#iconic show entrance episode

[mithiens]

[in which Lois talks faster than her brain can think]

#smallville #lois lane #erica durance #s04e01 #gifs #tvgifs #* #iconic show entrance episode #martha kent

[tonycries]

Three's a Crowd (But Four...) - G.S.

Synopsis. “So, are they like holograms? Or can you really touch them?” “Why? Trynna cop a feel, sweetheart?” In which you and your boyfriend find very unconventional uses for his powers.

Pairing. Gojo Satoru x Reader

Content. MDNI, fem! reader, established relationship, foursome (but they’re all Satoru + you LMFAO), NSFW, unprotected sex, double penetration, spit-roasting, face-sitting, doggy, missionary, anal, pet names (sweetheart, pretty, babe), oral sex (male + female receiving), overstimulation (female), swearing, slight breeding kink, cum (like lots).

Word count. 3.0k 

A/N. A lil' sum while I get on with a 10k arranged marriage fic. H O R N Y >>> actual JJK technicalities. 

Jokes, but idc what that technique was, I took that one chapter and ran with it. Art by @_3aem on X.

Cross-posted on AO3

“They just nerfed Naruto in Boruto cuz they knew he’d be too DILF-y.”

“Amen.” 

Sprawled out on Satoru’s couch, both of you were fixated on the Naruto episode playing on-screen. It wasn’t anything new for a Friday night. His soft hairs tickling your chin, and legs dangling off the other end of the couch as he lay atop, cuddling you like a 6’3 housecat. 

Times like this, it’s easy to forget that your boyfriend constantly bears the burden of being “the strongest”. That is- until Satoru, eyes still locked onto the screen, speaks up “I can do that too, y’know.”

You turn to look at Satoru, “Do what?”

He nods his head towards the screen - now showing young Naruto mastering his iconic technique. “You could call it Shadow Clone Jutsu.” he hums.

Raising a brow, “So you could make tens of thousands of Satoru clones? The world may never know rest.”

Eyes brimming with smugness, he grins “Something like that.”

You cock your head, wanting to know more, “So, are they like holograms? Or can you really touch them?”

“Why? Trynna cop a feel, sweetheart?” he wiggles his brows in a way that would definitely be creepy if it was anyone but Satoru.

“You wish.”

Satoru huffs out a laugh, before going back to using your breasts as his personal cushions. “Not quite clones or holograms, they’re still me. But also not really, y’know?” he murmurs.

“Ahh. No.”

The conversation dwindles into a comfortable silence.

Or so you’d think. But the air was charged with something, and - knowing Satoru - you had an inkling it didn’t bode well for you down there.

As quickly as you suspected, he turns the TV off and turns to you with twinkling eyes.

“Toru...” you reproach.

He whines dramatically, “Come onnnn. Don’t they say the best way to learn is hands-on experience?”

“You just have ulterior motives, Toru.” 

“Hell yeah, I do.” he mutters into the valley of your breasts. Satoru peeks at you through his thick lashes, eyes bright with mischief. 

How could you say no to those eyes? And, well, you’d be lying if you said that the idea of multiple Satorus didn’t make your pussy clench in excitement.

That’s how you found yourself here.

Shirts thrown across the room and splayed out on Satoru’s overpriced silk bed sheets. You gasp in pleasure as he leaves hot, open-mouthed kisses on your neck.

Wrapping your legs around his waist, he rocks into you, pushing you deeper into the plush bed. Your pussy drips with anticipation as you feel the outline of his rock-hard cock straining against his sweatpants.

Hooking two fingers under your waistband, he swiftly pulls off your panties along with your shorts. “Already so wet and ready f’me…” he groans out. Quickly shuffling your bodies around, “C’mon sweetheart.” 

Now, Satoru knows he has a pretty face - too well, in fact, he uses it to his advantage to get his way with you too much. And he thinks there’s nothing that makes his face prettier than you on it.

It’s why he has you bent over and straddling his head. The tighter you squeeze him, the better.

One arm holds you in place while the other spreads your folds. Satoru teases your entrance with a finger, gathering your wetness before popping it into his mouth. He groans sinfully as he tastes you. “Fuck- always so good for me.”

You slowly put your weight onto him, failing against the strong arm that pulls you to sit on him properly. 

Satoru moans around your cunt as he finally dives nose-deep into it. Languidly, he licks long stripes against your folds, purposefully catching your clit in the process. “Hah- Fuck. Toru, more!”

Satisfied with your whines, he finally slides his tongue inside your dripping pussy, fucking you with his mouth till his cock twitches for friction.

You notice, and urgently shuffle his sweatpants down. Satoru’s cock stands achingly hard, precum dripping enticingly along the vein on the side of it. You lean down to kiss the shaft, delighting in his noises that send vibrations down to your clit. 

As you take his blushing red head into your mouth, Satoru increases his abuse on your cunt.

You arch your back further into his face - moaning around his thick cock. He starts fucking into your mouth steadily, forcing you to take more and more of his length. Drool drips down the corners of your mouth, “Mmm Toru- Feels so good.”

If one Satoru makes you feel this good…what would two feel like?

As if reading your mind - you wouldn’t be surprised if he actually could - Satoru pulls away slightly, ropes of spit still connecting him to you.

“Ready, sweetheart?” he murmurs lowly, hot breath making your cunt quiver.

And before you can respond, the hairs on your body raise as the air stills with the crackle of jujutsu. You remove yourself from Satoru’s cock with a wet pop! Looking up to see…those cerulean eyes. 

Another set.

“Toru…” you drone out, turning behind to glare at Satoru - who was now placing innocent kisses to your dripping pussy. His eyes peek out with visible amusement, “Jus’ say the word and I’ll stop.”

Satoru knew he had you cornered. He’d fully felt the way your walls clenched around his tongue once you saw the other version of him. This was going to be fun.

Harshly rolling his tongue against your clit, he lightly smacks your ass - signaling you to pay attention to the other Satoru in front of you now. 

So you do.

It was quite surreal seeing an exact copy of your boyfriend grinning down devilishly at you. He cups the back of your head, bringing you closer to him. “Don’t be scared, pretty. It’s jus’ me.” 

At first, you were unsure of what to do, the only thing you know being that - clone or not - this one was just as well-endowed as your boyfriend.

Experimentally, you press soft kisses to his hot tip, relishing in his drawn-out groan. You take him in deeper, tonguing the slit in the way you knew your boyfriend liked. “Yeah- Jus’ like that.”

He tightens his grip on your head. Pumping your Satoru with one hand, you use the other to steady yourself as your mouth gets used as the other’s own personal fucktoy. 

Shit. This was heaven.

Eyes rolling to the back of your head, you pull away, “Hngh- Toru, feels so fucking good.” Mewling at the stimulation on your cunt as well as the depravity of the act, you grind your hips deeper into Satoru’s mouth - searching for your high. 

Soon, you feel that familiar snap in your stomach. Satoru uses his fingers to spread your lips as you cum all over his tongue. He laps up your juices with lewd squelching sounds as his clone fucks your face deeper. Nose meeting his snowy white pubes and balls hitting your chin, you choke from both the position and Satoru’s relentless tongue. 

“Yeah, cum all over my tongue, sweetheart.”

You ride out your high on Satoru’s pretty face, slick spreading all over his mouth and nose. With a final kiss to your cunt, he shifts your legs and moves to tower over from behind. 

Removing yourself from the other’s cock, you look over your shoulder to see your boyfriend sensually pumping himself, readying to enter your eager pussy.

“Hey now, eyes on me, pretty.” A long finger moves your chin so that you face the Satoru in front of you. Seems that no matter what, every Satoru was a little possessive over you.

He rubs his dripping tip on your face, smearing his precum as a gloss before fucking into your mouth once more. 

Almost at the same time, Satoru fully rams his cock inside your pussy without any warning, tip kissing your cervix.

 “Shit. Always taking me in so good, sweetheart.” he huffs out as your walls flutter around his length.

You groan loudly around the cock in your mouth, partly from the pain of being unprepared and partly from the pleasure of getting what you wanted the most - both ends filled by your loving boyfriend.

Your eyes were dazed as you stare doe-eyed up at the Satoru that was plunging into your mouth mercilessly - the other fucking your hole at a similar pace. Strangled yelps leave your mouth as his balls sinfully slap against your clit. 

The room fills with loud, wet noises, and the slapping of skin. Both Satorus hunch over you in pleasure, muscles rippling. Your cunt quivers in an almost-animalistic way at the small grunts falling from their pretty lips.

You whine as he finds that one spot inside you which makes you see stars every time his hips meet yours. One hand - you were too far gone to recognize whose - reaches under you to draw harsh circles on your clit.

Tears spring to your eyes at the sheer overstimulation, and you rock your hips to meet his powerful cadence. One of your hands reaches for the other’s hip for stability, nose meeting his pelvis nails dragging along the soft skin. He grips your hair tighter, lips bitten and swollen at the stimulation.

From the way your pussy was clenching, you knew it wouldn’t be long before you were cumming again.

Now, throughout his life, Satoru has been called crazy many times. Crazy powerful, crazy handsome (in front of the mirror), and just downright mad. But it’s right about now - watching as you choke and cry around his own dick as he plows into you from behind - that he truly thinks he just might actually be a little crazy.

Slowing to shallow rocks, he focuses on his technique. 

Satoru basks in amusement when your whines of disappointment at his slowing pace die down as you register the tugging and sucking on your nipples from below.

You gasp as you break away from the Satoru in front of you and look down, breath catching in your chest as you realize that your boyfriend has conjured up another clone of himself. 

He was going to be the death of you.

“Pay attention, sweetheart.” you hear from behind you as Satoru starts up his relentless rhythm once more, hand now moving to squeeze and spread your ass. 

You knew where this was going, and you didn’t mind it one bit.

The stretch of your cunt as it adapted to Satoru’s length burned almost as much as your nipples as his clone continued to bite and tease them. “Feels good, babe?” he sighs around your breasts. Yet your whines of pleasure are quickly muffled by the flushed tip kissing your lips once more. 

“Hope you didn’t forget about me, pretty.” 

“More- Hngh, Toru!” you whine, not sure which Satoru you were addressing anymore . All three of them speed up their motions, the pleasure from all points pushing you over the edge.

You as you cum fast and hard. 

But your Satoru(s) don’t let you have a moment’s rest as your orgasm is quickly overshadowed by your boyfriend’s hands on your ass. Teasingly drawing circles around the rim. You shiver, hole quivering at the cold feeling of his saliva hitting you. 

His cock still ramming into your abused cunt, Satoru enters a finger into your ass. Using his spit and your slick from before to stretch you out till he’s satisfied. “Fuck- Taking me so good, sweetheart.” he moans out at the sight of you being stretched out from all ends by him and only him.

You continue mewling as the pleasure overtakes you. He was going to ruin you.

Half-delirious from all the stimulation, you barely hear the lowly “Ready, babe?” from below you before Satoru pulls out and suddenly you’re flipped. Easily manhandled by your boyfriend, your head lolls against his replica’s strong shoulder as you’re caressed from three sides once more.

“Feeling alright, sweetheart?” your boyfriend rasps from above. Now hot and bothered once more from how your loving boyfriend was using you like a ragdoll, you gasp out “Yeah, Toru. Need you so bad.”

“Oh yeah?” he grins, lining himself up with your pulsing pussy. “Tell me how badly you want me in all your tight lil’ holes.”

You choke out a sob at the way your Satoru was teasing your folds with his thick cock. “So bad- Need you so bad Toru. Want you to fill me up everywhere.” 

Arching your back, you grind your ass against the furiously hard cock prodding at your asshole. Hearing choked gasps from below you, your pussy clenches in anticipation around nothing. To Satoru, your arousal is almost palpable - as strong as the cursed technique in the air surrounding you two.

And that seems to be what finally makes Satoru snap before he sheathes himself entirely in your dripping cunt. Your strangled moans are cut off by the other Satoru slowly bullying himself into your other hole.

“Ah- Ah!” you yelp in both pain and pleasure as you’re stretched to your limits. You feel full. So full. You were going to snap - like a rubber band - and your boyfriend was going to be reveling in his success. The man in question furrows his brows, groaning at the sweet feeling of his pretty lil’ girlfriend being so tight.

A single tear streaming down your face is gently brushed away as a pair of muscular thighs come to rest beside your face. “Shhh, pretty. You can take it.”  

Both of them start moving carefully.

Satoru would never admit it, but feeling his own dick stretch you out twofold has been a little fantasy tucked in a deep, dark corner of his mind ever since he realized the nefarious purposes his technique could be used for.

He could feel his other version pumping into you from behind as he ruts into your cunt mindlessly. The friction mixed with the gummy wetness of your pussy was mind-blowing - fuck, he really should have watched Naruto with you sooner.

Satoru gazes at you through half-lidded eyes as you press kittenish pecks to his clone’s cock above you. You stare right into your boyfriend’s eyes as you take the length into your mouth once more, inch by inch. Nose meeting his pelvis.

Shit. Satoru feels like he could pass out - whether from seeing the sinful image of all your holes filled by him or from the excessive use of his cursed technique, he doesn’t question. Your walls flutter, struggling to take him both.

Fuck, he really feels like he’s gonna explode.

Satoru pulls out fully before harshly thrusting into you once more, keeping up a pace that has his abs burning and you struggling for air. He sees another tear fall delicately down your cheek.

“My girl takes me so well, huh? Fuck. Made jus’ for me, sweetheart.”

The air was stagnant with the smell of sex and jujutsu. 

All three Satorus thrust into you fiercely, the bed creaking furiously. Satoru has half a mind to worry about whether it would break down in the middle of all this. How inconvenient that would be, he’s so close. 

It was animalistic, the way you could just sit there and take it as your boyfriend used you in all sorts of ways you never deemed possible. 

You’re pretty sure your body is completely bruised and raw at this point. Eyes fluttering shut, tears cling to your lashes as you’re filled up. Your brain, as well as your holes, were overwhelmed with only Satoru Satoru Satoru. If your mouth wasn’t suckling on his length, you’re sure you’d be screaming loud enough for Satoru’s neighbor’s to file a noise complaint.

Good. So good.

Feeling that sharp tug on your stomach again, your legs flail as you steadily reach your climax. Held down by three sets of large hands - all caressing you relentlessly in various ways - you finally cum with an exhausted whimper.

Brain foggy and eyes unfocused, you barely feel the twitch of Satoru’s cock. 

With a throaty moan, all three versions of your boyfriend cum - not one pulling out. Your senses are overtaken as Satoru doesn’t relent his pace, fucking his cum deeper and deeper into your abused pussy.

Ah- He felt he was gonna fuck another Gojo into you. Carry on his legacy. Shut those old cows up about a Gojo heir.

You’d look so round and beautiful with his kids. 

“Only I get to cum in this pussy.” he drawls out as he keeps rutting his sensitive cock into you. Low whines get stuck in his throat as he loses himself in the feeling of your tight walls coated in his semen. His other versions were also at their limit, shooting out thick streams of cum to paint your face and ass. 

You were so beautiful like this. Fucked out and covered in his seed. 

His and only his.

As you slowly come to your senses, the first thing you feel is wet. Not from your own slick, but from Satoru’s thick cum - it was everywhere, decorating your lips, your tits, all the way down to your holes below. 

The second thing you feel is raw. You weren’t too sure anymore that you’d be able to make it to that family dinner tomorrow, Satoru had absolutely gone all out tonight. 

Laying there, willing yourself to move, you flinch as something soft and wet touches your legs. “Shhh…easy there, sweetheart. Get some rest, I’ll take care of it.” you hear the soothing whisper of your one and only boyfriend. 

You muster up the strength to look up and see his gentle smile. “Rest.” he breathes out as he continues to wipe you down. In the back of your mind you register the distinct lack of the other presences of your boyfriend.

“T-Toru...” you were too fucked up to formulate proper sentences.

“Shhh it’s okay.”

At his tender whispers, you easily drift into a fatigued sleep. You dream of shadow clones and blue, blue skies. 

Waking up after your brief nap, you find yourself dressed and cuddled by Satoru on a fresh set of sheets. “You okay?” he mutters in-between innocent pecks to your bruised lips.

At your affirmative nod, he probes further “Learn anything about my technique?”

“Absolutely not.” you sigh, pulling him in closer. As you snuggle into the crook of his neck, you almost miss the devious grin spreading across his face.

“Then…wanna try six next time?”

A/N. No Part 2 till I figure out better ways to differentiate these bitches LMAO.

Plagiarism not authorized.

#gojo x reader #gojo x you #gojo smut #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk smut #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru x you #gojo satoru smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen #jjk fic #jjk #gojo satoru #tonywrites

[mikaleialt]

Little Moments

Bada Lee x JR!Reader

Synopsis: viewers of the new season of Street Woman Fighter couldn't help but notice the interactions you have with the leader of BeBe on each episodes, which made them concludes that there is something going on with you and Bada.

Cw: none. fluff. not proofread

You and Bada met each other when you were chosen to be one of Kai's back up dancer for his first single.

From that, your relationship blooms and now here you are in Street Women Fighter 2. But unfortunately you are going to battle each other since you are the 6th member of the international team, Jam Republic.

Viewers and other teams were shocked when they saw you in a different since you got quite the recognition too when you worked with Bada before, so they thought you'll be on team Bebe.

Ep.1: Bebe's Team Evaluation

Everyone has speculated that maybe there have been a bad blood or some kind of drama between the two of you, but as fans watch every episode, they start to think other wise. One fan had decided to compile all your moments with Bada.

When Bebe first appear at the Fight zone and watched their evaluation video. Your reaction when you saw Bada on screen was deemed one of the most iconic reaction by fans.

"OH MY GOD! SHE'S HERE?!!" You said as you quickly got up from your seat and starts jumping around.

Your team looks at how adorable you are.

"Y/n looks so excited" Latrice commented as you nod your head really fast.

"I DO! HOLY— wait I can't cuss on the show.." you sat down next to Kirsten.

As Bada's performance video starts playing, the camera focus on you and your star struck expression as you watch her evaluation.

"God, she looks so sexy— I mean she danced really good" You said as your team starts laughing at what you said.

Bada, when watching their evaluation video, couldn't stop smiling whenever you appear in it. Almost like the bad feedback her team got from other teams were forgotten.

Fans quickly take note of this as they saw how you and Bada react to each other.

Ep.1: Jam Republic's Entrance & Team Evaluation

You were the last group to arrive in the Fight zone. You are so excited. You're team had agreed to have a pink and white motif, so you showed up to the fight zone in this outfit.

Everyone has been anticipating your team's arrival so when they saw you guys walking down the stairs, all eyes were on you.

Muttered comments about yours and Audrey's looks were heard once you entered the fight zone, which made you smile.

"Oh look at Y/n"

"She looks like a doll"

The camera focuses on your face as the members of Mannequeen make comments about your looks.

The camera then pans to Bada, who is looking at you in awe, and can be seen gulping hardly as she looks at you.

"Why do she—they look so pretty" Bada said as she never took her eyes off of you. Her team members laugh at their leader who is making it way too obvious about her and Y/n.

The video started playing and almost every comment you received was just about your pretty face.

Until Bada came up on the screen.

"She really is pretty, when I first met her a while back, I thought that Kai is collabing with a female idol." Bada chuckles in the video.

You instantly hid your face in your hands, trying to hide the fact that you're blushing after receiving the compliments.

You received the harshest comment out of all your crew.

"Y/n? She's just a pretty face. I wouldn't even classify her as a rookie or a beginner dancer"

"She's just their team's mascot"

"Honestly if she wasn't Kai's backup dancer, she probably wouldn't be here now."

You didn't mind the criticism, but Bada sure did.

The camera once again shows Bada who has her tongue poking the insides of her cheek once again.

"Look at how pissed Bada is"

"Y/n must be Bada's really close friend for her to be this mad when Y/n received those comments."

"No but like... look at how Bada is staring at Y/n, you can't tell me she's not down bad for Y/n"

Were just one of the few comments the viewers made when they noticed this interaction.

Ep.1: Bada vs Redy

When Bada was chosen as Redy's 'No Respect Dancer', you instantly stood up from your seat and even climb up on it just to get a better view.

"Not Redy, but Soobin. You are still an 8th grader to me"

Your jaw literally drops to the floor when you heard what she said.

"She is like a gangster" Ling tells Emma who pointed out to Y/n "Look at Y/n's reaction." As the two giggles.

Once BBHM started playing for Bada's turn, you already know that this battle is slready over.

Bada teases Redy by standing tall closely to her, which made you squeal at how cool she looks like.

Even the other crew are enjoying your expression.

But that's not all, when Bada decided to thrust her hips before grinding on the air, you are literally gasping for air at how loud you are screaming.

"Oh dear god, I'm gonna faint~" you said fanning to yourself as you watch Bada pull her shirt up while the paper in on her mouth.

Audrey kept laughing at you and even Wolf'l Yeni Cho agrees with you.

From then on, people started shipping you with Bada and has always been on look out for some crumbs as they adore how you two interact with each other.

A/n: so I decided that this will come in parts too, so for each part is a moment from an episode. Here you go @orionandwonderland. Anyway, I hope yoh liked this bit. I might add a "Reader's no respect dancer battle" scene too for this part. I'll probably just post it in a seperate post.

#Little Moments (Bada Lee Au) #bada lee fanfic #bada lee x reader #bada lee x y/n #bada x reader #bebe #lee bada x reader #street woman fighter x reader #swf2 x reader #street woman fighter 2 #swf

[wol-fica]

-𝕁𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕐𝕠𝕦-

summary - you admit to finding jenna’s portrayal of wednesday hot, in which she uses against you

warnings - control, sub!reader, dom!jenna, oral (r receiving), strap-on (r receiving), slight choking

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“You know, the way you portrayed Wednesday is really cool.” You remarked, throwing some popcorn into your mouth.

You were seated on the couch in your living room while Jenna was snugly cuddled into your side as you both watched episode five of the Wednesday show.

“Really? You think so?” Jenna asked, looking up at you fondly.

“Definitely, she’s fucking hot as hell.” You hummed, pressing a loving kiss to her forehead as you pulled her closer to you.

Your attention turned back to the TV, completely oblivious to the new look in Jenna’s eyes as she stared at you.

As you watched the episode, Jenna’s hand slowly crept from yours and moved to your thigh. She squeezed softly, sitting up so she now so she was shoulder to shoulder with you.

You didn’t find her adjustment to be weird and found her hand on your thigh to be heartwarming. But soon your judgment changed as her hand traveled slowly upwards towards what was between your thighs. Your breath hitched as she suddenly cupped your crotch.

Her movements were slow, almost dull, as she pushed you onto your back and mounted atop your midsection. There in that position, you got a good view of her face.

Her eyes were flat, eyelids relaxed as she stared at you in a haze. The muscles in her face were unmoving as she tilted her head down, staring at you with the iconic ‘Kubrick’ stare. Her chest rose and fell sluggishly as her hands gently pulled your shirt up and off of your body.

“Jenna-“ Your protest was abruptly cut off as Jenna’s hand had grabbed your throat.

“Quiet.” She snarled at you whilst carefully getting your sweatpants out of the way.

Earlier, when you had changed out of your work clothes and into comfortable wear, you disregarded undergarments as you intended to be as relaxed as possible while watching TV with your girlfriend. Now, in the predicament you are in, you wish you had chosen otherwise.

Jenna’s soft hands trailed up your body, her fingers lightly brushing your breasts before she cupped your face. Her lips grazed against yours, the comforting smell of her mint toothpaste overwhelmed your nostrils before she gave you an open-mouth kiss.

You recuperated her action, but you were quickly put down as her hand returned to your throat. She gently squeezed as she kissed you, humming in appreciation when you moaned at her choking you.

Eventually she left a trail of kisses down your neck, leading to your chest where she was face to face with your boobs. She brings her mouth to one of your nipples, then bites it, not too harshly, but enough for you to feel a bit of pain.

You sharply inhale and moan out, “Fuck Jenna.”

She hums and starts to rapidly flick your nipple with her tongue, making your hips buck up. After doing that for thirty seconds or so, she switches to latching her mouth around your nipple and sucks on it. You moan and try throwing your head back, further into the mattress, but it’s impossible. Your hands find and grip your sheets, then she starts to suck harder.

“Mm Jenna…wait!”

She doesn’t, and proceeds to kiss down your stomach to your pussy where her head resides in between your thighs.

“Such a pathetic little thing.” Jenna muttered monotonously, “You are already drenched.”

You’re about to whine, but then feel a finger tap your clit. A breathy moan leaves your mouth as Jenna’s mouth gets closer to you, then she blows on it, making you gasp and your hips buck up. She takes her hands and grips your thighs, pushing them down into your mattress. She flattens her tongue and slowly licks a stripe from the bottom of your entrance, all the way up to your clit. 

You moan out, “Oh fuck, Jenna” and then her lips latch around you.

She sucks on it for a couple seconds, then hums and your hips try and buck up, but Jenna’s grip is too strong. She knows she is not going fast enough for you, especially when you cried out “Faster Jenna, please!”, but she doesn’t budge. Her tongue slowly lapped away, gently rubbing against your clit.

Soon she was satisfied with your torture and moved her head down lower, teasing your entrance with her tongue. She hums happily at the taste of you; so sweet and addictive.

The vibrations from her hum make you moan loudly, then she gently inserts her tongue inside your entrance. A louder moan escapes from your lips as she starts to move her tongue in and out of you at a fast pace, her stamina unwavering.

“Fuck Jenna! O-oh my god!” You cried out, arching your back off the couch.

Your orgasm comes faster than you expect, hitting you like a mac-truck. As you came, shaking slightly, Jenna pulls her head back to watch you come undone. After enjoying just staring at you, she lowered her head again to continue her attack on your clit.

time skip…

“Mmph Jenna!” You moaned, throwing you head back as she thrusted into you roughly, hitting that sweet spot inside of you.

She pulled her hips back sharply and plowed into you, your body moved against the sheets with such force that the couch moved. Your legs lost their hold around her waist from her movements and fell to the sides, so she grabbed them and pushed them into your chest. You moaned as you felt her go even deeper, and she grunted from how hard she was pounding into you.

Your hands were on her back, pushing her closer to you, scratching red lines down her back that had you proud for marking her. She moaned at the pain and moved her face into the crook of your neck, sucking on it harshly to leave her own mark on you.

You both were getting closer, she could feel you squeezing her strap tightly, gripping around her like a wet glove, all you could hear was your slapping bodies, and sloshing noises you both made. She pressed herself fully against you, needing to feel more of you, your breasts connecting to rub against each other, her arms wrapped around you, holding you closer to her. You noticed her hips moving erratically, getting sloppier with her rhythm against you, she was getting close to her release as well.

Her forehead rested on yours as she came, pulling you with her for your sixth and final orgasm of the night. Both of your breathing was erratic and deep, exhaustion clouding both of your senses.

“Still…have no idea…why you decided…to do this now..” You sighed, letting Jenna rest against your chest.

“You called Wednesday hot, had to repay you for your compliment.” She replied, snuggling into your warm body.

“Guess I have to call her hot more often.” You mumbled, causing Jenna to giggle.

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Happy New Years!

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[gaius-chambers]

[Merlin LEGO set idea proposed by lego user PrimeMerlinian in 2014] "Filled with magic, action, and monsters, Merlin would be a perfect addition to LEGO. This set is loosely based on the episode “The Fires of Idirsholas,” in which the villainous Morgana releases a group of ghost knights (the Knights of Medhir) to attack Camelot. The main feature of the set is Gaius’ iconic room, which also includes Merlin’s room at the back. The setting is spacious and show accurate, with lots of potions and books to recreate the feel and ambiance of Merlin’s place of residence. I attempted to replicate the show’s architecture in my building style. Included are several show accurate elements and play features such as: the entrance; a hiding place under Merlin’s bed where he keeps his Sidhe Staff and magic book; the stone dog Merlin brings to life in “Valiant”; a function to blast Gaius (or anyone you choose) through the railing of the second floor; one of the shield snakes from “Valiant”; and, of course, the sword Excalibur. Five minifigures are included: Merlin (with Sidhe Staff), Arthur Pendragon (with Excalibur), Morgana, Gaius, and two Knights of Medhir (with swords). This set would allow Merlin fans to reenact many key moments of the show in LEGO form, as well as create their own stories in a land of myth. If you want LEGO Merlin to become a reality, please support, and thank you for reading!"

#gaius chambers #merlin #lego product idea #lego #bbc merlin #gaius #lego photography #toys #miniatures #figurines #2014 #PrimeMerlinian #Merlin Ghost Knight Attack #lego idea

[regulusrules]

Ranking the best 10 Merlin episodes + a fic rec based on each one:

(absolutely not based on how gay they were) ((no order for the eps; they're all chef's kiss)) (((last two fics have a hold on me that levels the show itself; worth scrolling for)))

1. The Poisoned Chalice

Look. There is something just absolutely entrancing about introducing this episode in the first five of the entire show. Like, this hands-on was the sole reason everyone fell for those two idiots. It beautifully captured how the saving each other thing is reciprocal, because the first three episodes you just have to watch Merlin run around saving Arthur, never the reverse. Producing it early on in the show was the decision that, in my opinion, held everyone in their chokehold for eternity.

Fic rec: you are my favorite mistake (it can only be fate) by @multifandom-jess.

2. The Death Song of Uther Pendragon

I could go on and on for how this episode singlehandedly carried s5 on its shoulder. Like, okay I unfortunately love s5 with all my fucking heart, but this episode was perfect. Ghosts? Check. Banter? Check. POETRY?? Check check. A slap to Uther's face? Oh how beautifully checked.

It's so easy to recall how Arthur truly loved his father, but in this episode, the turmoil you see in his eyes from the actions of his father and how he resorts to saving the ones he loves (Merlin) over his father, is just too beautiful to be overlooked. Ever since Arthur became king, we see him struggle from his father's legacy. But in this episode, he begins to detach both consciously and subconsciously from him. Whether it's in his decision to save the old sorceress in the beginning, or to shun Uther's ghost, both the literal and the figurative, from his life any longer. This was one of the episodes that captured the true essence of King Arthur.

+1: the innuendos of this episode were 🤌. They knew what they were doing, you can't convince me otherwise. (are you threatening me with a spoon? / I'm teaching him some poetry.. he can't get enough of it! / what was that? h-horseplay. why don't I show you?)

Fic rec: My heart is readily yours by @regulusrules. (absolutely love how after all this introspection, i decided to throw it all away and made uther stab merlin in the fucking heart instead. but still it was my honourable attempt to shit on the finale and give them the happy ending everyone deserved).

3. The Sword in the Stone pt. 2

OKAY. This episode! Aside from how badass Merlin was in both pt.1&2, but here, especially in the part where us audience were impatiently waiting for the revival of the sword in the stone, there could've been nothing more perfect. Just like their adaptation of the round table scene, this was perfect in its own way for how different it was. They didn't make it so that people will finally find a king; they made it so that the people believe in their king. And more than that, for Arthur to believe in himself. With the estrangement and losing his crown, the writers gave him the best way to re-establish his inner glory. And Merlin being this guide; what more perfect culmination to their relationship?

You have to believe, Arthur.

Iconic.

Fic rec: Couldn't choose between Only Friend by @captain-ozone, and Fathom Me Out by @supercalvin. Brilliance ahead in both of them, I tell you.

4. The Eye of the Phoenix

Magic. Gwaine. Quests. Need I say more to explain that this was the show's holy trinity?

Fic rec: From Past to Present by flowersheep. (Prince Merlin. Archer Merlin. Perfection my friends).

5. A Servant of Two Masters

Look look; if there's an honourary wall of opinions for all the people who've watched Merlin, I DARE you to find just one who disliked this episode. Like, the series was so full of BS sometimes, but this episode was above all. The level of brilliance in this episode; showing Dark!Merlin, who's at the same time hilariously funny, and seeing him BAMF his way with Morgana, even when he's chained and tortured.. oh dear holy Lord. His "do me a favour, could you? let Arthur know." was able to steal all breath from my lungs the first time I saw it (and until now).

And don't get me started on the Protective!Arthur we got. Caring for Merlin, screaming for him when the rocks fell between them, silencing Agravaine immediately when he told him he's sorry for losing such a loyal servant because bullshit if he doesn't reign down hell before he loses Merlin. And ofc, Courage and Strength on their way to find Magic, which just filled my heart with an 'aaahhh!' moment, because we didn't get enough Gwaine-Arthur-Merlin shenanigans. And at last, the Hug™. Fucking screamed let me tell you.

It is an episode that truly showed everything; from comic elements to fluff and angst and everything. The only thing it lacked was, as always, giving Arthur the space to know. Because ffs what would they have lost if they made Arthur understand that Merlin's under Morgana's control? It wouldn't have exposed shit. It would've just been a plus to us to see Arthur caring for Merlin even more. They tried so hard that it completely backfired sometimes.

Fic rec: Still I Surface in Morning Light by @queerofthedagger. (I swear to you, anything written by this author, I readily throw whatever in hand to read it).

6. The Dragon's Call

Let thy gif caption speak.

No but really, that first episode was the stuff of legends. I could list down tens of tropes they did in just that episode alone. Honestly, no "family" show I've ever seen had started this powerfully. Just the music alone, the beauty of beginnings, not the CGI, was truly so gripping. Also bonus points for just Colin Morgan's sass abilities. None can compare.

Fic rec: This Time Around... series (incomplete) by Oneiric (lkdaswani). (this is a time travel AU, but the way the writer rewrote this episode was one of the best deviations I've read for an episode I already find near faultless).

7. The Sins of the Father

I might be subjecting myself to true wrath with my upcoming statement, but here we go:

S2 sucked.

From the beginning of the season, Arthur's shift in characterization from the honourable lovable prat of s1 to a letting Merlin act as a horse stool got me going wtf? It was like they deliberately ruined everything in their relationship and started out fresh just to force the Arthurian narrative of Arwen. And it's fine by me, truly, even if I'll never ship them, but they could've developed Arthur's character SO MUCH in that season beyond comic relief and romantic rendezvous.

Anyway so that I don't stray so much from the topic; this episode was, by fair comparison, the best in the entire season. By now it's pretty obvious that I gravitate towards all the episodes that give Arthur a semblance of agency. Him going against Uther and his maniac murderous agenda was the start of actually seeing King Arthur in front of us. Also, him listening to Merlin when he was on the verge of committing patricide was one of the things that gave me hope in how there's still hope in them. Even if they ruined it with making Merlin lie to Arthur, but the writers practically ruined every good episode with this.

+1: Morgause's intro was badass.

Fic rec: The Sins of the Father (and how to right them) by @cupcakezys. (what we deserved. to see arthur with agency, with an ability to decide for his future without being lied and deceived to).

8. Diamond of the Fucking Day

No matter how much I hate this episode, I can't, in good conscience, deny its hold on my heart. As I wrote before, there could've been no better magic reveal than this. And for all of my bitterness over their decision to kill Arthur, I sanely admit how it was a decision that insured the immortality of this fandom. It's been ten years since that episode aired, and I bet my ass off that it will still feel the same even after countless more decades.

Fic rec: literally the entirety of the fandom's fix-it fics. We all started from there, didn't we? Choosing only one would be so undervaluing to all the brilliance I've seen. However, my tags filter for it usually include: fix-it, angst with a happy ending, court sorcerer merlin, shitting on bbc writers 101, canon era, not canon compliant, everybody lives especially king arthur you mfs.

9. The Wicked Day

Throw me from the highest tower there is because every time I remember this scene, I just want to fade into the light. The sheer level of love and understanding shimmering between those two. Sometimes I marvel at the choice of bringing Colin and Bradley together, because no two could have achieved such chemistry, platonic or not, as those two did. This whole episode of showing Arthur's grief, and Merlin's desperation to heal it, was truly unforgettable. I try not to linger on its ending, Arthur denouncing magic for the millionth of time, but other than that it was a gem served to us on a silver platter.

Also seeing Uther finally die was a plus.

Fic rec: As much as I'd love to recommend my own fic for this, but honestly, whenever I get the chance, I will always take it to scream and wail about one of my absolute favourite fics of all time, which really isn't given ANY of the goddamn credit or attention or kudos it deserves. Beauty in the Ashes of Our Lives by Fulgance. I swear to you, you will never read something as beautifully heartbreaking as this. This fic resides in my mind rent-free. Basically any work by Fulgance is amazing, but this fic— oh God, my heart cannot take it sometimes.

10. Arthur's Bane pt. 1

Fuck, that episode was a masterpiece. You know, if it was all in my hands, I would've magic revealed at this particular episode. It was just.. the perfect opportunity. King Arthur in his glory, beginning of the season, enough time for Arthur to fully understand the depth of what Merlin did for him. Also, the range Arthur was given starting from here; God it's what we deserved. I always blame the writers for being inconsistent with his characterization (s2 and all), but they beautifully crafted it in the end, and it was their perfect chance to even explore the whole extent if only they made the magic reveal earlier.

Fic rec: Our broken pieces by @aramblingjay. Okay so this fic rec isn't necessarily linked at all to the episode, but I can't, in good conscience, recommend fics and not include it. Technically context wise it fits s5, for in it you see Arthur in his grandeur as king. This shall be my only exception because it's the only fic that was able to make me cry. Truly, I never shed tears, but in this, my heart stuttered. The fact that it is so unnoticed makes my blood boil because of how much praise it deserves. I can never recommend it enough.

To conclude, BBC Merlin has a powerful hold on everyone because of the fact that they knew how to eternalise it. It is significantly unique in its interpretation of legendary figures. I think I watched nearly all adaptations of King Arthur throughout the years, but even with how great some really are, to me none compare with this sword-swishing, banter-driven, CGI-messing, emotionally-killing 2008 show.

Honorary mentions:

| The Labyrinth of Gedref | Gwaine | Le Morte D'Arthur | Lancelot | The Coming of Arthur | The Moment of Truth | The Hunter's Heart | His Father's Son | The Darkest Hour |

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#merlin #welcome to a long ass critical appreciation for my favourite show in the world #with fic recs because writers deserve longlasting fame too #arthur pendragon #bbc merlin #merlin bbc #ao3 #merthur #merlin x arthur #king arthur #merlin fic #did I say that I love these fics so much already? #merlin fic writers are a godsend #regulusrules metas #regulusrules recs

[memes-saved-me]

Was Billy (accidentally) written as Steve's next love interest - a Meta

This is far from thought out and more thoughts thrown into a post. This is for fun and an over analysis by someone who did 4 years of media studies and has a major bias so don't take it personally

From the moment of Billy's introduction in season 2 he is put in the background of Steve and Nancy's relationship, even from his very first scene where in which he literally pulls Steve's attention from Nancy just after they have a moment in the car. A moment that takes on a completely different tone once you know Nancy is in fact in love with Jonathan not Steve.

It makes sense for Steve to react to Billy's entrance. Half of Billy's plot is Steve but what is more interesting and doesn't really make sense is that the camera then changes focus to Nancy and stays on her even in the next shot with Steve as an after thought in the background. Her reaction isn't the same either. Steve is somewhat curious but Nancy seems more concerned about whoever the car belongs to. Nancy and Billy never have a single conversation. Ever. So why have her reaction to him be so important to his first ever scene?

This could be read as an indication of a threat to their relationship being shown not told just yet. If Billy was a female character who stepped out of the car in the exact same manner it would be fully done to show her (Billy) as a threat to Nancy's relationship with Steve but since Billy is male it is not. Even then I find showing Nancy a very strange choice.

However, it does lead us into the next example of how strange this entire set up is. When Billy finally approaches Steve at the party, Nancy walks away looking hurt? Which does not add up in the slightest. She should be annoyed but instead she walks away to start drinking. Again if Billy was a girl this would be read as her (Billy) trying to not only intimidate Steve but also Nancy. Which this scene implies but makes no sense because Billy doesn't even look at her.

Nancy then starts to drink heavily to mock and get back at Steve for wanting to come to the party in the first place. Something a jealous upset girlfriend would do in any teen movie if another girl had approached her boyfriend, not if a random teenage boy had. This then leads to their big fight when she pretty much dumps him in the bathroom and Steve storms off upset, mirroring this scene from earlier in the episode. Which only reinforces the Nancy being upset not angry aspect.

Billy's entrance to the show leads to their break up. The domino effect of events makes it so. Would Nancy have started drinking if Billy hadn't approached Steve? Maybe, but we don't know anything except what we are shown by the narrative and the narrative has shown us that Billy is the reason she does. A very strange set up considering this is the last interaction they have until season 3 when she tries to shoot him...

The next day we are shown the iconic homoerotic basketball scene and towards the end we see Nancy walk into the room but Steve doesn't notice as he's too distracted by Billy who is at this point is literally waging his tongue at him. They position Steve in-between the two of them just like at the Halloween party as if he needs to make a choice.

Nancy has to call out for him to see her and he then follows her outside to talk. Said talk does not go so well for her and this time it is Steve who dumps her because she doesn't remember what happened the night before. As I mentioned Steve has a choice to make and unlike at Tina's party when he leaves Billy to run after Nancy, he leaves Nancy to go back inside for Billy after being called for by a member of his team. As if he has narratively made his choice as he doesn't chase after Nancy at all for the rest of the season and accepts their relationship is over.

If you take all of this into a count and then imagine Billy as a female character it would be insane to not picture them in a future relationship from a narrative point of view. The common literature tropes and framing of the set up is so clear that if Billy was a girl her and Steve would have been making out half way through the season or even after gym class (I know they are split by gender humour me). With the added somehow unintentional homoerotism of Billy and Steve's dynamic it only adds to the fact that some of the choices made for their relationship/rivalry build up is so strange.

Please add anything I've missed or forgotten because this drives me insane from a writing and media analysis point of view.

#harringrove #meta #analysis

[keefessketchbook]

Episode 5

(Guys im sorry it took me so long, this week was busy)

"BABY DON'T HURT ME NO MORE" "I think i heard this in an orthodontist office" iconic

I love how Hephaestus told his story throughout the ride. It was a great way to show how shitty the gods are, even to their family.

I loved how Percy knew what was going on and talked about how his mom told him these stories so he knew things when he was shoved into the world of a backstabbing, manipulative family.

When Percy got out of the water and the hug!!!!!

I found it so funny when Ares had stopped and all of them were like little ground hogs/ whack a moles, peeking from behind the blocker things

"Thank you for the emotional abuse and cheeseburgers" <3

LOVED how they changed it and grover had to stay behind with ares because a. we got to see how grover is not a scared and shy/timid person, he can be manipulative and conniving b. we got a percabeth moment!!!!

I loved the Thrill ride o' love scene sm

I also loved how Annabeth got distracted at the entrance of Water land and percy was just panicking

I LOVED THE CHAIR SCENE. i saw that in last weeks end clips and i was so exicited

the SEAWEED BRAIN!!!

percy's little "it's okay. i'm okay. i'm okay. i'm okay. i'm-" SOBBING the tears in everyone's eyes

the "well, if neither of us is dead in a few days, we really ought to fix that"

how annabeth didn't even go for the shield, just straight to trying to get percy out

Annabeth's seeing luke's string cut :(

Annabeth's little rant at the end <<<333

Percy absolutely ready to beat ares ass

Peryc telling annabeth to come back for him, and her thinking it about his mama

kinda sad that weren't DECKED out in Waterland merch

NEXT WEEKS EPISODE!!!!!!! I love LMM with all my heart so im stoked to see him and hopefully a clip of Nico and Bianca

#pjo series #percy jackson #leah sava jeffries #pjo #walker scobell #annabeth chase #grover underwood #pjo spoilers #lin manuel miranda

[popculturebuffet]

Top 12 Captain Holt Plots (B99): RIP Andre Braugher

Andre Braugher 1962-2023

So as if this year hadn't piled enough death on me.. yesterday Andre Braugher of Brooklyn 99 fame died. Braugher was a comedic genius, great at drama and it's sad to see him go just as his career was having one hell of a second act.

Figuring out how to honor Andre.. was tough. I didn't have time for a full review of some of his best episodes, a story arc or the normal things i'd do, and a list of just Holt's best moments wouldn't really portray the characters depth. Don't get me wrong there's a LOT of hilarious little holt moments from "Hot damn!" to "Bam had it both ways" but it just didn't do the character justice. Holt was a character funny for his stoicism, his outburst of emotion clashing with that, and his chemistry with just about everyone on cast.

So I found a comprimise, something small I could do before my two bigger reviews this week, but something that still pays full service to what a great character Raymond Holt was... and how much of it was Braugher's amazing comedic timing and great dramatic talent. Ray MIGHT of existed without Captain Holt, but he wouldn't of been such a JOY to watch every time if it weren't for Braugher.

So I picked my 12 faviorite plots starring Captain Holt. Husband, Captain, Robot. Meeep Morp.

12. VINDICATTTTITOOOOOONNNN (Episode: Monster in the Closet)

Look a lot of this subplot making it here is this moment, from the fist pump to just how Braugher plays the word like an instrument, but the plot itself is comedy gold: Rosa Diaz, bisexual icon, is having a rush wedding to absentee boyfriend and human disaster Adrian Pimento, who returned after months in hiding the way anyone having a normal one does: by hiding in a child's closet.

Naturally this wedding didn't end up happening.. but it did bring us one of Holt's best running gags: his love of balloon arches. It's something that makes perfect character sense: he's a perfectionist, he loves art, and it's just weird enough to still be funny while not so weird you can't understand why Holt would be doing this. Holt pettily popping the ballons when crticized and going into a creative tailspin over minor critcisims is just gold and the payoff, him getting his VINDIIIICAAAATTTIOOOONNNNNN is both sweet.. and purespun gold from the highest of heavens.

11. The Disco Strangler Returns (He Said She Said) One of the serious episodes of the series, dealing with Amy and Jake tackling a sexual harassment case and Amy revealing her own assault, was paired with one of the series silliest, funnest b-plots.

This one COULD be here just on the strength of "And you'll here it again" but has way more to offer as Holt chases down his former nemesis the Disco Strangler after he seemingly dies, convinced he's alive while Terry and Boyle are convinced he just can't accept his enemey's death. Turns out their wrong though as the Strangler is alive, worked his groovy voodoo on a way younger woman and has one of the funniest scenes in the show as Holt TRIES to have a big action hero final talk with his nemisis.. only for the man to be largely deaf. It's a gag that shoudln't work but Baugher's commitment to the bit carries it, as does the reality of the strangler being so old and feeble hitting Raymond about his own mortality.

10. The Heists (Various Episodes)

Yeah this one's a bit of a cheat as it was hard to pick just one Heist Plot: After the first two their largely ensemble pieces. But it'd also be criminal to ignore just how SERIOUS Holt takes the annual halloween heists, from training his dog for them, to calling a fake replacement for Cheddar (the goodest of boys) "This bitch?", the Heists brought out the pettiest, hammiest parts of holt and the best of Braugher's comedey from threatning to slit his two protege's "from head to anus and wear them as a jacket", to his flight of the valkyries entrance, Holt was always a delight.

9. Pie (Two Turkey's) The shows final thanksgiving gave us it's best thanksgiving plot, and a nice spotlight on Holt's relationship with his Husband , kevin. Holt's queerness was baked into the character, being why it took him so long to climb the latter and why Kevin takes ab it to warm up to his new coworkers, as most of Ray's past coworkers were racist, homophobic or both. Holt and Kevin were just as weirdly stoic, with Mark Evan Jackson having great chemistry with Braugher.

The couple also just had their own weird things such as getting a special pie every year to get a pie for thanksgiving and finding the hours spent in dead silence on the trip deeply romantic.

Said pie is also what sets off the plot as it goes missing and Holt blames the presicnt and goes into full petty holt mode, one of the best kinds of holt. HOlt isn't the only star here as near constant fuckups and wallpaper Hitchcock and Scully prove useful for once as Holt investigates Rosa, Terry and Boyle. We get great moments from the three too as Boyle calls his own son "a basic bitch" and Rosa reveals an embarassing minons t-shirt as she rebonds with her family post jailtime.

Holt interogating everyone and going full ham would be enough to land it here.. but what elevates it to this slot is the ending: Holt finds out the culprit was Kevin, who hates the pie but would miss the drive. HOlt suggests simply.. taking the drive for fun and Kevin is super horny for that. It's adorable, sweet and a great capper to one of the shows best subplots.

8. Let's Never Talk About Anything (Stakeout)

This is a quick one as it's mostly on the comedy but it's a scenario that's both deeply, deeply funny, and involves one of the shows best duos: Rosa, the stoic bicon herself, and Holt. Both being stoic queer persons, they naturally get along great. And of course it's natural Rosa ends up the one in a very awkward situation through almost no fault of her own: Holt brings his cardboard standee of a human being Nephew named Marcus, whose staying with him for some reason never elaborated upon because Marcus is here for one thing: to date rosa and have one of the best awkward morning afters EVER: He tries to sneak rosa out.. only for Holt and Kevin to naturally both be up, and his using her full name and mild confusion are just.. great. The wrap up, that Rosa and Holt are both FINE not talking about this or anything ever, is great. The followup plot with the two forced into a dinner is fine, but this first interaction and the two being on the same stoic page is gold.

7. Apparently That's a Trigger For Me (The Box)

This is another one that has a strong moment couched in, but really the Box is just a very strong episode, a tense 22 minutes as Jake and Holt team up to try and get a confession out of a local dentist played by sexiest man alive Sterling K Brown, who does great getting under their skin, including with said doctor bit as Docterates are a bit of a trigger for Holt. the episodes fantastic chess match between our faviorite duo and Brown is just fun to watch and it's only this low because Jake gets the big finale. But Holt's oh damns are still vital. As is his over the top reservation cancelation. God bless this man. I miss you andre.

6. They never actually said No (Full Boyle)

Like, really, ALL of these there's a classic gag couched in here as Holt explains how he formed his black gay and lesbian police orginzation: he pitched it to his fellow entirely white and certainly straight cops who laughed their asses off.. then went ahead and got the funds since they were too busy being jackassses to say no. Dark, hilarious, and perfectly showing just how much shit holt's been through trying to get here.

And that background helps shape this plot which while not laugh FREE is mostly anchored on the good Captain's character journey: when a younger officer plans to challenge holt for predsency, Holt, as you'd expect digs in and refuses. He's not at full ham yet, but he's still fully willing to fight tooth and nail for this, that after all he had to go just to make this group, brian wouldn't understand

It's Gina of all characters who points out that's why he made the group. So younger officers wouldn't have to go through that. Brian has new ideas to genuinely improve and open up the doors for more queer black officers, and Holt recognizes that and steps aside.. though if he screws up he will impeach him. He's happy for him but he will impeach him.

5. I've Glanced At His Work Satchel (The Honeypot)

This episode's a-plot is just one long hilaroius bit of holt deadpanning as he gets a new assitant to replace Gina.. only to find the guy flirting with him. Having his tie slightly ajar and inviting him to a barrel museum counts as flirting in Holt's book. Turns out Gordon is a spy for our heroes latest nemisiss, corrupt comissioner kelly, and this brings this plot to ahead as finding out, and getting evidence hw as actively spying on them finally gets rid of the old bastard. It's a nice payoff.. but it's really here because Holt declaring a barrel museum an erotically charged atmosphere is classic deadpan holt. If you want premium deadpan holt, this is your episode.

4. Terry Come Here and Dangle Me Off the Edge of this Building (Bad Beat)

This episode is one of my faviorites, having both a lot of rich character stuff for holt.. and a lot of funny deadpan for holt.

This ep reawakens something that's mostly come up previously as a joke: holt had a serious gambling addiction in his past and when Jake and Terry come to him for help with a poker case, Holt's forced to join in as the two have obvious tells.

Holt's relapse is a nice mix of hilaroius and deeply troubling: he's betting on childrenj's gymnastics (No jayla don't drop the baton!) runs up to the roof when the pagent's cut off and as seen above wants Terry to dangle him over a roof.. Braugher does a hell of a job threading a very narrow needle here: Hotl's antics are funny, but still jarring enough to be worrying.. .and the laughter stop when Jake pulls the one card he has... he'll tell kevin, an idea alone that DEVISTATES holt as he can't put kevin through that again.

Unfortunately it's not THAT easy as Holt goes rogue.. then nearly gets captured, having to use improper grammar and admitting he needs help. Ther'es no easy answers here and while granted Holt's addiction never comes up again.. it's a sign addiction dosen't go away easily and everyone needs help.

3. The System (Moo Moo) Props to Brooklyn 99 as depsite being a cop show, it pointed out many a problem in the NYPD and police in general long before George Floyd made it too loud to ignore for us white dumbasses.

This episode is the main showcase of that: while the show had plenty of corrupt cops for our heroes to foil, Moo Moo shows the system ITSELF is broken and ther'es no easy answer to fix it.

The setup is simple, heartbreakingly common, and painful: Terry goes out at night in his nice neighborhood looking for one of his daughters "moo moo", her faviorite toy.. only to get accosted by a police officer, with only the fact he IS an officer making this end well.

Terry does try to handle this peacefully, inviting the guy to lunch, and trying to explain why racial profiling him like that was fucking awful. The officer dosen't listen, only thinks he was wrong because Terry is also a cop, and is generally a dick.

This leaves terry, who has a promotion on the table, with a fairly simple path: report the son of a bitch. Except .. HOlt dosne't send it in. Holt wants Terry to stay quiet, so Terry can get promoted. it's one of the oldest fights in a broken system: Should you make noise and take care of something horrible immdeitly, or stay quite and let harm go on so you can do more good later. The latter is clearly Holt's go to not out of corruption but out of survival: as a black gay cop, he had no real allies for the longest time, and thus had to simply keep his nose to the ground and work his way up to where he had real power. Terry on the other hand, argues, rightly that he dosen't want another man like him to go through this, one without a badger and that his career... simply isn't worth more innocnet black men being arrested falsely. There isn't an easy resolution with both acknowlding each others point: Holt supports terry and gets the guy fired, but Terry is passed over impliclty as a result and admits he could've impacted more change. Terry still did the right thing.. but it wasn't the easy thing. Police.. .simply aren't set up to properly police themselves and change is needed and it was noble of b99 to point that out without going over the top with it.

2. BOONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE (The Skyfire Cycle)

Okay look while this plot is good on it's own (I"m teaching father the math!) it's up this high ENTIRELY due to the Bone Scene. You've seen it, i've seeen it, it's the reason this plot goes from "pretty good" with Rosa seeing through holt's math problem to his marital issues and need to get laid, and Amy trying hard to impress her dads and acting lik ea grossed out child anytime holt's sex life comes up. This bit belongs to braugher.. but you NEED Beatriz and Fumero to set it up so perfectly and react so great to it.

Rosa being rosa just comes out and says "You just need to bone" and holt LOOOSES IT.

Every line from that moment is pure poetry from Braugher's mouth, from his squeaky "what'dyousay" to his shakesperean "hooooowww dare you detective diaz I AM YOUR SUPERIOR OFFICER." and of course his glorious shouts of BONE and BONNNNENEEEEE while he VIBRATES ON HIS DOORFRAME. His quick yups in the resolution are the cheery on top of the greatest comedy sundae ever conducted by man. Sports. This subplot hinges on one joke.. but when it's the series best joke, it's REALLY hard to argue. It's only not #1.. because our #1 is CRAMMED with jokes near this level.

Ding Dong The Wuntch Is Dead (Ding Dong)

Ding Dong is one of my faviorite episodes of B99. Even it's subplot's grown on me with Terry bending a quarter in mid air and the strawberry basket. But let's face it while the subplot is.. kay, it's the main event that makes it a classic and when I do the inevetible top 12 list, possibly for feburary, this episode is almost guarnateed a spot for damn good reason.

If your wondering why I haven't brought up Holt's legendary rivarly with Madeline Wuntch it's because while their all fucking gold, their teid into larger plots. And while this one kinda is, with Wuntch's death wrapping up Holt's time as a patrol officer, it's really just there to sned the character off and give us one of the funniest episodes in human history.

Everything about Holt's petty rivarly with Wuntch that makes it one of the best thigns in the show is on display here and the shock I had to the opening of ding dong was palpable: Holt's making his usual jabs, calling her a korean tolilet ghost (and having gone to korea just to find new monsters to call her).. before Terry, trying and failing to head this off drops the bomb: Wuntch is dead. Naturally Holt dosen't buy it, assuming we'd hear the children singing (all the childrne everywhere), and having to see her body for himself. Given their rivarly and what an elaborate scheme Wuntch left FOR her funeral, it's not hard to see why.

What follows is the very best of petty holt from the glory that is BAGEL, BAGEL, to his assumption ET is a monster because "he caused quite a comotion), Baugher is at his PEAK this episode comedically, handeling his Rival's death with joy and too many lines to count, with Amy's horror and Rosa's unabashed joy at his pettiness being perfect bounce off points.

Add in comedy legend Micheal Mcdonald as Wuntch's nephew playing her rival, a fake funeral and an attempted funmeral full of balloon arches and bright pastels and you have one of the greatest peices of televesion comedy ever. Rest in peace Andre.... your dearly missed.

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Hey love! How about a Haylijah one shot based if the time they slept together in the show. Like season 2 episode 9

Wishes

18+ ---- {Masterlist} {Tag-List}

A smutty extended version of haylijah's first time together.

♡♡ Thanks for the request lovely anon! This scene iconic and all I did was fill in the blanks ♡♡

3.1k words - Warnings: soo angsty, smut, fluff, oral sex, more angst...

Hayley walked into the living room to see Elijah sitting by the fireplace. The soft glow of the fire lit up the room as she looked at him. He seemed lost in thought and she hesitated to approach him, unsure of her welcome.

"She's asleep," Hayley said softly, standing awkwardly at the entrance of the room.

Elijah looked up at her, giving her a small smile. The way he looked at her always made her breath catch in her throat. It was like the intensity of his gaze could strip her soul bare and it both excited and terrified her.

She was so nervous and torn, she knew she had to tell him about the betrothal. She didn't want him to hear it from anyone else, especially Klaus.

Hayley had tried to tell him earlier, but she couldn't get the words out. It felt too final, like she was breaking them.

She was afraid to lose him. She didn't have much experience with love, or relationships for that matter. No one made her feel safe the way he did. She never wanted to let him go.

"It's so quiet, with Klaus and Rebekah gone," she was babbling now, trying to delay the inevitable. "So, we didn't get to say our wishes. Can I tell you mine?"

Elijah looked at her, a bit confused by her nervousness. She was usually so guarded with her emotions. He nodded, encouraging her to continue.

"It's a hope, actually... that you'll understand what I have to tell you." Her voice shook slightly, and her hands were trembling.

"And what is it?" He asked, his voice gentle and kind.

"My wolves. I think I figured out a way to release them from the witches." She began, her hands twisting together.

Elijah stood, his expression curious. She didn't want to hurt him, she wished she could avoid it.

"They could control their turning without the rings, and bring peace to our home so that Hope could return to us. But, there's a catch... I have to marry Jackson."

The look on his face made her stomach drop, and she wished she could take the words back. She could see the pain in his eyes, the sadness and disappointment. He quickly hid it all away, his noble heart not wanting her to see his heartbreak.

She had to get him to understand, to explain that it wasn't something she wanted. She didn't want Jackson, she didn't want anyone else but him.

In another time, another place, she would want to be his, only his.

"It's a, um, mystical ceremony, and- and an Alpha bonding ritual...?"

His silence made her want to scream. He was so calm, but she could tell it was a front. He looked away, staring into the fireplace. 

"Elijah... I know that you and I haven't been close recently, but... you have to know that this isn't about him. I don't love Jackson, but..." She watched him nod to himself, a storm brewing behind his dark eyes. "At the same time, I couldn't marry him and still be involved with you."

She had been worrying all day about what his reaction would be, she thought maybe he would get angry, perhaps a bit jealous. But, not like this. Not the cold indifference. The silence. It felt like he was miles away.

"I don't know, I should just-," she turned to walk away, unable to see him in such pain because of her.

She felt his hand on her arm and he spun her around, pressing his hand into the small of her back and pulling her body flush against his. He crashed his lips down onto hers, and she kissed him back, pouring everything she felt for him into that one kiss.

He broke the kiss, fire and pain dancing in his eyes.

"Marry him," he whispered, his dark gaze roaming over her face, as though he was trying to etch this moment in his mind forever. As though he knew it was the last time he would taste her lips.

"What?" She gasped, shocked by his words. She thought his kiss meant he would fight for her.

He gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, his hand cupping her cheek. There was so much love in his eyes, so much sadness and loss. It hurt her heart just to look at him.

"Listen to me--," he began, cradling her face in his hands, "The only way that this city will be safe for Hope's return is if you have unified your people, and I have unified my own. Now, Davina will eventually lead her witches, and whatever that girl may be, she is no enemy to your child. Do what you need to bring your daughter home."

He backed away from her, she had never seen such longing in his eyes.

"This is my wish for you." He said softly.

Here he was, her sweet Elijah, encouraging her to do what was best for Hope, for her pack, but not what was best for him. She thought back to the last time they kissed and what she had said to him: 'Come on, Elijah. For once in your immortal life, can you just not be so noble?'

He was always putting everyone else first. He would sacrifice his own happiness for her. It was why she loved him, and why she couldn't have him. She reached out and touched his face, her fingers lingering against his soft skin. Their eyes met, a million unspoken words hanging in the air.

Everything in him was screaming to hold her, to keep her from leaving, to beg her not to marry Jackson. But, he had made a promise to her, to his family, to keep her safe. He wouldn't let his selfish desires ruin the plan to bring his niece home. He had to let her go.

But maybe, he would allow himself one last moment of weakness. To be selfish just for tonight.

His lips met hers, rough and demanding, and she kissed him back, with an equal passion. They moved across the room, crashing into the walls and knocking books from shelves. His hands were in her hair, and she ripped his tie from his neck.

Here he was, her Elijah, holding her like it would be the last time. Because it was the last time. She could feel it in her bones. She knew this was their goodbye. She tried to put everything she was feeling into her kisses, tried to let him know how much he meant to her.

Elijah finally had his beautiful wolf right where he wanted her. He tried not to think about how this was the last time he would ever hold her. The last time he would feel her soft lips against his.

He carried her to the nearby coffee table, his hands tugging at her clothes.

"Elijah," she sighed, as his mouth moved along her neck. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her hips rocking against him. She could feel him, hard and hot between her thighs.

The way his name fell from her lips sent a shock of heat through his body. He needed to be closer to her. He needed more. He would always need more.

Her hands gripped the exposed skin of his chest, he was warm and firm, his muscles flexing under her touch. She wanted him so badly, she wanted to forget the world and just have him. 

For the first time, for the last time.

She tore his shirt open, sending buttons flying across the room. He grinned against her skin, kissing down her chest, tugging at her bra.

His lips moved down her body, along her stomach and lower. His hands pulled her panties down her thighs and she propped herself up on her elbows, watching him kiss the soft delicate skin there.

She couldn't look away from him. The sight of him, the only man she had ever loved, between her legs. His eyes met her, his body illuminated by the fire behind him.

His hands grabbed her hips, pulling her towards his mouth. She moaned, falling back onto the table as his tongue teased her. He knew just what she needed, just where to touch her to send waves of pleasure through her body.

He was a skilled lover, attentive and considerate, like she knew he would be. But it was more than that, it was like he was making love to her with his mouth. She could feel it in the way his lips moved against her, his tongue swirling and stroking, his hands holding her tight enough to leave bruises.

He let out a soft hum, a vibration that ran through her body. She had never felt this good. No one had ever touched her the way he did. It was like they were made for each other.

Her fingers tangled in his dark hair, her hips rocking against his mouth. She was chasing that glorious high, and she could feel herself getting closer and closer.

She was a writhing, moaning mess, and he couldn't get enough of it. He loved watching her fall apart. Of all the women he had loved, all the women he had made love to, no one could compare to his beautiful wolf.

She could feel the tension building, a warmth growing deep in her belly, a pleasure that was about to boil over.

"Don't stop," she begged, and he didn't.

Her back arched, her muscles tensing, and she let out a soft gasp as the release hit her, wave after wave of intense pleasure. He licked her slowly, prolonging the ecstasy until she was spent and limp on the table.

He kissed his way back up, her small frame trembling slightly from her climax. He had never seen anything more beautiful. He could feel her heart pounding, her blood rushing through her veins. She was intoxicating.

"I need you," she breathed, and he crushed his lips to hers, their bodies pressing against each other.

He didn't say a word, just picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, setting her down on the soft bed.

They quickly shed the rest of their clothing and she pulled him down on top of her, kissing him passionately. He tasted like whiskey and something uniquely him. Something she couldn't get enough of.

Elijah didn't want this night to end, he was one of the most powerful creatures in the world, yet he was powerless against time. It would continue, whether he wanted it to or not.

Hayley pushed him onto his back, straddling him. She kissed his jaw, his neck, down his chest. She had never felt more alive. Her nails raked along his chest, making him hiss. She loved the way he reacted to her, the way his muscles rippled under her touch.

She lowered herself onto him, letting out a soft moan. Her eyes met his, his hands resting on her hips. They fit together perfectly, like they were made for each other. It was almost overwhelming, the sensation of having him inside her.

"Hayley," he murmured, and it sounded like a prayer.

She began to move, her hips rocking back and forth, her hands on his chest. She had never experienced anything like this before. It was like they were one. She could feel every inch of him, her body responding to his.

He wanted to tell her how much he loved her, that no one else had ever held his heart the way she did. That no one ever would. But, he knew it would just make this harder.

So instead, he held her, and let her have this moment. He would give her everything he had, and then let her go.

She quickened her pace, his hands gripping her hips tightly. She was beautiful, the way her head fell back, her soft moans filling the air.

He watched her, taking in every detail. The way her lips parted, the way her body moved, the way her breath hitched.

Her eyes met his and it was like time stopped. She could feel the tension coiling low in her belly, the pressure building.

She could see the emotions playing across his face. He looked like a man in pain. She had never seen anyone look at her like that, like she was the only thing that mattered in the world.

She wondered what her life would be like if he was the father of her child. In his eyes she saw that perfect cookie cutter life, the one she always longed for. She imagined a world where he was her husband, where he would watch their child grow. She didn't want to be an Alpha. She didn't want the responsibilities. She didn't want to marry Jackson.

All she wanted was to be his.

She leaned forward, her breasts pressing against his chest. His arms wrapped around her, holding her close.

They moved together, a slow, steady rhythm, making it last, fitting together perfectly, their hearts beating as one.

He rolled them over, settling between her thighs, his hands cradling her face. His dark gaze was so intense, so full of emotion.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, and it was like her heart was breaking. She wished this was real, that they had met under different circumstances, in a different life.

He was close, and so was she. The pleasure was building, and she didn't want it to end. She wanted to stay here forever, in his arms, with him.

"Please," she whispered, her nails digging into his shoulders. "Please, Elijah."

He kissed her deeply, their tongues intertwining, as their bodies moved together, breaking apart and coming back together.

She could feel him, his body responding to hers, his heart beating in time with hers. They both were teetering on the edge, and she needed him to take her over.

She pulled her mouth from his, looking deep into his eyes.

"Make me yours," she whispered, and that was all it took.

He kissed her neck then sank his fangs into her flesh, the bite sending her over the edge.

It was the most intense orgasm of her life. Her body shuddered, and she cried out his name. It was like her soul had been split open, her emotions raw and exposed.

His release followed soon after, his body trembling as he spilled himself inside her. It was almost overwhelming, the intensity of it. Nothing compared.

They lay there, their bodies still connected, neither wanting to move, to break the spell.

He pressed his forehead against hers, breathing her in, his hands cradling her face. Her skin was flushed, her eyes shining.

He kissed her again and again and again, slow and gentle, savoring the moment.

"Elijah, I--" She began, not sure what she was going to say. She wanted to tell him how she felt, but it would only make it all so much more difficult.

He silenced her with a kiss, his hand tangling in her hair.

"I know," he said softly, and she knew that he did.

They held each other, her head on his chest, his fingers running through her hair. The moment was perfect, and she wished it would never end.

The soft cries of Hope interrupted their blissful reverie. They shared a smile, and Hayley moved to get out of bed and check on her.

"Let me," he said, getting dressed quickly.

She watched him as he left the room, admiring the way his shirt stretched across his broad shoulders.

She listened as he took care of her daughter, a warm feeling spreading through her chest. She would have to leave him in the morning, but right now, in this moment, she was happy.

Hope's cries turned into laughter, and she heard Elijah singing softly. She couldn't understand the words, but the melody was soothing. It sounded like an old lullaby.

She wondered if this was what it would have been like if they had met under different circumstances. She could imagine them raising their children together, a family. It was a dream that would never come true.

When Elijah returned she was pretending to sleep, she didn't want him to see her tears. He climbed into bed beside her, and wrapped his arms around her, holding her close.

He didn't want her to marry Jackson, but he had made her a promise, to keep her safe. His vows mattered more than his feelings, his happiness.

He kissed her hair, mouthing, 'I love you', a promise he made to the stars.

They fell asleep like that, wrapped in each other's arms, and if he had his way, they would wake up the same way everyday, from this day until the end of time.

But, fate is not kind, and love is not for the selfish.

Hayley woke up alone, the faint scent of Elijah still lingering on the sheets. It was a bittersweet reminder of what she had given up.

She could smell coffee and bacon, he was downstairs cooking breakfast. Elijah was a hopeless romantic, even at the worst of times.

She smiled sadly, tracing the curve of his pillow, imagining his face. He had held her all night, his arms wrapped around her, keeping her safe. She could feel his loss in her bones, the empty space inside her, the space where he had been.

Hope cooed and giggled from her crib, reaching up her tiny hands to her mother. Hayley scooped her up and carried her downstairs, inhaling the scent of home-cooked food.

Elijah was humming a tune, dressed impeccably, as usual. He looked like nothing had changed, like they didn't have a lifetime of longing and heartache between them.

She admired him, his broad shoulders, his strong jaw. The way his biceps flexed as he whisked the eggs. He looked good, his dark hair neatly styled, his clothes crisp and clean.

She leaned in close to him, grabbing some fruit from the counter and their eyes met.

For a moment, it was like the world had stopped. There was only the two of them, and the love that burned between them.

Elijah wanted to kiss her, just one last time, but he knew that if he did, he would never be able to let her go.

Hayley felt her heart skip a beat, her cheeks flushing. She could see it in his eyes, the love and the pain. He leaned in and kissed Hope on the head instead, the infant smiling happily.

They didn't have to say anything, their feelings were clear. They both wanted more, but they knew that it wasn't possible. They had to be ripped apart by duty.

Perhaps if they knew the future that awaited them, it would be a different story, a different outcome.

But, as they say, time is the enemy, and love is never enough.

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[carothehotmess]

GENERAL THOUGHTS AFTER HOTD EPISODE 5

Rip Rhea Royce I just know that you were not hetero and tbh you showed up, insulted daemon’s virility, and immediately died and that was a pretty iconic character arc if you ask me

Laenor and Rhaenyra agreeing to have an open relationship and becoming friends and allies! We love to see it!

Joffrey talking about seeing the tournaments when Rhaenyra becomes Queen… oh my sweet summer child you shall never see them for so many reasons

But also I love that we got a little of his and Laenor’s relationship before his death

Ser Criston- bro?!?! Did you really think she was going to marry you?! What drug is this man on and where can I get some

Allicent sweetheart wtf was that skirting around the question? Just ask if Rhaenyra fucks!

But also I was very confused like did she understand that Criston and not Daemon slept with Rhaenyra? Because if so, why was she so pissed?? Like either its just a miscommunication situation, which is so dumb, or she understood that Rhaenyra didn’t lie to her so like… is she just jealous that Rhae slept with anyone?! So many questions.

The entrances. Good GOD they all slayed. The Velaryons win for having a whole ass routine and theme going on, Daemon wins for never listening to his weak ass brother and just showing up to cause chaos, and Alicent wins for badass moment and prettiest dress (well tied with Laena) because I just love that color green okay??

Rhaenyra and Laenor would definitely come across like they are a little in love to anyone who doesn’t realize because their shared excitement over their agreement and future plans was so cute. Like they seemed genuinely excited to be partners in secrets.

The dancing was SO FUN and Harwin just very subtly being the one dancing with Rhaenyra the most was great. She always seemed to be smiling or laughing in the brief scenes of them dancing together, and I’m just so glad she has him!!

The set up for Daemon and Laena was also great! Him clearly still prioritizing Rhaenyra but also noticing and being very much interested in Laena is fantastic development imo

THAT GRIP THOUGH. Like my Queen really taunted him and basically begged him to whisk her away and marry her and the way he gripped her face did not need to be so hot. I said it and I meant it.

HARWIN STRONG I LOVE YOU ugh him literally fighting his way over to Rhaenyra then throwing her over her shoulder like it was nothing was just chefs kiss

Rip Joffrey, you deserved to get to live your dreams of being in tournaments and fucking the king consort. Gone too soon

Fuck Ser Criston Cole. I do like that they made it about his “honor” or whatever as well, but it really mostly gave off the vibes of him throwing a temper tantrum just because he didn’t get what he wanted

I did love that Laena was also fighting to get to Laenor. Their bond is great and I hope we get to see them and Rhaenyra and Daemon grow closer!

Poor Laenor. The gays did not do well this episode methinks

Viserys bro why are you even still alive at this point

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[radiosummons]

There is no doubt in my mind that I am most definitely not the first person to bring this up, but after doing a quick rewatch of Hunt for Ziro (TCW, S3 EP9) I can't help but feel ... just kinda disappointed.

Granted, when I first saw this episode I had no idea who Quinlan was or what his relationship to Obi-Wan was other than he was a fellow Jedi Master who Obi-Wan considered a "bit much" (which is extremely rich coming from Obi-Wan, cause HELLO!!!).

But now knowing what I do know about Quinlan, my god, I can't help but sorta feel like they did him just the tiniest bit dirty. The episode by no means takes away my enjoyment of the character or the show, but I wish they had given him more.

I will say that there are a LOT of things I do love about this episode. For starters, the little exchange between Obi-Wan and Cody at the start of the episode is absolute gold to me. Considering that only does Obi-Wan not waste the opportunity to complain about his childhood friend, but that even Cody is already aware of Quinlan's reputation is a great way to introduce the audience to what kind of person this new Jedi is.

(My little headcanon is that Cody knows about Quinlan due to Obi-Wan going on several mini rants from his General about his "troublesome" Jedi friend, but I'd also just accept the idea that Quinlan is just that fucking infamous in the GAR lol).

It's barely even been a full minute and we already know several things about Quinlan. 1) He has a reputation for being "extra," or at the very least according to Obi-Wan's standards (which, again, fucking WILD), 2) The fact that he's late for a mission and Obi-Wan isn't the least bit surprised tells us this is pretty much the norm for him, and 3) Even the clones are aware of who Quinlan is and what kind of Jedi he is.

The scene then continues with Quinlan finally showing up for his joint mission with Obi-Wan. But because Quinlan is Quinlan, instead of just waiting for the gunship to land, the motherfucker takes the opportunity to dramatically leap and land onto the platform.

Just ... absolute perfection with this character already.

Also, the fact that he follows up said dramatic entrance by taking the time to greet Cody just automatically wins him more points in my book. I love that the TCW writers made a point to show that Quinlan despite being an "odd Jedi," also sees the clones as people. His very friendly and nonchalant way of greeting Cody could also imply--although I'm not sure this is accurate or not--that he's either 1) Already met Cody or 2) Knows about Cody (possibly through Obi-Wan) and possibly already considers him a friend, if not someone he could become friends with.

I don't even mind The Big Lebowski reference inserted into Quinlan's introduction when he nonchalantly brushes off Obi-Wan's obvious annoyance at being made to wait.

Honestly, it's kind of iconic to see someone rebuff Obi-Wan's charm with a simple "Well ... that's just your opinion, man." And knowing what I do know now about them both growing up together, it is absolutely hilarious to see Obi-Wan just silently take that response. Because he knows Quinlan, and he knows his sense of humor. So instead of trying to come up with something witty back as he usually would do with anyone else, Obi-Wan just has to quietly glare at him and refuse to rise to the bait.

The transition from Quinlan's nonchalantless to business and then back again is also fun to watch. Even while Obi-Wan is trying to direct the conversation to solely focus on their mission's purpose, Quinlan is helpfully and not so helpfully sharing what extra bit of intel he has. It's very clear that he's comfortable with Obi-Wan, in that he can slip in a bit of playfulness into what is a very serious conversation but also still keep focus. It's also fun to see Obi-Wan sort of at ease with Quinlan's way of communicating, considering he's had years of living and working alongside Quinlan.

It doesn't stop him from being exasperated at his friend's antics, though. Which is charming in itself to see. Especially when Quinlan offers Obi-Wan to be his copilot, and Obi-Wan easily resigns himself to his fate.

Anyway, I do love that the majority of the episode is an omage to Indiana Jones movies (namely, Temple of Doom), but also to gangster and crime thriller films. Which was absolutely a perfect choice for Quinlan considering that his experiences as a Shadow involved a great deal of missions infiltrating criminal undergrounds and the like.

And the grey morality that is often presence in those types of films is a great compliment to Quinlan, as he while he's still a Jedi, he doesn't hold as strictly to the etiquette and more "refined" tactics of his fellow Jedi. It's also just a nice reference to his own struggles with the Dark Side. And pairing him up with Obi-Wan--his close friend and the one responsible for helping him return to the Light--is just the perfect sort of complimentary team format that is to be expected with those films.

Also this moment:

**A totally not accurate, but very accurate summary of events**

Quinlan: KRIFF THIS DOOR!!!

Obi-Wan: Quin, you can't just barge into people's houses-

Quinlan: Sure I can. I just did.

Fucking iconic.

(As a quick side note, I do love that they took a moment to show off Quinlan's psychometry abilities. Just A+ work right there).

I do also understand that the budget was very limited for TCW (considering that they held off until S3 to debut Quinlan due to the costs of creating yet another character model) and I am very grateful that they were able to give him his own episode. But I can't help wishing we had a little more.

Especially towards the end of the episode. Quinlan just sort of goes completely mute. It is fantastic to see him fight Cad Bane (considering bounty hunters with Cad Bane's skills would be right up Quinlan's alley) and watching him investigate alongside Obi-Wan is also a lot of fun to watch. But it is odd for their banter to just sort of peter off to the point that Obi-Wan is pretty much the only person speaking for the majority of the episode's run time.

The moment where Obi-Wan and Quinlan are hanging from the cliff really sticks out to me the most in this episode. When Obi-Wan says to him "I never did enjoy hanging out with you"--while very funny and a nice reference to their friendship--I can't help but being the tiniest bit disappointed that Quinlan doesn't respond with more than a small smug smile. Granted, the fact he just smiles is funny. But Idk. I'm aware I'm just nitpicking at this point, but I would have loved to hear any sort of verbal response from Quinlan to that, no matter how minor.

I don't know if the budget was extra limited due to Quinlan's new character model being added to the episode, if Quinlan's voice actor just wasn't available to read anymore lines, what production problems may have arisen while creating the episode, or if the script simply just didn't have any other speaking lines for Quinlan. But, uh, yeah. I would have loved just a little something more from him.

Because prior to me finding out more about Quinlan over the years, my initial impression was that Quinlan and Obi-Wan were more colleagues than actual childhood friends. And not just childhood friends, but friends who had a very complicated but overall very sweet friendship despite the hardships they shared.

And I just think that's sort of a shame.

Yes, his character model does appear again in a later TCW episode (Destiny, S6, EP12), but only as a character model/easter egg. And while it did touch me that the Kenobi Show confirmed that Quinlan had survived Order 66 (yes, I did cry when that reveal happened, shut up), I still would find myself wishing we had more on screen Quinlan Vos content.

Just because Quinlan really is an amazing character and I absolutely adore his relationship with Obi-Wan and his padawan, Aayla Secura. He's genuinely a fascinating character to read about in the comics and even more so for the fact that his struggles with the Dark Side did not prevent him from continuing to be a good person.

I think what I just want more than anything is for more people to be exposed to how great Quinlan is. I'm not expecting a Quinlan centric show to up anytime in the future and I don't expect people to go out of their way to read the comics and books about yet another SW character. I just wish more people knew what a fantastic character he is. Especially his wonderful relationships with Obi-Wan and Aayla.

Tldr: I just want people to know how great Quinlan is. Also, give me baby Quinlan and Obi-Wan being the absolute chaos gremlins they are!!! Also, just more Quinlan content in general. I would love that :3

#star wars meta #quinlan vos #quinlan #tcw #the clone wars #hunt for ziro #obi wan kenobi #tcw obi wan #aayla secura #this is a longer post than my usual #but i just think he's neat #and i want more people to know #that quinlan is neat too #edited this post to include the keep reading option #just so people wouldn't have to scroll through #this admittedly quite long post #tumblr is eating my formatting #idk i'll figure it out later

[vintagetvstars]

Betty White Vs. Jonelle Allen

Propaganda

Betty White - (The Mary Tyler Moore Show, The Golden Girls, Life With Elizabeth) - I mean - does she really need an introduction? It's Betty White, people! The First Lady Of Television! What *hasn't* she done? She had an incredible career (in fact, she earned the Guinness World Record for the longest TV career by a female entertainer *twice*!) with an infinite list of successes - she won seven Emmys, three SAG awards, and even a Grammy. I personally know her best for her spectacular portrayal of Rose Nylund in The Golden Girls, but she's played so many great characters in her long career. A lesser known but marvelously charming role is that of the titular character in Life With Elizabeth, a 1950s sitcom which she also co-produced at the age of *28*! She was also a great advocate for a number of causes - animal welfare, gay rights (she used to accompany her friend Liberace to events to help him avoid being outed as gay), and racial equality: she famously hired Arthur Duncan, a Black tap dancer, on one of her shows, and when threatened with going off-air if he wasn't fired, she just declared "He stays, live with it." She's the whole package - amazing actress (and comedienne and producer!), kind and hilarious, and of course - beautiful! Just look at her - that smile! Those eyes! That charm!! Watch her in action if you can (they're too long to link here, but entire episodes of Life With Elizabeth are on youtube!), but honestly - her pictures alone are enough to make me swoon!

Jonelle Allen - (Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman) - Jonelle Allen plays a side character on Dr Quinn, the cook Grace, but she is more than capable of stealing scenes. Her dark, wide-spaced eyes are entrancing, and in her acting she makes great use of her elegant, expressive hands. Jonelle Allen began acting at four and distinguished herself on the stage, including Broadway, and is still acting (and now directing).

Master Poll List of the Hot Vintage TV Ladies Bracket

Additional propaganda below the cut

Betty White:

Have you seen her?? Look me in the eyes and tell me that Betty White's smile doesn't have the power to turn anyone's heart to mush. She looks adorable one moment, and can come up with the most out of pocket lines the next (all while still looking innocent about it). People know her best as Rose Nylund in The Golden Girls, of course, where she played the show's most naive character. But reportedly, Betty was actually the cleverest person on set. She didn't even have to learn her lines; reading the script once was enough for her, and she'd be able to remember any additional changes throughout the week without a problem. Which is pretty amazing if you ask me! Anyway, Betty is an icon. Her television career spanned seven (7!!!) decades, covering basically the entire tournament's time period (and then some!). She *almost* turned 100 and her outliving other celebrities was a Tumblr meme for ages. She had her own talkshow in the 1950s, for which she hired a female director, and had an African-American tap dancer (Arthur Duncan) as a regular cast member. When faced with criticism for the latter and the threat of being boycotted, Betty responded with "I'm sorry. Live with it" and gave Duncan *more* airtime. She was also the first woman to ever produce a sitcom (Life with Elizabeth) in which she played the lead, and looked absolutely stunning doing it. All in all: Betty was a badass, had a heart of gold, and she's absolutely stunning!

I think I might cry at how pretty she is honestly

that SMILE!!!

she's even pretty when she's not smiling... ahh...

some soft butch realness

she is marvelously bitchy as Sue Ann Nivens. please for the love of god watch these videos

Betty White / Sue Ann Moment #1: Coffee Experts Agree

Betty White / Sue Ann Moment #3: Massive Mudslides Wreak Havoc

Betty White / Sue Ann Moment #5: Have a Sexy Birthday

Jonelle Allen:

#vintage tv stars poll #tv ladies 2 #betty white #jonelle allen #Youtube

[beevean]

"NFCV's portrayal of Dracula is a masterpiece, it finally gave depth to the character! His sorrow is sympathetic, he's not just an evil guy for evil guy's sake! He's deep, nuanced!"

Is he? Is he, though?

The more I think about Dracula (the games one obv), the more it angers me how the show treated him. In its best seasons, to boot.

Because yes, they certainly put a lot of focus on his grief, and took care to humanize him. And that's the issue.

The idea, on paper, is wonderful. Dracula is a monster moved by human emotions. He's a danger to the entirety of mankind, God's direct enemy, but at his core, he's a man bereft for the loss of his wives.

The very first episode nailed it! He makes an utterly terrifying entrance in Targoviste, as a pillar of fire threatening the people to move out in a year lest they face his wrath. They don't believe him. He keeps his word. He does not hold back.

And he caps it off with this chilling, yet tragic speech:

Kill everything you see. Kill them all. And once Targoviste has been made into a graveyard for my love, go forth into the country. Go now. Go to all the cities of Wallachia: Arges! Severin! Gresit! Chilia! Enisara! Go now and kill. Kill for my love! Kill for the only true love I ever knew. Kill for the endless lifetime of hate before me.

This is Dracula. This is the Devil himself who is absolutely destroyed by the loss of his love, knows that he will never be able to move on, and by all the forces of Hell, he will make everyone feel his misery.

Season 2, by all means, should have capitalized on this. Imagine the great contrast it would be: one scene shows Dracula, in his firey form, sending his forces, the Night Creatures that he forced Hector and Isaac to make all night, to raze an entire village to ashes... and the next, he retreats to his quarters to slump in his chair, speaking in a soft and broken voice, and suddenly, he is a man again. It would show his duality so well.

But the show simply forgot the first part.

The entirety of the plot in S2 is that Dracula has stopped being a villain. This is the crux of the conflict! Dracula spends his entire time moping in his chair, and he's so Depressed™ that he literally loses control of his forces... which allows Carmilla to more or less replace him.

There you have it: Dracula's entire arc in S2.

Dracula gets nothing but "humanizing" moments. He speaks civilly to Carmilla after she makes a fool out of him. He commiserates to Isaac about how no one is his friend anymore, taking care to sit by his side like they're buddies. He doesn't care about anything anymore, thus allowing Carmilla to run amok and play Hector and Isaac like recorders (I would say "like a fiddle" but that would imply talent). His plan gets described, multiple times, including by his own son, as nothing more than a suicide mission that will accidentally take down everyone with him. Most importantly, Dracula is painted as being simply a shortsighted fool, who lied to Hector to hire him and then he's surprised that he's distancing himself, who never thought ahead when it cames to blood perserves, who really, why didn't he just turn Lisa into a vampire, is he stupid?

(he's literally doing a :( face. i cannot make this shit up)

Once again: his death scene, which is at its core him being taken down by his own emotions, is brilliant in a vacuum. But in context, it breaks down spectacularly: Dracula has done nothing but feel sorry for himself for 7 episodes now. Where is the guy who made guts and man-eating demons fall from the sky? This is such a blatant attempt to defang (hehe) an iconic antagonist for the sake of 1) propping up an OC, and 2) because we are such good writers and we will fix the shallow games by giving Humanity to our antagonists, to the point where they're not even So Bad After All! (also 3) because woobiefying the dilf will make our horny fans happy)

But like. You can show Dracula's humanity without painting him as such a sad meow meow.

It is said that there was a deplorable incident. Those who did it, those who saw it, those who didn't stop it, the one who created the world, all are equally guilty.

The pain of loss  Distorted overflowing resentment Unquenchable sorrow  The claws of a trembling fist pierce the palm  Becoming a bloody hammer of violence

Gaining what was lost A power as big as sadness A person who rebels against the creator of an existence that will never be lost

One page has the narration describing Dracula's "unquenchable sorrow" that turns his fist into a "bloody hammer of violence"...

"Please, I beg of you, I’m human too!"

"My nourishment is human life and mistakes. I will disappear when humans perish…"

And the next one will have Dracula severely punish his General for daring to question him in his cruel plan for revenge.

And he'll still show some vulnerability to Isaac, but apparently he was okay with him killing Hector and bringing his head back.

And then there's the ending of SoTN, where Dracula finally asks Lisa forgiveness, but not after nearly killing his son and even swearing to wipe away his "vulgar blood" in Japanese. And then there are the implications, most obvious in Grimoire of Souls, that even Dracula has grown tired of being forced to come back over and over, but shows no sign of remorse.

[...]

It may not be shown in depth as NFCV does, but even if more is left to imagination, the games do a much better job at walking the line between "Dracula is the Devil incarnate, a spiteful monster who only desires death and destruction" and "Dracula is the former shell of a man who was broken by grief and cannot let go of his pain".

So yeah. I'm not impressed by the show trying too hard to make me cry for its ineffective, pathetic, pitiful version of Dracula.

#anti netflixvania #i'll also leave los fans to confirm that that series did “tragic dracula” better than nfcv did #having these thoughts swirling in my head because i'm self conscious about how i write him lmao #Youtube

[theflyindutchwoman]

I have wanted for quite some time to dissect the door imagery that has been present a lot this season in regards to Chenford. And Chenfordsource just inspired me to dig into this with this amazing gifset. As you may know, in literature or cinematography, a door can often be used as an allegory. Mostly to symbolise a new beginning or a barrier to overcome. Now this isn't the first time that a door is used symbolically in Tim and Lucy's relationship : the door-to-door scene in the quarantine house is iconic for a reason. But since their practice kiss, with Tim standing on the other side of Lucy's door, still reeling, it has been an ongoing motif. One that seems to have been used as a metaphor to show the status and progress of their relationship.

In Double Down (5.01), there are two major moments involving a door. The first one happens in the hotel room in Vegas, when Lucy goes to the bathroom and leaves the door ajar, breaking Tim's brain a bit more in the process. And just like she tried to shut that bathroom door, she tries to shut down his attempt to discuss their feelings… Which brings us to the second moment : the one outside her apartment. Where she invites Tim in and where he crosses both a literal and figurative threshold (the difference in the lighting when Lucy opens the door is perfect). It may not be a new beginning per se, but this moment still marks a turning point in their relationship. In Labor Day (5.02), they are right back outside that door, in the hallway, any progress from the previous episode seemingly undone. Interestingly enough, the door to her place stays open the whole time : Lucy is the one trying to open up this time and start the conversation about them but Tim stops her. Note the lingering shot of Tim walking away in the hallway : in terms of allegory, a hallway can be used as a device to show a longer transition to arrive to that new beginning. And this is exactly how it feels here : things are changing but it's going to take some time.

And during this limbo, we encounter two very different doors, that are used to reinforce the theme of Tim as a protector. The first door, in Dye Hard (5.03), resembles more one of a prison, with Lucy being stuck behind it. The same way she is imprisoned metaphorically by Rosalind and the threat she represents. And the same way Tim was the one to free her from that barrel in Day of Death, he's the one who manages to open the door - by sheer force. But they were still separated by the door at first (and Lucy couldn't get away faster if she tried). This is when they are at their lowest point. On the other hand, the second one, in The Collar (5.08), is used as a shield with both of them standing together : Tim gets Lucy to safety behind their shop's door, protecting her against any potential shrapnel. This is also when their relationship is almost back to normal and close to finally move forward.

Now in Take Back (5.09), we go back to the original imagery of the door, with that shot of Lucy standing alone in her apartment, door open. The message couldn't be clearer here : with Chris leaving, it leaves the door wide open for Chenford. And it's also worth noting that the next time we see Tim and Lucy, at the station, she is the one crossing a threshold (Grey's office). New beginnings.

The motif could have stopped there… But it doesn't. In Death Notice (5.12), we see Tim knocking at Lucy's door : this is right before they start discussing the last obstacle they are facing - the chain of command. The second this issue is solved - and they move to the next stage of their relationship (intimacy) - her entrance door is no longer used as a barrier of some sort between them. They either enter together (5.22) or he lets himself in because he has the key (5.14). Not only that, but the imagery of the door is now used in a more traditional setting : to block outsiders from entering or catching intimate moments, as shown in 5.12 (with her bedroom's door, which is also put to good use) and in 5.21 (with the laundry room). And notice how she is no longer asking him if he wants to come in, she simply tells him to lock the door. We've come full circle...

#I probably missed some other moments but those were the ones that really struck me #The rookie #Chenford #Lucy Chen #Tim Bradford #Meta Analysis

[tibbind]

I knew the Netflix avatar show wouldn't live up... But man I'm only 2 episodes in and I am so disappointed. I didn't even have high hopes for it and they managed to shock me with some of their decisions.

The original cartoon is 10 hours long.

Netflix chose to have 8 episodes totalling about 7 hours.

Why not 10, 1 hour long episodes? Who knows. Who cares. I'm fine with adaptations cutting stuff out or changing stuff due to the nature of adaptations. But the level of what I'll let them get away with changes based on medium adapted.

An animated TV show to live action TV show should NOT have to seriously change things in order to make it fit the TV. As it's literally already designed for it.

But having 22 episodes wouldn't fit Netflix's business model of binging long episodes!

Putting gyazos death at the beginning of the show, and showing it is just bizarre to me. It completely kills Aangs revelation of him being dead.

The original show made it have an air of mystery by you not knowing initially. All you know is this dorky kid is the avatar. And he was frozen in ice. It made you think, did he do it himself? Or who froze him? And why?

Where are all the air benders?

Oh they're dead? Woah, that's awful.

Instead you go in knowing all of this. It defeats the purpose of later revelations. What the fuck. Netflix's millions should not have ended up with writing this fucking atrocious.

Instead of stealing the water scroll, she now got it from her Gramma. How nice. Completely removes a fun character. And a plot point. Cutting down, alright whatever.

Remember Momo's fun introduction? They get scared and think there's someone at the air temple, to come face to face with a shadow who approaches them... Only to be a cute flying lemur! Adorable! And Sokka is hungry so he chases him around, adorable!

In the Netflix adaptation you'd think they'd keep such an iconic entrance! Nope! He literally just randomly flies up to them and joins them and Aang goes "hi momo" and Sokka is like "momo?"

And goes "yeah he looks like a momo-"

FUCK OFF FUCK YOU

Edit: I completely understand why the OG writers removed their name from the project and left the project. Fuck Netflix

#netflix avatar #avatar the last airbender #live action avatar