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tellywoodtrash · 3 years

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LMAO WTF IS THIS TITLE CARD, MAHA PRATIGYA IT SEEMS

oh boy what's the favour??? knowing this dude, it could be some realllllll freaky shit.

oh thank god. normal cheez. “aaj raat mujhe akela mat chodna.”

also dude, he is sooooooooo manipulating her. he's learnt that isko daraake, dhamkaake, PARALYSE karke, kuchhhhh nahi hone waala. the way to get her is to be vulnerable and play on the emotional side of things. and that's what he's doing.

rrahul's eye makeup >>>>>>>>>> all the female characters' eye makeup.

aaaaaaaand he's out like a light. yeah, crying does that to you. best cure for insomnia. the sleep after weeping your guts out just hits different.

lol it's just hilarious to see him lying there all sprawled out on the floor on this..... random platform. itnaaaaaaaaaa bada ghar hai, and this is where he decides to sleep after a long, tiringass day.

“pehli baar tumne mujhse kuch maanga hai vansh, but i'm sorry main usse poora nahi karr paungi. mujhe aaj raat tumhe chod kar jaana hoga; meri jiss galti ne tumhe itna tod diya hai usse sudhaarne jaa rahi hoon.”

i mean, ok i get it, but at least could have gently led him to the room instead of leaving him here lying on the living room floor. harsh af.

i bet he's not really sleeping and is listening to allllllllll of this confession she's doing. that's the kinda shady shit i always did when i had sleepovers with my older cousins and wanted to listen to all the juicy goss. and vansh deffffff gives me scorpio vibes, lol.

ok one tiny sweet moment.

“kyun maine yeh bewakoofi kii, bappa?”

that's what they should name the show. coz literally what else is the plot other than riddhima fucking up 30 different ways per week?

not listening to her and just admiring her skin. very healthy, much glowy. wow. spill the list of products you use, sis.

wait, is being stupid good for the skin???? is that why everyone on tellywood has good skin and the rest of us have blah skin?

lol this fucking dumbass mask. it’s neither an alien mask, nor the ghostface mask, bas one ajeeb off-brand mashup of both.

jor jor se chilla ke sabko apna fuckup bol rahi hai. ouffffffff, kuchhhhhh bhi baat she can't fucking just keep in her brain or what, without verbalizing??

“koi tha kya???” sis, how long you been living in this house???? ofc koi tha.

walks into kabir's house and narrrrrrrrrrowly misses getting brained. looks like kabir has his mom's poor aim.

did he know she was coming, or did he really do this to himself in frustration? in which case, yikes. both the men in this show really don't know how to deal with setbacks well, huh???

“kahan hai ragini, mujhe usko vansh ko wapas dena hai.” lmaooooooooooo sis, she's a wholeasssssss person, not a copy of the da vinci code you borrowed.

“kho gayi mujhse!” lol what the fuck is wrong with you ppl, she's a living human being, not an object, stop talking about her like this!?!?

lmao this set of caps is just making me giggle a lot.

kabir saying someone else kidnapped ragini and took. i don't believe him. dal is looking quiteeeeeeee kaala to me.

mmmmmmmmm kaali dal. could use some rn. *looking up dhaabas nearby*

“aisa lag raha tha jaise main kisi parchaayi se bhid gaya tha!”

aaaaaand riddhima's dimaag ka ghoda is off to the races, thinking about the shadow following her.

my question is how kabir would know about shadow person????? mommy dumbest toh apne aankhon ke saamne waali cheez bhi nahi dekh paati, let alone something like this, and then informing kabir about it.

kabir like, sure. let's go with that theory.

lmaooooooooo riddhima giving passionate argument about vansh's dard aur taqleef and kabir is like:

snort. seriously, she needs to go a lil light on this. aur kuch nahi toh she should at least think that this is her new man she's talking about to her ex she dumped 2 days ago.

lol what badly done photoshop on chacha/chachi. you couldn't just get the whole cast together to take a legit pic????

also why is everyone so weirdlyyyyyyyyyy distant??? this is suchhhh an odd family photo. only dadi and riddhima look normal in it.

riddhima mentally making a list. crossing dadi and siya off it. BIG MISTAKE SIS. IN THIS SHOW, YOU DON'T LEAVE ANYONE OUT.

ishani and angre are also out. coz they're #teamVansh.

chacha and chachi are out coz they fattus, lol.

bache the two mega bitches of this house: aryan aur mummy.

battle of the two stoopids.

but it does make me lol every time aryan asks riddhima what new kaand she's up to now, and if he can join.

both talking about completely different things and ainvayi mein giving tashan to each other. fuckinggggggg idiotsssss.

lmao wtf, why did they randomly leave a shoe behind?????? so dumb.

ghoom phir ke why does she just keeeeep coming back here and looking for random shit??? the one time what she was actually looking for was here (sejal) she didn't find it.

such a randommmm place to come stash your snooping wardrobe.

ugh riddhima did you seriously leave vansh sleeping god-knows-where (where the fuck is he anyway????????) for this bs????/

these two idiots are back here looking for clues. whatcha wanna bet Mrs. Dumbass dropped one of her 30 million pieces of jewelry here on one of her multiple visits.

why the fuck is he telling angre HOW to look for clues, i thought he said angre had an investigation agency of his own???? does he tell YOU how to do your job of......... idk, how to use tally or peachtree or whatever the fuck?

“hum toh bas clue dhoond rahe the, yahaan toh poora crime scene hi hai!”

lmao cheeeeee who’s writing such shit dialogue???

has anyone who does these computer mockup thingys for tellywood ever used a computer after 2004? like, why do these things look so damn janky?????

lots of faltu ka growling and screaming at angre as if he was the one who corrupted the file. idk why the fuck he puts up with vansh’s shit. i don’t think he’s even paid anymore now that he’s part of the family.

“kuch hi pal ka intezaar hai. uske baad apne maut ki ulti ginti shuru kar dena MR. KIDNAPPER!!!!!!!!”

holy shit the mega bad dialogue and acting. i just cannot.

also hey!!!! it's 2020. THE KIDNAPPER CAN BE A WOMAN, YOU MISOGYNIST FUCK!!!!!!! AND IT IS!!!!!!! stop underestimating your dumbass wife.

also what happened to i could never kill coz i'm not a criminal/murderer???????!?! kuch bhi, ainvayi. baaton ke ameer, dil ke gareeb, kabhi na jaayein ishwar ke kareeb.

riddhima hamming it up to lure shadow person.

bhaagam bhaag.

lol the wayyyyyyyyyy they got awayyyy. literally just ran under the staircase and the other way.

ok but explain to me how the HELL would there be such geele footprints HERE in the middle, after the person ran like alllllllllll around the house????

heroine running in to save siya......

“thank god siya so rahi hai!” she says, AS IF SHE DIDN'T USE THIS EXACT PILLOW TRICK TO FUCK VANSH OVER 2 NIGHTS AGO. dunggggg for brains, honestly.

yup. finally discovered it.

“chehra dikhao nahi toh chila chila ke sab ko ikkhatta kar doongi!” WHY WOULDN'T YOU DO THAT ANYWAY?????????

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand....

once again, literally no one is surprised. 🙄🙄🙄

#ishq mein marjawan 2 #immj2 #immj2 lbs #episode liveblogs

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marcoacesabo · 5 years

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That accidental summoning story is glorious, I laughed so hard I choked XD I feel bad for all of them though. Ace away from anything he ever knew, and the blondes having to hunt him down... I foresee a lot of bullet wounds xD

Ace carefully made his way through the forest. He chooses to use the tree branches as a means of travel careful not to leave any tracks for the kidnappers. He’s not sure where he is, not sure what kind of creepy cult picked him up but it would be an embarrassment to his mercenary upbringing if he lets them catch him again.

Once Gramps find out how they caught him in the first place things will get ugly. Not only for the kidnappers but Ace himself. He can hear the lecture of trusting others now….

He knew something was funny about that restaurant, he suspected it was a front the moment he walked in but he let himself eat the sandwich they obviously drugged and now here he was. Playing the prey in two mad men's game of Dungeons and Dragons.

The blonds dressed like wannabe wizards, complete with the pointy hats and everything. It was kind of cute, but too bad for them being crazy nutjobs kinda ruin they looks and adorable outfits.

Ace had no idea what they were saying, nor did he understand what kind of circle thing that was, but he did know that they had a collar with a chain that they wanted to put on him. For him, that was all he needed to know to bail.

Escaping had been easy, maybe too easy, and he didn’t even want to know why a cult dressed up in realistic furry costumes were after him but Ace sure as hell wasn’t going to let them catch him.

The problem was he only had his six guns on him. Which would be an impressive number if the guns weren’t six shots each. He had his emergency back up ammo, but that brought his number of bullets to forty-two. Not a whole lot against a freaky cult that apparently had its own castle, with who knows how many cultists running in it’s walls.

Gramps had taught Ace how to shoot a man’s finger off before teaching him how to drive but even his sharpshooting wouldn’t do much once the cult brought out their own firepower.

The only other weapons he has on him are his dagger and his position throwing knives. But those won’t do much either.

He was outgunned and outnumbered. The only consolation was that clearly he wasn’t outclassed and the only reason he wasn’t playing slave to the freaks.

His best bet right now was to find somewhere safe to regroup, then try to contact someone he knew. If he would just find a town or a phone maybe he could get Gramps to send someone over.

But for the past hour, the only thing for miles was thick forest. Ace was starting to think this was an island which made things worst as he suspecting the only settlement was the castle he did not want to go back to.

Hearing a sound, Ace quickly stops his branch hopping, stepping back to hide in the shadow of the branches. Below him, the bushes shake a tiny bit signaling someone is coming.

He reaches down, pulling out two handguns, aiming them at the spot. Narrowing his eyes he waits to see what it is, finger hair space away from pulling the trigger.

A little boy breaks through the bush, falling as he attempts to force his way through the branches that have caught his clothes.

Ace’s finger never leaves their spot but the hesitation is there. The boy is young maybe around five or six. His clothes are all but rags were thrown on top of each other and he is had varies cuts and bruises.

Watching him move, Ace can tell, he’s untrained in any means of combat and he’s scared. A lost little boy?

The kid finally managed to pull his clothes free but the force he does so throw him off balance. He falls backward, rolling on the little hill and lays on the ground stun.

Then he starts to cry.

Seeing enough Ace swings down, causing the kid to look up in terror. Which is fair Ace is still kinda holding one gun. He tries his best to give a smile that would put Luffy at ease as he holds his hands up “Hey there. Are you lost?”

The kid’s face twists into confusion, but there is still a healthy amount of fear on his face. He opens his mouth shuttering out what could have been a response. But the words mean squat to Ace. “I have no idea what you’re saying there buddy. Wouldn’t happen to speak English would you?”

The kid is trembling now, more tears rolling down his face as he crawls backward. Ace frowns, not taking another step. A child should not be that scare of an adult. (He forgets to think about the gun in his hands since he was raised with them all around him and honestly thinks it was a normal childhood)

He considers his options before he attempts in Spanish “You wouldn’t happen to know where we are would you?”

The kid suddenly bursts into pleas. He may not understand what he is saying but the tone and the bowing make it pretty obvious his general message.

“Hey hey hey” Ace waves one hand about “I’m not going to hurt you. I-”

A shout from behind him, plus the whoosh of something being thrown has Ace springing forward, grabbing the kid and rolling out of the way of a spear. It implies itself into the ground.

landing a control roll, he glares up at the cult that seemed to have found him. This time it’s a group of spear-wielding lions. The kid is sobbing against his chest.

“Don’t worry.” Ace aims his gun taking two shots that cripple the front two. “I won’t let them hurt you kid.”

“Sirs the spirt was spotted at the edge of the forest near the East Human Village!”

Sabo looks up to where the youngest of the lion cubs is kneeling, hand tightening against his spell books. “That’s almost outside our lands. If the Spirits get out we will be held accountable for everything it does.”

Marco looks equally as troubled. “Why is it going to the village though? Humans aren’t worth stealing souls from.”

The lion cub makes a noise. “When my squad found him he was speaking to a human child. Apparently, the boy snuck into the forest to try and find some food for his sick mother. The spirit caught him in the act and the child was begging for mercy.”

Sabo’s face tightens. Disgusting humans thinking they come could come onto his land, and steal his food. Well as soon as they wrapped up this Spirit business that village will be burned to the ground as an example. They can’t have others thinking they can do the same now, can they?

“Lead us to the battle. We have to seal away the evil spirit yoi”

The cub gives them a nod, standing from the kneel to run into the forest a hasty “This way my Lords!” over his shoulder.

Digging his heels into the horse’s side Sabo follows in a fast gallop praying to any stars that they can win this battle. It’s when they arrive however that they know it’s useless.

The cub lets lose a wounded noise, sounding broken as he runs over to the battlefield. On the floor Lion men lay, injured or dead he can’t tell, but Sabo feels rage the likes of which he hasn’t in a long while at the cub tries to wake his father with broken pleas.

“It got away,” Marco growls, dismounting. He walks around stopping at a tree with a familiar hole in it. The Spirts strange tube. “But it will pay for this. Sabo use some healing magic on the lion men. We can’t lose any more.”

Sabo is already mid casting hands glowing with warmth as his magic reaches out. He breathes a sigh of relief to find no one dead, quickly fixing the damage. It seems the spirt had cut them this time with a blade.

Marco continues with a dark hiss. “I have a village I need to visit. Something tells me those humans have more than stealing to answer to.”

In the older mages’ hand, an orange hat that they saw on the Spirit rests alongside shreds of child clothes that are obviously human making.

#MarcoAceSabo #Pre-relationship #Established MarcoSabo #Mischevious spirit summoning au #Marco and Sabo may be actaul villains #launge barriers #Ace is a tigger-happy mercenary #Anonymous

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gretchensinister · 6 years

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Burgess Wilderness Recreation Area 17/?

And so continues the story I began for the Black as Pitch Halloween event. It’s the kind of story I’m sure you know well. Five college kids, a cabin, and a state park that just doesn’t get many visitors any more… (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7) (Part 8) (Part 9) (Part 10) (Part 11) (Part 12) (Part 13) (Part 14) (Part 15) (Part 16)

Tooth bolted down the road, some part of her still guilty that she was running, guilty that she wasn’t crying or screaming as she ran. But what was the point of guilt right now? She didn’t need to display any particular emotion now; she just needed to run. To get away, to not twist her ankle, she knew how this kind of story went, and she didn’t want to play out the same old expected thing. She was going to live, she was going to live, she just needed to run a little farther, to get out get out get out.

Soon, though, she reached the point when she felt she was really beginning to understand how much all the running she was going to have to do was going to hurt. Oh well, oh well. She had oodles of will power; she wouldn’t have gotten to college without it. As long as she had her mind, she’d run as long as she had legs.

She rounded the last bend, and came upon another fallen tree. Now, she did scream. Then she noticed movement, and screamed again, and then she noticed that the movement was most definitely not the monster. The two park rangers from yesterday—yesterday?—were standing in front of the downed tree. Well, not standing. They were jogging toward her, and they were holding some…weapons! They could help! They could kill that thing and maybe save Sandy or no maybe not or at least take revenge for him. But wait, no, that didn’t make sense. Why would they be here with weapons? Why would they be here at all?

“Miss! Miss! Are you all right?” the man asked.

What could she say to that?

“No!” she cried. Keep it simple, keep it simple, but now they could try to save Sandy, right? She just needed to sound normal, somehow. “Help,” she said. “I need help, my friend needs help, you need to come with me, if we run, maybe, maybe…”

Oh. So now she would start to cry. And now there was no stopping. Big, panicky sobs interrupted and distorted all her words.

“Come here, come here,” the woman said, holding her arms out and herding her towards the tree.

“No, no, I don’t want to leave!” Tooth managed to say. “I don’t want to leave Sandy!”

“There were three other people,” the woman said. “Are they in danger?”

A sudden coldness came over Tooth, allowing her to stop crying almost at once. “They’re not in danger,” she said. “They’re dead.”

“Oh! Oh, um, fuck,” Katherine said. “Right.” Questions filled her mind. How had they died? Where were they? When had this happened? But none of that mattered right now, because the answer to “when” might be “minutes ago” and they didn’t have time to waste on questions that could be answered later. If this was some sort of practical joke, she’d deal with college students laughing at her.

But she really didn’t think that this was any kind of a joke.

“Show us where we need to go,” Katherine said.

“Just back down the road,” the girl said. “If he’s not—if he’s not on the road anymore, then—then…” She wrapped her arms around herself and started shaking. “I don’t want to go back there. But, but, I can’t stay alone. All right, all right…let’s go.”

“We’ve got ways to defend ourselves,” Luc said. He held up a pair of gardening shears.

This didn’t appear to inspire any confidence or hope in the girl.

“Come on,” Katherine said. “We’ve got to act quickly, right?”

***

“No,” the girl said, upon reaching a not particularly noteworthy section of trail. “No. He’s not here.” She hunched forward. “We have to get out of here. I’m the only one left and…and the longer we stay, the more likely we are to die, too.”

“Hey, um…what’s your name?” Luc asked.

“Riti, but my friends called me Tooth,” she said.

“Okay,” Luc said. “I’ll call you Riti until we know each other better, okay?”

She nodded.

“Okay. You understand that we have a lot of questions now, right, Riti? Do you promise that you’ll answer them once we’re away from here?”

Tooth nodded again. “But we need to go, now. I think…I think we have a little time, but not much.”

Luc and Katherine looked at each other. Movies were all they had to go on, and they knew that it could be fatal, standing around and asking questions in very strange circumstances. Which was kind of an awful message, come to think of it, Katherine thought. But when there was only time to act, then, well, you really did have to act.

“I think Mary’s Market would be far enough away for us to talk, based on the newspaper articles we found,” Katherine said.

“Can you tell us what’s going on when we get there?” Luc asked Tooth.

“Yeah. I’ll try,” she said.

“Then let’s get out of here,” said Luc. “This is too much for just us.”

But who was it not too much for? Katherine wondered as they headed back towards the truck.

***

When Sandy awoke, he was in the middle of a quiet clearing full of early spring wildflowers. The sun was warm on his face, the sky a clear, peaceful blue. He had a moment of profound relief, the thought, so the fundies were wrong after all, and then the unpleasant rush of recollection as to why he expected to be dead.

Upon looking at the familiar imperfect trees around the clearing, he decided his expectation had not been fulfilled. But…but why? Sudden hope made him gasp. Maybe the monster hadn’t killed Jackie and Nick and Bunny. Maybe they were around here, somewhere, stored for later or something. True, they’d probably be injured, considering how they’d been dragged off, but still! Even to see them for a short while!

Sandy made a lost little sound. He was thirsty, and tired, and he wanted his friends, and he wanted none of this to be happening. He slowly pushed himself up to a sitting position, as if being vertical would help somehow.

When he sat up, he found the monster staring at him.

He swore, but didn’t try to get up to run. So, the monster wanted to stare at him? Well, let it. He was still scared, of course he was, but he no longer felt like he had enough hormones in his body for a strong chemical fear reaction.

The monster crept forward in the tall grass. Sandy grimaced, but still didn’t move. He would face this. And he could observe, too, that the creature did move well on all fours. Or—wait. The creature was holding one of its arms up away from the ground. Sandy didn’t want to meet anything that could hurt a monster like this, but then, accidents could happen even to monsters, couldn’t they? Would having one limb not at full strength give Sandy any kind of advantage? Well, honestly, probably not. This monster was really good at hunting people, while Sandy had no experience escaping large predators. But an injury to the monster could only put him less into the negatives of advantage.

At this point, he’d take whatever he could get.

The monster finally pushed through the grass where Sandy was sitting and Sandy realized that what he was getting was not what he had expected.

The monster hadn’t been moving the way it had because its leg was injured. It had been moving the way it was because it was carrying something. A can of beer, in fact.

Sandy felt like he’d slid sideways into a world that bore not even the least passing resemblance to anything he’d ever known as real life. There was room in real life for monsters in the woods! What did he know about woods, anyway? There could be anything in there. But there was no room in real life for a killer monster deciding not to kill him, and, instead, offering him a beer.

“It is a drink for you,” the monster said. “It is the kind of thing you like to drink.”

Sandy couldn’t form a response. None. Absolutely zilch. Nada. His mind supplied nothing but the countless scenes in books and movies where a person offered candy to some freaky thing to try to forge a friendship. If only he was facing something that could be pacified by Reese’s Pieces!

Surely he’d packed some sort of candy in his pack—oh, but he wouldn’t have it anymore, would he?

Except that he did. Some small fragment of his perceptions was free enough to tell him that one of his backpack straps still tugged on his arm. He instinctively tried to hide his surprise, to not let the monster know that it had forgotten to take this advantage from him, but realized an instant later that this was ridiculous. Why would the monster have bothered? There was definitely nothing in Sandy’s backpack that could hurt it. It didn’t need to make any power plays with him like a human kidnapper might. It had nothing to prove to him.

How marvelously alien it was!

And it was still holding out a beer for him.

This increasingly undeniable circumstance increasingly demanded a response. Sandy hadn’t got much of a handle on it, yet, but he figured he might as well have a drink, if things were going to be this weird.

Carefully, so as not to touch the monster’s fingers—he was on the edge of a freakout already, he didn’t want to do anything that might push him over the edge—he took the can. The monster withdrew its hand and sat back, still watching him. Sandy didn’t feel capable of staring down the monster anymore, so he looked at the beer can, instead. It was a regional brand, both beloved and sort of hated, not great, but supposedly better than the megabrands. It was the kind of beer that he and Nick had stocked up on for the camping trip.

A wave of dizziness washed over Sandy as he pictured the monster picking its way through the cabin, the clothes they’d left behind, their unmade beds, their dishes, the food they’d brought, every other little ordinary thing, every little human thing, that that cabin represented: it had gotten into the cabin after all!

Had they left it unlocked? Sandy couldn’t remember. But whether it had broken the lock or not, the horror of it was that the cabin hadn’t deterred the creature at all. The cabin was just another space to it. No mythic embodiment of the woods, then, thought Sandy. This thing, whatever it was, was only itself. It didn’t play by any rules that humans understood.

A little hysterical giddiness joined some of Sandy’s horror. The monster was so, so real. There was no rubber mask to pull off.

As if to confirm this, the wind shifted so that Sandy was now downwind of the monster. A very faint, woody, musky scent blew towards him as the monster’s fur ruffled. It wasn’t unpleasant, and hardly noticeable in the woods, really—Sandy probably wouldn’t have noticed it if he hadn’t been sitting right in front of the monster. No skunk ape here. That made sense. It wouldn’t benefit a monster that hunted humans to be easy for humans to detect.

“Drink,” the monster said. It wasn’t exactly a command. If it had any tone at all, it was puzzled. It had offered him a drink and he had taken it, so why didn’t he drink? An animal wouldn’t have hesitated. But then, the monster knew he wasn’t just any animal, otherwise it wouldn’t have offered him a beer.

That raised the question of how much the monster did know. It had spoken to him in English, after all. Or at least he had heard English when it spoke. Would it understand him when he spoke? Again, Sandy felt his fear ebbing away in curiosity. He felt like he’d crossed some sort of line, beyond which all ordinary ways of thinking had to fall away. Or maybe he was just dissociating. Regardless, he wasn’t reacting like someone about to be torn limb from limb. He couldn’t even muster up any fear at how he was taking so long to obey the monster’s command.

But that was another one of the surreal things about this situation. He wasn’t afraid that this monster would get angry at him. Sandy felt that this monster didn’t take things like that personally. Probably there hadn’t been anything personal behind even the killing his friends.

That would be…no, no, Sandy didn’t want to think about that right now. He didn’t want to think about much of anything, in fact.

He popped open the can and took a drink. It tasted good, and he was suddenly annoyed at his body’s interest in staying alive. By rights, he should already be dead.

The monster’s expression didn’t change much, but it relaxed even further as Sandy took another sip.

#blackaspitch #toothiana #katherine #nightlight #Pitch Black #sanderson mansnoozie #now you've read my favorite scene so far #rise of the guardians #rotg #fic

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tumblunni · 7 years

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OH MAN GEEZ IM FUCKIN EMOTIONAL ALREADY black butler: book of circus spoilers below:

oh god, the ways they expanded the story for the anime are SO FUCKIN SAD I kinda like that they made it so you actually do see the circus crew kidnapping children this time. I mean, I dont think its made to make them any less sympathetic, but it definately reminds you that the playing field is even here and they’re morally complicated rather than just poor innocent victims of mr evil protagonist. Also its REALLY GORY and REALLY PSYCHOLOGICAL HORROR

Its so messed up, seriously These poor kids are being sent to kidnap other kids, by a creepy asshole murder pedophile fuck. And they dont know WHY theyre kidnapping kids, they don’t know what happens to the ones they hand over. And they’re all JUST FUCKING KIDS, they’re fucking children who’re all heavily disabled in different ways and LITERALLY owe their life to this horrible villain man. And they dont know why they were saved and why these other kids are.. going.. somewhere else. And they really dont know whether to trust their ‘father’, but its pretty clear they all have their suspicions that the kidnapped kids might be dying. But they dont have anywhere else to go if they disobey their father, and he’s fucking with their heads so they all feel like they’re the only onw with doubts and they cant even question it or everyone will turn on them and they’ll get kicked out on the street again and never see any of their siblings. And they all VERY MUCH know what its like to be dying on the streets. And this time they’d had a chance to know what its like to have prosthetic limbs and medical help and be able to eat three solid meals a day and wear pretty clothes and have a family. Having all that taken away will hurt even more than if they’d never known what it’s like..

So I sympathise with them, I really do. And I really believe they could have been rescued, and could have been redeemed, and ultimately we shouldnt be blaming them for what they did, only blaming the man who forced them into it and gave enough illusion of choice that they were able to feel guilt about it... BUT STILL that was REALLY FUCKED UP AND DISTURBING AND SAD AND DISTURBING AND SAD

seriously they PUT ON A FINAL CIRCUS SHOW for every single kid they kidnap part of it is about luring them in so they trust them, but also it seems they take it way too far for it to just be that. They almost got caught because they spent so much time doing their performance for this poor lil matchstick seller girl! and its equal parts heartwarming and DISGUSTING because this poor kid is like.. I dont even know if they drug their victims or if she was just going insane from having to see them killing the policeman that tried to save her they’re just horribly gorily fighting the policemen, stabbing a fucking knife through some guy’s eye, and the kid is sitting there having a complete mental collapse, laughing as if this is all part of the show. And we get this twisted vision of her point of view, seeing the nice clown man doing a funny show smacking mr teddy bear with a mallet, as the dead body of the policeman falls at her feet. And then they bundle her into the carriage and thats just the end. We dont find out what happens to the kidnapped kids, any more than the kidnappers know... We just got to learn so much about this poor kid, and that poor policeman, and have a bunch of heartwarming moments of them becoming friends, and then she just turns the corner for like five minutes and the policeman is like ‘wtf is that flute music’ then sees a fuckin ENTIRE CIRCUS IN AN ALLEYWAY and gets stabbed through the goddamn eye trying to reach the kid in time. And she’s so out of it that she couldnt even see him. His last thoughts were probably seeing her glassy eyes staring right through him... And we know that he had a daughter that this street urchin reminded him of, and we know she had a sick little brother who really needed the money the policeman gave her, and an abusive mother that’ll probably be forcing that poor brother to go out panhandling now her daughter is gone.. And just... GAHH my fucking emotions my sadness and also A LOT OF FEAR so much blood

and I KNOW HOW IT ENDS i know that the kids don’t fuckin go to a happy place with a nice new dad and ‘father’ only spared those few kids so they could be pawns he could manipulate into capturing more kids, and test subjects for his evil science team’s freaky bullshit and they dont even KNOW that they’re test subjects! they dont know that their prosthetic limbs are MADE FROM THE OTHER KIDNAPPED KIDS WHO NEVER CAME BACK god, im already imagining how they’d fuckin animate the poor ringleader guy throwing up as he realizes his arm is made from someone else’s bones and then he just DIES they all just die horribly in service of this disgusting fucking child murderer pedophile that they thought was their father half of them never learn that they were the villains all along, the other half get to know it just in time to despair utterly as they’re killed off too

and evil bastard’s trump card that kept them all obeying him it DIDNT EXIST he fucking held it over their heads that their other siblings were still out there somewhere, at his ‘orphanage’, and they had to work with him so he could send money back to them so they could all be happy too when really he’d killed them long ago, and for all we know they could be the ones that joker’s prosthetic arm was made from T_T and ciel’s fuckin only chance to do something to help the people he completely failed who all died hating him and thinking he’d betrayed them, that they were the good guys and he was the villain... that last chance was a fucking lie he tried to save the ‘other kids’ and the fucking ‘orphanage’ was an empty abandoned building full of nothing but maybe a stray doll they left behind before they were all horribly murdered so we just end on our protagonist being the absolute villain of this arc, and the actual villains being sympathetic kids, and him laughing like a madman as his last chance of redemption blows away on the wind

oh, and he fuckin personally murdered a bunch of kids too, even though he didnt kill all his villain friends with his own hand. he found some of the kids in the lab that were test experiments, the few who hadnt been killed yet. the few who’d had to watch potentially HUNDREDS of friends be dragged kicking and screaming to that operating table, and see every second of them being eviscerated into pieces. And ciel just sees himself in them, they’re all so catatonic that they cant even see him and all he can see is himself and he knows from personal experience that a kid can come back from that, but he knows how much of a monster he’s become and he thinks the kids would be happier if they could die as they are instead of losing themself so he just sets the whole building on fire and i end up crying for him even as he’s committing a horrible act! fucking moral ambiguity: the show

and god, even this episode’s goofy friendship fun parts were horrifying too! it starts off with the whole ‘ha ha ciel doesnt know this kid is Doll, cos she ~looks like a boy~ when she’s not in costume’ random stupidness but its still cute cos she’s being so kind to the newbie, and you can learn a lot about her character from it how she’s trying to be all smiley and goofy and giving him candy and saying how she’d never even tasted it before, and now he can stay here and be her lil brother and never get hit by anyone and never go hungry and she knows the goddamn price she has to pay for all this, and she wants to keep ciel innocent of it she doesnt know he’s already just as corrupted, and he’s really a spy sent to take them down and then just DEAR GOD THAT SCENE THAT IS NOT OKAY but it was absolutely fucking necessary I think, to keep the moral ambiguity and not make us just hate ciel forever she fuckin.. accidentally triggers a ptsd flashback in the poor kid he’s never been homeless before so he doesnt realise its a group bathroom, and then freaks out and tries to run. but she’s just teasing him as part of her cool big sis persona, and doesnt realise he has an actual reason to be scared. So they end up fighting and she accidentally reveals the scar on his back to everyone the fucking brand that was burned into him when he was kidnapped and enslaved and the episode just ends with our usually unflappable protagonist curled up in a ball under a towel, shaking and crying and his only comfort is the demonic butler he’s using to enact his revenge, and all he says is just ‘you’re better than this, you’re a badass’ ciel never really has any form of actual sympathy, does he? the only person who knows about what happened to him is this morally ambiguous monster minion guy. and the whole hook of the series is that we never really know if Sebastian actually gives a shit about ciel or any of the other humans, or if he’s just waiting for the poor kid to fuck up and leave an opportunity to devour his soul. I wanna believe that Sebastian does have some sort of fatherly affection for ciel, or at least they both care about each other in a sort of.. mutually evil way. But even if thats true, its not like sebastian is gonna really be any good to talk to in a time like this. he;s just gonna sass ciel for showing weakness. he just has this fuckin motivational speech of ‘yo ciel youre a fuckin evil bastard, remember? get up and continue your evil bastard ways’. and somehow it actually kinda works and actually kinda feels affectionate in context :P BUT STILL SERIOUSLY POOR CIEL he could have turned out a lot better than this if he had someone in his life who could actually give him a goddamn hug but I guess thats not really what he wanted, even though its what he needed instead he wished for the power to enact revenge on the one who killed his family and enslaved him and he set off on this long horrible path of becoming an evil bastard to track down this other evil bastard when he’s only fuckin ELEVEN and he’s happy to throw away his soul, and doesnt care if sebastian betrays him in the end and he burns in hell forever, as long as he can stop that evil bastard from doing the same thing to more children and this arc is so fucked up cos he failed so horribly to stop some OTHER evil bastard from doing the same thing to more children and he’s become so twisted and antiheroey and cynical that he missed his chances to redeem those poor other twisted kids, and maybe he could have done better in stopping the real villain if he had.. and the only fuckin thing we got out of this arc was that the bastard kidnapping these children was a copycat criminal of the one who did it to ciel, so we at least finally have one clue that might lead to a resolution someday but EVERYONE DIED and ciel’s even more fucking traumatized! and he’s jumped off the deep end and become full antihero evil bastard and all the character development he had during the arc has been negated and fuckin completely reversed cos of how it ended and he lost a bazillion friends and he was betraying them the entire time, and they died resenting him, or resenting him AND learning that he was right and they’d been working for the villain all along, and then he couldnt even save their other siblings cos they were long dead and just THIS FUCKING ARC IS SO FUCKED UP GAHHHHH

I guess sometimes you just wanna watch depressing cinema, yknow? I do hope that someday this series actually ends with at least a bittersweet ending, not an equally fatalistic one that means everything was all for nothing. i want the poor circus kids’s deaths to actually mean something...

Also, randomly and incidentally, I want the giant creepy pedo incesty shipping fandom to die in a fire. Before I even started watching it, Black Butler was famous as ‘that pedo anime’, everyone acted as if Sebastian x Ciel was canon and they kept teasing it in every episode or something. BUT NOPE. NONE. NICHT. NON. NAG YDW. Where the FUCK did they even get it from, seriously?? We don’t know if Sebastian is gonna betray ciel or not in the end, but im PRETTY FUCKING SURE that he doesn’t have a boner for a fucking ten year old! I know the idea of a demon servant is a common romance novel thing, but seriously wtf is wrong with you... I know I’m mad that this arc ended so horribly, but still I feel like the various moral ambiguity discussions are super interesting and I would have regretted if I’d never read any of this manga just because of some awful fanbase members.

ANYWAY IN SUMMARY bunni cry over episode

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