#we're going to have to do this again once our s2 is out because there's a lot of perfect ones that are spoilers

[gentlebeardsbarngrill]

02/05/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; Cast & Crew; Rhys Cameos; Samba BTS; Samba & Rhys Goofyness; Wee John Wednesday + surprise Leslie; UK Launch; Watch Party Reminders; What We Do In The Shadows; New Watch parties: Love Birds; Articles; Fundraisers; Schadenfreude; Trends; Morale/LoveNotes/MORE RHYS CAMEOS; Daily Darby/Tonight's Taika;

Jeez Louise fam today was a seriously jam packed day! Once again Im worried I'm gonna miss something because there was just so much so please feel free to let me know!

== Cast & Crew ==

The Crew section is a hefty one today, so buckle up buttercup it's gonna be a chaotic and heartwarming ride.

Okay so, yesterday we had that lovely message that was edited from our beloved captain. But then our dear friend @meowzawowaza_ over on twitter released yet another part of the video that specifically went over Rhys' frustrations with the cancellation. Now it's less positive, but as she says, it adds another layer that is helping rally the troops to keep fighting. Here's the thread with the videos. Apologies if you don't have twitter... I don't have a link outside of there at the moment. If I find one, I'll update it here.

THEN because she's awesome, our lovely @lucyrosebutler decided to share the cameo she had gotten previously. Which he ended with, "Yeah, you be you, keep rock'n, and yeah, you be you, and do it loudly."

Before continuing with the cast & crew...

== Kudosboard! ==

Wanna send our lovely captain, Rhys, some kudos and love after all he's given us, especially the last two days? You can do so over on kudoboard.com! Thank you @madzilla84 for making this happen! Get on over there and send our sunshine man some love!

Alright! On to more Cast & Crew.

= Samba =

Samba, our favorite BTS buddy posted a new BTS picture + was making sure to shout out the new S2 out on BBCIplayer today!

= Samba & Rhys =

Then because our entire cast and crew is a pile of goofballs, Rhys and Samba shared this little exchange on twitter:

= Wee John Wednesday Monday! =

And well, then there was Wee John Wednesdays Monday! Where we not only got to see the expected three cast members: Kristian Nairn, Vico Ortiz, and Madeleine Sami, but a SURPRISE guest, Leslie Jones who crashed the Instagram live party.

You can watch the whole thing on Kristian Nairn's IG Here. WHICH I highly recommend because it was an absolute blast and got so many of us pumped and ready for more. Some highlights that absolutely cannot describe the pure and wonderful chaos were:

Rocket Jousting

Leslie fucking every alien in space

Leslie wants to come to a convention

Horny pickle ball

Jenkins is on board for s3 if it happens

They see how hard we're working on SaveOFMD and they said "they deserve it" (s3) and "so do we!"

Mads just randomly runs into Taika on the beach

Gypsy made a chest binder for all Vico's outfits @edscuntyeyeshadow ty for the screenshots here on tumblr

Oh and David Fane popped in because he's a gem of a human being. Thanks @madzilla84 for catching that!

= Leslie Jones + Convention =

PSSSST: Wanna help get Leslie to a con? Go request her on the Galaxy Con Websites! Thanks @insane_foliage on twitter for the suggestions!

= Vico Ortiz =

Upcoming cast events! Sunday Feb 11, 4PM PST, Vico will be interviewing with the lovely Samantha Rei on Instagram Live

= Erroll Shand =

I just, can't get over how amazing Erroll's IG Stories are, and how much he interacts with the goofy fan memes. I love this guy.

== Uk Launch ==

So many people logged in for the UK Launch of S2!!! Thank you everyone! The data teams over at @saveofmdcrewmates are still crunching numbers to show how things went the first day, but we can definitely see #OurFlagBBC trending for a bit!

Also Pink News was tweeting about the launch, and Wee John Wednesday!

Great job everyone-- please keep it up if you have the spoons! Wanna watch OFMD again? You can help support the UK Launch by watching it on BBCIplayer! Once again, if you are outside the US you can get instructions on how to here on @reallygoodplants page, or from this article.

== Watch Party Reminders! ==

= What We Do In The Shadows Watch Party! =

Tuesday February 6th, 9PM GMT, 1 PM PST, 4PM EST

Watch Party Hashtags:

#VamPirates

#SaveOFMD

#AdoptOurCrew

== New Watch Parties! ==

FINALLYYYYY we have a Love Birds Watch Party! Feb 9th - 9 pm GMT, 4 pm EST, 1pm PST.

Watch Party Hashtags:

#AdoptOurLoveBirds

#AdoptOurCrew

#SaveOFMD

==Articles==

So many articles today with the UK launch, including the Guardian again!

What’s On TV This Week: 5th February – 11th February

TV Tonight: It's the Final Series of Curb Your Enthusiasm

Our Flags Means Death fans get TV licence just to watch pirate show

The Best Romantic TV Series to Get into the Valentine’s Day Spirit

8 TV Shows Were Canceled in January 2024, Including 4 From HBO

Why won’t there be a Our Flag Means Death season 3?

= Fundraiser Status =

eSIMs and Sanitary Products for Gaza by Our Flag Makes A Difference is currently at 27% of their goal. If you're looking for a good cause to donate to, these folks have been incredibly transparent about all funds.

@One of the crew, @mcstuffiesphd is selling Jeff stickers as well as other SaveOFMD merch and donating 50% to the Our Flag Makes A Difference group for the above fundraiser.

== SchadenFreude / Trends Time ==

Thank you @btweenhisteeth on twitter for capturing this metric! Looks like WB Discovery is still having a bit of trouble with their stocks. Wonder why that could be?

Other fun trends that popped up today: Thank you @merryfinches catching a shot of the pile of royalty below.

== Morale / Love Notes ==

So normally I just want to say all the things about how lovely you all are, but Rhys posted YET ANOTHER video on cameo tonight, and I feel like his voice is the sunshine we all need. The longer one up, is dedicated to LGBTQIA+ folks with some anecdotes from Rhys' childhood, and another specific to the crew for this show (it's about 3 mins 10 seconds long). Please take a few minutes to go watch them, you don't need a log in or anything for them. It's just worth it to hear our lovely captain say nice things.

== Daily Darby / Tonight's Taika ==

And to end the night, just some silly gifs that maybe sort of but don't quite go together for tonight. Goodnight lovelies, it was a LOOONG day today, please go get some rest. Love you.

#daily ofmd recap #ofmd daily recap #daily ofmd recaps #ofmd daily recaps #save ofmd #saveofmd #save our flag means death #ofmd #our flag means death #rhys darby #vico ortiz #kristian nairn #madeleine sami #leslie jones #erroll shand #samba schutte #ofmd bts #our flag makes a difference #ofmd watch parties

[niobiumao3]

Okay separate from 'who is Clone X' let me make an explicit list of reasons I think it's not Tech.

This is NOT to say I think Tech isn't alive. He definitely is IMO. Just not as Clone X.

So. Problems that arise if this Clone X is Tech, and would require some sort of explanation or at a minimum handwave:

Why is Pabu still standing? The moment Omega and Crosshair get away, a Clone X Tech would be activated so Hemlock can ask where they're going. Full stop. It's been way too long and that hasn't happened. An argument here could be he has amnesia. This works to explain not knowing where Pabu is, but now we're to, why was this Clone X not activated when Omega and Cross escaped? He was only activated once the other one was lost. That seems like a huge oversight. An added meta-issue here is so now we have a Clone X Tech who ALSO has amnesia. That's pretty convoluted and honestly I don't see how that gets dealt with alongside our other awaiting plot threads in the remaining episodes.

Why didn't Crosshair know? There's literally NO way Cross wouldn't have told Hunter, Wrecker, and Echo that Tech had been indoctrinated and needed rescuing, that would have been the first thing out of his mouth. He clearly doesn't do that. Possible explanation: Cross doesn't know. But these guys are clearly trained in cohorts and groups, we see Cross being rotated through with them frequently. So if Tech is a Clone X he has to have been trained completely separate from Cross. This seems odd because now two separate Clone Xs have known who Crosshair was the moment they laid eyes on him. It also adds another convoluting layer to the above: Tech has amnesia, and had to be indoctrinated fully separately from Crosshair with a totally different group or groups. Certainly Tantiss seems large enough for this but we're getting to a lot of folding layers to make this fit.

Why did Cross not break while Tech did? Crosshair talks about Clone Xs like they have a 'choice', but ofc that choice can easily be 'convert or suffer eternally'. Certainly that was implied by Cross' no good very bad time. This indicates Cross didn't break and Tech did. The man who hobbled around on a busted femur and shot out a connecting hinge without hesitation nor a waver in his hand and had the nerve necessary to race against droids. Cross says he thinks his resilience is because he's defective. He could be wrong about that, but if he's not, okay then once again, why Tech and not Cross? We could go with, well maybe Tech was badly injured and had serious trauma. Okay so NOW, he has amnesia (to explain why Pabu is still intact) and a traumatic injury, which makes him susceptible to indoctrination. Once again, that's a lot of shaving to fit this square peg into the round hole.

How did Wrecker, Hunter, and Crosshair all fight him not realize it was Tech? These guys grew up together, trained together, fought in the war together, and Hunter and Wrecker have been with Tech since then as well. How would they not recognize Tech in a fight? If we want to claim his style has changed, that runs counter to the Clone X's per Cross' description--they're not mindwiped, their memories aren't gone, their personalities aren't gone, they're just indoctrinated. Their personalities are still there, they've just been distilled into True Belief. Tech would ultimately still have Techlike tendencies, yet showed almost none of them. For example:

This guy is athletic as hell and never slips. If you go back over S1 and S2, Tech is slipping on solid unmoving surfaces all, the, time. It's an amazing bit they do for him. This guy? None of that.

I'm only slightly joking when I say, he does not one single completely unnecessary roll or flip. Tech did those all the time. He was born to be extra.

He tries fruitlessly to use his suit controls for his ship, never once makes an attempt to fix them.

Why was the throwdown with Crosshair and this guy so very personal if it's Tech and Crosshair doesn't know, having never met him? The Clone X is busy echoing Crosshair's own words to Hunter from S1 right back in his face during their brutal fight. Chances, choices, etc.; it's the same things Crosshair said once upon a time in an uglier life. This guy is a Shadow!Crosshair, in effect, which really does NOT work as a plot point if he's actually Tech (because per above, Tech would have to have all agency and choice stripped away to become this--he really, really would). This fight is personal; this person watched Cross go through the program and refuse it. This isn't someone who 'heard about' Cross denying them. Crosshair would then know this is Tech.

It is possible they can somehow explain all of this, I just don't see that happening without it turning into some sort of marlinspike-worthy twisting of the rope to work in amnesia and succumbing when Cross didn't and Cross not knowing AND Hunter and Wrecker not recognizing his fighting style. That's a lot.

Separate item:

What if it's Tech and Cross feels guilty and isn't telling anyone?

My main reason for thinking this doesn't work is that when Howzer stunned the Clone X off Cross and over a waterfall Cross failed to react about it in any way. I just do NOT think that would have happened if it was Tech and he knew. He'd have wanted to capture him at all costs and hope for SOME kind of solution, any kind.

Instead it's 'let's get the fuck out of here after we talk to Wolffe who is being a himbo about things'. Not a single thought to that guy.

I personally suspect Clone X is either a Named (Dogma, Slick, Cody, whatever) or, a random reg that Cross went through indoctrination with. They both tried to hold out, desperately. They were both about to slip. This other clone did; Cross was thinking of giving in ('I belong in here'), when Omega announces they're escaping. She saves him from that fate.

#star wars #spoilers #the bad batch #tbb tech #tbb spoilers #the bad batch spoilers

[mimisempai]

The life he wants to protect

Summary

As they gaze at the stars in a rather gentle atmosphere, Aziraphale's serious voice echoes, "You know they're not going to let us get away with this, right?"

Aziraphale and Crowley ponder their future.

Will they face it or run away from it?

Notes

For the @gomenseveryday

Only 2 days and we're there!!!

Just a bridge between S1 and S2

On Ao3

Rating G -  812 words

"You know they're not going to let us get away with this, right?"

Crowley looked away from the starry sky to the angel, surprised at the turn the conversation had taken.

Aziraphale had once again dragged him along on an escapade to sample one of the human pastimes. This time it was to go out of the city to look at the stars, and since he still had that childlike expression of wonder, even after thousands of years of existence, Crowley had been unable to resist.

So they lay together on a blanket, looking up at the stars, challenging each other on the names of the constellations, Crowley finding it amusing in the end. Something like that.

Which is why he was so surprised to hear Aziraphale's words echo through the night in such a serious tone.

It was obvious that their respective former camps weren't going to let them enjoy their victory for long. Whether in Heaven or Hell, it was one thing to accept an angel or a demon living on Earth for something other than their duties, but when the angel and the demon joined forces on top of that, it was clearly unacceptable.

Crowley sighed, and Aziraphale, snuggling a little closer to him, continued, "You know I'm right. You've probably thought about it long before I have, I'm sure."

Crowley put his arm around Aziraphale and whispered into his hair, "We can still leave, Alpha Centauri and all."

Aziraphale seemed to consider it, then, pulling away from Crowley to get a better look, he asked seriously, "You'd really do that? Could you do that? Give up everything? Without even being sure they wouldn't find us?"

Crowley held Aziraphale's gaze and replied in a determined voice, "For you, angel? So I can go on living with you? Yes, without regret. But what about you? Would you do it?" 

He straightened up a little and grasped the angel's hands before continuing, "Don't answer me what you think I want to hear, Aziraphale. Give me a sincere answer. I won't hold it against you, whatever your answer. You, even more than I, have built a life here. With your friends. Your business. Your neighborhood. So answer me honestly. Would you be willing to give it all up to escape the punishment of our respective camps and run away with me?"

Crowley prepared to wait, expecting the angel to think for a few moments before giving his answer, but Aziraphale shook his head and immediately replied, "I don't want to go."

To be honest, Crowley had been expecting this answer, and though he had told the Angel that he would accept his answer, whatever it was, he couldn't help but feel a slight pang of disappointment, for he had hoped...

"Not because I'm not ready to give it all up. I would run away with you anywhere."

Aziraphale grabbed the demon's chin and added gently, "But because I don't want to give up OUR life. My shop is our home. My friends are your friends. My neighborhood is yours. It's not my life I love here, it's OUR life. This is you coming home from the coffee shop complaining about Nina refusing to serve you your seventh espresso. It's Maggie using our friendship as an excuse to bring you the latest vinyl she thinks you might like. It's you bringing me Eccles because you know it puts me in a good mood. I don't want to lose all this. Our life."

Crowley, stunned by the passion in the angel's voice, asked almost coyly, "So what do we do?"

Aziraphale cupped his face and replied in a soft but incredibly determined voice, "As always, we fight. For our side."

The demon thought that if he wasn't already head over heels in love with the angel, he would have fallen in love right then and there as Aziraphale looked at him with a new fire in his eyes. Fearless. Flamboyant.

Though he knew the answer, Crowley asked him, scrutinizing him with his eyes, "Are you really sure?"

Aziraphale nodded vigorously before replying in the same firm voice, "I have never been more certain of anything in my entire existence."

Crowley replied in the same tone, the angel's faith and conviction so infectious, "Very well. We'll stay and we'll fight."

Aziraphale nodded again and replied more quietly, "Come what may."

Crowley hummed, "Come what may," before pressing his lips to the angel's in a kiss that sealed their promesse.

When they parted to catch their breath, Aziraphale settled back into his snuggling position against Crowley, his head on the demon's shoulder, and they resumed their stargazing.

Suddenly, they gasped in the same breath: a shooting star had just crossed the sky, leaving its fleeting golden dust behind.

They said nothing, just held each other a little tighter.

Who knew, maybe it was a good omen.

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Still not beta'd

Still not my native language

Still hoping you'll enjoy this story  🥰

Still thanking you for bearing with me 😝

Ineffable Husbands masterlist : here

#good omens #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #ineffable boyfriends #aziraphale #crowley #good omens fanfiction #aziraphale x crowley #crowley x aziraphale

[nicolos]

been rewatching clips from S2 and thinking about silverflints big fallout which basically starts when flint lies to silvers face and ends w silver lying to flints face

and I think it's so interesting that it's resolved only in 303 when silver says fuck you, im smarter than you think and also we should be friends . because in hindsight I don't think it's we should be friends that gets to flint.

like look. silvers whole thing is using what he knows about people and watching them to get his way. flints is being convincing through power of will and belief. when flint tells silver the gold is still valuable, after silvers watched him convince people things with lies for a season and a half AND been his partner in crime for half a season, he's like cool cool cool, I thought we had a thing but guess not :) this is obviously made worse when Max calls him one of flints men. he's not one of the crew, max, he's his evil little buddy! he doesn't get taken in by flints little ideas and speeches?

ofc right after flint does this again twice in the season: once when he asks him where the fuck else he has people who care what he says (even though it was also true) and again when he was all "hello ~mr quartermaster"

and I think combined w the loss of control and the fact that flints "where would you even go" has become more evident than ever w the leg, silver *has* to get his own back. sure, the truth about the urca gold would out as soon as they got back to Nassau, so he does need to seize control of the narrative, and pretending it was the mens' idea (men whom he chose!) is saving his own skin, but this is the actual moment of fracture for flint. not - i think - because he thinks silver is lying, but because if this is true, silver isn't who he thinks

from his pov silver is useful (and funny and hot) because of his observational skills and ability to see the truth of men. one of the wildest things he does early in the season is ask silver what he thinks of him! and immediately gets upset when silver can identify his problem! SO he's been having a fun and flirty time right until he wasn't (for other plot reasons). i don't think he can fathom that silver knows he's being lied to, because he doesn't think that he's lied; flints whole thing is believing himself very much, to whatever end. but if silver couldn't tell that those guys were (1) unsuitable for their task and also (2) lying to him about the gold being gone, then silver isn't really as good as he thought. and if he can be taken in by one of the crew - that means his being able to read flint and match him isnt because he's partner material, it's just guessing and hoping. he is - after all - just one of flints men!

it's not about usefulness because obviously silver is doing the quartermastering fine, and it's not Quite about the loss of the gold, the whiplash between 210 and 301 - it's because from that pov silvers silly little asides look like trying to be something that he's not. (also because of the grief and rage and depression that he's not interested in looking at, but *is* willing to talk about like a month later after their shark-based heart to heart)

silvers upset because flint is underestimating him is obviously layered, but it's the evenness lost that he seems so deeply aware of. "he had me there, Billy" "i see him! (and he doesn't even acknowledge it!)" theres fear and paranoia and wanting to do his job right, but he is, i think, aware of the reason for this underestimation, and knows and hates when flint is playing him because flint thinks he CAN. the solution to both can only be the awareness that yes, we can deceive each other, no, no one else in our immediate vicinity can, and yes, this is best when we're working together

i think after 303 is also the last time they have any serious lies between them - which is also why the 410 flashbacks bother flint so much, because silver tries to tell him an easy story and a lot of silvers lies are about being small and helpless (in contrast to flints self-beliefs about being big and powerful), and also why nothing flint says after silver finds out madis alive could convince him to do anything but take the most direct way out - because it sounds a lot like "the gold is still a priority"

#jui speaks #this got ...long #black sails #bs meta #or smth! #john silver #james flint #silverflint

[amuseoffyre]

Time for round 2 of my look back on Stede's S1 clothes with the new layers added by S2.

This will probably entirely be focused on episode 4, because there's a heck of a lot of stuff going on here, what with the flashbacks and everything.

I've done previous posts about a lot of his outfits in Bridgetown that make him blend in with the backgrounds, but I also want to take a look at them in the context of who he was and the people around him.

First we have the carriage suit, when he's basically being sold off in marriage for a land-contract.

Compared to his father's austere black outfit, Stede's outfit is very, very dramatically different with the patterns. But specifically, it is the colour and pattern of the interior of the carriage. Like the carriage, he is a commodity, an object to be used and disposed with as Dad Bonnet sees fit.

Also I love that they put Stede and Mary in opposite colour palettes from the word go: she's in light clothes while his are mostly dark; he's sitting on a pale seat with a darker background while she's sitting on a dark seat with a pale one. A set up for contrast and contradiction.

Next we cut to the wedding flashback and Stede's still in the same cut and style of coat, but like Mary has an extra froth of lace on his cravat. It's a wedding. Gots to be special. (And again, the blue/white froth combo when he's near the sea)

The colour of the coat is fascinating. Reds, browns and grey with that splash of teal in there. It's not a colour we see Stede in much, but significantly, across both seasons red in a fabric becomes the symbol of love. Here it's subdued and dulled down by stronger colours, which makes sense when he's a man who wanted to marry for love. No place for all-out red here.

When we jump forward several years, the clothes are telling more of a story. Stede is in blue-toned (sea) clothing when we know he's already well on his way to planning his ship, while Mary is dressed in earthy tones (land) with flowers.

They're in contrasting colours again. There's no scene where they're together that they ever actually match their clothing. Even in the family painting from episode 1, Stede is in his blue tones while Mary and the children are in warm yellows and browns.

But - adorably - when Stede is playing with the kids, they're wearing shades of blues and greens like he was, a sign that he did have some connection with them, even as tenuous as it was.

And look at that scale motif on his waistcoat :D Someone had mermish aspirations.

On we go and to the wedding anniversary gifts and what I love about this outfit is that this is the very, very first time we see all Stede's outfit turn towards the warmer end of the spectrum.

He's had his ship built and he's about to tell his wife about it and this is the closest he's come to matching her right before he tells her this fab thing he's done for the whole family, including her. His waistcoat is nearly identical in colour to her dress.

The fact that he dons her colour and it's the same colour as his battle jacket? Interesting, no? Which also happens to be the colour of cowardice and fear. And yet ironically, also hope and warmth. It's a fine, fine line.

And then we have the nightshirt with the golden waves embroidered on it. Sir, your yearning is strong.

Oh and to get back on the yellow horse, our man ran away without telling one while wearing a yellow outfit. That really is his colour coded towards being afraid but Doing the Thing anyway.

And now, we're back to the present and Stede is once more in his bed nook in his yellow battle jacket, lamenting what a terrible pirate he is. Second time in 4 episodes. Well done, sir. Your emoting Jacket is working.

And I just had to take a moment to go and cackle into a cushion when I was capping the next moment, because Stede's next outfit is comprised of what I like to call the Slutty Red Breeches of Lurve.

Because he went into his closet with this man who showed a keenness for fingering fine fabrics and especially asked about silk. So what does our man Stede do? Grabs a pair of silk breeches in the canonically confirmed colour of love and holds them right in front of his crotch with a beaming, optimistic smile on his face :D

And the very very next frigging scene starts with Blackbeard's head level in the shot with Stede's red-clad crotch. I mean. I JUST. I'M THINKING THINGS.

But digressing. Yes. Stede does in fact have Pants of Lurve. And more significantly, he lets Ed get into his pants within an hour of meeting him 🤣

Also significantly Stede keeping his collar open is new. He's had it open before after being locked up or having his shirt shredded, but he's being a little saucy and wearing a gaping nearly translucent shirt with no waistcoat. Positively a harlot XD Combine that with the red "come touch my silk" breeches, he is flirting with his clothes, even if he doesn't realise it.

And last but not least, we have Stede's final outfit of the episode:

What I love the most about this is that it's clear he's absolutely comfy in those clothes. Right now, he looks so out of place in it, because we've only seen him presenting himself the way he thinks he has to present himself.

Yes, he likes his silks and frills and fripperies, but knowing that down the line, he gets leather trousers of his own, he's not limiting himself to what he thinks he should wear's meant to wear to fit in. He's a man who wears what he wants and likes, regardless of whether he "should" :)

Episode 1 - 3 / Episodes 5-6

#ofmd #ofmd meta #stede bonnet #ofmd costuming

[differentfandomsandthings]

( TBB S2 EPISODE 7 & 8 SPOILERS)

CLONE BAR

Some Clones are not happy about Kamino being destroyed. "All those cities, all those people." Lots of guilt. Questioning Rampart specifically. Everyone thinks a cataclysmic storm destroyed Kamino thanks to Ramparts cover up. Now with the clones out the way Rampart is trying to push a recruitment bill.

New clone names Cade and Slip :D love the beard Slip😌

Cade really texted Rampart and gave him an ultimatum. "You tell the empire or I will!"...yeah that's not going to end well😬😬

Annnd Cades dead..but slip gave them...the slip 😉..sorry..

Was that Crosshair?👀...Nope!

Bail Organa!

CHUCHI!!!!

Old hag of a senators (can't remember her name atm) wants to decommission the rest of the clones because of their accelerated aging 😡🤬 but Chuchi is fighting for them❤ "They are not droids we can just discard! How can we make a new army without a plan in place to take care of our current one!" " How do you know what the clones need? Have you asked? Do they know about their future?" I love Chuchi!! But I have a feeling Rampart might want her out of the way...

Rampart is acting tough but I know he's feeling the pressure. The bill has been put on hold many times. If people start digging and find out what really happened to Kamino its not going to end in his favor.

Chuchi is legit, ok. She went to talk to the clones about what they want. They want to keep fighting but she's like " Yeah I understand but what happens when you get to old for that? Let me help." She really cares about them🥺

Slip tells Chuchi what really happened to Kamino and warns her to be careful.

Annnd Slip is dead 😔

REX!! and he saved Chuchi.

Assassin clone? He calls himself A believer?

End of episode 7

Episode 8

Gonky!!!!

Gungi taught Omega how to meditate but she said it doesn't work for her the way it does for him...but she still likes to do it. Asked Echo if he wants to try.

Echo said he doesn't like being alone because of Skako Minor. Said the bad batch saved him.

Omega: Is that why you joined?

Echo: It Was were I Was needed at the time....Echo PLEASE DONT LEAVE THE SQUAD 😭😭

I liked that he opened up about his pass to Omega a little though.

Bad batch meet up with Rex and Chuchi. They are going try and get the data from Ramparts ship. They are going to split up, Omega is going to go with Chuchi to the senate.

Let's get to work >:(

Lol Omega mean mugging Rampart 😠...and did Rampart not recognize Omega?...Did he meet Omega in season 1?

Omega: Where is the clone Senator? We're part of the galaxy too :(

Senator Burtoni...she don't give AF about Kamino or the Kaminoans or so she says.

That pissed Omega off. Just spilled the beans on her being a clone and being on Kamino when it was destroyed

Chuchi is really fighting for the clones and trying to get proof. It makes me sad knowing it's all going to be in vain😔

Once again..Echo PLEASE DONT LEAVE THE SQUAD 😭😭

✨️stealth✨️

Holy crap they actually got the evidence! Poor Omega has to watch that again though😔

Palpatine 😡

They threw Rampart under the bus!! Like yeah he did it aresst him!🤣🤣 I was not expecting that🤣...is Rampart out of the picture? Like for good? Can't be. Definitely not.

Palpatine blames the clones as well for follow Ramparts orders without hesitation. This gives him an excuse to pass the bill and make clones obsolete. Making way for stormtroopers.

The music! The music!

Everyone played right into his hands again!

Omega learned a lesson again. Just because you tell the truth doesn't mean the consequences are always good.

Echo: The fate of all clones are now sealed because of us!

ECHO IS LEAVING!! I knew it! They have been hinting at it this whole time but nooooo!!!😭😭😭

Omega: you can't leave! We're a squad a family🥺

Echo: I'm going where I'm needed

Omega: we need you too😭

Echo: it's not forever. Keep up with your training

Omega:HUG..yes sir🥰🥰😭😭

The music! The music!

The end scene with Omega hugging lula alone I'm crying man 🥺😭

The batch took Echo leaving in stride but I have a feeling Omega is really going to take Echo’s absence hard and I wonder how the rest of the batch will handle it. Maybe that's why she's going to tell Tech "We're more than that, we're a family."

I know they're going to reunite with Echo at some point because of the leaked screen shot of her hugging Echo again. I just wonder how long they are going to be separated for🤔 🥲

10/10 episode even though it ended on a sad note. At least no one died. None of the main cast at least.

#star wars #the bad batch #tbb season 2 spoilers #tbb spoilers #the bad batch season 2 #such good episodes #riyo chuchi

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Summary - after the world ended you were sure you’d never find love again but a certain archer catches your eyes and changes the entire trajectory of your life.

'Better angels'

S2 ep 12

I wake up in Daryl's tent instead of the spot on the ground outside that I had chosen. the birds chirp outside as I sit up utterly confused on why I'm wrapped up in Daryl's blankets inside his tent instead of outside like I had been last night. the tent is unzipped which gives me a clear view out to see Daryl curled up in my blankets outside. he must've brought me in here after I had fallen asleep last night. he has this tough guy 'I don't have emotions' mask he puts on but he's secretly a sweetheart. 

I didn't even tell him I didn't want to sleep next to him last night. he just guessed, and now I feel bad because I might've hurt his feeling. I push myself up onto my knees and crawl out of the tent. I quickly put on and tie up my shoes before walking over to Daryl and taking a seat next to him. the leaves and sticks crunching underneath me as I sit down. the sun is already up in the sky which is why I guess it's about 8:30 in the morning. I tap his shoulder and whisper shout "Daryl wake up" he grunts and tries to slap my hand away as he mutters "sleepin'" I laugh before saying "I know but shouldn't you get up?" his eyes shoot open, and he rubs his eyes before nodding "yeah getting up."

I push myself up off the ground and walk away letting him wake up. I start off by changing into my now dry pants, a long-sleeved shirt, and a light jacket due to the now colder temperatures.  I then grab my water bottle, toothbrush, and toothpaste. when I have toothpaste, I make sure to brush my teeth, this tube is pretty full because I had gotten it after the CDC. I pour some water on the toothbrush before squirting a little bit of toothpaste onto my toothbrush and beginning to brush. after brushing I spit the foamed-up toothpaste and rinse my mouth out. when I'm done, I turn around to see Daryl I had the toothpaste and water bottle to him before crawling back into the tent to tuck the toothbrush into my bag and grab a hairbrush.

I brush my hair and pull it back into a ponytail to keep it out of the way. what I've learned during this is that hair needs to be pulled back and out of the way because a hair is something a walker or anyone else could easily grab onto. once I'm done with the hairbrush, I hand it to Daryl and Daryl hand the toothpaste and water bottle to me. once I put away the toothpaste and water bottle, I notice Daryl's just kind of holding the brush, not doing anything with it. "I don't care if it's the apocalypse you're gonna brush your hair" I say. Daryl scoffs in response but still runs the brush through his hair a few times. 

Daryl grabs his crossbow and I grab my bag before we're on our way down to Hershel's house. "So, what are we gonna do with dale?" I whisper, Daryl shrugs replying with "probably a funeral." 

when we both make it down to Hershel's house everyone is gathering around getting ready to go out and bury dale with all the others we've lost. everyone is quietly chatting amongst themselves, Andrea looks specifically the most grief stricken, standing alone looking down at the ground. everyone is more bundled up it long sleeves and jackets due to the now dropping temperature. I greet everyone before starting my own conversation with Glenn who similarly to Andrea stands out like a sore thumb amongst the others "hey" I whisper he looks up at me before giving me a weak smile and replying with "hey..." before shoving his hands into his pockets. "I'm sorry about dale..." he nods "I still can't believe it" he says, I place my hand onto his shoulder trying to comfort him "I know...me neither." I still can't believe it, I guess you just assume everyone you love is immortal until their dead.

our conversation is interrupted by carl who taps my arms. I look down at the boy with my brows furrowed "hm?" I hum in response. "Can I talk to you?" I look up at Glenn as if I'm asking him if it's okay and he nods so I say "yeah sure" I follow carl off to an area far enough away from the others to where they can't hear us. "The walker that killed dale is the same walker" he says, my brows furrow together "what do you mean?" I ask, "the walker that I was playing with...yesterday it killed dale."

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I've had this guilty feeling in my stomach, ever since I found out the same walker that I thought I killed was the one that killed dale, and it's just gotten worse as the funeral goes on. I swear I killed it; it went limp and everything. I feel like I'm the reason dales dead, I was stupid and didn't shoot it. if I had just shot it, it wouldn't had have killed dale. "Dale coul-could get under your skin." rick starts, were all stood in a semicircle like shape around four graves, dales being the newest one added even though all of them look fresh. my hands are clasped together in front of me, and I have my head down staring at the grass. my eyes water up from time to time but each time I blink them back. 

"He sure got under mine, because he wasn't afraid to say exactly what he thought, how he felt." if I had just maybe even stabbed it one more time it wouldn't have killed him. "That kind of honesty is rare and brave. whenever id make a decision...id look at dale." dale was a good man, he might have not been meant for this world and the evil within, but he sure did try to make it better for all of us. "he'd be lookin' back at me with that look he had. we've all seen it one time or another. I couldn't always read him, but he could read us. he saw people for who they were." dale was really the one who kept us all human, when Shane would propose some cruel, and stupid idea he'd be the one to fight for what was right. he 'd be the one who would get us all to realize how absolutely vile the plan would be. he kept his morals in a time like this and wouldn't let this world try and force him to become someone he's not.

"He knew things about us- the truth who we really are. in the end, he was talking about losing our humanity. he said this group was broken." I really am scared for what this group will be without dale, what it will turn to without someone to tell us how wrong some of the things we do are. "The best way to honor him is to unbreak it. set aside our differences and pull together, stop feeling sorry for ourselves and take control of our lives, our safety...our future. we're not broken. were gonna prove him wrong. from now on were gonna do it his way. that is how we honor dale."

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I go back up to Daryl's camp after the funeral. I just want to be alone. I know Daryl's probably gonna go out on a hunt or go out to help the others with something, and no one really comes up here, so I know I'll be alone. I sit in Daryl's tent which kind of softens the cool breeze. I don't think I can ever handle death, no matter how many die it will always feel horrible. no matter who it is, it feels like a stab to the heart. 

I make sure to leave the tent unzipped just in case someone comes through. "y/n?!" I hear Daryl shout, I pop my head out of the tent "I'm here" before crawling out. the breeze has seemed to tone down but it's still cool outside. Daryl walks up to me with his crossbow over his shoulder. "I'm gonna go with Shane and them" he says, and I nod "be careful" I whisper as I press a kiss to his cheek. "I will" he replies before leaning down a bit and pressing a kiss to my lips. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss back. I can't say I don't worry when he goes out because I do every time. there's this pit in my stomach that forms the moment he leaves, and all I can do is pray that the worst won't happen. we pull away and I place my head on his shoulder as I just hug him. he doesn't initially know where to put his hands, but he eventually lets them settle around my waist. "I love you" I mutter as I tighten my arms around him. "I love you too" he mumbles back. it's the first time he has said it back, every other time I'd gets a kiss, or a hand squeeze back. but this time he said it back.

"Go down to Hershel's house while I'm gone, don't want ya up here by yourself." he mutters before letting go of me and walking away.

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I go to Hershel's house and wait around with them, when they get back no one really details what they really did out there, but rick and Hershel immediately go into a conversation about them moving the group into the house. I immediately hug Daryl, every time he goes out I'm scared it'll be the last time I see him. so, every time he comes back I make sure to squeeze him extra tight. "I'm so glad you're alright" I whisper as I tuck my head into the crook of his neck. 

he doesn't give me an actual answer just a quiet grunt which kind of sounds like a laugh and a kiss on the exposed part of my shoulder. I pull away and press my lips to his cheek before letting him go. he walks over to where rick, and Hershel are talking, and I follow after as rick says "gonna be tight 15 people in one house", I think it'll be hard with all of us under one roof, but we'll make it work it seems like we always do. I tuck my hand into Daryl's hand who is standing right in front of me. he looks back at me and I smile before he tightens his hand around mine. "don't worry about that. with the swamp hardenin' and the creek dryin' up...." 

"With 50 head of cattle on the property, we might as well be ringing a damn dinner bell." Maggie says adding to her father's previous statement. "she's right. we should've moved you in a while ago." Hershel says as he looks to Shane, as if he is saying, 'but we didn't because of you' "alright, let's move the vehicles near each of the doors facing out towards the road." rick says and then everyone goes off to work. I stand by Daryl as rick is narrating his plan to both Daryl and Shane. "we'll build a lookout in the windmill, another in the barn loft that should give us sightlines both sides of the property." rick says as Daryl puts the crossbows shoulder strap over his neck letting it hang over his shoulder. "t-dog you take the perimeter around the house. keep track of everyone coming and going." rick says as he walks over to t-dog. "What about standing guard?" t-dog asks. Daryl lets go of my hand and walks over to the truck; I follow after because I need to tell him that I'll be up at his camp packing up our things to bring down here. "Hey dar...I'm going up to pack up all our things" I say as I walk in front of him. "Ride with me up to the house on the bike, then you can go up there."

I nod and don't protest because I really want to ride his motorcycle. he had never let me back when we were on the highway after the CDC because it's too dangerous or something. "alright" I say before following him over to where his bike is parked. Daryl gets on his bike and the engine revved up as he starts it up. I stand behind the bike head cocked to the side a bit as I try to figure out how I'm going to get on and not fall off. "It won't bite" Daryl says with a laugh, I chuckle nervously as a response as I push back the few bits of hair that fell out of my ponytail. "c'mon girl don' be scared." he laughs again as I get onto the bike mumbling "like this?" as I sit down. he nods as I wrap my arms around his torso tightly and rest my head onto his shoulder.

he begins driving, not too fast because he's trying to stay within the same speed as the truck and not hit the people walking in front of us. the wind blows through my hair, and I think this is actually relaxing, but maybe that's because Daryl's not trying to dodge walker and we're not going down a highway. I close my eyes mostly to keep any flying leaves and shit from getting in my eyes, but also so I can just enjoy the moment.

we stop in front of the house, and I get off of the bike first. once I'm off of the motorcycle I start going up towards Daryl's campsite. the walk up isn't long, but it sure does feel like it takes an hour every time. 

as I'm walking up, I'm trying to figure out something to think about to occupy my mind so I'm not thinking about how long this is going to take. I realize I hadn't asked Daryl if they had killed Randall last night, I guess my mind had been so occupied by dales death I didn't ask. I turn my head and see the barn they're keeping Randall in or that they kept him in. I pause and look back at Hershel's house and then to the barn. they wouldn't know, I'd just go check and then leave.

I look back to Hershel's house one last time before booking it towards the barn. I already know the front doors have a lock on it so I go over to the side of the barn. I climb up to the roof, making sure to keep looking over at Hershel's house to make sure no one has seen me. I let out a heavy sigh as I finally make it onto the roof. I notice one of the slats in the window like thing is just loose enough for me to move it and slip through. I grab the piece of wood and push it up until I feel like there is enough room for me to squeeze through. I push myself through and fall onto a loft looking area with a thud. "shit" I mutter and dust myself off as I stand up. 

"mfmhmm" I look down to see Randall with his eyes covered and a piece of duct tape stuck to his mouth. he is moving around frantically; I think he's trying to get free from the handcuffs that have his hands stuck behind him. I climb down a makeshift ladder made out of wood and walk over to Randall. I told myself that I would just check and then leave, but he looks horrible. his wrists are all cut up and bleeding, and what I can see of his face is bruised.

the barn is dark which doesn't lend much help with seeing the very beat up man in front of me. I kneel down in front of Randall and gently lift the blind fold and pull the duct tape off of his lips. I back away from him as he whimpers "please don't kill me" my brows furrow together as I say, "I'm not gonna kill you." 

his face scrunches together in confusion "your-you're not?" I nod as stand up "then can yo-you help me get out?" I shake my head because if I did, I think Daryl would kill me. "My boyfriend would kill me if I did that" I say as I walk over to the ladder and lean against it. his eyes follow me as I move. "Your boyfriend? is he-he that cop guy? not the sheriff the other one? he's an asshole" I roll my eyes and shake my head; how could he even think that piece of shit had a girlfriend.  "Shane? he's not my boyfriend. Daryl is, he's the one with the crossbow" he nods before his brows furrow again and his head cocks to the side. "You can't even try? they won't even know it was you?" I shake my head. sadly, I can't, if I could without threatening my future with this group I would.

 "I can't...I'm sorry. but I think they're planning on letting you go today." I say before quickly making my way back over to him. I pull the blindfold back down over his eyes and stick the duct tape back to his mouth before running to the ladder and making my way back up. I push the slat back up and step out onto the roof. when I'm fully out of the barn and my eyes adjust to the sunlight, I see Daryl making his way towards the barn with tools and wooden boards. 

"What the hell are you doin'?!" he shouts as I manage to slide off of the roof and onto the ground without breaking an ankle. "I-I just went to check on him" I say as I approach him. were stood in front of the barn doors when he drops his tools and wood. he grabs my upper arm and whisper shouts "what the hell did he tell you?" I know Daryl isn't mad at me, just concerned but its looks more like he's mad. his grip on my upper arm tightens as I try pulling away. "Daryl, you're hurting me" I whimper. his eyes widened and then he immediately let's go. "m'sorry" he mutters. I look up him and weakly smile "it's alright." I know he didn't mean to hurt me; he's concerned and wanted to make sure Randall didn't hurt me.

 "Did he tell you anything?" he asks now in a softer tone. "No, I just went in and out" I lie, he furrows his brows together as if he knows I'm lying so I grab his left hand and caress the top with my thumb as I say, "I promise" he just melts in the palm of my hand, it's like one touch and everything he was thinking about just goes away. "good" he mutters. I smile up at him and let go of his hand "I'll go get are stuff pack up...alright?" he nods in response and then I'm on my way towards our camp.

when I get there I let out a tired sigh and pull my hair out of the ponytail I had put it in earlier. I know this is going to be a hard job and I'm kind of angry that I have to do it all by myself. I start off with pulling everything out of the tent. I'm sat down on my knees in the tent as I pull everything out and throw it out on the ground outside of the tent. I hate having to do this for a second time in just a few weeks but at least last time I had the help of others. once I've got the sleeping bags, pillows, blankets, and other bags that were stored in the tent out I take a plastic bin that I had used to pack up all of my stuff the first time we left camp. there wasn't much stuff the first time I did this and I'm a little concerned that I won't be able to fit it all.

 I sit down crisscrossed on the floor as I roll up sleeping bags and fold up blankets. I always hated winter as a kid, it was too cold and there was not much to do, I just know I'll hate it even more the rest of my life. I push the blankets down as stack them on top of each other in the bin. I make sure to put anything that can't be fit into a bag into the bin, saving the clothes and other smaller belongings to be put into bags. after I've filled up the bin with our pillows, blankets, and sleeping bags I move onto the clothes. I take this as an opportunity to try and get Daryl a bit more organized with how he keeps his belongings. we both don't have many pairs of clothes so it's easier to fit into a bag. I fold up our clothes and then put them in 2 piles on for Daryl's and one for mine, then I put them into a black backpack.

once I'm finished with organizing everything that was inside of the tent, I go on to taking the tent down which I find the hardest. I take the tent apart and place each part into the little bag it came in. when I'm finished with the tent, I take the bin Daryl used when we left the quarry. I fill that one with the rest of the things that weren't able to be fit in one of our bags or the other bucket. 

we don't have many belongings, but I do know this is going to be a few trips. I start off with the bin with the blankets and pillows. this one is the lightest of the 2 bins, but it is still a difficult trip down, with both of my hands full I really have nothing to protect myself or catch myself if I fall. once I make it close enough to Hershel's house to see the porch I see Lori standing outside next to the truck talking to Hershel and t-dog. t-dog is talking bins and bags inside while Lori is unloading the truck. I'm breathing heavily as I set the bin down in front of me. Lori has already gone inside leaving me outside. I'm bent over the bin slightly with my hands placed on my knees catching my breath. it's not like the bin was heavy it was just a long trip down and I knew I had to make at least one more. I hear the front door open and the sound of footsteps coming down the wooden steps. "You got anything else up there?" t-dog asks, I look up as I stand up straight, and push the hair that had fallen into my face away. I sigh with a nod as I go to pick up the bin again, but t-dog beats me to it, grabbing the bin up before I could even touch it. "I'll take this in then I'll help you get the rest" I smile tiredly "thank you so much" I whisper breathlessly as I watch him walk back into the house. 

About 3 minutes later t-dog comes back out and then we both start our walk up to the camp. "Thanks T" I say as I stuff my hands into my pockets. he sighs and responds with "no problem, no need for you to do all this by yourself anyways" I sigh and nod as we walk up the hill. it wasn't like the hill was steep there was just a lot of hill to climb up to get to the camp. "So, you and Daryl huh?" I nod and smile, no one really asked a lot of questions about Daryl and i's relationship, and I guess it feels good to confirm that Daryl and I are together. "didn't expect you two" I laugh because I didn't expect us to work either, maybe it's because Daryl and I are just total opposites with everything, but opposites do attract. "Neither did I but he's really sweet" I whisper as we make it up to Daryl's camp. t-dog takes the other bin, and I take the bags before we start making it back down to Hershel's house. 

when we make it down to Hershel's house Daryl and rick are on the porch talking. both guys are leaned over the porch railing with a map between the two. as t-dog and I walk past them to get into the house Daryl gives me a half smile as he continues talking to rick. I follow t-dog over to where he had placed my other bin. he places the bin down and I place the bags down "thank you so much again t" I say he shakes his head and says "it's nothing" before walking away. I sigh as I walk over to the dining room table and take a seat. the house is filled with the sound of hammering since Jimmy is trying to board up all the windows before dark. 

I place my elbow on the table and lean my head against the palm of my hand with another sigh. sometimes I feel like the days are moving way to fast, so fast that I can barely catch up. maybe it just feels like that because we've been in a billion different places in less than a month. so much has changed since just a month back when we were at the CDC and the quarry. everything is just so different now than it was before. it's hard to believe that just a few weeks ago carl had been fatally shot, but now he's up and running around like nothing happened. maybe it's because you just don't have any time to be hurt, you can have maybe a few days at max but if its more than that you're considered a lost cause. even when I had gotten shot, I was up and walking around in less than 3 days even though it hurt. it still hurts from time to time, but I've just got to suck it up because if I don't, I'll die. 

the chair next to me get pulled out from under the table. I look up to see Daryl who leans down and presses a kiss to my temple before sitting down. "Did ya get everythin'?" he asks, I nod and say "yep" as I pop the 'p' at the end. "I'm gonna go with rick to let the prisoner go" he says, I like that he tells me where he goes even though he doesn't need to, it just makes me feel like he's safer when I know where he is. "alright" I whisper with a nod; he gets up from the seat and I follow him as he leaves the house because I like to watch as they leave just in case. we go outside and I sit on the porch as I watch t-dog and Daryl load up the truck. "Only got so many arrows." t-dog says as he hands Daryl a gun. Daryl takes the gun into his hands and examines it as he says, "is that dales gun?" t-dog stays quiet for a second before muttering "yeah." and walking over to the tailgate and closing it "wish I knew where the hell mine is" Daryl says which makes me freeze. I expected Lori to just give the gun back to Daryl, but I guess she didn't. now I'm thinking I should of just gave the gun back to Daryl instead of giving it to someone else. rick walks up behind the two men "ready?" rick asks as Daryl turns his head towards rick. "yeah" Daryl says as he grabs up his crossbow. 

"I'll get the package." t-dog says before walking towards the barn. I get up and walk over to Daryl. "Be careful" I say as I take his free hand into mine. "I will" he replies as he leans down a bit and kisses me which is very out of character for him to do. normally he'd only kiss me on the lips if we were by ourselves but maybe he's just getting used to affection like this around others. when we pull away I let go of his hand and walk back to the porch. I watch as t-dog runs back towards the house shouting that "the prisoner escaped" my heart stops, I didn't think I touched or loosened anything that was keeping Randall captive when I went in there, but I was the last one to go in so if Daryl told the others I had gone in I'd be to blame. "What? what the hell do you mean he's gone?!" Rick shouts, I had only touched the things covering his eyes and mouth but maybe I had accidentally loosened the handcuffs. Daryl, t-dog, and rick go to investigate the barn leaving me on the porch.

word spreads fast that Randall had escaped. I'm still sat on the porch as everyone else is making a fuss about Randall going missing. my breathing gets faster as I go back and think about everything I had done when I went into the barn. I had gotten in through the loose slat, I got down using the ladder, I watched as he struggled with the cuffs before pulling the blindfold up and pulling the duct tape off. maybe when I let him see he was able to figure out how to slip through the cuffs. I realize I seem a little suspicious just sitting there and not freaking out, so I get up and walk to where the others are.

"RICK, RICK!" we hear Shane shout before he walks out of the woods with a bloody and probably broken nose. "What happened?!" Lori shouts with a concerned look on her face as Shane begins to walk towards us. "he's armed! he's got my gun!" shouts Shane. I didn't think Randall getting away was a problem until now, if he's armed and probably angry that we took him captive he could just come back later and kill us all when we're sleeping. "Are you okay?!" carl shouts his voice full of concern for the man. "I'm fine. little bastard just snuck up on me, he clocked me in the face!" Shane is marching towards us now his face still actively bleeding. "Alright, Hershel, t-dog, get everybody back in the house. Glenn Daryl come with us!" rick is angry as he shouts directions, and that makes me wonder if he's angry at dale for making him take a vote instead of just kill Randall. 

we're all kind of frazzled as we watch most of the men get ready to go on a literal man hunt. "Ju-just let him go, that was the plan wasn't it, to just let him go?" carol speaks up. Shane marches towards us as rick says "the plan was to cut him loose far away from here, not on our front step with a gun." I don't know but there's always a little bit of me that will always not believe a word Shane says, even if I'm sitting in guilt thinking I'm the reason that happened, or if shanes face is drenched in blood. even if the story is true he's never telling us the full story, he'll always leave out a tiny bit to have everyone on his side. I think that's just how Shane is though. 

"don't go out there! you don't know what can happen!" carol shouts as Daryl, Shane, Rick, and Glenn start walking towards the forest. Rick doesn't really acknowledge what carol said he just shouts, "get everybody back in the house lock all the doors and stay put!" without even turning his head back towards us. we all listen and begin to run back to the house. I don't know if we should really be scared of Randall because even though he supposedly has a gun he is just a very weak man with an injured leg. there isn't much he can do to us, right?  

- 

we all do as rick say, which is staying in the house and keeping all the doors locked. we all just sit around at first waiting for them to come back, but after about 30 minute we realize this might take longer than we thought and just go on with what we were doing before Randall escaped. it's still light outside but the sun is setting and I'm a little worried they'll get lost out there once they lose the light. 

I'm sat on the floor next to Daryl and I's stuff with my knees pulled up to my chest. everyone else is getting their areas ready to sleep but I just don't feel like it. the pit in my stomach won't go away no matter how hard I try to not think about it, and I don't think I can really do anything while it's there. I hate caring so much about both Daryl, and Glenn that I can't do anything but wait around while there gone. I just wish I didn't care so much; I wish they're existence didn't have such an impact on if I'd be able to live my life without them. 

I sit in the same spot, and watch as the sun goes down. I watch as everything outside the windows become pitch black. I think that's when everyone else begins to worry too. everyone else was worried before but as the sky darkens their worry increases. 

It gets scary as we wait around, we don't know if something happened. if they've found Randall yet. hell, we don't even know if they died. we could be just waiting around for 4 dead men to come back.

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tight shots on food, syd, food, once again we're straight on, emphasizing the relationship there. syd's actress has very pretty eyes. not the point of the shot but worth saying!

"courage and confidence leads to decision making" oh we're stating the thesis! and guess what carmy's missing here. no surprises.

she has the air of a woman who's been stood up and decided to enjoy herself. this is not a coincidence, but it is very funny

notice she went home, changed, got freshened up? she's wearing her red on carmy's white? yeah, so did i

okay points for Carmy for texting. negative points for everything else about the message.

sydney takes chicago! i love this, she's going out to learn, going out to do a light bit of culinary espionage, and networking on behalf of The Bear. would it have been cuter and better and pretty much everything else good for her to do it with carmy? of course. but this show is called the bear. and our titular bear isn't there yet.

"make sure your hospitality and service is overwhelming" okay, front of house is gonna be important. still positive that's gonna involve richie finding his purpose.

"and make sure you have a great partner. someone you trust"

"we had a horrible business partner who stole all our money and flew off to Hawai'i"

my gosh, with the comment her dad made about trusting carmy? they're not shy that this is the primary relationship in the show, whether you see it romantically or platonically.

it's romantic. we know it. moving on

actually, not moving on.

while in this episode alone, these dialogues point to carmy, i actually think that this points to Cicero overall. he's a chaotic neutral sort of character right now, fully invested in his own good rather than in being a cheerleader or a wallet. the bear will survive or fail based on the front of house staff, the back of house cooperation, the relationship of syd and carmy, and -- most importantly, if Cicero is a force for good or bad.

"we're working together" "ahhh. been there. trust your gut." yeah this is just. text at this point. s3 is going to be a Feast.

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so i'm an idiot, but hearing carmy say his name on the voicemail? he's referred to as "bear" (as are Mikey and Natalie, we've seen) because with the Chicago twang, it sounds exactly like "bear-zatto". I'm stupid, i get it, let's move on. nothing to see here.

(in my accent, that's said more like bier-zatto, and burr-zatto if i'm going for a more geography-neutral flat accent. so yes. idiot. throw tomatoes at will.)

i don't know what the venn diagram is between The Bear viewers and kdrama fans, but this montage of syd eating alone is reminiscent of a scene from S2 of the kdrama Hospital Playlist (Netflix) where a woman is similarly stood up (though at a nice restaurant with steak) and keeps changing positions at the table, laughing to herself and eating the meal and drinking both glasses of wine.

digression aside, i think Syd and Chu Minha would be friends, plus both their love interests are referred to affectionately as "bear".

marcus and fak? chaos

"looking forward." "...looking forward?" "i don't know i've never said that in my life" oh marcus. this crush is pretty cute ngl. i'm not rooting for it but it's cute

SYD DO NOT POACH I'M DYING

the risotto!!! baby sydney!!! i love how obvious it is just through visuals that syd's dying to make The Bear really feel like part of Chicago, to give it that feeling that richie found so important in S1. it's all coming together. i also love we can see that syd really, truly loves food. we knew it already, but to have it so lovingly focused on is wonderful. in case there was any doubt as to who the deuteragonist is in this show? this episode should clear it up

(carmy being the protagonist and carmy's anxiety richie being the tritagonist, of course. they're steering the boat)

#the bear #liveblogging #2X03 #almost done with the episode and then it's a pause while my stomach fights against me for daring to eat dinner #but happy to be back on the bear wagon #i will not be taking questions on my accent. please respect my time of mourning b/c i'm an Idiot

[outrunningthedark]

I think Eddie’s arcs are better because Eddie is actually allowed to grow while Buck keeps taking one step forward two steps back (as Oliver said both before season 5 and 6)

This is the gist of it, yep. Eddie and Shannon reconnecting -> Eddie isn't the parent Shannon knew when she left him, he's willing to leave the past behind and start fresh, be better The fighting arc -> Eddie is angry with himself for not knowing how to help Christopher cope in the aftermath of Shannon's death, and we learn that he is also struggling with his own grief because Lena and Bobby called him out about his behavior skateboarding episode -> Eddie makes his own assumptions about Christopher's capabilities (hello, ableism), but (with some help) realizes that not everything is/should be out of the question - he, as a parent, has to be willing to adapt to the circumstances and put in the work EddieAna -> Starts dating her because he's trying to convince himself he's ready to move on after his failed marriage, stays in the relationship because Christopher likes having Ana around, but when things started getting "serious" (Ana being referred to as the mom, being invited to the Flores family Christening) Eddie was able to initiate the break up before he ended up in a second marriage he didn't want. (Following his heart. Not Christopher's.) Eddie leaving the 118 & breakdown arc -> Christopher's concern over his safety is one of the reasons Eddie decides to start a new career, but they have a conversation ON SCREEN where Christopher clarifies that he never meant Eddie should quit doing what he loves. Eddie goes to Bobby about being reinstated, Bobby says he's clearly not ready yet, Eddie goes to therapy BEFORE THE BREAKDOWN because he WANTS to get back to the family, but he's not fully committed. Until his breakdown. Dispatch fire -> "God has spoken." Eddie knows he should be saving lives while in his LAFD gear, not from behind a desk Eddie going home to Texas -> Comes to an understanding with his father, agrees to work on repairing/rebuilding the relationship, also confirms that he's still doing things for himself first by wanting to get better for himself just as much as for Christopher [stopping there because I think I've made my point!] Whereas with Buck... What gets me 🙄 is that there was obvious, understandable growth between seasons one and three DESPITE his past that made him the character we met at the beginning. Dating Abby got him out of the 1.0 phase, hooking up with TayKay in s2 made him realize he didn't want to go back to being That Guy (and Ali was the proof, so her brief resurgence did what it was meant to do). Season 3 was about Buck being alone (Honestly...this is one that doesn't get discussed enough. "Buck needs to learn to be by himself and be comfortable with that." The man had ZERO romantic prospects in all of s3 WYM???) And then, ofc, seeing Abby again made it so that Abby would never be a "what if" situation. He had to let go of that part of his past, and he did. By going to a party and spending it with he Diaz boys. Hm. And then the next season three episodes in having a co-parenting moment. Hmmm. After that? The show was like "We're just gonna take all this growth and throw it out the window for a storyline that is talked about ONCE in two years (Buck's childhood trauma) and also because in our heads it makes for better ~drama~ if Buck's being stupid without Madney around." ...Despite the fact that talking to Maddie didn't lead to the breakup and Buck doesn't go to Chim for like, anything, and Chim isn't the one who calls Buck out on his bullshit anyway! (And we all know how the BL kiss could have been a decent plot point if it played any kind of role in the BT break up. But it was simply A Thing That Happened because sometimes this show turns into a soap!) Just because someone's enjoying the current path Buck is on doesn't automatically make it good storytelling. Please stop equating a series like 9-1-1 with a fanfic that you post for yourself and don't want constructive criticism on, thanks!

#anonymous #tina speaks #tv: 911 #tv: 9-1-1 #eddie diaz #evan buckley #buddie

[waltwhitmansbeard]

“Liam and Laura knew what they were doing and chose violence anyway.”

That they did. So… from now on, I will say “Vex’ahlia” instead of Vex lol

That said, same prompt as before?

19. opening up about their own struggles when they see the other's problems aight let's run this back. s2 tlovm again.

When they make camp, Vex is ready to pass the fuck out. She's still exhausted from the whole dying debacle, and fighting off those flying fire demon things in Pyrah didn't help the situation. All she wants to do now is huddle up near the crackling campfire and sleep until Grog's snoring wakes her in approximately three hours.

As she spreads out her bedroll and shoves the last of her gathered berries into her mouth, she sees movement at the entrance to the cave they've claimed for the night. Her hand flies to her bow out of habit, but even in this low, flickering light, she recognizes those antlers. She sets the bow down and frowns. Where is Keyleth going at this hour?

The others are busy chatting or getting ready for sleep or, in her brother's case, struggling with the Vestige that he can't seem to get off (another problem for another day), so Vex hauls herself up from the craggy floor and follows after Keyleth. She finds her sitting with her knees pulled to her chest just outside the cave, her circlet appearing gray in the silvery light of the moon. "It's freezing out here," Vex says, and Keyleth jumps, startled. "Don't you want to come inside?"

Keyleth shakes her head, resting her chin atop her knees again. "Not really in the mood to sleep."

Vex settles onto the hard ground beside her. "You know, it was pretty fucking cool how you turned into that giant fire beast. Not sure what that was all about, but it'll be useful all the same."

"Useful." Keyleth says the word with scorn, and Vex doesn't think she's ever heard such derision in her voice. "How many people in Pyrah had to die until I was finally useful enough to stop the slaughter?"

Oh. "Keyleth, you know what happened there wasn't your fault."

"Maybe not. But if I had been on focused on my Aramenté, on the path that I was supposed to be following, I could have been there earlier. I could have stopped it."

Vex lays a hand on her shoulder, which trembles beneath her palm. "You don't know that." Vex worries her lip between her teeth. "You know I studied dragons?" Keyleth nods. "My studies left me with an...ability, I guess you'd call it. A new sense, in a way. I know when dragons are near."

"Yeah, I remember, with Brimscythe."

"Well, I felt them approach, in Emon." Keyleth doesn't ask who she's referring to. "It felt like my head was exploding. Four dragons, all descending at once. The pain was so debilitating, I could barely tell Vax what was going on." She shrugs. "Maybe if I had, we would have been able to warn more people. Maybe if I had, Sovereign Uriel would still be alive."

Keyleth twists her head to frown at her. "Vex, we had seconds to figure out what was going on in Emon. You barely had any more warning than the bells gave us. There was nothing you could have done differently or better to save people."

"Exactly." Keyleth's eyes flick up in annoyance as she realizes the trap she's walked right into. "Keyleth, you got to Pyrah when you did. Before the rest of us, don't forget. You saved the people you could save. You did what you could. That's what we do. That's all we can do. Our best."

"It doesn't feel like the best," she says quietly. She rubs at her eyes with the back of her hand. "It feels like I failed."

"That's because you're a good person. It's kind of annoying, actually. You know you're the best of us, right?" Keyleth's eyebrows furrow. "You and Pike, I'd say. The ones who make sure that we're always doing the right thing, even when we're scared, even when we don't want to. I mean, fuck, the way you took off when my brother tried to ignore the danger in Pyrah? That's not the action of someone who failed, Keyleth."

And finally, Vex sees the hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth. "Yeah?"

"Yeah." Vex shoves off of then ground and extends a hand out to Keyleth. "Come on. Warmth and food, and you'll feel fine again."

Keyleth lets Vex pull her to her feet, and then, to Vex's surprise, she throws her arms around her. "Thanks, Vex," she murmurs. "You're a good friend."

And wow. Yeah. They're friends. Who would've fucking guessed? She hugs Keyleth back. "We're in this together, remember? Gotta have each other's backs if we're not gonna be devoured by a league of murderous dragons."

Keyleth chuckles, and then they go back inside the cave, where the rest of their friends talk and laugh and sleep.

#ask #tiamat-zx #critical role #critical role fic #cr fic #tlovm #tlovm fic #vox machina #vox machina fic #my fic

[thesherrinfordfacility]

heh im happy to answer questions!! :D im actually not out to anyone online as muslim and so this is incredibly fun for me to talk about sgjkgh

metatron! now i have to be honest, i had never really heard of metatron till.. couple weeks ago when i watched s2! and it seems that this isn't an uncommon thing too, there's much more description of metatron in jewish literature than islamic, his name isn't mentioned in the quran at all iirc, but given the other similarities in religion i thought to look it up and found that! he exists! but i don't know what the whole.. beyond the veil thing entails, really. 😔 not even sure what this "veil" is. regarding metatron i have basically no knowledge at all. we're all learning here!

but! the free will discussion... oof. honestly this is a big topic. as it should be, but a lot of young muslim kids ask this question of.. if everything is predetermined, how can God judge us for our mistakes? we're told we have autonomy and choice to do what we want (which is what makes us human.) but Allah has also predetermined everything. uh. so [shrug] the analogy that stuck with me most was that if a child is given two options for food by their parent, the parent will know what they are going to pick, but they still have the choice. its flawed like all analogies but it is a good framework i think. there's also the thing about Allah knowing everything that will happen but not actively enforcing it? its definitely confusing. i hope i made any sense at all ;-; again happy to answer any questions if that has raised any but i can't.. promise i'll give good answers sjkfhgh [gestures at these paragraphs]

israfil! well, judgement and resurrection are very closely linked. iirc, israfil is the only being (along with god) to know when the day of judgement will happen. he'll blow the famous trumpet once to end all life on earth except himself, and blow it again to resurrect everyone that has ever lived. nods. the second coming doesn't trigger this, but it does signify the end of days.

i hope that answered everything? sorry this was so long 😭 in my defence . uh. i have no defence. my apologies. but thank you for asking all this!! its rare that ppl show interest in my little special interest <3 - 🌙

hello again 🌙 anon!!!✨ well in that case im very honoured you are sharing this with me, anonymously or not, thank you!! thank you for your follow-up ask too; hope you don't mind that i answer both on this post? keeps everything neat and tidy, especially if i need to refer back to it at any point!!!

i was going to put the rest of this ask under a cut but fuck it the below 2nd ask is SO IMPORTANT.

re: metatron, i did do a little bit of reading on their mention in the quran and it reads that uzair (who is possibly ezra?) is also the metatron...? not a question necessarily, just a mark of slight confusion that i need to look into further, haha!!!

free will: that's such a beautiful analogy... i guess it may not necessarily be a predetermination of only one path, but multiple different ones, and it's our choice which one we choose, even if god knows which one will be chosen. but that god doesn't tell us what will happen when we make that choice, because that would influence our decision, and as you said - either way doesn't enforce it. that i believe crosses over into some catholic thoughts on predestination, im not sure, but either way would strike the balance between god being omniscient, and her creations having free will - making the two compatible.

israfil: brilliant, thank you for clarifying, especially where the second coming might link to the day of judgement!!! follow-up q, i read a bit more about the day, and where (if ive read this right), each person had their book of deeds that supports whether they go to heaven or to hell. sort of related: where does the book of life fit into this in Islam? is each person's deeds reviewed, handed back to them in whichever appropriate hand, and they are then scratched from the BOL?

stars: that's... that's not brainrot talking, that's bloody ✨illumination!!!✨ wow!!! even if the star shower scene was before demons existed, the suggestion that the shower started after the angel who crowley was (AWCW) began to ask questions - something that firmly foreshadowed the fall - and given that aziraphale was the one to make him start questioning/then hurriedly cautioned him against asking them... the symbology of AWCW not necessarily protecting him from things that chase away demons, but protecting him from being implicated in whatever punishment was to come??? protecting him from the fall??? my GOD, im ASCENDING. oh my god oh my god oh my god

(wait --- going by the above from 🌙 anon, was i potentially somewhat right in this and this??? like obviously not exactly right, but that aziraphale was himself implicated in the fall, and AWCW protected him/defended him? FUCK)

#EPIPHANIES EVERYWHERE #🌙ANON YOU HAVE MY HEART FOR BRINGING THIS TO ME #im at work and literally sat in shock at the last bit #im stunned struck dumb #good omens #ask #the fall/the great war spec #pre-fall aziraphale spec #AWCW spec #metatron spec #second coming/last judgement theory #raphael spec

[cuddlytogas]

GOOD OMENS 2 SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT!! spewed out right after binging last night and then added to today. I'm mostly gonna ramble about structure rather than content, but the last few bits get quite spoilery

before that, though, one other thought: I DO hope the power of fandom now will mean that we'll get an influx of people listening to Cabin Pressure and JFSP and Double Acts and all that good stuff!!! John Finnemore is such an incredible writer and comedian, and I know the "following fandom brain into a rabbithole of someone's previous work" is a lot more common for actors than writers, but. one can dream!!!!!!! knowing Finnemore was a co-writer was what reassured me that the new season wasn't going to be an unnecessary sequel, he's so fucking good, and in conclusion ---

okay onto the s2 thoughts

obviously I'm, like. insane now. like I'm gonna shatter into a million pieces and also be sick. I have LOST my MIND. and it WAS good!!!

but also

I thought the pacing wasn't nearly as good as s1? obvs s1 had the ticking clock element, which is hard to recreate without just having another ticking clock, but especially some of the flashbacks tended to linger a smidge too long, and you could tell some of them were written by other writers - the "minisodes" thing I think didn't HELP. obviously I don't think this was a MAJOR problem, and I'll want a rewatch when i feel less Fully Insane to judge properly, but even ending aside, I feel like it didn't have quite the same structural/pacing qualities that made s1 so watchable

I thought the extension of the preexisting 1941 flashback felt... a bit hack-y? (it also went on too long tbh.) the reason those worked so well in s1 was because they were these little snippets, extending it (again, especially to the length that they did) was a little... hm. not, like, a cardinal sin, and it might just be a taste thing, but. again, the "minisodes written by other writers" thing didn't help.

and I'm REALLY sad it was released all at once!! with all the mystery elements, I would've loved a week to week format - even two episodes a week - to really digest all the clues, to sit and speculate and process each reveal/development! I just read that Neil Gaiman wanted that too, so it's extra hurtful. it would've been such a satisfying way to consume the show, but alas, Binge Culture must prevail, I guess :\

finally... I might be genuinely disappointed by the ending? I mean, the religious trauma is Strong With This One, and it'll depend on what they do with s3 (I'm not even going to humour the idea of no s3), but just... okay, real spoilers from here

it felt like Aziraphale really backslided?? like, wasn't the whole point of s1 the learning of "heaven and hell are both a bit shit and we're on our own side"? I understand why the final choice was compelling, both to him and the audience, but even across the season - and especially taking both seasons' flashbacks into account - he really sort of pinged back and forth between learning the lesson and going right back into denial about it, in a way that started to feel less like a character flaw and more like a cheat to keep the drama going. obvs his final choice was DEVASTATING, but also I couldn't stop thinking that Aziraphale... knows better??? not just "he should know better, how heartbreaking", but haven't we SEEN that he KNOWS BETTER?? it felt... inconsistent? again, as a writing choice rather than a character thing

like, I've slept on this thought now and calmed down a little about it, obviously I'm a bit biased by how also extremely painful that whole last scene was to watch, but - thing it, it's not even the decision itself that sits so formally wrong with me! the "I could fix things if I were in power" self-delusion is a very believable and narratively compelling (READ: HEARTBREAKING) move, as is him believing "if Crowley were an angel and I fixed everything then we could be safe and together and everything would be fine"!

but specifically the "but heaven are the good guys" - that gets me! like, after everything?? you really still believe that?? I thought it was obvious you learnt your lesson?? something something, "how can someone so smart be SO stupid?" - except we already did that bit in s1!! ahhh I dunno, it just rings a bit too much of the kind of undoing character development and recycling drama that I reeaaaally don't like :\

like, just. the pure disbelief in crowley's face - "tell me you said no" - like, yeah. and not just in a character sympathy way, but - come on, Aziraphale!! we've been through this so many times now!!!

again, this will also all rest on how it's handled in s3. and I have some faith! s2 actually bringing up crowley's "I was there when you tried to destroy Aziraphale, I saw your face when you told him to shut up and die" was revelatory, I loved that they actually made reference to it. and the writers are good! this isn't going to be a wwdits situation, I think we're safe in that. but s2 definitely had a few more plotty/pacing flaws, and that's just SUCH a huge betrayal - that whole ending was so massive - I have a lot of gay fear about how it'll all be resolved.

or, I dunno. maybe I'm just still too sad to think straight.

#Good Omens #Good Omens season 2 spoilers #spoilers #Good Omens spoilers #GoodOmenss2spoilers #GO2 #GO2 spoilers #pointless post is pointless #okay i think i'm done #just needed to throw some thoughts into the void

[belovedharringrove]

so i made a post saying that if you want proof that billy is abused by neil, that you should watch the scene where neil's asking him where max is with an abuser (but, like. don't actually do that if you can avoid it) and @sonneillonv asked to see my perspective on it.

okay so start this off properly

TRIGGER WARNING

there will be discussions of abuse to both a real person (me) and a character (billy).

i'm putting my thoughts in order as i write this so this may either be extremely short or very long.

right. i am 21 years old and i work and make my own money, and during all these years i have been abused physically, verbally and let's say financially. the physical abuse has slowed down but from the time i was 6-7 to when i was about 17 my father abused me physically almost every day, sometimes for what i considered to be the dumbest reasons but he considered to be disrespect. my dad worked in construction his whole life so he didn't have the lightest hand in the world either.

when i watched s2 e8 (correct me if i'm wrong but i believe that's the episode) i was with both of my parents.

in the episode, billy's getting ready for a date and neil knocks on his door demanding to know where max is, start insulting him, etc.

the moment i saw nail hit billy, i immediately went "see? billy lashes out at everyone because he's being abused. that is abuse." and my 60 year old father immediately disagreed with me. he said that no, that's not abuse, but billy was being disrespectful and maybe if billy had spoken better to him, neil wouldn't have had to punch him, billy could've gotten away with a slap to the wrist!!! which is a form of manipulation that he's used with me before. you know, the apologies that go "i'm sorry i yelled at you in public, but if you hadn't pissed me off i wouldn't have had to scream at you!".

then we get to the part where neil asks billy to repeat himself and i say "that's a tool that abusers use as a way of holding power over their victims" and my father once again disagrees with me. says that sometimes as a parent, you need to ask your children to repeat things so "the lessons stick better" and "they don't keep making mistakes". when i asked what mistake billy made, he floundered and then said billy lost max and when i pointed out that, in me and my older siblings case, we could both be home at the same time and be none the wiser because we're always in our rooms. perhaps the same thing can happen to billy and max? y'know, because they're humans and billy can't be expected to helicopter over a moody teenager the whole day unless he wants her to throw her skateboard at him? he just got quiet and told me to shut up.

then we get to the part that billy goes to the byers' house and he gets into a fight with steve. when max grabs the syringe and injects billy with the medicine, i say "she shouldn't have done that, that was very dangerous thing to do. billy could've died." and my mom says "but they were using that to put will to sleep, it wouldn't have hurt him." i then have to explain that we don't know billy's medical history. he could've had an allergic reaction to the medicine and simply just died. i am 100% certain that none of them have cpr training or even would've known what to do if that had happened. then they go and take billy's car, leaving him drugged and with no mode of transportation.

at this point my father is not very happy and says "well, billy is a grown man! if he hated being abused so much, he could've just fought back!" and- no. he couldn't.

billy looks like a grown man because dacre montgomery was around 23 years old in 2017 when season 2 came out and, let's be honest, the man is pretty fucking fit. but billy was a teenager. only 17 years old. it's not he didn't want to fight back, it's that he couldn't.

as a 21 year old, i have my abusive father financially dependent on me while he waits to be retired. i could easily deny him a single cent that he asks of me but i cannot. not because i'm incapable, but simply because my mind goes 'he's your father, he raised you, he loves you, do you really wanna turn into him? he did his best while raising, he wasn't perfect but who is?' and that's only a few of the thoughts that go through my mind. billy is 17 years old and similar things probably go through his mind, plus maybe 'i don't have anyone' because max proved she doesn't care for his wellbeing back at the byers house, susan wouldn't come to his defense and neil is his abuser. he's far from california, he has no friends and no other family. he's completely alone.

i really hope this made sense and i put it in a way that people understand. i am emotionally drained now because this is a difficult topic to breach for me, but if you have any questions or need me to clear anything up, just reply or send me a pm and i'll be happy to answer.

#billy hargrove #tw #tw abuse #tw abuse mention

[viscountessevie]

Once again would like to call Polins out on their fucking hypocrisy

Seriously going after people for their looks when yall cry Newts/Colin is being bullied for his looks just because people say he doesn't do it for them??

(Also it's very much a costume department problem not an actual Luke Newton problem - we're all indifferent to him. However his looks in S2 and 3 have been atrocious like no one, other than yall, wants to see a pirate wannabe in brownface!)

Difference between you heathens and us is we're just sharing our preferences and taste in people we find attractive or not which is completely subjective and he won't ever see this shit anyway. While you fuckers are directly harassing people in their askboxs, you vile piece of shits.

Also Newts is a white man, he'll be fine and he's barely online. He's too busy living his best life with Jade who loves him and he loves her so that's the only validation he wants and needs anyway!!

I am once again asking why yall are so obsessed with wanting your faves to be liked??? The important thing is YOU like them so leave the rest of us alone

[Also if you don't want to see negativity just block us!! It's THAT simpleeee - literally the Bridgerton tag looks popping for me with Kathony and all other ships I like content and not anything abt 🖋, Colin or Pollen in sight since I blocked people and filtered the content and tags!]

#Bridgerton #Like we clown on yall but WE NEVER bring your looks into it #If anything just that yall are ugly on the inside cos you're either racist or support one #The Bee Show #The Viscountess Speaks

[myreygn]

maybe i like them

summary: inosuke is on night watch duty and has some thoughts about companionship and worry.

an: I WROTE! it's not a request and it's very short, but we're crawling our way out of the hiatus, i can feel it!! (also yeyy very first demon slayer fic :D) tagging @duckymcdoorknob because maybe you appreciate this thingy

(set at some point between s1 and s2)

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The cool night air softly caressed his cheeks and Inosuke took a deep breath in. He had missed this. Sure, a hot meal every once in a while was nice and the warm beds had been okay at least, but it just wasn't the same as being outside when the sun went down.

The darkness of a forest was just as suited for hiding as the darkness of a room, with the only difference being the walls. Out here he wasn't trapped, and like a trap it sure had felt, a cage made of soft blankets and freshly washed clothes and neatly trimmed grass. (Grass had no business being trimmed. Grass had to be wild and unrestrained, high enough to lurk for food in it and full of ticks trying to take a bite.)

Inosuke turned his head to look at his companions. Monitsu was snoring softly in his sleep whereas Kentaro's breathing was almost completely silent. It was strange to sit awake at night in order to watch over anyone else beside himself.

Maybe I've been alone for too long.

The thought was new, almost as strange as this whole situation. Just a few weeks ago he would've never assumed that there was a limit for being alone. How could one be alone for too long when one did good on their own? Why would anyone ever choose company over quality time with oneself and the animals around?

It annoyed Inosuke to no end that he couldn't even answer the question for himself. There had been countless times for him to disappear. In fact, it was a good time to do so right now. He could get his stuff and leave. They would never find him. He'd be on his own again, free to go wherever he liked and free to do whatever he wanted. He didn't leave.

Of course, that was only because Monjiro still refused to fight him properly and Inosuke wouldn't leave him alone until he would do so! That was what he had been telling himself for weeks, but there was a persistent thought throbbing in the back of his head.

Maybe it's about something else.

He couldn't think of anything else which would stop him from just sneaking away in the middle of the night, except for the obvious reason of course; it was dangerous at night and leaving Monitsu and Tontaro behind without protection would mean most certainly their death, or at least a very unpleasant encounter with some demons. (Not that Inosuke cared whether they lived or died, not at all, but they were both strong and strong people were better off alive than dead – someone had to kill demons, right?)

Inosuke had been surprised after the fight against the freaky spider demon family. Neither Monitsu nor Ponjiro had been dead, just injured, but he remembered the cold feeling in his chest when he had woken up next to them in the butterfly lady's house. It hadn't been anger and it hadn't been fear, and he hadn't been able to put a name on it until one night when Monitsu had looked at them with those stupid, pathetic tears in his eyes and whispered: “I'm really glad you guys are okay. I was so worried.”

Worried. Worry wasn't an emotion Inosuke had experienced very often, if at all, up until that point, but how should he have? The way he understood it, it had something to do with other people, wanting them to be safe and being in discomfort when not knowing whether or not that was the case. Monitsu and Kanjiro were his first companions in... they were his first companions.

Maybe I like them.

Gonpachiro shuffled around a little when he sat up and his eyes met Inosuke's, still a little tired, but with that certain shimmer in them they always had. Inosuke had learned to identify it as the hint of a smile. He had never met anyone who could smile with their eyes before.

“Inosuke, lay down for a bit. I'll take over watch.”

“I'm fine, you should rest.”

“Well, I'm fine too and you should rest too. It's only fair to split the job.

Fair. Another one of Tangoro's weird concepts. Fairness wasn't a thing in real life. Nature wasn't fair. Fairness didn't hunt you any food, it didn't kill you any demons.

Friends do that.

Inosuke examined the eye-glitter-smile in front of him, then he laid down and felt a blanket put over his torso.

“Sleep well, Inosuke.”

“Good night, Tanjiro.”

Maybe we're friends.

#rey writes #jeez it's been a while haha #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #hashibira inosuke #agatsuma zenitsu #kamado tanjiro #fanfiction

[our-flag-means-love]

welcome back to elliot's autistic-about-music corner.

here's a comprehensive list of boygenius lyrics that have been helping me get through this bc goddamnit i need anything rn.

"$20":

it's a bad idea and i'm all about it / give it one more chance and then i finally had it

the renewal efforts, obviously. it's a hail mary but it's our one chance.

mama told me that it don't run on wishes, but that i should have fun / pushing the flowers that come up into the front of a shotgun

poison into positivity. weaponizing our ability to be polite menaces and our ability to have hope.

may i please have twenty dollars / can you give me twenty dollars / i know you have twenty dollars / i know you have twenty dollars!

me @ zaslav. especially the screamed one.

"emily i'm sorry":

this one's extremely personal to me so i'm not highlighting anything specific but just know that it's this whole song.

"true blue":

you already hurt my feelings three times / in the way only you could

the ending of s1, the wait for s2 renewal, the cancellation.

i remember who i am when i'm with you / your love is tough, your love is tried and true blue

the fandom <3 we persist.

you've never done me wrong / except for that one time that we don't talk about / because it doesn't matter anymore

me if it gets renewed for s3.

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"not strong enough":

i tried, i can't / stop staring at the ceiling fan and / spinning out about things that haven't happened / breathing in and out

bro i am so anxious about this whole thing bro.

"revolution 0":

i just wanna know / who broke your nose / figure out where they live / so i can kick their teeth in

the broken nose is the cancellation and this is me @ zaslav again.

"leonard cohen":

leonard cohen once said / "there's a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in" / and i am not an old man having an existential crisis / at a buddhist monastery, writing horny poetry / but i agree

we have hope. we have a chance. the light can get in.

"satanist":

mortgage off your soul to buy a dream

what it feels like we're doing right now lol.

will you be an anarchist with me / sleep in cars and kill the bourgeoisie

once again, with feeling: fuck zaslav!

"we're in love":

(first of all, i would be remiss in not shamelessly promoting my fav fic i wrote last year here.)

you could absolutely break my heart / that's how i know that we're in love

cannot convey how much the cancellation news broke me. that's because i'm in love with this show.

some october in the future / i'll run out of trash TV / and i'll be feeling lonely

no matter what happens, this show will end, and when it does, i'll miss it dearly.

damn, that makes me sad / it doesn't have to be like that / if you rewrite your life, may i still play a part?

this whole thing.

"anti-curse":

well uhh really it's this entire song so just go listen to this song and yeah it's all of the lyrics. i will highlight this one tho:

writing the words / to the worst love song you've ever heard / sounding out the foreign characters / an incantation like an anti-curse / or even a blessing

all of the letter writing, emailing, commenting.

"letter to an old poet":

you're not special, you're evil / you don't get to tell me to calm down

me @ max/wbd.

when you fell down the stairs / it looked like it hurt and i wasn't sorry

max/wbd taking Ls left and right.

i can't feel it yet / but i am waiting

hope.

"afraid of heights":

i kid you not, the day the news dropped i listened to this song like 20x on repeat during my 2 hour work shift bc nothing else was helping.

i replied / "i don't wanna live forever / but i don't wanna die tonight"

we're not going down without a fight.

if they ever catch you at it / i know you'd want me to be proud / that you took a rich man's dream / and brought it with you on your way down

fuck zaslav!!!!!

how it hurts to hope / oh, it hurts to hope for more / oh, it hurts to hope the future will be better than before

fuck, lucy, it sure does.

#ofmd #our flag means death #save ofmd #renew as a crew #boygenius