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nonbinarylesbianherb · 9 months
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Do you guys remember them, because I still think about them
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destinygoldenstar · 4 months
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I Answer The Would You Rather Questions From TD2023 Episode 17
(IK what you're gonna say about the title, idc, I'm calling it one long season because I feel like it)
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Here's the video I'm basing this off of in case you're curious.
Would You Rather...
A) Camp in a Graveyard for a month
B) Go without toilet paper for a week
I WANT to say I wouldn't be scared cause zombies aren't real, BUT I'd be lying cause in real life, I'm anxious like no tomorrow. Plus at least with the other it's a lesser timespan.
B
(I relate to Damien so hard with this one.)
Would You Rather...
A) Have to wear clown makeup for a year
B) Have your direct messages made public
I don't actually DM that much, most you'd find are a bunch of sex bots that I blocked immediately, and other than that it's really just me answering people's questions about media. So I can't really say I'd lose much.
But honestly, I think clown makeup is actually pretty fun. Didn't say I wouldn't get to design the makeup myself. I'd just be cosplaying as Pomni, and I think I'd be okay with that cause Pomni is adorable.
A ; For the fun of it
Would You Rather...
A) Lose the passwords to all your devices everyday
B) Spend the entire next school year in a hot dog costume
Jokes on you Chris, I'm not in school anymore.
B
I SUCK at passwords anyway. So, NO THANKS.
Would You Rather...
A) Be Hockey Superstar *Whatever he said*
B) Be the puck that scored the game winning goal in the 1980 cup finals
One, I am not a sports person let alone a hockey person
Two, I was not alive in the 1980s!
I'd go with B cause I don't want to 'be other people'. I do that in fiction already and with my cynical online persona. I don't do that in real life.
Would You Rather...
A) Slide naked down a ski hill
B) Spend a day in a wave pool that uses bark instead of water
I hate the cold. So let alone being naked, it would suck.
But swimming in VOMIT?!
NO THANKS
A
Would You Rather...
A) Popcorn that tastes like poop
B) Poop that tastes like popcorn
NEITHER.
Straight up. NEITHER.
I hate both of these so much. I do not understand how Zee can possibly pick one without hesitation. (Then again, it is Zee, so...)
I am SUCH a sensitive eater. I will vomit no doubt at both of these.
I guess technically one isn't s**t, it's just the flavor sucks, so... A?
But if there was an option to pick C, I'd do it.
Screw the rules of this challenge. make it a trick question and have the person fall no matter what. TROLL, Chris. Why wasn't there a troll like that in the challenge? I'm surprised.
Would You Rather...
A) Take truth serum and be questioned by Chef
B) Only be able to eat Chef's cooking for a whole year
Again, sensitive eater over here.
DEFINITELY A.
Would You Rather...
A) Eat a bowl of toenail clippings
B) Not shower for a month
I'm actually tolerant to nail clippings, but AGAIN...
B
He said SHOWER, he said nothing about baths, swimming, deodorant, washing your hands and face, etc. So YEAH, it's actually not that bad if you think about it.
Would You Rather...
A) Eat 200 Lemons
B) Wrestle your best friend's grandpa
WHY ARE THERE SO MANY CHOICES THAT INVOLVE EATING SOMETHING?!
I'm a softie, so I'd lose, BUT...
My best friend in particular actually hates her grandparents. So she'd love me if I wrestled them, even if I'd lose.
B
Would You Rather...
A) Eat pudding directly from a gorilla's armpit
B) Jump from a plane with a parachute packed by your ex
In the episode, they make this sound worse than it actually is.
Or maybe that's just me because I actually DON'T HAVE AN EX
(At the time I am posting this)
HA! GOTCHA!
B
Even if I were to break up with my partner just for the sake of doing this, (then get back with her afterwards) she is very skilled with this sort of stuff, has made several crafts like this, and I trust her completely.
Usually I'd hate falling, or anything that involves a vertical motion like that, BUT there's a parachute so it wouldn't be that bad.
And at this point, you'd know I'd do basically anything to get out of eating nasty stuff. If my choices are something to go off of my character.
Would You Rather...
A) Fight one bear
B) Fight 100 Rabid Kittens
I'd lose no matter what.
I am a HUGE cat person, so at least I'd be used to the kitten's scratching and biting. And maybe I'd tame them rather than fight them. That's my method of fighting.
Bear? I'd DIE.
B
(Also i love Wayne and Raj here. They're so cringe in the wholesome way)
Would You Rather...
A) Give up texting for five years
B) Lose your bathing suit at a crowded wave pool
I text my partner ALL THE TIME, and I will NEVER GIVE THAT UP
B
At least with this option I could just run away, just one embarrassing moment rather than stuck there for five years or something.
And if someone said took a video of me and posted it, uh, JAIL FOR THEM, CAUSE THAT'S ILLEGAL
Would You Rather...
A) Dirt poor but celebrated as a great poet
B) A filthy rich lawyer who puts guilty criminals back on the street
Hello. I'm a writer.
I ain't gonna put people in danger like that.
A
Would You Rather...
A) Be genetically merged with a warthog
B) Have Chris McLean as your dad
First off, who f****d a warthog to begin with?
You know Chris as a person, you know it would be AWFUL
A
Looks don't matter, I'd say
Would You Rather...
A) Apologize for something you're not sorry for
B) Go bald by the time you're 23
In the episode they act like this is a really hard one because it's Chase.
I knew what he was gonna say right away. You see ONE episode with this guy, you KNOW his answer.
SERIOUSLY EMMA, HE'S YOUR EX, HOW DO YOU SCREW THAT UP?! HOW?!
Anyway, for MY answer,
I'm not a jerk.
A
Yeah I have stuff I'm not sorry for, but it is leagues better than hair loss. Let me tell you.
Also I realized Julia didn't get questioned at all. What's up with that?
What are your answers? Reblog them. I'm curious.
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Love On-Set (Pt. 10 of 10)
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Pairing: Dacre Montgomery X Reader
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Summary: You knew acting on Stranger Things season 3 would be a challenge, and you also knew, from the start, you'd have to work closely with Dacre Montgomery. But is wasn't a big deal for you, since this is your job and you're determined to act professionally. You had it all figured out, or so you thought, until the moment you were out face to face with Dacre. Then, this job became a lot harder than it was supposed to be, since you can't seem to focus whenever you're around Dacre. And you'll have to be around him a lot until the end of production.
<- Previous part (09)
{Dacre Montgomery Masterlist}
{Stranger Things Masterlist}
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What Comes Next...
The last three months have been hectic, in between shooting the last scenes of season three, the premiere, and the interviews that always follow. The Internet is going insane because not only Billy, one of the villains from season 2 changed and got a love interest, but you and Dacre, outside of the cameras, are together. The fans absolutely love it. But after the events and all the talk shows and YouTube channels wanting you both for a meeting, you had to call it out eventually and head back home.
It's not that you don't like it, the attention and the fans all rooting for your relationship, but you also like the private life, the one you get to share with Dacre alone, as well as your friends and families. But not everything is broadcasted. This moment is an example of that.
Seated on the sand, you watch the sun rising, casting its light on LA, lighting up the blue sky, mixed with the ocean ahead of you. Both your cellphones were left at your place, and the beach is empty. This moment belongs to you alone. Well, to you and the paparazzi that took a few pictures of you some minutes ago, but he's gone now.
“What are your plans after season four?” Dacre asks, his deep, strong voice being carried by the fresh morning wind.
Billy and Amy survived, unlike Hopper and Heather. It was a pleasant surprise you only found the day before shooting the last scenes of the Battle of Starcourt. And of course, you're already down for the next season, and everything you know so far is that Billy and Amy left with the Byers, and are now in an established relationship. The rest will only come when you get the script, which will take several months. “Uhm... Season five if the characters make it that far.”
“Uhm... And after that?”
Giving Dacre a glance, you wonder where he's going with this. Season four is only due to next year, and the production won't start in at least five or six months. “I don't know. Some studios are calling me but I'm not interested in the roles they have. What about you?”
“I'm thinking of holding to Stranger Things only.” He shrugs his shoulders, leaning closer to place a quick kiss on your lips. “Then I want to make a pause. Settle down, focus on my personal life.”
“Sounds good.” Raising an eyebrow, you can't help but ask. “And am I on this personal life thing?”
“Only if you want to.”
Blushing, you bite your lip. “Only if I want to.” You repeat, the wind suddenly stronger, messing with your hair. “I think I do, Mr. Montgomery.”
“There's something else I've been meaning to ask you.” His voice gets serious, and he pulls away so he can stare into your eyes.
“What is it?”
“I was thinking about going to Australia.” Dacre starts, holding your hand in his. “My family still lives there and I want to formally introduce you to them, not only through video calls. And there's a lot of places I'd love to show you.”
Oh... That's something. “I'd absolutely love to go, Dacre. Just tell me when and for how long.”
“That's the thing...”
“What's the thing?”
“I was thinking about staying there... Until the shooting for the next season starts.” There's insecurity in his voice and you know why. Dacre was only renting this house in LA because of the show, but his home is in Australia. “But honestly, going back there, and staying literally half a world apart from you is too much.”
“Yeah, I'd hate it too...” Holding your hair so it'll stay away from your face, you look at the ocean. “But this is... Something. I mean, I could rent a place near yours and–”
“We literally shared the hotel room, and now I either spend the days here or you stay at my place, so I guess that would go on for a few weeks until you decide to just stay with me.” Dacre has this cocky tone and a smirk, so you playfully punch his arm.
“Oh, don't tease me!” A small fight, filled with giggles start, as you try to slap him. But Dacre easily holds your arms, and suddenly, he pushes you down until you're lying down on the sand with him hovering above you. “I'll go with you.” You burst out because the possibility of not going didn't even cross your mind. “But only if you give me that amazing massage in the back after the flight because I know it takes like 48 hours to get there.”
“If we're lucky we can find a 24 hours flight.” When the wind pushes some hair over your face, Dacre moves it away before leaning down to kiss you, slow and passionate. “But yes, I'll give you all the massages you want when we get there.”
“You should really be more careful with the things you promise, sweetheart.” You tease, pushing him off of you. “So. When do we leave?”
“What about next week? Enough time to buy the tickets, pack everything, and to enjoy LA a little longer.”
“Speaking about enjoying LA...” Smiling, you stand up, taking off your shoes. “I'll go for a swim.”
“Babe... You can't swim.” Dacre keeps the half-smile as you walk backwards, eyes on him as you move closer to the water.
“Yes. I really wish I had a strong boyfriend to help me out but apparently–” You stop talking when he stands up, walking fast until he reaches you, and in a swift motion, he lifts you up, parting your legs so they'll be around his waist.
“You were saying..?”
Wrapping your arms around his neck, you giggle when the waves start hitting your back, soaking your clothes. “I was saying I do have a strong boyfriend.”
“Interesting how you change your mind so quickly.” You feel when his feet stop reaching the bottom, and the two of you just stand there, floating, and despite knowing you could die here, you feel safe with Dacre.
“It's gonna be amazing, you know... Australia. The two of us.” You mumble, a hand caressing his cheek. “I am quite scared of the wild animals they have there, but I know you'll protect me.”
“I sure will. I did save you from a freaking Mind Flayer, didn't I?”
Giggling, you nod. “That you did.”
With the calming waves surrounding you, you kiss him, deep and sweet. It tastes salty from the water, but soon enough the taste of his lips overcome everything. And it also tastes like promises, spoken and unspoken. And you know that wherever you are, here or on the other side of the world, you will be fine, and happy, and safe. With Dacre, you don't have to be afraid of what you feel anymore, you can just let it out. You can trust him with your whole heart.
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inmyfxith · 3 years
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Written before knowing the end of season 5.
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My name is Glasgow... no... my name is Amaya Torres or maybe Valentina Montoya, who knows. I have been so many people throughout my life and who knows how many more personalities I will embody in the next few years. And to think that only two years ago I was lying on the cold and wet floor of the Bank of Spain, crying for my comrades who disappeared during our expedition. Yes, I like to call what we did an expedition because you are not always sure what you are going to find when you get there and you don't know what you are going to get, not necessarily in terms of goods but in terms of personal experience. What you're going to learn about yourself. Nobody comes back from such an expedition unscathed, not even us.
I still have trouble closing my eyes at night, and even more trouble getting through a decent night without having nightmares about what happened, remorse about what I didn't do, and what I could have done. I know I'm not the only one affected by this, the Professor is an expert in this area. He feels responsible, much more than we do, because we followed HIS plan. But, we all agreed to do it. Okay, we didn't sign a contract, but we did agree, and some of us twice. We were aware of the risks, we knew what could happen to us and yet we agreed. A historian once said, "The present escapes us at every moment, disappears and transforms itself into the past, without our being able to grasp it."
I don't want to live in the past, I want to remember, to reminisce, and I will, but I don't want to live haunted by the ghosts of my past. By Oslo, Moscow, Berlin, Nairobi, or Tokyo. They are there all the time, in my mind, maybe they were there before and I just didn't notice. I shouldn't reveal this kind of thing to you, for the safety of my friends, but I trust you, and I know you won't call the police on me. Do you even know where I am? What are you going to tell them anyway... Hi, I read a letter from a wanted criminal but I have no idea where she is... great help. Even if you did, it wouldn't matter because even before the cops arrived I would have become someone else.
I'm coming to you because someone needs to know. Where did it go wrong? Where did it go wrong to get me to this point? I'm not complaining about what happened to me, quite the contrary, but maybe I would have had a relatively "normal" life with a "normal" job. So, to understand where things went wrong, I'll have to go back very early, to give you elements that I don't know are true. So, where do we start?
I was born in 1998, the day, the month, I don't know. I guess I never really knew. I don't remember any birthday parties as a child, my parents were never very fond of that kind of thing. So, I chose September 20, because the sign of Virgo fit my personality well (not quite, but we'll say it does). My mother's name was Ellena, I didn't grow up with it. But don't get me wrong, she knows I exist, she knows who I am and she loves me. What? Why are you frowning? Well, okay, I haven't been to see her in a long time, so maybe she's forgotten about me a little bit, but she loves me, I'm sure. In all, I've played over 240 different people and organized over 25 robberies without getting arrested. Okay, I got arrested once or twice, but it didn't count. No, no, it didn't count, because someone turned me in. Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, my parents, my mom wasn't home, so I grew up mostly with my dad. My God... my father... I really have to talk about him... I guess it's for a good cause.
I got along very well with him, Alfonso, he was the one who gave me my first wig. All because I wanted to change my hair color but I was too small to really do it. Alfonso had a hard time with it, I was not an easy girl to live with and I lied to him a lot. And then... one day I came home from school, I was 15 years old, he was lying in the middle of the living room, unresponsive, having a massive heart attack and I came home too late. I came home too late because I was out scouting for the next robbery if I had come home earlier... I could have called an ambulance... and he might still be there today. So no, it's not my parents' fault. My dating life? Maybe it was. I never had many friends, because I thought people my age were too cautious. I always wanted to move around, to get into mischief. I used to steal school supplies from the classroom cupboards when the teachers weren't looking... yeah I know, I could have done better, but that was the beginning. And it saved my dad from spending money on notebooks and pens for me.
So it's not the fault of my dating. I left home, officially, when my father died but I didn't want to go home so I changed my identity, my name, my appearance, even my age to be able to get certain things. I falsified diplomas so that I could work easier and then I started to steal things that were more... well, that had more value, and then... after that, I was approached by the Professor. I was the last one to be enrolled in the team, maybe because in the months before I arrived in Toledo I changed my identity more than seven times. Contrary to what you may think I didn't do this for the money. No, I promise you that. It was more about the contact, the adrenaline, and the confidence. I trusted the plan. Trust in the Professor.
The more I talk to you, the more I realize that I am completely unorganized. The main question you have to ask yourself is probably why I chose Glasgow and it's a great question, thank you for asking. Glasgow is the Scottish capital of culture, ok Edinburgh is the political capital... but Glasgow is where you find the best street musicians, and that's what I am, a kind of street musician (I can't play an instrument but you get the idea... I'm not good at metaphors either).
Just when we thought things were lost after Tokyo's death, Bogota managed to open the armored door that locked Lisbon, Palermo, and me in the museum. Most of the soldiers were wounded and could not really afford to attack us anymore without risking death. We didn't shoot them, that wasn't our role. And, the professor's rules were clear, we were to have no casualties... no casualties after Gandia, Arturo, and the clinical death of the governor. So we let them out, or rather we handed them over to Colonel Tamayo.
Since the professor was once again "free", we began to bring out the gold while continuing to protect ourselves from the external assaults of the police and the colonel. I won't be able, for logistical reasons, to explain to you how we got out of the bank. Not because I don't want to, but rather because I really couldn't explain it to you. In any case, we did it again. And, I returned to my island, but this time I was not alone. Berlin's son, Rafael, who had been our centerpiece in the second robbery, was sent to the island with me. I'm sure you'd get along well with him. We've already made plans to return to the mainland to participate in Dali events, undercover of course.
It was nice talking to you and I hope you won't judge me too harshly. But above all, don't forget,
"Weakness is not in us, it is in what we have outside." ~ The Professor
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strangertheory · 4 years
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"anti-Mileven"
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I know you submitted this as a message and not an Ask, but I hope you don't mind if I answer your question with a longer post because this is a topic that is important to me but is complicated. I've meant to do a post about this, but kept putting it off because it is a very layered topic for me and my thoughts about Mileven are probably not what a lot of fans want to hear.
I respect that everyone develops an attachment to their preferred couples in stories for personal reasons, and as such any criticism of the dynamic between two characters that are dating can feel like a very personal criticism. I respect everyone's head-canons and favorite ships as sacred ground: I don't want to tell anyone how they should or should not relate to a story. That's unique to each of us as fans, and we will all enjoy Stranger Things for different reasons.
However: I do have some thoughts regarding the way that the narrative has established the dynamic between Mike and El. And I personally do not find their dynamic *as it currently is* to be one that is ideal for either of them yet.
I really care about Eleven and I really care about Mike. They are two of my favorite characters in the story.
To say that I'm "anti-Mileven" is a huge oversimplification of how I feel about Mike and El's dynamic.
I am very much anti:
overlooking the fact El has been treated as a lab rat and abused and isolated from society for the majority of her existence and her ignorance of her own identity and her own desires is repeatedly reinforced canonically. ("How do I know what I like?") El has spent only a few months out in the world beyond her cell at the lab and beyond Hopper's cabin, she knows very little about the world yet, and she is being taught much of what she now knows by her boyfriend who also happens to be one of the few people she interacts with in her daily life. The power difference and social difference between them is huge currently regardless of whether Mike is a nice kid with good intentions or not, and they are both fourteen years olds.
overlooking that it is superficial and not representative of a "deep" relationship to only kiss and make out with a significant other and not do other meaningful activities that establish a real day-to-day relationship (like hanging out with friends and other loved ones as a couple.) There's a popular misconception that the act of two people kissing is inherently romantic and a sign of emotional closeness. But kissing becomes romantic psychologically when two people share a deep affection for one another that is based on shared experiences and emotional and psychological connectedness. If two characters can be shown to care about one another without ever physically touching, they have the potential for a deep connection that is based on more than the thrill of physical affection. Give me a well-developed relationship first, and then kissing will seem romantic to me. Without an established psychological and emotional connection between characters, kissing is merely a superficial representation of the idea of intimacy between characters without any actual substance underneath. Sure that's what kids do when they're figuring out how dating and feelings and physical intimacy work and it's not harmful in itself provided that they are both comfortable with it, but keep this in mind within the context of the other concerns I list here.
trivializing Mike's dishonesty and blaming Hopper for Mike's lying when the truth is Mike could have easily explained to El that Hopper didn't want them spending as much time together and having some space would be better. El is well aware of Hopper's dislike for their time spent together. This should have been a very easy conversation. As Lucas rightfully asks as Mike is ranting about the situation he got himself into: "Why lie?" Good question, Lucas. Good question. El asks Mike this again later at the mall. "Why do you lie?" Mike stares back at her with an awkward expression, and does NOT answer her. Why is this answer not an easy one? Why has Mike still not addressed things with El? I think there is more going on here than just Hopper's threats.
I am very in favor of:
El learning more about who she is and what she wants to do with her life outside of the desires and expectations of other people.
Mike figuring out how to effectively express his thoughts and feelings honestly. He is clearly struggling to do this throughout season 3, and it is uncharacteristic of the kid who defiantly said and did what he wanted frequently in seasons 1 and 2. Clearly Mike is not comfortable and is nervous, which is understandable for someone exploring new emotionally vulnerable territory like dating for the first time, but he needs to learn to be honest and tell people how he is thinking and feeling or else he is also putting himself and his feelings and needs at risk and potentially establishing an unhealthy relationship that will hurt him and hurt others even if he doesn't mean to. Mike's nervousness is STILL present in the final goodbye scene in which Mike and El talk, and El tells him she loves him and kisses him. He is still stumbling over his words and anxious, and he seems notably confused after El kisses him. These small details are not trivial, they are clearly intentional.
Recognizing that Mike is the first person her age that was kind to El when she escaped the lab, and given that she has only known pain and abuse her entire life and has never known friendship let alone romance that her psychological readiness for understanding a romantic relationship is NOT the same as an ordinary 14 year old's and this cannot be stated enough.
Recognizing that societal pressures and personal insecurities might be a huge factor in how Mike clings to El's attention and affection for him, and that there is evidence in the story that supports this interpretation. We know that Mike is bullied frequently, and that there is a layer of homophobia often involved. (Even if James and Troy were speaking rudely about Will, they were still directly confronting Mike. The implication is there.) We know that Lucas yelled at Mike "No Mike. You're blind. Blind because you like that a girl's not grossed out by you!" This reveals that Lucas knows that Mike is insecure and wants validation. Just because Mike has a desperate desire to be loved and liked by a girl does not mean that his appreciation of El's attention is based on his genuine romantic affection for her. Mike might be dating El because he enjoys the attention, he likes being liked, and he likes how having a girlfriend makes him feel more accepted and normal.
Recognizing that every moment that Mike has tried to share something that he is passionate about with El (the Yoda figurine, the dinosaurs) she has been completely disinterested. Since El has no cultural connection to the pop culture stories Mike loves and she lived in the Lab her entire life, it makes perfect sense that she will have no interest in these toys. Her lack of interest in what Mike is passionate about, however, is worth noting: not because it's a bad thing, but because it's just one of many reasons they are "not even from the same planet" and cannot bond and connect easily. El has lived an incredibly different life from Mike, has suffered through so much, and is still learning about the outside world and about herself. She is severely behind in social and personal development. She needs time to learn and to grow and to heal so she can live her best life and recover from what she has been through. (She doesn't really care about your Star Wars toys, Michael, because she just learned what a phone is and is processing a lot of other things right now.)
*I want to credit @kaypeace21 for pointing out many of these particular observations listed above: you can read her very detailed and extensive analysis in her post here: El is Not in Love with Mike.
These are just a few of many thoughts I have regarding Mike and El's dynamic together, and why I find the romanticization and idealization of their dating relationship to be more suited to fan-canon and fanfiction. For El to have a relationship with Mike that I would personally enjoy and appreciate, the story would need to convincingly allow her to establish a notably better understanding of who she is and what she wants, and have time to heal from her trauma and learn a lot more about the outside world. While I suspect that the Byers moving away will be very difficult for Will, in many ways I think it will benefit El tremendously and I hope that she is given more opportunities to learn and to grow.
I also agree with @hawkinsschoolcounselor 's hypothesis that Mike is projecting his feelings for Will onto El. It's impossible for me to see Mike's dynamic with El as entirely separate from Mike's relationship with Will because El was found in the woods when they were looking for Will in season 1, El helped everyone find Will in the Upside Down and saved his life, and El reappears at the end if season 2 and saves Will from the Mindflayer. Until season 3, El's appearance in Mike's life has been directly tied to Will's survival and safety. I do not think this is a trivial aspect of El's narrative. El's importance within the larger story being told is repeatedly tied back to what Will is dealing with. The reason that El and Will's narratives are so deeply intertwined has not been revealed in the story yet, but I suspect that there are some important aspects of El and Will's stories that haven't been fully revealed yet that will bring all of these seemingly isolated plot threads together. The creators of Stranger Things repeatedly tie El and Will together visually and narratively (re: @kaypeace21), and I believe there is a very specific reason for this.
I look forward to seeing what happens in season 4. Whether my interpretation of El and Mike's dynamic is fair or not, I trust the writers have a compelling next chapter in their story for us all to enjoy.
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onlyhenrys · 4 years
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Requested by @ly--canthrope , I really hope this is what you had in mind 🙈
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You let out a quiet sigh as you looked at your reflection in the mirror. You let your hands roam over your body, feeling the material of the tight dress, the heavy corset who made it so hard to breath and the blonde wig that covered your own hair. All necessary to get into the role of Aylena Queens. A human girl in a world full of witchers, witches, dwarfs, elves, werewolves, vampires and other monsters. 2 months ago you got a call from your manager asking if you would be interested in a guest role for the second season of the witcher, you being a huge fan of the show, agreed immediately and here you were.
This was your third week on the witcher set, that time on and off set mostly spent with Henry Cavill. Henry was one of your first celebrity crushes and you couldn't help but laugh at the memory of your first meeting with him. He was in his full Geralt costume and scared the shit out of you while using the bathroom. Your first conversation with him included a lot of blushing and stuttering from your side and a lot of charming smiles and reassuring words from his side. Luckily you were able to put your crush aside while working with him and the two of you had a lot of fun together in between takes. You found yourself liking him more and more, the better you got to know him. He turned out to be very down to earth and friendly teddy bear, who loved to hug and had a great sense of humor.
You got ripped from your thoughts by a quick knock on the door. You took one last look at yourself in the mirror and turned to open the door, revealing a patiently waiting Henry/Geralt.
''Hey, you're quick, it usually takes at least 2 hours, it's only been an hour.'' You said over your shoulder, while letting Henry into your trailer.
Henry made himself comfortable on your couch, following you with his yellow eyes while you roam around the trailer, picking up fallen clothes.
''Yeah, I asked them to hurry up a little so we can get to our scene as soon as possible.'' His voice got a little softer as he continued. ''I just want to get over it, I don't like the scene.''
You turned around in surprise when you heard his words. Henry wasn't one to complain, especially not about the script. You couldn't say you blame him. Today's scene was pretty intense and you had some sleepless nights about it.
''I can't blame you, I'm not sure if I'm okay with the scene to be honest. It's very dark.''
You turned back around to grab your phone from the dresser, missing the worried look that Henry sent you. You took a deep breath and turned to face Henry. ''Are you ready to go?''
Henry let out a low chuckle while getting up from the couch, sending shivers down your back. ''No, but do we really have a choice?''
Henry opened the door of the trailer but didn't walk outside, confusing you. You playfully shoved his shoulder. ''Move big guy, or we're going to be late.'' You let out a laugh and sidestepped him to walk outside. You could feel his presence behind you, getting closer. You closed your eyes for a second, breathing the fresh morning air in. A strong arm wrapped itself around your shoulder, pressing you against an even stronger body. You could feel the heat radiating from Henry's body as you wrapped your own arm around his waist, getting closer to him before resuming both your paths to the set.
''Damn y/n, you look dashing today!'' You unwrapped yourself from Henry to walk to the person who called out to you, your friend Joey. You quickly wrapped your arms around him, giving him a tight squeeze.
''Jo! What are you doing here?'' You were curious. ''You aren't filming today.''
Joey chuckled and let you go to lean in and hug Henry. ''No, but I read the script and wanted to see the two of you act out this scene because....'' He gestured between Henry and you. ''The chemistry between the two of you is amazing.''
Henry slapped Joey on the back. ''Thanks for the support mate, we're going to need it, it's a tough one.'' You left the two of them to talk and decided to walk up to Freya and Lauren who looked up as you approached.
''Ah great you're here. We're starting a little earlier today, so we have enough time to get this scene done.'' Lauren took a closer look at you, frowning a little. ''Are you okay y/n?''
You just nodded and took a deep breath, trying to get into character. From the corner of your eye, you could see how Henry was doing the same thing, taking a deep breath before taking place on his mark in front of you. You showed a strained smile and tried to shake your shoulders a little loose.
''Okay, Henry, ready?'' Henry softly nodded, not taking his eyes of you. ''Great, y/n, ready?'' you felt like crying, but nodded anyway. ''3...2...1... and .....action!''
''I don't know what to say to you Aylena. I'm a witcher, I don't feel the way you do. I thought you knew that. I told you from the beginning that I wouldn't stay forever, that I was going to hurt you.'' Geralt took a step towards Aylena.
Aylena took a deep breath and shook her head. ''I thought I was changing your mind. I thought you were falling for me, the way I'm falling for you.'' her voice started to fade. ''I love you Geralt.''
You felt yourself tear up, felt your throat getting tight. This was your biggest fear, not being able to separate fiction from reality. You knew this scene would be hard to shoot. Getting to hear Henry/Geralt say those lines gave you flashbacks to another time, to another you. A you that got hurt so bad that you had to move and start over. You could feel your hands starting to shake, felt how your heartbeat was picking up speed.
''I wish I could Aylena, but the truth is, I can't. I can't and I won't love you. Not now, not ever.....
You couldn't take it anymore. You let out an heartbreaking sob and ran. You could hear your name being yelled, but didn't look back. Tears were streaming down your face, making your make up run down your eyes. You quickly let yourself into your trailer before sliding down the wall. You pulled your knees up and wrapped your arms around them. You were so ashamedof what happened. You were a professional for god's sake, a professional that was going to be fired after what you just pulled.
Another sob raked through your body, as you dropped your head on your knees. You stayed curled up like that for a while, almost missing the soft knock on your door.
''y/n? Are you in there?'' You would recognize that voice everywhere. ''Can I come in please?''
You let out a muffled ''Yes'' and shifted a little away from the door, still hiding your face. Heavy footsteps stepped into your trailer, pausing as the person took you in, before letting out a sigh, lowering himself down next to you.
"Can I touch you?" His quiet voice filled the room. The question took you by surprise and you slowly lifted your head to look at his face. The raw emotion on his face startled you, but you still nodded, trusting him completely. He shifted closer to you and wrapped his arms around you, squeezing you tightly against him. You closed your eyes and leaned your head against his chest, a sob building it's way up your throat.
"I'm sorry Henry, I'm so sorry." You tears were now streaming down your face, wetting Henry's costume.
"Shhhh, it's okay y/n, you have nothing to be sorry about, it's okay." He held on a little tighter, giving you a feeling of coming home. "Do you want to talk about it?"
You shook your head, pressing yourself a little closer in his chest. "No, I don't think I can, at least not now. Are they angry at me? Am I fired?"
You could feel Henry's chest vibrating as he let out a chuckle. "No, not mad. Slightly worried tho, you ran off pretty quick. But definitely not fired."
You took your head off his chest to look at him. "Why did you follow me? Why are you here Henry."
Henry gave you a long look before answering. "Because I wanted to make sure you were alright. Because I care a great deal about you and it scared me to see you run off like that."
You looked at his arms, still wrapped around you and pressed a soft kiss on his cheek, taking his breath away. "Thank you Henry, for caring while no one else did. And coming to find me." You laid your head back on his chest and inhaled his scent, being content by just sitting next to the man you loved.
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The wrath of Winter
Part 5
They all go out and before them stood the chief of the Ojibwa tribe. Tall, skinny with a crown of white feathers.
"Hau, Wakicuza." said Lorelei, lowering her head in respect.
He responds with a nod.
"Uhg great chef!" said Bill, raising his hand.
"Taku? (* What?) Wasicu (* white man) weird." said the chief, narrowing his eyes.
Lorelei nudges Bill.
"Do you want to lynch us or what? Say the same thing as me!"
"Sorry, um ... Hau, Wakicuza, are you okay?"
"Alkoun Na ... you came back." said the chief, smiling.
"Ya, but my name is Lorelei, great Wakicuza."
"Lo-re-lei? Mmmh… Alkoun Na, better."
"Okay, hehe…"
"Why did you pass through our territory?" he asks.
"We have to go to town for my ... for Penny, wife Peta! Because she's having a baby."
"I see…"
"Um ... why did you save us?" she asks.
"You love that Wakayaja Waniyetu freezes you and your pale faces friends?"
"Waka ... what?"
"Wakayaja Waniyetu means the winter child! It is he who is the winter season." said Aiyanna, next to her.
"Has he been causing the cold for months?" Lorelei asks.
"Ya ... because he got mad at white men. That's why he attacked you."
Lorelei feels uncomfortable.
"But ... what have we done?"
"Oh, neither you nor your white friends hurt. But the other white men."
"One of yours has kidnapped Wakayaja Bloketu (* the summer child)! Wakayaja Waniyetu will lead the Wasicu to eternal winter!" said the chief in a loud voice.
Lorelei and Bill look at each other. They were asking the same question.
"But how do we stop this?"
"No choice but to sacrifice wife Peta to Wakayaja Waniyetu, to appease her anger."
This sentence freezes Lorelei and Bill's blood. Do they sacrifice Penny to quell the wrath of a season?
"Wait wait wait? Are you going to kill her? But she is pregnant! Bunch of madmen! You will have to beat me over the body!" Said Bill.
"Calm down, pale face! You will pass first, if you wish! At the full moon!"
"Huh? But ..."
"Shut up! My brothers! Watch him before the sacrifice!"
Some Indians lead him far from Lorelei, under another teepee.
"Wakicuza! Wait! He's a friend! He, Penny and I had nothing to do with the summer kidnapping! There is bound to be a solution other than death!"
The chief looks at her attentively and turns his back on her.
"You know death, you will be spared." he says.
"Huh? But why not kill us all? I'm a pale face too!"
"You are sacred in the tribe, courageous, fearless, divinity, respectful of the kingdom of the dead."
"I am not a goddess ... you cannot kill them, they are innocent, Wakicuza, please ..."
The chef took a deep breath. But without response. Lorelei stands before him.
"Let me find those who kidnapped Wakayaja Bloketu."
"Would you do that?"
"Give me a deadline, the full moon is in two days, I will bring back the summer and punish the thugs."
"And if you fail, sacrifice will happen."
"I'm just asking you to treat them well in the meantime, especially wife Peta."
"Ya Alkoun Na. Deal?" he said, spitting on the ground.
Lorelei does not hesitate, she does the same.
"And we will treat wife Peta well in the meantime."
"As for the pale face, treat him well too but have a little authority over it, it is a bit ... crazy, but it is nice."
"Ya, Alkoun Na. But beware anyway! He has a thunderbolt on him."
"Don't worry, it is used only rarely." she said as she returned to the camp.
She comes back to the tipi where Bill was taken.
"Lorelei… tell me it's a joke! They won't sacrifice us! Huh?"
"I made arrangements with him and you will have to accept this deal too."
"What deal?"
"I told them that I will find the thugs who kidnapped the summer child, if in two days I fail, they will make the sacrifice, you and Penny. In the meantime they will take care of you two."
"What ?! But you're completely crazy! Would you dare sacrifice your loved ones if you fail? Have you thought about Penny and the baby? Have you thought about me ?!" said Bill, hysterical.
"They believe in me to bring back summer, they think I am a god. I prefer to go alone."
"Alone ... selfish as usual ... and what am I going to say to Penny? She'll be even more stressed!"
"Bill… believe me, it's better for you to watch Penny. And you won't tell her anything."
"Is that it ... to wait quietly for someone to execute us?"
"She won't stay alone! You stay with her! That's all!"
Bill is silent, looking contemptuously at Lorelei.
"Tell me you won't fail ..."
"You trust me ?" she asks.
"Of course…"
"I'll do anything to get you out of there."
"I would have done better to be frozen, instead of ending up in the hands of the Indians."
"Bill ... don't take it like this, please."
He leaves the teepee, annoyed.
"Are you angry?" asks Aiyanna, before him.
"No, I'm super happy to hear that I am being sacrificed ..." said Bill with a forced smile.
"I heard everything ... the sacrifice will not be."
"Huh?"
"Alkoun Na is not going to fail, I am against that, it's a horrible sacrifice."
"So much the better! I'm sorry she abandons us!"
"You can speak correctly with me, don't be bloza (*idiot) Are you mad at Alkoun Na?" Aiyanna asks insistently.
"Leave me alone… I'm going to see Penny." he said as he left.
The young Indian girl follows him to the tipi where Penny still seemed to be in pain.
"Penny… is everything all right?"
"Her work has started." said the shaman next to her.
"Huh? She lost the waters?"
"Baby moves a lot! Lots of contractions."
"Gnnnh ... it's getting common." said Penny, reaching out.
"At 8 months? It's a bit early. Don't worry, I'm here."
"And Lorelei? Where is she?"
"She's chatting with the chef ..." said Bill, not wanting to stress her out.
"Why are you lying?" said Aiyanna.
"I told you to leave me alone! Go back to your tom-tom and leave me alone! Shit!" writes Bill.
Aiyanna felt hurt, she went out crying.
"But what's wrong with you?" asks Penny.
"I ..." Bill regrets his words. He went too far.
"I hope you're going to apologize and right away."
"I was planning to do it ..." he ran out and soon found her.
"Eh! You! Uh ... you! Excuse me, I ... I got a little carried away." he said arriving breathless.
"I don't want your apologies." she said, fleeing from her gaze.
"No, sincerely ... I am ..."
"You, Wasicu (*pale face/ white man)! Don't come near!" says a man who appears as a sudden shadow.
A fairly tall, heavy-bodied Indian steps in front of him, crossing his arms.
"Huh ... I can't compete. Look, buddy, we're not going to fight, I just want to talk to the girl behind you."
"Don't come near Mitaka ki (* my little sister)!" he said, still looking threatening.
"Okay, okay, I'm going ..." said Bill, stepping back.
"Wasicu ape niye?" (*white man hit you?) asks the Indian to Aiyanna.
"Hiya (*no) ... Just nervous Wasicu… need to be alone. Pilamaye Ciye (*thank you big brother)."
After dark, the Indians invite Bill and Lorelei to eat. Lorelei went from time to time to the teepee where Penny was still resting there.
"Can't you get up?" she asks.
"No ... my legs hurt, I'm not talking to you about my stomach, I feel like it's going to happen." replies Penny.
"I will stay with you tonight, tomorrow I will leave."
"Huh? Leave? Why?"
"I'll explain everything to you…"
After 5 minutes of explanation, Penny held her breath.
"Lorelei… I want you to be careful. Tracing a child should be easy, but escaping the kidnappers is risky."
"Don't worry Penny, I'll hurry. Bill will look after you." said Lorelei, kissing her hand.
However, she didn't tell her about the sacrifice, she didn't want to worry her any more. Outside, Bill was away from the tribe on a rock, he wanted to isolate himself. Aiyanna watched him from a distance, having pity on him, she took a few pieces of meat and joined him.
"You are hungry ... so take talo (*meat)" she said, keeping her distance.
Bill does not react, blowing smoke from his cigar and says:
"I'm not hungry…"
She approaches him, putting down the plate and grabbing the cigar.
"Not good for your lungs ..." she said, throwing it away.
"Shouldn't I have been away from you? After all, we are two different species." said Bill, turning his back on her.
"Do you think us, Indians, are savages?"
"No… just a little not civilized enough."
"You are very closed to the Indian world. You have the same vision as other white men, but you don't think what you say ... I feel that you, very different." she said approaching.
"We shouldn't have met." said Bill, still turned around.
"Do you think I'm wild?" she asks.
He discreetly turns around and looks at her.
"No ... no. Just ... you ..."
"Different from you?"
"No… you and me… we are the same but raised differently, perhaps."
She smiles and takes his hand, sticking it on hers, on the 4 fingers.
"See? Do you see any differences?"
"Huh… no." said Bill who felt himself blushing.
"You, me, the same."
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He withdraws his hand, looking her in the eyes.
"I'm sorry for a while ago ... I don't know what to say when I got angry, I had quarreled with Lorelei and I ..." she puts a finger on his mouth.
"You forgave. You might be bloza but you'd be a funny cowboy."
"Hehe… it is true that I can be funny but I am not just any cowboy, I am a bandit."
"Thief? Showdown Bandit ?"
"Huh ... yes? How do you know this name?"
"You known for being a good lonely bandit who saves the poor by stealing a golden house?"
"Yes, It's bank, that's it."
"You good heart."
"Excuse me, but what is your name?"
"Aiyanna. How about you?" she said smiling
"You can just call me Bill." he said, smiling back.
"So eat talo, it's going to be cold." said the Indian, rising.
"Before leaving, who was the big guy with you?"
"Oh, Him Sukawaka Oha Ko!"
"Huh ... and that means?"
"Him my big brother! His name mean Fast Horse"
"I'm going to call him Suka, it's going to be fine."
"Hahaha! You funny! But why not love him on the other hand. He is very protective."
"Pfff I'm not afraid of that." said Bill with a wink.
"Join us after eating, sungmanitu (* coyotes) roam the night." she said as she left.
When he arrived, his brother was waiting for her.
"Where were you ?"
"I communicated with the ancestors." she says.
"Don't lie! You were with the white man!"
"Sukawaka… he's not who you think he is. He's Nice and funny!"
"Tricky and clever white man, you beware. Keep your distance from him."
"Stop being protective and suspicious."
"Ate (* father) wouldn't have died if he hadn't approached Wasicu. Me still responsible for you." said Suka, placing his hand on her little sister's shoulder, dragging her to the gathering.
To be continued...
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Hi! 💙 I hope your are doing well. Congrats on the article. The reading will probably be okay. Are you a fast or slow reader? I read rather slowly, especially if I'm enjoying what I'm reading. It sticks with me better that way, but it takes me longer to do things. 😅 My semester ends next week, then have finals period. l'm taking Summer courses tho to get ahead. I get what you mean. I don't party, but around TH and F there's a certain restlessness about some of the students to drink/part. (Pt 1)
Ugh, I hate group work. 😐 Best of luck to you. Maybe your for a decent group. Anyway, I prefer morning courses. I get up at an obnoxiously early time to attend though. I’m fine with it though because it lets me take my courses in a block with out breaks, so once I’m done, I’ll be done for the day. 😥 Probably an unpopular schedule though. Oh, so My Immortal can actually be constructive to writers. That makes sense. It’s what a writer shouldn’t ever do. About JK, I think it’s an attempt (pt 2)(pt 3) Lowkey don’t recall my train of thought..Anyway, wow, I definitely agree with your statements about Lena knowing Kara’s dual identity. Snapper knowing wouldn’t help anything, since he’s too minor a character to do anything useful with information. Lena knowing would create more depth, tension, plot possibilities etc., which is why’d it would be a shame for her to be left in the dark. Also, I feel her not knowing (or at least theorizing Kara’s supergirl) is ooc. I suppose the writers– –haven’t had an issue with that based on what they’ve done to Alex. :-/ Hmph. I’m still so annoyed about that. Partially, because I’m a SuperCorp shipper, but mainly because it’s an insult to Alex’s personality to force her to advocate on Mon El’s behalf. Who was your favorite character from S1, btw? I’d probably go with Kara, but for S2 it’s definitely Lena. Anyway, yes Lena looks so amazing in the trailer! Heh, I intended it to be a soft FMK…I was going to make it all Katie, but wasn’t–(4)–words, words, something, but wasn’t going to be that cruel to you. (Hopefully that fit with my previous thing). Smh, you’ve no qualms though do you? ;-) I’m kidding. Your answers were well thought out…even though you didn’t kill anyone. I can’t blame you though. I don’t think Red K! Kara is all that bad, but she’s definitely intimidating, so is Kate. Anyway, let’s see FMK: Lena, Morgana,and Kate… :-/ 3 M'kay, that’s hard, especially since I love them all and ship SuperCorp. (5 TBC)–words, words, something, but wasn’t going to be that cruel to you. (Hopefully that fit with my previous thing). Smh, you’ve no qualms though do you? ;-) I’m kidding. Your answers were well thought out…even though you didn’t kill anyone. I can’t blame you though. I don’t think Red K! Kara is all that bad, but she’s definitely intimidating, so is Kate. Anyway, let’s see FMK: Lena, Morgana,and Kate… :-/ 3 M'kay, that’s hard, especially since I love them all and ship SuperCorp. (5 TBC)(6) Uh, let’s see. I’m going to assume they are all brought to current times, so the 21st century. I would marry Morgana. You know what? I’d marry Morgana S1 or S5 because I’ve so many emotions for her and what she went through. I’d want her to know someone would be on (*cough* and by *cough*) her side. Also, she has magic that’s cool, but not the point. I don’t really want Supergirl to kill me or be sad. I wouldn’t kill Lena as of now; she’s not done anything wrong. Also, her company is (TBC)(8?) So, yes: M:Morgana, F: Lena, K: Kate. Hmm, I see yours and raise you: FMK: Lucy, she’s a vampire now but has some control over it | Kara Danvers, more so S1 in personality, but she’s still elects to become a reporter and encourages you | Lena, before she met Kara and is still learning to be a CEO…I guess that’s a younger!Lena? Idk. Okay, that should work. I hope you have a good day and night. Do you read comics? I don’t, but was curious if you did. U seem to know some lore. :-)
Heyyy! I’m not so sure I’m a fast or slow reader, it depends on my state of mind, if I take my meds and external interruptions. Usually I can read pretty fast if it’s something I’m interested in but I tend to miss things and have to read it again, with school things I’m the worst. I still have things from last year that I never got around to read and one of them was about superman (I miss studying cinema because we could have an entire class about superman and co and then write fanfiction of the world as an activity). We don’t have summer classes here, that sounds interesting, it’d be nice to get ahead, also it’s about to be winter here so after July we’ll get maybe a month off and then it’s back to being unresponsible adults. I’ve nothing against drinking and partying, I like drinking (parties are usually weird but sometimes it’s cool) but don’t freaking leave class to do it, go after the class, how disrespectful is it to leave the poor teacher there waiting 20 minutes to see if the rest of the class will show up or they’ll have to do with six or seven people? Also you pay over 1.000 bucks a month to study and you don’t give a shit about being in class? it’s throwing money away and it’s disrespectful to whoever is paying school, even if that someone is yourself. I’m not those kids that say you should only do what’s right and never skip class never drink or do anything because you have to study instead of throwing your life away. But school is expensive and respect is something you should have for everyone (unless someone is a jerk, because it’s not murder if the person is a jerk…jk)
I never liked studying in the mornings but it’s sort of better, however, my classes only exist at night, there is morning journalism classes, but it’s in another neighborhood and we have to cross the bridge and there’s no cool campus. I like my campus.
group projects are the worst. They end friendships, they end marriages, they end happiness, they lead to murder… it’s never fun. I always imagine that scene with the guy getting pizza and coming back to the place on fire and people bleeding, or that one from Mean Girls with the fighting over Aaron Samuels in animal style. Those are the only representations of group projects that are realistic.
I love how you just started to talk about JK, had two words in and
Honestly Alex has been so ooc this season it’s almost sad. No offense to Sanvers, but I think even that relationship is a bit ooc. Not the fact that there is a relationship but how it is being handled. Not gonna go into it cuz I don’t want to rant here. but I would ship Sanvers if they had put a bit more of effort into getting them together not ‘I don’t want a baby gay rn, so let’s be friends. PSYCHE I just got shot in the most harmless area of my entire body, let's make out!’
The same Alex that thought James wasn’t good enough for Kara and decked Maxwell Lord for existing would never make excuses for someone that is basically the dumb alien version of Lord with worse hair and more aggression and more pretending to be a #goodguy who’s just trying so hard and changed because after 9 months on earth as a grown man he decided to read a book, feed himself and clean his own mess… or pretend to clean his own mess while Kara actually does it and he just sits there and says she’s annoying because she doesn’t want to run away from her problems. (hey look, ranting… she said with surprise in her voice for some reason)
My favorite character was definitely Cat… and Kara. Both at the same time, I can’t choose between them, please don’t make me. and now it’s Lena… and still Kara even though she’s basically dead inside and that girl who cries because her boyfriend is moving away and it will destroy her life because that person she knows nothing about and met 9 months ago when he tried to kill her and has been lying to her and shoving her self-esteem down ever since is apparently the most important person in her life and she can’t live without him. he cooked her breakfast so he can’t move away and face his responsibilities, she’s the best thing he’s ever known, not person, thing. That woman in the best thing… god, this is so gross I cannot continue even to joke about this. so yeah, Kara is SUPER ooc this season, but I still love her and have faith she will recover from this terrible illness and come back to us, I miss her.
Yes! I would totally still marry Morgana even season 5 Morgana. poor thing just needs a hug and a friend to tell her she’s not a monster for being born different. I might start crying now so I’ll change topics. 
Definitely Marry Kara, no questions asked. Fuck Lena because, I mean, just look at her. And Kill Lucy, my poor bby, but she’s a vampire so she has to go, control or not, ‘vegetarian’ vampires are dumb.
I do read comics, not as much as I’d like, but I also watched all of the DC cartoons (minus Legion because it looks dumb) most of Smallville and Lois & Clark and when I want to know some more I read about the storylines and all, like even when I don’t read the comic itself, I read about the comic. I won’t say I know all about everything, but I can hold my ground, I guess, I’m also not above admitting I don’t know/haven’t read enough about one subject/character and reading about that on one of the sites I trust. Also watched a lot of Marvel cartoons and most of the movies aaaand I read a lot of Marvel comics, specially Balck Widow, Hawkeye, and Young Avengers.
Did you watch any superhero cartoons? They were a pretty big deal in the 90′s and early 2000′s.
Hope you have a great day and night 💙😊
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