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suiana · 7 months
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Please do revive my handsome boy
Please
Im fucking desperate
Also-
Mommy 🇲🇽anon where r uu???
Please
I'm this 🤏 fucking close to going on another horny rant
- a very desperate anon anon
yandere student council president who forces gets the photography club to take exclusive pictures of you. bringing in the green screen, editing, hour long photoshoots... wait is he making a magazine solely containing you?!
and when he's done compiling all the photos from the photo session, this student council president will keep he magazine for himself and himself only. no one else deserves to be graced with your beauty. no one but him of course haha!
this man will also force the photography club to never mention this phot session to anyone. he'll probably do some magic or smth to make them forget it even happened in the first place tbh LMAOO bro is a magician 😂😂
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pan-perkozeq · 4 months
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i am bread anon, i have come with bread, that blue colored pearl from industrial, and assorted rocks for pebbles. may he enjoy what i have brought. -bread anon
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[ Thanks to you he fed the local group of ducks! ]
BREAD IS GOOD 👍
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wreckmetoji · 1 year
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Hihihi!! Heard you wanted some requests for Trigun 👁️ how about a Vash x reader who ruthlessly flirts with him and always manages to make him a flustered mess? Like they'll be in a cafe eating smthn and she goes "you know whats sweeter than that donut? me ;)."
maaaan he really is just a baby boy, so it isn't that hard to fluster him AT ALL
It was always the little things, the things that had no buildup that got him the most.
The two of you trekked through miles of seemingly endless desert, having to settle for traveling on foot due to the lack of working bus stations in the previous town. Realistically, the next town over was only a couple hours away, but you had left in such a rush you didn't get time to stock up properly on necessities before leaving.
"Ahh, we forgot water too?" Vash sighed, turning his canteen upside down and shaking it in frustration.
"No no, you forgot water. I was smart enough to fill up before we left," You quipped, shaking your nearly full water bottle in front of his face for dramatic effect. He smiled, reaching for it with his left hand. You yanked it away just before he could touch it, poking your tongue out at him in jest.
"Please," Vash whined, "I'm so thirsty." Sinking to his knees playfully, he held his hands up to you in faux prayer.
He didn't see it, didn't see the way your eyes darkened, didn't see the smirk that curled the corners of your sly lips, didn't see the malice behind your sweet face.
"You look really good when you're on your knees begging, Vash," Your fingers gripped his chin, giving his head a little wag, before you turned heel and continued your path. Vash sputtered, face so hot you could fry an egg on him. He quickly scrambled to his feet, running after you.
Finally arriving on the outskirts of town, you both celebrated, decidedly getting a few necessities was your first priority, but sorting through your current finances had you encountering a certain issue...
"We can get some bottled water, and maybe a couple rations, but after the motel I don't think we'll be able to afford lunch," You furrowed your brows, looking down at the coins in your palm. In the back of your mind you vaguely registered him whining about being hungry, to which you didn't miss a beat in gesturing to yourself and saying, "Aw, baby boy, you have a full course meal right here."
It was supposed to be teasing, fun, nothing more than a half-hearted joke, but with every passing joke his face went a little more red and his shoulders a little more rigid, and a not-so-innocent part of you wondered how long it would take to break him.
Considering he was practically steaming from the ears already, maybe you would save that thought for another day. So, instead, you simply laughed, gently grabbing his wrist and insisting you both get some rest at the motel down the street. He followed close behind, face glowing red and uncharacteristically silent, obviously in wait for your next barrage of ceaseless flirting and teasing.
You didn't see him swallow the lump in his throat, or look you up and down as you walked, and most certainly couldn't hear his thoughts wondering how much more of this he could take.
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dayas · 3 months
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Do uou have any perch and Annabeth fic recs?? :)
Anon, you’ve come to just the right place 🥰
All my recs are show!percabeth only atm!
For starters, I wrote one! Check it out and let me know what you think. 🫶🏽
lightning in a bottle by @seek--rest is absolutely incredible and so heart wrenching!
I also really loved you decide (if darkness knows you well) by @rickybowsn ! It’s beautifully written and captures so much of the best of Percy and Annabeth.
That’s it! I really gotta do more reading 😵‍💫 and I’ll update this with more fics once I have them!
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danishprince · 10 months
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🎁 roman roy
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unexpectedstormy · 11 months
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Would you be interested in writing something Four/Shadow? Anything at all!
While I’m not much for shipping in general, I do have headcanon about Four and Shadow black cats that you can take however you want. (1354 words)
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At last, Four found himself alone.
He was hiding way back in a narrow alleyway between two random shops in the Village of Men that bordered two sides of the Gerudo Town walls. This was the home of the families, the husbands and non-Gerudo children of the Gerudo women and girls who lived inside the City’s walls. And given that this was a desert, it was hot.
Four leaned against the plastered wall and slid to the ground, sitting behind a couple crates and pots and not visible from the street. He and the rest of the Chain were given “Town Pass” as Warriors called it, freedom to go anywhere or do anything in the local area for two days as long as it wasn’t harmful, destructive, or illegal.
They certainly needed the downtime. Traveling in the blazing desert tended to make young hot-blooded heroes irritable at best or downright defiant and combative at the worst (cough cough Wind cough cough). And Four was tired of constantly being surrounded by people.
Four settled in to consume the hydromelon lemonade and goat meat hand pie he’d purchased in the market and read the newspapers he’d picked up from his Grandfather the last time they were in his Hyrule. His grandfather had saved him quite the stack of the twice weekly papers and Four had only made it a third of the way so far through the stack in his offtime in the evenings and on days of rest.
A stray black cat appeared from between the crates and rubbed against his leg.
“Hello kitty,” Four said and gave it a couple pets. “I hope you’re not here for my meat pie. It’s my brunch and I don’t feel like sharing.”
“Rrrror?” The cat trilled. It rubbed against him a few more times, then settled into to sniff-inspect his boots intently. Four ignored the cat and unfolded the first newspaper in the stack.
LOCAL FARMER BURNS DOWN OWN BARN TO DESTROY SNAKE INFESTATION
VILLAGE ELDER MARRIED AT LAST AT AGE 89
FERRYMAN’S DAUGHTER DROWNS IN MYSTERIOUS CIRCUMSTANCES
ALMANAC FORECASTS HEAVY SUMMER STORMS
“Mrrrp?” Four looked down to see a second black cat sitting politely and expectantly next to him.
“Well hello there,” He gave the cats ears a polite scratch.
“Mrrrr?” The cat asked again.
“What? Do you want some meat?” Even though he’d told the other cat off, Four couldn’t say no to those round amber eyes. He offered the cat a chunk of goat meat from his hand pie, but the cat promptly turned around and walked away without so much as a sniff.
“Fine then. I’ll eat it myself,” Four popped it in his mouth and carried on reading.
PRINCESS BEGINS TOUR OF HYRULE’S REGIONAL CAPITALS
FLOODS DESTROY BRIDGE AT ECTON VILLAGE ROAD
ANONYMOUS BENEFACTOR GIVES GENEROUS DONATION TO BOXHILL CHILDREN’S HOME
BELL PEPPER BUMPER CROP EXPECTED THIS SEASON
Four jumped, startled when a third black cat leapt down from somewhere onto his shoulders and then to the ground.
“Kitty! I almost spilled my drink!” He exclaimed, dismayed. The cat ignored him and instead bumped heads with one of the other cats which lounged beside him on the cool shaded packed earth. The new cat lair down between the other two and stretched out long and languid. The cats didn’t seem to want anything from him other than his company, which Four was fine with. He came here to get away from interaction after all.
CATTLE RANCHER’S TODDLER ACTUALLY A CHANGELING
NUMEROUS REPORTS OF CLOTHED MICE FROM CHILDREN IN THREE VILLAGES
EARTHQUAKE RATTLES CASTLETOWN, CAUSES MINOR DAMAGE
LOST HORSE RECOVERED IN EXTRAORDINARY CIRCUMSTANCES
Four finished his drink and set it aside, then blinked in surprise when he realized there were in fact now seven black cats laying next to him on the ground.
“Where did you all come from?” He asked the one laying with its back against his leg. “Are you all part of the same family? The same cat colony?” The cat looked up at him, slow blinked, then yawned.
“I thought so,” Four said stroking its fur. The cat stretched along the entire length of Four’s legs. The other cats laid along the wall two cats wide except for the cat on the end which was curled up in a perfectly circular disk. The cats were arranged next to him almost like they were his… shadow.
It was just coincidence, Four told himself, but his heart clung to the smallest fragment of hope. He quickly went back to reading.
SUTTON NOBLES ADOPT NEW FAMILY CREST
DEFENSIVE CASTLE BUILT ON LAKESHORE TO BE COMPLETED NEXT FALL
FAMOUS MUSIC TROUPE TO PERFORM AT AMPITHEATER ON SOLSTICE
BANDITS SEIZE CONTROL OF MONASTERY FRUIT ORCHARD
The noises of the village and the market grew louder as the morning wore on. The sun shifted and shadows shifted as the sun drifted back down toward the horizon, but the cats stayed only in the shade, refusing to let even the tips of their tails touch the sunlight. Four crossed his legs so that they wouldn’t burn in the ever-rising sunlight. The alleyway was rapidly warming up and Four started to think about finding somewhere else to escape the heat.
“What do you guys do when it gets too hot out?” Four asked. “Where do you go? A cave or an underground den perhaps?” There were only six cats still there, apparently one of them had left. Still they were arranged beside him in a pattern like what his shadow would take—if he still had one.
Four folded up the paper he finished and moved on to the next one.
RARE WATERSPOUT SPOTTED NEAR COASTAL VILLAGE
LOCAL FARMER CONVICTED OF SETTING RIVAL FARM ON FIRE
Four was starting to feel warm and thirsty. The shade he occupied rapidly dwindled and two more of the cats were no longer there, undoubtably seeking shady respite somewhere else. But Four might be able to read a few more articles before the heat chased him out of his secluded refuge.
SCHOOLBOYS INVENT NEW POTTERY STYLE
FAMILY OF ORPHAN CHILDREN SUCCESSFULLY RUN FRUIT RANCH ON THEIR OWN
It was too hot to finish reading the article. Already Four could feel his arms starting to sunburn. The sun was almost directly overhead; high noon was upon him. Only one cat remained beside him, sitting next to him in the narrow strip is shade still remaining along the wall.
“So you’re the last one, eh?”
“Mrow,” The cat replied.
“I’ve enjoyed your company, hopefully as much as you all seemed to enjoy mine,” Four scratched the cat’s cheeks and head and it leaned into his hand, but only for a moment.
“I’m off now, I’ll probably go to the underground lake I’ve heard some of the locals—and my younger brothers—mention. Go swimming or something.”
The cat licked his arm once, stared into Four’s eyes for another moment, then turned and walked off down the alleyway. Four gathered his things and departed in the other direction, trying not to read too much into what had just happened. He probably would never see those cats again.
Except that he did.
They kept showing up wherever Four went. If he was in the market, one of them would rub against his leg then vanish into the crowd. If he was at the inn, two of them would watch him come and go from their perch in the rafters of the common room. When he walked along the streets, several would follow him for a block or two. Wherever he went, they were there. Four didn’t quite understand their behavior, but it gave him comfort to know that he wasn’t alone.
Even after they left the desert and left that Hyrule, everywhere he went, black cats inexplicably seemed to gravitate toward him. Four conflicted. Was it a sign? Was it a sign? Was Shadow still out there? Still alive somewhere and trying to communicate with him through the behavior of black cats? Or was his own mind playing tricks on him? Was he hyper aware and hypervigilant of black cats now?
Maybe he’d never know.
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itboyisslaying · 8 months
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How do I achieve a perfect void concept? Thank you for your advice. I'll be really grateful<3
Oh I think this is the first question sent to me by an "Anon". Thanks for trusting me and asking questions🙏💖
Actually, I'm not exactly a master manifestor. I don't know all about the Law of Assumption or the Void, but I want to help you as much as I can🧡
Let's call it "have" rather than "achieve" because we are God, honey. God doesn't try to achieve, she/he just has what she/he wants💅
There are many ways to "have" a perfect Void Concept. We all know these. "Affirmation" "To have it in your dream" "To manifest in writing" and many more. Or join a Challenge. But I think the most important thing is "Persist". How you manifest, keep persisting with your manifest, honey. Because as long as an assumption is insisted on, it becomes true whether it is true or false. Ah, I think Neville Goddar had such a saying, sorry if I wrote it wrong🙏
Here is a post I recommend about "Persist":
Please read this post!!❣
Please have a Perfect Void Concept in the most natural and comfortable way for you. And remember, The void is not on us . YOU are the one giving you your desires, not the Void. Because you are GOD. You instantly manifest whatever you want in the Void because as GOD you assumed so. The void exists because as GOD you created it. Please don't give your Godly power to the Void State. Remember the Void is not above you YOU are above it as a GOD. Also, the Void State is just a method. It's not a magic or magical place. The Void State is just a deep meditative state. If you change your perspective on the Void State, even that will help you develop your Void Concept a lot💕
"How do I achieve (Have💅) a perfect Void Concept?"
Ah I guess I didn't fully answer that above. Sorry🙏 I'll tell you how I make a manifest. I hope I can help you and if I can't help you with this please send me a question or message again💖
First of all, I know a lot of people in this community are trying to get into the Void. And once you fail, you quickly go back to your old mindset. Please don't do this🙏 Persist on the new story that you always have a "Perfect Void Concept" and enter the Void in a very short time!! And act like you have them and it is. This works grea for me 💜
Even if you can't enter the Void at the moment, tell yourself how happy you are that you entered the Void and how easy it was for you to enter the Void! I always tell myself "I am the Queen of the Void". Also, don't say that a boy can't call himself a Queen. I think queenhood is gender neutral. LOL. This makes me feel so good.❤ Please choose the affirmations that suit you💙💅💋
Let me tell you what I did. This helped me a lot so I suggest you what I did myself and i think most people are manifesting that way lol:
Anyway, I want you to think about this, how would you feel if you had a "Perfect Void Concept"? If you had a "Perfect Void Concept" would you worry about what happens in 3D anymore? Of course not, because you know you can go into the void whenever you want and have what you want💅 Would you worry about the void? Do you start thinking negatively just because you failed the Void once? Do you think the Void or you gave your desires to you? Of course you give because as a GOD you also created the Void State!
If you had a perfect Void Concept, what would you think while walking or continuing your daily life?
Please ask yourself!💕
I also imagine myself entering the Void, and while imagining this, I ask myself how perfect I am in the Void and Why do I have such a Perfect Void Concept? 💋
As I wrote above, when I started thinking and living like this, my Void Concept and Self Concept developed. I hope it helps you too 💘
Let's slay! We are the Queens of the Void💋💅
I manifest the things I want to manifest with the "feeling of knowing that I have it".
However, this method may not suit you. So robotic affirmation, writing, imagining. Or a challenge. Do whichever suits you💓
Challenges I recommend:
You don't have to do these challenges. I only suggest if you want to❤
But whatever you do, no matter how you feel, no matter what you think, please don't stop Persisting 🙏🍀
It is normal to feel bad, to have bad thoughts, to have doubts, but do not identify with them. They don't matter as long as you don't identify with them because they come from the Ego and not from God who is your true self. Please don't misunderstand the "Persist" I said.
Ah, if the things I wrote above do not suit you, please read other posts. I hope I have helped. I hope I was able to help you as you wanted and gave a proper answer. If I didn't explain well enough and couldn't help, please send me a question or message again. If anyone else is reading this, if what I'm saying doesn't suit you, that's fine. Please write in the comments what you think I got wrong. I don't know how many people read this though. I hope I have been helpful and have not written any limiting beliefs. If there is such a thing please let me know ❤
私はみんなを愛しています❤🍀
《💋ItBoyisSlaying💅》
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If anyone wants to send a ask or anon before I go to bed in the next 15 minutes, I’ll work up the courage to answer them lol
Y’all be sending some outta pocket shit 😅😭😭😮‍💨
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ANON:
[Dumps a dark blue gift box with a light blue ribbon wrapped around it on the ground]
Guess who that's for! (:
LimL!Grian: Uh, given the colour, probably one of the Scotts
LimL!Pearl: Are the Voices talking to you?
LimL!Grian: Yeah, they want us to guess who this gift is for
LimL!Pearl: Hmmm, I’m gonna guess Joel. Purely because if it is it will be funny
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lackingdaisies · 9 months
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Sorry, it's just- JUST HEAR ME OUTTTT, THAT WHITE DOCTOR CAT JUST APPEARED IN A FEW DRAWINGS AND HE HAS ME IN A DEATH GRIP ALREADY LIKELIKE not me twirling my hair, giggling, swaying my legs, blushing
(im so sorry god ❗️❗️)
hey don’t be sorry! i take it as a compliment
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and so does lars
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thewritersaddictions · 5 months
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Please, please PLEASE can you write something where the you invite the girls over and you all get drunk and they call Damon (your boyfriend) over to look after you and you try and he turns down your advances with all of his strength
Here you go, lovely! I hope you enjoy it, and remember that my requests are always open.
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dufrau · 7 months
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Top 5 Ronance moments
5. "Who are you?" "I'm Robin? I work with Steve."
4. Nancy watching Robin go off at the asylum director and falling in love with her in real time.
3. Entire Library Scene.
2. "Does that make us friends? As in, officially?"
Lovers Lake.
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suiana · 7 months
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NAH-
CAUSE I GOT BEEF WITH EVERYONE-
I MISS THE OG YANS (ex: president,stalker,poet)
LIKE-
WE DONE FORGOT ABT OUR BABIS 😭😭😭😭
Ik we all love sui, and the new yans
But a small peice in my heart aches for the og yans 🤧🤧🤧🤧
-anon anon (back from the dead, hello<3)
student council president will rise from the dead 🔥🔥
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wreckmetoji · 1 year
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What if during pre canon vash saves reader-chans life but he slips away before we could thank him and later down the line (couple months? Maybe years?) we run into him again and this time we save him instead 🧐 hmmm…
this is??? a really cute concept forreal like
It was a distant memory, a blond man in a red coat running through your city, being chased by townsfolk with guns and nets. Something you could hardly remember, really, being that you were in your single digits and so much has happened since then. You could remember his kind eyes, and his smile, but if you tried to recall his face you wouldn't be able to describe him. Lost to the passage of time in your mind, all you could remember was him shielding you from the crumbling cliffside, only to go down himself. You had assumed he must have died, given the fall itself was at least eighty feet, never mind the sharp rocks awaiting below. He was nothing if not lucky though, you thought, seeing that familiar red coat fluttering behind him as he escaped over a particularly steep sand dune on the edge of town.
Shaking your head, you brushed off what could be considered your earliest memory, flipping the open sign of your café. More often than not you found your mind wandering back to that place lately, what with the chatter and gossip of a nearing Humanoid Typhoon could be heard in passing around every corner. You wondered if it was the same man- considering he could be described as nothing less than a disaster- but the likelihood of him being young and spry enough to continue such a dangerous life nearly twenty years later is slim to none.
Setting up the bakery display, getting your poorly repaired machines ready for the day, you sighed, propping your chin up in your fist as you leaned over the counter, eyes fixed on the large bay window to the front of the shop. It was a Tuesday morning, of course it wasn't going to be stupid busy, but you couldn't help but wonder what all the ruckus was outside. Hoards of people, seemingly panicked, accompanied by a gaggle of July Military Police. What the hell were they doing all the way out here?
Letting your curiosity get the better of you, you pulled off your apron, your hand gliding across the counter as you walked around it and speed-walked out the door. The jingle fell on deaf ears, you far too accustom to the sound for it to register and far too invested in trying to listen to the half-had conversation an elderly woman was having with who you assumed to be the chief in command.
"Our city is already impoverished! What are we going to do if he comes in here and mucks up the place?! We can't afford such repairs!" She wailed, the officer doing his best to calm down the masses.
Furrowing your brows and ready to retreat back to the safety of your little shop, the door began to hesitantly close before you heard a sneeze from the alleyway beside you, immediately followed by a nearly inaudible curse. This seemed to catch the attention of a nearby officer as well, but you were quicker to the punch. Something in your heart squeezed, unsure why you were so compelled to peer around the corner when it was probably some innocent bystander on their smoke break. However, upon rounding the corner, you saw a poorly concealed mop of blond hair and a vaguely familiar red coat.
"Holy shit," Was all you could mutter, his wide eyes staring up at you with as much shock as you could assume your own expression held.
It was that same man, the exact same man, not a single wrinkle or blemish or scar on his face to show you that it had really been nearly two decades since he saved you.
The crunch of footsteps from behind you had you leaping into action, instantly crowding his space and stripping his jacket from him.
"H-Hey! What are you doing?" He whisper-yelled, squirming against you as you yanked the jacket off, turning it inside out and wrapping it up, and immediately throwing your apron over his head.
"Shut up, you work for me, okay?" You scowled, taking off his orange glasses and stuffing them into a crevice in the jacket you were holding. Staring incredulously at his metal arm, you paused, before stripping off your cardigan and throwing it over his shoulder. It looked... more than suspicious, but it would have to do.
"Everything alright over here?" A deep voice called out, and you only slightly turned your head to glance over your shoulder at the heaving gun strapped across his chest. Suddenly you were having second thoughts about helping a potential felon, now that you were an accomplice and staring into the face of what might be your last moments.
"Yes, sir! Just showing the new hire around the building. You know how it is, they can't even find a garbage can on their own," You laugh, but it sounds painfully forced, spinning your body around to face the man in a respectful manner. In your arms you still held the blonde's belongings, gripping them tighter when the officer took another step forwards. He said nothing, but squinted his eyes and scowled over your shoulder, eyeing up your "new employee".
Before he could get the chance to say anything, you leapt into action once again, reaching back and grabbing at the wrist of your fledgling hire. "Let's go! J...John...man...son." You mentally slapped yourself, stiffly walking past and tugging your Typhoon close behind. "Best of luck to you officer!"
Upon entering your café once again, you didn't let yourself relax until you rounded the counter and disappeared into the back room with the blonde in tow. Heaving a sigh, you slumped against a stack of boxes, slapping a palm over your face and dragging down. Muttering a quite Christ, you glanced up at the man in front of you. The expression he was giving you was one of vague familiarity, brows furrowed and lips parted.
"Thanks for helping me, but I gotta ask... Do I- Have we met?" He asked, handing you the cardigan that was draped over his shoulder. In exchange, you handed him the folded up jacket, eyes staring up into kind sky blue.
"I'm not sure," You fibbed, still in disbelief that this man hasn't aged a single day, the face you couldn't remember back in place in the forefront of your mind. "Must have been a really long time ago."
He seemed surprisingly perceptive, picking up on your inability to comprehend the situation at hand. So, instead he offered a smile, hands grabbing the neckline of the apron you had placed over his shoulders. "Well, thank you for helping me out. I'll get out of your hair-"
"Ah-ah," You tutted, grabbing onto his black sleeve to prevent him from leaving so soon. "I just saved your butt and you think you can just waltz out of here? Everything comes at a price, Mr. Typhoon," You smirked, hands on your hips and admiring the puzzled expression on his face. He laughed, rubbing the back of his neck as he nodded.
"Yeah, that's fair. What can I help you with?"
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dayas · 28 days
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s3 does have a different show runner so that might be part of it, but yeah absolutely unfair what kanthony had last season
I need them to right the wrongs they committed regardless of who’s in charge 🥲
Kanthony deserves better and I hope they get it, and if not them, then the couples that follow.
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danishprince · 1 year
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Is it just me or is this season of succession a little more "on the nose" than previous ones? Idk
agreed—i do think on the whole it's less, like, ~subtle~ writing-wise. but i personally don't think that's a bad thing! not only is it justifiable on a character level—the siblings' dad, aka the single person their lives revolve around, has died so of course they're going to bare everything and say Whatever The Fuck, grief will do that to you—but it totally makes sense on a structural level, knowing as we do this is the last season. succession is not really a plot-dominated show and never has been, but this season there's nonetheless a clear sense of spiraling downwards towards psychological destruction the finish line.
and even if the final episode ends up as open-ended as i suspect it will be...you still need a sense of, like, momentum to get there. idk. the writers have made it very obvious that things are wrapping up so i don't see them suddenly delving into Secret New Roy Sibling Psychological Hangup We've Never Seen, which was something they had time for on earlier seasons. subtle nuances rock and are one of the reasons i originally got hooked on the show, but also: let's not kid ourselves, it would be frustrating to have another season 3-type thing that's anticlimax after anticlimax and then wrap it up. (i adore s3's overall arc—i think it's so smart the way the sibling relationship and eventual convergence is structured and hidden under the business plots fizzling out—but i think individual episodes feel a little stagnant. which is not a problem i've had with s4!)
do i miss some of the subtlety? sure. but a) i don't think subtlety is the be-all end-all of "good writing" actually and b) this response isn't like a "ooooh i'm trying to make the best of it"—i do think the writers are making really strong choices here. also one thing about me i loooove a show that isn't afraid to teeter on the edge of the abyss and boy howdy that sure is happening
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