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shimmershae · 3 years

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So. Thanks to my new anonymous friend, this is going to become a thing.

Shae’s thinky thoughts about the latest episode--Acheron: Part 2--beneath a cut.

Because spoilers, however vague they might be.

Let’s be real here. This is more a stream of consciousness than anything else so if that’s not your thing, you are most welcome to nope right on out of this post. Trust me. I’ll completely understand, lol. Sometimes? I wish I could nope right on out of my own brain and the way it operates.

That said? Without further ado--

Episode 2′s opening, though. Maggie trapped with hungry Walkers converging? It totally gives me Glenn under the dumpster vibes. I don’t know if that was intentional or just happy coincidence but way to link Maggie to her dearly departed better half, show.

Is it just me or has Father G had more OOMPH to him these last few seasons? Again, I have to ask--Rosita’s influence or no? Regardless, I bet Seth Gilliam is loving the job these days.

Side note: am I gonna have to go to bed early every Saturday night from now until the end just so I that I might be able to SEE? Something? Anything? My curtains are flimsy-ass. I admit it. But this is more frustrating than TXF. Angela, WTF?

No, seriously. It’s like complete guess work who’s in these subway scenes. Some of that has to do with them being overly populated by redshirts and the rest of it has to do with me having to squint and turn sideways to make out their facial features.

Look at Daryl busting through concrete walls! Should I call him the Kool-Aid Man considering NR has once again allowed himself to be led right into a biased, shipper trap? Hmm. I might.

Imagine seeking refuge in those dark, filthy subways. Any second now I expect to hear the skittering of rats. Will Dog lose his effing mind a la Divergence? He’s been shown to go off half-cocked that way, lol. Oh well. Guess it’ll be in character if he does.

Impressive graffiti storyboards. Does it mean something that it immediately cuts to the Commonwealth storm troopers afterward? Maybe. Who really knows at this point? They been trying to gaslight us forever.

LOL at Princess yet again. Yumiko is just like da fuq is this person?

No, really. LMAO. “That was her. From last night. Did you see how she was looking at us?”

Then you have Eugene, hahaha. “Oh God. Why did he tell off the big guy?” Like the man is totally me in this type of situation. Not even gonna lie.

“That’s right. We want to talk to the manager.”

I literally cannot wait ‘til Carol and Daryl meet Princess. Can. Not. Wait.

How sad is that note on that $100 bill? Small moment but it totally gives me Season 4 vibes when they were on their way to Terminus seeking sanctuary.

Hmm. Remember how that place wasn’t what they thought it was? I’m sure neither is the Commonwealth. But I feel like what’s left of Team Family is totally going to do Rick proud, lol, and prove they’re messing with the wrong people if they try something.

Daryl, Man. You gonna have to get a better handle on your headstrong Fur Son. I wonder if Dog would listen better to his mama? Things to ponder.

Sounds like Miko has this group’s number. Or does she?

Princess and Eugene totally look like they’re waiting their turn for the Principal’s office, LOL.

“Stop moving! You’re taking my nerves over the edge to a proverbial 11 on a scale of 10.” I feel you, Eugene. I do. Also you, Princess. Two of the most relatable TWD characters right there, I’m telling you.

Princess is me when I really, really, really have to pee. TMI? Sorry, lovelies. LOL. I just...she’s so relatable.

LMAO. “If that fine ass dude in the orange suit...” Princess and Mercer incoming in 3-2-----

Princess’s excitement over the toilet paper=PRICELESS.

Eugene, Man. You desperately need to develop a poker face.

There’s Daryl getting another cool camera shot. Angela? You playing favorites again?

Carol’s claustrophobia could have never. I bet that’s in the back of Pookie’s mind. You can’t tell me it’s not because Carol lives in there rent-free.

Ohhh. Back to the subway car. Looks like we got the Maggie redshirts leading the way. First sacrificial “lambs”?

Maggie pistol-whipping Negan was kinda deserved, but he wasn’t all wrong so.

Damn. I’m no Gage fan. He can fuck all the way off for what he did to my baby Lydia. But Maggie over there with ice in her veins.

Yep. I think the dude just got one of the most gruesome deaths in a while. Yuck.

I think Alden’s faith in Maggie definitely took several hits. I feel like he kind of had her on some sort of pedestal dating back to Hilltop times. Father G, though? The man is continuing to show himself a SAVAGE MFer.

Josh gives Eugene such believable tics and mannerisms. He IS Eugene.

Thank you, Maggie, for lighting that flare. I could not see a damn thing.

What are these bad memories Negan alludes to? Hmm? Him being a shit husband to Lucille back when he was still taking her for granted?

Father G on Gage’s Walker--”All that is, is a shell of a man, who died a coward.” Kind of ironic considering Father G’s own origins, huh? Has he any warmth in there for anybody but Rosita and Coco? Does he equate it with weakness?

“There are worse ways.” And Maggie proceeds to paint us a horror story with mere words.

Dark Maggie really surpasses anything certain fans have ever accused Carol of being. Is she too far gone? Who the hell knows? I think it’s clear that she and Carol are both on a sliding scale of sorts when it comes to being able to compartmentalize shit to survive. Personally? I feel like Maggie might have leap-frogged Carol in this episode but it matters none because of the double standards so deeply entrenched in this fandom. Both women have endured and had to do some horrific things. It’s not a contest. But it’s probably going to be turned into a season-long one.

It’s almost like Kang was like, “Ya’ll bitches think Carol’s dark? I’ll show you DARK. Check and mate.”

Whatever the reasoning, Maggie just got exponentially more interesting to me if not likable. And before anybody out there comes at me, it’s entirely possible to be on a character’s side in some things and not be all up their ass in love with them, lol. Like I’m attached to her because she’s family and Glenn loved her. There’s a loyalty there and she absolutely is justified in her hatred of Negan. But I’m not going to pretend her shit don’t stink like everybody else’s.

Speaking of my baby Glenn. What would he think of this version of Maggie? I think he would be gutted and heart stricken that events led to her being like this but he’d understand because he’s pure like that. Don’t mean he’d be A-OK with it all.

Dog must be protected at all costs.

Confession. I know not the fuck who Pony Boy is, but I know him because all my fandom friends have pointed him out to me, lol. RIP, Man. I think you’re number’s up or close to it.

Okay, though. I admit it. I am kinda LOVING Badass Father G.

That scene in the subway car with all of them working to take all the Walkers out was already badass. Then Daryl arrived and made it, in @freefromthecocoon’s words, HAWT. LOL.

Eugene staring at that little black book like it contains torture tools, hehehe.

“Processed? As in administratively? Processed as in bologna or other meat stuffs? This inquiring (enquiring?) mind needs to know.” OMG, Eugene. I admit it. Even if it makes me look like a lunatic, LOL. I straight up LMAO at that one. I mean, ten years later and Terminus still fresh on the man’s mind.

“You like feeling nervous?” Well, no. None of us that do, Mercer? Do.

Then he proceeds to make me howl with his “You can’t lie for shit” to Eugene.

Josh McDermitt? I love you, Man. 40 year old virgin, LOL.

All this talk over the seasons of Daryl’s virginity and we have Eugene, hahaha. But was he telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?

Finally. Some daylight. Where I can see.

Eugene’s relief at seeing his friends safe and sound was such a beautiful thing to see. I loved those hugs.

Mercer’s face when he snarled “beat cop” in disdain to Ezekiel. I think I’m gonna love this dude.

“I went to West Point. Asshole.” Yeah. I am.

I know they probably catfishing Eugene right here because spoilers tell us that ain’t Stephanie. But my heart still did a little d’aww. Angela. Don’t play with his poor heart like that.

What’s got Daryl so pensive, huh? Is it that the note reminds him of kids being lost or taken from their family? Or separated from their family? Is he thinking of those Grimes babies and wondering if Michonne will ever make it back and why and how she was able to leave them behind? Tell me it ain’t that Find Me nonsense.

“This place sure has gone to shit since the last time I was here.” LMAO, JDM. I mean Negan. Sorry. Sorry. I still hate Negan, but JDM has me entertained at least since they gave the asshole some shades of gray. And speaking of shades of gray. I’m loving the gray beard. JDM’s looking GOOD (hear that NR? Embrace the gray). Negan can still kick rocks, lol.

Anyway. That scene was CREEPY AF. Not even gonna lie.

The Reapers strutting right on up to our group like it’s The Purge: ZA.

My bad, Pony Boy. Now RIP.

Dark, dark episode with loads of tension broken up by some welcome humor by Princess. The girl is fast becoming a fave of mine.

My baby’s back next week!!!

I’m just going to plug my ears and pretend they’re trying to capture/recapture the horses because they’re pets. Not because they’re starving so bad they feel the need to eat them. La la la la la. I can’t hear you.

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airis-paris14 · 5 years

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Redemption 13

Summary: One person, a secret, and an ocean tore them apart. Six years later they find their way back together, but a rekindled love is not Redemption.

A/N: It’s back!!! Please comment and Reblog.

“You look stunning in the sunlight,” T’Challa gleamed,standing to greet the love of his life. “You say that every time,” Zari chuckled as she let his arms envelope her. “It’s true. You look amazing in anything.”

“So if your wife wore sweatpants and a t-shirt to your wedding, you’d be okay with it?” The young designer raised an eyebrow as she looked up from her menu. “I’d prefer if you didn’t wear that entle”

“T’challa,” Zari chastised. “What?” the king raised his eyebrows, “all I did was make a statement.”

“You know what you did your majesty,” Zari shot a warning glance. “You know I wanna take this slow.”

“I apologize love,” T”challa gently squeezed Zari’s hand. “It’s fine.”

The king intertwined their hands on the table and grinned once he noticed the blush on Zari’s face. The two ordered and chatted the time away before their food arrived. As soon as Zari dug in, the monarch cleared his throat. “Entle,”

“Hmm,” Zari kept chewing as she looked up at T’Challa. “I wanted to talk to you about something. It is somewhat of a delicate matter.” Zari placed her fork back on the plate. She took a moment to swallow before addressing the king, “Okay. What’s going on?”

“I have to go back to Wakanda in three week’s time.”

“Oh, I-”

“I want to take Aiden with me. And you.” The king finished. “T’Challa I do not know if I am ready for that.” “Zar, please. At least think about it. My son has family who don’t even know he exists. People who would love to love him, but he has to meet them. He should his home, quite frankly, the place he will one day rule.”

“Rule?!”

“Yes, Zari. He is my son. My only son. My ELDEST son.” “That doesn’t mean he has to rule T’challa.You could marry again.”

“Zari,” the king frowned at her, “ we both know that the minute I claim Aiden as my own-,” “Then don’t claim him.”

“You know that I would not do that to my son Zari. He is my blood. I will not let him grow up thinking that I am ashamed of him Zari. What has changed. When we were together in highschool, we both knew that this day would come. I would be king, then so would my son. You were ok with it.” “I never thought we would actually get to this day T’Challa! Let alone a day when it might mean my son would have to be taken from me.”

“Come home with us, be my queen. Let us have the family that was taken from us Zar. Believe in me,” the king grabbed both of her hands. “ I have to get back to work.” The designer grabbed her coat and rushed out of the restaurant.”

“Zar,” T’challa slapped fifty dollars on the table and ran out after her, only to watch her vanish into a taxi. He slapped the brick wall next to him, before heading towards his own car.

Later that night, Zari tiptoed into the house. Slipping off her shoes she made a quick trip through the kitchen, only to run into Isha in the kitchen. “So you and lover boy are both coming home late tonight?”

“He’s here?”

“Yeah he just ran up a few minutes before you did.” “Good,” Zari sighed leaning against the counter. “What’s up with you?”

“I’m kind of avoiding him at the moment. We had a fight today at lunch.”

“Over…” “He wants us, Aiden and I, to come back to Wakanda with him.”

“That’s a bad thing because?” Isha deadpanned. Zari sighed, “My baby is a prince Isha. T’challa wants to claim him, but I don’t know if I want that lifestyle for my son. He’s my baby.”

“Yes, but he’s also the baby of the new king. You know, the man you had unprotected sex with once, maybe twice, I don’t know three times! You didn’t think about that?”

“During? No, but I guess it was always a thought in the back of my mind, I never thought it would be something I seriously had to consider. I mean I didn’t think I was going to get pregnant. To be honest, I never really thought my relationship with T’Challa would last, I love him. Bast, I am so deeply in love with that man, but he was a prince for goodness sakes. Now he’s a king.”

“A king who wants to marry you.”

“Yes, but what qualifications do I have to be a queen?” “You were born in Wakanda, and the king loves you. One of those is just a bonus.”

“I just don’t know, that seems like a lot to throw at Aiden.” “You never know until you try,” Isha got up, “for both situations. For what it’s worth, I think you should go. For you and Aiden’s sake. The boy just got his father back, let him be with him. Whether it’s only for the summer or not.” she hugged her friend good night before the both walked up the stairs.

“Well rise and shine sleeping beauty,” melanie teased as Zari walked into the workshop. “Haha. Very funny,” Zari yawned as she placed her things down at her sewing machine. “Tough night? Melanie pried as she moved her stool, and hand stitching close to Zari. “If you must know, T’Challa and I are fighting. Well I haven’t actually seen him sincee the fight, so I don’t know how he feels.”

“You mean you’ve been avoiding baby daddy for 24 hours.”

“Only 20 technically.”

“What happened?” Melanie frowned. “He wants me and Aiden to go to Wakanda with him.”

“To live?” “No just to visit. So Aiden can go visit his family and visit the country.”

“We are upset slash refusing because…. This all seems reasonable to me.” “My baby is a prince Melanie. If he goes home, I lose him. When T’Challa claims him as his son, then, he now had obligations to his country.”

“Aiden is just barely five. I am more than sure that his obligations as a five year old prince, could be satisfied with summer visits home and school break visits. So what’s really the problem?”

“I don’t know if I am ready to go home. There are so many hurtful memories tied there. All the dances I didn’t get to go to. Graduation, all the places T’challa and I used to go to.-”

“And now is the time to make new memories, at least see if you like being back home, Z. As much as I’ll miss you for the next few weeks, I think you should go.”

“What about the show? There’s only a month until opening night.” “Then you’d better leave as soon as Aiden gets out of school next week.”

“Leave for what?” Lin walked into the room. The women turned to face him. “T’Challa wants Aiden and I to go back to Wakanda with him to visit for a few weeks. So he can meet his family.” Zari explained.

“Then I think we can spare you for three weeks Zari,” Lin smiled. “It sounds like an amazing experience for Aiden. As well as for you to go home.”

“I can handle anything that pops up, and if anything goes wrong. And the world is burning to the ground, I am sure T’challa will personally escort you back to the city.” Melanie reassured. “You guys really think so?” Melanie glanced at Lin, “We know so.”

“Well now I only have one problem. How should I tell him?”

“Ask if you can take him out on a date. That way you control the situation, and the conversation.” Melanie suggested. “I guess,” Zari replied shooting T’Challa a quick text.

Do you wanna go out tonight? My treat.

I’ll go anywhere with you entle.

Be ready at 6:30. I’ll meet you at the house.

See you then.

Later that night, the couple found themselves on the rooftop of Melanie’s apartment building.They had stopped and grabbed a pizza and a bottle of wine to share. As they clinked their glasses together and dissolved into smiles, Zari found her voice.

“T’Challa, I am terrified to go home. Of going back to the place where I had everything taken from me. Most of all. I am scared to fall back in love with you. You are a king now. We are not some l high schoolers anymore. I cannot go back only to lose you again.”

“Zar, I promise you that if you go back, even if you don’t, we will be the only ones to decide that we will not be together. No one else, not even the elders.”

“Are you sure?”

“I swear on my life.” The king stared at her hopefully. Zari sighed,“Then Aiden and I will go with you to visit. Only for three weeks though. I have to be back for opening night of the show.”

“Deal,” T’Challa smile, placing a light kiss on Zari’s lips. Zari looked into his eyes before leaning back in for another. She tentatively placed her hands on his shoulders and began to run her fingers over his shoulders. T’Challa pulled her closer into his lap, their lips never disconnecting. T’Challa froze as a moan escaped Zari’s lips, he pulled away slowly, but kept a firm grip on her hips. Her breath brushed over his face as she brought her forehead to rest on his. “We shouldn’t,” he whispered, still trailing his fingers along her spine. “Wha-”

“At least, not tonight love,” the king murmures, pressing on final kiss to her lips. The mother pouts in frustration. “Come on, we should probably get home. The moved quietly in sync cleaning up the roof and making sure they had all of their belongings. With the roof locked, they dropped the key into Melanie’s mailbox and headed back home. The car ride was peaceful, T’Challa would occasionally shoot a glance at Zari, gently squeezing her thigh. Their steps echoed along the concrete as they walked up to the two story brownstone. On the doorstep he pulled Zari back to him before she could open the door. “I am glad you are coming back with me.”

“I know,” Zari smiled softly. The king place three quick kisses on her lips. A fourth left their lips lingering together for just a second longer. “I wanted to make sure we are ready, before we take that step again, not that I do not want you that way entle.” The king reassured, gently pulling the mother into his chest. “I know. I am sorry.”

“Please do not be sorry, I want it just as much as you do, but we are just getting back together, let’s take it slow. We’ll get there again.”

“I guess we should cool it on the dates then?” Zari muttered. “Maybe let’s stick to lunch dates then. For now at least.” The king smiled, his hum vibrating under Zari’s cheek. “And I should get my own bed again?”

“Only if you want to,” T;Challa frowned. “I think we both know it’s for the best.” Zari smiled. I guess so.” T’Challa pulled her back to him, “Not tonight at least. One more night.”

“One more night.” The two smiled, quietly entering the house and sneaking back in to their bedroom.

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