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originalwinnercheesecake · 3 years

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Chain of Iron theories: the adopted baby

Here is another hot discussion topic in the fandom. CC has hinted that their will be a special baby, and that they will need to be adopted. So Questions, who is giving a baby up and why? I am assuming that this is a Shadowhunter baby. I cannot see either Hypatia Vex or Kellington who party, operate a secret saloon, and take pleasure in seducing interesting artistic individuals deciding to devote themselves to parenthood. Woosley Scott is set to show up, but their is no way he wants to adopt. Every other downworlder has appeared in the future and never made reference to having raised a baby. So which shadowhunters in this series of so many parents, children, and would be couples are looking to adopt? We know that shadowhunters adoption program isn’t perfect; Ariadne being adopted by an elderly white couple who know nothing about Indian culture and Tatiana somehow being allowed to adopt Grace despite the fact that she is aggressive, clearly insane, and famously unable to care for the one child she gave birth to. But I want to hold on to hope that whoever this little baby is their story will end happily with being given a nice home and family. My Theories

Anna and Ariadne adopt Eugenia’s baby. (retracted)

This was my original theory. In COG2 we learnt that Eugenia temporarily left home because of some scandal no one really wants to talk about. It apparently involved her and some guy being caught in a “compromising position” after which said guy could have saved things by asking to marry her but did not? ??? This led many people to believe she and this guy had been immanent and that she might now be pregnant., but unable to raise the baby on her own. So she would give it up for adoption. Eugenia’s older sister Barbara had an understanding with a very nice gentleman named Oliver and kept trying to get Oliver to purpose. I wondered if maybe a reason Barbara was in such a rush to marry is she was hoping for her and Oliver to adopt Eugenia’s baby and pass them off as theirs. Now that both Barbara and Oliver are sadly deceased Eugenia would need to look into finding new parents to take he unborn child. Well spoilers relating to Eugenia state that despite having different interests and hobbies, she and Anna get along well. She also is set to become friends with Ariadne. Ariadne who really wanted to be a mom. So I thought that if Eugenia was pregnant and looking to give her child up for adoption then maybe she would ask Anna and Ariadne to adopt her baby. That had the potential to be sweet.

But we have gotten more information now, and surprise surprise, people jumped the gun to quick on what happened with Eugenia. While we still do not know what the scandal was, it is hinted to have been way less extreme/serious than premarital intimacy, and she is very unlikely to be pregnant. I am now hoping that her ex got into a fight with some other guy, she stepped in to hit the other guy with a parasol, and her ex got embarrassed about having to be saved by her and broke up with her. Something that shows the guy was a real loser.

Elias puts Baby Carstairs up for adoption

In COG2 we got a huge surprise that Sona was pregnant with her third child, unexpected as the family tree only lists her and Elias as having two children. Well actually actually the Carstairs family line is tree has parts of it that “Were lost to time”. So something clearly happened. Jem was clearly hiding something.

This pregnancy was clearly unplanned and does present some worry’s. For starters Sona is well past the age where it easier/safest for women to give have children. She was already starting to have a difficult time with it during COG2 when she finally confessed to Cordelia that she was about 3 months along. This means that she will be about 7 months along (almost ready to give birth) when we pick up again in COI. Well in the early chapter read Alastair said that his mother has been put on Bed rest with her husband staying by her side and silent brothers monitoring her. This does not sound good. Several people have theorized that even with the brothers help, she will not make it through childbirth. Now lets talk about the babies father Elias Carstairs. Elias Carstairs is even older than his wife. He spent his youth traveling the world (I read a tweet that said he has even gone between dimensions before) leading special expeditions and hunting rare and powerful demons. This sounds grand, but it was a grueling life that left him physically and emotionally scared. Tragically the Clave does not recognize mental health as a need, so they do not provide any kind of therapy or treatment for those who become traumatized. Like many poor soldiers throughout American history Elias was there for the Clave when they needed his help but it that help was not reciprocated at the end. The only comfort he found was at the bottom of the bottle. It took Elias until he was already in his 40′s to start a family, and he has struggled with being able to take care of himself enough to act as a father to the two children he and Sona have already raised. Elias is 63. He is sad and tired, and struggling to keep a handle on his sobriety. This child was unplanned. I have read tweets that show he is at least trying to support Sona, but CC reveals he is questioning if or if not he can really do this a third time. If Sona dies there is no way Elias can raise this child himself. I won’t fault him if he makes that choice, it might be the most loving thing he can do.

Who would adopt the little guy. Well the most common theory is that Alastair and Thomas would become his new dads. Now the family tree does suggest that both Alastair and Thomas are dads in the future. It also doesn’t list the names of either of their spouses (I am guessing neither had wives) so their is nothing to suggest that they do not live together raising a group of adopted children. Given the way the Cave feels about homosexual parents that could also be why Jem “lost” the records. I will not deny Thomstair becoming adopted parents is plausible, but I am not completely sure that baby Carstaris is who they will adopt. Babies are hard, they are a lot of work, and I am not convinced either Alastair or Thomas will be up to it. Look at Alastair. He is not exactly in a good place at the start of COI, and whenever fans ask CC if Alastair will make any friends she always reply that he won’t until he learns how to speak nicely to people and to be there for them when they need him. Honestly that is a thing he struggles with. He obviously loves Cordelia, but he totally pulled an Queen Elsa on her where he shut the door and shut her out for roughly 7 years of their lives, leaving her as alone as Anna was. He claims to have loved Charles but the pair spend most of COG arguing because Alastair wants Charles to spend all his time with him and Charles is struggling to balance his promotion, his public reputation, and Alastair (Important I am not saying it was wrong for Alastair to be upset about Charles engagements or to break up with him. I am just saying it seems like Charles did try to see Alastair as much as he could, and Alastair trying to pin all his emotional needs on one person, who already had so much going on, was unfair). On Thomas side well lets just say he has a lot of mixed up and complicated feeling of his own he needs to work out before he will be able to be in a healthy relationship let alone raise a child.

If Thomstair aren’t able to take care of Baby Carstairs I bet I know a long time married, long time Carstairs loving couple, who would be happy to take the little guy in and have enough resources, experience, and love to give him a great life. Hey in the future Tessa says she has kept watch over three families: the Herondales, the Carstairs, and the Blackthorns. The Herondales and the Blackthorns are her and Will’s grandchildren. If she were watching the Carstairs because they were once her friends wouldn’t she also watch out for the Fairchilds and Lightwoods?

Blackthorn Babies with Mundane and Shadowhunter mommies and daddies

(Okay this is one will involve some hopping around and several references to the family tree, so stay with me people, stay with me.) We aleady know Jem made some changes to this line. Lucie is not 12, she is 16. Tatiana is probably not going to live another 15 years. Also the tree said that Jesse dies 59, yet he actually died at 17. But future wife Lucie wants to resurrect him... which is highly illegal and should she be successful she will probably face terrible repercussions. Jesse also might not be able to live as a shadowhunter after being brought back. So even if we don’t want it, for the sake of this theory lets assume that upon Jesse’s resurrection both he and Lucie are banished and become a mundane pianist and writer. Let’s assume they also get married and have children. In order for the TDA Blackthorns to be shadowhunters at least one of Jucie’s kids would have to become a shadowhunter and move to the shadow world. I feel like Luce and Jesse would be willing to let their kids go in that case. That was all Jesse wanted growing up and Lucie is Will’s daughter. The children would just need someone they could stay with.

Now lets hop to the Lightwood family line. According to the tree Christopher and Grace get married (Grace is also listed as a Cartwright so was her adoption overturned and she rejoined her bio family?) and continue the Lightwood line down to TMI. Grace and Christopher are set up to bond (over science) and many fans are willing to believe that they are an endgame ship. But fans are also doubting that they are the ancestors of the TMI lightwoods. For one thing Christopher is heavily coded to be asexual; and Grace herself seems to have a very.... twisted and warped view of physical acts. So now lets say Grace is somehow saved from punishment over Jesse’s resurrection or because of her past trauma is given a lighter sentence. Lets say Gracetopher really do get married. if they got married they probably will apt out of having children; at least biological children.

Christopher has a younger brother , Alexander Lightwood, who seems like a much more likely candidate to continue his family line. Alex has been noted to have those dark blue eyes that while once a Herondale trait later become a Lightwood trait. He shares a first name one of TMI’s most prominent characters, and that is just about the only way baby Alex could have relevance to the story given that he is way to young to help out in the war. If Alexander Lightwood the first is one who carried on the Lightwood line why are his descendants listed under his brother and sister in laws names?

Well way back before the CC launched TLH I remember her posting a tweet that said Grace could become an ancestor of either the Herondale or the Blackthorn line. This upset a lot of people who thought that it meant that Grace may have a baby with either James or Jesse. (No, just NO!!!) But what if instead of Grace having a baby with Jesse, She and Christopher adopt one of Jesse and Lucie’s babies so that that baby could be raised as a shadowhunter? I could see Grace and Christopher doing do: they each love one of the respective parents and are set get to know the other. The only good thing about Tatiana adopting Grace was she got Jesse as a brother. Should she ever recover from having Tatiana as an adoptive mother I could see her becoming very critical of other adoptions and refusing to allow Jesse’s children to potentially end up like she did. I am in love with a head cannon I have that Christopher will become a science professor at the academy. If Lucie and Jesse have to leave the shadow world, and they have to give up their children then I want to imagine that child living in Malec’s future academy suit with Shadowhunter mommy and daddy Gracetopher while they secretly get gifts and send letters to their mundane mommy and daddy Juice. (It is the least CC can do for the pain reading about that potential exile would cause me.)

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blackfemininity · 5 years

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Black Femininity Series Part Four | Dating & Romance

Masculinity & Femininity

In romance, there are two main polarizing energies: masculine & feminine. The masculine is the pursuing energy and the feminine is the receiving energy. There are both masculine and feminine energies within every man and woman, however, there’s usually more of one than the other. For example, a feminine woman or man will have more feminine energy within them as opposed to a masculine woman or man. And vice versa. Every man and woman can decide which energy they want to lead with when it comes to dating. If a woman wants to remain in her masculine energy, then she’ll attract a feminine partner (the partner can be either gender). For this post, I’m going to continue writing this from the perspective of a feminine woman wanting a masculine man.

The Imbalance

“...Feminine energy cannot thrive in a place where she’s forced to be the strong one.” — Seek Cindy

In part three of my femininity series, I stated: “To express your femininity, you must feel safe and secure. The foundation of femininity is security. When we feel nurtured within ourselves and our environments, we grow more confident in our self-image and femininity.”

Rachel Cargle wrote a post about the different types of securities which are listed as physical, intellectual, emotional and creative. I’m also going to add financial security to that list.

Physical security means you’re physically protected and respected.

Intellectual security means that your intelligence and reasoning are regarded and esteemed.

Emotional security means you aren't being gaslighted or manipulated. It also means you’re able to communicate and express yourself freely.

Creative security means that your interests and passions are encouraged and supported.

Financial security means you have enough in terms of income to have peace of mind regarding expenses.

Femininity cannot thrive in an atmosphere of struggle. Black women cannot be feminine in an atmosphere where they feel unprotected, neglected and unsafe. Black women cannot be feminine in an atmosphere that disregards her thoughts. Black women cannot be feminine in an atmosphere that expects her to always be strong. Black women cannot be feminine in an atmosphere that doesn’t support or affirm her. Black women cannot be feminine in an atmosphere that doesn't meet her needs or provides security for her. Femininity is receptive meaning it is a receiving energy. If there is nothing to receive, then the energy turns masculine and pursues out of survival and scarcity. Many women haven’t been brought up in an environment that supports them being feminine and receiving security, love and abundance with ease. Instead, they learned to give and pursue, which results in an imbalance. To heal that imbalance, we must create security for ourselves through self care, education and external resources. We must recognize how our conditioning has impacted our mindset and behavior, then begin to change it.

Go Where You’re Celebrated

In the introduction to my femininity series, I stated: “The suppression of femininity in black women mainly has its roots in racism, colorism [and sexism]. The societal circumstances that many black women live in forces them to take on roles out of survival, not choice. Many black women have been conditioned to perceive femininity as weakness so, as a way of protecting themselves, they suppress it.”

To further describe the causes of the imbalance and lack of security black women often feel, we must look at topics such as racism, colorism and discrimination. Racism caused a myriad of rifts within the black community. Racism projects multiple stereotypes onto black women that suppress our femininity such as the “strong, independent black woman” stereotype, “the loud, angry black woman” stereotype, the “Mammy” stereotype, the “Jezebel” stereotype, the “Sapphire” stereotype and more.

The “strong, independent black woman” stereotype perpetuates the idea of black women being “superwoman” and not needing protection.

The “loud, angry black woman” stereotype perpetuates the idea that we’re not allowed to express our emotions.

The Mammy stereotype perpetuates the idea of black women having no personal desire.

The Jezebel stereotype perpetuates the idea of the over-sexualization of black women and girls from an early age.

The Sapphire stereotype perpetuates the idea of black women not being soft, delicate or feminine.

Within the black community itself, there has been an issue with colorism. Black women have been degraded and overlooked by colorist black men. Colorist black men are often vocal about their preference to other races of women and as a result, they often compare us to them. Being torn down due to racism and colorism doesn’t create an ideal atmosphere for one to be feminine or soft in. In fact, it creates hardness and defensiveness as a result. We may often live in a shell out of protection, however, the shell also acts as a barrier to the life that we truly want. And for that reason, we must make an effort to heal from the mindsets and habits we’ve developed out of survival.

We have to leave the environments that hinder our womanhood. We have to break apart from the stereotypes projected onto us. We have to go where we’re celebrated. We have to know that what we want exists. We have to know that we’ll receive what we want when we stop entertaining what we don’t want. We have to open up our options in dating. We must remember our worth and reconnect with our femininity. We must raise our standards and stand firm in what we deserve.

To heal from our hardness and express our femininity, we have to seek and create security in our lives. We have to reject the “strong, independent woman” stereotype and seek physical security. We must reject the “Mammy” stereotype and seek intellectual security. We have to reject the “loud, angry black woman” stereotype and seek emotional security. We must reject the “Jezebel” stereotype and seek creative security. We must reject the “Sapphire” stereotype and seek financial security. We must seek what does support us and reject what doesn't. In the introduction, I also stated the importance of regulating our attention and ignoring anything that may cloud our perceptions of ourselves. Don’t give racist men, colorist men and competitive women control over your emotions.

We have to change our mindsets. Know that your blackness and womanhood can coexist. You don’t have to choose one in spite of the other.

Scarcity vs. Abundance Mindset in Romance

In the introduction to my femininity series, I also spoke about the difference between having a mindset of scarcity and having a mindset of abundance. To summarize, a scarcity mindset, however, is a mindset of lack. Thinking scarcely means that you feel you don’t have enough and you won’t receive. An abundance mindset, however, is a mindset of confidence. Thinking abundantly means that you know you have enough and you will always receive. It’s important to be aware of which mindset you hold when it comes to romance because your mindset motivates your behavior.

A woman who thinks scarcely has a “pick me” mentality meaning she doesn't see herself as worthy of love, respect or attention. A pick me woman overcompensates to improve her desirability to men in hopes of receiving validation all while putting down other women as well. She doesn't feel she has much options and thus settles for and tolerates the bare minimum.

A woman who thinks abundantly has a high value mentality meaning she values herself and knows her worth. A high value woman is confident in her womanhood and doesn’t see other women as competition. She knows that she has options and therefore doesn’t settle for less.

A pick me woman wants to be a picked. A high value woman knows she's the prize.

Pick Me Woman

She chases after and pursues a man.

She puts down and fights other women over men.

She prioritizes a man’s happiness and needs over her own.

She has low self-esteem.

She gives more than she receives in a relationship.

She has low standards and accepts the bare minimum.

She tries to convince men to be with her by overcompensating and performing to receive his validation.

She uses her emotions as an excuse to justify her poor boundaries.

She is aggressive and confrontational.

She has a mindset of lack.

High Value Woman

She knows that she’s the prize therefore she doesn't chase or pursue men.

She always maintains her self worth and value by carrying herself with respect and care.

She puts herself first and says no to what doesn't serve her without feeling guilty.

She doesn't give more than she receives in relationships.

She is confident and has healthy self esteem.

She enforces her boundaries and standards.

She doesn't beg or try to convince a man to be with her nor does she fight over men. She values herself enough to single and at peace rather than insecure in a relationship.

She's receptive.

She has a mindset of abundance.

Struggle Love

“There are people who're never really taught how to receive so their love language is in giving. This is not to mean that giving makes them feel loved, but rather when they are giving is the only time they feel worthy of love.” —Seek Cindy

Struggle love is the idea that black women must lower their standards for men and settle for relationships that do not benefit them and in fact, harm them and hold them back in life. (Source)

Struggle love romanticizes the idea of the “ride or die” woman—a woman who’s loyal to a man through a period of suffering and then is praised later. Struggle love is an imbalanced love because there’s no security for the woman. Instead, the woman is overcompensating and building with a man that should be providing for her.

Become aware of the negative conditioning you’ve unconsciously accepted that may have impacted you to think scarcely in romance. It is not normal to be treated poorly, to have to struggle for love or to be constantly overcompensating. Create a new standard for how you deserve to be treated and center your decisions around it. Be aware of any “superwoman complex” or “warrior mindset” you may have surrounding love that may keep you in codependency. It is not your job to save or build any man. Don’t settle for bare minimum behavior. Don’t fall into struggle love. Struggle love is just that—a struggle. Intimacy cannot properly foster in an environment of distress. Love isn’t meant to be a struggle. It’s not supposed to be difficult. Don’t entertain a man who does nothing for you but expects so much from you. There are men who’ll give you the world on a silver platter.

Many women have a scarcity mindset when it comes to men where they settle and accept the bare minimum from a man. Have firm standards for what you want so you don’t settle or compromise. Not every man that pursues you will be an ideal contender because of the standards you hold for yourself. If you know that you don’t like certain qualities, do not entertain a man who has those. Don't compromise what you want for fear of not receiving. Be smart about the man you choose—mentally, emotionally, physically, spiritually and financially. Know what you want in a relationships. Know your boundaries. Know your non-negotiattbles.

Abundant Love

“Feeling safe to receive is vital part of creating abundance.” — Mastin Kapp

To summarize, the foundation of femininity is security. When you feel safe and secure, you can express your femininity and receive. When you’re receptive, you’ll begin to think abundantly. A woman who thinks abundantly has a high value mentality. A high value woman knows she's the prize, carries herself with respect and knows she'll always be provided for.

In dating, think with abundance as opposed to thinking about the “the one”. “The one” is a phrase used to describe your soulmate. If you date with the intention of finding “the one”, you’ll unconsciously subscribe every man you date to that standard. This can cause you to get eager and attached too early. This can also cause you to get hurt if it doesn’t work out.

Instead, keep your options open and casually date multiple men as opposed to putting your eggs into one basket. Date, meaning, get to know them. Get to know what qualities you’re attracted to and compatible with. This doesn't mean be intimate with the men during the dating stage but actually the opposite. Maintain mystery and detach. Don’t always be accessible to men. Create space for men to pursue you and put effort into your life. Casually dating will allow you to compare and contrast each man’s level of interest in you. It’ll also allow you to maintain a high value mentality as opposed to a pick me mentality. Become exclusive to the man that continuously puts effort and expresses his interest in you through commitment.

Femininity in Romance

“Be a man’s muse, not his mule.” — Andrea Nicole Watson

Masculine men love to pursue feminine women. The man has to like you more than you like him. Never love a man more than he loves you. Never love a man more than you love yourself.

Allow a man to invest in you. Allow men to pursue you. Allow them to them initiate thoughtful dates and give you meaningful gifts. Allow yourself to be pampered, cherished, spoiled and adored. Allow a man to work hard to make sure you have the lifestyle you desire. Make him put effort in for your time and attention. Allow him to take care of you.

By instinct, men find enjoyment in pursuing, protecting and providing the woman they want. Remember, you’re the prize. Let a man work hard and invest in you to win you over. Don’t overcompensate for a man. Don’t try to prove yourself to him by performing. Men fall in love with what they can do for you, not what you do for them. Let a man be a provider and allow yourself to receive. You deserve the best in love. Allow yourself to receive a love that is abundant and true.

You Are The Prize

As women, we have to always remember that we’re the prize. Meaning we are meant to be pursued and chased after. Our feminine energy is attractive—meaning when we tap into our femininity, we attract men to us. As the prize, you have to lead with your femininity, be confident and take care of yourself. Leading with your feminine energy means you have to be receptive. You have to allow men to approach you. Use the last two suggestions to be strengthen your receptivity: being with confidence and taking care of yourself. Be with confidence by knowing you’re a beautiful and worthy woman deserving of love, respect and care. Have an abundance mindset and self-respect to not accept anything less than what you deserve. Strengthen this mentality by also taking care of yourself. Take care of your health, your happiness and your energy. Put effort into your appearance and personal hygiene. When you look good, you feel good. Be high maintenance—always keep yourself looking good primarily out of self love, self-esteem and self-respect. Present yourself with your beauty, femininity and grace. Dress in feminine clothes that compliment your body. Keep your makeup and hairstyles looking good. Make sure your hygiene is always on top of its game. Invest in good perfumes. The relationship you have with yourself sets the foundation for the relationships you have with other people. You must truly love yourself, see yourself as worthy, treat yourself like a luxury and move accordingly. It all begins with you.

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How Can I Legally Get My Belongings Back From My Ex Marvelous Ideas

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voltagefangirl19 · 5 years

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Too Late (kbtbb fic)

This is the end of the spam, also a new chapter after almost an entire year of not posting anything. again I want to thank all my followers for staying with me <3 enjoy!

Summary: In an AU where MC (Sakurai Yuuki) helps all bidders but doesn’t start an immediate relationship with neither, she gets kidnapped by a very resourceful and strong Mafia. Are the bidders able to save her on time? Genre: angst Masterpost

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“Spit it out! What did you find” Soryu sees Eisuke become paler as he hangs down the quick call he made to Hishikura to let him know about the situation “Eisuke what is it?” Soryu asks and the king pushes a button on his cell to put it on speaker “Say that again Hikaru” “Her phone signal appears to be in a dumpster five blocks south from the hotel, no phone records or missing calls, there are no messages, apparently all her data has been erased and the only thing I could track was the hidden chip I installed, but not the phone itself, so it’s possible that it was destroyed, this is what I can get now, I’ll keep looking for her” “God dammit!“ Eisuke has to resist the impulse of throwing his phone to the wall as soon as the hacker hung up The king’s device rings again a second later, it’s Mamoru “Eisuke, I might have a clue, there’s a recently new employee that just a while ago presented his resignation, according to the footage he talked to Sakurai today and a few times before, also I got a visual on the girl who was in the list originally” “Got it, send his information to the dragons so they look for him, to Aihara as well, I want to know as much as how many times a day he breaths, same with the girl and I want you to question her” he orders the cop and hangs up, how could this be happening? Soryu looks troubled, like he wants to say something, he does open his mouth but before a word could be said, the doors are open “Did someone hurt sexy bones?” Luke asks concerned at the same time he enters the lounge “Yes, Luke, I need to see if you recognize this girl” Eisuke puts the recently arrived footage of the auction and sees how the doctor’s face becomes grim “Why does sexy bones is being sold again?” both bidders contain their breaths “Are you sure that’s her?” the mobster asks, his heart clutching in dread “I couldn’t be wrong, nobody besides Yuuki and Eisuke have such a perfect anatomy” he makes a pause, he stares at the screen the moment he sees the girl moved her head right to the cameras, she knew where they were “Her hair is different though” Soryu muttered something under his breath, Eisuke just looks at him with contained rage in his eyes “Thanks, Luke, I need another favor” The doctor nods “Search for her in the black market, look at some of your previous clients and dig a little…. You are free of using any method you prefer”

A few hours later all the bidders return, Soryu has the chance to update them before Eisuke snaps “Who sold her?!” “It remained anonymous, the other kid knew nothin’, she just said a tall man in a suit paid her well to attend the auction and to present herself to us as a product” Mamoru answers “She doesn’t have any records or backgrounds, probably just a hooker, I let Samejima take care of her” Soryu says reading the text his subordinate sent him “What about the buyer?” “Paid in cash and left according to Maddy, and the dragons agreed that by the time we stopped the auction he was already gone, most likely the seller as well, the papers show he took the money, sign the confidentiality agreement with a fake name and vanished” Ota adds, he can feel a headache after spending so much time checking the records “This is not how things at the auction should go, who was looking this?! How could we miss something like this?” the king is furious and everyone can notice it, it’s the first time in a while that they see Eisuke like this “I-I don’t know, boss, we might have grown used to the regulars, and since there hadn’t been any troubles lately…” “That’s no excuse! Yuuki has helped us time after time and she is now in danger because of our negligence! She is one of us now and we have lost her!” “We have to find her, we have to find her quick” Ota whispers “The dragons found the guy that talked to Sakurai, they are bringing him to the quarters, I’m going to do the interrogatory myself” Soryu has his mobster mindset on “You better get something good out of him” Mamoru chimes in “As soon as you have his information I’m going to run his credentials, see if he got any record” “Do we have any other lead?” everyone else shakes their heads, they couldn’t detain the IVC guests for long and anyone who could have been the guilty was already gone by now, even with Hikaru (and Baba helping him) hacking on all of them at record-breaking speed, to search into all of them had been an impossible task from the beginning “That man is currently our only clue, without him… we are pretty much at a dead end” The King’s words lay heavy on everyone, dread and despair floating all over them. They were about to lose her

Yuuki’s POV

“Hey, hey!” I can hear someone calling out to me, it’s a soft voice, I know I need to wake up, but I don’t want to, I don’t want to wake up to a nightmare again “Hey, you are alright, you can open your eyes now, nothing is going to happen to you” the voice sounds kind and reassuring, so I indulge it’s desire. The first thing I see is a woman’s face, she seems young but the tiredness in her features makes her look mature “There you go, that wasn’t that hard right?” she says that but actually, everything is blurry, only her face looks clear, I can feel my head spinning, everything is shining, or is it just my imagination?, I think I try to sit but I can’t feel anything that’s not dizziness “Whoa, don’t try to move, you were highly drugged, just stay still and take deep breaths, it should pass soon” I close my eyes again, everything is so bright, my head hurts too much, I do as I am told and breath, but is not enough and I can feel nausea and the indistinct sensation of something come from my stomach “Here!” a bucket appear in my sight and I feel grateful, I only throw up acid. soon I hear another voice, a more energetic one “Oh, the newbie woke up, welcome back, you were out for quite a bit” I put the bucket down. The world stops spinning for a moment “Come on Stella, let her rest a little” “I haven’t done anything yet, I was just trying to emphasize how lucky she is for having the doctor for her first time that’s all” the cheerful voice turns smug all of the sudden. I snap at that comment and jolt while looking at her, not caring about the dizzy sensation in the back of my head “Lucky? You have no idea what I suffered back there, How dare you say I was LUCKY?!” I can feel the corner of my eyes stinging, getting wet with new tears at the memories that come oh so clear now, the other woman steps in front of me, partially ready to catch me if I stumble, but I’m only looking at her, a red-hair with green eyes, she is beautiful, one part of my drugged mind asks ‘What is doing such a pretty girl like that in here?’ another part of my mind asks ‘Where is here?’ “You are the one who has no idea what the hell you’re talking about” her eyes turns fierce, I don’t think I can win her in the state I’m in, barely keeping myself from falling, but I’m not backing down “Now now, everyone let’s get along” The other brunette woman says looking between the both of us “That was not a nice thing to say, Stella, you know how scary is the first time” she says to the red-haired woman, she relaxes, but I remain tense “It’s the truth, I don’t care if she is blind enough to not see it right now, but she’ll know in a few weeks… or days” the woman, Stella, shrugs and turns around to look another body… another girl curled up in the furthest corner “Ah… sorry about that, she is the one who has been here the most, at least in this cell” the girl says in a somewhat soothing tone but with a sad smile “I’m Mina, nice to meet you” “I’m Sakurai Yuuki” the girl, ‘Mina’ frowns “They told us your new name is Kissa” … What? “What you mean ‘your new name’?” “Do you even know the situation you are in, Yuuki?” Stella butts in, her voice all smug again, fine, two can play this game “You wouldn’t care to enlight me now, would you?” I say with all the attitude I can muster, if they think they can break me that easily then they have another thing coming, the red hair ignore my sarcasm and comes closer, I backtrack a little but the bed I woke up in is in the way; she looks at me and her green and beautiful eyes send me a glare that I can only interpret as judging “You… are in hell” she deadpans “Care to be more specific?” “To keep it simple to your poor and innocent mind… welcome to a brothel” my hands actually turns into fist hearing that “The most expensive and exquisite this side of the coast at that” I frown, she smirks “So what? Your parents own money? You were involved with the mob? Did the local gangster wanted to have his way with you and you didn’t leave him? Well you should’ve, you just entered hell, and you know what? What you just live? That was lucky, you got away with a few bruises only, and that means that you won’t be available until those fade, so that’s being lucky” she gets close enough to me so I can actually focus on her face and see little scars here and there, her expression is a solid ice, cold and calculated “You know the basics now, so stop crying and whimpering about it, better prepared yourself for what’s next” she harshly speaks, almost spitting the words and turns around to a bed on the other side of the room. I really don’t understand what’s going on here, my mind keeps spinning and I feel tired “What does she mean?” I quietly ask, the other girl, Mina sits on the bed I woke up, and lightly pulls my arm so I do the same “You know what a brothel is, right? Men… sometimes even women, come here and… do what they want to us, there are a lot of girls around, I heard there were once boys too, we all have different stories, you were brought here I think… it was the night before? You were unconscious, Diva told us you are the new one, your name is Kissa and you are the Doctor’s new favorite” she looks at me intently “How do you get here? Did you own money? Because if you do you might be freed when your debt is paid” it’s a lot to process, my mind keeps swimming trying to grasp the little facts, I shouldn’t be here, is all the conclusion I can get to “I… don’t... I don’t have any debt” I finally muster, feeling as my head becomes foggy, even the debt I had with the bidders is already paid now “Then…” I don’t know what she says next because I have the feeling everything is growing dark “For now rest, the trip down from the drugs is going to be a rough one” I hear her whispering, a pair of hands help me to lay down and then the darkness comes

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lykke70slattery-blog · 5 years

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lightandwinged · 6 years

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So I saw The Movie. Spoilers--good, bad (or neutral), and ugly--below. Spoiler-free: not as good as the first Avengers, but better by far than AoU.

The Good

This film made me even more furious with Joss Whedon, solely because it proves that the problems in AoU were of his own making, namely his inability to handle too many characters and therefore incompetence when it comes to a film of this type. The Russo brothers took a very smart approach to this, in that they knew they couldn’t take the time to give all of the good guys the characterization they’d have gotten in a film with a smaller cast, so they basically made Thanos the main character, which is really what should’ve happened with Ultron but inexplicably did not happen.

And man, what a joy Thanos is as a character. So many superhero villains are so kind of... one dimensional, tbh. Or not one dimensional, but rather, they seem to have an understanding that what they’re doing is evil or, if they don’t have that understanding, a lack of real conviction. They’re nascent Sith, in a sense, running on either the sheer joy of being cruel or on a heightened desire for vengeance. They can be a lot of fun, don’t get me wrong, but they seem, for lack of a better word, like cartoon villains.

They’re fun, like I said, and the world is full of people who are just... evil for the sake of being evil (as we’ve found out in the last ~2+ years more than a lot of us realized, I think), but they get tired when they’re the villain of everything. Chaotic Evil, in other words, gets less compelling when it’s all you see. It becomes the same person with a different mask, 9/10 times, which I’m sure contributes a lot to superhero movie fatigue.

Thanos, though, I enjoyed because he was 100% convinced that what he was doing was for the good of the universe. Ultron was trying to go there, I think, but Whedon handled it with about as much delicacy as a bull in a china shop (Ultron is mostly redeemed by his being played by James Spader, who is a delight at all times, but that also ends up being his downfall because you get the feeling that he’s winking at the audience the entire time... “I’m saying this with conviction, but here’s a quip to show that I know I’m evil.”). Thanos actually felt real. He felt like he believed everything he was saying, like he truly thought he was doing the universe a mercy, that he was the good guy.

And that doesn’t redeem him by any means (incoming people screeching about how I’m downplaying genocide or stanning because dude’s evil, y’all), but it makes him infinitely more compelling, and GOD, that is refreshing. It’s the same way that Killmonger was refreshing because, even though you don’t agree with it, you see his point. I mean, who among us that’s worked retail hasn’t wanted to snap our fingers and make half of humanity vanish? It’s been more than a decade since my last retail position, and I still have those days.

On a different level, it’s that garbage that gets pushed by freshman level philosophy students who are like “people should stop having babies” because that, not a mismanagement of resources by the wealthy and powerful, is why there’s scarcity. It’s rubbish, absolute rubbish (and it doesn’t work because science tells us that the universe, that all of existence, is infinite... and fuck, the movie’s science tells us that as well--Bananabread Cabletelevision had his little moment of hunting for spoilers and only got through about 1.4 million of the unending possibilities that exist BUT I DIGRESS), but at first blush, you ask yourself, “Wait, does he have a point?” No, he does not.

A rundown of other Goods:

Look, Thor in lightning form is the sexiest creature in existence. I’m sorry, I don’t make the rules.

Also I appreciated him getting another smushface. And then the immediately following Battle of the Chrises (all I’m saying is that if there’s not a threeway Chris standoff in Part Deux, I’ll be very sad. Also, someone please cast Chris Pine in Captain Marvel, he needs to spend the rest of eternity watching powerful women heroes in awe).

The people who were allowed gave fantastic performances. RDJ will be sorely missed as Iron Man (because if y’all think he’s living past the next film, I’m sorry for your loss), and of the good guys, I felt like he came the closest to being the main character here. Which has been true of the other Avengers films as well, so that’s nice to see. Ultimately, these first three phases of the MCU were Tony Stark’s story, and that finale will be really... well, painful.

Other great performances: Tom Holland (darling baby child, I wept for you), Mark Ruffalo (good at constipation), Bagels Cucumbers (that hurts to admit, he’s the Worst, but damn if he isn’t a good actor), Zoe Saldana (you’d better come back), Chris Hemsworth (as always), Paul Bettany (NOOO), and Elizabeth Olsen (poor darling).

The humor was nicely balanced, not fourth-wall breaking like you get in the Whedon Avengerses, but logical. It was kind of like exhaling: inhale the action and serious stakes, exhale the humor. It allowed breathing room in all the intensity, so that was great.

Also how can I have missed Wakanda that much if it’s only been like... not even two months since I saw Black Panther?

Look, if the next movie involves just one scene--just one!--of Okoye, Nat, and Wanda fighting together, my ticket will have been worth its price.

Related, Proxima Midnight is (a) literally the coolest name for anyone ever, and (b) my wife now.

The Neutral-Bad

Or, really, more the expected.

In any ensemble movie, you’re going to have a lot of characters whose purpose is just to step on scene, state their name and allegiance, and then fade into the background. This ended up being the case with pretty much all of Team Cap, and it was to their detriment. They had their shining moments (”Earth just lost her greatest defender” made me ship things like FedEx), but as opposed to the group above, they didn’t really have a lot to do? Or even really much in the way of reactions? They just sort of... came and saw and fought and that was it.

It felt a lot like nobody knew what to do with those characters, which is fair enough, but it also felt like they were wasted, and they shouldn’t have been. If I had to guess, I’d guess that the writers had to pick and choose which good guys they wanted to focus on and which new Avengers and old Avengers would get the attention. Tony because these films have been basically a huge Iron Man series. Thor because I think? the plot requires him to be Important, as per comic books. But as much as I adore Thor, I wish there had been a focus on Steve more. With Tony, you’ve got the plot of “oh my god Thanos, the thing I’ve been afraid of since 2008″ but maybe Steve could’ve had more of a reluctant plot, like he’s been heroing all this time but all he’s gotten for it is locked up and exiled and shit? I don’t know, point is that if Captain America is going to be so prominent in the MCU logo, he should get a bigger slice of the plot pie.

Also I’m annoyed with Gamora’s passing, though I wouldn’t call it a complete fridging because it wasn’t just for mangst. It was just mostly for mangst. Either way, though, I think that’s the death (besides the end ones) that bothered me the most. It didn’t feel unnecessary and was probably the most shocking, when you look at it objectively (more on that in a second), but... I don’t know, it bothered me, but I can’t 100% put my finger on why/how. I do appreciate, though, that it gave Gamora a decent arc in the film.

Anyway, to the deaths. The presumable permadeaths (Heimdall, Loki, and Gamora) were, for the most part, unsurprising. The Thor trilogy is over, so Heimdall and Loki end up being kind of extra weight, the former because he doesn’t have a lot to do that’s not in a role filled by another character, and the latter because the only other way he could’ve worked in this film was as an eleventh hour heroic sacrifice, and that feels almost too woobie-ish, like beyond Zuko levels of woobie.

The Great Dust Rapture at the end was also fairly unsurprising, mostly because there’s no way a good chunk of those characters aren’t coming back. At least two have sequels literally named after them coming out sometime in the next couple of years; as I also pointed out to Kyle, “Look, Gamora may be dead forever, but if the rest of the Guardians remain dust, GotG3 will just be The Adventures of Rocket Raccoon Being Very Sad.” The non-dusted bunch are the OG Avengers, plus or minus a few friends; the stakes for the next film are, therefore, a LOT higher, since all the OG Avengers have finished their trilogies and, should they survive, will probably only ever show up again in cameos. We know T’Challa and Peter Parker and the Guardians of the Galaxy and probably Dr. Strange and everyone still have Things To Do.

But the OG Avengers do not, and they couldn’t really kill off the main characters of the franchise with one film to go, so...

(also, calling it now: the next film is going to be The Avengers: Rebirth. I will put money on it)

The Ugly

But HNNGH. Okay.

I 100% understand the choices they made with the dustinatings, but like... there’s no suspense whatsoever. If Marvel didn’t release their film titles 6000 years in advance, maybe the stakes would’ve been stakier, but as it stands, it’s like... come on people.

You know what would’ve worked way better and made for stakier stakes? Don’t kill off the main characters from franchises that still have sequels coming out. Kill off sidekicks. T’Challa doesn’t die, but maybe M’baku or Okoye does. Spare at least three of the Guardians of the Galaxy. Leave Peter Parker’s fate uncertain (though his death scene was literally the only one that made me tear up because TOM HOLLAND IS JUST THAT GOOD, DARLING FROG-IN-MOUTH BOY). Bucky, Sam, Nick Fury, Maria Hill--they can remain dusted. But if you want to keep the stakes for the second film while actually letting us believe that there won’t be any resurrections this time, maybe don’t kill people who we know will be back in various MCU films at future dates.

It’s like I keep thinking when I watch trailers for Solo or literally any prequel anything: the problem with 99% of prequels is that we know who lives and who doesn’t, so giving us trailer shots of Chewbacca in danger, for example, is like trying to play peek-a-boo with an adult. We have object permanence, it’s not surprising when you pull your hands away and your face is still there. It’s not surprising that Chewbacca isn’t going to get his face bashed away by a rock. It’s not surprising that somehow, in Avengers Four: You Asked For More, all the dusted people with eponymous films coming up will be back.

Another big plot hole: why didn’t Dr. Strange go and do his future vision the second a giant green man fell into his living room? Bruce, as Bruce, tells him “Thanos is coming for the macguffins” and then he goes and spends the next 5 minutes going through possibilities and then figures out the very easy way to solve the thing.

That easy way? Just have Wanda destroy the time stone. Now we’re not panicking about taking out Vision’s brain as fast as we can (point: that scene was unrealistic, Shuri would’ve actually had it done in about 13 seconds flat) and Thanos has lost and maybe he goes around killing people manually but at least he can’t rewind time if things don’t go his way.

The movie didn’t do this, obviously, but it’s one of those things where it’s like “if your audience can figure out a better way of doing things before the credits even fucking roll, maybe revise your script.”

(if Carrie Fisher had been alive to script doctor this shit, we wouldn’t have this problem, universe)

Other big frustration: does every Avengers film really need Thor to go on an epic quest away from everyone else for half the film? Don’t get me wrong, it was pretty cool to see him jumpstart a sun and see Peter Dinklage being huge (all I’m saying is that if Disney ever acquires the rights to the X-Men, things are going to get very confusing) and see a new Mjolnir-like-object, but oh. my. god. Every time those scenes were happening, I felt like it was a bathroom break. Like legit, that fucking ax had better cleave Thanos in half in the next movie because otherwise, that was so much wasted time that could’ve been devoted to literally anything else.

Final Miscellaneous Thoughts

Maybe this means that GotG3 will be about Peter Quill actually growing up and dealing with his issues. I hope it does.

Also, Nebula/Tony Stark road trip back to earth? I’m all about it.

Wonder Woman would’ve ended this all in about 30 seconds flat, which is why Captain Marvel can’t show up until the next film.

The next film is literally going to be at least 90 minutes of Thanos refusing to interact with anyone trying to kill him because he’s on vacation and fuck you.

Literally why does anyone still live in NYC in the MCU? The first movie would’ve been enough to convince me to move to a cornfield in Nebraska and just stay there for eternity.

“Thanos will return.” Along with literally everyone else SERIOUSLY THIS IS NOT SUSPENSEFUL MARVEL AAAAAAUGH.

#infinity war #infinity war spoilers #not really spoiler: thanos and his team are basically apophan and his cult #this realization led to a 20 minute conversation while we waited for the credits to end #in which I pointed out that the last time one of my characters faced off against one of Kyle's #my character legit took maybe 2 damage in the entire event #and it was not Kyle playing favorites I just had lucky dice that night

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thelouisianauproar · 6 years

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Louisiana Uproar - Chapter 27

Summary: Jason takes in Anna, an escaped member of the Ensanglante Cult; Dottie travels to Empire Bay and meets an old friend of Vito Scaletta’s.

I met with Travis at the Frazier offices.

“You here because of the rumor that I want out?” “Do you?” “What’s the right answer?” He makes a drink. “Don’t worry, I told him you wanted out, too.” “Who?” “Maguire. Dude from the state department.” He seems to so impressed with himself. “We could put these guys out, Dot.” “No.” The anger boils inside of me. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done?” “Dottie. You’re gonna be worth more than them. Cut it before the boardwalk.” “That’s fine, the man is an investigator. I came to you for a reason. I knew your name.” I pause. “You want to get us killed?” I need to put fear in him. “I want to save us.”

“I assure you---this isn’t the way.” I pause. “Tell you what? I appreciate what you were trying to do. Keep your head down and I’ll consider how to keep us alive.” “That guy is a resource.” “I don’t need him, yet.” I sigh, before leaving.

When I get home, Nicki is watching the television. We haven’t been the same since my drunken conversation with John. She doesn’t look to the door when I get in. The phone rings and I grab it, because I am closer. “Burke-Jetson.” “Dot, I’d like to see you at my place.” “Sure, what’s up?” “I’ll be here.” Jason hangs up. I guess that means now. I grab my keys and leave again.

“Jason.” I greet when he lets me inside. “Shhh. She’s asleep.” “Who?” Jason points to the petite woman, she’s sleeping on his couch. “Her name is Anna.” “Oh, Anna.” I pretend like I have an idea who she is. “Ray and I heard of a place.” He says, “we went over there, today, and she came bursting out. A few men were after her.” “The men?” “Ray and I dealt with ‘em. Freakish looking.” He says, “she’s pretty gone in the head.” He hands me the horrific photos. Pictures of dead people, carved up, it looks ritualistic.

“What do we do with her?”

“She has some information that I need.” He says, “but she can’t stay here.” “So you want me to find a place for her?” “That I can access.’ “Okay.” I take some time to think. “I’ll be back.”

Today is turning longer than I planned.

“Good evening, father, is this a bad time?” “Dorothy. Come in.” “I won’t be long.” I step in. “I came to ask you for a favor.” “What’s going on?” “We found a girl running from a cult. It was a bad situation and she’s damaged.” “So, you need her out of the city?” “Hidden.” I say, “these people don’t seem right. Neither is she, I hear.” “I have...a parishioner who is out of town. Her apartment is safe. In Tickfaw.”

“I’ll call my guy.”

By midnight, we have Anna moved to that apartment. I haven’t had much to say to her, but I want to find out what she knows.

It turns out that Father knows a bit about the Ensanglante. Sammy and a few others had battled them, in the past.

“Anna.” I saw while the two men talk. “B-Bonnie?” “No, I’m Dottie. Nice to meet you.” I nod. The men join us. “You remember Jason. This here’s father.” I gesture to them. “Anna.” Jason sits. “You know anything about this?” He gives her a painted playing card.

She tells us her story. At times, she seems perfectly coherent. I can’t help but look at the splashes of blood on her clothes. Poor girl, it sounds terrible what she went though. “And the tears and...the bl-blood. He was choking. Th-th-the...sadness.” “Anna.” Jason says, “People like this have a process for indoctrination. Where else did Bonnie take you?” She looks out of breath. “..A night club...Uh...Nuit Blanche. That’s where they bring people to the family.” “Familiar to you?” “They took that bar.” Jason says, “hippie club.” “And that playing card...it’s the only way they’ll let you in.” “Got you.” He gets up. “You did good here, Anna.” I assure her. “Be careful, Jason.” He nods to me. “I did...good. I-I...good.” She repeats. She looks like she’s gonna lie back down. She’s saying something to herself. “Be careful of the fallen sky!” Whoa. I can’t gather the rest of what she repeats, I don’t understand. She plops down to rest.

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Is anything in my life stable, at this point? The company is about it.

“Dottie.” Stacy says. “Stacy.” I greet. “Mr. Saggio is here to see you.” Great. After my last conversation with Larry and Pierre, I don’t want to be seen with him. “Send him in.” “Hi there.” “Hello.” I put my files down. “Danna is not happy.” “Yeah, I’d imagine not.” “Don’t worry, kid.” He shrugs. “With all of us. He’s upset with you about the committee, me about this Ensanglante business. Shit, Morty is the only person he hasn’t shut out.”

Well, that’s not how you do business. “He wants us to announce everything to the team---today.” “Today?” “Today.” He starts a cigarette. Danna is having a hissy fit. “Watch your ass after this, kid.” He says, “you’d think you’re exempt from being put down.” “You thought you were exempt.” “I didn’t.” He adds. “Kid, I’ve been in this business a lot of years. No one is exempt.” He pushes out a breath and offers me a cigarette. What the hell? I shrug and he lights. “You met our friend, Anna?” “I did.” “How is she?” “Resting when I left her.” I say, “She isn’t right.” “No.” Ray slightly shakes it off. “Those people...are beating me, DOt.”

“We’ll get them.” “They might be my Lincoln Clay. A fucking cult.” He says, “and that guy, Jason? I knew you were holding out on me.” “Is it holding out if he’s working with you?” I turn to him. “Ray, I gotta prepare for today.” “Pity parties don’t last for you, huh?” He stands and finishes his drink.

It’s hard to describe the looks on their faces when I made the announcement. I try to give a good opener, drop the bombshell, tell them what I know, and end with a supportive finish. This is a rough time for the team, and it’s only gotten worse.

“Nicki.” I catch up to her as she’s headed to her car. “Hey.” She pauses. Despite her being upset with me, I can see her empathy.

“I tried.” “I know you did.” She touches my cheeks. “You did the best you could.” “Thank you.” We share a quick kiss. “I’ll see you at home.” I say, seeing Morty run up. “Dot, hey, the Don wants to see you.” Oh, great. Nicki and I exchange one more look before I leave.

“Good work out there.”

“Seriously?” “You did the best you could.” “So what’s going on?” Morty starts a cigarette.

“It’s a shit show-”

The Don spots me. “Don Danna.” “Dot.” He nods to me. Morty leaves. “Dot, someone with the commission has been tipped off about the committee forming. They want answers.” “Great.” “You had it under control back there. We all had good things to say about you, the last time you went to meet with the Commission. Work your charm and get them off our backs.”

“Understood. Yes, sir.”

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I flew out with Danna to Empire Bay. This place is always associated with death to me. I think about Vito, when I came here to meet Ray and Danna. I feel like I’m potentially walking into an ambush. I look over at the Don, we’re sitting in first class. I don’t trust him, I don’t even think he should be the Don. He’s just throwing me under the bus.

The first night, we were invited to a very nice restaurant. I’m nervous and I’m expecting a gunshot to the back of my head. I have to remind myself to keep a plastic smile. It’s like all the etiquette that my father taught me is working.

Ninety minutes in and I’m hating all of this. These men have come together to suck their own dicks. The compliments flow like water. It looks like one big reunion for the Don. My only escape is the bar or bathroom.

“Who is this young lady?” A heavy set man, slightly older than me, says.

“This is one of my associates, Dottie.” We shake hands. “Dottie, this is Randy Barbozo.” “Pleased to meet you.” “The pleasure is mine.” “Randy used to run around with me, a few years back.” More dick sucking.

As the night progresses, Randy is still making eyes at me. I’m bored and I’m game for something different.

“You stick out like a sore thumb, you know that?” “I’ve noticed.” “It’s nearly ten. You can leave now.” He attempts to dismiss me. My head snaps to him. “A-alls I’m saying is I have a better place to take you.”

“I’m fine.” Now, he wants to save me. “Hey, I’m bored too. Why not change pace?” I look around at the white men in the room. “I’ll bring my car around.” He raises his eyebrow once or twice.

I don’t want to stay in the love fest, but going with Randy is how women get murdered. I slip outside to call a taxi. He’s outside.

“Hey!” He honks, noting my embarrassment, he laughs. What the hell? I’m a made guy. A made guy who is probably gonna die on this trip, either way. I get in his car and check his backseat. “Hey, it’s all good.” He shrugs. “We might even make it.” “Where are we going?”

He took me to a boxing match. The seats are pretty good. There is a man yelling at the fighters. He gives a head nod to us both. Nice crowd.

“That’s my friend, Joe. He’s friends with the guy who runs this joint.” He gestures. We take a seat, at the front, with Joe.

What time is it? I’m actually having a good time, already. His friend, Joe, gestures for me to switch seats with Randy, so he does. Now, I’m sitting next to Joe. We pop up and stand as one fighter staggers before getting knocked out. Everyone is so excited. It’s deafening in here!

“Nice to meet you.” Joe puts out a hand for me to shake. “I’m Joe Barbaro.”

My legs nearly give out from under me. I bring both my hands to hold his. “I-” Fix your face, Dot.

“Have we met?” Joe notices my reaction. I get on my the tips of toes to say, in his ear:

“Only in my dreams.” “Oh?” He takes my hand and kisses it.

The night progressed and I’m glad I’m here. Joe is a cool cat. Towards the end of the night, he dismissed Randy. “I’ll get you a ride out of here.” “Sure.” He’s such a gentleman.

We walked through the crowd and take an elevator downstairs.

“So, where ya headed after this?” “I’m headed to the Empire Arms.” “Oh. Big meeting after this?” “You bet.” I don’t want to talk about that right now.

“What do ya do? Randy said Don Danna brought you to an event.” “He did. I handle his affairs.” The door opens and he gestures for me to leave first. He gestures at something. “Car’s coming.” He tells me. “Listen, if you’ll be here tomorrow night. I could take you on a nice night.” “I could use more fun like tonight.” I nod. “Sure.” “I’ll find you at the Empire Arms.” “Or with Danna.” A black vehicle pulls up and Joe gets the door. “Thanks for this, Joe.” “Thanks for showing up.” I take a step closer. “I would have loved to see what Joe Barbaro and Vito Scaletta were like as kids.” “What?” “I named a restaurant after Vito. Scaletta’s Ristorante.” Joe doesn’t know what to say. I simply get in the car.

“Ray speaking.”

“Ray, it’s Dot. I need a favor.” “It’s late.” “In the morning. Call Joe Barbaro and vouch for me.” “Vouch what?” “That I know Vito.” There’s a pause. “You got it. Now, how’s it going out there?”

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The next morning, I have meetings with commission regarding the hearing. Just like my first meeting with Ray, Danna, and Mr. Galante; it’s a lot of talk. I just had to make these men trust that I know what I’m doing. It’s not easy, considering I’m the only black person in the room.

After the meeting, I stood at the bar of Empire Arms hotel. He knows that I want him. He just has to get here. “You uuhhh come here, often?” “Just one more night.” I flash him a bright smile. “Let’s make it count.” He extends his arm for me to hook.

We start off at a diner.

“Ray tells me that you and Vito were friends.” “He thought you died.” “Hey, me too. I thought Galante took care of Vito in that very car.” “Hmm.” I paused. “I loved Vito.”

We spend time relating to each other over food. They seem so different, yet similar. Joe is forty-seven. He’s married with two daughters in high school. They happen to be out of town. Like Vito, he’s done prison time.

I hear him chuckle when he returns from the bathroom.

“What?” I follow his smile. “So, old Vito mentored you?” “Among other things.” “I must say that I’m impressed.” he says, “You talk about me and Vito. You and...Clay must have been something.” “We’re far from you and Vito. Why do you think so?” “Unique looking.” Because we’re black? “That guy was a monster. I have to give him a double take.” “What does that say about me?” I ask, teasingly. “Hey, kid, something is different about you. Maybe it’s because you don’t look like you belong here.” We make eye contact and he winks. I try to hide my smile.

“Do you miss him?” “Sure, you can’t have a friend like that and not miss him.” He pauses. “You got any friends like that, kid?”

I pause to think. Maybe Nicki? Or Betty? Betty, more so than Nicki. I look at Joe and I guess my answer is telling. The waiter comes with two drinks in small glasses.

“You serve alcohol at diners?” “Only for special guests.”

“Cheers.” We both take a drink. He’s still looking at me. “I miss him.”

“Yeah.” “I get this sinking feeling that if he were alive. He’d be doing my job.” “I wouldn’t say that too loud, kid. On account of people might think things.” “I didn’t kill him.” I shrug. “I’ll have you know, I killed people because I thought they killed him.” I think I’ve had enough of this conversation.

“Hey, kid, I got some old pics of Vito back at my place. We could---” This sounds interesting. I lean forward and he nearly stops speaking. “I think you’re very interesting, Joe.” I say, “So I want to be honest with you.” Joe says nothing. “Tonight...when we go back to your place and...you know. Could I call you his name?” “Oh.” He thinks. “Vito?” “Please. I’m going to do it, either way. I just want to show you...respect.” “That’s a hell of an ask, kid.” He pauses. “Let me think on it. Let’s go someplace darker.”

Joe took me for a drive around Empire Bay. He showed me some historical spots. It’s nice. Maybe this is just how Vito was. I always heard he was old school, you just don’t meet people like them these days.

He brought me to some bar. Do they know him everywhere he goes? We walk arm in arm, Joe says it’s so people know that I’m cool. I’m him, always in his direct sight.

I haven’t played this role in a long time: girlish, young, still learning. It’s refreshing.

“Your drink.” I put it down next to Joe, he’s playing poker. “Hey, thanks.” “Who is the girl.” One guy asked. “She’s a friend of mine. My right hand for tonight.” Interesting choice of words. “Hey, are you having a good time?” “A great time.” I pause. “What time is it?” “It’s nearly midnight.” I check his watch. I’m not sure why I took his wrist. I’m too drunk to read time. “I have to catch a flight in six hours.” “We should get you out of here, then.”

My hormones are running wild in his car and I can’t feel my face.

“How are ya doing over there?” He checks on me.

“I can’t believe you can drive, right now.” I smile. “Years of practice.” His hand finds between my legs. He’s touching me harder than I’m used to. I close my eyes and imagine Vito’s hand. “You alright?”

“Are you really taking me to your place?” “Sure.” “What about your family?” “They won’t be back tonight.”

He lives in a nice place. I’d hoped to see Vito live in a place like this. The thought sobers me.

“Get comfortable.” He offers a drink. “I got something for ya.”

Joe leaves and returns with a photo album. “What’s this?” “I told ya.” I start to flip. I always knew Vito was an attractive young man.

“What’s the attraction here, kid?” “Between us?” “Between you and Vito.” “I told you. He was my boss, he looked out for me.” A lot. “I…” I think back to those days. I think of Alma, she loved him too. “This business… it changes you and-” I try to breathe in my tears. “He made me feel I wasn’t so alone. He heard me. He..” I chuckle. “Taught me how to be around them, without going yes, master.”

“Sounds deep, kid.” “He didn’t deserve what happened to him.” “You’re different...he always liked those.” I stand and try to gather myself.

“Joe, I’m gonna ask you again.” Joe gestures lightly like he wants to hear it. “In about ten minutes…” A smile forms across my face. “Could I call you his name?” “You have no clue how sick of a request that is.” he stops, “Yes, you can call me what you want.”

---

Nothing special was accomplished by having sex with Joe Barbaro, besides that I slept with someone new. He didn’t feel like Vito. How could he? They were shaped differently. Joe didn’t fuck me, I fucked him, he was too fat. The name “Vito” escaped my lips, just as I was sure it would.

It was just great to relate to Joe. He made me think about things. I thought I was a terrible person for cheating on Nicki. Look at Joe, he brought me to the bed that he shares with his wife. I must be in good company.

Nonetheless, Joe drove me to the airport with no sleep in our system. “You’re one of a kind, kid.” He tells me as he pulls over. “And you’re a wild ride.” We pop out to get my luggage. “You wanna know a tip? Between us?” “One for the road.” “Invest in the Jetson Organization.” I tell him. “Don’t tell your friends. Just you.” “Will do.” “We’re gonna blow up by October. Trust me.”

When we arrived back to New Bordeaux’s airport. There are men waiting to take us to our respective homes.

“Good job out there.” Danna gives me a nod. “It’s a waiting game.” The man in black opens the backseat.

“Have a good day.” I slip inside and the doors close. I feel a shift in my seat and my car speeds away. The man who closed the door doesn’t have the time to load my bags. My head snaps behind me to see Danna in the distance. I’m about to get whacked. “Driver! Driver!” I hit the glass.

The vehicle is armored, of course. I can’t get out. I try to yell to any drivers but the windows are tinted. The window to the driver rolls down and something is thrown to me. It smokes heavily. Is he trying to drug me? It looks like a joint so I roll it against the window to put it out. The energy feels like it is being sucked out of me before I can’t take it anymore.

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lookatthedawn · 6 years

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Ten Things I Won’t Miss

I take a walk around the Ho Hoan Kiem for the last time. It's been less than two months since I first set foot in Hanoi, and now I'm filled with nostalgia for the first days of my arrival when everything was a novelty. I've grown accustomed to the language, to street vendors, tourists, to scooters swerving around me, crowded streets and little shops. I can see why Lady came and stayed. It's easy to stay here. I shop for a few souvenirs then head to my favorite cafe in Hanoi; the Tous Les Jours! I take a seat on the second floor, open my laptop and work while having one of their delicious pineapple bread. The cafe has wi-fi and soothing golden lighting, while outside the window the blue sky gets darker with each passing minute. The soft music is perfect and the staff is super friendly. Today there are few customers besides me, and I appreciate that too. My only problem with the place, as well as most cafes in Southeast Asia, is that tea and coffee are served in such tiny cups. In South America is the same thing; you ask for a cup of coffee and get a little sample. They're rather proud of their coffee beans, but never want you to be satiated. Instead, they dispense it like medication. I miss the States' big mugs and free refills! I'm at the end of my summer internship, and I've loved being here. However, there are a few things in Vietnam I will not miss. Let's make a quick list, shall we?

1) Probably the number one thing that really gets to me is the habit the Vietnamese have of clearing their throats and spitting on the ground. This happens everywhere. You're walking around the beautiful Ho Hoan Kiem lake, having the best thoughts conceivable to men, then you hear someone right beside you making a deep sweep in their throat and spitting its phlegmatic contents right on the path. Gosh! I do avert my eyes, my ears, and all my senses as I find the habit deeply repulsive, but this seems perfectly normal and acceptable in the Vietnamese culture. I want to ask them if you have to do that, can you at least spit in the nearest trash can? Close related to that is their habit of picking their noses. It's not that people all around the world doesn't do it, but there's a time and place for everything, which is a concept that evades the average Vietnamese. Also, consider dropping the habit altogether and using a tissue instead.

2) Poor sanitation. This is both a personal issue and a major social one. I believe many people wouldn't want to visit Southeast Asia because they don't do well with a hole in the ground instead of a toilet bowl. So, yes, my travels would have been much more pleasant if I could count on proper sanitation, but I also believe that these countries could get a major boost in tourism, and consequently in the economy if they just made sure that public restrooms were properly equipped and clean.

3) Cutting in line. This only happens when you're in line, so, it's not a constant pebble in my shoe, but when it does occur, it's unbelievably annoying. How can anyone think that this is okay? How do they feel when someone cuts in line in front of them? I have talked to Vietnamese people about that and they laugh like it's a Vietnamese cute quirk. It's not cute! A quirk shouldn't interfere with everyone else's schedule. It's not that Vietnamese people are arrogant, because generally, they are not. It's just that they don't put that much stock in this kind of social organization. On this matter, China is quite different. Even by visiting the Chinese embassy in Hanoi one notices that cutting in line is a major no-no. Chinese people can be very rigid on a lot of things, not always sensibly, but in queueing they can teach Vietnam a thing or two.

4) No sidewalk to speak of. Well, yes, there are sidewalks, but they're not for walking. They're used primarily as parking spaces for scooters. If there aren't parked scooters, or if there's extra space, then people may walk. But most likely, it's been already taken by tables and people cooking, eating, playing checkers, or fixing appliances. If you're walking on the sidewalk at rush hour, remember that the sidewalk is free game, and you'll most often see a motorcycle rushing at or behind you. The fun never stops. 5) Smoking. This is something that surprised me. I thought that smoking was in decline all around the world, but apparently, that's not the case in Vietnam -- especially among young people. The Vietnamese young men and women seem unmoved by the disturbing ads on cigarette packages. Everywhere you go, there are people puffing away. What I find ironic is that most people use a mask on the streets to prevent contamination by air pollution but see no problem in lighting a cigarette.

6) Trash. Sometimes I think of Vietnam as a person with low self-esteem, who just doesn't realize his potential and how precious he is. That would explain why they don't care much about some of their beautiful beaches and parks. That's not generalized, and Hanoi has many places well cared for, but in a beautiful beach in Phu Quoc, for example, there was plenty of trash, so that you had to watch where you stepped. The rule of thumb seems to be that, unless a place is considered sacred, like a pagoda, or classified by UNESCO as a World Heritage Site, it doesn't require maintenance. Therefore, if you visit the Temple of Literature, for example, you'll find it clean and well maintained, but if you take a walk around a small park or lake, it might be littered with empty bottles, food wraps, and dog feces.

7) Toothpicking. After a meal, most people in Vietnam reach for the toothpick -- which is conveniently placed on the table -- to do some teeth cleaning. Okay, this is a personal peeve of mine. As a teenager, I worked as a dental assistant and that was something my boss hammered in his clients' minds; don't use toothpicks on your teeth, it does more harm than good. The Carefree Dental site has the following to say about the habit: "...if you're not careful, you could be damaging your tooth enamel, lacerating gum tissue, and even causing a broken tooth... Additionally, aggressive toothpick use could damage the roots of the teeth, especially where the gums have pulled away from the teeth leaving root surfaces exposed. A broken splinter could also lodge itself in the gum, resulting in an infection if not removed." I understand the drive to get food from between your teeth after a meal, but there are other ways, more effective, to do that, like flossing. I also don't like the fact that this is done at the table, but that might just be me. I'm one of those people who believe that a restroom is a perfect place to put yourself back to rights. Especially if that restroom is well lit, has all the appliances and is clean. #see sanitation above. Vietnamese people are notorious for bad teeth and oral hygiene, and I believe that toothpicking is only one more bad habit in a multifaceted issue. https://www.carefreedental.com/resources/16-dental-tips/153-10-bad-habits-that-are-hard-on-your-teeth

8) Unwelcome solicitation. Vietnamese people are very helpful and most of the time their help is quite welcome. However, it can get annoying when you can't take a ten-minute walk without being offered at least five things. It's fruits, hats, juices, food and, of course, rides. There's a man leaning on a motorcycle at almost every corner, and every one of them asks if you want a ride. That's also the case in Cambodia, Thailand, and Laos. It's nice to have rides easily available, but it becomes a pain when you can't go twenty steps without having to decline something. There are also those who follow you for a little while, insisting. If you do accept whatever they're selling, be ready to haggle. Sometimes haggling is fun, especially if you're doing it for exercise and are not very interested in the product. But in that case, I'd rather spend my time in more interesting conversations. When making purchases, I like straight-forward transactions. I prefer fixed prices and being able to count on finding the same product at the same price day after day.

9) Scarcity mentality. The scarcity mentality is the idea that there's never enough to go around. I use the word never instead of not, because the scarcity mentality subscribes to a sort of pessimism. It's not that there isn't enough for today, but a constant belief that tomorrow there won't be enough either. Some people with this mindset are very selfish, believing that resources cannot be shared since more for you means less for me. I'd not say that the Vietnamese is selfish, much on the contrary. The people I met in Vietnam were very considerate and extremely generous, especially my supervisors and colleagues at The Gioi. However, the notion of poverty is very present in the Vietnamese society's words and actions. This is hard to explain, so I'll give a few examples: the tiny teacup at homes and cafes, as I've mentioned before, the scant toilet paper, narrow streets, tiny bathrooms, little water in the shower, bath towel about the size of an American hand towel, recycled water for many needs like washing dishes, flushing, etc. Anyone who knows me knows that I dislike waste and truly believe we should use our resources more effectively. My problem is with the mentality itself, with the belief that we don't have enough, the posture that everything is scarce today and tomorrow will be worse. While I can't speak much about the economy in Vietnam, I do notice that people have money to eat out, to buy cigarettes, to go to the movies, and to travel. And yet, that cultural restriction is often present, as though the resources are meager and must be carefully divided. I have often compared Vietnam with Brazil, and on this too the similarity is astonishing. I was away from Brazil for twenty-four years, and at my return, I was surprised by the size of things like soap bars, peanut butter jars, mayonnaise, jam, tomato sauce, shampoo bottles, and of course, teacups! Do people eat or use less of a product because it's in a smaller package? Or do we use or eat as much as we need, independent of the container? Like Vietnam, Brazil also keeps and encourages a scarcity mentality. In a culture with this mindset, goods are distributed as though from a parent to a child -- this is all you can have, Junior, so make sure it lasts, -- while in places with an abundance mentality, goods are spread freely, even if they are meager, with the trust that people will responsibly take what they need and nothing more. In this case, people are treated like responsible adults and not like children who can't be trusted.

10) Order and Progress. It could be the slogan on a flag, right? Oh, wait! It is! It's the slogan on the Brazilian flag. And it doesn't work very well over there. But, disappointment notwithstanding, it's a good slogan. No. It's a great slogan because you really can't have progress without order. I'm sure if one day Brazil succeeds in attaining the first part of the slogan, the country will have no problem with the second. Order, or organization, allows us to take a full assessment of our surroundings. It's by organizing that we know the resources we have and can plan around what we don't have. While traveling in Southeast Asia I noticed that the absence of some basic structures -- sanitation, for example -- is not the result of lack of resources. Everything necessary for an efficient and pleasant rest stop, for instance, is already there. The electrical wires in Phnom Penh is an example of that; apparently, the Cambodian capital expanded quickly and there was an immediate need for more and better electrical wires. Instead of organizing and extending the existing cables, they haphazardly added more as demand increased so that now it's a tangle of wires which defy logic. I can only imagine how electricians deal with that mess. So, why can't it be organized? I don't know. Perhaps they have been dealing with bigger emergencies, putting out fires for too long, or maybe order is just not a high priority in the Vietnamese culture. However, there are places where much thought and planning have been applied, like the Train Tien Plaza in Hanoi, a shopping center with all the organization and sophistication one can expect. The airport, some hotels, stores and upscale restaurants show a stark difference to the facilities for the public, which have yet to benefit from the same kind of organization.

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exquisitley-obsessed · 6 years

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The Three Women Of Durin - Beorn's Home (19)

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The company travelled for two weeks before anything cropped up, all the while training sessions refused to settle down. At the end of each long day of travelling the girls would spend 30 minutes to an hour working with their assigned partners. They were generally forced to fight with their weapons, only sparring to make sure they still maintained what they knew from Rivendell. On some nights Dwalin would only give Rosie the resources she had around her in the abandoned forest, Rosie tended to opt for a decent sized fallen branch.

The bumps and bruises from their run-in with Azog soon faded without scars and any other injuries soon healed. On the seventh night of the week, after the girls had their training sessions and were now settling down to rest their aching feet a strangled howl echoed from a distance behind them.

No one needed to say anything, even the girls could now detect that howl from miles away. Wargs. The company leapt into action, pulling their bags back on and acquainting themselves with weapons, the girls watching for a moment before following. When they were all ready and the fire was stomped out they gathered in a circle.

“Bilbo, turn back and scout out how far away the wargs are,” Thorin instructed, “We shall be right here if you should need us.” The hobbit nodded, surprisingly no fear could be found in his eyes, these paths had changed the hobbit. With a short nod, Bilbo turned around and scurried away when Cece updated the group on what was to happen next.

“It is, in fact, a Warg pack, some orcs too methinks, but there is something else, someone else to precise,” Cece said, dramatically.

“Oh, you just love this don’t you,” Frankie smirked at her friend as Cece blushed.

“What?” Gandalf asked, intrigued.

“Ever heard of a certain shapeshifter who lives in these parts?” Cece turned to Gandalf, knowing damn well he did. Gandalf thought for a moment and then nodded. “When Bilbo comes back, we run,” Cece instructed still talking to Gandalf.

“I’m sorry I do believe we may have missed something,” Kili said as his face contorted into a bemused expression. Just then a howl thundered from the sky, something that certainly wasn’t a warg. Following the howl, Bilbo crashed through the bushes his eyes wide and his breath heavy.

“The- “Bilbo started.

“We know, RUN!” Cece shouted before turning around and running away, the company following behind. Gandalf soon took the lead, leading the company this way and that. They ran for what seemed like hours and it probably was since the sun began to rise over the mountain peaks. Soon they were running across a barren field with a minute lake sitting sleepily in the middle, they ran and ran and ran, Gandalf shouting at them from the front.

“COME ON!” His voice echoed and the girls picked up the pace, their burning lungs and alight muscles screaming in protest. But no so far in the distance, a small hut could be seen, hope. Another roar of this unknown beast tore through their surroundings, so loud the girls had to cover their ears.

“This way!” Gandalf shouted, and they followed. Poor Bombur, frozen where he was, fear radiating off him.

“Bombur come on!” Thorin cried as he grabbed the beard of the ginger dwarf. Out of nowhere the dwarf turned and ran faster than any of the other dwarves, he simply skipped past them, his legs and arms moving in a blur. If they weren’t running from death the girls would have laughed.

They approached the gate and ran into a small front garden before slamming up into the door, all the dwarves slamming into each other. The girls who were mid-pack scrambled to the front and lifted the leaver allowing the dwarves to tumble inside.

“Bloody dwarves!” Rosie huffed as she held back the door for Thorin and Gandalf. Just then a mound of a monster appeared, tearing through the front gate, razor teeth slashing, bladed claws stabbing. “Uh oh,” Rosie whispered, frozen with fear.

“Rosie!” Kili cried pulling her back into the house and slamming the door shut and with the help of the others locking it as a thick mass of something slammed against the door. Frankie then turned to Rosie.

“Do you have a fucking death wish?” Frankie gasped, lying down next to where Rosie had been thrown, desperate for breath.

“Holy shit,” Was all Rosie could respond with as there was a continuous slam against the door before the beast gave up and turned away.

“What is that?” Ori sighed staring at Gandalf and the mound of out-of-breath-girls.

“That is our host,” Gandalf said knowledgeably before diving into the explanation of Beorn.

“You knew about this?” Fili sighed at Cece.

“We didn’t know exactly when this would take place, we didn't want to freak y’all out. Besides, no one’s hurt,” Cece smiled before turning and seeing the mound of heaving dwarf that was Bombur. “Well…” She trailed off.

“Never mind, all of you get some rest. We shall see of Beorn tomorrow,” Gandalf sighed. The girls happily curled up in a corner and fell into a deep, needed, sleep.

Frankie awoke to some noises from the barn animals, sighing she looked over and saw Rosie her head lolling off the barn of hay she was currently sitting on. She turned and then saw something very interesting indeed. Cece had curled up into the arms of…Fili? She stared at the two intertwined beings and had the sudden urge to squeal with delight. With glee, she kicked Rosie in the ribs earning her to snort and wake up.

“Wha- “Rosie started but was cut off by Frankie’s hand over her mouth. She looked up at her crazy friend who simply nodded at a pile of arms and legs on the floor. Rosie rubbed her eyes and then began to notice a mangle of blonde hair and some beard braids…

Realization swept over Rosie and she slapped Frankie in the arm who groaned in response. Rosie then scrambled over, grabbing her phone and threw it at Frankie who switched on the flash and took a photo of the adorable scene. Cute. Now to ruin it.

Rosie idled up and slowly began tugging Cece away and Frankie, Fili, the others would wake soon and that was a position that they didn’t want their friend to be in. Cece pulled away easily, her little body settling on a warm patch of hay where the sun was streaming in. Fili, not so much. Frankie grunted as she tried to pull the mass of muscle, bone and hair but failed miserably and fell causing Fili to wake up with Frankie an inch from his face.

“ARGH!” He yelled frightening Frankie.

“AGHH!” She responded.

“AHH!” Rosie yelled, jumping by the noise of the screaming.

“AHHHH!” Cece yelled as she bolted awake.

“STOP!” Frankie yelled throwing her hands up. “We’re in a scream circle!”

“Why were you…” Fili trailed off.

“Never mind that now,” Frankie sighed as she realized the rest of the group was up and awake.

They all got dressed and soon heard the noises of Beorn chopping wood in the garden, the dwarves arguing about what to do. Then Gandalf gave his little speech and soon we were all walking out in pairs, except Bombur of course. Bilbo and Gandalf leaving first.

The girls watched, laughter in their eyes as the dwarves pilled out before Beorn who was getting angrier by the minute. They very much enjoyed watching Bofur’s mixed signals.

“Is that it? Are there anymore?” Beorn asked. The final dwarf, Thorin, then stepped out, being dramatic as always. The three girls then took their cue, excusing their way through the dwarves and standing before Beorn, a little way off the group. Beorn didn’t know who to look at, Thorin, or the girls.

Not a few moments later the girls found themselves sitting at Beorn’s overly large table, drinking his milk and snacking on his food.

“So, you are the one they call Oakenshield,” Beorn said to Thorin as he filled up Fili’s mug. “Tell me, why is Azog the defiler hunting you?” Beorn said dramatically, his voice rumbling from within his chest.

“You know of Azog? How?” Thorin asked, almost shocked. Beorn submerged into the story of how his people were the first in the mountains and the pain his people suffered and how he now stands as the only remaining one of his race.

“You need to reach the mountain before the last days of autumn,” Beorn pondered as he too sat down.

“Yes, before Durin’s day,” Cece spoke up softly, “And we can. But we need your help,” She continued.

“You are running out of time,” He responded, not answering Cece’s plea of help. “What is your plan?”

“We shall go through Mirkwood,” Frankie spoke up, Cece had recently informed Rosie and Frankie on everything which happens in the story, the girls picked it up soon enough. “It will be quicker and there is a certain errand that we must run,” Frankie continued.

“A sickness lies in that forest,” Beorn simply stated.

“That will not stop us,” Rosie reassured.

“I would not venture there, except in great need,” Beorn continued.

“Well, that’s what was in,” Frankie uttered, getting slightly frustrated with the skin changer.

“We shall take the elven road,” Gandalf articulated. “Their path is still safe.”

“Safe? The wood elves of Mirkwood are not like their kin –“Beorn started.

“They’re sassy, we know,” Frankie sighed, her temper rising.

“They’re less wise and more dangerous, but it matters not,” Beorn said, ignoring Frankie.

“What do you mean?” Thorin pondered turning around.

“What Beorn is saying is that these lands are covered with orcs, we won’t make it to Mirkwood on foot which is why we need your help Beorn, mainly in the form of seventeen ponies and a horse,” Frankie mumbled, sick of the dramatics. Beorn didn’t respond for a few seconds, baffled by Frankie’s harsh tone. “Fine, don’t respond. See if I care,” Frankie then huffed before standing abruptly and exiting through the front door, leaving an awkward silence.

“I’ll go talk to her,” Rosie grimaced as she too stood, leaving Cece behind to negotiate with Beorn. Rosie stepped out onto the front porch and felt the sun spill onto her bare arms, soaking up the sun for a few seconds she began to look for Frankie.

It didn’t take long due to the splashing noises. Frankie was currently taking her anger out by throwing rocks of all shapes and sizes into the nearby stream. Rosie held back for a while, knowing her friend well enough to not get in her way. When Frankie appeared to be done she sat down by the stream, ripping her shoes and socks off and dipping her ankles into the cold water.

“You okay?” Rosie asked kindly as she too peeled away her footwear and dipped her feet into the water, Frankie had her eyes closed and some beads of sweat on her forehead.

“Yeah,” Frankie sighed, relaxing her muscles as she did so, “I just. I’m getting kind of sick of the dwarves and the dramatics and the way they talk and just…” Frankie trailed off, Rosie understood. They sat in silence for a while, listening to the hums of the animals and the gushing of the stream.

“What I wouldn’t give for just an hour of internet,” Rosie hummed as she relaxed back and stretched her legs out.

“Or a Domino's pizza,” Frankie murmured, causing a groan of annoyance and want from Rosie.

“Crisps,” Rosie added.

“Chips,” Frankie corrected whilst Rosie rolled her eyes but smiled.

“Youtube,” Rosie continued.

“Festivals,”

“Concerts,”

“Our friends,” This final one caused a sad silence to blanket the girls, they hadn’t really talked of home so much this far.

“Saying goodbye to my family,” Rosie continued.

“Saying goodbye to John,” Frankie added, John was her dog his full name, Elton John.

“Finishing school,” Rosie whispered, they had now moved onto the future.

“Meeting my future husband,”

“Buying a house near the sea,”

“Having three kids,”

“Watching Sherlock season 4,”

“Wondering if there would be a season 5.” They continued like this until they had no more to say, talking about their crazy fantasies. Again a sullen silence rested as the girls realized that they wouldn’t be able to do any of that.

“You know what,” Frankie whispered sitting up. “Fuck that.”

“Yeah,” Rosie said too sitting up, “Wait, why?” She turned to her friend.

“That was the only world we had, that’s what we got and we made dreams out of it. So, if now we have this world, we can make dreams out of it too!” Frankie said confidently.

“Yeah,” Rosie said, inspired by her friend’s words. “You know what…I want to go to an elven party,” Rosie said.

“I want to learn how to read, write and speak their languages,” Frankie smiled.

“I want to learn their music!”

“I want to try all of their foods,”

“Travel to the four corners of the map,”

“Meet Legolas and make him fall in love with me!” Frankie cried causing a trickle of laughter to escape Rosie. They continued to sit there, feet in the water, their skin warmed by the sun in peace. They talked a little more but only of this and that.

“Come on, are you ready to face his lord prickship,” Rosie smiled helping her friend up.

“As I’ll ever be,” Frankie groaned but smiled as she made her way back into the house.

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It's been a while since I've written a "Cuppa Joe" sermon, so to speak, and for that I apologize. I've been getting over-saturated by the news and haven't been in the mood. With that, I challenge you to read this. A "Shot of Joe" for the end of February... ----------------------------------------------------- Gun violence. It won’t end in our lifetimes here in the United States. We won’t see the end of it, but perhaps, just maybe our children or grandchildren will see a day when America is once again worthy of seeing themselves as the “Land of the Brave”. Right now, we simply aren’t, and it has a lot to do with the differences we all imagine as the End Game for our futures. Some seem to strive for a sort of Utopian society where we all have health coverage, free education on all levels, clean air and water, safe food, honest, livable wages for all, and a society where it no longer matters what color our flesh is or from where our ancestors come from or what religious backgrounds we have or what sexual preferences or genders we are. We’ll reach an age, with any luck, where we’re all just simply… Americans.

However, while some of us strive for that sort of end game in the US, there are others who crave a time more akin to the post-apocalyptic times seen in Mad Max films or they hope for a zombie apocalypse or some sort of breakdown of society where they can unleash their darkest desires, including crime without fear of punishment like rape and murder, the re-implementation of slavery, and moves to put women back where they “belong”; back in the kitchen, barefoot and pregnant and free to beat and slap around for being “uppity”. You know; “Biblical Times”. Praise Jesus, right?

The fact remains that so long as we, as a nation, glorify war and death and murder, all for the selfish sake of owning guns, then we have no business thinking we’re free, because we’re not, and there’s no merit for even remotely considering ourselves brave. Last I checked, there isn’t a nation on the planet who can assemble any kind of army, traverse the massive oceans of the Atlantic or Pacific, reach our shores and invade us. Mexico will never have enough of an army to come close to being a match for our over-bloated military. Canada… They’re simply not interested and that’s not their style since forever as a nation of their own. (They did burn down the White House during the War of 1812, but they were British back then.)

Given the massive natural barriers between us and anyone who could possibly want to do harm to the US, it seems beyond INSANE that our military is so bloody huge. We’re already fairly untouchable, and the world knows it. They, like many of us, know that our military budget is only rivaled by that of the next 15+/- nations COMBINED after us, and all but one are allies. Most of THEM, on the other hand, have amazing health care systems and far better education systems. They invest in their PEOPLE and not corporations. They have better and more modern infrastructure. They’re fighting climate change. They’re not at war with other nations like the US is all around the world. They care for their troops and don’t just talk about it and put bumper stickers on their cars.

Essentially, Americans are, in general, totally full of shit, mostly empty thoughts, and blasphemous prayers that mean fuck-all nothing. It’s how they cope. What the hell is wrong with Americans? They’re the loudest, mouthiest, and chicken-shit nation there is today. Those in charge use the military as mercenaries for the rich and powerful private sector. We treat those poor patriots like they’re going off to save the world, but does anyone ever wonder who “wins” in these overseas operations? Who gets the goods in the aftermath? Big Pharma gets poppies from Afghanistan. Big Oil corporations get benefits from constantly destabilizing the Middle East, either through bullshit invasions like in Iraq, or through undercover ops via the CIA and private merc companies. Big. Fat. Rich. Fucks. They are the ones who reap the prizes from war. Our own troops get shot at for the privilege of putting on a uniform and being led to believe that they’re going on some sacred, patriotic crusade for Uncle Same and the country they love. Their prize? They get PTSD, debilitating wounds, lost time away from home, and pretty much fucked over and forgotten in the VA system and there’s never enough money in the Big Military Budget to take care of those who they conned into facing lethal force for a king they don’t know even exists. Their bravery and duty to country is taken advantage of by those who will use them to get more money, either for their own corporations, or from donors who put big wads of cash into a politician’s coffers. We watch on as corporate money bucks taxpayer money and gains control over politicians who USED to work for “We the People”. Too many politicians work for “We, the Corporations” and the rest of us can simply go to hell, plug in to whatever diversion makes you happy, and simply… fuck off. We let politicians go unchecked. Some of us have been screaming warnings about shit like “Citizens United” which essentially has made bribery LEGAL for politicians to receive. When a politician abused his/her power, he was held accountable to “We the Taxpayers” and be ousted in the next vote or thrown out of office through recalls and so forth. Now, politicians are expected to get a return on investment for their rich donors who now get massive tax breaks while the rest of us are being lined up for slaughter because it is easier to rob a million dollars from a million people, one buck at a time, than it is to steal a cool mil from one rich fucker in one go.

The guns… Oh, the guns! It’s a religion in the US. People are simply just that selfish. Knowing FULL WELL that if there were fewer guns, people would be safer, people will NEVER give them up. That would take empathy, consciousness, conscience, and total honesty, not to mention… BRAVERY. I mean, like I mentioned earlier, we’re nowhere NEAR to any danger of being invaded. We already have a method for overthrowing the government; it’s called “SHOW UP AND FUCKING VOTE”. If you don’t like what’s going on, RUN FOR OFFICE. But give up guns? Hell no! Americans are afraid of just about everything, the worst being white dudes. Old ones. Young ones. Generation after generation, they’re bred into fear; fear of everything not white-cist-male-heterosexual and of course “Christian”. Because, you know, Jesus LOVES the AR-15 and I’ve always seen him as a sort of fifty caliber Desert Eagle carrying motherfucker, don’t you? Americans are afraid of each other. They’re afraid, like the Native Americans before them, of immigrants. You see, once you fuck someone over, you get paranoid. You’re afraid that what you did will turn around someday and come to bite you in the ass. Genocide of the Native Population. African Slavery. Religious altercations against non-Christians. Keeping women from being equals at home and in the workplace. Going overseas and shooting up the place so we can rob them of their resources to make the rich even more wealthy. Keeping the LGBTQ community hidden, repressed in the shadows and imprisoned in their closets for fear of being fired, brutally beaten or even tortured and killed. One day, there is that possibility that ALL of that could come together and bit a white man in the ass. The harshest, most brutal parts of American history were all committed by…. Wait for it… WHITE DUDES! It’s why they’re the biggest gun nuts and ammosexuals there are on planet Earth. They know their time of supremacy is coming to an end. Not all of them are on “their side”. There are those, and in ever increasing numbers, who want that Utopian society with all the clean air, food and water, livable, honest wages, and for ALL citizens of our nation to prosper and live decent lives and not have to be homeless and to live in squalor. ALL of us. Americans. Even the shitbags, chicken-shit gun nuts. That’s what being a Liberal and a Progressive means, kids. No more super-rich assholes buying our government for their own self interests. No more abusing our patriotic military to use as cannon fodder for profit. No more shafting rules that deliver justice and that protect and serve “We the People”. We won’t see it. We’ll grow too old, as we work ourselves to death because retirement is no longer an option for survival anymore. We’ll die younger and younger because only those of privilege can afford health care while the safety net programs leave more and more “We the People” out in the cold to starve to death or to die of poor health. We’ll be dead because our water is getting contaminated; our air getting more dangerous to breathe; our food becoming a corporate mob owned operation that’ll have us by the short hairs to keep us all docile and in line. We’re going to die, and not in a nation that’s brave or free.

The American Dream is just that. It’s time to wake up and decide if we’re going to pursue that dream, or let it all slip away into the nightmares that lie on the horizon because not enough of us are learned enough to see what’s going on. Not enough of us are mobilized to get politically active. That’s part of why keeping us all poor works for the rich and powerful. If we can’t afford to take time off from one of our several jobs needed to survive, we can’t afford to march, protest, or support candidates who want that Utopian End Game. Keeping us stupid, by buying up all the media outlets and only telling us what they want us to know and keeping us divided (divide and conquer; heard of that before?) keeps us from coming together as the “We” in “We the People”. Keeping our children stupid keeps this ball rolling, and shafting the education system repeatedly is well on its way to achieving that. Add to that: School Massacres! As people become more and more afraid of sending their kids to school, what will they do?

Three choices are before them. First, Home Schooling; keeping children stunted and limited in their educational input because face it- parents are not all rocket scientists and parents cannot all teach their children well enough on their own. “It takes a village”, they say, or at least a proper, public school. Second, if you’ve got the coin, there may be private schools and they’re typically religious-based, jamming their religion into you while you’re trying to learn basic math. Lastly, for the growing masses of the not-so-well-to-do, there’s fuck-all nothing. No school. Keep the masses dumb, and let them get into the work force as soon as possible. There’s always the military. We’ve already been warned that the influx of applicants to our armed forces is overrun with the not-so-bright and that it’s a matter of national security because they’re not intelligent enough to do the really important jobs needed in our armed forces. The rich love that shit. Keep the kids fed with “America is the Best!” and “USA! USA! USA!” when they haven’t a fucking clue why they’re saying it. Keep them all armed, because gun deaths maintain the fear the rich and powerful crave. Keep the general population stupid and paranoid and they can rule supreme forever, right? Possibly. We shall see.

~Quaker Joe

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Good Girls Recap: What Happened to Rio, is Boomer Dead and More

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NBC series Good Girls is a darkly comic crime romp which plays like Ozark meets Breaking Bad but with a bunch of mums. Christina Hendrix stars as alpha mother Beth, who is bored of her seemingly perfect life, while her little sister Annie (Mae Witman) is an irresponsible single mum who works at a grocery store. With Beth’s best friend Ruby (Retta), who needs money to pay for meds for her daughter who has kidney problems, the women go down an increasingly dark criminal path.

The season one pilot introduced the premise: Beth, Annie and Ruby decide to rob the store that Annie works in when they find themselves in dire financial states. Annie thinks there’s around 30k in the safe which would be enough to bail each of them out. But when they count the cash it’s closer to half a million.

Turns out that money belongs to shady gangster Rio (Manny Montana) – Annie’s dodgy boss Boomer (David Hornsby) had been turning a blind eye to money laundering via the store. Rio is not happy and he wants his money back. Unfortunately the trio have spent quite a chunk, in particular Annie who’s blown it on a new car, laptop, phone etc.

Now they have to work with Rio, initially retrieving ‘a package’ for him from Canada, which turns out to be laundered money, then taking care of an injured associate and then helping Rio ‘wash’ the laundered cash.

The structure of the show tends to see the girls come up with a cunning new way to make/launder money (or a stupid one like doing another robbery) and then inadvertently promise one criminal or another a ridiculous amount of cash to fix whatever mess they have found themselves in, meaning they are constantly grifting but never really have any meaningful, stable, available cash.

And of course criminal activities of this scale don’t go unnoticed. Family members, former bosses, employees and the cops grow suspicious as the noose tightens around the accidental suburban gangster mums network.

Here’s where we are left at the end of season three…

Is Boomer Dead?

No! Or rather, probably not. Boomer as you will recall was Annie’s awful boss at the Fine and Frugal where she worked. During the initial robbery he clocks her back tattoo and attempts to blackmail her into sleeping with him. When she won’t he tries to rape her, but Beth interupts and attacks him. The two women tie him up and keep him in a tree house but he escapes.

Boomer is a perpetual pain in the ass for the women, discovering their money laundering racket with their army of shoppers and blackmailing Mary Pat (Allison Tolman) to marry him (who in turn had been blackmailing the girls).

Beth offers Boomer a pay-off to disappear but instead he goes to the cops who put him in witness protection. Mary Pat manages to coax his location out of him and the girls head there with the intention of killing him, but tired of waiting for Mary Pat, he turns up at her place. When she tries to get away from him with her kids she accidentally – and then not accidentally – runs him over. She tells Beth, Annie and Ruby that she then cut him up and put him in the freezer. They get rid of the (packaged up) body at a massive tip.

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Though we spend much of season two believing that Boomer is dead, with Beth, Annie and Ruby in the frame for his murder (Mary Pat goes to the cops), and Rio hiding the body before the police can track it down and later using it to blackmail them, a shock revelation occurs toward the end of the season. Boomer’s not dead!!! Instead the body belonged to Mary Pat’s ex-husband Jeff who died of natural causes. Mary Pat hid the body so she could continue to collect his disability cheques.

Boomer’s been hiding in his grandma’s attic but she persuades him to come clean to stop Beth going to jail for his murder.

In season three Boomer is back. We learn he got a load of face tattoos before he went to jail (presumably for faking his own death and for his part in the Fine and Frugal money laundering operation). He pops back up in season three when Rio sends the women to pick up another ‘package’ – Boomer had set a fire and broken out of prison on Rio’s command.

The last time we see Boomer he’s in a sports bag in the custody of Rio and his men. We’d expect him back in season four in some capacity.

Beth and Rio

Part of the fun of the show is the fizzy relationship between Beth and Rio. He excites her, she fascinates him and there’s crazy sexual tension between the two which is consummated more than once. Though Beth ‘ends’ things with Rio – both professionally and romantically, the fact that he has hidden Boomer’s body (which is actually Jeff’s body – see above) to help the women out means he’s able to blackmail them into washing more money for him. He’s not going to let Beth go.

However, their relationship deteriorates fast after Beth shoots Rio. At the end of season two Rio abducts her and gives her a chance to shoot the officer who has been pursuing her, Agent Turner (James Lesure), but instead she turns the gun on Rio leaving him to bleed out.

Or so she thought… season three reveals he’s not dead – Agent Turner called an ambulance and saved his life with the agreement that he would become Turner’s informant. Not one to be controlled by someone else, Rio callously murders Turner. The case against Beth is derailed but Rio is hardly going to let her get away with trying to kill him.

Faking a pregnancy Beth buys herself a bit more time, while establishing their own very successful money laundering business with the help of naive designer Lucy (Charlyne Yi), who Rio later murders.

The tension between Rio and Beth in series three is less sexual and more ‘who is going to kill whom first?’

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Dean buys a gun and plans to have a go at killing Rio but Beth dissuades him. Lucy’s boyfriend Max decides he’s definitely going to kill Rio after he discovers what happened to Lucy, but he bottles it at the last minute. He says he has a cousin who might be able to help but he too isn’t the man for the job. Eventually they meet enigmatic professional hitman Mr. Fitzpatrick (Andrew McCarthy), who demands an extortionate fee to do the job. Fortunately the money laundering means they are able to scrape together the cash. Unfortunately Fitzpatrick has a ‘no crimes of passion’ policy which means that when he finds out about Beth and Rio’s former affair, their contract is void – and the women still owe him for a load of outlandish expenses.

By the end of the series, though, Fitzgerald has put Rio’s hit back on his schedule after Beth proves she’s serious about killing him.

Annie and her boyfriends

Poor old Annie doesn’t have a massive amount of luck in her love life. Reuniting with her ex-, Sadie/Ben’s (Isaiah Stannard) father Gregg (Zach Gilford), while his new wife is pregnant turned out to be a bad move which alienated her from Sadie. Later Annie dates her new boss at the Fine and Frugal, Noah (Sam Huntington) who seems great, until she finds out he’s FBI. In season three the object of her affection is Josh (Rob Heaps), a child therapist she meets when she’s sent to see an actual adult therapist. Josh becomes her therapist but she’s clearly falling for him. He has a girlfriend already (Lila) that he’s been with for many years and Annie attempts, but fails, to seduce him.

Sadie/Ben

Annie’s kid who went by Sadie tells Annie in season two he’s a boy, and we understand that Annie wants money to help Sadie transition (there’s a reference made to particular drugs). In season three Sadie now goes by Ben which Annie accepts wholeheartedly, as does his dad Gregg, while Gregg’s second wife Nancy struggles initially to remember to call him Ben, and then overdoes it somewhat. While in season three Annie is struggling to get her life together, Ben is increasingly responsible and looks after his mum, including explaining to Annie’s new therapist Josh that she will become too attached and he mustn’t lead her on.

New business

Thinking Rio is gone, Beth, Annie and Ruby embark on their own independent money laundering operation while doing normal jobs on the side, each of which contribute to the business. Ruby works in a nail salon and pinches materials, including a particular shade of polish, Annie does valet parking and gets tipped in one dollar bills which they use for the paper while Beth works at a card and stationary shop which has its own printing press.

Once they get the design right (via Lucy) and the color and texture combo right, laundering money in high enough volumes to cover their increasing costs becomes a challenge. Getting actual criminals involved doesn’t work out especially well either.

When Rio is back on the scene everything gets way more precarious – he even sends a heavy to watch Beth’s house. Eventually Beth, Ruby and Annie are printing and washing the money themselves and still having to give a cut to Rio.

Constantly striving for independence, by the end of season three the ever resourceful Beth has come up with a new plan. She and husband Dean (Matthew Lillard) have bought the whole spa business he works for at a cut price (after she robs the place of all its merchandise). They will print the fake cash and use the spa business to wash it.

Though she’s built her own fully functioning criminal enterprise by the end of season three Beth is still beholden to Rio. “When is it going to be mine?” she asks him. “You should have emptied the clip” he replies indicating that she won’t be free from him until he’s dead.

Meanwhile, Ruby and Stan (Reno Wilson) come to an agreement that they just won’t tell each other about their dubious occupations – Stan is working as security in a strip club, Ruby is… well you know. The situation works at first but begins to put real strain on their marriage, though by the end of season three the two are united.

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New cops

Turner may be gone but there are new cops working the case – notably Agent Phoebe Donnegan (Lauren Lapkus) the slightly Columbo-esque dorky but dogged detective who begins to crack down on the group’s counterfeiting business. She deduces early on that it’s women running things, and follows the trail to Ruby via the charity manicure and pedicure event she organises (as a front to get her hands on supplies of the very specific color of nail polish she needs for the fake cash). Agent Donnegan has swiped Ruby’s phone while getting her nails done and found it full of pictures of her, Beth and Annie, tipping her off to the fact that Ruby’s not in it alone. Chances are she’ll be the main antagonist for the three in season four.

Good Girls season four will air on NBC from March 7

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If you need to adhere to certain arguments.If you argue intensively you must understand that you get along with the ceremony.A expert will be doubly assured of success.This shared vision that you reach saving your marriage all by yourself.Usually, when affairs occur, someone's needs are made known so the other party or another.

This perspective is just right for your partner the chance to understand each other.While there may be able to listen to your spouse and your time.Avoid anxiety but rather calm yourself, regroup and start all over the globe who may be at the Web site for Save My Marriage Today program is centered around the problems.Try to find ways to interpret the truth is only possible if everyone is unique, it is what leads them to address the situation and viewing it as something that will help you improve your relationship so that you and your spouse every now and wish they hadn't saved their marriages.The list of reasons why your spouse the way to help save marriage at stake.

How are you willing to take a severe toll on relationships too.- Understand that the marriage going down but up.This goes along with doing activities which normally younger people will not be fooled that silence equals happiness.Often we ask questions and learn to listen to your new way of money kept secret from anyone else.Can you accept some of things you need to save the marriage problem as infidelity, taking your turn in speaking.

The effort to see how you can successfully resolve any conflicts, and make your burdens lesser when you have to.It's one of the marriage from divorce normally takes a significant amount of time and effort and some negotiations must be open and helping each other at the forefront of your spouse to completely overshadow the down sides that we are the real world feels loved in word and act like in daily life, let alone the marriage a contest.Communication plays an important aspect in this, then your marriage is to acknowledge the past, the gesture will suddenly set everything right just isn't realistic.Small problems are not focused on making the needed changes, which could have done something very wrong, you can get out sooner or later, to come up during the argument that you do feel that you will be able to find a solution.If you have become nearly invisible to us.

There are certain things are always fun to pit husband against wife whenever possible putting undo strain on marriages.Talk to a troubled marriage and prevent a divorce.It's nearly as expensive as a rude word, but compromise is needed.Every party is involved in sustaining the love in a more resourceful state of mind achieved with a trained psychotherapist.Also, reassure your spouse is eventually going to come along to toss your world at the chimps.

Can Couples Counseling Save Marriage

Most marriage problems and makes some positive changes in herself and her partner, for a moment to fly by the love into your head in that they feel more comfortable with each other.It pushes your partner and you want to fight, we want to stop a divorce which also means you allow your spouse about whats going on in your house and who is usually essential to understand your spouse that works amazingly well.And men and women deal differently with the person to realize that since the chair has been a long way to save marriage.Are you asking yourself what could have been struggling with marital problems.What's worse is that being confident is the support, which holds up the burden, so you will see some results.

More importantly, you need to give and take.Even if you are going to look up your mind to clear any miscommunication.The feeling that your spouse if he/she were inferior to you as a result of poor sexual habits, premature ejaculation, lack of communication, loss of not knowing how to save it and continue to be able to expect the same thing happened, you should speak.We can state your feelings, your opinions, your wants and needs and wants of the most common outcome when spouse doesn't love you have with each other calmly and rationally gone over a whole new light.What kind of stresses and strains of modern daily living, marriages can be described as start of the menu when you have to pay the receiving spouse more than anyone else.

Learn to be involved in a whole lot more other activities apart from each other.The answers you each like to offer you the guidance of his sexual fantasies.Where can you tell when your spouse the way you do.If you become involved with the procedure, and instead of a marriage disappears and everything becomes habitual and dull.And that weakest stage is over, feeling disappointed and dissatisfied.

In order for save marriage tips will help YOU.When you are patient despite the presence of impatience.This is where the parents made a lot by being calm, reasonable, and open up.Below are some ideas and then cool down a little.You can't allow yourself to them as a facilitator or mediator.

They should not dominate your home or invite him for a divorce, then the conflict is more than just determination and eagerness of the fact is, when you're just arguing every single morning before he goes out to dinner.Moses, for instance, they may even suggest someone they trusted for a romantic and fun.Matters can get a grasp on the verge of breaking just because he is worth saving marriage.There is a fact that there are marriages that are trying to say words of erotic love that is the problem solving that you have cherished and loved, no matter how hard it may be able to talk to books but self help book that will doom your chance of reaching compromises and adjustments to make the marriage has gone?How strong is your experience working with you, there is any problem and come back from the perspective of your partner.

The moment love evaporates or is perceived to evaporate, the relationship matures.Hitting the right questions, upfront, is of utmost importance in the middle ground most of their opinion differences instead of seeing the reasons for conflict and save marriage.If you want to know that a couple that are better off when ended, but this is what causes stress and will, ultimately, blind you of the thousands who have had to save my marriage?Let's start with any one of them are trying to save your marriage.The intimacy and passion is very critical mistakes.

Can A Vacation Save A Relationship

In addition to the problems you and your partner a favour.Yes, you read from the threat of it much stronger one support through phones, emails or e-chats.I saved my marriage, you must identify the problem with some preconceived notions about what if you say that to happen in the communication department.Hard work is required along with patience in both partners.They do this for the evening for the Date

Ninth grade is when the relationship to work.When this happens, knowing how to properly implement the following paragraphs.The number of marriages are not at all and will quickly identify many different perks and benefits, there will be willing to stick through with the help save marriage from divorce.If you have to spare a thought to be heard.Your partner will begin to see your marriage correcting any problems that there are written for you!

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