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postmodernmulticoloredcloak · 3 years

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I would love for you to talk more indepth about the montage. To me it feels so off and weird. Almost like a parody? So many scenes in it are "funny" moments that just don't make sense in the context of an emotional overview of the road so far... (Like all the scenes where Dean is eating, Donna with donut dust on her face, Sam getting hit during the game show.) I don't know. Isn't the montage supposed to make me nostalgic, teary-eyed? This one definitely doesn't do it for me!

Here I am! Yes, I absolutely agree. The montage is Weird(TM). It’s kind of a tone rollercoaster. It’s very full of funny/silly moments, with some serious moments smacked in. And it definitely looks like... there’s something about it.

For an easier consultation I will reference the gifs I have made of the montage sequence here.

[Gif 1] It starts pretty much like I’d expect a Supernatural goodbye montage to start. The two brothers meeting for the first time in the pilot, a reminder of their childhood with John, their banter still from the pilot, a couple moments of them driving in the car in the first seasons, Dean saving Lucas in 1x03 which is the first Dean-heavy episode and also an extremely symbolic moment for Dean’s entire journey - just think at how Lucas as a mirror was still relevent during the “drowning” Michael possession arc. Everything feels normal so far. We’re starting from the beginning! Now--

[Gif 2] Interesting and weird choices start here. Them pretending to be high school teachers from After School Special 4x13 - actually a very iconic moment for the fandom, remember that post of Dean in shorts from that episode that you had to reblog when it came on your dash? (Actually I’m not sure if I ever reblogged it lol.) Dean celebrating getting young again from The Curious Case of Dean Winchester 5x07 (and Jensen showing off his agility). The two of them showing their FBI badges to Jesse Turner’s biological mother in 5x06. Dean mowing the lawn of Mary’s house in the Djinn dream and immediately after Jess and Sam kissing also in the Djinn dream, from What Is And What Should Never Be 2x20. Then Dean after killing the witch when he was under the memory loss spell, in Regarding Dean 12x11. Sam happy when they celebrate Christmas in A Very Supernatural Christmas 3x08. Them being “lucky” under the effect of the rabbit’s foot in Bad Day At Black Rock 3x03. Sam also happy in Baby 11x04.

Again the present, then the montage starts again with the water-related ghost from Red Sky At Morning 3x06, a Bela episode, and then Bela herself from her first episode, 3x03 again.

What do these moments have in common? Not all of them, but for many of them I’d say reality being manipulated. The Djinn dream, the rabbit foot, Dean’s aging, the Antichrist... and it’s not over yet. Also, them pretending to be teachers, agents etc - not “real”.

[Gif 3] The tone suddenly gets more serious and relevant to current events: Chuck in The Monster at the End of This Book 4x18 (eh). Death in Two Minutes to Midnight 5x21 (the first appearance of Death, while now we’ve had Billie’s last and a very short-lived new one), and then two major moments from Lazarus Rising - Dean emerging from the grave and finding the handprint on his shoulder. Crowley’s first episode, Abandon All Hope 5x10. Zachariah’s death in Point Of No Return 5x18. Anna from The Song Remains The Same 5x13, where she is the antagonist having been brainwashed successfully by heaven. Michael burning and Sam jumping in the cage with Michael in 5x22, then another moment from 4x01 (the brothers hugging after reuniting). A moment from The French Mistake 6x15 (reality fuckery again!). Sam in Frontierland 6x18.

[Gif 4] Reality fuckery continues with Becky marrying Sam in 7x08. Funnily enough, this is the peak of Becky’s obsessive behavior which she went to therapy for and grew away of - it definitely emphasizes how far Becky has come. Donna’s first appeance in 9x13. That iconic shot of Dean in Bloodlust 2x03 because he’s pretty. Charlie’s first appearance in 7x20 while she dances to Walking On Sunshine (relevant?), Kevin’s first appearance in 7x21 when he becomes a prophet (lots of firsts). Abaddon’s first appearance in As Time Goes By 8x12. Then there’s the first appearance of the bunker, in the next episode, a couple shots in fact. Then more 4x01, Ruby pretending to mistake Dean for the pizza man (eh). Then more present...

This section seems to be mostly “first appearances” - including Ruby’s s4 meatsuit, i.e. Genevieve’s first appearance.

[Gif 5] We suddenly jump to more recent events with Kelly and Jack in heaven in Byzanthium 4x08. Jack’s iconic hello from 4x16 Don’t Go In The Woods. Dean teaching Jack how to drive in 14x07 Unhuman Nature. But then we suddenly go from Jack things to something completely different on the surface: two consecutive moments from Changing Channels 5x08, including the iconic Nutcracker scene, and Sully from Just My Imagination. We are actually back to the previous theme: reality fuckery. Gabriel’s episode was about placing them in “television shows”, Sully, while real, is literally a child’s “imaginary friend”. And then... a moment from the cartoon part of Scoobynatural! It doesn’t get more reality fuckery than that. Oh, wait! Charlie and Dorothy going to Oz in 9x04. That’s a pretty strong contender. Dean being hit in the face by a fairy in 6x09 - also about a realm Dean briefly went to. And, in case we felt like we hadn’t gotten enough 4x01 yet, Pamela’s first appearance (her last, albeit a hallucination, was about the whole “How come you only want what you can't have?” thing).

[Gif 6] We continue again with a mixture of firsts and weird things. Ellen’s first appearance in 2x02, Dean and Cas in 4x18 (we saw Chuck from that episode earlier), Jody’s first appearance in 5x15 Dead Men Don’t Wear Plaid. Rufus in 6x04 Weekend At Bobby’s (not his first but a good episode...), Garth in 9x12 Sharp Teeth (not his first but the first in which he is a werewolf and is married... relevant to recent lamp events??), Missouri in 1x09 (her first appearance).

Then Gabriel from 13x21 Beat The Devil (an episode where he plays a trick on Lucifer) and Rowena from the same scene (in fact a scene where they’re flirting). Then Eileen coming back to life in 15x06 and smiling at Sam. Jo flirting with Dean in 2x02 - her first appearance, again. Funnily enough, she had been introduced as a love interest, but ended up being repurposed as a sisterly figure. Tempted to say it’s relevant in an ironic way. Mary in 14x11 Damaged Goods, when Dean has a goodbye mother-son moment with her. Amara in 11x09 Oh Brother Where Art Thou when she was looking for her brother. Then Lucifer in two different vessels (12x07 Rock Never Dies and 12x21, when Lucifer regains control over the vessel).

Then Metatron doing the find a wife make babies speech to Cas in 8x23! Relevant??? Dun dun dun. Then Ketch for some reason (the first episode where we see his face, 12x08 LOTUS).

[Gif 7] Then Jo/Anael in 13x13, another first appearance. (I cropped these horribly I should have cut them when the present happens lol.)

Sandwiched between two shots from the present, Dean Sam Mary and John having dinner together in 14x13 Lebanon.

Then we start again with Dean riding Larry in 12x11, Dean and Cas dressed as cowboys in 13x06 (mini pattern here...), Asmodeus with the archangel blade in 13x13 (insert meta about Asmodeus in Christian lore here), and the really intriguing “Intermission” shot from the play in 10x05.

[Gif 8] To continue a certain pattern we might be tempted to see, Dean eating piecake from 14x06 Optimism (an episode about a distorted version of romantic love), then Dean eating noodles from 10x13 Halt & Catch Fire (the ghost is a husband that passes on thanks to his wife). Dean after his dentistry session with Garth in 15x10. Meg from 6x10 Caged Heat (the episode with the pizza man porn). Dean and Sam investigating in 4x12 Criss Angel Is a Douchebag (an episode about growing old poorly). Crowley in 10x16 Paint It Black (that episode). Dean playing that game in 14x17 Game Night (the episode Cas calls for God, and when Mary dies - the one playing the game was God...). Sam and Dean getting out of the car in 13x05 when they visit the traumatized kid (peak mourning Dean episode...). Then we go into reality fuckery territory again with 14x15 Peace of Mind, Sam under the psychic’s control and Cas disgruntled about it.

[Gif 9] Mick Davies from 12x16 Ladies Drink Free, when he learnt a lesson about monsters. Dean geeking out about the Hatchet Man - so heavy with mirror significances - in 14x04 Mint Condition. Belphegor - Jack’s dark mirror - in 15x03 The Rupture, the break-up episode. Donna’s first episode again, this time Dean and she eating donuts. Dean, Sam and Mary hugging in 12x22 after the confrontation in Mary’s head. Kaia in 13x09 The Bad Place, when Jack uses her to find the way to where Mary is (Mary pattern?). Claire&co rescuing Jody and Donna in 13x10 Wayward Sisters. Dean in 1944 dresses as a sailor in 11x14 The Vessel. Baby nyooming in 15x11 The Gamblers...

Aaand more Changing Channels, the genital herpes ad. It’s almost like reality fuckery is a theme. Followed by Sam drinking the anti-cold concoction at Garth’s in 15x10 and the two of them outside the monster fighting pit in the same episode. Then Cas, Dean, Sam and Jack on a video call with Ketch in 14x09 The Spear when they talk about the egg to trap Michael.

[Gif 10] We stay in the same episode with the four of them heading to Michael. Then the four of them celebrating Jack’s return to life (after Cas’ deal with the Empty). More present, and then the iconic “we’ve got work to do” [trunk closes] moment from the pilot.

So: some of these moments seem like genuine moments you’ll want to put in a montage, but there’s a weird predominance of characters smiling and looking happy or goofy. It’s kind of... not exactly representative of the show as a whole, you know? There are moments that fit as, you know, iconic steps in the story, but surprisingly few, and many moments you’d expect to be in a “final” montage are blatantly not there. Several moments with, let’s put it like this, suspicious meta connotations. Moments that, well, we don’t know what happens in the finale yet, but smell like they might be relevant to future developments. (Metatron’s speech to newly human Cas anyone?)

What really strikes me is the amount of moments connected to reality being manipulated or distorted in some way. Lots of Changing Channels, fantasy elements of various kinds (the Djinn dream, Scoobynatural, Oz, the imaginary friend Becky’s wedding to Sam, the fairy, ...), them acquiring luck (s3) or losing it (s15), and so on. It’s almost like the sequence is telling us something...

Thoughts?

#anon #my spn thoughts #spn meta #spn 15x19 #spn

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buckleyxdiaz · 3 years

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my Mae Parr headcannons :)

she always goes by mae and never mary, to the point where she started school and a teacher called her mary and she didn’t know who they were talking to. cathy has considered legally changing her name to mae

she absolutely idolises lizzie and always wants to do everything her big sister is doing. most of the time lizzie doesn’t mind unless she’s decided that something belongs to her and her only and then she’ll throw a fit until her mums take mae to try something else

she LOVES to read and is the best reader in her class by a mile. from the minute that she was ressurected cathy read to her as much as she could, so by the time mae was 5 she was reading at the level of a 12 year old

she’s obsessed with the stars so anne painted a glow in the dark star scene on her bedroom roof for her so that when they turn the light in her bedroom off it looks like you’re stargazing

she loves her madrina lina and follows her around wherever catalina goes, to the point where they jokingly refer to mae as “lina’s little shadow”

she knows all the songs and choreography for the show and isn’t afraid to dance and sing her little heart out from her spot watching from next to the stage, and the fans love to see if they can spot her

she calls cathy mama and anne mummy which is the opposite of what lizzie does (anne is mama and cathy is mummy) which at first was really confusing but now cathy and anne just know to listen for which voice is calling out and the other queens know that whenever mae or lizzie say mama they mean the woman who gave birth to them

she absolutely LOVES dressing exactly like her mama, and cathy secretly loves it just as much, so they have so many matching outfits that they wear

she’s quite shy, especially compared to her sister. she’s quite content to just sit and listen instead of talking herself, so cathy decided to teach her a bit of sign language so that she could communicate without talking

she HATES being away from her mama for long periods of time. she’s fine if cathy is somewhere else in the house, but if cathy has to go somewhere for a couple of days mae is a mess

she calls lizzie zizi, cause when she was a baby that’s how she said lizzie, and when she got older it stuck (and lizzie calls her mae-mae) (this one is actually going to be used in a future chapter of mll that i’ve already written lol)

when mae grows up i picture her wanting to be a vet or something to do with working with animals, so her first job is volunteering with the local animal shelter, which goes fine until one day she comes home with a tiny little kitten who had lost its mother and siblings and needed to be hand fed, and at first cathy and anne are so against this kitten staying for longer than it has to, but then they find themselves getting up in the middle of the night to feed the kitten, and anne teaches the kitten to sit on her shoulder while she walks around the house, and suddenly the kitten is a part of their family and they officially adopt it

mae’s favourite colour is turquoise because it’s the perfect middle between blue and green, and because of this the costume designer for six makes her a tiny little turquoise costume that has the boleyn top but the parr pants, and a little ‘m’ choker and cathy puts her hair up into the parr style, and every single time she goes to the show she wears it (lizzie also has her own costume which is the black alt top and boleyn skirt and her own ‘b’ choker, and it’s all in a vibrant orange to match her hair, and she gets her hair done in space buns, and everyone always loves seeing mae and lizzie at the shows because they’re all dressed up and look so fricken cute)

mae gets on pretty well with mary despite their large age gap but she never really connected with edward, which breaks jane’s heart. cathy and anne blame it on the fact that lizzie and edward bicker constantly and mae doesn’t like edward on principal for her big sister

her favourite disney princess is moana and she has a little moana costume that she once wore for two weeks straight, she even slept in the costume

she loves it when her mum puts her hair into space buns because her hair is so curly they look like little pom poms on her head, plus her sister always gets space buns and she loves being like a little lizzie

i’ll stop there but just know i have so many more and if you’d like to hear any more i’m happy to share them :)

#six the musical #six the kids #mae parr #mae parr headcannon #cathy parr #catherine parr #anne boleyn #lizzie boleyn #parrlyn #parrlyn and kids

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viking-raider · 4 years

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Far From Home - Chapter Six

Summary: Henry figures out how to get you documented in the 21st Century, so he can take you home to London, with him. The stress gets to both of you, and you start learning more about 21st Century technology.

Pairing: Henry Cavill/Reader

Word Count: 5,723

Chapters: One Two Three Four Five

Rating: M - Time Travel, Language, Mature, Sex, Teasing

Inspiration: Outlander, Lol

Author’s Note: Tell me what you think!

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After much googling and calling various places and agencies, Henry managed to contact a lawyer that was willing to help you get all the documentation and identification that you would need to function and travel in the 21st century. It only required a move to a hotel in Stockholm; Marianne had also gone with you both, wanting to help, in any way she could. He also made a public announcement on his Instagram, once he got his phone back, assuring the world he was safe and sound, and there wasn't nothing to worry about. You watched with fascination as he did the announcement, you were still rather confused on how a cellphone worked and how everyone seemed to be attached to them.

Did people not go out and meet with each other anymore?

You thought, as Henry had explained to you that hundreds, thousands and even millions of people all across the world could see him posting the video, in a matter of seconds. It all sounded like some sort of magic or trick that Loki would do.

“You wanna see something cool?” Henry asked, after he finished and smiled brightly at you.

“Sure.” You answered, slowly.

Henry smiled more, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and pulled you into his side, making his device light up and pressed on the front of it, making the screen change to something else as he held it at arm's length. You gasped, blinking several times, when you saw your and Henry's faces appear on it, you looked at Henry, noticing the second you on the screen did the same, making Henry chuckle.

“It's a camera.” He explained to you, watching you look between his phone and him.

“Like, on the tv?” You asked, meeting his eye.

“Sorta, yeah. Same idea and deal, but people can't see us, unless I use my Instagram.” He told you.

“Insta-what?” You frowned, shaking your head at him.

“It was the thing I was just using to reassure everyone that I was okay.” He told you, turning his camera off real quick and opened the app on his home screen. “This is Instagram. People posts pictures of themselves, animals and anything else they find interesting, as well as videos.” He showed you different pictures he took, mostly of Kal and other things, he showed you a video he shot back in 2015, where he was shaving the beard he had for playing Captain Syverson. “It's how people socialize nowadays.”

“Do people not go out and meet each other anymore?” You frowned, finally voicing that thought.

“They still do. But, it's easier to socialize with phones, technology and things, like Instagram, when people are too far away to meet up.” He told you, turning his camera back on, then pulled you into a kiss, snapping a photo of it as your lips met. “Look at that,” he grinned, pulling away and showing you the photo. “You're first 21st Century picture.”

You looked at it, tilting your head. “Is that what I look like?” You asked, you'd never had your photo taken before, not even painted back home in the 12th Century. Of course, you've seen your reflection in streams and the mirror in the bathroom, but, seeing the photo on Henry's phone, seemed different.

“It is.” Henry replied, softly, setting his phone down and cupped your face in his hands, so you looked at him. “You're beautiful, inside and out.” He told you, kissing you again, deep and sweet. “We need to talk about a few things, before the lawyer gets here tomorrow.” He said, changing the subject to a serious note.

“Okay.” You nodded, feeling your nerves and stress spark up again.

“You're going to asked a lot of questions, one of them is going to be about your last name.” He told you, leaning forward and picking up a piece of paper he had written some of the info on, while he was on the phone with the lawyer.

“I thought,” You frowned, caught off guard. “I thought, I had your name?” You said, shaking your head at him.

“You do, and you will more appropriately to this time period, once we get everything else settled.” Henry assured you, patting your thigh. “But, he's going to ask you about your maiden name. The name you had before we married, technically.”

“I didn't have one.” You frowned at him, brows drawing together.

“Then, how did you guys refer to each other as?” Henry asked, realizing he never really paid attention to that, while he was there.

You shrugged your shoulders, shyly. “If someone shared a name with another in the village, they had a nickname. Like, Thorstein, the smith, his cousin had the same name, so people would call him Thor, both for short and, he was a blacksmith, so he swung a hammer around, like the God.” You explained to him, chewing on your lip. “Or they would simply be referred to, like my brother little brother Olle would have been, as Gunnarson. Because, he would have been my father's son.”

“What about that?” Henry asked, lifting a brow at you.

“What, Gunnarson?” You answered, blinking at him.

“Yeah.” He nodded, liking the sound of it.

“But, I'm not his son, I'm his daughter.” You laughed, shaking your head at him, amused.

“It doesn't really matter, if you are or not. You're still his child, either way, and it'll be a nice way to honor him.” He pointed out, hand rubbing your thigh as he watched that distant light in your eye form, he'd seen it in your eyes a dozen times a day; your mind going back to how you left things in the past, worrying about the safety of your father and village. “I'm sure, they're all right, y/n. Your father is a fine and capable Jarl, and warrior.” He whispered to you, leaning in to kiss your cheek, tenderly. “He knew, it might come to you leaving with me. I'm sure, he thinks your somewhere in the wild.”

“He knows, what wild, I'm in.” You whispered, very softly.

“What?” Henry squeaked, looking like a deer in headlights.

“I told him.” You sighed, rubbing your face and resting back against the couch cushions. “About you.” You added, even quieter.

“You what?” He snapped, absolutely stunned at your confession. “You told him, about the stones?”

“Yes.” You gulped, hearing the growing anger in his voice.

“When?” Henry snapped, sitting up straight. “Why!” He barked, losing a handle on his temper.

“After the incident with Wulfric and Ove, when they accused you of running, while I was away.” You sighed, calm and reserved. “He asked me, why I was going through so much trouble to protect you, why I was treating you the way I was, and not like the rest-”

“Of the slaves, you mean.” He hissed at you.

The word hit you in the chest, like he had punched you with his fist.

Everyone had seen you treat Henry differently from the rest of the Thralls, you need no attempt on hiding it, you didn't care enough to hide your overwhelming need to protect Henry from them, from the abusive and brutal life of a Norse; as a slave. You had heard your uncle, Bjorn, was planning on sacrificing Henry to the Gods, to ensure their crops were good that year, you hadn't cared that he was; at first. Lukas had told you and your father that they had captured a stray Anglo-Saxon roaming the hillside not far from Östholm, fearing him to be a scout. But, at the feast for the raiding bounty, when they lined up all the good and able bodied slaves, before you and your father, you spotted Henry as the one they were talking about, like a crow among ducks. He looked so strange, in his running clothes, trying so desperately to make himself look weak and insignificant. But, you could tell he was neither, and felt yourself drawn to him with a force you couldn't, and really still can't, understand or place. It called to you, begged you to take this poor man and protect him, to care for him and love him, or it would be an affront to the Gods themselves. So, when your father turned to you, asking if you wanted to chose one, since you had done so well on the raid, you chose Henry automatically, in your mind that is, you didn't want to pick him outright, that would have been suspicious, so you scanned the rest of them, acting like the choice was a burden and hard, before relenting and picking him. Gunnar had looked at you, like you had lost your ever-loving mind, not just because you chose an Anglo-Saxon for a thrall, but you had chosen the one your uncle, fully intended to kill. It could have ended badly, Bjorn feeling you were trying to take his offering to the Gods and insult him, getting all the favor of Odin for yourself and Skali. But, your reply to your father's question, was more than simple and obvious; you weren't stupid or blind.

'If Bjorn wanted to keep him for himself, as a sacrifice to the Gods, he shouldn't have put him up for the taking.'

Gunnar relented, and told Bjorn your choice in Henry, reciting the same line of reasoning as you had told him, when your uncle wanted to protest the matter. So, there it was. That's why you had chosen Henry. That's why, you had treated him like he wasn't really a thrall, while keeping up the barest minimum of illusions that he was; you had stopped considering Henry a thrall or your thrall, and truly began to fall in love with him, the night you held his shaking body in your arms and listened to him cry, about wanting to go home. Hearing Henry refer to himself a thrall, a slave, and having to call him one back home, had always made you sick to your stomach and lightheaded; he made you weak and he made you strong, all at the same time.

“Yes.” You gulped, blinking at the tears that so desperately wanted to form in your eyes. “I told him, why I chose you that night. That—” You gulped harder. “That, I had fallen in love with you, I had been in love with you, the moment I saw you, coming into Östholm.”

“You loved me the whole time,” Henry huffed, surprised. “and you more or less left me to my own device for first few months you owned me, in Skali.”

“I never wanted to own you, Henry.” Your voice broke a little bit. “and I didn't want to completely listen to myself either. But, like Svipdagr, I couldn't hid from my fate any longer.”

“That's when you brought me in, the first person to really treat me like a human.” Henry whispered. “Then, you told your father about me.” He said, still angry.

“Yes, I told him all that, and what you had told me, about coming from here to there.” You nodded, picking at the black and gray fabric of your leggings. “He thought, I was crazy, but he came around. That's when he started to like you. He finally understood you, he finally understood why I was drawn to you.”

“What if he hadn't believed you?” Henry snapped, startling at you, you didn't think he'd be so upset about it. “He could have killed both of us.”

“No, he wouldn't have.” You squeaked back, shaking your head, hurt.

“He could have told the whole village, Wulfric would have been backed up, then he really would have killed me.”

“I wouldn't have let that happen.” You frowned, sitting up. “Henry, please, I wouldn't have let him hurt you, I never let him hurt you.” You tried to soothe him. “Please, just calm down--”

“I'm not your thrall anymore, Ghost!” Henry suddenly roared, scaring you, you had never seen this side of him before. “You can't order me around.”

Your mouth dropped open and blinked several times, silent tears dripping down your cheek and off your jaw, you took a shuttered breath, with a look of absolute pain on your face. “I'm sorry.” You whimpered, getting up.

“Fuck.” Henry gasped, recalling himself as you reached the room door. “Y/n, please. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it. I'm just stressed out, that's all.” He babbled, as you pulled the door open. “Please, don't go.” He begged you, panting as you stepped out into the hall.

“I'm not your thrall, Henry. You can't order me around.” You replied, using his own words against him.

“But, you are my wife.” Henry countered, still desperate to get you back into the room, the fear of losing you was squeezing at his heart.

“In my time, I'm your wife. But, you said it yourself, so did he,” You answered, referencing the lawyer. “It's not binding, here and now.” You told him and let the door shut.

“Y/n!” He yelled, bolting out of the room and down the hall, making it to the lift just as the doors closed, sealing you away from him. “Fuck!” He cried, slapping his palms to and resting his forehead on the closed doors.

“Henry?” Marianne's voice called, her room was just across the hall from the lift. “What's going on?”

“Y/n and I, had a fight and I was an idiot.” He replied, not looking back at his mother. “I used something against her, that wasn't at all her fault to start with. She was the one that saved me from it, and I still hurt her with it. I'm just so tired and stressed out, trying to make sure she's all right and taken care of, I think, I've missed what she wants.”

Marianne rested her hand on Henry's broad back, rubbing up and down his spine. “I'm sure, she's just as stressed out and tired, as you are, Henry. This is all new and scary to her.”

“She's scared.” Henry whimpered.

He had been trying, so hard, to slowly introduce you into his world, pointing out things and explaining them, answering your curious and shy questions, that he hadn't thought about you being afraid of what was going on around you. He had noticed, how you clung onto his hand and arm, while out and about, going to stores, or the restaurant he took you to the night before, showing you different ways food was served nowadays. If he was honest with himself, he reveled in it, having you lean on him, having you hold onto him, seeking and needing him to protect you, finally. He couldn't properly protect you back in your own time, he wasn't a warrior, he couldn't defend himself with a sword or in a proper fight against anyone in your time, that much had been made clear to him, as he was beaten and enslaved. But, here, in his time, that role had reversed. Now, you were the one that couldn't, you couldn't just pick up a sword and end the matter that way. So, you depended on him, and he failed. He hadn't protected or took care of your most basic need, emotionally and mentally, he'd only focused on the physical.

You left the hotel, you didn't know where you were going, you didn't care either way; you just needed fresh air and space to think. You picked a direction and went that way, following the flow of the early afternoon rush, getting lost in the crowd and noise, letting it absorb you. Suddenly, you paused, looking up at a huge building and frowned. Turning on your heels, you wandered into the building and felt like you had been sucked back in time, back to your own time. You wandered around, pausing at various displays and roped off objects, you stopped dead, as you walked to the end of a hall and saw a huge ship taking up a vast majority of the next room; not just any ship though, a viking ship.

“Remarkable, isn't it?” Someone behind you asked, spooking you. “Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to startle you.” She smirked. “I work here, one of the historians.”

“You know the history of the Norse?” You asked, turning your body towards her.

“I know a great deal about it.” the Historian nodded.

You blinked, chewing the inside of your cheek for a moment, debating your thoughts. “Do you know a place, it's probably no longer around, called Skali?” You asked her, feeling your hands start to shake.

The Historian frowned for a moment, then turned on her high heels. “Follow me.” She said, waving you to go with her.

Not wasting a second, you followed after her as she guided you through the museum, the click of her heels on the polished floors echoing through the halls. It took a couple of minutes to make it to the other side of the building, where she disappeared into a little office for a moment, re-emerging with a book and flipped through it. You stood in front of her, impatient and antsy for any news on what happened to your village.

“It seems, at some point around the year 1056, Skali became part of Dalsland, in Götaland.” She told you, her long, manicured nail following the sentence on the page. “After the Jarl of the village passed away at the, amazing, age of eighty-one.”

“Does it tell you the name of the Jarl?” You asked, hands shaking even hard and your heart started to drum against your ribcage.

“Yes, here in the footnotes.” She nodded, moving to the back of the book. “Gunnar 'Ironside' Eriksson.” she said, looking up at you as you whimpered, letting out a breath you hadn't realized you had been holding since passing through the stones with Henry a month before. “Are you all right?” She asked you, concerned as she watched you almost crumble to the ground, and cry.

“He lived.” You sobbed, gulping thickly, then pulled yourself together, wiping at your eyes. “Sorry, I've been—studying, about the village and their Jarl. I saw somewhere, that he was killed.” You lied, trying to ease the woman's concern for you.

“No, I assure you, he lived to an advanced age.” She assured you, still worried about you.

“That's incredible, thank you.” You smiled, hugging her on impulse, before turning and walking away from her, making your way out of the museum, sniffling.

“Y/n!” Henry's voice called, as you trotted down the stairs of the museum.

“How did you find me?” You frowned as you met each other.

“Well, I figured, as upset as you were, that you'd want to be somewhere more—familiar—to think. So, I googled the closet place with Norse history, and this was at the top of the list.” He told you, looking you over, he could see your eyes were still red and wet. “I'm sorry,” he whimpered, brushing his fingers through your hair and cupping your damp face in his hands. “I never meant to be such an ass. I know, it's hard and scary for you to be here, with me—because of me. I just--”

“He died.” You blurted out, blinking up at him, catching him off guard.

“Who?” Henry frowned, shaking his head, then it accrued to him. “Your father.” He said softly, his already soft and concerned face, became even more so. “I'm so sorry, y/n.”

“He died,” You repeated, smiling at him. “When he was eighty-one.”

Henry looked shocked and dumbfounded. “He lived, for almost another forty years, after we left?” He asked, stunned by the news, but also as relieved about it as you were, it meant that he wasn't killed for your actions of killing Wulfric.

“Yes.” You laughed, feeling a tremendous weight fall off your shoulders. “Skali doesn't, technically, exist anymore. When my father died, it became part of Dalsland, in what's now Götaland. It all survived, Henry.”

“That's a relief.” Henry sighed, feeling like he could breathe again too, as he folded you into his arms. “I'm glad, and relieved, to know everything was all right, after we left.” He whispered into your ear, nosing your hair, gently. “That, you know the truth now.” He added, kissing your jaw.

“So, am I.” You whispered back, melting into his body. “And, I think, you're right; about honoring him.” You added, tilting your head back to look up at him.

Henry smiled at you, resting his forehead against yours for a moment, until he felt the fat droplets of rain hit the back of his neck, and looked up at the graying sky. “Looks like it about to pour.” He said, wiping away a few of the droplets that hit his face.

“We should go, then.” You said, feeling them too, and shivered.

“That's a good idea.” He agreed, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and hugged you against his side, sheltering you with his body from the rain and helped keep you warm, on the long walk back to the hotel suite.

The next day, you and Henry went down to the lawyer's office, answering all the questions he, and the Swedish government, had for you, and filled out a mass of paperwork. With that all done, all you and Henry had to do was wait the five business days for your new passport and up to six weeks for the copy of your birth certificate after the proper people, went through the channels and processes to issue you one, along with your citizenship. After that, you could get an identification card and you'd be completely legal in the 21st century, free to move about the world as you pleased. You and Henry could also, officially and legally, be married as well.

“That wasn't so hard, was it?” Henry said, as you both left the office.

You snorted and rolled your eyes at him. “If you say so.” you teased him.

“I can't wait, to take you home with me.” Henry said, walking down to the rental car he'd gotten, hand and hand with you.

“I'm just nervous about the whole—plane—situation.” You said, as Henry opened your door for you.

“You'll be all right.” He assured you, getting in the car beside you. “It's not as scary as it seems. Besides, if you get scared, you have me and the Bear to comfort and calm you.” He promised, reaching over and squeezing your knee.

You weren't sure about it, but Henry had insisted on it. So, you gripped the cell phone in your hand, feeling incredibly strange by doing so. Henry had showed you how to use it several times, and found that you had a much easier time texting, then you did making a physical call with it, chalking that up to the similarity of texting to what you were more use to, letter writing. You sat on the couch, in the hotel suite, slowly turning the phone around and around in your hand, lost in thought.

“I'll be back.” Henry said, kissing the top of your head. “I'm going to take my mum to the airport, shouldn't take too long.” He promised, smiling at you. “If you need anything, just text me.” He called over his shoulder, going out the door.

You licked your lips as the door closed behind him, sighing, you glanced around the room and spotted the headphones Henry had also got for you, in case you wanted to listen to something on your phone, once you got the hang of navigating the thing. Getting up, you retrieved the headphones, and after a minute or two of trying to remember what hole Henry said the one end went into, you pushed the buds into your ears and sat back down beside Kal, on the couch. You stared at the lit up screen for a long time, having to wake it up a time or two, before tapping the G button on the home screen, like you had seen Henry do on his phone, countless times. A screen popped up and so did your keyboard, you glanced at Kal, who lifted his head at you.

“What do you think I should Google, Kal?” You asked the Akita. “How about music?” You inquired, turning back to the screen and slowly typed in Norse Music, seeing what this century's take on your time's music was, then tapped the first thing that showed up on the list, Helvegen by Wardruna.

The song started slow and quiet, then picked up, the lyrics filled your ears and flowed into your blood, making goosebumps ripple over your flesh. You had gotten lost in it, and the other songs that played after it, in the same theme. Henry came back to the room, finding you stretched out, head propped up on Kal's back, foot swaying to the beat of the song as it laid draped over the arm of the couch. He smiled, watching you. He was proud of you, you had figured out how to find and listen to music on your phone, without having to ask; and clearly found music you enjoyed listening too, on top of it. He braced his hands on the armrest above your head and leaned over you, eyes closed and a happy smile on your face. Henry was relieved you were adjusting so well, especially after finding out your father survived and lived to a respectable old age. Your eyes opened, finally sensing Henry's presence and pulled out your headphones.

“Hey.” He smiled down at you, softly.

“Hi.” You smiled up at him.

“I see, you've taught yourself a few things, while I was away.” He said, brushing your cheek with the back of his hand.

“I did.” You nodded, proud of yourself. “I discovered, Youtube.” You told him, sitting up and turned to face him.

“It's a very handy place for music.” Henry nodded, amused.

You laid on your stomach, on the bed, still drying from your shower with Henry, and laughed, when he playfully slapped you on the butt. “Naughty boy.” You smirked at him, over your shoulder.

“Mmhm, naughty indeed.” He smirked back, licking his lips as his eyes trailed up your naked body.

Henry bent kissing the back of your calf, nipping lightly at your warm skin, gliding his lips over the back of your knee to your thigh, where he bit even harder, making you yelp and giggled, shaking your head at him. He moved on, biting into each of your cheeks, then buried his face between your legs, licking at the underside of your pussy with his broad and greedy tongue, making your toes curl.

“Oh gods, Henry.” You whimpered, hands twisting in the sheets, pushed your hips back and arched your belly down, moaning lewdly at the increased pressure of his tongue and mouth. “I love feeling your mouth on me.” You sighed softly, breathing in light and steady pants.

He smirked against your folds, curving his tongue, so the tip could tease the nub of your clit. Henry gripped your hips, holding you in place against his mouth and doubling his efforts, drawing you to the very edge of no return for your orgasm, then pulled back, licking your juices from his lips, laughing as you protested. “As much as I love you coming against my mouth, I love all the more,” He moved over you, supporting his body on his knees and elbows, bringing his mouth against the rim of your earlobe. “when you come around my cock.”

You shivered beneath him, pushing your head back to rest on his shoulder and turned your face into his, kissing his cheek and jaw. “But, your cock isn't in me, is it?” You purred into his ear, tugging on it with your teeth.

“Easily, remedied.” Henry panted.

Reaching between your bodies and lining up the head of his shaft, Henry slowly eased into your core, feeling your walls quiver around him, still so close to coming, so he took his time. You whimpered and moaned as his thickness stretched you open. Henry moved his arm to better hold himself, so he didn't hurt you under his weight, kissing your neck and jawline, tugging on your earlobe with his teeth and grinding himself into you. He used his knee to push your legs open even farther, he smoothed a hand down your side to your hip, squeezing it for a moment, before slipping his hand beneath you, reaching down between you and the bed to start rubbing your clit with two fingers, then bucked in against you, making you gasp. He hit your spot and cervix with each experienced and practiced movement, while also stimulating your clit. You could feel yourself starting to unravel, you weren't going to last long and Henry knew it, so he slowed down, easing off your nub.

“You're torturing me.” You whimpered, nudging back against him.

“All the better, to hear you moan and beg me to come.” Henry smirked, chuckling and drove his cock harder into you, then stilled.

“You monster.” You laughed, trying to rub back against him, to make him move inside of you, but Henry let a little bit more of his weight to rest on you, pinning you even more to the bed.

“How wet you are.” He cooed into your hair and felt you dripping onto his fingers, a slow damp patch forming beneath you. “If you get any wetter, we're going to have to have the sheets changed.” He teased you, grinding his hips in a way that made his still fingers, rub at your clit.

“Then, let me come.” You moaned, biting the corner of your lip. “Ah, Henry!” You roared, frustrated as he only laughed, biting your neck, muffling his laugh of amusement. “Oh, I hate you so.” You growled, pleasantly trapped beneath his chiseled body.

“You hate me?” Henry pouted, nuzzle the back of your ear. “That's not very nice of you, wife, and when I'm only trying to please you.” He said, burying his nose in your still damp and fragrant hair.

“You are teasing me, husband.” You retorted, squeezing your walls around his cock and rubbing back against him, the best you could.

Henry pulled his hips back, half withdrawing his member from inside your core. “You want me to tease you, wife?” He rumbled into your ear, his voice heavy with lust and playfulness. “I can do just that, my love.” He pulled himself free of your core, but stayed where he was, on all fours above you and removed his arm from beneath your body to between your legs from the back, slipping his broad thumb into his cock's place and curving his fingers back to your nub.

Your mouth felt open in a silent moan, Henry pressing his thumb down against your spot, rubbing it in time with your clit, your body rocking against his hand, of its own accord. Henry smirked, listening to you moan and whimper as he teased you, pushing his thumb deeper into you, feeling how slick you made his fingers and palm. He removed his thumb and pressed his first two fingers in, fucking them hard into you, the wet sounds of your dripping pussy filling the room.

“Look at that.” He smirked, pulling his fingers out and spreading them apart, seeing the thickness of your cum stretch between them. “So, so wet.” He moaned, showing his wet fingers to you. “That wet spot on the bed is such a nice size now.” He teased you, biting into your shoulder, causing you to cry out as he left a well-defined bite mark behind.

“Please, Henry.” You begged him, licking your lips and rubbing your ass up against his hard cock, feeling it drip between your cheeks, making you even wetter, and swallowed. “Henry, please. For the love of Gods, put your cock in me and let me come around it already.” You cried, reaching back and tangling your fingers into his curls.

“I suppose, since you've begged so nicely.” Henry chuckled, wrapping his sticky hand around his cock and filled you with it again, his hand always finding its way back underneath you, to your clit.

He wasted no time in making you come, hard, your walls squeezing around his shaft made him groan and bucking into your harder, the bed shaking and protesting beneath you both. “Christ, I love you.” He panted, pulling you both back, so he knelt on the bed and you were pulled up on your hands and knees, the slap of skin mixing with the wet sounds of his cock driving into you. You took in a shaky gasp of air and gripped the blankets for dear life, feeling another orgasm mounting in the pit of your stomach, making you weak and shaky. Henry pounded into you, ripping you though your second orgasm, withdrew and pushed you onto your back and yanked you down to him, still standing on his knees, he hosted up your hips, wrapping your shaking and heavy legs around his waist and re-entered you, picking up the pace he had left off, moaning and grunting loudly.

“Y/n.” Henry panted, out of breath, and filling you so much with his come, that it oozed out and dripped onto the bed. He licked his lips, letting your legs slip down his thick thighs, bending over you and kissed you deeply. “I love you.” He panted, rolling onto his side and holding you against him. “I love you, so very much.”

You smiled, brushing his damp curls off his sweaty forehead and kissed his cheek, tenderly. “I love you, just as much.” You whispered back, tangling your legs with his.

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i decided to make notes as I watched POF (SVSR) for the second time and damn. it’s just as much of a rollercoaster even when you know what’s coming (warning this is long there’s a lot going on)

- wild to me how we jump straight in!

- lee & mary lee are adorable & also thomas at the wedding is a Mood literally me at all my friends weddings

- the flashback breaks my heart,

- Patton is still a really good trier... he’s so good and he tries so hard and I love him

- the way thomas rips off his suit jacket...

- the song that isn’t sung!

- Patton says “we four helped you” but there were five sides in svs hmm I feel like that’s probably significant in some way

- the ace attorney ref makes me very happy! there was a secret path of me hoping for for a professor layton reference but this is ehhhh kinda close?

- the fact that the first thing they say is “why didn’t we talk to lee and mary lee” like. yeah!!

- WE SHOULD START LOOKING I TO WAYS TO PREDICT THE FUTURE! he’s a little confused but he’s got the spirit

- patton and roman bffs!!

- feral cats,,, what a tangent i stan roman

- I like that we get some more context to the invite as well, like being asked face to face does add another element to the dilemma

- Dame Judy Dench = Queen Groovy Bench I see you using those Good Place swears, Roman

- “maybe they ... feel guilty” is like. I get where you’re coming from Patton but talking to them should’ve been step one imo like. I have been to lots of friends weddings and talking to them is important

- “I’m not sure there was a good ending to get” ... “for he’s a jolly good fellow!”

- them calling Patton out for how critical he’s been!!! very important!!! and I appreciate that Patton is trying “I’m just trying to help you be a good as you can be!” he still has more to learn but still im love him

- the bagel callback lol

- GameStore instead of GameStop lol Patton

- FROGGER

- “he eats fly for breakfast”

- We’re ten minutes in and there’s already so much going on

- Also I just want to appreciate that thomas is such a good actor I can tell which side is speaking just from their voice like the cadence is different and they way they say words ahhh it’s something I’ve thought about before but it’s really hitting me with these voice over segments

- Leslie Odom Jr lol if only we’d known

- The Pokemon battle format is so good and I love that it’s being used for a “do you give money to a homeless actor”

- The hotdog puns....

- Logan’s Lowdown!!!

- Roman mouthing “behoove” to Patton is very cute but I feel bad for Logan :(

- Pixel Logan is adorable

- The fact that roman immediately goes “ignorant” breaks my heart listen to logan!!! please!!!!

- Patton trying to soften his thoughts is kind of painful to watch

- “As long as that’s not the main reason you’re doing it!” Patton no,,,,,,,,

- Roman needs to be listened to more he looks so defeated when Patton doesn’t agree with him and only continues after serious prompting I feel like he’s been ignored too many times lately I’m very excited for a roman arc :((

- “Leslie Odom Jr’s....literal cake that he baked!!!”

- Logan’s fun fact popping up in the mario scene!! that’s my boy!!!

- Also the fact that roman is immediately painting deceit as the bad guy after they spent all of svs getting along......like, I feel like after the other sides decided that deceit wasn’t at all genuine or looking out for thomas’ best interests roman did a full 180* on him which makes sense for romans character but is also kinda depressing bc in is lying okay? and svs he was like “oh he’s not that bad!!” And now he’s like “scute bellied tyrant!!” damn

- Patton let’s him talk and then immediately is like “uuuuh no” yikes

- Roman targets all his insults at deceit and very carefully avoids being even playfully rude to anyone else hmm I really do think he’s trying to “make up” for siding with deceit last time and in the end it doesn’t even matter :((( bc he still feels like he’s disappointing people

- Roman seems like he’s genuinely trying to understand and Patton is really struggling to articulate his thoughts and that creates such a good conflict between the two bc it’s not like theyre really against each other it’s just solid interpersonal difference. or intrapersonal I guess

- The trolley problem!!!! A classic I love it

- The way it’s animated too is so good... the “Thomas is full of dread” the way the music cuts when the train appears how it cuts right before the train hits “is it over” ahhhhhh

- Also Leslie Odom Jr again lol

- “Maybe don’t depict scenarios where my friends die” and then later Patton is specifically like “it’s lee and mary lee!!!” lol wild

- “You know we don’t like to use the T word!!!” GREAT little aside

- “So it’s the how that matters” “yeah... and the why!!!” patton baby you’re trying so hard and I love you but it’s okay. you don’t need to have all the answers. you can just not know! I promise it’s alright!

- Thomas face after Patton brings up the “figment of your imagination” things KILLS ME

- I actually disagree with Thomas on the “putting more good into the world” as not being a compelling answer BUT I think that Patton is overlooking how feeling good/having positive emotions attached with those actions IS directly putting more good into the world. like, if doing good makes you feel good, that’s a good thing!! idk

- Logan disagreeing with Patton was good and we all know logan is my favourite but I think he could’ve handled that a little better

- PATTON HITTING SKIP ALL..... sweetie no :((

- everyone has already said this but that cane is the snake boy

- Roman even pulls back the insults on a philosopher who is not there

- Also Roman being like “your desires are getting in the way” again bc he feels like he’s not being listened to or appreciated bc there’s something about him that’s “wrong” and trying to shoulder the blame bc he feels bad that his desires (success, fame, love, appreciation) are inherently selfish :(((

- “that is the stupidest thing you’ve ever said” right sentiment, terrible delivery

- the way roman says “you’re just blowing smoke” is a Lot and very much like his fishing for validation but I don’t blame him for it, after what he’s just admitted it’s truly understandable that he needs that validation

- Thomas’ point about feelings motivating him is REALLY good bc we are all motivated by our emotions

- “Doing nothing is even worse!” i mean you’re not wrong but not in the way you think,,

- Logan/Deceit (I do think it’s deceit at this point) using the oxygen mask metaphor is really great to me!!! I love that metaphor & I was going to be a flight attendant so it’s something I thought about a lot. I’ll talk about it more when Deceit brings it up again lol

- “Uuuh I do need help” mood thomas mood

- “Temporarily put himself first” oof

- “It’s easy to say what we would hypothetically do...” hard agree

- Watching logan/deceit huff and roll his eyes solidifies for me that it is deceit like something about it feels unlike Logan lol I can’t explain why

- Roman nodding along with the explanation of why leisure is important makes me very happy

- “Oh is it not? Please correct me if I’m wrong” and the way the sprite pressing further and further and being more expressive with his hands and eyebrows like damn. that’s deceit!!

- Patton’s breakdown is Iconic I love the glitching and the way it zooms out to show the layout of the living room and the way he explodes ahhhhhhh so good

- why does the frog have abs that’s my one question

- lilypadton ahdhajfka I love it

- DECEIT EX MACINA THE REVEAL IS SO GOOD as soon as he started punning (cut through this bull...frog) I was like 👀 AND THEN THE LINES AND THE CAPE AND THE LORD OF THE LIES IM HAPOY TO OBLIGE

- “CODE YELLOW”

- the deceit sprite is so cute :))))

- Deceit pulling Thomas behind him we have to stan

- “Richer than Jeff Bozos” I LOVE that roman I love you

- Deceit calling him out and the way the words themselves turn into attacks is such a fun detail

- Frog Patton still punning even in serious moments is so on brand

- Deceit dodging while thomas gets hit is a solid metaphor

- “The plane is going down, you need to give thomas some room to breathe” oof like it needed to be said but oof

- The health bars changing to “Thomas’ mental health” OOF LADS WE’RE REALLY IN IT NOW

- the way thomas looks when he steps back into frame cracks me up

- “We can still beat him! We’ve beaten him before!” oh roman, but it’s not a fight against deceit :((

- the snakes on the plane ref lmao “I’m sick of this morality fighting snake on this metaphorical plane” whoever wrote that line... I want to give them a high five truly iconic

- Deceit is so much more playful and showing more diverse personality in this ep and I’m living for it

- final fantasy!! the og version turn by turn which is what I like to play lol also the villain they’re fighting kinda looks like Virgil and idk how to feel about that

- Deceit looking away as soon as logan pops up lmaoooooo

- “Not that any of you care...” logan baby no!!!!! I care!!!!

- Effective Altruism explanation and Logan making a point to go “it employs the heart and the mind” like ... reminding Patton that they need to work together and they’re on the same side I’m soft

- Deceit and Logan agreeing warms my heart they’re both so good and ahhhh

- “Emphasis on the ‘sometimes’ though, right?” “Yeah sure whatever — I mean yes! Of course!”

- I also love how deceit addresses thomas directly they don’t do that a lot but it makes sense cause deceit is really trying to persevere thomas’ self

- Him calling roman noble and roman not believing it :((( deceit trying to be honest and ahhhhh I’m so sad

- “Selflessness isn’t always the answer” which was exactly what svs was supposed to be about

- “What do you almost all things?” “Oh you’re right we wouldn’t want to plant too many trees, imagine how much CO2 might absorbed”

- lmao why am I so impressed by Roman’s deceit impression when they’re literally the same person

- roman flipping out and attacking deceit is a Big Yikes but it’s totally in character bc roman has always been black and white even more so than Patton and it’s been building to an arc for a loooong time so I’m very excited

- Deceit taking off his glove.... saying his name......... I can’t process this

- JANUS!!!!!!!!!! It’s so good it’s perfect I love it I love him

- roman immediately laughing yikesssss

- “Oh roman thank god you don’t have a moustache otherwise between you and remus I wouldn’t know who the evil twin is” YIKESSS but also valid deceit is at a breaking point

- “I thought I was your hero” “you are!”

- I’m going to be thinking about deceit’s—JANUS’S—nod for a long time....was he agreeing with Thomas or was he saying that Thomas was lying ahhhhhhh

- “Everything’s going to be okay. We love you.” “...right” AH MY HEART

- I want to give roman a hug

- Patton asking Janus for advice like right away and Janus not being great at first but coming around quickly with the ever true “it depends” like I love the two of them together the DYNAMIC POTENTIAL

- Janus does seem fond of Patton which is cute I can’t wait for everyone to be friends again lol

- ACTUAL LESLIE ODOM JR I CANNOT

- how did they make that happen,,,, how wild

- the clapping

- “This sanders sides not odom sides,, I’m not threatened at all” that is, somehow, a mood

- “don’t kill, don’t steal, easy conclusions to come to” “even those can get iffy” “I don’t want to think about that... but maybe that proves my point!” you what we call that? growth

- “Giving too simple answers to complicated questions can do more harm than good” “mmhmm”

- “So I’m sorry! Again!” Poor boy is trying to hard and I love him :((( so much <3333

- “Oh yeah that’s cool, talk about me like I’m not here” I love you Janus!!!”

- “I’ll take care of him” and then immediately joking around and trying to make thomas laugh is very cute thomas needed something lighthearted after all of that ahhh

- “You’re not stuck with an EVIL snake boy...you’re just stuck with a snake boy!!” I LOVE YOU JANUS what an adorable nerd I would die for him

- and how excited he gets about being called right he deserves it

- “I love how much you like these constant dilemmas so please keep overthinking things” you know what I needed to hear that man

- “You can’t get doing good down to a science” WORD

- the message of treating yourself well & finding the right balance between that and doing good for others being a personal thing is very good and much needed

- Lee and Mary Lee are onscreen for like 3 minutes and I love them so much

- “So this is what you do for a living? Comedy?” “Yeah I’m a hack”

- Patton and Janus chilling on the same screen... I adore them

- “Seems like things worked out after all... I was wrong about everything!” “You and I both know that’s not true” and Patton’s soft little smile I love them!!!!

- “Odom sides would cool!” like actual Leslie Odom Jr said that.... I’m shook

- okay that’s the end it’s just as much a rollercoaster the second time around no I am not okay, thank you for your time

#sanders sides #sanders sides spoilers #putting others first #selfishness vs selflessness redux #sanders sides reactions

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