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fandom-hoarder · 2 years

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Carry On Anniversary

Monday: What "Carry On" Means to Me

I wasn't going to write anything up for today, because there are so many more eloquent people giving beautiful commentary about when they first watched the episode. But then I got feelings so here I am!

I was looking through my posts from last November to see if I posted anything, but most of my commentary was in tags on reblogs. I didn't post a lot of original content a year ago!

For me, I needed a little time to really process the finale. I was watching with my son, and we had to watch it on the app the day after, so I had tried to avoid spoilers until he could sit down with me. By the time that happened, I was so eager that the whole episode felt like a whirlwind. I devoured it and my emotions were secondary.

I remember knowing immediately someone was going to die when they showed the rebar, but even though it was the finale, I didn't actually expect a real death! When it happened, so casually, and then Dean called Sam over, my heart and breath caught, but I didn't cry.

My reaction was literally: "What? WHAT?? No, but. FOR REAL??" I watched Dean's confession raptly; my ears got hot when he said things pulled right outta fanfic, and think I clasped my hands tightly against my chest at the forehead touch. I don't think I blinked. But it didn't really sink in until it showed the montage of Sam's life, and ngl I didn't cry then either because I just felt Sam's emptiness, and then that damn wig broke the tension and made me laugh.

The episode ended, and I was in my writer frame of mind, analyzing what I liked and what I wished had been different. (If you've been here awhile you know I'm really not a fan of putting kids' names on their clothes lol, but my initial opinion on who that last monster was has done a complete 180. It was good, actually!) Talked to my son about what he liked and didn't--he didn't dislike anything!

It was later that night and the next day that it really started to sink in, and my compartmentalization broke open. Brain breakage happened. Brain worms. ILYSMMBB! QPR SAMDEAN BASICALLY CANON. DOMESTIC MONTAGE! 'ALMOST PERFECT'!!

And I couldn't rewatch the full episode, but I reblogged the fuck out of barn scene edits. I've probably rewatched the barn scene more than the bridge scene, and I've watched that A LOT. And the coda fic. Oml. I've read the fuck out of some coda fic. I read road_rhythm's Where the Bodies Are Buried in December and was still crying my way through it in March when I recorded it. (My 3rd - 8th read-throughs at that point!)

I really didn't think it could get better, especially with the fandom drama, but I didn't really know then what a fucking gift J2 are. Bibro kings, truly. Being able to 'go to' a J2 panel thanks to the virtual con felt like such a personal experience. Finding out all the bits they'd changed and added. Hearing their headcanons for Sam and Dean and heaven. Not having their soulmatism undercut by 'and then they split off to separate forever-afters'.

Utterly amazing.

And what really made me type this all out just now is a random thought I had while watching the fanvid I just reblogged:

Supernatural gave us the complete ending I'd hoped for Merlin. They got the dying confession, but they also got the reunion after being split apart by death! SUPERNATURAL ACTUALLY RESOLVED A PERMANENT DEATH IN A WAY THAT FELT LIKE A BALM TO MY HEART. THEY MADE A PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP THE DEEPEST AND MOST MEANINGFUL KIND OF LOVE IN THIS SHOW.

THEY GAVE A SHOW THAT HAD BEEN FULL OF DESPERATE DECISIONS, WITH TERRIBLE CONSEQUENCES, A HAPPILY EVER AFTER!🤯🤯🤯🥰🥰🥰

It honestly made me, an aspec person, so happy to see other fans leaning into the qpr of it all. How is this even real? A year later, I'm still reeling. And I honestly hope I never stop.

❤

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yehet-about-it · 3 years

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Chase Me | Part 17 - Lock The Door Next Time

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🎮👾 ~ The Boyz Social Media AU ~ 👾🎮

"Twitching" is a British term used to mean "the pursuit of a previously located rare bird." In North America it is more often called chasing...

Pairings: Changmin x Reader, Sunwoo x Reader

Warnings: 17+, language, some smut in later chapters, fuckboy!sunwoo 😉

Updates Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday & Sunday @ 9pm GMT/1pm PST

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Word Count: 3.1k (I am SO sorry... although I'm kind of not bc I lowkey love this chapter) Warnings: Mature content, may involve maStUrBaTioN, a whole lot of embarrassment and Chanhee having the time of his goddamn life bc its not him in the awkward situation for once 🙃

You sighed, dropping your unreasonably heavy camera bag on the table as you walked into the living room, Chanhee in close pursuit looking equally as tired. You’d spent several long hours at a shoot for a new project you’d been hired to do and had come back to the boys’ apartment to do some editing before you called it quits for the day.

“Should we order food now?” You called out as Chanhee went to his room to unload his gear and fetch his macbook for editing. You knew you needed to work but you hadn’t eaten since the morning and you couldn’t stop the thoughts of takeout food swirling around in your head. “Mm, the Chinese?” Chanhee replied sitting down across the table. “Can you go and ask Changmin if he wants anything while I set this up? He’s probably in his room.”

You nodded happily, perking up at the prospect of food and left Chanhee to upload the photos from the day whilst you went off in search of Changmin. He wasn’t in their gaming room as you walked by so you continued down the corridor towards his room. As you neared his door you could hear a murmur, and coming to a stop outside the room you recognised your name being called by Changmin, only it was ever so quiet, barely audible through the wood of the door, so you figured maybe it was just him registering your presence. Assuming he’d realised you were there, you swung the door open not quite expecting the scene that was presented before you. Changmin was sat on his bed, propped up against the pillows with his lips parted, hair hanging low in front of his eyes, and scanning further down you saw that his sweatpants were bunched low on his hips as his hand gripped what appeared to be a very hard erection. You let out a shriek as you realised what you had stumbled upon, immediately slamming the door back shut and racing down the corridor before Changmin even had chance to react.

“Oh my god, oh my god.” You repeated it like a mantra, your heart pounding from the shock as you slid back into the living room and into your chair opposite New. “What the hell’s wrong with you?” Chanhee asked in bewilderment looking at you as though you’d just committed the 7 deadly sins. “I should have knocked!” you squeaked burying your face in your palms in total, unfathomed embarrassment. You took a deep breath trying to calm yourself, but the image of Changmin’s hand wrapped snugly around his length, pleasuring himself as he uttered your name was well and truly burned into your brain.

“What? Why?” Chanhee asked, a puzzled expression forming from his features. “He- oh my word- he was- touchi- Ugh I can’t say it!” you whined. “He wasn’t…? Oh my god...” Eventually realising what had happened, a hysterical fit of laughter erupted from your best friends throat as you hid behind your hands, your cheeks most definitely flushed with the brightest pink. “Oh my god that idiot” Chanhee cackled, tears starting to form in the corners of his eyes from the sheer force of his laughter. You sank down in your chair a pained smile on your face as you couldn’t help but be affected by Chanhee’s reaction. “Chanhee what am I gonna do? I’ll never be able to look him in the eye again!” You wailed, the howling starting to dye down as Chanhee regained his composure. “Not my problem” Chanhee teased. “I’ll make it your problem” you replied stroppily, whacking him lightly on the arm in annoyance. “Ow!” Chanhee clutched his arm in feigned pain before proceeding to laugh at you once again. “It’s not funny Chanhee! This is so awkward!”

You had by now gotten over the initial shock of seeing one of your longest friends exposed like that, and now you were wondering how the hell you were gonna get over the awkwardness of the situation. But most of all, you were wondering why the hell he’d been moaning your name of all names and what that meant. Not that you were going to mention that to New. That would open a whole new can of worms and lead this conversation down a whole new road that you didn’t particularly want to explore, as well as give Chanhee even more ammunition for further teasing.

“That’s exactly why it IS funny.” Chanhee chided, whipping his phone out, presumably either to tease Changmin or get the Chinese menu up, or both. “Guess he won’t be joining us for the Chinese then?” You rolled your eyes at Chanhee’s teasing (though also legitimate) question. “Well it’s not like I stuck around to ask.” You crossed your arms as you gave Chanhee a warning glare. “Fine, I’ll ask him then.” He said, and your phone lit up on the table a moment later – of course he’d mentioned it in your group chat.

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Changmin had heard Chanhee’s cackling from his room at the other end of the apartment and had been mentally cursing for the duration, his face perhaps an even brighter shade of scarlet than yours. Of all of the awkward things to happen, the girl he liked and one of his best friends walking in while he was halfway to climax thinking about her had to be the most unfortunate. Firstly there was the problem of how he’d ever look you in the eye again, but secondly was the problem that remained below his waistline. You walking in hadn’t helped that of course. If it had been Chanhee or Kevin walking in, his stiffness would have gone in a split second, but despite the embarrassment of what had just happened, his length remained taut against his boxers which he’d quickly pulled back up in shock after your momentary appearance. He was no longer in the mood to continue, too worried about what you might be thinking, so he decided his only option was to go for a cold shower in the hope that that might fix it.

Before he had the chance to hop in however, his phone buzzed, showing a text from New. He groaned as he read the older boys words, knowing that he’d never live this down whining again when he realised the texts were sent not just to him but to your group chat. Thankfully Changmin had already eaten, although he wouldn’t mind a bit of Chinese, but given the current awkwardness he decided to pass up on the offer for food. He would probably be able to face you later but if he ordered food he’d have to sit with you to eat it, and the embarrassment was stilll far too fresh for that to be a comfortable affair, so he quickly typed out his reply and hopped in the shower to deal with the problem beneath his pants.

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An hour or so later you and Chanhee had just about finished your editing for the day and were tucking into your food, but you still hadn’t heard a peep out of Changmin. You sighed, finishing your bowl of jajangmyeon, feeling a little guilty that Changmin wasn’t sharing in the joys of your takeout food, all because you’d been dumb enough not to knock. “Hm maybe I should take him something” you sighed looking across all the cartons of food you’d ordered. Maybe he had actually eaten already, but there was so much, and you were sure he’d like some. “You’re not going to eat all that are you?” You asked Chanhee, nodding to the half full box of kkanpunggi in the middle. Chanhee just shrugged. “You sure you want to go back in there?” He sniggered as he asked the question, deliberately trying to provoke you. “No I am not, but I’m not going to avoid him forever just because I’ve seen his dick” you declared defiantly, making Chanhee almost spit out his boba as he doubled over in laughter. However awkward you were feeling, you’d have to face each other eventually. Normally you wouldn’t be so thrown off by something like this, for instance, you’d once accidentally walked in on Kevin going at it with someone one time when you’d stayed over at Sunwoo’s, but you’d just greeted it with an ew and laughed about it later. The only thing that had you feeling so utterly flustered was the sound of him uttering your name whilst he was clearly having some ‘time to himself’, but since you figured he wouldn’t necessarily be aware you’d heard that, you decided you’d be able to brush it off for now and pretend like everything was just peachy.

“Well just remember to knock this time” Chanhee quipped as you stood up, taking the box of spicy garlic fried chicken with you, picking up some of the spare chopsticks the restaurant had sent too. You grinned sarcastically at Chanhee, your eyes silently telling him he was an asshole, before disappearing off down the hall to Changmin’s room, praying that he’d be fully tucked into his pants this time. “Changmin? Can I come in?” you called as you knocked tentatively on his door. You heard some shuffling and low muttering before he answered with an uncertain “sure”.

Swinging the door open for the second time this evening you were relieved to see Changmin perched on his bed, fully clothed with an xbox controller in his lap and his headset to the side of him. You saw the overwatch character select screen flickering brightly on his tv screen too so you could only assume he was playing online with someone. “Oh you’re playing? Who’s on?” you asked quietly as you walked a couple of steps into the room, the carton of kkanpunggi still in hand. “Uh, just Eric.” Changmin replied, his eyes darting around the room as he struggled to make eye contact with you, for understandable reasons. “Hi Eric!” You sang loudly so he could hear you through the microphone. Though it was quiet, only coming from Changmin’s headset you heard a faint chuckle and Eric’s voice returning the greeting. “I brought you some kkanpunggi, I thought you might like some, it’s really good” you said, turning your attention back to the boy actually in the room.

Changmin’s expression softened watching as you stood there, proudly holding up the box of chicken and chopsticks. Even after what happened you were still thoughtful enough to bring him nice food so he wouldn’t miss out. What he wouldn’t give to be able to just pull you onto his lap and feed one other the delicious food, cleaning up any stray sauce with kisses. In his dreams he thought.

“Awh how come he gets chicken?” Eric whined through the headphones pulling Changmin out of his daydream. “KEVIN-HYUNG CAN WE GET CHICKEN?!” The sudden loudness of the younger boy through the headphones made you giggle, and you shared an amused look with Changmin. As bizarre as it was though, you were rather grateful for Eric’s random inputs which actually seemed to have the effect of relieving some of the tension in the room.

“Yah be quiet! I’m not even wearing my headphones and that hurt my ears!” Changmin called towards his headset shutting the younger boy up with an insincere sorry. “Oh it smells good, thank you y/n!” Changmin smiled sweetly at you as you placed the box down on the side table next to his bed. “That’s okay!” You replied, moving a few steps away again before looking nervously towards Changmin’s headset. You wanted to apologise for your earlier intrusion to get it out of the way, but you definitely didn’t want Eric to be witness to that, so you lowered your voice to a whisper. “Oh um, so I’ll be leaving in a bit, I just wanted to say sorry for earlier, I um- I should probably have knocked before I came in.”

Changmin could feel the heat rising in his cheeks being reminded of the earlier incident and although his hair mostly covered it, the tips of his ears were now definitely a blazing pink. “Oh-“ He was frankly a little stuck for words. He’d been sat in his room for the better part of an hour rehearsing what he might say to you in his head, but now you’d come in here to apologise, with chicken no less, he didn’t really have an answer for you. “Uh- it’s okay,” he mumbled. “Sorry you had to see that.”

Before it could get too awkward however, you snickered as you heard Eric and Kevin clearly having an argument about chicken faintly through the headphones still laying next to Changmin and you thanked your lucky stars that they evidently weren’t listening to you and Changmin’s awkward exchange. “Well I promise I’ll knock next time.” Changmin chuckled, running a hand sheepishly through his hair as you moved back toward the door. “I’ll let you get back to the game if those two ever stop arguing, I’ll see you later yeah?”

Changmin nodded and said goodbye as you slipped out to return to the dining table where New sat, a mischievous glint in his eye as he grinned at you. “On a scale of 1 to Eric talking to girls, just how awkward was he?” He asked, clearly trying to stifle his laughter. “Shut up New” you scoffed as you began picking up the empty food cartons to throw in the trash. This little shit was gonna milk this out for as long as possible and you weren’t here for it. “Well at least you didn’t scream and run out this time” he bantered, only to be met with a look of pure contempt from you as he passed you one of the empty food containers. “I am this close to pouring this black bean sauce all over that new balenciaga t-shirt Chanhee” you threatened holding out a carton that had the remains of some sauce wobbling about in the bottom. Chanhee jumped back covering his shirt with his hands, knowing that it wasn’t an empty threat from another time he’d pissed you off and you threw half a cup of peach tea all over him. It was a waste of the tea, but he’d had it coming. “That’s what I thought.” You proclaimed before disappearing into the kitchen to dispose of the containers.

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On your way home your head was filled with all kinds of thoughts about what you’d unintentionally just witnessed. All you really wanted to do was relax after a long day of work and carrying heavy equipment around, but all you could think about was your name on Changmin’s lips and what the hell it meant. Was it just an accident? Or if it wasn’t, did that confirm everything that Kevin had been telling you? Did Changmin really like you? There had been an undeniable vibe between you for the past few weeks, what with the increasing amount of time you spent together and the intimate moment on the roof last night, but until this weekend, you hadn’t thought about it much, your mind largely preoccuppied with your anger towards Sunwoo.

Your mind flipped through your memories with Changmin as you sat on the tube, trying to make sense of everything, and as you did so, it dawned on you. Kevin was right. Changmin liked you. Perhaps that was even what he had tried to tell you the previous night before Jeju had abruptly cut him off. You recalled all the times Changmin had sat with you and listened to you rant about Sunwoo, the way he’d been so angry the day after that one fateful party, and how he’d always been there waiting for you with a hug when you were down. It was a wonder you’d never realised it before. Perhaps Changmin’s warm presence in your life had just become so natural you never thought anything of it, but it was becoming increasingly clear that this wasn’t just two friends looking out for eachother. No, it was more than that.

You felt a heat in your chest as you processed this revelation, trying to make sense of your own feelings. You adored Changmin, but then who didn’t? The way his dimples made him look like the sweetest angel whenever he smiled, the way his eyes lit up whenever he discovered something really interesting, the way he couldn’t stop himself from giggling even at the most inappropriate moments. It was impossible not to like him. But then not everybody knew him like you. They didn’t have your relationship. Changmin had always been there for you, even though it was Chanhee you called your best friend and Sunwoo he called his. He always seemed to know exactly what you needed – when to give you space, when to give you hugs or when to make you laugh so hard you cried. Upon reflection, there was no one who came close to making you feel as happy and comfortable as Changmin did. You couldn’t think of a single occasion he hadn’t made you smile and you slowly began to realise… Was it possible… that you liked him too?

Then the thoughts of Sunwoo swarmed your mind. Did he know Changmin was into you? No of course not. They weren’t on the best of terms right now but you imagined it would be a hell of a lot worse if he did know his best friend was infatuated with his ex-girlfriend. If anything were to happen between you and Changmin, Sunwoo would be outraged for certain. But maybe that was what he deserved. He’d lost the right to an opinion on your life when he tried to get back with you by sleeping with you when you were drunk. Although perhaps falling for his best friend was a little far…

You leaned your head back against the glass of the subway train, sighing as your mind replayed the memory of Changmin’s breathless expression as his hand gripped his manhood. You kind of wished it would stop, not wanting the embarrassment of getting so worked up in public, but you just couldn’t tear your thoughts away from it. After your newfound revelation, you were getting dangerously close to imagining what had been happening before you walked in, and what sort of things he might have been thinking of doing – you nearly missed your stop in your dazed state but thankfully the announcement pulled you out of your thoughts and you rushed to the doors just in time to hop off before they closed and the train sped off into the distance, away from you and your insurmountable dilemma.

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blazogirlsoneshots · 5 years

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Panic (Peter Pevensie x Reader)

A/N: This contains self-harm and panic attacks. If you are sensitive to those subjects I wouldn’t advise reading this one shot.

Everything was wrong and loud; too loud.

You were very particular when it came to how things were supposed to be. Activities had to start at a time that ended with a zero or a five. Numbers had to be perfectly rounded or else you had to fix it. Meals had to be arranged in a certain way and food could not touch. Too much noise could cause you to snap at anyone in your way and a simple touch of the hand could cause a full-on spiral of rage. If these objectives weren’t meet you would have this irritating itch under your skin that never seemed to go away.

It was unpleasant, unavoidable, and the worst possible thing to happen in public. It was ten times worse if you reached the edge at one of Lucy and Susan’s elaborate balls. So, of course, during the middle of the main course of dinner, you felt like screaming and your skin felt like it was on fire.

The chatter was deafening. Every time you turned your head a centimeter it felt like a million different beady eyes were attempting to stab through the fabric of the outfit that felt more like a costume; a mask making it seem like you were okay. You wanted to cover your ears and let loose a scream as loud as a lion’s roar at the same time. You didn’t even notice your nails digging into the soft skin around your wrist until you felt blood irritating the skin under your nails.

“Y/N?” Peter’s gentle voice cut through your panic like a jagged piece of glass. “Would you like to go get some air?” The buzzing in your head was growing louder while the ladies and gentlemen of the court turned to look at your panicked figure. You tried to swallow and regain a sense of connection to the fuzzy world around you.

“Yes, your majesty,” You almost whispered. Why was your voice so thin?

Peter arose from his seat at the head of the table and walked over to help you out of your seat. He took extra care not to touch you which, to any stranger, would seem both cold and distant but for you was completely necessary. You almost sprinted out of the hall as you went to find a corner to hide in. The itching feeling was growing stronger and you felt yourself dry gagging. There was no meaning to your surroundings anymore. Where you breathing? You couldn’t tell. Your legs gave out from underneath you and you began thrashing on the ground. You were definitely underwater and most certainly drowning. You had to be drowning. Why else was there water on your face?

Air. Where was the air?

Vomit. Just vomit already.

Dying. I’m dying.

My skin is on fire.

Why can’t I just drown already?

“Y/N, I need you to ground yourself,” Was that Peter? Was he underwater too? “Listen to my voice. I need you to listen to my voice and breathe with me.”

“Can’t. No air.”

“There is air. You’re in the hallway outside the dining room. Windows are open and there is a breeze coming in from the sea. Just breathe with me,” You attempted to match breathing rhythms with the high king. His were strong and evenly measured while yours shook with the weight of the tears pouring down your face.

After a few minutes of stabling your hyperventilating Peter began talking again, “Can you name five things you hear out here?”

“The ocean is really loud.”

“That’s true,” Peter said with a chuckle.

“All of the people behind those doors talking.”

“Three more.”

“The crackle of the torches and the birds outside are audible.”

“Can you give me one more?”

“Your voice calming me.”

“Are you able to sit up or do you want help?” You shook your head and pulled yourself out of the ball you had ended up in. You kept your eyes closed as you let the coolness of the stone wall behind you overwhelm your panicked scenes.

“I’m going to go get a glass and water and something you clean up your arm. Is that okay?’ You could feel the warmth of Peter’s voice gently worm its way through the thunderclouds of thoughts that seemed to bounce around your brain.

“How long will you be gone?” You asked with a whimper. “Five minutes at most. I can get Lucy or Susan to come and sit with you if you want?”

“I’ll be okay” You felt Peter’s presences depart from the hall and you used the time in the silence to adjust your thoughts. By the time Peter returned you had your eyes open and were beginning to regain feeling in your limbs.

Wordlessly, Peter handed you a goblet of water. Its metallic surface was nice and cool; helping you ground yourself even more.

“Can I touch you?” Peter asked carefully. You responded with a simple nod and Peter began cleaning up the scratch marks from your wrist. The blood was washed away as your panic ebbed away. As Peter finished bandaging the cuts your voice returned.

“I think I’ll take up Tumnas’s offer to go and talk with one of the centaurs,” You murmured. Peter could barely conceal his smile as his grin crept into his voice,

“That will really help.”

“Yeah,” Peter intertwined his hand in yours as your sweaty forehead softly touched. “I’m proud of you.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

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thoughtfulpaperback · 5 years

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SPOILERS!!! CHARMED 02x03 review

Okay y'all. This season is really killing it as far as keeping things moving and keeping it interesting. So same as ever gonna list the things I liked and then the things I didnt (again these are more nitpicks than anything else) and end with some highlights. But first just my general feelings over the episode. I'd give it a solid 7/10. Even though the quality of the episode matched the other episodes, I was not as entertained (although still pretty dang entertained). I recognize I am biased since I am a hacy fan. The last two episodes had a lot of hacy content which is probably why I found them more entertaining. That said again, this was a great episode. Onto spoilers!!

Things I liked:

1. Mel and Harry Team work.

Y'all, Harry and Mels relationship has developed the most from where it started. The level of trust they have in each other. My boy jumped of a roof even knowing there was a chance she was wrong! They are super good friends and family. Them working together is so enjoyable to watch.

2. Maggie's development. You know maggie is growing up. And I mean she is actively learning. Not just like absorbing life lessons. The whole thing with Jordan. What she did was messed up. I know some people think it falls under personal gain but I dont think it technically does because she legit needed the job to be able to have access to the space so they can save witches. But still there are consequences to all actions. And she is learning that. Same with that whole budding relationship in general it is a slow building one. I like.

3. Macy and Abby

Okay so. Right away I was like suspicious of abby and her story. I will admit I was spoiled in the discord a bit, but even if I hadn't been I would have thought the whole situation suspect. Why?

1. Abby and Macy were kidnapped. Not the demon M.O. of usual. They openly attack and kill. The only time we dont see them do it is with Layla, but she was going to be used as a sort of special kill in the uniting of the bloodlines. Also, she claimed to have been roughed up by the Overlord, but like when? When Macy was knocked out. Because the witch board didnt go off until she was running away. Which is sort of the opposite of what it has been. The witch board seems to go off when a witch is in immediate danger. Layla was kidnapped and no light for the witchboard went off until she was about to be burned. Same in the end of this episode. The witchboard didnt light up right until Abby was about to kill Macy. So, just based on before, I was suspicious of Abby's story. If she had been immediate danger before being kidnapped or was running away before, why hadn't the witch board gone off until then.

2. When Abby basically said Callum was the overlord, I was extra suspicious. Funny how the only demon keeping the bloodlines from uniting is now suddenly the overlord and ready for vanquishing. Then when she called him by his name even though before she just said overlord and gave no indication that she knew the dude.

So anyways those where the main things that sent me into "she is a villian working for the demons" but the reasons I like the two this episode are because:

1) the chemistry is good. I am a hacy shipper and I wouldnt really approve of a relationship. She is a villian who tried to kill Macy so I am not into that. But on screen these two, just ooze chemistry. Which makes me really think that Maddy didnt put any effort into the Galvin relationship season 1 because she has more chemistry the scenes with abby in this one episode than with Galvin during the whole of season 1

2. Abby could be a great foil to Macy(and possibly and interesting reboot of Cole). Both are half-demon and so since the show has moved from the nature versus nuture debate to a straight forward "it about the choices we make" message, it is a great way to explore half demons/witches in two different characters and emphasize to us and to Macy herself that it is the choices.

4. Kat!!!

OmG y'all. First off that kiss was like torture because I was waiting for it since they met. Then sad to find out it wasnt real :( but her vision of the worms at the end... made me wonder if it was a consequence of the trip to the astral plane or if maybe kat is a witch or sensitive to magic. Which is why she saw the worms. Like she was picking up on what had happened. I am excited for more!

Onto things I did not like (My nitpicks)

1. Dark!Harry. Listen Brenda/on! This is a nit pick. But I wished the show would have given us a little more because I was left with questions. Dark!Harry (or Darry as @scousesal has used) asks Macy why she has been avoiding him. That tells me nothing. I can assume that this means he knows she knows what he is (that is to say that he knows she knows he isnt really harry) but then it doesnt make sense to ask why she has been avoiding him. If he has a functioning brain and realized she knew, then she is avoiding him because she knows and doesnt trust him .

But no. He asks why. Listen y'all, I think he does want to hurt them (at least mel and Maggie) or use them for something, but I dont necessarily think he means to kill them immediately (could be wrong). He obviously wants all of them together though. He arguably could have just killed maggie last episode, but he wanted her to lead him to the others. Meaning he either needs them all for something or (if he does want them dead) he wants them all dead at the same time.

But again he asks why, so either he doesnt know she knows, but obviously senses she is avoiding him since he can't reach her like before. Or for some reason, even though he did attack them, he thought Macy would want to continue the connection even knowing he wasnt the real or at least thier Harry. Possibly hinting at feelings or a developing hunger for a deeper connection with Macy.

Again so many possibilites and I hope we get more information next episode.

2. Again nitpick, I did not like the look of the astral plane. It kinda made my head hurt. I mean I get the choice and the colors. Very psychedelic and overlapping. But it just was too bright and yellow and the overlapping just wasnt visually appealing to me.

Highlights:

Macy using science!!! I was worried they wouldnt let Macy's science background shine through this season given the storyline but they came through

Jordan dont go!! :(

Macy de-blindfolding Abby

The look on Abby's face when she meets Harry like suspect and intriguing. I wonder what kind of banter she will develope with him.

Macy about to just stab Abby like its nothing

#cw charmed #charmed remake #charmed reboot #charmed cw #charmed 2018 #charmed #charmed spoilers #charmed 2018 spoilers #hacy #macy x harry #harry x macy #macy vaughn #harry greenwood #mel x kat #maggie x jordan #abigael

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