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thebeast-dennis-etcetera · 2 months

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Girls Night

“You owe me 200!”

“Fine! Just take all my money!”

You laughed, throwing the paper money at her and taking a sip of your wine. It was safe to say that you sucked at playing Monopoly. Ellie had ownership of all the railroads and utilities, Abby had at least 2 hotels on each of her properties, and Alex spent most of her time in jail.

It still wasn’t a match for you, who had 25 dollars to your name, 2 properties that only generated around 30.00 total in rent, and would miss the free parking space every chance you got. When your time came and you rolled the cursed dice, the Monopoly Gods decided to end your pathetic gaming reign by putting you in jail.

“Alright, well I’m out,” you stated defeatedly, taking a long sip of wine as your confirmation.

“Aw, it’s alright Y/N. Maybe you’ll do better the next game!” Abby tried but you shook your head with a quickness.

“Absolutely not. Not only is this game rigged to make me realize how terrible of a homeowner I am, but it lasts forever! Alex knows, she’s been in jail for the last three turns.”

“Hey, I don’t mind it. I just collect all my rent money while I’m in here,” Alex retorted.

You laughed as you heard the front door open and saw Jethro walk in with a grocery bag and a bottle of whiskey. You got up from your spot immediately, happy to see him home finally and walked over as he set the stuff down on the kitchen counter. He had let the team go home earlier in the night but told you he needed to stay behind to do some paperwork on their latest case. Abby was the first one to suggest the girls game night and it didn’t take much convincing of Ellie or Alex when the promise of wine, snacks, and a warm fire were included.

“Hey hun. You just missed my embarrassing defeat in Monopoly. Remind me to never play this game with your team again, they’re entirely too good. And I think Abby’s been hiding all the good chance cards up her sleeve.”

He chuckled as you gave him a welcome home kiss and started noisily poking around in the goods he had brought home.

“Ooh. Chips, dip and whiskey? You trying to butter me up sir?”

He smiled and pried the bottle from your hands. “Whiskeys mine. And it sounds to me like you’re already buttered up,” he teased softly, not wanting his special agents to hear your two’s playful PDA. With another small kiss, he walked out to the group of girls and surveyed the real estate war.

“Doing well Abbs. Bishop, I like your strategy. And Quinn, stop hiding in jail.”

“I’m not hiding! I’m just taking my time,” she defended as everyone laughed.

“I’ll be downstairs if you girls need me. Good night.”

They called out their farewells as he made his way into his little woodworking dungeon and you took your spot back, bringing the new snacks with you.

“Alright Banker Abby. I need a loan,” you pleaded.

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The clock read 11 pm once the girls left and you cleaned up your game space. In the end, it was Ellie who won, most likely due to her incredible NSA analysis skills and you had ended up with at least more than the small loan Banker Abby gave you. Once you put all the furniture back and glassware in the dishwasher, you made your way downstairs to see Jethro.

There was light country music and a muted tv playing as you watched him slowly move the sandpaper over his newest project. He had finished the boat a while back and offered to build you some beautiful planter boxes for the garden you wanted to start once spring came around.

It was always a treat for you when you watched him work. His movements were smooth and calculated, knowing just how much pressure to apply or what angle to use and seeing him wearing his tool belt and covered in sawdust just did it for you.

“You gonna stand there all night?” he called out with a smirk.

Walking over, you hopped up on one of the counters and took a small sip of his mason jar whiskey, slightly cringing at the taste.

“You know who would be really great for Ellie? Nick. I think their different personalities would really even each other out.”

“Rule number 12, sweetheart.”

You rolled your eyes at his comment. Since when do any of his subordinates follow it, including himself. You knew all about his past with the director and Sloan, he wasn’t fooling anyone.

“Rule number 83. Don’t be a hypocrite,” you quipped, making up your own rule.

He gave you the look that you see from him to his team all the time but it didn’t work on you so you just smiled cheekily back at him. He stopped sanding and came over, taking the glass from your hands and finishing the awful brown liquor, your arms snaking around his neck. He smelt like a lumbermill mixed with a distillery and you loved it. You loved it even more when you pulled him in for a kiss and tasted the leftover vapors of his whiskey on his tongue. The effect of drinking your 3 glasses of wine had you feeling warm and fuzzy and made Jethro’s touch electric.

When you two pulled away, he tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear before speaking. “Let’s go to bed.”

Not needing any convincing, you nodded and he helped you down, taking off his toolbelt and carelessly dropping it on one of the tables before following you back upstairs.

#gibbs x reader #leroy jethro gibbs #ncis #ncis fanfiction #agent gibbs #mark harmon #ncis request #jethro gibbs x reader #ncis imagine #jethro gibbs fanfiction

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theapangea · 11 months

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Kiss Me

Pairing/Characters: Jay Kelso x Reader, Gwen, Ozzie

Word Count: 1.1k

Summary: Jay offers to be your first kiss.

Warning: None

A/N: First fic with Jay Kelso!!! Seriously so exciting to start writing for him. My request are always open if you want more!! Sorry if there are any typos!!!

*Also posted on AO3: theapangea*

The loud bang of the door shutting behind you was definitely not ignored by anyone in the basement. Your body plopping onto the couch, the audible groan escaping your lips as the trio look between each other, contemplating who should say something.

Huffing while lowering the magazine he was holding, “Is this the part I’m supposed to ask what is wrong?” Ozzie’s voice says to your left.

Your eyes scan the ceiling, head tilting towards him before answering, “Yes.” The whine in your tone was soft, even making your own heart break a little.

Gwen makes her way to you, her body pushing the rough fabric down, her arm resting on the back of the couch, “What’s up?”

“I have a date with Tommy Horn tomorrow.” The whine is still noticeable. The room losing tension at your not-so-serious dilemma.

“Hey good for you” Her smile is radiant, stroking her fingers through your hair.

“No.” You sit up quickly, your whole body turning towards her, “Not good for me.” Your hands doing the speaking for you before lifting yourself off the sunken spot, heading over to the cooler.

“Why?” Jay follows you.

Lifting the cooler door open, grabbing your favorite flavor of popsicle and handing him a grape one.

You sign, not wanting to tell him your real reason for not wanting to go on this date. Sure Tommy Horn is super cute and you can’t believe he asked you out. But there is one thing about him-

“Tommy always kisses on the first date.” Gwen teases.

There it is. You shut your eyes, hoping that this whole situation goes away but when you open them again you see them all staring at you. Great. Your shoulders slump as you lean against the cooler. Feeling the cool box through your denim shorts.

“So…” Jay still not seeing the problem, taking a taste of his popsicle.

It’s so cute when he’s oblivious you thought.

Rubbing your hand on the back of your neck as you begin to mumble some inaudible words.

Jay leans closer to you, “Yep, caught none of that.” He says before holding the popsicle in his mouth as he lifts himself onto the cooler.

“I'VE NEVER KISSED ANYONE BEFORE, OKAY?” You basically shout, “Don’t laugh Jay.,” you plead, catching him before he could, your pointer finger on his lips. Feeling the hot breath escaping through the open part.

Then there’s Ozzie. His laugh echoing through the basement, probably even the whole house. The embarrassment floods through your body.

Gwen stands up, “On my god, we are leaving since you can’t behave.” She grabs him by the arm practically dragging him out of the basement before he can object.

The tragic walk of shame back to the couch as you and Jay are now the only occupants of the basement.

“Wait, you seriously haven’t kissed anyone before.” You shake your head no at his comment as you sit down, silently wishing the couch would engulf your entire body.

Hopping off of the cooler, saying, ‘What about Daniel Peter’s party in 7th grade? Didn’t you kiss him?” He tries to recall, his popsicle almost gone.

“I chickened out while I was in the closet with him. We promised each other that we would lie since neither of us have had our first kiss yet.” You confess, still holding onto the melting popsicle in your hands.

You name softly rolling off his tongue, “It’s been almost 5 years and you still haven’t had it yet?” His analysis is deafening.

And that’s when the idea hit him. He wasn’t sure if it was actually a good plan or not, he can’t really tell when one of his ideas is. “Kiss me.”

“Jay Kelso say what?” His tone is so casual you almost didn’t believe what just came out of his mouth.

“Kiss me and I’ll tell you if you’re good or not.” You can’t help but look anywhere but his face, “So like you know what to do on your date.” He stumbles on his words. Did he finally realize what he said to you? Was the tension in the room making him nervous?

“I really don’t think I can do that.” You try to focus on the tv, wishing the volume would drown out this conversation.

“Why not?” He brings his leg onto the couch, his arm hanging on the back, his grape popsicle slowly being forgotten about.

You laugh, forcing any sort of embarrassment away, “What if you end up falling completely in love with me? Then what?” Crossing your arms over your chest.

“I’m like 99% sure that won’t happen.”

“But that 1% seems a little too big for me.” You quickly counter.

“Seriously, get over here and kiss me right now.” His demanding tone sends a shiver down your spine.

Your heart rate increases by the second as you breathe out. Taking a gulp before moving closer to him.

Situating yourself in front of him. “Ok so like how should this go, like you go left and I go right, or is that the same way for the both of us. Or maybe we both go left?” You start to ramble on.

“Just be quiet and close your eyes.” His voice is steady. Placing his hand on your thigh making you shut up instantly, his thumb ever so slightly rubbing circles on your bare skin. The goose bumps on your legs becoming prominent.

You take a deep breath before closing your eyes.

Waiting.

You can feel him move on the couch, his other hand placed gently on your cheek, pulling you toward him. His lips brushing against yours as your breaths become one. The sweet taste of grape popsicles swirling through your mouth. The kiss was soft and meaningful with every last second. Leaning into the warmth of the kiss.

And then it’s over. Your lips suddenly lost without him.

Your heart rate is still high as you never wanted it to end. Was that supposed to be how every kiss felt? Cosmic, breathless, absolutely unbelievably out of this world?

Gaining the courage to open one eye before asking, “Did you fall madly in love with me?”

He ponders your question. “I think I'm fine.” He smiles before settling back into the couch, his mind resting on the tv as he reaches for the remote to turn it up.

His demeanor was so casual and normal. You couldn’t help but wonder what he was thinking and how this whole kiss thing didn’t affect him. You can’t help but be completely intoxicated with the taste of him. Realizing now that you were actually the one falling in love with Jay Kelso.

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Let me know what you think!! <3

#jay kelso x reader #Jay Kelso fanfic #Jay Kelso fluff #Jay Kelso x y/n #that 90s show #that 90s show fanfiction #first kiss fanfic #just some cute stuff

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thelunarfairy · 4 months

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Hey I LOVE your Yugi twins analysis post!! ( not because I like the toxicity/ incest I just think it’s a great analysis of tbhk) and I wanted to ask your opinion on a thing

Toilet Bound Hanako Kun as a series is a Gothic Romance

I’ve been going insane about because I’m a huge fan of the genre

( some examples: Crimson Peak ( movie), Jane Eyre, Dracula, Rebecca ( novel and movie), The Fall of The House of Usher, etc)

and I’m 100% convinced by now but I need validation

agree or disagree?

Oh! Thank you!! I'm happy to know you liked it :3

Yeah, I don't like incestuous relationships either, but if it's in the story we have to analyze it.

I don't know if this helps you, but here in my country, this anime is within this genre. Even if elsewhere it does not have this classification, the story itself leads to this path.

"How is the Gothic novel characterized? The Gothic novel is an essentially hybrid manifestation, a link between the novelistic and the novel in which an atmosphere of mystery, affliction and terror prevails."

There's a strange duality to the relationships in this series. If I were to ask you if you could name me any JSHK romantic relationships that are TOTALLY HEALTHY, could you name them for me?

Mitsuba x Kou It's not canonically romantic yet, but even before it is, Kou is aggressive and demanding of Mitsuba, not to mention that he puts Mitsuba's wants above his own. Mitsuba, on the other hand, demonstrated a desire for "death together", which Kou tried to do without hesitation. A guy tried to take his own life for someone else, and Mitsuba wanted to trap him in the PP arch along with him.

Aoi x Aoi Akane is extremely possessive, aggressive, jealous and intolerant. When I say intolerant I am referring to anyone who has a romantic interest in Aoi. He doesn't give her the power of choice, he simply decided that she is his. Traces of an EXTREMELY abusive and DANGEROUS relationship, yes, imminent risk of death. Many REAL LIFE cases start like this. Aoi is jealous of Akane's popularity (in terms of friendships), and doesn't think twice before impaling him.

Hanako x Nene It follows a fine line between Aoi x Aoi, the difference is that Hanako is not aggressive, BUT, he is vengeful. We constantly see him punishing Nene when she shows interest in other guys. He makes decisions about her life alone without consulting her and without allowing her to choose what is best for her or not. He is jealous, possessive, insecure and needy. Hanako would be able to kill Nene if he believed it was the best option for her. I don't need to mention the PP arc or the number six arc. Nene is a girl who tends towards disrespect, she flirts with other guys in front of Hanako, even though she is about to enter into a relationship with him.

This is just a SUPERFICIAL summary of the three main ships in the series. They all seem to want to culminate in tragedy, something that fits into the gothic genre.

Besides of course, the relationship between the twins, a mysterious and dark relationship, you can't follow this relationship without thinking that there is "something strange"

If we compare, for example, the relationship between Edward Elric and Alphonse, we see here a healthy and common relationship between brothers, with its ups and downs and with great brotherly love between them. Remembering that Edward's entire journey is dedicated to his younger brother. Ed made a mistake in the past and his younger brother suffered a serious consequence, Ed took responsibility and promised to solve the problem. They are together almost all the time and yet you clearly see that it is a healthy relationship.

Not in the case of twins. There's a strange ambiguity in what they consider "love", it doesn't feel like sibling love, and it's not ordinary love, it's something more obsessive, more… how can I say… suffocating? There's something I still can't see. It's not just "maybe it's incest" it's something more than that. Maybe one day I will be able to organize my ideas and think more clearly.

So yes, JSHK fits into this genre, it fits into many other things in this genre too, I only focused on relationships because you talked about the twins' relationship.

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princess-of-the-corner · 19 hours

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Random Fanfic Qutoes!

I forget which fics these are from, but they make me laugh!

He didn’t need to look up to know Tsunagu was smiling at him. Which was good, because Katsuki’s eyes were never going to leave the floor. It was a very interesting floor, and he was going to stare at it until it conceded to his will and swallowed him whole. Any second now.

barry benson: i’m pan actually

barry benson: i swing all ways

barry benson: violently

Loaded: Oh I adore Izuku and he has some of the best support item analysis I have ever seen

Loaded: I also adore Hatsume and would fight god for her

Loaded: I would rather stab myself with a hot poker than be the only adult in a room with them again

Spiderman: My guy

Spiderman: My homie in whatever eldritch being Izuku summoned this week

Spiderman: One of my four platonic soul mates

Spiderman: You are the loudest mother fucker I have ever met and you have bombs for hands

Katsuki: Regarding yesterday’s shit show

Katsuki: Because shit shows are apparently just an everyday thing now

Katsuki: Like a goddamn las vegas attraction

Katsuki: But you know, my actual life

I sawed this boat in half: -Lemony Snicket voice- the word ‘poison’ here can mean many things. 'Poison’ may literally refer to the presence of an unwashed llama in a stream from which a nearby village likely collects its drinking water. Likewise, it may figuratively refer to the effect of greed and isolation on the priorities of a young ruler, or the machinations of a villainous got an advisor on the health and wellbeing of said young ruler. In this case, however, 'poison’ most literally refers to the poison. The poison for Kuzco, the poison chosen especially to kill Kuzco, Kuzco’s poison…. that poison.

Homochromia: I’m not lying on the floor physically but I am lying on the floor spiritually

ura-ra-ah-ah-ah: ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ :honey_pot: help him get his honey

Ridley: ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ he has been a naughty bear… no honey

ura-ra-ah-ah-ah: :gun: ʕ•̀ᴥ•́ ʔ do you think this is a game

Dwayne Johnson: mina enters the kitchen

Dwayne Johnson: oven: on

Dwayne Johnson: water: boiling

Dwayne Johnson: pasta pot: in the oven

Dwayne Johnson: she is forcibly removed from the kitchen

Aux cord: im going to eviscerate you and hang your guts over the school gates

KarateKid: no thank you

I sawed this boat in half: remember kids, if someone tries to maim you, just say no. they legally cannot maim you without your consent

ura-ra-ah-ah-ah: how are you the younger brother

sanic: My brother left all his braincells in the womb so I absorbed them

Walking phone charger: YOULL NEVER FIND ME

Walking phone charger: I HAVE THE HEART OF A LION

Walking phone charger: AND A LIFETIME BAN FROM MUSUTAFU ZOO

Walking phone charger: how this conversation began: lol we keep accidentally predicting shit how wack is that

Walking phone charger: us like an hour later: hey have you ever thought about the implications of the government employing kids to fight adult criminals who might kill them

all might simp: presiding judge who 100% has dealt with nezu before: im gonna have to ask you to be respectful

all might simp: nezu: i will politely decline

This thing where you say you’re “fine” when you’re clearly not has gotten out of hand. I’m making a Fine Jar. Every time you say you’re fine and you’re not, you have to pay the jar. No exceptions. (Mental health is applicable.)

Aizawa: Bakugou - it has come to my attention that you held a laundry seminar with the whole class on the third weekend after move-in when you realized that no one knew what they were doing, so thank you.

These are all great I love them

#submission

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barelytolerabled · 1 year

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Part 02

Spencer Reid x fem!reader

summary: you work hard to prove yourself and gain their trust, but there are setbacks along the way. The chapter end with a breakthrough moment between you and one of the team members, showing that you gained their acceptance.

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You had been feeling like an outsider ever since you joined the team. It seemed like no matter how hard you tried, you just couldn't seem to find your place among the BAU agents. But you refused to give up. You knew that this was the job you were meant to do, and you were determined to prove yourself.

One day, the team was presented with a particularly tough case. They had been working on it for days, but they just couldn't seem to make any progress. You had been working on the case on your own in your spare time, hoping to come up with a breakthrough. And finally, you did.

As you presented your findings to the team, you could feel their skepticism. But as you explained your reasoning and showed them the evidence you had uncovered, their doubt slowly began to fade. Soon, they were all gathered around you, poring over the details and brainstorming new ideas.

For the first time since you had joined the team, you felt like you belonged here. You had earned their respect, and their trust. And as they worked together to solve the case, you couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. You had finally proven yourself, and you knew that you had found your place among the BAU agents.

As the team closed their case it was time to celebrate. Morgan went to your desk and leaned on it. “We’re going to the bar tonight, you’re in?”

You appreciated to finally being truly part of the team, but it was to soon. You didn’t want to allow yourself to let people in yet. For now, you just wanted to have a good relationship with your colleagues not a group of friends.

“Maybe next time?”, you felt bad to decline their invitation but you had to put yourself first. Your job was dangerous, you couldn’t get attached to people. You already lost too much.

“No problem”, Morgan got up. “Just don’t hesitate if you need company okay?”

You gave him a little nod and went back to work. The office became more and more quiet as people exited.

“75% of Americans consider being late to be disrespectful, and 25% believe that it's a sign of being unreliable. A study published in the Journal of Social Psychology even found that people who are chronically late are perceived as less trustworthy and less competent than those who are punctual.”

You raised up your head to Spencer. “Sorry, what?”

“You were late on your first day of work and that’s what most of the others including me thought of you”

You chuckled out of nervousness. “Should I get offended by that Dr Reid?”, because you were.

“What? No! No no it’s just that your constant need to prove yourself to the team may come from that. And if we add your past career into-”

You crossed your arms on your chest. “If we add my past career what?”

“Well the lost of your colleague, agent Tom-”

“My fiancé. Tom was my fiancé. So Dr Reid” You grabbed your stuff. “Next time you want to analyze me or whatever this was do it better” You started walking to the exit but turned to him. “Or just don’t do anything”

You pulled out your phone as you exited the elevator in order to call a taxi. “Hey, Yn! You changed your mind?”

“Morgan? What are you still doing here?”

“I’m waiting for pretty boy to get down”, he looked at you more precisely. “What’s going on?”

Morgan looked behind you quickly and saw Spencer on his way looking embarrassed.

“Let me guess Spencer did his usual statistics analysis on you?”

“Well that’s great to learn that this is an usual thing”, you said sarcastically.

“Listen Yn”, Morgan put his hand on your shoulder. “Spencer isn’t really good at talking to other people. Most of the time when he does his thing it’s because he feels comfortable bragging with you.”

“I… I don’t know why I overreacted”, you covered your face with your hands a few seconds and sighed. “I just wasn’t ready to hear what he said, it’s still a sore topic”

I small cough was heard as Derek smiled and went into his car.

You turned around, now calm.

“I’m sorry”, you and Spencer both said resulting to small chuckles.

“I shouldn’t have talked about your loss”, Spencer said toying with his bag.

“No I shouldn’t have reacted this way, i’m sorry”, you said reaching his arms to then pull away immediately reminding his germs thing.

It was silence till Spencer spoke again. “You’re going to the bar with us?”

“No, no I already declined to Derek”, you said nodding your head softly.

“Oh… And hmm… Would you said yes if I invite you? I honestly feel really bad about earlier”

“I have a lot of work”, you looked up at him. But why not? You were now feeling bad too to decline twice. “Let’s go Doctor”

“Just Spencer”, he said smiling and started walking to Derek’s car with you beside him.

“I bet you have a statistic thing about this in your head” Spencer looked at her smiling brightly. “Oh my god you really have one, go ahead tell me”

“Well if you insist, did you know that 80% of professionals in the United States prefer to be addressed by their first names, while only 20% prefer to be addressed by their last names?”

You and Spencer got in the car as Derek send you a wink smiling and Spencer continued.

“And a fun fact about it, in some parts of the world, using last names to address colleagues is even considered impolite or even insulting.”

Once at the bar everyone was laughing with each other. Soon everyone went dancing while you and Spencer stayed at your table listening to all the statistics he found interesting to share.

#spencer reid imagine #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x fem!reader #spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid fanfic #spencer reid fluff #mathew gray gubler #criminal minds imagine #criminal minds fanfiction

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saltpepperbeard · 6 months

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WAAAAAAGHHG HEY ITS ME AGAIN IM SO SORRY I HAVE A THOUGHT AND DONT KNOW WHO ELSE TO GIVE IT TO: Im going to try really hard to be quick!! Still reeling from ep 8!!! (I have so many thoughts and emotions- tldr I know it struggled with pacing but I just really loved it. I’m so glad this show exists. Not going to recover anytime soon!! Excellent.)

I think the ending is a great setup for what could be coming next! Looking back at this season as a whole it feels to me like they had two major points they zeroed in on: 1- Edward’s state of mind. We spend a lot of time with him when no one else is- we’re with him in his head while he tries to process what he wants and how he’s going to get it. We see him wrestle with feeling unlovable, and then we sort of sit with him in his pov while he starts, (STARTS!! He’s not done yet!!) to understand that he IS loved and there ARE people waiting for him. 2- The Golden Age of piracy is ending. They lost The Republic of Pirates, they lost Spanish Jackie’s bar, Zhengs fleet, and they lost Izzy, the most pirate to ever pirate. After the couple of weeks(??) season two takes place- the OFMD cinematic universe is going to be different for pirates now.

ALL THAT TO SAY- after Izzy’s funeral, (rip king I sobbed lol) when Zheng asks Ed and Stede to team up- Stede says something like, “He needs a minute”/“Maybe give him a minute”. So they agree to help- but they stay behind to build their inn. (“It’s a fixer upper, but the bones are good.” ITS THEM ITS THEM THEYRE EACHOTHERS FOUNDATIONS THEY JUST HAVE TO BUILD ONTO IT TO MAKE IT A HOME IM GOING TO TURN TO ASH) this is a decision both of them make- this will give them time to just be. I think Ed still has a ways to go, and talks to have, and maybe needs some time to grieve Izzy, but Stede is there, and they love eachother, and they will be ok. Shit will still go down, and they’ll get involved again eventually, but they’re going to take a minute. NOW. That wraps up this season as a part two of a Three part show- we have a setup for the next big bad, and we’ve focused a lot on Ed (accompanied by Stede’s) issues/insecurities with a focus on Ed having to deal with his issues directly. He had to sit and talk, honestly talk. Do you know. Which half of our main pair. Has not done that?? The guy who the show still deliberately makes a point of showing us he is STILL. NOT OK. Granted, he had the end of season one to realize what he wanted and what he felt, but then we had so many moments this season of him reacting to those feelings but not actually talking about them to anyone. SO. What if the last season is meant to be point 2 revisited- piracy is still ending, the world is changing so how do we deal? And point 1, but FLIPPED. WHAT IF. Season three is Stede’s turn revisited??? Season three with Ed AND Stede TALKING and Stede genuinely coming to terms with the fact that the people he loves are not better off without him- that he doesn’t have to earn the love he thinks he doesn’t deserve?? What if he gets to take that final step into a new world where being a pirate can’t be the same as it was before, but that spirit carries on and now he knows he’s loved and has worth regardless?? I STILL WANT THAT MAN TO BE THROWN IN THE EMOTIONAL BATHTUB IS WHAT IM SAYING. I don’t know if this is anything, or if this is true or accurate!!! Do I just want to see them kiss and cry some more?? MAYBE. Aaaaagh I just really hope djenks gets to made season 3- he deserves to finish his pirate story and I would very much like to be here when he does. hbo max count your days.

Also I once again want to thank you for your thoughts and screams over the course of this season- you really are incredible at character analysis and it’s been an absolute pleasure to come running over to this corner after each episode to see what you think. Thank you for posting. YOU. are WONDERFUL THANK YOU <3 <3 (also. Also also. THEY KISSED SO MANY TIMES ED READ STEDES FUCKIN LETTER ED SAID I LOVE YOU AND THEY ARE NO LONGER SEPARATED. MARRIAGE. I CANT BELIEVE THIS SHOW IS THE WAY IT IS. There is still an owch but!!! It’s a good owchie now 😭😭)

I AM ONCE AGAIN HONORED TO GET SUCH A BEAUTIFUL STRING OF THOUGHTS IN MY INBOX??? <3

PARTICULARLY EXCITED, HAPPY, POSITIVE ONES SJDKSDS LIKE I AM HUGGING YOU SO SO TIGHT <3 <3 <3

AND ALSO, I'M SHARING SO MANY OF YOUR SENTIMENTS TOO SDJKJSHDKLS LIKE-

*INHALES* So seeing the little house in the BTS footage ~*~fucked me up~*~ because I just had a FEELING it was going to be both literal and symbolic for them and their relationship. A little house that's struggling, and falling apart in some places, but is still standing after years and years of battering. It's been through the wringer, yet it still flourishes with so much life and beauty. And it has the potential to grow into something even more beautiful and strong with some mutual effort and tender love and care.

AND THAT'S THEM!!! THAT'S THEIR RELATIONSHIP!!! Like, as you said, they're BOTH still so hurt. They BOTH still have issues to work on. But now they're there, together. They're standing on the same, rickety, wooded floors. They're there, ready to patch things, side by side.

AND YES, I've very much thought it was going to be Stede for Season 1's focus, Ed for Season 2's focus, and then both of them for Season 3's focus, but I do like your idea of it looping back around to Stede! Or maybe like, SHARING the focus. Because, as you said, Stede needs his fRIGGIN BATHTUB, and Ed still needs time to figure out who he is.

It's just such a delicious setup indeed, and I am crossing my fingers so so hard that it gets greenlit quickly for us here. There's just so much MEAT to their dynamic that's still left, still so much to be EXPLORED AND GROWN. AND ESPECIALLY, LIKE YOU SAID, WITH THEIR WORLD COMPLETELY CHANGING AROUND THEM TOO!!! THE BRITISH!!! THE REVENGE BEING CAPTAINED BY FRENCHIE!!!! ZHENG AND AUNTIE WANTING TO GET AT RICKY!!!!!! SO SO MUCH!!!!!!!

BUT anyway, thank YOU so much for taking the time to come in here and share YOUR thoughts, too! It's been such a delight reading them, and I'm so glad we could MUTUALLY SCREAM SDJKSDKLS <3

#Answered #oh-dear-gracious #OFMD #OFMD Season 2 #OFMD S2 Spoilers #Gentlebeard #Blackbonnet #Edward Teach #Stede Bonnet

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Name: Izuku Midoriya

Quirk: Found Family - Unconsciously, Izuku constantly emits a low-level psychic field that, when someone gets caught in, makes that person want to adopt Izuku as their son/nephew/brother/etc. When in distress, the psychic field strengthens, forcing all those who have "adopted" Izuku to become murderous towards whoever or whatever distressed Izuku. Curiously, the only ones immune to this quirk are those with shitty/douchey personalities (e.g. Bakugou, Mineta, Endeavor, etc).

I love you, @ tumblr user onimi18

It’s so true though

The, “I’m not here to make friends squad” (shinsou and Shouto) both become besties with izuku (shinsou loves him, I don’t care what anyone says. After izuku tells everyone about ofa and rants about how great shinsou’s quirk is? Shinsou pledges his soul to this green demon.

Aizawa tries to resist for the longest time, but soon comes to realize that he would do anything for his son, Problem Child

Present mic accepts that he has a son within the first four days of knowing izuku. Izuku asks if mic could teach him JSL, he already started to learn because he’s hard of hearing (thanks, bakugou), but he figures that Mic would be able to help more than YouTube.

Midnight finds izuku’s hero analysis blog online and raves about it to the other teachers she reblogs from him and screen shots it to every social media she has and proudly proclaims that this is her student, and that he’s going to be a great hero

All might starts sometimes taking him out for ice cream after training him a few months before ua

Uraraka is the first of the UA students to be affected by his quirk. He helps her out during the entrance exam, and she promptly declares herself president of the Izuku Protection Squad/Club, Iida soon becomes treasurer

Kirishima one day asks bakugou why he’s such an asshole to the literal embodiment of heroism and sunshine, and bakugou just goes on a highly rude and offensive rant about how useless izuku is, which is like,,, #1 way to find yourself with a bunch of people angry at you. Kirishima stands up for izuku though :)

I don’t care who you ship izuku with, they will get SO many shovel talks. Not just by the adults, but by izuku’s friends too

The most terrifying one to give the suitor The Talk tm is Inko. That’s her baby, and she trusts his judgement on who he chooses to date, and by all means, she knows that he can take care of himself (can he though @ the vigilante arc), but she’ll be damned if there isn’t the added factor of, “hurt my child and face my quirk that can tear you apart atom from atom”

Big brother izuku and his little sister Eri. They are adorable. They could kill you and you would thank them because, honestly, if they decided to do so, there is a good reason for it.

Izuku is Eri’s favorite person, and he is literally overjoyed when she tells him this. She finds him when she has nightmares, and he is always ready to comfort her and assure her that everything is, and will be, okay

Izuku stands up for Kaminari after people start making fun of him when he short circuits. He makes sure that he’s okay, and protects him from any harm that could befall him. After that, Kaminari too, pledges his soul to the green demon

Monoma tries to hide the fact that he does care for izuku, but after izuku fucks off for his vigilante arc, Monoma has a mild breakdown along with most people who have interacted with Izuku in recent months. Where is the class a bastard? Why is he not here? Why did he think this was a good idea? Why didn’t he ask for help? Why is he putting himself in so much danger? If he had asked literally 90% of UA would be at his side in an instant

Mei decides that Mr. 1 million is great after he helps her with her babies and helps her tests them. She decides that he’s even more reckless than she is after his solo mission where he goes off the grid for a while and tries to hunt down the worst super villain known to man. But hey, who is she to judge? She’ll support this mad man and help make all the tech he needs as long as he partners with hatsume industries, and she knows he will, because he’s great and definitely meets her crazy

Momo realizes how great Izuku is after he helps reassure her after she lost her fight at the sports festival. He finds her and talks about how great her quirk is and how smart she is. They are paired up for a project one time, and completely dominate. They help build each other’s confidence so much. I literally love these two so much, they’re both smart and insecure as shit. Momo loves listening to izuku’s analysis and makes comments every now and then too, and izuku just dies inside because he’s not being told to shut up or being called weird

Jirou always walks into the dorms on Saturday mornings asking for song recs. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, izuku makes her a playlist of some rare songs that she might not have heard yet, and Jirou promises that she would burst eardrums for this dude

Speaking of the dorms, when they are set up, the quirk becomes so much more powerful. Like, everyone already loved izuku, but now? He is their son/brother/cousin/nephew/crush/whatever the fuck, they care about him.

One time, he got to talking with toga, and soon enough, she’s spilling her tragic backstory Shouto style. *another one bites the dust plays in the distance* izuku has a new sister. Congratulations, everyone, a new member of the Izuku Protection Squad/Club has been found (I know this probably wouldn’t happen in Canon, but I love toga so much and if given proper quirk counseling and/or caring parents, she would have found her way into the izucrew. I stand by this and my mind will not be changed.)

Mina teachers izuku how to deal with his curly hair. She was appalled when she found out how he used to take care of them and makes it her mission to fix this tragedy. But she also really helps with his confidence. I love this duo so much, the chaos that they reign on UA is great.

Izuku is one of the first people to treat dark shadow like their own individual entity, and Tokoyami is shook. Sometimes, dark shadow, Tokoyami, and izuku hang out at night when they can’t sleep. So does anyone who wakes up from nightmares and can’t go back to sleep

Now. Aizawa was terrified of Nezu getting his hands on izuku’s analysis notebooks. He still has nightmares about how it happened, honestly. But one day, izuku was called out of class by Nezu and Aizawa honestly wondered if he should hand in his resignation. It took mic to convince him not to, but mic was also terrified of what would befall the world after Nezu got his hands on either izuku or momo (which we’ll get to in a moment). After a very long and interesting conversation with izuku, Nezu requests that he be shown all of izuku’s notebooks.

His laughs can be heard echoing across the school. Shivers go down spines. The sun hides behind the clouds.

Izuku tells Nezu that sometimes momo will do analysis with him, and that she’s a really great strategist, just lacks confidence.

Again, Aizawa feels his world tip on its axis as momo yaoyorozu is called into the principle’s office.

Soon, they are both appointed as nezu’s personal students, meeting up twice a week.

No one knows what goes on during those meetings and no one has the Gaul to ask.

Except Mina. But she doesn’t get a real answer from either of the students.

Koda loves that izuku is the first student of UA that he can comfortably communicate with through JSL, other students start learning after a few weeks though after learning that it’ll be easier to communicate with izuku, koda, and present mic if they can, and they don’t want anyone to feel excluded!

Sero loves pre-quirk era superhero movies, and overhears izuku talking about them one day. Immediately runs over and asks if he knows spider-man. He does. They need out about it for hours. Izuku overheard someone saying that Sero is, “plain looking” and stands up for him,. Sero is sinfkwnfitjsjks. Izuku tells izuku that people say the same thing about him, which Sero honestly cannot understand, because this boy is obviously precious and deserves the world. Yes, he could easily destroy said world, but if he decided to do so, he’d definitely have a reason and sero would support him

Izuku is not sure how he went from having one (1) person (his mother) care about him, to having a whole fleet of people who have his back 1000%, and he honestly struggles to accept that people genuinely care about him. Shouto theorizes that it’s a quirk first. He blatantly says that izuku has a quirk that makes people want to adopt him in some way, shape, or form bur shouto’s conspiracy theories are never taken very seriously by most people. He will never let them go though. He’s right. He knows it.

I love this so much, pleaseeee😭😭😭😭 thank you for this wonderful theory that is 1000% true 💙💙

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"Summer Of '87" [Chapter 6]

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Chapter 5

Chapter 7

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That night during the show, you stood backstage just watching them all at work. Naturally most of the time you couldn’t take your eyes off of Eddie, but every so often you’d glance over at the others, especially Gareth. The exchange you all had earlier was burned into your brain, and you were dreading the moment they got off stage.

Maybe you shouldn’t say anything; it’s not really any of your business, right? But yet you still felt….you didn’t know, responsible somehow. Not that it would’ve been in any way possible, obviously. So why did you feel the need to take it upon yourself to “fix”it? Obviously the other guys had no problem with Gareth’s….feelings, so it wasn’t like he was unsafe.

You had just talked yourself into staying out of it when you were knocked from your thoughts by both Jeff and Quentin. The show had ended without you even noticing.

“Eddie’s gonna be over here any second man,” Jeff nudged Quentin as he nodded back towards where Eddie was gathering his equipment and Gareth was grabbing his gear.

“We know you got the gist earlier, but I-- WE, think--” Q gestured between the two of them. “You should maybe talk to Gar.”

“We’re not the greatest at the whole feelings thing,” Jeff concluded.

“Yeah the only reason we know anything is because one night Gar decided to go into detail how he wanted to--”

“Express, how attractive Eddie is,” Jeff gave Q a warning look.

“Right,” Q nodded sheepishly, knowing he was oversharing. “But um, anyway we know how hard it must be for him, but we really don’t wanna talk about it,”

“NOT that we have a problem with it,” Jeff quickly added.

“Oh yeah, not at all,” Q agreed. “No, we’re just not good with the…feelings stuff. In general,”

“Could’ve fooled me,” You rolled your eyes. “Are you sure that’s a good idea, though? I mean, I’m not really sure I’m Gareth’s favorite person to talk about anything with, let alone…this,”

“But he asked you to come because you make Eddie happy, calm,” Jeff explained.

“In a way he wants to but can’t,” Q added.

“EXACTLY!” You tried not to scream. “Why would he want to talk about…that, with me? The person he wants to--”

“Hey there,” Eddie suddenly came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. “What are we doing?”

“I was just um--” you looked at the two of them. “Telling the guys what a great job they did,”

“Jeff was off in ‘Blood Sacrifice,” Eddie shrugged.

“Hey!” Jeff cried defensively. “Was not,”

“Why all the hostility, bros?” Gareth walked up on the conversation. “We kicked ass!”

“Uh, why don’t you come tell me about how I fucked up that song, Edds?” Jeff was suddenly tugging on Eddie’s shirt.

“What?” Eddie asked suspiciously as you casually removed his hands from your waist. “What’s happening right now?”

“Nothing babe,” you assured him as both Jeff and Q started walking with him.

“Yeah, clearly,” Eddie rolled his eyes but followed his friends, mildly worried about the scheme they were pulling.

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“Oh no,” Gareth immediately picked up on what you were doing. “Look Y/N, I don’t need your girlie psycho analysis on my ‘feelings’, okay?”

“Alright,” you said in an offended tone. “Look I’m not trying to overstep or anything, but Jeff and Quentin asked me--”

“Well who asked them?!” Gareth suddenly got defensive. “I don’t need to ‘talk’ anything out, okay? I’ve been doing pretty okay just bottling it in,”

“Gareth come on,” You crossed your arms. “Did you or did you not ask me to come on this thing to help?”

“To help EDDIE, not ME,” he spat as he started walking away, but you were quick to follow him.

“Well, too bad.” you said matter of fact. “‘I’m here to help in general,”

“And what exactly do you think you’re going to help, huh?” Gareth stopped and looked at you coldly. “You think if I-- what, ‘confess’ my feelings for Eddie that it’s somehow going to make everything better? That it won’t just make things hella awkward for EVERYONE? You two obviously have something, even if I say something it’s not like we’re going to ever-- be, something,”

“I-I guess,” you said quietly.

“Look, I don’t know what Jeff and Q were hoping to accomplish by asking you to ‘help’, but I don’t need it. You being here, doing what i asked, is help enough. Loving someone is putting their needs above your own. Wanting them to be happy and safe, no matter what.”

“...What’s that supposed to mean?” You asked, feeling like that little spiel was directed at you.

“It means you better have the best intentions with Eddie, and continue to have them. Because he’s been through a lot more than you could even begin to imagine, and if asking you to come with us ends up making him more miserable than I’ll never forgive you OR myself,”

“Gareth,” you said softly as you got closer to the other guys. “I swear to you, if nothing else, I would NEVER hurt Eddie. Not intentionally,”

“What’s THAT supposed to mean?” he said even more agressively.

“I mean-- I don’t know!” you sighed. “I can’t control the future, stuff happens.”

“Right,” he rolled his eyes. “Well--”

“Are you two done hashing it out?” Eddie suddenly interrupted you. “Jeff and Q said that’s what you were doing,”

“Uh-- yeah, yeah I think so,” you nodded nervously as you glanced at Gareth.

“Yeah man, we’re cool.”

“Good,” he smiled as he pressed his lips to your forehead. “Cuz Gar, Y/N is gonna be around for the foreseeable future,”

“Oh I figured,” he rolled his eyes as you all walked towards the back of the venue and back to the bus.

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“Next stop, HOME!!!!” Jeff yelled excitedly as you piled onto the tour bus.

“Oh God,” you gulped nervously. Things were about to get real, real quick.

“Oh that’s right,” Eddie saw the face you made. “Are you ready for this?”

“I just…” you sighed as you sat on a couch in the back. “I don’t know how to approach it. Do I let you guys have your reunion and catch up for a while, and then drop in? Should we-- should we do it together?”

“Well,” he took your hands. “Do you WANT to do it together?”

You didn’t want to admit you wanted Eddie to hold your hand to meet your little brother. After all, you didn’t even know they knew each other a few days ago, and you had planned this for months. You didn’t need him there, but you definitely wanted him to be.

“It’s whatever you wanna do, Edds.” you played with his rings. “Dustin is really your little brother in every way that matters. Whatever you think is best for the both of you is good enough for me.”

“Well, that’s very sweet of you to say,” Eddie smiled as he took your hands. “But he’s ACTUALLY your brother. And yeah, I’d like to have time with him, but I know you don’t want to be there longer than you have to. So--”

“Oh no,” you stopped him. “Please don’t feel rushed, Eddie. I planned to stay in Hawkins all summer with some friends, so there’s no pressure. And it’s really not your job to hold my hand, meeting Dustin was my decision, before even knowing you. So he doesn’t even need to know we know each other. It might make things weirder, to be honest.”

“You wanna pretend we’re strangers?” he asked in a rather hurt tone.

“I don’t WANT to,” you shook your head while rubbing the back of his hands with your thumb. “I just--- I want to do what’s best for all of us. And introducing myself as his big sister and his best friends--” you stopped yourself, knowing you both agreed not to go there yet.

“...Friend,” you blushed.

“Close, friend,” he winked while gripping your hands together.

“Right,” you bit your lip. “Whatever we are, I don’t want him to feel betrayed or something,”

“I mean, to be fair we met completely innocently, before I knew you were his sister,” he pointed out.

“Yeah, I know.” you looked down. “That doesn’t mean he’ll see it any better,”

“Well, not to toot my own horn,” he chuckled. “But maybe having my seal of approval will help with his opinion of you,”

“Oh lord,” you rolled your eyes with a smile. “I’m sure,”

“Hey I’m just saying!” he laughed.

“Well we don’t have to decide anything right this second,” you sighed once more as you looked out the window at the passing cars.

“True,” He got up and took your hand.

“We should get some rest,”

“...But JUST rest, mister,” you gave him a look as you let him lead you to the bunks.

“Scout’s honor,” he crossed his heart.

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You both slept until morning, when the bus coming to an abrupt stop woke you both up.

“I think we’re here,” Eddie yawned.

“Oh yeah?” You chuckled sleepily. “What was your first clue?”

“Well, I--” Eddie started to answer, but was cut off by pounding on the windows all around the bus.

“HEYYYYY MUNSON!!!!!!” you could hear a teenage boy’s voice and other kids yelling happily.

“Shit…” Eddie muttered as he went to one window. “It’s your brother,”

“SHIT!” You screeched accidentally, taken off guard.

All of Eddie’s friends jumped back from the bus at the sound of your shrill squawking.

“Nice,” he chuckled as he walked towards the front of the bus.

“Henderson!!” The other band members greeted Dustin and some other boys. You recognized them as the other members of Hellfire. They were all wearing “Corroded Coffin” t-shirts.

“Just stay calm,” Eddie said to you softly as he exited the bus with you.

“Eddie!!!” Dustin didn’t hesitate to jump into his best friend’s arms, hugging him so tightly Eddie had to gasp for breath.

“Hey there Henderson,” he smiled, then greeted the other boys. There were also seven other members of the welcome wagon, ones you didn’t recognize.

Four of them seemed to be your age, and three Dustin’s ages. You wanted to ask, but stayed quiet until Eddie decided how he was going to introduce you.

“Who’s the girl?” one of the older men asked. You quickly identified him as Steve Harrington, the only one you’d recognize seeing as you lived blocks from each other.

“Wow, thanks Harrington,” you rolled your eyes, forgetting to be discreet.

His eyes widened at your familarness before it dawned on him.

“Y/N?” He asked a bit in astonishment. “...How do you know Eddie?”

“Y/N?” Nancy scrunched her nose. “You mean that girl who would constantly bother you when I came over?”

Okay, so maybe you left out that you had a huge crush on Steve Harrington as a kid, even though he was two years younger than you. How could you not? Although you did know him before he became “The Hair”, and transferred schools. It was no wonder you’d ‘bother’ him when he was home.

“Did you now?” Eddie gave you an amused look. “Had a thing for ‘the hair’ Harrington?”

“No!” you turned pink as you denied it, instinctively hugging yourself protectively.

“You um,” Steve laughed nervously while you swore you saw him turning red himself. “You grew up nice,”

“HEY,” Eddie raised his voice a bit as he stood protectively in front of you. “You had your chance Harrington,”

“Eddie!” you hissed. “Down boy,”

“So Steve’s old neighbor is your girlfriend now? How’d that happen?” One of the younger boys asked.

“I’m not his--” You started to shut that down, but Eddie spoke over you.

“She’s just a friend, Lucas,” he assured him. “She needed a ride home from Chicago, that’s all,”

“Kinda protective over a ‘friend’,” one you knew as Mike Wheeler snickered.

“Well any friend of Eddie’s is a friend of mine,” Dustin grinned, welcoming you with no hesitation. He was so sweet, you just wanted to hug the crap out of him.

“Well, this was great and all but I think we need a minute to-- settle, y’know?” Eddie suggested.

“Sure, sure.” Dustin nodded.

“Is Y/N going to see her parents or is she shacking up with you?” Steve smirked.

“Steve!!” The other older girl smacked him. “Ignore him, he’s a dingus.”

“Am not, Robin!” he crossed his arms.

“I am not ‘shacking up’ with ANYONE Harrington,” you crossed your arms. “I’m staying with some friends. And do NOT tell my parents you saw me,”

“Well that I can do,” Seve sighed.

“His parents disowned him,” Robin said with an amused smile.

“They did not ‘disown’ me!” Steve said defensively. “They just…cut me off, until I agree to go back to school,”

“Go back to school?” you couldn’t help but giggle. “DId you drop out?”

“No!” he shook his head angrily. “But you try balancing school and defeating huge spider monsters--”

Suddenly Nancy was elbowing him in the ribs, HARD while the rest of them shot him a glare.

“I mean, um--”

“I told her,” Eddie rescued Steve from being the blabbermouth, causing even more glares and gasps from everyone.

“Told her what, exactly?” Robin asked.

“All of it,” Eddie said plainly.

“EDDIE!” Nancy cried. “Are you nuts?! Why would you--?”

“I knew,” you jumped in before Eddie could say anything else. You were definitely NOT ready for him to disclose your lineage yet.

“You knew?” a ginger haired girl raised an eyebrow. “How did you know?”

“I was at the mall July 4th weekend,” you lied. From what Eddie knew and told you, that seemed the most plausible.

“Y-You were?” the girl asked with a shaky voice. “You saw Billy?”

“You mean the dickbag lifeguard?” you half laughed, remembering how you actually were home that summer and remembered how all the housewives drooled over him at the pool. He had hit on you a few times but you shut him down quickly.

“That dickbag was my brother, you--” She made a lunge for you, but Lucas held her back.

“Max!!!” He said as he held her shoulders.

“I’m-- I’m sorry, I didn’t know--” You suddenly became very anxious. Eddie had left that part out, and now you had dug yourself a hole.

“That’s um, that’s my bad,” Eddie coughed uncomfortably. “Sorry Red, I didn’t realize. I’ve only seen you at the trailer park, without a brother--”

“We had to move to the trailer park when Bily died,” Max explained sadly. “Billy’s dad left us, and my mom had to get another job, we couldn’t afford the mortgage--”

She was cut off by her own tears beginning to spill, making you and Eddie both feel awful.

“Um on that note,” Lucas held her while she cried. “Maybe we should get going,”

“Yeah, um-- I’m sorry again,” you looked down.

“But hold on, we need to discuss her being ‘brought in’ by Eddie.” Nancy the know it all jumped back in. “Which by the way, he had no authority to do--”

“Alright Nance, let’s just calm down--” The fourth older boy put his arms around her. “We’ll just deal with it later,”

“As long as she knows how to keep her mouth shut,” Max now added snidely, wiping her nose.

Welp, this was going way worse than you had hoped. There was no way you’d be telling them your relation to Dustin any time soon.

“I’m not gonna say anything,” you said rather defensively, causing Eddie now to place his hands on your shoulders.

“Who would I even say anything to?!”

“Okay okay,” Dustin stepped in, always the diplomat. “Let’s all take a breather, yeah?”

“Agreed,” Mike nodded as he held the last girl’s hand. “El’s been through enough this year,”

Well at least you knew everybody’s names now.

“We’ll let you guys unpack and breathe, maybe we can all have dinner later?” Dustin suggested, wanting everyone to get along.

“Sounds great Dusty Buns,” Eddie chuckled as he ruffled Dustin’s hair.

The others made begrudging noises of agreement as they all dispersed, leaving you Eddie and Dustin who lagged behind.

“I’m sorry about them,” Dustin gave you a sympathetic smile. “They’re just a little high strung,”

“I couldn’t tell,” you smiled in appreciation. “Dustin, I um-- there’s something I want to tell you--”

“Heads up!” Gareth called as he tossed luggage from the carrier under the bus. Luckily during all of the ‘discussion’ they had been distracted unloading things.

“Ooof!” You grunted as your bag hit your torso, causing Eddie to rage.

“Hey! Watch your aim, Gar!” he yelled angrily, rubbing your stomach.

“You okay?” he asked you gingerly.

“Yeah, thanks,” you smiled sweetly.

“I get it,” Dustin chimed in, knocking you from your love gaze. “You two are more than friends,”

“No!” you waved your arms while Eddie made a hurt pout. “I mean, not-- not really. Not yet,”

“Not yet?” Dustin’s eyebrows furrowed. “What’s stopping you?”

“We um--” you bit your lip as you looked nervously at Eddie.

If there was any time to explain all of this, it would be now before getting back together with the group, right? You really didn’t want to betray Dustin’s trust after all of his kind behavior and welcoming attitude. Surely he could handle this now, right?

“Well, I-- I didn’t come back to Hawkins for the summer, or just the summer,” You fidgeted with your nails as you spoke.

“And not for Eddie either,” you added quickly.

“So why did you come back?” Dustin asked quizzically.

“Well, I--” you glanced at Eddie one more time for confidence, and he held your hand in solidarity.

“I came for you,” you said shakily. “You’re um-- well, I’m your sister,”

You prayed to God in that moment he wouldn’t flip his shit.

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Here’s a preview of a chapter fic I’m very excited about! This is my fill for “Jealous!Tony” on my @starkerfestivals bingo card.

“Unlabeled Project File #91628, Restricted Access, Status: Ongoing” – Chapter 5

Tony hadn't wanted to let them back in. In fact, he'd relished the idea of slamming the door in their stupid, arrogant faces.

Yes, Nat did absolutely refuse to acknowledge Rhodey's losses, despite having hung back during his emergency surgeries (multiple, at that). But Tony had always wondered, cared, racked his brain over and over on the long, sleepless nights, about her motive. Where was it? Why had she let Steve go?

So when she finally comes knocking, he lets her in. He sits her down. He crosses his legs, folds his hands, clears his throat. Then, asks. “Why’d you let him go?”

In all the years he’d studied her expressions, he had never seen her startled. But the way her inner brow lifts, the quiet scoff and her long look to the side all tell him she still wishes he had more tact.

Unyielding, he presses his thumbs together, taps them, waits.

She returns her gaze, seeming to have prepared an answer beforehand.

"Because of you."

Of the explanations he’d imagined, it isn’t one.

He blinks. Twice. Calmly, he asks, "What?"

"Do you remember the press conference?"

She doesn't have to tell him which one. He knows, because of course he remembers. He looks away, doesn't answer.

"You knew that the entire world believed you to be one thing."

Lips folded sideways, he glances up at her in reluctant agreement.

"And you wanted to prove them wrong. I let them go-"

Softly, he shakes his head to the side, averts his eyes. "It's not the same," he mutters, but she's resolute, as always.

"I let them go because Bucky deserved that chance too."

Tony sucks in what little air is left in the room, then sighs.

“Which room do you want?”

“Rooms.”

“Excuse me?”

He stares into her eyes, watches the subtle lift of a smile.

“No.”

“Tony-“

“No. I’m giving you a pass, but he is not staying here. You know what he did to my air vents! And the-“

“I’m not coming back without him.”

“Filtration costs and-“

“He’d make a great trainer for the kid, y’know.”

“Don’t even get me started on the- wait, train– the training program?” Tony catches, surprised.

Before, the only children Clint had been interested in were his own. He clocked in, did his job, and clocked out. Tony had tried many times to sign him up as a mentor, to no avail. The thought of it now, with Peter in the program…

“Barton wants in on the New Avengers?”

“He’s coming around,” she replies, cheeky.

“I’ll… I’ll think about it,” is all Tony gives back.

It takes Tony longer than it probably should to concede. It isn’t that he minds having Clint around. Sure, he’d broken Wanda out of the NAF and then helped her drop a car on the suit, but whatever. Nothing a little body-modifying super-tech and a significant few years of corrective therapy can't fix, broken spirit notwithstanding.

It’s just the thought of him, of Nat, of anyone training Peter. Rhodey has instilled expert tactical knowledge, Peter has studied every one of Bruce’s old notes on everything from biochem to alien tech analysis, and Tony has gradually taught Peter as much mechanical engineering as one kid can take.

So, really, he does need something new. And yet, with the opportunity presented, Tony still feels so reluctant to let him go. He isn’t sure why, until Peter rolls his desk chair over one afternoon, smiling from behind a pair of lab goggles.

“Hey, I finished re-tracing the wiring on the inner arm so the circuits connect more smoothly, but I’m still having trouble with the voice commands, and I think the problem is-“

And suddenly, Tony gets it.

He stands there, watching Peter gesture toward the bench, bandaged fingers moving gently as he enumerates his theories. He watches the light refracted in Peter’s wide, brown eyes, traces the pattern of his lips over each word. Slowly, fear begins to swirl in his belly, because he gets it.

He doesn’t want Peter to train with anyone else. He doesn’t want Peter around anyone else. He doesn’t even want Peter to talk with anyone else, because he wants Peter just like this. Here, in the lab, at his feet, all to himself.

“Mister Stark?”

Tony blinks, and the large, clear goggles on Peter’s face look even more ridiculous and adorable than before. All Tony can think about is how it would feel to hold those cheeks in both hands and kiss that stupid mouth until Peter forgets how to speak, let alone with such competence. That, and that he needs to leave, immediately, if not sooner.

“Uhh, y-yeah. Try restarting the voice activation system and- and I’ll check back with you later, okay? I’ve just gotta- um,” he presses the back of his hand to his brow, rubs away the sweat in tired fashion. “Grab some coffee. I’ll- I’ll be back,” he says, tossing his grease-stained towel aside and heading for the stairs.

“Uh, o-ok-ayyy,” Peter gets out, broken and confused, before Tony is gone.

Upstairs, Tony stumbles into the kitchen, thanking the stars that Rhodey is away for the week. He gets his hands under cold running water, doesn’t allow himself to watch their subtle shaking. He presses them to his face, feeling the cool against his cheeks, on his temples. He sighs.

With a step back and a shift to the side, he tears off a paper towel, dries his hands, and presses his pointed shoe against the pedal of the trash can. As the lid lifts and he discards the towel, he reaches for his phone. The line opens before the end of the second ring.

“Tell Barton he’s gonna need some new arrows.”

#my works #starker #jealous tony #fic #preview #natasha romanoff #clint barton #fix it #sfsummerbingo23

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Alright I am back to talk about my boy Peet again, specifically how he was introduced in episode 2 of the Wingfeather TV show. He technically appears in episode 1, but it’s only for a few seconds (and I’ve written a different post about that here).

What I want to talk about is how his character is formerly introduced to the audience in episode 2, “The Mysterious Map”. Peet is in this episode for all of about two minutes but man did they pack a LOT into those two minutes. I’ve said before that every second he’s on screen in the first two episodes of the show is telling us something about him, so let’s take a look, shall we? (there shouldn’t be any spoilers for the books except maybe little teeny tiny ones, I tried really hard to make this accessible to new fans.)

We first properly meet Peet (and learn his name, if you’re new) when Janner goes into Glipwood Forest to retrieve Sara’s zibzy ball. Just as he finds the ball, a mysterious silhouette drops down behind him.

Now, the lighting here is really interesting, because while Peet is in shadow and we can’t see him, there’s still a sunbeam shining down on him. So while his entrance initially seems sinister the lighting is telling us otherwise. This is very much a hero pose that Peet is doing here, and, interestingly enough, he’s also bowing, which he does a couple times in the very short bit he’s on screen, which means it’s a significant detail.

You can see it even more clearly in this shot- the bowing and the sunlight streaming down on him. The imagery is telling us very clearly “this man is good, he can be trusted” (maybe even hinting that he has a noble heart, which anyone who knows the story knows is true). It’s giving us a positive impression of Peet before we know anything about him, even while Janner is still nervous. It’s telling us that while Glipwood Forest is dangerous, this man is not- at least, not to our heroes.

And then we cut to THIS and first of all, have you ever seen a softer, kinder expression on anyone? Second, he’s still in the light- actually, that’s a theme with Peet in this episode; except for the first couple shots he’s in he stays solidly in the light almost the whole time. It’s even giving him a bit of a halo effect here, which is more imagery associated with good, noble characters. He is good and the story wants you to know that- needs you to know it, because they don’t have a lot of time here and we won’t learn much about who Peet is and his motives until the end of season 1 (if they follow the book’s framework there, which I’m assuming they would since there’s no reason not to).

In a sadder frame of analysis, it’s also pretty easy to see that Peet is… not doing great. We don’t know much about him at this point, except that he wears socks on his hands and does amazing acrobatics, but when we first meet him here you get a better sense of his mental state. Not only does he have trouble talking to Janner and act confused (“Oh, hey Peet, what are you doing here?” “Where? Oh! Here. Me.”) he’s also got bags under his eyes (to carry all the trauma), his hair and general appearance is unkempt, and if you look closely you can see what are either splotches of dirt, bruises or scars on his arms and legs which just. makes me worry about him even more.

The way he talks to Janner is also important. He doesn’t say much, but his voice is very soft, he seems to be whispering at first, like he’s afraid of scaring Janner away (;-;) and he only talks a little louder after Janner asks him a question. The way he’s framed in the shots of this scene, how he talks and how soft and gentle his expressions are all speak to the fact that he is kind and good. At the same time we find out about his mental confusion when Janner asks him what he’s doing in the forest and he doesn’t know how to answer the question.

So we have a mentally unwell, kind, noble, sort of weird fellow, who for some reason appears to Janner in the woods. We don’t know why exactly he jumped down from the tree to talk to Janner, because he’s interrupted before he can explain what he’s doing there, but knowing what we do from the books an educated guess can be made that he was keeping an eye on Janner and the other Igiby kids from the woods (he was watching their zibzy game and you can’t convince me otherwise) and when Janner ventured in and seemed frightened, Peet jumped down to make sure he was alright.

So that’s one micro scene. It’s showing us Peet’s caring side, that he might be weird and wear socks on his hands but he’s also kind and gentle to scared children lost in the woods.

The second tiny scene shows us the other side of him.

So Janner’s kind of been being harassed by this little critter (I think it’s a thwapperfly) since he entered the forest. It flies over and dive bombs him while he’s talking to Peet and even right here you can see how Peet’s expression changes. Before he was all softness, but now you can see his face turn more serious. (He’s also still in the light here, though partially shadowed)

(Wait wait, and Janner in that shot and this next one is in the light and oh no, oh gosh, Janner’s practically glowing in the screenshot below and there’s a sort of subtle divide between him and Peet in the lighting which is showing us that Janner is Peet’s light, Janner is literally bringing him into the light without even realizing it just by existing- which is representing what all the kids have a hand in doing for Peet which is bringing him out of darkness and into the light and hope and oh jeeze, oh gosh, I need a minute-)

Peet tenses, and it’s hard to see here but his whole expression changes, hardens. Because now Janner is afraid and Peet can’t let that stand. You can watch him track the thwapperfly’s movement like he’s zeroing in on a threat (because he is).

The thwapperfly circles back around for another attack and Peet’s reaction is immediate and instantaneous. He places himself between Janner and the danger:

Notice how fierce he suddenly is compared to how he was a moment ago when it was just him and Janner. This is Peet in protect mode and it’s showing us a lot of things. One is that he is 100% ready to throw down at any moment to protect Janner and the other Igiby kids- even if the threat is insignificant! Because I really doubt a thwapperfly could badly hurt Janner but that doesn’t matter to Peet because Janner is scared, and Peet cares more about making this kid feel safe than if the threat is actually dangerous or not. We don’t know why yet but he is.

Second, Peet is a very effective fighter! He not only jumps in front of Janner with lighting fast reflexes, he bats the thwapperfly away the second it gets close, and he does it in a practiced, easy way that tells you he’s used to defending himself (or others). He never hesitates for a second during any of this, just does it. It’s the sanest and most purposeful thing we’ve seen him do and he does it to protect our main character.

(Wait, oh, wait, hang on, another thing- Janner’s in the dark now and Peet is leaning into the light. Peet knows what’s going on here, he knows why he’s protecting Janner, but Janner has no idea! Janner is in the dark about what’s happening! That’s so clever I’m just-)

And then Peet catches Sara’s zibzy ball out of midair and skips away cackling delightedly.

Also note that this is one of the times we see him walking out of the light, though interestingly he’s still not shadowed significantly. And it’s the moment where he slips from protect back into the silly Sockman. (from his true self and into what he’s been forced to become)

I’m almost at tumblr’s image limit and I still have a ways to go with this analysis, so I’m going to stop there for the moment to continue this in a second post. Feel free to comment with your thoughts! I’m having a lot of fun with this :D

#the wingfeather saga #the wfs #the wingfeather saga tv show #peet the sockman #janner igiby #finally getting to use the skills I learned in cinema class again #I LOVED THIS SCENE SO MUCH #I loved so much how they introduced my boy #don't read the rest of my tags if you don't want spoilers #artham wingfeather #janner wingfeather

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ahsokatanos-lightsabertechnique · 11 months

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A Clint Barton Appreciation Essay/Analysis

Disclaimer: Hey! Movie Clint wasn’t great! MCU Hawkeye is a disservice to Jeremy Renner and Clint Barton. Kind of unfortunate casting in my opinion, bc I love Jeremy Renner and I love comics! Hawkeye.

Clint Barton’s life started out normally. And by normally I mean it started out sucky (how much suck-ier it got after that was not normal, and arguably spiraling into increasing levels of suck is Clint Barton’s superpower). He and his older brother, Barney, were regularly beaten by the drunken waste of a human they called a father. Their mother was caught in the same situation, so it’s not really fair to call her out (and I’m not trying to!). However, it’s worth noting that the boys didn’t get much protection from her either (not trying to victim-shame, just saying the dynamics of the situation had an impact on Clint and his brother). One day his father beat him so badly that he lost most of his hearing. Not long after this, his parents died in a car crash (his father was driving drunk, big surprise), and the boys were kicked into the foster system. That was a mess. Enough said. So, at this point, Clint has never known any adults that didn’t let him down somehow. Actually, scratch that, he never lived with an adult that didn’t abuse him in some way or another. Eventually the foster system was so bad that they ran away and joined a nearby circus. They were taken in by two acts called the Swordsman and Trick Shot. The boys were trained by the two men, and for a short period things went well for Clint, since he found something he was really really good at (arrows and throwing knives, yippee) and was praised for it. This didn’t last long though, since Swordsman and Trick Shot were both criminals that were using the boys to make more money in their theft/gambling/racketeering/etc. ventures. Depending on which comics you read, each one tried to kill Clint when he wouldn’t do the crime thing, betrayed him, left him, or some combo thereof. His brother, Barney, did the same. This was particularly devastating to Clint because Barney had been the only real family that had, at any point, loved and protected him.

That was just his CHILDHOOD. What happens after is long and complicated, and we won’t go into that here. The point is, all of his personal relationships fail (with the exception of Kate Bishop). Why? Well, after all that shit that went down before the age of, like, twelve, Clint doesn’t trust anyone. He doesn’t trust himself. He has a deep-seated case of insecurity and self-hatred. He doesn’t trust other people that get close because, of course, they’ll hurt him and then leave him. The self-hatred, in my opinion, is because all of those people that abused and betrayed him told him that their actions were HIS fault. I think he knows logically that they aren’t, but on some level, he thinks they’re right. He can’t have a meaningful relationship of any kind when every instinct, conscious or not, screams to show the other person how horrible he is before they do any damage. They can’t blame what they do on him if they already know what a piece of shit he is, right? It’s not his fault if they leave. But then they do, and it hurts anyway, because he’s lied to them or cheated on them, and when they leave they blame him. Because this time it actually was his fault. “Burn them before they burn me” only ever works in theory, never in practice. His self-sabotage is an especially toxic defense mechanism. Paired with a spectacular case of commitment-phobia, it means that he has no one. No one. Absolutely nobody. He knows the Avengers from work. He knows some people in passing. But he is alone in the world. If he was dying, the only people that would care would also be just so tired of him, because they love a person that has made himself impossible to love. And, being people trying to make good relationship decisions, they’ve not only left him. They’ve given up on him. He has made himself unlovable, and sees believes that he’s a living disease to anything good. At least, this is how he sees his relationships.

It’s horrible, but also absurdly ironic. He’s not walking trash. He’s a golden retriever of a man that would help a fucking CRICKET cross the street. When a dog gets hit by a car because its owners are assholes, he willingly GETS SHOT to get to the dog, take it to the vet, and save its life. He then proceeds (after being beaten to hell, shot, and bled/dripped on from dragging a soaking wet and bleeding dog for god knows how long through the rain) to kick the ever-loving shit out of the people that owned the dog. Not because they’re mafia. Not because they hit him or hurt him. Because of the DOG. He spends every spare moment of his time and money fighting to keep his neighbors from being forced into homelessness by the crime lords that own their building. He hates himself so intensely, blames himself for every time he fails to help someone so completely, that he is totally blind to the fact that he is beloved. The man is a goddamn saint in every way that matters. He’s painfully flawed and ridiculously kind.

To top this all off, he deals not only with emotional insecurity but also with physical and professional insecurity. He’s an Avenger. The man is so fucking lame. He shoots stuff with arrows. And then gets whaled on by aliens and gods and science experiments and lands in traction in the hospital AGAIN while everyone else drop-kicks the bad guys into the sun or whatever. That’s how he sees himself. He’s useless, a pity case. Nope. Nope nope nope. He’s so far past olympic-level athlete it isn’t even funny. He’s clever. He really is more accurate with projectile weapons than ANYONE ELSE IN MARVEL COMICS. That’s the most dope thing. It’s a simple thing, and it isn’t spectacular, and any person can shoot a bow and learn gymnastics. It isn’t about WHAT he’s doing. It’s about the LEVEL HE’S DOING IT AT. Sure, he’s no Thor, but he can hold his own against the vast majority of Marvel characters. It isn’t flashy, and he’ll look like he’s gone through a meat tenderizer (with a concussion thrown in for good measure), and he’ll probably look ridiculous doing it, but! The man is human. No super soldier serum. No magic. No super-human abilities. He’s the very personification of humanity in a league of people that aren’t really human anymore (if they ever were). Like, if anyone was ever to be an avenger in real life…they’d be Clint. But maybe not with a bow and arrow (we must allow some whimsy in our comics, after all). He’s amazing because of what he can do, sure. But what makes him truly wonderful is how hard he’s trying. He’s given up on himself, but every day he tries, and tries, and tries. He takes out his hearing aids and closes his eyes every now and then, because he just can’t bring himself to face any consequences that day. Sometimes he just lives off of coffee. There are days where he just lies on the floor and doesn’t move. But he drags himself out of bed, drags himself out the door, drags himself through LIFE simply because he cannot resist the ever-present impulse to make it a better place. And in so many ways, at least all the ways that matter, that is the most deeply human way to be good. I’m not saying he’s the best avenger, but you know what, fuck that, he’s my favorite.

#I feel really strongly about this okay #Hawkeye #Clint Barton #marvel comics #matt fraction #matt fraction's hawkeye #maybe spoilers?#spoilers if you plan on reading up on clint barton's backhistory from scratch #I think this backstory is pretty established/common knowledge at this point tho #but just in case #clint barton appreciation #minor pizza dog #comics hawkeye #comics #sorry not sorry this is so long #i love him so

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Loving the slime puppy/mole woman analysis....I do wonder what the hell gonna happen especially with J saying that Roman x Gerri are going to have a lot gping om between them and her not being able tp say anything after that and an artle saying thwir affair continies to go througj its risky road...

After last episode, I rrally dont know what happens. The only thing I might be certain of is Kendall in the water being equivalent to like his baptism and he comes out a new man and being the CEO at the end.

that’s what i tried to say with my post - they’re gonna have a lot of interactions, but they’re gonna be so hurt and keep hurting each other that it will potentially go to them never seeing and speaking to each other. after all that’s happened and will happen between them, i honestly don’t see how they can make amends… and knowing how brilliant jessie is, i’m just… not having a great week lol

on the other hand if i abstain from the emotional response, boy, are we in for a ride. like, i just know jsc and kieran are gonna KILL us with their scenes together. like, it’s gonna be brilliant writing, brilliant plot, brilliant chemistry AND brilliant acting.

to be or not to be, hey?

#succession #succession hbo #succession spoilers #romangerri

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12 Bar Blues in F

This recording is the second instrumental from the April/May 1960 home recording made at Forthlin Road (also known as the Kirchherr Tape). It's a little long, so be warned. Though, @peaceloveandstarrs did such a fantastic analysis, you'll want to listen to every second so you can follow along.

This seems to be an improvised blues instrumental. We can hear a steady bass, keeping a good rhythm (more evidence that Stu is unfairly maligned as a bass player). Our working theory is that Stu played the bass kind of how Ringo plays the drums, there to serve the song. We both think, had Stu actually tried, he could have become an incredible bassist. Stu was just talented, at everything, so even though he wasn't trying very hard, it's still more than just passable.

There are at least two other guitars, possibly three.

We had some discussion about who was playing lead guitar. We originally thought Paul, but this was 2 years after Paul flubbed the solo in Guitar Boogie, so the likelihood he'd take lead was low. It's therefore likely George. It's interesting hearing him mess with some chords higher up the neck. It shows the beginning of Geo's talent pretty well, we'd say.

But neither of us our instrumentalists, so we're gonna leave the rest of this analysis to someone who is.

@peaceloveandstarrs has been kind enough to write another guest post about this song:

This is definitely improvised going by how rambling the intro is and how it takes them about a minute or so to finally settle into a key signature. As with the last one I listened to, I wish the balance had been better, but again, I get that the technology at the time made sound quality less than great. There’s a lot of really neat lead guitar stuff, like the picking around 1:23 and then the bit around 1:32. I’m not a guitarist, but I know that any technical playing on any instrument takes a lot of skill and practice. So whoever was on lead on this, my kudos! (Not that that means anything 62 years later, ha!)

The bass is definitely keeping a steady tempo, which is what’s expected of a bass player when there’s no percussionist. Stu isn’t the best bass player, but he’s not as bad as people make him out to be. I love all of the chromatic runs from whoever’s playing them, like the one at 3:37. They’re such a good transition between different melodic ideas or the start of a new chord progression. The random bits of dissonance, like the one at around 5:02, are jarring now that the key’s been settled. But hey, it keeps the listener on their toes and attentive.

I love the moments where the whole thing really comes together and the individual lines fit together perfectly, such as around 5:40. And just when that settles in, you get another cool, technical line at around 5:56. Whoever is playing this (Paul? I can’t tell individual playing styles apart yet) made it sound easy. As an instrumentalist myself, technical runs always give me the most difficulty, so I can say pretty confidently that it wasn’t that easy. At least not right off the bat.

There’s a neat little groove at around 7:33 in one of the guitar lines. It’s simple, but the way it’s played (first note accented, slurred into the second part of the line) makes it have a kind of jazzy feel. I listened to that one a couple of times just because I liked it. And we get to more technical bits in the guitar line around 8:24 or so. It’s a repetitive line, but it’s so clean-sounding. Again, not easy to do. I have a hard time articulating quickly and making it sound that clean! (Granted I play clarinet, so I’m not sure if I can really compare it to a guitar…)

It sounds like Stu is trying to bring the chart to an end around 9:20 and the rest of the group didn’t get the memo! That’s a classic ending bass line, descending the scale to the tonic tone (so in this case, he landed on an F since the piece is in F… music theory classes coming in handy finally!) The last 40 seconds or so sounds like they’re trying to figure out how to end the chart. I sort of wish they’d all ended with Stu’s little descending line, but hey, the way they end it works too. Overall, it’s a nice little improvisation with lots of signs of developing talent, especially in whoever played lead guitar.

#april 1960 #the beatles #improvisation #12 bar blues in f #guest post #peaceloveandstarrs #george harrison #stuart sutcliffe #john lennon #paul mccartney #forthlin road tapes #braun tape

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