#like they make me scream at how cheesy but lovable they are around each other
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THE ULTIMATE RELATIONSHIP TAG
Status: Accepting
@streetsofsecrets said: cece and angelo 😌
Disagreements:
Who is more likely to raise their voice?: I don’t think their arguments ever get that serious and Cece is lucky that she got the tamest Amici, Angelo doesn’t really have that rage like his older brother or sister.
Who threatens to leave but never actually does?: please, where are either of them are going to go? Melissa’s house so she can kick them out and force them to make up?
Who actually keeps their word and leaves?: Angelo might be dramatic and go to Cynthia’s apartment for an hour of two, but he always ends up coming back.
Who trashes the house?: . I can see Cece getting a little frustrated and maybe flipping something small over like a trash can but that’s really it.
Do either of them get physical?: NOOOOO! Angelo’s not even dramatic enough to punch the walls.
How often do they argue/disagree?: not very often or at least nothing too serious. Most of their disagreements are things like “I don’t like that sweater you put our ferret in.” And things alike.
Who is the first to apologise?: Angelo. It’s true, he’s a simp. He’ll slip out of the house and return with all of her favorite things. One time he came back with a whole new ferret!
Sex:
Who is on top?: Theure the type of couple that likes to experiment and doesn’t do typical positions like missionary. But, when they do decide to take a break from their wild position Angelo is usually the one on top.
Who is on the bottom?: occasionally Angelo will move to the bottom position just to observe Cece on top of him, but she’s usually the bottom.
Who has the strangest desires?: Cece is definitely bringing new ideas and discussions to the bedroom that Angelo wouldn’t even think of. He has to stop letting her wander off. Or not because they always usually end up liking her ideas.
Any kinks?: nothing too extreme or at least not on Angelo’s side. They might pull out cuffs every now and then or some toys just for the hell of it.
Who’s dominant in bed?: you would never think a himbo like Angelo would be as dominant as he is in the bedroom, but you’d be mistaken! That signature Amici passion and rage likes to show out in the bedroom. He’s a ‘hold your hands behind your back in doggy style and make you beg, maybe even smack you’ type of dominant. Not extreme, but enough that you know he’s in charge.
Is head ever in the equation?: OF COURSE! Angelo loves to give. He can spend hours between Cece’s legs.
If so, who is better at performing it?: while he is good at what he does, Cece does pull through every now and then and suck his souod out of him.
Ever had sex in public?: I feel like the club is their go to spot honestly
Who moans the most?: Cece, Angelo is more of a grunt and swear type.
Who leaves the most marks?: Angelo. Catch Cece waking up to huge hickes all over her neck.
Who screams the loudest?: Angelo when he gets to his climax.
Who is the more experienced of the two?: Angelo. He’s had his fair share of one night stands from the bar and he doesn’t mind adding to Cece’s experience.
Do they ‘fuck’ or ‘make love’?: Hmmm, 75% of the time it’s just casual sex but they’ll slip some soft love making in there.
Rough or soft?: A mixture of both.
How long do they usually last?: A good hour. Two if they’re really in the mood that day.
Is protection used?: loosely, they’re not too big on it but every now and then Angelo will whip it out just to try and seem responsible.
Does it ever get boring?: Never, Cece would never let intimate moments between them be dull!
Where is the strangest place they’d have sex?: In the maintenance closet at work, while the bar was full too!
Family:
Do your muses plan on having children/or have children?: No. Angelo really doesn’t want children at all. He would like to avoid that for as long as he can and live his life to the fullest. He’s not even the type where they end up having an oppsie daisy and end up loving/wanting more children: that one is enough for him for a while.
If so, how many children do your muses want/have?: Two just so he won’t have an only child. The ferrets are enough as it is.
Who is the favorite parent?: They’re both so lovable, even as unexpected parents, this question is so trifling!
Who is the authoritative parent?: Angelo. The Italian dad in him really comes out sometimes. Old school Italian too, you can thank his grandma on his dad’s side for that.
Who is more likely to allow the children to have a day off school?: Angelo. The both of them honestly.
Who lets the children indulge in sweets and junk food when the other isn’t around?: I feel like their child would be sneaky and do it on their own just like their mama.
Who turns up to extra curricular activities to support their children?: The both of them!! They’re those embarrassing parents in the stands wearing their kids face on their shirts and screaming.
Who goes to parent teacher interviews?: Cecilia got that. Angelo hates schools.
Who changes the diapers?: Cecilia.
Who gets up in the middle of the night to feed the baby?: Angelo. Being a bartender has gotten him a crazy sleep schedule after so long so he has no problem with it.
Who spends the most time with the children?: Their schedules really aren’t that busy so I’d say the both of them.
Who packs their lunch boxes?: Angelo. And yes, he does sneak and give them more junk food sometimes.
Who gives their children ‘the talk’?: If they muussstt, I think the two of them would do it together. Using ferrets as an example of course so it’s not too uncomfortable on their end as well.
Who cleans up after the kids?: Cecilia. I feel like it’s built into her after all those years from being around Delores.
Who worries the most?: The both of them worry a lot but for different reasons, Cece a little more than Angelo.
Who are the children more likely to learn their first swear word from?: Look I’m not saying watch out for Leonel, but watch out for Leonel ! Either him or Angelo’s grandma on his dad’s side. Yes, that old lady is kicking around.
Affection:
Who likes to cuddle?: Angelo. He’s a big baby. Cece will just be chilling on the couch and here he comes out of nowhere to lay on her.
Who is the little spoon?: Angelo. He likes to be held, but he’ll switch with Cecilia every now and then.
Who gets naughty in the most inappropriate of places?: That heathen Angelo 🤚🏾
Who struggles to keep their hands to themself?: Cece but not in a naughty type of way, but in a “I still need to know that you’re into me and like me so let me give you a random hug or something to remind you.” Type of way.
How long can they cuddle until one becomes uncomfortable?: They never stop cuddling because of uncomfortableness ! It’s usually because they have to leave for work or somebody keeps calling Angelo.
Who gives the most kisses?: Angelo.
What is their favourite non-sexual activity?: They then taking care of their animals into an activity. It’s a lot of them, almost a mini farm, so they decide to do things together to make most of those tasks easier. It’s a great way for them to bond and bond with their animals.
Where is their favourite place to cuddle?: On the couch as Angelo watches some new cheesy reality tv show his mom recommended to him.
Who is more likely to playfully grope the other?: Not really grope, but sometimes when Cece walks by he likes to torture her by tickling her or poking her sides.
How often do they get time to themselves?: quite often! Work doesn’t take up a lot of their time, only nightly hours really so they have a lot of time in the day to just waste.
Sleeping:
Who snores?: Angelo and his trifling self. I feel like Cece does too but not like him.
If both do, who snores the loudest?: Angelo. Cece snores softly like her dad.
Do they share a bed or sleep separately?: They share a bed! Even in the earlier stages of their relationship he would invite her to come sleep in the bed with him all the time.
If they sleep together, do they cozy up together or lay far apart?: Cozy up!
Who talks in their sleep?: Angelo will every now and then.
What do they wear to bed?: Angelo just sleeps on a pair of underwear and calls it a day. Angelo lends her shirts to sleep in every night.
Are either of your muses insomniacs?: Nah, they’re just usually up really late for work.
Can sleeping pills be found by the bedside?: yeah, when their sleeping schedules get really out of wack because of work I can see them popping sleeping pills to fix it.
Do they wrap their limbs around each other or just lay side by side?: please, their limbs are beyond entangled.
Who wakes up with bed hair?: Angelo. He always forgets to put it in a man bun before he falls asleep.
Who wakes up first?: They both sleep in pretty late, but Angelo’s usually up first because he likes to wake up to workout.
Who prepares breakfast in bed for the other?: Angelo. He’s a sucker for romantic gestures like this.
What is their favourite sleeping position?: Cecilia all the way on top of him with his arms around her torso.
Who hogs the sheets?: Angelo. But he hogs Cece too so it makes up for it.
Do they set an alarm each night?: For work, yes.
Can a television be found in their bedroom?: Nope, Angelo prefers to keep it in the livingroom because he likes a completely dark and quiet environment to sleep.
Who has nightmares?: Neither of them. Except your run of the mill strange nightmares every now and then.
Who has ridiculous dreams?: Angelo.
Who sprawls out and takes up most of the bed?: Angelo. He might’ve accidentally kicked Cece off the bed once or twice.
Who makes the bed?: Do they really need to do that? They’re just going to slee in it again so what’s the point.
What time is bed time?: Some outrageous time like 1am or whatever time they get off of work.
Any routines/rituals before bed?: None for Angelo. He just puts his hair in a bun and calls it a day.
Who’s the grumpiest when they wake up?: Angelo. He sits there for a good three minutes at the edge of the bed like ‘😒😐’.
Work:
Who is the busiest?: Angelo. Only because besides the bar he has to deal with all the business aspects of the bar and then family business from time to time.
Who rakes in the highest income?: Technically its Angelo because of his connections to crime, but excluding all that they make about the same.
Are any of your muses unemployed?: Cece was for a minute at the beginning of their relationship, but then Angelo offered her a job so not anymore.
Who takes the most sick days?: Angelo. There’s no way his dad needs him there every day. He’ll try and convince Cece to stay home with him too.
Who is more likely to turn up late to work?: Cece. I can’t even begin to imagine what he antics that would stop her from doing that.
Who sucks up to their boss?: Neither of them!
What are their jobs?: They both work as bartenders, but Angelo doubles as a martial arts instructor for children and sometimes trains people at his father’s gym.
Who stresses the most?: Cece. She just doesn’t show it a lot but she’s not slick!
Do your muses enjoy or despise their careers/occupations?: Despite shitty customers every now and then, I think the both of them love their job. Bar tending is one of those jobs that won’t give you the same experiences and run-ins as any other jobs, so it’s never boring for them. Plus, they get to work alongside each other.
Are your muses financially stable?: Yeah. They’re living comfortably. Nothing too lavish, but it’s nice.
Home:
Who does the washing?: Angelo. He likes to make sure all of his workout clothes are cleaned often because you know, infections, so he just goes ahead and does their laundry.
Who takes out the trash?: Their penthouse/apartment thing has a chute in it that lets them just throw the trash down!
Who does the ironing?: Angelo. He likes his clothes looking crisp.
Who does the cooking?: They order those meal kits that come with all the ingredients and do it together.
Who is more likely to burn the house down just trying?: Angelo.
Who is messier?: I’m going to put this one on their pets.
Who leaves the toilet roll empty?: Angelo’s trifling self.
Who leaves their dirty clothes on the floor?: Angelo. He’s not used to living with other people yet.
Who forgets to flush the toilet?: Neither. Angelo got beat up too much by Romeila as kids for him to forget.
Who is the prankster around the house?: those darn sneaky ferrets!
Who loses the car keys when it comes time to go somewhere?: Cecilia.
Who mows the lawn?: um, neither. If anything Angelo will hire someone or call his dad over to do it.
Who answers the telephone?: Cece because she’s trying to be nosey for all the wrong reasons 🌚
Who does the vacuuming?: They don’t have carpet. Angelo despises it after growing up with it his whole life.
Who does the groceries?: They instacart that baby.
Who takes the longest to shower?: Angelo. He likes to make sure all that gym funk is off of him!
Who spends the most time in the bathroom?: The both of them honestly.
Miscellaneous:
Is money a problem?: Not at all!
How many cars do they own?: Just one. They seem to go everywhere together anyway.
Do they own their home or do they rent?: Right now they’re just renting out an apartment, but eventually they’ll settle down into a nice house and buy it when they’re older. Or once they start having kids.
Do they live near the coast or deep in the countryside?: neither.
Do they live in the city or in the country?: The city all the way!
Do they enjoy their surroundings?: Yeah, it’s a chill apartment complex they live in and the view is nice.
What’s their song?: Sure Thing by Miguel.
What do they do when they’re away from each other?: Call each other cause they miss each other sksjkdks, but whenever they’re away for each other it’s usually because Angelo has classes to teach, wants to work out, visit his family, or Cecilia wants to go visit Melissa and her family!
Where did they first meet?: At the bar Angelo works out.
How did they first meet?: Angelo just so happened to be babbling to customers that night and talking about Sesame Street while fixing drinks and she just so happened to be one of those customers.
Who spends the most money when out shopping?: Angelo. He’s kinda bougie just a tad bit.
Who’s more likely to flash their assets?: Angelo when he’s feeling a little cocky.
Who finds it amusing when the other trips over?: I’m so sorry Cece, but Angelo is going to chuckle at her if she ever falls in front of him because he’s childish like that 😔
Any mental issues?: *cough* Cece *cough*
Who’s terrified of bugs?: surprisingly, Angelo is.
Who kills the spiders around the house?: He forces Cece to do it or let’s one of their animals eat it.
Who pays the bills?: Angelo. He doesn’t make Cece put in because 1. He has the money & 2. He’s the one who invited her to live with him!
Do they have any fears for their future?: Not really. They’re just enjoying what they have in the moment.
Who’s more likely to surprise the other with a fancy dinner?: Angelo, he likes to give her a taste of the boujie life every now and then!
Who uses up all of the hot water?: Angelo.
Who’s the tallest?: Angelo. The Amicis are some y’all beefy men.
Who’s more likely to just randomly hop into the shower with the other?: Angelo. He needs to “wash” his hair all of a sudden when she gets in.
Who wanders around in their underwear?: The both of them.
Who sings the loudest when singing along to the radio?: Angelo. He gets in his own space and just starts vibing.
What do they tease each other about?: They’re one of those couples that have a lot of inside jokes going on. One of them can say a random word like “Cake” and start busting up because of something that happened with them, while everyone else is confused because they have no idea what’s going on or what it means.
Who is more likely to cringe at the other’s fashion sense at times?: Neither! They both match each other’s style perfectly. If anything they make fun of everyone else’s style.
Do they have mutual friends?: Yeah! I can see them being in the same circle friends wise and knowing a couple of the same people.
Who crushed first?: Cece. Angelo thought she was cute too, but he didn’t think he would see her again like all of the other cute customers he’s never talked to again.
Any alcohol or substance related problems?: No. For a bartender, Angelo rarely drinks at all. I do believe someone could convince Cece to do crack or something.
Who is more likely to stumble home, drunk, at 3am?: hmmmm, Cece? Yeah, Cece.
Who swears the most?: Angelo by a landslide. You can thank his grandma for that again.
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Influential TV Shows
Okay this is kinda random and why I prob won’t tag the shows I list cuz this is more just something I wanted to get out of my head after watching J&J’s latest podcast where they were talking about this topic. They kept it to 7 shows each and while that would certainly be interesting to try, that’s kinda hard. lol I went about grouping some of them - shows that shaped me growing up, shows that impacted me/stuck with me, comfort shows/watch with the family, taught me about fandoms, etc. And saying something about each of them. Anyway, this is stupid but here we go lol:
The Shows Growing Up:
Sailor Moon: Okay, nobody make fun of me. lol This is the first show I remember really watching as a kid that wasn't Barney or whatever, something I decided to watch by myself and it actually had an ongoing story. And ofc it took time for me to realize that this was just an English dubbed version that they would play on Cartoon Network. Looking back on it, it’s a little cringey (the voice readings, Serena being a bit of a crybaby) but seeing girls, even if it was animated, kicking ass over evil as a group made an impression on me so it’s no wonder I would watch it religiously after school and was sad when they stopped airing it. And ofc I watched all the movies too. I was a shameless fan. lmao I also eventually read the manga and appreciated it.
Hey Arnold: As a kid, I would watch Cartoon Network & Nickelodeon (& eventually Disney when I got a little bit older), and I think one of the Nickelodeon shows that really stuck with me as a kid, like Rugrats, was this one. It had a wide range of really distinct characters. It was genuinely funny. And I did love the dynamic between Arnold & Helga (who was interesting & sometimes they would let her be the protagonist of an ep instead of him, like the therapist one which is a def fave) even if her crush was kinda as stalkerish as you can get why maintaining innocence. lol And you know what? I did totally watch the recent movie they did where it tied up loose ends like getting these two together and allowing her to grow as a character. Gotta say it was rewarding after all this time. lol
All That: I feel like I gotta put this here because I watched this show all the time as a kid. And I think it’s something that really taught me about comedy. I had seen things from Saturday Night Live growing up cuz of my parents but this was my Nickelodeon version with people that weren’t much older than me at the time so I could really get what was going on/enjoy it. It’s also the first place where we saw people like Amanda Bynes & Kenan Thompson & Kel Mitchell (which is partly why I later watched things like The Amanda Show and Kenan & Kel) What can I say? As a young person, it was just really cool seeing kids being funny. Yeah, there was some cheese but I didn’t care. It stayed with me.
Boy Meets World/Sister, Sister/Lizzie McGuire/Even Stevens: I kinda cheated here and bundled these shows because these are four of the shows I watched on Disney growing up (Disney showed reruns of Boy Meets World & Sister, Sister for the record) There were others like That’s So Raven, Suite Life, Wizards of Waverly sort of, Proud Family to name a few but these shows I picked have such iconic episodes that I still remember well and love. Like Even Stevens - musical episode hands down Idc. Boy Meets World - Scream-inspired Halloween ep for sure. Yes, there was cheesiness with all these shows. Sometimes very after-school special, but they shaped me I think. Also gotta mention, I remember thinking of Hilary Duff as my idol. lol
The Ones I Watched With the Fam:
That 70′s Show: Now the thing with my family is that we were one where for a time we would watch tv while eating dinner and my dad would have control of what channel we watched. It was always this way, which meant it would either be Law & Order or Seinfeld (the second one I was cool with and I almost included it on here cuz it’s such a staple comedy but eh,,, I appreciated it more later on. It felt more forced on me at the time) This is probably one of the only shows I can say my whole family truly agreed on watching all together tho, including my sister who generally watches trashy reality shows. This show will always remain one of my faves, because it was hilarious. It got a little weaker towards the end (We do NOT speak about Season 8) but I loved how it was a true ensemble sitcom where everyone brought something to the table and enjoyed the different dynamics between the group. The funny running gags, Jackie & Hyde still remain one of my all-time otps, and Kelso is probably the funniest & lovable dumb character I can think of (If nothing else, Ashton Kutcher was meant to play this part ok) It was nice to have something my whole family could enjoy together. It was a rarity so this show has a special place in my heart for that alone.
Joan of Arcadia: Another show that has a place in my heart, despite it only lasting 2 seasons and it ending on a bad note (major cliffhanger, still never fully making things right w/ Adam after destroying his character, ultimately S2 was problematic but still) because this is a show that I watched religiously (pun not actually intended here lol) with my mom every Friday it was on. What I loved about it was that the concept is centered around Joan talking to God yet it generally wasn’t being preachy. Joan wasn’t always willing to do what God wanted her to do, and things didn’t always turn out how she wanted. It was a kinda perfect blend for me and my mom to watch together. After this we were more willing to watch stuff as a pair cuz we were close but this started all that. I remember always being curious how God would appear to Joan cuz it was always changing, but there were some fave recurring ones like Cute Guy God, Goth God & Old Lady God to name a few. heh Joan was played wonderfully by the awesome Amber Tamblyn who could always make me cry (naturally she played my fave Tibby in the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants movies too lol) and she had awesome friends in Adam & Grace (who were my faves) and family. I rewatched this show and you know, I’d say S1 holds up and even the first half of S2. Heck, the episode where Joan & Adam break up towards the end of it, while totally heartbreaking and PISSES me off cuz bad writing for Adam, was solid simply for the acting so there’s that. lol
Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Putting this show under this category because this was a show that I mostly got into because my sister loved it growing up. I was really young when it came out so I mostly remembered bits & pieces when I later watched it when I got a little older. It stuck with me tho cuz ofc the awesome Sarah Michelle Gellar playing badass Buffy (she was my sister’s idol) and it was a genuinely funny and smart show. It also got dark too. It wasn’t always solid towards the end, but I think it mostly nailed the actual ending (why Anya had to die tho... Spike I got but ugh) Anyway, this was kinda a big deal cuz it was the only thing my sister and I really watched together that wasn’t bad reality television or me barely paying attention to Dawson’s Creek at the time lol This showed that my sister could have taste when she wanted to (lmao sorry)
The Carol Burnett Show: I had to mention this show because this is one that got me, really my family, through dealing with my mom’s dementia. We chose to care for her at home instead of putting her in a nursing home. We did this for 2 years until her death. And the one thing we (excluding my sister cuz her & old stuff don’t mix) could always count on cheering us up was this show. My dad told me that my mom loved this show growing up and that’s why we turned on for her. So luckily memory or no memory, she still had a sense of humor and she knew when to laugh. And with good reason. This show is hilarious. So iconic. Carol Burnett was/is rightfully loved dearly for this show. I wish I had more I could say, but this was truly a comfort show when I desperately needed it so I am forever grateful that it existed.
Honorable Mention: Young & Hungry - another show that got us through that dark period, my dad actually really enjoyed this, despite seeming skeptical, and eventually started calling it the “Josh & Gaby Show” lmao Only thing is we never finished it together so oops. Not so much influential maybe but worth mentioning it felt like since it was underrated, got me thru a tough time, was hilarious and I loved that cast a lot. Emily Osment deserved to be the lead of her own show. Comedy queen.
The Ones That Brought Out the Fangirl In Me AKA The Teen Years:
The O.C/One Tree Hill/Gossip Girl/The Vampire Diaries: Another category where I’m just grouping them up together cuz ultimately it wasn’t about high art with these shows. They were the staple teen shows that everyone was watching and well, I was one of those people. lol It all started with The O.C. It was one of those ‘at the right time’ kinda things cuz I just went into the 6th grade when S1 started and it was such a big hit that everyone was always talking about it and there were even shirts involved (I never went that far lol) but this is where my need to explore YouTube came and then I was making fanvids. Gossip Girl is the one where I actually inserted myself into a fandom for the first time. My goodness the cringe that came with it but it gave me two of the longest online friendships I’ve ever had so I don’t regret it. (Shoutout to @backtothestart02 here as one of them) And well, three of these shows taught me the toxicity that can come from fandom. So I’ve been less vocal/more aware with other shows because of it. There’s problematic stuff in all of these but they were entertaining most of the time despite frustration (lol)
Honorable Mention: Teen Wolf - Had to mention this one cuz this was a show where I had a group of friends who all watched this together and we talked about it til the end (even when we weren’t happy with it lol) I was never really vocal in the fandom cuz by this point I was wary of them (fandoms I mean), but it was nice to share a show with people who felt similarly about it. As a show, I truly loved it up to 3B. Some of my favorite episodes were the ones that almost felt standalone-ish (3x06 AKA Motel California still remains my fave to this day) Lastly, it’s because of this show I was introduced to Dylan O’Brien who I always refer to as my ‘always & forever’ guy so yeah lol
Maybe Superhero Shows Are Worth Watching lol:
The Flash/Daredevil/Cloak & Dagger/Runaways: So I’m someone who growing up, beyond Spider-Man and Batman, never really jumped at superhero movies. I still don’t to an extent but I’m more willing to watch stuff now. I think because when it comes to TV, I’m willing to check out at least an ep. I got into The Flash because my friend Lauren was really into it (and still very much is now) and wanted me to check it out so I did. I sorta watched Arrow before it until a point so I’d seen Barry’s appearances on it and remembered thinking he was precious so I wasn’t surprised that I liked him as a main character. I do think these later seasons have lost some quality but I think the earlier ones were very solid and Grant is perfect in the role. Daredevil... R.I.P. That show was so high quality so the fact that Netflix cancelled it is just rude. Now... Cloak & Dagger has been one of those surprises for me cuz it was such a slow burn that when it really got going it left me wanting more. That S1 finale was so solid. Cannot wait for S2. Love the dynamic between Ty & Tandy. Now Runaways isn’t perfect but it’s my biggest fandom right now and I’m proud of that fact. It’s a show that highlights diversity with 4 PoC leads & 4 kickass ladies (Nico & Gert are my bb girls), healthy ships including an LGBTQ couple currently as the main one (tho it is Gertchase that owns my heart), and overall a pretty great cast that meshes well like the thrown together family they portray. It even got me back into writing fanfic again. A miracle tbh. lol
Overall Just Amazing:
This Is Us: I just think that this show pulled me in the second they revealed that first plot twist in the pilot. It surprised me and then they kept doing that a bit after. Now it’s more about how it has the ability to make me cry every ep and feel things. It doesn’t always touch me the same it did in that first season (it was an emotional year for me tbh) but it does have a class act cast who can always pull at my heart strings.
Boardwalk Empire: This technically could have went under something I sort of watched with my dad, but it is kinda a weird show to share I guess. We didn’t usually watch it together (saved some awkward convos sometimes lol) but always talked about each episode weekly and it was kinda fun cuz it was usually in-depth. My dad still quotes things from it to this day. He also once said that he considers S1 the best TV season he’s ever watched. I agree that it was great. For me, the first 3 seasons are solid while the last 2 felt different but still pretty good. There was such quality to it. Great acting headed by Steve Buscemi. What can I say? I have a thing for gangster stories. I could say more but I’ll stop. lol
Stranger Things: The show that really turned me into a binge-watcher. I had just gotten Netflix and what show did I decide to watch on my birthday? This show. I had seen things in the media about the kids from it and I was like, they’re adorable!! And ofc I got hooked when I actually watched the show. It just has everything in it that I like: mystery, thrills, humor, hint of romance, awesome acting, music moments, nostalgia. This was my obsession for a while until I got into some other things but if you don’t think I’m totally pumped for S3, then you best believe I’m watching it all in a day if I can. lol
Community: This is a show that reminded me how a show can think totally outside of the box and still have a lot of heart with its comedy. I love situations where a group of misfits come together and become a family. I love that this show celebrates being different. Troy Barnes remains one of my favorite TV characters ever (& omg his friendship with Abed is pure goals!!) and Donald Glover played him perfectly. And Alison Brie is just adorable as Annie. Love this group of weirdos. The quality was different after S3 but I still adore it.
Into the Badlands: Have to mention this show because what it has been doing action-wise is just incredible. The fighting sequences are out of this world. I’m always excited to see how they top it. Also, an Asian male lead? Go dude! The whole cast is wonderful and everything is just high quality, ok? Also, that cinematography!! Can’t believe it’s ending when it comes back. Sadness.
One Day at a Time: This is more of a recent discovery for me (had friends who watched it and knew it was good but only decided to check it out not too long ago) but it’s already made its impact on me. This show has so much heart to it. The writers put so much care into their work when they bring up these controversial issues in the episodes. All while being totally hilarious (but also trust me, I manage to cry at least 1 or twice an ep lol) A show centered on a Cuban family, plenty of good rep for LGBTQ/non-binary people while also handling things like depression/anxiety, addiction, immigration, etc. It’s definitely making its mark on TV. Also, Rita Moreno is a living legend who I adore. I love this cast so much.
12 Monkeys: I. loved. this. show! I still think it had the best series finale that I have seen in a while. It wrapped up things so well that I was smiling for a while after watching it. I couldn’t believe that of all shows this one gave me a happy ending. lol Casserole remains one of my all-time ships because they were truly epic and pulled at my heart strings so many times. Jennifer Goines was my queen. But seriously, a show about time travel that managed to make sense? So impressed. And the visuals? gahhh
Friday Night Lights: Last, but most definitely not least, this show is just up there as one of the all-time bests IDC. The fact that at first glance the show seems centered only about football and it got me to keep watching definitely says something. lol This show had so much heart, the cast was excellent, an ending that was pretty much perfect. Coach & Tami Taylor were relationship goals. Honestly one of the best portrayals of a married couple I’ve ever seen because they were very much a team (while yes there was the occasional bickering that you gotta love) and it just felt real, you know? Also, it’s a show that proved that you can come back from a sophomore slump (yeah S2 was the worst season) and continue to be great.I can’t decide if it’s my favorite show of all-time but it’s certainly one of the first ones to come to mind. So glad I decided to give it a chance.
There’s probably a couple other shows I could list here but some I haven’t finished yet and don’t feel ready to put them on here yet. This is just what I could come up with.
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35. there’s a first for everything
↳ prompt: the night we shared when i asked you to stay → delivery boy!jimin
pairing: park jimin | reader
genre: college au / fluff, romance
word count: 3,702
author’s note: most of this was written listening to taeyeon’s “something new” mini album, so feel free to listen to that while you read this (and when you aren’t because it’s lovely)! also, this was kind of messy but be kind since it’s been a while since i’ve written anything! <333
The way to Room 313 comes as second nature.
Each step and turn like a dance he’s memorized like the back of his hand. It has become so heavily embedded into his mind, he can practically visualize the décor and feel the dips before they can make him stumble. He has done this way too many fucking times, each moment somehow all culminating together in the back of his mind. But he has long since found the reason to stop caring, because every single step he takes is one distance short of being in your presence.
God, you. The tenant of 313. The very reason that keeps him coming every week. The same person who has almost always done everything in your power to keep him and whatever feelings blooming inside of him at bay in the worst possible ways. You’ve told him time and time again that relationships and attachments are foreign concepts to you, that being with anyone that isn’t yourself is fated to end in disaster, that there isn’t anyone in this goddamn world that can change that. But somehow, somewhere along the way, he fucked that up.
When you called Bangtan’s for delicious food and quick delivery, he’s sure that the last thing you expected was him. This isn’t to say that he’s some magical being with the ability to make anyone and everyone fall in love with him, because he is far from magical or being that lovable. It’s just him. He knows that he isn’t perfect. His friends tell him he is, but he doesn’t see it. He sees someone who does his best, even if it doesn’t feel like it; someone who cares with every ounce of his heart, even if can be a little too much at time; and right between the seams, someone who fears the unknown waters of love.
That’s how you two come together. The connection that entwines you both in this small, quaint tale of a delivery boy and a tenant that somehow spiraled out of the routine of just another come-and-go. Because love, for the both of you, is overrated and quite frightening. There’s a level of uncertainty that two self-sufficient people can’t seem to grapple with, especially with the unpredictability and irrationality of loving another person.
As someone who has only ever experienced love in occasional spurts, one of which took hold of him the greatest in his junior year of high school, Jimin remembers the sadness that came when he got stood up at Jack’s (only later to find out why he was stood up was over another boy from a different town who was better in ways that he simply couldn’t match up to). It felt surreal, disappointing indefinitely, and an epiphany struck him that he could’ve loved that girl as he trudged on home that day.
While you are someone who just doesn’t want to be in love. You don’t trust what it has to offer. In fact, you detest how blinding it is, how irrational it makes you, and how much power it entails to another person and their ability to hurt you. You experienced it twice before: first time through settling, and the second through misplaced trust. All before coming here for a fresh start, years before, but still there are still memories pressed deep within you, with reminders in the form of doubts and fears that perhaps forever is a trap and love is nothing more than a facade.
Still, equating that moment in his life to this current one is a far reach from being similar. After all, you’ve never stood him up. You never cheated on him. That was in the past. A set history that he has been trying not to let happen again.
Jimin shakes his head, trying to reassure himself that these moments with you are uncertain things, not set in stone.
When he gets closer to your corridor, he remembers how his knocks on your door with the food and a smile on his face, ready to greet you with the cheesy albeit mandatory, “Are you ready for Bangtan?” led to engaging you in some brief conversation at first. His consistency seemed to make it easier to open up. Falling in line with your range of who you can open up to being only a few-month-old tenant to the building for the school year. Your reason for the lack of desire in friendship: the notorious transfer student “Well, I’m going to pick up and leave in a few years anyway” mentality. Despite all initial doubts, he couldn’t shake his own urge to make getting to know you on these 20-minute deliveries his own personal goal. Especially after seeing you every Wednesday for more than a month straight.
Maybe you picked up on this inquisitive decision, and decided to humor him for the sake that he was your delivery person for a third of an hour. Or maybe you just couldn’t find it in yourself to reject that friendship that he was involuntarily offering. He still doesn’t know. And really? He doesn’t care either. What he does knows and what he has come to know is that with every step toward your door, with food in hand and his smile curled on his lips, Jimin can’t wait to see you today.
This is the first time you’ve called for him thrice in a week.
Usually you keep these interactions to at the very least once a week. Sometimes two if you’re feeling that generous. But it isn’t like he ever asked for your number. To him, that’s crossing a bridge like asking you out. And despite being somewhat confident that he isn’t the only one feeling something in these brief times together, he doesn’t want to push you and ruin such a good thing going on already. He knows he can’t keep blaming himself for what happened in the past, that you’re a completely different person to her, but he can’t stop the small bout of fear that wraps around his heart like a protective layer.
Apparently, that layer only seems to weaken when you answer the door with your smile in tow.
“Jimin! Long time no see, huh? I hope you haven’t missed me too much since we last saw each other.” You say this all with a smile before settling on his Bangtan hatless state with a raised eyebrow. “Is this a break in uniform protocol I see?”
He lets out a weak laugh. “Actually… you’re my last stop for the night. So, I figured the hat was unnecessary and still too ugly. But please don’t tell Hobi. He’d probably kill me if he heard that I was shit talking his prized hat choice, again.”
You snort, nodding in recollection to the last time Jimin and Hoseok bickered over the stupid hat. Jin joined in and made the entire situation worse over the phone. But you agreed with Jimin that a giant llama didn’t exactly scream Bangtan and that was all he needed to get them to shut up about the llama even if it meant they wouldn’t stop pestering about you as soon as he returned to the shop.
“The hat has its… qualities. It has character too. It’s kinda cute in that way,” you comment with a small pout. He knows you’re just trying to tease him, but it still works.
The sight makes him groan in mild frustration. “Who’s side are you on? Now you’re starting to sound like Hobi and Jin.”
You shrug, shifting your weight to your foot closest to the doorframe. Somehow the hallway overhead lights illuminates your features in just the right way, revealing the glint of jovial mischief swimming in your eyes. “Perhaps they had some decent points… the llama is the attention grabber, after all.”
“Quit teasing,” he says with a scrunch of his nose. What was he worrying about again? He can’t seem to remember right now. It feels like those small anxieties become nothing more than a small voice in the background of his mind.
Only dissipating further when you giggle in response. Holding up your hands in surrender, you say, “You got me there. S’okay, Min. You’re the real attention grabber here.”
“Yeah?” He perks up involuntarily, earning another small chime of bells from you. He blinks. “What?”
“You’re just adorable.”
“How so?” He tilts his head to the side, unable to fight the grin curling on his face.
“You’re the first person I’ve met that actually wants to beat out a llama.” You watch as he shifts the bag of food you ordered to his other hand. “And the only delivery boy that doesn’t judge me for ordering out every week.”
“What can I say? You’re Bangtan’s best customer. Who am I to judge?”
“Good, because my cooking ineptitude needs to benefit me somehow.” When he laughs, you crack a smile and step aside. “Come in won’t you?”
He slowly stops laughing and blinks. He suddenly becomes aware of how new this all is for him and you from the apparent flush tinging your cheeks. “Is that alright?”
“I—I wouldn’t have asked if it wasn’t,” you try to tell him nonchalantly, but he can’t even pretend that he didn’t see you just stumble over one of your shoes just now. He’s about to ask you if you’re alright, but you beat him with another question. “You said this was your last stop for the night, right? Would you like to stay for dinner?”
He manages a nod to your first question, only stopping when he hears the second one faintly to the loud beating in his chest. This is definitely new territory. It’s so new that he isn’t even sure how to comprehend his next course of action, because without a second thought, he’s telling you ‘okay,’ and letting you lead him inside toward the kitchen.
Jimin has never seen the inside of your apartment before. Save for the view from the doorway, but what greets him at his usual vantage point is a small tile floor to store your shoes, a side table leaned against the adjacent wall, and a hallway that leads to the kitchen, living room, and dining room hybrid area. The walls are all the standard white expected from the university apartments, littered with a few framed photos of you and who can assume are your family and friends from your hometown.
You’re neat, too. Your shoes are lined altogether in rows by the doorway, the keys on the doorside table are contained in a ceramic bowl with a blue stripe going all around it, and even your living area is in order without too many books crowding the far left corner of the black two-row shelf. Despite how crowded with schoolwork the coffee table is, it isn’t scattered beside your laptop. They’re simply stacked into one pile with your pens and pencils for note-taking.
“It’s a little messy,” you say with a sheepish exhale. “Sorry about that.”
He looks at you incredulously. Because this a far cry from messy. “If you ever want to see messy, you should see my place. I’m kinda jealous. I have two other pigs for roommates, so living alone must be nice.”
The counter that leads into the kitchen is sparse if not for the bananas and oranges tucked at the corner of it. There are stools positioned in front, two of them beckoning you two forth, so he sets the food there just as you direct him to. He also takes a seat, watching as you go to your fridge in search of beverages.
Glancing at him from the open doors, you ask, “Bottled water’s good, right? Or, well, I have Coke too.”
He nods, “Coke’s good.” He immediately stands and goes to help you when he realizes that you aren’t a two-trip person. Your attempt to make it with bottled water in hand, the liter of soda, and a cup could lead to disaster, so he makes use of his nerves by pouring his own soda and laughing at you.
“I could’ve made it! I was only sort of tipping.” It’s a weak defense, but he can see your embarrassment and he simply shakes his head.
“Sure, if you say so. I don’t mind helping anyway. I’m equipped for kitchen aid, y’know.”
“Yeah, I know,” you say as you open the water. “But you do enough for me already. I wanted this to be a thank you.”
“I’m just doing my job,” he says, flushing once again. He uses the excuse to put away the soda to avoid letting you see his face, but he can’t seem to stop staring at the sight before him. “Y/N, is your fridge always this empty?”
“Er, maybe?” When he glances at you, he can see you already standing and going over to close the door. “I just haven’t gone to get groceries in a while.”
“A long while, apparently.” He looks at the closed door and back at you with raised eyebrows. “You should take care of yourself too…”
“I—I know. It’s been a busy couple of week with school and work picking up.” He gets it. The end of the quarter is always the hardest. With only ten weeks of classes, the important stuff builds up and gets overwhelming if you let the workload wash over you. And it’s even more harrowing knowing how hardworking you are with your assignments and projects, because you don’t half-ass any of it, not even when your body craves rest and nourishment, you simply work your way around those things with caffeine and take-out.
He tuts you still. Shaking his head when he remembers the bareness of the shelves and replies, “Well, it’s almost over, and I know you got through those two research papers already. No excuses this time.”
Despite the roll of your eyes, which he knows is nothing more than your way of expressing how right he is, you tell him you will. “Thank you,” you also say as you two make your way back to the seats.
“It’s really not a problem,” he reassures you, taking the initiative to take the extra paper plates out of the bag. You ordered your usual: the House Special chow mein and a side of still fresh sweet and sour pork with the sauce on the side. But he realizes that the amount is a size larger than your normal when you spoon enough noodles on your plate and his own. His eyes narrow slightly and he asks, “You planned this huh?”
Jimin tells you he doesn’t mind that you did this for him at all. Actually he’s glad you did.
“Why?” you ask him, slurping the noodles as he begins to talk.
“I mean I’ve really enjoyed getting to know you these past few weeks. It’s kind of been the highlight of my shifts, well, of my Wednesday shifts. But still, it’s nice. I like this. I like you...”
You stop to wipe your mouth and look at him with wide eyes. It seems he has finally (well, sort of) addressed the giant elephant in the room.
“You do? I mean you like me?”
Putting his fork down, he nods. He decides that he should just be honest. If he really wants to know if you feel the same way, then he has to take a risk and just tell you how he feels first.
“I mean I thought I was pretty obvious about it…” he points out shyly. “It’s not every shift that I talk to just anyone the way I can with you. I don’t know if I’ve been reading into things, but I just feel like I can connect with you. You have this quality that I can’t stop thinking of. It’s nice. And, if you feel the same, that I’m not the only one feeling this way, then I’d like to see where this goes. Not have sex or anything but just talking, getting to know one another more, and maybe going out on an actual date… or something.”
He didn’t realize how much you were staring until he found his eyes wandering right back to yours. He sees relief, happiness, and… tenderness. It relieves him even when you don’t respond right away.
“I really don’t want to be that person who just says ‘same here!’ or ‘me too!’ but that’s how I feel, too. I dunno. I didn’t expect to get to know you like this or at all, really. No hard feelings. You know how my mindset was since coming here.”
“Was?” When you look away, he looks at the bananas and oranges.
From the corner of his eye, he can see you nod with a small smile. “Yeah, was. You kinda fucked up that ‘I’m not gonna get close to anyone’ thing. I mean ‘close’ close. Like this. I didn’t intend for this to happen. But it did. And as much as I’ve said that I wouldn’t be okay with it, I am. I mean I’m scared shitless of what might happen… but I’m willing to see what will happen this time. With you. If… that’s alright. I mean you just said you’d go out with me and all that, but even I’m still not sure of anything, really.”
There’s a long pause before you two meet eyes and laughter fills the still air.
“God,” you say with a hard exhale. “When did we become such shy little shits like this?”
He shakes his head, feeling the smile the laughter has elicited lingering on his lips. Even with all the uncertainty in the air, he still feels lighter in the chest. “I have no clue. I guess I fucked up your ‘no attachments’ thing, huh?”
“And I fucked up your ‘no relationships’ thing, right?”
“I mean I don’t mind. Whatever this is feels right. Whatever it becomes, I think it’ll be right too.”
Your lips twitch into a small smile, and he receives a nod in response. “I think so too, Jimin. I like it. I like you, by the way.”
“I know. Well, I had a feeling,” he admits a little sheepishly. “I mean I thought it was safe to assume that you didn’t treat just anyone the way you’ve treated me lately.”
“You’re right, this isn’t. I mean maybe at first but vibing with you over dance and music changed a lot of things. At some point, you weren’t delivery boy anymore, and at that point, I didn’t want you to be just that either.”
“I… I’m glad. Thank you.”
“For what?” You tilt your head in confusion.
“For humoring me, I guess. Letting me get to know you. And for this.”
“I’ve been meaning to thank you somehow. And yet here you are thanking me for thanking you.”
There’s another opportunity for the two of you to laugh until the aroma of the House Special reminds you both to eat once again. It proceeds without silence, though you both nod at one another like profusely thanking one another is some kind of commonplace exchange for you two.
More conversation and laughter seem to waft the little island as the two of you find more things to talk about until the clock strikes well past midnight. It isn’t like either of you want to move from your spots, but Jimin refuses to let your food go soggy now that a substantial amount has passed and with a decent amount of leftovers even from both of your attempts to eat it all. You take care of his cup by putting it in the sink, watching as he carefully places the bag onto one of the shelves.
With you leaning there behind him, he can’t help but turn as the door shuts and look back. He wonders if he should ask you out now or wait until the next time he sees you. Or, he considers the fact that he should ask for your number now and ask you out tomorrow. Or do both.
“Maybe you should stay over tonight.”
He blinks, thoughts now going silent as he looks at your visage. “What?”
“I mean it’s pretty late and I don’t want anything to happen to you if you’re driving… and I… I don’t really know. I’m kind of going by impulse right now. We don’t have to do anything but sleep and talk, too. I just don’t really want this to be over yet, if that makes sense.”
“I’ve never done this before, but there’s a first for everything right?”
“Is that a yes?”
“Yeah, why not?” he says, smiling.
“Then you can tell me what you were thinking so hard about just now.” Before he can ask about a very important issue, you add, “And don’t worry about a toothbrush, I definitely have extras.”
(What happens after is simple. The two of you talk until the peak of dawn arrives, where limbs become entangled and breathing syncs, and Jimin awakes to you beside him, looking adorable with strands of loose hair clinging to the sides of your face and mouth ajar with soft breathes heaving your chest up and down. He really doesn’t know what will happen today or the day after and certainly not in a few weeks from now, but he likes the idea of the present, of the now you’re both in. And, he can’t wait to see what that will bring. Especially now that he has your number and a yes to that future date.
And Jimin’s first course of action besides brushing his teeth, of course, is sifting through your cabinets for some flour. He has decided that your first date together can be breakfast in bed.)
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[SPOILER] My Thoughts on “Venom” Movie
So yesterday and today, I (finally!) watched the movie with my mom in flippin' 4DX (but with 2D graphic though). We never watched a movie in 4DX before, but I saved the moment and the money for this movie. ;)
Also, I repeatedly lost parts of my long review seven times. I was losing my patience, my memory, and my excitement each time I had to rewrite my review. So I decided to just make... commentary for my expectations and (stupid) wishes that I posted days ago.
n.b.: there will be so much spoilers after this (hence the title). You've been warned. Plus, there was two types of commentary here: the bold commentary (and most of "My Other Thoughts" part) is from my first watch, the italic is from my second watch.
My Expectation (what I think the movie would be/what would happen in it):
- I can see myself squealing like a fangirl at any random moment in the movie. Probably most of those moments are reference from the comic that I know. XD --> I was so noisy (my mouth almost never closed at the entire movie). I screamed or "aww"-ed like... every five minutes at the rarest? I was sitting on the farthest row from the screen and I saw almost everyone looked behind their chairs everytime I screamed. XD --> still screaming and "aww"-ing, except that no one cared about me. XD
- After I watch it, my thought might be ranging from “omg, I love the movie! I don’t care what they say, but this is the best movie ever!” to “I love the characters, I love the concept of this movie. But may I rewrite the story, please?”. --> it's in between? Like there's still something that should be fixed, but maybe not the story. Maybe it's just the pacing?--I said the pacing towards the end is too fast, my mom said the pacing at the beginning is too slow. Maybe one caused the other. But then we kinda agreed that the time from after Riot bonded with Carlton to the end of the final fight is too short compared to the other part of the movie. I think this could be fixed in some kind of novelization or... what people called for "comic version of novelization". I won't even complain if it will be a 1000 pages novel with story like this. :) --> apparently love comes from understanding and understanding comes from time; I totally forgot about those flaws after watching it for the second time and just took all the goods.
- I think the ending would determine whether I like the movie or not. I have a feeling there’s something great at the end, something… surprising. But if apparently not, my love to the movie (not the comic) might be gone. Also, I think the ending might be–no, must be based on “Planet of the Symbiotes”. --> apparently the ending is much happier than the comic, especially because Anne is not traumatized after biting a head off (at least not traumatized enough to kill herself).
- No matter how many times Venom said that it want to bite people’s head off, I highly doubt that we would see a “solid proof” that a head is actually being bitten off, even before it was announce as PG-13. What I think would happen is… something like this level of violence. We might see Venom opened their jaw, the victim and people around them freaking out, the victim’s body stop moving and thrown away, but… it might be just that. (I might called every “bite your head off” lines as BS) --> I slightly surprised that Venom bit a head on camera. No one's bleeding though. (also Venom is a big hungry boy in general, not because of lacking phenethylamine like in "Venom: The Hunger")
- I have a strong feeling that in the end (probably in the post-credit), Eddie would be thrown into jail (to the prison where he did an investigation that led him to Life Foundation) after all the damage he had done as Venom and he would meet Cletus. Begin the film in the prison, end it in the prison. --> yes, there was Cletus in the one of the post-credit scenes (mid-credit scene, to be exact). But Eddie was just interviewing him, actually (and that's the only scene that took place in San Quentin prison).
- I know that this is impossible, but why I still have a feeling that Spider-Man would appear in this movie, even though I don’t want it to happen? --> yes, he is in the post-credit scene (which is shockingly a clip from "Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse" and almost everyone in the theater were disappointed XD. Fun clip, though). --> my mom refused to wait until this post-credit scene. XD
- I have a feeling that the “Venom” name origin would be either so cheesy or the idea just came out of nowhere. --> it came out of nowhere. It's also the symbiote's individual name and it doesn't make sense to me (also Eddie didn't even question that?). Like if the symbiote is called "Venom", then both Eddie and Venom called themselves as "Venom", doesn't that mean Eddie is also a... symbiote? (this might be my brain farting, but still) --> maybe it's too confusing if the symbiote doesn't have an individual name and too risky to give him other name.
- Someone might be pulling my heartstring at the end. --> "Goodbye, Eddie." "VENOM, NO!" ...and there goes my heartstring.
n.b.: When they lowered the age rating, I tried to lower my expectation, just in case the movie is terrible. But the hype tho. --> I was spoiled from here and there (I was so bad at dodging it). Yet the movie is still so fun to watch that we both agreed to watch it again on the next day. XD --> ...and somehow the movie became much better after the second watch (it's like from 80-85% good to 100%). XD
My Wish (what I want from the movie):
- A flair of chocolate in Venom and Eddie relationship (this version of Venom symbiote needs chocolate real bad). --> not much as I want (just a barely mention), but it's better than none. Plus, me and Venom have a common ground now: Tater tots. --> I might be up to tater tots dipped in chocolate sauce. :d
- At least one soundtrack that I like because it is actually good, NOT because I like the movie it comes from. --> at the early part of the movie, there was "Eddie's Blues" that makes me think this movie will be different than other comic book movies nowaday. I feel like it has that mystery, private-eye movie vibe in it. (somehow it makes me think of "The Wolf Among Us"?) --> "You Belong to Us" is pretty good too. Its happy, slightly jumpy tune became a great refreshment after those tense, ominous, dark music.
- A touching interaction between Venom and the civilian (especially kids and/or women –> maybe with Mrs. Chen? She seems like a lovable side character) --> I don't think there's any (I didn't count Eddie as "civilian" in this case). Yet speaking of kids, the interaction between Carlton and the kids at the beginning made me forget that he's the antagonist :3. Also Maria wrenched my heart. )": --> Eddie is so nice to every woman.
- Please, for the love of God, just for once, let me love the protagonist more than the antagonist. --> I guess I did it? I like how Carlton's "persuasions" made me almost don't believe that he's the villain (especially in his conversation with Isaac), but every time he said "open", it broke that impression. Guess I still love Eddie-Venom duo more.
- This seems almost impossible, but somehow I want at least one song that Venom sang in the comic be featured in the movie? Or maybe a tiny scene with “I Left My Heart in San Francisco” in it? --> no, there was none. --> "I move to San Francisco for you. You are my home." Well, still sounds like "I Left My Heart in San Francisco" life to me.
- It might sounds odd and cringey, but guys, there’s a rapper in the movie. Are you seriously not letting him rap even just for the credit? --> same as above.
My Other Thoughts:
- at the entire movie, my sitting position was either way too near to the edge until my mom held me back (afraid that I'm gonna fall off XD) or pressing my back to chair way too hard and I still wished I could press it even further (omg that Riot jumpscare... my poor heart... DX). Also I raised my feet so many times because the wind effect kept hitting my feet each time someone shot or kicked other's legs.
- dear symbiotes, why did you have to land in Malaysia? Dear female EMT whoever-you-are, why did you speak in Melayu? Why this movie is already so relatable in first two minutes?
- what happpen to Yellow (I assume that's its name since the other symbiote is called as "Blue"?) and the rabbit's fate? Did I miss something?
- it might be just me, but something in Carlton's appearance or face makes him seems like a nice person who can't do "angry/pissed off villain" expression. Like he's almost as innocent and curious as the kids that he interacted with. At least until he started to kill people.
- some of the 4DX effects for this movie are not necessary IMO. My chair was vibrating when Anne hit Eddie with a pillow, and I was sprayed (like a big spray) when Eddie picked a lobster and ate it (and it scared me. Twice).
- Idk if it's because of the 4DX effects, but the street chase is so awesome ("It's incredible," said Carlton Drake--seriously, he did say that himself after that scene XD). Also, this is the scene when I slowly leaned to my mom and whispered, "Let's watch this movie again." ;). This is also the point when I felt that this movie is so impossible to be hated.
- although people said that this movie sucks, I think we all still agree that the scene where Venom called Eddie "pussy" because he didn't jump off the building and took the elevator instead is funny/amusing (even though I'm also scared of height and would do the same XD. But seriously, I would rather be called "pussy" and lost my dignity than hyperventilating or getting heart attack and lost my life). --> also the scene when Anne demanded Eddie to go to hospital made the entire theater giggles at the least.
- omg, Venom likes Anne! Venom literally said he likes Anne! Omg, I don't think this OT3 even existed in the comic. :O
- I was about to ask how Riot's journey from Sibu to San Francisco is even possible, but somehow after the second watch I just don't want to ask it? XD
- the moment Venom was separated from Eddie, I immediately thought of "Planet of the Symbiotes" comic and I... gdi, Eddie. :"(
- I was expecting Venom bonded with Mr. Belvedere for some reasons. But of course, Venom is a dog perso--I mean, dog... symbiote?
- am I the only one who see the "making out" scene as an OT3 kiss, instead of just OTP kiss? Like both Eddie and Anne were actually kissing Venom, then Venom was like, "Okay, I had enough. I'll let you both have your moment alone now while I move to my favorite host." XD
- Venom being protective to Anne even when Eddie disagreed with him? Y'all, in Venom: Sinner Takes All, Venom protected Anne only when Eddie ordered him to. But this? What the duck is this movie trying to suggest us?
- "You belong to us, Anne." *me biting my bag, trying to hold back the squeal* oh my God, Venom told her to join the OT3! Three's a family! I can't--oh God. >O<
- I quoted what Venom says (and listed what Venom eats XD) at the scene after the street chase and at the ending, almost didn't lose a beat (because I watched the trailers too much XD).
- how could I didn't expect Stan Lee to be in this movie? (and of course Tom Hardy would pet a dog :3)
- the way Eddie taught Venom how to know the difference between good and bad people is somewhat cute (almost like teaching a kid >< And Venom later acted like a kid when he demanded Eddie apology for calling him "parasite").
- I told you that the movie would be good and enjoyable even without (directly interacting with) Spider-Man. I told you that despite the trailers being dark and edgy, the movie has its own "unexpected cuteness". :)
- when can I buy the DVD or Blu-ray for this movie?
- outside me liking the movie, I watched the movie twice because I was kinda hoping that by buying more tickets would help the possibility of the sequel becomes higher. And honestly, this is the first time I watched the same movie twice in the cinema.
- also I love how the fandom reacted to the movie (especially on Tumblr). You are the best! XD Keep it up, y'all! :D
I think that’s it for now. If there’s anything else that I remember, I would update this post. Maybe.
#Lida's rambling#Venom#Venom (2018)#Venom (movie)#spoilers#I took too much time than I needed for this that I haven't even sketched for day 6 Inktober#finally it's done though#at least for now
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✧･ﾟ:*SOFT BIAS TAG*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ
tagged by my lovely 3rd mom @channiechanchan <3
*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 1. Who is your bias?
uh ok mutuals don’t @ me pls hopefully they don’t even click the “keep reading” thing but it’s the rudest man in the world aka mr jeon hecking jungkook
*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 2. What made you notice them?
i first got into bts around i need u era and when i watched the dope video he was the first person i noticed!! dope era is one of my fav eras for him like everything about it??? his hair??? his outfit??? his voice??? so basically everything about him made me notice him
*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 3. What’s your favorite thing about them?
ok well for physical attributes i LOVE that cute lil mole he has under his bottom lip!! i also really like his hands and the way his eyes crinkle when he smiles or laughs IT’S ADORABLE!! i think his nose is really cute too i just want to boop it omg. personality wise? i think he’s really thoughtful and considerate!! and yall know i love a thoughtful and considerate man :) he’s also hilarious without even trying to be like he’s a legitimate dork and i love dorks he’s so lovable and talented and amazing OK JESS YOU SHOULD STOP NOW alsjdghla also his duality?? is super attractive ngl like his stage prescence is AMAZING but once he’s off the stage he is the cutest and sweetest person in the world uwu <3
*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 4. Who would initiate skinship more?
def me i crave skinship all the hecking time give me some of those hugs and cuddles
*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 5. Who would hog blankets more?
also me asljdghlasg i get cold so easily smh
*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 6. Who would be more clingy?
MOST CERTAINLY ME wait but i think he could be kinda clingy too?? idk he’s like a koala bear i can totally see him being whiny + clingy ugh CUTE
*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 7. Who would say ‘I love you’ first?
fuck um i think him?? i’m not very forward and i’m pretty shy so probably him!!
*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 8. Who would be more easily flustered?
mememe i blush SO EASILY it’s a problem
*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 9. What cuddling position would you two have?
wait the fuck alskjdhgla this tag thing is going to be the death of me OK WELL um backwards spoon??? if that makes any sense like we’d be facing each other and he’s taller than me so idk fuck soft alert fuck fuck fuck um i’d just bury my face in his chest yep ok that’s it i could go on but i won’t ALKJSHFLSKJDHFLKSJDFLS
*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 10. Which colors remind you of them and why?
red!! bright and fiery just like him <3
*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 12. Which season would you like to spend with them?
winter!! spring is my favorite season but winter is a very cozy season :) like i can just imagine spending christmas with him and drinking hot cocoa in front of the fireplace and talking about everything and nothing at the same time FCK WHY AM I SO SOFT
*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 13. Who would bake the cookies and who would steal the batter?
i love to bake!! so i would definitely be the one baking while he would steal the batter and now i’m thinking about this happening and i may or not be crying outside the hecking club ohmygod
*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 14. Which one of you would make bad puns and how would the other react?
i don’t pun and i don’t think he would either?? i think we’d just troll each other all the time to be hecking honest
*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 15. Who would want to adopt 50 dogs and cats?
both of us!! i love dogs and ohmygod i’m now remembering that thing where he went to the dog cafe with oof idk his name but the shinhwa member?? anyway he was on the floor with the dogs and it was so cute and soft IM SQUEALING
*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 16. Which one of you would nearly burn down the kitchen trying to microwave a pop tart and who would come to the rescue?
LMAO HE WOULD BURN THE KITCHEN DOWN!! ya girl is a Certified Chef so i’d come to the rescue and teach him how to microwave a pop tart the correct way (actually i’ve never had a pop tart before what am i saying)
*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 17. Who likes to lean over tall railings and who pulls them back?
oof i think the both of us like to lean over railings lmao so idk who would save us namjoon mayhaps
*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 18. What would watching a horror film with them be like?
i really like to torture myself so i watch horror movies all the time!! even though i can’t handle them!! i think he’s the type to love horror movies and not get scared at all so i’d probably be clinging onto him like The Coward I Am :) and he’d do something like cover my eyes with his hand when the really gory/scary parts would come on aslkjdghalj i am literally making myself soft i need to stop
*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 19. Who would be the cheesy flirt and who would be the smooth flirt?
what. alsjdghals ok i’d be the cheesy flirt and he’d be both the cheesy flirt and the smooth flirt alskjdghla ohmygod what is this question
*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 20. Who is more competitive?
oh definitely him alsjdghla i don’t have a single competitive bone in my body
*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 21. Who would have to be given constant reminders? (Remember to eat, don’t forget your keys, etc)
me!! i always do this with my friends so i’d probably do it with him as well? i’m not really a forgetful person (and i feel like he kinda is haha) so i’d remind him all the time!!
*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 22. Who sends memes and who sends cute ‘I miss you’ texts at 3am?
he probably sends the memes (i send the vines lmao) while we both send “i miss you” texts!! frick now i’m soft n uwu
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oh dilemma i want to tag my mutuals so i can read their responses but i don’t want them to read mine alksdgjhlasj acc they’re screaming as i’m typing this and i really don’t want to know what they’re talking about ok well i guess i gotta sacrifice my dignity and well me so tagging: @jisquish @strayboys @memelordfelix @taebinnies @straykidsthetype @frostii-dragons @3rxcha @presentstraykidsfan @bundlesandbeanies PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DON’T SAY ANYTHING AND FOCUS ON YOUR OWN UWU FEELINGS FOR YOUR BIASES OK
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The Long Game - Chapter 12: Old Wounds
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Chapter 12: Old Wounds
Hands.
Trini’s hands.
That’s the first thought that pops into Kim’s mind as she slowly gains consciousness. Trini’s hands are ever so slowly making their way down her abs. Fingers dancing along skin. Writing invisible promises of things to come. Things that have been, up until this point, lost within memories of better days.
“T?” Kim starts to push herself up, but is instantly met with one of Trini’s hands pushing her back down, pinning her to the mattress.
“Shhh,” Trini whispers into Kim’s ear in a deep, sultry tone that is nothing short of pornographic. “Just relax and enjoy, Princess.”
Trini sinks her teeth into Kim’s ear lobe, sending a distinct eclectic sets of chills down Kim’s spine. Then, in one fluid motion, she swings her leg over Kim’s hip, full on straddling the raven haired girl.
Kim gazed up at Trini and in that moment, her mind completely and utterly short circuits.
They had spent the better part of night, re-familiarizing themselves with each other. Re-learning a seemingly forgotten language of whimpers and moans, unlocked by an intricate series of secrets touches. Every brush of the lips. Every grip of fingertips. Every arch of the back. All safe and predictable.
But this…
This is something new.
Trini locks eyes with Kim as an almost predatory like smirk crawls across her lips. She runs her hands through her sleek, short locks and then down the silhouette of her naked body, calling extra attention to the exterior curves of her breasts. Fingers ever so gently grazing across her erect nipples. Teasing. Taunting.
Unable to control her urges, Kim goes to touch Trini, but Trini playfully swats her away. “Nuh-uh, Hart. No touching.”
“So you’re a top now?” Kim matches Trini’s smirk.
Trini doesn’t answer. Instead, she slowly rolls her hips into Kim’s core, drawing out the motion for as long as humanly possible. “Oh, I’m a lot of things.”
A deep, moan escapes Kim’s lips as her mind goes blank once again. She bucks her hips upwards, desperate for more friction, but the small latina holds back.
Trini lowers herself down on top of Kim and then inches her way upwards leaving a series of feather light kisses in her wake. She pauses for a moment at Kim’s perky breast and with a devilish grin slowly circles her tongue around one of Kim’s nipple.
“Fuck,” Kim whimpers followed by a string of incoherent words. Her senses are on overload. Every lick. Every touch. Every gnash of teeth. Each one firing off a new nerve, further fueling the ever growing urge of primal desires deep within Kim’s core. “Trini, I--”
“Close your eyes,” Trini purrs into Kim’s ear and without a moment’s hesitation, Kim willingly obeys.
Then, suddenly--
Trini’s fingers forcefully plunge straight into Kim’s dripping wet core. The singular action instantly ignites every ounce of Kim’s flesh with an intense sensation of pleasure that she has yet to ever experience before in her life. It raw and powerful and yet, somehow oddly comforting. As if being engulfed by an endless sea of passion.
Trini pumps her fingers at a rough, relentless pace as her thumb starts to draw quick circles over Kim’s clit. “Grita para mi, Princessa.”
“Oh god… Oh god… Oh god…” Kim flies towards the edge in total darkness, eyes still firmly closed. Her breath quicken and heart pounds against her ribcage. She wants to hold on. To make this sensation -- this moment -- last forever. But it’s of little use.
“FUCK!” Kim’s screams out as her body clenches down around Trini’s fingers. Wave after wave of pleasure induced spasms wash over her, as she’s slowly brought back down from the high until finally she’s left completely and utterly boneless.
Kim opens her eyes once again only to be met with the image of Trini licking clean her fingers. “Jesus, T.”
Trini hums in response as she nuzzles up against Kim’s body, fitting her head perfectly in the crux between Kim’s shoulder and jaw. “Eh, I could’ve done better. I’m a bit rusty.”
“That’s rusty?” Kim stares at Trini in slight disbelief. “Seriously?”
Trini’s signature cocky smirk emerges on her face as she sinks her teeth into her bottom lip. “Guessin’ you liked it?”
Kim answers with a quick but bruising kiss and then tucks a loose strand of hair behind Trini’s ear. “Yeah. I’m liking this Trini 2.0.”
“Good. Cause Kim 2.0 ain’t too bad either.”
A moment of stillness falls between the two of them and then--
“Don’t go.” Kim feels Trini releases a breath of air into the confines of Kim’s body and nuzzles even closer.
“With Jason?”
“Yeah. Tell him you changed your mind.”
“Trini…”
“I’m serious, Kim. I’ve got a bad feelin’ about it.”
Kim looks down at Trini while she ever so gently cards her fingers through Trini’s hair with her free hand. “It’s be okay. Promise.”
“Have Zack go. Instead of you.”
“Won’t work.”
“Sure it will. Jason just needs someone with him and Zack--”
“I need to go with him, T.”
Trini lets out a weighted sigh and chews on her bottom lip for a moment or two. “I know, it’s just…”
Kim doesn’t need Trini to finish her sentence to know what’s running through the smaller girl’s mind. She wraps her arm a little tighter around Trini and gives her a reassuring squeeze. “I’m not going anywhere.”
Trini’s hand trails up and grabs hold of the sabertooth tiger pendant around Kim’s neck. “Me either, Princess.”
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Two hours — and a few more intense rounds — later and Kim finds herself standing on Billy and Jason’s front lawn with Trini, Billy, and Jason, preparing to hit the road.
Kim had told Trini repeatedly that there was no need for her to even get up. That it would just be a quick trip into town and they’d be back within an hour tops. But Trini flat out refused to listen.
Trini had gotten up and dressed, alongside Kim, prolonging their time together with lingering touches and gentle kisses. Both continuing to crave for even more contact with each other, in order to combat the underlying fear that this could all be lost again in a heartbeat.
“Four plain glazed, three Boston creams, and three strawberry with sprinkles.” Kim shoots Trini a brief smile at these words. “Anything else?”
“Coffee.” Zack stumbles out of the front door and onto porch. He stretches his lengthy limbs and rubs the sleep out of his eyes. “Lots of coffee.”
“But I already made coffee,” Billy responds with a slightly quizzical tone to his voice.
“I know but it’s tradition. Sleepovers come with donuts and coffee. Can’t mess with tradition, man.”
Billy starts to open his mouth in protest, but Jason gently grabs hold of his arm, cutting him off. “We’ll get coffee too.”
“Yes!” Zack flashes a cheesy but lovable grin. He starts to pad back towards the front door but then suddenly stops before crossing over the threshold. “Oh and you guys should totally think about sound proofing. Or at least hook a bro up with ear plugs.”
“You heard us? That’s impossible. I sound proofed our bedroom three years ago with this state of the art material that’s only manufactured in Switzerland and--”
“Baby, he doesn’t mean us,” Jason interrupts Billy and then gives a slight nod of his head in Kim and Trini’s direction.
“Oh! Right. Yes. The guest bedroom isn’t sound proofed, but we can swap rooms if that works with you guys?” Billy looks at Kim and Trini who are both sporting matching hues of red and desperately avoiding eye contact with everyone.
“It’s okay,” Kim mumbles in a rushed exhale of breath.
“No. We’re good.” Trini follow up while glaring at Zack. Zack lets a brotherly laugh slip from his lips before disappearing once again back into the house.
“Ready to go?” Jason turns his attention back towards Kim and rubs the back of his neck, taking a brief moment to revel in the absolute ease of the action itself.
Kim gives a tiny nod in response. “Guess so.”
Jason plants a quick kiss on Billy’s cheek and then heads towards his truck in the driveway, leaving Billy, Trini, and Kim with one another.
“So the app--” Kim starts in, pulling her phone from the back pocket of her jeans.
“Works exactly how it did before. But in reverse. It’ll send us a live read of your GPS coordinates and alert us if there’s any change in behavior or abnormalities in the environment.” Billy takes Kim’s phone from her hands, taps the screen a few times, and hands it back to her. “Also, I added a panic button, just in case. Hit it and it will instantly send an alert to all of our phones.”
“He’s your mysterious source, isn’t he?” Trini raises an eyebrow at Kim.
“Maybe,” Kim sheepishly responds. She hastily shoves her phone back in her pocket, suddenly self conscious that Trini is within earshot of their conversation.
“That’s how you found me.” Trini lowers her eyes, purposely connecting them with Kim’s with a look of pure, non-judgemental understanding.
“Yeah.”
“I’ll glad you did.”
A bashful smile slowly crawls across Kim’s lips as Trini reaches up and caresses the side of her face. She leans in, and without a moment of hesitation, captures Trini into a brief but passionate kiss.
“Me too,” Kim whispers in response as she pulls away.
“Me three!” Billy chimes in, causes both Trini and Kim to instantaneously erupt in a burst of laughter.
BEEP.
The sound cuts through the moment like a hot knife and Kim is suddenly reminded of the task before her. She let’s out a weight sigh and then gives Trini a smile. “That’s my cue.”
“Please don’t do anything stupid. Okay, Princess?”
“Will do.”
Kim gives the small latina a firm hug for extra reassurance and then turns her attention back to Billy. “I’ll keep him safe.”
“I know you will.”
Billy hugs Kim and then, with another exhale of breath and a quick pass of her hands through her hair, heads towards Jason’s car.
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“There you are. I’ve been looking all over for you.”
Kimberly pops her head up from the safe confines of her knees and spots Jason making his way through the small opening underneath the bleachers. She instantly straightens herself up a bit and smooth out her outfit, trying to give the appearance that all it okay.
But it’s far from okay.
Nothing about Kimberly’s life at the moment is okay.
Sure, from first glance, everything appears to be falling perfectly into place. A wonderful girlfriend that she has no doubt will one day be her wife. An amazing core group of friends that would do anything for her. Even parents that are supportive without being too intrusive.
Quick glances, though, are always the best illusions when it comes to masking reality.
The reality is…
Kimberly’s entire life is simply one gigantic ticking time bomb, ready to explode at any given moment. And once it does, there’s no going back. Nothing will be left in the aftermath.
Kimberly will be completely and utterly alone.
Jason heads over to where Kimberly is sitting and plops himself down next to her. “Penny for your thoughts?”
“Just one of those days,” Kimberly quietly mumbles with a shaky exhale of breath.
“You’ve been having a lot of them lately.”
There’s a strangeness to Jason’s tone that sends a small sets of chills down Kimberly’s spine. As if he senses the shift in her and is gently prying to get to the root.
“Think we all have.” Kimberly shrugs not offering up any more than that. She can’t. Not with him.
A moment or two of suffocating silence falls between the two of them, then--
“Kimberly, what’s going on?”
The question is so simple, yet so complex.
Part of Kimberly wants so desperately to just break down and confess everything. Every last detail. Every last secret that she’s be forced to harbor from her best friend. But she can’t. At least not with the boy sitting beside her.
Jason won’t be able to help and that’s all he’s going to want to do. Once Kimberly pulls the curtain back and exposes the truth, there’ll be no stopping him. Jason will fight tooth and nail to find a way to fix the situation or to help her avoid the inenviable. Even if it means sacrificing himself in the process.
And that’s exactly why Kimberly has to lie. Lie to her very best friend, who’s been like a brother to her ever since that fateful night in the quarry.
“Nothing.”
“Kim…”
“Nothing’s going on, okay?” Kim quickly gets up on her feet and brushes off her clothes. “I’m fine.”
Jason follows suit, not willing to back down. “Fine? You and I both know that’s not true. Hell, even Trini’s--”
“Trini’s what?” The newly familiar surge of rage, plows through Kimberly’s veins at a lightning like speed. She feels her hands automatically curl up into fists, itching for a release.
Sensing the sudden change in Kimberly’ demeanor, Jason straightens himself up as well, almost semi-bracing for something uncharacteristic to happen. “She’s concerned, Kimberly.”
“Bullshit.”
Jason rubs the back of his neck, debating for a moment whether or not to continue. And then--
“She’s been scared to say anything to anyone in fear of what might happen. Or worse, what you might--”
CRACK.
Kimberly plows her fist directly into Jason’s jaw with a bone shattering force, instantly dropping him to his knees.
“Fuck! What the hell?” Jason spits out a mouthful of blood onto the ground and then looks up at Kimberly with a mixture of confusion and utter shock.
But Kimberly doesn’t respond. She can’t. Words are simply nowhere to be found.
All Kimberly can do is will her legs to move as fast as humanly possible out of there. Far, far away from Jason and the brutal realization that controlling what’s festering inside of her might just be impossible after all.
Kimberly might’ve already lost, before the battle even has begun.
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“So, we’re really going to do this?” Kim blurts out after riding in skin-crawling silence for a good five minutes.
“Do what?” Jason responds with an air of false obliviousness.
“Not talk.”
“We’re talking now.”
Kim lets out a heavy sigh in frustration. “You know what I mean.”
Another moment of silence falls between the two of them, then suddenly--
Jason pulls the car over onto the shoulder of the road and shifts it into park. “Kim--”
“Listen, I get it. I’m the last person on the face of the earth you want to deal with. Especially after everything that happened. But there just isn’t time. And we need to be 150% in sync with each other if we’re ever going to stand a chance to survive. I fucked up. I really did. But I’m here now and am trying. I really am. I want to fix this. Fix us.” Kim cuts Jason off with a rush of words. She can feel the tears starting to well up in the corners of her eyes but pushes them back down. It’s not the time to fully break down. Not now.
“I missed you.” The words are quiet but unmistakable. They hang between the two of them like an unspoken secret that’s finally coming to light.
And that’s all it takes. Kim feels the familiar hot sting of tears stream down her cheeks, like two unstoppable rivers. She chokes down a breath of air, trying to find the ability to form words, but it’s useless. Once the floodgates are open, there’s no turning back.
Suddenly, two strong arms encompass Kim’s body, pulling her into a warm and comforting hug. She sobs into the confines of Jason’s chest, allowing for almost a decade’s worth of emotions to come filling out.
“I’m… so… sorry…” Kim forces the words out in between sobs as Jason simply hold her and gently strokes her head.
“I know. I am too,” Jason softly responds. He wipes Kim’s tears away with a swipe of his thumbs and offers up a big brotherly smile. “I just wished you would’ve said something back then. At least explained what was going on. We could’ve helped.”
Kim calms down her sobs upon these words as a whole new emotion comes crashing down upon her.
Guilt.
“There’s nothing you could’ve done,” Kim wipes away the rest of her tears and continues to pull herself together.
“Well What about now? We could talk to Zordon and—“
“Jason…”
“I’m serious. I know there’s a big bad on the horizon and all, but doesn’t mean we should just up and ignore the fact that you’re still battling with the effects of being dosed.”
Dosed.
The word delivers another punch to Kim’s inner psyche. A rush of fear mixes in with the guilt as her heart rate quickens.
“Dosed?”
“Yeah. Billy used that word to describe it once. Or I guess you could call it cursed? Or maybe possessed?”
Kim gives a subtle nod as she tries to keep her ever growing nerve in check. “It’s more like the common cold. It’s always there, within me and most of the times it just lays dormant, but if left unchecked, it could…,” Kim trails off, not sure how to finish her sentence. In reality, she doesn’t know exactly what could happen if she fully gives in.
At least not yet.
Another moment of silence falls between the two of them, but unlike the one before, there’s a new, yet old, level of ease there. As if somehow time has been instantly reversed, erasing years upon years of built up animosity and anger.
Jason reaches over and places his hand on top of Kim’s and gives it a light, reassuring squeeze. “We’ll figure it out. Whatever it is. Okay? No more going at it alone.”
And all Kim can do is force a smile back at Jason. She knows any attempt to form words -- even if they’re arbitrary-- won’t be enough. Kim can feel cracks beginning to form all over the singular secret she’s managed to keep all of these year.
Jason starts back up the car and pulls onto the road, as Kim curls up into herself in the passenger seat. She stares out the window and mulls over a singular and sobering fact in her mind…
It’s only a matter of time until the full truth comes tumbling out.
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“Okay. This is not strange at all.” Jason pushes open the door of the Krispy Kreme with Kim following close behind, scanning the donut shop as he does.
There’s not a single soul in sight.
No customers. No pimple-clad employees lounging behind the counter. Not even the faint sound of motion coming from the back room.
It’s completely and utterly deserted.
Kim and Jason cautiously make their way into the shop and spread out in opposite directions, both on extra high alert. Kim heads over to a nearby table and takes note of the half eaten Boston cream just laying there, as if someone simply disappeared mid-bite.
“What the hell happened here?”
“Dunno,” Jason replies examining a still-steaming cup of coffee on another table. “We should let the others know asap, in case it’s a sign or--”
But Kim doesn’t hear the rest of Jason’s words.
She suddenly crumples to her knees as an invisible force begins to squeeze every single inch of her very being. Her skin ignites with an unrelenting series of pins and needles as her vision starts to blur around the edges.
“Kim!?” Jason screams out, leaping into action. He drop the coffee and races across the shop towards her, but Kim manages to raise her hand just before he reaches out to touch her.
“Don’t!” Kim wheezes out the word with as much force as she can humanly muster.
It’s an attack. That much she’s sure of. But everything else… Every painful sensation coursing through her body like red hot sparks, is completely unknown. It’s like nothing Kim’s ever experienced before.
It’s raw and all encompassing.
“Princess… Princess… Princess…” Kim chants under breath with a newfound level of desperation as her hands reach upwards, trying to make contact with the one thing in the world that can anchor her. The one thing that is hers and hers alone.
But just as Kim fingertips graze the outer edge of the sabertooth tiger pendant, a second wave, more forceful wave of pressure crushes down upon her.
“Ahhhhhh!” Kim collapses onto the cold, harsh tile as her hands grips the sides of her head in a feeble attempt to relieve the pain. But it’s of little use. It’s everywhere.
As the inevitable blackness seeps in, Kim uses her last ounce of strength left to lock eyes with Jason, who’s helpless looking on, and mouths the words “I’m sorry”.
And then, the world for Kim fades away into absolute nothingness.
#trimberly#trini x kimberly#trini#kimberly hart#cranscott#billy cranston#jason scott#zack taylor#power rangers#power rangers 2017#ao3#fanfic
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I guessed wrong;
staceyiscold requested:
Hi could I have an imagine please?? Where the reader and either Monty or zach are secret cuddle buddies (like friends with benefits but for cuddles) and the boy develops feelings and avoids the reader so she confront him at school in front of his friends who don’t even know they talk and then it ends kinda fluffy kinda sexy? Not smut just not too cheesy! Thanks!!
author’s note: Sorry this is kinda late? i was quite out of it and i really need to sleep now but i hope this is any good!! aaaaa I don’t know how sexy I could turn this into?? I hope my ~sadness~ didn’t get much in the way (mainly i hope i didn’t disappoint hahahahaahkjasjd) i hope you enjoy it! hope i didn’t mess anything up!!!! it’s also quite long but i feel like i tried to shorten it up a bit. a mess. i apologize. /also i was the only one to read it so if any english mistakes,, again,, i apologize/
I entered the school, trying to keep my small self-cheering to myself and walking with a teeny smile on my face. I greeted the kids I know, some greeted me back some just nodded at my existence, but none of that really bothered me. No, nothing could possibly bother me lately.
I was happy, is it too cheesy to say that?
Recently it is felt as if teenagers can’t feel happy, only stress and worry on their minds. Occasionally depressed, but it is the youth, mood swings are totally acceptable, which is how adults completely ignore any kind of scream of help coming from their children. With all the pressure coming at us, whether it’s socially with all the high standards or it’s school, which has really not any kind of low standards and you have to want, not need, but want to achieve a full score on anything.
But out of all the odds, I was happy. After everything that has been going on, being a little selfish and having a dot of happiness is what I deserve.
I went on and passed down the halls, getting to my locker and opening it. I felt a presence behind me but I brushed it off since tons of kids are walking there, but turned around when someone coughed and touched my shoulder to get my attention.
Turning around, I saw Zach standing in front of me. Although I was delighted, I was also quite of confused, looking around if any of the jocks are watching. “I told them I needed the math homework.” He said when he noticed me furrowing my eyebrows and looking for certain people. Mouthing a slight ‘Oh’ I chuckle and turn back to take the books I needed for my first period.
“So what is it you need Dempsey? I assume it’s not math homework.” Looking to the side he was already leaning towards the closest locker and rolled his eyes. I closed my locker and waited for his answer, arching my eyebrow quite cockily at him.
“I had a great time last night.” He smiled genuinely at me and I felt a blush creeping on my cheeks, remembering the events of the previous night. It wasn’t even anything too serious, we were just hanging out at my place and cuddling, enjoying each other’s company. Basically just being there for each other. It wasn’t the first time it happened, and we had a rule though, we keep it in the friends category, but that was really hard since I couldn’t handle but developing feelings for that lovable boy.
“So what do you want to do?” I asked him as I poured a glass of water for the both of us, he sighed and just shrugged.
“I’m pretty tired, all I want to do is cuddle, maybe vent, watch a movie.” He offered and moved his head to the sides with each choice making me giggle. “That’s a lot of choices.” I took a sip and he stick his tongue out, standing up and going to my room.
It wasn’t the first time he was here, nor the second, so he was aware of his surroundings and felt really comfortable in my house. No one knew this was happening though, it was our little secret, and nothing was happening. I mean, nothing like any other high school rumor, because when a boy visits a girl’s home, the first thing that pops into their head is sex.
But it wasn’t about sex, it was about keeping company to each other when we needed it. Zach wouldn’t admit it, but he was lonely, and he needed someone to be there for him. Gladly I obligated to the request, since I was pretty lonely myself. It was a great match, both of us understanding each other’s needs and respecting them, also having not little things in common made it even better.
Putting the glass of water down, I made my way to my room. I saw him already lying on my bed, hand behind his head and his snapback gently on his head, blocking everything. He wasn’t aware of anything so I took it to my advantage and jumped on him, making him grunt and for his hat fall quickly off. He held me tightly as he moved my body off him, to lying next to him.
Opening one eye towards me I let out a laughter, making him giggle himself and eventually ending it with us bursting into a fit of laughter. Calming down, he pulled me closer to him, letting me rest my head on his chest and wrap myself around his body, relaxing.
This was how the rest of the day went, how mostly all of days went, occasionally we would do something else like go for a ride, watch something. But this is what we basically did, cuddle, talk and laugh about it all. The fact that he didn’t want anything else, nothing sexual or temporary, made me adore him even more.
“Yeah, I did too.” I smiled at him. Immediately after he got called by his friends, yelling from across the hall what is taking him so long to take the math homework from some kid.
“I’ll see you tonight.” Was all he said until he ran off. “Yeah, O-Okay.” The words came out of my mouth loudly than I expected, realizing I said that to absolutely no one and catching some glances at me.
Zach’s pov:
Walking quickly towards my friends, I could see the suspicious faces all over them, Justin being the only one who was willing to say something about the scenario that happened not far from them. “What took you so long?” He pointed his head towards Y/N who was walking away from our sight.
“She said she forgot the exact pages so I waited until she found them.”
“Nah I’m sure he’s nailing her.” Monty said nudging Justin to his right, making me grunt and stare at him annoyingly the moment he opened his mouth.
“Or maybe he just thought of doing it. I mean, did you see how happy little Zachary was?” Bryce said in a mocking tone from behind and made weird hand gestures towards my face, making me slap his hands away and snort at him.
“You guys are delusional.” I was about to mention that we had to get to class until Monty spoke up again, saying something about the fact that if I wasn’t going to do something with her, then nothing is stopping him.
I couldn’t not get angry, but I also couldn’t confront Monty. He definitely could go and ask her out, does that mean it didn’t bother me? It absolutely did. But what exactly could I do?
“Whatever, as if she’ll want you anyway.” Justin said and slapped the back of Monty’s head. While he was looking like a confused kicked puppy, Justin bit his lip, holding back a laughter and looked at me.
“You coming today bro?” Shit.
“Uh, I don’t think so. Lots of homework.” That wouldn’t work, he knew it damn well but there was nothing else he could use as an excuse that wouldn’t point to the actual place he was going.
“Are you—Is he for real right now?” Justin looked to his left where Marcus was standing, laughing a bit and pushing me backwards. “Who is it you’re with man? Is it that Y/N girl?” He smirked, knowing that he was onto something and let out a tiny whistle. “It tota-“
“I’m coming.”
“Oh, but you sa-“
“I’m coming.” I said sternly and left as quickly as I could before I would’ve punched either one of them, I knew they’d calm down and forget about it all, but it pissed me off. Was I hiding any kind of feelings towards Y/N? Maybe, but I couldn’t do anything about it, only try to end it.
And that’s what I did.
Your Pov:
It was already 9 p.m. as I was still waiting for Zach to come, or even text. Rolling over my bed to grab my phone I noticed no notifications, no sign of him being either dead or alive, or on the way. Deciding it was too much, I took the matter to my hands.
‘I guess you’re not coming.’
Was all I could type, thinking for some amount of time before even sending it, waiting anxiously for a reply from him.
Seventeen minutes. That’s how long it took him to reply, and how long it took me to stare at the screen and wait for the dots to pop up.
‘You guessed right.’
I couldn’t form the right words to answer, I couldn’t even think. I was so pathetically hurt, only one message could affect me like that. Maybe he was in a bad mood? Maybe something happened?
Or maybe he just got tired of how annoying I was? This is an endless cycle and I just wanted to take the lamp next to me and smash it on his head. How dumb I was to think something could happen between me and Zach Dempsey? I mean, he even kept it as a secret. I turned the phone off and threw it to the ground.
It was just me and my soon-to-be-wet-by-my-tears pillow tonight.
Three days has passed, and I heard nothing from him. Not a text, call, or even slight sneak out at school. Hell, he didn’t even look at me when I passed next to him down the hall. He’s playing it all by his own rules, well, I’m tired of it. I was hurt and obsessing over it didn’t make it any better, I had to know what was his deal or at least let him have some of my opinion on his childish behavior.
I spotted him, Justin and Monty in the hall and sped over there, not letting myself stop for a second and think about was about to happen, no stressing over it, just going over there and telling him a piece of my mind. Was I going to embarrass myself? Shut up.
I was right behind him and took him by the shoulder, turning him around. He was in the middle of a conversation, an entertaining one probably since he was laughing. But the moment he saw who stopped him in the middle of the hall, he wasn’t even smiling.
“What is your fucking deal?” I raised my voice. His immediate reaction was looking around to see if someone was bothered by any of it, which made me even more angry.
“Calm down, you’re ma-“
“Making a scene? Do you really think I care?” He sighed, I turned my gaze slightly and saw Justin smirking, turning my gaze to Zach who showed absolutely no emotion. I hated this, the fact that he wasn’t even able to act like himself, the fact that he doesn’t care, maybe he never did.
“Listen, I don’t know what your problem is, I can’t pretend I don’t care, but fuck.” I let out a sigh and a tired laugh. “You can’t treat me like that.” I stood up straight and pointed at everyone, especially Monty and Justin, “I don’t give a slight fuck if they know or not. The last thing I am going to do to myself is let someone act like a douche to me.” I was about to turn away when I knew I had just something more to say. “I thought you were different, I guessed that you were, I assume I guessed wrong.”
Immediately, I walked out of school. Not caring about anything, not any class or any social event, only thinking about going back home and zoning out for the rest of the day, secretly wanting for the rest of my life.
It was 7 p.m. when I heard my phone blowing up without stopping. Grabbing it, I was quite surprised to see that it was blowing up because of Zach.
Endless missed calls and messages, all along the lines of ‘Please answer me’ or ‘Meet me’. Sighing and getting up, wiping off any tears that have dried on my cheeks and rubbing my eyes, texting him to come over since I had no power or the will to walk outside and meet him.
In a matter of fifteen minutes he was already knocking on my door. Of course I wasn’t the one to open the door for him, my mother let him into the house and he entered the room as fast as he could, only noticing me lying on the bed.
“Hey.” He softly said, as if that move could make him right this moment forgiven, knowing inside that it almost did, I hated myself for it. When he saw me getting up and sitting on the bed, still not responding, he sat next to me and started throwing up words that were supposed to be in English.
“To understand you I need you to talk in a language I know.” You could hear the breath that hitched in this throat and he coughed softly, sighing and standing up.
“I’m sorry.” Was the first thing he said. Still not being able to look him in the eyes, I let him continue. “I was so scared to get emotionally attached to someone, that the first thing that popped into my mind the moment someone else noticed it was happening, was to let go.” That was when I looked at him, heartbroken.
“I am a coward, I know-“
“You aren’t.”
“Please let me finish Y/N.” He took place next to me again and I turned to look at his face, observing any of his facial expressions.
“I know I am. The moment Hannah,” He choked this one out and I rest my hand on his shoulder and scooted over next to him. “I didn’t know what to do, I hate being lonely but I can’t handle any type of closeness. You were the person I wanted to honestly never let go, but,” His eyes were watery a bit and I wiped any tear that was trying to escape his eyes as he let out a sad, tired laugh. “I was too scared to know that I might lose you to them, or any other legitimate reason that might lead to you leaving.”
All I could do was look into his eyes and sigh, letting my head fall on his shoulder and staying like that for a bit. Raising my head up and resting my chin on his shoulder, I let out a small whisper, “I don’t intend on leaving, but I can’t force you to let me in as well.” Straightening up he looked at me and I smiled weakly at him. “I want to.” He whispered back and put his hand on my neck, stroking my jaw with his thumb. “You don’t understand how much.” My hand following closely and holding his hand right where it was.
“Then do it.” It was all it took for him, the moment those words slipped my mouth, he let himself act before he could think about it, and his lips were resting gently on my own. Kissing him back with so much mixed emotions that were battling inside me, my hand moved to his neck while the other steadied my body on his chest, slightly tugging on his shirt.
When we stopped, both of us panting a bit, I couldn’t help but let out a laugh, an action that made him feel a bit confused. Looking back at him, I got closer and looked into his eyes, never wanting anything to break my glance from this, “I don’t want you pulling a stunt like that ever again, Dempsey.” I whispered near his lips, letting my glance travel there, seeing his lips forming into a smile.
“Yes ma’am.” He chuckled and grabbed my figure gently on his own, letting me straddle him and leaving his hands that were grabbing softly my hips right where they are. “I don’t think I’m ever letting you go.”
“I don’t think I ever want to leave.” I closed my eyes, feeling like I was in a dream I don’t ever want to wake up from. He kissed me again, and again and again, like he could read my mind and assure me that I was not dreaming. Smiling, I couldn’t help but to think how happy I was, how happy I am and how happy I hopefully continue to be, how much I want to make him happy as well.
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Goblin: Episodes 13-16 (Final Thoughts)
I cried so much, my eyes and lips are dry and I’m cradling a thermos of water now as I write this. Having heard about the postponement of episode 14 for this week in exchange for a “special” episode, I decided to wait and binge watch 13-16 all at once, which turned out to be both blessing and bane. I gotta tell ya, when it rains on “Goblin”, it bloody hell pours.
I don’t know, guys. I may be reaching, but me thinks the universe has it in for Kim Shin/Goblin.
Loses his family and mortality for disobeying a foolish boy-king’s jealous commands.
Gets sword shoved through his chest cavity. Rots in pretty field for decades. Alone.
Wakes up as the Goblin and is tasked with being a guardian spirit. Spends 900+ years wandering the earth. Alone.
Finally finds his bride only to lose her--ironically in a bid to keep her alive. Instead of dying, a creature of fire gets banished to a spiritual Siberia where chapstick doesn’t exist while said bride goes on her miserable way with no memory of their love. Spends nine years alone.
Finds his way back via a (strange) loophole, reunites with bride and then loses her again when she sacrifices herself. Not only that, best friend and sister pass away. Spends several more decades alone.
Numbers one and two I can understand. It’s three and four that get my knickers in a right knot. While I can understand why Goblin had to go away after removing the sword--consequences are consequences after all--I just can’t wrap my noggin around why he had to suffer during that time. I mean the man is a hero, both as Kim Shin and as Goblin. He sacrificed himself to rid the world of evil and what does he get in return? Nine years in a barren wasteland between life and death.
Why? Hasn’t he had enough? What exactly did he do to warrant such cruel punishment disguised as “mercy”? This is the core of my dissatisfaction with this ending. I’ve nothing against loneliness in fiction. When it feels like a contrivance, however, it loses all meaning. It becomes another cheap sleight of hand to wring a couple more tissues worth of tears from viewers. What makes it hurt more is how much Goblin didn’t deserve it. I can get behind him having to go away for 9 years--hell, I loved it because it evened out the playing field between him and his bride--but if he was going to come back anyway, couldn’t he have spent the time in a spiritual Bali? Even he was going to be alone, couldn’t he have been stranded on a beach or in the field of flowers where he first passed? Why is he always left waiting for so long?
A part of me wants to think it’s because if he had gone somewhere comfortable, perhaps he wouldn’t have wanted to come back; he wouldn’t have fought his way back to Eun Tak. Eun Tak’s future was obviously set in stone, so what if Goblin’s return was a given and they all just had to wait the “divine” nine years until she turned 29? Although Goblin wouldn’t have known he was destined to return, the Almighty would’ve, so why not send Goblin somewhere more chill?Why did this poor man have to cross country through a blizzard with only a piece of paper for company? Adding insult to injury, Eun Tak kicks the bucket barely a minute after enjoying wedded bliss. Whut? Admittedly, her death initially excited me. I assumed her dying would somehow “rewrite” the issue of her pesky mortality and his lack of; you would think such a noble and brave sacrifice would warrant her becoming an angel or a fairy or a sprite--bloody something!--with a bit more longevity. Nope. In the end, we get the return of barely legal!Eun Tak. Is she just going to keep reincarnating until she uses up all four of her lives? Oh boy.
That being said, the finale was still an emotional tour de force. Never has a time skip been more satisfying. Eun Tak’s age was always a sore spot for me, so I appreciated the drama giving her time to mature and “catch up” (though how much you catch up to a millennium old supernatural creature prone to fits of childishness is debatable lol) to Goblin. It evened out the playing field having a self-realized and self-confident Eun Tak rebuff Goblin’s clumsy advances; a perfect mirror of their first meetings where she relentlessly pursued her new hubby and Goblin played it too-cool-for-school because 900+ years alone can make a guy rather bitter. It was particularly fulfilling watching her fall back in love with a man she has every right to be wary of because even though her mind forgot him, her heart was--in some ways--beating for his return. Of course her being older also made their spicier engagements more entertaining. Say what you will, but those 900 years did wonders for Kim Shin’s ability to sweep a girl off her feet. My goodness, Gong Yoo can get it. *Eagerly awaits all of the kissing montages sure to flood Youtube in 3...2....1...*
Sun Reaper. Where do I start with you two? Theirs is a story of regrets, almost’s and could’ve beens/should’ve beens. That age-old cliche of two lovers constantly missing each other isn’t a new one but it still feels like Kim Eun Sook managed to put a fresh coating on it in that both remained cognizant of the lost chances. They willingly chose to continue walking past each other--and with good reason. There was too much baggage between both Sunny/Grim Reaper and Kim Sun/Wang Yeo. Plus’ there’s something pure (and painful) about knowing you can be with someone, but choosing not to for both of your sakes. Again, that idea of love trumping life, death and everything in between rings strong and true between Grim Reaper and his Sun Queen. Seeing them finally get their “happy ending” made all of Lee Dong Wook’s tears truly worth it.
While it suffered from a rambling middle and a rather rushed closing that screamed of Kim Eun Sook’s signature cheesiness (hur hur), “Goblin” delivered. The mythos alone is enough to fuel spin-offs and sequels (yes please!). This, coupled with one of the best OST since 2005′s “Soulmate” and you’ve got a drama that packs an emotional, visual and auditory punch; a real treat for all the senses. It’s truly rare for me to enjoy the entire cast, but hats off to you Kim Eun Sook; from Deok Hwa to teenage Wang Yeo, the actors made each and every character lovable, relatable and most importantly, real. You could feel every beat of their emotions; all the highs and the lows were played out with such depth and rawness that you couldn’t help but cry and laugh and rejoice with them. Writing for an ensemble cast can be challenging, but Kim Eun Sook is quickly shaping dual couple storylines into an art form.
Because the episode was great..because it wasn’t...because it was decent, but all my days watching “Goblin” were the happiest....
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Glimpse of Color
As I looked over the ledge I saw the all too familiar world. Black. White. Grey. Nothing more, nothing less. I guess it's always been this way, and it always will. Everyone at birth is matched with ‘soulmate’. I don't really understand it but once you meet your soulmate, supposedly you see colors. I wasn't in the lucky majority. Most people waste their time trying to find that ‘special someone’. I never did.
Love is something I will never be given, for it was revoked the day I was born, maybe even before. I've never had anyone who has loved, or even noticed me. My dad bailed before I was born and my mom… she went ‘up with the angels’ when I was 6. After a year in foster care they finally found a living relative. I would have been better off in foster care. I wanted to stay with my foster family, that one year was probably the closest I will ever get to knowing what living in a normal family is like. I guess that lack of love lead to this.
Looking over the edge of a building as the grey sun began to fall beyond the horizon. I sat on the ledge of a skyscraper looking down at the city below, the busy street of honking horns. I bet even if I ever saw colors, New York will always be grey. The dirty roads swarmed with cars and pedestrians. The skyscrapers blocking out the sky. The bitter wind bit at my cheeks. I took a deep breath as I got up to stand on the ledge. I looked down to see if anyone noticed, but no one noticed, or no one cared. The only warmth was the sun setting behind me. I moved one foot closer to the edge. I asked myself one last time if I was ready. I had no doubt in my mind that I was ready. I closed my eyes and took one last breath.
Then I heard the footsteps. Quiet but not silent. The hushed sound of shoes against gravel. It was like they were being quiet, as if prevent starting me. I waited with my eyes closed for the cheesy lines of ‘don’t do it’ or something along those lines. Instead I was greeted by an embrace. My eyes shot open.
Color.
Reds blues greens yellows and everything in between. I stood there in shock. Why am I seeing color? Why now? Is this… my soulmate? I turned to look at the person who gave me this gift. She was... Her long brown hair tied into a loose braid. Her green eyes, wide with shock, that shined brighter than jewels. She looked up at me her eyes misty from tears. I stepped down from the ledge. We stood there in each other's arms until the moon was the only light we had. No words were said. For what was there to say?
“My name is Ivy”
Maybe that was there to say. “I’m Connor” I said sheepishly. We went on and on about our past, our families, where we are now. She was in college, she was training to be a doctor, this really put my world into perspective. Of course I had passed high school, but nothing after that. I told her how I worked as a car mechanic at a shop in Washington Heights. I’ve never had someone I opened up to this quickly. She was so easy to talk to. I told her a little bit about my past, I had just told her I grew up in a foster home, I didn’t want to lie to her, but I didn’t want to tell her the whole truth yet either. We continue to talk and we plan to meet for coffee tomorrow at a local café. We leave the roof, still holding hands as if the other would disappear if we let go. We reluctantly say goodbye when we walk out of the building. When I finally get back to my apartment, I kick off my shoes and slump down on my bed and fall asleep to the distant cries of the elevated train.
When Sunday morning finally came I got out of bed with a motivation I haven’t had since my 18th birthday. When I arrive, I see her sitting outside and I sit down in the seat across from her
We kept talking and eventually we got back to the topic of her school. As we kept talking she told me how she would be starting her residency soon. She explained to me how she needs to work at a hospital for at least 3 years and she wanted to apply for a residency at UCLA. She seemed so excited, going on and on about how it was one of the best medical facilities in the country and she would finally be able to get away from her parents. As she was practically beaming I faked a smile as I felt my insides clench. I couldn't go with her. I didn't want to be separated from her. Why did she have to leave, Ive only just met her. After we moved to happier topics, by my standards, she told me how she had a lot of homework and if would could go out again another time. I nodded eagerly and we hugged and said our goodbyes.
We started meeting almost every day, we hung out at her place and at mine, she insisted that I buy a plant for some reason. We hang out and things went uphill from there. It was like we’ve known each other all our lives. Sure we had our differences and arguments, which always ended with both of us apologizing . She was so wonderful and I don't even know how I got this lucky. After a few months of being basically connected at the hip. I could sense myself getting better mentally. She slowly brought more color in my life, may it be the plant she left at my house, or the days of just sitting in the park and enjoying the colors of love. My apartment seemed brighter. I didn't feel as trapped.
Months and months went by, she told me how her parents wanted to meet me and today was the days. I was worried to say the least. I really wanted everything to go well. I put on a white dress shirt and some slacks. I drove to her apartment to pick her up and from there she directed me to her parents house... if you could even call it that.
It was like an estate. A beautiful manor in uptown New York. We walked in and her parents hugged her and asked her a bunch of questions, and then all eyes were on me as she introduced me. She told them I met her at the hospital and we had hit it off from there. It was so simple, introductions, questions, dinner, questions, everything whizzed pass in a blur but it was confusing nonetheless. Her parents kept eying me as if I was some kind of pest. I could almost taste the venom in her mother's words as I answered question after question.
“How long have you and Ivy been together?”
“7 months ma'am”
“That's funny, she never mentioned you during our weekly dinners” She said with a bittersweet smile. The questions kept coming and I answered as honestly as possible. When her father asked about my education she quickly cut him off, saying how she had big news. We all looked at her as she pulled an envelope from her bag. I handed it to her dad and he read it. His mouth breaking into a big smile as hugged her
“I knew you would make it in pumpkin!” I tried piecing together the puzzle as her parents kept praising her. Her mother turned to me and gave me an cruelly sweet smile, something was off. It was if she knew what she was going to say would break me.
“Ivy got accepted for a residency at the Ronald Reagan Medical Center, one of the best in the world¨.
My world started spinning as her parents asking to speak to her in silence. I sat at the dining table with the realization that she was leaving soon. Her mother's words sliced through my thoughts.
“You can’t possible believe we would let you keep that street rat of a boyfriend.”
My world was shattering around me. I didn’t know what to think. The thought of my world going black and white again was a crushing thought. I wanted her to be happy, this was her dream after all. My thoughts kept racing as I buried my head in my hands.
“We’ll be going now, Goodnight” Ivy's voice pulled me out of my darkness as we both got up to leave. We thanked them for the dinner and got back into our car.
“I'm sorry about all of that” She said to break the silence.
“It's… alright. They're probably just looking out for you” I said as her mother's words kept gnawing at me. She must have known I heard what her mother because she apologized and held onto my hand with the same desperation as the day we met.
“They just care about you,” my voice starting to shake. She knew about my parents and what had happened, it was no new news to her. Life went on, she didn’t mention me to her parents and I kept working. Life was bittersweet. We enjoyed everyday together but with the knowledge that she would be leaving after she graduates. She started staying over at my apartment more often. Her new favorite hobby was to take photos of us on her polaroid camera and to string them up and use as a decoration. It was nice. Towards the end of her school year she had practically moved into my apartment and I liked her around. A bright bubbly hyper lovable adorable girl. It was the last few weeks before her graduation and I was worried.
As usual she went to her parents house for their weekly dinner and I was resting. I awoke to my phone ringing. I answered and I heard sobbing on the other end.
“Ivy?? What’s wrong?!”
I listened intently as she sobbed through the phone. Her emotions flooded out between sobs. Her cries rang through my head.
“It's my parents they-”
I heard a scream then a crash, and then everything was silent.
Then the phone went silent.
“IVY!! IVY WHAT'S WRONG”
My breath hitched as I looked down at my phone. The color of my world was gone. I cried as my tears blurred the black and white of my life.
#fluff#feels#shortstory#that one au where everything is black and white until you meet your soulmate#no fandom#late night drabbles
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Jar Jar Binks, Watto and more most annoying things in the Star Wars universe
Jar Jar Binks
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Weve been through a lot together, Star Wars fans, from pod-racing to Kylo Rens lightsaber. We’ve dealt with Liam Neesons luxurious hair and Ewan McGregors luxurious hair and Harrison Fords luxurious hair and Adam Drivers luxurious hair.
While most of the journey has been an exciting trip to a world we wished we lived in, there are some notable pain points hate-inducing enough to make even the most loyal of fans curse George Lucas name. Whoose you thinksa Im talking aboutsa?
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Below, 13 of the most annoying things about Star Wars.
13. Baby Boba Fett
This one tops a lot of lists of worst Star Wars characters, but it’s only because adult Boba Fett is so universally adored. Maybe its the unexciting revelation that he’s a clone of Jango Fett, the Mandalorian warrior who is also cloned for the aptly named Clone Army, that upsets people, or its that their favorite character is unveiled as a dumb kid who spends most of his scenes glaring and silently brooding. He might as well not have been there and maybe it would have been better that way. The mystery was one of the most alluring aspects of Boba Fett to begin with.
12. Ewoks
This is a touchy one. For the record, I do not have a problem with Ewoks. I also, since ceasing to be a 7-year-old kid, see how they could upset some people. Leia meets an animate teddy bear in the woods who threatens her and then immediately needs her help walking through the woods hes supposedly lived in his whole life. Its a stretch for us to believe that this species would have made it through the evolutionary wringer, let alone take down a legion of the most trained, feared and technologically advanced military in the galaxy.
SEE ALSO: Here’s how the ‘Star Wars’ droids could help you survive the holidays
11. Luke Skywalkers Maturity Level
When you watch A New Hope as a kid, Luke Skywalker is your hero. When you watch it again as an adult, you realize, Oh, wow, this guy is a kid.
At the storys beginning, Luke Skywalker is 16 and he acts like it, whining about chores and wishing he could instead go to Tosche station to get power converters. The first thing he does upon entering the Millennium Falcon is moan about what a piece of junk it is. He then interrupts the adults to scream, WHATS THAT FLASHING THING?! while trying to press all the blinking buttons on its dashboard like a spoiled toddler. Luckily for us, and the series, Luke grows up.
10. Nute Gunray
Image: starwars.com
The Neimoidian Viceroy of the Trade Federation and Separatist leader is cowardly, dumb and boring, all the while boasting an offensive Asian accent. Gunray is so bafflingly useless and obviously two-faced, the intelligence of all characters who trust him is immediately suspect. We would rejoice when Darth Sidious orders the newly named Darth Vader to do away with the Viceroy and his buds, but honestly we keep forgetting he exists each time he exits the screen.
9. Boss Nass
Gungans are already hard to love. So when their leader rolls in refusing to cooperate with our heroes and spraying saliva like a bad Richard Nixon impression, its especially hard to get on board. Maybe fans would have hated him less if the good Gungan name hadnt already been soured for so many by a certain Mr. Jar Jar of Binks.
8. Padawan Braid
Image: composite, all photos by starwars.com
George Lucas can call them Padawan braids, a symbol of rank in the Jedi training, but we all know what they are: rat-tails. Its tough to associate the single, long, skinny braid with the calm and enlightened Jedi order when so many of us associate it with that kid down the street who tried to steal beer out of peoples garages. Give us a bearded and long-haired Obi Wan, or No-bi Wan, please.
7. Sy Snootles and the Max Rebo Band
Barf. Barf. Barf. George Lucas claimed he always wished this musical interlude at Jabbas palace in Return of the Jedi could have been an extended sequence, and in 2000, the extreme hubris of the digitally remastered versions gave him his chance. The new CGI iteration of Sy Snootles, lead singer of the Max Rebo band, turned a strange but charming alien into an uncomfortably sexual one. It even threw in some anachronistic backup singers for good measure, along with a loud creature named Joh Yowza screaming in huttese directly into the camera. The tone is completely wrong for the setting, and frankly, its hard to watch. Even more cringe-worthy? The new song theyre singing is called Jedi Rocks. Woof.
6. Young Anakin
You know, maybe the character of Anakin Skywalker was doomed to fail. Maybe nothing could have ever matched our expectations. Darth Vader had been too perfect. He was the baddest baddie we had ever seen, how could his backstory ever have lived up to his future? Or maybe its that George Lucas has seemingly never interacted with a child, so for research, he watched Dennis the Menace and Leave it to Beaver and wrote down a few one-liners before calling it quits so he could spend more time planning Jar Jar Binks hijinks.
The resulting Little Ani is a cloyingly innocent 1950s cartoon character, practically on the verge of saying, Gee Whiz, Mister Qui-Gon! in every scene. Any evidence of his future capacity for deep emotion, any whispers of darkness that might be hidden in his heart, any foreshadowing of the towering villain he is to become is deafeningly absent.
When we saw Voldemorts childhood, we saw the events that led him to mature into an evil mass murderer and it enriched our fear of the villain, making it more confusing, more real. When we saw Darth Vaders childhood, we saw a bunch of lame jokes, a plain personality and pod-racing.
5. Jabba the Hutts Tongue
OH GOD. OH GOD NO. PUT IT BACK. PUT IT BACK IN YOUR MOUTH. I CANT LOOK. SOMEONE TELL ME WHEN ITS OVER. IM PUKING. IM PUKING RIGHT NOW.
4. Watto
Image: starwars.com
There is nothing to love about Watto. Hes a slave owner. He constantly flies around on flimsy wings that couldnt possibly support his bulbous, lazy body. Hes smarmy, arrogant and unintelligent. Oh, and hes a monstrously racist stereotype. Greedy, slimy, with a large nose and a middle-eastern accent, Watto feels like every false anti-semitic caricature come to life. The Toydarian junk-dealer takes up way too much space in The Phantom Menace, and honestly, his body looks so fragile its a shock that none of his slaves swatted him to finish him off. I know plenty of fans who are up to the job.
3. Cheesy Dialogue
Now that Im with you again, Im in agony. My heart is beating hoping that a kiss will not become a scar. Love wont save you, Padme. Only my new powers can do that. The Force runs strong in my family. My father has it. I have it. And… my sister has it. Yes. It’s you, Leia.
Groaaaaaan. Look. George Lucas. Its OK. We all need an editor. Use one.
2. Midi-chlorians
The biggest knife in the back to die-hard Star Wars fans? The introduction of midi-chlorians in The Phantom Menace, answering the enormous question that no one was asking: How does the Force work? Qui-Gon tells us that midi-chlorians are little, microscopic life forms, living inside of cells that are the conduit for the Force.
The thing is, we already had an explanation for the Force from Obi Wan in A New Hope. Retroactively adding details about microscopic life forms living in your body doesnt totally fit with Obi Wans explanation, making our image of the Force messier instead of clearer. Midi-chlorians reduce a beautiful cosmic connection to something physical and less cool. Instead of expanding the Force, they narrow it. People have been frozen in carbonite for less heinous crimes.
1. Jar Jar Binks
Image: starwars.com
While many of the above offenders may be worse than the most notorious Gungan, nobody could take home the gold without me receiving a flood of death threats, so here you go! The worst part about Star Wars is Jar Jar Binks.
Jar Jars biggest crime is over-exposure. Maybe a measured amount of meesa so dumb dumb moments, executed with surgical precision would have, in fact, been a welcome distraction from an otherwise boring plot. Unfortunately, well never know Jar Jar Binks as anything other than the bumbling moron who pretty much laid out the red carpet for Palpatine to take over the Senate.
Kids loved him. Adults wanted to rip their eyeballs out of their skulls and shove them deep into their eardrums to keep from ever hearing him again. Intended to be lovable, actually unbearable, Jar Jar Binks blows and thats all there is to it.
BONUS: ‘Rogue One: A Star Wars Story’ reimagined as a homemade trailer
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Jar Jar Binks, Watto and more most annoying things in the Star Wars universe
Jar Jar Binks
Image: starwars.com
Weve been through a lot together, Star Wars fans, from pod-racing to Kylo Rens lightsaber. We’ve dealt with Liam Neesons luxurious hair and Ewan McGregors luxurious hair and Harrison Fords luxurious hair and Adam Drivers luxurious hair.
While most of the journey has been an exciting trip to a world we wished we lived in, there are some notable pain points hate-inducing enough to make even the most loyal of fans curse George Lucas name. Whoose you thinksa Im talking aboutsa?
SEE ALSO: ‘Rogue One’ director justifies reshoots: ‘Star Wars has to be fantastic’
Below, 13 of the most annoying things about Star Wars.
13. Baby Boba Fett
This one tops a lot of lists of worst Star Wars characters, but it’s only because adult Boba Fett is so universally adored. Maybe its the unexciting revelation that he’s a clone of Jango Fett, the Mandalorian warrior who is also cloned for the aptly named Clone Army, that upsets people, or its that their favorite character is unveiled as a dumb kid who spends most of his scenes glaring and silently brooding. He might as well not have been there and maybe it would have been better that way. The mystery was one of the most alluring aspects of Boba Fett to begin with.
12. Ewoks
This is a touchy one. For the record, I do not have a problem with Ewoks. I also, since ceasing to be a 7-year-old kid, see how they could upset some people. Leia meets an animate teddy bear in the woods who threatens her and then immediately needs her help walking through the woods hes supposedly lived in his whole life. Its a stretch for us to believe that this species would have made it through the evolutionary wringer, let alone take down a legion of the most trained, feared and technologically advanced military in the galaxy.
SEE ALSO: Here’s how the ‘Star Wars’ droids could help you survive the holidays
11. Luke Skywalkers Maturity Level
When you watch A New Hope as a kid, Luke Skywalker is your hero. When you watch it again as an adult, you realize, Oh, wow, this guy is a kid.
At the storys beginning, Luke Skywalker is 16 and he acts like it, whining about chores and wishing he could instead go to Tosche station to get power converters. The first thing he does upon entering the Millennium Falcon is moan about what a piece of junk it is. He then interrupts the adults to scream, WHATS THAT FLASHING THING?! while trying to press all the blinking buttons on its dashboard like a spoiled toddler. Luckily for us, and the series, Luke grows up.
10. Nute Gunray
Image: starwars.com
The Neimoidian Viceroy of the Trade Federation and Separatist leader is cowardly, dumb and boring, all the while boasting an offensive Asian accent. Gunray is so bafflingly useless and obviously two-faced, the intelligence of all characters who trust him is immediately suspect. We would rejoice when Darth Sidious orders the newly named Darth Vader to do away with the Viceroy and his buds, but honestly we keep forgetting he exists each time he exits the screen.
9. Boss Nass
Gungans are already hard to love. So when their leader rolls in refusing to cooperate with our heroes and spraying saliva like a bad Richard Nixon impression, its especially hard to get on board. Maybe fans would have hated him less if the good Gungan name hadnt already been soured for so many by a certain Mr. Jar Jar of Binks.
8. Padawan Braid
Image: composite, all photos by starwars.com
George Lucas can call them Padawan braids, a symbol of rank in the Jedi training, but we all know what they are: rat-tails. Its tough to associate the single, long, skinny braid with the calm and enlightened Jedi order when so many of us associate it with that kid down the street who tried to steal beer out of peoples garages. Give us a bearded and long-haired Obi Wan, or No-bi Wan, please.
7. Sy Snootles and the Max Rebo Band
Barf. Barf. Barf. George Lucas claimed he always wished this musical interlude at Jabbas palace in Return of the Jedi could have been an extended sequence, and in 2000, the extreme hubris of the digitally remastered versions gave him his chance. The new CGI iteration of Sy Snootles, lead singer of the Max Rebo band, turned a strange but charming alien into an uncomfortably sexual one. It even threw in some anachronistic backup singers for good measure, along with a loud creature named Joh Yowza screaming in huttese directly into the camera. The tone is completely wrong for the setting, and frankly, its hard to watch. Even more cringe-worthy? The new song theyre singing is called Jedi Rocks. Woof.
6. Young Anakin
You know, maybe the character of Anakin Skywalker was doomed to fail. Maybe nothing could have ever matched our expectations. Darth Vader had been too perfect. He was the baddest baddie we had ever seen, how could his backstory ever have lived up to his future? Or maybe its that George Lucas has seemingly never interacted with a child, so for research, he watched Dennis the Menace and Leave it to Beaver and wrote down a few one-liners before calling it quits so he could spend more time planning Jar Jar Binks hijinks.
The resulting Little Ani is a cloyingly innocent 1950s cartoon character, practically on the verge of saying, Gee Whiz, Mister Qui-Gon! in every scene. Any evidence of his future capacity for deep emotion, any whispers of darkness that might be hidden in his heart, any foreshadowing of the towering villain he is to become is deafeningly absent.
When we saw Voldemorts childhood, we saw the events that led him to mature into an evil mass murderer and it enriched our fear of the villain, making it more confusing, more real. When we saw Darth Vaders childhood, we saw a bunch of lame jokes, a plain personality and pod-racing.
5. Jabba the Hutts Tongue
OH GOD. OH GOD NO. PUT IT BACK. PUT IT BACK IN YOUR MOUTH. I CANT LOOK. SOMEONE TELL ME WHEN ITS OVER. IM PUKING. IM PUKING RIGHT NOW.
4. Watto
Image: starwars.com
There is nothing to love about Watto. Hes a slave owner. He constantly flies around on flimsy wings that couldnt possibly support his bulbous, lazy body. Hes smarmy, arrogant and unintelligent. Oh, and hes a monstrously racist stereotype. Greedy, slimy, with a large nose and a middle-eastern accent, Watto feels like every false anti-semitic caricature come to life. The Toydarian junk-dealer takes up way too much space in The Phantom Menace, and honestly, his body looks so fragile its a shock that none of his slaves swatted him to finish him off. I know plenty of fans who are up to the job.
3. Cheesy Dialogue
Now that Im with you again, Im in agony. My heart is beating hoping that a kiss will not become a scar. Love wont save you, Padme. Only my new powers can do that. The Force runs strong in my family. My father has it. I have it. And… my sister has it. Yes. It’s you, Leia.
Groaaaaaan. Look. George Lucas. Its OK. We all need an editor. Use one.
2. Midi-chlorians
The biggest knife in the back to die-hard Star Wars fans? The introduction of midi-chlorians in The Phantom Menace, answering the enormous question that no one was asking: How does the Force work? Qui-Gon tells us that midi-chlorians are little, microscopic life forms, living inside of cells that are the conduit for the Force.
The thing is, we already had an explanation for the Force from Obi Wan in A New Hope. Retroactively adding details about microscopic life forms living in your body doesnt totally fit with Obi Wans explanation, making our image of the Force messier instead of clearer. Midi-chlorians reduce a beautiful cosmic connection to something physical and less cool. Instead of expanding the Force, they narrow it. People have been frozen in carbonite for less heinous crimes.
1. Jar Jar Binks
Image: starwars.com
While many of the above offenders may be worse than the most notorious Gungan, nobody could take home the gold without me receiving a flood of death threats, so here you go! The worst part about Star Wars is Jar Jar Binks.
Jar Jars biggest crime is over-exposure. Maybe a measured amount of meesa so dumb dumb moments, executed with surgical precision would have, in fact, been a welcome distraction from an otherwise boring plot. Unfortunately, well never know Jar Jar Binks as anything other than the bumbling moron who pretty much laid out the red carpet for Palpatine to take over the Senate.
Kids loved him. Adults wanted to rip their eyeballs out of their skulls and shove them deep into their eardrums to keep from ever hearing him again. Intended to be lovable, actually unbearable, Jar Jar Binks blows and thats all there is to it.
BONUS: ‘Rogue One: A Star Wars Story’ reimagined as a homemade trailer
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Jar Jar Binks, Watto and more most annoying things in the Star Wars universe
Jar Jar Binks
Image: starwars.com
Weve been through a lot together, Star Wars fans, from pod-racing to Kylo Rens lightsaber. We’ve dealt with Liam Neesons luxurious hair and Ewan McGregors luxurious hair and Harrison Fords luxurious hair and Adam Drivers luxurious hair.
While most of the journey has been an exciting trip to a world we wished we lived in, there are some notable pain points hate-inducing enough to make even the most loyal of fans curse George Lucas name. Whoose you thinksa Im talking aboutsa?
SEE ALSO: ‘Rogue One’ director justifies reshoots: ‘Star Wars has to be fantastic’
Below, 13 of the most annoying things about Star Wars.
13. Baby Boba Fett
This one tops a lot of lists of worst Star Wars characters, but it’s only because adult Boba Fett is so universally adored. Maybe its the unexciting revelation that he’s a clone of Jango Fett, the Mandalorian warrior who is also cloned for the aptly named Clone Army, that upsets people, or its that their favorite character is unveiled as a dumb kid who spends most of his scenes glaring and silently brooding. He might as well not have been there and maybe it would have been better that way. The mystery was one of the most alluring aspects of Boba Fett to begin with.
12. Ewoks
This is a touchy one. For the record, I do not have a problem with Ewoks. I also, since ceasing to be a 7-year-old kid, see how they could upset some people. Leia meets an animate teddy bear in the woods who threatens her and then immediately needs her help walking through the woods hes supposedly lived in his whole life. Its a stretch for us to believe that this species would have made it through the evolutionary wringer, let alone take down a legion of the most trained, feared and technologically advanced military in the galaxy.
SEE ALSO: Here’s how the ‘Star Wars’ droids could help you survive the holidays
11. Luke Skywalkers Maturity Level
When you watch A New Hope as a kid, Luke Skywalker is your hero. When you watch it again as an adult, you realize, Oh, wow, this guy is a kid.
At the storys beginning, Luke Skywalker is 16 and he acts like it, whining about chores and wishing he could instead go to Tosche station to get power converters. The first thing he does upon entering the Millennium Falcon is moan about what a piece of junk it is. He then interrupts the adults to scream, WHATS THAT FLASHING THING?! while trying to press all the blinking buttons on its dashboard like a spoiled toddler. Luckily for us, and the series, Luke grows up.
10. Nute Gunray
Image: starwars.com
The Neimoidian Viceroy of the Trade Federation and Separatist leader is cowardly, dumb and boring, all the while boasting an offensive Asian accent. Gunray is so bafflingly useless and obviously two-faced, the intelligence of all characters who trust him is immediately suspect. We would rejoice when Darth Sidious orders the newly named Darth Vader to do away with the Viceroy and his buds, but honestly we keep forgetting he exists each time he exits the screen.
9. Boss Nass
Gungans are already hard to love. So when their leader rolls in refusing to cooperate with our heroes and spraying saliva like a bad Richard Nixon impression, its especially hard to get on board. Maybe fans would have hated him less if the good Gungan name hadnt already been soured for so many by a certain Mr. Jar Jar of Binks.
8. Padawan Braid
Image: composite, all photos by starwars.com
George Lucas can call them Padawan braids, a symbol of rank in the Jedi training, but we all know what they are: rat-tails. Its tough to associate the single, long, skinny braid with the calm and enlightened Jedi order when so many of us associate it with that kid down the street who tried to steal beer out of peoples garages. Give us a bearded and long-haired Obi Wan, or No-bi Wan, please.
7. Sy Snootles and the Max Rebo Band
Barf. Barf. Barf. George Lucas claimed he always wished this musical interlude at Jabbas palace in Return of the Jedi could have been an extended sequence, and in 2000, the extreme hubris of the digitally remastered versions gave him his chance. The new CGI iteration of Sy Snootles, lead singer of the Max Rebo band, turned a strange but charming alien into an uncomfortably sexual one. It even threw in some anachronistic backup singers for good measure, along with a loud creature named Joh Yowza screaming in huttese directly into the camera. The tone is completely wrong for the setting, and frankly, its hard to watch. Even more cringe-worthy? The new song theyre singing is called Jedi Rocks. Woof.
6. Young Anakin
You know, maybe the character of Anakin Skywalker was doomed to fail. Maybe nothing could have ever matched our expectations. Darth Vader had been too perfect. He was the baddest baddie we had ever seen, how could his backstory ever have lived up to his future? Or maybe its that George Lucas has seemingly never interacted with a child, so for research, he watched Dennis the Menace and Leave it to Beaver and wrote down a few one-liners before calling it quits so he could spend more time planning Jar Jar Binks hijinks.
The resulting Little Ani is a cloyingly innocent 1950s cartoon character, practically on the verge of saying, Gee Whiz, Mister Qui-Gon! in every scene. Any evidence of his future capacity for deep emotion, any whispers of darkness that might be hidden in his heart, any foreshadowing of the towering villain he is to become is deafeningly absent.
When we saw Voldemorts childhood, we saw the events that led him to mature into an evil mass murderer and it enriched our fear of the villain, making it more confusing, more real. When we saw Darth Vaders childhood, we saw a bunch of lame jokes, a plain personality and pod-racing.
5. Jabba the Hutts Tongue
OH GOD. OH GOD NO. PUT IT BACK. PUT IT BACK IN YOUR MOUTH. I CANT LOOK. SOMEONE TELL ME WHEN ITS OVER. IM PUKING. IM PUKING RIGHT NOW.
4. Watto
Image: starwars.com
There is nothing to love about Watto. Hes a slave owner. He constantly flies around on flimsy wings that couldnt possibly support his bulbous, lazy body. Hes smarmy, arrogant and unintelligent. Oh, and hes a monstrously racist stereotype. Greedy, slimy, with a large nose and a middle-eastern accent, Watto feels like every false anti-semitic caricature come to life. The Toydarian junk-dealer takes up way too much space in The Phantom Menace, and honestly, his body looks so fragile its a shock that none of his slaves swatted him to finish him off. I know plenty of fans who are up to the job.
3. Cheesy Dialogue
Now that Im with you again, Im in agony. My heart is beating hoping that a kiss will not become a scar. Love wont save you, Padme. Only my new powers can do that. The Force runs strong in my family. My father has it. I have it. And… my sister has it. Yes. It’s you, Leia.
Groaaaaaan. Look. George Lucas. Its OK. We all need an editor. Use one.
2. Midi-chlorians
The biggest knife in the back to die-hard Star Wars fans? The introduction of midi-chlorians in The Phantom Menace, answering the enormous question that no one was asking: How does the Force work? Qui-Gon tells us that midi-chlorians are little, microscopic life forms, living inside of cells that are the conduit for the Force.
The thing is, we already had an explanation for the Force from Obi Wan in A New Hope. Retroactively adding details about microscopic life forms living in your body doesnt totally fit with Obi Wans explanation, making our image of the Force messier instead of clearer. Midi-chlorians reduce a beautiful cosmic connection to something physical and less cool. Instead of expanding the Force, they narrow it. People have been frozen in carbonite for less heinous crimes.
1. Jar Jar Binks
Image: starwars.com
While many of the above offenders may be worse than the most notorious Gungan, nobody could take home the gold without me receiving a flood of death threats, so here you go! The worst part about Star Wars is Jar Jar Binks.
Jar Jars biggest crime is over-exposure. Maybe a measured amount of meesa so dumb dumb moments, executed with surgical precision would have, in fact, been a welcome distraction from an otherwise boring plot. Unfortunately, well never know Jar Jar Binks as anything other than the bumbling moron who pretty much laid out the red carpet for Palpatine to take over the Senate.
Kids loved him. Adults wanted to rip their eyeballs out of their skulls and shove them deep into their eardrums to keep from ever hearing him again. Intended to be lovable, actually unbearable, Jar Jar Binks blows and thats all there is to it.
BONUS: ‘Rogue One: A Star Wars Story’ reimagined as a homemade trailer
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