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aikofanfan · 1 year

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Obey me, Themis!

Part 2 is out!

Summary: Rosa is your childhood friend and you decide to visit her and Luke. But it’s you. Things are never that easy.

Pairings: None. For now. I may fold on that in later parts.

Warnings: There is a small reference to Ep 3 of ToT, if you played it you know if not- drugs and child abuse. Very small tho just letting ya know.

A/n: Obey Me! x Tears of Themis crossover that was supposed to be a small dumb little drabble for shits n giggles became a bigger story with every word I wrote. So expect more parts cuz skdjsndns

“Wait really??!” Rosa jumps up from her desk, phone in hand and a huge grin on her face. “When? Around what time?? So soon?”

Everyone in the room looked at her as she walks around her desk, talking to whoever it maybe.

“No no my shift ends soon! Yes I know but I wish you would’ve called sooner I could’ve gotten food or something ready!” She laughs. “So much has happened since we last spoke!”

She walks and talks some more than noticed people staring. Ah right she is still at the office after all.

“I’ll see you soon!” She says before ending the call. She goes back to her desk and sets her phone down, Hm maybe she can get some take out ready to pick up if she orders now. She can get it on her way home.

“Rosa?” A sudden voice snaps her back to reality and she sees Artem by her desk.

“Oh hi Mr. Wing! Sorry about that.” She says sheepishly.

“It’s okay. Did something happen?” He asks, looking slightly worried.

“Oh no no not at all! That was my old friend MC!” Rosa explains. “I haven’t seen them in a long time and they called to tell me they’re coming here to Stellis!”

Artem recalls a few stories about this MC. Seemed like the polar opposite of Rosa when he thinks about it. MC had visited Stellis with family one year during their childhood in the summer and had gotten to know Rosa, they managed to keep in touch even after all these years as pen pals before exchanging phone numbers.

“They should be waiting for me by the time my shift is over.” Rosa glances at the time.

“Well if it really has been that long, you can leave now.” Artem suggests. Rosa doesn’t even fight it, jumping up and gathering her things and giving Artem a big hug and a quick thank you.

“Oh relax would ya.” You snicker, DDD in hand. “I’m not gonna get dragged into any of her cases. I’m not a lawyer or agent or whatever.”

You were outside of Rosa’s home waiting for her to get back. In the mean time you talked on your DDD with an over protective demon.

“You get dragged into all kinds of trouble without trying.” Lucifer sighed on the other end.

“Mmm true but still.” You snickered. “I’ll be fine.”

“MC!!!”

“Oop gotta go!”

You hang up and put your DDD away just in time to catch a smaller figure crash into you in a tight hug.

“Rosa!” You laugh and set her down. “Ah still so tiny.”

“Hey! I’ve grown at least a little bit!” Rosa pouts. “My boss let me out early and I got food!”

She turned around to grab the bag of take out she set down a ways away. Only for you to flicker your wrist and have it hover over and land in your hand.

“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to that.” She says in awe. She was one of the few people outside of your family that knew about your mmm other worldly trips and lessons.

~~~~

From murder cases to crazy trails and tests to mundane things and a bit more still mundane things the two of you share many stories back and forth.

“Sounds like Luke is still Luke you’re still you.” You grin.

“Yeah and it seems you’ve changed the most.” Rosa sighs. You could tell there was far more she wanted to share but clearly had her reasons to keep quiet. You don’t mind, the life of a lawyer must come with its own secrets.

“Change? Nah. Still just as hot headed as when we were kids.” You wink. “Only my eyes glow green when I get mad.”

Rosa sits up straight and blinks at you. You only give her a lope sided smile and she giggled.

“If I wasn’t so aware of your adventures I would’ve questioned that a bit more.” She giggled lightly. “Oh! You should come with me to the office and meet everyone!”

“Will I get to meet this Artem Wing you always mention in your texts?” You ask and wiggle your eyebrows at her.

That got you a pillow to the face.

~~~~~

“MC!” Luke waves to you and Rosa as you walk to a big building. Themis Law Firm if you recall correctly.

“I texted Luke to see if he wanted to stop by and see you.” You hear Rosa say before getting hugged by said man.

“It’s so good to see you! When did you get here???” He pulls away and gives you that blindingly bright smile of his.

“Just last night.” You state. He doesn’t know about you and magic. It’s not that you don’t trust him it’s just…you just don’t think his heart could take it. Seeing as how protective he is with just Rosa. But enough of that.

“Hmmm I dunno Rosa.” You hum, hand on her head and raising it to your own than to Luke’s. “You still look pretty tiny to me.”

Rosa gasps and Luke does his best to hold in his laughter but that only annoys Rosa more.

“I am not that small!!” Rosa swats her hands on your shoulder and Luke finally loses it. It was this moment that made you realized you missed these two knuckleheads more than you thought. You want to share all your adventures with Luke and Rosa but you still remember how Rosa reacted on a video call when you told her why you went missing for a year.

“WHAT?!” She gasps and you nearly dropped your phone.

“Look I know it sounds crazy but-”

“Other realm or not that breaks so many laws! And you aren’t the least bit upset!?” She asks, propping her phone up and flipping through some folders. “Abduction, forcing a person to do something against their will, having no say in the matter, oh my gods!”

“Rosa hey relax!” You laugh. She smacks the folder in her hands down and gives you a bewildered look. “So you believe me?”

“Of course I do! I looked into your missing person case after you were declared dead. Nothing made sense and now you telling me all this, everything makes sense.” She sighed. “No signs of struggle, no one having it out for you, nothing. You just…vanished.”

“You looked into my case?” You smiled. Rosa once again looked at you like you were crazy for asking such a thing.

“MC, we may have known each other over a summer but you quickly became my best friend. Of course I would.” She stated like it was obvious. “You really aren’t upset about this?”

“No it’s…complicated.” You sigh but had a small smile.

“Sounds like you were the force of nature those boys needed huh?”

“YEESSS YOU GET IT!”

Rosa laughed hard at your outburst.

Back to the present, Luke had to run off but made you and Rosa promise that you all had to hang out together at least once before you had to go. Now you were walking into the building and heading to Rosa’s floor.

“Is that phone even sturdy?” You ask, eyeballing the piece of glass in Rosa’s hand that she claimed to be a cell phone.

“It’s a lot tougher than you think.” She says with such confidence she might give Mammon a run for his money.

“Oooh is this the famous MC we’ve heard so much about?” A new voice says as a woman walks over to you two.

“MC this is Celestine.” Rosa introduced and you shake her hand. More and more people come and go to meet you. Did Rosa really talk about you that much?

“You make me out to be some celebrity?” You teased and she just grins at you. You get to her little cubicle and sit by her, watching her work. You get bored within half n hour and start to spin around in the wheelie chair you’re sat in.

“MC don’t do that. You’ll crash into someone.” You hear Rosa warn.

“Oh I’ll be fine- OH SHIT-” You slam your feet down just in time so you don’t smack into whoever was right behind you. You glance up and seen cold blue eyes staring down at you. If you were a normal person you’d be intimidated but being around the likes of Lucifer, you just wave at the guy.

“Well hello there pretty boy.” You grin and hear Rosa choke on her tea behind you.

“And you must be MC.” He says.

“That’s me. And you?” You ask.

“Artem Wing.”

……..

“OH.” You stand up and bow a little. “I am so sorry, Mr. Wing! Rosa has told me so much about you! Ha ha ha!”

“Don’t be so tense.” Artem chuckled. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

You shake hands then sink back down into your chair. You glance over to Rosa who was currently coughing into a tissue.

“Well I’d say that’s a new record for me.” You grin then look back to Artem. “So!”

You stand back and give Artem a once over. He must’ve noticed as you see a bit of blush form on his cheeks and he fiddles with his tie.

“Rosa told me a lot about you as I mentioned and her description of you was spot on. Easy on the eyes and has gorgeous eyes too!” You state and hear Rosa make a squeaky noise.

“Well it’s almost my lunch time! Come on MC!” Rosa finally speaks up and grabs your wrist, dragging you away from Artem.

“Rosa also told me you got a nice waist. I can see it! You’re totally her type!”

SMACK

“CUT IT OUT!”

~~~~~

“I can’t believe you.” Rosa pouts and takes a bite of her sandwich. You two were in a park, sat on a bench under a tree.

“Am I wrong though?” You ask with a knowing look. She merely glares but shyly shakes her head.

“Knew it.” You say with a wink. You chat some more until a guy walks over.

“Hey Miss attorney. Who’s this with you?” He says, taking the empty spot on Rosa’s right side.

“Oh! MC this is Marius. Marius this is my friend MC. They’re visiting Stellis for a few days.” Rosa introduced you two to each other.

“Marius, Marius.. ah right.”

“Yep. Marius von Hagen at your service.”

“Oh I was gonna say the blueberry play boy.”

“Huh?!”

Rosa laughs as you snicker at the man’s expression. You remember Rosa mentioning a Marius in your texts and you gave him the title of blueberry play boy because of his hair and eyes.

“We’ve only just met and you’re already being so mean.” He says in a fake hurt tone. Now why does that seem so familiar?

“But truly I’ve met bigger names.” You state. “Not really impressed by titles nowadays.”

“Oh? Who have you met?” He asks, thinking you’re being serious. Meanwhile Rosa looks surprised, are you going to-?

“Nobody you need to know. Rosa has told me all about you so it feels like I’ve already met you and the shock has drifted away.” You joke and Rosa sighed. Just then your DDD rings and you get up. “Excuse me for a moment.

Rosa nods and you walk off to the side before answering. Right away you hear bickering on the other end, Asmo, Levi and Mammon if you’re hearing correctly. Of all the times to call-

“OI!” You snap and silence follows. “I told you guys I’d be busy the next few days. What is it?”

What follows was mingled words of Asmo saying Mammon stole his jewelry, Mammon denying it and Levi whining about-something; you aren’t sure what. You pinch the bridge of your nose, contemplating on whether you should text Lucifer for help or not.

When an evil idea comes to mind. You look over to the bench and no matter how they look you know Rosa and Marius are trying to listen in on the conversation. So you wave your hand and when they notice you, you point at Marius and make a “come here” gesture with your hand.

“Yeah?” He asks, confused. You mute yourself on your end and say:

“Just follow my lead, okay?” You say and he nods. You unmute yourself. “Look you guys, I don’t really have time for this.”

“But MC-!”

“I have a lot of sight seeing to do. You can be good and figure this out for yourselves right?” You ask. “I’m sure Lucifer can help sort this out.”

“Lucifer?” Marius asks and the three boys on the other side grow silent real fast. Got em.

“Who’s that?” Mammon asks.

“Oh this is Marius. He’s a friend of Rosa’s, I just met him.” You explain calmly. “He’s part of the Pax Group. The ceo if I remember right.”

“PAX GROUP?!” The three voices simultaneously shout, making you and Marius jerk back from the volume of it.

“Oi he isn’t tryin to steal ya away is he?” You hear Mammon hiss.

“Oh relax.” You rolled your eyes. “I just had him talk just to tease ya. Call it karma for the headaches you lot give me.”

“You’re so mean!” Asmo whines but you knew they were used to this. You tease but never mean any ill intent.

“Now if all matters are settled, I’m going to hang up now and you aren’t going to call me anymore right?” You state.

“But-”

“Right?” You repeat, eyes flashing green for a second. The three agree and hang up. You put your DDD away with a sigh and glance to the young ceo beside you. “Why are you staring at me like that?”

“Did your eyes glow…green? How did you do that?” He asks.

…oh shit-

“HEY ROSA YOUR LUNCH BREAK IS OVER LETS GO!”

~~~~~

“He noticed? Oh he’s not going to let that go.” Rosa sighed as she typed on her computer.

“I had a feeling he was that kind of prick.” You huff, slumping into your chair.

“He’s not a-prick- he just likes to tease. Like someone else I know.” Rosa comments, side eyeing you with a smirk.

“Are you saying we’re similar??? I’m hurt!” You gasp in fake offend. You two keep talking as she works, your head spinning at all the legal talk. It makes magic and potions look like pre school levels of easy in comparison.

“Using a kid as a test subject for drugs? Hmmm wonder if Diavolo could find that guy in the Devildom.” You mumble to yourself after Rosa explained one of the cases she worked on.

She looks at you, making a face like she wanted to say or ask something but frowns with a small pout.

“Something on your mind?” You ask.

“If you could find him that would really help things but- I don’t think that would be something that could be explained in court.” She pouts. Right. Things are still odd between the realms. You’d bet everything that Diavolo would help in a heartbeat but things aren’t that easy.

“Someday, Rosa. Someday.” You pat her back. To lighten the mood again you spin in your chair- and fall over with a loud thud.

“I’m okay!” You hold a thumbs up and hear Rosa laugh before she’s helping you up.

“You didn’t learn from earlier today did you?” She asks.

“Nope!” You grin.

“I’m assuming this is the MC I’ve heard so much about.”

You glance behind Rosa and see a man with glasses and Hm white? Platinum hair? Meh who really knows.

“Based on the way you dress, you must be V-” Rosa elbowed you. “-Dr. Richter.”

“Correct.” He chuckled as you rub your side, softly glaring at Rosa.

“Well look at that, I’ve met all three of these new guys.” You announced.

“Friends, MC. My new friends.” Rosa corrected you but you just shoot her a look. You bicker back and forth but feel eyes on you still. Looking up, Dr. Richter hasn’t moved or walked away.

“Something wrong, Doc?” You ask.

“No no it’s just-how do I put it. You seem different from others I’ve met.” He explains. Your eyes narrow, you can tell this man is far more than what he looks to be. Rosa must’ve sensed the growing tension before she wheels her chair in between you and this doctor, holding her hands up.

“MC is just a very interesting person like that. You know?” She laughs kinda nervously, looking up at the man.

“I’m not going to cause any trouble if that’s what you’re trying to imply.” You spoke up after a moment. “I’m just here to visit two childhood friends, is that so wrong of me?”

“No not at all.” Dr. Richter agreed. He gets called away and walks off, but you could still tell he was wary of you.

“He totally knows.” You said once you were sure he was gone.

“No I don’t think it’s that he knows, maybe he can just tell there’s more to you than meets the eye.” Rosa explains. “Either way, just be extra careful around him.”

“And by that you mean don’t knock his lights out.”

“Especially that.”

~~~~~~

“He’s just a Psychiatrist! Why was he sizing me up like some criminal?!” You pace around as you vent to Rosa and Luke. You were in Rosa’s apartment hanging out like Luke basically made you promise to do.

“I mean-are you?” Luke asks and you grab a pillow then chuck it at him. He laughs as he catches it. “He’s just like that. Comes with the job I’m sure.”

Grumbling, you slump back down into a chair. You shouldn’t let this bother you so much but it does. Then again you should be used to this, the students at RAD were the same way once upon a time.

“So how long are you planning to stay?” Rosa asks, effectively changing the topic.

“Not sure yet. Maybe a few days. I know you guys are busy.” You answer.

“Oh come on! Stay longer!” Luke urges. “We have so much catching up to do!”

“He’s right. I don’t have any major cases right now.” Rosa adds. They both give you puppy dog eyes and you groan in defeat.

“Alright alright.” You give in. “I’ll stay longer.”

They celebrate their victory and pull you into a small group hug.

~~~~~~

“You weren’t trying to test MC, were you, Vyn?” Rosa walks into the NXX headquarters with Luke behind her and clearly caught the doctor off guard with her question.

“Of course not.” He says. “I’ve met a lot of people in my line of work and there’s just something different about them.”

“You’d be right about that, Doc. I met them and their eyes glowed green.” Marius pipes up and oh boy.

“Green?” Artem questioned, joining the conversation as he walks over. Luke makes a confused noise and looks down to Rosa.

“You were seeing things.” She tried to shrug it off.

“They’re our friend, if there was something new with them they would’ve told us by now.” Luke spoke up, not liking how the others were acting as if MC was suspicious. Rosa nodded in agreement.

“Not like we have a right since we can’t tell them about this.” Rosa adds, gesturing to the whole headquarters. The topic is changed once Artem starts talking about a new case that came in.

Strange substances going around the city that’s causing strange side effects or worse, death. But no one knows where it came from or what it even is. It was like it came from a different world all together.

“It’s only been recorded to have be here in Stellis only as of right now.” Artem explains.

“And if we don’t find out where it’s coming from, it could spread.” Marius adds. Rosa looks at the sample careful that was in a small baggy. Reddish with bits of black and leafy like.

“May…I make a suggestion.” Rosa spoke up. All four of the men look at her. “I think I know where we can start.”

#obey me #obey me shall we date #tears of themis #obey me x tears of themis crossover #obey me mc #tot rosa #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me asmodeus #obey me leviathan #tot luke #tot artem #tot marius #tot vyn #artem wing #luke pearce #marius von hagen #vyn richter

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rocketturtle4 · 7 months

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Not Me Eps 10-12 (of 14 turns out) I am drowning in study, have an update.

If anyone reading this wonders why I have disappeared off their dash or out of their notes it's not you it's me, PhD is breathing down my neck and I am barely running fast enough so I'll be back more in December!...or maybe January 😅

@plantsarepeopletoo @anon451 @shouldiusemyname @thegalwhorants @wen-kexing-apologist @slayerkitty @fanfictionroxs @pandasmagorica

I watched these three one at a time so ep 10 was a while ago now but the plan is to watch the final (actual final) 2 together so I figured I should scream again about how much I love this show before I finish it.

I LOVE IT FOLKS

Ep 10 was rough!

*racks brain for what happened in ep 10*

*checks screenshots*

*one single screenshot from ep 10...*

this is the downside to watching with people...can't pause for screenshotting and I didn't double watch this ep oops

I'm pretty sure this is the ep where:

Black goes back to being Black and breaks Seans heart and beats him up

Dan joins them

White pretends to be Black while seeing his mother but his mother realises anyway.

They all get shot at/actually shot

White saves Sean (and he's EVEN MORE CONFUSED)

...wait do I not even have screenshots from the post saving stuff? That's just wrong.

I will rectify it but this update will be light on screenshots!

I still had questions about Todd and Black here about what happened to them but ep 11 answered those questions!! Even if I spent all of ep 10 and 11 waiting for White and Black to be in the same room as the gang or someone to figure it out or SOMETHING and FINALLY Ep 11 was like....

WAIT

The care screenshots were Ep 11!!

Also before this was the Todd/Black confrontation and their back story was SO interesting. Todd thinking he could use the power, Black wanting to take down the power entirely. SO many Layers I LOVE IT

In some ways I think Black betrayed Todd more than the other way round but really the nuance of it all is fascinating.

And obviously Todd putting Black in a coma trumps that...

BUT THEN EP 12

The HANDCUFF FIGHT

The Brothers!!

THE CHASE?!!

Sean was so desperate GAH I LOVE THEM

Seriously I love them so much I wasn't even mad First was only in this episode for like...3 minutes.

I just want to sit there and stare at them

(Anyone watching Venus? It's really good)

Sean is so loyal and so true, White trying to stay away and regretting it, making his brother understand, making Sean understand.

I am so glad I watched Theory of Love before this or I might have been tempted to go looking for more OffGun and then I'd be watching ToL after this and just...no

Super excited for Cooking Crush now though!!

The Twin connection making Black cry and choke, THE TWINS COMING TO AN UNDERSTANDING

Black being determined to take down Todd while Sean is so determined to take down Tawi has got me SO CURIOUS for the last two eps, I mean we had the drug operation (and Sean using that as leverage to get White to introduce himself lol). But Todd clearly still cares for Black and Black is so opaque because he's been in a coma for most of this and his character before and his actions after, they just seem so focused but without...nuance?

And I doubt this show is going to end without nuance, the protests are rising and the gang are finally a team, there's a plan and cops and AHHHHH

I don't know... I need to finish it (maybe this weekend...maybe in three weeks time)

I have no idea if I am going to have complex thoughts when I am done. But the way this show is exploring these complexities, the law, the privellege, the power, the idealism. It's so fascinating.

OH another thing this ep

Sean tried to get the cop to shoot himself! And then Gram showed up (finally lol, felt like he'd wandered off somewhere...) just in time to give that whole speech that essentially boiled down to: an eye for an eye makes the whole world blind.

...I really want my little brother to watch this show.

I can't wait to see what happens with it all, I am going to have to go meta searching after I am done...and after I am done drowning in study probably

Predictions?

Todd and Black are going to come to some kind of mutual ground

no idea about Tawi, taken down maybe? but not by them exactly, but the public maybe, although the law probably needs to come into it

Gram Eugene Black love triangle? Honestly don't know (and my pick Black/Gram is out soooo... probably Gram/Eugene if they choose to resolve it

MORE YOK/DAN (*manifesting*)

will Dan be discovered and fired?

WHAT ABOUT THE PARENTS? we haven't heard from the dad in ages??

Also Whites whole actual career arc...?

Hope you're all doing well!!

(also the music in this show, it's on point!!)

#Not Me #Not Me the series #rturts is wondering #roc plays catch up

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happy-lemon · 2 years

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happy lemon’s no rules legacy.

The Rules: Make your own. Max their bladder if they don’t get to pee before the bus comes. Cheat their photography skills and let them decorate their house with family photos. Make instant best friends. Quit with confidence if you’re not feeling it anymore. Keep going if you’re deeply connected to your sims and you’d die for their dogs.

The Generations: 👇

Generation 0.5 - Winter (Greene) Hinata was the founder of my abandoned NSB legacy. She married Suzuki Hinata and they had Nara, who would have been G2, if I hadn’t gotten bored by everyone but Nara. Winter and Suzuki don’t show up in Nara’s official family tree, but they’re canon because of the “make your own rules” rule.

Generation 1 - Nara Hinata-Dean was born to chaotic, laissez-faire parents and carried that chaotic energy with her to college. Her adventures are pretty prominent on this here tumblr. Once she admitted she was in love with her best friend, Jeffery Dean, Nara found her calm. She was a deep sea diver in Isla Paradiso and a lifeguard in Sunlit Tides, but hit her career stride in Sunset Valley, where she became a professional author who achieved her LTW and wrote two masterpieces. Because her parents let her run wild, Nara and Jeffery made an effort to be move involved parents to their daughters, Kiko and Kana. She was an absolute legend and my all-time favorite sim.

Worlds - Isla Paradiso, Sunlit Tides, Sunset Valley

LTW - Nara ✅ Jeffery ✅ (world renown surgeon)

EP Focus - University Life

Generation 2 - Kana (Dean) de la Cruz was sent to boarding school as a child and she loved every minute of it. She emerged from School of Peace and Love a full-blown vegetarian hippie nature girl who ended up marrying her best friend and kindred spirit, Noel de la Cruz, who was the sweetest cinnamon roll ever. She had several lifetime wishes that were derailed by life and children, but ultimately earned a lifetime wish of Swimming in Cash and promptly donated 2/3 of it to the development fund at city hall. Kana and Noel were relationship goals, and she was still flirting shamelessly with him on the last day of her life.

Generation 2 Spares - Kiko Dean*, who never married and had no children, but was super happy with a house full of cats.

Worlds - Sunset Valley

LTW - Kana ✅ Noel ✅ (celebrated 5 star chef)

EP Focus - Seasons

Generation 3 - Daisy de la Cruz was the proverbial woman who lived in a shoe, but despite being a single mom to six kids (by three different men) she had life pretty nailed down. She maxed her painting skills as a teenager, maxed sculpting in college, and reached her Descendant of Da Vinci lifetime wish just before she got pregnant with her sixth child--oops! She waited until she was an adult with mostly grown children before she married her college sweetheart, Ben Trigger. She reached the top of the painter career before she became an elder, and spent time in the years before her death visiting Noelle in Salmon Woods. Her life path was really unexpected. Between her revolving door of love and her many, many babies, Daisy was a super entertaining generation.

Generation 3 Spares - Clementine (de la Cruz) Bernard, Lark de la Cruz, and Jonah de la Cruz (who died in a “freak meteor accident” at boarding school)

Worlds - Sunset Valley

LTW - Daisy ✅ Ben ❎

EP Focus - Ambitions

Generation 4 - Noelle (de la Cruz) Luna’s life might not have been as chaotic or funny as the heirs before her, but she did a lot of living. She earned Visa Level 3 in all three countries, had a successful career as a nectar maker, and was an awesome mom to Mateo. No one--least of all Noelle--expected that her soulmate would be a random adventurer in China, but Alejandro (Alex) Luna turned out to be her perfect match. From the moment they met, they were a team. They supported each other’s dreams, raised a big-hearted son, and died on the same day. The calm of this generation was lovely and sweet.

Generation 4 Spares - Marin (Trigger) Kaufman, Mariel (Trigger) Martinez, Calliope Luxx, Clio Luxx, Donovan Taylor

Worlds - Salmon Woods

LTW - Noelle ✅ Alex ✅ (superstar athlete)

EP Focus - World Adventures

Generation 5 - Mateo Luna was a loner who was homeschooled and grew up with mostly animals as friends--not unlike a Disney princess. When he was in high school he fell in love with Marzhan Koziyeva, a newcomer from Kazakhstan, who was ray of sunshine in his life. They married shortly after high school and were only separated by death. Mateo reached his lifetime wish of The Zoologist when he was still a young adult and never quite found a comfortable niche in the working world. He spent his final days in Sunlit Tides with Alexandra and her family. His generation was calm, which was exactly how Mateo liked things.

Generation 5 Spares - none

Worlds - Salmon Woods

LTW - Mateo ✅ Marzhan ✅ (rock star)

EP Focus - Pets (small animals)

Generation 6 - If I had to choose only one word to sum up Alexandra Luna, it would be surprising. I never expected she would be so warm, clever, funny, lovable, and charming, but she was all of those things and more. Watching her evolve from a baby horse girl into an accomplished equestrian was really special (not to mention fun), and it was also lovely to see her let people into her life, especially Kekoa Solomon. She was a great wife and mom, who stuck around as long as she could--even sidestepping Fate once with a death flower--and made the Grim Reaper break the news of her passing to Fable himself. Alexandra's generation was one of my favorites.

Generation 6 Spares - none

Worlds - Salmon Woods, Sunlit Tides

LTW - Alexandra ✅ Kekoa ❎

EP Focus - Pets (horses)

Generation 7 - Keahi Solomon existed in a perpetual state of ennui for reasons I could never explain...and neither could his traits. He started out as a lifeguard in Sunlit Tides, but became an unexpected father when he found a baby on his doorstep, left by his high school crush, who went on to marry someone else. Keahi raised his daughter, Fable, all on his own. After a brief stint as a firefighter, Keahi fulfilled his LTW of being a professional author. And he defied death by bringing the love of his life, Anna Beck, back from the grave. His generation was all about unconditional love, emotional intelligence, gruff wisdom, and wry humor. He was an ugly little duckling who became someone beautiful inside and out, and his generation has been unforgettable.

Generation 7 Spares - Malia (Solomon) Candelaria and Haoa Solomon

Worlds - Sunlit Tides, Bridgeport, Starlight Shores

LTW - Keahi ✅ Anna ❎

EP Focus - Generations

Generation 8 - From her first breath to her last, Fable Solomon was a star. She was raised by a single father to be brave and feisty. Not only did she craftily matchmake him with her elementary school teacher, but Fable slapped the Grim Reaper for insulting her grandma. Fable began her career a sing-a-gram singer, but moved to Bridgeport for bigger and better opportunities. And it was there she fell in love with Ciaran Delaney, an AWOL grim reaper who would have rather died himself than reap her soul. Together they had twin daughters, Ava and Mara, and an unsuccessful career as a band. They moved to Isla Paradiso, where Fable finally sang her last song. Her generation was dramatic and larger than life, but also filled with sweet, special moments, and it was a delight to play.

Generation 8 Spares - none

Worlds - Sunlit Tides, Bridgeport, Starlight Shores, Isla Paradiso

LTW - Fable ✅ Ciaran ✅ (living in the lap of luxury)

EP Focus - Showtime

Generation 9 - Mara Delaney was born a twin and is the opposite image of her dark-haired, light-eyed sister, Ava. Mara dabbled in the alchemical arts until The Toadification Incident in high school, and she realized swimming with sharks might be less hazardous to her health. She moved to Isla Paradiso to complete the Deep Sea Diver LTW that Nara Hinata abandoned so many generations ago. It was there she fell in love with Mason Shimada, a fellow diver who helped her recover from a shark attack, and together they had six kids. After achieving her lifetime wish, Mara realized that life on land never suited her and ate some kelp given to her by Triton King. If you're ever snorkeling near Mermaid Grotto, you just might catch a glimpse of Mara and Mason.

Generation 9 Spares - Ava Delaney

Worlds - Starlight Shores, Isla Paradiso

LTW - Mara ✅ Mason ✅ (surrounded by family)

EP Focus - Island Paradise

(Note: I know mermaids don't live forever, but for the sake of my stressed out save, let's pretend they do.)

Generation 10 - At first glance Dylan Shimada looks like he might be all style, no substance, but his beauty is more than skin deep. Dylan is dependable, which might sound boring, but he gets shit done. Dylan inherited Noelle's calm, Mateo's generous heart, Keahi's quiet determination, and Daisy's unflappable nature in the face of chaos. Well, mostly. He made a dystopian mess of the future, which cost him his girlfriend, Zoya Melville. But when he remembered who he was and where he came from, Dylan made things right. He accomplished everything he set out to do, including maxing ten skills, visiting all three foreign countries, reached the top of his career, earning a college degree, experiencing all three futures and earning a statue in Legacy Park, making his wishes and freeing the genie, and having an heir-eligible child--in a very unorthodox way. I like to think Zoya will remember that Dylan is a good man and they'll grow old together, don't you?

Generation 10 spares - Erika Shimada, Noah Shimada, Heath Shimada, Mika Shimada, Hayley Shimada

Worlds - Isla Paradiso, St. Claire, Cape Garner

LTW - Made the Most of My Time ✅

EP Focus - Into the Future

Note: This is the end of the legacy. I wanted to continue for as long as the game would allow, but the save has gotten increasingly unstable. So, it's time to say goodbye, which is why I took the legacy full circle and gave Dylan a daughter named Nara. If you've been following along all this time, thank you. I appreciate you. xo ~Trish

*bold indicates spares who were eligible to be heir

#ts3 #ts3 legacy #sims 3 #sims 3 legacy #ts3 no rules legacy #happy lemon no rules legacy #pinned intro

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(16-30 albums etc that I’ve listened to this year, copied from twitter) (now with art. [1] [2] [3])

album names and personal thoughts below cut.

16/ Pan Electric & Ishq - About Time (2008) ough, this is prime chillout. feel like ive been pickier about the style recently but this hits the spot.

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17/ Ovuca - Wasted Sunday (2001) mis-parsed this thinking it was an Oval album. it's not. :| but it still has some cool turn of the century glitchy fun, just grounded with some more traditional synthy beats. i love the sound design overall

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18/ Team Doyobi - Cryptoburners (2001) feels like cheap plastic and warm electronics. lots of empty space, but as a stylistic choice. sometimes a little too noisy for my taste. sometimes cozy in its fuzzy minimalism.

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19/ VA - Tigerbeat6 Inc. (2001) an absolute grab bag of ideas and quality. weirdly, i feel kinship with the silliness contained within. some of these are RLY COOL. "Wooper", "Jujik_olop", "Klardiscopic Remedy #1"

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20/ Electric Company - 62-56 (2001) future buzzes and clicks :) I'm not as much of the fan of the sort of… freeform ambiance. but I do really enjoy those clicky beats.

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21/ MuToPiA LABEL — ISOMORPHISM (1999) man im fascinated by this double-retro stuff. "let's arrange this 5 year old game!" -some guy 24 years ago. sadly, it's just a little too rough for me. I'm spoiled by modern arrangements. but yet... track 3 sounds so early OCR. beloved.

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22/ DJ Assault - Belle Isle Tech (2000) listened as a joke, but yet… there's some sweet little jams here. "Jungle Love" is a striking standout. i... used alternative cover art for this just in case. hi tumblr tos lol

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23/ Cex - Oops, I Did It Again! (2001) some cool stuff and some annoying stuff, to my taste anyway. :| more of the former than the latter, overall, luckily.

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24/ Lesser - Mensa Dance Squad (2001) kinda…. jungle tossed in a glitchy blender? sometimes more physical than aural, somehow.

after pondering for a while, a few more thoughts on 2001 tigerbeat6 in general: usually, i vibe with music as music. but with this freeform glitch stuff, i vibe as if it were a painting. it has the feature space of music but, as a whole, each song becomes an acrylic canvas.

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25/ Apocalyptica - Cult (2000) i guess i wanted to check this out because symphonic metal? (old list item) my biggest complaint is the lack of percussion. igorrr has me spoiled. what is metal without breaks? and cores? still, a few good cuts here imo

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26/ Lackluster - Rikos 7" (2000) just as i began to feel it was kinda "meh", the vibe enveloped me. EXCEPT for the one track with a title.

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27/ VA - SMAK (2001) date is technically 2002 in compilation form but each EP came out in 01. the first comps REALLY did not vibe with me, but i feel like they got better as the number incremented. Massimo - Nemylik? oh man. let's drift away.

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28/ Kid606 - GQ On The EQ++ (2000) i listened to this years ago and only liked one track. listening again... wtf this is good. why did i do that. it is *crispy* but i admire that now. i cannot BELIEVE how good this is. 23 years old? what!!

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29/ YET11 - TIMECAPSULE (2000) retro newage chiptune? an interesting thing. I find that im not too drawn it, though... maybe "After Rain" as a highlight?

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30/ Geeez 'N' Gosh – My Life With Jesus (2000) this took a while to get going. I can't say im a fan of the glitched ironic gospel stuff. i love atoms clicks and glitches but man i wish i didnt have to actively ignore the blemishes here

#media thread

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jemmo · 2 years

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my sister watches bad buddy - ep 4

- pat is the definition of these muscles are here for nothing pls protect me

- omg he went for the waist

- look it’s an actual cat (not pran the cat)

- i rlly wanna see what long haired guy (she means korn) looks like with his hair down

- does his shirt say friend (me like 👀👀👀 she noticed)

- why are they dressed like church boys

- omg it’s the lesbian!!!!!!

- wow she’s bold for the first day

- *trips* wow i would’ve run away and changed schools

- oh sorry pran let me accidentally walk into you head on

- oh sorry pran let me accidentally get in your way when i can fully see where im going and have my hands out ready to hold your waist

- oh it’s pat, that’s the pat face (when pran looks through the keyhole)

- pats rlly out here like “do you not understand how far were in to this relationship, I’m moving in”

- pat rlly like “come and sit down honey stop disturbing domestic time by trying to kick me out”

- oh yeah this is what bros do, just shoving heads up shirts

- and take your whorish lil flip flops with you

- he’s insufferable i adore him (and yes, shes talking about pat)

- pran really shut that door like i just saw heaven. and then proceeded to sit on his pat infested sofa and bask in all his sweat. fuck that boys got it down bad.

- pran: leave me alone. also pran: wtf why aren’t you texting me to tell me where you’re going

- uh oh pat been caught playing away from home

- i know i should be rooting for pat and pran but pat and ink would make the hottest couple ever

- pat looking at ink like oops my bisexuality is showing

- *sees inkpa interact once* hmmm yeah I like them

- oh shit pats been caught playing away AGAIN

- prans like “oh sorry I was just having a gay hallucination”

- i approve of his short shorts

- who’s he looking at!!!!!!

- both pran and ink like my homosexual ass?? like you????

- look at him taking in the stray puppy

- stop sniffing!!!!!

- come on he just wants cuddles. you can’t deny those biceps

- *rubs hands together* yesssss the bracelet jealousy

- *chanting* say no. say no. say no.

- NO!

- oh fuck that hurts

- no, no, I know you don’t mean it but pls stop talking pat, you’re just making it worse

- that’s what heartbreak looks like *points to his single tear*

- you may have stole my heart but you will never steal my duvet!!!

- *fades to black* *she turns to me* i’m not ok

(ep 1) (ep 2) (ep 3)

#im SO SORRY im so behind on these #work has been exhausting me but im gonna schedule all these to post over the next couple of weeks #bc yes we only have one ep left #and shes been putting off for weeks bc she doesnt want it to end #and were waiting for the perfect friday evening alone to watch it #anyway we have a running joke that my older sister is just the slightest bit bi #bc shes rlly weak for kate winslet in the holiday specifically #and now ink is firmly added to that list #so yes ink makes everyone gay for her its a fact #and shes obsessed #one of my fave lines shes ever said that i cannot stop bringing up #and idk if its in these anywhere but ill say it here anyway #THIS IS JUST ICONIC #I WANT TO BE IN AN INK PAT SANDWICH #and she believes in lesbian himbo supremacy #and yet they’re keeping up the precedent bad buddy set of saying we are not shying away as a show or as actors #bad buddy series #made by jemmo

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“A Two-Way Street” liveblog!

So at the time of writing this, I’ve just finished episode 7. I have absolutely no clue what the finale will hold, but the episode summary says something about Number Two’s past? Name drop perhaps??? I guess we’ll see. This really seems like it’s all coming out of nowhere lol.

For the last time this season- and potentially in general if we don’t get renewed- spoilers under the cut!

0:52 I’m like fully expecting them to pan over to Mr B at some point and to see him totally vacant

1:03 Yeah Milligan, come on, turn at the damn hand tree 😂

1:13 “Sorry. I’m having feelings.” you and me both babe

1:41 the house is fully yellow

1:52 “Mother! :D” READ THE ROOM

1:59 …..why would you just stop at “Number”

2:05 oh come on don’t tell me she was actually named Number. Like her legal name is Number? Didn’t they explain in season 1 that was her codename that she adopted for pool or something?

2:17 “my sister, Charity-” WHY DID THEY HAVE TO GIVE MY NAME TO A CHARACTER THAT IS GENERALLY DISLIKED ADKFHKASHF LMAOOOO

2:25 okay the fact that her axe is named Madame Chops and she demands on it being formally introduced makes it a little better 😂

2:32 so what the boy is Number One and she’s Number Two? Did they just write out the whole Pencilla thing???

2:56 both of them are so desperate to have control

2:59 “I have authority as interim director to-” “self-appointed.” “not official.” LMAO BOTH OF THEM ARE SO DESPERATE TO HAVE CONTROL

3:19 they’re just leaving him in the truck by himself when the duskwort has probably already worn off???? They were driving all night ffs

3:26 “you should be very proud of Number Two. she is one of the finest human beings I’ve ever known.” I said this with Milligan last ep- I get that he’s mentally compromised but I genuinely think he would have said that even if he wasn't and that makes me FEEL THINGS

3:31 “it’s a relief to hear that my sister has finally sustained some friendships” I’ll drop kick you

3:33 “I was being sincere!” doubtful

3:42 so what I’m hearing is that One was the favorite child and Number Two had to fight for attention

3:58 “so.. This is family life?” “looks like it.” there’s something morbidly hilarious to me about three kids who raised themselves looking at a nuclear family and being confused

4:42 “I am gaining so much understanding.” it does give some perspective on why number two is Like That

5:11 “oh, don't do this on my account! … I feel amazing.” I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again this whole thing reminds me of a manic episode

6:00 I’m glad she’s talking this through with him

6:40 it’s weird seeing them both in the frame and knowing they’re both tony hale

7:10 “you’re in denial.” someone had to say it

7:43 I don’t see how he could know that, logically

7:54 “what’s that?” “what?” “your neck, what’s wrong?” oop he knows

8:05 and there it is, he’s vacant

8:26 it makes me very sad that this might be the last time we hear this intro in a new episode

9:51 this very much seems like the “handful of almonds” kind of mother, and an unsavory atmosphere to grow up in

10:02 “it would have been nice to hear from you.” “you never pick up the phone!” “I find it a nuisance!” this conversation reminds me of my own mother and that is not good 😅

10:24 “I thought it might play better with your weird swinging pattern.” the backhandedness is not necessary

10:29 “and by the way, I sent letters. You could have written back.” “I'm not about to sleuth out my own daughter’s address!” “it’s right there on the envelope.'' Again, this reminds me SO much of my own mother. Not good

11:48 “One, do you find this lifestyle… stifling?” “No!” couple of things:

1. Don’t love that she’s trying to turn the siblings against each other. Super not cool, and, say it with me now, it reminds me of my mother. Not good

2. Different people have different needs and tastes. Number two said it herself, not everyone is happy to stay where they are

3. Does this whole family situation remind anyone else of breaking Amish? Like the whole thing of letting Amish people leave for a bit to see the world but shaming them for it at the same time? Because that's the vibe I’m getting

12:10 that shot of the house really highlights how many times they’ve added on to it. There are like 4 separate color schemes

12:25 I think the theme of this season is this guy being in denial. Like just in general

13:09 smart of Milligan to lure her inside but at the same time why would they let her go there unsupervised, she could easily get distracted by something or just go somewhere else on a whim

13:35 I stand corrected

13:51 “you were right. This is about control, it always has been” no shit

14:10 very sweet of him to say but that came VERY late

14:14 “oh, I wish we couldve gotten here sooner” PFFFT tell me he didnt just fake that. Curtain would be SO pissed

14:31 “you were faking it?” okay but that also means it’s still coming and they don’t know how to stop it

15:09 “what’s that?” Reynie you know I love you but you’re expecting to be raided. If you see a car, it’s probably them

15:16 INCREDIBLE song choice btw

15:24 I love that they brought the saw back 😂

16:03 why would they wait until the driver can see them pull the trap across the road, that’s dangerous for Miss Perumal and obvious for the driver to avoid

16:21 oh shit did it actually

16:22 “a fact I chose to hide” sneaky. But also wtf was all that build up for last episode? Was he rubbing his neck in the truck for nothing? And the whole faking the catatonia thing feels icky, that scene was incredibly sweet without the context that he was faking it

16:28 “but it changes nothing” dude. DUDE.

16:38 “what you felt a moment ago, that was real. More real than anything you could create.” that’s a big theme of the season, the genuine versus the synthetic

17:10 that shift in tone was unsettling- the music subtly changing plus nathaniel physically moving out of the moment

17:24 are those the people from the other two cars? Where did they get the extra greys from, there were maybe 4 people in each but that is way more than that running through the fields

17:56 “it’s a two-way street!” ….roll credits

18:03 “back off! This is my home.” okay but it isn't though, home is where you belong and you obviously didn’t feel comfortable staying here. It’s where you came from, sure, but not where you’ve settled down to roost. There’s a difference

18:23 so are they like, pulling that book 3 plot of Curtain controlling how things end? Like is that what’s happening? Are we just not going to have any action here after all that build up

18:41 “he helped me see that I've been possibly approaching things in the wrong way.” this feels like it’s coming somehow both for too early and far too late in the narrative

18:45 “and if you told me i’d ever say something like that, well, I’d never say something like that, but here we are.” always eager to save face

18:50 “now. You’re free to go and find your own path.” a hippie to the end. But also you literally told them how to behave for their formative years, you can’t just turn them loose and tell them to figure it out with no guidance when all you’ve done the past however many years is boss them around with an iron fist and bloody rage

19:15 “the door is open. Please. Discover who you are.” whaaaaat

19:29 what am I watching 😂

19:38 “YOUR PHILOSOPHY WILL LIVE ON!” “EVEN WITHOUT YOU!” and just like that the cult lives another day

20:20 well that is unsettling

20:25 ….she did finish an impressive portion of the puzzle though

20:31 “im responsible for this” yeah no shit

20:48 did they just. Take markers to the wall 😂 😂

21:44 I hope this means they’re all going to write shitty poetry insulting themselves in an attempt to make her laugh

22:06 “and as the people she cares about most in this world-”

22:29 this feels very similar to trying to communicate with someone who’s unresponsive in a hospital bed

22:37 “despite the relentless crabbiness, we actually all love spending time with you” awwww stopppp

22:49 remember that time you broke the whisperer with your brain?” we don't remember that actually, enlighten us. Sticky 😂

23:11 “we love you.” dawwwww

23:18 “we’re not making her happy. We’re annoying her.” what’s funny is she’s probably right lol. Spoken like a true former roommate

23:41 pleeease let this lead to insulting poetry. This reminds me so much of season 1 with Reynie trying to get Curtain to laugh himself to sleep with corny jokes

23:55 so is like one blink a sign that she’s coming back online lol

24:19 I find it hilarious that Kate is not only acknowledging her emotional dependency to her bucket but also encouraging Constance to make a dig at it. Funniest thing to come from this so far

24:20 is the twitching supposed to be a good sign orrrr

24:30 Constance is my favorite rhyming poet lol

24:48 I want to watch them dramatically recite poetry for the next hour, thank you

25:01 The enthusiasm 😂 😂 also she’s like fully short-circuiting now lol

25:13 he does love a good sweater vest

25:20 I cannot believe that worked

25:28 AWWWW SHE’S SO HAPPY SHE CAN DENY IT ALL SHE WANTS BUT LOOK AT THAT SWEET FACE

25:50 “thank you for saying goodbye before abandoning us again.” idk how many times I have to say this but she reminds me of my mother and that’s really not good

25:52 “is it really abandonment if you say goodbye?” okay but the way he was immediately shut down makes me upset

26:35 they have so much unresolved tension

26:53 again, they have so much unresolved tension

27:15 leadership role how?? They’re already there dude lol

27:27 “we would love to.” “in about.. 5 weeks.” LMAO WHAT ARE THEY PLOTTING

27:39 nerd 😂 he is adorable

27:47 “let’s go see Madge.” awwww

27:53 “okay. I was a little needy.” im so glad he’s talking this through

28:02 “I’ve got two places.”

28:19 everyone load on into the truck again, definitely not a traffic violation

28:32 oh hey, 5 weeks later! We can find out what Rhonda and Number Two had planned!

28:40 VICTORYYYYY

28:42 STOP THEY’RE SO CUTE

28:45 STOOOOOP I CANT WITH THEM, CELEBRATE QUEENS

28:50 I love that she has a bike helmet, I hope she casually rides a motorcycle places

29:14 HE’S VISITING STICKY AKDJFKJSHF

29:06 HE GOT LETTERS FROM EVERYONE

29:16 I get that its a special effect but the lava still looks cool

29:32 a few things:

they’re too damn cute

Kate has no reason to not know what a llama is now

I hope this means they took in the llamas that were previously in the compound

29:47 “you asked for a letter. This fulfills that request.” love to see Reynie voicing his needs to his friends, and love to see Constance being herself lol

29:59 LMAO FOR ANOTHER SWEATER

30:11 tell me that’s the same puzzle

30:17 his sweater is adorable btw

30:29 “then maybe.. Maybe you can find out where I come from?” ohhh my gosh, first of all referring to her past as a puzzle?? Second of all YES BABY GIRL.

30:38 ….theyre 51? Huh?? How does that work with the timeline. I feel like it fucks with the timeline

30:51 “I’m joining the society.” weird. Weird and without base.

30:57 Is it Garrison? Or maybe a Violet cameo? Probably not that but a girl can dream.

30:57 “turns out, we have a sister.” they’re pulling a Thor: Ragnarok on us. Or maybe a BBC Sherlock.

30:57 We have strayed so far from God.

31:15 that’s it?? They’re just going to leave it there??? You’ve got to be kidding. No way they just pulled the secret sibling card. For the SECOND TIME. and this time it’s not even canon.

I’m speechless. This show took a hard turn, then just kept driving that way LOL. what a way to go out… All I can say is I hope the show’s renewed, if only to see their wild ass narrative finished.

For some quick final thoughts, I think this season is conflicting for me. TPJ is probably my favorite of the books, and at the beginning of the season I was kind of enjoying it more than season 1. Now, they’ve gone SO far off the beaten path, the story is barely recognizable. How will they continue if it does get renewed? Now, we’ve got a New Badder Bitch sister, Curtain moving in for whatever reason (WITHOUT HIS SON???? WHERE IS THIS WALKABOUT), and Constance showing interest in her past. I think this season suffered because of shorter episodes, and probably a lower budget- not to mention them going wildly off-script with the plot. I wanted to like it so much more than I did, which is sad.

Maybe the real SQ was the friends we made along the way.

All that said, there were some really great moments, and I’m interested to see how the season holds up watching it all back to back with context.

Happy end of the season everybody!! I’m about to go on a reblogging spree for the last couple episodes, but everything should be tagged so it’ll be easy to blacklist if you need to. Let me know what you guys thought!!

#a two-way street #mbs liveblog #mbs disney+ s2 #the mysterious benedict society #charity's talkies

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Thanks for all the spaceship pix. Are you strictly stereo out at the end? No multitrack edits after the fact? I'd love to know more about how oops was made. It's something I can't stop coming back to after 20 years. I'm sure I read somewhere ages ago that you made it on impulse tracker and I always wondered how the hell you recorded the guitar stuff and got loops in time in primative tracker world. It makes more sense now to see that you were using cubase to sequence.

Okay so all of Oops was recorded in a dorm room on a Dell desktop.. I had a low-end 2in-2out interface (I can't exactly remember the brand but it was a blue 1u and maybe the brand had something to do with water or waves?) but I didn't own a real mic so all the guitar was recorded with a little plastic mic that came with the computer that plugged into a minijack input on the back of the computer.

The process was the same as what I did for most of Role Model-- download packs of drum machine samples, DSP them in Cool Edit Pro, send them to Akai S2000 sampler (via MIDI somehow) and then sequence the basic synth parts (Nord lead 2) in Cubase..

Then, when I recorded the hardware, I would solo every individual riff or passage or loop or w/e, and record them individually. I don't know if Cool Edit Pro' s multitrack editor didn't have a grid or I just didn't know how to turn it on, but I would then go DSP all over the recorded parts, calculate (to 3 decimal places) how many seconds 2 or 4 bars would be at the BPM I had used in Cubase, and collage/arrange everything in Cool Edit with 1 track of a blank .wav file at that calculated length copy & pasted on the first track as a reference to help keep everything lined up in time.

(Probably should also note that, at this time, all my software and plug-ins were warez, which appeared to be the case for every nearly other IDM producer I met. I think I remember Keith Whitman telling me on his Hotline server that he paid for Digital Performer 4, and I imagine the Bay Area scene guys weren't pirating Cycling74 stuff but I also imagine they were getting discounts or promo copies or something...)

But in the last uh, ~dozen? years or so I've had multi-input breakout boxes so I could "jam" with the hardware and record individual tracks live simultaneously and then edit from there. Though the "Spell for Ascending" ep was a straight Stereo-Out-from-Mackie-1202 situation, cuz I got a reel-to-reel off Craigslist (from a veteran who had used it to listen to music in Vietnam!) and was jamming with Dr660 drum machine going into the left channel and FS1r going into the right channel. Oh, and Manumit Me, "Secs Tape" and Prosperity were all hardware jams recorded to 4 track cassette and then I'd record 2 separate stereo track mixdowns to the computer, usually with 1 mix all the percussion and 1 everything else, so I could do some monkeying and muting with different parts that way.

#cex #shop talk #i dom machines

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wonniesmile · 3 years

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❥ playground! (ep. 1)

⤷ ellie’s moments in playground episode 1! (ft. txt <3)

⤷ bulletpoint format !

⤷ read ep. 2 here!

ellie was like...extremely nervous.

not only was it one of the first variety shows they were ever filming, but with TXT TOO??

she has been a massive fan of theirs since debut and she was quite literally starstruck seeing them in person.

they met backstage before the recording and she couldn’t move a muscle.

if you asked her to recall what happened before filming, i could guarantee you she wouldn’t be able to.

(she might have the tiniest crush on mr. choi beomgyu and the members tease her for it relentlessly.)

had to freestyle dance in front of everyone and could not keep a straight face bcs she was so nervous.

“she’s so cute!” (said by yeonjun himself)

at that point the poor girl’s heart almost stopped.

“i want ellie on my team!” (said by yeonjun yet again)

thinks her life flashed before her eyes at that very moment.

hey...do u remember when i mentioned her tiny crush on beomgyu? yep! as it turns out...jay actually forced her hands up for his team when picking groups!

great job jay! (from me of course...ellie was mad)

anyways, she tried pulling it back down, but obviously she gave up after remembering how strong he was lol.

so here she was...standing next to the one and only choi beomgyu...face literally tomato red (good thing makeup is a thing!)

“hey ellie-” , “don’t talk to me rn.”

that was her conversation with jay by the way, she was mad (at least on the outside, her heart was pounding very heavily on the inside).

“hi! i’m beomgyu, and you’re ellie right?”

oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.

he knows her NAME? HER DAMN NAME.

alright, ellie calm tf down.

“yeah! i’m a big fan of you guys!”

why in the hell would you say that? are you literally stupid-

“aw thank you! you’re very good at dancing, we should collab sometime!”

...

what?

no.

there’s no way that just-

wait...

come again?

“wh-? oh- uh- u-”

“she’d love to collaborate!”

thanks jungwon, she owes you one.

“yeah! what he said!”

good god, that was the most embarrassing thing she has ever experienced in her life.

back to the actual show, they were put into desks.

ellie tried sitting in between jungwon and taehyun, but of course, jay being the literal devil he is, forced ellie to sit next to beomgyu.

jungwon giggled and she gave him a death stare.

was red the entire time.

kinda carried the group, along with mr. yang.

knew all the questions during the quizzes and beomgyu would compliment her each time.

i think her ego went straight through the roof every time gyu complimented her.

she would make eye contact with sunoo from across the room and they’d both start laughing their butts off.

“why are you laughing so hard?” (jungwon)

“oh its nothing.” she says this as she wipes the tears from her eyes.

after the quiz missions, they had to do the blindfold challenge.

jay (being the annoying ass he is) tried to get ellie to do it with beomgyu, but she didn’t budge.

“you know you want to ellie~” (jay in a mocking tone)

“shut up.”

ended up doing it with jungwon.

giggled so much at the feeling.

held jungwons hands bcs she was “scared”.

“WHAT IS THIS.”

it was cold and- “HARMONICA!”

ellie won the round (as she most def should)

then it was time for the tennis game shat.

OH GOD. what a game.

they went second, after ni-ki, sunoo, yeonjun, and heeseung’s team, so they had time to prepare.

made “small talk” with beomgyu.

(it was literally just her blushing, nodding, and staring in awe the whole time, but beomgyu didn’t seem to mind.)

got really immersed in the game being played in front of them and started clapping every time the other team failed.

sucked at the game (oops).

they almost came in last, but thankfully, she had good teammates.

tripped on her own foot like 80,946 times, suprised she didn’t break a bone.

she would hear one of her members laugh from the sideline and she’d have to try so hard not to laugh.

the next game was ~easy~ as stated by ellie.

“we are the one!” beomgyu said in english, made ellie burst into laughter.

first word was crab, she got that one right (or at least the majority of her teammates picked the same one as her (majority=jungwon and taehyun)

if she was being honest, her team sucked at the game.

its alright though, it was fun.

she liked watching the other teams fail, it was so entertaining to her.

“JAKE ISN’T DOING THE SAME HAND!”

got really defensive for some odd reason.

others found it adorable.

sadly, the episode had to end there.

but THANKFULLY, they were gonna shoot more.

she said her ending ment. and threw finger hearts at the camera.

after the shooting for the first ep. ended, she became close to huening (after finding out he brought his nintendo switch).

they played for so long in the dressing room.

won every time...yep.

“WHY ARE YOU SO GOOD?” (this is hyuka as ellie is absolutely crushing his dreams)

“i dont know, hai.” (ellie with the biggest smug smile on her face)

“its her secret talent.” (heeseung mentions next to her)

“everyone, get ready for the next shoot!”

“darn, let’s play again later!” hyuka says.

ellie nods her head so aggressively (it legitimately almost snapped).

that pretty much sums up the first episode!

(someoneee got a little jealous with the whole beomgyu and ellie ordeal, but i wont name names rn...figure it out for yourself ;))

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Narcos Fic: Old Habits Die Hard (Chap. 4)

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13, Chapter 14, Chapter 15, Chapter 16, Chapter 17, Chapter 18, Chapter 19, Chapter 20, Chapter 21, Chapter 22, Chapter 23, Chapter 24

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Pairing: Javier Peña x Horacio Carrillo

Words: 6,729

Summary: Set loosely during La Gran Metira and La Catedral (season 1, eps 8 and 9), a series of catastrophic events have devastating consequences for Horacio and Javier.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY. Canon-typical violence and the discussions thereof, lots and lots of angst (sorry, it had to be done!), swearing, smoking, some alcohol abuse, a handful of vague suggestive sexual references but no smut.

Notes: Well this turned out to be bigger than any of the previous chapters (oops), so it took me longer than anticipated. I considered splitting it in two, but think it flows better as one. I feel a bit bad for the sheer amount of angst going on here, but I promise it will get better for them both...eventually 😉 Thanks again to anyone who has stuck with this so far, either on AO3 or Tumblr ❤️ I aim to get on with chapter 5 a bit quicker now some of my other WIPs are done and dusted!

Whilst obviously I do not own Narcos or its characters, please do not copy, re-post, or plagiarize this fic in any capacity on this or other platforms. If you wish to create any fan works inspired by it, please provide a credit or send me a message if in doubt.

Chapter 4: Consequences

Horacio’s adrenaline surged as the doors to the derelict building that they had traced the hostages to smashed open, gunfire echoing off the walls and ringing in his ears. Yet Javier’s parting words over his radio – “Keep safe” – resounded louder than any amount of ammunition ever could.

Several of his men moved ahead of him, as they stalked the narrow corridors in unison; every footstep amplified and matching the rhythm of Horacio’s pounding heart. His eyes were laser-focused, his finger hovering on the trigger, more than ready to release when required.

Shots rang out from around the corner, bringing down the men in front of Horacio and leaving him as the first line of defence. He instinctively flattened himself against the wall and not a moment too soon, as more bullets skimmed passed him.

He continued forward once the onslaught ceased, his gun leading the way like a sixth sense. A bullet ricocheted off the open doorway centimetres from his head. In retaliation, his quick reflexes aimed his weapon in the direction of the source of the shot and his finger pulled the trigger.

Horacio heard the familiar heavy thud of a body hitting the floor as he moved further into the room, but before he could celebrate a job well done, he noticed the wardrobe in the corner.

The dark stained wood had noticeable bullet holes in it and the door stood slightly ajar. He gulped as he pulled it open, his worst fears confirmed in an instant. Diana Turbay had been concealed in the wardrobe and was now dead.

“Guys, we have a problem,” he confessed over his radio, whilst numbly staring down at the ground.

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One stray bullet was all it took to inadvertently give Escobar everything he wanted, setting in motion an unstoppable chain of spiralling events. President Gaviria had no choice but to give into his demands by granting him permission to incarcerate himself and his men in their own ‘jail’, along with there being a Congress vote on abolishing extradition that was virtually certain to pass. Horacio also received a cease-and-desist order advising him that no further ops were to be allowed on Escobar and Search Bloc were to be disbanded after he officially surrendered.

Javier hadn’t heard anything from Horacio in the aftermath. His calls went unanswered and he’d even stopped by the Carlos Holguín School, but found his office empty. He tracked down Trujillo, who informed him that no one had seen Horacio since the raid. The official line was he was sick, but both Trujillo and Javier suspected otherwise.

As a last resort, Javier drove to Horacio’s apartment. If he wasn’t here, he had no idea what the hell to do.

He knocked several times, but there was no response. “Horacio? Are you in there? Please, I just want to make sure you’re okay.”

He had just turned on his heel to leave after his last-ditch attempt when he heard the locking mechanisms shifting on the other side of the door.

Javier spun round to be met with a very dishevelled Colonel. The dark circles under his eyes and red rims around his pupils gave away the sleep deprivation and overreliance on alcohol, not to mention how out of place the several days’ old scruff looked on a man who was usually very meticulous about keeping a tidy appearance. The sight made Javier’s chest ache.

“Can I come in?”

Horacio remained silent for a moment, before simply nodding and opening the door wider to allow Javier to follow him inside. The blinds were drawn and no lights were on, leaving them stood in a murky gloom that mirrored Horacio’s mood perfectly.

Javier took one look at the almost-empty whiskey bottle and overflowing ashtray on the coffee table with a knowing recognition and understanding. “When did you last eat? And I mean a proper meal.” He figured he’d deal with the easier, practical questions before attempting to address anything else.

Horacio was barely able to meet Javier’s eye as he leaned on the arm of the couch. “I dunno, a couple of days ago maybe.”

“Why don’t I fix us something whilst you have a shower?”

“Javier, I’m not a child. And I don’t deserve your sympathy either.”

“Who said anything about sympathy? It’s just some food and a shower.” Javier raised his hands in a truce as he spoke, although Horacio didn’t look convinced.

Despite his misgivings, Horacio did feel disgusting wallowing around in the same set of clothes and the arrival of Javier into his apartment had made him even more self-conscious about it, so he took his advice and made his way to the bathroom.

He wasn’t sure how long he plunged his head underneath the faucet, letting the heat of the water and the rising steam temporarily wipe his mind of all thought, as he braced his arms against the cool tiles. It would have been too easy to stay under it indefinitely, but the temperature was gradually turning lukewarm and the smell of cooking was beginning to stir pangs of hunger in him that he hadn’t felt for days.

After shaving and putting on fresh, clean clothes, he joined Javier in the kitchen; at least he looked more presentable now, even if his heart still felt like a lead weight. They silently ate the thrown together meal Javier had conjured up using whatever edible items he could find in the fridge. Nothing remotely fancy, but the gesture wasn’t lost on Horacio, even though he was the last person in the world who deserved to have dinner made for him by his…whatever Javier was to him by this point, he still couldn’t say. They’d never had a proper conversation about it; they’d somehow just fallen into a routine with each other whenever they got the opportunity, but they never really talked about it and Horacio knew better than to ask.

But now, he didn’t know where they stood for entirely different reasons. The raid had consequences for the DEA as well as the people of Colombia and even though it wasn’t his way, he knew how much Javier had been in favour of extradition. For the Americans to have that option taken away from them, he hadn’t been sure Javier would even want to see him again.

Once they’d eaten and tidied up somewhat, they wound up on the couch, mouths exploring and bodies entwined, yet neither eager to take it further. Javier eventually sat up to light a cigarette, expecting Horacio to follow suit, but Horacio only shifted his head up enough for it to rest in Javier’s lap, surprising them both in equal measures.

Javier hesitated, unsure what he was supposed to do, or rather what Horacio wanted him to do. He’d never seen him like this before and was much more accustomed to their roles being reversed. He inhaled on his cigarette with one hand, whilst slowly allowing his other to make contact with Horacio’s hair.

The hitch in Horacio’s breath at the sudden touch was audible, but he relaxed as Javier stroked his fingers lightly through his thick, dark locks. Javier felt the weight of Horacio melt into his thighs the more he worked across his head, allowing his fingertips to gently massage his scalp, as Horacio’s breathing gradually deepened. Javier continued until he was sure Horacio had drifted off to sleep; relieved that he had finally managed to get some rest.

Horacio awoke an hour or so later to find Javier dozing above him, his arm resting at Horacio’s hip. He sat up slowly, the movement displacing Javier and jolting him awake.

“Sorry,” Horacio muttered groggily. “Think we might be more comfortable in bed though.”

A drowsy, crooked smile crossed Javier’s lips, as his arm came up to cradle his neck, moving it from side to side in an attempt to shake out the achiness that had set in from slouching at an awkward angle. “I think you might be right.”

They moved to Horacio’s bedroom, undressing whilst still bleary-eyed before climbing under the sheets. Without exchanging a word, Javier lay behind Horacio, his arms sliding around his waist and pulling him flush against his own body; their forms moulding together with such ease and familiarity despite this being new territory for them.

“I’m sorry,” Horacio whispered into the darkness.

Javier rested against Horacio’s shoulder, placing delicate kisses across bare skin. “For what?”

“You know what. For all of this. For everything. I know it affects you and your work as well.”

“It wasn’t your fault, Horacio.”

“Oh yeah? Try telling that to Diana Turbay’s family.”

“It was a tragic accident. You weren’t to know, and it could have happened to anyone. This is on Escobar, okay? All of it. Not you or your men. Don’t ever forget that.”

Horacio didn’t respond but nuzzled his head back against Javier in acknowledgement, no further words necessary.

Despite the gnawing guilt he currently carried, it was out of the question that Horacio could ever forget to blame that piece of shit. He couldn’t be allowed to keep getting away with it. How many more lives would be destroyed because of him, especially now Search Bloc were no more? Something had to be done, and many of his men were of the same opinion. Many who had experienced the effects of Escobar’s brutality first-hand. They had to strike him in a way he’d never see coming, and Horacio had just the Achilles heel in mind.

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The next day, Horacio returned to work having successfully maintained his cover story, apart from amongst those that knew him best, of course.

Steve joined Javier in Medellín to meet with Horacio and Javier had to apply his best poker face whilst Horacio informed them about the disbanding of Search Bloc. Guilt rose up in Javier’s chest as Steve reacted to the news; whilst Javier could do nothing but lean against a filing cabinet, arms folded and eyes cast down to the floor, unable to raise them to meet Steve’s for the vast majority of the conversation and only speaking up to assure Horacio that they would continue to pass on any intel reports they received.

“Javi, you gotta cool it with that shit. They know we’ve been helpin’. One more and we’re out,” Steve warned.

Steve may have had a point, but there was no way Javier wasn’t going to help. There was no way he could sit back and do nothing given everything Horacio had sacrificed, given the state he’d been in last night. Not that Steve could ever know about any of that, obviously. Javier was also aware how fruitless it was to attempt to talk Horacio out of plans like this. He couldn’t deny he was worried about what the potential consequences from his next move could be, but as usual Javier was compelled to follow, justifying it to himself that doing so was an act of rebellion rather than one of service.

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In an ironic twist of fate aided by the Cali cartel and the Ochoas, Escobar’s Achilles heel fell right into Horacio’s lap. It was a long shot to expect Gustavo Gaviria to give up his cousin, even under duress and beaten black and blue. Realistically, Horacio knew that he never would and, in some ways, he didn’t care. It was a minor inconvenience, in the grand scheme of things. Regardless, it was a major blow to Escobar, on a personal and a business level. Whilst he would have preferred Gustavo to lead them straight to Pablo and make all of their lives easier, the alternative worked just fine for him too.

“Colonel, they’re gonna make us pay for this,” Trujillo cautioned as they stood over Gustavo’s bloodied body.

Trujillo was right; they probably would one day, but the adrenaline coursing through Horacio’s veins combined with his steadfast tunnel vision numbed him to the potential repercussions. Much like when they had been on the tail of Gacha, failure wasn’t an option. He was running out of time and opportunities with Escobar’s imminent incarceration and he had no idea what the future held for him, either.

It had crossed his mind multiple times that he could be disciplined, transferred or demoted, but he’d had to do something. He was more than used to putting his own needs on the backburner; he just hoped Javier would understand if there was severe blowback one day. He was tired of being put in impossible situations, but it was his duty to seek vengeance for the likes of Trujillo and Lastia, along with countless others who had suffered at the hands of the cartel and he couldn’t walk away now they had come this far.

His bed felt cold and empty that night as he restlessly tossed and turned, a cautionary reminder of what his life had been like for as long as he could remember before Javier. The only comfort was the pillow next to him that still had traces of Javier embedded in it. He shamelessly buried his nose into the soft material, the grounding scent quietening his racing mind and eventually nudging him towards sleep.

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Almost a fortnight passed before they were reunited, when Horacio was needed back in Bogotá for a string of meetings at the Embassy. The trip brought about mixed emotions; on one hand, he was desperate to see Javier again, but on the other, he was due to meet with his superiors – presumably to discuss recent events – and he had a bad feeling he was about to be on the receiving end of some less than complimentary feedback.

Trujillo had done as Horacio asked in covering up Gustavo’s demise and had filed the report to say he died in a shoot-out with the police, but he wasn’t convinced the higher-ups bought it. Combined with the Diana Turbay incident, Horacio knew he was on thin ice and wasn’t looking forward to having to explain himself to superiors who spent their lives safely hiding behind polished desks and paperwork.

The meeting turned out to be every bit as excruciating and infuriating as Horacio predicted it would be. He really didn’t care for justifying himself to bureaucrats who had no idea what it was like being in the thick of it day in, day out, especially with the limited budget and dated weapons they had to work with, never mind the rife corruption amongst his peers. They would never understand. He had to bite his tongue when he was issued with a written warning, although he later scrunched up the letter in disgust, swearing under his breath as he stormed off.

A combination of frustration from Horacio’s bad day and the fact he and Javier had been apart for a while led to an explosion of tension at Javier’s apartment that evening and it was exactly what was needed. They lay breathless underneath Javier’s sheets in the aftermath; sweaty, satisfied and relieved to be together.

“Think I’ve worked up an appetite after that,” Javier panted, now wishing he’d grabbed more than a liquid breakfast and a snack for lunch.

“Let’s go out, then.”

“What, you mean, like…on a date?”

Horacio couldn’t help rolling his eyes at the sudden alarm on Javier’s face. “Javier, we’ve been fucking for months and no one suspects a thing. I think it’ll be okay if we share a meal together.”

“Fair point,” Javier conceded with a shrug of his shoulders.

Once they’d both showered – a distracting activity in itself when they were sharing – and dressed, they headed out to a bistro not far from Javier’s apartment. Javier noticed a nervous flutter gripping his stomach as they sat down at a dimly lit table on the quieter side of the room. Not that there was anything particularly conspicuous about two work colleagues grabbing a bite to eat, but that didn’t stop him briefly scanning the room just to double check that no one was watching. Of course, the other diners were far too engrossed in their own parties and meals to pay the slightest bit of attention to them and he willed himself to relax as the waitress brought menus over and took their order.

It wasn’t just being in public like this that made Javier nervous, though. Whilst Horacio’s suggestion had partly been a practical one, seen as they were both here and in need of food, it had the potential to signify a great deal more. A fact both men were keenly aware of, even if they hadn’t had the courage to broach the subject. The precise nature of their relationship was starting to become the elephant in the room that they apparently would rather deal with tonight by knocking back whiskey harder than was strictly necessary.

“You seemed tense when you showed up at mine earlier, did everything go okay this afternoon?” Javier enquired once they had finished their food.

“Not really. They congratulated me on my recent successes by issuing me with a written warning.” Horacio scoffed, unable to hide the bitterness from his voice.

“Shit. Is that as bad as it sounds?”

“Well, it’s not good, let’s put it that way.”

“You need to tread carefully then.”

Horacio took another long, calculated sip of his drink. “I know.”

“I’m serious, Horacio. Please be careful.” Javier pinned Horacio with a heavy look, not needing to say anything further for Horacio to understand the full weight behind one simple sentence. Please don’t get fired. Please don’t get hurt. Please don’t leave me here to deal with all of this without you.

Their eyes stayed connected, only broken by the sound of Horacio’s phone ringing.

Javier couldn’t tell who it was from the limited words he overheard, but he picked up something about La Dispensaria before Horacio hung up.

“Guess who that was?” Horacio asked, as Javier looked at him expectantly, waiting for more details whilst he tapped the ashes from his cigarette into the tray between them. “Your partner. He just gave me a great gift. Poison.”

“Well shit. How did that come about?”

“One of the CIA’s fly-overs by the sounds of it.”

“Do you need me to do anything?”

“That depends on Murphy. Think he can handle it?”

“Yeah, I do. Just give him a chance, okay?”

“If you say so,” Horacio replied sceptically, but going along with it anyway for Javier’s sake. “I better be going. Sorry.” A sheepish look crept into Horacio’s features, feeling somewhat guilty considering it was his suggestion to come here in the first place and now he was leaving Javier to pick up the bill.

“It’s fine, although you’re paying next time.”

“So, there’s gonna be a next time?”

“Maybe,” Javier answered coyly, although his face rapidly fell into a more serious expression as Horacio stood up to leave. “Listen, just remember what I said.”

“I know. See you later.”

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Javier wasn’t sure what time he got back to his apartment, nor how many drink refills he’d had at the bistro before calling it a night. He collapsed on the sofa, closing his eyes in an attempt to ease the dizziness. The unshakeable fear that something had gone wrong suspended him somewhere between sleep and wake as he lay in a drunken stupor. They’d talked often of sailing close to the wind, but he really did worry Horacio was this time. The situation with Gustavo in particular was bound to catch up with him one day. Escobar was very much an eye-for-an-eye sort of a man and Javier couldn’t imagine him letting Horacio get away with assisting in the murder of his cousin. It was personal between them now and it made Javier’s blood run cold to think just how dangerous and out of control things could get.

No matter how much Javier understood why Horacio operated the way he did, he knew how it worked here. If there was any hint of bad PR, or if the right people deemed a shake-up to be politically convenient, Horacio would be gone. Same went for him and Steve. They were all just cogs in the machine, but Horacio was a man on a mission. He didn’t give a fuck about the conventions of bureaucracy when it was him and his men going toe-to-toe with the scumbags who had killed dozens of their families, friends and colleagues. He burned too fiercely and brightly to be tamed and anyone who tried to get in his way would be scorched and you couldn’t say they weren’t warned. He included himself in that.

He had half-hoped Horacio would stop by his apartment again, but accepted that was increasingly unlikely as the early signs of dawn began to emerge; the streetlights below the window extinguishing themselves and the subtle sound of birdsong indicating the gradual transition from night to day.

He wouldn’t have even noticed he’d dropped off if it wasn’t for being startled awake by the phone ringing. It was Steve, who had just arrived on the scene at La Dispensaria. Poison, Lizard and Big Badmouth were all dead. Javier breathed a deep sigh of relief at the news, although got the distinct impression Steve was withholding something from him, but decided he’d have to deal with that later. For now, he was content with the knowledge they’d made significant progress and tried hard to push aside the nagging sense of dread for the time being.

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It was late morning by the time Javier emerged from his apartment and not before downing painkillers and a large mug of coffee. There was no sign of Horacio at the Embassy when he arrived and Javier wasn’t even sure if he was still in Bogotá, or if he had already flown back to Medellín. He thought it strange he’d not been in touch at all though and alarm bells were starting to ring in his head.

Javier’s concerns were only validated further when he caught up with Steve. “So, I hear congratulations are in order,” he offered as he approached Steve’s desk, although it quickly became apparent he was in no mood to celebrate.

“Oh yeah, Javi, I’m such a fuckin’ hero,” Steve scoffed as he threw what appeared to be a handful of freshly developed photos across his desk towards Javier.

Javier scooped the photos up and leafed through them. They were images from the crime scene at La Dispensaria; three of them were of the dead sicarios, along with a fourth shot of a young woman Javier didn’t recognise. More collateral damage, he assumed. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Javier stared down at the photo for several seconds. “You need to shred these,” he instructed as he slid them back across the desk, before making to leave. He paused on the threshold of the doorway and turned to face Steve. “Do you know if Carrillo is still around?” He tried to ask as nonchalantly as he could manage in the circumstances, again relying on Steve being too distracted to question his sudden interest in the Colonel’s whereabouts.

“Yeah, he should be about somewhere. Try his office.” Steve pointed in the general direction of Horacio’s office, but still stared blankly at the photos in front of him.

“Right, thanks,” Javier replied vaguely, before leaving Steve to brood in peace.

He had stopped by Horacio’s office earlier, but the door was locked and the lights were off. He tried again and found the same, but given what he now knew, he gently knocked as well this time.

“Hey, are you in there? It’s me,” he all but whispered, not wanting to attract attention if he really was in hiding.

Much like the day he’d visited Horacio’s apartment, he heard the click of the lock on the other side of the door and let himself in, swiftly shutting it behind him and re-locking it.

He turned around to be met with the alarming sight of Horacio sitting back down at his desk with an open bottle of whiskey in one hand and a glass in the other.

“What the fuck is going on?” Javier was unable to disguise the wobble in his voice as the looming sense of dread he’d tried to keep at bay was in danger of consuming him.

“They’re sending me to Spain. My superiors say I play too rough,” Horacio explained, not beating around the bush and confirming Javier’s worst fears. “It’s okay, you can say I told you so.” He let out a hollow laugh as he drained the amber liquid from his glass, before immediately refilling it.

Javier stood frozen in silence like a statue as Horacio’s words sunk in. Despite how much he’d worried about this very scenario happening, he couldn’t believe it was real; preferring to imagine he was still passed out on his couch and this was all a terrible nightmare.

“When?”

“Tomorrow is my last night in Medellín.”

“Right…well I guess that’s that then,” Javier replied dumbly following a prolonged silence, his brain shutting down as though it had been deprived of oxygen; the walls closing in on him, compressing and crushing his chest and his stupid fucking heart. He had to get out, to get away. He couldn’t look at Horacio, couldn’t talk or think, so he did the only thing he’d ever really known when it came to this area of his life. He bolted out of the door as fast as he could, leaving Horacio to drown his sorrows alone.

Horacio stood up with a sigh to re-lock the door, before sitting back down at his desk; head in his hands as he ran his fingers despairingly through his hair and pulled harshly at the strands in frustration. Everything hurt, despite the numerous measures of alcohol he’d thrown back in a bid to numb the pain. It was an all-consuming physical and mental torment, one that he’d administered to others plenty of times in order to get them to talk and one he couldn’t help but think he’d somehow ended up inflicting on himself. He would have said or done anything to be free of it if he could, but his fate was sealed now and it was too late. The damage was done and it appeared to have cost him everything.

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The next 24 hours passed in a daze; the pain now replaced with a hollow numbness that had spread throughout Javier’s body and weighed him down to the point of inertia. In a further cruel twist, he and Steve had been scheduled to fly to Medellín regardless of recent developments and seen as Horacio’s news wasn’t yet common knowledge, Javier realised they would still have to make the trip anyway.

He was silent for most of the flight, feigning sleep when Steve attempted to make conversation. It was bad enough he had to keep all of this from his partner, but he couldn’t deal with casual chat on top of all of the lies. He was trying to hold it together, but Steve wasn’t stupid and Javier figured sooner or later he’d be throwing awkward questions his way if he didn’t get a grip of himself.

Once they’d landed, they made their way to the Carlos Holguín School to find Horacio packing his belongings up in boxes and avoiding Javier’s gaze. It was the only way Horacio could deal with this without making things awkward and potentially obvious to Murphy. He’d gotten damn good at compartmentalising his life over the years, so why change a habit of a lifetime now?

Javier’s stomach violently lurched as he fought down the urge to retch and he had no idea how he was going to get through the next few minutes. He couldn’t look directly at Horacio for too long, but a quick glance confirmed how worse for wear he was. Dark circles and puffy eyes with an uneven smattering of stubble. If Javier didn’t know any better, he could have sworn the reflection from the brash artificial lights gave away the tell-tale glassy sheen on his pupils. He had to look away at this point, fixating instead on his right hand, which had been twitching in his lap since he’d sat down in front of Horacio’s desk. Not that it really was his desk anymore.

Javier sat wordlessly as Horacio filled Steve in, thankful for the conversation moving on to Escobar. Horacio passed around aerial shots from the Colombian military, showing Escobar had built himself a soccer field at his so-called ‘jail’. A bitter laugh escaped Javier’s throat, the only kind he could imagine himself capable of from now on. Despite everything they had been through and all the sicarios they had taken down, Escobar had still managed to pull off something of a victory and one of the people he feared the most was conveniently being sent away.

“Let’s face it, he won,” Horacio concluded with a resigned sigh and it was hard for Javier or Steve to disagree.

They eventually left Horacio to finish his packing in order to follow up on several leads on the aerial photos. They needed to find more proof that Escobar was violating the terms of his surrender and they had to find something fast for everyone’s sake.

Javier yet again found himself lying to Steve to cover his tracks, telling him he was having a goodbye drink with Horacio before meeting up with a ‘friend’. To Steve, that meant only one thing and he’d just laughed and rolled his eyes, not needing to know any more details as he’d heard more than enough stories to last him a lifetime about Javier’s fondness for brothels.

As Javier pulled up at the airport to drop Steve off for his flight back to Bogotá, Steve paused as he was getting out of the car, stooping down and leaning his head towards Javier.

“Listen Javi, is everythin’ alright? You’ve been moodier than usual lately even by your standards,” Steve asked, studying Javier’s face for any hints, but he drew a blank.

“Steve, I’m fine. Honestly. Just wiped out and fucked off with all this jail bullshit.” Deflection towards safer territory was all Javier had up his sleeve at this point, and even that was an effort when all he wanted was to be left alone.

“Tell me about it. It’s a fuckin’ sham. I’m sorry about Carrillo too. I know we haven’t, er, always seen eye-to-eye, but I know you guys are close.”

Javier froze, his stomach flip-flopping as he waited to see where this was going.

“Raise a glass to him from me. See you tomorrow and oh, have fun with your friend.” Steve winked before shutting the car door and allowing Javier to breathe a sigh of relief that his secret was still safe.

It was tempting to drive straight back to help Horacio clear out his things, but Javier wasn’t ready to face him yet. Instead, he drove to a secluded spot a short way out of town that he came to sometimes to clear his mind. He parked up and lit a cigarette, leaning back against the head rest as he exhaled and scrunching his eyes tightly shut in a bid to halt the hot prickling sensation in its tracks, but it was no use. It was all too much and he was too exhausted and broken to fight it any longer. He opened his eyes and finally let the tears fall.

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Horacio spent the rest of the afternoon clearing his office and saying goodbye to his men, before driving back to his apartment to start packing; although, he had surprisingly few possessions given how long he’d lived here. He’d never liked the fuss of nick-nacks about the place and most of his wardrobe consisted of neatly pressed uniforms, khakis and polo shirts, which didn’t take long to put in a suitcase. He supposed that’s what coming from a long line of police officers instilled in a person and his father had certainly been a stickler for a regimented lifestyle.

As his thoughts drifted to his father, he instinctively reached under the collar of his shirt and clasped his fingers around the silver chain that rested there, before rolling his thumb over the crucifix pendant that hung from it. He held the cool metal in his hand for several moments, realising it was one of a few items of sentimental value he had left these days, along with some old family photo albums.

He noted with a painful twinge that he didn’t have any recent pictures of his family; largely due to the fact his mother had moved to the south to be nearer to his sister and her family, although he was eternally grateful they were far away from all of this. He didn’t have the heart to fill them in on what had been going on lately, preferring them to maintain the image they had of him as some sort of local hero, even though that couldn’t be further from the truth.

He was pulled back to the present by a knock at the door, his heart leaping to his throat knowing full well who it would be.

“Hey,” Javier weakly offered as he stood looking hangdog in the doorway.

“Hey,” Horacio echoed back, the resignation heavy in his tone as he ushered Javier into his apartment.

They stood in the hallway in an awkward silence for several moments, before Javier stepped forwards, hooking his hands around Horacio’s waist and enveloping him in a tight embrace against his chest. Horacio’s arms instantly wrapped around Javier’s back as he buried his face into his shoulder and sighed wistfully.

They clung together for a long while, before moving to the bedroom, where they spent the majority of the time they had left wrapped in each other; every sensation, sound, taste and touch tainted with a bittersweet ache that was impossible to ignore.

Javier lay tucked into Horacio’s side once they were spent, his arm strewn over his bare chest as his fingers traced his skin, memorising as much as he could before moving up to fondle the chain that had remained around Horacio’s neck all evening.

“My father gave that to me when I first joined the police,” Horacio offered unprompted. “He was a cop too. He passed away not long after, but he was so proud when I got accepted. Always wanted me to follow in his footsteps. I haven’t worked a day without wearing it.” He paused again to take a deep breath. “I’d like you to have it.”

Javier sat up suddenly, shock and confusion etched deeply into his face. “What? Horacio, no, I can’t. I couldn’t – I mean – it wouldn’t be right.”

“Of course you can. I think you’re gonna need it more than me.” Horacio’s features softened further, revealing a fraction of a smile and warm eyes in an attempt to rid Javier of the fear from his own.

“Horacio, I can’t. You really think your father would want it round the neck of a gringo like me? I don’t fucking deserve it.” Javier let out a humourless laugh, shaking his head in bewilderment as he moved to sit on the edge of the bed and reached for the safety net of his lighter and cigarettes.

“What if it was more of a loan then? You can give it back to me when this is all over.”

On the surface, it seemed like a practical solution to a minor problem, but Javier didn’t miss the deeper implications of the proposal.

So, Horacio only saw this as a temporary separation? He presumably envisaged some sort of future scenario where they would see each other again; a possibility that completely threw Javier. He had tried not to question what had been going on these last few months, but rather take it for what it realistically and most likely was. A part of him had assumed it was more of a coping mechanism for the two of them given the extreme circumstances they were living under. He’d pushed down any feelings that contradicted that theory, telling himself not to be so fucking stupid and that surely Horacio of all people knew what he was like when it came to relationships. He’d made no secret of what he did to Lorraine all those years ago, so he couldn’t fathom why anyone who was in possession of all the facts would still want to be with him.

“Horacio…” was all Javier could manage in response as his finger hesitated over his lighter, still rendered speechless by the magnitude of what Horacio was offering.

Before Javier could argue back further, Horacio reached to unfasten his necklace. He moved behind Javier and gently hung the chain around the front of his chest; his breath catching in his throat as he secured the clasp. A simple act in isolation, but loaded with so much more beneath the surface. Horacio couldn’t help but think back to their disagreement in Cartagena and more specifically the words he’d regretted the most. He hoped this helped to make up for it, to make Javier see that he did have family in Colombia after all.

“It suits you,” Horacio whispered against Javier’s ear as he pressed light kisses across the back of his neck.

Javier clutched at the cold metal that was now set against his hot skin, before turning his head to capture Horacio’s lips in a searing kiss and pushing him back down on the bed.

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Javier fell asleep in Horacio’s arms, but woke with a start in the early hours of the morning. It was still dark outside, apart from the orange-yellow glow of the streetlights casting shadows around the bedroom. He untangled himself from Horacio as discreetly as possible, so as not to wake him and lit up as he stood by the window. The streets below were quiet, only the odd car rumbling passed sporadically, but his thoughts were loud and intrusive.

He was still mulling over Horacio’s words and the necklace, or more what the gesture symbolised; or at least what he thought it might symbolise. His mind drifted back to Tolú and Cartagena and the drastic actions he’d taken to protect Horacio. He recalled the aftermath of the botched raid; how he’d cooked for him and cared for him when he was at his most vulnerable. Then there were all the times he’d passed on intel he wasn’t authorised to share and followed his lead despite knowing it could get him fired at the drop of a hat.

That was when it hit him square in the chest like a stray bolt of lightning out of the blue. His own actions symbolised the very same thing as the necklace. Something that he simultaneously wanted to run towards and away from and it had been that way his entire life. It had always felt safer for everyone involved to keep moving, even if it meant he ended up alone.

But regardless of how conflicted Javier was about his own feelings and no matter how much he regretted not doing more to stop it coming to this, the painful, unjust reality was Horacio was leaving in a few hours and he had no idea when or if he was going to see him again.

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By the time Horacio awoke, sunlight was beginning to stream through the windows; a stark contrast to the darkness of his mood as the events of the last few days came flooding back to him.

He rolled over wondering if Javier was still asleep, but found his side of the bed cold and empty and the apartment silent. That was when he noticed it out of the corner of his eye; the light bouncing off a metallic object on the nightstand.

Horacio’s heart shattered before he’d even leaned across to confirm his suspicions. The necklace lay abandoned, with a scrawled note next to it that simply read “I’m sorry.”

He stared down at the note before balling it up tightly in his fist, his vision already blurring and his chest stuttering as everything hit him all at once. Not only had he lost his job and home and any chance of catching Escobar, he had seemingly also lost the man he loved.

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Temptation Stairway Thoughts™ + Theory Discussion

TW: blood + Death mentions, Implied (forced/pushed) integration (systems), racism (against asians), unreality stuff bc the show is Like That, Trauma causd by therapy

TL;DR = I mainly talk about implied integration, n as some1 in a system tht! mkes me uncomfy! I mainly will talk abt wht I’m calling the multi-ena theory (n anothr theory ill call the Multiple/Multi-Enaverse Theory) thts been popping up n disccng how thts kind of the bggst thng keepng me on board! I won’t LIE I might b a little biased bc I rlly do like thise show b I am NOT blind so I will try 2 address som things. I also talk alot abt the Shepard n Phindol bc I love themb so much they make me very heart Big.

DISCLAIMERS:

Obviously Joel G Highkey/definitely/most probbly did not intend 4 any of thise, but media is very complic8d so u cn end up accidntlly making problmtc things or implyng not great things

I hav a typing quirkkkk so if u cant understand my post I rlly dont blame u! I’m sorry how I type is Incomprehensible™

Not an angry post, more like my brain is holding me host-ge until i talk abt everyth dskfjhd!!

DO NOT Send anyone in thise post hate or angry asks/messages or perish by my sword

OK so this recnt episde has me w vry vry mixd feelngs!!! I’m both happy n exctd! b litrlly 2 things is whts bothrng me. While I CLD jst say :I Am Lookng Away: i rlly do need 2 write it down. Under a Read-more bc im secure SKSJ

Part 0: I’m uncomfortable help

The Section wher i tlk abt n bring up othr ppl’s concerns

So fr most if nt all the frnds I hav who also wtch Ena ALSO has a vry “vr vry mixd feelngs now tht I’ve seen the episde!!” mood twrds Temptation Stairway! It’s 4 a bunch of rsns, like thise post (tw racism) mde by a frnd whch brings up a good point

Part 1: The Actual Intro

Episode 1 = Auction day (AD) Episode 2 = Extinction Party (EP) Episode 3 = Tempation Stairway (TS)

Who is Ena

Ena can b describd as an "abstract girl split in half, w 1 blue side n the other is her yellow side!" Each side (emotion/mood, 2 b specific) seems 2 hav their own voic actor credited along with seper8 credits 4 each mood! So far the canon sides r Ena (happy), Ena (sad), n Ena (drunk)! They seem 2 act accordingly: Happy acts happy n optimistc, Sad acts sad n especlly depressd, n Drunk acts confused n dizzy [In the Credits, it would look like thise: Ena (happy) by Gabe V., Ena (sad) by Lizzie Freeman, (drunk) Ena by Sam Meza

4 Episodes 1-2, thy follow thise pattern exctly! So we cn expect wht 2 see from them, n each voice actor is creditd accordngly as seper8 b all a part of Ena

On epside 3, Ena is seen as actng diffrnt!! She's suddnly less predictabl! I say thise bc Suddenly, her voic Actors r not stuck 2 Only their sides. Thise is also emphasized when looking at the credit list! No longer is it "Ena (happy) by Gabe V., Ena (sad) by Lizzie Freeman" it's now jst "ENA by Gabe V. and Lizzie Freeman"

Happy's voic can sound STRESSED n sad, Happy can tlk w Blue's side in mor control n Sad's voic can sound Really happy n optimistic. Somth's Diffrnt n Not The Same

Temptation Stairway Summary

Skipping 2 my point, The summary of the episode Temptation stairway is tht Moony and Ena have a bet 2 race 2 the Great Runas! The Great Runas, can grnt u any wish accordng 2 Moony n som of those Ena passes by on the wy. The wager, is tht "whoever reaches the top of the Great Runas n makes their wish 1st, has 2 pay the debts of the loser" (yes it’s phrased like that) As Ena journeys thru, The DIFFERENCES between Ena Temptation Stairway and Ena Extinction Party n Below, is mor obvious as the epsde progrsses, even 2 wher Happy's voic actor is the 1 screamng in agony 2 jst get murdered already. The Episode ends w Moony beatng Ena (but it's 100% possibl it can be the other way arnd, that ENA Beat Moony, b thats somth I'll discuss in a bit L8r). Moony splits in half, revealing that according 2 her, "she wished 2 be skinny" n a humanoid coms out of her previous form. As 4 Ena, Her blue side slowly dispprs n its not answrd why.

Theories so far, are:

Moony wished 4 Ena 2 b happy (or 4 her sad/blu side 2 go awy. 4 wht reason can b eithr wholsom or 2 Moony's advntge [like so she "doesnt have 2 deal w Sad Ena"]) - b if Moony wished 4 Ena 2 b happy/b rid of her sad side, tht wld mean perhaps she lied about wishing 2 be skinny (her new humanoid form may be how she is "paying her debt 2 the loser"). Unless the Runas can grant u more than 1 wish.

Ena ws the 1 who wished her blu side awy, whch is a little depressng tbh

If both the above r tru, it may b possibl bc it wsnt clarified (afaik) tht the great runas can only grant ONE person a wish (or more). I think we only get tht implica8ion bc we see 1 (open) door while in the distance, ther r more doors tht look like their eyes r closed. We hav 2 remembr Moony said "whoever makes their wish 1st whch means Ena n Moony can totlly mke wishes @ the sme time

Somhow, turning pure yellow/only happy is how Moony is payng her debt 2 Ena(??) (opposite 2 the 1st theory)

OR If Ena won the race, it can even b possibl 2 consider tht Ena did not make ANY wish, n her debt 2 pay 2 Moony is her sad/blue side removed (I do not subscribe 2 thise)

This info that was brought up 2 me is high evidenc that Moony won the race, n it explains how Moony surprises Ena whn Ena arrives. “I’m The Best and you’re the worst! I wonder who got the hair chest?” said by Ena, is a direct reference 2 a phrase usd by kids when they lose that goes “First is the worst, second is the best, third is the one with the hairy chest.”

“Whoever reaches the top of the Great Runas n makes their wish 1st, has 2 pay the debts of the loser.“ Might be phrased tht way as a weird way 2 pay 4 ur greed? (Last minute addition from me since some people wld think this is quoted wrong in and outside of the youtube comments)

i'm p sure ther may even b mor theories b i dont rmmbr them OOPS

Part 2: The Implied Integration Part AKA: How the System!Ena theory is affected by this episode

TW: Final fusion discussion, medical trauma (Is that the right word)

Disclaimer: This is 100% unintended by Joel G. That’s y the Alternative title 2 thise part is “How the System!Ena theory is affected by this episode”

2 GET IN2 the whole Implied Integr8ion part of my Essay™ I hav a theory calld system ena or sys!ena! (Check out my #system ena tag. This is in chronologicl order!) While thers no canon explan8ion 4 how Ena herslf is how she is, she mkes very intrstng n almst good accdntl Sys Represent8ion 2 me! They even show cofronting rlly well! I headcanon Ena as a system bc of the accidentl system!rep, but it explains 2 me y n how she switches! she has triggers 4 when she switchs 2 a diffrnt side, etc!

Ther hav been theories about Temptation Stairway in the past (before the episode cme out) wher ppl try 2 explain y the trailer Looks Like Tht. Besides theorizing abt the introduction of a new forme (I'm ok w just calling it Scared/Anxiety 4 now until 4rthr notic), 1 of the theories ive seen is tht Temptation Stairway's new introduced forme is due 2 being something akin 2 being "integr8d" (probably by force, accordin 2 the OP) (in other words, all her sides merge in2 one) n Ena being devast8td abt it

While tht theory is now DEBUNKED, bc the new forme clearly did not come out bc of being One Single Mind now, the "integr8ion" part of tht theory is unfortun8ly a littl tru

What is Integr8ion?

Integr8ion is not inherently a bad thing. In systems, ther are 2 definitions: "the breaking down of barriers 2 form healthy multiplicity, n then healthy communic8ion n less amnesiac barriers" and the othr, n mor FAMOUS definition bc its the oldest 1, is "final fusion"

Fnal Fusion is when all the members "fuse/merge" 2gether until ther is 1 single mind left. While not necssrlly a bad thng, final fusion n ther4 "integr8ion" is a scry thing 4 a lot of systems 2 talk abt, because in the history of Treatment, Final fusion is uslly somthng forcd on2 systems 4 the longest time :^(

Very valid 2 hav final fusion as a goal, b showng it as a desire n end goal is uslly seen as a sad n even scry thing 2 promote accdntly or not in media, bc of the previous traumas in the medicl/therapy world of system treatment etc

What's Worse. is tht if we apply the Ending 2 Temptation Stairway to the System!Ena Theory, thts wht hurts!!!

Scrolling back up 2 the possibl theories of who won the race and wht happened aftr, Either Moony or Ena wishing 4 the blue side/Sad Ena 2 go awy is rlly painful!

B I'll be honest, thts a RLLY biased n personal opinion i hav!! I've seen ppl think its rlly wholsom altho a bit Sad, tht the blue side disappears. I've seen ppl think its rlly sweet esp if it was Moony who mde tht wish

BSCLLY If I were to hold on2 the System!Ena headcanon while watchng the Temptation Stairway episode, its Hurtful, not rlly bc of the implied Integr8ion of Sides, but bc most top theories r that the blue side disappeard on Purpose either from Moony or Ena wishing her away or involvng the debt! It's like asking 4 ur sibling irl 2 Disappear and cease 2 exist. it's scary n rlly sad esp whn the audienc can c tht Sad, Happy, n Drunk cn almst b seen as their own persons n mite even b abl 2 interact w each othr (as seen by the many fanart of Happy n Sad having their own seper8 forms)

Ok so Now tht ive described my intro n Main Beef w the Episode, here's a theory I cn rlly get behind tht dsnt mke me wnna cry behind a Denny's. Prsnlly it's a rlly relievng theory even if it mite b hard 2 take in

Ther's no name 4 it, som call it the Enaverse, b just so it dsnt get confusd w other definitions (like, u wldnt call it the Marvel Cinematic Universe theory, the MCU is jst wht it is) I'm gnna call it the Multi-Ena theory! Bsclly, there's mor than 1 Ena in thise universe. But I'll get in2 a sub/partner theory tht is also possibl: ther is mor than 1 enaverse n somhow u may or may not b abl 2 travel between them

Part 3: The Multi-Ena theory

Something interesting I noticed was that the shepherds says “another ENA troublemaker?” Which definitely means more than one ENA/person has been there before.

(I blockd out the rest of the commnt not bc it ws bad, b i wantd 2 focus on this part of the commnt, but thise commnt will come up again L8r)

Not connected 2 System!Ena or the integr8ion issue I mentioned earlier, the multi-ena theory seems 2 b 1 of the top suggstd theories bc of many thngs! Bsclly n in short, thise theory believs tht in the series (or Enaverse), ther is multipl ena's! So fr i havent seen a post tht RLLY went in2 depth on thise so here is my attempt!

Evidence:

(See: above explanation on how the voic actors r credited 4 their roles individlly 2 explain my system!ena theory/intro) In episodes 1-2, Ena's diffrnt emotions/sides r creditd individually! In Temptation Stairway, Gabe n Lizzie Freeman r all creditd undr the sme nme, just as "Ena" (mening thise is a completely different Ena from the past)

Again, as said in my summry 4 Tempt8ion Stairway, thise Ena acts compltly diffrnt n is not follwng the sme "pattern" or rules as Ena did in Episodes 1-2! (Read above in my summary section) Either ther r stuff we've missd between Extinction Party n Temptation Stairway, or thise is a diffrnt Ena entirely. I'd hav 2 sy prsnlly tht I'm leanng 2wrds the latter bc of how the VA's are crdtd. but if ur not convinced, let me continu:

When we meet the Shepard in 7:52 of the episode, they say (verbatim) "Arghh... Another ENA trouble maker." which implies there r more than 1 Ena's

9:08 - 9:19 when Ena jumps in2 the "Holy Code" where we head undrwtr in2 a sea of diffrnt doors, we see floating Ena models (n the comment section seems 2 gravit8 2 callng them "dead bodies") (Honorary mention: You'll notic they glitch in2 Mannequins if u pay attention 2 them). This piec of info is Direct Evidence 2 the multi-ena theory, bc ther r Explicitly mor thn 1 ena's on screen! wht's concernng n unanswrd tho, is y do they glitch in2 mannequins? Does tht mean all the mannequins we sw on screen in the begnng of the video (n onwards) were all previously an Ena? Is it only an Ena tht can transform in2 a mannequin or cn othr chrctrs also become mannequins?

Not the strongst evidenc b i'll input it anywy: Ena's Action boxes (Like when she receivs or gives items) spell her nme her as ƎNA (with a backwrds E). The thing abt thise 1 is tht we can't compare it with Auction Day n Extinction Part bc they don't have any action boxes. BUT What we CAN compare is how she is spelled in the dialogue boxes of those speakng in diffrnt languages AND in the Credits! In Episodes 1-2, She's Spelled as Ena with this captialis8ion. In Temptation Stairway the dialogue and credits consitntly spell her as ENA in all caps. May or may not allude 2 her being diffrnt, b i will admit this is the most Strechiest piec of evidnc. Tru or not, I'd like 2 refer 2 Tempt8ion Stairway ena as TS!Ena or ƎNA, prsnlly 2 differenti8 her frm the othr episodes

Pronounci8ion: BUT 2 build on the above evidence, In the beginning of the episode, Moony DOES pronounc Ena's name in different wys a lot, startng w I-NA (ai-na), ENA (ehna), n finally JENA. And this isnt new! She’s been doing it sinc Auction Day (ee-nah/ii-na) n Extinction Party (ay-nah). Thise may or my not sggst that perhaps Moony's inconsistancy is bc these othr pronunci8ions or names cld b of other ena's she's met in the past w similr or diffrnt preferences! I’d say because of her constant switchng in the beginning of Temptation Stairway, it would lean 2wards that she may know different Ena’s @ once. Otherwise, c the Multi-Enaverse theory below

Note: Every othr charctr besides Moony (So far; Merci and the Shepard) Pronounces Ena as ehna (or ehna) so it might be that perhaps Eh-na is the universal way of pronouncng Ena?

Conlusions/thghts on this theory: I prsnlly like thise a lot!! It makes Enasonas Very Possible, b also tht any interpret8ion of Ena cn b corrct or possibl! It knda saddens me tho bc im not rlly sure if we'll ever return 2 the Ena we're used 2, I wldnt rlly want 2 b stuck w/o Sad bc I thnk her role is rlly neat n can b importnt, b im biasd. I also rlly subscribe 2 thise theory bc it means whtvr happend 2 TS!Ena ds not hav 2 be permanent in the long run; Again litrlly the only thng keepng me from gettng supr upset abt the ending of Temptation Stairway, is tht the prev ena’s r not the sme n wld possibly not do thise, or tht ther r othr ena’s out ther besides THISE episod 1, who wld nvr do tht, etc

Part 4: The Multiple Enaverses/Multi-Enaverse Theory AKA The Alternative In Defense of Moony Mispronouncing Ena’s name over and over

An alterntve 2 the Multi-Ena theory, is tht there is MORE thn 1 Enaverse! So bsclly, a multiverse theory. Primarily thise my explain Not jst Ena's sudden Shift in how diffrnt she is in thise episode b may also explain how Diffrnt Moony is actng in thise episode 2. While thise isnt the top theory i prsnlly subscribe 2 (sinc ther isnt explicit evidence besides it bein an explan8ion 4 Moony n Ena's weird/diffrnt behavior), it DOES open a lot of doors 2 intrstng things 2 thnk abt!

Bsclly Moony keeps mispronouncing Ena’s name a lot (in Tempation Stairway) n its Really Rude, esp consdrng she’s always said it properly (As in @ least 1nce in an episode n not switchng multiple times) b4! so 2 Explain her Sudden change in behavior, this is actlly a Different Moony, besides a different Ena. this is a whole different universe/timeline!

LIKE If not multiple Ena's, The different Loca8ions in Ena cn probbly b traversible across dimensions! The Holy Code may b the door 2 diffrnt enaverses. The Shepard's garden cld b an interdimensionl place tht is singular n deals w diffrnt beings passing thru! While i dnt hav mch 2 sy on thise, its RLLY Interestng 2 thnk abt

Like the Multi-Ena theory, thise also opens the doors 2 enasonas being vry possibl :^) Som ppl's evidences r all involvng Moony besides how Ena's rlly diffrnt

Moony can skateboard??

Moony's square shape hole can shrink 2 hold an item

while not strong ATM or frm wht i cn see, its still very inch restng!!! Tho I would sy it is VERY on par w the Multi-Ena theory anyway

Part 5: Honorary Mentions: Mini Theories

The Great Runas is actlly a play on the "Run As" Command! I'm not very Smart engh 2 break thise down vry well, b bsclly w all the allusion 2 "codes" n the Blood ID looking like a Chip, The Great Runas being abl 2 grant u wishes makes a lot of sense! This ws brought up 2 me from a friend (@ambercard)!

like its a command line. so then the great runas being able to grant wishes makes sense if its digital world like all the code stuff says Allows a user to run specific tools and programs with different permissions than the user's current logon provides.

Runas is a command-line tool that is built into Windows Vista. To use runas at the command line, open a command prompt, type runas with the appropriate parameters, and then press ENTER.

In the user interface for Windows Vista, the Run as… command has been changed to Run as administrator. However, you should rarely have to use the Run as administrator command because Windows Vista will automatically prompt you for an administrator password when it is needed.

and my friend who i was talking to said that probably explains what the password was for and the blood id being a login or something?

its possible using the blood id akin to using the run as administrator command since idk their name but one of the people ena met said the blood id didnt seem like her which is like. if she isnt administrator then it would make sense that using that command wouldnt match who she is

My response:

man do u realiz Ena uslly does not hav the corrct passwrd/admin privileges all the tme? Bc the guardian entity in extinction party askd her 4 1 b i guess it ws so Low Game tht it wsnt supr necsrry in the end

The Enaverse is all a computer code of some sort- most probbaly a game! AKA: This is a digital world

... If we were too treat this world as a video game this would make more sense since different play through bus and all that. Oh god this feels like a fnaf situation, taking a video that just wants to be a video and turning it into a big serious thing

Going with the whole ‘there are multiple enas representing the player’ theory, perhaps this ENA realized that she’s in a video game and isn’t taking it too well? But the game is kind of glitching out because of it.

Honorable Mentions: Random Info + Unanswered Questions

Ena seems self-aware of smth! (10:24 Ena screams "YOU'RE ALL LIVING A LIE!") May help the Run as command idea n the video game/digital reality idea! If not a video gme, they sure r Somewhere

What does the Great Runas look like?? is it the door? is ther mor thn 1 Runas?

What is Mariya n Gabo's Job? R they just like the Guardian Entity in Extinction Party but are assignd 2 this part/location of where they are?

In 6:30, wht does Ulysses mean by "Desires r never fulfilled nor quenched"? "You Will fail like the rest of them" Is he referring 2 the other Ena's that's passed by? who else have come n failed?

This Post Also brings up som good points I hvnt noticd yet!

Thise comment pretty much says everythng:

Standout things from this animation:

-This Ena switches between a male & female voice at seemingly random instead Happy speaking with a male voice and Sad speaking with a Sad voice. The text boxes noticeably refer to this Ena with a reversed E, and The Shepard says "Another Ena troublemaker", implying that there are multiple Enas. We also see some Ena corpses flickering into the mannequin bodies at one point. Third, at the end we see Ena's sad half turn from blue to yellow over the course of Ena & Moony's conversation. My personal theory is that this Ena is possibly 'broken' in some manner. -Moony either doesn't care or dosen't realize that Ena's voices aren't matching the personalities anymore. -The grey personality appears to come out when Ena gets too stressed out. Notably the transformation involves the happy half turning into static and exploding out, erasing Ena's face in the process. It also appears that some physical trauma (in this case, Brick Frog kicking Ena) is necessary to exit the grey personality, unlike the previously seen 'blackout' personalities which can possibly be switched by the other personality exerting themselves (in the auction episode, Ena enters her sad blackout/depressed personality, then switches to Happy!Ena, who apologizes to Moony about her depressed outburst). -Moony's hole is capable of closing to hold things, and she also knows how to skateboard. -Judging by Ena's reaction, Moony's transformation at the end is weird even by this universe's standards.

aaaand thats all 4 now! I really hope thats all my brain can think of skjsdhfsdfkh

Feel free 2 send me asks abt Ena theories n stuff! While this is a Comprehensiv post, it’s definitely mor focused on the Multi-Ena theory n my thghts on the episode whn it comes 2 how it affects the System Ena theory. I’m open 2 questions!!

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somestansomewhere · 3 years

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Frank’s Dementia in 11a

Points to discuss:

Moments where Frank forgot.

Things he might be able to remember.

Other characters finding out.

Aftermath...

So to start of, I made a list of every instance in SEASON ELEVEN A, where Frank’s memory seemed a bit off, I’m not gonna analyze the whole series for this but I’m sure there’s more there. Now:

Moments Where Frank Forgot

11x01

1. Frank’s History of Chicago

While this does appear to imply just the opening monologue, there are actually several moments throughout the episode where Frank is talking about the Gallagher’s running Chicago to Alan. And while this seems like typical “Frank being drunk nonsense”, plus a spectacular opening to the season... I now see it in a different light especially after:

2. Frank’s Memory Elixir

Frank LITERALLY has a line asking for “memory elixir”, meaning booze, which Alan hands him. Ironic since he has ALCOHOLIC DEMENTIA. You can’t tell me that wasn’t intentional!

3. He Forgot Bars Were Closed

Now, I may be reaching here... BUT when Frank enters The Alibi for the first time this season (what a grand enterence btw) he says “I heard somewhere all bars were open again”. V responds by saying something along the lines of “three weeks ago maybe” and that the mayor shut them down again. Frank says “Well who the hell can keep track”. And okay, yeah maybe Frank genuinely didn’t know... but this is the bar he goes to EVERYDAY. Not to mention if they shut down less than THREE WEEKS AGO, Frank should know... idk this one might not count but I added it anyway. Kermit is unaware of bars being open/shut down in 11x03 so moving on:

11x02

4. The Alibi’s Secret Enterence

Okay, again REACHING! However, when Frank entered The Alibi through the Keg Zone door he forgot to use the “secret knock” and Kev had to remind him about it. Now in 11x01 he used the front door (and I’m not sure he knew to use the other door in that ep) but still at least he remembered to use the correct door in 11x02.

11x03

This is where it got noticeable.. strap in, here we go:

5. Taking Franny to School

He took her to the wrong school. This is the same person that knows the Southside perhaps better than his kids (lol), like the back of his hand! He not only took her to the wrong school but a middle/grade school. Franny is in elementary/preschool school. You can see in WHM’s face here that Frank was confused...

6. Uncle V and Aunt Kev

Maybe just a comedic slip up, but Frank calls Kev and V “Uncle V and Aunt Kev” as opposed to what they really are. Maybe he forgot? I’m reaching LOL.

7. Debbie Is Not Fiona

Frank talks about one of his favorite MEMORIES with Franny’s mom: Debbie, but “oh no, maybe that was Fiona”. Small moment, typical Frank but... nonetheless, poor memory. The writers are smart by mentioning Fiona in this scene... it’s “a Fiona mention”, we’re going to remember this, and that’s probably why they did it.

8. The Paper Store

Yeah, this was the first red flag for me and if I can recall, the moment EVERYONE knew something seemed off. Frank, walks out of the paper store with Franny and cannot remember where he is, or where they are headed. Once he is reminded of their “goals” for the day (by Franny, a five year old) he proceeds to head to the paper store... Franny once again let’s him know that they already went there and Frank notices the paper already in his (Franny’s) backpack. Ouch.

11x04

9. The Nation of Islam

Ooo this one hurt! After Frank suggests to visit The Nation of Islam in an attempt to get their help to get rid of the Milkoviches, him, Kev, and Liam do. We SEE them go there. It’s a whole scene, so later in the episode when Frank suggests to go ask them for help AGAIN as if it were a completely new idea, we as an audience know they already did that. As Kevin says they “JUST did that”. Frank forgot. Shit.

11x05

10. Mrs.McCurdy

Frank discusses with Kev about murdering Mrs.McCurdy, later he tries to murder her. We see it, we remember it becaue she grabbed Frank’s dick. It was funny, the scene evoked laughter, it forces the audience to remember it. Frank mindlessly walks into The Alibi and Kev asks Frank if he “did the thing”. Now at first Frank is confused. They were using “quotation talk” earlier so yeah I get it, but then when Kevin is more direct with Frank, Frank thinks Kev is implying that he had sex with Mrs.McCurdy... Frank is clearly confused. Only then does Kev point out that he meant MURDER. Frank takes a second, again if you watch he does not know what Kev is talking about, but then it hits him, and he remembers. Thus continuing the convo like nothing.

11x06

11. Monica

Now this one REALLY hurt. Frank’s first scene of the episode is a sex scene between him and Letty. She’s blonde, and Frank calls her Monica. He truly believes he is sleeping with Monica, only Monica is dead, she been since season seven. When Letty mentions that she isn’t Monica (thinking Frank calling her that was only a sex thing), we see WHM’s brilliant preformence once again. Frank doesn’t know what Letty means, he thinks she’s Monica. Then when he realizes she isn’t, he gets this lost dejected look on his face. He’s confused and knows that he keeps getting confused.

Frank says “I gotta get to work”. Letty asks him where he works and Frank is left bewildered.

12. Seven

Okay so remember Frank and Franny’s adventure in 11x03? Frank visits a dry cleaners to get some weed. They make a point of Franny saying that Frank will pay SEVEN for the weed. No offer is made and Frank must get it somewhere else. Throughout the episode Frank refterences SEVEN to Kev & V as the asking price to sell. We as an audience are forced to remember SEVEN. Also in 11x03, as Debbie frantically looks for Frank/Franny, she visits the dry cleaners where they were (retracing their steps). We as an audience have been there twice.

Now, in 11x06 Frank goes to pick up an order but like, we already saw him go there episodes ago. When the woman behind the counter literally tells him she has nothing for him and he argues with her, WE KNOW she is right. Once again, Frank forgot. I’m so sad. Not only that but Kev and V don’t have Frank going on runs anymore. Ian & Mickey are doing it... Frank is legit lost and forgot that he��s not doing that anymore, Kev tells him he’s not in 11x04.

Ms.G even says to Frank that she doesn’t need to write anything down to remember it because the “Mind’s a steel trap”. She doesn’t owe him... she can use her mind to remember where Frank cannot. The irony.

13. Pedestrian, Blue, Handlebar (abc)

a) Frank getting hit in the head results in him having a visit to the hospital where a nurse discovers that Frank has no clue how he got there and more specifically, how he got hit in the first place.

b) The saddest part, when asked his name he remembers FRANK. But has to look down at her sheet to know his last name is GALLAGHER. This is the man who walks around saying “It’s up to Frank Gallagher to save the neighborhood”. He forgot his last name.

c) The scene goes on, the nurse asks him to remember three words: pedestrian, blue, and handlebar. They discuss other things, then she asks him to tell her those words. It’s so abundantly clear that Frank just cannot. He doesn’t remember. He was told like 30sec ago and gets, for the first time ASHAMED. He’s the most shameless person ever (hence the title of the show) but now the tides have turned. He “doesn’t wanna play this game anymore”. Frank can recognize AGAIN that he is confused, only now he is forced to face it. The nurse noticed, she runs some tests and Frank learns that he has early stages of alcoholic dementia. This isn’t his liver, he can’t get a new one, this is his brain.

14. + 15. Letty & Terry

Just two bonuses, Frank wanders aimlessly into the Alibi again (like in 11x05) because it’s routine for him. Letty calls him over. Frank forgot they were supposed to meet there. :(

Frank and Terry on the porch: Maybe it’s just bad writing or they were trying to make a point but like a “Gallagher-Milkovich War” never happened??? We watched the show for 11 seasons... Also are the Milkoviches actually from Poland Frank? I’ll excuse that one cuz Ian mentioned it too, but I thought they wer Ukrainian. These seem like writing mistakes tho so oops.

Things He Might Be Able To Remember

Frank has his and Franny’s name tattooed on his body... he literally forgot his last name at the hospital. And if he forgets a bunch in 11b then that’ll be the payoff for the tattoo... he might not know why the tattoo is there or who the people are listed on his arm, or even what it means exactly, but he will know that Frank loves Franny.

Where he lives. Frank never threw out the paper with his diagnosis. He might remember his home, however the conflict comes in the fact that the Gallaghers might be selling it. He needs to be around people/places that are familiar to him. This could jeopardize his memory.

The Alibi is where Frank seems to just walk to or go to whenever he has no clue where he is or going but it’s subtle. I could see him getting lost and no one knowing where he is and Frank just being at the Alibi beacuse idk muscle memory? He’s on autopilot.

Early stages of ALCOHOLIC Dementia can improve. Like if maybe Frank were to tell someone and if he wasn’t removed from the Gallagher house, and oh I don’t know if Frank STOPPED DRINKING, he could remember. But I don’t think we’re heading in that direction, especially if the house is sold, and let’s face it... it looks that way.

Fiona? Will he forget her... this all feels reminiscent of 4x11.

Other Characters Finding Out

Franny, Kevin, and Liam, are the only people who have REALLY been subject to the possibility of noticing... but think about it. Franny is too young to notice anything, Kevin is not the brightest bulb, he doesn’t seem to realize it either, and Liam was exposed to it once, but at that time he was so scared about the Milkoviches that he didn’t notice it. Maybe if he saw it again, he would. Liam is smart enough.

I wonder if the Gallaghers will just find out the hard way (,like those stills from 11x08 are making me think,) or if anyone will begin to seriously pick up on it. I intially thought they would show Frank forgetting in front of each character until someone was able to notice but scratch that. They seem to be setting Lip up on the “alcoholic path” this season, (and I may go more into depth about that one another time, it’s another big post if I do get into it). But what will the Gallagher’s reactions/feelings be towards Frank’s diagnosis? Mickey and Ian had many Terry/Frank discussions in 11x06 literally setting up for it. It hurt when they all kept dismissing Frank because yup, they don’t know yet. They would have to help him in order to keep his memory maintained, but that’s the thing... Frank’s pride. He might deny their help even if they actually were to give it to him... Either way, I’m “looking forward” to see how this all unravels and how everyone finds out and what their reactions will be, which brings me to my final topic:

Aftermath...

So what happens? Will they sell the house, potentially causing Frank to forget? Will he not know his kids, his history? Will he die? Will Frank finally stop drinking... yeah I doubt that... So what WILL happen? Will the Gallaghers be left to take care of Frank? Will they even do that? Will he remember them?

What if in 1x01 Frank’s narration IS his memory? We see him talking about his kids to someone? It circles back? I don’t know, but either way I expect this whole thing to pull on our heartstrings. When the rest of the regulars find out... it’s gonna get real, and rough.

Interesting stuff coming up in 11b I’m sure. Let’s see how this plays out for our Protagonist and Patriarch: Frank Gallagher.

Omg, if you read through this, you are so cool and I really really appreciate you! Please send me an ask or write a note, I would love to get your take on the matter. 💙

Hope you enjoyed this analysis and I hope it didn’t go on too long.

#frank gallagher #season 11 #shameless season 11 #shameless #gallavich #dementia #my lists

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I was rereading your post about poetry in the show & I just wanted to remark that I felt like "今朝有酒今朝醉" has very similar vibes to the part in wwx's character song that goes "使我徒有身后名，不如及时一杯酒" (I hope it's correct, it's how I remember it), I think he also says it in ep 30something, not sure if it's part of a poem though. Anyway, thank you for your posts, they're really amazing & you've made me more interested in Chinese poetry than both my mom and 中国诗词大会 have (oops)

...holy heck anON, YOUR MEMORY, it’s like, the opposite end of the spectrum from Wei Wuxian’s

okay! okay okay okay, so anon’s mind is a steel trap, and spotted the connection between this moment in episode 29, just after Wei Wuxian has drunk everyone in the Burial Mounds under the table but before it all goes to shit:

使我徒有身后名 shiwotuyoushenhouming / Even if my name were to live on in empty fame after my death

不如即时一杯酒 burujishiyibeijiu / that would be no match for a cup of wine right now.

This line also appears in Wei Wuxian’s character song, 曲尽陈情 Qu Jin Chen Qing, at this precise second.

Did a bit of digging, and it turns out, Wei Wuxian here is quoting some dialogue (whew I don’t have to revise the poetry post just yet) from a passage in the 《世说新语·任誕》Shishuoxinyu, “Ren Dan” about 张季鹰 Zhang Jiying, who famously gave up his government post because he was craving a dish from his hometown:

或謂之曰：「卿乃可縱適一時，獨不為身後名邪？」答曰：「使我有身後名，不如即時一桮酒！」

Someone said to him [Zhang Jiying]: "You could conform for a while -- unless you alone do not act in hopes of leaving a name for yourself after your death?” To which Zhang Jiying responded, “Even if my name were to live on in empty fame after my death, that would be no match for a cup of wine right now!”

...honestly, at this point, I’ve pretty much accepted in my own brain that in the period of time between his parents’ death and Jiang Fengmian finding him on the streets, Wei Wuxian tagged along with a theatre troupe for a while, helping out with basic tasks and getting a bit of classical theatrical training while he’s at it. At the very least, that would explain 1) his way with language, 2) his effortless stage presence, 3) his ability to lie, and 4) his flair for dramatics.

Alternatively, he’s actually a huge nerd and the reason why he’s so bored in the Lan Sect library is because he’s already read and memorized everything

#boi has shit memory for faces but an ear for turns of phrase #which honestly I sympathize with a lot #so #valid #I feel like it's mildly significant that all of the sect heirs should have received equally if not more literary educations than Wei Wuxian #because mega literacy was like a Thing in upper class ye olde China #if you were an aristocrat worth your salt you could recite classic texts from heart #if you were a politician with a shred of competence you could quote the Classic of Odes in your petitions #if you were a general born into a family of generals you probably wrote poetry #I just liked to think of bb!Wei Wuxian delighting a traveling theater troupe #what can I say I'm sucker for Wei Wuxian being loved and appreciated #also anon you're incredible this is an awesome find #ask and ye shall receive #mdzs meta #Wei Wuxian

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2020 CREATOR WRAP: FAVORITE WORKS

Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 (or so) favorite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2020. Tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works.

Thank you soooo much Nuria @taytawan for tagging me 🥺💖and ignore how late this is oops

Okay so 2020 is the year that I returned to “the internet” and I’m grateful cause otherwise I wouldn’t get to know all of you lovely people.Thank you for existing and making me feel like I belong somewhere 💖💖 So, along with my works I'm also gonna mention some of my favorite people and their works here and If you’ve ever made me smile you’re here and I love you <3

@snugglesweaters Terryyyyyyy. My closest friend here 🥺 I’ve never told you this but if it wasn’t for you,I doubt I would’ve lasted this long here. It's nice knowing someone as clueless and a clown like me. I can talk to you about anything and I feel like we have similar views on stuffs.I love making random references to fics and knowing that you’ll get it cause we kind of read the same fics. I love this tine glitter fic of yours (yes tine glitter fic), obviously this cause (vampire) bright in a beanie AND the coffee shop au hc that only I know about hehe. I love your (almost) phd brain and hope you’re doing well in your dissertation. YOU CAN DO IT DW. And may you stay healthy,hydrated,safe and happy in the coming year 😊💖 I love you soooooooo muchhhhhhh 💖💖💖

@lesbian-earn Mayyyyy!!!. My co president of the short people supremacy club. You are so sweet and kind and thank you for reaching out to me that one day I was feeling a bit anxious.It’s always lovely to see you on my activity and on the dash. Like I once said, you remind me of sunshine and ilu 💖💖 Hope that the next year is kind to you and you’ll do well in your uni stuffs dw, I know you can.💖 Also I’ve said this before but i looooveeee this fic of yours and when I found out it was you dfjidfjidfidf

@taytawan Nuriaaaaaaa 💖💖 You say that I’m kind but it’s always because you are so sweet and talented that I can’t help screaming about your works everytime I see them. If I’m not mistaken, the name Nuria comes from the word Nur meaning light. You make the world brighter and a better place by your presence and I’ve said this before but really, it would’ve been very lonely without you in this 2g circus. I love these two sets of yours (I mean I did write an essay in the tags when I saw this) .Thank you for everything, I love you and I hope that you remain safe and happy in the coming year 💖💖 (Also join mine and May's short people club,Terry isn't invited ofc jdjsdjasjij)

@brightwinfilm NATH efhifhihis my (almost) birthday twin. LISTEN we’re gonna have so much fun in March, 1) Itsay part 2 AND your birthday 2)Sarawat’s birthday 3) My birthday and 4)since we’re here let’s just say Tine’s birthday is in March too hehehe. Thank you for all the lovely sarawatine and brightwin content you make, they never fail to make me smile.I love this set of yours and this also cause hehehe i WILL bring this back muhahhaa.You’re a wonderful person and you make the world a better place. Take care of yourself and I hope that you are always happy,healthy and safe 💖 i love youuu

@ryudian My go to person when I need any updates. You are SO HELPFUL and so NICE. I love going to your blog and seeing your st dolls and all the crazy stuffs you do because of bw. And I absolutely loved what you did with the oishi drinks here. May you be happy and safe in the coming year and stop spending so much money on merch I'm worried you'll go bankrupt

@komari-maxx I love seeing you on my activity and I love your st dolls and fics, specially this fruity4 one cause sdhididhid you included my hc of them arguing over the colour on lunch.This totally happened no one can change my mind. Hope you'll be happy (with your st dolls hehe) in the coming year

@teh-ohaew *tarn voice* Eyy TAY djidjijid hehe oops. Tay and Teh sound so similar specially in tarn's voice. Omg Teh Tay besties. TAYYYYY I love youuuu and I love reading your tags and seeing you on my dash except when you and Ayesha go crazy sdhusdh hehe jk. You are so nice and I love this sarawatine ig hc of yours. Hope you have a lovely year ahead and remain happy,healthy and safe. Don't forget to take care of yourself (by that I mean listen to the itsay original score on repeat)

@metawin JAYYYYY. I still remember the first time I came across your blog, it was when you were (probably) rewatching wyel and blogging about it crazily. I was laughing so hard at those and then you followed me back and I still to this day have no idea why. It's comforting seeing your posts in the tags and the dash and I absolutely love this itsay set of yours. You are so talented and lovely and I hope that you have a wonderful year ahead. Lots of love <3333

@gremlinmetawin Ayesha bb 🥺🥺 You were the first person who interacted with me here and I love you for that. It's lovely seeing you in my dash and thank you for tagging me in tag games, I have fun doing them 💖💖 tbh I know like 3 Ayeshas irl but you are the loveliest and kindest of them all. Hope that the next year is kind to you,bring you happiness and you finally finish all those unwatched shows

@khaotungthanawat SAMMMMM Have I said that you are SO TALENTED this week? although tbh you deserve to hear that everyday. You always say that it's nothing but no, you ARE talented and kind. It's wonderful seeing your posts ( I feel like you're everywhere nowadays another proof that you work hard). You are a blessing to this world and I hope for you to be always happy and safe 💖💖.I love this st set, this itsay one and the tags of this post 😂😂 I will never not laugh at this.If this doesn't happen in the st special special askdkdsks

@metawwin ALIIIIIIIII, queen of parallels djijidjias. I love going through your blog and seeing all your 2g stuffs.I absolutely adore this set of yours. You are so talented and you make the world a happier place <3 I love youuuuu and I hope you're staying hydrated,taking care of yourself and doing the things you love. You deserve all the love and happiness in the world 💖💖

@wirapong AISHIIIIII Hope you're doing well. I've screamed about this already BUT this club drama fic? lives in my head rent free. Also I love all your soft baby wat fics cause WAT IS A BABY. Glad we have Tine as the President of the Sarawat protection squad. I love your writing. you're so talented and I hope that the coming year will bring you happiness <33

@acequinz Hi Ace!! I love your incorrect quotes sideblog and I love your fics, specially this, this and this. You're a lovely person and I hope that you have a wonderful year ahead.

@bisexualrep DORAAAA We haven't talked in a while but I smile whenever I see you in my activities. You are maybe the 4th person who followed me here and it still feels weird cause this and this? some of my fav wyel fics of all time. It's lovely reading your tags, they are so cheerful <3 Hope you're doing well and taking care of yourself. You deserve to be happy always 💖💖

Omg this is so long. If you're still here, here are some of the works that I'm proud of. 1)This itsay set. This was my first time doing big gifs and although this is loooong I like how this turned out, specially the colouring. 2) This cause do I do anything except 2g shitposting? No <3 I had this idea even before s2g aired but decided to wait so that I have more shots from s2g and I'm glad I did cause Earn basically got confirmed as a wlw so (Also special thanks to Terry cause the Man and Air hc were hers,her phd brain ikr) 3)This cause dcjsdjidi SARAWATINE SOULMATES. I love how the colouring turned out despite the fact that ps crashed halfway and I lost the gifs i spent 2 hours colouring. I tried to do this with scenes from the series only but couldn't cause wHen YoU aRe wItH yOuR cAmeRA SHOW US goddammit. If this was ao3 this would've been tagged as Tine teepakorn loves Sarawat guntithanon xD 4) Still2gether textposts obviously. I KNOW that 90% people follow me for my 2g shitposting and I got an ask once saying how were they so accurate and the reason for that is I spent HOURS on these. Atfirst it took a long time but after a while I got the hang of it. It was fun (though sometimes tiring) to make these after each ep aired. I'm proud of it and the fact that I managed to do 13 parts? gsjsdjsj 5) Still2gether subs that looks fake but aren't. shutup this was my first time giffing but it was funnnnn looking for the (canon) crack parts after every ep aired.

Also,thank you to all the lovely people who likes and reblogs my posts, I do see you and I love you all <33

Tagging: If you’re here then consider yourself tagged if you wanna do this or to anyone who sees this on the dash

#i wrote this at 4 am so this might not make sense #but anyway #HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE #tag game

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