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antialiasis · 2 years

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Belated additional thoughts on Groundhog Day the musical

Yes hello you thought I had stopped but the other day I discovered there is now at least one full bootleg of Groundhog Day on YouTube that is (mostly) significantly higher-quality than the one I'd previously obtained, and I rewatched it and had even more disorganized thoughts on it. (Hi, if you're new here, see my Groundhog Day tag for the previous thoughts, which were many)

In Rita's first diary entry from day one, she brings up other stuff before she brings up Phil; he's the asshole she expected him to be, and ultimately basically an eye-roll-worthy footnote in her otherwise fun day. On day two, when Phil's been more noticeably erratic, she first brings up that she's been working with Phil Connors, because the simply strange way he's been acting has made him a slightly more noteworthy part of her day, compared to the first iteration.

On day one Phil goes "Think I'm gonna lose it altogether if one more person talks about the weather…" a few times, and is then interrupted by Mrs. Lancaster on "talks--" for the last one. On day two he just goes "Think I'm gonna lose it altogether if one more person talks," and stops there without being interrupted - he's just exasperated with any of these people talking to him, at all, especially if they're going to act like it's yesterday.

The sheer variety of different things they pull out to depict a car chase onstage is suuuuuuch a goddamn delight. Turntables, car exoskeleton in two halves around sitting actors, extras moving the halves around them to simulate up-and-down movement, miniatures, simulating motion through extras moving miniature backgrounds, overhead miniatures… The sheer inventiveness of it is just nuts. Throw all of the awards at Matthew Warchus please.

The choreography of Philandering where Phil kind of dances along to everything, moves in time with the music, eggs on the groundhog and then makes a little thing of artfully dodging the swinging sun, etc., is just so fun. Prior to that he's never in sync with the townspeople for all the celebrations at all, resolutely out of step with them; here he still sticks out but he is playing a fluid part in it all, because he's (for the moment) actually enjoying it all and knows the moves and is seamlessly a part of it.

I love how many bits in the "One Day" sequence imply other iterations we don't see. Like how Phil makes a weird point of going "I love kids!" during the snowball fight, which Rita agrees with - we don't see it but we know that previously he said something about how he can't stand the little bastards and got a negative reaction.

Phil is getting so desperate on the last iteration of the Rita date. Part of the reason it's so creepy is he's just unable to even make any of it sound convincing anymore because his mental state has been deteriorating and he's absolutely clinging to the idea that he must be able to win this and get anything he wants. (The powerlessness of realizing and finally accepting that he just can't, despite everything, sort of triggers the depressive spiral.)

The choreography at the end of One Day as Phil starts spiralling, pulling his coat tighter, seeming out of sync again and scared and vulnerable and then undressing and flinching away from the people and just crawling back into his bed, oof.

"That's it for me live from Punxsutawney" has just a liiiittle extra emphasis on live that is definitely intentional.

Phil is uncomfortable and moves away from Rita when she's trying to comfort him by putting her arm around him on the bench after he confesses what's going on. This is definitely because of all the times that he painstakingly tried to manipulate affection out of her - some part feeling like he's somehow accidentally doing that again when he wasn't even trying to and doesn't even want that right now (and probably feels at least a bit gross about it), some part kneejerk conditioned expectation that that Always Goes Horribly Wrong and he should stay away.

Phil holds his jacket up in front of his face so Fred and Debbie won't recognize him during "If I Had My Time Again", really enjoy that detail. Usually he kind of likes them to recognize him, says thanks for watching at least - he probably gets a little ego boost out of it, and he's willing to go through the motions of it even when he isn't feeling it. But right now he just doesn't want the attention and is exhausted by everything and just does not want to deal with that. A little later in the choreography they do recognize him and he still signs autographs and smiles briefly (and forcedly) for the photo, clearly running on autopilot.

For the whole first half of the "If I Had My Time Again" choreography he's kind of trying to not enjoy himself, giving back all the festival food he's given, etc. He takes off the pendant he's given after escaping from the crowd, like he's done on previous days, but that's when Rita goes "I'd sample all the samples, look at things from different angles," and he actually puts it back on and has a sip of the coffee. And then begins to tell her about where he went skinny-dipping in a frozen-over pond and learned to drive an 18-wheeler through a store window, warming up slightly into having fun, a little bit (that one post suggesting he's putting a positive spin on some of his suicide attempts there is very plausible and I love it).

The way the tilt-a-whirl bit just ends up in Phil staring at Rita in wonder as she's having the time of her life. It's so hard for him to remember that having fun like that at something so simple is even a thing you can do. (He could have seen that in the townspeople, of course, but he hasn't been thinking of them as people and their joy has just been annoying.)

"You always have a really good day, except for when I mess it up for you." There's a little pause before he says this, like he's just realizing it.

"You know, this is the, uh… This is the best day that I can remember?" has this uncertain tone to it, like he half thinks that just sounds really pathetic.

I love how purely platonic that one day is. Romance and sex are the furthest thing from Phil's mind, he actively rejects physical contact, they just hang out and do some kinda fun things and make jokes and that's the first time they just actually connect as human beings and that's what sparks a little bit of joy for him again. And then what's the first thing he does the next morning? Trying to connect with other people as human beings too, shed his jerkass habits and just actually treat them as people.

He has a little chuckle at echoing the popsicle line without actually calling attention to it or anything there on the first day post-"If I Had My Time Again", in a way that makes it seem fond, and that's just cute.

After taking a picture with Fred and Debbie he tells them to have fun today! No catchphrases or thanks for watching this time, just hey, I hope you enjoy your day. How lovely.

"I was talking to Buster and he thinks we can get the best shot right about here." So he was actually talking to people in town, getting their opinions! Like they matter! And wants Larry's opinion, too!

Phil making a note of Jensen's name, wanting to remember it, after bringing him into the hospital. Just that little "Jensen." says so much.

During "Philanthropy" he gets Mrs. Lancaster into the snowball fight with the kids and she loves it oh my god

In general, I was prepared to maybe enjoy it less than when I was originally hyperfixating on it and notice the flaws more or feel more ambivalent overall, but instead I just found myself being re-delighted with most everything about it. The way it's staged and directed is so clever and I love Andy Karl's Phil Connors so much, what a precisely Me(tm) character. I didn't even mention how much I enjoy all of his body language. Or the quality pained grunt after Rita slaps him at the end of the date sequence.

please watch this musical I love it so much

#groundhog day #groundhog day musical #groundhog day the musical #ramble #musicals #my buttons #hhhhhhh #I love this goddamn musical

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#151 - Get In Losers, We’re Going To Eternal Damnation - Forests (2022)

I don’t really know how to start this review, so I guess we can just get right into it.

So from what I gathered, this is a very lukewarm album for me, but I don’t want to dull over the negatives. I think the album’s strongest element is the instrumentation. I really like the math rock instrumentals on here. Not only do they work mighty well for a more punkish, midwestern Emo sound, but they also are a delight to hear. They remind me of a more fast paced Don Caballero, which I found new love after hearing American Don for the first time. This style of Midwest Emo and Math Rock does create some earworms, and I am all for it. I love how jammy and full of force they play sometimes, especially on tracks like Snowball and Jazz Ruined My Life. They clearly are really high class instrumentalists.

My problem lies in only one thing, the vocals. Oh god, the vocals on this album are some of the weakest I have heard in this year. They sound so monotonous, which doesn’t work well for their fast paced and punkish music. Not only that but they just don’t mix well at all. They have this weird echo effect that makes them a headache to listen to. Not only that, but I feel they come off as extremely corny. Have you ever heard a middle schooler going through an Emo phase and trying to sing? That is what the vocals sound like, and it is not charming or good in the slightest. Really, I think the album would be a very strong 4.5 to even a 5 star if they kept these songs instrumental, but because of the vocals, it just lowers the grade significantly. The instrumentals are charming and really well done, but the singing just absolutely butchers this album down several pegs.

I wish I could like this album a lot more than it stands. I don’t have much to add on here since the album really only has 1 positive aspect and 1 negative aspect in my mind, but I guess if you like the more midwestern Emo sounding math rock this’d not be a bad album to check out, I just hope one day they release an instrumental variant so I can actually stomach it right.

3/5

#music review #album review #math rock #punk rock #rock

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murasaki-murasame · 3 years

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Thoughts on Higurashi Sotsu Ep15 [FINALE]

For better or worse I think Ryukishi achieved exactly what he set out to do with this series, and I guess everyone’s just gonna be forced to reckon with how they feel about his own perspective on this franchise versus how they feel about it, lol.

Anyway, thoughts under the cut, plus Umineko spoilers.

I’m not entirely sure where to even start with this, but I guess the TL;DR is that I honestly think Gou/Sotsu was ultimately just fine despite it’s issues, and part me of can’t help but be like ‘I told you so, lol’ about how this really did end with this episode, and also committed pretty hard to the Umineko prequel elements.

It’s not like all of my theories were correct in the end, but I at least think I was pretty spot on in my prediction last week that this would end with the miracle of them side-stepping the sword issue entirely and choosing the third option of forgiveness and reconciliation. And also them ending it with an epilogue where we go back to the Matsuribayashi timeline and get a happy ending for Rika and Satoko that provides a ‘non-magical interpretation’ for the story while also giving us an idea of how Bern and Lambda formally split off into their own entities and start the relationship we see in Umineko.

I didn’t quite expect them to go down the route of having them agree to just spend a few years apart and accept that they don’t need to literally always be together, but I think that was a really good way to wrap things up between them. It’s pretty much the healthiest compromise to their conflict that doesn’t come across like it completely invalidates one of their dreams. I get why it feels too anti-climactic and convenient for people, but when you pull at that thread you get into wider topics of what the entire story is about, since this was always going to end with Satoko being redeemed and forgiven. People might not have taken him seriously, but Ryukishi was 100% genuine about his regrets about Matsuribayashi’s ending, and how part of why he came up with this new story was to create a better ending, while also doing more with Satoko as a character.

Basically I think a lot of the fandom negativity towards this boils down to people fundamentally disagreeing with the idea that Matsuribayashi was even ‘flawed’ in this sort of way to begin with, or that Satoko was badly written. It’s valid to disagree on this stuff, but at the very least we all have to grapple with how Ryukishi has his own specific relationship with this series.

People like to focus on how he’s a troll who likes to mess with people, but I feel like this is a bit of a wake-up call for people about how he’s actually extremely sincere, almost to a fault, and he likes to use his stories as a vehicle for expressing his personal philosophies and ideals.

This whole story is also a good example of how he just sees this as ultimately being a fictional story about fictional characters, and not literally a matter of real people who need to be sentenced for their crimes or whatever. As early as the original VN he was almost being outright preachy about the message that nobody is irredeemable, and that philosophy carries through to this. But to be more specific, nobody *in this story* is irredeemable. He’s pretty open about the fact that in practice you can’t apply this sort of ideal to real life, but fictional stories are their own separate matter.

I think this whole issue of how he views this as a story first and foremost is also the central reason why this ended in a way that comes across as Satoko being let off too easy for her crimes. One way or another, Ryukishi’s made it clear that he sees this as being no different to how other characters had arcs where they committed crimes but still got forgiven, or how Takano is basically a straight up war criminal who also got forgiven for her crimes.

Anyway, this episode at least committed to the Umineko stuff, so that was satisfying. Sure there’s people that still want to deny it, but at this point I think a lot of people are just being stubborn, so it’s not like anything would have really convinced them, lol. I’m also genuinely not sure what people even would have expected them to do beyond what we saw her, aside from having the two of them literally put on their gothic lolita outfits and turn to the camera and go ‘we are literally Bernkastel and Lambdadelta from the video game series Umineko When They Cry’. I almost feel like there’s some kind of misunderstanding from people who aren’t familiar with Umineko when it comes to the idea of what it even means for this to be ‘an Umineko prequel’, or ‘a Bern/Lambda origin story’. I mean, this is quite literally exactly what I expected and hoped for in that regard. It’s not like I was expecting them to incorporate anything related to, like, Beatrice or the Ushiromiya family.

I think this is also one of those things where you just have to decide for yourself whether or not you want to earnestly engage with the story that’s being told, or if you want to assume that there’s some level of malice or trickery going on.

To be honest, I wasn’t expecting them to literally have Rika and Satoko recite part of Bern and Lambda’s final conversation with each other word for word, lmao. Combined with the scene at the end where ‘Witch Satoko’ talks to herself about how she’s going to give her body back to Satoko while she goes chasing after Rika, it was literally just the exact origin story of their relationship as it’s depicted in Umineko.

I still feel like this would all only really be ‘worth it’ if we actually get something like a full on anime remake for Umineko, but at this point I can’t help but feel satisfied with this part of it all.

It’s not like I think Gou/Sotsu as a whole is perfect or anything, though. I don’t hate it as much as basically everyone else does, but I think Ryukishi’s the sort of VN writer who really struggles with the shift to writing for an anime. I think a big part of the frustration people have is just from how this is formatted as a weekly anime series spread across basically an entire year, instead of being something like a stand-alone VN chapter that you can read at whatever pace you want, even if it ultimately takes the same amount of time to read as it would to watch all of Gou/Sotsu.

There’s also the whole issue of this being a sort-of-remake, which snowballed into a whole list of structural problems. They absolutely tried too hard to have their cake and eat it too, and they should have just committed to it being made for old fans only, instead of trying to sincerely incorporate elements from the VN that old fans don’t care about anymore because they’ve gone over it already.

And as I’ve said several times before, it was a major issue for them to decide to put Nekodamashi in the middle of Gou and then spend like 20 episodes on flashback answer arcs until finally getting back to that cliffhanger. I’ve been waiting until this all ended to decide exactly how I feel about that, and now that it’s all over I still think it was a really bad idea. I don’t think it was an issue for them to reveal that Satoko’s the culprit that early, but having the gun cliffhanger specifically happen that early just gave people misguided expectations and tainted the answer arcs because people were just impatient to get back to the cliffhanger. And then the cliffhanger itself ended up being somewhat anti-climactic, which is what I’d been fearing would happen. It would have worked fine if they shuffled it around so that the cliffhanger happened right before Kagurashi and was followed up in the very next episode, or if this was a VN where you could binge your way through the flashback stuff, but spending like half of an entire real-life year to get back to that point only to have the resolution be ‘Satoko just shoots Rika and the death loops keep going’ just didn’t really work properly.

I’m a lot more generous towards the Akashi arcs than most people are, since I think they really over-estimate how much re-used content there is there, but they still suffer from the central issue of the show trying to be accessible for new fans. It could have been heavily condensed otherwise, without losing anything in terms of Satoko’s whole character arc.

On the other hand I think the first half of Kagurashi was awful specifically because it highlighted how bad of an idea it was to put Nekodamashi so early in the story. They still ended up having to go back to that arc and repeat it anyway, in the most 1:1 recap-y way in the whole show, but that wouldn’t have even been an issue in the first place if that was instead the first time that arc happened in the show.

I’ve been thinking a lot about how I would rearrange the story to make it flow better while still following Ryukishi’s intentions, and I think they could have condensed it into a 2-cour season with this sort of structure if they did something like this:

-First arc where Rika gets thrown back into the loop and quickly figures out that somebody intentionally caused this to happen, and it’s not Takano because at least in this idea of mine she’d try and investigate her only to find out that this version of Takano regrets everything and is planning to flee the village with Tomitake.

Basically I think this could tie into the idea of Satoko initially wanting to just concoct an idea world for Rika so that she won’t want to leave this time, but sort of like what I think happens in Saikoroshi, Rika would still reject it, and this time around there’d be the additional layer of her knowing that somebody did this to her for an unknown reason. Maybe they could even initially market it as a new adaptation or a remake of Saikoroshi, and then reveal that it’s a sequel, to keep that whole element to the series. Either way I think this would end with everything going to shit when Rika rejects that fragment and wants to go back to St. Lucia’s, and Satoko basically snaps and kills her, and that way the audience can find out about her being the culprit without Rika finding out about it yet.

Maybe there could even be some dramatic irony where Rika’s attempts to meddle with certain ‘trigger events’, and her displaying her looper side, inadvertently triggers people around her to get paranoid, and the whole fragment would start to spiral into tragedy from there. I think they could at least use the whole conflict in Tatariakashi about Teppei actually being good this time as a starting point for that sorta thing.

-Second arc, rounding out the first cour, which is basically just Satokowashi. I don’t think there’s much that you’d need to change here, but like I said above I like the idea of her initially trying to just invent a perfect world for Rika and her to live in, instead of jumping straight to murder. But maybe instead of her literally just watching Rika’s loops, she could instead just be stuck using her looping powers to try and figure out how to create that ‘perfect world’ in the first place, by personally investigating all of the different tragedies and how to prevent them.

-Staring the second cour, a third arc where we basically just get to see those loops Satoko goes through, and her whole process of solving the tragedies and ‘purifying’ characters like Teppei and Takano, until we eventually see her perspective on the first arc, and how she reacts to Rika ultimately rejecting the world she tried to make for her.

-A fourth and final arc which is basically just Nekodamashi + Kagurashi, where she just totally snaps and tries to just torture Rika into never wanting to leave the village again, and eventually Satoko gets exposed and they have their direct confrontation with each other.

With that sorta story structure, you’d keep all the relevant bits of Gou/Sotsu as it is now, while being more focused on Rika and Satoko instead of doing kinda half-assed reruns of the Rena and Shion arcs. It’d also push the big cliffhanger between them until near the end of the show, while still revealing to the audience relatively early on that Satoko’s the culprit.

I’d also like them to do more with Satoshi and Shion, so maybe like with how Teppei gets redeemed and Satoko almost gets to have a happy life with him in Tatariakashi, the central question arc of this hypothetical story could also involve Satoko making sure that Satoshi wakes up from his coma, and Shion also gets to have a good relationship with all of them. You could probably do something interesting with the idea of Satoshi and Shion being in the camp of not trusting Teppei and his whole redemption arc.

Honestly I could spend a long time talking about how I would have done things differently, lol. For one thing, I think the Akashi arcs would have been much better if they just changed it so that Satoko used psychological tactics to make people paranoid, and we completely cut out the whole syringe plot device. I get how it fits with Satoko’s whole certainty gimmick, but it made those arcs way too predictable. Even if we knew the outcome, it’d at least be entertaining to see exactly how Satoko might go out of her way to set up the different tragedies. We kinda got glimpses of that sorta plot point in Wataakashi when things seemed to go outside of her control, but they didn’t really do much with it.

Anyway, this is a whole lot of words to say that I think that in spite of the serious structural issues going on, I think Gou/Sotsu as a whole is fine, and was at least working with a lot of perfectly good ideas that could have been executed much better.

Also, on a side note, that one scene during their fist-fight at the start where the art-style changes a bit was kinda weird, but I really liked how it looked, and part of me almost wishes the whole show looked like that, lol. I like Akio Watanabe’s character designs, but I feel like that sort of stylized, almost TWEWY-ish art style would have been really fitting for this series, especially in the horror/action parts.

Oh, and the new rendition of You was so good it almost felt emotionally manipulative, lol.

#murasaki rambles #higurashi #higurashi sotsu #this got kinda long but I still feel like there's so much more I could say about this if I wanted to

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thefanficmonster · 3 years

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New Life

Ethan Winters x Mia Winters (Resident Evil Biohazard)

Warnings: Spoilers for Resident Evil 7 and RE8:Village, Swearing

Genre: Fluff, Romance, Comfort

Summary: Following the hellish events that took place in Louisiana, the BSAA finds the Winterses a new home far from where the horrible memories dwell - Romania. How will the couple adjust to the sudden shift from the warm heart of Texas to the snowy mountains of Romania?

Requested by Anon. Hi dear! Thank you so much for being my first and so far only Mithan requester! I love there two and I really wish they’ll be given the happy ending they deserve in a future game. If not, I make it my own duty to give them that happy ending they deserve! Anyways, I hope you enjoy the read! Love, Vy ❤

“This is it?“ Mia looks out of the window of the BSAA issued terrain truck that’s pulled up to a stop outside a modest but absolutely beautiful house of two stories, surrounded by a rather large garden that is currently covered with a thick layer of pearly white snow that’s twinkling under the faint sunrays that manage to squeeze past the tightly knitted grey clouds inhibiting the sky.

Ethan and Mia have been bracing themselves for the shift of surroundings ever since Chris dropped by their home in Texas to inform them of the decision of the BSAA to move them to a whole new continent, a whole new environment with a completely different climate. However, no amount of bracing could’ve prepared them for this mesmerizing wonderland of a town they have now found themselves in.

Ethan, having traveled around quite a bit in his life and having lived in several states, he’s experienced snow - maybe not like this, but he’s been prepared enough. Mia, however, having lived in Texas all her life and never running into snow on her travels, she’s significantly less prepared. The Texas snow could do nothing to brace her for this winter wonderland. That is exactly why she’s been glued to the window ever since she seated herself in the backseat of the truck, observing the snow-covered streets and yards with child-like amazement.

Seeing his wife so happy made him swoon over her all over again just like the first time he realized he was in love with her. Ethan had never before met nor will he ever meet a person like her. He knows damn well he would’ve carried on after Louisiana with a huge chunk of his soul missing had Mia not carried enough positivity for the both of them even since they were escorted from that hellhole. She was the one who truly started looking forward the moment they were offered the chance to start over, unlike him who constantly went back and keeps going back to that night in his mind and his worst nightmares. It hasn’t been easy for her either: she’s spent nights battling insomnia and nightmares because of those hellish memories but she’s never let it show during the day. She held her head high and refused to let the past cripple her.

Having a role-model and pillar like her beside him, he grew past it for the most part as well.

She proves to him yet again how strong and amazing she is right in this very moment - she appreciates life like no one else can. She still sees the beauty in it, more so than before even. She looks upon the world with a newfound fondness and admiration without a single shadow to cloud it.

And if he only knew what she knows....

“Yeah, that’s it. Hope we didn’t mess up the pick.“ Chris chuckles from the driver’s seat as he puts the truck in park, unfastening his seatbelt.

“Are you kidding me?“ Mia is quick to unfasten her own, “It’s perfect!” Within a second, she’s out of the car much to the surprise of her husband and Chris who quickly calls out to her.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you! You’re significantly underdressed for this weather.” Seeing as how his warning falls upon deaf ears, he turns to Ethan instead, his facial expression growing more serious now, “I never got around to asking but...how have you been holding up?” He looks back through the backseat windows to see Mia already grabbing handfuls of snow, clearly unbothered by the negatives in temperature. “Mia seems to be holding up well.“

Ethan follows his friend’s gaze and smiles at the sight of his grinning from ear to ear over something as simple as a knee high layer of snow that she’s now standing in. “She was holding up for the both of us for the first month after we were back. But I’m ok now too, thanks to her.”

“I’m glad.” Chris replies, nodding firmly before he takes hold of the car’s door handle, pushing it open and stepping outside into the cold he warned Mia about. Though he’s significantly better braced clothing wise, he still shudders when the breeze hits him.

Ethan does the same, stepping out and finding himself knee-deep in snow right away. And if that weren’t enough, he gets a snowball to the shoulder out of the blue right as he shuts the car door. He doesn’t even need to look up to see who threw it, the delighted laughter gives away the culprit right away, stealing an amused smile from Ethan. A smile that turns into a laugh when he sees another snowball shoot through the air, this time not heading for him but for Chris instead.

As a trained BSAA soldier, one couldn’t expect anything less of him than catching that ball mid-air which is exactly what he did mere seconds before throwing it at Ethan, hitting him directly between his shoulder blades.

“Seems to me you two will like it here quite nicely.“ The soldier comments as Ethan shivers and gives him a glare over the front bumper of the truck.

“We sure will!“ Mia answers, approaching the vehicle and coming to stand next to her husband, now lacking snowy ammunition. “Thank you again, Chris. You’ve helped us through so much, we’ll forever be in your debt.“

Ethan nods firmly, supporting her statement, figuring there’s nothing left for him to say, sensing the inevitable departure of his friend and partner approaching. He’d try and stop him, invite him inside ever if he didn’t know him better than that. If he didn’t know his job any better.

“How about not complaining whenever I drop by unannounced for dinner? You can repay me that way.“ He offers with a friendly smile which is more than most people ever get out of him.

The couple smiles at him. “Sure thing.” Ethan replies, “Anytime.”

He’s always been bad at departures and goodbyes. He’s always been afraid of that being the final goodbye or final departure. The last time he sees the person or people he’s leaving behind. It scares the hell out of him, to say the least.

“Need to get back to HQ before someone messes something up.“ He trails off, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck, “But I’ll hold you two to your word.“

“See you soon, Redfield.“

With that, the terrain truck continues down the road, taking the first left turn before disappearing in the light fog that has fallen upon the streets suggesting that even lower temperatures are approaching.

“Let’s get you inside before you freeze, shall we?“ Mia’s voice breaks Ethan free from the clutches of the sudden melancholy that has taken over him accompanied by an unwelcome rush of memories from Louisiana and all those years he thought Mia was dead. Feeling her surprisingly warm hands on his arm, he feels himself slowly pulled away from those dark times and being returned to the present where they are safe and together. Where they’re free from any mold or virus. Where they only to worry about not catching a cold.

“Luck me, I have a wife unfazed by hypothermia.“ He wraps his arm around her as they walk down the path in front of the house the BSAA staff had cleared when moving their stuff inside.

Finding the key to the front door on the windowsill, they both feel the sudden shift inside them as though this is the real deal. The snowy mountains and foreign sights weren’t the real change. This is it. Opening this door and walking into this new and unfamiliar house that’s now theirs - that’s their new start. A start of maybe something more than they had ever imagined before - a family, perhaps.

The click of the front door being locked by Ethan once they’re inside grounds them both to the new reality that will be their life from now on. They don’t rush to take it all in, instead let it all sink in gradually, bit by bit. First the sight of the unfamiliar layout they will have to grow used to; then the smell of new furniture and freshly applied wallpaper; and lastly the atmosphere - so new and unfamiliar yet so welcoming.

“It’s strange, isn’t it?“ Mia whispers, finally putting an end to the silence they let fall upon them, “This is ours now. And it’s so...clean. Nothing in it reminds of out old lives.“

“Yeah...“ he mutters, subconsciously pulling his wife closer by his side, “It’s solely ours, we don’t have to share it with any unwanted memories.“

She turns in his embrace, placing her hands on his chest as their eyes meet, “True. We can now make new ones. Good ones, uninterrupted by all that old junk. What do you say?”

Nothing much to say, really. He doesn’t have to say anything for her to read his mind - read him. That’s exactly why, instead of answering verbally, he plants his lips on top of hers, making the first good memory in this new house, this new and improved life of theirs.

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noblest-roman-of-all · 4 years

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silence

day 7! if theres any major errors, sorry i might have a minor concussion cause im a dumbass. heres some cute analogical for you!

parirings: virgil/logan

tw: anxiety attacks, poor self esteem and negative self talk

Virgil has a tendency to blow things out of proportion. He knows he does, his therapist has talked to him about cognitive distortions and all the ways that it can mess with his perception of the world and the things happening to him.

With that in mind, Virgil is still pretty sure this is the worst day of his life.

The worst part of it all is that there wasn’t any particular thing that happened, no great catastrophe. Just a series of small, kinda shitty things that snowballed into him curled up on the floor in a dusty corner of the library, shaking and gasping and entirely unable to move. He’d had panic attacks before, but they were almost never this bad, especially since he’d started going to Dr. Picani, and the thought that he’d somehow failed, that Picani would be disappointed, sends him spiralling even deeper.

He hears footsteps approaching, and his breath hitches again. Shit, he thought he was the only one in the section of the library, now there was somebody who might find him, who might see him like this. He hears whoever it was take a few steps forward, and then-

“Hello?” And of course, because this is the worst day of Virgil’s shitty life, it was Logan Baker, the unfairly brilliant, stupidly attractive sophomore who was in Virgil’s English 112 class, and who almost definitely hated him. Who was now standing in front of Virgil, having a complete breakdown, looking like an utter idiot, and if he didn’t dislike Virgil before he absolutely would now, seeing him in a state like this in public, why was he such a fucking mess that he couldn’t manage to get somewhere private so no one would have to see him like this-

Virgil’s spiralling thoughts come to a screeching halt when he notices that Logan has not turned and quickly walked in the other direction, or pulled out his phone to make fun of Virgil to his friends, but has instead sat down, leaning against the opposite bookshelf so he is facing Virgil, but still a few feet away. He looks Virgil over with a keen eye, but not critical. It doesn’t help Virgil, necessarily, but it… doesn’t add to his panic. Which is good.

“I assume asking if you are ‘okay’ is a bit redundant,” Logan says. “Is there anything I can do to help you?”

Virgil… really wasn’t expecting that. He opens his mouth to respond, but all he can manage is a quiet croak. He hides his head back in his knees, wanting the floor to just swallow him whole at this point. Logan doesn’t laugh though, just lets out a thoughtful hum.

“Can you speak? It’s alright if you can’t,” he says plainly. Virgil shakes his head slightly, glad he’s not being pushed to speak when apparently, his body is refusing to do so. Logan lets out that same hum again. Then, after a moment of quiet, he speaks up again.

“Would it help you if I spoke?” The question is quiet, almost timid in a way Virgil had never heard him sound. “I’ve been made aware I have a… soothing voice, although I wouldn’t think to call it that myself,” he says in a tone that if it came from anyone else, Virgil would call it sheepish. Virgil nods quickly.

“I assume that nod means it’s okay for me to speak,” Logan says, a huff of laughter in his tone. Virgil smiles into his arms and nods again.

“I’m aware that for some people, being left alone is preferable, but many people find comfort in hearing another person’s voice. It allows the mind something to focus on, I suppose, to prevent from spiralling.” There’s a pause, and then Logan continues, a bit quieter. “I know it helps me.”

Virgil looks up at that, making a small, curious sound. Logan smiles, soft and unsurprised.

“I know people don’t expect it of me, but I’m not neurotypical. I have ADHD, and oftentimes I get overwhelmed. I’ve found it’s helpful to hear someone else’s voice, to have something to latch on to,” Logan explains calmly. Virgil sits on the thought for a moment, and then nods. It makes sense to him. When Logan doesn’t say anything else, he makes a gesture with his hand, trying to indicate ‘keep going’. It seems to work, because Logan picks right up again easily.

“I’m not great with these-these emotional things.” The way he spits out the word emotional makes that clear enough. Virgil lets out a sound that isn’t quite a laugh, but is closer to happy than any other sound he’d made recently. Logan’s lip quirks up in a semblance of a smile.

“My roommate, Patton, he’s better at all of this than I am. I understand it from an intellectual perspective, but I admit that I struggle actually applying it.” Logan stays there, sitting on the hard ground of the library, talking to Virgil, for about an hour. He talks about his roommate Patton, who’s an early education major, and his friend Roman, a theater and performance major. He talks about the classes he’s taking for his major, astronomy. He talks about professors he loves, ones he hates. He talks about the little burger place near campus Patton drags him to every Friday so they can do karaoke, and how as much as he pretends to hate it, he secretly loves it. He talks, and for the first time Virgil gets to see someone other than Logan Baker, mildly intimidating straight A student. He gets to see Logan, who’s admittedly a bit of a dork and cares about his friends more than he would ever admit.

Eventually, Virgil manages to unfurl himself, his breathing relatively even and his mind no longer filled with swirling, hurtful words. Logan stutters to a stop when he realizes Virgil is now sitting up straight, actively listening now.

“I, um, see you’re feeling better. I apologize for revealing so much personal information, it’s just-” Logan stops when Virgil chuckles.

“It’s alright, dude. I, uh, actually enjoyed it,” Virgil admits with a flush. Logan looks equally flustered, and moves to stand up.

“Well, seeing that you’re in a better state now, I’ll be on my way. Have a good afternoon, Virgil.” With that, he makes to hurry off. Virgil lurches up and grabs his wrist before he can go.

“I… never told you my name. How did you…” Virgil trails off. Logan actually manages to look more flustered.

“I, well, we share an English course, and I… appreciate your input. It’s interesting, and it makes me think,” Logan mutters. Virgil breaks into a smile at that, and pushes himself up as quickly as he dares.

“Well, I’ve been down there for about 2 hours now. I really need to stretch my legs, and probably get something to eat,” Virgil says. Logan nods and starts to turn away.

“Of course, I don’t mean to interrupt your plans.” Virgil grabs Logan again, his shoulder this time, and Logan turns on his heel.

“Well, I was thinking. You said that burger place isn’t too far from campus, right?” Virgil asks. Logan gives him an odd look, and Virgil sighs. “I’m trying to ask you to get lunch with me, dork.” Logan lets out a shocked laugh.

“As much as I appreciated the silence from earlier, I think I much prefer you like this,” Logan admits. He gestures for Virgil to walk alongside him as they walk off.

Alright. Maybe this isn’t the worst day of Virgil’s life. Maybe, it’s actually the best.

#ts virgil #ts logan #analogical #college au #theyre two nerds and i adore them #also logan being a dork and loving his friends bc i say so

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Alright, I’m going to start reading your Dylan oneshots, there are only two, so I’m going to quickly knock them out before I get some sleep since I have to be up at 4:30 if my dad doesn’t get my sister up instead. It’s going to be a coupe of days before I get to the others probably because I’m going to be busy all day Friday (today) and Saturday. Hope you have a wonderful day, and a wonderful weekend if I don’t manage to find some time to hop on and send a “hope you have a great weekend” anon! ❤️~♉️

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+ Cuddles with Dylan~This was so effing soft that my heart melted. I absolutely love this little piece. The way it almost felt like a headcannon though it read like a story. I just wanted to fall into the man's arms after reading this fluffy fluffy piece! “Dylan would hold you close. You’d spend so much of your time away from each other that he’d be sure to treasure the moments he had with you.” The way this quote absolutely sent me, though the whole paragraph it belonged to sent me even more because gosh was that just adorable and I want it!! I love this so much!! ❤️~♉️ +

Savour The Moment (Dad!Dylan)~

I didn’t realise how much I wanted this until I read it! This was so fluffy in the beginning, so sweet and adorable as Dylan plays with his daughter gosh the adorableness that came in that moment from the snowball fight to the snowman creation… Too fluffy sweet. “She made him stand there whilst she moved to the other side of the snowman, posing and smiling widely at the camera as Dylan watched her, taken completely by surprise. His daughter was more on top of things than he was, and that was a very scary thought.” I absolutely love this quote because it represents Dylan’s adoration and awe of his daughter, it’s amazing.

Then you hit us with a stiff shot of angst that broke my heart. The lightness of the words, the way they could so easily have been played off, but for him, they were like a shot to the heart that he couldn’t have escaped from if he tried. “Though your tone was light, Dylan still found himself bristling. He swallowed the negative emotions that swam to the front when he heard the words ‘you weren’t even here to see it’ and instead shrugged off his jacket, trying not to despair over missing so much.” I love the way you were able to make it okay in the end, the way you had them talk it out, reminding Dylan that he is raising her just as much as y/n is. That even though he’s not there, doesn’t mean Rosie doesn’t love him. She loves him more than anything. This was such an amazingly adorably soft piece. I am so glad that this is what I’m reading before finally passing out. ❤️❤️~♉️

cuddles with dylan was my first time attempting a headcannon type thing? honestly reading it back, im not really a fan of it, but im pretty sure i wrote it for a friend who was down, so !! honourable enough, it can stay on the mlist 😂 im happy you liked it!!! savour the moment is one of my favourites for dob/stiles.... i really loved that one. i think about his fake daughter all the time 😂 thank you so much for reading them and sending these in! im so sorry it took me a while to post them, but know i’ve read them several times since you sent them in. i hope you’re doing very very well! i saw you posted your isaac fic, im excited to read it later in the week when i have time to read fic again!!! thank you so much for sharing your thoughts + i hope you have a great new week <3

#in my head i'd replied to this last week but apparently that didn't equate to me actually replying 😔 im so sorry :(#♉️ anon #anonymous

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portals-to-a-new-world · 4 years

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Shattered Glass

Who?: John Kennex x Reader

What?: YN and John fight, forcing both of them to realize some truths neither were willing to admit.

Word Count: 4724

Warnings: Angst, Intrusive Thoughts, Self-Image Struggles, Portrayals of Depression and Anxiety, Language, Smut, Unprotected Sex (wrap it before you tap it, y’all), Semi-Public Sex, Fluff

A/n: Hey y’all! This started out as a therapy fic for me after I’d had a bad day at work and just sort of snowballed lol. I’d just like to reiterate that this has portrayals of negative self image and anxiety/depression so please don’t put yourself at risk if that’s going to trigger you. I’d like to give yet another shoutout to the absolutely brilliant @bakerstreethound, without whom this story couldn’t have happened. She kept me sane during the beginning and has been the bestest friend and partner anyone could ask for. Ace, I really don’t know what I’d do without you 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜 Finally, I’m not tagging in this one, simply because I’m currently trying to work out a way to organize my tags so that people only get tagged in what they want to be :). Keep an eye out for a post soon with further details, peaches. Oh just one more thing, I’ve been seeing a lot of blogs having their works reposted on other sites without permission, and I’d like to establish here that I do not give anyone permission to repost my works. I’m on AO3 under the same username, but any other sites are not me.

Rough days were standard in your line of work. You'd think that after 3 years in the industry, the last 5 months of which being spent with your current employer, would have you used to the stress. Then again, you weren't sure anyone could get used to the bitch of a co-worker who was causing 80% of your issues. You were higher up in the company than her, but because she'd been with them longer, she seemed to think she could order you around. Going to your bosses achieved nothing, as she was apparently "invaluable" to the company, and didn't bother listening to them anyway. It wasn't a big deal at first, just one of those "ignore them, and they'll go away" situations, but as time progressed it got increasingly worse. Today you were forced to endure her screaming insults and ranting at you about a mistake your partner had made. Your day only seemed to get worse from there, and by the time you got off, you were about ready to blow a fuse. 4 bouts of road rage and a spilled coffee later, and you finally walked through the door to your apartment, slamming it shut behind you. John's head poked around the corner from the kitchen, noodles hanging from his lips. "Jesus. Is the door still standing?" He asked once he'd swallowed. You just huffed in response. He raised an eyebrow as you walked past without giving your usual greeting in the form of a kiss. "Hello to you, too, then." He mumbled. You waved your hand sarcastically over your shoulder.

"Hey," You said. John's concern was written all over his face as he followed you into the living room. He spoke as you plopped onto the couch, placing your head in your hands.

"I'd ask if you're okay, but clearly you're not so-"

"Sorry, Detective, but you must be losing your touch because I'm fine." You said, looking up to offer a strained smile, which was met with a skeptical eyebrow raise.

"Uh-huh, and Richard's being promoted to captain. Don't bullshit me, (Y/N/N). What's wrong?" He placed a hand on your shoulder as he finished. You shrugged it off and stood to your feet, ignoring the incredulous look on his face at your actions.

"I said I'm fine, John. Just let it go." You turned to walk away, but his hand shot out to grab ahold of your wrist. You tried to tug it free, which only served to draw him to his feet. He pinned your arm against his chest, pulling you in close. "Let me go." You said as you continued to struggle against him. Any other time you'd've found being pinned against such a handsome bastard incredibly sexy, in fact, that's probably why he did it in the first place. The notion was like throwing a match onto gasoline, igniting the rage that had been simmering under the surface into a full-on blaze.

"What the hell's gotten into you??" He demanded.

"I told you to fucking let it go, Kennex. In fact, you might as well go ahead and leave altogether, cause I'm not in the mood to fuck you tonight." He dropped your wrist as if scalded and took two steps back to search your face in angry disbelief before replying.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" You threw your hands in the air in exasperation.

"Oh, come on! I'm not stupid, John. There was never going to be anything serious between us. You're not capable of trusting, let alone loving, anyone after Anna, and even if you were, you'd never choose me." He opened his mouth to reply, but you cut him off. "No, you wouldn't. Put me in a line up with every woman you've ever been attracted to, and the differences are fucking painfully obvious." You took a deep breath before continuing. "I was not, and never will be, anything more to you than convenient, no matter how much I love you. Okay? So, you don't have to pretend to fucking care anymore, John."

"How dare you! I can't believe I'm standing here listening to this bullshit; matter of fact," He paused and gestured as if an idea just occurred to him. "I'm not going to!" He stormed over to his coat and yanked it off the counter before throwing it on. He stopped momentarily to look back at you, mouth open to speak before sighing roughly in frustration. "Fuck this." Without another word, he was going out your door, slamming it so hard behind him that the pictures on the wall fell and crashed on the floor. In a single moment, everything in you shattered like glass. You collapsed in a heap as sobs began to rip through your chest. It's for the best. He would have left eventually, anyway. Why would he want to stay with a useless, disgusting, pathetic thing like you? God, you can't even handle the basic stress of everyday problems, while he's out there still doing his job after everything he's been through. I mean, how weak can you be?? No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't stop the thoughts from invading your mind. Each one cut deeper than the last until you were numb. Eventually you stood to your feet, drained and feeling hopeless. Your body moved on autopilot, carrying you through your nightly routine and into bed. You slept in fits and starts, nightmares plaguing nearly every second. When your body finally gave in to the utter exhaustion, a tiny part of you had hoped that you would wake up to find it'd all been a dream. Most of you didn't want to wake up at all, though.

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Unfortunately, neither part of you got its wish. You did indeed wake up, and you woke up to an empty bed. Your heart broke as you realized just how badly you'd fucked up. You didn't have time to dwell on your failures, though, as your phone was ringing, and upon answering, you discovered you were over an hour late for work. You shot up out of bed and quickly threw some clothes on, rushing through your morning essentials. As you stepped out of your front door, you looked up and saw dark storm clouds rolling in. You flipped through the radio in your car and found out that the storms were supposed to last through the rest of the week. At least the weather matched how you felt inside. Unsurprisingly, your problematic co-worker was standing ready to lay into you the moment you stepped through the doors. It took every ounce of what little strength you had left not to break down right then and there. By some stroke of luck, she was called away by your bosses, and you quickly took off to your desk. Your day was almost typical, until around 2 pm, your phone buzzed with an incoming text. Your heart stopped as you looked at the name on the screen. John. Your hands were shaking as you unlocked the phone to read the message.

Come by my place when you get off. We need to have a serious talk.

All of your fears came crashing down on you at once, punching through your chest like a bullet. You stumbled your way into the bathroom and latched onto the sink edge to anchor yourself. So this really was it. He was breaking up with you. Your hand flew up to press against your chest as the ache there blossomed into raw agony. At least he had the decency to do it in person. He could have just ghosted you. You continued to rub your chest as you typed out a simple 'okay' in response. A quick glance at the time revealed that you still had three hours left in your shift. You took a few deep breaths and splashed some cool water on your face. The last thing you needed was for someone to ask "what's wrong" and you end up breaking down in front of God and everyone. After you managed to calm down enough to return to your desk, time seemed to slow down, until the remaining three hours felt like twelve. You'd also discovered that you'd left your rain jacket at John's the last time you'd spent the night. Still, most of your body was numb by then anyway, so it didn't really matter as you stepped out into what had to be a freezing downpour at the end of your shift. In all honesty you were grateful for the numbness. You almost certainly would have never been able to drive had it not been for the near void that threatened to consume you as you drove through the crowded city. When you pulled up into the driveway, some of the emptiness cleared away, leaving panic in your chest and your whole body shivering as you sprinted to the door. You hardly registered John opening the door and pulling you inside. Your focus was locked on to the way his face moved while he spoke, committed to memorizing every detail while you still had the chance. Your gaze had fallen to his perfectly plump lips when you realized he was saying your name.

"Y/n, can you hear me, sweetheart?" You shook your head to clear some of the fog from your mind. Might as well get it over with.

"Yeah-" You cleared your throat. "Yeah, I can hear you. When do you wanna come by and get your stuff? Or would you rather me just drop it off here for you?" Confusion flooded his features as you finished.

"What are you talking about? Why would I need my stuff back?" Damn, was he so done with you that he didn't even want his stuff back? You dropped your eyes, knowing that you wouldn't be able to hold his gaze without breaking down completely.

"You're breaking up with me, right?" You cursed silently as tears began to stream down your face. Gentle fingers pressed up beneath your chin to tilt your face back up.

"You haven't listened to a word I've said, have you?" You didn't respond, too caught up in the softness of his eyes, and he didn't bother waiting for one anyway. "I said I shouldn't have walked out on you last night. I had some excuse about being tired, but the truth is I was afraid because you were right. I didn't think I would ever be able to love anyone again after Anna." Your heart clenched and the tears began to fall even harder as breathing became difficult. Had you been watching his face, you would have seen the heartache ooze across his features as he watched you break down in front of him. As it were, your gaze had fallen back to the floor, and you jumped when his hand moved up to cradle your face softly. "I was so pissed at myself, and at you for being right, that it wasn't until this morning when I woke up without you in my arms, and it hurt that I realized just how wrong we both had been. You're wrong about me never choosing you. You're smart and kind, and so beautiful you take my breath away when you walk into a room." You hiccupped and fell apart as you processed what he was saying to you. He rushed to pull you into his arms as your knees threatened to give out, and just held you until you could breathe again. He pulled back far enough to look you in the eyes before he continued speaking. "And I was wrong. Because I do love you, and I'm sorry it took me so long to figure that out." You gasped deeply and threw your arms around his neck.

"I'm so sorry too. I never should have taken out my frustrations about work on you."

"It's alright. Do you wanna talk about it?" Part of you still felt stupid about the reason for your outburst, but you felt so safe in his embrace that you found yourself nodding in affirmation. He placed a kiss on the top of your head and let you go. The sudden lack of his warmth sent shivers up your spine.

"Jesus. Why's it so cold in here?" You asked, rubbing your arms. He reached out and took your hand with a grin.

"Part of your surprise." He said with a wink. "Come on. I'll show you." You followed him around the corner and into the main room. You came to a stop as your eyes fell on the mounds of blankets and pillows arranged on the floor. He turned to look back when you stopped, and he seemed disappointed when you just looked at him in confusion. "You mentioned a while back that you loved the sound of the rain on the roof here. I'd figured-" He cringed slightly as he stumbled over his words. "Well, I mean I'd hoped-" He began to rub the back of his neck nervously before he continued. "I'd hoped that we'd be able to work things out, so I went ahead and got everything set up. Since they're calling for the storms to last for so long and all." Deciding to put him out of his misery, you stepped forward and pulled him down into a kiss. All the tension left his body as your lips connected, and you couldn't help but grin as you broke apart.

"I promise to not tell Dorian that you're secretly a big ol teddy bear who remembers tiny details about his girlfriend." You joked. John rolled his eyes, but still had a small smile on his face as he pulled you back in for another kiss. Despite his closeness, another chill ran down your spine, reminding you of your original query. "Doesn't explain why it's so flippin cold in here, though." He looked at you and gestured as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"It's a pillow fort. And you've got the internal body temperature of a small space heater. I'd really prefer to not sweat my ass off." He said. You bit your lip to hide your grin as you nodded gravely before replying.

"That would be a tragedy." He also was fighting a smirk as he slightly tilted his head in agreement.

"Exactly. My ass is a national treasure," He said. You giggled and let your smile finally breakthrough as he gestured in a 'come hither' motion. You began to worry your bottom lip between your teeth as you stepped forward. He reached over and pulled the soaking wet towel from your shoulders, surprise in his eyes as if something had just occurred to him. You stepped forward in concern as his eyes seemed to zone out and darken.

"John? What's wrong?" He seemed to snap out of his trance, and he cleared his throat before gesturing to your body.

"Your shirt. It's soaked. You're gonna catch a cold." You followed his gaze to your chest to discover that his eyes had not darkened in anger or frustration, but in lust. He was right, your shirt was absolutely dripping wet. It was also white. Ah.

"Would you prefer me to take it off?" You joked. A smirk emerged on his lips, sending a shudder through you that had nothing to do with the cold. He nodded and closed the distance between you.

"Purely in the interest of your health, of course," He said lowly. You tilted your head in mock defeat and began undoing the buttons of your shirt slowly.

"Well, I'm sure you know best, Detective." You barely made it half-way down the line before his lips were crashing into yours and his hands taking over to speed through the remaining buttons. He paused before he could push the garment off of your shoulders.

"Is this- I mean I don't want to assume- Or make you think I'm only after-" You cut him off with another kiss and shrugged out of the sleeves. He still seemed hesitant, right up until you nipped at his bottom lip. He huffed out a breathless growl before returning the favor, his hands landing on your bare waist to pull you into him. He swiped his tongue across your lip in a silent request for entrance, which you happily granted. Your hands moved to grip at his shoulders while his own began an exploration of your body, sliding up your spine and across your stomach before dropping from your skin entirely. You whined at the loss of contact, but he quickly made up for it by reaching down and pulling his shirt over his head. He leaned back down and placed a soft kiss on your lips. "Just making things even," He murmured against you. His hands found your hips as he led you to the center of the room without breaking the kiss, but it was his turn to grunt in surprise when you gently pushed him down on the pillows. "What-" He stopped when your hands moved to play with the clasp of your bra.

"We're not even yet, Detective." You said coyly. You barely got the garment off before he was tugging you down on top of him and into another breathtaking kiss. A moan escaped your lips as he nibbled your ear, trailing kisses down your neck. You brought a finger up to his mouth, stopping his assault. "We're not done yet, detective." You were smirking and trailing your hands across every bit of his skin you could reach, but you were partly just trying to hide the way you were trembling at having him so close. Another part was just reassuring itself that he was really there, not believing that he was finally truly yours, that you had the broken-hearted detective beneath you. It all felt like a dream until he ground up against you and whispered in your ear.

"Please, (Y/n)," He didn't even finish his sentence before you were climbing off of him to quickly remove your pants and underwear. He followed your lead and, to your surprise, pulled you back down on top of him once he'd finished. You uttered a whimper as he brushed up against your soaked folds, but it turned into a full-fledged whine as he slowly guided you down onto his length. He cursed and his eyes fluttered closed once he was fully sheathed inside you. You both took a moment to breathe and adjust to the sensation, and he finally looked at you when his hands began to guide your hips. "I love you." You leaned down to claim his lips again, tears threatening to fall at the words you'd never thought you'd hear him say.

"I love you too." You said, pulling back to meet his gaze once again. Such a small declaration, yet it made every movement, every touch, feel different. It was slow and passionate, so contrary to the fast and rough pace that was the norm with John. You couldn't bring yourself to look away from his deep hazel eyes, full of love and adoration, as you moved in perfect sync together. He rose with every fall, hitting so deep inside you that you knew you'd be feeling him for weeks. Your hips began to stutter as the sensations threatened to overwhelm you, and without missing a beat John flipped the two of you. A yelp escaped your kiss swollen lips as his nimble fingers slipped between the two of you to rub deliciously at your clit, and you could feel yourself rapidly approaching your orgasm. "John- please- don't stop!" He seemed more than happy to oblige, maneuvering to thrust impossibly deeper as his lips found your ear once again.

"You gonna cum for me, beautiful? I-" Whatever sweet nothing he had planned to say was choked off into a moan as your orgasm hit you. Your walls clamping down around him dragging him over the edge with you as he worked you through until you were whining with oversensitivity. He finally slid out of you and quickly retrieved a towel to clean you up. When he'd finished, he laid back down beside you and wrapped an arm around you, resting your head on his chest. You hummed in contentment as he began to stroke your hair, nearly drifting off before an idea occurred to you.

"John?" You mumbled against his chest.

"Yeah?"

"Do you still have any of that hot chocolate mix I gave you?" A small laugh rumbled in his chest as he responded.

"Yeah. You want some?" You lifted your head up to smile sweetly and nod your head.

"Yes, please!" John shook his head with a smile and placed a quick kiss to your temple before extracting himself from your embrace. You booed when he slid his boxers back on, earning another grin, this time accompanied by a wink before he headed off into the kitchen. Amongst the quiet, you finally registered the sounds of the rain still hammering against the building, the constant drumming a soothing backdrop to the cozy situation you found yourself in. You stood and slid back into your panties before moving to stand in front of the window. You also grabbed one of the blankets to protect against the chill that pervaded the air around the glass. Looking out, you could barely make out the disturbances the rain made to the surface of the water through the darkness, and yet you still found yourself mesmerized by the beauty of the view. You were drawn out of your reverie when John's voice sounded out behind you. "So, tell me about work. Is that woman causing problems again? What's her name, Kar-" He said as he entered the room. When his voice cut off you looked over your shoulder to find him staring at you with wonder in his eyes. You quickly looked out the window to see what he was staring at but couldn't spot anything particularly special.

"What are you looking at?" You asked, turning back right as he walked over to you. He didn't respond; instead, his hands found their way inside your blanket to grab your hips and push you back against the window. Mild panic set in before he finally spoke up. "John?"

"You're so beautiful." He said, dropping his head to kiss along your neck. You huffed in disbelief and reached up to push against his shoulders.

"You're crazy," Your pressing did little to dissuade him from his task, and you couldn't help but smile as he continued to mutter praises into your skin. "John," You chuckled as he continued to nuzzle into your neck. "Stop it, you're fogging up the glass," Your protests were growing half-hearted though, as his hands began to wander, and his lips trailed softly over your skin.

"And?" He questioned, pulling you back enough that your blanket fell to the floor before moving back forward so you were pressed against the icy cold glass. You yelped at the shock the temperature difference gave your system, trying to shove him back and pull him closer for warmth at the same time, both to no avail.

"I was enjoying the view," You said, breathlessly in a last-ditch attempt to persuade him. He pulled back to look you in the eyes before he responded.

"I've got a much better one right in front of me." His lips found yours and you melted against him. The kiss bordered on desperate, almost as if he was afraid you'd disappear. His hands left a trail of goosebumps behind as the heat of his skin emphasized the chill in the air, sliding up your arms and down your back before moving to play with the skin just beneath your waistband. A whine left you as he dipped his fingers inside to tease at your lips, sliding around and deftly avoiding everywhere you wanted him. Just as you were about to pull back and tell him to stop teasing, he thrust two fingers deep inside you, drawing a surprised gasp from you. "So wet for me," He mumbled against your lips as he began to thrust his fingers inside you. Each pass brushed up against your g spot until you were practically seeing stars and begging him for more. Suddenly, his fingers were gone, and you opened your eyes to find him licking your juices off of them. You let out a desperate whine.

"John, please, please fuck me." You said, reaching out to palm him through his boxers. His hand grabbed your wrist before you could touch him, though, and he spun you around.

"As the lady wishes." He leaned in and said against your ear. He reached down and pulled himself free from his boxers. John didn't bother to remove your own underwear, instead just sliding them to the side before slowly working his length inside you. You groaned in relief as he began to thrust slowly, pulling out and pushing back in to make sure you were ready. His cock dragged perfectly against every sensitive spot you had, sending pleasure shooting through your body and making your toes curl. Seeming satisfied with your preparedness he began to pick up his pace, hitting deeper inside you with every push. You yelped as his fingers found your nipples, tweaking and pulling on the sensitive buds as you moaned out his name. A hand left your skin and reached up to swipe across the glass, revealing your reflection. "Look. Do you see how fucking gorgeous you are? So beautiful, and mine." He nipped at the skin beneath your ear as his hand moved down your front to rub harsh circles on your clit. You threw your head back against his shoulder, eyes falling shut at the added sensation, but a sharp bite made them shoot open again. "Eyes open, baby girl. I want you to watch as I make you fall apart around me." Your eyes found his in the reflection, and you moaned at the way his pupils were blown wide with lust.

"Please, John, I need more-" You gasped deeply as his thrusts began to pick up speed, knocking you up onto your toes and forcing you to throw your hands up against the glass for support. Your reflection revealed how utterly wrecked you were, and the sight sent you flying over the edge with a scream of John's name. He buried his face in your neck as he continued to thrust, chasing his own release and prolonging yours as you gasped and sputtered, unable to form words thanks to the electric waves of pleasure flowing through you. Just when you thought you couldn't handle anymore, John's thrusts faltered, and he came with a deep groan. He rested his forehead on your shoulder as he waited for his breathing to return to normal, mumbling 'I love you's and pressing kisses into your heated skin. Out of nowhere tears began to flow down your cheeks, a quiet sob escaping you. John immediately noticed, and carefully pulled out of you before turning you around to run his hands over you in concern.

"(Y/n), what's wrong? I didn't hurt you, did I? I'm so sorry, sweetheart-" The panic in his voice made the tears come harder, and you struggled to voice what was happening.

"No, you didn't hurt me-" You hiccupped. "I just- don't deserve you." Confusion crossed his face as he processed what you were telling him.

"What? You-" He seemed to come to a decision, and he went and grabbed his phone, quickly pulling up the dial pad. "Here. Call your work and tell them you're taking the rest of the week off. If they ask why then tell them police business."

"What? John, I can't just-"

"You've got tons of time off saved up, right?" He cut you off, still holding the phone out.

"Well yes, but-"

"Then, by law, they can't stop you from taking it." You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, trying to control your breathing and stop the tears.

"Why are you doing this?" You asked, finally looking up at him.

"Because I want to spend the next 5 days showing you just how amazing you are." He said, so confident, so resolute, that you found yourself reaching out to grab the phone.

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Love & Light

I don’t understand the level of hate here on Tumblr but to be honest I am also surprised it took this long to break. Twitter is a cesspool. There are many bloggers/youtubers that I didn’t trust to listen too because there because it was apparent there were ties to RMM and Fam. There was a lot of advertising going on to peddle negative attention. Also, too much of what has been on Skippy and other’s blogs were used by PR companies “allegedly” including my own blog’s name after the SW tournament. Here is what I do know. To those bloggers/youtubers that have acknowledged they were conned, don’t get angry or even. Get Real. Admit your wrongs and start spreading love and light… the TRUTH! Yes, it is hard to show ownership but do something that the con is not. You still have a platform to do good and spread good. IF You are a sugar that has done something horrible aka threaten or hack someone in the name of your idol… turn yourself in and report. God is watching. So are the authorities and everything is on the net for life. I bet those that you did harm too would not press charges if you own it because they are better than that. What’s worse is harm coming to others because you were conned into it by media persuasion. Just as a snowball rolls down hill and gets bigger and bigger…. so do lies but so does the TRUTH! It is very unfortunate that there has been so many threats aimed at our bloggers here on Tumblr when what we do is write in the name of speculation, allegations, posting what is out there in the public and finding the inconsistencies all in the name of free speech. There is no hate on our end about race or creed. We stand firm in our beliefs of honouring and respecting the BRF and are confident in our assertions of loyalty. I am not alone in saying that I support Skippy. We all came here for whatever reason. Our prayer space has brought us all comfort and joy and this community kept some of us going during COVID - 19. IF you have been making threats to ‘release people’s private info’ that is against the law and make no mistake that many here have connections to the RCMP and are not afraid of reporting cyber crimes. I had to several months ago for something similar. DISCLAIMER: This blog is about various topics of interest to myself which include the Royal Family and associates. The content herein is mostly found on the public domain and is for entertainment purposes only. Opinions expressed by myself are my personal intellectual property and are open to discussion and change. All statements herein are alleged and not factual in their context and content unless proven to be so. What I write is not to be taken as fact or absolute. Being human, I may make mistakes and present information which is inaccurate. I will do my best to refrain from inaccuracies but can’t make any promises. Over time my thoughts and opinions may change so what I said yesterday may not remain true to tomorrow. If you like a post owned by myself or others feel free to reblog or link to it but please credit the source as reblogs may not be my own work. Please don’t change blogs or reblogs from their original content as this can mislead others. I promise to try my best not to knowingly injure, defame or libel anyone. However some content will be third party so I take no responsibility for the opinions and writings of others. In accordance with UK law I will try to the best of my knowledge not to discriminate against anyone particularly on grounds of race including colour, nationality, ethnic or national origin, religion, belief or sexual orientation. (UK Equality Act 2010,Public Order Act 1986, Racial and Religious Hatred Act 2006, Criminal Justice and Public Order Act 1994, Criminal Justice and Immigration Act 2008) So please be aware if you post onto my blog or reblog content which is threatening, abusive and intends to distress, alarm or harass someone you will be blocked instantly as UK penalties for hate speech include fines, imprisonment or both and I will in all good faith not be party to this. Strong opinions are fine. Hate speech on my blog is not. For example if I post that MM looked hideous this is not hate, it is my opinion. As my blog may link to bloggers and articles from other countries I am not responsible for any laws that may be broken in any Country through the content, implication and intent of blog comments. If content matter, bad grammar, slang or punctuation translates or is interpreted into something bad in your country or culture it wasn’t my intent to harm or intent to hurt and I will not be held responsible for it. If you are bound and determined to find insult where none was intended please feel free to leave my blog and not return. Do feel free to disagree with me or tell me your opinions in the comments section of each blog entry but please be polite to myself and other bloggers as feelings can get hurt. Thank you for reading. HATE SPEECH WILL NOT BE TOLERATED. LLU.

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Quarantine, Day 257

November 24 Today I got a massage, so that was amazing. My folks go to this massage therapist in a tiny little town nearby and she only does a few clients a day, so we were the only people besides her in the entire building while we were there. She also keeps the place cleaner than most doctors' offices, so I felt pretty good about being there, aside from the whole "massages make you feel awesome" thing. My muscles always feel a bit sore after a good massage, which is a little counterintuitive, but in a nice way, like I've exercised. She also used heat packs on my neck, spine and feet, and massaged my neck and face in ways that were absolutely gorgeous and will make me sleep really well tonight. That was definitely a high point of the day, and that's good because the whole experience took like four hours with the three of us all driving to another town and each getting a massage. I took my knitting along, and I also used a paper guillotine to help my mom prepare her Christmas cards while we were waiting. The office also has a very weird wobble-machine for exercise, where you just stand on it and it vibrates the fuck out of you for like ten minutes at a time and you can pick how hard it vibrates. I have serious skepticism about how much exercise this actually provides, but I tried it out for the humor of it. It wound up making my legs really itchy and I really had to pee by the end. So... results, I guess, if you're going Pliny the Elder style. It's much funnier to just watch other people use the machine. Oh, other big high point today! SNOW! There was about two inches of snow overnight, and it was warm enough by morning that it had not melted yet but was exquisite for packing. Husband and the kiddo went out before and after his school to have fights and build snowmen, and the kiddo also got to make all his Zoom classmates very jealous of the snow. It is pretty much all gone now because it rained most of the afternoon, but it was still snow and we got to play in it! Even I gave and took a few snowballs. The kiddo now has the rest of the week off from school, fun times! I need to keep an eye on him because something about Mimi and Pops' house is making him completely insane when it comes to eating. He's eating nonstop, and weird stuff like bags of croutons and getting into the baking chocolate chips and marshmallows without asking, and I'm pretty sure he polished off about half a can of whipped cream while we were gone today. And yes, sweet foods are good, but there needs to be some kind of limit, especially when we can't just run out to the store because someone has eaten a warehouse-size bag of croutons for a snack. Speaking of food, tonight we did fondue for supper and it was really fun. I have never really done a fondue before, but my folks have this electric fondue set and had a thing of really nice cheese that we expanded with the other cheeses laying around the fridge (being close to Wisconsin as they are, cheese just sort of appears in the fridge and nobody questions it,) and ate it with cubes of ham, cubes of bread, and blanched veggies. It was fun, and delicious especially when we added the step of dipping them in some amazing hickory-flavored eighteen year balsamic vinegar. OMG. It was also an awesome way to use up leftover ham from yesterday. Now the table is covered with pieces of white bread left out to get stale for stuffing, so we will probably be eating on TV trays tomorrow. My youngest sister and her new husband will arrive tomorrow to complete our quarantine pod. We'll spend the rest of the week and weekend together, do Thanksgiving Thursday, get the Christmas tree on Friday (Christmas tree hunting being a fairly safe activity if one eschews the hayride and the communal cocoa pot) and have "Christmas" together on Sunday. We'll be with MIL for Christmas, God willing and the COVID don't rise, and Sis will be with her new in-laws and my mom and dad will be with my other sister and her family down south, so this is a good chance to celebrate together. In somewhat related news, the CDC is looking at releasing an advisory that says quarantine can be 7-10 days with a negative test at the end instead of a full 14 days, which would be awfully nice. We're all balancing seeing people with trying to be safe by staying away from people, and it's very confusing!

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Why Star Wars: The Last Jedi Deserves More Respect

So after a handful of posts I think it’s time to bring back this one, the conflict was that I was considering reviews for Pokémon Sword and Shield as well as a review for Rise of Skywalker, but the latter made me think that this is an opportune moment to talk about the previous entry. Like The Last Jedi, Rise of Skywalker has had divisive opinions, frankly I liked the film but I think TLJ was the best of the sequel trilogy, and I am going to explain why

Fair Warning, within this there’s gonna be spoilers for Rise of Skywalker, possibly Mandalorian, maybe Solo and definitely The Last Jedi...this will also be very long

So I know straight away that this is gonna get heat, there has been constant times where me saying that I liked TLJ has been considered trolling or ‘bait’, honestly I find myself baffled that people can hate it so vehemently, believing that the story is and I quote ‘the worst sequel ever’. While it is clear that Johnson had a different vision to Abrams, that was not a bad thing, a lot of the criticism the film gets are quite hypocritical in contrast to the Original Trilogy which is held to so much esteem, so to start I’m going to break that down. Small Disclaimer before I do: People are allowed to dislike things, not saying that if you do dislike it you are doing something wrong, just pointing out that it’s not wrong to like the film either. Disowning before Watching The first thing I think turned people off of TLJ was the interview Mark Hamill had before the film came out, people misconceiving his comments that it’s not the journey he expected seeing of Luke to mean that this is not a film he would approve of. The same almost happened with RoS with Abrams comment which was abridged to imply that Abrams disowned TLJ as well - he did not - but in a society where we want to home in on flaws and criticize before even seeing that was too wide a door left open. So without fault, TLJ already had a group of people set on disliking the film because it would be different to how they and Hamill wanted it to be and because it’s not exactly like the decanonized ‘Legends’ continuity - despite people being fine that Jacen Solo and Ben Skywalker had been merged to make Kylo Ren in The Force Awakens. It’s easy to point out that if you go into something adamant to dislike you’re going to get your wish, so the first point of order is to give something a chance to impress you, you can’t criticize something because an actor didn’t think it’d go that creative direction, Hamill did not hate this movie and people disliking their content does not automatically make it bad, Stannis from GoT hated the show, Alan Moore hates everything but that doesn’t mean Watchmen was bad, the actors for C3PO and R2-D2 hated each other but that doesn’t mean that when they acted their bond wasn’t great.

The ‘Luke is not Luke’ Criticism Hamill’s comments ease nicely into one of the main critiques that fans felt that Luke was not the same character he was in Return of the Jedi. People criticized his disconnection from the force which included tossing his lightsaber away in the opening scene, the Rashomon sequence where Luke considered striking down his own nephew - a move that ultimately turned Ben to the Dark, drinking green milk and that his last stand was a projection rather than a solid encounter. You know what I say to those criticisms?

They are bollocks, absolute nonsensical criticisms made to try and dismantle the best character of the movie. Hamill delivers his best for Luke in TLJ and his character arc is brilliant. I watched Blind Wave (a great youtube reactor channel) react to TLJ and the members noted how it was great that Luke had a character arc, something I wholly agree with. Luke was around 23 in Return of the Jedi (since the galaxy uses the standardized dating of Coruscant which has the most earth-like cycle), if you expect a 23 year old to have no room left to grow in the next 30 years of his life then I don’t think anything’s gonna get through to you, Luke is meant to be different, because since Jedi a lot of shit has happened. Luke’s discarding of the lightsaber shows his disconnect with the Force, something that had allowed the First Order to paint him as a myth and rendered everyone near-unable to find him, only tracked by the galactic map to Ahch-To from his past days of discovering remnants of Jedi past. Next let’s bring down the Rashomon sequence, the 3 tales of Ben��s turning. Initially, Luke painted a picture that he sensed that the darkness was too late, Ben woke and attacked him. Later Ben paints that Luke is lying, and that when Ben awoke Luke was there with his Lightsaber drawn with intent to kill him. The third story admits that both are correct, Luke drew his lightsaber in sensing the darkness, and Ben awoke to see it and retaliated.

This story peeves people mainly because they say that in Jedi ‘Luke was willing to fight for a single hope of light in his Father but was willing to kill his nephew for a bad dream’. A ridiculous comment that waters down and ignores the bigger picture though. For one, while Luke wanted to save his father and sensed good in him, he still ended up cutting his dad’s hand off, the indication that much like his father Luke - as he had always been in the Original Trilogy - was still susceptible to his emotions, including the negative ones. The other reason this statement is foolhardy is because they don’t listen to Luke’s narration, where he explains that it was a fleeting moment of panic and arrogance, his ego as ‘Luke Skywalker, Jedi Master’ took over when he sensed that Ben was already turned by Snoke, and it was only for a split second which he immediately regrets. It’s this moment that snowballs into why Luke disconnects himself from the force, his ego as a saviour to Jedi led to the downfall of his nephew - which led to his best friend and sister separating, the rise of the First Order being like a second Empire and the massacre of most of his other jedi students, he realised that this was the same ego that led to the previous Jedi’s downfall to Vader and Sidious and thus came to the conclusion that maybe the Jedi way is not the right way. Not only is this a brilliantly done tragedy for the character but it’s a progression that identifies with public opinion of jedi ways and the pompousness that led to Anakin’s turn to the dark side as depicted in the prequels. The use of Rashomon also connects to the Jedi/Sith connections to Samurai which was a great touch by Johnson. The green milk scene was a weird one I’ve seen being criticized, like people are fine with Calamarian fishmen but a Tatooine/Naboo humanoid can’t drink green milk? I think I need to remind you that Luke drinks blue milk on Tatooine, he is a moisture farmer as well, the ‘green milk’ scene was a depiction of how Luke survived on Ahch-To as Rey followed him, his lifestyle disconnected from the force as he lived as basically a farm boy. I don’t know why people got so mad about the colour of milk but you can’t expect those nuns to have fed him roast porgs every day The final criticism is his last stand, something I will touch on a bit later as well. In terms of Luke, people were disappointed that it wasn’t Luke actually there and while yes it would’ve been great to watch Luke tear down AT-ATs luke the EU, but he literally says that he won’t do that

it’s not a matter of can’t, it’s a matter of him strutting up to the army of the First Order will not end the war, most people don’t even know if he exists. Showing up will have inspired the resistance yes but if Luke was shown killed or captured that hope would then be instantly diminished, and Snoke and Ren would definitely be going for Luke’s head to make that so. This is why Luke goes via projection, instead of his ragged hermit self where he’d likely die similarly to how Kenobi did, he demonstrates a highly advanced force power to display himself as a clean-cut warrior who shrugs off the full might of the First Order’s arsenal and humiliates its brand new Supreme Leader, while disappearing. That stand does the Resistance far better than him showing up in person, because now the legend of Luke Skywalker lives longer than he does, he inspires a new wave of Jedi who understand his sacrifice and rebels who have just seen how one man can expose the weakness of the First Order. Luke’s last living gesture is one that inspires hope, before he becomes one with the Force at peace. If anything that is as beautiful as it is tragic of an end for Luke, but by no means is that bad. The Rose Tico ‘Issue’ Luke wasn’t the only character to get on the wrong side of criticism, undoubtedly Kelly Marie Tran got it the worst. Despicable people flocked to harass her over her character, throwing about racism just for that added content of being a horrid human being. Her character, Rose Tico, was a newly introduced character from the Resistance who joins Finn and Poe’s arcs, her main non-racist criticism is her act of saving Finn from the Laser Battering Ram ‘She has this stupid speech about saving people with love while a laser battering ram breaks down the door to kill a bunch of people’ A common theme seems to be that people are taking things the absolute wrong way. Rose’s journey with Finn is an interesting arc where she seeks to make sure her sister’s sacrifice - caused by Poe’s rash personality - is not in vain while accompanying a ‘hero of the resistance’, what she is unaware of is how her assistance relates to Finn’s journey as he tries to live up to the esteem she sees him in, he had always considered himself a defector rather than a rebel. Rose (and DJ) open his eyes to a reality that not everything is black and white, he left the First Order in TFA because he believed that they were ‘wrong’ and so by default the resistance had to be ‘right’ but TLJ challenged Finn to see both sides and make a choice for himself, a choice that is made thanks to Rose. However, his embrace of being a rebel is why he is adamant to try and sacrifice himself for the laser battering ram. I have to point out that until Rose stepped in I thought Finn was gonna die, I thought it really ballsy and a little disappointing that they were gonna kill him off, I also knew that the ship would not stop the battering ram so it was actually a relief that Rose did save him.

I think people dislike it for that reason though, they felt that Finn dying would’ve been a more shocking narrative turn and because Rose saved him she is to ‘blame’, I also believe that people didn’t like the relationship because Finn was clearly still on Rey and not everyone was on the Reylo boat or it got in the way of FinnPoe being more than just a bromance (side note, at the start of RoS I thought they were sailing on the ReyPoe for a moment, though I’m not mad about how they went), but again, that shouldn’t be the fault of Rose’s character. Rose clearly was inspired by Finn’s reputation and grew fond of his personality the more time she spent with him, likewise Finn found himself wanting to earn her esteem and taking care of her, it’s actually a shame that Rose’s role gets heavily reduced in RoS, because I do feel like Rose could’ve filled Jannah’s role (nothing against Jannah or Naomi Ackie of course) with the Canto Bight horse-things instead of the Kef Bir horse-things. So to conclude this section, Rose was good in this film, she served a purpose to grow Finn as a character and most constructive criticisms against her revolve around things either out of her control as a character or without would diminish her character role completely. The Communication Issue between Holdo and Poe Alright, let’s throw some hands up before I rub them together. I agree that Holdo should’ve told people the plan, I do dislike it when a movie creates conflict made by a lack of communication. But, he will say rubbing his hands together, this does not ruin the film. It’s worth reminding that Poe is recently demoted for reckless behaviour, the Resistance’s entire offensive fleet was destroyed due to Poe wanting to destroy one Dreadnought Ship. A reasonable punishment for Poe on his arc to realise that being a leader is more than just winning a battle, but more on that later. So Holdo comes in, new squadron she barely knows because she’s taking over for Leia, she has a plan that she and Leia know but are the only living members who know now. So why doesn’t she tell Poe? It’s quite simple, not only does the novel imply that she’s figuring out if there’s a mole - which is understandable because the First Order must’ve watched Star Trek: Into Darkness and thought ‘hey we could track ships in hyperspeed too!’ - but she’s also trying to enforce Leia’s punishment to Poe. Poe is in this shit because he refused to listen to orders, so Holdo is basically telling Poe to listen to orders, something he refuses to do and starts a mutiny. It is frustrating yes and we side with Poe because he’s the more familiar character, but had Poe just proved himself a trustworthy person who is learning from Leia’s last decree before she went into a coma she would’ve told him. This also transitions nicely into the next criticism people have Canto Bight and the Cryptographer Goose-Chase Poe’s plans of mutiny starts with sending Rose and Finn to Canto Bight, at the behest of the massively underused Maz Kanata, to find a Cryptographer so that they could disable the hyperspace tracker. People hate this scene mainly because it segue’s from the plot, it’s high on CGI and reminds them of the Prequel Trilogy

Now I can’t really contest the CGI but it was nothing bad, CGI still gets used well and the visit to the Casino aided in time for Rose and Finn to establish a relationship, have some lightheated BB-8 moments, introduce DJ the speech impediment ‘wrong hacker’ and continue to drive the shades of grey theme Finn is about to learn about. People never seem to criticize that they put their faith in the wrong guy because it leads to a more interesting conflict, so it’s strange that they hate this transition so much. The Brevity of Snoke and Phasma Two characters introduced that promised to be big deals were killed off in The Last Jedi, the nature of them both was a brave scene that many felt dropped the ball on these characters. And while I am inclined to agree on Phasma at least, Snoke’s death was actually a great turn. Before RoS we were none the wiser on who Snoke was, now we’ve seen it we know that he was basically a mass-produced puppet by the emperor...not the best of closures I’d admit but the anger towards Snoke being killed off is actually hypocritical ‘All Snoke does is sit in his chair and die’ You know who else sat in his chair and ‘died’, ol’ Sheev Palpatine. People are quick to criticize that Snoke was hyped up but barely got to show anything when Palpatine only really demonstrated the force twice in the Original trilogy before being thrown into a pit of apparent death, we allowed the Emperor a pass because we learned more about him through novels and future movies, and that’s something we eventually find out from Snoke as well.

Captain Phasma on the other hand was a sad disappointment, after one brush with death already she returned to basically be killed off again as a symbol of Finn shedding his ties as an ex-stormtrooper and embracing the role of a rebel. This is not really the fault of Johnson though, everyone seems to be more content with the alternate scene where Finn exposes Phasma’s actions for TFA, but that was a choice from the cutting room. While we can be disappointed that Phasma didn’t leave enough of a mark on the trilogy, we can always hope for prequel stuff as we had with Boba Fett, an equally wasted character in his main trilogy who could theoretically be in The Mandalorian (only a theory, nothing is concrete), but if we are willing to love the Original Trilogy despite similar issues we hate on TLJ for then aren’t we being hypocrites? tHaT’s nOt HoW tHe FoRcE wOrKs If you try to pick on Rian Johnson for ‘not getting Star Wars’ directly you would be in for a world of punishment. Two major force powers that get used in The Last Jedi is the ‘Force Skype’ and Force Projection, however both are basically using the same techniques, one is connecting minds while the other is connecting one mind to an individual place. It’s immediately told to us that this is an advanced technique but this is not something Johnson has made up. In the EU this ability is called Simifuturus or just Doppelganger, practiced by Luke, Dooku and Yarael Poof. Rey and Ben’s Force Skype is also used in the EU called Force Bond, Chain or Jedi Kinship, the ability had been fine in beloved Star Wars games Knights of the Old Republic I & II, the Clone Wars and Rebels series and aplenty of novels. For the legitimacy of these abilities cannot be contested. The fact that the ability kills Luke shouldn’t be criticized either, Luke is projecting himself light years away on Crait, with a copy of Han’s dice in a much more polished form, he physically interacts with Leia and takes on a barrage of AT-M6 blasters - turbolasers that can destroy speeders and ships with one hit - and two lightsaber slices, remember Ben felt the impact from Rey’s blaster on their first Force Skype, so Luke carried the feeling of all that damage and strain on his body and maintained his projection. So not only did Luke’s dying moments lead to an incredible display of using the Force but also one that forced him to sustain an immeasurable amount of damage and still manage to bide the resistance time to escape. Leia Poppins Ah yes, the Mary Poppins moment. I dunno how I can explain this one so easily but how about this. Leia is force sensitive, we have known this since Jedi, so to see Leia use the force was a massive moment, but she’s floating in the vacuum of space so there is no ‘up’ she is basically pulling a heavier object than herself in a vacuum, using it as an anchor so she can get to a blast door. As to why she survives in space, you can survive up to 2 minutes in space without a helmet, it is horribly painful though, it’s also worth reminding that Leia is not a human like you or me and if the Force can heal (as shown in The Mandalorian and RoS) then why can’t it keep Leia alive a bit longer in Space? She ends up in a coma anyway so I don’t see why complaints are rife here, she survives barely and it’s not like they knew Carrie was going to die sometime after the film was completed, they obviously had more plans for her so it would’ve been wrong to kill her off there when we were already killing Luke off. Did Disney Ruin Star Wars? This is a statement I’ve heard a lot in regards to TLJ, Solo and RoS, which is weird though, people were fine with Disney doing TFA, Rogue One and The Mandalorian, Mando’s journey with Baby Yoda proving that the utility of fanservice - something the trio get loathed for - can be enjoyable and it bodes well that the director of some episodes is doing an Obi Wan film. The phrase ‘Star Wars Fatigue’ also came about from post-Solo reviews, which I have expressed is dumb because MCU do 3 marvel movies minimum a year. But the reason Solo got low box office figures wasn’t because it was bad, it’s because it was released around the same time as Deadpool 2, it was left to the sharks without a chance to succeed. So no, Disney have not ruined Star Wars, if anything fan perception has damaged the franchise with people hating it because it’s not the Original Trilogy or it’s too much like the Original Trilogy, the same can be said for the EU. RoS is quite similar to Dark Empire but because Disney retconned most of the EU it’s the enemy, but let’s be honest, does anyone want the continuity to be that Chewie gets blown up? I doubt that. So WHY does The Last Jedi deserve more respect I think the mixed reviews of Rise of Skywalker has proved that maybe TLJ got a harsh end of a stick, even with Abrams’ vision back at the helm the film proved to be divisive and personally quite safe. This is probably why I liked TLJ the most, Johnson went to challenge things and build off of the previous movies as a whole, nothing really was safe, it took narrative risks that opened the door to a lot more things.

We explored Rey’s connection to the force and her desires for answers being unable to be sated by it because she’s expecting more from her level of learning, we also have Snoke’s gambit to bond Ben and Rey together to strengthen both, Ben strengthens into a more mature state but continues to conflict in a less whiny way, even relenting from trying to kill his mother. We also got some ‘reverse Jedi’ stuff with both Ben and Rey adamant that the other will turn but instead of turning one another, Ben’s hatred however proves too great for Rey to accompany him which leads to Ben getting a villain promotion to Supreme Leader. We have a solid arc for Finn, Luke and Poe as he finally learns to take care of others, because as Rose was saying, sacrificing yourself is not going to beat the First Order, heroes are great but dead heroes win nothing, protecting others is the essence of the Resistance and that’s what a leader is meant to do. Hell, we even get a little Hux stuff, the way he slowly considers shooting Kylo Ren while he’s down and his constant abuse culminating in the rather obvious RoS reveal that he’s the spy. Unlike RoS, TLJ thrived on giving every major character worthwhile arcs like these which all ended up entwining in the climactic showdown, while tertiary characters did end up getting underused there were still windows for them to do more in the next episode which was taken out of Johnson’s hands, but he laid a lot of groundwork for the story to be taken multiple directions, which is actually quite difficult when you’re midway through a trilogy and on the 8th outing of a saga. In addition, the film provided Hamill’s best performance as Luke Skywalker, giving him a fitting end to his journey which explored almost every dimension of a Jedi’s character; training, temptation, losing faith and redemption.

I also loved how Johnson described the Force in TLJ, it wasn’t about Dark or Light, the Force was the Force, an energy that flows through all that is harnessed by the force sensitive, even Force Ghosts. And using the Puppet Yoda was a great and fun addition, and it makes sense that he can fire lightning, because Force Ghosts are one with the Force, they flow with the flow of nature. We got lore and demonstration of great powers that made the ‘holy shit’ moment of Kylo Ren stopping a blaster shot mid-flow look like novice work. And while we’re talking about ‘holy shit’ moments

You cannot deny that TLJ had some absolutely breathtaking visuals, moments in this film are some of the best moments in Star Wars, a combination of intensity and hype from Luke’s standoff with the First Order to Holdo’s hyperspace ram, Ahch-To’s real-life setting was also beautiful as were the design of Crait from its Icicle foxes to its salt speeders leaving a red path of smoke

This film looks beautiful and the story is multilayered with character development, worldbuilding, good action and gutsy plot twists, you know everything people (rightfully) praise The Mandalorian for. It’s definitely not a film where you’d find yourself bored and when you set aside your fan theories and the illusion that the Original Trilogy was Flawless save for the Death Star plot hole you will find this movie a lot more enjoyable. Now I don’t want people saying it’s a ‘Don’t Question, Consume’ sorta thing, it’s a matter of accepting that there are flaws but not allowing it to ruin the experience, because The Last Jedi embodies a lot of the essence of Star Wars old and new, it is probably the best that the New Trilogy has provided and it is certainly worthy of respect.

#star wars #star wars spoilers #star wars the last jedi #the last jedi #luke skywalker #princess leia #rey #kylo ren #ben solo #snoke #supreme leader snoke #poe #poe dameron #rose tico #rian johnson

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pinkpuffballdude · 6 years

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WELL ALRIGHT THEN @shsltxt @siverwrites

A: Aptitude 1. what are your oc’s natural abilities, things they’ve been doing since young?

Celestia became a theif when she was uhhh really young, so she’s good at sleight of hand, but she’s always had a natural aptitude for talking people down.

2. what activities have they participated in?

Quite a lot? I’m not quite sure what this question is trying to go for, but I think “talking down a mob” and “convincing her party that her friend wasn’t the werewolf, no sir” would go up here.

3. what abilities do they have that they’ve worked for?

She had to learn to play the flute, and she had to train to get as good as she is at diplomacy

4. what things are they bad at?

I haven’t got her stat block on me, but I’m pretty sure she’s bad a something

5. what is their most impressive talent?

Diplomacy.

B: Basics 1. what is their hair color?

Dirty blonde

2. what is their eye color?

A sort of golden-brown color, almost like hazel? but without the green

3. how tall are they?

3′2″

4. how old are they?

She’s young, equivalent to about nineteen or twenty or so

5. how much do they weigh?

Again, no stat block D:

C: Comfort 1. how do they sit in a chair?

Oh, she sprawls, definitely.

2. in what position do they sleep?

She is most comfortable spread out on the bed, limbs everywhere

3. what is their ideal comfort day?

Probably doing some sort of concert for her friends.

4. what is their major comfort food? why?

This one Specific City’s street food, cause that’s what she’d go out with her chosen family and eat whenever they could (mostly after a successful heist)

5. who is the best at comforting them when down?

........... I really want to say Thela, but I don’t actually know. I feel like she’d put on this cocky, confident facade and wouldn’t let people know when she felt down. Probably herself, then.

D: Decoration 1. how would they decorate a house if they had one under their name?

Hobbit hole, like Bag End in the movies.

2. how would they decorate their child’s room?

Lots of natural colors, browns and greens, wood, probably a mural or two.

3. how do they decorate their own room?

Maps and leaves, for a bit of color and scouting places out.

4. what type of clothes and accessories do they wear?

Most of her clothing is pretty utilitarian, but I think she’d keep a coin or smth on a piece of string for luck.

5. do they like makeup/nail/beauty trends?

nah

E: External Personality 1. does the way they do things portray their internal personality?

I don’t think of her as much of an open book, no. Well, for her positive feelings, yes, she is, but not her more negative feelings.

2. do they do things that conform to the norm?

Not on purpose, unless it’s for a disguise.

3. do they follow trends or do their own thing?

I think she’d do her own thing, for the most part. If she spies something she likes the look of that just so happens to be in season, well, so be it.

4. are they up-to-date on the internet fads?

on what

5. do they portray their personality intentionally or let people figure it out on their own?

Diy my dudes, figure it out on your lonesome.

F: Fun 1. what do they do for fun?

Dumb jokes and hang out sessions. Alone, it’d be writing music/playing old favorites and plotting out her next move, be that a heist or a gag.

2. what is their ideal party?

My first thought was adventuring party, BUT UH I think it’d be something bright and colorful with loud happy music and tasty but not fancy food.

3. who would they have the most fun with?

Thela.

4. can they have fun while conforming to rules?

Ooo, that’s an interesting question. Yes? Y-es, I think she can. She’ll figure something out.

5. do they go out a lot?

all the time :)

G: Gorgeous 1. what is their most attractive external feature?

(why are you asking me this) Hair, possibly? I imagine it as being shiny and pretty, so.

2. what is the most attractive part of their personality?

Dumb jokes. Jokes in general.

3. what benefits come with being their friend?

You will never lose an argument against another party again.

4. what parts of them do they like and dislike?

She’s very proud of her ability to avoid conflict, or at least resolve it without violence, but she’s also pretty quick to anger, and she doesn’t like that.

5. what parts of others do they envy?

Okay so 1) height, 2) the ability to stop thinking for a little while.

H: Heat 1. do they rather a hot or cold room?

She likes being warm, so a hot room

2. do they prefer summer or winter?

Summerrrrrr, it’s pretty and WARM

3. do they like the snow?

It’s okay. You can make snowballs out of it though.

4. do they have a favorite summer activity?

Hiking

5. do they have a favorite winter activity?

Snowball fights

I: In-the-closet 1. what is their sexuality?

This ends up being a very very complicated question, because on one hand I am Very AroAce and Can Fucking Not roleplay romance in any way shape or form and am therefore very tempted to say aroace, but on the other I highkey ship her with one of my friends characters (it’s mutual, it’s fantastic) so I really want her to be gay or bi or smth. I’ll go with Probably Demi

2. have they ever questioned their sexuality?

nah, she’s chill with w/e happens

3. have they ever questioned their gender?

I don’t think she would, as gender roles (or gender, period, really) have never been that big a thing in her life? She goes out in pants and studded leather and braids her hair and has never once been told that she’s any less for any of it. So I don’t think she has.

4. would/was their family be okay with them being LGBT?

Yes. They were.

5. how long would/did it take for them to come out?

It wasn’t really a thing she thought about? None of her family made a big deal of not conforming (they were street rats, they already didn’t conform so who cared) so she just. Answered when asked. As for her party, they never asked (I don’t think) and she never volunteered the information. It didn’t seem important.

J: Joy 1. what makes them happy?

Her friends, and figuring out puzzles.

2. who makes them happy?

Again, friends, but mostly Thela.

3. are there any songs that bring them joy?

So there’s this one song that she always plays after a successful heist that she’s always played after a successful heist and while it was kind of bittersweet for a while there it’s a part of her life and her friends lives and it’s still a celebratory thing for her.

4. are they happy often?

Yeah.

5. what brings them the most joy in the world?

So she’s like Mr. Von Lipwig in that she feels the most alive when she’s duping some poor sod, or when she’s done the deed and Won, so when she’s winning.

K: Kill 1. have they ever thought about suicide?

Hm. Yeah. Probably between her family’s arrest and Professor Lorrimor, I’d say.

2. have they ever thought about homicide?

Oh absolutely.

3. if they could kill anyone without punishment, would they? who?

She’s not really got anyone on her blacklist rn, excepting the rat who sold out her previous family. She doesn’t know who that is though.

4. who would miss them if they died?

uhhhhhhhhhhh I can’t really speak for them but I think the party would???

5. who would be happy they died, anyone?

Probably the Whispering Way, idk.

L: Lemons 1. what is their favorite fruit?

Fantasy Hobbit Peaches

2. what is their least favorite fruit?

She’s never met a banana before in her life, but I don’t like them So Neither Does She

3. are there any foods they hate?

Travel rations suck. The hard tack and the dry meats and the salt and ugh

4. do they have any food intolerances?

I don’t think she would, no

5. what is their favorite food?

A honey-drizzled cake thing

M: Maternal 1. would they want a daughter or a son?

Indifferent, either is Good

2. how many children do they want?

None, really. Adoption is good though, then it’s however many.

3. would they be a good parent?

Possibly? She’d make a cool aunt though

4. what would they name a son? what would they name a daughter?

ohgodIhaven’tthoughtaboutthis uhhhhhh Samuel and Cinthia. Yes.

5. would they adopt?

Absolutely.

N: Never Have I Ever 1. what would they never do?

I’m still on an illegal things stint so my first thought was uhhhh bad, but a non-bad thing she’d never do would probably be..... pass up an opportunity to eat. Never know when the next meals gonna be

2. what have they never done that they want to do?

I don’t think she’s ever slept in a bed that was hers. So that.

3. is there anything they absolutely can’t believe people do?

Destroy others for the sake of it.

4. what is the most embarrassing thing they’ve done?

When she was first trying to figure out how to talk to people her flirting game was atrocious.

5. have they done anything they thought they’d never do?

She left that city.

O: Optimism 1. are they optimistic or pessimistic?

She tries really really hard to be an optimist.

2. are they openly optimistic, throwing it on others?

She doesn’t shove it down people’s throats, but she’s not shy about it either.

3. are they good at giving advice?

Yes.

4. is there anyone in their life that throws optimism on them?

There was, at one point, but not anymore.

5. were they always optimistic?

No.

P: Personality 1. what is their best personality trait?

Strong morals (but fuck rules)

2. what is their worst personality trait?

Rules what rules OR impulsive

3. what of their personality do others love?

Hmmm, I wanna say bubbly, though I’m not sure on that one. Humorous, I think.

4. what of their personality do others envy?

Man, I don’t know. The aforementioned relentless optimism?

5. do they hate anything about their personality/about other’s personalities?

Impulsive, quick to anger, and she hates people who just don’t care. She cannot stand them.

Q: Questions 1. do they ask for help?

From the people she trusts absolutely, yes. Anyone else, maybe. It’s a coin flip though.

2. do they ask questions in class?

in what

3. do they answer questions that make them a little uncomfortable?

Not usually.

4. do they ask weird questions?

I don’t think they’re weird.

5. are they curious?

Definitely.

R: Rules 1. do they follow rules?

When it suits her.

2. would they be a strict or laid-back parent?

Laid-back, but with a lesson and explaination on how to Not Die or get hurt. So it’d be rules heavy but in a rules of the world way, not My House My Rules way.

3. have they ever been consequenced for breaking a rule?

She was a thief for years, yeah she’s experienced consequences.

4. have they broken any rules they now regret breaking?

Nah. All of it was justified.

5. do they find any rules they/others follow absolutely ridiculous?

Probably. I don’t know all the laws of our campains world off the top of my head, so I can’t think of any, but there’s gotta be something in there

S: Streets 1. are they street-smart?

Yes.

2. would they give money to someone on the streets?

If she had the extra change, yes.

3. have they ever gotten in a fight on the streets?

No, I don’t think she has. She’s run away from people, but I don’t think she’s fought people in broad daylight.

4. has anything happened to them on the streets?

She lived there for a while, so yes.

5. are they cautious when out?

As cautious as she can be while still appearing nonchalant.

T: Truth 1. are they honest?

Ah ha, no.

2. can they tell if someone is lying?

I think she’s got a good Sense Motive, so yes.

3. is it obvious when they’re lying?

Absolutely not.

4. have they lied about anything they regret lying about?

I don’t think she has. Not during our campaign, at least.

5. have they told truths that have been spread against their will?

Probably. It’s statistically likely, though I don’t think any of them have gotten back to her.

U: Underdog 1. have they been bullied?

No.

2. have they bullied anyone?

No.

3. have they been physically attacked by a bully?

Nah, no bullies to attack.

4. have they ever been doubted?

Not on anything important

5. have they surprised people with being good at something?

Not that I know of, no.

V: Vomit 1. do they vomit often?

Wow, gross, no.

2. do they get lots of stomach aches?

I don’t know how she would, no.

3. are they good at comforting someone ill?

+16 diplomacy will do that for you, yes.

4. what do they like as far as comfort goes?

Backrubs and murmuring

5. do they burp, cough, or hiccup most when nauseous? when vomiting?

Nothing when nauseous or vomiting. Genuinely don’t know what this means.

W: Water 1. do they drink enough water?

She tries to!

2. have they learned to swim?

I think she’s got a positive modifier on that....

3. do they like to swim?

Not particularly.

4. can they dive?

Not off a diving board, if that’s what you’re asking.

5. can they swim without holding their nose?

Yeah, she can.

X: Xylophone 1. what is their favorite genre of music?

Folk! It’s happy and easy to dance to and sing along with

2. do they have a favorite song?

See above ^ (like way above)

3. do they have a favorite band/artist/singer?

Okay so like there was this one guy who played on this one street corner for years and she’s go there everyday to see if he’d come round to play and he was the best violinist she’d ever heard and she was so disappointed when he stopped showing up

4. can they sing well?

She doesn’t do it often, but yes.

5. can they rap?

can she what

Y: You 1. how old were you when you created them?

Nine or ten, yeesh

2. what inspired you to create them?

I needed a character for our campaign (I got her name from Blink, the Doctor Who episode, and just a random name I thought was pretty)

3. were they different when they were first created?

Absolutely, she used to be just a straight (ha) self insert and now she’s not

4. do you enjoy writing them more than other characters?

Playing, but, yeah, I think so.

5. what’s your favorite thing about them?

+16 diplomacy baby!

Z: Zebra 1. what’s their favorite animal?

Her dogssssss

2. do they like animals?

She loves them!

3. cats or dogs?

Dogs!

4. what’s their dream pet?

A Huge Fuck Off Wolf

5. do they have any pets at the moment?

A wolf and a riding dog (she’s so tiny..... )

Thank you for asking!!

#asked #true story #celestia sparrow #Dnd #aaaa I love herrrrr

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sebayard · 6 years

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Miraculous Ladybug Secret Santa Gift

I’m excited to reveal my ML Secret Santa gift for @ineedasideblogforfanart! It was such a blast to write for you. I really hope you enjoy it!

Also, thank you so much to @mlsecretsanta for creating and hosting this event! You all rock my socks.

Memoirs of a Son

Words: 2,502

Rating: Teen

Relationships: Adrinette, Ladynoir

Characters: Adrien, Mama Agreste, Gabriel Agreste, Marinette, Plagg

Tags: Angst with a Happy/Hopeful Ending, Family Drama, Character Study, Future Fic

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For Adrien, there are moments from his childhood that he can remember with amazing clarity, like items in a time capsule, frozen and untouched, waiting to be pulled out by a familiar hand and re-lived as if no time has passed at all. These moments ground him, keep him safe from the onslaught of emotions he has difficulty controlling. Small beacons of light when his world begins to be a little too dark along the edges.

Adrien draws upon these moments often, but he started accessing them even more when he became Chat Noir four years ago. It’s stressful, having the safety of Paris resting on his shoulders even though he’s not alone. He knows that Ladybug feels it too, and Plagg, although the kwami doesn’t show it. He wonders how they cope, how they keep the dark edges at bay. He remembers talking to Marinette about it, soon after they revealed their identities and started dating. Her answer had been simple, then. “The people around me ground me.” He wonders if her answer is the same now, two years later. Perhaps, one day, he’ll ask. But not now, because right now Chat Noir is yet again busy fighting off the influence of an akuma. This particular villain is called Colére, and he is Anger and Fury in full force, feeding off and spreading rage like a virus. Chat feels it creeping at the corners of his mind, feasting on him, waiting for him to crack but he won’t, he won’t, he-

He’s five years old and it’s his first snowfall.

It’s the day after Christmas. There is still wrapping paper scattered along the floor, discarded toys laying in all corners of the room, gingerbread crumbs waiting to be vacuumed by the maid. It is a quiet evening in the Agreste household, save for the soft pit-pat of Adrien’s own feet as he zooms across the floor. He races to each window in the house, trying to peek through the fogged up glass, and pouts when he realizes he’s too short to see anything significant. But before he can make a fuss, someone whisks him up into the air and deposits him lightly near the front door where his parents wait patiently. His mother gently places red mittens over his fingers, his father pulls a fluffy white hat over his ears, a matching scarf is wrapped carefully around his neck, and his puffy black jacket is zipped up tight. He feels like he is being hugged all over, warm, comforted, safe, like nothing can touch him, not even winter’s fierce, biting chill.

Invincibile.

He reaches out his hands for his parents to take, and suddenly he’s being lifted up onto the tall shoulders of his father. Adrien giggles and wiggles on his shoulders as his mother, now shorter than him, looks up and smiles. He giggles some more and points, delighted at this new development. What a wonder it is, to be above it all, to see and experience the world like this. It’s almost magical.

Then they step out into the open air and Adrien’s eyes go wide.

The snow is falling gently, muting the landscape into hues of white and grey, and it’s the most beautiful thing Adrien has ever seen. The ground is covered in patches of white with just the smallest flecks of brown grass still peeking through the surface. The air is chilly and the snowflakes landing on Adrien’s nose make him shiver, but the absolute miracle of it all helps him ignore the cold.

Adrien’s father takes a few more steps into the yard before lifting Adrien once again and placing his feet in the thin, soft snow. He looks back up at the man and smiles wide when he sees a quick grin flash across his face.

“Come, Adrien. Let me teach you how to make a proper snowball.” His father grabs his hand and begins to lead Adrien away towards a larger patch of snow, but before they reach it his father is pelted in the side, snow exploding in a small puff.

“Oh, you mean like this?” Adrien’s mother smirks, lightly tossing a small snowball in her left hand before throwing it near his father’s head.

The man stops and stares, looking affronted, and for a brief moment Adrien is afraid they’re going to fight. But to his shock, his father drops his hand and chuckles. He gathers up some snow, shapes it, and hands the newly formed ball to Adrien. “Throw this as hard as you can at your mother, okay?”

Adrien nods, and he does the best throw he can. It barely goes four feet before falling pitifully to the ground, eliciting more laughs from both his father and mother, and Adrien feels with stunning clarity that this is the happiest he has ever been.

Without warning, the memory shifts, and Adrien’s gut lurches.

He’s still standing in the snow, his parents are still there, but it’s...different. Everything’s shifted, skewed, tinted with a thin veil of an angry red...

Then everything changes.

He’s twelve years old, again, standing in the snow, being told his mother is never coming home.

He’s twelve years old, watching them lower a coffin that he knows is empty but it’s all they have.

He’s twelve years old, and his father stands over him like a statue, cold, unmoving.

He’s twelve years old, his family is gone, and Adrien screams.

He screams at the little five year old boy, giggling in the snow. He screams at the man with the red cheeks and crinkled eyes, who hasn’t looked that happy in years. He screams at the woman who should be alive, who should be there to hug him and give him advice and keep their family whole but she’s gone, she left him alone alone alone and why why why would she do that why would she leave? How could she? How dare she? She had no right, none at all. It’s all her fault it’s all her fault it’s all her fault he hates her he-

(“Chat?”)

Stop.

...

This isn’t right.

(“Chat Noir? Can you hear me?”)

Adrien stops screaming, his voice feeling raw and spent. He looks at the environment around him, this scene frozen in time, and anguish replaces his rage.

When did this memory become replaced by the bitterness of the present? By this anger? It’s supposed to be safe from all this, to be full of hope and joy and love from when his family was whole and safe and happy. Not like...this. Anything but this. Adrien can’t have this moment wrenched from his grip too.

He clenches his eyes, demanding his mind to cooperate.

The lilting laugh of his mother, the warmth of his father’s hands, the steadiness in their gaze-

(“Chat!”)

-sitting together by the fire, Mother tucking him in, Father kissing him goodnight-

(“Chat, please!”)

The darkness, miraculously, ebbs.

Adrien emerges from the deep recesses of his mind, gasping, feeling like a bucket of ice water was dumped over his head.

“...Chat?”

Ladybug’s voice is soft and tentative, so distant from her usual tone of assuredness and confidence. She looks...scared? No, worried.

Uh oh.

Chat feels his face warm up, embarrassed by whatever it was that she had to witness. “I’m sorry about that, m’lady. I’m okay now.”

Ladybug frowns, unconvinced, and cups his cheek lightly, wiping a tear he didn’t notice with her thumb. “Are you sure?”

Chat leans into her touch before nodding. “Yeah. I’m fine now, promise.”

She frowns again, but seems to accept his answer. “Okay. The akuma is in the top of Colére’s staff. I’ll distract him with this,” she holds up her yoyo and a small fan that was given as her lucky charm, “while you break the staff.”

Chat nods, trying to get his head back into the right mindset. “You got it, Buginette.”

The rest of the battle goes smoothly, after that. Of course Ladybug’s plan works flawlessly, which never ceases to leave Chat in awe, and he’s able to break Colére’s staff with a quick swipe of a hand. Ladybug throws her lucky charm in the air, and once again all is right with the world.

But even as he and Ladybug run off to de-transform somewhere private, Adrien can’t shake the cloud of negativity that’s shoved it’s way into his mind, unwelcomed. Ever since Colére held Adrien in his grip, he couldn’t shake this feeling of heaviness.

It seems that Ladybug noticed, because the moment they’ve both transformed, she’s enveloping him into a strong, warm hug,

“I’m okay, Marinette.” He tries to reassure her, but even now he isn’t sure his words are true.

“You keep saying that, but I saw you, Chaton. You were screaming. Whatever it was that Colére made you see, it wasn’t okay.”

“I just saw my family, Buginette. Really, it’s fine.”

Marinette gives him a stern look and Adrien already feels guilty for trying to brush it off. “Adrien, we’ve known each other for four years and have been dating for two of them. I know when you’re lying. Tell me what happened.”

Adrien sighs, leans against the alley wall, and sinks to the ground. “It was just...he invaded one of the few good memories of when my family was whole. I feel like he ruined something important.”

Marinette places a gently hand on his knee as she sits down next to him. “I’m so sorry, Adrien. That’s awful.”

He places a hand over hers and squeezes. “Thanks, Marinette. It just, it wouldn’t be so awful if I could actually talk to my father. He’s... he’s the only family I have, the only real connection I have to my mother and the way things used to be. But he’s... never around and I don’t know if he would even want to talk if he had the opportunity.” Adrien scoffs and rubs has temples. “We’re not exactly close, in case you couldn’t tell.”

Marinette sighs, then suddenly his green eyes are staring into deep blue ones, cheeks squished between her hands. “First all, I’ve told you this before, but I’ll say it every day until you remember it, if I have to. He’s not your only family, Adrien. You’ve got me, and Nino, and Alya, and Plagg, heck, even Chloe. You are never, ever alone. Okay?”

Adrien nods, cheeks still squished and warm from her touch. “Okay.”

God, he loves this woman.

“Good.” Marinette smiles and let’s go of his face, but she never breaks her gaze away. “That being said, I know how much you love Gabriel, and I know how much he loves you, even if he doesn’t always show it. It’s not too late, you know, for you to work things out with him. You said he’s in town for the rest of the week, right? What if you tried talking to him? I’m not saying it has to be about this, or anything groundbreaking, but just, something, to remind yourself that he’s there? To open the door to communication between the both of you? Who knows, maybe you’ll be surprised.”

Adrien bites his lip. “Maybe.”

Marinette pulls his head in for a kiss. “I have to go now, Chaton, but if you decide to talk to him, let me know how it goes, okay?”

“Of course.”

She smiles as she heads out of the alley and around the corner. “I love you, Chaton.”

“I love you too, Buginette.”

Adrien sits on his bed as Plagg zips around the room, chattering on about something that Adrien isn’t paying attention to, and apparently the kwami notices because suddenly a piece of camembert is being thrown at his head.

“Hey!”

“Maybe if you were paying attention you could have avoided having cheese flung at you.”

“Sorry, I was just thinking.”

“About your dad, I presume?” Plagg asks as he zooms over to hover next to him.

“Yeah…”

“Are you going to talk to him? It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

“It has, but...I don’t know…” And it really has been a while. For two people that live in the same house, they barely saw each other, let alone said hello. The distance between father and son has been building up for years and years, and Adrien knows that if something doesn’t change soon, the damage could be permanent. But that doesn’t make him any less reluctant.

“Well, for what it’s worth, I think you should.”

The sincerity in Plagg’s voice intrigues him. “And why’s that?”

Plagg shrugs. “Because I know you, and I know that, in spite of how angry you are, you don’t hate him, and if you let him go now it’ll be one of your biggest regrets.” He takes another bite of cheese. “And I don’t want to be the one you complain about your daddy issues to in ten years.”

Adrien rolls his eyes at that last comment, but he can’t help but admit that Plagg’s right. “Okay.”

“So you’ll talk to him?”

“Yeah, yeah I’ll talk to him.”

“Good. Now go before you change your mind. Oh, and kid?”

Adrien turns from his spot at the doorway. “Yeah?”

“Marinette’s right. I’ll always be here, as long as you’ll have me. And... I’m proud of you, even if your deadbeat dad isn’t. I hope that counts for something.”

“Thanks Plagg.” He smiles. “It does.”

Adrien stands at the door to his father’s office, hand raised to knock. The feeling of heaviness hasn’t left. Does he expect it to? Adrien doesn’t know, but he does know that he needs to to do this, not matter how it goes. Taking a deep breath, he raps on the door three times.

“Come in.” A faint voice filters through the walls, and Adrien walks through, his heart racing with each step.

His father doesn’t notice him at first. He continues to stare at his computer, engrossed in whatever work that is before him.

“Hello, Father.”

Mr. Agreste freezes. He slowly lifts his head up to meet Adrien’s gaze.

Then Adrien sees it.

(He’s five, and his father is smiling down at him as he puts another snowball in his hand.)

(He’s six, and his father laughs as Adrien sticks out his tongue during his first photoshoot.)

(He’s eight, and his father says “I love you” before Adrien falls to sleep against his shoulder.)

He’s seventeen, and his father gazes up at him from his deck, and emotions flit across his face like a movie screen. Disbelief, excitement, a touch of fear, but there’s one expression that Adrien will always recognize in his father’s face.

Love.

It’s in his lips upturned into the faintest of smiles and the slight crinkle of his eyes. It’s small, but it’s there. It’s familiar. It’s genuine. And Adrien knows what it means.

He feels the gap between them begin to shrink. He feels grounded, safe. A new memory falls in place beside the old.

“I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you too.”

The darkness lifts.

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Could you explain Shiroganes character and her role in the plot? And the meta aspects of her being a fan in regards to Danganronpa?

Of course! I’ve talked a little bit on Tsumugi here, andwhat I think personally it means that so much emphasis was given to the factthat was plain and unassuming and generally flew under everyone’s radar for thefirst few parts of the game.

I still personally am just relieved that we finally, finallyhad a mastermind who wasn’t Junko. Or Tengan, for that matter. People’sopinions on Tsumugi as a mastermind have been very polarized, but I’m of theopinion that nothing could ever be worse than the Tengan twist, and the fact thatthere was actual foreshadowing and that Tsumugi was very clearly a lovingreference to Junko but also a subversion all the way through made me like herinfinitely more than I could ever like Tengan.

Junko has worked well as an antagonist for years now, she’smemorable and she’s incredibly smart and she’s terrifying to boot, but I thinkit’s been time for a while now to at least set her on the back burner for awhile and let someone else take the stage for a change. And that’s exactly whatthey did with Tsumugi and not only did she take the stage, but she also did soin such a way that she was clearly a subversion of everything that being Junkoentailed.

Tsumugi is certainly smart and ambitious, but that’s aboutwhere the similarities end. Where Junko was essentially infallible and no onein the entire world except Naegi and his SHSL Hope could ever throw any sort ofwrench into her plans or cause things to happen that she couldn’t foresee,Tsumugi messes up, a lot. Her plainand unassuming nature allows her to fly under most people’s radars, and hercosplaying talents and attention to detail mean she can carry on a fairly goodact, but the fact that she gets ignored so often and barely registers as anyoneworth talking to for most people is precisely what leaves her so hungry for atwist and a variation from the daily grind and routine of “normal, everydaylife.”

And where Junko could or might lie depending on thesituation and the rules of her game, she was very usually trusted implicitly tobe word of god, because the universe was essentially hers, and as it was all her despair movement, her plans, and herforesight that led to everything, she pretty much had to be taken at her wordabout everything. By contrast, Tsumugi is a knowing figurehead set up to be themastermind from before—she’s hardly aneffective puppetmaster, and she knows it, but she’s so emphatic about wantingto see a progression of events that she sort of takes the reins and getscarried away in the grand scheme of things regardless.

I’m pretty pleased with her ability to carry on an act, too.Junko was always implied to be this fantastic actress who could fool anyone andanything and managed to get the whole school to overlook the fact that she wasSHSL Despair before unleashing chaos on everything and killing everyone, but it’slike…we’ve never actually seen much of Junko’s super incredible acting skills.She switches moods and behaviors erratically, to be sure, but pretty mucheverything she ever does is so undeniably tinged with this aura of pure evil that I’m still just mindboggled at how those like Munakata or Jin Kirigiri looked at her, were like, “Yes,she’s pretty much literally the onlyguess we have at who could be behind everything, and we totally absolutelythink she’s SHSL Despair,” and then just…shrugged and let her do as she pleasedanyway.

At least with Munakata there’s the somewhat moreunderstandable aspect of both Chisa and Juzo having told him directly that Junkohad nothing to do with it (although if you have literally only one lead and youstop pursuing it just because other people tell you it doesn’t seem right andthey don’t even have any evidence, I don’t think it’s wise to, you know, just give up). With Jin Kirigiri, there’sliterally no reason for him to have allowed two girls whom he openly suspectedof being SHSL Despair inside the shelter program, and yet he did it anyway, andI still rub my temples over that fact to this day.

Junko was supposed to be an incredible actress, but as amastermind she mostly operates from the shadows. Mukuro was the actress in herstead, and not a very good one at that (she so frequently gets out of characterin her FTEs and in moments of surprise or agitation). So ultimately, we’llnever really know exactly what kind of charade she put on around the dr1characters while fooling them all into believing that she was their friend,because we’ve never actually been shown how she acted whenever she was activelytoning down the whole “incredibly evil, destroyer of the universe” vibes.

Tsumugi is, I think, the kind of mastermind many DR fanshave been asking for when saying they wanted a mastermind who isn’t Junko, orwhen trying to conceive of mastermind AUs for other characters in otherscenarios. It’s just that the fact that her being a DR fan is so intrinsicallylinked to her SHSL talent and her motivations that people are having aninstinctive negative reaction to it.

But I personally really, honestly appreciate that Tsumugi asa mastermind was there from start to finish, and that she was foreshadowedwithout completely coming out of left field, and that she pretended almostuntil the very end to care about the other characters around her and did aconvincing enough job to where she nearly wasn’t found out at all.

Her being a fan of the series has many meta implications, ofcourse, but I don’t think it’s meant to be quite the attack on fans that peopleare taking it as. I’ve been part of many fandoms for many, many series now forsome time, and I’ve seen a variety of responses to fan criticism and faninvolvement, both positive and negative. And having seen extremely negativeresponses with completely unjustifiable, irredeemable plots (Harry Potter andthe Cursed Child, to list what I think is a perfect example), ndrv3’s endingstrikes me as considerably tamer. Iwould even say that it felt more to me like Kodaka was trying to make a pointof poking fun at both himself and the fanbase, as well as make a few validcriticisms from a more meta perspective.

Tsumugi is not supposed to be what I would call a stand-in orrepresentative for the collective DR fandom. After all, the fandom is huge.There are many, many different people within the fanbase, both from Japan andfrom the west, and there are many people with differing opinions, takes on theseries, favorite characters, etc.

Rather than representing all of the fanbase and condemningeveryone for liking the series or “thinking deaths and murders are fun,” I feelTsumugi is meant as a cautionary warning about the dangers of throwing oneselfinto fiction so far that the lines between it and reality become blurry—as is aconstant theme with much of ndrv3. Tsumugi and the presumed audience of ndrv3 aren’t“normal” fans or the typical portrayal of a fanbase. They’re a fanbase who hasbecome so immersed in the desire for “excitement” or “variation from the norm”that they have completely thrown themselves into anything that promises todistract from their daily lives, and begun to like something passionatelywithout thinking critically about it.

I don’t think the implication of this was that anyone wholikes a series or franchise ever for the sake of just liking it casually is “bad”or “evil.” Rather, I feel the overall theme is more about how critical thinkingis still necessary even within the interests and the hobbies we take, becauseotherwise these things spiral out of control and snowball in such a way thatpeople no longer keep in mind the ways in which fiction can, in fact, alterreality itself, because fiction doesn’t exist in a vacuum.

The fans aren’t even the true enemy in ndrv3. Tsumugi is afan of the series, yes, but so were the other characters of the cast accordingto her own testimony. And despite Tsumugi’s claims, it’s clear that by Saiharaand the rest of the survivors’ own accounts, none of them truly “wanted” or “askedfor” the suffering that happened to them. If anything, the true antagonist ofndrv3 is “Team Danganronpa” themselves—and if that’s not Kodaka trying to pokeimmense fun at himself and tease at the way that authors do, in fact, makethese decisions to do horrible things to the characters or write a story fullof suffering, I don’t know what is. And the characters set out at the end toput a stop to Team Danganronpa andthe ways in which they keep trying to rehash the same old story with the sameold twists and the same inherent need to make the characters within thosestories suffer.

In the end, I can see why people don’t like the endingthemselves or are conflicted on how to feel about it! It’s a story that took alot of risks and, for better or worse, it took a stance on the ways in whichfiction can impact the world around us. Personally, I think if dr1 or sdr2 werecoming out for the first time right now, people might find just as much faultwith the sort of undertones of “but maybe girls who wear fashion and make-upare just lying to us all” or “maybe technology is inherently evil and can beused for brainwashing and maybe will replace our entire personalities and makeus into mindless drones” that could be read into those games.

Again though, if people don’t like the ending that’sentirely fine! Liking or not liking something is always a personal choice.These are just my personal thoughts and opinions and a little bit on how I readTsumugi in the ending, and it’s perfectly okay with me if people don’t agree!

#ndrv3 #drv3 #new danganronpa v3 #tsumugi shirogane #shirogane tsumugi #ndrv3 spoilers //#my meta #okay to reblog #anonymous

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