless murmurs. She didn’t even ask you to stop crying. She just held on as much as she could, because he knew that it was all he could do. Maybe if you could leave this world…You could go back to that sweet, sweet dream and hold on to those two very people you wanted to see most. But she wouldn’t let you. So you were stuck here. 

Locked out of heaven, silently screaming for those ghosts in the wind.

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Mini Fanfic #261: Kids React to a Bunch of Adults Losing in a Golf Game (Super Smash Bros Ultimate)

Mario

Mario: (Runs Around while Crying on screen)

Ness: You know....It kind of baffles me to see Mario act like a sore loser in this...

Lucas: Yeah....and I always thought he would be humble in these kind of sport games.

Ashley: (Shrugged) I guess even heroes can have their moments of poor sportsmanship.

Bowser Jr: (Smirking at Mario's Misery) ('Heh') This is pretty hilarious to me.

Popo: (Rolled his Eyes) Of course you would find something like this funny....

Bowser Jr: Well, no duh! The plumber's our dad's arch enemy. Watching him fail is like watching a cool scene in an action movie. (Smirks) It's always satisfying to watch.

Nana: Right........

Luigi

Luigi: (On the Screen) I'm a loser.....

Bowser Jr: (Smirks) That you are, Green Loser.

Ness: (Glares at Jr.) He's not a loser, Junior.

Nana: Yeah! Luigi's cool!

Toon: Respect the Green Plumber, Yo!

Bowser Jr: Alright fiiiiine....I won't make fun of everyone's (In a mocking manner) precious Green Boi or whatever....

Ness: ('Sigh') Just don't let Daisy hear you insulted Luigi like that, alright?

Meanwhile.....

Daisy: (Immediately Paused her Cuddle Time with Luigi and place her hand on top of her head)

Luigi: (Starting to worry) What's wrong, Daisy?

Daisy: I'm not sure, Sweetie....But I could've sworn I heard a disturbance a second ago.......(Shrugged) Eh. I'm sure it was nothing. Let's get back to cuddling!

Luigi: Okay.

Peach

Peach: (Feeling Dizzy while Fainting on screen)

Ness: You know....this might be the most normal losing reaction we seen so far. Even if see her faint like that is kind of unnecessary.....

Ashley: Well she is the princess. She could only do much when it comes to losing a simple game of golf.....

Daisy

Daisy: (On Screen) Nononono you CLOUT!

Ness: ........Yeah. I could totally see Daisy acting like this in real life.

Rest of the kids: (Agrees to this as well)

Yoshi

Yoshi: (Fell Down from Dizziness while feeling sad on screen)

Nana: (Feels Completely Bad for the green dinosaur) Aww....even when he's sad, he's adorable....

Lucas: (Feels Bad as well) Yeah....I wanna hug him and tell him that it's okay....

Ashley: (Place a hand on Lucas' Shoulder Reassuringly)

Dark Pit: (From a Distance) (Laughing)

Yoshi: (From a Distance) What's so funny?!

Dark Pit: (From a Distance) Your shirt!

Yoshi: (Yells in Frustration From a Distance)

Koopa Troopa

Koopa Troopa: (Hides in his she'll in shame on screen)

Ness: Another Normal Reaction....For the Koopas anyway.....

Diddy: (Turns to Jr.) Did you or any of your family ever hide in your shells before?

Bowser Jr: Nah. We're too proud to hide like cowards.... Except for Morton, but it's whatever.

Donkey Kong

DK: (Throws a Random Barrel and Starts Slamming on the ground in Anger)

Toon: (Eyes Widened) Well.......It looks like someone certainly hates losing.....

Ness: (Turns to Diddy) Does he always act like this when he lose?

Diddy: Yep. But only in sport games, though. I think he got that from Cranky...

Ness: Maybe.....

Diddy Kong

Diddy: (Jumping Around in anger and going Ballistic on screen)

Toon: (Eyes Widened) Wow.....And here I thought DK had a bad temper......

Popo: (Turns to Diddy) What happened there, Diddy?

Nana: Yeah? How were you able to react to losing worse than Donkey Kong?

Diddy: (Starts Blushing) I-I was just going through a faze at the time. (Crosses his arms) And besides, I've matured since then.

Bowser Jr: I doubt that....

Wario

Wario: (Throws a Giant Boulder before rage quitting on screen)

Ashley: (Rolled her eyes) Leave it to Wario to act like a real sore loser in a sports game.

Lucas: Where did he even gets that giant boulder from anyways?

Ashley: Your guess is as good as mines, Lucas.

Suddenly that same boulder was thrown back at Wario's head, instantly making him into a tiny squished version of himself.

Ness: Oooh.... That's gotta leave a huge mark. I'm surprised he even survived from that alone.....

Ashley: (Turns Away while Scoffing) Well that's what he gets for throwing a random boulder like a childish maniac instead of accepting one simple loss like a normal human being....

Lucas: (Turns to Ashley in worry) Ashley, are you okay?

Ashley: (Gently Holds Lucas' hand while giving him a Small Smile) I'm okay, Lucas. I was just rambling is all.

Lucas: Okay..... F-Feel free to come to me if you need someone to talk to, okay?

Ashley: (Smiles Softly) I will. I promise. (Gives Lucas a peck on the cheek) Thank you.

Lucas: (Starts Blushing like Crazy)

Ashley: (Silently Giggles at how adorable her boyfriend is being right now)

Nana: (Gushes on her two friends) Awww~

Bowser Jr: (Rolled his eyes) Oh Barf....

Waluigi

Waluigi: (Starts Dramatically Making a Scene on screen)

Bowser Jr: ('Tch') Drama Queen......

Diddy: I guarantee you that this is exactly how he acted when he didn't get into Smash Bros.....

Other Kids: (Agrees to this As Well)

Birdo

Birdo: (Stomping Around in Distress on Screen)

Toon: (Whispers to Ness) So....is Birdo's really a girl or....

Ness: I have no idea, man......

Bowser

Bowser: (Got on his knees and starts Beating the ground in defeat on screen)

Ness: See? Even your dad is taking losing too seriously, Junior.

Bowser Jr: Yeah....Dad is the type of Koopa who doesn't like losing all that well.....

Lucas: Even to Mario?

Bowser Jr: Especially to Mario.

Bowser Jr.

Bowser Jr: (Starts Crying like a toddler on screen)

Toon: (Snickering) Wow, Junior. Didn't expect you to cry like that over a little golf game.

Diddy: (Starts Smirking) Wonder where you got THAT from?

Bowser Jr: (Starts Blushing Furiously) Oh shut up! I don't always act like that.

Ludwig: (Walking by) On the contrary, little brother, you always act this way. Even in public.....

Bowser Jr: (Blushes even Harder in anger) No one asked you, Luddy!! (Went back to pouting so more)

Ness: (I think he rest his case on this one.......)

Boo

Boo: (Rolling on the ground in Despair on screen)

Lucas: Does anyone find it weird that this Boo didn't get himself killed under the sunlight?

Bowser Jr: Lucas, they're Boos. They can withstand anything..... Somehow....

Shadow Mario

Shadow Mario: (Trips Down and Just Sat There while Feeling Annoyed on Screen)

Ness: Okay. So this is something I don't get. Junior, If you were in this game as well and you still got that Paint Brush to this day, who was orchestrating as Shadow Mario this entire time?

Bowser Jr: (Shrugged) I'm just as lose as you are, man. The moment the tournament was over, all I saw was E. Gadd's Paint Brush laying on the floor that day.

Toon: Speaking of which....Why did the Professor gave you that Paint Brush in the first place? Wasn't he suppose to be on Mario's side?

Bowser Jr: Honestly.....I have no idea. I don't even think Dad knew at the time he got it for me.

Ness: Hey.....you don't think he's actually been some evil scientist this entire time.....do you?.....

Bowser Jr: ..................Nah. It's probably just a coincidence or something.

Ness: (Felt Unsure about that answer) ......

Petey Piranha

Petey: (Starts Puking out Gop like mud before falling down on screen)

Kids: Ewwwwww!!

Bowser Jr: Oh relax, you babies! It's only mud.........I think.....

Ashley: (Unimpressed) Regardless, it's disgusting. Moving on.

Reaction Over

Ness: Okay so....I think I can speak for everyone when I say that (Turns at Diddy Kong and Bowser Jr) You guys.... take losing wayyy too seriously.

Diddy: Yeah....I won't deny that at least....

Bowser Jr: (Shrugged) We were acting like kids back there....I mean...Me and Diddy ARE kids, so there's some excuse for us....But i don't know what was with those adults during that time. And on a simple Golf game nonetheless....

Ashley: I think it's might be for the best to not think too much of their nonsense for the time being.

Everyone Else: Agreed.

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#super smash ultimate #ness #lucas #ashley warioware #ice climbers #toon link #diddy kong #bowser jr #luigi #dark pit #yoshi #ludwig von koopa #reactions #humor #Remember Mario Gf Toadstool Tour? #yeah me too #lucas x ashley #daisy loves luigi #a little bit of fluff #spongebob reference #team four star reference #have to edited it again to make it perfect. sorry about that

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spn 14x17, liveblog, collected posts (all 27 of them) or as i like to call it: *bugs bunny voice* it’s fwidging season

How many cookies is Donatello baking? Like that’s a lot.

#also again… good food wasted :/ #those delicious cookies

 Ohhhhh, I had a thing like that as a kid asdfgh :D

#the game evening is cute though

 “Feeling better?” “Everybody keeps asking me that.” “We’re family, it’s our job.” “Well, It’s annoying.” Mary’s eyebrow raise.

 Dean roasting Jack for eating pineapple on his pizza asdfghj

Anael is so hot asdfghj

#shes a very pretty lady

 Ewwwwwww, Nick is back :(

#i hate nick so much #pls kill him #i hope Mary gets to punch him in the face

 “Kiddo how old am I? go for it, put me out of my misery” asdfh

#he pulls back real quick though asdfgh #coward

 Sam getting to be angry at Nick is so good! Hell yeah!

#he trusted him

 Sam is so smart. I love my smart boy.

#the fact that he manages to think clearly while hes out of his mind angry is also good #but ahahaha the glee at getting to kill Nick is so Sexy

 Of course, Sam is blaming himself again… Baby :(

 “Nick’s choices are his. Just his. You didn’t know. You gave him a chance because you felt for him. Because you’re a good man. You are. It’s one of the reasons I’m so proud of you.”

Me: cries like a baby

#ahhhhhhhhhh #this is the best #the very very best

 Nick is like “Oh Dean, we have so much in common, we’re like brothers.”

Dean: I would very much like to be excluded from this narrative

#same energy as when Jack was like Its Like Im You and Dean was just like No Its Not asdfgh

 “Being one with one of them changes you” asdfgh Nick’s so gay

#he thirsty af

 “even your three dads” ahhhhhhhhh

#jack is like: Lucifer lives don’t matter

 Jack headbutting Nick and breaking his own nose is good asdfgh

#disaster boy

 “I’m so sorry”, he says, while laughing

#nick is such a bastard

 “We’re finally alone. Feels like I never get a chance to talk to you anymore.” Ew ewww ewwwwww

#Nick is so incredibly creepy its disgusting #also don’t effing call him Sammy you piece of shit

 “It won’t be easy. You’ll have to prove yourself. The Winchesters will be a problem. But you can use that, twist it…” uhmmmmmm not saying that this is My Nick, from my fanfiction, but this is My Nick, from my fanfiction

#le gasp

 Sam choking Nick out is very good

#but of course hes a good dude and he can’t kill him. So then he gets his skull fractured

 “Lucifer’s perfect vessel. Not so perfect now, are you?” ohhhh, he’s so jelly!!!

 “Let’s play, Baby.”

This kills the woman

#i am dead I am deceased I am still dying

 Also the repeated shots Sam has been taking to the head finally seem to take a toll

#nice nice nice #llike I don’t want Sam to die but he’s just so pretty in red

 Ufff, the darkness Lucifer is gross af

#but ufff Nick is super into him #Nick seeing that princess mononoke slime parasite bs: take me daddy

 Jack just fucking tearing apart Nick’s hand is so sexy of him tbh

#and fulfilling Sam’s promise of ‘you can burn’ #nice nice nice

 Listen, was the way Jack killed Nick a bit extreme, sure. But he also deserved it sooooo

#i have no empathy! #although I do understand that Mary feels different about this

 God, I love Mary, she’s just worried about her third child!

#and now im sad :( #spn writers be like: I see a woman I floor it

 I don’t think it’s Jack’s fault, nor Mary’s, but it still sucks very, very much :(

#spn 14x17 #collections #nick is such a bastard boy and i hate to say this but i love it #hes so jealous of Sam like HOLY SHIT #sam liveblogs

[garthups]

the maze, part II

Thanks again y’all, still getting used to tumblr. Any feedback appreciated!

Link to part I

“O my lord, my lord, I have been so affrighted!” Lottie gasped, hand to her heart.

“With what, in the name of God?” Sam gasped in response.

“My lord,” She went on “as I was sewing in my closet, Lord Hamlet, with his doublet all unbraced, no hat upon his head his tighty whities fowled--”

I spit out apple bits laughing, “Dumb shit, I can’t believe you still remembered the bits we made about the monologues.”

“Well yeah, I had to memorize all your lines as your esteem’d understudy, fair O-phoebe-ia.” She bowed. I lead us through a right turn.

“And I get nothing for remembering my Polonius lines? Nothing at all?” 

“I helped him practice on the way in of course.” Matrix interjected. Lottie and I howled and called Sam a fake fan of Shakespeare. We took a left, it had been about five minutes since we got into the maze, and it was taking everything I could to stop looking up. The gang all told me to ignore it. Even Matrix was starting to pick up on when I was slowing down in the front of the group. Still though, I had a fairly confident idea of where we were going. The first station was only a little ways away.

“When you hit 4K I considered unfollowing you dude, god damn. Your followers now outnumber the POSTS on my private.”

“Sorry Lottie, what can I say. The people want them some Sam.”

“Ewwwwww, Matrix, can you like discipline him?” Nobody was saying it but I could feel the question coming. I fucking hated it when anybody talked about instagram latley, but I knew these guys too well for them to not ask.

“Did anyone notice the guy handing out flashlights?” Not what I expected. The maze curved off to our right. “Without a doubt the skinniest man I’ve ever seen.”

“Matrix, no dude.” Sam laughed, “That kid looked exactly like a younger you, ya big beefcake.”

“What do you mean?”

“What do you mean what do I mean? I couldn’t take my eyes off him! Only reason I didn’t say anything right away was because Phoebe was uhh ya know. But yeah, same flop of blonde hair, same stud earring on the left side.” Sam’s comment stuck in my head for a second, which made me feel self conscious. He was right though, I didn’t get a look at the guy at all. Too busy looking at the titanic corn.

“Didn’t really notice his hair and stuff, I guess I might’ve been too distracted by his hands and wrists when I got our flashlight. I think I could see every bone in that guys arm. Lottie? Phoebe? What did you think about him?”

“I thought it was makeup. Like corn syrup.” Lottie was talking slowly. “The closer we got though, the more I thought it looked like real, like, blood.”

My foot slipped. I caught myself, bringing the other foot down hard and running forward a few steps before stopping. I swore and looked back. At first I was confused by what I saw, so I walked back to where I slipped slowly. There was a mouth in the dirt. And a chin jutted out from the soil.

“Whoa, you good Phoebe?” Matrix said. My phone flashlight came on.

“Hey that thing looks like a face.” Lottie said. It was horrible. A perfect face in the mud. An old man, with his eyes closed. The same color as the earth around it. But he was grimacing in pain, brow scrunched and mouth downturned, a grotesque drama mask. No, hold on, the face was pale and grey and I thought I could see pores.

“Yo who the FUCK made that thing?” Sam said. He was kneeling down while me, Lottie, and Matrix distanced ourselves. 

“Sam, Sam don’t touch that thing please.” I whispered intensely. My sweat was concentrated on my forehead and temples. “Please Sam, please.” He froze half knelt down, arm downstreached, and he looked at me.

“It’s fine Phoebes, don’t worry. Just some sick thing someone buried. I hope.”

“Please Sam, let’s just go. It’s really grossing me out.” Lottie was putting her arm around me, and I covered my eyes up. Lottie must’ve made a face, because Sam’s tone changed.

  “Alright dude, no worries. We can keep moving. Fucking weird though.” I uncovered my eyes and Sam had a hand against the face. His eyebrows were scrunched up in confusion as he ran a couple fingers along it. Suddenly he pulled his hand back to himself and started walking. I didn’t need anymore faces in this maze.

“Come on guys. Fuckin weird. Cold, and it felt like it was breathing. Ugh. Well if we see it on the way back, I’m getting a photo.”

The farmers must’ve planted the crop out from the middle, because as we got farther into the maze the corn looked like it was getting taller. I tried not to look up and stave off anxiety by talking to the gang. Ever since I slipped on that face it was hard for me to participate in a light hearted conversation like before. Everyone seemed much more quick to brush it off, but it stayed with me. Just how off it was. When I turned back in, I caught Matrix saying something about high school, or something.

“That’s how it was, Lottie. Go Spartans though, I guess.” 

“That’s really good coming from a walking varsity jacket. Spartans, really? Did you go to Teen High in Municipalityville?” Said Lottie.

“It was a small school! What can I say?”

“Dude tell them about your biggest rival.” The fact that Matrix went to an auto-generated high school cheered me up.

Matrix sighed, “The Northside…... Bulldogs. Happy, shrimpy?”

“Extremely.” Sam pumped his fist and gave Lottie a low five. I smiled. Didn’t know how they were managing high fives though, I was totally freezing and kept mine tightly balled in my puffy vest. The cold was getting worse now that it was later in the night, I assumed. I could see my breath spilling out in front of me, maybe it was all the walking that was making me take shallower and shallower breaths.

“Right uhhh, Phoebe?” Matrix asked. I realized I hadn’t heard his question. “It is Phoebe right?”

He didn’t sound like he was kidding. Lottie laughed, “Seriously?”

“Bad with names, god, my bad.” Ouch.

“Don’t worry about it. I didn’t even hear what you said.”

“I was just saying how these guys don’t know how hard it was to be in the school spotlight all the time. Dunno if you guys had a volleyball team, but I guess being captain had similar clout to being the best at a big theatre school like yours.”

“Oh,” --God I felt so awkward-- “well no I was just kinda, like, in Little Shop. Basically that was it.”

Sam chimed in, “Hah that’s rich. I guess all those superlatives were nothing then. I’m telling ya bud. Phoebe,” he nudged Matrix while putting emphasis on my name, “was the coolest of the cool.”

“Yeah, Phoebe,” Lottie gave Matrix another nudge, “remember when you single handedly brought crochet tops to the valley? We were never the same. I remember seeing all those freshmen on the library computers printing out knitting patterns. They all wanted to be like you.”

“Uhh guys, could we not? Not that I don’t like reminiscing, but I’d rather be on my maze A-game.”

“I still get a memory pop up in my photos of me wearing a crochet top like once a month.” Sam laughed, guess no A-game. I looked at the corn to my left to avoid eye contact with anyone. Then, out of nowhere, Sam said exactly the question I was afraid that one of them would ask. “Hey speaking of which, how come you never post anything Phoebe? Like the last thing on your feed is your dorm pic. What have you been up to?” And I just let the question hang there. Lottie looked back too, and it looked like even Matrix had slowed his gate in front of us. I hadn’t noticed, but at some point he was turning us each and every way and my pathing wasn’t guiding us anymore.

“Yeah I dunno it’s just been kinda…” I said “boring? I guess. I’m not good at it anymore” And that was when Phoebe screamed. Loud, Loud Scream. Not like when actors try to scream, it was scraping her throat raw. Summoned from deep within, as unholy as what we all saw when we turned to her.

An arm, long and sickly was jutting from out between the stalks, out from the wall of the maze itself. A sick, pustulating arm. The maze itself was plenty wide enough for the four of us, the arm just stretched halfway across the width. I saw more than one elbow on the thing, articulating it at unnatural angles, white sickly skin sloughed off in some places.

There’s no way to react to that sort of thing. I was on the ground before I realized, screaming along with her, tears running down my cheeks. Somehow though, Matrix managed to react. He ran up hitting the thing on one of its elbows. I think he was screaming along with the rest of us. Lottie hit the thing with him, until a couple of hits and the arm came apart at the joint. They managed to pop some of the bubos and yellowy green pus spat over their clothes.

Sam pulled me up and we ran. There was nothing else to do, so we didn’t look back at the arm. All I knew was we needed to get out. We ran ten feet back to the last turn we had taken-- a right turn. We got to the wall of corn. I tried not to get too close, or look too hard at the corn for fear of what else lay behind it. We rounded the corner and.

It was the entrance. Just that single corner and there was the kid at the ticket booth. I had stopped, Sam did too. Lottie kept running, I don’t know if her eyes were open. My heart beat faster and faster, but I couldn’t leave my friend out there, so I kept going too.

We all left the Maze. 

#original fiction #horror #dark aesthetic #writeblr #writing

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Ok now that I have a moment to write about this, let me tell you some kind of fucked up shit that happened today -.-

So we’re all hanging out in Hailey’s room(my suitemate) and I was telling Hailey that I was leaving for a week to go to Florida. Hailey gets sad and is like “What am I going to do without you?” and I’m just like eh you’ll be iight but she’s said. So I ask her cause she’s been asking for weeks now for me to take down one of my braids to see my actual hair. 

They all have this unnatural obsession with my hair. Their always touching it and I don’t see why they see it as so magical and shit. (I mean They as in Hailey and Angelina) After today tho, no one’s allowed to touching it cause it’s fucking weird.

So she goes yes please and I go and take down a braid that I’ve been meaning to redo for awhile but was lazy. So I take it out and show her. Everyone is in her room mind you, so there’s Hailey up in her lofted bed along with Angelina chilling up there too. Marissa is standing in the room along with 2 of Hailey’s guy friends (One I think was gay but every time he said he wasn’t he sounded like that one music video where the guy goes “I’m not gay” while defending gays). 

Anyways, I leave and come back with a braid out and I go and show them. They get all touchy feely with it and Angelina goes “Can you straighten it?” and I’m like Absolutely not! I’ve gone 3 or more years now without letting heat touch my hair, I will not subject my hair to it just cause yall are curious, even if you used heat protected, hell no! Plus since my hair was in braids my hair was already stretched and as straight as it was going to get. Then Hailey goes, “Can you take it all down?! Or before you leave take it down??” I go fuck no, they really did not understand how fucking long it takes me to do my own fucking hair every couple of months. This shit aint a wig that I can take off and put on in 2 minutes flat! Eventually they drop it and I go and grab the yarn that was in my hair…cause that’s what I use in my hair to braid it with, which I’ve mentioned countless times to everyone who asks about it.

So I come back to their room because they also often ask me how I braid my hair like this..So I have the yarn in my hand getting ready to put it in when Angelina goes “What is that? Is that yarn?! All this time your hair has been fake!?!?! Ewwwwww” And I go “duuhhh I’ve been told you this and you’ve fucking felt it many fucking times.” She’s still not getting the idea so I go “Haven’t you ever seen a black girl one week have braids down to her ass and the next week have them shoulder length and then a week later there to her ass again??” and she acts dumb and goes “My mind is blown right now, I thought they just cut their hair” and I’m like noo but then she goes back to saying “ewwwwwwww your hair is fake” and all this other shit that just pissed me off cause she kept saying eww about it. 

What is so disgusting about my hair?? Seriously?? I would love to know?? I would get it if it was real hair cause that’s a little weird but this is yarn.. Explain that.

She sits there and constantly asks me if she’s “Woke” yet just cause she’s learning not to say fucking nigga around me and honestly at this point she will never be any type of woke in my book especially when she still wants to say nigga and be so called “cool”. Like everyone else was like cool and didn’t make a big deal that it was yarn cause I guess they knew the deal with black hair but she became a huge bitch about it and at the risk of sounding like a baby, that shit got to me. Idk if she was fucking around like she sometimes does cause before I took it down she told me she had a black guy friend who apparently had braids and he took his down for her too. So idk what her deal was but it didn’t win her any points with me..

#my sister will be pissed about all of this if i tell her #she's the one i talk to about these things tho #but she would solve it by coming here with our gettoest friend #idk what to do with this situation without being that bitch #and i don't want my sister acting a fool out here #personal bullshit

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THE GREAT CRUNCHYROLL NARUTO REWATCH Sees Four BIG Returns In Episodes 120-126!

Welcome back to the Great Crunchyroll Naruto Rewatch! I'm Jared Clemons, and I'll be your host this week as we make our way through all 220 episodes of the original Naruto. Last week, we covered Episodes 113-119, where Shikamaru’s newly assembled team faced off against the Sound Four and we saw Choji and Neji fight for their lives against two very tough opponents.

  This week we keep the rewatch moving with Episodes 120-126 which saw FOUR big returns from Rock Lee and the Sand Siblings of Gaara, Temari, and Kankuro who are now on the side of Leaf Village. Naruto’s very angry and sends a bunch of shadow clones to fight against some body horror while Kiba and Shikamaru have their own fights against the rest of the Sound Four. How will these big returns help out the remaining members of Shikamaru’s squad and are they able to break free to find a way to get to Sasuke while he continues to be carried in his box?

    It’s been nice that both times I’ve hosted the rewatch, we’ve got to see Rock Lee come in and do something cool, even if this time his return might have been a tad rushed. Plus, seeing the Sand Siblings return was perhaps the biggest shock I’ve gotten from this show so far. So, what did the other members of the Crunchyroll Features team think of Shikamaru, Kiba, and Naruto’s fights or the four big returns? How about what they think about what will happen with next week’s big main event showdown between Naruto and Sasuke?

  Let's check in with the Crunchyroll Features team and see what they thought about this week's batch of episodes.

    We start off these episodes with Kiba taking on Sakon & Ukon while Shikamaru has his hands full with Tayuya and her flute solos. How did you feel about these two fights after the ones we just saw with Choji and Neji? Were they too similar in nature or did they do enough to be different?

  Paul: While I appreciate that Kiba was willing to straight up shank himself in order to stab his enemy, I could have done with less strategic ninja peeing on the part of Akamaru. Likewise, while I enjoyed Shikamaru's intense planning, once again his strategy ultimately proves inadequate in the face of raw power and he has to rely on someone else saving his bacon at the last minute. For me, Choji and Neji's fights were more engaging, even if all of these fights are treading similar ground.

  Kevin: Choji’s fight is in a different category for me, since it is the culmination of his characterization to that point. None of the other fights have been treated with the same weight as Choji finally giving it his all. For the other fights, they’re narratively similar to each other, but all manage to stand apart by having different mechanics and narratives. Kiba’s constantly on the run, Shikamaru’s hiding and plotting while Neji was being attacked from all angles constantly.

  Carolyn: I agree. I did like seeing Shikamaru at a loss for what to do for a hot minute. But it seemed like overall, last week’s fights were a lot more intense and were intercut with character growth and Choji and Neji’s friends learning their strengths. That was definitely more compelling for me.

  Danni: It felt a lot less compelling watching these fights, honestly. A lot less actually happened. Seeing Shikamaru plot fifteen steps ahead is always cool in action, but the lead up to it was a lot of him running around. Kiba’s fight was mostly canned footage reminiscing about how much he loves his dog. It’s sweet, but come on. Who doesn’t love dogs.

  Joseph: The constant back and forth between these fights was fun but made each episode feel the same. Out of the main showdowns I dug the first half of Shikamaru’s the most, but it lost me a little when it became a long-form shadow hug-out.

  David: I think this is the start of where the huge power imbalances in this show start to get in the way of the fights being satisfying. Like Paul mentioned, it really doesn’t matter how well-planned a strategy is when the enemy’s power is so overwhelmingly strong you need someone like Temari to bail you out with a single swing of her fan.

  Noelle: Definitely agree with the rest here, Shikamaru at a loss of what to do when being brute-forced by an enemy is pretty interesting to see. Wits can absolutely help you in a pinch, but sometimes it just isn’t enough. I think the fights all do cover different things—they have similarities, but they’re different enough to not feel like complete repeats. I did think that last week’s was much more action-heavy though.

  Kara: I really like both Kiba and Shikamaru, so I was ready for some epic action with these two in the vein of last week. I didn’t mind the Akamaru reminiscing all that much because Dogs Are Just That Good, but I do feel like they kind of got the short end of the stick. I do, however, appreciate Shikamaru memorizing Tayuya’s hand movements to account for his lack of musical knowledge.

    Naruto slightly gives into the Nine Tails side and we see that side of him pop out again. However, it doesn’t really seem to bother Kimimaro as he just plays his own version of Dynasty Warriors with Naruto’s clones. Should Naruto have implemented a different strategy here or was he too blinded by rage to come up with anything different?

  Paul: Perhaps it's my penchant for all things lycanthropic, but I keep hoping they'll do more with Naruto and his partial fox transformations. Instead we got four or five episodes of Naruto tossing Shadow Clones at a guy who made short work of them with a bone-sword (ewwwwww!), and that is not terribly dramatic staging for a duel to the death. I didn't gather that Naruto was supposed to be blinded by rage; it just felt like they were stalling for time.

  Kevin: He was probably too blind to think clearly, but he also isn’t the kind of character to come up with much of a plan. Outside of the Shadow Clone Shuriken jutsu from the Zabuza fight, his strategies pretty much all come down to “make clones, punch the enemy a lot,” with the new addition of “make clones, use Rasengan.”

  Carolyn: I honestly just could not get over the little “pew” sound every time a clone was taken out.

  Danni: The first time we saw Beast mode Naruto was against Haku, and in that fight he actually fought like a feral beast. It was rad, and the fact that nothing of the sort has happened since has been an utter disappointment.

  Joseph: Naruto has proven in the past that he can have one or two really clever ideas so his reliance on Shadow Clones is kind of disappointing. I could give it a pass as a way to test an enemy before facing them, but he doesn’t seem to come up with much beyond it when facing these stronger characters.

  David: He probably could have come up with a more interesting plan, but honestly I’m not even sure what he could have done in that situation 1-on-1, especially once we see what Kimimaro can do against Lee and Gaara later.

  Noelle: He’s blinded by rage, but I didn’t think that it was too jarring. Naruto can be creative, but strategy definitely isn’t one of his stronger points. It’s hard to think clearly when you’re running on mostly instinct.

  Kara: I really like the Shadow Clones when they’re used as a basis for something else—like I’ve said before, I think it’s such a good metaphor for more mundane differences in learning styles in the real world. I hesitate to say he “should have done more” or “could have done better” because I sure as heck can’t think of what he should have done.

    Rock Lee makes his return to help Naruto out in his fight with Kimimaro and debuts a new fighting style by accidentally getting hammered. What did you think of his new drunken style? Do you think the speed of his recovery back into fighting shape matches up with him being able to fight at all given the last time we saw him he wanted to just climb stairs?

  Paul: Drunken Boxing is probably my favorite cinematic kung fu style, and I liked that the animation got a little loosey-goosey to go along with Lee's inebriated state, but it's really hard to pull off that martial arts style within the constraints of TV anime production. What we got was a little bit Jackie Chan, a little bit Bruce Lee, and a little bit of “The Sleeping Wizard” from John Woo's Last Hurrah for Chivalry. As for Lee's recovery, it was a lot of build-up for very little pay-off. After all of that business about having a nearly 50/50 chance to live or die, Lee has the surgery off-screen, and he's mostly fine afterwards!

  Kevin: I would find Drunken Fist way more entertaining if it was in basically any other part of the narrative. Seeing Lee not being allowed to climb stairs earlier the same day really doesn’t work well with how fluidly he fights, especially before becoming drunk. If he can still do a modified Leaf Hurricane, I’m not sure why Tsunade was holding him back. That being said, Guy’s cutaways to the restaurant when Lee went out of control still got me to laugh a little, so clearly something is working correctly.

  Carolyn: Rock Lee! It is weird that he’s OK already. But I don’t care. Give me more Rock Lee. Rock Lee all day every day. Honestly, not sure I care for drunk Rock Lee. It’s a new version of him, that’s for sure. But I like goofy, socially awkward, good boy Rock Lee.

  Danni: It REALLY bothered me when he showed up out of nowhere, but then we got an awesomely animated taijutsu battle. Then we got to see freaking Drunken Fist Rock Lee and I forgave any and all plot contrivances that had led up to that moment. It was stupid and cool in all the best ways. Now I really wanna watch Drunken Master.

  Joseph: I thought the whole point was that he wasn’t okay but was there anyway. Getting drunk was a good way to mitigate any potential issues with fighting stiffly and injuring himself further. I would have rather they planted the seed for this earlier, though. It would have been more satisfying if we had seen his restaurant destruction as a goof in a previous episode rather than Guy shoehorning the whole alcohol issue in right before this went down.

  With that said, I still love Rock Lee and enjoyed his fight! The animation wasn’t quite capable of handling drunken style fighting, and I wish he didn’t sober up so quickly, but it did the trick.

  David: I really don’t mind how quick the turnover was from when we last saw him and now, because the journey from his fight with Gaara to his recovery took way too long in the first place; we’re just making up for lost time, really. Also, taijutsu is the coolest stuff in Naruto, so I’ll take any excuse to see two ninja really duking it out.

  Noelle: Drunken fist is such a classic martial arts cinema thing, and I am always here for that. It’s a great and fun battle! As for his turnover time, it is pretty fast all things considering, but it doesn’t matter to me- we get more Lee. Enough said.

  Kara: As soon as I saw we were getting Drunken Fist action, I could not have been happier. That was freaking awesome. My thought going into this week was that I wouldn’t mind his ridiculously speedy recovery provided it was in aid of getting to see something really cool. That’s kind of how it worked out, so I’m happy.

    This set of episodes is return-palooza as we also get the return of the Sand trio of Gaara, Temari, and Kankuro. They’re also now babyfaces having transitioned from being heels by aligning with the Leaf village. This return was perhaps the biggest shock I’ve had so far in watching Naruto, but what did you think of how their return was handled? Should we consider them true allies or more in the vein of mercenaries who will go help anyone for the right price?

  Paul: This was another big reveal that was spoiled for me because I had to scroll through the list of episodes to find where I'd left off last week, and the episode titles and thumbnails give away that the Sand Siblings are back and antagonistic to the Sound Five. I wish I hadn't known that going in. As for their loyalties, they seem fine so far, and Gaara especially seems to have absorbed the lessons that Naruto lovingly walloped into him. Do I spot the first sparks of romance between Shikamaru and Temari?

  Kevin: I have no idea how to answer, and that’s probably my biggest problem with these episodes. We never got a scene with Tsunade debating whether to send help, or a cutaway to what the Sand Ninja were doing, or anything else that would’ve hinted at them returning in any way, then they just show up as full on allies. If they were mercenaries, that would actually make MORE sense and would be an interesting plot point, since whether to tell their village how weak the Leaf is at the moment would serve as a character moment for them, testing whether they were truly just in it for the money or if they were truly becoming allies.

  Carolyn: It was very strange to me to see Gaara and Rock Lee fighting together like everything is hunky dory after Gaara broke Rock Lee and then returned to try to kill him while he was stuck in the HOSPITAL.

  Danni: I definitely spoiled myself on this by scrolling ahead to see what episode to stop on, but their appearance was still one of the coolest things in this batch. It also just makes sense to me. They’re soldiers acting on orders. Yesterday’s enemy can be today’s ally. Interestingly, Gaara of all people seems to feel the most sympathy for the Hidden Village shinobi now. I can’t wait to see how this plays out.

  Joseph: I loved it. I knew it was coming but they each had such cool entrances I didn’t care!

  David: They are some of my favorite characters, so I was happy they showed up—I’d completely forgotten they were in this arc, actually. However, they also represent the power disparity I mentioned in an earlier question, so it’s a double-edged sword. Lee shows up and kicks butt, but when whatever he can do is basically immediately rendered moot by Gaara’s powers, it’s kind of disheartening.

  Noelle: What can I say but the power of friendship. I like the sand siblings a lot, so I was just really happy when they reappeared. They do appear at extremely convenient times, which can feel a little anticlimactic, but I’m glad they’re around. Gaara! I missed you, Gaara.

  Kara: I’m divided. On the one hand, I’m not a big fan of badasses being saved from certain doom by badasses who arrived slightly later. On the other, I’m all about getting to see these sand kiddos as allies. Also, Gaara’s got a sort of Season 3 Zuko vibe going on (or maybe Season 3 Zuko had a Sasuke Recovery Mission Arc Gaara vibe going on).

    We are building toward Naruto vs. Sasuke happening for real next week. For you first time watchers, what are you expecting from this fight and for those who have watched, has the build matched what you remember?

  Paul: If I were writing the show, I would have Naruto suffer his first serious defeat by having him be unable to convince or conquer Sasuke. This would force Naruto into a deep moment of introspection and require him to examine what it truly means for him to follow his own “Ninja Way” in his efforts to become the next Hokage. I have no idea how it will actually play out, though.

  Kevin: Having watched before, I actually thought that the Sound Ninja Four stuff went by more quickly. I seriously thought that we were going to end this week at the climax of Naruto vs. Sasuke. Instead, I hope you like Kiba bleeding to death, Shikamaru sitting in a tree, and Naruto running through trees, because you’re going to keep cutting from one of those options to one of the others for the majority of the runtime, with the occasional reminder that Lee’s somehow not killing himself by fighting.

  Carolyn: I thought the hospital roof fight came about inorganically. “You must fight me!” This time it does feel like there’s much more of a reason for a showdown. Sasuke’s gone rogue!

  Danni: I’m expecting some real cool-looking animation from this fight, some flashbacks, and a whole lot of “SAAAAASUKEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!”

  Joseph: I know what to expect from reading the manga but it’s been just long enough for me to not be totally sure I remember it correctly, so I’m excited! I do know how it shakes out, but that’s fine. This is going to be another good batch.

  David: It feels like it’s happening sooner than I remember, but in a good way?

  Kara: I’ll be shocked if Naruto bests Sasuke right away. There’s just too much going on here for it to be one and done. Plus, so much of his motivation has been about how he stacks up against Sasuke, I feel like beating him in this state would settle the score way too easily. I could be wrong, obviously. I’ve been wrong before.

    Finally, what were your high points and low points for these episodes?

  Paul: My high point is Gaara using his sand to gently cradle Lee and protect him from harm, which was a very satisfying reversal of what happened when last they met and also a welcome evolution of Gaara's character. My low point is the sheer incredulity I felt when I realized that Sakon and Ukon were slain by a glorified game of Pop-Up Pirate(TM). Talk about going out like a complete chump!

  Kevin: High: The Sand Ninja assisting the Leaf. Why they’re there is a complete mystery, but I loved seeing them absolutely dominate the Sound Four/Five. Most people already know that the Naruto franchise pretty much drops its ninja credibility over time in favor of insane power scaling and everyone basically being a wizard, and we’re starting to see the power creep get to the point of changing the landscape. The kid in me loves the sheer wanton destruction, so I have fun with this kind of escalation. Low: Lee fighting. As a Lee fan, I love seeing him back in action flying all over the place with crazy Taijutsu. Narratively though, he’s what, a day out of major surgery? The simpler motivation of just wanting to climb stairs would’ve been a great story to progress over time. There are 100 episodes left, every 10 episodes just give a scene with Lee to show noticeable progress from the last time we’ve seen him.

  Carolyn: I actually loved Kiba promising to protect his perfect doggie in the future. That’s my high point. Good boy doggo saving the day and good boy Kiba wanting to do right by his pupper. Low point, sadly, probably drunk Rock Lee. Just because I love him as he is and there is no reason for him to change and I completely agree that his struggle is more compelling than this goofy arc.

  Danni: High point is easily Drunken Fist-style Rock Lee. It’s the dumbest plot contrivance used for the best purpose: turning Rock Lee into a drunk badass. It’s so transparent that it’s laudable, and the resulting fight just looked real good. Low point was the complete drag watching Kiba and Shikamaru fight was. I watched every episode hoping the Sand shinobi would just show up already.

  Joseph: I, too, love drunk Lee, no matter how stupid it may be. That’s my high point along with the story about his restaurant destruction. For my low point, it would have to be Naruto basically gawking as Kimimaro musou-style thrashes his clones. Such a dull way to kill time and a little too on brand for our tactics-adverse ninja boy.

  David: My high point is also drunk Lee, with the best part being when he ‘wakes up’ and realizes he was drunk because he has a headache and an injury he doesn’t recall having before. Low point is, also, the Naruto fight, simply for being the only downright boring segment this week.

  Noelle: Gaara and Rock Lee teamup still makes me so hyped, even after all this time. Some things don’t let you down! The Naruto clone musou segment felt a little dull- I don’t recall feeling that when reading the manga, but I definitely felt it here.

  Kara: High point was the Black Ant. Oh my God. Kankuro’s puppet skills have always been super creepy to me, but dang. It was quick, efficient, and absolutely horrifying. Low point was Akamaru’s aerial pee ballets. He’s a good boy and I love him but you’re gonna put someone’s eye out.

    COUNTERS:

Nothing new this week!

  Total so far:

Bowls of Ramen: 42 bowls, 3 cups

“I'm Gonna be Hokage!”: 52

Shadow Clones Created: 352

  And that's everything for this week! Remember that you're always welcome to join us for this rewatch, especially if you haven't watched the original Naruto! Watch Naruto today!

  CATCH UP ON THE REWATCH!

Episodes 113-119: Operation Rescue Sasuke

Episodes 106-112: Sasuke Goes Rogue

Episodes 99-105: Trouble in the Land of Tea

Episodes 92-98: Clash of the Sannin

Episodes 85-91: A Life-Changing Decision

Episodes 78-84: The Fall of a Legend

Episodes 71-77: Sands of Sorrow

Episodes 64-70: Crashing the Chunin Exam

Episodes 57-63: Family Feud

Episodes 50-56: Rock Lee Rally

Episodes 43-49: The Gate

Episodes 36-42: Through the Woods

Episodes 29-35: Sakura Unleashed

Episodes 22-28: Chunin Exams Kickoff

Episodes 15-21: Leaving the Land of Waves

Episodes 8-14: Beginners' Battle

Episodes 1-7: I'm Gonna Be the Hokage!

  Here's our upcoming schedule:

- May 24th, NICOLE MEJIAS plays referee for Naruto vs. Sasuke, Round 2!

- May 31st, NOELLE OGAWA will start us off on a journey back into the land of filler.

- June 7th, DAVID LYNN keeps us going as we get even deeper into filler.

  Thank you for joining us for the Great Crunchyroll Naruto Rewatch! Have a great weekend, and we'll see you all next time!

  Have anything to say about our thoughts on Episodes 120-126? Let us know in the comments! Don't forget, we're also accepting questions and comments for next week, so don't be shy and feel free to ask away!

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