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aqueeracademic · 1 year

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morse being queer (and other commentary) pt 12:

season 3, episode 4, “Coda”:

- opening with a funeral

- how very camp

- morse taking his lil test 🥰

- morse is such a know it all im obsessed with him

- “only in oxford”

- last time i checked there’s porn everywhere babe

- thursday insinuating they’re gay just to piss them off is so….

- i guess we can’t all be perfect

- also strange is so casually badass i’m fully obsessed with him

- the coughing thing is so embarrassing 😐

- debryn thinking morse is talking about nature studies when he says “stag films”

- he’s so 🥺🥺

- debryn always gives morse a well needed reality check and i respect him sm for it

- i, too, would stare at morse for an entire concert if the opportunity presented itself

- “come and see me”

- morse’s face immediately looks panicked and blushy he’s so embarrassing 🙄

- sam leaving 😭😭😭🔫🔫🔫

- morse is always so flabbergasted by how thursday does business

- “i was frightened for the most part.” “of what?” “of being found out. being found wanting.”

- that’s gay! in case you were confused. it’s gay

- this professor is so weird 😐

- i don’t like him at all! and i don’t like that hes using morse’s previous trauma to guilt him into investigating his wife

- thursday getting suspended for police brutality is… not something i can be all that upset about

- like sucks but 🤷‍♀️

- that’s how it goes

- he needs to rest his cough anyway tbh

- trewlove is SO CUTE I AM OBSESSED

- morse awkwardly whipping out the word bird to really trick the bingo guy into talking to him is so funny to me

- he’s like “the uh… 🤢 b-bird.”

- take a BREATH morse

- i refuse to believe that “spotted dick” is a real thing in the UK

- y’all gotta know how that sounds

- morse is so terrible with women i hate him 😀

- “a fellow must have the latest this or that to impress the ladies” and morse being like 😬

- it’s so gay

- joan being like “you’re right, it’s not your place to say.” and then morse being like 😮 is real!

- “let it go, for your own good.” “that’s rich, coming from you.”

- i HATE THIS DAMN PROFESSOR

- people don’t ever let morse just suffer in peace

- i just spilled water all over myself and missed his entire conversation w that other professor but i’m not gonna rewind we r just gonna live w it

- strange is… getting gradually less cool the longer the show goes on

- like i need him to calm down.

- i know he’s above morse now but he is so like… determined to be perceived as above him it’s uncomfortable

- and beating someone up RIGHT AFTER thursday gets suspended???? let’s get it together

- thursday is incapable of taking critique from morse and i don’t understand why

- he’s RIGHT and you should listen to him

- “morse? people will say we’re in love.”

- that professor is so fucking funny

- also clocked morse as a lil 💅 right away

- bank robbery is so crazy

- not all the main characters being directly affected!!

- bright moves SO DAMN QUICK when strange comes in i love him

- HOLY SHIT

- trewlove’s partner getting shot is so crazy to me she cannot catch a break

- morse is a lot braver than people give him credit for

- he straight up called an ARMED ROBBER stupid without hesitation

- i love him

- morse casually solving an entirely separate case during the robbery is wild

- trewlove 🥺🥺🥺

- winnie 🥺🥺🥺

- bright keeping that gun is something that can be so personal

- this guy is a FUCKING snitch

- a snitch.

- and i can’t stand him!

- debryn pulling up fully prepared to tend to bodies is so sick.

- joan is a RIDE OR DIE TYPE BITCH

- ok he didn’t deserve to die just for snitching but like…. the line “i don’t like liars but i hate a grass” is SO ICONIC

- joan’s reaction to the leader telling his little crony to put morse down is wild

- the way she closes her eyes 🫤🫤🫤

- final straw!

- lowkey thursdays voice….

- just kidding!

- no i’m not.

- coughing up a bullet?

- thursday is the coldest man alive.

- the way my MOM JUST SAID “yeah, you wanna be a hero by selling somebody else out. asshole. he’s a coward.”

- she gets it!

- strange is a ride or die ass bitch and i respect that even if i don’t like him rn

- morse holding joan when the guy blows the lock off 🫤🫤🫤

- i love them

- i don’t ship it!

- but i love them

- “the chambers empty! and he’s too stupid to count to six!”

- morse is so………..

- thursday needs to get his act together 😐

- like u fr gonna murder someone in front of ur daughter??

- THERE WAS A BULLET LEFT??????

- i hate morse

- hes so self sacrificing

- no way he j goes back to his job after all that

- he’s so filled with fear all the time i just need him to breathe

- “love, morse. imagine that.”

- he’s so disrespectful i hate him

- oh my god morse is so fine

- he has NO BUSINESS sitting in that chair like that

- morse realizing he loves her is something that makes me so violent

- i hate him

- i mean i have never related to a fictional character more in my life

- but i hate him

- this MAROON PULL OVER

- he knows he looks good

- “just give it a chance” = “just give me a chance”

- “you mean the world to them. you mean the world…”

- and then being UNABLE TO SAY IT??????????? i’m so fucking sick

- her reaching up to hold his face and him feeling a little hopeful only for it to be her checking his wound

- listen:

- i talk all day about morse being queer and how much he likes men and how he should end up with a man but like

- joan is the second person this SEASON to leave him

- the second person he loves who leaves him in the span of a few months

- he lost jakes in the spring and joan in the fall and he’s all alone for winter 🫤

- so whatever i think about his sexuality isn’t important because either way he KEEPS getting left alone by people he loves and, not only is it important to his character, it fucking HURTS

- and i love him.

#endeavour #endeavour itv #endeavour morse #morse #itv endeavour

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murderoushag · 1 year

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i have a never ending list of headcanons i came up with while listening to songs so... here's a few i guess <3

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Kiss Her You Fool- Kids That Fly

it's playing at a party and lily is listening. very. intently. and psyching her self up. and finally, after a generous shot of firewhiskey, she marches across the common room and just full on snogs mary. and then mary drags her out of the common room and they run around in the cool, evening air, laughing, with the song playing in the back of their heads the whole time.

Teenage Dream- Katy Perry

regulus is drunk. like, very drunk. and he somehow ends up singing along to this song at the top of his lungs and looking over at james every. other. second. and james is literally choking on his drink and trying not to die. because what the hell is he supposed to do with regulus singing "imma get your heart racing in my skin-tight jeans, be your teenage dream tonight"? and sirius is just like... "hm.. that's funny, i'm sure there's no underlying reason to any of this"

Everybody Talks- Neon Trees

marauders band au where they perform this song. that's all i have to say. sirius and marlene are absolutely in the band and remus and dorcas are practically swooning from the audience.

Untouchable- Taylor Swift

this song just screams quiet jegulus nights in the astronomy tower. specifically on a late spring evening when the air is just slightly cool from a light wind but still warm. i swear everything in this song is something james would say to regulus. by the end of the night he's blushing furiously but luckily it's too dark for james to see.

Dancing Queen- ABBA

mary, marlene, and lily doing this at karaoke and being the iconic trio that they are. lily and mary are a bit tipsy and marlene is absolutely pissed. mary is a good singer and nobody knew because she definitely would not be singing in front of any of them sober. and marlene is just dancing like an idiot and having the time of her life. and lily is going along with all of it and smiling and laughing and loving enjoying this moment all together.

London Boy- Taylor Swift

i know this makes absolutely no sense but this song gives me jily vibes. i'm just picturing them going on all the little outings in the song. and also a picnic in the park! specifically they're eating fruit and lying on a blanket by a river. and this song comes on and they're both smiling and laughing and just being happy.

Marlboro Nights- Lonely God

literally just remus studying in their dorm room on a sunday night and sirius living in his own little world having a dance party and begging remus to take the day off tomorrow so they can spend time together. that's it.

Space Oddity- David Bowie

picturing regulus up in the astronomy tower, leaning against the railing, or sitting in the window frame, looking up at the stars and listening to this song and just letting the rest of the world fall away, and his worries get lost to the stars, if only for a few minutes. he closes his eyes and takes some deep breaths "for here am i sitting in a tin can, far above the world" and enjoys the peace before quietly walking back to his dorm and falling asleep easily.

okay that's enough for now. might post some more later. but song headcanons make me happy :) and i hope somebody else will get to see this and make them at least a little happy too <3

#marauders #regulus black #jegulus #marylily #dorlene #wolfstar #jily #song headcanons #listen to all of these songs if you haven't yet #you won't regret it

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xnuwax · 6 days

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My life is his in every lifetime.

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"I don't think you two are meant to be together."

After zoning out for a while, my eyes darts back to the older woman in front of me. I can't help to clench my jaw so hard my head starting to ache.

She rolls her eyes at me and mutters something to herself. I'm probably pissing her off, but who cares?

"Why?" she lazily asks me with a cigarette in her mouth.

When I was alive, I always imagined her as a sweet and gentle old woman. But I guess this is what serving millions of soul does to you.

"I'm pretty sure you also asked me the same question the last time we met."

She gives me an innocent look. "So? I'm curious, that's all," she says and takes a deep puff of her cigarette.

I scrub my face with my hands and sighs. "I just want to protect him. To keep him safe from things that will hurt him. You know that."

"And look at you now. You're here. For the fifth time."

"I'm still going to end up here sooner or later."

"Well yeah, you don't get to choose when you die, that's not up for debate. But you actually have the choice to choose how you die. Why choose a painful death when you can die normally? There are many ways to die without going through a painful process. Or you didn't know that?" asks her. She's sliding down in her chair and crossing her arms.

Of course I know. But what can I do when he's always born with almost zero luck, and trouble always seems to follow him in every life? Just sit and watch him suffer? Hell no. Not on my watch.

"Looks like you have a lot of free time. Those souls queuing out there aren't enough to keep you busy huh?"

"Oh shut up. Fine. I'll let you go." She throws a glare at me as she gets up from her seat and grabs a laddle to scoop her iconic soup.

I hastily stop her before she pours the soup into the ceramic bowl. "Wait, you didn't even ask me if I wanted to drink the soup or not."

She looks at me with a 'seriously?' look on her face and I just mouth her a 'what?'

"Goodness, why do you love hurting yourself so much? Is this a kink of yours?"

I try my best to resist the urge to curse. I don't know what would happen to me if I cursed a deity, and I don't think I want to know either.

"Ma'am, just sign the paper please."

She let out a soft snort of amusement with lips quirks up. "You are a stubborn one aren't you?"

Seeing the impatient look on my face, she finally puts down her laddle and bowl. I close my eyes as she begins to sign a bunch of documents. The truth is, I really really want to forget everything. To start fresh, without countless memories dragging me down is something I've always dreamed of. But I need my memories to protect him. I don't care if what she said earlier was true, that me and him aren't meant to be together, I just really can't take the risk of losing him.

"There will be someone else in your place to protect him. It doesn't have to be you," she says, as if she could hear my thoughts. "You deserve to live a peaceful life. Just because you failed to save him in your first life, and that wasn't your job by the way, you lived a few years after that in guilt and then another 4 lifetimes of sacrificing yourself. Is that not enough?"

I don't know how to answer her so I just keep my mouth shut. The pain, the hell I've been through is nothing compared to seeing him died in agony. Everyone knows I've never been good at letting things go. If my life is the cost for him to live happily, then so be it. From the first day I met him, my life was already his.

"Maybe this time try to figure out a way to save him without having to exchange your life, alright? I don't want to see your pathetic face for at least another 80 years," she says and gives me my papers.

I let a laugh slip from my mouth as I take the paper from her hands. "Alright. Tell the old guys trio to bless me with lots of luck okay? They were so stingy last time geez."

Her grin changes into a fond smile and she noddes at me. "Yeah yeah. Now shoo, get out."

So I get up from my seat, and excuse myself out. Outside, I can see there are many souls still waiting to see the old lady inside. Many of them look nervous. Some of them look calm. Whatever, their feelings are none of my business.

My step feels light as I approach the bridge. The river down there honestly looks scary. They really should add cute ducks.

While waiting for my turn, my mind wander around. I don't know where they put him, so there is a chance I have to spend half of my life to find him. It doesn't matter, I'll always find a way. I don't mind if I have to do this a few more times.

All those years of running across the country in search of his traces was embarrassing. But I didn't regret it, a life without him isn't something I want. Although somewhere during my third life, I realized it was enough to watch him from afar.

Maybe one day the universe will take a pity on me and let him be mine. Until then, in every lifetime I'd still choose him, I'd find him again and again.

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letarasstuff · 3 years

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Minimal Loss - Maximal Stress

(A/N): This was requested by an anon and plays in the intern universe. It’s based on 4x3 “Mininal Loss”. I didn’t follow the exact plot, but the quint essence is there (you’ll see what I mean). I hope you enjoy it.

Summary: An intern goes along on a seemingly undangerous case with Emily and Spencer on a ranch under the lead of Benjamin Cyrus. What could go possibly wrong (well, everything ig)?

Warnings: Mentions of child abuse, guns, vomit, swear words, ususal Criminal Mind stuff

Wordcount: 2.9k

✨Masterlist✨ ________________________________

“Do you guys really think it’s a good idea to bring a child to an interview about child abuse?” Agent Lunde asks skeptically while steering the car towards the ranch, where the allegions originated from.

“(Y/N) is our intern and we thought she has to make some experience in the field and since this is the most peaceful case you can find within the BAU, it’s her opportunity”, Emily defends the team’s decision.

“Also, she is nearly the same age as the girls, so it’s easier for them to open up to her and she is incredibly bright, meaning she can help us deducing a profile”, Spencer adds. The teenager doesn’t acknowledge anything they say, too engrossed in listening to One Direction over her bluetooth earbuds.

Soon the quartet arrives at the Saptarian ranch. “I’m looking for Benjamin Cyrus.” “You found him”, answers the man, who sits in front of a chapel.

“He really is nicely placed. I feel like I looked like this in my math classes. I was like beautiful decoration, but had no use”, (Y/N) whispers to Emily. She in turn has a look of confusion on her face. “You aced math, you graduated with an A+ in it.” “Just because I have good grades doesn’t mean I’m not stupid. I mean, I’m educated, but stoopid.”

A little later she sits across from a blonde girl named Jessica, asking her questions about the 911 call. Her mother continuously steps into that conversation.

“Jessica, can you tell me, if anyone here were ever touched inappropriately?” “Is this really necessary? You are a child yourself, shouldn’t ask one of the other agents the questions?” Slowly the teenager’s patience is wearing down and Spencer can definitely see that from five meters away.

“Ma’am, with all due respect, but I’m perfectly capable of conducting this interview, if you stop interrupting me. I may be young, which doesn’t stand in my way of being an intern for CPS and still knowing my way around, so please step to me colleagues or something and let me do my job.” Hesitantly the mother gives the two girls their space.

As soon as she is out of earshot, Jessica begins to explain. “Nobody is touched in a way they shouldn’t be touched. Or is it wrong for a wife to share a bed with her husband.”

(Y/N) remembers Emily telling her to not judge anything anyone of the girls will say. But damn it, this girl is really hard not to judge.

“Wait wait wait. Let me get this straight: You are simping for that walking quote machine?” Okay, maybe she is judging. But just a little bit.

“If simping means deeply in love then yes, I am simping for Benjamin Cyrus, my husband.” At this point the other three agents get closer again. “Jessica, the state of Colorado demands parental consent. You aren’t married to him unles-'' The black haired woman cuts the young doctor off. “She did give consent.”

(Y/N) can barely contain the unsurprised “surprised” gasp leaving her mouth. But it would have been cut short nonetheless, since sudden gunfire erupted outside the school building.

Fairly quickly everybody is evacuated through the tunnels. As Cyrus tells the cult members to trust in god, the teenager turns to the agents. “This much to it’s safe for me here. Didn’t anybody check for weapons or something?” Flabbergasted because of the whole situation Spencer answers. “Yes, Garcia checked with the authorities and nothing was suspicious.”

Suddenly Lunde takes all the courage she has (maybe because a teenager she brought into this is in immediate danger like all the other kids) and goes up with the cult leader to speak to the shooting law enforcement officers. Shortly after the other three get the message of her death.

But they don’t have any time to think about her, since they all are shoved into the chapel.

While Cyrus holds a speech about trust in god in dangerous and trying times like this the BAU in Quantico learns about the shooting through the tv news report.

“HOTCH”, Morgan yells up to the Unit Chief’s office, probably giving everybody else a heart attack. Alarmed Aaron storms out into the bullpen followed by Rossi, who is attracted by the tumult. “Aren’t Prentiss and Reid on that ranch?” Derek asks, his eyebrows furrowing in worry.

Squinting at the screen, horror etches on the other agent’s face. “(Y/N) is also there”, he says, realizing that they sent a minor with zero field experience into a lava hot situation.

Suddenly the whole bullpen’s phones ring, which results in Hotch barking his first commands.

After a nightflight to Colorado the team sets up at the crime scene.

“Dave, I was appointed to determine the primary negotiator”, Aaron tells him after he pulls him to the side. “It makes sense. I trained most of the people here, if you want me I can give you a few recommendations.” But the Unit Chief shakes his head. “No, I want you to be the negotiator in this.”

Now it’s Rossi’s turn to shake his head. “Aaron, I can’t do it, I’m too emotionally involved.” “So are all of us and why should I take the student if I can have the teacher?” The older one sighs in resignation and accepts the offer. They don’t have the team nor reccourses for any mistakes in this.

As he goes to prepare for his task at hand, Hotch hears a man complaining loudly. “I demand to talk to know why I wasn't told that the FBI was sending undercover agents into the Saptarian ranch?” “The only thing you are in position to demand is a lawyer”, he says while stepping closer to the scene.

“Who the hell are you?” The man spits out into his direction. “I’m Aaron Hotchner, Unit Chief. I’m the guy who is gonna tell the Attorney General of the United States whether to charge you with obstructing a federal investigation or negligent homicide.” “You can’t talk to me like that”.

Upon closing the little bit of space between both of them, Aaron stares him down. “Get off my crime scene.” Just a few seconds of the intense and pissed Hotch Stare are enough to chase that man down to his car and go on his way to Coward Island.

Meanwhile the first contact is made, Emily and Spencer tell (Y/N) in hushed voices what the situation means. “There are three groups here. The leader, in this case Cyrus. The hard die hard believers, the goons of him, and the followers”, Spencer explains.

“In a case like this we go for minimal loss. We try to get as many of the followers out as possible, because the rest won’t give up as long as they can breathe. At first we go with one or two people, children mostly, then with smaller groups and in the end we get out as many of these people we can. Soon, there will be the first supply delivery from our team, but it’s gonna be bugged, which means we know they are listening. Understood?” Emily adds.

Aside from the knowledge that there is a great possibility that they won’t come out alive of this one, (Y/N) is pretty calm. “Honestly, it’s pretty extra here. I mean I can’t even, look at the walls and the whole pseudo decoration. Why would anybody choose this willingly? But yeah, I understand.” Seeing that these phrases are a kind of a coping mechanism, the two agents aren’t too concerned about her right now. I mean, of course they are pretty much on edge because they all are in a hostage situation, but since the teenager doesn’t seem to be on the verge of a breakdown she has to be fine.

“Is there anything you want to know?” The black haired woman asks, stroking the younger one’s hair out of her face. “No, not right now. This is anything but basic, but I’ll hit you up if something shoots into my mind.”

When Rossi comes in to hand make the first delivery, he looks beyond worried. It seems like he got years older in the span of the last 24 hours. As he glances through the rows of people, he subtly acknowledges their presence and well being.

“How do we know this will be nothing like Waco?” (Y/N) asks out of the blue as all the members get a cup of wine. Surprised Emily turns towards her. “You know about Waco?” “Duh? I told you, I’m educated. So, how do we kno-” “And together we drank the poison.” “Oh well, I guess we do now. It’s nearly iconic how bad his acting is.” Now both of the agents look confused at her.

“What? Didn’t I tell you that I was a theater kid? Also, his goons are writing the reactions down, so it’s just a test to know who to separate from the group and who not.” Even in a situation like this a girl in a red and black flannel over a white graphic tee - it is a Doctor Who Tardis - astounds them.

Not long after this, the three of them are shoved into a small room, which looks sort of like an office.

“Which one of you is it?” Cyrus asks. Confused Prentiss, Reid and the intern look at him. When nobody speaks up he pulls out his gun. “One of you is an FBI agent. So who is it?”

In the short silence he points his weapon at (Y/N). “Oof. Dude, what the fu-” “She is a child. The FBI doesn’t recruit children. But she is a good leverage. So, if neither of you reveals their identity, I will blow her brain out.” This is the final point for the teenager to slowly freak out.

“It’s me. I’m the FBI agent”, Emily confesses. Seeing the young girl with panic in her eyes sets something off in her. Roughly she is taken away by two big guys.

“No no no! This can’t be right. Nobody of us is from the feds. It’s not her, you stupid piece of boom-” With a swift motion of his gun Cyrus knocks her out.

“Damn, this is an annoying one. I don’t know how you can even take her seriously.”

(Y/N) wakes up half an hour later in the chapel draped over two stools with her head in Spencer’s lap. He strokes her hair while his mind is running non stop looking for a solution to this situation. A groan tells him that she is awake.

“Hey, how are you feeling?” The young doctor asks in a soft voice. “If good means your head feels like it’s dancing samba without me, then I’m good.”

He smiles. “We are going to get out here, soon. I convinced Cyrus that we are on his side. He also won’t hurt Emily any further. I saw her earlier, he held a speech. She is fine, just a bit roughen up.”

To lie to the girl like that feels wrong to Reid, but he can see signs of a concussion by her behavior and doesn’t want to worry her more than she already is.

Three o’clock rolls closer and closer, which makes both of them more nervous. Because of the lack of communication they don’t know the tactic the team will use to come in. They can only hope that they all come out alive and in one piece.

Since they are in the chapel, their attention is solely on the cult leader. They don’t even notice all the women and children leaving. As (Y/N) and Spencer spot Cyrus with the remote for detonating the explosives, she mumbles “Let’s get this bread”.

When the leader sees Spencer trying to convince one of the die hard believers that he has a choice to change his mind, he punches the young doctor so hard in the gut that even (Y/N), whose vision is slightly blurred, feels the pain he endures.

“Hey Cyrus”, she calls out, “TBH I think all the shit you are doing here didn’t pass my vibe check. Also, the whole system is pretty whack.”

“You are a child, you don’t know anything. If god doesn’t want me to do any of this, he would stop me.” As Cyrus cocks his gun towards Spencer, Derek runs in and shoots him in the chest twice.

(Y/N) crosses her arms over her chest, says “Ok, Boomer” and rolls her eyes.

“Are you ok, princess?” Morgan asks, going over to her and examining the wound on the side of her head. “Never felt better now that there are two Derek Morgans to protect me.” Concerned he goes to say something else, but is cut short by Spencer shouting “RUN!”.

A look behind them shows Jessica short circuiting upon her husband’s death and grabbing the remote.

When the explosion erupts, Emily looks terrified at the remains of the chapel.

“Morgan! Reid! (Y/N)!” She shouts, followed by the other members and their calls after the three. A certain fear captures every single one of them. If only one of them is- No. Nobody can go through this thought. They are going to be fine. They are alive and-

“Thank god”, JJ breathes as she spots three limping figures. They slowly approach the group of four. “EMILY!” The teenager shouts relieved, though a little loud for the proximity between them. “SPENCER WOULDN’T REALLY TELL ME HOW YOU ARE! YOU LOOK TERRIBLE! THANK HARRY STYLES YOU ARE FINE!” Yes, the explosion definitely messed all of their hearings up, since Morgan and Reid also speak with the same volume.

Emily hugs her. “I’m okay. But you need to get checked out.” But the teenager vehemently shakes her head as she hugs Aaron. “I DON’T NEED TO”, when she sees her teammate’s faces, she reduces her loudness. “I am ok. But Spencer, he got a good blow to his guts. I think the Queen in England even felt that vibe check.”

As Derek escorted the young doctor to one of the awaiting ambulances, JJ also gently stirs the girl in the same direction. “Just let a doctor look over your head, it looks like a nasty cut and believe me, you want to get this checked out, Honey.” “But Jayje-” She begins to complain, but gets cut off by bile rising up her throat. In the next moment (Y/N) kneels on the floor, letting out anything she got in her system over the course of the past few days.

“I think this is nothing your body should do, Bambi”, Rossi adds up. Unwillingly the intern goes with the blonde mother to the EMTs. They decide to have a doctor looking over her and getting her x-rays done at the hospital.

A few hours and uncountable complaints from (Y/N) later, the team is back on the jet on their way home. She thanked Emily in a heartfelt moment in the hospital shortly after she got pain killers, which made her loopy, for saving her life by putting her own on the line by exposing her identity. Even Prentiss had tears in her eyes as she saw the young and innocent girl so frayed by the just occured events.

Unusual for Rossi, he takes a seat on the sofa, petting his lap as (Y/N) sits beside him. With pleasure she lays her head onto it, cuddling closer into the fuzzy blanket she got from Morgan.

A few minutes into the flight, Rossi just got into describing the interviews he conducted with Ted Bundy, Aaron motions him to make space. David excuses himself with the reasoning of getting a cup of tea for her.

“I’m sorry”, Hotch says as he runs his hands through his youngest employee’s hair. He is careful to not mess with the bandage she has on the side of her head. Confused (Y/N) looks up to him. “What for?” “For sending you into a situation, where you got seriously hurt.”

This makes the girl sit up, though her world once again begins to spin. “Aaron Hotchner, I hope you don’t mean that. You nor anybody else knew that this was going to happen. You only wanted for me to get as much experience as possible while this internship lasts and I tell you, with that story I’ll go viral on TikTok. Just because I got a medium severe concussion and a wound, which hopefully will leave a badass scar, doesn’t mean you have to apologize. But you can do me one favor.” “Anything.” “When I fall asleep, please make sure I don’t choke on my own vomit. The doctor told me it could happen, that’s why I am not allowed to fall asleep unsupervised. But I haven’t slept in three days and I think I'm beginning to feel uncomfy because of that.”

Smiling softly Hotch nods and lets the teenager take her original place in his lap. Minutes later she is fast asleep. But one thing is certain: As soon as she wakes up and feels any better, she is going to tell everybody who wants to listen about the one time where she got blown up by a fifteen years old girl, who was married to a cult leader. And nobody is gonna believe her tea. Except for Penelope, who greets (Y/N) with a hug and the promise to never let her out of her eyesight.

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beearrings · 2 years

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i forgot if i sent you an ask but BREATH OF FIRE (any of the games)

ayyyyyyyyyy breath of fire lets go, the only ones i ever actually managed to get into were iii and iv so i'll give answers for both, but let;s fucking talk abt it lets goooooo

blorbo: definitely rei!!! i love like all of the characters but seriously rei's storyline fucks me up so bad, he's a teenager who sees a couple of little kids and takes them in without even like a second thought. like he sees a random fucking child lost in the woods and goes "guess this kid's mine now" and i just. he's absolutely the type of older brother figure who would go hungry so that teepo and ryu could eat and then lie to them and tell them he's not hungry or found food elsewhere, like, i,,,mnshfj. he's still a KID. and bunyan recognizes how strong this KID is and sends him to kill the nue ALONE. because he knows he CAN. and rei can't take his family with him even though they do everything together because he doesn't want to hurt them, because he thinks he can't control himself, and then once they accomplish it he realizes the nue was only doing everything she was doing to protect her cubs who already starved to death and it;s, hgiufdj the PARALLEL between that and rei later on going to do everything he could including slaughtering all of syn city to track down the leader of the organization that took ryu and teepo,,,,,, and the entire time he internally believes they're dead but he won't admit it outwardly to himself so that he has a reason to keep going,,,,, just like the gnu they killed?????????? I NEED A FUCKING SECOND. I NEED A MINUTE. SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP!!!! also honorable mention to fou-lu whose storyline also fucks me UP so much. god . *slaps fou-lu's character arc* this bad boy can fit so much love and senseless destruction into it!!!! also he was right actually and really i think he deserves to take over the entire world.

scrunkly: honey! she is perfect she is everything and she deserves more screentime. tiny little fucking orange robot menace. icon. also she's god i think. also the dragons from bof iv,,, especially the grass dragon she was so pretty,,,

scrimblo bimblo: ershin,,,, there's so much poetry in the idea of an inanimate body built to restrain the consciousness of a god that develops a consciousness and personality of its own because the proximity to that god's powers bring it to life. i literally think ershin is the most peace-loving and alive of all of the bof iv main characters, including nina and despite being a robot built with the capacity to easily murder people, simply because ershin loves the act of existing itself.

glup shitto: momo, but specifically her cameo in breath of fire iv that makes me go absolutely fucking NUTS with grief. i'm going to be thinking about it until i die. never talk to me about this unless you want me to go OFF. also deis for the same reason. god i love her. girlboss. please talk to me about deis she's the love of my life. but i'll still cry because what happened to them is so,,,,,,,,,,, PAIN

poor little meow meow: ryuuuuu :( this really doesn't fit into the og post's description of poor little meow meow but look. he fits here because he is my poor little meow meow and i am cradling him in my arms. that boy goes through so much in both games (especially since he's literally the same in both games also i am GARGLING AND CRYING over this) and he remains pure of heart. himbo. he does literally nothing wrong and all he thinks about is protecting his friends and he suffers so much. fuck.

horse plinko: cray. he's homophobic. he has an extremely cool lesbian milf for a mother and yet. and YET. also he's so rude to ursula (also a wlw) so i seriously think the homophobic thing is kind of true. kmart version of rei. i literally spent all of bof iv trying to like him because he's literally meant to be AU rei but he just. kept pissing me off.

eeby deeby: myria, the genocidal bitch

#i have a lot of thoughts about breath of fire iii and iv #its about the simple love for being alive that the games just. have.#the way mami and bunyan are simple people and the destruction of their simple lives is what pushes fou-lu to his end-of-game ideals #and abt the birds that land on ershin when it sits still.#and the dragons with the capacity to end the world and slaughter everyone and they just..... don't #because they want peace???#how eden is a technological miracle #but in the middle of it there's a grove just like the one teepo grew up in #i cant. i literally cannot right now.#im so sorry for the tags that this shows up in because of whatever random words are in here #because this got out of control #and also its probably not that deep?#but also pry these two games from my cold dead hands #ask meme

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svnarintaro · 4 years

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crash the party

authors note: my last todoroki imagine did pretty good :') so i’m thankful for that so i'm honestly trying to practice writing for dabi so here is my take on it :) the imagine after this might be aizawa or kirishima,, also little reminder requests are open !!

synopsis: joining the league of villains is kind of difficult especially if you're getting teased by the most infuriating male you have ever come to cross with. so maybe get him a little jealous by going to a coffee shop with twice and let him crash the party

warnings: little bit of crack but pretty fluffy :)

word count 1.5k words

!jealous! dabi x !villain! reader

“he infuriates me toga, i just so happen to arrive a day before you two and he has the right to annoy the living day lights out of me and ruin my day?!” you buried your face into toga’s shoulder. the two of you were hanging out in the bar out of boredom. toga laughed at your reaction, “c’mon lighten up! maybe he’s using that kindergarten mentality to tease you, he might have a thing for you~” the blond wiggled her eyebrows. in truth dabi had a thing for you, let’s just say he wanted not only you to look at him at all times but also to annoy you and toga knew that so she just wanted to give the two of you a little push to glory.

‘aw what to do to get the two of those oblivious dummies together’ toga tapped her chin repeatedly thinking something amusing to watch but at the same time helpful for the two of her friends. it wasn’t until shigaraki walked into the bar. “BIG BOI SHIGGY-” “toga don’t yell in my ear, shigaraki is right there and dont call him ‘shiggy’ it’s weird,” as shigaraki plopped on a bar stool and passing out in a flash, thats when toga got the brilliant idea all she needed was a certain someone to walk into a bar. ‘i just need to make dabi jealous of the others so he can snap and confess already’ toga thought ‘but i can’t count on biggy shiggy so what about someone else’

“well, well, well what do we have here.. a little pipsqueak that refuses to treat me like a superior,” dabi took long strides towards you with a distinguishable smirk, “oh piss off makeshift e-boy,” you snap back obviously not taking any of his hints of teasing. “aww whats wrong babe? am i already riling you up already? how rash of you~” with every word you grit you teeth restraining yourself from attacking his perfectly pierced face. “yooo hooooo!! y/n!! i got the coffee that you wanted from the coffee shop and let me say it was great~~” you snapped your head towards the voice to see twice, you pushed past dabi and bumped into his shoulder to attempt to piss him off more.

“how was it? was it as good as i told you? we should go together next time alright~” you and twice laughed and started to talk about the shop and arranging plans together. dabi scoffed at your childish antics that you shared with twice, ‘why the !@## is that pipsqueak ignoring me?! with twice too, what is so great about that airhead? look at me damnit’ toga’s smile was now so prominent it scared dabi, “you know um. dabi i heard that twice might ask her out, and word around the league she feels the same, don’t you think it would be cute?” dabi was calm on the outside but in his mind there were so many things that were going through his head, ‘did i just lose y/n to that imbecile? no he hasn’t asked her out yet’

“let’s go tomorrow since nothing is really happening right now, and besides i wanted to spend some time with you,” dabi cursed under his breath, why did twice choose to do this right here right now? he now had to stall to make sure you didn’t accept. “gross guys don’t do this right in front of my salad,” you rolled your eyes at dabi’s fake gag. “you know what? i’m going to accept just out of my spite for you,” you shot back, you honestly thought dabi was attractive but he really did make you mad all the time but other than that you would be all over him. ‘shoot well done dabi you lost the ideal person you wanted to get with.’

“awwww y/n is growing up” “zip it toga i’m the same age as you and that burnt chicken nugget”

the next day you had the feeling that you were being watched everywhere you went. it was weird cause you didn’t exactly tell anyone in particular when you and twice would meet but little did you know toga paid twice to tell her so she could tell dabi to take pictures the two of them for her since she was ‘busy’. dabi honestly was going to watch you regardless just to stop twice from ‘confessing his feelings’ for y/n “damn i never saw myself as a stalker but it is what it is,” he sat down on the roof of a building waiting for twice to meet up with you.

sooner or later twice finally came, “so m’lady shall we get going?” twice bowed like a butler before you, “yes we shall,” you let out a giggle that made dabi’s heart melt at the sight of you giggling but it stung a little since he wanted to be the reason to your smiles, but he knew better than to be immature and selfish. "why do they have to move so fast, their little legs can't go that fast," dabi complained as he had to go on the ground to follow you two now.

meanwhile on the ground you were dragging twice as fast as you could, now you really felt paranoid that someone was following you. ever since joining the league of villains you never would want to burden the group you now saw as your family; they meant a lot to you, even dabi meant something to you. "jin do you feel like someone's watching us?" you let your thoughts out and looked at your companion. twice thought through his response, "y/n no matter what happens we ride together.." you perked up and finished his sentence, "we die together, i know but still, you're one of my best friends.. i would hate anyone in the league getting into trouble because of me and my failed attempt to shrug off spies."

dabi knee he was in a position where he was royally screwed. so he resorted to calling shigaraki but he needed an excuse for him to tell you the name of the coffee shop. dreading to talk to his boss he started to call shigaraki.

"hey boss"

"what do you want dabi"

"y/n forgot her wallet at the bar last night and i have it,"

"okay and?"

"they told you where they were going today right"

"dabi just stay you're going to stalk them already and i'll give you the name"

"ugh"

"finally we got here!" you cheered as you got to the front of the coffee shop, "i really want to get the white mocha it was really good~" twice squealed like a little school girl talking about their crush, you laughed at his antics and pushed the door to see the one face you wanted to avoid. "fancy seeing you pipsqueak, did you miss me?" the iconic smirk was plain on his face with his hood up to hide his face. "what are you doing here dabi," your thoughts were mixed up but damn did he look good even in public, you heart picked up its pace just by seeing him there in front of you.

"can't a man just get coffee around here in peace? it was just a pleasant surprise to see you here darling." you were weak in the knees at this point, it was like you fell into his trap, 'i don't know wether to curse his parents or thank them for making him looks this good.'

as you were staring twice felt the tension between the two of you, heck the entire shop did so twice got you a drink for you. "like the view sweetheart? here sit on my lap if you want an up close look~" dabi knee exactly what he was doing to you, he knew you couldn't insult him in front of other people cause you thought it would make you look rude. "i- i do not like how it looks thank you very much," you need to stand your ground here, he was not going to win this battle you looked away and stuck your nose up.

"hmm i think you're lying to yourself beautiful~" dabi stood up and towered over you, 'isn't this an adorable sight.' just as you were going to respond eith a witty comment you were dumbfounded by the ethereal sight and you started to speak without thinking, "wow.. your smile is so pretty.." and that's when dabi lost all self control and started to drag you out of the store.

your protests and tugging was to no avail. "what are you doing you idiot?! i can't leave twice in that store-"

"zip it precious i crashed the party and i'm taking you on a date now."

bonus

"i got the drinks y/n~" twice said with a closed eye smile. "y/n?" seeing you and dabi go away warmed his heart and made him start crying. "THAT IS SO CUTE!!!"

"sir you're scaring the customers-"

"LET ME WEEP IN PEACE"

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thesomberfest · 3 years

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Star Wars: Timestamps and Thoughts; The Empire Strikes Back

Salutations to all. Welcome back to my blog thing? Anyways today is the one and only The Empire Strikes Back which I think may be the most iconic Star Wars movie. But, don’t quote me on that. I’m only saying that as someone who has heard about Star Wars movies from the outside and honestly out of all the movies The Empire Strikes Back is the one movie I’ve always heard about; name-wise. I don’t think I know any spoilers about this movie, so we’ll see. I’m new to this and I don’t know what I’m doing so please have mercy and help a sister out, thanks. I have some idea based on what the movie is about based on the name but I’ll just take what Disney Plus tells me. I honestly have nothing to say. Should I start writing predictions before writing the timestamps and writing my reaction if I’m right or wrong based on the last movie I watched. Does that make sense? I can’t think of any other way to word it differently but if it makes sense then okay, let’s continue. This isn’t a prediction but um is this the movie where Luke finds about his parentage? Or is it a bit too early? Am I too early? Oh well. While adding timestamps I thought it would be a cool idea to add a “Favorite Scene” section under my “Final Thoughts” sections, I hope y’all like it.

03/9 Edit: Y’all sorry this is late but tomorrow is my birthday and I decided to not do my schoolwork and instead watch Star Wars and write. Before y’all get any ideas: yes. I am in fact still a minor. thanks. 04/3 edit: I AM SORRY THIS IS LATE I HAVE NO EXCUSE

Movie: Star Wars: Episode V - The Empire Strikes Back

Release Date: 1980

Summary(?): So obviously the Empire is going to strike back right? And Luke has to find Yoda to learn the ways of the Force? No? Oh and a final show down with Vader? Am I wrong again?

Warning: spoilers (yea no duh bibi) and mild language on my part

Timestamps

00:00:06- 20th Century Fox is here, hello.

00:00:22- the words on the screen have made an appearance

00:01:41- the iconic words have left, bye-bye

00:04:28- Han Solo

00:04:43- It’s Chewie

00:05:04- Ya’ll it’s my queen Leia. She’s looking badder than ever

00:05:22- so the guy we first saw was in fact Luke, whoops.

00:05:40- Han is leaving? What about Leia? Am I missing something?

00:06:00- Okay so I’m convinced that something happened between Han and Leia, right? She looks pissed, he also looks pissed. Uhhh...

00:06:03- Oh shoot, she called out his name and went after him.

00:06:27- the way Leia feels about him? Sexual tension?

00:06:34- does Han want Leia to admit she has feelings for him? Does she have feelings for him?

00:06:42- “Afraid I was gonna leave without giving you a good-bye kiss?”- woah there Han

00:06:47- yeah, something did happen. I’m calling it

00:06:53- YES 3PO and R2

00:07:12- Oh shoot, Han doesn’t want to talk to Leia no more

00:07:19- ain’t nobody know where Luke is

00:08:06- aw Han said Luke is his friend. Character development

00:08:36- um is that Luke being hanged upside down?

00:08:47- uh oh, it’s the abominable snowman, let’s uh call him Yeti for short

00:09:00- Lukie-boy that might be a bad idea

00:09:34- he’s using the Force to get the lightsaber, nice

00:09:40- oh no, the Yeti noticed

00:09:48- he got the Lightsaber yayy

00:09:50- did he just cut off Yeti’s arm???

00:10:00- run forest run

00:10:40- aw R2 :( I want to give them a hug

00:11:58- Leia looks really nervous. Uh-oh

00:12:53- I’m sorry but Chewie wailing/crying a few minutes earlier makes me sad.

00:13:42- omg Yoda? Han found Luke I repeat he found Luke

00:15:16- I wondered where they filmed or if this was effects or something.

00:16:01- are they going to be found? oh I hope so

00:16:13- yay! Found at last!

00:16:35- i’m sorry. is that a man baby???

00:16:48- oh wait was that man baby Luke? Oh god i kinda feel bad now

00:17:02- aww Luke and Han. Their friendship gives me life (junior)

00:17:05- my queen!!!!

00:17:15- ok but seriously what happened between Han and Leia? I know something happened.

00:17:25- I know Han did not just call my boy Chewie a FUZZBALL, please

00:17:31- alone? South passage? was that when Han claimed he was leaving? Her TRUE FEELINGS

00:17:50- why does Luke look sad? Is it... is it because HE HAS FEELINGS FOR HER???

00:17:58- (lets out a female lead in horror movie scream) OH MY GOD. I KNEW A KISS WAS TO HAPPEN BUT SO SOON? AND ON THE MOUTH WITH A PEANUT GALLERY LEIA HAS SOME BALLS. SO IT WAS NOT A PECK LIKE I’D ASSUMED HUH OMG tho I feel bad for Luke ‘cause (i think) she only did it to spite Han also if my math is correct IT WAS FOUR SECONDS LONG. But like is this the only kiss between the two or is there more cause ummm...... AREN’T THEY RELATED? SIBLINGS? TWINS I THINK? *Sweet Home Alabama now playing*

00:18:13- why why does he look so smug? also Han about to kill Luke a man

00:19:14- idk what’s happening

00:19:18- pew pew

00:19:44- THE IMPERIAL MARCH omgg yess... I live for the movies music

00:20:32- oh no, the music ended

00:20:38- wait nvm it’s continuing we stand

00:20:40- breathing problems much?

00:20:52- It’s Darth Vader

00:21:47- wait, didn’t he (Luke) almost die? shouldn’t he like oh I don’t know RESTING?!

00:22:47- have i mentioned that I live for the Imperial March? ‘cause I love it

00:23:39- OH

00:23:51- he really dying in the background huh

00:23:57- so he’s like dead, right?

00:24:02- what’s happening? Are they gonna go against Vader?

00:24:12- what the hell is a stardestroyer?

00:24:44- i’ve been told the dark side has cookies so uh peace out. If you would like to reach me please send me a letter via mail. thanks.

00:25:39- once again shouldn’t Luke be resting???

00:25:53- aww I want those binoculars. Is that what they’re called? Idk but I want one

00:26:05- what the hell are Imperial Walkers?

00:26:27- oh. are those Imperial Walkers? Those robot-looking dogs? omg I thought they were talking about Stormtroopers.

00:26:30- laser beam robot doggies did not hesitate

00:26:40- aw look at Luke being leadership material

00:27:09- wow these walkers are slow huh as to be expected

00:27:50- OH NO DAK bruhh nooo

00:28:09- are those robot dogs really gonna win?

00:28:21- LANDING? You mean Vader isn’t even fighting down there? Is he going to join? Or just find Luke and kidnap him and spill the beans? Or is that just my active imagination running too far?

00:28:39- the music...*beautiful*

00:28:58- tying the feet and tripping the doggies seems to be the moves huh

00:29:15- ooh and face first into the snow. how embarrassing...

00:29:20- I just know someone is losing their job or life like that one dude from before

00:30:18- i like the explosions

00:30:52- while one of the those little planes fall i’m sitting here thinking: most book/movie/tv shows that have the whole two sides thing (good vs bad) there always seems to be a traitor which makes me wonder if the good guys have a traitor? possible plot? idk, we’ll see won’t we?

00:31:18- the way these little doggies walk keep reminding me of some eerie Tim Burton movie and idk whyyy

00:33:04- two robot doggies down one more to go

00:33:25- man I just know someone from the Dark Force is gonna be dead fired

00:34:08- are those stormtroopers? They run funny

00:34:12- Darth Vader!

00:34:45- wait i’m dumb. did Vader invade the building/camp they were hiding at?

00:35:18- what does Vader want exactly? Princess Leia? Luke? the so-called “rebel plans”? What am I missing?

00:35:42- they really said: “peace out”

00:36:30- not regrouping? and what the hell is the Dagobah system?

00:37:30- did two ships just crash?

00:39:10- the music really makes this asteroid field detour awesome

00:40:25- did they--did they just go in a asteroid? Orr..?

00:41:18- and just what the hell is Luke thinking? he putting my baby R2 in distress?

00:42:04- where in the HELL are they?

00:42:21- did my baby R2 just fall in the water? Can he even swim? Is it safe? Is he going to die? Idc how cute Luke is, I will hurt him if 2D dies!

00:42:33- what. how is R2 okay? I thought--

00:42:53- Is that R2 whistling?

00:42:57- oh god, is that Nessie? oh no--

00:43:10- OH MY GOODNESS DID NESSIE JUST EAT MY BABY R2 WHAT THE FUC--

00:43:41- R2 MY BABY WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO YOU

00:44:01- YEA LUKE it was a bad idea going there! You put my sweet summer child R2 in danger! He almost got eaten as dinner!

00:44:18- ughhh the music is just AMAZINGGGG

00:44:38- whose brain is that? Is that what’s left of Mr. Anakin Skywalker? ooh now that I think about: what does Darth Vader look behind the helmet? I feel dumb for never thinking about that

00:45:34- hey you leave my man 3PO alone Solo

00:45:46- oh did Leia just fall into Han’s arms? ooh

00:45:56- “Captain, being held by you isn’t quite enough to get me excited” Leia woke up and choose violence

00:46:56- oh OH Luke is looking for Yoda?

00:47:22- omg it’s YODA

00:47:48- man idk but lighting does wonders for Lukie-babe

00:48:26- is Yoda mocking Luke? ‘Cause I’m here for it

00:48:57- why is Luke lowkey being a pushover?

00:49:09- I KNOW Yoda isn’t hitting my baby R2 with a STICK the disrespect I-

00:49:56- at this point Yoda is just pulling on their legs for kicks and giggles huh

00:51:02- oh? alone? Leia and Han? my oh my

00:51:30- oh so now they hand-holding?

00:51:50- OMG when did they get so close to one another? I’m nervous

00:52:00- KISSING KISSING KISSING I REPEAT LEIA AND HAN ARE KISSING OH MY

00:52:04- ofc it’s 3PO to be the one to interrupt the kiss

00:52:14- oop-- Leia just left the crime scene. She’s going to pretend it never happened isn’t she?

00:53:04- wait. Vader isn’t emperor? Someone else is omg. I’m so dumb eye-

00:53:07- ew his side profile is not so good

00:53:10- the front is even uglier

00:53:23- “young rebel”? my bby boy Luke?

00:53:25- “offspring of Anakin Skywalker”? wait a damn minute. Isn’t Vader oh idk ANAKIN SKYWALKER? Does that “emperor” guy not know? Or have I been lied to? WHAT AM I MISSING?

00:53:57- does this mean Anakin is considered to be a different person from Vader? I’m confused, someone explain please!

00:54:00- “could be turned”? say like Kylo? *dun dun dun* orr am I thinking too far?

00:54:16- “master”? you mean to tell me that Vader isn’t even the one pulling the strings? how embarrassing...

00:54:34- WHY WOULD YOU LEAVE R2 IN THE COLD RAIN?!

00:56:07- Luke my beauty dumbass just realized that Yoda was with the whole time

00:59:19- What is it?

00:59:29- Mynocks

00:59:35- oh hell no. I’m out

01:01:39- satan works hard but man does Luke work harder

01:01:57- “skinny boys are still the best oh i love when they slam and sweat.”-- Jack Off Jill, Lollirot (jolly good song) this one sentence describes it all :)

01:04:19- idk what’s happening but man does he look good. How long until y’all get tired of me simping over Luke?

01:04:40- wait WAIT THE FINAL SHOWDOWN IS IN THE FOREST? I THOUGHT-- I WAS TOLD--HOLD UP

01:05:01- but like, why it feel fake? Is this a dream?

01:05:09- OH--[luke just decapitated Vader I-]

01:05:20- wait. it couldn’t have been that easy. This feels wrong-

01:05:29- omg. it’s luke! Wait what does this mean?

01:05:50- when i enter a room I would like the Imperial March to play, thanks.

01:06:26- uh, is that Boba Fett? If not I’m so sorry I’m new.

01:06:52- y’all I have a cofession to make: I have a fear of driving and my mother is forcing me to. How does this relate to the movie? Well, Han is steering the ship(?) so...

01:09:16- titanic part two?

01:10:31- my poor baby luke

01:11:37- luke please don’t give up :(

01:12:32- my man yoda showing up luke huh

01:13:35- uh oh. just like the first guy, he dead too. they’re just dropping like flies huh

01:16:05- and another kiss. a small peck, luke.

01:16:34- so is that Boba Fett or not? someone tell me please.

01:16:38- someone please run my baby R2 a bath

01:16:44-y’all the only time I can do a handstand is when I’m underwater (fun fact: i don’t like the pool)

01:16:51-[R2 is being levitated rn] if he falls and BREAKS into tiny pieces i’m quitting star wars

01:17:28- R2 good, he good “... I saw a city in the clouds.” you mean heaven?

01:17:37- “friends you have there” THEY’RE ALL GOING TO DIE WAIT--

01:19:50- they’ve [leia, han, chewie, 3PO] landed they’re safe, for now (i think)

01:20:25- [chewie replying “gahh!” to han] tell me why I laughed. I actually laughed like Chewie made a joke oh my...

01:20:34- uh oh [some dude just called han a slime(y)]

01:20:49- [they’re hugging now?] oh, wait. so they good now? or is this a joke?

01:22:01- i like the interior design of the building

01:22:49- [3PO gets blown up I think] what the hell just happened?

01:25:13- he’s not coming back is he? [luke left to save han and leia]

01:26:13- finally. someone save 3PO or what’s left of him also I like leia’s new hairstyle it’s pretty

01:26:44- was 3PO decapitated? dismembered?!

01:26:55- good for chewie to fight for the parts of 3PO hopefully it’s all of his parts

01:27:35- my man 3PO in a box freaking dismembered and Lando out here flirting?

01:28:30- what the hell? [its vader sitting at the head of the table] wait did Lando say a deal? as in turning in the princess? I--this is all happening so fast

01:28:41- [han and co. are now surrounded by boba fett and troopers] i bet they wished they’d stayed back in their rooms huh

01:30:31- oh so i’m assuming it was a stormtrooper who shot 3PO. what are they doing to han? omg is han being cooked alive?

01:31:33- wait I thought boba fett was a good guy? what the fvck.

01:32:05- what happened to han? mans looks traumatized

01:32:34- oh leia...

01:34:14- i had also assumed all these years that vader was top boss and now i’m being told about some emperor guy? what

01:35:18- i don’t understand why does boba fett want with han so bad? it can’t just be money, can it?

01:35:54- oh and another kiss and with an even bigger peanut gallery

01:38:22- what’s gonna happen to han now?

01:40:30- wait, is this where the showdown happens?

01:41:06- why is vader (his breathing) so loud?

01:41:10- OMG red vs. blue lightsaber

01:41:19- so this is it

01:42:01- oh, is lando helping them? does he feel guilty?

01:42:17- [chewie is currently choking the life out of lando] fuck yeah chewie

01:43:14- oh thank god R2 & 3PO have reunited once more

01:43:34- is it too late to save han now?

01:44:01- [back to the showdown, luke just lost his lightsaber] uh--this is why you never get too cocky too early, luke

01:44:27- [luke just flew?!] did he just fly like superman? what

01:44:31- who’s the emperor? I had assumed it was vader but i’m being told it isn’t?????

01:44:56- this showdown is a beautiful fight and those lightsabers are freaking cool

01:46:15- it’s a beautiful dance and the Imperial March is giving me chills

01:46:32- [vader is throwing random objects at luke] aw that’s cheating. and nobody likes a cheater.

01:46:42- luke just flew out the window oh wait he good, now i think

01:47:12- hold up I just realized that they (han, chewie, leia) put 3PO in a fishnet bag (?) chewie really running around with 3PO like a backpack

01:47:49- [the citizens (?) are running] i’m getting titanic vibes and idk if i like it

01:49:17- i hate to say it but these stormtroopers have really bad aim.

01:50:26- [vader just cut off luke’s hand] *shock* I-omg. He just did that. But, at the same time, I now understand the ERB Harry Potter v. Luke Skywalker so much more, make sense.

01:51:08- “father”? oh my...

01:51:17- “i am your father” oh my god. people this is not a drill, it happened, it happening uhh---

01:51:28- i feel so bad for luke. he looks like he’s about cry.

01:51:41- probs a bad time but luke’s kinda an ugly crier

01:52:14- [luke just fell & left vader standing] luke really said “i’d rather die”

01:54:04- wait, how does leia know where luke is? this some kind of force thing? maybe twin thing?

01:54:37- oh thank god they found luke

01:58:01- does vader care for luke? I mean probably not a lot since he DID chop off his sons own hand so idk

02:01:58- credits/the end

Final Thoughts? Wow. No yeah, I totally understand why Empire Strikes Back is a loved by all. It was amazing. I understand why it’s so talked about. This movie is beautiful; Leia/Han romance, 3PO and R2 banter, the good action. The soundtrack-THE SOUNDTRACK is SPECTACULAR and I would often fins myself rewinding scenes just to listen to the music. The visuals were so striking and appealing and it really showed during the showdown between luke and vader.

Favorite Scene? Luke meeting Yoda and not knowing that Yoda was Yoda and every scene that included the Imperial March in the background.

If you have made it this far, thank you. I hope none of you people get tired of me fangirling over the Imperial March whilst simultaneously simping over Luke. Thank you for joining me on my adventure of watching Star Wars for the first time. If there’s any grammar mistakes I apologize. Also I got a cute R2 lego keychain from the lego store. Also if you want leave some comments I’m lowkey lonely. Thank you once again for joining me.

x bibi

#star wars #stormtrooper #star wars a new hope #Star Wars The Empire Strikes Back #Princess Leia #Luke Skywalker #Darth Vader #I'm dumb #i don't know what i'm doing #i hope nobody sees this #I HOPE IT'S OKAY #i hope yall like it #disney #chewbacca #im a dumb fuck #i'm a dumb teen

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foxurns · 4 years

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Black Lives Matter.

This blog very rarely talks about serious issues— in fact, I think this is the second time I’ve even mentioned something anywhere near this hefty. I’m sure many, if not all of you, have seen quite a bit regarding this topic and the murder of George Floyd, but I’m not going to let that stop me. My apologies, but this isn’t going under a “read more” either— because especially with everything happening right now, doing so would be unethical. As a white American, and one who’s cishet-passing at that, there’s always been a certain amount of privileges afforded to me despite the fact that yeah, I’m poor and mentally ill. As I grow older and come to understand more of the world around me— particularly as I live in a small Midwestern town that, as a cousin of mine has put it, “has the racial diversity of mayonnaise,” this has been no more apparent than it has been now. With yet another murder, the people of the United States quite literally gather up their outrage, and for good reason. If you don’t listen to your people, your people will make you listen. In the past, I’ve seen an entire family ran out of town for being black. I’ve heard stories from my aunts about the time a young black man, no older than 18, was nearly lynched because he dated white women— beaten to near death and left for dead on the side of the road. He was just lucky enough to be found by an Amish man and taken to a hospital. The slurs are endless and I can not count the sheer number of times I’ve heard shit, something along the lines of— “was he black or was he a [n-word]?” The respect is little and the disdain is endless. This is but a small number of examples out of many; just a few stories out of hundreds of thousands that very real people have gone through— and they aren’t mine, but they are someone’s. There are people going through similar right now, as I write this and as you read this post. I never got to learn their names, and being white, I was given the privilege of not having to ask in the first place. Being white means you can afford to remain silent and not have these things affect you. Being white means you can hear the stories of victims, time and time again, brutalized by the system and the police who were supposed to be there to protect them— and not have to worry about that happening to you or your family. Being white means it’s entirely possible that, in the end, these issues only ever reach you when a family member, friend, or coworker expresses disbelief; “Can you believe this shit? It was his fault!” And regurgitates some half-baked ‘defense’ on the offending officer’s behalf. I’ve heard it a dozen times and, chances are, you have too. Perhaps, in some ways, worse yet still are those who try to lay claim to “neutrality” in favor of not doing or saying anything at all— the ones that watch it all go by and take up whatever side is most convenient for them in the moment. Similarly, but on the opposite end of the spectrum, I’ve seen a lot hashtags and statements from people and corporations alike that just feel... Ridiculously empty, like they’re little more than hand waves and dismissals from people trying to look good or pat themselves on the back for fulfilling some kind of flimsy social justice quota. But, no matter how much this shit pisses me off, no matter how much or how loudly I might scream “fuck the police,” “eat the rich,” “punch a nazi,” and so on... At the end of the day, I am still white. These issues will never impact me, or those reading this who are white as well, the way they do POC. To be white is to have a privilege granting you peace and the ability to remain ignorant. To be white is to have the privilege of distancing yourself from the hell many POC are forced to endure every single day. This is why, even now, the protests, rallies, and riots continue. Something has to be done. This status quo must change. No more hollow promises and meaningless peace offerings. No more letting the same shit happen over, and over, and over again. The people are scared, and they’re perhaps angrier now than they ever were. Rightfully so. There’s perhaps another conversation to be had about COVID-19 and its impact on current events, but I’ll leave that for another time. Even when the current protests die down, because they will eventually, we can not allow ourselves to be satisfied by anything less than total reform. Let that spark inside of you burn, folks, but don’t let it burn all the way out before the fight for change is over. I’ve done a lot of thinking about what I wanted to do and what else to say in regards to this, and admittedly? Given my locale and current state of living, there’s not much. But with you guys, and the platform you’ve given me so far? There is something I can do. Quite a few somethings, in fact, though they aren’t physical. With this in mind, I’m gonna be running a donation campaign through Tiltify (main site linked here, campaign isn’t up yet) for Color of Change. In exchange for donations (no minimum required), I’ll be offering a high quality emoji/icon pack— so far, I plan on including the symbol of the raised fist, plus a custom spin on it ‘cause I know y’all like your skeletons, and quite a few solidarity and pride variations. I’ll let you all know more on this as I get more ideas and put the pack together— and don’t hesitate to send in suggestions either, if there’s anything in particular you’d like to see included in this pack. This has been a long post, but something I wanted to get out there. I also have a few more ideas and plans beyond this upcoming campaign, but I’m not 100% sure how I’ll be orchestrating those just yet... But all the same, expect updates on that in the near future as well. Thank you, all of those that have read this far— stay safe, and together, let’s do our best to make a difference! P.S. Fuck cops. ✌️ Don’t forget to check out this link to see what else you can do to help! https://blacklivesmatters.carrd.co/

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its-pronounced-quoassoint · 5 years

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Power Rangers AU

A Sanders Sides fanfiction.

Relationships: romantic Logicality, Demus, Prinxiety, Remile

Warnings: swearing(mainly Remus and Virgil), poorly written fight scenes/minor violence, stupid pining, kissing/making-out/PDA(no smut cause I can’t write that. . . sorry), sympathetic Deceit and Remus, food mentions, more warnings/warning details will be at the tops of chapters

Credit for this AU goes to @when-day-met-the-knight (specifically this post).

This fic has been under review for a long time and I hope you all like it. More chapters to follow!

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Chapter 1-Red and Green

Roman wasn't the biggest fan of fifth hour. Sure, school would be out soon and he wouldn't have to deal with the disgrace of a teacher his peers had nicknamed 'Ms. Demon', but that simply wasn't good enough. An hour in her class felt like months to Roman and his B- reflected that perfectly. Roman felt the world grind to a halt and begin a sluggish jog the second that fifth hour bell rang and there was no way of getting out of it. The only upsides to the class were his passing grade and the ability to listen to music without his teacher realizing. Most of the time Roman found himself discretely nodding his head to a spotify broadway playlist and doodling aimlessly, wishing to whoever could read his thoughts, that something interesting would happen.

On this particularly sunny day, his prayers would receive an answer.

'Ms. Demon' was twenty minutes into her monotone explination of another pre-calc unit, when the alarm system went off. Roman along with thirty other sleep-deprived teenagers jumped and looked around panicked. If he remembered correctly, this alarm meant they were under attack yet again.

Fricking Dragon Witch always interrupting me while I’m listening to The Prom, Roman thought, begrudgingly taking out his earbuds.

The P.A. system crackled to life and everyone turned to face the speakers.

"Students, remain calm, this is not a drill, we are under attack." The voice of the vice-principal stated, clearly shaken. "Your instructions are as follows, leave your belongings where you are and stay in your classrooms. I repeat, stay calm and stay in you-"

The power cut off. People began quietly standing up and searching for their phones. A few students even began a hesitant walk to the door. Roman felt his heart beat and breathing quicken as a girl in his class opened the door and examined the hall, no other students had dared to walk the hallways. It was eerily quiet in the school as the hairs on Roman's arms and neck stood up. Suddenly a scream down the hall echoed to everyone's horror, followed by the collapsing of a wall and thunderous yells of fear and anguish. A wave of students began racing down the hall. Screaming and crying filled Roman's ears. Roman jumped up, he shoved his phone and ear buds in his pocket and hopped over desks to get out of the door. He looked down the hall to see a part of the building completely in rubble and more students running for cover. He began following the crowd, helping fallen students and frantically searching for his brother.

Remus has world economics this hour I think. Run, run, turn left, run, on your right. Find Remus, find Remus. Roman began chanting instructions to himself. He reached Remus' classroom and looked inside to find it empty. Hoping that his twin had run for cover with the others, Roman ran to leave the school. He continued calling Remus's name and ran himself winded, letting the crowd pull him along. Remus was nowhere to be found. Roman’s twin was strangely tall and wore obnoxious clothing, so he should be easy to spot, but as hard as Roman tried, he couldn’t see him.

Roman stopped where he was, a mistake as he soon learned after getting run into by several other students. He knew his brother would have grabbed his phone, so Roman pulled up Snapchat and checked the map to see if Remus was there. He found the icon and saw that Remus was quickly leaving the McDonald's across the street.

"Remus I swear." Roman grumbled and continued his run.

He made it out of the school and was immediately bombarded by the sound of the fight behind him. Roman wasted no time racing to find Remus.

"Remus! Remus! Where are you?! For godsake Remus! I will-"

"ROMAN!!!" Remus' screeching was heard above the crowd and Roman ran to him.

"You were at McDonald's!?!?!" Roman scolded once he had reached Remus.

"I was skipping alright! You try sitting in that class for an hour everyday!" Remus retaliated.

"I do sit in that class for an hour everyday Remus!" Roman yelled back. Remus looked like he was going to give a snarky retort, but suddenly he grabbed Roman's shirt and pulled the both of them to the right. Roman stumbled around and looked to where he had previously been standing, to see that Remus had pulled him away from falling debris just in time. He shook off Remus's hand and the two began sprinting for cover behind the nearest building.

The twins leaned against it, catching their breaths. Roman ran his hands along his face, wiping off sweat and dust. He decided to sneak a look at the battle from where he was and peeked around the brick building. There the Black Ranger was wielding his axe and attacking the Dragon Witches's minions. He sliced through several of them and proceeded to dash through another horde of them, cutting each one down. Roman watched, mesmerized, barely noticing Remus move beside him to watch the battle unfold. The aliens appeared to have stopped arriving and the Black Ranger made quick work of the remaining ones. The battle looked almost won.

Then Roman saw it. A hurling ball of purple fire rappidly falling from the sky. The Black Ranger didn't seem to have noticed it and Roman began to fear he wouldn't have time as it continued its descent. Suddenly he felt his body get the best of him and Roman jumped out from his hiding place.

"BLACK RANGER, ABOVE YOU!!!!" Roman shouted.

"What the hell are you-" Remus tried to pull him back, but looked over to see the Black Ranger narrowly dodge out of the way of the purple fire.

More fire began raining from the sky directed at the Black Ranger who managed to dodge it the best he could.

"Can you just stop moving!" A voice suddenly yelled out.

A humanoid figure dropped from the sky and looked at the Black Ranger, more annoyed than angry, certainly a change from the typical attacker. The villain’s black and purple armor spiked up and circled their body. Six purple eyes glowed bright under the shadow cast by their hair and pointed crown. Considering the other cartoonish monsters the Black Ranger has fought, this one was pretty minimalistic.

"Sorry, but I don't exactly plan on dying any time soon." The Black Ranger stated. "You on the other hand-"

"Yes, yes, justice will be served, peace will be restored, blah blah, trust me buddy, no one wants me dead more than I do m’kay." The villain crossed their arms and shook their head. "But look, my mom is pissed and if I die she's just gonna bring me back and have me fight you all over again. So do us both a favor and let me capture you."

"Not a chance!"

"Ugh." The villain threw their head back and whined. "Why can't this ever be easy."

"Being evil will never be easy as long as heroes are around to stop you!"

"I. Get. It." The villain puncutated each word with a clap. “Look, just turn yourself in and let's get this over with."

"I'll never surrender to you!"

"Great." The villain groaned again before disappearing and reappearing behind the Black Ranger.

The Ranger turned around and blocked the purple fire that was blasted at him. He continued dodging each fireball thrown. The fight continued as the villain lobbed purple fire and the Black Ranger battled on the defensive, clearly trying to minimize futher damage. Then, an opening appeared and the Ranger charged, shoving his axe at the villain who dodged and blasted him with fire on the back. The Ranger fell to the ground in pain and accidentally dropped the axe as he rolled. He began crawling to his weapon as the villain approached.

“Remus! We gotta help!” Roman whisper-yelled at his brother.

“Why?!” Remus exclaimed.

“C’mon just grab something!” Roman told him.

Remus and Roman quietly snuck out of their hiding place and each grabbed the closest heavy object. Roman found a street sign that had been uprooted while Remus grabbed the nearest trash can. The two snuck closer to the villain and Ranger as fast as they could.

"I'm not gonna do any of that 'any last words?' stuff.” They said, looming over the Black Ranger, fire swirling around their hand as it pointed at his chest. “We both know I'm not gonna kill you so-"

That was when Remus full-force chucked the trash can at the back of the Villain. They stumbled and flailed a little before regaining composure and turning to face the brothers.

"Ow, what the-dude!" They rubbed the back of their neck.

Roman chose that moment to swing the sign at the at the villain who teleported away.

"You have no clue what your doing now, do ya?" The villain asked from behind the two condescendingly.

"Wha-"

Suddenly, the Black Ranger's axe was thrown into the villain's side. They winced and looked down at the wound. Roman saw as purple blood began seeping out of their newest gash.

"Dammit." The villain said flatly before disappearing, the axe dropping to the ground.

Roman and Remus looked around for them fervently.

"Don't worry, he's not coming back." The Ranger told them, in clear pain.

"He isn't?" Roman asked.

"No, but he'll be sending more minions to attack us. You two need to run." The Ranger told them.

"No way! You're hurt!" Roman protested.

"How did you get hurt anyway, doesn't that suit make you basically indistrucable?" Remus raised his eyebrows.

"To some weaker attacks yes, but a full strength blast from Prince Virgilius is gonna hurt bad." The Ranger winced.

"I didn't understand anyting you just told me." Remus stated matter-of-factly.

"That's because you have an I.Q. of negative twenty." Roman sneered.

"Says the one who almost failed seventh grade social studies." Remus retorted.

"Geography is a hack and you know it!" Roman huffed.

Remus looked ready to say something in return, but was cut-off when hordes of minions began spilling into the Earth through a breach in dimension.

"Like I said, minions." The Black Ranger sighed. "Run."

Roman raced beside the Ranger and put his left arm over Roman's shoulders. He began helping the Ranger along and the three began trying to get away from the swarms of minions, but were caught up to quickly.

"Roman, you need to leave me so I can fend them off. You and Remus have to run." The Black Ranger told them.

"No, you need help Sir, we can't let you-" Roman started.

"How does he know my name?" Remus asked no one in perticular.

"-protect us when you’re injured and I know you’re the Black Ranger, but you can’t fight all of them off alone!” Roman finished.

“Please listen!” The Ranger interrupted the both of them. “We don’t have much time before we’re completely surrounded, so you two better start running!”

“We are not leaving you!”

“You don’t decide who I can and cannot leave behind Roman!” Remus screeched.

“Will you shut up!” Roman stopped him. “I’m sorry, but like I said, Power Ranger or not, you shouldn’t be fighting alone like this. So, Remus, grab the nearest stabby-thing and let’s help him defend Earth from aliens.”

It was quiet for a bit. The Ranger didn’t seem to want to argue any longer and was more focused on the massive amount of aliens running toward the three. Remus laced his fingers together in front of his face like he was praying and looked at Roman.

“Ro Ro-“

“Please don’t call me that.”

“You had me at ‘stabby-thing’.” Remus sighed before turning away and beginning his search for said 'stabby-thing'.

Roman did the same, quickly scrambling over to pick up the sign he had used earlier. Roman stood next to the Ranger and smiled at him. Preparing himself for the battle before him. Then the minions were on them.

One after another the monsters attacked Roman and the Ranger. Roman slapping one with the sign and forcefully jabbed at the others. He swung the sign around and tried to knock out as many as possible. He wasn’t as effective as the Ranger, who though he was hurt, had an actual weapon that could hurt the minions.

Roman realized his brother was no longer in his line of sight and accidentally let his guard down. Remus, stop going where I can’t see you- Roman’s thoughts were interrupted as one of the aliens grabbed him and held him down. Roman struggled against the grip and tried to pull himself free, but to no avail.

Then, something happened. Roman wished he had been able to fully see what was actually going on, but all he really understood was; a red glowing object had come from nowhere and wrapped itself around Roman’s right wrist.

“Roman!” The Black Ranger called from a ways away. “Listen to me!”

“Okay!” Roman yelled back, trying to get a better look at what had just attached itself to his wrist, but the minion just tightened its grip.

“I need you to say, ‘Red Ranger, activate!’." The Black Ranger told him, trying to keep his voice steady as he fended off the monsters.

"What!?!" Roman squeaked.

"Say it! Trust me!!" The Ranger called.

"Red Ranger!! Activate!!!" Roman yelled.

Then his world dissolved. Everything was gone, no monsters, no Ranger, no Remus, nothing. Just a blank area. Roman looked around, it was silent except for his own shuffling as Roman stood up. Roman looked toward his hand, finding a red bracelet that had wrapped around his right wrist, seeping red light. The light spread, covering Roman's body. It began to solidify into armor. Roman closed his eyes to protect himself from the brightness, only to open them and find his head in a helmet. He stared at his body, now covered in a suit similar to that of the Black Ranger. In front of him a red glowing blob began taking form. Roman stared, bewildered, as the red light formed a sword, the blade jagged and intricately designed, the hilt pointed toward Roman, as if imploring him to take hold of it. Roman complied, gripping the sword tight, and closing his eyes once again as he was fully enveloped in red light.

Roman opened his eyes and found himself standing in a small clearing of monsters. The minions staring at him an awe. Roman felt a grin stretch across his face as he brought the sword back a little and thrust it forward into one of the monsters. It collapsed into dust and Roman continued. The monsters fell out of their daze and Roman made his way to the Black Ranger helping him cut each of the aliens down.

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A long ways away, Remus was running like a mad man trying to escape the aliens who had followed him. He cursed them and their bloodline, soon finding his breath shortnening. He cursed his dramatic brother one last time before collapsing on the ground. He took in several deep breaths and tried to get up, only to have his vision turn blurry and his head spin. The boy fell back down again, waiting for the aliens to come and eat him alive. However, before he could meet his demise, Remus felt a sharp pressure apply itself to his left wrist. A cool metal object had encircled around him and Remus could feel it pulse a little. He tried to look at it but was once again met with a dizzy, sickening feeling.

Then, his world was white.

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Roman saw from the other side of the block as a green flash exploded from the ground. Before he could ask the Black Ranger what that was about, he was attacked by another swarm of aliens. Which he made quick work of. The ground became littered in dust and it looked like the aliens were losing their high numbered advantage.

“Roman!” Remus’ voice cut across the courtyard.

“What?!” Roman shouted back snappily.

Roman turned to his brother’s voice and saw a suit much like his own and the Black Ranger’s, but green. Remus barreled toward the two swinging a spiky mace in his hands. He turned several of the minions to nothing and met Roman and the Black Ranger in the middle of it all.

Soon, each alien had been destroyed and the three stood among dust.

“This is amazing.” Remus breathed swiftly. He swung the mace around playfully.

“This is insane.” Roman nodded aggressively. Catching his breath forthe first time in a while. “Are-are we Rangers now?”

“Welcome to the team.” The Black Ranger laughed weakly. He grabbed his side yet again and looked at the twins. “You two need to come with me.”

#logicality #prinxiety #demus #remile #thatsthat24 #power rangers au #roman sanders #remus sanders

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klarolinedrabbles · 5 years

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What are some of the tvd to fandoms greatest hits so to speak... I was only in it for a short time and then jumped out because I couldn't stand to

Oh, well allow me to be your guide. This will be under a read more because I already know, I’m gonna write a whole essay. Shout out to my ride or die @hellsbellschime.

I don’t think any overtly crazy happened during the good!TVD years. No wait, I’m lying.

The year the spin-off got announced, I believe it was tvguide, that posted an article with like info tidbits for currently airing shows. And one of them, was that Hayley was pregnant with Klaus’ kid. I remember this shit so clearly, man. Everyone was so confused. And then they were like SURPRISE, APRIL FOOLS. Because it was in fact April 1st. So ha-ha we all had a laugh, great. Fastforward to what, late April? Episode 4x20 airs, and it’s exactly what happened???

That whole day btw, the day the backdoor pilot for TO aired was just insanity. I’ll say that about a lot of days in this answer, but that day was really just something else. Like we were delirious, that’s the only way I can explain what happened on here. It was a nightmare but also one of the funniest night’s I’ve ever spent on here. I gotta go back for old time’s sake and reblog some of the shit from that night because we all snapped. And not in the good way.

The TVD 100th. Now, we knew Joseph was coming back for that episode so they hype was real. Because up until that point, we’d gotten a huge load of nothing in regards to Klaroline. They released a trailer, a short one, that’s still in my favorites folder on youtube to this day. I rewatch it all the time because it’s iconic. And there was literally .002 seconds of Klaroline. It’s Caroline standing and then Klaus says “hello, caroline” and everyone lost their shit so much when it dropped that ‘hello caroline’ trended ww on twitter.

THE DAY THE NETWORK THAT AIRED TVD IN AUSTRALIA AIRED A PROMO WITH THE KLAROLINE KISS IN 5X11. ICONIC. I literally woke up, logged on at around 11 AM my time, and my dashboard was on fire. It was the BEST. We didn’t know wtf to do, it was amazing.

Paleyfest. Ohhhh buddy, lemme tell ya. So TVD/TO got chosen to have the CW panel’s at Paleyfest that year. Everyone was on a bit of edge because TO to that point was what, almost done with S1 and Klaroline had been given the mega cold-shoulder despite being the very thing other than the Mikaelson’s that got used to lure people in? After the pregnancy plot from hell, everyone was ready to peace tf out, but we got halted because it was a ‘ohh of course it’s gonna continue’ then they tried to nip Klaroline in the bud with 5x11 and no one was having it. So Paleyfest was where we were gonna get some ANSWERS, DAMMIT. I live on the east coast and the festival was held in the west coast so I wasn’t awake when it was happening. I remember making a post about how ‘going to sleep, and hoping when I woke up the answers were good.’. So I went to sleep, woke up a few hours later like 2-3 AM my time, and checked my blog and the first message I had was ‘don’t wake up stephanie, everything is a mess, stay asleep where everything’s fine’ I—

The gist of that was, they basically set JoMo up to be the bad-cop in shutting down Klaroline. He gave this long answer that made absolutely zero sense. The girl who asked the question about Klaroline, who was like 13 at the time, got called a bully for even asking a question at an event she paid to be at. A mess. And JP was like NO CROSSOVERS, ORGANIC, BLAH BLAH. And Paul was sitting next to her going “why can’t the show’s just intersect”, he was right and he said it.

I can’t remember if this was S1 or S2, but somebody tweeted something and Carina replied ‘when you’re found dead in your basement with klaroline written on you this is why’ or something like that, that was a ~fun~ night. And then like half an hour later she was like “I’m sorry, I’ll never tweet about Klaroline again just leave me alone” if you’ve ever seen this fandom refer to ourselves as basement dwellers, this night is why.

NARDUCCI. Can’t forget him. Talk about a man who just didn’t get it. And I don’t mean Klaroline, he just didn’t get anything, nothing in his head has ever clicked, I’m convinced. He used to pick fights on twitter repeatedly. Admitted once that he missed his flight because he was on twitter…arguing with a fan. AND ONE DAY, he decided to just—snap. Went on this hours long tirade against the Klaroline fandom, essentially calling everyone stupid because no one was appreciating the ‘art’ of the show. So when I say it lasted hours, I mean that. Now, you’d think, that he would be done, right? WELL, apparently that wasn’t enough, so the next day, he continued. I remember because I was in this gc on whatsapp, and I remember Erika sending a message to the gc going “omg, Narducci vs KCers round 2″ when I tell you I screamed. The man went on a two-day rampage against this fandom and it was insane.

S6/S2 of TVD/TO was not a fun time. I can genuinely say it was borderline a chore to come on here during that time. It wasn’t fun, every day someone was in argument with someone from production on twitter. Truly the worst year of the fandom, imo. So S7/S3 rolls around and that’s where shit went nuclear.

Hillary and I, are minding our own damn business, when someone come’s to us with information regarding the new seasons. This was post-SDCC, so it’s like the lull of September, waiting for the seasons to start in October. And we get approached with information, talkin bout how Caroline’s gonna be pregnant with Alaric’s twins in S7. When I tell you we didn’t know wtf to do. And we had to like wait on confirmation about it but then we found out it was legit and we were pissed. Literally ask us if we wanted to be in the spoiler game, the answer is no tf we did not. And she and I basically spent two days complaining. LIKE UGHHHH WE DON’T WANNA DO THIS, BUT ALSO THIS IS DISGUSTING, WE CAN’T JUST LET THEM SPRING THIS ON EVERYONE, BUT AGHH WHY US. So we chose collectively, as a duo, because das my other half yo, to blab.

That went over as best as anyone could hope for it to go. Now, flashforward yet again, this time to around late Novemeber/December. I had been sent word that something was going down. TVD/TO lost their Thursday slots and got bumped to Friday’s, so a plan was going on, and they made one. We’d heard that they were rearranging something mid-season because they were gonna make a crossover work, publicly we found out it would be Paul and JoMo that crossover back-to-back. THEN ONE NIGHT—I call it black friday bc that day was a fucking mess—, a friend of mine was friends with an SCer, I wanna say, and she was hearing word that the crossover did have Klaus and Caroline interact via phone call, but that it was very definitively an ending. Because they spoke about Camille and Stefan, etc, etc. Like a closing of the book type thing. So okay, we were like devastated, everyone on twitter was losing their shit. Everyone was pissed, and @-ing the writers all these crazy, sad things, we were a wreck. Ask Hillary about this night because she, I remember, describes it as ‘logging on and reading what everyone else had and not understanding why tf everyone was mad about it’. It was the first and last time that our roles were reversed, and bless her for it.

SO WE’RE SITTING THERE, it’s Saturday, and we kept getting more information and we were like…something isn’t right here. So we did a bit of digging, spoke to a few people and waited it out. LO AND BEHOLD, everything we’d heard about the phone call was false. There was a phone call but the CKers and SCers were so mad about what was actually said in it, that a few of em, ring leaders of the feeble minded, made up a version and passed it around their fandoms as legit till it eventually worked it’s way over to us. So we all jumped the gun on fake information, lmfskdnknsks. Rumor has it, you can still hear Hillary yelling ‘I told you so’ at me through our group chat.

So all was well, I couldn’t tell everyone why not to panic, just that they didn’t need to. Until, this account popped up called tvdspoiler or something on twitter, also saying false information about the phone call. Sending everyone into a panic yet again. I remember this because I was at kmart with my mom, and the kmart by my house was in a basement so I had no cell service. I was able to send like a couple of messages, and was basically like ‘tell everyone to chill, I’ll clear it up when I get home’ did that in like a couple of hours cause then I had to leave to the midnight showing of the force awakens with my friends. So that day was chaotic, but fun. It was the first time I reached 99+ messages on my inbox, lmao.

So that all happened like a good while before we actually saw the episode. But cut to a few weeks later. I woke up at 1 AM my time to drink water, was on tumblr trying to go back to sleep. I checked my inbox and there was this bizarre message talking about ‘got some scoop’ and they were like ‘Finn dies in 3x17, Aurora gets put into some weird sleeping spell in 3x18, Camille and Davina die in 3x19, Lucien dies in 3x20′ and I quite literally laughed??? Literally who wouldn’t. Like who tf would ever believe TO had the balls to do all of that when they never killed anyone off. AND, WHO WOULD BELIEVE THAT SOMEONE WOULD JUST STOP BY, SHARE IT AND LEAVE. So I sent a screenshot to Hillary and was like ‘yo did you get this because wtf’. We often got duplicate messages. And we often got messages of people who were pissed about the two previous times we, from the klaroline fandom of all places, had legit info that wound up being true, that they were just waiting for us to fuck up. So we used to get messages of people pretending they were sharing info, and it was just antis trying to make us look stupid.

SO, Hillary says ‘just answer it because it’s obviously fake’ top ten moments before disaster. I answer it and am like oh haha, and where did that info come from. And they came back like a minute later, saying ‘I have a source’ THEN THEY ELABORATED. They mentioned that Lucien drags Freya and Vincent to Mystic Falls to do this spell with some bullet and etc. So at that point we were like fUCK because that same day we’d found out was in 3x16, which ended with Lucien and this white-oak bullet, having kidnapped Freya. And that’s when we knew, that someone showed up in the middle of the night, spoiled the whole back-half of TO S3—and then left.

The back-half of S3 was so fun??? Every week the info just kept coming true. On the wikia everyone hated me, probably the most anti messages I ever had was during that time, honestly it was great, 10/10 would recommend.

THEN, at some point in our blog history, Hillary had been getting quite a few messages about PT. And she had this fucking line in one of the messages about Phoebe’s pronunciation with her accent for the show, or lack thereof. And she said “weeches and woves will always have a place in my heart” SO THEM PHOEBE TWEETED IT. THAT EXACT LINE, and we were like was she...? So we shrugged off okay. A few days later, she tweeted “hellsbellschime enough, there’s plenty of other things to watch on tv, I hear mad men’s great.” And I—

THIS WAS ON SOME RANDOM ASS SUNDAY. Like I was lounging around, waiting for the new episode of game of thrones and then WHAM, chaos. AND AS IF THAT WASNT ENOUGH, Leah joined in too. Putting a target on my friends back...about her blog that no one was making them read. You can’t make that shit up. And Jenn actually replied to Phoebe’s tweet and got a reply back, and she was all “you’re right, I’m sorry” and then deleted the original tweet, which I still have a screenshot of btw. And then Leah showed up in Hillary’s inbox with this ridiculous three part ask about how she shouldn’t criticize women in the acting industry because of how hard it is for women in that industry which is true, but it doesn’t make you exempt from criticism??? So not sure where she meant to go with that one.

SO THERE WE HAVE IT, our fandom’s greatest hits. I’m sure I can elaborate and insert more, but I’ve been typing for a good 40 minutes.

Told ya, I wrote a whole dissertation, lmaooo.

#Stephanie talks fandom #klaroline #Anonymous

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greatneedtotakeanap · 4 years

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i binge read

episode 8 - the mark of athena

LAKJLFDKSJFLDJDSJ WOW.

I mean I knew it was coming. But WOOOOOOOOOW.

There were quite a lot of overlapping themes in this book. I could barely keep them straight. I certainly couldn’t keep track of all of them at age 10 lmao. I’m really glad I’m rereading this.

Mention-worthy Percabeth Moments: The ending, of course. It was heartbreaking to imagine. But I gotta say, when they get reunited at the beginning? That comes close. I don’t know why, but the scene when Annabeth sees him for the first time and they both just run at each other and cut Reyna off for each other,,, IMMACULATE. GORGEOUS. I loved it so much. Third place goes to when she chucked the dagger in the water and Percy just WIPES the Romans out like “you dropped this”. ICONIC.

Well, my question yesterday has been answered. We have located Nico di Angelo. Unfortunately, he is in a state of utter collapse on the brink of death, and for some reason the only person who seems to care about him, especially at the beginning, is Hazel. I shouted at Jason (and Leo) for suggesting he wasn’t worth saving - sure, maybe he was a bit untrustworthy, but that doesn’t mean you should just leave him to die!!!

Noteworthy reinstating of my unconditional love for Leo Valdez goes here. I’m sorry for saying it so often. He’s a one-man show. He made me laugh, he made me cry, he made me want to give him a hug and sometimes he utterly pissed me off. Every emotion in the book with this kid.

Though Frank, of course, gets my love too. Honestly, he’s probably the most underrated of the seven. Including Jason. Dude is a powerhouse. I don’t know if he even fully realizes it yet. He’s capable of HELLA great things. I hope we see more of him in HOH. And Hazel, of course, was as iconic as ever.

This might just be my distaste for love triangles getting in the way, but I really did not like the whole Frazeleo side plot. I sensed the boys-fighting-over-Hazel from a mile away and I really hoped it would be avoided. Luckily the closest we got was when Hazel took Leo back in time to show him the memory of Sammy. That memory really touched me - it was one of the most emotionally charged scenes in the book for me - just because I could imagine every moment, and the fact that Sammy never forgot her. So tragic. Side note: it freaks me out that if Hazel had lived in her first time period, Leo wouldn’t exist. Time, I guess.

Hate to talk more about Leo, but one last thing - Supersize McShizzle? Seriously? That scene had me ROLLING. I love Echo, and I really hope we get to see more of her. Nemesis and the cookie kept coming back right when I kept forgetting about them, up until the very end - and I gotta say, Nemesis sending two people down to Tartarus for the code to the Archimedes sphere is not revenge. That’s straight up murder. The goddess of revenge should know that better than anybody. Knowledge shouldn’t cost lives. And poor Leo had to pay the price - emotionally, mostly - for that.

Ok. Moving on, because I could talk about this kid all day. Let’s talk about Annabeth. I always wondered why she didn’t get a cool powerup like the rest of the demigods - Percy with water, Jason with air, Piper and her charmspeak, Hazel and her gems, Frank shapeshifting and Leo’s fire. She’s kind of just Annabeth. And then I realized - the entire point of this book is she doesn’t need one. It’s enough that she’s Annabeth. And she succeeded where no child of Athena ever could.

Poor Percy - let’s talk about him, too. He fulfilled the prophecy from Son of Neptune by “drowning” (he would have died had Piper not had the cornucopia) - another one of my questions from last book answered. His rivalry-bromance-thing with Jason was actually very intriguing for me. As sky and sea are always fighting, the course follows that their children would fight as well - though the only battling they ever did was when the eidolons possessed them in Kansas and Piper had to pull them apart. Otherwise they were total powerhouses together. The ingenious way they were able to make their powers work in harmony was great. And the end. Oh my god, the end. Heartbreaking, of course, we been knew - but I could literally see every moment in my head. Tragic.

Anyways. It’s the end of Mark of Athena. The Romans are planning how to attack Camp Half-Blood. The seven demigods have the Athena Parthenos, the possible bargaining chip that could bring Roman and Greek together - but seven has been reduced to five after Percy and Annabeth fell into Tartarus to find the Doors of Death from the other side. Now they have an impossible task in front of them - find the House of Hades, fight their way through Tartarus, close the Doors on both sides, and make peace with the Romans before they destroy Camp Half-Blood - and they have barely a month to do it. Gaea is rising fast. Things are looking bleak for our heroes.

Excited for the next book!

#percy jackson #pjo #hoo #moa #mark of athena #nap binge reads

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chimbbles · 5 years

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anybody ever thinks about doctor!hendery? because that’s the first thing that popped into my mind the second I saw him

T/W: mentions of blood, and I'm sorry I keep bringing up tetanus I don't mean to mock it or anything

it wasn’t a big deal, but the constant ringing in your head was getting harder to differentiate between a migraine and your incessant worries building up

days ago you were fixing up a shelf from ikea, your roommate having suggested you guys get a proper apparatus to house your various clutters

both of you went at it for the whole night, after coming home from a long day’s worth of work and neither of you denied the tiny spark of regret for getting something you can’t really handle at 1am in the morning

at last, the cheap metal frame is up, a job well done rewarded by crashing into the couch and dozing off right there

morning came and the shelf was thoroughly forgotten, even with its huge size propped right in front you

the effect of the iconic, “I’m late for work”

throwing yourself off the couch you ignored your hard work and skidded past absentmindedly, until it reminded you with a nasty gash in the shower

if your pinky toe was stinging in the water, it felt way worse when soap ran down your body

you had to stop and check, clenching your teeth at the act of rinsing off the soap to get a good look, and voila

a fresh cut just below your cuticle, long and crimson till it reaches the joint

you definitely don’t have time for this

so you slap on some antibacterial cream, stick on a band-aid and call it class one first aid with 5 minutes till work starts

the day was: bad

not only you had to run, your shoes covered your wounded toe and you honestly doubt it does more to protect rather than harm it

your boss was obviously not impressed, and you’re stuck with a self appointed adult detention with a foul, cold sandwich titled gruesome lunch; at the set venue of your cubicle

having been reminded by the constant ache on your toe, you made it a point to text your roommate, informing them you two had built a death machine

they, however, took the joke a little too literally, and from the moment after lunch, they kept texting you to get it checked out

“what if it’s tetanus?”

“you could die from an infection!”

“are you sure the cream isn’t expired?”

“did you apply it properly”

“get it checked out you might be at risk”

and that’s why you’re here man no pun intended

where once again, things weren’t this serious, and were blew out of proportion

your self appointed detention unfortunately lasted for days, long as your boss was happy, and your punishment was a huge project with a short deadline

you pulled overtime for a straight 3 days now, and the projects almost there, just one day left

the all-nighter you suffered through proved efficient when you finished the project at near 5am in the morning, rumours of company ghosts no longer scare you when you roam amongst them as a comrad

your zombified limbs pack up by themselves, brain too damaged from the cups of coffee chugged down your throat at the ungodly hours

your roommate’s nagging makes its appearance again, buzzing through your brain like a broken record

“you could have tetanus, it’s metal!”

you remember there’s a hospital on the route back home, so why not? staying up longer it doesn’t quite matter at this point

the reception desk threw a fit when they heard you connect the words ‘tetanus’ and ‘a few days ago’

that’s how you end up in line at the ER, instead of the intended clinic visit

it’s eerily chilly, with the bland white walls staring back at you

without you knowing it; the whirring of the busy machines and clinking of metal appliances lulls your tired figure to sleep, head leaning back and mouth open in a silent snore

“oh my goodness they blacked out”

“we need help here!”

within seconds your body was hauled onto a stretcher and pulled away in a whim, straight into a private room with an unsuspecting doctor

“came in saying they might have tetanus and the wound’s a few days old. ER’s full from a car crash and they just blacked out in the hall,”

“temperature’s rising, I think the fever started to set in, if you could take a look first dr.wong-”

“sure, sure”

‘dr.wong’ rounds the edge of his table to plant himself beside you, and you think the only regret you don’t have for the night is seeing his handsome face

he reads the thermometer before plucking the pen lodged at the opening of his white coat,

“okay, I need you to focus on this pen, follow it with your eyes, alright?”

of course he doesn’t wait for your agreement before waving the pen in front of you, and your slow brain can’t receive stimuli that well while it’s raving on caffeine

“I’m getting slow response, fetch the vaccine now,”

one of the nurses hurriedly leaves the room, leaving one to stay and help the doctor,

he picks up the stethoscope from his desk and plugs the two ends into his ears, “alright, I need you to breathe for me,”

“and check the wound, please”

the nurse nods and springs into action, and your brain-- finally-- comes back to life

your grab the hand that’s holding the metal plate with both of yours, surprising him and making him go wide-eyed

but what do you say???

it could be tetanus but you don’t feel unwell at all, and you really, really don’t want a pissed off nurse to glare at you for the false alarm

also, you don’t want anyone to look at your ugly toes

“are you okay? does it hurt?”

the nurse stops taking off your shoe at the mention of pain, and waits for further instructions from the doctor

you bite down the embarrassment for your lame excuse, and gesture roughly to your throat, “....water”

they both share a concerned look, before the nurse moves and heads towards the door with a “I’ll be right back doctor”

now that you’re left with him alone, you feel less anxious about the whole situation, and sit up properly to talk to him

“I don’t have tetanus,”

you can see him processing your words before he lets out a hearty chuckle, “having tetanus isn’t illegal or contagious, we won’t throw you in quarantine,”

“no, no, I told them I don’t think it’s tetanus, it’s merely a cut from metal-- yes, but it’s not infected or anything, I just came here for a confirmation,”

he pauses to mull over your words, before taking off your shoe and tugging at your socks,

“I’m fine, really, I think this was a mistake-”

your socks successfully comes off, and he’s tentatively ripping your band-aid off, trying not to provoke the wound any further

when the wrapping comes off, he’s not too impressed by his present, which you think he fully expects a nasty, nasty wound, with yellow mucus oozing out from the opening and rotten flesh scent-- instead of a clean, clear, thread sized cut

“and I didn’t black out, I’m just very tired and the coffee’s not helping,”

he looks up from your foot and seems so confused, so you do him a favour to explain at the best your brain allows you to

by the time the nurse is back, you two had ran through a quick summary of your activities for the past few days, and her cup of water is the perfect solution to a real, dry throat

“patient does not have tetanus, a false alarm, but they’re still gonna require a shot, just in case,”

he gestures to your foot and she looks fairly annoyed, but says nothing at the presence of a doctor

she excuses herself to help out outside, and dr.wong sits back at his desk to wait for the vaccine, while you lay your head down to rest

“I think she hates me,”

he laughs, “nah, we just haven’t had a tetanus case in a while, I think she got too worked up,”

the other nurse comes back with your vaccine, and helps clean up your arm for the injection, “you’re not scared of needles, are you?”

you can taste the amusement in the air, tension lifted and light in the air thanks to his teasing, “patient does not have an infection, but is taking a shot for proper measures, and the high body temp is caused from lack of sleep for days, and a slightly inflamed liver, does not require further care, but a follow up is needed in a month’s time,”

the nurse scribbles your prescription while he stabs your arm with the long needle, and you try your best not to panic

after the nurse leaves the room, you two are left alone once again, and the ambiguous question hangs in the air, “am I allowed to leave now?”

he peers up from his book, “yes, but it’s 5:37am now, and my shift ends at 6; if you could stay a bit longer,” he trails off,

he senses your confusion and hurriedly explains himself, “I’m trying to avoid having breakfast with someone, and I’m no longer needed for emergency cases, it would be nice to have some peace and quiet,”

“you could take a nap-- I’ll wake you at 6,”

“can you put in a good word for me with the nurses?”

“deal.”

“can we eat breakfast too?” words kind of jumbled up from your fatigue

he takes a bit longer to respond, and by the time he does, you don’t hear it-- having already fallen asleep on the white stretcher,

“sure, that’ll be nice.”

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weirdly-rebelling · 4 years

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What is love? Was a question Jughead Jones asked himself almost everyday until he met her. He was so obviously gone for her. So lost, in too deep for too long.

When he had kissed her for the first time in her binding pink bedroom , he knew he couldn't stay away anymore, as her lips on his was a feeling so good , so addictive , out of the world. She was gorgeous and she didn't know it , as the bitchy so-called mother Alice Cooper placed insecurities in her head , filling her mind with negative thoughts and self-destruction of herself. That was pure torture, she didn't deserve it. She deserved so much and more , she deserved the skies and the moon and

Love.

She deserved love.

It was simple as that. Betty Cooper (or jones as he doodled on his notebooks like a 10year old with a crush) deserved love. And him , Forsythe Pendleton Jones the third could give it to her. It wasn't a crush. He didn't love her. He was in love with her, the real her , the one with beauty inside and out. Not the perfect girl next-door Betty Cooper , infact he hated the facade she had to put . But he loved her, he loved the way she laughed , he loved her cute frowns , he loved her iconic ponytail to her emarald wide doe eyes . Hell, he even loved her Cresent shaped scars. They were a part of her which he was willing to accept and love until he dies. He would do anything and everything for her.

Sometimes he doubted , if this was a joke , if the universe was playing with his feelings as Betty Cooper was his girlfriend of five years. Yes, they had their drama and a lotta breakups. But, this was it, she was it , they'd always go back to each other.

Shit, she was turning him into a sap. He was that guy now. The guy who couldn't sleep without his girlfriend. Ugh!! Why Betts?? What have you done to me!

He wasn't good with feeling and stuff. But he'd always be strong for her. Everytime she cupped his jaw , pulling in for a kiss , his knees weakened and quivered. She had a power over him. A power that he feared , but he had given it to her and didn't want it back. She was his weakness and strength. Everything he had ever needed and ever wanted.

She wasn't perfect , but neither was he , and he definitely didn't want her to be . As her flaws were the only things making her human. Yes, they weren't perfect , they had their moments . But they were perfect for each other. He didn't believe in soulmates but he believed in her.

That night with his mind full of thoughts, he realised he couldn't live without her. He wanted to...he had to marry her and make her his.

His gorgeous girlfriend was finally returning from her trip to New York with Veronica and Kevin . He was pissed at Veronica for stealing her away for a week. But Veronica lodge always got what she wanted. They would be back home in 6 hours. (It's not like he was counting days or something, he was not.) Betts wanted them to meet at pop's, which she missed while Veronica stuffed her with weird dishes. Yea, he was pretty nervous , nope, he was a mess , an absolutely total mess.

Pop noticed this ofcourse as Jughead jones never refuses food and yet,here he was legs trembling and staring at his burger , while Toni Blossom yelled at him; JUGHEAD!! Your an absolute idiot. If you seriously don't calm down I'm gonna whack you with a broom. Just chill man!! . Jughead became even more nervous after that if it was possible. Pop immediately grabbed Jughead's phone and calmly replied ; Mrs Blossom kindly lower your sound as Jughead here, looks like he might faint. The serpent king who was known to be ruthless in the eyes of strangers was shivering at the mere thought of getting rejected by a tiny blonde. Once Toni quietly replied,' sorry pop but Jughead here is crazy if he think Betty'll reject him', and ended the call.

Pop slowly turned to the younger man ,'Jughead I've known you and Betty for a long time and I've noticed both of you pining and being oblivious. But both of you are meant to be.

'But what if she's meant for someone like Trev or Archie'?

'She could have anybody else, but she chose you, guys like those can flirt but by the end of the day, it's you who she wants to be kissed by'.

'Jug!!!' squeals his girlfriend as she enters the diner. 'Betty Cooper you are a sight for sore eyes,'He runs towards her and lifts her and twirls her as she laughs and connects their lips. I've missed you, he mumbles against her lips. Before she could say anything else , the she-devil enters,

'What are you doing here Veronica, can't you leave me and Betts in peace.'he grumbles.

' move aside Jug Head "Bones" , this is a public diner , I should be asking you what you're doing here as snakes aren't allowed.'

'Guys!!' Betty scolds ' be nice I love you both equally'

That's when I finally get a good look at her, her hair is loose framing her face, she's wearing a tank top which says ' sorry not available' and tight black jeans which shows off her hips making me groan in frustration. Her clear green eyes are brought out by her top are glistening in happiness. She looked amazing as usual.

I kissed her again as I couldn't get enough. Veronica yells ' no baby making in public diners '. Betty blushes , while I glare at her saying 'let's go eat'.

After eight burgers and long conversations , he was ready to leave. Veronica, mumbling something about a massage had left. 'Betts , let's get outta here eh?' . She grins widely.

They reach at Sweetwater viewpoint in his motorbike , as comfortable silence surrounds they. Betty looks kinda nervous , he observes.

' Jug, We need to talk '

'Oh shit ' he replies , she was gonna break up with me , I knew it was too good to be true.

'No!no!' she winces at her choice of words ' not that kind of talk'

'Good heavens , thank god'

He blurts out 'doyawannamaybemarryme?'

'What?'

He stumbles and regains his confidence,

He kneels on his knee and stutters with the ring while she watches with a adoring look,

' I love you Betty Cooper and I'll love you until I die, if there's a life after that I'll love you then too, I know how much you've complained about having the Cooper name of a nut case reporter and a serial killer father, so do you wanna take the name jones? You already have captured my heart in a vice-grip why not take my name too? Every part of my body loves yours Betts and I never want to be apart from you. Let's write our own love story with a happy ending , not Romeo and Juliet but Jughead and Betty. So do you wanna be partners in life , will you Betty Cooper marry me the loner weirdo and make my life brighter than ever?'

He ends it and slowly lifts his eyes from its position on the ground to her eyes.

Deep Blue meets Clear green.

Her beautiful eyes are filling with tears of happiness. And she kisses him, that's answers enough he thinks and eases into the kiss.

Like it should have always been, the sarcastic loner with a big heart and a huge appetite getting the girl, instead of the All-American hero 🖤🖤

Guys please support me , I'm 14 and this is my first fanfic🖤🖤I wanna get better at this any tips or pointers will be really appreciated.🖤🖤( Some of you might be wondering what Betty wanted to tell him , that's a story for another time😝) it wouldn't hurt to give a like and support

-Sam🖤

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bibliophileiz · 5 years

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An Ode to Spoilers: How ‘shock value’ flies in the face of conventional storytelling

My name is Iz and I love spoilers.

One of my favorite books I’ve ever read is an epic tragic love story that ends with the lovers dead. The first dies suddenly and horribly, and the other is left embittered, hopelessly navigating his now empty existence until he too dies in an unmomentous scene that feels almost more like a sigh of relief than the gut-wrenching destruction of a character I spent 353 pages with by that point.

Here’s the thing though: I knew all that was coming when I started Madeline Miller’s The Song of Achilles, because I know how Homer’s The Iliad ends.

I’ve read a handful of retellings of the fall of Troy, and I never expect them to have happy endings. (I was pleasantly surprised when David and Stella Gemmell’s Troy trilogy ended with two of the characters living happily ever after.) Same goes with any stories that take place during destructive moments in history -- The Other Boleyn Girl will end with Mary watching her sister’s execution, The Titanic will always sink, and any book you read about the Holocaust may be about hope, but it will also be about trauma.

So let’s take it out of the context of history and into fiction. One of the most famous tragic love stories of all time, Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet, tells you in the prologue in Act I that Romeo and Juliet will die at the end -- presumably so that people who wanted a happy ending know to leave right then and come back when Much Ado About Nothing is playing.

Shakespeare wasn’t the first or only storyteller to do this either. The audiences of Greek tragedies knew good and well Antigone was going to die for her loyalty to family and the gods. Even the muses in the opening of Homer’s The Odyssey kind of tell you what’s about to happen. Which suggests that in many of the most iconic and long-lasting stories in Western culture* the storytellers haven’t been too concerned with spoilers.

This is not what we’re seeing with storytellers today.

Possibly because fans are now obsessed with getting online and talking out theories for what and how certain plots will play out, writers -- and TV writers in particular -- have become obsessed with “subverting audience expectations.” Some have even come out and said they’ve changed endings after fans correctly predicted their plans. Think about that for a second: audience surprise is now more important to some storytellers than having a plot-driven narrative.

There’s a scene in the CW show Jane the Virgin where, in a flashback, a precocious young Jane at her first ever book reading asks a romance author why she ended a particular book with the couple NOT living happily ever after. The author tells her love doesn’t always work out.

“Yeah, in real life,” Jane says. “But this is a romance novel. In a romance novel, they get a happily ever after, not happily until a mortar shell explodes just when Jean Luc’s finally coming home from the war!

“Everyone knows in tragedies they end up dead, in comedies they end up happy and in romance novels they end up together,” she later adds.

Of course the author tells Jane basically what head show writers David Benioff and D.B. Weiss told us about the end of Game of Thrones earlier this year: “Sometimes you need to subvert the ending for the element of surprise.”

The takeaway for Jane is that she has to read the endings of books first so that she knows what happens. This is something that comes up in other meta stories about storytelling. (In the 2003 movie Alex and Emma, Emma, played by Kate Hudson, tells professional novelist Alex, played by Luke Wilson, that she always reads the ends of books before deciding whether she wants to invest her time in the whole thing. Alex is flabbergasted. Also, I need to rewatch that movie.)

Does this mean I think all TV shows, books, movies, etc. should be spoiled? No. But it does raise the point that audiences want to know they’re on the same page as the storyteller. I don’t want Rob Thomas to manipulate my emotions and make me think I’m watching a particular type of story only to blow Logan Echolls up in the last 10 minutes. I don’t want to read 10,000 pages and watch 7 seasons of a Jaime Lannister redemption arc that ends with him riding back to King’s Landing for a pointless death scene with the woman who sent him down the path of self-destruction in the first place. And I better fucking not have watched Kylo Ren oversee the massacre of a peaceful village at the beginning of The Force Awakens for The Rise of Skywalker to end with him banging Rey. Because those stories weren’t presented to me as the kind of stories that would have those endings.

If Game of Thrones the TV show had told us at the outset that this was the story of The Tragedy of Danaerys Targaryen, would as many people have been shocked, pissed off, bitterly disappointed in the ending to a show they’d spent literal years watching and being invested in?

The other side of that question, of course, is: If Game of Thrones the TV show had told us at the outset that this was the story of The Tragedy of Danaerys Targaryen, would as many people have watched it in the first place, knowing it would inevitably end with Danaerys’ downfall?

Call me crazy, but I think yes. The show would still have been successful. Hell, I’d argue it would even have been better -- with everyone knowing the end, getting there is tighter. There are fewer false starts and unnecessary characters, the writers, actors and audience are all on the same page, that whole Dorne subplot probably doesn’t happen. With a general consensus on the destination, it all becomes about the journey.

And if we’re really being honest with ourselves, that’s what storytelling is actually about. Because I read 369 pages of The Song of Achilles, knowing damn well it wouldn’t end happily for Patroclus and Achilles but also getting to see how happy they were in the middle -- how their choices brought them to Troy to fight with the Greeks, even though they didn’t start the war themselves; how they spent 10 years making a life there together; how Achilles brought love to Patroclus’ life and how Patroclus kept Achilles human throughout the war. And instead of being a bitter love story, it was a beautiful one, and it was worth the ending.

Having an audience that understands the writer’s storytelling goals will always be better than leaving an audience shocked, angry, and confused at the wholesale destruction of characters they’ve invested in. Intentional storytelling will always be better than shock value.

*I say stories in Western culture because, unfortunately, I am not as familiar with stories in other cultures. (I know/have heard of some of them, but don’t know them well enough to know what the prologue says. Someone who knows -- does The Epic of Gilgamesh tell you at the outset that Enkidu dies?) But I’d be interested to know if some cultures care about spoilers more than others, and just generally would like to see more discussion on this whole topic.

#spoilers abound for the following #the song of achilles #game of thrones #veronica mars #romeo and juliet #other things #but as you may be able to tell from the title of this post #that's kind of the point #also this post was inspired by the ending of season 4 of veronica mars #but i didn't dwell on that as much as game of thrones because vmars had so many OTHER problems this season #i had it spoiled for me and i still thought it was garbage

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@antolcgias sent : 🎭 hadestown.

goooooooooooooooooooooodddddddd , would you ever die for a musical ? because i would d i e for this one . . . okay , so basically , this is a folk/blues musical about the myth of orpheus and eurydice . it was originally an iconic folk album by the incomparable anais mitchell. that album got me through a serious depressive phase in college , let me tell you.

the setting was originally kind of like . . . a steampunk great depression vibe ? it made its off-broadway debut at new york theater workshop . . . AND LET ME TELL YOU ––– THAT IS THE BETTER VERSION !! but before i rampage about that , let’s tell you what we’re workin’ with here.

ORPHEUS : a songwriter / poet. in the original version , he’s played by damon daunno ( my KING . . . i’m a full ass lesbian and i would fuck that man. he recently starred and was nominated for the recent oklahoma! revival and he is very ugly hot . ) damon’s orpheus is kind of a fuck boy. on broadway , he was replaced by reeve carney. reeve’s a rat. his orpheus is “ more likeable , ” which is apparently a euphemism for awkward and naive.

EURYDICE : a hungry young girl. god , god , G O D –– the way i would die for her !!! she’s been alone , poor and out of luck her whole life until she meets this fuck boy orpheus and it’s literally one of those pinterest quotes that are like ‘ i had nothing to lose but oh –– then i found you . ’ type romances. played by nabiyah be off broadway. played by eva noblezada on broadway. i personally prefer nabiyah because i think her portrayal allowed for more nuance and also i think the parallels between persephone and eurydice are important so she should also be black. but eva is cute and very talented. YOU CAN SEE BOTH NABIYAH AND DAMON HERE.

PERSEPHONE : my drunk queen. middle aged woman in a spoiled marriage , has grown tired of the underworld and forgotten why she loves her husband. played by amber gray , queen of my life.

HADES : so the underworld is kind of like ? ? ? aesthetically , a manufacturing company , and all souls in the underworld work for him just to have shelter , but slave labor. he keeps the underworld very hot and bright because he thinks it will remind persephone of spring. accidentally had a lot of trump parallels back in 2016 no one saw coming , but more redeemable. played by patrick page , abuelito of my heart.

okay this is already too long but basically during the winter orpheus is too damn busy working on his music to help eurydice prepare for the cold and she’s desperate. persephone and hades are fighting , so hades goes to find a side chick to piss her off. he offers eurydice a ticket to the underworld and she’s so desperate for security she takes it. ( yes cue me screaming forever about how in this version eurydice kills herself because she’s so desperate for peace and the implications of class struggle that has don’t TOUCH me. )

MOST ICONIC SONGS: way down hadestown . chant ( i & ii ), wait for me , epic iii ( this one is all about the lyrics. ) and basically the whole rest of the album.

QUICK POINTS ABOUT WHY HADESTOWN OFF BROADWAY WAS BETTER & THEN I’LL SHUT UP UNTIL I HAVE ANOTHER HADESTOWN MELTDOWN.

the way they changed orpheus’ character was bad. first of all , they stripped our hero of his hubris by making him awkward and naive. and as we all know , greek mythology and hubris are besties. also ( they toned it down ) but at the beginning of the run , there was genuine confusing over whether orpheus on bway was supposed to be on the spectrum ( he’s referred to as touched and god touched and couldn’t go more than two seconds without a quirk or stuttering. they cut some of that now. ) and that would be fine , and i know people write fic about the representation they feel in that except . . . his naivety is his downfall, and i don’t know if i like those implications.

they cut down persephone and eurydice’s characters in order to flesh out orpheus. huge mistake because the charm of this portrayal was giving an orpheus story and not allowing eurydice to have a character outside of being in love with him.

they dumbed down the lyrics considerably . this is one songs transformation from off-broadway to broadway. and i get why they felt they had to do that for a wider touristy audience. but it’s laughable.

they made it too political on broadway. it was accidentally political in 2016 when hades sang a song about building a wall write after trump started campaigning for it. the direct parallels on broadway make it hard to root for hades which sucks because he’s such a great character. also –– in broadway they make orpheus , the young white man , try to lead a revolution for liberation of everyone in the underworld who are mostly poc . . . and then he fails but its somehow uplifting ??? but they do do cool thing like reference global warming and add more mythological stuff in the staging.

okay i’m done. if you want to watch the bway boot with me or read the off bway script with me while listen to an audio bootleg of the old version with me . . . i’m always down.

#* ( FILED ) ･ﾟ ANSWERED.#* ( FILED ) ･ﾟ OUT OF CHARACTER #antolcgias #you brought this upon yourself this is my favorite topic.

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