#first time i actually like a melinda drawing i made??

[peanutseagle]

sillies under the cut

#first time i actually like a melinda drawing i made?? #oh my god??? #tried out a this brush i never use but like damn........ its SO good #also sorry if i forgot to change the asks thing but requests are closed 🧍‍♀️ #my obsession with drawing my irl crush only got WORSE i now have 4 fucking double pages dedicated to him. please help me #aint helping that his mom is an absolute sweetheart and we get along super well #even tho we only met TWICE #and the fact that he indirectly called me SMART #nah i'm pathetic #spy x family fanart #spy x family #fanart #my art #melinda desmond #demetrius desmond #demitrius desmond #damian desmond #sxf #sxf fanart

[quietlyimplode]

the language of flowers and silent things

Whumptober 2023: Day 9 - Polaroid

Warnings: alluded to child abuse and child neglect but nothing explicit.

Word Count: 1.2k (gif not mine)

Summary: Natasha holds hope for Christmas.

A/N: I wish I had the time to actually think this fic through but it just is what is it coming through. No beta, and a minimal read through. Mistakes are my own; I know.

Masterlist

Whumptober Masterlist

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1994

OHIO

Christmas season seems to put them all on edge.

Alexei leaves and Melina growls at them at clean. It’s nothing new and Natasha doesn’t mind the monotony of cleaning the house.

From where she’s come from, cleaning is almost a luxury to the hits and bruises of hard labour to get her small muscles strong.

Melina even allows music as they do so.

Yelena fiddles with the radio and she gets up and does a dance whilst Natasha cleans around her.

Christmas music plays and Natasha doesn’t quite understand the sentiments behind it.

Melina is tolerant until she isn’t and it’s the variability that sets Natasha on edge.

The week before Christmas, Natasha hears Yelena asks about Santa.

Natasha knows there’s no such thing.

How could there be a magical man in the sky that delivers presents, or answer wishes.

She hears Melinda talk about it, and anger curls low at Yelena’s hope and optimism.

“We get presents?” Yelena asks.

Natasha rolls over.

She doesn’t hear the response.

There’s no way that Melina would get them gifts. Alexei wouldn’t allow it either.

Natasha dreams of a man coming into her room, but this time he leaves gifts of flowers and food.

Candy mostly, but fruit too, it drags her deeper into sleep and for the first time in a long time she sleeps soundly.

.

Boxes sit under a Christmas tree. Natasha eyes them suspiciously at first.

There’s lights set up around it. Not Christmas lights but large stage lights.

Yelena shakes boxes, and Melina tells her not to touch them.

It fills Natasha with hope.

Maybe in the boxes there is toys, maybe there’s some pencils to draw with, candy? maybe a book?

She eyes the boxes carefully, not really believing that’s the case but wanting to believe it with all her heart.

As Christmas crawls closer, her hope grows.

Melina leaves for a couple of days to meet with Alexei and leaves Natasha in charge of Yelena.

It’s peaceful and fun.

They dance and sing and watch the television.

Natasha teaches Yelena some Russian and they have ice cream for dinner.

They sleep in the same bed and Natasha reads to her the books that they have.

Yelena begs her to open the boxes.

It’s the only rule Natasha has.

She desperately wants to, but she wants to preserve the magic of Christmas Day.

Two days pass before Melina returns.

Yelena runs to hug her and Natasha holds back, jealous of her easy trust.

The night before Christmas, Melina makes them dress up.

It sets Natasha on edge.

The last time she had to dress up and stand in front of people, bad things happened.

They’re made to stand in front of the tree and pose, whilst Melina takes pictures.

Natasha flinches every time the flash goes off.

Melina berates her to stay still.

She tries to smile as ordered, but it feels like dread.

“Can we open the presents tomorrow?” Natasha asks, on a whim.

Melina shrugs.

“You can open them now, there’s nothing in them.”

In that moment, Natasha feels her heart break.

She had hope.

She thought….

She doesn’t know what she thought, maybe that someone cared enough about her that they would get her a gift.

Maybe that she was good enough to get one like all the tales of Santa.

She feels tears on her face as the disappointment floods her body.

Santa would never come here.

She is not good.

Backing away, she flees to the bedroom, hides under the bed and sobs quietly to herself.

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Yelena finds her still under her bed on Christmas Day; a box in her hands.

She holds out her tiny hand and helps Natasha out, her body stuff and sore from being curled up all night.

“It wasn’t real,” Natasha whispers to her, gesturing to the box.

“There’s nothing inside.”

Yelena shakes her head.

“I know, this is from me,” she presents the box to Natasha.

Natasha’s heart skips and she takes the box from her sister.

“Aren’t you disappointed?” she asks, “aren’t you sad?”

Yelena looks up at her legs crossed and shakes her head.

“Santa didn’t come for us,” she sighs, looking to the sky “maybe it’s because we were bad like Alexei tells us we are; or maybe it because he didn’t know we were here. Maybe he thinks we are still in Russia and there’s presents waiting for us there.”

Natasha’s heart sinks further.

There is nothing good in Russia, despite what Melina and Alexei tell Yelena.

“This is for you,” Yelena taps the box.

“I wanted you to have it.”

Natasha opens it.

The picture of them together, side by side faces smiling. The row of four taken when Melina had taken the others to send back to Russia.

“Please don’t show her,” Yelena looks nervous. “I saw that you liked them and I took them for you.”

On a whim, Natasha hugs Yelena, a deep crushing hug that she tries to convey how much the pictures mean.

She hides her tears in her hair and then brings her forehead to Yelena’s. She doesn’t know why, just that it feels right.

“I… I got something for you too,” Natasha whispers, hastily wiping her eyes.

If they see her crying, she knows they’ll make her run laps.

She feels Yelena won’t tell on her.

Taking the little present wrapped in newspaper, from underneath her pillow, she presents it to Yelena.

She swallows hard, wondering if Yelena will understand or if she’s too young.

Yelena opens it carefully, the tiny blue ribbon peaks out and she touches it carefully.

“My mother left it for me,” Natasha whispers.

“It’s the only thing I have of her, and I want you to have it.”

Yelena must understand, because immediately she passes it back.

“I can’t have this,” she says.

Natasha take a breath.

“There was a wet nurse; in the Red Room, she was mean and kind and told me that my mother wanted me and couldn’t keep me. I don’t know if it was the truth. She showed me the things my mother sent with me, it was this and a picture.”

Natasha lifts her bed and pulls out a book, inside the book is the picture.

She shows Yelena.

“This is my mother.”

Yelena takes the picture carefully.

“She’s so pretty.”

Natasha nods.

“The nurse. She said I couldn’t have the the things my mother left me, but showed me where she kept it. Before… before I came here, I took them. I wanted them to be with me, wherever I was. I thought… maybe it was all she had to give. I want them with me.”

Natasha takes back the picture and tucks it carefully into the book, then takes the one that Yelena gave her and places them together.

“I want you to have it, because it’s a part of me.”

Yelena nods but doesn’t really understand.

What she does understand is the sentiment that Natasha is trying to convey, and she feels the pull towards her sister.

“Put it in my hair?”

Natasha smiles and nods.

“Okay.”

Gently she braids her hair, tying the ribbon in so it sits firmly in Yelena’s hair, they hear Melina calling and Natasha touches her arm.

“She can’t know,” Natasha says urgently, “just like the pictures.”

Yelena sees the seriousness and nods.

“I promise,” she nods, and holds out a pinky finger.

Natasha takes it in her own and nods too.

Bringing her in for another hug, she feels Yelena’s little hands pull her close.

“Thank you,” she whispers, and kisses the top of her head.

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#whumptober2023 #no. 9 #polaroid #alluded child abuse #natasha romanoff #black widow #my fic #natasha romanoff fic #yelena belova #Yelena belova fic #young Nat #young Yelena #clintasha fanfiction #marvel fic #black widow fic #melina vostokoff

[adamwatchesmovies]

Harry and the Hendersons (1987)

I’ve had some bad experiences with Bigfoot movies. I remember enjoying Abominable, which is basically Rear Window with a Skunk Ape. Sasquatch, with Lance Henriksen is so bad you’re better off forgetting it. Most examples of the "genre" either fall into the offensive category. At best you'll get something so bad it's good again (I recommend Nightclaws if that’s what you’re looking for). After all these horror movies, it was a surprise to find a gentle, family friendly and charming Abominable Snowman film in the form of Harry and the Hendersons even more surprising is that it's good!

While on a family hunting/camping trip, the Hendersons – father George (John Lithgow), mother Nancy (Melinda Dillon) and their two children Sarah (Margaret Langrick) and Ernie (Joshua Rudoy) – hit a Sasquatch with their car. Unaware that it’s merely knocked out, they strap it to the roof of their vehicle and bring it home.

Created by Rick Baker, “Harry” is a marvellous special effect. You can’t tell whether it’s someone in a suit and makeup or an elaborate electronic. I’m sure it’s a mixture of both but the creature’s movements, its facial expressions, the way it’s shot make it completely convincing. If I didn’t know any better, I’d swear they actually had a Sasquatch on-screen.

This is not a frightening film at all, but if you’re looking to make one, you’ve got to see the way director William Dear handles Harry. You are slowly teased the design. As the Hendersons peer over what they think is a carcass that would send any cryptozoologist into an ocean of ectasy, you see just enough to wet your appetite. You’ll be on your tiptoes trying to peer over the edge of your TV to see Harry’s face and when they finally show the creature in its full glory, you’re blown away. The special effects give Harry a wonderfully expressive face that conveys emotions you instantly relate to. Even without any dialogue, Harry becomes an instantly lovable entity.

The film also features a surprisingly strong character arc for John Lithgow’s character, George. A run-of-the-mill picture would have an obvious change that goes something like this: at first, he doesn’t like Harry. Maybe he wants to kill, or sell the creature for money. By the end, he’d consider Harry a friend or a member of the family. In Harry and the Hendersons, the character is deeper than that. We learn about George's relationship with his father (M. Emmet Walsh), what made him the man he is today and where he’ll go in the future. John Lithgow is a great actor and it’s satisfying to see that he isn’t simply walking around in a dumb role while shenanigans happen around the house. There’s a moment where he spends time drawing a promotional poster for his father’s store and the way that plays out hit a strong cord with me.

There are plenty of laughs and warm emotions found throughout the film. Even the villains are not really that bad and the conclusion resists the obvious, lame decisions we often see in children’s films. Instead, it opts for the right choice and pursues the tone it’s had throughout all the way through.

I’m not going to call the picture a classic. You can’t help but compare the film to E.T. and this just isn't on that same level. Some of the characters are dropped halfway through and not all of the jokes work… but that’s ok. It's the perfect pick for a family movie night that includes both the young and the old. (On VHS, April 24, 2018)

#Harry and the Hendersons #movies #films #movie reviews #film reviews #William Dear #William E. Martin #Ezra D. Rappaport #John Lithgow #melinda dillon #don ameche #David Suchet #Margaret Langrick #Joshua Rudoy #Lainie Kazan #Kevin Peter Hall #1987 movies #1987 films

[gra-sonas]

I’m a day late, but life happened, and somehow the fic just wouldn’t write itself. Rude!

HAPPY [BELATED] BIRTHDAY, @prouvaireafterdark, I come bearing Malex birthday fluff as a gift. ILU ❤️❤️❤️

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“Shhh, kiddo, we have to be quiet. We don’t want to wake up your parents before the cake is ready.”

Melinda Leonora Sanders clapped a tiny hand over her mouth and stared at her grandfather with wide eyes.

Sanders chuckled. “It’s alright, sweetheart, I don’t think they’ve heard. Do you have the gift for your dad?”

Mel hadn’t dared to remove the hand from her mouth yet, so she just nodded. She held up her other hand and showed Sanders a carefully rolled-up piece of paper with a huge pink bow.

“Excellent, your daddy will love it. Come on now, time to knock on their door and wish your dad a happy birthday.”

Mel jumped up and walked down the hallway to her fathers’ bedroom. She stopped at the door, turned around, and waited until Sanders arrived. He was holding the plate with the birthday cake in both hands.

“It’s alright, Mel, you can knock now.”

The little girl barely made a noise on the hardwood door with her small hand, and yet they heard “Come in!” from the other side of the door loud and clear.

Mel opened the door and entered the room. “Daddy, Daddy, it’s your birthday! Grandpa has a cake and I made a present for you,” she yelled excitedly.

Alex and Michael were still in bed, but they were both dressed in t-shirts and sweatpants and sat propped up against the bed’s headboard.

“No way, it’s my birthday? And you made a present for me?” Alex asked. He smiled so wide, his cheeks hurt. He opened his arms wide and Mel ran up to the bed and jumped into Alex’s arms.

Thankfully, Michael’s telekinesis was faster than their daughter, and he managed to flick the gift out of her hand before it could be crushed between her and Alex. Michael caught the paper roll in one hand.

“Dad, there’s room on Alex’s nightstand, you can put the plate down there,” Michael said to Sanders.

The old man did as Michael suggested. When he turned around, Michael pulled up a chair from the opposite corner of the room with a thought. “Sit down, this might take a while.”

Thankful for the chance to watch the birthday celebrations unfold from a more comfortable position, Sanders plopped down into the chair.

Alex and Mel were still hugging, but Alex looked over her shoulder and mouthed “Thank you” in Sanders’ direction. The old man nodded and smiled.

“Daddy, you have to open your gift now,” Mel insisted.

She settled down in Alex’s lap and made a grabby hand gesture at Michael. “Papa, can you please give me the gift I made for Daddy?”

“Of course, here it is,” Michael said and handed her the paper roll.

“Uncle Greg helped me put the bow around it. Isn’t it pretty, daddy?”

Alex kissed the top of Mel’s head. “Very pretty, and it’s pink. My favorite color!”

“I know, that’s why I asked for it.”

Michael had it on good authority that Alex’s favorite color was actually moss green, but ever since Mel had been old enough to identify colors, her fathers’ favorite colors had aligned with whatever color she liked best at any given moment.

Alex removed the pink bow and unrolled the piece of paper. Mel was decent enough at drawing for a four-year-old but he still let her explain the picture to him.

“Look, this is our house, and that’s Papa’s garden. And there’s grandpa, and this is you and Papa.” Mel pointed at all the details.

“It’s absolutely wonderful, I love it so much. Who’s that?” Alex pointed at a little girl in a pink dress in front of Alex and Michael.

“Daddy, that’s me, don’t you recognize me?”

“Oh, that’s you, I wasn’t sure at first because the little girl is petting a dog. Who’s that dog?”

Mel turned around in Alex’s arms and looked at him with soulful eyes. “That’s the puppy I’ll get for my birthday.”

Alex’s eyes widened. “A puppy? For your birthday? Mhm, I don’t know. Michael, what do you say?”

Michael looked at the picture, then he looked at Alex and their daughter. “I’m not sure. Your birthday isn’t for another 6 months, that’s a pretty long time.”

Suddenly, the doors to the large walk-in closet opened, and a large wicker basket floated through the air. It landed in front of Mel with a soft thump. She looked at it with wide eyes, then squealed when she realized that a fluffy brown puppy was snuggled up on a cushion in the basket.

“Daddy, Papa, look, a puppy! It’s so cute, can we please keep it?”

Alex hugged her tight to his chest before he let her go and play with the puppy.

“Yes, sweetheart. We can keep him. He’s yours. All you have to do is pick a name. And take him on walks every now and then. Will you do that?”

“Yes, Daddy, of course. I love him already. His fur is so soft. Look, Grandpa, I got a puppy!”

“You sure did, kiddo. I hope you two come over and visit me from time to time.”

Mel turned around to Michael. “Papa, we need to buy a leash for him.”

Michael smiled at her. “There’s a box with a leash, a dog bed, and some toys in the closet. That should be enough for the first couple of days.”

Mel beamed. “Awesome. Can we take him for a walk now?”

“After breakfast. I think we’re all hungry, and I promised your dad to make pancakes.”

“I love pancakes, can you make dinosaur pancakes for me, Papa?”

“Of course. How about we all move the birthday celebrations into the living room. You can play with the puppy and think of a name for him. We can’t call him “puppy” forever.”

Sanders stood up and reached for the basket with the puppy. “Come with me, Mel, give your dads a moment.”

Mel pressed a wet kiss on Alex’s cheek, said “Happy Birthday, Daddy,” hopped off the bed, and followed Sanders out of the room.

Alex turned around to face Michael.

“Well, I’ll call this a successful birthday present,” he said, smiling happily.

Michael kissed him on the mouth. “It sure is. I’m glad we didn’t wait until her birthday. The little fluff ball will be a great addition to our family.”

“It will be so much fun to chase after a rambunctious kid and a rambunctious puppy, absolutely. Good thing the dog trainer the shelter recommended already agreed to work with the little guy,” Alex snickered.

Michael got up and walked around the bed. He held out his hand for Alex.

“It’ll be fine. But now let’s get out of bed, I hear your stomach growling. Let’s go and join Dad and our little girl for breakfast.”

Alex took Michael’s hand and let himself be pulled up from the bed and into Michael’s arms. He snuggled into the warm embrace and unashamedly breathed in the soothing scent of rain and Michael.

“You know, I talked to dad last night. He agreed to take Mel into town for a milkshake at the Crashdown later. He also agreed to take the puppy with them. That's roughly two hours for me to give you my birthday present,” Michael whispered into Alex’s ear.

Alex kissed Michael’s neck. “Sounds perfect to me.”

#prouvaireafterdark #malex #alex manes #michael guerin #rnm fic #malex fic #my fic #walt sanders

[youvebeenlivingfictional]

The Long Con Part Nine

Previous Part | Masterlist | Next Part Pairing: Marcus Pike x Reader Rating: T Notes: I hope y’all had a good week! 💕 Warnings: Cursing, fluff, me pretending that I know literally anything about art history or art forgery— again. Summary: You wound up spending much of the day holed up in Marcus’ room, sitting at his desk with the numerous print-outs, a marker, a notebook, and his laptop. 

You offered to help Marcus with the wedding errands that needed to be done, but he could see how distracted you were by the print-outs he’d been able to get of the x-rays and craquelure of Leda and the Swan. He shook his head, nodding to where you’d already set up shop at his desk. “Don’t worry about wedding stuff today,” He reassured, smiling. Then he tipped your head up for a quick peck and left.

You wound up spending much of the day holed up in Marcus’ room, sitting at his desk with the numerous print-outs, a marker, a notebook, and his laptop. You looked for comparisons between the x-rays of the Mona Lisa, Da Vinci’s sketches of Leda, and the other reproductions that you were more familiar with. Jill actually had to come up and draw you out of the room by taking Marcus’ laptop charging cord hostage. 

When Marcus returned that evening, he found you folding programs with laser focus. 

“Having fun?” He teased, settling down beside you on the floor. You were leaning back against the couch, as you had when you and Marcus had been putting the favors together. 

“Mhm,” You hummed lightly, peering down at the program and lining up the corners of the paper before smoothing down the middle. Marcus picked up an unfolded program, beginning to fold them as you did. 

“How were um-- Errands, how’d they… You know?” You asked absently. “They were fine. Tuxes have been acquired, venue’s got the final headcount, seating chart and favors, photographer’s got the shot list.” “Has Marnie called the hotel they’re staying at and found out if there was an upgrade available?” You glanced at Marcus, “Might be able to get something if she mentions it’s her wedding weekend.” Marcus’ brows rose. “I don’t think she has, but I’ll find out.” “Should probably check in with wherever the rehearsal dinner is being held, too,” You added, turning back to the programs. “I’ll keep that in mind...Are you okay?” Marcus asked as you dropped another folded program atop the pile. “Mhm.” “Hey,” Marcus reached out, setting his hand on your arm. You glanced over at him. “S’wrong?” “You seem a little tense,” He scooched closer, thigh pressing against yours, “I can take over program folding,” He added. “She’s mad at me,” Jill called from the kitchen. “I am not mad!” You called back. “What happened?” Marcus frowned, glancing between the two of you. Jill came into the living room, leaning over the back of the couch and peering down at the two of you. “I made her come out from hunching over those photos that you printed out this morning,” She told Marcus as you pointedly folded another program. Busted. “How long were you in there?” Marcus asked, rubbing his hand over the back of your neck gently. “Since you left. I only got the damn cord away from her half an hour ago,” Jill answered, pushing off of the couch, “Speakin’a which, you hungry, Marky?” You snickered, muttering, “Marky.” “No thanks, mom.” “What about you, honey?” “No thank you, Jill,” You glanced back, offering her a smile before dropping another program atop the pile. Marcus watched her go before he leaned a little closer. “Were you able to work anything out?” He asked, picking up another page. “Nothing substantive,” You grumbled, folding the page and setting it aside. Marcus set his on the pile before he drew you into his chest. You pouted a little, slouching against him as you reached for the next page. “You know I’ve got the team working on this, too, right? And the team working out of the Louvre.” “I know,” You mumbled. “So relax,” Marcus murmured, turning his head and pressing a kiss to your temple. “I’m incredibly relaxed. I’m also very focused on folding these programs.” “Sweetheart, programs do not need to be that perfect.” 

“Agree to disagree.” You felt Marcus’ fingers tuck under your chin and turn your head to look at him. You paused in your folding, blinking up at him. “You sure you’re alright?” He asked gently. You were not— but what was one more lie in this house? “Yeah,” You murmured before you leaned up, taking a chance and pecking Marcus’ lips. You felt him smile as he cupped your cheek, keeping you close as he deepened the kiss. You sighed, relaxing a little more and resting a hand on his thigh. As the kiss broke, you rested your head against his neck, closing your eyes as Marcus rubbed his hand over your shoulder. “...Feel better?” He asked quietly. “I think so.” “I can do that anytime,” He added after a moment, and you smiled, pressing your face into the crook of his neck. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

-- “You still doing that?” Marcus asked. “Hm?” You glanced back at him, catching sight of him in his pajamas. Jill had relinquished the laptop cord shortly after dinner, and Marcus had freed you of program-folding duty. “What...Time is it?” You asked, frowning. “It’s a little after midnight,” Marcus walked over to stand behind you, bracing his hands on the back of your chair and looking over your work, “You comin’ to bed?” You knew that you should— it had been a long day (after Jill had finally ceded the charging cord), and you were a bit tired. “Uh… N--No, not yet—” “C’mon,” Marcus murmured, leaning down and wrapping his arms around your shoulders, “You need to get some sleep.” “I know, I’m gonna, I just— I think I’m really close to something here,” You admitted, looking up at Marcus, “I wanna chase it down. I’ll take it into the living room so the light doesn’t keep you up,” You added, starting to gather up some of the materials. “If you’re sure,” Marcus conceded softly, “But get some sleep, huh?” “I will.” “Promise?” You glanced up at Marcus, smiling. “Promise.” He nodded, leaning in and pressing a kiss to your forehead before heading to bed. 

-- 

You leaned away from the markups on the coffee table, dropping your marker with a shaky hand. 

You’d made a call to where she’d been sent, and found out she had had her sentence shortened. She’d been out for nearly three years— she’d missed parole; there was a warrant out for her arrest. You hadn’t wanted to believe it was her work, you hadn’t, but you’d found the messages she always left. One was in the x-rayed under layers of the wreath of flowers around the swan’s neck: ‘Dominus ad ludere’. And then, another x-rayed layer, within one of the grey layers of the painting, near the darkened fold of the swan’s wing: ‘Ad opus domini’. The master at play, the master at work.  The lettering was small, difficult to spot, but you knew that handwriting, and you knew exactly where to look. You couldn’t help the sick, twisting feeling in your stomach as you picked up your phone. You grabbed your notebook where you’d jotted down your notes on the sketches and brushstrokes, the notes that she’d left behind, and you hurried out to the porch. You sat on the porch swing, peering out into the dark and settling your notebook on your lap. You tucked the phone against your ear, listening as it rang. “Special Agent Melinda Yuen,” Came the answer when the phone was picked up. You were fond of Marcus’ colleague; aside from Marcus, she was who you’d worked the closest with. “Hi, Mel, it’s me,” You said quietly, glancing toward the door. “Hey, professor! How ya been?” “Fine,” You smiled a little at her question, “You?” “I’m alright. If you’re calling looking for Marcus—” “No, I… I wanted to talk to you. Marcus sent me some of the stuff from that da Vinci picked up in Orléans. I took a look at it, it’s definitely not authentic.” “You got notes?” “You have a pen? I’m going to tell you exactly where to look.” You listed off the points and layers that you were able to identify, as well as the suspect for her to look into. Melinda went quiet on the other end for a moment. “Professor, isn’t that your grandm—” “Yes,” You answered hurriedly, “It is.” “...Shit.” “My feelings exactly— Look, Mel, I’ve gotta ask you a favor.” “Sure.” “Don’t...Don’t tell Marcus who called this in until he’s back in D.C.” “Why not?” “Just, please?” You pleaded softly, glancing toward the door. “...I don’t know, professor—” “I’m not asking you to keep it from him forever, just-- Couple’a days.”

“Alright,” Melinda sighed softly, before, “How do you know when he’ll be back, anyway?” “Oh, he uh— mentioned he was going to his sister’s wedding. I don’t wanna ruin his weekend, you know. Figured if I got you on the first ring on this number he must be down there, ‘specially with this big of a case in the office,” You fibbed quickly. “You figure correctly,” Melinda chuckled, “I’ll get these notes over to the team. Night, professor.” “Night, Mel, and thanks.” “Hey, thank you.” You lowered your phone, hanging it up and peering out over the backyard again. You sighed softly, pushing the swing back and forth with one foot. “Can’t sleep?” You jumped at the sound of the question, huffing a shaky laugh at the sight of Marnie. “No,” You confirmed, “What about you?” “Nope,” Marnie sighed, walking over to sit beside you, “I was working on my vows.” “Big speech-writing day in the Pike household,” You teased. “That Marcus’?” Marnie nodded to your notebook. “O-Oh! No. Some uh… Stuff on that painting. Inconsistencies, little things,” You set the notebook down between the two of them, giving Marnie the option to pick it up. She left it be, giving you a little bit of relief in what had been a mostly hellish day. “Think it’s serious?” You shrugged, “Could be inconsequential.” You were already lying to Marnie so much, what was one more? Though, frankly, it made you feel a little crummy. You were growing very fond of Marcus’ family. They were warm, and welcoming. You’d always imagined having a family like them. “You and Marcus seem good, you know?” Marnie said, nudging your shoulder with hers, “I mean...Happy.” You smiled, lowering your eyes. “Your brother is... amazing. All of you are, I mean— I don’t know any family that would open their home to someone they don’t know for a night, let alone an entire week. And your mom— the way she pulled me out of Marcus’ room earlier,” The two of you chuckled, “Well. I’ve appreciated everything since I’ve been here, how kind you all have been.” “Oh,” Marnie reached out, patting your hand lightly, “We’re happy to. ‘Sides, Marcus is clearly smitten with you.” Your stomach churned with unease as you peered down at your hands. Marcus was a better actor than he gave himself credit for. You knew you’d make a liar out of him. “Makes two of us,” You mumbled. Damn, but that was the truth. Tag list: @hufflepuffing-all-day-long ; @spideysimpossiblegirl ; @blueeyesatnight ; @elen-aranel ; @yespolkadotkitty ; @artsymaddie ; @phoenixhalliwell ; @lunaserenade ; @winniedaboo  ; @empress-palpat1ne ; @randomness501 ; @nutmeg-20 ; @leonieb ; @the-feckless-wonder ; @lou-la-lou ; @captain-jebi ; @supernaturalgirl ; @naturenebula21 ; @evelynseventyr ; @giselatropicana ; @heatherbel ; @marydjarin ; @annathewitch ; @absurdthirst ; @hnt-escape ; @writingletterstothefire ; @misswriter ; @bison-writes ; @xx-small-town-witch-xx ; @ajeff855 ; @hellovanessax​ ; @drinkingwhileblogging​ ; @strawberryperegrine​ ; @a-court-of-feysand-and-elorcan​

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[river-bottom-nightmare]

Nightwing #81 Review

i swear i actually thought no one was interested so i didn’t write one but a grand total of two (2) people said they wanted to read it, so here it is. honestly, my opinion’s been going a bit downhill, but the art is really cool and there are some decent parts so. holding out i guess? i really hope taylor has an end goal or at least a cohesive plan, otherwise i don’t see this series going anywhere i’ll particularly enjoy

the cover is very straightforward in its imagery, this villain has nightwing in the palm of his hand, easily manipulated, easily controlled no matter the action dick thinks he’ll take. 

what i find interesting is the colour: both previously and heavily in this issue, the colourist has chosen to make pink this villain’s main colour, with different shades of pink as accents. so why the red in the cover? possibly to just make it more eye-grabbing, though one could argue that pink is even more eye-catching than red. maybe to convey a sense of dread or fear that pink won’t fully get across. either way, it’s definitely a decision i’m curious about.

so melinda zucco is in a high enough political position within bludhaven that she is next in line to become the mayor after the previous mayor died and dick just,,,,didn’t have any idea she existed? dick didn’t know anything about her? forget dick’s own brilliant detective skills, forget his doggedness at anything zucco related, you’re telling me bruce never found her and told dick about her? maybe he wouldn’t have now, but back when dick was a young kid, he definitely would have at least made dick aware of her existence, to let dick know and ask if he wanted to interfere with her life or anything.

i have a thought about zucco’s facial expressions. she is very much stone-cold poker face throughout the entire issue. the only time i see her pull a different expression is near the end when dick corners her against a wall with an arm around her throat. 

this is most certainly intentional, what with the varied and intense expressions we see on other characters, dick most prominently. i’m wondering what exactly is the creative team’s reasoning behind this. in these panels, zucco is meeting with the most dangerous, powerful, near-bloodthirsty man in all of bludhaven and becoming the mayor of the city respectfully. in both of these panels, there is barely a hint of emotion in her face: no fear, no determination, no satisfaction. it’s just odd, considering the circumstances she’s in, regardless of any training recieved.

just spitballing here but. like. from what i’ve read so far, dick doesn’t really seem like bludhaven’s guardian angel. more like when peter parker first put on spandex and blindly stepped out into new york.

dick, how exactly can you underestimate someone from one move. so he caught your escrima. anyone with enhanced reflexes can do that. you still don’t know how he can actually fight, and this is shown in the next set of panels. 

i just don’t like the wording here. dick’s “underestimated” him, but beats him up easy in the next page. in addition, i don’t know much about combat, but i would assume it would take more than one move to determine exactly what an opponent’s skill level is, made even more complex when you add physical enhancements and metahumans and aliens into the mixture.

idk my first thought when i saw that he caught the stick was “ah ok he’s enhanced” because obviously he couldn’t have reacted fast enough if he wasn’t (as there are few people trained enough to catch it on human reflexes alone.) then the wording in the next panel, i’ve underestimated him, made me think “oh no ok so he’s not enhanced, he’s just a really good fighter and can give dick a run for his money in a fight.” then, it turns out my first assumption was proven correct in the next panel. it just comes across as misleading to me.

(also sidenote but his curls are cute.)

have i praised the art enough in this series? no, i have not.

i adore the way this is laid out and illustrated. without even having to read the text, the action sequence is visually engaging and intense, and easily followable from one panel to the next. dick’s physical expertise comes through quite efficiently, and i love the special attention shown to draw our attention to dick’s escrima in the bottom right corner.

also that move in the middle row leftmost panel that’s the mcu black widow move to get up off the ground it was the first thing i noticed and it made me laugh; thought it was worth noting

i’m really loving dick’s escrima sticks in this run. they’re just so multipurpose, it’s hilarious and exhilarating. kinda reminds me of bruce’s belt, the way the button in the middle does eevveeerrryyytthhiinngg. 

got a problem? don’t worry! dick’s installed a feature into his escrima that can fix that! (i like thinking dick helped make them it makes me happy and makes my engineer!dick side satisfied)

yawn. your big heart is your one true weakness yadda yadda the fact that you care will be used against you blah blah we get it. jesus can the villains please find a different weakness to exploit, this is getting old.

i need dick’s capacity to empathize and care and love to stop being a weakness that villains sneer about. bonus points if dick saves everyone anyway, either because of or despite his great big heart and the villain is surprised by the goodness of mankind or some shit like that.

i need it to be a strength, right from the get-go. the fact that he cares so incredibly much should be an asset that dick has and will use. he’s a very complex character with years of background, it can’t possibly be that hard to find another weakness of his. 

ooooh this is cool, gosh i absolutely love this.

because what exactly is the reader doing? we are seeing the fear in dick’s face, just as this villain intended. even better, we’re seeing the reflection of it from the villain’s glossy mask, telling us exactly what we’re seeing and exactly what he likes so much about it.

dick’s standing up straight, shoulders drawn back, looking up at this villain’s face with determination and resolve, but his suit is tattered. one eye looks to be swollen. his hair is falling limply around his eyes, as opposed to the curls from earlier. his escrima aren’t even part of the main focus, instead blending into the side of the mask in the outer corners of the mask’s eyes, which tells you exactly how big of a threat they are to this villain.

poor bitewing’s quite alarmed.

also on second thought why would you bring your puppy out like this, when you know you’re gonna end up fighting someone in the suit. a) how many grey three-legged adorable little puppies live in the bludhaven area dick? and how easy will it be to connect the doggo running around with nightwing with the doggo that dick grayson owns? and 2) is this puppers trained? does she have fighting experience? how exactly can you ensure she will survive this highly stressful situation?

dick take better care of your dog 

you know what? i was with tim on this one. why exactly is dick so optimistic and trusting about the people of bludhaven? bludhaven, which has been described as gotham’s smaller, smellier, more corrupt sister city once or twice. it’s not just the corrupt people in power, the entire system needs to change and people need to have faith and hope in order for them to come together, espcially if they’ve been living in conditions like how bludhaven has been described. from how clueless dick is about his own goddamn city, i can tell he hasn’t been here long.

it was a nice moment of hope, i’ll admit. but it was a tad unrealistic for me.

also it was in a weird place in the comic. this sort of confrontation and big get-together of the people to rejuvenate hope in each other feels like it should come near the end of a run, if not the end of an issue. certainly not in the first third of an issue. the pacing’s a bit off to me.

loyal little puppy patiently waiting for her human to wake up. i love her so much.

no it’s not. it’s bitewing.

living for this t-shirt honestly. do comics of dc characters exist in the dc universe? they must if the mug and the shirt are any indication

(now i’m imagining the first batman movie that came out in the dc universe and bruce just. being so offended at who they chose to play him.)

well, yes. but when a group of people are put through hellish conditions over and over again, they soon become desensitized to the pain and terror of their everyday lives in order to both stay sane and keep their life relatively stable, and part of that becomes ignoring or blocking out anything that isn’t directly important to you or your loved ones. having a bleeding heart will most likely get you killed in a city like bludhaven if you don’t have the same skills that vigilantes have.

and of course, people are more than capable of coming together and rallying under their city’s vigilante after seeing the good they’ve done and how they’ve helped the people, but that sort of trust takes time and effort to build. dick also had the whole ric arc and was gone for a while, which has been referenced several times in this particular issue in fact. that’s not going to make bludhaven’s citizens any more likely to trust him.

maybe i’m being a bit harsh but this comic is comic off as a bit too idealistic for the amount of change nightwing can do in a city given the present and past circumstances as well as nightwing’s own abilities. even dick grayson can’t pull off everything.

ok seriously this needs to stop this needs to stop.

right now, dick reminds me of oliver queen in the few episodes of the cw’s arrow i watched. he does the punchy-kicky-fighty and occasionally has smart insights due to the skills he gained from his past that he certainly definitely totally has but only ever exhibits once, while his team does all of the background research and information gathering and actual work.

this is dick’s city. if he has the same intelligence, worth ethic, and stubbornness in this run that he’s been shown to possess all his life, then he knows this city inside out. he’ll have meticulous notes organized in a ridiculously efficient system, he’ll have scouted out zucco long before this started, he’ll have known when anything big happened in the bludhaven political landscape in an instant.

i’m really not liking exactly how much dick’s relying on babs and tim in this series. sure, he loves them and cares for them and likes working cases with them. but he always pulls his own weight, has always been a mentor figure to tim instead of what’s weirdly becoming the other way around, and takes point on the cases in his own damn city.

what kind of weak-ass oracle is this?? redacted fbi files are child’s play. babs used to hack into the fbi for fun. this one particular picture is so out of character i want to laugh.

reading this series has unfortunately made me confront that, despite the tiny fluid acrobat dick that lives in my head 24/7, canon dick is impossibly 5′10 and muscular at that.

mmm. titties.

tim said hydrate or die-drate bitch

love how dick’s doing all this intense brooding and stuff meanwhile bitewing is curled up in a soft comfy post having the time of her life.

you don’t understand i would legitimately kill myself for her.

also the lighting in this one scene is cool. the blue tones come off so well.

they’re just. so multipurpose!! they can become a bo staff. they can cut glass. they can become a grapple hook/line. they can electrify someone. they’re a funky colour. i’m becoming really attached to these things. absolute solid choice in weaponry.

if you’re gonna write up every rookie mistake dick has made during this series to head trauma, then dick shouldn’t be out and about at all, much less in costume.

see this? this is just straight up wrong. dick most definitely should have spotted her, and would have immediately moved to take her down.

scratch that, dick would have done a full check of the building, because he knows not to break into places uninformed, especially if the owner of the apartment was raised by the maroni family. someone as highly trained, experienced, and competent as dick wouldn’t have done this.

and if you chalk it up to head injury, (which is probably true), than his ~love interest~ and his little brother should have done a much better job making sure he stays in his house.

zucco looks so awkward it’s fucking hilarious

are those shadows that mimic a domino mask, to both reflect and hide the fact that his mask is missing? are those bruises around his eyes, to show how, despite what good he’s doing, being nightwing is hurting dick right now? 

(isn’t his domino mask supposed to have an electrifying feature that keeps people from removing them?)

it’s a little odd how the three known villains of this series are all coloured in warm shades, more specifically pink. meanwhile, in earlier issues, dick’s fondest memories were in pink, memories of him and alfred in particular. why has the colour pink changed from signifying something benevolent to something malicious? idk i hope this gets explained later.

this i did like. either it’s just a display of brute force in anger, or dick slipped the ties and pulled them off once untied. both ways, it’s an unintentional display of power, and i think that’s kinda cool.

again. dick is,,,tall? sort of? weirdddd

i’m so glad most readers are unified in the notion that this was the absolute dumbest fucking thing.

i’m hoping this gets disproved or something soon. and i hope dick doesn’t fall for it, because he definitely knows better than to take something as important as this at face value.

what exactly is taylor trying to accomplish here? why is he trying to go back on what we all knew was a happy, loving childhood and throw strife and disharmony and (what i’m assuming will be) infidelity? this will not end well at all.

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,,,,,this review got way longer than expected lol. and i realize most of it just became me ranting. i guess i didn’t realize how ticked off i was originally. fingers crossed it gets better.

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[samanthaswishes]

Agents of SHIELD Rewatch Season 1B (ep. 12-22)

Here's my commentary on my rewatch of Agents of SHIELD Season 1 Episodes 12-22. This may not be the best commentary since these are just the thoughts and opinions that come to my mind as I watch the episodes rather than a full-blown analysis, but I'm just having fun with it!

1x12 Seeds

I don't know about you guys, but I've always wanted to go to the SHIELD Academy since I first watched this episode. Personally, I think I'd be in communications just cause I'm not good at anything physical or science. Plus, it sounds kinda fun. And it's the easiest to get into so that's probably the only one I qualify for haha😅

I like how Weaver just completely skips over Skye in introducing herself.

The Wall of Valor scene is so funny to watch now after Season 7 because Daniel Sousa's name is on that wall and like 5-6 years later, he's Skye's husband boyfriend.

The fact that May knew what was going on the whole time with Coulson while she was trying to draw his attention away from it.

I love how May talking at all means that some things is up.

Also, this is probably the start of May really caring for Skye. Even though she was doing it to take Coulson's mind someplace else, she cared enough about Skye to do this for her.

For someone who's been off-grid for 23 years, Lumley's still got it.

Also, the fact that he knew exactly what they were there for. He saw them and knew immediately that it was about Daisy.

Hearing the story feels so different after season 2 since we know that Whitehall had originally raided the village followed by Cal and Jiaying killing everyone in search of Daisy.

I get that the protocol was created to protect Skye, but it's honestly sad that none of them thought of the emotional ramifications it would have on Skye. Even though she learns that's what happened, that doesn't change the abuse and feelings of loneliness she grew up with. Again, THE SHOW SHOULD HAVE EXPLORED HER PAST MORE.

Also sad that the scene with Agent Tad (played by Zachary Burr Abel aka Elizabeth's fiance) was cut.

I honestly kinda feel bad for Donnie. Seth used him for money then he was later brainwashed by Hydra and unfortunately, had to be killed.

Skye thought she did something wrong when Coulson wouldn't look at her (Again, not to be protective about Skye, but damn somebody give her a hug.)

"I can get there." "Yeah, I can't get there"

COULSON HOLDING SKYE'S HAND AS THEY ENTER THE STORM BEING SUCH A DADDDD!!

"Who do you become?" UGH THE FORESHADOWING TO 2x10 OMG.

1x13 T.R.A.C.K.S.

TIME FOR THE BEST EPISODE OF THE SEASON AND ONE OF THE BEST EPISODES OF THE WHOLE SERIES

May looks so good in this episode.

I also love Skye's outfit, but too bad it had to get ruined when she got SHOT.

"Wait, you told him?" "YEP" Oh, May I love you.

Does anyone else get kinda uncomfortable when Fitz speaks with an American accent? Like it's so unnatural to me. (Iain does an amazing accent. It's just weird to me that the accent is coming out of his mouth)

"PrOsTiTuTeS!"

"Prostitutes? Plural?"

I love the Jemma and Coulson duo. So happy it came back in 7x03 with almost the same energy.

WHY DID YOU HAVE TO HESITATE TO PUNCH HER WARD!? AND DON'T ACT LIKE YOU'VE GOT MORALS. YOU'RE FUCKING HYDRA.

"My men are dead" Cause May got the best of you idiot.

The ICONIC holo table scene. We love to see it.

I love how in a matter of seconds, we see just how much of a badass May is while also showing how big of a heart she has towards the people she cares about.

I. LOVE. MELINDA. MAY.❤️❤️

We really got some Philinda action in this episode.

Fitz's comment to Skye is basically the right idea, but executed horribly (he said it to ease her nerves but it only made her more scared of herself) which you can't blame him for since he doesn't know what exactly she's referring to just yet.

On my first watch, I KNEW something bad was going to happen when Skye said she wanted to go in alone.

But props to Skye cause before she's cornered in that basement, she actually handles herself really well.

Here's the second Skye/Daisy choke out of the series, and what do you know, it's in front of Quinn AGAIN.

As soon as Quinn raised the gun in Mike's hand, I knew Skye was going to get hurt when I first watched it.

Oh god, Skye crying out for help always gets me.

Coulson goes into Protective Dad Mode™ as soon as he sees the blood on Quinn's hand, and he already knows it's Skye's blood.

Coulson holding Skye on the ground and just repeating "hang on" gets me every time too.

I love how much the team has grown to care about Skye over the past 13 episodes. Even though they haven't known each other long, her being on the verge of death affects all of them, and none of them can imagine their lives without her.

Leave me alone to cry😭

1x14 T.A.H.I.T.I.

The whole beginning of this episode feels so intense and heartbreaking.

I love how May's the one to bring everyone back in and say that none of them were at fault.

WHEN THE DOCTOR COMES OUT AND YOU CAN SEE IT IN HER FACE THAT IT'S NOT GOOD AHHH.

"We're her family" YES YOU FUCKING ARE I'M GONNA GO CRY IN THE CORNER NOW😭

AND THE FULL MAMA BEAR MAY FINALLY MAKES HER APPEARANCE!

I will never not be sick of watching May beat the crap out of Ian Quinn. It's literally one of my favorite scenes ever.

We love Bill Paxton here.

Also, TRIP!! I LOVE AND MISS YOU TRIP.

I was low-key (but very much high-key now) rooting for Trip to win the little fight between him and Ward...

The whole giant file thing (echo chamber I think they call it) still makes no sense to me. Like how do you tell what is what and where you are in the files?

Honesly, if they went the Trip and Simmons route, I wouldn't have even been mad (even though I personally did ship him and Skye for a bit in s2.)

Ugh the whole Skye almost flatlining to the bunker collapsing to injecting Skye with the GH-325 is intense.

We love Protective Dad™ Coulson.

1x15 Yes Men

She's getting better😆

You did amazing Skye. Don't think so low of yourself.

Skye's got 'Welcome Wagon' catching on😉

LADY SIF!!!!!!

I love May's face when Sif explains how Lorelei's powers only work on men cause they have a weakness that women don't have.

I love that Sif already knows how to use the holo table. Coulson must be feeling do bad right now haha🤣

And the Night-Night Gun becomes the ICER.

When I first watched this, I didn't understand Coulson's reasoning, but now I am totally on his side. They didn't know what the drug was (well, he did but you know), but it was so protected that it must've been off SHIELD books for a reason.

Mulan moment with May and Sif's sword.

"He will not hesitate to kill you" I mean, in 1x19 he was pretty ready to kill her and he wasn't mind controlled then.

Yep. May's ready to murder Lorelei.

What's with Simmons and that fire extuingisher? It’s the second time this season.

May beating up Ward in this episode is very satisfying.

I don't know about y'all but I'm almost positive Ward pressed the trigger on the gun AFTER Sif put the necklace on Lorelei.

"I'm not saying you were weak. I'm saying ALL men are weak."

THE MAY REVEAL!!!!!

1x16 End of the Beginning

The start of the Winter Soldier tie in!

SKYE’S A SHIELD AGENT NOWWWWW

Ward looks like he’s not happy that she’s an agent now.

“I’m no clairvoyant” he says as he’s following the ‘clairvoyant’

THE LUMERIAN STARRRRR

Don’t wish Sitwell luck, Coulson. He’s Hydra and Bucky’s about to yank him out of a moving car and yeet him across the freeway.

How did Fitz and Simmons not think May was being suspicious. She’s good at hiding it things, but in that moment, she was acting so different and her tone was different as well.

“Are you scorpio?” Yes actually. Ming-Na Wen is indeed a scorpio.

“Don’t call me Vic. It’s condescending.”

I just now realized Garrett checking out Fitz’s golden retrievers. That probably when he decided he wanted to come to Hydra.

Garrett was probably down there making sure Thomas Bash was set up.

Coulson gonna protect his new daughter from harm.

Ward don’t act all heroic. You knew that guy wasn’t the clairvoyant. God I’m so happy the betrayal episode is next.

“DoN’t UsE mY nAmE jEmMa”

HE’S AN AGENT OF SHIELD

If I was Fitz and I was peeking into May’s line and she caught me, I’d shit my pants.

“I didn’t do anything”🙅‍♂️

Okay, but what was the point of the ICER? Like why was she gonna ice him?

I kinda believe that if Skye hadn’t came in when she did, Coulson may have actually figured Ward out.

And there’s the Victoria Hand fake out.

1x17 Turn, Turn, Turn

Okay but Garret just flying the plane and reading a book is a whole mood.

I was so scared that Trip was Hydra when I first watched this episode.

DID COULSON REALLY HAVE TO SHOOT MAY WITH THE REAL GUN!?

“Booyah!”💥

H Y D R A

Garrett, Coulson’s a whole lot smarter than you thought.

*cue Among Us music*

YOU’RE ONE TO TALK WARD JUST SHUT UP ALREADY

I completely understand Coulson’s anger, but May was completely under orders and I feel like he would’ve done the same thing if he had been ordered to.

I completely missed the part where 2 different teams stormed the Bus, so that means both a shield and a hydra team were coming for them.

“You haven’t even taught me to hold up under torture yet” “We’ll get to that. It’s fun”

YES TRIP!

Hand is kinda twisting the events of what actually happened.

How did those agents that were running towards the closet not see the door open? Like it’s not hard to miss.

SHUT YOUR MOUTH WARD

I did ship SkyeWard when I watched s1 for the first time. Now, I’m just counting down the days until Skye/Daisy’s lips will be touching Daniel’s instead of this murderer’s.

I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THE GARRETT SLIP-UP SCENE!!

IAIN BRINGING TEARS TO THIS SCENE

MAY DOING THE BLACK WIDOW MOVE!!

So Victoria Hand and that strike team just waited until the fight was done to enter?

“How deep does it go?” YOU HAVE A MOLE ON YOUR TEAM COULSON

I do wish I didn’t get spoiled that Ward was Hydra the first time I watched it. That reaction would’ve been amazing.

1x18 Providence

It's been a few weeks since I last watched haha😅

RAINA'S BACK. I frickin love Raina.

And suddenly Ward is all evil and shit. It's been what? 12 hours at most?

"You're not clairvoyant?" Well, Raina, guess who is going to be in a season.

Was I the only one who was annoyed by Fitz kinda getting on Jemma and Trip? He claims they're ganging up on him, but they're right. Plus, he's the one who told Trip to turn it on only to scream at him and get mad. I'm probably reading too much into this cause my likings of Fitz have gone down significantly since I first watched, but I digress.

YAY TRIP IS ON THE TEAM NOW

I don't really like the side plot of Fitz being jealous of Trip and acting like he's the bad guy.

"We have internet" "Yayyy"

Just drop him already, Skye. He's not worth it.

No surprise to anyone but Grant Ward is an asshole.

I get he still likes her, but if he knew someone on the team was going to get hurt eventually, why the hell is Ward so mad about it? I guess I just hate that he still cares about her because it's so DISGUSTING!!🤮

Jesus Juice™

Poor Skye. She was only SHIELD for a day.

To be honest, I understand the team's reserves about the situation.

SHUT UP WARD

You're no one's type, Ward.

Him repeating what he said at the beginning of the season is so awkward idk why😂

SCREW GARRETT AND SCREW WARD

She is concerned, Phil. I hate this whole Coulson and May conflict.

ngl May could definitely take Coulson on if she were to take his 'weapon'

These agents are so stupid. No Hand, no opening the door. Seriously? It's not that hard. If they were told to only open the doors with Hand, then that's what they have to do ESPECIALLY right now.

Skye has the cutest snow outfit with her little purple beanie💜

See, this part I can admit that I understand where Fitz is coming from. I, too, struggle so much with change. My mind is constantly thinking about ways things would be if certain things didn't change, and my mind kind of just feeds off of that.

Coulson's "agents of nothing" speech still hits hard.

Again, SKYE IS SO SMART AND CLEVER!

KOENIG!!!!!!!!

We love the lanyards.

Funny how when he mentions 'brother' none of us knew he had 3 more brothers that look exactly like him (and a sister).

"Pull the plane in" SO THEY HAVE TO WALK ALL THE WAY BACK?!

"At least the machine gun didn't start shooting at you." I WISH IT DID.

I too regret that Garrett didn't rip Quinn's tongue out.

And that's the last time we will ever see gravitonium until season 5!

1x19 Only Light in the Darkness

We finally get the story of the cellist.

Okay, but what happened to all the other criminals locked up in the Fridge? Are they still on the run?

Why does almost every bad guy have to listen to classical music?

Skye sounded so scared when she said Ian Quinn🥺

Was Koenig not informed Coulson had a whole team? He seems so mad that there are other people besides Coulson.

During this whole scene we learn that May was once married, Trip is the grandson of a Howling Commando, and Skye's name from the orphanage was Mary Sue Poots.

I’ve never watched anything Doctor Who related and know very little about it, but Jemma being a Doctor Who fangirl is adorable.

Why is this the only time Ward's sister is mentioned? Like, was she just never around?

Koenig should've shot Ward right then and there. If there were spikes, that's a major red flag. I'm sure the team would understand if he had said, "he was lying. He's Hydra."

Again, Fitz hating on Trip is pretty annoying.

And that's why you don't go jogging at night.

We love Skye hacking into government agencies.

And Simmons is still a terrible liar.

"It was like he came out of a movie." Haha.... ha

They were planning a trip to Tahiti🥺😩

"I wake up like he's watching over me." Haha... ha… HA

What made Ward think he could take out Melinda May?

Bye, Eric. It was nice knowing you.

I feel like Skye was truly sad when May left. Probably felt abandoned like when she was in foster care and masked it by being angry/annoyed.

AHH, THIS SCENE! The cello in the background with Skye finding out Ward is Hydra is phenomenal!

Chloe does such an amazing performance in this scene!

UGh Ward's obsession with Skye is WEIRD and CREEPY and I DON'T LIKE IT!

DON'T TOUCH HER LIKE THAT WARD!!

Lian May has canonically met Maria Hill, and I love that.

1x20 Nothing Personal

MARIA HILLLLL

I love that Coulson finally came around on the May situation.

And that's when Coulson goes into Full Dad Mode™.

Skye is really doing such a better job at staying undercover and staying relaxed than Ward.

Hello General Talbot. Can't wait for the love/hate relationship we're gonna have for the next four seasons.

We love Melinda May going grave robbing.

WE LOVE SKYE

Skye would have actually succeeded if Mike didn't come into play. She did so well.

Skye beating Ward for the small moment is my favorite thing in the whole episode.

Ward sympathizers always ignore this scene. WARD IS A BIG FAT FRICKIN NAZI.

"Sacrifices" BOY you haven't sacrificed anything for yourself. You sacrifice other people and things that are special to those people. Don't act like you've given up so much.

No one talks about the mental manipulation Skye went through in this episode, and we really need to.

YES COULSON GO GET YOUR DAUGHTER

I'd only want to go sky diving if it was done in Lola

Coulson giving Skye a candy bar from the vending machine always makes me soft.

"hUH"

1x21 Ragtag

The flashback parts of this episode enrages me for some reason. Like, are you trying to make me sympathize with a nazi? Cause it's not working.

You all will be in Bogota in about two years to pick up someone very special😉

I love fanboy Coulson.

May and Coulson pretending to be Fitzsimmons is one of my favorite things.

"May looks barely a day over... THIRTY! YOU'RE GORGEOUS!"

Sleepy Sleep Gun™

You never want to be stuck in an elevator with Melinda May. Or you absolutely do. Depends on the situation.

"DoEs YoUr SwEaTeR iTcH?"

Season 1 is a fun one to rewatch after having had watched the whole series because they set so much stuff up for season 2 in this season.

"Skye, Trip, get ready for a large file transfer." "How large?" Y E E T

^ Still one of my favorite scenes ever.

Again, this episode is not getting me to feel bad for Ward.

I hate how Fitz just ignores Skye's experience with Ward. He wants to prove that Ward isn't evil when Skye experienced firsthand what kind of person Ward is. It’s like her experience doesn’t matter to him. It literally takes until Ward has affected him personally does he see it.

Again, no one talks about the mental manipulation done to Skye in the last episode.

AND HERE WE HAVE THE TRUE BEGINNINGS OF MAMA MAY AND DAISY!

"We'Re GoInG tO cUbA😃"

"Garrett's dying!" GOOD

I do understand that Garrett manipulated Ward, but STILL. I feel like Ward could've redeemed himself before the finale but everything he's done after the turn is absolutely terrible (not excusing every terrible thing he did as hydra before the show btw). Once he reached the point of no return, it's honestly hard to even sympathize with him. Ward deserves nothing.

ANOTHER THING! People say Ward gave Fitzsimmons the best possible option for survival. HOW DOES THAT NEGATE THE FACT THAT HE THREW THEM OUT OF THE PLANE AND INTO THE OCEAN. And don't even get me started on people saying "it was supposed to float." Yeah, the containment pod can, which wasn't invented until SEASON 3!!! I'm pretty sure what they're in is the medical pod that Skye was in after she was shot. I'm almost positive that it doesn't have a floating feature (unless I missed a line completely, but I don’t think I did. Feel free to correct me if I’m wrong).

1x22 Beginning of the End

OMG, IT'S NORM FROM WANDAVISION!!!!

That guy's first mistake was approaching May and immediately calling her the Cavalry.

Okay, but did Garrett immediately start writing, but Coulson needed to see the writing first?

^Nevermind. I answered my own question. Tahiti. The false memories. That's it.

Fitz breaking his arm in the same exact places he did when he was a kid reminds me of how my younger brother has been stung by a bee twice on the same pinky finger.

What's with this season and using the "Bob's your uncle" line?

"What will I become?" AHHHHHHHH

Hey! Jemma! I was miserable and upside down before I was born too!!

Oh, Trip I miss you.

"GoOd BoY"

And also I love Skye. I don't know if I've mentioned it.

"i LoVe YoU tOo"

I don't mind Fitz telling Jemma about his feelings. (Yes, I have issues with the situation he told her in, but in a generalized sense, I don't mind) What I do mind is how he acted after the fact in season 2 just because Simmons didn't reciprocate the feelings. She obviously still loves him, he’s her best friend.

FURYYYYYYYYYYY

YESSSS MAYYY! I FUCKING LOVE YOU SO MUCH! IVE BEEN WANTING TO DO THAT TO WARD ALL SEASON!!!!!

"Hi John" *punch* "Hi Phil" *punch*

"I KNOW WHAT IT DOES"

"You were never on top" I LOVE THAT LINEEEE

"What are we?" WE'RE A TEAM😭

Coulson's an Avenger!!!! Fury said so!

HELLO BILLY KOENIG

And there's Cal!

Ugh I forgot how good this finale is.

#samrewatchesshield #aos rewatch #agents of shield #aos #aos season 1 #aos season 1b #phil coulson #melinda may #daisy johnson #jemma simmons #anti grant ward #critical leo fitz #aos 1x12 #aos 1x13 #aos 1x14 #aos 1x15 #aos 1x16 #aos 1x17 #aos 1x18 #aos 1x19 #aos 1x20 #aos 1x21 #aos 1x22

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REALLY LONG  CHARACTER  SURVEY. RULES. repost ,   don’t  reblog !    tag 10 ! good  luck ! TAGGED. I took this from Minnie’s archived Bioshock blog. I’ve been looking for this meme all this month. TAGGING. @hammurabicomplex. @bluuxriising. @ Me - for Sal on @bulletsoverbensonhurst​. @immaterialed (charlie) @soypeor (bella) @svmmercmance​. @mrflayed. and you!

BASICS. FULL  NAME :  Eve Delores Littlejohn NICKNAME : Evie, Little Evie (by her maternal side of the family), Delores, Didi NAME  MEANING / S  Eve is from the ancient Hebrew name  חַוָּה (Chawwah), which was derived from the Hebrew word חָוָה (chawah) meaning "to breathe" or the related word חָיָה (chayah) meaning "to live". Delores is a variant of Dolores, meaning "sorrows", taken from the Spanish title of the Virgin Mary María de los Dolores, meaning "Mary of Sorrows." Littlejohn is a surname that has historically been found in England and Scotland. With potential origins being either ‘to distinguish a beloved child that was not the eldest.’ Or, ‘a contradictory nickname for a large man.’ HISTORICAL  CONNECTION? : She’s named after her grandmother, Evelyn Hollins.

AGE : 42 BIRTHDAY :  June 2 ETHNIC  GROUP : Black-American. Meaning she’s mixed with a lot (Some of her relatives are respectively Creole and Italian) but uses Black as a catch-all term. NATIONALITY :  American LANGUAGE / S : English, Italian, Spanish, Latin, some French SEXUAL  ORIENTATION :   Bisexual ROMANTIC  ORIENTATION :  Biromantic RELATIONSHIP  STATUS : Verse dependent, usually married -or connected- to Salvatore Scozzari in some way. CLASS : Upper-Class HOME  TOWN / AREA :   Brooklyn. Spent time between Bedford-Stuyvesant - with her paternal grandfather and Park Slope - with her maternal grandparents.  CURRENT  HOME : In her childhood home in Bedford-Stuyvesant. PROFESSION : Ballet Instructor. Former Professional Ballerina. ( Other verses see her as a professional thief. )

PHYSICAL. HAIR : Black. In terms of her natural hair, Eve has springy, 3C hair she seldom shows off because she was raised in a family where straightened hair was deemed presentable and professional.  EYES : Thin almond eyes. Dark brown. NOSE : Straight and small. FACE :  She has a prominent, high forehead, that’s accented with high cheekbones and a pointy chin. LIPS :  Full. COMPLEXION : She has a light brown (tawny) complexion.  SCARS : None major. TATTOOS : None. HEIGHT : 5′4″ BUILD : Eve has a slender build. One of those people who have been small and petite since childhood. Despite this, she also stays skinny because she is obsessively conscious of the food she consumes. The older she gets the more she weighs, however. USUAL HAIR STYLE :  Her hair is cut short. Reaching her shoulders in a neat, even bob. She either curls it in a retro fashion or curls the tips. For work she wears it in a traditional, pinned bun. USUAL FACE LOOK : In public, she appears stoic for the most part. Any emotion shown (such as the length of a smile) is carefully calculated. She has to seem perfect.  USUAL  CLOTHING : Form fitting dresses. Incredibly chic and fashionable for the time. Shoes include heels - never open-toed, unless she has on stockings. Extravagant earrings. Jewelry that can include either necklaces, crosses, pearls, or dainty rings. Prone to wearing black sunglasses in public.

PSYCHOLOGY. FEAR / S : Thunderstorms, airplanes, creatures like weasels, snakes and ferrets, break-ins, men she doesn’t know, harm coming to her children ASPIRATION / S :  Formerly wanted to become a major [black] ballerina in the elite world of ballet, now she just wants to expose more [inner city children] to dance through her job. Personally, she wants her children to change the world in some form or fashion, too. Eve also has good ideas on improving the community, but at the moment has no idea how to go about these ideas. POSITIVE  TRAITS :  Generous, compassionate, patient, protective NEGATIVE  TRAITS : Strict, sullen, hard to read, represses her emotions, secretive MBTI :  Advocate - INFJ-T ZODIAC :  Cancer TEMPERAMENT :  Melancholic ANIMALS :  Lioness VICE / S :  Pride & Lust FAITH : Christian. Grew up Baptist, but Catholic influences have been around her since childhood. Attended a Catholic High School in Park Slope, her grandmother Evelyn was also a practicing Catholic.  GHOSTS ? : Yes and no. She feels that objects formerly owned by the deceased posses the essence of their previous owners and that they essentially live on through these pieces of property. AFTERLIFE ? : Yes. REINCARNATION ? :  No, but it’s a romantic concept. ALIENS ? : No. POLITICAL  ALIGNMENT :  Democratic ECONOMIC  PREFERENCE :  She likes being where she’s at now. But honestly, being upper class is all she’s ever known. SOCIOPOLITICAL  POSITION : Bourgeoisie, basically. The Littlejohn’s represent The Historical Black Elite.  EDUCATION  LEVEL : College level. FAMILY.

FATHER :  William ‘Bill’ Littlejohn MOTHER : Linda Littlejohn ( nee Hollins ) SIBLINGS : None EXTENDED  FAMILY : Amos Littlejohn (paternal grandfather) Liza Littlejohn (paternal grandmother) Evelyn Hollins (maternal grandmother) Giuseppe D’Aietti (maternal grandfather) and a wide host of cousins, aunts and uncles.

FAVOURITES. BOOK :  Night Song by Beverly Jenkins. The Color Purple by Alice Walker. Some sort of old, French erotic novel that was published before she was born. MOVIE : Eve watches films along the lines of...Waiting to Exhale, Beaches, The First Wives Club and Fatal Attraction. She loves Made-For-TV movies from the time period. In regards to plays, her favorite one is Sunday In The Park With George. 5  SONGS :  Meet Me On The Moon / Essence of Sapphire / No One In The World / People / The First Time I Saw Your Face  DEITY :  Persephone  HOLIDAY : New Years Eve, Christmas, Thanksgiving. Major holidays during the colder season. MONTH :  October SEASON :  Autumn PLACE :  The dance studio she works at. WEATHER : Sunny, but cool. SOUND : The voices of Anita Baker and Sarah Vaughn. A skilled hand running over piano keys. Soft trumpets. Running water. Cats making chipper little meows. SCENT / S :  Perfume, floral scented lotions, her partner’s cologne TASTE / S :  Caramel, the tang of dark chocolate, strawberries coated with either chocolate, or sprinkles of white sugar. Light Vinegar.  FEEL / S : Performing in front of an audience. Hot water engulfing your skin after a long day. Satin - whether it be the fabric of her clothes or sheets, your fingers tightly intertwined with another’s, feeling your significant other’s chest raise and lower against your skin with each breath they take. ANIMAL / S : Cocker Spaniels, Afghan Hounds, Cats, Birds - she loves all ( well, a majority ) of animals. NUMBER :  Doesn’t have one. COLOR :  White, Pink, Gold.

EXTRA. TALENTS :  Dance, Eve is trained in ballet when it comes to her main verse. She has attended ballet classes since the age of eight and ever since then she placed all of her focus into it. Similarly, Eve has always had the makings of a good artist - as a child she enjoyed drawing and had informal art lessons with a man who lived in the basement of her grandfather’s brownstone, but she never invested into that half of her. BAD AT : Singing, Being interviewed, Public Speaking (as in Speech Giving), Decision Making TURN  ONS :  Charisma, Leadership Skills, Temperature Play, Phone Sex, Heavy Kissing, Light Roleplay TURN  OFFS :  Public Sex, Tearing [ Her ] Clothes, Threesomes, Cruelty, Senseless Violence HOBBIES :  viewing plays & some musicals, reading romance novels, shopping, working out (she was into the whole celebrity VHS tape exercise trend), playing tennis, decorating AESTHETIC :  Vintage Black Glamour, Black Ballerinas, Champagne and Wine Glasses, Paintings by Melinda Byers and Edward 'Clay' Wright QUOTES :  "I'm bad with words, I hope you're good in reading eyes." / "There are truths I haven't even told God. And not even myself. I am a secret under the lock of seven keys."

FC INFO. MAIN  FC / S : Lynn Whitfield ( A Thin Line Between Love & Hate ) ALT  FC / S : Kylie Bunbury ( Twisted ) OLDER  FC / S :  Lynn Whitfield ( Greenleaf ) YOUNGER  FC / S : N/A VOICE  CLAIM / S : Lynn Whitfield

MUN QUESTIONS.

Q1 :   if  you  could  write  your  character  your  way  in  their  own  movie ,   what  would  it  be  called ,  what  style  would  it  be  filmed  in ,  and  what  would  it  be  about ?       A1 : Recently I decided that if/when I try to write anything serious about Eve again, it’ll center on her being a jewel thief because it presents me more fun, and emotionally diverse, opportunities. That and I have a very specific cover image in my mind. Ideally, her adventures would be a series of books. I have no title in mind, no idea about how ‘it would be filmed’ ( although a style replicating 90s films would be excellent, film grain and all. ) but, I do have a bunch of plots in mind that I really don’t feel like typing out here.  

Q2 :   what  would  their  soundtrack / score  sound  like ?         A2 :  Her score would have a vintage sound (or a jazzy Spike Lee sound, if you will) with instrumentals by Dorothy Ashby (a Jazz Harpist) the Ahmad Jamal Trio, Pharaoh Sanders, Yusef Lateef and Tarika Blue. For music with lyrics, the soundtrack would include the likes of Julie London, Sarah Vaughn, Ella Fitzgerald, and Dionne Warwick.

Q3 :   why  did  you  start  writing  this  character ?   + Q4 :   what  first  attracted  you  to  this  character ? A3 :  Whenever I make NPCs for my character’s lives I actually can’t just let them just be NPCs. I start thinking about them too much. Developing them too much. And then I’m like, ‘wow! I really like this character!’ Eve was a different character when I began writing her, and likely wouldn’t be considered the same character as she was previously, if I told someone in real life who knows about my writing (like my grandma) about all the changes she has undergone. Originally Delores was a university professor, because I thought it could lead to interesting interactions with college-age muses. And her previous history with the mafia was also something interesting to tap in. But then I started thinking about what was realistic, what wasn’t realistic, what did I feel comfortable/interested writing? What didn’t I feel comfortable/interested in writing?  So as time went on, things would alter about this character. And the new things I came up with attracted me more. 

Q5 :   describe  the  biggest  thing  you  dislike  about  your  muse.         A5 :  I have a love/hate relationship with Eve’s quiet demeanor. On one hand, I think quieter characters need love and the ability to be fully dimensional but on the other hand, writing louder characters has always been more fun for me. But really, Eve’s guarded behavior makes writing her stressful in some cases with others because sometimes...if I’m going to be honest...people don’t know how to carry a thread and interact with someone of her demeanor effectively. 

Q6 :   what  do  you  have  in  common  with  your  muse ?       A6 : We’re both black, we’re both into art (although our exact interests and aesthetics with art differ)

Q7 :   how  does  your  muse  feel  about  you ?         A7 : Realistically she would think I need to take better care of myself.

Q8 :   what  characters  does  your  muse  have  interesting  interactions with ?   A8 :  We skippin’ this question.

Q9 :   what  gives  you  inspiration  to  write  your  muse ?       A9 : Films such as, “Waiting to Exhale,” “The Kitchen” and “Widows.” Books by Alice Walker, like “The Third Life of Grange Copeland” as well as her short story, “Roselily.” The historical mob figure Stephanie St. Clair.

Q10 :   how  long  did  this  take  you  to  complete ?       A10 : A few hours.

#long post #dash games. #headcanons.

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so, like i don't know why i've started to get so emotional writing the parts on this. but like.. on this episode of sailor-wife!kaz we can cry together. here's PART 12

wylan presses his lips into a thin line, looks up as jesper comes out from the guest room. blue eyes sweep over him, over the anxious frown on his face, and the stiffness of his otherwise so smooth movements. he looks at jesper's hands. his beautiful hands.

how can these hands have the power to rip the life out of a man's chest with just one simple twitch of a finger, just one squeeze on the trigger, and still be the hands that held melinda so carefully when she was only a baby? how can these hands make blood rush out through torn-apart skin, and still make wylan's heart flutter every time he lays eyes on them?

these are the hands that hold wylan's heart, that hold his soul, hold his life. they know all of him, they know the deepest corner of his heart, and every single spot of bare skin; they know his most secret desires and they know his greatest fears. these are the hands that hold him when the world comes crashing down, these are the hands that are steady when his own are not.

these are the hands that now twist in each other, with tremors running up from his fingers to his arms, deepening the frown on his face.

without a word, wylan walks up to jesper and closes his own hands around jesper's. he bows his golden head, looks at how their fingers entwine and close around each other. jesper's dark skin feels so cold against wylan's, and he lifts jesper's hands to his lips, presses a kiss on jesper's knuckles. blue eyes meet grey, as wylan lowers their hands again, and suddenly that warm light grey he loves so dearly, has turned dark.

wylan lifts his right hand to jesper's cheek, cups his jaw gently. and jesper closes his eyes for a moment, leans onto wylan's hand. just by looking, wylan can feel the weight pressing on jesper's heart, and he would do anything to lift it off. he takes a step closer and gently pulls jesper in. at first, jesper doesn't move, but then he draws in a sharp breath and falls into wylan's embrace.

wylan wraps his arms around jesper and holds him, feels his trembling chest against his own, feels jesper lean his head against wylan’s neck, feels him close his arms tightly around him.

what the hell happened?

a wave of anxiety washes over him, makes his guts twist and his heart flip. he’d seen inej upset many times, but this… seeing her like this… blue eyes close and he tries not to think about what he’d do if it was him. if it was melinda, or jesper.

saints, thank you. he feels guilty for thinking that, but he can’t stop his mind. he thanks everything alive and dead and holy and unholy that jesper is right here, and that melinda is playing in her room. that his husband is holding him, that his heart is beating, and that their daughter smiles just like she did yesterday.

saints know what happened to kaz and jordie. wylan’s heart feels like it’s being turned inside out. they way inej wheezed their names, the way she reached out even though they weren’t there, the way she asked where her son was. wylan’s mind spirals. anything could have happened. he sees blood. sees burnt socks. sees a broken cane.

he sees a lifeless jordie beside an already gone kaz.

and wylan feels his heart shatter and his eyes burn with tears; he buries his face in jesper’s shoulder. they can’t be dead, he thinks. my brother can’t be dead. kaz can’t be, he always made it out, he always made it, he always…

please.

and then wylan’s heart freezes to ice, and for a second he can’t breathe. jordie. what about jordie? saints, please no. the world almost starts spinning round wylan, and he clutches jesper tighter, desperately trying to shove the picture of jordie’s limp body out of his mind. but he can’t fight it, jordie’s blue eyes shine bright in front of his inner gaze, and the tears spill from wylan’s eyes.

what if it was melinda? what if she was… what if my girl was…

and then it’s her. in his head, it's her. her eyes empty, drained of that beautiful glittering that was her. her golden hair stained by crimson, her small body cold, her mouth open, her neck twisted-

wylan detangles himself from jesper, turns his head towards the corridor that leads to melinda’s room, feels his soul want to run to her, just to check, just to make sure... “what happened?” he then whispers, looks back at jesper, forces himself to stay.

jesper bites his lip - another day, another time, wylan would’ve grinned and kissed him - and meets wylan’s gaze, his grey eyes black with pain. “all i got out of her was that someone took them”, he says. “and kaz got... shot.” wylan shudders, swallows hard. “perhaps jordie too.” jesper’s voice breaks at the end.

“do we know if they’re…” alive?

jesper shakes his head, tears prick in his eyes. if this was fifteen years ago, their eyes would have lightened up with the flames of determination and they’d breathed the smoke of vengeance, gazes hungry for blood. but now, only terror pulses through their veins, only anguish rules their hearts.

they’re not the teenagers they were. it’s not only their own lives at stake now, all of them have smaller ones to care for. wylan and jesper have melinda. kaz and inej have jordie (yes, wylan burns the present tense of have into his mind, as if he could make it stay that way by sheer power of will). and nina and matthias have the twins.

they’ve all got so much more to lose now. so much neither of them can afford to lose. so much that would kill them all if it got ripped from their side.

“i don’t know anything”, jesper says. “not more than that.” it’s not enough, wylan wants to yell. jesper shakes his head slowly. “she just kept saying the same things over and over when i helped her get into bed, and i-” he stops, sighs. “-i don’t know. and it kills me.”

wylan nods. i know. it's not like kaz uses to say, not at all actually. it's not shame that eats men whole. it's love.

“but i’m gonna go down to the harbour just to check for myself”, jesper says, places a kiss on wylan’s temple. wylan closes his eyes as jesper’s soft lips brush his skin, as his nose touches his red locks, just like so many other times. the action carries only grief now though, grief and struggling hope. like a small light in the storm, the flame of hope in their hearts fight to survive.

because they both know that every second that passes pulls them further away from a reality where jordie can play with melinda again, where kaz can sit with them at the table and smile smugly as he places out his last card, winning the game, like always.

there are far too many who hate the man kaz no longer is, for kaz to get out alive from this without their help. and they’re already running out of time.

“can you watch the girls?” jesper takes his lips of wylan’s temple and looks into his eyes. wylan nods.

“be safe”, he says. i don’t know what i’ll do if you don’t come home.

jesper huffs, forces a smile. “of course”, he says. “it’s my jesper talent, remember?”

wylan feels his lips curl into a smile - it feels foreign in a sad moment like this. “i remember”, he says, nods at jesper to go, watches as he turns his back to wylan and walks out the door.

as soon as jesper has left, that smile is gone, and wylan pulls both hands through his hair, draws in a trembling breath. he shuts his eyes, tries to keep the tears from spilling out of his eyes. he leans onto the wall for support, as his legs suddenly seem too weak to bear him up. they're too weak to bear him and his heart, heavy with worry. this isn’t like me, he thinks. but then again, he is only wylan. wylan fahey.

#sailor wife!kaz #wylan van eck #jesper fahey #melinda fahey #wylan fahey #six of crows duology #crooked kingdom #fanfic #soc fanfic #heavy angst

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Dead?-Spencer Reid Imagine Part Two

GIFS ARE NOT MINE!

Spencer Reid X Mikaelson!Hybrid!Reader

Criminal Minds X The Originals

(Summary: After believing your brother has been framed you and your sibling try to get to the bottom of it.)

Word Count: 2K

Warnings: This won’t make sense if you don’t read part 1. Probably one or two curse words.

pt. 1  pt. 2  pt. 3

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!! It can either be crossover (scroll to my first post to see who I write for!!) or just a normal imagine! Also thanks for a lot of likes on my first post in the ‘Dead’ mini series I genuinely appreciate it :))

Rebekah and I enter Rousseau's and grab a seat at the bar. “Nice you see you back here. I was starting to think the Mikaelsons went extinct.” Camille says, passing Rebekah and I a drink. “Don’t worry it’s not poisoned.” She says laughing and walks away to attend other people. “Why do you believe our brother was framed Y/N?” Rebekah aasest taking a sip of her drink. “Well for starters my team and I came here to investigate murders of people being drained and suddenly waking up and leaving. When we got there the detective was immediately drawn to accuse our family and made Spencer and I call Matt Donovan. So I gave Klaus a warning after but the detective told me not to. But that’s not the crazy part Bekah! She made my brain almost explode! She’s a witch. She knows, well thinks the Mikaelsons are apart of it.” I say quickly gulping down my drink as it slightly burns my throat. “What was the witches name?�� Rebekah asks fully, gulping her drink and stands up. “Greenwood.” I say standing up with her. “I believe you but we need to figure this out before your team decides to tear down a village to understand our family.” She says as we exit Rousseau's. We speed over to the family house and enter. This place hasn’t changed. “Klaus!” I exclaim as I set my jacket down. “Great another sibling who will forcibly give me an interrogation.” Klaus says emerging from the study. “Let’s get this quick so you can go to your mundane life with your human boyfriend who seemingly doesn’t know about your family secret nor of your siblings.” He continues grabbing a stool and sitting on it. “I’m not here to argue Niklaus seeing that has definitely worked in the past. I’m here to help you. I think you’re being framed by a witch-” I start. “Great more witches.” Klaus says clapping his hands. “Let me guess they’re the one leaving bodies on our bloody doorstep.” He says standing up. “Her name is Mallory Greenwood and I think she has help.” I finished. Elijah comes into the room glancing at Rebekah and I before walking up to us. “I heard the conversation, sorry to intrude, but what has this witch done that you believe our brother is innocent.” He says before standing next to Klaus. “She didn’t want me to warn you. Also my team believes I’m a Mikaelson, although I am, I told them I was a Gerard. I left my things at the station but I can’t go back there Elijah. We have to do this the only way we know how.” I say to him softly, nearly tearing up. “And what way is that?” Klaus questions. “By fighting fire with fire.” I say grabbing my jacket and exit with my family on my tail.

“Where are we headed?” Rebekah says speeding to my side. “The station I can show you the witch girl. Then we go back home and act like normal, human normal. If they decide to arrest all of us we need to stick together.” I say turning to face them. Elijah and Klaus look amused at the plan. We all speed to the station. Elijah and Rebekah instantly head to open the doors. “Wait!” I say, grabbing them and place Klaus’ hand on my shoulder. “Invisique.” I say turning us all invisible. We step inside carefully to not draw attention to the opening door. I spot Detective Greenwood talking to Spencer. I feel my blood boil a bit but brush it off he wouldn’t intentionally hurt me. “Who’s that?” I hear Rebekah whisper to me. “My boyfriend and the witch. Actually let’s all step out and I’ll go in alone.” I whisper back guiding the circle of invisible people outside of the station. I let go and we all appear slowly. “Okay I’ll go in and do what.” I say facing Rebekah and Klaus as Elijah wanders around. “I would say compel the little witch to give us our answers.” Klaus says clasping his hands together. “I can’t compel her in front of them are you insane!” I exclaim looking at Klaus like he's grown five heads. “I would’ve done it but I think they already have wanted posters printed out for all of us.” He says pointing to all of us. “I’ll just go in and talk to my team and if I get stopped by the detective I’ll compel her.” I say straightening out my jacket. They all nod and I start heading inside towards the team. “Welcome back. Cleared your head.” I hear Derek say laughing. I laugh slightly and grab my gun and badge, putting them in their respective places. Hotch and JJ look at me confused, Spencer and Emily just sigh in relief that I’m back. “Hello the Mikaelson family is outside.” A deputy says rushing into the room. “What!” I blurt out. The deputy smirks delighted. I roll my eyes and head out not worrying about my team. “I know you can hear me.” I hear the deputy say. I stop just outside the door as it shuts behind me. “Warn them your team dies.” He continues. “I will shove a wooden stake so far up your ass that the person that turned you would feel it.” I say clenching my jaw. “I have a proposition, an eye for an eye, I will give you Mallory for your stupid family.” He says. “What about my team?” I ask. “They look mighty delicious, especially the skinny one, what’s his name Dr. Reid.” He pauses for a moment. “Fine I’ll give you your team and Mallory for your family.” He says. I turn back and open the door. I glance towards the deputy smirking. I run over to him and grab him by the neck pinning him to the wall. “Threaten my family and team I’ll have your head strung up like a trophy at Mikaelson Manor to remember the idiot that tried to strike a deal with me.” I spat into his face my words stunning him. Hotch and Morgan pull me back as the deputy falls clutching his neck coughing. “Et dormient donec redire.” I whisper looking at the deputy. He falls snoring softly. I shrug a Morgan and Hotch off of me and run out of the station. I run out seeing my sibling dead on the floor, obviously a neck snap. I wait for a moment as they come back to life. “Who did this?” I ask them. “A tall guy that was canoodling with the witch. Melinda?” Rebekah says standing up. I automatically know who she's talking about. “Mallory? But we don’t have to worry about him he’s asleep until I get back to the station. We just have to figure out what she wants with our family.” I say as Elijah and Klaus get up. They both look at me confused. “Let’s just go home and figure this out. Get Marcel and Davina, potentially Kol and Freya so we can stop all this mess.” I say speeding off to the manor.

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We enter the manor dropping our things on the couch and head towards the kitchen. The front door opens and familiar voices drown into the kitchen. “Explain to us in detail of what is going on.” Davina says immediately. “Hey Dav nice to see you too.” I say laughing. “But in all seriousness I think Klaus is being framed by a detective and a deputy. One is a witch and the other is a vampire, I think.” I say. “So this whole thing can end one or two ways. She kills all of us or we kill them.” Marcel says entering the conversation. “We can’t die but they can. So I vote we kill them.” Rebekah says hopping off her stool raising her hand. Klaus seems to agree but I immediately shoot down her idea. “No Rebekah because we can probably get arrested.” I say lying slightly. I don’t care for the fact that we get arrested but for the fact that my team has no idea this world or lifestyle exists. “It’s something else spill.” Rebekah says walking up to me. “None of my team knows about all of us being vampires, hybrids, and witches. I can’t just freely compel them, it feels wrong. They’re like my second family. They’re human and I like that they aren’t involved in our crazy messed up life. Of course one day I would’ve had to tell them but I didn’t expect that moment to come so soon.” I admit to her sighing as a heavy weight gets lifted off my shoulder. They all look at me sympathetically. “Tell them once this mess is all over. Then if all goes well we can all have dinner.” Rebekah says hugging me for a moment. We all stare at each other for a moment before a series of knocks abrupting the silence. “Mikaelson family! FBI!” I hear Derek say. “Let’s all get arrested I guess.” I start before hearing knocks again. “We can compel for freedom; all things are off the table. I will tell them about it later.” I finished as the door burst open. Spencer looks at me with pure confusion on his face as he comes over to arrest me. “I know my rights Spence just get this over with.” I say as he cuffs me. “Why?” He says his voice cracking slightly. “There’s a certain side of me I’ll explain after this is done.” I say as a tear slips out. He sighs softly guiding me outside into a police car. He jumps into the passenger's seat. I look out the window catching eyes with Davina. ‘Now’s the time Dav make us all invisible.’ I say telepathically. She nods. ‘On the count of three’ I say. ‘One’ I say looking around. “Y/N tell me what’s going on?” Spencer says. “Spencer I love you just know that.” I say breaking my gaze from Davina looking at him in the eyes. “What I’m about to do will make no sense, don't even try figuring it out.” I say tearing up. “You probably won’t see me for a while depending on how this goes.” I say as a tear slips out. He wipes the tear. “What do you mean?” He questions his voice laced with concern. “I love you Spencer Reid.” I say. I shift my elbow rolling down the window. I look over to Davina who’s getting loaded into a cruiser. She makes eye contact as I nod towards her. “omnes supernaturali creatura invisibilis verto.” We say aloud making every supernatural creature around us turn invisible. Spencer looks stunned looking around to see if anyone noticed what he saw. All the police officers and my team members look around stunned. No one says anything. I break the handcuffs and step out of the car noticing all the car doors are open. Thankfully they all got the memo. “Hotch what the hell was that?” Derek says aloud. “I have no idea.” Hotch answers confused. “Reid are you okay?” Derek says jogging to Spencer. “They said they loved me. I didn’t say it back. Now I have no clue if I’ll ever see them again.” Spencer says sadly running his hand through his hair. Trust me we will.  I sped over to the police station hoping that’s where my family went. “Are you all here?” I whisper knowing if they’re near they can hear me. “I am.” I hear Marcel say. “Here.” I hear Elijah, Kol and Klaus say in unison. “Present!” I hear Davina and Rebekah say. “Where’s Freya?” I question. I wave my hand in the air making us all visible. All of them appear except Freya. “Are you guys the Mikaelson family?” An officer says coming up to us. We all nod staring at each other. “Here.” He says handing me an envelope. I open the envelope pulling out a card. I turn to my siblings opening it. ‘Meet us at The Abattoir 8PM.” I drop the card on the floor looking at all of my siblings. This is a full fledged war. Let the games begin.

#spencer reid #spencer reid imagine #the originals #spencer reid x reader #the originals imagine #criminal minds #criminal minds imagine

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Devil’s Sweet Star (18)

Fandom: Dead by Daylight

Ghostface x Female Reader  

Rated M for Violence, Language and Smut  

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Life is like an endless road. Sprinkled with pitfalls, choices, regrets, happiness, doubts... so many things that could keep you going... or to end the journey permanently. At every important moment, two paths are open to you. and every path you take will have consequences. This is called the butterfly effect.

But when you look at Danny's life, you quickly notice that he continues on his way even though it should have stopped. Already just during his childhood, he escaped death twice. The violence he suffered because of his "father" almost cost him his life. then when he lost Carla. At first, our dear assassin wanted to end his life before changing his mind at the last moment, feeling unable to do so. That's when the truth came out. That's when his life took a whole different path. And the rest you know.

And there... there is another way opens up. The path you've opened. But how far will this path go? Only time will tell. But one thing is certain: Jed will have to disappear. Danny still can't believe you prefer Jed to him. Such a boring life is almost unbearable! While a life with him... exciting, dangerous is what makes him feel alive! We're going to have to really work on that. As for McKellan.... his time is running out now.

It's all set. All that remains is to wait. Once the discord between him and Hoggins gets to a certain point.... He will strike. It is not in his style or in his habit to blame someone else. But he has to admit that it was fun to make Wilhelm go around in circles. He couldn't wait to see his face when he found out that Danny had put him on a false trail.

“A little romantic dinner, huh? I knew that under those glasses and that nerd look there was a romantic boy.” said Melinda suddenly, bringing Danny out of his thoughts.

Oh, that's right. Have dinner. With you. He sent you a message to see if you'd prefer a restaurant or a meal at his house. And your answer was not long in coming, with a nice touch of humour, you told him that you would like to taste his cooking.  He is not a great Michelin-starred chef but for you he will be able to make a meal worthy of the greatest restaurants. And with a little luck... he will be able to enjoy the softness and warmth of your body for the night... what? Don't forget that he is a man, above all! A man with needs... important carnal needs.

“I may be a nerd, but I'm not an idiot either. And then it was you who told me that I had to think more often about my personal life than professional, right?” said Danny scratching his head.  

“that’s true, but I didn't think you'd listen to me. And also, at home. this story could end well ... If you know what I mean.”  

“Not on the first night. That's not her style. Plus, we're not really ... Together. Maybe tonight will be the beginning of a relationship but... It can also be an embarrassing misunderstanding. I'm not sure it's reciprocal. She can always change her mind...

“Don't start telling you that the war is lost if you haven't fought in one battle! You don't know anything and that's normal! tonight it will be the perfect opportunity for both of you to be sure that it is reciprocal. And if that's the case... then this may be the best night of your life.” replied Melina seriously.

“Yeah, you’re right. I'll see what happens tonight. the boss's plan seems to be working. Apparently Hoggins is going to press charges against the Georgia newspaper. And he's not even aware that we've published it.” said Danny, re-placing his glasses properly.

“The most amazing thing about all this is that Hoggins has a tooth against McKellan! Apparently, he thinks he was the one who sold the wick to the journalist. it's going to create tension...” said Mattew, stretching his arms.

“That's going to spice things up. It can only be beneficial to us. Now don't make mistakes. If hoggins learn that it is us and that in addition they were stolen from his home ... we can say goodbye to life.” said Melina.

Jed nod while Danny smiled slyly. He will be dead long before he tries anything. Because of course Hoggins is going to die. When and how Danny doesn't know, but one thing's for sure: he'll kill him. Then maybe he will consider living somewhere else... You never know. and if he could take you with him... that would be the icing on the cake. He can't wait to see you tonight. More than ever. He wonders what you're going to wear... something soft for sure.  

But it won't be the most interesting... the most interesting will be how the evening will end... He took the opportunity to bite into one of your pastries, since your reopening, you provide the newspaper with pastries and coffee. and everyone appreciates it! But Hembrook is the greediest. His personal order was rather.... Long. the latter passed through the offices, a brownie in hand before stopping in front of our trio.

“Don't forget you have a Ghostface article to write! I'm counting on you my little Jed to get a quality article!” He said with a proud smile.  

“Of course, sir. You can count on me, I'm on my way.” respond Danny with a smile.  

“This little bandit of Wilhelm does not give us much info. Did you find anything on your side?”

“Well... I shouldn't talk to you about it but... I found pictures... really horrible pictures... I didn't think he could do that. I... I dropped them off at your office.. So, you can see it for yourself. But I don't mean to offend you... you had a criminal among your employees.” replied Danny, holding back from smiling.

Two actually, but that, old man, you don't know. Because compared to Mike, Danny is a real cover-up pro.

“Yes... I can imagine the worst. Even though he was a drug addict, I can't even imagine what kind of crap he was doing. I'll be in my office. By the way, you'll tell your friend that I love her cakes! I'll pay for it at the end of the month. At work little kids!

Danny and the others resumed their work, the latter working to catch his article about the drug dealer they recently found. With Mike's murder, it's a big job but it doesn't scare our young reporter. All he cares about is your little face-to-face tonight. Just him and you... both in the same room. The little rabbit trapped by the big bad wolf.

The day passed quickly, the lunch break allowing everyone to take a breather, Danny took the opportunity to watch what he could cook you tonight. A Milanese cutlet with spaghetti was his final choice. He has everything at home to do them. What? Did you expect him to have only sandwiches and ready meals? Danny is a fine mouth and he likes to cook despite his ...bloody inclination. and you're going to be able to see his culinary skills tonight. Actually, Jed's skills from your point of view.

He has to make his alter ego disappear. once and for all. He was tired of being the nice little Jed Olsen. He wanted to be himself. He left his job and came to pick you up as usual. You were exhausted but delighted with this little meal between you. The way home was a laughing as usual and you separated in front of your apartment doors. Danny had three hours in front of him to prepare dinner. He's got plenty of time.

He put his things in his office, took a change, and went to take a good shower. hey he must be presentable tonight! no glasses, no hair tied, it's a very different "Jed" that you're going to see tonight. He left the bathroom, wearing a short-sleeved black T-shirt, black jeans, and grey sneakers. Well, they were white at the base but ... let's say that time has done its work. He was handsome, he knew how to showcase himself, without any artifice. Natural beauty is all that attracted him and made him attractive.

He began to prepare the meal, being careful not to be wrong. He has to make a good impression! if he has calculated his shot correctly, he will have to cook everything when you are there. He'll have a good half hour of conversation with you before he gets to the table. everything was calculated, like his murders. I told you, Danny is meticulously meticulous. Once the meal was ready, just waiting to be baked, Danny prepared the table, simple, sober, but effective. He opened a bottle of wine and tasted it before he smiled. A quality wine for a quality meal.

He placed the bottle on the table and checked that everything was in place and once that was done, made sure that the door of his office was locked. We never know, curiosity is a nasty flaw, and nothing says you won't try to get into it. He barely had time to return to the drawing-room, when he heard knocking at the door. A sneaky smile came to his lips. It's time.

He opened the door, and what he saw left him speechless. You had styled your hair in a beautiful bun, leaving two thin strands of your hair on either side of your face. You had very slightly made-up, very discreet that it does not even seem that you have any. You were dressed in a white and blue striped dress, flesh-colored tights and small navy-blue ballerinas. An angel, you were an angel. And visibly, Danny didn't leave you indifferent either.

“You’re...you’re beautiful.” said Danny, regaining his spirits.

“So are you. I wonder if I'm at the right address. What did you do with the real Jed Olsen?” You said laughing, making Danny laugh at the same time.

“Oh, let's say that when night comes, the little nerd I am is giving way to a perfect gentleman. Especially when I'm in perfect and charming company. But come in, please. The evening will be more pleasant inside than in front of my doormat.”  

“Thank you, my dear little gentleman.” you replied, coming in while Danny smiles slyly, closing the door behind you.  

“dinner is practically ready, but I'm saying we could... chat a little bit. Unless you're really hungry and then I better cook everything before you become a little demonic creature.”

“Really Funny Jed, don’t worry I'm not like Mattew. By the way, everyone enjoyed my cakes?”

“Yeah, especially Mr Hembrook, he's a real glutton, you would have seen him he wouldn't have stopped if you'd brought him more. But keep it to yourself, he's supposed to be watching his line. In fact, his wife does it for him. I met her once and I can confirm that these two there was meant to be together, they are literally day and night. But as they say, opposites attract each other, don't they?”

“It’s true. Melina told me that... that we were all connected to our soulmate in one way or another. and that all our lives we were guided to him or her. After that is it true ... In a sense when I think of my parents, or the Lawsons, I tell myself that it's true. But when I see some couple separating after years of married life.... I tell myself that it doesn't necessarily work every time. Or that we wanted to thwart fate and it put us back on the right path.” You answer shrugging your shoulders, looking at him.  

“Sure...Well, Can I have a drink for you? If I remember correctly, you are not very friendly with alcohol then... Can I buy you a cup of tea? You'll still drink wine at least? just have a drink if you really don't want to, to make me happy.” He asks smiling.

“Yes, for the tea, and just one glass of wine, to make you happy.” You respond, smiling in return.  

Danny serves you a small cup of tea and then give it to you before serving himself and sitting on the couch. You join him and talk for a good half hour. You discuss everything, Danny of his work, you of yours, recalling your little feat of yesterday. Danny smiled, the thought of you mastering this poor fool made him laugh inwardly. Who would have thought that this fragile little body was capable of such a thing? After this half hour of discussions, he got up and put the cutlets into the oven. He pulled out a jug of water that he had put in the fridge, to place it on the table on your side. He then turned on the pan where the spaghetti has cooked to warm them up a little before serving on the plate. Once the cutlets were cooked, he placed them gently on the plate and took them to serve on the table.

“I'm not a great Michelin-starred chef but... I hope you like it.” He said scratching his head.  

“Oh, come on! I'm sure it's very good! Don't underestimate yourself like that! and at worst... You'll be my guinea pig for the next three months.” You respond laughing.

“Well, if it means free cakes...Why not?”

You start eating and he's taking only a bite to congratulate Danny, or rather Jed on his meal. Jed smiled as Danny smiled more widely, of course his cooking was good. He told you, you would be treated like a queen if you preferred him to Jed. The meal went in good spirits, from the dish to the dessert.

“It was really delicious Jed. Thank you. It's been a long time since I've had a... one-on-one with someone. If we ignore the meal, we made at the Chinese restaurant of course. And in the end, you do very well in the kitchen ... Carla was really lucky to have you.” you said smiling.

“Carla taught me everything. If she hadn't helped me with cooking, I would have been a great instant noodle addict.” Danny responds.  

“... There's something I'd like to talk to you about. It's... It's about the two of us. I... I know you can't turn the page since... I mean, you know. But lately, we've both shown signs of affection...”

“We kissed. Twice. The first time was you and the second time was me. And you wonder if... if it's reciprocal on my side. You want to know for sure.” Replied Danny rising from his chair to stand beside you, his eyes staring at yours. He laughs slightly, seeing you nodding, blushing.  “It's true that... I'm having a hard time moving on. Carla... was everything to me. She was the only one who didn't treat me like... someone different. And since we've known each other, I've felt that way again. So, if that can answer your question...”  

He kissed you, without warning, and this time the kiss lasted longer. The softness of her lips added to the softness of his... It's a double feeling of silk touch, both for him and for you. As he was about to release you, Danny was surprised when, against all odds, you kissed him again, not wanting to let go of his lips for a second. Both eventually backed off and a smile was exchanged between the two of you.

“Is that okay with that answer?” he simply asks.

“Yes. You know I don't promise to be the perfect girlfriend...”

“I don’t promise to be the perfect boyfriend too. We're probably going to fight one day. For anything and everything. But know that if you have problems ... I'll be there. I won't let anyone near you. To hurt you, of course.”

“Me too. I... I’m started to be tired. I'm going to go to bed.” you replied, rising up and starting to walk you to the door. Danny hugged you and kissed you one last time.

“Good night my love. Have sweet dreams.” He simply said.

He let you go and addressed his angelic smile when you close the door. He cleared it all, wash the dishes, changed and went to bed. Looking at the ceiling he let himself be dragged by sleep. No stalking tonight. But in his mind one thing was clear:

When it all ends. When no one is on his way, whether it's McKellan, Hoggins, or those who will approach you... He'll have to be the only one in your eyes. Jed will have to disappear.  

FOREVER.

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(Done! well I took my time and start writing only since Wednesday, but I did it! I hope you’ll like it like the others! time for me to rest this week-end! have a good week-end everyone! See ya!)

#dbd fanfic #dbd #dead by daylight #ghostface #danny johnson #jed olsen

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Meet the creative team: “Spellstone”

Are you a collectible card game (CCG) fan? If so, read on, because this week we spoke to the makers of Spellstone, a free-to-play (F2P) casual story-based fantasy card game that features vibrant, colourful, hand-drawn art on hundreds of beautiful cards that you can acquire and use in battle, both against the computer and other players!

TIGR: PABLO and DUSTIN are artists who have worked on Spellstone's art, helping create some of the iconic characters Spellstone fans know and love. We asked them how they came to work on the game, as well as what intrigued them about this project.

DUSTIN: I was working as a contract artist when I was asked to create some sample cards for a potential CCG, which is something I'd always wanted to do. The samples I submitted eventually led to me getting a contract to create the initial art for Spellstone. After about four months, I was offered a full-time position. I had such a great experience working with the team that I jumped at the opportunity!

PABLO: Prior to starting work on Spellstone, I remember doing an art piece to test my skills. I greatly enjoyed that because I particularly liked this game's art style - which is actually similar to my own! There were still slight differences though, so I've had to adapt a little. Blending my own personal style into an existing one was challenging. But something that intrigued me about Spellstone was the variety of factions in the game. Each and every one opens up a big array of possibilities when it comes to creating a character. I felt my options were unlimited and I loved it!

TIGR: Spellstone features many different cards and characters. We wanted to know who conceptualises all this, and how much creative licence artists get when crafting a character. FERNANDO, currently the main artist for the game, gave us more insight.

FERNANDO:  That Spellstone has such an immense variety of characters means it's a complete and delightful dish for artists. It's hugely gratifying to find such visual diversity with which to play with. You're completely free to create, as long as you respect the game's universe and visual language.

As for the process, the concept of what a card must look like and how it must be functional in terms of gameplay comes from the guys in the game design department. Very creative people... sorcerers maybe? I don't know. Haha!

From a brief but concise description they give me, I can get a sense of what kind of character and action they want to see in a card. Once I have all the information I need to start sketching, my favourite hour finally begins: creative hour!

If the card description involves an existing type of character, like a goblin, part of the fun has to do with the way you depict that character, situation, action and specific emotion. There's also some freedom to create from scratch if needed - that's exciting and challenging! Sometimes the ideas come from a mix of characters, and that's when the laboratory inside my mind starts working: I press a button and something cool, spooky or funny comes out - whatever the game requires. Other times, new concepts require that I look for approximate references of what's needed, so that serves as the starting point. No matter what, it's always a very enjoyable process. Sometimes we have to make corrections, that's true. But as with everything in life, this is necessary for things to work properly. You may have to redraw stuff, but finally the card is done - it works, it delivers and it entertains!

  TIGR: In Spellstone, cards can be upgraded from a single to a dual to a quad, and we really like that this sometimes tells a "mini story" of of sorts through the artwork. Some are funny (we just love Honeycomb Lobber!), some cute (Bomb Spirit is soooo adorable when he’s angry!), some uplifting (Aurora Shaver ranks among our favourites), and some, um, a bit disturbing, to be honest (Cleaverstorm Hunter, anyone?!)! And some are just sad - we can't help but feel sorry for the poor li'l forest furries that presumably got devoured by Alphamech Stalker! We asked the team how they came up with ideas for all these tiny narratives, and MELINDA, one of the game designers, told us more.

MELINDA: When I was younger, there were a few creatures in video games that terrified me. One of those I remembered most was Medusa, an air jellyfish from Ecco: The Tides of Time. While traversing through a water pathway in the sky, Medusa would try to pick up Ecco the dolphin and fling him off the path. Tetraspout's concept came from that, and you can even see poor little dolphins getting swept up in its attack!

  TIGR: We asked the team if there were any cards they particularly liked creating, or found challenging to conceptualise. IVÁN, a colorist who worked briefly on the game, chipped in, as did TONY and RHADA, two of Spellstone's game designers.

DUSTIN: I loved working on the goblin cards! You could get silly with them. Frogs were a lot of fun too - the variety of colours made them interesting. For me, the water cards were challenging but I grew to love working on them.

PABLO: My favourite characters are Goblins! You can play around with them, making them look funny even when the card is telling a dark story, like a massacre. All of the cards were challenging to create!

IVÁN: I enjoyed working on Hedron The Critical Threat, Zyd The Unhinged, and some awesome Insect cards that have yet to be released (as of the time of this interview). I mostly liked them because of their cool concepts and Fernando's awesome sketches. Hedron in particular was a technical painting challenge, as it has textures, transparencies and glow!

TONY: As something of an artist myself (/sarcasm), the card I am most proud of has to be Dinged Waptor. Or really any of the cards I did for the April Fool's event, which is about the only time the art team lets me anywhere near card art. :) For April Fool's, I decided it would be funny to try my hand at drawing some cards I felt players would enjoy. So the first year I drew some original characters that consisted of a few stick figures, a chicken, and a bomb. The response was good, so the following year I continued the tradition, eventually going through and tracing some famous cards like Winged Raptor. My one rule while making these cards was that I could not erase what I did!

RHADA: We used to sell boxes that contained two new premium cards instead of one. We thought of making both cards in the box thematically linked. At the same time, while brainstorming concepts for dragons, I thought we could try to make cards that formed a bigger picture on the battlefield when placed consecutively, side by side. The initial idea was a serpent whose artwork overflowed into a second card, and after some iteration, we stumbled upon the idea of a dragon dance. The result was very cool!

TIGR: With the Spellstone story campaign recently concluded, we asked what was next in store for Spellstone fans. Would there be anymore new characters and amazing art to look forward to?

TONY: Absolutely! While the main story has come to a close, we still look forward to adding new characters, cards, and art to the game that lets our artists have fun and shows off the world of Spellstone.

TIGR: And finally, the most important question of all: would real-life Spellstone merchandise ever be made available for fans of the game? We really want a plushie of the adorable Bomb Spirit (complete with detachable bombs, perhaps?), as well as his angry counterpart, Firebomb Spirit! Also for Quetee Que and Adorabilis, please! And would there ever be any actual physical Spellstone cards produced for collectors?

TONY: I would personally love to see real-life merchandise, but we currently do not have the means to take on such an endeavour. Maybe one day we can strike a partnership with a team that can make this happen!

We thank the Spellstone team for their time and all the wonderful art assets that accompany this interview! Check out the game here on Kongregate, on Steam, or on mobile - three different ways you can enjoy this fun, cheeky and adorable CCG!

P.S. We just had to include our favourite card: Darkwater Adonis - don’t be fooled by his charms!

#developers

[fumbling-fanfics]

Imagine being pregnant with your first child with Omar Adom 'OA' Zidan

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So I got this idea from @supagirl 's gifs. I've just used them to start a new thread rather than highjack her original post and make it a mess. But do check out her gifs.

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Also I've not finished FBI on CBS so this imagine will proby not match what the gif set is about.

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OA wandered into the living room, glued to his phone. At this point he was so used to you being propped up on the couch either watching TV, eating, reading, sleeping or all four. You kept looking at him, until he looked up.

"What's wrong?“ he smiled, across the room. "Hungry?"

"Why do you always assume I'm hungry?"

"Because you usually are" he chuckled.

You ignored his accurate statement. "Are you planning on going out?" noticing he was dressed like he was going out.

"Maggie's coming over, she just wants to talk about something at work, why?“

“I'm hungry" OA laughed, shaking his head. He got up and walked over to the couch, leaning on the back of it to look down at you.

"What would you like to eat?“ you pretended to think, knowing full well what you wanted.

"Can you get me some cake. Maybe cheesecake too" OA nodded, with a slight eye roll.

"I'll stop by wholefoods, then I can get some vegetables for dinner too" his phone buzzed.

"No, not Wholefoods. Can you got to the Diner, intown. Please" you gave him puppy dog eyes as you looked up at him. He sighed in defeat, turning to leave.

You looked over the back of the couch and spoke. "Maybe we can go together, a nice walk. Then I can see Maggie rather than die from Vitamin D deficiency" OA turned back to face you, very serious. "You know you can't. Remember what the doctor said" you frowned, dropping your head back against one of your many pillows. You mimicked what he said in a childish voice.

You were signed off work, with instructions of strict rest for the rest of your pregnancy.

OA had moved furniture around to make it easier for you to get around.

You were even halfway though the rest of your pregnancy when you started to claim insanity due to the lack of being outside. Since it was prime summer time, OA also relaxed with home security and allowed you to have the large patio doors open (so long as the alarm system was on) - allowing the outside breeze to run through the house giving the effect that you were outside (well if you closed your eyes).

He'd been a saint really. Requesting one less day at work so he could be around if you needed him. Constantly running out to fulfill your craving requests, even the midnight ones.

OA disappeared upstairs, his phone ring echoing through the house and he jogged down the stairs.

"Maggie's outside" he gave you a quick kiss on the top of your head, then disappeared again. "I'll see you in 30 minutes or so" you could hear the door open, the noise from outside.

"Tell Maggie I'd come out to say hi to her but I can't because I'm being held prisoner in my own home" there was no response except the door slamming, but OA was probably laughing at your dramatics. He'd always know you to be dramatic but it seemed to get worse since you were pregnant.

***

"Y/n says hi, but obviously in a dramatic way. She's claiming the WiFi is conspiring against her and she's being held hostage" Maggie chuckled lightly as OA climber into the SUV.

"In her defence, I'm sure you'd be the same. Imagine what you'd be like not being able to go to work, and being housebound"

"I think it's the sugar to be honest. It's all she craves. She ate 11 of those doughnuts you gave me yesterday!"

Maggie's eyes widened in shock. “There were only 12 in the box" OA just nodded.

"But she's doing better, yeah?" OA nodded with a relieved smile.

"Yeah a lot better. She's still really tired. But thats partly because she can't sleep in our bed. It hurts her back, but she stubborn and wants to sleep near me so refuses to sleep on the couch at night"

Maggie didn't bother asking why OA didn't sleep in the living with you, knowing it was because he was far to tall to be able sleep anywhere but the floor.

"Can you drop me in town when we're done - I'm on a cake run" Maggie nodded.

In the car Maggie and OA chatted about a case, bouncing ideas off each other until Maggie felt better. Doing less days meant that OA and Maggie weren't partners together but they still made time to chat.

As she was on her way to speak to a witness Maggie dropped OA off on the corner and continued on her way.

"Tell y/n I'll come see her soon. I'll bring cake" Maggie teased.

"Please actually bring something with nutrients in it" OA begged.

***

“Hey Omar, no y/n?" Dawn asked as OA stepped up to the counter.

"Not today, but she is the reason why I'm here. Can I grab some cake please?" Dawn nodded and grabbed a container and cake tongs.

"Which one?“ Dawn asked with a smile. Just as OA opened his mouth his phone rang, the picture of you shaking on the screen.

"Everything is fine! I'm just calling to ask if you can get like all the cake because I don't know which one I want" you spoke quickly, hoping OA wouldn't freak out thinking something was wrong because your were calling

OA looked at Dawn. "All of them" she raised her eyebrows and OA just nodded.

***

The sound of OA struggling and a lot of noise made you peak over from your spot on the couch. You caught a glimpse of him, arms full walking past the living room into the kitchen.

"Do you know how many different flavours of cakes they have?“ OA walked back towards the front door.

"A lot" you called out, as you struggled to get up and out of the couch. You waddled into the kitchen just as OA was leaving again.

"Guess again" he called out. You didn't reply, too busy rummaging through the bags.

"Thirty nine! Thirty nine different flavours of cake! Like how can that be possible"

"Is there Red Velvet though?“ OA disappeared again.

"I'd like to think these will last you a while, but after yesterdays doughnut marathon I'm not hopeful"

"This is your fault too. I'm pretty sure that's the tank top that resulted in me being pregnant" you smiled in triumph as you found the box containing the red velvet cake. You tiptoed and kissed OA.

"Thank you, and sorry I'm being a pain" OA bent down kissing you softly.

"Nothing I can't handle" he winked.

You opened the cutlery draw and grabbed a fork. "Have some cake if you want" you waddled out of the kitchen and back to you spot on the couch.

"Are you gonna help me put these away?“ OA called out.

You shook your head as you walked towards the living room. "I can't leave the couch remember"

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It took you less than five minutes to finish the cake, cursing yourself as you struggled to get up again. You should have just eaten the cake in the kitchen, would have been better for your back. But then again your feet hurt too.

OA notices you wince as you come back into the kitchen. You put the empty container and fork into the dishwasher, wincing more.

OA's hands find your back as you lean forward on your hands against the counter.

He presses into the painful spot, giving you a moment of relief "You should go lie down"

"Lying down hurts my back, but I think my feet hurt more"

"I'll flip the couch pillows"

You and watch, holding the blanket you spend most of your time wrapped up in on the sofa. A maternity gift from one of OA's sisters, amazingly soft and warm. The only thing that doesn't make your skin itch. When you're cold you often wrap yourself up like a burrito in it.

Once the pillows are readjusted and stacked up OA instructs you to sit down, and sits with you. He pulls your legs into his lap.

He pushes up the ankle of your leggings, knowing he'll have to do your ankles as well.

His finger expertly work their magic.

Before long your half asleep. You feel the blanket being placed over you, and then a long kiss pressed against your forehead. You're too tired to even fight the sleep.

"I'll start dinner" is the last thing you hear before you fall asleep.

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Nightwing 83 Review

guess who isn't weeks late this time. my opinion of the series is going up a little bit. it's still not great, but i'm not actively put off by it anymore the way i was after 81. not going to tag as spoilers, but be warned that they are under the cut

i’m sure you all are well aware of this but now, but dear god i love bruno redondo’s art. like, an unhealthy amount. the pink and blue is getting to be a theme with either him or just this run, but i am definitely enjoying it. the movement in this cover is clearly obvious, but well done. you recoznize right off the bat that the cover was drawn to drag your eyes down the page until you get to the bottom, but you enjoy the whole ride there. 

also, redondo’s way of drawing a character in stages of action so we can see just how much they’re doing in a split second of movement is quickly becoming something i like to see drawn with dick, and any other character that has that sort of ease of movement and body sense, like cass or sin or maybe a super. 

and he’s in action the entire time! there’s shot drawn just to show off a shirtless comic book character, the way nightwing is so often subjected to. he’s shirtless because he’s changing his clothes, and that’s all we see, no more and no less. very practical, very well done. i like it.

he looks so cute right here oh my god. the little squint, the hair curls. it’s adorable.

but also like. unless melinda has specifically outfitted the door spyhole so that the person on the other side can’t see dick looking through it (and in all honesty she might have) then everyone on the other side can see dick looking through that door. 

bringing your attention back to the “i can’t see melinda’s fbi file oh no!! it’s redacted!! whatever can we do!!” stupidity. redacted files are child’s play for oracle, and definitely doable for both dick and bruce. so that’s bullshit.

now, melinda apparently grew up with the maroni family, then took down part of the family from the inside. the maroni family is a large and notable presence in gotham, one that bruce pays a respectable amount of attention to. he definitely would have grown suspicious when two members of the maroni family were taken down, and with some investigation, he would have discovered melinda’s plan. and it should go without saying that the majority of things you see batman doing? dick can do it too.

it’s not so much that i don’t like how clever the villains/antiheroes are getting. i don’t like how dc heroes are increasingly written as less intelligent. they seem to be relying on pure fighting skills or luck, which may be the case for a couple heroes, but has never been the case for most of dc’s big name heroes, the bat family included. it’s irritating to me to see this sort of stuff pop up as a major plot point when i know that, if dick or bruce had been written with the amount of skill and power that they canonically possess, this entire mess would have been sorted out years ago.

unrelated but dick and melinda have the same hair

this may just be me, but i was always under the impression that dick doesn’t really have a “double life???”

yes, he’s talented enough to create enough differences between robin/nightwing and dick grayson’s mannerisms, way of movement, voices, and speech patterns so that it’s very difficult to put the two together.

but nightwing has never been separate from dick grayson, not the way bruce and batman is. he’s always leaned more towards clark in that aspect: his hero persona is an exaggerated, stately, larger-than-life version of who he really is. there’s no second persona, no real “dick grayson identity” and “nightwing identity.” they’re the same person with the same goals, ideas, and skills. one just pretends to abide by the law, and one gives up pretense of that.

oh good thank god. if he’d trusted her right off the bat (hehe. bat.) i would have slapped him upside the head. at least he’s still got instincts.

gosh the colouring on this is cool. the red has enough purple and pink tones to it that it doesn’t abruptly ruin the tone of the artwork. but it’s definitely glaring enough to take the reader outside of this personal moment they had slipped into between dick and melinda, to put them back in the present where they’re reminded that oh yea there are people hunting dick down. 

the next panel keeps this up too, in a less severe way. melinda’s bodyguard shows up (i forgot her name sorry :[ ) and subtly places us in the middle of an action scene rather than a private, personal scene.

laughing so fucking hard have our little vigilantes grown so accustomed to breaking into places that it doesn’t even register as a crime anymore??? tim coming in through the fire escape to pick bernard up for their date and being very much confused as to why bernard is freaking out.

i really like melinda’s shirt and now despite all the work i have to do and the fucking conference i have to host on monday i want to spend hours scrolling through clothing shops online trying to find this shirt. the mock neck/neckline is so cool i want it

so roland just assumes that a very dangerous vigilante who is highly talented in combat and a very dangerous bodyguard who is also highly talented in combat had a fight that ended with this very dangerous bodyguard being tied up and she looks completely fine? roland just assumes that her having no visible wounds or bruises means that they got into a fight and she lost that easily? uh. aight then

dick what are you doing. legitimately what the fuck are you doing. why are you posing oh my god. you are injured and tired and in absolutely no position to go hand to hand with one of main enemies. jesus christ run away or head to lower ground or something. don’t just stand around letting the floodlights show exactly where you are.

i don’t understand what he’s trying to do here??? blockbuster fully bought the story that dick fought them both, won, tried to get info out of them and failed, then hightailed it out of there. he didn’t have to draw roland out for a fight.

but it does look cool. the way the light just highlights his silhouette and the blue parts of his costume does look badass. he does get style points in my book for this.

w h a t  d i d  i  f u c k i n g  t e l l  y o u ,  d i c k ?

very classic superhero line and it does sound like something dick would say in a fit of righteous rage but also it makes me laugh so hard because all vigilantes think they’re so powerful that the law doesn’t apply to them. dick vigilantism is illegal. you’re acting above the law and pretending it doesn’t apply to you. hypocritical much?

it happens so often in superhero movies, tv shows, comics, whatever and it makes me giggle every damn time.

pretty decent comeback but before i start seeing people writing blockbuster as a thug i’m going to remind you that he made a deal with a demon for genius level intellect. if this turns into another bane situation i’m going to be a little miffed. he’s a smart man, which makes him a dangerous and infinitely more interesting enemy for nightwing.

this is so horribly in character i want to scream. (or. at least. it lines up with one of the versions of nightwing i have in my head.) he’s running right towards the bullets, miraculously doesn’t get shot, while making a sort-of pun. i hate this so much. i love him.

this is cool. this art is really really cool.

he leaped from a building right towards a helicopter that’s actively shooting at him, but none of the bullets are touching him. none of the corruption of the city can touch him no matter how hard it tries, because he’s too good to be corrupted. Comic Book Logic Can Be Good Sometimes Actually.

batman’s belt what??? swiss army knife who?? sorry, i only know nightwing’s bright blue escrima.

this is one of my favourite things about heroes with exceptional abilities, even more so if the hero is human. the things they can do are so far beyond the realm of normal human abilities that it’s equal parts terrifying and awe-inspiring every time they act.

he just used modified grappling wires to hook to the door of a moving helicopter, swung around the helicopter safely without hitting the blades, gained exactly the right momentum to swing upward again right through the opening of helicopter, then fought and tied up the men before they had any idea what was happening. that’s near impossible to do.

it’s stuff like this where i just sort of sigh in contentment. no matter how many times they leave out dick’s detective skills or conveniently forget that he’s actually a master planner and team leader and make him out to be this forgetful dude who makes everything up on the fly because of his “circus roots,” at least they won’t ever take away dick’s sheer physical ability honed to perfection. 

the art, too! in a few panels, dick’s drawn a little lightened or blurred. he’s moving so quickly and fighting so efficiently that he can barely be seen by the enemy. he’s got perfect form all the way through.

and THIS!

there was a helicopter that had five men shooting at him with what looks like machine guns. most people would be dead. some would run away, and be nimble enough to survive without fatal hits. there are very few people, even in fucking comic books, who can look at that hopeless situation and turn it around so quickly and thoroughly that he benefits from it instead.

i just. love nightwing.

it was funny the first time as a comic reader aware of the meme. it’s really not anymore. why the hell would you, in universe, be wearing a shirt that has a picture of your boyfriend being hit in the face by his father. 

okay that was funny. 

look at lil bitewing, so concerned for her human!!! love her sm. 

also a question as to the timeline of things. is nightwing happening before or after urban legends? 

i was so distracted by dick wearing a robe and briefs and nothing else that i didn’t register the second part until later. he slept for two days?? babs, baby, he recently had a very traumatic brain injury. why do you sound so nonchalant?

@TIM X COFFEE SHIPPERS GET FUCCCCKKKKEEDDDDD

ngl i totally forgot about that dude oops

this comic is giving so many reaction pictures. you know how you always use the worst possible picture of your friend for your friend’s contact picture? i’m just getting so many of these.

leslie!!! the titans!!! lucius!!! dick going to go see old friends!!!! the titans!!! this part made me so irrationally happy it really did. gar being the one to just. offer dick solutions with open arms. this was the best

i wish i could just copy and paste this entire scene, but that would take up way too much space, so i’m just going to talk about it instead. 

you gave me my name, nightwing, and you gave me some of the best advice i’ve received in my life: beautiful little throwback to nightwing’s origin. you’d be surprised at the amount of people who don’t know where the name came from, or who don’t know how much clark means to dick. and the fact that dick still looks up to clark as a hero, recognizes that clark isn’t always perfect and yet continues to hold him in such high esteem, and still looks back on advice that clark gave him fondly just warmed my heart so much.

for a man who has fearlessly stood up to darkseid, bruce will do a lot to avoid a conversation: “grrr. i’m the BATMAN. i’m so DARK and MYSTERIOUS. nobody knows the true me. no one ever will. i will be LONELY for the rest of my CURSED LIFE. such is the price of a hero. ignore my farmer himbo husband in the background”

but i don’t think there’s anything heroic about being a billionaire: another nod to how much dick follows clark’s example rather than bruce. yes, this was a very poignant and important criticism, and i think it’s wonderful that this was published in a pretty popular comic book. but the thing is, there is a way to be a heroic billionaire, but only in fictional universes. the way bruce, ollie, t’challa only ever use their wealth to help people. they donate massive amounts of money to charities that they themselves create so they know exactly how the money is being used. they hire people who aren’t likely to get jobs anywhere else and pay them much more than what a base living wage is. they use their power to help push progressive laws and social change. they are helping. 

dick doesn’t fully see it that way. he spent more than half his childhood the son of a billionaire, but still believes that one could be more heroic when one doesn’t have obscene amounts of wealth. whose example do you think he followed to come to that conclusion?

superman looked up to alfred pennyworth?: i mean yea alfred may have been a wildly irresponsible guardian and one hell of an enabler but goddamn if he didn’t love his kid.

you don’t need my input. you’ve thought it all through: ooooooh this line made me grin. for so long, dick’s treated clark as a mentor and a guiding figure. he’s still seen as a kid, an up and coming, snot-nosed titan with dreams of a better world. clark still thinks of him as a kid, despite watching him grow up. but this little line was something i think dick needed sorely to hear. he doesn’t need anyone’s guiding hand on his shoulder, he doesn’t need to ask for permission. he doesn’t need clark to support him the way he did when he was a teenager. he’s all grown up now, and he doesn’t need clark’s help. i imagine it was a bit of a surprise for dick to hear that. 

honestly, i couldn’t think of a better role model: ohhh but it doesn’t stop there. clark just straight up turns the tables on dick. imagine you’re dick, and you’ve looked up to this one hero your entire life, and then one day he turns to you and says that he thinks you’re so kind and smart and worthy of a person that he wants you to mentor his son!? goes to show just how much clark trusts dick.

i swear to god dick probably cries every time he hears clark compliment him because bruce is so rare and sparing with his praise that clark giving him the slightest hint of approval is just a dopamine rush.

also, now deathstroke and superman have both asked nightwing to mentor their kids. the juxtaposition is fuckin hysterical. imagine either of their reactions when they realize what kind of company they’re with

lets talk colours for a second, because i absolutely adore how classic colour tropes have been subverted in this comic, and in this general run really.

warm tones have usually (usually, not always) been associated with light and comfort and friendship and,,,,,well,,,warmth. whereas cool tones are usually used to unsettle, or make a scene seem colder and put the reader on edge. this varies if a comic only uses cool tones, or only uses warm tones, but if a comic uses both, this is generally well-used.

that isn’t the case in this run.

dark red, orange, and other warm tones have been used to symbolize danger, action, attacks. hot pink isn’t usually included in this colour group, but it’s definitely part of it in this case. in contrast, scenes that have cool colours give us the impression of slipping into a comfortable, calm scene with babs, tim, the titans, and other allies. even the beginning scene with superman has this blue, but then it transitions into something more golden coloured. dawn broke over dick, as his new idea came to light, and that was reflected in the art (and the sunrise setting.)

have there ever been times when dick’s longed for the comfort of his mask because he didn’t feel confident as dick grayson? i can’t think of any. i may be wrong, but this struck me as pretty ooc.

am i just??? gay and reading this all wrong??

cause i was under the impression that when someone says they are grateful for your friendship you don’t immediately kiss them. 

or is this like. normal straight mating rituals.

i mean he’s smiling afterward but still babs aren’t you supposed to at least make sure it’s okay first? you guys broke up a while back after you said something along the lines of “i want to be coworkers with you and nothing more because i don’t trust you or feel comfortable around you as a civilian anymore.” like lmao after you say something like that to someone i would assume that you don’t have the permission to just kiss them whenever you want.

show of hands who else got real sad when they realized dick was talking about himself in this.

sure, he could be referencing the things he’s seen blockbuster pull, and the children on the streets. but “i’ve seen money used for enforcement,” sounds a little too close to dick’s entire life being destroyed by one man threatening the circus to pay protection money for me to completely ignore. and “i’ve seen the poorest and most vulnerable blamed and punished rather than assisted” becomes a lot worse when you remember dick was thrown in juvie for a couple months until bruce was able to obtain legal guardianship, and in there, not a authority figure believed him when he told them his parents were murdered.

he’s lived this before.

a. mother. fucking. typo.

fucking why

i mean i’ve stated my distaste for the batfamily groupchat before but like. this is reaching new levels of ridiculousness. jason sounds like he was written by a fanfic writer. tim sounds like he was written by a fanfic writer. steph sounds like she was written by someone who doesn’t know the first thing about steph and wanted to include her for “family points!!!!!” damian’s supposed to be completely off the grid, and everyone’s searching for him. i do love the way cass texts tho.

well god fuck now i’m crying

dick got a phone call, a sorry, and a thank you out of bruce. i feel so much secondhand happiness for him, if that’s a thing. we’ll just ignore the way bruce looks ugly af and focus on the good parts okay?

and again with the colour symbolism here!

i’m either going to love this or hate this. who knows, we’ll see.

something something hearts something something pink is an evil colour something something. i need to know more about this guy but there’s definitely symbolism there. 

is it just me or does this dude look like the backstabbing traitorous absolutely motherfucking piece of shit villain that killed tadashi hamada in big hero 6?

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Agents of SHIELD Rewatch Season 1A (ep. 1-11)

Here's my commentary on my rewatch of Agents of SHIELD Season 1 Episodes 1-11. This may not be the best commentary since these are just the thoughts and opinions that come to my mind as I watch the episodes rather than a full-blown analysis, but I'm just having fun with it!

1x01 The Pilot

Something about Skye's voice being the first voice you hear. I don't know what about it, but I like it.

This is a Mike Peterson appreciation blog. He deserved to be in so many more episodes after season 1.

BABY SKYE!!

The only part that sucks about rewatching season 1 is that I know Ward is Hydra, so even when he's doing good, I know what his main motives are.

This is like my millionth time watching the pilot, and I just now realized that the line "if the job was easy, it wouldn't be any fun" that both Ward and Garrett say was introduced in this episode.

"It means someone really wanted our initials to spell out shield"

"You haven't been near his arms" *in regards to Thor*

"Welcome to Level 7" YESSS BITCH!!!!

Coulson's so wholesome and pure I love him so much!🥺

Thank you Agents of SHIELD for forever making me say "It's a magical place" whenever Tahiti is mentioned ever.

The fact that Ward's first thought when Coulson is talking about the Rising Tide is to cross them off. Finding all these red flags.

"Little poop with knives sticking out of it"

Okay, but why was Hill drawing a porcupine on Ward's evaluation?

The fact that Chloe Bennet was only 20 in the pilot (aka the same age as me rn).

I see a lot of people (mostly reactors on YouTube) say that they were annoyed with Skye at first (which I can understand), but for me, she just always had some sort of charm that made me fall in love with her.

"With great power comes... a ton of weird crap that you are not prepared to deal with." one of the most ICONIC Skye/Daisy lines.

Also, it's crazy to see how bubbly and innocent Skye was. So different from Season 7 Daisy.

The fact that you can so clearly see that Phil and Melinda had lots of history together from the first scene together.

"It's a really nice bus" I MISS THE BUS

Fitzsimmons was also so innocent back then. (If you've been following me for a while, you know my feelings on Fitzsimmons in the later seasons (more so on Fitz), so I'll try to keep my emotions on them to a minimum until the time where I can rant :) I'll just appreciate season 1 them for now.)

"Don't touch Lola"

Coulson really showed up to Skye's van completely ready to adopt her.

"What's your real name?" This line hits hard in the fact that she actually doesn't know what her real name is yet.

You can clearly see how excited Simmons was and how nervous Fitz was about their first field mission as soon as they step out of the car.

Skye came off as a little hot-headed, but she's actually so smart. Like she said, SHIELD had billions of dollars of equipment, and she was able to crack Centipede with her own skills.

I love that Fitz sings "Heigh-Ho" as he sends the dwarfs outs.

Skye has canonically cosplayed outside Stark Tower at least once.

"She can be an asset" Oh Phil, you have NO IDEA.

They say "what the hell" so much in this show. *see Agents of What the Hell on YouTube"

Coulson doesn't care about your protocol, Ward.

"GrAmSy"

From episode one, you can clearly see just how big Skye's heart is and how she really does care about people.

"When you get back, I'll show you my thing. Oh, it's not. It's my hardware. MY EQUIPMENT!"

You can also see in Skye's face where her morals lie as soon as Mike shows that he brought Ace along.

Mike taking Skye is just the first of many times Skye is kidnapped.

"Don't ever tell me there's no way." The fact that this has been so prevalent throughout the whole series.

Coulson's walk is so a dad coming to rescue his daughter you can't tell me otherwise.

THE WAY COULSON JUST CASUALLY LEANS BACK WHEN MIKE BREAKS THE VAN DOOR😂

The smile on my face the first time I watched May take out the guy that was gonna shoot Skye.

Mike's speech during this episode👌🏼

Fitz slapping Ward's back will never not be funny to me.

Howard Stark would be proud of Lola.

1x02 0-8-4

I wish we got to see the hula girl one last time in Season 7.

I don't know why May referring to Skye and Fitzsimmons as kids makes me so soft.

The SHIELD logo on the water is so funny to me.😂

Not gonna lie, Fitz's little crush on Skye during 1A was kinda cute. Never really shipped them though. Definitely don't in the later seasons.

1x02, May says to never call her the cavalry again. In 7x13, she finally reclaims the title for herself.

I don't know about y'all but May double-wielding guns is pretty hot.

"WhY aRe ThEy HeRe?"

Simmons, why would think that opening a window in literal gunfire would be a good idea?

May and Ward yelling at the Bus Kids like angry parents on a family road trip.

If I have to hear Ward say "I'm a SpEcIaLiSt" one more time...

One of the things I love about Elizabeth and Iain's acting is when they're working with the holo table. I'd look so stupid in that position.

Just wanna say that I absolutely LOVE Skye's clothing style in season 1.

Don't worry Skye. You'll know what it's like to get shot in 11 episodes. (I'm sorry).

"100 people with 1% of the percent of the solution, that'll get it done. Pieces solving a puzzle." This was the line the solidified Skye as my favorite character, and it still remains one of my favorite lines from her.

You're not slick, Camilla.

See, their first mistake is messing with the Melinda May. She's not gonna take that well.

So Fitz and Simmons know the story of the cavalry, but they didn't know it was May? You'd think her name would be tied to the title no matter what.

UGH, I hate this whole "nice Ward" thing. I can't stand it when he says nice things because he's basically lying.

"WhOt ThE hELl WaS tHaT?"

I love Coulson's trust in his team despite seeing them not get along at all at least an hour earlier.

May's tired of all their shit.

Thank god Skye was the only one who actually read the pamphlet.

I love how May still got it after not being in the field for about 6 years. I mean, I haven't taken a dance class in 2 years, and most of my flexibility is gone now and some skills I've already lost.

Coulson checking on Lola is a mood.

You think May lowkey wanted to be Skye's SO from the beginning? Cause when Ward asks if she was talking about him, she kinda has this face that says "Okay, fine, I'll let him have this one."

The team watching the rocket launch on the edge of the ramp door is the last time that they ever had any kind of happiness until the finale.

Also, love the Fury cameo.

1x03 The Asset

I find it funny that the truck driver is named Agent Mack. Also, the fact that they used that name for Mack in season 2.

Skye working out is the biggest mood.

That silhouette shot *chef's kiss*

The scene with the cowboy and the gold is so random. Like I know it's important to the plot, but I just think it's ridiculous.

Saying this ten episodes in advance... FUCK YOU IAN QUINN!🖕🏼

Another rant on how I wish the show delve more into Skye/Daisy's past in foster care. Like why exactly she dropped out of high school, if she aged out of the system or ran away, how her foster homes have affected her mind and thought process, etc.

I just love how the show actually shows how smart Skye actually is. Like she isn't the same kind of smart as Fitzsimmons, but she had her own way of doing things and she's a quick thinker and really clever.

I also love how Coulson already has her thought process pretty much figured out, and that's why he knows how Ward should be going about training her.

I get that Ward has been abused, but I hate how he uses it to justify all the bad things and murders he has committed. I guess you could say Garrett brainwashed him into thinking that way, but after 2x06, Ward moves far away from redemption, and his actions can't be blamed on his past anymore.

Skye in that pink dress. I am looking respectfully. 👀

Love that May and Jemma are impressed with Skye's undercover work.

"I wanna hire you before someone else snatches you up." TOO LATE BUDDY

This episode may not be one of "the best" of the series but the fact that they introduce Gravitonium and basically set up an entire plot point for season 5 is insane.

The first time watching this, I couldn't tell if she was betraying SHIELD or playing Quinn. Still fully believe she’s was playing him.

“Her… uh, boobs." Oh, Fitz.

Also, Ming deserves an award because she has the best reaction faces.

YOU DIDN'T NEED TO RUB IN THE FACT SHE DOESN'T HAVE A FAMILY, QUINN!

How many times does Skye have to get choked out in the show?

“nOpe”

Oh Skye, don’t worry about the quakes. You’ll get used to it.😉

Bye Hall. You won’t be mentioned again until season 5.

LET’S GO MAY!!

Again, hate how this episode and the one in s2 are the only times Skye actually talks about her past.

“We won’t turn our backs.” FUCK. YOU. WARD.

1x04 Eye Spy

You know, if I saw a group of people walking with red masks on, I would be running so far in the opposite direction.

“The solitude” me too May. Me too.

Okay, but I love Jemma and Skye’s hair in this episode.

Also, I love that Skye hides in the cars when she misses her van.

Funny how they’re so against telepathy and precognition. Like they’re so against it and for what? Like, of all the things that have been proven to be true in this universe, you choose to believe telepaths aren't real?

Wish we got Akela more in the show.

Short Bus™

“Must hurt to be betrayed by someone you trained” WARD SHUT UP I SWEAR TO GOD

“Did you never learn that boy parts and girl parts are different and that our parts aren’t PeNiSeS?”

“bang?”

May, Coulson, stop fighting in front of the kids.

Skye actually calling May and Coulson mom and dad🥺

I feel so bad for Akela😭

Kinda feel bad for Simmons. She is not exactly trained in the medical field, but she still became the team doctor. Props to her for that.

Fitz is me in regards to the human body.

Props to Brett for learning lines in different languages.

THE WRITING ON THE WALL!

“Which way is south?”

Skye shoulda hit Ward with the car.

It’s the guy from ANT Farm!

So, Akela knew that SHIELD did something to Coulson.

Like what you see, Skye?

1x05 Girl in the Flower Dress

RAINAAAAAAA

Were Chan Ho Yin’s powers ever explained? They briefly mention it but not really. Like was he an experiment or is he like an inhuman or something?

Also, would you trust a woman you just met that night when she says “close your eyes?”

I haven’t played Battleship in forever.

“Have you ever heard of Steve Rogers? No.” … yes.

Ward, you didn’t even try to blend in.

I’d like to take this time to say screw Myles.

I was so shocked when May was on the other side of the door when I watched the first time.

So how long was May there to begin with?

Simmons, was the button comment necessary? I know you’re trying to be friendly though.

Raina is probably one of the most compelling villains in the show

“Now you’re making fun of my VAN!” She loves that van.

I love whenever Ming gets to speak Chinese on the show.

Why’d they leave Myles alone with Fitzsimmons? They look so terrified😂

Ghost Rider tease (not really but you get it)😉

Hearing these words come from Coulson to Skye really hurts.

I love you, Skye🥺

1x06 F.Z.Z.T.

Time for the first Fitzsimmons-centered episode.

“That’s something you say to an old person.”

Fitz’s comment about hearing Skye laugh again was so wholesome in s1. Why’d the show have to drive them apart?

Also, love the Ward impressions.

Skye poking the battery with a stick. That’s it.

Ward had absolutely NO RIGHT to be talking to Skye like that, like he was so hurt by her “betrayal”

THE cat™

These poor firefighters. They just wanted a souvenir from when they were first responders during New York.

“What are you looking for?” “A sCeNtEd CaNdLe!” “Not you.”

My favorite part of Coulson really is his humanity. The way he talked with the firefighter during his last moments is so heart-wrenching and beautiful. Telling him that it was beautiful on the other side.

I’d be scared if I was on the same plane as an object carrying an alien virus too.

Aw poor Jemma😕

Skye’s so worried about Jemma, she’s literally on the verge of tears. I love their friendship so much (save for s5/6).

Coulson really said screw Agent Blake.

All this talk about pandemics and vaccines in this episode really hitting close to home and I don’t like it.

It happens for a second, but we get the first sliver of Mama May and Skye when May softly pulls Skye away by her shoulder.

The special effects in this episode aren’t bad by any means, but it’s amazing to see how far they’ve come since then.

Coulson’s just a worried dad.

The Skimmons hug🥺

“Take off your shirt” OH KAY MAY. That line really threw me off the first time.

And there’s Fitz’s realization.

DON'T TOUCH LOLA

1x07 The Hub

The cold open for this episode is so random and I love it.

Also Agent Shaw.

"Everyone's wearing the same suit."

And we have Agent Victoria Hand and Jasper Sitwell.

Introduction of The Sandwich™

Also, the introduction of Bad Girl Shenanigans™

"VeRy VeRy ATtAcHeD."

You can truly see some of Jemma's Virgo-ness in this episode. (As a Virgo myself, I can say this is accurate. My birthday is actually the day after Jemma's/Elizabeth's).

The hallway scene is still so funny to me. Between Simmons' terrible flirting and Skye's "what?" face. It's great.

My lying skills are just about as good as Jemma's are in this episode. Depending on who I'm with/the situation, I either get really stuttery or I start laughing ridiculously.

Forever bitter that they cut that deleted scene of Jemma and May.

See, Skye knows when to pull away from her personal wants. She knows when the right time for it all is, and I don't think she got enough credit for that. You can't tell me, that if you were in Skye's position and the file on your past was right there, you wouldn't be curious. She did look away from it and looked at the mission when she realized she didn't have enough time. She still put the members of her team before herself.

I only think about the Charlie's Angels reference from the bloopers during this scene.

Not too much to say about this episode for me personally.

BUT I was fully convinced that before this episode, Skye was Coulson and May’s love child that they had to give up because of the job.

1x08 The Well

The first episode to connect with the movies. I personally feel like the show exceeded when it began to stray farther away from the movies.

Just a quick note: Thor: The Dark World is probably lower on my MCU movie list, but I don't think it was necessarily a bad movie. I actually did enjoy it quite a bit.

Skye simping over Thor is a mood, but May agreeing with her is just great.

"Doodads"

I want my own holo table.

That poor forest ranger. He's just so distraught. He just loves his forest.

Coulson and his puns.

It's so weird to hear someone refer to Ward as Grant. It's like when someone other than Coulson calls May Melinda.

I would very much like to punch Ward in the face. Yes, I know it's just the effect of the staff, but still.

People probably think of Asgardians when Coulson says he had one-on-one time with aliens. Even though, due to the time this episode came out, that's what the show was referencing, I like to think he's talking about the events of Captain Marvel.

YOU CANT TRUST HIM COULSON!

"Disco"

Not to be protective about Skye, but seeing her jump around Ward makes me very sad, and again, mad that the show basically chose to forget about her past and have other characters completely disregard it.

I could never stick my hand in someone's body, even if I could save them. I just don't have the guts or stomach to do that.

They made it seem like Thomas died in the well, so I was surprised when they showed him in season 3.

"Because I see it every day." UGHHHHHH the fact we know what happened in Bahrain, this hurts.😭

"Check out Portland. Great philharmonic" Just hurt me even more, show, why don't you.

I ALMOST COMPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT THE MAYWARD THING FOR A SECOND AHH NOOOO I HATE THIS!🤮

1x09 Repairs

Poor Hannah😕

I really did not like being reminded of MayWard. I also hate the fact that this wasn’t the first time they did this.

“Bringing along warm and fuzzy” Not gonna lie, but Skye does have a point, but at the same time, I do understand that Coulson just wants her to get an understanding of how it works.

I’m just curious as to why Tobias didn’t attack May after she shot Hannah with the ICER.

I really like Fitzsimmons in this episode ngl.

DAVIS D. DAVIS

It’s hilarious to me that Davis was a one-off, one-line character in s1 then became a full-fledged recurring character in s4-7.

Okay, but May on horseback, double-wielding guns would be a sight to see.

This episode is a prime example of how Skye always sees the best in people.

I didn’t really like Skye pressing May about her policies since it obviously cuts close to her past, but I do understand that Skye doesn’t necessarily know what May’s been through exactly.

“I think she needs to get laid” So does she know about May and Ward at this point? I don’t think so. BUT Ward freezing should have been a red flag.

Fitz is so oblivious in this episode, and I love it.

“hE dEmAtErIaLiZeD”

Love how Fitz is unscathed after they crashed the plane and he was in a closet, not tied down to anything.

“THANK GOD, WHERE HAVE YOU 🗑”

As someone who was raised Catholic (but not super-duper religious) and is now in a state of not knowing whether or not I still believe in God, Skye’s words in this scene really lift me up and give me hope.

Okay, but why was I low-key scared of this episode the first time I watched it? I think it was because it was late and dark at night when I was watching it😅

We get to hear a little about Bahrain, and I love it.

There’s no way around Melinda May.

“Hey, that’s our story”

I think May was truly ready to take Tobias out and put her own life on the line at this moment.

“Let the girl go” will always be a painful line.

There’s hardly any communication between May and Skye in the cockpit, but it’s still such a sweet scene.

They clearly did not watch Phineas and Ferb cause otherwise they’d know what an aglet is.

I think what I love most about this episode is the focus on both Skye and May, which leads to the cockpit scene, which basically is the start of their relationship, and they have one of the best platonic relationships in the whole show.

1x10 The Bridge

MIKE PETERSON!!!!!!!

Oh, we love the “he’s standing behind me” trope.

“Kidnap victim” Again, Skye, you have no idea.

I know they probably just chose a last name randomly, but what if Brian Hayward was related to Tyler Hayward from Wandavision? Just a theory.

Simmons really falls for a handful of people this season, doesn’t she? Mike. Trip. Fitz. I mean, I’d do the same with Mike and Trip.

Ugh, I love Coulson talking about Audrey, but the fact that Ward uses this information against him just infuriates me.

“Someone looking up to you” The fact that Skye never had that person to look up to as a kid🥺

I get that May is trying to protect Skye from the truth, but that was pretty harsh.

I JUST WANNA HUG SKYE!!!!

The fact that Coulson was talking about Skye when he says he’s seen what the effects can be when a parent is absent.

PROTECT ACE AT ALL COSTS

Not them threatening a child. I always hated this part.

Ace is such a happy kid ugh why do this to him😫

I often see people say that this episode is when the show got good, but in my eyes, the show was always good from the beginning. The first half of season 1 literally has some of my comfort episodes.

1x11 The Magical Place

"Is that a Roomba?"

Reverse Tower of Terror.

And Hand is back. Yay (said sarcastically).

The faith that the team has in Skye on her own is outstanding compared to the beginning of the season.

YES TO THAT JACKET

I love how confidently Skye stole a car in broad daylight.

I love how the Cage has those seats for most likely in case of a crash, but also for the purpose of opening the top in an interrogation.

Can we just like... not torture Coulson? I would really appreciate it, thanks.

"$ Bills Y'all"

Reiterating this: SKYE IS SO SMART AND CLEVER AND HARDLY ANYONE RECOGNIZES IT

Also, Skye impersonating May.

I know she's good, but honestly screw Hand in this episode.

So was that actually Garrett on the phone?

YES SKYE BEAT THEIR ASSES!

Don't bring up Audrey, Raina!

"Manscaping"

Coulson's faith in SHIELD and the system is both outstanding and heartbreaking.

"Who doesn't like flowers?" I mean, sure, but like, WHY????

The sequence of Coulson's mind and what happened in "Tahiti" is a whole trip and a half. OMG, that part is so good.

I didn't realize the alien writing was in the flashback for a second. They set up so many season 2 things so early on in season 1.

In this episode, you can really see just how much Coulson means to Skye. This is probably when she realized what Coulson meant to her.

"Nice jacket." YEAH, IT IS.

I love this team <3 (except Ward. He can burn in hell.)

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