#also to clarify: i know what the actor himself has said about all of it. im not gonna go after the insta post he made when he was like 12.

[cosmicjoke]

Alright... okay... I just... need a moment.

Fuck, I'm emotional. I'm trying to gather my thoughts, but it's difficult. So I'm going to try my best.

First, I just want to say thank you, thank you, thank you to everyone involved in the creation of this anime, of this story, of this masterful, masterful piece of art. The animators, the composers, the writers, the voice actors, the directors, the producers, just, everyone. And most especially, to Hajim Isayama, who, without doubt, has created one of the greatest stories ever told.

And with that said, I'm just going to say this. "Attack on Titan" is, in my opinion, the greatest show ever made. I mean that, sincerely, and with all my heart. It's the greatest show, and one of the greatest stories, of all time. It's truly a masterpiece. A pillar of great art. I don't think that's hyperbole. I think that's absolutely true.

I don't even know where to start.

I'm just blown away. Completely blown away.

Ahh, well, I guess I'll just start by talking about some of the changes that were made, and what wasn't, and how much I appreciate both. I knew they would stick with the overall story and not change the ending, and I'm so glad they didn't, because it was always the right ending. I don't care what anyone says, what anyone's criticisms are. This was always, always, always the right ending.

The obviously biggest change was the conversation between Armin and Eren near the end, and I think, given the controversy caused by this particular moment in the manga, I'm not surprised, and I think they did an excellent job of clarifying what Armin actually meant, and most importantly, that he wasn't ever condoning Eren's actions. That they had Armin instead take on and shoulder the responsibility of Eren's actions, in a show of love and friendship to Eren, was incredibly moving and gut-wrenching at the same time. That Armin blamed himself for what Eren did as much as Eren himself, and said that they would be together again someday, in hell, was actually incredibly shocking to me. But then, it makes perfect sense for Armin's character. Armin, who from the very beginning understood and accepted the bleak reality of war, of having to abandon one's humanity in order to accomplish victory. Armin's never shied away from who he really is, or what he's capable of, or tried to console himself with an idealized self-image. It doesn't surprise me that he blames himself for Eren's actions, or takes on as much responsibility for them as he places on Eren. Though one could argue all day against Armin's self-condemnation, I think it makes perfect sense for his character. I also adore how they really clarified and left no room for doubt as to the motivation behind Eren's actions. He just flat out admits at the end that it was because he wanted to "see this sight", meaning a world completely devoid of humanity, of life. He admits to Armin that he's a "slave to freedom", that this outcome came about because of who he is and for no other reason. Not to make the alliance into heroes, not to save Paradis. It was because Eren couldn't accept a concept of freedom beyond what he'd seen in Armin's book. Because, as he says of himself, he was an idiot who came into power. 80% of the world's population died because of that. But as Historia also admits in the end, it's also a result of ALL their choices. I always have maintained that AoT is a cautionary tale of what happens when we blame and persecute and hold accountable people for the sins of the past. Eren, an idiot, only came into that power to begin with because of Marley's persecution of the Eldian's, continuing to punish the Eldian people for the crimes of their ancestors. Indeed, Historia was correct. It was a culmination of all of their choices. Violence begetting more violence, and on and on the cycle continues.

The Jeagerist's created an army out of fear of reprisals from what remains of the outside world, but in doing so, they sealed their own fate. In becoming so hostile to begin with, they ensured those reprisals. That's the great irony. They formed an army to protect themselves, they became a hostile nation, an isolationist nation, and in the end, it lead directly to them being destroyed. As Armin tells Eren, his violence and desire to see a world wiped clean of humanity leaves them with nothing but the lesson of kill or be killed. It leaves nothing but a legacy of continued violence. That's the whole point of this story, of course. That violence only ever leads to more violence. Even when we don't have a choice, even when we're backed into a corner and there's no way out but to fight, even when it's the right and only choice. That's the tragedy of violence. That's the tragedy of the world. That's the tragedy of humanity. It's not that violence is always wrong. Violence isn't always wrong, but it's always tragic, and it always only leads to tragedy. Armin's condemnation of Eren and his actions here, telling him that he's robbed the world of even the small hope of one day understanding one another, that's the condemnation of Eren's violence, the condemnation of the cycle of violence. He pushed Paradis toward armament through his actions, but so did the rest of the world. People will always fight one another. There will always be war as long as there are people. The only way there won't be war is if there are no people, as Armin says, and that's the biggest joke of all. There's no such thing as lasting peace. Paradis meets its demise in the very end because it falls to the same trap, the same cycle of violence, the same cycle of continued hate that drives all war and that, saddest of all, is intrinsic to the human condition. Violence is intrinsic to the human condition, and to nature itself. In the end, Paradis brings about it's own demise, just as, in the end, Marley and all those who persecuted the Eldian's, brought about theirs. This is an anti-war story. That's what it's always been. Anyone who says otherwise is a fool. But it's also a story about the tragedy of humanity and the inescapability of our nature as a species.

So, okay, now, because I'm primarily a blog which talks about Levi, and because Levi is probably, far and away, my favorite character of all time, I have to talk about him.

What can I say?

Levi was the hero of this final episode. Of this final bow of what, again I repeat, is the greatest show I've ever seen, and one of the greatest stories ever told.

Levi is a hero.

First, if anyone, if I see anyone ever, ever, ever question Levi's commitment to humanity and to saving it ever again, after watching this episode, I will come down on them like a fucking bomb myself.

Levi saved humanity.

They all did, of course. They all contributed.

But Levi... Levi was the leader that saved humanity. He became the leader in that moment that humanity needed. For all the talk and accusations thrown Levi's way, of robbing humanity of it's greatest chance at survival in Erwin, by letting Erwin die, it was in a time of humanities greatest need that Levi stepped up and took the reigns and didn't let humanity fall.

Levi wasn't the strongest in this battle. He wasn't humanities strongest soldier anymore. He wasn't the most affective in battle, or able to single-handedly turn the tide of the battle, like he might once have been able to. But he didn't let anyone give up. He didn't let anyone give in. He didn't let anyone lose hope.

I've been saying this since the manga ended, but seeing it brought to life like this only drives it home all the more.

Levi rallied and organized and held together his soldiers when they were all ready to give up and give in. When his own body was ready to give in and give up, Levi's heart and will wouldn't. It was Levi who enabled Mikasa to deliver the final, killing blow to Eren by not giving in to despair or fear or grief when it became clear that everyone on the ground was going to turn into a pure titan. It was Levi who, in the end, fulfilled the dream of his fallen comrades of a world without titans, by keeping it together and giving out orders, by abandoning his own driving need to save lives, like he's always done, since the beginning, in order save more, in order to save the lives of people who had done nothing, in fact, but condemn and persecute him his whole life.

Levi is a hero. He's a pure hero. He has the purest heart of anyone. He's the best of them all.

And I think the change they made to Levi's final scene just drives that truth home all the more.

I'm not gonna' lie, I nearly burst into tears seeing what they did in Levi's last scene. To have him sitting there in his wheelchair, his body not even a fraction of what it had once been, but still finding a way to help people, to help, especially, children, again, it drives home without doubt what Levi is. A hero. To see him handing out candy to children, to see the happiness he finds in that simple act... Jesus Christ, I really don't even know what to say about this. It was maybe the most beautiful moment in the entire series. Shit, I'm gonna start crying just talking about it. To see him smile, again, at last, to see him truly at peace. He found a way to be a hero, even with his strength gone. He found a way to be a hero without having to be a weapon, because Levi's heroism was never in his strength. It was never because he was physically strong, or a weapon. It was never because being a hero was easy for him. It was because of his heart. Because his heart is the heart of a hero. His heart is the heart of someone who has only ever wanted to help and protect others. That he still wants to and does help people, despite already having given everything...

Yeah, don't nobody ever, EVER say to me again that Levi doesn't care about humanity. He helps even when he doesn't have to. Even when he deserves to be selfish.

He cares more than anyone.

Man, that's all I have for now. I'm pretty speechless about this episode. I'm just beyond words.

Greatest show ever. Not anime. Just any show, ever. One of the greatest pieces of cinema ever made. One of the greatest stories ever told, with some of the greatest characters to ever exist.

Thank you Hajime Isayama, for giving this gift to the world.

#attack on titan #the final season #part 3 #part 2 #Levi Ackerman #Eren Yeager #Armin Arlert #Mikasa Ackerman #jean kirstein #connie springer #reiner braun #gabi braun #falco grice #shinkgeki no kyojin

[akajustmerry]

I haven't seen chibnall but I have a hard time imagining being worse than moffat. I'm sure it's possible but that man... he was bad. also out of curiosity what's the problem with eccleston? or did you just use his name as a reference for which era was rtd. feel free to ignore this if you like, I hope you have a good day!

hellooo!

look, you won't hear me arguing moffat wasn't bad but believe me Chibnall was worse. He wrote an entire sequence where the Doctor tricks the Master (then played by British-Indian actor Sacha Dhawan) into being caught by the Nazis, knowing what the Nazis would do to him. Like, the Doctor, presenting as a white woman, handed over the Master, her best friend presenting as a Brown man to the most notorious white supremacist regimes in history. And that moment was framed as a successful ploy!! As a "win" for the Doctor.

I'm sorry but, to me, Moffats fucking decrepit cringe Gen X Misogyny did nowhere near as much damage as thoughtlessly portraying the Doctor as someone who will literally use Nazism against a poc and framing it as clever girlboss behaviour. Like, it's not fun that these are the people we have to choose from but one of these things is not like the other.

As for the Eccleston stuff, I was referring to Christopher Eccleston's conflict with the BBC and by extension implied conflict with RTD. The full details of the conflict have never been fully made public but Eccleston has always maintained he quit the show due to the culture created by the show runners and producers. He's said he'd never work with RTD again. Eccleston implied that one of the reasons the relationship between himself and RTD broke down was Eccleston's desire for the Doctor to be a role model whose intellect wasn't inherently tied to being upper class English and had to really fight to use his natural accent. It's worth noting that the we wouldn't have a Doctor without an RP (received pronunciation) accent again until Capaldi. David even mentioned Russell's "enthusiasm" for DT to speak in RP not his natural accent in his interview with Jodie in 2020.

I want to believe that RTD has grown since the mid 00s, and perhaps this time around things will be different. But I think a lot of people point to Moffat as the worst because his bigotry is the most visible and easiest to critique. It's more popular and acceptable to critique sexism against white women than it is to critique racism and classism. But in reality all of these showrunners are white British men who have pulled white British bullshit and I won't stand for Chibnall and Davies shortcomings being scapegoated via Moffat.

Also, this is not a defense necessarily but a lot of people who hate moffat era who did NOT watch Capaldi's seasons and did not watch season 10 with Bill Potts. So their critique often lacks the perspective of Moffat's best season that proves he's capable of writing something genuinely compelling that's not gross and sexiest. Like it genuinely infuriates me when people talk about "moffat who" but they're only really talking about Matt Smiths seasons. Again none of that is a defence but it's just to say that most people who say Moffat is the worst are people who a) are really talking about Sherlock, which, fair enough that was shit b) people who just think 10th Doctor best Doctor and don't actually care about anything after that era in any meaningful way. Or c) people who have a pretty incomplete view of the series was and where it currently is.

omg this is long sorry I hope I don't sound rude I'm not trying to be I just have so many thoughts about this. I hope this answers your question, please let me know if I need to clarify anything <3

#anon #doctor who #/

[vacationship]

DEEP DIVE AND RANDOM COMMENTARY AND QUESTIONS FROM BRACIOLE

JAW in the opening scene in the cooking show dream, damn he's such a good actor. The colors of the kitchen represent his heightened emotions and a little kid's play kitchen at the same time. The audience laughing and applauding sometimes dissonantly, sometimes falling silent. This was such a well done dream, you take it for granted how good it is, how dream-like it feels, and how much work went into it.

When Carmy is talking at al-anon. There's a window with opened blinds behind him, and a mirror on the wall in the next room. There's a tall dark haired man sitting in the front row watching/listening to Carmy. Carmy makes eye contact with that man throughout, even when it's a close up of his face, spatially it's that same man he's looking at. Carmy is talking to his brother Mikey. The mirror between them is a reflection between the brothers, how they mirror each other but how they missed understanding each other, too. When someone dies they are forever "in the next room" now. You can never talk to them again, so many unanswered questions, a wall between even though there's a window to look back into, but you keep wishing you could talk. That's grief.

Marcus and Sydney in her kitchen. It feels like nighttime. But intercut with the scenes at The Beef, it's day time there. Like I can't see Sydney inviting Marcus for lunch (and then tea) inside her house??You cook dinner for your friends inside your house, not lunch. For lunch you go out somewhere. Am I wrong? Is her house just dark? Why does it feel like nighttime? I'm real confused here.

Is it just me or when Syd clarifies that the CIA is not the CIA to Marcus she is subconsciously recreating the UPS moment with Carmy?

Aw, Marcus and Syd are buds. Flirty. But buds. Tho it also feels like Syd has run to Marcus for comfort and perspective and reality check because Carmy treated her so bad. It'd be nice if they were clearly only friends and hugged. Instead it's this flirty question mark hang out.

I swear Carmy’s pupils actually dilate when he thinks of Syd while looking at Tina in her apron. (Who did that amazing post about JAWs biological acting?)

Mikey was so loud obnoxious and hilarious, Richie? Sounds like you tried to be like someone... This is a common misconception about suicide, that loud funny people won't commit suicide. Mental health PSA.

Why do Carmy and Richie go that hard at the bachelor party dudes? They are mad at Mikey? I mean they really get in there, Richie is throwing punches, not just breaking it up. Dudes, sheesh.

Someone already said Richie calls Tiff before he finds out if he manslaughtered someone, same like Carmy texting Syd before opening Mikey's letter. Serious moments make you want your old lady, huh?

Richie wakes Carmy up at the police station and they just walk out of there. Carmy asks no questions. How do you get like this? I'd be all over Richie with like what he got charged with?

Why does Carmy leave in the middle of trying to apologize to Marcus? Ebra calls him and he leaves, but then after apologizing he interacts with Ebra as if the first time. So Ebra called him, he walked away, then what? He didn't go to Ebra yet. He just needed to gather himself more to apologize to Marcus? Unless Ebra quickly coached him or gave him a look that he needed to apologize? The moment was that heavy that he needed a break in the middle and Ebra's presence. Oh Carmy.

Carmy really looks so pale and clammy in the fridge. He's looking up at the ceiling in desperation--the man needs the gods to intervene.

Carmy staring at the fire and you see the fire reflected on his face--is this a biblical reference? The image of fire being God. The burning bush.

Richie slapping Carmy out of his daze. He almost killed a man by knocking him unconscious, and now he knows what's what, how to wake a man up. Redeemed somehow. He limps away. His ass still sore? He slept in the jailhouse with a sore ass. Poor Richie.

I want to live with Sydney in her kitchen. Just sitting at the counter with my hands under my chin watching her cook. Also why does this feel like a different kitchen than the kitchen of Sydney and Marcus? It's daytime!

Syd says fuck me about the onions on the stove (they are perfect by the way) while she's waiting for Carmy's next text. Hmmmm

When I first watched this ep a decade ago I swear I thought Mikey's note said "I love you duck." I had to rewind and look at it again. I guess I wish Mikey called Carmy something cute like that when he was little.

I want to know more about Ebra's life in Somalia, being grillmaster and all.

Fak bro flirting with Richie. Agh! I want to look away but I can't.

The sounds of Carmy cooking the sauce. What's it the kids love these days? ASMR?

I knew it was money the minute I saw the little corner peek out of the sauce. Who else?

Let Down by Radiohead begins and it's seared in my brain and connected to this show forever now.

Stop smoking indoors Richie!!!!!! I can't stand that he does that. I want to rip away that dangling cigarette. It's personal to me.

Carmy breathing so hard staring at Syd. Syd clutching her purse strap and chewing her lip.

That's right! Carmy staring up at The Beef sign. Beginning of s2 its Carmy and Syd staring up together. This doesn't get old.

Ah, around the table together. Wait, what did Pete's grandfather die from??? And why is that funny???

Carmy is so happy!!!!!! I want him and Syd to nuzzle. Come on.

When Carmy looks up at Mikey. We've seen this before in Carmy's memories--Mikey with the sun behind him. But he didn't look back in that previous memory. Gets me every time.

I guess it's my favorite ep. I skipped some stuff that's been talked about a ton.

#sydcarmy

[randomjreader]

Woke up today to see all the shit that happened on hstwt, and can I just say: what the fuck? This whole situation got so goddamn out of hand, and now another cast member has been bullied off a social media platform.

I understand what Bash's comments may have sounded like, and I'm not about to invalidate what SA survivors may have felt when they read that. HOWEVER, why was everyone immediately jumping to the worst conclusions?? Especially given Bash's track record of being a genuinely good person, why was everyone so quick to assume the worst of him? And more importantly, the extreme reactions to what he said? Death threats??? There is a difference between holding someone accountable and being a fucking bully. This applies to literally any case of holding a celebrity accountable: call them out, but do it in a way that's respectful with the intention to actually make them learn from their mistakes, instead of fucking death threats! Like seriously, does this make you a better person than them or something? Are people actually riding on their moral high horse for saying horrible things just because they THINK a celebrity messed up? We as netizens never ever know the full story when it comes to situations like these; words very often get miscommunicated, and we all need to wake up and stop immediately jumping to conclusions and going to extremes. This kind of culture is extremely damaging to so many people, not just the celebrity in question.

I've also heard that apparently, people are still mad even when Bash clarified himself? He literally did what Kit did all those months ago, spoke up and cleared up the misconceptions, and yet people are still finding fault. What more do you want from the man? It was badly phrased and misinterpreted by fans, which was out of Bash's control, and he stepped up and made sure everyone knew what he actually meant. He saw the mistake and corrected it, so what exactly are "fans" still looking for? If this one mistake of bad phrasing is ruining your image of Bash, you are literally disregarding all the good Bash has done, and feeding into the extremely toxic cancel culture that basically pushes the idea that public figures are not actual people, just objects for your own entertainment for you to love and hate as you please.

Finally, let's talk about Joe. OF COURSE Joe is gonna defend Bash, we all know that they're close as hell, and if Bash if being hounded for something that Joe knows was not done with malicious intent, why wouldn't he support him? The fact here is, Joe did nothing wrong, he was sticking up for his friend. And what did toxic hstwt fans do? Bully him off the app. There wasn't even any arguments of substance (not that there would be because he DID NOTHING WRONG), people just immediately took his action as a thinly veiled excuse to bully him on things like his looks. HIS LOOKS. Literally, just say you're a fucking bully and move on, because you're just finding a reason to bully him under the guise of having the moral high ground or some shit. Honestly, I'm GLAD that Joe left twitter, because (and I've said it before) that environment is extremely toxic, and I think he'd be a lot happier getting off an app that constantly targets and hates him. Joe is an incredible Charlie, and it's horrible that he keeps on getting hate for it, despite everything he has done for the community because he plays Charlie.

If you're part of this whole hstwt drama, the people that hated on Joe and Bash for no damn reason, don't call yourself a fan. You're not. You're just giving real heartstopper fans a bad image and bullying the actors who have brought this amazing world to life for us. Do better.

#heartstopper #heartstopper cast #sebastian croft #joe locke #hstwt #please stop being hateful #seriously #its disgusting

[surrealsunday]

Jaime! I started watching kinnporsche because of you and I have a question. People have said Kinn feel first but Porsche fell harder. Do y ou agree? I think an obsession is voming on with this show

The fact that I got two asks with you guys just yelling my name first thing and I don't even think it's the same person completely cracked me up. I am thrilled you’re watching and enjoying, anon! 

But a Kinnporsche ask! This is exciting! So let's dive in... (and you know me... it’ll probably get long 😏).

Short answer is yes. I think Kinn fell first and Porsche fell harder. But I should clarify that I don't think Porsche is more in love. I think both Kinn and Porsche are on very equal ground when it comes to how much - and exactly how desperately - they've fallen in love with one another. And I think that's something the show has done a really good job of showing... or I suppose an even more accurate way of putting it is emoting. This is despite the fact that Porsche and Kinn have different (though not entirely dissimilar) ways of expressing that vulnerability. 

I think Kinn went into this entire situation aware of the way he was drawn to Porsche from the very beginning. Like here was this seriously beautiful guy who pops into Kinn’s life by chance, saves his ass, shows alllll the sass in the world, isn’t at all intimidated or cowed by the ring on Kinn’s finger (or, like, that whole kidnapping him thing lmao), and treats Kinn only as a man from the very beginning (a man who was seriously pissing him off 😂). There is no doubt - despite the way he bitched - that Kinn was intrigued and drawn to Porsche despite himself. Kinn is also openly gay and obviously completely confident in his sexuality. And there was an element of attraction from the very beginning that Kinn definitely noticed. Side note: I love in those first few frozen eye connection moments in early eps it’s clear Kinn is caught in the moment and this pull towards Porsche, but Apo kept his expression relatively devoid of obvious reaction in return (a clear choice considering both actors are freaking masters at micro expressions). So Kinn goes about things in a very natural (for lack of a better word) way. He’s drawn to Porsche, attracted to him, gets to know him better, and falls. And it’s a soft fall imo. He’s aware as it’s happening which also explains to me how and why he initiates as much as he does. He’s unsure of how Porsche feels initially, but he’s very aware of how he feels (even as it conflicts with everything he believes his familial duties require and even as he fights that reality). And he falls even more deeply as the episodes and their relationship progresses - to the point we’re at now where he is in deep. And Kinn has been in love before. This is a feeling he recognizes. I think what has thrown his head (and heart) into turmoil is not just the baggage from his ex, but that he recognizes love - and more significantly, recognizes that his love for Porsche is on a level he hasn’t experienced before (something I really hope the show will have him point out). 

As for Porsche... Porsche fell for Kinn like an asteroid hitting the earth (sorry for the dramatic metaphor but… really… it’s appropriate). Like, we’re talking an earth shattering slam of emotion that left him more vulnerable than he’s ever been and completely reeling with feeling he’s never experienced before. The reverberations of that impact are seen in so many ways - in his confusion and repeated need for some sort of verbal acknowledgement of feeling from Kinn, in his anguish when the intensity of feeling is followed by Kinn’s cold aloofness and cruel treatment, in the way he seeks out Kinn again and again, in the way he responds to Kinn’s affection and touch, and on and on. This was not a soft fall. Porsche slammed into love with violence and desperation and a total lack of familiarity. He’s never been in love before... and to fall in love for the first time with this kind of intensity? Yeah... that’s gonna hit hard. Porsche is such a strong character. In every way. Physically he’s a BAMF, but he’s also a self-assured, sassy, cocky, capable shit disturber. So to see exactly how vulnerable he becomes with Kinn has really been something. And so that’s what I mean by agreeing Porsche fell harder.

In the end, I think both Porsche and Kinn need someone who challenges them - an equal partner in their lives and someone who doesn’t hesitate in calling them out on their shit. This isn’t something Porsche has ever had. And while we know little about Kinn’s ex, it seems clear from the unhappy ending, an equal partner was not what he got there. I think this is the first time for both of them that they have someone standing across from them who sees them for the man they are and wants exactly that while offering the same. It’s a pretty special thing and a truly phenomenal dynamic to watch develop. 

#kinnporsche #getting into kinnporsche meta? #I am also in too deep #I feel you Kinn #kinnporsche the series

[arwenadreamer]

Arwena’s JiB 12 experiences

The Jared calls

Jared made two video calls during JiB. One on Saturday, one on Sunday.

I missed the one on Saturday. My friends even posted in our group chat that “Jared is here”, but I didn’t look at my cellphone. I was busy standing in line getting my Jensen autograph. (And yes, getting his auto was great too, but there would have been other times I could have gotten that. I have no one but myself to blame for leaving right after Jensen’s panel and deciding that Misha’s panel would be a good time to get the Jensen auto. While I was waiting in line, there were two or three people who left in a real hurry. Whish they would have told anyone that they were running to the panel room. Or I wish the JiB organisers would have announced the call. This is really the only criticism I have towards the JiB organisation. Otherwise they did the best they could under more than difficult circumstances, but that’s another post.) When I learned about the call later, I was close to tears for having missed it. But I got another chance on sunday, so there’s that. 

So now that I’ve watched the video from Jared’s saturday call, here are some highlights:

Shep appeared briefly. Jared asked him whether he wanted to be an actor. Shep: “Shure!”

Misha: “We miss you, Jared. We genuinely miss you.”

Jared: “Honestly, I miss you all so much I could cry.”

Jared made a wish. (Because it was 11:11 at Austin? Is that a thing?) He said the wish had something to do with being back in Italy before the end of 2022.

Yes, Jared, I so hope you will be able to make it to JiB 11. My final chance to meet you.

He explained that he couldn’t make it to JiB, because they were location dependent for Walker, as they were currently filming in an abandoned mental hospital. And they only had the location for Thursday, Friday and Monday.

(Before anyone says he could have made it to Rome for Saturday and Sunday: no, he couldn’t. Consider the time difference of 7 hours that would have to be added to the time for a nearly 10 000 km flight.)

Misha gave the phone to a fan who had a question. She said it was a “Jensen hand me down question”. She then clarified that the question was for both but that Jensen had to answer for him. And that is when it became clear that she tried to ask my question. And I could cry tears of joy just for that alone. (Yes, I know, a lot of tears. I’m emotional about the whole weekend, ok?) But the the fan had trouble formulating the question, and Misha cut it short and said (in good fun) “Ok, Jared, no one has a question”. That’s when Jared started to talk and he couldn’t understand the poor fan anymore, who still tried to say the question. (It was hard for Jared to understand what was being said, even with the microphone.) Finally, and I think this was a different fan who jumped in, they asked “what was your favourite story arc of 15 seasons for Sam?”  And I love that question too. Also, since my question has not been handed to Jared yet, I’ll get a chance to ask him at JiB11. :-) Jared said it was season 8 story arc and then talked about similarities between Sam and Jared, and how Jared searched inside himself for what Sam would go through. Not wanting to let people down (Sam not wanting to let Dean down.) And the season leading to Sacrifice.

So I guess in a way that could be the answer to my question as well. (What of Sam’s personality was hardest to act?) Or the opposite. Was it hard or easy to act Sam’s insecurities and mental breakdown when Jared could relate so well? I guess both would be true for Jared.

After another question about a possible Supernatural sequel and some broken connection Jared says that he and Jensen have talked about ideas. Like, what would happen if Sam and Dean ended up back on earth somehow after their death.

Misha had to leave to do autographs so Daniella (Con Organiser) took over the microphone, but the connection became worse, so they ended the call.

On Sunday, Jared called during a Ruth and Adam Rose panel. I was there and was overjoyed! (The following is from memory, without the video next to me. So no guarantee for accuracy.)

Someone asked Jared to type the other actors as dogs, and Jared gave very sweet, warm and insightful answers. Like, he made sure to say positive things about Jensen, Ruth, Misha to explain each type of dog he would choose. (I’m sorry, I’m not good with dog races, so I don’t remember which. But he chose a very loyal race for Jensen for example.) The funiest thing was, though, that Ruth asked repeatedly “And Adam?” But Jared didn’t understand. He understood Misha instead, so answered for him. Then Adam asked “And me?”, and Jared was like “Who?” “Adam!” Jared couldn’t hear. Adam, screaming into the mic: “IT’S ADAM ROSE!!!!!!” Jared still genuinely didn’t understand. Everyone was laughing. Adam finally went off stage and over to the computer to show his face in the camera. You could see the moment Jared saw him, and his recognition face was so funny.

My friend @takikojou got to ask Jared a question, and she did all of us Jared girls a huge favour! She asked when Walker would be back with his family after being abducted, and Jared said that it would be a while! That he would suffer a bit. He mentioned that Gen had taken a video of him and Odette a day before, and that he hadn’t taken off his makeup after work. You can clearly see “bruises” on his cheek. So yeah, he’s in a bit of trouble. Take that information, together with the abandoned asylum that they were at least shooting episode two in, and I think we will be in for some Cordell whump treat in season 3!!! (Yes, I’m bad, I know. But I’m not sorry!)

Thank you for asking just the right question, takikojou!!!

There were more very sweet moments in the video calls, but these are the ones that stood out most to me. I’m so glad he took the time and made the effort, even though communication was difficult at times due to bad connection.

I’ll add the link to the videos:

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[oraclekleo]

Andy Bian (Taiwanese Actor) - Kinky Tarot Reading

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Reading Info:

Rating: 18+

Reading Type: Single - Couple

Requested: Yes - No

Requester: /

Deck(s): Dark Wood Tarot, Sexual Magic Oracle

Spread: Kinky

Questions:

Position

Libido

Turn On

Kink

Dirty Secret

Celebrity Info:

Full Name: Bian Ching Hua

Stage Name: Andy Bian

Group: Taiwanese Actor

DOB: 19.6.1991

Blood Type: N/A

MBTI: N/A

Sun Sign: Gemini

Chinese Sign: Metal Goat

Life Path Number: 9

Masterpost: Solo Artists

Andy Bian (Taiwanese Actor) - Kinky

Full Name: Bian Ching Hua Stage Name: Andy Bian Group: Taiwanese Actor DOB: 19.6.1991 Blood Type: N/A MBTI: N/A Sun Sign: Gemini Chinese Sign: Metal Goat Life Path Number: 9

Spread / Question: Kinky Deck(s): Dark Wood Tarot, Sexual Magic Oracle

Position - IX The Hermit, 23 Forgiveness

It looks like Andy has been hurt by his lover(s) before and he’s not completely ready to engage in a serious relationship as of now. He has forgiven them but the peace in his heart and mind hasn’t been restored yet. Andy needs time to self-reflect and to clarify, what is it he truly wants from relationships and how to find the right person for him when the usual tactics lead to disappointment in the past. If so happens that Andy is dating, he’s likely to seem detached and distant to his lover. Like he’s not giving it his heart and it’s probably true. It has been broken before and it’s fragile and Andy is not going to offer to just anyone from now on.

Libido - Ace of Pentacles, 1 Conquest

While Andy is not ready to put his heart fully into a relationship and might prefer it on a no-strings-attached level, his libido is not affected by this. He’s a young healthy man and he’s in his prime. He likes to conquer his lover, the thrill is in the chase for him, indeed. His lover might want to play cold or uninterested for a little while so they boost Andy’s appetite. And what an appetite that is! He likes to adventurously discover his lover on both the emotional but also physical level. He’s the one to thoroughly examine every millimetre of his lover’s being, flawlessly remembering all their sweet spots. On the other hand, this process is in no way slow. Andy is outstandingly dynamic and he likes to keep a pretty quick pace in the bedroom. He might come insatiable and with endurance that shocks his lovers. He’s very well connected with his own physical body and his goal is to make an even more intense connection with his lover’s physical body. Both of the cards denote a certain speed and depth, so it’s very likely that Andy likes to dive into his lover, be it with his tongue, fingers or the part men often give nicknames to.

Turn On - Ace of Cups, 12 Moving On

While Andy is a wild one himself and fears nothing in the bedroom, he prefers his partners to be on the purer side. Maybe he has a slight corruption kink or maybe he doesn’t want others to straight up guess what he’s up to in the bedroom upon meeting him with his date. He might prefer an emotionally rich but mature person to become his lover, someone with life experience, who knows how to handle their moods and navigate through them. Andy is not a big fan of emotional outbursts and prefers a person who is a little disciplined when it comes to their outside image. They might become a beast in his bed but in public, they should give more of a serious and innocent impression.

Kink - VII The Chariot, 28 Harmony

In this case the Chariot card depicts an eagle in flight and I believe there’s also a sex position called spread eagle so that’s the first thing that comes to mind regarding Andy’s kinks. Apart from this, Andy is pretty much the type to aim for mutual satisfaction the most. While he could be selfish and seek for his own release only, that’s not what’s his goal. He takes some pride from being able to give his lover the outstanding orgasm and his ultimate goal is to reach the climax at the same time with his lover. Either he has already experienced this in the past or it’s on his to-do list. Andy is no stranger to romance, though his idea of romance might be slightly more dynamic than you would imagine. While others would consider candlelight dinner super romantic, it’s too boring for Andy. He might prefer a romantic midnight picnic by the sea and with fireworks. And once again the cards suggest the importance of a pursuit. Andy loves to hunt his lover. And he loves nature. And fast movement. So imagine going jogging with Andy early in the morning in a park. In the beginning you run side by side but soon you start racing each other. If you can manage to actually run faster (or cheat to get in the lead), Andy will chase you and knock you down, first laughing on the grass with you but the sport has made his blood hot and if there are no other people around, he will go for it on the spot.

Dirty Secret - VI The Lovers, 24 Healing

I mean, this is pretty self-explanatory. Andy is seeking for a partner who would be true and devoted to him. He’s actually a romantic at heart and truly wishes to have his other half in life, someone to help him heal the wounds he suffered in the past, someone to balance his life and harmonise it. He might be idealistic in this matter but he’s not likely to call off the search. Andy might be heartbroken many times while seeking for his perfect match but that’s a small price for the possible bliss.

Ahm... I mean, yes, this guy wasn't on my to-do list for tarot readings but he sure as hell is on my other to-do list 🤣 Just joking. I can't really do jogging. 😁 Ooof! He one handsome man... Okay!

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[frobislive]

so you don’t have to: mermaid’s song

hey friends! today’s review will be on the movie mermaid’s song, also known as charlotte’s song, directed by nicholas humphries. it is a loose retelling of hans christian andersen’s the little mermaid.

i did not know this until the opening credits of the movie. let me give you the description of this movie that i saw when i first watched it on tubi [where it is still available at the time of writing this]:

A girl in the 1930s has a family business a gangster wants to illegally help, but he doesn’t know she’s a mermaid who controls minds with her voice.

to call this description misleading is... an understatement. but before we get into that, let me clarify a few things: i have watched this movie before, and this will be like my 4th time watching it as i write this. most reviews i have seen of this movie do NOT like it one bit, and i can see why. but for me it has a certain je ne say quaough. i will be giving a rather lengthy summary of the movie talking about a lot of aspects i really enjoy and a lot i think they could do SO MUCH BETTER, so naturally, this review will be LONG and have a lot of SPOILERS! this is your only warning [for this review]! but i hope you guys won’t mind because the reason i’m reviewing this movie in particular first is to introduce my subgenre of reviews: SO YOU DON’T HAVE TO, where i watch the random movies i find going through a hot actor’s filmography—you guessed it—so you don’t have to! all will be formatted like this: less of a professional review and more me telling you what happens in the movie and getting silly with it.

so levi, you might ask, who is the hot actor you subjected yourself to this identity crisis of a movie for?

well, let me show you the poster:

notice anyone familiar? someone from... game of thrones, perhaps?

that’s right folks, i watched this movie for mr ramsay bolton himself, iwan rheon. so let’s get into it, shall we?

the movie takes place, as stated before, in the 1930s. this wouldn’t be so strange if not for the fact that it is set in oklahoma. do you know what absolutely killed middle america in the 1930s? i’ll give you a hint: exactly what’s killing the southwest right now, only about a hundred times worse.

this is a mermaid movie in which the only water exists in a bathtub or wash basin.

our main character is charlotte, a thirteen[?] year old girl who is the youngest of six girls. i do not remember any of the sisters’ names despite seeing this movie several times, so it might get a little confusing but we’ll be okay. the movie begins with a flashback charlotte, about six years old, catching fireflies. she comes inside and we are introduced to her sisters and the girls’ mother, singing for a crowd in their bar that is also their house. her older daughters—all except charlotte—are background dancers. the patrons look pleased and their father [whose name is george] watches lovingly from the bar. as charlotte walks away from the stage, she is stopped by a man [iwan rheon] who, seemingly telepathically, tells her be careful. she looks confused, so he kneels down and says, out loud, “i said, be careful.” by the way, when he kneels down to her level, and when he gets back up, his movement is sped up. it is not clear why they do this and i believe it is the only time it happens. the mother notices him and looks concerned but does not stop the show. this opening bit is cut with shots of a classic big ol’ fairy tale book complete with many mermaid illustrations, which are fucking awesome, and narration of one such fairy tale. 

i want to take a moment to point out that the sound editing in this movie is atrocious. it is not balanced at all. at many points the music is almost too loud to hear the dialogue/singing. i watch movies with subtitles, so this does not bother me, but it seems to be a big issue for many people who have reviewed this movie. this also does not stop me from getting the songs stuck in my head for weeks after every time i watch this.

now we are introduced to charlotte’s “grandmother”, the sea witch of this retelling. we quickly learn that she is not her real grandmother and no one likes her except charlotte. she tells charlotte what is essentially the story of the little mermaid and the movie makes it obvious that this story is about her mother. the sea witch tells charlotte that “unless [the mermaid] returns to the sea, another must be found to take her place, for the balance between worlds must be preserved at all costs.” by “another” the witch means charlotte, as she immediately tries to steal her away, but the mother catches her and locks her in george’s office, after which she goes to argue with him, because the prophecy must be fulfilled and it’s her or charlotte. here is where the setting of oklahoma comes into play, as it’s revealed that they have moved as far away from water as they could in the hopes that the witch wouldn’t find them. george suggests they “pay the debt” and give up charlotte, and she responds by killing herself, with charlotte finding her body. yes. seriously. take that, sea witch, i guess?

cut to title sequence, where the title card looks an awful lot like they used a rip-off pirates of the carribean font.

now we move to present day. the dust bowl is in full effect, and the family’s business has been affected heavily by this and by the death of their mother. the sea witch still lives with them and has been subjugated to maid status. we also find out that this bar/cabaret is also a gas station now? or maybe it always was. either way, charlotte feels bad for a family that cannot pay for gas and ends up running out on their property, so she fills up a canister behind george’s back. on her way to give them the gas canister she runs into a man named tim, an old friend of the family. he offers to deliver the gas can for her and says he’ll be back in a couple days to talk to george. tim is young and cute and it is very obvious charlotte has a schoolgirl crush on him. tim obviously loves her too, but in a very familial sense.

we see the family growing stressed because of money troubles and customers becoming increasingly dissatisfied with their entertainment [can’t fuck the girls] and drinks [can’t afford real liquor to serve]. the sea witch tells charlotte she will soon have to make the choice that her mother did, and it becomes increasingly obvious that charlotte is regarded as the black sheep and the baby of the family. also, george is not a good father, and soon he’ll get worse.

so far, this movie is strange at best and a disappointment at worst. the acting is hit or miss, the sound design isn’t balanced, and the story is confusing. but now, a character returns to the fray: randall. oh randall. iwan rheon does such a wonderful job with randall. he’s the perfect combination of cheesy b-movie fruity villain and seriously scary. iwan serves cunt in this role and if you disagree i cannot help you.

anyway, who is randall? well, remember the ‘gangster’ the poor description of this movie mentioned? yeah, that’s him. he offers george a steady supply of canadian whiskey and an untold amount of money as an investment, under the condition that he has the final say in how the business is run until the loan is paid off, after which george resumes control and randall gets a cut of profits. he also tells george that he must begin prostituting his daughters, saying he needs to “utilize all the assets at [his] disposal.” george agrees, for all but charlotte [i think the next oldest is like. 16 but who is paying attention to age of consent laws in 1930s oklahoma. did they even have any back then?]. the dance show also involves stripping now. charlotte initially does not know that her sisters are being prostituted, but finds out after she sneaks into her sister’s room to put on makeup and has to hide in the closet when she comes in with a man.

cut to: it has been a couple days. what does that mean? tim is back!! when he comes in, george is... chopping chairs apart with an axe, for some reason? anyway, tim talks with george about the struggles of the world and we learn he has come back from california. george offers him a job working for him and tells him about randall. tim warns george to stay away from him, as he has worked for randall in the past and he is not a man to be trifled with. george is angry that tim is telling him his new boss sucks so he kicks him out.

now, when randall made this deal, he left a man, harold, behind to make sure things are running to his liking. harold takes a... problematic liking to charlotte and suggests that george does start prostituting her, specifically, to him. george agrees but it is obvious that he feels he needs to do it because they are so broke, as immediately after harold leaves the room he vomits. would like to see that same revulsion for what you’re doing to the rest of your daughters though, sir.

charlotte is prepared by her oldest sister for her, um, “meeting” with harold and it is clear she does not know what’s about to happen. as it turns out, neither do we. once she realizes what harold is there for, she has a panic attack which triggers HER FIRST MERMAID TRANSFORMATION!!! instead of harold getting to ruin a little girl’s life, he gets a face full of mermaid claws and runs away screaming. the sea witch appears again as charlotte passes out and she instructs charlotte’s sisters to put her in the bathtub and fill it with water.

here i want to point out that another thing i really like about this movie is the cinematography. it feels a bit lynchian, and i cannot tell if they were going for that vibe on purpose or if it’s just the result of some weird ass editing [affectionate]. either way, something about this movie feels distinctly twin peaks-ish.

charlotte wakes up in the bathtub and notices that a small patch on her leg still has scales. she picks one off. her sister brings her some water and charlotte begins singing, and it is here she realizes that her singing gives people visions of whatever they want most, a trait she inherited from her mother. her sister has a vision of her [secret] boyfriend proposing to her. it’s not 100% clear whether or not charlotte can actually see these visions she’s causing but i think she can. this is important later. george brings tim back to the house to inform him about this catastrophic clusterfuck and that charlotte is starting to get mermaid-y [apparently tim knew that the mother was a mermaid as well]. tim says he’ll talk to randall for george and try to smooth things over. charlotte speaks to tim before he leaves, and he tells her some things about her mother before she ends up kissing him. he tells her they can’t do that, obviously, to which her response is, “you won’t have to pay like the other men,” after which tim immediately gets up and physically fights george, who claims they were going to kill him if he didn’t start prostituting charlotte as well [lie]. tim still agrees to speak to randall.

we go through more family troubles, all of the daughters rightfully hating their father for the situation he’s putting them in. charlotte learns more about mermaid stuff and is able to sneak into the sea witch’s room with the ring of keys that harold dropped when she attacked him. did i mention that george had “forbidden” the sea witch from seeing charlotte, and what he means by “forbidding” is tying her to a chair and locking her in her room? because that’s what he does. charlotte releases her and the sea witch convinces her to let her take her to the water, to be home. unfortunately george catches them and just. kills the sea witch with a fire poker? if she could be killed by mortal means why didn’t they do it like 10 years ago lol. charlotte is obviously upset about this and we get some real cool shots that i’m pretty sure are supposed to symbolize the nightmares she has afterwards. one of her sisters comes to comfort her and again she sings, and again she finds that her sister has a vision, this time of their mother.

now, remember the sister with the secret boyfriend? well, apparently, she has a plan to run away with him. she agrees to take charlotte with them and sends her to steal the money that george has stashed away in his office while he is asleep. in his office. naturally charlotte fucks it up and george wakes up and chases them outside the house, where he tries to shoot the sister’s boyfriend. unfortunately, he misses and instead shoots... the sister, killing her instantly. this is never talked about again and has no effect on the story other than to make charlotte more upset with her father.

but no matter: randall is back! he informs george that harold is, in fact, alive and “won’t stop raving about the monsters.” george claims that he tried to look for him [lie] but couldn’t find anything, and randall thanks him by threatening to cut off his finger! how does george respond? by begging them to cut off his oldest daughter’s finger instead of his! fortunately, no one actually has any fingers removed, as before they can start on the oldest daughter, charlotte begins to sing to them, stopping the men as well as her sister in their tracks, daydreaming as they stare into the distance. randall seems rather unaffected by this, staring down charlotte directly. when she finishes, he tells her, “neat trick,” quite bitterly, which is a line i absolutely love. charlotte convinces randall to let them go back to the regular song and dance show with no more prostitution, i suppose because he’s becoming intrigued with this weird little girl with bigger balls than her fucking father.

charlotte begins singing in the shows, which brings a life back to their business that they have not seen since their mother died. however, george has not stopped the prostitution like he promised, but does not tell charlotte or randall, and pockets the cash himself. shortly after this change, george successfully pays off randall’s loan and does not tell his family. tim comes to visit again after charlotte begins doing the show, and this time he brings his fiancée. charlotte clearly does not appreciate this, and it only gets worse when tim tells her that they are moving away, but before he leaves she tells him that she has something to show him, which means that she sings for him and he has a vision of himself kissing her mother. now, i forgot to mention that at some point in this movie, we learn that if a mermaid and a human conceive a child, that child will only be a mermaid if it is born out of true love. so, DING! now we know why charlotte got the mermaid gene and not ANY of her FIVE other sisters: she’s tim’s kid, not george’s! aaand now it makes it even weirder that she kissed him.

charlotte is now beginning to recognize that people aren’t actually coming to see her for her voice, but rather the visions she gives them, and she quickly becomes disillusioned with her celebrity. she decides to leave, but on the night she tries to sneak out, randall is in her house for reasons we do not fully understand for the time being. he speaks to her telepathically again and we also learn he can seemingly control lights or electricity? idk he turns on a lamp by waving his hand over it. seeing him use these powers prompts charlotte to say, “you’re one of them,” and to which he responds, “them? i’m one of us.” which is also a banger line and i think about it weekly. charlotte realizes that he has been trying to push her towards realizing her powers and he tries to convince her to come with him and be a protégé of sorts, so he can teach her all the wonderful ways they can use their powers to mess with humans [and i like to imagine that this means randall sings to his gang sometimes]. she refuses and like, sure, you do you, but girl i’m different. that sounds fun as hell. imagine being mermaid loki’s sidekick. before randall leaves he tells her that george has indeed paid back his debt.

we soon see why randall is at the house/bar/cabaret stage when he confronts george, dragging a beaten and bloody tim with him. randall says tim tells him that he had spoken with george the previous day, george says he hasn’t seen him in ages, randall shoots tim in the knee. when this happens, a rather jarring synth note plays just before he takes the shot. not extremely important but another little bit of lynchian influence i love. i think about that shot all the time.

from here, everything turns to chaos. charlotte learns about the prostitution, george learns randall is a mermaid, randall tells his men to “take the girls, kill george,” everyone is struggling and fighting, another sister gets shot, and then charlotte has another mermaid transformation and starts screaming. apparently, mermaid screams work the opposite of mermaid singing, as the men all begin to have visions of themselves doing “sinful” things and end up killing themselves or each other. this also causes the oldest daughter to shoot and kill george. randall simply leaves the bar in the middle of this with a very “my work here is done” air about him.

finally, charlotte gets to leave. as she takes one last look at the house she’s spent her entire life in, randall approaches her. he tries once more to convince her to come be evil with him, and as she instead walks towards her new life, he comments, “very brave of you to go in the exact direction they’ve been trying to lure you this whole time.” she smiles and responds, “i’ll write you when i get there.”

and that’s the end of the movie! first thing, i obviously absolutely love randall’s character. he is really the only light in this dreary, underwritten cast and i so wish that either he and charlotte played off each other more or she did decide that being evil is fun actually. this movie also introduces a lot of weird mermaid powers that i’ve never really seen before? but only uses them like once. i mean, yeah, we’ve all heard of siren song, but has anyone else ever heard of telepathic mermaids, or mermaids with super speed, or mermaids that can control electricity/light?

this team obviously had a vision here, and even if it wasn’t executed very well, i appreciate the hell out of the passion i can see in this project and everyone involved. i hope that the team behind this movie learns from the mistakes they made and keep all the things that made this so beautifully strange.

if you liked this post, stay tuned! i’ve got a lot more movies to talk about.

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[tea-with-evan-and-me]

Girl, I love your blog and your smart replies💕 That’s why I wanna know your opinion about the topic Evan and his relationships. Don’t you think he might be toxic too? Let me clarify: We all assume that Evan is the good, sweet, introverted guy looking for a serious relationship with a good woman but unfortunately he always ends up with someone evil and toxic. But I can’t believe he never met at least one good woman in his entire life, someone he could have a healthy relationship with. For this reason I’m quite sure he’s only looking for women like Emma before and like Frances nowadays cause he loves the thrill of the toxic bond. Someone healthy in my opinion even bores him. This entire dynamic is not only toxic but also dangerous especially since he is no longer a baby boy but a 36 year old grown man and break this toxic cycle could be very difficult. It’s like he’s destined only for this type of relationship (even in the workplace, see for example his relation with Ryan Murphy). I feel bad for him and only by working on himself he can possibly change his situation. Sorry for the long message but I wanted express my opinion☺️

thank you so much, i really do appreciate this feedback <3 let me reiterate these are just my own opinions..

i do feel like the situation isn't black and white like it can sometimes appear on the outside looking in. and what i mean by that is: publicly, evan has a good reputation - we don't get reports of him exhibiting bad behavior on set (minus the fighting with emma during ahs but even that was minimally reported), in hollywood, or from anyone close to him who has spoken out in the media. no diva behavior or abusive tendencies. by contrast, there is lots of public information available about some of the women he's seriously dated that would lead us to believe they are a problem. note i said a problem, not the problem. chaos can't thrive in a relationship without two willing parties who partake. even if we were to believe evan was never in the wrong (which is impossible, he is human and he is a man, ahem) there's still something to be said about a man who is in his late 30s with so many failed relationships with women who had obvious problems. again, as someone who doesn't know evan personally, if i had to throw out some reasons that i think he has not been lucky in love, i would list off poor self-esteem, self-doubt, substance abuse problems (hopefully resolved) and far too high a tolerance for drama. he has stayed with women who cheated (emma), beat him (emma) and used him for money/clout (frances) to name some of the bigger offenses. and i fully believe he feels indebted to ryan murphy for jumpstarting his career and would have a very hard time telling him no. evan doesn't believe in himself as an actor and i think he feels stable employment with ryan is a necessity, even when the types of roles he's receiving drain him mentally and emotionally and have pigeonholed him to a certain degree.

i agree that he's doomed to keep repeating these types of romances until he addresses his own personal issues. people who have toxic relationship after toxic relationship are absolutely addicted to it and feel insecure in healthy ones. if he ran into a successful, beautiful, stable woman in her 30s he would probably feel deeply insecure to pursue something with her because, in my humble observation, he has a low opinion of himself and by his own admission suffers from imposter syndrome. it's easier to date a 20-something onlyfans model who had a teenage crush on you, is likely impressed by your career and net worth, and will keep your ego boosted so long as you're spoiling her.

thanks for the great discussion topic anon!!

#evan peters

[oogaboogaspookyman]

I also admittedly have a dumb little self,, uh forget the word, serving? Idk. but lmao its a silly little not Canon side fic idea I'll eventually write up where I basically go "but it was all a dream~!" except I don't I say actually what if this was a movie and they were all actors because lmao the idea of it being like a movie set and them sitting together in their actors chairs answering questions in silly little interviews idk sparks joy eases the Horrors of the actuality.

Mainly again this stems from my weird fascination with ??? and Mays interactions and relationship because lmao when torturing a girl for years like "what are we" because what is going on does he hate her does he become familiar to her view her with familiarity and as an acquitence does he see her as a potential ally even only temporary to use in whatever plan he has, a potential rival maybe? Is he trying to make a challenge for himself someone who could beat him someone for him to beat or is she just nothing to him but a pawn a stepping stone a toy. Who knows because he's never gonna fucking tell us is he.

So it's fun imagining them in this neutral environment without as much Canon baggage, I have the silly thoughts of them answering questions and he's like "oh yes working on set was amazing, well save for the physical abuse." and May just groaning into the abyss burying her forehead and face into his shoulder and lightly whacking his chest going "nuuh I said I was sorrryyyyy" and he just laughs because lmao he said it on purpose for that reaction and is like "okay I guess I should clarify, I told her for a scene to punch me as hard as she could to make it look realistic. And she did. And it fucking hurt" and starts laughing and she's just dying at the reminder like I'm sorryyyy you said I didn't meant tooooo. Just him bullying her a bit poking fun but like nah I said hit me and you did, I thought you'd hit like a kitten or something. And just lmao general actors on set vibes kinda dorks doing interview things talking about scenes backstage stuff bloopers ect, it's fun for me XD but it's incredibly Canon divergent but sparks joy

?????: Yeah i actually had tons of fun saying all of that and i don't even have many lines, like- deadass i was all like- "MOTHERLESS 🫵🫵🫵" and all, it was awesome.

May: you were a fucking bully you know that? Holy shit, you're MERCILESS.

?????: HEY IT WAS IN THE SCRIPT wheeeeeeeze-

[asherlockstudy]

I watched the post S3 Sherlock cast interview 8 years later (kinda late I know)

And here are some interesting moments.

This interview was supposed to feature only Benedict Cumberbatch and Amanda Abbington from the cast. However, Martin Freeman makes a big entrance and it is implied that he actually was able to make it, though it could also feel like he simply was convinced against his initial decision.

Martin seems fine to just be around. He doesn't take the initiative to talk and the journalist has to urge him to talk. When he does though, he is fully committed.

Benedict claims Sherlock killed Magnussen because he was outplayed.

There is so much focus on TSOT compared to the other episodes. As soon as everyone states how much they loved this episode, Martin admits that he had his doubts about it and that he was very close to believing it was shit. He clarifies it proved to be great, although I am not sure he was being 100% sincere.

Steven Moffat is indirectly asked about the nepotism in the show and while he answers mostly okay, he has trouble answering why Amanda was chosen for Mary's role. He seems like he repeats himself vaguely over and over until he comes up with what he is about to say eventually; that Martin was asked to suggest any actresses and Amanda came up, who after all is so talented. Martin does not add much to this, except to agree about how talented Amanda is.

Martin makes an anti-protestant joke against Ben and Amanda almost jumps up like "Nooo, don't sa- fuck he said it".

Ben seems to be resolutely more at ease than Martin. He also tries to initiate some interaction with Martin, while Martin is definitely way more restrained. Might be that Amanda kind of looks at them left and right like she is watching tennis which adds a little of awkwardness, of which Martin seems to be more aware.

Ben and Martin have trouble figuring out what their favourite scene / memory in S3 was. Martin says he liked it when they were sitting on the bench watching the soldiers marching and Amanda pets him as a joke, implying he sounds old and boring. So then Martin plays along and jokes that his favourite scenes were also those ones he was rough and had violent thoughts in, when Ben interjected and said the marriage scene was one of them. Meanwhile, Amanda said her favourite scenes were shooting Ben and marrying Martin. And... well I don't know, all these make perfect sense, serious or funny, I shouldn't be having any second thoughts...but I kinda do. They are all sweet smiles to each other but there is something off, that I can't quite put my finger on.

Next question is what each actor has in common with their character. Martin says Amanda has a vibrant energy like Mary and Amanda herself says she kills people while looking pointedly at Ben and Ben says "she's quick-witted as you can see". Ben is lowkey anxious when Martin voices his opinion about him. Ben says about himself that he's a lot more empathetic than Sherlock, at which Amanda turns to look pointedly at Martin for a second (it is very quick and looks mostly harmless). Then Amanda says Martin is loyal and loving like John, which might have been the most unfortunate statement of all, especially since at this point it hasn't aged well. Interestingly, Martin fails to acknowledge the compliment graciously and he deflects by joking that everything people say about him always make him sound like he's a "fucking dog". Amanda adds he's also ruthless and I love how Ben seconds both descriptions. Still, Amanda insists on how good it is to be loving and loyal but Martin is still uncomfortable about it. At this moment, Ben tries to turn the attention back to him. Another interesting part is that after Ben says he is very touchy - feely, there is an abrupt cut in the interview, who knows why.

Then of course the discussion goes to the fandom and, inescapeably, fanfiction and fanart. There is the famous hilarious moment when Moffat says we can't tell how well endowed Ben is because "it" doesn't see the sunlight for long, which breaks Ben who can't stop laughing, even making eye contact with Martin, who remains stiff even though he smiles. Ben also says "I thought I was the one getting it", and yes Ben you are :). Anyway, Ben claims he doesn't follow much of it but he is appreciative of it. Martin is more restrained once more (which I find odd for his general naughty demeanour) and says he appreciates it as long as it's for fun and doesn't try to force itself in the actual plot (well what would be the problem if it did?). But the most curious case is that of Amanda, who speaks first and informs everyone she is not going to answer that question. Wow. Very interesting. It is the early sign that Amanda had a problem with Johnlock and it is sooo so curious coming from an actor. Amanda has a problem with the ship and my bet is that initially Martin did not but he gradually developed a problem with it too, for whatever reason.

Ending conclusion: This interview was uploaded in March 2014. Three months after Season 3. We know for sure Ben and Martin's friendship had deteriorated in the fall of 2014. But it seems to me things had started earlier and they were worsening gradually. In early 2014, problems had already arisen between them but maybe Ben hadn't realized it yet that well.

#bbc sherlock #sherlock #johnlock #freebatch #tjlc #s3 #benedict cumberbatch #martin freeman #amanda abbington #steven moffat #Youtube

[bloodorangesoup]

Ice Cream and Bad TV | B.B.

Request: Late night thoughts : The only porn bucky watches are the ones that come on tv at like 2 or 3 in the mornings. Imagine cuddling up with him on his living room floor, aimlessly clicking around until you stumble upon the channel & he gets flustered & shy about it & you fuck him while porn plays in the background. Like I think it’s so romantic🥺🥺 riding him while the soft glow of the tv illuminates his face. His moans & grunting blending in with the actors 😫😫

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 3.6k (this was supposed to be a drabble but I cannot for the life of me control myself)

Warnings: NSFW 18+ | cuddle fucking, unprotected sex(pretend ur on birth control for a sec)(still wrap it b4 your tap it), flustered Bucky, porn talk, the tiniest bit of sub!Bucky for like half a second, fluffy smut, you get the gist

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Notes: I did this in one sitting so sorry if it’s repetitive or has any mistakes. I think I have a major soft sport for flustered Bucky. I also had to think of a realistic name for a TV porn channel so bear with me. This is my first time writing smut in non-headcanon form so let me know how I did! Happy reading!

It was 2am on a Thursday night when your phone rang with your boyfriend's caller I.D. This wasn't the first time that Bucky had called you for this instance, it became a routine for you to talk him down after a nightmare and you prepared to do so when you picked up. Usually the first thing you would hear was his heavy breaths, the anxious buzz in his body making him fumble his words as he tried to focus on talking to you, so you were surprised to be met with still breathing and his typical deep, steady voice.

"Doll? You there?"

"Yeah, Buck, I'm here," you replied with a yawn, trying to sound as awake as possible. Bucky could hear the airiness of your voice and let out a sigh.

"Sorry, baby, I woke you up."

"You say that every time, I don't mind waking up for you. Besides, I don't have work tomorrow so I don't exactly need my beauty rest."

There was a pause. You could still hear static from the other side of the call but Bucky didn't say a word.

"Buck? You okay?" As if you snapped him out of a daydream, his hurried words rushed through the phone.

"Yeah yeah, sorry. I'm kind of out of it right now, I had another bad dream."

"Do you wanna talk about it?" You had expected his usual answer of yes, then you would listen to his thoughts and comfort him through the horrific reality that were his nightmares.

"You said you don't have work tomorrow? Do you think you could come over right now? Actually never mind, I don't know what I'm saying, it's 2am." You could practically see Bucky shaking his head as he took back his question.

"I'll be there in twenty, James. You better have some blankets and pillows ready for me because we're taking over your couch."

Bucky let out a breath over the line, "See you soon, y/n, love you."

"Love you more," you said quickly before hanging up, not letting him get in the last 'I love you.'

~

Forty minutes later you found yourself on Bucky's lap on his living room floor. You two had abandoned the idea of the couch and chose to make a small fort with the couch as your scaffolding. There was a surprising amount of pillows and blankets surrounding the two of you, you had no idea Bucky even owned them all.

He sat with his back against the couch, your legs laid over his and your arms were around his neck, bringing his head down to your chest. He talked about his nightmare, sparing you the gruesome details, and once he was done he closed his eyes and leaned further into your chest, breathing in your scent. You gave the crown of his head a kiss and rested your head atop his. Comfortable silence washed over the two of you before you spoke up.

“You know what always makes me feel better?” you asked, lifting your head just enough to look down at him.

“What?” he mumbled into your chest. A soft smile graced your face at his cuteness.

“Ice cream and bad TV!” you announced excitedly before wiggling out of his grasp.

You did a little jog to his kitchen and reached down into the freezer to grab a small pint of ice cream you knew Bucky always kept stashed for you whenever you came around. Picking up two spoons and turning off all the lights in the apartment on your way, you quickly made your way back into the living room, lifting Bucky’s arms to situate yourself back into your position on his lap. You popped the lid of the small tub and handed it to Bucky along with a spoon. With your hands now free, you felt around in the dark for the remote and turned on the TV.

Waiting for the TV to completely turn on, you ate a spoonful of ice cream. You hummed at the taste of the cold sweetness coating your tongue. You gasped as you opened your eyes, finding Bucky scooping out some ice cream and lowering it to your mouth.

“Oh wait, let me make this cuter!” you squealed with your eyes wide.

Copying Bucky’s actions, you took a spoonful and lifted it to his lips, the both of you opening wide and feeding each other. You giggled at the cliché moment and Bucky couldn’t help but let out a chuckle at how adorable you were.

You turned back to the TV, lifting the remote in your hands to change the channel to anything but the news that was already playing on the screen. As you flipped through sports recaps, music channels, infomercials, and movies that were already almost over, you sighed.

“Ugh, there’s nothing good on. Maybe if I start from the end of the list there’ll be better stuff,” you huffed.

Before Bucky could register what you said you had already typed in the biggest number you could enter and began flipping down through channels. Surfing through the empty screens, you landed on one called HotNet and suddenly the screen was completely taken over by a pair of boobs which then cut to a woman on her back and a man on top of her, rutting into her at a slow pace, while her moans echoed throughout the apartment. You quickly shuffled with the remote, trying to turn the volume down from it’s loud setting, spooked at the loud, obscene noise coming from the speaker.

“Oh my gosh, I wasn’t expecting that,” you laughed into Bucky’s chest, “God, I hope your neighbors didn’t hear that.”

Bucky stared at the screen with wide eyes, hoping you would change the channel before noticing that the channel was in the On Demand section. You gasped through your laugh, collecting yourself before turning back to the TV and shaking your head.

“Jeez, I didn’t even know they still had porn like this on public television.” You looked back down at the remote, clicking the Guide button. Bucky’s heart stopped as the description took over the screen, the video still playing in the top right corner. In bold letters the words On Demand titled the card. Even worse, the bottom of the screen displayed a small box containing the information,

$19.99

purchased with debit card xxxx-9758

You furrowed your brows in confusion, realization slowly softening them, before a mischievous smirk took over your face. You lifted your head to look at Bucky, his face looked down at your lap, refusing to meet your eyes. You tapped the bottom of his chin with the remote, lifting his head to meet your gaze.

“Did you order TV porn, Jamie?” He could hear the teasing tone in your voice, and you only ever used that nickname when joking around, yet Bucky still felt extremely embarrassed. He felt as if he just got walked in on while touching himself. It didn’t help that it was you that saw it, he wanted to crawl in a hole and never look back.

“Ah, you’re blushing,” you squealed as you took his cheeks in your hands, “oh come on, it’s not that embarrassing Bucky.”

“Ugh, can we please pretend you didn’t just see that,” Bucky groaned, closing his eyes to escape your stare. He set down the ice cream next to him and lifted his forearm over his eyes.

You let out a breathy laugh, grabbing his shoulders to stabilize yourself and pushing up to swing your leg under you to the other side of his lap, you straddled him.

“Hey, it’s really not that bad. I mean we’ve had sex before Buck, I think you’d rather have me find this than Sam or someone else.” He let out another groan and lowered his head to lean against your neck.

“Angel, please don’t talk about Sam while you’re on top of me and there’s porn playing on the TV.”

You laughed and ran your hands down his arms, letting one of your hands run up behind his neck and weaving your fingers into his hair. You gripped the back of his head and gently tugged him back up to face you.

“Why,” you sang, deciding to have some fun with him in his flustered state, “is this turning you on?” you whispered the last part.

Before he could respond you leaned down and kissed him. You didn’t bother to start off slow as you usually would, Bucky could taste the hunger from every parting of your lips. His hands gripped your waist, you rocked your weight forwards to rub against him. Bucky’s head clouded, his senses felt overloaded in the best way possible, your movements mixed with the sounds of the moaning coming from the TV were getting him hot. You pulled back before getting too carried away, a smile on your swollen lips.

“So, baby, tell me about it.” You said. It was Bucky’s turn to furrow his brows and he cocked his head to the side in question, mind still foggy from the feeling of you grinding on him.

“What kind of porn do you watch?” you clarified, looking at him like you just asked what his favorite color was.

“Uhm, you want to know about that stuff?” Bucky looked at you with caution, feeling out if he should listen to you or not.

“Well, yeah. I mean I don’t know how it was back then, but most people nowadays watch porn. It’s not super taboo to talk about it,” you explained. You weren’t going to force him to talk about it if he really didn’t want to, but your desire to hear what Bucky was into was strong.

He hesitated for a moment, looking in your eyes and seeing curiosity clouded with lust. He cleared his throat.

“Well, pretty much this stuff,” he gestured with his hand to the TV before putting it back on your waist, “there’s this girl on there, she kinda looks like you, so I buy the videos with her.” He closed his eyes and internally groaned at his words, he didn’t mean to come off so perverted. God, you had already found his porn, the last thing he needed was for you to be thinking he was a creep.

“Y’know that’s actually kinda sweet,” you giggled, “what do you like about those videos?”

Feeling a bit more comfortable knowing you weren’t grossed out, Bucky continued.

“I like the ones where it’s dark and slow. It’s usually quiet and there’s candles and stuff,” he explained shyly. Of all the surprises that came with dating Bucky, you had to admit finding out he was into romantic porn was one of the biggest ones.

Bucky cleared his throat again before questioning you, “Do you watch porn?” He felt almost wrong asking that. He knew that women in this age were more sexually liberated, but the words still felt sticky in his mouth.

“Oh, yeah, of course I do.” Bucky seemed surprised at how casually you answered. He raised his eyebrows, silently asking you to go on.

“Well specifically, I actually really like the videos that are like this,” you said, your head looking down at you straddling him, he followed your gaze, taking in how nice you felt on his lap. You leaned forward, bracing your hands on his chest. Your faces were so close your noses were almost touching. You could feel his rapid heart beat under your palm and the quick rise and fall of his chest. “Do you ever watch the ones that look like this, Bucky?” He looked up at you and nodded with wide eyes, his pupils were blown and his mouth was open like he was searching for the words to respond.

You grasped his jaw in your hand, your thumb on his chin, and looked him in the eyes. You wanted nothing more than to jump his bones, but with the newfound knowledge you had, you took your time with your actions. Within the last five minutes, Bucky had revealed to you not only that he liked soft, romantic porn, but that he also watched a specific actress because she looks like you. The one goal in your head was to fulfill his fantasy the best you could at the moment.

With his head still in your hand, you held your eye contact as you let your knees move out, grinding yourself against his growing erection. He let out an involuntary whimper. That was the last straw. You pulled his face to yours, joining him in a hard, yet loving kiss. Your arms wrapped around his neck, pushing your chest against his, trying to get as close as possible.

Bucky’s dick was painfully hard. He couldn’t focus on anything but the feeling of you on top of him. His body felt like it was on fire, he was insatiably horny and couldn’t control the way his hips bucked up to grind with you. He felt like a horny teenager the way his mind was filled only with images of you naked, imagining you like that on top of him like you were now.

You slipped your tongue past his lips, keeping your pace slow as you glided it across and bit at his lower lip. A moan made its way out of your mouth and into his as you felt him buck up against you.

You slid your hands down his chest, fumbling with the hem of his shirt before his arms raised, giving you access to peel it off him, throwing it up on the couch. Bucky kissed down your neck, licking over the shell of your ear, and sucking at the center of your throat. He reached down and slipped his hands under your shirt, sliding up and down your waist before gliding up and lifting your shirt over your head, discarding it with his.

Bucky wasted no time reaching around you and unclipping your bra and dragging it down your shoulders. He cupped your breasts, squeezing them with his large hands before bringing you into another tender kiss. Despite your frantic movements, there was a spark of passion cracking through the air, the both of you desperate to feel each other closer.

You broke the kiss, breathing heavily and resting your forehead against his.

“I wanna make love to you, y/n, please, let me make love to you,” he groaned with a slight whine in his voice. He sounded like he was about to crack.

“Please, Bucky.”

You leaned back on your hands and lifted your hips, giving Bucky the room to pull down your shorts and panties in a few swift tugs. He quickly got up on his knees and pulled down his sweats and boxers, sitting back down and tugging them off his legs. You reached your arms forward, Bucky grabbing a hold of your wrists and pulling you back to straddle him again. You gasped at the feeling of his cock under your bare pussy, your wetness from all the grinding and kissing making you slide over him.

You leaned forwards, capturing his lips between yours and raising yourself up on your knees. Reaching under yourself, you gripped his cock, wet with your arousal, and lined him up with your cunt. Bucky gripped your hips as you sank down on him, using every ounce of self control to stop himself from rutting up into you. You stayed like that for a second, adjusting to the way he filled you. Seeing the remote lying on the floor, you grabbed it and slightly turned up the volume, only enough so that you and Bucky could hear the actress in the video being ravished by her co-star.

Bracing your hands on his shoulders, you began to slowly move up and down over him, riding him just as you had told him you liked to watch. His hands moved up from your waist, squeezing your tits, pinching your nipples in between his fingers. You let out a hiss as he rolled them between his fore finger and his thumb, tugging on and rubbing his thumbs over them. He reached around to grab your ass, squeezing and rubbing your cheeks and you used him to pleasure yourself.

You were a moaning mess over him and he wasn’t much different. The room was filled with the sounds of the porn playing on the TV mixed with the sounds of your own cries of pleasure. If the neighbors hadn’t been woken up by the TV, they sure were by you two.

Bucky sat back on his knees, his hands slid down to your thighs, moving your legs from under them and wrapping your legs around his back. His arms worked their way back up to wrap around your waist, bringing you ever so close. The new angle pushed him even deeper up into you. He buried his head in the crook of your neck, giving you access to all the sweet, desperate sounds falling from his lips.

You were now pushing up with your feet behind him, rolling your hips over his. The new technique made your clit rub over his pelvis, the sensation making you throw your head back and let out a deep moan. He took the opportunity to continue kissing your neck, going lower with every lick and bite. He sucked at your collarbone, leaving a deep purple mark in its place.

Suddenly, he was using his arms to lift you up, not pulling out of you, and laying you down on the blanket-covered floor. You instinctively locked your ankles together, pulling him closer as he thrusted into you. Bucky had his metal arm holding himself up while his flesh one squeezed your breasts, feeling them move with his thrusts. He lowered his head to your chest and licked one of your nipples, grazing his teeth over it before taking it in between his lips and sucking. Your hands flew to the back of his head, singing praises as you wove your fingers into his hair. He continued to alternate between your breasts, leaving love bites around them and sucking on their sensitive peaks.

You could feel your body buzz with anticipation, you were so close. The moans escaping your mouth were lewd and uncontrolled. Bucky wrapped his flesh hand around your waist, lifting your chest flush against his.

You snaked your arms around his neck, pulling yourself up to kiss him. Nothing felt better than making love with Bucky felt. This was definitely not the first time you two had been intimate, but none of those previous times had ever been like this. You could feel the passion flowing through his body into yours. You looked up at his form over you, how beautiful he looked with the light of the TV screen glistening against the beads of sweat on his forehead. There was absolutely nothing in the world compared to having him, in all his beauty, to yourself like this.

Bucky’s heart was exploding in his chest. What had started out as an embarrassing, nightmare-fueled night had turned into the most intimate experience he ever had in his life. Love was already established in your relationship, but Bucky had never truly made love to you. He looked down in awe at your disheveled state, at the way your hair was sticking to your forehead, at the way the only light in the room gave you an angelic glow. He wanted nothing more than to give himself completely to you, to make you come all over him.

He leaned his forehead against yours, pushing his face forward once every few seconds to kiss you. He was close, and he wanted you to come with him. He leaned into you even more, his cheek pressed against yours, his lips next to your ear.

“I love you so much, y/n, God, you feel so good. I love you, I love you,” Bucky’s voice was deep and strained, his words being emphasized by each push into your wet pussy. You let out another loud moan.

“I love you, James,” you whined as he hit your sweet spot, “I love you so much.”

Bucky’s hand wedged itself in between the two of you, his fingers finding your clit and gently rubbing it. You were completely overwhelmed, this is what it felt like to make love to someone. Your body began to shake and your breathing became erratic. Bucky thrusted harder, working to push you over the edge.

“I want you to come in me, Bucky,” you gasped as his thrusts got faster and lost their rhythm.

Your mouth turned open in a silent scream as you came. Bucky felt your walls clench around him, squeezing the life out of him. He let out a shaky groan as he fell over the edge. His eyes shut tight and his body tensed as he spilled into you.

Wrapping his metal arm around your back and securing your body to his, he rolled on his flesh shoulder onto his back. You went limp against him, laying your head on his chest, listening to his heart beat slow down. He was still buried within you, connected to you. Letting your eyelids fall shut, you savored the feeling of being full of him and his love.

You lifted your head to kiss his jaw.

“I’m glad you called me, Bucky. I love you.”

“I am too, doll. I love you more.”

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[lovelycleon]

So I decided to make an analysis about the last scene of Infinite Darkness

But before I start with the fun part, I just want to tell you that my history with “angst ships”

I had a bad experience with another ship, soul mates full of angst tropes and true love, beautiful... and a really bad ending because the showrunner fought with the actors (I wasted years watching and I regret it).

Anyway, after suffering that kind of pain, no other ships and angst scenes can hit me hard enough. I'm numb or just got used to it. You choose.

So maybe the scene of Leon and Claire's argument wasn't that impactful for me because of that. But for all the fans who felt hurt, I understand and it's okay to feel that way, because the scene was meant to hurt. The scene exists because of that. And your feelings are valid.

So let's get to the fun part.

spoiler alert, it's not that fun, it actually hurts 😅

The scene starts with Leon going to meet Claire at the gates of the White House.

I don't think anyone denies the fact that, whatever Leon is doing, he just wants to protect Claire. And he doesn't want her involved because of it.

But this dialogue makes this even more evident if we analyze how it begins.

Nothing in a show or movie is by accident. Everything is handpicked for one reason or another. The meaning is not always that deep, but there is still a meaning behind it all.

So when – of all the ways a conversation can be started – they decide to make Claire joke that she sneaked out of the hospital, Leon takes it seriously and she has to clarify that it's a joke, there's a reason:

Show that Leon is taking what happened to her too serious, and Claire not that much.

When Claire makes a comment about when he's going to stop treating her like a kid and he says probably never. There's a reason:

Show that Leon wants to protect her (or being overprotective) and Claire doesn't like it.

Of course, some might argue that this specific line is capcom trying to show that their feelings aren't romantic and sink the ship completely. And, ok, people are free to think that.

But if they really wanted to sink cleon forever, they shouldn't have done the scene of Leon saving Claire the way they did. They did it because they knew it would tease a certain part of the fans... They knew exactly what they were doing...

And there's simply no reason to tease a ship you want to sink.

So no, I don't think that's it...

For me the scene means the classic and simple: "stop being worried about me🙄" "noooo🗣️"

Another way to intensify Leon being overprotective is Claire's broken arm. A reminder that she was injured following his plan. Just as she was hurt the last time they saw each other in Harvardville.

And yes, I know Degeneration made Claire hurt to take her out of the action. It is undeniable. But somehow I don't think the same situation and reason applies to Infinite darkness.

Because Claire was already out of combat, following Leon's plan and showing no intention of doing anything different. It's not like she's going to attack the monster that is several platforms higher than where she is. She couldn't fly around and there were no guns where she was anyway.

So why hurt her to get her out of combat if the story itself has already done that?

Again, you are free to think differently. Capcom made Claire dirty, she was underestimated and they wasted her potential. I won't argue with that, I'm also on the team Claire deserves better.

I just don't think it fits this specific situation.

The injured arm is there and a awkward conversation about Leon being overprotective starts because of it. I think it makes sense.

So moving on.

Claire mentions the chip and Leon looks disappointed for a moment and says he thought they were going to dinner.

This is to indicate that he didn't come to see her with the intention of breaking their friendship. Leon just wanted to spend a good time with her and nothing more. Some place a little more normal, maybe?👀

But Claire wants the chip and tells Leon her plan. The same plan that Shen May was killed trying to convince her partner to follow. Is there a parallel here?

The only difference is that Jason broke her neck while Leon decided to break Claire's heart.

Okay now I could show more parallels between them, but I won't because this is already too long and I know maybe I'm reading too much into this. Resident Evil isn't that deep most of the time 😂

Anyway, Claire asked for the chip and Leon said no.

And that's the point, right.

The climax of the conversation and the turning point in their relationship.

Note that Leon took a few seconds to say he couldn't. That was the moment when he made his decision...

He went to meet her for dinner, remember? He didn't expect to have this conversation or make a decision like that. But he had to.

Now, I'm not from the US and I don't trust politicians in general, fiction or not. But I admit this sounds realistic.

Just imagine if the president makes a speech about peace and prosperity and whatever and the next day the media reveals that members of the government are involved in BOW and planning an attack on another country.

At the very least, it won't look good.

In the worst case, it will be a catastrophe 😂

So... I don't agree with Leon, but I understand why he chose this.

It's an important decision, however. And how long it takes him to say something and how he's quiet after saying it shows he knows what's on the line. Not just the security of the country and “peace”, but also his relationship with Claire.

And despite everything... He didn't lie to her.

It would be much easier for Leon to simply say "the chip was destroyed in the fight" when she asked. Claire would never know about it and probably never doubt him. And they would still be fine with each other and having dinner.

But he didn't lie. Why?

Because their relationship is not based on lies. And it's not based on betrayals.

And while it may be hard to believe right now and it hurts to think about it, this relationship is still based on truth and trust in each other. And now their relationship is being tested.

It's easy to trust someone you're on good terms. How hard it must be to trust someone who has let you down.

There is a lot of room for development here.

Obviously Claire felt hurt in this moment. Maybe even betrayed. Heartbroken. I think we all feel that same way.

But Leon played fair there. He said he had the chip, showed it to her, and then said he wouldn't give it to her.

He was honest with her. And this act also shows respect.

They are two people with different points of view and that truth hurts.

There is silence as they look at each other. She never asked his reasons and he obviously never told them. The exchange of glances is enough for them to understand what was happening.

When Claire says “you do things your way and I do mine” it's almost like “do you know what that means? ”

Then Leon nods and another moment of silence. The time they need to accept that the relationship is broken.

Now that's angst

Interesting choice of camera angle. Showing her broken arm as a visual reminder of why he was pushing her away like that.

Claire leaves, but looks back and says again that his outfit doesn't suit him.

What's interesting here is that the director has done a few interviews over the past few weeks and he always said that the suit is a representation of Leon's position in government.

Claire commenting that it doesn't suit him is basically the writers/producers/directors admitting that this position doesn't look good.

And while all the characters praising Leon for his success, Claire is the one who sees this reality and who he truly is out of the suit (position)

And that's good angst.

Claire walks away and Leon with a sad look watching her leave and he has to say to himself "I will stop this".

Could it be just one of his one-lines? Yes.

Could it be a way for him to remind himself why he's doing this, even if it means sacrificing his relationship with Claire?

It's already done, now he has to make it worth it.

Whatever happens after that is a mystery.

I don't think Claire believes that Leon is going to cover up the government's involvement in things (their discussion would be much more intense if that were the case), she probably thinks he's going to resolve it internally without taking anything public, which is precisely what she wants to do.

I also don't think Leon believes Claire is going to give up on the investigation, he probably thinks it's going to take some time to her to get real evidence and he has time to carry out his plans.

But this is capcom... They are masters of forgetting plot points. So who knows.

Angst is only good if it has a good closure. I hope they keep that in mind.

In any other tv show that used this kind of angst trope and drama I would be completely fine...

I would expect a sequel to this plot. The characters find each other unexpectedly, having to work together and acting awkwardly because they don't know how to stick around each other after the argument. Then the story would develop and they would gradually mend their relationship.

That's the trope.

So that's all I can hope for.

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instead of you [part sixteen]

pairing: [best friend’s brother] tom holland x college!reader

summary: you didn’t expect to spend your summer pretending to be your best friend’s girlfriend- then again, you didn’t expect to fall for your best friend’s brother, either.

warnings: swearing, mentions of alcohol, smut (18+) additional warnings under the cut

word count: 3.1k

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smut warnings: female masturbation, porn, mentions of choking

“‘We’? Like, you and me?” you clarified, hoping you had misunderstood.

“Yeah, it’ll only take a second,” Tom assured you.

You looked to Sam for help, but he looked just as lost as you were. “I’ll go try and find a microwave to heat up your leftovers,” he offered and took the container back from you. “I’ll be right back, babe.”

“Okay...”

You watched him shrug past both you and Tom and then disappear into the hallway with a sinking feeling in your chest, knowing he trusted you completely. He had no reason not to, and that’s what consumed you. 

“What do you want?” you muttered, reluctantly stepping to the side to let Tom in. 

He didn’t answer right away, giving you a moment to collect yourself. His eyes followed you around the room as you found your pants and tugged them on. He averted his gaze when he realized you were getting dressed mumbling a “sorry” as he trained his eyes on the carpet. 

You sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to explain why he was there. 

“You weren’t there today,” was all he said. 

You blinked. “Yeah?”

“Was it because of me?”

“I wasn’t feeling well.”

Tom’s tongue poked at the inside of his cheek. “Is that all?”

“I had a lot to drink last night,” you reminded him. 

“So you don’t remember anything?”

“I never said that.”

“So it was because of me?”

“I never said that either.” You sighed. “If you’re here to ask me if I told him you kissed me, I didn’t. And you could’ve just texted me to ask.”

“No that’s not why- I don’t have your number anyway.”

“I’m in the trip group chat with your family.”

“Oh, right. I’ll save it to my contacts.”

The tension in the room was palpable. It felt like all of the air had been sucked out and replaced with thick, suffocating silence. Arbitrarily, you wondered who the most famous person in his phone was. He was a Marvel actor, he probably had Simu Liu’s number, right? Who would your contact information be sitting in between? Maybe if you ever forgave him for what he did you could ask him. 

“Is something funny?” The firmness of Tom’s voice cut through your train of thought and brought you back to the present. “Why are you smiling?”

“It doesn’t matter,” you said despondently. “Sam’s gonna be back soon. What did you want?”

“I just wanted to check up on you. Sam said you were sick.”

“Oh, so you wanted to see if I was lying?”

“No! God, why is it so hard to believe that I’m genuinely concerned about you?”

“Because last night you only seemed concerned about yourself.”

Tom pursed his lips and shoved his hands in his pockets, expelling a breath harshly. “Okay, I deserved that.”

You hummed in agreement, and let your eyes trail down the veins of his arms to where they disappeared into his pockets. It looked like he was fiddling with a coin or something small, but you couldn’t tell. 

“Are you feeling better?” he said the last part through gritted teeth.

“Yes, thank you. This chat has helped considerably.”

Tom rolled his eyes. “You’re impossible, you know that?”

“Well, lucky for you I’m not your problem to deal with. I'm Sam’s.”

He flexed his hand in his pocket and sighed. “Okay, well, I also wanted to apologize again for...” the word kiss seemed to die on his lips, poetic irony at its finest. “Being a dick.” Less poetic. 

He finally fished his hand out of his pocket, holding a delicate piece of paper between his pointer and index fingers. He shifted uncomfortably where he was leaning against the dresser. “We went to the Academic Gallery today. I saw this in the gift shop and thought of you.” He presented you with what turned out to be a postcard, creased down the middle unevenly and smudged with pen ink.

You turned it over to look at the front first, admiring the artwork printed on it. It was a picture of Michelangelo’s David drawn in swoopy black lines and filled in with watercolor paint. Instead of a museum, the statue was in the middle of a garden, the centerpiece among dozens upon dozens of flowers. 

 “Sorry it’s folded,” he mumbled. “It wouldn’t fit in my pocket.”

You flipped it over to read the back only to see iou scribbled in his handwriting and nothing else. You turned it over again to see if you had missed something on the front, but there was nothing.

You looked up at him in confusion. “Iou?” 

“Yeah, you know... I feel really bad about last night, and I don’t really know how to make it up to you so I’m letting you decide.”

“That’s not really how it works.”

“I think that this counts as an exception, since we’re kind of in uncharted territory.”

“Maybe for you. My boyfriend’s brothers make out with me all the time.”

“Fuck you, I didn’t make out with you- it was barely a peck.”

You narrowed your eyes at him. “It was more than a peck.”

His cheeks were beginning to grow pink with what you couldn’t tell was either embarrassment or frustration. He cleared his throat awkwardly and changed the subject. “Anyway, if you ever need a favor or anything, just let me know. Think of it as me owing you one.”

“And do I have to give back the postcard when I cash in this ‘favor’?” you asked.

“No, you can keep it.”

“Good, because I was going to keep it anyway.”

He chuckled in spite of himself and shook his head. “Knew you’d like it.”

You flattened the card on your lap, smiling as you tried to iron out the little crease with your fingers. 

“It’s pretty, thank you.”

Tom nodded in acknowledgement and straightened his posture. “I should get going. I just wanted to give you that, and see how you were doing since tomorrow’s a travel day and I know you get a little motion sick sometimes. I didn’t want... whatever you’d come down with to make it worse.”

How did he know that? Had Sam told him? You didn’t have time to ask because he was already walking towards the door. He paused when he reached it and turned his head towards you, hand already on the knob. 

“Good night, y/n.”

“Good night, Tom.”

  He opened the door and let himself out into the hallway, catching it suddenly on his foot as he saw Sam coming off the elevator. Tom held the door for Sam, since his hands were full, and then said goodnight to his brother as he finally left.

“Sorry, I couldn’t find the microwave,” he explained. “I had to ask the night manager and they heated it up in the break room for me.”

“Oh, Sam, you didn’t have to do that! I would’ve eaten it cold.”

“I know you would have, and that’s why I’m not letting you.” You gave him a look, which he ignored and handed you the container of food. “It’s carbonara, it’s one of the things Rome is known for. I couldn’t have you eating it lukewarm.” 

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

He ran a hand through his hair and took a seat next to you on the edge of the bed, pulling the ottoman closer to use it as a makeshift table. He watched as you tried the first bite, gauging your reaction. It was something he did whenever he cooked for you, especially if he was trying out a new recipe. He always needed your approval, and valued it above anybody else’s. But he hadn’t even made this, and as his eyes searched your face you found yourself wondering if they were looking for something else. 

“Do you like it?” 

You breathed a quiet sigh of relief. Your paranoia was starting to get the better of you. “It’s delicious,” you assured him. “I’m sad I missed dinner.”

“I’m sad you missed the whole day. Spending time with my family without you was hell.”

“Oh come on, it’s probably good that you got some real family time.”

“It’s real family time when you’re there. It felt like something was missing.” 

You let a small smile slip past your lips despite the guilt that bubbled under the surface. You pushed it down and took another bite of the carbonara. 

“You’re not just saying that to make me feel better, are you? It can’t have all been bad. Tell me about the good stuff. I wanna hear that.”

Sam nodded and pushed his curls back again, grinning like he’d been caught. “Fine, maybe there were some okay moments.”

“And what were they?”

“We went to the Accademia Gallery today. I think you would have really liked it. They had a whole wing of instruments from some of the most famous inventors and musicians from history. They even had pianos from Bartolomeo Cristorfori, the inventor of the piano.”

“Wow,” you said, impressed. “I bet it was beautiful.”

“Of course if it was played, it wouldn’t sound anything like the piano we’re used to hearing today, but I’m sure it would still sound incredible.”

“Even if it hasn’t been tuned in a few hundred years?”

It was his turn to give you a look. “Yes, of course.”

“Sorry.”

“And they had a Strativerius, I don’t even want to know how valuable that thing is. It must cost millions. I took some pictures for you, but I know they won’t compare to the real thing. The lighting in museums never does the art justice.”

He handed his phone to you to scroll through. You swiped the photos, smiling whenever you came across a selfie he’d taken with a statue or painting. You reached the pictures of David and couldn’t help but zoom in on-

“Hey!” Sam yelped and grabbed his phone back from your hands.

“What!”

“Michelangelo would be so ashamed of you! I bet he’s rolling in his grave right now.”

“No way! If anyone appreciated good dick, it was Michelangelo.” 

“Unbelievable.” 

“If you don’t want me to judge these statue’s penises, don’t take pictures of them.”

“I didn’t take pictures of their penises! I took pictures of the whole statue- you’re zooming in on- you know what, nevermind. Arguing with you about this is pointless.”

“Smart boy.”

Sam rolled his eyes at you and put his phone in his back pocket. “Oh yeah, did Tom give you that postcard?”

“He told you about that?” you asked, suddenly panicking. Sam hadn’t said anything about last night so far, but maybe Tom had-

“Yeah, said he wanted to give you an iou for the limoncello last night.”

“What?”

“He said you paid the tab for it since he left his wallet in the room and that he wanted to pay you back for it.”

“Oh. Right.”

Another lie. You had very much not paid for the drinks last night. Tom had. And you knew he had to make an excuse for why he was buying his brother’s girlfriend something from the gift shop, but to add another lie to the ever-growing list made your throat burn with regret. You wouldn’t be able to keep the secret forever, and it was only a matter of time before everything came crashing down around you. 

-

In the morning you took the train from Rome to Naples, and then took a taxi to Sorrento to spend the last bit of your week in Italy by the sea. The atmosphere was much more relaxed than it had been in the busy cities of Rome and Florence. Even though there were still hordes of tourists, they were far more dispersed and less overbearing than you expected. The whole town seemed slowed down, like it had escaped the chokehold of time. 

Sam’s parents took everyone out to lunch by the water and went over the schedule for the next day and a half. 

“So, you’re on your own after dinner tonight, and then tomorrow morning we’re going to take the ferry to Capri for the day before our flight that night,” Nikki explained as she read through the spreadsheet on her phone. 

“There’s an Irish pub down the street from our hotel,” Harry said. “Do you guys want to go after we eat tonight?”

“I’m down,” Sam agreed. 

“Sounds good,” Tom chimed in.

The boys all looked at you for your answer, but you hesitated. Thinking about what happened the last time you drank didn’t make you eager to do it again, and you were already exhausted from travelling.

“I’ll pass.”

“What? Why?” Sam asked, sticking out his bottom lip in a pout.

You leaned into him, resting your head on his shoulder with a sigh. “I’m tired, and I’d rather go somewhere Italian... since we’re in Italy.”

Harry shrugged. “Your loss.”

“We’ll have a shot in your honor, babe,” Sam said and pressed a kiss to your temple. 

“Please don’t. Something tells me you’ll have plenty to drink without an extra shot for me.”

“You know us so well.”

After dinner, you walked back to the hotel with the Hollands and said good night to Sam’s parents before parting ways to your separate rooms. Sam went with you to change into clothes for going out while you changed into pajamas. 

“Are you sure you don’t want to go?”

You nodded from where you were on the bed and yawned. Sam didn’t push any further, instead resolving to finish getting ready in silence. He paired his black jeans with a pair of converse and a dark green button up over a black t-shirt. 

He turned to you for approval.

“Fake girlfriend approved?”

“Fake girlfriend approved,” you repeated and gave him a thumbs up. 

“Okay, well I’m headed out,” he announced. 

“Have fun! Don’t kiss any cute girls without me!” 

It was something you always said to each other, but it sounded strange since it was supposed to be coming from his girlfriend. Sam just chuckled and blew you a kiss as he let himself out. 

You heard him greet his brothers outside and then listened to their footsteps fade into the distance before pulling up an incognito window on your phone. It had been weeks since you’d been able to get off and it was killing you. The amount of stress this trip had given you only made it worse. You were wound so tight that you were sure you’d snap soon if you didn’t get some relief. 

And you thought that maybe if you rubbed one out it might help you forget about... the confusing feelings you had for your best friend’s brother. 

Seeing as you had the night to yourself, you figured you might as well take advantage of it. You copied a link from your notes app and pasted the url into the address bar. You didn’t feel like digging through your luggage to find your earbuds so you set the volume low enough for only you to hear. 

The video started playing and you let your hand wander from your side up to your neck, brushing your hand lightly across your collarbone. You traced the curve of your breasts with a finger before squeezing one of them gently, feeling your nipple harden under your palm. You only had one hand to use since the other was holding your phone, but you made do. 

The video was one of your favorites, one you found yourself watching at least once a week. It was one of the few videos of hetero couples you had favorited, and it started with the guy going down on the girl before fucking her...

You admired the muscles on the man’s back, watching intently as they flexed whenever he moved his head. The woman moaned, struggling to keep her legs open while he brought her closer and closer to orgasm. 

You let your hand travel down further until it was sitting at the waistband of your pajama shorts. You knew you had a while before Sam would be back, but you were too impatient to wait. You propped your phone up on a pillow next to you to free your other hand as you started to play with your clit. 

You pictured someone’s head in between your thighs, imagining them moaning against your pussy as they tasted you for the first time. 

The man was taking his pants off now and lining himself up with his partner’s pussy. You tried to follow along, putting yourself in the moment with the couple. You gathered your own wetness on two of your fingers to lubricate them and slid them inside yourself, sighing in relief. Your entire body tensed as it accommodated to the stretch and you gave yourself a few beats before moving your fingers. 

When you finally did, you felt yourself relax and sped up your pace so that it matched the actors on screen.

The angle the video was shot at hid the man’s face and you found yourself wondering what he looked like. If you squinted you could almost picture Tom- no. You tried to shake the thought from your mind, but it was already there. 

Closing your eyes didn’t help either. You just imagined Tom’s fingers sliding in and out of you instead of your own, imagined the veins on his arms becoming more pronounced as he tightened his grip on your thigh. 

“Fuck,” you cursed, knowing you should stop. 

You were too close to stop now, and the pleasure was clouding your judgement. Suddenly the man brought his hand up to the girl’s throat and began to choke her, sending her hurtling into her own orgasm. You moaned accidentally, thinking about Tom’s hand around your throat. You curled your fingers up so that you were hitting your g-spot and whimpered pathetically.

This was wrong. This was bad. Not only were you fantasizing about your best friend’s brother, but you were confusing yourself even further. 

You tried to fight it, at least that’s what you told yourself, but all you could hear were Tom’s moans echoing through the speaker. You pictured the way he’d look on top of you. His eyes would be so dark and he’d be smirking like the cocky asshole he was, chain hanging down in your face- just inviting you to take it into your mouth. It didn’t take long before you felt your orgasm begin to build. The video was still playing in the background, the man still chasing his own high and bringing his partner to her second orgasm, but you’d tuned it out by now. You came around your fingers thinking about Tom’s hips snapping into yours. 

You were fucked.

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After playing the Insanity DLC last month, they played Control on the Ubisoft Twitch channel and once again invited Nikki Foy, the main scriptwriter, to talk about it. Summarized below (spoilers ahead!) is what she, as well as the two hosts, Chris Watters and Youssef Maguid, said:

In Insanity, it seemed obvious that Citra had to be the villain. In Control, it wasn’t that simple, and it couldn’t be Ajay because Pagan doesn’t see him as one. According to Nikki Foy, Pagan is obsessed with perfection and being in control, hence the name of the DLC. She said that, in Far Cry 4, “he’s telling Ajay these stories about how amazing he is and how he’s been betrayed at every turn and it’s not his fault that’s he’s doing terrible things” (to be very honest with you, I don’t really agree with this). She thinks Pagan hid his “animalistic side” and the truth of what he has done, and The Tyrant represents that part of himself he’s repressed but that’s bleeding through the cracks anyway. In some of the visions, we get to see things he doesn’t want people to see, things he wants to hide because they make him look bad (like when he suggests Ishwari should get an abortion), and he’s basically fighting against his flaws in Control.

She said that, unlike Vaas, who doesn’t have that clarity, Pagan is very self-aware. He’s not delusional, just never satisfied. He’s trying to be flawless but it’s impossible to achieve perfection, and this is what’s driving him to madness. He also expects this level of perfection from everyone else and sees himself as a Hero (with a capital H).

The three of them agreed that Troy Baker was a great actor. He also played The Tyrant, which means that, in Control, he got to play both the hero and the villain.

They also said the DLC looked awesome. Since it takes place in Pagan’s mind, she said that the world looks great partly because he has high standards in terms of architecture and thinks he deserves the best.

The currency in this episode is Respect because Pagan has so much money that he doesn’t really care about it anymore, it’s almost worthless to him. From Vaas’ point of view, money rules the world. From Pagan’s, respect is the highest currency.

She thought it was great to have the opportunity to revisit Yuma, to learn more about their relationship, and to have her be a villain again. She explained Yuma followed Pagan when he was fanatical but hated that he became more “normal” when he got a family. Then, it was Yuma who became even more fanatical. Pagan believes she was the one who told Mohan about Ishwari’s affair. According to Nikki Foy, even though he’s an unreliable narrator and that’s just what he believes, “he’s a smart guy”. So, in the DLC, it was definitely Yuma who told Mohan (I want to clarify that what actually happened in Far Cry 4 is still uncertain and up to interpretation, though).

The Lakshmana Pagan imagines is older than the “real” Lakshmana, who died as a baby before she could even talk. This is because she represents what he’s projecting on her. She is an idealized version of his dead daughter, a perfect little girl who tells him he is perfect.

She thinks the mission “For King and Country”, which takes place in the Durgesh Prison, is the hardest part of the entire Season Pass and strongly advises getting a power that improves fire defense in that DLC. She also loves the sound that coins make when you walk on them in Durgesh.

In the Delusion “House on Fire”, when we heard the gunshot and Ishwari’s scream, Chris Watters, who was the one playing, seemed reluctant to exist the Ghale Homestead knowing Lakshmana had just been murdered outside. He humorously said, “I don’t know if I can handle this one, Nikki”. She laughed and revealed that he messaged her before the stream and told her that, as the father of a 3-year-old daughter, playing Control gave him “psychic damage”.

When a viewer commented Pagan was shorter than Ishwari, they all called him a “shortcake”. They (as well as Marla Kishimoto, voice designer, who was in the chat) also discussed his outfit and said they thought his shoes clashed with his suit. However, they match with his weapons.

Someone in the chat asked what the QR code in Far Cry 6 meant but they unfortunately didn’t know anything about it.

#they had a great time it was fun #youssef also invented a word for ‘the day after tomorrow’ #it’s ‘bloko’ #simply because he likes the sound of it haha #far cry 6 season pass #far cry 6 become the villain #far cry 6 control #pagan control #pagan min #yuma lau #ajay ghale #ishwari ghale #lakshmana min #I wish they had chosen pagan or his dad in ‘thicker than water’ because I have... questions #nikki foy #chris watters #youssef maguid #troy baker #far cry 4 #far cry 4 spoilers #I definitely interpreted pagan differently #she’s very right when she says he’s self-aware though #far cry 6 insanity spoilers #vaas insanity spoilers

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Back again with a s&b request lol

I’ve been going through the books again, and I was reminded of my love for Nikolai “entity of chaos” Lantsov, and I was wondering if you have any general headcanons for him? Like, just little things about how you see him?

You already know I love him lol, but I’m very curious to hear any ideas you might have about him <3

oooh general headcanons for characters are always super interesting to see and write, but I have to admit that I have not yet thought about any. even though I absolutely love nikolai, especially as sturmhond, really the only characters I've actually kind of looked into more were the darkling, jesper and kaz. the latter barely. I'm absolutely hyped to try this though, so I'll gladly take on that challenge!

- I've said this in the last post already, but personally I can only see him with long, wavy, blond hair, basically the same way sam will always be blond to me no matter how often sarah j. maas is gonna describe his hair as brown. on one hand, I can simply not picture him with short locks, and on the other, I just adore everything that comes with it - for example the way it looks with his captain hat, and how he always puts it in a low bun when he's concentrating on strategising etc. also I badly need the mental image of alina braiding his hair into a really childish plaid, then pulling out the two front strands and making him look like an elf

- he's a certified theatre kid. he's a really good actor, depicting his characters and emotions so well that it's almost scary to watch how he changes once he stops acting. often makes the people around him nervous - because, well, you cannot ever know whether he is playing a role or being himself and whether you can trust him or if he's decieving you

- I feel like it's also safe to say that he's a talented singer. he's a natural at everything he tries, which is why a ton of people both love and despise him at the same time. anyway so yeah, he can sing. he isn't like a professional or anything and he doesn't practice at all, but he's good

- Sturmhond's captain hat is one of his most prized treasures. He'd slay anyone daring to touch it, and probably he'd jump off a cliff if it ever got lost/torn/won by someone else. and even though it's very clear because he never takes it off, there's also times when everyone's just panicking because he made another bet which he is so convinced he'll win (while nobody else is), his hat on the line. he gets it back one way or another, but you'd think he'd learn after some time. if he ever sincerely falls in love with someone, and he's sure about it, and he puts his hat on their head when their hair gets blown into their face by the wind - don't mind me getting all romantic here okay, that's basically a marriage proposal

- he has horribly good taste in clothing. like, I'm jealous, i am so jealous. how are people fashionable, how is nikolai so good at styling himself and others. I can absolutely see him just snorting in the corner of the ballroom when he sees people walking in in dresses and colours that make them look like a chicken in a tuxedo

- he just - does things. this is canon but I feel the need to clarify. he's so spontaneous, so impulsive, and yet so cunning and clever and ugh. I can't even describe how this affects his doing, his decisions and the others all around him, but hopefully you understand just from what I've already said

alright that's it for today lmao

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