Ya know…..Famke Jannsen really is the highlight of the second season of how to get away with murder.
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My Tav, Grabbing Gale by the collar: "No, Gale. Don't take off the earring.
I want you to wear the symbol of your ex so she can hear how hard I fuck my whole heart into you, then wonder why you're callin my name and not hers like a prayer out in the wilds.
Let Mystra hear what it's like to actually be worshipped by you."
Gale: *gives a shaky thumbs up*
---Draft snippet from a fic I'm writing---
(Art incoming of my Tav who did said smashing in the wilds. Eventually. I have so much work to do. Wish me luck).
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I think people sleep on this moment in the Odyssey...
If I'm wrong, not getting full context, or see something that isn't there, feel free to give evidence to explain why.
Here he crept under a pair of bushes, one an olive, the other a wild olive, which grew from the same stem with their branches so closely intertwined that when the winds blew moist not a breath could get inside, nor could the rain soak right through to the earth.
(Book 5, Rieu)
I think this is about Penelope and him.
Obviously, their marriage bed is made from an Olive tree. If it's just about Athena then why are there two mentioned? Why did Homer mention two when he could've just said he took refuge under one? Or a completely different type of tree? Why mention them being intertwined?
One an olive: Penelope, who has been with society and "safe" in Ithaca ("Safe" because of the suitors)
One wild: Odysseus, who has dealt with literal monsters and immortals and has just escaped from Calypso. Literally naked and filthy, a "wild man".
"which grew from the same stem with their branches": Them both being together at first, before being separated.
"so closely intertwined that when the winds blew moist not a breath could get inside, nor could the rain soak right through to the earth.": Despite being separated, they are still "intertwined". Whether you want to think of it as them being likeminded or simply connected, even though they are apart, nothing could get in between them. 🥺
I don't know what else Homer could be referring to other than them.
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OK OK OK
But when Fionna asked if Simon got on the bus with Betty, and Simon goes, "No, why would I -"
THAT WAS INSANE
Betty literallt dropped everything - put her entire life on hold - because she chased after Simon. And Simon didn't drop everything to chase her back? She was on her way to Australia! Why didn't you follow her? Why did you both stay?
They fucking teased us by starting that conversation and never finishing it!!!
What do you mean Simon didn't drop everything for her??? What do you mean "Why would he"??
There's something very important there.
This goes back to the Temple of Mars episode. Betty talks about how she gave up so much for him. How that tendency to let Simon be her center to the point of terrible, terrible destruction. I think we're hitting that again. We're finally looking the elephant in the room dead in the eye.
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reading the fae au has my daddy issues REELING-
i dunno do i want to be held and comforted by one of them or fucked dumb😭🙏
could you maybe do some like paternal/father figurey stuff with any fae boy you want… cant prove the stereotype daddy issues right guys please im more than wanting old me to make me worse…
As previously stated I asked my friend for help writing the original fae!Price post. Gave me the main pointers on how it all worked.
Do you want more actual dad stuff with Ghost and baby? Or is this just wanting older men to be nice to you?
I'm just gonna have Price run some aftercare on his Witch.
You're still a little floaty, still fuzzy at the edges from having your own magic turned against you. You hear Price opening a window to let the smoke out, and you feel sort of cold without him holding onto you. Your whole body aches like you just finished working an overly complicated spell. You turn your head to rub your cheek against the couch, the worn fabric just rough enough against your skin to start to ground you back in your body.
You've done this enough times. Grounding. You stretch your fingers out and- oh, hm. Your hands are still tied behind your back. That explains the ache in your shoulders. Right. Right, you remember. You were bad at following orders, so Price had to- Why does that thought make your heart hurt a little. A small noise escapes you, somewhere between upset and need.
Price is by you in an instant, crouching to be sure he can look in your eyes as he slips his hand under your cheek to hold your face. "You're alright sweetheart," He tells you softly, "we're done, you did good."
You roll your shoulders wordlessly, your throat hurts, he nods and pushes up to reach over you and untie your wrists. You sag with a sigh feeling the pressure around your wrists disappear. Price reappears, looking over your face, checking for signs of distress. The gentle touches are so far flung from the bruising grip he'd had on you not long ago.
"You ok to sit up?" He asks, and you nod, "Good girl, up we go." Price helps you ease into sitting, his hand pressing between your shoulders to take some of the weight from the movement. Your head spins a little, and you make another upset noise at the pain of it. "I know, sugar, I know." His arm slides under your knees, the other wrapping around your shoulders.
You haven't been lifted in years, but your brain is a little sluggish in processing the soft grunt from Price before you're no longer on the couch. You rest your head against his shoulder, ground yourself a little in his scent. Or you try to, but the lingering tobacco and morning glory give you another shot of the brain fuzzies.
You drift for a while, settled at some point on the edge of your tub. The rush of water and smell of sachet herbs doing little to pull you back to earth until you are actually submerged. Magic sloughs off of you as you sink under the warm water. You hold your breath and stare up at Price through the refraction.
When you pull yourself back up to oxygen you feel like you're in your body again. At least magically. Price's hands catch your shoulders before you can tip forward back into the water. "Easy sweetheart," He tells you, his hands are rough and calloused, another feeling to ground with. You take a deep breath, trying to pull yourself from the non-magical portion of this. The soft dreamy space you'd settled in, the need to please him with little care to your own needs. "Not in a rush," Price presses your shoulders back against the end of the tub, "Just breathe, I'm not going anywhere," You close your eyes, rest your cotton stuffed head against the edge of the tub, "You did so good, I'm so proud of you."
You don't really know why he's telling you that, but it helps. Makes your ribs unwind a little. He pulls one of your hands from the water and digs his fingers into your palm, dragging and rubbing the ache from your hand before moving up to your wrist. Price pulls the pain out of your limbs as easily as he pulled the thoughts from your head, whispering soft sweet things to you until you're starting to doze.
"All mine," He murmurs, pressing his lips against the pulse in your wrist. You hum assent. All his.
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why did shiv stay with tom i don’t understand this decision at all!!!
why did shiv marry tom in the first place, why did shiv want to be loved by a man that couldn't hold all of her in his head, why did she come back to waystar when she was independently successful, why did she go back to tom all season no matter what he did or said, why did she get pregnant and keep the baby, why did she align herself with mattson who she knew was unstable and a liar....... it's not about what Makes The Most Sense Objectively... she is an only daughter in a family of violent bloodthirsty desperate men with a mother who said You Don't Like Me and went away to leave her in the unhospitable playground of her father's company... shiv makes decisions that on the surface feel like she's smarter than everyone and Knows Something They Don't but are really engineered for her to fail so that the bitter and neverending sting of misogyny doesn't feel like her fault. shiv could NEVER have endured kendall lording it over her in perpetuity but at least this way she can pretend like she was the kingmaker, like there's a future where tom takes her hand and bestows upon her the crown of a partner....
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