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aethertownusa · 9 days

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Anyhow here is a scene in the kind of super-expensive poster shop I have been so often in. How much of my life have I spent discussing frames, looking at frames, holding up frame samples, asking what else could be ordered, watching framers ... anyhow this is the late 80s and that's how come the Xerox

Jacob was in a high-end poster shop in Chicago. Some of the posters cost as much as posters. Some cost as much as art. They hung from poles like carpets and stood in giant book-shaped displays mounted on the walls and lay in steel racks along the floor, protected by plastic.

The man who was probably the shop owner was about to talk to Jacob. He had his hands linked on top of the counter and was leaning just a little forward. Thirties, maybe. “Can I help you find anything?” the man asked.

“Not,” said Jacob, gently tapping through the posters, an airy feeling. “Just yet.”

Huge 1950s marquee ads, orange-faced men with lines around their mouths; Japanese cartoons in pink and teal, girls in spacey tracksuits, Japanese letters smacking all over the place, nice-looking; Matisse dancers; ladies at Picasso’s spa; big crazy monk holding a skull.

Jacob enjoyed the Dvorak on the sound system. He did not enjoy the happy, subtle attention of the man, who knew with some extra sense that Jacob was going to ask for his help. Jacob gave in to the inevitible.

“I’ll tell you what I’m looking for,” he said, coming up in a graceful and maybe too-quick half-circle to the counter, his habitual speed. The man was a little wowed. His fingers parted. “I want a poster of a David Hockney painting. I don’t know what it’s called. Young guy, no pants, lying down on a bed.”

“Oh, I know what you mean,” said the man. “Yes. Hold on.” The man looked through a thick cheaply-papered book, little black-and-white photos beside alphebatized names. An industry manual. He found what he was looking for.

“‘The Room, Tarzana’, 1967. That’s a beautiful painting.” He turned the book to Jacob, and Jacob could see, furry and gray and almost indecipherable, the painting which he remembered clearly but had sort of felt he had dreamed up.

“That’s it,” said Jacob. “Can you get ahold of it?”

“Certainly, certainly. I’ll have to order it in,” he looked at Jacob for the okay.

The man made conversation with Jacob as he tick-tacked information into a computer. “I remember, God, it has to be ten years ago now, seeing this phenomenal Hockney show at the MoMA in New York. I’d never heard of him, but I thought right away, This fellow is something special. I just knew it right away. You know how that happens sometimes with somebody really unique. The clouds just open up. Would you like to have us frame your poster?”

In a great flourescent back room they looked at triangles of frames together. “Yellow,” Jacob said. “A little bit of contrast.” The yellow he chose was bright as fake lemon. Plastic frame, simple-edged. Fashionable. “I like the way you think,” said the man.

Back at his computer, the man asked, “Are you a decorator, by any chance?”

“Oh, no,” said Jacob. “No, this is a gift.” Jacob wanted to say something. The desire was sudden and came at him hard, from inside, into the back of his lips. Maybe it was all those Japanese space girls. So he said it. “It’s for my boyfriend.”

The man looked at him with delight. “What a charming gift,” he said. “What a charming gift.”

Jacob paid an enormous sum. He took a chance, gave the man his Texas address for shipping. The man gave Jacob a Xeroxed promise that the framed poster would arrive within the month in one piece. “And may it bring you and your boyfriend many days of joy,” he said, with the Xerox, smiling.

Jacob laughed at the blessing as he moved muggily along Diversey, but he catalogued it, too. He put it in a rack in a floor in his mind. You don’t get too many explicit benedictions. You’ve got to keep them safe.

#should I start tagging these #the novel my subconscious is writing

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heavenlydragon · 11 days

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Blog Update (Reblog Rules)

I may not have been too vocal about it but besides the original posts, this blog exists to archive as much of the Esca content on tumblr as it can (even if the original posts were deleted, as long as this blog is online, you can find the reblogs here at least). Therefore, I used to be less selective about reblogging or moderating content but I think it's about the time I started, for several reasons. One, this blog has been around for eight years (ugh, I made no anniversary post again). At this point, whatever piece of official material you post related to the almost thirty year old franchise, somebody probably posted it before. Yes, even if you scanned it yourself. And if you repost something you just downloaded somewhere, well, then you probably know that. Chances are you either are reposting someone who originally posted it on tumblr, or, if you got it somewhere else, there is someone who already reposted it to tumblr before. The archive would just get cluttered if I included each and every one of the reposts. Two, we are old enough and should have enough accumulated knowledge as a fandom that we can get past the disinformation. Three, there is a rise in AI and it needs to be addressed as well.

I tried to formulate and will from now on impose some rules as to what I will or will not reblog here, so that everyone knows what to expect.

Only posts that bring something new or extra will get reblogged. I will not reblog the fifth reupload of an image that has been floating around the web for decades (and you can find it in the blog archive). Exceptions: I will reblog any gifs or edits made by the original poster, even of the scenes that were giffed before. It's still your work and the more gifs we have to use as reactions, references, etc., the better. I will also reblog content that was posted before, provided it was made by you and/or is of higher quality than the previous posts, or brings something else to the table.

I will not reblog any reposts of fanart without credit. If it's a current artist that is present on tumblr, pixiv, deviantart or elsewhere, and you are reposting their art without their explicit permission, I will not reblog it, even with credit. I will consider reblogging posts linking to the artist's original website directly, if the artist is not present on tumblr. On the other hand, if it's an artist that is no longer active or online, you are posting a scan of a printed fanart, doujinshi, etc., I will reblog it for conservation reasons, as long as it has correct credit. I will also not reblog (fan)art obviously traced, redrawn, or edited from another artist without permission or credit to the original artwork. Redraws inspired by anime screenshots and official materials are fine but I will apply some quality control, and again, you should state the inspiration clearly.

I will not reblog posts that contain disinformation. This entails intentional or even honest mistakes. I will not correct you (no time for that and people tend not to like it anyway) but I will not reblog such posts. This entails false information (or information that has been proven wrong), misattribution (you credit the wrong person), or presenting your headcanon as official information. Of course, there is nothing wrong with posting theories and headcanons (and I will gladly reblog them), if they are presented as such.

I will not reblog AI content in any shape or form. It doesn't matter if you state that it's AI content, if you use it just for entertainment and do not claim to be the artist. This blog is strictly against AI use in art and will not help circulate such content.

Of course,

these are only guidelines.

you may not care that you don't get reblogged here.

I cannot know, remember, or recognize everything. I may break my own rules unknowingly.

the reason I have not reblogged your post may be entirely different. For one, it may not have been shown to me in the tag/search, or I just missed it somehow. If you think it doesn't break any of the rules and you would like to get it reblogged here, you can still send it to me via submit, ask, or message.

But I will not knowingly use this blog to spread anything in any way connected with art theft or disinformation and I will save myself some time by not reblogging the repost of a repost of a repost. If you have any thoughts about this, I'll be glad to hear them!

#blog meta

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a-tale-never-told · 3 months

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Honestly, this anon is personally starting to wish the character of Hiyoko Saionji had never been created in the first place. And it's not even because of anything the character actually did, I just share your frustration on how "parasitic" some fans are. I don't run any Danganronpa story blogs myself, but if I did, I would take a leaf out of your book and just "not use the character at all". Not because I hate the character or anything, but just so I wouldn't have to deal with her fans.

//Looking back in hindsight, and with the recent developments we've just faced, it probably was the most solid decision I've ever taken, when it comes to discussing anything relating to the Hiyoko situation, and that's honestly surprising when you take into consideration just how vocal I was about the entire issue, since it's inception during the Mod Freeze dilemma.

//Personally, I usually tend to avoid engaging in controversial discourse, because it's a stream of vindictive toxicity that often criticizes other's beliefs and opinions unless it involves a particular character that I'd really enjoy or a sensitive subject matter that needs to be addressed. Because once you finish talking about it, you come to the realization that it's all pointless melodrama surrounding a character that, for all intents and purposes, doesn't deserve the amount of hate she gets.

//Now, saying that Hiyoko shouldn't exist as a character in the Danganronpa franchise, mostly due to the controversy around her fanbase, is kinda excessive to me, because there's clearly a bunch of positive character traits she has, both in the main storyline, and in the Free Time Events, with her concern for her father, the only family member that she values and cares for in her life, and her sincere friendship with Mahiru and how it's generally nice to see Hiyoko actually have somebody to relate to when it comes to parental issues.

//Still, I do get why you're frustrated about this whole thing, and believe me when I say, that the majority of the Hiyoko fanbase, at least the ones with a sense of nuance and those who aren't willing to go into emotionally charged rants about why Hiyoko's a great character, instead of plling together a co, seems to be generally against these absurd claims of justifying Hiyoko's behavior towards others, at least from my perspective.

//If anything, I've made my stance on the whole situation pretty clear from the get-go, and so far, it hasn't been significantly changed throughout the number of times this issue has escalated to a breaking point, but it's a pretty massive issue, one that requires an in-depth analysis of Hiyoko's character and why she's so divisive, to begin with.

//Other than what I'd just said earlier, I don't really know what else to offer, other than it's a difficult and tough affair when it comes to writing compelling or satisfying moments in storytelling and dealing with unwarranted or toxic criticism, especially if you're writing a scene where a major character that a large portion of the fandom loathes ends up getting their comeuppance in less than satisfying ways, and it often leads to disastrous outcomes as a result.

//Yes, there's gonna be people who'll hate you because of your writing how you've treated their beloved character in their fanbase, and how you are as a person no matter how much you try to please them, but that doesn't mean that you'd have to let these types of people dissuade you from the type of story you want to convey. Is criticism an overall bad thing? Absolutely not, in many cases, it's actually been proven to be quite helpful in terms of progressing the story, but there's gotta be a barrier between providing constructive criticism and constantly punishing others when they're down and acting like petty, parasitic, idiots who've probably never heard of the actual meaning behind constructive criticism.

//It's okay to disagree with somebody's perspective on a character, but you can't actively pressure and gaslight them into accepting your viewpoint and personal opinions, because nobody's gonna feel comfortable about discussing anything about that topic around you because they'll know about how you'd react to such an obviously sensitive topic, and it'll often foster deep-seated feelings of paranoia and a general incapability of continuing on with what makes them happy, because what's the point of even continuing on anymore if everybody's mad at something you did wrong, even if it really isn't your fault?

//This sort of irrational, vitriolic, rhetoric is actively dissuading people from continuing on with what gives them enjoyment and comfort in life, and it's honestly depressing to see that it's only getting worse.

//Instead, as a piece of genuine advice cherish those who are willing to be supportive towards you and provide constructive advice to help improve your self-confidence and your positive qualities as a person, while proactively blocking out those who'll just leave a negative influence on you in life, both in terms of internet and real-life problems. I promise you

//Yes, it's a difficult process to handle, especially if that toxic influence is a personal friend of yours, or a dedicated fan who's been supporting the blog since its creation, but it's honestly for the best that you cut ties with these people because people who constantly resort to guilt-tripping you over some minor misunderstanding, making you severely doubt yourself about whether or not you're actually a good person, and basically use manipulation and violent, intimidation tactics to silence you when they dislike how you'd portrayed a certain character, and attempting to psychologically break you by spamming hate each time you update a new chapter.

//As someone who's witnessed stuff like this before, it's abundantly clear to me that it's being perpetuated by a group of sensitive bullies who don't understand the very definition of what humans are like, and that, contrary to what we'd think, humans aren't devoid of empathy or compassion for others, as everybody might assume at first glance. The human mind is a fascinating, complex, treasure trove of knowledge, and we often tend to neglect just how much potential we have to accomplish incredible things in life, not just from a historical or writing perspective, but also from a human perspective as well.

//Humanity is capable of showcasing cases of empathy, positivity, kindness, and a plethora of other beautiful things about ourselves, but we often take those promises for granted, and that doesn't change the fact that we have an inherent tendency toward being self-destructive and violent, as history has pointed out over the years. We are our worst enemies, but that doesn't mean that we're all inevitably doomed to fail as a civilization and never progress as a species in terms of showing love and compassion toward others.

//Sadly, these so-called "fans" have no storage of kindness or empathy in their hearts, only existing just to relentlessly intimidate those who are really sincere and great people, into submission, because that's how they derive their power, bullying others out of a sense of blind devotion, and sadistic desires because that's what the majority of those haters are, and it's a definite example of parasitism and bullying

//Apologies if I've ranted a bit about this situation quite longer than what I'd originally hoped it would be. It's just so exhausting having to deal with all of this, so I hoped that this post managed to bring those who were targeted by those miserable excuses for fans some semblance of comfort. I seriously don't wanna discuss this topic any further than it should've been, because aside from what I'd just stated, there's not much to it, other than the controversy and discourse surrounding Hiyoko has gotten far worse than what I expected, and from where things stand as of late, it's not going away anytime soon.

#mod talks #a tale never told #anonymous

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incorrectbatbquotes · 1 year

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hi i’m sylvie your favorite admin in the world and i’ve been hyperfixated on batb (1991) since I was 14 so here’s my definitive (mostly spoiler free) review of every book based in the universe of batb (1991)

1. As Old As Time (alternate universe)

Like a 6.7/10. The characters were well written and I liked the imagery. Felt very reminiscent of the musical adaptation which I liked. A lot of characters to keep track of though and I don’t love the uh. “subtext”. somebody else in the fandom mentioned their issues with it and i don’t remember who it was but yeah that. I liked it but the flaws unfortunately bring it down a few notches. still a decently interesting read. mrs potts was such a fascinating character in this I really loved how braswell wrote her. sadly no name for the beast this time but that gets addressed at one point so??

PROS

It’s a neat concept

The writing is really good

Pretty and spooky imagery

The characters are well written especially Mrs Potts (beatrice my beloved)

had some genuinely dark moments that fit surprisingly well

CONS

weird subtext iykyk

too many characters. so many names

some scenes happen really fast and move on with no explanation or callback to it

2. Belle Takes Flight (sequel)

2.1/10. Its meant for a younger audience but theres really good books for younger audiences and this aint one. I liked that it kinda centered around belle’s friendship with lumi and cogs bc its a fun dynamic but the boys come off as incredibly useless and bumbling the entire time especially when theres high stakes? like are they idiots? yes (lovingly) but oh my god it was rough like you could take them out of the plot and it would still make sense. on that note i subtracted 50% of the rating right off the bat bc this book fatshamed cogs every chance it could. the dialect felt very on par with the movie which was nice but the messy plot, inconsistencies, unlikable new characters, and like the constant reminder that cogs is plus sized really almost made me dnf. also the prince still has no name. read anything else on this list unless youre that content starved like i am actively begging

PROS

the way they talked was very on par with the movie? at least the main trio. they said mrs potts was irish?? h u h?

belle and her dads-in-law(s?) goin on an adventure is such a fun concept and again i like getting to explore their dynamic when not in a “please fall in love with our son-figure boss so we can have hands again” type situation

i liked elise. i thought she was cute.

CONS

bad decisions made by the characters and by the author simultaneously

the new characters were poorly written and had the capability of being really interesting (i was hoping granny was like a mechanical engineer or something before she got introduced. like cogs breaks his leg and elise is like “oh granny t will fix him” and my immediate thought bc of the phrase “fix” was like. steampunky prothetic leg omg so cool and she’s gonna help belle fix the hot air balloon but nah)

belle is the only one out of the three who contributes anything to the story which like yeah ofc but you could switch which servants were there and nothing would change

in case you forgot how cogsworth looks as a human, worry not! because this book will remind you. at every opportunity. like two times in one paragraph on page 4 type opportunity. I physically winced. if all your development for this character boils down to “he’s fat and he’s short and did I mention he’s fat” like. you lost me so fast babe.

3. Rebel Rose (sequel)

8.5/10. If Rebel Rose has 100 fans, i’m one. If Rebel Rose has 10 fans, i’m one. if Rebel Rose has 1 fan, it’s me. If Rebel Rose has 0 fans, it’s bc i died. clearly meant for an older audience but still kept the charm of the film. loved the dynamics between the characters and making the servants feel more realistic while still keeping their personalities and quirks of their animated counterparts. also gave the beast a name thats NOT adam so bonus points. lgbtq rep thats done well too so ANOTHER bonus point. pls emma give me a sequel i’m on my hands and knees

PROS

bro i could go ON

mature but not too mature yk?

I already said everything i need to say this book slaps

CONS

I dont give any books about monarchy and government type stuff a 10/10 because there’s always some issues with that. a book set during the French Revolution will have its faults regarding that but its not the focus of the book

4. The Beast Within (prequel/alternate universe)

4.5/10. this one is. weird? like I genuinely dont know how to explain it? the writing is nice, i like how creepy the witches looked physically, and it’s a better ya batb book than BTF but those the only good thing I can think to say about it? all the characters were flat and the PACING IS SO BIZARRE? like I genuinely thought there was a point where my archive.org borrow time ran out and the pdf stopped working but nope the pacing is just so genuinely bizarre. I don’t love the involvement with Gaston, it felt super forced. apparently this book is part of an expanded universe bc ursula from the little mermaid was mentioned??? i have so many questions that I won’t get answers to. i want to dislike it but i’m just so confused. like i might just make a separate post of how much this one confused me but I cant give it a lower rating than BTF because that one just made me mad. i think the fact that i had the coraline soundtrack on in the background might’ve convinced me it was better than it was bc it was good atmosphere music. read coraline instead of this idk it’s almost 4 am.

PROS

it was better than Belle Takes Flight

I like the Prince’s inner monologues. the writing was charming at times and had moments where it was really pretty

the coraline soundtrack makes it better

the moving statues were a cool element i wished we got more of that

the curse slowly taking effect is an element from the musical i love so it was nice seeing that used in another version

CONS

really weird pacing. like we go from the servants turning to objects to IMMEDIATELY belle getting attacked by wolves

the witch sisters were weird inclusions. like at first i liked the concept and their physical descriptions are freaky and cool but after a while i got confused? this whole book confused me but maybe i’m too old at my cant-rent-a-car-in-america age.

I’m really hoping most of my confusion was bc this was out of order in a series and I didn’t know it bc why was ursula there?

the prince (who still has no name) goes from being a massive jerk to talking about how much of a family he views the servants as and i think this was supposed to show how him slowly turning into a beast was messing with his head but it didn’t come off that way (the closest things you had to a mom and dad go missing and you dont go looking for them??? like you just tell everyone else to? when you were JUST talking about how much you care about them? “where’s my not-dad go find him” AND YOU DONT SEE THAT MAN FOR MONTHS???

i dont like gaston’s inclusion. i feel like his childhood bff being another snobby rich nobility boy wouldve been better.

it starts too late for a prequel. we never get explanations for where his parents are, why he’s the way he is, etc. like the story starts just a few weeks before the night he got cursed.

a lot of things happen and dont get explained or things happen offpage and is only spoken about in reference. (gaston murders a court painter bc beasty boy told him to? beast’s fiance’s mom kills herself? ursula fucking kidnaps his fiance? the entire part where he meets belle?)

IN CONCLUSION

Stan Rebel Rose

Enjoy but be critical of As Old As Time

Acknowledge that The Beast Within exists but don’t hope for consistency

Stare angrily at Belle Takes Flight and find better books for 13 year olds. I’ll make a list and everything if you want and i’m 7+ years out of the intended audience

(also regardless of my opinions, i send all my respect to each of the authors responsible. writing is hard, writing for the mouse™️ is probably harder. there were things I enjoyed in all of these, even if I didn’t love the book overall. i’m an actor and a costume designer, not a writer. dont take the opinions of some internet neurodivergent as gospel yall)

#not quotes #beauty and the beast #batb #no bc i just finished TBW and i’m still reeling bc wtf was that

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zendyval · 10 months

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Im guessing Sam is nice and collaborative irl, esp to the actors. He writes scripts that r graphic, bt i think where he gets a "pass" is when an actress actively has to ask him to cut back on a sexual/nude scene n he agrees. Mayb cuz he dsnt pressure them (even though hes the one putting those scenes in the 1st place), is prob "nice" to the cast and them knowing hes a nepobaby/has power, they feel the need to defend him n the show.

Obvs the crew is a whole different story cuz their the ones actually doing those full 12+ hrs, Sam seems to change his mind a lot wen jt comes to filming so that makes it harder on the crew, and they hav actively complained about him n those hrs

I tend to agree and they are using intimacy coordinators so that part of things is happening. The issue for me with the nudity angle is I'm not against nudity but actors and actresses just starting out are mostly not going to feel comfortable pushing back, especially if it was in the script upfront, because they aren't going to want to be seen as difficult or unprofessional or etc. Yes, that is part of what the intimacy coordinators are there to address but it also hinges on somebody being comfortable speaking up and I think actresses that are somewhat more established will likely feel more comfortable- Sydney, Depp, Z. I 100% think that even though Rue isn't an overtly sexual character, we would be seeing Rue naked a lot more if anybody else but Z was in the part and Z is Z so he's going to keep her comfortable.

The crew issue is something else entirely and I tend to dismiss a lot of all sets are like this nonsense because while true, they shouldn't be and again...even the non-big name actors are still usually more privileged than a lot of the crew. The crew aren't getting downtime. The crew are on their feet for 12 plus hour exhausting days to go home and do it again the next day. Their conditions and pay might be worse. Whereas someone like Z, I'm not claiming her job is easy, but she can go take a nap in her trailer when not needed. It's not the same and it shouldn't just be tolerated because that is how the industry is. But this is not a uniquely Sam problem.

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tahitiwoke · 1 year

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∗ 1oo﹕ sender has just died , receiver finds out .

THIS IS BREAKING NEWS -- CNN HAS JUST LEARNED THAT THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES HAS BEEN SHOT IN DALLAS WHILE GIVING A SPEECH ON GUN CONTROL. WE ARE GOING LIVE TO THE SCENE NOW, KATIE, WHAT CAN YOU TELL US?

it's a light morning. he's got a meeting with mary marsh and the family values association - it'll be a waste of time, of course, but why not send the most religious man in the building to tell the pro-life scumbags where to stick their rhetoric? after that, there's lunch with leann and some congress members to discuss policy amendments to the banking bill they're hopeful will pass next week, and then it's basketball with teddy and meech. the afternoon is a little more blocked out but it's fine. nothing out of the ordinary.

some time around mary marsh and al caldwell going toe to toe with each other about what they each deem appropriate responses to the president's comments a few weeks ago regarding roe, phil hears somebody shout in the room next door outside his office. it's muffled and he doesn't catch it all, but he's been bored enough to be listening to anything other than nasally oklahoma derision and -- it sounds like oh my god.

not the sort of oh my god that'd make you think britney had just walked into the building -- it's the oh my god my house burned down sort of voice. it's the oh my god of watching a plane crash. it's the oh my god of a highway pile up. phil doesn't have a television in his office, so he stands while mary is mid-sentence and walks out into the bullpen, buttoning his suit jacket, and it's not even done up by the time he lands eyes on the cnn ticker broadcast.

well, anderson, it seems that the president was standing to address a crowd here in dallas regarding the recent controversial gun control measures the hale administration has been promising, when she was shot in what we believe to be the head and chest. initial reports are pointing towards a lone gunman but there has been no word yet from the white house.

is the president alive, katie, have we had that confirmation?

press secretary christopher brady has yet to issue a statement but given eye witness accounts, yes, anderson, those of us on the ground at dallas believe that president hale is dead.

you sure you don't want me to come with you?

let me miss you for a few days, phillip. leann and christopher will be company enough, and besides, mary marsh will hardly stand to be in the same room with anyone else. i think she might have become rather fond of you.

i'd be fond of her if she didn't run her mouth so fuckin' always.

don't be crass. and don't let caldwell leave without agreeing to denounce those people -- what are they called again?

the righteous lambs of god. what a name, right? like the god they pray to isn't being indicted for tax fraud.

there is a ghost of a touch at his shoulder as she'd bent down to kiss him; her palm against his cheek; a text message he hadn't read yet but had skimmed the alert preview: thinking of you, wish you could've--

and there it is - the same sinking feeling. the bottom drop and lunch catch and the sick, settling around his ribcage that says coulson, get on the phone with the airforce, they gotta borrow danvers for a couple days and need somebody to run the book for them. this cannot be happening again, this can't be real, there has been a mistake and he needs to talk to chris, now, he needs to talk to march and he needs to vomit.

-- phil heaves and will not do it in front of half the fucking white house staff, so he turns on heel and marches back into his office, slamming the door behind him and retches hard into the trash can tucked under his desk. you're gonna lose. it's in your nature. you lack conviction. he shakes his head. loosens his tie, he can't breathe, he can't fucking hear, every point of contact his senses can touch are exploding and with shaking hands, he manages to text chris something short, something quick, starts with work, with the situation room because that will no doubt be exactly where he heads in a moment. c. brady //: is she alive?

it's only seconds before he gets she had a pulse when we got here. and that's enough, for now. it has to be enough.

#halechief #death tw #V || FRIENDS. ROMANS. COUNTRYMEN. ( CAESAR! BRUTUS! )

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moon0fairy · 1 year

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Ted lasso 3x04 brainrot commentary:

•Jamie, put some clothes on😭

• Of course Ted still has the pic Nate gave him. He‘s too nice to throw it away

•Not to sound like a school teacher bit I hate when people chew gum like that

• That strategy plan sounds exactly like something my brain would come up. Ngl I constantly think about the whole debate and when do you stop this thinking process of „they think I will do x so I‘ll do y but actually I should do x for that reason-„

• Yes good point Higgins. Last episode was just make Zava the star and no one else tries to goal and now they‘re trying their “normal“ strategies again

• Diamond dogs: 🏃🏻‍♂️🏃🏻‍♂️🏃🏻‍♂️

Roy: 🧍🏻(somebody make this hyperactive vs calm meme)

• TRENT CRIMM HI🥰🥰🥰🥰

• Colin making more gay jokes interesting AND TRENTS FACE NOOO

• Oh no the believe sign rip

• Isaac😭😭 (love him)

•Not gonna lie almost forgot we would get scenes with Nate alone

• Aww Keeley looking at Jamie like that (he does look very good in this scene tho)

• TRENT STOP SMILING AT TED LIKE THAT ITS MAKING ME MORE DELUSIONAL

• Damn someone is very determined to rip this in half

• somebody needs to talk to Ted

• „Zavas afc richmond“

• Oh they showed them the Nate video and now they‘re too angry haha

• IS THAT TED AND TRENT TALKING AND LAUGHING- (there goes my last bit of sanity)

• Jamie motivated to train now hehe

• Aww Ted talking to his wife and actually addressing what‘s bothering him🥺🥺

In conclusion: I like that we got more of Nate‘s perspective and how he actually feels bad for the things he‘s done, even wanting to apologize and stuff.

I‘m curious how the Colin and Trent storyline will turn out because I feel like it‘s building up to something (hopefully that will not shatter my heart but I gotta trust the writers 😀)

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mrsgreenworld · 2 years

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So, episode 6 of Duy Beni was... something. As it often goes there were things that I liked and things that I didn't like. It's inevitable with episodes that last for 2+ hours. But the lack of substantial and meaningful Ekkan scenes really grated on my nerves this week. There's so much between them that needs to be addressed but it never is. And then they threw a confession scene that was undoubtedly beautiful but didn't feel earned. Moreover, they didn't bother to follow it up with another scene or just extend this one. That's why I decided to write a short fix-it one shot to fill in what happened after the kiss and before Kanat got home.

I don't own the show or any of the characters. They belong to the writers, production company and the channel. This is only fanfiction.

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Love Doesn't Fix Everything

Ekim lets herself have this one short moment. A moment where everything is simple and easy. Where she is just a high-school student, just a girl who's kissing a boy. A girl who believes a boy when he says he's in love with her. Because there's no reason for him to lie about something like this. Because deep down she knows their connection is real. Because she feels she could love him too.

So Ekim squeezes her eyes shut and sighs into Kanat's kiss. It's soft, loving and a little salty. And Ekim doesn't feel any deception in it. One of Kanat's hands, that's not cupping her face with reverence, is still pressing Ekim's hand over his heart. Ekim feels its erratic beating. It's so strong that it almost feels like having Kanat's heart right there - in the palm of her hand. The thought makes Ekim gasp which allows Kanat to deepen their kiss...

The vibrations of one of their phones is what brings Ekim back to reality. She pulls away, severing any point of contact with Kanat, taking two steps back for good measure. Everything about Kanat pulls Ekim in - his handsome face, so open and a little flushed, tear tracks drying on his cheeks, his kiss-swollen lips, his eyes that are absolutely luminous, his warm hands that are still reaching for her. But Ekim cannot allow herself to be pulled in again. Because it's dangerous, it's wrong. And it doesn't fix everything that's happened to them, separately and together, because of each other.

"Ekim..."

"No", she says with conviction shaking her head.

"This doesn't change anything. This doesn't fix anything".

"I know", Kanat says, his face resigned.

He opens his mouth to say something else but is interrupted again by a phone, this time undoubtedly his own. Kanat pulls the phone reluctantly from his pants pocket and looks down at the screen with furrowed brows. Ekim sees the moment his whole body tenses and has no doubt that somebody texted him from home. She remembers vividly the atmosphere in his house. One could cut the tension with a knife at that dinner table. It was no normal family meal, definitely not a normal family.

Ekim cannot fight her natural instinct to ask with worry and empathy:

"Is everything alright?"

Kanat just shakes his head.

"This is a goodbye then".

Kanat looks at her a little puzzled.

"You said I wouldn't see you again".

This earns Ekim one of Kanat's signature smirks.

"Yes, I said that but I never said I wouldn't see you".

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Kanat doesn't answer, instead he closes the distance between them once again and presses his forehead to Ekim's.

"I'll see you, my brave girl".

And then he's gone.

#duy beni #ekim ve kanat #ekim and kanat #ekim #kanat #ekkan #eknat #duy beni fanfiction #duy beni fanfic #ekkan fanfiction #ekkan fanfic #eknat fanfiction #eknat fanfic

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bonesandthebees · 1 year

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We saw Tommy, Ranboo, Puffy, and Technoblade all going somewhere together.

Tommy must be scared fucking shitless right now. I would bet a lot of money that there was something else going on. Either the four of them were heading into a big important conversation, or they just had a big important conversation. While I expressed in my last ask that I think Phil cares for Wilbur, on some level, it’s not out of the question that Phil’s still doing manipulative stuff.

So I think that Techno and Phil have both noticed the brothers acting strangely, and they’re both addressing it with their respective narrative partner. Phil does so with much more tact. Before the revelation with Ranboo, Phil’s scene with Wilbur would’ve come off as really sweet. It’s only the context that makes it so problematic.

Now this is obviously all speculation. But I think Technoblade was trying to have some sort of conversation with Tommy. Maybe he was asking Tommy if something was wrong/something changed. Maybe he was trying to help Tommy with Wilbur. I’m wondering why Ranboo and Puffy would be there. Techno would probably pull Ranboo in for emotional support – either that, or he told Ranboo his plans to talk to Tommy, and Ranboo convinced him to let him in on the talk. Puffy though? I don’t know, maybe it’s similar to Jack? Is she being Tommy’s escort now? Or is it somebody else? I forget if you mentioned that

Regardless, I wouldn’t be surprised to see that come up again in tomorrow’s chapter.

In other news, I’m loving the feel and tone of this chapter. Time for me to nerd out about writing techniques. You really changed up the structure and pacing of this chapter and it works so well. I know some of that has to do with the chapter being split, and I think it unintentionally makes the chapter even better as it would’ve been as half of a whole. The shorter than average wordcount and impactful scenes really picks up the pace and signals that shit is happening.

This chapter was so unique in so many ways. It was the culmination of one of the major arcs of the fic (Wilbur’s trust issues), it changes up many relationship dynamics, it gives the reader hope while simultaneously cultivating a sinister fear that things are about to go down.

I’m a nerd. I’m a huge nerd. This fic makes me want to start doing video essays. When Stars ends, prepare for the essay. Because once it’s all over, I need to talk about structure and pacing and character development. Those three things are very intertwined, and nailing them all makes for a truly amazing story. You’re nailing them all. I know that I give a lot of compliments but I just have to because damn.

Stars is lowkey my hyperfixation right now. Maybe highkey

-🔥

hmm a big important conversation could've happened... or maybe tommy is just spending time with the people he's supposed to be closest with in the palace. we don't know. but either way, phil and techno have both noticed something is going on with the brothers, i'll confirm that. also, puffy is tommy's escort now. I believe I mentioned that back when jack told wilbur that he was just his escort now? maybe I forgot, if so that's on me. but puffy was only there because she's tommy's guard now like how jack is for wilbur.

aaaa I love when you guys point out details about the writing techniques I use!! yes I changed up the structure of this chapter a bit. I wanted it to feel kind of movie-esque while also keeping a layer of mystery for the readers. you find out about the plan as wilbur goes to the different people involved. you don't know what he's doing until he's asking jack or asking quackity for their help.

I do wanna say though, even split, this chapter was over 9k words. it was by no means a shorter than average chapter. I can see how it might've felt like that or you just assumed since I had to split it, but it wasn't shorter lol.

this chapter was so fun for me to write because it felt like so much was culminating all at once but it was also kind of an interlude chapter. just preparing everything for the escape. the calm before the storm.

aaaa I would be extremely excited if you wrote a whole essay about stars because I've put so much effort into it and I'm so so proud of how it's turning out. it makes me so happy to hear how much you guys enjoy it so thank you so much flame anon. pacing and plot structure and character development are definitely the elements I focus on most when writing a story, so tysm for telling me I'm nailing it

#ask #flame anon #the stars and their children

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himynameisjackie · 2 years

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If I wrote Scene 2 of Act 2 of Wicked...

I’ve wanted to do this ever since I saw Wicked for the first time as an adult back in 2019 and realized there was this odiously ableist scene. I was watching a bootleg with SJB the other day and had to stop watching because that scene upset me so much, so I wrote this instead (I do want to see Stephanie’s No Good Deed, though, I’ll probably double back). Act II is so incoherent, the scene could be changed to literally anything and it would be an improvement. I earnestly believe Winnie and Stephen should quietly replace that scene with more respectful material, because Wicked is going to run forever and disabled audiences deserve better. Here’s my attempt at the rewrite. I wrote it like a screenplay because sorry that’s all I know how to do, I’m a big dumb playwriting baby!

Lights up on a bedroom chamber. Nessa, dressed in ornate robes, addresses Boq, just as put-upon as ever.

BOQ Nessa, you can’t keep letting the Animals into Munchkinland, the Munchkins don’t have enough as it is.

NESSAROSE Since when did Munchkinland have closed borders?

BOQ Since the Emerald City closed theirs.

NESSAROSE I won’t hear this.

BOQ Being a leader means making hard choices—

NESSAROSE Boq! I won’t hear it.

Boq recoils, head down.

BOQ Sorry, madam.

NESSAROSE I’ve asked you to call me Nessa, my love.

BOQ Yes, madam.

That stings. He bows and takes his leave. As he disappears, a light flicks above Nessa’s wardrobe:

ELPHABA Well it seems the beautiful only get more beautiful…

Nessa whips around—

NESSAROSE AhhHH!

She sees her sister illuminated from within the glass of her wardrobe mirror.

ELPHABA While the green just get greener.

NESSAROSE Oh, Elphaba, I’m so happy to see you!

Nessa rolls over to the wardrobe as Elphaba clambers out through the mirror. She takes her sister’s hands.

NESSAROSE I was so worried— it can’t be true, what they’re saying about you, I know it—

ELPHABA I don’t have much time, Nessa. I never thought I'd say this but I need father's help. I need him to stand with me.

NESSAROSE Elphaba, that's impossible.

ELPHABA No, no it's not. Not if you ask him. You know he'll listen to you, you just have to ask him—

NESSAROSE Elphaba. Father's dead.

ELPHABA What?

NESSAROSE He's dead. I'm the governor. When he heard what you’d done… he… they said he died of the shame.

ELPHABA Well good. I’m glad.

NESSAROSE That’s a wicked thing to say.

ELPHABA He wasn’t going to help me anyway. It was stupid to come.

NESSAROSE He was our father.

An uncomfortable silence passes between them.

ELPHABA I should be going.

NESSAROSE I could stand with you. If you tell me what happened. I am the governor, it would mean something—

ELPHABA No, Nessa, I can’t let you harbor a fugitive, I’ll only put you in danger.

NESSAROSE Elphaba, you don’t need to protect me.

ELPHABA I killed father, it’s the least I can do.

NESSAROSE No! You’re just like him. ALL OF MY LIFE, I’VE BEEN PUSHED THE SIDE BY PEOPLE WHO TELL ME THEY CARE ALL OF MY LIFE, I’VE BEEN SHELTERED IN PLACE BECAUSE SOMEBODY ELSE WANTS ME THERE ASKING STAND ON MY OWN FOR JUST ONCE BUT ALL THEY CAN SEE IS THIS CHAIR

ELPHABA Wait. I can… Nessa, I can fix this. I can do what I should’ve done long ago.

NESSAROSE What’s that?

Elphaba takes out the Grimmerie and begins chanting.

ELPHABA Ambulahn Dare Pahto Pahpoot

Nessa’s shoes begin to glow red.

NESSAROSE Oh, ow— ow, it burns!

ELPHABA Ambulahn Dasca Caldapess Lahfenahto Lahfenahtum

NESSAROSE What is that? Ah! My shoes! It feels like... like they're on fire! What have you done to my shoes???

ELPHABA Pede Pede Caldapess.

Nessa’s feet move from under her. She lifts her dress… revealing THE RUBY SLIPPERS.

Nessa stands, but falls. Elphaba goes to help her up—

NESSAROSE No, don't help me.

She stands.

ELPHABA Oh, Nessa, at last... I'VE DONE WHAT LONG AGO I SHOULD AND FINALLY FROM THESE POWERS SOMETHING GOOD FINALLY SOMETHING GOOD...

NESSAROSE Elphaba, I…

ELPHABA I should be going.

She approaches the mirror and begins rifling through the Grimmerie, but Nessa SNATCHES it from her hands.

NESSAROSE No, wait. Boq! Boq, come see!

ELPHABA Nessa, nobody can know I'm here!

Elphaba tries to grab back the book. Nessa darts around, book held above her head, grinning at her new ability to evade her sister. She ducks behind a table just as Boq enters and sees Elphaba:

BOQ What is it madaaAAAH! What are you doing here? You stay back!

He grabs a metal poker (or maybe it’s a gun? The bootleg I’m watching is low quality) and brandishes it at her.

ELPHABA Boq, it's just me, I'm not going to hurt you!

NESSAROSE It’s true. Boq, you can trust her—

He turns towards Nessa and sees: she’s standing. He drops the poker.

BOQ (to Elphaba) You… did this for her?

ELPHABA For both of you. Nessa, I really need to go.

BOQ Elphaba, this changes everything.

NESSAROSE It does?

BOQ LISTEN NESSA...

NESSAROSE What?

BOQ UH NESSA, SURELY NOW I'LL MATTER LESS TO YOU AND YOU WON'T MIND MY LEAVING HERE TONIGHT...

NESSAROSE Leaving?

BOQ Yes... THAT BALL THAT'S BEING STAGED ANNOUNCING GLINDA IS ENGAGED TO FIYERO...

NESSAROSE Glinda?

BOQ YES NESSA THAT'S RIGHT! AND I'VE GOT TO GO APPEAL TO HER EXPRESS THE WAY I FEEL TO HER Oh, Nessa, I’ve been in love with Glinda since before she dropped the “Ga.”

NESSAROSE But I thought… I thought you loved me.

BOQ I only did this for her. To prove my love, but... I need to go before it’s too late.

Nessa whips around towards Elphaba.

NESSAROSE Did you do this?

ELPHABA No, Nessa, I had no idea.

NESSAROSE You asked her to do this to me.

ELPHABA I didn’t, I swear.

NESSAROSE You’re both just leaving me!

BOQ Nessa, I lost my heart to Glinda from the moment I first saw her.

NESSAROSE Lost your heart? Well, we'll see about that...

ELPHABA Nessa, what are you doing?

Ness flips through the Grimmerie, squinting at the pages.

NESSAROSE DID YOU THINK I'D LET YOU LEAVE ME HERE FLAT?

BOQ Don't come any closer!

NESSAROSE YOU'RE GOING TO LOSE YOUR HEART TO ME, I TELL YOU! IF I HAVE TO... I HAVE TO... (She finds the page she’s looking for…) MAGIC SPELL YOU...

ELPHABA Nessa, let him go.

NESSAROSE Ah... Tum... Tah... Tae...

ELPHABA Stop, Nessa, it’s dangerous.

BOQ What is she doing?!

ELPHABA You're pronouncing the words all wrong! That’s enough!

Elphaba wrestles the Grimmerie away from her…

But Boq clutches his chest and staggers back.

NESSAROSE Boq! What is it?

BOQ My heart feels like it's... shrinking.

NESSAROSE Elphaba, do something!

ELPHABA I can't! You can't reverse a spell once it's been cast!

NESSAROSE So what do we do?

ELPHABA Let me think.

Boq stumbles into Nessa’s empty wheelchair and falls back. Elphaba rummages desperately through the Grimmerie while Nessa watches.

NESSAROSE No, no, no. This is all your fault. If you hadn’t used that book in the first place—

ELPHABA Nessa, please, I have to find another spell... it's the only thing that might work.

Elphaba pulls the wheelchair towards the wardrobe and starts casting another spell.

NESSAROSE Save him, please! THEY PROTECTED THE BURDEN BUT LEAVE ME HERE HURTING THE PRICE I PAY FOR COMPANY’S INCREASED I WON’T BE ALONE AND LOVELESS HERE JUST THE GIRL IN THE MIRROR JUST HER AND ME! THE WICKED WITCH OF THE EAST! WE DESERVE EACH OTHER...

Elphaba comes out from behind the chair.

NESSAROSE Well... what about his heart?

ELPHABA It's all right. He won't need one now.

NESSAROSE Will he… love me?

ELPHABA I have to go.

NESSAROSE You’ve taken everything from me. Boq. Father. I bet you embarrassed him on purpose.

ELPHABA Nessa.

NESSAROSE You pretend to care about Animals, about father, about me. You don’t care about anyone but yourself, I bet you’re just going back to the Emerald City to find Fiyero and take him from Glinda—

ELPHABA Nessa! Please. I have done everything I could for you… it has never been enough, and it never will be. But what happened to those monkeys is my fault. I have to set them free.

Elphaba turns to go.

NESSAROSE Wait, Elphaba. Please don’t go.

ELPHABA Goodbye, Nessa.

She leaves. Nessa crumples just as Boq stirs.

BOQ Where am I? What happened?

NESSAROSE Nothing, Boq, you just fell asleep... and...

As he rises from the wheelchair, Nessa sees…

He’s made of tin. She yelps.

BOQ What is it, what's wrong?

NESSAROSE Boq, it wasn't me it was her! I— I tried to stop her, but—

Boy sees himself and SCREAMS.

NESSAROSE Boq, please, I still— It was Elphaba! Boq! It was Elphaba!!!

He runs off, leaving her alone…

BLACKOUT.

#wicked #is ableist #and also bad lol #but the soundtrack slaps #stephen schwartz #king #Winnie Holzman #not king #i do like some of her other work #maybe she'll redeem herself with her 4 hour screenplay adaptation

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Tenet | Akito | Trial 5.5 | Re: Byrne, END, Erik A, Kori, Adrik / Attn: An and Calluna

“Respectfully, I… You know what? That is not a helpful conversation to have in a public space like this,” Akito stops himself, recognising that this is not the time or place for whatever he was going to say to Byrne. “I don’t deny that I’ve built up a web of lies about myself to stay on top of things, or engaged in further intelligence gathering disguised as two innocuous party events, and that’s because this is simply the person I’ve always been. I’m a liar when it benefits me, and I’ve accepted that means I’ll have to leave some bridges burnt beyond repair for it. Now, I’m afraid I’m going to have to move on from trying to prove myself to you, and address everything else instead. We’ll talk later. Or not.”

As both END and Erik A come by to check his phone, Akito gives his boyfriend a tight hug, exchanging no words back to him but for the silent gesture of solidarity. “I didn’t spot any sign of charred or burnt fabric over the place where An was supposedly tasered,” he first explains to END once they’ve headed back. “But it happened too quickly for me to catch anything in the few seconds they showed it off, which is why I suggested taking a closer look to see if there was one. And yes, neither Kaguya’s research nor the collaborative report on VR technology is remotely new information to us, but I was archiving the evidence in the hopes that I or someone else could keep ahold of it if the experiment met a premature end. In fact, I got around to it precisely because of the ruckus in the early morning, I took it as a sign that someone was in the process of finding us. There was a broken tracking device in the list of confiscated items, after all… I wouldn’t be surprised if it belonged to me, though I’ve no memory of actually having it.”

He turns to his boyfriend. “I received a duplicate of my old thermos from Byrne on the first day of the third week we were here. Honestly, and both Adrik and Kenshin can vouch for this, we didn’t encounter any my old thermos during our investigations of the third floor, so I had honestly no idea it was going to appear where it did. I’m certain that the game disc is planted evidence; if you use different kanji to read [Akito], you’ll get the characters for “autumn” and “outbound”, so as you’ve probably worked out from the context of the notes and what I’m saying, Fallout is the alias I’ve been working under as a whistleblower. It was a mistake to sign off with in hindsight, but I didn’t know that Calluna could also speak Japanese fluently at that point in the first week, not to mention that if Erisu is Az-8, then they have a native speaker on their team regardless.“

Next, he gives Kori an appreciative nod. "Something else An said, specifically when we were all gathered to find the body, also stuck out. ”I guess you should be happy somebody was fighting for you shits. Too bad that had to end, huh?“ Both of them have been pushing a very particular narrative that Erisu was responsible for helping the group behind the scenes, and that her actions forced their hand. The biggest defense some of you initially put out as to why Erisu couldn’t be Az-8 was because they framed her death as getting rid of a loose end, but if she is Az-8 then the whole narrative falls to pieces. As for that note, well, consider that there are four of us native Japanese speakers who were alive if you count Erisu, and by the metric we established earlier, both Kenshin and Kori couldn’t possibly have strangled Erisu given their current condition. It was a conditional trick to make you focus your efforts on me.” That last part is directed back to END, given the context. “I can also answer that I planted that dossier and the puzzle. I needed to get information out in public without drawing too much attention as to who wrote it, and at the same time, scour out just how much the sisters knew about my connection to HPGB. They confronted me soon afterwards, and then ended up finding out more about me than I had anticipated, and it’s been fucking me over ever since. Fucking memory machines.” He grumbles.

“All else I can offer is that the current bottle of Julietenizone in the morgue was restocked and sealed as far as I could tell, but obviously the sisters would have had backup bottles to restock it in the first place. I had checked Erisu’s arms and neck for any signs of an injection port and found none, but there are several other areas of the human body where you could reasonably inject the drug that I was not comfortable stripping her to check with Jae-min around.” Probably for the best. “The others have asked their questions about whether Erisu is alive, and I’ll echo them with one more. An, why wouldn’t you have simply answered Erisu’s question over text, if you were the only one who was watching us and had no one watching you?”

#Azr #chapter5 #trial5 #submission

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moonrisecalamityretreat · 1 year

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インオペ // DR. DENDA // C01.000 [BODY REACTION]

Inevitably, the crowd has begun to bloat and inflame around the site of trauma. Dr. Denda holds out an arm at full extension, palm raised at a right-angle in rebuke:

“Out of the way — all of you!”

Then she resumes pushing against Hisakawa's sternum by five-centimeter increments, a hundred times per minute, precisely as the bar of a metronome. There is no song or mnemonic she employs to keep time; her palms seem to piston from the wrist completely of their own accord. Ever since she and Luca happened on the scene, this is what she’s been doing, crouched at a cantilever over the body.

(Yes: the body. If she is being honest, Dr. Denda has already made her pronouncement.)

Pulseless at the carotid with no effective heartbeat; apneic; pupils fixed responseless when she shone a penlight at them side-to-side. The main issue is restoring ventilation to a compromised airway, but no equipment here is advanced enough to even make an attempt. No mechanical ventilator; no bag valve mask; no laryngoscope to insert an endotracheal tube. No epinephrine; no mouth-to-mouth medically advised. No emergency-room to even send him to, when the resuscitation is over.

Paramedic and coroner are both perfectly respectable professions, but there’s a reason why Dr. Denda never chose to be either. Too much dealing with people, maybe. It’s her duty, as a surgeon, not to declare him impossible to operate upon before going through the necessary motions. But anyone who is not a doctor has already assumed the inevitable, and rightfully so.

(Not long ago, she’d told someone: Did you know? Conventional static cold storage is likely not the most efficient way to store a human organ. If you want an organ to remain viable for transplant — especially one that has already been damaged — recent studies would indicate that you should keep it warm. Instead of putting it on ice, mimic the physiological environment as directly as possible, specifically through a mechanical system that supplies it with thirty-seven-degree oxygenated blood. Normothermic machine perfusion. Look it up.)

At this point, she’s delaying tissue death for a man who will never see real treatment. It’s been twenty minutes since she started CPR, and twenty minutes of total asystole. Without the correct apparatus to address the underlying condition, or a sterile surgical field for her to improvise the rest, she’s normothermic machine perfusion. She’s twisting at his flatline like wire around a bonsai branch. One doesn’t need to be a botanist to know it’s winter — that the dying leaves have already sloughed off.

Without any particular sentiment at all, she declares:

“Inoperable.”

Death is an uncertain unit, scientifically speaking. Doctors are the only ones who can measure it, while simultaneously meting it out. Even in cardiac arrest, a person can remain neurologically intact for as long as they receive medical attention. For as long as Dr. Denda manually stimulates his heart, oxygenated blood might continue to reach Haku Hisakawa’s brain. Whenever she stops pushing, his flesh will become somebody else’s profession.

She leans back, then stops.

“He’s dead.”

#reaction #chapter 1 #ikko #submission

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how about 4 from the prompts list? "I'm here, aren't I?"

okay fun fact when i sat down to fill this prompt and turned my spotify on shuffle the first song to come up was i'm here by sweet talk radio so like... that's appropriate lmao

thanks for the prompt!!

"i'm here, aren't i?" buck mutters under his breath. "stop looking at me like that! it's rush hour on a friday, i did the best i could with the traffic conditions i had."

"i know, i know," eddie whispers next to him. "i'm not mad at, you, i just—" he cuts himself off and sighs. "i was going to talk to you about something before we went in."

"why am i here, anyway?" buck asks, looking around at all of the parents and teachers milling around the foyer of christopher's school. "i mean, you know i don't mind, but you made it sound really—"

he's interrupted by the sound of a woman's voice, somewhere on eddie's other side. "mr diaz, there you are! and this must be the husband."

buck whirls to look at eddie, because—if eddie has a husband, this is the first he's hearing of it.

please, eddie's expression seems to say, desperate and cornered and a little hopeful. and buck's never been able to deny him anything.

he's always been quick on the uptake, and even if he wasn't, eddie's arm sliding around his waist would probably make the pieces slip into place. so he schools his features into his best approximation of what a husband probably looks like and turns to face the woman next to eddie.

she's bright and bubbly, the platonic ideal of a suburban california soccer mom. she holds out a hand, and buck grins as he shakes it. "that's me," he confirms.

"and are you mr diaz as well?" she asks, and buck breathes an internal sigh of relief when she doesn't add anything along the lines of i don't really know how it works with you people.

"buckley, actually," he tells her. "buck." then he drops his voice and leans in like he's sharing a secret. "makes it easier at work, you know, so our captain knows who he's talking to."

she laughs, and eddie squeezes his hip. "i've heard a lot about you," she says with a smile. then she inclines her head at eddie. "he won't shut up about you, actually."

buck grins. "is that so?" he asks, turning to look at eddie.

eddie rolls his eyes. "i talk about you a normal amount," he says. "don't go getting an ego about this."

the woman introduces herself as somebody's mother. next to him, eddie falls into an easy conversation about math homework and the upcoming science fair, but buck is only half-listening. he's mostly preoccupied by the fact that eddie, apparently, goes around telling people that they're married. which is definitely news to him.

he's also more than a little preoccupied by the warm weight of eddie's arm resting around his waist, and the casual way eddie's hand curls around his hip like it belongs there. before he can think better of it, buck leans further into eddie's embrace, and eddie adjusts his grip mid-sentence like this is something they do every day and not something out of buck's wildest daydreams.

eventually, the woman excuses herself to go and find some teacher or the other.

"husband, huh?" buck asks. "that's funny, i don't remember you proposing. or, you know, asking me out."

as he speaks, eddie detaches himself from buck. when buck turns to look, eddie is already wearing a guilty expression.

eddie sighs. "i was going to tell you," he says. "that's what i wanted to talk to you about before we came in."

"i mean, yeah, knowing ahead of time that i'm supposed to be acting like your husband would have made life a little easier," buck says. "also, uh, why am i supposed to be acting like your husband, again?"

eddie looks away, squirrely in the way buck knows he only gets when he's embarrassed. "there was a teacher a while back," he says. "she kept, uh, hitting on me? so i panicked and said i was married."

"okay, so, why me?" buck asks, and wonders if eddie can hear the unspoken question. why are you pretending to be married to a man? eddie's never given any indication that he's anything other than straight. it's the biggest reason buck has him firmly mentally labelled as never going to happen, buckley, you might as well stop dreaming about it.

it hasn't worked so far, but repetition is key.

"i guess christopher talks about you a lot," eddie says. "she asked if it was you, and it seemed easier to say yes than to invent some kind of fictional spouse that i'd have to remember details about."

"romantic," buck says, and eddie laughs and elbows him.

"shut up."

"so why didn't you just tell me?" buck asks.

"i was going to, if you'd been here when you said you would!"

"hey, it's not my fault the 146 didn't manage their pile-up scene properly and traffic backed up!" buck says. "besides, you could also have told me at any other point in time between now and—how long have you been telling people this?"

"uh... six months, give or take," eddie says. "that's why it was so important you come tonight—i've been making excuses for you at school events, but the other parents have started to question it and i don't want them thinking my imaginary husband is a shitty person."

"clearly you have better taste than that," buck agrees.

eddie sighs again, but it's good-natured. "god, i should have known you'd be insufferable about this."

"and yet you picked me anyway," buck beams. "so why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"i was worried you'd think it's weird," eddie says. "and i really needed you to be here."

"mm, being addressed as your husband out of the blue was definitely less weird," buck says.

"so it didn't go exactly to plan," eddie says. "thanks for just rolling with it, by the way."

"of course," buck says. "i've got your back, remember?"

"somehow, i don't think this is what either of us envisioned back in that hospital parking lot," eddie laughs.

and it's true—buck had envisioned doing a lot of things with eddie, back in those first few days before he'd realised he didn't have a chance, but fake marriage was never one of them.

"so is there anything specific you need me to do?" buck asks, in an effort to distract himself from thoughts of the things he did envision.

"just—sell it, i guess?" eddie says. "i'm pretty sure i've only told people things about you that are true anyway, so there's no elaborate cover story or anything."

"except that we're married," buck says.

"except that we're married," eddie agrees. "for—about a year now, i think i've said?"

"a year, okay," buck repeats. "cool, i'm on it." then he steps closer to eddie again and slips his hand into eddie's back pocket.

"buck," eddie hisses. "what are you doing?"

"selling it," buck replies.

"where? in high school in the year 1987?" eddie asks, but he relaxes into buck's side.

"hey, no judging," buck says. "maybe this is my signature move."

"i mean, you do you," eddie says. buck doesn't argue, because he doesn't want to have to tell eddie that he's mostly doing it because this might be the only opportunity he ever gets to touch eddie's ass.

it's only as they set off to meet with the first of christopher's teachers that buck realises he might have miscalculated. because now his hand is on eddie's ass, and he's suddenly hyperaware of even the smallest twitch of his fingers. how much of it can eddie feel? is eddie going to think he's trying to make a move if he accidentally flexes his fingers a little?

it's not that he doesn't want to make a move. it's just that he doesn't think that eddie would be very receptive to it.

except eddie turns out to be a very affectionate fake husband. if buck's hand isn't in eddie's pocket then eddie is holding it. when they sit side-by-side listening to teachers talk about how smart christopher is, eddie's foot is hooked around buck's ankle. in the hallway between meetings, eddie turns to drop a kiss on buck's cheek, and a shiver radiates through him.

buck doesn't know what to make of it. he's used to a certain amount of physical contact from eddie—shoulders brushing together as they walk next to each other, working together so seamlessly their limbs might as well be extensions of each other on calls—but this feels different. it's not just that the touches are different—there's an ease to eddie's actions that makes buck wonder for the first time in years if maybe his mental label for eddie isn't quite as accurate after all.

he doesn't know how else to explain the fact that eddie keeps touching him. it's more than enough to sell their ruse—bordering on excessive, even, especially for a middle school parent-teacher conference.

and buck isn't exactly innocent himself, either. he wonders if a year into a fictional marriage is too far to claim honeymoon period, because that's the closest he can come to describing the feeling—like now that he has permission to touch eddie, the dam has broken and he can't keep his hands off.

they're still holding hands when they spill out of the school doors and into the dark warmth of the september evening. eddie makes no move to let go, and so neither does buck.

buck's jeep is clear across the other side of the parking lot, but he follows eddie to his truck anyway. they reach the car, and eddie brushes his lips against the corner of buck's mouth, closer than he has all night. buck freezes.

eddie pulls back, horror clear across his face. "i'm sorry," he says. "i didn't—i just—i forgot. that we're not inside anymore."

there's just enough wistfulness in his voice that buck makes a split-second decision. he takes a step forwards and takes eddie's face in his hands, stands still for two heartbeats just in case he's reading everything extremely wrong and eddie wants to protest, and then he's kissing eddie.

eddie kisses the way he does everything else, with a steadiness that keeps buck tethered to reality and a quiet intensity that bubbles just under the surface. it's a combination that's uniquely eddie, one that makes buck feel like he could take on the world and win and like he's coming home.

"i don't want it to be just inside," buck says, just in case eddie didn't get the message. "i don't want it to be fake. i mean, it might be a little soon to get married, but—"

"someday, though," eddie says, and buck laughs.

"someday, yeah."

eddie grins at him. "in the meantime, do you want to come home with me tonight?"

"yeah, i really do."

send me a starter line from this list and i'll write a ficlet for it!

#i am so tired i hope this makes sense lmao #buddie #911fic #ask emma #emma writes #becominglionhearted #lol i was literally just saying the other day that i tend to default to eddie pov and here's my second buck pov in a row #oh well

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ok actual thoughts on s2!

- between marathoning it in a single day & the fact that i was cross stitching the whole time (had christmas gifts to finish) i def need to watch it again. i know for a fact i missed at least 1 important detail bcos i was looking away from the screen. i can't tell if it got rly confusing later on or if i was just getting burned out.

- overall i enjoyed it tho!! and i'm not just saying that for shipper reasons :3

spoilers:

- the Eskel thing was dumb. like i'm not big mad bcos i wasn't that invested in Eskel but i'm just over here like. ok that was bound to piss off existing fans. & it's not going to mean anything to new fans bcos they completely failed to properly establish Eskel's relationship w Geralt or the other witchers. i liked the transformation thing but mostly it was just. dumb. they could have just had it be a background witcher instead of Eskel and it would have made almost no difference.

- i can't judge fully having not read the books but it felt like it. packed in a huge amount of plot and yet simultaneously didn't cover a lot of plot? like so much happened but when i got to the end i was like huh that didn't feel like the plot of a whole book

- i liked the nivellan episode. a lot. it got overshadowed a bit by everything else that happened but it was a good episode and i loved the bruxa.

- francesca my beloved <3

- fringilla my beloved <3

- francesca/fringilla rights!!

- i liked the geraskier content... i was hoping for a little more but given how plot heavy the season was i don't think there was ever going to be much interaction. im actually kind of surprised they addressed the mountain thing at all.

- fjhlgkhdf we all thought jaskier was in the cell for serious plot reasons but no he was just in regular jail for being a naughty boy

- also fghghfhfgh jaskier running an underground railroad for elves?? was not expecting that at all and i love it

- im also enjoying the new jaskier songs <3

- loved seeing dara & also filavandrel again!!

- the yennskier content?? i'm screaming and yelling and hollering!! im just. this is NOT the kind of ship where you expect content ever but there was so much and it was so good im just like yes yes They, that's the dynamic!! that's it baby!!

- didn't think we were going to get the rescue scene!! but we got the rescue scene!

- we got a geralt rescue AND yennefer rescue this season really said geraskefer rights

- yennefer using her patented booze spitting technique

- yen pretending jaskier is her husband and jaskier just immediately rolling with it

- i love yen i love yen i love yen

- she touch his face?? kiss his head??

- somebody please put just the yennskier on youtube so i can watch it again and again

- ok i was going to try and share actual thoughts but this just turned into yennskier

- im not sorry.

#witcher spoilers #witcher season 2 spoilers

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